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instantcaramel · 2 days

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Season 3 Roy/Jamie

#ted lasso #jamie tartt #roy kent #roy kent x jamie tartt

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tvuniverse · 23 hours

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TED LASSO → 1x05 Tan Lines

#ted lasso #tedlassoedit #rebecca welton #keeley jones #jamie tartt #tedlassogif #appletvsource #appletvgifs #tvedit #cinematv #sophgifs #tw: flashing gif

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tarttygoodness · 2 days

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Man City V Mom City

Man City (S2.08) and Mom City (S3.11).

The two episodes that showed us the chasm of difference between Jamie's parents. And the catalyst for his incredible growth.

The two episodes that showed how important Roy Kent was - and continues to be - to Jamie Tartt. We knew from Season 1 that he had "a poster (of Roy) on his wall as a kid". But it wasn't until the penultimate episode of the entire series that we learned that Roy's poster was still on that wall. And "always remains", thank you, Simon (I still maintain that was the most sublime, most subtle shovel talk I've ever seen).

Will I ever stop being amazed and emotionally destroyed by this show?

No. Probably not.

#jamie tartt #ted lasso #roy kent #phil dunster #coach beard #georgie #roy x jamie #royjamie

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delusionalthinkingatbest · 3 days

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Roy and Jamie's relationship in a nutshell⚽

Jamie: Peel this apple for me please? Roy: No? I'm not going to peel an apple for you. Jamie: But my mum always does it for me? Roy: Why does your mum still peel your apples for you? Jamie: She doesn't like for me to eat apples with the skin on it. She said the skin is loaded with toxins! Roy: Well, congrads your older now and your mums not here. Jamie: I know she's not here that's why I'm askin, please please?? Roy: Just eat it with the skin on! Jamie: I CAN'T IM NOT ALLOWED TO EAT IT WITH THE SKIN, IM NOT ALLOWED. Roy: F*CK OKAY ILL PEEL THE WAY YOUR MUM DOES IT GIVE IT HERE. Jamie:😊

(Credit: It's always sunny in Philidelphia ep. Dennis and Mac break up)

#fandom #lgbt #ted lasso #roy x jamie #roy kent #jamie tartt #incorrect quotes #royjamie #afc richmond

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walnutmistjamie · 8 hours

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Jamie being cute (6/?)

#jamie tartt #ted lasso #*mine: gifs #tedlassogif #*jbc #the last one is killing me #peak cute #s3e10 #again

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obvious-captain-rogers · 2 days

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I do think it's kind of funny that Jamie, who says cock a dozen other times throughout the series- can't say it in front of Georgie

#like he swears in front of her and all #but he instead of saying cock he says willie #and it cracks me up #ted lasso #jamie tartt #georgie tartt

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rosiesramblings · 2 days

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My Mummy and My Simon

Fandom: Ted Lasso

W/C: 1.5k

A/N: Ok, I'm back with a fic, but fair warning it isn't a tickle fic. This has been rotting in my drafts for months and I just happened to be struck by the inspiration stick today. I hope you enjoy anyway!

“This is my Mummy and my Simon.”

It was how Jamie had introduced them for as long as he could remember. When he was a lad, he felt special when he said it - everybody and their Mummy had a Da, but Jamie was the only one with a Simon.

Jamie didn’t see them as often nowadays, with the distance between Richmond and Manchester, but he suspects that if he had anyone to introduce them to, that was still how he would do it.

He wasn’t sure why he was thinking about it, to be honest, while he stared at today’s post on his kitchen island. His housekeeper usually brings it in when she arrives and leaves it for Jamie to sort through. It’s rarely anything special - who uses the post anymore? - just the usual notices from the town and sometimes one of those circulars with coupons from the Tesco. Jamie wasn’t really sure why he felt so sick when he looked at it that day, until his brain processes what his eyes have already seen - the neatly typed James Tartt, Jr. across the front of one of the bills.

Jamie hated his full name with a passion - forever a reminder of the man who haunts his nightmares, the man who Jamie himself could become if he’s not careful. Jamie grimaced and turned away, forcing back the memories of what had happened when James overheard him telling someone that he lived with his Mummy and his Simon.

Simon was an odd duck, to be sure, but then again so was Jamie. He was a large man, still taller than grown-up Jamie, but he never made Jamie feel small or unsafe. Jamie was pretty sure it was impossible for Simon to make anyone feel that way, with his soft pastel jumpers and his obsession with that baking show and his job at the library. When it took Jamie so much longer than the other kids to learn to read, Simon never said a word about it, just gifted Jamie CD’s that Simon had recorded of himself reading Jamie’s favorite books for Jamie’s eighth birthday. He was pretty sure Simon didn’t know that after Jamie got his first Premiere League cheque, he had paid someone to put the recordings on his new phone. Jamie still listened to Simon’s voice read Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief when he came down with a cold.

Jamie fixed himself a post-training smoothie and sighed. Roy was bringing Phoebe over for Jamie to babysit since Roy had a coaches meeting and Ruth was busy saving lives at the hospital. Jamie idly washed out his blender, thinking of Simon and Mummy and how he really should give them a call soon. He was so lost in thought he didn’t hear Roy and Phoebe let themselves in before they were in his kitchen and Roy said, “Why the fuck do you get that wanker’s post sent to your house?”

Jamie whirled around, hand on his racing heart, before he processed what Roy was saying. “What?”

“Hi Jamie!” Phoebe waved cheerfully before going right over to the coffee table where he had gotten out the coloring books he kept specifically for Phoebe Days.

“Why is your arse of a father getting his post here?” Roy restated, gesturing to the pile of mail on the counter. “Thought you said you didn’t talk to him anymore?”

“I don’t,” Jamie said, confused. “That’s my post.”

Roy did a double take. “You’re named after that piece of shit?”

“Yeah.”

“Why didn’t you change it?”

“I did change it.” Jamie said. “Don’t go by James, now, do I?”

“I meant legally,” Roy explained. “So you don’t have to be fucking James Tartt Jr. in the fucking public record.”

“You can do that?” Jamie asked, incredulous, just as Phoebe called, “That’s five pounds so far, Uncle Roy!”

“Put it on my tab,” Roy called back. “And yeah, you can do that, you muppet. Costs like fifty pounds and might take a couple of weeks for the paperwork to come back, but you can do it. I still badger Ruth sometimes to change her name back to Kent, but she doesn’t want the fucking publicity.”

“Huh,” Jamie said, a whole new world of possibilities opening up before him. Roy kissed Phoebe goodbye and left for his meeting, and Jamie and Phoebe spent the afternoon coloring and playing kickabout in the yard.

***

A few days later, Jamie found himself on some government website, since you can do everything on the internet these days. He carefully typed Jamie into the form where it asked for what he wanted his new first name to be, cause it would be super embarrassing to have a typo and then have to do the whole thing all over again. The next box asked if he wanted to change his middle name, and Jamie paused. He hadn’t thought about that.

Jamie thought of James. He thought of Mummy, and he thought of Simon, and found he didn’t really need to think about it at all.

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Simon’s birthday rolled along, and Jamie made the usual arrangements to donate to the library in Simon’s name. He’d done it every year since he could scrounge up the money, mowing lawns of council estates after Under-10’s training and looking after neighborhood kids until he had enough for a ten or fifteen pound donation. It never failed to bring a tear or two to Simon’s eyes, even now that Jamie had more money than he knew what to do with and made monthly donations to Simon’s library anyway, not that Simon knew that.

Jamie packed a bag to go and visit Manchester for Simon’s birthday, and as he printed his receipt showing the library donation to give to Simon, his eyes lingered on the email he’d received from the Royal Courts of Justice, notifying him that his change of name had been processed successfully. Before he could talk himself out of it, Jamie printed that off too, carefully folded it up with the donation receipt, and placed it in a small gift bag patterned with cheerful yellow ducks. It was made for kids, but Jamie knew Simon would appreciate it.

The drive to Manchester wasn’t too long, especially once Jamie put on Simon’s narration of the second Percy Jackson book. He’d made it through a good fifteen chapters by the time he was pulling his flashy car into the old familiar row of council estates.

Georgie shrieked, as she always did, when she flung open the door to her ‘sexy little baby!’ and Jamie picked her up and swung her around.

Simon’s familiar, “Oh, there they go!” sang in Jamie’s ears as he put Mummy down and turned to wish Simon a happy birthday.

The three of them migrated to the kitchen, Simon having made an impressive array of Jamie-friendly desserts. Georgie and Jamie sang an off-key rendition of Happy Birthday, and Simon pretended to conduct them with his candy thermometer. Soon enough, Jamie was pushing his be-ducked gift bag onto the table in front of Simon.

“Now, what could this be?” Simon grinned as he snagged the donation receipt from among the tissue paper. He unfolded it and, to no one’s surprise, unsuccessfully blinked back tears. “Oh, Duckie, thank you so much!” he said, and launched into an explanation of the new kids learn-to-read program that the donation would fund for the next year.

Not expecting anything else, Simon placed the receipt back in the bag and reached for Georgie’s gift. “Actually, there’s one more thing in there,” Jamie said sheepishly.

“More!” Simon mouthed amazedly to himself as he went back to the yellow bag. Jamie watched with anticipation as Simon drew out the email and carefully unfolded it, squinting his eyes a bit as he began to read.

Jamie watched as a dumbfounded look came over his stepfather, and he opened his mouth to start to say he could always change it back, but before he could Simon looked up at Jamie and burst into tears. Georgie startled, and Jamie leapt up in alarm, not sure whether to run away or try and comfort him. Simon made the decision for him when he stood and threw his arms around Jamie, still sobbing noisily.

Jamie, bewildered, gingerly patted Simon on the back, before swallowing and asking, “It’s alright then?”

Simon just sobbed louder, clumsily running his fingers through Jamie’s hair as Georgie muttered, “What on earth?” and snatched the paper from her husband’s hand. Before long, she too was sobbing, though still quite a bit more composedly than Simon. There, clearly written on the page, were the words: Official Change of Name - Jamie Simon Tartt.

Eventually everyone calmed down enough for Simon to say that it was more than alright, that he loved Jamie so much, that he was so honored by Jamie’s choice, and that was enough to get Jamie and Georgie with the waterworks again, Simon himself following not long after.

They sat on the sofa for the rest of the evening, watching old reruns of Simon’s baking show and eating too many of Simon’s desserts. Jamie sat between his Mummy and his Simon, who wouldn’t let go of his boy for anything, relishing in the evening spent with his family.

#non tickles #ted lasso fic #jamie tartt #georgie aka jamie tart's mummy #simon #does he get a last name?#unknown #family #not a tickle fic sorry

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roeiswriting · 3 days

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Lost my real manager and my fictional manager in the same 12 months no one talk to me

#liverpool football club #liverpool fc #lfc #jürgen klopp #ted lasso #jamie tartt #trent alexander arnold #premier league #afc richmond #you’ll never walk alone #doubters to believers

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thirteenemeraldcats · 2 days

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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.

#THANK YOU THE ROSES TREASURED FRIEND #i have given jamie a migraine and i'm having a HELL OF A TIME #he is also having a hell of a time in the more literal sense of torment and suffering and such #fic: untitled jamie migraine #the not having access to WIPs thing though is very much on the 'torment and suffering' side of the hell scale #particularly seeing as one of them literally only needs a solid half hour of attention and it will be DONE #i am LOSING IT #anyway #rose for a snippet #ask box is always open #i wrote a thing #jamietarttsnorthernattitude #jamie tartt #ted lasso #on one hand tumblr's tag system is good for finding stuff on your own blog again #on the other hand #SHEESH

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instantcaramel · 1 day

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Jamie, since he was a teen: „I wake up, I sexualize that old man, I go to bed“

#ted lasso #roy kent #jamie tartt #roy kent x jamie tartt #roy jamie

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jamietarttsnorthernattitude · 18 hours

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Six Seven Sentence Sunday

“Jamie, can you open your eyes for me?”

His eyes weren’t open? He saw the sky and realised Trevor was right. Okay, eyes open now, lad. Don’t want to disappoint Trevor.

“What happened?” Jamie heard someone nearby say. He’d like to know, too.

#six sentence sunday #jamie tartt #fic: false confidence

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anya-chalotra · 1 year

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#i’ll take the ambiguous but domestic ot3 happily ever after, thanks

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darwinsfinchesx · 1 year

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Make it a performance. I want you winning an Oscar at the ESPYs next year.

Ted Lasso | 1.03 -> 3.12

#ted lasso #ted lasso spoilers #jamie tartt #tedlassosource #tedlassoedit #tvedit #ted lasso season 3 #phil dunster #jason sudeikis #I still don’t understand who was shouting the Oscar and espy part at them #if anyone knows please tell me lol #finchgif

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delusionalthinkingatbest · 2 days

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Personal Space ⚽RoyJamie

Based on Ep.7 Season 2 When Jamie and Roy first start dating Roy worries that maybe their spending too much time together. He remembers his past relationship with Keeley and how she needed personal space no matter how extroverted she is and he thinks Jamie is the same. So slowly he starts to pull away a little.

He'll get up and go to the bedroom when he knows Jamie's watching his favorite show, Roy will leave him in the morning to drink his coffee so he can have some quiet time before practice, and even when their showering together he'll excuse himself and lets Jamie enjoy the hot water for a little longer. But the breaking point is when he starts to encourage Jamie to look at trainers to work out with instead of him and Jamie LOSSES IT.

"Did I do something, do you not like training me, is it your knee, are we breaking up?!"

"F***********cccccccckkkkkkkk"

Because Roy just realized that Jamie completely misread his actions and thanks to his ramped abandonment issues from his asshole father his boyfriend is now in hysterics in the boot room. Roy and Jamie take the next 20 minutes talking it out and by the end of it Jamie is completely relaxed and his smug looking normal self.

He tells Roy that if there's ever a day when he wants Roy to f*ck off he would have no issues telling him. But Jamie also tells Roy that he likes having him there, it makes him feel better, plus it's nice to have someone just to talk to even if it's about nothing and nonsense.

And instantly a load is lifted off of Roy's back and they kiss.

The next day Jamie and Roy are back to normal training together at 4am, having their morning coffee together, holding hands when they come in and out of practice, and watching Jamie's favorite show together on the couch. ❤️