#kids football

[shorelinnes]

favorite lee know looks (2/?) ↳ superbowl (japanese version)

[willowser]

lately i've just been thinking so much about bakugou with a kid in sports, like. you're at the softball game and have to hold his hand the entire time to stop him from doing an aggressively whispered "fuck yeah!" and fistpump every time your daughter makes it to another base without getting tagged. and if she does get out, he's the first, and loudest, one to call "horseshit!!!!"

every other game the coach is pulling you aside to have a serious conversation about "sportsmanship", and even though he's the offender, katsuki is long gone, off on the field, carrying your daughter out on his shoulders while LOUDLY commending her for "squashing those nerds".

[wispscribbles]

do you think like. when ghost and soap were kids they competed in like some kind of sport? I’m trying to think of sports they have in Europe.

yeah idk jus a little thought I had. Johnny seems like the kind of child to play rugby. what other sports are there in Europe?

I keep thinking abt American football. I would play rugby if I could (I can’t)

I think Soap canonically played football (soccer) ! I love that for him. As for Ghost, I doubt his parents would pay for any lessons or hobbies. Does getting into fights count as a sport? I do have a headcanon that he was interested in ballet, but never told a living soul

[hunnam]

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 173

Danny might have made a mistake. On one hand, thankfully, his class hasn’t realized he’s Phantom, which is good. On the other hand, he’s somehow become their arms dealer after maybe, just maybe er, being done with Skulker’s shit when he was just trying to do his test and er… maybe beating him to a pulp. As Danny Fenton. 

Well, the good news is apparently everyone now thinks that he doesn’t fight back lest he accidentally snap someone’s spine. Which is honestly kind of nice to not have to deal with the harassment anymore. 

How has he become the fenton technology arms dealer though?! Legitimately, he has no idea how it happened except for sleep deprivation and someone mentioning how one of the places that they might be going to for the field trip was Gotham. 

At least everyone has their weapons and knows how to use them when some sort of clown-masked people decide to break into the mall and attempt to take them hostage. So. He guess he can’t complain, and at least he got food that doesn’t come alive in exchange. 

[housecow]

Who says you have to be one or the other? I think you could have lots of fun transitioning between a housebound cow on oxygen and the fattest soccer mom possible. Maybe it’s all in the timing, maybe start out as a housebound cow and shift into soccer mom mode later.

okay, this is hot as fuck. getting to experience the limits of what my body can handle and then losing a portion of the weight—not too much, just enough to be easily mobile again, managing my health as well. but i’m still, what, 350-400lbs?

the whispers i’d hear from the other parents… “she’s such a fucking cow,” “how much do you think she weighs?” “there’s just so much… flab!”

and little do they know this is my lightest from the last few years. that i’d been 600lbs at some point, needing help up from bed and from anywhere i’d plopped down to feast. that my husband had plumped me up to obscene numbers, reveling in the fact i was dependent on him for almost everything.

my present soft, full, wobbling figure is the result of hard work. not only to get active, but in denying both myself and my spouse. we know what we want, but it’s for the kids now! they need a mom that can keep up with them. sure, i get winded easily, can’t see my feet or even past my tits, but this is an improvement!!

others just see my huffing and puffing as a failure, when it’s the opposite. it takes dedication. the extra wide folding chair i pull out at every soccer game was bought with pride, and the way my husband squeezes that back roll he gifted me is comforting.

sure, it still takes a lot of food to keep up with being 400lbs… i still eat like a pig. sonic shakes at every game and countless fast food runs before 3:30pm school pickup. i RSVP to neighborhood/school bbqs and they have to spend double the amount on food (we chip in!) but it’s all a labor of love!

plus, when it’s just my feeder and i, he gets to tease me about it all. talks about how hot it was when i needed the walker. how much of a shut in i was compared to now—“remember when you couldn’t even drive because your belly was in the way?”

he’d lay a hand on my still-formidabile tummy, stretched out from the hundreds of lbs and a few of his kids. i know he wants so badly to get me back there, i can tell what he’s thinking. and if he started that process—funneling every night, telling me what to eat and when—i wouldn’t be able to stop him. but we’re responsible :3

[walserr]

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Our home has been completely demolished and homeless. In addition, my father has the only source of income that supports us, as we have been displaced several times, and every transition strips us of stability and hope. One day the walls were safe, leaving the survivors' family in a temporary tent, holding on to hope amid their broken dreams.

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[sportsthoughts]

Day 87 of offseason gifs - In The Room S05E05 - the pens throw a party to watch the 2016 superbowl!

[spidybaby]

To think that he's probably blaming himself when all he wants to do is play and win with his team.

I don't want to read people tweeting that "we should sell pedri" People need to understand he's not doing this on purpose, he's trying to get better.

[pineappical]

would calling this something like "the sun to his earth" be a little bit too cliche? maybe...

[purinfelix]

boyfriend with our son 🥹🥹🥹

[bonebrokebuddy]

So, my favorite canon explanation for the continued design choice of the brightass yellow bat symbol on Batman’s chest as the suit has gotten darker and darker is that it’s a target.

If a criminal has a gun and a massive black shadow comes at them, in their fright they’re going to probably shoot at the bright yellow target in the center of Batman’s chest, the purposefully most armored piece of his suit rather than blindly shooting at weaker areas of his armor, like the joints. It gives the criminals something to point and shoot at that’s not civilians or weak points in his armor.

But here’s the thing.

The utility belt is also yellow.

So, going with that logic:

He want them to shoot at he dick?!

Is that what he wants?

He dick be shot?

Why he want shot his dick?

[pedrilcvr]

perhaps a blurb ab kenan where he comes over for a dinner with her family and she can have a little sibling/cousin and he’s just smiley + makes them laugh and she’s like ohhhhh my god right okay. im screwed. LMK.

My love all mine — Kenan Yildiz.

Pairing: Kenan Yildiz x Fem!Reader

Summary: Kenan’s always got nervous during dinners with your family, but this time seemed to find solace with your nephew though, and watching their interactions had left you certain he was going to be the man you marry.

Disclaimer/s: none just pure fluff <3

A/N: im so ill don’t EVEN. this is such a small blurb buttt

Playing with the hem of your dress, you glance at your quiet boyfriend. A small bead of sweat trickling down his forehead as he tries to keep conversation with your parents. A small smile makes its way onto your face as you slip your fingers through his, giving it a tight squeeze of reassurance.

Kenan glances at you, his dimples showing as the corner of his lip tugs into a wavering smile. His eyes pleading with you silently, make it stop.

“Mom, dad..” You drawl out, “leave him alone, it’s been an hour. Give him a break.”

Your parents finally relent, but not without matching eye rolls. “We just want to get to know him!” Your mother persists, only stopping when you give her a look.

With your parent’s attention stolen to your sister, who was asking for help to get more juice. Your savior herself. For that, you give her a grateful smile, she simply winks in return.

Turning your attention back to your boyfriend, you find him deep in conversation with your sister’s son, Danny. You watch as Kenan makes a dramatic wide eyed expression. Danny is giggling as he shows Kenan something in his palm.

The sight of Kenan with kids, wasn’t unfamiliar with you. You’d seen him with young fans before, and although adorable.. you’d never seen him like this. Playful and giddy and with your own family.

Eye’s softening, you watch quietly, observing. It isn’t until your parents are back, their own smiles on their faces as they watch the interaction.

Your mother gives you a teasing look, mouthing, ‘marry him. Please.’

Shaking your head humorously, you laugh under your breath. But in the back of your mind, you couldn’t help but imagine it all. A life with kids, you and him. You smile at the thought.

A gentle squeeze to your hand pulls you back to reality and you face Kenan, “what?”

“I asked what you were smiling about?” He chuckles seeing the confusion on your face, “you were staring at your plate..?”

Blinking slowly, your eyes flicker across his face. “Nothing, I just love you, that’s all.” You grin from ear to ear.

Kenan mirrors your expression, “I love you too.”

DTS , @halfwayhearted

[uncanny-tranny]

Trans dude whose favourite NFL team are the Packers

[skate-the-onion]

World Championships + text post memes part 1/4 ( 1 2 3 4 )

[wahgifs]

STRAY KIDS - "ATE" TRAILER 🥠