#Arsenal

[theoraeeken]

Declan Rice scoring two absolute fuckin bangers of goals against Real Madrid, 8/4/2025 (for @romanraekens)

[enwoso]

the fallout | alessia russo x child!reader

based on this request:)

grumpy masterlist | i would recommend reading ‘first heartbreak’ to get up to speed:)

alessia's phone buzzed on the kitchen counter, again. and again. and again, for what felt like the hundredth time in the past hour.

alessia didn't move from where she stood, her arms folded tightly across her chest as she stared out the window. supposed to be planning her schedule for the next few weeks which her manager had just sent her.

but her eyes every other second were flickering to the your little blonde figure as you were curled up in the couch. you were quiet. too quiet. your favourite elephant teddy, esme tucked under your arm. your thumb hovering near your mouth — something you hadn't done in months. a habit that had been broken months ago.

her phone buzzed once more. alessia snatched it up and pressed the red button, the buzzing making her feel as though she was about to go insane.

she didn't want to hear his voice. not yet. not after yesterday. not after. 'whose y/n-?'

the ache still heavy in her chest. but then came a knock at the door. your little head looking up as you watched your mummy get up from the kitchen table. your eyes moving back to the tv screen.

alessias jaw tightened. she crossed the room, brushing her hand over your head on the way. you not batting an eyelid. but as your mummy opened the door, the last person she expected to be stood there.

harrison — stood there. looking as if he'd just thrown himself together in the last minute. like this was just another thing he needed to do to tick off his list. he held an armful of giftbags.

alessia mentally groaning, of course this was the way he decided to apologise. not with words but instead trying to buy his way to forgive. alessia had seen it all before, let’s just say you weren't the first he'd tried to buy forgiveness from when he fucked up.

"hi," he said, trying for that easy charm, "i, um brought some stuff for y/n. just wanted to... make it up to her."

she didn't speak, just stepped back arms crossed tight as he walked into through the hallway into the kitchen. alessia not wanting to make a scene in the middle of the street.

he placed the glittery bags which were conveniently your favourite colour, on the table. pulling things out like some poorly-cast game show host. a loud, flashing obnoxious if you would, doll. a stuffed animal. a cheap makeup kit. a chocolate egg, with nuts — all things you probably wouldn’t enjoy.

"she doesn't like that chocolate, she says it make her tummy feel all wobbly.." alessia trailed off pointing to the package.

harrison blinked as he turned to look at alessia, "wait, what? seriously? i didn't... i thought—"

"you thought wrong," alessia snapped, her voice firm but not rising it knowing you were in the room just next door. not wanting to unsettle you anymore than you had been in the past twenty four hours.

"cause you don't know her, not properly anyways harrison. you don't know a single thing about your daughter. and don't even think that this-" she waved a hand towards the pile of gifts, "makes up for what you did."

"i messed up, okay? but i'm still trying..."

alessia shook her head, laugh escaping her lips. the cruel and bitter type as if she can't believe the words coming from his mouth. "no, you forgot her. forgot her name. she waited all fucking week for you, talking about nothing else but how excited she was that her daddy was finally coming to watch her-"

alessia paused, feeling her breath catch in her throat. "-she even told her teacher that you were coming. that little girl kept checking that crowd yesterday convinced she'd missed you. and you, you couldn't even be bothered to show up. you were hungover, and then when you finally answered the phone you didn't even know who she was. but you're ‘trying’ so that makes that all fucking okay doesn't it!"

he flinched at her words. good. she wanted it to sting. she wanted him to feel as hurt as you had yesterday.

"she cried herself to sleep last night, harrison. do you even understand what that means to a five year old? for your own daughter to wonder if her own dad even loves her?"

"i do love her," he said, too quickly.

alessia scoffed, voice bitter as she whispered but still loud enough that he could hear her words clear as day, "then you have a fucking hell of way of showing it then haz."

there was silence for a beat. then, softer now, she added, "you don't get to drop in with some shiny new toys and expect it to fix the damage you've done. she's not stupid. and she's very not some chore you can do once a month when the guilt catches up."

"i just want to take her out for the day. try to rebuild something." harrison shrugged as if he was asking a question to himself, as if he was trying to convince himself.

alessia stared at him, her anger still there but layered now with exhaustion. "you want to take her out? fine. you can ask her. but if she says no, that's it. you respect that."

she turned to the lounge. "lovie? come here, baby."

you emerged, esme the elephant clutched tight as if it was the only thing which understood you. but when you saw the tall figure standing next to your mummy, you stopped short.

"hey, y/n," he said, crouching slightly. "i brought you some stuff. thought maybe we could hang out today, just you and me."

you didn't move. your face went pale, your eyes wide.

"mummy..." you whispered, shaking your head almost immediately as you rushed to your mummy and clinging to her legs. "don't make me go. please don't make me go with him."

alessia knelt down, wrapping her arms around her daughter. "you don't have to, baby. i promise, you don't have to do anything you don't want to."

you looked up at her with tear-stained cheeks as you shook your head once again. "i don't wanna go with him. he doesn't even know me. he didn't even come. he forgot me."

alessia's throat tightened. she looked up, meeting harrison's eyes — and this time, there was no anger in hers. just cold, heartbreaking disappointment.

you pressed your face back into your mummy's shoulder, voice muffled and cracked: "that's not my daddy anymore."

"she stopped calling you daddy last night," alessia said quietly. "you earned that."

and harrison, the cocky, thoughtless harrison, finally looked like he understood what he'd done, the pain and heartbreak he had caused.

[agoonerz]

hang it in the louvre

[unknownlesbianartist]

@arandomao3user has infected me with TimBern virus so here’s some headcanons

- Before Bernard tells Tim he knows that Tim is Red Robin, he used to keep getting in trouble on purpose so Red Robin would always somehow magically save him. Tim was not happy when he found out.

- They fucked in the Batmobile once

- Bernard confiscated Tim’s caffeinated drinks one night after Tim’d had six energy drinks and a begrudging cup of coffee

- Bernard likes to work out in front of Tim when he’s trying to get work done so he can’t focus for shit because his boyfriend has good biceps

- Jason and Dick are very anti TimBern so they always make sure to be as touchy feely when they’re around just to piss them off

- JayRoy and TimBern once went on a double date very much to Jason’s annoyance and Roy absolutely love Bernard like those two got along so well

- Damian thinks Bernard is funny

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[emberettee]

Merino celebrates his 3rd goal | Arsenal - Real Madrid (H), Champions League, 08.04.2025 ©️ DYLAN MARTINEZ/Reuters

Under the majestic Emirates Champion Leagues night.

[leafbowl]

Roy: *Has just been cussed out and threatened by the kids of the Narrows that Jason protects, stood on the footpath just gaping at the now-empty spot in front of him.*

Jason, coming back over to his boyfriend after stepping away for literally four seconds: Roy?

Roy: I want a kid.

Jason, eyebrows furrowing as he scans Roy, making sure he wasn't dying: Roy, baby, you have a kid.

Roy: *Shakes his head.* No. I mean yeah, I love Lian so much and she will always be my little girl but I want a kid for us.

Jason: What- Roy, what brought this on?

Roy: *Turns back to look at where the kid that had such a love and protection for Jason had been standing.* I don't know.

Jason, the pieces clicking together: Baby. *He tilts Roy's head to look at him, mildly amused by all of this.* What did he say to you? (The reason Jason said 'he' was because he knew one of his kids had gone up to Roy and said something to warn him or scare him off. And, of course it was one of the boys because the girls wouldn't do that. They'd throw rocks and shit at him, sure, but not actively try to push Roy away from Jason. They knew he cared too much about Roy to even tip the scales.)

Roy: He said that you're their protecter but they were yours too. He said that if I were to hurt you then they'd get to me before the bats even knew about it. He was- fuck, Jaybird, he was so cute.

Jason: *Can't help but smile.* He threatened your life.

Roy, shaking his head: I don't care. I want that one. Can we have that one?

Jason: *Pauses but then smiles. He presses a kiss to the corner of Roy's mouth.* Whatever you want, baby.

Roy, eyes bright: Really? Because Tyler is so protective of you and he loves you so much and I just wanna rap in a blanket and love him.

Jason: *Freezes for a moment because he wasn't expecting Tyler to genuinely give Roy his real name.* He does. All of the kids do but Ty, he... He's had trouble. I try my best to give them good lives but I'm just one person.

Roy, nodding condescendingly: Ah yes because using daddy's money or his status is beneath you.

Jason, crossing his arms: You wanna play like that, Speedy?

Roy, groaning: No, stop. I swear to god, Jason-

*Jason cuts him off with a kiss because Roy's so pretty when he's annoyed and Jason was having trouble not kissing him before when he was talking about kids because Tyler meant so much to Jason and yes of course he wants to have a kid with Roy- and an added bonus of giving that 4-year-old a good life to enjoy? Have him be able to live in their house but also be able to stay with the rest of the Narrows' kids whenever he wanted or whenever he missed them? Jackpot. Jason really got lucky, didn't he?*

[rana030]

ONE CLUB MENTALITY ❤️

[mariaswagdalena]

Watching the game back and Declanito Arroz really said

[hotboybda]

[goonergirlart]

I'm still not over those free kicks.

See here for more of my Arsenal art

[smithrowed]

[tracksuitlesbian]

Not even gonna lie this is my greatest achievement

[coyging]

[haithhegimp]

i have a request for you! i’m not sure if you’re into jayroy or anything, but could you draw them together? maybe jason has roys hat on or something?

if not, it would be nice to see a drawing of the boys in the batcave just hanging out. like maybe tim is on the computer, jason is reading and sitting on top of the desk, damion is sitting under the table with titus, and dick is holding a handstand while watching videos on his phone

i love jayroy! but even if i didnt id still draw them lol. also your other request is very adorable and i might draw it someday but for now just jayroy~

(main post for requests, open until the 13th aka today~)