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wait so if they took the twitter company from him what would that potentially mean for twitter?
I slept in and just woke up, so here's what I've been able to figure out while sipping coffee:
Twitter has officially rebranded to X just a day or two after the move was announced.
The official branding is that a tweet is now called "an X", for which there are too many jokes to make.
The official account is still @twitter because someone else owns @X and they didn't reclaim the username first.
The logo is 𝕏 which is the Unicode character Unicode U+1D54F so the logo cannot be copyrighted and it is highly likely that it cannot be protected as a trademark.
Outside the visual logo, the trademark for the use of the name "X" in social media is held by Meta/Facebook, while the trademark for "X" in finance/commerce is owned by Microsoft.
The rebranding has been stopped in Japan as the term "X Japan" is trademarked by the band X JAPAN.
Elon had workers taking down the "Twitter" name from the side of the building. He did not have any permits to do this. The building owner called the cops who stopped the crew midway through so the sign just says "er".
He still plans to call his streaming and media hosting branch of the company as "Xvideo". Nobody tell him.
This man wants you to give him control over all of your financial information.
Edit to add further developments:
Yes, this is all real. Check the notes and people have pictures. I understand the skepticism because it feels like a joke, but to the best of my knowledge, everything in the above is accurate.
Microsoft also owns the trademark on X for chatting and gaming because, y'know, X-box.
The logo came from a random podcaster who tweeted it at Musk.
The act of sending a tweet is now known as "Xeet". They even added a guide for how to Xeet.
The branding change is inconsistent. Some icons have changed, some have not, and the words "tweet" and "Twitter" are still all over the place on the site.
TweetDeck is currently unaffected and I hope it's because they forgot that it exists again. The complete negligence toward that tool and just leaving it the hell alone is the only thing that makes the site usable (and some of us are stuck on there for work).
This is likely because Musk was forced out of PayPal due to a failed credit line project and because he wanted to rename the site to "X-Paypal" and eventually just to "X".
This became a big deal behind the scenes as Musk paid over $1 million for the domain X.com and wanted to rebrand the company that already had the brand awareness people were using it as a verb to "pay online" (as in "I'll paypal you the money")
X.com is not currently owned by Musk. It is held by a domain registrar (I believe GoDaddy but I'm not entirely sure). Meaning as long as he's hung onto this idea of making X Corp a thing, he couldn't be arsed to pay the $15/year domain renewal.
Bloomberg estimates the rebranding wiped between $4 to $20 billion from the valuation of Twitter due to the loss of brand awareness.
The company was already worth less than half of the $44 billion Musk paid for it in the first place, meaning this may end up a worse deal than when Yahoo bought Tumblr.
One estimation (though this is with a grain of salt) said that Twitter is three months from defaulting on its loans taken out to buy the site. Those loans were secured with Tesla stock. Meaning the bank will seize that stock and, since it won't be enough to pay the debt (since it's worth around 50-75% of what it was at the time of the loan), they can start seizing personal assets of Elon Musk including the Twitter company itself and his interest in SpaceX.
Sesame Street's official accounts mocked the rebranding.
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Lost in the Meadow || yoonmin
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--Yoonmin Prompt
--pianist yoongi
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im thinking… pianist yoongi who has an extremely vivd imagination. whenever he composes new music, it’s almost like he sees a story connected to it, playing out behind his eyes with each swell and lull of the piano keys beneath his fingers.
usually, he jots down the stories in a notebook and either forgets them or hardly thinks of them afterwards. it’s just a hobby of his, no big deal, not something he’s especially invested in, but nevertheless a part of his process while composing.
he’s tinkering idly at the piano one day when inspiration hits him and out pours a piece unlike anything he’s ever composed before. at times it’s sweet and idyllic, seeming to represent fields and trees: beauty in the summer. but during other parts it’s stormy and panicked, like the rolling, turbulent waves of an uneasy ocean. and amidst all this is a young man so angelic that yoongi can’t believe his own imagination conjured up such a thing.
he can’t let the image go even once the song is over and the images that came with it safely written in his notebook. it feels incomplete, like he only saw fragments of the whole story. the man had once sailed on a ship, once lived in a picturesque cottage surrounded by greenery and old trees. it’s not enough. yoongi wants more. yoongi wants him. mind, body and soul, he needs him.
and so he plays and he dreams and he writes frantically in his notebook, trying to piece together a story of which he’s only getting broken fragments each time he plays.
it doesn’t matter how many new songs he composes, now they all lead back to the young man.
images of him lying on his back in a field of flowers, of climbing a tree, of him naked, sprawled beneath someone yoongi cannot picture. he feels real, whole, a person. yoongi sees him cry and yoongi sees him rejoice. and he wants him. he wants him. he wants—
and just like that, one day, yoongi sits down at the piano, closes his eyes and breathes in a lungful of warm summer air so fragrant that at first he thinks he must have gone mad. earth is beneath him, grass tickling his fingers. bees buzz in the air. a dog barks.
and then he hears the most delicious sound of all: a laugh that was so dulled in his imagination compared to it’s sweetness when heard in person.
“excuse me, but what are you doing in my field? are you lost?”
he opens his eyes to try and answer, but he’s barely caught a glimpse of his surroundings before they’re melting into nothing and he’s back at the piano.
he tries numerous times to be able to see into whatever place he had been transported, but each time he opens his eyes to look, it fades.
it appears he can only go there when his eyes are closed, but his sight is a sacrifice he’s willing to make to be able to meet the man whose name he still doesn’t know.
so, one night he wraps a strip of dark cloth round his eyes and ties it tight.
he can only assume he’s stumbled into the young man’s world during darkness too. he’s not in the field this time and it’s not warm as he gropes his way along the brick wall of a house, searching for the door.
he’s shivering by the time he finds it and bangs until someone answers.
“oh, it’s you,” the man says, sounding puzzled and wary and curious. “wherever did you run off to the other day?”
“i cannot see,” yoongi replies, breathless, “so i can’t tell you where i went, only that i seem to have found my way back here. mightn’t i come in?”
he’s invited to stay for dinner, which is a challenge to eat with no sight, but where yoongi fails, the man is there to guide him.
he takes in the smell of the little cottage, the feel of the table’s sanded wood beneath his fingers.
that night the man makes a bed up for him by the hearth. and just as he’s bidding yoongi goodnight, yoongi realises:
“i never got your name.”
the man laughs gently. “jimin. my name is jimin.”
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Joseon Era Namseok
--Namseok Prompt
Namjoon is the son of an important family, very rich, very high social standing. When he gets older he'll be set to continue the family bloodline, inherit the money, do important stuff.
Hoseok, on the other hand, is poor. His family have to scrape by and often go hungry because they don't have money. 
But despite these vast differences, the two of them meet as kids and become fast friends. Namjoon smuggles food to Hoseok all the time.They play together in secret. And they grow up together and... Well, let's just say it's not exactly platonic, but maybe Namseok haven't figured that out yet. 
They're about 17-18 years old when Namjoon’s father finds out about them and bans Namjoon from ever seeing Hoseok again. He puts Namjoon under house arrest. When Namjoon does go out, he must be chaperoned at all times (let's just say even though Namseok may not have figured out they're a little more than platonic, Namjoon’s father isn't blind. And he's not happy about what he sees). He also gets Hoseok's family sent away from the city, effectively separating Namseok by hundreds of miles. For all Namjoon knows, Hoseok could be dead. He's only told they're gone and he'll never see his "friend" (*wink wink*) again.
And so years pass. Namjoon grows up. He's a scholar, he studies diligently, he's all set to get married and do all that stuff straight people in the olden days did. 
Until one night he takes a stroll through the city streets. He likes to do this to clear his head. That's when he sees the posters for a performance that's taking place and he hears the crowd and the beat of drums. And so he pays and goes in because why not? He has time to kill. 
He manages to get himself a place quite close to the front, but not so close that he's conspicuous or anything like that. He likes to be just in the middle. Not really an important detail, but anyway—When he gets there the performance has already begun and it's good, he likes it. He's always enjoyed this kind of thing.
He catches a glimpse of one of the performers faces. And it's Hoseok. Grown up, ethereal, beautiful Hoseok. Like... 😌fiiiiine Hoseok, yanno what im sayin’? You've seen him dance, I don't need to go into detail.
Hoseok sees Namjoon too and their eyes meet and they share this moment of recognition, but Hoseok doesn't falter in his dance. And so Namjoon is sort of left in agony the whole performance wondering if Hoseok really keeps looking at him or if it's just his imagination.
BUT THEN the performance is over and people are filtering away, and Namjoon is just waiting, waiting for Hoseok to reappear because if Hoseok doesn't reappear Namjoon may have to tear apart every building in the city to find him. You know, just normal platonic friendship things.
He's craning his neck, very undignified and desperate-looking, at the front of the stage when someone taps him on the shoulder and he turns and oh my god, Hoseok is as tall as him and he's still dressed in his outfit from the performance. And they just hug so hard (in a totally platonic way. Totally) and they spend the whole night talking even though Namjoon is supposed to go home, but who cares about home when Hoseok is right in front of him again???
They tell each other all about their lives and what's been going on since they were separated. Hoseok's parents have passed, but he and his siblings have thrived. He, in particular, has clearly thrived. He's been travelling with the performers for a few years now.
And... well... Namjoon has to break the news to Hoseok that Namjoon is gonna get married soon. Some arranged marriage to a woman he doesn't care for. Honestly, Namjoon’s life hasn't changed that much—he's still in the same place he was when they were separated. Under his father’s thumb. 
Hoseok looks positively heartbroken to hear this news, but neither of them acknowledge that. And Hoseok just tells Namjoon he's going to be in the city for another month performing, so Namjoon should come visit whenever he can.
Of course Namjoon does, that's his very extremely platonic no homo bro bestie. He goes to see him EVERY NIGHT. And the long and the short of it is, about halfway through the month they do a little something-something that's not very platonic of them…And the next day Hoseok says Namjoon should run away with him when the performers leave the city. And Namjoon says he can't. And so there's pain and angst and they fall out. The performers leave. Namjoon's wedding is just around the corner. And he just realises he's the biggest idiot in the world. Like why is he marrying some random woman when the person he wants is Hoseok? Pure dumbassery.
And so he chases after Hoseok. And then he runs away with the performers and it's cute and they live happily ever after and stuff.
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I know, I know, gatekeeping the outdoors, that's supposedly bad, right, but I think if you show up to do a hike and you brought a portable speaker with you to play music while you hike, I think, like hear me out, there should be a gate, and someone at the gate should keep you from doing the hike.
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rating actual medieval names i have found as a medieval studies student but they get progressively more unhinged:
William de Appeltrefeld: 8/10 bc appeltrefeld sounds like a nice place to live. who wouldnt want to live in a field full of apple trees? points deducted cause there are like fifty bajillion williams in england
Luke de Luka, merchant of Luca: 6/10. ur parents really werent creative huh
Hugh de Wlonkeslowe: 7/10. looks like a straight person trying to keyboard smash. *laughs in english place names*
Roger Smert: 10/10 absolute banger of a name. does it make any sense? absolutely not! but you guys. i dont think you understand. smert!!
John de la Bro: 7/10. when ur such a bro that its literally ur name and 800 years in the future its all people know of u
Hugh Sad: 7/10. weve all been there buddy
Gaylarde de la Mote: 10/10. slay. i bet this guys mote was the gayest mote youve ever seen
Hugh de la Penne: 9/10. we stan a pasta man
Bindo Hug: 8/10. who is this man a hobbit???
Eudo la Zusche: 6/10. deadass sounds like something youd see in a really bad fantasy novel
William crisp: 7/10. w h a t.
Asser son of Licoriz: 7/10 there is so much going on here i dont even know what to tell you
Baldwin Panik: 10/10 cause this is a heckin mood
Richard Cok, aka Dick Cok: 69/10. nice.
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Busking in Paris [vmin]
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Where Tae goes on holiday to Paris and, one night on the street, he sees Jimin singing and he's entranced by him. At first only by his looks and his voice, but later, when Jimin has finished performing, and Tae plucks up the courage to speak to him, his personality and everything he has to say.
Jimin's Korean, but he's never been to Korea. He was raised in France (taught Korean by his parents because they want him to stay in touch with his heritage, and also for plot convenience because I want Jimin and Tae to be able to talk. Sue me.)
Anyway, whirlwind romance in France, Jimin being the most beautiful angelic being in the universe, Tae being smitten, Tae having to go back to Korea. Jimin not being able to come with him because he likes his life in France and the relationship is so new he's not about to uproot his entire life and move to another country for it. Sad stuff and angst and a happy ending. I don’t know. I haven't thought this out, I just have visions of Tae seeing Jimin singing and thinking how amazing and beautiful he is.
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Victorian Aristocrats Yoonkook
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victorian aristocrats, both grieving the loss of their partners, who find each other and slowly, but surely begin to form a connection neither of them feel they deserve. after all, isn’t falling in love again a betrayal of the ones they’ve lost?
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The Portrait In The Attic [taekook]
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--Taekook prompt
Where Jungkook inherits his dead uncle’s mansion and discovers a dusty painting in the attic. Much to his dismay, he finds the painting's occupant in his living room the next morning, staring absentmindedly out the window.
“I rang the bell, but no one answered.”
“So you just let yourself in my house?”
“What? Oh, no. The breakfast bell. I haven't seen a single servant about the place.”
“I don't have any servants!”
���How do you run the place without them?”
“I—what?”
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The Prince and the Florist [taegi]
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--Taegi Prompt
--prince yoongi
--commoner, florist tae
I'm feeling a prince Yoongi, who dresses up as a commoner to visit Tae, who he met during one of the balls hosted at the palace because Tae (a florist) had been commissioned by the king to provide the flowers at the ball.
It's so peaceful and simple at Tae's cottage. He loves helping Tae in the garden. And Tae, a simple soul, content with whatever life brings him from day to day, doesn't mind. Yeah, the prince is in his garden, and yeah, he does remember to treat Yoongi with the respect a prince deserves (no matter how many times Yoongi tells him to, he never addresses Yoongi with anything other than formal honorifics), but... at the end of the day he enjoys Yoongi's company and he understands (probably better than anyone) that palace life is ridiculously overwhelming and that it's a relief to have a private, quiet, normal place to spend time instead. 
yeah, just peaceful wholesome domestic gardening in ancient Korea😌we love it
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The First Weekend Away [vhope]
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--Vhope Prompt
--new parents vhope
It's giving peaceful, soft, romantic weekend trip to a beautiful lake-house. Parents vhope haven't had time for much of anything but work and looking after the two children they've adopted. Two children, they said, so they'll grow up together, they said. It won't be that hard, they said. The kids will amuse each other, they said.
As it turns out babies who don't have the ability to sit up yet can't amuse each other. And Hoseok and Taehyung are exhausted and of course haven't had a moment alone together in months.
They're not complaining, they're not even unhappy. They love their babies and they wouldn't trade them for the world. And even if it means they only get to kiss occasionally and sleep occasionally and they aren't really eating that well because it's difficult to cook and look after babies and keep babies from crying all at the same time, they're horrified when their friends Jimin and Yoongi suggest they go away for the weekend. Without the babies. They can't leave their babies behind. They can't. Hoseok is going to cry if they do. They'll both spend the weekend too stressed to enjoy anything.
Yoongi convinces them to go. Jimin knows babies–he's been babysitting Yoongi's kid for years now. Yoongi has a kid of his own that isn't dead or anything so obviously he can handle them well enough. If it'll help, they'll send pictures of the babies every few hours to prove they're well. If Hoseok and Tae want they can have a call every morning and night too, but the babies aren't going to do much besides dribble and lay there.
And so Hoseok and Tae go to the lake-house Jimin has booked for them. They spend a very peaceful weekend together.
It's the middle of summer and everything is warm and sleepy and slow. Tae has always been an early bird, so when Hoseok is asleep in the mornings he sits down by the lake to work on his writing. Then he goes back up to the house and wakes Hoseok and they spend the rest of the morning kissing and doing… other things… taking their time because that's how they've always liked it. They have a bath together after breakfast and spend far too long in there. They lie in the grass on the lawn, they cuddle, they kiss, they relax. They know Yoongi and Jimin are more than capable of looking after their babies. It'll be okay, they tell each other whenever they start to worry.
When it's time to go home they tell each other they think they could do this again.
--the end–
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Moon Made [yoonmin]
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--Yoonmin Prompt
--Werewolf Yoongi
-in which yoongi, a werewolf, transforms one full moon thinking he’s far enough from civilisation for it to be safe. as it turns out there’s a village nearby. he bites a man named jimin, bestowing him with a curse he’s vowed never to inflict on another.
ngl i dont rly do werewolves but i made this moodboard so here we are. nothing new or particularly innovative as far as werewolf stories go, but 😭🤚ill tell yall now its not abo. its like just regular werewolves.
like im just thinking about yoongi who isolates himself from society because hes terrified that he’ll one day bite someone and turn them. and then his worst fear comes true when he bites jimin and he just feels so guilty and like he has to try and prepare jimin for what its gonna
be like to transform.
on top of that people dont really like werewolves, yannot theyre kind of feared and hated and driven out of places with pitchforks, etc.
even people with scars are shunned because whether its a bite or a scratch, it could signify you’ve been turned.
this is set in the olden days, think like when Niklaus Mikaelson was human (if you know, you know) somewhere around that time. viking era?
all i have are vibes at the moment, no plot to speak of, but i have this one scene in my head where yoongi and jimin are talking and yoongi touches the scar on his face and says, “this is from the monster who turned me.”
yoongis scar is right on his face so it’s partly by choice that he’s isolated from society and partly because people immediately assume he’s a werewolf because of his scar.
like yoongi views himself as a monster. and it doesn't really help that when jimin is coming to accept he's a werewolf too now that he throws the word monster at yoongi a lot.
so there would be lots of angst😌tension in the village too because of jimin being bitten.
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Cold is the Water, but Icy is the World [vhope]
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--Vhope Prompt
--sick tae
--water sprite hoseok
--in which, ever since he was a boy, kim taehyung has always been sickly. the majority of his childhood was spent in bed, looking out of a window his parents were afraid to open for fear he might catch a chill. deprived of nature, he painted it, he loved it, he yearned for it. he read books upon books about flowers, about the trees and the water. he studied animals and daydreamed of riding horses, rolling in fields, playing catch with the dog his parents never allowed him to have.
now, as an adult coming into the inheritance his recently deceased parents have left him, finally able to make his own choices, he's told by the family doctor that he's dying. actually dying. and there's nothing that can be done to save him.
that evening, he rides down to the lake, intent on spending awhile lying at the waters edge, taking in the peace of nature as the world slips into darkness.
and there, as he takes off his boots and dips his toes in the water, he meets a water sprite by the name of hoseok.
"you're sick," the man says, his movement in the water causing scarcely a ripple, his clothes seeming dry despite the water he's risen from. he tilts his head delicately, his eyes inquisitive. "dying. that's very human of you."
"then being human is a terrible thing."
"perhaps it is," the man says, inclining his head softly. "but perhaps it does not have to be so terrible, should you wish it."
"if there is one thing i have learned in my short life it is that wishes do not come true," taehyung replies.
"bargains are not wishes."
"whatever bargain might i strike that will save me from my fate?"
"visit me. once every seven days for the rest of your life. visit me and swim with me. i will heal you and you will live until you're old and grey."
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Tell Me A Story [namseok]
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--Namseok prompt
--Prince Namjoon
--Storyteller Hoseok
people travel far and wide for a chance to become the royal storyteller, but the bored prince has eyes for no one. only a lowly man telling stories in the market, who is surprised to find himself summoned to the palace at the prince’s request.
“i appreciate the honesty in the stories you told. i’ve never heard anything like them before. so many have tried to impress me with tales of dragons and knights, things for children. thank you for not doing that.”
“not at all, your highness. i was told as a boy that the best stories come from what you know, not what you don’t. i think many storytellers forget that, if you will pardon my speaking ill of them.”
“consider yourself pardoned. and the position yours, if you wish it?”
“y-you wish for me to be the royal storyteller?”
“it would be an honour if you would tell me many, many more of your stories.”
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A Beautiful Summer [vhope]
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--vhope prompt
i’m just picturing vhope, strangers, meeting out in the countryside on their summer holiday and spending the warm days by the lake, lying in the sweet smelling grass, exploring the forest, picnicking on the lawn… sometimes they’ll walk into the nearby village, staying just off the old road to avoid kicking up clouds of dust. yeah, just aesthetics and summer romance vibes
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this look is so winchester-coded i'm au-ing as i type
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me having to write my entire ace sope au before i can finally write the absolute banger of a climax scene.
What I hate about writing is when I have to write so much before I finally get to the part I actually wanted to write.
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