Ted Lasso Recs: More Roy/Jamie
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By: liesmyth
Info: Teen+, 9,407 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: The one where Jamieʼs not a therapist and Roy is not scared of horses. Really, heʼs not.
Once More, with Feeling
By: liesmyth
Info: Mature, 7,842 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: “Amsterdam’s our thing, innit? It’s tradition. It’s like—the anniversary of when you learned to ride a bike. Your bikeversary.”
One year on, and they're playing Ajax again, in the fucking Champions League. After, Jamie has plans.
trying hard to keep from thinking
By: liesmyth
Info: Teen+, 1,384 words
Pairing: Roy Kent & Jamie Tartt, Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: “When you said you were proud of me,” Jamie asks, “Did you really mean it?”
Two men walk into a kebab shop, beaten up and pining. Missing scene from 3.12.
offside
By: swordguy
Info: Mature, 1,441 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: The disappointment was forgotten entirely by 1:47 a.m., when he found himself pressed against the mirrored wall of a lift in the Gran Hotel Melia Torre Melina. It wasn’t his first time kissing a man, or even his second – but it was the first time it was Roy Kent, his manager, and he was watching it over Roy’s shoulder more than feeling it on his lips, repeated all around them in an ascending, dimly lit box that he prayed didn’t have a camera – and it must’ve been the hundredth time since Amsterdam that he felt confused about what something between them meant, what they were to each other.
(with your boots beneath my bed) forever is the sweetest con
By: instantcaramel
Info: Mature, 15,664 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: Jamie is truly a fucking enigma. Last night he’d shown up to Roy’s looking like he just needed anyone to be there for him, with no explanation. Today he’s just acting like a fucking twat again, and he’s honestly confusing and messy and Roy doesn’t need it.
Jamie is a 23 year old twat, and Roy is way too fucking old for this.
cool it off (burn it out)
By: chelicerata
Info: Explicit, 28,149 Words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: Roy and Jamie hook up at the charity gala.
It escalates from there.
we'd break the things we like
By: howdyrowdypartner
Info: Explicit, 7,080 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: It’s the first drink Jamie’s had in - well, in long enough that he’s not really sure when he last had a drink. It’s some sugary thing, overly sweet, makes his throat dry and sticky with traces of vanilla, the half empty glass sitting damp in his hand. It’s made all the sweeter by the fact that Roy bought it for him, a low command of 'just one' pressed right against Jamie’s ear as Roy slid past him to order up at the bar. It’s hard to know which has him feeling drunker - the alcohol, or the way Roy is staring at him from across the booth, eyes dark and looking straight at Jamie as he takes another sip.
He can blame it on the booze when he speaks next.
“Sometimes,” he says, and he knows Roy hears him, can tell in the way that his eyebrows shift slightly - and isn’t that a thought, that he can read Roy Kent that well. “Sometimes, I think about - you hurting me."
By: liesmyth
Info: Teen+, 9,407 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: The one where Jamieʼs not a therapist and Roy is not scared of horses. Really, heʼs not.
Once More, with Feeling
By: liesmyth
Info: Mature, 7,842 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: “Amsterdam’s our thing, innit? It’s tradition. It’s like—the anniversary of when you learned to ride a bike. Your bikeversary.”
One year on, and they're playing Ajax again, in the fucking Champions League. After, Jamie has plans.
trying hard to keep from thinking
By: liesmyth
Info: Teen+, 1,384 words
Pairing: Roy Kent & Jamie Tartt, Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: “When you said you were proud of me,” Jamie asks, “Did you really mean it?”
Two men walk into a kebab shop, beaten up and pining. Missing scene from 3.12.
offside
By: swordguy
Info: Mature, 1,441 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: The disappointment was forgotten entirely by 1:47 a.m., when he found himself pressed against the mirrored wall of a lift in the Gran Hotel Melia Torre Melina. It wasn’t his first time kissing a man, or even his second – but it was the first time it was Roy Kent, his manager, and he was watching it over Roy’s shoulder more than feeling it on his lips, repeated all around them in an ascending, dimly lit box that he prayed didn’t have a camera – and it must’ve been the hundredth time since Amsterdam that he felt confused about what something between them meant, what they were to each other.
(with your boots beneath my bed) forever is the sweetest con
By: instantcaramel
Info: Mature, 15,664 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: Jamie is truly a fucking enigma. Last night he’d shown up to Roy’s looking like he just needed anyone to be there for him, with no explanation. Today he’s just acting like a fucking twat again, and he’s honestly confusing and messy and Roy doesn’t need it.
Jamie is a 23 year old twat, and Roy is way too fucking old for this.
cool it off (burn it out)
By: chelicerata
Info: Explicit, 28,149 Words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: Roy and Jamie hook up at the charity gala.
It escalates from there.
we'd break the things we like
By: howdyrowdypartner
Info: Explicit, 7,080 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: It’s the first drink Jamie’s had in - well, in long enough that he’s not really sure when he last had a drink. It’s some sugary thing, overly sweet, makes his throat dry and sticky with traces of vanilla, the half empty glass sitting damp in his hand. It’s made all the sweeter by the fact that Roy bought it for him, a low command of 'just one' pressed right against Jamie’s ear as Roy slid past him to order up at the bar. It’s hard to know which has him feeling drunker - the alcohol, or the way Roy is staring at him from across the booth, eyes dark and looking straight at Jamie as he takes another sip.
He can blame it on the booze when he speaks next.
“Sometimes,” he says, and he knows Roy hears him, can tell in the way that his eyebrows shift slightly - and isn’t that a thought, that he can read Roy Kent that well. “Sometimes, I think about - you hurting me."
