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I’ve done some reading and I think we can do very well to holistically uplift Roy through his recovery journey! Though if anybody utters the word ‘uplift’ to Roy’s face I’ll bite their ear off. Holistically.
Roy and his Yoga Mums - a WhatsApp history.
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“I don't want to be a meme, Keeley,” he says urgently. “I'm not going to be the next James Acaster.” He cringes at the thought. He hates looking like an idiot, absolutely hates it. If he gets upset, he’s really going to be upset. He doesn’t want to be mocked while having a genuine outburst that he feels ridiculous about later.
“You’re right babe, that'd be super embarrassing.” Jamie changes tack, all wide-eyed concurrence that Roy shouldn't be such a sucker for. “He’s like, escaped containment for that.”
Roy nods. “If I make a fool of myself, I’m never going to be able to laugh it off. Can we all just admit that is a fundamental aspect of my personality, please?”
“Yeah,” Jamie says slowly. “I get that. But Roy. Forget about Acaster. You could be the next James McAvoy.” His voice takes on a dreamy tone at the prospect, and well. Roy hadn’t considered the possibility of that sort of a reaction. He’s better looking than James McAvoy.
Oh, who is he trying to kid. No he’s not. But he is taller.
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Roy gets asked onto Celebrity Bake Off. He says no. Then he changes his mind. And against the backdrop of a beginner’s baking class, Roy and Jamie find ways to exist in public together.
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- Part 6 of thats what i want
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The (in)Complete Guide to Britpicking and Finer Football Details by BelmotteTower, ScoatneyHall
Fandoms: Ted Lasso (TV)
16 Nov 2022
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This is not fic! This is a non-fiction resource. I hope this resource will be something that is useful to anyone in this fandom who either wants to write fic from the POV of any one of Ted Lasso’s British characters and is not British themselves, or wants to read and write fic and, like Ted, knows nothing about the ins and outs of football and the Premier League.
I've helped a number of viewer friends and writer friends with some of these things already, and I’ve also done extensive research for my own fics and had really positive responses to my author notes, so I thought it might be helpful to compile and share some details regarding Britpicking, British culture and football itself for anyone who wants to make use of this resource, either as a viewer, reader or writer!
16.11.2022: Latest update - England International Duty and the 2022 World Cup. Part one of a long update about players' potential roles in the World Cup and playing for a national team in general. Very Jamie-centric, so mainly about his future England career, but a few other details for others included, as well as some basics on the current controversy and how to potentially write around it.
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Jamie has a theoretical knowledge of the act, but here, with Roy pressing him down into the bed and Keeley still stroking him slowly, he can hardly think. “Whatever you like,” he manages to gasp out, and Roy sits back.
“We’ll get to that, don’t worry. But first I would hear what you like.”
“I don’t know what I like,” Jamie says, and Keeley’s hand stills.
“Wait,” she says, flopping down, somehow still elegantly, into the pillows beside him. “How is it that you do not know what you like?”
“Well, I mean.” Jamie’s cheeks burn hotter still. “I’ve never actually… This will be the first time that… You see, I swore a vow. When I became a knight. A vow of chastity.”
“Urgh,” Roy groans, but as he reaches up to stroke along Jamie’s collarbone as he says it, Jamie does not think Roy’s disgust is aimed at him. “Yet another reason I did not become that sort of knight.”
“You mean to say,” Keeley cuts in. “You have never experienced le petit mort?”
“Only by my own hand, lady.”
“Oh so your little vow permits that, does it?” Roy asks, grinning wickedly. “A pledge of chastity has a loophole for self pleasure?”
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- Part 2 of sir jamie and the green knight
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“Alright?” the twink says, one foot propped up to rest on the top of Roy’s passenger side front tire. “You wouldn’t by any chance be heading back across the Channel today, mate?”
It takes Roy a second to figure out what the guy is asking, but he gets there eventually. “You’re hitchhiking home? It’s 2017! Who fucking hitchhikes?”
The guy just grins. “Saw it in a film, figured it was worth a shot. So is that a yes?” His eyes trail the length of Roy slowly, stopping and lingering on the front of his joggers. Then he looks back up at him and winks. “I’d make it worth your while.”
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Ted Lasso AU-gust Challenge Prompt #20: Roadtrip
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- Part 20 of BelmotteTower’s AU-gust Fills
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BelmotteTower’s AU-gust Fills by BelmotteTower, ScoatneyHall
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“You should come with us,” Jamie says, and when Roy stares like he’s been punched in the face so hard it rattled his brain and he forgot how to speak English for a minute, Jamie adds, “To Brazil.”
“No.”
“What? Why?” Jamie bounces on his toes, getting his breath back after the morning run. It’s early enough that the air’s still cool. He sucks it down and feels alive. Buzzing, happy, the way hard training and easy goals and good sex always make him feel. He grins at Roy and demands, “What have you got to do that’s better than going to Brazil with me and Keeley?”
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- Part 1 of Upside Down 'verse
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16 Jan 2025
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Jamie and Roy haven’t had a fight like this in a long while. Actually, if Colin’s counting right, assuming that the last time they had an issue with each other was that minor disagreement they had in the pre-season over play-styles (or at least that’s what the team settled on as the cause—the two of them weren’t about to share and none of the lads were keen on getting their heads bit off for asking so they just waited for it to blow over like it usually does) they’re breaking their longest get-along streak to date.
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Or a moment in coping with the strange and intense relationship between your boss and coworker, as told by one Colin Hughes.Bookmarked by ScoatneyHall
17 Sep 2022
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Isaac spots him coming in and claps him on the shoulder just as he’s setting his bag down. He full on yelps, actually, the touch sending a fresh jolt of pain straight through his skin, and he’s so loud that he draws a few sympathetic looks from the lads around him.
“Oh shit, bruv. My bad,” Isaac says, pulling his hands away, “You forget the suncream again?”
Colin shakes his head, but its clear from the way Isaac’s looking at him that he doesn’t believe him—which is unfair, because it only happened a few times—but he knows it’s just teasing. And besides, this is what he misses during the off-season, when everybody is away and doing their own thing.
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17 Sep 2022
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The man picks the hat back up by its top to place it back on Jamie’s head and Jamie takes the opportunity to steal a kiss before he straightens up, curling his hands in the man’s shirt like a lifeline. It’s a nice full on kiss and Jamie feels better for it when he stands up himself, though he is still a bit shaky on his knees. It helps too, when the man ties that same bandana he used to clean him up around Jamie’s neck. He should be grossed out because it’s all soiled with their mess but he’s not. He’s happy and something deep inside him is pleased by it. It’s like winning a trophy, that, and Jamie stands in the lot rubbing the fabric between his fingers for a good bit after the man’s left.
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Jamie finds somebody to hook up with in the middle of nowhere. There are emotions about it, from him and Roy.
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17 Sep 2022
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After that, it’s muscle memory: force his limbs to remember their routine motions, thrust an arm out to accept the bundle of fabric, strip off his kit for his Richmond zip-up and trackkies, tuck away his boots, slide on his trainers, don’t bother to shower, would rather do it at home when he can stay under the water long enough to pretend that he’s drowning. Try not to think about don’t speak to me like that. Try not to think about you can have that one for free. Try not to think about a room full of strained, stunned faces, and no one saying a thing, just watching and watching; Then fire pulsing through Roy Kent’s hands and lighting up his skin.
In the aftermath of the FA cup semifinal against Man City, Jamie Tartt burns.