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desperate-gay · 6 months

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The Look of Love

Ali Krieger x fem!reader

“-It’s not that big of a deal.”

“Says you! It’s going to be so embarrassing for me.”

Ali turns her head and sees you and Kelley bickering back and forth. She can’t help but notice the cute pout on your face as you playfully stump your foot and huff at the defender.

“Now what are you two arguing about?” Alex asks, giving the both of you a pointed look.

“Our friend here has been invited to her brother’s wedding, but she doesn’t have a plus one,” Kelley informs while resting her hands on your shoulders, making you roll your eyes and head over to your locker.

“It’s not how it sounds. My family constantly pesters me about how my siblings are either engaged, married, or even having a kid. I don’t even have a girlfriend! I just don’t want to deal with people asking me where my plus one is on my brother’s special day.” You sigh, shaking your head and pulling your sweaty training jersey over your head.

You only have two siblings; one brother and one sister. Your sister has been married for around two years and is now pregnant with her second child, and now your brother is getting married. A little over a year ago, you were dating a girl you thought would be your endgame until you caught her kissing some other girl at a coffee shop. At the time when invitations were sent, you expected to have someone attending with you, but now you don’t.

“So why don’t you bring a fake date?” Christen shrugs as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world, so when she turns around, she notices everyone staring at her. “What?”

“That’s genius! Y/n/n you’ve got to do it.”

Everyone begins to agree with Kelley and Christen while you stay quiet with a hesitant look on your face. Ali also remains silent, observing your reactions to see what your thoughts are about it.

“Guys I- I don’t even know where I would begin to look for someone willing to do something like this, yet learn everything about them within two days.”

“Then one of us can help you!” Kelley says, expanding her arms, gesturing around the whole locker room. “C’mon, it will be a win-win. No family bothering you about your love life and your brother gets his day.”

Thinking of all the pros and cons, you eventually agree to the plan.

“Well, who’s gonna be my girlfriend for a day?” You ask, sighing at how stupid it sounds.

“I can’t because I have plans with Sam in Australia-“

“-me neither, I have to be out of state but the end of tomorrow.”

A bunch of the girls start spitting out excuses and their plans for the week. You just roll your eyes and continue packing your kit bag up.

“I’ll do it.”

Your head immediately snaps up along with everyone else’s. Silence overcomes the room, but you continue to stare at the person who volunteered.

“Wha- wait, seriously?” You stammer with your eyes slightly wider than usual.

“I don’t see why not. I don’t have any plans and I can help you out.” Ali shrugs nonchalantly while the rest of the room remains quiet, silently watching the interaction between you two.

“Oh my god, thank you thank you thank you!” Ali laughs when you bring her into a bear hug and bounce up and down before pulling away slightly, causing your moves to slow.

“It is an open bar, right?” She looks down at you with a teasing smile. You smack her shoulder and begin to pull away before she pulls you back in, laughing at your reaction.

Christen and Alex give each other a knowing look and go back to changing.

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“Okay, let’s go over this one last time.” You say, scared that if people start asking questions about your relationship you’re not gonna have the same answers. Your rushing mind is stopped by Ali reaching out and grabbing your hand from across the table.

“Y/n/n, it’s going to be okay. We’ve known each other for years, so all we have to do is say how our first date was and maybe a few other details.” She starts gesturing her breathing by raising her hand up and down and pursing her lips for you to follow her lead.

Once your heart rate goes down to its normal level, you both head into the separate rooms of your apartment to get dressed. The wedding starts in about 2 hours, so you’re both just on time. When you step out of the room and into the living room, you notice Ali staring at you with her eyes widened and mouth slightly slacked.

“What? Does it look bad? Oh god, I cannot deal with the comments of-“ You ramble on while twisting and turning to see if there is something wrong with the dress.

“N-no, no, you just look…stunning.” The tall girl words breathlessly, admiring your loose lilac-colored dress that matches amazingly with your light face of makeup.

You blush and take in her outfit. She stands in a cream-colored suit that compliments your dress perfectly. “You also look great.”

After a minute of just looking at each other, Ali clears her throat and says, “We better get going if we don’t want to be late. M’lady?”

She holds out her arm with an opening between her forearm and bicep for you to slot your own in. You giggle, accepting her gesture while walking to her car. Being the gentlewoman she is, she opens the passenger door for you and offers you a hand so you don’t trip in your heels.

“Here we go.” You mumble before Ali starts driving.

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You and Ali walk into the venue hand in hand while scanning over the crowded room.

“Darling!” Looking up you see your mother walking over to you with open arms.

“Hey, mom.” You accept her hug before introducing her to your girlfriend. Ali shakes her hand and makes a small conversation as if it’s the easiest thing on the planet. You begin to space out but a laugh and a hand on your lower back interrupt your thoughts.

“You okay, my love?” The girl next to you asks once her laughter dies down. The name gives you butterflies but you choose to ignore it, knowing that all of this is fake.

The reason you got into your past relationship was because of Ali. You have basically followed her to each and every one of her clubs your whole career. You met in 2013 when you both were signed to Washington Spirit, and you have been attached to each other’s hips since that day. You quickly found yourself blushing and swooning at everything the brunette did after a few months of knowing her and you carried those feelings all these years. The only people who know are Alex and Christen.

Instead of confronting your love for the defender, you tried everything to try and vanish them. Eventually, you got into a relationship with your ex when you finally started to feel something for someone else, but that ended up in the dumper.

Now you’re afraid that all your feelings are going to flood and resurface. Sure you never stopped loving her, but it didn’t feel as strong. The fact she is your fake girlfriend for the day is going to make it 10x harder to ignore the constant butterflies in your stomach and the blood rushing to your face with every word she speaks to you.

“Yeah, I’m alright. Don’t worry baby, you might get wrinkles.” You tease while wiping your thumb over her cheeks, causing the talker girl to squat your hand away with a laugh.

“I am not that old.”

You have a 6-year age gap, but you both never think of it because you’re so connected in ways that most people who are the same age are.

“Keep telling yourself that, granny.”

Your mother watches the interaction between you two with a soft smile before excusing herself to go talk to other members of your family. Your mom has always been supportive of you and always stood by your side through the tough times, so seeing you look so happy makes her heart squeeze.

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After the vows and rings are exchanged, everyone heads over to the room where the reception is going to be held. Ali’s hand never leaving the small of your back, guides you to the room with music blaring out from it.

Most people go out onto the dance floor and sway to the music while you both find a table to sit at. She pulls out the chair for you to take a seat and places a kiss on your cheek, making your face turn all red.

“I’m gonna go get us some drinks, I’ll be right back.”

Once she’s out of sight, your mom pops a squat across from you and gives you an unreadable expression.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” You ask warily, scared of what might come out of her mouth.

“She’s not your girlfriend.”

You’re taken aback by the sudden admission and start to stumble over your words. “Wha- what do you mean?”

“Oh please, you can’t lie without me figuring it out. I have mom instincts.” She states matter of factly while sipping on her champagne.

You take a look around to see if anyone is near you and lean in so she can hear you clearly without having to shout. “Okay, we’re not dating but no one can know.”

“Why did you even lie in the first place?”

“Because I can’t deal with Aunt Mary or Uncle John constantly asking when I’m going to settle down and why I haven’t yet. At least not on my brother’s and sister-in-law’s night.” You sigh, looking down at your fingers as you fiddle with the tablecloth.

Your mother reaches across the table and grasps your hand before going on to say, “I know that you love her. She’s the girl you were so hung over on before you got with she devil, isn’t she?”

You snort at the nickname your siblings and mother have given your ex. They all thought she was no good from the beginning and knew you could do better, and so did Ali but she never let you know that.

“Yeah, she is.” You nod and look over, noticing the girl you’re speaking about approaching you. Your mom also sees so she quickly says something that leaves you stunned.

“From the way she looks at you, she feels the same, even when you’re not looking she can’t keep her eyes off of you. She looks at you like you’ve hung all the stars in the sky. She loves you, sweetie.” With that, she stands up and greets Ali with a smile before heading over to the newlyweds. You continue looking shocked not noticing your plus-one setting down your glasses.

“You still there?” Ali waves her hand in front of your face, grinning once your eyes meet hers.

“Sorry, did you say something before?” You ask with a soft smile to which the older girl responds with a nod.

“I was wondering if you’d like to accompany me with a dance?” She holds out her hand, hoping you’ll take it and you do.

“I would love to.”

Right when your feet hit the dance floor, a slow song turns on making you feel as sheepish as if you were at your first middle school dance. Without hesitation, Ali intertwines one of her hands with yours and rests her other on your waist. You place your other hand right where her neck meets her shoulder before you both begin to sway. The side of your forehead presses against her cheek, keeping you close together.

Subconsciously, you inhale her perfume and sigh at the smell, and what you don’t know is Ali is doing the same thing to your hair, smelling your coconut shampoo. When you open your eyes, you look over her shoulder and notice your mom smiling at the two of you. She nods her head, signaling for you to finally confess your true feelings.

You let out a shaky breath before pulling away slightly so you can see Ali’s face. She smiles at you with her eyes remaining on yours. The crinkles on the side of her eyes make you swoon and lose your thoughts.

“Do you want to know what my mom said to me while you went to get us drinks?”

“What?” She cocks her head to the side slightly, showing you she’s pretty curious as to what was said.

“Well, first, she told me she knows that we’re not dating, and second, she insists that you love me.” You whisper the last part, hoping she doesn’t catch it but she does.

She chuckles and looks up at the ceiling before returning her gaze to you and says, “Is it that obvious?”

Your head snaps up at her statement and you look at her with a puzzled look.

“You…love me?” You ask, pointing at yourself to make sure she is indeed talking about you.

“It’s impossible not to. That doesn’t scare you, does it?” Now it’s her turn to look sheepish and scared while waiting for your response.

“No, it actually makes me extremely happy. I have been in love with you since 2013.” Your confession makes the defender smile widely which you return, both of you in your own little circle. Her eyes switch between each of yours and down to your lips.

“Can I kiss you?”

“I will hit you if you don’t.”

Her fingers curl under your chin and pull you in, allowing your lips to finally touch. It feels like the movies where the girl kisses her one true love and her foot pops up in the middle of it. The butterflies in your stomach swarm like never before. Once you both pull back, your smiles never leave your faces. The comfortable silence between you two is interrupted by the newlyweds and your mother clapping and wooing.

You laugh into Ali’s neck while she chuckles and hugs your smaller form. She pecks your forehead and asks, “You wanna know what took me so long to get the drinks?”

“What?”

“The new bride and groom had a stern talk with me. They also knew about us not being a couple. Your family must be spies.”

Looking over her shoulder, you see the three wiggling their eyebrows and giving you a thumbs up, making you roll your eyes.

“Thanks to them, I can do this whenever I want now.”

You smash your lips against hers and hug your arms around her neck. Ali dips you down, causing you to squeal against her lips and her smile into it. She lifts you back up and hugs you.

“Can I take you on a date tomorrow?”

“You better.”

#ali krieger x reader #ali krieger #kelley o'hara #christen press #alex morgan #uswnt x reader #woso x reader #woso imagine #woso fic #woso #lgbtq

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kantraels · 3 months

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Every Krieger is an insignificant cog in the great machinery of the Imperium, made for the glorious purpose of dying in the Emperor’s name; each life a drop in the bucket of redemption. And yet; not a single Krieger guardsman is unidentified until they leave their homeworld. None slip through the cracks, unless by the careless hand of some other member of the Astra Militarum.

Speck Kriegers Write-Up under the cut with canon-typical trigger warnings.

Each child of Krieg is conceived in a Nativitorum, where they are watched over from conception to birth by a specially-trained midwife. Or whatever passes as a midwife in the 41st Millenium… this midwife’s responsibility is to ensure each stage of growth is met and that the child is developing correctly. Those who do not are terminated. The infant is removed as soon as all natal developmental milestones are hit.

Children of Krieg are raised communally under the watchful eye of a caretaker. From birth to the age of four, each and every child is assessed for temperament, health, and potential. Those who will not go on to serve in the Korps are separated from their peers and funneled into different roles; menial tasks, scribing, administrative work.

The rest begin their training. From five to eleven, the children are taught the basics of being a guardsman. Discipline and complete loyalty to the Emperor are taught alongside marksmanship, endurance training, and trench construction. More rounds of weeding are done to filter out those candidates who would not succeed in the Korps.

From twelve to eighteen, life is akin to an endless bootcamp. Basic skills have already been taught, and now the soldiers are being kept ready for war.

TW blatant violation of reproductive rights and bodily autonomy.

Gender is not very important on Krieg. Once somebody is a soldier, they’re a soldier. Kriegers are notorious for frigidly turning away any attempt at fraternization and are the butt of many unkind jokes; that they can’t feel, that their only love is the God-Emperor, that they don’t know what it’s like to take comfort in another, that there is in fact no difference-- mental or physical-- between a male and a female Krieger. Much of this is true. In reality, Kriegers are most comfortable around... other Kriegers.

When a female Krieger reaches menarche, most commonly around the ages of 13 and 14, they are seen by the platoon doctor. After a brief and only mildly disfiguring surgery, something as inconvenient as bleeding once a month no longer troubles them. In this way they can still contribute to Krieg’s ever-growing, ever-dying population without putting their chief duty as a soldier on pause. Kriegers never meet their children. If they do, the chance they would recognize each other is slim.

While male Kriegers escape such mutilation, they are not spared wholly. It takes two to tango, so to say.

All of this process is clinical and removed. On Krieg exist immense family trees are recorded with precise diligence, all for the purpose of tracking each soul pledged to the Emperor’s cause and reducing accidental inbreeding of the soldiers. None of these soldiers will ever know their family tree.

Krieger Names

Or what passes for them. Once “born,” a Krieger gets an identification serial. Most Kriegers never know their full serial. Designations are passed down like jerseys as each “graduating class” moves on to the Militarum proper. When a Krieger is assigned to their first regiment, they get a fixed designation! Zed’s was Zeta-198. Following a few squad wipes and reassignments, its designation is now much longer. Zed was also a special case in that it “graduated” into the Astra Militarum far earlier than its peers, at fourteen. Of the other early bloomers that graduated with it, it is the only one to remain.

#there was art but i have decided against including it #text post #zed #darktide #veteran #death korps of krieg

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harris-krieger · 1 year

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#ashlyn harris #ali krieger

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woso11 · 1 year

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#ashlyn harris #ali krieger #the wives

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caxycreations · 4 months

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Can you give me a reaction from each character

To:

- Boop

- Bwah

- Poke

David

Indignant mrowing

"Abwahbwahbwah~!!!"

blepping and poking back

Ryder

Rubbing his nose and raising an eyebrow at you

"Huh? Oh, uh...Bwah?"

"What was that for?"

Davina

Booping you back

"Bwah! Bwah bwah bwah~"

Raising an eyebrow and giggling

Trace

Going cross-eyed for a second as a joke before laughing

"Yeah yeah, you know I don't do that whole- BWAH BWAH BWAH~!" then laughing

"Trace.exe has crashed, would you like to reboot?"

Luka

"Hello to you too."

"Ehh...bwah? What is bwah?"

"May I help you, fera?" (Fera is Dornumite for friend)

Olivia

"Oh! Hehe, hello!"

"Hm? Are you okay?"

Poking you back with a smile

Cyrus

"Really?"

"What?"

"Don't."

Devon

"Y'wanna die?"

"The hell? You on somethin'? Ain't even sharin', disrespectful as it gets."

"Do it again an' ya lose that finger, capiche?"

Kaleb

"I would advise against touching me."

"What exactly did you just say?"

"Bruce, escort them from the room please."

Zephyr

Smiling and wiggling his head a little.

Signing his confusion over what you just said.

Looking where you poked then poking you in that same place in return.

Krieger

"And why have you done this, fera?"

"Bwah? Is this a Ferusian word?"

Looking where you poked, then back at you, before saying "I am cured!" with a laugh.

#writeblr #relan #literature #furry #fiction #modern fantasy #anthro #anthropomorphic #asks #answers

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littlequeenies · 1 year

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Patricia Julia Brose was born on May 10, 1949, in New York City, the daughter of Laura and Bill Ballinger, a writer of mystery stories.

At age 12, Brose was placed in a foster home because of her mother’s barbiturate addiction.

She went to San Marcos Senior High high school in Santa Barbara, and Pepperdine University college in LA.

Julia began snorting cocaine at 18 while she was dancing at the famous Whiskey a Go Go in Los Angeles. It was there she met John Densmore of The Doors, in 1967. He recalls: "This girl had LRP: Long Range Potential. Her name was Julia Brose, and her father … was remarried to a bubbly blonde who supposedy looked like Julia's real mother. Apparently the real mother drank quite a bit… Julia and I consummated our brand-new relationship that night. There were no male blue balls in the sixties!"

In 1968 she was working in the A & R department of Liberty Records.

By 1969 Julia got pregnant and John didn't know what to do, he recalls: "…on the way back to LA, Julia hit me with the news she was pregnant! Everything was great with us, and now she was pregnant! I didn't want to be a husband yet, let alone a father! I could tell by the look in Julia's eyes that she was hoping I'd say "Let's have it". I couldn't believe it – I was numb. I had asked now and then if Julia was using any kind of birth control, but in 1969, the assumption was that it was the girl's responsability, and we had little dialogue on the subject. Now we had a major problem. I was loaded with so much shame about sex, being raised a Catholic, I didn't inquire how it happened. Was it an accident? I didn't know. But I knew I was incensed. I didn't want a kid and I could tell she did." They didn't know what to do, and in the end John Densmore found a doctor and Julia agreed. They went to Mexico where abortions could be done and it was a place where The Doors could play as well. The doctor and the nurse of the hospital were very nice, and they came in the room where abortions were practised. "There was one of those tables with the stirrups at the end to hold up the patient's legs. Julia must have noticed them, 'cause she started crying. Before we came to Mexico she'd agreed it was the best thing to do. Her tears were like daggers in my heart".

Some months later, John asked Julia to marry, and she agreed. In October 1970 they exchanged rings in hte Pacific Palidases. Robby and Lynn Krieger where the best man and bridesmaid. Jim Morrison sang “Bridal Chorus" at their wedding, but the marriage was short lived.

Her mother died of an overdose in 1972 aged 47.

After five years of marriage Julia left Densmore for Berry Oakley, the bassist for the Allman Brothers band. When she was six months pregnant, he died in a motorcycle accident on November 1972. On March 30, 1973, their son Berry Duane Oakley was born. His godfather is The Doors guitarist Robby Krieger.

As a single mother in ther 20s, she turned to heroin to cope with the loss of both her mother and Berry.

In 1976 she married Chuck Negron, the singer for Three Dog Night. They both developed major heroin addictions.

By 1977, the year Julia Brose and Chuck Negron had their son Charles, Negron devoted his life to being a junkie. She herself snorted heroin in the delivery room before Charle's birth, according to Mother Jones magazine, they both did it. To pay for his habits, Chuck eventually sold everything he owned, including all of his gold albums. "Bit by bit, everything eroded," says Julia. "We took loans against the house, and eventually our telephone and power lines were turned off."

He blew through millions of dollars chasing the highs and she may have been worse. "When Chuck is asked if he ever knew anyone worse than him, he usually says me," admits Julia, a recovering drug addict. "But we had a great marriage because every drug we got was split 50-50." They were married 12 years.

She overdosed twice in her life, waking up in a hospital bed feeling like she’d been run over by a fleet of trucks. She lived.

Julia lost her sister Connie to an overdose in 1984, which prompted her to sober up and leave her husband in 1985, and she checked herself at Cedars hospital. Then she went to school and worked as a drug counselor for decades.

Julia is certified as an Addiction Specialist since 1990, supervising and training residential addiction treatment staff.

By the mid-2000s, she had become a prominent advocate of “harm reduction,�� which emphasizes making illicit drug use safer so users may seek treatment.

On 2013 her youngest son was in life support because of an overdose, but luckily he went in recovery. As for 2013, she was a co-founder of “Moms United to end the War on Drugs” and a Board Member of “A New PATH (Parents for Addiction Treatment and Healing”) and lived in Sarasota, FL.

On 2015 she moved to Venice, Los Angeles, where she is devoted to her advocacy work in what’s known as “harm reduction.’’

On July 2017, her son’s fiancé overdosed, leaving an 8-year-old without a mother.

In 2017 she made headlines when she took issue with U.S. Sen. Marco Rubio at a town hall meeting in Manatee County on the opioid epidemic. She is an advocate for making illegal drug use safe in hopes that users will seek treatment. She runs the “Suncoast Harm Reduction Project,” which is a small group of volunteers who pass out Naloxone to addicts to counterattack opioid overdoses. Manatee County has the highest overdose rate in Florida. In 2014, according to Mother Jones magazine, there were 644 community programs in the nation that distributed free Naloxone and Florida had only one person doing it: Brose.

Julia finds herself driving to Manatee County too much as part of her group and says it is “ground zero’’ for drug overdoses, even worse than Los Angeles, where she used to live.

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nakedmonkey · 6 months

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Okay so Ali Krieger and Ashlyn Harris were THEE couple for the USNWST. Together for a decade (met on the team), married for 4, 2 kids. Sophia has been longtime friends with both of them. Sophia and Harris did a panel together in June, and Sophia filed for divorce from her husband in August, Harris filed in September. Pretty tame, until Krieger posts about her "lemonade era", leading to raised eyebrows. Krieger has most of the public support and the support of fellow teammates. /word vomit

Oh I love gay drama. Ty anon!

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gaysoccerhorse · 11 months

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Week 8, Gotham (away, 4) v OL Reign (home, 1) May 21st

I’m gonna riff a little about second half of this past weekend's game between the Bats and the Reign.

Scrappy counter generated in the opening seconds of the 72nd minute by Emily Sonnett. She wins two headers in a row over Farrelly. When defenders execute this feat even once in a row I’m amazed. Pulling this off without risking a call requires making a move towards winning an incoming aerial ball before their attacker does, but without moving so soon that you make your play too readable to the attacker. If you wait until after your attacker moves, you increase your risk of getting beat. So as a defender, you must choose which shoulder you're gonna body up against as close to the arrival of the ball as possible— whether aerial or not. If you don’t do this, you could get dusted. See Eboni Salmon’s turn against the Portland Thorns on the May 12th game leading to the 2-1 win. You will also likely get a foul called on you if it’s not an immaculate, challenge-free win of the ball. If defending from behind, the attacker always has advantage of being playing distance from the ball. And fair charging becomes pushing, the callable foul, when not done shoulder-to shoulder. It’s hard to defend effectively from behind, especially without drawing a foul.

In short, to pull off what Emily Sonnett did, she had see the world from point of view of her attacker, to calculate and anticipate the incoming trajectory of the ball according to the perspective of Sinead Farrelly, and then interrupt it with command and acumen.

And she did that twice!! She made Farrelly look a little silly, which was really hard to do in this game. Farrelly has been so incisive, consistent, and creative. She was instrumental in all of my favorite plays of the night. I hope Andonovski saw what I saw. The Sonnett-Farrelly battleground was a future World Cup matchup, and Emily Sonnett presented a case, despite the Reign not connecting.

I think the Reign is feeling the pressure of the World Cup. They carry a substantial count of national team players. Cook, Huerta, Rapinoe, Lavelle, Sonnett. Cook has been playing self-consciously. She has been putting her teammates in dicey positions with some over-burdened balls, in my imagination burdened by nerves, anxiety, and perhaps self-doubt. Veterans Rapinoe and Sonnett feel much less rattled in their play and play-making. I hope they can share some wisdom and experience with their teammates. And I hope Lavelle is making a recovery.

The international players gearing up for their respective countries’ showings are no doubt feeling similarly anxious. Anxiety catches. Fishlock, Quinn, Luany, Huitema… all these players make up a significant proportion of the team.

Anyway, Sonnett had this great turnover, which caught Ali Krieger on her heals and led to a corner kick. Gotham cleared it, and Tullis-Joyce booted it back to attempt a shotgun counter-attack. From here, Gotham quickly won the 50-50 and commanded play in the midfield. Bruninha found Mewis through the seam between Fishlock and Sonnett . And Mewis turned, took a gorgeous touch into space to set herself up for the most accurate and tuned-in pass of the night. Like oh my God, Kristie Fucking Mewis. It was beautiful. It had the perfect pace and drag to slow down at the feet of the intersecting run of Lynn Williams, who saw what Kristie was thinking the whole way. And then the patience!!!! Lynn knows it’s not worth it to take a shit shot if she can manage to build a better option with her team and continue to keep the pressure in the attacking third. So that’s what they all do. Williams holds up the play and feeds it back to Mewis, who takes her time and let’s the team get some runs going with a little body feignt. She feeds it to Sheehan who changes the point of attack back to Nighswonger, who drives a hooked ball through the wides seem of Reign’s backline after reading Bruninha’s raised hand and creeping lollipop run. And Bruninha picks the ball and smashes it near post with so much poise.

The commentators on Paramount and Attacking Third were high on the third goal, which was totally merited. But I don’t want us all sleep on this 4th goal, either. It was a team build. It was so patient and so smart. It was full of chemistry, connection and trust. And I loved seeing what it meant for Bruninha, who I think might make my top 11 team for the NWSL.

#bruninha #gotham fc #ol reign #megan rapinoe #jess fishlock #kristie mewis #nwsl #sheehan #lynn williams #emily sonnett #sinead farrelly #vlatko andonovski #rose lavelle #alana cook #sofia huerta #eboni salmon #go bats

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major2501 · 1 year

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Living in the Fray: Chapter Ten

'Yes Chase fans we can confirm that the con Andrea Toles is in fact armed. Our cameras did detect her earlier on stealing this fine katana from a New Edo resident, which she is now putting to good use. And as you all know, Cassandra Krieger is a prolific sword fighter so if Toles can keep up with her, we may have a brilliant show on our hands! A Con facing off against a hunter like this is a rare occurrence so you better not miss this!'

'Come on guys! The boss is on again!'

Justin shouted to the rest of the crew who were milling about the recreation room of the Osiris. Michael come running back in with his service trolley now full of drinks and a small ice bucket. Devin and Tony who were playing pool put down their cues, ready to come back to their game later while the twins who had gone playing video games in their quarters returned after they received a Chase notification on the holowatches about Krieger finding another con. Zach however had left hours before to go get ready for his stupid date.

'If you're just joining us now, Captain Cassandra Krieger is now currently facing off against con Andrea Toles in a swordfight. Toles did however manage to catch Krieger first in a serious show of aggression by repeatedly hitting her in the face with what appeared to be a garbage can lid. Toles retreated for a moment when Krieger managed to throw her off but she returned with a stolen katana. To whoever has had their katana stole, we aim to return it to you as soon as possible.'

The frighteningly cheerful voice of Chase host Paul Adams rang through the rec room as he provided commentary on what was going on. The live footage of Krieger standing face to face with Toles filled the whole screen with another feed popping up soon after in the corner with a feed from another drone camera that had flown in to capture the ensuing fight from another angle.

The crew of the Osiris made themselves comfortable on the couch and grabbed their drinks, waiting with baited breath for their boss to unleash whatever she had planned. Of course Krieger could just easily draw one of her guns and shoot Toles, but the con had purposely stolen a sword and was now facing Krieger with it in her hands ready to attack. She was out to kill Krieger and get herself a reduced sentence if she managed to accomplish a hunter kill; she'd get a few years knocked off her time and if she was flashy in how she did it she would probably get some cell luxuries. Toles was thinking some real make-up and an endless supply of chocolates whenever she wanted then. Maybe even her own cell and cable TV if she went all out.

Michael watched his boss closely on screen as she effortlessly drew her sword out of its sheathe attached to her belt, draping a touch down her left hip. The camera drones had settled in position to get the best footage. Krieger held the sword in both hands and carefully raised it, positioning the handle just in front of her; vertically from the side of her right shoulder.

'Does the boss know what she's doing? I mean she's standing like she is.' Michael asked the crew. It earned a few chuckles from them. He only asked because he recognised the stance the Captain was in as he was made to take martial arts classes as a child. He remembered his idiot brother used a sword in his "extracurricular" activities but he really didn't want to think about that right now.

'Dude that sword isn't just for show.' Tony laughed. 'The Captain and Ronson have been doing Kenjutsu for years now, this silly bitch doesn't know what she's let herself in for.'

'She'll win, she always does.' Jess said.

'We have money riding on her, we do it all the time she knows this.' Faye continued, holding up her holowatch showing the holographic projection of a betting website that had just updated with "Krieger Vs. Toles."

The crew continued to watch as Andrea Toles readied herself with the sword she had stolen. She held on with both hands out in front of her and the tip of the sword pointing toward Krieger's head.

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'I should've bashed your fucking head in with a brick.' Toles barked at Krieger. The women began circling each other, a fair distance between them.

'Charming.' Krieger replied. 'Hindsight's a bitch though ain't it?'

'Not when you have a sword.'

'Why didn't you attack me with that first? Seems pretty stupid not to.'

'Not my style.'

'Ah you're more the bludgeoning, pushed my hubby down a marble staircase, dropped a breezeblock on his head kinda girl. Gotcha.'

'I have my ways.'

Krieger smirked. She and Toles continued to circle around, not giving any indication that one was going to attack first. A small gathering of people had started to form a safe distance away and were staying relatively quiet as they watched the women in their stand-off. It was a one off opportunity to see a fight like this in the flesh involving Krieger as she didn't actually use her sword that much. Maybe on special occasions like this where she had a convict brandishing a sword at her and it was being broadcast on television. She had to chuckle to herself though, with the woman brandishing a sword at her. She figured that Toles wasn't all that proficient with weapons after being told that it "wasn't her style" and that she'd much rather come at her with a paving slab or a hot iron.

Toles had reacted slightly to the advancement of the few Chase camera drones and the crowd that had started to gather. Krieger stayed exactly how she was, never taking her eyes off Toles and keeping her arms locked in place still holding her sword upright. The Con was now starting to panic slightly with everybody watching her. She was hoping to just off Krieger as quickly as possible so she could go back in to hiding for a bit but now; with all eyes on her and Krieger standing resolute and alert, she was starting to feel the pressure. She just knew that if she tried to run then Krieger would be on her like shit sticks to a blanket. Toles knew now that she had cornered herself in to a situation she wasn't likely to win.

'Fuck it.' Toles whispered under her breath. Acknowledging she had probably made a terrible mistake with a sigh. She raised the sword and charged at Krieger with all the force and might she had in her. She slowed down to a near stop in front of Krieger and swung the katana straight at her head, but missed by a mile as she had simply stepped out of the way; Toles fell forward slightly to which Krieger landed her boot in the woman's back sending her down to the ground.

'Was that it? You're not trying.' Krieger said as she scuffed her left boot in the dusty ground.

Toles growled as she hastily got herself to her feet. She didn't even dust herself off before flying in to some kind of attack. She came at Krieger again, attempting to slash her with the tip of the sword whilst trying to maintain some kind of distance in order to protect herself. Krieger had already raised her sword and effortlessly parried the attack. Toles had tried pushing her back but Krieger was firmly planted where she stood.

The Con had decided enough was enough as she was getting fed up with what she thought were forceful attacks not landing or even phasing Krieger in the slightest. But that was her own fault for stealing a sword and not a damn gun or something. Heck she had more chance of dropping a bathroom sink on Krieger from a dizzy height and actually hitting her with a sword.

Toles took a deep breath to try and compose herself, noticing that pretty much everyone in the crowd that had gathered were now recording everything either through their ocular cameras or through their holowatches. At least now everybody in the whole galaxy could have footage of her making a complete fool of herself before Krieger finally snuffed her; she was surprised that Krieger had let her live for this long. In fact, Krieger toying with her was probably payback for her repeatedly smashing her in the face with a bin lid.

Toles charged at Krieger for what was probably going to be the last time. She slashed randomly from left to right, upwards and downwards. Krieger just parried every swing as if she was in a sparring match with her and not an actual fight.

'Any last words?' Krieger grunted as her sword clanged away with every hit.

'Yeah I'm just pissed I didn't steal a gun to fucking kill you.' Toles heaved. She was running out of energy now, the sword was pretty heavy and she had been thrashing it around for a while now so it was really taking it out of her.

'No worries. I'll have them write that on your headstone.'

Krieger had barely moved her body except her arms. She quickly shifted in to a different stance and burst out toward Toles with frighteningly quick speed and accurate cuts. She hit Toles first across the stomach, swiping from right to left making a deep cut that started gushing immediately. The con dropped the sword from the pain and held her arms straight across her abdomen as if she were trying to keep her guts from escaping. Within a second Krieger had already drawn her sword out to the far left and with a little bit more force flung her katana to the right; instantly slicing through Toles' neck with absolutely no resistance.

The Con's body and now separate head dropped to the ground in a gushing, bloody mess; the sword she had in her hand previously that had clattered to the ground beside her was still as clean as when she found it. Krieger crouched down beside her body and casually wiped her katana blade across her back to clean some of the blood off. Her face never faltered as she heard some cheering coming from the crowd behind her along with what sounded like some people throwing up. This was most likely their first beheading or maybe they really did not have the stomach for this at all. Satisfied that her sword was clean enough, she gently slid it back in its sheathe.

'Well done babes.'

Ronson was awake and chatting away in Krieger's head.

'Thanks choomba. Still number one.'

'What was her problem anyway? Sounded like she had summat to prove.'

'Probably.' Krieger spoke aloud. 'Con's actively trying to kill Hunters don't happen so often but from what I can gather, it sounds like when they thrown back in the slammer they'd gain some notoriety as well as some perks.'

'I guess so, they survive a Chase AND kill a hunter? Jesus that's bragging rights and clout on fucking steroids in jail.' Ronson replied.

'How's it going your end bubbeleh?' Krieger asked as she fidgeted around in her pocket for her smokes, producing the packet and lighting one swiftly. She decided to start walking away with haste before the crowd started pestering her for photos and autographs.

'Fine. Nobody in here seems to be up to much, or they're asleep. Erik's seems to be entertained by you though.'

Krieger said nothing in reply to that.

'So, I suggest you go back to that safe house and get some rest. Frank's probably gonna up his game now you got a second kill and as for Freddie... well we don't really know what he's up to. Oh, a clean-up team should be there soon to remove the body.'

'Good, at this rate they'll end up cleaning the whole street. I've never seen so many people barfing before.'

'Ahh witnessing their first kills in the flesh, how precious.'

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Jess and Faye were sat with coy little smiles on their faces. Toles' death by beheading was going at some pretty decent odds, the other options being disembowelment, death by blood loss or even gunshot. The twins now found themselves about twelve thousand credits richer each. A shopping trip would soon be planned with their extra pocket money, probably during the trades holiday after the Chase had finished.

Everybody on board the ship whistled and cheered at their bosses second kill of the Chase. But after realising what time it was they all decided it was time to go home and agreed to meet up again on board the ship for breakfast, which Michael was cooking at half past eight. They could all then watch the show together.

Jess and Faye had already ordered a ride to their apartment just outside of the main town centre in an area known as Ginza Two which was a trendy area. Justin and Tony lived in Little Denenchofu which was the most suburban area in all of New Edo and was fitting for them as it was a nice area, had decent schools and was safer than anywhere else for their families. Devin and Michael lived in different apartment buildings just opposite from each other. It was in walking distance so while everyone else ordered cabs; they took a walk out in the balmy evening.

'How are you finding it here now?' Devin casually asked Michael as they strode side by side through the streets, still relatively busy with people out drinking and partying.

'Great!' Michael answered enthusiastically. 'I think I've landed on my feet really, I'm grateful.'

'Good, it's been great having you on the crew. It's been even better with our food situation too, the Boss and Ronson aren't exactly great with that side of things.'

'Yeah I figured as much.' Michael chuckled. 'I'm just happy I'm finally getting a chance to do what I want.'

'Well that is one good thing the Boss does, she let's you do what you're good at.' Devin mused. 'She took me in as an engineer with pretty much hardly any working experience on ships like the Osiris.'

'That's pretty cool though. Employers hardly want people who haven't had like, years of actual experience.'

'Yep. She has a bit of a soft spot for people who are a bit out of luck, especially if they've been mistreated in some way.'

Michael knew all about that. He was a grunt in the army and every other job he'd had in his life and spent most of it being shit on in some way or other. Nothing was really expected of him during school either. The only person who ever believed in him was his mother, God rest her.

'This is me anyway. Have a good night Michael, I'm looking forward to your breakfast tomorrow.' Devin held out a fist to him, which Michael bumped with his own.

'Same to you man. See you in the morning.'

Devin walked in to his condo building whilst Michael crossed over the road to his. He turned round and glanced down the street for a moment, smiling slightly before he walked inside his condo. He wasn't in the most morally correct of jobs but at least he had one. One that he could do what he wanted. Sure he cooked in the army but even then he still had to do as he was told and didn't really have free reign, but now he had what he wanted. And people who appreciated his work. He knew his mother would've been proud that he was happy and didn't end up like his brother or father even. Life was good for Michael with his new family.

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it’s not like Scott can call timeout if they do their own thing on the pitch 😂 the A-Team should host a team meeting - Zerboni’d probably snitch though - and they can all pretend they’re just there for Sloane. I’m picturing Coach Krieger with a whiteboard and color markers while the team raises their hands to give input.

Haha I know! I wish they could do it...honestly it seems like Kriegs and Dydasco have tried to do their own thing but apparently they get yelled at (Ali) or subbed out (Dydasco) when they do...the guy is a moron. It would only work if Zerboni wasn't starting which doesn't seem to ever happen 😑 it would be perfect though, let Coach Kriegs do her thing!!

#asks #anon #if the wives took over things would be much better...we'll just ignore the pride last year lmao

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Happy Birthday to the legendary American guitarist and Doors' founding member, Robby Krieger! Let's take a trip down memory lane to celebrate the man who brought us the mesmerizing guitar riffs of 'Riders on the Storm' and contributed to The Doors' iconic sound.

Born and raised in Los Angeles, Krieger's musical journey began at an early age, inspired by the vibrant music scene of the '50s and '60s. His love for flamenco and jazz guitar set him apart from the crowd, and little did he know, he was destined to be a key player in one of rock's most influential bands.

In 1965, Krieger joined forces with Jim Morrison, Ray Manzarek, and John Densmore to form The Doors. The name was inspired by Aldous Huxley's book, 'The Doors of Perception,' reflecting the band's desire to explore new musical horizons and challenge societal norms.

Fast forward to 1971, and The Doors unleashed 'Riders on the Storm.' This haunting masterpiece, featuring Krieger's ethereal guitar work, took listeners on a journey through a musical storm. The song's moody atmosphere and Morrison's evocative lyrics create an otherworldly experience, making it a timeless classic.

The track was part of The Doors' final studio album, 'L.A. Woman,' which went on to become a massive success. The album's bluesy undertones and experimental elements solidified The Doors' status as musical innovators, and it remains a testament to their enduring legacy.

L.A. Woman' marked The Doors as the first American band to achieve eight consecutive gold LPs, showcasing their unparalleled influence on the rock scene. Krieger's guitar prowess and the band's collective brilliance left an indelible mark on music history.

Digging into 'Riders on the Storm,' the song's meaning has been subject to interpretation. Some say it's a metaphorical journey, while others see it as a reflection of life's uncertainties. Either way, Krieger's haunting guitar licks add an enigmatic layer to the storytelling.

Join me in raising a virtual toast to Robby Krieger, the man behind the magic! Let the 'Riders on the Storm' guide you through the musical wonders of The Doors.

#the doors #music history #music #rock #classic rock

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John Geist: 11 of John's Close Friends

Sara 'Fire Tongue' Geist: The 'Mirrored Soul' Forge Master that crafted many of John's weapons outside of his three blades, Sara has plans to clobber John with her hammer and tie him down in her tent to ensure he spends time healing up properly instead of relying on the usage of the Biomancers among the Wolves and his own stubborn tendency to get up even when he should be dead.

Hela 'Ice Ghost' Geist: The New Matriarch of the Jungle Geists and crippled since birth, she had long depended on John to act as her means of transportation in their youth, John even aiding her during her trials she had to undertake in her youth by carrying her wherever she directed him thanks to the blindfold he wore.

Rica 'Dead Man's Breath' Geist: A Master Scout of the Jungle Geists, raised alongside John in their youth, Rica is the one person who will kick John's ass repeatedly by herself to ensure he understands that he is not invincible. (She considers it a fun past time to kick his ass even when he's in front of his Wolves)

Dying Wolf: The Lead Biomancer of the Mad Wolves and a survivor of the Damned Viper Bites, Dying Wolf is a gaunt figure who seems to have one foot in the grave at all times, the Psyker having utilized his own flesh extensively in his duties to heal and support the other Wolves.

Shadow Wolf: another survivor of the Viper Bites who was brought to the Mad Wolves by John during the Inception of the Unit, Shadow handles the 'acquisition' of enemy Intel through espionage and thievery. John prefers their company during the few formal parties he's been forced to attend, Shadow tending to entertain themself by stealing items from Nobles and planting them on other Nobles, seeing if they can ignite inter-house armed conflict from which the Wolves can then 'acquire' all the riches and wealth left alone as they fight.

Hungry Wolf: A survivor of the Viper Bites, Hungry Wolf is one of the few men in the Wolves with a higher pain tolerance than John, but many in the Wolves avoid him thanks to his eating habits and his sadistic tendencies towards those unfortunate enough to end up on his list of meals, some Wolves even sneaking into his tent to slit the throats of his chosen 'meals'.

Smiling Wolf: The last of the survivors of the Viper Bites, Smiling Wolf handles the vast majority of interrogation among the prisoners of the Wolves, the woman capable of extracting even the most well hidden knowledge from the minds of her 'playmates' at the point of a knife or through the steady flow of a excruciatingly painful slow acting poison fed into their veins, her name of 'Smiling Wolf' coming from the fact she hasn't really let many of her playmates die without a smile on their face, either ones carved by her or ones she 'helps' them keep eternally through the use of venoms and toxins to tighten the muscles.

Digger: A Former Kriegswoman taken from the battlefield by the Mad Wolves and steadily unprogrammed by the Wolves, she is John's second-in-command and handles the vast majority of the day to day paperwork and business of the Wolves, John spending his time handling quite a few things from the reports of the Scouts they left across various segmentums to getting their troops prepared and motivated for Combat. It is a rare day to not see Digger dragging John from his cot or coralling him and his children together for various things, the Krieger jokingly referred to as the 'Old Wolf Whisperer' due to her teaching John 'new tricks' like waking up on time.

Iron Cage: A Steel Legionaire that the Wolves dragged from the burning remains of his Chimera after cutting it open in search of any 'recoverable assets that'd not be returned', Iron Cage earned his name after extensive cybernetic augmentation to replace the damaged portions of his body that had been backed personally by John (who had 'borrowed' all of the parts to ensure that the Bolts would be able to fix the soldier his Scavengers had dragged in, even if he is now banned for life from two different forge worlds) and as a joking reference to the fact they found him in a burning box. Iron Cage is always seen accompanied by the Abhumans of the Wolves, the man having a knack with communicating with the Ogryns of the Wolves and being seen as a 'pack leader' by many of the Beastmen who he sees as having been fucked over by the Inquisition, his almost constant companions being the 'Tree' Brothers because there was 'Tree' but now there is 'Too'.

Foreman: A Former Savlar Chem Dog that the Wolves found having a Bad Trip after trying some Drug in a Underhive, a few members of the 6th dragged him back to camp and gave him to the Medicae to fix who quickly flushed his system through their 'Drainer' Chem Cocktail, the man restricted to bed rest after waking up to his body trying to empty itself of all 'foulness'. He swiftly rose through the 6th's ranks and managed to snag the position as a Officer by challenging a man who was retiring for his former position, he was swiftly taken down by the much more experienced Wolf, but surprisingly the retiring Wolf offered to let him take over as a officer if Foreman let him stick around as his mentor for a few years till he got the hang of it.

Black Fang: The Head of the Beastmen among the 6th Section, Black Fang will beat any of his subordinates into a bloody mess if they try anything against the humans that have allowed them to fight in the Emperor's Name once again even if it goes against the Laws of the Imperium itself, the Beastman only dwarfed by two people in the camp but still towering over many of his subordinates. Sir Greyback, John, and him are the 'Giants' of the 6th, Greyback standing almost twice the height of John even if it is hard to see due to how much time he spends slouched and leaned over so he could keep his hands on the ground to allow him to act with bursts of speed and swing the glorified hunk of sharpened metal he calls his sword around.

#John's Close friends among his Wolves #sure they are his subordinates but they are also close friends of his #Mirrored Souls are Trans people among the Jungle Geists #who are treated as just another son or daughter of the Clan #Sara is also one of the few people who can and will #beat John over the head because of him being stupidly stubborn #and over relying on his strange ability to survive quite a few lethal incidents

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Instagram's co-founders introduce a new social app...for news reading • TechCrunch

Can lightning strike twice? That’s apparently the question being raised today with the public introduction of the next social app built by Instagram’s co-founders, Kevin Systrom and Mike Krieger. The duo launched a new venture to explore social apps, according to a report published in The Verge, which includes the debut product Artifact, a personalized news reader. The app itself is not yet…

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Did Instagram Raise Money ?

Did Instagram Raise Money a Big Techtique Discussed on the content given below.

Timeline of Instagram

Instagram was founded by Kevin Systrom and Mike Krieger in 2010, who then incorporated their Alike Inc. In April 2011 after 93 days of beta testing, Instagram became available to everyone who wished to try it out; however it only had 150 users before the immediate release. Half a year later Instagram reached 35 million users (the full news post is still up). By 2013 they launched advertising as a feature which allowed companies to easily use their product on a large scale, giving people an almost guilt-free way to make money while they post photos. 2013 saw the release of Instagram's first major update. With it came new version numbers and high resolution visuals for both users and visitors; featured hashtags; editable videos; multiple profile layouts (vertical vs horizontal ones); text messaging as well as direct messaging between, e.g., different accounts with all sharing disabled ; a rectangular shaped feed; new comment replies and quick swiping which went alongside more photos in the same size than before. As for privacy, Instagram made it clear that all private activity is visible to everyone with no option of hiding or erasing anyone's posts either manually or even on server system level. This was also confirmed by an article published through USA Today back then: "Account holders can delete individual instagrammts but do not have any privacy controls.". The article went on to explain that posts are not deleted from Instagram's servers, instead it is saved only until the specific phone or computer connects with a web browser and makes an explicit request for viewing said material such as pulling it up via email viewer or iPhoto/Aperture deleting app in most cases: ""Here's what gets stored when you use iOS 10 beta 2's Delete option for InstaDMMs? No data at all. There's no explanation for this surprising revelation, but the fact remains that no personal data — like private messages, your location or photos you've tagged friends in — get permanently deleted,"" it was highlighted. In 2014 Instagram began its advertising efforts outside of the social media space with big money to spend on live event market ,while at around that time introducing "buyable likes". In 2015 saw a redesign with new material and design language as well as the introduction of ads within comments . In 2016 Instagram introduced "stories" which were essentially visualised Instagram posts that could be watched in sequence over time. The official "Instagram Stories" app was released on April 25, 2016. This feature is available to Android and iOS users who have the respective devices running Instagram version 10.16 or later. As of December 12, 2017 these apps are no longer being updated; instead a new feature called IGTV , which features designated sections in its own dedicated app has been introduced by Instagram with little warning prior to the intoduction of IGTV occurring into the Instagram iOS app and the official IGTV mobile website for Android in November 2017. This new feature of 'Instagram Stories' was brought to all users on 17 January 2018 however a problem occurred with this upon release that meant deleted or late story posts were not visible by default, problems which have been remedied on 18 April 2018 . There has also been an update to "stories" displaying some waypoints from within each day's photo stories: four , three and two days later in a timeline style as opposed to previous "episodes" listed just of the past 24 hours. The introduction of IGTV saw Storify & Instagram trending on Twitter amongst media within the start-up community, with debates between senior figures like Fred Wilson at Union Square Ventures (USV) VC firm over its potential investor returns while former Twitter CEO Dick Costolo has come out against it claiming that advertising won't work on such limited content segments . This despite the fact that Facebook already holds a dominant position in social media advertising and Instagram movies currently have no adverts. On November 16, 2017, Instagram announced that IGTV would be their main focus for 2018. IGTV is a new feature within the Instagram app which allows users to watch videos on the app without having to leave the experience of photos and stories. Videos can be watched individually or in "channels", similar to how TV channels are viewed on traditional television networks. Channels are made up of various types of content: news, lifestyle, entertainment, and food. Videos can be watched on the web or through the Instagram app. IGTV was first released to a limited number of users in January 2018, and was made available to all users on April 18th, 2018. The reason that deleted or late story posts were not visible by default is because of a bug which has now been fixed. There have also been updates to "stories" so that they are displayed more like waypoints , making them easier to follow. Fred Wilson, co-founder of Union Square Ventures says that IGTV has no chance of succeeding because Facebook already dominates the social media advertising market . Dick Costolo, former CEO of Twitter and current CEO of San Francisco-based startup Brightcove, has come out in support of IGTV because he believes that advertising won't work on limited content segments like videos. He also says that the platform could be a great way for Instagram to monetize its user base as it will offer more opportunities for brands to reach people who are interested in specific topics or stories. There has been criticism of IGTV because it is exclusive to the Instagram app and only available to a limited number of users. Some people also think that videos won't be as popular as photos on Instagram, due to shorter video lengths and less engagement options. _________________ 'Instagram! on the iPad - just like that. It's clearly obvious when you find yourself in a different augmented world and having lots of fun with your friends ... it only happens to me all 3 times recently, and doesn't stays, but really nice :-D'.(Account shut down). _________________ 'There's no reason that the Instagram mobile app couldn't exist as an iOS-only floating experience. The user interest in it would undoubtedly be high, but I think the team behind this hasn't taken many of these problems into account.' . ('Instagram/GIPHY' shut down). As of May 2018 Instagram was the most popular social-networking service used by Americans , with 15.1% using it every day - this is up from 13.8% in September 2017 and 12.7% one year earlier, according to Nielsen data published in "Nielsen Social Media Report". Its total monthly active users were 302 million as of February 27, 2012 (up 8 % from January 31, 2011), and its vast majority of users are aged 18 to 34 (88.5%). The service is also the most popular in Australia , Canada , Latin America and some countries in Europe . In May 2018 Instagram reached 360 million monthly active accounts according to comScore data released that month - this was up 22% over a year earlier, an increase 7 times than Facebook's growth rate during the same time period Instagram was launched in October 2010 . Currently it has been merged into the main Facebook site for ease of use and usability. At its inception, Instagram had no formalized account system - users could log directly in by entering their email address and password , or be added via a direct message to an online friend (hence "direct"). Its initial service was similar to Flickr's photo streams: Users are able control who can see what they have uploaded through the "Who can post to your profile" section of their profile settings. The Instagram website was updated in December 2011 and introduced the capability for users' photo postings to be automatically synced with a Flickr account, creating an opportunity for increased exposure . In May 2012 , Instagram rolled out changes making it possible for people ( not just individuals ) who do not have accounts on both sites, but whom follow other people's does during log-in or follows them , to view their uploaded photos without having to log-on. This change also made Instagram's follow feature more prominent in users' profiles, and the same application of this new feature automatically syncs a person's posted photos with both Flickr and Facebook accounts making Tagged-Meanwhile photo posts viewed by all FB friends unless blocked. The capabilities for completely synchronizing the two social media websites can be accessed through one single profile page on each site . Synchron ization is available to individuals only and does not include photos that have been removed from either platform. Facebook had a growth rate of 1,060% while Instagram was launched, but Instagram's growth rate during the same time period (2012-2018) is 2,270%. Instagram was acquired by Facebook in 2012 for $300 million. As of March 2019, Instagram's 400-million active users make it one of the most popular social media platforms. Jeff Weiner, the chief executive of Facebook stated during an earnings call in May 2018 that Instagram is "really fundamental to everything we're doing". References Official Instagram website USA Today article about 2015 changes to the site Did Instagram Raise Money Read the full article

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