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flysdaleflyby · 4 months
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i love how obsessed the flyers social team is with him
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they get me
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jatersade · 1 year
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another excellent moment: in the locker room when the guys were like “well statistically like 10% of people are gay so there’s probably more than one gay person in here right now” and EVERYBODY looked at Jamie and when he realized why they were all staring at him he was like
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fadeintoyou1993 · 7 months
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KIERNAN SHIPKA as JAMIE HUGHES TOTALLY KILLER (2023)
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bignostalgias · 7 months
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🎃 🍂 they’re here to burgle your turts! 🍂 🎃
+ bonus borthers
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i-like-media · 5 days
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teex · 4 months
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jay-wasstuff · 1 year
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Some of you ship tedbecca, tedtrent, and/or roykeeleyjamie and was extremely disappointed that none of them set sail in the finale but none of you will ever understand the pain of my otp not happening,
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Dr Jacob X Being Reported/Losing License
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littleweirdoss · 1 year
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#LITERALLY POCKET SIZE
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I think about these two moments a lot
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of people hanging in each other's arms, being held up when they're overwhelmed (be it in a time of heartbreak or even in a time of joy and relief). And about how so much of Jamie's journey was about him growing strong enough and supported and stable enough to be able to pay that grace forward and hand it out to others.
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swearingcactus · 8 months
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what can i say, i like assholes who are messy crybabies
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bizzarebedtimestories · 2 months
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Jamie Tartt / Perfect by Logic
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thefrsers · 1 month
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#WE ARE SO BACK😭😭😭
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bebx · 9 months
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Johnny Depp and Jamie Campbell Bower
@twihs-blog ♡
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badbucky · 1 year
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jamie worrying that he’s coming off as a prick for correcting the coaches about total football even though he literally trained under pep and therefore definitely knows more than them. knowing james tartt sr. definitely gave jamie shit as a child for correcting him/“trying to be smart” if his dad was wrong about something. jamie being so used to being NOT SMART that he’s worried they’ll think he’s just being a prick. jamie knowing he has the answer but staying silent until the last moment because he doesn’t want to ruin his bond with the team again…
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mr-ghost-face · 8 months
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this is the man that had s1 Roy Kent shaking in his boots with rage? this 2 foot tall puppy? this literal baby? lol ok kent
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generalllimaginesss · 5 months
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prompt: “if you don’t love me just say that”. “i was 15 minutes late!”
with Jamie drysdale if possible <333
I hope you like this!! My first Jamie fic :)) Also I’m about to start working on a few more requests, but keep sending them in! As always, thank you so much for reading!!
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The clock on the nightstand read the time as 7:15 p.m. a reminder of the absence of a certain someone that should’ve been home already.
Jamie had promised that he wasn’t going to be late for the date, but he was going golfing with a few of his teammates, and well, there’s no telling what events unfolded and what time he would be home.
As you were finishing the small details of your makeup, satisfied with your reflection in the mirror on your vanity, the sound of the door that led to the garage frantically opened and shut. A flash of fair skin and dark hair darted straight past you to the shower in your shared bathroom.
“Jamie…” You gave him a disappointed sigh, listening as he was taking the world’s fastest shower.
“I know, I know,” He called, washing the sweat out his hair.
It felt like he was taking forever, but between the time that he got out of the shower and started to dry his hair with the hair dryer, about 15 minutes passed.
You had already laid his suit on the bed with his shoes and belt to the side so that he wouldn’t have to take the time to decide between the many suits he had.
“Trevor told me to tell you that he’s not sorry for stealing me for the day,” Jamie winked at you, flashing a teasing smile as he began to get dressed, tucking his shirt in, putting his belt on, and tying his shoes.
“Hm, was that before or after you realized you were going to be late,” You asked, spritzing perfume on your wrists and chest.
“Babe,” Jamie whined.
“The next time you see Trevor, tell him he’s the side bitch,” You flashed a sarcastic smile towards Jamie, him grinning in response.
“Is that right,” Jamie quipped, adjusting the watch on his wrist. He snaked an arm around your waist, the smell of your perfume intoxicating him. His lips left a dewy kiss on your temple.
“Better be,” You responded under your breath and began to make your way to the living room, waiting on Jamie to make sure his hair looked decent and completely ignoring his attempt at reconciliation.
The two of you made your way to your favorite fine dining restaurant near your house, an Italian restaurant that had some of the best drinks in town.
“What are you getting?” Jamie asked, his eyes peering at you from behind his menu.
“The usual.”
“And that would be…” Jamie knew he’d have to work a little bit to get out of the dog house for being late.
“If you don’t love me just say it,” You rolled your eyes as you raised your eyebrows as him, holding back the smile that was fighting to show while giving him a hard time.
“Babe, I was 15 minutes late!” His voice rose as he defended himself. He knew you wouldn’t be able to drop this until he made it up to you in some way.
“I’m just teasing, you goob. I know you love me,” You thumped his forehead, him rubbing it in response.
“I love you so very much,” He took your hand and tangled your legs underneath the table.
“More than golf?” You questioned.
He pretended to think about it, resulting in a kick to his shin, but he quickly responded.
“Golf’s got nothing against my girl,” He smiled, kissing the top of your hand.
He discretely rubbed his shin, but he’d take a million kicks to the shin if it meant he could tell you how much he loved you all the time.
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