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reblogglelog · 9 months
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this is dragging my corpse out back and feeding the worms
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billy using everything he learned in kindergarden to make the kids play nice
ted being catty because move, i'm gay
guy losing his bitchy little mind because billy has terminal sweetie pie disease
the fact that "the line" is bullying the sweetie pie
bruce's dad energy immediately neutralizing guy "daddy issues" gardner
they are so toxic <3
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andiover · 1 year
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Can we talk for a minute about how Jamie vocalizes his low points as just washing and not conditioning his hair and people are mean on Twitter about the color of his highlights?
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I just want to tell you I am (Jamie Tartt x reader)
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warnings: fluff, language? mention sex like once
summary: Rebecca and Keeley ask you a very suspicious question
a/n: short little engagement drabble <3
“How’s Jamie?”
You, Keeley and Rebecca have begun a tradition of pamper and girl talk before matches, almost every week. Each of you bring things for self care to a rotation house- this time yours- and spoil yourselves and each other. The three of you, the medical and technical director, the publicity mogul and the club owner, make a very unusual trio of three generations. 
You’re in the middle of putting on a bright blue rubber face mask with your hair up in a mask and dressed in your matching fuzzy robe when Keeley poses the question.
Rebecca busies herself with her nails, pretending to not be interested.
You can’t help a face-splitting smile as you gaze at one of the many pictures of the two of you on the wall of your shared residence with the famous football star player: Jamie Tartt himself. In this particular shot, Jamie is holding you up in front of a sunset, your hair flips down and covers both your faces, but if you look carefully, you can see jamie’s adoring eyes. 
patting the mask back on, you avert your eyes. 
“He’s… fine. Great. He’s great actually.”
Keeley tears the seal off a tube of teeth-whitening solution.
“You two are perfect for each other,” She tells you. “You don’t take any of his shit. That’s really good.”
Rebecca flashes her white shimmer nails. Both you and Keeley ooh and ahhh at them.
“you’ve been good for him,” the oldest in the room tells you. “He’s been very good for you, as well.” 
You smile at your two closest friends. 
“d’you reckon you’d marry him?” Keeley asks suddenly. “like, if he proposed tomorrow, what’d you say?”
You stare past her at the screen.
another one of the defining characteristics of your spa days is the sad movies playing in the background. You and your girls always love having a good crying movie in the background, especially if they have happy endings.
(you remember when you had the day at Keely and Roy’s place. The football coach walked in, took one look at the three of you crying while a screaming mother grieved on the huge flatscreen tv, and turned and walked out). In this particular movie, the boy who is sick is being sung to and he starts crying (unrealistically. he’s in a coma).
“It sounds crazy. I know, but i think i’d say yes,” you tell them. “I don’t know. I’ve never loved as hard as i love Jamie. It’s not going away, it’s only getting so much better.”
You watch Rebecca’s face carefully, trying to gauge her reaction. After her horrible experience with Rupert, how would she take this?
She looks like she’s trying to hide a smile.
“That’s great, babes,” she tells you. “really, really great.” 
“plus,” you add with a grin. “he’s really, really good in bed.”
“That’s a bonus right there,” rebecca exclaims.
The three of you soon brush the tooth whitening solution on and silently shed tears as the mom on screen begs for mercy.
this is the life.
The match today is a great one to see. Jamie flies on the pitch, and every time he scores he looks up at the box and blows you a kiss. You know he likes to fluster you, and this never fails to disappoint.
when there are only five minutes remaining, rebecca and Keeley stand up and grab one of your elbows each. 
“what’s going on?” you follow them, confused into the stands, and to the private elevator. “where are we going?” 
they share a look. Keeley squeals and rebecca squeezes your shoulders, but they don’t answer your question.
“You’ll just have to wait, my darling.”
you give them looks. They know you don’t particularly like waiting. You’re the one who always looks up spoilers for the movies you watch because you just can’t wait.
You descend past the entrance and to the pit. The smell of sweaty man bombards your nostrils but they keep walking. 
“you guys know you’re not allowed on the pitch, right?”
“don’t worry, babe, we’re not going to the pitch.”
“see even though you say that, it really feels like we’re headed straight into the tunnel that leads to the pitch.”
the second you step foot into the opening, the ref’s whistle blows. The three of you stop short as the crowd erupts into screams and the Richmond chant. Rebecca has her phone out. 
“What is going on?” you ask for what feels like the fifteen hundredth time. the whole Richmond team Is getting closer to you guys. Sam and Isaac don’t even say hello, they hoist you onto their shoulders and charge back out onto the field.
“put me down!” you are surrounded by the team - your family. “You two are super sweaty!”
once you reach the center circle they let you down. The whole team - and the other, for that matter, surround you. 
Jamie Tartt, your boyfriend, cuts through the circle, followed by all four coaches. 
he’s holding a microphone and a ring box in his hand.
you bring your hands up to your mouth and look to your sides. Sam and Jan Maas, the two closest to you give you the hugest, shit-eating smiles you’ve ever seen as jamie gets down on one knee, still in his kit, and flips the ring box lid. 
“(y/n), love.” his Mancunian accented voice reverberated throughout the gasping crowd. “I live you more than i’ve loved anyone in my life. I will never stop loving you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” he pauses and you  cover your eyes, sloppily wiping up the tears that have gathered in your eyes. “Do you want to spend the rest of yours with me? will you make me the luckiest man on the planet and marry me?” 
The crowd, the teams, and even the birds flying above seem suspended in this perfect moment. The moment your perfectly imperfect boyfriend becomes your fiancée.
you nod furiously. frantically. 
“yes,” you whisper. “of course i’ll marry you, Jamie.”
he quickly hands off the microphone and charges toward you, taking you into his arms and spinning around amidst the roar of the crowd and the teams gathered around you. You’re crying. you’re both crying. He kisses you in his arms and then takes the ring out of its box and slides it onto your finger.
You press your forehead against his and kiss him again, crying.
This is the moment you will remember forever.
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When you get a moment of silence, jamie kisses you sweetly. 
“You don’t have to, love.” 
you pull back, startled. 
does he mean he wants to take it back?
“Jamie?”
“I put ya in the spot out there in the pitch. You don’t need to say yes right now. It’s okay.”
You can see the pain this statement causes in his eyes. You shake your head, new tears of happiness blooming for his consideration of you. 
“Jamie, I meant what i said. You are the love of my life, okay?” you hold out your hand. “And we’re getting married.”
He kisses you again, but this time, you can feel the promise of more behind his desperate, post game, adrenaline fueled lips.
should i make this a series?
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I need Mike to have a very serious sit down conversation with Ted. That's all I'm asking for
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sleepynegress · 1 month
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Not me just remembering that Charlie Cox was on the Thirst Aid Kit, way back in 2018, which means he knows about fandom imaginings and was very cool about the female gaze of desire in media...
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BONUS: in-studio footage from TikTok. https://www.tiktok.com/@nici.murdock/video/7249798473107705115
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hey-sparcs · 1 year
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"all human beings are opposed to the laugh police"
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"yeah. um- yeah. yes, sorry, sorry. um... yeah."
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"...I just want you to like it"
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bi-demon-ium · 5 months
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Consider: trans Trent Crimm finally getting the top surgery he’s been dreaming of later in life and Ted taking care of him while he heals
i love you and im considering this SO much but i think you sent this to the wrong sideblog
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daigah · 7 months
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Umm Angela Revere and Murray Takamoto reappearance when
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rosiesramblings · 1 year
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Handle with Care
Fandom: Ted Lasso
WC: 500ish
A/N: To absolutely no one's surprise, here is another little Ted Lasso fic. That Jamie Roy and Keeley scene at the end of 3x10 made my heart fucking melt, so here is how I wanted it to end. Can be read as platonic or polyship, whatever floats your boat. Enjoy!
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By the time the champagne was gone, Jamie was feeling just the right amount of tipsy. The adrenaline from the game had worn off, and while it made him uncomfortably aware of his injured ankle, it also meant that he could relax and celebrate in the company of two of his favorite people.
Jamie was sure there was a stupid sappy smile on his face, but he was too happy to care. 
He pulled his ankle out of the ice for the last time and reached for the white wrap on the table next to him. His fingers were thick and heavy, though, and he fumbled with the wrap for a few moments until it was yanked out of his hands with a muttered, “Fucking give me that,” from Roy.
Roy gently grabbed Jamie’s ankle, which was about the time that Jamie realized he made a mistake. He bit his lip as Roy so slowly, so carefully, began to wind the wrap around Jamie’s ankle. Ok. This was fine. Jamie breathed out a slow breath. 
All it took was an accidental brush of fingers under his toes for that breath to become a snicker. All three of them froze.
Jamie’s face burned hot pink. Roy raised an impossibly fond eyebrow, shaking his head. Keeley cooed, “Aw, Jay! Still ticklish?”
Jamie groaned, twisting his hands in the front of his shirt. Roy went back to wrapping his ankle, and Jamie flinched as he grazed the arch of his foot.
“Oi! Don’t fucking move, you muppet,” Roy scolded. “I don’t want you fucking your ankle worse than it is now.”
Jamie squeezed his eyes shut, biting down on a helpless grin. “Yes, Coach.”
Keeley’s hands were suddenly on his shoulders, rubbing soothing circles. Jamie relaxed the tiniest bit, only to tense right back up when she teased, “It’s okay to laugh if it tickles Jamie. Let it out, yeah?”
Jamie had no hope of stifling his giggles after that. He leaned his head into Keeley’s shoulder and tried to muffle his snickers against her fluffy jacket, drumming his non-injured heel on the side of the table. Roy had to be fucking with him, at least a little bit. He was brushing against Jamie’s foot way more than had to be necessary.
Finally, Roy was finished. He pulled Jamie’s sock over his foot and patted his knee. Jamie let out a breath, still smiling.
“Right. You need to get to bed,” Roy said, pointing a finger in Jamie’s face. “Four am is going to come fucking early tomorrow.”
Jamie gulped. “Or,” he said slowly. “We could all go to Keeley’s, celebrate some more, and sleep in til 6.”
Roy’s eyes narrowed. Jamie started planning his own funeral.
“5.”
“5:30.”
“Deal.”
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krbysreed · 5 months
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ohhh, i just got so nauseous thinking about this again. OUTTA NOWHERE! FUCK!
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i don't know whether i was more shocked about sam shoving a guy or dani getting up in someone's face
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rarelyrad · 8 months
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to my pals across the pond (I’ll evaluate if that is a bad phrase when sober, the time for that is not now)
Is it damned normal for moms to refer to their kids as sexy? Because as someone no less American than Ted (except probs on the 4th of July bc Idgaf) I found it odd when Georgie called Jamie her sexy little baby.
Is that common?
With love,
Me, three or four drinks in. (4.)
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fandoms-in-law · 16 days
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Overnight Guests
Summary: A small scene I wrote a couple weeks back about how Ted reacts to Steve having Robin come over to help with nightmares in my Steve's adopted by the Wheeler's au
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"Steven." It wasn't the first time Steve had heard Ted's stern voice but the tone always put him on edge. "I thought you promised not to bring girls home."
The words confused him, frowning at Ted. Since starcourt Steve hadn't tried to flirt or pick anyone up for a date or just a fling. He'd been entirely focused on looking after the kids and Robin. "Do you mean Robin? Definitely nothing happening with her. We're getting nightmares since the fire so she comes for comfort."
"Every night this week?" The question was dubious but no longer scolding.
Steve shrugged, "No, Dustin snuck in once and so has Max. I'm not turning away the kids when they're scared or hurt."
For a moment Ted looked Steve over, deciding if he was lying or hiding something until he nodded slowly. "I won't argue with you doing that. From what little we know of things that have happened in our kids lives I can understand all of you having nightmares. Next time however, tell the kids to stay for breakfast. If Robin is sneaking out of her home to come here for comfort I guess she might not be able to but she's invited as well."
"Oh um okay."
"How are they getting into your room anyway? It's not easy to climb to." Ted asked, glancing out the window.
Steve scratched the back of his neck. "Normally by saying they're here on the walkie and Mike or I let them in. Mike keeps trying to check on his friends when he does but accepts just hanging in my room for a little until they're calmer." he admitted.
"At least they aren't risking injury to get comfort from you. But Steve, you should have told us. I'm not going to stop this since whatever you kids have gone through has definitely traumatised you and you don't want to share it with me but getting help from your friends doesn't need hiding." Ted explained.
For a moment Steve attempted to reply before nodding. "Okay."
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"You aren't trying to hide me?" Robin asked, relaxing herself as she noticed Steve leading her to the kitchen instead of straight to his room. "Something changed, dingus?"
Steve smiled at her, "Ted says to just let them know if you or the kids are coming round for comfort. He was getting worried I was having girls over still."
"You are." She simply stated, gesturing to herself. "Just not for what he probably thought."
"Exactly, so I can stop hiding it." He smirked. "Makes it easier to get you comfort foods. Didn't you get dinner tonight?"
Robin shifted a little. "Had an argument."
"Hello Robin. Not sure what Steve's going to do beyond listening if that argument needs help." Ted greeted, coming into the kitchen for a drink.
"Listening is more than enough Mr Wheeler." She replied with a small wave, awkwardly looking out the door and hurrying up to Steve's room as soon as he'd finished getting snacks together.
Ted nodded after her. "You go look after your friend then Steve."
"Thanks dad."
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kylo-skywalkerr · 8 months
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I know a lot of the SW comics aren't canon, Dark Empire especially since Boba's alive in a different way + many more details, but Kylo's backstory makes a lot more sense with this particular set of comics.
One thing I feel like the sequels didn't get right was that it didn't show enough about the corruption of Ben Solo. About why Leia and Luke sensed something awful within young Ben. You can't tell me Luke would look at a 6 year old boy and see him as irredeemable when Vader was in his perspective.
With comic context, it makes more sense. Here's the exchange between Leia and Palpatine when he tries to claim her as an apprentice due to her more upfront and occasionally aggressive way of handling things:
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(Side note: The line about him being able to enter one of his clones additionally justifies Snoke's existence.)
With this context, it makes sense that Ben's family would sense something very wrong with him. Palpatine is an irredeemable evil, simply corrupt because he eroded himself until there was nothing left but that evil. Luke, in a moment of fear, was going to end Ben Solo's life to stop the growing evil that was within him. Another thing it explains is why he always heard Palpatine's voice in his head. It was Ben's mind, but he was not alone. Palpatine tormented another Skywalker boy until he had him running into his arms once more, this time using Snoke.
These comics were released in 1991. In fact, while researching this, I found out that this comic was potentially an inspiration for the sequels, which makes this even more disappointing. These comics were great. They set up a great potential, but they run into the issue of execution.
The sequels had great ideas and characters to explore, but expecting the audience to simply know where your story is coming from is a bit dumb. This is the meat they should have shown in TFA, not throwing us into the halfway point of a story where everyone's favorite characters are plucked off one by one.
Yet I still very much enjoy the flavor that this adds to the life of young Ben Solo, who never had a damn chance from the moment he was conceived. For the love of god, someone get this wretched old man away from this poor family.
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casgrandslam · 10 months
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okay listen y'all
i may or may not be writing a slow burn ted lasso/reader fic. and i'm gonna need beta readers. (i also need people to just listen and give feedback about the insane ideas i have for this fic) any takers? i'll dm with more info if y'all want!!
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algumaideia · 1 year
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This is the second time they did my boy Dani dirty this season
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