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“So I’m just supposed to step aside and let that abusive fucking cunt fucking hurt you all over again—”  STOP, Jamie tried to scream. Jamie tried to scream, but nothing came out. It was like his throat had closed up on him, and not only did his windpipe no longer seem to be working but the word was choking him. It was cutting off all his air, sudden and alarming like a slit to the throat, and Jamie couldn’t fucking breathe, and Roy was still yelling somewhere, anywhere, but it was all a buzz in his head now, impossible to understand the sentences. Abusive. A b u s i v e. And it was like that time he’d said traumatizing except not at all, and. And it wasn’t. It hadn’t been like that. The shape of it felt all wrong, and Jamie was choking on it ... “It wasn’t abuse,” he rasped out. And his voice was barely there, barely a voice at all. It came out so softly he couldn’t be sure that they’d heard him.  

I’m at the point in writing Jamie-Father fic where I have to actually write from Jamie’s pov the canonical scene in the series finale where he’s happily smiling over photos with his father whilst visiting him at rehab and uhhhhhh. I’m struggling!!

Any snippets to share from the Jamie-Father wip?

So "Jamie-Father fic" is just another name for what I've been calling the RJK friends with benefits fic on here. It started out as mainly a fic to explore jamie dealing with his dad being in rehab before it evolved into the royjamiekeeley post s3 mega-fic it's turned into, which is why it's titled that, lol.

I don't want to post too much because I haven't added much to it recently and i don't want to give ALL of it away, but here's a little something no context lol:

“No, I just meant—So there was this one time, I were doing a school project, right? ‘Supposed to do a book report on a person we admired, put a poster together and dress up like ‘em to do a presentation for the class.”  Roy shot him an amused look. “Tartt, if you’re about to say there are pictures of seven year old you dressed up as me out there, and you’ve been holding out on showing me…I have your mother’s mobile number, you know. I’ll ring her.”  Jamie jogged just close enough to elbow him lightly in the ribs. “Oi! Egomaniac, much? Who says I chose you?” Roy shrugged, “I saw the posters on your wall, so. Obvious conclusion. What’s that your stepdad told me? Roy Kent always remains…. Just admit that you’ve always admired me, and—”  “Fuck you,” said Jamie, laughing. Roy grinned at him all pleased with himself, so probably that was his intention all along, to get him laughing. Jamie wasn’t sure what to do with that. “Anyway, I was twelve, not seven, and you definitely weren’t the only player I cared about. You think I wanted to walk into a school in North Manchester in Chelsea blues?” he continued lightly, looking at the pathway in front of them instead of at Roy, “Not a fucking chance, mate. Social suicide, that. Went with Vinnie.” 

Word Game Wednesday!

This week's @ficwip word is "friend." So naturally, here's another rjk fwb snippet :)

“I do,” she said, earnestly. “Trust me, I definitely want to shag you. This is really fucking hot. I just don’t want to—”  “To actually be with either one of us,” Roy finished grimly, no longer looking at either of them. Keeley’s face crumbled.  “Well…no. Not right now. No,” she repeated, so gently. “I don’t want to be with anyone. I think I need to just…figure it out for myself for a while, you know? And I understand if that changes things, here. We don’t have to do anything if it’s going to make things weird. Actually I rather wouldn't, if it's going to. That’s why I’m telling you. We’re finally all friends, and I don’t want to ruin that again by fucking you and having you think it means something that it doesn’t—"  She was looking right at Roy as she said it with an intensity that made Jamie feel a bit like an intruder, but he didn’t let it phase him. Whereas before she hadn't wanted to be with them and she hadn't been up for a shag, now she was game for one of the two, which was really a big step up, when he thought about it. Better than he could have hoped for. He held up his hand to speak, a gesture that was largely pointless because he was already talking, voice bright and eager and slicing through Roy's moroseness: “But if we promise not to make it weird, you do want to still fuck us, right?” She’d already said so, hadn’t she, but it was still good to ask, for clarification like.  

this week's @ficwip word is "car"

It was quiet, apart from a humming coming from the direction of the boot room. Must be Will putting in the wash. Jamie was too bone-deep tired to even pop in and bid him goodbye, which was the least Will deserved. Instead he walked right on past...stupid, selfish. Carrying on alone to the car park.  The breakdown that had been building all day really finally came once he was sat in the driver’s seat and realized he didn’t feel capable of something as simple as putting the car into gear. Driving home suddenly felt like a herculean effort, and once he got there he wouldn’t be able to turn on the telly, because it was still set to Sky Sports from the night before, and the pundits were all going to be talking about him now. He couldn’t log on to his socials, either, because the fans were all going to be talking about him, and not in the good way, and besides that he didn’t want to look at his phone anyway because Dad might’ve called, or might not’ve called, and Jamie didn’t even know which one was worse.

from the ever elusive RJK-FWB fic. maybe if i give you guys enough excerpts along the way you can just piece the whole thing together yourselves and I won't even have to finish it 😂🤪

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“I was about to tell you who my Bantr girlfriend was.”  Wait. “Holy shit, she was real?”  “She was Rebecca.” “Rebecca?” Jamie scrunched up his face, thinking. Sam was saying it like Jamie knew her. He didn’t think he knew anyone named Rebecca. Well, except for—   “Rebecca Welton. Our boss, Rebecca.”  Holy fucking shit. “Ms. Welton?” he croaked, doing a piss poor job of masking his shock. “Ms. Welton is the mysterious woman who broke your heart?”  “It was not like that! Well,” Sam frowned, “it was a little bit like that. Jamie," he continued seriously, "I am telling you this so that you do not make my mistakes.” 

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Jamie waited. He let the words hang between them, knowing exactly what they implied. Roy was going to think he’d been out all night with some bird he picked up at the club. Was probably going to assume, both from Jamie’s failure to correct him and his reluctance to return home, that Jamie was still with her now, talking to him from between the sheets of some supermodel’s bed. And Jamie was going to let him. 

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Keeley asked Jamie if he wanted glitter, too. He let her apply it to his cheeks, her warm, soft fingers lingering over the skin there for a beat too long, as if she wanted to keep his face in her permanent caress, and was only barely supressing the urge. Then her fingers started moving again, deftly distributing the glitter to evenly highlight his cheek bones, and the whole while her own face close enough for him to see the foundation caked in her pores. Her lips—dusty pink and shimmering—close enough to kiss.   Jamie wanted to kiss her, and he was pretty sure she wanted to kiss him, too. He didn’t feel half so guilty as to pretend anything otherwise. 

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Sam quirked an eyebrow at him, knowingly. Expectantly. And fuck it, Jamie really could use some advice right now, and if any of his friends could be trusted, Sam definitely came first on the list. “I’m shagging Roy,” he blurted out, and Sam’s eyebrows shot all the way up to his hairline. Fucking hell. Jamie finally took a sip of his tea, just for something to do, and nearly choked on it. 

omg the fwb fic sounds like it's gonna be so good!

thank you so much! I'm glad people are still interested in it and i am so sorry it's taking forever. hopefully soon 🙏 I think I settled on the title today!

I just want to thank those of you here for fics for your patience with my rjk fwb/jamie father fic, lol. I feel sort of bad for teasing it for so long and in the meantime dropping other fics I've somehow managed to think up and then write quicker of almost equal length, lol. But, the difference is that the fwb fic has like a MAIN PLOT and then a SUB PLOT and a few additional MINOR PLOTS and scenes actually have to be in the right place for this and there are many more moving parts. Also the story is much more complex + weighter than other recent fics with more characters and much more angst.

The GOOD NEWS is that I am once again making progress on it (!!) and in my humble it is good and I really do think (hope) it will be worth the wait!! because I'm really kind of thinking of it as my ot3 magnum opus <3

any update on the friends w benefits fic No Rush JW

I have been very busy the past two weeks and my time for fandom frolicking has been spent on starting a 3rd fic (lol oops!) and doing some stranger things projects for jancy week next week SO. friends w benefits has been mostly on pause the last couple weeks. But it's currently at 23k words and counting! I don't want to share another snippet until I get closer to 30k, but it is still very much being worked on and I'm hoping to pick it up again this week. The next scene i need to write is one with Jamie's dad again and ooh boy i have to be in the right headspace for those!

However for your patience here's a tiny snippet from the aforementioned 3rd fic I started (Part 2 of my RJK family holidays series). I'm hoping to finish this one in the next few days so I can publish it on Nov 5th (spoiler alert the "holiday" in question is Bonfire Night, lol):

Jamie continues to stare. Keeley looks…well, not like she’s just spent three hours getting ready, that’s for damn sure. Normally Keels takes that long, you can expect her to strut out like she’s already on the red carpet, dazzling the world in her shimmering eyeshadow and body glitter and hair gems. This Keeley doesn’t even look like she’s ready for a night in at the house. She’s wearing cutoff blue jeans and navy trainers and a cream jumper, nothing exciting or unique or fun about it at all, not even a fun hair clip. If Jamie were worried about her before, now he’s one plain handbag away from calling 999. 

Hello, I reopened my longfic doc last night 😄

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currently obsessively checking for updates daily for i came prepared for absolution (if you'd only ask) by scarlettroses. Sooooo many of my favorite things in one fic including Jamie injury, multiple POVs including a lot of side characters (Sam my beloved gets to be ANGRY it is so good) and an incredible look into Roy's headspace it's just so sooo well done I can't recommend it enough!! Also really recommend that author in general :)

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....toooooo long because I am incapable of trimming a story down and making it tight lol. It comes in part from me not doing a great job plotting out stories before I write them and then also me getting attached to random scenes that don't enhance the plot or, well, anything, and being unable to delete them because I think the dialogue is good or funny whatever. whoops 👍 Also maybe too focused on character over plot sometimes?

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He hadn’t been planning to actually visit his mother, but once he was back in his car he found himself driving there. Simon answered the door the way he always did, with a bright smile and the assurance that there was food in the oven. He never seemed surprised to Jamie, even at times like this when Jamie had given them no forewarning. Just ushered him in and hurried off to set another plate down for him at the table as Mummy came shooting out a door in the hallway and encased him in her arms.

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rjk fwb au my beloved !!! big applause to you !! keep up the good work 💪😤 your fics are such an utter delight to read, and it's so fun to hear about where you're up to with them !! queen of teasers and anticipation 🤩

THANK YOU this is so kind ☺️ i know i give mayhaps TOO many teasers but i'm so slow to get things done yet so eager to share which is a dangerous combination!!!

I haven't had too much time to write recently but I am trying to make the fwb fic my main writing priority because i fear i know i have been teasing it FOREVER. But also because rereading what i've got already, there are soooo many parts of this story i love and I really want you all to be able to read it!! Just gotta slomp through all that connective tissue first to make it actually make sense 😭 we're getting there!!

the day i finally post friends with benefits is going to be sooo satisfying lol i can't wait to have it out of my wip folder