#Steve Bell

[soon-palestine]

[specialagentlokitty]

Steve bell x reader - little girl

Hey I got a request for mr bell from Ackley bridge So basically you are a teacher you teach pe and you and mr bell are dating and you are pregnant and you are teaching a pe lesson with mr bell and you got hit in the stomach with a ball and started to worry for you but it was all fine then now you give birth to you baby girl now you are off one day you baby girl was just crying so you took her to see mr bell and he took he to his lesson and everyone loved her - Anon💜

Walking up the field, you smiled as you watched the students playing football against one another.

“You’re late.”

You glanced to the side and pretended to ignore the man as he walked over and stood next to you.

Steve glanced down at you and rose a brow.

“Are you really pretending you don’t see me?”

You carried on pretending and he sighed, rolling his eyes and he reached out, placing his arm on your shoulder, poking your cheek with his finger.

“Don’t ignore me Ms (L/N).”

“Don’t tell me you’re going to have lunch with me then not turn up then Mr Bell.”

“I did turn up!”

You laughed, turning around to look at him.

“You turned up late, and you stole my lunch.”

“Oh you’re so petty, you steal my dinner every time we go out to eat.”

You grinned a little and he grinned back, and you both turned back around and you wrapped your arms around your stomach.

“Well it’s not my fault your child wants whatever you’re eating.”

“If I remember right that’s your child too don’t try blame a baby the size of a grain of rice for you wanting my food because you won’t order the same thing.”

“You’re mean.”

“You love me.”

“I’m pretending I don’t know you.”

Steve rolled his eyes again and pressed a kiss to the side of your head.

“Okay love, you do that. I’m going to teach the lesson you’re also supposed to be teaching.”

He smiled and began to make his way over.

“Wait Steve!”

He turned back around.

“I want your hoodie.”

Steve laughed softly and walked over, wrapping his hoodie from around his shoulders he held it out to you and you beamed as you took it.

You put it on and put your hands in your pocket along the front, palms resting against your stomach.

You smiled as you looked at Steve running around showing some students what to do and he stepped aside to let them try.

Except one hit the ball the wrong way and it came barrelling straight for you and you wrapped your arms around your stomach and it bounced of your arms.

“Bloody hell..” you whispered.

“(Y/N)!”

Steve ran over and he looked at you.

“Are you alright? Where did it hit?”

“My stomach, I think I’m okay I had my arms there.”

“Right, car now.”

He gave you his keys to his office to grab his car keys and you did and by the time you were out front he was already there.

Steve took the keys off you and rushed you to the hospital and after some explaining, some waiting, some tests, some more waiting, you were finally told everything was perfectly fine.

You sighed.

“Thank god…”

“That’s it, no more pe.”

“Steve that’s what I teach!”

“It’s too dangerous I can’t let you keep doing it. You.. you can wait in my office? Maybe talk to Mandy.. I.. I don’t know but I can’t risk this happening again.”

You looked as you boyfriend paced up and down worried, and you held your hands out.

Steve stopped, and he walked over, taking your hands in his.

“Okay. Alright. I’ll talk to Mandy, okay?”

Steve nodded his head, and he leant down, kissing your forehead.

You smiled a little and he took you both back to the school and you both walked to Mandy about what to do.

And she decided to move you to covering lessons until you came back after your maternity leave.

As the months passed more and more people learned about your pregnancy, and Steve was proudly proclaiming that he was responsible for it.

You had to tell him multiple times to stop but seeing the little grin on his face made your heart melt, and you couldn’t stay mad at him for you.

When you gave birth he was right there, and he took time off work to help you for the first few weeks, letting you rest and relax and recover.

And when he went back to teaching, you realised how much you missed being away from him.

You were so used to him being there, to being with him all of the time.

But you had to focus on Kira, your little girl, and you did. Over the next few months you built up a routine, learned her different cries and learned so much.

But when the little girl wouldn’t stop crying one day, you didn’t know what else to do, so you packed her go bag, put her in her car seat and drove to the school.

Thankfully the drive seemed to lull her to sleep, so when you pulled up outside the school, you grabbed her back, swinging it over your shoulder and covered her up a little more with the pink blanket and picked up the car seat, making your way inside.

“Oh love you shouldn’t be here! You should be at home resting!”

“I’ve rested a lot Loraine, but this little lady misses her dad. But I came to talk to Mandy first, is she in?”

“Of course of course. How is the little lady doing?”

You set the car seat on the desk for Loraine to look.

“Oh she’s so beautiful.” Loraine whispered.

“She really is.” You smiled softly.

Mandy had seen you come in, so she came out of her office and stood next to you, smiling at the little baby.

“Oh she’s stunning (Y/N).”

“Thanks Mand. I came to see Steve if that’s okay? Kira’s been crying nonstop, and he’s got a way with calming upset babies apparently.”

“Of course yeah, I think he’s getting ready to cover a lesson in the library actually, come on I’ll take you.”

While you and Mandy walked, Kira started fussing again and you sighed softly, setting the car seat down, you looked at her.

“Oh baby come here.”

Taking her out, you held her on your arms and Mandy picked up the car seat for you.

“Thank you.”

“It’s no problem, she’s such a soft crier.”

“Honestly mand you should’ve heard her at home. I could’ve sworn this girl was going to cry the house down.”

Mandy laughed a little and knocked on the library door before pushing it open.

“You’ve got a couple of visitors Mr Bell.”

Mandy held the door open and you walked in, Kira fussing quietly in your arms and immediately Steve was up on his feet standing in front of you.

The moment steve was standing in front of you, he reached a finger out, putting it in her hand and she wrapped her little fingers around it.

“What’re you two doing here? Isn’t it nap time?” He asked.

Mandy set the car seat by the desk and quietly left, and you looked up at Steve.

“Kira has decided that today is the day to test her lungs and see how loud she can scream.”

Steve laughed a little bit, and he reached over, taking her from your arms, he held her on one arm and walked over, pulling the chair out for you to sit down.

He sat down on the desk and held Kira in his hands, resting her feet on his leg he bounced it up and down.

“Are we a little troublemaker today?” He asked softly.

Kira babbled a little, reaching out her hands and you smiled softly, taking a photo of them both.

“She really is her dads little girl huh?” You chuckled.

“I’m irresistible that’s why, everyone loves me.”

“Oh be quiet you and your huge ego.”

Steve laughed a little and stood up, leaning down, he kissed your head and gestured to the coffee cup on the table.

“Have it, I’ll get another.”

“Thank you darling.”

You sipped the drink, turning your attention to the papers on the desk while he walked around finishing what he was doing.

He held Kira on his hip, and she babbled to herself quite happily.

“Hey did you bring the thing you put on your chest so she can sit in it?” Steve asked.

“Yeah, hold on.”

You got up, grabbing it from the bag you walked over and put it on him, and he put Kira in it, smiling down at her.

“Is that better baby girl?” He asked, “huh? Is that better for you?”

Kira babbled and you smiled, kissing her head you looked up at steve and he leant down, giving you a quick kiss.

“Have you eaten?”

“No not yet.”

“Right, I’ll be back.”

Steve wondered towards the library doors.

“Steve! You can’t just wonder off with my baby!”

“I’m not! I’m wondering off with my baby.” He beamed.

With that, he left and you rolled your eyes, sitting back down, knowing Kira was okay with him.

Steve went to the staff room, going through his bag he pulled out his lunch box and put the kettle on.

Kira made a small noise, and he looked down with a smile.

She was chewing on her fist and gripping his shirt tightly with the other hand, soft brown eyes gazing up at him.

“Aw Kira, do you like wondering around? Just a little explorer huh?” He smiled.

While Steve was away, you decided to look through his work out of boredom, and when the door opened your looked up.

“Miss? We didn’t know you were back.” A student said.

“Oh I’m not. I’m just loitering here.”

“That’s weird.” Someone laughed.

You looked up at the door as it opened again.

“See you think it would be weird but your teacher here ran off with my baby, so I can’t go anywhere.”

Steve set his cup on the table and handed you his lunch.

“Stop telling people she’s your baby, she’s my baby too. Jesus you’re gonna get me arrested one day.”

“Oh my god, is that your daughter?!” One of the girls gasped.

“It is. This is little Kira Bell.” Steve smiled.

He looked at you and you nodded, and he walked over to the students who all crowded around.

Steve took her from her little pouch and held her on his arms and all the students gasped and awe’d.

“Oh she’s so big yet so small!”

“Babies have hair? I didn’t know they had hair.”

You laughed at the comment, and ate your boyfriends lunch as you looked at him.

“Yes, babies have hair. Why wouldn’t they have hair?”

“I dunno just they like came out bald innit.”

A few students laughed.

“No. Babies do have hair.”

“Can she walk?” A girl asked.

Steve shook his head.

“No but we’re working on that aren’t we little lady.”

He sat her on the floor and immediately all the students sat down on the floor as well.

Steve took the harness off and set it on a table and crouched down, holding his fingers out and Kira took them, and he stood up.

Kira pulled herself up and stood there bouncing up and down happily, letting out a little laugh.

All the students awe’d again, and they asked if they could do it.

“You’ll have to ask her mum.”

The students all immediately looked at you.

“Sanitise your hands, because I know you’ve probably been eating on the way here, and of course you can. But you have to listen to Mr Bell very carefully, okay?”

The students all nodded and they created a little line so they could support Kira as they stood up.

You got up, standing next to Steve and he wrapped an arm around your shoulder.

“I think we have to start bringing her more often, I’ve never seen them so good.” He chuckled.

“I think I will start bringing her more often.” You smiled

[beyondthespheres]

Steve Bell from the Armagideon Times No. 3, accompanying The Clash's Sandinista (1980)

[rainintheevening]

Today's shower thoughts (a progression):

Wouldn't a collab between Steve Bell and Andrew Peterson be amazing???

Oh, hey. They can always do that collab in Heaven.

Wait, *I* can do a collab with them in Heaven!!!!

[ifreakingloveroyals]

Through the Years → Mary, Crown Princess of Denmark (716/∞)

26 December 2022 | Princess Mary of Denmark looks on during the round 12 NBL match between Tasmania Jackjumpers and New Zealand Breakers at MyState Bank Arena, in Hobart, Australia. (Photo by Steve Bell/Getty Images)

[outofdeepwaters]

In the morning, Lord We do look to you For the strength we need  Just to make it through Have mercy

In the evening, Lord We look back and say It was in your strength That we made our way

Have mercy

[huariqueje]

Cold snap - Steve Smulka

American, b. 1949 -

Oil on linen , 36 x 48 cm.

[downthetubes]

Battle of Ideas Festival asks - is satire still possible, after Steve Bell sacked by The Guardian

This year’s Battle of Ideas Festival includes a panel discussion on the future of political cartooning, that follows the recent sacking of Steve Bell from The Guardian, who had worked for the newspaper for forty years...

This year’s Battle of Ideas Festival includes a panel discussion on the future of political cartooning on Sunday 29th October. Titled “Breakfast Banter: Gagged Cartoonists: Is Satire Still Possible?” it follows the recent sacking of Steve Bell from The Guardian, who had worked for the newspaper for forty years, to the dismay of his fans. But the discussion was prompted by wider, international…

[prose2passion]

dear grauniad, now you're just being stupid.

[trump666traitor]

[out-cut]

Some of our crew heading to AICP

Read on

[specialagentlokitty]

Steve bell x reader - a helping hand

So basically you and mr bell are dating and you are both pe teacher and you just had a baby and one day after work You start crying saying you can’t do this and you miss him and stuff so he comforted you and the next couple of days he helps look after your baby girl together - Anon💜

Having a baby was hard, you knew that. You didn’t weren’t expecting it to be this hard, and as you sat on the sofa all you could do was quietly cry.

It had been hell today, your daughter kept crying, you couldn’t get anything done or calm her down until recently.

You were exhausted.

The house was a mess.

You were a mess.

And all you could do was cry.

And that’s how Steve found you when he came in, sat on the sofa crying your eyes out.

Immediately he rushed over, wrapped his arms around you and pulling you into his chest.

“Sweetheart what’s wrong?” He asked softly.

You sniffled a little and shook your head.

“I can’t do this without you…”

“Can’t do what sweetheart?”

Steve watched as you gestured to everything and he sighed a little, leaning back while pulling you with him so you were laid on his chest.

He ran his hand over your hair, while he ran the other one up and down your back, pressing small kisses to the top of your head.

“You’re doing an amazing job…” he whispered.

“But I can’t do it without you Steve!” You sobbed.

“Okay, okay..”

“I miss you.. I need you here…”

Steve smiled softly, holding you tightly, pulling you into his lap, and you tucked your head under his chin.

“The house is a mess… I’m a mess…”

“That’s alright, you’re still just a beautiful to me and I can clean okay? Don’t worry about it.”

Steve stood up, picking you up before setting you back on the sofa, laying you down and covering you up with a blanket.

“You get some rest alright?”

You sniffed and he smiled, giving you a gentle kiss.

“I love you.”

With that, he went to begin to tidy everything up, when Lily began to stir and cry, he went to get her.

He fed her, changed her, and sat on the other sofa with her on his chest while he flicked through the Tv looking for something to watch.

He looked at you fast asleep and smiled to himself, putting your favourite film on just in case you woke up.

The following day, he left for work like normal, but while you were wondering around, holding your daughter in your arms as you looking through the fridge he came back.

“Come here baby.”

He took Lily from your arms and held her, leaning over to give you a soft kiss.

“Shouldn’t you be at work?” You asked confused.

“I convinced Mandy to give me a few days off, I don’t have to go in unless they need me.”

“Really?”

He smiled and nodded and you hugged him.

“Oh thank god…”

Steve laughed, wrapped his other arm around you.

You needed him here right now, you needed him right there by your side helping you and he was more than happy to do that.

He did anything you asked, he looked after Lily so you could sleep, or he would clean while you spent some time with your daughter.

You needed help and that’s what he was there for

[what-am-i-doing-in-this-fandom]

Suddenly, bell bottoms aren't so bad

Bonus sketch, because I had to vv

"Stop checking out my assistant, Stanley."

[rainintheevening]

For St. Patrick's Sunday, here's my favourite version of The Lorica.

[morganbritton132]

Eddie, posting to Tiktok in a singsong voice: Guessssssss who, just had a tooth removed

Eddie: *zooms in on the boneless cat laying on Steve’s chest*

Eddie: ✨✨ Joan✨✨

Eddie: And she is still feeling the effects

Eddie: *pans camera up to Steve*

Eddie: Guess who ate some gummies Argyle gave me?

Eddie: ✨✨Steve ✨✨

[buckys-little-belle]

Im scared to but my first Barbie, but I really want one! Sooooo bad. Can you maybe write Steve and Bucky meeting a she/her reader in the Barbie spot in a store and being nice to her? Maybe buying her a Barbie and some clothes? And they are just nice?

Barbie Aisle Buddies

Stucky x Shy!Little!Reader (She/Her Pronouns Used)

Warnings - The reader is generally a worry wart so she has a bit of 'panic' and worry during this fic, it gets resolved by the end and fluff ensues after her worry.

Notes - I honestly pulled inspiration from a fic I had written a while ago about a shy reader in a toy aisle, so I hope it's okay that I made the ready shy. This is also pretty short! But also so cute!!! Also I know it can be scary going to a store and buying toys but I promise you it's okay! I have bought so many Barbies and Barbie toys like clothes, and I described a Barbie I own in this story! Don't let worry eat you up, go buy the Barbie! Trust me when I tell you it's worth the worry, having fun dolls that I get to play with and dress up is so fun and I don't regret getting them! You only live once bubba, don't let the worry get you down for too long! I hope you get a Barbie soon!!! <3

SFW - Keep all interactions with the post, and this blog, SFW!

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Y/n had been hyping herself up for a month now. Twenty dollars in her pocket, and a determined state of mind were all she had as she walked up and down the Barbie aisle of her local grocery store. It was a small selection of dolls, yet so overwhelming at the same time.

Some dolls had different jobs, chef, doctor, fashion designer. Others had fancy outfits or animal sidekicks. It was hard to pick just one doll, but seeing as she only had enough money for one doll, she knew she had to pick just one.

"Hello." A man's voice broke through her overthinking, a man stood just a few feet away, dressed in a t-shirt and jeans, some worn out sneakers on his feet. He looked familiar, though Y/n couldn't place just where she had seen him before. "I'm Steve." He smiled, turning to look at the same shelf she had her eyes on previously. "It's hard to pick one, isn't it?"

"Um." Y/n panicked, trying to remember the excuse she had made up regarding why she was in this aisle. Did she land on 'getting a toy for a friend's kid' or 'I have a birthday party to attend'?

"Steve!" Another man's voice called out. This time a man dressed all in black, combat boots and gloves included, planted himself a few feet away. "Hi there, Doll." He smiled, Y/n couldn't help but smile back, the man's charm winning her over. "Which one do you have your eye on?" He asked as he scanned the shelves, hands crossed over his chest, looking at the plethora of choices like he too was thinking about getting one.

"Oh, I'm not, I'm just, you know, a, I don't, I." Y/n began stuttering, trying to get out an excuse, any excuse, to make them believe she wasn't buying a Barbie doll for herself.

"Dolls don't have an age, Doll." The man without a name chuckled. "If you're looking for a Barbie to play with I would suggest one that comes with a few items." He began pointing to a few sets she had looked at, but sets that were over her budget.

"I like this one." Y/n quickly grabbed a doll she had her eye on. She was a chef and came with a pan and what looked to be a fried egg. She had a chefs hat and coat, and looked fun enough, but the biggest pull was it was the only doll with accessories that was in her price range.

"She'll need some everyday clothes." Steve squatted down to a lower shelf, rummaging through some small containers for a set of clothes.

"I can't, I just. This is all I can get." Y/n smiled with a hint of self conciseness. Admitting you didn't have a lot of Barbie money to strangers wasn't the end all be all, but at the same time it still felt extremely venerable.

"Well, Doll." The unnamed man with a smile full of charm spoke again. "It's your lucky day then." He pulled the cart Steve must have brought closer to the shelf. "Pick whatever you want."

"What?" Y/n shook her head taking a step back, confused as to what he meant.

Steve was the one to speak up this time. "You don't know who we are, I'm guessing." His smile was softer, more gentle. "I was formally known as Captain America." The truth felt like a weight had been lifted off Y/n's shoulders, her happy to know that she wasn't crazy for thinking he looked familiar.

"And I'm his sidekick, Bucky Barnes, formally known as The Winter Soldier." Mr Unnamed added on.

"Oh." Y/n nodded her head, taking in the two men, even more confused as to why they were wasting their time in a local stores Barbie aisle with her. "Sorry for bothering you."

Y/n was ready to dash with her doll, worried that the super soldiers she just met would grow tired of her quiet demeanor. "Doll." Bucky called out, his voice commanding yet it still had a joking tone to it. "Come back here and pick at least four things."

"Buck." Steve whispered loudly.

"Steve." Bucky said back, his tone condescending. "Doll, please let us but you some dolls. It would make our day." She still hadn't turned around and had half a heart to run, yet for some reason she turned around and took a good look at the shelf.

There really were some sets she'd love to have, like the farmers market stand and a little dog set, and Steve was right, her doll needed everyday clothes. "You won't make fun of me?" She asked, worry surrounding each word.

"Wouldn't dream of it." Steve put his hand over his heart, an action that made her giggle.

"I'm Y/n." She finally gave them her name, a small smile breaking past her worried expression.

"It's nice to meet you, Y/n." Bucky and Steve said at the same time, the three of them laughing.

"Which outfit do you think your doll would look best in?" Steve held out a few options, letting Y/n ponder over them as Bucky tried to convince her to pick the Barbie camper as one of her choices, as if she had a spot for such a big play set.

"I like this one." She pointed to a package that help a blue dress, pick shirt, and jean skirt. The shoes were cute too, and she got excited at the idea of dressing her doll in the outfit.

So there they all stood, Steve and Bucky trying to convince Y/n to get super expensive things, and Y/n trying to figure out how she got so lucky to have two super soldiers worrying over her new doll collection.