#eightforyou

[thelassoway]

Tagged by: @eightforyou, thank you!

Last song: The Killing Moon by Echo & the Bunnymen 

Last movie: The Banshees of Inisherin

Currently watching: Abbott Elementary and For All Mankind 

Currently reading: I just finished The Dharma Bums and trying to figure what to read next.

Tagging: If you haven’t been tagged in this yet and want to, I tag you! No pressure and I worried about tagging the same people after finishing that last one of these things. Always interested in getting to know people better.

[waywardted]

eightforyou > waywardted

[talldecafcappuccino]

Top 5 Songs Currently

Tagged by @ballroompink!

night's falling by andrew bird - listening to this for reasons

a well respected man by the kinks - listening for similar reasons

ain't no sunshine by bill withers - this was added to a shared playlist and it's always a fave because of the iconic farmer's market montage sequence in notting hill

cruel summer by taylor swift - I'm cramming before I see her in concert next weekend

invisible string by taylor swift - same reason as above + happy to have an excuse to revisit folklore

Tagging @thatsrightjohngoodman, @thesumdancekid, @itsagutthing, @toast-the-unknowing, @thegoodpawneelibrarian, @eightforyou, @imlorelai, @imagineagreatadventure, and anyone else who wants to share their current music listening 💜

[emilysbader]

current top 5 songs

tagged by @eightforyou thank you!!

1. right where you left me - taylor swift - this song deserves to be an era’s surprise song fr

2. into the blue - sara jackson-holman - this will always be a top five since i literally have part of it tattooed on my body now

3. final days - ben thornewill - love to apply this to every otp i ever have

4. sidelines - phoebe bridgers - </3

5. agape - bear’s den - this has been a top five of mine for so long 

tagging: @graham-karen @bepoets @naiey @constellationclarke​ @summrsbuffy @sculien if you guys feel like it of course💜

[waddingham]

tagged by @eightforyou !! thanks love!

3 ships: ted/rebecca is the big one at the moment. msr. spirk infected my brain last night so we'll go with that

first ever ship: if you mean like. actually being in a fandom space I think that's gonna be sookie/eric from true blood show and books lmaooooo

last song: play the game – queen

currently reading: home by julie andrews

last movie: I watched chunks of the voyage home and the final frontier last night between football games but the last movie start to finish was the grinch (jim carrey's)

currently consuming: green smoothie :)

currently watching: i haven't been watching anything though there's lots I want to

currently craving: a little inner peace and the latte im about to go make!

if you read through this whole thing consider yourself tagged. as a little reward

[meemalee]

Merry Christmas, @eightforyou - with love from your T/R Rom-Communism Secret Santa! 💜

[ohtendril]

27 😎

27. "Not my first choice."

"It wouldn't be my first choice, but I see where you're coming from."

Rebecca smudging his cuticles with silver as she looked up at Ted. "Well which one would you pick?"

"Easy. Red one. With this blue polish?” He wiggled his finger in her hand. “Richmond pride! Go Greyhounds!" He punched her air with his free hand.

She scoffed, amused and looked back down at his other hand still in hers only to curse at the poor job she was doing with painting his nails. She ran her fingernail around the edges of his nail, wiping the excess polish before it dried, the brush carefully balanced between her middle and forefinger.

"I don't know. Seems a bit," she paused and dipped the brush back inside the tiny bottle, considering her words as she watched the thick liquid drip against the neck of the glass. "Bold."

"Remember what I told you about...” Ted paused and Rebecca knew he made a face even if she didn’t see it, still concentrated on the drag of the brush. “Geez, was it a year ago already? How time flies when you’re having fun.” Rebecca’s eyebrows raised slightly at that. Relegation. Financial troubles. A streak of ties. Divorce. Panic attack. Fun.

“Fashion’s all about confidence,” he continued. “And I’m confident that’s the dress.”

Rebecca laid his hand down on the table and capped the silver nail polish, her mind occupied with the thoughts of that day— Rupert, the cold night air, Ted’s warm hand against her skin, the street musician he’d brought, the crowd dancing.

How the night turned out to be a success all because of…

How it wasn’t the dress that made her feel confident.

It was him.

Rebecca cleared her suddenly dry throat. Her gaze intently glued to the array of different colored bottles.

“You okay?”

“Hm? Mhm. Yeah, just. Picking the last color for—” she pointed at his hand still flat on her desk, the bare fingernail of his thumb waiting for it’s turn.

“Try this.” He reached for the deep red one and put it right in front of her. “Think that’s it.”

Rebecca uncapped the bottle and reached for his hand again, only for the both of them to pull back at the sudden jolt of static at the contact.

Ted shook his hand, “Whoo-wee! Feel like I’ve been struck by lightnin’!”

[mrgaretcarter]

1. My favorite fic of yours - I have a real soft spot for ‘technically not christmas’ 🥰 it’s got such lovely end-of-the party vibes with an added Christmasy, spiked-eggnoggy sparkle. It’s so cozy and atmospheric, and I love the playful, sexy dynamic between Ted and Rebecca. A comfort read for sure. || 3. What made me the most emotional - Your piece on Rebecca’s name change really knocked me out. It’s such a great example of how the mundane specifics of a person’s life can have so much weight, and it encapsulates everything I love about Rebecca. We see her resilience as she rebuilds her life and then it ends on such a hopeful note 🥺 it’s so beautiful.

God, absolutely insane that you remember that christmas fic 🥺🥺🥺 thats soooo special to me because its one of the few fics of mine i can bear to re-read, and, once again, so emotional that rebecca taking back her name and identity struck a chord, we really do all love that woman 😭😭

Fic in question: technically not christmas

Fanfic asks - for the askers

[chainofclovers]

12, 23! 🖊

12. favorite character to write about this year

Ted Lasso! A truly genre-defying character from a truly genre-defying TV show. I've had a great time writing about so many characters in the ensemble, but I would be lying to myself and the internet if I said my favorite character to write about this year was anyone other than Ted.

23. fics you wanted to write but didn’t

* goes to Abandoned folder in google docs to remember *

* goes to google keep notes to remember more *

Here's a note I had for a story idea about Rebecca's s1 plot and forgiveness: Ted and Rebecca talk to the coaching staff about Rebecca’s decision to return Jamie to Man City last season. She’s brave enough to admit how wrong she was, and even though the others are upset they aren’t as upset as she assumes they would be. Ted frames it as a Rupert-related mistake, and they had decided in advance not to talk about the failed attempts at sabotage, only the one that actually worked. Beard and Nate and Roy forgive Rebecca in their own way, because they believe her when she and Ted both say they can trust her to do the right thing.

Could have been a good story, but I didn't have time to write it before s2 started and the coaching dynamics really changed, as did the focal point w/r/t Rebecca's plotting, and I found all that stuff more compelling than going back in time to try to write this. (Oh and pre-s2 me clearly felt confident Roy would coach!)

I also have a variety of drafts in the old fic graveyard that are mostly just a line or two, some of which got repurposed elsewhere.

[thelassoway]

tagged by: @ledtasso (thank you, Aline!)

comfort movie: Jurassic Park

comfort food: I’m going with tater tots. Or dark chocolate (this might be more of a comfort snack).

comfort clothes: Sweatpants with an extremely old (10+ years) pullover hoodie that is falling a part. 

comfort song: 100% depends on my mood for sure. Current song that I need to hear a least once during the day at the moment is Dressed to Kill or Demon by The Wombats.

comfort book: Unfortunately, I’m not well-read, so I don’t have a book I’ve reread multiple times or returned to. 😬 The real question is: what is my comfort tv show...

comfort game: I don’t play video games anymore, but back in the day it would’ve been The Sims 2.

tagging: (no pressure and sorry if you’ve already been tagged in this) @ohtendril, @eightforyou,  @talldecafcappuccino,  @endlessblasphemy, @stedelasso,  @boglady, @chainofclovers, @thesumdancekid, @tedllasso and whoever wants to play. Just say I tagged you.

[lasshoe]

current top 5 songs

tagged by @talldecafcappuccino 😘

i’d rather go blind by etta james — i’ve had etta on heavy rotation lately and this is one of my faves

losing you by solange — trying to will warm weather into existence with these vibes

naturally by tinashe — again the beat here is immaculate to me. instant serotonin

false god by t swift — gonna be honest i am not normally a swiftie but this song fucks i can’t lie

cuff it (wetter remix) by beyonce — because beyonce but also this remix is sooooo sexy and i’m obssesed with the extended verse

tagging @ohtendril @factoseintolerant @eightforyou @mrgaretcarter @topsee-turvee @milestellar anyone else who may feel compelled 💖

[coachlasso]

Away We Go

never seen | want to see | terrible | boring | okay | good | great | a favorite

[talldecafcappuccino]

checking for a fever + mutual pining 💜

Ahh I know you already saw this, but thank you for the prompt!! Sorry it took so long. Also, I need to double check the formatting at some point because I may have posted this to ao3 while in an Uber 😂

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Rebecca’s steps slowed as she entered the empty locker room.

The player cubbies were neat and tidy with fresh towels lined up along the far wall, a sure sign that the team was long gone. She spotted Ted’s desk through the window to the coach’s office and checked the time, swearing quietly under her breath.

She knew Ted was ending training early so the boys could get ready for the gala, but had hoped to catch him before he left. Unfortunately her final planning meeting with Higgins went long and Ted appeared to have “flown the coop” as he was wont to say.

Her heels clicked as she walked into his office and the overhead lights buzzed tunelessly. There was no smile awaiting her when she stepped through the door, no cheery greeting bouncing off the walls. She frowned and adjusted her purse higher on her shoulder, suddenly self-conscious about being there at all.

It's not like she needed Ted for anything. All the details for the evening had been sorted. Besides, they would see each other in a few short hours. He’d run the auction while she worked the room like the well-oiled machine they’d become this season. She was just . . . disappointed. That’s all.

She peered over the top of his desk as if he might be crouching behind it, feeling silly the moment she did so. She shook her head and smoothed her coat with both hands as if to brush away her embarrassment.

Ted had left and that was that. There was no reason to feel put out about it, not when she still had a complicated chiffon to arrange and an expensive dress to pour herself into, not to mention–

“Heya, boss.”

She spun on her heel, her legs crossing at the ankles as she took in the figure in the doorway.

“Ted,” she breathed, the corners of her mouth tugging upward.

He lingered in the doorway with his backpack over onne shoulder and slid his hands into his khaki pockets with that soft, crooked smile.

“Well how about that, I was just up in your office. We must have criss-cross, apple-sauced our paths along the way.” He chuckled, eyes crinkling at the corners.

That’s when she noticed the dark circles underneath his eyes and his flushed face. Her own smile faltered. “Ted, are you alright?”

“Oh, I’m fine. Didn’t sleep all that well last night. Probably too excited about tonight, kind of like a kid the night before Christmas, you know? I’ve never emceed an auction before.” Then he swayed on his feet and his shoulder bumped against the doorframe. He turned and gave the frame an apologetic salute. “Pardon me, ma’am.”

She raised her brows at that. She’d seen him just this morning and he appeared perfectly fine. Maybe a little tired, but they all were. It was tough planning an event like this, even with the extra hands this year.

“I guess I’m not feeling a hundred p, if you know what I mean,” he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. “I got this headache that’s kind of like if a jackhammer and a woodpecker joined forces with, I dunno . . . a solar flare? Started about halfway through training. I don’t want to blame Beard, but he was humming Danger Zone for about an hour while the boys ran defensive drills. But I also keep shivering which is weird considering I don’t even feel cold today and I’m always cold.”

Rebecca frowned and dropped her purse on his desk, pushing back her coat sleeves as he continued to ramble.

“Like this one time I went camping with my boy scout troop and I was put in charge of the campfire and—

She stepped into his space and pressed the back of her hand to his forehead, shutting him up instantly. Warmth radiated from his forehead like he’d been out in the summer sun and not the crisp January air.

“Right. You have a fever,” she announced. “You’re burning up.”

He squeezed his eyes shut, his forehead shifting underneath her hand. “Burnin’ up, burnin’ up for you baby,” he sang, a delirious smile on his lips. read the rest on ao3

[boglady]

1, 38 ✍️

1 Do you daydream a lot before you write, or go for it as soon as the ideas strike?

I don't really dream at all, but sometimes an idea will sort of get stuck in my head, and I'll try to write it down. I'd say most of my stories start as my having some sort of whim and then following it wherever it takes me. The full story usually doesn't start showing up until I've begun writing it down, if I'm honest.

38 What is your most self-indulgent posted story?

All I write is self-indulgent to be perfectly honest, but I guess my first story I'll Run Away with You, which I wrote purely because I was having a lot of thoughts about what was going through Ted's had in 1.4, before I had even started participating in fandom in any way.

[cowherderess]

7, 8, 9, 83! 🎻

7: "Caribbean Blue" - Enya

8: "More Love" - Sara Bareilles

9: "Wild Mountain Thyme" - The Tannahill Weavers

83: "Under the Umbrella" - Thomas Newman, from Little Women

[anastasia-my-darlings]

“Coffee - coffee - coffee” is a saying. Like an exaggeration. --Lorelai Gilmore

Merry Christmas eightforyou here is my gift to you. Best wishes for Happy Holidays and a wonderful New Year. May you feel all the love and joy you deserve. It was great talking to you and I hope you like your gift. 🎁 🎄  hohoho Your Secret Santa  🎅