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duchessofostergotlands · 2 years ago
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I just noticed while scrolling on Pinterest that Crown Princess Mary wore the same hat/hairpiece thing for all 3 of the baptisms of her 4 children. Do you know if there is significance to it or not?
There’s no confirmed significance to my knowledge. Some people like to make their own little traditions. She also wore the same brooch at Christian’s christening and at his confirmation.
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sanctespiritus · 2 years ago
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Baptisms: a public declaration of faith
For anyone drawn to Christ’s message, baptisms (or christenings) mark the beginning of a faith journey. When a baby is young and his or her parents want them to grow and learn about the Christian faith, this is common. Although adults are increasingly being baptised and welcomed into the Christian community, many Christian denominations still practise infant baptism. During the baptism ceremony,…
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tripletrouble23 · 4 months ago
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modelcoutureee · 1 year ago
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escapismsworld · 2 months ago
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Charlottenburg Palace
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Christen Købke
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indyang317 · 4 months ago
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#tobinheath #christenpress #preath #woso
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crankybugs · 9 months ago
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Happy Pride Skarloey Railway
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tcifob · 5 days ago
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When you dogsit, do you let the dog sleep in the bed or not?
CP: If I had a dog, they would sleep in my bed.
TH: But if you also had a partner named Tobin?
CP: Tobin would sleep on the floor.
TH: It's so true.
CP: Yeah, that's why we don't have a dog.
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nicky35 · 4 months ago
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wait so the white house chair really was the start of it all.
this was on october 27, 2015.
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holyblonded · 1 day ago
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‘merica baby | stargirl
pairings: uswnt x teen!reader
summary: your first camp with the senior team
warnings: estrella and sonnet 😭
notes: estrella menacing on a different continent alert 🗣️🗣️
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The sharp thud of your foot striking the ball echoes through the training ground, followed by the unmistakable snap of the net rippling as the ball rockets into the bottom corner.
“Again. Top left this time,” the assistant coach calls, tossing another ball into your path.
You barely break stride, your body moving on instinct. A sharp touch to control, a quick glance, and then, boom. Another strike, that lands right into the left corner of the goal.
From across the field, a group of veterans watches you closely.
“Damn,” Kelley mutters, arms crossed as she observes the drill. “She’s got a cannon on her.”
“Yeah,” Alex agrees, eyebrows raised slightly. “And she’s hitting those. Not just power, placement too.”
Megan lets out a low whistle. “Kid’s a sniper.”
“Didn’t she leave the Spanish youth team?” Sonnett asks, tilting her head. “Like, just dipped?”
“Yeah,” Alex nods. “There was some shady stuff going on with a coach, and she called them out. Said she’d never play for them again.”
That gets some approving nods from the group.
“Takes guts,” Megan says, watching as you send another shot flying into the top bins like it’s nothing. “Especially at her age. It’s admirable.”
“Wonder what she’s like?” Sonnett muses. “She’s been all business since she got here. Intense.”
Right on cue, Tobin and Christen stroll over, looking smug.
“Oh, she’s funny,” Tobin says casually.
The vets turn to them, eyebrows raised.
“You met her?” Alex asks.
Christen grins. “Yeah. We ran into her when she landed. Sweet kid. A bit mischievous.”
“Mischievous?” Kelley repeats, intrigued.
Tobin nods, smirking. “Cute too. We like her.”
With a shared glance, the veterans decide it’s time to introduce themselves properly.
As you line up another shot, you hear footsteps approaching. You glance up to see Megan, Alex, Kelley, and Sonnett standing nearby, watching you with amused expressions.
Megan gestures toward the goal. “You trying to break the net, or…?”
You wipe your face with the sleeve of your training top and shrug. “Just making sure it knows who’s in charge.”
Sonnett snickers. “I like her already.”
Alex steps forward, offering her hand. “We just wanted to come say hi. Welcome to the team, Y/n.”
You shake her hand, glancing at the others as they introduce themselves. “I go by Estrella.”
Megan grins. “We were just talking about you.”
“Oh?” You raise an eyebrow.
“Tobin and Christen said you’re funny,” Kelley says, nudging you playfully. “You hiding that from us?”
A slow smirk tugs at your lips. “Maybe. Or maybe I’m just waiting for the perfect moment.”
Megan throws her head back laughing. “Oh, she’s good.”
“Yeah,” Alex agrees, clapping you on the shoulder. “I think you’re gonna fit in just fine, kid.”
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“I’m fine, Ale. I promise to call you before I head to training tomorrow. Love you, bye.”
You set the phone down, hoping to catch some shut eye, but as soon as you flip over in your bed you are met with the eyes of Emily Sonnet. Instead of screaming you stare back oddly.
“Is this is what it’s going to be like in America?” You questioned allowed.
Emily laughed off your comment and held out a hand, as if she had just made the most normal entrance in the world. “Welcome to the USWNT, rookie. You’re mine now.”
You blinked. “I—what?”
Sonnett grinned. “We’re pranking the team. Right now. Get up.”
Before you could protest, she yanked you out of bed, shoving a roll of toilet paper into your hands. “We have about an hour before anyone starts waking up. Let’s make it count.”
And just like that, you were running down the hotel hallway with Emily, trying not to laugh too loudly as you worked your way through the rooms.
You both snuck into Kelley and Crystal’s room, careful not to wake them. Emily pulled out a Sharpie and drew an elegant mustache on Kelley’s face, while you gently placed a cup of water on the top of the slightly ajar bathroom door, ready to tip over as soon as someone went in.
Before leaving, you whispered to Emily, “Think they’ll murder us in the morning?”
“Oh, absolutely,” she whispered back.
The next on the list were Lindsey and Rose. The two were dead asleep, so you simply rearranged all their furniture to be slightly off. The lamp was upside down, their shoes were swapped, and Rose’s training gear was mysteriously replaced with an oversized hoodie labeled PROPERTY OF SONNET.
This time for the Mewis Sisters, you left a small Bluetooth speaker hidden under their bed, set to play an ominous whispering sound at random intervals.
You heard the sisters exclaims of confusion, making you and Emily snicker.
Finally, feeling victorious, you and Emily sprinted down the hall to your final target: Tobin and Christen’s room.
The plan was simple, flip their room inside out, maybe saran-wrap their door. But as soon as Emily reached for the handle, the door swung open on its own.
Tobin and Christen stood there, arms crossed.
You froze mid-step. Emily, to her credit, at least tried to play it cool. “Oh, hey, guys! Crazy seeing you here.”
Tobin raised an eyebrow. “Do you know what time it is?”
“Uh…” You glanced at Emily. She was no help, suddenly very invested in the carpet pattern.
Christen sighed. “Emily, go back to your room.”
Emily grinned, clapped you on the shoulder, and whispered, “Good luck, kid,” before disappearing down the hall.
You gulped. Tobin turned to you, shaking her head. “You’re coming with us.”
You frowned. “Where exactly am I—”
“You’re sleeping in Alex’s room tonight,” Christen interrupted, already texting. “You clearly need better supervision. I don’t even know how you and Emily got paired together.”
Your jaw dropped. “Are you serious? It was Emily’s idea!”
Tobin smirked. “And you went along with it.”
Minutes later, you found yourself standing in Alex Morgan’s room, rubbing the back of your neck as she tried to look stern—but you could tell she was holding back a smile.
“So,” Alex sighed, arms crossed. “You and Sonnett decided to prank half the team on your first night?”
You shrugged, a smirk growing on your face. “Technically, she decided. I just… assisted.”
Alex pinched the bridge of her nose but finally chuckled. “Alright, troublemaker, go to bed. I expect you bright and early at breakfast.”
“You know, you remind me of my mami. Your names are similar and you have the same disappointed looks on your face.”
You crawled into the spare bed, grinning slightly. Sure, you got caught and you got sentenced to Alex’s Supervision Jail, but it was better than your youth team days.
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You should’ve known that waking up to Emily Sonnett looming over you at six in the morning meant trouble.
“Rise and shine, partner in crime,” she whispered, grinning like a madwoman.
You groaned and rolled over, burying your face in your pillow. “Sonnett, it’s six. In the morning.”
“Exactly. Prime time for pranking. Now get up, we’re going big at breakfast.”
Your eyes snapped open in interest as you squinted at her. “Define big.”
Emily’s grin widened. “I’m talking Hall of Fame-level pranking. Something they’ll talk about for years.”
You sat up, now fully intrigued. “I’m listening.”
She held up a small bag of sugar packets. Or what should have been sugar packets.
“That’s salt,” you deadpanned.
Emily nodded proudly. “Indeed, it is.”
It was then that you knew today was going to be amazing.
The team had barely started rolling into the dining hall when you and Emily made your move. Some players were still half-asleep—Lindsey had bedhead, Sam was blinking blearily at her cereal, and Rose was sitting next to her, dead-eyed, barely functioning.
Perfect. You took a deep breath, then dramatically launched yourself onto the floor like you’d just been hit by a freight train.
“MY LEG!” you howled, clutching your shin like you’d been mortally wounded.
Chaos. Immediate chaos.
Crystal Dunn jumped up so fast she nearly flipped her chair. “Oh my God, are you okay?!”
Kelley almost choked on her coffee.
Rose, still groggy, blinked at you in confusion. “Did… did you just fall on your own?”
Meanwhile, behind the distraction, Emily was working her magic.
She snuck behind the food counter, swapping out all the sugar in the coffee station with salt. Then, she grabbed the last plate of pancakes, lifted the top one, and doused the bottom layer with extra-spicy hot sauce before neatly stacking them back.
Her final masterpiece? Swiping Megan Rapinoe’s phone and changing the autocorrect settings so that every time she typed yes, it autocorrected to I love Sonnett and Estrella.
Crystal was now kneeling beside you, a hand on your shin. “Where does it hurt?” You blinked. Sat up. Stretched your leg.
“Never mind,” you said brightly. “I’m good.”
The room fell into silence.
Crystal blinked at you.
Kelley groaned. “This is what happens when we let Sonnett befriend the rookies.”
The first victim: Lindsey Horan.
She took a long sip of her coffee, expecting sweet, comforting caffeine. Instead…
“WHAT THE—” She spat it back into her cup so aggressively that it splashed onto her sleeve.
“WHO DID THIS? WHO REPLACED THE SUGAR WITH SALT?!”
Emily and you kept your heads down, shoveling food into your mouths like innocent angels.
Then Megan Rapinoe took a bite of her pancakes and immediately contorted her face.
“WHAT THE ACTUAL F—”
She lunged for her water, chugging it in record time while frantically fanning her mouth.
“WHO DID THIS?!” she wheezed.
Emily covered her mouth, shoulders shaking. You could barely hold it together.
Then came Kelley O’Hara. She picked up her phone, started typing, then frowned.
“…I love Sonnett and Estrella?” she read out loud, confused.
Her head snapped up.
Emily lost it. She was laughing so hard she nearly fell off her chair. Now, the entire room was onto you.
Tobin stood with her arms crossed. “You two are menaces.”
Christen sighed, rubbing her temples. “We should’ve kept her in our room last night.”
Alex, ever the responsible adult, stood up. “Alright, you know the rule. If you pull off this big of a prank, you pay for it.”
Emily elbowed you. “This is where she makes us run.”
Kelley, still trying to fix her phone, smirked. “Oh, you bet they’re running.”
And that’s how you and Emily found yourselves running endless laps around the training pitch while the entire team enjoyed their breakfast.
Some of the devils even cheered when you passed.
“Was it worth it?” Emily huffed beside you.
You glanced at the dining hall window, where Megan was still chugging water, Lindsey was glaring at her salty coffee, and Kelley was angrily texting while her phone kept auto-correcting.
You grinned. “No doubt, man.”
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meantomilesmonday · 7 months ago
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Every time the writers use Miles as their personal punching bag he gets 1 Million kisses from Keiko. If you even care
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maskteeth · 28 days ago
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tripletrouble23 · 4 months ago
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We’ve come so far 😭
🎥: discord
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germanpostwarmodern · 5 months ago
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Home for the Elderly of the Schönstätter Marienschwestern (1971-75) in Koblenz, Germany, by Max Christens
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uswntpoc · 7 months ago
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And to my dear 1, thank you for blessing me with love, care, patience, and prayer. Thank you for being the best coach, the best training partner, and my favorite fan. I love coming home every day from training and making you watch film of the one good thing I did that day. And thank you for the army of angels you prayed upon me.
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venustapolis · 5 months ago
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Autumn Morning on Lake Sortedam (Christen Købke, 1838)
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