#papa lasso

[kateeorg]

"Your son misses you"

You know what, it's annoying me that some people are reading Dottie's line as a toxic guilt trip for Ted. That they think it's coming from this shortsighted, passive-aggressive place, because they want Ted to stay in Richmond so badly. It's a valid reading, I'll grant you. There's evidence for it.

But I have another reading I'd like to offer that I haven't seen yet. See, when I hear those words, I can't help but think:

How often did Dottie think these same words about her late husband?

How many times did she want to scream at him: Your son misses you! I miss you! How could you leave him?! And me?!

She sees her son, who has always put others before himself (not unlike herself, not unlike her husband), go through this divorce, hears about his panic attacks from the news, sees her son pulling away, sees her grandson traveling back and forth between continents just to see his father -- what picture does that paint for her? She probably doesn't even know the full story of the divorce the way we, the audience, do.

So, what is she left with?

A son who may or may not be going down the same route as his dad. Or at the very least, who is distancing himself in ways perhaps similar to what Papa Lasso did before his death.

So, after traveling across the ocean, staying with Austrailians, getting to know Ted's Richmond friends, ages of beating around the bush (because that is the way they've always done thing and she doesn't know another way), and getting cursed at by her son for her failure to be direct with her feelings, she tells Ted the thing she came to say, the thing wishes she could tell his dad:

Your son misses you.

Because maybe, she thinks, if she'd been able to tell her husband that, if he had truly understood how much he was valued and needed, he wouldn't have done what he did. He wouldn't have kept them at a distance and struggled and bottled everything up until it exploded. And her son wouldn't have come home to find him dead.

[sylvies-chen]

my dad watching trent follow colin out of the hotel: ok what do we think though, is trent following him because he wants to out him or do we think maybe he’s also gay?

me, watching as the shot pans to a closeup of trent’s leopard print boot, knowing full well that man is a flaming homosexual: gosh I don’t know it’s hard to say

[jamiesfootball]

Now that we’ve met Ola, Sam’s obsessing about the spoons makes sense.

We saw earlier in the season how picky he was the food had to be just so even the matchbooks had to be perfect and now it’s the spoons and forks not looking right together.

(And the scene of him gazing in awe at the matchbook’s that say Ola’s and saying ‘perfect’. I’m gonna cry)

And it turns out it’s not just professional pride - it’s about love. The kind of love that makes you want to make everything just right every detail in perfect order. He hasn’t seen his dad in so long, and he’s been keeping secret this grand gesture of love - naming his restaurant after his dad - this whole time. Because he wants to surprise his dad. And he wants it to be perfect when he does.

He wants to see his dad sitting at the restaurant Sam named for him, eating food that reminds them of home, and he doesn’t want one thing out of place while he commits the moment to memory. It’s not just the restaurant that is Ola’s because Sam is also Ola’s and he wants himself and his restaurant to be the best they can be

[pineappical]

i really like your ted lasso art and i was so pleasantly surprised when i found out you're also filipino!!! i also love how you include characters speaking filipino in some of your art !!

KABAYAN!!!! i should do it more often tbh, but i know most of yall are english speakers so every time i do it, its mainly for me and like, one mutual 😭

[saywhatjessie]

BEST DAD FOR BEST BOY

[sheriff-lasso]

I put a lot more effort into this than originally intended.

[araivallejo]

My stepdad passed away in 2021. He was as much a dad if not more than my own father, who took his own life in 1991. My stepdad played the guitar any chance he could get. He loved acoustic guitar and his go-to song was “Don’t Think Twice, It’s Alright” by Bob Dylan. Technically he preferred the Peter, Paul and Mary version which I heard him play all the time. It was almost as if he was required to play it each time he picked up the guitar.

So to hear that song at the end of this recent Ted Lasso episode was like a little “hello” from him. I mean, come on. How often do you hear a Peter Paul and Mary song these days. Even more fitting because I’d just had a discussion about my stepdad with my 6 year old son while putting him to bed before this episode started. He went from chatting animatedly about legos or cars to suddenly asking me if I was sad when “Papa” died.

I was a little startled by the subject change but I told him that I was. He said he was too and that he missed him. I asked him what things did he miss and he said he was always playing the guitar. And then I go downstairs and watch this show I love SO MUCH that deals so heavily with fathers and the very end plays a song that my dad played so much I just…what the fuck?

Sorry, just my stream of consciousness going on here. It’s… a lot.

[politelymenacing]

Ohhhh Sam's dad is wonderful. That scene was beautiful.

[pinkmirth]

I think we need some headcanons of cowboy Reiner

— ( save a horse, ride a cowboy! )

༉‧₊˚. — synopsis: just a cluster of fluffy and smutty headcanons for none other than the love of my life, cowboy reiner!

༉‧₊˚. — contains: (2k words of…) cowboy!reiner x fem!reader, (black coded), fluff, nsfw/smut, modern au, southern setting, established relationship (married), fantasies of having a child, breeding kink (‘cause this is reiner we’re talking about duh!), mentions of pregnancy, bondage kink, oral (m!receiving/blowjob), cowgirl position, doggy-style, creampie, reiner calls himself “daddy”, use of the petnames (mama, sugar, darling, honey, cowgirl), reiner calls you “woman” once, lowercase intended, minors shoo!

༉‧₊˚. — mira’s note: oh absolutely, nonnie! here are some thoughts I have on cowboy rei-rei 💕 (check masterlist for other reiner fics!)

this man is always covered head-to-toe in classic cowboy attire— embroidered cowboy boots, blue denim jeans with a lasso hanging from his belt loop, and a trusty old cowboy hat. he’s got the whole getup, and he looks even sexier in it every time you see him! though, his best look by far is the shirtless one. it’s the highlight of your day when whenever it gets too warm outside, because he’s soon to peel off his top. from across the farm, he can feel your eyes burning into his lightly-tanned skin as he does the most mundane chores. his muscles tense and flex with every move, pecs gleaming with sweat. he shoots you a smirk, folding his arms across his bare chest. “y’like what ya see, honey?” you pray the weather’s even hotter tomorrow.

it warms his heart whenever you come around to watch him do his daily chores around the farm. your presence motivates him to work harder, so he can continue to provide for you and sustain your comfortable lifestyle. you try not to be too much of a distraction, but you can’t help wanting to be closer to your husband; so you tug at his leather belt and pull him in for a kiss. that gets him giddy like nothing else. “ya know how much i love it when y’do that… gimme another,” he puckers his lips, and you giggle. “i don’t wanna keep you sidetracked for too long, rei. you were busy before i got here,” you caress his stubbled cheek and he pouts in response, leaning forward to receive another pillowy kiss. “jus’ one more, mama.”

cowboy reiner loves to cook and bake! he often goes on farmer’s market dates with you, walking hand in hand as you help him pick out the freshest ingredients and spices. you chat and laugh amongst one another, dropping carrots and apples into the hand-woven basket that reiner made for you. after arriving back home, he allows you to relax in yours and his shared bedroom while he whips together a hearty southern meal for the two of you. he shouts from across the house, adorned in nothing but a short pair of checkered boxers and a flimsy apron, “supper’s ready, darlin’! come on down ‘n eat!”

he’s great with animals! reiner cradles an adorable month-old horse in his strong arms, feeding milk to the baby with a soft smile. it’s just about the sweetest thing you could ever see! all the little foals follow him around the ranch because they love papa reiner just as much as you do <3 he’s built something of a connection between himself and his beloved herd, which is why he’s able to bring the horses over to their stables with no hassle whatsoever. this man could practically be a veterinarian with all the animal knowledge he has!

he’s a locally known rodeo champion! reiner wins the prize for longest bull-riding every single year. he should allow someone else a fighting chance, at least 😭 but he’s just effortlessly good at anything he puts his mind to! he skillfully rides the beast with such ease, leaving the crowd in awe. courtesy of his natural-born strength, he hardly ever gets tossed off. reiner’s got medals galore hanging on his wall from every competition.

as a southern man, he’s very family-oriented. his loved ones are of the utmost importance to him, and he’ll always put family first before anything else. he utterly adores you, and can’t wait to start a tiny lil family of his own with you <3 when I tell you this man cannot wait to be a papa, I mean it! there’s no denying that reiner would be an amazing father, considering that he’s so caring and attentive. he knows the best tickle spots to target, and the silliest faces to make to get a child cracking up (both of which he discovered through spending lots of time with gabi when she was small.) he constantly daydreams about dressing up his little one in tiny boots and overalls and carrying them up on his shoulders. (yes, I’m pushing the daddy rei-rei agenda on this fine weekend!)

cowboy reiner has manners like none other— the epitome of a true gentleman! he’s a great listener, is always so patient, opens doors for you, pays for your things without hesitation, gives frequent massages, carries you when you begin to feel tired; the list goes on! he’s just so kind and selfless, and never fails to show it. cowboy rei-rei is truly the perfect husband. “your feet hurt? well c’mere, sugar. i’ll carry you. it ain’t too much for me, y’know i can handle ya! jus’ hold onto me. i gotcha, okay?”

cowboy reiner is a grown man who can wholly appreciate your body and every striking detail about it. he scrutinizes the small dotted beauty marks scattered across your skin, your cutely patterned stretch marks, the curves and crevices of your soft tummy and thighs, and he fucking loves it all. makes it a habit to kiss up and down your body, just to give you a well-needed confidence boost. this man right here surely knows how to make a woman feel special! “listen t’me— you’re so fuckin’ gorgeous, y’know that?”

(nsfw) — reiner loves when you treat him to a surprise blowie during work. he’s up to the usual, arranging things around the barn and tending to the animals. you then make your entrance, wrapping your arms around his waist to hug him from behind. your plump lips curve into a sensual smile as you ask him, “can I steal you for a moment, baby? it won’t be for too long, I swear it.” in an instant, he's allowing you to pull him away from his duties, unknowing of where you’re taking him, but also uncaring because he’d allow you to do whatever you please. he follows you with the goofiest smile plastered on his charming face, because he knows that he’s about to receive the most knee-buckling blowjob of his entire goddamn life. you bring him into the hayloft, pushing him against the red-painted wall until he’s flat against it. you drop to your knees and bring his jeans down with you. “fuck, darlin’… kiss the tip ‘fa me.” he moans lowly. you do as he wishes, suckling on his cockhead with the most beautiful, glistening eyes. you’re so eager to please, and it makes him throb on your tongue. with a hand at the back of your head, he guides you further onto him until you’ve swallowed the entirety of his fat dick. reiner ruts his hips, fucking into your wet mouth. you always know just how to make him feel so good, so loved. he adores you like nothing else. “oh, that’s it, honey, right there… atta girl.”

(nsfw) — the bondage kink on this man is insane, I tell you! cowboy reiner loves to keep your hands tied behind your back and watch you squirm against the rope. “rei,” in a breathless whine, his name falls from your plush lips. you wiggle your ass in the air for him, anticipating his next move. he takes you from the back, raw-dogging your pussy with a merciless pace. you truly wonder where he gets all this unparalleled energy to drill you into the bed, especially considering all the hard work he puts into maintaining the farm every day. one large hand of his stays planted on your waist, hastily grabbing, while the other holds onto your tied hands for leverage. he delivers harsh, deep-reaching thrusts, with his firm hips sharply smacking against you from behind. your wrists struggle against the rope, and he can tell just how desperate you are to touch him. his gaze is fixated on your soft body; every jiggle of your ass and ripple of your thighs is more hypnotizing than the last. you mewl for him, stuttering out something along the lines of ‘t—too much!’ … reiner leans down until his chest grazes the arch of your back, so that he can say, “quit alla-that whinin’, woman.” he clicks his teeth, flooding your ears with that sexy southern drawl of his. “y’can take it all, you’ve done it before.”

(nsfw) — we all know it, the entire goddamn fandom knows it: cowboy reiner has a massive fucking breeding kink! he wants nothing more than to get you pregnant by stuffing your pliant womb with his thick loads of cum. giving you a creampie makes him go completely wild; he watches his seed drip down your slit with hitched breath. a sight such as that is enough to get him hard all over again. the lust takes over, and he’s thinking with his dick for the next three rounds. plowing into you and rubbing at your puffed clit with calloused fingertips, reiner asks, “want me to come inside you? hm?” he gently holds onto your chin, directing your gaze to him. you dazedly look at your husband, pulsing around his thick cock. seeing how fucked-out you are makes his chest swell with the utmost pride. his greatest achievement is being able to please you. “tell me how bad y’fuckin’ want it, baby.” he rasps. your pleading moans urge him to release for you. his warm, pearly arousal seeps into you for the nth time that night. all he wants is to fill you up until you’re walking funny, with your leg shaking from all the stimulation. or, at least until that little stick comes out positive one day. having you grow plump with his child is his ultimate fantasy. “you’d look so stunnin’ as a mama, carryin’ my baby… don’t’cha think so, sugar?”

(nsfw) — reiner likes to let you wear his cowboy hat while you ride him. mounting onto your husband with your legs on either side of his hips, you straddle him. your dainty hands are planted on his broad chest for balance. he pulls off his iconic hat, hair cutely tousled from wearing it all day, before sitting up to place it on your head. “since you’ll be the one ridin’ tonight. giddyup, cowgirl.” he teases with a slick grin. you tip the hat with a breathy laugh before sinking down on his fat dick, maintaining sharp eye contact with him as your throbbing cunt takes him in little by little, until your clit’s grounded and snug against the dark-blonde tufts of his happy trail. his warm palms rub along your body as you swivel your hips, slamming down on all nine girthy inches that he has to offer. he watches your tits bounce, one manicured hand of yours squeezing at your left boob while the other holds onto his hat that rests upon the crown of your head. you rock back and forth with fervor, and he swears he can feel every spongy ridge of your contracting pussy. he throws his head back onto the pillows and gazes at you with the prettiest set of honey-golden eyes, hooded and lust-blown. gravelly moans fall past his agape lips as he spurs you on, giving your ass a thorough smack, “bounce on it, jus’ like that— yeah, fuck daddy’s cock.”

[rokishimizu4]

Martian Manhunter babysits some kidnapped children (but not really)

(I’ve decided that I’m gonna be finishing these headcannons and then work on my BatFam story. I have figured everything else out, surprisingly since I took Sudafed for my cold and now I’m wired as fuck)

To say that nothing surprised J’onn anymore since his time on Earth, it would be a lie and a joke that he would not find funny at all.

Honestly, he has no idea how he found the villains before anyone else. Though the slight smell of chocolate might of helped, that again the thoughts of the re-kidnapped children.

”Si, bella. Your papi is going to be fine. Our little mother hen can fix anything.” A strange male voice is what J’onn follows (invisible to the naked eye) until he reaches a nice (for Gotham) two story sweet shop with a small crew of Hispanic and Italian women and men working around the strange group, that certainly doesn’t belong there.

J’onn floats to the second floor and comes face to face with a goopy child?, that was slowly eating a plate of chocolate chip cookies. The thing freezes mid bite and stares at J’onn for a few seconds, before motioning to the others in the small room.

”Ah, come in ospite maschio (Male guest?)” I was just telling the little bambino that our mother hen is fixing up their papa as we speak and then they can answer your questions.” A man dressed in a black suit and pants gives J’onn a fanged smile, and J’onn becomes interested in how they knew he was coming.

But his attention switches to the situation at hand as the two children, twins-one boy and one girl, rush over to him (which he just noticed that he became visible without him noticing) and look up at him with sparkles in their brown eyes.

”You’re the Manhunter! You’re our favorite superhero!! Daddy says that he meet you once when he was rushing to the hospital cause our mama was having us!” The twins throw up their hands in excitement, and J’onn has a small realization that this is what Superman, Wonder Woman, and Flash must feel every time someone asks for an autograph or a picture.

J’onn keeps his eyes on the twins while his mind focuses on the situation at hand, but he can find no malicious thoughts or auras around these strange villains. Two of which returns with some plates full of different tacos, chips, dips, and sweets.

J’onn only steps away for a brief moment to inform the JL that he has found the kidnapped father and twins, and that he has the situation under control, even allowing the kids to talk over the coms to Superman and Wonderwoman. (Both of which shows up a few moments later, and informs J’onn that Batman and Green Arrow are taking over the case with the woman)

Wonder Woman can only get the children to grab onto her lasso of truth, as everyone else leaves the room to give them privacy, and learns that the twins father managed to get into contact with ‘Copper Spider’, the ‘mother hen of the group’, to rescue them from the bad woman.

The children tell her that their daddy promised that if anything happened to him, that they would need to trust a man of ice and a red wolf and follow them.

She tries to get more out of the children, but they can’t give her anything else, and soon J’onn and Superman return with the twin’s father, safe but a bit dehydrated (and no longer wanting to drink anything alcoholic again).

All three Superheroes tries to find the ‘Villain’ group, or anyone else in the shop, only to realize that it was completely abandoned and the ‘people’ were only an illusion.

The Superheroes and small family quickly return to Gotham, checks the father into a hospital (Paid for by Bruce Wayne of course) and J’onn sets out to be the twin’s babysitter until their father fully recovers.

He gives the Gotham City police his statement, but he does not need his powers to know that the cops are likely not to press charges. And if they did, they would have the JL to answer to.

[princebenvi]

trent + laura, feat. eloise. circa 2021/2022

pt. 1, pt. 2

trent has quit his job.

well, he got fired, but he quit, you know?

he committed the cardinal sin of journalism, effectively blacklisting him from ever getting another job in the field he’s spent the last 20 years in, leaving him with no prospects and a future that’s never been more uncertain, but he’s doing great!

honestly. well, he’s a little (a lot) afraid for the future, but he made the right choice, he’s sure of it.

he sighs contentedly and crosses the threshold into his ex-wife’s house, and is met with his daughter barreling toward him at full force. he sweeps her up and spins her around.

“sorry i’m so late love, papa had a very busy day today! lost his job, got locked out of his car, and was kept company waiting for the locksmith by a very kind gaffer who offered dinner for this evening!”

eloise giggles, fully not absorbing anything other than her father’s brown eyes looking in her own.

trent smiles and hums a nameless tune as he spins her around a few more times, before she gets restless and squirms her way out of his arms to run to her room. he sighs with a smile and brushes his hair out of his face, turning to laura who is leaning against the kitchen island, staring at him with her arms crossed and a look of disbelief on her face.

“what?”

“you’re in love with the richmond gaffer, aren’t you?”

trent sputters. “excuse me?”

“you lost your job?” laura says, promptly moving on, and laughing a little bit. “how’d you manage that?”

“well, i quit. was fired. technically fired but it was my fault.”

“what did you do?” she puts her hands on her hips, still laughing.

“i. revealed an anonymous source. to the subject of the article i wrote. to the gaffer. to. to ted- coach lasso.”

she cackles. “oh you are fucked, trent, well and truly. what do you expect to do now? no more journalism for you, not even i can pull strings with this.”

“i’m looking for something deeper.”

she raises an eyebrow and snickers. “deeper?”

“journalism was growing shallow, im changing directions.”

“is this a midlife crisis?”

“i think the midlife crisis was my divorcing my wife of 17 years on account of the fact that i’m gay, but throwing my career away for a man i’ve known for two years might be part of it, sure.”

“so you are in love with the gaffer then.”

“unequivocally.”

“you’re fucked, trent.” laura grins.

“yes, i rather think i am,” trent says, mirroring her smile.

-

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[jamesbracket]

The matchups have arrived!

This tournament includes 96 characters named James, Jim, Jimmy, and Jay (with some others too), and they will all be competing in 6 brackets of 16, and the winners of those will be participating in two semifinals, and the winners of the semifinals will fight each other in the final finals! (Basically, it’s just how I did it on @blue-character-brawl, but with the amount of participants cut in half.)

Here are the matchups:

Bracket 1

Jim Hopper (Stranger Things) VS. Jim Halpert (The Office)

James “Rhodey” Rhodes (Marvel) VS. James “Bucky” Barnes (Marvel)

James Bonde (Moriarty the Patriot) VS. James Blond (Super Mario Brothers Super Show)

Jim Rockford (The Rockford Files) VS. James Bond (James Bond)

Jimmy Carter (Real Life) VS. James Madison (Hamilton)

James Byrd (@byrdsfly) VS. James Byrd (Spyro the Dragon)

JayMoji (Real Life) VS. James Phryllas (Real Life)

Jimmy Z (Wild Kratts) VS. Jimmy T (WarioWare)

Bracket 2

James Baxter (Adventure Time) VS. James (Adventure Time)

Jamestown, Virginia (Real Life) VS. James Webb Telescope (Real Life)

Jim Henson (Real Life) VS. Jim Davis (Real Life)

Jimmy Olsen (DC Comics) VS. Jim Gordon (DC Comics)

Jay Gatsby (The Great Gatsby) VS. James Henry Trotter (James and the Giant Peach)

Jimmy Neutron (Jimmy Neutron) VS. Shimmy Jimmy (Phineas and Ferb)

James McCloud (Star Fox) VS. Jay Elbird (Ace Attorney)

James (Wii Sports) VS. James (Papa Louie)

Bracket 3

Captain James Hook (Peter Pan) VS. James Norrington (Pirates of the Caribbean)

Jim Hawkins (Treasure Island) VS. Jimmy Hopkins (Bully)

Jamie Waring (Black Swan) VS. James Flint (Black Sails)

Jamie McCrimmon (Doctor Who) VS. King James IV (Doctor Who)

Dr. James Possible (Kim Possible) VS. Jimmy Pesto Jr. (Bob’s Burgers)

Prince James (Once Upon a Time) VS. James (Princess and the Frog)

jim teacher (This TikTok) VS. Nagasaki James (Noonbit Man)

James March (American Horror Story) VS. James Vane (The Picture of Dorian Gray)

Bracket 4

James (Pokémon) VS. James T. Kirk (Star Trek)

James the Red Engine (Thomas and Friends) VS. James P. Sullivan (Monsters, Inc.)

Jamie Fraser (Outlander) VS. James Sunderland (Silent Hill 2)

James Ironwood (RWBY) VS. Private Jimmy (Red vs Blue)

James Rallison (Real Life) VS. James Huckle (The Search for Santa Paws)

Jay Walker (Ninjago) VS. Jimmy McGill (Better Call Saul)

Jaime Lannister (Game of Thrones) VS. Jimmy Novak (Supernatural)

Jem Carstairs (The Infernal Devices) VS. James Herondale (The Last Hours)

Bracket 5

James Wilson (House MD) VS. Jamie Tartt (Ted Lasso)

Jim Lake Jr. (Trollhunters) VS. James Hunter (Animal Ark)

James (The Walking Dead) VS. Jimmy (Scott Pilgrim)

James-Roman Grilfalinas (@artificialkids-2k23-official) VS. Jimmy Lightning (Peggle)

Jamie Wellerstein (The Last Five Years) VS. Jamie Winter (Midsomer Murders)

James Holden (The Expanse) VS. James Ford (Lost)

James Garrett (Zoey 101) VS. James Amber (Life is Strange)

Jay Merrick (Marble Hornets) VS. Meanie Jim (Junie B. Jones)

Bracket 6

Jim Moriarty (Sherlock Holmes) VS. James Maguire (Derry Girls)

James Black (Detective Conan) VS. James Gunn (Real Life)

James the Cat (James the Cat) VS. Jimmy the Robot (The Aquabats)

Jimmy King (Emmerdale) VS. Jim Johnman (Monster Factory)

Jame Palrose (Terror Island) VS. Jimmy (Johnny the Homicidal Maniac)

James Diamond (Big Time Rush) VS. James Herriot (All Creatures Great and Small)

James West (The Wild Wild West) VS. James Maxwell (We Happy Few)

Jimmy Campbell (Bandstand) VS. James E. Negatus (Yonderland)

Round 1 of Brackets 1 and 2 will be going up on Saturday, May 20!

[madhatterbri]

Dynasty | Hangman A.P. Part 2

Summary: Hangman remembers the man he's supposed to be. Meanwhile, you find out what your marriage will entail. Western AU.

Author's Note: Some of you asked for a part 2. I hope I do it justice. Part 3 is coming when I have an idea. 😂😅

Mentions of Hangman, Claudio Castagnoli, Matt and Nick Jackson, Yuta, Moxley, William Regal, Tony Khan, and Danielson

Dynasty Part 1 | Hangman Masterlist | Main Masterlist

This is pure fiction from someone with an overactive imagination ❤️

Hangman shook his head, feeling the bright sun shine on him. His back laid on the hot sand. He reached out and grabbed a handful of sand. The grains slipped through his finger. He rolled over and stood up. He could only see sands for miles around him. "Where am I?"

"Asleep. You drank yourself half to death, boy," a familiar voice told him. Hangman turned around and saw his father. A spitting image of him. "Not that I'm shocked. You've been drinking since I could bounce you on my knee,"

"I don't understand," Adam informed him. He remembered being in the hideout. He was drinking heavily. Maybe he passed out, he thought.

"I remember when you were a young lad. You wanted to make your papa proud and be a hangman. What happened?" His father inquired. His arms were now crossed over his chest. A smoke pipe rested in his hand.

"I got a better offer," Adam grumbled and sighed. "Why are you here? You died when I was like ten,"

"Don't sas me, boy. It's time to follow your destiny. You are a hangman. It's in your blood," his father pointed out. He poked his chest with his pipe. His father was always proud to come from a line of Hangmen. Men that helped stop corruption.

"I don't want that life anymore. I saw it for what it was, and it wasn't what I thought it was. I grew up," the lost son pointed to the ground. He glared at the ghost of his father.

"So what life do you want? Hide in the west and die from the drink?" He growled. "I would have never done this,"

"Then it's a good thing I'm not you," Adam pointed out. He turned from his father. The man was ready to wake up from his nap now.

"Do the right thing, son. The Wild West is a lawless place. They need a hero. I know you will make me proud," his father spoke and placed a hand on his shoulder.

The Hangman woke up with a jump. He reached for his shoulder yet only felt his shirt. The moon shined through the window and shined on the bag of money. The money that made his friends leave him and betray you. He cursed and stood up.

"Fine, father, you win," he grumbled and grabbed his lasso from a hook. He stomped out and went to his horse. He was going to find Matt and Nick and get you back somehow.

👢

In the blink of an eye, it was the night before your wedding. Despite numerous escape plans, none of them were able to come through. Now you were sitting in your bedroom in front of your vanity. The local madam, Toni, was sent to get you ready for the wedding.

"You mustn't fret, darling. Chin up and tits out," Toni reminded and moved your head so your chin was up. You stared at your reflection in the mirror. The light in your eyes is long gone. The light was replaced by the darkness of the Hangman's betrayal. "I just need to oh Mister Castagnoli,"

Claudio Castagnoli, your soon to be husband, stood at your doorway. He dressed in a typical sheriff outfit. A shiny gold star on the right side of his chest. A job given to him by none other than Governor Khan's second in command, Bryan Danielson. Any friends of Governor Khan and Sheriff Danielson were given high careers despite not earning them.

"May I have a moment alone with my beautiful soon to be wife?" He asked Toni. The madam smiled and slapped her butler. He stood up and carried her out of the room. Claudio bid them a farewell as they left. He walked into your room and closed the door.

"To what do I owe this pleasure?" You asked. The last person you wanted to see tonight was this man. He smiled.

"Just talking the terms of our marriage, darling," he smiled and stood behind you. You gulped and felt nervous. His hands rested on your shoulders. His fingers glided on your neck.

"You are going to kill me," you gasped.

He chuckled. "Nonsense. Yuta and Moxley are currently looking for the Hangman as we speak. I feel his boots swaying in the wind will be a suitable punishment for attempting to keep what's mine. You will not be given such mercy for embarrassing me,"

"And what of me?" You asked. Your voice shook.

"Well, you will be overcome with grief, and I'm afraid you will be sent off to an institution when you become a danger to yourself and others. Do keep the hysterics to a minimum for now, darling. I will be wanting your father's money first," he informed you of his plan.

Your heart sank at the plans for your future. The institutions for women were rumored to be horrid living conditions. Although that wasn't the worst of it. He was also using you for money. The second man to do so in days. His parting words made you feel worse.

"Do sleep well, my wife. We have a big day tomorrow," he called while leaving you to your thoughts.

👢

The hours before your wedding were filled with dread. You moped around your room, hoping for a miracle. Claudio's intentions for you were clear. He was going to keep your father's money while you rotted in an institution. You had to make sure that this wedding didn't go as planned.

The only plan you could think of was visiting your mother. It wasn't an exceptional plan, but it was a plan nonetheless. They had to allow you to visit your mother's grave. Without their watchful eye, surely you could think of another way out.

"I wish to visit my mother's grave," you announced to Claudio and your father. The two men glanced at each other, unsure of whether to give you permission. You snuck off before. "Please, I am without my mother, and I would like to visit her before my wedding,"

"You only have ten minutes. Make it quick," your father answered and shooed you away with his hand. You turned on your heel and walked towards the cemetery.

While walking towards the cemetery, two men walked on either side of you. Their brown hair tied behind them. Out of your peripheral, you could see the familiar faces of Matt and Nick Jackson.

"We were wondering when you'd escape your prison," Nick Jackson sighed. "We were wondering if you wanted to be a wife now,"

"Care for a ride, Y/N?" Matt asked.

👢

Claudio continuously checked his pocket watch to ensure you obeyed your father. You weren't, and his patience was growing thin. He sent one of his trusted advisors, William Regal, to the cemetery to find you.

Yuta and Moxley hadn't returned back yet with the Hangman either. He couldn't fathom how hard it could possibly be to catch a single man. With the promise of coin, he sent other men to look for Yuta and Moxley.

Within minutes, William returned out of breath. He doubled over, trying to return much needed oxygen to his lungs. Beads of sweat fell down his forehead.

"Well?" Claudio asked impatiently. "Where is she?"

"The Young Bucks took her, sir. They had her on a horse with one of them. I tried to stop them. They went that way," he answered, trying to catch his breath every few words. Claudio slammed his pocketwatch to the wooden table and stood up.

"And I was just assured that they were retired. Where are Yuta and Moxley?" He yelled. Spit flying out of his mouth as he lost his cool. Regal flinched, knowing he was going to suffer for the next news.

"They were found tied up on the side of a path, sir. Legend has it that the Hangman is back," he answered and tensed. Very rarely had he ever seen his friend this angry. Claudio took a loud breath. His eyes were fixated outside the window.

"Fetch me my horse, Regal. Clearly, I am the only one competent enough to do this,"

[pineappical]

Ted Lasso hcs bc I have so many....

Ted is autistic. There are zero allistic explanations for anything he does.

He also has ADHD

He's bi (I mean obviously) and he's known for a while. He just says he's straight bc he thinks it's easier to say that than to explain bisexuality to straight people who just don't get it.

Trent had no idea he was bi and is shocked to find out Ted has dated men.

Has body image issues (I love making fictional characters have all my problems)

Gets diagnosed with autism later in life. Everything starts to make a lot more sense to him after his diagnosis.

He snores in his sleep and is a blanket hog. The snoring doesn't bother Trent bc he also snores.

Kinda canon but he hates being angry. Like if he is angry at someone he feels like the worst person alive.

Also somewhat canon but he's an alcoholic. He starts working on it in therapy.

Legally adopts Trent's daughter. Ted loves her so much it kind of scares him at first.

THIS!!!! i remember i talked about ted being autistic with a friend before and how he went undiagnosed for soo long because people just thought it was some sort of quirk of his like his jokes that only a white middle aged man from kansas gets

[abubblingcandle]

So many good titles to pick from! But picking The Richmond Job!

The Richmond Job! I love it so! Thank you for letting me talk about it as a sit through this thunderstorm rolling through the valley.

The first two chapters are posted here and it is my Leverage AU with Ted Lasso characters as the leverage team doing heists and shenanigans to help people

Ted - Mastermind - Former insurance investigator in America that fled to the UK as he is being investigated for crimes

Beard - Hacker (turns co-Mastermind later) - Ted's criminal best friend that helped him out with his situation in the states

Rebecca - Grifter - Best grifter this side of the pond, back off a recent hiatus where she married all round scumbag Rupert Mannion. Now divorced and looking for revenge

Keeley - Thief - Sweet little kleptomaniac that likes having stuff and removing it from its real owners

Roy - Hitter - Hitter looking for the last few jobs that can set up his sister and niece before his knee gives out

Jamie - Hitter (turns hacker later) - Up and coming MMA style fighter superstar in the criminal world but his heart isn't in beating people up for money

Chapter 3 is when they are hired by Colin who works at their local pub to help his footballing friend Sam Obisanya who keeps getting death threats. It is about a quarter done and is already 4k so yeah, it's coming but slowly

Here's a little snippet:

Ted didn’t leave immediately after he finished checking on Trent and Jamie. He sat in his car outside the warehouse and waited for Roy to make his arrival. He was almost certain that Roy would be coming in hot after hearing from Jamie that Trent had been digging about his past and had found his niece. He didn’t have to wait for long. Roy’s car came skidding into the car park and Roy was out of it like a shot as soon as the wheels had stopped spinning. “Woah there papa bear,” Ted exclaimed, hurrying to intercept Roy on his way into the warehouse. “He’s in there,” Roy growled, shouldering Ted out of the way. “And charging in there is not what’s best,” Ted darted back in front. Roy didn’t look that tall when you just looked at him, from a distance. But when you had just put your body in the way of him and his target, his bulk was daunting if nothing else. Ted could see in that moment why people would often just see him and hand over whatever he wanted. A very valuable skill for a retrieval specialist. “He went after Phoebe,” Roy stated, as if he was reading the weather forecast, “an example needs to be made.”

[why-so-forward]

Pep: *watching Ted Lasso with his family*

Maria: So how do you like Jamie Papa.

Pep: Yeah I like him now, he's great!

Cristina: But does he remind you of someone or....

Pep: Ummm.....not really, no.

*City training the next day*

Pep: *Seeing Jack; A self confident, kinda fruity, dumb but pretty little twink that's no thoughts just vibes. * Oh shit, that's what they meant.