#captain beckham

[invisible-pink-toast]

[player1064]

feeling really really normal about all this btw

[gay-jewish-bucky]

can yall believe that the upcoming april will be the 10th anniversary of the epic romance that is catws? 'then finish it, cuz i'm with you to the end of the line' the most iconic moment in cinema, will be a decade old

[chelseajackarmy]

Captain Messi 🐐

[spammiev]

This is Stockholm syndrome

i love queerbaiting if queerbaiting has no fans i am dead

[mysunshinetemptress]

Nepo Baby

Leah Williamson x Beckham!Reader

Warning: I hate this sorry love the request but hate this

The locker room buzzed with nervous energy. England was facing Ireland, An important match in the intense group all looking to qualify for the Euros next year, and the tension was thicker than hairspray. But for Leah Williamson, captain and undisputed leader, there was an extra edge, it was her first game back for England since her ACL injury last year and although she was excited to finally be leading England back out she knew it wasn't what anyone would be talking about, not even her best friends had acknowledged the importance of today for her, all to caught up in the fan fair of a new England debut that was Y/n Beckham.

You were David and Victoria Beckham's third child, twin sister to Romeo and from the moment your name had been announced to the squad list the media had blown up, but Leah had been a sceptic. The media fawned over you, the "Beckham heir," a title that felt more like a burden than a birthright. Leah had clawed her way to the top, her talent undeniable. You, she suspected, had a silver spoon where your foot should be.

England's first training session confirmed Leah's suspicions. Your skills were undeniable – your crosses were pinpoint, your dribbling silky smooth. But there was a certain arrogance in your gaze, a sense of entitlement that grated on Leah. During a passing drill, You intercepted a ball intended for Leah, a mischievous glint in your eyes.

"Easy there, Williamson," You smirked, sending the ball sailing over Leah's head. "Maybe next time, try calling for it a bit louder."

Leah bristled. "Don't patronise me, Beckham," she growled. "This isn't your playground."

You began to regret your earlier arrogance as Leah began to nitpick her way through your play, through the rest of the training sessions at St Georges Leah found something to fault you on and you began to think back to all your past coaches who had put you on a pedestal only wanting to watch you fall. All training sessions continued like this and you hoped that she might let up but Leah seemed set in her ways.

Leah sighed walking into the conference room her first one back for England, her first one back as captain, she smiled letting out a soft hello before taking her seat beside Sarina.

Leah puffed out her cheeks as another reporter asked about you, She looked up as yet another report mentioned you and your father's talent. "Her dad worked hard to gain the career he had, Y/n has waltzed into her contracts thanks to his hard work, no other reason, she's an arrogant Nepo baby on a team of hard workers, now can we please move off this topic and actually talk about the upcoming games." The room fell into an awkward silence at the normally calm captains outburst.

The silence stretched, punctuated only by the nervous coughs of a few reporters. Sarina Wiegman, the England manager, cleared her throat, her eyes flitting between Leah and the press. "Leah makes a valid point," she finally chimed in, her voice calm but firm. "We're here to discuss the upcoming matches, and the entire squad deserves your attention. Y/n has earned her place here based on her talent, and we're all focused on bringing home a win."

Leah felt a sliver of guilt at the manager's words. She knew Sarina was right, the media frenzy surrounding Y/n wasn't fair to anyone, and her outburst was unprofessional. But the constant comparisons, the whispers of nepotism, they were a persistent itch under her skin. That guilty feeling however was made ten times worse when she caught your eye at the back of the conference room before you ducked your head and began to walk out.

You had avoided Leah for the rest of your time at St Georges as well as the short travelling day over to Dublin, and now you sat at your cubby head down staring at the ground the weight of the surname on your back, the weight of your very famous family sitting in the stands travelling to see your debut for England. You couldn't let them down, you couldn't let him down.

The anger towards you and your nepotism crept back into Leah as she listened to Kiera and Georgia harp on about you and your famous family completely forgetting that this was also an important moment for her, this was her first time back in the England squad in a year, her first time starting, her first time back as captain.

Lining up Leah grabbed your arm before you could walk out "You aren't talented, you're a kid using your father's hard work, you never had to fight for your spot it was given to you on a silver platter thanks to the name on your back." Leah spat the last part back at you and suddenly you couldn't move, Leah hit your shoulder before heading to the tunnel, but still you couldn't move, she was right after all.

Shame burned in your throat, acrid and bitter. Leah's words echoed in the empty hallway, bouncing off the lockers and amplifying the hollowness you felt inside. Tears pricked at your eyes, blurring the already dim lighting. You weren't a child, not anymore. But in that moment, Leah's words had stripped you bare, leaving you feeling exposed and vulnerable.

A shaky breath escaped your lips. You weren't a Beckham just because of your name. You'd trained relentlessly since you could walk, mimicking your dad's moves in the living room, begging him for extra sessions after school. You had the talent, you knew you did. But proving it to someone as entrenched as Leah felt impossible.

Suddenly, the weight of expectation on your young shoulders felt insurmountable. The image of your family in the stands, their hopeful faces etched in your mind, only amplified the pressure. You couldn't let them down, couldn't let your dad down after years of his unwavering support. A surge of defiance replaced the self-doubt. No, you wouldn't let Leah break you.

Suddenly, a hand touched your shoulder. You flinched, expecting another barb, but it was Lucy, her face etched with concern. "Y/n, are you alright?" she asked gently.

You shook your head, voice cracking. "I...she thinks..." you choked on the words.

Lucy understood. She'd been there, the pressure of a debut, the weight of expectations. "Listen," she said firmly, her voice laced with veteran experience, "Leah's hurting. She wants to prove herself again, and right now, she's lashing out."

"But it's true," you whispered, tears finally spilling over. "I haven't had to fight for anything."

Lucy wrapped an arm around you, pulling you into a hug. "Maybe not," she conceded, "but that doesn't mean you don't have talent. We wouldn't be here if you weren't good. Use this, Y/n. Prove them all wrong, yourself included."

Her words sparked a flicker of defiance in your chest. You weren't here just because of your name. You loved football, you'd trained relentlessly, pushing yourself as hard as anyone. Maybe you hadn't clawed your way up from the bottom, but that didn't mean you didn't belong.

Wiping your tears, you straightened your back, a newfound resolve hardening your gaze. "Thanks, Lucy," you said, your voice firm. 

The roar of the Dublin crowd washed over you as you stepped onto the pitch. You glanced at Leah across the line, her jaw clenched, eyes hard with determination. It wasn't a friendly look, but it wasn't a dismissive one either.

Every touch, every pass, fueled by the need to silence the doubts, both internal and external. You played with a tenacity that surprised even yourself, weaving through defenders, your crosses finding their targets with pinpoint accuracy.

Then, in the second half, a chance. You intercepted a pass deep in your own half, broke free, and sprinted down the wing. The Irish defense converged, but you remembered Leah's words from training, the ones buried under the avalanche of criticism. You feinted left, then right, sending two defenders sprawling.

With only the Courtney Brosnan to beat, you took a deep breath, you curled the ball towards the far post. It dipped just out of reach of the goalkeeper's fingertips, nestled perfectly into the net.

The stadium erupted. Your teammates swarmed you, a joyous tangle of limbs. Even Leah offered a hesitant smile, a flicker of pride in her eyes.

The final whistle blew, and England was victorious. As you celebrated with your teammates, a hand landed on your shoulder. You looked up to see Leah, a genuine smile on her face.

"Good goal," she said, her voice the softest you've heard.

"Thank you." you smiled back before clearing your throat, your eyes pricking with tears before let out a surprised gasp at Leah pulling you into her chest.

The unexpected warmth of Leah's embrace sent a jolt through you. It was the first genuine human contact you'd had from her all camp, and for some reason, it felt like a dam breaking.

"I just want to prove myself," you mumbled against her shoulder, your voice thick with emotion. "Everyone expects me to be this prodigy, just because of my name. But I don't want to be David Beckham's daughter, I want to be Y/n Beckham, the footballer."

Leah pulled back to meet your gaze, her voice softer than you expected. "There's nothing wrong with wanting to prove yourself. I was out of line. The whole 'nepo baby' thing...it was unprofessional and unfair. You deserve to be here, Y/n. Your talent speaks for itself."

That night, under the soft glow of the locker room lights, a tentative friendship blossomed. It was a friendship forged in shared passion, mutual respect, and the unspoken understanding of the immense pressure that came with wearing the England shirt.pen_spark

You wouldn't see Leah again until England's camp in preparation for the doubleheader against France and this time the training sessions became a battleground, not of barbs and put-downs, but of fierce competition, each of you pushing the other to be better. You learned to anticipate Leah's sharp passes, and her instinctive runs, and she, in turn, began to appreciate the subtle artistry in your footwork, the way you could unlock a defence with a single, deft touch.

Late nights turned into conversations in the locker room, sharing stories, dreams, and the anxieties that came with leading a team like England. You confided in Leah about the suffocating weight of expectation, the fear of never living up to your father's legacy. She, in turn, opened up about the loneliness of being the captain, the constant scrutiny, the burden of always having to be strong.

The evening before the team were set to travel to Newcastle, after a particularly gruelling training session, you found yourself lingering in the empty team room. Leah was still there, sat on the couch scrolling in the corner. You hesitated, then walked over.

"Fancy a game of Ping Pong." You rubbed your neck nervously as Leah met your eyes before smiling "Yeah sure." You both spent the night laughing over your terrible ping-pong skills before quietly wishing each other good night.

As weeks turned into months, your friendship deepened, blossoming into something more. Stolen glances across the training field, lingering touches during celebrations, late-night texts filled with silly jokes and words left unsaid. It was a slow burn, a gradual realization that the person you once considered your rival had become someone you craved, not just on the pitch, but off it as well.

The turning point came during the final Euro qualifier match against Swede. The pressure was immense, and the score tied with only minutes remaining. You received the ball deep in your own half, the Swedish defence swarming around you. You saw a gap, a flicker of movement, and instinctively passed the ball.

Leah, anticipating the play, met the ball perfectly, unleashing a powerful shot that rocketed into the net. The stadium erupted, your teammates mobbing you both in a joyous frenzy. In that shared moment of triumph, your eyes met, and a silent confession hung heavy in the air.

Later that night, back at the team hotel, you found Leah pacing the balcony overlooking the city lights. The nervous tension that had been simmering for weeks finally broke.

"Leah," you started, your voice barely above a whisper "Are you ok." Leah walked straight for you before gently grabbing your face before you placed a hand on her chest stopping her advances. "This...us...it's not fair to the team, is it?"

She didn't move, her eyes searching yours. "Maybe not," she admitted, a small smile playing on her lips. "But it feels pretty damn right."

You dropped your hands to her waist as she pulled you into a searing kiss before you pulled back again Leah let out a whine in frustration, "And to think you hated me only a few months ago." Leah let out a scoff "I never hated you, how could I ever hate a girl as gorgeous as you." you laughed before pulling her into another kiss

[judesbelligoal]

I think Tuchel will favour Jude. He is a v intense coach and seems to like intense demanding characters. I’m so interested to see how he handles Jude. He isn’t afraid to call out his teammates, express frustration and Tuchel is crazzzzzy like that!

Jude gets quite mixed opinions here in the UK because he’s not afraid to back himself and take up space and English people are taught that’s wrong. I think we need more of that and really respect it. I loved what Iain Wright said about Jude being similar to American athletes- the UK press aren’t ready for that kind of unapologetic confidence hence the backlash at the euros. The UK press are crazy racist too- a successful young black man being demanding- daily mail is like 😱. Even the Guardian wrote a weird article about his ‘destabilising charisma’ during the euros. I think it’s exciting- there’s not really been an England player like Jude before. Even Beckham- very quiet and modest. Jude’s type of presence is refreshing.

I think the heightened emotions of Tuchel will be interesting- the total opposite to Southgate. I also hope he chooses a new captain- fresh start plssssss

Hmm I think you’re right i think I remember seeing tuchel trying to adopt jude and thinking “he’s going to chelsea 🤔” or it might’ve been pep im not too sure…

but the part about jude being closer to American athletes than uk athletes makes so much sense. He’s very confident but also very grounded and humble and they cant seem to understand it cause in their eyes you have to be one of either. Daily sport started a hate campaign against him during the euros cause he didnt want to give them an interview like??

Southgate needed to grow a backbone but the players all seemed to love him and tuchel seems to be a peoples manager too but very different from southgate so i cant wait for this teaa

[player1064]

Footy RPF Fictober, day 1 - First game against each other

also available on ao3

MORE excuses to not carry on with my WIPs? shocking....

Hoping I can keep this up the whole month - I'll do a mix of different ships for the prompts (though if you really want to see a specific prompt with a specific pairing lmk!!!)

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“I think I’m gonna be sick.”

Gary’s head feels fuzzy. His heart is racing, every time he takes a breath he can’t seem to get in enough air so he’s breathing deeper, faster, until his gasping breaths don’t feel like they’re doing anything at all.

And then, Paul. He rests his hand on Gary’s back, warm and solid between his shoulder blades, and it makes the world stop spinning. He’s stood next to the bench, hovering above Gary awkwardly like he’s not quite sure what he’s meant to do with him

(Fair enough, Gary’s not quite sure what he’s meant to do with himself either.)

“Teams are up,” Paul tells him simply. “He’s only on the bench, Gaz, chill out.”

“Wasn’t even thinking about him,” Gary lies.

He hears a scoff. Yeah, right.

He’s been lucky, he is aware of that. Seven years and this is the first time the draw’s gone against him, the first time he’s had to face down the prospect of David Beckham walking onto the pitch in a different colour kit than his.

The Boss had kept him on the bench for the first leg, no need to question why. Gary’s finally getting back to good form again, feeling like his old self – he’s been playing every three days for the past few weeks but he was never going to be picked to play away in the Champions’ League, and not against him.

When he no longer feels like he’s fighting for air he shrugs Paul’s hand off his back and looks up at him with a grimace. Paul grimaces back.

“Is Gaz dying?” he hears Wazza call out from the other side of the dressing room.

“I’m fine,” he dismisses, at the same time that Paul is saying “yeah, probably.”

“Still got another eight weeks ‘til I retire, Scholesy.”

“You’ll be dead before then.”

“Oi! Thought you were meant to be making me feel better?”

“Thought you said you were fine.”

The Boss walks in without fanfare – nobody stands to attention, they all just keep talking among themselves, joking around and drinking their lucozades and stretching out tired muscles. Gary watches, though, as he wordlessly starts copying names out onto the whiteboard. 4-5-1, get the ball to Wazza and eventually he’ll score. Standard procedure.

Milan’s line-up isn’t too different to what it was for the first leg, except that Becks is out and Flamini is in. More defensive, but then they’re going into this leg a goal down, of course they’re going to play it safe.

Gary doesn’t keep the captain’s armband in his locker anymore, these days it’s passed too frequently between him, Rio, and Giggsy for it to really belong to him. So, he stands up and wanders over to the corner the Boss is in under the guise of looking for it, hopes he doesn’t look too pale or run-down after his little – whatever that was, a minute ago.

The Boss looks up as he walks over, gives him a tight smile that tells him he’s not fooling anyone.

“We’re the better team,” he tells Gary, voice low. “We’ll win, no question about it. We’ve already got them on away goals.”

“Boss –” Gary starts, then realises he has no idea what he’s meant to say. If they bring him on I think I might die? Twenty years and they’ve never been on opposite sides, not even really in training. They were a unit, Gaz and Becks down that right hand side – why bother splitting them up? “Boss, I –”

“You won’t play against him.”

Sir Alex reaches out to place his hand on Gary’s elbow, feather-light but it feels heavy as always. “Gary, listen to me. I will not make you play against him. He comes on, you come off. Got it?”

Gary looks up to meet his eyes and nods, feeling small. “Thanks, Boss.”

*

Becks comes on in the sixty-fourth minute. Gary comes off in the sixty-sixth. He sits on the bench and watches his old teammate fumble passes that a ten-year-old could’ve made, tries to hide the vindictive sort of joy he’s feeling that we’re better than you, bigger than you. And we always will be.

It only takes a few minutes for Paul to come and join him on the bench. He looks annoyed about it, same as he always does. Gary had been brought off, to put it simply, because the Boss doesn’t trust him around Becks; he has no such problem with Paul, but he’s getting older too and if he wants to keep him going (one more year, one more year, one more year), then he needs to make him rest.

“He’s playing like shit,” Paul says, hand held up to cover his mouth – a holdover from 2003, from that one stupid game against Madrid when everything had started to fall apart at the seams.

Gary smirks. He reaches a hand up to scratch the scraggly hairs on his chin, tries to make it look subtle. “He’s playing like an American.”

Paul snorts, sways to the side to bump his shoulder against Gary’s. “Didn’t think you had it in you, Gaz.”

“Bet you fifty quid he’ll say it’s on purpose. That he didn’t want to disrespect the United fans, like.”

“Gary Neville, you little bastard,” Paul says, voice proud. “What’s got into you, eh?”

He shrugs. It’s easier, now that United are three goals up. It’s easier now that he’s losing. Reminds him that the club has had better players than David Beckham, that he needed them more than they needed him. Reminds him that maybe that’s where it’ll start and that’s where it can end: football, Manchester United. That none of the rest of it has to matter.

“Dunno if I should speak to him, after the match. Might be rubbing it in his face,” he says, which really means please help me shake him off before I make a fool of myself.

Paul looks at him for a long moment, then he nods and kicks Gary in the ankle, just a light little tap. I’ve got your back.

[takiki16]

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these are my emotional support grand pas. i watched them kick ass at football's peak and i will watch them suck ass at retirement home

[saintmeghanmarkle]

This has to be an OUCHY for both of them!! by u/media_lush

This has to be an OUCHY for both of them!! https://ift.tt/2O6CYdz King Charles met David Beckham privately while Prince Harry was in Britain - after the Duke said his father was too busy with 'various other priorities' to see himRyan ProsserKing Charles met David Beckham to discuss his charitable foundation while Prince Harry was in the country, the Mail understands.The Duke had said that his father was too busy attending to 'various other priorities' to see him while he was in Britain this week.No pictures were released of the meeting and it is unknown where the pair met.The revelation that the King met the former England captain, 49, while his son was home and attending an event two miles from Buckingham Palace may widen their rift further.Prince Harry's visit was planned months in advance and while the King's visit this week to a barracks was called a 'surprise', his diary is also tightly choreographed.But the Duke of Sussex had reportedly invited his father to St Paul's Cathedral for the tenth anniversary of the Invictus Games although courtiers were not aware Harry had made any specific request to see the King.The King met David Beckham to discuss his charitable foundation while Harry was in the UK, the Mail understandsPrince Harry and Meghan during in Abuja during a quasi-royal visit to AbujaThe Palace has remained tight-lipped as to why the two never met despite virtually crossing each other's paths.While in the UK, the prince said it was 'great' to be back, but refused to rule out the possibility of him applying for American citizenship. In a previous Netflix series, Harry had also suggested that he had been blocked from seeing the late Queen, despite his grandmother inviting him and Meghan to stay. Harry rushed over in February when his father was first diagnosed with cancer, but only got a brief meeting with the monarch and Queen Camilla before they left for Sandringham.Meanwhile the Duke of Sussex and his wife were given a rockstar's welcome during a trip to Nigeria.Harry during his visit to Kaduna state in Nigeria. The prince has previously complained that he and his wife had been blocked from seeing royals, including his grandmother, the late QueenDespite Foreign Office official advice warning against travel to several parts of the west African nation, Harry travelled to Kaduna state to visit a military hospital.Leaving his wife in Abuja, the prince apologised for her absence as he arrived in the state, which is partly controlled by armed bandits and is known for reports of rapes and kidnappings.The visit was dubbed a 'quasi-royal' tour, with Harry faced with accusations of 'hypocrisy' after travelling to high risk areas having raised concerns over his security back in the UK. On Monday, the King is due to hand over the colonelcy of the Army Air Corps to his other son and heir, Prince William. post link: https://ift.tt/ytKdCRb author: media_lush submitted: May 11, 2024 at 03:24AM via SaintMeghanMarkle on Reddit disclaimer: all views + opinions expressed by the author of this post, as well as any comments and reblogs, are solely the author's own; they do not necessarily reflect the views of the administrator of this Tumblr blog. For entertainment only.

[antspaul]

HOME for Neville is a converted barn north of Manchester. He has another place in Dubai. Not much else is known about his off-field life — there is not much interest — and that’s fine by him. Beckham tells a story in one of his books that says a lot about the chalk-and-cheese nature of the England captain and his best mate. United at one point had a deal with Honda to supply their young players with new cars. Once they had played 21 first-team games, the youngsters received a Prelude. When Beckham got his, he fitted it with a leather interior, new CD player, personalised number plate and alloy wheels. “Gary,” he writes, “an old man even then, changed his for a four-door Accord.”

Now the two friends are almost 1,000 miles apart, a distance no amount of picture messages can bridge. Does Gary miss David? “Yeah, I miss him at times. Obviously, there’s a gap in my life socially. But I think you mature, and we both have friends who have left for other clubs — it’s part of football. You accept that things change, and David going to Madrid was right for everybody.

“Fans come up to me sometimes and say, ‘We wish he was still here’, or ‘How’s David?’ and I just say, ‘He’s doing fine, but it’s time to move on’. It’s finished with. David’s enjoying his life and his career elsewhere and we’re still enjoying playing for United. I’m just delighted he’s been such a success. When he went over, I told people that it won’t be the great free kicks or the unbelievable passes or the shots on goal that will impress everyone. It’ll be his willingness to run for 90 minutes non-stop. That’s what’s happened.”

converted barn in manchester and a house in dubai. most gary neville combination of things ever

"there is not much interest" IM interested.

"an old man even then".... life imitates art

hes sooooo "i dont miss him we grew apart. ill miss him for football reasons only" jilted ex. okay girl

[vale-isei]

Vale!Days Union

Official Name: Scary_Day

Title: The Sovereign’s Guard

Rank: Guard

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Name: Sebastian Cassandra

Age: [contents not found]

Origins: [contents not found]

Family: Annie Despina-Cassandra (deceased), Esther Despina-Cassandra (deceased)

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Valedy’s Notes

◉ Outside of his bodyguard duties, Scary is an extension of Great. In a sense, he---alongside Operative Practical---are the leaders when Great is off on his own. He makes sure the Operatives remain in order and that city issues are taken care of.

◉ His killing style is brutal. Precise, but the brutality of it overshadows the technique. Scary is known for dealing with people in a messy manner…

Official Name: Sorrowful_Day

Title: The Priest

Rank: Guard, Sniper

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Name: Santiago Reis

Age: [contents not found]

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Valedy’s Notes

◉ As stated, Sorrowful’s specialty is sniping. He’s a good shot that rivals Operative Placid’s own ability to wield a gun. He wasn’t always the resident sniper, though. After The First Counselor disappeared, he was appointed the role of sniper due to his innate ability to accurately pinpoint locations from far away. He seems to have immense military experience from before his time with the Days Union.

Official Name: Practical_Day

Title: The Counselor

Rank: Artillery, Mechanic

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Name: Parker Ellis

Age: 29

Origins: Sunset Town, Aurora

Family: N/A

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Valedy’s Notes

◉ He was always slotted to be the second-in-command if something happened to The First Counselor. He takes on the responsibilities of second-in-command, the research unit, and overseeing The Garage with Operative Unstable’s help.

◉ His strong suit lies in mid-range/close-range fighting. His skills with aiming are very precise and very textbook.

Official Name: Placid_Day

Title: The Acolyte

Rank: Enforcer

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Name: Damian Riveria-Rose

Age: [contents not found]

Origins: Misnebalam, Balio

Family: N/A

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Valedy’s Notes

◉ The best overall sharpshooter in the Days Union. He’s exceptional in every area of firing bullets, and from this came his other name “Santa Muerte”, or the Grim Reaper. His body count is beyond numbering. Everyone knows not to provoke the killer within him. Nobody knows how he became this way.

◉ Rumours are that he was a mercenary.

Official Name: Dreadful_Day

Title: The Overseer

Rank: Scout

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Name: Jan Nowak

Age: 24

Origins: Verity City, Avalon

Family: N/A

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Valedy’s Notes

◉ As a scout, Dreadful’s fighting style is quick. He works well in close combat, often falling under the style of strike fast and step back, or keep landing hits at a fast pace. His weapon of choice is throwing knives.

◉ Despite being constantly moody, Dreadful is very competent at assessing situations and making the right decisions---not quick, but his instincts are spot on. He was once a captain under The Governor's military command.

Official Name: Benevolent_Day

Title: The Doctor

Rank: Medic

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Name: Beckham Heilan

Age: 32

Origins: Nachtson, Rheinlands

Family: Ada Heilan (deceased)

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Valedy’s Notes

◉ As the Union doctor, he’s in the heart of the battlefield dragging soldiers to safety or bandaging them on the spot. His shooting style is similar to Practical’s, if not more refined and deadly. His ability to assess a situation and make quick decisions is superb---as it should be.

◉ When Malevolent controls the body, he’s significantly more messy and forceful. He plays with his victims quite often and lets them die slow, painful deaths while watching and smiling. He enjoys the entire process, from the chase to the capture.

Official Name: Dynamic_Day

Title: The Artist

Rank: Scout

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Name: Makaio Akin

Age: 30

Origins: Anatoli, Aurora

Family: Kalani Akin (deceased), Ikaika Akin

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Valedy’s Notes

◉ Dynamic is very flamboyant with his fighting style. He enjoys the dramatics of pretending to lose, but then regaining the upper hand in one swift motion. Definitely exceptional with close-combat and prefers his personal baton gifted by his older brother. That’s not to say that his firing skills are bad, they’re well off like the rest of his coworkers.

◉ He acts as Great’s diplomat. Dynamic writes official statements for Great due to his influential writing style and will represent The Supreme Leader at gatherings/events if he cannot appear himself.

Official Name: Radiant_Day

Title: The Musician

Rank: Enforcer

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Name: James Enjelte

Age: 32

Origins: Sunset Town, Aurora

Family: Voskir Enjelte

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Valedy’s Notes

◉ His general style is a combination of Operative Dynamic and Malevolent’s. He enjoys a good show and is quite sadistic, contrary to his sunshine-y title. It’s not very expected of him to be this way, watching his victims die without mercy, but outside of orders and those Radiant smiles, he’s… terrifying.

Official Name: Unstable_Day

Title: The Pilot

Rank: Air Support

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Name: Voskir Enjelte

Age: [contents not found]

Origins: Elipol, Valisik

Family: James Enjelte

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Valedy’s Notes

◉ As The Pilot, he rarely is ever on the battlefield. He leads the Force One Squadron and fights in the airspace, providing air support whenever he can.

◉ Only recently has he had the surgery to resolve his aphasia caused by The Incident. He’s perfectly talking now, but that surgery didn’t resolve the trauma still plaguing his brain.

Official Name: Macabre_Day

Title: The Tragedy

Rank: Enforcer

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Name: Angel Reyes

Age: [contents not found]

Origins: Cebulan, Mariana Archipelago

Family: [contents not found]

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Valedy’s Notes

◉ Operative Placid is no longer the only antihero on the Union. Macabre was once an assassin for Aurora’s previous king, however he was negotiated into a deal to serve Avalon. Nobody knows of his former past, though. The only clues to it would be his skills that rival Operative Placid’s.

((These are subject to change. However, I wished to write down their basic premises. Please feel free to ask about lore and world building, I do not mind answering.))

[svld99]

So I was thinking about how David Beckham waited in line to pay his respects to the queen even though he was given a pass to skip it. I can imagine Issac seeing this and calling a team meeting and this meeting included the coaches and Rebecca and Higgins and Keeley. The meeting is held in the film room. Will stands by the door with a list checking off names. So this is how the speech goes in my head. Listen up we are going to pay are respects to the queen and just like David Beckham we are going to wait in line. Also we will be watching the funeral together as a team. No wearing trainers we are all wearing suits and yes Dani before you ask we are wearing dress shoes again. Colin we will be making a donation to a welsh charity of your choice. Because we all know that the welsh people deserve their freedom. After training today everyone go home rest and be up here at midnight. Ted just stands up being the man that he is. Says okay everyone you heard the captain insisted of training go home rest and we will go over plays in line. Also I will have portable chargers their are spots in line for food and bathroom breaks. So since their so many of us we will take turns going to do that you will have a time limit. After that Keeley stands up being the PR person that she is says that their going to take photos for the afc Richmond social medias. Also all the guys need to make a post on their own social medias taking about it and how important the queen was. They get in line when the wait was sixteen hours and through the night they talk with fans and they watch film on a iPad Ted and beard brought. Jamie, Roy and Sam get interviewed on why they’re in line and they explain how they were inspired by David to do it. It turned out to be the best bonding experience for the team and brings them together.

[worstqueerbaittournament]

Submission list

organised by @kindalikerackham (THANK YOU)

This is a list of all of the submissions. It will be updated continuously. Italics are still being decided in the polls, crossed out have been decided on “no”, bold have been decided on “yes”

By character name (or ship name if given)

Akira Kurusu and Goro Akechi from Persona 5 Royal

Alix from Miraculous Ladybug

Allison and Patti from Kevin Can F**k himself

Anna and Marnie from When Marnie was There

baron draxum and master splinter   rise of the tmnt 2018

Batman and Joker/ Bruce and John Doe from Batman Telltale

Beca and Chloe from Pitch Perfect

Beca from Pitch Perfect

Betty and Veronica from Riverdale

Blake Belladonna and Yang Xiaolong, aka Bumbleby from RWBY

Blitzen and Hearthstone from Magnus Chase

Buck and Eddie from 9-1-1

Chad/Ryan from High School Musical

Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr (aka Professor X and Magneto) from anything X-Men

Cory and Naveed from Ackley Bridge

Dani Ramos and Grace from Terminator Dark Fate

Darling Charming and Apple White from Ever After High

Dean Winchester

Destiel

Drs House & Wilson from House MD

emma woods/emily dyer from identity v

Faberry from glee!(Rachel Berry + Quinn Fabray)

Fuffy, faith and buffy from Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Finn and Poe from Star Wars

Firestar and Greystripe from Warriors

foot clan lieutenant and brute  rise of the tmnt 2018 

Ginji Amano & Ban Midou from GetBackers

goro majima and kazuma kiryu -  Yakuza/Ryu Ga Gotoku

Grif and Simmons from Red vs. Blue

Hannibal and will from Hannibal tv show

H.G. Wells and Myka Bering from Warehouse 13

Hikaru Sulu from Star Trek Beyond

hypnopotamus and warren stone  rise of the tmnt 2018  

Ineffable Husbands from Good Omens

Jade and Bella from Rainbow High

Jade and Tori (Victorious)

Jake Peralta (Brooklyn 99)

Jane Rizzoli and Maura Isles from Rizzoli&Isles TV series

Janis from Mean Girls

Jeremy and Michael from Be More Chill

Jess/Jules from Bend It Like Beckham

Johnathan Harker and Dracula from Dracula (Netflix)

Johnathan Harker and Dracula from Dracula (1897)

Juleka and Rose from Miraculous Ladybug

Julian Bashir and Elim Garak from Star Trek: Deep Space Nine

Jun and Tatsuya from Persona 2

Kaoru Nishimi and Sentarou Kawabuchi from Kids on the Slope (Sakamichi no Apollon)

kanji/naoto from persona 4

keith and lance from voltron

Kim Dokja and Yoo Joonghyuk from Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint

klavier and apollo from ace attorney

L and Light from Death Note

legolas and gimli from lotr

Legoshi and Louis from Beastars

leo and adam from tatort saarbrücken

lightcannon, Jinx and Lux from league of legends

Loki from The Loki show

Luca & Alberto from Luca

Luigi and Bowser from the Mario movie

marc and nathaniel from miraculous

Masumi Itachi from blue flag

Matsuoka rin and haru from Free!

Max from Miraculous Ladybug

Mel and Naomi from Vermonia

merthur (merlin and Arthur from the BBC show merlin

Milo and Bisco from Sabikui Bisco

Mobius and Loki from the Loki show

nana komatsu/nana osaki from nana

narumitsu - Ace Attorney

Naruto and Sasuke

Newt and Hermann from Pacific Rim

Nina and Lily from the movie Black Swan

Peggy Carter & Angie Martinelli from Agent Carter

Quentin and Eliot - The Magicians

Ravenpaw and Barely from warrior cats

Raya & Namaari from Raya and the Last Dragon

rei and nagisa   from Free!

Sam and Max

Sam and Bucky from The Falcon and the Winter Soldier

Sherlock and John Watson from BBC Sherlock

Sherlock and Moriarty from BBC Sherlock

Shiro and Adam from voltron

shiro and keith from voltron

sophie and agatha from The School of Good and Evil

Spirk (Spock and Kirk) from Star Trek  The Original Series

Spirk (Spock and Kirk) from Star Trek  the reboot movies

Sterek  (Stiles and Derek from Teen Wolf)

Steve and Bucky from Captain America

Steve McGarrett and Danny Williams from Hawaii 5-0 (the 2010 version)

stiles stilinski from teen wolf

Supercorp! Lena and Kara from Supergirl!

Superman and Batman from the DCEU

SwanQueen (Regina Mills/Emma Swan from Once Upon a Time)

Sylvie from Loki

Thiel and Boerne from Tatort Münster

Thomas & Newt from the maze runner

troy barnes and abed nadir from community

wednesday and enid from wednesday

Yumihisu (Ymir x Historia Reiss) from Attack on Titan

yu/yosuke from persona 4

Zari and Charlie from Legends of Tomorrow

Zoro and sanji - one piece

By Property:

9-1-1 - Buck and Eddie

ace attorney - klavier and apollo

Ace Attorney - narumitsu

Ackley Bridge - Cory and Naveed  

Agent Carter - Peggy Carter & Angie Martinelli

Attack on Titan - Yumihisu (Ymir x Historia Reiss)  

Batman Telltale - Batman and Joker/ Bruce and John Doe

Beastars - Legoshi and Louis

Be More Chill - Jeremy and Michael

Bend It Like Beckham - Jess/Jules

Black Swan - Nina and Lily

blue flag - Masumi Itachi

Brooklyn 99 - Jake Peralta

Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Fuffy (faith and buffy)

Captain America - Steve and Bucky

community - troy barnes and abed nadir

DCEU - Superman and Batman

Dracula (1897) - Johnathan Harker and Dracula

Dracula (Netflix) - Johnathan Harker and Dracula

Ever After High - Darling Charming and Apple White  

Free! - Matsuoka rin and haru

Free!-  rei and nagisa 

GetBackers - Ginji Amano & Ban Midou

Glee - Faberry (Rachel Berry + Quinn Fabray)

Good Omens - Ineffable Husbands

Hannibal (tv) - Hannibal and will

Hawaii 5-0 (2010) - Steve McGarrett and Danny Williams

High School Musical - Chad/Ryan 

House MD - Drs House & Wilson

identity v - emma woods/emily dyer

Kevin Can F**k himself - Allison and Patti

Kids on the Slope (Sakamichi no Apollon) - Kaoru Nishimi and Sentarou Kawabuchi

league of legends - Jinx and Lux

Legends of Tomorrow - Zari and Charlie

Loki show - Mobius and Loki

Loki show - Loki

Loki show - Sylvie

lotr - legolas and gimli

Luca - Luca & Alberto

Magnus Chase  - Blitzen and Hearthstone

Mario Movie - Luigi and Bowser

Mean Girls  - Janis

Merlin (BBC) - merthur (merlin and Arthur)

Miraculous Ladybug - Alix

Miraculous Ladybug - Juleka and Rose

Miraculous ladybug - marc and nathaniel

Miraculous ladybug - Max

nana - nana komatsu/nana osaki from

Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint - Kim Dokja and Yoo Joonghyuk

Once Upon a Time - SwanQueen (Regina Mills/Emma Swan )

one piece - Zoro and sanji

Pacific Rim - Newt and Hermann

Persona 2 - Jun and Tatsuya

persona 4 - yu/yosuke

persona 4 - kanji/naoto

Persona 5 Royal - Akira Kurusu and Goro Akechi

Pitch Perfect - Beca

Pitch Perfect - Beca and Chloe

Quentin and Eliot - the Magicians

Rainbow High - Jade and Bella

Raya and the Last Dragon - Raya & Namaari

Red vs Blue - Grif and Simmons

Rise of the TMNT 2018 - baron draxum and master splinter

Rise of the TMNT 2018 - foot clan lieutenant and brute

Rise of the TMNT 2018 - hypnopotamus and warren stone

Riverdale - Betty and Veronica

Rizzoli&Isles TV series - Jane Rizzoli and Maura Isles

RWBY - Blake Belladonna and Yang Xiaolong, aka Bumbleby

Sabikui Bisco - Milo and Bisco

Sam and Max - Sam and Max

Sherlock (BBC) - Sherlock and John Watson

Sherlock (BBC) - Sherlock and Moriarty

Star Trek AOS - Spirk (Spock and Kirk)

Star Trek Beyond - Hikaru Sulu

Star Trek: Deep Space Nine - Julian Bashir and Elim Garak

Star Trek TOS - Spirk (Spock and Kirk)

Star Wars - Finn and Poe

Supergirl - Supercorp! Lena and Kara

Supernatural - Dean Winchester

Supernatural - Destiel

Tatort Münster - Thiel and Boerne

tatort saarbrücken - leo and adam

Teen Wolf - Sterek  (Stiles and Derek)

teen wolf - stiles stilinski

Terminator Dark Fate - Dani Ramos and Grace

The Falcon and the Winter Soldier - Sam and Bucky

The Magicians -  Quentin and Eliot

the maze runner - Thomas & Newt

The School of Good and Evil -  sophie and agatha

Vermonia - Mel and Naomi

Victorious - Jade and Tori

Voltron - keith and lance

Voltron - Shiro and Adam

Voltron - shiro and keith

Warehouse 13 - H.G. Wells and Myka Bering

warrior cats -  Ravenpaw and Barely

Warriors - Firestar and Greystripe

wednesday - wednesday and enid

When Marnie Was There - Anna and Marnie

X-Men (any) - Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr (aka Professor X and Magneto)

Yakuza/Ryu Ga Gotoku - goro majima and kazuma kiryu

[pure-garbage]

Spades Full! Menace In The City Of Water

Chapter Warnings: Violence

Lana's first priority when they arrived in Water 7 was buying a new weapon. Her balisong had been hopelessly lost when the rag-tag survivors from Beckham's crew fled for their lives.

"Maybe not a knife this time," she pondered as she left the ship.

"Get a sword," Zoro suggested. "How much do you have to spend? You can get some decent steel for about fifty grand."

"Potentially," she mused. "Or I could get something less lethal, like Nami's staff."

"Swords don't have to be lethal. You could always use the backs of the blades," Zoro pointed out.

"I've never seen anyone use a sword that way in my life," Lana scoffed.

"That speaks to the lack of creativity and skill of your average swordsman," Zoro tsked.

"Swords are really heavy. I liked my knife. I used it for a lot besides fighting."

"The reach on a knife leaves a lot to be desired. Just get stronger. Then it won't matter how heavy your sword is."

"You're giving this a really hard sell," Lana noted. "Do you just want us to match?"

"No, I'm just being practical. Swords are the best weapons," Zoro insisted.

"You just want us to match. That's cute."

"I am death incarnate," Zoro grumbled darkly. "I'm not cute."

"Cutie-pie," Lana teased. 'I'll be back by night fall, 'kay?"

"Fine. Hey, if you get swords, get at least two."

"We'll see."

The day wore long while Lana shopped and explored the city of water. She visited every weapon shop she could find, window shopping with wide-eyed wonder at the dazzling selection of deadly implements on display. Possibilities swam through her mind as she imagined the ways she might need to adjust her training to accommodate any of the weapons she cast her eyes on. In the end, she circled back to the very first one, where a set of knives had caught her eye at the beginning of the day.

"Sword. What am I gonna do with a sword?" Lana muttered to herself. The set she bought was seven smaller daggers and a belt.

"Spades, huh?" the shop owner mused. "You throw?"

"Uh, sure," Lana said as she paid. The sun was getting low in the sky and she was anxious to get back to the Merry before dark. She didn't actually have any idea what the man was asking her, but she glowed with happiness as she left his store.

"What a bargain," she grinned. "Now even if I lose another knife, I'll have plenty of backups. I just hope 'death incarnate' isn't too disappointed when I show up without a sword... aaand I really need to stop talking to myself."

Content as she was, it still didn't escape Lana's notice that she was being followed by two or three men. They were dressed conspicuously, and oddly so at that, in ragtag outfits with eccentric personalizations and more than a few star motifs. They were taking some pains to be sneaky, but their efforts were bumbling at best, hamfisted at worst.

'Weird... who the hell are these freaks? What do they want? Are they robbers? If so, should I deal with them now, or try to make it back to the ship?'

Lana's thoughts were interrupted by her intuition. She dodged the attack she'd seen coming, casually kicking the man who'd come at her into the canal.

"Fine then, I'll deal with you now," she decided, slinging her bag over her shoulder. 'Bet I can deal with them without dropping my bag.'

"Damned pirate scum!" one of them cursed her, wielding a cutlass. "You and the rest of the straw hats are gonna pay for wrecking the Franky House! Get her, Moxy!"

"Okay, well clearly you already know my friends," she sighed. The two men who remained on the walkway with her lunged simultaneously, but she wove away without letting them touch her. "Luffy must have stirred up some kind of trouble while I was shopping."

"Aarrrggghhh!"

Moxy charged her while her back was to the water.

"Too easy. He clearly didn't pick a fight with you for fun."

Picking fights for fun was certainly not something she could put past her captain, but these foes didn't seem fun enough to interest him. Lana frowned to herself as she continued her evasion, not yet invested enough in the scuffle to fight back.

'If my friends didn't challenge these guys for fun, that means they must have provoked Luffy... if they did something bad enough to piss him off... I hope everyone's okay back at the ship.'

She rolled and let Moxy fall shouting into the canal, leaving only the third goon. He raised his cutlass high and ran at her with ferocity to spare, but little tact. Lana ducked to avoid his slash, then whacked him hard in the side of the head with her bag. Her knives clattered noisily inside while he reeled, causing her to fret a little.

"Aw crap, I hope I didn't nick the blades already!"

She opened the bag to check while the cutlass recovered and came at her again. Worry was beginning to knaw at the corners of her awareness, lending a fresh sense of urgency to her desire to get back to the Merry.

"Oh good, they all seem fine. I think... come to think of it, seven blades is a lot," she realized with a sigh, easily dodging a series of attacks that her intuition warned her of in advance. "I hope I'm not biting off more maintenance than I can chew."

She turned her full attention to the man, still swinging at her. Now that she really looked at him, he seemed like someone had already dealt him a hell of a beating. Her crew? It stood to reason.

"Say, your buddies are gonna end up pretty far downstream if you don't fish them out," she said pointedly. "Let me give you a hand with that!"

The third man didn't go down as easily as the others, but Lana still managed to grapple him into the canal after a minute or two. The others were hauling themselves out of the water down the way, but Lana wasn't interested in going a second round with them. She high-tailed it back to the ship.

Lana's endurance was certainly higher than it had been a year ago. Her intense training had seen to that. Even so, her mad dash back to the Merry ended with her sprawled on deck in a panting heap, staring up at their jolly roger in a fatigued daze as sunset claimed the city of water. The light of the fading sun caught the cascading falls with brilliant resplendence, making it seem at a glance as if the city had caught fire in gleaming, jeweled tones of scarlet, pink and orange.

Nami interrupted her recovery, bursting out of the cabin excitedly only to deflate a little when she set eyes on Lana.

"It's not her," she called back into the cabin, audibly disappointed.

"It's not?" Lana asked with a cocked eyebrow. She pulled herself up off the deck and followed Nami into the cabin. "Who're you waiting for?"

"Robin's been missing all day," Nami informed her grimly. "One minute she was with Chopper, the next she vanished. She didn't say a word to him or anyone else."

"That's not that weird for her," Lana pointed out. "This is a big city, if she saw something that caught her interest-"

"That's not all. You'd better come inside," Nami sighed. "A lot happened today. I guess you missed it."

Lana remembered the thugs she'd dealt with on her way back. Like as not, they'd only recognized her because she carried a bounty. With a sickening start, she realized Robin also had a price on her head.

'Those guys couldn't do much more than hassle me. Could they really have gotten the drop on Robin? Her devil fruit power is formidable... but she's still not a fighter. Is it possible they took her hostage? Or worse?'

"Fine Nami, start at the beginning," Lana requested. "Tell me everything."

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