#justin was number one last year

[huhniebowl]

French Toast?

dominic fike x reader

warning(s); none!

Listen to 7 hours when reading!:)

a/n: yeah, im whipping these mf's OUT! thank you for this yummy request!

this is short but fun. also calling myself out heavy here...i 100% went through both the justin bieber and bts phase...

*still editing this a bit, so bear with me!*

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You don’t obsess.

You’ve never had a One Direction phase. You never had the primal urge to deck your walls with Justin Bieber posters, and you never succumbed to the fanfictions of BTS.

You’re firm on the narrative that obsessing over someone who has no idea who you are, a complete waste of time. So you never indulged. 

So why is it that you’re leaning against a barricade, a sign below your feet with, “Dominic, play your unreleased shit!” written in big sparkly bubble letters. 

Pierced tits showing nice and pretty under a fitted white t-shirt you made just for the show.

“Fuck me Dominic Fuck!” ironed on the front. His actual last name printed small and in parentheses under the second fuck. 

Your wordplay landed perfectly. Other fans coming up to you with laughs and praise.

"You know," Ian, your best friend's boyfriend, begins, giving a playful glance as you slip your phone into your mini purse, "I still can't believe you've succumbed to this."

"Ian's got a point," Aria chimes in, leaning into him.

"You beat the One Direction phase, but this? This is the one you can’t beat?” She raises an eyebrow.

You roll your eyes.

"Fuck off," You start, uncrossing your arms and sliding your manicured nails into the pockets of your low-rise jeans, "This is perfectly normal, thank you very much. Mind your business."

You jut your hip out, and lean your weight to your right leg.

"Besides, I’d rather this than the Larry allegations.” You stick your tongue out.

Aria gasps, "You didn't!"

"Oh, she most certainly did," Ian confirms with a nod, stepping out of the way.

Before you can revel in your victory, Aria launches herself at you, locking you in a loose headlock. Laughter fills the air as she swings you around, and soon, the three of you are engrossed in conversation.

Occasionally pestering Ian to snap some photos of you and Aria as the field begins to fill up.

Amidst the chatter, you lose track of time.

Engaging with a girl behind you who complimented your shirt. You share a laugh with her as you recall having to fight with a 10-year-old for the last pack of sparkly iron-on letters at Michaels. 

You’re handing her phone back with your number saved when the lights start to dim, and whip around to your bestfriend, smiling big.

"Oh my fuck, it's time, it's time!" You squeal, grabbing onto her arm.

Your heart races, pounding against your ribs, as adrenaline courses through your veins.

With the rest of the crowd, you scream at the top of your lungs, cupping your hands around your mouth to amplify the sound.

A single bulb illuminates the stage and outsteps Dominic. Bathed in golden light.

Your breath catches in your throat, and your eyes widen at the sight of him so close.

He looks unreal.

Dominic extends his hands in his signature heart as the opening instrumental of "How Much Is Weed" begins to play.

You steal a glance at Aria, both of you screaming the first few lyrics together before dancing. Shaking your heads, and moving your hands as you rap the lyrics bar for bar.

Completely losing yourselves in the moment.

About 30 minutes into his set, Dominic launches into "7 Hours," your favorite off the album. 

Aria shouts, and it rings with your own, as you both grasp each other's shoulders in anticipation. She knows you’ve been waiting for this one. 

"I just wish that you would move round me, move round me," Dominic's voice fills the air, wisping goosebumps over your body.

You find yourself captivated.

Unable to put into words how hearing the song live feels. There's a rawness to his voice that transcends the studio version and you wish you could forever hear it like this.

Closing your eyes, you give in to the pulsating rhythm, slowly spinning in a circle and moving your hips in a way that's usually reserved for after a few tequila shots.

The new friend you made earlier joins in, hyping you up alongside Aria, while the golden stage lighting envelops you in its warm glow.

It's a sensation you haven't felt in ages, an intoxicating blend of music and friends. You feel comfortable in your skin, like you're hottest here, and you poke your ass out just a bit during your last twirl.

As the chorus returns, you throw your hands up in the air and lean against both girls, belting out the lyrics with all your heart while swaying to the beat.

As you open your eyes, momentarily blinded by the lights, a chill runs through you.

You find yourself locking eyes with Dominic, his gaze piercing and intense as he sings. His eyes linger on your face before trailing down to your body, a faint grin tugging at the corners of his lips as if he's reading the words on your shirt.

Just as quickly as the moment began, Dominic diverts his attention back to the crowd. 

You try to shake off the idea that he was actually looking at you. There’s no way, you tell yourself; surely, he was just scanning the audience, his eyes drifting past you to someone else in the sea of fans.

But then, he glances over at you again, and again, and another time after that.

It became clear that he’s singling you out amidst the sea of faces. His eyes, pools of depth and intensity, captivating you with each lingering look.

Entire verses pass with your eyes locked in a silent exchange, a language of longing? Desire? You're not sure, but you know you don't want him to look at anyone else around you like this.

You're in awe by the intensity of his attention.

Sooner than you'd like, his second segment ends. And the world that was created just for you two, shatters.

You let out a breath and try to calm how jittery you feel. Nerves running wild as you get ready to hold up your little sign, and brace yourself for what's to come as Dominic prepares to address the audience.

"There's a girl up here," he laughs, "Who, I swear I locked eyes with for the majority of that set." The crowd erupts into screams.

Glancing over at your best friend, your eyes widen. When you turn back toward the stage, Dominic is indeed looking right at you.

"What's your name?" He asks, bending down on the edge of the stage and holding his mic out to you.

With your stomach in knots, you manage to speak your name into the mic without stuttering, thanks to the grace of whatever god is out there.

Dominic attempts to repeat it but ends up completely butchering it. Seeing your laugh as you shake you head, he places the mic back to your lips, clearly hears your name, and pronounces it correctly.

"That's a beautiful name," He grins, "Not as beautiful as you though." The screams ring louder and your eyebrows raise.

You're not sure if you're still breathing at this point. Dominic backs up towards his mic stand and leans on it.

"Her shirt says 'Fuck me Dominic Fuck,'" He announces with a shake of his head, "My last name in the tinest font possible under the fuck that should be Fike." The crowd roars, and Dom lets out a breathless chuckle.

"I don't know," He drawls out your name, his voice carrying a playful tone as he sways with his mic stand, commanding the stage with effortless charm.

"I'd be down, but at least take me out to dinner first?" He tilts his head with a simper, sending the fans into a frenzy.

Aria curses excitedly, her phone camera poised to capture the entire moment.

Feeling a surge of confidence, you find your voice again and begin shouting something back, prompting Dominic to step forward, thrusting the mic in your direction.

"You're right, I'm sorry. Let's go get french toast after this," You offer. "The thick kind, not the thin shit."

His laughter rings out boyishly and he throws his head back.

It's a sound that makes your stomach flutter, the only sound you ever want to hear.

"I'm not usually like this, I swear," Dominic points, his movements fluid as he untangles himself from his orange mic cord.

"ButImdownmeetmebackstage. Okaynextsongletsgo!" He talks so fast that you almost didn't hear, and your mouth drops before you laugh.

It's loud, and unfiltered, and you just can't believe your life right now.

Especially when one of the stage crew members hands you a backstage lanyard over the barricade. Your ears ring at the amount of screams that comes from the fans around you.

For the umpteenth time tonight, Dominic catches your eye, and with a wink he launches into AntPile.

You blow him kiss, and goofily wink back.

You know he saw it.

[beardedmrbean]

In a classic example of better late than never, a Federal Court in Canada ruled on Tuesday that Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau's invocation of The Emergencies Act in 2022, used to crush the largest and most peaceful protest in Canadian history, was "unreasonable," "unjustified," and "violated the fundamental freedoms" set out in Canada's constitution.

The case was brought to the court by a number of individual applicants as well as several Canadian civiil liberties groups, including the Canadian Constitution Foundation and the Canadian Civil Liberties Association. And in the decision, Federal Court Justice Richard Mosley expressed what every trucker and other participant in the trucker's Freedom Convoy knew to be true: There was no justification for granting the government powers that amounted to near Marshall Law over a protest that was 100 percent peaceful, with no violence or property damage committed—that is, until the Emergencies Act was passed, and the police trampled grandmothers under horses, fired tear gas canisters at journalists within point blank range, beat protesters down and smashed the windows of the truckers rigs, and generally deployed the type of violence that the government had knowingly falsely accused the truckers of engaging in.

The government also froze the bank accounts of truckers, seized donated funds, and shut down of the economic lives of hundreds of Canadian citizens, a draconian measure which shocked the world.

Every protester and trucker who took part in the Convoy knew that the government and it's bought and paid for media were lying to the public about the Freedom Convoy, and though it feels good to once again be proven correct, that doesn't change what happened. It also doesn't change the division in Canadian society which took place under COVID, and it remains to be seen if this ruling will put an end to the ongoing punishments of various Freedom Convoy protesters which continue to this day.

For example, the trial of Tamara Lich and Chris Barber, who emerged as public faces and leaders of the Ottawa portion of the Freedom Convoy, has now become the longest mischief trial in Canadian history. Finally getting underway in September of last year, the trial proceeded in fits and starts into December, and is set to resume in February.

Or take Guy Meisner, a trucker from Nova Scotia, was one of the first to be arrested and charged when the crackdown began after the Emergencies Act was invoked. He will be back in Ottawa near the end of February for the ninth time to face his "mischief" charges.

Then there is the case of Christine Decaire, a woman who protested in Ottawa and was charged by the police, who was acquitted last year; much like this ruling today, however, The Crown has decided to appeal her acquittal. To drag an innocent person back to court is the kind of grossly vindictive behavior on the part of the Trudeau Government that they have become well known for.

There are dozens of cases like this working their way through the system.

And then we have The Coutts Four, a group of men who were arrested in Alberta right before the Emergencies Act was invoked and have been kept in custody without bail nor trial ever since. Hopes are high that this ruling may help change their circumstances, but it has now been two years since they have seen their families, which is a grossly offensive situation, especially in a country where nearly everyone gets bail.

All of these cases point to a level of vindictive cruelty on the part of this government as constituted under Trudeau, who was only too happy to champion the fair treatment of someone who fought on the side of The Taliban in Afghanistan and was later apprehended by American forces. Champion the rights of his own peaceful citizens to a fair trial? Apparently that is beneath the Prime Minister.

Trudeau's deputy, Chrystia Freeland was behind the bank account freezing acting as Finance Minister, and she appeared almost immediately after the ruling to announce that her government would be appealing, claiming to "remind Canadians how serious the situation was." This though all the evidence and testimony presented in 2022 at the official inquest into the invocation of the Emergencies Act found that no threats existed, and everything the media said about the truckers was a fabrication.

Justin Trudeau has remarked in the past that Canada is a "post-national" state that has "no core identity," yet when that identity asserted itself to say enough is enough to the strictures of his punishing COVID Regime, he was only too happy to unleash the full power of his "post-national" state to attack these citizens whom he holds in utter contempt.

It appears that there is no ruling Trudeau will not appeal or lawfare he will not pursue to ensure punishment of the enemies of his party.

Justin Trudeau is not a leader, but merely a narcissistic tyrant. This week was only the latest evidence.

Gord Magill is a trucker, writer, and commentator, and can be found at www.autonomoustruckers.substack.com.

The views expressed in this article are the writer's own.

[lilithgreye]

9 in Numerology

There’s a lot of people who talk badly about this number but I personally believe it’s because they’re trying to hide the power of it. I don’t agree with the bad things a lot of numerologists say about it or with a lot of what numerologists say in general so a lot of this will be things you probably haven’t read online

• 9’s are not master numbers but they do have an ability no other number has which is to enhance others numerological energy and make them a better version of themself. They are also one of the most creative life path numbers

• 9’s get along the least with 11’s. Romantically/sexually we sometimes will still be attracted to our enemy number though so you have to force yourself to avoid them. Usually bad things happen when these numbers come together. It’s also seen in many world events such as the 9/11 twin tower incident, the flight 191 (unscrambled 911) crash, the number 911 to call in negative situations, etc. You should also avoid flying on 9 days, 11 days, or 7 days

• 18’s are the most powerful 9’s. 27’s tend to be the ones to struggle more with things like addiction

• 9 is one of the numbers of beauty in numerology. These people are often seen as some of the most beautiful people by society unless they have bad karma they have not yet worked through. They must work through karma to have a glow up. Karma shows in your appearance

• Many people with a 9 in their birthday are performers, singers, rappers, or some kind of entertainer. They were basically born to be a star

examples: elvis presley, justin bieber, ariana grande

• 9’s are one of the most intelligent numbers and tend to be one of the smartest people in the room since it represents the mind. They’re very deep people that are often misunderstood and seen as “stupid” but when you get to know them you’ll find that they’re highly intelligent and spiritually connected

• 9 is a femi(nine) number which is why they’re highly connected to the spiritual realm just as women are. Women’s body’s are a literal portal. It’s how a spirit can enter their womb and come into this world. Women are very powerful spirits

• Many numerologists try and say 9 life path’s are the youngest souls or that they’re dumb or naive but this is a complete lie. The youngest souls in the matrix are life path 1’s and life path 3’s (not that this is a bad thing it doesn’t mean they’re stupid)

• Since I’ve said so many positive things about 9’s I will mention some of their negative traits is that they can sometimes be egotistical, they can have lots of ups and downs with their love life, they can sometimes be scammers, and they can easily manipulate others since they can easily appear as something they’re not

• Going off of the last note because people with 9 energy can easily appear as something they’re not they tend to make amazing actors as well. The type of actors who are so talented you forget they’re acting sometimes

examples: johnny depp (9 day), timothee chalamet (9 day and life path), morgan freeman (lifepath 9), marilyn monroe (born in a 9 year)

• A lot of men born under 9 energy can be hardcore simps and obsessed with women which personally I find attractive. Depending on their other numbers they sometimes tend to be on the more feminine or soft side too

• A random fun fact about 9 is that anything you multiply by 9 will always reduce to 9 again. 9 is everything/infinity. Example: 9x5=45 -> 4+5=9 — 9x10=90 -> 9+0=9

lilithgreye

[ciaonicole85]

Chapter 2: Getting to Know You

I recently wrote a post-season 2 story about Carmy helping with Sydney's apartment search. I wanted to back track a little to get into his head space just after the Friends and Family almost disaster, but prior to the apartment hunt, during which he is hopelessly crushing on Sydney. Mostly, it's backstory and gives more context to why Carmen is who he is :)

When Carmy stumbled frozen and broken out of the walk-in the night of Friends and Family, Sydney was waiting for him. However, something in his eyes made her reconsider whatever she had been planning to say. She pointed him to sit on floor against a stove she had turned on and made him hot tea. Wordlessly she sat on the floor next to him until he finished. When he tried to speak, nothing came out. His icy mottled fist began to circle his chest, but Sydney closed her hand over his.

"We'll start over again tomorrow."

Weeks later Carmen asked her why she hadn't quit that night. She said "Your face…it looked like mine did when I lost Sheridan."

In return she had asked him what happened with Claire and if it had been her fault.

"No. She thought she knew me, but she didn't and honestly, we didn't have anything in common."

The more Carm thought about Claire the sorrier he felt about how he'd behaved and the less he regretted the break-up. Claire was his high school dream girl. She was always kind to him, despite being able to mingle in nearly every clique at school. She was as comfortable with the student government club, as she was with the skaters. Everyone liked her and for no apparent reason she frequently stopped at his locker to ask if he had gum or invite him to study. So he always kept a pack of gum for her, but was too shy to join her study group. Once she and two of her friends ambushed him after school and convinced him to come to a party the night prior to graduation. He decided he might as well not end his high school career without ever having gone to one. The party was held in woods behind one of the football player's homes. There was a bonfire, cheap beer, too few cups, and couples making out or swaying to "Die in Your Arms".

Claire found a clean Solo cup and they shared a drink as she gazed into his eyes.

"I love this song"

"Yeah…it's popular".

Natalie had been playing Justin Bieber non-stop for the last few years and Carm was almost willing to give up all music if he never had to listen to him sing another note.

He didn't remember the rest of the conversation, but at some point Claire kissed him. 12 years later when they began dating she brought up the night of the party and how he looked so surprised and blushed.

"You were so cute. I bet it was your first kiss!"

"No, but almost" he said a little taken aback. As pleased as he was that Claire was interested, he felt like her project. Something about their relationship reminded him of a cheesy 80's teen movie. Too sweet. Not enough acid.

He could have saved them both a lot of trouble if he'd not given her any number, much less a fake one. But it was Claire, the brilliant, fearless, beautiful girl he'd used to sketch over and over again and she wanted HIM. He liked her so much back then. She went off to Michigan State and he began peeling mushrooms at a restaurant eventually becoming Carmen Berzatto "the most excellent CDC at the most excellent restaurant in the entire United States of America."

But before Claire, in 7th grade summer school, there was Kyla Branson. Carmy needed to take 7th grade math again before they'd pass him to 8th grade and Kyla was a transfer student. She had just finished 6th grade, and was taking 7th grade math and English early, because she was a pianist. A whole freakin' prodigy that would be touring with Eric Clapton later that fall. The math teacher had told the class, much to Kyla's obvious discomfort.

On the third day the class split into pairs to do an assignment and Carmy and Kyla were paired. He could barely look at her. Kyla had thick curly eyelashes which framed her large black brown eyes, her hair was usually brushed up into a soft coily bun like a ballerina, she wore small white diamond earrings in her shockingly small ears, and she had an heart-breakingly cute overbite that showed whenever she smiled. Carmy was gone over this little black girl. She was very shy too, but an overachiever so she persevered in making him talk enough to get the work done.

Once she saw his sketches on the back of his notebook and said he was artist. Using his best charcoal pencils he drew a portrait of her in the privacy of the attic at home. On the last day of summer school he gave it to her when class dismissed and dashed out of the room, his face redder than Heinz ketchup. Kyla caught up with him outside and grabbed his hand leading him out of the view of the car pick-up line.

"Thank you Carmen. I think you're beautiful too" Kyla whispered and kissed him full on the mouth. For three seconds. Then she ran back to the car pick up line, got into her parent's car and Carmen never saw her again.

Once he thought he saw her. The eyes and overbite were startling familiar, but the name was different. It was the day that Sydney Adamu walked into The Beef. It was the day that someone saw who he really was again.

[lyrenminth]

Mine

n/a: Thank you for all your support! I makes me really happy notice you like what I write. I will be working on Justin Herbert fanfics, meanwhile here is another one from Joe.

Clubbing with Joe was one of the last fun experiences you could have. You loved dancing, but you could not stand watching how every girl was trying everything in their power to catch his attention. It was too much. No matter if you were by his side, holding his hand, the girls could try to approach him, touch him, and say nasty things. Joe ignored them, each of them. The price of the fame, they say. You went to the VIP zone. Sam sat on the left, and Joe on the right. You looked around, holding your breath. You glanced at Joe, who was talking with other players. "Are you going to drink something?" Sam asked you, close to your ear. "Yes, I want a mojito" Sam nodded, and said something to a guy wearing the uniform of the club. You felt Joe hand landing on your knee, his eyes reading your face. He leaned towards you. "Are you ok?" You nodded. It wasn't true. You felt uncomfortable but didn't want to ruin the night, so you stayed quiet, looking around. You stared in disbelief the number of girls who would approach the zone, trying to get in, giving flirty smiles to the players. "Joe, baby..." a woman started yelling, she was blonde, wearing a tight green dress "Joe, come on, let me give you something. You are hot as fuck, I bet you got a big one" she was drunk. Joe didn't pay attention to her, didn't even look her way. When her gaze fell on his hand on your knee, she glared at you. You didn't know what to do, but held his hands and smirked in pleasure., showing the ring he gave you two years ago. After drinking a few more mojitos, you need to go to the bathroom. You were more relaxed and easygoing. Another WAG join you, and both waited in line. "Are you feeling better? I saw you a bit down earlier" she asked you. "Yeah, clubs are not my thing" you confessed "Sometimes it makes me uncomfortable when the girls are approaching my man like that," you said, "like I am not there" She gave you a quiet smile. Surprisingly got closer and squeezed your hand. "I know is hard, babe. It was hell when I started dating my man, I was jealous all the time" she smile, embarrassed "But a relationship is about trust. You need to trust each other, you know? You know Joe better than anyone here" she glanced at your ring "and he is going to marry you. He chooses you baby" You bit your lip, holding the tears. You trust Joe, you knew him in ways anyone else could. His nights, deepest fears and dreams were yours too.  "So be proud and confident, those bitches smell the fear" she stated, you laughed at her words. When you come back to your lounge, instead of sitting next to Joe, you sat on his lap. He raised his eyebrows, a little bit confused. Your confidence shocked him sometimes. "Sorry, all the other sits were taken" Joe smiled amused, and put a hand around your waist, bringing you closer, the other hand started caressing your legs. You smiled at his teammates. "What happened to you?" he said, low. "I think the mojitos are the reason" "Do you wanna dance?" he squeezed your ass. You blushed, looking around. "Come on, don't you want me to show these people you are mine?" "More the other way around"

“You can squeeze my ass is you like” he said.

You punched him on the chest, friendly. 

“Let’s go dance, then” you said on his ear. 

[7grandmel]

Todays rip: 01/05/2024

super mario 64 but it's in the buddy holly soundfont

Season 8 No Album Release (Read More)

Ripper Unknown

So. It's been a month now. Has it all settled yet? Have we had the time to let SiIvaGunner's April Fools 2024 event sink in, 30 days later? Speaking personally, I don't believe I have yet. Visions of Gegagedigedagedago, Pomny (digital circus), Boykisser, Brainless Kitty and all of my other favorite memes continue to haunt me to this very day - I see one of the events' rips in my recommended, and in the blink of an eye five hours will have passed. I cannot be anything but amazed at the surgical precision that the SiIva team captured the phenomena of online internet brainrot with during this event, spanning the whole range of severity levels from bad to worse. super mario 64 but it's in the buddy holly soundfont was certainly not the worst it got - yet it embodies everything the event sought to achieve through it's title alone.

But, right, the event - you'll have noticed right away that everything about the above-linked video's metadata is completely awry from typical SiIvaGunner videos. No attempt at a bait-and-switch, completely different video description, not even a thumbnail of the game used...and what the fuck is the "Buddy Holly Soundfont"???? What's going on here? Well, a lot of these traits may seem familiar to you if you've been on other corners of YouTube in the last few years - like I mentioned briefly back in we are number one but with outdated memes over it, there's been a trend in how non-SiIva audio edits are presented on YouTube as of late. There's an algorithm to appease now, after all - surprises and ambiguity only serve to ward off potential new listeners! After the explosive popularity of some of these, particularly during 2023 with videos like Nirvana's Nevermind but with the SM64 soundfont, they began feeling inescapable - often times sounding pretty low-effort to boot. I don't intend to shame anyone who's made these videos or anyone who enjoys them, of course, but...through how hard they aim to appease the algorithm that be, its difficult not to see these videos as attention-seeking first, and as creative endeavors second.

Which then brings us back to SiIvaGunner. Eight years in, and the channel's way of presenting its videos has remained thoroughly consistent, rain or shine - content in charting its own course. Narratively, this is actually playing to the channel's thematic core, something enforced all the way back in The Reboot story of Season 1, and that continues to be relevant over the years through rips like NIGHTMARESCAPE 〜Unrestrained HyperCam 2〜 (Final Boss Phase 2), and indeed through this very April Fools event. That core is simple: To never conform, to never restrict, to let the channel's team of artist continue doing what they love purely for love's sake, rather than to appease a crowd or a system. Throughout this April Fools day event, then, it was as if we were shown the twisted view on that core, the channel's rippers following the opposite creed - clickbaity titles and thumbnails, no core theme, often even lacking any regard for the tracks being remixed - several times the Wii Shop Channel theme was simply called "The Wii Theme", and of course the very notion of games having "soundfonts" is something that's woefully misinformed to begin with. Opening the entire event with Buddy Holly by Weezer but in the Mario 64 Soundfont set the stage perfectly - after all, what game more overused in "soundfont" edits than Super Mario 64, what album more trendy to playfully make fun of in 2024 than Weezer's Blue album, and what song from said album is more memed than its hit single, Buddy Holly?

Except, of course, this whole thing went one layer deeper. Throughout the four months that the season has been running for thus far, Season 8's running theme above all else has been pure silliness - everything from a Justin Bieber takeover, to an MLG day, to the currently-ongoing SpongeBob day embodies that theme perfectly. And at the helm of it all sits the Joke-Explainer 7000, the current in-universe manager of the channel. Her name doesn't lie: as we saw back in Joke-Explainer™ 7000 Fusion Collab, she do be Explaining the Jokes, and that was initially assumed to be the bit of this very April Fools bit, the titles like super mario 64 but it's in the buddy holly soundfont explaining the jokes of the event immediately. But forget not the point of April Fools as a holiday - to deceive. Indeed, though the titles suggest that the team are spending the day just explaining the joke of every rip uploaded, they're in reality just spoiling the supposed "premise". Listen to any one of them yourself, and you'll be given a bait-and-switch surprise which completely transforms the rip of choice. And as the day went on, these surprises only grew stranger and stranger...

SiIvaGunner's April Fools events have an incredible track record, as I've hopefully made clear in Our Sweet Parsley and Your Best Nightmario - but I think I can safely say this year's bit was at least the FUNNIEST one of them all. Every minute of the day felt like slipping deeper into insanity, made all the more clear the moment super mario 64 but it's in the buddy holly soundfont was uploaded - in a matter of hours, the event had gone from making fun of low-effort soundfont edits that very much DO exist on YouTube, to completely making up an entirely new tier of slop through the very idea of a "Buddy Holly Soundfont". In case it needs to be explained, "soundfonts" are used to refer to video games using sequenced music, wherein individual instruments are played note-by-note through data sent by the game, rather than being streamed from a recording - it is IMPOSSIBLE to derive a "soundfont" from songs like Buddy Holly, played on live instruments and saved as masters back in the 90s. That is the gag that super mario 64 but it's in the buddy holly soundfont is built on - the "instruments" used to recreate Bob-Omb Battlefield from Super Mario 64 are intentionally low-quality snippets taken from Buddy Holly, used just the same as Super Mario 64's sequenced instruments are used within soundfont edits.

The end result feels like getting splashed with cold water at every part of listening. Rivers' repeating "Whut" voiceline being used as the main melody for the first 40 seconds, for instance, is the kind of obviously "wrong" thing one would never seriously do in this sort of arrangement, yet it only serves to add to the joke here, of just how far we've fallen so deep into the event. The tinny guitar shredding, the low-effort thumbnail edit, the vocals suddenly being added onto the track, the bass being far deeper in the mix than it reasonably should be...it's an experience to behold, and just as you're letting it all sink in, the vocals are suddenly pitch-shifted to the quintessential SiIva meme, Grand Dad himself The Flintstones - its like the rip is poking fun at your misery, as to remind you that this IS indeed still SiIvaGunner, the bit is still going, you are merely along for SiIva's wild ride.

The entire event was RELENTLESSLY funny to see unfold from every angle. Be it experiencing every rip as it was uploaded, or seeing the comments' reactions to the gradual spiral of rot we were being taken on, or most importantly - realizing just how much fun the team must've still had finding ways to subvert expectations at every turn. Season 8 has been an absolute blast so far, and I cannot wait to see where its patented silliness takes us next - even if it'll be hard to surpass the shit we saw on this day, and the absolute state of things that super mario 64 but it's in the buddy holly soundfont represents. Truly one of the SiIvaGunner rips of all time.

[madsworld15]

Brian/Justin Fic Excerpt

I am a Type 1 Diabetic, and the last few nights, I’ve had the worst time of it. I went to bed both nights with blood sugar levels in the normal range for sleeping. Only to wake up a few hours later to find them in the danger zone for low blood sugar. In my continued exhaustion, because you can’t exactly go back to sleep with your body keyed up like that, I wrote such experiences into my T1D Brian Universe fic.

Justin was sitting on their bed applying lotion to his arms when Brian exited their bathroom with a frown on his face. He was staring at his phone, not even aware that Justin had taken notice of him and his demeanor.

“Everything okay?” Justin asked with bated breath as Brian pulled out his insulin pump and pushed a few buttons.

After he was done, Brian stuck the device back in the pocket of his sweatpants, placed his phone down on the bedside table, climbed into bed, and then leaned over to kiss Justin.

“Yeah. My sugar is a little high, but I gave myself a correction and it should go down.” Brian gave his bicep a squeeze as an extra form of reassurance.

And honestly, Justin didn’t worry. Brian’s numbers fluctuate all the time and he managed things just fine. It had been ten years since his last extreme diabetic emergency. With a responding smile, Justin finished up what he was doing and got under the covers with his partner. Once the lights were off, Brian’s arms immediately enveloped Justin.

A few hours later, Justin was pulled from a deep sleep by the loud alarm on Brian’s phone that indicated a low blood sugar. He rolled over to find Brian was already sitting up, but he wasn’t moving into action like he usually did when his blood sugar went low.

“What can I do?” Justin suddenly jumped into action, placing his hands on Brian’s shoulders. “You need juice?”

Brian simply nodded. So, Justin walked quickly to the kitchen and poured him some juice. By the time he got back to their bedroom, Brian was right where he’d left him, which Justin had expected. What he hadn’t expected was to see him extremely pale and shaky from the effort.

Justin knelt in front of Brian and forced his chin up. Brian opened his eyes, but Justin could tell he wasn’t registering much of anything. With gentle hands, he guided Brian to drink from the cup he held up.

After the juice was gone, Justin stayed where he was but grabbed Brian’s phone. He inputted Brian’s passcode and stared at the CGM reading, daring the arrow to point upward and the number to get bigger. After what felt like hours, but was really only 15 minutes, Brian’s number only went up 2 but was trending upward. Justin breathed a sigh of relief.

He briefly left Brian’s side once more to get him a glass of water and a couple of crackers with some sliced cheese for an extra boost to his numbers and help them steady out and maintain.

This time, when he came back to the bedroom, Brian had moved so that he was leaning on some pillows against the wall behind their bed, his legs stretched out in front of him. Brian had turned on the TV and was flipping through channels as he sucked on a hard candy from the drawer in his bedside table. Justin lifted his eyebrow in question and Brian just shrugged.

“My sugar dropped back to what it was before the juice, so I decided this was a safe backup.”

Justin nodded silently and handed Brian the crackers and cheese before he placed the glass of water down and got back into bed. He immediately scooted his body up against Brian’s and wrapped his arm around his partner’s waist. Anytime Brian had a low like this in the middle of the night, Justin got clingy. He felt he needed to hold onto Brian to prove the man was still there and wasn’t going to simply disappear. It was something they’d experienced many times over the years, and despite his prickly feelings about cuddling, Brian allowed Justin this one vice on nights like tonight.

“You should try to get some sleep. Just because my body won’t calm down enough to let me sleep doesn’t mean you have to miss out, too.” Brian mumbled against the top of Justin’s head.

Justin leaned back so that he could make eye contact with his partner, “When have I ever gone to sleep while you battled recovery from a low?”

Brian sighed. “I know. I just thought I’d suggest it. Like always.” He then gave Justin a smirk before kissing him on the temple. “I love you.”

Justin didn’t respond; instead, he snuggled up to Brian’s chest a bit more and listened to his heart, and felt his chest go up and down with each new breath. It calmed the anxiety raging within him.

[robinhobiii]

Piece of me

Rockstar! Joshua

She was the right person at the wrong time.

Song order : 505 by Arctic Monekys, I wanna be yours by Arctic Monkeys, Cheating on you by Charlie Puth, Company by Justin Bieber and Ghosting by TXT

Joshua Hong.

One of the best vocalist to exist. He was the lead singer of the band “Dust.” He had everything and could get anything. To others, he was on top of the world. However, his heart still had a gaping wound. No amount of money or fame could fill his heart. His mind always wonders back to his support. The woman that held him up when he wasn’t too sure of being a singer. The woman that he loves through and through. It’s been three years since he saw her and everyday was worst than the last.

. . .

“We’re up in 10, Joshuji.” Jeonghan said as he patted his shoulder. He had a glum look on his face. Some days were better then others but today he couldn’t hide his feelings. He still doesn’t want to accept the fact that she was the one that got away.

“Cheer up, hyung!” Dokyeom said with a smile.

“Yeah, we’re here to prove the professors that all those tardies and absences were worth it.” Seungkwan said with a determined look on his face. Joshua only half smiled at that as he remembered those days. They were doing a concert at the university where he had met her. He remembered how she had to cover for him and how she took extra notes for him to understand.

He could hear the loud crowd from behind the stage. He sighed. Maybe he’ll see her today.

The crowed cheered loudly as they all walked onto the stage and started to chant their names: Lee Jihoon! Yoon Jeonghan! Hong Jisoo! Lee Dokyeom! Boo Seungkwan! They got into position and the music started to play.

“But I crumble completely when you cry

It seems like once again you’ve had greet me with goodbye.”

“I can’t do this anymore!” She yelled as the tears fell from her eyes. Her usually calm demeanor was no where to be seen and all she wanted to do, was to come to a conclusion to what her and Joshua were.

His sharp eyes soften at her teared ones. “Honey. . We’ve talked about this and yet you always want to leave. Just trust me. We’ll get thro-“

“No”

I'm always just about to go and spoil the surprise

Take my hands off of your eyes too soon

“You’re leaving?!?” She said shocked.

“Wait, sweetie, I was going to tell you-“

“Josh, my parents finally wanted to meet you and you’re leaving?!”

“No, you weren’t supposed to find out like this.” He sighed out.

“What? You were going to stand me up at my parent’s house?! Huh?!? Joshua?!”

“Darling, it’ll be a quick three day trip. This could be big for the boys and I. We could go anoth-”

“If you leave, we’re done.”

I'm going back to 505

If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive

505. Y/n’s apartment number.

“Y/nnie, no matter where I preform, I’ll always make it back here.”

She giggled. “Even if you’re across the globe?”

“Even if I’m across the globe.”

In my imagination, you're waitin' lyin' on your side

With your hands between your thighs and a smile

Every night, he knows that image. As she’s laying down, her sweet smile that makes it to her face when he finally comes back home after a long day of practice. The sight only beheld to Joshua’s eyes.

. . .

“That was great everyone!” Their manager said as they finished packing up. Everyone was congratulating each other for all the hard work today.

“Good job, hyung.” Jihoon said. “ I felt more emotion today. You doing good?” He questioned.

“Yeah, it’s one of those days.” He replied dryly.

“Well, we’re eating out so hurry and come along.”

They made it to the local diner where all of them used to spend so much time. “Woah, this place hasn’t changed a bit.” Seungkwan said as he looked around more. The boys and staff were talking and Joshua started to zone out.

“Joshua, stop it.” She said as she continued to type away. He smirked as he continued to gently poke her face.

“Josh!” She said a little too loudly and the other people in the diner started at them. Her face turned pink as she mumbled out a sorry.

“Pretty loud, are we?” He laughed.

She blushed again. “It’s your fault!” He huffed out.

“Mine?” He said offendedly. “I can’t talk to my girlfriend? Ooh, I’m sorry. Let me just leave.” He said as he started to get up. She quickly grabbed his wrist. He looked back and the smile automatically made it to both of their faces.

“Hyung!” Dokyeom shook him. Joshua looked at him. “It’s your turn to order.”

“O-oh. I’ll have a burger and some fries.” He said quickly

“Lost in thought again?” Jeonghan said as he bites into the fries.

“Yeah. .”

“Look Joshuji, it’s been over three years since you two broke up. You need to get over it.”

“You know I can’t!” Joshua said defensively.

Jeonghan sighed as his eyes signaled Seungkwan to take over.

“Hyung, I know you love you her so much, but if you don’t let go, you’ll never recover. Three years is a long time and I’m sure noona is a changed woman now. You need to change.”

Joshua didn’t say anything. He knows they’re right but he just can’t let go.

. . .

“You cheated!” Chan whined as Jeonghan snickered.

“Maybe, you don’t know how to play.” Seungcheol said while laughing.

“Hey, don’t bully him.” Seungkwan scolded them. “Only I get to do that.” He smiled triumphantly as Chan groaned.

Joshua really smiled for the first time in a while. It’s been three months since the talk at the diner and he forced himself to get better. It’s been going great and his friends where doing all they could to help. They were loving the results of his recovery.

“I can’t wait for tomorrow’s concert.” Mingyu gushed out. “I haven’t watched you guys live in a while. Being a model takes my perception of time away. The shoots are soooo looongg.” He whined out. Joshua laughed and patted his head. “Ooh, can we see the set list?” Chan said with a glimmer in his eyes.

“No” Seungkwan said courtly and a frown appeared on Chan’s face. “Wait for tomorrow, Channie.” Jeonghan said as he rubbed his hand on chan’s head.

Soon it was the next day and the boys were preparing to preform. For once Joshua felt great and didn’t really anything when he re-read the lyrics. The lyrics he poured his heart into after every feeling he had about Y/n. They finally walked onto stage and let the music start.

If you like your coffee hot

Let me be your coffee pot

“I just want to be there for you always. I could be anything for you,” She laughed as she blushed. “I like how you are now.” He smiled as he pulled her closer and rubbed his nose with hers.

You call the shots, babe

I just wanna be yours

“Where do you want to go next, love?” He said as he pulled out the parking lot.

“Home. I’m getting a little tired.”

“Home is anywhere with you.” He said smugly

“Smooth, Hong, smooth.”

Secrets I have held in my heart

Are harder to hide than I thought

“Want to know a secret?” Joshua whispered. She nodded. “Every time I look at you, I’m just bursting at the seams with love. I just want to shower you in with all my love.” She blushed as she hugged him close.

Maybe I just wanna be yours

I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours

“From the moment I saw you, I knew that I had to be yours, darling.”

“Maybe I wanted to be yours as well when I first saw you.” She said shyly.

Wanna be yours

Wanna be yours

Wanna be yours

. . .

Joshua picked up his phone and looked at the old pictures of them. Although he feels better than he did better, he can’t bring himself to delete those pictures. Those were the only proof of their love. He likes to remise about the good times. No woman could replace her. He can’t bring himself to go another date. Many women wanted him but he didn’t want them. He locked his phone and made his way to the studio and decided to write some lyrics for the new album. He hummed to get a feel for the lyrics.

Thought I could get you back any time of day

Shouldn't have been so cocky

Joshua, get a grip. Be better for her and be the best musician you can be. Make her proud. She’ll only be mad for a little bit and come back. Don’t call her. She’ll be back. She always comes back you.

Shouldn't have did you wrong (woah, oh)

And now I miss you bad, really, really bad

“This is the tenth date you missed, Joshua. I’m sick of this. I try to give you the benefit of the doubt, but I can’t with this anymore.”

“I’m doing this for us. Trust me when we get a break through, you’ll be sitting on millions with me.”

“I don’t want that, I want to spend some time with you, that’s it.”

Guess you don't know what you got until it's gone.

With that she walked away.

Why did I run away, run away, run away? (Run away)

Oh, your love was everything, everything, everything (everything)

“I’m leaving!!” She finally said as picked up the suitcase.

“Don’t come crawling back when you see me on every billboard.” He angrily said

“I’ll never crawl back to you. You’re not the same man I fell in love with.”

“I’m still the same me! Stop being dramatic, y/n.”

I know it's getting late, getting late, getting late (getting late)

But can I still be on my way, on my way? Yeah

She didn’t come back. And she didn’t answer his calls either. She changed her Instagram bio and changed her apartment code. It feels like she disappeared from the face of the earth and he couldn’t find her anywhere.

I know I said goodbye and baby, you said it too

But when I touch her I feel like I'm cheating on you (I'm cheating on you)

I thought that I'd be better when I found someone new (found someone new)

But when I touch her I feel like I'm cheating on you (believe it, baby)

Jihoon walked in and saw Joshua was in the zone. He took a quick peek at his notepad was amazed by his lyricism. “Hyung, it looks good.” That snapped him out of his trance. Joshua smiled and said, “Do you think it’s going to make the album?”

“I don’t think, I know it will.”

. . .

Today marks the four year anniversary of their break up. It didn’t hurt Joshua this year like it did the last three. He smiled to himself as he felt himself getting better day by day. Today they were performing at their old college town again. He was excited to preform their new song that they just released. He wrote how the end of his relationship should’ve gone. Maybe the break up was inevitable with his wild schedule but he still wanted her in his life.

Let's end each other's lonely nights

Be each other's paradise

Need a picture for my frame

Someone to share my reign

Tell me what you wanna drink

I'll tell you what I got in mind

Just wanna have a conversation

Forget about the obligations

Maybe we can stay in touch

Oh that ain't doin' too much

Can we be, can we be, be each other's company?

Be each other's company

Just be each other's company

Be each other's company

It was an especially fun night as they saw old faces and the vibe was just right. He felt great and wanted to relish that feeling. He went to grab a drink with old friends from college and high school. It was a wonderful night and Joshua saw the light at the end of the tunnel. Towards the end night, he saw Jeonghan calling.

“Hey, you busy?”

“No, I was about to head home.

“Will you be busy tomorrow?”

“…No.”

“Okay, good. I need you to come to Sowon’s house.”

“Why? I thought she moved??”

“She wants to show us the new place, shuji.”

“Oh, wouldn’t her roommate mind?”

“Ooh, Joshuji, her roommate will be out the entire weeknd. The boys will be bringing their girlfriends too. So come. I wouldn’t want my favorite person to be alone.”

“Hmm . . Okay, I’ll be there. And I know you’re lying. I’m not your favorite person”

“What?! You are.”

. . .

The apartment was beautiful. It was much larger than her old one, according to her.

“We still need to put up the pictures, but other than that, everything is done!”

“Wow! The home decor is beautifully done.” Seungkwan’s girlfriend gushed as her fingers gently grazed the ceramics ornaments.

“Thank you! My roommate is really good at interior design. I’m surprised she’s not a real interior designer.”

They all fell into a comfortable conversations. Just talking about anything and everything. His band mates were telling stories from their high school and college days, making the girls laugh.

Sowon glanced at time and saw that it read 1:06 am.

“You guys should head out. I still have to work tomorrow.” She said as she stood up to stretch.

“Whyyy??” Jeonghan whined out. “Just take the day off. We were in such a good conversation, come on, babe.”

She only chuckled.

“No, you guys need to go.”

“Please, unnie.” Dokyeom’s girlfriend said with pleading eyes.

“Guys, I have work tomorrow, we can talk more another ti-“

Suddenly the front door opened. Sowon’s eyes widen. She turned around and everyone else’s eyes followed with her.

Her roommate walked in and Joshua felt all the air leave his body. He couldn’t breathe.

There she stood. L/N Y/N.

There was utter silence as she looked at all of the guest currently in her living room. The boys were looking at Joshua and his reaction.

“Y-you’re back early, Y/nnie. I thought you’d be back Monday.”

She smiled softly and said, “I thought that too, but there was a change in plans. Sorry for disrupting you and your guests.”

“No! You’re not. Don’t be silly. Here let me-“ Sowon grabbed her hand and dragged her so now she was face to face with all the guests.

“This is my amazing roommate Y/N. And this is my boyfriend, Jeonghan.” He waved and said, “nice to meet you.” Y/n reciprocated the action. “And these are his band mates. You know the band, Dust, yeah that’s them.” Y/n smiled as she waved to them.

“Don’t mind her, she’s a little shy. She’s also not into the same music as me so, she might not recognize you guys.”

“It’s fine. Nice to meet you, Y/n noona.” Seungkwan said. Y/n smiled fondly at him and said the same thing. Joshua eyes were stuck on her. Everything about her changed. Everything about her was more mature. Her tone of talking to her choice of clothing. He was enamored by her again. All those feelings were rushing back to him. Those months of him working on himself, was out the window. He didn’t care about healing. He just wanted her again.

“Well, I’m going to head to bed. You guys can stay, but keep the volume to a minimum, thank you.” Y/n said as she started to walk away.

Joshua stood up and said, “We were just leaving.”

She turned around and looked at him. There was utter silence in the room. He wanted to reach out and hug her, touch her, kiss her. But she only half smiled and said, “well have a good night.” And with that she walked to her room. He stared at the direction he was just in.

“Um, do you guy know each other?” Sowon said.

Joshua said nothing for a bit before making his way to the door and mutter out a “Thank you for inviting me.”

. . .

Two weeks passed and Joshua was the worst he’s ever been. He can’t even eat on time. He wants to be in her presence again. His band members were worried. He couldn’t even find it in him to even talk. Joshua felt drained even though he didn’t do much.

“Shua, come eat.” Seungcheol said softly as he rubbed his head. Joshua was laying down face first into his pillow. He couldn’t even formulate a sentence to answer him. Mingyu walked into the room and made eye contact with Seungcheol. They came to an agreement via eye contact.

“Here.” Seungcheol pushed Joshua up and Mingyu gripped his waist to hoisted him up. They forced him up and walked him towards Joshua’s and Jeonghan’s shared dining room.

“Hyung, you can do it.” Chan said as he helped feed Joshua.

The was a somewhat comforting silence between them all. But, Minghao broke it.

“You need to talk to her.”

There was silence but it was more suffocating. Joshua looked up at him. “Hyung, you’re never going to improve if one glance at her ruined your months of growth. There’s clearly an unresolved issue and you need to fix it. I’m sure she feels the same.” Minghao started. “Her presence was enough to make you crumble. I don’t want to continue to see you suffer. You suffered enough. Just talk it out with her.”

Joshua sighed. “What if she doesn’t want to talk to me?”

“It’s worth a shot. Express the feelings you’ve been feeling and tell her what you want the two of you to be. I remember noona being by your side like glue. I’m sure she wants some answers too.” Minghao replied. Joshua simply nodded.

. . .

He didn’t even know what he would even say to her. It’s been too long and he’s changed and he’s sure that she changed as well. How does he even go about it. Her face remains rent free in his head and how her smile from that night gives him the comfort that he so desperately craves.

Joshua thought maybe writing it out would help him come up with a better way of expressing his thoughts to her.

All of a sudden you disappeared, you disappeared

Like a faint ghost, disappeared

I sometimes ask into the void

What am I to you? (What am I?)

All of a sudden you disappeared, you disappeared

Like a faint ghost, disappeared

In this room where only echo remains

I'm wandering around alone all this time

I'm like a ghost

Joshua knew he had to tell her. He needed to see her now.

. . .

“Sowon, is she home?” Joshua said.

She looked at him as she leaned on her front door.

“No, she’s out right now. Why?”

“When will she be back?”

“Not for a while, now why do you need her?”

“I’ll came back in a bit.”

Sowon grabbed his collar from behind as he turned to leave. Joshua stumbled back and wobbled a bit having lost his balance.

“Why?” She said she crossed her arms.

He sighed. “You have time?”

“Plenty.”

For the next two and half hours, he explained everything about his and her relationship. Sowon was trying to process everything.

“How come she never told me anything??!?” She was perplexed since they knew each other since high school and she didn’t tell her anything. “I can’t believe it. She’s the one that inspired you to write those amazing songs!?”

Joshua gave her a look. She sheepish laughed. “Right, sorry.” She cleared her throat and said, “Well, she’s at work and won’t be done for a while and she’s usually grumpy when she comes back. She doesn’t work on the weekends. We usually go out or if I can’t, she goes out by herself.” Joshua nodded.

“So, here’s the plan.”

. . .

It was the weekend and Joshua was beyond nervous. The plan Sowon explain sounded easy enough, but he was nervous about messing up. He made his way to the busy city.

“She likes visiting the stalls on the weekends if she doesn’t make plans with anyone.” Sowon said.

He looked around and couldn’t see anything as it was so busy. Joshua made his way across all the stalls and there was no signs of her. He sent a quick text to Sowon saying he didn’t even get a glimpse of her. Sowon replied by calling him.

“She’s at the art gallery, right near the large restaurant.”

Oh, she must be at Minghao’s art gallery.

“Okay, I’ll make my way over there.”

He walked into the gallery and took in his friends art. While he was there, the least he could do is appreciate the man that pushed him to talk it out with the woman he loves.

“Hyung?” Minghao whispered out.

Joshua smiled “Eissa.”

“I didn’t expect to see you here.”

“What? Can’t enjoy one of my best friends art?”

Minghao squinted his eyes, trying to read his face. “Well thank you for coming. Means a lot to me.” He said as he hugged him.

Joshua looked around for a bit and couldn’t find her. He almost lost all hope until he saw her silhouette leaving. He made his way over to the entrance and was walking through the busy roads. It was currently 6 pm and many people were getting started on their night. He almost lost sight of her until he saw her walk into the small intersection for pedestrians. She walked towards the train station and Joshua finally caught up to her and gently grabbed her arm. She quickly turned around to see who was touching her. She froze as she recognized those eyes.

“What are you doing?” She finally whispered out.

“We need to talk, please.”

“About what? We’ve been done for four years, remember?”

“I didn’t forget about you the last four years. All you did was live in my mind and all I could think about was what we had.”

She was silent.

“Please let’s go somewhere and talk.”

. . .

They both sat down on Joshua’s couch.

“Honey, please look at me.” He said softly.

Her eyes couldn’t even meet his, afraid she might cry. She shook her head no.

“Just talk Joshua, please.” Y/n pleaded.

Joshua sighed.

“I don’t know where to even start.” He chuckled bitterly.

“I think I should apologize first. I’m sorry that I wasn’t a good boyfriend towards the end of our relationship. I guess being too focused on the band made me forget the woman that help me up. I should’ve been there for you more. You always were my shoulder to cry on and yet I did nothing to make you feel loved.” He paused and tried to collect more of his thoughts. “That night where you ended it, I felt so lost. Heck, I still do. I don’t know how even been living the four years. I feel like I can’t breathe sometimes. I regret everything. If I could go back and stop myself, I would. I would stop myself from ever even forming the idea of a band. I can’t live without you. I thought I was getting better but the moment I saw you, I relapsed.” He paused again before saying what he’s been wanting to say for the last four years.

“I need you in my life. I feel like I used to see the world in color and the day you left, all the color drained away and everything’s grey. I want us to work again. This is the biggest mistake I ever made. I need in my life and you don’t have to be my lover, but I just want to be in your presence again. Please Y/n. ” He pleaded.

She was silent. “Joshua. . . “ Y/n couldn’t even begin a sentence as she was trying to process what he just spilled to her. “ I don’t know what to say.”

“Please, tell me how you feel about me.”

She sighed softly before saying, “I also think about the old time. I also miss us and everything we did together. But, I don’t think it could even work out between us again. I’ve changed and you’ve changed. Josh, I’ve been yearning for you since I left but I knew that if I went back to you without changing myself for the better, we would still be miserable. I still never stopped supporting you though. I listened to all your songs and watch most of your performances online. However, I don’t know if this could be picked up where we left it off.”

“Then we don’t have to.” He said as he reach for her hand. He clasped their hands together and looked at her. Her confused gaze met his determined one.

“We can start over. We can do try again but this time we know what the other person is like. We know each other’s likes and dislikes. We can learn each others new likes and dislikes. We can start from the bottom again.” He said as he brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Like friends?” She whispered out.

“Yeah, and if we like the progress, we can merge to lovers.”

“I don’t know, Joshua. We left off on a very ugly note.”

“Let’s try again, sweetheart. Let’s try to form a new bond, stronger than the last one.”

“Okay, let’s try again from the bottom.” She said as she leaned in for a hug. He hugged her and basked in her warmth.

“And this time I won’t let you go this time.”

[voidvannie]

╰► 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐘𝐍 ꒱

emersyn campbell x quinn hughes 🦋🩵

˚ *•̩̩͙ ✩. 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐘𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋

❛ ━━━━･❪ 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘉𝘈𝘚𝘐𝘊𝘚 ❫

FULL NAME. Emersyn Blake Campbell

NICKNAMES. Em, Emmie, Emma

BIRTHDAY. March 5, 2001

HOMETOWN. Jericho, New York

FAMILY. Ryder Campbell, Nick Campbell, Claire Campbell

LOVE INTEREST. Quinn Hughes

FACE CLAIM. Madison Beer

━━━━･❪ 𝘍𝘜𝘕 𝘍𝘈𝘊𝘛𝘚 ❫

Her favorite color is any shade or variation of blue.

She met the Hughes family when her own family moved across the street from them in Michigan back in 2008.

Instantly, she and Jack became best friends.

As she grew older, she developed a gigantic crush on Quinn but never had the guts to tell him.

Luke over heard Jack and Emersyn talking about her crush on Quinn, and him being a 13 year old boy, quickly exposed her in front of Quinn, to which he quickly told the girl that he didn’t have the same feelings for her and that he would never like her in the way, and it crushed her.

With the humiliation and heartbreak of her crush not liking her back, Emersyn decided that would be the last summer she spent with the Hughes family.

The next couple of summer’s Emersyn chose to stay with her aunt and uncle in California instead of going to Michigan which crushed Jack, who just wanted to spend time with his best friend, but the two were always FaceTiming and texting each other.

One summer while in California, she and her cousins went to a karaoke bar that was letting teens in, and her cousins forced her to go up and sing.

Ironically enough, Justin Bieber had been walking past when he heard her singing and walked in.

She internally freaked out as he walked up to talk to her, and gave her his number, wanting to sign her to his label.

After going home and calling her parents, she was soon moving to California and was signed to Island Records and being mentored by Justin himself.

The Hughes family was sad to see her moving so far away from them, but they really supported her career choice, especially Jack who was extremely proud of his best friend.

In 2017, she released a song called ‘Dead’ and the following year, she released her first EP titled ‘As She Pleases’.

In 2019, when he was first drafted to the New Jersey Devils, Emersyn was one of the very first people outside his family that was told.

Unfortunately, due to her very busy schedule, she was unable to be there in person for him, but Luke made sure he was FaceTiming her to let her watch.

In 2018-2019, she dated Jack Gilinsky, but cheating scandals and rumors of a toxic relationship broke the two up.

2020 was actually the first summer since the revel of her feeling for Quinn that she started going back to the lake house.

She comes a day later than everyone else, and as soon as he sets eyes on her for the first time in a long time, the breath is instantly knocked out of Quinn.

Emersyn tries her best to only talk to Quinn when she needs to or he talks to her.

Towards the end of the summer, Quinn begins to question his feelings for his little brother's best friend and decides to spill to Jack himself.

This sets Jack off since Emerysn has always had feelings for Quinn and he embarrassed her causing Emersyn to leave for a few hours to think.

Worried since she was gone for a long time, everyone sets out to search for Emerysn and Quinn finds her first, leading to the two talking before going back to the lake house.

August 12, 2020, the day before leaving, Quinn takes Emersyn out on a date and they make it official.

With her going back to California and him going back to Vancouver, the long distance was tough, but the two make it work.

[pixiedust0]

𝙴𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚖

❥𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢 - 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚞𝚙

❥𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 - 𝟹.𝟷𝙺

❥𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 - 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏, 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚡𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐.

❥𝙰/𝙽 - 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚝? 𝙷𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢. 𝙰𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚣 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝙲𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎.

Masterlist

Is our favorite singer coming out of hiding?

By: Christian rose

Published August 25, 2022 2:48 pm

Ladies, Gentlemen and non binary’s we at pixie magazine just might have breaking news? Is Y/n L/n finally coming out of hiding?

The singer vanished from the public eye back in 2019 after their public split with Justin Bieber. The two 28 year olds dated for four years and all seem well with the couple.

Until out of nowhere the two both released public statements announcing the break up and just two months later Justin was married to his now wife Hailey Bieber.

Justin statements wrote “It hurts to let the world know that a big piece of life is now over. I met Y/n when we were 18 and I truly did believe we would be together forever we started dating when we were both twenty years old. But I guess it’s true when they say all good things must come to an end. She is my first love and I will always care for her deeply. She was my best friend and she always will be Thank you to everyone who has supported us over the years we love you.”

Ugh we know it made us cry too. Y/n took to instagram to write. “Me and Justin are no longer together. We both came to the mutual decision together. I will be taking a step back from social media Thank you I love you.”

Ouch not so sentimental. After the news broke of Justin and Hailey’s marriage, Y/n released her last and latest song ‘Escapism’. After she seemingly vanished. Which fans believed was a direct shot at her ex.

After the song was dropped the media went crazy with most fan tweeting at the ex couple making the number one trending topic.

Fans wrote:

“Damn wtf did Justin do to her.”

“He most definitely cheated on her.”

“God can she grow up and move on he did”

“I was never really a fan of hers but this song is dope asf.”

“Can we just talk about the fact they were together for four years and after two months apart he’s already married yeah he deserved that song.”

“My queen just ended his career.”

“I love how she didn’t throw a shot at Hailey even though she probably should’ve.”

She had not been seen by paparazzi or on any forms of social media in the last 4 years. Untill yesterday, She was spotted shopping in Newark New Jersey.

This is also where the 2022 MTV Video Music Awards are being held this year. The VMA’s are in just three days could she be going? If so is she preforming?

…

You were so nervous. This was you first official public appearance and performance in four years. Not only that tonight was the night you were coming out about your relationship. You and Jack were walking the carpet together as a couple.

You met jack the day after you and Justin broke up. You decided to go to a bar and wash away your sorrows and he offered to by you drink which you of course accepted. You took him back to your hotel room and slept with him.

This went on for two years until he told you he wanted to go on actual date. You agreed hesitantly afraid of being hurt again. You had a feeling Justin was cheating but you tried your best to ignore hoping he would stop on his on accord.

He didn’t and eventually told you he was was leaving you for her. You didn’t expect them to get married two months later but Jack was there he was always there for you. No matter if it was sex or to hold you while you cried he was there.

He understood you on a level you didn’t think anyone ever would. The love you had for him wasn’t the the same you had for your prior relationship this was more real it felt stronger. He gave your life color where it was once black and white.

“You ready.” His voice broke off your concentration you once had looking at yourself in the mirror. “Yes.” He took your hand in his leading you out of the hotel, the rest of both of your teams following quickly behind.

Once you made it out the front doors of the hotel you all got in black suvs, you and jack getting in your own. He saw the way you knee bounced up and down as you gazed out the window. “You’re going to be okay I’m going to be right there.” He placed on his hands on your bouncing leg ceasing the movements.

“Untill your not.” Your nails picked at the skin of your arm pinching it slightly. If this was a dream you wanted to wake up right now. He took your hand squeezing it gently. “You can do this ma you’ve been practicing for months.”

He was right you had been practicing for months working yourself past the point of exhaustion. You just needed tonight to be perfect. His right hand cupped you check pulling your head up to look at him. “I believe in you.” You gave his a small smile and nod.

The car eventually came to a stop and he gave your hand a quick kiss. “Come on it’s your big moment.” You laughed at his shaking you head no. “You’re co-hosting this is your big moment.” He just rolled his eyes at you. The door opened and he stepped out. You heard excitement and people calling out his name.

Now or never Y/n, let’s do this

You took the hand he was holding out for you stepping out of the car. If you thought the noise was loud before it doubled tenfold. You walked the carpet as he held on to the bottom of your dress. You stopped every once in awhile to take pictures with him.

You forgot how overwhelming it could be, people shouting out your name and to look at them. It felt like it was getting harder to breathe and your hands started shaking. He placed his hand on the small of you back, leaning down to you ear.

“I gotchu you it’s going to be okay just a little while longer.” You heart warmed at this he pulled back slightly. You faces just centimeters apart. “Kiss me please.” The biggest smile broke out on his face as he connected your lips. You kiss lasted only a couple of seconds but it was definitely needed.

He loved that you asked him. You both never went over if pda was okay. It was mostly because you never left your shared home. He wasn’t a big pda guy but you were and he had no problem with that. He just like the fact you made sure it was okay with him before you did anything.

He knew that this whole thing would mess with your anxiety and it worried him. But he also knew you want to do this for him and for yourself. You both got a couple more pictures together before you took separate ones.

You anxiety was more at ease now and you felt almost comfortable. While he was taking pictures with private garden your manager informed you, you had to do at least one interview alone. Great now you were freaking out again.

One of the events works led you to an interviewer. Once you reached her she gave you a very comforting smile as if she could smell your nerves. “Hi I’m Tefi I’m with instyle I’m gonna ask you a few questions.” She gave you her hand to shake which you did. She held out a tiny little microphone which you assumed was to pick up the audio of both of you voices.

“Hi I’m Y/n it’s very nice to meet you.” You were trying to seem calm on the outside and for the most part you did. But the inside you were ready to pass out. “Can I just say I love you and you music.” Her warm nature brought you at ease thanking any gods who were listening.

“Thank you so much.” You gave a quick glance over your shoulder to see where Jack was. You saw him still taking pictures. “I love the little microphone.” You spoke through giggles every time she held it out to you. “Thank you.” She laughed with you.

She asked you a couple questions about how you had been. “I see you came here with Jack how long have you two been together.” You face lit up at the mention of his name. You would think that you would hate getting asked such personal questions and normally you did.

But jack brought you to so much peace you could talk about him for hours. “We’ve been together for two years now-.” Before you could finish you felt a hand slide behind your back pulling you into them. “Best two years of my life.” Jack spoke to her. He introduced himself to her answering a few questions of his own.

“You both look amazing couldn’t think of a better couple of I tried.” You both looked at each other telling her thank you. This was the most blissful your felt all night. “I have to know who dressed you Y/n.” You gave Jack a quick look as he tried not to laugh.

“He did, my stylist picked out five options and he made me try them all on until he chose one.” She gave him an impressed look as if she was tell him good job. “He really picks out all my clothes like I’m a Barbie doll.” You and Tefi laughed together as he just shook his head.

“You’re a Bratz doll ma not no Barbie.” The conversation ended shortly after that saying your goodbyes as you made you way inside taking your seats. When jack had to leave occasionally to host Urban kept you company.

When jack first met you, you didn’t have anxiety you were the most confident person he ever met. But as time past and you self isolated more he noticed anytime you had to leave the house for anything you almost had a panic attack.

It hurt him to see you like that. He could only do so much so he kept you comfortable as much as he could and when he couldn’t like right now he made sure urban did. Urban liked you for the moment he met you he thought you were good for jack.

He also saw the up climb of your anxiety and he made Jack a promise he would look after you and keep you calm. Once it was time for you to preform you headed backstage to get ready, urban going with you.

“So Jack going to introduce you the musics going to start, this door is going to slide up and you’re going to walk out the stage is set and your dancers are ready.” One of the backstage crew members told you. You nodded you head and watched the small tv waiting for your boyfriend to introduce you.

“You going to do great.” Urban encouraged as you gripped your mic tightly. “You can go back to the crowd, I’ll be okay.” He gave you an uncertain look. He didn’t just want to leave you to freak out alone. “You sure?” You replied yes and pulled him into a hug he gave you one last look before make the journey back to his seat.

“Our next performer is definitely the best of the night but I might be a little biased.” He shrugged his shoulders making everyone laugh. You bit your lips trying to concentrate on the fact that you were going to do great.

“Not only can she sing but she can dance. She one of the most talented, sexiest, funniest and smartest people I know.” Not on the fact that you haven’t been on a stage in four years and you might sound and dance horribly. Oh great now you’re thinking about that.

“Y/n L/n Everyone!” The music started and you took a deep breath as the door you were coming out of lifted open. The thing that bothered you most was, everyone thought you were still that same confident girl you were years ago.

Come on Y/n you’ve done this a million times, you can do this.

Not the person you were now and this performance was tailored to the old you. You use to never get nervous preforming ever and now all you could do was pray you wouldn’t fuck this up.

“Sleazin' and teasin', I'm sittin' on him

All of my diamonds are drippin' on him

I met him at the bar, it was twelve or somethin'

I ordered two more wines, 'cause tonight I want him”

For the last couple years you felt something missing. This was it. The feeling you got while singing on stage everyone standing to watch you and dancing to beat of the song. You keep a straight face while you sang that’s what you always did.

To you it showed how grounded and confident you were. You walked towards the middle of the stage where your dancers already were dancing on their black chairs. You sat down on your chair following the movements to the choreography.

“A little context if you care to listen

I find myself in this shit position

The man that I love sat me down last night

And he told me that it's over, dumb decision”

“And I don't wanna feel how my heart is rippin'

Fact, I don't wanna feel, so I stick to sippin'

And I'm out on the town with a simple mission

In my little black dress and this shit is sittin'”

You felt happy being in public for the first time in a long time. You never imagined you would find the nerve to do this again but here you were.

“Just a heart broke bitch

High heels six inch

In the back of the nightclub, sipping champagne

I don't trust any of these bitches I'm with

In the back of the taxi sniffing”

Jack was standing next to urban and all he could say was he was surprised. He was a fan way before you started dating so he knew what you could do but seeing it in person was something completely different.

You looked so comfortable. He watched the way you moved your body. The way you made eye contact with the camera and how you looked at all the other celebrities around the room. He was proud of you.

“Drunk calls, drunk texts, drunk tears, drunk sex

I was looking for a man who's on the same page

Now it's back to the intro, back to the bar

To the Bentley, to the hotel, to my old ways”

He just stared at you smiling widely. When you finally made eye’s contact he watched your once confident face break out into a smile as you saw his own. He could tell you we’re trying to fight it but you couldn’t help it.

“Cause I don't wanna feel how I did last night

I don't wanna feel how I did last night

Doctor, doctor, anything, please

Doctor, doctor, have mercy on me

Take this pain away

You're asking me my symptoms, doctor

I don't wanna feel”

You got up from you chair and started to head in the direction of the stairs. Walking down them with the help of the male dancers. A cameraman walking backwards in front of you as you walked on the main floor.

“Took this joint how I'm blowing this steam

Back to my ways like 2019

Not 24 hours since my ex did dead it”

You stop in front of Jack turn to back was pressed to his front.

“I got a new man now, it's about to get sweaty”

Once you turned to look at him he grabbed your hand, that wasn’t holding the mic and kissed it. He gave you a wink as would walked away making your back on the stage.

“Cause I don't wanna feel how I did last night

I don't wanna feel how I did last night

Doctor, doctor, anything, please

Doctor, doctor, have mercy on me

Take this pain away

You're asking me my symptoms, doctor

I don't wanna feel”

Once the music stopped everyone cheered for you. All your dancer pulling you into a hug as they went to commercial. You all walked off stage as they got ready to set something else up. You gave your mic back and released a breath you didn’t even know you were holding.

You were quickly snatched up into a hug. Immediately relaxing once you recognized the body holding you. “You did so fucking good ma. How do you feel?” You laugh at him holding on to the hug a little longer. He pulled away slightly so he could see your face.

“Incredible now that I with you.”

…

You and Jack sat next to eachother gripping your hands together as they were getting ready to announce song of the summer. “And the winner is Jack Harlow!” He pulled you into a quick kiss before going to accept his award.

He gave his speech, you could tell how truly happy he was. He had worked so hard on his album and you were just thankful he was getting the recognition he deserved. “I also wanna give a quick shout out to my beautiful girlfriend. She’s the girl I would’ve flirted with in class, my little secret, my poison you name it thank you ma.”

…

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Y/nL/n Hey guess what, I came out of hiding☺️

Jackharlow Damn ma😫

Y/nL/n 💋

User23 OMG THAT PERFORMANCE WAS EVERYTHING

Urbanwyatt it’s about time

User7 can we talk about how the minute she looked at Jack while singing she smiled 🥹

User69 The couple we never knew we needed‼️

User0 Her and Justin are really done😭

User62 girl- they been done

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Jackharlow 4 PIECE ft.My girlfriend🍗🍗🍗🍗

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[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

In Quebec, the number of young trans people is increasing, and the lists waiting times for specialized clinics are getting longer. Eight months in Meraki, a year in Sainte-Justine.

"Do you have an appointment with that today?" "With Doctor [Retracted]..." "We'll open your file, if you don't mind. I have a little information, but I'm missing a little."

There is another option: private.

"You see here, there is a sexologist's office, and for $115, we offer a consultation. And at the end of the consultation, we can have a letter of recommendation for hormone therapy. It says it may take a session or two to get the letter. It's private.

We received a message from a mother, who told us that [her] daughter told her about that doctor."

This general practitioner sees the patient and prescribes, without referral from another healthcare professional. The clinic is private. It is the patient who pays.

This is where we took Sasha back, interpreted by a 14 year old actress.

"Sasha would prefer to go alone, is that correct?" "Yes, yes."

She will tell the doctor that she identifies as trans.

"So, I'll give you this. There is a pencil here. You can go through the document, initial it, or you must sign where you need and everything."

She must read and sign as seven-page form which describes the side effects, sometimes permanent, of testosterone before entering the doctor's office.

This is the first time this doctor has seen the patient. She quickly gets to the heart of the matter.

"You can tell me, a little deep down, since when you know you're not in the right body? Is it in childhood, is it more in puberty?"

Sasha reports that she doesn't like her body and that she was getting vomited at age 12.

"At one point, my mother grabbed me. She took me to see a psychologist. That's when they said I had an eating disorder. I told myself that it couldn't be eating disorders, it didn't make sense in my head. But at 13, I came across a video, of a trans person in fact, who talked about having eating disorders, but in fact it was because she was in the wrong body. At that moment, I really recognized myself in this person."

The doctor then asks if she has the support of [her] parents.

"Your family... did they understand a little of what's going on?" "Yes, they understood a little." "Do they know you're here today?" "Yeah."

Five minutes into the consultation, she addresses the question of surgeries.

"Are you considering surgeries in the future?" "Surgeries?" "Yeah." "Gender?" "Mastect. Mastectomy, removing the chest." "Yeah." "There are other surgeries that exist. We have a uterus, at the bottom with ovaries. So basically, it's possible to remove, it's something that can sometimes cause dysphoria."

Testosterone can make a woman infertile. The subject of fertility is the subject of a question.

"Is fertility, I understand that it is perhaps far away for you at 14, but is fertility something you want to maintain before you start?" "No. I always knew I didn't want children."

And finally, less than nine minutes into the consultation:

"Basically, the logic right now, I still prescribe hormones today in theory. Because the logic is that, basically there is nothing in your balance sheet that would stop me from giving you hormones basically. I'll start at one dose, it's not a mini-dose, like an intermediate dose between adults and..." "... non-binary, let's say." "No problem. The best is yet to come."

The consultation lasted less than 17 minutes. The side effects of testosterone do not have been addressed, which may seem surprising.

Confronted with this fact, the doctor told us that: "... a medical consultation cannot be evaluated in terms of duration, but rather in terms of quality of the exchange of information..."

[richardsletters]

Full name: Richad Ramirez   Date of birth: 2-28-60 Height, weight, shoe size: 6'1' 180 - 12 Hometown: Texas Marital status: Single             Family: 5 Wheels: Lamborgini in the SQ parking lot ha   Brother:4   Sister:1 Most Treasured honor: My dick Perfect women or man: Me Childhood Hero(s): Jack The Ripper Favorite TV shows: The Munsters Favorite Movies: Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Night of the living dead Favorite songs:  “” Favorite Songs: Led Zap, Black Sabbath, Iron Maiden Metallica, Ozzy. AC/DC Billy Idol Favorite singers:”” Favorite musicians:”” Hobbies: Slicing + dicing + spicing up Rump Roast. Favorite meals: Woman's feet Why you wrote me: cause your up on the times. Or so it seems. And your fine. Recommended reading: All murder books. True crime magazines Last book read: Marquis DeSade -  Jullietta + Justine Ideal evening: Full moon, sex + drugs all night Every January 1st, I resolve: Can't say here. ha Nobody knows I'm: ?? My biggest regret: Not carrying a gun at all times. ha

If I were president, I'd: rule with an iron heart and a rock hard dick. Who: I don't like about people: Everthing. 99% of the people suck. I like most women though. My biggest fear: Nothing. The supernatural maybe Pet peeves: ?              Superstitions: ? Friends like me because: I aint got friends. Associates only Behind my back they say: ?? If I were an animal, I'd be: a tyrannosaurus. Personal goals in life: ?? Favorite color: Black   Favorite number: 666 Political views: None all politicians can eat shit Thoughts on crime: It's a wheel. your either the driver or the one who gets crushed by it. Try and avoid (?) Thoughts on drugs: Great. They should be legalized Thoughts on sex: Great. Everthing goes. Sexual likes/dislikes: Great. Everything is good. Except fags. Women lesbians are ok. Describe first sexual encounter: Prostitute. I was 12 years old What I expect from friendships: Nothing Religious thinking: Satanic evil motherfucker What you are thinking now: Can I suck your toes

[fromtenthousandfeet]

When you look up the definition of greedy in the dictionary, there's a picture of this man

Aaack! That's terrifying.

Okay, I've been meaning to write this post for eons but it seems especially important now given all the crap that's going down at HYBE. We need to talk about BSH and his obscene wealth.

This April, Forbes published the list of South Korea's 50 richest people. Coming in at number 17 was the hitman himself, Bang Si-Hyuk, estimated to be worth 2.1 BILLION US DOLLARS. I believe that figure has likely gone down a bit thanks to HYBE's falling stock price, but that's still an absolutely crazy number.

Now let's talk about Scooter Braun. According to Wikipedia, he is estimated to be worth approximately $1 billion, however, most other outlets list him at being worth about $500 million. Either way, he's not buying generic cereal when he goes grocery shopping.

Bang PD paid approximately $1 billion dollars to Scooter when he acquired Ithaca Holdings in April, 2021. Scooter was given over $100 million in HYBE stock as well as an undisclosed cash payment.

Justin Bieber and Ariana Grande were each given $12 million worth of stock, while J Balvin received $4.8 million and Demi Lovato received $1.2 million. I would describe these "gifts" as glorified bribes to prevent each of them from bolting the minute the buyout was announced.

Now compare that to what the members of BTS received. For all their blood, sweat, and tears, starvation diets, no time off, worked to exhaustion, they each received 68,385 shares prior to the IPO, which were initially valued at $8 million per person. It's important to note Bang Si-Hyuk maintained their voting rights and votes on their behalf. So, they have shares, but no voting rights, i.e. no say in the direction of the company at the board of directors level.

It's worth noting that JB, AG, JB, and DL did absolutely nothing to earn those shares. They contributed nothing to the success of Big Hit and the eventual creation of HYBE Corporation. It's also worth noting that all four of them are no longer Scooter's clients.

HYBE America was the worst performing subsidiary under HYBE Corp in 2023, posting a loss of about $100 million (I'll dig up the financials for a future post). I think we all know where that went, but we can talk about that later. However poorly SB's business line performed, he will still continue to make profits off of his legacy clients thanks to sunset clauses in their original contracts. You can read about that here:

Scooter Braun sits on HYBE's Board of Directors. He is also 5th largest shareholder, with 0.8698% ownership. The members of BTS each have 0.1642% ownership (assuming they haven't sold their initial shares). I believe they will receive more ownership and voting rights when their new contract goes into effect, though. Meanwhile...

Bang Si-Hyuk is the Chairman of HYBE Corporation and the majority shareholder, with 31.57% ownership. He owns the place. When you add up all seven members' shares together, they still own less than 2% of the total shares of the company.

So please, for the love of GOD, understand that the members of BTS are not in charge. They are just employees. And frankly, they aren't well compensated when you compare them to other artists in the industry. Most sources say the members are each worth somewhere between $25 million to $40 million. Let's go with the low end of $25 million since that's the number I see most often. If Bang PD is worth $2.1 billion, that means each member is worth less than 1.2% of what Bang is worth.

ONE POINT TWO PERCENT!!!!

And you think Min Hee Jin is greedy???

Okay, back to the boys. Let's take a look at Simon Cowell's net worth. You know that guy? The one who formed One Direction and is a music and TV producer and personality? Do you want to guess how much he's worth? Well, its' not $2.1 billion. He's estimated to be worth a measly $600 million. And what about the former One Direction members themselves? (FYI all of these are estimates based upon online media sources).

Harry Styles - $120 million

Zayn Malik - $75 million

Niall Horan - $70 million

Louis Tomlinson - $70 million

Liam Payne - $70 million.

So, let's just pretend they each have $70 million. That means each member of One Direction is worth just under 12% of what Simon Cowell is worth.

One last thing. This is Bang PD's house in Bel Air, California. He bought it from Trevor Noah for $26 million. Mind you, that's potentially more than what the members of BTS are each worth. Just for one house in a country the man doesn't even live in.

Benevolent father figure my ass. But BTS are shareowners!!

Disclaimer: these numbers are all estimated based upon information available on the world wide web.

P.S. the 2024 Q1 earnings call is in a few hours. Prepare yourself for the media play.

[theresattrpgforthat]

I'm looking for an RPG where you make a setting collaboratively as a group, ideally with a roleplaying element. I know of Dawn of Worlds, A Quiet Year and Microscope but I'm trying to cast a wider net?

Can you help me out?

THEME: Worldbuilding & Roleplaying

Hello friend! I’m first going to direct you to two other posts I’ve made in the past, one about Town Builders, and one about Map-Making! Not all of them focus as much on roleplay, but I love a number of those games dearly. That being said, there are plenty more world building games out there that I’d love to talk about, and these three certainly allow for a lot of roleplay!

Ech0, by Role Over Play Dead.

Peace. Kids playing in mech wreckage. A ghost. 

One last journey across an ancient battleground to find a pilot's final resting place.

Ech0 is a game about three children and the ghost of a dead mech pilot, travelling through ruins of old battles, looking for the place where the pilot died. The group of you will craft a world shaped by the wreckage of wars past, with mech bodies embedded into a landscape, transformed into memorials, and (possibly) repurposed into something else. You’ll use these landmarks to illustrate a map and craft a history: do the children know what the war was about? Or has it been lost to history? 

I think this is an excellent game for the beginning of a campaign, mech or otherwise. If it’s a mech campaign, it might be set in the far future, after the war that you’ve already fought, or it might be the introduction of a planet that’s enjoyed a few decades of peace before getting launched into yet another conflict. Perhaps the mechs embedded in the soil will be unearthed to fight again and those children you created for Ech0 grow into ambitious and desperate pilots. It’s up to you!

Orichalcum, by Justin Quirit.

To find our way home, we must sift through the ruins and our memories of the Empire. But in our remembering, we must not forget what we have created for ourselves.

Orichalcum is a tabletop roleplaying map game for 1-5 players. Players will lay out a map of the Empire that oppressed their ancestors and drowned in a deluge of its own making. By remembering what was left behind, they will draw a connection from the past to the present. Their people, the Exiles, have evolved past the Empire's ways, and these differences will become features on each player's map of their island home. Orichalcum is a game about drowning empires and imagining utopias.

In this game, players will use printed “tiles” to help determine the kinds of peoples they represent, and the ways they differ from the Empire that has fallen. Each player will draw five tiles and place three; after each player places three tiles, your characters will go home. 

This is a beautiful game to describe a world after a ravenous Empire has finally met its end. I can see this acting as an epilogue after a campaign has watched the world end, or as an introduction to a world post-apocalypse, as different groups rise from the ruins. The pillars give the group inspiration and focus, and by the end of the game, you’ll have a number of different islands, each with unique cultures and peoples, to draw from for rich character backstories.

Lighthouse Keepers, by Chloe Sobel.

The sea was once a city. The sea is still a city: trenches stretch into the deep, dark and teeming with life, mirroring city-nights above.

In the world above the sea, there is a lighthouse. The lighthouse has always been there.

Lighthouse Keepers is a map-drawing game for 1-4 people about a lighthouse and the things that lurk outside it in the deep. You play a collective of lighthouse keepers living in an offshore lighthouse, a tower that stretches from its lantern high above the waves all the way down to the bottom of the sea in the hadal zone.

The game design is based on Avery Alder’s The Quiet Year and Carter Richmond’s Anomaly. Its themes are inspired primarily by Julia Armfield’s Our Wives Under The Sea and, by happy coincidence, it bears several thematic similarities to Robert Eggers' The Lighthouse.

This game has two versions; one with art and one without, in case players feel uncomfortable with some of the sea creatures depicted. This is a horror game - there is something in the water; nobody knows what it is, but everybody fears it. If you want to create a world where a lurking horror grows ever closer, this is absolutely the game for you.

Other games I’ve recommended in the past

Voyage, by Brendan McLeod.

Oldhome: Trip to Turtle City, by Takuma Okada.

[foxes-that-run]

William Bowery

William Bowery may be more than one person. William Bowery was a mystery from Folklore’s release 24 July 2020 until the Long Pond Sessions were released on Disney+ on 25 November 2020. When Taylor first talked about it she was not at ease, here in the interview with Zane Lowe she has a pause when talking about Joe writing Exile (49:34)

In the Long Pond Sessions talking about Exile Taylor says Joe wrote the piano and male lyrics. Jack moves his foot and clarifies “Jesus, lyrics too?” Which Taylor agrees with, adding Joe has such a low voice.

For Betty Taylor said "I just heard Joe singing the entire fully formed chorus of Betty from another room yeah" and "I've written so many songs from a female's perspective of wanting a male apology that we decided to make it from a teenage boy's perspective apologizing after he loses the love of his life because he's been foolish" Jack: "allegedly" "no he's been foolish" Jack: "well, we don't know who William Bowery is". "He's a fool, he's been foolish, we wrote it I'm confirming."

to Zane Lowe Taylor (25 Mins) said she and Joe love songs, she said that Joe wrote the melodic structure and she wrote the lyrics.

"We always bonded over music and had the same musical tastes and he's always the person who's showing me songs by artists and then they become my favorite songs". Funny, Harry has tweeted 6 hours worth of song recommendations.

Also to Zane Lowe, she said "we wrote it exactly the same way we did exile where Joe wrote the piano [pause and sharp breath in] I based the vocal melody on the piano and we sent it to justin" "Joe had written the piano part so that it the tempo speeds up and it changes the music completely changes to a different tempo in the bridge" (Below, Joe says he can play 'piano pretty badly')

7 December 2023 - In Taylors Time Magazine Person of the year article she referenced a number of Harry's inspirations and dressed like them. She referred to Paul McCartney who inspired Sweet Nothing and Bob Dylan who was an influence on Betty.

The name

I think every British guy is probably related to a William, as both Harry and Joe are. Harry has stayed at the Bowery Hotel a lot, including the week he met and started dating Taylor. Joe was also reported to be pictured there in October 2016 with Taylor. Which is not that unusual, it's a cool hotel.

Harry's last pre-pandemic show was the Fine Line secret session on March 2 at the Bowery Ballroom when he also replaced “beechwood cafe” with “Bowery ballroom” in falling He has stayed at the Bowery Hotel in April 2012 (when first dating Taylor) and returned in 2013, 2014, 2017, 2019 and 2022. Harry's grandfathers middle name was William.

Joe told Kelly Clarkson "William, my great-grandfather, who I actually never met was a composer. He wrote a lot of classical music and he wrote a lot of film scores, and then Bowery is the area in New York that I spent a lot of time in when I first went over there.” Joe was reportedly pictured at the Bowery October 2016.

Song credits

William Bowery is still credited as the songwriter of 3 songs on Folklore: Exile, Betty & Champagne Problems. He's also credited as a writer on Coney Island, Evermore, and Sweet Nothing on Midnights.

In April 2021 Joe Alwyn was credited as a producer for 6 songs of Folklore, including 3 songs William Bowery is not a writer on. Joe has no credits on Evermore and Midnights.

For comparison, Taylor is listed as the writer on This is what you came for, rather than her previous pseudonym

Timeline

25 November 2020 Taylor announced it in the Long Pond Session.

2021 ? I can't find Joe saying anything about it before April 2022?

15 March 2021 Folklore wins AOY Taylor said "I had the best time writing songs with you in quarantine" in her Grammy acceptance speech, (Aaron pursed his lip)

?? April 2021 - Joe has production credits on 6 songs

5 December 2021 - You're Losing Me was written

19 April 2022 - When asked if they'd write again, Joe told Elle "“It’s not a plan of mine, no.”

18 May 2022 - Taylor stopped liking Joe's IG posts and he didn't come to her NYU graduation.

19 May 2022 - Joe went on Kelly Clarkson to talk William Bowery, he looks down and blinks a lot when speaking.

After this Joe looked mad in the VMAs and walk before Midnights release and not seen again

21 October 2022 - Midnights released with Sweet Nothing, Joe doesn't seem to have been mentioned by Taylor or her team.

Always playing instruments

To Zane Lowe Taylor said, while discussing William Bowery:

"He's always just playing instruments and he doesn't do it in a strategic ‘I’m writing a song right now’ thing he's always done that”

However, even after Folklore Joe said this on playing instruments:

Saying, “I like music, and I played a bit of guitar awfully in a school band when I was 12.” and “I can play piano pretty badly, but never with the intent of, ‘Right, it’s time for my jazz-fusion album.'”

Harry has spoken about the importance of constantly picking up instruments, has hunted down unique guitars and a Dulcimer for Fine Line. In 2013 was taking piano lessons while touring with One Direction, now he tours with a Piano on tour to write on. Like the 10 minute ballad he wrote for the last LOT show.

Sweet nothing

Sweet nothing could be about Paul and Linda McCartney.

Taylor liked this old post with it the day she released you’re losing me and announced it was written 12 December 2021. The post links sweet nothing to a Paul McCartney Quote about Linda. Harry has referenced Paul and Linda’s collaboration album Ram many times, long before the WB songs:

To Howard stern in February 2020

To rolling stone in 2019

In his another man mix tape in 2017

Paul also interviewed Harry or Another Man and gave him advice on going solo. And Sweet Creature's melody has an homage to Paul's Blackbird.

Paul and Taylor also interviewed each other for Rolling Stone, it is fantastic interview, after Folklore. Interestingly they talk about pseudonyms and Taylor doesn't mention Joe or William Bowery. But does talk about writing under Nils Sjöberg.

"A pseudonym comes in is when you still have a love for making the work and you don’t want the work to become overshadowed by this thing that’s been built around you, based on what people know about you. And that’s when it’s really fun to create fake names and write under them." "I remembered always hearing that when Prince wrote “Manic Monday,” they didn’t reveal it for a couple of months."

Paul said his pseudonym was Fireman, which is referenced in the video for Willow. The phrasing of 'thing that is built around you' is really interesting. Joe does not have much built around him in terms of public persona, and writing together in the pandemic is remarkable, but not inconsistent with a public persona.

Bon Iver

Taylor said she hoped Bon Iver would do the project because ‘they are huge fans’ and Joe has a low voice. Justin Vernon and Harry Styles sound similar. So much so critics pointed out that that Fine Line has similarity to Bon Iver songs, Roslyn for example. This mash up also highlights this:

Even Liam Gallagher agrees, saying in 2019 that on fine line Harry sounded like Bon Iver:

20

William Bowery’s writing credits are on Folklore’s tracks 2, 4 and 14 (2+4+14=20) (see 20), folklore also came out 2020.

[justinspoliticalcorner]

Amanda Lewellyn at Vox:

Canada has a growing populism problem. Even Prime Minister Justin Trudeau thinks so. Like many other countries — including the United States — Canadians have spent the last several years dealing with pandemic restrictions, a rise in immigration, and a housing affordability crisis (among much, much else). And like many other countries, that’s showing up in a host of ways: Trust in institutions like the government and media is down. Sentiment on immigration is becoming more negative.

“Well, first of all, it’s a global trend,” Trudeau told Sean Rameswaram in an exclusive interview on Today, Explained. “In every democracy, we’re seeing a rise of populists with easy answers that don’t necessarily hold up to any expert scrutiny. But a big part of populism is condemning and ignoring experts and expertise. So it sort of feeds on itself.” As Trudeau points out, Canada is not alone. But our northern neighbor’s struggle is notable because the country has long been seen as resistant to the kind of anti-immigrant, anti-establishment rhetoric sweeping the globe in recent years — in part because multiculturalism is enshrined in federal law.

It goes back to the 1960s, when French Canadian nationalist groups started to gain power in Quebec. They called for the province’s independence from Canada proper. The federal government, led then by nepo daddy Pierre Trudeau, stepped in. Rather than validating one cultural identity over the other, the elder Trudeau’s government established a national policy of bilingualism, requiring all federal institutions to provide services in both English and French. (This is why — if you ever watch Canadian parliamentary proceedings, as I did for this story — politicians are constantly flipping back and forth between the two languages.) Canada also adopted a formal multiculturalism policy in 1971, affirming Canadians’ multicultural heritage. The multiculturalism policy has undergone both challenge and expansion in the half-century since its introduction. But Pierre Trudeau’s decision to root Canadian identity in diversity has had lasting impacts: Canadians have historically been much more open to immigration — despite having a greater proportion of immigrants in their population — than their other Western counterparts.

But in more recent years, that’s begun to change rapidly as large numbers of immigrants have entered the country amid a housing affordability crisis. An Environics Institute survey showed that in 2023, 44 percent of Canadians felt there was too much immigration — an increase from 27 percent the year before. That’s where Conservative opposition leader Pierre Poilievre comes in. Known as a “soft” populist, he’s started calling on Canada to cut immigration levels (so far, without demonizing immigrants, as we’ve seen from his populist counterparts elsewhere in the West). That said, he looks like a traditional populist in a lot of other ways: Poilievre embraced Canada’s 2022 Freedom Convoy protests, opposed vaccine and mask requirements, voted against marriage equality, has proposed defunding the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, wants schools to leave LGBTQ issues to parents, and has talked about repealing a litany of government regulations — from the country’s carbon tax to internet regulations. Basically, he’s against any “gatekeepers” to Canadians’ “freedom.”

[...]

The plan: Fight populism with policy

Enter: Trudeau’s half-trillion-Canadian-dollar plan for “generational fairness,” also known as the “Gen Z budget” for its focus on younger generations feeling the economic squeeze most acutely. [...]

Can it work?

The bet Trudeau is making is this: The best counterpoint to anti-establishment rhetoric is … using the establishment to make people’s lives better. “The biggest difference between me and the Conservatives right now is: They don’t think government has a role to play in solving for these problems,” Trudeau told Today, Explained. “I think government can’t solve everything, nor should it try. But it can make sure that if the system isn’t working for young people, that we rebalance the system. Market forces are not going to do that.” A key challenge will be demonstrating progress by the time elections roll around. Housing and real estate experts generally cheered the announcement — but noted that it might be years before people on the ground see any real change. Elections, on the other hand, aren’t yet scheduled but have to happen by October 2025 (parliamentary systems, man).

Even Canada isn't immune to the trend of increased right-wing populism, as it could end the reign of PM Justin Trudeau and his Liberal Party.

Trudeau is trying his best to counter it by enacting a Gen Z-focused budget plan.