#rjk

[jamietwat]

We should have gotten a callback to the Roy and Jamie both bringing Keeley coffee and her compromising by pouring them together to spare the tension

But instead of it being Roy and Jamie both bringing Keeley something, it’s Roy and Keeley both bringing Jamie something

Like Jamie’s fucked in the head in Manchester and Roy and Keeley both go oh shit I don’t know what to do in this situation and they just both awkwardly bring him a tea to his hotel room when the team first arrived and is getting settled like two minutes apart as an excuse to check on him and an attempt to do something and now Jamie’s pouring the one Roy brought into what’s left of the one he’s been drinking that Keeley just gave him

(Also, I’m imagining they’re two totally different kinds of tea that do not seem like they would be that great together and Roy and Keeley are wincing at each other over it while depressed Jamie’s just drinking it like he doesn’t even notice)

Then the seasons over and Roy and Jamie are taking a break from the getting up before dawn to train thing and they don’t yet have specific training plans or anything, but Roy shows up at Jamie’s house with a coffee for him to check in on him and come up with a training plan (but really just to chat him up because it’s Roy’s routine to see Jamie every morning anyway and he’s sticking to it even if it’s not in a training and ridiculously early way)

And then Keeley stops by with a coffee for Jamie to check in on him and see him and thinks oh fuck this is going to be weird, isn’t it? Because she expects Roy to be jealous that she’s showing up at Jamie’s house and it to be some weird thing now that they’re back in a both bringing Jamie drinks situation when it’s not because Jamie’s in crisis mode and neither of them knows what else to do to try to help kind of way

But instead Roy’s just moving over to make room for her and seems perfectly happy to see her there. And instead of Jamie pouring the drinks together, he’s decides he’s not going to drink it all anyway so they all just share the two coffees and pass them around

[caslutz]

Ted Lasso Text Posts: Part #10 (RJK version)

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[liesmyth]

Yeah. They fucked

[cobra-creampuff]

rkj is together but it's very, very new and one day roy gets all possessive af with jamie and jamie's not unhappy with it but he's jamie so he still has to poke and prod, so he says "i know keeley doesn't let you get away with this shit" and roy says "yeah, which is why you're gonna take enough of it for two" and jamie says

[puppypeter]

the thing about that season 3 finale scene that shouts ot3 or royjamie the most to me is Jamie hugging Rebecca! Since when are those two close and not just work-familiar? He and Keeley weren't together anymore by the time Keeley and Rebecca became closer friends and while I'm sure the environment Ted created makes sure there's more interaction between players and the boss, I still feel like Jamie hugging her is the equivalent of when Roy became friends with Rebecca by dating Keeley. So now Jamie became closer because he's either dating both of Rebecca's friends or because he's dating Coach Roy.

[helpwhyamiontumbllr]

okay i don’t care that it’s not canon I DONT CAREEEEEEE

5’1 jamie

5’11 keeley

6’ roy kent

jamie gets so bullied for being short

[last-pages]

sorry i can't hang out i'm busy crying about royjamiekeeley

[faramirsonofgondor]

same bitches different font

[jopzer]

royjamiekeeley really feels like the one who got away. we fr could have had it all.

[rainbow-tartt]

rjk are canon to ME idc !!!!!!!!!!!

[jamietwat]

RJK fake dating fic but they’re not intentionally all fake dating or anything, they just suck at planning and communicating

Keeley has to go to some event and Jack’s going to be there so now she needs one of them there as a fake date for emotional support and to prove she’s moved on and not missing Jack

But also like Keeley is not choosing which one of them to bring so she just soft pitches it to both and thinks that they’ll sort it out amongst themselves and choose if they want to do it and who it’ll be so that it isn’t weird weighted like she chose me to fake date so obviously she really wants to date me

They in fact do not sort it out amongst themselves. They both just assume that clearly she wants them to do it because she brought it up to them and they do not communicate at all that they’ve taken it on to the other

So they both show up at the event assuming they’re Keeley’s fake boyfriend and they both separately come up to her and play the role aggressively around Jack separately and when Jamie does it second, Jack’s like wait I thought you were dating Roy and Keeley’s mind goes completely blank and all she’s got is yeah and Jamie panics and overcorrects to instead of yeah she’s dating both of us to yeah all three of us are dating partly because it’s the first thing that pops into his head and partly because it’s a way more fun role to play for the night

So then when Roy grabs them after they walk away from Jack and is like hold on you’re her fake boyfriend? I already told Jack that I’m her fake boyfriend, Jamie’s like quick update, we’re fake dating now too and then breezes away before Roy even has a chance to say anything

And then they end up all pretending to be a throuple all night and really it is a lot more fun than being there separately or just one of them pretending to date Keeley so by the end they’re like wait? Is this just the solution to our problems?

[lassofics]

Missing

Word count: 1.8k

Timeline: Post Season 3

Warnings: None

Summary: After a night of alcohol and celebrations at the club, Roy and Jamie wake up the next morning… and Keeley’s not there.

Notes: This fic was created and is being published as a part of #Whumpuary2025 !!

It was a very rare occasion nowadays for Roy Kent to get wasted.

His youth was behind him; he knew that all too well. So if he was going to wake up with a fucking killer hangover the next morning, it’d better be fucking worth it.

But Jamie, the little shit that he is, had convinced Roy to come out with the lads to celebrate their win. Roy, reluctantly, had agreed — after all, it was a massive win for Richmond, and a damn close one up until Jamie had scored the winning goal in the last few seconds.

Roy hadn’t planned to get wasted, though. Just one or two drinks, he’d said. But the alcohol had been flowing, the mood had been high, and Tartt had kept shoving drinks into his hand. And how the fuck was he supposed to say no to that smile?

Needless to say, the night had ended with Jamie and Roy taking a cab back home. At least, that’s what Roy assumes. He can’t quite remember. He has vague memories of Jamie giggling in the backseat, leaning against Roy like a drunk teenager in their crush’s arms, but that’s about all he remembers from after the club.

It’s a rare occasion for Roy to get wasted, even rarer for him to wake up the next morning before Jamie. Then again, Jamie always sleeps more soundly after a night out. Roy runs his fingers through his sleepy boyfriend’s hair, unable to take his eyes off him. Jamie looks so goddamn pretty when he sleeps. It almost dulls the ache in his head — almost.

Keeley’s not here, which is a bit unusual; it’s a Thursday, but it’s before 7:30 A.M., so she can’t have left for work yet, right? Roy shrugs it off; she probably had extra work and left early.

It’s odd that he doesn’t remember seeing her last night, either. But that must just be the alcohol. Roy’s not used to being wasted.

It’s not long before the striker stirs, a quiet noise escaping his lips. Roy smiles faintly, though he’d never admit it. Jamie always makes that sound whenever he’s waking up. Roy’s grown quite used to it, but he still finds it adorable.

“Morning,” Roy mumbles, leaning down to plant a kiss on Jamie’s forehead.

Jamie groans again, then just curls into himself — or, correction — he curls into Roy. “Mmmph.”

A gentle smirk plays upon Roy’s lips, and he wraps an arm lazily around Jamie’s waist. “Clingy little shit.”

Jamie grins lazily, still not opening his eyes. “You’re holding me.” His Manc accent is always stronger when he’s just waking up, a fact Roy adores.

Roy slips his fingers under Jamie’s shirt, lightly dragging them across his ribcage to make the younger man squirm a little. “So cheeky.”

Jamie giggles sleepily, a sound that warns Roy’s heart. “Dickhead.”

Roy smiles, his eyes sparkling with rare affection as he slows his hand, resting it on Jamie’s side, resisting the urge to launch a full-on tickle attack. It’s too early, and they’re both hungover; it’s a recipe for disaster.

“What time is it?” Jamie murmurs, his head still half-pressed against Roy’s chest.

Roy leans back, twisting his neck to check the clock on the nightstand. “7:41.”

“Mmmph.” Jamie groans loudly again, his arm around Roy’s waist tightening, pulling the older man closer. “Where’s Keels?”

Roy’s other hand tangles in Jamie’s hair, gently stroking it. “Mm. I don’t know.”

Jamie snaps his gaze up, shattering whatever morning peace there’d been. “The fuck you mean, you don’t know?”

Roy, surprised by the sudden change in attitude but unwilling to show it, just continues staring at Jamie. “Well, obviously she isn’t in bed with us, idiot.”

Jamie, who would normally give Roy’s chest a playful smack upon being called an idiot, sits up in alarm. “You said it’s 7:41. She should be here.”

Roy, groggy as ever, just sighs exasperatedly. “I’m sure she just left for work early. You know how busy she’s been.”

“She would’ve left a note,” Jamie insists, sounding genuinely worried. “Or… or sent a text.” He leans over Roy, reaching out to grab his cell phone.

Roy rolls his eyes. He’d been hoping for a somewhat peaceful morning where he could cuddle Jamie a bit before training. But, of course, that wouldn’t be happening anymore.

“No text.” Jamie’s hand clamps around his phone, and he looks down at Roy, palpable worry in his eyes.

Roy still thinks it’s no big deal; after all, this isn’t the first morning Keeley’s left early for work. But he can’t stand to see that look in Jamie’s eyes, so he just wraps his hand gently around the other man’s wrist.

“Oi.” His tone is gentle, but he’s unable to rid it fully of the morning gruffness. “You’re freaking yourself out. If you’re that worried, just fucking call her.”

Jamie exhales. Call her, right. He quickly turns on his phone again and taps the “Call” button under her name.

The line rings… and rings… and rings some more, until the sound of her voicemail fills the room.

“Shit,” Jamie curses under his breath, ending the call.

“Jamie, I’m sure she’s just… in a meeting, or… or out to brunch with the girls,” Roy rationalizes, still gently gripping the younger man’s wrist.

Jamie shakes his head worriedly, pulling his wrist away with slightly more force than necessary. “No. I’m going to her work.” He stands up, leaving a palpable coldness in the bed.

Roy flops down onto his back, rubbing his head. The dull ache from before is coming less dull by the second. “Jamie, we have training.”

“Fuck training!” Jamie scoffs, already slipping into a pair of fresh boxers. “Our girlfriend is missing!”

“She’s not missing, Jamie,” Roy groans, throwing an arm over his eyes to block out the light as Jamie flicks the switch on.

“Yeah, well, it’s better to be safe than sorry, isn’t it?” Jamie all but snaps, pulling on his trousers. “And honestly, I don’t know why the fuck you’re not more concerned about this.”

Roy rolls his eyes, his morning grumpiness getting the best of him. “Because Keeley is a grown fucking woman who can take care of herself? Because she’s told us she hates when we’re too fucking clingy with her?”

Jamie pauses, the words he’d been about to say dying on his tongue. It’s the second time Roy’s called him clingy this morning. The first time seemed like it had been in jest, but now, he’s not so sure. He can’t help feeling slightly… insecure.

But he quickly shakes it off and just shakes his head. “Whatever.” He grabs his phone again, then gives Roy one last annoyed glance before starting to walk out. “Keep your phone on. I’ll call you.”

Roy just closes his eyes and groans again, reluctantly returning the sentiment. “Love you too, prick.”

_____________________

Roy had been trying to go back to sleep; after all, his alarm wasn’t supposed to go off ‘till 8:15. But feeling like death from the hangover didn’t exactly make it easy to go to sleep. Twenty long minutes later, just as he’s starting to drift off, his phone rings.

Roy lets out an exasperated sigh, but he doesn’t hesitate to pick it up, already knowing who it is without even having to look. He pulls the phone up to his ear.

“You find her?” he asks, rubbing his eyes.

Jamie’s breathing is rapid as he speaks. “No. Roy, she… she’s not at work.”

Now it’s Roy’s turn to sit up, the alarm bells finally going off in his head. “She’s not?”

“No! Roy, I-I… I don’t know what to do. I’m freaking the fuck out here.”

“Okay- okay. Jamie. Take a breath.” Roy’s own breathing has sped up, but he knows that someone has to be the calm one here, and it’s obviously not gonna be Jamie. “Are you sure no one at the firm has heard from her?”

“Yes, I’m bloody sure! I asked about a hundred times!” Jamie sounds panicked, almost like he’s on the verge of tears. It breaks Roy’s heart. Jamie rarely gets like this, but it’s happened enough times over the years for Roy to recognize it.

“Okay. That’s okay,” Roy says as calmly as possible, though his own voice is tainted with concern. “I’m gonna text Rebecca, okay? Maybe they’re out to brunch.”

“Okay, but… Roy…” Jamie’s voice is wavering now, making Roy’s heart clench painfully in his chest. “I-I don’t remember seeing her last night. Was… did I…”

A wave of guilt washes over Roy in an instant, and he shakes his head, not that Jamie can see it. “Fuck. I… I didn’t see her, either.”

“Oh my God.” Jamie’s voice goes all quiet and shaky. “She’s b-been missing since last night and we didn’t even…”

“We don’t know that,” Roy quickly interjects, but it’s obvious he’s far from composed now. “We don’t know anything yet. Okay?“

“Exactly why I’m freaking out!” Jamie snaps, though his voice breaks, clearly more anxious than angry.

“Jamie, take a deep breath.” Roy has to take one himself, too. “I’ll text Rebecca. Come back home. We’ll work it out, okay?”

“N-no.” Jamie’s voice is filled with distress. “I-I-I have to go to the… to the… fucking… police station.”

Roy lets out a quiet sigh. For once, he doesn’t want to fight Jamie on that idea. He lets the silence wash over them for a few seconds, taking another deep breath of his own before speaking.

“Okay,” he finally agrees with a small nod. “Okay, you can drive to the police station. But keep your phone on. I’ll let you know when I hear back from Rebecca, okay?”

Jamie’s voice comes out in a shaky whisper again. “Okay.”

“Okay,” Roy repeats again, exhaling softly. “I love you.”

There’s a pause, but then Jamie replies, his voice trembling and breaking at the end of the phrase. “I love you, too.”

The line clicks, and Roy holds the phone in his hand, swallowing thickly. He curses under his breath, then types out a quick text to Rebecca.

Text from Roy: You with Keeley?

He presses send, then quickly rolls out of bed and starts to get dressed. It isn’t even two minutes before he gets a reply.

Text from Rebecca: No, why?

“Fuck,” Roy swears under his breath, closing his eyes and exhaling heavily. He should’ve fucking listened to Jamie. Hell, he shouldn’t have even gotten fucking wasted.

Keeley’s missing. And it’s their job to find her.

[liesmyth]

*CLINGING by my FINGERNAILS to my ot3 feelings* no matter what happens today. we’ll still have Manchester. okay? okay? we will ALWAYS have Manchester. they got cocktails and cuddled and probably fucked and they had champagne after the match and giggled and laughed and flirted. NOBODY can take that away from us! we WILL always have Manchester. and I think that’s beautiful

[puppypeter]

I felt summons because I am a Bear Roy enthusiast.

Roy post retirement not dieting so extremely anymore, cooking more for his beloveds (jamie and keeley) not exercising as much and putting on some weight. PLUS he's not trimming the beard as much so he becomes shaggy roy (a la early s2) and Jamie and Keeley are all over it.

He's a little insecure at first but it's rlly hard to stay insecure when the loves of your life are all over you at all times.

SEASON 2 HAIR ROY BUT HE PUT ON SOME WEIGHT???? 🥵🥵🥵 AND HE'S BEEN GOING TO THERAPY SO HE'S NOW A FUCKING TEDDY BEAR INSIDE AND OUT 🥵🥵🥵

I fully support this, I just love the idea that without even realising he has let himself enjoy the pleasures of life a bit more, whether that is the junk food he never allowed himself to indulge in (besides ice cream with phoebe) both because he was used to the player's diet and as some sort of internal punishment of not deserving life's pleasures as well as maybe skipping some work outs here and there. He still exercises for his health but maybe he skips the extra run etc and with getting older and his metabolism slowing down a bit it starts to add up a bit.

And maybe someone points out how he looks "healthier" which then leads to him having a little bit of a moment and feeling insecure when he looks at himself in the mirror or maybe he has to buy a bigger size something (and maybe jamie's clothes are starting to fit more than being baggy on him lol)

But Jamie and Keeley are legit acting horny AF!!! they're salivating!! But they're also conscious of not wanting to point it out as they know how Roy feels about being older (and yes J may joke about him being old in age but that's different than something like someone's body image) so they keep glancing at each other around him and he's starting to notice and feeling even more insecure and maybe he snaps at them and tells them they can just fucking tell him that he's fat and ugly and they want to break up with him and Keels is all like "Oh no babe the opposite" while Jamie just lets out the most pathetic desperate horny whine he's been keeping in for weeks and have a breakdown about how hot he looks and then they proceed to do stuff for him if you know what i mean

[helpwhyamiontumbllr]

when jamie goes into his occasional animal crossing phase he doesn’t let roy or keeley talk to him so they just kinda sit next to him on their bed and watch him play and attempt to make comments?

[abubblingcandle]

For @ficwip word game wednesday which this week is Hot

From The Richmond Job Ch16

“The wound is still hot,” Roy commented as he pressed his hand to the sensitive gash on the back of Jamie’s head. “Fuck off,” Jamie hissed, batting Roy’s hand away from the still healing flesh. “Heat in a wound is a sign of infection,” Roy resumed his ministrations without a moment’s pause. “It’s fucking hot because I have every blanket in this damn place on me and if I so much as put a cup of tea down Keeley provides another one,” Jamie waved the half empty cup in his hand to demonstrate his point. “Do you need more blankets babe?” Keeley popped her head out of the kitchen. “No, please god no,” Jamie groaned, massaging his temples. “What I do need is to be getting on that flight with you to Brazil today.” “Absolutely not,” Roy growled, now done with the bandage and tape reapplied to Jamie’s head wound. “I’m fine. I’m only slightly concussed and my chest is feeling a lot better,” Jamie whined, well aware he sounds like a five year old. Well more like a five year old with a smoking problem which didn’t help with the claims that his chest was fine.