#royjamiekeely

[sweetcandiedunicorns]

Ted Lasso S4 maximum yuri between the new team, Tedbeard, Royjamie, Colinisaac, Samjamie, Tedbecca, Tedtrent, Keelbecca, and Royjamiekeeley all canon. That's all I have to say.

[thetarttfuldickhead]

”Hey, Coach! Wait up!”

Roy purposefully did not wait up, but kept striding down the corridor away from the festivities slowly dying down in the dressing room as the players prepared to head on to whatever celebrations they’d got lined up for the afternoon. Part of Roy still thought that half a day off for Christmas was disturbingly generous, but another part of him – one that had spent quite a lot of time in Dr. Sharon’s office these past few months – had to admit that the mini break seemed to bring a welcome energy boost to everyone, including the player who didn’t actually do Christmas.

He’d almost made it to the exit when Jamie caught up with him, throwing his gaffer a reproachful look as he pushed a stray stand of hair out of his eyes. “Jesus, Roy,” he complained. “Who died and made you the Grinch? Wouldn’t have fucking killed you to stand still for two seconds.”

“My sister’s working, and I promised I’d pick Phoebe up by two.” To be fair, it was only gone half twelve and he wasn’t in a rush, but making Jamie run was its own reward.

“Ah, yeah, yeah, okay.” Jamie nodded, falling into step as Roy pushed the door open and headed out into the windy December day.

When he didn’t immediately follow that up with anything else, Roy gave him an annoyed glare that was almost entirely sincere. “Did you fucking want something?” he asked meaningfully.

Jamie’s eyebrows shot up, as if he’d legitimately forgotten about his errand and was content to just enjoy Roy’s company (a notion that, while no longer quite new, still occasionally hit Roy as a football to the face, leaving him feeling all sorts of strange). ”Oh, right,” Jamie said. “Yeah. Mum and Simon’s come down since I can’t go home ‘cause of the game tomorrow, and Simon’s going to be making enough food for, like, half the team, so… ”

“So what?” Roy demanded, not so much because he didn’t get what Jamie was getting at – he wasn’t that thick – but to buy himself a second to process the whole thing. Also, image.

Jamie shrugged, as always undeterred by Roy’s barking. “I dunno. Maybe you bring Phoebe over to my place. Have dinner with us.” He grinned, clearly enjoying whatever faces Roy was making. “Mummy insisted. Said it’d be rude not to invite me best friend.”

“I’m not your best friend.”

“Yeah, I know, mate. You’re not mine either. But as I said, Mum insisted.” He smiled again, just as widely and wickedly, but for a fleeting moment, there was a trace of uncertainty in his grey eyes. “C’mon. You know Mum and Phoebe will get on like a house on fire.”

Roy could imagine it only too well. Between them and Jamie, he had a feeling he’d be outmanoeuvred at every turn.

Oddly enough, the notion wasn’t quite as unappealing as it ought to have been. And it’d probably help take Phoebe’s mind off having to spend yet another Christmas Day without her own mother.

“I’ll ask Phoebe,” he hedged. Partly because it really was the decent thing to do, not dragging her off to somewhere on Christmas Day without her agreeing to it, and partly because it meant he could safely blame her if they ended up going.

“Mint.” Jamie smiled, pleased. “Keeley’s coming, too.”

“What?” Roy’s eyes snapped to his face. “You could have fucking led with that.”

“Nah. Wanted to make sure you said yes for me and not for her, yeah?”

“You’re an idiot,” Roy told him. “And I haven’t said yes yet.”

Jamie made a thoughtful face. “Who’s the more idiotic, the idiot or the one who spends his Christmas with the idiot?” he pondered aloud, and then – completely ignoring Roy’s second point – added, “See you later, Coach. Mum said not to bring anything, but she likes them half-sweet wines from Germany, yeah?”

And before Roy had time to repeat that he hadn’t actually agreed to come, you muppet, Jamie had sauntered over to his own car, looking so happy it made Roy’s heart do weird fucking things.

Oh, well, Roy thought, getting into this own care turning the ignition on. He’d pass by a Sainsbury on the way from to Jamie’s place that ought to be open for another few hours yet. He could pick up a couple of bottles of Rieslings there.

[finneysvan]

Jamie tartt. my son. i could talk about him for hours. the way his first instinct was to flinch when dani went for a high five. the way he tried so hard to impress his dad and yet all his dad had to do/say was point out his flaws and what he did wrong, not what he did good. the way he wasn’t shocked when ted looked away and left after seeing what his dad did (not Ted hate at all) because he was used to people turning a blind eye. the way he looked so scared after the woman had spoken to him at the charity auction. the way he was jealous of henry and ted and Sam and Ola, because he wants a relationship liek that eith his dad. the way he cries. the way he clings to him mum. the way young jamie idolised roy kent only for them to (temporarily) hate eachother. the way he ran off to be on a reality tv show just to get away from his dad. the way young Jamie would’ve looked up to his dad and start to resent his mum for not letting him see his dad, until his dad started coming around more and showing his true colours. the way he hangs his head like a child when he gets shouted at. the way he tries so hard to be the best. the way he is my son. the way I cannot deal. and yes he is a grown man but idc. im this way with every one of those grown fictiinal footballers. they are all my sons.

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[gnnosis]

“and i said, ‘where can i put it down?’”

[ song, allen ginsberg / 3x02 / 3x12 ]

[puppypeter]

having seen Brett in both Adult Life Skills and Super Bob I am here begging for a royjamie or royjamiekeely ted lasso slightly-AU where Roy's personality is closer to Brendan/Bob, he's very introverted, shy, soft spoken, a lil awkward and blushes like hell and jamie or jamie/keely make him so flustered all the time

[may-be-magic]

Okay but riddle me this. If no throuple, why walk away arm in arm in perfect symmetry? 

[finneysvan]

AHH IM SO NOT NORMAL ABT THEM

[finneysvan]

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NOBODY GETS HIM LIKE I DO. he is so important to me.