#basketball hoops getting

[bramblequeen]

This was supposed to be posted later in the year but oops wrong button…

I do want to revisit this concept as the colouring was hella rushed and I’m not quite happy with it. A first attempt if you will. Something for 2024 though

Also why is Nomura slacking with regards to my Kingdom Hearts 3v3 Blitzball Spin-off game?!???

[cutemeat]

still kills me that some ppl are unsure if the cat in the wall metaphor was intentionally made to symbolize macden’s relationship cuz like…. they make it…. so… very… abundantly clear…. and then thats smth they make a point to bring up Repeatedly on the podcast

[steffigraf]

was about to reblog that gays and pe post and then i remembered that despite my love for watching sports i am actually the most unathletic uncoordinated person ever 💀 love that for all of u guys tho

[gourmet-trash]

this is probably gonna be less cohesive than the silly shit i usually post but i cannot stop thinking about it! as always highly, highly self indulgent.

So over the course of the last few months? Years maybe? Human time is ridiculous, frankly. But for however long it's been, it's obvious that they've developed some sort of function in their dysfunctional little group. Corinthian wouldn't say family, because they're not. Not him or Gadling, at least. And frankly Desire is closer in the bloodline, but they're all still tiptoeing around that point.

Well the rest of them are tiptoeing. Corinthian has made several very loud, very clear threats to indicate exactly where he stands on that front. It's one of the few things he and Dream readily and wholeheartedly agree on, actually.

Not the point.

The point is that whatever the hell it is they have, it's something. And it's...good, actually. Caring for things is something Corinthian knows he doesn't do well; it's either not at all or far, far, too much. To a point where it's usually better to shove it back down into the 'not at all' category. But the Walkers have wormed their way under his skin and burrowed too deep into whatever sort of heart he may have for him to deny that he keeps them there.

Sure, he's technically supposed to be doing the work of a Nightmare, pushing other humans to confront their (outrageously well founded, it turns out) fears of dentistry or some shit. But instead, he spends most of his time pushing the Walkers to overcome their fears of other things.

"Why the hell wouldn't you get that scholarship, Rosebud? I've seen the stuff you've written, and what you end up writing in the Library, and it's better than anything those other hacks would submit. Their prose is fucking awful."

"Jed, so help me God, if you spend one more day moping about that boy who looks like a damn toe, I'm gonna make him disappear so you might finally forgot about him!"

He figures he's all right, since Dream hasn't shooed him back out of the Waking World yet. Though there was a close call when he finally figured out about the whole "stabbing the immortal" thing. Apparently having explicit consent still wasn't enough to stab a guy? Ridiculous.

Gadling still lets him, of course. It's their thing.

It's also the only reason he continues to put up with the amount of stupid shit Gadling always feels compelled to talk about. Definitely the only reason.

"Stop making that face at me," he says without turning his head back towards the bar, instead watching Jed hurry to the back to get his bookbag out of Gadling's apartment. With a fucking key, mind you, because they're finally locking the damn door.

"Not sure what face you mean," Gadling lies, and sure enough, when Corinthian finally turns back, he's smirking at him. That annoying expression that says Gadling knows more than he should. Or, at least, that he thinks he does, and is wrong, which is more likely. Really.

Corinthian clicks his tongue, annoyed, and takes another sip of his beer. "You know, I think I remember you being less annoying when we met."

Gadling laughs outright at that. "Oh, really? Because that isn't how you acted."

"Didn't say how much less annoying."

Still chuckling, Gadling leans across the bar and kisses his cheek, because he's a pathetic sap. And Corinthian lets him, but only because why shouldn't he accept the attention of his hot bartender?

"I think it's sweet, is all," Gadling says when he leans back, of course after he's out of easy biting range.

Corinthian would roll his eyes if he had any. "What? Telling the kid to get his shit? Rose is gonna be here to pick him up any minute now."

Gadling is smirking at him again. "So?"

"So?" he repeats, scowling across the bar. "They're meeting that Lyta woman for dinner, and if Jed waits for Rose to get here to get his bag, she's gonna get distracted talking to you about some school shit, and then they're gonna go sprinting out of here late."

The way Gadling's expression softens does not make him any happier to be having this conversation.

"I know, Cor," he says, eyes crinkling in the corners, crows feet he's had since the fucking Middle Ages creasing the skin.

"Then why the hell are you--" the bell chiming over The New Inn's door cuts him off, and sure enough, Rose walks in, checking her watch as she goes. "Hey Rosebud," he calls, grateful for something else to talk about. Or at least someone else to talk to.

"Oh, hey! Is Jed ready?" she asks, looking around the pub.

As if summoned, her little brother -- who has gained several inches in height and will probably need new pants again, Corinthian realizes -- comes barrelling down the stairs and into the main room. "I'm here! I'm ready!"

Rose relaxes, smiling at him, but she turns towards the bar regardless. "Oh, by the way, Professor! I wanted to ask you about that--" "Rose, come on! I'm hungry!" Jed protests, pushing her towards the door.

"Ugh, fine! I'll email you, Professor!" she says waving at them both.

Despite all his previous urgency for dinner, it's Jed who turns around at the last minute and rushes back to the bar.

Corinthian raises an eyebrow. "You forget something kid?" he asks, only to find two gangly arms hooked around his waist in lieu of an answer, squeezing briefly but tightly.

Before he has a chance to figure out why the hell he's getting hugged, much less move to ask (or return it?), Jed is already rushing back out after Rose, calling over his shoulder, "Bye Uncle Cor!"

And just like that, they're out the door, bell jingling behind them, the chime of it ringing in his ears longer than he's ever heard it ring before. Corinthian doesn't even realize he's been staring, dumbfounded, at the spot where they'd last been until there's a warm hand on his forearm, seeping through his jacket and up to his elbow, drawing his attention.

Gadling's expression is soft again, but he can't find it in himself to be irritated by it. There's no room. Not when something else has started bubbling in his chest, effervescent and sharp and too hard to make sense of for him to try right now.

Gadling doesn't say anything, but when he leans across the bar again, Corinthian dips closer, feels lips against his forehead and warm, warm, warm.

He'll pick it all apart later, he knows. Tear at the nuance until there's nothing but shreds and doubt left behind. And further down, tucked away and rarely looked at, he suspects the Walkers will unknowingly bandage all those little shreds back together until there's nothing left to do but accept the way they've rebuilt their world and built all of them (him?) into it.

Whatever the hell it is they have is something good. And maybe even better than that.

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[martyrbat]

batgirl (2008) #2

[ID: a long, vertical panel of Cassandra Cain dressed in her Batgirl costume and confronting her sister, Marque. Cass is illuminated by the bright, full moon as she perches on top of a battered basketball hoop and looks down at Marque. Marque's back is to the viewer as she stands on the ground and looks up to talk to Cass. END ID]

[rarestdoge]

Hey Cam! Do you like to play sports? If not, what's your favorite video game?

"In more detail, I played a shit ton of basketball back in my high school days, and I was one of the best players on my team! It's just a small hobby of mine nowadays, though."

[alonsoings]

is he okay 😭

[ningtual]

i have a severe case of loserboyritis, the more loser a boy is the more i want to jump him like an animal

[buck1eys]

the fact that lucas max and steve are all sporty is not talked about NEARLY enough

[justhellacesome]

Now in regards to lighting, something Ive stumbled upon some time ago and honestly forgot about,

You have to take advantage of ur out of sight and out of mind mindset.

One of the this is lighting. Overhead lights lets you see EVERYTHING in ur room. The things that needs cleaning the thing you haven't finished and things you wanna do. This will obviously overwhelm you and just give you a headache, overstimulate leading to you to procrastinate. (I literally have to buy shaded glasses because my classroom has such bright lights i cant look at my professors at all.) Th

However, lets say you have a lamp, you turn it on and all you can now see is your desk, your schoolwork or your project and everything else is faded out. Out of sight and out of mind. And now you dont feel so overstimulated.

But this can also bite you in the ass too, cuz places that are not lit well and you have most likely ignored, will turn into a mess, so make sure to light up places that needs it, like the kitchen storage and such. Places thats needs to be kept cleaned.

(This is also curious however if eating at the table with a nice candle light would help with giving you reason to eat and something to look forward to that make eating fun. Ive heardnit somewher before but i think your Pre K adhd brain would like it.)

Just take lighting as something like a spotlight, adjust it and make it focus somewhere. Dont do overhead light if not necessary and you afford to, cuz you will just be left with an overall mess you wont be able to finish.

(I can say that from personal experience)

Pretty much just distract the kid so you can take over and do your work.

[jedi-bird]

Went and bought two large bags of potting soil and one regular size cactus/citrus mix. Used all of it in less than an hour. Replanted the geranium that came from my grandparent's house, finally planted my last rose, got the elephant ear tuber into a pot, and replanted all of the lemon bros (aka the Deke Squad) and the orange/grapefruit hybrid my partner's aunt gave me. Being outside for a bit today felt really good. It was a pleasant distraction.

I also did some sorting out this morning and found my old ikea bear; decided to keep him out and have him one of my old Rogue One shirts since they don't fit me anymore. I think it suits him.

[claitea]

i restarted my pkmn black file a while ago and just beat the elite four and i am feeling. so normal about n harmonia i swear. i just need a minute though going in his room shattered me

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

Does Jonathan have requirements before one of the other agents hold his head?

Jonathan: Oh absolutely! I require them to reach in and pick me up by the base of the neck first when taking me out. I am not too fond of being held by the sides of the head. Also I ask politely that they don't tap on the glass. One more thing... I may bite if I'm not treated with care. Not too hard of course, I'm a gentleman!

[a-wayofthinking]

i miss hooping

[samphnj]

my private school but I don't give you any context (hehe)

- Our favorite classroom is The Shed™

- God's middle name is Wilson

- Little Timmy is the resident ghost. And we love him dearly and reference him daily.

- Space issues

- Having to be in a class with a sixth grader while you are in a much older grade.

- You have much younger siblings taking the same classes as you.

- Can't do anything risky because we co-inhabit with a church.

- Having almost your entire staff quit over the summer (entire staff was like 3 people tho)

- Your principle being your english teacher

- Your history teacher also being your econ teach

- Having your teacher make you do the call-and-response claps in your high school class.

- Getting constantly infantilized by the teachers.

- Our graduating class is one (1) this year.

- We also only have one freshman.

- "What the HECKDY HECK are you FLIPPING doing?"

- No swears, nonono.

- The Shed™ being unreasonably cold

- Hank the Tank is the van that doubles as the bus.

- Having buses come pick you up for classes in the district (public) schools.

- Constantly being forgotten by said bus drivers. (Because the bus company FUCKING sucks, but not the drivers, we love them)

- We can't say Uranus, we have to pronounce it like uri-nus because apparently we're not mature enough.

- Being friends with everyone single person in the sixth to twelfth grades.

- The public school students thinking that you're homeschooled cuz no one even knows our school exists.

- Getting out in May instead of June for Summer break.

- The whole k-12 school can fit on one, normal-sized, public school bus.

[crappy-homestuck-confessions]

i went 14 years of my life having never had a crush on a fictional character and then in 2020 eridan and feferi came out of fucking NOWHERE and ruined my streak

i caught feelings for the fish real fucking quick

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