#Finance Interview Answers

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Top Finance Interview Questions and Answers Guide

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Top 9 Finance questions and answers that can help you prepare for an interview

Here are the top 9 finance questions and answers that can help you prepare for a finance interview: 1. What are the key financial statements, and what do they represent? Answer: The three primary financial statements are the Income Statement, Balance Sheet, and Cash Flow Statement. The Income Statement shows a company’s profitability over a specific period, the Balance Sheet reveals a company’s…

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Ace Your Finance Interview: Common Questions and Expert Answers for Financial Analysts and Accountants

Are you preparing for a finance interview for a position as a financial analyst or accountant? Congratulations on making it this far! To help you succeed in your upcoming interview, we’ve compiled a list of common finance interview questions and expert answers. This guide will assist you in showcasing your knowledge and skills to potential employers. 1. Can you explain the basic accounting…

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Got That Out of Your System, Princess? x Harry Styles

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I’d like to think that I’m not the type of person who holds a grudge.

But when Harry and I had a petty little argument one of those stupid ones where neither of us could remember what we were even actually arguing about I found myself feeling a little... spiteful.

Not in a serious way. Just in a maybe I’ll cause a little chaos way.

Harry was overseas doing press interviews, and I was back home, stewing in my own irrational irritation. It wasn’t even a real fight. Something about whether or not he should’ve texted me or called me when he arrived at the hotel. I had been worried when I hadn't heard back but he was tired and It was stupid.

But still, my pride wouldn’t let me drop it.

So, I did the most ridiculous, over-the-top thing I could think of I took his credit card he gave me for emergencies and went on a spending spree from hell.

If he was going to make me feel petty, I was going to make him pay for it. Literally.

First, I strolled into a high-end boutique, the kind where the employees give you a once-over to decide whether you belong there. I had Harry Styles’ black Amex in my hand I belonged.

£50,000 later, I had bags full of entirely unnecessary designer clothes.

Then, I wandered into a car dealership and test-drove the most obnoxious luxury vehicle I could find. Sleek, fast, completely impractical.

“Would you like to discuss financing?” the salesman asked, rubbing his hands together eagerly.

I smiled sweetly. “Oh, no need. I’ll pay in full.”

That was another £100,000.

And finally, the pièce de résistance I bought a horse.

A real-life horse.

Do I know how to ride a horse? No.

Do I own any land or a stable? Also, no.

Did that stop me from dropping £10,000 on the most majestic looking stallion I could find? Absolutely not.

Petty? Yes.

Justified? Also yes.

By the time I got home, I was buzzing with the thrill of my absolutely ridiculous spending spree.

I had no idea how Harry was going to react. Maybe he’d be mad. Maybe he’d be so confused that he’d forget he was supposed to be annoyed at me.

Either way, I felt very pleased with myself.

Meanwhile…

Harry was finishing up an interview when his phone started vibrating relentlessly in his pocket.

He ignored it at first, but when he checked his notifications and saw five missed calls from his accountant, he knew something was up.

As soon as he was out of the studio, he called back, bracing himself for whatever financial catastrophe was awaiting him.

“Harry, mate, I have to ask are you okay?” his accountant’s voice was practically breathless with panic.

Harry frowned. “Yeah? Why?”

“Because there are outrageous charges on your account! Did you buy a £100,000 car today?”

Harry blinked. “...No.”

“Right. Did you spend £50,000 on clothes?”

Harry smirked, already catching on. “Nope.”

There was a long, exhausted sigh on the other end of the line. “And please, for the love of God, tell me you did not order a purebred racing horse.”

At that, Harry let out a loud, full-bodied laugh.

“Ahh,” he chuckled, shaking his head. “That’ll be my future wife throwing a tantrum.”

The accountant spluttered. “Harry, she bought a horse.”

He laughed again, running a hand through his curls. “Yeah, she’s a dramatic little thing, isn’t she?”

There was a beat of silence before the accountant sighed again, utterly defeated.

“So, what do you want me to do?”

Harry grinned. “Let her charge whatever she wants.”

“You do realise she spent a ridiculous amount of money, right?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Harry said, still thoroughly amused. “Actually, could you sort out a stable for that damn horse while you’re at it?”

His accountant made a noise like he was about to quit on the spot.

Harry was still chuckling as he hung up and immediately dialled my number.

When my phone rang and I saw Harry’s name, I hesitated for a split second.

Then I answered.

“Got that out of your system, princess?”

I winced slightly. “You, um... noticed?”

Harry barked out a laugh. “Oh, I noticed. My accountant nearly had a heart attack.”

I bit my lip, feeling a little guilty. “I may have gone... slightly overboard.”

“Oh, slightly, yeah?” he teased, still entirely unbothered. “You spent six figures just to prove a point, love.”

I groaned, flopping onto the bed. “I was just being stubborn! You know I never spend your money, and I...I just wanted to be petty!”

“I know,” he said, warmth in his voice. “And honestly? It was hilarious.”

I blinked. “Wait... you’re not mad?”

Harry snorted. “Mad? Sweetheart, you just threw the most expensive tantrum I’ve ever seen in my life. It’s iconic.”

I let out a breathy laugh, feeling my tension ease. “I am sorry, though.”

“I know you are.”

I hesitated. “You really don’t care?”

“Not in the slightest,” he promised. “You could’ve bought ten horses and I’d still just be here thinking about how much I love you.”

My heart fluttered at that. “I love you too.”

“Good,” he said softly. “Now, about this horse...”

I groaned. “Yeah... about that...”

“Darling, where are you even planning to keep it?”

I bit my lip. “Is your accountant’s handling that?.”

Harry laughed again, long and hard. “Of course he is.”

There was a pause before he added, “You do realise this means you’re coming horse-riding with me now, right?”

My eyes widened. “Wait, what?”

Harry smirked. “Oh, you think you can just buy a horse and not ride it? Nah, love, we’re gonna be equestrian professionals by the end of this.”

I groaned, but I was smiling like an idiot. “You’re impossible.”

“And you are the most dramatic, expensive little menace I’ve ever had the pleasure of loving.”

I laughed. “That’s me.”

He chuckled again, voice low and affectionate. “Go to sleep, my love. I’ll be home soon.”

And just like that, everything was right again.

I sighed happily. “Goodnight, Harry.”

“Goodnight, my insanely expensive princess.”

Two weeks later, I found myself at a stable, standing in front of my very expensive, very large, very real horse.

Harry stood beside me, grinning from ear to ear.

“So,” he said, nudging me. “Shall we go for a ride?”

I turned to him, utterly deadpan. “I hate you.”

He just laughed, pressed a kiss to my forehead, and whispered, “Love you too, sweetheart.”

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Kidnapped P1: Snatched

A/N: first dip into both tumblr and call of duty, yippee 

Contains: Kidnapping, little bit of blood, angst, no actual spoken lines, gn!reader ═════════════════════════

Resistance to Interrogation training is a 36-hour period within the selection where soldiers are prepared to resist various practices of humiliation and torture if captured by the enemy. Methods they are trained for include hooding, time disorientation, and deprivation of sleep, food, and water, among other things. The team was trained for this. You weren’t.

They realized that when they returned home, to blue and white police tape outlining their property. At first, they weren’t let in before the law enforcement realized the four were its residents. They wanted them for questioning, but what could they answer? You were alone. Often. Entering their house, the warmth they had filled it with has evaporated out the door; most of the struggle is contained in the kitchen. You were cooking dinner for their return, the pot on the stove both burnt and cold. The oven door is shattered; tempered glass crunches under their feet. Blood trails splattered in the direction towards the front door, and there's just so much of it. They don't know if it’s yours, sidestepping like it was, like you yourself were lying down before their eyes caught on the knife block on the counter, now knocked over with the larger ones missing. Someone tried to fight; they only wished it was you that won.

The police get antsy, irritated that their crime scene is tampered with. They still want questions. 

A description of you? Simon could nail down nearly every detail about your face and body, from your size in meters and kilograms to your eye color down to a hex code. But the last time he saw you was the night before; the couple million phone pixels couldn’t hold a candle to having you in the flesh.

As for the clothes they might be wearing? Kyle doesn't know. His inference is that it may be something of theirs. The video chat they planned had been delayed after a meeting went too long; not one of them had even seen your face today. When they tried to call, it was left unanswered. John’s explanation of ‘maybe they’re napping’ hits him like a lorry, and the fear never leaves him: Were you already taken by then?

Did they have access to a vehicle? Johnny scoffs. He says he wishes you didn’t, that your greatest weakness would always be traffic circles. The person interviewing him doesn’t laugh, only writes down in his notes. In the dead silence, Johnny starts to buckle under the pressure, only finishing that you rarely drive at all. Their other car in the driveway sits; motor cold with disuse.

What about their finances? John couldn’t answer that. The money you spent on them was always your own, from a part-time job you had gotten despite their original protests; they only accepted it when it meant you could have something of your own. There wasn’t much for you to spend or withdraw in the first place, which meant every gift you shelled out for was cherished by everyone, but at the same time quietly wondered about their costs.

Whatever additional questions they had were already answered. Your phone and wallet were left behind in the kitchen. The throw blanket on their couch is piled onto one cushion; the pillows that match it are stacked to one side. You were napping at first. Perhaps waiting for whatever was on the stove to finish cooking before… whoever came to get you. They counted themselves lucky the house wasn’t on fire; the idea that they could’ve also come home to smoke, ash and debris is enough to make Kyle the first one to cry. Crouching down onto the pavement with his breath hiccupping. Then it was Simon, who thought you might be dead by now. As a civilian, you wouldn’t last long, only at the ‘mercy’ of your captors. Tears leak from his eyes as he bites his tongue to hold the convulsive gasping.

Johnny cried when he was refused re-entry inside the house. Begging the officers to grab some of your things for them to have, his voice cracking when they only tell him to step back from the tape barrier. Simon guided him away when he broke down completely. John didn’t cry that night. Not until the morning after, back at the base when he woke up with no good morning text or call from you. He sobs into the pillows, harder than his boyfriends.

Without you, their home was just another shelter to sleep in. 

part 2 right here folks get it while it's hot :)

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I love the poor background option personally because the rags to riches is just😙🤌

From your past answers it seems like MC is going to become the incredibly rich, but is there any chance we'll be able to say in the interview we've been careful with the money at the start of our rise to fame career?

For me, when my MC first starts getting the big paychecks they're split three ways:

Money for single parent mother

Money for themselves

Rest of it into savings/whatever a financial instructor suggests.

It's going to be interesting to see how well financially the others are doing in the present day.

You have an unusual interest in finances nonnie, I've never gotten an ask like this. Well this will come up more for the poor background MC and they absolutely will support their mom, but even in the presence and no matter if they were super careful or not, MC is going to be extremely wealthy. The same counts for the other ROs.

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A Guide to Mastery: Finding Your Life's Work

Mastery is what we hope to attain. We hope to get a point where we become master of our fields, experts of our work, and mentors to younger people. But the big question we ask ourselves is "what should I do?" "what can I do?" "what is my purpose in life?" and that is a very big question that we might spend our entire lives trying to figure out.

It is difficult now, especially when we hear people talk about their careers, we see updates on people's career changes on LinkedIn and everyone is vying for a job in big tech, big law, consulting, Wall Street and you feel left out, not good enough, in fact discouraged.

However, you can find fulfillment by taking this self-discovery one step at a time, at a pace that best suits your skills, and still rise to the top.

Here is how to find your Life's work:

Look back to your childhood

Often to figure out what you want to do or who you want to become you have to look back to your past, your childhood. What made you tick? What classes were most fun for you? Who did you enjoy watching or spending time with growing up? The answers can give you a peek into the kind of life you want. Growing up I enjoyed reading biographies of people. I was obsessed with how they became successful and how they set themselves apart - now my writing mirrors that.

2. Find your niche

The uncertainty or discomfort you feel could be caused by not fitting into one field. You feel like you can do a lot more than there is out there. This is a great feeling. if you feel this way do not be discouraged. It is your life's journey to figure out the intersection of your interest. It is a sign that you should try out multiple things. Your career may become an amalgamation of your interest, ideas, disciplines, and fields. Here are some intersections that I found in people I admire:

Design + Technology - Steve Jobs- Apple Co-founder, Brian Chesky - Airbnb Co-founder

Food + Technology - Apoorva Mehta; co-founder Instacart

Culture + Commerce - Most architects, designers fit this category

Science + Art - Trip Hawkins; founder of Electronic Arts

Community + technology - Whitney Wolfe Herd; Founder of Bumble

Food + business: Kaspar Basse; founder of Joe & The Juice

Sportsmanship + design - Phil Knight; co-founder of Nike

Environmentalism + Sportsmanship - Yvon Chouinard; founder of Patagonia

These people are at the top of their fields. You can start by having a double major, or minoring in a totally different field (Art + Finance, Biology + Sports management etc)

3. Resist the pressure of the majority

There is always a group of people on the other side of your interest and skills - parents, friends, professors, peers who want something different from what you aspire to. You love art but they remind you that the pay is meagre, you want be a lawyer but they tell you, you are not good enough for law. You see, the salary you get paid for doing something you love should not stop you from getting started. You will eventually become so good that the value you provide will eventually command a huge compensation but for now bend down and learn.

4. Find a mentor

Once you get a glimpse of what you feel like you want to do. Find a mentor, your mentor could be distant or imminent. A distant mentor could be a renowned expert, a person you stumble upon through a book, an interview etc. Their story inspires you and you somehow you feel seen, you goals aren't so impossible anymore. The imminent mentors are the people you meet through school, work and whose work has some skills you need to learn for your Life's work. Your relationship with them or experience with them is the closest to reality of your Life's Work. Learn as much as you can in this process.

Welcome to my A Guide to Mastery series inspired by the book Mastery.

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Interview with James Whitmore: The Perfect Preppy Boy

(James sits up straight, his blazer perfectly adjusted on his shoulders. His smile is bright, fixed in an expression of quiet satisfaction. He absentmindedly adjusts his tie, making sure it’s properly tightened. His gaze is clear, obedient, almost devoid of independent thought. He answers each question in a calm, composed tone, his voice smooth and pleasant.)

– James, can you tell us a bit about your daily routine?

"Of course. Every morning, I wake up at exactly 6:00 AM. I don’t need an alarm, my body is trained. I start with a run to build endurance, then a weightlifting session. A preppy boy must always be in shape, strong, and elegant under his suit.

After that, a cold shower, brushing my teeth, perfect whiteness is a must, and skincare. My hair? Always gelled, of course. It’s important to have a perfect cut, a neat, disciplined Ivy League style. The more gel, the better. All my fraternity brothers do the same.”

– And your outfit? How do you decide what to wear?

(He glances down at himself as if the question doesn’t even need to be asked.)

"I follow simple rules. Always a well-pressed dress shirt, a properly knotted tie, and a perfectly tailored blazer.

Today, it’s Brooks Brothers, but I also like Ralph Lauren. Wool trousers, polished leather shoes. It’s natural. I don’t really think about it. I wear what’s expected of me. What is… correct.”

(He smiles again, with a serene, blissful satisfaction. Everything is in order. He needs nothing more.)

– How do you see your future? What career would you like to pursue?

(James pauses for a moment. But it’s not hesitation. It’s more like confirmation, like the answer was already there, imprinted in him, ready to be recited.)

"I’d like to work in finance. Or maybe politics. Those are structured, orderly fields where elegance and discipline matter. I like the idea of wearing a tailored suit every day, of being part of a well-oiled machine. Of following clear rules. Of being an efficient cog in the system.”

– Wouldn’t you like to be independent, carve your own path?

(His brows furrow slightly, as if the question makes no sense. Then his smile returns, even more obedient.)

"Why would I? The system works. It exists to guide us. We are given structure, values, a way to behave. Everything is already in place. All we have to do is integrate, find our role, and **obey.**”

– Have you always been like this?

(He chuckles softly, but there’s no mockery in it. He doesn’t really understand the question. He adjusts his tie again, the gesture almost reflexive.)

"Of course. I’ve always been a good boy. Always well-dressed, well-mannered, always respectful of the rules. I never wanted anything different. This lifestyle is natural, isn’t it?”

(He smiles again, content, convinced. He doesn’t remember the time when he wore sloppy hoodies, laughed too loudly, or questioned expectations. That feels distant, unreal. He is happy now. Happy to be a perfect preppy boy. Happy to **obey.**)

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Being Radqueer Is Not a Good Thing, Actually

Hi, yes, I'm making another post about radqueers because good fucking lord, they are EVERYWHERE in a lot of Plurality-focused tags. I've had to block what feels like dozens of BAH blogs specifically because they're pro-radqueer.

CONTENT WARNING: Discussions of CSA, abuse, paraphilic disorders. You have been warned!

What Is a Radqueer?

A radqueer is basically someone accepting of all paraphilias, including paraphilic disorders like pedophilia, zoophilia, necrophilia (known as "the big three"), etc. They also support things known as "trans IDs" where they basically put "trans" on a label like race, being a nazi, kidnapping, groomer, etc... Yeah... They've also appropriated terms from places like the Plurality community like bodily age, or transspecies from the alterhuman community.

A youtuber by the name of Jessicur recently did a video about the radqueer community where she also interviewed several people from that community that I highly recommend watching:

Why Is It Harmful?

Now, for most people, I shouldn't have to explain why radqueer is harmful. Paraphilic disorders like the big three shouldn't be allowed community, they shouldn't be "accepted" like people accept things like gender or sexuality. There's a difference between something like BSDM between two consenting adults, and a pro-contact pedophile in the radqueer community. In the interviews of Jessicur's video, you can see some of the radqueers she interviewed legitimately being "pro-contact," which uh, NO. And yet, they also say they're against abuse.

Or this one radqueer who was a part of a Discord server where people uploaded CSAM content and the server was then deleted, this radqueer was asked why the server was deleted, they said it was solely for abiding by Discord's TOS, not the fact that people were posting literal child abuse material. Yeah, pro-contact, yet anti-abuse, sure, buddy.

No, people with these disorders should seek help before they harm anyone, not be given a space that can quickly devolve into an echo chamber with how the radqueer label works. I know people with these paraphilic disorders are highly demonized, and that's often because of the conflation between attraction and action. There is a difference between experiencing attraction and then actually acting on it. A pedophile is not the same as a politician molesting a child. Attraction is not the sole reason why someone may assault a child.

So for the people with these disorders, we should be concerned, not acting on a gut reaction and advocating harm against them if they haven't actually done anything. For the ones that have, yeah, no, they deserve apt consequences and the victims deserve justice. That sh!t can be life-ruining. The demonization of these disorders is what pushes these people into communities like this, and that can legitimately end up making things far worse.

Though in Jessicur's video, you also hear from some of the radqueers that the radqueer community improved their mental health. To that, I say whatever improvement in someone's mental health there is in the radqueer community is far outweighed by the victims it creates. You can notice in the comments that a lot of people are pointing out how radqueer C sounds like someone who was groomed into being a radqueer, and that's exactly what I mean. There's other ways to improve your mental health without it harming others (see my please seek help instead point).

I also acknowledge that not everyone has easy access to help like therapy due to things like finances, and unfortunately, that is a systematic issue that needs to be addressed on a larger scale. Not to mention how the psychiatry industry is rife with patient abuse and just... human rights violations in general depending on where you are in the world. Telling people to seek help in that sense is not always a perfect answer, but I do think it's a better one than telling them to join a community that encourages harmful behaviors.

I wish I had a better answer to the problem, but the point boils down to: please do NOT join the radqueer community and engage with them. I think this comment summarizes the radqueer community's issues pretty well:

IMAGE TEXT: Last year I doomscrolled so badly on the radqueer tags and it literally made me so sick I had to call out for work. Never again.

Seriously, just don't engage with them, block them, and move on. It's not worth risking your mental health or getting sucked in.

And for whatever radqueer who reads this that I haven't blocked yet: know that you are not welcome on this blog, and you seriously need to reconsider what you're doing. This is harmful and you can do better by yourself and others.

For people who want to be able to spot radqueer content, pay attention to the tags. They use the rainbow and strawberry emojis like a calling card. They'll also often post tags like #pro rq, #pro 🍓🌈, #radqueer, #paraphiles please interact, #radqueers interact, etc.

(Also, can I just say how I hate how they appropriate two things I really like? Goddamnit, man.)

And thanks to Jessicur for making her video! She takes a look into the radqueer community without being a raging bigot and she genuinely tries to look at both sides. I really recommend taking the time to watch it. It helps shed light on this because I think this topic is solely under-discussed.

6-14-2025

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jamie and reader used to date before he went back to his old team and broke reader’s heart 💔 now he’s back and wants reader back ANGST AND FLUFF PLEASEEE

I’ve been thinking about this request since FOREVER so I hope I did it justice!!

wonder what it’d be like

You don’t get paid enough for this shit.

“So you do know Jamie Tartt?” asks some journalist doing some piece on some footballer crap. You don’t know and you don’t care.

“If you’re not going to order anything, I’m going to get my boss and have you removed from the premises,” you reply, undeterred in your mission to wipe down empty tables. Brian loves his coffee shop and is fiercely protective of both his employees and his peaceful atmosphere. Wouldn’t be the first time he’s kicked someone out.

“Well, do you have any comment on the fact that he said you were the love of his life?”

You don’t miss a beat. “No I do not. Can I get you any coffee or should I get Brian?”

The journalist declines both, and is out the door.

Fucking Jamie Tartt. What does he even think he’s doing? How did you even come up in an interview? Was the question, who, Jamie Tartt, is the greatest love of your life?

(You’d find out later that yes, that was the question. The journalist was looking for an answer like “Keeley Jones,” or “Kiera Knightley,” something a little spicy.)

It doesn’t matter, the journalist (you think his name was Trent) is gone and you can go back to making coffee and chatting with the regulars.

—

You should have known that wasn’t the end of it.

God, why can’t you just work in peace? You have enough on your plate, between homework and student loans and the person who’s complaining that their iced coffee is “too cold.” 

You don’t need to add “prick footballer ex-boyfriend,” to the list.

But he seems bound and determined to add himself to your list of things to take care of, with the way he’s following you around as you hand people their orders.

“Trent said you wouldn’t talk to him,” he says.

He takes your silence as license to keep going. “Why didn’t you just take the money? Can’t be making much here.”

Do not let him get to you, you remind yourself. Do not sink to his level.

So you just shrug. “I’m not one of those people who fucks a famous footballer just for the money. Now I’m going to give you the same choice I gave that goddamn reporter: you can get a coffee or you can get. Out.”

So Jamie leaves.

—

It figures that your ex would find some way to make your life hell. Sure, you’ve gotten mostly over him and you have your own life and you’re on your way to becoming an accountant because numbers are fun and numbers don’t break your heart. So of course, now is when he decides to show up and have journalists poking around.

But you refuse to talk about him with anyone. It’s rude, in your opinion. It devalues your old relationship and yourself and you won’t do it.

So instead you stay after hours, going over finances at the café while Brian and his boyfriend chatter softly and try new coffee combinations.

You laugh as they bicker and and sip everything they set before you, grateful that you don’t have to think about the day Jamie got signed to Manchester City and decided that he was too good for you.

Unfortunately, you have to go home at some point, which means you’re wide awake in your bed, flatmates all asleep leaving you to replay that whole terrible day.

—

(He said, “It ain’t gonna work, babe, I’m in the Premier League now and I should be with someone who’s at my same level.”

You said, “Don’t call me babe.”

He said, “Don’t waste any tears over me, I won’t be crying so you shouldn’t either.”

You said, “I sure as hell won’t cry over a heartless dick like you.”

He said, “That’s a heartless Premier League dick to you.”

And that was it. A year-long relationship and four year-long friendship down the tubes.)

—

The article hits the papers and now you’re constantly being harassed by journalists. 

You read it, the part about you. It was written in interview format, with a bolded question and then Jamie’s response. It was like a glimpse into his personal life, who he was outside the pitch.

Jamie, you’ve had an astonishing career at such a young age, and made a name for yourself both on and off the pitch. Your name has been in the tabloids with many famous models and actresses in the few short years you’ve played in the Premier League. So my question is, in the history of your romantic entanglements, who is the absolute love of your life?

In your opinion, it was a long lead-up to a short question. 

Jamie’s response was two words. Your first and last name.

That fucker.

It makes work so bad that you had to hide in the back while Brian tells people to leave.

You apologize profusely once everything’s closed and everyone’s gone. 

“I’ll give you my official notice and everything, and I can still help out with finances if you want,” you say. “I’m- not trying to be annoying, but the extra money would be really helpful while I look for another job.”

Brian shakes his head. “I’m not firing you, kid,” he says. “It’ll die down. And Caleb and I are happy to have you over for dinner if you want to talk about it.”

You’re so relieved and grateful that you hug him.

—

It’s late again. You’re in your kitchen. All three of your flatmates are out and will be gone until the morning, so you have the flat all to yourself. You’ve lit some candles and turned on the soft lights, and are criss-cross on the counter listening to Fleetwood Mac with brownies in the oven.

You allow yourself to think about some of the questions that were thrown at you throughout the day.

How long have you known Jamie Tartt?

When was the last time you spoke?

Are you still friends?

You shake your head. Weird.

There’s a knock at the door. Even weirder. You’re not expecting anyone.

You hop down and pad down the hall, standing on tiptoe to peer through the peephole. It’s Jamie. You make a face, double-check that the door is locked, and turn back to the kitchen. 

“I know you’re there,” Jamie calls through the door. “I can see the light on, and your car’s out front. I just want to talk.”

You’re not going to open the door, but then he calls your name and you’re rooted to the floor.

You open the door just enough so you can look at him, but not enough that he thinks he can come inside.

“I can’t imagine what you’d have to say to me other than an apology, especially after the day I’ve had,” you say, more fire in your voice than you remembered you had.

The fire dies when you get a good look at Jamie’s face.

It’s different.

He looks… forlorn, almost?

“I do, I do have an apology,” he says. There’s no malice, no conniving look on his face. 

You say, “Ok,” in a tone so soft that Jamie could almost forget the anger you just held.

“Look,” he begins, but is cut off by your timer beeping in the kitchen. You sigh. 

“I have to get those,” you say. “Can’t burn down the flat. Do you… do you want to come in? Just for a minute.”

Jamie nods and follows you inside, closing the door behind him.

He follows you to the kitchen, close on your heels, where you motion for him to sit while you take out the brownies. 

“Right,” he says once you’re leaning on the counter across from him. “Look- I was a prick. I thought I was fucking special because my right foot was kissed by god. I didn’t know how to fucking handle it so I acted like a prick. And I never said I’m sorry.” He takes a breath. “Keeley’s always talkin’ about accountability, so… here I am. Taking fucking accountability.”

You just look at him.

“I’m not looking for forgiveness,” he hurriedly continues. “Just wanted you to know that I’m sorry. I’m really fucking sorry for hurting you.”

You’re still not talking, so Jamie gets up.

“Right,” he says. “Right. I’m going to leave ya now. Got fucking trainin tomorrow.”

He’s halfway down the hall when he turns and says, “Oh, by the way, I called your uni. Paid the rest of your tuition, gave them some extra in case you decide you want to keep going.” Then he turns around again and actually heads to the door.

For a moment, you’re too shocked to even move but the magnitude of what he just said sinks in.

“OI,” you bellow. Jamie freezes, hand on the door handle. 

“Get. Back here,” you say, voice tight.

“Jamie,” you say once he’s sitting again, “you can’t just pay my student loans. The whole reason I never talk to the press about you is because I don’t want to be like those people who just, like, use you for your money. I had it handled and I don’t need you thinking that I’m just- just- using you. And fuck off with saying that shit in a magazine,” you continue, “You can’t just use me to make yourself more family-friendly. Saying that you like the girl who works in a fucking coffee shop so she can get through school and become an accountant. I mean, what the fuck? Just say it was a model or an actress or something, but don’t use me, because I never used you.”

Jamie shakes his head. “But it’s not like that,” he says earnestly. “I know what you’re like. I know it ain’t about the money. That’s why I said what I said. You really are the love of me life.”

You’re silent, analyzing his face. There’s nothing that indicates he’s lying, and if you can claim to know Jamie at all, you’d have to admit that this might be the most sincere you’ve ever seen him.

All you can manage is a weak, “Oh.”

“I’m really, really sorry.”

“Yeah,” you reply, “you keep saying that. I forgive you. But that doesn’t mean that I want to be friends with you.”

Jamie nods. “Yeah, no I get that, yeah. Right. I’m not looking for that. I just needed you to know.”

You’re both silent for an awkward moment.

“Right,” Jamie says again. “Guess I’d better go. I’ll see you around, I guess.”

You nod, letting Jamie see himself out.

—

“So, you’re not taking him back?”

“Brian,” you say, “why the absolute fuck would I do that?”

He laughs. “I don’t know, if I had some handsome, rich young footballer come to me with an apology that I didn’t ask for, I’d’ve snapped him right up!”

“Don’t let Caleb hear you say that,” you warn.

Brian laughs again. “Oh hon, he’s heard me say so much worse.”

You snort then turn back to the column of numbers in front of you. It’s bright and early, thirty minutes before opening. That gives you twenty minutes to finish what you’re doing before sneaking out the back door. You’re scribbling in the margins in blue glitter pen when there’s a knock on the glass door. You frown.

“Who on earth is knocking?” you ask.

Brian shrugs. “No idea,” he replies as he goes to look.

The frown stays affixed to your face. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think that Brian just lied.

He’s back a moment later.

“Think these are for you,” he says, arm full of flowers.

You drop your pen.

“What the hell,” you whisper. 

Brian just grins and places them on the table. “A nice young man in a pink tracksuit dropped them off. Said to give them to you and that he’ll have more tomorrow.”

“Fucker,” you hiss.

“Me or him?”

You glare. “Both. Either. I don’t care. Take these home to Caleb or put them around the shop. I’m leaving.”

You shuffle your papers together and flee the coffee shop, door banging behind you.

—

“Twat,” you whisper to no one in particular. 

Jamie’s delivered flowers every day for a week and a half and you’re not sure how he manages it, but he always avoids being caught by you. You’re not sure why he’s delivering them to your place of work, but you have a hunch that somehow, somehow Brian and Caleb are in on it.

It’s fucking annoying, really. They’re so beautiful and in all your favorite colors and you’re absolutely pissed off that he still knows anything personal about you.

You’re even more pissed off that you like it.

I mean, come on, he has your forgiveness; what more does he want?

The worst part is you actually miss him. You miss the Jamie you dated, the one you fell in love with but are not particularly fond of the Jamie who dumped you when he got signed for Man City. What’s to stop him from doing that again?

You decide you’re going to talk to him.

—

Brian brings in a particularly large bunch the next day and you’re on your feet in a flash. You’re out the door before he can ask where you’re going, but he doesn’t need to. He already knows. 

You look up and down the street. You know Jamie couldn’t have gotten far. 

You catch a flash of blonde hair zipping away to your right. 

“TARTT,” you bellow.

The blonde hair freezes as you march up the street.

Jamie turns and grins sheepishly, “Hey, love,” he says.

“Stop bringing me flowers. It’s fucking annoying.”

It might be Jamie’s imagination, but there seems to be slightly less rage in your eyes today.

“Thought you liked that sort of thing,” he says.

“I do,” you say, “usually. When I know why it’s happening. I don’t know why you’re doing it. You already paid my student loans and apologized. I don’t really know what else you want from me.”

“A second chance,” Jamie says promptly. “I weren’t kidding in the article. You can tell me to fuck off right now and I’ll leave you alone. Can’t promise that I’ll never hurt you again, but I can fucking guarantee it won’t be on purpose.”

You’re silent, giving Jamie the tiniest spark of hope.

“Fuck you,” you finally say. Jamie raises an eyebrow as you glare at him. “Fuck you for actually fucking changing. And for making me love you again. You’re all I can fucking think about and it’s been driving me crazy, and Brian’s been no help with all his, ‘you should call him,’ and ‘he seems like a good lad.’ He’s fucking right and I’m fucking mad about it.”

“Yeah?” Jamie asks, “Why don’t you tell me more over dinner tonight? I’ll take you on a proper date.”

You actually smile at him for the first time in ages. “Alright,” you reply, “one date. One. We’ll see where it goes from there.”

Jamie doesn’t care. You’re smiling, which means he’s already won the whole fucking thing. He’s yours again, and he’s not going to fuck it up.

[yesterdayiwrote]

Why do you hate Carmen so much? It just seems like you’re always so negative about her and I don’t understand what she’s done to warrant it?

Okay, so firstly, I don't hate her because I don't know her, but I hate what she represents and I think as the years have gone on some of her social media behaviour and the way she presents herself is incredibly disappointing and very emblematic of the dishonesty of influencer culture in general. I'll put the rest under the cut because I know some people don't like getting in to it and this might become a deep dive...

I think my main issue is I just find her Instagram persona incredibly disingenuous. She's tried/trying to carve a niche for herself as a "finance girl" and yet the reality just doesn't quite... add up. She has a degree in finance and business, she worked in finance jobs, I don't doubt she has an interest in finance, but she only has 18 months work experience and so the way she's started circling the public speaking circuit as some "women in finance" expert gives similar vibes to Mohammed Ben Sulayem reminding everyone how he's definitely a racing driver every two minutes.

I think most people know about the book scam, and I think she got off relatively lightly in terms of criticism for that, but on top of that I think the contents of the book raised more questions than it answered. She spoke about her dad being made bankrupt then a few weeks later did an interview proclaiming her parents brought her and her siblings Tommy hilfiger school coats every year. She said she wanted to make financial information more accessible to women, but she rarely references finance on her insta, unless she's profiting off of it in some way, or it's stuff you have to pay to access. She rarely offers free or accessible resources. Then of course the one I think most people have picked up on is that she claimed to want to encourage women to gain financial independence from men, yet she quit her career and her income now largely relies on her relationship with George and so there's a massive contradiction in there. She even flip-flops herself on whether she believes she's qualified to give advice or not.

Her social media output just strikes me as incredibly vapid and at times ill thought out and at the very least out of touch. There's some very questionable health information, some dodgy diet tips, a lot of sus names being recommended, a complete glut of adverts, often undisclosed.

I just think her and George have crossed into a bit of a "corporate couple" space recently as well and I just find it cringey. It all feels very fake and posed and effort-full and all contradicts George's claim that they're not chasing attention. I have multiple questions about why she's suddenly doing sponsored content for an increasing number of Mercedes sponsors...

And I get this all sounds nitpicky, and I get that none of it matters, AND that they're all guilty of doing similar. I get there's massive intricacies to influencer culture, and I probably am being unfair in some places. It's not all cut and dry and there's nuance to all these things, but I think ultimately my feeling is just that a lot of the main wag admirers are young girls who perhaps don't realise that what they're seeing isn't attainable or realistic. They see it online and they think having a career in finance means getting to travel the world and work in hotels on your own schedule. That you can work and swan around Monaco hanging out on yachts and drinking coffee and it sets them up to have an unrealistic idea of adulthood... which later down the line contributes to them feeling inferior. The kids aren't alright because social media lets them think they've failed for not achieving the unachievable. God I'm in my thirties and even I get caught up by it still?

No, she's not solely responsible for that, but she's contributing to the problem and as I said the other day in an ask game, I think all wags deserve more scrutiny for how they conduct themselves online. She is just the one that I come into contact with more because I follow George. I feel sorry for her to some extent because I think she's just got caught up in the pressure of trying to be something specific in her influencing exploits and in the process has kind of forgotten to just be... herself? She's just... not my type of person?u

[hoovesandfloorpaws]

manip designed by the wonderful Shay @hl-obsessed 💕

[this post is now complete ✅]

PART 1

📌 here is my TAGLIST These posts were not all initially started by me, but I added to them in a way that I find it important to save/share information for later.

• Complete Larry Tattoo Timeline w/ pictures & meta [always up to date]

• Louis Companies Overview + Meta • incl. 78 Productions as his record label & his 2021 idea to start a management company (April 2025)

• Two Ghosts Music Video • plot and analysis (April 2025)

• Louis' Award Corner Masterpost (Feb 2025)

• Harry&Louis And Rings a timeline with the 6 rings that started it all + meta

• extended thoughts on Harry and Louis, then and now. with a lot of love and hope 🏳️‍🌈 (Nov 2024)

• my first listen to Fine Line (the song) 😭🏳️‍⚧️ (Jan 2025)

• Harry, women, feminism, and misogyny in patriarchy "the notion that you’d only treat women nicely if you’d also like to have sex with them is sexist and misogynistic, and a direct product of the patriarchy." [...] when Harry loudly cherishes, uplifts, and respects women the way he does, [...] it doesn’t automatically mean that he’d want to have sex with them."

• extended thoughts on Harry & Louis and My Policeman

• Louis making heart-eyes at his ~~~Wall aka. a 2020 interview incl. facial language analysis + video edit, 2020

• Body language analysis of the Babygate announcement on Good Morning America, 2015 (half of the post is by the wonderful skepticalarrie)

• big sappy hours thinking about Harry & Louis writing songs together

• 3 of Harry's companies being overdue for their Accounts (Jan 2025) and why there’s nothing to worry about (April 2025)

• re: Kate Nash's video of tour finance problems and my personal professional insight on live music industry, shady business and financial tour hardships (Feb 2025)

• UK marriage records and name changes

• extended thoughts on Harry & Louis getting tattoos together

• Larry in Paris 2012 all interviews + extended thoughts on their closeting and the music industry's homophobia

• video: Larry in Paris 2012, THE iconic Harry & Louis "boyfriend" part

• video: Larry in Paris 2012, "I'll get you for that tonight" + Harry: *squeak*

• video edit of Louis fonding at Harry's answers, 2015

• video: Harry Styles' Nose Scrunch fest at James Corden incl. thatsnotthedonnydome, bluewinnerangel and twopoppies' great prior analysis of what really happened, meaning: Harry wasn't jealous at all, he was supportive as heck of Louis 🥹 (2015)

• Liam & Louis for Gogglebox, 2018, little analysis/summary (TW cancer, death, grief)

• Sugarscape's Fourplay challenge w/ Harry & Liam incl. YT comments, Dec 2014

• Harry & Louis about You & I (2014)

• video: Harry "Did I stutter?" Styles + "I worked in a bakery!" (2017)

• sometimes i like to sit and admire what 2011 was like (Larry tweets)

• a summary: The Ball Bowl interview incl. video, pics, early 2013

• FIMQ's #LoveWins video means the world to me

• thoughts after watching Zane Lowe's interview with Harry, 2022

• my favorite parts of the Better Homes & Gardens interview and more thoughts in the tags, 2022 (vulnerability on Harry's terms 💖)

• "I wonder if Harry was there to take care of Louis with his broken arm" - thoughts + meta (2022)

• Harry and Larry and Swim Deep, 2019 / 2020 incl. meta

• video: Lou asking for a kiss, Harry stroking his cheek instead and Louis airblowing a kiss to him in slowmo, 2012

• Harry with silver streaks manip, 2014

• some mpreg manips of Harry & Lou, 2014 (don't like, don't click!)

• all my silver fox Louis dreams came true while I was gone (2024)

• what a crazy random happenstance, 2019

• with peace and love, newer larries 🙏🏼 (2024)

• the day i made my most reblogged and meme'd manip and gossip magazines suddenly couldn't read the word "manip" before publishing their articles and then people tweeted it at Harry July 2, 2014 (and a few months later, Harry truly unlocked the bun achievement 🥹)

• thoughts on Made In The A.M., Oct 2024

• extended thoughts on Louis' PR 2025 + the post-covid perspective (main part by themotherofallthings)

• my absolute All Along meltdown after the first listen

• "Anyone else here on their anniversary?" - Harry, on the date of Louis' & his' anniversary + YT comments, 2015

• Harry & his 🌈 mug, 2015

• More Than This live & interview, June 2012

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short or funny posts: 1 - Harry ✨Dancing Queen✨ Styles 2 - Chef Louis and people in the tags losing it 🥒 3 - "let him COOK" - nobody, ever 4 - Louis eating a hot dog (non-sexual) 🌭 (2014, so eepy) 5 - Harry loves cock-shaped things 6 - 50% me, 50% FIMQ: "Louis, what does BBC stand for?" 7 - a perfectly cut ending 💦 8 - crack video: Louis: *HONK* 9 - the day of Lairport 2.0 and Harry with the AIMH tweet flag 10 - Harry & the harpies 11 - tiny heart attack thanks to Lou's Twitter 12 - soft Larry memes pt. 1 13 - soft Larry memes pt. 2 14 - ouch 💔 (cw liam's death) 15 - gushing about Little White Lies live video from 2015 16 - I often think about Grease-loving theater baby Louis 17 - what listening to Midnight Memories during work hours feels like 18 - crying about Jay's tweet with the H&L plushies sitting their house 19 - crack video: One Direction proving they never finished school 20 - i had no clue Zayn never toured before the end of 2024 21 - to everyone who got to see 1D live.. 22 - video: Harry on Harryween 2021 reading a fan sign "i came with ex for you!" 23 - video: 1D interview for Four + funny YT comments 24 - Niall isn't get paid enough for this 25 - Louis' absolute cute hedgehog of a smile regarding a question of "Harry proposing" 26 - everything reminds me of Harry and Louis 27 - when Vanity Fair writes Larry fanfic, 2016 28 - crack video: Harry Styles with absolutely no context incl. YT comments 29 - there's a difference between loving proof and needing proof. 30 - yes, i know it's not 100% sure he meant "boyfriend", but Harry, too, is capable of using Google Translate 31 - my brain is a sieve sometimes 32 - losing my marbles over Louis' Out Of My System 33 - SHOOKETHNESS after listening to Faith In The Future for the first time 34 - what wouldn't I give to see Harry dancing to Louis' music and/or vice versa 35 - gentle reminder re: grief 36 - never change, Niall 37 - Harry gives me hope 38 - mcFreakin losin' it over the "vodka! straight? no, gay!" live video of Harry incl. “Happy Pride! 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️“

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long rants in the tags: 1 - when it's all said and done i'm so glad larries exist, bc when people look back they'll know that we told the truth, Jan 2025 2 - fuck that invasive, disrespectful asshole of an interviewer from GQ, 2013 3 - fuck stalkers, 2025 4 - Harry and Louis and fate, 2024 5 - Harry and Louis are each other's rock, 2024

[trashland-llamas]

Blind Leading the Blind

AO3 link // Gn! Reader

Matt Murdock finds it funny that out of everyone who answered the call for a roommate, he ended up picking someone that had low vision. Reader had learned about the apartment opening from Foggy, as they had been openly complaining about the difficulty in finding an affordable place.

And Foggy, from what he knew about them, didn't think it'd hurt to mention that his other closest friend was having the same problem. Trusting Reader's character with what he had garnered about them in their shared legal history lectures. Foggy convinces Matt to give them a shot.

Aware that he was close to giving up on finding a roommate. He'd just have to pick up more hours at work and squeeze every penny. Having a roommate would make the finances easier. Less of a burden on the mind. So Murdock conducts an interview with them as they're sat across from one another with a cup of coffee. Surprisingly it goes well. Reader moves in towards the end of that week. Not owning much, the bare essentials were packed up into two duffel bags.

Having learned from said interview that their vision issues include that of solar retinopathy, macular degeneration, and astigmatism.

The first condition made their eyes extremely sensitive to light. Having clarified that they didn't get it after looking directly at the sun during a solar eclipse.

It did also make the fact that Murdock tended to not use any of the overhead fluorescent fixtures wasn't that big a bother. Plus the times they did need light, they could simply flick a switch.

Reader would wear sunglasses more often in summer time than winter. The sunlight would annoyingly reflect off the snow. Having transition lenses on their glasses where they inherently turn into sunglasses whenever it's remotely sunny outside.

With the macular degeneration, they can't recognize people in crowds. Something both Foggy and Murdock knew well after waving at them multiple times over the years and being ignored. Having to go up to them instead.

'It's not a person,' Matt would offhandedly remark when he noticed they stood in one spot for longer than a few seconds. Other times laughing when he'd hear them say, 'oops, that's a person,' realizing that they had accidentally been giving a stranger the death stare.

'Wasn't there glass in that cabinet before?' He does sometimes gaslight them when it comes to Daredevil stuff. Reader had only noticed after a few days when it looked off. There was no longer a glare where there should be. And the shadow was off.

Another thing is that sometimes when cleaning up a spill, they'll pat the surface to double check they haven't blatantly missed a spot. It's easier when the substance leaves behind a sticky residue. If they do miss a spot, Matt doesn't mind cleaning it up himself as Reader tries to keep the space tidy. Keeping their things out of the walkway despite not really needing to with his heightened senses.

The astigmatism exposes itself more whenever Reader forgets their glasses than when they do wear them. Holding papers closer to their eyes to read. Otherwise having to squint if they were to hold them at the usual distance. Even with the papers being closer, the lines of text don't remain level.

They have also been relegated to passenger monarch along with Matt after scaring Foggy and Karen with their driving. As they deal with the characteristic streaky lights along with guessing how far/close away the traffic lights are. Also guessing where the yellow line was. Stressing everyone in the vehicle out, including themselves as they try not to crash with rain pelting their window shields.

'How the hell did you manage to get your license?' 'No clue, genuinely thought they would've restricted me to daytime driving by this point.' Luckily with the city they all live in, they can get anywhere they need to on foot.

[justforbooks]

The DeepSeek panic reveals an AI world ready to blow❗💥

The R1 chatbot has sent the tech world spinning – but this tells us less about China than it does about western neuroses

The arrival of DeepSeek R1, an AI language model built by the Chinese AI lab DeepSeek, has been nothing less than seismic. The system only launched last week, but already the app has shot to the top of download charts, sparked a $1tn (£800bn) sell-off of tech stocks, and elicited apocalyptic commentary in Silicon Valley. The simplest take on R1 is correct: it’s an AI system equal in capability to state-of-the-art US models that was built on a shoestring budget, thus demonstrating Chinese technological prowess. But the big lesson is perhaps not what DeepSeek R1 reveals about China, but about western neuroses surrounding AI.

For AI obsessives, the arrival of R1 was not a total shock. DeepSeek was founded in 2023 as a subsidiary of the Chinese hedge fund High-Flyer, which focuses on data-heavy financial analysis – a field that demands similar skills to top-end AI research. Its subsidiary lab quickly started producing innovative papers, and CEO Liang Wenfeng told interviewers last November that the work was motivated not by profit but “passion and curiosity”.

This approach has paid off, and last December the company launched DeepSeek-V3, a predecessor of R1 with the same appealing qualities of high performance and low cost. Like ChatGPT, V3 and R1 are large language models (LLMs): chatbots that can be put to a huge variety of uses, from copywriting to coding. Leading AI researcher Andrej Karpathy spotted the company’s potential last year, commenting on the launch of V3: “DeepSeek (Chinese AI co) making it look easy today with an open weights release of a frontier-grade LLM trained on a joke of a budget.” (That quoted budget was $6m – hardly pocket change, but orders of magnitude less than the $100m-plus needed to train OpenAI’s GPT-4 in 2023.)

R1’s impact has been far greater for a few different reasons.

First, it’s what’s known as a “chain of thought” model, which means that when you give it a query, it talks itself through the answer: a simple trick that hugely improves response quality. This has not only made R1 directly comparable to OpenAI’s o1 model (another chain of thought system whose performance R1 rivals) but boosted its ability to answer maths and coding queries – problems that AI experts value highly. Also, R1 is much more accessible. Not only is it free to use via the app (as opposed to the $20 a month you have to pay OpenAI to talk to o1) but it’s totally free for developers to download and implement into their businesses. All of this has meant that R1’s performance has been easier to appreciate, just as ChatGPT’s chat interface made existing AI smarts accessible for the first time in 2022.

Second, the method of R1’s creation undermines Silicon Valley’s current approach to AI. The dominant paradigm in the US is to scale up existing models by simply adding more data and more computing power to achieve greater performance. It’s this approach that has led to huge increases in energy demands for the sector and tied tech companies to politicians. The bill for developing AI is so huge that techies now want to leverage state financing and infrastructure, while politicians want to buy their loyalty and be seen supporting growing companies. (See, for example, Trump’s $500bn “Stargate” announcement earlier this month.) R1 overturns the accepted wisdom that scaling is the way forward. The system is thought to be 95% cheaper than OpenAI’s o1 and uses one tenth of the computing power of another comparable LLM, Meta’s Llama 3.1 model. To achieve equivalent performance at a fraction of the budget is what’s truly shocking about R1, and it’s this that has made its launch so impactful. It suggests that US companies are throwing money away and can be beaten by more nimble competitors.

But after these baseline observations, it gets tricky to say exactly what R1 “means” for AI. Some are arguing that R1’s launch shows we’re overvaluing companies like Nvidia, which makes the chips integral to the scaling paradigm. But it’s also possible the opposite is true: that R1 shows AI services will fall in price and demand will, therefore, increase (an economic effect known as Jevons paradox, which Microsoft CEO Satya Nadella helpfully shared a link to on Monday). Similarly, you might argue that R1’s launch shows the failure of US policy to limit Chinese tech development via export controls on chips. But, as AI policy researcher Lennart Heim has argued, export controls take time to work and affect not just AI training but deployment across the economy. So, even if export controls don’t stop the launches of flagships systems like R1, they might still help the US retain its technological lead (if that’s the outcome you want).

All of this is to say that the exact effects of R1’s launch are impossible to predict. There are too many complicating factors and too many unknowns to say what the future holds. However, that hasn’t stopped the tech world and markets reacting in a frenzy, with CEOs panicking, stock prices cratering, and analysts scrambling to revise predictions for the sector. And what this really shows is that the world of AI is febrile, unpredictable and overly reactive. This a dangerous combination, and if R1 doesn’t cause a destructive meltdown of this system, it’s likely that some future launch will.

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[stuckinapatriarchalbullshitland]

Hey Stuck,

Hope all is well. So you notice we've reached the phase of the agreement where they now have to promote the boyfriend and the relationship lol. So we start with the intrigue (the hints being dropped.) The staged pap photo of her with the mystery man in Ibiza. Then everyone wants to know who's that guy she's with lol Then we get the Deuxmoi hints with no photos saying she was spotted on a "Date" with a actor who has similar features to our "not billionaire" and then another one saying she was on a walk looking all loved up with a dark haired guy (remember Roger and Gian follow this site.) Now her fans wants to know who's that guy lol. Shortly after she goes on Call Her Daddy and barely talks about the album but they talk about "relationships" (remember she already interviewed with them about the album before it dropped.) Then the question gets asked, "are you seeing someone?" and she says there's an ember of a spark with someone. Now we're off lol and again her fans want to know who's that guy? We get another Deuxmoi post officially with a name this time no photos saying she was all loved up with the not billionaire lol. We got all the intrigue now we officially got a name. And her fans are off trying to connect the dots and then a mystery photo shows up that's not so clear with her next to him and then they say that's him that's the guy she's dating that's the billionaire. Problem is no one is really 100% sure yet. But ppl are interested especially because he's supposed to be this billionaire heir fashion guy. (Her fans are like, he's going to pay for her tour, he's going to finance CC5, he's the reason she's getting all these shows) Fucking idiots!

C comes out with a photo with a caption saying when she's recharging she goes missing blah blah, 2 days later we get the unofficial reveal in every angle in 4k (on her favorite reveal spot) THE BEACH lol. Now we get all the headlines about her and the supposed billionaire heir (fed by the manager and publicist by the way) Then the Bafta and afterparties etc. .... Now we've hit the point where we have to make it really official and announce it to the world lol. (Remember the tour is coming soon, rehearsals etc.) It was obvious what was about to happen, C does a radio interview before this recent show and the lady ask about Sally Rooney and her book and series normal people and C brings up how it made her "want to have a bf. " the interviewer doesn't lean into it, then she asks about what she thought about Paul Mescal who plays a character in the series and she answers “I can’t say anything about it because I’m dating someone right now.” Lol ok what does that have to do with anything. Well it has a lot because it's time to promote the relationship. I knew it, because a few days later we got pics and videos of them ALL OVER in EVERY ANGLE and in 4k lmao. C in the videos are all like where's my bf, this is my bf, and it's so in your face like GUYS LOOK AT ME I HAVE A BF!!! lol The fans and everyone are eating this shit up lol then you have these fans that are like omg she's never acted this way with her bf's, she's never looked at them like that. I can literally show shots with each one of them with her looking just like that side by side. Mind you, her and Mendes courtside clippers game exists, so these ppl can spare me with that bs.

Regardless of what ppl want to say they are using this for publicity and it's obvious. You google her name right now and its him and her the 1st things that pop up. For the ppl who want to believe it's real ok fine (I don't believe for a second this is real) but, real couples are used for PR as well. A good publicist can and will use anything to bring attention to their client especially when they have something to promote or need an excuse for something. Example JLO's ticket sales were abysmal she waited and used her marital issues and eventual upcoming divorce as an excuse to cancel her tour.

C gets the most attention for 2 things hate and she gets a lot of that and her RELATIONSHIPS. Example last yr she got a lot of hate and attention from fans during the I luv it rollout because of the Charli XCX drama and them saying she copied Charli which her useless team didn't take advantage of. She got a bunch of hate and attention when she naively attempted to defend Drake during his beef with Kendrick and fans started dragging her up and down calling her a racist which really fucked up her rollout. There was the ice purse drama that got her a lot of hate and attention. Then there was the fake love triangle drama with Sabrina which again her stupid ass team didn't take advantage of with June Gloom. So that is the hate that garnered her attention and then there's the Mendes situation that takes us to the relationship attention. Her and Mendes were just spotted briefly next to each other at a soccer game (honestly I wouldn't be surprised if it was planned) but that shit was talked about for WEEEKKKKSSSSS. Both she and him dropped albums that didn't really make any noise in the media but them "possibly" getting back together got so much attention. Now we got the not billionaire. Her mgmt and pr team I'm sure understands this too and let's not be naive in thinking they don't contribute to it too. Her team is old school and that old school thinking is all press is good press. As long as the ppl are talking regardless of whether it's good or bad as long as they are talking about you.

I feel like C and a lot of ppl that come from that Taylor tree like operating this way. Just look at the Sabrina and Barry PR story with a touch of Mendes drama. She did it well. Which takes me to C and this new show. Ppl seem to think just because he's not a celebrity that somehow eliminates it from being a PR lol If only ppl understood how deceptive this world is and also why they continue to operate this way because there's more ppl that will buy the fiction and that's ok too. Imo he's the perfect PR he has no social media, there's not a lot of information about him and he has a famous last name and a sister who is a fashion designer. I see some CS being ignorant saying he's broke. He is definitely not, he's just not a billionaire. Then there's the ppl that find out and wonder why does it matter whether he's a billionaire heir or not. Well it matters for the sake of the story. A billionaire heir to a luxury goods empire is more interesting than a millionaire insurance guy which is why every headline mentions his last name and that he is a billionaire heir. (Quick Note: Michel Chalhoub's only remaining son is Patrick Chalhoub his other son Anthony passed away and Patrick's son is Michael Chalhoub who is now CEO of the Chalhoub group after his father stepped down. No Henry)

C has an upcoming tour and possibly an upcoming album after the tour. She needs to stay in the public eye, keep ppl interested and talking. This is a method that celebrities use and as long as they are cool with it and the ppl are interested, it serves it's purpose. (As far as the potential upcoming album it can be used to relate to certain lyrics and songs. Taylor is the master at that) The thing that irritates me especially with CS is, if you don't think it's real why are you still engaging with the content and arguing with other fans who buy the fairytale. You are doing exactly what they want. You are giving it the attention and the engagement. Just ignore the shit and keep it moving. These fights and stuff I've seen over the past few days and over time with the factions of C's fandom is just dumb and then they drag L into it to criticize her and talk shit about her who has nothing to do with any of this to make the guy look good. It makes no sense man. Just ignore it and focus on the content they share that you like.

Anyway Stuck until next time friend.

Well... you said it perfectly, my friend. There is nothing more to add

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Hi, you mentioned TW recently and I remembered what a disaster it was. The lack of effort and interest in making things work makes me wish that production had never seen the light of day.

But it also made me think of the problem it caused, which now seems to have been overcome. I'd like to get your opinion on this: how do men/friends handle the situation when they work together and attempts to take over the business or franchise arise? I know that the business factor has to be considered, but my question is, once the issues are resolved, does the esteem and image remain? Is it a case of forgive and forget, or forgive but don't forget?

It is worth noting that in the TW case there were interviews and accusations, some of them false and outright lies, which to some extent protected and attacked the public image, and of course a legacy was at stake. On top of that, the way it was publicised was sordid and generally a real mess.

Is it easy for men to forget these actions, do they forgive or do they hold grudges?

I ask because I think you can shed some light on this doubt, and you are aware of the whole context. Thanks for reading.

Forgive but don't forget. When the boundaries between work-friend and actual friend are blurred, it often falls on the betrayed to take a step back and determine what are the facts i.e. did he sabotage me or did he act without me in mind?  Did he put his interest first and it resulted in me suffering harm?  Depending on Jared’s answer, it may change how he sees his circumstances.  Then there is the added complexity of competition for jobs in an industry with 97% unemployment rate. 

On top of that is the natural competitiveness among males, even between friends.  Men go through the competition phase with each other in order to determine hierarchy and once that’s established, they then “reconcile” and move into the cooperative phase.  The difference between men and women is men are not supposed to leave the cooperative phase while women have no problem going from competitive to cooperative and back to competitive phase.  It’s why “frenemies” exist among women more so than men.

Jensen goes back to competing with Jared because of the scarcity of jobs in the post-SPN era and due to the codependent-ish nature of their friendship, Jensen is also competing for Jared to show that he is good enough for Jared because from Jensen’s perspective, he has known for at least 2 years since before season 13 that Jared was leaving Supernatural and to him, that also means Jared has been leaving Jensen for 2 years. In my experience from witnessing some real life enmeshed and codependents, people like Jensen don’t feel good enough and so tries to take the “mature” route by avoiding talking to their friend while feverishly working at themselves or at their jobs.  In Jensen’s case, the prequel-turned-retconned-sequel.

Jared is not competing with Jensen because he has a thriving career, and in the post-SPN era Jensen’s actions didn’t cost Jared’s career, such promotion or a job. So it makes it possible for Jared to forgive Jensen if he choose to see the betrayal as mistakes that wasn’t malicious, but as business actions.  Plus Jared may feel he partially owes his success to Jensen for talking him out of breaking is SPN contract after season 3, thus saving him from getting blacklisted by furious producers for costing them lucrative syndication deals.

Finally, Jared can forgive Jensen because he’s a friend, not a spouse.  We can tolerate a lot of red flags in friends, my friend can be bad with money and make very questionable life choices, and if worse comes to worse down the road, I’ll just stop hanging out with my friend.  But those same red flags can’t be tolerated in potential life-partners because the stakes are so much higher: buy property together, combining finances, raise a child (or pet) together, and rely on each other 100% when times get rough i.e. ill health.