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rqgnarok · 1 year

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more than just a short time — jamie whelan

fandom: law & order organized crime

wc: 2,579

warnings: SPOILERS for the season finale of law & order organized crime, canonical character death, canon mention of hospitals and violence. very self deprecating talk from a disabled character. ANGST. ANGST, ANGST, ANGST. female!reader

summary: Can someone be a widow if their partner only ever planned to propose?

author’s note at the end.

Jamie doesn’t wanna see her.

She’s on her way up, Bobby tells him gently. Jamie wishes the surge of relief that courses through him wasn’t mixed up with the abhorrent need to send her away, be as rude as possible to have her leave the room before she comes to terms with what he’s become.

He doesn’t. Jamie nods at Reyes and licks his lips. He feels his eyes burn when the door opens to (Y/N) walking in, clutching the strap of her purse like it’s a lifeline, eyes wide and terrified and determined all at once. Bobby cups her elbow in silent support as he leaves the room, and Jamie swallows the mean words that try to climb up his throat at the sight of someone else doing what he can’t; comfort her, touch her, be the steadiness she needs in a moment of chaos.

Neither of them speaks as they’re left alone, a bubble of something-not-quite-peace enveloping them and making the outside world a mere blur at the other side of the doors. It’s only them and the ticking clock, the smell of alcohol and disinfectant, and the lack of color and life one expects from this specific wing at Bellevue.

They’d met in a bar around four years ago. Jamie had just made detective and some of his buddies at the four-nine were adamant about at least buying him some drinks in celebration. Just after finishing his first beer, another one had been delivered to the table, the waiter pointing to where (Y/N) was sitting at the bar, smile sheepish and face flushed at being caught.

She’d heard them celebrating and figured there was no harm in inviting the next round. Jamie leaned into her space with a charming grin and said something stupid about being harmed by meeting someone so beautiful and not asking for their name. To this day (Y/N) calls it the worst pickup line she’s ever heard, but it got him a laugh and a date that very same weekend.

It’s been good. It’s been great – the last time Jamie was so infatuated by someone he’d been thirteen and crushing after the next-door neighbor. He fell so hard for (Y/N) and simply kept falling as they moved in together before their second anniversary and started looking for rings a couple of months before he transferred to Organized Crime.

The development of their relationship has been both a whirlwind and the most obvious thing Jamie’s ever lived through. Of course he was supposed to meet her. Of course he fell in love with her from the very first night. He hasn’t been able to imagine his life without her since their first date.

Jamie doesn’t want her here. Jamie needs her by his side. These are two things that have to coexist now, his new reality far from the idea he had for the rest of his life.

He doesn’t tell her to go.

“Hi, sweetheart,” (Y/N) talks first, breaking the silence and the distance between them all at once as if snapping out of a spell. She drops her things in the chair left behind by Bobby and is by his bed in an instant, hands hovering all over him like she’s unsure of what parts of him she can touch without hurting him.

Jamie wills for his fingers to twitch, for his hand to wake the fuck up and reach for her, help her cross those last few inches she isn’t daring to do on her own.

He remains limp against the bed. (Y/N) finally touches him, her fingers against his cheek. It’s enough for Jamie to shudder with a cry, turning his head so he can soak in the touch. She’s warm and steady against his skin and Jamie mourns his situation for the hundredth time in the last hour.

“Jamie,” she says, murmured and weepy. Jamie’s eyes close in agony but it feels too much like being dead already, so he opens them again. The sight that greets him is devastating: his almost-fiánce-never-to-be-wife, asking him for something he can’t give her. The lifetime together he’s been waiting to promise in his proposal has gone up in smoke in the blink of an eye.

It was the right thing to do. Jamie knew– not even the blinding pain that shocked through his nerves had been enough of a distraction to the urgency in Stabler’s voice– that the second Kyle died, the chance to put down Shadowerk would go with him.

There really was nothing he could’ve done. The bullet had reached his spine the moment it entered his body. He was dead the second he walked into that godforsaken camp.

But (Y/N) hadn’t known that when she kissed him goodbye that morning. She’d stood on her tippy toes and wrapped her arms around his neck and joined their mouths together, tasting of toothpaste and languidly using her tongue to make him late for work.

“Hi,” he says, voice dry, trying not to sound as miserable as he is and failing.

He’d already canceled a vacation on her earlier that week. A pre-honeymoon, he’d started calling it in his mind, maybe finally the right time to propose. He worries for a ridiculous moment if (Y/N)’s gonna be able to get a refund out of that, fretting terribly for what’ll happen to her after he’s gone.

He knows she can take care of herself but she’s not supposed to have to. Not while he’s alive and breathing.

Jamie’s overcome with how badly he wishes he’d called in sick. That he let (Y/N) drag him back to bed like she almost did and throw caution to the wind, burrow himself in her arms and her laugh, and leave the curtains drawn shut, embracing the safety of the darkness. He was so afraid of letting Bell and Stabler down, of having Reyes go out there without someone that cared for him watching his back, and where did that get him?

Without his body. Without a future with the love of his life.

The love of his life who can never find out what he asked of Bobby. Even if she loves him enough to do it for him– Jamie loves her too much to even ask. He won’t do that. He’s already planning on making her a widow, having her do it is just cruel. He made a promise a long time ago that he wouldn’t let the job make him someone he didn’t recognize and he’s not about to start bailing on it now.

Can someone be a widow if their partner only ever planned to propose? Jamie almost suggests they get a priest in here and use Bobby as a witness, but (Y/N) deserves better than that. And she’ll find it someday, Jamie’s sure of it, with an accountant or a banker or someone with a boring job who doesn’t leave the house to get shot at and get paid too little for it.

“My day sucked,” he jokes weakly despite the inner monologue that’s rushing through his brain, trying to get her to smile and his voice cracking with emotion in the process. (Y/N) struggles with it but she manages an upward tilt of the lips, eyes wet.

His pretty girl, so fucking resilient.

“I bet,” she tells him. She doesn’t stop touching him, which Jamie appreciates as much as he does the effort at light conversation. “Office coffee was that bad, huh.”

Jamie’s laugh turns into a sob so quickly that he reasons it wasn’t really ever a laugh. His fragile good humor is gone in an instant, lip wobbling and features scrunching in agonized despair.

“I’m sorry,” he cries earnestly and without restraint for the first time since his mom died, probably. He shuts his eyes but it does nothing to stop the flow once it's started and (Y/N) can’t wipe all his tears fast enough. “We should’ve gone on vacation, I shouldn’t have gone to work at all, I’m so sorry–”

“Hey,” she cuts him off, equally as devastated. “Honey, it’s alright, it’s okay. You were doing the right thing, there’s nothing for you to be sorry about.”

He keeps apologizing anyway, fervently. Jamie isn’t strong enough to stop when (Y/N) starts to cry, too. She just holds him as best she can while they cry together. “You don’t deserve this, you don’t need less than half a–”

“You’re alive,” (Y/N) insists fiercely through tears. Jamie doesn’t tell her how this can’t be much of a life. “You came home to me, baby. That’s all that matters to me, you understand?”

Jamie hums an affirmative and keeps crying, and (Y/N) keeps soothing her fingers over his cheeks, his mouth, his temple, his hair. Jamie’s tremendously grateful for her, even if the need to make himself small and let (Y/N) hold him will never be satisfied again.

“You’re not half of anything,” she continues to reassure him without room for discussion. “You’re my everything. My whole entire life, Jamie–”

“I kept thinking of you,” he weeps, his breaths coming fast and hurried without the usual feeling of his abdomen pulling with the force of his grief. “All the time I’m out there, all I do is think of you, and I thought this time, I– I– I–”

She says his name helplessly, pressing a fervent kiss to his temple while some of her tears fall into Jamie’s hair, her breath stuttering. (Y/N) wraps herself around him as best she can without disturbing his injuries and the machines that are keeping him alive, leaving her in a most awkward position she doesn’t complain about once. Jamie’s love for her is too strong to be contained inside his body.

“I love you,” he tells her after enough time has passed that Jamie’s almost certain he won’t break into another sob. His voice quivers but that’s about it, and he thinks he’s allowed. (Y/N)’s fingers tremble against his temple. “I love you so much.”

“I love you,” she answers without hesitation, her voice a little shaky, too. She scratches at his hair and Jamie’s shiver is cut down to his neck. “I love you, baby, and we’re gonna be alright. We’re gonna be okay.”

“I don’t think we’ll make it to Alaska,” he tries not to scoff in disappointment because he knows (Y/N) won’t like it, and she proves him right when she purses her lips like she does when trying to convince herself not to slap him in the back of the head.

“Don’t be stupid,” she says, but it’s so, so soft it sounds like a term of endearment. Idiot, like honey, sweetheart, baby . “I don’t care about that. We can get shitfaced and take pictures with your thumb on the lens at home, you know.”

“Hey,” he says, trying and failing not to think about wedding rings at the bottom of champagne glasses or hidden in chocolate mousse cakes. He’s always made fun of people who think proposing with a choking hazard is a good idea but Jamie now aches for that stupidity, that normalcy that won’t ever be for him. He refuses to propose in a hospital room when he can’t even put a ring on her hand himself. “We probably won’t get a refund out of that.”

“That’s okay,” (Y/N) soothes. Nothing is, but Jamie lets her try. Maybe she’ll have better luck at pretending than he did. “I don’t mind.”

They fall into silence and he almost goes to sleep under her hands, pacified to unconsciousness half due to exhaustion and half due to her presence: the calm in the middle of the storm. Jamie isn’t mad anymore, can’t be when she’s got him wrapped around her finger.

“I love you,” he can’t tell her enough, sleepy and quiet. The rush of air she lets out is the only indication that (Y/N) heard him.

Breathing’s getting harder, already a chore, and now the thought of the device running out of batteries or accidentally disconnecting from where it's keeping him alive makes him anxious. (Y/N)’s worried, he can tell even if she almost never voices it because she refuses to make him feel guilty about doing the job he loves. Jamie wishes she’d tell him off, scream and cry at him and not bottle it all up. It’ll only be worse when he–

He says, "Want every day with you," with sharp breaths between each word because he's too exhausted to say I want to spend the rest of my life with you. There's a ring in my locker at the station that I've been waiting for the right moment to give to you. He doesn't say, every moment is right when we're together and I'm sorry I'm only realizing that when I’m unable to breathe on my own.

(Y/N) smiles, shaky and watery, and the most gorgeous sight Jamie’s seen in his life. She knows, and Jamie knows she does. The knot that had built up the whole time he'd struggled to stay awake, waiting for her in this hospital bed, loosens.

It’s gonna be okay. She’s gonna be alright, even if she’ll miss him. She’ll grieve and move on knowing, without a doubt, that Jamie loved her like he’s never loved anyone before. It’s enough for him. He can only hope it’s enough for her, too.

“Honey,” she rouses him gently from an accidental slumber hours later, the sun that gave little light to the room now gone behind the horizon, (Y/N)’s fingers still caressing his face. She looks exhausted and worried and the most beautiful Jamie’s ever seen her. Her smile is brittle and shaky. “Your dad’s here. I didn’t want to wake you up, but–”

“‘s okay,” he tells her. “Can you give us a few minutes?”

“Sure,” she says softly, hesitation clouding her features only for a second before she’s leaning in for a kiss, firm and lingering. Jamie exhales into it, something in his chest unfurling at the touch. He hadn’t realized they hadn’t kissed yet. “I’ll bring him in.”

“Wait,” he says, managing a boyish grin with lidded eyes. “Do that again.”

(Y/N)’s smile is bright, and Jamie’s glad to taste it when she goes in for another kiss on his mouth and then moves on to his cheek, his nose, his chin, his forehead. “Insatiable.”

“You love it.”

“God help me, I do,” she pats his chest carefully. “Let me go get your dad before he wonders what we’re doing in here.”

“Okay,” he says quietly, and once last time because he can’t help himself. “I love you.”

(Y/N) turns from where she already had one foot out the door, expression tender. “I love you back. See you in a minute.”

Later, after crying in the safety of his dad’s presence like a little boy and saying his goodbyes, Jamie closes his eyes as his breaths begin to recede. The shrill sound of his heart monitor, the panic that takes over the room when he stops breathing, he’s aware of none of it.

Behind his lids isn’t death, but the Northern Lights and (Y/N) underneath them, showered in colors and smiling at him like she did that first night in a bar, young and unknowing. She offers him her hand and Jamie takes it. Nothing hurts.

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this fic snuck up on me ngl but the season finale fucking wrecked me. i’m still thinking about writing a fix it.

short (considering my standards lol) and somewhat sweet? hope you enjoyed and if u want tell me what u think!

masterlist / ao3 / buy me a coffee

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sogoodtoheritsvicious · 1 year

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new and improved list

Hi and for the love of God hello 👋🏼 I’m very happy to announce that i’ll be adding the Ted Lasso characters to the list! Feel free to hit up my ask box if you have a request or just want to talk about the boys or any of the shows i’m writing for <3

Requests: Open

Characters i write for:

- Ted Lasso

• Ted Lasso

• Coach Beard

• Roy kent

• Jamie Tartt

• Dani Rojas

• Richard Montlaur

• Sam Obisanya

• Isaac McAdoo

• Thierry Zoreaux

• Jan Maas

• Moe Bumbercatch

• Will Kitman

• Rebecca Welton

• Keeley Jones

- Mayans Mc

• Angel Reyes

• Ez Reyes

• Coco Cruz

• Nestor Oceteva

• Bishop Losa

• Neron “Creeper” Vargas

• Hank Loza

• Michael “Riz” Ariza

• Gilly Lopez

• Miguel Galindo

- Sons of anarchy

• Jax Teller

• Juan “Juice” Ortiz

• Opie Winston

• Happy Lowman

• Filip “Chibs” Telford

• Herman Kozik

• Alexander “Tig” Trager

What i take requests for:

• Headcanons

• Preferences

• Would Includes

• Most likely Tos

• Mood boards/Povs

What i do not take requests for:

• Smut

• Self harm of any kind - Talking about the reader having a mental illness is fine but i’m not comfortable writing about them harming themselves

• Reader being related to any of the characters on the list

• Toxic relationships - We’re all about healthy, loving relationships in this house!

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gatorbites-imagines · 10 months

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Can i request the continuation of jason todd and dick grayson yandere ask? Maybe add in smut aswell. (Don't force yourself!, Take a good care of yourself 💗)

-🥚 anon

Yandere Jason Todd x speedster male reader x Yandere Dick Grayson

Part 2

Headcanons

Imagine sitting in a spinny chair petting a cat like a bond villain. I have wanted to write a part two for this for a while. Instead of reader just dating his og universes version of them, what if reader was dating multiple people 👀? Cuz you cant imagine the kid of Thawne being a nice person.

Ill refer to readers original universe as OG verse, and the yandere universe as yan verse cuz its easier to understand.

Part 1 can be found here

In part 1 yan Dick and Jason has pretty much abandoned their former dimension in smithereens after having wiped out the entire justice league, as they tried to stop them from crossing dimensions and tearing a hole in reality itself to find you.

So, when Yan Dick and Jason appear in your OG dimension, different procedures set up by the league notify them about the tear in reality and how unstable it is. They’d rush there and find two bloody and battered versions of Dick and Jason, and thinking they fled some battle or a doomed timeline, they bring them to the tower.

When Jason and Dick wake up, they immediately fall back on the many tricks they had been taught under their batman, who was apparently even better at lying than OG batman, as they believe them when they claim their home dimension was destroyed and they have nowhere to go.

It takes a while to work Yan Dick and Jason into the league and their hero roster, but they never suspect them of being anything less than heroes and stable. They start calling them Rick and Jay since it gets confusing with multiple people named the same thing.

They don’t drop hints that they know you, but they do try to figure out where you are and what you are doing at all times, but its harder than they thought it would be. Who would have thought trying to track a guy that can cross dimensions and time at will would be so difficult.

Rick almost bursts a blood vessel when he hears some of the younger OG league members talking about how “Mach 10 has been dating multiple people at once”, and Jay wants to curl up into a ball and disappear and tear himself apart.

Their obsession finally starts showing through the cracks as they use league resources to find you and stalk you. More and more cracks appear in their masks and fake personalities, as they see you going on dates with other people.

Jericho, Jamie Reyes, Roy Harper, Garth, Kyle Rayner, the list went on. You seemed to be dating multiple people at once, at the same time, as you used your powers to be in multiple places at once.

You weren’t a good person, so you hadn’t even felt bad when Jamie had cried finding out you were cheating on him with multiple people, you just shrugged and asked him what he had expected from Thawnes offspring.

It was common knowledge amongst the younger league members that you were down to a roll in the sheets with most, but there wasn’t a loyal bone in your body, and you could easily turn on whoever you were dating at the time if it was part of a plan.

Of course. Rick and Jay never saw you as the problem. How could you be? You were perfect, you were everything that mattered in the multiverse, and you could do no wrong. It had to be your partners that were the issue, they had to be neglecting your needs and leaving you having to resort to finding different ways to meet them.

OG justice league knew Rick and Jay had some issues, but they had always blamed it on coming from a dimension that had been destroyed by some unknown evil. But as time passed, they started to think that maybe the backstory they had been given wasn’t true.

It came to a head when one day Rick almost gutted Roy after he and Jay had followed you around Coast city, where you had met up with Roy and the two of you had gone on a date, ending with you two back in Roy’s apartment.

Rick and Jay were both cracking as they saw others put their grubby disgusting hands all over you and just doing whatever they wanted. Whenever they heard others insult you, they felt like repeating what they had done in their original universe.

After Rick attacked Roy, he was placed on probation. Jay was more subtle about his plans, as he wasn’t as blinded by rage as Rick and was more fueled by not feeling like he was good enough and blaming himself.

People didn’t even put two and two together for a while when your non league admirers started going missing, only to be found much later dead in many different ways. There was no way to tie the murders together, but it was clear there was a pattern, but no one could figure out what it was.

The league finally discovered just what type of people Jay and Rick were when you one day wandered into the tower. Maybe the league needed your help with something involving the speedforce, or the negative speedforce.

But the moment the two yanderes saw you, it was like they became completely different people, the masks they had been wearing for months shattered as they almost stumbled over each other to get to you first.

You just saw in your seat grinning to yourself as they clambered into your lap, vile threats of what he could do to anyone who touched to passing Ricks lips, as Jay warbled out apologies and begs for you to love him and appreciate him.

The league wasn’t sure what to do, but their suspicions only grew. It got to the point where they somehow track down the dimension the Yans originally come from, to see what really happened. Imagine their horror when they learn Rick and Jay killed all of them out of obsession fueled love for you.

But when they finally figured out the truth, Rick and Jay fully dropped their roles and started chasing you around like lovesick puppies again, butchering anyone who got in their way.

The league could lock them up, but they had also seen what happened when they were separated from you, and as long as they were around you and an had no reason to lash out, they seemed fine for the most part.

You had moments where you would peace out to different dimensions, especially when Rick and Jay started foiling all your attempts to mess around with other people, Rick always exploding in rage and Jay breaking down in tears and wails of misery.

Again, you were never a good person, and they annoyed you sometimes, but it was kinda cute to have them begging for scraps of your attention even as the league tried again and again to capture them and lock them away.

Rick and Jay never find a way to lock you away, you are just too powerful. But they at some point stumble across ways to make themselves stronger so they can keep up. Like making themselves speedsters, or developing gear to follow and track you, they come up with something.

But you learn an easy way to distract them is by piling attention on them for a while, get them comfortable, then you can peace out when they get on your nerves.

Jay is always easier to trick than Rick, as Jay is always aching for any tiny piece of attention and love youll give him, his knees always buckling when you kiss him or hold him, words almost akin to worship always tumbling out from between his lips towards you.

Rick is harder to trick, as hes always suspicious and angry, but an easy way is to dominate him in some way, like tying him up and then leaving him there, leaving him to get out on his own, or get help from Jay if he needs it.

All in all, the league is scared and cautious, but knows they wont be an active threat to the league as long as they have you. And your relationship with your yanderes is nowhere near healthy, with you only loving them like someone would love a pet or a toy, and them loving you way too much.

But what can someone expect from the offspring of Thawne, and two extremely unstable Bats.

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ayshahutton · 1 year

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Question: would you guys like a Jamie Reyes imagine? If so, could you give me some ideas in the comments please? I genuinely have no clue how to do this lol

#blue beetle #jaime reyes #jaime reyes imagine #jaime reyes x reader #xolo maridueña #dc movies

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satashiiwrites · 2 years

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tag game

I was tagged by @quietborderline and @kikiroo to list 10 favorite characters from 10 fandoms. Thanks for the tags lovelies. I’ll tag the usual crew (no pressure and if you already did this then consider me liking your post as i’ve been MIA a lot lately) @radio-chatter @elisela @muffinsandsweets @missanniewhimsy @imsupposedtobewritting @outtoshatter @ninanirina

Mass Effect Andromeda: Reyes Vidal (duh)

911: Eddie Diaz (he beats Buck by a the tiniest amount imaginable)

The Rings of Power: Arondir, my beloved. Halbrand is a close second.

Star Trek (reboot versions): Leonard McCoy

Venom: Eddie Brock

MCU: Marc Specter (I almost said Tony… but then I remembered Moon Knight is MCU…)

Star Wars Universe: the Mandalorian (Cassian is moving up the ranks tho)

Black Sails: Captain James Flint

Ted Lasso: Roy and Jamie tie. (look I love everyone except Rupert and Nate)

Wheel of time: Mat Cauthon

#tag game

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dpinoycosmonaut · 1 year

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GILAS’ GOLD IN 19th ASIAN GAMES: ONE FOR THE AGES

by Bert A. Ramirez / October 8, 2023

Members of the Gilas Pilipinas team, which broke a 61-year gold-medal drought in the Asian Games in Hangzhou, China, join hands on the podium in a symbolic gesture that spoke of their solidarity after their historic triumph over Jordan. (Photo by Lee Jin-man of The Associated Press)

When last Friday’s 70-60 victory by the Philippines over Jordan in the men’s basketball finals of the 19th Asian Games is remembered, it will be regarded as historic, massive and epochal, and certainly one for the ages, literally and figuratively.

The Philippines, after all, had been without a gold medal in the Asian Games in its favorite sport since winning the first four editions of the event in 1951, 1954, 1958 and 1962, a period that spanned a good 61 years, or practically a lifetime for some people. The last Asiad championship in fact that the country won in 1962 in Jakarta, Indonesia still had the legendary Carlos Loyzaga, now a FIBA Hall of Famer, anchoring a team made up of some of the greatest names in local basketball history, including Narciso Bernardo, one of the greatest scorers in Asia during his prime, and such other mythical names as Alberto “Big Boy” Reynoso, Kurt Bachmann and Edgardo Roque.

The gold-medal drought had covered a total of 14, repeat, 14 Asian Games, and during this barren stretch that was endured by this basketball-crazy country, its roundball practitioners had accounted for just three podium finishes, including a bronze medal in 1986, a silver in 1990 and another bronze in 1998, when the country was celebrating its Independence Day centennial, while finishing as low as seventh in 2014 and missing the event altogether because of a suspension in 2006.

The enormity of the odds against the Filipinos’ winning another gold medal was particularly magnified by the fact that they had to hurdle a now-expanded field and much stronger competition that included defending champion China, which was playing in its home ground and which, despite a lopsided 96-75 defeat to Gilas Pilipinas last September in the last FIBA World Cup held in Manila, was aching for revenge and was, in fact, going great guns during this Games. And one should remember the Chinese have been the dominant basketball force in the Asian Games since arriving on the scene in 1974, having won the gold medal in eight of the 12 Asiads they have participated in from that time on.

What compounded matters for this Philippine team was what happened just before the Asiad, when the squad that was supposed to be anchored on the nucleus of Gilas Pilipinas’ FIBA World Cup roster suffered a massive loss of personnel even without considering naturalized player Jordan Clarkson’s return to the US for the start of the NBA’s training camps. Can you imagine losing such guys as Dwight Ramos, A.J. Edu, Kai Sotto, Rhenz Abando, Roger Pogoy, Kiefer Ravena and Jamie Malonzo?

So basically the carryovers from that team that were called to carry the cudgels in the Hangzhou Asian Games a couple of weeks later were June Mar Fajardo, Scottie Thompson, Japeth Aguilar and C.J. Perez, and called to take the place of Ramos and company, most of whom had to return to their respective pro teams in Japan, South Korea and Taiwan, were naturalized players Justin Brownlee and Ange Kouame, Calvin Oftana, Chris Newsome, Kevin Alas, Marcio Lassiter, Arvin Tolentino and Chris Ross. And some of these players were just inserted at the last minute after original choices Calvin Abueva, Terrence Romeo, Mo Tautuaa, Jason Perkins and Stanley Pringle were rejected by the Asiad organizers for supposedly not having been part of the original 37-man pool the Philippines submitted to them.

So this version of Gilas Pilipinas was practically a new one especially when one considers coach Tim Cone, who was tasked to take over Chot Reyes’ job as headman after Reyes resigned following the FIBA World Cup, hardly had a chance to work everybody out together with all the turnover of personnel that happened. Meanwhile, the rest of the field had the luxury of having been together for a long time, particularly China and Jordan, which turned out to be the Filipinos’ main rivals in the end.

The Filipinos give coach Tim Cone a victory ride to celebrate their landmark feat. (Photo by Lee Jin-man of The Associated Press)

Yes, Jordan. This was the same team that finished dead-last in the last FIBA World Cup but with Rondae Hollis-Jefferson, who powered Talk ‘N Text to the PBA Governors’ Cup title this year, had turned many heads around. True enough, when the disjointed Gilas team first met the Falcons in the group stage, it was blasted by 25 points 87-62.

This forced the Philippines to qualify for the quarterfinals through the back door, eventually doing that after blowing out Qatar 80-41.

But Gilas still seemed a bit far away from the podium at this point, especially after losing a 21-point lead against Iran in the quarterfinals and had to bank on Brownlee’s endgame heroics to pull off an 84-83 decision in the end. This was especially because they now had to play the reigning champion Chinese team in the semifinals.

Could this team overcome the home team that was humming at this point? It certainly looked it wouldn’t when Gilas spotted China a 20-point advantage early in their semis matchup. The Chinese, working like a well-oiled machine, shot 57 percent in the first half to race to a 48-30 lead. The Filipinos made some inroads in the third quarter, with Brownlee scoring 10 points to pare that deficit down to 62-50 going into the final period.

Still, the Chinese didn’t look like they were bound to capitulate, that was until Brownlee, showing the mettle of a transcendent star in the mold of the Loyzagas, Bernardos and Allan Caidics of the past, exploded in the fourth quarter, scoring 17 of his game-high 33 points, including the last two three-pointers, the first of which cut the Chinese lead to 76-74 with 58.1 seconds left and the last giving the Filipinos a 77-76 edge with 23.3 ticks to go that stood until the end, as the Philippines broke through its biggest tormentor in the past five decades.

“Coach Tim (Cone), he told us before the game to be something special to win this game,” Brownlee said after the stirring comeback win that marked the first time the Philippines beat the Chinese two straight times after that FIBA World Cup blowout and sent them into a return match, this time for the gold medal itself, against Jordan, which blasted Chinese Taipei 90-71 in the other semis match.

In the finals against Hollis-Jefferson and the Jordanians, the Filipinos never allowed themselves to be headed early unlike in their first meeting, racing to a 28-15 lead early in the second quarter. But Jordan, with Hollis-Jefferson heating up, unloaded an 11-0 bomb to make it a nip-and-tuck battle, even taking the lead at 31-29 before Gilas tied it at the half at 31-all.

But with Newsome, Thompson and Oftana stepping up with the Jordanian defense focused on Brownlee, the Filipinos grabbed the lead for good at 40-37, closing out the third frame with a 14-4 blast to take a 51-41 advantage into the fourth quarter.

The Philippines never wavered in the payoff period, clamping down on the Jordanians on defense even as Kouame, who had a double-double with 14 points and 11 rebounds to go with five steals and two blocks, scored eight points in the last six minutes to help hold off the Falcons.

The Filipinos are shown here celebrating shortly after holding off Jordan 70-60 in the finals. (Photo by Lee Jin-man of The Associated Press)

It was Kouame, Newsome and Thompson who made the difference this time with Brownlee unable to take off with the Jordanian defense keying on him, no matter if Brownlee also had a double-double of his own with a team-high 20 points and 10 rebounds to go with five assists and two steals. Newsome contributed 13 points while helping hold Jefferson to a miserable 8-of-29 shooting from the floor as the latter had to work hard for his 24 points that went with 12 rebounds and five assists. Thompson, meanwhile, chipped in with 11 points, five rebounds and three assists while serving as the primary ballhandler for the Filipinos.

“Our guys were just really disciplined tonight. It was just a good game by us tonight and they (Jordan) had an off shooting night,” Cone said shortly after Gilas’ historic, almost-fairytale-like victory. "I thought we just had a beautiful defensive performance led by Chris Newsome. He really handled their star Rondae Hollis-Jefferson really well. He was disciplined, he didn't give Jefferson much room to get to the rim, and that was what we were concerned tonight."

Cone, who is not usually given to blowing horns even during his greatest triumphs as the winningest coach in PBA history with 25 titles, said he knows what this breakthrough triumph means to a lot of Filipinos. "We know it means so much to everyone back home. We're passionate about our basketball. For us to be able to do that for our countrymen is such a huge thing and we can't wait to get home and share it with them," he said.

But he also said an Asiad gold medal for a Philippine basketball team had to happen sometime. “Had to be somebody, sometime. We’re just too good of a basketball nation not to win this thing,” he said.

The 65-year-old Cone, however, may still be downplaying a feat that means a lot more than a victory in an event where the country has faltered over most of the last six decades with the coming of China and Middle East teams into the Asiad fold and the general ascent in basketball culture among countries that the Filipinos used to beat.

“Witnessing our Gilas Pilipinas take back the Asian basketball throne was one of the monumental victories for Team Philippines here in Hangzhou,” Philippine Sports Commission Chairman Richard Bachmann, whose own father Kurt was a member of that 1962 Asian Games champion team, said. “My father, who was a part of the team that last won the gold at the 1962 Asian Games in Jakarta, would be very proud of this Gilas squad, who showed resilience and team spirit.”

“It was awesome, unbelievable, unforgettable, which filled me with many precious moments,” PBA Chairman Ricky Vargas, meanwhile, said. “We were happy with being No. 4. But when we beat China, it dawned on us that we could be No. 1, and there was no turning back after that.”

Philippine Olympic Committee President Abraham Tolentino might have put it best when he said that Gilas Pilipinas’ gold-medal breakthrough after 61 years “is worth a thousand golds.

“Of course we have (gold medalists) EJ Obiena and Meggie Ochoa and Annie Ramirez from jiu-jitsu and all our other athletes,” Tolentino said. “But that (gold in basketball) was worth a thousand golds. It’s God’s will. Our prayers were answered.”

Indeed, the Philippines might win the basketball gold again in future Asian Games, or it might not for however long it might take, but one thing is certain: This victory will forever be etched in the minds and hearts of every basketball-loving Filipino as it serves as a true benchmark. It’s one for the ages.

#basketball #gilas pilipinas #asian games

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getpaulhoward · 2 years

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Looking back, this is the year my Holiday Cards evolved into something much more than they started as. It’s fun, and funny looking back with some hindsight. I still don’t think I could imagine what the next five years would hold. The idea for 2011’s Holiday Card came to me when I saw a shelf of nutcrackers at Michael’s. Immediately I envisioned one of them coming to life and thus began the journey of creating this card.

Also new this year, was Ettore’s involvement and professional support. In addition to him, Jamie helped again, and the very talented Katie Elhoffer created my costume, dear and long time friend Camille did my makeup, the sword was loaned to me by Jason, rounding out the team was the super talented, and sadly now passed Mark Reyes, who did the post work.

The physical card would be the first, but not the last card designed horizontally. Inside, in blue text: “According to German folklore, nutcrackers were given as a keepsake to bring good luck to your family and protect your home. The legend says that a nutcracker represents power and strength and serves as a trusty watch dog guarding your family from evil spirits and danger.” Then below, “Wishing you and your family a safe and magical holiday season.” The back of the card would have a second image and the credits for the card (pictured here as the second image).

I love the image and looking back over a decade later I feel like it still has that Christmas magic to it, though 2012’s card would once again up the ante and REALY bring some seasonal magic and fantasy!

#holiday card #christmas #christmas card #ho ho ho #nutcracker #nutcracker come to life #fantasy #magic #christmas magic #photoshoot #costume #happy christmas

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maverickbabes · 10 months

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stay in bed

Jaime Reyes x female!reader!

Warnings:nothing but fluff and cuteness! (my first jamie reyes fic yayyyyy!)

Summary: Jaime doesn't want to get out of bed and although you have some stuff to do, he convinces you to stay in bed for the day.

The sun shined brightly through the crack of the curtain, waking you up slowly from your deep sleep. You opened your eyes and lifted up your arms over your head, deeply stretching the sleep away. Jamie feels you move the blanket away and he wraps his arms more tightly around you.

"No" He mumbled against your back and you let out a chuckle as you gently ran your hand through his messy bed hair. You attempt to move his arms off your waist so you can get up but that was deem unsuccesful. "Nooo stay" He grumbles, tightening his grip around your waist, knocking the air out of you.

"Oof, babe c'mon I gotta get stuff done" You tell him out of breath as you try to shimmy out of his arms. "Babe come on let me go" You grumbled as you finally got out of his grip, walking around the room and getting ready for the day. Jamie let's out a whine before shoving his face into the pillow as he grumbles loudly.

You looked over at Jamie and began letting out a fit of laughter. He reaches out to you dramatically then puts his hand down in defeat. You began thinking of a few pros and cons of going back to bed. Staying in bed for the day wouldn't hurt, would it?

"Okay. I'll come back to bed" You say aloud and Jamie lifts up his head and gives you a cheeky smile. "Yay come here baby" He says like a little kid as he moves over and pats the empty spot on the bed. You chuckle before changing your bottoms back into your sweats then practically ran back into bed.

Enjoy my darlings!

#jamie reyes #blue beetle #blue beetle x reader #blue beetle fic #blue beetle movie #blue beetle smut #blue beetle gifs #blue beetle fanfiction #jaime reyes x reader #jaime reyes imagine #jaime reyes #jaime reyes fic #jaime reyes fanfiction #blue beetle 2023 #jaime reyes x you #jaime reyes x y/n

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kimberly-spirits13 · 4 years

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Lonely Gun

Pairing: Jamie Reyes x reader

Synopsis: You love going on bike rides during free times around the neighborhood, however this time, your crush joins you.

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1262

You were in your bedroom getting changed at the cave into some clothes to go biking. It was early evening and the perfect weather for a ride. You put on some sports leggings with pockets for your phone and pocket knife, a short -sleeved gym shirt, and your running shoes. Your hair was half up and half down and had an almost crimped look from leaving in braids over-night.

“You almost ready Y/N?” Someone asked knocking on your bedroom door.

“Yeah, one second!” You replied almost tripping from getting your shoes on before opening your bedroom door to reveal Jamie who was waiting outside for you to finish changing.

“I have this route that no one takes. It has a few people every now and then, but it’s rarely busy if you’d like to go on that one. Otherwise there’s the city bike routes or bikes on the beach.” You informed him walking to the exit of the cave.

“Let’s venture off the norm.” He laughed some making you smile.

“Jamie Reyes, now is the optimal time to confess your feelings.” The scarab popped in making Jamie roll his eyes.

He ignored it for a second before telling it to shut up when you were out of earshot getting the bikes. You rolled yours out followed by Jamie as the doors of the cave opened.

“Just remember, this is a hillier route, if you can’t keep up, I can slow down.” You smirked looking at him.

“The Y/N is challenging you, I recommend taking them out now so they pose no threat.” The scarab hissed.

“The scarab doesn’t like that Y/N/N.” Jamie said shooting a look at the Scarab.

“Oops, sorry if I offended it.” You giggled peddling off.

You and Jamie biked off into a mostly silent neighborhood in the suburbs near the cave. It was a lovely place, often housing families and in the back, an assisted living section atop the large hill. There were flower bushes in almost every yard and when you got to the top of the hill, there was a group of kids playing in the sprinklers and on a massive waterslide that was stretching into multiple yards.

Jamie smiled at you waving at one of the kids that called out your name smiling and jumping around.

“Who was that?” He asked.

“One of the kids that I babysit, her name is Lilly.” You smiled turning into the back of the neighborhood and down a smaller hill.

You guys stopped at stop signs and then started back again, taking a sharp left turn down another winding road all down a massive hill. You didn’t notice him looking at you, admiring how your hair whipped in the wind and how you smiled every time you picked up the speed. You guys stopped once more at the stop sign and then went down an empty road.

“This might look like there’s nothing here, but trust me, the best part of the route is down this road.” You said shooting him a small glance before he nodded an okay at you.

You would normally be a lot more cautious going down an empty street like this. There were no houses and typically, no cars down this street either. If anything happened, you’d be able to handle yourself with training from various heroes, you just didn’t want to. Jamie gave you a strange look when you turned off onto another, much smaller road that could not be seen.

After heading down further, you guys passed a stream on an older looking bridge and then came to a meadow at the edge of a lake. You hopped off your bike and set it down at the edge of the road. No one came down back here, so you knew that it would be fine. Jamie did the same thing too and followed you to a large oak tree where you climbed to one of the lower larger branches and sat.

“Want any help up Reyes?” You asked smirking some.

“Not at all L/N.” He replied climbing to sit next to you, “This place is really beautiful.”

“I know right. I come here almost every day when I just need some down time. I like being alone for a little bit. Even if it’s just outside, riding my bike around for a little bit. Helps me clear my mind and all.” You chuckled looking down at the lake below.

“So, this is where you almost always run off to after missions?” Jamie asked sitting back some on the tree.

“Almost always.” You answered sighing, “Sometimes I can stay here for hours. And then I remember I have to be at the cave but still.”

He smiled some at your comment before everything went back to being silent.

“Jamie Reyes, this is the perfect time to confess your feelings.” The Scarab butted in.

Jamie tried to ignore it but the Scarab persisted more and more.

“Want to walk around some?” You finally asked.

“Uh sure.”

You jumped down from the tree making a perfect landing and started to walk away some, quickly followed by Jamie.

“You know, I never really would have expected this kind of place from you.” He stated as you walked around the edge of the lake.

“And whatever would that mean Reyes?” You questioned arching a brow.

“O-oh nothing bad!” He said blushing some, “I’m just saying I wasn’t expecting a meadow, oak tree, and really pretty lake like this. Fairy tale kind of place.”

“Yeah, well I do like to surprise.” You laughed, “It’s always just been something I always did. I’ve been kind of a lonely gun my entire life and just did whatever I thought was the most interesting.”

“So, you’ve never considered any relationships?” He asked rubbing the back of his neck after realizing how that might have come across.

“I mean I’ve thought about it before, I just haven’t met anyone who can pull the trigger.” You blushed some, “Well, I think I did. Maybe.”

“O-oh.” He sighed some looking and sounding disappointed.

“Jamie are you alright?” You asked in a concerned tone.

“Y-yeah I’m fine.” He said.

“Really? Because I’ve met a lot of people in my life and you fit the “I have something I’m not talking about” look on your face. A classic one really.”

“I’m fine it’s just. W-well I was hoping you weren’t dating anyone or anything.”

“Well, I’m not dating anyone right now so spill.” You realized what was happening.

“Y/N, I-I really like you but if you’re already interested in someone, I’m sure that they’re great and you deserve the best of anything. If you regret taking me here, I get it.” He said turning all sorts of shades red now.

“Jamie.” You said giggled some, your tone changing into an understanding one, “I was talking about you stupid.”

“W-wait really?” He asked in surprise.

“Duh, why else would I have taken you out here?”

“I mean that makes sense I just didn’t think...” He suddenly pulled you into a kiss making you freeze before you returned the action.

“Well, I guess this means we’re a thing now?” You asked breathlessly after you two pulled away.

“I guess. If that’s what you want?” He answered.

“Of -course it is.” “Now, I hate to ruin this moment, however there’s a massive hill and the rest of the neighborhood to cover.” You said smirking, “You know, if you’re up for it.”

“Wow, way to make a guy feel wanted.” He laughed heading back with you, “I’m up for it.”

I hope you guys are having a great day and weekend. I go on bike rides a LOT as you guys might have deduced by now and I got this idea over the past few weeks. I listen to a ton of music on these rides and always imagine a story in the background of it. Idk it’s just how my brain works lol. Anyways, I hope you guys are all staying safe and healthy and continue to have a great week!

#dc comics #dc x reader #dc characters #young justice x reader #young justice #jamie reyes #jamie reyes x reader #Jamie reyes x y/n #jamie reyes imagine #blue beetle #blue beetle x reader #blue beetle imagine

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uncpanda · 3 years

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Would you be willing/able to do p with Jaime Reyes?

Absolutely! I love Jamie!!

P-how do they relax!

No pairing! Just hanging out with the team or the titans!

Please excuse format, I’m on mobile. Head-cannon requests are closed, I’m just finishing up what’s in my askbox!

I think Jamie relaxes best with the team. He wants to be around people who accept him for him. The people who think nothing of the alien technology attached to his spine and instead joke and kid around with him and argue over the last slice of pizza with him. Even Damian’s complaints and insults help put him at ease because he knows it means the demon spawn cares in his own way!

#jamie reyes imagine #jamie reyes #jamie reyes headcannon #fluffy headcannons #headcannons

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avengerdragoness · 7 years

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Two Sick Loves [Jaime Reyes x Reader x Bart Allen]

Requested by anon: “I don't know if it counts as what you are still taking but could you do something blue beetle x impulse x reader? Maybe bart and reader are sick and scarab protects Jamie but the scarab is freaking out because his loves are ill.”

A/n: This is kind of more, Jaime x Reader and some Bart. I hope you like this because it’s a bit short. Let me know if you guys enjoyed it! It took me a bit of thinking so I really hope you liked it!

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Being sick was probably one of the worst things to befall a superhero. Especially on the Team. You are always stuck in the cave while the others are out on missions. Often left to take care of yourself unless someone offers to stay with you. Often the person is Mal because he runs the computers or Nightwing if he’s hanging back on a mission to run control.

Though when you and Bart fell ill, Jaime was not leaving the both of you alone for a second. The minute you got sick he was already there to take care of you, and when Bart caught what you had. It became double trouble.

“Jaime you don’t have to do this. Bart and I can take care of eachother.” You assured as he came into the lounge. Bart was passed out on the couch next to you. Jaime smiled at you before shaking his head. “I’m your boyfriend, it’s my job.” Saying as he handed you the water and kissed your forehead. He sighed and felt your head, “You still have a fever.”

After feeling your forehead he felt Bart’s as well. “So does he. I’m going to see if I can find anything to help break this fever. Okay?” You nodded and he kissed the top of your head.

Walking to the med bay the scarab yelled at him. ‘Hurry! They need us and you’re slacking!’

“Geez, calm down I’m going.” Jaime spoke to the scarab on his back as it continued to bark out orders at him. He went into the medical bay and began to look through medications. Trying to find something to help your fever.

Meanwhile you stayed in the lounge, watching a movie on the TV. Bart had woken up a bit and was laying with his head on your lap. He seemed to get it worse than you had. Running your hands through his hair. “Sorry I got you sick.” You apologized.

He yawned, “Not your fault. It’s weird though, usually my powers help keep me from getting sick.” You nodded, feeling a bit drained yourself. “Jaime’s been running all over trying to ‘make us comfortable.��” Chuckling you continued to play with his hair. He grumbled something before pulling his blanket over himself further.

Watching the screen you waited for Jaime to come back. Though before you knew it you felt a pair of arms wrap around your neck and someone press a kiss to the top of your head.

“Did you find anything?” Asking before a cough erupted from your throat. He frowned before handing a couple pills to you. “One is to help your fever, the other is for the sore throat and cough.”

You nodded before shaking Bart awake. He grumbled under his breath. “Babe take these” Instructing while handing him some pills. “Thanks” Bart sat up and threw the pills in his mouth. Though you wondered if his metabolism would just burn through them.

Jaime sat beside you, handing you the other set of medicine he had. Thanking him, you took the pills before leaning against him. Bart laying on you again.

“Thank you for this Jaime. For hanging back to take care of us.” Nuzzling into his side while watching the movie. “Well I can’t just let my loves be sick on their own can I?”

Yawning while answering, “I guess not”

“The scarab has been giving me hell all day.” Sighing he rested his head on your shoulder. “Well tell the scarab we say thank you. ‘If it weren’t for me they’d be suffering longer.’ Jaime rolled his eyes, “It heard you.”

Chuckling you laid your head on his. Slowly feeling your eyelids growing heavy. He smiled at you, “Sleep” whispering in your ear. “You need it.” Smiling you nodded your head. Snuggling into him further. “I love you Jaime. You and Bart. I’m lucky to have you.”

“We’re lucky to have you [F/n]. No doubt.”

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tgwltw · 7 years

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Hey! I absolutely love your blog and your writing~ I'm not sure if you do Young Justice requests but I was wondering if you could do a Blue Beetle x reader? There's not much about him...

Thank you, sweets! And yes, I do accept requests for YoungJustice (I rarely get them so if you have any, I’m down to write for YoungJustice!) and one Jaime Reyes coming up for you!

These days there aren’t a lot of nights where Jaime wakes upcold anymore. Not since the two of you got together and not since he had askedyou to move in with him. Not only that, you also love to sleep with a lot ofblankets one might possibly need. Which is why Jaime is surprised when herealizes why he had woken up: it’s raining quite heavily outside and it takesJaime a while to get his bearings because he is still quite half asleep.

Once Jaime manages to brush the sleep away, he realizes that heis shivering – this is probably the main reason why he woke up to be quitehonest – and that all of the blankets are piled up on your side. Or rather, youare cocooned thoroughly with the blanket. He can hear Khaji Da making somesmart remark about the situation but Jaime ignores it in favour of looking atyou.

He can only see the top of your head and he wonders how you caneven breathe while being cocooned like that. Aren’t you hot in there? He musesbut then he looks at the rain – it doesn’t look like it will let up anytimesoon – so he guesses that’s probably the reason why you stole all of theblankets.

Jaime tugs the blanket, trying to yank it off of you but insteadof getting the blanket, he only manages to yank it to uncover your face. Yourcheeks are slightly pink, lashes fluttering and a small smile on your face.Suddenly, Jaime does not have the heart to wake you up from your slumber. Youlook so incredibly breathtaking, Jaime almost blushes. He ignores thesuggestions Khaji Da is telling him to do, shushing the scarab.

You look so offensively heartwarming, Jaime decides to justscoot closer to you and wrap his arms around you instead. He can’t stop staringat you now. You shift slightly and turn around in your cocoon to face him. Heignores Khaji Da’s orders of him taking his mate right there and then becausethis is the perfect time to reproduce, Jaime Reyes.

“Jaime?” Your sleepy voice brings him out of his conversationswith Khadi Ja and he smiles at you.

“Hi, Y/N.” Jaime nuzzles your nose, causing you to let out asmall giggle. “Did we wake you up?” Jaime whispers, at this point, it reallyisn’t necessary to whisper anymore since you are already awake. You shake yourhead, burying your nose on Jaime’s neck.

Finally realizing just how cold your boyfriend is, you untanglethe blankets away from your body and the grin on Jaime’s face widens as hefinally gets to wrap both of his arms around your warm body. You snuggle closerand place your hand on his chest, right where his heart is.

“Go back to sleep, Y/N.” Jaime tells you but it falls on deafears when he hears your cute little snoring. He chuckles quietly to himself,glad that for once the scarab isn’t making a lot of noises. He buries his nosein your hair and takes a deep breath before letting himself fall asleep.

#blue beetle #blue beetle x reader #blue beetle imagine #blue beetle imagines #young justice imagine #jaime reyes #jaime reyes x reader #jamie reyes imagine #dc imagine #dc #dc comics imagines

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