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Frida Maanum x Emma Lennartsson x Child!Reader

Summary: You meet the Arsenal girls for the first time

"Did you hear that Fleming from Chelsea just adopted a kid?" Leah says as she sits down at breakfast one day after the international break.

"Huh?"

"Yeah, Millie told me," She continues," Apparently, she'd been fostering this little girl for a while and none of the team knew."

"It's crazy," Beth agrees," It'd be like if me and Viv adopted a baby and none of you knew about. Just like came into training one day like, here they are."

"Adopting is really rewarding," Frida says absentmindedly, reaching for some of the jam across the table," Maybe Fleming just wanted to get used to it. It's a whole new situation to get used to, trust me."

"Alright Frida," Leah laughs, clapping her on the back," But I think adopting a dog is different to adopting a baby."

Frida frowns. "Yeah, I know. What did you think I was talking about?"

"You and your girlfriend's dog? Is that not what we're talking about?"

"I meant our daughter. Why would you think I meant our Jordan?"

"Your...Your daughter?"

"My daughter, yes," Frida says," Y/n."

"You...You have a daughter."

"Yes...Leah, are you okay? You look a little pale..."

"You..She...Frida, did you Fleming us?! How is this the first time I'm hearing of this baby of yours?"

Frida frowns. "I mean, she's not really much of a baby anymore. She's in that phase of trying to climb everything. Emma has to keep such a close eye on her."

"Can we see pictures?" Lia, who up until this point has remained silent, asks.

"Blimey," Leah whistles," And you're sure she's adopted? Frida, she looks just like you!"

"Really?" Frida studies the picture she selected of you, one of you cuddled up against Emma's body in your soft, linen dress and a flower crown on your head. "I think she looks more like Emma."

"You have to bring her to a game," Beth insists," She's able to travel right? Like she's got a passport and stuff?"

"I guess I can ask Emma to bring her," Frida says," But I don't see what the big deal is? I'm sure I've spoken about her before."

But apparently not because word spreads quickly through the whole team who all insist that they've got no recollection of Frida ever even mentioning you before.

Which, of course, means everyone insists on meeting you so here Frida is, waiting at arrivals for Emma to walk out of baggage claim.

She catches sight of the pram first where you're fast asleep, gripping tightly to whatever toy you've selected from your collection to join you on the journey.

Emma comes into view next, expertly wheeling the suitcase in one hand and the pram in the other.

"Hi," Frida says, a little breathless that you're finally both here," I missed you. Both of you."

Emma draws her into a soft kiss. "We missed you too. Isn't that right, squish?"

"Missed Mama," You slur, only now waking up.

"She slept the entire way," Emma explain as Frida straps you into the car seat," She didn't sleep much last night. She was too excited."

Frida laughs. "I hope she sleeps tonight as well."

"She will," Emma assures her," But I think we're going to have to deal with that little visitor in bed."

Emma's right, of course, because in the middle of the night, Frida feels you slot between them as you wiggle under the covers. But she gets her wish as well as you sleep through the rest of the night in their bed and rise the next day with all the excitement you can fit into your little body.

"Are you sure you're okay with taking her today?" Emma asks," I can keep her while I do my shopping."

"I've got her," Frida insists, adjusting you on her hip," The girls are excited to meet her. You get your shopping done."

"Alright," Emma finally agrees," I love you guys."

"Love you too. Squish, tell Mummy you love her."

"Love you!" You parrot back as Emma drives off.

"Alright," Frida says," Let's get you ready to meet everyone."

It's not the first time Frida's seen you in her Arsenal shirt before but it's the first time everyone else will.

Your life is in Sweden most of the time and then in Norway too when you visit Frida's parents. This is your first time in England and Emma made sure you were suitably dressed for the occasion.

"Oh my god," Leah says," Look at the cheeks on her!"

You giggle as a finger reaches out to poke them like your mummies do when you're being particularly cute.

"A good eater then?" Kim asks as everyone fawns over you.

You soak up all the attention, especially when wrapped gifts are presented to you teasingly.

"We had issues at first," Frida admits," She was underweight when we found her but she's a good weight now."

"She looks so content," Kim says," Motherhood suits you, Frida."

"Really?"

"Definitely. I can tell she just adores you."

"Mama!" You say suddenly, shaking a wrapped box in curiosity," Help, please?"

"How about we find a table and then we can open all your new presents?"

The team have really spoiled you - clearly trying to make up for missed birthdays and Christmases - and you seem just so excited for every gift you unwrap.

"Got to give her the full kit," Leah says with a wink as yet another presents contains an Arsenal kit.

"She has the kit at home."

"Yeah but this one has her name on it. If Fleming's daughter has a Chelsea kit with her name then the Arsenal children must have Arsenal kits with their names on it too!"

"Children?"

Leah jerks her chin over to where Beth and Viv sit with you on the floor as you show off one of your new toys.

"You should have seen Beth's face light up when you spoke about adopting. She looked interested. I guarantee those two will be thinking about it at some point soon. Might as well set the precedent now."

"I will make sure she wears it to the match," Frida promises just as you get up and toddle over.

"Mama!" You say," You see my new puppy? Looks like our Jordan!"

Frida smiles as she lifts you up onto her lap. "You know what? It does!"

"I call him little Jordan!"

"That's a perfect name, squish."

[holyblonded]

london derby | always sunny in australia

pairings: sam kerr x teen!reader, arsenal wfc x teen!reader

summary: you and sam go toe to toe

notes: this was funny to write

You always knew this day would come. Growing up all over Australia, bouncing from foster home to group home, spending every waking moment with a football at your feet—sun, rain, wind, or snow. Every sacrifice, every hour of training, every dream you held onto had led you to this. A professional footballer. A gunner. And a true gunner fights for what is right and what they believe in.

“But Kristie,” you whined dramatically, snuggling up even closer to the pregnant woman on the couch, your arms wrapped tightly around her like a koala. “You can’t wear her jersey! You have to wear mine! She’s evil, I tell you, and she plays for an evil team.”

Kristie sighed, rubbing her temples, already exhausted. She opened her mouth to respond, probably to tell you that she was not picking sides, but before she could get a word out, a familiar voice cut in.

“I play for an evil team?”

You groaned before even looking up.

Standing behind the couch, arms crossed, was Sam Kerr. Chelsea’s very own.

“You do play for an evil team,” you said, sending her a glare. “And Kristie is not wearing your jersey.”

Sam scoffed. “And you think Arsenal is any better? You play for the worst team in London.”

Your jaw dropped in pure offense. “Excuse me?”

Kristie sighed again. Sam ignored her.

“I’m just saying,” Sam continued, walking around the couch and dramatically flopping onto the other side of Kristie, “history speaks for itself. Chelsea dominates. We own Arsenal.”

“Oh, please,” you scoffed. “Arsenal has class. We don’t buy our way to the top.”

Sam gasped in fake horror. “Are you calling me a plastic?”

“If the shoe fits.”

Kristie groaned, rubbing her temples again. “Oh my god.”

Sam turned to Kristie, gripping her arm. “Kristie, babe, love of my life, mother of my future daughter or son—”

You cut in immediately. “Kristie, my favorite human being, my guiding light, the person who makes sense in this chaotic world—”

Kristie let out a loud, very real groan.

“You are not going to fight over me wearing a stupid jersey,” she said, exasperated.

“It’s not stupid!” you and Sam shouted at the same time.

Kristie took a deep breath, looking up at the ceiling like she was asking for patience. Then she fixed both of you with a stern glare.

“Rock, paper, scissors. Best of three. Now.” You and Sam looked at each other. Then back at Kristie.

“Seriously?” you asked.

“Yes,” she said. “I am too pregnant and too tired for this. Winner gets the jersey.”

There was a tense pause before you and Sam immediately shifted, sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of each other. You both raised your fists.

Kristie counted down. “Three… two… one… go.”

Rock. Scissors.

You grinned. “One-nil, Sammy.”

Sam scowled. “Lucky shot.”

Kristie rolled her eyes. “Again.”

Rock. Paper.

You smirked. “Two-nil. Game over. Must be predicting the future.”

Sam groaned, throwing herself backward onto the carpet in dramatic agony. “Nooooo.”

You leapt up, pumping your fists in victory before pointing at Kristie. “Put it on, Mewis. Arsenal looks good on you.”

Kristie shook her head but took the jersey you handed her and pulled it over her head.

Sam sat up, pouting. “This is betrayal. Betrayal, Kristie.”

Kristie patted her head like you would a sulking child. “You’ll live.”

You crossed your arms, smirking down at Sam. “Guess Arsenal wins this round, huh?”

Sam groaned, flopping back down. “I hate you. I miss when you were too quiet and scared to do anything with me.”

Kristie sighed. “I hate both of you.”

“Chickie, please sit down,” Leah pleaded as she rolled on her socks, her gaze following you as you paced the perimeter of the locker room for what had to be the hundredth time. “You’re going to make yourself—and me—dizzy with all that pacing.”

You barely registered her words, too lost in your own anxious mutterings, your hands wringing the hem of your warm-up top as your mind raced.

“She’s been like this since Renée said she’s in the starting lineup,” Kyra said, leaning back against the lockers with an amused grin as she nudged Kim. “I think she might actually combust.”

Kim hummed in agreement, arms crossed as she observed you with a small, knowing smile. “Looks like she’s about five seconds away from wearing a hole in the floor.”

As you turned on your heel to change direction in your pacing, you were suddenly stopped by a pair of strong arms wrapping around your shoulders, guiding you toward your cubby with firm but gentle pressure.

“Chickadee, you need to breathe, okay?”

Steph’s soothing voice cut through the fog of your panic, her grip grounding as she eased you down onto the bench. You blinked up at her, your breaths still shallow, your heart hammering against your ribs.

“I—I just—” you stammered, your voice barely above a whisper.

Beth appeared at your side, dropping down onto the bench beside you and throwing an arm around your shoulders, giving you a little shake. “You’ve got this, mate. It’s just football, yeah? The same game you’ve been playing since you were tiny.”

You swallowed hard, nodding, but the nerves still clawed at your chest.

Steph crouched down in front of you, her hands firm on your knees. “What do we do when we get nervous?” she prompted softly, eyes searching yours.

You took a shaky breath, your mind scrambling to remember the techniques she had drilled into you. “Count… count down from ten,” you murmured.

Steph nodded encouragingly. “Good. Let’s do it together, yeah?”

You nodded again, inhaling as deeply as you could manage.

“Ten,” Steph started.

“Nine,” Beth joined in.

“Eight,” you whispered, the tension in your shoulders easing slightly.

By the time you reached one, your breathing had steadied, your heart no longer threatening to beat out of your chest.

Beth grinned, giving you a playful nudge. “There we go, Chick. Back in the game.”

Steph squeezed your knee before standing. “You’re ready for this. We all believe in you.”

The moment of peace was promptly ruined when Kyra swooped in, flopping dramatically onto the bench beside you with a loud sigh.

“Ugh, this was so soft,” she groaned, shaking her head. “Where’s the Chickie who throws hands in training? I thought we were getting that one today.”

You shot her a glare, which only made her grin wider. “That’s only towards you.”

Kyra threw an arm over your shoulder, leaning in conspiratorially. “If you’re really that nervous, I can trip someone in the tunnel for you. Just say the word.”

Beth snorted. “You’re an absolute menace.”

Kyra smirked. “I prefer agent of chaos, actually.”

Despite yourself, a laugh bubbled up in your chest, the tension finally breaking.

Steph smiled, shaking her head as she ruffled your hair. “There’s my Chickadee.”

The energy in the stadium was electric, the hum of anticipation settling deep in your bones as you moved through warm-ups with ease. The roar of the Arsenal crowd felt like a heartbeat beneath your feet, steady and powerful, grounding you in the moment. Your nerves, which had been gnawing at you all morning, had finally melted away the second you stepped onto the pitch, replaced by sharp, unshakable focus. Every touch of the ball felt clean, every pass seamless.

As you moved through passing drills, Beth nudged your side with a smirk. “Alright, Chickie, I have to ask, how bad are the pre-game nerves right now?”

You shrugged, bouncing the ball between your feet. “Not bad,” you admitted, surprising even yourself. “I mean, still there, but manageable.”

Caitlin, standing nearby, raised an eyebrow. “Manageable? What happened to our little bundle of nerves who couldn’t sit still before kickoff?”

“She’s still here,” you muttered, shifting on your feet, but the teasing smiles from your teammates were warm, not mocking.

Kyra, stretching a few meters away, cupped her hands around her mouth. “It’s because I’m here! I’m her emotional support Australian. Suck Steph!”

“More like emotional support animal,” Leah shot back, earning a round of laughter.

You rolled your eyes but grinned nonetheless, feeling a warmth settle in your chest. These were your people now. And then, of course, the peace didn’t last long.

Because suddenly, a very familiar, very smug presence sidled up beside you.

“Well, well, well,” Sam drawled, arms crossed, mischief radiating off her in waves. “Look at little Chickadee, all locked in. You sure you don’t need me to take it easy on you today?”

Instantly, the energy around you shifted. Your Arsenal teammates went still, their eyes flickering between you and Sam like they had just stepped into the middle of a live soap opera. You could practically hear the record scratch sound effect in real-time.

You, however, barely blinked. Instead, you flicked the ball into your hands, holding it against your hip as you turned to face her.

“Me?” You scoffed, tilting your head. “Need you to take it easy?” You let a smirk curl at your lips. “Please. Shouldn’t you be worried? You’re getting old, Sam.”

A chorus of “OHHHHHHHH!” rang out from your teammates, absolute disbelief painted across their faces.

Leah, slack-jawed, turned to Kyra. “Did she just—”

Kyra, looking beyond proud, nodded. “She did. That’s my girl. I have taught her so well.”

Sam gasped dramatically, clutching her chest like you had just personally offended her entire existence. “Old? Rude. I’m in my prime, kiddie.”

You tilted your head, as if considering. “You sure? Because Kristie’s wearing my jersey today, not yours.”

Sam’s jaw dropped. “You little—”

The sheer chaos that erupted from your teammates was deafening. Kyra actually fell over from laughing, while Steph stood there with both hands on her head, looking like she’d just witnessed an exorcism. Caitlin had her phone out so fast you were almost impressed.

“Oh, this is getting recorded,” she announced gleefully. “No way we’re letting this one slide.”

Sam, who had clearly not been expecting this level of audacity from you, pointed a firm finger at you. “This is slander, Chickie. I’ll see you in court.”

You merely grinned, hands on your hips. “Better keep up today, grandma.”

Sam just shook her head, laughing as she backed away toward the Chelsea warm-up area. “You’re a menace, Chickie.”

As soon as she was out of earshot, Kyra pounced. “WHAT was that?! Who are you, and what have you done with my shy little Chickadee?!”

You shrugged, fighting back a grin. “What? She started it.”

Beth, wheezing from laughter, threw an arm around your shoulders. “Oh, mate. You’re gonna be just fine today.”

When kickoff arrived, the stadium erupted. Emirates was packed, red and white flooding the stands. You barely even had time to process it all before you were in it, battling against Chelsea in one of the most intense games of your life.

You and Sam went at it all game. Every time she got the ball, you were there to press. Every time you made a run, she was tracking back to put pressure on you. The tackles were relentless but fair, the banter nonstop.

“Is that all you got?” Sam grinned after a particularly hard challenge left you both tumbling to the ground.

You smirked up at her as you climbed to your feet. “You tell me, old lady.”

She laughed, shaking her head before jogging off.

The game was brutal— chances flying at both ends, goalkeepers making insane saves. Arsenal struck first, Caitlin burying a header off a set piece. Chelsea equalized not long after, and the fight for the winner became even more intense.

With minutes left, you had one last shot at goal, a curling effort from outside the box that almost found the top corner, until Zećira Mušović made a world-class save to tip it over.

The final whistle blew. 1-1.

A draw, but it had felt like war.

Your legs were aching, lungs burning, but you barely noticed when the stadium announcer’s voice rang out: “Player of the match is Arsenal’s very own Wonder Girl!”

Your teammates mobbed you, ruffling your hair and pulling you into hugs as the crowd roared their approval. You grinned through it all, soaking it in.

As you made your way toward the sideline for post-match duties, you felt a hand on your shoulder.

“Look at you,” Sam said, grinning. “Player of the match against Chelsea, running the show like a pro.”

You shrugged, feigning nonchalance. “Not bad, huh?”

Sam chuckled. “Not bad at all.”

Kristie appeared beside her, already holding her phone up. “Alright, picture time, you two.”

You and Sam posed together, arms slung around each other’s shoulders, Kristie snapping a few shots before jumping in for a few more.

As she stepped away, Sam turned back to you, her expression softer now. “I’m really proud of you, you know that?”

You blinked, caught off guard.

She smiled. “I remember when you first came into the Tillies camp. Thirteen years old, so shy you could barely speak. And now you’re here, bossing a game against Chelsea, winning player of the match. It’s unreal.”

Your chest tightened at her words, warmth blooming inside you.

“You’ve grown so much, Chickie,” Sam continued. “Not just as a player, but as a person. And I know I give you so much crap, but seriously, you’re special. Don’t ever forget that.”

You swallowed hard, not trusting yourself to speak.

Instead, you bumped her shoulder. “Thanks, Sammy.”

Sam grinned, ruffling your hair. “Anytime, kid.”

[forwards-beckon-rebound]

quotes i wanna see in jason todd fics

i mayyyy or may not write about these but we shall see

Why...didn't you make me good enough...so that you could've loved me?

~ the last days of judas iscariot by stephen adly guirgi

I never was a child I was pulled right out of the sea And the salt, it never left my body...

~ they'll clap when you're gone by chelsea wolfe

My audience is God, because who the hell else could understand me? Who else has been dead twice?

~ half hanged mary by margaret atwood

I have a very childlike rage, and a very childlike loneliness.

~ Richey Edwards

I am the bad daughter, the freedom fighter, the shaper of death masks. I am the snake, I am the crone.

~Aswang by Barbara Jane Reyes

i did not mean to be cruel. i swear i am good i am good i am kind. i have love inside of me. some place far far away.

~ not actually sure where this is from but if anyone knows the source please let me know!

Everything I've ever let go of has claw marks on it.

~ David Foster Wallace

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. This may be me at my best.

~ calling a wolf a wolf by kaveh akbar

Tell me, father, which to ask forgiveness for: what I am, or what I'm not? Tell me, mother, which should I regret: what I became, or what I didn't?"

~ @dvoyd

If you love me, Henry, you don't love me in a way I understand.

~ wishbone by richard siken

You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.

~ wild geese by mary oliver

[livin4woso]

Chapter 1- breaking the media

You knew that clubs would be interested in you but definitely not this one. You were 16 and playing for arsenal after transferring there when you were 13. You started your career off at sunderland your home club with the aspirations to be like the many legends from sunderland including beth mead, lucy bronze, Jordan nobbs there were plenty to idolise so when arsenal had offered you a place on the u16s at 13 you couldn't resist. Your parents had very little care for the fact such a large club was interested with you and had no intention to move from the north east to london so therefore sent you to a foster home for your time at arsenal. The people who you had lived with were amazing and at some points you believed they were better than your own biological parents who gave no interest in your career and no care for you in general.

Your time at arsenal was amazing you were flying through the age groups and here you landed on the first team of arsenal. Now maybe this was due to the plenty of injuries of the backline and of laura the right back which just so happened to be where you played on the pitch that lead you to your debut but you were estatic to say the least. You only played half the game but didn't mean that you couldn't leave your mark on the pitch you had executed the perfect slide tackle on lauren hemp swiftly removing the ball from her feet as she edged nearer to the box.

That tackle had left jonas an impression and many other teams beyond the wsl. You began to make more frequent appearances on the team but only as a sub but still each time you stepped on the pitch the media was all over you the next star girl who was gonna be the big thing. All the titles and names should have put pressure on you to do better yet it never did infact it was motivation to carry on. Summer had arrived the end of the season meant big transfers arsenal had missed out on winning the title race yet you were the most popular conversation topic of where will you move next or if you would stay at arsenal. Now the conversation was relentless everysingle club had wanted a piece of you and for good money from what you had heard but it was ultimately your decision and a little bit of arsenals choice after they had turned down bids from Manchester city and Chelsea early in the transfer window.

Of course you wanted to stay at arsenal, you thrived there your idols were there you grew up admiring leah williamson, beth mead and vivianne miedema, you had a few offers on the table that your agent had given to you yet none of them beat arsenal or had come close to the same pay check but that wasn't the reason you were staying it was more of the bragging rights to say you were friends them even though you were like the adopted child of arsenal many complained that your presence was aging them but it was only for jokes they loved you really. Then the call came at 11.40pm just as you were about to crawl in bed after a long day of pre season grind as unlike the other girls you couldn't go on holiday and get drunk on a beach you were 16 you couldn't even legally drink but that didnt stop you. You were exhausted as sleep weighed on your eyelids then the phone rang.

"Barcelona are interested in you" your agent said to you. "WHAT, YOU'RE JOKING" you shouted almost waking up everyone in your house. "Yes but if you want to go you need to have an answer by tomorrow, the contract is a multi year so it will be constantly updated each year..." your agent began to ramble on about the terms of the contract "yes" you splutter out interrupting his long speech "yes what?" He asked back almost fed up of your frantic behaviour "yes, i want to go its the only club i would leave arsenal for and im not gonna get another chance like this" you said firmly there was no hesitation behind your words "right then we will final up the deal with arsenal and Barcelona and we will figure out an appropriate wage" he said almost scoffing at that last comment and going back to his professional terms (ramble) which meant nothing to you.

Once he hung up the phone you lay in bed in the darkness when reality hit you "omg im going to play at Barcelona" you said to yourself "OMG IM GOING TO PLAY AT BARCELONA" you repeated to yourself this time shouting almost squealing in fact. You couldn't believe it was happening, and you drifted off waiting for the deal to finalise it. It was going to be a long process of negotiation, but it was on you were willing to wait out for .Soon the red and white iconic kit would change to a blue and purple equally as iconic kit and you had a chance to write a legacy one which you knew would catch the medias attention, maybe even break it.

[robfinancialtip]

🎬🎥 Katrina Chiovon talks about her life and career in the entertainment industry. "The Glitch," a comedic science fiction short that Katrina produced and directed, was shown at the Chelsea Film Festival. She's a very talented person. Problems with sound quality and a sound guy contracting COVID during production weren't the only obstacles Katrina overcame; she showed remarkable perseverance and resolve to finish the project.

🛠️🔊Technical difficulties with the sound and the complete loss of all film progress because of an accident in the sound studio were among the many obstacles that the production of "The Glitch" had to overcome. Katrina had an unwavering commitment to her endeavor even though she had periods of frustration and wanted to quit. She stresses the significance of perseverance and creative problem-solving in hardship.

🏠💔As a young girl, Katrina dealt with a lot of upheaval and difficulty at home. Katrina was eventually placed in a foster home due to her family's situation. She loved her mother deeply, but their connection was strained because she couldn't understand her decisions in light of her life.

🎭🌆Katrina always felt a strong pull toward the arts, especially dancing and acting, even as a little girl. When Katrina recalls her love of acting from childhood, she remembers trying out for a role in a Brady Bunch movie. She arrived in New York City at seventeen and a half, seeking opportunities such as modeling for Ralph Lauren and Glamour magazine. Katrina overcame the dangers and difficulties of growing up street-smart and alone in the city.

🌟👼Despite Katrina’s many hardships and disturbing incidents while residing in Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn, she persevered and found solutions. Even though she was aware of the threats she faced, she attributes her survival to gut feelings and, maybe, a guardian angel. She exemplifies the strength and determination to follow one's passions despite challenges. Katrina also sought acting roles, landing parts in films including Vendetta Wounds and The City on the Edge. Her film debut was in Christopher Corulla's Old Secrets No Lies (2010). The picture had its world premiere that year at the Tribeca Film Festival, and it featured the late Vinnie Vella.

💪🙏 Katrina demonstrates the significance of self-belief and resilience in the face of adversity. Her unwavering dedication to filmmaking and the arts propelled her through challenges, culminating in a successful debut at the Chelsea Film Festival. Her inspiring message resonates with aspiring artists and entrepreneurs, urging them to embrace challenges as pathways to growth. Let your determination turn obstacles into stepping stones to realizing your dreams.

[the-star-rigel]

United States Junior Gymnastic Team of ‘88-‘89

Catherine Todd née Johnson & Mary Grayson née Lloyd: I hope we meet again (I’m letting you go)

@kindlespark / The Book Thief, Markus Zusak / ? / dc comics / Diary, Chuck Palahniuk / Infinite Jest, David Foster Wallace / Always Gold, Radical Face / Us Against You, Fredrik Backman / @inanotherunivrse / I Wanted to Leave, SYML / ? / ? / Psychogeography, Chelsea Dingman / @leonardospoetry + me / On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous, Ocean Vuong / Past Lives (2023) / A Letter to Love, Caitlyn Siehl / @archivegeo / In a Dream You Saw a Way to Survive, Clementine von Radics / Always Gold, Radical Face / Dorothea, Taylor Swift / Stand by Me (1986) / dc comics + On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous, Ocean Vuong / Life After Death, Laura Gilpin / Lost Without You, Freya Ridings

[mydaddywiki]

Webster Hubbell

Physique: Husky Build Height: 6'5"

Webster Lee "Web" Hubbell (born 1949), is a former Arkansas lawyer and politician. He was a lawyer in Pulaski County before serving as Mayor of Little Rock from 1979 until he resigned in 1981. He was appointed by Bill Clinton as chief justice of Arkansas State Supreme Court in 1983. When Clinton became President, Hubbell was appointed as Associate Attorney General from 1993 to 1994.

Tall, thick with a pair of DSLs (dick sucking lips) that'll make anyone proud. I'm surprised I wasn't into him more as 'big, dumb looking Hoss" guys are SO my type.

Born and raised in Little Rock, Arkansas, Hubbell attended the University of Arkansas where he played offensive tackle for the Arkansas Razorbacks. Hubbell was selected in the 1969 NFL draft by the Chicago Bears, but an injury ended his football career. He graduated from the University of Arkansas with a degree in Electrical Engineering in 1970, then graduated with a Juris Doctor degree from the University of Arkansas School of Law with honors.

In December 1994, Hubbell pleaded guilty to federal mail fraud and tax evasion charges in connection with his handling of billing at the Rose Law Firm, a firm with partners that once included Hillary Clinton and Vince Foster. Hubbell pled guilty to one count of wire fraud and one count of failing to disclose a conflict of interest, and was sentenced to 21 months in prison.

Afterwards, Hubbell worked as an independent legal consultant, general counsel for an Internet start-up, and general counsel and senior vice-president for a large commercial insurance company until July 2010 where he moved to Charlotte, North Carolina, where he now writes novels.

Hubbell and his wife, Suzy, have four children and seven grandchildren. The four children is a plus as it goes to my "loves to fuck" theory. A negative is the rumor he might have fathered Chelsea Clinton. Strangely, it's a plus for Hillary Clinton if she fucked him.

[jgroffdaily]

Jonathan’s speech to Sutton Foster and guests at the Sardi’s portrait unveiling. TikTok from Theatrely.

Jonathan’s speech

In 2004, 20 years ago, I moved to New York. Sutton was on Broadway in Little Women, and I was waiting tables at the Chelsea Grill in Hell’s Kitchen on 9th Avenue between 46th and 47th.

I never had any formal training and I never went to college. I didn’t have a degree or a student ID but I was taking Beginner’s Jazz at the Broadway Dance Centre and I had a little student ID from the Broadway Dance Centre.

And so… hi Patina!!! It’s giving, it’s giving!! And so I had a student ID from the Broadway Dance Centre, so I would go to, it was formerly the Virginia Theatre now the August Wilson Theatre, before a double, a waiting tables double, on the Sunday where I would work two shifts, on a Saturday night, I would take my Broadway Dance Centre student ID and I would get tickets to see Sutton Foster. I don’t want to freak you out!

But I would use my ID and get tickets to see you and in addition to your phenomenal talent, and your skill, and your voice, and everything, I was so struck by the way that you watched people you were on stage with, and your level of presence, and attention, and I would watch on a Saturday night you, and then on Sunday, when I’m waiting tables, I’m going to have this same level of presence and attention with all of these people that Sutton gives to people on stage.

And it was one of many life-changing revelations that I learned from watching you.

And so I wanted to say that I’m so moved by all of you coming to this moment, and I want to say that getting the opportunity to look you in the eyes,whether it has been on Zoom with Eytan for the last couple of years, whether it has been with people I have known for 20 plus years. What’s up Timbers is here!

Getting the chance to have conversations and to hear you and watch you and to be in your presence has been the most meaningful, incredible thing in my life and has changed my life.

So thank you all for everything you have given me over the last 20 years, and your presence, and I just love you all so much. I feel tickled that you are all here for this unveiling and thank you so much for having me.

[dzgrizzle]

In the late 1960s, the Hotel Chelsea in New York City became a legendary hub for artists, musicians, writers, and creatives, offering a unique sanctuary that shaped the cultural landscape of the era. Patti Smith and Robert Mapplethorpe, both emerging artists, found a home here, where they immersed themselves in a community that included figures like Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen, and Arthur C. Clarke. The Hotel Chelsea, known for its bohemian atmosphere, was more than just a residence—it was a crucible for artistic experimentation and collaboration.

For Smith, the Hotel Chelsea provided not only physical shelter but also a sense of creative freedom. She later described it as a place where she was able to explore her artistic voice, experimenting with poetry, music, and photography. This environment fostered the connections and relationships that would lead to her transformation into one of the most influential figures in punk rock. Smith’s relationship with Mapplethorpe also flourished during their time there, with the two inspiring each other’s work—Mapplethorpe’s iconic photography and Smith’s powerful poetry and music would later define the artistic expression of the 1970s.

The Hotel Chelsea, with its eccentric charm, remained an epicenter of creativity, attracting artists who sought to break free from conventional norms. It became an integral part of New York’s cultural fabric, symbolizing the fusion of artistic rebellion and intellectual freedom. The lasting impact of Smith and Mapplethorpe’s time at the Hotel Chelsea continues to influence contemporary art and music, marking an important chapter in the history of both New York City and the broader artistic movement of the late 20th century.

[strawberrybananajamx]

a little intro about me

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my name is anna i’m sixteen

random stuff i love: poetry excerpts, reading & writing, coffee and iced drinks, jane birken, makeup, ldr making songs for soundtracks for movies, orchids, crush songs an early 2000s album by karen o, bananas + milk choclate, pinterest x spotify, baby blue, ultraviolence, live music, funky lamps, graphic tees, rainy days > sunny days

some music i <3 : lana del rey, beach house, josephine foster (i deeply recommend), coco and clair clair, angel olsen, cigarettes after sex, the cranberries, her’s, jeff mangum, the sundays, jeff buckley, pulp, arctic monkeys

my fav books: my year of rest and relaxation by ottessa moshfegh, my dark vanessa by kate elizabeth russell, a certain hunger by chelsea g. summers

[woso-dreamzzz]

Platonic Masterlist

+ - Child!Reader

*- Teen!Reader

Alexia Putellas x Reader

The Little Bambi Ballerina Masterlist +

Pequeñita's Chinchilla Masterlist +

Alexia x Teen!Reader Fics

Mija's Footballs Masterlist +

Jenni Hermoso x Reader

Osita's Foxes Masterlist +

Alexia Putellas + Jenni Hermoso x Reader

Alexia + Jenni x Teen!Reader Fics

Marta Torrejón x Caroline Graham Hansen x Reader

Conejita's Flowers Masterlist +

Irene Paredes x Reader

Irene x Teen!Reader fics

Hair + -> You help your Mami when she gets a red

Aitana Bonmatí x Reader

Estrella's Stars Masterlist +

Fridolina Rolfö x Reader

Frido x Teen!Reader fics

Älskling's Crime Scene Masterlist +

Mapi Leon x Ingrid Engen x Reader

Bebita's Bike Masterlist +

Teeny's Hedgehog Masterlist +

Sunshine's Cameras Masterlist +

Cub's Pride Masterlist +

Skatt's Bugs Masterlist +

Mapi x Ingrid x Teen!Reader Fics

Katrina Gorry x Reader

Sleep * -> You fall asleep

Sleep II * -> You forget your medication

Bubs' Grumpiness Masterlist +

Steph Catley x Reader

Angel's Hearing Masterlist +

Sam Kerr x Kristie Mewis x Reader

Chook's Dinosaurs Masterlist +

Ellie Carpenter x Daniëlle van de Donk x Reader

Pipsqueak's Teasing Masterlist +

Alessia Russo x Reader

Tesoro's Mirror Masterlist +

Mary Earps x Reader

Rugrat's Library Masterlist +

Carnival + -> Mary takes you to the carnival

Carnival II + -> You're homesick

Leah Williamson x Jordan Nobbs x Reader

Bug's Hugs Masterlist +

Lucy Bronze x Keira Walsh x Reader

Peanut's Travels Masterlist +

Dogs + -> You meet a different Nala

Bear's Shyness Masterlist +

Chase -> It's impossible to catch up

Lucy Bronze x Ona Batlle x Reader

New Girlfriend * -> You adjust to your Mum's new girlfriend

New Girlfriend II* -> Ona's tipsy

New Girlfriend III* -> You make a game

New Girlfriend IV* -> Pokémon card trade night

New Girlfriend V* -> You drop a mug

Dogs II + -> You don't like Ona

Keira Walsh x Laura Feiersinger x Reader

Dogs III + -> You meet Laura

Katie McCabe x Caitlin Foord x Reader

Gremlin's Yellow Cards Masterlist +

Jessie Fleming x Reader

Duckie's Ducks Masterlist +

Lia Wälti x Reader

Helper + -> You're the best helper

Helper II + -> You're sick

Helper III + -> You help your Mummy's girlfriend

Helper IV + -> You show Mariona around

Frida Maanum x Emma Lennartsson x Reader

Squish's Foraging Masterlist +

Katie McCabe x Reader

End of the World + -> You world ends

End of the World II + -> The World Cup tension

End of the World III + -> It's different at Mammy's house

End of the World IV + -> Christmas in Australia

End of the World V + -> The last day in Australia

End of the World VI + -> Your accidents

End of the World VII + -> You spend the day with Ma

Kim Little x Reader

Appendix * -> You need your appendix out

Beth Mead x Vivianne Miedema x Reader

Liefje's Aquarium Masterlist +

Munchkin's First Aid Kit Masterlist +

Foster * -> You're taken to a new home

Foster II * -> Your first visitation

Foster III * -> You can't stop shaking

Pernille Harder x Magdalena Eriksson x Reader

Hide * -> You can't hide anything from your mothers

Proud * -> Your mothers come to your Arsenal debut

Proud II * -> The London Derby against Chelsea

Proud III * -> The aftermath of the derby

Proud IV * -> The night after the derby

Proud V* -> Your first match for Sweden

Proud VI * -> You join Bayern Munich

Proud VII * -> Your biological parents want a meeting

Proud VIII * -> A friendly against Barcelona

Proud IX * -> After the preseason against Barcelona

Bully * -> Violence isn't always the answer

Help * -> You're struggling a bit

Olympique Lyonnais x Reader

Prodigy * -> A slow morning at baggage claim

England Lionesses x Reader

Blood Sugar * -> You have a hypo during a match

Blood Sugar II * -> You go on Bake Off

Idol II * -> Your first call up to the Lionesses

Arsenal Women x Reader

Arsenal Women Masterlist

Barcelona Femení x Reader

Barcelona Femení Masterlist

Crossover Masterlist

[swayhere]

canon starter call - open to anyone !

i have a strong urge to write some canon muses, so if you would be interested in writing against any of the canon muses listed under the READ MORE below, please comment/IM me and i can send a starter your way or reply to one of your starters.

i do not require you to know anything about my muse's canon, but i'm more than happy to tell you about it if you ask. i'd be happy to write canon muses against your ocs! also, mixing fandoms is 100% ok with me unless your canon muse is problematic and makes me uncomfy. my canon muses do not have all their memories or relationships from their life unless we plot it, but they will have the same general personality/ambitions.

if you are willing to write against my canon muses but don't care which, just like this post, and i'll take a look at your open starters and/or send you a closed starter at random with a muse i think fits the vibe.

*please don't agree to write against my canon muses if you're one of those picky weirdos that will be up in arms if i don't write a cannon muse exactly how you would.

( if you'd prefer to write against an oc muse only, check this post. )

canon muses i'd like to write: bold = extra big muse rn. strikethrough = exclusive, so not rn.

muses from tv shows: 

911 — eddie diaz , evan buckley , athena grant , bobby nash , karen wilson

911: lonestar — carlos reyes , grace ryder , judson ryder , t.k. strand , owen strand

as the world turns — dr. reid oliver , luke snyder

boy meets world — shawn hunter , jack hunter , angela moore , topanga lawrence

chuck — sarah walker , chuck bartowski , bryce larkin 

degrassi — jimmy brooks , sean cameron , ellie nash , marco del rossi , sav bhandari , drew torres , zoe rivas , miles hollingsworth iii , tiny bell , esme song , 

gilmore girls — jess , luke

good trouble — gael martinez , jamie hunter , callie adams foster , mariana adams foster , evan speck , joaquin perez , dennis cooper 

how i met your father — sid , ian , sophie , jesse

how i met your mother — marshall eriksen , lily aldrin , victoria

how to get away with murder — laurel castillo , connor walsh , oliver hampton , michaela pratt , frank delfino 

jessica jones — jessica jones

lost — kate austen , juliet burke , daniel faraday , desmond hume , sayid jarrah , sun-hwa kwon , claire littleton , walter ‘walt’ lloyd , charlie pace , hugo ‘hurley’ reyes , shannon rutherford , miles straume 

new amsterdam — lauren bloom , elizabeth wilder , casey acosta

new girl — nick miller , winston bishop , cece parekh

one tree hill — nathan scott , lucas scott , keith scott , chase adams , brooke davis 

outer banks (obx) — jj maybank , kiara carrera

please like me — arnold 

rosewell, new mexico — michael guerin , maria deluca , isobel evans

scandal — olivia pope , prezzy fitz

scooby doo — daphne blake

stranger things — robin buckley , steve harrington , jim hopper , chrissy cunningham , eddie munson , max mayfield , eleven , mike wheeler 

superstore — jonah simms

the 100 — finn collins

the bear — richie jerimovich, carmy berzatto , marcus , sydney adamu  

the mindy project — danny castellano 

the office — ryan howard , jim halpert , pam halpert , kelly kapoor , holly flax

the politician — river barkley , astrid sloan 

the young & the restless — sally spectra , adam newman , chelsea lawson , phyllis summers , lily winters , sharon newman , chance chancellor , victoria newman , tessa porter , amanda sinclair , cole howard

younger — josh , kelsey peters

muses from books: 

along for the ride ( book version only ) — eli stock , auden west , maggie  

one of us is lying ( book version only ) — cooper clay , nate

red white & royal blue — alex claremont-diaz , prince henry , zahra bankston

we were liars — gatwick ‘gat’ matthew patil

muses from movies: 

dead poets society — neil perry , charlie dalton , todd anderson

harry potter — lee jordan

les mis — enjolras , grantaire 

super 8 — joe lamb , martin , preston

twilight — irina denali , jasper cullen

[arivsnry]

ARIADNE (the puppeteer, fickle sister, wistful lover)

a/n : here are some lore about one of my ocs for my twilight saga fic series. for the sake of fitting the narrative, there are some aspects from canon that has been modified such as timeline, characterizations, locations etc.

BACKGROUND

she had been nameless when he found her, or maybe she did have one but the transition took too much out of her. it stripped her of her mortal memories, of her identity. so marcus named her ARIADNE after the princess and goddess.

she has no recollection of her human life and has no interest on learning of it due to how uncomfortable the topic makes her close companions feel.

she is aware that she was born around 1100 BC and was turned by Marcus when he found her supposedly on the brink of death, he was the one to bestow her the name that she still uses until this day.

it didn't take long for her to discover her gift, Physical Compulsion which allows her to control the physical actions of others. her victims still retain their awareness even while obeying her orders. this ability of hers had earned her the moniker of The Puppeteer.

though she maintained a good relationship with a good majority of the Volturi's members, she was closest to Sergio and Matthias, both who were also sired by Marcus and therefore were viewed as her elder brothers.

as one of the early members of the Volturi, she was a part of every single major battles that the coven had gone through in order to become the governing power of their species.

in 600 AD, after the war against the Egyptian Coven, she found her mate in Demetri who was quickly accepted into the Volturi due to his advanced tracking gift. unfortunately his entrance into the coven led to the defection of Matthias who refused to be replaced as the main tracker of their coven.

when Aro brought back the witch twins in 800 AD, she became their main caregiver, responsible for their education and upbringing alongside her mate.

following the death of Didyme in 1000 AD, she joined the secret investigation to find the true culprits of her maternal figure's death. due to the sudden departure of Sergio who was leading the investigation, the case remained without any definite answers which left her frustrated for a very long time.

the year 1300 proved to be the most interesting when a young witch by the name of Castor Santos marched into the Volturi headquarters and demanded to be turned into a vampire because he was getting sick of the rules of his witch coven. due to his young age at the time, Aro decided to have him fostered until he was older. Ariadne and Demetri were assigned with this task thanks to their experience with many newborn vampires. surprisingly they enjoyed the task and actually view the boy as their own child. unfortunately, tragedy struck when the strays of the Romanian Coven launched an attack against them. this resulted in Castor having to be turned at sixteen instead of the initially plan to wait until he was at least twenty-one. His transition brought forth the existence of witch-vampire hybrid. he left the Volturi around 1500 with the intention of travelling to which he was given permission to do so.

everything went on rather smoothly since then, with only a couple of hitches here and there which were easily handled.

her life took a turn once more with arrival of Carlisle Cullen during the 18th century.

IN ORBIT AU

"i gave you a choice," she whispers, her voice soft and quiet and sad. hesitantly, she places a hand against his cold cheek and he turns to look at her, ruby eyes filled with so much hurt that it makes her heart weep. "i'm sorry that it was taken from you."

she left the Volturi along with Carlisle and began the journey of vegetarianism which she struggled with a lot. she had asked Demetri to leave with her but he refused, mainly due to Chelsea's influence. they separated on less than pleasant terms to say the least.

almost a century after leaving Italy, she decided to set out on her own in order to find the whereabouts of her brothers. unfortunately she found nothing and returned to Carlisle after a few decades to find out that he had turned a boy into a vampire in her absence. she was unimpressed.

she remained with the Cullens every step of the way since then to make sure they remain in line. she often found herself frustrated with Carlisle's lenient method of raising his family but rarely voiced out her opinion mainly out of respect for him.

her favourite of the Cullen children is Jasper ─because she can relate to his struggle in transitioning to animal blood─ while her least favourite is Edward ─initially due to his mind-reading gift which she believed to be invasive, but later on it's because he kept making horrible choices in life.

while living with them, she took the chance to further her education in many fields; psychology, history, arts. she avoided medicine at all cause.

the discovery of shape-shifters fascinated her, unfortunately their hostility towards vampire kind didn't allow her to learn about them deeper.

when the Cullens returned to Forks for the second time, she decided to not work, choosing to help Esme around with whatever chores she had.

within the first week of them moving back, she met with a newly phased Sam Uley who had gone into their territory without knowing. she helped him with his first transformation and it was during this moment that they both found out that she was his (platonic) imprintee. it caused some problems.

she was more supportive of Jasper's relationship with Eloise Lewis (oc) than she was with Edward and Bella's. this is mainly because Eloise was a witch who was aware of the supernatural world while Bella was just a normal human. however, she was not against it as much as Rosalie was because she understood the fact that they were mates. but, she was very much against Edward's insistence on keeping her human, seeing it as a threat to the family's safety.

note: in this au, the story line doesn't really change much other than the addition of witches into the twilight saga universe. ariadne completely cut herself off from the volturi here and only got involved with them again due to what happened in new moon.

NATURE'S LAW AU

her light hair acts like a halo hanging above her head. for a moment he thinks he is looking at an angel. but he knows that's not true, it can't be. because this woman, this ancient vampire who is smiling so kindly at him has spilled more blood than he ever thought possible.

she still left the Volturi. but instead of following Carlisle and cutting off all contact, she left centuries before he even came to them and still maintained a good relationship with the coven. Demetri didn't follow her still, but they visit each other regularly so everything between them was well.

she left because she no longer saw any reason to remain there. all battles have been fought and there were no longer any coven that were even close to them in terms of power, everything was at peace. so she left when Castor decided to start travelling.

Aro was not the cause of Didyme's death in this, so there were no secret investigation held because her death didn't happen in the dark like it did in canon.

while she had removed herself from the Volturi's inner circle, she was still an active figure in the supernatural world as even those of other species reached out to her for help and guidance sometimes.

she maintained the usual human blood diet and was against the whole vegetarianism in vampires, viewing it as harmful to their health. but she wouldn't go out of her way to shame those who chose to consume animal blood at their faces, most of the time at least.

note: ariadne in this au is much more confident than the one of "in orbit" au. both of them are still kind and all but this ariadne is not afraid to voice out her opinions or resort to violence as an answer. kind of excited to start writing this one because it has a whole lot of (made-up) lore and world-building.

[estercity]

okay and now here's the rest of them (meisters on the left, weapons on the right)

val moon & cooper d. grayson

n. rydan & yumiko tsukino

morgan grue & jasper

charlotte cash & nathaniel lumin

penny foster & margot and bianca vega

dante vampiro & eva thorne

chelsea hansen

karen koski & emilie dahl

al cingolani & jimmy sullivan

claire morris & bree reed

micky & mackenzie wood

claus nordskov & odette lakeman

dannika & zorah

nina abarca & ines ortega

prem puri & devi joshi

[lunar-years]

He has the anger and the protective streak of an older sibling imo. And his sister going along with Uncle's Day with the play and the enjoyment of winding him up is peak younger sibling behaviour

I can totally see this!! I do think Roy's general need to take care of others and how easily he gets riled up when Jamie jokes about being attracted to her are definitely giving the "protective older sibling" trope for sure. Also, the headcanon/idea that he left home at such a young age that he didn't really know her as she was growing up and they therefore weren't particularly close until Phoebe came around is one that both makes a lot of sense to me and that I also find really compelling!

BUT, I also think there's something in the idea of Roy being the youngest sibling yet thrust into the role of being a provider for their parents as well as her because of his football talent and success all while feeling basically abandoned by said family that has me gnawing on walls. Little Roy being (unconsciously or consciously) a bit jealous of his older sister for getting more time with their grandad, and it putting a weird unspoken strain between them after grandad's death...His sister trying hard to keep him updated on the family and staying in contact with him when he was at Sunderland but it getting harder and harder as Roy put up his walls and closed himself off to everyone, even her... them being close when Roy was little but growing increasingly distanced from one another... Roy a bit bitter at her for being at home when he can't be and his older sister (stuck with their morose parents and wanting more for herself than they can give her) a bit bitter at him for finding a way out so early on. And then Roy helps her through med school of course and starts playing for Chelsea and they both end up living their adult lives in London, but by the time she's getting married, Roy's at his career peak living it up and his sister is always frustrated with him when they talk and they aren't invested in each other's lives at all.

Also! I think it would really be a mindfuck for younger brother!Roy to get the call from her about Phoebe and her piece of shit husband. Here's this person he kind of assumed didn't need him, a woman who has been self-sufficient for so long, taking care of everything with their parents when he was away, becoming a doctor, getting married, kind of living this model adult life doing things 'in the right order' as he's being an idiot footballer with stories in the tabs every other day who can't hold down a relationship to save his life, much to the disappointment of their parents...and now she needs him and is relying on him in such a major way. Like, I think something about that would simultaneously really fuck Roy up while also completing redirecting his life and his idea of what matters to him and giving him a chance to be physically there for his family and show up in a way that was always denied to him growing up. A new purpose outside of football for basically the first time in his life. And it brings them back to how close they were as little kids and fosters the teasing, super-close energy between them we see on the show as well as just how protective he is with Phoebe and how much he needs to be a caretaker with others later in his life.

anywayyy obviously none of those events are exclusive to him being older or younger than his sister, but I do think the dynamic one way or another shifts things in a way that scratches two different itches for me! I'm not hung up on one headcanon over the other, I just think it's fun to think about the different possibilities for their relationship :)