#jamies assistant

[nameless-jamie]

Airport Disaster

A Jamie Tartt Short Story/Imagine

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Pairing: Jamie Tartt x fem!personal assistant reader

A/N: Thinking of turning this into a series. Tell me your thoughts!

Y/N had never been so ready for a flight to be over before it even began. Standing at the check-in counter with Jamie Tartt, she couldn’t help but let out a small groan. The security line was a nightmare, and Jamie—being the absolute chaos magnet that he was—was already in the middle of yet another distraction.

“Jamie,” Y/N said, trying to keep her voice steady as she passed over the tickets. “Focus. We need to check in or we’ll miss the flight.”

She had to give it to Jamie—he could make even the simplest tasks feel like a full-blown mission. It had started innocently enough: a flight for an away game, some standard prep work, and Jamie’s usual distracted self. As his personal assistant Y/N's job seemed simple enough, get Jamie there on time, keep him happy, healthy and entertained. But as usual, he was making it way more difficult than it needed to be.

“Jamie, where's your passport!” Y/N snapped, spotting Jamie rummaging through his backpack, the airport floor now buried under a pile of random merchandise and stuff. “Come on, we don’t have all day!”

Jamie went pale for a second. “Er—uh—of course I have it. It’s… it’s in my pocket.”

Except it wasn't.

“Jamie, are you serious?” she asked, annoyance creeping into her voice as he rummaged through his bag again in an exaggerated manner. He kept pulling out everything but the passport, muttering to himself in frustration.

Y/N sighed. “How do you forget the one thing you always need?”

“Hey, it’s not like I’m the only one who’s forgetful.” He flashed her a grin, clearly trying to deflect.

She narrowed her eyes but said nothing as he repacked his bag. They both did a double-take when Jamie’s passport finally showed up inside a single mismatched sock that was in his bag.

“Really?” Y/N said, unable to suppress a laugh despite your frustration.

He shrugged, smug as ever. “I mean, I could have hidden it in the glove compartment of my car, but this was way more fun.”

“You’re a mess,” she muttered as both hurried to the gate, their shoes slapping against the smooth airport floors. "I should pack your bags for you. I've gotta remember that for next time..."

It wasn’t even noon, and she’d been already running around like a chicken with its head cut off, trying to get Jamie Tartt to remember his passport, his ticket, his—well, his life.

“Jamie,” Y/N sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose, “can you please just put the cologne down? We have a flight to catch.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m just window shoppin'!” he said with a dismissive wave, but not before getting distracted by another duty-free cologne display again. He pulled out a shiny new bottle and waved it under her nose. “What do you think? Too strong? Too subtle? I need something that screams ‘I’m here to break hearts.’”

Y/N shot him a tired glance, replying sarcastically. “Jamie, you already break hearts just by showing up. Now put that down, we’re going to miss the flight.”

His lips quirked upward in a smile, but he reluctantly placed the bottle back. “You know, you’d look way less stressed if you just let me handle things." He said while massaging her shoulders a little. "You need to take a break, Y/N. Maybe we should get a drink before we board?”

Y/N has been Jamie's personal assistant for about a year now. They upgraded their work relationship to a close friendship ages ago. Seems like Y/N is the only one who can really tolerate Jamie on a daily basis, and he's the only one who can calm her down.

“Jamie, I’m already handling everything. And you’re not helping,” she replied, trying to herd him toward the security check line.

Jamie rolled his eyes dramatically. “I’m helping in my own way, darlin'. You need to loosen up. Or you'll lose that pretty little head of yours.”

He was always like this, throwing around compliments or teasing her just to see her fluster. She tried her best to stay professional, but it was hard to ignore how easy it was for him to get under her skin, especially when he looked so damn carefree and charming, despite being an absolute disaster when it came to getting things done.

The real chaos began when they reached security.

Y/N passed through with no issues, but Jamie was flagged for a random pat-down. He threw his hands up in protest. “Are you serious? I’m a professional footballer, mate. I'm fucking famous.”

Y/N could only roll her eyes as the security officer motioned for Jamie to step to the side. “You can’t be serious right now,” she muttered, rubbing her temples. “We’re going to miss this flight.”

But Jamie was too busy pouting and making ridiculous faces at the officer. "Oi, don't touch me fuckin' hair, mate" He turned to Y/N, barely holding back a laugh. “Hey, hey, it’s fine. Chill, we're good on time. Y/N, I think I’m getting picked on here. This is just unfair.”

“Yeah, well, life isn’t always fair,” Y/N muttered under her breath, already imagining how much longer this was going to take.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they made it through security, and Y/N was feeling the weight of her job, trying to keep Jamie on track for the flight. Her phone buzzed—more emails, more last-minute work. She sighed, clutching it as they made their way to the gate.

“Can we please focus on getting to the gate before we miss the flight?” Y/N grumbled, but she felt her nerves coil up in a mix of annoyance and something else entirely—something she was trying very hard to ignore.

But Jamie, ever the showman, wasn’t finished teasing her. “You’re all business, aren’t you?” He leaned in slightly, his voice low and smooth, as if he was sharing a secret. “Makes it that much more fun when you let loose.”

Y/N turned on her heel, shaking her head. “Not happening.”

Despite her irritation, she couldn’t help but notice the way he was staring after her like he could see through her carefully constructed walls.

“Y/N, chill,” Jamie said from behind her, sounding way too smug for someone who’d caused the delay. “You're making your job harder than it needs to be. If you just followed my lead, things’d be way easier.”

“Really? ‘Cause that’s worked out so well for us so far, Mr. Passport-in-his-fucking-sock” Y/N shot back, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Jamie grinned, oblivious to her annoyance. “Well, maybe it would if you stopped being such a workaholic.”

The two of them finally boarded the plane, and Jamie immediately flopped into his seat with all the grace of a toddler. Y/N sat next to him, already trying to mentally prepare herself for the long flight ahead.

As the plane started to taxi, Y/N found her nerves creeping up again. It wasn’t the flying itself, but the lack of control. The confined space. The takeoff. She could feel her anxiety creeping up, the tightness in her chest, the unease at the thought of being cooped up in an airplane for hours. She hated flying. Every time, it was the same—her hands went clammy, her heart raced, and the moment the plane started to lift off, she couldn’t help but hold her breath until it leveled out.

Jamie noticed the subtle shift in her demeanor, her posture stiffening. “You okay?” His voice was softer now, the usual playfulness gone. “You don’t look so good.”

Y/N shook her head quickly, trying to brush it off. “I’m fine. Just... just not great with planes.”

She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself, but her palms were already clammy.

Jamie cocked his head to the side. “You? Scared of flying? Nah, I don’t buy it. You're scared of nothin'.”

“It’s not about being scared. It’s just... uncomfortable,” Y/N muttered, pressing her hands against her knees.

“You’re serious?” Jamie raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised. “You’ve got the best seats on the plane, and you’re telling me you're uncomfortable, darlin' ?"

“It's not that simple,” she muttered, glancing away. “It’s just... I don’t love the feeling of being out of control.”

Jamie’s expression softened, his usual teasing demeanor replaced with something more thoughtful. “Well, lucky for you, I’ve got you covered,” he said, his voice low and steady. He gave her a wink, his cocky grin returning, but it was a little warmer than usual. “If anything goes wrong, you’ve got me. I’m good at handling these things.”

“I’ll make sure you’re fine,” Jamie added with another smirk, leaning closer, his voice dropping to a teasing whisper.

Y/N shot him a dubious look. “I think you’re overestimating yourself.”

“Am I, though?” His tone dropped to something undeniably flirtatious. “Because I’m pretty sure I’m the best person you could have by your side. You ever seen me in action? I can keep you calm and collected... or at least distract you enough to forget you’re on a plane.”

“Jamie, no,” Y/N said quickly, cutting him off. “Please, just... let me have five minutes of peace before you start to get on my nerves again.”

He laughed, but there was a flicker of something else in his eyes, something softer. He leaned back in his seat, letting her have a moment of quiet. It didn’t last long, though.

“If you need a hand to hold, just let me know,” he whispered, his voice laced with an intimacy that made her stomach flip.

Y/N’s heart skipped, but she played it cool, looking straight ahead. “I’ll be fine. You just focus on not making the flight any more complicated.”

“Oh, I’m not complicated,” Jamie said, getting comfortable in the seat next to her, clearly enjoying the game they were playing. “I’m easy. But for you? I’ll make an exception.”

She rolled her eyes but couldn’t shake the smile that threatened to break out. God, he was trouble.

As the plane hit a light turbulence, Y/N felt her chest tighten, but this time, she didn't feel as alone. Jamie’s presence beside her was oddly comforting, and when he gently placed his hand near hers on the armrest, she couldn’t resist the urge to let her fingers brush against his, just for a second. Then she finally gave in and held his hand.

His grin was smug as ever, but there was something in his eyes that made her heart race for a different reason.

“See?” Jamie murmured, his voice teasing. “Told you, you’re in good hands.”

Half an hour into the flight, and Y/N could feel herself getting drowsy. The lack of sleep and constant stress from the airport chaos were catching up to her. She tried to focus on her phone, but her eyelids kept fluttering.

Jamie noticed again, his usual teasing replaced with something gentler. “You’re seriously gonna fall asleep on me, huh?”

Y/N didn’t even have the energy to reply, her head tipping forward slowly, her body too tired to fight it. Before she knew it, her head was resting on Jamie’s shoulder, and the world around her blurred out.

Jamie raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “Look at you, all snuggled up. I should be the one getting some rest, not you.”

Y/N mumbled something incoherent, too far gone in her exhaustion to respond properly.

Jamie chuckled softly, not moving away. “You’re lucky I’m a gentleman. Otherwise, I’d tease you about this for the next week. But I guess I’ll let it slide... for now.”

As the minutes passed, though, the teasing energy faded. Jamie watched her sleeping form, her face relaxed in a way he’d never seen it before—vulnerable and peaceful. His gaze softened, his usual cocky grin slowly fading into something more tender. His chest tightened in an unfamiliar way, something warm spreading through him as he let his gaze linger on her.

He didn’t know when exactly it had happened, but somewhere between all the jokes, the teasing, and the playful flirtations, he’d fallen for her. Not just for the moments where she made him laugh or the way she kept him on his toes. It was this—seeing her here, completely unaware of his eyes on her, looking like she actually trusted him. The world felt quieter when she was near. She was the one who kept him together.

Jamie gently shifted in his seat, careful not to wake her. He leaned his head back, his thumb absently brushing the edge of his seat as he let himself get lost in the feeling. She was his assistant, sure. But somewhere along the way, she’d become so much more than that. The way her eyes sparkled when she challenged him, the way her smile made his heart race—he realized, maybe for the first time, that it was all starting to mean something.

Her hair, mussed from the flight, and the way she looked so content against him—he couldn’t help but feel a little possessive of the moment. A soft smile tugged at his lips, and even though he usually had to be the one in control, in that moment, he felt like maybe he didn’t need to be.

“You’re something else, Y/N,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “Something really special.”

When she woke up, she found herself still leaning on him, her face flushed from the heat of the cabin and the awkward position she’d ended up in. Jamie was looking at her with that signature grin, but it was different this time—more teasing than smug.

“Well, well,” he said, a little too loud for her liking, “looks like I’ve got myself a nap buddy. You really couldn’t resist me, huh?”

Jamie’s voice was lower now, softer. “You know,” he said, his tone teasing but with a subtle hint of something else, “I didn’t expect to be your pillow for the flight.”

She felt her face heat up and pulled away slightly. “I—I didn’t mean to—” Y/N groaned, rubbing her eyes and sitting up. “I wasn’t planning on this, okay?”

“No worries.” His voice was quiet but amused. “It was actually kinda nice.”

She tried to hide the flush that had crept up her neck. “Yeah, well... you don’t need to get used to it.”

Jamie gave a small chuckle. “Oh, I’m very used to it now.” His voice dropped to something teasingly serious. “I might even start thinking of myself as your personal travel companion.”

Y/N shot him a look, but the teasing glint in his eyes made it hard to keep the irritation up. “Don’t push it,” she muttered, but it was half-hearted, more to avoid the weird flutter in her chest than to genuinely keep him in check.

“Oh, I won’t tell anyone... yet,” Jamie teased, clearly enjoying every second of it.

Y/N gave him another sharp look, but deep down, she was grateful for the moment of peace. Even if it came with Jamie Tartt’s signature brand of chaos.

[yesloulou]

Ted Lasso 2.08 “Man City”

bonus:

[lassie-farce]

i feel like roy kent definitely would’ve fucked the gaffer if only for scientific purposes

[em-ptynet]

vgk vs ana | 10/14/23

first game back 🥹

[starscelly]

rubbernecking for the flying puck

chi@dal 12.29.23

[whitehartlane]

ali gold saying the lads were 5-0 up at halftime against cambridge united … just hang on a second man we are so winning league one this season

[pearl-crystals]

Do you have a current favorite OC? :D (you can absolutely pick multiple)

...

HECK!!!

Okay, geniune answer, I do! I have a couple I like to rotate in my head currently!

Right now my pick is my fella Avery Jamie. Made them, I think 6+ years ago? They are a musician that is trying to start a music club with a few characters named Love, Peony, and Cilicia.

I need to look around for my pictures. But Avery is a tall fella and there are not too many humans where they live. Instead you can find talking anything; birds, dolls, plants, etc. Cilicia and Love are porcelian dolls, and you can see who Love likes. ; )

Now I need to dig but Peony is one of the fish people who I've just been calling Ikans. There's tons of extra details on that and I can only find their side profile, but this is what they look like!

Thank you for asking! :D

[horriblehistorieschild]

GUIRASSY!!!! 7 IN 7 MATCHES!!!! 2-1!!!!!

[bigspinachpuff]

@jami-multimuse asked:

A young woman seems to have discovered one of Yzma's old abandoned gizmos. It might be a good idea to take it from her before something ridiculous happens. Like the device having a wrong lever or being struck by lightning for no apparent reason. Those things have happened to Yzma's inventions before.

Kronk sneaks onto the scene. He tiptoes toward the young woman, who’s fiddling with a suspiciously shiny contraption labeled 'Do not touch (especially YOU, Kronk)' in faded purple ink.

Yep… That’s definitely one of Yzma’s. The labeling’s a dead giveaway. And the ominous glow… yeah, that’s never a good sign.

He clears his throat and flashes his most charming smile. "Hey! Whatcha got there? Some kinda antique, right? Very… avant-garde. Mind if I take a quick peek? Just, you know, for... historical archiving purposes. Safety reasons. Time-space stability."

[lunar-years]

My friend commented that in S1 Keeley treats Jamie like a pet or a doll but in a loving way and I kinda see what they mean and its just added more fuel to my conviction that theres something about Jamie that makes everyone in a relationship just really Weird about it. Like she poses him and dresses him up and gives him treats when hes good, then cut to s3 and Roy is moulding him and training him and giving him attention and positive reinforcement. And future OT3 would be them realising how much they love their Jamie and wouldn't it be fun to play with him together and be so Weird about him and about each other

when Keeley curates his entire gala look in s1 and then Jamie looks at himself in the mirror all like "hmm i just don't think it's very me, babe" lmao...I'm always thinking about that! Post s3 Keeley has both known him for longer and understands him better so I imagine Keeley picks things for him to wear that are pretty much things he'd actually buy and wear himself anyway...but letting Keeley choose is simply so much more fun for the both of them! she definitely picks out what he's wearing for the next gala <333

anyway yeah that combined with s3 Roy telling Jamie when he can and cannot drink and otherwise moulding him to his liking jcbsajfb...together they are a force to be reckoned with! luckily Jamie loves when they make decisions for him and a fun and flirty time is had by all :)

[any-apples]

THOS GAME IS AWESOME IN PERSON IM LOSING MY VOICE

[dandelionjack]

dr chang and chantho meet up in the real actual afterlife over a drink and discuss how they both got screwed over by the master in the same exact way

[faithinchances]

Hello hello! I’m just here to knock on your door because I saw your tags on the ‘Jamie’s post-s3 career path’ poll and I really enjoyed them! (And didn’t want to clog up the notes of someone else’s poll about it)

If you ever wanted to share more in detail about any of these options, I’d love to know more! I am also delighted by the concept of Jamie moving to Leverkusen and ending up under Xabi Alonso, but Barca and Liverpool also have my interest.

No rush or expectations on answering this whatsoever. Just if you ever do feel like sharing, I would love to hear more.

Hm. So Leverkeusen is the option I know the least about and Xabi Alonso is 100% of the reason I put that as an option; he started at Leverkeusen in 2022, which is also when s3 ends, which means they would arrive at the same time. Xabi himself is a midfield legend for Liverpool with a famously amazing first touch, and Jamie also has an amazing first touch.

I am very much hoping (delusionally) that Xabi will end up at Liverpool next year, I think that would be poetic and fun and he seems like a really good coach, but on the subject of Liverpool and coaches: Jurgen Klopp.

He's probably a bigger inspiration for Ted than Pep is.

Pep is a brilliant tactician, deeply passionate, absolutely nuts, always losing it on the sidelines, whereas Klopp at least once forced his team to celebrate losing a final, ie, forced them to celebrate getting to a final even if the result wasn't what they wanted. I just watched the TAA interview with Gary Neville, and he also apparently doesn't focus on winning or losing, just wants Liverpool to be the hardest team to beat because they work so hard. All very Ted.

Except that crucially, Klopp is ALSO a brilliant tactician (he's no Pep, but he's no slouch either), meaning that he's like Ted except competent, passionate, and outwardly caring (sorry Ted), thereby making him perfect for Jamie.

Liverpool also run a very high press that I think Jamie would enjoy, and being in Liverpool would get him closer to home (he could totally drive home for dinner, it's only about an hour) while still keeping some space, which I think he would appreciate. I can see Georgie being a little overbearing when Jamie's in a less needy mood. And, of course, Liverpool also typically make European competition and are regular title contenders.

Assuming he went there in 2022, he would also get a whole year under Jordan Henderson, who we can go ahead and consider being like Roy, except that he's less talented, a better captain, and actually from Sunderland (I've seen it hypothesized that Roy is a reskinned Hendo). And I want to know what would happen if he and Darwin were on the pitch together (Darwin was Liverpool's big signing that summer, realistically Jamie would replace him, but I don't care) (Darwin is notoriously chaotic, a striker with dubious talent in finishing, but also an extremely hard-worker and he takes more chances than most, so his low conversion rate is expected). Also I think Jamie would have a bit of a crush on VVD and that would be funny and cute.

The Barca route is also very fun, and not even because Messi (he had already left at this point). It's basically only possible if Jamie's Richmond contract was up at the end of s3, Barca could never afford our boy otherwise. I've heard it said that true fans of the sport of football will pick Barcelona to watch over any other team (provided theirs isn't playing), and Jamie is nothing if not a fan of football.

They were also at their height when Jamie was a young teenager, a time period when I think he would have had the most time to watch while having already developed an immense interest in it. He would have watched Messi, of course, but also Xavi, Iniesta, and Busquets, who made up a midfield dynasty that I know no comparison for. They are all technically gifted, and two of those last three were still at Barca for the 22/23 season. Xavi coached the team, and Busi was captain.

And then also at this time, Barca were bringing up a new crop of very exciting youngsters, most notably Gavi and Pedri. Jamie is a few years older than them, but I think it would be fun for him to be a role model for a couple of ludicrously talented barely-adults. He would not know what to do with himself.

I also think Jamie is maybe better suited for football abroad? Like he's very salt of the earth, "I work hard, yeah," but he also has this incredible swagger. How to use my limited knowledge to explain this. Spanish football culture seems to be less humble? More flamboyant? Like English football is full of a bunch of guys who are Just Some Dude. Harry Kane, Gary Neville, and in TL, also Roy. Jordan Henderson is PEAK some dude energy. Spanish football invented the term "Galactico" for its superstars.

I just think Jamie would love doing a little dance with his teammates after scoring.

[morgansyorkie]

WELCOME ABOARD JAMIE!!

[whitehartlane]

nah they’re my boys you know 🥰