#trentcrimm

[calicomarie11]

Boosting this again for the new people (and because I really like it and hardly anyone has read it.)

Trent discovers his daughter is a witch in the worst way possible. By being turned into a cat.

Chapter 1

Trent’s morning was a disaster.

Lottie, his 4 year old, had been up and down all night with a cough that kept waking her up, which in turn woke Trent when she would wander into his room. She was a witchy looking little thing in the moonlight that filtered through his bedroom curtains. Dark hair a wild halo around her head and dark brown eyes black in the low light as she stared at him in his sleep. It always gave him a fright to wake up to her standing there until he recognized his daughter.

The first few times, he had walked her back to her bedroom, checking that the humidifier was still running as he tucked her back in. After the third time his sleep was interrupted he gave up and lifted the covers so she could crawl in next to him. He tried to go back to sleep, but every time he dropped off, Lottie would wiggle and elbow him in the stomach. He resigned himself to a morning of massive amounts of coffee, maybe even one of those vile energy drinks the Independent’s interns seemed to enjoy. At least Lottie’s mom would be picking her up in the morning to start their weekend together. He could sleep that night after he filed his report on AFC Richmond’s afternoon match.

The alarm blaring next to his head was an unwelcome intrusion into the dream he had finally slipped into. He smacked the clock and groaned, looking around the room with a squint when he realized Lottie wasn’t next to him. Getting up he stumbled down to the kitchen to find Lottie trying to use a kitchen drawer as a step stool

“Charlotte Elizabeth Crimm, what do you think you are doing?” He roared, his nerves frayed from too little sleep as he took in the sight of Lottie surrounded by cereal pieces and puddles of milk. The look of fear that crossed her face instantly brought him back to himself. And then her face fell, tears streaming down her cheeks as she tried to gulp in air.

“Oh, Lottie. I’m sorry I frightened you.” Trent stepped around the jug of milk tipped on its side, dripping down onto the hardwood.

Lottie continued to sob, her arms crossed over her chest. “Daddy scare me. Bad Daddy. I don’t like you. I wish you were a cat.”

Trent paused in his progress towards his daughter as a wave of something passed through him. He felt strange, like his body was too big or too small. He shuddered and seemed to be shrinking.

Going to his knees on the hardwood floor, he hunched over as another ripple of power shuddered through him. He lifted his head to see his daughter staring at him, her mouth hanging open. Glancing down his hand appeared to shimmer, a paw replacing it. Oh no. This can not be happening. It was against all the rules of science and physics.

But he can’t deny that he seems to be turning into a cat, as much as he wants to. He looked at his daughter frantically trying to think of a way out this. “Take it back, Lottie. Wish for your daddy back.”

Lottie shook her head, a mulish look on her face as she watched what was happening. “I want a cat.”

Trent groaned and curled up on the floor.

A cat emerged from the pile of clothes on the floor. His fur was long and silky, black with streaks of silver running through it. The cat picked his way over to a puddle of milk on the floor and lapped at it delicately. Lottie moved closer, offering her hand for the cat to sniff. He butted her hand and submitted to ear scritches, purring softly.

“Lottie? Where are you sweetheart?” Angie, Trent’s ex-wife, stoped short when she entered the kitchen and saw the chaos of cereal and milk, her daughter cuddling an unfamiliar cat in the middle of the floor. “Where is your father? And where did that cat come from?”

Lottie continued to stroke the cat, looking up at her mum. “Daddy is a cat now. Isn’t he soft?”

“Honey, why do you think that cat is your father?” Angie asked, keeping her voice calm. Lottie was a very imaginative child, always telling stories about seeing things that weren’t there or talking to animals when they went on walks. The problem was, she wouldn’t admit they were just stories, she seemed to believe the things she told them. Trent and Angie had started to talk about the possibility of therapy, but she was so little still. Hopefully she would grow out of her fantasies, although they would never want her to lose her sense of whimsy.

Lottie looked at Angie with a guileless expression. “Daddy made me mad, so I told him to be a cat. And then he was. Isn’t he pretty?” She looked down at the cat in her lap and buried her face in his fur.

Angie looked around the kitchen again, this time seeing the discarded t-shirt and sweatpants Trent had been wearing. She ran up the stairs to Trent’s room and saw the empty bed, checked the bathroom which was also empty. She checked every room in the house and found no sign of her ex-husband, but she did find his keys, phone and wallet sitting by the open front door.

She reentered the kitchen, staring at the cat who was still purring in her daughter’s lap.

Angie had always thought the family stories about witches in their line had been just that, stories. Surely no one in this day and age actually believed the tales about ancestors who could make things happen with the power of their words.

She sank down next her daughter on the floor, reaching out to stroke the cat whose fur bore a striking resemblance to her ex-husbands mane of hair. “Oh, dear, this is a pickle.”

The cat looked at her, unimpressed. He tilted his head and let out a demanding meow, batting at her hand with his paw. Angie lifted her hands in surrender. “Okay, okay. Backing off. I’ll call Nana and see if she knows what to do.”

Angie stood up and pulled out her phone. She decided to snap a few photos of kitty Trent and Lottie before calling her grandmother, proof that she wasn’t making this up. A part of her was still waiting for Trent to stumble down the stairs even though she had seen for herself that he wasn’t there.

As the phone rang, Angie looked up just in time to see the cat slip out the open front door. She ran out the door, but there was no sign of her ex-husband or the cat.

“Well, shit.” ————

Ted first noticed the cat on his walk to Nelson Road. It didn’t appear to have a collar or tags, but a cat that well-groomed had to belong to someone. It walked down the middle of the path like it had just as much right to be there as any of the humans it was passing. Ted chuckled as he watched the cat hiss at a passing dog who tried to get too close, even though the dog was three times its size.

He nudged Beard to point out the cat. “That cat remind you of anyone?”

Beard considered the animal before saying “With those silver streaks it looks a bit like Trent Crimm. Must be a British breed.”

Ted nodded. “Got the attitude as well.” He pulled out his phone to take photo of the cat to show Trent after that afternoon’s press conference, hopping he would get a kick out it.

Trent wasn’t at the press conference, so Ted didn’t have a chance to show him the photo. He hoped everything was okay, it wasn’t like Trent to miss a chance to interrogate him and the Independent hadn’t sent a replacement. He put it out of his mind as he went back to the office to finish preparing for tomorrow’s match.

As he left Nelson Road that evening, Ted glanced towards the wall by the door from which Trent had ambushed him more than once. There was no silver streaked journalist, but that cat from this morning was sitting by the door, washing his paws with an air of studied nonchalance. Ted shook his head with a chuckle, the oddness of seeing the same cat twice in one day tickling his fancy. He set off for home at a brisk pace, never looking back.

Ted unlocked the door to his flat and saw a streak of black and silver flow through the door.

“Hey, stop, get back here.” Ted yelled, watching the cat run up the stairs and disappear into his flat. He closed the door behind him and hurried up the steps, not sure what to do about a wild animal in his living space.

He walked in and looked around the kitchen and the living room, seeing no sign of the cat he was sure had slipped past him. “Here kitty, kitty,” he called, moving through the various rooms and starting to doubt himself.

Then he heard the flushing of the toilet and the cat came sauntering out of the open bathroom door.

“Huh,” Ted said to himself. “Guess I don’t need a litter box. Didn’t know cats could do that.” The cat was twining itself through his legs, purring as Ted looked down at it. He reached his hand down for the cat to sniff before petting him. “You sure are a friendly fella,” Ted said as he scritched the cat’s ears. “I’m sure your family is missing you.”

Ted straightened back up and pulled out his phone to call Beard. He answered on the second ring with a terse “Coach.”

Ted walked back into the living room and sat on the couch as he said, “So you know that cat we saw this morning, the one who looked like he stole Trent Crimm’s look?”

“Yes.”

“Well, he followed me home and ran into the flat.” Ted watched as the cat began investigating the contents of his shelves. “He doesn’t have a collar or tags, but clearly seems to be used to people.”

Beard was silent for a moment and then said, “Looks like you have a cat now. Mazel Tov.”

“I should try to find his people, right? How do I do that?” The cat had stopped exploring the flat and was curled up in his lap, purring as Ted stroked his back.

“You can figure that out in the morning. For now, feed it, give it some water, and try cohabitating. Might be good for you to have someone around.” Beard hung up the phone without saying goodbye.

“Feed it, he says.” Ted looked down at the cat in his lap and tried to think of what he had in the kitchen that might work for a cat. He googled a few homemade cat food recipes and settled on a chicken and rice dish that actually sounded pretty tasty.

As Ted cooked up a dinner for the both of them he found himself talking to the cat.

“I’m going to have to come up with something to call you other than ‘That Cat,’” he mused. “Hmmm, maybe Sir Whiskerton?”

The look the cat gave him somehow conveyed how unimpressed he was by this name.

“No. How about Kitty McCat?” The cat started washing himself, ignoring Ted.

“Okay, okay. Maybe we’ll just use TC for now, instead of ‘That Cat’?”

The cat came over and butted his head against Ted’s leg.

“So, you like TC? Well that works for me. I’ll give you a little TLC later, after we eat.” Ted reached down to pet the cat. He could get used to having someone around to take care of.

After the dishes were done and the leftovers were put away for TC’s breakfast, Ted sat on the couch and turned on the tv. TC jumped up and sat on the end of the couch, studiously ignoring Ted. As Ted flipped through the channels, he kept glancing at the cat from the corner of his eye. It was odd, to have another creature in his living space. When he landed on the sports channel, he noticed the cat perk up so he left it on that channel. As the commenters ripped apart Richmond’s chances for the rest of the season, Ted noticed the cat creeping closer to him across the expanse of the couch. When the conversation took a turn to roasting Ted, he glanced down and found that the cat was in his lap, purring gently. He let himself stroke the cat’s silky fur, his warm body a comfort. Maybe there was something to what Beard had said.

[daenerys-stormborn]

GIF SHARPENING ACTION 2.0 by @daenerys-stormborn

This is an updated version of my “all in one” gif action I made 5 years ago. It very similar but I added a new sharpening that I now use, v3: sharper blur. ‼️ UPDATED APRIL 2024 ‼️ I used a new sharpening now. I updated the action and it should be in the link. It’s under ‘sharper v2′.

Please read this for a more detailed breakdown of how these actions work and how I make my gifs.

v1: normal -  smart sharpen (amount 500%, .3px)

v2: sharper - first smart sharpen (amount  500%, .3px) -> second smart sharpen (amount 10%, 10px)

v3: sharper blur -  first smart sharpen (amount  500%, .3px) -> second smart sharpen (amount 20%, 10px) -> gaussian blur (radius 1px; opacity 52%) -> third smart sharpen (amount 500%, 0.2px) -> fourth smart object (amount 5%, 5 pixels) -> second gaussian blur (radius 1, opacity 10%)

sharper v2 (not shown on the gifset) - first smart sharpen (amount 150%, radius 0.4px) -> second sharpen (amount 10% radius 64px)

**v2 looks better in 540 gifs than smaller gifs, its a bit over sharpened here for my taste**

Actions also included:

Load Files Fast - for people using PS CS6 or older, uses “Load  Multiple DICOM Files” for faster screencap loading.

Brighten - duplicates the smart object then changes blending mode to screen and converts it back into one single smart object to brighten dark scenes.

Convert to Frame Timeline - converts smart object back into frames, sets frame delay, and changes canvas sizes to -2px (width & height) to take away transparent border around gifs (you can always delete this part if it doesn’t apply, please read detailed breakdown for more info).

Convert to Video Timeline - converts frames in frame timeline into a smart object in video timeline.

DL: action

These actions were inspired by hoechlin's sharpening and trentcrimms' sharpening.

[thechargrey]

Someone pointed out these were parallels...

Gif credits: @livelovecaliforniadreams @trentcrimms

[saywhatjessie]

Merry Christmas You Filthy Animal

Day 21 of the Advent calendar! Using this list. Day 21: Christmas Movies Fandom: Ted Lasso - Pairing: RoyJamie 1.1k[Ao3]

I’m Baby @JamTartt ✔ · 12 Dec 2023 My favrotie time of year: watching Roy watch Home Alone (811 retweets, 22k likes) | I’m Baby @JamTartt ✔ No, really, you haven’t lived until you’ve watched the end of Home Alone with Roy… he’s giggling uncontrollably even while I write this (2k retweets, 43k likes)

| barbs for Kent @romanroy replying to @JamTartt ????? But isn’t Roy Jewish? | I’m Baby @JamTartt ✔ replying to @romanroy people falling down and getting hit with things transcends religion, mate

| Trent Crimm @TrentCrimm ✔ replying to @JamTartt  I can picture it now: Roy sitting stiffly on a couch, wearing that same evil smile and laughing that evil laugh from the dick string incident. | Nice. @royjamie69  replying to @JamTartt and @TrentCrimm I’m sorry, the wHOM?!?!?! | The Punk Muppet @hole4kent replying to @JamTartt @TrentCrimm and @royjamie69  Here you go, bestie

The Lasso Way @dailylasso · 1 March 2022 The gaffer tying everyone’s dicks together was not on my 2022 bingo card… [video from the stands of the infamous red string incident ]

| Nice. @royjamie69 replying to @JamTartt @TrentCrimm and @hole4kent Respectfully, what the actual fuck????

| I’m Baby @JamTartt ✔ replying to @TrentCrimm @royjamie69 and @hole4kent It actually wasn’t that once I was sure my knob was okay. roy went to a sex shop and got the special skin safe rope. he’s thoughtful like that

| I’m Baby @JamTartt ✔ replying to @TrentCrimm Close! Yes to the evil laughter, no to the stiff sitting [A selfie of Jamie throwing up a peace sign and sticking his tongue out from where he’s stretched out almost in Roy’s lap, propped up against his side with Roy’s arm around him. Roy’s slumped against the couch facing what we can assume is the television screen, his profile showing his sadistic smile.]

| Nananananana! @DaniRojas ✔ replying to @JamTartt and @TrentCrimm 🥺 How come you get coach couch cuddles?

| I’m Baby @JamTartt ✔ replying to @DaniRojas and @TrentCrimm Come on over, muchacho! Plenty of snuggles to go around

| Nananananana! @DaniRojas ✔ replying to @JamTartt and @TrentCrimm 🥹🤗

Jamie Tartt ✓ [Image: The entirety of the Richmond team both on and around the couch attempting to snuggle Roy. Roy looks up at the camera at, presumably, Jamie with a dispassionate frown.] 3M likes Jamie Tartt ✓  Roy says I’m not allowed to invite anyone over for movie night anymore…

TentTruthing Puppy Pile!

Tammy Wallace So sweet :)

BentforKent Dude there’s no way they’re not fucking

NerdfighterJamie @BentforKent DUDE!!!! NO RPS ON THEIR ACTUAL ACCOUNTS, SAVE IT FOR STAN INSTA

Jamie Tartt ✓ @BentforKent not sure what you’re talking about, love. This is just guys being bros.

Jamie Tartt ✓ @BentforKen LOVE ur username btw

Til We mf DIE sdfjgbwjgfbwjgb JAMIE IS SUCH A FUCKING TROLL

I’m Baby @JamTartt ✔ · 14 Dec 2024 Another year, another Home Alone rewatch where Roy absolutely loses his shit. (969 retweets, 46k likes)

| Dick String Apologist @royjamierot  replying to @JamTartt  Jamie please post a video we’re starving

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I’m Baby @JamTartt ✔ replying to @royjamierott  [video: selfie of Jamie, his lips sucked into his mouth like he’s trying not to laugh. The only part of Roy that’s visible is his arm that’s once again around Jamie, but you can hear a kind of horse giggling and some outright cackles over the faint sound of Joe Pesci being set on fire.]

| He’s My Babygirl @greyhoundsFTW replying to @royjamierott  amd @JamTartt bvisbj this is the CUTEST thing I’ve ever seen, Jamie Tartt you fucking KING

Nice. @royjamie69  … Guys?

I’m Baby @JamTartt ✔ replying to @royjamierott  [video: selfie of Jamie, his lips sucked into his mouth like he’s trying not to laugh. The only part of Roy that’s visible is his arm that’s once again around Jamie, but you can hear a kind of horse giggling and some outright cackles over the faint sound of Joe Pesci being set on fire.]

| Free Palestine @normalaboutfootball replying to @royjamie69 SHHHH WE KNOOOOOOOW

| Dick String Apologist @royjamierot  replying to @royjamie69 and @normalaboutfootball We dare not speak its name…

Jamie Tartt ✓ [Image: A candid shot of Roy, the lighting bad like the only light is coming from the TV, Roy’s hand is blurred like it’s moving to cover his eyes and his face is just broken open in the widest smile anyone has ever seen.] 12M likes

Jamie Tartt ✓  Marv just got hit with an iron

Mommy Welton kjbvjsbvsjkvb EXPOSED

Keeley Jones ✓ He is going to KILL YOU when he finds out you posted a picture of him SMILING

tartt’s tarty heart WE ARE BEING FED SO WELL HAPPY HANUKKAH TO MEEEEE

I’m Baby @JamTartt ✔ · 21 Dec 2025 Little late this year but DON’T WORRY. Roy is right at this moment watching Home Alone. (811 retweets, 22k likes)

| ObisanYEAH  @SamStan replying to @JamTartt  Thank Goodness!       

| Thank Roy It’s Game Day @WeKNowWeAre replying to @JamTartt  I don’t believe in Father Christmas but I do believe in Giggly Roy Kent

| Colin Hughes @ColinHughes ✔ replying to @JamTartt  What took so long?

| I’m Baby @JamTartt ✔ replying to @ColinHughes Wedding prep is a bitch, man, you know that! Only reason we’ve got time now is because we’re pushing off cleanup until tomorrow. You and Michael looked great today, by the way, thanks for coming :)

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Colin Hughes @ColinHughes ✔ replying to @JamTartt  Of course :) 

| Nice. @royjamie69  replying to @ColinHughes and @JamTartt WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING?!

Pink News @PinkNews  Roy Kent and Jamie Tartt reveal secret relationship and marriage in recent Twitter post

Roy Kent ✓ [Video: Jamie, still in his suit pants and shirt, his bowtie undone around his neck, leaning almost entirely on a body, presumably Roy. He’s saying the lines along with Buddy the Elf as they scream “Santaaa! I know him. I know him!” and then giggling like mad. Roy’s other hand comes up to pet his hair.] 69M likes Roy Kent ✓  This muppet makes fun of me for laughing at Home Alone but this is the kind of shit he does. Can’t believe I married him today. I must be an idiot. 🖤

TentTruthing !!!!!!!!!!

Tammy Wallace Happy for you both :)

BentforKent I FUCKING KNEW IT TOLD EVERYONE

NerdfighterJamie KBDVJKSDBVJKBVJKBVJKEVB WHAT THE FUUUUUCCCCCCKKKK

Mommy Welton HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!jkabjvbjkvbJKBSJKVBJKVBKSVB

Til We mf DIE sdfjgbwjgfbwjgb JAMIE IS SO CUTE ROY YOU LUCKY BITCH

Keeley Jones ✓ Roy, you realize now I know you DO know your instagram password, I’m going to make you post more.

Roy Kent ✓ @Keeley Jones fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck

tartt’s tarty heart AM I DEAD? I FEEL DEAD DID I DIE? GOD ARE YOU THERE?

Jamie Tartt ✓ 🩷

[expectopatronum-spell]

I mean, yes.

But also, you must understand how skeptical I am of the phrase “Everything in this show is intentional” after living through the Johnlock Conspiracy.

I love how the writers are reassuring the audience that there is Something going on between Ted and Trent. 

For example, after putting a LITERAL BISEXUAL FLAG over Ted’s head, the writers were like you know what, let’s really hammer it in and put a PINK TRIANGLE over him as well, which is super obvious considering that they referenced that EXACT SAME QUEER SYMBOL in the episode.

Considering the fact that EVERYTHING IN THIS SHOW IS INTENTIONAL, this is essentially a confirmation that there is Something going on, at the very least with Ted’s sexuality, which, if it is indeed true, will be discussed at length in the next episodes.

Truthers, we are Not Insane.

[weclassybouquetfun]

It's Oscars weekend, surely there has to be a few more parties the TED LASSO gang can get into.

One down with the Vanity Fair Young Hollywood party.

I need to know if James Lance matches his jewelry to his clothes or the other way around. Was he like, "This bracelet has yellow in it- I know just the shirt!"

TrentCrimm, Independent snooping.

The cast reflect on the premiere.

Even from someone not in attendance.

Adam's boyfriend is a keeper.

[lunar-years]

what are your fave ted lasso blogs? looking for more to follow :) thanks!

Here a few of my favs I can think of off the top of my head! Also I believe many of these are multi-fandom or general blogs on a ted lasso kick, like myself, lol. But all excellent excellent blogs !!

@jamiesfootball @richmondtilwedie @yelena-bellova @atorionsbelt @roykeeleyjamies @tarttedup @sgtjamesrogers @tedlassosource @yellenabelova @jamietarttkunt @jamietarttsdaddyissues @trentcrimms @scoatneyhall @lemoncupcake @roykentjamietartt @hacash @disasterbijamietartt

I'm literally so sure there are more and I'm forgetting some big ones but that should get you started :)

[andyridgeley]

me immediately changing my @trentcrimm icon cause that james lance photoshoot is 🔥

[spasticcustoms]

“Trent Crimm. The Independent.” Sometimes when working on customs I start seeing other characters in the parts while painting. Such was the case with this head, I couldn’t stop seeing Trent. Then I realized I had this body that could work. #funko #popvinyl #funkocustoms #popcustoms #spasticcustoms #customfunko #custompop #trentcrimm #trentcrimmtheindependent #tedlasso

[strangeannamaul]

Been making gifs of the S3E2 Ted Lasso n thought y'all might enjoy them here.

#tedlasso #trentcrimm #jamietartt #coachbeard #roykent #danirojas #richmondtillwedie

[calicomarie11]

Several Sentences Sunday

Proof of life, I am still working on Yes I'm a Mess. I know it's been two months since the last update, but I hit a block on this chapter, finished a WIP, published 2 fics in another fandom and finally found my mojo for this one again.

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“Thank you for agreeing to meet,” Juliet says, grabbing a napkin to have something to do with her hands and starting to shred it. “I wasn’t sure you would, thought you might change your mind. It looked like you were having fun the other night.”

“I was.” Trent continues to watch her, the wary look in his eyes a new consequence of the past year.

“I was there for Clarissa’s hen do. Do you remember Clarissa, she was my TA a few years back? She’s teaching at Kings now. Anyways, I wasn’t expecting to run into you.” Juliet feels like the awkwardness is seeping out of her pores as she babbles. 

Trent’s voice is dry as he responds, “I wasn’t exactly expecting to run into you either.”

Juliet winces, “I’m sure. Do you go there often?” she asks.

“No, that was my first time at that particular club.” He studies her and then sighs, a bit of his mask falling away. “A friend from work invited me out. Well, more like dolled me up and kidnapped me.”

“It was a bit different from your usual look,” Juliet snorts into her mug. “But you looked good, happy,” she hurries to reassure him. “I haven’t seen you look like that in a long time.”

Trent nods. “It’s a work in progress. But I’m getting there.”

[tomlinfonda]

There's an edit with this song on tiktok and it got me feeling like

hey if you haven't heard it, "stray italian greyhound" by vienna teng is soooooo specifically trent re: tedtrent it's insane

hey anon....how does it feel to be incredibly right about this

[marktavaresartist]

“Trent Crimm, the Independent” (12 x 16, Acrylics on Gessoed Canvas Sheet ©️Mark Tavares) I like using little bits of downtime to try out new techniques and such. Sebastian Krüger has been showing his underpainting technique for a little while now in his IG page. I wanted to see if it would help me out. For my subject I chose Britain’s most elegantly coiffed, somewhat elitist fictional journalist, Trent Crimm from “Ted Lasso” (played to perfection by James Lance) #tedlasso #trentcrimm #caricature #acrylicpainting #portrait #underpainting #sebastiankruger #trentcrimmismyhairguru https://www.instagram.com/p/CSu9f29JB9n/?utm_medium=tumblr

[loveexpelrevolt]

Trent Crimm, The Independent.

[trentcrimm]

The coffee vibes are strong with this one 10/10

all coffee and tea and writing and trent crimm vibes on this one, my friend!!! :’)

[jamie-tartt]

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