#wristwatch pda

[timetrek24]

🇺🇲 Explore the Fascinating Fusion of Timekeeping and Communication: Unveiling the Pioneering Motorola and Timex Wristwatch-Pagers that Revolutionized Wearable Technology in the 1990s.

🤝 In 1990, Motorola Inc. made its first attempt to enter the market of electronic wristwatches with a built-in pager (similar devices at the same time were already produced by the Japanese companies Seiko and Casio). The device was called "Motorola Wrist Wach Pager". Since 1991, further production of the devices has been carried out jointly with the Timex Group Corporation under the name "The Timex Tracer Wrist Watch Pager".

👉 Since 1998, further development of the line of electronic watches with the participation of Motorola Inc. and Timex Group was associated with the high-tech "Timex Beepwear Datalink" series. These devices also continued the concept of wristwatch-pagers, but with the integration of the well-known Datalink data transmission platform, which integrates with desktop computer software.

➡️ The Datalink line was introduced in 1994 and was developed in conjunction with Microsoft Corporation as an alternative to conventional PDAs with added attributes such as water resistance and ease of programming. Taken together, all this made it possible to use the “Beepwear Datalink” watch as a full-fledged electronic organizer.

📟 The Beepwear Pager Watch epitomized the convergence of traditional wristwatches with cutting-edge communication capabilities. Introduced in the late 1990s, this innovative device redefined the concept of wearable tech, offering users unparalleled convenience and connectivity on the go.

📞 Equipped with pager functionality, the Beepwear Pager Watch allowed users to receive important notifications and messages directly on their wrist, eliminating the need for separate communication devices. With its sleek and compact design, it seamlessly integrated into everyday life, providing instant access to critical information wherever you went.

⌚️ Beyond its communication features, the Beepwear Pager Watch retained the timeless appeal of a classic timepiece, boasting a stylish and durable design that stood the test of time. With its reliable quartz movement and rugged construction, it was built to withstand the rigors of daily wear, ensuring longevity and reliability for its users.

⚙️ The "Beepware" series, as a joint product of the efforts of Timex Group and Motorola Inc. was patented, and the production of the devices was carried out by the newly created joint company "Beepwear Paging Products". The clock operated in the 900 MHz band. FLEX time was also used, which, if supported by the operator, could synchronize the clock time with the network time, and also automatically adjust to the owner's time zone.

🚀 The launch of the Timex Motorola Beepwear Pager Watch marked a significant milestone in the evolution of wearable technology, showcasing the potential for seamless integration of communication and timekeeping functions in a single device. As one of the pioneering products in this category, it paved the way for future innovations in the wearable tech industry, inspiring a new generation of smartwatches and wearable devices.

💔 However, already in 2002, Motorola Inc. was forced to carry out internal restructuring, including ceasing production and support of its own pagers.

💫 Today, the legacy of the Timex Motorola Beepwear Pager Watch lives on, remembered as a trailblazer in the realm of wearable technology. While newer devices may offer more advanced features, the Beepwear Pager Watch remains a symbol of innovation and ingenuity, reminding us of the transformative power of technology in shaping our lives.

[anjanahalo]

Silly drabble based on my own prompt.

"We're here," the Flash, currently in civilian attire, announced quietly into his earwig. J'onn, currently disguised as the human John, strode beside him as they wandered through what looked to be a mild mannered midwest town. It sat just large enough for a dying mall with a few anchor stores and a small theater, a bowling alley, and other assorted businesses, including a Lowe's hardware store. Nothing about it looked exciting, and they wandered together, waiting for directions from Oracle, as they made their way into a scenic park. Not that either of them expected to find their mystery hacker here, but J'onn expressed a need for something besides rusttown downtown, and Barry couldn't deny he felt the same way. "Hang on, you're nearby," Oracle interrupted. Barry brought up his wristwatch as Oracle showed their current location and the location that closely matched the signature of their mystery hacker who'd thwarted all attempts by the Justice League to interact with Amity Park's already frustrating firewall. They could get through the first layer, but a second and, it seemed, tertiary layer continued to thwart them. By their digital signature, it was the same person, but who had the means and hardware to succeed against the Justice League on a digital front? Barry looked around. The source should be within a hundred meters at most, but all he saw were a trio of teenagers mucking about. Hell, one of them was using a PDA of all things instead of something WayneTech or, better, StarCore. Besides the teens and a pond with ducks, he had nothing. "Nothing happening here. It's literally a park," Barry said. "Maybe they're underground?" "I do not detect anyone below the surface," J'onn shared. "There's literally no one there?" Oracle's modulated voice sounded confused and petulant. "There's some teens, but they just have smartphones and a PDA for some reason, and they're just....teening about." "...Let me try something." That was all the warning they got before the beret wearing PDA wielder gave an alarmed look and started swearing a string of staccato "Oh!"'s at his device. The other two paused in their discussion to watch him. After a few moments, the boy relaxed. "Whew, guess their learning."

"The Guys again?" The goth girl among the group asked. "Yup, but they're no match for the Tuckmaster!" "Seriously, dude, don't use that moniker. It suggests something way different than you mean," the caucasian boy moaned. "Did any of them react?" Oracle asked in Barry's ear. "Yeah, the one with the PDA. African American, male presenting, called himself the Tuckmaster...though his friend advised him to not use that name."

"Good news," Oracle said. "I think that's our 'Pharaoh.'"

My fave dpxdc Tucker trope is he's a big fish in a small pond and knows it. Yeah, of course he's the premiere hacker in Amity Park. He has zero competition besides Technus, and that guy is good but also has some wires crossed. Tucker, out of necessity, mostly works to be better than the Fentons (who are great mechanical and bio engineers but not computer engineers), the GIW (they weren't well funded enough to have a competent IT department so he had backdoors built into their virtual servers that worked even as they gained a larger budget and more skilled agents), and, of course, Technus, who constantly pushed him to greater skill levels. But Tucker, despite his self-hype, is also aware enough to know he's a tech god in a small Illinois city, but he doesn't compare to the big dogs out there like Oracle. This lasts until he actually goes toe to toe (my fave is without realizing) against Oracle or JL's security and wins either an offensive or defensive cyberwar. He doesn't think much of it until he ends up being scouted more directly after they find nontech ways to track him down. Someone who can modify a PDA to have that much computing power by just testing and tinkering is an asset anyone would prefer to work with the JL rather than against them.

[contac]

[bluskye-27]

A Morning Encounter

Summary: Ace is working at his Pop's coffee shop. There, he finally talked to his crush. Good thing he took over Thatch's morning shift 💖

"I'm Yours?" A freckled cashier called out, confused but amused with the odd name. "Here!" A hand shot up along with a pretty face.

"That's mine." The woman smiled sheepishly as she walked up to the counter. "Here's the money." She handed him the bills and was about to grab the ordered cup of beverage, but a hand stopped her.

"I don't remember your name being I'm Yours?" Ace smirked, raising a curious brow at her, "The name's Ace, by the way."

Cheeks tinted with a pink hue, the woman huffed and snatched the cup from the man. "Well, Ace, my stupid brother over there *points at a guy waving and smirking at them* thought it's a good idea to mess around." She finished with an eye roll.

"Now, how did you know that my name isn't 'I'm Yours?' I don't believe we have met before."

Ace cleared his throat, standing straight, "First off, who the hell would name their child that?" The girl chuckled, nodding in agreement. "Second, my brother Luffy kept talking about you." 'And I have a massive crush on you since I saw you last year, but I'm too shy and stupid to confess,' he thought, thankfully not out loud.

Squinting her eyes suspiciously at the nervous freckled male, she then hummed. "Nice to meet you, Ace. I'm Y/n, in case you still don't know," the girl gave a dashing smile to the male, flustering him.

'OHMYGOD HER SMILE-' "M-mhm," Ace leaned onto the counter, trying to act cool in front of her but failed miserably due to his flushed freckled cheeks and ears.

Y/n giggled at him, smirking,"You're just as Luffy had told us. 'The trying to act cool but isn't actually cool' type of guy." The said male scoffed at that, annoyed at a certain little brother for his stupid introduction of him.

"Well, you are terribly misinformed." The girl laughed at his comeback, earning a wide grin from Ace.

"Uhm, are you guys done flirting? People are running late over here, you know?" A woman sassed, looking irritatedly at her wristwatch. "Tch. Kids these days. All they do is PDA!" The pair blushed in embarrassment at this.

"R-right. Sorry, ma'am." Y/n sidestepped out of the way, letting the annoyed woman come through. The latter scoffed at her before stating her order at the recomposed but still blushing freckled cashier.

Ace just watched sadly as his crush walked away from him and went to her table. He sighed, pouting as he cursed his luck mentally.

"Are you just gonna stand there and let the damn coffee overflow?" The female customer growled. "I'm running late here, so hurry the hell up!" This snapped the freckled male out of his stupor, smiling at the woman apologetically.

"S-sorry, ma'am." Ace said, handing out her order. The woman just scoffed and snatched the cup of coffee before slamming some bills on the counter. She stomped angrily away, mumbling curses under her breath.

Ace sighed in relief before remembering a certain girl. He looked around for Y/n but found no signs of her. He frowned, flicking some random peanut from the counter. 'Well, there goes my chance. Again.'

"Someone's in a bad mood-yoi." Marco, his pineapple-look-alike "senior" coworker/best friend, snickered at him. "You should've paid more attention on the coffee than daydreaming." The blond teased, earning a scowl from the freckled cashier.

"Shut up, Marco." The said man just rolled his eyes at him. "Guess you don't need this then. Too bad it's from the pretty girl earlier-yoi." Marco mocked as he waved a strip of paper between his fingers.

Ace turned to him (almost breaking his neck) before lunging to grab the paper, clutching it to his chest protectively. "How'd you get this?!" His blond haired friend shrugged at him before walking away.

"She said I should give it to you before leaving with her brother." Marco chirped (pun intended XD) before disappearing to the kitchen. "Later-yoi." As for Ace, the male was left dumbfounded before scrambling to read the crumpled paper.

"Hey, Ace!

Sorry that I have to cut our chat short :(. But rest assured! We can still continue it! Here's my number: #0XXX XXX XXXX. You can call/message me anytime, coffee boy ;D.

-I'm Yours"

Ace grinned. It seemed like things will finally work out betwen him and his crush! The freckled whooped giddily, not minding the people in the shop looking at him weirdly.

"Ace, I swear-yoi! Get back to work!"

"Right!"

Now Ace definitely owed Thatch a drink for letting him take over the morning shift ;)

[yandere-sins]

A Taste to Remember

Horrortober Day 26: Stalk “I am always with you.”

It’s kind of funny how the randomizer mostly changed fandoms from day to day, but here we are, two times Obey Me! and two times Genshin coming up lol It be like that, oh well. In this scenario, I tried to ruin every possible way to imagine food, have fun! :D

Warnings: Yandere, Jealousy, Stalking, Too many (bad) food references, Slight sexual innuendos, PDA, Forced Kiss Characters: Beelzebub x Reader

If you were a food, you’d be the most desirable meal out there.

Not just yummy, not just pretty. Not a memory one had about a dish they tasted a long time ago. You weren’t just fit for making a picture and putting them out into the world wide web, not ‘too sweet’ or ‘too spicy’. If anything, you were the kind of food everyone longed for and couldn’t wait to eat. At least, to Beel, that’s what you were.

He briefly pulled down his mask to take a sip of his extra-large drink, his shades sliding down his nose, and he could finally look at you again in all your desirable beauty. His brothers would tell him to leave and go home, but he didn’t come all the way out here without having a taste now. You were here, after all. What else could he want other than to be in your presence?

However, the demon at your side - your study partner - was the lucky one today. Not Beel and not anyone he could tolerate. He was having his chance at taking a bite out of you, taste you on his tongue, and maybe dip into the delicious ice cream you were holding in your hand. Beel tensed, watching that other demon lick his spoon, taking the place that should be rightfully his. There was a boiling passion inside of him to tear out the tongue of this guy.

Admittedly, Beel was at fault too. His life was very much structured, as in, when he was finally free of his RAD duties, training, he’d get his daily fill of delicacies. But missing out on the chance to have his fill of you was bothering him more than he wanted to admit. You were at this delicacy hotspot, and yet, if it wasn’t your food, then Beel didn’t want it. If it wasn’t dripping from your lips, he did not want to lick it up, and what was the point of eating if you didn’t feed him?

Beel needed you more than you knew. He needed you to be able to chew down all the nutritions a strong demon like him needed. You were the bond between him and food because nothing truly tasted good anymore since you came to live with the brothers. And yet, your hand was preoccupied being played with by some demon undeserving of your attention. You were too kind to refuse this date when he offered it, but he was not worth sharing ice cream with you and bask in your presence. Hear your laugh and enjoy your tenderness. God, you were too good for everyone in this room, including Beel.

And yet, if there had to be an equal, it had to be Beel, right? Only he could appreciate your true self, the taste of your soul. Only Beel knew how you feel against his mouth, the ecstatic touch to his body and heart. He shouldn’t have come uninvited, watching you from the corner of the room. Beel should have been out there, living his life like he always did before meeting you. But without you, it all seemed pointless.

It wasn’t made better by having to watch some filthy demon sullying this delicious, full-course meal you were. Beel doubted that the other guy knew even one of your many tastes, and though Beel wouldn’t be able to hold back from gobbling you up either if he ever had the chance, he knew at least he could appreciate the varieties dripping from you like the chocolate sauce from your ice cream. Your kindness, your strength. The boldness yet tactfulness you displayed, mixed with how amazing you were from head to your toes. Your smell alone was enough to turn heads in the streets.

But no, he was out of line for being here, watching over you like a demon of envy. The other guy looked at his wristwatch briefly, apologetically excusing himself to go to the bathroom, and you were sweet enough to see him off with a smile. Tapping his fingers against the table, it was so hard to resist walking up to you and leave something with you that would deter any other demon from coming too close. Beel wished that taking a bite out of your shoulder wouldn’t mean pain for you, so he’d never have to stop creating new wounds and licking them at the same time.

Beel did realize, however, that he couldn’t stay and watch on. Staying would mean he might lose his nerves after all. Maybe he’d smash that other guy’s head, or perhaps he’d just eat you up so no one could lay a hand on you. There was no one more worthy of having a taste than Beel was. He just knew that given the chance, this other demon would ravage you. Eat you up with skin and bones. And in that case, Beel couldn’t just sit idly as someone else tried to take what was his.

Standing up abruptly, the tables around him stared at him in confusion, but he ignored them completely—all of his thoughts were fixated on you. Finally, you noticed the towering figure marching towards you, unusually covered with his cap, shades, and mask. And yet, your eyes lit up at Beel’s appearance as they should, a smile curling on these scrumptious lips of yours as if to lure him towards you more.

“Beel! I didn’t know you are here too--”

You called out to him, but he cut you off with an unexpected kiss. Beel had to. He couldn’t leave without this. There was no way he could leave without making sure you were still mouth-watering delicious, his tongue licking at your lips until you let it in to suck at your essence. Your face was heating up like a gas grill on the highest setting, hands helplessly sinking into his shirt after giving up on pushing him away. But Beelzebub merely continued, wanting to leave the same burning desire he felt inside of you. Because if anyone tried to kiss you after him, you’d always compare them to Beel’s addicting kiss, and you’d shy away, not wanting to sully the taste he left on you.

“I am always with you,” he muttered against your lips as you two parted to breathe. Hot, messy air exchanged between you, and he could still taste you in it. Beel, too, would be a memory you kept remembering with this kiss. Until you could no longer wait for it to happen again and come to him. Brushing through your hair, he took a deep breath, smelling your unique scent that added to your flavor.

“Don’t keep me waiting,” he breathed out, finding it almost too hard to hold back. He wanted you now, eat you up right there on the table. But he wouldn’t. Whatever was needed to resist, he’d do it. So he walked off, leaving you behind bothered by the lingering kiss and his ominous message, so he could wait it out at home. Maybe he’d need to punch a wall, fill his stomach with meals out of desperation, or spend some time alone behind a locked door.

But food always tasted best when he was hungry.

And Beel was starving for you.

[kingskwing]

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More like I ramble about chars to get a feel for them before writing fics,, sorry this is so casual

Includes Marius, Vyn, Artem, Luke, and the MC!

мarιυѕ von нagen

I REALLY like that YES he has money and uses it but isn’t the down to earth rich person trope? He acknowledges his responsibility and power and uses it to his advantage, but doesn’t get lost in either side of himself. He’s still a good amount of trope tho

He’s pouty and playful while retaining a really nice balance (albeit somewhat hidden) between that and being able to make hard and fast decisions as a CEO.

He rly wants to just be an artist tho skkakdjsjrkkwt

He’s so mf annoying (affectionate) sometimes okay,,, if he’s in a mood and you’re working? Not anymore lol you’re in his lap his arms are around you and he’s pouting into your neck :(

LOVES your hands. Loves them. Unconditionally and forever. Any scars or blemishes? Incredible. Vitiligo? He’s kissing your fingers as often as possible. Lil moles or freckles? He memorizes where they are and traces over those spots on his own hand when he’s lonely at work

Don’t take him to your house he’ll invite himself to your shower and drag you in with him to wash your hair. Yes he brought you new hair care stuff, he researched your hair type and brought the best products

If you have trouble accepting money or gifts you’re in for it,,, if you flat out tell him no, he’ll stop! But if he can tell you’re not 100% about refusing his gifts they’ll become commonplace

His favorite gifts to give you are things he’s made or personalized. Gifts you paintings and sculptures often, but if he’s really busy with work he’ll have a stash of meaningful designs and have them engraved on something for you

Am I projecting a little with the gift giving and touch love languages? No I’m not bc it’s canon ANYWAYS

He’s pretty lowkey about his identity so some of your friends are absolutely wigged at finding out he’s the CEO of Pax

Refuses to call you by your code name smh Queen is not it bb

Tell him early on if you like or dislike PDA bc he’s really versatile with it. Amongst the NXX he’s always got a hand on you somehow but in public or with anyone else? It varies HUGELY. Sometimes he can’t let go of you and other times he keeps his shoulder to yours and nothing more. Is it sensory or just a mood thing? That’s up to you ≧◠‿◠≦

vyn rιcнтer

Never ever ever forgets a meaningful date wtf,,, those he writes down so it makes SOME sense but also! Every piece of personal info you give him is instantly stored and ready for use. It’s equal parts endearing and shady

Unless you ask him to stop, he’ll openly read you. The only difference you’ll make by voicing discomfort is that he just doesn’t say it aloud when he does it

Secretly loves you stealing his glasses

Don’t ask why he has both a wristwatch and a pocketwatch, 50/50 chance you’ll be endeared or put off

He DOES get jealous but he’d never pass into yandere territory

If you’re here for soft vyn get off my blog /hj he’s sweet and I love him but there’s deadass something wrong w him (but I’ll never write yandere nor do I think he’d be one)

He doesn’t get JEALOUS if someone he doesn’t know helps you he’ll pout (maybe seethe just a little), he just really wants to be someone dependable to you skjjjsjejfjejtjss mild puppy moment

You’re one of the only ppl he can take places pls say yes if he asks, maybe he’s so off bc he’s got no friends loser

Can fight a bitch but will not

Really likes power rushes

Takes you to back alley restaurants that are ABSOLUTELY fronts for all kinds of illegal activity, but their food is incredible so you’re not complaining

arтeм wιng

He doesn’t blush, but when he gets flustered he DOES make it obvious snqkdjwnjrjw his fist goes to his mouth and he cannot make eye contact, sometimes he’ll even force down a nervous smile

Such a good mf listener he’s so interested in every word you say

His kisses are either barely there or passionate asf there is no inbetween

Teaches you how to shoot TEACHES YOU HOW TO SHOOT both for the sport and self-defense

Rly likes holding your hand while he drives, if you can’t then his hand is v innocently on your thigh. He just wants to touch you lmfao and he can’t do it at work

Doesn’t hold your hand while walking, but! He holds it every other chance he gets. Coffee shop, stopping to take a photo, bookstore, etc

When jealous he’ll put a hand on your waist or smth but nothing extreme until he gets drunk lmaooo then he’s mad but very easy to placate and put to sleep

Please tuck him in when he’s drunk, he hates it <3

Dw tho he doesn’t drink often and being truly sloshed is rare

ARTEM. Artem I understand you’re a lawyer but you cannot be this upset when I pirate movies and expensive programs. Artem give the computer back

Artem having a sleep schedule does not mean it’s a GOOD one you need more than 6 hours

His love languages are more quality time, words of affirmation, and acts of service, but he does really enjoy touch. Only one he doesn’t rly do is gift giving

Wear his tie and he’ll go kinda insane bc it’s so cute and YES you’re his aaaa

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Sweet boy. He’s so mf sweet

Scrambles to hold doors open for you

First sign of danger he shifts into cool, protective mode, but otherwise all of his attention is trained on you when you’re with him. It’s less when he’s working, but even then he wants you to talk to him. He engages in more banter when he works, is it a confidence thing?

Not that he has an issue with confidence, but maybe he feels his work is impressive so he shifts into a playful but focused mindset

Gives you candy and all his clothes. All of them. He’s not even slick about it LUKE YOUR WHOLE CLOSET CANNOT FIT IN MINE

Wants clothes of yours too, better buy some oversized shirts

Touching you all the time if you’re comfy with it, juss let him hold you

PDA for him means quick kisses and hand holding but that’s kinda it, anything more is behind closed doors

He’s scared of spiders I’m sorry to break it to you

Calls you Watson more than your actual name

Some days, when he’s alone with you, he slows down a whole lot. Maybe he’s burnt out, maybe he just needs some lovin’, but he really just wants to cuddle on the couch and press slow kisses to your lips

мc

If you exaggeratedly roll the R when saying her codename she giggles it’s the cutest shit

Her pad is so much nicer than yours but she prefers going to your place, she feels so happy that u trust her there

Loves linking pinkies w you in public and might swing your arms a little

If her clothes fit you, she’s putting you in her formal work outfits and taking hella pics skansjjaew

Loves being on your arm but always leads when dancing

REALLY quick and calm to point out smth she doesn’t like and talks you through it very civilly without feeling patronizing, arguments with her are nonexistent

Her kisses are deep but quick snnwkejfnentjjs no matter the situation

Please mess with her hair she loves it

Wants to hear everything about your day, but would rather watch you work on something you’re passionate about. She really admires drive and something about seeing you get really into a project hits her hard

Take her outside the city she needs it

Always knows what you like and buys you smth every now and again, but isn’t an avid gifter

She’s more quality time and words of affirmation

She likes handmade gifts or thoughtful ones, but mostly prefers touch, time, and words :)

[kyber-crystal]

➳ there and back again || s.r.

summary: it’s just a nice little competition to declare who comes out on top as the victor. what could possibly go wrong?

words: ~1.5k

warnings: a chaotic stevey/nsam trio. that’s it haha

a/n: trying a new layout! hope you guys like it teehee. this is an old oneshot so i apologize it’s poorly written. 

tags: @sunstalgia​ @wxstedhexrt​ @purpleskiesstorm​ @sylvie-writes​ hopefully this won’t flop if i tag a few mutuals teehee

"You boys ready to get your asses beat?" you teased as you tied your shoelaces.

"Don't get your hopes up, sweetheart," Steve warned. "I hate to brag, but I'm going to win."

Sam groaned. "I don't know why I agreed to this. Y'all are both fast as hell. Last time I got so winded trying to catch up with you."

"Winner gets twenty from the losers!" you quickly shouted, and both of your friends' faces lit up. "And also, bragging rights and glory."

"I swear, you people act more like 13 year-olds than 30-something year olds," Pietro commented as he leaned against the fridge, sipping an iced latte. "You making bets over who's gonna beat the other in a race?"

"Yup," you all replied in unison.

"Well then, see ya," he nodded, as you headed out the door.

"Alright," you breathed out, setting your hands on your hips as you surveyed your landscape. "So around Central Park, checkpoint at Cherry Hill."

"Got it," Steve nodded.

You tapped your wristwatch a few times, setting a timer. "Okay. On your marks. Get set. Go!"

You quickly broke into a sprint, feet pounding against the dewy pavement as you pumped your arms and legs as fast as you could go. You refused to look back, knowing that by doing so you'd be slowed down and fall behind both of them.

The scorching August heat was relentlessly beating down on your back, sweat rolling down your temples and causing your tank top and leggings to cling tightly to your skin. You kept going, though, despite your body screaming at you to stop.

Several minutes later you were not far behind Steve, with Sam only a few yards ahead of him as well. He didn't seem the least bit exhausted as he made a sharp turn and continued sprinting down the sidewalk, and if it hadn't been for your excessive training you would've given up within the first five minutes of starting.

"On your left," he said as he sprinted ahead of Sam.

"On your right!" you shouted as you zipped past both of them.

"Damn it!" you heard Sam let out a frustrated yell as he picked up the pace. “To think I was the top of my class in PE...”

"On your left," Steve informed him a few minutes later.

Then again. "On your left."

"Uh huh, on my left. Got it."

You were nowhere in sight at this point, and as Sam was still jogging Steve came around again from behind, starting from a new lap.

"Don't say it! Don't you say it!"

"On your left!"

"Come on!" he groaned. "Why don't you try targeting Y/N?"

Both men stopped for a moment and skidded to a halt, locking eyes with each other.

"Oh, shit."

"Language."

"Whatever. C’mon! We don't have any time to waste. If we lose, Y/N's never gonna let us live this down."

They continued on side by side while still keeping their pace, keeping close eyes and ears out for you; making sure to stay alert at all times.

"Christ, where'd she go?"

"I don't know—"

"On your right!" they heard you shout as you came bursting ahead of both of them, the wind from your speediness whipping them in their faces. "Come on, slowpokes! Last lap!"

"Are you kidding me?!" Sam yelled after you. 

Steve didn't slow down as they were chasing after you but after a bit, Sam grew frustrated and was unable to continue running, sitting down at the edge of the fountain to catch his breath.

"I win," you smirked as you took a sip out of your water bottle, wiping your mouth and letting out a satisfied sigh. "Victory sure is sweet."

"Need a medic?" the super-soldier looked over at the breathless Sam Wilson.

"I need a new set of lungs," he panted, "Dude, you guys just ran like, 13 miles in 30 minutes. Y/N, I don't even know where you went but you literally just pulled an Usain Bolt on my ass, what the hell."

"I guess I got a late start," Steve shrugged.

"Late start my ass," you snorted, crossing your arms over your chest. "Admit it, boys. I'm the champion here."

"Pfft. Why don't you go take another lap."

"Nah," you declined his offer, "I'd rather lounge around in bunny slippers while watching you do my dishes. Oh! And...you both owe me twenty."

They both took their wallets out of their back pockets, reluctantly placing twenty-dollar bills into your palm.

"Thank you," you smiled sweetly, before sliding the cash in your pocket.

"It's your beds, isn't it?"

"What?"

"Your beds, they're too soft. When I was over there I'd sleep on the ground and use rock for pillows, like a caveman. Now I'm here at the compound, lying in my bed, and it's like..."

"Lying on a marshmallow," Steve finished, "feel like I'm gonna sink right to the floor."

"Exactly."

"Also, since I won, you guys have to be my butlers for the rest of the day."

"Since when was that part of the rules?"

"It's always been part of the rules for anyone who wins anything," you defended yourself. "I'd like a piggyback ride all the way back to the subway station."

Steve just laughed and shook his head, bending his knees slightly. "Alright, alright. Get on."

"Hey, I'm just as strong as him!" Sam exclaimed. "You only want him to carry you so that you get a valid excuse to feel his muscles."

Your eyes widened at his statement, feeling a blush rise up your cheeks. "No I don't."

"Yes you do."

"Oh, shut up," you muttered, hopping onto Steve's back and wrapping your legs firmly around his torso. He hooked his arms underneath to hold you steady, as your arms went around his neck.

"Ew, you're sweaty. You smell. What happened to your blueberry and coffee cologne kind of scent? Why do you sweat so much? But I guess you wearing tight shirts make up for it, since—STEVE! Stop!" you let out a squeal as he leaned backwards slightly, your heart stopping momentarily as you came dangerously close to falling off his back. "You're gonna drop me! Stop!"

Steve let out a laugh, then proceeded to spin around and around to make you dizzy. You let out a high-pitched shriek, most likely catching the attention of a few passerby who wondered why Captain America had the normally serious Agent Y/N on his back and you were laughing like a little schoolgirl with goofy grins on both your faces.

"Say the magic words, then I'll let you down."

"I hate you."

"Wrong."

"We're no longer friends if you don't set me down right now."

"Nope."

"Steven Grant Rogers, you set me down right this instant or I'm going to beat your ass if you don't!" you threatened, kicking wildly and slapping his shoulders. "Let me down!"

"Those aren't the words," he said simply, rather amused by the frustration on your face. 

It was rather cute, if he was being honest.

"Okay, okay! I love Steve Rogers because he's the best Avenger and his muscles are like no other man here in New York! Now let me down!"

"There we go," he chuckled as he released his grip on you and you hopped off, dusting off your clothes. "See? That wasn't so hard."

"Attention-seeker," you accused, "you just wanted to do that so I'd be forced to compliment you. As good-looking as you are, I'm not putting effort into giving attention to someone who already gets so much of it every day."

"You think I'm good-looking?"

"Don't let it get to your head, Rogers," you rolled your eyes, but he could clearly see the pink tinge in your face which he knew wasn't from just running in the scorching heat. This only amused him further.

"If it makes you feel better, I think you're beautiful."

You almost choked on your own spit, going into a coughing fit and hitting your back to try and stop it.

"Don't mind me," Sam cleared his throat, "I'm just here, third wheeling. Or, chaperoning this couple who refuses to admit they're so in love with each other, if you'd like to put it that way. Oh wow, now Steve is blushing. Wow. Amazing. Y/N looks like she's going to faint. Wowwwww. What a beautiful love story. I totally don't feel left out."

"You wanna go for shawarma?" you offered. "I'm starving, and honestly, I could use the time away from Tony. He'll drag us down to play Mario Kart as soon as we get back home."

"Come on! Stop treating me as if I don't exist!"

You both looked over at Sam and laughed.

"I'm sorry," you sympathetically patted his shoulder. "It's quite the burden, dealing with Captain America on the daily."

"Damn right, now that you practically asked him out on a date and are set to become his girlfriend, I have to deal with even more excessive PDA."

"So, this is a date?" Steve raised an eyebrow at you. "Is that what this is?"

"No! It's not—" you let out a sigh of defeat, "well, if you want it to be, then...yes."

"It's a date, then," he smiled widely, kissing your cheek and sliding an arm around your waist.

"How come I never get the girls," Sam grumbled as he followed behind the two of you. "Life is so unfair."

[sunshinesukuna]

stink bug | park jisung x reader highschool! au

summary: who would’ve thought a stink bug could bring you guys together.

TW: bugs, I guess

“I am so done with Mr. Park’s algebra tests. Who the fuck uses their students’ names on an exam?” you groaned as you walked through the halls. Your friends sighed behind you in exasperation. It was the midterm season, and today, you had algebra with one of the school’s most cutthroat teacher, Mr. Park Chanyeol.

“Don’t complain, you didn’t get paired up with the school’s most annoying boy for the precalculus project, that lasted, if I may add, two months!” Yeri complained back. A while back, she was partnered up with one of the school’s most notorious class clowns for a huge project. His name was Na Jaemin. 

Although, you could argue that he had transformed from being Yeri’s project partner to Yeri’s not-boyfriend by now.

“Shut up Yeri, you and Jaemin are practically dating by now,” Irene, one of your other friends said. 

“Are not!” Yeri retorted. A figure in a blue jacket walked by and subsequently swung an arm against Yeri.

“Hey, babe,” Na Jaemin’s familiar voice said. Yeri instantly turned a bright red.

Irene gave Yeri a smug look. “Yeah, I thought so too.” 

Yeri shrugged off of Jaemin’s arm. “What have I told you about PDA?” she scolded.

“But we’re dating now~” Jaemin wrapped his much longer arms around Yeri’s smaller frame. “I can’t show a little love to my girlfriend?” Jaemin dragged out the word. 

Before Yeri could retort back, the bell rang. “Oh, shit,” Irene cursed. You, Yeri, Irene, Joy, Seulgi, and Wendy broke out in a run. When you got to the class, a tall figure was standing in the doorway.

“Right on time, girls,” Mr. Park said. “Five more minutes and I would have failed all of you.” Goosebumps rose on your arms at the thought of failing such an important exam.

“Alright class, sit down, all of you,” Mr. Park commanded. A seating chart was already made on the whiteboard. You took your place behind a tall boy whose back shrouded you from view.

“Right then. This test contains everything I taught you, from the second to third chapter in the book.” Mr. Park paused for a moment, looking at his wristwatch. "I have something to be doing, so please take the test by yourself...”

You could hear several quiet “yes!”’s and see some fist pumps from where you stood. Of course, they would be happy, it was a free for all cheating bonanza.

“Wendy! Take care of your friends and make sure none of them do anything stupid." Naturally, as the goody-two-shoes of the class, Wendy was chosen by Mr. Park to supervise. 

Once Mr. Park left the room, there were some scuffles from the left and right, but you paid them no mind. One of the windows was left open to let a breeze come in. Once you were almost finished with the test, something landed on your pencil. 

A stink bug.

You frantically shook the bug off your pencil. The bug flew off, but it landed somewhere much worse. The back of the boy in front of you. Your reflexes acted on their own.

"SHIT WATCH OUT!" you cried. You took out the biggest book you could find from your bag. An algebra. Not terribly thick, but it would do the job. 

You flung it across the boy’s back as hard as you could. A less-than-fragrant smell met your nose. The stink bug had exploded all over the boy’s back.

"Ewww...."

"Gross...”

The class’s muttering swirled around your ears. You both were clearly the center of attention. Your eyes met Wendy’s. She gave you a quick nod. Taking a pack of tissues from your bag, you grabbed the boy’s hand and took him outside the class.

"I'm really sorry. Let me help you get cleaned up!” you apologized. You offered him the pack of tissues. He leaned on the stair handle, while you looked at him from the step below.

“No, no, it’s alright, really.” He took a handkerchief from his pocket and began wiping his back with it.

“No, please, let me— WHOA!” You were trying to move a stair up when your foot slipped. The boy broke your fall, and your clumsy ass landed smack dab on his chest.

“Umm...” the boy hummed awkwardly. It felt like your face was burning up. You saw your reflection in the glass window, and as it was, your face was red as a firetruck. You detached yourself from him as fast as your body could move. The boy stood up as well.

“Okay, fine, help me get cleaned up,” he said. You pulled several tissues out and tried to get the dead bug out of his clothes as best as you could. 

“What’s your name, by the way? I always see you during breaks, but I’ve never caught your name,” you asked as you were cleaning. The boy looked back at you. 

“Jisung. Park Jisung,” he said. 

“Oh! You’re Na Jaemin’s friend, aren’t you? The ones that call themselves... Dream?” He looked away from your gaze.

“Yeah.” A small, but evident blush painted his cheeks. Once you were done cleaning the bug from his clothes, he turned back to you.

“I’m really sorry, you know. How can I make it up to you?” you apologized once again. Jisung shot you a mischievous smile.

“Well... we could go to the movies together?” he suggested.

“A d-date?”

[wandlores]

Vendetta

Pairing: Ginny Weasley x Blaise Zabini Words: 3,797 You can also read this on AO3. This is a Muggle AU for the @slytherdornet and @hprarepairnet Valentine’s Day Challenge!

Blaise was a notorious womanizer. He wasn't ashamed of that fact, but he didn't take pride from it either. Sex was sex, relationships were weakness. That is what his mother had always taught him, anyway. Use people to protect yourself and get what you need and make sure to get out fast. It was second nature to Blaise at this point; it was a way of life. Why should he change it now even though his mother was thousands of miles away? It had been working for him for years.

The truth was, Blaise didn't know any other way, and he was afraid to step away from what he had always known. He was afraid of that vulnerability. He had been humiliated once in his life by someone he thought he could care for, and he wouldn't let it happen again. So when his least favorite holiday came around, he decided to use it to his advantage. There would be lonely girls around that would give him what he wanted - information on the dean's son, who was also a notorious womanizer, and it would give him a few minutes of pleasure. And who knows, he might learn a few new tricks from these women. Blaise knew you learned something from everyone you met.

Campus was overflowing with couples mastering the art of PDA and over-exaggeration of their feelings that probably didn't really exist. He smirked to himself as he watched a girl swoon over her boyfriend giving her a stuffed teddy bear he saw at Wal-Mart for five dollars two days before. If only she knew he got that as a bargain, or maybe she knew and didn't care. She just wanted to feel important like everyone else.

Blaise walked with his hands in his pockets across the campus grounds until he saw her. Her blonde locks were flowing down her back, and she gave him a flirtatious smile that hinted "you will be getting fucked in the near future" while also appearing like she had better things to do. It was truly an art.

As he approached her, she kissed him forcefully on the mouth. He didn't push her away, this was the game he played.

"Now Blaise," she started, "You are taking me out tonight, right?"

He knew it wasn't a request, it was a demand. He would oblige for now, get what he wanted, and leave her the next day. That was his pattern.

"Yes, Daphne," he reassured her, "I will be taking you out tonight. But I have to be in by eight, alright, love?" He kissed her on the cheek then, and he felt the blush against her cheeks. He knew she wanted to protest that he had to be in so early, but he also knew she wouldn't turn down some time with him. That's how it always was for him. The girls would flock after his name and fortune, even if they knew their fate. But there were always the ones that were too naive to see the game he was actually playing.

Daphne was looping her arms around his neck when they were suddenly hit with wet sludge. Daphne squealed and stepped away from him, but Blaise didn't move. He just glared across the campus lawn to see who their attacker was. Snowballs were a very childish tactic, if he said so himself.

It was then he caught side of her. Her blazing red hair was blowing against the winter air, and she was preparing another snowball. He raised his brow, deciding to challenge her. She gave him just what he wanted and chucked the snowball in his direction. This time, he diverted it rather easily.

"If you want to play dirty," he called after her, "You might as well come up close and personal."

Daphne giggled, and he saw the red head glare back at him. He figured she would run off at that point, but instead, she marched towards him in her hideous combat boots that he was pretty sure he saw through the window when he walked by Ross last week. She would be the type to bargain shop.

When she finally approached him, he realized she was smaller than he would have expected. He was almost a foot taller than her. Her light brown eyes were blazing like her hair. If she would be any element, it would be fire. He tried to recognize her face, but her name was not coming to mind. The only reason she could be angry with him though was because he hooked up with her at some point and didn't call her back.

Daphne latched onto Blaise's arm. He wanted to push her away, but he was a gentleman, after-all. You don't do that, even if she is just a casual fuck. He did have more respect than that.

The redhead finally spoke, "I'm not surprised to see you have another gremlin attached to your hip, Zabini."

"And you are?" He asked.

She rolled her eyes, "That doesn't matter. All I know is that you broke my friend's heart for another one of your pets."

It was now Daphne's turn to glare, "I am not his pet, you wretched whor-"

"Stop-" Blaise interrupted her, "She has a right to be angry."

Daphne gave him a shocked expression, but then he kissed her on the cheek watching the redhead's face as he did so. She looked like she was going to blow chunks. He loved her revulsion. It gave him an adrenaline rush.

Daphne leaned into him and he whispered into her ear, "See you later, love. I'm going to take care of this."

Daphne smiled up at him and flung her blonde locks over her shoulder. She gave the redhead one last dirty look and walked away in the snow in her six inch heels. He wondered how she didn't fall in them in this weather. Talent, he figured.

Blaise turned his full attention to the redhead now and crossed his arms. He studied her up and down, and she snapped her finger in his face.

"I'm not here for you to study and oogle at. Yeah, I'm hot, but I'm here for revenge."

He lifted his brow and laughed. He actually laughed. Full belly laughing was not Blaise's thing, but he couldn't stop.

"Stop laughing at me!" She spat, "You are such an asshole."

He stopped laughing long enough to catch his breath, then he seriously asked her, "Now which friend's honor are you defending? I have to say I have seen a lot of woman recently so I can't say that I-"

Before he knew it, the redhead had smacked him across the face. Hard.

He instinctively touched his cheek and felt angry, but he made sure to keep composure. He was like ice, not fire. He wouldn't give into this impulsive bullshit.

"Her name is Millicent Bulstrode," the redhead told him, "My roommate."

"Ah, yes," Blaise pondered, "Millicent. I remember her. Very luscious curves, too eager to be touched."

The redhead turned her hands into fists at her side.

"Stop toying with her," the redhead demanded, "And other woman while we're at it. You know, some people actually have feelings."

"I know I do, my ego is real bruised right now," Blaise joked, "Just like my cheek is going to be in the morning."

The redhead huffed and turned around abruptly. She attempted to walk away from him, but Blaise wasn't finished yet. He had to know her name.

"So what's the name of Millicent's friend defending her honor?" Blaise called after her.

The redhead didn't turn around to acknowledge him. She just kept walking across the courtyard, but she did reach her arm back behind her body and flipped him off.

Blaise grinned.

Blaise zipped up the fly of his pants and reached down for his jacket. Daphne rolled over in her bed wearing her baby pink lingerie and gave him a pouty lip.

"Do you really have to go?" She whined, "I feel like we were just getting started."

"I told you I had to leave by eight," he said, "I'll call you tomorrow."

But he wouldn't. He found out what he needed about Theodore Nott, and he surely got what he needed from her. The dean's son wouldn't know what hit him.

She pouted as he left her bedroom and out of her dorm room and checked his wristwatch. The speed-dating event he was going to started in twenty minutes; he was happy to know he would make it on time. He knew a lot of Theodore's ex-girlfriends would be there. They always were, and it was the perfect opportunity for more information.

As he drove across town, the redhead from the courtyard came to his mind. He had never met someone who vehemently hated him like that. It gave him the same rush he experience earlier, but now it was down to his groin. He pulled himself together as he found a parking spot and adjusted his collar in his rearview mirror. He walked into the great hall where the speed-dating Valentine's event was being held and signed in at the front desk. The receptionist blubbered and smiled at him; he had her wrapped around his finger. She handed him his name-tag and waved to him as he made his way to the banquet hall. She then leaned over to gossip about him excitedly to her receptionist friend. At least he knew if he didn't take home one of the ladies from the event, he could take her home easily. He memorized her name-tag that said Tracey.

All the women at the event were dressed to the nines. They wore tight revealing dresses and heels they could barely walk in. Blaise tried to find the woman he would talk to first so he could pick his first table, and it was then he noticed a familiar redhead across the way.

She was wearing a skin-tight emerald dress with black fishnets. She wore five inch velvet heels and a diamond bracelet around her wrist. It was as though she was a different person. Before his mind even made the decision, his body was walking towards her.

Once she caught sight of him, she rolled her eyes and pursed her red lips. All Blaise could think about was how they would feel against his dick.

"Well, well, well," he joked, "You clean up nicely."

She snorted and took a drink from her flute of champagne. Blaise quickly grabbed one from the waiter passing by. The redhead still didn't say anything, but she tapped her freshly painted nails against her glass as she took a seat. He took the seat across from her.

"This doesn't seem like your kind of event," he commented, "What are you doing here?"

"No questions until the bell rings," she told him, "That's how speed-dating works."

He grinned and she took another sip from her drink. Blaise watched her until the bell rang, then she set down her glass and crossed her legs under the table. He could feel her foot on his calf and tried not to let it distract him.

"What is a rebel like you doing here?" He asked again, "You seem like the type that would personally despise these events and try to revolt against them."

She laughed, "I definitely despise these events, but I have an agenda."

Blaise cocked his brow, "Oh?"

She leaned forward across the table to the point where he could look down her dress. Her cleavage was showing, and he shifted in his seat to control himself.

"What do you know about the dean's son, Theodore Nott?"

Blaise leaned forward so their faces were close together; he felt her calm breath against his lips. She was completely composed and under control. Nothing like she was earlier that day. They both could feel other people's eyes on them, they probably figured they had already met their match and would leave after this round. Blaise was pretty sure they were right.

"Who's asking?"

She smirked and took another sip of her champagne, "The authorities."

Blaise choked on his own spit, and she waited impatiently as he tried to compose himself. Did she know of his plan? Was she a fed?

"Calm down, Zabini," she told him quietly, "I don't care what your original plans were, but I will tell you what your new plans are."

The grin on her face was wicked as she motioned him to lean forward even closer to her. Her lips were against his ear; he felt shivers go down his spine.

"You're going to help me put that son of a bitch behind bars."

The bell rang for the next round, and Blaise leaned back in his chair and away from her blinking rapidly. Was this really happening? She was still leaning forward over the table and smiled seductively at the next guy trying to sit down, but she impulsively grabbed Blaise's hand and silently demanded him to stand up with her.

"Sorry," she told the stranger, "I already found my catch for the night."

She winked at Blaise and maneuvered his arm around her waist. He tried to keep calm and walked out of the banquet hall with her. They were back at the front desk again, and Tracey smiled widely when she caught sight of him, but when she saw the redhead, she pursed her lips and looked annoyed. She wasn't going to get fucked tonight, and she was now well-aware.

"I would like my room-key," the redhead told her, "We have a little bit of business to discuss."

Tracey didn't say anything as she typed away at her keyboard and readied the room key. Blaise didn't dare utter a word. He knew now that this woman was not to be messed with. His powers of persuasion and manipulation could only go so far, and she had him beat.

"Here you go, Miss Weasley," Tracey said as she handed the redhead her room-key, "Room 536."

Miss Weasley smiled, "Thank you, Tracey."

The redhead, who he now knew as Miss Weasley, looped her arm through his and led him to the elevator. They didn't say anything the whole ride up to her room, but as soon as she shut the door behind them, she marched over to her mini fridge and took out a small bottle of vodka and downed it.

Impressed, Blaise sat down on the bed and watched her, still stunned to silence.

Miss Weasley kicked off her heels and started to unzip her dress. Blaise looked away, which was unusual for him. He would usually revel in a moment like that where he hardly had to put in any work.

She chuckled to herself, "Why look away when I know this is what you basically do for survival? Go ahead, take a look."

Blaise looked up at her and admired her black lace lingerie. She would be the type of girl to wear black. She was now shimmying off her fishnets so she was only in her bra and panties. He could feel himself harden, but he tried to push that feeling down. He needed more information first. What did she know about Theodore Nott, and was she really a fed? Blaise didn't work with feds. That was his number one rule. He surely didn't fuck with them, either. Literally and figuratively.

She sat down on the bed across from him and poured herself another drink. Blaise watched her swallow, and he finally decided to speak.

"Are you a fed?" He asked her seriously, "If so, I want nothing to do with the government it is my-"

"Quit, Zabini. Yes, I am a fed, but I figured you'd like my offer," she told him, "You want Theodore Nott gone just as badly as I do. Especially after he framed your mother and locked her away."

Blaise grit his teeth but didn't say anything. He let her continue, "I know you have information about Nott, so why don't you just tell me what you have learned from your little pets? I can then use that information, turn a blind eye to the fact that you were planning to kill him, and we will both be on our way."

Blaise could no longer keep his composure, "I wasn't going to kill him."

"Come on, Zabini, we both know that's a lie. Even if you didn't do it directly, you were going to hire someone. I know how your family works."

"Why do you care that he gets put away for framing my mom? If you know so much about what my family does then-"

"Because I also have a personal vendetta against Nott."

"Which is?"

She got up and grabbed another glass of alcohol and poured it into a cup. He was learning quickly that she had a high alcohol tolerance. Maybe it helped her focus, just like it seemed to help him.

"He killed my brother, Fred Weasley," she said bluntly, "That fucker deserves to rot in hell."

Weasley. That name sounded familiar. He knew it did even when Tracey had said it downstairs.

"You are from the Weasley family," he realized out loud, "You are Ginny-"

"That's right, we are the secret agents that catch assholes like you and lock them away."

"Why not take me then, too?" He asked, "You know what the Zabini's have done."

She smiled, "Because I'm the type of person to know when an ally might be necessary to protect my family. I also know that you are too much of a pussy to ever try something again after knowing I know all your secrets. You will just go back to being a lonely man-whore."

Fuming, Blaise stood up, "I never said I would help you."

"You will if you also don't want to go to prison."

She smiled at him and he took a deep breath. He sat back down, and she sat next to him.

"Good," she said, "Are there anymore questions?"

"Was your anger real earlier today? Do you really know Millicent?"

She was tracing his jaw with her finger and leaning in to kiss his neck. He took in a sharp breath. He learned quickly that he was about to quickly receive his payment.

"Yes," she told him, "That was genuine anger, but it was also a way to size you up. Really see if you are as good as you think you are. Which I'm sorry to say, you're not."

She then moved her hands down and unzipped his fly. Her hands were soon in his pants and he leaned his head back, trying to stifle a moan.

"You-you are very different than you appeared earlier today," he told her with a shaky breath, "I thought you were all about honor."

"Even honorable people can be resourceful," she told him. She then leaned her head down so her lips were close to his groin. Before she wrapped her mouth around him, she added, "And you should know that people have many different sides. You're one of those people."

He was about to respond, but he wasn't able to. He was so overcome by pleasure that he thought he would explode.

After his payment, he was sad to watch her put on the same hideous outfit she had on earlier when she chucked a snowball at his face, but he knew now what was underneath those clothes. He would never look at her the same. Especially now that he knew what her mouth felt like wrapped around his dick.

"Now I figure I should tell you how I know Millicent?"

Blaise nodded as he buttoned up his shirt.

"She has been my friend since childhood. She has let me stay in her dorm room while I investigate Nott. When I heard your name, I was overcome with a feeling of disgust and a need for vengeance. I also knew you would be useful to me since I had heard from Millicent that you kept asking her questions about Nott. You really shouldn't assume that every girl has fucked him. A girl like Millicent really does just want love, and she is not a toy."

Blaise swallowed, "I see."

"So tell me now," she said, "Tell me what you know about Nott."

So he told her. He told her everything. He knew it was his only way not to end up in prison like his mother, and he knew it was the only way he might be able to feel her lips on his once again. Or so he hoped. For once, he didn't want a one fuck and be done with it type of night.

"Thanks for the information, Zabini," she told him, "You may go now."

"That-that's it?" He asked, "That's all?"

"I thought you already received payment in full?" She motioned her head toward the lipstick stain on his collar and the missing buttons on the bottom of his shirt.

Blaise sighed, "Yes, that is all, Miss Weasley. Thank you for your generous payment."

She smiled, "Anytime."

The next day, it was all over the news. Theodore Nott and his father were arrested for their crimes. Blaise took a swig from his whiskey and set the glass down. He had skipped class that day, too amped up from the night before. He was relieved he didn't have to go through with killing Nott. The Weasley girl was right, he really didn't have it in him. He was a pussy, but he knew how to survive.

He was about to pour himself another glass of whiskey when he heard a knock at his door. He got up from his loveseat and opened it quietly. He hated having visitors at the dorm, and always feared that one of his ex-flings would find out which one it was. To his surprise, none of them had yet, until now.

It was the Weasley girl. She was wearing a jean jacket and black jeans with those hideous combat boots, and she wore dark eyeliner to match the ensemble. She didn't say anything, but she pushed him inside his dorm and slammed his door shut with her foot. Before he knew it, her lips were on his. It all happened so fast, he wasn't sure he could process what was going on.

She pulled away from him breathlessly, "Thank you for the information on Nott, my vendetta is now over." She went to kiss him again, but he stopped her. She lifted her brow and he grinned.

"I thought I already received my payment?"

She smirked, "You did, but now I'm just here for a little fun."

It was this experience that taught Blaise that there were people out there just as good as he was, if not better.

[rubldus]

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     There was an ever growing pit in his stomach that was telling him this was probably a bad idea. With how crazed of an expression Yata wore, he seemed hesitant to deny him the opportunity to play hairdresser. He supposed it was his own fault for having such long, luscious locks. The burden of being pretty.

                  “Alright” the dog barked back, giving a defeated pout.

    Upon inspection, Kuroh was quick to act, moving over to the nearby dresser and pulling a handful of hair ties, as well as a soft hairbrush. He moved back over to where Yata seemed to excitedly waiting and set them down on the table. He then moved to position himself, that pit still growing inside.

                “ On the table” he instructed, waiting a moment before adding.

             “Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”

    Redhead practically VIBRATED his enthusiasm, snatching the hairbrush abruptly from the moment it was set down. He’d been waiting for this, and he’d known that Kuroh ( of all people ) was somebody he could no doubt cajole into allowing it to his own chagrin and, of course, the utter death of his hair.

                  “I always know what I’m doin’!! Now quiet!! I’m decidin’ what style to do!!” 

     A few moments of thought before vanguard seemed to come to a conclusion on what he wanted, grasping ( without asking, in true Yata fashion ) for the other’s PDA left sitting on the table and pulling up the instructions from a site online. His own was a wristwatch, after all- he couldn’t exactly look at it while he was working with his hands.

                                                      “Four strand braid!!”

    Of course he’d dive in headfirst and try to start with one of the hardest ones. Vanguard wasn’t exactly patient...or humble...OR self-aware. Oh boy.

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Considered ANDROID IN M.TECH Projects

Introduction

The M Tech CSE Major Android Projects working system might be a versatile working structure that was made by Google (GOOGL) to be essentially used for touchscreen contraptions, PDAs, and tablets. Its arrangement permits clients to deal with the cells intuitively, with finger improvements that reflect ordinary developments, for instance, crushing, swiping, and tapping. Google similarly uses M Tech CSE Major Android Live Projects programming in televisions, vehicles, and wristwatches — every last one of which is fitted with an uncommon UI.

Why we use Android

There are such innumerable reasons you ought to pick the M Tech IEEE CSE Major Android Projects stage for convenient application improvement.

1.           Zero/insignificant improvement cost

The progression instruments like M Tech CSE Academic Major Android Projects SDK, JDK, and Eclipsing IDE, then, at that point, on are permitted to download for the M Tech CSE Mini android Projects adaptable application improvement. Moreover, Google charges a touch cost of $25, to disperse your compact application on the M Tech CSE Mini Android Live Projects Market.

2.           Open Source

The M Tech CSE Mini Android Projects in Hyderabad operating system is an open-source stage see able of the Linux piece and different open-source libraries. Thusly, engineers are permitted to element to or extend the stage as significant for building versatile applications which run on M Tech IEEE CSE Mini Android Projects contraptions.

3.           Multi-Stage Support

Keeping watch, there's an escalated kind of hardware contraptions constrained by the M Tech CSE Academic Mini Android Projects bundle, including different phones and tablets. For sure, even the development of M Tech CSE Mini android Projects in Guntur adaptable applications can occur on Windows, Mac programming bundle, or Linux.

4.           Multi-Carrier Support

By and large endless telecom carriers like Airtel, Vodafone, Thought Cell, AT&T Adaptability, BSNL, so forward are supporting M Tech CSE Major Android Live Projects in Vijayawada-filled phones.

5.           Open Course Model

IEEE Android Projects in Khammam Business focus (Google Play store) has not a lot of constraints on the substance or convenience of an M Tech CSE Major android Projects in ECIL application. That the architect can scatter their application through the Google Play store and too other course channels like Amazon's application store.

HISTORY OF ANDROID

M Tech CSE Academic Android Projects in Nizamabad Inc. was laid out by Andy Rubin, Rich Backhoe, Scratch Sears, and Chris White around, California in October 2003. The chief justification behind the association was to cultivate a general working structure for cutting edge cameras, and this was the help of its feature monetary benefactors in April 2004. The association then, at that point, reasoned that the commercial center for cameras wasn't tremendous enough for its targets, and by five months after the established truth it had changed its undertakings and was ship off M Tech IEEE CSE Mini Android Projects in Mantini as a handset working structure that will be confining Symbian and Microsoft Windows Compact.

In July 2005, Google secured MTech CSE Major Android Projects in Narsapur Inc. for something like $50 million. Its key specialists, including Rubin, Tractor, and White, joined Google as a component of the obtainment. Not much was been aware of the baffling MTech CSE Mini  Android Live Projects in Bodhan around then, with the association has given very few nuances beside that it totally was making programming for phones.

December 2006 the first fair-minded of the Google to enter the convenient correspondences market continued to manage handset working system. An early model had a nearby likeness to a BlackBerry phone, with no touchscreen and a genuine QWERTY console, yet the vibes of 2007's Apple iPhone inferred that MTech CSE Mini Android Projects in Madhapur "expected to get back to the look stage".

Endeavor of advancement associations has composed an Open Handset settlement On November 5, 2007, inside which including Google, device makers like HTC, Motorola, and Samsung, far off carriers. Uncover itself, with a target to make "the essential truly open and complete stage for cells.

In 2007 the Google has conveyed first beta version of the MTech CSE Major Android Projects in Delhi Programming Improvement Unit (SDK).

Starting around 2008, Android Final Year Projects has seen unprecedented updates which have dealt with the functioning system, adding new components and fixing bugs in past conveyances. While the most business variation, IEEE Android Projects in Bangalore 1.0, was conveyed in September 2008.

Each huge conveyance is known as in successive solicitation after a baked good or sweet treat, with the underlying relatively few Android Mtech CSE Projects in Warangal variations being assigned "Cupcake", "Donut", "Eclair", and "Froyo", during a particular request.

Google revealed the resulting MTech CSE Academic Android Projects in Tirupati transformation, 4.1 Jam Bean On June 27, 2012, at the Google I/O gathering. Jam Bean is an extra update, with the fundamental place of additional fostering the UI, both in regards to convenience and execution.

The ASCII text document for IEEE Android Projects is available under free and open source programming licenses. Google disperses a larger than average part of the code under the Apache Grant variation 2.0 and consequently the rest, Linux bit changes, under the GNU In general populace License version 2.

October 2016 Google introduced the Pixel and Pixel XL mobile phones, publicized like the chief phones made by Google, and unimaginably and certain item featured. The Pixel phones replaced the Nexus series, with one more time of Pixel phones shipped off in October 2017

Advantages OF ANDROID

•            MTech CSE Students Android Live Projects in Vizag is an open-source stage allowing UI customization. ...

•          Maintains circulated capacity enabling sync of devices with G-account. ...

•          Steady improvement and clearing of old features. ...

•          Maintains untouchable device and information show on screen. ...

•          Maintains running different applications at the indistinguishable time.

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New Year's Resolutions for Tech Device Users

How to Responsibly Clean Up the Clutter of Electronic Waste

Top New Year's resolutions are not limited to trimming waistlines. Here's how to safely reduce clutter of discarded mobile phones and other electronic waste.

As the first decade of the 21st Century winds down, many people are making resolutions to clean up and throw out tech devices that are obsolete. It's easy to remove some app from your phone, you can always use another custom software developed for you by Skywell.Software, but rapid developments in cell phone technology and web development, leads consumers to abandon their old mobile phones for smartphones that allow web browsing, text messaging, and social networking. But proper disposal of old phones is key to keeping hazardous waste from landfills and solid waste systems.

Also read:

5 latest trends in mobile app development

E-waste: The Gobal Cost of Discarded Electronics 

Consumers Scrap Old Cellular Technology for New

According to a recent Nielsen consumer report, the use of cellular technology with broadband data and web surfing capabilities increased to 56.9 million users in 2009 – up from 42.5 million the previous year. Consumers are scrapping older technology phones primarily used to transmit voice for those offering multiple applications, thus adding to the mounting clutter of discarded phones.

Clean Out Junk Drawer Electronic Waste

Cleaning out household junk drawers and office storage areas filled with electronic waste (e-waste) is especially popular as consumers enter the new year. But disposal of e-waste is tricky. Along with cellular and cordless phones, PDAs and pagers, many electronic products contain dry-cell or rechargeable batteries that the U.S. Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) describes as "universal waste", unfit for inclusion in solid waste management systems.

Common products that end up as e-waste include:

camcorders

cellular and cordless phones

cordless power tools

digital cameras

GPS devices

laptop and personal computers

remote control toys

Recycle Rather Than Toss Outdated Electronics

The EPA urges electronics recycling to recapture plastics and metal parts for use in new devices. But the devices are not the problem – it's the batteries used to power them that pose the biggest environmental threat. Heavy metals within the batteries react with the soil and air, especially when incinerated in solid waste facilities.

Battery Recycling and Disposal

Consumers purchase 3 billion dry-cell batteries made up of at least one electrochemical cell each year to power a variety of household and office products. The EPA estimates 8 dry-cell batteries per consumer are tossed each year. These include:

Dry-cell batteries for use in common household products like flashlights and small appliances (AA,AAA,D,C, and 9-volt) contain alkaline, carbon and zinc that leach into soil and water near landfills.

Button-cell batteries used for small electronics like hearing aids and wristwatches contain mercury and zinc oxides.

Lithium is a primary ingredient in 9-volt and rechargeable batteries used to power a wide variety of electronics.

Rechargeable Batteries Pose Threat to Solid Waste Systems

Although rechargeable batteries like those used to power cellphones are discarded at a slower rate than dry-cell batteries, they contain heavy metal concentrations that spoil solid waste management systems. The EPA outlines disposal procedures for rechargeable batteries on its website and urges consumers to be wary of tossing these heavy metals into the trash:

Nicad or Nickle Cadmium batteries

Lithium Ion batteries

Nickle Metal Hydride batteries

Small sealed lead batteries

Battery disposal in a responsible manner is easy through battery recycling programs run at local, state and nationwide levels. Many companies producing electronic products like cellular phones and laptops offer guidelines on their websites for recycling outdated electronics.

Alternatives to Tossing Out Outdated Electronics

The EPA dedicates a website to responsible and environmentally friendly ways to dispose of cellular phones and other electronic devices and provides links to disposal organizations across the U.S. Many programs refurbish phones to seniors, crime victims, and physically or mentally challenged individuals. Websites like AlternativeWireless.com list organizations that retrieve and recycle donated phones to needy individuals and groups. ReCellular.com buys and sells used mobiles and recycles phones throughout more than 40 countries.

Remove SIM Cards and Erase Memory Before Recycling

Consumers resolving to clean up and organize the clutter of their homes and offices should be wary before recycling devices that contain personal data. Erase memory from laptops, digital cameras, and personal computers and remove SIM cards from mobile phones and PDAs before recycling them.

Reducing the waistline as well as reducing e-waste should be at the top of every New Year's resolution list this year. And if keeping that resolution is a challenge, the U.S. Government offers a webpage designed to help U.S. citizens stick to their resolutions.

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The Advantages Of A Smart Watch

The advancements in technology have made our lives much easier than before. Smart devices like smartphones and smart watches allow users to accomplish a variety of tasks without a lot of effort. In this post, we're going to take a look at some of the primary benefits of having the smartwatch. Keep reading to find out more.

What is a connected watch?

Basically, a smartwatch is an electronic device that wears on your wrist. According to some, a smartwatch is the improved form of another mobile device referred to as a PDA. There are many features available on connected watches.

Furthermore to that, some of these watches are able to be synced with many other devices like phones via the Bluetooth connection.

Connected watches have numerous advantages

Without further ado, let's see some of the advantages of owning an electronic watch.

It's better than a watch

This smart device is a standard type of device. This gadget is as effective as it is trendy. It will show you the weather in more than one method. It is able to display various clock shapes, which isn't possible on an ordinary watch. Furthermore, it shows you multiple clocks at the same time according to the time zone you have selected.

The watches are also available in various styles. You can pick between a classic or a modern-day watch, based on your preferences.

Health benefits

Another benefit of owning the smartwatch is that it helps keep you fit and healthy. Many smartwatches have functions that allow you to track your fitness. This will allow you to reach your goals more quickly. This device is used to monitor your heart rate and calories.

Stay connected to the world

Just like a cell phone you can text or make calls on your watch without any problem. This makes it extremely practical if you aren't able to reach your phone in your pocket. For instance, you could receive calls via your wristwatch while exercising on the treadmill. Voice commands can be used to achieve the same effect.

A great choice for travelers

If you like hiking or backpacking, having an electronic watch can be a huge benefit. The GPS function of your Smartwatch will help you track your travel route. If you need help selecting interesting destinations, the Smartwatch can also keep track of your travels.

Real-time notifications

Your wristwatch can be connected to your accounts on social media so you receive notifications. Connect your wristwatch to your social media accounts. You can swim with confidence in your pool with the help of a waterproof unit.

Final thoughts

In the end having a connected watch will simplify your life. There are numerous options available based on your requirements. You can select a model that fits your needs and budget.

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The Benefits of A Smartwatch

The progressions in the realm of innovation have made our lives significantly simpler than previously. Besides, the coming of intelligent gadgets like big screen smartwatch and cell phones permit you to do many things without a lot of exertion. In this article, we will investigate a portion of the fundamental advantages of having a smartwatch. Peruse on to know more. 

 What is a Smartwatch? 

Fundamentally, a smartwatch resembles a little PC that you can wear on your wrist. A smartwatch is the further developed type of another cell phone known as PDA as per a few groups. Smartwatches accompany a lot of components. 

 Besides, a portion of these watches can be synchronized with many different gadgets like a cell phone through a Bluetooth association. 

 The advantages of a smartwatch 

Moving along, how about we look at a portion of the advantages of having a smartwatch. 

 It is far superior to a watch. 

Above all else, besides reading a clock, this keen gadget is a kind of notorious gadget. All in all, this gadget is valuable, just as popular. It will show you time in more manners than one. In contrast to a standard watch, it can show you various types of the clock. Furthermore, it can show you, many timekeepers simultaneously, dependent on the time zone you have chosen. 

 Besides this, the plans for these watches are broadening. Hence, given your taste, you can either pick a work of art or a current model. 

 Medical advantages 

Another incredible advantage of having a smartwatch is that it can help you stay fit and sound. A large number of these gadgets have a few provisions that can help you screen your wellness progress. So, you can accomplish your objectives all the more without any problem. For instance, with this gadget, you can watch out for your pulse and calories. 

 Stay associated with the world. 

Actually, like a cell phone, you can send SMS and settle on decisions utilizing your watch with no issue. This will be incredibly helpful when you can't contact your cell phone in your pocket. For instance, you can get approaches to your watch while running on the treadmill. You can also utilize voice orders for a similar reason. 

 A Great Choice for Travelers 

In case you are into tracking or climbing, having a smartwatch will be enormously valuable. The GPS highlight in your Smartwatch will help you track your excursion. Aside from this, this gadget can give your ideas if you need assistance to pick some fascinating spots. 

 Ongoing Notifications 

You can get a notice from your web-based media accounts on your wristwatch. You should simply associate your watch to your online media accounts. If you have a water-safe unit, you can have a dip in your pool without agonizing over getting your gadget harmed. 

 Last Thoughts 

So, having a smartwatch can make your life simpler. You can look over a ton of models depending on your exercises. Along these lines, you can purchase a watch dependent on your financial plan and people inclinations. 

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The Benefits of A Smartwatch

The headways in the realm of innovation have made our lives significantly simpler than previously. Also, the appearance of smart gadgets like smartwatches and smartphones permit you to do a ton of things absent a lot of exertion. In this article, we will investigate a portion of the principle advantages of having a smartwatch. Peruse on to know more.

What is a Smartwatch?

Fundamentally, a smartwatch resembles a little PC which you can wear on your wrist. As indicated by certain individuals, a smartwatch is the improved type of another cell phone known as PDA. Smartwatches accompany a great deal of highlights.

Besides, a portion of these watches can be synchronized with a ton of different gadgets like a smartphone through a Bluetooth association.

The advantages of a smartwatch

Right away, how about we look at a portion of the advantages of having a smartwatch.

It is obviously superior to a watch

Most importantly, beside reading a clock, this smart gadget is a kind of notable gadget. All in all, this gadget is helpful just as popular. It will show you time in a larger number of ways than one. In contrast to an ordinary watch, it can show you various types of the clock. Additionally, it can show you numerous clocks simultaneously dependent on the timezone you have chosen.

Beside this, the plans of these watches are expanding. Consequently, in light of your taste, you can either pick a work of art or present day model.

Medical advantages

Another incredible advantage of having a smartwatch is that it can help you stay fit and sound. A large number of these gadgets have a few highlights that can help you screen your wellness progress. So you can accomplish your objectives all the more without any problem. For instance, with this gadget, you can watch out for your pulse and calories.

Stay associated with the world

Actually like a cell phone, you can send SMS and settle on decisions utilizing your watch with no issue. This will be significantly helpful when you can't contact your cell phone in your pocket. For instance, you can get approaches your watch while running on the treadmill. You can likewise utilize voice orders for a similar reason.

A Great Choice for Travelers

In the event that you are into trecking or climbing, having a smartwatch will be enormously advantageous. The GPS include in your Smartwatch will help you track your excursion. Aside from this, this gadget can give you ideas in the event that you need assistance to pick some intriguing spots.

Continuous Notifications

You can get notice from your online media accounts on your wristwatch. You should simply interface your watch to your online media accounts. On the off chance that you have a water-safe unit, you can have a dip in your pool without agonizing over getting your gadget harmed.

Last Thoughts

To put it plainly, having a smartwatch can make your life simpler. You can look over a great deal of models dependent on your exercises. In this way, you can purchase a watch dependent on your financial plan and individual inclinations.

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Best Sports Watches for Men Reviews and Buying Guide (Updated) 2020

Best Sports Watches for Men Reviews and Buying Guide (Updated) 2020

A wristwatch could be an integral a part of your trend assertion. From subtle formal gatherings to informal get-togethers, an identical wristwatch that goes together with your apparel can complement your look and add to your sense of favor. In the case of low-cost digital watches for males, there are lots of differing kinds to select from, and famend manufacturers have lots of, if not hundreds of designs to select from. Generally, digital watches for males are thought of extra informal than analog watches. Lately, nonetheless, an increasing number of watch manufacturers are breaking this long-held view by providing low-cost digital watches for males which are on par with subtle analog watches when it comes to refinement and sophistication.  Read more

With the appearance of cellphones and handheld digital units similar to PDAs and pill computer systems, right this moment, there are lots of younger individuals who have by no means even owned a watch. In case you ask them for the time, they will merely take out their cell phone. However watches are greater than only a gadget to provide the appropriate time. Other than the various options and functionalities present in trendy watches, in current instances they've change into extra a trend accent than the rest. In truth, in the event you probability upon anybody below 25 years previous carrying a wristwatch, there's a excellent probability that she or he is extra type aware in comparison with one other similar-aged one that doesn't personal a watch.

If you wish to purchase a look ahead to some retail remedy, or wish to shock a pal or member of the family with a novel present, the sheer variety of totally different manufacturers and fashions providing low-cost digital watches for males could be overwhelming. Nonetheless, the massive variety of choices you've gotten needn't be intimidating, in the event you determine beforehand what sort of look you're going for. In broad phrases, watches are both digital or analog, and digital watches are extra related to an energetic sport or athletic life-style, whereas watches which have minute and second palms are extra suited to formal events. In case you are on a funds, the excellent news is, there are lots of producers that provide low-cost digital watches for males.

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Digital watches with metallic bands are a favourite amongst males who wish to tread the wonderful line between elegant and informal. These retro-chic watches are extra formal than sports activities watches, and go very well with formal and semi-formal apparel. The general look of the watches is easy and minimalistic, with little to no added options, other than a date perform or maybe a stopwatch perform in some fashions. The face is often clear and flat, with the time displayed in LCD (liquid crystal show). The metallic band is often silver or gold.

In case you are searching for low-cost digital watches for males, the staple names are Casio, Timex and Seiko, though there are lots of of different manufacturers which are additionally vying in your consideration. Earlier than you start your analysis and slender down your record, be sure you learn the evaluations.

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