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G'day, mate!
Name's Jett, Jett Walker, an' I represent Australia.
I'm'a real friendly guy, s'go 'head an' drop me'a line anytime.



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Anonymous: Aussie ! Aussie ! Aussie ! 



Anonymous: A pair of sunglasses, beer, the Australian flag, a cigaratte and Chris Hemsworth 

Yeh, that sounds like’t would do th’trick.

mars-the-redeemed: Pentagram: Kangaroo, Koala, Shrimp, Snake, and a Saltie. 

Th’shrimp would ruin’t, mate.

Put’a prawn there, an’ then we’re golden.

Five Things You’d Put in a Pentagram to Summon Me


Your move, followers. What items do you use to bring me forth? 



-He’d woken up early this morning to take his dogs on a nice walk/jog/run. He woke up at six in the morning, and now it’s almost twelve.

His dogs dragged him around for almost six hours.-

-And he collapsed as soon as he got home, so now he’s practically sleeping on the floor.-


After an eventful evening spent listening to a certain Dane’s innumerable romantic troubles, Sadik felt compelled to reach out to his Australian lover, as he believed he was well equipped to help rid him of the insecurity that plagued him. Their relationship was none of his business, but as a friend to both parties, he thought it only right to lend a hand where he could.

Unfortunately, this meant he’d have to leave an awkward message on Jett’s answering machine, which was more trouble than he would have liked. 

It wasn’t easy being this kindhearted.


"Yo, kid! S’been a while since I last saw you ‘round my place, so I thought you might like ‘ta come up for some tea’n künefe.. Feel free ‘ta call when you get this message, alright? We can discuss details then."

Jett had just arrived back from a quick trip into town, arms full of groceries as he stepped carefully over each animal that decided to greet him and welcome him home. Laughing as his dogs, Scouter, Tim, and Tam, tried their best to jump on him, he nudged each of them away with his foot each time.

“‘Ey, ‘ey. Not now, li’l ones! Daddy’s got ta’ put this stuff ‘way, yeh? Then I’ll give y’each some lovin’, got’t?”

He made quick work of putting everything in its respective cupboard and drawer, and went to lay on the couch. As soon as his back hit the cushions, he was covered by three over-energetic, needy dogs. His hands trying to tend to each ear that needed a good scratch, Australia noticed a blinking light out of his peripheral vision and turned over. He hit the button on the answering machine he had sitting on the side table next to the couch, and settled back again to pet his dogs while the message played.

Sadik?" he asked aloud, and turned his head slightly towards the machine as the man’s voice continued. An eyebrow raised, Jett sat still for a while after the voice on the machine relayed the time the message was sent at the end, and thought for a moment. It had been a while since he’d been up there, hadn’t it? And Sadik wasn’t a bad man by any means, just irritating at times. But that could be said about the majority of their kind. So he couldn’t say it would be a bad idea to go up north for a while to pay the old man a visit.

He pulled his cellphone out of his pocket as his dogs leapt off of him and skittered elsewhere and, with a slight smile on his face, chose the Turk’s number from his contact list and held the phone to his ear as he waited for a response.


*He simply looked at Jett, brows furrowed, utterly incomprehensible as to why Jett was still upset. He scooted over and tried to put his hands on Jett’s shoulders*

Then what will? I’ve never… there’s only one time I’ve really been jealous’v people, what’ll change yer mind? What can I do? Is tha distance really that botherin’ t’ya…? Who are ya even jealous of?

What about if I tell ya that, even if tha distance does suck, I think it’s part of the reason that we work?

R’all tha experience in tha world don’t matter ‘cause there’s still so much goin’ on that’s changin?

Please, what else can I say r’do?

*Eventually his hands tried to slide up and rest on Jett’s cheeks*

-Jett doesn’t fight the contact or move away from it, he only listens. But he shakes his head, a smile on his face as his brow remains furrowed.-

If I knew, I’d tell you. But love, this’s what I was talkin’ ‘bout. It’s jus’ me bein’ stupid ‘bout all this, that’s all.

Y’don’t have ta’ say’r do anythin’ else; jus’ forget ‘bout’t. I’ve got nothin’ ta’ be jealous’r nervous ‘bout, I know, but it’s jus’ hard ta’ feel’r think otherwise.

-He leans forward, his forehead against his boyfriend’s. He doubted that Mathias would drop the subject so willingly, but he still gave the dismissal a try.-

It’s fine, love, really.

(Source: wegotkangarooshere)