Like I know Neil loves exy more than life itself and almost more than Andrew but I can’t help but think he gets caught up in the stick ball jokes simply because it makes Kevin shit himself. So imagine Neil getting drafted onto his pro-team and saying: “I’m just so thankful for this opportunity. I used to think I wouldn’t make it this far but Stick Ball has given me a reason to live.” And Kevin, who’s in the audience, legit lets out a horrified yelp and the camera pans to him and he’s sobbing.
Archaeologists discover Aztec ball court in heart of Mexico City
The remains of a major Aztec temple and a ceremonial ball court have been discovered in downtown Mexico City, shedding new light on the sacred spaces of the metropolis that Spanish conquerors overran five centuries ago, archaeologists said on Wednesday.
The discoveries were made on a nondescript side street just behind the city’s colonial-era Roman Catholic cathedral off the main Zocalo plaza on the grounds of a 1950s-era hotel.
The underground excavations reveal a section of what was the foundation of a massive, circular-shaped temple dedicated to the Aztec wind god Ehecatl and a smaller part of a ritual ball court, confirming accounts of the first Spanish chroniclers to visit the Aztec imperial capital, Tenochtitlan. Read more.
litladiesnetwork’s second event: favorite minor female character ― viviane, high lady of the winter court ♡
“Viviane, meet Feyre. Feyre meet Viviane - Kallias’s wife.”
I glanced at Thesan and Kallias, the latter of whom watched his wife and Mor with raised brows. “I tried to suggest she stay at home.” Kallias said drily, “but she threatened to freeze my balls off.”
Rhys let out a dark chuckle. “Sounds familiar.”
It was 5:46 and you just arrived at school. Your mom works early and you don’t drive, so you have to leave early too. Every morning you hear the dribble of a basketball in the gym. You usually just play your music and leave it be, but today, you were intrigued. Who was playing basketball at 6:00 in the morning?
You peeked through the door space. You couldn’t see much of the figure, other than sporatic flashes of the baby blue jersey. You crept into the gym, revealing the school basketball star Zach Dempsey. You closed the door behind you as quietly as possible. You stood by the bleachers, watching him dribble the ball. He jumped up and aimed the ball at the basket. He missed the basket entirely.
“Dammit!” He swore. He chased the ball to the gym wall. With the ball between him and the wall, he rested his head against it. He fist pounded against the mats.
He turned around and dribbled the ball across the court. He jumped up, threw the ball and it hit the backboard. Luckily, it bounced into the basket. You smiled to yourself and physically celebrated the shot. You were sure not to make a noise.
He continued playing, making all his shots. He jumped onto the basket, making a slam dunk. He let out a hearty laugh. You clapped you hands, which gained his attention.
You paused. “I hope you don’t mind,” you started. “I heard the dribbling. I just wanted to see who was up.”
He walked to the edge of the court with the ball against his side. Panting, he asked, “How long were you standing there?”
He wasn’t upset that you were there, not even bothered.
“Well,” you checked your phone for the time: 6:13. “Almost half an hour.”
He smiled. “Did you see me missing all my shots?”
You stepped out from beside the bleachers. “I saw one. Then you got back up and made the shots after.”
He walked over to the bleachers, sitting beside where you stood. He tapped the spot beside him, beckoning you to sit. You did so and he wiped his sweat from his forehead on the collar of his jersey.
“Y'know, before you got here,” he panted. “I couldn’t make any shots. Maybe one out of, lemme see, fifteen. Then the moment I was about to shower and give up, I felt completely at ease. Like, an extra rush of adrenaline.”
You nodded, not really looking at him. You always found him attractive. He was a sweet guy– dumb, but sweet.
“i want them to hear your story. and know that there is a special strength…” as i spoke i realized i needed to hear it, know it, too. “a special strength in enduring such dark trials and hardships… and still remaining warm, and kind. still willing to trust–and reach out.”
Swift, who has said she’s not touring in 2017, performed “Better Man” during a special performance in Houston as part of the pre-Superbowl festivities, but Sweet said the band is ready if the pop star ever wants to perform the song with them.
“I mean, come on, Taylor,” Sweet said. “We would love to do it. If she’s up for it, we’re up for it.”
LBT on the possibility of singing Better Man with Taylor
Imagine that your family have moved to the court in Asgard. You start to develop a huge crush on Thor. It’s the first time you’ve had feelings for someone and it’s overwhelming and frankly pretty obvious. Meanwhile, Loki has fallen in love with you even though he has very little belief that you’ll ever return his feelings.
At the upcoming ball, Fandral decides (with the agreement of Thor and the rest of The Warriors Three) to ask you to go with him and be your date for the evening. The plan is to get your mind off of Thor and show you that you can enjoy being with other people. Loki however, not in on the plan, thinks that Fandral intends on taking advantage of you. He constantly tries to make sure you two are never alone and conversationally bringing up things that make Fandral look bad. Fandral eventually pulls Loki aside to ask what he’s doing. It quickly becomes apparent to Fandral and he forces Loki to take up his place for the rest of the night.
You both have a really good time, and it ends up with him confessing his feelings and expressing that he wants to spend more time with you. It takes you a while but you slowly give up on Thor and realise that in getting to know Loki - that was when you truly fell in love for the first time.