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m3-kk · 23 days

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Sharing my TCF notes because sharing is caring 😬 ⬇️. (All of them… so far)

Ch. 086- sad time for Raon :(. REVENGE HAHAHA LETSGOOOO

Ch. 335- Eruhaben protect Roan & Cale from ugly WS 😆

Ch. 352- Cale’s greatest fear…😭

Ch. 378- Choi’s uncle (DS) left info book written in KOREAN?!?! 😵

Ch. 394- Letter from Death & shiz show😬

Ch. 395- CALE IS AFRAID?!?! 😱

Ch. 401- “Plavin was laughing on the outside but crying on the inside.”😌

Ch. 404- “And Miss Cage, please cuss out the God of Death for me.” -Cale 😇

Ch. 411- They were talking about the Lion King (person) and I thought they were talking about the movie 😭

Ch. 414- Choi Han woke up crying “Kim Rook Soo” 😰

Ch. 415- “What am I supposed to call the friend of my nephew once removed?” -Choi Han 😳

Ch. 423- “Oh, by the way, the original owner of your body is living well too. He said he is happy.” -Lee Soo Hyuk ☺️

Ch. 423- CALE CRIES! BABY NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! 😰

“It's a new record! You were unconscious for 20 days, 1 hour, 32 minutes, and 19 seconds!”- Roan Miru🤠

Ch. 431-

“You son of a bitch!” -Bear King

"Why am I your son? Such an idiot.”

-Whale Archie🫡

Ch. 434- Which Henituse sibling wants to become what?🥱👑⚔️

Ch. 435- Sworn brothers 🤞

Ch. 455- Ron says he has a cute young master (Cale) who he doesn’t want to disappoint.🥹

Also that Roan is cuter than Cale 😂

Ch. 457- “This is nice.” Beacrox commented before swinging his greatsword horizontally.🙂

Ch. 461- Cale’s merchant name is Bob XD

Ch. 465- The Sound of the Wind was a top underneath a boulder surrounded by whirlpools.

The Indestructible Shield was a pit under the tree.

The Scary Giant Cobblestone was a stone in the Super Rock villa.

The Fire of Destruction was a sculpture at the center of the magma.

The Vitality of the Heart was a stone pillar at the center of a whirlwind.

The Sky Eating Water was a chained spear.

Ch. 476- More Dragon Family Drama wtf

Ch. 481- To the Fake World Tree

Ch. 501- Illusion of Other World..RAMEN!

Ch. 504- Stick from World Tree (Cale’s blood is special?!)

Ch. 515- Vampire Duke Fredo (seems nice)

Ch. 516- Demonic Race, Rosalyn, White Star after cookie prince?! NOOO

Ch. 520- WEAKLING. Alberu is a mage swordsman badass dark elf

Ch. 526- These brothers are so cute OMEGALUL

Ch.555- Sealed god test, wtf this is so sad I’m crying I’ve never been so genuinely sad

Ch. 559- CHOI HAN OUR LOVE THANKS🙏

Ch. 581- AWW BESTIEEE

Ch. 584- Cale saying he could beat 3 strong peeps

Ch. 589- Alberu goes to Blood Boulder

Ch. 601- AHH CALE BDAY AHHH

Ch. 612- THEY GAVE ALBERU A GUN!!

Ch. 618- Cale explains to LeeSooHyuk the truth

Ch. 622- HOMEEEEEEEE AYYAYAAY

Ch. 627- @Capital w/ Dad y Alberu YAY

Ch. 628- BUBBLEGUM PINK DRAGON

Ch. 629- We are a big family!

Ch. 631- 5 FUCKIN DRAGONS AHHH-

[THE AUTHOR STARTS SAYING SHIT LIKE “IN THE FUTURE.. “ LIKE F U MAKIN ME ALL SAPPY N STUFF WTH UGHHH!!!]

Ch. 640- 2 Cats are Molan house’s future 🥹.. They can’t go berserk?..

Ch. 645- Roan & Cale Solo Fight letsgo!!

Ch. 646- Cale uses ‘instant’ to destroy 2 unranked monsters.. I’m crying actually..

Ch. 647- wtf I’m crying, goosebumps fr

Ch. 649- Roan has grown so much 🥹

Ch. 652- COM. WITH EARTH 2 AHHHH—

Ch. 655- Cale is healing❤️ OG Cale!KRS

Ch. 656- SOO much info from OG Cale!!

Ch. 658- CALE IS AWAKEEE YAYA

Ch. 662- OMG Cale’s BioMom was cooking

Ch. 663- WE KNOW HOW TO KILL HIM HA

Ch. 670- World Tree-nim

Ch. 677- Explaining ALOT lore dump!!

CB. 681- WOW the end of that chap tho

Ch. 682- I stan Cale’s hatred for the White Star. We love the PJs! Alberu is moon that’s so *legs in air kicking*

Ch. 683- So are we gonna kill WS or whatt?

Ch. 684- HAHAH OMG CALE’S BDR POWER IS SO SCARY EVERYONE THINKS ITS THE WS!! HAHAH ITS CALE’S THOOO

Ch. 685- omg.. DANGGG!! Our Cale is truly terrifying! New Pokémon acquired! White star!! 😏 wait we have a tiny WS in our pocket how cute! 🥰

Ch. 686- HAHA BOOM BOOM 💥

Ch. 688- Rashell says he wouldn’t be able to sleep if many humans died 🥰

Ch. 689- ROCK SHEILD LETSGOOO

Ch. 694- DEAFEATED! Alberu faints and thinks he’s like Cale now 😭

Ch. 695- NAHH WE LOVEEE

Ch. 699- ENTERED THE TEMPLE! We can’t leave…? CALE IS GHOST AND WATCHING OTHERS TESTS HUHHH?!! (DespairTest2)

Ch. 700- This chapter is just amazing, these people are so smart ughhh I’m screaming! In a happy way tho

Ch. 701- OK we have Choi Han, Clopeh, Rosalyn and Cale so far.. MARYYY

Ch. 702- +1(Roan) Cale can use the cintamani to contact other world. PEOPLE CAN SEE HIM YAY!

Ch. 705- Talking with Cale & others through the Cintamani :>

Ch. 706- Tonka! And Dark elf Tasha&Alberu

Ch. 707- My heart, Alberu was so sad and lonely back then…

Ch. 709- Eruhaben! WS is badddd

Ch. 710- Whyyyy I’m actually feeling despair it’s so complicated ugh and no ones receiving correct info ughhhhh

Ch. 713- Mary is #GIRLBOSS for not being tricked! ❤️❤️

Ch. 717- So glad that was settled 😮‍💨

Ch. 718- So the test Cale was in wasn’t the original one so now we are doing the actual sadness test ok 👍

Ch. 719- WOW NOT CALE ALREADY FINISHING BLUE TEST.. also someone else?

Ch. 721- Toonka left the test, Cale met Choi Jung Gun, I’m I’m scared 😶

Ch. 722- Rosalyn finally put the tests goals into words! She’s so smart. I love herrr

Ch. 726- Cale confronts CJG and he’s being used as bait bc a hunter is here oh no. Cale is going to cause chaos ialrk

Ch. 727- WOWW Cale was about to be isekaied lol. Good thing we have ancient powers! 2 Hunters?! 🫣

Ch. 730- Cale actually skipped a level bfr

Ch. 731- Cale has to observe past Roan (during the night) and Alberu (during the day)

Ch. 732- FLIPPING OVER THE FIRST PRINCES PALACE HAHAHAHAGA

Ch. 735- Freeing Roan! Again Again?

Ch. 739- Still loving how Choi’s test is taking care of tiny KRS. Alberu test completed!!

Ch. 740- I’m loving Clopeh during this test so far. He knows his goals and he sticks to them. He’s crazy!

Ch. 744- Damn Dodam Miru. I think DM’s world is not an illusion. Cale “tricking” the Wrath test is crazy I love that sly bastard!

Ch. 745- Cale hates when the children hate their side dishes ahah! The Wrath test is actually really difficult it surprised me frfr! Clopeh & Cale are angy

Ch. 749- How dare this low-life Dorph ever consider sacrificing the great and mighty Roan Miru. I pour all of my hatred and anger toward him. He needs to die. 😡

Ch. 750- Finally! Flipping every over heh!

#cale henituse #tcf cale #tcf novel #lcf #lout of the count’s family #trash of the count's family #notes #sharing is caring #Me_Kk

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maddmuses · 9 months

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mun is superior, pass it on.

Basics

Name: Madd, Maddlynn Maddithan, Maddie, Maddster, The Maddest, Waffles, Maddwaffles, Maddest One Around Age: 27+2 we ain't countin' them COVID years Gender: pebsi (fluid)

Favorites

Food(s): Barbacoa, Tacos, Tomato, Steak, Corn on The Cob, Salsa, Mint Ice Cream, Stroganoff, (still true af untouched except ig we can add caldo de res which I have been really about lately) Drink(s): Bepsi, Milk even tho it hurt me, Coors, Vanilla Bepis (even tho I can't fucking find it) Book(s): The Legends of Drizzt, Percy Jackson and The Olympians, The Heroes of Olympus, Assorted D&D Manuals, Any decent Graphic Novel, Strong Manga series; Hajime no Ippo, Eyeshield 21, Boku no Hero Academia, Bleach, Dragon Ball, Hikaru no Go, Yu Yu Hakusho, Yu-Gi-Oh/GX, Naruto, Slam Dunk, karate shoukoushi kohinata minoru, One Piece. We also addin' Chainsaw Man Favorite Author(s): R.A Salvatore, Ed Greenwood, Akira Toryiama, Tite Kubo, Masashi Kishimoto, Oda, Rowling (Pre-TERF) nah fuck that bitch not even pre-TERF she was wildly overrated, Tolkien Song(s): We don’t have time to be here all day, I’ll list some recent listens; Ocean Avenue - Yellow Card, No Flex Zone - Karmin and Watsky, I’m Something Else - SomethingelseYT, Dammit - Blink182, Punk Rock 101 - Blink182, Almost - Bowling For Soup, Stan - Eminem feat. Elton John, Absolutely - Nine Days, Simple Plan - Summer Paradise, So many Ninjasexparty songs, Rambe - Slow, Rambe - Don’t Greed, Zombie Love Song - YFM, Maroon 5 - Sugar, Reunion - Busted, Year 3000 - Busted Honestly those all slapped so imma add a few more recents: Montero, Good 4 u, My Nonfiction, Boyfriend Complex, anything by the nerdcore rappers

Movie(s): The New Guy, Spider-Man Homecoming (okay just that whole trilogy was best honestly), Spider-Verses too, Star Wars: A New Hope, Ed, Edd, ‘n Eddy: Big Picture Show, Hairspray (Musical)

TV Show(s): AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Ed, Edd, ‘n Eddy, The anime adaptations of most of the manga I listed above, Ash Vs. The Evil Dead, King of The Hill, South Park (It fell off), Community, One-Punch Man, Gravity Falls, Scrubs, Venture Bros., Bob’s Burgers, Futurama, Daria, Star Vs. The Forces of Evil, The Boondocks, Saturday night Live when it’s decent, King of The Hill, Futurama, The Conners, As Told By Ginger, The Bear

Band/group(s): Busted, Blink 182, Maroon 5, Sum 41, Bowling For Soup, Ninja Sex Party Solo Artist(s): Rambe, Owl City, Billy Joel Place(s): Oregon, San Diego School Subject(s): Drawing, English, History Sport(s): Boxing, Karate, Football Male Actor: ?????????? Female Actor: ???????????? I CAN LIST CRUSHES I GUESS BUT YOU DIDN’T ASK I DON’T THINK ABOUT ACTORS THAT MUCH

Life

Best Friend: Brandon (no longer roommate, he still isn’t on tumblr) Significant Other: Am the Single Pringle ;'( Siblings: TONS Dream Job: Online Content Creator, Teacher, Professor Tattoos: Nada Piercings: Nope Languages: English, Spanglish, Spanish Lite

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Reason Behind URL: Well Madd is a component to my standard web handle maddwaffles, for prefix being appropriated from an ex while we were dating (it was a cute thing because we matched) that just hasn’t really evaded me. When it was yallneedahero I would have a more clever answer for you. Reason Behind Icon: I love Isane Nami and you should too # of Posts: 20,535!!!! HOLY SHIT BEFORE IT WAS ONLY 5,235 I SCALE SO HARD Why You Joined: idk!?!!?!?!?!? # of Blogs: P much just this one now

tagging: @pick-your-poison-please @burdenedreverance @midnightactual @waspandr @thundertempo @linklewinklewoman @rangikuxmatsumoto @baiika @auburniivenus @badassbarmaid tagged by: stole from @orihimex and stealing again

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mceproductions · 1 year

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Better Late Than Never (2022 Countdown Recap)

Hi, never did this 2 weeks ago but here are the countdown results.

Best of 2022

Movies

1. Everything Everywhere All At Once

2. Top Gun: Maverick

3. Nope

4. The Batman

5. Black Panther: Wakanda Forever

6. Avatar: The Way of Water

7. The Bobs Burgers Movie and Sonic the Hedgehog 2

8. Black Adam and Turning Red

9. Elvis

10. Jurassic World Dominion

11. Uncharted and The Woman King

12. Jackass Forever

13. Scream

14. Thor Love and Thunder and Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness

15. Marry Me

Runners Up:

Lightyear

The Bad Guys

Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore

Chip & Dale Rescue Rangers

Weird: The Al Yankovic Story

Worst

1. Morbius

2. Firestarter

3. Pinocchio

Honorable Mention:

RRR

TV Shows

Best New Show Nominee* Winner ^

1. The Orville (Hulu)

2. Stranger Things (Netflix)

3. Yellowstone (Paramount TV)

4. Better Call Saul (AMC)

5. The Late Show with Stephen Colbert (CBS)

6. My Hero Academia (ADULT SWIM)

7. Attack on Titan (ADULT SWIM)

8. SNL (NBC)

9. Abbott Elementary (ABC)^

10. House of the Dragon (HBO)*

11. Late Night with Seth Meyers (NBC)

12. Last Week Tonight with John Oliver (HBO) and The Boys (Amazon Prime)

13. Spy X Family (Crunchyroll)* and The Daily Show (Comedy Central)

14. The Good Doctor (ABC) and Real Time with Bill Maher (HBO)

15. Obi-Wan Kenobi (Disney+)

16. Moon Knight (Disney+)

17. 1883 (Paramount+)

18. RWBY: Ice Queendom (Crunchyroll/Rooster Teeth)

19. Peacemaker (HBO MAX)*

20. The Simpsons (FOX)

21. Bridgerton (Netflix)

22. LOTR The Rings of Power (Amazon Prime)

23. Arthur (PBS) and Andor (Disney+)*

24. Star Wars: Tales of the Jedi (Disney+)

25. Young Sheldon (CBS)

Runners Up:

Hawkeye (Disney+)

The Book of Boba Fett (Disney+)

Lycoris Recoil (Crunchyroll)

Halo (Paramount+)

Grey’s Anatomy (ABC)

Honorable Mention: South Park (Comedy Central)

Worst:

1. And Just Like That… (HBO MAX)

2. Fairview (Comedy Central)

3. Housing Complex C (ADULT SWIM)

Music

1. Encanto Cast “We Don’t Talk About Bruno”

2. JungKook “Dreamers”

3. Gen Hoshino “Comedy”

4. Lady Gaga “Hold My Hand”

5. Rihanna “Lift Me Up”

6. Harry Styles “As It Was”

7. Kate Bush “Running Up That Hill”

8. Ed Sheeran “Celestial”

9. Taylor Swift “Anti-Hero”

10. Kylie McNeil and Millennium Parade “U”

11. Lizzo “About Damn Time” and The Weeknd “Nothing Is Lost (You Give Me Strength)”

12. Sim “The Rumbling”

13. Weird Al Yankovic “Now You Know”

14. OneRepublic “I Aint Worried”

15. Jennifer Lopez and Maluma “Marry Me”

16. Porter Robinson “Everything Goes On”

17. Shawn Mendes “Top of The World”

18. Beyonce “Break My Soul”

19. Bobs Burgers Cast “Sunny Side Up Summer”

20. Adam Pascal, Ty Taylor, Rory Donavan, Derek Klena and Rogers The Musical Cast “Save The City (I Can Do This All Day)”

21. Elton John And Britney Spears “Hold Me Closer”

22. Ed Sheeran “Shivers”

23. Void_Chords “Beyond Selves”

24. Kevin Bacon and Old 97’s “Here It Is Christmastime”

25. BTS “Yet To Come”

26. The Weeknd “Out of Time”

27. Jack Harlow “First Class”

28. Charlie Puth “Left and Right”

29. Coldplay and Selena Gomez “Let Somebody Go”

30. Charli XCX “Beg for You”

Runners Up:

Jennifer Lopez “On My Way”

Son Lux and Randy Newman “Now Were Cooking”

JIN “The Astronaut”

Tems “No Woman No Cry”

Jessica Darrow “Surface Pressure”

Honorable Mention:

Tommee Profit And Fleurie “Chasing Cars”

Worst

1. RuPaul “Smile”

2. Post Malone “Chip & Dale Rescue Rangers Theme Song”

3. Kid Rock “We the People”

Game of The Year

Nominee* Winner^

Elden Ring^

God of War: Ragnarok*

Lego Star Wars: The Skywalker Saga*

Pokemon Legends: Arceus*

Horizon Forbidden West*

Worst

Crossfirex

#year in review #best of 2022 #final results #movies #tv shows #music #game of the year

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chailoserr · 3 years

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𝗕𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗗𝗮𝘇𝗮𝗶 𝗢𝘀𝗮𝗺𝘂’𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗰𝘀

• You’ve both been bffs since the dark era, fun times

• You’d always make sure his dumbass was okay, basically aggressively mom friending him

• Being the mom friend means making the mom lunches, you bet your ass you were gonna make him the best and cutest little lunches. You’d even add encouraging, playful notes

• “Don’t talk about suicide the whole day and we can get ice cream”

• After missions, you say “Way to go, sport” in a corny, over exaggerated dad voice

• You’d make fun of Mori together, bc fuck that guy, you were Dazai’s true parental unit

• He’d take you to the lupin to meet Oda and Ango, and while things are nice and calm, you try to crank things up

• You play ‘shots’ by lmfao and you and Dazai try to get everyone hyped

• Dazai: C’mon Ango, shots! Shots! Shots!

Ango, trying to wash out the tomato juice aftertaste: This is m o u t h w a s h

• You and Oda get along really well, you’re like a slightly more responsible Dazai

• You and Dazai tease Ango a lot, and Oda just kind of sits there petting the cat

• The two of you babysit Oda’s kids, and you are naturally amazing at it and love them

• “Why can’t you be more like these little angels? They don’t talk about double suicide or their short king partners”

• The kids obviously love you, and it’s way easier to mother actual children than a grown ass suicidal maniac

• But after babysitting, you tell him he did a good job, because what kind of mom friend would you be if you didn’t praise him??

• Then Oda going in the forever box happens

• The two of you are very broken up over it, even if Dazai doesn’t show it

• You cowboy up and hold him, and you tell him to let it out

• It’s kind of like the episode of Clone High where Ponce dies

• Dazai, playing his game boy: Awww, now Mario’s dead! I’m killing everyone! Oh why couldn’t Oda have had three lives like Mario?!

• Eventually he lets s o m e emotion out, it’s more of a half assed expression than anything, but it’s progress!

• Then you guys join the ADA and things are looking up, even though you still seriously worry for him

• You bet your ass you’re making a good noodle board to keep him on his best behavior

• You give Kenji the most stars, because he’s like your new child

• Imagine playing favorites, pfft, couldn’t be you

• You and Dazai decorate each other’s desks and always sit as close to each other as possible

• When Kunikida moves you two apart, you both get really dramatic and reach out for each other while reciting the most theatrical speeches

• “WAIT FOR ME ON THE OTHER SIDE!”

• “AS LONG AS THESE PANTS ARE SQUARE! AND THIS SPONGE IS BOB! I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOUUU!”

• Kunikida goes insane and agrees to move the two of you back together

• After finishing your paperwork like a good child, you sit next to Dazai and watch Over the Hedge on his laptop

• You’ll only listen to the parts with the verminator tho, everything else the two of you just voice over

• You listen to music together, sharing new songs and playlists. Either you or him introduce the other to Jack Stauber, bc Jack Stauber’s music is rad

• He’ll use his bandages for you to hold onto and run you around the office in your swivel chair

• You wingman for him, but on the condition that he DOESN’T try to commit a double suicide

• You guys get breakfast like, super early in the morning and eat it on the roof of the agency while watching the sun rise

• “Man, sure is a nice roof, sure would LOVE to commit a double suicide rn”

• You pull on his ear and get onto him, threatening to take away all the good noodle stars he earned

• In conclusion, y’all have a very wholesome, yet chaotic friendship. A 10 outta 10 in my book

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #bsd dazai #bsd x reader #kinda??#bsd ango #bsd odasaku #bsd kunikida #bsd kenji #bsd headcanons

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seanbeansimp59 · 3 years

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Foreigner’s God

Pairing: Zeus x reader Type: S M U T. This is smut. 100% complete smut. Hold on to your butts. Summary: You meet a strange man on top of the Empire State Building who claims to be a god. Warnings: THERE IS SEX GUYS. I’M SERIOUS. Word Count: 3.5k

Notes: Okay, so this is my first time completing and publishing a smut fic, so I’m sorry if it’s a bit too something. I wrote this for @yerevasunclair just to get some Zeus thirst out of my system. I hope you enjoy!

Storm clouds rumbled high above the climbing towers of New York City, blotting out the stars. The air was electric, the night full of promise, and the 102nd floor of the Empire State Building seemed as good a place as any to watch the storm play out. Shoes thudding against the metal floor, I made my way to the edge of the platform, leaning on the railing to gaze across the sea of flickering lights as the din of honking cars floating up high into the sky. Just another night in New York City, I thought to myself.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?”

The voice jerked me from my reverie, and I turned to see a man in a suit standing off to my left, watching the mayhem below us. I hadn’t even heard him come up on me.

“Chaotic, more like,” I replied, looking back to the city.

“Yes, but beautiful. Sometimes even the most disordered things can be simply magnificent.” His voice sounded like honey, deep and soothing, and I found myself to be quite intrigued.

“True enough,” I conceded with a smile. “Beautiful chaos—that’s New York for you.”

“You’re not from here, are you?” He turned his gaze to me, and I felt my knees weaken. His eyes bored into me with such intensity that my stomach turned a somersault. God I could get lost in his eyes, if only he’d let me.

“How do you know?”

A ghost of a smile flickered across his face. “Call it intuition.”

“Intuition it is, then,” I chuckled. “You must tell me, who are you, oh wise and intuitive one?” It was more than a little teasing and I wondered how he would react.

This time, his lips split into a full grin and he took a step towards me. “Forgive me for failing to introduce myself. I am Zeus, king of the gods, lord of the lightning and storms above.” He took my hand in his big one and brought it delicately to his lips, sending shivers through my body. “At your service.”

“Zeus?” I was no stranger to Greek mythology, but I was loathe to believe them. They were fairytales, bedtime stories, light reading material even, but certainly not truth. Maybe his parents were odd and named him after a god, but that didn’t explain the rest of his introduction. King of the gods, lord of the lightning and storms above, he’d said. Why would someone introduce himself like that? I was skeptical, to say the least.

My hand still brushed against his mouth when he spoke. “Yes, I am Zeus. And you are?”

Gathering myself, I responded. “Y/n. I’m y/n, although I’m afraid I don’t have the grandiose title that you do. Where’d you come up with that anyway? Your parents Greek mythology nerds or something?”

To my surprise, he looked a bit offended. “My parents are Kronos and Rhea, makers of the Earth.”

I scanned his face, looking for the slight twitch of a smile or a twinkle in his eye to indicate he was joking, but to my shock, he was dead serious.

“So, you’re actually Zeus. Like, old guy with white hair, fathered Hercules, carries a lightning bolt Zeus.” I looked him over with a raise of my eyebrow. “No offense, but you don’t look like you’re several thousand years old.”

“You don’t believe me.”

I couldn’t help but laugh a bit. “I mean you no offense, sir, but it’s a bit difficult to believe. Greek myths are, well, myths. They’re just some old Greek guys trying to come up with an explanation for how the world got here. I mean really, birthed from your father’s head? That’s not even remotely how anatomy works.” I smiled and withdrew my hand. “It’s a cool name and all, just forgive me if I’m not a believer.”

He cocked his head slightly and quirked his eyebrow. “Could I make you believe?”

That caught me off guard. I wasn’t certain what kind of drugs this guy was on, but he seemed deadset on convincing me, so I figured what the hell, I’d give him a shot. Didn’t hurt anything, right? Besides, his presence was positively intoxicating. For some reason, I felt like I couldn’t leave, even if I wanted to go.

“I mean, you can try?”

He perked up a bit and took my hand again, leading me to a different corner of the platform. His eyes seemed to spark with excitement, and he winked at me. “Watch this.”

I shrugged my shoulders and crossed my arms. If you’d told me that at exactly 11:14 pm this evening, I’d be standing on the Empire State Building with some Greek god wannabe as he tried to prove his godship, I would have laughed at you. However, at exactly 11:14 pm on this night, I was standing on the Empire State Building watching a guy named Zeus try to prove he could control the storm. Life is absolutely insane, I thought to myself with a chuckle. At least it was interesting.

He let go of my hand and turned to face the storm clouds, extending his hands to the skies. Inhaling deeply, he closed his eyes and roared a single word into the blackness. “Hupakoé!”

Instantly, a loud clap of thunder shook the building, ringing in my ears and rumbling in my bones. I barely heard him shout again as another thunderclap shattered the air around me and a streak of lightning split the sky like a knife. “Entole, ouranós zóopoieó!” The clouds opened and rain began to pour forth, pelting the platform and leaving me soaked. Wind began to whistle through the metal grates, causing them to rattle and clatter in a terrifying racket. In the middle of the mayhem stood Zeus, head tilted back to the skies, rain washing over him, body seeming to pulse as lightning danced around him. He was alive and reveling in the power of this moment, and I was completely in awe, any and all doubts gone from my mind. This was Zeus, king of the gods, lord of the lightning and storms above, and I trembled before him.

“Pauó.”

The storm ceased its fury just as quickly as it had begun. The thunder growled lightly, and the lightning faded, the rain calming to a drizzle and the wind to a whisper. Wordlessly, he turned to me, his eyes slowly coming to meet mine as a smug smile crept over his face. A few steps brought him to stand before me, his hand cupping my face as he brushed the pad of his thumb over my rain-wet lips. “Do you believe me now?”

I couldn’t find the words to speak, so I simply nodded. His honeyed voice made me weak in the knees and his intense gaze made heat pool in my belly. I was putty in his hands, and he was fully aware.

“Who am I?” His voice was rough and husky, threatening to undo me.

I wet my lips and spoke, hearing my voice trembling. “You are Zeus, king of the gods, lord of the lightning and the storms above.”

“And as a god, am I not deserving of worship?”

My heartbeat sped up and my body began to throb at the meaning behind his words. “Only the most devout, my king.”

“Whose duty is it to worship, my dear?” His hand slid to my hair, tangling a bit among the dripping strands.

“It is the duty of the believer.”

Slowly, he leaned forward until his lips just barely brushed my own, his forehead pressing to mine as he closed his eyes.

“Then kneel.”

And so, I did.

His hand helped guide me to my knees, powerful fingers weaving into my hair as I knelt before him. With his other hand, he began to unfasten the buckle of his belt and I helped him undo its bindings. The pants of his suit were already tight around his bulge and I nuzzled my cheek against his hardness. Deftly, my fingers undid the button and the zipper, smiling when I heard the low growl bloom in his chest and felt it echo in my throbbing sex. He was magnificent, gazing at me with a look of fond adoration. He was a god I would gladly worship.

I hooked my thumbs under the waistband of his pants and pulled, bringing them below his bulge in a single movement. My heartbeat thrummed in my ears and pulsed in my veins as I ran a cupped hand over him through the light fabric before pulling his undergarments down alongside his pants.

“Like what you see, love?” His voice was a deep, breathy rumble against my ears and the hand in my hair pulled my head up to look into his eyes.

My eyes were wide as I met his gaze. “Like what I see?” I licked my lips and looked back at his erection. “I am in awe, my king.”

“Then show me, darling. Show your king how much you adore him.”

Soundlessly, I wet my lips, flicking my tongue out to taste the tip of his cock. It was velvet and salty, and the musk of his arousal flooded my senses. My eyes flitted up to his, and I began to pepper the head with little kisses and kitten licks, bringing soft noises of approval and pleasure from his lips. Pulling back, I spit into my palm, wrapping my fingers around his shaft and pumping him as I took the head of his cock into my mouth. His hand tightened again, clenching roughly as he whispered my name like a song. Quickly growing tired of my tenderness, his hips rutted forward into my mouth, but I pulled my head off, pressing a gentle kiss to his thigh.

“My king, should my worship not be slow and reverent?” I kissed his shaft, feather-light. “You are deserving of only the sweetest praise, yes?”

He growled lowly and nodded, loosening his grip on my head. “Slowly then, darling. Worship your king.”

Those words sent shivers all the way to my groin. Turning my attention back to him, I continued to work my hand on his shaft, twisting lightly as I moved. My tongue trailed up the underside of his length, laving a wide, wet path up his girth. His cock twitched as I came to rest on the tip, cupping it with my tongue, sliding back and forth ever so slowly before taking the length of him into my mouth. He replied in tandem, his hands flexing in my hair, murmuring little words of praise to me. “Y/n,” he crooned, tilting his head back in ecstasy as I bobbed my head, hollowing my cheeks around him and dragging my lips up and down his shaft.

With a little pop, I pulled him from my mouth, grinning up at him before diving down again, taking him hungrily into my throat and gagging slightly as I pushed him deeper. He gave a little cry of surprise and pleasure, a moan of “yes, that’s good” as I moved my head on him before pulling back, a thick strand of saliva hanging between my lips and his cock. Licking my lips, my gaze wandered up to meet his, half-lidded with unbearable lust.

“Up,” he commanded.

I rose so quickly I nearly fell, and no sooner had I stood than his hand was around my waist and his mouth was crashing against my own. Our hands were roaming frantically, over his back, up my shirt, into his hair, grabbing my breast. His teeth nipped at my lip and I whined, opening my mouth slightly to feel his tongue caressing my own. I never wanted to stop kissing him, tasting his lips, getting drunk on his mouth, but eventually he pulled back, leaving both of us panting for breath. Without hesitation, his mouth began to move down my neck, licking and kissing and nipping and sucking, and I felt him smiling at the noises that left my reddened lips.

“Zeus,” I breathed as he sucked a bruise against my skin. The name was a prayer on my lips, filthy and broken, but a prayer, nonetheless. For one night, I’d gladly be a pagan of old, down on my knees to worship this foreigner’s god, crying his name to the skies he controlled and singing his praise as he took my offering. And Hera be damned, she could have my soul if she wanted. Feeling those hands gripping my ass and his mouth biting sharply at my collarbones was enough to make me accept any punishment she would give. Zeus was mine for the moment, and it was my sacred duty to worship him with everything I was. He demanded a sacrifice, and I was all-too willing to fall upon his altar and offer my body to slake his need.

Powerful hands were sliding to the front of my body, dragging my pants down around my knees and practically tearing my panties to rest alongside them. A sharp breath caught in my throat as his fingers found my clit and then his mouth found mine again, fingers starting a lilting melody between my thighs. God, he was incredible, I thought hazily as he sucked on the tip of my tongue. He felt divine, his fingertips dancing over me for what felt like forever, but then he was pulling back, and his fingers were against my lips and I heard his voice commanding, “Suck.”

I obeyed, sucking them into my mouth and slicking them with my saliva, tongue sliding around them and licking them deviously as he watched me with piercing eyes. Once he was satisfied with their wetness, he pulled them from my lips and slid them between my legs, parting my soaking folds with ease.

“A little wet, are you love?” he questioned, rubbing the pad of his finger against my entrance.

“Soaked.”

Zeus chuckled wordlessly and quickly pressed two fingers into me, curling them slightly and smiling as my body arched. He built a steady rhythm, his free hand moving to work my clit again as he pumped his fingers into my heat. A third finger joined the first two, pressing against my walls, and I moaned aloud. I was a mess in his arms, shaking and whimpering as I clung to him for dear life, fingernails digging into his shoulders.

“Zeus please!” I cried as he pressed his fingers deeper, curling and finding a sweet spot that made my legs buckle.

“Please what, little one?” His voice was hot against my ear, tickling it and leaving me squirming.

“I need you.”

He clicked his tongue lightly and his hands slowed. “You need me?”

My reply was more of a choked sob than anything coherent.

“I suppose you are ready now.” Deliberately, he pulled his fingers from me, and my stomach twisted with need as he brought his hand to his mouth and sucked my juices from his fingers. “You certainly taste ripe enough for a harvest.”

“Please,” I repeated, head too hazy to say anything else.

Laughing, he kissed my mouth lightly. “Very well then,” he growled, moving behind me and pressing the head of his cock against my dripping heat. “I am a merciful god-” his hands clutched my waist, “-and seeing as you’ve prayed so sweetly, I am happy to answer your pleas.”

With one fluid movement, he filled me. There was no place where I ended and he began, spreading me open and claiming my soul. My hands clenched and I cried his name, body electrified as he held inside of me. Slowly, he began to pump a steady rhythm into me, his hips rocking back and forth, and I was losing myself in the feeling of his cock inside me and his hands kneading my breasts and his mouth planting sloppy, wet kisses along my neck up to my ear. I’d never considered myself to be religious, but if this were the worship the gods demanded, I would gladly be a priestess.

Without warning, his hands gripped my hips and he turned me so that I was facing him, my leg slung around his waist. One hand slid to grasp the back of my neck, and he began to move again, rolling his hips into my heat, his eyes never leaving mine. His other hand eased between my legs, finding my swollen clit easily and beginning to rub it in time with his thrusts as my leg pulled him deeper each time. Electricity surged through my body, my eyes screwing shut as he wrenched cry after cry from my throat.

I never wanted to stop falling apart in the arms of this god. Every slam of his hips brought me closer, each rub of his thumb against my aching bud sending shocks of pleasure through my trembling body. Blindly, I grabbed his face and kissed him, feeling myself falling farther and faster, my hands digging into his hair, my cries muffled by his mouth. A rough snap of his hips and a fevered rub of his thumb against my clit and my head flew back as everything exploded inside of me, white-hot and searing as I screamed his name to the sky.

His thrusts became more erratic as my climax pulsed around him, his hands gripping my body tightly. A few more stuttered pumps and he was coming, hot seed rushing into me as he let out a wordless roar, a thunderclap matching him as he finished.

We stayed there for a moment, struggling to catch our respective breaths as his hands roamed over my skin, tracing little circles on my body. His eyes were half-closed, mouth barely grazing my neck, cock still twitching inside of me. Finally, with a heave he pulled himself from me, cupping my face with his hand and brushing the pad of his thumb, still sticky with my cum, across my cheek. “We should do this again sometime.”

“I think your wife will kill me,” I retorted, though I couldn’t ignore the thrill that raced through my body at his touch.

He chuckled and shook his head, drawing back. “She doesn’t find out unless I want her to. Trust me, you’ll be safe.”

If the myths were true, then there were plenty of women who had been killed or turned into something unnatural that begged to differ, but I let it go for the moment. “Well, like you said Mr. Intuition, I’m not from around here. I’m leaving this weekend.”

“Distance isn’t a problem. I’m the king of the gods, darling, I can find you.”

“Not creepy at all, Your Highness,” I chuckled. “Just, do consider the fact that I wouldn’t like to live the rest of my life as a cow, or a bear, or a weasel, or anything other than a human.”

He laughed aloud, leaving my stomach in knots. “Don’t worry, she won’t touch you. That’s my job.” And he winked—of course he winked.

“If you insist, my king.” I returned his gesture, pulling my pants back up and adjusting my hair. “I’m bound by nature to worship, so I haven’t really got a choice, have I?”

“Not really, but I’d prefer it be your choice. Submission is so much sweeter.” Quickly, he gathered himself, drawing his pants up again and straightening his shirt. “I’ve got to get going, love, but it’s been great. Keep your eyes open, I’ll see you around.” And without another word, the god of the skies turned from me and strode broadly across the platform, vanishing into the elevator.

I shook my head in disbelief. Did any of that really happen? A quick glance at my reflection in the window told me that he had indeed been there. Bruises and bite marks littered my skin, my hair was a mess, and my makeup was running from the rain and the sweat. Yes, it had all been real; every gasp, every thrust, every kiss, every scream was all completely real. I guess I would get to live with that now.

On shaky legs, I made my way to the elevator and pressed the button, waiting as it clanked its way down to me. I felt electrified and positively glorious, despite the lingering dread of Hera’s wrath. Right now, it didn’t matter. I felt alive in more ways than I knew possible. Zeus had claimed me for his own, even just for a matter of minutes, and the memory of his piercing gaze kept me locked in the high.

The elevator arrived and I stepped inside, seeing a man in a wheelchair sitting there already. Far from embarrassed, I dipped my head in greeting, standing across from him as the old machinery descended noisily down the shaft. When we finally reached the ground floor, I nearly danced out of the doors, sashaying across the lobby with a wide grin on my face. However, my reverie was interrupted by a sudden, blood-chilling thought, and I turned to face the elevator as recognition swept through me.

Zeus had taken the elevator up from the 102nd floor.

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Former NBA stars Paul Pierce, Chris Bosch, Ben Wallace inducted into Basketball hall of fame

nine groups handed on Paul Pierce within the 1998 NBA draft, and in case you suppose he doesn’t be aware every and every one among them, you then don’t be aware of Paul Pierce. The newly inducted basketball corridor of Famer called out via name — in order — the groups with the first nine picks that yr and thanked them for permitting him to slip to the Boston Celtics. "I admire that. thank you for passing on me. It brought fuel to my fire," Pierce, who had been anticipated to move as high as No. 2 general, said in his acceptance speech in Springfield, Massachusetts, on Saturday nighttime. “To this day I don’t take into account how I slipped to No. 10. but you comprehend every little thing took place for a rationale. Going to the Celtics, I’m grateful.” 4 months after the pandemic-delayed induction of the class of 2020, including Kobe Bryant, the hall group gathered to enshrine 16 more new members — its biggest category ever. Many within the crowd wore masks; three-time WNBA MVP Lauren Jackson wasn’t capable of attend as a result of she become lower back in Australia in lockdown. bill Russell, who became inducted as a participant in 1975, changed into honored for his coaching career; he's the fifth grownup to be inducted as both a player and a teach. however to former President Barack Obama his most fulfilling role was what he completed off the court throughout the civil rights circulation of the Nineteen Sixties. “invoice Russell, possibly more than any person else, is aware of what it takes to win, and what it takes to guide,” Obama spoke of in a video. “As tall as bill Russell stands, his illustration and his legacy upward thrust some distance, some distance higher.” Others becoming a member of the hall had been: Villanova instruct Jay Wright, protective Pistons famous person Ben Wallace, two-time NBA champion Chris Bosh, longtime Portland and Sacramento train Rick Adelman, Washington and Sacramento All-big name Chris Webber and two-time Olympic gold medalist Yolanda Griffith. WNBA President Val Ackerman, longtime instruct Cotton Fitzsimmons, scouting pioneer Howard Garfinkel were inducted as contributors. Clarence “fat” Jenkins was picked by using the Early African American Pioneers Committee, Croatia and Chicago Bulls big name Toni Kukoc turned into tabbed by the overseas Committee, Bob Dandridge by the Veterans Committee and Pearl Moore from the girls’s Veterans Committee. Russell, 87, became honored as the first Black coach in NBA background. taking up the Celtics from red Auerbach in 1966 and staying on as a participant-coach for two more years, Russell guided Boston to NBA titles in 1968 and ’sixty nine. Russell became present and wearing a Celtics mask on the ceremony, but his speech was presented as a prerecorded video. The classification of 2021 gathers on stage all the way through the Naismith Memorial Basketball corridor of reputation Enshrinement at MassMutual center. (photo: Jessica Hill, AP) “hiya, Chris Weber, we’re going into the hall of reputation with bill Russell, bro,” Chris Bosh talked about. “That’s crazy.” Bosh discussed his arrival in Miami, when warmth executive Pat Riley provided one of his NBA championship rings and referred to it may well be back after they gained one collectively; they won two, and Bosh ultimately back the bauble on Saturday night. And he mentioned his departure, at the age of 31, when he was forced to retire because of blood clots. “After eventually making it to the mountaintop with so plenty extra to do, in my intellect, so plenty extra work to do, all of it stopped,” he noted. “I finally got here to realize that all of us have it in our energy to make the most out of every day despite what happens, to turn setbacks into strengths.” Ackerman changed into the inaugural president of the WNBA, the primary feminine president of u . s . Basketball and, considering that 2013, the commissioner of the huge East. With few feminine position models to search for to within the company of sports, she discovered one elsewhere. “I’m impressed to this present day with the aid of the instance set by means of Billie Jean King,” Ackerman noted, “and the many amazing women and guys who adopted her within the quest to make the chance to play activities, and to do it on a huge stage, a truth for girls and women in our nation and our world.” BOSCH: corridor of repute career marked by using greater than NBA titles, flashy facts 'LOVE OF THE game': Ackerman a key contributor to basketball historical past Kukoc chose Michael Jordan and Bulls owner Jerry Reinsdorf as his presenters and alluded to the tension over his arrival in Chicago that became laid bare in the documentary “The ultimate Dance.” “i need to thank this gentleman here, Michael Jordan, and Scottie Pippen, for kicking my butt all through the Olympics in Barcelona, and that method motivating me to work even tougher to become an important part of the Chicago Bulls,” he spoke of. Wallace changed into emotional and poetic in describing his upbringing as an undersized large man who carved out a job on protection, successful protecting participant of the 12 months 4 instances. “Basketball turned into now not my life. Basketball turned into just in my life. I took basketball and i created a direction for those that helped me,” he referred to. “I took. I acquired. I gave back. I laid a route. I laid a song. it's going to be convenient to locate, i was caught in it for somewhat some time.” He walked off the stage with a raised fist. Wright's speech touched on Philadelphia basketball historical past; Webber gave a shoutout to Detroit. Dandridge said NBA opponents who went to important faculties appeared down upon him as a result of he went to who went to Norfolk State, a traditionally Black schools. “My experience in HBCU colleges turned into no longer constrained to basketball," he talked about. "I saw what having classification became like. I witnessed dignity, and a sense of belonging.” Most inductees thanked their households and teammates and the coaches who helped them along the style, but Ackerman additionally gave a shout out to James Naismith, who invented basketball. And Moore thanked the video game itself. “Basketball made it feasible for me to trip the nation and distant places, to earn a school degree," she said. "And from capturing on a makeshift hoop in the yard in South Carolina to playing on the earth’s most famous area, Madison square garden. “And tonight, having my name enshrined with the likes of these sitting in the hall is indeed a fairy tale come actual.” Autoplay demonstrate Thumbnails show Captions final SlideNext Slide 먹튀검증

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MAY 2021

The Rib Page

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George Takei is sweatin’ with the oldies. He stars in a fitness app for gay seniors, Bar Belles. It was his April Fool’s day joke.

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Fox will bring us Crime Scene Kitchen on May 26 with host Joel McHale.

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Joel Hodgson has launched a new kick starter to create a new independent season of MTS3K, The goal is $2mil.

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Bob Odenkirk will release: Comedy, comedy, comedy, drama: A Memoir on Jan. 18 2022

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Leslie Jones will host the 2021 MTV Awards.

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$3 mil was raised for Next for Autism with help from Conan, Kimmel, Charlize, Chris Rock, Jack Black and Sarah Silverman.

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Have ya noticed that Gayle King looks great in yellow.

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Some people are not too happy that Elon Musk will host SNL on May 8. Miley Cyrus is the musical guest.** Musk tweeted: Let’s find out just how live SNL really is. Cast member Bowen Yang tweeted back, : What the Fuck does this even mean?

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Oh Seth Meyers: Every time I see the sea captain on your show, I miss him so much!!

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There is a spotlight on Foxconn which made a big splash for Trump at the start of his presidency. The company has done a lot of nothing but still gets tax cuts. Homes were demolished, roads were widened to nowhere and money was spent. Wisconsinites are upset that this big business is just folly and a big glass orb.

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Mike Lindell is a kook but he did try to appear to be a good sport on Kimmel.

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When will weed be legal on a federal level? When will drug testing for employment be illegal? We hear so much about personal rights with the gun laws and vaccines and masks. What about the right to do what we want with our bodies when we are not at work. Think of the administrative costs that could be saved if we just removed drug testing. Our experience and work ethic should mean more that what we do with our free time. This is not a problem at all companies. There are places in this country where it is near impossible anywhere in your area to get hired without a drug screening. One joint on a random Saturday night could keep someone from a great opportunity. A person in pain who reaches for an edible might miss out on the job that saves their lives.

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NASA sent the first flight to another planet. The Mars flight made history with the 30 sec feat.

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What? The Menendez brothers are popular again? From the Ramsey case to the Manson murders or Bundy, it all comes back around again.

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The Lizzie Borden house just sold for $2mil to Lance Zaal of U. S. Ghost Adventures.

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Quarantine and so much television et al proves one thing, the pharmaceutical and insurance companies have way too much $.

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Trump told everyone to boycott Coke and is later seen drinking diet Coke.** Trump sent out a statement about how bad the Oscars are. They threw it right back in his face. ** Federal agents have searched Giuliani’s Manhattan apartment. It stems from the 2 year investigation into activities in Ukraine.

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X-VP Pence is said to have pressured the Navy to reinstate former Mo. Gov. Eric Greitens. Greitens was accused of tying up, blindfolding, taking explicit photos of and blackmailing a woman.

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There is a crisis in schools with the lack of civics and history being taught.

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Hulk Hogan was hit with a chorus of Boo’s at his latest event.

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The latest sexual harassment news: Matt Gaetz is being looked into for sex with a minor and sex trafficking. Bill Barr opened the investigation.** Tom Reed has been accused of sexual misconduct by former lobbyist, Nicolette Davis.** Marilyn Manson has been sued by Game of Thrones, Esme Bianco for sexual abuse.

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What is going on with Bank of America? I am hearing from multiple people that often they do not get their statement in the mail. Is this a bad Postal service? Is this bad business practice? How many late fees had to be paid because of this? Not everybody wants to pay their bills online.

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Jack Hanna has revealed that he has dementia.

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Tiny Tim : King for a day is a new doc I must see. The film contains footage shot from Warhol’s Factory. There are excerpts from Tim’s diary read by Weird Al Yankovic and the story of how Tiny’s friend, Bob Dylan wanted to make a film with him.

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Lindsay Lohan’s Father, Michael has been charged with 5 counts patient brokering and 1 count of attempted patient brokering. This is an apparent scam of steering addicts into rehab for cash.

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Aaron Sorkin and Paulina Porizkova are dating. Pete Davidson and Phoebe Dynevor are dating.

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JB Smoove has a new podcast brought to you by TeamCoco.

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Hey.. People working on the new Law and Order: Organized Crime….. TOO MUCH MELONI!!

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Zach Avery, actor, was arrested for his participation in a $690 mil Ponzi scheme.

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President Biden has restored aid to the Palestinians.

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MLB put up a wall in Georgia but the Masters stayed.

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Hank Azaria has brought Brockmire to a new podcast.

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Tommy Chong isn’t allowed on FB because of his weed posts but they allow an imposter to use his name to sell weed.

Pennsylvania is trying to push thru 14 voter suppression bills.

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Joe Manchin. Ugh!!** Marjorie Taylor- Greene has let go of her America First caucus.** Ted Cruz has allegedly used $154, 000 of his campaign funds to buy up copies of his book to boost sales. This is an old trick but still illegal.

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For the first time, The Carter Center became involved in a U.S. election. They published videos and live webcasts as well as deploying observers across Georgia.

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Most health programs in Uganda, Nigeria and Ethiopia have resumed after Covid.** Tom Vilsack from the Dept. of Agriculture has announced the USDA will provide assistance to 30 million kids.** It is sad to me that we have to entice people to vaccinate. Football games, Church’s and shot for shot in bars?? Really? Saving the lives of others should be enough. WTF?

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Alec Baldwin, Alec Mapa and Kelsey Grammer are shopping around a new comedy that ABC decided to pass on.

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Chauvin was found guilty.

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Days alert: C’mon Ben, calm the fuck down! Don’t prove how out of control you are like everybody thinks. ** Xander is so funny right now.** How many people will Kristen be and how many times can one person melt down?? **Bring Carrie back!! **Jackee’ seemed a bit nervous in the beginning but she is fitting right in. More!

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The SAG awards came and went. With the Trial of the Chicago 7 winning best ensemble, Michael Keaton is the first person to be in 3 best casts for SAG’s.** Other winners include Viola Davis, Chadwick Boseman, Daniel Kaluuta, Youn Yuh-Jung, Mark Ruffalo, Anya Taylor- Joy, Jason Bateman, Catherine O’Hara, Schitt’s Creek and The Crown.

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The Oscars were held on April 25. It was a bit of a yawner and why would a show set themselves up for an awkward end?? There was a commercial from P&G right before the broadcast that stated, “ Widen the screen so we can widen our view.” Nice sentiment. Mank had so many noms and only 2 wins. People looking their best to me were Leslie Odom Jr., Glenn Close, Riz Ahmed, LaKeith Stanfield, Colman Domingo, John Batiste, Mia Neal, Questlove (gold crocs and a mask!), Desmond Roe, Travon Free, Trish Summerville, Marlee Matlin, The Lucas Brothers, Andra Day, Carey Mulligan, Amanda Seyfried, Nicolette Robinson, Regina King and Margot Robbie. Laura Dern looked like Big Bird, there were just too many feathers. Tiara Thomas had feathers but they looked great. Angela Bassett had some power sleeves and Tyer Perry looked like a little boy. Hooray for Emerald Fennell for her win for original screenplay but not sure about the dress. And Viola Davis?? Dana Murray?? Ashley Fox?? Hmm?? Winners seemed to have trouble getting to the stage. They often refused the steps or the walkway and sort of climbed up the side. I did love the intimate setting and it did remind me of the old clips of years before. Sound of metal and Ma Rainey both won. Tyler Perry and for the first time, an organization, the motion picture and television fund, took home the humanitarian award. I was thrilled to see My Octopus Teacher win for Doc. I loved Crip Camp too, that was a hard category. The acting winners went in all directions. Many critics complained that the films were real downers . Nomadland won best picture. Michael Moore put it best I think. Of the films this year, he said, “They force you to look backward with 2021 eyes.”

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Why the Fuck do we need a militarized police force?

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R.I.P. victims of the multiple mass shootings, victims of police shootings, the crush in Israel, Cosette Brown, Midwin Charles, DMX, Paul Ritter, Ethel Gabriel, G. Gordon Liddy, Buddy Peppenschmidt, Prince Philip, Anne Beatts, Diane Adler, Vartan Gregorian, Monte Hellman, Jim Steinman, Michael Collins, Michael wolf Snyder, Johnny Crawford, Eli Broad and Walter Mondale.

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james s. potter headcanons

gryffindor. gryffindor pride. gryffindor king. gryffindor apologist. gryffindor!!!

he honors his name. james AND sirius? come on, u were asking for trouble and make it double

he/him/they/them

“you look exactly like your father, but your eyes... you have your mother’s eyes.”

yup, it just hits hard, i know

punk punk punk

he’s actually a small/short man, which is adorable. although it kinda ruins his punk scary vibe. he’s just too cute to handle

short king

red is HIS color. i don’t make the rules. red was invented to be james sirius color

they have a red jacket and that jacket is their signature

he’s absolutely gorgeous.

if he’s short, he’s also bad tempered. it’s the law.

“punks respect pronouns”

“against all authorities, except mi mamá”

he likes to discuss all types of subjects with rose. he feels like she’s the only one who understands

“is crying in class punk rock?”

wears silver earrings.

FIGHT THE SYSTEM. FIGHT THE CISTEM

(fake) leather jacket, (fake) leather fingerless gloves, motorcycle and boots. bad boy vibes alright (but deep down he’s a good boi)

“respecting the environment and the planet is punk rock.”

they are one of the kindest people to ever walk on earth. seriously, they just have the best heart

“there’s bravery in being soft”

teddy lupin is his big brother. period

he will fight. anything, anyone. he’s a fighter. rose and james are the best duo.

popular? yes. but he’s popular not because of his family, but because he’s really soft, and talks to everyone and has the greatest smile. u can’t help but love this guy.

he also has the best hugs in his whole family (and THAT is saying something)

brown eyes supremacy.

he wears glasses (he doesn’t need to!) so his father is not alone on this aesthetic. and he can rock the style as well

“all cops are bastards” / “i’m a magical cop, son” / “i said what i said.” (a conversation between harry and james at some point)

antifa

they are hilarious. you can’t be around them for too long and not laugh.

doesn’t care about school, to be honest. he’s an average kid when it comes to grades.

he studies hard enough to pass, but that’s all. james never wants to disappoint his parents.

even if he believes schools are all a governmental scheme

steven hyde is his comfort character

dog person

“i feel like you’re tying to tell me what to do, so i’m gonna do the opposite.”

their patronous is a panther

he’s really into sports, because of ginny. he used to train with her (when she went to the gym) while she was still on the holy harpies. he was little at the time, but he really wanted to train with his mom, because she’s so cool

he refused to be part of the quidditch team, because the captain at the time was an ass and he would never obey to that idiot.

years later, when rose became captain, he entered the team

momma’s boy alright

remember i said he was a fighter? he actually knows how to fight and damn is he strong. but well, he mostly fights bullies

(and as he gets older, he starts to punch racists and cops, which are basically the same)

he really tries to stay out of trouble, but trouble come and finds them.

“be kind. it’s gangster.”

hates coffee, hates tea. water is the real deal, my dudes

fuck gender roles

he loves fun socks. he just does, and that just sums up his whole personality.

so he might be wearing all that (fake) leather and all that black (with his red jacket because what the hey), but you will spot a sponge bob square pants on his ankle and you will be too afraid to ask.

whenever i think of him, he’s kickin ass. literally. i just see him kicking someone in the chest and that’s it.

𝘣𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘴𝘴.

whenever harry and ginny receive a call from the ministery of magic or from the muggle police, they are not even surprised

(nor disappointed, to be honest. if he hates the government, that came from his parents who LITERALLY fought against the system in their younger years)

don’t ask about his love life (but you kinda don’t have to, because he’s not exactly what we call discreet about his crushes).

[bisexual panic]

hates horror movies

albus is always there to hold them and stop them from doing something stupid. he’s forever grateful

he’s always there when albus needs him too

their laugh is so loud and deep.

and whenever you hear it, you can’t help but laugh too. it’s contagious.

he reads a lot. and no, you shouldn’t be surprised, okay? because if he’s fighting against the system it’s because he’s educated.

he’s an intellectual, ok? ...who can also kick ass and take names.

first thought, best thought.

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it doesn’t matter your sexuality. at some point, you had a crush on this boy. either because of his looks, or because he’s really nice and funny, or because of his morals and principles.

terrible dancer

superprotective about lily. he loves her so much and they truly understand and support each other.

so goofy

his favorite uncle is george and his favorite aunt is hermione

queen is his favorite band

tacos are his comfort food

freckled boy

star wars fan because of albus.

those movies were the only things those boys agreed 100% about.

they speak spanish. fluently.

he can do magic without wands. “wands are just a formality”

he was the one who taught rose how to do any magic without wands

they never duel. they hate fighting with magic. they are a fan of the good hand-to-hand.

besides, they always end up breaking their wand, because he uses it as drumsticks

he knows how to play many instruments, such as: drums, tambourine, violin, bass, saxophone and electric guitar

he always hums some barbie song whenever he’s distracted.

cursing in spanish is their jam. “it’s just so badass, u know?”

he used braces for a while too. he saw that rose was going to use it (“fix what? she has the best smile?”), so he decided that he would too, because loyalty, man

do i even have to say that rose is his favorite cousin? he just connects with her so easily.

teddy is his best bro, so of course james was teddy’s best man and teddy was his.

holy harpies number one fan.

impatient. big time

“there’s nothing wrong in being weird. and there’s nothing wrong with being average.”

their loves is as intense as fire, but his heart is golden

you can’t make fire feel afraid

his favorite sitcom/show is how i met your mother. he believes in robin scherbatsky supremacy

he asked his best friend, iago zabinni, to the yule ball, because he knew how badly iago wanted to go and how heartbroken iago was because the boy he liked didn’t invite him. they had a great time.

james is an aries

when he plays quidditch, he’s a beater

“be gay, do crimes.”

honestly, think about sokka and zuko in one person

#james sirius potter #james sirius potter headcanons #headcanons #heyvivalapluto headcanons #hp headcanon #hp #harry potter #ginny weasley #hinny

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actor au; someone writes a blind item about co-stars brienne and jaime??

Oh, Anon, you TOTALLY can get this. I hope you enjoy.

Margaery: B!! U HAVE to read this; it is TOTALLY bout u and Jaime *wink emoji*

Reading her co-star and friend’s text, Brienne rolled her eyes goodnaturedly. Ever since the series one wrap party, Margaery had been sure something was going on between Brienne and their co-star, the award-winning and infuriating Jaime Lannister. She had tried, on numerous occasions, to explain that what she and Jaime had was nothing more than grudging respect. Apparently, the recent awards season had reignited Margaery’s ridiculous supposition.

Brienne still clinked the link in the message, not sure what meme or real-life story was supposed to be her and Jaime. Instead, she was taken to a website called Little Birds. It was a gossip site full of blind items.

This golden star of stage and screen avoided the after-parties at last night’s ‘Crimson Kingdom’ awards, instead opting to have a tender, nay romantic, moment with his statuesque co-star in their hotel bar.

“Oh, fuck.”

Most of these blind items were pure fabrication; stretching a hint of truth into something grotesque, and the lack of names protecting the writers from any libel suits. But this was undoubtedly true. Jaime had avoided the after-parties, instead offering to escort her back to her hotel. She’d kept up a brave face for the cameras, but losing had knocked her confidence dramatically. Jaime had seen through her thin facade and, with a gentle hand to the small of her back, had led her to the quiet of their hotel where they could talk.

Teeth gnawing at her bottom lip, Brienne did what her publicist had told her never to do: she read the comments. On the plus side, not many people believed the truth.

Gotta be Jaime Lannister. But which co-star?? Margaery is only five-six.

DEFINITELY the golden lion himself, JAIME LANNISTER! But his ‘statuesque co-star’…do they mean Brienne THE BEAUTY? hahaha

I think it’s Drogo… . has he done some stage work?

This is TOTALLY JL and BT; their chemistry on Oathkeeper is INSANE

Out of the twenty-three comments underneath the blind item, only three even considered the possibility that it was Brienne in the hotel bar. She should be breathing a sigh of relief. After all, she loathed gossip about her personal life, and she highly doubted Jaime would enjoy being romantically linked to her. Margaery was a different story: she was pretty and petite and belonged in front of the camera. Brienne was large and plain, and her hiring as the lead of Oathkeeper had been a risk that had not paid off, as she had lamented to Jaime the previous night.

“They’ll sack me now.”

Jaime laughed around the rim of his glass, only pausing when he saw the look upon her face. “Oh. I thought you were joking. Brienne, the producers aren’t going to give you the boot just because you didn’t win at the Crimson Kingdoms. The fact that you were nominated at all is a huge boon to the show.”

“I know, but—”

“No buts.” He set his glass upon the table and reached over to take her hand; his thumb brushing the inside of her wrist. “You are an exceptional actor, Brienne Tarth. Alysanne is an incredible character, and you bring her to life so well. Your time will come; you just need to make them see how amazing you are.”

She felt her cheeks warm under the power of his compliments; the slight stroke of his thumb against her skin. Brienne ducked her head; her other arm shooting out to reach for her glass and the water within. She took a few gulps, all the while Jaime Lannister still held her hand.

“And, I’ve never won a Crimson Kingdom either. And if I’ve never won a—”

“—alright, alright, I get it. I’ll stop mentally packing up my trailer.”

“Good.” Jaime finally released her hand to take a drink; she felt the loss as keenly as if she had been doused in cold water. “And, just so you know, if they’d sacked you, I’d have threatened to walk as well.”

“You would not.”

“You underestimate my integrity.”

“Underestimate your desire to annoy the producers, you mean.”

Jaime barked out a laugh. “Underestimate how much I enjoy working with you, you mean.” His green eyes sparkled across from her. “And I do, Brienne. I know we didn’t get off to the best start—”

“—you accused me of stealing your part—”

“—well, this is a reboot of the show that made me famous. And you blamed me for the cancellation of that show.”

A lot of people had. Selling photographs to the tabloids about your co-star and causing an entire production to be shut down had left a stain that was difficult to remove. But the more she had grown to know Jaime, the more she had realised that all the speculation as to why he’d done it just felt off. There was more to his story, and Brienne hoped one day he trusted her enough to tell her.

“Anyway, I just wanted to say I’ve enjoyed working with you, and I’m looking forward to series two.”

Brienne beamed. “Me too.”

She held out her drink for a toast, and Jaime clinked his glass against hers. Then he paused, stared, and reached out his arm so his fingertips brushed her cheek. Her body seemed to stop as he touched the blotchy flush covering her face; his touch light, almost reverent. Suddenly he was closer, too; his perfectly white teeth pressed against his bottom lip.

“Eyelash.”

Thankfully, the bartender had announced last orders at that point, before Brienne did something utterly stupid, like fall in love with her beautiful co-star and make a fool of herself by reading too much into his behaviour. Perhaps it was necessary to put some distance between her and Jaime. Not just because of the blind item. The fluttering in her stomach every time he smiled at her was reason enough on its own.

There was a light rap on her hotel room door. Jaime. They’d made plans to check out the hotel gym first thing that morning while everyone was sleeping off their hangovers. Reluctantly, Brienne got to her feet and opened up. He looked impossibly good in gym shorts and a sleeveless shirt; his biceps firm and inviting. Fuck.

“You ready to go?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Okay, how long do you—”

She raised a hand to cut him off. “Jaime, I don’t think we should spend time together outside of work.”

He blinked, shoulders sagging. Then he bobbed his head. “You saw the blind item.”

“Its ridiculous, I know, but that sort of speculation doesn’t help careers. At least not—”

“—yours. Right.” Jaime laughed; it sounded hollow compared to the warm chuckle of last night. “Being seen in public with the man who single-handedly ruined production of The Dragon King and the career of a Lann award winner…yeah, I imagine that wouldn’t help your career. Message received, Brienne.”

“Jaime, that’s not it at all.”

“No? When we first started, you didn’t want to work with me at all. But I thought we’d grown closer, I thought we were…” He trailed off, shaking his head. “Don’t worry. We’ll keep things on set. If you can even stomach being in front of the camera with me.”

Jaime moved quickly down the hallway and out of sight. Brienne wanted to go after him; to explain herself in some way that did not involve revealing that she was starting to develop feelings for her co-star. But she didn’t. Maybe it was better this way. Best to ruin things now before she fell even harder and hurt them both even more. At least, that was what she told herself.

#anonymous #braime #jaime x brienne #mine: paragraph prompts #ship: braime

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johannesviii · 4 years

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Top 10 Personal Favorite Hit Songs from 2007

18 to 19 years old. Things were slowly starting to get better and better.

15 honorable mentions, but this is still only a top 10. What an incredible, amazing year for music. My favorite hit song for the entire decade is in there! I think everyone already knows what that is because I am, in fact, extremely predictable.

Disclaimers:

Keep in mind I’m using both the year-end top 100 lists from the US and from France while making these top 10 things. There’s songs in English that charted in my country way higher than they did in their home countries, or even earlier or later, so that might get surprising at times.

Of course there will be stuff in French. We suck. I know. It’s my list. Deal with it.

My musical tastes have always been terrible and I’m not a critic, just a listener and an idiot.

I have sound to color synesthesia which justifies nothing but might explain why I have trouble describing some songs in other terms than visual ones.

Second to third year of my History studies. Met a great guy. So great, in fact, that I married him in 2019 because we’re still living together 13 years later. Got my first summer job but spent my first pay on driving lessons, because, again, I needed to get out of my parents’ appartment and knowing how to drive would be good to find a job. I had a much better access to internet. I still had great grades. Things were getting much better.

I stopped making my personal lists of favorite songs that year, and I had an mp3 player, which really opened a world of possibilities even if you could only put something like 40 songs on it, at best.

I was still reading Rock Mag a lot. As you can see, the biggest controversy at the time was what was emo and what wasn’t.

We were alright.

As far as non-elligible songs go, well there’s I Still Remember by Bloc Party (and the fact I can’t put it on the list is a heartbreak and a half) and basically everything from Year Zero by Nine Inch Nails. Nightwish, Epica and Within Temptation all had pretty good albums too.

Here’s a metric ton of honorable mentions first!

Snow (Red Hot Chili Peppers) - Perfectly pleasant song.

D.A.N.C.E (Justice) - Never understood why this was so popular. Still good.

Love is Gone (David Guetta) - Heyyyy another repetitive dance track, perfect.

Miracle (Cascada), Smack That (Akon), Chasing Cars (Snow Patrol), SexyBack (Justin Timberlake) and Say It Right (Nelly Furtado & Timbaland) - Still elligible songs for that year. Still great songs. Still not making the list.

Butterfly (Superbus) - I didn’t like this band, but I liked that song.

Thanks for the Memories (Fall Out Boy) - Same here basically.

Who Knew (Pink) - Not her best, but not her worst by a mile either.

Walk It Out (Unk) - Stayed in my head for days, I swear. I have no idea what the general opinion about it is nowadays. Maybe that’s a humiliating pick and I genuinely have no idea.

Crank That (Soulja Boy) - I do, however, know that the fact this very nearly made the list IS hilarious.

Alive (Mondotek) - Laugh all you want about the tektonik phenomenon, this is still a banger and a half.

Sound of Freedom (Bob Sinclar & Cutee B) - Not as good as Rock This Party. That’s the only thing I can say against it.

Umbrella (Rihanna) - This is an edit because holy shit I forgot Umbrella. It very nearly made the list too. Sorry.

And now, possibly one of the best top tens yet.

10 - This Ain’t A Scene, It’s An Arms Race (Fall Out Boy)

US: #32 / FR: #71

Almost everyone got the lyrics wrong. The title is way too long. I really don’t like this band of pretentious idiots; if you’re gonna be pretentious at least write about something more grand and epic than your own navel, and go all out (more on that later). Nobody ever really cared about their supposed feud with Panic! At The Disco. And, to make matters even worse, the singer looked exactly like the terrible ex I had punched in the face the previous year.

This is still a damn good song and it’s on the list instead of any of the honorable mentions.

RIP me.

9 - How To Save A Life (The Fray)

US: #24 / FR: Not on the list

You already know I loved The Fray. This song could have apparently also made the previous list but it’s on this one instead. It was overplayed. I still loved it.

8 - U + Ur Hand (Pink)

US: #29 / FR: Not on the list

In 2002, I bought Pink’s Missundaztood album and as you might remember this was the second album I ever bought in my life, right before the gigantic trainwreck that highschool was.

The fact that about five years (that felt like twelve) later, Pink was on the other side of that trainwreck, back in my earphones, just as energetic and fun as she was before, was nothing short of heartwarming.

7 - Je Suis Un Homme (Zazie)

US: Not on the list / FR: #43

I’m not gonna beat around the bush. This song is terrifying.

Here’s a translation. Yeah, it’s about humanity destroying the Earth and itself in various ways, and it’s preachy, but holy shit, how can something be so bleak, so scary and still so catchy. It’s a mystery.

6 - Double Je (Christophe Willem)

US: Not on the list / FR: #2

When I first heard this song, I genuinely thought that was also Zazie and I was like oh wow, she’s learned to have fun again after that bleak, bleak song.

But no. She only wrote it, and it’s sung by this guy. It’s relatable as hell (”When I grow up it’s gonna be easy, I’ll finally know what I am”, “Who’s fault is it? / I’m something and its opposite / Double me”). The fact that a guy had this kind of voice and that a ton of people loved it (enough for him to win a big talent show and make this the second biggest song of the year!) also did wonders for my dysphoria, by the way.

5 - Ta Meuf (Faf Larage)

US: Not on the list / FR: #19

This is a song applying the most obnoxious rap and hip hop clichés about gangsters (and guys in general) to a woman, and she ends up terrorising all the guys and they’re realising these clichés might, in fact, be really toxic.

It’s a great song about gender roles usually seen in this kind of music and instead of being preachy, it’s hilarious, and well-written (I mean, it’s Faf Larage, it’s a given, but still). Check it out.

4 - Relax Take It Easy (Mika)

US: Not on the list / FR: #12

All hail the new king of pop. He was here to stay and what a breath of fresh air he was. This was very much his year in Europe as soon as the album Life In Cartoon Motion dropped.

My significant other absolutely loved this album and we listened to it wayyyy, way too much, and even with all the radio overplay AND the overplay when we were together, I still can’t get enough of this album.

3 - Love Today (Mika)

US: Not on the list / FR: #39

Here he is again!

If this was any other year this would top the list very easily. What were the US even thinking back then to not let this guy chart. Why isn’t Mika a huge star over there too. What is your problem guys. Do you have something against fun or what.

Anyway, here’s possibly the best comment on the music video:

I mean. You’re not wrong.

2 - What I’ve Done (Linkin Park)

US: #38 / FR: Not on the list

Aaaaaaand they’re back. And they’re once again topping my list. Lord have mercy on me. I loved them so much.

This was the first step into their modern sound, less raw, more U2. A couple of years later, when Lacuna Coil released Shallow Life, I used to joke that Lacuna Coil was trying to sound more and more like Linkin Park, that Linkin Park was trying to sound more and more like U2, and that U2 was trying to sound more and more like boring garbage and. I mean. I wasn’t wrong there.

My absolute favorite part of the song is at 2:24, when the music calms down a bit and the lyrics go “I start again / And whatever pain may come / Today this ends / I’m forgiving what I’ve done” and then the guitar explodes again. So powerful. Love it.

And now you’re probably thinking “so... Linkin Park was back, and with such a top quality song and it’s NOT your #1? After you put a Linkin Park song or a Linkin Park remix at #1 for three years in a row in 2002, 2003 AND 2004? What’s going on, Jo? Are you okay?”

Oh I’m more than okay. Friends and enemies, here comes the absolute best hit song of the entire decade and possibly of my entire life so far.

You probably already know what it is.

1 - Welcome to the Black Parade (My Chemical Romance)

US: #59 / FR: Not on the list (shame on you French charts)

I know I keep complaining about stuff I love not charting, or charting but not high enough to make any year-end list, but... How was this even allowed to chart. Why and how did it end up on the US year-end list when so many more radio-friendly hits I loved couldn’t even scratch the hot 100.

I’m not complaining at all. I’m just baffled.

Play the first note on a piano and I’m already a wreck. Heck, I’m pretty sure everyone from my generation is. It was basically our very own Bohemian Rhapsody. It still is. Where do I even start.

Oh. I know. Look at this page from a 2006 Rock Mag, it’s gold.

Yep, they highlighted The Open Door by Evanescence and praised it, and were like “this is very risky and ambitious and we’re not sure you’re gonna like this” for The Black Parade by My Chemical Romance. Hilarious in hindsight.

A few months later, the same magazine was desesperately using double pages to interview them because everyone adored the album.

So in case you’ve never listened to it (I’m... not even sure why I’m doing this since I’m pretty sure even people who don’t like this type of music have tried to out of sheer curiosity), it’s a concept album about a guy (...possibly. I mean there’s a lot of trans and/or nonbinary hints in the lyrics and did you really NEED to make all of this more relatable? What the hell guys) dying of cancer, remembering all the good and the bad things that happened in his life, and since his fondest memory is seeing a marching band once as a child, death arrives in the form of a marching band. He then settles some scores with his friends and family, says his goodbyes, and... and doesn’t die in the end. He ends up surviving the whole ordeal, and the last song, Famous Last Words, is one the most incredible things I’ve ever heard. It’s so propulsive, uplifting and motivating. “I am not afraid to keep on living / I am not afraid to walk this world alone”. Holy. Shit. Sadly, it’s not elligible.

Welcome to the Black Parade is basically the centerpiece of the album, as you already know or might have guessed, but here’s the thing. It also works out of context because there’s already an entire narrative arc within this one song. It’s larger than life. It’s about death and the meaning of existence. It basically contains all the stages of grief, and the conclusion it reaches is that this guy will be remembered and therefore, he will transcend death. It’s full of rage and passion and triumph. There’s key changes. There’s tempo changes. There’s everything. It’s a rock opera in a single song. I put it on my mp3 player immediately after listening to the album, and it’s still on my mp3 player today. I never, ever removed it. I listened to it countless times and every single time, it feels like rewatching one of my favorite movies.

Best hit song of 2007 by a mile. Best hit song of the decade, hands down, and now that the 2010s are over, I’m pretty confident in saying nothing has topped it so far. I’d say “fight me” if I thought this was a controversial opinion, but it’s not even that controversial.

And that feels damn right.

Next up: Is... is this a list with actual filler? Are you telling us there was ONE mediocre year for music in the 2000s? Sounds fake but okay

#Johannes’ bad not good pretty terrible music lists #music #long post #flashing lights #eye contact tw

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writerbee-ffs · 5 years

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Here it was ... your birthday. Although most would probably be receiving birthday calls and gift or even figuring out what club they were about to hit up, you were most definitely getting ready for work. Out of all the places you could be you just had to take this last minute client for a photo shoot that your manager insisted on.

“So you weren’t playing about going to work today?” Your boyfriend, Michael, asked watching you scramble around the room for your clothes.

“Bakari, I made it clear that I had to work. What should I do quit my job just because it’s my birthday?” Your voice was laced with an attitude as you buttoned the Fashion Nova high waist jeans up. Partly because you knew Michael had been ready to argue about this since your manager, Latavia, called you and told you about the exclusive shoot that would help build your rapport. The other part was because YOU were the one working on YOUR birthday. You were 26 years old and was very capable of making your own fucking decisions.

“I mean you could, Y/N.” “I told you I got u-“

“And I definitely told you I didn’t need you taking care of me with your money, Michael.” You asserted yourself. This was an argument you both had always had. Him wanting you to not work or at least not as hard. Then you letting him know that you wouldn’t just live off of him just because he was a famous actor and your boyfriend of 4 years.

“It’s not about the fucking money but you know what happy birthday.” Rising from the bed he tossed a black jewelry box on the bed and made his exit.

“Really? Jellybean head ass niggah.” You mumbled not even bothering with the box because you knew it would only piss you off further because of how he just tossed it. “Yeah... happy fucking birthday, bitch.” You sighed taking a swig of Red Berry Ciroc before walking out of the door.

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‘A$AP fuckin’ Rocky.’ You thought as you walked into the shoot. Your manager had definitely made your birthday with this Calvin Klein ad.

“This is your gift.” Latavia smiled watching you set up your camera. “I know you’re in love with him.” She chuckled. “I mean aside from Michael Bae Jordan.”

“Well Bae is definitely mad and being childish but this definitely makes up for it.” You smiled sinisterly as you watched Rocky pull the CK jeans over the slim fit boxers. “Definitely.” Catching a glimpse of his print.

“Well I’ll leave you to it, Y/N.” She called back typing on her phone.

“What’s good?” He smiled at you before sitting on the gold ol’ skool bike.

“Hey. I’m Y/N. Ready to get started?” You smiled showing casing your pearly whites as you placed you curly hair into a high pineapple.

Nodding quickly, Rocky did slight poses as your camera clicked and flashed. Star struck wasn’t the word you were more like beauty struck. This man was chocolate, beautiful, in shape , nice smile and once more beautiful as hell. You definitely remembered the crush you had on him pre-Michael Bae Jordan.

“Like what you see or sum?” He smirked as you realized you had been staring more than you had been shooting. “‘Cuz I definitely see sum’ I like.” He was flirting and you couldn’t help but to do the same.

“Uh just making sure you’re in the right light.“ “Can’t have all that chocolate looking washed out.” You smirked allowing him to see some of the shots. He had pulled you into his embrace as he looked over your shoulder at the pictures.

“Oh you’re real deal?” He chuckled licking over his lips. “I told my manager to find me a pretty lil ass women to snap my shit. Figured they just had you here to satisfy me.” His devilish grin set in as he whispered in your ear. “But now that I know you good at your job I’m definitely pleased.”

“Well I aim to plea-“ Hearing your phone sound off, you immediately snapped out of your flirtation and apologized for the phone interruption. “What?” You snapped quietly.

“Are you done?” He questioned. His voice was relaxed meaning he wasn’t mad anymore which ultimately made you feel guilty and pissed you off.

“Jus-Just a few more shoots.” You mumbled letting the guilt set in.

“I’ll see you at home.”

Hearing the beeps in your ear, you’d realized that he had hung up on you. Yeah you had definitely fucked up. ‘Happy fucking birthday.’ You thought.

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Although you had stayed 3 extra hours after talking to Mike, you had cut you shoot short due to your guilt. Yeah all you did was do a tad bit of flirting but you had a man at home. A famous fine ass sweet ass loving ass man at home.

“Baby?” You yelled as you open the door of your shared home. “Mi-“ Seeing the black balloons in the air, the dim lit room and the soft r&b play in the background, you broke down. You had seen the wine set out in melted ice, cupcakes from you favorite bakery and that’s when you knew you had really fucked up.

“5 hours Y/N?” His voice had scared you straight. Your tears had been slowly drying up. “5 hours to take some damn pictures?”

“Baby, I’m sorry. This is beautiful. I love you! I missed you!” You fired off as he moved towards you. His eyes were trained on you and you dared not to move as he circled around you. Something was off about Mike and you couldn’t tell what. Maybe you had real pissed him off this time especially since you could smell a hint of liquor on his breath.

“Put this on and go wait for me.” Michael had handed you a long black garment box with a red ribbon before you made your walk of shame to the bedroom.

Pulling your work clothes off you figured a shower wouldn’t hurt considering he was already upset and it was your fucking birthday. “Get your shit together, Y/N.” You coached as you looked at yourself in the lacy black lingerie. Between your breast almost popping out of the deep low v cut, your ass hanging out of the back and the thin fabric leaving nothing to the imagination, you were completely surprised by Michael’s choice. You styled your kinky coils a bit before walking out of the bathroom.

Michael was already in the bedroom waiting for you. “Took you long enough.” He smirked shocking you. “You had me waiting so on your knees.” You didn’t know what had came over him but you actually liked it. ‘Maybe you should piss him off more.’ You thought. Scrambling to your knees, you felt Mike behind you with a piece of fabric. “Close yah eyes.” He coached shielding your eyes then tying your hands.

Hearing a clicking noise, your became nervous. Yeah you trusted Mike but this wasn’t the Mike you were use to. “Y/N, Y/N, Y/N.” He touched your cheek before stroking your bottom lip with the pad of his thumb. “You been playing with me.” He spoke cupping your neck. “Testing me. You like testing me?” He asked applying pressure and slipping two of his thick fingers inside of your one piece rubbing you clit slightly.

You hadn’t spoke. Partly because you were becoming turned on and also because he was starting to apply too much pressure.

“Answer Daddy.”’

“Ye-ye-yes.”’ You let out softly.

“Yes what?” He was so close to your eat that you could feel the breath and smell the Ciroc.

“Yes Daddy.” You mumbled feeling his tongue drag from your ear to your neck. Sucking on your tender spot you began to moan. Feeling his hand travel down to your breast, you couldn’t help but to halt your breathing as he pinched you right nipple through the thin lace. The fingers on his other hand slight pinched and rubbed your clit even more.

“Stand.” He commanded still caressing your nipple. You felt his fingers off of your nipple and your clit but instead peeling the lingerie off of your body. “Wet already?” You could sense the smirk on his face which only made things more interesting and irritated the hell out of you because you couldn’t see a thing.

Once again you could hear clicks in front of you as you stood there naked and tied up. “Daddy, what’s that?” You mumbled.

“Back on your knees.” He commanded disregarding your question. “Open your mouth.”

Licking your lips you felt the tip of his dick near the corner. You’d always loved giving your man head but honestly you would get off yourself if you could watch the satisfaction on his face. “Daddy can I watch?” You ask completely ready to get your man and yourself to cum.

“Nah.” He chuckled. “Punishment baby girl.”

“But-“ His dick had completely caught you off guard entering your mouth mid sentence. You wrapped your lips around your man’s girthy member allowing your tongue to do most of the work since you were still tied up. Swirling it around from the base to the tip, you had started to become wet all over again.

“Fuck.” He mumbled as your head bobbed up and down taking him all in relaxing your throat. You were forming a trail of spit on the corners of your mouth and you could care less. The sloppier the better. “Keep that up, baby girl.” He moaned slightly which only fueled you to go harder. He’d palmed the back of your head fucking your throat. You were gagging and could barely breath but if you died ... so be it! Popping your lips from his dick you started to give attention to his balls. Licking them before placing them in your mouth and sucking slightly swirling your tongue around them. His breath had halted at the sensation.

“Nut Daddy.” You encouraged as you went back to giving all you attention to his rock hard dick. Your tied wrist that hung in front of you found their way to your dripping center. “Please.” You begged wanting to taste your man’s kids hit the back of your throat as you began playing with yourself. Finally feeling him twitch and the warm liquid mix with your spit, you gladly took all your man’s warm seeds down your throat sending yourself into an orgasmic frenzy. “I love you.” You called out feeling him guide you towards the plush California king bed.

“Love you too, ma.” You could feel him pushing your face into the bed while your bare ass sat up in the air allowing the cool air to hit the wetness between your legs. “Arch that back, Y/N.” He spoke sending a small smack to your pussy.

“Fuck!” You hissed out in slight pain. Two of his thick fingers had found there way to your center slipping into it to call down the stinging sensation.

“When I tell you some shit you gon listen?” He questioned pumping in and out of you faster and using his thumb to vibrate on your clit. You couldn’t speak due to the upcoming orgasm. You went to move your hips attempting to throw your as back on his fingers. “Answer me!” He snapped pulling them out and giving you right cheek a harder slap. “When I tell you not to go to fucking work, are you going?” He’d smacked your left cheek.

“No!” You cried out wanting to feel him anywhere on you. You were literally crying real tears from the pain and pleasure. “I’ll stay home, baby!” You moaned as you heard the clicking noise again.

“Good girl.” His plump lips had began to kiss you center before his tongue attacked your wetness. You spread your legs further allowing his tongue to slip inside of you before you began to throw it back against your man’s tongue.

“Yes Daddy! Fuck me baby. PLEASE!” You begged as your covered eyes rolled to the back of your head and the tears formed again. He had added two fingers along with his tongue. “Damnit!” You grunted as your legs shook violently before cumming. “Ssss-stop, Daddy.” You begged as he continued to devour you through your orgasm. “I’m cummin’.

“Shit.” He groaned taking the blindfold from your eyes. Your eyes were still closed as he kissed you viciously allowing you to taste your own sweetness.

Your eyes adjusted to the light as he pulled away from you. He was staring at you like you were the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen but you were most definitely sure that your eye makeup was ruined especially your mascara from the tears of pleasure. Looking over at Michael his mustache and lips were glistening from your juices. “Smile.” He smirked holding up the Polaroid camera as the familiar clicks sounded off.

“You’ve been taking my picture? You questioned as he untied your wrist looking at all the pictures of you on the bed.

“That’s all you cared about earlier. Getting them fucking pictures done.” He scoffed tapping on your thigh. “So why not see what was so interesting in doing that shit.” He smirked taking another photo of his fingers slipping again into your wetness.

“Shit.” You mumbled as the cameras clicks went off. “Lemme see.” Your eyes twinkled taking the camera from him. You had started to snap a few of your man before placing the camera on the edge of the bed setting it to the multiple shot self timer. “Fuck me.” You spoke flipping again on your stomach arching your back so your ass was in the air.

Aligning himself with your entrance, Michael slipped into your wetness fully with ease. “Wet as fuck.” He commented as he began to stroke inside of you. Between your man’s dick and the clicks of the camera you wanted to put on the ultimate show so you could remember this night although you knew your legs would for the next couple of days.

“Faster baby!” You yelled throwing your ass back again attempting to follow Michael’s rhythm as he began to fuck you senseless.

Feeling the smacks your ass cheeks then your hair being gripped the tears were coming down again. “Shit!” You cried tightening your walls against his dick. “I love you, Michael! I love you.” You had attempted to take control but ultimately failed as you collapsed on the bed letting your juices leak from your sore throbbing center. “Cum inside of me...” You moaned. “Please.”

Hearing the curse words under his breath, Michael grabbed your neck giving it light squeeze thrusting harder inside of you. You could tell he was on edge and you wanted nothing more than your man emptying the contents of his dick inside of you. Did you want kids right now... no but you would deal with the consequences later. Today was your birthday and right now you were 26 and invincible. “Open your mouth.” He groaned attempt to slip out of your pussy because he knew it was just the sex talking all that ‘come inside of me’ bullshit.

“No!” You demanded tightening around him biting your lips. “Inside of me, Daddy.” “I want your kids ... I want you.” You reasoned crying out as he groaned honoring your request.

“Love me enough to marry me?” He asked sleepily biting then kissing your shoulder as he cuddled against your body to weak to pull out.

Tensing up, you slipped from under him before looking at him in the eyes. “What?” “What did you say?”

“Marry me, Y/N.” Pulling the black box from this morning out of his nightstand, he looked at you seriously.

You were stunned. Leave it to Michael to not only give you great birthday dick but to ask you to marry him afterwards. “I-ye-wait. What?!“ You were crying and tripping over your words. You’d jumped off the bed realizing your legs were jelly.

“Y/N, tell me something baby.” He pulled you back into the bed with him.

Taking a deep breath, you shook your head frantically. “YES! Yes I’ll marry you.” You cried kissing him. “I’ll be your wife.”

“I love you. Happy birthday, baby girl.”

“I love you too.”

‘Happy fucking birthday indeed.’ You thought cuddling up to your fiancé.

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Still Here.

Disclaimer:

I’ve seen so many wins and losses, both in my life and in others’, and I wanted to share my experiences from what was quite easily the toughest 365 I’ve ever faced. This isn’t to bring attention to myself, but more so to let you know that we’re all human. I hope you read this and it helps you somehow; whether you can relate or not, we’re all in this life stuff together. Be confident, be you, always.

It’s been… a while? Sure, the decade is coming to a close, and it’s great that many are reflecting on the last ten; however, I myself wanted to focus on this past year in particular.

Making decisions is inevitably a part of life that we eventually must tackle with confidence. The spectrum of decisions features endless possibilities: from black or white socks in the morning, to which job you should take, one is small, one is big, both are crucial.

I made a decision at the end of last year that changed my life forever. This decision was something that I never envisioned happening. When I say never, I mean not one millisecond did my mind wonder off into a state that featured this decision coming to life in any way, shape, or form. There were plenty of reasons that I didn’t think that a decision like this would ever have had to be made, but the main ones were the power in and faith of love, which I still possess to this day.

With that decision came the darkest days of my life, but opportunistic ones subsequently. I started a new position at Nike, which consisted of a three month “stretch assignment” as a part of the music team. I was primed and determined to obtain a corporate-level position after the 90 days because I knew that I had worked my ass off and was ready for the next step in life, but also partially because I needed the aforementioned next step for the sake of my own mental.

The first month was full of learning and growth; I was blessed yet again to rub shoulders and engage in conversation with some of the most creative, hard-working people that I had ever met. For my Nike vets out that made the choice to read this, I was just trying to be a sponge early on in the process. January was a blur, but it closed with me being asked, “is your schedule clear for the first week of February? We want you to go to LA.”

*cues “Bicken Back Being Bool”* The night before leaving, I had one of the toughest conversations I’ve ever had in my life; one that semi-clarified the direction in which my life was heading in. I’ll never forget the ride to the airport in the morning; I let it all out in that Uber while texting my inner circle. I told them that I was scared as fuck, in so many ways, but I thanked them for always keeping me afloat in midst of this life shit. I’ll say this until I am blue in the face, but you are only as strong as your support system. I’m often one to bottle up, but we’re all human at the end of the day, and I have no shame in admitting that. I boarded the plane, my brain scrambled, with my first solo work trip staring me in the face.

I landed in LA, arrived at my hotel, and walked into a room that was straight out of the movies. TV mounted on a pole in the middle that swerved whichever way you wanted it to, king-sized bed with a bathtub adjacent to it, and a mirror the size of a Manhattan skyscraper. The best part was the fruit platter that was assembled on the table, which had an envelope propped up against it that said “Mr. David *middle name* Lugo.” I felt like Hov, y’all. I can’t lie.

The trip was full of nothing but positivity. I’m forever grateful to the both East and West music teams for showing me an insurmountable amount of love throughout my time with them, but this trip in particular was something I’ll never forget. I got the opportunity to meet so many people in higher places, and experience things “on the other side.” I was ten feet away from Jorja as she performed, and I was never so close to losing a job in my life. That’s cap, but, what a moment that was. “If you asked this little kid from Brooklyn who had dreams of being in the MLB if he would be on a work trip in LA working in the music world, he would’ve looked at you like you were crazy. Thank you for taking a chance on me.” That’s the text I sent in gratitude at the conclusion of the trip. I meant every word.

Time passed, and I kept working hard, as always. I started to gain some traction, some momentum, both physically and mentally. Then, March 31st came. I’ll never forget being on Dave’s couch watching Duke and Michigan State when Ian stopped and said, “Not Nipsey, man.” I frantically refreshed Twitter, the only word I could utter was “fuck.” Thirty-three years old, shot and killed in front of what he built. He’s playing in the background as I type this now, and it still doesn’t seem real. I’ll never forget coming to work and talking to Kha about it. He said, “that’s so crazy, because you always tried to get me to listen to Nip.”

The next day was the start of my last week at the office. I barely spoke to anyone that day, because that shit hurt. It still does, there’s no way around it. Ironically, one of my close friends was getting married in LA that weekend. I’ll spare the details, but despite my hard work and determination those few months, the stars weren’t fully aligned yet, and there was no room for me to join the corporate team. The trip to celebrate love couldn’t have come at a better time.

I made my way out West, and it was bittersweet for obvious reasons: the decision to close out the last year, Nip’s death, not getting a permanent look at the office, and a variety of other life obstacles all weighed on me. We pulled up to Slauson to pay our respects, and hundreds of people were gathered to celebrate Hussle’s life. As emotional as it was, the love and energy that was there was truly special.

Wedding day came, and to see love at its’ peak was a beautiful thing. My friends were so happy to be joined in marriage; the company, the scenery, the aura, all of it was perfect. They even walked out to “U See Us,” and I was so gassed that I went and thanked them after. Nip blaring out of the speakers as they walked into the hall was something I didn’t expect. Full transparency, as gushingly happy as I was for everyone involved, I was selfishly sad a bit. Reflecting is great, but reminiscing isn’t always the same. A combination of the two made for a constant tug of war in my mind. As I sat in the airport waiting for my departing flight back home, I couldn’t help but think how this could’ve been me soon.

I got back home, hot to cold, literally. Back at the store, I felt trapped again. Creatively, I was fed up with my lack of progress due to circumstances that were out of my control. The one constant positive thing about that door was the people and the running community that was built there. I loved being that guy to round the troops up to go for a run after work, motivating others to join me regardless of their running experience.

A big step in my personal growth this year had a lot to do with running, as many of you may already know. I took it extremely serious, and developed a new passion that I never could’ve imagined coming to life. This new found passion allowed me to lead in a new way, inspire in a new way, and most importantly be happy in a new way. I am forever grateful for every single person that encouraged me, ran with me, or was involved in the journey that is still going to this day. I’m forever in debt to you all.

Skipping a few months of a routine cycle, which led to this.. Remember that opening paragraph about decisions? Well, I faced a pretty fucking massive one in July, when I stepped out of the box and bet on myself. Real quick, though, shout out to Roddy for a late contender for Song of the Year with “The Box.” Unbelievable.

Anyway, I felt stuck and decided to reach out to someone who had offered me some help a while back if I ever needed it, based on some work that I had done in the past. I took his word for it and set up a meeting. That meeting led to another meeting, which led to an interview, which led to a 90+ degree day in July. I was at Citi Field for Go Play Day with Nike, when I got a text from said person saying that he wanted to speak about a potential offer. I couldn’t take the call because I was occupied teaching first graders the proper fundamentals on how to field ground balls and step into their throws. Clearly more important. So serious, by the way.

The call happened the next day, and I was offered a job. Holding back tears like Will in The Pursuit of Happyness, I thanked the other end of the phone a million times, and the call ended. I broke down, my pals. The accumulation of hard work, persistence, struggle, pain, and everything you could imagine had brought me to this point. That’s where I’ve been since August, putting in some serious work with an All-Star team. I’m leading my own year long project, and doing the damn thing.

Damn, it’s been a while since I’ve written. I’m tired. I’ll use this paragraph to tell y’all some random facts about the year. Amanda and Darren had a baby, and Adonis is perfect. He’s a baby me, and I can’t wait to take him to the park. I went to Oregon and Seattle, went up to the Space Needle which was beast, and had a peaceful time exploring such a beautiful coast. I went to more of Ian’s plays because he’s a superstar. I ran with Dave because he realized I’m not trying to be a bodybuilder like he is, so to get him to run was like pulling teeth. Freddie Kitchens is the worst coach ever. I started going to church this year, and it’s one of the best decisions I’ve made in quite some time. I dyed my hair because, life? I got two tattoos, one of which has been years in the making and is an ode to Sade, Bob Ross, and myself. I fell in love with Snoh. I don’t know, a lot of shit happened.

To close out this damn near novel of the year, I want to say that I’m proud of myself. I’m still standing, and I didn’t know what to expect as I wrote this. It was emotional, without a doubt. I’ll continue to reflect, I’ll continue to reminisce, and I’ll continue to be human. I encourage you all to do the same. I’ll continue to walk in faith, and give all glory upstairs. I don’t really know how to close this, which is weird, but as I always say, love is love. Whether it’s to close out this decade, or to start the new one, make a decision. Right or wrong, have faith it’ll all work out. I still do.

- The Boy

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stonewall

this is by @radfemwonderwoman but it wont let me like/reblog her awesomeness that i desperately need for my records hehe

First of all, the story of Stonewall is very complex. There is a lot of different accounts of what happened and who was there.

Let’s begin with Marsha and Sylvia.

1) Marsha P. Johnson was a gay man/transvestite/self-identified drag queen.

“Johnson’s concept of her gender identity varied throughout her life. In the early 1970s, Johnson simultaneously identified as a “gay transvestite” and briefly considered surgical transition,[18] the latter of which she ultimately rejected, saying in an interview on June 26, 1992 (ten days before her death), “I’m a man.”[3]”

He was for transgender rights, that’s true, but he himself was not transgender or transsexual.

2) Sylvia Rivera is a bit more complicated. Sylva referred to herself as a gay man, a transvestite, and a pre-op transsexual. So she may or may not have been transsexual, but that is not for us to assume.

~ “My first lover taught me how to make love to another man, and in my youth I was always supposed to be the bottom. This is the way I thought a relationship was…an effeminate gay boy was solely to be the bottom. My lover was a butch-looking boy, very butch. Actually, no one even knew he was gay.

~ “People now want to call me a lesbian because I’m with Julia, and I say, “No. I’m just me. I’m not a lesbian.” I’m tired of being labeled. I don’t even like the label transgender. I’m tired of living with labels. I just want to be who I am. I am Sylvia Rivera. Ray Rivera left home at the age of 10 to become Sylvia. And that’s who I am.”

~ “What about the term “drag queen?” People in STAR prefer to use the term “transvestite.” Can you explain the difference?

A drag queen is one that usually goes to a ball, and that’s the only time she gets dressed up. Transvestites live in drag. A transsexual spends most of her life in drag. I never come out of drag to go anywhere. Everywhere I go I get all dressed up. A transvestite is still like a boy, very manly looking, a feminine boy. You wear drag here and there. When you’re a transsexual, you have hormone treatments and you’re on your way to a sex change, and you never come out of female clothes.

You’d be considered a pre-operative transsexual then? You don’t know when you’d be able to go through the sex change?

Oh, most likely this year. I’m planning to go to Sweden. I’m working very hard to go.

It’s cheaper there than it is at Johns Hopkins? It’s $300 for a change, but you’ve got to stay there a year.”

Very few drag queens were allowed into Stonewall and the bar was meant for gay men.

“Eric Marcus, Making Gay History

Actually, it was the first time I had been to the friggin’ Stonewall. The Stonewall wasn’t a bar for drag queens. Everybody keeps saying it was. The drag queen spot was the Washington Square Bar, at Third St. and Broadway. This is where I get into arguments with people. They say, “Oh, no, it was a drag-queen bar, it was a black bar.” No. Washington Square Bar was the drag-queen bar.If you were a drag queen, you could get into the Stonewall if they knew you. And only a certain number of drag queens were allowed into the Stonewall at that time.“

“Martin Duberman, Stonewall

Washington Square was Sylvia’s special favo[u]rite. It opened at three in the morning and catered primarily (rather than incidentally as was the case with Stonewall) to transvestites[.][…]If she was going out at all… she would go to Washington Square. She had never been crazy about Stonewall, she reminded Tammy: Men in makeup were tolerated there, but not exactly cherished.”

From Marsha: “Well, uh, at first it was just a gay men’s bar. And they didn’t allow no, uh, women in. And then they started allowing women in. And then they let the drag queens in. I was one of the first drag queens to go to that place. ‘Cause when we first heard about this… and then they had these drag queens workin’ there. They didn’t never arrested anybody at the Stonewall. All they did was line us up and tell us to get out.”

From Sylvia herself: “What people fail to realize is that the Stonewall was not a drag queen bar. It was a white male bar for middle-class males to pick up young boys of different races. Very few drag queens were allowed in there, because if they had allowed drag queens into the club, it would have brought the club down. That would have brought more problems to the club. It’s the way the Mafia thought, and so did the patrons. So the queens who were allowed in basically had inside connections. I used to go there to pick up drugs to take somewhere else. I had connections.” Sylvia was said to not have even been at the Stonewall riots.

“Paul D. Cain: Where’s Sylvia Rivera? Duberman’s Stonewall placed her at the bar on the first night of the riots, yet your book makes absolutely no mention of her (although you do mention her buddy, Marsha P. Johnson). Do you think that, like so many others, she fabricated her remarks about being there?

David Carter: Yes, I am afraid that I could only conclude that Sylvia’s account of her being there on the first night was a fabrication. Randy Wicker told me that Marsha P. Johnson, his roommate, told him that Sylvia was not at the Stonewall Inn at the outbreak of the riots as she had fallen asleep in Bryant Park after taking heroin. (Marsha had gone up to Bryant Park, found her asleep, and woke her up to tell her about the riots.) Playwright and early gay activist Doric Wilson also independently told me that Marsha Johnson had told him that Sylvia was not at the Stonewall Riots.Sylvia also showed a real inconsistency in her accounts of the Stonewall Riots. In one account she claimed that the night the riots broke out was the first time that she had ever been at the Stonewall Inn; in another account she said that she had been there many times. In one account she said that she was there in drag; in another account she says that she was not in drag. She told Martin Duberman that she went to the Stonewall Inn the night the riots began to celebrate Marsha Johnson’s birthday, but Marsha was born in August, not June. I also did not find one credible witness who saw her there on the first night.”

“My late uncle Bob Kohler was a Stonewall veteran; he could never actually place either Sylvia or Marsha at the bar.”

“The eyewitness accounts in RAT (July 1969) specifically credits “one guy” (not a lesbian or a queen) for precipitating a scuffle by refusing to be put into the paddy wagon…. At least two people credit Sylvia herself with provoking the riot…. But I’ve found no corroboration for either account[,] and Sylvia herself, with a keener regard for the historical record, denies the accuracy of both versions. She does remember “throwing bricks and rocks and things” after the mêlée began, but takes no credit for initiating the confrontation.“

“The Ambrosini photo does not show a single transvestite. Craig Rodwell told researcher Michael Scherker that “one of the myths about Stonewall is it was all drag queens. I mean, drag queens are part of what went on. Certainly one of the most courageous, but there were maybe twelve drag queens. In thousands of people.”

“Randy: Marsha’s the only one, she’s the only one everyone agrees was at the Stonewall riots. There were a lot of other people, but everyone agrees that Marsha was there, so…

Marsha: The way I winded up being at Stonewall that night, I was having a party uptown. And we were all out there and Miss Sylvia Rivera and them were over in the park having a cocktail.”

Please note how it says transvestites - transvestite is defined as:

“a person, especially a male, who assumes the dress and manner usually associated with the opposite sex.”

“Eric: Now you mentioned an organization that Marsha, you were involved with. What was the name?

Marsha: Street Transvestite Action Revolutionaries with Miss Sylvia Rivera.

Randy: STAR.

Eric: What was that group about? What was it for?

Marsha: Ah, it was a group for transvestites.

Randy: It was a bunch of…

Marsha: Men and women transvestites…”

Films/interviews:

Pay It No Mind: Marsha P. Johnson

Randy Wicker Interviews Sylvia Rivera on the Pier

Stonewall Veterans Talk About the Night That Changed The World - Stonewall: Profiles of Pride

3) The person who started the riots was a black butch lesbian drag king named Stormé DeLarverie.

“Stormé DeLarverie (December 24, 1920 – May 24, 2014) was a butch lesbian whose scuffle with police, according to Storme herself and many eyewitnesses, was the defining moment that incited the Stonewall riots, spurring the crowd to action. “It was a rebellion, it was an uprising, it was a civil rights disobedience–it wasn’t no damn riot.”[1]”

“Fed up with constant police harassment and social discrimination, angry patrons and neighborhood residents hung around outside of the bar rather than disperse, becoming increasingly agitated as the events unfolded and people were aggressively manhandled. At one point, an officer hit a lesbian over the head as he forced her into the paddy wagon — she shouted to onlookers to act, inciting the crowd to begin throw pennies, bottles, cobble stones, and other objects at the police.”

“Several spectators agreed that it was the action of a cross-dressing lesbian – possibly Stormé DeLarverie – which would change everyone’s attitude forever. DeLarverie denied that she was the catalyst, but her own recollection matched others’ descriptions of the defining moment. “The cop hit me and I hit him back,” DeLarverie explained [in Kaiser’s own interview with her on 1995.12.09].”

Remembering Stormé - The Woman Of Color Who Incited The Stonewall Revolution

However, there are some disagreements on this:

“Charles Kaiser suggested to the author that Stormé DeLarverie (see The Gay Metropolis: 1940–1996 [Boston: Houghton Mifflin, 1997], p. 198) was this woman, but she could not have been. To cite only a few of the problems with this thesis, DeLarverie’s story is one of escaping the police, not of being taken into custody by them, and she has claimed that on that night she was outside the bar, “quiet, I didn’t say a word to anybody, I was just trying to see what was happening,” when a policeman, without provocation, hit her in the eye (“Stonewall 1969: A Symposium,” June 20, 1997, New York City). DeLarverie is also an African-American woman, and all the witnesses interviewed by the author describe the woman as Caucasian.”

4) You know that before Stonewall, there were LGB movements, right?

https://www.out.com/entertainment/popnography/2010/03/homo-history-emma-goldman.html

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_LGBT_actions_in_the_United_States_prior_to_the_Stonewall_riots

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Council_on_Religion_and_the_Homosexual

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Knights_of_the_Clock

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Society_for_Human_Rights

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mattachine_Society

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daughters_of_Bilitis

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frank_Kameny

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barbara_Gittings

Just a few examples for you.

5) You should also recognize that Stonewall didn’t affect people outside America.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scientific-Humanitarian_Committee

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Veterans_Benevolent_Association

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Swedish_Federation_for_Lesbian,_Gay,_Bisexual_and_Transgender_Rights

You can deny history all you’d like, but it doesn’t change it.

Stay mad. 😘 ✌

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Markiplier Ego Master Post

Welcome to the master ego post where I’ve tracked mostly all the appearances of Markiplier’s egos!

King Of The Squirrels

King Of The Squirrels, King Of The Squirrels Returns, Markiplier TV

Googleplier

Google in REAL LIFE Ft. Markiplier 1 2, 360 Video, Markiplier TV, Google Gets An Upgrade Ft Bingiplier

Silver Shepherd

Super Infidelity, Markiplier TV

Dr. Edward Iplier

Worst News Doctor, Markiplier TV, SANTA SPILLS THE TEA

The Host

Danger in Fiction [feat. Markiplier] 1 2, Markiplier TV

Ed Edgar

Ed Edgar Adoptallott's Baby Bulk Buy, Markiplier TV

Bim Trimmer

Hire My A** [feat. Markiplier, Danny Sexbang & Matthias], Markiplier TV

Jim

Markiplier TV, CORPSE ABDUCTION?, SUSPECT WITH A SHOOTY?!, DEMONS JIM, DEMONS!!, DUMMY JIM REENACTS GRISLY SCENE!

Yaniplier

MAKING LOVE FOR SENPAI | Yandere Simulator #12

Chef Iplier

Now We’re Cooking

Wilford Warfstache (William Jackson Barnum)

The Fall of Slender Man, The Warfstache Affair, Warfstache Plays: Slender, The Ned Affair [feat. MARKIPLIER], Five Nights at Freddy's: The Interview, Warfstache Interviews Markiplier, Markiplier TV, Wilford 'MOTHERLOVING' Warfstache, A Heist With Markiplier

Darkiplier

Don’t Blink, Don’t Move, Mr.Kitty Saves The World, Raspy Hill, Are Jumpscares Scary?, Relax, Don’t Play This Game, Markiplier TV, The Voice of Darkiplier, Darkiplier Vs Antisepticeye, Don’t Remember, go back to sleep..., 3 SCARY GAMES #20, DAMIEN, A Heist With Markiplier

Eric Derekson

SANTA SPILLS THE TEA

Derek Derekson

SANTA SPILLS THE TEA

Randal Vorehees

SANTA SPILLS THE TEA

Sanataplier

SANTA SPILLS THE TEA

Yancy

A Heist With Markiplier

Illinois

A Heist With Markiplier

Captain Magnum

A Heist With Markiplier

Harold B. Darrensworth

A Date With Markiplier

Dark’s Route: Beginning, PAY, Horror, Freedom!, Left

Wilford’s Route: Beginning, Don’t Pay, Don’t Attack, Pick Lock, Stay Together, More?

Markiplier TV

Who Killed Markiplier 1, 2, 3, 4

Unknown:

Big MOOD?, THE ANIMATRONIC IN THE SHADOWS | POPGOES - Part 6 (ENDING), 3 SCARY GAMES #9, Can You BLOW UP a BLACK HOLE, WHAT HAVE I CREATED...?

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Ending one: Gun Blazing, Car, Try To Fix, I Don’t Trust Strangers (Clever Girl)

Ending two: Gun Blazing, Car, Try To Fix, An Adventure Sounds Lovely, Don’t Give The Statue (Monkey See, Monkey Kill)

Ending three: Gun Blazing, Car, Try To Fix, An Adventure Sounds Lovely, Give The Statue (A Heavenly Adventure)

Ending four: Gun Blazing, Car, Try To Fix, Walk To Base, Tell The Truth (Friends 4 Unlife)

Ending five: Gun Blazing, Car, Try To Fix, Walk To Base, I’m Fine!, The Scientist, ABSOLUTELY NOT (The Coward’s Way Out)

Ending six: Gun Blazing, Car, Try To Fix, Walk To Base, I’m Fine!, The Scientist, For The Greater Good (The End)

Ending seven: Gun Blazing, Car, Try To Fix, Walk To Base, I’m Fine! The Soldier, I’m Hiding Something (What Did You Expect?)

Ending eight: Gun Blazing, Car, Try To Fix, Walk To Base, I’m Fine! The Soldier, Ed’s Hiding Something, Tuna (The Cure)

Ending: nine: Gun Blazing, Car, Try To Fix, Walk To Base, I’m Fine! The Soldier, Ed’s Hiding Something, PB&J (Friends Of The Dead)

Ending ten: Gun Blazing, Helicopter, Rally The Prisoners, Prison Life For Me (Life Sentences)

Ending eleven: Gun Blazing, Helicopter, Rally The Prisoners, I Want To Be Free, Thanks But No Thanks (Dance To The Death)

Ending twelve: Gun Blazing, Helicopter, Rally The Prisoners, I Want To Be Free, Thanks But Also Yes Please (I Want To Be Free)

Ending thirteen: Gun Blazing, Helicopter, Charm The Guards, Dig Dig Dig, What’s In The Box? (Shut Up!)

Ending fourteen: Gun Blazing, Helicopter, Charm The Guards, What’s That?, Oh Hell No!, What’s In The Box? (Be Quiet!)

Ending fifteen: Gun Blazing, Helicopter, Charm The Guards, Dig Dig Dig, Stick To The Plan, Open The Box (Time On Our Side)

Ending sixteen: Gun Blazing, Helicopter, Charm The Guards, What’s That?, Oh Hell No!, Stick To The Plan, Open The Box (The Interview: Special)

Ending seventeen: Gun Blazing, Helicopter, Charm The Guards, Dig Dig Dig, Stick To The Plan, Shoot Bob (It Was ME The Whole Time)

Ending Eighteen: Gun Blazing, Helicopter, Charm The Guards, What’s That?, Oh Hell No!, Stick To The Plan, Shoot Wade (It Was MY Joke)

Ending nineteen: Gun Blazing, Helicopter, Charm The Guards, What’s That?, This Seems Safe (The Enigma Of Happy Trails Penitentiary)

Ending twenty: All Sneaky Like, Light Tunnel, Wait For Rescue, I Know Everything (I believe I can Fly)

Ending twenty-one: All Sneaky Like, Light Tunnel, Wait For Rescue, I Know Nothing, Golden Treasure (In The SoulStone)

Ending twenty-two: All Sneaky Like, Light Tunnel, Wait For Rescue, I Know Nothing, Treasured Gold (A Pirate’s Life For Me)

Ending twenty-three: All Sneaky Like, Light Tunnel, Row Home, Build A Sign (Not Again…)

Ending twenty-four: All Sneaky Like, Light Tunnel, Row Home, Find Shelter, Enter The Cave, You First (Imma Firin’ Mah Lazarrr!)

Ending twenty-five: All Sneaky Like, Light Tunnel, Row Home, Find Shelter, Enter The Cave, Me First (Don’t Judge A Book By Its Human-Skin Cover)

Ending twenty-six: All Sneaky Like, Light Tunnel, Row Home, Find Shelter, Run Away (Fresh Meat)

Ending twenty-seven: All Sneaky Like, Dark Tunnel, Split Up (When Will You Learn?)

Ending twenty-eight: All Sneaky Like, Dark Tunnel, Don’t Split Up, Split Up (Are You Serious?)

Ending twenty-nine: All Sneaky Like, Dark Tunnel, Don’t Split Up, Don’t Split Up, Don’t Split Up, Split Up (One Last Split Up)

Ending thirty: All Sneaky Like, Dark Tunnel, Don’t Split Up, Don’t Split Up, Don’t Split Up, Don’t Split Up (One More, With Feeling)

Ending thirty-one: All Sneaky Like, Dark Tunnel, Don’t Split Up, Don’t Split Up, Split Up (Ignorance Is Bliss: Dark)

WHAT HAVE I CREATED…?: 19:04-19:34

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