#GET ON IT SUDS

[my-soupy-brain]

how about Ted coming home all sweaty from an intense session in the Richmond gym and Reader finds herself massively turned on by the way his muscles are defined & his panting

Mmmm... sweaty Ted. Now you're speakin' my language. Let's get this man outta these sweaty clothes, shall we?

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Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader (f)

Smut: Let's see where this goes... *evil laugh*

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You were deep in some homemade pasta -- one of Ted's favorite dishes you make -- when you hear the door close and heavy panting.

"Hi sweetheart, I'm in here!" you shout, not turning from the sauce you're stirring.

"Hi, sugar, sorry I'm late. Felt like blowin' off some steam in the gym and got a little carried away," he answers, coming behind you with his hands on your hips. You can feel the body heat emanating from him immediately, the musk of his cologne and natural scent wafting into your nose.

He leans his head on your shoulder and you pull a hand behind you to touch his hair and it's...damp. No, wet. With sweat.

"Oh sweetie, you're so..." and as you turn around, you see his face glistening, his shirt soaked through, his chest still heaving.

"Sexy."

Ted laughs, running a hand through his hair, tendrils falling over his forehead. Unruly locks, as usual.

"Oh, gee. I don't know about that, I'm a bit of a mess," he answer. "I jogged home and that may have added to some of the perspiration..."

Your eyes marvel at him. His chest broad and catching breath still, his forearms shiny with sweat, his hands warm on your waist still. His muscles of his biceps are visible under the sticky shirt.

Forget the pasta. Fuck it.

Your hands climb under his shirt, his chest and belly sticky with sweat, his chest hair still soft but masculine under your fingertips.

"Wha...what are you doin', sugar?' he asks, breathless, watching you flip a switch.

"Touching you... my God, Ted Lasso, you're a sight for sore eyes..."

You back him up against the island behind him, roping your hands around his neck and kissing him. His breath is minty fresh, his skin hot to the touch and it's all the right things at all the right time.

Your lips move down his neck, kissing the salty sweat of his skin and God, you didn't know this man could turn you on more. His hands run down your back, past your waist to your hips and down your ass, and back up.

"Guess I'll need to come home like this more often," he musters with a breath. "Mmm-hmm, you should, baby..." you whisper, kissing down, crouching, then kneeling. Ted's mouth watches you intently.

"Wha...what are you doin' now?" he asks, but he knows exactly what you're doing.

Your eyes look at him, dripping with lust, as you move his joggers down his legs, his thighs strong and defined. You drag his navy blue boxer briefs down too, freeing him. He's hard and ready, his cock red and leaking already.

A kiss to it, a quick lick, and you take him in your mouth, splaying your hands across his belly and hips, returning one to wrap around his thick, hot length as you take him deeper.

He's completely in awe, watching you worship his body like this. Even in his marriage -- on a good day -- this wasn't on the table. His big hands move into your hair, holding it back as you work.

"Mmmm," you moan as you keep taking him deeper.

"Oh, sweetheart... oh, I'm gonna..." Ted murmurs, his hips tensing and thighs twitching.

You squeeze his hip and his thigh to let him know it's okay. You welcome it.

As he feels your response, he pumps his hips into your mouth gently, moaning your name in his deep Kansas drawl.

"Oh... fuck," he says, an unexpected curse leaving his lips before you feel him spill into your mouth.

He leans against the island, panting. You wipe your mouth and climb back up to meet him, kissing his cheek before he turns your face toward his to kiss your lips.

"Sorry for attacking you, couldn't help but have a snack before dinner," you joke, and his eyes roll back as he takes another breath. "Go take a shower, and I'll finish dinner."

He nods dumbly, pulling up his pants and holding you to him.

"God, I love you," he says into your hair, smiling and giggling at what just happened.

"I love you, too, Teddy."

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BOOYAH! A man that hot needs a job-well-done award for that workout. Perfect. Thanks for the prompt, friend!

#ted lasso x reader #ted lasso fanfic #ted lasso fanfiction #sweaty ted is a new kink unlocked #we need a season 4 so we can see it #GET ON IT SUDS

[niladhevan]

Valentine, please stop deflecting everything with jokes, I thought we were having a Moment here.

Happy Valentines' Day! Better known as Viking Day in this house ! I love you with the force of a gay berserk and an emotionally repressed heir of King Arthur combined ! <3

#valentines day #viking day #happy v day #vinland saga #BJOOOORN #Askeladd #askebjorn #my art #fanart #the boys out there gazing upon Mont Saint Michel #i can give you the pinpoint place where the conversation is taking place if you'd like (Pointe du Grouin du Sud) #Björn was so close to getting a crumb of backstory and his eagerness to get Askeladd to talk backfired immediately #rip #the sword poking is a foreshadowing ha ha h a (rip bis)

[onebarofsoap]

played pokemon platinum recently and swept the league with nothing but my overleveled team of two guys named steamed bun and egg tart 💪

#pkmn #pokemon #pkmn dppt #pokemon fanart #soap tries art #soap's suds #torterra #luxray #remember that one post about winning with your favorites. yeah #please excuse my chinese handwriting 👍 just wanted to write it there so you all could understand the sheer power of baobao #i wish i could have made this a trainersona but well. i'm the frog keychain so its fine #some design notes: #baobao is a live oak torterra variant bc i wanted to put resurrection ferns on him #danta is just. well i just looked up a lion so i could make her funny looking. its like when u have to hold a cat's head back do u get it #anyway that should be enough tags im tired #to every dppt player i hope u like the nostalgia trip ❤

[yellowocaballero]

Omg hi Ms. Yellow Caballero big fan of your work <3 For real though, I'm really excited that your sharing the Weekenders, it was a joy to read and I'm bongocat-ing now that others also get the privilege to read it as well.

Referencing your tags, would you please elaborate of ableism in fandom and, like you said, how fandom treats characters with unpalatable disabilities?

Hi Ms. Bud Lite I'm a big fan of you <3

TL;DR A fear of writing characters of highly marginalized identities shields you from criticism and discomfort, but it's actively stigmatizing to people of these identities and as a writer you really need to get over yourself and write The Icky People.

I guess I'll come out swinging on this one and say that fandom doesn't like severe mental illness. (As a note, when I say severe mental illness (SMI) I mean illnesses such as psychotic disorders, bipolar disorder, substance use disorders, personality disorders, etc)

Obviously, nobody likes people w/SMI. It's just insanely egregious in fandom to me, since fanfic writers absolutely love writing characters or HC characters with depression, anxiety, or a specific variety of PTSD That Isn't Scary. People actively reject any character HCs for a SMI. When people write a character with SMI, they nicely downplay it, ignore it, substitute it for a disorder they like better, or rewrite it. It's completely untolerated, in both headcanons and in fanfiction, and every time I bring it up I always get the most interesting reasons why somebody couldn't possibly acknowledge a character's SMI in their writing. I've heard all of these:

"I don't know enough about the disorder to write it accurately." Do research.

"I'm not X, so I can't really depict it." You probably aren't a cis white man, but you depict those guys just fine.

"It feels insulting to the character." There is no shame in having a SMI.

"I can't understand what it's like, so it's better to be cautious and avoid giving characters stigmatized identities." There are LOTS of experiences that you'll never understand because you've never had them - you just don't want to write anything you're uncomfortable with. People with SMI make you uncomfortable, and you don't want to write anything that makes you feel uncomfortable, or think of a comfort character in an uncomfortable way. SMIs are marginalized differently than solely depression/anxiety/The Nice PTSD, and by refusing to write them you're actively contributing to the stigma.

I think (?) I've spoken in the past about how I believe that the rigorous external and internal policing of writing people of marginalized identities is actively harmful towards efforts to increase diversity of experience and background in fiction. A lot of fanfiction writers are just terrified to write people who they can't directly relate with, because they're worried 'they'll get it wrong' and be Big Cancelled. I think this is negative enough when it prevents people from going outside of their comfort zone, but on a macro level I think this results in people refusing to write characters of marginalized identities as all. It's an insidious thought process, and it's reflected in people's unwillingness to diversity their writing or acknowledge canon diversity.

'Well, I don't understand what it's like to be Black, so I don't want to write Black people'. 'I want to project on this character, so I only want to write them with mental illnesses and identities I have'. 'If I write a marginalized character incorrectly people will yell at me, so I won't write a marginalized character who's marginalized differently than me at all'. Can you imagine writing a lesbian character with a boyfriend because 'you feel uncomfortable writing lesbian experiences'? It's blatantly homophobic. But people do that with disability and race/ethnicity ALL THE TIME.

People with SMI notice that you feel uncomfortable with them. It's obvious. They notice when a character has a SMI + anxiety, and you only write their anxiety. They notice when a character displays symptoms of a SMI in canon, but you write it out. And POC notice when the characters of color are written out. I know we all like to project on the blorbos and relate to them, and in the joys of your own head do whatever, but as a writer if you only stick to identities you're comfortable with you are actively being a worse writer. Which to me is the REAL sin lmfao.

#my asks #thanks for enabling me lizzy if i didn't get this out i would have just vagued for the rest of time #even just beyond all of this on a more subtle lvl. HC people with SMI cowards. just do it. its good for you. #the two times me/a close friend have proposed on a fandom server "hey I read X as having a SUD/being on the schizophrenic spectrum' #there was actual fascinating pushback and rejection #people got MAD. #'blorbo wouldn't be an alcoholic he's not a bad person :(' fuck off #i dont use the word often but its ableism and you can be mentally ill and still ableist #if you dont feel educated enough on something to write it then do research #and while research wont give you everything it's a start #if you feel like you can only write people just like you then frankly? skill issue #i mentioned that the last fic was a bit of a spite fic - well #it was scientifically fascinating how the majority of a fandom wrote/acknowledged a character as depressed and anxious #but actively got incredibly defensive when someone suggested that the psychotic character may have had a psychotic disorder #it was so blatant. very annoying. anyway.

[hauntedradiotower]

Avatar Roku’s big mistake was doing nothing decisive about Sozin. He says as much himself. What’s interesting is a very common critique of him extrapolates further, saying he did nothing noteworthy at all.

I disagree. ATLA is a story about Aang. The narrative orbits Aang. He’s The Guy. All we need to know about Roku is how his life relates to The Last Airbender’s life. I think Roku was a good avatar, but he was an even better (though imperfect) mentor. Everything he said was to lift up Aang, and erase himself. It’s a combo of his self-effacing nature and just good writing to keep the narrative tight.

Roku talks about Sozin much more than the longtime love of his life. That’s not because he loved Sozin much more than Ta Min, it’s to set up a direct parallel to Aang & Zuko, a very timely hint at generational healing.

When he does touch on Ta Min, the main focus is on his complete awkwardness around her. He knows Aang is having big first crush angst. Although saving the world is foremost on everyone’s mind, Aang is thirteen and the need for hope in the ways of love is likely just as pressing for him. Seeing the past avatar struggle with this and still find love probably brought Aang a lot of subconscious peace of mind.

What stood out to me the most to me: Roku doesn’t even mention his own children. Is that because he doesn’t care about them? You cannot convince me that’s true. Now, if he didn’t even mention them, he definitely won’t regale Aang with tales of raising Fang (not canonically confirmed), or pushing for legal restrictions on dragon-poaching (which canonically exploded in popularity only after his death), or bringing about tedious peace between the Northern Water Tribe and the Earth Kingdom (also canon), especially not when time is of the essence & Ozai’s lit a candle under everyone’s ass…

Maybe if someone like Bumi had been the previous avatar we’d get some random stories like that, winding wildly back to a lesson that solves everything. But not with Roku, he’s gonna show Aang what it was like, and what it could be again, subtlety nudging him in the right direction for the world: making peace with Zuko.

Past glories do not matter so much as the possibility of future peace.

#also it’s not like he did nothing about sozin #but that something he did do should’ve been done a lot sooner! but that’s its own post.. #Avatar Roku #Aang #ATLA meta #something about plane rides really gets me yapping in the notes app #Did Roku have more than one kid? Idk #also very interesting to me that Sud gets named when his waterbending teacher doesn’t. that too is a whole other post

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

EVAN BUCK BUCKLEY IS BISEXUAL!!!!!!!

WHOOOOOOOOOOO 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊🎉🎉🎉🎂🎂🎂🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭😭❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰!!!!

#IT'S CANONICAL #SCREAMING SOBBING THROWING UP #HOOHHHHHHHH MY GOSH #9-1-1 #911 #oasis's 9-1-1 chatter #bi buck #evan buckley #the bi buck tag is for me slfkfhsld #9-1-1 spoilers #911 spoilers #911abc #911 on abc #we are about to be trending at one for so long #y'all I stopped my review for this #I also think I stopped breathing when it happened #I was literally screaming #whisper screaming because my mom was washing dishes in the next room but OH MY GOSH #I was catching up on my liveblogging and literally just stopped as the scene was getting more and more sud #I was drawn in and also wanting to pay attention #and then as it happened I said SCREW IT I'M TYPING I'LL COME BACK slfkghs xD #my gosh #losing it <3333 #guys #guys :'DD #we DID IT #oh my gosh #oliver must be so happy genuinely lol #wow. buddie soon guys :')) but I am NOT disrespecting this victory #AFTER SEVEN SEASONS :'DDDD he's finally there :')) ❤️❤️❤️😭😭🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

[scoops-stevie-archive]

road trip ficlet that'll probably never be fully written

eddie shows up to steve's with the van packed and ready to go. it takes some convincing (not much, not when it's eddie asking) but then steve's packing a couple bags and he leaves his parents a note they'll probably never see. and off they go. they send postcards to robin and nancy at college and the kids get small gifts in the mail.

they spend nights at roadside motels or in the back of the van, conveniently set up with a sea of blankets and pillows. eddie's brought his accoustic and plays for steve every night, maybe teaches him to play a little.

theyre at a rest stop and eddie's talking to wayne from a payphone outside a rest stop somewhere in vermont. steve watches from where they've got the van's back doors open, leaning back on his hands and smoking a cigarette. nervous glances are sent his way and steve tries to push down the anxiety.

"everything ok?" he asks when eddie jogs back over.

eddie takes the cigarette and pulls a hit before stubbing it out on the bumper. "s'fine, darlin'," he says, smoothing the wrinkles between steve's eyes with his thumb. he started speaking in his natural cadence somewhere between the now leaving hawkins sign and chicago. "was just talkin' to wayne 'bout some things."

he gets this look on his face when he's thinking hard about something.

"pick a city," he asks.

"what?"

"pick a place," eddie repeats, fingers combing through steve's hair, pushing it back. "anywhere we've been to that you liked, or where you wanna go to next."

steve thinks back. they've been on the road for a good month now, cities and towns starting to blur together after the third week. but there was one that stood out to him. one that he knew made eddie feel as close to home as he could get.

"pigeon forge," steve settles on. he sees the surprise flicker in his boyfriend’s eyes.

"really?"

steve nods, fingers going to eddie's beltloops. "yeah. it's a tourist trap, for sure, but you looked comfortable there, like there was a weight off you, or something."

eddie bites back a smile as his hands fall to steve's shoulders. "that's nice an' all, sugar, but i asked where you liked."

"i did like it there," steve insists. "because of how it made you feel." he takes one of eddie's hands from his shoulder and tangles their fingers together. "i'm happy anywhere you're happy, eds." he won't mention the things he liked about it for himself (how outdoor-focused it was, surrounded on all sides by the smoky mountains in a way that doesn't feel suffocating like hawkins does.)

eddie's chest warms at that. he kisses the back of steve's hand. "yeah?"

"yeah."

in another three weeks they're back in hawkins, calling realtors in tennesee, lining up jobs for the two of them. the metal scene in pigeon forge is practically nonexistent, but eddie thinks he can kickstart something if he makes regular trips into nashville every weekend on top of singing the songs he grew up with at a local bar. steve lands an interview at old mill candy kitchen and they give him a chance, even with his limited experience from scoops.

once everything is said and done and steve's drinking a cup of coffee on the back porch of their cabin that overlooks the mountains, thick fog still rolling over them in the early morning, he thinks they'll be fine.

#getting my love for pigeon forge and gatlinburg out there #this is probably messy i wrote and posted this between customers #cj talks #steddie ficlet #steddie #was originally set to suds in the bucket by sara evans but i think im gonna save that for a platonic eddie/chrissy ficlet #appalachian eddie #prompts

[39oa]

Postgame: Oettinger & Johnston (05.15.23)

#jake oettinger #wyatt johnston #dallas stars #stars #* #listening to spits & suds and sean talking about how much otter has improved his puck-handling :') he gets it

[wall-e-gorl]

"If you count between the flash and the thunder and divide it by 5, you can find out how far away the lighting is"

#my art #unprepared casters #dyllin wright #babey is scared of the lightning storm but Uncle Suds has just the thing to help calm her down to get back to sleep- numbers and fun facts #and mainly certainty that she will be ok and that theres nothing to be afraid of especially with him here to get her water and to sit with #(the lightning isnt that close i just didnt know how to explain the brightness without being very obvious with it lol) #anyway back to propaganda! donate to dyllin's mom! make atelut SO STRONG

[glue3ater]

Idk the idea of Loch Ness Soap came to me in a Tylenol induced fever dream so here's a warm-up sketch featuring him 💖

#cod mw2 #cod mwii #cod soap #cod john mactavish #john soap mactavish #my boy is sudded #keep him moist he will get scaly #get like a spray bottle #water him #cod fanart

[hopepaigeturner]

Yep...that's pretty much been my life.

BUT I'M BACK!

And I can say that something is coming very soon...

*~*~*~*~*

Sophie goes up to the bath, her hands fiddling with the tie of the dressing gown. Benedict turns away.

“That is very gallant of you.”

“I am a gentleman.”

“I would not mind; you are to be my husband after all.”

Benedict scrunches his eyes shut and almost groans, his resistance waning. Perhaps the audience might see him mouthing:

You are a gentleman. You are a gentleman.

“This is my mother’s house,” he manages to choke out.

“As you desire.”

He hears the thump of the dressing gown, the ripple of her limbs entering the water and he bites his lips to keep himself in check. But, he cannot restrain his eyes from wandering over his shoulder…

*~*~*~*~*~*

#🛀🏻 #an offer from an avid reader #soap #suds and... #you get the jist #😉 #I am back #and I have written #but life happens #benophie #bridgerton #an offer from a gentleman

[2nd-mushroom-circle]

gonna think about suds’ level in cleric and scenda’s celestial hand in his for a long fucking time

#unprepared casters #off the rails #unprepared casters spoilers #religious and romantic devotion tied up in one another is something that always gets me #suds' letter hit the nail on the head #yes baby take it to the extreme #be in love with her. worship her. love her as something more than human and understand you will never be on equal footing #being in love with your god is so fucked up in a lot of ways and I adore it

[sunshine-in-a-bottle]

#suds soapbox #killing biting maiming Why Is This A Feature Ao3 #i mean i get why just also Fix It To Not Do This Other Thing Its Doing

[ifellinlovewithabrokenheart]

#jason sudeikis #suds #just here to to post this cute bean #get the trash off the tag please #im sick of it

[drcuriousvii]

why is dish soap so efficient. stop making so many bubbles with so little liquid. i don't trust it

#i put in like a US quarter's worth and i need to fill a saucepan like 3 times to get all the suds out. fuckin hell

[blazingpeter]

#Welcome Home #welcome home oc #welcome home arg #bath #bath time #suds #soap #puppet getting his hair washed #wally darling #welcome home wally #material girl #Firey doodles