#especially roy

[lilacvamp1re]

They are really fun to draw but I can't get them to look "right"

Without filter + reference

[roykentschesthair]

Roy loves to hold hands

Absolutely adores it

It makes him feel close to his partner, let’s him feel connected and soothes his protective instincts when out amongst crowds.

It’s not about whether his partner needs that protection, Roy just needs to provide it and being allowed to hold their hand lets him keep them close and move them when necessary.

Keeley had understood intrinsically what his holding his hand out meant, they hadn’t even needed a conversation about it, she’d just taken his hand or his arm, or both, and stayed close.

He has to chase Jamie anywhere they go

Not just because of his knee, but because Jamie is a butterfly. Socially and in his flitting rapid movements as his mind leaps from one thought to another

Amsterdam had given him a taste, but they’d just been friends then, and barely at that, now, as boyfriends, (they’re keeping it quiet for now, though all the important people know) he’s chasing Jamie so much he debates getting him a leash for outside the bedroom

He can recognize that holding hands in public isn’t keeping anything quiet, but he longs for the feeling of Jamie’s fingers slotted with his, the warmth of his body against his side as they walk and Jamie chatters about whatever that days hyperfixation is.

So he starts holding his hand out. Quietly, never remarking on it, or demanding anything, just waiting to see what Jamie will do.

It takes a few days before Jamie starts handing him things, a flower, his ticket for the movie, and on one memorable occasion a wad of cash to pay for dinner

They’d genuinely fought about that one, Roy is a provider at heart, and he always pays. Always.

Then slowly, carefully, Jamie starts to inch closer when they’re out.

Lingers at Roy’s side a little longer, and then a little longer than that.

He naturally moves to the interior side of the sidewalk now, let’s Roy open doors, pull out chairs, and Roy just steadily holds out his hand, waiting.

Jamie brushes their pinkies together, links them for a moment that nearly stops Roy’s heart before he’s distracted by a window display and then off rambling about a topic Roy didn’t catch, feeling like all his blood rushed to that one finger.

Jamie is never shy when they’re alone, or amongst the team, but out in public, out amongst strangers, he’s skittish.

Roy understands and it’s still infuriating, he’s not as chill about keeping their relationship “quiet” as he once thought

He’s proud of Jamie, that’s his lad, and he wants people to know that they’re together, that Jamie is not in fact up for a quick tumble, and will never be again.

(That ring in his sock drawer feels like a physical weight sometimes, but it’s too soon, he’s going to do this right)

But he’s trying not to pressure, not to move on his own timeline and run over Jamie’s.

So he just holds out his hand and (not so) patiently waits.

It’s after a match, they’d been nearly beaten off the field, pulled a win by the skin of their teeth and they’re all stiff and exhausted as they make their way home.

The crowds are still thick, Jamie still had his muddy kit on, got caught up with Beard and Rojas and just laughingly said he’d shower at home.

Roy is a few steps ahead of him, even though they’re going to the same place, and on a whim holds his hand out behind him.

Jamie locks onto his hand like Mjolnir to Thor, and their fingers lock together with an almost audible click, Roy’s heart nearly leaps from his chest, and Jamie uses the leverage to pull himself to Roy’s side, holding his hand and leaning into him, sweaty and muddy and grinning, and Roy can see the flashes of cameras and the click of phones and he can’t care, because Jamie is holding his hand and grinning up at him like he set the sun, and Roy is absolutely going to break out the bedroom leash when they get home.

Maybe even that ring in his drawer.

[starbursterboy]

The ending to LA noire. What.

[galacticslugz]

I like some aspects of fairly odder- *gets shot dead in the streets 2 hours later*

[cupofcolors]

Doodles of some good kids I did earlier

[caslutz]

The Greyhounds covering for each other when they’re in trouble: 

Roy: Where's Isaac?

Jamie: Sorry coach, I haven't seen him since the last time I saw him.

Roy: And when was that?

Jamie: The last time I saw him?

Roy: Yes.

Jamie: It was... definitely... the time I saw him last.

Roy:

Ted: Dani, where's Colin?

Dani: Oh, he is off doing something.

Ted: Doing something?

Dani: Correct.

Ted: What about Sam?

Dani: He is trying to stop Colin from doing what he is doing.

Ted: …and Isaac?

Dani: He is attempting to stop Sam from stopping Colin.

Ted: And what are you doing?

Dani: I am to distract you from stopping Colin, Sam, and Isaac.

Ted: *Face palms*

Beard: Bumbercatch, where's Jamie?

Moe: That's classified.

Beard: Classified?

Moe: Affirmative.

Beard: I'm not going to beg you for information about him Bumbercatch…

Moe: I'm impervious to your methods.

Beard: …Would you consider a bribe?

Moe: You couldn't afford my price.

Beard: Extortion.

Moe: You got nothing on me.

Beard: Fine, I'll ask just ask Sam.

Moe: You can't, he's with Jam--@%$#!

Roy: McAdoo, have you seen Richard?

Isaac: Richard? Never heard of him.

Roy: *Deep inhale*

[sapphic-kumatora]

Holy shit Roy and Morton in the original super star saga are tiny.

[practicalsolutions]

//*has ceased reblogging trash in order to watch my dash and eat popcorn as the suspense builds* .___.