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cutesuki--bakugou · 5 years ago

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Main Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x Koge Naegi (OC)

Story Rating: Explicit

Genre: Fluff / Romance / Domestic

Story Warnings: Phone sex, sexting, dirty and degrading talk, Bakugou’s really fluffy don’t @ me.

a/n: I was going to do like... the fake text screenshots along with this story and draw the pictures that they are sending to each other, but I was just getting too frustrated with it and I couldn’t find the time I needed to do it all, so I’m just gonna go with normal text lol. Maybe next time!

Tagging @lady-bakuhoe ‘cause she’s been so excited about this and pumping me up about it, and @rhombea ‘cause she read it over and helped me with it, and just because I adore them both. (*˘︶˘*).｡.:*♡

Art in banner by me

Me = Koge Cutesuki = Bakugou

Me 3:03 AM: I miss you, Katsuki. I can’t sleep. (>﹏<)

A small sigh left Koge’s lips as she stared at her phone screen, rolling over onto her side to face the wall. The spot beside her was empty, the pillow untouched and the sheets cold, which was something she wasn’t sure she’d ever get used to. Sure, she had spent many nights alone when her lover was off on a trip or on a late-night job, but that didn’t matter. No amount of time could make her get used to being alone, not when she was so used to and craved his presence. It was truly miserable when he was gone, even though she did everything she could think of to try and distract herself.

She spent time with her friends, watched movies, played video games, did yoga and meditation, went shopping, read books, and anything else she could possibly squeeze in so that the only time she was undistracted was while attempting to sleep. Along with texts and phone calls from him, she could get by, especially if the trip was only a few days or a week. But right now, he had been gone for a month. All the distractions in the world couldn’t stop her loneliness now, and what was worse, he was on the other side of the world in America.

There was a huge hero conference being held in New York and being one of the top young heroes in Japan, he had been invited along with quite a few others. He was horribly busy, every day being either an event for the conference, meetings, or doing touristy things with his friends that had gone with him. Koge was glad that he wasn’t alone, with at least Kirishima and Midoriya there to keep him company, but damn was she jealous. She wished that she had been able to go with him, too, but her work responsibilities at home prevented her from leaving.

It didn’t help that the times were so different on top of everything else. It was difficult for Koge to find time to talk to Bakugou for more than a few minutes over the phone, since he was 13 hours behind her in time. Right now, for him, it was just past two in the afternoon, meaning that he was probably in the middle of an event or maybe eating lunch.

Meanwhile, Koge laid in bed, alone, cold, and bundled up in multiple fleece blankets for comfort as she waited for his response.

When her phone buzzed in her hand sooner than expected, her eyes were instantly on the new text message, cuddling up tighter under the blankets.

Cutesuki 3:07 AM: you need to try to sleep, utsuro. its late.

Me 3:07 AM: I know, but… It’s hard without you. (｡•́︿•̀｡) I’m cold.

Cutesuki 3:08 AM: i already know youre bundled up under all those fucking blankets, probably wearing my clothes, too. spray some of my cologne on my pillow or something.

Me 3:08 AM: You know me so well. ( ◡‿◡ *) I am just as you say. And I already put some on my pillow… I didn’t want to mess with yours.

Cutesuki 3:09 AM: considerate. of course youre in my clothes, might as well throw all of yours out.

Me 3:09 AM: Hehe… ( ´ ▽ ` ) They’re just so comfy!

Cutesuki 3:09 AM: which?

Immediately, Koge felt heat rush to her cheeks, biting down onto her bottom lip as her stomach fluttered. He wanted to know what she was wearing. He had to be out and about right now, so what was he getting at?

During trips like this, the two of them were no strangers to phone sex, exchanging sexy pictures or messing around on video chat if they were able. Sadly, Bakugou was also sharing a hotel room with his friends to save on funds, so time alone was scarce for him. In fact, the entire time he had been gone, they hadn’t been able to have more than a slightly flirtatious conversation before he had to go. Koge’s toys could satisfy her in the moment, but nothing could ever compare to the way he made her feel and the pleasure they could create together. Just the thought of the intimacy they shared made her body grow hot, squeezing her bare thighs together to try and relieve the new aching at her hips.

Cutesuki 3:11 AM: well?

Sitting up, Koge reached over and turned on the lamp on the bedside table before leaning back against the headboard. Holding her phone out, she took a selfie, doing her best to make sure she got a flattering angle that showed her body beneath his black skull t-shirt and her bare legs, with a playful smirk and a peeking tongue being all that was visible of her face. Satisfied, she sent it to him, settling down to wait with her legs stretched out in front of her. As she waited, her heart only pounded harder in her chest, hoping that is what he had wanted to see.

Me 3:12 AM: (*´︶`*)

Cutesuki 3:16 AM: fuck.

Cutesuki 3:16 AM: it would be that shirt.

Cutesuki 3:16 AM: youre so predictable.

Me 3:17 AM: Well if you know, why’d you want to see? (¬‿¬ )

Cutesuki 3:18 AM: i need something to jack off to.

Koge’s body was immediately covered in goosebumps, making her shiver and squeal quietly to herself, bringing her phone up to her lips and kicking her legs like an excited child. Maybe he finally had some time to himself? Or was he hiding away in a bathroom somewhere? Any option turned her on.

Me 3:18 AM: That’s all that’ll get you off, huh? ┐(︶▽︶)┌ Guess my job is done.

Cutesuki 3:19 AM: dont be a smartass. more.

Me 3:19 AM: More? (◕‿◕✿)

Cutesuki 3:19 AM: now bitch. or would you rather miss out on this?

Within the next few seconds, he sent in his own picture, displaying his hips, clad in grey sweatpants. He seemed to be sitting on a bed with what looked to be a hotel room behind him, but that didn’t matter to Koge. All she was focused on was his hand, which was clutching onto the hard form of his cock beneath the fabric, showing off his size. Feeling as if her heart was in her throat, Koge squeezed and rubbed her thighs together, looking over every inch of him she could see, from the peek of his belly beneath his shirt to the strong veins that ran along his rugged hand and up his arm. “Damn you, Katsuki! You hot asshole.”

Me 3:20 AM: Challenging me, huh? (ಠ_ಠ)

Cutesuki 3:20 AM: im threatening you. show me your tits.

Unable to stop the smirk that crossed her lips, Koge pulled the t-shirt up, holding the bottom hem of it between her teeth. With only slight position and maneuvering, Koge was able to get a similar selfie as the one a moment ago, showing her legs, torso, and mouth. This time, she had the shirt taught so that it held her breasts in place, only showing a nice and plump peek of the bottom of them, along with her stomach. Her mouth was in a teasing smile, teeth shown clamped down around the shirt, and little pale blue undies fit snugly on her hips.

Me 3:23 AM: (¯▿¯)

Cutesuki 3:26 AM: fuck youre such a tease.

Cutesuki 3:26 AM: i miss you.

A new picture came along with his message, bringing a new wave of heat to her already aching cunt. His cock was now out of his pants, hard and irresistible, crowned with a dribble of precum that had begun its descent down the underside of his head. He wasn’t touching it, using his free hand to hold his sweats down out of the way instead, but Koge could still see a little dark area that had gotten wet before he decided to expose himself. He had also removed his shirt at some point, so his muscular frame was visible.

Giving a frustrated groan, Koge slipped her hand between her legs, beginning to lightly stroke along her sex outside of her underwear. Already soaked through, she couldn’t get her eyes off the picture, nibbling at her bottom lip as she pleasured herself. Every vein and girthy inch of him had her entire body on fire, wanting more than anything for him to shove that beautiful cock down her throat. She missed his hands on her body, the warmth of him against her and how delicious he tasted.

Me 3:28 AM: Ooh, I get the dick before I even show you the tits? You must be horny.

Cutesuki 3:28 AM: you’re killing me.

Me 3:29 AM: ԅ(≖‿≖ԅ)

Sinking down a bit more against the headboard, Koge pulled the t-shirt up over her breasts, being sure to hold her arms in a way that nicely squished them together. Her recently fully healed nipple piercings gleamed in the dim light, and since they were so enticing, Koge decided to get a shot of the other piercing. Getting her mouth in the frame, she opened wide and let her tongue loll out, displaying the piercing on the wet muscle as well. He had yet to really get the chance to play with her with them both fully healed, so she knew this would set him off.

Cutesuki 3:32 AM: fuck. I want to fuck that pretty mouth

Me 3:33 AM: Want to fuck my throat raw, huh? Or maybe my tits?

Cutesuki 3:33 AM: show them closer.

Me 3:33 AM: nuh uh. Pic for pic, right?

Koge moved her fingers back between her legs, rubbing her clit on the outside of her soaked panties. Though, what she received wasn’t a picture. It was a video, the preview making her immediately slip her hand inside her underwear for direct and more vigorous contact.

Pressing play, she felt her entire body quiver at the view, which was filmed from where she would assume his left knee would be. The frame tilted up, his hips all the way up to his nose was visible, showing a clear view of him pumping his cock and frustrated snarl.

“Pic for pic, Utsuro? You fucking tease. Hmn, fuck-“ His voice cut off with a grunt, followed by a deep groan as he picked up the pace on jacking off. “Show me what you really want, whore.”

When the video cut off, Koge couldn’t resist playing it again, beginning to plunge two of her fingers in and out of her pussy as she watched him. It was so hot, his voice so gruff and filled with passion, that sexy growl with each degrading word making her heart race faster. She could only imagine what he’d be doing with that sexual tension; his hand around her throat as he fucked her into the mattress. Or perhaps his fist balled up in her hair while he made her gag on his cock.

Although she didn’t want to stop, she took a moment to slip her undies off, tossing them away. Positioning the phone, Koge used her free hand to spread her glistening pussy open, showing him just how wet she was.

Me 3:40 AM: I want your dick inside me, Katsuki. I want you to fuck me like the little horny bitch I am.

Cutesuki 3:41 AM: good girl.

Me 3:41 AM: I want to hear you. Can you call me?

The instant the phone began to ring, and his adorably innocent picture appeared on screen, Koge answered it, holding the phone up to her ear as she continued to rub delicious circles on her clit. “Katsuki…” She couldn’t restrain a soft moan, slipping two of her fingers into her cunt at the ragged sound of his breathing. “I wish you were here with me.”

“You just can’t stand being without my cock, huh, little whore?” Bakugou’s voice was deep and quiet, making Koge sink further down to lay and dig her fingers in deeper. She could almost feel his body on top of her, pressing her down into the mattress as he hissed in her ear, his thick fingers teasing her pussy in punishment. “You’re such a nasty fuck, always begging for me to fuck you.”

Koge was sure to let her voice flow freely, not restricting and moans or gasps of pleasure. “I love it so much, Katsuki. I love your big dick inside me! I want to cum all over it-” She paused just to hear the soft and frustrated grunts he made, even able to hear his hand working over his cock in a quick and steady rhythm. “Yes, Katsuki. You’re close, aren’t you, baby?” Much to her surprise, Koge found that even she was getting close to cumming quickly with just her fingers, which was a feat in of itself. After years of being with Bakugou, of growing so used to the way he fucked her, she found that something so tame as fingering herself couldn’t usually get the job done. A toy or two usually had to be used to get her off, but tonight, all she needed was the sound of his voice and a vivid imagination.

“Yeah, I’m fuckin’ close. Damn it, Utsuro, your voice is fucking hot. And those shitty piercings… fuck!”

“Mm, that’s right,” Koge’s voice hitched, moving her fingers back to her clit to work herself over the edge. “That’s it, Katsuki! Cum for me-” She was cut off again by her own moan, leaning her head back into her pillow as her hips arched up into her fingers. Straining against the sore burning in her forearm, she forced her hand to continue rubbing, listening closely to Bakugou’s own groans and curses of pleasure. She could tell the exact moment that he came, his voice growing into a deeper growl and trembling with relieved sighs. He couldn’t hold it for very long, and just the thought that he had been wanting her so badly immediately pushed Koge over the edge as well.

Entire body quivering and twitching with the force of her orgasm, Koge clutched her thighs together, slowly and lightly letting her fingers slide across her pulsing sex to ride out the orgasm. In truth, she wasn’t sure how loud she had been or what she might have said when she came. All she had done was listen to Bakugou as he finished, imagining that tight grip on her hips and his hot release inside her. She could feel those rough and calloused hands slide up her sides, caressing her body so close and lovingly after ravaging her completely.

Relaxing her body back against the bed, Koge rolled over onto her side, nuzzling her face against her pillow and taking in the scent of his cologne. On the other end, she could hear him still panting to catch his breath, though a sharp chuckle cut him off.

“You sniffing some dirty boxers, Utsuro?”

“What?! No! I’ve never been that desperate.” Koge couldn’t resist her own soft giggle, smiling against the pillowcase. “I told you, I put some of your cologne on my pillow.”

“Stalker.”

Before she could respond, Koge got a message alert, pulling her phone away from her ear. Putting him on speaker, she opened the message, feeling her entire body flush hot again at the sight of him. Hand still around his dick, his lower stomach, sweatpants and fingers had dribbles of his cum, gleaming against the well-lit room. With a groan, Koge rubbed her thighs together again. “Man, I wanna lick it off!”

“Where’s mine?”

Sitting up again, Koge got into another pose, making sure her chest was exposed along with her puffy and wet pussy that was still tender with the need for more attention. Lips also in the frame, she puckered them in a sweet kiss, her fingers in a cute peace sign to go with it. After sending it, she pulled the shirt down and got comfortable again, smiling as she heard him give a short chortle.

“Cute.”

“You’re cute.”

“That’s my new phone background.”

“No! Someone will see it!”

“No one ever sees my phone, stupid. I’m not an idiot like you who leaves it out where everyone can see the screen. Besides, they’ll catch a glimpse of the most beautiful woman they’ll ever see. That’s a privilege.”

Cheeks flushing, Koge cuddled her blankets to her tightly, nuzzling herself into her pillow. “That’s not true… I’m not the most beautiful.”

“You are to me.”

“You’re too sweet. Turning me into mush over here when I can’t kiss you. Usually I’m the one doing the sweet talking.”

“I miss you. This last week can’t go by fast enough. All this shit is great for my brand, but damn, I’m worn out. All this social interaction is fucked.”

“Is that why you’re in your hotel room today? Isn’t it like two in the afternoon?”

“I didn’t have a panel today to go to, but Kirishima and Deku did. I could have gone out, but I decided to stay in and relax. I’m kinda glad you weren’t able to sleep.”

Reaching over, Koge turned off the bedside table lamp, placing the phone down on his pillow as she snuggled up nice and tight into her blankets. “Aw, I had good luck then today. I’m really glad. Tell me about it! How’s it been?”

Koge wasn’t sure how long they talked, with him chatting on and on about what was happening, who he had met, and what benefits the convention had towards his hero branding. They laughed and got annoyed together. Bashed on this person or praised this company. Reminisced about what they missed of each other and what they wanted to do when he returned. But, at one point, Koge drifted off to sleep to the sound of his voice and his scent on her pillow.

When she awoke to the sound of her alarm going off, Koge yawned and gave a heavy stretch, snatching her phone off the bed beside her, since it had at some point fallen off his pillow. Turning off the alarm, she looked at the time, immediately feeling guilt weigh heavily on her chest. “Oh no, I fell asleep talking to him… My poor Katsuki.”

Rolling over onto her back, she went into her text messages to send him a good morning and apologize, but what she saw there instead made her stop. Bakugou had cleaned up and changed into some new lounge clothes, getting kind of an awkward selfie of him with the city view behind him as he stood on the balcony of his hotel room. It was a cute and innocent exchange compared to the debauchery that had occurred just a few hours ago, and it brought a fluttering to Koge’s stomach.

Cutesuki 5:11 AM: i could tell you fell asleep from your snoring. its cute.

Cutesuki 5:11 AM: glad i could make your stubborn ass fall asleep.

Cutesuki 5:11 AM: love you. call me around 10. the two idiots will be gone for a while tonight. maybe we can have round 2.

Cutesuki 5:11 AM: xo

Smiling, Koge opened her camera and took a picture of her own, sleepy faced and smiling, still bundled up in her blankets. Attaching it to her message, she put the phone down once she responded, giving another stretch and a rub of her eyes.

Me 8:02 AM: I love you too, my Katsuki. I’m sorry I crashed. (╥﹏╥)

Cutesuki 8:03 AM: new bg picture.

Me 8:03 AM: What?? (・・;)ゞ Just pick one! (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞ Cutesuki 8:04 AM: youre beautiful in all of them, dumbass, i cant pick.

Cutesuki 8:04 AM: cant text right now. call me around 10. love you.

Me 8:04 AM: I love you more! (♡‿♡) Cutesuki 8:05 AM: youll never. xo

Me 8:05 AM: (´ ε ` )♡

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chicken-druid · 3 years ago

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a few weeks ago i sat and looked at my steam backlog and other games i own and haven't ever played, and i looked at how long to beat .com and did some rough math to determine how long, without having to play more frequently or at a faster pace than i do now, it would take for me to have finished every game i own if i never bought another game until i had. and the answer was, like, about 13 years

i've been alive for 27, almost 28 years, and to be fair, some of these games came out before i was born, but i figure if i were to actually do this, then by 2035 when i'd be all caught up and ready to play new games again, there'd be enough new shit to keep me occupied for at least another 5-6 years after that, not to mention other games that already exist now that i don't own but want to play someday anyway, and it quickly becomes clear that even if i said, like, ok, i'm cutting it off here, i will never play a single game released after i turn 40, it's not for certain i'd get through everything i wanted to before i died even if i live a full life!

and that's just VIDEO GAMES. let alone everything else there fucking is. if i was trying to balance, say, comics, or tv shows, or whatever, on top of that, i'd be dividing my time between multiple mediums and thus dramatically lowering my ability to ever see everything i want to see in any single medium. and this isn't even beginning to touch non-media experiences i might want to have, like traveling or raising a kid. it is essentially hopeless to try to do everything i want to do before i die.

and sure, that's all the more reason to just get started now and spend less time on tumblr or youtube or whatever right? but my shitty executive function means that whenever i have a certain number of tasks to be accomplished in a limited amount of time, it is very difficult for me to decide how those tasks should be prioritized and how to proceed through them efficiently in order to get as much done as possible, and this problem is that on the grandest possible scale for me. my life is optimistically ~80 years long and a lot of that is taken up by things i HAVE to do, so any time i'm making a decision about how to spend my free time, it's always in the back of my head that that's a final and permanent decision about how some of my finite time as a living person is going to be used. so how the fuck do i just, decide that today i'm going to dig up Final Fantasy III that i bought as part of a bundle in a steam sale 6 years ago or something and embark on that 30-hour classic JRPG journey and then have that be an experience i spent some of my limited remaining lifespan on. not even that like, oh, what if i don't like it. maybe i'll LOVE it, but maybe that decision locks me into a timeline where i never play, say, bravely default 2. and maybe as my life flashes before my eyes on my death bed, i'll be thinking "i wonder what my life would have been like if i played bravely default 2 instead of final fantasy 3" AND THERE WON'T BE ENOUGH TIME LEFT TO FIND OUT

so it's much less emotionally difficult to spend my free time on activities that i can trick myself are idle occupations for part of my brain while i try to decide what i should actually do with my time. like even if it's true that spending an hour scrolling down tumblr or watching youtube videos is equally a commitment of one of my limited remaining number of hours alive, and probably one i'm more likely to regret on my death bed, i'm TELLING myself it doesn't count. and then only when a strong enough motivation finally arises to commit myself to something specific can i finally do it, and sometimes that's commiting myself to something new and exciting, but a lot of the time, especially recently, it's like "let me just re-experience something i already know i like so i don't have to face the dread of trying something new and then feeling like it was a waste of time". sometimes i think i can solve this problem by just making plans, and i'll plan on the next year of what video games i'm going to play and tv shows i'm going to watch and what not. but then within a month i've abandoned those plans because the version of me who has to follow the plans is too far removed from the version of me who created them to still trust her judgment

there isn't really a conclusion to this train of thought, but someday there will be a conclusion to my life and boy i hope i can simply forget the 40 minutes of my life i spent writing this by then so i don't have to wonder about what i could have used them for instead

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rinkrats · 5 years ago

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Q: What was your initial role with the Penguins when you got hired full-time?

A: When I got hired full-time, I was manager of media relations. I’m going to write a book one day about stuff that only happens to me. This is what happens to me: So there was an opening for a manager in media relations position and they had invited me back that year to become a part-time game night employee. Somehow I ate contaminated spinach and was so sick the day I was supposed to go to the pre-season game, meet Tom, tell him I was interested in the job.

I spent the day in the ER at Shadyside Hospital getting IVs and still went to the game that night to tell Tom. He said, I thought you were sick. I said, I am sick. He said, what are you doing here? I’m like, I wanted to tell you in person that I want this job. He said, you could have sent me an e-mail. (laughter) And I’m like, okay, well, sorry, this was the way I was going about it.

So then I interviewed and I ended up getting the manager in media relations. Oct 1st was my official start date, probably like the first week of November the director came in and he's like, if anybody asks I’m sick today. I’m like, what are you really? And he’s like, I just resigned. And I’m like, what? He literally just taught me the game notes. I didn’t even really know what I was doing.

And I remember that day Ray Shero - I had to go in the locker room and the media that day, and our GM was Ray Shero - put his hand on my shoulder and he said, ‘Well, kid, sink or swim’, and opened the door and that was incredible.

WTA Radio was there doing the reads for Project Bundle Up, and I didn’t know any of the players. I was going from player to player,like, ‘Hi, I’m Jen. Keith’s not here today. Would you mind doing this? He said you had this to do today.’ And later that night, in retrospect, I got a text from Keith that said ‘Sid texted: Tell Jen to stop being so polite.’ (laughter) So...

Q: Little did he know.

A: Yeah, if only he knew me now.

Q: A huge part of your job is just developing relationships with everyone, from the media to the players to coaches to management. What are some of the special relationships that you’ve formed over the years that stand out, and how do you kind of go about doing that?

A: I think I was always someone that was personable but one thing that I learned when I was working at Disney was - we’d have celebrities in all the time, and athletes - it was kind of something that I never treated them any different… I just used small talk and humour. I like to joke around a lot. They give me a lot of crap but I tend to give it right back to them.

But I’ve been very fortunate, you know. I’ve been around four coaches, three GMs, and I have to say that I love them all equally. They’re all completely different but I’ve had a great relationship with all of them and I don’t know what it is, I’ve just been really fortunate to have been able to make those relationships.

I mean, trust is a huge issue and I’m very sensitive… I would never want the coach or the GM or any of the players to think that I broke their trust in any way no matter who it’s to. So the circle of trust is really small and I think that’s something that’s probably helped to my success with my relationship with those guys.

-The Scoop with Jen Bullano, 28 Mar 2019

#sidney crosby #jen bullano #i love her #what a badass?!#the scoop #text #pittsburgh penguins

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zutaralover94 · 6 years ago

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Secret child, run away bride/groom, sex hotline operator

So I did not get a little teary-eyed writing this. This is the secret child AU. I am working on the other two. I will make sure to tag you in both of those when I post them. Anyway, Thanks so much for these three prompts! Here we go!

Zuko picked up another box of ramen cups and all but sighed as he put it in his basket filled with similar easy make meals for one. It was just his typical once a month, late night grocery shopping trip. Things that spoiled faster he bought at the convenience store at the end of the block. He pushed the basket a little further down the aisle when a kids came running by with a quick ‘Scuse me!’.

Zuko paid the child no mind. It was normal this late at night for parents to let their kids run through the empty store. He looked back to the dark haired kid stepping up on the lowest shelf. Zuko stepped away from his basket to help the child out. “Here,” Zuko grabbed for the pickled sea prunes and placed it in the child’s hands.

The kid blinked up to him with a smile and a high pitched, “Thanks!” before running back off and down another aisle.

But Zuko didn’t move an inch.

The little girl looked like Azula but with really tanned skin. And maybe without that evil little sister glint in her golden eyes. Her dark hair was pulled back in the messiest pigtail buns. And the uniform she wore wasn’t one of the local schools. And the pickled sea prunes… That wasn’t an everyday…

Nope!

Not possible.

Zuko shook his head and walked to his cart. It was a long day already. He just needed to get home put a mac and cheese cup in the microwave and sit on the couch in his boxers. He deserved it. After the four hour long training session with new employees. Then the next four hours spent on a international conference call. And after all of that he had to play catch up on what he had missed through his training sessions and the meeting. Plus with the end of the month reports due in the morning, Zuko stayed an extra three hours.

He pushed his cart down the next aisle and debated cereal or pop tarts. He always went for the pop tarts because again he didn’t want to have to buy milk only for it to go bad because he doesn’t have time in his morning to do a sit down meal. So poptarts-

Zuko reached out for the moving cart as the kid from the aisle earlier was now standing in the cart and grabbing at a box of cereal causing the cart to move back from under her.

“Lulu!” The mother, or who he assumed was her mother, reached out for the child. Grabbing her just in time as her and the box of cereal decided to tumble out of the cart. “Oh spirits.” The woman cradled the child into her arms and Zuko gently pushed the cart back. “Thank yo-,”

Zuko finally looked up to fully taken in the familiar looking woman. Her hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail, her shirt rode up on the side the child was propped on, and her jeans looked well worn. She blinked bright blue, tired eyes at Zuko.

Zuko could swear on whatever you laid in front of him now that, this, Katara with a child on her hip, was definitely the most beautiful sight he had ever taken in.

“Be careful next time, okay kid?” Zuko smiled to the little girl as she was set back in the basket and told to sit down. She did as she was told and nodded to Zuko. Katara gave a brief smile and pushed her cart away.

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“Mommy, who was that?”

“Huh?” Katara blinked up from where she was staring at her shaking grocery list.

“That guy had golden eyes like me!” Lulu smiled up to her mother.

“See I told you there was other people out there with golden eyes!” Katara smiled back tears and looked down at her list. She had gotten most of everything on the list and whatever was left, Sokka could come get himself.

Katara pushed the cart to the checkout area. There were only two lanes open right next to each other. Katara blew a breath of relief to not see Zuko anywhere around. She began loading up the conveyor belt with groceries and a few thing Katara forgot to pack for her and Lulu.

“She’s a cutie.”

Katara looked out of the corner of her eye to see Zuko placing his items on the conveyor belt next to hers. She bit her lip and turned to take more groceries out of her basket. Maybe if she ignored him…

“Thank you!” Lulu smiled brightly and handed Katara a bundle of tomatoes.

“You are very welcome.” Zuko gave an identical smile. Katara stacked three bags of chips on the belt. “Party?”

“Yes,” Katara was quick to answer. “Lulu hand me the deli meats.”

Lulu did as she was told, “It’s for my birthday!”

Katara and Zuko paused simultaneously. Katara took a deep breath and held it as she heard the dreaded question that was masked in a happy tone.

“And how older are you going to be?”

“Five,” Lulu wiggled slightly in the cart. “But I’m only four right now. That’s not until next week even though we are celebrating it this week with Uncle Sokka and Aunt Suki.” The little girl handed the last can in the basket to Katara.

“Five years old.”

Katara cringed and prayed the cashier would checkout her items faster. She needed out of this store. It was silly for her to bring Lulu back. Sokka and Suki could have done her birthday another time. But Lulu had begged to see her brother’s large dog, who was correctly named, Bear. And when Sokka said they could stay for as long as they wanted as long as they picked up groceries, Katara quickly agreed. So Katara packed up as soon as she got off work, picked Lulu up from daycare and start her four and a half hour drive.

Katara guessed 11 p.m. was just not late enough to go grocery shopping.

“How old are you?” Lulu was leaning on the side of the cart.

“Lulu, it’s not nice to ask people questions.” Her mother gently scolded her child.

“It’s fine,” Zuko nodded. “I’ll be 28 in a few months.”

“You’re older than mommy!”

Katara grabbed Lulu out of the cart and pushed the now empty cart to the bagger. She held onto her daughter’s hand and watched the total on the screen add up with each item. Just ignore him a little longer. You can do this.

“Yeah?” Katara watched out of the corner of her eye as Zuko leaned down to Lulu’s height.

“Spirits!” Lulu gasped.

“Lulu!” Katara turned to her child.

“Mommy! Look he’s hurt!” Lulu pointed to the light pink scar down the left side of his face.

Katara did her best not to react to the scar. But Lulu was right. It was hided well under his long bangs. “Honey, it is rude to point to out things like that.”

“It’s alright,” Zuko lifted up his bangs to show off the skin. Katara raised a hand to her mouth and her daughter reached out to touch her father’s face. Katara quickly grabbed the hand in hers. Zuko looked up to her and let the bangs fall. And Katara could have sworn the whole world stopped around her.

“What happened?” Lulu brought their attention back to her.

“Lu-”

“Well when I was just a little older than you. I had a very mean dad who didn’t like me very much.” Zuko told Lulu.

“That’s so sad.” Lulu tightened her hand in Katara’s. “I didn’t know my dad. But Mommy says he was a very nice man and went to heaven because he helped all those people in the burning building. He was a firefighter.”

Zuko blinked in surprise a few times before looking up to Katara.

“165.98.”

Katara had never been so happy to hear someone else’s voice and quickly turned to the cashier to pay for the groceries. “Thank you.” she tugged on Lulu’s hand to signal they were leaving. Lulu’s ‘Bye!’ echoed around the empty store.

Katara quickly turned on the car and loaded Lulu into her carseat before turning and loading the groceries into trunk.

“A firefighter huh?”

Katara froze briefly, before nonchalantly wiping her eyes with her arm, “She asked and I told her.”

“A lie.” Zuko bit back.

“Well, I certainly didn’t think we would ever run into each other ever again.” Katara continued to pile in her groceries.

“But what about when she got older? And had other questions. Then what?” Zuko tightened his grip on the cart.

“She wouldn’t ask because you,” Katara huffed as she lifted the potatoes into the trunk as well. “Her father is dead.”

“But I’m not dead 'Tara.”

Katara slammed the truck closed and turned to Zuko, the fire he loved so much caught ablaze in her eyes. “I did what I thought was best. I wanted her to know that you were a good person but reaching out for you was like reaching past the grave. Completely unobtainable.” Katara nudged Zuko’s cart with her own so she could put it in the return.

“When was I ever 'unobtainable’?” Zuko bumped her cart right back.

“The minute you took over your dad’s business.” Katara pushed back and finally made it past Zuko.

“I thought we were okay with that?” Zuko said after she had returned to her car.

“No,” Katara opened up the driver’s door. “You saw the opportunity to move up and left no time for me or our unborn child.”

“If you would have just told me-,”

“You would have what?” Katara stepped back towards Zuko. “Huh? Tried to work less hours? Maybe get a vacation day here or there? Quit?” Katara snorted an ugly laugh.

“I-,” Zuko sighed

“So I left,” Katara crossed her arms. “Because that was the only option left.”

The two stood in the quiet of the late night. Stuck in their own thoughts.

“I don’t expect anything now that you do know.” Katara looked back into the car to see Lulu yawn and swipe on a game on her tablet. “We’ve made it this long.”

“Katara,” Zuko sigh and pushed the cart back and forth a few times. “You shouldn’t have to do it alone. She’s my daughter too.”

“You really don’t have to. I’ve been making it well without you for the past five years.” Katara looked back to Zuko and frowned. “I really should get her to Sokka’s. She needs to go to bed.”

“Right,” Zuko nodded in agreement. But they both stood there for a moment.

“Good bye, Zuko.” Katara finally said her voice breaking through the tears that had started to form again.

“Bye, ‘Tara.” Zuko whispered and began pushing his cart towards his car.

“The party is at 6 tomorrow.” Katara called out. “If you get off in time, you should swing by Sokka’s. It’s my parents old place. You remember where that is?”

“Really?” Zuko’s smile practically lit up the dark parking lot..

“She turns five and loves ducks and turtles. Her favorite color is red. Spirits, if she isn’t your child through and through.” Katara gave a wobbling smile.

“Turtles and ducks. Got it.” Zuko nodded. “Do I need to bring anything else?”

“Ha, probably a bodyguard!” Katara yelled across the parking lot.

“What-?” Zuko asked but Katara was already in her car and waving bye.

+++

“You ran into him?”

Katara nodded to Suki who sat opposite of her on the couch. A game of cards between the two of them on the center couch cushion. “And I may have invited him…” Katara bit her bottom lip and gave Suki a guilty look.

“Katara!” Suki exclaimed and looked round. “Sorry, what were you thinking?” Suki laid down three 5s on to the center and placed a 7 in the center.

“I wasn’t.” Katara shook her head and looked at her hand.

“So you invited the father to your daughter’s fifth birthday party. The daughter thinks her dad died in a fire but he’s actually coming to her birthday party.” Suki picked up more cards from the center.

“Possibly. There’s still a chance that he won’t make it.” Katara sighed as Suki set down a wild card on her straight. “Plus Lulu has no idea that Zuko is her father.”

All of Suki’s cards fell out of her hands as she gaped at Katara. “I’m sorry who did you say the father was?”

“Why do you act so surprised?” Katara down her large straight. “Then again I guess you did come into this kind of late.”

“I mean I remember you both were seriously dating. But I don’t-,” Suki began picking her cards back up. “I honestly thought she was Jet’s.”

“Agni, Jet feels like decades ago. We only dated until I couldn’t hide the fact I was pregnant.” Katara laid out a pair of 2s. “I’m glad that didn’t work out. Heard he was a leader of an air band.”

“No way,” Suki rearranged her card before placing her set of 2s down. “Do you think we could invite him too for the entertainment?”

“I swear to Yue if you call him I will demote you as Godmother to Lulu.” Katara threatened weakly.

“Just try and stop me.” Suki laughed and waited for Katara to play her hand. “So why did you invite him?”

Katara sighed and dropped her hands down into her lap. “I-,” Katara let out a long breath. “We were talking about how I don’t really need him to be here. That we are fine on our own. I don’t know.” Katara finally slumped back and over the armrest causing her back to pop in about three places.

“I think you do.” Suki finished her hand with a clap. “And you should just say it out loud while it’s just you and me here.”

Katara wrinkled her eyebrows and shook her head. No, I don’t have those feelings anymore. It’s been five years. I’ve gotten over it. I’ve gotten over him. But there was a tug in her chest that made her feel hollow. Like it knew the lie she was repeating over and over again in her head. “Nah, I really don’t think I do.”

+++

Zuko showed up a little after six jiggling the keys in his hands and looking out to Katara’s parents house.

They had a kid. She was five. She loved the color red.

I wanted her to know that you were a good person but reaching out for you was like reaching past the grave. Completely unobtainable.

Her name is Lulu. She has the beautiful tanned skin of her mother. Her dark hair like his.

I’ve been making it well without you for the past five years.

Zuko grabbed for the gift. It was his oldest memory of his mother. A small yellow duck. His mother would be overjoyed to know that he had pasted it down to his child.

“Okay, you can do this. You’re here for Ka-Lulu. You are here for Lulu. Give her the gift. Wish her a happy birthday. Good,” Zuko talked himself into finally opening the door and getting out. “Hey, it’s me. Zuko. I came to give Lulu her present. Yes. Good.” Zuko whispered to himself as he walked up the sidewalk to the house. Streamers and balloons had been tied to the banister and around the door. Zuko pressed the doorbell and a loud deep barking erupted on the other side. Zuko jumped and almost took back to the car but the door opened before he could.

“Hey. it’s me-,” Zuko started with a raise of his hand. Sokka glared at him and man five years can really buff up a dude. Zuko swallowed and held out the frilly pink sparkly birthday bag. “It’s for Lulu.”

“Well, duh it’s her birthday.” Sokka leaned against the frame of the door and looked from the present up the arm to the person holding it and back again. “What are you doing here?”

“I-uh,”

“Sokka, please.” Zuko heard Katara’s slight beg towards Sokka. Sokka opened the door for him but before he could make it over the threshold Sokka’s arm came out to stop him.

“Hurt my sister or her baby and I’ll have you buried six feet under without any traces of you being gone.” Sokka growled under his breath then switched to a smile when another girl passed through the hallway. “Suki, you remember Zuko right?”

“Vaguely.” Suki stretched out a hand and shook Zuko’s. “Welcome, you can put your presents on the table. We are all out back anyway.”

Zuko followed the couple after Sokka closed the door. He placed his gift along with the rest of them before making his way out through the sliding glass door. He was surprised to see lots of faces he knew already one or two he didn’t. There were three kids playing in a sand pit including Lulu. When she saw him, she waved but quickly went back to playing.

“You made it.” Katara gave just a small smile and gestured to a lawn chair. “We’ll have sandwiches soon. But we were waiting for Toph to get back with the cake.”

“Oh okay,” Zuko nodded and sat down in the chair next to her.

The party went on with light talk and laughter. There was a few stories that filled Zuko in from the past five years, a few he remembers himself. He found himself quickly brought back into the circle of friends. He was even invited to a BBQ happening next month. But he couldn’t bring himself to give a clear answer whether or not he would be there. This all, everything, depended on Lulu and her mother.

Zuko happily stood behind Katara and Suki as Lulu opened presents. “And this one is from Zuko.” Katara placed the pink sack in front of Lulu. Lulu looked to where he was standing before ripping out the tissue paper.

Lulu let out the loudest squeal yet as she reached into the bag. “Oh my spirits! I love him!” Lulu squeezed the yellow duck. “I am going to take him everywhere.” Lulu looked directly at Zuko with honest golden eyes.

“I’m really glad you like him.” Zuko smiled at his daughter and felt emotions he never knew pop into his chest. He coughed and excused himself to down the hallway as he felt the warmth begin to swim in his eyes.

Zuko blew out a breath and wiped at his eyes. Five years. He had missed out on five years of her life. That was time he would never get back. Zuko pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a shaky breath. This could be the very last time he would ever see her again. Zuko sucked in a breath of air through his teeth as he realized he didn’t know who he was more upset about never seeing again, Lulu or Katara. “Oh fuck.” A tear slid down his face and he sniffled.

“Zuko?” Katara laid a hand on his shoulder.

Zuko turned in surprise, “I’m fine.” He opened his mouth and rubbed at his other eye when he realized that it was going to start leaking too. “I, um, I guess it’s time for me to leave. Will you, um,” Zuko cleared his throat. “Will you let her know that her dad.” Zuko swallowed and a tear leaked down the other side of his face. “That I love her very much.”

Katara looked to be struggling to hold back tears too but she nodded.

“I’m sorry, ‘Tara.” Zuko gave a weak smile. “I hope someday you will both forgive me for the last five years.” He finally gave up trying to wipe the tears out of his own eyes and focused on the ones running down Katara’s face. He swiped thumbs over Katara’s cheeks, “And all the years to come. Please forgive me.”

Katara reached up to Zuko’s wrists and tilted her head into Zuko’s left palm with a light kiss, “I’ll let her know. The truth.” Katara pulled Zuko hands away from her face. “So, um expect her to be on your doorstep saying she hates me and wants to live with you now.” Katara and Zuko both let out a light laugh.

“As long as you’re not far behind her.” Zuko leaned his forehead against Katara’s. “I’ve really missed you ‘Tara.”

“I-I’ve missed you, too.” Zuko watched tired blue eyes close before he closed his too. They stood there and listened to the party still going on in the other room. Katara and Zuko both leaning on the other for the first time in over five years.

“Ahem!” Zuko and Katara broke apart and took a step back from one another as Suki stood there with an eyebrow raised. “Be glad it was me and not Sokka.” Suki turned back to the party.

The birthday girl’s parents stood there in awkward silence for way too long of a moment.

“I hope that you come to the BBQ next month. I’ll be bringing Lulu with me.” Katara said after a deep inhale.

“I’ll make sure to put it on my calendar.” Zuko nodded and stepped to the door. “I’m going to go. I don’t want to overstay-,”

Katara quickly stepped up to him and kissed him on the cheek, “Thank you for the gift. Ursa would be pleased that you kept it to give to her.”

“Yeah,” Zuko felt a blush creep up like he was a teenaged girl. “Bye, Katara.”

“Bye, Zuko.” Katara smiled and leaned against the door to watch the love of her life leave. But not for long. And never, ever did another five days go by without them seeing each other.

Author’s note: I was going to do this big long flash back of Uncle Iroh knowing that Katara was pregnant and sending her money each month. And in respect she was going to name her child after Lu Ten. So I went with Lulu.

#thanks for the request #zutara #zutara fanfiction #zutara child #kind of?#secret child au #lulu #zuko x katara #more prompts soon #3K words

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d20owlbear-deactivated · 5 years ago

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The Mathematical Improbability of Reaching the Stars Ch 2

By cassieoh and D20Owlbear

Ch Summary And finally, the twain shall meet. We learn more of Crowley and Aziraphale and something more of Eve and Doctor Haistwell.

The walk across campus was a pleasant one when he wasn’t rushing to avoid being late or hauling far too many books or dodging undergraduates. He paused to adjust his satchel, hiking the aging leather strap higher on his shoulder; it liked to slip down as he walked, especially when he was distracted by something (as he often was). He patted the side of the bag, checking that everything he expected to feel was there and then started up the short flight of stairs that lead towards the courtyard in front of the Athenaeum, pulling out his phone as he went.

He clicked the little button on the side to check the time, suddenly nervous that he’d forgotten something and was actually terribly late to an appointment. It was an old fear, one he struggled with often, but not one he needed to worry about just now as he had nearly a full half-hour before his next lecture.

Just as he moved to slip the phone in his pocket there was a little flash of bright green. He paused, turning the phone so he could see the screen. The little, flashing LED light lit up again, indicating he had a notification. Paranoid about disturbing a class or drawing attention to himself, he usually kept his phone on silent at all times (and triple checked it hadn’t somehow changed status spontaneously), so the light was all he used to mark that he ought to pay attention. The thing was Aziraphale rarely got notifications; his most-used programs were offline games like sudoku or word puzzles and reading apps (though he still greatly preferred the feel of something old and real in his hands). Really, the only ones that deviated from that were the food delivery apps (for when he was too busy to go out to eat, of course). He also rarely got messages at all, so it took him a few moments to place why the light might be green instead of blue as usual.

“Oh,” Aziraphale murmured to himself, surprised at the very notion of being messaged on his phone, “Oh!” He exclaimed half a second later and pulled the phone up close to his face, scrambling to turn on the screen again without dropping it as the phone had nearly jumped from his hands when he remembered he’d sent a reply to the silly astronomy pun from 2am! His tutor!

[Anthony Thursday 2:13 am] Your eyes are like black holes, I can’t seem to escape them. But that’s alright, because I like astronomy.

[Azira Thursday 7:56 am] Oh very good! I’m looking for help with astronomy!

[Anthony Thursday 9:28 am] I’m always happy to lend a *helping hand*, if you know what I mean. ;)

Aziraphale grinned at the last message, now certain that he hadn’t been overconfident when he told Doctor Haistwell that he’d found a tutor. This Anthony fellow certainly seemed like he was chuffed about it. Sure, he’d used asterisks incorrectly and Aziraphale wasn’t sure what he’d been trying to accomplish with them in the first place, but that was alright, Aziraphale wasn’t in need of grammar or sentence structure help. In fact, he’d always rather excelled at that portion of his studies.

[Azira Thursday 10:01 am] Then should we set up a meeting? Maybe coffee? Just to see if we mesh well.

He pocketed his phone with that and hummed a slow tune with Latin lyrics he’d always liked from the days he participated in choirs as an extracurricular, making his way across the small lawn. By the time he reached the doors he was certain he would be receiving another message soon, would meet his tutor tonight, understand astronomy by tomorrow, and there would be nothing at all for Doctor Avgerinós to complain about.

All he had to do was be normal for the time it took to drink one coffee and all his problems would be solved.

He grinned.

The little shed at the back of the garden center wasn’t especially comfortable, though Crowley had plans to change all that. He had big dreams of using his first paycheck (a real, honest to fuck, paycheck that was all his, that he could use to buy food and fill the aching cavern of his belly without standing in the long lines at the local soup kitchen) to buy a blanket that was soft and warm and a little area rug because his toes got so cold in the mornings. He wanted to find lights that he could hang around to make it bright and cozy and maybe a walkman to play the tapes he’d shoved in the bottom of his ratty backpack before– well, before.

But, those were all plans for another day. Right now, he could just see the early dawn light peeking over the buildings through the thick windows on the eastern wall of the shed. He needed to be dressed and in the main building by sunrise. The idea had been easier to contemplate yesterday, when the old lady first proposed it. But then again, yesterday he’d been hungry and more than a little afraid and before Crowley knew it he’d been bundled up and presented with a large sandwich and a glass of milk and, most alarmingly, a job and a home.

The shafts of light shifted, arcing further across the corrugated metal wall, dipping and curving in ways he thought he might grow to love. He needed to get up. He stuck a hand out of the meagre warmth the sheet provided and shivered as chilled air rushed in.

It was just... The little futon was so much more comfortable than the hard-packed earth.

He allowed himself another thirty-count of comfort before throwing off the thin sheet and surging to his feet, throwing himself into the discomfort as quickly as he could.

An extended groan tore its way from his throat as he stretched his arms above his head and arched his back, listening as his spine cracked and popped. Then he twisted around, angling his hips to try and shake the ache from them.

After another few minutes spent greeting the day (which included brushing his teeth and oh how he’d forgotten what a pleasure that was), he emerged from the shed and made his way quickly across the garden center towards the small building at the front. Being that it was located in the middle of London proper, Eve’s Eden was compact, with only two true greenhouses and a small outdoor stand of fruit trees. At the center of the outdoor space was a large pear tree, currently laden down with fruit. He realized just after passing it that he didn’t have to refrain any longer and doubled back to pick three pears, immediately biting into the first and holding it between his teeth as he shoved the other two in the overwrought pockets of the trousers he’d been obliged to borrow from the shelter last week after his last pair had finally fallen to little more than threads.

That was another thing he was going to buy, he thought, trousers. Trousers that fit him and didn’t feel like he was wearing a tent. He never felt quite like himself when his legs weren’t free to move and bulky, cargo monstrosities made his skin itch and his hands dance and his chest feel tighter than he thought clothing probably should do and so he was going to buy a good pair and if that meant the blanket and the area rug had to wait then that was alright.

Crowley frowned to himself as he mentally calculated what would cost what and adding it up in his head, no matter how he spun it, food would be the most important - he could buy a water bottle to keep filling up and a couple of gallons of water on the side for cooking would be cheap as well. Hell, he could probably use water from the hose if it came to that. A blanket would be good and likely doable if he went second-hand shopping instead of buying new, and if he couldn’t get a proper rug that way then he would at least be able to splurge on some of those mass-produced packs of socks from Tesco when he went for cheap groceries. A thought interrupted his happy musings of warm toes, stopping him in his tracks.

Eve– Eve might not mind if customers couldn’t necessarily tell–if he got a sufficiently baggy sweater from somewhere and grew out his hair a little more–he could wear a skirt. They wouldn’t be as cumbersome as the damned cargos he wore currently or grate on his skin. Long skirts would probably be just as comfortable as the tight jeans he preferred. Cooler too, he thought, the greenhouses were comfortable now, but he knew they would be unbearable in the summer. A breeze on his legs would be a welcome change.

He realized that he’d been dithering outside the main building for quite some time and took a deep breath to calm himself.

Eve wasn’t going to throw him out, he thought. She’d seemed tough, but not cruel, not someone who would give him hope that he might have any sort of future at all only to snatch it away.

She wasn’t like that, wasn’t like-

She was different. He just knew it.

So, he straightened the hem of his threadbare t-shirt, quickly giving up on seeming any more presentable than he had yesterday in it, and strode in as if he were the picture of confidence. Eve raised an eyebrow at him from behind her cuppa, slow and still a little sleepy from the morning haze that settles down habitually over cool London mornings.

“Mornin’.” Crowley sketched a sheepish wave, unsure exactly where he was supposed to fit here (other than beneath the Ailanthus tree where Eve had found him sleeping last night). Nothing else seemed like it would know what to do with a Crowley-shaped person next to it, none of the other rows of plants and flowers looked like they could handle his bumbling hands sitting next to their pristine plots. He didn’t know what to–

Crowley was shocked out of his inward spiral by Eve’s hand on his bicep, squeezing just tightly enough to be reassuring instead of scolding. She smiled at him like someone might smile at a dog on the side of the road, bleeding from where it was hit and left for dead. Crowley grimaced in his head, the metaphor was more apt than he’d wanted to admit.

“You know what weeds look like?” Eve asked him, all her pretenses of grumpiness up front at full force, though to Crowley it felt like a welcome, somehow.

“Y-yeah, of course I know what weeds look like!” Crowley stuttered, what little pride she’d let him scrounge up the night before when he’d gathered up his bag and stood to leave when she’d found him curled up behind the roots of the tree furthest from the door was coated his tongue like lead. Heavy and tripping. It dripped down the back of his throat and the molten, toxic metal burnt on its way down, churning his stomach until he was nauseous and coated his heart so that it felt like bands wrapped around it and every beat and every breath pressed uncomfortably tight.

Ping!

Crowley’s phone chimed and he sucked in a surprised breath, tearing himself from his uncomfortable recollections on how he came to be here, nearly a decade ago. It would be nine-and-a-half years soon. And almost ten years exactly from when he’d been kicked out in the first place as a teen.

Crowley blinked at his messages unseeing, lost in his thoughts of Eve and her garden center. And then he blinked some more after he set the phone down, dazed with a stupid grin threatening to overtake his face. How bold! And not in a disgusting way like some people were on dating apps. “To see if we mesh well, ” Crowley’s grin ticked up a bit further at the thought. Posh and poncy, but not in a holier-and-richer-than-thou way, and he could already tell he’d like this Azira guy. Quickly he typed out another reply.

[Anthony Thursday 12:05 pm] I’m certainly interested in meshing with you.

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derpyslurpy-da-derp-master · 5 years ago

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All the personal asks plz

Alrighty then!

1. Any scars?

Mhm, pretty much all the scars I have are burns. One is from burning the side of my arm on an iron my mom had standing upright that I brushed against trying to reach something on the counter behind it and I’ve got one or two other scars from my culinary class on my hands from trying to put a tray in the oven and bumping it on the rungs above the ones I was putting it on. I burnt my hand day one of actually cooking. Yes I’m a disaster.

2. Self harmed?

Absolutely not. One, I’m too scared of pain, and two, I have uh… An unpleasant history involving someone else threatening self harm to make me do what they wanted, so… It’s a really sore spot for me.

3. Crush?

I honestly have no idea.

4. Kissed anyone?

Nope

5. Coke or Pepsi?

Neither they make me physically ill

6. Someone you hate?

There’s a LOT of assholes at my school but the person I hate the most is probably my dad for reasons.

7. Best Friends?

Mhm! I’ve got a handful on this site but my IRL best friend is @theansweris-a. She doesn’t really get on tumblr anymore but if you’re reading this I love you friendo and have a good day! :D

8. Have you ever done alcohol or drugs?

hahaha fuCK NO. I’d rather not get addicted to something that can and will kill me and throw my money at people to sustain it. If someone offered me either I’d probably flip them off whilst slowly backing up and getting tf out of there because NO.

9. What’s your dream job?

Author/Illustrator with some VA work and Video Game directing on the side.

10. Ever been in love?

I have. It was with someone I didn’t have a chance with and who would be an absolutely awful lover to me since we weren’t compatible emotion-wise so I let it go. It was hard, but I did it.

11. Last time you cried?

Last Sunday trying to explain to my mom why our preacher and the church we go to has completely fallen out of my favor for it’s very loud blatant ‘LGBT people are bad abortion is evil insert other white conservative stuff here’ ‘cause she doesn’t know I’m LGBT+ (and it’s going to stay that way) and I was trying to explain to her why I would never say invite my LGBT friends to church because they would be mercilessly persecuted by people who call themselves followers of God then spit in his eye by doing the exact opposite of everything he’s asked of them. Yes I still feel really strongly about this.

12. Favorite color?

Cyan!

13. Height?

How coincidence, I just got it measured today! 5′6, FINALLY OFFICIALLY TALLER THEN MY MOM MUHAHAHAHAHA

14. Birthday?

November 17th!

15. Eye color?

Milk chocolately-brown

16. Hair color?

Dark brown

17. What do you love?

this is so open ended hjkfjfjkhgkjh okay then I love girls, video games, anime, writing, drawing, reading, and animals.

18. Obsession?

My top 3 in order of obsession; Kill La Kill, RWBY, and Kingdom Hearts.

19. If you had one wish, what would it be?

For every single illness, disease, syndrome, disorder, and so on to have a cure. From Cancer to Asthma. Both because I have so many incurable diseases/disorders and because I know there are people out there who have things so much worse than me in that department.

20. Do you love someone?

I love all my mutals, friends, and most of my family including extended family.

21. Kiss or hug?

I’ve never been kissed so I don’t know anything about how that would be so I’d say hug because I love hugs!

22. Nicknames people call you?

Derpy, Slurpy, D-Slur, Resident Cinnamon Roll (That’s my actual nickname on a Revue Starlight discord)

23. Favorite song?

this is like asking me to pick my favorite child uhhhhh… This Life Is Mine by Jeff Williams, it just means a lot to me.

24. Favorite band?

i know no bands by name

25. Worst thing that has ever happened to you?

….Okay, uh, this is gonna be really hard to decide because a LOT of bad things have happened to me. I’ll go with the more physical choice because I’d rather not dump too much of my emotional baggage onto yall. One time I was being prepped for surgery and they needed to get the IV in. (for the record I’m shaking pretty badly right now from thinking about this) They had to stab my arm with what they called a ‘Bee sting’ (it wasn’t a bee sting it goes almost down to the bone) that had numbing stuff in it and they were trying to find a vein they could put my IV in but they couldn’t find one (okay now i’m typing really fast so I don’t have to think about this for long) and they kept stabbing my arm over and over again. The thing is I have a serious phobia of needles that sends me into panic attacks, I’ll go lightheaded I’ll lose my hearing and so on. So I was trying to put a brave face on despite my parents not even being there but they would. not. stop. They didn’t give me a break. It was one stab then another then another then another. I was having a full blown panic attack, I was almost crying. Then they seemed to get it. They left me for a bit and my parents came in. My arm started swelling. They HADNT got it. My arm was being filled with whatever my IV was. They came back in with the beesting. They started stabbing me again but on the other arm. I couldn’t keep a brave face anymore after thinking they were finally done. I started to cry and sob and the panic attack I had that day was the single worst I have ever had. It got worse. They missed a vein entirely and instead hit a bundle of nerves. My hand started involuntarily twitching as pain unlike any I’ve ever felt before or until now wracked my arm. I had actual trauma from this, the night after the surgery I kept feeling ghost pains of the stabs in my arms, I had to sleep on my stomach with my arms wrapped around my front just to make them go away. I’m still extremely traumatized of this to this day. I never want to have surgery again. I never want an IV again.

Okay that got away from me there I’m sorry I kinda was having a panic attack while writing that. Anyways moving on.

26. Best thing that has ever happened to you?

This is gonna sound cheesy but meeting @theansweris-a. She’s the sweetest and kindest person I have ever met in my entire life and I feel so incredibly lucky to call her my friend, though knowing her she’ll see this and reply with ‘No U’ because we always end up in a shouting match of ‘YOU ARE A WONDERFUL HUMAN BEING’ ‘NO YOU’RE A WONDERFUL HUMAN BEING’

27. Something you would change about yourself?

I definitely would lose weight. Not because of societies bullshit but because I legitimately want to lose weight so I can actually get strong and build up some muscle, I WANT TO BE ABLE TO OPEN GATORADE BOTTLES GODDAMNIT

28. Ever dated someone?

Nope, I’m closeted and have no interest in even pretending I’m straight by dating a guy, I mean I know some genuinely nice guys (all of them dorks) but they’re all just my friends though they are massive goofballs and I love them very much. (Entirely platonically)

29. Worst mistake?

I… Don’t think you guys wanna know that. It’s nothing bad its just depressing and I don’t wanna be more depressing then I already have been.

30. Watch the movie or read the book?

Depends on which is better, like I’d rather watch the Chronicles of Narnia than read the books because the books are honestly terrible but I’d rather read Percy Jackson than watch the movie because the movies are incredibly unfaithful to the books.

31. Ever had a heartbreak?

Yeah…

32. Favorite show?

Kill La Kill!

33. Best day of your life?

My cheesiness never ceases but the first time I actually hung out with @theansweris-a IRL at the mall. I remember being SO excited for it but also nervous that how easily we talk to each other wouldn’t translate into real life and I remember spotting her walking up and practically shouting her name before running up and giving her a big ol’ hug whilst crying happy tears (I know i’m sappy shut up) and then when we were let loose to walk around we quickly discovered that we clicked almost immediately and incredibly well it was just the best thing ever. Like, in that one day alone we spent six hours in that mall just chatting and buying stuff and having fun and we left the mall with like three different inside jokes despite it being our first time meeting in person since we first met. Hi my name is Derpy and I’m a big ol’ sap.

34. Any talents?

I’m pretty good at writing, I can type really fast, and I can play the harmonica.

35. Do you wish you could ever start over?

Absolutely not. Things are the way they are for a reason, and even though I’ve been through a LOT it’s because of all that that I’m the person I am today and I wouldn’t trade that for the world.

36. Any bad habits?

Yeah, I’m a nail biter.

37. Ever had a near death experience?

Yes actually, when I was 3 or 4 we took a plane to California to visit some relatives and I almost walked out of the air hatch one the way out, I remember this vividly even though it was a long time ago. If it wasn’t for the flight attendant grabbing me before I fell out, I wouldn’t be here today.

38. Someone I can tell anything to?

@theansweris-a and @my-words-are-light, they’re both really good listeners and have helped me through a lot of stuff.

39. Ever lost a loved one?

My Great Grandpa Ritch died shortly after I was born, there’s a lot of pictures of him smiling and holding me while in a hospital bed and hooked up to oxygen.

40. Do you believe in love?

Oh absolutely, 100%. I mean if you know me you already know that I have just ABSURD amounts of love in my heart and I genuinely believe that it exists.

41. Someone you hate/Dislike?

Wasn’t this already a question?

42. Are you okay?

Mostly, yeah. I have some stuff to work on but I’m honestly at the best i’ve ever been!

43. Relationship status?

I’m a Single Pringle

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Wrote this Modern AU a while back. Not sure if it's going to develop into anything, but for now it's a smutty one shot. It'll be on ao3 soon. Enjoy!

His dark, curly hair pools against her naked belly. His eyes are glued to the dimly lit screen emitting sounds of swords clashing. The quiet clicking of the buttons on his controller the only clue that he's moving. Her silver blonde hair is tucked behind her ears as her violet blue eyes skim the words of the book held with one hand, her other hand lightly scratching his scalp, mindlessly playing with his hair until she needs to turn a page.

Their bodies are splayed across their bed and the heavy form of Ghost is nestled against Jon's back, his cold nose pressed up to Dany's shoulder.

It was rare for them to be home the same night. Most of the time one or the other would be working late. Her shifts at the hospital were demanding and the time between the O.R. was spent checking up on patients or trying to sleep. Jon's nights at the lab were just as late. He knew they were on the verge of a breakthrough and had been pushing himself harder than ever to isolate the gene that could lead to a cure.

Tonight though they had both managed to get a night off, able to be together, even if just to be near one another as they turned their brains off and imbibed in a mindless hobby.

"Fuck!" He mutters as his screen turns red. His failure at playing the fantasy game breaks her concentration from the sentence in the suspenseful mystery novel. He hastily turns the console off, letting the screen go dark before sighing heavily. He shifts his head to look at her over his shoulder, observing her continued reading.

"Ghost, down." He says, nudging the ball of white fur until the four legged companion slinks off the mattress and into his bed on the floor next to the window. Jon shifts his body so that he can gently kiss the soft skin along her ribs.

"What are you doing?" She eyes him as he tugs at the delicate lace of her underwear.

"Nothing..." He smiles against her hip.

"Doesn't look like nothing." She narrows her eyes at him as a shiver goes up her spine.

"An experiment..." He smirks as he manages to finagle the material lower, the platinum gold smattering of hair between her legs peeking out.

"For science?" She lifts her hips just slightly, allowing him to rid her of the panties.

"Exactly..." He muses as he huffs and rolls them past the dragon tattoo on her thigh. She lets the book drop from her hand and bites her lip as she looks down at him. A warmth pools between her legs as he kisses his way back up to her core.

"Mmm, I think this is a good start, what's your hypothesis?" Her hands reach for his chin, pulling him up.

"That you're capable of having at least three orgasms in under ten minutes." Kissing her palm he bends back down and drags his nose along her slit. She moans and arches her back.

"That's a compelling theory." She gasps as he readjusts himself between her legs, hitching one over his shoulder, resting it on his back as he pushes the other off the edge of the mattress so it dangles over the side of the bed. "What are your variables?"

He hums against her and she feels the reverberations through her entire body. "I don't think I should share those with the subject." He growls as he lets his fingers slowly slide between her folds. "For it to be a controlled experiment you'll need to experience the tests first hand."

"Ooo Jon, no one talks nerdy to me like you do." He chuckles softly before focusing back on the task at hand. He spreads her slick sex as his fingers begin circling her entrance. She grips the sheets and tilts her head back into the pillow, biting her lip. Jon's tongue takes one long slow drag from his fingers up, causing her to gasp and her body to arch again.

No matter how many times he'd done this, it never got old. The first time he had they were both half drunk, having stumbled back to his dorm room after a Halloween party. She'd never known sex could be that good. Dany primarily dated selfish jocks or shy nerds. Jon was a revelation to her. He told he had only been with one girl, but between his innate curiosity, physical instincts and plenty of research on the topic of how to pleasure a woman, he had developed quite the talent for sex; one that Dany appreciated reaping the rewards of.

Currently his tongue drives all thoughts from her head though as he continues to lave and suck at the bundle of nerves. Her legs begin to shake and her gasps and moans interrupt her ragged breaths. Dany breathes his name as the first orgasm takes her, spreading through her like a wild fire, forcing her to grip his hair and roll her hips into his face.

"There's one." He smirks proudly before dipping his head back down and continuing to lick as his fingers slowly work within her.

"Mmm, fuck Jon..." She sighs as she buries her fingers in his hair and runs the heel of her foot up his back. His other hand pushes on her thigh, opening her up to him further.

Her mind wanders to the first time they met. Those stormy eyes challenging just as strongly as his sharp mind argued. Jon Snow had infuriated her with his unwillingness to concede that she was right. They had been partnered together on a project in their cellular biology class. The only problem being they both had passion for the subject and an unwavering opinion about it. Eventually they compromised and she had seen that he was right, admitting to him as much. His humble demeanor allowed her to keep her pride intact however and from that point their feelings toward each other developed.

Dany pulls at his hair sharply as his talent for feasting on her makes her lose her senses. He hisses as he looks up at her. "Woman, you're going to rip my scalp off if you keep up with that."

"Sorry," she acquiesces, loosening her grip and moving her hands back to rest on her stomach. Seemingly satisfied he dips his mouth to her once more and sucks hard on the swollen bud. It causes her body to double and she props herself up on an elbow, watching as he continues to devour her with intent. "Fuuuuck." She breathes as her body climbs higher toward release. "Don't stop..." She begs as her head rolls back and her toes curl in anticipation. Hiss muffled agreeance only exacerbates her need to release. He glances up at the goddess that has somehow chosen to be his wife writhes in pleasure.

They were 22 when they met, over halfway through their doctorate program as both had started college programs when they were 16. He'd fallen for her hard and fast, but knew that he had a responsibility to finish college, that he couldn't let this distract him from his true purpose. He was lucky then that when he breached the topic, she was in total agreement. She had an overwhelming need to prove herself.

Her background was somewhat tragic. The story of a family who had the world at their fingertips. Doctor Aerys Targaryen was one of the most sought after brain surgeons in the world until the grief took him. The death of his wife during Danaerys' birth had broken him. Followed shortly by having watched his sons die from a genetic disease that he could not fix. Rae was the oldest, strong until it hit him when he was 20. He killed himself after he was diagnosed. Vic, on the other hand didn't care that he had the gene. He lived a dangerous life. He took too many risks, and the one that got him killed was beyond stupid.

Dany fortunately did not have the green but was left motherless and with a father who was a genius, but stunted emotionally and crippled by grief. He eventually went so insane he was put in a home and Dany was shipped off to live with a man who was close to her family, a colleague of her father. He cared for Dany, harbored her and sculpted her mind. Dany had inherited her father's brilliance and, from what others said, her mother's grace. However it hadn't been the only thing she inherited. Her wealth was unimaginable, but also untouchable until the age of 28, as per the trust agreement.

She was raised with nothing but the kindness of strangers. The small amount of money received by her guardians covered the necessities. She had clawed her way out of her circumstances, applying for grants, taking out loans and working part time jobs in order to afford rent with a bunch of misfits.

Tyrion was a dwarf, incredibly smart and studying to be a lawyer. He had a quick wit and a sharp tongue, it was a good thing he chose to like Jon, because he could be a formidable person to have as against you. Missandei was incredible at languages. She was fluent in at least twelve that Jon was aware of and was currently one of the best interpreters at the U.N. Greyson or "Grey Worm" as everyone called him, was on the football team, one of the strongest and most gifted, but he was painfully shy and preferred the company of Missandei. Today they remain together, he works as head of security at the U.N.

Jon looks at the bedside clock, he's been between her legs for all of 7 minutes and she's edging toward her third climax now. Her hands are clawing at his shoulders as she's propped above him. "Don't fight it." He warns her. "I'll do the thing if I have to..." She grins wickedly at him and pushes his hair out of his eyes.

"Your experiment is going to fail, you might have to retest it all night. Bring on your variables, Jon Snow." Her voice is thick with desire and he groans against her at the sound of his name, laced with a sultry challenge. He nips at her folds causing a surprised gasp and a retraction of her hips. His digits curl into her and he strokes smoothly and circles his fingertips. A gasping breath is his reward and she grits her teeth against the wave of pleasure that threatens to take over her senses.

A nervous laugh bubbles out of her and he tears his mouth from her, lifting her leg to keep it hooked on his shoulder as he brings his hips flush to hers. He reaches down and hooks her other leg around his thigh before guiding himself to her entrance. "I'm nothing if not determined." He warns her as he inches into her warm depths. She grasps her own breast, trying desperately to find an outlet for the feel of the delicious pressure he fills her with. His fingers replace where his lips had just been and he begins to grind into her steadily.

She locks eyes with him and then glances back at the clock. "I only need to withstand for two more minutes." His eyes spark with mischief and he picks up speed.

"There is one thing working against you. I'm an expert in the field of your anatomy." His hand pins her hip where the second dragon tattoo curls around and he picks up the pace, his fingers circling her clit with more fervor. She moans loudly and her hand slams onto the mattress, her face buries into the pillow as she bites down, trying desperately and most likely in vain to fight the sensations he's driving through her.

"Fucking mother of...ah... Dany...shit!" He swears as he begins to feel the effects of their joined bodies on him as well. It drives her further toward the brink of ecstasy. She is always driven out of her mind when he loses himself like that. "Look at me." His breathy request causes her to peek up at him. The intensity of his gaze, the amount of wonder and devotion he looks at her with almost brings tears to her eyes. "I love you Daenerys Targaryen." He hardly ever uses her full name, she reserves it only for her professional life and insists everyone close to her call her the preferred "Dany". She gasps and her legs push against him, she's done preventing the orgasm from taking her, and she reaches for his hand that his wedding band rests upon, gripping him hard as she rides out her climax.

He grins down at her before he lets her leg drop back to the bed. He twists their hands together and smothers her body with his, kissing her hard as the last of her pleasure leaves her panting. "I win." He smriks before nipping at her lip.

"Really? Cause it feels a bit like I won..." She answers as she wraps her legs around his waist and pushes her hips up bringing her mouth to his ear. "I mean, who's had more orgasms?" She teases as she bites his lobe. He shivers and bucks hard into her, a grunting huff blows warm breath across her clavicle.

"Don't test me wife. I'll fuck you until you can't walk tomorrow." She moans at the thought. He'd only done that once to her before, in a fit of jealousy at having met her former boyfriend, Cal Drogo, at their ten year reunion. He was a burly guy, tall and handsome, a six pack that didn't quit and he clearly still had a thing for his old high school flame. Jon remained glued to her hip that night and when they got home, he showed her that he had Stallion pride, even if he didn't attend the same school or even cared an ounce for the mascot of her alma mater.

"Mmm, is that a promise?" She gasps as her heels dig into the hard muscles of his ass. She presses her breasts to his chest and sucks hard on the column of his throat. His chuckle devolves to a groan as he continues to roughly work his hips against hers.

“You tell me, do you have surgery tomorrow?” His purr sends a shiver up her spine and she tries her best to recall her schedule the next day.

“Mmm, I don’t believe I do.” She nips at his ear lobe and pushes her hips up to meet his thrusts.

“Well in that case...” He retracts his hips until he almost slips from her before lunging into her hard and stopping. “Turn over...” He slips from her quickly and pushes himself to his knees. He grasps his swollen and cock, covered in the slick honey and slowly works himself, coating himself. Her eyes darken as she watches but she does what he asks, biting her lip as she flips over, sticking her ass in the air and rubbing it along the knuckles of his fist as they move up and down.

“You want to fuck me like this?” She looks over her shoulder at him, pulling her hair to the side, displaying the third and final dragon tattoo that has its wings spread across the expanse of her back. She wiggles her ass tauntingly.

“I want to fuck you until you’re begging me to stop.” His cool tone sends another set of chills up her spine as he positions himself behind her, Jon pushes her knees further apart with his before he lets his fingers explore her sex. She stifles a moan as he slides his thumb into her, pinching her clit between his pointer and middle finger. His other hand continues to pump himself as he slowly circles his digits. Her muffled mewls growing in volume as she feels a familiar tension building again. “You’ll tell me if it’s too much won’t you?” He asks before he inches forward, sliding his cock between the cleft of her ass.

“Mmmm, mhmm.” She moans and pushes back against him.

“Good girl...now...” He pulls his fingers out of her trembling cunt before he offers them to her other pair of lips. “Suck.” She opens her mouth and licks up his fingers before sheathing them in her mouth, as she does he drives himself into her hard and hisses at the depths he reaches in her body as well as the sharp sting of the teeth that dig into the flesh of his knuckles. He knows hes in for a long night with his Dragon Queen.

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Pittsburgh Pirates versus Atlanta Braves

1 handicapper picked Pittsburgh to dominate the match (Hawkeye Sports)

5 handicappers picked Atlanta to dominate the match (Robert Ferringo, Gamblers Data, The Shark, Kelso Sports Handicapping, Dr Baseball)

Philadelphia Phillies versus Florida Marlins

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St Louis Cardinals versus Chicago Cubs

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2 handicappers picked Seattle to dominate the match (MJP Sports, Boston Blackie)

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5 handicappers picked the Chicago White Sox to dominate the match (Chris Jordan, Michael Cannon, Chuck O'Brien, Sports Wagers, Seabass)

4 handicappers picked Tampa Bay to dominate the match (Jimmy Boyd, Computer Sports, Dimension Sports, Wagerglobe)

Oakland Athletics versus Detroit Tigers

6 handicappers picked Oakland to dominate the match (Marc Lawrence, Lee Kostroski, MJP Sports, Papayagang, Insider Sports Report, Super Sports Group)

14 handicappers picked Detroit to dominate the match (Gill Alexander, Jeff Alexander, Robert Ferringo, Hawkeye Sports, Tommy Gold, Baseball Crusher, The Shark, JSM Sports, Executive, Sportsbook Guru, Teddy Covers, Tom Law Longball Sports, Dozo Games Handicapping, Greg Shaker)

Kansas City Royals versus Boston Red Sox

2 handicappers picked Kansas City to dominate the match (MJP Sports, Greg Shaker)

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NBA Games

There are no NBA games played today.

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[MLB] Most games handicappers incline in the direction of the Minnesota Twins to dominate the match at a 13:4 proportion.

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Pittsburgh Pirates versus Atlanta Braves

1 handicapper picked Pittsburgh to dominate the match (Hawkeye Sports)

5 handicappers picked Atlanta to dominate the match (Robert Ferringo, Gamblers Data, The Shark, Kelso Sports Handicapping, Dr Baseball)

Philadelphia Phillies versus Florida Marlins

6 handicappers picked Philadelphia to dominate the match (Rob Vinciletti, Vegas Sports Plays, Moneylineking, Scott Spreitzer, Louisville Slugger, Golden Contender)

Houston Astros versus Cincinnati Reds

1 handicapper picked Houston to dominate the match (Sports Betting Professor)

St Louis Cardinals versus Chicago Cubs

5 handicappers picked St Louis to dominate the match (Dave Cokin, Chris Jordan, Super Sports Group, Sports Wagers, Kelso Sports Handicapping)

8 handicappers picked the Chicago Cubs to dominate the match (Sac Lawson, Tom Freese, Dunkel, Tv Hotline, Ben Burns, Igz1 Sports, Ny Players Club, Rudy Nyc Sports)

New York Mets versus Milwaukee Brewers

4 handicappers picked the NY Mets to dominate the match (Tommy Gold, Hammerthebook, Sportsbook Guru, Seabass)

6 handicappers picked Milwaukee to dominate the match (Dave Price, Robert Ferringo, Fasttrack Sports, Ben Burns, Sports Brokers, Vegas Runner)

Los Angeles Dodgers versus Colorado Rockies

4 handicappers picked Colorado to dominate the match (John Martin, Bobby Maxwell, Robert Ferringo, Tom Law Longball Sports)

Arizona Diamondbacks versus San Francisco Giants

4 handicappers picked Arizona to dominate the match (#1 Sports, Profit-On-The-Net, Super Sports Group, Kiki Sports)

Texas Rangers versus Minnesota Twins

4 handicappers picked Texas to dominate the match (Jr Odonnell, Dan Bebe, MJP Sports, Karl Garrett)

Seattle Mariners versus LA Angels

2 handicappers picked Seattle to dominate the match (MJP Sports, Boston Blackie)

3 handicappers picked the LA Angels to dominate the match (Pure Lock, Platinum Plays, LPW Sportsforecast)

Chicago White Sox versus Tampa Bay Rays

5 handicappers picked the Chicago White Sox to dominate the match (Chris Jordan, Michael Cannon, Chuck O'Brien, Sports Wagers, Seabass)

4 handicappers picked Tampa Bay to dominate the match (Jimmy Boyd, Computer Sports, Dimension Sports, Wagerglobe)

Oakland Athletics versus Detroit Tigers

6 handicappers picked Oakland to dominate the match (Marc Lawrence, Lee Kostroski, MJP Sports, Papayagang, Insider Sports Report, Super Sports Group)

Kansas City Royals versus Boston Red Sox

2 handicappers picked Kansas City to dominate the match (MJP Sports, Greg Shaker)

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In Focus: Netflix Gets Stickier

Ecosystem. We've heard the word a lot, almost to the point where we're tired of hearing it. For investors though, it's a word that can pay off big when the ecosystem is put together correctly.

For a quick tutorial on ecosystems and the value of ecosystems, check out this MKBHD video.

What ecosystems do best is make a company's offerings sticky. Several years ago Apple decided to start investing in its services business. A move that initially upset the masses on Wall Street who saw Apple as the iPhone company, and wanted Apple to just make better iPhones and sell more iPhones.

Apple understood that there is very little that separates a high end iPhone from a high end Android phone, but what could keep iPhone users coming back to buy more iPhones is the iOS ecosystem. Making an iPhone work seamlessly with Apple Music, Apple TV+, a MacBook Pro, and an iPad, made Apple and its products sticky.

So what does a company like Netflix do when its growth is starting to slow down? It attempts to make the service sticky. With growth slowing, keeping existing customers is as important as gaining new customers. For this reason, Netflix has decided to add gaming to its platform.

I've long stated that Netflix needed something else that would enhance the customer's experience and be of value to the customer. In 2019 I laid out my thoughts on why Netflix should buy Tidal and add music streaming to its video streaming.

Like anything else in life, Netflix gaming can be a massive success or a huge failure. To fail, Netflix just has to follow Google's Stadia plans. Go all in, go big right out of the gate, and try to go head-to-head with the biggest and best in gaming. But to succeed, just do the opposite. Start small, see what works, update often, and change things that aren't working quickly.

I've learned an important lesson from Amazon Prime Video and Apple TV+, and that lesson is, not everyone has to compete to be number one.

When Apple announced it's streaming service my first thought, and the thought of many analysts was how will Apple compete with Netflix? How long will it take Apple to achieve Netflix like numbers, and what will Apple's value be if they can achieve Netflix like numbers. Those were the wrong questions and that was the wrong outlook.

For Apple to win, Apple TV+ alone doesn't need to come close to Netflix's 200 million subscribers, because again, Apple TV+ is a part of an ecosystem, and the value is in the ecosystem as a whole. Apple TV+ subscribers, Apple Music subscribers, Apple Podcast subscribers, Apple News subscribers, Apple Games subscribers, Apple Fitness+ subscribers. All of those subscribers buying into different services adds up to a nice chunk of revenue.

The same will apply for Netflix and their move into gaming. For anyone looking at Netflix to take on Stadia or Playstation or Microsoft, they're looking at it all wrong. Like Apple, Netflix's gaming arm doesn't have to overtake or even go head-to-head with any of the big gaming companies for it to be a success.

Why It Makes Sense

Sometimes, when I'm watching TV, while scrolling through TikTok, with my iPad on my lap, I often forget that in other parts of the world, a smartphone is the only device some people have. Netflix understood this and offered a low-cost mobile-only version of its service in India. Netflix could roll this plan out to other territories in Asia and Sub-Saharan Africa. A mobile gaming service add-on could go a long way in keeping Netflix subscribers in less developed countries stuck to the platform.

Also, mobile gaming is addictive. I have had a few battles with mobile gaming addiction. Temple Run, Angry Birds, Flappy Birds, The Sims, Words With Friends, have all stolen way more time from me than I care to admit. Luckily, I was able to avoid the FarmVille and Candy Crush trap, which did an amazing job in keeping people stuck to Facebook. Finding or creating a hit game is just as difficult as creating a hit streaming series, so this won't be an easy task, but when a mobile game hits, it really hits.

Last year we witnessed Among Us, a game published in 2018 find massive success, to the point where Democratic Representative Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez was able to garner a shocking 440,000 viewers to watch her play Among Us and talk politics. In comparison, Donald Trump and Joe Biden streams on Twitch for campaign events pulled in 6,000 to 17,000 viewers.

Although I don't think Netflix is going to go deep down the gaming rabbit hole and get into full fledged cloud gaming and game streaming and get a gaming team; gaming, even if it's just on a mobile level, if done correctly can be big for the company.

Can't Please Everyone

Netflix gaming will not be a source of additional revenue according to Netflix CEO Reed Hastings, it's more of a way of making a Netflix membership more valuable to consumers. Michael Patcher, a senior analyst at Wedbush called Netflix's gaming plans dead on arrival. Patcher's main concern is Mike Verdu, the person Netflix hired to head its gaming business.

Verdu is a gaming exec who has spent time at EA Mobile, Oculus at Facebook, and mobile gaming company Zynga. On paper he has the experience, but to Patcher, Verdu hasn't developed a good game since 2001 and isn't the right person to lead this venture.

Growth on Pause

In the streaming era, Netflix's recent quarter has been one of its lowest quarters for growth. The company added 1.5 million new users to service, but it also lost 430,000 subscribers in North America. While it appears North America may be reaching saturation, there are areas internationally that have big growth potential.

The Asia is Netflix's smallest region with just under 28 million subscribers. More than half of the world's population can be found in Asia, which includes China's estimated 1.4 billion people (Netflix is banned in China).

From looking at where Netflix is in its Asia expansion, it appears growth may not be fully over for the company, but merely on pause. If the company can figure out its combination for success in Asia, big time subscriber growth could be back in full swing at Netflix.

Netflix to the Moon?

Evercore ISI analyst Mark Mahaney believes Netflix's recent quarter is setting the stage for a rebound in fundamentals and shares. Mahaney feels the stock will surge from here, and presumes Netflix could hit 500 million subscribers and bring in close to $80 per share in profits by 2030.

Since hitting its all-time high at the time of $567 in July 2020, the stock has been in a trading range. The stock has traded to and above the $550 level five times since July 2020, but that area seems to be where the buying fades. In the same time span, the stock has established its support around the $460 area.

I'm in the Mahaney camp that Netflix's stock is set to surge. I'm a believer in the gaming plan, and see this as a good way to keep Netflix subscribers locked in. I also think, with COVID-19 restrictions lifted in many places, content production will ramp up, and Netflix will again drop another viral hit on the world. I still believe the company needs to look into a music streaming service to add to its bundle. Last year, U.K. start up MelodyVR purchased streaming service Napster, formerly known as Rhapsody for just $70 million, that would've been a drop in the bucket for Netflix.

With growth on pause for now, Netflix has moved to creating value for its current subscribers. If it can accomplish being "sticky" and hit another stage of growth, watch out.

#stocks #stocksToWatch #StocksToBuy #Netflix #Streaming #DisneyPlus #AppleTV+#Money #InvestmentEducation #FinancialEducation #MoneyEducation #Growth Stocsk #FAANG #FAANG Stocks #Gaming #MobileGaming

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This time I'm going to round up TWO WEEKS worth of stuff. Here's how my week of training, writing, teaching, and miscellaneous Filipino Martial Arts-y goodness went.

What have you been up to this week? THE WEEK DAY-BY-DAY: Saturday 11/18: Spent the morning getting in last minute practice for kobudo (and brain farted on everything as I was a bundle of nerves) as I helped cover tae kwon do and Arnis classes at Hidden Sword. As is my wont, when I cover Arnis on a Saturday, we hit the bags (and everybody has fun with it). Later that day, I tested for Black Belt in the AKATO Kobudo program. Read the details below (Kobudo: Black Belt Edition). Sunday 11/19: First day of my week-long vacation to Missouri. We drove to Noel, MO and toured Bluff Dweller Cave, which was amazingly beautiful and our tour guide was awesome. Spent the night in Springfield. I missed the Chiefs game while I was in the cave and I'm not sorry about it! Monday 11/20: Drove through Missouri's Lake of the Ozarks region - which is GORGEOUS - and went to the Bridal Cave and Jacob's Cave. Missouri's natural beauty shines in these caves and in this region. Made it to Kansas City, MO that evening. Tuesday 11/21: Spent the day showing my kids my collegiate Alma Mater, Park University (and drove past old homes and haunts), saw Thor: Ragnarok (loved it), and spent the evening with some of my closest and longest-term friends that I have on this earth. Really fun day. Wednesday 11/22: Had lunch with a bunch of friends from college, then drove out to Topeka to spend time with relatives. Thursday 11/23: Thanksgiving in the US. A great friend from college hosted us for the dinner, then we drove down to the Plaza to attend the Plaza Lights ceremony, which is a huge holiday tradition in Kansas City. Friday 11/24: More touring of old haunts in Kansas City, then spent the evening with close friends. Saturday 11/25: Drove back to Texas, with a detour through Wichita, KS, to take a peek at a university Older Daughter is considering. Sunday 11/26: Chores, laundry, rest. It was a long week and a half and this was the first day I wasn't running hard. There was a Chiefs game as well, but we won't discuss that. Monday 11/27: My day off! Tuesday 11/28: Took Younger Daughter to tae kwon do at Hidden Sword. Wednesday 11/29: Attended Arnis class at Hidden Sword. Thursday 11/30: Took Younger Daughter to tae kwon do at Hidden Sword. Friday 12/1: Mid-Cities Arnis had to cancel classes due to holiday events at our rec center. So I started to watch "Punisher" on Netflix. Enjoying it thus far, and hey, it's way better than "Iron Fist", which admittedly isn't that difficult of an achievement. Oh, and these bad boys arrived:

The cord is a little short (have to get that adjusted) but they work great. I'll be writing more about them in the near future.

BLOGGY GOODNESS:

Not a lot of bloggery happened while I was out of town. But here's everything I posted in the last two weeks: Tuesday 11/21: Kobudo: Shodan Edition Monday 11/27: The Flake Factor Tuesday 11/28: Why I'm Against Online Dojos Wednesday 11/29: Into the Great Wide Open Thursday 11/30: THAT GUY: The Exceptionally Bad Uke Friday 12/1: Questions from Quora: Which Martial Art To Learn in a Fight to the Death? OTHER STUFF THAT I SAW/DID: Let me start off this round-up of other goings on in the martial arts world with a post I don't want to have to share, as I'm sad to report that there has been another convicted sex offender found teaching the martial arts, including kids, and he really shouldn't be. Friend of this blog Don Roley broke this news yesterday and please do read and share in our community so we can make sure that Vernon Van Zile is not using our hobby to recruit more victims: Vernon Van Zile - Sex Offender Let me just make a "YEAH THAT!" shout-out to +Joelle White's blog post this week: Gender and Age True love and Arnis. I met the groom in this video and this is awesome.

Y'all know I *love* this stuff.

"Nobody walks around with a stick in their hand".

Been here, done this.

If you run across cool martial arts stuff you think I should see, please do post them in the comments!

FINAL THOUGHTS OF THE WEEK:

Today is a super-normal Saturday. Kobudo in the morning (what, did you think I wouldn't keep at it? I have NEW NUNCHAKU to play with, hellloooo) and then Arnis. Tomorrow we teach the last women's self defense seminar for rhe year at Mid-Cities Arnis. Goodness, I don't know what to do with myself on a "normal" weekend these days! So what did YOU do this week? What did you train? What did you teach? Did you see any really cool martial arts stuff online? Let me know!

#IFTTT #Blogger #Budoblr #Martial Arts

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Zelo - Homecoming

Anon request for football player Zelo confessing to you at the game! The requester also asked he have the blond curls. This could apply to college or high school (but was written more with high school in mind) I hope you enjoy this fluff! - Admin Em

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“_________________!” A cheerful voice says as someone settles in the seat in front of you.

“Hey Junhong,” you muse as you close your book and look up at him. “Finish your reading or did the guys drag you away for homecoming rituals?”

He chuckles at you. “We don’t have rituals.”

“So you just naturally spring one of your curls ten times before every game? Daehyun naturally has to pat Jongup’s butt four times? Yongguk and Himchan always have to chest bump?”

A small blush creeps up his face. “You’ve seen that?”

“Yeah, I noticed Daehyun patting Jongup’s butt when I tried to get your attention once since I thought you were looking my way,” you explained. “I try to see what else I can notice every game before the pregame performance.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, have to do something to pass the time,” you shrug.

“I suppose,” he gives a thoughtful nod.

“And it’s my theory that there will be something different for homecoming.”

“Guess you’ll have to wait and see. So that means you’ll be at the game?” There’s a hint of hope in his voice that makes you smile. Sometimes he’s too cute.

“Of course silly, I have to perform with the band, remember?”

“Right, but will you be staying the entire game?” He clarifies.

“Yeah, Eujin and some of the other girls from the band,” you explain.

A smile forms on Junhong’s face, “That’s good.”

You’re about to question what he means when the English teacher walks in to begin lecture. It wasn’t unusual for the two of you talk so much before class. Junhong was always in your grade, and you’d spoken to each other a few times, mainly about whatever class you were in over the years. But ever since you worked on a project with him last year, he seemed to talk with you more and this class allowed you to get even closer.

The conversation is soon forgotten as you take notes and participate in discussion. When the bell rings, you tell Junhong you’ll be cheering him on later tonight. “Thank you. I’ll see you around,” he says as the two of you part ways.

It wasn’t until near the end of lunch you spotted Junhong walking toward your table. “Hello Junhong,” Hyosung pipes up as she spots his approach. The conversation dies down as he stops at the table.

“Hello everyone,” he gives a shy smile. You aren’t sure what he makes of this until he looks at Euijin, “Can I talk with you?”

“Sure.”

With that the two of you them walk away and you can’t help but smile after them. “What are you thinking about?” Zinger asks, poking you lightly.

“I think he’s going to ask her to the homecoming dance. They’ve been neighbors forever you know so it makes sense.”

“Maybe,” Zinger shrugs before conversation resumes. You don’t get to hear what happens between Junhong and Euijin since the bell rings and you have to head to your next class.

At the end of the day your friend group meets up and naturally you can’t help but ask. “Oh no, he just wanted to discuss the anatomy quiz that we got back,” she tells you.

“Oh,” is all you can say before your group heads to the small festivities outside. You play a few of the little games that have been set up, spending most of your time playing giant jenga with your friends. Eventually you all buy some food that’s available and settle down. “______________!” A voice calls out.

You glance over to see some of the football team headed your way. “Hey Himchan,” you greet him directly since he’s the one who spoke to you. Himchan is probably one of the nicest guys you know. You remembered being so surprised when you met him in band. You would bet anything that he was going to be voted “most popular” or “friend to all”.

“Enjoying homecoming?”

“Yes. Are all of you?”

“Of course, though it will be better once we officially have our victory tonight.”

“Well if you’ve done all your rituals you’ll be fine,” you tease.

“Oh so you know about those?” Daehyun raises an eyebrow, glancing at Junhong.

“I haven’t told her any!” The youngest defends himself quickly.

“I’ve just spotted a few while being on the sideline,” you back him up.

“And the obvious ones, like giving out your jersey,” Hyosung adds, gesturing over to a small crowd of girls in different jerseys.

“You mean the one every lady dreams about,” Himchan winks. “I’m afraid I already handed mine off.”

“Himchan, stop being such a flirt,” Yongguk groans. “We just wanted to make sure you guys were having a good time. Hopefully you enjoy the game later.”

“Only if you guys win,” Nahyun teases.

“Make sure you do all the rituals,” Euijin tells them.

“We’ll make sure it gets done,” Youngjae promises, putting an arm around Junhong who gives a slow nod. Before anything more can be said, the guys head off. With that encounter over, your group finishes eating before you, Euijin, Zinger, and Sumin head to the band room to get your uniforms on and everything set up.

“Have a good performance,” Junhong tells you as he passes by.

“Have a good game,” you call after him.

“Our quarterback better have a good game,” Youngjae teases as he walks passed.

“Be nice,” Jongup tells the elder, and you hear the two bickering as they head down the hall.

Soon enough, you’re warming up before you take Himchan’s instrument from him so he can head to the football field. Ten minutes later, the band marches out and stands at the sideline, waiting for the clock to reach one minute.

“Anything new so far?” Euijin whispers to you.

Your attention goes to the football players to watch. You catch the usual at first, only noting Youngjae bouncing up and down slightly, only stopping when Daehyun whispered something to him. After chest bumping with Yongguk, Himchan moves to take his instrument back and get into his place. With 1:30 left on the count down you watch as Junhong fidgets before springing one of his curls. You can tell he’s nervous by rapid blinking but what shocks you is that you only count nine springs before his helmet is on.

You want to call out to him. Even if the superstition seems silly, you know it's something that matters to him and the team. There's nothing you can do as you start to march with the band. Maybe if he doesn't know it won’t matter. And so you play the pregames songs before the band marches toward the end zone to watch the game and play the school song every touchdown. Instead of playing, most of the first quarter is spent standing around wincing every time Junhong is sacked. The team managed one touchdown, but the other school was doing much better. “This is bad...” Sumin whispers and all you can do is nod as there's a time out.

You wish you could go and tell Junhong to finish his ritual, but you can't interrupt.

The second quarter is better. At the start of halftime the score is 28-14 in favor of the other school. You hand Himchan his instrument before getting into your place on the field. Your body easily moves to the music allowing for a smooth performance as the crowd cheers after each song. You march off the field, spotting the football team waiting for Himchan and cheering him on. Your eyes land on a tired looking Junhong.

Now was your chance.

“Take Himchan's stuff,” you tell Euijin. Before she can ask questions you're rushing off. “Junhong!” You call out as he starts to walk away.

“______________?” Junhong asks as turns to see you mildly out of breath.

Without a word, you reach up and gently pull down a blond curl and release it so it gives a small bounce. “Ten,” you declare. “Your ritual is complete. Now nothing can stand in your way. Please stay safe out there please.”

A grin spreads on his face. “Thank you.”

You give a small nod, about to walk away when he licks his lips nervously. “Wait, there's one other ritual I need to take care of...and I should have earlier but I was nervous.”

“JUNHONG, LET'S GO!” His coach shouts.

“Euijin has something for you...if you accept it. I’ll explain more later. I hope to see you after the game,” Junhong says quickly before runs off, leaving you confused as you head to the locker room to change out of your uniform.

“What was that about?” Euijin asks as the two of you change.

“I wanted to give him some pep by helping him finish a ritual. He mentioned that you had something for me?”

She smiles at you and reaches into her bag. She quickly lets the small bundle drape down to reveal Junhong’s jerseys. You feel your jaw drop. You have so many questions. “Are...are you serious?”

“Yes, he asked me to hang onto it for him for you when he flaked out on his chance in class. He thought I could slip it to you somehow but I'm glad he did something since I had no ideas,” she laughs as you slowly take it from her.

“He was going to ask me earlier?”

“He’s been trying to get the courage all week apparently,” Euijin explains. “But that's something you'll have to discuss with him.”

“Right,” you nod, slipping the jersey over your warmer clothing. “Let’s go find the others.”

“Oh my gosh, it's finally happened?” Sumin questions upon seeing you.

“He might just be giving it to me as a friend. Don't get ahead of yourself,” you tell her quickly. You still can't believe he wanted you in his jersey, let alone that it meant he had feelings for you.

The other two girls are quiet as the three of you head to the stadium. As soon as you enter the area you see the offense heading onto the field. “Go Junhong!” You shout as long as you can.

He looks for the source of the shout and finds you. Even though he has his helmet on you can see him smiling before he gets onto the field. As you find Hyosung and the others they each make a small comment on what you're wearing before the ball is hiked. Junhong quickly throws to Yongguk, who narrowly avoids being tackled. He makes it to the 20 yard line before he gets forced out of bounds.

The game continues with your school's team doing much better. Your group cheers loudly, especially after every touchdown. The team claims a victory with 56 points while the rivals had 30. Both teams shake hands before the rival school leaves, allowing for friends and family to go onto the field.

“Go talk to him,” Hyosung nudges you.

“I’m going, I’m going,” you insist as you stand up and head down the bleachers. You weave through the crowds, occasionally waving to people you know or saying something in passing.

Junhong is chatting with someone when you get closer so you wait off to the side so you don’t disturb them. It doesn’t take long for him to spot, a smile already forming. He says something to the other person before moving toward you.

“Good game, I’m glad your luck changed,” you start.

“Thanks to you,” he nods.

“I didn’t really didn’t have anything to do with your skills. You just seemed distracted before the game even began.”

“Well, I was,” he admits, rubbing the back of his neck.

You can tell he’s nervous as he tries to think of how to word whatever he wants to tell you. So you wait, giving him some time.

“I just wanted to do things properly,” he starts. “You deserve that...but everything I thought of didn’t feel good enough or if it would make you uncomfortable...so I got scared. I feel embarrassed to admit that,” he gives a nervous chuckle. “Every time we would talk I told myself to just ask simply. I just couldn’t get the words to come out. So I asked Euijin if she would help give you the jersey...and then maybe we would get the chance to talk like this.

So when the game started I felt sor of guilty that I didn’t do things myself. That maybe you wouldn’t accept Euijin giving it to you. That by breaking a homecoming ritual, we would lose...and then we were losing, until you came over to me. I was going to tell you then, but well you know how coach wanted me to hurry. So the nerves got a bit better, until I saw you cheering for me. And then I felt like I could do anything.

“_____________________, I know it’s short notice now so I understand if you say no, but would you go to the homecoming dance with me tomorrow night?”

The racing pace of your heart seems to stop as your jaw drops at his words. “I would be honored,” you manage after a moment of collecting yourself. “But, I already promised the others that I would get ready and have dinner with friends...so I’ll have to ask them if you want to do anything beforehand.”

“Anything you want,” he assures. “Just let me know once it’s settled.”

“I will.”

“And if we don’t get dinner together beforehand we can do that another time.”

“Are you already asking me on a second date?” You ask in complete awe, only to feel nervous after the words registered in your mind. You didn’t want him to feel pressure that you assumed this was leading to anything more than just friends going to a dance together.

“I hope there can be many dates...and that you will official go out with me,” he admits bashfully. He didn’t want to ask you out until he was sure you weren’t going to the dance with someone else.

An excited squeal is let out as you wrap your arms around him. “I would love to.”

Junhong doesn’t say anything as he puts his arms around, only to jump when there’s a loud shout of “IT’S ABOUT TIME!” from Youngjae and Daehyun.

Your friends let out a bit of laughter as you feel yourself blushing with Junhong. “Let’s get a picture of you two. ____________, give me your phone,” Euijin holds out her hand. You quickly do as she asks before you and Junhong stand in a better pose for the photo. She snaps a few before handing you the device.

“If you want he can join us for dinner before the dance,” Nahyun offers.

“If you don’t mind, I would like that” Junhong comments.

“I would like that,” you nod.

“Now, we should go celebrate this victory!” Himchan cheers. “Let’s get changed guys.”

And so the guys head to the locker room while the girls wait. You send Junhong the photos before you can forget. Soon enough you’re headed out on the town to celebrate with Junhong holding your hand much of the night.

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While doing an audit for Augur, the Zeppelin team found a “buffer overflow vulnerability in the Serpent compiler.” Here's the Zeppelin description of how the bug affected the live Augur REP token. In total, Zeppelin found 8 critical security problems in the Serpent compiler. As a result, Augur is switching to Solidity and has successfully migrated their token.

Now we know why Vitalik tweeted a few weeks ago that he considers Serpent to be outdated

Per Vitalik, Viper development is picking up steam

The kicker: ZeppelinOS: “an open-source, distributed platform of tools and services on top of the EVM to develop and manage smart contract applications securely.”

Protocol

Latest core dev call. Audio. Agenda. Hudson's post-call notes - first fork will be Byzantium and second will be Constantinople

@cnLedger on Twitter quotes Vitalik on WeChat as saying they're coding a test version with sharding in Python. Have a look: github.

KEVM: Formal semantics of the EVM using K

Vitalik on EOS and on the layers of DPOS subjectivity. We're a long way (metaphorically speaking) from the time when Dan tried to start a rumor that Ethereum would partner with Bitshares, his project before his Steem project before the EOS project. That was less than 3 years ago. One project per year?

High Accessibility Blockchains through tokenized PoS communication channels

Solidity implementation of a Patricia-Tree to verify sidechain EVM transactions

"most contract coding errors that we see in practice have absolutely nothing to do with Turing completeness"

Stuff for developers

Porosity - Ethereum code decompiler “generates human-readable Solidity syntax smart contracts from any EVM bytecode” -- is already bundled into Quorum. White paper. Github

Gnosis talks security procedures for their widely used multi-sig wallet

ZeppelinOS (as referenced above)

React component to ensure Web3 is available before your app renders

Boobies on the blockchain: storing images through input data served through Etherscan. See Reddit thread

Digix token vulnerability report

Releases

Parity v1.7

Solidity v0.4.14

Ecosystem

Iconomi is open to the public for registrations

Alex Miller: the future might just be Ethereum and federated pegs. When I envision the future, this is absolutely one of the ways I imagine that "blockchain" ends up. I have my own related post coming on this, if I ever finish it.

Etherspinner: a fidget spinner whose "state is stored on the Ethereum blockchain and whose client code is hosted on IPFS. Users can spend Ethereum to spin the spinner clockwise or anticlockwise"

Bio of Aragon's Luise Cuende and Jorge Izquierdo

This week the Ethereum genesis block had its second birthday.

Project Updates

The roadmap of Livepeer releases

Iconomi Q2 financial report - up a cool 400%, in part due to the Cofound.it spinoff

What Melonport learned from their first manager competition

Jez San interview on FunFair

Etherplay update -- looking for 3rd party game devs, gas refactoring

Interviews and Talks

Enterprise Ethereum Alliance London meetup talks available -- watch Jeremy Millar on the EEA's history, Matthew Di Ferrante on ring signatures, and ING's Cees van Wijk and Coen Ramaekers on their precomipled zk-snark contract

Oliver Nordbjerg -- Aragon's new engineer

Livepeer weekly update -- cool demo

Simon de la Rouviere talks Curation Markets

Token Sale Projects

Decentraland Q&A with project lead Ari Meilich. Also check out their plans for their first metropolis: Genesis City

Can Grid+ be the onramp to web3 that AOL was for the internet?

On Instagram, Floyd Mayweather is promoting the Stox token sale

As part of District0x's transparency policy, you can click to see their salaries.

How does Kyber manage reserves?

Token Sales

A snafu in the RexMLS sale burned 6700 ETH (~1.5m USD at current prices). The Rex team: "Through a combination of personal and business accounts, we have assembled 6,687 ETH" that will go into the contract.

Tim Draper’s open letter to the SEC in which he suggests grandfathering any tokens issued before the end of October 2017.

General

The WHG has returned all rescued ETH to its rightful owners. You can donate to them at whitehats.eth. They spent 20-30 Eth in gas on the rescue.

"Launching an ICO next week - e-mailed the SEC for guidance after the DAO news, and they called back." I didn't think there was anything interesting in this post, but I keep seeing people sharing it, so I'm including it.

Pantera’s Dan Morehead short video interview with Michael Green from Thiel Macro

Coinbase is treating Bitcoin Cash like it treated ETC: only start the work to make it available if BCC gets traction. Right now it's trading much higher relative to Bitcoin than ETC is to Ethereum -- will it hold?

Vitalik on Metcalfe's Law as it applies to forking

Balaji: Quantifying decentralization

Dates of note

From Token Sale Calendar:

Upcoming token sale start dates:

August 2 – Stox

August 5 – Blocklancer

August 5 – Agora

August 7 – Filecoin

August 7 – Fluence

August 8 – Decentraland

August 8 – Indorse

August 9 – Lampix

August 10 – Propy

August 10 – ChronoLogic

August 13 – SmartRE

August 15 – Ox Protocol (mandatory registration Aug 9-12)

August 15 – BitDice

August 15 – Latium

August 20 – SlotnSlot

August 24 – Real Markets

August 28 – HelloGold

August 31 - Monetha

September 5 – Viberate

September 12 – Evermarkets

September 13 – Unikoin

September 13 – Eventchain

September 18 – Winding Tree

Ongoing token sales:

RexMLS

Macroverse

Blockpass

NeverDie

Brickblock

KickIco

Hirematch

Harbour DAO

GroceryX

Agrello

MyBit

Everex

TribeToken

Want to be included? If you are building your project on Ethereum, email [firstname] @ticketleap.com or send @evan_van_ness a message with 1) your URL, 2) sale date and 3) a brief description of how you are using Ethereum. Listings are free. But please make sure to follow those instructions.

WARNING: list may include scams. Do your own research and due diligence before putting value at risk. Read disclaimer below.

[I aim for a relatively comprehensive list of Ethereum sales, but make no warranty as to even whether they are legit; as such, I thus likewise warrant nothing about whether any will produce a satisfactory return. I have passed the CFA exams , but this is not investment advice. If you're interested in what I do, you can find my somewhat out-of-date investing thesis and token sale appreciation strategies in previous newsletters.]

Newsletter housekeeping

Some time in early August, there will be an announcement that I've joined ConsenSys. Here's a logo to draw your eye in case you were going to skip over this section:

I'm very excited about this move and will have significantly more to say in the future. The newsletters should become more regular again! In the meantime, I wanted to make it clear so that you can judge whether I favor ConsenSys projects.

My charge from Joe Lubin is pretty similar to what Status has told me: keep telling the truth and covering the space objectively, even if the truth hurts.

I like to share it, share it. Sir Mix-A-Lot style

I measure the success of each issue by how much it gets upvoted and shared. This is the link: http://www.weekinethereum.com/post/163710908553/august-1-2017 Follow me on Twitter? @evan_van_ness

This newsletter is supported by Status.im and ConsenSys. But in case you still want to send Ether (or tokens?): 0x96d4F0E75ae86e4c46cD8e9D4AE2F2309bD6Ec45

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