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After Keeley taught him the word 'Pavlovian', Jamie fiddled with it for a few weeks, taking it on and off his mental shelf, before shunting it off to the back of his mind where he kept all the other pub quiz answers.
When else would he ever need to know that word anyways?
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5+1 Times Jamie fell asleep in front of Roy Kent — the person, not the poster.
But it was never really about that.
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01 May 2026
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Emotionally devastating
I may never recover from this
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“It’s been a while,” she tells him casually. “You’ve certainly-- grown up.”
Jamie touches his chin gingerly. “Please don’t tell me you can see wrinkles on my face.”
[Post-canon, Richmond tries to find its footing in Ted's absence. Jamie is lost more than most, but that isn't unfamiliar; it's his teammates that are the real surprise. His teammates, and Keeley, and Roy.]
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02 Apr 2026
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It was a fifty-fifty shot, he thought. But Ted had said no, he didn’t think it was a good idea, and they sat quietly together at the bar, sipping beer until it was time for Ted to head home and call his son. When Ted got up to leave, Jamie felt a sharp, terrifying pang in his chest, and he considered—
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And at last I know my love for you is here, I can see it all by llamallamaduck
Fandoms: Ted Lasso (TV)
08 Nov 2025
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Jamie Tartt is a mess, a ruin of competence and broken promises. He plays like he’s outrunning his demons, and knows they’re only ever one bad landing away. All spite, all courage, no mercy--least of all to himself.
In hindsight, Roy lost his heart, his head, and any claim on dignity about fourteen minutes into setting eyes on him. They hadn’t even spoken. The lad was at the presser announcing his transfer to Richmond, standing shoulder to shoulder with Rebecca at her most terrifyingly posh—and holding his own.
Past-him, the poor dumb idiot, had no idea. He was blissfully unaware that his life was about to go completely, irrevocably off the rails. He couldn’t have guessed that the jagged-eyed young Manc was the love of his fucking life.
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- Part 16 of Miscellaneous 'Verses
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15 Feb 2026