Isaac hosts the team’s Eurovision party, because he’s the captain, isn’t he, and he wants this done right. Everyone’s given a country to cheer for and encouraged to bring appropriate snacks. Maybe dress the part.

Everyone is very careful not to assume that Colin is more into this than anyone else, but Colin finds himself thoroughly enjoying leaning into this particular gay stereotype simply because he finally fucking can. Him and Jamie is having the best time making snide remarks about everyone’s contributions; Jamie focuses on the outfits, Colin on the performances.

Roy was not going to say a fucking word (he wasn’t even going to come, but he was tricked) but three songs in someone is just so utterly fucking wrong that he has to speak up. Yell, really. Then he can’t stop. Jamie is delighted by this, and starts offering even more outrageous thoughts just to see what will get Roy going.

Sam is politely skeptical of this whole Euro-centric weird thing. Dani wonders how music could ever be a competition. Bumbercatch has insane inside knowledge (or just plain old conspiracy theories) about the secret political machinations backstage. Richard was appointed the United Kingdom and just flat out refuses.

Ted and Beard sit a little to the side. Ted doesn’t really get any of it, but is curious rather than judgemental. Beard obviously knows so much about the competition, and occasionally offers little tidbits of information. He won’t admit what his favourite song is.

There’s some confusion about why one of the hosts is the spitting image of Rebecca.

WEEKENDERS BRO LIFE

‘Then finally, Nathan Shelley. For missing every training session, every match, and every team dinner this season...’ 

god the boys really did make a point of telling Nate ‘you were never not a part of this team, you were never not a part of the family’ didn’t they?

love how s3 Jamie is like on a mission to fix Colin’s self-esteem. “smart choice for a smart boy” the hugs. being one of the first members of the team to reassure Colin they love him after he came out. grabbing him to tell him what a great job he did at multiple points in the season. long way from “jaundiced worm”

may I offer further proof to show that they are in fact boyfriends your honor

the fact that the himbo team didn’t stand up for roy kent when his ass was called hairy, but they didn’t even hesitate in supporting colin and also isaac catapulting into the stands to beat up that fan as soon as he heard the homophobic slur

i love this fucking himbo team so much

the best of bros

I really, really love Dori in the Batman. No reason either. She's just an old lady who most definetly knows Bruce's knightly secret and...Doesn't tell anyone about it, in my mind.

But it got me thinking. She's the only staff we see besides Alfred. Headcanon that, as Bruce got older, employees started to slowly leave. People Bruce knew since he started walking and speaking.

Not because they hated him, oh no. Because he started looking more and more like his parents.

in the next mission impossible movie there better be a scene where the one (1) female agent they have has to seduce/flirt with a guy to get information out of him except when she tries, he makes it clear he’s not interested and says something implying he’s gay. so she walks away and into the comms tells the team it didn’t work because “i’m not his type.” then we get semi-frustrated team members telling her “well then become his type, we need the info” etc only for her to interrupt with “i think one of you boys will have a better chance.” then the comms go silent and it cuts to each team member’s reaction of “😳” and the “oh”s as they realize he’s gay. except when it cuts to ethan’s reaction, he’s already sauntering over to the guy and we just hear him say “i’m on it” and then we get scenes of ethan seducing the bad guy and he gets to gay kiss him. if this doesn’t happen i will riot

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THIS DIDN'T GO AS PLANNED Hurricanes vs. Coyotes - 2.16.2024

Forever delighted by the idea of another young and talented arsehole joining Richmond in a season or two, because there’s just so many intriguing ways that can go. Say he swaggers into the dressing room, all attitude and arrogance, trying to make a splash and stake his claim—

—and the team all goes aaaaaw, look at him, he’s like a little baby Jamie, bless, that’s so cute, wonder what his sad backstory is and Dani puts a hand on his shoulder and earnestly says don’t worry amigo you are safe here and Jamie rolls his eyes, for fuck’s sake, lads, but he’s a bit amused too, and pleased, like damn right I’ve set the standards for every little prick who thinks his talent will let him get away with anything, and our shiny new hotshot is just so confused that he forgets to be mean.

Or perhaps the team watches in silence as he starts throwing his (slight) weight around and then Roy steps into the room and his eyes narrow and his mouth open, but before he has time to start yelling Jamie slides right up next to our new friend and is super nice, hey man, good to have you here, I’ve heard great things about you, mate, how about we get out there and you show me what you can do, eh? and the young player tries to play it cool but it’s Jamie Tartt asking for a show, innit, so yeah, he’s out the door and on his way to the pitch in a heartbeat, and as Jamie makes to follow him Roy grabs Jamie by the arm and asks what the hell he thinks he’s doing, sucking up to that fucking muppet, the kid’s a prick and needs to be put in his place and— And Jamie just looks at him and he’s quiet and serious in a way Jamie so rarely is, come on, man, do you really think any of that helped?

Or maybe Roy’s eyes light up with unholy glee as he loudly welcomes the new kid to the team and informs him that Jamie will be sponsor/mentor/the one to show him the ropes, stay close to him at all times and please don’t hesitate to ask him anything, and Jamie’s staring at him like what. the. fuck. man. and to the casual observer Roy’s face is a mask but to the trained Roy whisperer the triumphant smirk is so very wide, and so very loud: I love you more than life itself but fucking hell, how I’m going to enjoy this.

Sat Nite Bruh Time

this picture of curt has me simping like I’ve never simped before holy shit just LOOK AT HIM

“God, but he’s gorgeous,” Regulus says mindlessly, his eyes trained on the other boy’s abs.

“Isn’t he?” Lily mumbles beside him in agreement.

Right on cue, James slips on the wet concrete and stumbles, falling face-first with a resounding smack. Regulus drops his head in his hands. Lily can’t help but watch as James quickly pushes himself back up, brushing off the other swimmers’ concerned offers of help with a carefree laugh and a blinding smile. Evan snickers and casually tosses an arm over the other boy’s shoulder, tugging him over to the changing rooms. James goes along with him, his head blissfully empty.

Lily stares after him in resignation. “God, but he’s an idiot.”

“Isn’t he?” Regulus sighs into his hands.

The amount of Ken-ergy this man has is unmatched