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anonymous asked:

CHALLENGE: post the most ''embarrassing'', ''self-indulgent'' thing you've made in the past moth! (that's not smut, if you're embarrassed about that!) (but it could be smut) (pleasebemucklespleasebemuckles)

HAHAHA OH MY GOD 

WELL OKAY I NEVER RUN SHORT OF EMBARRASSING SELF-INDULGENT STUFF.      SO.  I was thinking about Motorcity and Disney movies and I saw Atlantis on Hulu or Netflix or something and I was like……………………

………………………shit…………

I’m going to go lie on the floor how dare you make me do this GOD

anonymous asked:

What sport would each boy play in high school?

Shu: (Sports????) He’s in marching band. He play clarinet (someone is good with his tongue lol) 

Reiji: Chess Club or Tennis (Like a NERD)

Ayato: Basketball, duh.

Kanato: Ice Skating

Laito: Track & Field

Subaru: Wrestling

Ruki: (Again… Sports?) Baseball

Kou: Soccer (Or Football)

Yuma: Football

Azusa: Racquet Ball

Block B In A High School Drama

Zico: One of the main character’s two bff’s. Punk asshole that always skips class and rides a skateboard everywhere. Secret reluctant sweetheart that loves his mother.

Taeil: Main character’s cool older brother. Gives him wedgies and flushes the toilet while he’s in the shower but also gives him sound life advice and defends him from bullies.

BBomb: The high school’s only weed dealer. Chill af, great prices. Somehow he has the third highest GPA in the school and is a state tennis champion.

Jaehyo: NERD. Captain of the chess club, president of the AV Club, one of the three members of the Anime club, and a total teacher’s pet. Uses his power as a gold star student to sneak looks at answer keys and sells them for profit.

Ukwon: Every parent’s wet dream. Hardcore goody-two shoes. Wears polos and khaki’s, dating the school’s sweetheart, great grades, has a two minute timer set for every morning/afternoon so he brushes his teeth for the correct dentist-recommended amount of time.

Kyung: Main character’s younger brother. Always wants to hang out with Zico because Zico curses and Kyung wants to be hardcore too. Stays out of the way mostly because he’s too busy playing WoW and eating cheetos.

P.O: Mega class-clown, main character’s other best friend. The kid that is willing to sacrifice himself to detention by annoying the teacher so much that they can no longer teach the class. True martyr.

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Here is the recording of the Q&A session with Bryan, Mike, and Janet Varney from the book signing in LA. A huge thanks to how-i-got-over for sending the audio my way!

The first 2 questions are cut off, and it begins just after the 3rd question was asked (something to the effect of “How did Suki play a role later in the series and do you plan to integrate her in the future, like the comics?“).

They briefly discuss the comics (and how they will be far less constrained) following the “why Korrasami?” question at 12:10.

Enjoy!

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Fic Tennis, Round 1 [Part 9/?]

Bellamy Blake / Clarke Griffin. Modern AU. Clarke’s car keeps breaking down, and Bellamy’s the one to fix it. [Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5] [Part 6] [Part 7] [Part 8]

This fic tennis match is brought to you by myself and enoughtotemptme. If you want to get off this roller coaster at any point, you can blacklist the tag “fic tennis”.

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“Oh.” Clarke lifts a forkful of eggs. “It’s good, though.”

“Well, it’s definitely gotten better. I used to burn all the pancakes, and it took six months for me to figure out how to cook bacon so it was edible.”

“Still, add waffles and omelettes to your cookbook and you’re a regular breakfast chef.”

“And risk burning eighty batches of waffles and a few dozen omelettes? Nah. I’d rather just cook the same five things forever.”

Clarke rolls her eyes. “Have it your way. But if you’re going to make pancake faces, I might have to keep you around.”

“If you’re going to keep me around, I might make more pancake faces. You know, if you want. To keep me around, I mean.”

“I might,” she teases. “Are you going to give me shit for driving a ten-ton freight barge?”

Bellamy shrugs. “I’ll quit giving you shit about driving a ten-ton freight barge when you quit driving a ten-ton freight barge.” He starts cutting up his short stack of pancakes. “Just don’t get a Fiat. Those things are hell to work on.”

“I’m not going to get a Fiat,” Clarke says. “I want a good car that’s going to last a while. You know, something I can pass down to my sixteen-year-old for her first car that maybe won’t break down quite so much as my first car did.”

“To be fair, your dad’s car was a crappy car to begin with. I mean, a Fiesta? Really?”

“Okay, yeah. So I guess I won’t start off with something that’s already terrible. Any ideas?”

He stabs a few pieces of pancake. “Depends on what you want.”

“I want a car. I want to be able to park it. I want it to run forever. And I want it to be red.”