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When a job goes sideways, Colter finds himself in a fight for his life and his chances of survival quickly plummeting.
Will he make it out alive or is this his last job?
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15 Feb 2026
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When Jamie is seriously injured during a match, Roy and Ted are reminded how much they care about him--as a son, or as a younger brother, or as an exposed nerve. Jamie is reminded what it's like to have people care when his face gets knocked in.
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27 Jan 2025
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What Ted remembers later is Beard saying, "Jamie's not putting any weight on it."
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25 Jan 2025
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Jamie collapses at training the day before an away game far from home, running a fever, and somehow this ends up being Roy's problem. And Ted's, when he persuades Roy to take it in shifts. It's both of their problem, though it's a problem for them in different ways.
Ted struggles to keep the feeling of being helpless from sending him too deep into his own head to stay where he's needed. His experience as a parent both helps and doesn't.
As for Roy, hating Jamie was a lot simpler than caring about him is. Taking care of him? Roy doesn't have a clue where he got the idea he was competent enough to do that. Especially when it feels like all he does is mess it up.
(or: every fandom deserves at LEAST one tropey mess of a sickfic. here's one for us.)
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23 Jan 2025
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I'm Dancing With The Skeletons I Didn't Know Were In My Closet by AsteriaArgo
Fandoms: Ted Lasso (TV)
22 Jan 2025
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Here’s the thing; Jamie didn’t actually know what was wrong. Just that there was something making his heart race and his head swim. He had woken up too hot, sticky with sweat and the distinct, primal urge to claw his own skin off and he didn’t even know why. He hadn’t dreamt of anything, or at least if he had, he didn’t remember it. It was a nice morning, still dark out but the promise of light beginning to peak over the horizon, birds beginning to warm up for their early chorus. He’d even slept fine, all the way through the night without waking up desperate for some water once. Something was just wrong, and he couldn’t put his finger on what.
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Jamie is unraveling at the seams, and he can't figure out why.
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23 Jan 2025