#so here’s kyra!!!

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DESCENDANTS OC PROFILE: Kyra of Agrabah

Full Name: Kyra of Agrabah (pronounced like Keira)

Nicknames: Keir, K

Birthdate: May 11, 1998 (Taurus)

Gender & Pronouns: Female, she/her 

Sexuality: Bisexual 

Appearance: Kyra has brown hair kept long and dark brown eyes. She stands at 5’3” with a lean build. 

Faceclaim: Mimi Keene

Family: Sultana Jasmine (adoptive mother), Sultan Aladdin (adoptive father), Aziz of Agrabah (adoptive younger brother)

Love Interest: Frederic Fitzherbert 

Friends: Iris Hercules, Princess Melody, Noelle Bonfamille, Tim & Jean Radcliffe, Arianna Fitzherbert, Wyatt Gothel, Percy McLeach

Personality Types: ENFP & Enneagram type 4

Brief Summary: No one looking at Kyra of Agrabah would be able to tell that she had spent the first six years of her life on the streets. But she had and it had only changed because she tried to steal from the right person. Aladdin and Jasmine hadn’t turned her away. Instead, they’d brought her into their family and given her something that she had always dreamed of. A family, one where she could always count on them whenever she needed someone to lean on. And sometimes, she still wished that she could know who her biological parents were and why she had ended up on the streets. But she liked her life. Sure, Auradon wasn’t perfect and sometimes things were weird, especially when Ben asked for some villain kids to come over from the Isle of the Lost. They change things for her, too, though. And maybe that’s what drives her to meet Frederic Fitzherbert, who might possibly be her complete opposite. 

Trivia:

Jasmine and Aladdin adopted Kyra after she tried to pickpocket him. Aladdin caught her and after ascertaining that she had no family or anyone else to look after her, proposed to Jasmine that they adopt her. She was six years old.

Kyra wished on a star once upon time in the hope that she’d be able to find a family. 

Kyra is much closer to Aladdin than she is to Jasmine. She and Aladdin understand each other in a way that she and Jasmine don’t.

Despite being the eldest child, Kyra is not in line to become sultan. She doesn’t care, though. Kyra has never wanted that. All she ever wanted was a family. 

Kyra’s best friends are Melody of Atlantica and Iris Hercules.

[trueishcolours]

[angelwishess]

୨୧ Someone More.

Not a fic; just rambling about Kyra healing from her trauma!!! Take this as an apology for that one angst post of her backstory LMAOO

Kyra has always been hurting. Even if she didn’t know it, even if she didn’t realize she was hurting there was still a part of her deep inside her heart that knew she was a little broken.

Her story is one of finding her place. Discovering who she truly is instead of the person she was forced to become.

She heals slowly, subtly. No one knew that she was ever in pain, or noticed how lonely she seemed when she first arrived. But even so, she doesn’t need them to notice, because it isn’t for them to know.

Slowly, she becomes brighter. More herself. Instead of the forced smile she had grown to be used to, she smiled genuinely. With her entire face, a grin so wide and so charming. With her heart poured out in every beat of laughter that vibrated from deep within her chest.

Throughout her time in Twisted Wonderland she had realized so many things. About herself, and about the people back in her world.

She had realized, she is human.

She, too, lives and breathes. She had blood running hot in her veins, she has emotions and she has humanity. She is human. And she deserves to be treated as one.

It took a lot to realize that. Of course, she couldn’t have done it alone. There were so many people who helped her without them even realizing it. Friends, teachers— everyone she has ever met, good and bad, has taught her something. Every single one had left an impression on her, and for that she is thankful.

She relishes in every interaction, every exchange, positive or not. It all reminds her she is human, and she finds beauty in it all.

In the end, it is her that lets herself heal. While others have helped her, undeniably so— Ultimately it is her that helps herself.

Kyra saves herself. And that is the best part of it all.

She isn’t a damsel in distress, she is not someone to be saved. She doesn’t need a knight in shining armor rushing in to save the day— because when shes faced with her monsters she’ll tear them apart herself, until her hands are raw and her knees are weak and her body is ready to buckle over from exhaustion.

But it wont matter, because she’ll always get back up. She’ll keep moving forward, keep living on because she knows she can save herself, and she is someone more.

[aurorangen]

Renee and Charlie were talking about Strangerville when a woman came over and introduced herself as Sergeant Dar'leen Neilsen (by @bloomingkyras). They talked about the disappearances to her and Dar'leen gave some useful insight into both cases, particularly about her experience with Strangerville and its dangers.

Transcript & Bonus:

Just don't let the police know.

...

Dar'leen: Excuse me, but I couldn't help but overhear your conversation about Strangerville. I'm Sergeant Dar'leen Neilsen, but you can call me Dar'leen. You two sound really worried…can I be of any help? Renee: Oh Sergeant! I'm Renee and this is my cousin Charlie. We've got a difficult situation right now.

[The two explain everything. First about the the disappearance of Vincent then about Veronica's letter] Dar'leen: You're right. You should find out if he's with relatives, if not I would report him as missing immediately. Report him to San Myshuno investigation department, Detective Reichmann's team is best at handling it.

Charlie: Yeah we should tell my Dad about this. We're all really worried at this point. Dar'leen: Ah I see! You are his family, you two do look alike! I was at a conference with him earlier. Charlie: My Dad is really busy now isn't he? [Dar'leen nods her head while reading the letter]

Dar'leen: From reading your letter [sighs] Strangerville. It's not a good place. You see I am from Oasis Springs, the only town closest to Strangerville, a few hundred miles [thinking back]. So I was part of this case and we travelled close to Strangerville. The town had a surrounding border, with lots of military personnel…

Dar'leen: They were strange people and all armed with weapons. By all means, they block anyone from entering, researchers, reporters, outsiders. Since no one is allowed in, there's not much information about Strangerville online, or from any outside sources. No photos, articles. It's all a secret really.

Dar'leen: Hmm and your friend here seems like she has business to take care of. I'd advise you to not get involved, Strangerville is too dangerous for everyone. No one really knows what's happening there. Renee: That's true. I'm just hoping it won't take too long and she'll come back…ask her about it then.

[They take their minds off things for a bit. Dar'leen talks about her daughter and Britechester University] Renee: Actually I'm heading back to campus very soon! I could show you guys around! Dar'leen: Unfortunately I won't be able to make it, that would help her out a lot. Thank you Renee!

…

?: [the other end of the line] Do you hear me? We cannot let the fucking police get involved in any of this! They'll find him and then-…arghhh! What's your plan now then eh? [adamantly] Just don't let the police know.

[kyraxyrespace]

[communistkenobi]

Hiiiiiiii Nick, so sorry if you've already answered this somewhere, but I couldn't find it. I was wondering if you have any recs for leftist literature that's somewhat digestible for people who don't usually read a lot of academic papers/journals and the like? Basically, theory for beginners, I guess. I've been wanting to start reading more theory and while everything you posted about The Authoritarian Personality was super interesting, I think that trying to read a 1000 page book right now would kill me 💀

(also definitely don't feel the need to answer, I just thought you might appreciate getting an ask that's not star wars related asjdjdjshdjdhsjdjfj)

oh god yeah do not start with authoritarian personality that thing is insane

There is a Marxism archive that has a page for beginners here (ignore the advice to read Capital. Like try if you want to but it’s not accessible at all in my experience lol, so I would not start there). That website gives you free access to a lot of theory, you can poke around there and see what you might want to read (if you scroll to the bottom of the page I linked it has a link where you can search by subject - so if you want to learn more about leftist feminism, or colonialism, or etc, you can do so). I’m not the most well read marxist unfortunately so I can’t give you detailed recommendations from the lists they give. I have read a bit of Lenin and found him to be quite funny. Also sorry this is skewing communist, I have only read a few bits of anarchist literature and wasn’t impressed with it (not a dig at anarchism in general, I just did not have a good introduction to it and because of my schooling I tend to spend most of my time with more critical/marxist lit). So don’t let that sway you, this is just my own bias and theoretical instincts.

Why Marx Was Right by Terry Eagleton (this is a book, sorry I don’t have a link) is fairly accessible, as is Capitalist Realism by Mark Fisher (this is very short, like under a hundred pages).

Also I KNOW I keep bringing this up but Discourse on Colonialism is such a fantastic essay (you can skip past the introduction in this pdf if you like and go straight to the essay). You don’t need to know all the theorists Cesaire is talking about or get all of his references. I think this is a very good introduction to colonialism as a force in the world. Cesaire is a fantastic writer, extremely witty and scathing while being incredibly insightful, truly a level of hater we should all aspire to become

There’s also the communist manifesto, which is very short and easy to read. You don’t have to pay too much attention to the historical stuff they bring up imo. This just answers the basic question of like “so what do communists believe exactly?” Even if you’re not a communist I think it’s useful to see these beliefs articulated in plain language.

If you want a book to read, there is Black Jacobins by CLR James about the Haitian Revolution (~200 pages). This is a history book written from a leftist perspective. I find reading about history very instructive because it alerts you to a lot of the problems with mass organising, all the sticky ways that class conflict manifests at all levels of society, and gives you context to a lot of leftist thought that, when detached from its historical circumstances, may seem weird or abstract.

I hope this helps!

[leofrith]

hii so i‘m way to invested in everyone‘s baldurs gate plays. can we see your tavs? I would love to see them haha😭

YESSSSSS i will happily take any excuse to talk about my tavs. 🥰 i'm sorry this took so long. i wanted to have their Lore™ a little more set in stone before answering this, but then i proceeded to make uhhhh 2 more tavs and a durge. 🤡

i am listing my characters in the order i created them. they're all good/neutral aligned because being mean in video games makes me break out in hives. aaaaand this is going under a read more because it got really fucking long. 🥴

marqwyn stoneheart

race: human

class: eldritch knight fighter

background: soldier

romance: gale

my first tav who i adore. ❤️ i stole her name from the very first character i created for a now abandoned dnd campaign (though she's nothing like og marqwyn). she's a former flaming fist who left their service due to the corruption she witnessed there. after leaving the city she became an independent soldier for hire—but she's a terrible mercenary because she's a bleeding heart who will help people because they need it, regardless of whether they can pay her or not.

she has dragged the party into many an unnecessary brawl because her charisma is literally in the negatives. we love a girl incapable of talking herself out of Situations. she also used to have two brown eyes before deciding to get herself volo'd during a brief moment of desperation-fuelled insanity.

her backstory has changed a lot since i first made her, mostly because i didn't really have anything in mind when i started playing. 😬 i also had no fucking clue what i was doing when i first started and it certainly shows (tons of missed content, didn't take enough long rests, completely missed lae'zel for the first ~30 hours of gameplay, have done quests in an extremely questionable order, etc.).

i romanced gale with her because the wizard had me by the jugular the second he opened his mouth, and buff wife who hits things with her big sword and her squishy wizard husband who casts counterspell is something that can be so personal. that being said, i do want to rework her character and do another playthrough with her, probably romancing wyll, because her playthrough is a mess.

i will now dip into the alternate canon that lives in my brain in which my next three tavs are allowed to coexist, so just stay with me here and trust in the vision ajgjsdgf

meadow moonwillow

race: mephistopheles tiefling

class: storm sorcerer, bard of the college of lore

background: entertainer

romance: karlach (or enya in the canon that exists in my head)

i made her specifically for my karlach romance run, because best girl deserves a little sunshine to match her own. meadow was born to play gigs in dive bars, but was cursed with a natural talent for magic. 😔 she'll use it because it's useful in a fight, i guess, but she'd much rather insult people to death. if there is shit to be disturbed, she will disturb it.

her and gale are best friends, because i think having some friendly spell caster competition with his bestie who (begrudgingly) lets him teach her wizard spells would be good for his mental health. her and wyll butt heads a bit at first, mostly because meadow's way of trying to comfort people is through humor, and her attempts to make him feel better about his new devil form come off as insensitive (inspired by the way i accidentally insulted wyll at the tiefling party in my meadow playthrough by joking that i was jealous of his horns. king i swear it was meant as a compliment!! 😭). eventually they become really close, which is certainly a necessity when you're both going on a vacation to hell with no set end date.

also my choice of name for her definitely has nothing to do with the fact that i am in the middle of watching the sopranos. definitely not.

landric sparrowsong, "the wrath-bringer"

race: human

class: oath of vengeance paladin, tempest domain cleric of ilmater

background: sage

romance: gale

his backstory is probably the one i've thought about in the most detail, mostly because he's a walking tragedy and i live for that shit. 🧍🏻‍♀️

he was once a school teacher and wasn't much of a fighter at all before his little village near baldur's gate was razed to the ground and his wife and (or so he thinks 👀) daughter were killed, at which point he took up his oath of vengeance. his favourite pastimes now include self-sacrifice and violently murdering evildoers, hence the "wrath-bringer" epithet.

he has been alone—mostly by choice, because he can't lose any more loved ones if there is no one left alive that he loves—for over a decade by the time he's infected, but the forced proximity means the companions very quickly get under his skin. he's very protective of meadow especially (when they're both in the party at the same time in the universe that exists in my head) because she reminds him of his daughter.

he is god's favourite sacrificial lamb, and is consistently the first to go down in a fight (inspired by me, constantly getting him killed by taking far too long to figure out how to play a support class). naturally i paired him with gale because i think the idea of a guy finally opening his heart to the love of another after over a decade of self-imposed solitude out of fear of being hurt again, only for gale to decide to take on a suicide mission just as they're finally realizing their feelings for one another, is soooooo good and tragic. ☺️

he has a soft spot for children, but being around them makes him sad and withdrawn (for obvious reasons), something that the companions notice pretty quickly once they get to the grove and see his cold exterior totally melt around the kids there. he carries a journal which he adds to often, either little blurbs or sketches of people he meets in his travels, ever observing from afar as an outsider.

he was actually a war cleric of mystra when i first multiclassed him because the idea of this man finding solace in his goddes during the worst years of his life only for that same goddess to tell the first person he's truly loved in years that he needs to kill himself is sooooo. anyway. but i decided to change it because war domain just wasn't doing it for me and also have you seen ilmater's whole deal?

also if he bears a close resemblance to my favourite unromanceable assassin's creed npc, that's just a coincidence (lying).

enya sparrowsong

race: human

class: beast master ranger/circle of the land druid

background: urchin

romance: lae'zel (or meadow in the canon that exists in my head)

enya is landric's very alive daughter. i made her in the character creator with no intention of actually doing a playthrough as her, which is a lie i tell myself every time i open the character creator. 😔

ideally she would not even be filling the role of tav at all, but that's obviously not an option for an actual playthrough. she spent her childhood hunting and gathering in the wilds and later pickpocketing her way through the darkened alleys of baldur's gate to survive. in the version of her backstory that lives in my head, she eventually caught the attention of jaheira (by trying to rob her), who then took enya under her wing. the harpers became a family to her, and she is with them in the shadow lands when we meet them at last light in act two. also depending on my mood on any given day, enya and meadow are either bitter exes or couple of the year.

she is generally very abrasive with most people she doesn't know well (her and lae'zel are very perfect for each other), but has a soft spot for animals and orphans. she likes her solitude and it takes a lot of effort to earn her trust (there's a reason she's survived alone as long as she has) but once you do, she's ride-or-die.

she has a raven companion and her preferred wild shape is a wolf, but i've also had a lot of fun using her wolf wild shape and a wolf companion for twice the mauling in combat (and twice the torment for shadowheart—thank you sam for pointing out that she would fucking hate this 😭). i also like to think that she's been helping shadowheart get over her fear of wolves.

her relationship with her dad is deliciously complicated!!! but that's for another post.

idunn

race: high elf

class: necromancy wizard/gloom stalker ranger

background: haunted one

romance: astarion

i haven't played as her much yet, and she's my first durge so i don't really know a ton about that whole background. but her brain is currently scrambled egg and she doesn't remember her past so i figure it's fine if i don't know anything about it either.🧍🏻‍♀️

she's trying so very hard not to kill people, and making up for the lack of murder by being incredibly rude to everyone she meets [astarion approves]. i named her idunn because i like the name but also in large part because i think associating the dark urge with the norse goddess of rejuvenation and vitality is really funny.

aelius lucilius

race: drow half-elf

class: light domain cleric of selune

background: acolyte

romance: shadowheart

he's my newest tav and the one i've played the least, so i'm still working out his backstory. i honestly just really wanted to romance shadowheart as a selunite, which is working out great so far because the shar is already out of the bag and now she loudly and openly hates his fucking guts. 🤪

[synintheraven]

Unpopular opinion but he looked SO good in this season - like, he is cute, handsome and most importantly HOT plus he looks so Lord-like in this season??

[insomtiny]

new caryn and connie video

[syninplays]

Unrelated because I don't remember sharing this here: there's this blog (aka @arsimtecture ) I run with a friend and where I share nice pixel interiors from both ts4 and ts3 (ts2 might come eventually, but couldn't find much that caught my eye under the usual tags) aaaaand I'm inviting all of you to share your pretty pixel interiors or builds with me there!

I admit I'm more likely to share stuff that looks more "realistic" but I'm willing to share any other style if you guys are willing to tag me or @arsimtecture in your posts! (You can also tag it as #arsimtecture as we track that one too ;)

[roylustang]

I truly feel like a dirtbagger. I’m so fucking dirty. Like just covered in it 24/7

[pretzelcarrier]

Happy birthday @flametongues !! I hope you have a good one :)

[kiegotakami]

in the best way possible. it’s possible that was all in my head

[elvgreen]

i've been working on this since beginning of september and i know everyone likes fall clothes for simblreen so here's me trying to accomplish both lol

all items are recolorable and compressed, also big thank u to @thornowl and @deniisu for their help on the minnie top, valeria shoes and kyra dress

melody top:

original, creds to korkassims

3.8k polycount

2048px texture

minnie top:

original, creds to yuyulie

7k polycount

2048px texture

jaded london anna top:

original, creds to charonlee-cc

texture is a little blurry bc of .dds srry

3.8k polycount

1st swatch has charonlee's bra, 2nd swatch with this bra

mary janes with legwarmers:

original, creds to miiko

1.4k polycount

valeria heels:

original, creds to madlen

3.3k polycount

elevates your sim

2048px texture

tiny seam visible where ankle meets leg

arltos shoes #85:

original, creds to arltos

they unfortunately can't be used with necklaces (didn't decimate well)

5.7k polycount

2048px texture

kyra rayne kiss me dress:

original, creds to charonlee-cc

7k polycount

2048px texture

sexy girl dress

original, creds to unknown66irl

polycount reduced from 21k to 11k (i know it's still rlly high i'm sorry! use with caution)

has little black spot in CAS fine in game

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[wileys-russo]

the good partner test II l.williamson

the good partner test II l.williamson

"but how do i know if they're worth the hassle? dating sucks!" steph groaned impatiently, swearing as her head thumped against the wall where she'd thrown it back.

"oo someone get steffy a helmet!" kyra mocked, sprinting out of the change rooms at the evil look sent to her by your fellow matildas teammate.

"well first of all you make sure they're not like kyra." beth chimed in with a snicker as she laced up her boots. "hey i think someone with energy could be good for her." lia defended as steph simply sighed, rubbing the back of her head with a wince.

"she needs a boyfriend not a man child!" "and who said energy means a man child?" "have you met kyra?" "she is not dating kyra!" "she needs someone calm, someone reliable." "you can be reliable and fun! she needs someone fun."

"i think she needs the two of you to stop talking about her and her love life like she isn't right here listening." you chimed in over the top of them, both girls falling silent as steph chuckled and squeezed your knee in appreciation.

"how many dates have you been on with this new guy now?" you asked curiously as steph paused to think. "mm three? but theres also bakery man and finance bro." steph retorted, the way she'd nicknamed her current escapades making you grin.

"can't forget tesco twat." beth added on as steph grimaced. "he is not on the roster, we called him that for a reason." the older girl rolled her eyes as you laughed again. "the roster? god you need to stop hanging out with kyra." you shook your head as the brunette shoved you playfully.

"it can't be considered hanging out if she invites herself over to see calvin and eat my food!" "stephanie i told you to change your locks, she had a key made for mine and leahs place too, the little freeloader."

"but, if you're not sure which of these guys to pursue seriously, and if thats something you're ready for. theres always the good partner test!" you shrugged as all three girls gave you a perplexed look.

"what? none of you have ever heard of that?" "no?"

"how do you think i have this?" you grinned holding up your hand, the rock of an engagement ring shining prettily on your finger, quickly lowering your hand with a wince at the glare sent your way by lia.

"sorry stephy." you apologized sheepishly, having been there for her the very day she'd handed back her own engagement ring to her now ex fiancé. "its fine! its been a few months now, and i know i'm better off." the brunette nodded to herself as the three of you quickly agreed.

"so, good partner tests?" "yes! they're just simple little things you can use on someone to see if they're a good fit for you or not. you know like ask them to peel an orange for you, see if they hold a door open for you? or you can present them with a problem where you know what the solution should be, and see if they come to that conclusion on their own." you explained.

"is that like an australian thing? because i have never heard of it." beth frowned as lia nodded along in agreeance making your eyes roll. "no! but it does work. i tested leah after we'd been on a few dates, she passed with flying colours and look at us now!" you held up your ring again as lia winced on your behalf at the gesture.

"you've been doing it for that long?" steph asked in disbelief as you nodded seriously. "since like, high school? dodged a few bullets here and there with it, trust me." you promised, the others looking on skeptically.

"you remember blake?" you questioned steph who shook her head as you sighed. "rat teeth?" you tried again quietly as immediately she perked up. "oh her! from when you played at victory? yeah yeah." the girl waved you to continue.

"well she failed the partner test, guess where she is now?" "with more teeth missing?" "ha ha. no, she's serving 5-10 for stealing money from her boss! bullet? dodged."

"i distinctly remember tell you to break up with her anyway?" "besides the point! if she hadn't failed, i could still be with her." you shrugged, all three girls still clearly unsure of your method.

"you don't believe me? fine! how about i test leah again and you'll see how it works. then you can try it on some of your roster?" you offered up, sarcasm dripping in the last word as steph pinched you.

"so which test is first?"

"lee!" you called across the change rooms, your fiancé lost in her own world as she glanced off into the distance clearly disassociating. "leah!" you tried again, frida glancing up and shaking her lightly as you shot her a smile and the defender raised an eyebrow in your direction.

"i forgot my socks, can i borrow your spares please?" you questioned, a lie of course but you had a point to prove. "my spares are my spares, what if i need them?" the girl retorted back and you were a little caught off guard by the unexpected response.

"but, you don't need them?" "well not yet, but if i did and i'd given them to you, i wouldn't have them. would i?" "so i can't use them?" you scoffed, the taller girl standing with a shrug and rolling out a kink in her neck.

"should pack your own spares babe, like i've been telling you to." and with a teasing honk of your nose she was striding off across the room and leaving you with your mouth wide open in shock.

"well, do we call that strike one?" beth snickered as you looked up at her with a glare, reaching out to smack her as she darted out of the way.

"here." you looked up at a tap on your shoulder, a kind smile and a pair of socks held out your way. "thanks less." you accepted them gratefully despite not needing them, not wanting to explain leahs failure to another person.

"theres more tests! you'll see they work." you huffed grumpily at the amused looks on steph and lias faces, hurrying to get ready as to not make yourself late.

~

"right. watch this!" you tugged on stephs training bib to get her attention, a break called mid session as everyone headed over to get a drink and stretch.

arriving beside your fiancé you held your hand out expectantly for the water bottle in hers, leah giving you an odd look. "what?" the blonde questioned bluntly once she'd swallowed the water in her mouth. "i'm thirsty." you reached for her bottle as she quickly took a step back.

"so get some water? its right there." her foot pointed toward the other bottles as you frowned. "babe just give me a drink." you tried for her bottle again as she held it out of reach.

"no! get your own, muppet." her spare hand pushed at your forehead as she turned away from you to talk to stina, once more leaving you stunned at the unexpected reaction as steph whistled with a pitiful smile.

huffing you tapped on the blondes shoulder who turned around, raising an eyebrow. "yes?" "can you get me a water please?" you asked with a hopeful smile, your fiancé staring at you silently for a moment. "love are you concussed?" she questioned with furrowed eyebrows, a hand pressed against your head as you pushed it off.

"no! i'm thirsty." you again tried for her bottle as she stepped back and moved it. "well as i said, theres water right there. so drink some!" leah gulped another mouthful before tossing her bottle down on the used pile and jogging off back to the pitch.

"that was painful." beths arm slung over your shoulder with a whistle and a shake of her head. "get off! theres more tests, its just...an accident." you tried to excuse your fiances thus far horrible scores as beth held her hands up defensively.

once more you felt a tap on your shoulder, turning as yet again alessia stood there with a new bottle of water offered to you. "thanks less." you sighed with a smile, accepting it gratefully and falling into conversation with the striker until the whistle blew for training to recommence.

~

"look! this is an easy one." you interrupted steph mid sentence as the pair of you filed back toward the doors, most of the team already inside and very hungrily headed to the cafeteria for lunch.

hurrying ahead a little you waited by the now closed door, leah trudging toward you deep in conversation with one of the physios, sure enough pulling it open but you quickly ran right back into it as she pulled it closed after her.

"shit are you alright?" steph asked with wide eyes as you clutched your throbbing nose, though it was your pride which felt most wounded as steph hurried to pull the door open for the two of you, assuring her you were fine as you both headed for lunch.

by the time you'd collected your tray of food your hands were full and so were most of the tables, you and steph headed for your usual spots where sure enough it seemed as though your fiancé had saved you one next to her.

steph took a seat beside lia who pulled her chair out for her given both of you were laden down with your trays, however when you arrived expecting leah to do the same, she was too busy talking vic's ear off across the other table to even notice you arrived.

you cleared your throat, just loud enough for her to hear though it did nothing to deter her as she glanced up to flash you a smile before turning right back to continue almost yelling across the room in conversation.

of course someone else helped you out, alessia leaning over to push your chair out best she could from the awkward angle as you sat down, cheeks flushed red with embarrassment at the look of glee on beths face and the obvious pity on steph and lias.

still you were determined to continue, but now much more so for your own research than stephs.

which is why a short while later when leah was finally present enough to kiss your cheek hello, you nudged her and engaged in the next test, something she'd done a hundred times over and surely couldn't fail.

"baby can you peel this for me please?" you held out an orange toward the defender who frowned. "you're nearly twenty seven years old and you can't peel your own orange?" leah snickered, the usually playful comment doing nothing to amuse you.

"i got my nails done yesterday lee, can you just do it for me? please?" you remained composed, pushing it a little more toward her. "wouldn't the nails help you peel it more effectively?" she questioned as you caught beths eye who mouthed 'strike three' and made an out gesture with her hands before lia shoved them back down.

"oh forget about it." you huffed, placing it back down on your tray as leah shrugged, picking up her final piece of toast and turning to talk to kim who was sat on her other side.

"give it here." alessia chuckled, snatching your orange and starting to peel it, ignoring your protests you could do it with a wave of her hand and within seconds it was placed back down, the younger girl even getting up to dispose of the peels as she took her empty tray and headed off.

the final nail in the coffin was when leah stood to take her tray back and you held up yours, this time out of instinct and not even intended as a test.

"what your arms broken?" the blonde snickered, taking off and leaving your tray in your hands as you watched on, speechless and now defeated to say the least.

"do they have a strike five in baseball? or six? maybe even seven?" beth pondered as you slumped down into your seat. "she failed. every. single. test." you stared blankly at the table, head swimming with a pool of insecurity.

"hey but they're not real tests! she loves you more than anything, you know that." steph quickly moved to sit beside you, arm draped supportively over your shoulder.

"yeah if those tests were real all they showed us was you should be dating lessi, not leah." beth snickered, whining as lia pinched her harshly and mumbled something about being supportive.

"oi cheer up! look at that rock on your finger, would you have that if leah wasn't a good partner? would you have put up with her all these years if she wasn't? through the dirty dishes, the unfolded laundry, the lack of any culinary skills whatsoever, the-" again both lia and steph winced as beth started strong but very quickly began to fly downhill.

"i think i have to break up with her." you decided with a nod, pushing your chair back and grabbing your tray. "i-you what!" steph scrambled to follow after you as you only nodded and repeated the words.

"you're joking right? tell me this is a joke?" steph questioned as you shrugged, head still ablaze with disbelief at how poorly your own fiancé had done.

as you made your way to the media room for the final part of the day to study this weekends opponents, it seemed even steph was determined to give leah some credit as the two of you took your seats.

despite having left before you the blonde arrived after you, chattering away to lotte as you were too lost in your own bleak world to even pay her any attention.

"leah! do you wanna sit here? with your fiancé? i can move!" steph intervened, standing and offering her chair to the english woman who gave her an odd look. "nah you're fine steph, i see enough of her home." and with a chuckle off she went, taking now stephs final hopes along with her.

"jesus mate maybe you should break up with her." the older girl whispered causing a smile to tug at your lips as you knocked your knee into hers, renée calling for everyone's attention as the last of the chatter faded out and the lights dimmed.

if leah clocked anything was wrong between the two of you on the stoically silent drive home, she made no move to show it as she simply turned the radio up louder and sang along, barely glancing at you despite the simmering anger which was starting to radiate off of you with each road closer to home.

"babe should we get takeout for din-" "i want a divorce leah."

with those words you unbuckled yourself, grabbing your bag from the back and storming off inside, leaving the girl in the car behind you with her mouth hung wide open and your voice echoing in her ears.

coming to her senses at the slam of the front door she scrambled after you, leaving her bag behind and not even locking the car as you heard her fly inside and frantic footsteps pound against the floor as she called out for you.

"what the fuck do you mean you want a divorce? we're not even married yet!" leah came hurtling into the bedroom a hundred mile an hour, finding you sat on the bed unlacing your trainers.

"right well i want to break off the engagement then. get out! dickhead." you hurled a shoe at her which she barely ducked, flopping down into bed and rolling over to show her your back.

"excuse me would you mind telling me whats happened between us having sex in that bed this morning to you now slumped over in it wanting a divorce or an annulment whatever the fuck its called!" leah spat, crossing her arms over her chest and you could feel her eyes bore into you.

"you happened! you failed every single test today and do you know how embarrassing that is? we were engaged leah!" you sat up to huff at her with an evil look before flopping down with your back to her again.

"um last time i checked prior to you losing your actual fucking mind we are engaged! not were, are!" you felt the bed dip as she leaned over you and grabbed your hand, hold it up beside hers so both of your rings were visible.

"fine!" you sat up again, pushing away from her and stalking toward the front door. "what are you doing?" leah groaned dragging her hands down her face. "i'm taking off your engagement ring and its going in the dirt!" you announced, tugging it off your finger and holding it up with a sarcastic smile.

"oh no you're not!" you yelped as hands grabbed at you, pulling you away from the bedroom door as leahs leg shot out to kick it closed and she dragged you back to the bed.

"what. is. wrong. with. you?" the blonde grunted as the two of you wrestled on the mattress, you trying to get away and her trying to wrap you in some sort of death grip so you couldn't.

"let me go!" "no!" "you're an asshole!" "and you're crazy!" "get off me leah! right now!" you ordered, trying to wriggle down the bed before she moved to sit her full bodyweight on top of you, effectively pinning your flailing limbs beneath her knees.

"not until you tell me what the hells going on and why you're acting like this!" the blonde demanded with a glare as suddenly everything building up hit its tipping point and you went limp beneath her.

"why wouldn't you peel an orange for me leah! or share your water! or your socks! or open a door for me! or take my tray! you're supposed to be my fiancé!" you shouted up at her, voice cracking as leah looked down in bewilderment and you went limp beneath her.

"thats what this is about?" leah questioned as you groaned loudly, tugging your hands free to cover your face. "yes leah!"

"tests i failed...those were all tests? to what? see if i'm marriage material?" the english woman moved off of you as you both sat up in bed, a deep sigh leaving you as shook your head.

"steph is dating a bunch of guys and wasn't sure how to tell if any of them are worth the effort. so i was telling her an easy way to find out is a good partner test. like asking someone to peel an orange, or seeing if they open a door for you, or share socks, or their stupid fucking water bottle!" you smacked your fiances arm several times before she caught your hands in hers.

"i tested you years ago and you were the most kind hearted, funny, chivalrous, thoughtful person i'd ever met. so of course when steph didn't believe me that the tests work, i said i'd test you again to show they did." you continued to explain as leahs face paled.

"only you failed them! because you're a stupid selfish dickhead!" you grunted trying to pull your hands free though knowing it was to no doubt smack her again leah held on tightly.

"baby. you can't seriously think a few tests can determine something like that?" leah asked in disbelief as you rolled your eyes. "well apparently not leah because if they did then today showed i should be dating less. not engaged to you!" you pulled your hands free and turned away from her with a scowl.

"leah if you laugh right now i will turn around and punch you in the mouth." you grumbled in warning, hearing an ever so slight chuckle from the blonde beside you.

"you know i think i fell in love with your australian charm, its just so...aggressive. its quite hot!" leah hummed as you felt her lay down, nudging you with her knee when you didn't respond.

"my love. the love of my life. the most beautiful girl i've ever met and the most wonderful woman i get to call my wife soon...hopefully?" leah started as you continued to face away from her glaring at the wall.

"i am very very very sorry for not sharing with you or peeling your oranges and temporarily forgetting how lucky i am to have you. whats mine is yours and clearly i had some sort of brain aneurism today to forget that." leah continued, warily wrapping an arm around your torso, shuffling herself closer when you didn't push her away.

"come on my girl. do you want me to beg? i'm not above begging for forgiveness." you felt her lips gently kiss at your neck as her hand rubbed up and down your side. "it would be a start." you muttered honestly, and within seconds she was knelt down on the floor in front of you.

"please please please please please. will you continue our engagement?" she held up your ring she snagged from the floor where it had fallen, having to resist the urge to smile at her theatrics.

"fine." you gave in with a sigh, offering your hand as leah grinned and slid the ring back onto your finger, quickly trailing kisses all the way up your arm as you couldn't help but laugh.

"get off! idiot." you yanked your arm back as the defender puckered her lips expectantly and you raised an eyebrow.

"i want chinese for dinner, and a back massage." "done!" "and that massage is so be proper, not half assed where you poke me a few times then demand its your turn." "done!" "you do all the laundry on monday." "done!"

"and no watching the golf or the darts for a week." "alright now you're pushing it woman." your fiancé warned as you grinned.

"no golf or darts for three days and you go and make me a cup of tea while i order dinner?" "done. earl grey or english breakfast?" you looked up at her with a slack jaw before she smirked.

"only joking! english breakfast." she flicked your ear and took off out of the bedroom as you sat bolt upright.

"its earl grey leah!"

[mapis-putellas]

𝑩𝒊𝒈 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒊𝒆/𝑳.𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒔𝒐𝒏

Famous!Reader x Leah Williamson

The hum of the engine filled the car as you drove through the winding streets, your baseball cap pulled low over your forehead and sunglasses obscuring most of your face. A hoodie hung loosely over your head, shielding you from prying eyes. This wasn’t your usual look, but fame had its costs, and slipping into Arsenal’s training grounds unnoticed was far easier when you weren’t instantly recognizable.

You parked in a discreet corner of the lot, pulling out the access pass Leah had given you months ago, a small smile tugging at your lips as you remembered her smug little grin when she handed it over. “You’re VIP now,” she’d teased.

The memory warmed you as you walked toward the pitch. It had been a grueling week away filming, and the distance from Leah was starting to gnaw at you. FaceTime calls and hurried texts weren’t enough, not when you were so used to tangling your limbs together every night, talking until sleep overtook you.

You slipped through the entrance, flashing the pass to the staff member at the gate. The pitch came into view, a burst of green under the midday sun, dotted with players in Arsenal training kits. Your eyes scanned the field immediately, searching for the blonde ponytail you knew better than anything else. Leah was there, of course, laughing as she shoved Alessia lightly after a playful tackle. Even from this distance, the sound of her laugh was almost tangible, wrapping around your chest and coaxing you forward.

It appeared to be water break time, and the players dispersed toward the sidelines toward the coolers. Before you could approach Leah, a voice rang out behind you.

“Oi, isn’t that who I think it is?”

You turned to see Beth sprinting toward you, her grin wide. Alessia wasn’t far behind, and Kyra jogged over as well, all three of them clearly thrilled by your sudden appearance.

“Beth, shhh!” you hissed, your hands flying up as if to stop her excitement from drawing everyone’s attention.

“Shhh? You’re here in sunglasses and a hoodie like a celebrity in hiding, and you want me to shush?” Beth teased, pulling you into a quick hug. You squeezed her tightly before pulling away, swiping the hood off of your head and adjusting your sunglasses to rest on top of the baseball cap.

Alessia beamed at you as she took your hands and jumped up and down excitedly. You couldn’t help but mimic her movements. “It’s been ages since we’ve seen you! Leah’s been unbearable without you around, you know.”

“She hasn’t stopped talking about you,” Kyra chimed in, smirking. “Every two seconds, it’s, ‘My girl this, my girl that.’”

You laughed, though your cheeks flushed at the thought. “Alright, alright,” you said, gently nudging Alessia. “Where is she, then?”

Beth opened her mouth to respond, but she didn’t get the chance. A blur of blonde came barreling toward you, and before you knew it, Leah was there, pushing past her teammates with a single-minded focus.

“Out of my way!” she barked, though her grin gave away her excitement.

“Leah,” you breathed, and that was all it took for her to throw herself into your arms. Her hands found their way around your neck, fingers tangling into the hood of your sweatshirt as she held you close.

“God, I missed you,” she murmured, her voice breaking slightly.

You wrapped your arms around her waist, lifting her off her feet as you swayed her gently back and forth. “I missed you too, baby,” you whispered, your cheek pressed against the side of her head.

When you eased her back onto her feet, Leah didn’t let go. Her arms stayed around your neck, her face buried against you as if she couldn’t bear to let you go. You cupped the back of her head, your fingers threading through her hair.

“Are you crying?” you asked softly, noticing the tears glistening in her eyes when she finally looked up at you.

“Shut up,” she muttered, though her cheeks turned pink as she laughed. “Maybe a little.”

You kissed her forehead, your lips lingering there as you cooed softly. “You big softie,” you teased, though your own heart felt full to bursting.

Leah sniffled, a shy smile tugging at her lips. “Don’t tell the girls,” she whispered.

You chuckled, pulling her back into your arms for another tight hug. “Your secret’s safe with me.”

When you finally let go, her teammates were standing nearby, grinning like Cheshire cats.

“Aw, Leah’s crying over her girlfriend,” Beth teased, nudging Alessia.

“Shut it, Beth! You cry over Viv all the time.” Leah shot back, though the flush on her face only deepened.

You laughed, pulling Beth into another hug before greeting Alessia and Kyra properly with hugs too. “I missed you guys too,” you said, smiling warmly at them.

“We missed you more,” Alessia replied with a wink.

“Alright, alright,” Leah cut in, slipping her arm possessively around your waist. “That’s enough of that. She’s mine.”

You raised an eyebrow at her. “Jealous, are we?”

“Always,” she admitted with a grin, leaning in to press a kiss to your cheek.

After some more teasing from the team, Leah tugged you aside, her hand firm but gentle on yours. “Stay and watch?” she asked, her eyes pleading. “It’s not the same when you’re not here.”

“How could I say no to that face?” you replied, brushing your thumb over her cheek.

She lit up, pulling you into one last hug before reluctantly letting you go. “Sit over there,” she said, pointing to a bench just out of the way. “I’ll keep looking over to make sure you’re still here. Don’t move a muscle. You hear me?”

You rolled your eyes playfully but nodded, settling onto the sidelines as she jogged back onto the field. Her teammates gave you knowing smirks, and Beth even waved cheekily before Leah swatted her arm.

From your spot, you watched as the team resumed their drills. It was a strange kind of peace, watching her like this, so focused, so alive in her element. The noise and chaos of your own world seemed to melt away, leaving only the steady rhythm of the game and the quiet joy of being near her.

When practice ended, Leah was the first to run toward you, her face flushed and glowing with exertion. “Alright, superstar,” she teased, grabbing your hands and pulling you up from the bench. “What’d you think?”

“Not bad,” you replied, feigning nonchalance as you pulled a hand out of her own and brushed away the baby hairs stuck to her forehead. “I’ve seen better”

Her jaw dropped in mock offense. “Better? Excuse me, I am the best.”

You laughed, leaning up to kiss her lightly on the lips. “You’re the best, baby,” you admitted, your voice soft enough for only her to hear.

She grinned, pulling you closer. “Damn right I am.”

As the team filtered out, you walked hand in hand with Leah toward the changing rooms, her fingers laced tightly with yours.

“Stay tonight?” she asked, glancing over at you.

“Of course,” you replied without hesitation. “I’m not going anywhere.”

Leah smiled, her eyes soft as she pressed a kiss to your knuckles. “Good,” she said. “Because I’m not letting you out of my sight again.”

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