(Making this for my sake mostly because I can’t answer the same messages over and over again)
Are you from the USA?
If your answer is yes, there are 3 ways to watch a game! If not, ignore the next chunk of gibberish and skip to the paragraph after!
Step 1: choose a game you’d like to watch (refer to NWSLSoccer.com/schedule). And if the game you’ve chosen is the weekend’s Lifetime-featured game, proceed to step 2. If not, check out step 3. Step 2: you can turn on your TV and flip it to whatever channel you have Lifetime on OR, you can head on over to mylifetime.com for the online stream! Step 3: download the go90 app on android or iOS and click on to the NWSL link to look for your game of choice! To watch on a telly, link your device up to Chromecast or Airplay! Step 4: enjoy the game!
Nice! You’ve got 2 ways to watch the games!
Step 1: download the NWSL app for iOS (if you’re using Android or if you’d rather not watch on your mobile device, you can skip to step 3) Step 2: click on games on the bottom portion of your screen and select your game of choice! The stream should be up a few minutes before kick off. Step 3: head on over to NWSLSoccer.com/schedule and click the game you’d like to watch. There should be a link for a live stream up for you a few minutes before kick off! Step 4: enjoy the game!!
Can we rewatch the game after the stream?
- Yup! On the go90 app/ mylifetime.com for people in the US; on the NWSL app/site for internationals!
Is there any other way we can live stream the games?
- Nope. Not even on YouTube!
Will NWSL upload the entire games for rewatching on YouTube still?
- According to the FAQ page on the NWSL app, there won’t be any other rewatch platforms for the games (unless someone else - not the NWSL account - uploads them on YouTube)
*cracks wrists* The second Hämärä cover is finished. (It’s crazy what you can do with a bit of salt and a computer mouse)
This cover is allll Jessekix, and rightfully so, since it’s in the fic. A lot. In fact, aside from Rexobi pining, Sith Qui being all “You like Obi-Wan, too? Gosh, so do I. I like you now as well, Captain), and Dogma’s VERY poorly placed crush on Krell, it’s the only ship in the fic. So it deserves a cover.
Hämärä is gonna be part of my Frisson AU, so keep your eyes peeled for it whenever.
It was a simple word, sliced up into two by none other than Rich.
But the word boyfriends (or rather RIENDS, as written on Michael’s satchel) gave him weird heart palpitations. So what if he’d spent the last…four weeks subconsciously drawing hearts and scribbling Jeremy’s name on his notes during bio?
The turning point though, was the backpacks. The fact that he was now truly “half of a pair” now that their backpacks spelt out “boyfriends” was more than his little heart could handle.
“You don’t mind the fact that our backpacks say boyfriends? If you do I probably have a red–”
“Mike, don’t worry. I’m not thrilled that half my sexuality is paraded around school but it’s whatever.” Jeremy said around his peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
The brain freeze Michael got from the slushie was probably one of the happiest ones he’s had in a while.
After a hell of a high school day, nothing brought Michael’s spirits up more than smoking a joint and playing vintage games with Jeremy. They’d snack on Doritos and Red Mountain Dew, share a beanbag and talk about their day between bouts of shouting at the television.
“Hey, if the squip works, you won’t be too cool for video games right?” Michael gestured lamely at the Nintendo-64 plugged into Jeremy’s tv.
“You know you’re my favorite person, that’s not going to change.” Jeremy grinned, nudging Michael’s shoulder. Michael hoped that the joint he smoked after school covered for the blush burning on his cheeks.
“Is it really true I’m your favorite person?” Michael cooed, his heart twisting in his chest. The simple fact that Jeremy just smiled and laughed, such a wonderful laugh, was not helping Michael’s crush. Jeremy half heartedly shoved Michael on the beanbag they shared, though he pulled Jeremy along with him as he fell off the bag and onto the floor.
With Jeremy on top of him. Neither moved to sit up. Michael glanced down at Jeremy’s lips, wanting so, so badly to close the gap between them.
“I’ve gotta say, this is pretty gay.” Michael joked. Jeremy’s face burned red, biting his lip.
“I mean, we do have boyfriends written on our backpacks.” Jeremy joked, his eyes flicking down to Michael’s lips.
Michael leaned up and pressed his lips against Jeremy’s. His heart almost shattered until he felt Jeremy relax against his lips and kiss back. Michael tangled his fingers in Jeremy’s curls. He sucked on Jeremy’s bottom lip gently, a bout of pride flowing through him when he heard Jeremy groan into the kiss.
The kiss broke, leaving the two breathless and grinning widely.
“Jesus, you don’t understand how long I’ve wanted to do that.” They said over each other.
“You’re kidding,” Michael asked. Jeremy bit his lip and shook his head.
“It’s been a while actually. A couple of months.” Jeremy said before kissing Michael again.
The next day, Michael walked into school with an extra kick in his step, and it wasn’t just because his favorite bob Marley song came on.
“trimberly dance class prompt. just. the idea of like trini being into hip hop and smoother spanish music (check santana) is like so embedded in my mind at this point and i need a fic where trini either decides to, or has been, going to dance classes and then the rangers tag along at some point and its gay”
this inspired me to do research and i found this video of a hip-hop and jazz dance group’s routine to smooth by santana and i was impressed to say the least. this was so much fun to write–thanks for the prompt!!! (honestly i had so much fun with this i’ll probably make it multiple chapters ok hope y’all don’t mind)
“You’re in a dance class?” Zack asked, laughing out the question. The Rangers had headed to Krispy Kreme after training, and he had nearly choked on his doughnut when Trini revealed why she needed to leave soon.
Trini scowled at him. “My mom figured that if I was in an extracurricular I’d be less likely to start fights with, say, an annoying fellow superhero.”
“I’m sorry,” Zack guffawed. “I gotta ask. Do you wear a tutu?” He doubled over and slapped his hand on the table. To Zack’s right, Billy winced and scooted nearer to the edge of the booth.
“I used to do ballet,” Jason mused from his spot at the head of the table. He had pulled up a chair, and Kim and Trini shared the other bench at the booth.
Zack stared incredulously at their leader, no doubt imagining him in a leotard.
Trini flashed a small smile at Jason, thanking him for taking the attention off of her. “I gotta go,” she said, gesturing for Kim to move from her spot on the outside of the bench so that Trini could leave.
Kim didn’t get up right away. “Hang on,” she started. “I’ll drive you. Meet me out front?”
Summary: In which Dan Howell is gay, homeless, and also part cat, and Phil Lester is the nicest stranger ever.
Word Count: a whooping 9.3k!!!
Includes: an actual story, and of course, neko smut
this fic is for my best friend @ominousdan!!! it’s cayla’s birthday and without her birth nobody would be getting to see nine thousand words of neko!dan so please go follow her and tell her happy birthday in thanks (ily cayla i hope you love this and also me)