#jamietarttsnorthernattitude

[jamtartandsunshine]

Untitled Jamie sick fic?

Thank you! The untitled Jamie sick fic is my take on one of my favourite troupes! Basically Jamie gets sick at an away game during the Zava period and he tries to hide it. Below is a little snippet of Roy finding out ------------ "It's fine" Jamie croaks, looking more miserable by the second. "M' fine. I can play." "Fuck off" Roy scolds softly as he reaches out to lay a cool hand against Jamie's roasting forehead. Jamie doesn't even notice that he lets out a little whine as he leans into Roy's cool palm. "You're burning up" Roy frowns. "Why didn't you say anything you Muppet? You can't play when you're like this." Jamie shakes his head lightly against Roy's hand, and Roy can't help but to reach up and brush back the slightly sweaty hair hanging down over his forehead. "Can't" Jamie mutters quietly after a moment. "Can't. Gotta play. Gotta get better, fucking...fucking Zava jus' waiting for me to slip up." Jamie pulls back slightly to look at Roy with fever glazed eyes. "I have to play Roy. I have to. M' just one of eleven."

[altschmerzes]

Hello my friend. Do you have any of the word lock and/or boot by any chance? Perhaps in slow horses?

I SURE DOOOOO IN FACT I HAVE BOTH :)

from 'drive the wedge' (explained here)

lock

The lock on the outside of River’s bedroom door is still the only one that he has seen get any use in any part of the manor that he’s been allowed into. There’s a part of him that snarls up into a pissed-off animal ready to fight and scratch and claw at being caged every time he sees it. And then there’s the other part of him, the part that fears more than anything the day when that lock might be removed — when Frank might deem him obedient enough, housebroken enough to for it to no longer be necessary.

boot

The Park won’t let them talk to her, anyway, which is infuriating. It’s apparently beyond the jurisdiction of Slough House, which is bullshit because River is the jurisdiction of Slough House and she is the last person who had any contact with him before he was dragged off and thrown in the boot of some poor hapless bastard’s car. Some poor hapless bastard who is now dead, thanks to Patrice and an abysmal case of wrong place, wrong time.

[thirteenemeraldcats]

Roses for use whenever!

*kicks WIP pile under the bed* DON'T LOOK AT ME.

I haven't had access to any of my WIPs for over a week, so, what's a dumb-dumb to do? Start more!

Jamie whimpers again, the sound muffled from where his face is pressed tight against Roy’s abdomen, as the bus rocks slightly beneath them. Kenneth has been careful since Jamie first went down, cautiously easing the coach to a gentle brake rather than the somewhat haphazard way he usually approaches deceleration, but Kenneth's efforts and his Coaches’ careful hands still aren’t enough to protect Jamie right now. His player’s obvious distress raises a frantic sense of helplessness in Roy, and he has to tear his eyes away from the walnut-mist head he’s cradling in his lap. Instead he stares straight ahead, studying the uncharacteristically subdued Greyhounds scattered in front of him. Between their unfamiliar silence and the eerie glow of fluorescent red lights filtering in through the front window, cast from the traffic light that’s ceased their steady progress home, Roy doesn’t find the reassurance he was looking for. As that violent red glow changes to a vivid green and the bus again resumes it’s forward motion, Jamie doesn’t make any more noise. Roy wishes he could delude himself into thinking that means he isn’t in pain but his eyes have caught on the shaking of Jamie’s bloodless fingers where they’re curled into a claw, desperately digging into the meat of his side.  Jamie’s still hurting. Jamie’s trying to be quiet.

[jamiesfootball]

🥀 and 🍎 (fuck me up)

favorite angst quote from a published work

Roy dragged his bum knee up the stairs, counting every aggravated step. He wondered if maybe he wasn't Sisyphus but the goddamn boulder that kept pushing everyone down the hill.

🍎 favorite angst quote from a wip

"I, um, had sex in Amsterdam when I was younger. Like really younger." Keeley's brow furrowed. That cold, sickly feeling that hadn't left her side since Brazil, it was churning now, threatening to become a storm. Roy braced for impact. "And it was my first time having sex," Jamie paused to taste the words on his mouth. He looked confused, like this was the first time he'd ever heard them. "It was my fourteenth birthday."

[babytarttdoodoo]

“Jamie walked home alone.”

Leave the first sentence of a fic in my askbox and I will write the next five.

The immediate sadness this prompt brought on :(

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Jamie walked home alone. It wasn't the first time.

His dad had disappeared from the cluster of parents on the side-lines at some point during the second half, driven off by either the rain or Jamie's failed tackle on the sodden pitch. Not that it mattered - he wouldn't have let him sit in the car dripping with mud anyway.

Jamie pulled his trackie jacket tighter around himself as the wind picked up, sending another hail of water right into his face.

If he hurried, he could shower before his mum got home.

[lady-of-the-spirit]

Want to share more about Remedial Analysis of Interior Design (HOTD/asoiaf)?

Okay so. Have you watched Community? (if you post about it and I forgot I apologize 😂) in case you haven't or people reading haven't, there's an episode that's framed in the style of the Ken Burns Civil War documentary about a massive pillow fight that breaks out across the Greendale Community College campus after the two best friends of the series, Troy and Abed, have a friend break up after their pillow fort and blanket fort expand until both are in the other's way and neither will take their forts down because they're having a fight. it expands into all out pillow war between both forts. the episode is about their fight and the threat to their friendship.

and awhile ago I watched that episode in the middle of my HOTD phase and thought "but what if it was rhaenicent". and last night I opened up an ao3 draft to finally do something about those thoughts. (I spent an embarrassing amount of time trying to come up with a title.)

I wanna hold off on doing more with it until I finish reading Fire & Blood but so far the idea is trying to write it in a historical text style rather than a documentary style, cut out all the complicated family relationships and just make the characters on team green and team black extended family or non-related friends instead (idk how we'll see), and Daemon Targaryen being Chang. also Viserys fucking up somehow because that's always canon to me no matter what universe it is. and Alicent being very easy to make cry and being incredibly ashamed of that.

yeah this was a fic idea that caters to no one but myself

wip tag game list

[set-phasers-to-whump]

Awww happy birthday!

ahh thank you so much!!!!

[whumptober]

Completionists of 2024 - 3/4

@ahmoseinarus | Ahmose_Inarus on AO3

@jamietarttsnorthernattitude | Cartwrong on AO3

@whumpdoyoumean

@mischamouse | Worried_Mouse on AO3

Eve | @e-v-e-l-l-e

Drunk Breadstick | @drunkbreadstick Masterlist | Drunk_Breadstick on AO3

Moni | @minu-moni | Advogada_do_huaisang on AO3

@crimsonlyinglilly | CrimsonLyingLilly on AO3

Taxi | @taxi-cab-to-slowtown | TaxiCabToOwTown on AO3 | BlueSky

@galaxymagitech | GalaxyOwl13 on AO3

JRourke | JRourke on AO3

Sevenlemen | @sevenlemen | sevenlemen on AO3

Kat/Server | @amood | ServerNotFound on AO3

@andthentheybow | andthentheybow on AO3

Kyanako | @kyanako5972

FartasticDurge | @fartasticdurge | FartasticDurge on AO3

Jaelijn | @jaelijn | jaelijn on AO3

Zaniida | Zaniida on AO3

Dashing_through_snow | @dashingsnow | Dashing_through_snow on AO3

Max | @kidzwitbugz | gardensofedenx on AO3 | Scarlettbutterfly622 on Wattpad

Orso | @perpetuallylatetothefandomparty | OrSomething23 on AO3

@machaonreads | Machaon_Wahnsinn on AO3 | Fanfiction.net

Nataliya | @natk2002 | NatK on AO3

@emerald-hobbit | Emerald_Hobbit on AO3

Jayce | @fantasyismyonlyrealescape | wrestlinginjeans on AO3

@nagisreader | nagisreader on AO3

@geelizzzie | geelizzzie on AO3

@doctordiscord123 | Doctor_Discord on AO3

Quietlyimplode | @quietlyimplode | Quietlyimplode on AO3

Val | @ifitmeanslosingyouthenno | ifitmeanslosingyou on AO3

@b0amagination

@ronilani | LaniAhava on AO3

@actress4him

@2day4u-2morrow4me | 2day4u_2morrow4me on AO3

Freckles | @sylvanfreckles | sylvanfreckles on AO3

DaFlangstLairde | @daflangstlairde-art | DaFlangstLairde on AO3

CorpseBrigadier | @corpsebrigadier | CorpseBrigadier on AO3 | NeoCities

VHS_Scientist on AO3

@astralpenguin | astralpenguin on AO3

Teddog | @teddog | Teddog on AO3

NWA Creative Completionists | Creative Completionists AO3 Collection

Phase | @set-phasers-to-whump | escapsimandsharpobjects on AO3

SciFiMedic | @scifimedic | SciFiMedic on AO3

@musewrangler | Wishfulthinking1979 on AO3

@tildeathiwillwrite

[abubblingcandle]

Tagged by @jamiesfootball to post seven sentences from a WIP

From Dutch Sky Blue

The Lasso friendship exercises hadn’t worked; maybe the Rojas ones would have a better chance of success. He turned around the corner, frowning down the aisle with the sauces. Dani was just about to admit defeat when a familiar figure rounded the other end. Basket hooked over one arm, Jamie Tartt ran his hand through blonde streaked highlighted hair and puffed out an exhale as he scanned the shelves. Dani blinked, rubbing at his eyes and when he moved his hand out of the way, Jamie Tartt was still standing there. It was like Dani had summoned him from the depths of his mind. A Beetlejuice situation where you think about Jamie Tartt three times and he will come to haunt you by buying tinned tomatoes in your supermarket.

Tagging @jamietarttsnorthernattitude @disappearinginq and @tarttygoodness if you want to :)

[disappearinginq]

More Sentences Wednesday - tagged by @jamietarttsnorthernattitude who thought they could do a take back from their previous tag of me, but OH HO. NOT SO FAST (and to be fair to them they saw I'd been tagged already. ) I will take every opportunity to share fic bits.

This is from Alternate Season 4 where River is kidnapped by Frank and Patrice, and River and Patrice start to bond.

The fact stung more than River thought it would. He’d meant it when he said he didn’t regret his childhood, not being raised as a child soldier. But some small part of him, the boy whose mother didn’t even knock on the door of a stranger’s house when she dropped him off in the garden and was halfway down the road before someone found him, was wounded anew. It was a different kind of hurt from thinking his father had abandoned Isobel when she was pregnant, and died in a car accident. It was common enough to have classmates with only one parent, and by the time River was ten, he’d stopped telling people Isobel was alive, too. British literature was rife with tragic orphans raised by their grandparents in the English countryside, and River decided life would imitate art. It stopped questions before they could be asked. Tell someone your parents are dead, and there’s no follow up beyond the possible inquiry as to how and when, and River long decided he liked the dramatic irony of both parents dying in an accident, several years apart.

Hmmm. Who did I miss last time... @fayedartmouth @dragonnan and anyone else who wants to participate!

[jamietarttsnorthernattitude]

For the Holiday gift thing, if it's not too late, I would love to read the first chapter of your Copenhagen fic or the next chapter of False confidence 💚❤️💚😊 But! No pressure at all! I love everything you write and I considered myself very lucky that you share your writing with us!

For one of the most supportive, kindest, wonderful people on this site <3333 I hope this brings you a small percentage of the joy you spread to others

After spending the night in Copenhagen, Jamie gets on the bus with a black eye and a cheeky “Roy said to tell you he didn't hit me” Only problem is no one believes him.

@badthingshappenbingo - black eye

[thirteenemeraldcats]

So what are working on now? 👀

Can I tempt you to share with any roses 🌹 🌹🌹?

I CAN ALWAYS BE TEMPTED, I HAVE POOR SELF CONTROL!

An extended snip from the spoils of yesterday's sprints :)

Jamie’s good at following instructions. Roy tells him to jump, he jumps. Roy tells him to run suicide sprints until he pukes, he runs (he pukes). Roy tells him to stay still so Roy can tie him to a bike and use him as a mush-dog for a morning, he does.  (Roy wasn’t expecting that last one to work if he’s being honest. It was only once he’d watched Jamie wrap the rope around his own waist, then blink at him in earnest expectation while he stood frozen in bemused perplexity, did he realise the depth of the hole he’d dug.) So Roy had thought that following the simple instructions of, oh say, a recipe book, would be well within the little prick’s range of ability.  Jokes on him. “You measure the chocolate chips with your heart man.” Roy has his hand locked around Jamie’s forearm, forcefully preventing him from emptying the entire bag into the mixer. He knows that if Jamie actually wanted to break his grip he could do so with ease, so it says something about his higher-order thinking that he just pouts at Roy instead. “No, Muppet, you measure them with a fucking measuring cup. It’s right there in the name and all.”

[jamiesfootball]

Do you want more words? More words to use or save:

Team, save, Liverpool (or any other city) and/or tackle

I was very good about sticking to sentences and now I'm not. All of these are from the 5+1 sleepy Jamie pavlovian fic (yes, it still breathes)

Team

Jamie Tartt was an expert in surviving humiliation. After all, it's not the first time his dad's embarrassed him in front of his friends. It's not even the first time his dad's embarrassed him in front of his team. It's definitely not the first time his dad's embarrassed him in front of his coaches. Not even the first time he'd embarrassed him in front of Lasso. It was just the first time Jamie embarrassed himself by having a fucking cry about it in the middle of the locker room.

Save

[redacted]

Liverpool or another city Manchester

Richmond ruined him for Manchester.

tackle

Jamie's hair trickled wet onto his neck as he bent to pick up the towel he'd left on the floor. His ears felt like they were ringing, when his dad marched him back to the bathroom by the arm with a grip hard -- harder than that time he hit a rock on his bike and his arm landed on the upturned handle, harder than the time old bat's nephew through a fit at Jamie for nutmegging him and tackled him like they was playing rugby, knocking the air out of him as he stared up at the sky. Hard, like something he didn't know yet.

[fanficfanattic]

Merry Mini-Fic-Mas @jamietarttsnorthernattitude

It happened after the Boxing Day match. The Greyhounds had won, and celebrations were in order, but it was so c o l d. Mae agreed to kick out all but her regulars so the team could celebrate without having to go far.

Roy should never have given Jamie what he called A Christmas Miracle—he let Jamie have a drink.

“Only one, Tartt!”

But with his tolerance so low…a tipsy Jamie had wandered off. Roy blamed himself for letting him drink and for missing that the muppet wasn’t with the group anymore.

But as for Jamie? He was no chicken but he did think that he needed to cross the road. He didn’t see the car coming down the street. The driver didn’t see a tipsy footballer approaching. Only Bumbercatch could have done the math on which left at what time, and could use it to pinpoint precisely when the inevitable collision would occur!

Except.

Except…

Roy Kent is here, there, and every fucking where. Including stopping the second idiot he knows from stepping straight into a car. With this second Christmas Miracle performed, he must be on his way to sainthood.

See the rest of the gift fics!

[set-phasers-to-whump]

💔? For the ask game :)

thank u for the ask!!

What prompt was the most difficult?

i think it was day 13 (familial curse). i wasn’t sure which prompt i was gonna use and then it was a bit difficult getting my ideas together and making it fit the prompt. but it didn’t turn out too terrible i don’t think!

[cartwrong]

20 Questions with a Fanfic Author

thank you for the tag @jamiesfootball <3

1. How many works on AO3? 25

2. Total AO3 Word Count? 65,746

3. Top 5 Fics by Kudos sometimes the short end of the stick is the sharpest (217 kudos) - River doesn’t notice the knife until it slides into his side. There’s no pain at first, only the feeling that something isn’t right, that something cold is now inside his body where it shouldn’t be. The pain comes later.

the ones that make you feel whole (184 kudos) - River knew he should call in sick; he knew that, but he was supposed to finish the reports Catherine had asked for yesterday. Catherine had barely been back at Slough House a month, and this was the third time River had failed to finish an assignment by its due date.

into the trees with empty hands (128 kudos) - Lamb and River are on the run in the woods, which would be a lot easier if Lamb didn't have a concussion and River didn't have a bullet hole in his leg.

hope the skin heals where the pain enters (101 kudos) - 19 year old River surprises Isobel and her new boyfriend puts him in the hospital.

i need your hand but i don't want to burn it (100 kudos) - River and Louisa in the immediate aftermath of season three.

4. What fandoms do you write for? Slow Horses and Ted Lasso as @jamietarttsnorthernattitude here and on ao3

5. Do you respond to comments? I do! it might take me a while to respond but I do my best to respond to everything!

6. Angstiest Ending? old habits die hard, people die easier technically, it's Lamb’s thoughts as he drives to David Cartwright’s house in 4x1 so he thinks River is dead, but he's not, so does that count?

7. Fic with the Happiest Ending? Yipee-ki-yay, Shirley Dander - Shirley gets to kill people and gets the girl

8. Do you get hate? no, everyone here has been very nice to me <3

9. Do you write smut? not really. i mostly write gen and most of my fics have not included smut but i do have a river x spider fic that doesn't really have smut but has some physical elements

10. Do you write crossovers? not yet

11. Ever had a fic stolen? not that I know of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? not that I know of.

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic? no, I'm not sure if I'm made to cowrite

14. All time favorite ship? river cartwright and whump <3

15. WIPs you want to finish but doubt you ever will? none yet

16. Writing strengths? oh gosh, i don't know. Consistency?

17. Writing Weaknesses? the whole story. i tend to have An Idea and I start writing before outlining or anything like that so then I'm floundering. I don't plan out a story like i should with an inciting moment etc etc i just kind of wing it which I'm sure anyone reading this is like yeah i can tell, babe.

18. Thoughts on mixed language dialogue? i think it adds something nice to fics and can be done really well

19. First fandom you wrote for? lotr a million years ago, one tiny stupid fic i wrote while high that is lost to time thankfully

20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written? sometimes the short end of the stick is the sharpest but i also have a soft spot for revenge is a dish best served peeled it's just something silly that i enjoy

no pressure tags: @louisaguy @disappearinginq @tenderlywicked