#Roy x Jamie Fic

[catalogercas]

Gray Hair, Don't Care (Unless You're Jamie Tartt)

A03

"Suppose I can call you 'Granddad' now," Roy snorts as Jamie tugs at the offending slivers of gray peaking through whatever version of "essentially brown" or "essentially blonde" Jamie's hair currently is and glares at them in the mirror. Like glaring at them will make them fucking disappear or change color or something.

He looks so upset it's almost comical.

And Roy knows instantly that he's made a critical error in judgment. If there is anything that Jamie is extremely fucking sensitive about, it's his fucking hair.

Which is why he isn't exactly surprised to be physically shoved out of the bathroom with the door slammed in his face.

"I'm sorry, Jamie," he says to the closed door.

Jamie doesn't say anything, but Roy can hear him practically sobbing, which he hopes is more about the gray hair itself than what he said.

He slumps against the other side of the door and texts Keeley. "Jamie's freaking the fuck out about having a few gray hairs. How quickly can you get hair dye that he'll actually use?"

"But he'd look so sexy with gray! He could be a silver fox like Nate." Keeley replies.

"Yeah, I'll tell him he looks like Nate. That won't make him have more of a fucking conniption." Roy replies.

"Yeah, you're right. Heading to the shops. I'll be over in around an hour. Think you can handle your own boyfriend until then?" Keeley replies.

"Considering I fucking called him "Granddad," debatable." Roy replies.

"Oh! Oh no! You didn't! 🤣😭. RIP 🪦⚰️ " Keeley replies. "Good luck! 💕"

Roy sighs and runs his hand down his face before gently knocking on the bathroom door. "You okay in there?"

"Fine," Jamie says, his voice raspy enough that Roy knows he's still crying, and how Roy has ended up with the kind of boyfriend that would have a meltdown about fucking gray hair is a mystery for the fucking ages. Jamie fucking Tartt. Jesus.

"Are you going to come out or let me back in?" Roy asks.

"Eventually, yeah," Jamie murmurs. Before saying, " 'S 'not fair. You're fucking ancient and all your hair's still solid black."

"Want me to dye it gray?" Roy asks. "I fucking will. Chest and all."

That gets some snickering from Jamie at least.

"Jamie, I know you're fucking twenty-six. A few gray hairs isn't changing that. Hell, a whole head of gray hair isn't changing that. I'm still fucking fifteen years older than you and always will be."

"I know that," Jamie mumbles. "I just don't want me hair going gray is all."

"Yeah, I fucking know that. Keeley's getting hair dye for you. She'll be over in a while," Roy says.

"Really?" Jamie asks.

"Yeah. I knew you wouldn't use anything I fucking picked, but I figured you'd trust her judgment," Roy says.

"Sound. Yeah, I do," Jamie says.

He still doesn't come out of the bathroom for another twenty minutes, and Roy hopes he hasn't been in there crying about it the whole fucking time, but, knowing Jamie, he probably has.

Roy's been sitting on the bed waiting for him and immediately gets up to wrap him in a tight hug. "I love you, Jamie, gray hair and all. And, I love you even though you're having a fucking meltdown about your fucking hair."

"Yeah, yeah," Jamie says as he tucks his head against Roy's shoulder. "What's this about you dyeing your chest hair gray in solitary?"

"Solidarity," Roy says.

"Yeah, whatever. You're doing that," Jamie says.

Roy rolls his eyes. "Fuck. Fine. I'll text Keeley to get dye for me too."

"What? Really?" Jamie says. "I didn't think you were serious, mate."

"If it makes you feel better, I'll fucking do it," Roy says.

"I love you," Jamie says, pulling back to look Roy in the eye, his own eyes red rimmed and watery.

Roy moves his hands to cup Jamie's chin before rubbing his thumbs against the drying tear tracks before leaning in to kiss both his eyelids.

He can't believe how much Jamie looks like a kicked puppy over this, of all things, and, he also can't believe that he finds it fucking endearing.

He is absolutely fucking gone on Jamie fucking Tartt, and he's pretty sure this proves, more than anything else already has, that there's absolutely no turning back.

He's crossed the fucking Rubicon, hasn't he?

So when he's in his kitchen later watching Keeley pull a rainbow tie dyed cape around Jamie's neck, he's pulling up a site to look at engraved commitment rings.

[fullofmoonsandstars]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Ted Lasso (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt Characters: Roy Kent, Jamie Tartt Additional Tags: Jamie is a good boy, set after season three, Terrible Dom (Not Roy), jamie is a sub, Roy is a dom, mild dom/sub (only really in the bedroom), Intimacy, quick mention of James Tartt, Aftercare, Jamie has a praise kink, Under-negotiated Kink, Not mentioned but Roy is still coach not manager, original male character (mentioned) - Freeform, Subspace Summary:

Jamie has been so good even if Roy doesn’t know it and Jamie’s (now) old boyfriend/dom just dropped him in the middle of a scene and he is having a very bad day until he Roy helps him out.

[anya-chalotra]

#they really went from enemies to phoebe inviting jamie over to celebrate with their family because her uncle apparently doesn’t shut up about him

[veryberryjelly]

Could I request a 🍸? Prompt 80 with either Roy or Jamie from Ted lasso. Congrats on 1.5k!!

jamie tartt x reader

prompts ; ' will carry you if you're injured '

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ✦ 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 !

how you had managed to hurt yourself at a restaurant was absolutely beyond you.

the whole richmond team was packed into Ola's for dinner and jamie had brought you along. which you were more than excited to do because you had tasted sam's cooking before when you had been round for dinner and an actual restaurant would be next level.

but then one moment you had been standing from your table to go to the bathroom, and the next you had been falling into the arms of colin where he had been sat at the next table.

while jamie had been up to try and catch you when he saw you stumbling, he hadn't been able to get there quick enough and you were thankful the room was full of fit footballers with quick reflexes who could catch you.

but you were less concerned about the scene you had just made as opposed to the throbbing in your ankle.

" y' alright, babe ?" jamie questioned as he came to stand beside you, his face full of concern that warmed your heart slightly.

" yeah, 'm fine. thanks colin " if he hadn't caught you, you probably would've caused a bigger scene than you already had.

when you tried to stand on both feet on your own, you almost crumbled again and this time it was jamie's arms that wrapped around you to prevent you from falling to the floor.

he helped you sit yourself back in your chair and you could feel almost every pair of eyes in the restaurant on you, but the only set you could focus on was jamie's as he knelt down infront of you.

you knew it was impossible to hide anything from your boyfriend. he could read you like a book even if you tried to hide it. something that only made it worse.

his hands grazed your ankle as he pulled your shoe off, at which you couldn't help but wince.

the sight of it wasnt much better. you weren't sure how it had become so inflamed and red in less than a minute, but it had.

the sight even made jamie wince, and that was never a good sign.

" think y've sprained your ankle, baby. must've caught it on the table when you got up "

his fingertips were delicate against the skin of your ankle but that didn't stop the furrow of pain that showed up between your brows.

" think 've gotta get you home, sweetheart. get some ice on this "

he stood from the floor, keeping your shoe in his hand because he didnt want to see you pained as he tried to put it back on.

he offered his hands out to pull you up from the seat, noticing the way you only put one foot down on the ground.

he helped you hobble out of the restaurant, thanking sam profusely for even inviting you and apologising for having to leave.

the moment you were outside jamie stopped walking and turned to you.

" cars parked two streets down, love " he explained, eliciting a groan from you.

but that feeling of dread was short-lived as you felt jamie's arm around your back and the other behind your knees.

your arms looped around his neck out of pure instinct and before you knew it, jamie was carrying you bridal style towards the car.

" didnt want to embarrass ya infront of the boys " he answered the question you hadn't even asked yet.

you had no response. well, no verbal response. instead, you pressed a kiss onto his cheek and rested your head down against his shoulder, making a mental note to make him breakfast tomorrow morning.

if you could get out of bed without his help.

[jamietwat]

Roy and Jamie getting engaged and Roy assuming that they’ll both just keep their last names because of course they will, they’re very well established as Roy Kent and Jamie Tartt and they already have the Roy Kent chant and the Jamie Tartt baby shark remix so why the fuck would they fuck with that? Plus, he’s sure as hell not changing his name and he’s sure Jamie’s far too full of himself to even consider changing his own and that if anything, he’s going to try to talk Roy into changing his just to annoy him

But then Jamie starts talking about how they shouldn’t say anything publicly about it because people are dumb enough to not have caught on to them being a thing yet (but the people in their lives all know and still would know about the engagement too) and think how funny it’ll be if they don’t say anything and then the first game after the wedding, he just shows up in his new kit with his same number and Kent across the back and let the general public figure it out

And Roy’s like you’re planning on changing your name 🤨 because he still doesn’t really believe Jamie’s even considering it and he just assumes it’s all talk until Jamie’s like yeah, duh, am I not supposed to??? And Roy hadn’t considered it all before that moment but now Jamie’s talking about playing with Roy’s name on his back and Roy kind of thinks it’s stupid career wise for Jamie to change his name but he’s also suddenly very aware that he likes that idea so he’s like no, I just didn’t think you’d want to… or that you’d make a decision like that just so you could have a laugh and make a whole scene of it (even though, to be perfectly honest, that second part doesn’t feel that surprising at all when he thinks about it for a second)

And Jamie’s like I’d rather have your name on my back than my dad’s because Georgie either took Simon’s last name or went back to her maiden name and Jamie already has more than enough names in common with his dad and would LOVE to not be playing with his dad’s name on his back to be a constant connection and to make it easier for his dad to take credit for his success and use Jamie’s achievements for his own benefit

Roy has an internal oh moment at that and it feels like it’s going to be a serious talk kind of moment until Jamie grins and leans into Roy’s personal space and nudges him as he adds that and you know that I can’t pass up an opportunity to start a little drama and get all the attention on me and then Roy’s laughing and the serious moment is over, but that’s more than decided it for Roy

So of course they go with the hard launch by having Jamie play in his new kit as soon as they’re married because it’s funny and it both works out fantastically for Roy being uncomfortable with the public all up in his personal life for the lead up to the wedding and with Jamie loving the attention on him and attracting more to him than Roy with the dramatic reveal

[tubesock86]

cuddles

[ramorazinn]

My brain does not work well with most social media, especially video like TikTok. But do you know what I would watch religiously?

Jamie Tartt's "Roy Kent Swears at Things" channel.

Pundit shows. Traffic. Match footage. Books. Bake-Off. Other people. Recipes that do not turn out like Nigella said they would. Grocery prices, because Roy grew up poor, and despite the fact that he has no problem dropping a wad of cash or a gold watch to catch a ride, it mortally offends him that his favorite snack no longer costs 50p.

Surreptitious shots are easy because of Jamie's complete inability to sit like a normal person — Roy never notices the camera's pointed at him. Plus, when Roy really gets going, Jamie can film him flat-out like a fan on the street, he's so distracted.

But the best ones are just Jamie, camera pointed at his own face, stifling laughter (you know, a la 03x02, Trent's locker room intro), while the dulcet tones of Roy hollering things like "WHAT THE FUCK D'YOU THINK YOU'RE FUCKING DOING, YOU FUCKFACE FUCKING CUNT" come from the background.

[light-yaers]

Take Care: Masterpost

Fic Masterpost | AO3 

When your masters placement gets screwed, you end up at the only place available: AFC Richmond.

The only downside— you know fuck all about football.

Or: you mistake Roy Kent as the caretaker on the first day, and you and Roy haven’t stopped thinking about each other since.

Warnings: swearing, eventual smut, emotional themes.

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five | Chapter Six | Chapter Seven | Chapter Eight | Chapter Nine | Chapter Ten | Chapter Eleven | Chapter Twelve | Chapter Thirteen | Chapter Fourteen | More to come...

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[axelsagewrites]

really loved your “decide” fic with jamie and roy! was wondering if you could do something where fem!reader is dating both jamie and roy. they’re always competing whose the better boyfriend. (maybe smut if not i completely understand!) 💕💕

Roy Kent & Jamie Tartt*Best Boyfriend

Pairing: roy x reader x jamie

Word count: 1575

Warnings: mentions of smut but nothing explicit, poly relationship, competition/rivalry

Masterlist here

dating a footballer was not exactly a calm life. Especially not when you were dating two. Two who used to hate each other to be specific. You’d met Jamie on a dating site and had told him from the start you weren’t looking for anything monogamous. It started out as a casual fling, hookups mostly and a few dates.

Despite knowing he was a footballer you didn’t follow the sport too closely so had no clue about his past with your other fuck buddy. You worked in Roy’s local supermarket, and he began making up excuses and deliberately forgetting things just to come back and see you.

They both knew each other existed they just didn’t know who they were up against. You were currently on a date with Jamie. When he came to pick you up, he was in a suit and tie with a massive bouquet of roses in his hands. “Let me put these in water first,” you giggled as you took the flowers.

Maybe this was less casual than you thought as you quickly went to retrieve a vase while Jamie glanced around your living room. “This other guy, he some sort of biker?” he joked, nodding to the leather jacket hung up.

You rolled your eyes as you finished setting the flowers up, “No, he just forgot it when he was leaving,”

“Who forgets their jacket?”

“Jealous?” you teased, leading him to the door, “Nah he slept in, and he was going to be late for work,”

“What does he do?”

You paused in your tracks, smirk on your lips, “Why? You wanna go on a date with him instead?” with an eyeroll and a teasing wink you were both finally on your way.

-

The next morning when you woke up you carefully slid yourself out from under Jamie’s arm to go answer the front door. “Roy,” you smiled, trying to cover your panic.

“Hey. I was just swinging by for my jacket,” he said, walking in like he’d done a million times.

You prayed Jamie wouldn’t wake up as he did. “Its just over here,” you said, passing it to him.

“Thanks. Hey while I’m here we could go get some coffee or breakfast,”

“I’m not dressed,”

“I can wait,”

“I don’t want to impose,”

“I don’t mind,”

“I- “you sighed, running out a lies.

A look of realisation dawned on his face before a small smirk grew, “You have company,”

“Maybe,” you smiled, awkwardly biting your lip as he chuckled. Unlike Jamie, Roy was not shy of a little competition. He almost seemed to delight in the fact especially bringing it up during his dirty talk. While you found Jamie’s jealousy ridiculously hot, Roy’s cockiness was equally as refreshing.

“alright but don’t forget you’re seeing me tomorrow,” he said, giving you what was supposed to be a quick kiss.

You finally pulled away, slightly breathless and laughing, “Okay you need to go now,”

“Who is it babe?” Jamie’s voice rang out, Roy’s expression instantly hardening, “You,” Jamie deadpanned as he stood across from Roy in your fluffy robe.

“You,” Roy almost growled.

“You know each other?” you asked but the tension in the air answered it, “Oh fuck,”

-

“You’re sleeping with that prick?”

“Why would you fuck a grampa?”

“At least I can get her off,”

“And I can’t? Watch me, cmere babe- “

“Woah!” you said, putting your hands in the air as you stood from your couch where’d you’d sat during their near ten-minute scawble, “Now now boys, you’re both pretty,” you teased but neither were amused, “How was I supposed to know?”

“Well, you can’t date both of us,” Roy protested.

Jamie made a face, “Eh you’re not the boss of her,”

“No but I also don’t want your diseases,”

“I am not diseased!”

“Prove it,”

“Boys!” you almost shouted making them both pause, “If you don’t calm down neither one of you is dating anyone. We’re all adults here,” you said, finally thinking they’d calmed down as they moved to sit on the sofa.   

“Well, I am,” Jamie muttered under his breath, getting a sharp glare from you and a growl from Roy.

You sighed as you began pacing the room, “Look I like you both but if this is gonna be a problem then maybe its better if we all just take a break,”

The two stared at their feet like scolded children, “I’m sure,” Roy began through gritted teeth, “We can make this work,”

And finally, Jamie agreed, “How hard can it be?” you sighed in relief however soon after decided to kick the pair out your flat to try decompress from this whole mess.

What you hadn’t seen was the icy glares they shared as they both gave you a goodbye kiss and left. “May the best boyfriend win,” Roy said as they walked down the stairs of your flats.

A cocky smirk went on Jamie’s face, “I intend to,”

-

While you enjoyed love and affection even you knew this was getting excessive. Your date with Roy went from being a meal out at a local diner he liked to Roy cooking you a three-course meal from scratch in his house with a bottle of ridiculously expensive wine to match. “This is worth more than my rent,”

“Yeah, but nothings worth more than you,”

-

You had been awing over the whole evening all night and all day the next day to your friends however Roy had also been bragging about the whole ordeal to Jamie. So, Jamie naturally knew he had to step up his game.

-

Jamie arrived to your flat at 10pm with a blindfold and his car keys. He led you to your seat before insisting you put on the blindfold until you got to your mystery location. “I’m gonna fall,” you squealed as Jamie helped you out the car and you felt your shoes hit soft grass.

“You’ll just have to hold onto me then wont ya?” you didn’t have to see him to hear his smirk and you knew he could tell you were rolling your eyes.

Eventually after many stumbles and almost facing planting a couple times Jamie had you take off your blindfold. “The park?” you looked around confused before realisation hit when you saw the blanket laid on the grass.

“Thought we could look at the stars and that,” Jamie mumbled, pink tinging his cheeks.

You lent forward, placing a kiss to the hot cheek, “You’re such a softie,”

“Only for you,” he grinned as he sat down on the blanket, pulling you with him, “Brought snacks as well,” he said handing over the picnic basket.

Unlike usual picnic baskets with sandwiches and cakes this was filled with all your favourite sweets, crisps, pringles, and cans of fizzy juice. Jamie laid down on the blanket, pulling you into his arms so you could stare at the stars together. It was so peaceful you almost fell asleep right there.

-

At first you thought it couldn’t get better but it wasn’t just the romance they were trying to out do each other on. Whenever they weren’t taking you out on sappy film worthy dates you were being dragged to the nearest bed, sofa, or car. Not that you were complaining, however.

What you didn’t know what Roy and Jamie actually came up with a schedule in their own time of who got to see you when. Neither was happy with the outcome, claiming the other got the better days or more time despite making it up themselves.

Apparently last night had been Roy’s night but between taking you bowling and mini golfing then not letting you leave the bedroom for several rounds you ended up sleeping in later than usual. You woke up in Roy’s arms to a text from Jamie saying he was coming over.

You groaned when you saw it, not realising Roy was awake, “You good?”

“Yeah, its just,” you sighed before deciding to just get it off your chest, “I’m just tired. Don’t get me wrong I loved yesterday and all our other dates, but I just wish we could all hang out sometimes,”

“You want me to hang out with that twat?” he asked, eyebrow raised. This was exactly what you meant. You groaned and went to roll away, but Roy wrapped his arms around you to stop you, “I’m sorry,” he sighed, “I guess we were so wrapped up in being the best boyfriend we didn’t think about how it would affect you. I’ll stay, if you want me to,”

You perked up at that, giving Roy a kick excited kiss, “and you’ll be nice?” a loud groan came from Roy, “please?” you whined.

A small smile appeared on his lips, “fine. For you,”

-

Jamie’s reaction was oddly similar to Roy’s that you wondered why they weren’t already friends with how similar they could be. You were currently sat with your feet in Roy’s lap, your head resting on Jamie’s shoulder, watching some trashy dating show both boys pretended to hate but suddenly had strong opinions about.

“What is she doing? Her and Declan are made for each other,”

“Yeah, right?” Jamie nodded in enthusiastic agreement, “What’s so special about Simon?”

You couldn’t help but snigger at the pair. “You two boys wanna be left alone?” you teased only to be met with unison hushes as a new contestants entered the villa and drama ensued.

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[danistartt]

4 AM- Jamie Tartt

pairings: jamie tartt x reader, roy kent warnings: language? mentions of murder, season 3 spoilers but only lightly about: jamie's first training with roy first jamie fic!! i love him, i hope i did him some justice!!

It’s too-early AM when the doorbell rings. At first once, and then insistently until it switches to banging.

It’s angry and loud and very annoying, urging a frustrated groan from Jamie when the door’s assailant pauses. “The fuck?” he asks the pillow, the arm around your waist tightening.

“Are we going to die? Is that a thing here?” you wonder tiredly, interrupted by a yawn.

The knocking continues, worse than before.

Jamie snaps awake, throwing his legs over the bed before you can process his touch gone.

“Be right back. Might kill someone.” He throws on a shirt and goes downstairs, muttering under his breath the whole way through.

You stare up at your ceiling, craning to hear what goes on downstairs. The door creaks open, the noise finally ceasing. Sleep leadens your eyelids.

The light Jamie turned on sneaks very gently into the darkness of the room, peeks of a conversation breaking the silence. You glance at the clock, catching Jamie pointing out what you’d just noticed.

“It’s fuckin’ four AM,” you grumble, pushing your face into your pillow.

A few seconds tick by. You let a single eye out and catch a different light turn on, much brighter than the ones you have. You frown.

Jamie shuffles back upstairs, rubbing his eyes. He doesn’t head for the bed.

“Jamie?” you start. “Was it a murderer?”

“Worse,” he says. “Roy Kent.”

“What’s Roy Kent doing here at four in the morning?” you ask groggily, watching him pull on clothes in the darkness. You turn on a light.

“Arsehole said he’d train me if I meant it,” he runs a hand over his face. “And I guess I fuckin’ did.”

“Oh,” you mumble. “That’s good.”

“I guess.” He shrugs, brushing his teeth.

“I’m proud of you, Jamie,” you tell him, already half-asleep but trying to keep observing him. “You’re already great and you’ll be even greater,” you babble, honest.

He stares at you silently for a moment, only broken by Roy’s loud call to hurry up. It wakes you up with a start.

“I think you should hurry up,” you advise.

“Already done. I’ll be back soon. I hope.” He plants a kiss on your forehead, turning off your lamp. You give him a lazy peck right below his jaw.

“Good luck, Jamie.” You squeeze his fingers in yours.

Jamie rolls his eyes, hurrying downstairs again. You can hear him saying your name, and Roy curses, shouting an apology up to you.

“Tartt! It’s not a fucking beauty contest!” 

“”S okay!” you yell back drowsily. “Good luck!”

“Thank you!”

Another voice shrieks for you all to shut up. “Sorry, Mrs. Hammond!” you shout, listening to the door shut carefully. “Good luck, Jamie,” you mutter to yourself, letting your eyes shut.

[howdyrowdypartner]

Ok ok ok BUT

What if after getting kicked off of Lust Conquers All, Jamie just…didn’t go back to England. He stayed in Spain (I’m imagining the show was filmed on one of the Spanish islands, similar to how Love Island is filmed in Mallorca), and said fuck it!! I’m staying in the sun and while maybe I can’t live the same lifestyle as before, I can live damn well!!

And he finds his way to a little coastal town, not a huge tourist location like *certain other cities nearby*, on the main land, gets a job as a bartender or something, and never goes back to Richmond during season 2, but is vaguely aware Roy is coaching the Greyhounds now and kind of misses the team but knows he can’t go back, so he just hangs out in Spain, works at the bar, enjoys the beach, etc etc

ENTER Roy and Keeley break up at the end of S2 and Roy goes to Marbella by himself for the summer. He decides to go for a little drive up the coast, and somehow ends up in this tiny little town where he sees none other than the price prick of all pricks, who had fallen off the face of the earth since leaving LCA.

I’ve gotta do it I’ve gotta write it

[walnutmistjamie]

The Almost Times (E) 68k It wasn’t supposed to go this way. He doesn’t realise he’s said it out loud until Roy says, too loud: “What wasn’t supposed to go this way?” Jamie just stares at him, mouth opening and closing, and this is - there’s so much he could say. So much he could tell the great Roy Kent about the way things were supposed to be - the way they should have been friends, the things he wanted when he was a kid— Roy’s mouth - Roy’s mouth is so close to his. “Nothing,” he says, voice suddenly flat - and turns, and runs away. -- A series of moments which are almost something else.

I was paired up with @callieb for the @rjbigbang and she wrote a fucking amazing fic, go check it out 🥹

I made some gifs and fanarts (including this one) for it, so check them out on ao3 too 🤫

[fullofmoonsandstars]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Ted Lasso (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt, Roy Kent & Jamie Tartt Characters: Jamie Tartt, Roy Kent Additional Tags: depersonalisation, Depression, Jamie wants to feel, Skincare is part of Jamie’s selfcare, Pre-Relationship, jamie cries, Roy just wants him to be okay, Touch, Lots of touch, soft, Roy does not cure Jamie, he is just there for him, Self Care, Grounding, Roy Kent barges into Jamie's house on a regular basis in my head, also in my head: they are dating but don't know it, Supportive Roy Kent, Soft Roy Kent, Bisexual Jamie Tartt, Bisexual Roy Kent, Jamie Tartt Gets a Hug, Jamie Tartt Has ADHD, Talks of depersonalisation and derealisation Summary:

Jamie is going through it and Roy is there to take care of him

[fangirl-k8ee-ladyknight]

Is there/could there be a fic where

1) Roy takes the yoga mums to the charity gala after he’s been promoted to gaffer and just tells them it’s a work thing that he thinks they’ll have fun at and he buys them all glorious outfits and gets them a limo, the whole nine, and all they have to do is bid on Jamie for him.

2) Roy asks Jamie “do you trust me? Then have fun. Peacock. Pull an audible and tell the bidder they can pick the date. Enjoy your prick self.”

3) the mums buy his date and tell him he needs to wear clothes he can be *flexible* in and roy just tells Jamie to go with it.

4) date is just regular yoga night with Roy and the mums with wine (that Roy lets Jamie have TWO glasses of) and reality tv show watching and boy problem bitching and he has an absolute blast.

5) the mums “misunderstand” and make comments about how cute a couple they’d make all night.

Either pre-relationship or getting together.

[veryberryjelly]

married at first strike

welcome to my new series !!

after signing up for an experiment in which single people, matched by experts, marry total strangers who they meet for the very first time on their wedding day, jamie tartt finds himself in a hole he's not sure he wants to get out of.

prologue : hen do

ep 1 : wedding

ep 2 : honeymoon

ep 3 : week one

ep 4 : dinner party

ep 5 : commitment ceremony

ep 6 : intimacy week

ep 7 : friends and family week

ep 8 : couples retreat

ep 9 : home visits

ep 10 : final vows

epilogue : the reunion

cast ⚜︎ playlist

taglist ;; @rexorangecounty @jamiebigbuttedtartt @neenieweenie @drmeghanjones @kaitlyn2907 @feelinglikeineedlotsofnaps @optimisticsandwichgladiator @confessionsofatotaldramaslut @flashyourgreeneyesatme @heyitz-julia @ace-lister @finnydraws

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[sparrow-in-the-field]

I just like to think about how once they're officially dating, Keeley sets up a group chat with the three of them, and like 96% of it is just her and Jamie texting with the other 4% being Roy's 1-2 word replies or thumbs up emojis (basically just agreeing to date night plans or assuring them he's still alive).

And then one time out of the blue Roy sends a selfie. Jamie and Keeley collectively lose their shit.