#joseph lisgoe

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idk that 1 frame in the live show rlly took a hold on me

[9leaguesofmirrors]

HAPPY ONE YEAR OF GAINSGOE!!

On July 20th 2023 (at exactly 8:11pm), I posted my first post here about a silly little concept that was living in my head rent-free: what if Ross Gaines and Joseph Lisgoe met in the show?

On that day, Royston Vasey's favourite screwed up power couple was born!

I never expected it to make it this far if I'm honest, but I'm so glad it did. In order to celebrate a whole year of Gainsgoe, I've compiled this little collection of fanwork: all made by you!

Thank you so much for the love this silly little crackship has recieved, I look forward to seeing what else you all make in the future

FANFICTION

https://www.tumblr.com/loveshearsmith/730743586408316928/hey-your-fics-are-honestly-so-well-written-i?source=share - Confession time: I actually requested this one. It was before anyone else was really writing Gainsgoe and I was itching for some content, and WOW was this worth it! Brilliant characterisation and a fantastic building of tension - thank you for hearing me out!

https://www.tumblr.com/legzakimmbo/735444389299699712/long-ass-gainesgoe-fic?source=share - We also have this stunning fic, full of fantastic moments and topped off with a beautiful extended metaphor that hasn't left my brain since I first read it

https://www.tumblr.com/parnagfegg/737889770869522432/show-down-parnagfegg-league-of-gentlemen-tv?source=share - If you like cracking smut, then look no further! A really fun fic set in a club, which makes for a really interesting story! The banter/chemistry is top notch and everything fits together perfectly

https://www.tumblr.com/haras24/733830921531326464/respite-hyperfixationalamode-league-of?source=share - Haras has written three fantastic Gainsgoe fics, but I have to say this one is my favourite. A beautiful hurt/comfort fic that I keep coming back to!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54837844/chapters/139000795?hide_banner=true - No clue who wrote this, but the hurt/comfort and characterisation is PERFECT!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55934581 - This was actually for a fic trade my mutuals and I did, it lives in my head rent free

FANWORKS

Credits to, @legzakimmbo, and @galahadthepure

EDITS

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGenjBDgY/ - By lesbian_willwood on Tiktok

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGenjk3re/ - By spcvarney on Tiktok

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGenjfURw/ - By insideno96 on Tiktok

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGenjUMwc/ - By legzakimmbo on Tiktok

TO CONCLUDE

I never would've expected this silly little crackship to take off the way it did, but seeing all the creations that have come of it has been so fun to see

Thank you, once again, for all for the Gainsgoe love. I look forward to seeing what the future holds and what people make next!

[haras24]

Reece Fic Masterlist

Hi everyone! For those who don't visit AO3 all that often, I thought I'd share the links to my fics here. Please be aware that all contain sexual content, so they are all rated Explicit.

The League of Gentlemen

Your Place or Mine (Benjamin/Olive)

A Twisted Seduction (Lisgoe/Female Reader)

I Find Solace in Your Spite (Pauline/Ross)

Living in the gap between past and future (Ollie)

Remote Working (Ross/Lisgoe)

Respite (Ross/Lisgoe)

Hot Desking (Pauline/Ross)

In Sound and Silence (Ross/Lisgoe, Ross/Pauline)

TLC

Doctors and Nurses (Doctor Flynn/Nurse Judy)

Inside No. 9

Absolution (Matthew Warren/Original Female Character)

To Slake His Thirst (SPC Varney/Original Female Character)

[photo-of-reece-everyday]

[legzakimmbo]

Intoxication - Gainesgoe (Ross Gaines X Joseph Lisgoe)

“How much did you say?”

“Two grand. Two fucking bricks!"

Upon these words, Ross’ glance averted to the three gambling machines shamefully stuck in the corner of the pub. It was easy to tell that the owner wasn’t proud of the purchase. The idea that someone in that meaningless little town would actually want that amount of money (knowing they could never pay it off ; the jobs in Royston Vasey could never suffice) baffled him. Ross pitied the man, but simultaneously, he commended him for having the courage to request that amount from Lisgoe.

The two had crossed paths a few days ago, with thanks to the small sum of money Ross had owed Lisgoe ; Ross was austere and logical, he knew how to handle money, but living in Royston Vasey, you’re bound to owe a debt or two at any given point. And if you weren’t paid a visit by his two incompetent henchmen, you would be visited by Mr Lisgoe himself. And he was much less forgiving than them.

So why was Ross sitting next to him in the pub, surrounded by several empty glasses and an anxious waiter constantly waiting to pour their next drink?

Matter of fact, Lisgoe wondered that as well. Almost every encounter he had with people who wouldn’t cough up on time didn’t end on such a positive note. There must have been something about the brunette man that made him grow a fondness towards him.

Perhaps it was his indifferent nature. Or his abrasiveness upon being demanded so harshly, while others would have probably shit themselves.

The debt collector blamed these uncouth thoughts on his inebriation.

“Do you want me to pay? I wouldn’t mind.”

Ross’ offer was quickly overshadowed by Lisgoe silencing him. “Nah. No need. Poor bastard can’t repay the debt with cash only, so-”

“So you’re taking drinks for free.”

“Shut up! I’m fucking getting there.”

Lisgoe took another sip of the bitter absinthe spirit, wiping away any careless alcohol that beaded at the corners of his mouth. “That skittish cunt almost dragged us down with him, with how much he owed me. This ain’t stealing, Ross. This is the price.”

Ross felt no need to question him further. He was smart enough to understand the other’s logic, but also read his drunken, antsy mood. “Fair enough.”

A brief silence.

“If I knew I could get free drinks from it, I would have become indebted to you a long time ago.”

Lisgoe processed the joke and chuckled hoarsely, running his thumb across the rim of the glass. “Yeah, well, don’t get too cosy. This was just by chance.”

“That so?”

“Mmh.” His confirmation was muffled by another sip. From their conversation, Ross had concluded that this was most definitely not going to be the only time they crossed paths. The mutual feeling of interest was too strong for them to just turn round and not see each other again. And it was definitely not the first time, either ; their prior encounter was rocky. A lot of demanding and shouting ensued from Lisgoe alone. But something must have clearly triggered for the two of them to end up sitting on Ross’ sofa, watching Dexter for what felt like a very fast hour.

Lisgoe wasn’t a shit debt collector. He was just shit with Ross.

“You really confuse me, Ross Gaines.”

“I’m aware.”

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The streets of Royston Vasey that night were weirdly bleak.

The occasional lamppost would emit a luminescent glow onto the quiet shops, and (on the off chance that one would appear) no car would dare sputter its engine and interrupt the tranquillity of 1 in the morning. Would anything dare to do such a thing?

Ross and Lisgoe, apparently.

The two faces, beyond inebriated at that point, stumbled from the doors, catching each other before either took a fall to the pavement.

“Fucking ‘ell,”

The useful input from the debt collector rang through the street, as a pale hand ran through his slicked, black hair. With enough hairspray, it remained intact. The wind was less forgiving on Ross’ hair, however. But somehow, it still looked fine, perhaps even better, if Lisgoe could daresay.

“Can’t drive back like this.”

“Why not?”

“Maybe because it’d be illegal.”

“Prissy prick."

“Can’t drive n’nyway. We walked here,” Ross would look about, using Lisgoe’s frame to prevent himself from coming face to face with the pavement. “Barbara’s prolly asleep b’now, as well.”

“Bah. We can walk.”

“Hardly.”

Regardless, they’d try their best to brave the awkward, drunken walk back to their houses. The two would share a sporadic conversation every now and then, but for the most part, they just listened to a deafening silence. The cool breeze complimented the burning intoxication in their throats whilst the wind would numb every speck of exposed skin. It was safe to say that it had been a long time since either of them had experienced such a cold comfort, as the silence indicated that they were revelling in it for as long as they could.

“Joseph.”

Ross looked back up wearily. “Pardon?”

“‘S m’name. Joseph.”

In that moment, Ross was taken aback by the sudden vulnerability being displayed by the hard shell of a man. But it didn’t taint the conversation. Not one bit. “Then I must say, ‘s been good to meetchoo, Joseph.”

Ross’ drunken unintelligibility drew out a raspy laugh from Joseph, who sighed with surprising content as the atmosphere returned to the comfortable silence. Minutes passed, before they stood before the apartment building belonging to the brunette.

“I’m gonnuh’ b’fucking shattered,” Lisgoe managed to spit out groggily, eyeing the complex behind them briefly. Ross pondered for a moment ; he had no idea whether it was the alcohol talking, but regardless, the next thought he had escaped his lips.

“You cuhn’ stay f’the night. On the sofa. F’you’d like.”

“Course not, fucking Mother Teresa.”

Ah.

For the first time that night, he must have misread him.

Rather than feeling embarrassed, he instead felt an appreciation for his erratic nature. A feeling which completely clouded his intoxicated mind.

As Lisgoe began to trudge off, the brunette spoke up again.

“This wonh’ be our lass encounter. Y’know that, don’ you?”

He stopped for a moment and glanced back with a mere shrug. “S’ppose yer right.”

They were both drunk. Equally drunk. But there was a tang to his response that felt very much genuine, as much as sober Lisgoe would have hated it.

No goodbyes were shared. No farewells were bid. But perhaps it was because it just wasn’t necessary.

It felt… good. For a change.

Ross exhaled deeply, as if he had forgotten to breathe for a moment, before withdrawing into the apartment.

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first time writing in ages!!

quite chuffed with it actually, might write some more of them. take both art pieces I've done of them so far too

[tw3lfthdr]

GAYS FOR THE WIN

[mercwiththem0uth]

Hey, your fics are honestly so well-written, I don't usually read "x reader" but I do frequently branch out to genres I'm not familiar with and I really like your writing style

I saw on your pinned post that you take requests and I have an odd one. Recently, I've become lowkey obsessed with the idea of Ross Gaines x Joseph Lisgoe and was wondering if you'd ever be willing to write a fic about them? I'll be honest, I have no idea how specific you like requests to be, but I'm giving you free reign to take it in any direction you see fit. If you're up for it, then thank you so much! If not, then fair enough and I wish you good luck for your future stories 😄

thank you for your kind words!! i want to give this a go for you (so sorry for the delay in responding), but to be 100% honest, i'm not entirely sure i'll give your vision much justice! i'm very used to writing 'x reader' and i have never actually written 2 character ships before...

because of this, i've decided to do a short drabble style so that i don't have to delve into too much specific detail for a story line, and risk messing up lmao. i really hope this is okay, let me know what you think and hopefully i might be able to branch out into more similar subjects in the future :)

p.s. my blog is starting to look like a ross fan account at this point... and I'm not mad about it lolll.

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Opposites Attract - Joseph Lisgoe x Ross Gaines

[not proof read]

his slicked back hair, narrowed eyes, and angry demeanor did nothing to intimidate ross. "i'm telling you, you've got the wrong house. i don't owe anybody anything." ross' tone remained calm and collected, which only seemed to agitate lisgoe even further.

"oh, yeah?" he drew closer to ross, forcing himself further into the doorway. "then how come your address is the one printed on the fucking paper slip?" lisgoe shoved the paper that he was holding to force it against ross' chest, encouraging him to hold it himself and read it. ross lifted the paper and glanced at it nonchalantly, before looking back at the angered man with a shrug of his shoulders.

"i really don't know. i'm sorry that i can't help you" ross said politely, stepping slightly backwards to close the front door between the pair of them.

"don't you dare even think about shutting this fucking door on me." joseph moved his foot into the door frame to act as a door stop, causing it to be left half-open.

with an excessive exhale of air, ross re-opened the door and stared questionably at the man before him. "what do you actually want from me?"

"I've only told you about fifty times, i want the money you owe me! i'm not leaving here until i get it."

ironically, he did end up leaving empty-handed, having realised that ross was perhaps just as stubborn as himself. joseph lay in bed that night, thoughts racing about the strange encounter he'd had that day. ross. why was he so... different? he had been so relaxed the whole time that lisgoe was shouting in his face. joseph's terrible anger and extreme persistence is the only thing he had to use in his power against people. it was the only strength he ever needed. so why was ross so unphased? it infuriated him...

the next day, lisgoe wandered the streets with barry and glen, ready to tackle the next set of debt-avoiders. joseph stood still in his tracks as a familiar face walked towards him down the street. "well if it isn't mr. gaines! we were gonna be paying you another visit later today" joseph spat, sarcasm lacing heavily in his voice.

"i'm not entirely sure why. you'd be wasting your time, to be honest." there it was. that calm voice that joseph hated so much. ross was supposed to be scared of him, what was he doing wrong?

"oh, you know exactly why." he gritted his teeth. "your name is on that paper, you owe us money and that is that!"

"have you perhaps taken this up with your little minions?" ross gestured towards the two cowardly men stood behind lisgoe, who were not helping the situation at all. "clearly somebody has made a mistake here. i've never even heard of you in my life, mr. lisgoe, i certainly don't owe you any money." ross' tone was more sarcastic this time, especially on the emphasis of joseph's name, which only caused chills to travel over his skin.

before he could even respond, ross had walked past them and continued down the street, swinging his briefcase happily as he went. shock and bewilderment momentarily lingered on joseph's face as he watched the man leave, before his eyes landed on his two useless workers, quickly resorting to his usual stern expression.

"he seems pretty certain he doesn't owe anyth-" barry began, before being silenced by lisgoe's rough hand that grabbed onto the back of his neck and forced him to walk forward, continuing their journey in silence.

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it was late evening and lisgoe lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to relax with a mind racing yet again over his impenetrable client. before long, he gave in and jumped up, pulling on his jacket and rushing out of the door.

ross sat alone, reading a book contently on his couch, before a buzz from the intercom interrupted his quiet evening.

"hello?" he answered, waiting to find out who was at the door. "it's lisgoe. let me in."

ross chuckled slightly, "why would i do that?"

"because i fucking said so." he was stern. not in a mood to be messed around with. and ross seemed to realise that.

the main door buzzed open and joseph raced to ross' apartment number, suddenly coming to a halt as he came eye to eye with ross who stood leaning smugly against the doorframe. "are we still not done here?" he said slyly, watching lisgoe's face as it washed over with anger.

"what is the matter with you, gaines? why aren't you intimidated by me?" his brows were furrowed and his fists were balled so tightly that his knuckles turned a pale white.

"why would i be intimidated by you?" he seemed genuinely confused. "i know that i don't owe you any money, so there's nothing to be afraid of." he smiled slightly, which made joseph's blood boil.

"you listen here," he inched up to ross, backing him into the door and staring deep into his eyes, his voice now so low and close to a whisper. "i spoke with my idiot coworkers, they did make a mistake and it turns out you're not in my debt. you should consider yourself extremely luck-"

"you came all the way here to tell me that?" ross interrupted, maintaining deep eye contact with the man who stood so close to him that he could feel his breath on his face.

"no!" lisgoe spat, grabbing ross' shoulders and pushing them into the door he was leaning against, frustration flowing through his veins. "i came here to make you aware of who you could've been dealing with. and who you just might be dealing with one day if you're not careful. i am one of the most powerful people in vasey, and i don't think you're taking this seriously enough."

ross breathed yet another sarcastic chuckle, still completely unphased by the insecure debt-collector. "why are you so annoyed that i'm not scared of you?"

lisgoe's grip on his shoulders loosened, dropping his hands to his sides. he took a step back and swallowed deeply, trying to process his question.

"i- i'm not." he stuttered, lying through his teeth. of course he was annoyed. he just couldn't understand why his usual scary behaviour didn't have the same affect on ross as it did with everyone else. he was intrigued, more than anything. ross was uninterested, which made him... irresistible, in a way. lisgoe wanted to make him interested.

"something wrong, lisgoe?" ross questioned, tilting his head and looking at the man with raised eyebrows.

"wipe that smug look off your face before i cut it off" he grumbled, revealing his small pocket-knife that he held in his blazer.

"okay. i just have one question for you," gaines began. "if you know i don't owe you money, and you're not annoyed at me, why are you stood here after-dark pointing a knife at me?"

"you just don't get it... do ya?" lisgoe sniggered, tucking the blade back into his pocket. "i thought you were supposed to be smart."

"well, no. i don't get it!" ross' voice raised slightly. "however i'd still say i'm smarter than you..." he mumbled.

"watch ya fuckin' mouth" joseph grimaced through gritted teeth. his eyes trailed over ross, flicking up and down before landing back on his face, making eye contact.

a heavy silence fell over the two of them, the atmosphere tense. ross swallowed hard as they stared at one another. "what...?" he almost stuttered, unable to read lisgoe's expression. the first time he ever let his guard down in front of lisgoe.

joseph approached him once again, closing the gap between them, breath hot on his face.

"you're so hard to read, gaines. like a closed book." he whispered, his words so quiet for only ross to hear. "...can you open yourself up to me?"

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a/n: welllll there it is. wasn't really sure how to end it so it's kinda weak and rushed. like i say i'm inexperienced with character ships, but i enjoyed writing that (eventhough it was only short.)

there might be a part 2? if i can come up with any ideas or if you want to suggest anything for me!

[galahadthepure]

-Laundry Day-

Enjoy a rare smiling Lisgoe :o

Me and my friend decided that Lisgoe secretly wears love heart boxers. Also I’m not ready to learn how to draw faces properly

Part 3 of the Gainesgoe drawings:)

[jessica-x-lauren]

i need a ross/lisgoe fic where they’ve each had genuinely such awful days that their tough façades even with each other completely crumble e.g, ross goes in for an actual hug from lisgoe (bonus points if he cries), lisgoe rests his head in ross’ lap whilst ross plays with his hair n although each of them are caught of guard by it neither question whats happening n roll with it n never speak of it again after. just ross and lisgoe being soft like non ross/lisgoe couples are i know they’re both secret softies at heart

[parnagfegg]

So I have tried my hand at a Gainesgoe fic:

Thank you @9leaguesofmirrors and @haras24 for encouraging me to write this! They are such a fun dynamic to write for.

[local-blog-for-local-people]

[almost-born-in-1893]

Hello, could you please make a top five hyperfixations thing for me?

1. Matthew Warren (Witchfinder) 2. Viktor (the hitman from Once Removed) 3. Papa Lazarou 4. Ross Gaines 5. Joseph Lisoge

Sure thing, here you go 💜✨

(feel free to re-upload anywhere you'd like and do whatever you'd like with it - cc by)

[9leaguesofmirrors]

My Favourite Reece Shearsmith Characters

So it's Reece Shearsmith's birthday today, so I decided to celebrate this by sharing some of my favourite characters played by this fantastically talented actor

These are in no particular order

Gregory Brewster - Him Indoors

Him Indoors is a short film about a serial killer with agoraphobia. Not only is the premise very interesting, Reece delivers a chilling yet very entertaining performance as the main character. It's on YouTube if you want to watch it, which I highly reccomend you do!

Tommy - Bernie Clifton's Dressing Room

This HAD to be on the list! Reece's performance as Tommy is heartbreaking, we watch a man seems to put-together and serious slowly fall apart and lose control of his calm façade - impeccable work

Sean Stone - Chasing Shadows

Admittedly, I don't know where the watch the full show, but I have seen clips and I knew I had to put it on this list because of Reece's portrayal of an autistic person. You can tell he put a lot of thought and research into it in order to give a realistic performance, which is a testament to his dedication and how much he truly cares about the roles he plays and who he's representing

Tyler - Riddle Of The Sphinx SPOILERS BELOW

If there's one thing Reece is good at, it's how to play a chilling villain. Everything about Tyler is unnerving and he manages to be terrifying without being loud or angry all the time. It's measured and the emotion builds and builds - fantastic work!

Joseph Lisgoe - The League Of Gentlemen

I've mentioned before that the debt collectors were underused, and I simply had to talk about how extraordinary Reece's performance as Lisgoe was. He completely dives into the roles he plays and this one was no exception, not even a light smashing on his closest friend stops him from carrying on a scene (just check out the outtakes!), he simply embodies the part and delivers a performance that terrifies the cast, crew and the audience

Laurence - Merrily Merrily SPOILERS BELOW

Merrily Merrily is an Inside No. 9 episode that I can never rewatched because of how empty it made me feel - and I mean that in the best way possible! Laurence is wracked with pain over the loss of his late partner, and Reece delivers such a subtle yet haunting performance that I don't think I'll ever stop thinking about it

Ross Gaines - The League of Gentlemen

Ross is such a fun character because of how manipulative, calculating and cold he is. Not only does it set him apart from the other inhabitants of Royston Vasey, it makes his scenes with Pauline all the more tense and entertaining - and Reece really does deliver in the role. I'm glad they decided to go with this casting choice

Aiden - Thinking Out Loud

Like with Laurence, Reece delivers a hauntingly stellar performance. What makes this one really special is that it's a monologue. There's nobody for him to bounce off of or react to, he has to reach those emotions himself. And, as always, he nails it

Ollie Plimsolls - The League Of Gentlemen

I've said before that I think Ollie is one of the most cleverly written League characters and I stand by that. As a representation of the Saviour Complex and self-righteousness of people in theatre, Ollie is a character that should be easy to hate... but because of Reece's expert comedic timing and delivery, he ends up being so funny that you can't help but laugh every time he's onscreen

SPECIAL MENTION: Gilbert - Betty Blue Eyes

Reece Shearsmith said in an interview that he wasn't a great singer. Reece Shearsmith is a liar. Don't believe me? Listen to The Kind Of Man I Am from Betty Blue Eyes and thank me later

Also, if you can find it, there's a short bootleg of him in The Producers which is good too!

Of course, this are just a few of his performances and he's never delivered a bad one - whether he's playing a comedic character like Archie in The Bill or a more serious one like in Borley Rectory. And we haven't even touched on his writing skills, I can't wait to see what he does next!

[haras24]

Hurt/Comfort Gainsgoe - It turns out that they're strangely addictive to write!

[parnagfegg]

@9leaguesofmirrors here’s a lovely little collection for your inspo since Lisgoe is Spike just in a different font 💅🏻

James Marsters as SPIKE Buffy the Vampire Slayer (1997 - 2003)