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26, she/her, Bi, Deep in the throes of JS obsession (and a little embarrassed about it)

[thisismysecondrodeo]

ThisIsMySecondRodeo Fic Masterlist

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Do me a favor, don't call (Carson & Charlie, Angst, 1K) Picks up immediately after Charlie sees Carson and Greta on the porch. Carson follows and they discuss their relationship.

[my-uhhhhh]

Oh no Carmy x Syd is Tedbecca all over again 😭

[jolteonmchale]

[calzone-d]

i’m alive i promise! i’ve had four clinicals in three days, and today is the 2 for 1 combo. i plan on getting stuff out this week for you guys!

and always always feel free to send stuff in! if i don’t get to it right away, i’ll get to it eventually :)

[thisismysecondrodeo]

You're crushing it

[discolizardx]

this might be a hot take but this could be one of my favorite looks i fear 🧍‍♀️

[my-soupy-brain-deactivated20240]

reader surprised ted by getting a belly button piercing. naturally, he finds it irresistible

Oooof, he loves your belly so more reason to draw attention to it, and he's all for it. Let's gooooo!

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Warning: Light smut/foreplay ahead

Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader (f)

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You were a little nervous about what Ted might think.

You've always wanted a bellybutton piercing, and for years you put it off but recently you decided that life's too short and you might as well go after the things you wanna do.

So when Ted curled up with you on the couch, his hand around your waist and over your belly, you stifled a giggle when he brushed over the little ring now poking under your shirt.

"Well what's that, sugar?" he asked playfully, his long, warm fingers climbing under the hem to touch your skin, the pads of his fingers brushing over the ring.

"Yeah, uh, I always wanted one, so I got one," you answer, looking up at him from his shoulder where you nestled your head.

"Is that so?" he asks, his voice low and husky, his fingertips still massaging over the jewelry.

"That's mighty sexy if you ask me," he adds, his breathing shifting as he strokes your skin. Your body is heating up quickly, knowing his reaction to it is more than you expected.

"I'm glad you think so, Teddy," you offer, your voice low and eyes heavy as you watch his cheeks blush. He leans down to kiss you, his other hand cupping your face while his soft lips and tickling mustache move down your jaw to your neck.

It doesn't take much to lean back on the couch, bringing him with you between your thighs. He wastes no time pushing up your shirt to take a look at your new accessory.

"Golly, that's just..." he mutters to himself, kissing your belly down, down, down... "Yeah?" "The sexiest fucking thing, darlin'," he says, letting an untypical curse leave his lips.

His tongue makes contact with your belly button, flicking the hoop there, making you let out a flustered moan.

"Mmmhmm. I definitely enjoy this," he whispers to your tummy, his hands holding your hips, climbing up your shirt to your breasts. Your hips buck at the desire pooling in your body.

"Makes me think...maybe I should go lower, what do you think?" he asks, looking up at you with dark chocolate eyes from between your legs. "God yes, please," you muster, your lips quivering a moan at the need you have no.

He shimmies your sweatpants down your legs and pools them on the floor, returning to your belly to kiss your jewelry. As his tongue moves against it he teases, "Yeah, it'll feel just like that," before sliding your underwear to the side.

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OOOOOF! That got spicier than I expected but totally agree, Ted would find a way to play with it and turn you on more. So here ya go, happy smut Friday! Ha!

[thisismysecondrodeo]

Can I just say that All of Ted's sweaters look soft as all hell and I need to know what his laundry routine is. Like is he washing in hot or cold water? What brand of detergent does he use? He must be using fabric softener right? And to that point, you know what Jason's look hella soft too, I want to steal them

Okay @my-soupy-brain actually looked up where some of the Ted sweaters are from in the JSuds discord, in case you want to take this sweater interest to the next level lol 👀

Midweight Pocket Sweatshirt in Antique Grey Mix

Todd wanted a midweight sweatshirt with a soft hand feel, and this new style is the result. The fabric is a loopback French Terry  meaning t

[thisismysecondrodeo]

i just wanna say regarding your bio, don't be embarrassed about your JS obsession! I've loved him since Going the Distance came out that was when I first saw him and was like "who is that and why do I need to see him in more things"... so it's a good thing!! Embrace it!!

OMG you're so sweet anon, I appreciate it! And I'm so glad so many folks appreciate him 😊

[calzone-d]

pool day with ted

Sunscreen (Ted Lasso x Fem!Reader)

this was a ‘first pool day with ted and the team’ type deal but it quickly turned into its own fic. thanks anon!!

a/n: idk the word count and this was most definitely not proofread.

tw: alcohol/drinking but that’s it i think!!

find my masterlist here.

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the team had settled on a beach day, apparently it had been a long time coming.

you and ted had a flirty, teasing relationship that had developed over the past few months and you were looking forward to his reaction of seeing you in your swimsuit.

keeley helped you pick out one that was a little showy but still tasteful, because at the end of the day you did still work with these people.

the trek down to the beach wasn’t bad, and everyone quickly claimed their loungers before heading into the water. ted obviously sat his stuff down next to yours in a heartbeat, which only boosted your confidence. you’d been bantering back and forth all morning, and it had reawakened that longing for something more deep inside you.

after he draped his towel over his chair he quickly got caught up in a conversation with beard and roy. behind him, you made small talk with keeley as you slid your cover up off and applied some sunscreen. ted didn’t miss the way beard and roy glanced over at you while they slightly drifted off from their conversation.

everyone knew ted had a thing for you, especially his fellow coaches, and they couldn’t wait to see his reaction at you in this deep burgundy string bikini. as soon as he turned around to see what caught their attention, you were moving towards him with a bottle of sunscreen in your hands.

“ted, can you get my back please?”, your smile almost made him faint. he couldn’t stop the way his eyes slowly flickered down your body as he sputtered, trying to remain respectful while falling victim to his mind’s instincts.

keeley had conveniently walked off to talk to a few of the players and helped them set up their beach volleyball game.

ted’s mouth opened and closed a few times before he cleared his throat, “oh- uh, yeah I can.. yeah.”

you slyly but your lip and watched him take the tube of sunscreen with shaky hands.

they trembled lightly against your skin as he brushed your hair to the side. you held back a shiver at the feeling, hoping he didn’t notice the goosebumps that scattered across your skin.

thankfully everyone else had seemed to drift into their own conversations as he worked the lotion into your back. he was uncharacteristically quiet, and seemed to rub it in for far longer than he probably needed to.

you didn’t dare say anything to him, but after a few more seconds he seemed pleased with his work. either that or he couldn’t handle having his hands on you any longer.

“there you go, angel.”, your cheeks flushed at the nickname he’d picked up over the past few weeks.

ted tossed the tube of sunscreen back into your bag, expecting you to run off to meet keeley. in an attempt to stop himself from scaring you off, he didn’t say another word and turned to find beard.

“wait, ted!”, he quickly turned around at the sound of your voice.

your heart pounded in your chest as you made a move on him. a small move, but enough to make you feel like you’re going to shit your pants nonetheless.

“you don’t- did you put sunscreen on yet?”

“uh, no.. i didn’t. usually just bypass it n’deal with the burn later.”

your eyebrows crinkled at him. “c’mere ted..”

there wasn’t a chance in hell he’d be able to resist you calling his name like that.

you would’ve thought ted was just learning how to walk by the way he awkwardly stumbled towards you. wanting him to relax, you coaxed him to sit down.

“here, sit..”, he sat on the edge of the beach chair while you got on your knees behind him.

after his back was to you, he slipped his thin t-shirt over his head. you didn’t miss the way his biceps flexed as he pulled it off, and you definitely didn’t even try stopping your eyes from trailing over his broad shoulders. a deep blush spread across your cheeks as you imagined them towering over you.

sure, you had a hefty appreciation for them underneath his clothes, but now? it took all the strength you had not to press soft kisses to the light freckles scattered on his skin.

trailing your eyes down, there was no way you were going to look over his love handles. you knew he was kind of insecure about being a bit out of shape, but if he only knew how bad you wanted to grab onto him. they seemed perfectly molded for your hands.

before he could grow suspicious you cleared your throat and grabbed the tube of sunscreen.

you put a healthy amount of the sunscreen in your hands and rubbed it between your palms in an attempt to warm it up. still, when your hands made contact with ted’s shoulders, he jumped.

the sunscreen could’ve been boiling hot and he still would’ve jumped solely from the feeling of your hands on him.

your hand on his arm after a funny joke was already almost too much, but he was certain the feeling of your hands on his bare skin would bring him to an early death.

ted’s shoulders were still tense as you rubbed the sunscreen in.

“you okay, coach?”

“me? oh, uh- i’m good. m’fine ‘n dandy over here”, his awkward chuckle made your heart beat a bit faster.

even in the sweltering heat, you swore you felt goosebumps under your fingertips as they ran back and forth over his broad shoulders. mentally, you mapped out each little freckle, trying to commit it to memory.

moving your hands back towards his neck, you applied more pressure, “relax, ted..”

he was quiet now as he slowly relaxed his shoulders and let out the breath he was holding. the sunscreen had been rubbed in, at this point you were basically giving him a massage. thank god it was just the two of you, because surely one of the other coaches would’ve slid a knowing remark in somewhere.

the feeling of him just breathing underneath your bare hands had you feeling all fuzzy. by the time your hands got to his mid back, there was no more sunscreen.

you pulled away to get more, and if you listened close enough you swear ted whimpered at the loss of contact. he turned around but as soon as he realized you were just getting more, he settled. in the back of his mind he was hoping and praying you didn’t notice how desperate he seemed.

it’s not even that he was desperate, he was just desperate for you.

he let out another deep breath as your hands worked the muscles of his lower back, and you were so happy to see him finally relax.

“feel good, teddy?”

ah, there it was. the nickname you reserved for moments where you really wanted to tease him and see him blush. no matter how ted his cheeks got, he couldn’t deny that he loved it.

“y-yeah.. feels amazing, hun.”

now it was your turn to blush at the pet names. ted slowly slipped into the habit of calling you “hun” after finding you upset in your office after work one day. there was no doubt the coaches and team had picked up on it, but you were lucky enough that they didn’t say anything to your faces.

he didn’t want to stop calling you that. it was the closest he could get to doting on you. a nicknamed reserved for him to call you.

and you sure as hell didn’t mind. all you could manage back was a sweet hum and a tiny shuffle towards his back. ted leaned back ever so slightly in a poor attempt to meet you halfway.

before you could open your mouth, sam’s voice interrupted you.

“coach! do you want to come play beach volleyball with us?”

now, all eyes were on you and ted. well, most eyes.

“oh, uh.. sure thing, sam! be right there!”, he turned around after watching sam walk off.

“think i’m protected from the sun now?”, he teased with a smirk.

your chuckle made his heart pound as you replied, “for a little while at least. come back in about an hour though, yeah? don’t want you getting burnt.”

ted stuttered a bit at that. he was used to the light teasing and flirty banter, but definitely wasn’t used to the idea of someone taking care of him. not even someone wanting to take care of him. if he hadn’t already been in love with you before, he sure as hell would’ve been now.

his silence scared you, but luckily he spoke before you could sputter out an awkward apology.

“y-yeah, okay. better be waitin’ for me, missy.”, thankfully he turned away after winking at you because if not, he would’ve seen you internally combust.

you watched him walk away and bit your lip watching his calf muscles flex as he walked through the sand. the way his biceps flexed as he caught the volleyball almost made you moan. before you could get any further into your thoughts, keeley walked over with the cooler you two had packed.

“oooh, looking at your man, huh?”, her voice was cheeky as always. she sat in the chair beside you and tossed you a seltzer and a can holder to put it in.

“my man? yeah, okay.”

“oh, babe, stop that. i just watched you rub sunscreen on his shoulders for twenty minutes like you were in some porno.”

“that- he didn’t want to get sunburnt!”, your voice went up about four octaves.

“yeah yeah, whatever you say babe.”, she teased. you two got settled in the beach chairs and sipped on your drinks while you had some girl time.

keeley gave you the latest on her and roy while you both worked on a pretty strong buzz.

an hour and a half later, the buzz turned into being straight up drunk. keeley had you cackling at a well-timed sex joke before changing the conversation.

“ooh, y/n, look! here comes your work husband.”, although her voice was relatively quiet it suddenly seemed like she was screaming.

“keeley- what.. don’t-“

keeley giggled and relaxed back into her seat while you turned to face ted.

he looked like a dream walking towards you. a sheer layer of sweat had made its way to his forehead and shoulders, and his chest was heaving. you hadn’t really gotten a good look at his figure from the front until now, and being drunk made it so much worse.

dark hair was scattered across his chest and belly with some grey sprinkled in here and there. he wasn’t ripped, but was working the dadbod in all its fashion. those shoulders were just as broad from the front.

the sunglasses you were wearing were your saving grace, because you felt like a straight up perv the way you were basically eye-fucking him. you could only imagine what the hair across his belly lead to. does he keep it trimmed? does his-

your thoughts were interrupted once he got closer.

“hi ladies!”

“oh, hello ted! having fun yet?”, keeleys voice sounded so knowing. there was no way she didn’t sense you checking him out.

“oh yeah! that lil’ game we had goin’ on got me out of breath though. think i might go see what roy ‘n beard are up to in the water here in a second.”

your head was spinning as he sat down next to you on the edge of your chair. not only were you pretty drunk, but he was sitting so much closer than he was earlier. even the slightest touch of his thigh against yours had you dizzy.

“m’ready for my sunscreen now, madam.”, ted said cheekily. you drunkenly giggled at him and sat up to grab the sunscreen. with your movements being slightly hindered, you stayed sitting criss cross applesauce and just shuffled towards him. he turned his back to you as you got a handful of sunscreen.

keeley announced her plans of going to the bathroom before leaving the two of you alone.

without your filter to stop you, you blurted out, “i like your freckles, teddy.”

you couldn’t even regret it at this point.

“yeah? i honestly forget about ‘em. cant really see back there, ya know?”, ted laughed.

what he said was typically funny but your drunk mind found his words hilarious in the moment, and you couldn’t stop the giggles that left your mouth.

“what’s got you laughin’ like that, hun? s’it me?”, he sounded amused and you’re sure he had a smile to match his tone.

without thinking you let yourself lean forward and press your cheek to his back as you kept giggling. between the laughing and alcohol you couldn’t even find it in you to be embarrassed or pull away. it felt too nice, even with the greasy sunscreen. it was ted.

your hands had dropped down to his sides, but you didn’t pull them away. luckily, ted seemed to have the same idea. as you giggled away, he brought his hands down to cover yours and giggled with you.

ted had been dreaming of being this close to you for so long. so touch starved, but only for you. a swarm of butterflies fluttered around in his stomach as your eyelashes fluttered similarly against the skin of his back.

he didn’t move his hands even after your laughter died down.

“yeah, you’re pretty funny, teddy. jus’ a funny guy.”

he didn’t miss the way your words were slightly slurred as your spoke. you felt like a deer in headlights as he turned around.

“woah now, you okay there hun?”

cue the giggles again. “m’fine teddy. wait, turn around i think i missed-“

his hands grabbed at yours again, “promise?”. the crease in his eyebrows appeared when they furrowed. although you should’ve been responding, you found yourself even admiring the wrinkles on his face, sending you into another fit of giggles. you were so far gone for this man.

“yes, coach”, you huffed sarcastically with a fake salute.

ted laughed, a good belly laugh you always loved to hear, and turned around. he shook his head as he laughed, but it was full of admiration.

you lazily rubbed sunscreen into the places you previously missed and let out a yawn.

“tired?”

“mm”, you hummed, “just comfy”.

you let your hands fall softly to the skin above his waist as you scooted closer to him and pressed yourself against his back again. this time, it wasn’t just your face. after you got settled you had to basically wrap your arms around his middle with how close you were.

it didn’t dawn on you until now that keeley had been gone longer than expected, but you silently thanked her for giving you some alone time with ted.

you settled with one hand wrapped against his belly, and the other one resting against the back of his leg. one of his hands came up to hold yours that was pressed against him, silently keeping it there.

instead of speaking, you smiled a soft smile and nuzzled further into his back, knowing he’d understand the silent ‘i like this’.

you played with the fabric of his swim shorts where your hand was sitting behind his thigh, and your eyes fluttered closed against his back.

it felt like you were high, with the way your head was spinning and you were pressed up against ted. you could feel him breathing, feel his bare skin against your cheek. your senses were overwhelmed with him, and it was dizzying.

ted was in another world of his own. the way you softly nuzzled into his back after he held your arm to his abdomen was just the reassurance he needed. even in the heat, your warmth felt like heaven to him. the way your dainty fingertips played with his shorts almost had him squirming.

surprisingly, when keeley came back neither of you made an effort to move.

“wh- oh. welcome back to me”

ted was silent, but your giggles were enough of an answer for her. being the good friend she is, she silently sipped her drink and opened up her book. you knew she wasn’t reading, but you loved her even more for pretending to.

ted’s fingers had begun tracing over the skin of your hand, and you flexed your fingers into the skin of his belly. the hair was scratchy but his skin felt so soft. it was so him.

“coach!”, beard yelled from the water. you tensed slightly, but relaxed at the feeling of ted gently squeezing your hand.

beard had started his trek up to where you were sitting, and your heart leaped when ted made no attempt to move.

“do you…”, beard trailed off as he eyed ted before giving him a sneaky thumbs up. “..want to come check out the water?”.

this was code for: you need to come here and tell us all about this, and how we’ve been right.

“yeah, i’ll.. yeah.” ted seemed almost sad as he softly patted your hand that was still holding tightly to him.

“i’ll be there in a sec, beardo.”, ted gave beard a single nod before turning back to you.

that was code for: hold up, i cant leave it like this

you softly pouted at him without even realizing it. “m’gonna go see what they’re all about over there, hun. i’ll be back okay?”, his voice was soft and gentle as always. but now, it just felt a bit different. good different.

ted watched as your eyes trailed down to where he was still holding your hand.

“come back for more sunscreen, ‘kay?”

“what if I just wanna come see you?”

you felt like you were going to combust. right there on the beach in the public eye.

“mmm” you hummed contently, “i guess that’ll be okay.”. ted laughed at your sarcasm and gave your hand a squeeze.

“drink some water, darlin’. i’ll be back in a bit. holler if you need me, okay?”

you nodded up at him, “mkay, teddy.”. he stared at you with eyes full of adoration while he watched you settle back into your beach chair.

“keeley, make sure she gets some water, will you please?”

keeley gave him a very overdramatic salute, “sir, yes sir.” as he walked away, sending the two of you into a laughing fit.

once it died down, she turned to face you. “c’mon. you cant even deny it anymore!”

you smiled hard and giggled once more, “i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“teddy?”, she replied. “darling? he is totally your man.”

thanks for reading!

[thisismysecondrodeo]

That's 👏🏾 my 👏🏾 man👏🏾

[princebenvi]

tedtrent dump wip !!

[daydreamgoddess14]

Gala

‘Reader insert’ – They haven’t heard Ted swear before or raise his voice, when they get dressed up for a gala the first word out of Ted’s mouth is “Fuck.” - for @dadbodfanatic-x . AFAB!Reader.

No warnings other than language, possibly a smutty followup though? 👀

The dress mentioned is Blake Lively's 2014 MET rose gold Gucci gown https://www.etonline.com/gallery/blake-livelys-met-gala-looks-over-the-years-183153/2014-86342

Chapter 1

You didn't get the chance to dress up very often. Workwear was usually sweatpants and a Richmond branded t-shirt, occasionally yoga pants if you'd managed to convince enough of the team to do a short session with you after training or a Richmond vest if it was a hot day. Always sneakers. You knew you'd signed up to a very capsule wardrobe when you'd gone into Sports Massage Therapy. In your younger days when a night out was a night out out, you'd dress up to the nines. Now though, nights out were usually a night in the Crown and Anchor. Hardly a red carpet event. And yet here you were - an actual red carpet event on your horizon, the 12th Annual Benefit for Underprivileged Children. You'd started at Richmond shortly after the 11th gala, you'd heard all the commotion about the 10th gala where Rupert Mannion had turned up unannounced.

You had your mind well and truly in your wardrobe rather than on the task at hand, so when Sam let out a little yelp as your elbow dug into the soft spot between his neck and shoulder, you nearly leapt out of your skin. 

"Shit, sorry Sam." You replaced your elbow with your hand to ease the sharp pain. "OK, you're all done."

"Thanks. Hey, Simi said thank you for the yoga class you did on the Green the other morning, she loved it."

"I'm glad. I was going to go and see if anyone fancied a short session now actually?"

"I would, bet Jamie would as well."

"Jamie just wants a nap!" You teased as Sam dragged his training jersey over his head, you followed him out to the team gym. The small window into the Coach's office was open, but you hadn't seen any of them so far this morning other than Roy. "Afternoon lads. How was training?"

"Good thanks darls." Isaac grinned, "You got some pain to put anyone through today?" 

"Ahh, not today, sadly. I do love making you boys whimper for me, though. " You tease, making the Captain blush, "Was going to see if you fancied some yoga stretches?" Jamie stood up, reaching his arms into the air and making his back crack. 

"Yeah, fair one. I need a stretch and a sleep."

"Long as you don't snore Jamie Shark, I don't care. See you in the locker room in 10?" A few nods and hands went up so you left them to finish off their weight sets and get changed yourself. 

"I am never more surprised than when you can make our fearless Captain blush - how do you do it?" A singsong Midwestern lilt cut through your thoughts. 

"Coach Lasso, I don't do it on purpose. They're boys, they don't know what to do when they're not the ones in charge." You smiled. Ted and the other coaches had welcomed you happily into the support staff. They valued your opinions in a way you hadn't expected, if you said someone couldn't play - your word was gospel. You managed to catch Ted off guard occasionally with your sharp retorts, sometimes it seemed only Roy and Beard were able to laugh you off. This was another classic example, one tiny mention of being in charge and the tips of Ted's ears had gone pink. You'd never, in 11 months heard him raise his voice, in fact, you'd never heard him swear either. Those Midwestern manners were famous, and he had good manners by the bucket load. "I'm about to do a yoga session if you'd like to join us?"

"Ahh no thanks, I've got some paperwork to get on with."

"11 months and I've still not convinced you. That's a shame, you'd be settling an excellent example."

"As is keepin' their files up to date." He gave a little salute and turned into his office while you went to yours. When you got back a few minutes later, yoga mat under your arm, a handful of players were milling around getting ready. It was a lovely spring day, warm - as summer could almost be round the corner. You'd ditched the sweatpants and changed into yoga pants and a vest instead. You rolled your mat out in front of the Coach's office window, leaving space for Beard or Roy to get to the door if they needed to.

"Sit down boys. We'll begin sitting with our legs crossed, rest your palms on your knees, back straight. Push your bum right into the mat and extend your spine, shoulders down. And close your eyes." You led them through a series of poses, you were no Yogi but you knew a handful of relaxing stretches you knew worked to loosen you up, it was nice to be able to share those with the players. Roy came in halfway through to see you with one leg outstretched, the other foot tucked into your thigh and leaning forwards to stretch out the inner thighs. He dropped down onto the bare floor to take up the same pose, 

"My knee is fucking killing me." He muttered. You talked him through a couple of adjustments to help him find the best position to help with his pain. On hearing Roy, Ted had come out of the office. Not only had he refused to attend any sessions, he usually stayed in his office during them. The shock of seeing him come into the doorway nearly had you lose balance and fall flat on your face. He didn't say anything, just observed the group and went back to his desk. "Thanks love, " Roy said gratefully once you'd wrapped up the session, "I know I should make time for more of that shit, I know it helps."

"You also need a massage, Roy, your posture is awful from compensating for the pain in your knee. If you won't let me do it, I'll give Keeley some pointers later."

"She's takin' you shopping ain't she? Cinders finally gets to go to the ball!"

"I know, I'm looking forward to it. I think I've forgotten that clothing other than sport wear exists."

"Have fun, don't let her bully you into something you don't want to wear, she tries it with me all the time." Your head followed him into the Coach's office, looking in just to say goodbye around the small room. 

"See you all tomorrow, fellas." 

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"I don't know Keeley, it's a bit… much?" 

"It's a gala. It's black tie and incredible dresses. You don't want to go all plain and simple when you have the chance to go full on spectacular!" The dress was spectacular. You had absolutely no idea that you could hire a designer gown rather than breaking the bank on trying to buy one. Keeley had suggested the most divine rose gold Gucci dress with the most daring neckline you'd ever tried on. "You have the perfect boobs to fill this dress, you sound go for it!"

"It's not too tight on my hips?"

"Babe, you look like an awards statue. You look hot, trust me. A certain coach will lose his mind, vocabulary and breath when he sees you wearing the shit out of that."

"I have no idea what you mean. Coach Beard has a girlfriend." You replied with a laugh. Keeley threw a balled up t-shirt at you in response. The dress did feel like liquid gold on your skin, it clung to every curve and made you feel invincible. The gala was only a few days away, it wasn't like you had all the time in the world to decide. You made a snap decision and handed the dress to the store assistant. Keeley’s comments rang in your mind in the days running up to the gala. You weren't out to impress Ted. Not specifically, anyway. But if it happened to be a happy accident, then so be it. You were far too shy to actively approach him and ask him out. After 11 months of watching those soulful eyes, talking to him, and becoming friends, it was getting harder to subdue and mask your feelings. You had no idea what he really thought of you, and that was the scary part. After putting poor Jan through various stages of hell as you pummelled his back without really concentrating, you decided to call it a day. Keeley had offered you the use of her makeup artist and you figured there was no harm in accepting. With your glad rags on, you hopped out of Roy's car and went to join the red carpet queue. Up ahead you could see Rebecca who looked incredible in a deep emerald gown. Beard and Jane were next on the carpet, followed by a few players. You were next, slotting in between Colin and Michael and Roy and Keeley. You heard her voice in your head reminding you how to pose, but god your hands were shaking. You hadn't noticed Ted arrive directly behind Keeley, but you couldn't miss him when you heard his voice as you stepped in front of the cameras.

"Fuck." You heard, wondering for a second what on earth he was swearing at, and whether he intended to do it so loudly. That you'd never heard anything like it from him before distracted you from the task at hand. It was Keeley pulling you back to reality which helped propel you down the red carpet, Ted’s voice still ringing in your ears. 

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[thisismysecondrodeo]

Not the cliffhanger 😭 lol jk I love it can't wait for part 2 when Ted loses his mind

[joeythephatone]

Jason Sudeikis - "Epic" (2013) red carpet

[thisismysecondrodeo]

got some news that has made me cry my eyes out all afternoon, can’t help but wish that I had Ted to comfort me :(

I am so sorry friend!! I think we all know Ted was absolutely ace being a comfort: talkative to distract you but quiet when you need it, 1000 sweaters to let you borrow, a baked good whipped up in the kitchen, a pep talk when you're ready to hear it, a (very literal) shoulder to cry on.

I hope there's some Ted-like energy in your life from someone, even if it's just a friend.

[tedllasso]

JASON SUDEIKIS as Jake in Sleeping with Other People (2015).

[thisismysecondrodeo]

Shout out to the 3 people who voted on my poll that they were mad at Ted and wanted a Joel Miller, I wrote that one too lol

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Don't currently have plans for Joel requests but might write for him more if the mood strikes!

[destinationtoast]

Toastystats: Ted Lasso S3 on AO3

I took a look at a look at some of the fandom's reactions to each episode, and to the season overall, based on the number and types of fanworks that people were posting to AO3. You can read a detailed explanation on AO3, as well as corrections and clarifications.

I'll share a few highlights below the cut. But first, a few gentle pleas, because I don't want any of my stats to stir new fandom drama, ship wars, etc: Please be curious, not judgmental as you look at the data. (Don't be harsh toward fellow fans if they like different things than you.) And if anything about S3 disappointed you, take heart in the MANY fanworks the fandom is creating! The fandom overall, as well as the characters and ships I investigated, are all increasing in popularity in terms of the number of fanworks devoted to them. So it's a great time to be in the Ted Lasso fandom -- so many fanworks to enjoy!

That said, here are some highlights of the data:

The fandom has been more active throughout S3 than it was even at the height of its activity in S2, and it has so far has been very active post-S3 as well.

36% of fanworks deviated from canon following the S3 finale, using a tag like "Fix-It" or "Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence." 😅

All the characters and relationships that were popular before S3 continued to be very active throughout S3. But Jamie Tartt and Trent Crimm saw the biggest increases in fandom attention (as measured by the percent of fanworks with those character tags) -- to the point where Jamie was tagged in more AO3 fanworks than Ted was some weeks! (Whereas I'm pretty sure Ted has always been the most tagged character before.) Ted and Rebecca each had sizable decreases in the percent of works they were tagged in, with Jamie and Roy surpassing Rebecca in relative popularity during S3, but they remained extremely popular characters. Among the AFC Richmond players, Colin, Dani, Isaac, and Sam also surged in popularity.

Roy/Jamie, Trent/Ted, and Keeley/Roy/Jamie were all on the rise in terms of percent of works that tag them, and they all had weeks when they were the most active ship. Ted/Rebecca decreased in relative popularity during S3, but it is still the biggest ship in fandom, and the biggest ship most weeks. Plus it seems to be surging post-finale.

Fluff continued to be the biggest tag during S3 (consistent with AO3 overall), but Angst, Hurt/Comfort, and Fix-It are among the tags with the biggest increases in use during S3.

Read more data and more detailed explanations on AO3.

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i miss my girlfriend (a middle aged man who lives in the tv)