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[gncrezan]

buttonkenzie vs. the chicago subway

[heartsaturn]

“i’m wearing tennessee orange for him” - lh43

luke hughes x fem!reader

summary: in which, blood doesn’t run thicker than water

warnings: nothing (??), intended lowercase, set in luke’s last season at umich, awkward!luke and a bit of shy!luke, ends in a bit of a cliffhanger so i’m open for part two requests if anyone wants it

a/n: woah !!! sara actually write a fic ?!? ik ik it’s crazy. this was requested by my one and only @daniiiboo, i deeply apologize for taking five years (a few MONTHS 😓) for this to come out. i still don’t really like this fic but i like it enough to post it.

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if one thing is true, it is that ohio state hates university of michigan. the feeling is definitely mutual. the two schools have been rivals since before you can remember. all you know is that you cannot associate with someone from michigan. you were raised a buckeye, and you will stay a loyal buckeye, right?

well, being a loyal buckeye is really damn hard right now.

it is not an abnormal thing for you and your friends to go and support the sports teams at your school. most of the time, it was football games. sometimes, it was hockey games. and now hockey season is starting. the stadium buzzes with energy at the first rival game of the season. it’s the beginning of october and the beginning of fall, which you believe is one of the best times of the year. the air finally starts to become crisp after a blazing summer. it couldn’t be a better time for a hockey game. so, you and your friend decide to go to the game for the atmosphere.

just here for the atmosphere, you try to remind yourself now. you also happen to be questioning in your mind why a hockey player just tossed you a puck. a michigan hockey player. there is no way that he thought you were a michigan fan because, first of all, there is a very minimal amount of michigan fans. you’re literally at your home arena. second of all, you and all of your friends are wearing ohio state gear. who does this stupidly gorgeous wolverine think he is?

while all of your friends start squealing because of this boy’s gesture, you sit there in shock. you look at the puck that rests in your hands. you don’t snap out of your confused daze until one of your friends nudges you.

“you think he’s cute?” she asks with a small smile on her face. her words are teasing and her smile is smug.

of course, you think he’s cute. how could you not? he is tall, has curly hair that you can see peaking through his helmet, and you note the little smirk that he had on his face as he skated away from you.

“he’s not bad-looking,” you answer. you can’t stop a small smile that grows on your face as you look down at the little gift.

during the game, you and your friends find out that this boy’s number is 43 and his last name is hughes. you can’t deny that your eyes follow him almost the whole game. you try not to let them wander, you really do. upon finding out his last name and jersey number, your friends are able to find his instagram account.

“you guys are actually insane,” you say with a snicker.

“we just found your future boyfriend on instagram, so you're welcome,” one of your friends teases sassily.

the game goes on and the whole arena is filled with chants and overwhelming school spirit as ohio state finishes off the game, winning 4-3 in overtime.

this is not good for luke. his mind has gone into a spiral of what went wrong and what the team could have done better when he remembers his bold actions during warmups. the truth is, luke isn’t some cocky hotshot hockey player. he is just an awkward college student who happens to be pretty darn good at the sport he plays. luke is charming and charismatic. he knows this, mainly because he has been told by other people. he just isn’t all that confident in using these abilities quite yet.

luke can already feel the regret bubbling inside of him because of his previous actions, certain that he has zero shot with this girl. what are the chances of him even seeing her anyway? well, apparently very high because he does see her again.

you had let your friends encourage you to wait outside the locker rooms to see if you could find the boy that they so desperately want you to meet. and then they left you. they left you wandering outside the locker rooms anxiously by yourself. in their minds, it was a way to get you alone with luke. in your mind, it was downright mean. the only people who really stand outside the locker rooms are family members and girlfriends, which you are neither of. you feel out of place and you honestly hope that luke comes out of the locker room just so that you don’t have to hover awkwardly for much longer.

then, your prayers are answered because out walks the same hockey player that had so shamelessly thrown a girl on the opposing school’s team a puck earlier. only this time, the boy looks much less intimidating. he actually looks quite friendly. when he walks out of the locker room, he is talking with one of his teammates. he looks exhausted and a bit beaten up from the loss that his team just faced, but that doesn’t make him any less attractive in your eyes.

luke sees you and immediately recognizes you. he couldn’t forget such a pretty face. honestly, that is probably the only reason that he gained the confidence to toss you a puck in the first place. seeing you smiling with your friends and looking so gorgeous while doing it made luke so desperate to try and flirt with you.

now, luke is a tad stunned. he sees you and just freezes for a moment. he decides to approach you after a few seconds of you not noticing him.

“hello,” you hear a male voice say after clearing his throat. you spin around to see the captivating wolverine from earlier.

“oh, hi..” you reply softly. both of you seem too shy to speak to the other properly.

“thanks for the puck,” you speak up, now looking up at his taller frame.

“oh yeah, no problem. i’m sure you get that all the time being as stunning as you are…” luke says back. his demeanor is still very bashful. although, he can feel his confidence swell as the conversation flows on because there is no way that he is losing his chance with you.

you find his attempt at flirting a bit amusing but still sweet. his continuous attempts to impress you and try to hold the discussion with you are honestly adorable.

“not usually, and not by anyone i would want to get to know anyway. i could make an exception for you though,” you respond, a pleased smile finding its way to your features.

“do you want to get to know me while we get lunch then?” luke asks. very smooth transition, luke. very smooth indeed.

“our schools are three hours away from each other you know…” you say. your words are meant to be taken almost as a warning. not just a warning to luke but to yourself as well.

“i have a feeling i’ll be in it for the long game,” the boy simply replies with a little grin and slight shrug. his casual answer eased you a bit and let you know that he wants to make it work out if you also want to.

you have literally known this boy for a whole two minutes of your life and you are already thinking about if you could go long distance with him. i guess he really did catch your attention on the ice.

“i’m luke by the way,” he says.

“y/n,” you reply.

you don’t dare to tell your family what school luke goes to if you guys do end up making it work.

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[hopefulcanary]

Do you have any drawing tips for semi-beginners hoping to improve drawing people? 🙏

Draw at least once a day, even if you don't feel like it. Artistic skill is 5% raw talent and 95% stubborn af bull-headed "fuck you I'm mad that I can't draw a 3/4 head so I am gonna draw it a hundred times until I get it right"

Do drawing warmups– straight lines from the shoulder, spirals and circles and cubes, things that get your muscles, well, warmed up. Even if this is all you can draw that day, you're still gaining fine motor control.

Copy from old school masters. I literally, 100% do mean "sit your butt down and freehand a copy of whatever famous painting/sculpture/piece you're gaga for". Critically analyze how these artists drew the human form. Why do you enjoy these artists' works? What would you like to learn from them? I'm not a great colorist, so I enjoy studying how other artists utilize light and color.

Listen to Jack Kirby's advice:

Use references. All the time. Every damn day. Download stock photos that look cool and try drawing them. Take photos of yourself, your friends and fam and draw them. Feel weird because smug little assholes cry that "that's cheating", or folks make fancy jpgs of how you have to change a certain percent of the pose/hair/face/the way the shirt is flowing on your friend's body because exact life-drawing studies are "copying" now??? References are how artists work successfully and grow as artists. So you know, fuck them.

"Stock photo [person] [action]" is a life saver for finding poses to practice on

Use grids if you need to. Our predecessors did. Hell, they used crazy things like the camera obscura to make the perspective of their paintings correct. Programs like Procreate literally have grid guides to help.

Just completely stuck on a body part and frustrated that you can't get it to look right? Trace it. You have my permission. Trace it to get the form right, then try free-handing it again. You'll probably nail it. MAGIC. This is not "cheating".

(Don't trace stuff and pass it off as yours/use it for final pieces* unless your style is literally rotoscoping, a perfectly valid art form. Like, know your work and take pride in it.)

Related to that, don't feel married to a particular "style". Learn the basic foundations, then Experiment. Do those "draw my character in [X] style" memes. Flexibility will help you be kinder to yourself. Push your limits.

Redraw old work, so you can see how much you've improved.

Everything about a person can be broken down into basic shapes. Don't feel like you have to draw all the body contours perfectly the first time, and don't feel married to your first drafts. Revise, revise, revise.

Be kind to yourself. Seriously. Allow yourself to be patient with yourself. Adults in particular are so hard on themselves when it comes to drawing, when we don't need to be.

*On the topic of tracing:

Want to know where you CAN trace all the live long day? Your own work. "What?" Yes. Good god, yes. Light boxes exist in meat space for a reason! Layers in digital programs exist for a reason! So you doodled two different pics of Bucky Barnes and you love his face on one but hate it on another? C&P that sucker over or draw off that. Make a new layer above the mess. Finesse the Winter Soldier into complying cuz he's an obedient boy. It's your vision, go HAM.

On the subject of "Originality":

Andrew Loomis' Figure Drawing For All It's Worth is a solid read that goes into the specifics of how to draw people, going into anatomy and breaking down bodies and faces into shapes and lines. Part of my improvement came when I stopped stressing out about the whole image (at least at first) and took things section by section.

It might seem a little dense and intimidating at first, but it's so much better than a lot of the "how to draw" stuff on the market today.

This is also dense af but I hope it helps!

[pi-cat000]

Girl who made the night sky: p5

NOTE: so I started writing this again this year but didn’t get very far. Here’s what I wrote if anyone was interested. I might post it on ao3 as well, not sure.

Summery: To return home Shikako splits herself infinitely across dimensions. A fault in one of the splits results in a discorporated Shikako stranded in the Naruto canon-verse.

Part 3, Part 4

Her alarm goes off just as the sun begins to peak between the buildings opposite her apartment block.  Sakura roles over to glare at the thin beam of light filtering through her window, catching in floating dust particles. Somewhere in the dark of her mind Kako shifts with amusement, prodding at her sluggish thoughts, pushing them into a state of awareness.

/Morning./ The word is said slowly, echoing with a lazy laughter. Sakura scowls, flopping over to hit the snooze on her alarm, yawning. She is still getting used to waking up at dawn and is thus completely reliant on her alarm to shake her from her sleep. A real shinobi would have enough control to wake up whenever they desired.

/Practise makes perfect,/ Kako says as if guessing the direction of her thoughts.

“Easy for you to say,” Sakura mutters, dragging herself up and yawning again. There is more idle amusement from Kako.

/Have a good day./

Slowly, the impression of Kako fades into the neutral baseline of just-Sakura, signalling that the other was asleep.

“I will,” Sakura comments in her renewed alone-ness.

Kako now slept during the day, leaving Sakura to her own devices. Whatever that not-dream had been, it had disturbed Kako enough that she now spent most of her ‘awake’ time watching over Sakura while she slept. This left only a few scant hours in the evening for discussion, conversation and hanging out together. Despite only having Kako around for a few months, Sakura already misses the other’s presence. Though their interactions had always been limited, reduced to scattered sentences and the occasional emotion, just having Kako listen to her ramblings or watch as she walked to and from the academy, studied or completed whatever other task she had set herself. Funny how much of a difference just having someone around and interested made even the most mundane parts of life. 

Discouraged by her own solitary thoughts, Sakura contemplates returning to bed and sleeping an extra hour. Not like Kako would know if she did. The notion passes quickly. Kako would be disappointed and the thought of disappointing Kako make her sad. Also, she was pretty sure it was dangerous for her and Kako to sleep at the same time. Sakura’s not an idiot. Even if Kako had yet to outright say it, she could put two and two together. Something bad had happened during the nightmare other than just giving them a fright. 

...

The rest of the morning progresses according to her new schedule. She dresses and packs her bag. With her collection of notebooks steadily increasing, it was starting bulge in the middle. The sooner she figured out how to properly make storage scrolls the better.

Next, she shuffles down to the kitchen, pulling together a meal with the correct amount of nutrients. Now Sakura is waking up before her mom, she has been forced to plan her own meals. Kako had been very helpful in that department, pushing her towards the type of diet she would need to help with muscle growth and keep her energy levels high throughout the day. It didn’t taste particularly nice, but it was functional, and she couldn’t help but wonder if the other non-clan kids knew about this sort of stuff. Meal planning was something they’d touched on in class but not something Sakura had bothered applying to her day-to-day life. Sure, she’d always tried to eat healthy but, like most things ninja related, there was a lot more to physical conditioning than just that being healthy.  It had only been a week but she has already noticed a marked improvement in her daily energy levels.

...

Sakura closes the door her apartment just as she begins to hear her parents start to shuffle around, preparing for their own workday. She takes a second to breath in the cool morning air before heading towards the old academy training grounds.

When she arrives the training area is empty like it usually is. Not a lot of academy students bothered coming out so early, especially not to this training spot which was in an awkward location. She hadn’t even known it existed till Kako pointed it out.

Another yawn.

A long sigh.

Sakura begins her warmup stretches, trying not to let the silence of her own mind bother her too much.

She is maybe halfway through the revised exorcize routine that Kako put together for her, when movement at the edge of the training field catches her attention.

It startles her enough that she almost trips through the final set. If Kako were awake Sakura might have had some warning as Kako was usually the one to sense and alert her to people approaching unexpectedly. Maybe she should work on her spatial awareness or lack thereof. She’ll add it to the list.

As it is, she thankfully doesn’t trip and embarrass herself because the person approaching is very familiar.

“Sasuke-kun!” She can’t help but call an enthusiastic greeting, waving. Sasuke freezes on approach, staring his usual blank stare. He blinks, expression shifting ever so slightly to surprise. Well, as surprised as someone as cool as Sasuke can be.

“Hello!” What were the chances of running into Sasuke outside of school hours? Practically zero. Ino would have a fit.

Saskue about-faces and walks in the opposite direction.

“Wait!” She starts to follow as the other quickly disappears into the trees encircling the training grounds.

“Do you want to train…” She hesitates, slowing, “with me…?”

Does she want Sasuke to see her huffing and puffing as she tries to make it past her tenth lap of the field? Her stamina is less than impressive and Sasuke always placed in her class’s top three when it came to combat and physical ability. She stops following. No way was she letting Sasuke see her like this.

If Kako was right, and she usually was, she would start seeing a physical improvement in another weeks time.

She pouts, trying not to feel too unmotivated.  Maybe…hopefully, she’ll see Sasuke out here again and ask to train then? Then she wouldn’t be a total embarrassment. Yes, a prefect plan. She resumes her exercises. Before Kako had come along, catching up to Sasuke would have seemed like an insurmountable task. Now Sakura’s seen what a real shinobi is capable of and said shinobi believes she is capable of the same things, it doesn’t seem as impossible. Goal reaffirmed, she tackles the rest of the morning with renewed energy.

...

Her day progresses as per usual. Sakura sits in class, takes notes, and revises on past topics when Iruka deviates between teaching and crowd control. When lunch break starts, she takes it as an opportunity to sit around the side of the building and examine her sealing notes. Away from her noisy peers, she has a chance to sort through all the stuff she’s been learning and figure out what questions she wants to ask Kako in those few hours they have together in the afternoon.

“Why do these seals use a bunch of descriptive kanji while this one is just a collection of stylistic lines?”

She mutters to herself, scanning the copies of Kako’s seal and her copies of Iruka’s notes on storage scrolls. The storage scrolls are easy enough to understand. The symbols and lines follow a logical progression, building on the basics she’d learnt while studying explosive tags. Kako’s seal is different…very different. Instead of easy to follow connections between the function and kanji, Kako’s seal is a simple circle, spiral and tomoki. Nothing else…No hint at what the lines might mean.

….

...

/Seal is collapsed…simplified. Needs expanding./

Is Kako’s somewhat confusing answer. After spending most of her lunch, then the following lesson mulling the question over, this is less than satisfying.

“What do you mean by needs expanding?” There is a long pause and Sakura waits for Kako to find the right words and energy to talk. Kako could almost communicate in full sentences now but it was still somewhat stilted.

/Not the full seal…simplified…smaller./

Sakura frowns, staring at her desk. Strewn across it are piles of notes, several bottles of ink she’s been infusing with charkha, and blank sealing paper. She had been half asleep at the time but she vaguely recalls how, on the night of Kako’s arrival, the seal had been a lot bigger, stretching across almost all her visible skin. 

“You mean this is only a small part of the seal and there’s more that I can’t see.” A wave of warm encouragement has Sakura continuing, “No, it’s more than that…all the seal is here it’s just…. just smaller…symbolic of the larger seal.”

/Compressed./ There’s a warm swell of pride like she’s just understood some tricky concept Kako’s been trying to impart

“Well …then how do I study it? How do I un-compress it?”

/An expansion seal./

She groans, “So…I need another seal to look at this seal.”

/Hmmm./

“Let me guess: That’s complicated as well.”

/Basics first./

Sakura rests her head on the desk, sighing.

[jeawrites]

3 AM

Note: Today’s warmup!! I’m on a roll today!! Ship: Smii7y/H2o Delirous Words: 1414 Warnings: Mentions of fighting and some injury descriptions (nothing graphic).

Jaren grumbled as he heard his phone going off, the annoying ringtone he had set for Jon playing. “Why’d I pick,” he tossed around to untangle himself from his blanket, “the fucking bassboosted fucking circus theme-” His voice rose as he nearly fell out of bed and he huffed.

He reached over for his phone and quickly swiped on the call, before putting it on speaker so he didn’t have to hold it. “It’s three in the morning,” he stated firstly, not letting Jon speak, “And, I was sleeping so you better have a really good reason to be waking me up Jon.” The anger was evident in his voice, but that spiraled down when he heard a sniffle from the other end. “S-sorry, I know it’s- I know it’s late but I just,” he heard a stifled sob and Jaren’s eyes widened as he sat up. “Jon? Hey, what’s wrong bud?” he asked, concern flushing out any previous irritation. “I-I…” Jon fell silent, and Jaren could hear shuffling on the other end, a muffled voice and a door shutting. “I got- I got kicked out,” he admitted.

Jon had been living with a roommate- Jaren didn’t know their name due to Jon not wanting the guys to know too much about him. Clearly he wasn’t a great guy if he kicked Jon out in tears. “Why’d he kick you out?” Jaren asked. “I don’t know. He-he just- he just woke me up and started yelling at me and then he pushed me out- out the door!” Jon explained. “Do you have anywhere to go?” Jaren was more concerned on that portion. Luke and Ryan and moved a few towns away, but the rest of the guys would jump at being able to support any of the others who were in need of support, including Jon. “N-no,” he admitted, “The other’s wouldn’t-wouldn’t pick up.” He paused and then continued; “Evan did… but he- he’s at work… and I’m not- not supposed to break in through his window after- after last time.”

“Oh man,” Jaren mumbled, shuffling to stand, “You can come over here if you need to, Jon.” Jon didn’t reply for a minute. “Really?” he asked, a hope in his voice. “Yeah, man. You got any money on you anyways? I doubt you left with some,” he glanced around his room as he spoke, looking for a pair of pants. “I- I don’t have much, you’re right,” he mumbled, “only enough to pay a driver.”

“See? So just come over to my place,” Jaren offered. “O-okay. Gimme a sec,” he mumbled. Then, the muffled voices were back. “I’ll be there in a few,” he spoke quietly. “Great,” Jaren smiled, “See you then?”

Jon didn’t reply right away again, worrying Jaren. “Y-yeah. See you then.”

When the call ended, Jaren threw on a pair of pajama bottoms and then headed out of his room. Man, this sorta sucked. He ran a hand through his hair and headed into the kitchen, he grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and took a drink. Maybe this is why Jon didn’t tell them much about the guy- he didn’t want a ton of guys going after him with murder in the brain.

But, that was odd in itself. Jon doesn’t really take shit from anyone- in fact, if anyone was more likely to kill in their group it’d be him. He pondered on that for a minute. Jaren just couldn’t imagine Jon getting kicked out willingly, and he’s hard to fight. If, watching him get into little brawls throughout high school was proof of that.

A knock sounded at his door and he shook his head clean of thoughts as he walked over. When he opened the door, he was immediately pulled into a hug and asked; “Bandaids?” Bandaids? The question didn’t register until he told Jon they were in the cabinet above the oven.

But, the minute Jon had gotten past him, he seemed to realize. “Wait- hold up,” he called, turning on his heels and shutting the door before he followed after him. “What do ya need bandaids for?” he grabbed Jon’s shoulder, and felt him tense under his grip.

When he got Jon to turn around he felt his blood freeze before growing heated as he found his anger fueling him. “What… happened?”

Jon had clearly gotten into a fight. It was obvious from his swelling eye to the busted lip and cut on his cheek. Dried blood trailed from his nose and such. The crying was clear too, thanks to the red in his eyes, the tear marks on his face, and the fact he was still sniffling. He was a mess. “Man,” he breathed and led Jon towards the counter. “Sit.”

He hopped onto the counter and Jaren grabbed a hand towel from one of his drawers. “Did he fuck you up too?” he asked, annoyance itching in his tone. He was so telling Tyler. “Yeah,” Jon answered, his voice mumbled, “I- I just- I mean, he started yelling. I couldn’t- I couldn’t just not,y’know.” He gestured, and he really didn’t make much sense but Jaren understood. He wet the towel with some warm water. “You know, that’s a key detail you coulda told me when we were talking,” he stated. “Sorry,” Jon replied. “You don’t have to apologize,” Jaren told him as he ringed the towel and then moved in front of him. “Lean down,” he stated. Jon listened and leaned down, letting Jaren wipe his face clean.

“I don’t think I’ve seen you this beaten up since senior year,” Jaren commented, taking his time and carefully getting the blood off his face, trying to avoid hurting him. Jon didn’t mind the little stings, he was used to it. Though, the gentle touching was a nice contrast from the earlier events of the night. “I-I haven’t fought much since- since senior year,” he shrugged. “I-I think I got into- into a… a drunk fight with Tyler- uhm,” he furrowed his brows, “A year after graduation.” Jaren nodded a bit, and smiled. “I remember that,” he chuckled, “It was more just you two slapping each other, nothing bad.”

Jon kept his eyes on Jaren, sort of eyeing over the mess of fluffy white hair to the careful mismatched eyes that focused on what he was doing. “Your face is pretty,” Jon complimented, though he didn’t seem to realize he said it out loud. Jaren choked on his breath, and he felt his face heat up a bit. “W-what?” he asked, looking at Jon in surprise. Jon blinked and then turned a little red. “No-nothin!” he exclaimed, “S-sorry- you just- you looked so focused and- and- you look pretty,” he admitted, and he looked away. “I- I just, I was speakin my mind.”

Jaren swallowed and nodded, quickly moving back, and placing the hand towel down before opening the cabinet above the stove, pulling the bandaids out. “Sorry if I- sorry if I made this awkward,” he mumbled and Jaren shook his head. “It’s fine, just…” he smiled, “You’re pretty too.” Jon squeaked, Jaren laughed and took a few bandaids out. He began to patch up Jon’s face and then helped him off the counter. “You’re all fixed up,” he stated, proudly, “Thanks to my handiwork of course!”

Jon laughed softly at that. “Uh huh, thanks,” he patted his shoulder and walked passed him, towards the living room. Jon had all of their houses mapped out. He yawned and sat on the couch, patting the space by him. Jaren followed and sat down, letting Jon lay against him. “I’m kicking your roommates ass,” he promised, wrapping an arm around him. “Got it covered,” Jon spoke back, “I already got Evan on his ass.”

Jaren winced. “Right, you talked to him. But… did you tell Evan…?” Jon snickered. “Oh yeah,” he answered, “Evan knows- Evan knows every little bit.” Oh that guy was going to die. “I gave him the address and all, pretty sure he was gonna pick up Tyler and Brian on his way over,” he laughed, a little more lively. “Man, he’s not just gonna die, he’s going straight to his own personal hell,” Jaren mumbled. “No- I woulda got- got Luke for that. This guy is one person off from that,” he replied. “You saying Evan didn’t tell Luke?” he inquired.

Jon fell quiet and a smile pulled at his lips. “Oh he is so fucked.” They both laughed.

[auburnfamilynews]

The News Journal-USA TODAY NETWORK via Imagn Content Services, LLC

Let’s take a time machine back to March 11, 2020. I remember taking my dog for a walk before dinner, finally enjoying some warm weather. But when I got back home, a story was developing. My timeline, my television, my texts - everything was talking about one thing.

An NBA game between the Jazz and Thunder was being cancelled due to players having contracted COVID-19. Even as players left the court during warmups and spectators slowly migrated out of their seats, nobody could have anticipated what the next six months might hold.

What’s happened since then has been a whirlwind. And yes, even just in the sports world. Leagues shut down, some have started back up, bubbles formed, MLB nearly fell apart again, NBA players may strike the rest of the playoffs, fall college football schedules have been overhauled (or fully canceled).

This week, one week before Labor Day, the de facto opening weekend for college football, we stand with more questions than answers. We think the football season will begin in September, but it’s far from a guarantee. Might some conferences elect to play in the spring, and would it even make sense to do that? What is college basketball going to do? Does 2020 finally cause the schism between the Power 5 and the Group of 5, the haves and the have-nots?

As always, we asked you, dear readers.

There seems to be a growing movement among the conferences that have cancelled their seasons, namely the Big 10 and the Pac 12, to attempt a spring season. There’s plenty of issues involved, such as the weather in the midwest during the spring, and the fact that the College Football Playoff has no intention on moving off of New Year’s Day.

There’s also the issue of having teams effectively play two seasons in one calendar year. Spring football practice beats players up enough that injuries can last through the fall season, what would full contact games do to a team? Would those teams try to have their fall schedules pushed back or otherwise shortened? There’s no easy answers here, and it seems like most of you agree.

The one idea I’ve had that I think makes sense is as follows: instead of trying to create a whole season in the spring, why not supplement spring practice with a 2-3 game “exhibition schedule”. Spring games have officially outlived their usefulness, and the teams that don’t play any games in the 2020 season will be at a massive disadvantage in 2021. Plus, there are rivalries that schools will want to keep “uninterrupted” which will rake in some television dollars, as well. The games won’t have any real impact outside of bragging rights, and sure, some players may opt out in favor of preparing for the NFL. But for the players involved, it will be a good way to get real game experience, while not having to expose themselves to the rigors of 20+ games in 10 months.

I just don’t see how this can happen for the whole college basketball season. Perhaps, if every school in a conference moves to offering online-only classes, players could move in to a bubble to play games. But how long can that last? Are you going to keep them there for 3+ months?

There’s also the fact that I’m not sure mid-major conferences would be able to support this financially. You’d be asking these schools to forgo using their own dorms in favor of housing teams in another city for an extended period of time, plus feeding them and providing them enough incentive to be there that it doesn’t feel like a prison after a few weeks. The SEC can do this. The Horizon League? I’m not so sure.

Finally, a question with some true disagreement.

I’ve been on record as saying I think the Power 5 and NCAA structure was not long for this world, with the end of the Big 12’s tv deal in 2025 as a likely instigator in an overhaul. I obviously didn’t account for 2020.

What we’re seeing this year is a divide between conferences that can take a punch financially and get back up, and those that simply can’t. And even within the Power 5, there’s a spectrum of situations among the schools. If worst comes to worst and there is no football season, Auburn will be able to recover. Washington State? Texas Tech? Boston College? I’m not so sure. These schools rely on their conference payouts, and without them for a year, they could enter a death spiral that they don’t recover from.

And yet, these schools will still be in a better spot than G5 programs.

The financial situation aside, the clear lack of leadership on anything that matters (health & safety, schedule realignment, social justice, NIL rights) leads me to one conclusion - does the NCAA even matter anymore? To smaller conferences relying on a web of connection to the power conferences, maybe. But the SEC, ACC, Big 10, Big 12, and Pac 12 were all essentially left out to dry when trying to figure out how to handle COVID, and as a result each conference is handling matters on its own.

Let’s pretend for a moment the NCAA had some teeth, and attempted to enforce a nationwide cancellation of college football. It’s my belief that the stubborn-as-a-mule SEC would have ignored this mandate, and decided it would play anyways. And do you think that ESPN and CBS would have payed them any less to air their games? Of course not!

And if that had been the case, why would other conferences feel the need to be governed by an archaic ruling body that did nothing but cause issues for the conferences, when just as much money could be found without them?

Do I think its likely? Probably not. But 2020 has seen weirder storylines, that’s for sure.

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7 Fantastic Frank Lloyd Wright Homes on the Market Right Now

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In the world of American architecture, one name stands apart: Frank Lloyd Wright.

Wright breathed life into organic architecture, an approach to building with an eye always fixed on the structure’s natural surroundings, grounded in simplicity and function above all else.

Dubbed by the American Institute of Architects as the “greatest American architect of all time,” Wright designed more than 1,100 buildings, 532 of which were eventually built. From his early designs in the low-slung prairie style to the efficient, affordable Usonian style inspired by the Great Depression, everything Wright created aimed to create spaces that he described as “eloquent and humane.”

Thanks to fans of his work, and the dedication of the Frank Lloyd Wright Foundation, many of his designs have been preserved and are still in use today.

In fact, we spied seven incredible homes designed by Wright on the market right now. Let’s have a look…

1. 5212 E Exeter Blvd, Phoenix, AZ

Price: $12.95 million David and Gladys Wright House: Built in 1951, this home was designed for Wright’s son David, and his wife, Gladys. It was a warmup of sorts—a spiral design that preceded Wright’s Guggenheim Museum in New York City. The home needs fairly extensive repairs, including structural and electrical, but the guesthouse has been recently updated. Included with the sale of the home is a dining table, chairs, and a reproduction of the “March Balloons��� carpet Wright designed for the home.

The house designed for David and Gladys Wright

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2. 2107 West Lawn Ave, Madison, WI

Price: $799,000 American System–Built Home: Wright partnered with the Arthur L. Richards factory to design prefabricated, ready-to-assemble structures to cut costs. Several of these homes still stand in Wisconsin, Illinois, Indiana, and Iowa. This three-bedroom version, built in 1917, was recently verified as a genuine Wright design.

American Systems–Built Home

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3. 2607 Glendower Ave, Los Angeles, CA

Price: $23 million Ennis House: Perched atop a Los Feliz hill with views of the Los Angeles skyline and the Pacific Ocean, the Ennis house has been meticulously restored. Built in 1924, the three-bedroom, 3.5-bathroom “textile block” home has been featured in many movies, TV shows, and commercials, including “Mulholland Drive,” “Beverly Hills Cop II,” and “Blade Runner.”

Ennis house

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4. 350 Fairbank Road, Riverside, IL 

Price: $800,000 The Coonley Playhouse: An early example of the Usonian style, this building was constructed in 1912 to serve as a small private school, but was later converted into a single-family home. It has been carefully restored, including the striking abstract balloon-and-confetti glass windows surrounding the main interior space.

The Coonley Playhouse

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5. 2801 Burnham Blvd., Minneapolis, MN 

Price: $3.4 million Cedar Lake house: With only two previous owners, this Wright-designed home has been meticulously maintained. Built of stone and wood in 1951, the three-bedroom home overlooks Cedar Lake and is listed on the National Historic Register.

Cedar Lake house

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6. 281 Bloomingbank Rd, Riverside, IL 

Price: $1.3 million Avery Coonley house: This very first example of Wright’s prairie style was built in 1910 for entertaining on a grand scale. The 6,000-square-foot home is filled with signature Wright touches, including art glass windows. The home was designed in “zones,” meaning spaces were grouped based on their function across its two levels. Sitting on more than an acre of land, the home has been carefully maintained to preserve Wright’s design details.

Avery Coonley house

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7. 11 Orchard Brook Dr, Pleasantville, NY 10570

Price: $1,425,000 Sol Friedman house: Located less than an hour from Manhattan, this three-bedroom, 2.5-bathroom home built in 1948 has been documented by architecture photographer Ezra Stoller and featured in publications such as the New York Times. The circular home is punctuated by a whimsical, mushroom-shaped carport situated just off the front of the home and surrounded by tall trees.

Sol Friedman house

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7 Fantastic Frank Lloyd Wright Homes on the Market Right Now

realtor.com

In the world of American architecture, one name stands apart: Frank Lloyd Wright.

Wright breathed life into organic architecture, an approach to building with an eye always fixed on the structure’s natural surroundings, grounded in simplicity and function above all else.

Dubbed by the American Institute of Architects as the “greatest American architect of all time,” Wright designed more than 1,100 buildings, 532 of which were eventually built. From his early designs in the low-slung prairie style to the efficient, affordable Usonian style inspired by the Great Depression, everything Wright created aimed to create spaces that he described as “eloquent and humane.”

Thanks to fans of his work, and the dedication of the Frank Lloyd Wright Foundation, many of his designs have been preserved and are still in use today.

In fact, we spied seven incredible homes designed by Wright on the market right now. Let’s have a look…

1. 5212 E Exeter Blvd, Phoenix, AZ

Price: $12.95 million David and Gladys Wright House: Built in 1951, this home was designed for Wright’s son David, and his wife, Gladys. It was a warmup of sorts—a spiral design that preceded Wright’s Guggenheim Museum in New York City. The home needs fairly extensive repairs, including structural and electrical, but the guesthouse has been recently updated. Included with the sale of the home is a dining table, chairs, and a reproduction of the “March Balloons” carpet Wright designed for the home.

The house designed for David and Gladys Wright

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2. 2107 West Lawn Ave, Madison, WI

Price: $799,000 American System–Built Home: Wright partnered with the Arthur L. Richards factory to design prefabricated, ready-to-assemble structures to cut costs. Several of these homes still stand in Wisconsin, Illinois, Indiana, and Iowa. This three-bedroom version, built in 1917, was recently verified as a genuine Wright design.

American Systems–Built Home

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3. 2607 Glendower Ave, Los Angeles, CA

Price: $23 million Ennis House: Perched atop a Los Feliz hill with views of the Los Angeles skyline and the Pacific Ocean, the Ennis house has been meticulously restored. Built in 1924, the three-bedroom, 3.5-bathroom “textile block” home has been featured in many movies, TV shows, and commercials, including “Mulholland Drive,” “Beverly Hills Cop II,” and “Blade Runner.”

Ennis house

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4. 350 Fairbank Road, Riverside, IL 

Price: $800,000 The Coonley Playhouse: An early example of the Usonian style, this building was constructed in 1912 to serve as a small private school, but was later converted into a single-family home. It has been carefully restored, including the striking abstract balloon-and-confetti glass windows surrounding the main interior space.

The Coonley Playhouse

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5. 2801 Burnham Blvd., Minneapolis, MN 

Price: $3.4 million Cedar Lake house: With only two previous owners, this Wright-designed home has been meticulously maintained. Built of stone and wood in 1951, the three-bedroom home overlooks Cedar Lake and is listed on the National Historic Register.

Cedar Lake house

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6. 281 Bloomingbank Rd, Riverside, IL 

Price: $1.3 million Avery Coonley house: This very first example of Wright’s prairie style was built in 1910 for entertaining on a grand scale. The 6,000-square-foot home is filled with signature Wright touches, including art glass windows. The home was designed in “zones,” meaning spaces were grouped based on their function across its two levels. Sitting on more than an acre of land, the home has been carefully maintained to preserve Wright’s design details.

Avery Coonley house

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7. 11 Orchard Brook Dr, Pleasantville, NY 10570

Price: $1,425,000 Sol Friedman house: Located less than an hour from Manhattan, this three-bedroom, 2.5-bathroom home built in 1948 has been documented by architecture photographer Ezra Stoller and featured in publications such as the New York Times. The circular home is punctuated by a whimsical, mushroom-shaped carport situated just off the front of the home and surrounded by tall trees.

Sol Friedman house

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