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freshnewsnow · 1 year
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Chase Fetti Demands Mandatory Respect
Recent mixtape, Bethlehem -Chase Fetti x Elcamino packs quite the punch for seven tracks. It just goes to show what types of brilliant creations come to life when certain individuals work together.
When you brush strokes and cross paths with certain individuals it is almost a symbol of affirmation. For Chase Fetti – he just happened to be cousins with NFL players. Hov just happened to come through his Cliffwood, NJ area because Memphis Bleek son lived on his block. When things occur by happenstance it is all you can do but apply pressure to utilize those connections that round the corners…
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asexualasshat · 25 days
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Honestly? No wonder Shayne always guessed Courtney’s favourites so fast and perfect every time
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optiwashere · 5 months
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27 hugs Karlach and Wyll? I find them sweet
I also really, really enjoy them as well! Thank you for sending in this prompt, anon. Really appreciate it 💜
You can send in one of these prompts + a ship/platonic pairing and I'll write a li'l ficlet!
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Hugs 27 (piggyback hugs)
"And you said you would have me to the Gate before sunset," Wyll said, his arms wrapped around her from behind. "I'm beginning to think you're a bit braggadocious, Karlach."
She shifted his weight under her arms, pulling his knees closer to her obliques. "I never said before sunset. I said by nightfall. There's a difference, 'K?"
"Listen, I'm not the one who's claiming she's stronger than a dragon."
"Think I'm wrong, do ya?"
"I never said such a thing." Wyll hugged her tighter. His voice grew softer. "Nor do I think you're wrong."
Karlach smiled to herself, huffing out breaths as she took the long, nearly vertical hike up a stony hill. Baldur's Gate wasn't that far off. It couldn't be. She gritted her teeth, sharp edges strained against each other.
"Say it again," Karlach panted.
"What's that?"
"Call me strong again." Karlach didn't have time to think why she enjoyed that so much coming from Wyll. Especially not while she carried him on her back.
While his lithe arms wrapped around her. Holding her close. Squeezing. Hugging her, even.
You're so stupid, girl. Just let him—
Wyll's voice, gentle in her ear, interrupted her thoughts. "Your strength lies in more than just your muscles, Karlach. You are the bastion of hope we all orient ourselves around whether you like it or not, or whether you even know it. Nobody could do what you do, except for you."
Her footsteps faltered as she went, her breathing more difficult. Wyll wasn't very heavy, that wasn't it.
Was it?
It's gotta be Wyll. He's using some magic fuckery to make himself heavier.
Her limbs didn't disobey, and her muscles worked just fine. His words filtered through the joke of asking him if he had wanted a piggyback ride, turned into something real.
She didn't want to respond to him because her words could never compare.
Wyll tightened his grip on her, holding her close. Even his hells-damned breathing felt nice against her.
You're so stupid. He wouldn't... he doesn't...
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elphael · 4 months
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look, i follow you and not them + i know nothing about dnd, so you know im not really biased here. but you were gratuitously rude. just saying.
you know nothing about dnd
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DALLAS — As the crowd roared with displeasure, Caitlin Clark’s jaw dropped. Mouth agape, she looked stunned as she walked toward the Iowa bench. She held her palms up as if to ask: What did I do?
For some, the lasting image of the 2023 women’s basketball national championship game will be Kim Mulkey’s tears of joy or Angel Reese taunting Clark in the final seconds. For me, it’s the absurdity of the technical foul levied against Clark for casually flipping a basketball behind her back. The foul, Clark’s fourth, put the most exciting player in the sport on the bench with 63 seconds left in the third quarter. LSU thoroughly outplayed Iowa on Sunday, but that’s not what everyone was buzzing about afterward.
Women’s basketball deserves better. It deserves better officiating. It deserves smarter commentary from the peanut gallery. Most of all, it deserves to be treated as the serious sport it is.
There were 37 fouls called in 40 minutes of play on Sunday, split evenly between the teams. Both LSU and Iowa endured ticky-tack calls that forced their best players to ride the bench in the biggest game of their lives. Reese missed the entire second quarter due to a couple of early foul calls. Clark picked up two early, too — called for push-offs, not even on the defensive end of the floor. “I thought they called it very, very tight,” she said afterward. “Obviously, foul trouble is not really what you want in a national championship game.”
Iowa head coach Lisa Bluder went even further, saying that she was most frustrated because the officials weren’t even listening to her on the court. Three of her five starters began the fourth quarter on the bench. Her counterpart at LSU, Kim Mulkey, seemingly had much more success working the refs; she was never T’d up despite walking onto the court many times and even making physical contact with an official.
Kim Mulkey made contact with an official and nothing happened! https://t.co/gSmyOQxNlU
— Nicole Auerbach (@NicoleAuerbach) April 2, 2023
It was, in a word, embarrassing.
The players did not deserve such a poorly and inconsistently officiated game. The coaches didn’t, either. And the sellout crowd and record-setting number of fans tuning in to watch Clark and Reese (9.9 million, ESPN said in a release Monday) did not pay for those tickets or turn on their television sets to see stoppage after stoppage and hear the screeching of the whistle.
“From a fan standpoint, there was enormous disappointment with how the game was officiated because the best players were not playing,” said John Adams, former NCAA national coordinator of men’s basketball officiating. “Having that level of officiating in that type of game, I think, really hurt the meteoric rise of women’s basketball. There is not perfect officiating anywhere ever, but, man, that was awful.”
“Here’s the T on Caitlin Clark… I mean… you have GOT to be kidding me.” – @RyanRuocco
“No player in this game should get a technical foul for that.” – @RebeccaLobo pic.twitter.com/qQuJD6bUTz
— Awful Announcing (@awfulannouncing) April 2, 2023
Adams, who headed up the men’s officiating program from 2008 to 2015, said he used to remind his Final Four officiating crews that the games were always better when the best players were playing. It was the only time over the course of the entire tournament that he met with them personally — the reminder was that important.
Women’s basketball has endured sorry officiating for some time, but it has not always been given this kind of spotlight in front of audiences this big. Sunlight is the best disinfectant, as they say, and it’s time to fix this now. That means a more robust recruiting program, better training and a stricter evaluation process to determine which officials advance to the biggest games. This can never happen again, not as the sport continues to grow.
For so long, fans and media members alike have treated women’s basketball — and women’s sports in general — as some sort of charity case. It wasn’t about the product on the court as much as it was about patting yourself on the back for being one of the good guys. It didn’t matter if those tickets you got for the game came as part of some discounted package to try to fill seats, or if they were free. Brownie points counted just the same.
More than 6 million people tuned in to watch Iowa play South Carolina in the Final Four on Friday night. Iowa-LSU was broadcast on ABC, easily accessible to even more eyeballs. The cheapest single ticket to get into American Airlines Center on Sunday was more than $400. Clark and Reese are bona fide stars, attracting massive followings on social media and big-money NIL deals. The demand to see them square off was real; no one watched this game simply to support the sport but rather because they wanted to watch a great game with compelling figures.
We witnessed a sport take a giant leap this weekend. It’s not often you realize something like that is happening in the moment, but it was undeniable. That’s why the officiating bothered me so much. It’s also why I couldn’t stand the discourse that popped up after the game around Reese and Clark, who are both elite trash-talkers. Of course, there was the racial undertone of comments praising Clark for her behavior on the court but calling Reese “classless” (a word that was trending on Twitter in the aftermath) for her taunting. Cultures clashed in a big way on multiple fronts.
Angel Reese postgame presser: pic.twitter.com/RgCYbIibfa
— Nicole Auerbach (@NicoleAuerbach) April 3, 2023
So many of the male pundits who rushed into the conversation ostensibly on Clark’s behalf wanted to paint her as a victim, despite the fact that Clark expressed no anger or hurt feelings afterward and said she didn’t even see Reese’s hand-waving because she was trying to get to the handshake line. Clark is a trash-talker and a relentless competitor, just like Reese, and they’ll both continue to play that way because it’s what makes them great. But the pundits who teed off on Reese to somehow protect Clark were doing so with arrogance and such obvious paternalism, in addition to the thinly veiled racism.
Caitlin Clark does not need a white knight. She is not your charity case, either. She is an athlete who handles her business and should be treated as any elite male athlete would be. This is a sport that should be treated as a real sport, which means there are winners and losers and also debates about which player is best. It’s OK to criticize players and coaches who make mistakes. For so long, the gatekeepers of the sport believed they needed to be advocates for women’s basketball at all times for it to grow, and that meant only writing positive stories or treating players with kid gloves. We should be well past that now.
So, let’s level up the sport to meet its moment. Fix the officiating that has been subpar and unacceptable for way too long. Treat the product as the money-maker it is when its media rights deal comes up. And allow these tough-as-hell women to fight their own battles.
That is what this sport deserves.
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jovalencia · 9 months
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hey guys. I know I’ve been saying this a lot lately but if you’ve ever cared about me at all. stream.
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skinzchoerim · 1 year
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This stage has been providing me with serotonin nonstop for almost three weeks, I need yall to be insane about it with me
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sniffanimal · 1 year
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Im not a big chef at all, I love cooking but I don't do it very often (money, small useless kitchen in my apt) but I do consider myself a very competent chef. Ive never poached an egg and I'm not good at chopping stuff but I understand flavors and textures well enough that throwing things together usually turns out really well for me, something I'm surprised isn't a common skill.
Tonight I went to make some cheapy packaged Alfredo (just add water kind of stuff) but knew it would be really plain and flavorless so I added half a can of diced tomatoes, some spices and seasonings, and some romano cheese and it's extremely better
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godsbox-a · 11 months
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[ CROWN ] ;u;
playing dead in the grass'd been a kid thing, weeding rabbits out of cloud shapes and bright white cirrus clumps in conscious exchange for scoldings over the stains on his holiday clothes &. the ants in his hair ─ down the line it just turned into a back - ache miracle fix, somewhere around that 28th birthday candle dripping wax, and gojou stepping through the front threshold with more bills from the mailbox than well wishes, distance from the old loosening that leash of obligatory cordiality : a good thing, all in all. he'd always choked a little when it got to the throat.
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dirt - sticky palms had jumped to scuff at his hair once he'd picked himself up ( him, and all the pieces of a brain picked apart in the little time it'd taken to polish off his peanut butter sandwich ) batting out grass clippings &. crushed leaves. ❝ o o i, chihiro chan. 's fixing to rain. ❞ words fixed around that horrifically responsible tone clipped to a surprised stop with the click of his teeth, shut up by nothing but the look of a girl who meant business &. dutifully ducked his head down ─ that didn't feel too bad on the back, either ( maybe he should do morning stretches. ) and careful to keep the funny itchy hug around his head from tipping, gojou'd shuffled to fish out his phone, holding it up, out, turning to and fro within and without the waning light of the sun before it'd sink behind the clouds : his breath bundled up high, puffed in a scattered laugh punched through in unexpected delight. ❝ your construction's good ! should i show off ? ❞ [ ☁️ ] @chiheru
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riickgrimes · 2 years
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the gray man is a perfectly average movie there was no need for it to be the most expensive netflix movie ever like what
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ghoulcified · 2 years
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I put my mind to getting a 4.0 and graduating with distinction.
And.
I.
Did.
It.
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therealallenklein · 6 days
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I stayed up on 4 am working on my album last night 😭 <—hence I can’t even type right
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marcusagrippa · 21 days
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feeling jocular rn tbh
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moonrevolutions · 28 days
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😡 What are their deal breakers?
🏷️ Do they give their partners cute nicknames?
📺 Do they share information about their relationships freely with friends and family?
°✩₊˚.⋆ @byanyan. meme. still accepting!
😡 my god he can't stand someone that can't share a laugh lol. he cannot deal with someone that has no sense of humor! look vi likes to giggle and gag and have a kiiiiiiiiiiii every moment of his life, even if he's deadpan in his delivery. he loves a good joke. loves it. he can't be with someone that can't at least be a little sarcastic and have a good spirit about it... might as well date a fucking plank at that point...
virote doesn't laugh, himself. i mean as in the actual physical expression of laughing. i could go to all of his blogs from 2017 til now and count about 5 times where he's laughed out loud. but he knows humor.... have u seen him? hes funny as hell. so he likes a little humor. he's dry in how his humor manifests. his manzzzzz humor can manifest whichever way. just be a little cheeky now and then. overly serious people piss him off.
🏷️ depends on the relationship... virote kind of does this thing where he addresses his man by the full name like a military general and that's a really big sign of him flirting. he may call an older man ge or something. he really likes the term tii rak / dear, but rarely does he use it. khondii / my love is a cute one he likes, too...
i think i should make a separate post about this, because i could go on forever about context, language usage, etc etc etc...
📺 sure. if you ask. he's not gonna go around and be like MY MANS MY MANS MY MANSSS MY MAN! but if you ask, he'll give you the skinny on it and let you in on the know. virote's not fond of letting people in on his personal life like that lol... some things are best left sacred and for him, his romantic life is part of that. sure if you're close enough, he'll give you updates and all that. but he's like... not gonna be a total maniac about it and start bragging. that shit is so fucking gross to him. and he hates when other people do it too like shut up!!!
if you ask, you ask. you get whaddup. if you don't, don't expect him to spill. that's pretty much it.
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sandyspaghettibag · 3 months
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I'm self-conscious about a lot of things I do creatively, especially because I know I could actually improve my skills at art, piano, guitar, etc if I simply fixed my sleep schedule and ate better, because it's nothing but brain fog and inadequate self-discipline keeping me from genuinely going great lengths in terms of improvement. The one thing I believe I can truly do profoundly when everything else is bogged down so much by my own bad choices is songwriting. Which makes sense at this point, because of course I'd have to get really good at making sense of stuff in my own head when I can't tell anyone about the boy I've almost thrown up crying over … it's literally going to be my third anniversary of falling for him this year and I'm probably going to post so much about that.
I definitely know this year is going to be… very monumental for me, for sure. Maybe incredible, maybe terrible, but monumental no matter what happens. I have a million things to do, I've probably never been as overworked as I'm going to be this year, so I'm promising myself to document 2024 as much as I can.
Not sure how that stuff about songwriting went into such a strange thing about 2024. tldr: I want this to be the last year I lack the ability to improve skills, and I have an annoying ass boy crush who makes me a supeeeerb songwriter but kind of a terrible liar
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humansofnewyork · 11 months
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“The school wanted to create some new after-school programs. I’d run track in high school. Was I good? No. But I ran. So I volunteered to create the track program. The minimum to form a team is eight girls. Luckily I’m a cool teacher. I’m not rushing them to be grown. And I know the memes. So I had some girls who signed up just to be around me. In the end I found my eight. Nobody had any track experience. But these girls had playground reputations; they were fast. We just needed to build up our endurance. At our first practice we ran around the track one time, just to see how we were feeling. I ran out front to show them how it’s done. At one point I turn around, I got girls walking, I got girls stopping. My goal was just to finish the season. I wanted them to learn commitment. So when they grow up they can determine their own way without somebody pushing them. We were a little nervous on the morning of our first meet. Some of us were panicky. Some of us were crying. I told them: We don’t need any MVPs. We don’t need any Rookies of The Year. Just don't stop running. No matter what, just don't stop running.’  All of them raced in different heats. Then the scores started coming in; it was like: ‘Whoa. What’s up. We winning this?’ A lot of the girls placed. Our captain Jaziah was second out of 24 girls. That was the day we became a team. I started buying Gatorade. We chose a team name. Every time I gave a suggestion, they’d be like: ‘That’s corny. That’s corny.’ They’re in that phase of like, they hate everything. But when we got to ‘Baby Got Track,’ that hit. BGT, baby. BGT. Now before every meet we do our BGT chant to give us a little bit of that braggadocious energy. These girls are committed. During the 7th grade trip to the Poconos, the BGT girls were in my cabin. We woke up an hour early, ate breakfast, brushed our teeth, then we ran track. Tomorrow is the championship. We know that we can do it and we’re gonna show that we can do it. But no matter what happens, these girls are already leaders in the middle school. Our principal has noticed the results. We’re getting brand new jerseys. And next year we’re going to have an indoor track team too.”
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