#play basketball day

[floridaboiler]

[whenweallvote]

Did someone say it’s Play Basketball Day? Sounds like the perfect time to celebrate our NBA Co-Chairs Stephen Curry and Chris Paul! 🏀⛹🏾‍♂️

The Warriors are lucky to have two of the best in the game playing on their team — and so are we! #VotingSquad 🗳️

[dirtbagdefender]

[bucksboobs]

Is it too much to ask that Eddie be full on bawling at the BuckTommy Wedding because his best friends are getting married and he can’t think of anyone better for them to be marrying, only for him to deliver the most savage roast of them for his speech at the reception?

[crystallizsch]

jamil’s in basketball club so that basically translates into beach volleyball right -

stitch event where are you (it has only been a few days into june)

[brie-draws]

Basketball yaoi... How about basketball coach yuri... Riko x Momoi [Kuroko no Basket]

[leclercskiesahead]

who told these guys basketball was done shirtless

[andtheywerefootballers]

So they talked about coming from playing basketball together here and deadass my ass was hoping that the DFB would release a video on it BUT NO!! I NEED GAY BASKETBALL PLAYING GOD DAMN IT!

[formosusiniquis]

🪱 Wiggle Wednesday🪱

Thank you @paperbackribs who tagged me last week, I saw it while I was in class and immediately forgot until I saw people posting their things today. But I'm always excited to share my current brainworms

This is a scene from a fic that I pick at every now and then, so it's basically always on the brain. It started as something about Lucas and Steve and trying to explain away the slight anachronism of Steve (popular and rich) being in Nikes before Jordan made them cool (thank you Air) and it has turned into something much more about Lucas and also his Mom relating through a shared love of basketball and Steve is also there.

It’s a Friday night after the end of the world, and strangely Lucas is at a basketball game.

Or maybe it’s only strange because it’s so normal.

A Friday night in a small town and there isn’t much to do except support the home team. Only Mom won’t watch football, she calls it barbaric, so she reserves all her team spirit for November when basketball season starts. Lucas’ skin itches a little under the Hawkins Tigers shirt he’s wearing, as he’s pretending to be normal when a couple weeks ago he learned monsters were real. What can he do though? Mrs. Byers has Will on house arrest, Mike is still mourning Eleven, and Dustin hasn’t been allowed out since Will’s Lazarus act.

Maybe he’s being too sensitive. Steve is here, who Lucas mostly knows from Mike complaining about being Nancy’s stupid boyfriend. Steve is playing like everything is fine, even though Lucas knows Steve knows. He heard whispering about it with Nancy when he went to the bathroom the last time he was at Mike’s. But Steve is smiling as he paces down the court. Miles better than the other players around him, when Steve has the ball Lucas feels like he does when he’s watching a real basketball game on the couch with his Mom.

If Steve can act like things are normal. If he can sink three pointer after rebound after assist, maybe it’s okay that Lucas is wearing his Tiger green. He floats down the court and everyone cheers. But no one cheers right. When #21 Hagan gets a rebound off of Seymour’s best player, a girl’s voice screams so loud it makes his throat hurt. No one cheers that way for Steve. It’s just excitement for the game, not for him and the way he is playing.

When the game ends, Hawkins 73: Seymour 42, and the crowd storms the court Lucas stands by his Mom in the bleachers. She hates feeling the push of the crowd against her and as he gets older, and people’s hands get rougher, he’s starting to understand. He’s too old to be caught standing by his Mom though. After everything, he knows better than to move too far away from her; going to the game with your Mom is one thing, being the kid getting called out over the intercom because she can’t find you would be life ruining.

Lucas watches the thinning crowd while he waits. Parents and girlfriends crowding their sweaty players. He doesn’t want to get caught looking at any of those boys for too long now that they aren’t playing. He isn’t sure why. So he keeps looking for something familiar.

Steve is standing beside a short, dark haired man who’s got what his father calls a beer gut. He doesn’t look anything like Steve, but he’s also the only adult anywhere near him. He’s the only person at all that’s really near Steve. They’re talking excitedly about something. He claps Steve on the back and whatever he says next has Steve looking down toward the floor.

“Is that Steve’s dad?” he asks his mom before thinking about why that might be a weird question to ask her.

“Who?” The way she says it makes him sure she hadn’t actually heard the question. She’d caught a name, when he interrupted her conversation with the lady next to them, but not enough to answer. It’s a free chance to drop the issue. To say sorry, never mind, and go back to watching people move on the floor below them.

“That guy,” she slaps his hand down as he goes to point. “The guy next to Steve, number 8, is that his dad?”

“How do you know him?” The question, instead of an answer, startles him enough that he looks at her instead of Steve. Stern, he knows he doesn’t want to lie to her, but he also isn’t sure how to say that this random high school boy saved two of his best friends’ older siblings' lives.

“He’s Nancy’s boyfriend. Mike talks about him.”

If he’d just waited. He would have gotten his question answered without asking Mom. They both watch as that man says one more thing to Steve, shakes his hand, and walks out of the gym. “I don’t see Nancy here.” Because they both know he doesn’t really need his other question answered anymore.

“I don’t think she really likes sports.”

Mom sucks her teeth, a judgmental tchk that has heat climbing the back of his neck when it's not even for him. "Well that's a shame, he's a good player." There's finally enough space on the floor that they could leave. He wants, desperately, for them to just go cause something about this conversation is making him feel guilty again. "Do you want to to say hi?"

There's nothing he wants less than that. Lucas thinks if he has to go up to this guy, who went toe to toe with a monster, while his mom trails behind he'll die. Lucas thinks if he says hi to a guy who has only seen him maybe twice in the context of Mike Wheeler's house, and has to sit there while Steve blankly accepts his congrats he'll melt into the floor.

"Can we just go home? I still have homework."

And some tags to @fuctacles, @cauldronoflove, @thefreakandthehair, @stevespookington, @stevieharringtonwifeguy

@eriquin, @grasslandgirl, @augustjustice, and anyone else who wants to play!

[upsidedog]

stranger thing’s biggest tragedy is that it takes place before dance dance revolution was made. every modern au should have the party lamenting over the fact max has the top score in “butterfly” expert mode. in general my favorite thing about modern aus is just thinking about stuff like mike writing crappy creepypasta and erica running a my little pony tumblr page. this is my kind of nostalgia bait

[sadboyjacinter]

i like to imagine each of the perfect court have little rituals they do before they start a play. like i think kevin double taps the base of his racquet against his foot, or like neil tightens the bandana he wears, and jean rolls his shoulders back, and riko touches his number 1 tattoo. like i just feel like each of them would have little things they do that help them get more focused. especially when they get angry! like those movements become more aggressive and jerky like !! this is so real to me !!

[floridaboiler]

[kanerallels]

Girl help there are people in my house at 7 at night who don't live here

[strawberryblondebutch]

WHAT THE FUCK IS A KILOMETER 🇺🇸🦅🇺🇸🦅🇺🇸

[ravenclod]

CRINGETOBER DAY 10 : SHIP DYNAMIC

> shy x confident + nerd x jock ♡

> it was originally meant to just be nerd x jock but their main dynamic is shy x confident and nerdjock wasnt super obvious here anywah xD

my lovely ocs leticia and deniz who im obsessed w feel free to ask questions [ plz ask questions im begging /hj ] i need to post my art of them so bad aughh

[freshthoughts2020]