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#and they were TEAMMATES
ghostlightsahead · 2 months
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We may of never gotten lestappen padel date 2.0
However WE DO HAVE LESTAPPEN PADEL DATE 3.0
And they were teammates...
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knickknacksandallthat · 5 months
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I was watching hockey the other day and the announcers were talking about how on the penguins, there are three player who are setting the record for the longest tenure as teammates. they've been playing together for 18 years, i'm sure you can see where my brain went
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Anon, yessss!! Omg I can literally just see the interview now:
(Jean, Jeremy, and Kevin sitting in a room with an interviewer)
INTERVIEWER: Well, thanks for sitting down with me, guys! And listen, a few of us were just talking about this - the three of you have been together on the same team for around 10 years now, right?
JEREMY: *smiling* Yep!
JEAN: If you say so.
INTERVIEWER: Wow, that's quite the tenure! Did you know, in fact, that you three are close to setting a record within the league?
KEVIN: What record?
INTERVIEWER: Most consecutive years together on a team.
JEAN: *raises eyebrow* they have records for this?
KEVIN: Who currently holds it?
INTERVIEWER: uh...well I think it's technically Neil Josten and Andrew Minyard with the Dragons.
JEREMY: Awww, good for them!
JEAN: *snorts*
INTERVIEWER: *clears throat* well, in any case, uh...that's quite the achievement, you know? Tell us - what's your secret? What's the magic between you three?
JEREMY: *still smiling* hmm, I wonder.
KEVIN: Practice, hard work, and experience.
INTERVIEWER: Well, I'm sure the time you train together accounts for a lot, but...there's nothing...else you'd say helps?
JEAN: Like?
INTERVIEWER: Um, like...well, you know...like friendship?
JEAN: *blinking* Friendship.
INTERVIEWER: Yeah, man...I mean, after all this time, I would think the three of you have grown so close that you'd be more like bros, you know?
JEAN: *frowning now* Bros.
JEREMY: *biting lip silently against grin* Ohhhh, right. Got it. Yeah man, for sure. Bros.
INTERVIEWER: Exactly! Homies, man.
KEVIN: *tone dripping with derision* Homies.
INTERVIEWER: Three dudes with the most sacred of all bonds - sports.
JEREMY: *now shaking with repressed laughter* Oh, for sure, my dude. Homies. Brotherly bonding. Soooooo hetero. The most.
(Kevin turns to scowl at Jeremy.)
INTERVIEWER: You know, it actually kind of surprised many of us that you didn't end up on a team with Neil and Andrew, Kevin. If anyone, those two are who many of us would have thought you'd be setting this record with.
JEREMY: Oh my god. *doubles over laughing*
JEAN: *smirking* Yes, tell us, Kevin. Why aren't you on a team with Neil and Andrew? Accomplishing this sacred connection of brotherly bonding?
KEVIN: *pinches bridge of nose with fingers before sighing* Let's just say being on the same team with them at the Olympics is more than enough.
KEVIN: *grumbles under breath* The damn pair of menaces.
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INTERVIEWER: Josten and Minyard, we were just out talking to your rivals on the West Coast last week - Jeremy Knox, Jean Moreau, and your former PSU teammate, Kevin Day, from the Warriors.
*Both stare silently at him*
INTERVIEWER: *coughs* Right, so, we were just saying how that trio is coming up on your record for teammates with the most time spent together on one team.
NEIL: And? What's your point?
INTERVIEWER: *loosens tie* oh, well, there was a little curiosity, I guess, around why Kevin chose that team instead of coming to play for the Dragons - with the two of you, I mean, his former teammates. Um...do you know why that is?
NEIL: Because Andrew would probably stab him.
INTERVIEWER: I...what?
NEIL: *waving hand back and forth* Yeah, I'd probably give it two weeks at most.
INTERVIEWER: ...
NEIL: See, Kevin would whine and nag, and Andrew would get pissed but he promised Wymack he wouldn't, no matter how much Kevin annoys him. So...yeah. It's probably better that they both stay on opposite ends of the country.
INTERVIEWER: ...
ANDREW: *pulling lollipop out of mouth* Never let a sad, forty-something year old man convince you to promise shit.
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inchidentally · 3 months
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fan fiction examples for "his eyes softened as he looked at Oscar" "his eyes sparkled when their eyes met" "his face lit up in a smile" etc
can you blame him
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eichornia · 4 months
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Maxiel Calendar 2024. I made this calendar for @raweceekreblogs. I was her Secret Santa in the Golden Boots Boy server event! ❤️ You can see and download the rest of the calendar here!
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etapereine · 4 months
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why do i do this to myself
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s0larts · 1 month
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Izuku: I was worried when you didn't come back! I'm glad that you didn't do anything bad
Hisashi: ...
Izuku: ...You didn't do anything bad, right?
Hisashi: ...👀
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boxboxlewis · 2 years
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For a prompt: maxiel rb teammates era, at a club celebrating, first time (of what? Up to you!)
(Btw regardless of whether you use this just wanted to say I looooove your writing. 🥰)
When Daniel wins a race his dick gets bigger. He knows that's not, like, scientific, and he'd never share his theory with anyone: Michael or Blake would absolutely rinse him. But. It's true. The evidence is in his pants.
He wins in China, starting from P6 after an absolute shitshow of a qualifying session, and it feels fucking amazing. Sometimes it's like the car is an extension of his body and as he hurls them both around the track he can feel the car working for him, racing for him, throwing itself around corners because Daniel asks it to, two tons of metal screaming its way to victory at his behest, alive to the touch of his hands and the pressure of his feet on the pedals.
He gets out of the car and he's electric. He wants to fuck the world (consensually, obviously) - make all of existence come on his dick. He feels fucking good and he’s half-hard already, heavy in his fireproofs, and he is going OUT tonight.
He makes it through weigh-in and the podium and the media and he's vibing, he's feeling good, he's laughing and slapping people's backs, he’s cracking jokes, he’s buzzing. Christian gives him a tight cat's-arse smile and says "Well done, Daniel," and Daniel thinks I'm going to FUCK your MOTHERRRRR! and smiles back and says "Yeah, thanks, mate."
Max comes up to him as he’s collecting his stuff from his driver’s room, getting ready to go back to the hotel. He hovers in the doorway, awkward, just watching Daniel, and they’ve already done their back slaps and well dones so what exactly does he want now?
Finally he says, “Do you want to—I thought maybe we could go out tonight.”
Daniel can think of few things he’d enjoy less. Babysitting his teammate on a night out? And this night out, in particular, when Daniel won the fucking race and the city owes him a good time? He says, “Whoa, Maxy. You don’t usually come out,” because that seems friendlier than leading with “No, what the fuck.” Max ducks his head, all shy like a fucking baby kitten or some shit, which is kind of hilarious given how he was driving earlier.
“I just thought—because you won maybe you would like—but of course you do not have to with me, if you’d rather—I know you have your own friends and we do not, we are teammates but maybe—”
Daniel cuts him off before he contorts himself into an awkward knot and dies. “No way, of course I want to go out with you!” he lies enthusiastically. It’s fine, he’s a god-emperor tonight, he can afford to be benevolent. Besides, he’s feeling so good even having a grumpy infant with him won’t crush the mood too much. “Finally get to see you let your hair down, yeah? Drive all the ladies in the club wild?”
Max flushes and looks at the floor. “Yeah, I guess.”
They end up at some glitzy neon-lit rooftop bar, music thumping under their feet, views across the city, beautiful people all around them, everyone laughing and dancing and young and gorgeous and alive. Unsurprisingly, Max does not in fact drive all the ladies wild. He clings to Daniel like a limpet—follows him when Daniel says “Stay here, I’ll get us some drinks”; even trails after him to the gents when Daniel goes for a piss. It’s honestly pretty weird and it’s seriously cramping Daniel’s ability to pick up, which is driving him crazy: there are so many pretty people all around them, and he wants to be kissing one of them. He wants to be grinding his big Grand Prix-winning dick against someone’s ass, he wants to be feeling alive, instead of exchanging inane small talk with his fucking teammate. “Maxy,” he says, trying to think of a nice way to say “you need to get off my dick.”
Max lunges at him, and suddenly Daniel is being thoroughly and inexpertly kissed. In the .2 seconds it takes for his brain to kick in he's already kissing back. He pulls Max to him, rubs a hand over his back, over his soft skin under his shirt, and Max shudders with it. Daniel's got a thigh between Max's legs now, somehow, and they're both hard and panting and it's not quite how Daniel had pictured celebrating his race win but: it'll do.
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zalcolm · 8 months
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gay baseball champions
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pedroias · 10 months
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Nathan Eovaldi and Corey Seager at the 2023 MLB All Star Game
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settecamara · 1 year
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sergio sette camara and dan ticktum during the hyderabad eprix 2023.
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themissingmango · 5 months
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vetteldixon · 10 months
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happy father’s day to damon and jacques who followed their famous fathers’ footsteps thru tragedy to stand on top of the world and still feel the burden of legacy
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etapereine · 3 months
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im fine
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slythereen · 6 months
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why it’s always Lestappen vs everyone?like you want tell me v*rsainz is more popular than lestappen bc response for that poll….yeah we lost in every way
tbh i think it’s a combo of ppl who don’t like max and people who see their fave driver as being threatened by charles 😅 (i mean that from a marketing/racing sense. like. not that they feel threatened by him in terms of max’s affections) (like, guys, we’re not saying lando is a shit driver or something because we think lestappen are also good friends… be serious)
listen….i don’t mean to cause discourse…….but the streets mentioned a lot of lestappies were blocked by some of those poll makers and couldn’t vote 😳 im not saying fixed BUT…
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call-him-akihiro · 2 years
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Marauders (2022) #2
Writer: Steve Orlando
Artist: Eleonora Carlini
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mrhugolloris · 1 year
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“against his teammate??”
-some guy in the bar
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