listen we all know who im obsessed with. it doesn't take rocket science to figure it out. but i've got to say. roy kent truly is just. such a character. truly a stunning example of peak blorbo material. just look at him. look at everything about him. that sure is. a guy. and not in the like generic "that's just a guy" way in the indescribable "wow. what a guy" way. what a guy. i love him
an assignment from last semester! it was a "style emulation" project, where you pick three shows from a list the professor provides, as well as two from a list of:
objects (one handheld size, one person-sized);
animals (one small, one large);
and celebrities (one male-presenting, one female-presenting)
There're worse things you could be. You could be a cold, dead-veined, old hell-junkie like me -- a burned-out, tourist voyeur... Yeah... make a good epitaph, wouldn't it? "John Constantine. He came, he saw... he took some fuckin' pictures."
another hot take but I really liked Roy and Jamie’s super dumb toxic masculinity fight. they aren’t perfect! Jamie is compelling because he is a twat. i read a fanfic recently that was talking about Jamie’s inner asshole and how that is an irrevocable part of him and it was great because Jamie learned to be a better person but he didn’t lose that part of himself—he just learned to channel it better. and Roy is an aggressive dickhead who is bad at sharing and thinks he has the right to be patronizing to literally everyone. he’s working on making himself better but he hasn’t lost that part of himself either! the diamond dogs convo was such a perfect addition to that scene because it’s all about how people can get better but they also are always in a way going to be inherently themselves. and in a situation where he is fighting for something he really wants, Jamie is the kind of person who feels the need to lash out and say the most asshole thing he can no matter who it’s disrespecting, and Roy is the kind of person who thinks he can brute force his way into being the best. and those qualities came out in both of them! and it was so great because they aren’t perfect and if they were it would be boring (a la Beard). and then Keeley says you absolute idiots (and by refusing to choose, setting up a more compelling throuple interpretation too, so bonus there), and all their work to be better comes crashing back and they’re both like. we are idiots. and because they have put in the work to grow they can get past Jamie being a twat and Roy being a cunt and move on to better things (like realizing Keeley has two hands)
Jamie's got a tea in hand [ something strictly meal plan, no caffeine, no sugar, no milk, no honey ] as he sits back on a bench, head tilted towards the sun, appreciating its warmth. It's rare for him to get time off on a sunny day like this; he's half surprised Roy hasn't called him up to tell him they're doing another workout. When a shadow blocks the sun, Jamie expects that to be Roy, and he's pleasantly surprised to be proven wrong. "Hi," he greets, tilting his head slightly as he pulls off his sunglasses. It's not rare for him to be recognised, and Jamie is nothing if not a man of the people; he'll never deny a fan some face time with him. "Y'alright?"