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hesherehesthere · 5 months
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shopping tripppp 🛍️
+bonus roy ‘i already own a black tshirt and jeans’ kent
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masochistartt · 29 days
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the fact that keeley described sex with jamie as pavlovian when pavlov's whole thing was dogs is insane (complimentary). he really is her puppyboy sub isn't he
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lucasgregorowicz · 9 months
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I am curious so
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jenhoneys · 1 year
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the duality of being both a ted lasso enjoyer and a yellowjackets enjoyer means you get to experience World's Best Polycule jamieroykeeley and World's Worst Polycule mistylottienat
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fanficfanattic · 6 months
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I saw this tweet and wondered if snapchat’s cutout>sticker feature would work. This was the first viable picture I had, I actually intended to find one of him with spread arms and jeering.
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sunwarmed-ash · 7 months
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Voters Choice: Roy x Jamie x Keeley snippet
AN: its gonna start p angsty before it gets happy, season 2 is where sad boi Jamie shines.(BUT S3 THE POLYCULE POTENTIAL EXPLODES) Trigger warnings: physical violence, Drink spiking/drugging (NO SA)
“What's next for Jamie Tartt?”
The obvious answer was to go back to Man City. But much like, well, everyone else in his life thus far, Keeley, Richmond, Love Island, even his hometown didn't want him. And that was just too much to swallow. Everyone wanted him, ever since he hit puberty. And even more once he became a footballer. 
“The fuck you mean no one wants me! I’m Jamie fucking Tartt!” 
“Jamie, you know I love you, you're like a son to me. But now you're like a dead son. Which makes me love you even more. Now get out.”
For the first time in years, he was at a complete and total loss as to what to do next. He didn't know where to go. He couldn't go home. Not after that horridus talk show re-airs on the late night telly and his father starts blowing up his phone with cruel, warranted abuse. He couldn’t go back to Richmond. He couldn't. The team would probably physically rip him to shreds.  
He was lost. So fucking lost. He needed to talk to someone. 
And he doubts even she would be particularly happy to see him….
Fuck!
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Arguably, his talk with Keeley did make him feel better. She helped remind him at least one person in this world still wanted to get to know Jamie Tartt the person and not the (failed) celebrity and footballer. 
But now that he's left her place, he’s stuck with the hollow feeling of loneliness again. Keeley was just helping him as a friend, and only a friend. Because Jamie’s the one who fucked up and blew his chance with her. And now, well she’s found someone who treats her better than he ever could. She deserves better than Jamie… 
He talked with Ted too, and it went okay, yeah. If anything, it felt nice to tell someone about his dad. But then he had gotten rejected, again. 
‘Jamie, you're a hell of a player, but I don’t think it's a good idea.’ 
Further reinforcing his manager's (and inexplicably fathers) words that truly, no one wanted him anymore. And it fucking stung. Jamie stared hateful daggers at the beer Ted bought him.  
Well, fuck that shit. 
It was Friday night, he was back in Richmond, and too fucking tired to really go anywhere else. If he hopped enough pubs, he would surely find someone who wanted him. 
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“Well, well well, look who it is! Me own flesh an' blood!”
Before he can even make it to the first pub he wanted to check out, his blood runs cold and stops him in place at the voice of his father. “Surprised you’d show your face in public after such a pathetic and public fall from grace!” Jamie Sr. continues. 
Jamie had hoped, prayed, if he actually gave a shit about praying, that 200 miles was enough distance between him and his father to avoid a ‘bump into’, but it seems like his bad luck just kept coming tonight.
He ignores him. Tries to be the bigger person. Jamie cuts left and turns to try and get anywhere public as soon as possible, but before he can take a step he’s going down. The first hit was solid, and right to the ribs. It absolutely came from his dads hand. Each of his fathers friends took their turn after. Bug was easy enough to avoid, the man was out of shape and old. But Denbo had power behind his fists. Jamie yanks himself off the ground in time to duck one, but practically walked right into the second one. It hit him square in the gut, knocking almost all of the air from his lungs. 
“Fuck,” he wheezes, wrapping one arm around his torso before rearing back and kicking. He had more power in his legs than his arms, and the swift deliverance to Denbo’s sternum with his heeled dress shoe had the older man collapsing on the cobblestone. 
And then, Jamie runs. And doesn't stop until he reaches the back alley of Crown & Anchor again. 
As soon as he reaches the deserted location he collapses, wheezing out his agony. When his back came in rough contact with the brick, he folds like a paper plane. He yanks up and grips his knees, trying to focus on the steady intake of oxygen and not the throbbing unanswered question of What the fuck is he supposed to do now? He could feel the anxiety rapidly building in his chest, it was too much. He didn't have anything to relieve it. 
Someone is shouting across the street, not close enough for him to be able to make out who or if they are talking to him or not. Jamie pulls up his hood and pushes on his sunglasses. He just wants to be left alone. 
“Jamie?” the soft, now familiar voice asks again. Jamie barely registers the soft hand on his shoulder. He blinks up to see the kind, and familiar eyes of his ex, and favorite person in the entire world (outside of himself), Keeley Jones. 
“Keels? Uh, yeah hey.” He says, quickly adjusting himself so he didn't look so fucking pathetic. Girls didn't like that.
“Hey babe,” she smiles kindly, reading through his bullshit as she offered her hand to help him up. He took it. Of course he did. “Let's get you somewhere warmer than the alley huh? Want to come to my place, it’s just a few blocks. We can take the back way, less people at this hour.”
Jamie couldn't process most of what she said, but he nods as soon as she said leave here. 
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Most of the speed walk to their old shared flat went by in a blacked out blur, but when he was greeted with the familiar scent of sandalwood and citrus he knew he was home. It helped bring some of the feeling back into his trauma-numbed body. 
“I just need to rest a few hours, honestly,” he starts, hoping maybe she’d offer to lay next to him, but then his eyes land on the most emotionally complicated person in the world, and now ‘home’ is the last place he wants to be. Because it's not his home anymore. It's theirs. Without him. 
“Why’s he here?” Jamie asks, though he knows the answer. 
“He lives here,” Roy explained, albeit nicer than Jamie's immediate, snappy tone.
The confirmation hurts worse than all of the physical attacks he’d endured tonight combined. Rejection burns hot in his gut. He’s gotta get out of here. 
“We’re here to help Jamie.” Keeley attempts to reassure, but the panicky feeling only compounds, and he hates the way the spotlight is now on him. Even if they were just trying to help. It was having the opposite effect. 
“I- can’t- this is too much-” he is barely able to get out. 
“Maybe we should get you in bed,” Roy offers. 
That’s enough to stop the panic attack in its tracks, switch railways and turn Jamie’s mood around. His eyes are blown wide in hopeful confusion, and he’s about to agree, yeah, that actually probably would help, before Roy quickly edited, “not- like that. To sleep.”
Jamie’s mouth snaps shut and he bites into his tongue to keep back how disparagingly rejected and embarrassed that made him feel. 
In hindsight, they were probably right. He was exhausted. His body ached where there were surely bruises forming. Yet another thing he’d have to explain away at training, or tonight if they have sex. Jamie needed sleep. Not sex. 
“Yeah. Yeah, alright.”
They didn't talk about it, not really. Roy and Keeley gave him the support he desperately needed that night. They surprisingly allow him to cuddle between their two warm bodies, and it helps more than he can ever make his mouth admit. 
But then in the morning he left, giving them their life back. 
And they didn't talk about it. 
Like it never happened.
-One week later-
Jamie doesn't drink, and it will become abundantly clear over the next few hours why he doesn’t. Part of it is because his fathers lost his entire life and mind to booze, and tried to take him and his mum down with him. But mostly he just didn't like it. Didn't like the smell, didn't like the taste, and he didn't like feeling out of control of his body. But he was in a mood, one that would not be lightened by anything but sex or Keeley and currently both of those options were off the table. 
The idiots down at the end of the counter are trying not stealthy at all to take his picture and he is just not having it. 
“CAN I GET ANOTHER ONE MAE?” he asks loudly in the crowded pub before flipping the three fans off. It only makes them cheer and giggle more. 
“One second Tartt,” she shouts back, though not unkindly, and his eyes go right back into the bottom of his empty glass.  The buzzing in his head was still too loud. He needed something to dull it out. 
“Maybe I could interest you in this, it'll save you the refill time,” An older blonde gentleman probably Ted's age said as he saddled up next to him. Jamie hadn't seen the man come in, or seen him around town really. This pub had a pretty reliable clientele. Jamie has definitely never seen this man before. 
“What is it?” Jamie asked, nodding towards the fruity looking drink with the pink paper umbrella. 
“Mai Tai,” the older gentleman smiles and something about it makes Jamie's stomach turn. 
“Do I look like I drink Mai Tai’s?” Jamie shot back, because he felt almost insulted by the cocktail. He could hear his fathers hateful monologue in his ears discrediting anything that could be considered soft. Not masculine. Queer. 
“You look like someone who might want company tonight, which is why I came over.” His accent claimed he wasn’t from around here and Jamie considers, well maybe, sex wasn’t completely off the table.
“Do you know who I am?” He asks. Tonight, he really doesn’t want to fuck a fan. 
The man tilted his head like a confused puppy. It was kinda cute. Ya know, if you were into that…
“No, should I?”
Jamie scoffed. American’s. No taste in real sport. 
“Guess not.”
“My name is John,” the man said, holding out his hand with a radiant smile. 
Jamie returned it. 
“Jamie.” 
“It’s very nice to meet you Jamie.”
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Jamie blinks and suddenly he can't tell if they have been sitting here at the hightop for 5 minutes or 5 hours. All of the faces of the pub patrons look the same and it makes his eyebrows bunch together in frustration. At least he thinks they do that, he actually can’t feel any part of his face…
He turns and suddenly he’s face to face with the Mai Tai man and he’s grinning, in a way that makes Jamie's insides churn and threaten to spew. The next moment the man is attempting to close the distance between their mouths and Jamie is acting on instinct. His fist comes out fast, punching into the jaw of the older man hard. 
It makes quite the commotion, because the man shouts, smashes his own glass over Jamie’s head, and Jamie is shouldering him into the rough edge of the counter in an adrenaline fuled rebuttal. 
The next moments pass in a blur. Everyone is screaming, Mae is yelling at him specifically, and then two bigger regulars are carrying Jamie out of the bar. His attacker is conveniently nowhere to be found. 
Jamie just wants to cry because how could this night get any worse?
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liesmyth · 10 months
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icon what’s the fanon jamie grievance…. I love your take on him so much, i’m so curious lol
Ok, disclaimer that I'm not vagueing @ anyone specific with this, just a general trend I've noticed.
The TLDR is that Jamie gets the over-the-top woobie treatment, an old fandom tradition wherein you have a special guy and he HAS to be the saddest guy ever. This is fine! It's yummy! BUT it's a very liberal interpretation of what we're actually shown in canon, and I hate that it's treated like the assumed default.
This goes for a lot of things—for example: nobody around Jamie thinks that he’s thick or slow and Jamie sure as hell doesn’t think so!—but the biggest offender TO ME is that Jamie’s dad wasn’t around during Jamie’s childhood. Period. We’ve known this since S1! His dad left when he was very young and only showed up once Jamie “got good” enough that he was a serious prospect for a professional career and gave James clout and bragging rights and access to his favourite club. (So, not as soon as he got scouted, because so many boys get cut. We're talking England U16 at the earliest.)
Broadly… there’s kind of a tendency in fandom to give Jamie, like, some kind of Dickensian orphan backstory. Like James should define him, when he's just one (1) piece of a much broader mosaic.
Jamie is so many things. He’s remarkably well-adjusted, emotionally open, he IS a prick, he has a very healthy self-esteem and a very solid perception of his own self-worth. He is a hard worker who enjoys a good night out, he's a competitive elite athlete who doesn't wallow in self-pity (cough. Roy)—and he also has a shit dad, but it isn't THE thing that defines him. He's much more complicated than that! There were many more influences in his life than just his dad’s sporadic presence!
Again we’ve known since S1 that his mother was the one who got him into football! I guarantee that he's had some good coaches before Ted, as well as a normal amount of mediocre ones. He’s had friends before Richmond and girlfriends before Keeley, even if it wasn't serious. He's had teammates he liked and a team he was happy to be on. He just… had a more varied life than just overwhelming misery.
Personally, I find all of this way more compelling than if he’d “just” had a sadfest sort of background. Some people don’t, and that’s great! Some people like different things for their faves. Some people project a lot on their blorbos. All of this is fine and it can be super fun, but it bugs the hell out of me when it’s treated like a general assumption— again, it’s totally cool if you want it to be like this! We all let headcanons colour an interpretation, I sure as hell do that. Buuut there's a difference between "this interpretation is a bit far fetched but I don't care because it's fun TO ME" and "no actually THIS is how it is even if canon disagrees".
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tuesdayisfordancing · 6 months
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I want Keeley to say “Babe it’s 2023, men can do anything.” to Jamie when he doesn’t want to do something and him to go “…fair.” and do it.
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jopzer · 8 months
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if you need to be mean, be mean to me. i can take it and put it inside of me.
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riversfire · 9 months
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Ted Lasso fans, you know the drill:
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oops-innitt · 9 months
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your title! <3 i would love to hear any thoughts/headcanons you have about nonbinary jamie if you want to share!!
thank you for this ask!! i’m always down for spreading the nonbinary jamie agenda!! 💖
first of all, jamie has always hated being called james. for a while he thinks it’s only because he’d rather die than share a name with tartt sr. and that definitely plays a big part in it, for sure. but he comes to realize that it’s also because james just doesn’t fit him. jamie feels a bit softer. more neutral. it’s more him, he thinks.
it may just be me projecting, but i think jamie likes he/they pronouns. he wouldn’t care if anyone called him she or her (would probably give them the whole “i’m flattered” bit) but no one ever really does. which suits him fine. generally he just doesn’t care about gendered terms and such.
he for sure tried on something of keeley’s while they were together as a joke or something. but then it Awakened Something in him, but he just put that away for a while in favor of being the man’s man he thought he was supposed to be. it was only after going to therapy that he started making peace with his more feminine side. started experimenting with clothes and makeup and the like.
he doesn’t usually get to doll himself up cause he spends most of his days in his sweaty training kit, but when he gets to go to an event, he goes all out. he definitely has keeley help him with makeup for the next benefit gala and everyone is falling over themselves to bid on him. not only because of how good he looks, but how comfortable and happy he looks.
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izzyspussy · 10 months
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Word for the WIP game: honest
She tells Jamie about Jack, about why Jack left and the absolutely fucked up way she treated Keeley after. She braces herself for a much more unnecessary apology, one that she'll actually honestly take issue with and not just for Jamie's sake. Instead Jamie just says, "That's so fucking shit, Keeley. What a prick." The relief Keeley feels, getting all that off her chest again and knowing Jamie can support her without making her problems about him, is immense.
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threewaywithdelusion · 8 months
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I'm still working on my RJK fic(s)! But in the meantime, here is a JamieKeeley one-shot
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lovemadethemdoit · 2 years
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jamiekeeley for the questions <3
when i started shipping:
a combination of their talk leaned against jamie‘s car, the coffee shop scene and learning jamie is actually in love! 
my thoughts:
i actually wouldn’t mind if somehow they got together now that jamie‘s matured (but i would absolutely adore it if it got to be ot3 jamie/keeley/roy)
what makes me happy about them:
they actually really care about each other and the other‘s opinion
what makes me sad about them:
that people dislike them on behalf of jamie being an idiot in season one. whatever happened to learning to do better?? he‘s clearly matured
things done in fic that annoy me:
i know they are a bit kinky in the show but why does all fic have to be keeley being jamie‘s dom (gotta say i haven’t actually seen many only jamiekeeley fics!)
things i look for in fic:
they‘re both queer and not jealous. i love that about them (in fic)
who i‘d be fine with them ending up:
roy (both (please!)/either)
hea for them:
besties forever tbh. i love their relationship and i think long term it would work best as bffs (who occasionally fuck if they both feel like it because they‘re both open-minded, sexual people)
spoons:
keeley is big spoon occasionally but they aren’t into sleeping cuddled up tbh
favorite non-sexual activity:
going out and having a great time! also watching trash tv and gossiping and doing face masks when they wanna stay in
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lunar-years · 3 months
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thinking about keeley’s RKJ hairpins 😭😭😭
no but the total devastation i felt upon discovering she's wearing the hairpins in the finale but WITHOUT THE R....
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DREAMS CRUSHED
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parvuls · 1 year
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ted lasso thoughts and HEAPS of spoilers
current fave eps: ep2 > ep4 > ep1 > ep3. although, honestly? not enjoying this season as much as the other two. we're DEFINITELY in the dark forest.
taking it from the top: this week we're obviously dealing with anger and when it's healthy or unhealthy to express it.
ted first. loved his obsession with sassy telling him he's a mess. I feel like everybody tried to shake ted this season, but it was the wrong approach - ted doesn't respond to being told he should be angrier, or that he has to win. it's not who he is! but ted does respond to people calling him out on not having it together, and the way that translated in this ep was great. he still hasn't cracked open the nate box, but sassy and beard did drive him to finally talk to michelle. although I would've loved him to be more angry, and actually call her out on the unethical aspect of it and how SHE SHOULD'VE TALKED TO HIM ABOUT BRINGING A PERSON INTO THEIR CHILD'S LIFE, and even hear her response - I'm happy that we got some reaction out of him at all.
next up is the team, which, honestly? my favorite part of the season so far. that scene they glare at nate in a row is FUCKING GOLD!!! and yeah, that anger made them play like shit, but I liked that honestly. I think with the whole zava thing and ted falling apart we've veered too far from The Lasso Way. playing just to win or out of hate isn't supposed to work out for you in this show, because the whole point is that being a good person reaps rewards. loved that they kind of took a hit because now we know there's definitely some well earned wins coming their way!
aaaand rebecca. certainly close on the team's heels as this season's star. her choice to express her anger to ted in HIS words (being uhhh a bit too supportive and optimistic haha) was SO good. and her choice not to go to bex to immediately hurt rupert spoke so much about her and what she's been through. her reeling her anger in to tell him to get his shit together for someone else's benefit? incredible, amazing, 10/10.
the whole keeley arcs this season are actually really disappointing me. I'm not a fan of this disjointed storytelling. first there's the roy breakup, which keeley STILL did not get the chance to grieve on screen, and then there's barbara, which seemed like it was going somewhere for a hot sec but in this episode it's like it didn't happen? and then there's shandy, which??? like, yeah, she majorly fucked up now, there were hints this was coming, but WHERE IS IT GOING, one minute she's doing well and one minute she's fucking it all up? and now jack is just another directionless character (although loved the twist of more women in charge). and keeley/jamie????
some interviews almost explicitly stated there'd be more keeley/jamie this season and that it'd become "less clear who should be with who", but, I'm sorry, I'm really let down by this writing. keeley/jamie are obviously not endgame and if somehow they are, this is HIMYM syndrome and the writers are deaf to their audience. which means jamie is just a device to further the keeleyroy drama and it's TIRING, and it's annoying, and he's been doing so well and deserves better. like yeah jamie is more accountable now? but also he and keeley are muuuuch better off as platonic, as evidenced by the growth they've had SPECIFICALLY when not fucking.
last but not least before we touch on nate - the trent slow burn with all the lingering looks on colin are a nice touch. I think the way they toned down the drama from last episode's cliffhanger really puts things into perspective, and lets the viewer observe locker room homophobia from an outsider's pov.
nate, my behated ♥️ the decision to let nate be awkward and fumbling and remorseful again was SO WELL DONE. his transition into a west ham baddie was too extreme, and I simply could not see them come back from it - so letting his soft sides show was just the right call. like, fuck if I forgive him for all his shit? man needs to get some fucking therapy and take accountability for his actions. and ted needs to get the fuck over his trauma and CALL NATE OUT. but this way, with these glimpses of the old nate showing, and his willingness to apologize so early on even before the illusion breaks, I can sort of see how a redemption arc could be possible.
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