#send dad asks about literally any of these players

[mamaestapa]

OMG luke with a toddler aged daughter and having to get her to stop throwing a tantrum! he would be so sweet with her I feel. luke seems like the dad that would literally sit on the floor next to his screaming kid and just talk calmly to get them to explain their feelings.

omg YES. he would be so sweet with her. i could see his daughter going through a phase where she just says “no” to everything. you’ve tried everything, but she’s so sassy that nothing works. (it’s the hughes in her). so she tells you no when you tell her to clean her toys, maybe you get a little stern with her so she starts throwing a tantrum.

luke would be so gentle with her, sitting down with her and talking to her about her feelings. he’ll just hold her and talk to her in such a gentle tone and it really helps when she’s throwing tantrums.

“it’s OK to get upset sometimes but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t listen to mommy”

“OK daddy”

“that’s my sweet girl. tell mommy you’re sorry”

he’d just be so gentle and caring. literally the best dad to a baby girl.

and luke hughes is 100% a girl dad! he’d be so gentle with his daughters. they’d adore him so so much. they’d all be daddy’s girls too like they’re his little princesses and he’d do anything for them.

please please send your dad hockey player thoughts🥹 literally about any player i write for.

#asks #luke h asks #dad luke asks #luke hughes #send dad asks about literally any of these players #jack hughes #trevor zegras #jamie drysdale #quinn hughes #ethan edwards #rutger mcgroarty #luca fantilli

[onceuponaoneshotfanfic]

Just Do It

Request: Hi I don’t know if you’re still taking asks and I hate when people ask me stuff when my inbox is closed, but if you are could you please write a Roy Kent x reader with an age gap? That’s literally all I have and I know you touched on it it Superstar and I totally get it if you don’t have time/don’t want to! Love your writing so much and hope your time in Vegas is fun!

Roy Kent x Reader

0.9k words

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, age gap (ages not mentioned, but reader is in their 20s, Roy is early 40s)

A/N: Thanks for the request! I hope you like it ❤️❤️ (also, Vegas was lots of fun, just way too hot for my taste!)

Roy sat in the corner of Ola’s watching you carefully as you chatted with some of the players. You’d been working at Nelson Road for a couple of months now, and he’d fallen hard and fast for you. Of course, people noticed. Rebecca found any reason she could to send you to the coaches’ office. Keeley asked him almost daily if he thought you looked pretty that particular day. Jamie kept leaving Viagra advertisements on his desk. Even Beard gave him a little nudge every time you walked by. It seemed like everyone at the Dog Track knew how he felt except, well, you.

“Watcha lookin’ at Coach?” Jamie stood over Roy, following the older man’s gaze. “Ohhh.”

Roy scowled. “Oh, what?” Roy knew what. He knew exactly what.

Jamie grinned. “Just ask her out already, lad. She’s not gonna say no, I swear.”

“And why is that?” Roy huffed, taking a long swig of his beer.

“Well for one, I bet she was raised to respect her elders.”

A low growl escaped from the depths of Roy’s lungs. “That’s why I’m not going to fucking ask her out. She’s what, like your age? No thanks. I don’t need all the jokes about being old enough to be her dad or asking her to move into a nursing home with me or whatever jokes you’ve been saving in a notebook.”

Jamie shrugged. “I actually write them in the notes app on my phone. Because I’m not an old man.”

“Yeah, you can fucking leave now,” Roy grumbled, giving Jamie a shove.

Before walking away, Jamie called over his shoulder, “Do what Nike says, Coach. Just do it!”

With a grunt, Roy returned to staring at you. His heartbeat stuttered when you looked up from your conversation with Dani to look his way. Something sparkled in your eyes when you caught him staring that made Roy’s throat go dry. It got worse when you got up and walked over to him, plopping your beer on his table, and dropping yourself into the chair across from him.

“How’s it going?” you asked cheerfully, offering him your best smile.

“Not bad,” he mumbled, tapping his own beer bottle. “Yourself?”

You shrugged. “Mostly okay.” There was something almost glum in your expression.

Roy wasn’t used to that; you almost always had a smile on your face. “Fuck’s wrong?”

There was a long moment of the two of you staring at each other, your mouth slightly open, as if you were trying to figure out what to say. Roy’s mind went rapid wondering what it was. Something about a boyfriend? Were you leaving Richmond? Did you know about Roy’s dumb little crush? Did you want him to leave you the fuck alone?

Finally, you let out a sigh. “Right. Um, so I’m going to ask you something, and you’re going to answer, and then we are going to pretend like this conversation never happened. Deal?”

“Depends on the question,” Roy answered, leaning forward.

Your head tilted back and forth, something Roy often saw you do when you were nervous or thinking hard about something. He thought it was fucking adorable, although now it made him nervous.

Your face was beet red as your fingernails scratched the label on your beer bottle. “I just… was wondering why you haven’t asked me out.”

Fuck. Maybe Jamie was right, maybe Roy was just one good scare away from having a fucking heart attack. His jaw slacked a little as he stared at you, not quite sure what to say. But seeing the fear that swam in the eyes he loved to see, he knew he needed to say something.

“What makes you think I was going to?” Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. The way your shoulders slumped told him that this was the absolute wrong thing to say.

“Oh. Shit.” Your eyes screwed shut. “I am so sorry. I completely misinterpreted things. I’m an absolute knob, thinking that you- and I-” When your eyes opened, Roy swore he saw tears. “Like I said, pretend this never happened.” You shot to your feet, a look of absolute humiliation frozen on your face.

Instinctively, Roy grabbed your wrist, gazing up at you, feeling like his stomach was twisting and untwisting over and over. “Too old,” he mumbled, feeling his own face go red now. “Aren’t I?”

To his surprise, you shrugged. “Dunno. I mean, sure, you’re older than me by a bit. But I don’t really care, if I’m being honest. I dunno, I thought that maybe there was… something.”

Roy licked his lips. Like Nike always said- just do it.

“There is,” he admitted. “At least, for me there is. Something there, I mean.” He ducked his head, ignoring the fact that he still held your wrist in his hand. “I fucking like you.”

A smile replaced your somber expression. “Oh really?” You resumed your seat, sliding your arm back so your hand was in his. “Tell me more.”

Roy glanced down at your hands, a small smirk creeping across his face. “How about I tell you somewhere my team isn’t watching us?” He nodded behind you, where Jamie and Dani and the others were staring at you two with great interest, beaming and holding their breaths.

You raised an eyebrow at Roy. “Roy Kent, are you asking if I want to get out of here?”

“Maybe,” he grunted. “I know a decent place to get a drink. What d’you say?”

Keeping hold of his hand, you stood up and nodded towards the door. “I say let’s do it.”

#request ❤️ #he's here he's there he's every fucking where #roy kent #roy kent x reader #roy kent fanfiction #roy kent fic #roy kent fluff #roy kent fanfic #roy kent imagine #ted lasso #ted lasso imagine #ted lasso fanfic #ted lasso fluff

[pablitogavii]

Hey! I don't know if your requests are open, if sooo I'd like to request where Gavi always flirts with the reader, and reader was very shy and blushing mess about it (they're not together, yet). But eventually, Gavi will soon take out the reader on a date and then boom happy ending. Hehe Gracias!

Flirt

You were hanging out with your friends at Camp Nou after their training session while your dad (Xavi) went back to his office to prep for the press conference later today.

All the players know you, and the younger ones because your closest friends since you have to spend a lot of times at the camp after school.

Everyone is very nice to you treating you as a part of the group, but Gavi always seemed to pay you a little extra attention especially liking to get you all flustered and shy.

You were sitting on the stands as Gavi, Pedri, Balde and Ansu joined with Gavi sitting right behind you so that you were in between his legs. Everyone talked how attractive Gavi was, and you were certainly not blind so whenever he gave you extra attention, you become super shy.

"Your hair looks so soft princesa.." Pablo said touching your hair and you blushed seeing his friends winking at him knowing what he was trying to do with those compliments. That was another thing about Gavi, he didn't care if someone hears him complimenting you, he is proud to do it.

"Thank you.." you said shyly blushing more when he asked if he could braid it ensuring you that he knows how to do it properly.

"How do you know how to do that Pablo??" you said while he was braiding your hair being very gentle not to pull or hurt you in any way.

"Watched my mom do it for my sister..I love how long your hair is" he said tying the end before moving the brain to the side and moving closer to rest his chin on your shoulder.

"Thank you.." you were blushing bright red now and he smiled nodding his head before moving closer to kiss your hot cheek earning a chuckle form his friends.

"You're welcome princesa.." he said continuing to rest his chin on your shoulder while chatting to his friends while your stomach was filled with butterflies and you were too shy to speak.

During the celebration dinner, you came with your mom and dad smiling when you saw Pablo come out of Pedri's Maserati looking around for you before finally meeting your gaze with a big cheeky smile.

"Welcome boys!" Xavi greeted them and Pablo hugged him before walking up to you looking at the floor shyly as everyone walked inside. Pablo slowly moved putting his fingers underneath your chin raising it up and making you look into his eyes.

"Princesa hermosa should have her chin up..vamos" he said caressing your chin for a few moments before taking your hand and walking inside before paparazzi could snap a picture and plastered it all over the internet.

He was in all black, and you kept thinking how good he looked that your cheeks turned redder while you were standing besides each other waiting to take a picture with the trophy.

"You're quiet again princesa..I want to hear your sweet voice" Pablo said looking down at you since compared to him you were a literal midget (4'11'' queen!).

"Um.you..you look nice in..um..black Pablo" you were mumbling scared to look into his eyes while playing with the edge of your dress nervously.

"Thank you princesa..you are the most beautiful girl here, don't tell anyone" he smiled whispering that into your ear and your heart was literally pounding against your chest in nervousness.

"Vamos Gavi" they said since it was his turn to take a picture with a trophy and you looked down not expecting his hand to snake around your waist and pull you with him.

"P..Pablo?" you whispered and he smirked kissing the top of your head as they snapped the picture catching you off guard.

"Send me that picture!" Pablo said to the photographer while you walked towards the dinning area together.

During one of the next games, you were walking around the halls looking for your dad as you ran into Pablo and the team walking towards the pitch for the warmup.

"Princesa? Are you lost?" Pablo quickly walked towards you as everyone left worried that something was wrong.

"I'm looking for my dad..um have you seen him?" you said but Pablo as too focused on the Barça jersey you were wearing that being the hottest thing you wear in his eyes..it made him feel closer to you..more intimate.

"Pablo?" you repeated shyly and he smiled taking your hand and promising to help you find your dad before leaving to join his teammates. He saw that you were wearing #6 expecting it to be your dad's but when you moved your hair to the side he saw bright GAVI flashing on your back..his shorts got tight..fuck!

"Hija, que pasa? Gavi back to the pitch! I need you warmed up to avoid injuries" Xavi said and you thanked your friend before he left still thinking about his name being glued on your back..it stroked his ego..it made you feel like you were his..only his!

After they won, and Pablo scored the final goal, you met once more in the hallway where he grabbed your hand and pulled you to the private secluded corner all sweaty and exhausted but very happy.

"Congrats on the win!" you said moving his hair from his forehead realizing what you did moments later when you met his dark lustfull eyes becoming more shy than ever before.

"I scored for you princesa..seeing you in my jersey, does things to me..good things" he whispered last part and you closed your eyes and thighs at those words feeling your whole body burn.

"Um..shouldn't you go celebrate the win?" you said nervously having your back glued to the wall while he was trapping you there with his strong body. He just smirked tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear before leaning down to kiss you cheek.

"Oh I'll celebrate the win..tonight...with you..on our first date?" he said and you were stunned opening your eyes wide wondering if you heard him correctly. Did Pablo Gavi just ask you out on a date!?

"D..date?" you mumble shyly and he find it so adorably not wanting you to be any other way while nodding his hair with raised bushy eyebrows waiting for your response patiently.

"Would you like to go out on a date with me me princesa?" he restated his question and you played with his fingers nodding your head shyly while he pulled you close for a hug as you hid your face into his jersey.

"Tan preciosa.." he said kissing your head while you giggled hugging him tightly and he did as well happy to have finally asked you out and have you become his.

pablogavi story: ella es tan preciosa <3 @y.n.bebe

#pablo gavi #pablo gavi icons #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi x y/n #pablo gavi x you #fc barca #fc barcelona #fc barça #gavi #gavigif #gavira #pablo gavira #pablo martín páez gavira #pablo gavi imagine #pablo gavi fanfic #pablo gavi one shot #pedri #pablogavixreadersmut

[rinniemybeloved]

Can you do Bokuto/Iwaizumi as a father like Kenma?

[✦] - 𝐊𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎 𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐃

notes : sorry for being inactive for almost like 2 months :)

warnings : pregnancy idk if that's a warning tho

pairings : dad!bokuto x mom!reader,

dude has baby fever all the time I swear

"y/n it would be so cute!!" "y/n it wouldn't be that hard!!"

he's nagging you 24/7

so you just had to give in 🤷‍♀️

during the pregnancy he would be so worried

you could literally like cough or something and he'd call a doctor to make sure everything's okay

VERY overprotective

once, a small child came up to you and asked you if there's a baby in your belly and he was glaring at the kid the whole time 😭

but he honestly really likes when little kids come up to you two, he just wants to make sure they don't hurt the baby or smth

he talks to your belly so much

he's so convinced that the baby is understanding and responding too

it's honestly adorable to see him calm for once in his life

bokuto's determined that it's a boy, like literally DETERMINED

I mean, having a girl wouldn't hurt, but like it's just like his sixth sense telling him he's gonna have a boy

he gets so impatient to find out the gender too!!

he's gonna pay any amount of money to find out as fast as possible

… and boom boom his assumption sadly turns out to be true

this is loosely related to this piece I wrote a few months ago, girls or boys?

when the baby's born, he almost drops his son, but thank God he's okay

he probably wanted to name him something like buster 💀

"this is our son, not a dog, kotaro!"

"but people love and play with dogs, and we'll love and play with him, so there isn't a difference!"

yes, that was indeed a real conversation between you two.

but you ended up naming him Ichiro, leaving kotaro whining about why he couldn't name him buster.

but the absolute first thing he's gonna do is take a countless amount of pictures and send them to the whole msby group chat as well as the Japan national team group chat

can't blame him, he's always given off Instagram dad vibes

and when I say Instagram dad, I mean, like, Instagram dad.

he will post the smallest things lil Ichiro does, and bokuto's a pro athlete, so it's gonna get some attention 🤷‍♀️

his son is gonna do something as simple as point at the tv and giggle when his favorite character comes on the screen, and he's gonna post that.

his friends are supportive of it too, especially my baby Shoyo <3 <3 (I'm trying so hard not to make this about him but my Shoyo phase is coming back rn)

shoyo_msby21 it's like I saw him as a baby just yesterday !!

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matching outfits.

kotaro has never been the best with fashion, but with the help of you and his teammates, he has gotten better at dressing his son up

like imagine there's just a whole section in the closet just for matching father-son outfits.

He's gonna spend thousands on clothes for the family. sometimes all of you go out wearing the same colour outfit or something

matching jerseys too, little Ichiro always goes to his father's games wearing an identical, but smaller jersey <3

his son is gonna be a total daredevil, sometimes even kotaro surprisingly gets worried.

the kid is gonna have little star printed bandaids all over his little hands and legs, but I guess people learn from their mistakes, don't they?

he's gonna love being the center of attention, clinging to his dad whenever he's getting interviewed. He just wants the world to know that a star player like his dad has a star son like him!

overall, Bokuto gets an A for being an adept father.

Requests are open!

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader #dad!bokuto #bokuto x reader #bokuto fluff #bokuto koutarou #bokuto koutaro x reader #bokuto koutaro fluff

[holygrailimagines]

Coach’s Daughter

Summary: Reader is a coach’s daughter.

Author’s Note: I gave Diego a random ass number lmao. Also, no hate to no sabo kids. Also, maybe a multipart series? 

     Your dad was a very valuable man in the football community, especially Mexico. Football and Mexico ran in his veins like crazy. His passion was unlike any other, which is why the Mexican Selection team needed him. Everyone was sure he would guide Mexico into a new season of triumph and success. 

     Unfortunately for you, that meant you had to leave everything you knew in America and move to Mexico. Sure, you had a lot of love for Mexico. After all, it was quite literally your mother’s and father’s land. But, America was your home, you had been here for two decades. All your friends and family were here, so you weren’t super excited to leave everything behind just so your dad could teach a bunch of men how to play football. 

     Your father sensed your sadness and decided the best way to make it up to you was to bring you to work with him. Maybe his love and passion would rub off on you and you would finally understand that this was a good thing. 

     “Hijita, por favor, I don’t want you to be sad anymore.” Your dad begged as he kept his eyes on the road. You sighed, staring out the passenger side window. You two were on your way to the team’s practice. 

     “I know papa, but you know I don’t even like football.” It was true, you weren’t interested at all. He sighed at your response as he parked the car. 

     “Okay but, please just be nice to my players. And don’t worry about speaking Spanish, they all understand English.” You nodded as you both exited the car and headed to the trunk. Your father passed you a few orange cones and he slung a mesh bag of dozens of soccer balls behind his back and you both made your way to the open field. 

     In the distance you saw a group of men and when they noticed your dad, they instantly cheered and ran up to greet him. They hugged him and shook his hand before turning their attention to you. Nothing is as uncomfortable as millions of eyes staring at you, especially when those eyes belong to the most gorgeous men you’ve ever seen. 

     “Amigos, esta es mi hija, (Y/N).” Your father said in Spanish, introducing you. 

     “Mucho gusto, déjame ayudarte con esos conos.” A man with curly hair and gloves said, reaching out his hand. You noticed the number 13 on his uniform. (translation: nice to meet you, let me help you with those cones)

     “Umm. Hello?” You said in an unsure manner, reaching out to shake his hand. If you were being completely honest, your spanish was horrid. You hated to admit it but you were a bit whitewashed. The man looked at you with furrowed eyebrows but smiled a little. 

     “¿Que, no español?” He chuckled, sending a look towards your father. Your father sighed, as if he was disappointed at your lack of bilingual skills. (What, no spanish?)

     “Yes, about that. My daughter has spent all her life in America so please try to speak to her in English,” Your dad announced to the team as he placed both of his hands on your shoulder. 

     “Hopefully this time in Mexico will do some good for her Spanish, right?” He asked, looking down at you, shaking you slightly as you nodded in agreement. God this was so awkward. 

     Every football player took turns shaking your hand and greeted you in English. Well almost every football player except number 18. He shook your hand and proudly greeted you in spanish. He was absolutely beautiful. His caramel skin and hazel eyes left you red and flabbergasted. 

     The whole time you sat on the bench watching the team, you couldn’t keep your eyes off him. When practice was over, you said your goodbyes to the team and began walking to the car with your dad. 

     “¡Espera, tus conos!” You heard a voice yell behind you. Your dad chuckled as number 18 handed you the orange cones you accidentally left behind. (Wait, your cones!) 

     “Gracias, Dieguito.” Your dad thanked him, Diego smiled at him and then at you. He flashed his perfect teeth, and you couldn’t help but blush. 

     “Si, gracias,” you said, trying your best not to present your American accent. 

     He smirked and before jogging back to his teammates he said, “You’re welcome, American girl.”

I literally wrote this in like an hour because I was so desperate for any writing posts with football players. Lord knows how feral this world cup is making me. 

#diego lainez #diego lainez x reader #worldcup2022 #seleccion mexicana #diego lainez imagine

[youcouldmakealife]

LBTE: Jared (136-137)

I love it when a plan comes together. Especially when, as in this case, the plan has been in motion for years (on my part, at least. More of a day-to-day thing on theirs)

If you want to follow along, you can here.

136. Hostage Negotiations

Fans howling or not: he’s a star player and you do not hand a star player to your divisional rival. You just don’t. Unless you’re like, the Leafs back in the day, but Lapointe had a bad season before that, and Jared suspects that deal was made on the winged feet of homophobia. The former GM of the Leafs and Deslauriers are probably poker buddies or something.

I like to picture the Old Boy’s Club as a real thing sometimes. It’s at a golf course, naturally. The only women are decorative. Scotch and cigars and toxic masculinity and white privilege and unearned cockiness. Random deer skulls because they like to mount their trophies. Etc.

“I mean, I hope I’m staying in the West,” Bryce says. “Calgary’s probably going to start reaching out, seeing who’s interested, ship me off before the NTC kicks in.

That would certainly be the clever thing to do, considering how few options they’ll have come July 1st. But then, when have the Flames done the clever thing in this universe?

The Senators beat the Scouts in a massive upset.

Scratch and Money become ScratchnMoney. And a Cup for Dan and the boys!

Greg goes back and forth with the Canucks. They ask for 5.5, even though Jared would have been content with the initial 4.5 offer, told him that, Greg exasperated with him on the other side of the phone. The Canucks agree to 5. He knows the two years combined are less than Bryce makes in a single year, but it’s — huge to him. They send him the papers, and Jared doesn’t know whether to sign them or not.

That’s 2.5 AAV on a two year deal, which is pretty fair as far as bridge deals go for a middle-sixer you use heavily on special teams. Jared could have, but didn’t want to sign for longer, with no idea where Bryce was going to be in two months, let alone two years.

“Still,” Jared says. “Foster’s like — he seems like a genuinely nice guy, maybe he’d—”

“He’s a GM, babe,” Bryce says. “He’s not going to just let you like, go because of love or whatever. It’s a business.”

If any GM would…

Jared signs everywhere he’s supposed to sign it, and that’s it. He’s a Canuck for two more years. Bryce has two more years on his contract, so — maybe in two years they’ll figure it out, manage to get to the same place together. It’s hard to be happy about that when two years sounds like, well, two years, when Bryce is already frayed close to snapping.

Obviously the situation is vastly improved very shortly, but I think Bryce going just about anywhere would have probably improved his mental state, though being in the East would be undoubtedly hard on them as a couple.

They crack open a nice bottle of wine, eat good dad cooking, and Jared gets his hair ruffled by his parents like, a billion times, like being a millionaire means they get to treat him like a kid again.

Jared gets so huffy when people fuck with his hair. Which of course both parents are aware of. Gotta keep him humble. (They’re also, you know, proud of their boy!)

“You were already a millionaire,” Erin says, her hand outstretched. Jared eyes it.

“What was your signing bonus, Jared?” Erin asks sweetly.

“Nothing,” Jared says. “Not a cent.”

“Jared,” Erin says, hand still outstretched. “The internet exists. It is literally public knowledge.”

Money please.

It was a quarter of a million dollars of his contract up front and Jared isn’t going to give her any of it. He already offered his parents a cheque and was rebuked and then offered again, citing financial support being the reason he had a hockey career, and had it very grudgingly accepted.

They both have well-paying middle-class jobs and aren’t hurting for money, but they are currently paying for Erin’s schooling and expenses, so it is eventually accepted (very grudgingly).

“Am I boring?” Jared says.

“You are the most exciting person in the world,” Bryce tells him, all earnestness, and takes his hand at the next red light.

Jared squeezes, then lets go. “Both hands on the wheel, babe,” he says.

“You can sometimes be a little boring,” Bryce says.

I mean —

Free-agency comes Bryce is still a Flame, which means all the leverage is his now.

Dropped a punctuation mark and/or word, whoops.

“Who’re your three?” Jared asks that night, fingers running through Bryce’s hair as Bryce drowses beside him.

“I haven’t decided yet,” Bryce says. “Like, I’m going to put Vancouver on it, obviously, but it’s just going to be a flat out no from them.”

“I know,” Jared says.

“If they gave in they’d ask Vancouver for way too much in return and they’d say no,” Bryce says.

“I know,” Jared repeats.

Bryce blows out a breath. “I wanna go so bad,” he says. “I just—”

The scheming is underway.

“I trust you in absolutely everything,” Bryce says solemnly, which automatically puts Jared on guard.

“Except?” Jared says.

“Be patient with me during the negotiations?” Bryce says.

Dave’s now involved in the scheming.

“Are you going to be booed the next time you play in the Saddledome?” Jared says.

Bryce smiles, and Jared doesn’t care if that means Bryce is playing further from him, that they may give up the apartment that’s felt like home since Jared was seventeen. He doesn’t care. Bryce smiled.

Jared really would light the Saddledome on fire for him. And not figuratively speaking.

137. Culmination

It’s all of twenty four hours after Summers comes to town that Bryce literally comes jogging in the door, yelling, “J?” like Jared isn’t sitting on the couch ten feet away from him half-watching the news. One nice thing about living in Vancouver is he doesn’t have to listen to the fucking UCP. “J, turn off your phone.”

He ran the entire way home. It was not a long run — partly due to distance, partly due to speed. He wanted Jared to hear it from him, especially if the ‘Bryce Marcus to Tampa’ came separate from the follow up ‘and then to Vancouver’.

“Your phone was about to go crazy and I need to tell you this before someone else does,” Bryce says, kneeling in front of him like he did last night, clean pressed suit and earnest eyes. “I’ve gotta sign papers still but—”

Practically a proposal, which is fitting because Bryce just did everything in his power to be where Jared was. And yes, it’s his hometown, and his childhood team, and his mom’s there, but he would have done it wherever Jared was (would have been easier to swing, in fact, were they not divisional opponents)

“Please tell me it’s a Western Conference team,” Jared says.

“It is,” Bryce says.

“If it’s Edmonton I’m going to be—” Jared says.

Bryce kisses him. “Shut up for a second,” he says.

Jared scowls, but does.

He knows your proposal derailing ways, Matheson.

“Three teams on my list,” Bryce says. “They picked one of them.”

“They would have to if you’ve been traded, unless you waived your NTC,” Jared says. “You know I know all of this, stop being all weird and cryptic and—”

Jared let him explain his and Dave’s plan to you, he wants you to be proud of his scheming!!!

“Tampa’s over the cap,” Bryce says. “And they were desperate to shed salary so they could re-sign Tanner before someone bit and offer-sheeted him and they gave Calgary Schlitz and Barbieri and a second for me.”

Dear RL NHL GMs: use more offer sheets, you utter cowards!!!

So, deal wise, Tampa comes out of this very nicely. They get cap space they needed, they shed good but too expensive players, and they trade a second for a first (from Vancouver when they flip Bryce), and a goalie prospect when they don’t have anyone particularly promising in the prospect pool.

Calgary gets a decent if not terrific haul from Tampa, and it looks like an okay if not great deal for them, but understandable given the short trade list. Until, well. The second flip. Then they look like dupes.

“Tampa can’t afford to keep me,” Bryce says. “Which is why Vancouver offered Tampa a first, a third, and a goalie prospect because Summers told Foster, strictly off the record, I’d re-sign in a heartbeat when my term was up and I’d give them a significant hometown discount when I did as long as my husband was still in the Canucks line-up when that time came. Do not fucking tell anyone that last part, not even your parents or my mom.”

Obviously Vancouver is over the moon about getting Bryce. Hometown hero, on a sweetheart deal for two more years, going to sign for cheap as long as Jared’s by his side.

Dave Summers was in violation of NHL rules and ethics for conveying that message to Vancouver and we should all tsk and shake our heads. (But we’re not gonna)

Jared beams at Bryce.

Bryce beams back.

This is what we’re doing instead.

“I can’t believe I made you this Machiavellian,” Jared says.

He’s so proud.

He IS so proud of your scheming, Bryce!

“They weren’t really — big on moving me at first,” Bryce says. “Like, even with the media shit and all, I’m on a deal that was pretty normal then but cheap now and they figured my play was back on track so like, may as well wait, see if they could get more for me next season at the trade deadline or throw me at someone before I was a UFA. So I maybe like, held out until my NTC kicked in and then mentioned that my trade value was higher right now because I hadn’t come out yet and I was considering it.”

This isn’t technically against rules or ethics because ‘player wants to come out’ is legally protected, at least in Canada, but you know, it's probably not morally in the clear. But I think weaponizing your sexuality against bosses who have been absolute shits about it falls under ‘they have it coming’ branch of ethics, ie: karma’s a bitch and so am I.

“You’re not considering it,” Jared says. If Bryce was even remotely considering it, Jared would have caught on.

Bryce shakes his head. “Not to media,” he says.

Famous last words, though that shoe won’t drop for a year and a half.

They're both smiling too hard for the kiss to be any good but Jared doesn't give a fuck, he hauls him in, tastes Bryce’s smile against his own, feeling like he can breathe easily for the first time in months.

All of Jared’s favourite kisses with Bryce are objectively bad because they all involve them both beaming their faces off and I love that, especially since Jared isn’t much of a grinner. (Bryce increasingly is, especially after moving to Vancouver, but Jared mentions Bryce grinning so much you’d think he has a perma-grin — he doesn’t, except around Jared.)

As much as ‘actually on the same team now’ calls for some terrific celebratory sex, it’s going to have to wait. Bryce has papers to sign. They have people to talk to. They are grown ass adults who cannot have celebratory sex.

Maturity is so boring.

“Foster wants to talk to you?” Bryce says.

Jared takes the phone.

“Hi Jared,” Foster says.

There’s a bit of a laugh in Brian’s voice right there because he’s been gleefully laughing to himself all day. He did absolutely nothing to earn this deal that makes him look like a genius except be a stand up guy and I am delighted for him.

“You tell Bryce he has the biggest brass balls I’ve ever seen,” his dad says.

This is the most Don has ever liked Bryce. And really the moment Don puts down the Flames fandom. He doesn’t know what was involved, but he suspected it was complicated, and that Bryce did some shit, and that he did that shit so he could be with his son, and Don can’t not admire that. (Also the brass balls.)

“How’d he keep this a secret?” Elaine says, now sounding completely incredulous.

Bryce is way better at keeping secrets than Jared or Elaine. But only if he considers the secrets GOOD secrets. Like ‘I want to marry you, I bought a ring’ — hidden for months. ‘I have been setting up a charity’ — four months of steady work before he felt confident letting Jared know about it. And some of that is Jared being oblivious, but Bryce is perfectly good at hiding something he considers a surprise rather than a secret.

He’s got a next text when he gets off the phone with her, Stephen has not stopped laughing since we found out. Legit is going to make himself puke. Imagine you’re slammed right now but give us a call when you get a minute?

Stephen is DELIGHTED by this. Gabe’s a little concerned honestly, the dude is puce coloured at this point.

“They’re going to boo you,” Jared says.

“I know,” Bryce says.

“Not just the first time,” Jared says. “They’re probably going to do it for years. They might do it for the rest of your career.”

Bryce shrugs. “I know.”

A lot of Bryce’s complete and utter exhaustion in the run up to this deal involved him coming to terms with and making peace with that fact; that he was going to leave Calgary on poor terms, that he was going to get a boo from the crowd rather than a tribute video and a standing ovation. And this was going to happen no matter where he went, but yes, going to Vancouver significantly upped the chances of that happening for the rest of his career.

Bryce shrugs again. “It’s going to suck,” he says. “I’m probably going to feel like shit. But like. I get to play for my hometown team, and live with you all year round, and be near my mom and my grandparents and it’s like — it’s worth it, so. Whatever I have to deal with, I’ll deal with. Plus like, it’s nice knowing going in that it won’t be a shitty room. Because if it was a shitty room you would have bitched about it. Hell, you bitched about the Oilers’ room being nice.”

How dare Darryl Rogers exist, being friendly and supportive to rookies.

“Well,” Jared says. Fair. Stupid Darryl Rogers being a nice guy and welcoming him kindly.

Literally Jared, tho.

“Dmitry—”

“Sounds like a totally normal dude, you just hate everyone,” Bryce says.

This is also probably fair.

“He pied my face,” Jared says. “Twice.”

“On your birthday,” Bryce says. “With shaving cream. Which is a tradition.”

“He pied my face,” Jared mutters.

God I love Jared.

“Want to rail me in your Canucks jersey?” Bryce asks.

I would suggest against this for purely Pavlovian reasons, but you do you boys.

Canucks blue really brings out Bryce’s eyes. It’s like, stunning, how beautiful they look.

“Less talk about my eyes, more getting your dick in me,” Bryce says.

The ONE time Jared tries to be romantic.

“Look at me?” Jared says, and when Bryce does, his eyes are so fucking blue.

“Vancouver,” Jared says, and tastes the grin that spills across Bryce’s face in response.

They did it!!! Took 137 parts, but they made it to the same place!

#liveblogging the end

[aesterblaster]

Ik you said to send hot takes but what about your hot takes 👀👀

NYAHAHAHA THANKS FOR ASKING

*clears throat*

IsagiRin as a ship just doesn't work for me. Odk why just. Sorry I can NOT see your vision bestie. Half of the Blue Lock ships don't work for me especially when centered around Isagi because that boy switches side characters like they're pairs of shoes. In Blue Lock one or two sus or even sweet moments doesn't really amount to much to me because everyone has them here. That doesn't automatically mean date on a riverside resturant. On the other hand I totally could see Bachira x Isagi but I just think of them as really close friends because that's what gives me the most comfort being as some of the people who really saved my life were friends. I think it would be better if Bachira had a friend first and focused on himself before getting into any big relationship. Idk I guess that's more of a personal preferance

SPEAKING OF, I hate people who write Blue Lock smut w a burning passion. I'm not even gonna hit the whole iTS IMMorAL train it just usually sucks all the fun and personality out of the chosen character and is just trying to be as gross ans shocking as possible and twist them into somehow being pervs just bc they get all hyperactive when they play soccer. Like GET THERAPY. Half the time I go to the bllk tag im just scrolling like HE WOULD NOT FUCKING SAY THAT.

The anime gets a lot of slack but like... It's very difficult to transfer things from one medium to the other especially things as philisophical as Blue Lock

Fandom interpretations of Shidou are usually weirdly ooc because they wittle him down to like how cray cray he is or whatever and completely ignore for example, his respect for people who are also creative and out of the box or his ability to deal with lonliness and being othered by everyone

Characters that shouldn't be hated nearly as much as they are: NOA NOEL. You heard it here folks. I genuinely believe he's just trying his best and honestly most coaches would've asked to drop half the player he has to deal with by now like cmon you got an emo gymrat who was forced to become like you, you got a playee whos EYESIGHT IS FAILING but will literally start falling apart if you bench him, you got..kaiser and his lapdog ass cronie who dont listen to your plans at all, you got an entire rift between new and old players. Like how do you even fix that when you can't send people home (i think)? He gives good advice sometimes ngl and they're winning games so like...

Cont. Sure he isn't as funny or amusing to read as Lavinho or Chris and he isn't as open as Snuffy but DAMN IT he's doing his job ok? And all the dad son moments between him and Isagi are to die for.

Naruhayas little miniarc is honestly has the saddest backstory implications to me. THERE I SAID IT. Rin's is indeed tragic and heartwrenching but can be fixed, he can move on and heal if he so chooses. Bachira...ok nvm bachira's ties with it. Hiori's is an absolute tear jerker but he is still in Blue Lock. He still has some time to grow. Naruhaya? There's nothing that could be done to fix his position or bring him up or cut him from the weights dragging him down. We see so many characters in the Blue Lock universe rise from their poverty through soccer but DAMN IT NARUHAYA EXISTED TO SHOW THAT THAT IS A LUCKY AND FEW 2 PERCENT. HE PROBABLY HAD TO GIVE UP ON EVERY SINGLE ONE OF HIS DREAMS JUST TO SUPPORT THE VERY FAMILY HE LOVES SO MUCH. HIS PARENTS LITERALLY DIED. DO YOU UNDERSTAND? BACHIRA STILL HAS HIS MOM, RIN AT LEAST HAS HOPES OF RECONCILING WITH HIS BROTHER AND HIORI MIGHT ONE DAY SAFELY CUT HIS PARENTS OFF BUT HIS ARE IMPLIED TO BE GOOD PEOPLE JUST..STRAIGHT UP DEAD. AND THE WAY HE STOLE FOOD ALL THE TIME???? IM GOING INSANE.

Ok thats all for now LMAO

#blue lock #bllk #asks #blue lock manga #yeah.

[anniesocsandgeneralstore]

some rhett aus I’ve yet to mention/discuss cause the world doesn’t seem ready for them

baseball player!rhett

nature photographer!rhett

thief!rhett (but make it medieval, Robin Hood style)

single dad!rhett

in one or multiple of these is Tess a single mom?? Who’s to say…(I am. She is. I eat that shit up I’m sorry.)

I just needed to get this off my creative chest. If you wanna chat about any of these I BEG you to hop in my DMs or just send in an ask and I will give literally all the details cause I have no self control.

#the ideas are ideaing #rhett abbott #rhett abbott x oc #rhett abbott x tessa abernathy #rhett abbott au #listen I had my whole day ruined by a comment #let me indulge in my silly little aus for a bit

[steddielations]

Steddie Headcanons from my Inbox

* At the first DnD game after they started dating Eddie sat on Steve’s lap the entire time behind his DM board. And at first Dustin was happy that Steve finally came to a DnD game but then got annoyed because Steve kept flirting with Eddie and distracting him - Anonymous

* Henderdads HC: 1) upon learning that Steve and Eddie are together Dustin screamed "it's the coolest thing ever!" throwing his hands in the air. 2) Dustin forced Eddie to have a radio on him at any times. 3) Steve tried DnD once and was failing on purpose, begging Eddie to be knocked unconscious - but all the constitution checks came up too high, to Eddie's endless amusement. 4) Dustin lies about not having breakfast yet, like a cat would, receiving two breakfasts, one from each dad. 5) Steve got into being a malewife so much, he planted a whole ass flowerbed in front of the trailer - Anonymous

* Movie nights are big with these three. Dustin keeps trying to slip R rated movies into the VHS player, but Steve always catches him in the act.

Steve sometimes gets nightmares about the Upside Down (and Vecna), and he goes into sleep paralysis a lot. It scares the shit out of Eddie whenever Steve is staying the night at his trailer and he can't get his boyfriend to wake up. It doesn't help that Steve's eyes will sometimes roll back into his head when he's in paralysis.

Eddie hates thunderstorms, so whenever there's a storm, either Dustin or Steve will make sure to be there for him. Sometimes, though, neither of them can be, so Max brings it on herself to comfort a hyperventilating Eddie during the downpour - Anonymous *

* eddie and steve giving dustin advice on how to talk to girls, and them being really surprised when eddie actually knows more than steve bc girls feel comfortable talking to him cuz he’s gay

literally just man bun eddie and steve going crazy for it

eddie being rly possesive and loving when steve steals his shirts

them getting high together bc eddie’s the town pot dealer

steve asking eddie about the bandana in his pocket and that leading to their first kiss and the first time steve ‘spent the night at eddie’s’

steve defending eddie when he gets in fights for being gay bc eddie is a softie (and also traumatized) and can’t fight

eddie and steve telling dustin they’re dating and dustin just being like “ok. i kinda already knew.”

eddie, despite being a terrible role model, also doing his best to guide dustin - anonymous *

* eddie offers to cut steves hair and eventually steve caves but when eddie almost nicks steves ear hes like "NEVER AGAIN MUNSON!" and doesnt let eddie anywhere near his perfectly hair sprayed hair - @amirahiddleston

* steve is the malewife that cooks at home, eddie is the girlboss that earns money w his music, dustin is their unruly kid send ask - Anonymous

* given dustin's history w meddling with steve's love life he would TOTALLY Oster him about eddie once he sees the way they look at each other. parent trap au to boot - Anonymous

* eddie sketches and doodles constantly, aaaaand he’s really good at it ok. Like reeeealllly good. in the mornings while steve is sleeping eddie will sit and draw him. he literally has a sketchbook full of sleeping stevie tangled in bedsheets. steve doesn’t know about this (eddie drawing him—he knows eddie sketches here and there) until he finds eddie’s sketchbook between the bed and the bedside table when making the bed. (bonus au headcanon: had titantic come out in the 80s there would definitely be some teasing from steve when eddie got home;; steve is on the couch, elbow resting on the armrest, “paint me like one of your french gurls~” he would tell eddie and then giggle when eddie pounces on him) 😎👍🏻 - @flannelinsecurities

* i'm not saying they both have a hair pulling kink, but they both definitely have a hair pulling kink. eddie also just likes having his hair played with. he's one of those people who turns to mush when someone runs their hands through his hair, or twirls his hair around their finger. he lets nancy and robin do all sorts of stupid braided hairstyles on him because he just loves having his hair touched and played with. nancy actually trials hairstyles she wants to wear on herself on eddie's hair first - @steddieharrington

* Eddie is absolutely the dad to spoil his and Steve's child (Dustin) rotten. Takes him out for ice cream, to the movies, buys him extra snacks when they're all out shopping... name any way Eddie could spoil Dustin, he does it. Steve spoils Dustin too, but instead of taking him out to places, he spends time with Dustin at one of their houses. Listening to Dustin's stories, playing games with him, jamming out to music, and sometimes, if the weather is good, out on a drive to nowhere in particular, just to give Dustin a bit of fresh air and sunshine - Anonymous

* eddie sees a polaroid of steve and robin at scoops ahoy (the one where keery is sitting on the countertop) and tells robin he’s never talking to her again because she had been withholding this treasure from him and then he asks steve if he still has the uniform

• steve slips batteries in dustin’s coat pockets when it’s hanging on the back of a chair while the party is together. steve always puts a great value pack of them in dustin’s stocking at christmas. he also keeps just a ziplock bag of batteries in his glove department.

• you know how some families do matching gifts for the holidays? like pajama sets and slippers or some shit? not steve. steve got them all brand new walkies. he also labeled them all with their names. he labeled dustin’s as ‘dusty bun’ for laffs. (everyone’s had their nickname on it, because they’re all 12). eddie wrote over steve’s label ‘pretty boy’

• for father’s day dustin gives steve a 6 month pass to a local gym that teaches self defense lessons - @flannelinsecurities

* Steve and Eddie are in their mid-fifties and they use Spotify religiously. Steve has a tendency to stay logged into his account, which Eddie then takes liberty to sneak several metal songs into Steve's Playlists.

Steve and Eddie move away to a big city, like Boston. Steve buys storefront property for Eddie so that he can open up his own gaming store. Once a year Eddie will hold a four day Hellfire weekend event and invite the old Hawkins gang around so that they can play DnD and reminisce about the old days. Possibly, leaving out the Upside Down, because they don't want to bring back the not so great memories.

And finally, Steve and Eddie invite Dustin, his partner and the brood of kids around to celebrate Christmas and the New Year together as a big family. They do this yearly, even after all the kids are grown and have their own families. I imagine Dustin has like three kids because he didn't want an only child family again - @anaxibiaclark

* Dustin totally brags about being the one to get them together but in reality he was probs the last one to know in the group purely because being fruity just;; didnt occur to him when rationalising their behaviour

Dustin and Eddie would so team up to scare Steve, because they find his reactions funny, until they realise the negative affect that them scaring him was doing- eg more panic attacks, paranoia, insomnia etc and collectively go oh shit

Dustin would find Eddie's handcuffs and be like: Cool what are these for? Magic tricks? Cue Eddie cackling and Steve bright red making sure his sleeves are pulled down @that-bitttch *

* my steddie + dustin, or really just steddie parents, hc is that eddie is the go-to comfort parent and steve is the go to fix it parent.

eddie is always shown like touching someone or leaning against something in canon and i firmly believe he gives the BEST comfort cuddles to his kids. just silence and them sitting on eddie’s lap while they watch reruns of their favorite show.

and for steve, he’s so action based when it comes to his affection, i think, you know he’s always driving dustin here, picking mike there, etc etc. so i think that if one of his kiddos (biological or not) has a problem they instantly go to him without any doubt that he can either fix it right then and there or give really good advice on a long term solution - @incognito-lezbean *

* Headcanon. When gay marriage is legalised they're both so excited just turn to each other and immediately propose. I do also think they'd have a little 'wedding' before it was legalised. They just wanted to be husbands - Anonymous

* okay one hc from me bc i kinda wanna write this: when steve realized he wanted to propose to eddie, he asked for wayne's permission first and it was before they could get married legally, but they still had a small unofficial ceremony with all their friends and they both had dustin as their best man - Anonymous

* Eddie is a cuddler. Sometimes he and Steve will share a bed, and Steve will wake up with Eddie's face in his neck and legs around his waist. Steve doesn't complain though, he likes the physical affection.

Steve can't sew for shit, but he's really good at drawing and cooking, so he'll draw Dustin and Eddie pictures, and make them food if they're too tired from doing whatever to make themselves something to eat.

Eddie paints, so he'll paint in the drawings that Steve gives him. He'll do the same to Dustin's, if the little dude requests.

Eddie made Steve a Hellfire t-shirt one day, and Steve nearly cried, because he knew how important the club was to Eddie, so to have something from said club meant a lot to Steve.

When Eddie was in the hospital because of his bat injuries (because Eddie didn't die, idk what ppl are talking about), Steve went out of his way to learn D&D lore, and learn about Eddie's favorite bands and songs. So when Eddie came back, he had someone to infodump to, who could appreciate what Eddie was saying.

Autistic Eddie, ADHD Dustin and Steve. They all have major PTSD, understandbly so.

Steve sometimes goes into a disassociative episode whenever the lights start flickering for whatever reason, and everytime he does, it scares the shit out of Dustin and Eddie - Anonymous *

#THANK YALL SO MUCH FOR SENDING THESE MY HEART IS SO FULL #these are all so good it’s literally free serotonin reading through them #steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie headcanons #dustin henderson #stranger things #stranger things 4 #steveddie #henderfam #henderdads

[eddiescorrodedcoffin86]

Rock The Night

Your boyfriend sends you on his deal

Part 2: Bad Medicine

Eddie Munson Masterlist

Minors go away I’ll kick you in the forehead. Boyfriend and Reader are Eddie's age. Smut. Cheeky Eddie, flirty Eddie, gentleman Eddie. Fingering. Unprotected p in v sex (stay safe, babes). Brief oral (vaginal). Choking. Eddie’s a biter no one can convince me otherwise. Licking to sub for biting. But still biting cause Eddie is so unhinged he'd bite anyway. Cheating. Dacryphilia. So much dirty talk. AFAB Reader. He calls you sweetheart. Overstimulation. I don't think there's pronouns actually used but he calls you descriptive pet names like gorgeous and pretty thing and the reader has a momentary feminine description of their outfit. Very slight orgasm denial. He degrades your boyfriend literally the whole time so I guess you could say its a kink(?). Drugs (Be responsible) if you know me and you see this no you don’t 🔫🧍🏻‍♀️

Your boyfriend Charles was… anything but a boyfriend, really. He’d been fine in the beginning, not perfect but good enough considering you didn’t have much to compare it to. You’d met him in middle school, he’d given you a flower because it was “as pretty as you” and the two of you had been pretty much attached at the hip since then.

When you got into highschool and he moved up on the food chain, he took you with him, despite your actual disdain for the popular crowd and lack of appearances, you were well known simply because of your relationship with the basketball player. After graduation, despite his drastic change of character, the two of you stayed together and Charles got a job at his dad's company, go figure, and the two of you moved in together a year after graduation. You thought after graduation he'd propose, had actually prepared for it the day he called the house, telling you to get dressed nice because he was taking you out to celebrate 'a surprise' as he'd called it. his 'surprise' was a Pontiac Fiero GT, for himself, that you weren't allowed to drive. Ever.

You thought were going to explode that night, you sat in that stupid restaurant on the edge of town, tapping your heel as you clenched your jaw, and Charles didn't take a single hint that you were pissed specifically at him. Not even when you made him sleep on the couch, he'd muttered something about you PMSing and then grabbed his pillow and a blanket from the closet before going to sleep on the couch.

Eddie Munson was, in every way, completely different from Charles. Where Charles was short and gruff and was an exact replica of his father, void of any true emotion, Eddie was... loud, eccentric, goofy, flirty, and he always had that wide grin on his face. Eddie made his differences from Charles very obvious on the rare occasion he would see you in public without him, though your interactions were brief he made the most of them, and you found yourself looking forward to seeing him on the street, he could turn even that into a wonderful experience.

He toned it down when Charles would bring you to deals, of course, but you could tell by the way his shoulders squared and his jaw tensed when you would tell Charles you were cold and he'd respond with 'shoulda brought a jacket' instead of doing the boyfriend thing and giving you his. Then there were the times he'd bring you, but Eddie would hear the car turn off, in the dead of winter, and hear Charles' keys jingling in his pocket when he walked his stupid ass into Eddie's trailer, warm thanks to the space heaters placed throughout it. He would try to make those deals go by faster.

What pissed you off more, was that Eddie had let a 'sweetheart' slip once, and instead of asking Eddie what it was about, he asked you when you'd made it back to the car, resulting in an argument that ended with you sleeping at your mother's house for a few days. The next time you saw Eddie without Charles, he'd profusely apologized, which only progressed when you told him it was fine but to not let it happen again because you'd been blamed for it.

Charles' "worry" about Eddie didn't last long, he saw Eddie the same way everyone else thought of him, and it made your blood boil because Eddie was anything but those things, and assumed that you could never possibly like someone like that. Boy was he wrong. Eddie had begun to plague your thoughts constantly ever since Charles started bringing you with him to deals, all you could think about was the rings on his fingers, the way his fingers curled around his lunchbox, his wrists, his arms, his tattoos which were only on display when he took his jacket off, and you were sure he'd started doing that on purpose because he'd started taking it off when it was like 67 degrees outside, you were completely infatuated with Eddie Munson and everything about him. You had to bite your lip most of the time during sex with Charles so you wouldn't moan out Eddie's name, your brain almost completely replacing the man who was actually inside you.

Which is why, when Charles told you that he had to go to a business dinner with his dad and he needed you to go pick up his stuff from Eddie at his trailer, you thought your chest was gonna burst, stuttering out an 'okay' as Charles got dressed for work that morning. He'd gave you a heavy sigh, thinking your response was hesitation as he explained "look I know he's a freak but I need you to do this, not whine about it" before leaving for work without another word.

You'd spent the first half of the day trying to figure out what the hell to wear, eventually deciding on a knitted blue and white mini dress, white gogo boots, and a white headband to push your hair back.

When you got to Eddie's trailer you sat in your second-hand car, Charles' old car, and stared at it for about five minutes before going to the door, straightening your dress before knocking on the door. After a moment you heard slight stomps, like someone was jogging, and then door yanked open, revealing the ever-gorgeous Eddie Munson in his signature Hellfire shirt, you wondered if he had several of them or if he just washed one and wore it almost every day.

"L/N." Eddie blinked rapidly and looked behind you. "Charles not coming?" He asked, his eyes running over your dress as he stepped aside to let you in, he just barely see your underwear if he looked hard enough, he wondered if you did that on purpose, if you did any of the things you did to him on purpose, though he doubted it, a guy could dream, though. And dream he will.

"No. He's got a business thing with his dad and i'm sure he'll go out for a drink regardless of the outcome so he sent me." Eddie let out a scoff at that and mumbled somethign you couldn't quite understand, but you didn't question him. "Sorry about the mess, by the way." You hadn't even noticed he was picking up cans and cigarette packs, too focused on the mug and hat collection on the walls. "Maid took the week off." You laughed softly and shook your head. "It's fine."

"Alright, the stuff's back in my room, you can stay here, of course." He shook his head. "I'll go get it." He turned but stopped when you spoke up. "Can I have a tour?" His head spun so fast you thought you heard his neck snap. "What?" He chuckled softly. "A tour?" You nodded. "Alright... its not much. This is the living room/kitchen/dining room. on that end is my uncle's room, he works at the plant, and this way is the bathroom and my room." He motioned as he started walking.

You'd always wondered what Eddie's bedroom looked like, and it was better than anything you could have imagined, Eddie went to his closet as you gazed around his room, taking in all the posters he had on his walls and the clutter on every flat surface and a beautiful guitar hung against a mi- are those handcuffs? Those are definitely handcuffs. You were walking over to the chains before you even registered it, your feet moving over and your hand reaching out to touch them.

"Ahem." You yelped and spun around, knocking into the wall when you realized how close Eddie was, holding out a pill bottle that had several baggies crammed inside, one contained what you knew was Charles' cocaine, one had three blue pills, one had two heartshaped pills, and the largest contained weed. "Keep this hidden in that pretty little purse of yours." He winked. You nodded a little and reached out, taking the bottle and handing him the money from inside your bra, watching as his eyes widened, glued to your chest. You'd done this before, on the few occasions you had to pay for Charles' drugs because he 'accidentally forgot his wallet', but Charles was always around so he was never allowed to look, not that he was now, but you weren't stopping him, and he was close enough now that he could see what color and material your bra was, white lace.

"Thanks, Munson." You said softly, swallowing thickly when his creamy fingers slid over yours when he took the money, that was definitely on purpose. "No need to thank me, sweetheart." He licked his lips and cleared his throat again as he straightened up. "So, what do you say, since the ol' ball and chain won't be back for a while, we smoke before you go?" He raised a brow.

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Now, here you are, laughing wildly while Eddie tried to tug your boot off. "Eddie! Ow!!" You laughed. "You have to unzip it!" You wiggled around on the bed, Eddie standing beside it and holding your ankle. "Not to mention you're just tugging on my leg!" You laughed.

Eddie looked at his hands, laughing with you, his hands were wrapped around the top of your ankle, and the heel of your foot, but the placement of his fingers and his grip had him pulling your leg instead of the leathery material. You'd already smoked one blunt by now, a second one lit but only having a few hits off of it. "Well why didn't you say that?!" "Because it's a shoe! I shouldn't have to tell you to undo it!" You laughed, yelping as he flipped your leg over and slid the zipper down your leg. You could feel the heat in your chest and neck as he slid it off, your other boot following before he was laying beside you on the bed, Van Halen playing from the stereo in his room as he took the blunt when you handed it over. "Do your feet ever hurt after wearing those damn things all day?" Eddie chuckled softly. "You were.. always wearing them in highschool if I remember properly." Which he was, he thought about you and those damn boots all through school.

"Wait." You laughed softly. "If you remember properly?" You leaned up on one elbow and looked down at him curiously, watching his cheeks flush as a smirk quirked at your lips. "Yeah." He shrugged casually. You laughed softly and licked your lips. ".... Charles never asked me if my feet hurt... or took my shoes off for me." You didn't mean to say that out loud, Jesus what kind of weed did Eddie keep to himself? This was.. good stuff.

"Yeah? That's cause Charles is a fucking dick." Eddie huffed, shaking his head as he passed the blunt back to you. You laughed and nodded quickly. "You're telling me." You hit the blunt a couple times. "I've had, like, one orgasm with the guy, and it was because I was doing most of the work." You scoffed before widening your eyes and looking at him quickly.

"Don't ever repeat that, Munson. Oh my god i can't believe I said that." You covered your face in embarrassment. "Wait... you're serious? He's never made you.." his eyes trailed down to your crotch, your own legs twisted together, the expanse of your thighs tantalizing him from under the blue knitted string.

"No. He hasn't, okay? Can we not talk about it? It's embarrassing." Eddie scoffed. "It's fucking criminal is what it is." He shook his head. "Haven't you guys been together for, like, ever?" He shook his head in bewilderment.

"Ughhhhh Eddie can you please shut up?" You laughed softly, shaking your head as Eddie joined in. "Why? It's the truth... someone as gorgeous as you... you deserve to have multiple orgasms a day." He scoffed. "You can't say that Mun-" "I'm serious." He interrupted, lifting up and taking the blunt from you to put it out. The joking tone was gone from his voice as he settled to look down at you again, his eyes running over the expanse of your body.

“He should be killing himself to give you two a day. At the very least. And that’s the bare minimum, sweetheart. He doesn’t do anything a boyfriend should do.” Eddie licked his lips, his hand inching closer to you. “If you were mine…” he scoffed a little. “I’d have you crying at least once a day from how good I’d fuck you..”

When you shuddered, Eddie let out a soft chuckle. "I bet you'd like that.." He said softly. "Wouldn't you?" He licked his lips slowly. "I bet you'd look so pretty." You could only describe the sound that came from his throat as a desperate groan. "Full of my cum... tears streaming down this pretty face and filling those pretty eyes.." He whispered, seemingly lost in his own thoughts.

"Eddie... you can't.. just say things like that." "Who said I'm just sayin' 'em?" He raised a brow, sliding closer to you and gently laying his hand on your hip. "Look... I wanna try something, and if you don't like it, you can leave and we'll pretend it never happened." He swallowed thickly.

You hesitated before giving him a soft nod, and then his lips were on yours. He started gentle, slow, his lips just pressed to yours, until he went to pull away and you were chasing him. "I didn't say stop, Munson." You mumbled softly. Eddie looked at you with a slight shocked expression for a moment before his lips were immediately pressed to yours again, only this time with a lot more urgency, his hand gripping your hip tighter as he rolled on top of you, groaning happily. "Fuck you're... so hot." He chuckled, looking down at you as he hovered above you. "Can I take your dress off?"

You didn't hesitate to nod. "Yes. Please." He grinned and gently sat you up, grabbing the hem of the dress and pulling it off, laying you back again and letting his eyes run over every smooth curve of your body, is hands sliding over the smooth flesh of your torso before gently squeezing your lace-clad breasts. "Dreamed about these..." he mumbled softly. "You put your money there on purpose?" He asked, looking down at you as you bit your lip, giving him a coy smile. "I don't know what you're talking about, it's a safe place to put anything." You teased lightly.

"Right, and the fact that it's, like, the hottest thing on the planet is a coincidence?" He teased as you giggled. "Completely and totally." You bit your lip happily as Eddie chuckled, kissing him back when he leaned down and pressed your lips together, you didnt even realize he was reaching under you to get your bra off until he was sliding it off of you and tossing it somewhere in his room. "Really? I'm, like, never gonna find that again! This place is a wreck!" You laughed.

"You make one less bra sound like a bad thing." "I won't be able to keep my money there." "I'll find it later." He chuckled, pulling his shirt off and kissing you, sliding his hand over the front of your panties slowly, massaging you through them, grinning a bit. "Already so wet, all I've done is feel you up and kiss you a little. You that needy, baby?"

You whined softly, nodding as Eddie kissed and licked lightly at your neck, licking to substitute for wanting to bite and suck on your neck. "He should have the title man revoked from him." Eddie scoffed, degrading your boyfriend as he massaged your pussy over your panties. "Leaving such a pretty, desperate thing like yourself unsatisfied." He shook his head. "Doesn't even seem like the type to hold you after."

You whined and shook your head quickly. "H-he's not, he-he just goes right to sleep." You moaned, ressing into his hand needily. Eddie scoffed and shook his head, licking his lips slowly. "When he falls asleep... do you go the bathroom and give your pretty little pussy what it deserves?" He purred, an underlying condescending tone in his voice that had your blood rushing through your veins. "Or do you just do it right there next to him?" He hummed, his teeth sliding along your jaw slowly as you shuddered, giving him a weak nod, a yes to both questions.

"Yeah? What do you think about?" He whispered, sliding his hand into your panties and his fingers through your folds, moaning when he felt how wet you were. "Fuck..." he whispered. "What has got you so wet, hm?" He whispered softly, tilting his head as he looked down at you, following your eyes over to the handcuffs on his wall, chuckling softly. "Mm.. another time." He looked back at you.

"Another time?" You asked, hopeful. "Mhm.. if you wanna." Eddie grinned at your frantic nodding. "Now, I believe I asked you a question." He teased. You hesitated, shifting a little and biting your lip before responding. "I... I think about you." Quiet enough that you almost didin't hear yourself, but Eddie did, and it had him going feral.

"Fuck.. really?" He asked, his fingers circling your clit slowly as you nodded, moaning and dropping your head back as you bit your lip lightly. “Yeah. Most of the time I have to think about you to even get there.. but he’s usually cumming and stopping right before I get there.” You pouted.

“Aww poor baby.” Eddie shook his head. “A real man would fuck you despite the overstimulation.” He huffed. “Especially if he came first. Though, a gentleman never does.” He licked along the side of your jaw and went to say something else but you beat him to it. “And you’re a gentleman…” you said it softly, like it was some giant revelation that would change the world, and it would, your world, anyway.

“Exactly.” Eddie laughed softly and kissed you as two fingers slid inside you, when you gasped he slid his tongue against yours, the two of you moaning and pressing closer into the contact. He thrusted his fingers slowly at first, curling them up slightly while his thumb circled your clit. "A gentleman would lay you down... cover this gorgeous body of yours with marks.." he bit down on his lip, knowing he couldn't do that. "Or kisses." He pressed his fingers deeper into you, making you shudder as you closed your eyes.

"He'd make you cum at least once before even fucking you." He shook his head, hovering over you again before sliding down your body slowly, sliding your panties off and tearing his eyes from yours. "He'd definitely have to taste you." He mumbled before diving in and latching his lips around your clit, sucking gently as he tilted and curled his fingers until grazing your gspot, smirking when he brushed over it and heard you let out the prettiest squeak he'd ever heard. "E-Eddie."

Eddie hummed against you, closing his eyes as he sucked on your clit harder, thrusting his fingers harder against your gspot, sitting them there to massage it, your legs trembling as you already felt a knot start to build in your stomach, your walls fluttering around his fingers as he chuckled.

"Close already, baby?" He teased, pulling away long enoough to speak before he was diving back in, licking and sucking your clit as he continued massaging your gspot. "Y-yeah." You whimpered softly. "Can you hold? Just for a second, promise it'll feel even better, just hold off, I'll keep going, I'll let you know when you can cum, okay?"

You whimpered at the idea of not being able to cum for even longer, especially while it was staring you straight in the face, but you nodded anyway and curled your fingers in the sheets. "There ya go." He grinned and dove back in, sliding his tongue in with fingers occasionally, his tongue sliding around your stretched hole before it would dip it, curl, and then go back to your clit, spacing out how long it lasted each time, until he was sliding his fingers out, pushing his tongue in to replace them.

You gasped and looked down at him, met with his chocolate eyes peering up at you as his tongue curled and thrusted inside you. Eddie had a long tongue, and you swear you could feel it flattening and straightening inside you, curling when he flattened it. "J-jesus christ, Eddie." You dropped your head back when he started rubbing your clit, your moans getting louder as you started rocking your hips into his hand. "P-please, Eddie. I-I need to cum." You whined, looking back down at Eddie when you felt him chuckle against you.

When you looked at him his eyelids fluttered, turning his eyes from where they were focused on your clit, he didn't even have to say anything, giving you enough permission with the desperate look in his eyes to cum, he wanted you to cum as much as you wanted to. You moaned happily and dropped your head back again, your fingers curling in his hair, tugging lightly as you finally let yourself cum, moaning his name loudly as your legs curled up and wrapped around his shoulders, caging him against you as you shuddered.

Eddie slid up to your clit, easing you through your orgasm with light licks and sucks to the sensitive bud. When he felt your legs relax around him he slid up and kissed you deeply, groaning happily. "You sound so pretty when you cum~ how could he not want to hear that sound all the fucking time?" He groaned, reaching down to get his jeans and boxers off.

Once he had them off and tossed in the same direction his shirt and your bra had gone, he brought your legs around his waist. Despite everything your ears picked up, and recognized the song that was starting to play, a laugh fell from you at the irony, raising a brow. "She's So Heavy? Really?"

"It's a good song." Eddie shrugged and kissed your neck. "I can appreciate a good song." He smirked, sliding the tip of his cock through your folds slowly, licking his lips. "You sure you wanna do this? You can still back out." He said softly.

You raised a brow and scoffed. "I've had my clothes off for like 10 minutes, at the most, and you've already made me cum once, you're insane if you think I'm going to tell you to stop." A grin spread across his face and then he was kissing you again, holding your thigh with one hand while the other guided his cock into you.

"Fuck.." you whimpered, wrapping your arms around him and tugging him down onto you, nuzzling his neck as you shuddered at the stretch. "Aww, what's wrong?" Eddie cooed. "Big.." you blushed deeply, shuddering when his chuckle had him jumping inside you. "Oh, poor baby. You don't stand a chance, do you?" Eddie tsked, condescention leaking from every word as he looked down at you.

You shook your head immediately, looking up at Eddie as you shifted. "Please, Eddie.. need you to move." You begged, gripping his forearms from where they caged you in at your waist. "Why? You gonna start crying already, sweetheart?" He teased, smirking a little, but was moving his hips regardless, though much slower than you wanted, or needed, at the moment, each shallow thrust of his hips with accented with a whimper from you, trying to use your legs to push him deeper into you.

"Alright, alright." Eddie slid his arms underneath you and lifted you up, sliding one of his pillows under your waist before he was kissing you again, sliding all the way into you with a hard snap of his hips, pulling a soft cry from you. "Listen to that." He teased, "you are crying already." He kissed you deeply, pulling you close, he stayed buried inside you for a moment, kissing and licking along your neck as he started thrusting into you.

"God, Eddie." You moaned happily, tugging on his hair lightly, whimpering when he stopped you from rocking your hips, grabbing your hips tightly, making sure his grip was light enough to not leave any bruises as he straightened up to put some more power behind his thrusts, his hands moving from your hips to your waist, groaning softly.

"You feel so good, sweetheart." He purred softly. "So tight and warm around me~" he dropped his head back against his shoulders, hair sticking to his already sweaty skin. "Gonna take real good care of ya, I promise." He slid his hand up the front of your torso and gently wrapped his fingers around your throat, pressing just enough for you to know it was there, as he leaned down and pressed your lips together, starting to fuck you harder as you moaned, shuddering. "E-Eddie. Gotta cum, please, wanna cum." You whined, holding onto Eddie tightly, tears filling your eyes as the pressure built again. "Again? Already?" Eddie teased, snapping his hips sharply as you nodded.

"Mhm. Please, Eddie." You begged, looking up at him pleadingly as he hummed in thought. "I don't know... you looked very pretty when I made you wait last time." He smirked. "I think I might make you wait again." You whined and shook your head quickly. "No, please." You whimpered. "Please, Eddie, wanna cum." You begged, one of the tears slipping from your eye.

"I'll make a deal with you." He snapped your hips, pulling another cry from you. ".. you give me as many as you can and I'll let you cum whenever you want. Can you do that for me, pretty thing?" He asked softly, you were nodding before he even got the words out. "Yes. Yeah. i can. I totally can." You whined softly.

"Aww, thank you." Eddie cooed, leaning down and kissing you deeply. "Go ahead and cum whenever you want." He kissed down your neck. "I plan to pull as many from you as I possibly can." And with that promise you were cumming for a second time.

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You don't know how long you've been at it at this point, but you do know that you've had at least four orgasms, and Eddie twice after you swore to him that it was okay he cum inside you.

Eddie was basically laying on you at this point, gently wiping and kissing away tears as he ground as deep into you as he could. "Oh I was right~" Eddie purred, pressing deeper into you with a soft grunt. "You do look pretty crying on my cock." He kissed your neck, his slowly movements pulling weak moans from you, completely pliant with your ankles loosely wrapped around his thighs in a desperate attempt to keep him close to you.

"E-Eddie~ too much~" you whined softly, arching your back as you drug your nails into his shoulders gently. "Too much? Sweetheart, we're just getting started." Eddie smirked. "From now on... when he falls asleep.. I want you to call me while you touch yourself. Got it?" He raised a brow, watching you nod your head. "Tell me what I said." He responded, tilting his head a bit, when you didn't say anything he tsked and shook his head.

"Tell me. What I. Said." He repeated, snapping his hips with every pause. "Tell me or I'll stop." When he went to pull out you grabbed onto him tightly and sobbed. "No! Please." You whined. "Y-you said that when-when he falls asleep to-to call you while i touch myself." You dug your nails into his shoulder. "Please don't stopped." You cried.

"Aw... I was only teasing, Sweetheart." He smiled, wiping the tears from under your eyes, humming softly. "Like I would ever make you cry from being unsatisfied... oversatisfied maybe." He teased, snapping his hips to prove his point as you cried out.

As Eddie fucked into you, You could feel another orgasm coming on, your legs shaking and your walls fluttering around Eddie as his groans turned to desperate moans that he tried, and failed, to turn into groans. When you came, you were taking Eddie with you, your nails scratching down his back as he bit into your shoulder to try and cover the moan that left him as he filled you up, unable to pull out because of your grip. "Ah! Eddie!" You moaned loudly, tugging his head back. "You can't do that." "Sorry." Eddie gave you a grin that told you the exact opposite. "You're just so delicious." He leaned down and started licking where he bit, completely distracting you from your momentary anger and surprise.

By the time Eddie decided he was finished with you, you were breathing heavily, watching in complete awe as Eddie got up and went to get you a glass of water, a bag of chips, and a rag to clean you up. After he cleaned you up he helped you back into your clothes. "Told you I'd find it." He teased, putting your bra back on you as you laughed.

"I'm an adult y'know. I can clean and dress myself." You teased as he helped you put your dress and panties back on, and maybe you liked that he was getting you dressed and cleaning you up. "I know.. but this is aftercare, sweetheart. The lazy kind since I can't hold you." He teased, cupping your face in his hands and kissing you lightly. "Have a good time?" Lazy kind?

"Lazy kind? Eddie- you just- you came like... four times and then just... scurried off for water and food like it was nothing." Eddie shrugged a little. "Yeah, after you came like... eight. Think I almost made you squirt." He teased. "And you're asking if I had a good time?" You scoffed and shook your head, kissing him deeply. "I had an amazing time." You said softly, smiling when you felt him grin against your lips.

Once you got the feeling back in your legs, Eddie helped you get your boots on and then walked you to your car, and after making sure no one was peering out of their window, he planted a big fat kiss to your lips and opened your car door for you. "I expect that call." He smirked, winking as he closed your car door, watching you drive off before he went inside.

You couldn't find it in yourself to feel guilty for what happened, you had an amazing time, had amazing sex with eight amazing orgasms, Eddie was probably right about almost making you squirt, and to top it all off Eddie gave you free gummies he'd made, they were shaped as a sword and flail like on his shirt, which you thought was the cutest, or hottest, thing you'd ever seen. You were keeping the gummies to yourself.

It's not like Charles was trying to win any "partner of the year" trophies, so why should you? Whatever this thing you were starting with Eddie was, you knew one thing, you were ready for that phone call.

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Loved Dani and Jamie this ep! And Beard affectionately calling Jamie a beautiful dum dum and the friendly teasing about the reality show and Jamie proving his tactical smarts! And that Jamie gets permission from the whole team to go into prick mode and even then he isnt really he actually does know this better that them. Although Roy, some consistency with Jamie plz for the love of god. The whole string thing was very funny though

Dani and Jamie were real gems this week and I liked the callback to “Lust conquers all” and the playful way Jamie reacted to Beards teasing.

The whole “I don’t want people to think I’m a prick if I say it” part, that Jamie seems to be so wary to express his opinions that he needs to get permission first, is something I’m thinking about a lot last week. So sorry in advance for this very long bit of rambling lol

And to bring this other ask in, since it fits in so well:

Jamie trying to be a good boy and waiting to get permission from the whole team, hes come on so much and its giving me... ideas. The boy just wants to please and apparently now that means doing exactly what hes told even when he is literally vibrating wanting to do something

That made me think of Roy’s comment in “The Signal”, when he said that Ted fucked Jamie up. And even though I don’t agree with Roy’s assessment, since Jamie isn’t a prick at his core and it now shows how much more valuable he is as a team player, but I think Jamie’s caution to speak up could relate to Ted.

Specifically to how Jamie was sent away (or: how Jamie thinks that went down) and how he came back.

We know Jamie reacts well to positive reinforcement, so negative reinforcement probably is just as effective (or not "probably" since all his "dad" did was negative reinforcement that clearly left a mark).

And Jamie still doesn’t know why he was sent away so there might be that underlying anxiety of being rejected again when he is too open and honest with his opinions, which makes him wary to voice any opinion that could make him look like he is not a team player or not trying enough to be good (even if he may not be consciously aware of this)

Ted initially rejected Jamie when he asked to return to Richmond.

We don’t know what Ted told him, when he actually gave him a second chance, but we know he told Jamie in their initial conversation that Jamie burnt bridges, which I always figured was odd, since … that wasn’t the reason he got sent away. And what Jamie said in the interview the team watched in 1x10 wasn’t all that mean if you compare it to stuff he said before and the mean stuff was mostly about Ted and Roy specifically, like he even said that the team are all good lads. That never felt like burning bridges to me either.

Add to this that the last thing Jamie did before getting send away was trying to mend things and be a better teammate. He started the whole “Richmond till we die”-chant, ffs, so from Jamie's perspective he had just started to try being better when "Ted dumped him" :'(

That is not burning bridges, Ted!

And Jamie was very vulnerable with Ted when he asked if he could come back, talking about being depressed, bringing up his dad, and still got rejected.

So Jamie would probably think that his behaviour was the reason he got sent away in the first place, so now he tries hard not to give others reasons to reject him again.

And since Jamie always appears to be super confident and self assured, the others may not really be aware of his struggles and that he needs reassurance once in a while. :'(

So,

onto Roy …

I think Roy is still stuck with a lot of assumptions about Jamie based on Jamie’s behaviour in season 1 (like, Jamie being a prick at his core, calling him a fragile little bitch, primadonna etc.), and has a tough time reconciling his assumptions of Jamie with who Jamie actually is at his core. He is slowly making progress in changing his perception, but it feels a lot like he makes one step forward, two steps back, as if he is actively trying to keep a distance lest he catches a feeling.

(To be fair, it took Keeley until the bantr-ad to acknowledge how much Jamie has changed, and the coaches dismissing Jamie’s valid warning about Zava also showed, that they are stuck with at least some of their assumptions.)

But it is super frustrating for me, since we’re over the halfway mark and Roy still hasn’t really made much progress regarding his character development, since every moment of vulnerability or him having some sort of revelation about himself gets immediately followed by him regressing and doing or saying something batshit crazy …

Which is why I’m so torn on the whole string thing — at first it was kinda funny as a practical joke, but it also made me feel uncomfortable since that borderlines on sexual harrasment. And it is really not a good look on Roy rejoicing like some psychopath on the idea that Jamie got accidentally castrated — Roy seemed to be regressing all season, but that was a bit too much for me.

Like, not to get too dark here, but what was Roy thinking? “Ah, Jamie told me like two weeks ago about being raped at fourteen, so I should be absolutely delighted by the possibility of him getting genitally mutilated after I came up with something sadistic for practice” ???

#my answers #my meta #jamie tartt #roy kent #ted lasso

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Okay, no one asked but I love this fandom. Gonna talk about some of my fic outlines and see if anything stands out for y’all!

Sexy

Soulmates: Jamie and Keeley aren’t soulmates but they aren’t looking for that kind of commitment/life. Keeley and Roy aren’t soulmates, and yet neither care even though they are wishing for that kind of life. Obviously Roy and Jamie aren’t soulmates. Duh. No tension here folks!

But Roy + Keeley + Jamie touching initializes their soulbond. Just like with any two party soulmates, it doesn’t get tripped until all three are in contacrt together.

Secrets: Season 1 Dani starts dating Jamie shortly after the loan ends. He loved their shoot outs and liked drinking with him. So he was sad he wasn’t going to really get to meet him. Then realizes he can, he just has to call him up.

There is a team dinner and Jamie shows up and everyone is like “wtf?” Keeley even tries to ask why he’s there and he very Jamie-like says he was invited. So Keeley is all “okay, but before the transfer back. You aren’t on the team anymore?”

Dani finally makes his entrance and everyone realizes by invited he meant literally as the SO of a player. And Jamie has just enough self-awareness to go “Dani…you didn’t tell them you were bringing me?” “I did too!” “I told you Jamie is used for any gender. They probably thought you meant you were bringing a gal!”

Not addressed in this overview is that it’s a bit of a D/s situation. Dani is a doting dom, happy to give Jamie clear boundaries so he isn’t acting out to try to find them himself. Jamie is a sweet sub, he just likes making Dani feel good. And being loved AND respected.

Family

Mom: Season 1 Jamie has his mom and stepdad come down for the Family Day that Ted orchestrates. It’s where he flirts with Moe’s mum. Find out Georgie was a young mom, so she’s a little younger than Roy. Jamie is perfectly at ease with her, more smiley than they’ve ever seen him.

The two of them are even a bit silly together. They run off to do their ritual every time Georgie visits Jamie at a club. He gives her a piggy back run around the pitch while she times him.

Simon starts shaking hands and he called Wichita State to find out Ted and Beard’s favorite muffins and has baked them. In a fucking basket and all. No one knows what to make of him, and Ted finally says he had not pictured Jamie’s dad anything like Simon.

Who laughs it off explaining that he’s the stepdad. Jamie’s biological father deserves to burn in hell.

Dad: Jamie comes clean to Sam about how some of his antagonism came from jealousy over Sam’s dad being so wonderful. Sam is like “oh, is that what it was?” And “c’mon mate, got a solution for that.”

Calls his dad up and says he wants to introduce him to his new son, Jamie. Ola takes it completely in stride. Sam has told him about all the work Jamie has put in to show the team the real him. And Ola respects the hell out of that.

“Ah, yes, how could I forget to properly greet my other son?” And that’s not Jamie crying, it’s just raining inside innit?

Angsty

Spite: Season 2 Jamie gets a little flirty with Paddy O’Gara when they play Man City. Another player (first year with City) fouls him real rough. At the after match interview he explains that Jamie was flirting with them to try and rattle them. Admits he didn’t hold his temper but assuming they’re homophobic just because they’re footballers is wrong.

Ted, and the team that has just started warming up to him again, don’t even ask Jamie what his side is. Ted tells him he’s benched next game. Colin accidentally comes out he’s so upset. He can’t tell them the truth, since it would out Paddy. So he just says “okay, coach” and leaves.

The next training, someone yells that he hasn’t even apologized to Colin for being such a prick. When he says he’s done nothing he needs to apologize for, bloodlust rises. Ted sends him home for the day and says there will be a meeting the next morning with Rebecca.

Meanwhile, Paddy is beside himself because the media has been brutal towards Jamie. He’s about to retire. It wouldn’t affect his career as strongly. But he won’t do anything unless Jamie agrees. Which he now does, because the only team that would take him on, with this kind of shit staining his name, would be a team unsafe for him.

They contact a team to do an interview. Someone for telly and someone to write an article. (Trent Crimm y’all!) It comes out the next morning while Jamie is in his meeting with Rebecca. Tells her the truth that no one asked him for and that the article/video combo will be up soon.

Malice: Post Lust Conquers All, but before he secures coming back to Richmond, James kidnaps Jamie. Sells him on the black market. Later in that season or into 3rd season territory, Jamie has escaped. Ties up the buyer with his own chains and steals their car. Realizes he’s close to Richmond, and decides to go there.

He was disappeared the last time because no one was expecting him to be somewhere specific. But if 30 people, even people who don’t like him, literally lay eyes on him. It’ll be harder for him to be disappeared again. So there he goes.

To up the stakes a bit, I have the loose idea that when he’s first about to make his escape, a woman and her daughter get added to the basement make-shift prison. He has to wait long enough to know the woman isn’t going to betray him. Once they’ve decided to become brother and sister, making him the kid’s uncle, its time to bust out. Eventually. Because the circumstances have to be right to do so.

Bonus idea is that Keeley is upset about him being calm and rational after this. She can’t figure out why he is pretty much the same person. So he explains that she’s never known him pre-his dad being a sexual predator asshole.

#jamie tartt #jamie tartts mom georgie #jamie tartts stepdad simon #tw james tartt #ted lasso #roy kent #keeley jones #sam obisanya #dani rojas #rebecca welton #tw kidnapping #tw captivity #tw sex assault #ola obisanya #soulmates

[un-local]

4, 13, 14

Hi Chaos >:3

4. three songs that you know thanks to your parents

Redshift riders by Joe Satriani

My dad listened to this guy growing up. This is another song I think I heard a lot on his MP3 player. Still incredible.

It's in my Top 15 songs I'd show to the Phantom of the Opera.

(You could show it to him, but only once...)

Johnny Tarr by Gaelic Storm

...No idea on this one. I have literally no idea how my dad found these guys. He played it in the car a fair few times when I was real young. I remember thinking it was funny and loved it. 

The lyrics are pretty funny: "nine in the mornin', on a cold and rainy night..." Also, the vocalist sounds like he's having the time of his life.

This song's kinda become an inspiration for my BG3 Bardgirl character XD

Take Me Out by Franz Ferdinand

My dad played this song on Guitar Hero. I remember loving it SO MUCH. When I was a little kid, I would watch him play the game and pretend it was a concert XD

13. three songs you want at your funeral

Oh, hell if I know. Uh.....

Jellyfish Sunrise by Daikaiju

No commentary on this one. It's 10 minutes of beautiful instrumental. And look at that album art. Gorgeous. Stunning.

Yeah, I would be okay if my final act on this earth was inflicting it on people en masse.

Ghost Host by Buckethead

You can find pieces of my soul in quite a few Buckethead songs, honestly. I can only hope this song plays in the end credits of my life.

Everything Is Going To Be Okay by Mick Gordon

Listen to this song and tell me it doesn't make you feel like everything will turn out alright eventually. It's that delicate seed of hope and respite blooming in your chest, mapped perfectly into sound. A gentle reassurance that even if things won't be easy, they'll be okay.

(All things are okay in the end; if things aren't okay, it's not the end.)

Idk, I guess I want to comfort people and reassure them, even at my own hypothetical funeral, lol. Let's uh... let's not read into this any further.

Stop looking at SWRD. Why are you looking at SWRD? There's nothing to see there XD

14. three songs you want at your wedding 

Hmmm.... I have even less of an idea about this one XD

Devil Church by Ghost

In an ideal world, I’d be able to walk down the aisle to this. Or maybe an orchestral arrangement of it, idk lol. Phthalo green dress. High neckline, some real edwardian lookin' shit. I think I could rock it. (<- insane; never been to a wedding.)

Citron Vendor by Masayoshi Takanaka

For uh...background stuffs? Shrug. I've never been to a wedding, but should the need arise for background music... this is the best in the game. It's so relaxing, so laid back. To me.

Uhm. As for stuff that people can dance to...

Mambo No. 5 by Lou Bega

What can I say? Total banger.

Thanks for the ask, Chaos!

Send me a number!

(please)

#also: I never actually got to finish the game the mick gordon one is from. The ending got spoiled for me but i have no idea the context... #...the song actually plays in. It's one of my favorite songs tho #[ but then again. My list of favorite songs is 5 miles long XD ] #hare answers #hare posts #ask game

[dogwittaablog]

i think she probably had met him once cause supposedly her dad is an OHL coach, but she’s defiantly boosting it for clout. like i’ve met a ton of hockey players and they’re normal guys but would never describe them as “nice and respectful” as many times as she does

*IM GOING TO BE STANDING ON BUSINESS WITH THIS POST*

So I never even knew she existed till that submission I got, and weirdly all of a sudden I kept getting a bunch of messages all at the same time in this same text/grammar/punctuation format LMAO… which concludes to me she defs sent them in.

I tragically did a deep dive into her blog before I formed opinions and speculations, just to see if anything wasn’t actually bs. Though the more I read the more sus I got about a bunch of stuff.

She allegedly claims she’s known or was around Nolan and her family when she was young, because their dads golfed together (I literally do not think his dads much of a golfer either lmaooo) + her dad and his uncle were coaches together… Anytime a question is brought up about Nolan she constantly brushes it off cause she wants to respect his privacy… listen if I genuinely know people personally or have the respect for them as she claims, I wouldn’t even be entertaining one word let alone let it be known that I even know them… on a blog… 😭💀

Bro I fr don’t even want to get into the her having two kids and her having a child allegedly at 16, not that it’s even a issue, cause not my problem, but their is something sus about that whole ass thing too. She also seems to constantly wanting to lie or hide about her age, or not disclose it… which I find weird, cause if you do the math even by her kids alleged ages you’d know she’s at least early 20’s but claim she’s in her mid 20’s, idek. It’s probably some literal teen running it. Respectfully if I had 2 kids I wouldn’t be up on some Tumblr blog posting what she posts??? Something about the way she writes in terms of punctuation comes off juvenile. Nothing radiates baby mama of 2… oops. Also the sus life story idek man.

(One of her post regarding nolpats)

So as I said she’s someone who claims to know nolan on a not super close but a still personal level lol. Yet says he doesn’t have any reputation… be for real with me 💀💀💀 “cause no one is really that aware of him”. You could pay me with a cheese burger to personally fly out to Winnipeg to ask people around and I bet you they’d know who the kid is also Winnipeg isnt huge and the communities are small, everyone mutually knows each other especially when you’re born and raised there. Nothing adds up to her even knowing him.

Also claiming she’s on his private account, I’m sure babe… that account is strictly for family and friends he’s known closely for years. Not some random that allegedly got pregnant at 16 and then left Winnipeg for 4+ years (as she’s said) and never was in contact with him for years LMAOOOO. Also to publicly claim you’re on it too, interesting.

Long story short I’m sorry home girl @ urhockeymilf you defs are making up half to all of or pre much everything you’ve claimed… I know you send yourself submissions too on your own blog… so I cannot wait for your submissions in my inbox after you potentially see this.

I’ll also add I do run this blog myself but I won’t be stupid enough to start claiming I PERSONALLY know anyone. I share info I gather from others, and express they’re just rumours and speculations, and when making points on why I think something seems true I’ll always try to provide proof and a logical answer to why, rather then just talking out my ass or making shit up lmao.

#nolpat #like nah man the more you read her stuff the more idek how anyone hasn’t called it out LMAOOOOOOO #if she actually proves me wrong and everything is remotely true to what she says and claims #I’ll pay her kids tuition and buy her a Porsche #ong #ask #I said what I said #urhockeymilf #nolanpatrick #majority of the details she provides is stuff anyone can find and Google on the family LMAO #she’ll never post proof cause she “doesn’t want to invade privacy” #Nolan Patrick #dec '23 subs

[mxddyhero]

damien and oz from mp for the character ask?

yEAHH THE SCRUNKLIES !!! I'm gonna do both of these in one post since I don't think I'll have quite as much to say as I did about juza shgdjsv,, but still!!! Ty again for the ask Gomper, aaa!!! ^^

In reference to this post !! (feel free to send an ask!)

Character: Damien LaVey

Favourite thing about them

His fiery, tsundere personality !! He's just so silly and honestly, if an arson date doesn't sound appealing, that's on you.

Least favourite thing about them

King please open up to your friends more, they are your friends for a reason :( you're allowed to have feelings, no one is gonna judge you for it

Favourite line

"YOU STUPID YELLOW FRUIT! WHATS YOUR DEAL? YOU THINK YOURE RICHER IN POTASSIUM THAN ME?!"

brOTP

Your post was absolutely correct,, Liam and Damien when they aren't at each other's throats are so great together. The Prince of hell and hipster vampire should by all means be besties and they seem to get along pretty well.. their power.. also damien and vera could be unstoppable crime Lords together and I think their relationship is so silly. Sawyer and Damien are also interesting I think, horn buddies and demon pals so they understand each other where the other monsters might not. Also Sawyer might help damien embrace the more "feminine" aspects of his personality like makeup and hair styling bcs dude what even is gender anyway.

OTP

Listen I know this is an unpopular ship, but ozmien my schmoopies ♡ I love them so so much,, I think the quiet, laid-back voidy boy and loud, boisterous Prince of hell could help balance each other out !! Sillies ♡ I'm not biased bcs I kin oz and love damien nope

nOTP

I literally do not have one, man fucks.

Random headcanon

Hc that his dads often took him to theatres and ballets and such as a kid, where he began to appreciate hair and makeup as part of a performance and that's why he's so into it.

Unpopular opinion

I don't think I have one other than the arson is funny and he should be allowed to do it ♡

Song I associate with them

Black in Every Color by Happy Hour

Play With Fire by Sam Tinnesz (ft. Yacht Money)

BURN IT by FEVER 333

Riot by Hollywood Undead

Favourite pic of them

God I remember being so smitten when i got this ending. Mans literally fought the sun and won. Its the smirk, its the charred fist, its the burnt suit. He's just *chefs kiss*

Character: Oz (Yellow)

Favourite thing about them

God his design is everything. Its so gender,, I love his lil phobias so so much and it reflects his sweet, introverted personality so much!

Least favourite thing about them

The fact you can get choices wrong :/ /j /j /j (his former voice actor :/ took me a while to get past that ick, iykyk)

Favourite line

Since he doesn't technically have lines, I'll choose my favourite player choice line.

"A bowl of knives. The essence of... knives"

brOTP

OZ AND VICKY BESTIES PLEASE,, I love these two soo bad !!! I feel like Vicky brings oz out of his shell and Oz really listens to Vicky when she talks. I can imagine these two just vibing, hanging out, talking about their classmates or watching movies together. They're very scrunkly,, I adore their dynamic soo bad.

OTP

obligatory ozmien, but I'm also a multishipper and so I love oz and milo too-

nOTP

Literally no one, they're all just vibing

Random headcanon

Oz's phobias would absolutely go to the counter and be like "he asked for no pickles" if they could

Unpopular opinion

Idk if i have any

Song I associate with them

You're So Creepy by Ghost Town

Rhinestone Eyes by Gorillaz

Stupid by Brendan Maclean

Are You Happy? by Internet Friends

Favourite pic of them

okay not a pic but still!!! I remember tearing up the first time I saw the monster camp credits... seeing the lil guys moving to the absolute banger was just 😭🥺💞💕💝

#beloved mutual #gompereatsall #ask game

[getting-messi]

How did you find out Messi was leaving Barca ??? I know in general that was a bad day Messi fans

glad you asked dear friend😗

it was TRULY a dark day omg. So basically other than my older brother and I, nobody else knows/cares about football but just knows that im SUPER obsessed with Messi. And unfortunately….my brother is a ronald mcdonald fan🤮 (trust me, im extremely ashamed to be associated to him). So basically, i remember it SO clearly, the news dropped on like the first week of august on a thursday afternoon. 

I remember his contract expiring for the first time since he CAME to Barca in July and barca fans making jokes like “hahaha, greatest player in the world is a free agent, haha what a steal that we’re going to get him” like things were RELAXED AND CHILL. NO ONE could have expected what was going to happen. I do not like being deep in transfer rumours because it just peaks my anxiety so i stay out of it until things are official. But I did know that Messi’s dad came to Barcelona a few days before him to meet with Laporta and the board about his new contract and that it was announced he was taking a 50% pay cut. Then Messi came back to Barcelona after his vacation (he couldnt even enjoy his Copa victory for that long😖) and that he was coming into training EARLY to be with the team during pre-season and that his contract was going to be announced any day. 

NOW TO THE JUICY PART! I was working from home by myself, everyone was out, and i had just gotten out of a meeting and was going to get myself a lil iced coffee. It was a beautiful sunny day, i was in the best mood and right before i leave, i see a text from my brother and he sent me a tweet that was a Marca headline being like “BREAKING - Barcelona is planning to unexpectedly cut ties with Messi and he is leaving the Catalans” and i’ll be so honest with you - i didn’t even break a sweat. It didnt even make me flinch because at this point i didnt believe it. I was thinking “Marca have been wrong a lot, they are a madrid based news outlet, Messi is literally in Barca, like no way”. Just to be sure, I went to my trusted barca twitter pages and ALL of them were like “this is BS, dont believe it, Messi is signing a new contract, like WE ARE GOOD”. So i was like calm, amazing texted my brother not to send me BS reports and then off i went to get my lil drink of the day. I went and got it and on my way back, idk WHY but my phone wasn’t on Do not disturb but i also dont get too many notifications but it was going CRAZYYYYYYYYYYYY. Keep in mind, this was like 10 minutes after my brother sent me that tweet. I’m like what is going on???? and then right as i get to a red light and im about to check my phone, i see that my cursed brother is calling me and i answer and im like whats up, whats going on. Tell me why he was like “where are you and what are you doing”. Im like im in the car just coming back from getting a drink. He was like pull over. At this point my heart is in my throat and i literally thought a family member had died. So im like ok, and i pull over and literally itching with anticipation. And he was like, you didn’t believe that tweet i sent you, well look at what i just sent you now. And so while he’s on the line, i go straight to his texts and its a screenshot of the Barca IG page and my mind went fuzzy. I was like oh my god. If this was an extension announcement, it just would’ve been a picture of Messi. But instead im looking at this long text and my brothers like are you reading it. And im like literally numb parked on the side of the road. And I read “……mutaul agreement that Lionel Messi will be leaving FC Barcelona”. And i kinda just dropped my phone. My brother is talking to me kinda being a troll and i just hung up. And then im like reading my notifications and my friends and family who dont even WATCH football are being like “yo are you okay, is he actually leaving”. I couldnt even think, SO WHILE I AM STILL IN THE CAR, im like going to my barca twitter pages and theyre out here freaking out like i am, obviously those conspiracy theories were going around that it was just a stunt that Laporta and Messi were doing to get Javier Tebas to let Barca get away with this signing despite our financial mess. People were talking about how none of the barca players posted about it and i truly failed to believe it for the longest time until I think Busquests was the first to post a good bye and it just kinda sank in. 

But i just remember sitting in my car in silence for so long before driving back home. I usually listen to music or a podcast but i literally was just in silence as I got home feeling completely numb.

After i finally accepted that he would be leaving Barca and it was announced in a shitty IG post and the most pathetic 7-minute youtube video, i knew he was going to PSG. I think Grealish’s signing was actually announced the same day a few hours earlier before Barca posted the statement. But I couldn’t believe that they’d betray their most important player like that. It’s still shocking to think about. Like i actually think about how emotional Messi was at the press conference and it really says it all. He’s never cried like that EVER. Even after Copa ’16 when he lost the final and missed a pen and even RETIRED internationally, it wasnt as bad as it was during the press conference. You could really see how heartbroken he was. Especially after the Buro-fax situation that happened the season before and imagine that the world’s greatest player actually taking a 50% pay cut just to stay at your club. And keep in mind these are later years of his career and he was wiling to stay at a struggling Barca that he was single-handedly keeping in UCL and competitive in La Liga. Like he was willing to waste the last good years of his career during the rebuild period for Barca.

Someone said it in my previous answer, apologizing isn’t enough, Laporta REALLY needs to like drop dead or something. I thought I couldn’t hate anyone as much as I hated Barto and look at that🥴

#truly the worst day of my life #like worst than any embarassing comeback we lost in UCL from 2017-2019 #worst than watching argentina lose 3 finals in 3 consecutive years #like i truly felt like the world is ending #im so glad he won a world cup so i can have a positive extreme to balance out my emotions #im so dramatic but i hope you enjoy this read #its probably much more than you were expecting😭