#colinjamie

[afcroyjamie]

[dior4ma]

more colinjamie tweets!

i don't even know why i do this there's no fandom lol

[haven-of-dusk]

I searched up Colin Hughes on Pinterest, and clearly reality has a ColinJamie bias.

[toxicroyjamie]

Colin would top Jamie even. idgaf I’m sorry you don’t understand musclebottom culture but it’s literally true

[bentforkent]

i am going bonkers looking for this fic can anyone help me!!!! royjamie endgame (i think) future fic (i think) BUT there’s a colinjamie b plot — i think they meet at a hotel during the euros, colin playing for wales, jamie england, after a while of not seeing each other at richmond…and maybe there’s sort of will they won’t they vibes but ultimately jamie is thinking about roy…and i think this was part of a series

DETAILS FUZZY! but any leads appreciated <3

[pixelontheplastic60]

The Rise and Fall of a Midwest Princess: Ted Lasso Version

Femininomenon- Rebecca Welton

Red Wine Supernova- KeeleyRebecca

After Midnight- Keeley Jones

Coffee- KeeleyJamie

Casual- ColinJamie

Super Graphic Ultra Modern Girl- Richard Montlaur, Keeley Jones

HOT TO GO!- Will Kitman (He teaches everyone the dance)

My Kink is Karma- RoyJamie, Jan Maas

Picture You- RoyKeeley

Kaleidoscope- TedMichelle, RoyKeeley

Pink Pony Club- AFC Richmond

Naked In Manhattan- Colin Hughes, TedTrent

California- Ted Lasso, Jamie Tartt

Guilty Pleasure- RoyJamie, SamBecca

Bonus: Good Luck, Babe!- ColinIsaac

[its-a-show-stoppin-number]

Jamie: All due respect, I love you

Colin: Don’t you dare say what you're about to say

Jamie: You know you’re not my type, mate

Colin: Well you're not my type either bitch

Jamie: Wait, how the fuck am I not your type?

Colin: Because I like them a little more rugged than you

Jamie: I'm rugged

Colin: You’re not really

Jamie: I'm so rugged

Colin: You’re not rugged

Jamie: I'm very rugged

Colin: Look at you, you’re not rugged

Jamie: How am I not rugged?

Colin: Because-

Jamie: ‘Cause I'm not wearing a fucking sweat suit in 30° weather you stupid dumb idiot

Colin: Yeah, but look at you now, you're too angry too. You fly off the handle, I don’t like that

Jamie: That’s a very rugged thing to do

Colin: No it's no- *wheeze*

Jamie: Is it not rugged for you?

Colin: No it's not

Jamie: No?

Colin: You can never be what I need boyo

Jamie: I think I could be exactly what you need

Colin: That’s what you think. You don't even want me!

Jamie: I don't want you

Colin: So why do you need me to have you?!

Jamie: But I want you to want me

Jamie and Colin in unison: I want you to want me. I need you to need me

Colin: I don't know this part

Jamie and Colin: *gibberish that sounds vaguely like I Want You to Want Me*

Colin: I don't know it

Jamie: Me either

Colin: We lost it

Jamie and Colin: Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you cryin'? Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you cryin'? *incoherent mumbling* dyin'

[folkpunkbumbercatch]

I was thinking about ColinJamie before

What if you were an average player, fresh faced, insecure, and you don't know who you are yet, and you're hiding who you are for your own sake and safety and suddenly in comes this guy who's just *everything.* he's a little younger than you, he's confident, he's cocky, he's funny, he is just as good as he is talented and handsome too. And for whatever reason, he likes *you*. Well, not like that, he couldn't. He isn't like you. But he talks to you, he laughs at your jokes, and sure he makes you a worse person, but you and your best friend get to be seen by this living God. And it feels so special. He has a girlfriend, and it's fine because he still goes clubbing with you and jokes around and drinks the vodka you order. And it's nice. It's nice to get warmed by the light of his sun. Then you get headbutted. And you get a concussion. And he watches. And he doesn't come to the hospital with you. So you tell him you're done. You got a wake-up call. You realized that being nice and being you was important to. Even if it's still not really you. It's something. Then, for one small moment, he might be changing. Then he's gone. He's just fucking gone. So you grow on your own. You get better. Be someone you kind of like seeing in the mirror. Then he's back and you're so mad. He's going to drag you down again. Because he's a god and you're a man. He is Jamie Tartt and you - - cover a blood stain? Then he grows. And you grow. And he's your friend for real. And you've moved on. And you have someone. And he's lonely. And you love him. You maybe always have. And he shakes your hand. He says you're good. He tells you you're great. And you've moved on. It shouldn't feel so important. You've moved on. He loves you. You don't know that. He loves the way you love a sunrise. The timelines never work. You never meet at the right moment