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woso-dreamzzz · 1 day
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The Melting Pot
Hardersson x Child!Reader
woso-dreamzzz Kids x Child!Reader (Princesse)
Summary: A melting point of universes
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The school building isn't one that Magda stared at a lot, despite it being just across the street from her house.
It was a selective school, only accepting a handful of students after hours of vetting and interviews. Magda wasn't quite sure what the requirements actually were but she's glad that she passed them.
"Morsa," You say as you stare up at the building," What if they don't like me?"
Magda looks out across the schoolyard, where a small handful of kids are playing around.
There's a section nearer the back with a few little babies. Another section with some kids playing around with a football. A different section with a climbing frame where one little girl is sitting at the very top.
"They'll love you," Magda assures you.
You didn't have the best run of schools in Germany, with one particular teacher scaring you into an anxiety attack so bad Pernille had to pick you up early.
It was one of the reasons that Magda had campaigned so hard for this school. The brochures and the reviews insisted that it was perfectly inclusive and because the pool of students were so small, the classes were really tailored to each child and their needs.
It was perfect and Magda thanks her lucky stares that she had secured a place for you.
"Intimidating, isn't it?"
Magda looks to her side to see a woman standing next to her.
"A little bit," Pernille says politely.
"We thought the same when we first came too."
There's a little girl standing next to her, staring up at Magda with wide eyes.
"It'll get better," Her mother says," I'm Alexia, by the way. This is my Pequeñita."
"Magda. And this is Pernille and Princesse."
"It's nice to meet you. But, really, it'll get better. My girls love it here."
Magda looks at the singular child. "Girls?"
Alexia smiles, jerking her chin to the other side of the road where a tall woman with dark hair is walking over with two children.
"My ex, Jenni."
"You talking bad about me, Ale?" Jenni asks good-naturedly. She's holding the hands of a girl with ribbons in her hair and the other on her hip is gripping the life out of a stuffed fox.
"Always," Alexia teases," This is Magda, Pernille and their daughter. They're new."
"I was wondering who got the new place," Jenni says," Nice to meet you. This is Bambi and Osita. I'd shake your hand but they're full."
Pernille laughs. "It's fine."
You shuffle a bit closer to her, tugging on the sleeve of your jumper as you walk into the schoolyard.
Pequeñita starts pulling away the moment she spots a pack of similar-looking children, zeroing in on the smallest of them and Alexia lets her hand go so she can attach herself to the girl.
Bambi also disappears off to a corner of the playground where a group of girls are making daisychains.
Osita sits in Jenni's arms.
"Hi, there," A cheerful woman that you identify as a teacher says," You must be Miss Harder and Miss Eriksson. It's nice to finally meet you all." She crouches down. "And you must be my new student."
"Hi," You whisper.
"Ah, a shy one. I think you'll fit right in." She looks back at your mothers. "We've still got fifteen-twenty minutes or so before school starts. You're welcome to hang around the playground to get her settled."
"Thank you."
You squeeze Morsa's hand tight as she leads you around the playground.
There are still a lot of parents hanging around so you don't feel awkward still clinging to Momma and Morsa.
You stay mainly silent as you stare out across the playground.
"Lots of blended families," Momma notes, jerking her head around the playground at where she's noticed exes and custody agreements that are clearly a little sour.
"Inclusive too," Morsa says.
There's a little baby wearing hearing aids sitting on her mummy's lap over in the corner with the rest of the babies.
"International as well."
You're in a melting pot of languages and culture, something you can pick out even over all the shrieking of the playground.
There's languages you recognise and accents that you don't.
You relax a little.
There's a shriek nearby and you turn your head to see that throng of similar-looking girls wrestling around while a tall woman sighs and her smaller partner tries to separate them.
"Big family," Morsa laughs as the smaller woman gets tackled to the ground by the rest of her kids.
You're still looking around when a football comes rolling to a stop in front of you.
You look at it.
A group of girls come running over.
"Can we have our ball back please?" It's one of the taller ones that ask, the one that looks fairly similar to the group that's tackled their mummy to the ground.
You nod, gently kicking it back. She grabs it, turning to go.
"What's that?" A smaller girl points at your bag.
"It's my Wolfsburg keychain."
"Wolfsburg? Like the football club?"
You nod. "We used to live in Germany. Wolfsburg is our German team."
"Who's your English team?"
"Arsenal."
The smaller girl shoves her way forward, holding out her hand. "I'm Bean," She says," My team's Arsenal too."
"And mine!"
"That's Bug. She's technically my niece because my sister Leah's her mummy even though we're the same age."
"Hi," You say, gently letting go for Morsa and Momma's hands to shake Bean's.
"And this is Peanut and Nena," Bean continues," We play football together. Tesoro too but she's late because her sister Lessi likes staying in bed as long as possible."
Bean passes the ball off to her niece, who does a round of fairly impressive keepy-uppies.
"Do you play?"
You nod. "I play keeper."
"Cool!" Peanut interrupts," We don't have a keeper yet! Do you want to play with us?"
"Yes, please."
You go to move away but Morsa draws you back.
"Hey," She says," We're going to go, alright? Are you good here?"
"Uh-huh!"
Momma gives you a kiss and a cuddle and Morsa does the same before you're released.
You run into goal just in time for Bug to release a wicked shock that you jump up to collect easily.
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thetreeofliberty · 9 months
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Undercover: 'Melting Pot' Collection, autumn/winter 2000
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eggoatt · 1 year
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i've been drawing homestuck characters as ponies for something like 8 years- here are the most recent iterations of my interpretation. some are from 2020, and the most recent are from last yr
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pratchettquotes · 1 year
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"What's slab?" said Cheery.
"It are chloric ammonium an' radium mixed up. It give your head a tingle but melts troll brains. Big problem in der mountains and some buggers are makin' it here in der city and we tryin' to find how it get up dere. Mister Vimes is lettin' me run a"--Detritus concentrated--"pub-lic a-ware-ness campaign tellin' people what happens to buggers who sell it to kids..." He waved a hand at a large and rather crudely done poster on the wall. It said:
"SLAB: JUS' SAY
'AARRGHAARRGHPLEEASSENNONONOUGH.'"
He pushed open a door.
"Dis is der old privy wot we don't use no more, you can use it for mixin' up stuff, it the only place we got now, you have to clean it up first 'cos it smells like a toilet in here."
He opened another door. "And this der locker room," he said. "You got your own peg and dat, and dere's dese panels for getting changed behind 'cos we knows you dwarfs is modest. It a good life if you don't weaken. Mr. Vimes is OK but he a bit weird about some stuff, and he keepin' on sayin' stuff like dis city is a meltin' pot an' all der scum floats to der top, and stuff like dat. I'll give you your helmet an' badge in a minute but first--" he opened a rather larger locker on the other side of the room, which had "DTRiTUS" painted on it--"I got to go and hide dis hammer."
Terry Pratchett, Feet of Clay*
*For the anon who simply requested "Detritus" -- I present you with the most quintessential Detritus moment I know.
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tomoleary · 11 months
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Simon Bisley Melting Pot #1 Painted Cover Original Art (Kitchen Sink, 1993).
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Simon Bisley Melting Pot Lord Tyler Cover Original Art (Kitchen Sink, 1994)
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Simon Bisley - Melting Pot: Book Four Cover Illustration Original Art (Kitchen Sink, 1994)
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There’s a bumblebee enjoying the snapdragons! 🐝
September 11, 2023
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Monster Massacre Special #1 cover. 1993. Art by Simon Bisley.
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8bit-mau5 · 2 months
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what's Xaya gonna be up to!!
He's gonna go on a small vacation with his matesprit Achara after his date with Cal.. they just want some calm, quiet alone time with their girls.. he plans to have a weekend away with cal sometime too :'3
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the-save-place-art · 9 months
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An archive video with not so good sound and video, but still... Love it!
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woso-dreamzzz · 6 hours
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how does the bambi and alexia situation work with pequenita in the melting pot
It would probably be very different.
I think because Jaume is still little and Pequeñita needing a lot of attention sometimes it would mean poor Bambi gets pushed a side a little bit.
It wouldn't be as severe as in Injured but still enough that Jenni (who would likely already have a custody agreement in place when she and Alexia broke up) takes over looking after Bambi for a while.
It would definitely be more so coparenting Bambi rather than either of the Injured endings and Bambi would get to choose whose house she's at every week
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infinitycutter · 11 months
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undercover aw00 'melting pot'
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Undercover: ‘Melting Pot’ Autumn/Winter 2000
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eggoatt · 5 months
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hi. phi zero escape furry moment
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fieriframes · 5 months
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[IT'S KIND OF LIKE A MELTING POT OF CULTURES AND CUISINES.]
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