#jamie/roy

[kcsplace]

[lailasdermotts]

REAL FOOTBALL IS BACK (ted lesso season 4 renewal)

[puppypeter]

still on my royjamie elopement bullshit

[oops-innitt]

jamie: hi i’m jamie, and this is my ex-boyfriend roy. :)

roy: stop fucking telling people that.

roy: i’m his husband.

[richmonds-disaster-bi]

I blame the picture I reblogged before this for this fic (and @f1-birb)

"Jamie" Jamie didn't look up at the soft call of his name. He kept his eyes on his hand. His forearms rested on his knees, his back against the wall of the tunnel leading to the pitch. His hands crossed over at the wrist, and Jamie traced the way the droplets from the rain rolled off his fingers onto the ground. They, like Jamie's tears, made no noise as they did. "Can I touch you, love?", a body crouched in front his. A hand reached for his hood to lower it but it didn't touch until Jamie let a soft hum. "Was it nightmares again?" Jamie's jaw tensed. He could feel the muscle in his cheek twitching with how hard he was clenching as he flexed cold fingers. He hated this. He hated that despite all the progress that he had made, a little bit of thunder had sent him spiraling. The sounds reminding him of the sound of metal as it crushed around him, and then there was a smell clinging to the inside of his nose. The smell of burning rubber and the metallic tinge of blood that had run down his face from his hairline. It had been a year since the crash but tonight it had felt as if Jamie was right back there in the team bus, screaming for Roy to open his eyes. "Babe, I'm right here", Roy promised, tipping Jamie's chin upwards until Jamie finally looked at him. His eyes desperately searching for blood, for cuts and scratches that had covered Roy's face because when the crash had hit, he had thrown himself over Jamie and Sam to try protect them from the glass. The prick. Sam and he had walked away from that crash with superficial injuries. Roy hadn't walked away. He had been wheeled away into an ambulance and straight into surgery where Jamie couldn't follow. "You weren't there when I woke up", Jamie whispered, his jaw trembling as he held back more tears, blinking up at his partner, "You weren't there and I had to...I couldn't..." Roy didn't judge him. Not for this. He just sat down despite the wet patches, despite the rain blowing in form the opening of the tunnel, and pulled Jamie into his lap. His kiss against Jamie's temple felt like a soothing balm to his soul as Jamie rested a hand over Roy's heart just to feel it beating. "I'm here. I'm sorry I wasn't when you woke up. Call me old man, but I fell asleep on the sofa and didn't wake until the door slammed", Roy begrudgingly admitted, and if it were any other night, Jamie would tease him for what he had admitted but not tonight. Tonight Jamie just held him. He breathed in his familiar scent, and let his body begin to untense because Roy was here. The thunder rolled on outside and Jamie just kept breathing.

[babytarttdoodoo]

i'm sleepy and thinking about how funny it is we don't use a collective portmanteaux for roy/jamie

'joy' is right there

but we all took one look at these assholes and went 'nope, not calling them that'

[abubblingcandle]

🌹 please!

<3 <3 - This time a little Jamie/Roy one shot idea that literally has this much written of it

---

“Oh fuck, your mum is hot,” Roy blurted out as he shot up in bed like a vampire awakening from his coffin. Jamie rolled away, startled by the sudden movement, and choked on air.

“Babe, I mean, yes. Her genetics helped make this,” he pointed to his half naked form with a frown. “But also eww, we’re in bed together and you’re hitting on my mum?” Jamie whacked him on the chest.

[singaroundelay]

SO! It's been a hot minute since I shared the link to the Ted Lasso Slash server, but — in case anyone is missing community and a place to chat with other folks in realtime, this place exists! We're still very active and definitely not going anywhere. 💖

Main ships are Ted/Trent, Roy/Jamie, Roy/Trent, and Colin/Isaac — but slash, femmeslash, and the RJK OT3 are all welcome!

We're planning a server-wide re-watch to start sometime in July... plus planning game nights, some fic exchanges, and other events too. PLUS, prompt sharing, fic help and just general fannish insanity. It's an incredibly welcoming group of folks so come drop by and join us!

Even if S3 is over (and we wait with baited breath to find out about S4 and/or spinoffs) we still have plenty of complimentary tinfoil hats for all the Ted/Trent and Roy/Jamie shippers! There's also cookies. (And some of them are gluten free, too!)

[ace-trainer-risu]

oh yeah Jamie attended Roy’s silly little family holiday and bought him an incredibly sweet and thoughtful present, but they’re NOT making out sloppy style. Sure. Ok. GROW UP TED LASSO WRITERS.

[cuppachar]

What are your Ted Lasso ships?

Hi anon!

I am mixed bag really.

I prefer to read gen actually (for example Ted & Jamie, Roy & Jamie etc), but I also like Jamie/Roy ('cause, yowser, these two have fantastic chemistry) and have featured a lot of my prompts with that ship on here. I'll read, because I like the characters and chemistry, poly Jamie/Roy/Keeley, but I can take it or leave it.

Of course, I still like Roy/Keeley and was never really a fan of Keeley/Jack (I did however really like the chemistry between Roy and Phoebe's teacher)

Although they had absolutely zero scenes together, I kind of lik the idea of Beard/Barbara - I just think these two oddballs would have found a similar vibe/wavelength of bizarre-rity.

And, to finish, I just love gen with Jamie and all of his AFC Richmond teammates, but especially Sam, as I just love the slow-burn-enemies-to-frenemies-to-friends thing they had going on. Season 3 Jamie & Sam was beautiful.

Sorry for the rambling answer, like I said, it's a very mixed bag

[instantcaramel]

[kcsplace]

Jamie: This date is boring.

Roy: This isn't a date. I told you I was going to the store.

Jamie: Then why did you invite me?

Roy: I didn't. I specifically said "do not come with me" and you said "don't tell me what to do" and followed me here.

[seizethegay420]

[puppypeter]

what if royjamie was a thing and they weren't allowed to continue the 4am training once roy becomes manager so jamie decides to train on his own and his non-richmond PT is a rugby guy so he follows their training (without actually playing because he's too little, can't risk injuries plus his hands are awful compared to his feet) and he becomes even thicker and stronger with even meatier powerful thighs and even more of a fat ass than he already has (imagine roy's thoughts and feelings)

[i-dont-have-time-for-this]

Manifest your dreams the same way Jamie Tartt manifested his

[richmonds-disaster-bi]

Bringing back omega Roy au because I miss it

"You don't have to be so defensive all the time, Roy"

Ted's words made Roy want to growl as he clenched his hand around his pen. The American beta was watching him as if he was judging him. As if he hadn't just watched a reporter get dragged out of the room by Beard for the way he started questioning Roy's abilities to coach because he was a "washed up, bitter omega".

Roy had managed to get a few colourful words in in response before Beard had dragged the reporter out of the media room. Yes, he had been defensive, and yes he had told the rest of the reporters that that outdated traditionalist thinking was bullshit, but he had done it to protect his players.

Roy had grown up with his status being used against him. He'd been mocked and pushed until he had snapped and knocked a kid out cold for the way they had tried to touch him. He had dealt with years of verbal abuse that was meant to "make him toughen up" but had only made him hate himself and his designation.

So maybe he was defensive, but he knew how badly words like those could teat down his players like Colin, or even Richard despite the French man being one of the most unapologetically omega players Roy had ever met.

"Words have power Ted", Roy replied, a slight growl in his throat and he knew his scent was stinking up the place, "I don't have to sit there and listen to that bullshit"

"Ya don't", Ted agreed, rubbing at his chin, "But that don't mean you gotta jump down their throats like a hidden bone in a fish to choke them"

"Ted", Beard warned, the alpha not looking up from his book in the adjoining office.

"All I'm saying is I don't get it", Ted defended, "Just let it slide off, keep moving like Dory says"

"That's just keep swimmin', Coach", Jamie's accent joined the conversation as he pushed passed Ted, "And I need to talk to grandad 'ere about that last play, so...."

Ted hesitated in the door, clearly not wanting to end the discussion. He glanced at Roy who was staring at the wall, and decided it wasn't worth the fight as he raised his hands and left.

Jamie wasted no time in closing the door behind him and locking it. He pulled the shutters down too, cutting off Ted's view of the office before he moved to kneel beside Roy. His hands gentle on Roy's thighs as he looked up at the other.

"Alright, lad?", Jamie asked softly.

Roy growled weakily before he let Jamie's scent wrap around him and he relaxed slightly. One of his hands went to Jamie's hair, grimacing at the feel of whatever leave in conditioner Jamie had used at the match.

"I don't need protecting", Roy warned because he knew that Jamie had smelled his distress and anger before he'd intervened.

"I know. Roy Kent's a big bad omega army of one", Jamie grinned, and there was nothing but truth in his eyes, "Doesn't mean I can't be his sexeh little alpha watching proudly as he tears apart the world"

Jamie's words got a laugh out of Roy. It was more like an annoyed huff, but Jamie's entire face lit up anyways as if he'd just scored a winning goal.

"Do you wanna talk 'bout it?"

Roy just shook his head. He was tired, too tired to keep fighting this fight that he'd been tackling since he was sixteen and freshly presented after his first mock heat.

"Wanna go 'ome and take a bubble bath and get drunk on wine?", Jamie pressed a kiss against Roy's palm.

"Fuck yeah"