joel miller + smiling/smirking THE LAST OF US
I Feel You - Jamie Tartt x demi!Reader
A/N: Hello to my faithful followers! I'm sorry I've been so inactive for the past couple weeks I've been down in the dumps and sorta uninspired.
But the crazy thing is I've hit 1k followers! What? How is that even possible! I'm planning to put together a little celebration soon but for now, here's an unrequested fic that I wrote featuring a demi!reader on the acespec!
See y'all soon!
Words: 2.2k
Warnings: Fem!Reader (she/her pronouns), Drunkenness, I think that's it
OooO
Jamie had to be the lamest footballer in the world. It was a Friday night and instead of going out and finding a club to get drunk at, he was sitting on his couch reading a bloody book. Fucking Roy Kent had gotten to him, that bastard. He wasn’t expecting anyone to come by so when there was a knock on the door, Jamie was surprised.
There on his doorstep was (Y/N). Pacing, wobbly, back and forth seemingly trying to take off her shoes without sitting down.
now that the evening is slowing
Summary: Sometimes, you're the one to get Poe out of his head.
Pairing: Poe Dameron x F!Reader
Word Count: 500+.
Warnings: porn without plot, pegging, kind of genderfuckery I guess (poe refers to the strap on as reader's cock), established relationship, tiny mentions of overstimulation, subby!Poe needs his own warning probably?
A/N: I don't know if I'm back in the game of writing reader fic but this did happen and I'm kind of determined to jump back in with both feet so we'll see!
14. Brisk morning air with daddy duke <3
Caladan feels all its seasons intensely. The summer sun is sweltering to the point where you never leave the castle, and the winter winds are so frigid you’re worried you’ll freeze whenever you step outside. Autumn, then, is the perfect time of year, when the weather is calm and predictable and you’re able to spend time outside without worrying about melting or freezing.
The greatest films of all time were never made
Chapter 1 of If my wishes came true, it would’ve been you
Warnings: none for this chapter i think
If my wishes came true, it would’ve been you — masterlist
Jamie Tartt x f!reader
Summary: childhood friends to strangers to lovers
‧₊˚♡ Chapter 1 – the greatest films of all time were never made
‧₊˚♡ Chapter 2 –
‧₊˚♡ Chapter 3 –
‧₊˚♡ Chapter 4 –
Omg imagine Jamie with a partner who collects flowers to put in her book. so when Roy and Jamie are out training in the morning Jamie looks for flowers and picks them and Roy’s like wtf and then Jamie explains that his partner collects them. So Jamie comes home with a coffee and a flower you don’t have yet ever noting.. ahhh I don’t know if this is good or not
THIS IS SO CUTE SO SO SO CUTE
Here's a little baby drabble
"What the fuck are you doing?" Roy barked when he realized Jamie wasn't behind him.
Jamie was walking through the garden of some stranger's house. He was parading around, carefully stepping over bushes and flowers.
"Gotta find a new flower," he said simply, looking around himself.
Roy grunted and rolled his eyes. "Look Jamie, you can garden in your own time, now we have to finish our run."
Jamie waved Roy off. Roy looked around and huffed, crossing his arms as Jamie continued to step around the garden.
The porch light flicked on, and a middle age man opened the front door.
"What are you doing in my garden?" He asked, looking between Roy and Jamie. "Hang on, you're Roy Kent!" Roy growled. "And you're-"
"Jamie Tartt, yeah, can I take this flower," he pointed at a weird looking purple flower that had several thin petals sticking out from its purple bud.
The man shrugged. "Sure."
"Mint, thanks, mate!" Jamie reached down and delicately picked the flower. "What's it called?"
The man came over and took out his glasses to look at the flower. "Oh, good choice, that is a Spider Daisy, a lovely color, the latin name is Osteo-"
"Cheers, mate, gotta dash," Jamie cut him off, stepping out of the garden and starting his jog again, carefully shielding the flower in his grasp.
Roy let out a sigh, thanked the man, and started to run off after Jamie.
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You woke up to the sound of your alarm at 7:30 in the morning. It was criminal to be awake this early, especially when Jamie wasn't home yet. You grumbled and shoved your face back into the pillow.
As if on cue, the front door opened and Jamie was calling your name. You only let out a loud grunt in return, hoping he'd come in there and drag you out of bed.
The first thing you felt was his lips on your temple.
"Morning, love," He chuckled, brushing his fingers through your hair.
"Mmmm," you groaned back.
"I brought you something."
You rolled over onto your side and saw him holding out a cup of coffee. You let out a muted squeal of glee as you shuffled to a sitting position. You took a long sip of the coffee before letting a lazy smile come onto you face.
"Better?" Jamie chuckled.
"Better," You responded, nodding. "Morning, Jamie."
He grinned, leaning into towards you. "Morning."
You cupped his jaw as he leaned in to kiss you. This was a beautiful way to wake up wasn't it. You couldn't imagine a better way to wake up.
"I, uh, got you something else," Jamie mumbled. It was then you noticed he hand an arm behind his back. You cocked your head, motioning for him to continue. He pulled out the flower he'd picked up.
You're eyes widened as you smiled. "Oh, wow! It's gorgeous!"
You put aside your coffee to delicately take the flower with both hands. Jamie looked at your face as you gazed at it, reveling in his success in making you light up.
"The bloke said it was a Spider Daisy," Jamie told you, glancing between you and the flower. "I thought it looked cool."
"It does," you echoed. You traced the flower and it's interesting shape and look. "I'll press it right now."
She handed the flower back to Jamie and flew out of the bed, now suddenly much more awake. Jamie laughed as you ran to your desk and pulled out a book. You weren't wearing pants, your hair was wild, and he was pretty sure that was a wine stain on your shirt but he didn't care, he thought you looked beautiful.
You flipped through the pages, full of different flowers and dates.
"This one is so special, Jamie," you mused, coming to sit next to him on the bed. "Thank you."
"Anything for you, babe," Jamie murmured, pressing a kiss to your cheek. He was aiming for your lips but you were too excited to press your flower and turned away. He grumbled and flopped back on the bed.
This was so cute! I hope you enjoy!
From Friends To This
Chapter 7 of There’s Nothing Like This
Pairing: Jamie Tartt x fem!footballer!reader
Warnings: none :)
Word Count: 2.3k
Author’s Note: just one more chapter…
After your realization, you spend the rest of your night spiraling, despite your many attempts to relax. As you watched TV, as you got ready for bed, as you tried to fall asleep, all you could think about was Jamie; what he was doing, what he was thinking, what his reaction would be if you ever told him.
Heartfirst: A Ted Lasso Story - Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Eighteen: Free
Plot: The morning after Y/n and Jamie’s heartbreaking talk, an unexpected savior shows up on Y/n’s door, leaving her at a crossroads.
Word Count: 6.8k
Warnings: f!reader, language, mention of child neglect/abuse, mention of sex
A/N: THIS IS IT. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. THIS IS THE CHAPTER. I’m so excited for you guys to read this one and have all your questions answered. I hope the payoff is as sweet as you’ve been expecting. Y’all have been so enthusiastic over the last few chapters, it really makes me smile. Enjoy!! ❤️💙💛
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Heartache could spread through the body just as easily as illness. Y/n’s head was fogged, her limbs hurt and she felt nauseous the second she opened her eyes.