basketball score

Cooking with boyfriend!Tom
  • “recipes are just guidelines, you don’t have to use them exactly” he says, reaching for a spice that would ruin the dish
  • he’s a simple man with simple desires. he loves a good cheese toastie or sunday roast dinner but they taste to much better when you do it!!! (he swears)
  • even though you decided on where to put everything in the kitchen together, he forgets where everything is and has to do at least one lap around the cabinets and drawers before he finds what he needs 
  • when you guys are tidying up while the food is in the oven, he starts to dance around you, whether they’re serious or silly moves depends on his mood
  • if he’s cooking alone he listens to music, usually singing along
  • sometimes it will be a soft, under his breath sort of thing but if he knows you can hear him in the next room, it’s loud and off key to make you laugh
  • “hey look at my knife skills” then does a very average cuts of an onion
  • always drops at least 5 crumbs of whatever he makes on the floor then looks up at you with a sheepish smile and a “whoopsie”
  • has a ‘one for the bowl, one for me’ sort of attitude when he’s preparing food
  • if his food turns out bad, he always will demand “whO COOKED THIS????” to make you laugh
  • “yeah, i mean we could cook….i mean we COULD. Or we could just…order a curry?”
  • tries to throw things into the pot from a while away, like he’s playing basketball
  • “he shouts, he SCORES” he laughs when one mushroom cap lands in a saucepan 
  • you both sneak scraps to tessa but keep trying to hide to from one another
  • he loves to cook when he’s a had a few, so you’ll be propped up on the island, watching him as he puts a frozen pizza in the oven. “babe what if we used our feet to eat instead of our hands?” he asks, completely serious when setting the timer
  • once you’re finished cooking and eating, he reaches across your plate to steal a food before you grab his wrist and he GIGGLES because he’s so cheEKY
  • somehow always manages to burn popcorn every. single. time. like he never learns????
[ENG] Kris Wu - “6″ Lyrics

bold = original lyrics
regular font = translation
italics = chorus

Lyrics: Kris Wu
Composed by: Kris Wu, Kevin Shin
Produced by: Kris Wu, Kevin Shin

World wide tour yayayaya yaya
看什么 6 你和我 走一波
Whatcha lookin’ at
You and me
We’re in this together
兄弟 义气我们的 crew 不太讲道理
Loyally representing our crew
No need to explain
Only on me know
我的 flow 从来都暴力
My flow has always been powerful
It was all a dream
All the same
Big house big dreams
You and I, we’re the same
谁又不希望有 mula 那么多
Who doesn’t wanna have lotsa mula
Who doesn’t wanna drive sports cars out every day

It was all a dream
Used to read word up magazine biggies thang
You and I, we can make it
My plane takes me all the way to Madrid
When I open my mouth, it’s a fatal strike
When I open my mouth, you’re already resigned to your doomed fate
饶舌带着旋律你说 666
Tongue rolling with the melody, you say 666
Ayo I invented this flow 66
The world be the kitchen
I be the chef cookin the oven steph curry them refs
No pain no gain rain the trey
Fall back and fade away triple team mvp
Call me the legacy
I’ll go out in my private jet
出门要带 rolies bvlgaris
Gotta bring rolies bvlgaris when I go out
收藏的 jordan 最好合作 supreme
The jordans that I collect go well best with supreme
Only f**k with mother f**kers on the first team

World wide tour yayayaya yaya
看什么 6 你和我 走一波
Whatcha lookin’ at
You and me
We’re in this together
兄弟 义气 我们的 crew 不太讲道理
Loyally representing our crew
No need to explain
Only on me know
我的 flow 从来都暴力
My flow has always been explosive
It was all a dream
All the same
Big house big dreams
You and I, we’re the same
谁又不希望有 mula 那么多
Who doesn’t wanna have lotsa mula
Who doesn’t wanna drive sports cars out every day

You’re dumb till you can’t even see my skill
Can’t see that China’s helping you to rise
You think that you’re suffering because you’ve been eliminated
Can’t see that the finalists around you have even more skill
看你站在这里 diss diss 丑陋模样
Seeing you just stand here, diss diss, lookin’ like shit
Can’t hide it no more
You’re just pretending to be what you’re really not
Rollin eyes rollin dies doubt me twice popped me nice
And I knew to get back at once that my dream no one can slice
My brotherhood
Please watch the show
Brain-washing melody like this heavy downpour
Writing out my feelings
My brotherhood
Please watch the show
我们太多火力我们代表 holy
We’re blazin’, we’re holy represent
No one gives a shit about you
Don’t fk with my shit
我链子不嫌多 我终点从不拖
My chains are never enough
I’ve never dragged out my endings
有遗憾不用说 看谁把你带火
No need to mention any regrets you have
Look at who made you popular

World wide tour yayayaya yaya
看什么 6 你和我 走一波
Whatcha lookin’ at
You and me
We’re in this together
兄弟 义气 我们的 crew 不太讲道理
Loyally representing our crew
No need to explain
Only on me know
我的 flow 从来都暴力
My flow has always been powerful
It was all a dream
All the same
Big house big dreams
You and I, we’re the same
谁又不希望有 mula 那么多
Who doesn’t wanna have lotsa mula
Who doesn’t wanna drive sports cars out every day

6 = slang for “awesome”
mula = moolah = money
biggies thang = biggest thing
refs = referees
trey = (in basketball) a shot scoring three points
rolies = Rolex (watch)
bvlgaris - Bvlgari (accessories)

translation: @wu_yi_fan

anonymous asked:

the s and m daughters being turned into pocket vampires!

AHHHHHHHH THIS IS ADORABLE AND I LOVE IT LOL. @diabolik-reacts Look! You trendsetter, you. <3 Excuse the dad jokes here.


Shu: When Shu wakes up from a nap on the couch, he wonders where his daughter ran off to. It wouldn’t be good if he lost her again, so he decides to get up to search for her. Walking through the kitchen, he hears a plate smashing to the floor and pauses. Could it be a mouse? When he takes a closer look, his daughter had turned into a pocket!vampire, and he picks her up with his fingers to grab her attention. He can’t help but wonder if Reiji tested on her again.

“You’ve certainly taken on your mother’s troublesome traits, little one…”

Reiji: Looking through his books, Reiji had left his daughter to her own devices until she had suddenly disappeared from the room. Raising an eyebrow at the situation, Reiji calls out for her. When she doesn’t respond, Reiji decides to leave the room, only to have a marble thrown at him when he touches the door. He looks back at his table to find his miniature sized daughter, pouting and huffing cutely. Reiji can’t help but grin slyly and remark how he didn’t see her.

“At least your attitude and temper have shortened to a good size, my dear.”

Ayato: Ayato had taken his daughter out to play basketball, and when he scored once again, he turned around to boast to his daughter, only to see that she had shrunk into a pocket!vampire. Confused, Ayato picks her up and asks her why she’s so tiny now. But when he realizes that there are flying basketballs everywhere on the court from other players, he panics and runs off with his daughter in his palm. He didn’t want her to get squished into a pancake!

“Hey, at least I can call you ‘shortstacks’ now! Isn’t that funny?”

Kanato: Kanato was having a wonderful tea party with his adorable daughter until she took a bite out of a cake and shrunk into a pocket!vampire. He screams out of shock and asks her why she had suddenly become Alice from Wonderland. It was a maddening situation, and Kanato’s daughter would try her best to calm her father down. Kanato eventually becomes absorbed with the idea that he can dress his daughter in actual doll clothing, so his temper ends.

“Ne Teddy, don’t you think she would make a priceless and lovely little doll?”

Laito: A diligent piano player, Laito’s daughter practiced playing the piano every day so that she can be an amazing player like her father. When Laito hears his daughter plucking single notes on the piano one day, Laito finds it strange and intrudes the room to see what she was doing. He’s later stunned to find her as a pocket!vampire, struggling to reach all of the right keys. Chuckling at the amusing sight, Laito gently picks her up and tells her that it’s enough for today.

“I don’t think you were at your usual height with the piano today, little dove.”

Subaru: Subaru was at a musical that his daughter starred in, and he sat in the front row with his wife, watching his daughter shine. When she disappears on stage, Subaru becomes suspicious and after someone screams and points at the spot where his daughter disappeared, Subaru is surprised to find her as a pocket!vampire. Let’s just say Subaru was no longer allowed to attend PTA meetings after he threw a huge fit and collected his tiny daughter from the stage.

“Tch…Whoever did this to you will have a short-lived life now…”

Kino: Kino had his ghoul army take care of his daughter while he was out running errands with his wife. After returning home from a long day in the human world, Kino would ask the ghouls where his daughter was, only to have them apologize and inform him that she was missing. Enraged by their words, Kino would bark orders to his ghouls to find his daughter. It’s not until his wife discovers her napping in a teacup does he eventually calm down.

“Ah, a teacup, huh? At least you’re not short and stout like a teapot…”


Ruki: Ruki was quietly reading in an armchair when he heard his daughter burst through his room and call out to him. But as he turns to glance at her, she was no longer there. Thinking that it was perhaps an illusion, Ruki returns to his book and continues on with his day until he feels something tugging at his pant leg. Setting his book down, Ruki is flabbergasted to see his daughter as a tiny pocket!vampire. He’ll have to find a way to bring her back to normal.

“I guess some things in life do come in fun-size packages.”

Kou: It was a day off from work for Kou, and he had decided to spend this time cooking his daughter’s favorite meal. The two of them would have so much fun cooking with each other, and their bond would strengthen in the process since Kou doesn’t get to see his daughter often. When he tells her that the food is ready, Kou spots her on the floor as a small pocket!vampire. He’s internally screaming, but he smiles and tells her not to worry. He can fix it soon!

“Don’t worry, small fry! You can still eat the fried shrimp we cooked!”

Yuma: SWEET JESUS, Yuma would be pissed when he couldn’t find his daughter in the garden. It’s not until he sees something tiny waving at him does he realize that his daughter is now a tiny and helpless pocket!vampire! Yuma would have his daughter ride on his shoulder for the entire day around the Mukami mansion, always making sure that she was there and that she was safe and away from harm. He’s gone into protective papa bear mode at this point.

“You’ve always been my little nugget, but now ya literally are!”

Azusa: Azusa was playing hide-and-go-seek with his daughter, but it has been 2 hours since they started, and he couldn’t find her anywhere! He becomes worried and fearful, and he can’t help but wonder if his nightmares about losing his daughter were starting to come true! It’s not until he hears his knives collection fall down in his room that he finds his daughter alive and well, but in a pocket!vampire form. Thinking he was crazy, Azusa would faint from the sight.

“Eve…I’m sorry…our daughter…is now a…tiny chibi…”

-Admin Yuuzuki

One Of The Boys//Part I

I’m back with a new two-shot. This was inspired by the song “One Of The Boys” by Katy Perry. I hope you enjoy it. xx (Typos and grammatical mistakes are probably everywhere, but whatever.)

Summary: You and Shawn are best friends. Little did he know that you are in love with him. Unfortunately he is only looking at you like a little sister.

Shawn x Reader

“And another win for me!” You said grinning mischievously and threw the basketball back at him.

It was a sunny summer day, you and your best friend plus neighbor Shawn were shooting hoops all afternoon. After quite a few matches, it was pretty clear that you’ve won and you were going to rub it in his face as long as you can.

He caught the ball and rolled his eyes. “You were lucky (Y/N)” With a smirk on his face, he threw the basketball one last time and scored. The basketball bounced a few times on the hard asphalt until it stopped on the lawn nearby.

I starred at him with an unbelieving countenance and pinched his arm. “You can persuade yourself as long as you want, but we both know that I’m way better than you.”

Shawn started to laugh and grabbed you by your waist, lifting you with ease. Laughing and shrieking loudly, you tried to fight back, but it only led to him losing his balance. You fell on the soft lawn, still laughing.

After a while you stopped laughing and you turned around, so you were lying on your stomach and had a better view on his face. He didn’t seem to notice, because he was starring to the sky, appearing to be in deep thoughts.  

You and Shawn were best friends for about ten years now. You met when your family moved into the house next to his. At first he didn’t care much about you, since you were almost two years younger than him, but one day you were playing soccer in the garden and your soccer ball flew over the fences and right in his garden. A little surprised by his discovery he threw the soccer ball back to you and asked if he could join. Since that day you were inseparable.

Over the years your friendship grew closer, but with the years you also developed feelings for him that where rather romantically and now at the age of seventeen you were head over heels in love with your best friend. To your disappointment he only looked at you as one of his boys, but you couldn’t really blame him. You weren’t like the other girls. While most girls liked make-up and clothes, you enjoyed video games and any kind of sports. Therefore you had no clue how to dress like a girl or how to make yourself look prettier.

“Do I have something in my face?” Shawn asked , interrupting my thoughts. Blushing widely you shook your head. With a smile on his face he suddenly moved his hand to your hair. Your heart beating fast and for a short second you thought he might make a move, however he just pulled a grass stalk out of your hair and turned his attention back to the sky. You touched the spot his hands were touching few seconds ago and were about to speak up, as his phone started to ring.

He looked on his screen, smiling brightly. A few seconds and typing sounds later, he locked his phone screen and jumped up. Confused by his sudden movement you looked up to him with a questioning look. “I need to go, but I’ll write you later.” He simply said and before you could answer him, he was gone.

Two hours later you were freshly showered, lying on your bed, scrolling through your Instagram feed. Ed Sheeran was playing in the background and you were humming to the song. Shawn didn’t call neither he was home yet, which you knew because his window from his room was facing yours, making it easy for you to check on him.

Instagram didn’t entertain you enough. You were about put your phone away as you noticed a new picture posted by Shawn. You waited patiently for the picture to load, when it finally appeared, you felt like being hit multiple times in the face.

The picture showed Shawn wrapping his arms around his ex-girlfriend Camilla. His face buried in her hair and her laughing happily while looking straight to the camera. You didn’t notice yourself biting your lip to gulp back your tears, until you tasted blood on your lip. A million thoughts went through your mind.

When did they get back together again, you asked yourself. Shawn and Camilla broke up almost seven month ago. High school ended and she went to another city while Shawn started to go to college nearby.  First they tried doing long-distance, but they soon realized that it didn’t work and than they broke up. It broke his heart, but you were on his side. putting the pieces back together. It wasn’t like you didn’t like her, but still deep in your heart you were sad about seeing her with him.

Suddenly the doorbell rang. Taking a deep breath you made your way to the front door. You dashed the tears on your cheek away and opened the door. Shawn was standing in front of you with a big smile on his face, but when he saw your puffy red eyes and bruised lips, his smile vanished.

“(Y/N) what happened to you?” He asked worried and stroke your bruised lip with his thumb. You looked down on the ground and pushed his hand away.

“I’m fine, I fell from my bed and hit the nightstand.” You lied, faking a smile. He starred at your for a second, not sure if he believed what you just told him, but soon he gave you a small smile and hugged you. With hesitation you wrapped your arms around him and breathed in and out very slowly, not wanting him to notice your heart flattering. He pulled away and invited himself in. He made his way to your room and you followed him quietly.

Soon he was sitting on your bed and you stood in the door frame, watching him making himself comfortable on your bed.  

“Why are you standing there so awkwardly?” He chuckled.

“Why are you here?” You asked back, ignoring the question he asked you just a moment ago. Confused about your behavior he shrugged.

“Since when do I need a reason to come over?” His eyes wandered through your room, landing on your computer which was lying at the end of your bed. He pulled it onto his lap. You didn’t know what he was doing, but you didn’t care either.  A small smile crossed his lips, making you curious about his discovery.

“What’s going on?” You asked, finally moving closer to him. Before you could take a look at what he was looking at, he pulled the laptop away.

“I think you have a secret and I’m really disappointed in you for not telling me.” He said seriously. Panic overcame you. What was he talking about? Did he find out about your crush on him? But how could he, you never told anyone about it, except maybe (Y/F/N). Shawn looked at you with an eyebrow raised, waiting for you to say anything, but you couldn’t talk. It was like your whole body was paralyzed.

He waited a while, but you weren’t talking. With a grin on his face, he turned the screen, so you could see what he was starring at for the last few minutes. Your body relaxed. It was only a picture of a guy from your science class, which you randomly clicked on earlier while stalking the school homepage. You narrowed your eyes and gave him a questioning look. You didn’t know what was so secretive about you looking at pictures from your high school. Shawn looked at you as if it was obvious.

“Why didn’t you tell me that you have a crush on Cameron? We’re friends you know that, I could’ve helped you setting up a date or something.” He explained. With big eyes you shook your head like mad, but he only reacted with laughter.

“No Shawn, I’m not…” You started to talk, but he interrupted you.

“Come on, it’s me. You can tell me stuff like that, your like a little sister to me.” He told you, tousling through your hair.

You pushed his hand off of your hair and tried to comb through your messy hair with your fingers. There it was again, it was all he ever saw in you: a little sister, one of the boys, a gender less person. A piece of your heart broke yet again, but of course he didn’t notice.

“Shawn, don’t get me wrong, but I’m really tired. Can we talk tomorrow?” You said with a sigh. He gave you a nod and a quick peck on your cheek. Without saying anything else, he left your room. You were tired of being just a friend to him, you wanted more and if you had to be more girly to get his attention you were gladly do so.

Soon you would prove him, that you were more than one of his boys.

anonymous asked:

what do i do when i've embarrassed myself in front of my class by scoring the basketball into THE WRONG HOOP and dying after realizing it

realize anyone who remembers that in ten years needs more in their lives

Sports Ranked by Most to Least Yelling

*disclaimer!! these are based on the sports i’ve been to and seen in real life. since i haven’t seen every sport, i can’t include them all on the list. feel free to reblog and add your own rankings of most-least yelling*

1. Hockey: LOTS of yelling, from the fans, from the players, from the coaches, just an all-around yelling sport

2. Basketball: Fast-paced and has turnovers and high-scoring games. Generally tons of yelling

3. Football: less fast than Basketball, but scoring is very Exciting since it happens less often

4. Volleyball: not as popular as the other sports, but the fans are very into it! Usually know the players names and can accurately yell about them “Good spike #47!” etc.

5. Baseball: not much happens, but when something does, oh boy is there yelling.

6. Golf: shhhh gotta be quiet or else the sandpit will hear you and devour the children ssshhhhhh

1ST RULE: Tag 9 people you would like to know better

2ND RULE: BOLD the statements that are true

I was tagged by @heartoutlouis thank you!!!

now time for exposing myself


I am 5'7 or taller

I wear glasses

I have at least one tattoo

I have at least one piercing

I have blonde hair

I have brown eyes

I have short hair

My abs are at least somewhat defined

I have or have had braces


I love meeting new people

People tell me that I’m funny

Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me

I enjoy physical challenges maybe sometimes??

I enjoy mental challenges

I’m playfully rude with people I know well

I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it

There is something I would change about my personality


I can sing well

I can play an instrument

I can do over 30 pushups without stopping

I’m a fast runner

I can draw well

I have a good memory

I’m good at doing math in my head

I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute

I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling

I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch

I know how to throw a proper punch


I enjoy playing sports

I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else

I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else

I have learned a new song in the past week

I work out at least once a week

I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months

I have drawn something in the past month

I enjoy writing


I do or have done martial arts


I have had my first kiss

I have had alcohol

I have scored the winning goal in a sports game

I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting

I have been at an overnight event

I have been in a taxi

I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year

I have beaten a video game in one day

I have visited another country

I have been to one of my favourite band’s concerts


I’m in a relationship

I have a crush on a celebrity

I have a crush on someone I know

I have been in at least 3 relationships

I have never been in a relationship

I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them

I get crushes easily

I have had a crush on someone for over a year

I have been in a relationship for at least a year

I have had feelings for a friend


I have at least one person I consider a “best friend”

I live close to my school

My parents are still together

I have at least one sibling

I live in the United States

There is snow right now where I live

I have hung out with a friend in the past month

I have a smartphone

I have at least 15 CDs

I share my room with someone


I have breakdanced

I know a person named Jamie

I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce

I have dyed my hair

I’m listening to one song on repeat right now

I have punched someone in the past week

I know someone who has gone to jail

I have broken a bone

I have eaten a waffle today

I know what I want to do with my life

I speak at least 2 languages

I have made a new friend in the past year

I’d like to tag (and to know better): @alecsmaia @liamismyhome @spaceziall @sammmosa @compasstatt @starrylou @steviestyles @gayndsoft @louisdebutsingle

please dont feel like you have to do this though! and also if you see this and you do want to do it just say i tagged you <3

anonymous asked:

Like I knew Yousana was gonna be a slow burn but I didn't anticipate just how much of a slow burn it was gonna be. Remember when Yousef was genuinely disappointed that Sana failed throwing the sock into the lamp on time? Omg I just started thinking about all the scoring, missing etc metaphors this season. Like first the timing wasn't right. And then she scored and he scored and she scored again (at basketball) and now he scored at kubb. Now all that's left is them being on the same team!!!

!!! AND did you notice in sundays clip when yousef was playing, after him and sana had talked, adam said “If you hit it now, you’re the king. If you hit it now, you win.” if sana goes for it NOW, she wins. and if she doesn’t, she doesn’t 

The Muppets: Kermit the Frog, INFP

INFP, the Healer, the Dreamer, the Harmonzier-Clarifier

So Kermit is my hero.

I realized early on in my MBTI-nerdom that we shared the same personality type, and all the strengths and weaknesses that go with it. By then, I’d already started collecting Kermit stuff. It began with a PEZ dispenser and now occupies a shelf in my living room. I appreciate Kermit’s willingness to be himself, to encourage the best in others, to roll with life’s chaos and keep moving, and his ability to come out of a self-critical tailspin and find his dreams again.

Dominant Function: Introverted Feeling (Fi), “Evaluate the Experience”

At his best, Kermit the Frog presents as chill, calm, polite, and even gallantly gracious. He has a high standard of professionalism and always says nice things about his guests. He has a strong desire to make the world a better place by making people happy through singing, dancing, and telling jokes.

He appreciates his own uniqueness and specialness, or “Bein’ Green,” a lesson he has to remind himself of from time to time. He also appreciates others’ individuality and quirks, which makes The Muppet Show a haven for the weirdos that work there. He has a strong inner sense of right and wrong, too, and can’t be convinced for anything to work for Doc Hopper’s frog leg restaurants—in fact, he denounces the commercials as the most horrible, despicable thing he’s ever seen. Kermit often finds himself standing up for the group against ruthless villains who would destroy their misfit, makeshift family group.

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10 Shocking Facts You Didn't Know About Vegetables

1. Vegetables don’t help you grow big and strong. They kill you. They will pretend they are your friend, and just when you least expect it, they will choke you to death.

2. Vegetables are racist.

3. A vegetable can sometimes be used as a shoe or telephone.

4. Vegetables killed my wife Sharon. I miss you Sharon.

5. Vegetables can be grown in the backyard. Also in my cousin Jeff’s ass.

6. Wolves do not eat vegetables. That’s why they’re mysterious and cool as fuck.

7. Dump a bucket of vegetables on your neighbors head for a fun prank. Then kill him.

8. Are you into sports? Vegebatlesj vegetables like lettuce can also be used as a basketball. You’ll be scoring points in no time.

9. You can find veggies (slang term for “vegetables”) in your local grocery store. But you can never find your true self.

10. “Weed” or “Marihuana” is not a vegetable. Both of those things will make you dead.

wow-wow-thats-pretty-interesting  asked:

Do you think you or anyone else could post a voice recording of Asami's and Korra's lines from the nick games ? (my shitty computer can't play the game)

They are all from the show!

Lines Korra say:

“Let’s do this.” (1x02 - before attempting to go through the spinning gates)

“I don’t understand.” (1x01 - after Tenzin tells Korra he’s not staying for her airbending training.)

“This isn’t over.” (1x08 - full line is “This isn’t over, Tarrlok” after Tarrlok arrests Team Avatar)

“No hard feelings?” (1x02 - To Tenzin, in apology for the way they acted towards each other)

“Come on! We still have a chance!” (1x05 - Korra’s pep talk to downcast Bolin and Mako)

“That was amazing!” (Either 1x02 - To Bolin, after seeing the probending match OR 1x07 - To Asami, after winning the race at her estate)

Lines Asami say:

“Let’s do it!” (2x06 - To Mako, in carrying out the sting operation)

“We can make it work.” (2x06 - To Mako, in carrying out the sting operation)

“Whatever.” (1x011 - Asami to Mako in passive aggressive jealousy of Mako and Korra)

“Jump!” (1x10 - while jumping out of Asami’s car as it hits a mechatank.)

“What a comeback!” (1x05 - to Korra, praising her future gf’s probending hat trick)

“You think this will do?” (1x08 - to Team Avatar, showboating her car)

“I don’t understand my son’s life at all”

(from Now, 8 May 1997)

I’ve lived in Paris for four years. It’s a city that’s very dear to me as it’s where I met David’s mother. It was 1957 and we were both English teachers at the Berlitz school.Now I’m a writer. I’m just finishing a novel. and I’ve got another one that’s going to be a TV series in America. Perhaps David will play a role in it, who knows? We haven’t really talked about it.David’s first experience of acting was in 1967 when he came to watch the premiere of one of my plays, which was on Broadway.In the play, the lead actor sits on a chair and stays there for three hours. David watched from the wings and was fascinated by just one thing – how can an actor stay there all that time without going to the toilet? He was obsessed. It’s all he wondered about. He thought it would be fantastic to be on stage, but I wouldn’t say that’s when he decided to become an actor. That came very late.He got an honours degree at Princeton University, then went on to do his Masters at Yale. As he wanted to make some money, someone suggested he model. At the model agency, someone suggested he took acting lessons. He did, liked it and said goodbye to his studies.I wasn’t disappointed. I thought he’d find academic life too narrow.The ivory tower that university lecturers live in wasn’t for him. But his mother was furious that he’d given up studying.Even now, when she speaks to him on the phone, she always asks him: “When are you going to finish your thesis?” It makes him laugh. He says: “Later, later."David was born in New York, grew up in Manhattan and I lived with him until he was 12 when his mother and I split up.He was a very bright kid with a brilliant sense of humour.I remember the first chat I had with his teacher when David was six.He said David was the one who smoothed things out for all the other children. If there was a fight, he’d intervene and sort it out. These days I’d compare him with Harrison Ford. David’s got a very soft personality; he feels at ease with people.As a child, he talked the whole time. His brother, who’s three years older, would say: "He never stops, with all these questions."At school he was always top of the class. He was an incredible athlete as well, brilliant at basketball and baseball.He scored more than anyone else in the school’s history at basketball and thought about becoming a professional player.He said it was my fault he couldn’t because he’d inherited my hands and they were too small.He also inherited my love of books and he writes: poetry and a novel that’s autobiographical.Perhaps he’ll publish it one day, under a different name.He sends me all the videos of The X-Files. I get them a week after they’ve been shown on TV in America.I’ve been over to see him in Vancouver, where it’s filmed, three times.It’s madness. I don’t understand his life at all. People ask for my autograph, even at passport control.Once, when I was at the fan club’s shop in Paris, I had to be rushed out, because there were just too many fans there.I’m always getting phone calls from people who want to speak to David.I don’t understand these young girls who ring. They want to talk to me just because I’m David’s father.I also get fan letters – about 10 a month. Some are very nice, others are a bit weird, with pictures. I only send him the nice ones.David’s never been to see me in Paris but I speak to him often on the phone, about six times a month.It’s hard to get hold of him, even though he’s got enough phones – in the car, in his trailer, at his apartments in Los Angeles and Vancouver. His life’s very hard. He makes 24 programmes a year, 10 months a year, and he also wants to make films. He will. He’s succeeded in everything he’s ever done.In Vancouver, there are always lots of women around him. It’s always been like that since school.His life’s hard because he’s cut off from real life. He’s on his own a lot, no two days are ever alike. He might start working at five in the morning or not until three in the afternoon, so it’s difficult to have a social life, to have a family.I think he wants to get married and have children, but can’t find anyone.Tea Leoni? Never heard of her. It’s difficult to follow his love life. It’s always been difficult.When he says monogamy isn’t in his nature, he isn’t joking. His brother’s the same. In any case, everyone wants him to marry Gillian Anderson. When David and I speak, I always ask him the same thing: "When are you going to give me a granddaughter? "He laughs … and never gives me an answer.

anonymous asked:

Gom+Kasamatsu becoming teen fathers?

IMPORTANT NOTE: Okay, so I received a few asks that were alright, they really were. Unfortunately, I’m not exactly skilled at writing certain scenes so I’m sorry to those who sent me requests with knb characters NSFW-ing each other. I will keep them in my ask box if I’m able to do it someday but I’ll be finishing the other ones first. I’m truly sorry again and if you’d like to send NSFW asks, please do, but I’m not really comfortable writing those with knb characters with each other.

Onto the ask!

GoM finding out here! And for them becoming…

AKASHI: He would spoil his children rotten. If she was a girl, he would buy her plenty of dolls and princess dresses and take her to places where she would always be treated sweetly and pampered. If he was a boy, he would teach him basketball and give him choices on what he wants to do whether in education or in the arts department. He knew what kind of pressure his father had put on him and he wouldn’t want to do that to his children. Basically, he would be a doting father.

AOMINE: Aomine would struggle the most because he would have to constantly argue with his s/o about who should take care of the kid today and all he wanted was to go out and play basketball. Though, when he finally caves and his s/o leaves, he would pick up the baby in his huge hands and cradle him/her. A smile would spread across his face at the sight of the tiny baby snoring away with his/her chubby cheeks.

KASAMATSU: “Wait, no don’t touch that!” He would yank the scissors away from the baby’s grasp, almost getting a heart attack. He sighed in relief until the baby’s lips began to quiver. Oh shit, oh shit. Where were you? Why weren’t you back yet? He was not ready to handle a baby crying. Changing diapers? Sure. Feeding? Sure. But crying? He began to panic and picked up the baby, cooing him/her to sleep only to have the baby bawl even louder. “No, no, please don’t. Hey, it’s going to be okay. I’m here, please don’t cry.” The baby would pause for a second, staring at Kasamatsu who looked desperate then would probably cry again just for the hell of it.

KISE: Although he tried extremely hard to be liked, it was just difficult for Kise to catch his child’s attention. He/She was still a toddler after all and had no interest in Kise’s talent for modeling or basketball. “Ne, ne, look at me, [child’s name]!” He would show off his basketball skills, scoring one after another, but his son/daughter would merely look away to play with their own things. “Why won’t you like me?!” Though, as they grow older, his daughter would probably admire his awesome fashion sense and his son would ask him to coach him for basketball.

KUROKO: “Dad, where are you?” Kuroko appearing behind him would scare his kid half to death. “How long have you been standing there?!” Kuroko merely shrugged before his son/daughter asked him for help with their homework. Kuroko would be a sweet father, very thoughtful and considerate. Since he could read people well, he would be well equipped in handling their emotions. Though, sometimes he would be the cause for their emotions just for fun. “Mom, dad scared my friends again! Purposely!”

MIDORIMA: “Don’t forget to bring your lucky item,” Midorima reminded his son/daughter, dusting the uniform to make sure he/she looked impeccable. His kid was about to groan when Midorima pushed up his glasses and threw a small glare. “It’s important. Your sign wasn’t ranked that high today in Oha Asa.” “But Oha Asa is bull—“ He placed a finger over his kid’s lips to silence them, “Shh, it’s true. Now take the item and go.” And, of course, the kid would oblige.

MURASAKIBARA: “No, your mom said no more.” Murasakibara said as he threw in a fistful of chips into his mouth. His daughter/son would look at him pleadingly, looking tiny and vulnerable. They would pull out their best weapons. A pout, puppy dog eyes, and just the right amount of tears brimming in their eyes. Murasakibara would huff before handing them one chip, “One. Just one.” He said that twenty chips ago. “ATSUSHI!” You called out.