#beth root

[sad-endings-suck]

There is a certain type of ship dynamic that simply cannot be created or replicated artificially and it’s called “this couple was never meant to be a canon ship but their chemistry is just so incredible we had to do it anyway” and I love it more than anything.

[eternalcreative]

Gregory Isaacs and Leroy Smart (1983)

Photographed by Beth Lesser

[antpony]

Our Roots part 2

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[vriyelart]

season two teens

[sysig]

They’re perfect for each other honestly (Patreon)

[ashes-in-a-jar]

Blessed with the first episode of the 3rd season of Dungeon and Daddies today

10/10 incredible already, perfect 1950s America characters and everything that comes with it, amazing intro/ending theme and using Call of Cthulhu system is definitely more suitable for their style of playing than dnd

[cacophonylily]

This made me so happy.

[cptnbeefheart]

i think i gotta pl;ay fallout 4 ..

[trbotunnel]

rotating a cowboy sona/red dead oc in my head rn. think i wanna call him raphaël beaumont. so hes a french canadian coureur des bois (i love my frebch heritage!!!!) who is best friends with javier bc. i noticed we are a little similar actually. both musical people who keep to themselves. and mary beth!!! we would be reading buddies!!!!! he would be a little intimidated by arthur tbh. but he would be very intrigued by him drawing and writing in that journal of his. he would be good friends with lenny too!!

raphaël would play his fiddle by the campfire,, and play des chansons à répondre on his guitar!!! camp members would not understand a lick of french but theyd try their best to join in on the songs (which isnt hard with des chansons à répondre!!) he'd do a lot of hunting (again, coureur des bois) and a lot of gathering. hed be terrible at picking up leads bc his spatial awareness SUCKS!!!!

the reason hes so far away from home is bc, he is a tguy <3. and yknow, french canadians during that time were pretty catholic (the older generation still is to a lesser extent, based on what ive observed) hence homophobic so he booked it out of there as fast as he could. luckily though his trapping skills have served him well and hes survived bc of them. lots of meat to eat and pelts to sell. hes like charles in that way i guess!

uhm sorry this devolved into a lore post. i didnt mean it to. uhm yeehaw raphaël!! raphy :3

[weyoume]

(via Vital Impacts Launches a Winter Print Sale with Photos from Jane Goodall, David Doublet, and Beth Moon to Raise Money for Conservation — Colossal)

[crystalclrs]

s6 of btvs is so fucking angsty and sad jesus christ

[brooklynislandgirl]

@tangleweave  {{xx}} Beth doesn't know how  long she and Groot have been all but killing themselves stabilizing the natural world, letting the Avengers and other heroes try to salvage humanity. She has so many mixed feelings about the massacre, none of which she dared share aloud. At first the grief and shock had robbed her of any sort of coherence, and she had been listless for days upon days afterward. When the full weight of what had happened finally fell she believes it nearly crushed all of them. Everyone had lost. She knows she did, the sole survivor of her remaining ohana, her friends and coworkers, her cabal. Groot had also lost everything, too. That was likely why she had clung to him, able to displace her own horrors in favour of his. In the coming weeks there was nothing to do but roll up one's metaphorical or sleeves and do what one could, even if it was only too little too late. And it was going to have to be one world at a time. They had complimentary gifts, and as his self-appointed guardian and guide, she’s spent so much time with Groot. Slowly her ability to clearly and fully understand his speech became evident and they spent much of their time conversing. Sharing the parts of their lives that they were able to, the pieces that they retained the hardest. And sometimes, when the words ran themselves dry, there was only consolation in shared sorrow and attempts to think about anything but their catastrophic losses. She was surprised by his affection toward handheld game devices, even on that was fairly archaic by today's standards, and while she'd never really had a knack for them ~her brother used to involve her in role-playing games then make fun of her for playing on what he called 'tourist mode' because she cared more about the story than the action~ she didn't think teaching him how to play chess was going to be significant beyond the hours they while. That is until Steve Rogers, paragon of an Avenger that he was, got a little too full of himself. Maybe it was something about the smile. Maybe it was something cryptically smug about a hand wave, or in his laugh ~as tired as their own~ she doesn't know. Maybe he just reminded her so much of Andy it just naturally antagonised her and brought out her competitive streak. Beth's always been a little contrary like that. She also didn't like that the only person in the gathered group that was cheering Groot on was the strange blue-and-purple robot girl. She knew the others by face and reputation of course. While she had a pathological distaste for Tony Stark, she admired Colonel Rhodes, who had always had kind things to say about her brother, and occasionally remembered to send a Christmas card when he wasn't out there being War Machine. The redhead she'd seen a few times in the company of her building manager, and it was a huge surprise that he'd turned out to be an Avenger, too. She didn't really know much about Romanoff, except that her name nowadays could make the Admiral spitting mad, something to do with the intel-dump from SHIELD all over the internet. And of course, everyone knew Dr Banner, one of the most scientifically brilliant minds on the planet, and also perhaps the angriest and most terrifying being in it too, though... from what she understands, that may not be the case any more. Seeing them all sitting here in the compound only goes to show all that has been lost, everyone who hadn't survived, or had been swept away in an act of sheer insanity that she lacks words to even begin describing. She does her best not to delve too deeply into that lest she burst into tears and ruins the celebration of hope that the New Year is supposed to be about. Instead, she pours herself with their same intensity in watching and at times advising Groot through the contest, which she likes to believe is more about stamina and wits than knowledge or skill.That and maybe because something about Groot's sweetness, his willingness to give far more than he really ever needed to for people that likely mean nothing in the grand course of his life, touches Beth in places she didn't think she even still had. She'd been sure that all her love had been stripped from her, every ounce of compassion strangled out of her along with the death that rolled through the universes with such bitter malice. If anything, Groot is the seed of her hope, and she means to nurture that as best she can. In this case, with encouragement, with her own years of experience, and with a little bit of comeuppance for Cap. "You are Groot," Beth nods, smiling affectionately at her Ent. Steve's king has no where to retreat, he's lost his ability to castle with his rook, and if he tries to go for Groot's queen, he's still three moves out. A moment later, she gasps over Groot's shoulder at the uncharacteristic word that comes out of the all American soldier's mouth, and one of her hands strays toward her breastbone in genuine surprise, which only makes Romanoff laugh. "I...uh. I am...uh...Groot." <<I...I don't think he meant that the way it sounds, I don't think he has even met your mother.>>

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Part 3!!

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@cyberpawn - Cont.

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Beth was well known for her death matches; taking more pain than, really, necessary just to deal a little bit back to her opponent. Years ago, back when things weren't censored or forbidden in contracts upheld by the corporate lot, Beth said and did whatever she wanted. Destroyed the owner's car, kidnap his wife... she even recalled breaking his son's leg at one point, but that was never proven to be on purpose.

So why was she surprised that her PROTOGÉ would do the same?

The eras were meshing. The censorship was going. The ATTITUDE was coming back in. She was at the forefront, leading the charge, swearing and doing things that hadn't been seen in a while. But she never thought to bring Fireball into this. No, they did it on their own. It made her PROUD.

It also put a target on their back. She'd upset a lot of powerful people in her time, and Fireball was starting to become their way of getting back at her.

"I'm not telling you to stop. Fuck 'em." Beth shook her head, nose briefly scrunching with disdain. "I'm telling you to be careful. They'll keep you around because the crowd loves you. You fight good. But they can do worse than fire your ass. Do you even have a plan of what you're going to do later on? Any thoughts on, I don't know, minimising damage as it were, mate? You need to think. That's how you stay steps ahead."

[avaf00rd]

what about a cute leah fic where r (her gf) gets her hair done.. like dyed or something and leah is OBSESSED like shows her off to everyone, in looooove with her, extra kisses and even an insta story to show her girl off too

Back to your roots

Leah Williamson x reader

Leah

Im right where i dropped you x

You smiled at her message as you still sat in your chair at the salon, your girlfriend 20 minutes early.

“Reckon she’ll like?” Your well known hairdresser asked you

“Without a doubt”

Once you left, your rounded the corner of the building to find your girlfriend leaning against the side of the car, phone in her hand “you could have come in you know?” Her head shot up at your voice, catching her attention as you made your way towards her

Her mouth was just left open, stunned

You naturally had dark brown hair. Ever since you’ve known Leah and basically all of your teammates, you’ve dyed it blonde or a super light brown, very few times, which was still basically blonde. Your friends and Leah had always mentioned when they saw old photos of you that you should dye it back, so without telling your girlfriend, you had done it.

“Your old colour?” Leah asked excitedly as she pulled you close to her. Your hair length now matching Leah’s shorter hair

“Yeah do you like it” you spun around so she could see the full thing. Her face beaming brighter

“I love it you look so beautiful, stunning, natural and just ah-“ Leah said before cutting her own words off by kissing you

“I’m glad you do” you said against her lips

“Why didn’t you tell me?” She smiled

“I don’t know I didn’t want to tell anyone. Felt right” you shrugged

“You look beautiful” she said, running her hands through your hair again. You both got into the car before Leah drove you both back to your shared flat. “All styled beautifully for tonight as well” she said looking at you now that you reached a red light

“Won’t make us late by spending an hour in the bathroom” you laughed

“If our house burns down one night and it’s because of that damn hair iron, I’ll be sure happy because it’ll be dead” Leah said making you laugh “hey now we are officially a blonde and brunette duo”

“Yeah you’re right” you said before pulling out your phone camera out to play with your hair and get another look for yourself “brunette me may be staying for a while actually, I love it”

“That makes me happy” Your girlfriend said before kissing the knuckles of the hand she held from her seat.

Only a few hours later you were out for dinner with some of your Arsenal teammates to celebrate Steph’s birthday, all eyes on you and jaws dropped when you and Leah walked in late

“Holy shit y/n!” They all said at the same time. Making you throw your head back with laughter, Leah’s hand on your lower back guiding you to the table

“Back to your roots!”

“Your look beautiful”

“It’s even more beautiful than I could have imagined!”

“Wow”

“You suit it so well!”

Were just some of the comments you received from the girls. As someone who was blonde for your whole friendship with these people, it was a totally different look for you.

When you handed Steph her present and gave her a massive hug she went to do the same with Leah, “why didn’t you give brunette a go?” Steph asked your girlfriend

“Never thought it would suit me. Having second thoughts now though after seeing how beautiful this one is” Leah said to the group, eyes stuck on your’s though

“Aww” Beth yelled from her end of the table, being stuck as the chatterbox at the very far end.

“Come sit down!” Steph exclaimed before you and Leah sat down at the last two vacant seats.

Later, when you were mid conversation about Taylor Swift concerts you had been to with Viv who was across from you, Leah’s hands threaded through your shirt brown locks as she watched you talk about something with your hands still so passionately.

When your conversation had died down you turned to your girlfriend, her hands still in your hair, “you like huh?” You smiled, taking a sip of your Prosecco.

“Oh I loooove” Leah dragged out, throwing her head back with admiration.

“And I loooove you” you said pecking her cheek, Leah deciding that wasn’t enough as she set her glass down a pulled your chin so your lips met hers for a quick moment.

“I’m a big fan, can I get a photo?” Leah asked, pretending to be a fan, pulling her phone out of her hand bag

“Of course you can!” You laughed

“Okay big smiles” she said before you rested your chin on your fist and shot her smile while she took the photo, scrunching your nose up in laughter in the last few as Leah squeezed your thigh a few times, knowing you how ticklish you were.

“Cute” Leah mumbled whilst you both looked at the photos “and pretty” she kissed your cheek once more,

“Very hot I would actually say!” Katie yelled from across the table, the Irish girl way too loud for the small Italian restaurant

You had a joke that you and Katie were in a relationship sometimes, just to piss off Leah and Caitlin

“Thanks baby” you said back, reaching for her hand across the table

Leah and Caitlin just rolling their eyes at both of your antics.

“Can I put that on my close friends?” Leah asked you, motioning to the picture

“Yeah of course” you smiled at her warmly.

Two days later and the public hadn’t really seen your new hair, besides some people on twitter claiming they saw you and Leah out on a walk together. All Before Arsenal posted their most recent training photos

(You’re Lia)

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arsenal wfc

back to work in order for the weekend❤️

@leahwilliamson 🤌🏼

@bethmead 🤎💇🏽‍♀️ @y/n

@y/n hair hard launch

@arsenalfam Y/N IS BRUNETTE WHAT DID I MISS

@leahupdatesx SHE LOOKS SO GOOD

@arsen_lfan JUST WHEN WE THOUGHT DHE COULDNT GET PRETTIER

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Wrote this in under an hour so don’t expect much. I hope to get my other fics out soon. But I’m still in London so it’s hard to find time. Ly x PS KEEP UP REQUESTS