I still don’t understand the green matchbox. I don’t understand the significance of that. I don’t understand what they were trying to tell us? Unless it was meant to be reminders of the people she loved.
I respect that you need to go home to your son, Ted. But I just want you to consider the possibility that this is your home.
Guys...this one is super special. I've deliberately NOT read any of it until I've started reading it out loud for you...but I'm only two chapters in and I'm already dying to know what happens and how it ends. You're going to LOVE this one. I promise. I can feel it.
Special thanks to the lovely @youcarrymeawayy for giving me the opportunity to read this for you. I'm enjoying EVERY word. I hope y'all do as well.
TED LASSO APPRECIATION WEEK ⚽️ day two: favorite dynamic
Ted Lasso Podfic...coming right up. Quicker than Ted can holler, "Sorry Mrs. Shipley!"
Except...I'm not sorry about how much I love this one by the talented fandomfrolics (again...I'm not following them on Tumblr so if anyone could tag them...I'd appreciate it.)
I hope y'all enjoy it and that I did it justice.
Today I have a fic from ShfiftyFive who is @talldecafcappuccino here on the Tumblrs and it's one of the cutest I've ever read. I love it so much.
Calling all Ted Lasso lovers. A new podfic has been recorded, with kind permission from the sweet @chainofclovers.
I hope y'all enjoy it.
Even though I can't do British accents worth a dang. 😬
[…] do you think Rebecca finds Ted attractive?
Hannah Waddingham: I feel like she finds his soul attractive, maybe not as surfacey with them. I don’t think she’s even caught up with her own plan. She hasn’t thought any of it through. She doesn’t know what way is up. I’m not even sure at this juncture whether she even sees him in his physical form […]
You know, I think that if you care about someone and you got a little love in your heart, there ain’t nothing you can’t get through together.
ted + milk puns
bonus:
It’s always have and never hold You’ve begun to feel like home
—This Be The Verse, Philip Larkin