#Craven Cottage

[pernillecfcw]

How I feel watching this game 💀

[elarea]

Retro Fútbol (74)

Hoy viajamos al 18.09.1965 para ver a unos incondicionales hinchas bajo la lluvia en el Craven Cottage. Observan al local, Fulham contra el Aston Villa. Valió la pena mojarse para presenciar casi diez goles. Ganó la visita por 6-3.

[unitedbydevils]

Match Review: Fulham 0-1 Manchester United

It wasn't an easy game, or a comfortable result, but it was one where United showed desire and determination, and were it not for some extremely suspect refereeing it might have been a much clearer gulf between the two sides...

The game started with a dramatic injury to Harry Maguire, whose missed header saw him faceplant a player's shoulder. A swollen eye socket for his troubles, but thankfully it wasn't serious enough to warrant substitution and Maguire managed to put in another very solid performance.

A nasty foul on captain Bruno Fernandes in the 8th minute led to a free kick; swung left side to Garnacho who played a beautiful ball back across to McTominay at the back post. The jubilation was short-lived however, with appeals for offside leading to a VAR check. In a highly unusual turn, the referee also took a look from the sideline - something PGMOL argue was because of the technical rules of the incident rather than the normal "clear and obvious error" from the on-field referee. In this case, Harry Maguire was adjudged offside. This despite not touching the ball or interfering with a defender who could stop Garnacho, but instead because he showed intent to attack the ball and thus was guilty. An interesting inconsistency compared to some other decisions made this season.

Fulham's reaction to the goal being disallowed was one of increased tempo and determination. In many ways it felt like they had taken a 1-0 lead and had that confidence boost, the wind in their sails, that allowed them to play more expressive football.

The first half drew to an end slightly in United's favour but the second was a far more open affair. Brazilian winger Antony was notably awful on the right side, which saw him substituted fairly quickly for Facundo Pellistri, and it was a remarkable change of intensity, desire, and competence down that right side for United. The scrappy little Uruguayan with his low centre of gravity and a tenacious approach to duels caused Fulham trouble - trouble which opened up opportunities.

An 84th minute chance nearly led to a sensational goal from substitute Anthony Martial, but it was the Captain who became the man of the hour in the 90th minute. Good pressure from Martial, McTominay and Pellistri allowed Fernandes a chance on the edge of the box. A feint left, cut back right, and ping bottom corner past Leno. 1-0 United, and a deserved 3 points for the Red Devils after it felt like perhaps fate had intervened and stolen away a much needed win.

After heavy criticism of Fernandes and Ten Hag in the past few days, both men will be relieved to have claimed the win away at Craven Cottage. The hope now is that a run of form can begin.

Ten Hag spoke to TNT Sports post-match and was questioned by Rio Ferdinand on the lack of team identity or play style this season. Ten Hag's response was that injuries had curtailed any sense of a predictable XI and that had hindered synergy or familiarity, but it is something the Dutchman needs to address quickly. November is upon us - there have been enough games and training sessions now for players to gel.

There are concerns to be had about many players; Bruno Fernandes being too stroppy, Rashford's lack of goals, players not finding enough passes to Højlund up front, but most pressing is the Antony situation. He has been the Manager's Favourite for a while, to the ire of Jadon Sancho. Poor club operations led to United paying double the asking price for him, but even if United had paid £40m, Antony hasn't even lived up to that. He's pacey and holds the ball up well, but he's unfathomably one-footed and fails take-ons almost every time. United's fatal flaw on the attack for years had been a lack of midfielders, and then it switched to being heavily LW-orientated.

If Ten Hag wants to keep the good times rolling he needs to work on Antony - whether that's tactical changes to encourage better match habits from him or benching him for the eager Pellistri. Something has to change if United want to retain a top 4 spot this season, and games against København, Luton and Everton are the perfect time to act.

[cityzenchick]

Team news time 😊 Ruben is back 😍, John's on the bench 😢 but Erling ready to score more goals 👍⚽️🥰🩵💋

[famousornotbuthot]

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[cityzenchick]

And what a goal it was!! 👏 Gotta love Josko 🩵

[ 0 - 1 ] Josko Gvardiol｜Fulham vs Manchester City

[fashioninmedia]

everybody say thank you lisandro martinez and toby collyer 😭😭🤧❤️

[acrylicafternooning]

sorry hang on. fulham are called "the cottagers" ⁉️

[richarlisonny]

not watching luton/west ham but i love kennilworth road so much it reminds me of the bohs home stadium

[pernillecfcw]

A massive three points in the bag today 💙🤩

[rthstewart]

So is John Pevensie still an antagonist in Stone Gryphon? (Am I asking this because I love Helen and Mrs. Godwin? Yes. I am also asking because I love a furiously protective person and John seemed like that in the snippets from his perspective)

@becauseforoncethisisme asked:

So is John Pevensie still an antagonist in Stone Gryphon? (Am I asking this because I love Helen and Mrs. Godwin? Yes. I am also asking because I love a furiously protective person and John seemed like that in the snippets from his perspective)

First, thanks so much for reading and reaching out about the first chapters of Heart and Crow Make The Peace.

Ware below for LONG meta/history/ruth stewart blather

For many years, the first and last look readers had of John Pevensie was a scene in the posted Apostolic Way.  It’s a disastrous dinner at the Rainbow Room in New York City, where Col. Walker-Smythe has brought Edmund to America to work as his aide and batman.  John is, as presented in the story, a writer and editor, recruited by the SOE, to work on the generation of pro-British propaganda.  He is a serial philanderer, is bitterly disappointed that it is Edmund, rather than Peter, who has come to America, and the dinner is excruciatingly painful as John’s memories of his children are several years old and certainly pre-Narnia, leaving Edmund to, once again, be far kinder than his father deserves and Walker-Smythe is furious.  It’s made worse by numerous women who have obviously enjoyed John’s attentions in the past stopping by the table to say hello.  

Meanwhile, Helen Pevensie is back in London, and true to what was more common in 1943 than it was in 2020, has been in a sexual relationship with Mrs. Beatrice Goodwin, the widow next door.  

I was probably too successful in the scene as John can come across as a craven and cruel person. Readers’ sympathies (and mine) have always tilted to Helen.

With the reposted story, I slightly tweaked the previous version of the Rainbow Room scene and have introduced in text that a part of John’s issue is untreated PTSD. So, is this signaling a change of heart for me in John's role? and what about Mrs. Goodwin and Helen?

John's untreated illness is an explanation, in part, but not a justification to be sure.

I’ve always intended for Helen and Beatrice to go their separate ways.  As broad-minded as the Four are, it's different when your parents are involved and I’m finding it hard to push myself to writing that as a resolution or where it’s all just one big happy polyamory.  From discussions with readers, I could see Beatrice moving to a small market town for economy, meeting another widow with young children and you know, there are only 2 bedrooms in the cottage, so of course….   Post-war England was filled with these kinds of relationships of economy and convenience and, presumably, potential romance amongst widows.

As a writer, I also want John and Helen to both put some work in and try to rebuild their relationship.  This is something millions of people had to do post-War and I’m interested in how and whether couples can overcome infidelity.  I’m not sure I could, personally (I’ve been married for over 30 years!) and I’m interested in developing it.  TSG itself presents numerous different takes on bonding and infidelity which, while true to the time period, is also intended as a contrast to Edmund and Lucy’s  own sense of loss for their partners.  Something I’ve not decided is whether Morgan and Aidan, respectively, went on to have their own relationships some period of time later.  

There’s another reason for introducing John’s PTSD.  TSG was originally supposed to be a two-fer, Peter-centric story.  I was going to do a time-skip after the conclusion of Ox 1942 and jump to post war, with Peter starting an affair with Mary, dropping out of uni, finally finding his path, and then everyone dying, with Susan left behind (I had this about half-written, even). I never, EVER wanted to touch the 1940s UK educational systems or Peter’s potential service in the military as I deemed bothway beyond my storytelling skill.

[TQSiT was never in the cards – that’s the fault of an early reader, Miniver on ff dot net long since gone, who asked, Well, given these adventures for Peter, and Lucy and Edmund off on the Dawn Treader, surely Susan is up to something exciting in America, which coincided with me reading a WaPo review Connant’s The Irregulars.  Oops.]

So to avoid having to write Peter in the service, from the very beginning, back in Ox 1942, I wrote that Peter’s parents are opposed to his service and he’s willing to go along with it because he thinks he’s an insubordination risk.  I never explained why they are opposed which is really not especially consistent with the patriotism of the time.  

So, in the story I’ve picked up again 12 years later, John’s trauma at Dunkirk as now part of the reason for that opposition.  He goes to War to protect his family and early on is deeply traumatized by the failures to evacuate soldiers on the beaches; he hears the screams of men and ships going down in his dreams.  In his own protective misguided way, he wants to protect his family from that horror. And when he finds out that Aslan plucked his children out of England and turned them into warriors, he is going to be PISSED.  

 Oops.

Thanks so much   @becauseforoncethisisme!!

[mercy-love-joy]

THE BURNS MELTED INTO GOLD REFERENCES

GODS FORGIVE MEEEEE

When I got my new phone, all of my old artwork didn't transfer over so unless I had it downloaded- I didn't have my old artwork. LUCKILY, the refs I'm posting are from the The Burns Melted Into Gold speedpaint so all is well.

Now. To the references and lore!!!

Blueberry Milk Cookie (formerly known as Shadow Milk Cookie)

After reforming, Blueberry Milk took back his title as the Fount of Knowledge and learned how to better his time and mental health. He's learned many more things and with a new era coming about, he must record and document the new era.

Other fun facts: he's learned how to "reanimate" life although it requires lots of mechanical work.

He's often found working either in his spire or rebuilding the Blueberry Yogurt Academy.

Wheat Grain Cookie (formerly known as Mystic Flour Cookie)

She discovered that despite the hopelessness of life, there is still time to make it worth it. She has learned to better herself in making life worth living and she helps those who wish to live life to the fullest. She still cares for the Ivory Temple although she mostly leaves the car of the temple to Cloud Haetae Cookie (who has become the new Master of the temple) and the Dumpling Kings to care for the temple.

Fun facts: the disk behind is made of wood and meant to represent the new sun of a new day. Symbolizing the new hope that filled her dough.

Sea Halite Cookie (formerly known as Silent Salt Cookie)

A knight that long she's his armor and embraced the life of a cottage, he is mostly at peace with the forest and doesn't bother to interact with a lot of people. He's calm and tends to work on small items like basket weaving.

Fun fact: he likes to sit in the ocean for hours (that's because he is a sea cookie)

Sugar Cane Cookie (formerly known as Eternal Sugar Cookie)

Ah, the momma bird who single-handedly took on a child to become her son and somehow started the new era of peace with that same child. She is extremely motherly and tends to hover over younger cookies who don't seem to have any parents around them.

Fun facts: she plays her harp for children at orphanages, she loves to teach cookies about avians, and she's learned how to spread happiness while also indulging on her own.

Paprika Cookie (formerly known as Burning Spice Cookie)

A warrior who now takes on the life of a father and grandfather. He is often found sleeping in his temple or sunbathing in the hot sands of the Spice tribes. He doesn't do much unless his siblings get up and drag him around. He doesn't incline himself to violence and prefers to try and talk things out before fighting.

Fun facts: he is so hot that if any avians or birds say on him, they would warm up like a heater. He is used like a personal heater when the siblings are cold and want to have a family pile. He likes to star gaze with his son

Pharaoh Cookie of the Soft Ray Sun Kingdom (also known as GingerBrave)

Now free from Golden-Lacquered Cookie's reign of horror, he has grown to live life to the fullest and help the world heal after the tragedy that the Golden Goddess brought to the world.

Fun facts: he no longer has organs so he has a device called an "Arcdet" which acts as the heart and lungs of the body. Slotted in his chest, it is fueled by magic fire and his Soul Jam.

His is the Welder to the Virtue of Hope, with the counterparts being Bravery and Cravenness.

Golden-Lacquered Cookie (formerly known as Golden Cheese Cookie)

A queen who wanted more power, overcame the pure definition of greed and went for it. She is the reason for the deaths of the other Ancient Heroes and why GingerBrave had to be the sole hero to end her life. Just to begin an era of peace

Fun facts: she dies and learns from her mistakes which allows her to reincarnate. Her reincarnation has no knowledge of her past life and it's better that way.

And finally! The Princess of the Soft Ray Sun Kingdom- Shrimp Har Gow Dumpling Haetae Cookie!

A cookie-taur who takes after her adopted father (Pharaoh Cookie)- she desires the best for all cookies and cakes! She believes that everyone deserves to have a chance to live the life they want to! And based on her determination and "greed", she is a key ingredient to wielding her own Virtue on day.

Fun facts: the sprite was a commission from my friend @the-wereraven and I can't thank him enough for helping me make a design for the gal. And each Jade bracelet/anklet on Shrimp was given to her by her grandparents- the reformed beasts.

[cityzenchick]

Less than 3 hours now - love my City boys 🩵💋

[littlemagicalstardust]

"Fulham FC CEO Alistair Mackintosh, Fulham FC Sporting Director and Activist partner Tony Khan, AEW's Orange Cassidy & Activist founding partner Bernie Cahill celebrate a 2-1 FFC home win against LCFC at London's historic Craven Cottage." - IG: activistsartists

[starsuncounted]

WIP Word Train

Rules: Tagger gives a word, then for each letter of that word you share an excerpt from your WIPs that start with that letter.

@hobbitwrangler tagged me to do the word GIFT. Thank you! 💛

G — Blue Brooch WIP

Gwindor was a scholar, not a miner, nor a smith. He had endeavored once to try his hand at work in the mines beneath Nargothrond, but had soon declared that he had no love for toiling in the dark and that his hands were better suited to the stem of a quill than to the handle of a pickax. Of the smithy, he said he was little suited to the heat of the forges.

Indeed, they passed much time in the fields and glens around Nargothrond, her guard, Gildor, standing a discreet distance away as Finduilas read or plied her lyre, her fingers rippling like water over the strings, and charmed the birds from the trees, and Gwindor transcribed documents or translated histories. He had a great aptitude for languages, and his script was the finest she had ever seen, loose and flowing with the curling elegance of twining vines.

But Gwindor knew of Finduilas’ great love for jewels and jewelry, and though he was no smith, he tried to please her nonetheless. He had made for her several small trinkets before—a small hair comb in the shape of a lotus, a bracelet of pearl and hammered silver, a ring of gold with an emerald stone as green and deep as the dreams of trees—but this was the finest piece he had yet made for her, flawless in craftsmanship and far surpassing the others in beauty.

I — Spinning Silver Irina/Mirnatius WIP

“I have been cruel,” he said, “unworthy of any mercy from you.”  

I thought for a moment. “Yes,” I said. “Yes, you have been so. But a dog does not bite to cause injury when it is born; it is taught to, by the fist or by the boot. You have learned to be cruel, and anything learned can be unlearned. So it is with animals; so it is with men.” 

As a child, I had watched from my high windows the men of my father’s guard as they went about their business. There had been a dog that had lurked about gates, craven, cowering, and given to biting any who drew near to it. The kitchen boy had long since stopped trying to give it scraps, as it had snapped at any who approached it, even as it smelled the food in the boy’s hands. 

But one of my father’s guards had seen it, and evidently knowing something of the way of animals, had endeavored to earn the dog’s trust, and over the course of weeks and months had taught the dog that it could trust him; it could steal a scrap of food from his hand and not be rewarded with a kick; it could walk amongst men and not be thrown aside; it could accept a stroke upon its head and not fear a cuffing. Eventually, the dog had taken to following the guardsman around, as if it were his own dog he had brought with him from his house, and never again did it snap at outstretched hands offering food.

F — Frodo & Arwen & Celebrían WIP

Frodo’s hand drifted to the jewel he still wore about his neck, seeking courage in Arwen’s gift.

The path branched to the right, and he followed it. This, he had been told, had been where Celebrían had spent her many centuries of waiting, in a small cottage tucked in the arms of the forest, away from the white-shining city of Avallónë, where many of the Returned dwelt, kings, princes, lords, and commoners dwelling side by side.

But Celebrían had chosen to live apart amongst the birds and briars, with the leaping rivers and whispering trees for company. It was not uncommon for those who had suffered great harm to body or spirit to do so, Gandalf had said, for it was easier for those who had recently returned from the Halls or from across the Sea to recover in the stillness of the sprawling lands outside the cities.

No doubt that was why Gandalf had arranged for him and Bilbo the use of a little cottage, low built and sprawling, nestled against the foot of a gentle hill and shaded by oaks, rather than one of the tall houses or towers that filled Avallónë.

T — Celebrían & Sauron WIP

To hear the Noldor of Ost-in-Edhil speak of him, Annatar greatly resembled her mother’s eldest brother, a comparison that made her mother’s lips draw into a sharp, thin line whenever someone was unwise enough to say so in front of her.

Celebrían knew Finrod only through the small portrait her mother kept upon her writing desk, alongside those of Angrod and Aegnor. In the painting, Finrod seemed lit with warmth, as if he stood beneath the full light of Laurelin, though he sat within her great-grandfather’s palace. He was dressed simply, like a minor lord rather than a prince of the Noldor, and he wore a benevolent smile, laughter hidden in the corners of his mouth. 

Every sculpture and painting she had seen of him—and there were many, often bestowed as gifts to her mother, who quietly discarded them later on—had captured that same ebullient warmth, even those composed long after his death by artists who had never seen him. It was part of the myth that was her uncle, she supposed.

But for all that Annatar resembled her uncle, he had none of his warmth.

Tagging @searchingforserendipity25 @dreamingthroughthenoise @thelordofgifs @rarepairnation

Your word is GOLD.

[ginandoldlace]

Lord Craven constructed the original Cottage in 1780, which is now part of Craven Cottage, the oldest football stadium in London and home to @fulhamfc since 1896.

In the mid-1850s, Edward Bulwer-Lytton, the writer of “The Last Days of Pompeii,” resided in Craven Cottage, until it was tragically destroyed by fire in 1888.

During his lifetime, Bulwer-Lytton was a prominent author, known for coining memorable phrases such as “pursuit of the almighty dollar,” “the pen is mightier than the sword,” “dweller on the threshold,” “the great unwashed,” and the famous opening line, “It was a dark and stormy night.”