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[manasastuff-blog]

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BEST COACHING FOR NDA SSB INTERVIEW 2025-2026

Preparing for the NDA SSB (Service Selection Board) interview is no small feat. It demands hard work and the right guidance to navigate the process successfully. With the increasing competition for the 2025-2026 sessions, it’s crucial to choose a coaching institute that truly understands the nuances of the NDA SSB interview. After thorough research and personal anecdotes from many successful candidates, it’s clear that Manasa Defence Academy stands out as the best choice for aspiring candidates.

MANASA DEFENCE ACADEMY PROVIDES THE BEST NDA SSB INTERVIEW COACHING TO THE STUDENTS

Regarding quality coaching, Manasa Defence Academy has built a strong reputation for its dedication and results. Here are some reasons why they're considered the best:

Comprehensive Curriculum

Manasa Defence Academy offers a well-rounded curriculum covering all NDA SSB interview aspects. This includes:

Interview Preparation: Focusing on personal interviews and board interviews where candidates learn how to effectively communicate their strengths and experiences.

Group Discussions: Helping students formulate thoughts and express ideas clearly while working effectively in a team.

Psychological Tests: Preparing candidates for psychological assessments, which are crucial for understanding one’s personality and adaptability.

Experienced Instructors

One of the key factors of Manasa Defence Academy's success is its experienced faculty. Instructors come with years of experience, some are even retired army personnel who have firsthand knowledge of the selection process. They share valuable insights that go beyond textbooks, offering tips that students won’t find anywhere else. Their friendly and approachable nature makes it easy for students to ask questions and seek guidance.

Mock Interviews and Feedback

Real-life practice is invaluable when it comes to interviews. Manasa Defence Academy regularly conducts mock interviews that simulate the actual experience. After each mock session, students receive constructive feedback on their performance. This iterative process helps them refine their skills, build confidence, and reduce anxiety.

Focus on Physical Fitness

The NDA selection process also places a significant emphasis on physical fitness. Manasa Defence Academy incorporates physical training into its curriculum to ensure candidates are not only mentally prepared but physically fit for service.

Individual Attention

With a lower student-to-teacher ratio, students at Manasa Defence Academy receive personalized attention. Instructors can focus on individual strengths and weaknesses, tailoring their coaching to meet the specific needs of each student. This is particularly important for addressing unique concerns and enhancing overall performance.

Success Stories

Some students have shared their success stories after attending Manasa Defence Academy. For instance, a recent graduate, Ravi, recalled how unsure he felt before joining. “The teachers were so supportive, and the mock interviews made me feel like I had a real shot at this,” he said, reflecting on his preparation journey. Moments like these highlight how the right coaching can change lives.

Community and Network

Joining Manasa Defence Academy means becoming part of a supportive community. The academy fosters camaraderie among students, creating an environment where everyone encourages one another. This network not only serves as a support system during preparation but also forms lifelong friendships.

Affordable and Accessible

Lastly, the academy is known for its affordability while maintaining high standards of education. Considering the importance of finding a balance between quality and cost, this makes Manasa Defence Academy an accessible option for many aspiring candidates.

In summary, if you're looking for the best coaching for the NDA SSB interview in 2025-2026, Manasa Defence Academy offers comprehensive training, experienced instructors, and a supportive environment that turns preparation into a successful journey. Whether you're just starting out or need to refine your skills, they have the resources and dedication to guide you through.

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[mauvecherie-writes]

duality: l.hamilton

pairing: lewis hamilton x black journalist!reader

summary: it’s two years on since and then a lot about your dynamic has changed. things are official and everyone is still none the wiser …

tags: 18+, MDNI, NSFW, extremely sexual content, oral sex (f receiving), protected sex, dirty talk, dom/sub elements, spit, choking, some slight edging, aftercare.

w.c: 4.5K

reading list: @queenshikongo3 @dhlfastestlap @saintslewis @serpenttines-library @hopefulromantic1 @cocobutterqwueen @bluesole16 @emjayewrites @chaneajoyyy @melodichaeuxx-lacritquexx @sapphireheaven @olyvoyl @lewisroscoelove @lh44adore @hellomadamebutterfly @scorpiobleue @qveenmelanink @tremendousstarlighttragedy @angelinaevans @bekindbecoolbeyou @greedyjudge2 @itsapurrfectstorm @createdbylivingclocks @samiwzx @omgsuperstarg @peyiswriting @miyuhpapayuh @blowmymbackout @purplelewlew

previous part: super soaker.

Your friends loved a good gossip session and tonight’s topic as you sat in the exclusive club ‘Lounge 418’ was who had the best dick game in Hollywood. You had very little input considering you were still reaching the heights of your popularity as a journalist and you barely paid attention to the couple of men who had tried to get some type of access to you and it was going to be denied each time.

“The athletes though.” Marie smirked as the rest of the table hummed in agreement. “The toxicity adds a little sweetness to it.” She added which caused you to giggle. Chanel turned her body to face yours.

“Aren’t they all in your DM’s anyway? A fine ass woman talking about them in detail. I know that gives them an ego boost.”

It does. they messaged you all the time, wanting to quiz your knowledge in person. An arrogance that annoyed the hell out of you so you never replied. The only one who ever caught your eye was Lewis and it worked in his favour because he approached you accordingly. You had posted a podcast episode recapping on the events of his race in Brazil in 2021. As a long time fan of his - that was the race that sparked your love for him all over again.

The way you had spoken so passionately about him and his career, defending his right to the championship. Lewis had sent you a message thanking you for your support. It was short and sweet but your crush on him drove you to give him an answer then everything snow balled from there. That one episode changed your life for the next two and a half years.

When your relationship initially began, it was strictly casual sex but things got intense pretty quickly and the NDA was scrapped when things became more official between you. However, the both of you loved and respected each other’s privacy thus no one, even your closest friends knew.

So lost within your mind, you had forgotten that you were the focus of the conversation until Lewis’s sport was mentioned, your head snapped upwards.

“What about that F1 guy you’re obsessed with?”

Your cheeks warmed as a sense of bashfulness filled you. “What about him?”

“Has he ever slid into your DM’s?”

“I mean…” You shrugged your shoulders as you sipped on your French 75. “He was pretty chill and he was thanking me for my support for him for my podcast episode.”

“And that was it?” Marie raised her eyebrow and a small smirk playing on her face.

“We spoke here and there but that was about it.” You replied, trying to keep it as vague as possible. You remembered how flirty he was and how you had gravitated towards him. Your crush did quite a chunk of heavy lifting but Lewis was a natural charmer and he invoked feelings within you that had thought were gone. He brought them out and they haven’t dissipated since.

“He just looks like an absolute sweetheart. I don’t think he’d be that freaky though - seems like the vanilla type.” Your friend Vanessa commented. “Not that there's anything wrong with Vanilla.” She added.

“Nah, I say it’s the sweethearts you need to be on the lookout for. One minute, they’re feeding your strawberries and the next, they’re eating your pussy from the back and their thumb slipping into your ass.”

“That was oddly specific Marie.” Chanel raised her eyebrow with a grimace which caused all of you to burst out laughing. You hid your face behind your glass with a smile on your face.

As the alcohol flowed so did the topics and Lewis was no longer a focus which caused you to relax. You were beginning to think about him too much even though you had been with him in the morning before he left.

Then your phone buzzed in your bag. You placed your drink down and took your phone out and a message notification was on the screen.

🏎️💨: I see you.

You looked up from your phone and tried to search the crowds in the lounge but it was too dimly lit.

You: Lol okay, Mr Creeper. Where do you see me from?

🏎️💨: I’m a few tables ahead of you to the right. I saw trying to look for me. I’m in the blue cap with the TH tracksuit.

As soon as you read the description of his appearance, you quickly spotted him and you couldn’t help but chuckle to yourself. His attempts at disguising himself in public were always terrible and him dressed top to bottom in a Tommy Hilfiger two piece was certainly not doing him any favours.

You: You are terrible at hiding yourself lol. You’re staring right at me.

You: Also, what are you doing here??? I thought you were having a quiet night until I came to your place.

🏎️💨: The boys dragged me out. They say I haven’t been out in a while. I didn’t know we were on our way here until we were outside.

🏎️💨: Come and say hi.

“Who are you texting that’s making you smile like that?” Marie as she tried to snoop, looking down at your phone. You quickly locked your screen and placed your phone back into your bag.

“Nobody.” You smiled at her as you got up. Smiling at everyone, “I just saw someone, I’m gonna say go say hi and I’ll be back.”

Your friends watched you as you walked away from your table, their eyes widening when they see the men sitting at the table.

As you drew closer, your smile could not be stopped as you saw him sitting there on top of the booth, his legs spread. You could spot his rainbow coloured pearl necklace from the top of the track jacket.

With a small wave to the other men, you made it in front of Lewis, standing in between his legs.

“You look good enough to eat.” He mumbled in your ear as you hugged him.

“You look good too.” You replied with a soft giggle. His head turned slightly into your neck and placed a kiss in the depression of your collarbone through the fabric of your top.

Your sweet spot.

You almost moaned but your will power compelled you to pull away.

“Are you allowed to hug me like that in public?” You softly asked him.

“Anything I say goes and I wanted that hug. I haven’t seen you since this morning.” He licked his lips as he let his eyes fall down to your midriff. It was like he could see himself back in your bed this morning. You tapped his thigh so he could focus on your face instead and once he held your gaze and sighed, you rolled your eyes.

“Always in the gutter.” You commented.

“You’re in there with me.” He threw back at you with a smirk. With his grip on your forearm, he pulled you closer in between his legs. Feeling his warmth had you taking a deep breath as he stared at you without word.

“So what’s on the agenda? Everyone’s looking at us, they’re gonna pick up on it.”

“It’s been two years, let them speculate.”

“You know now that I’ve seen you, I just want to leave now and my girls are gonna ask questions.”

“Tell them what you want.” He said. “In about thirty minutes, you’re gonna meet me out front and we’ll go back to my place.”

“What are we doing at your place?” You asked as you played with his zipper.

“You’ll find out when we get there but make sure you book a hair appointment soon.”

“Jesus Christ.” You breathed out as you let his words sink into your bones.

“Okay.”

“Okay what?”

“Okay … Sir.”

“Good girl.”

God, the urge to kiss him was strong within you but instead you pulled away from him and got back to reality. You patted his chest before you finally withdrew and went back to your table.

“What in the hell was that?!” Chanel exclaimed. “You were trying to play coy with us but you knew that Lewis Hamilton was going to be here?!”

“Yeah, friends my ass.” Vanessa snickered

“First of all, I didn’t know he was going to be here.” You spoke as you reached for the bottle of fresh champagne on the table.

“Was he the one messaging you?” “Is this the first time you’ve seen him in a social setting?” “Girl what the hell was that? Y’all were all up on each other?!” “Yeah, what was that about?”

“What is with all these damn questions?” You tried to laugh them off and focused on drinking. All your friends narrowed their eyes at you.

“This is not over.” Maria pointed at you.

“Whatever.” You playfully smacked her hand away from your direction. And for the next thirty minutes, you had tried to focus back your attention on your friends but since talking to Lewis, your body was riddled with anticipation.

Not wanting to wait any longer, you quickly said your goodbyes, they playfully jeered you as you walked away. You rolled your eyes laughing at their remarks. When you got outside, Lewis’s bodyguard was waiting outside of his truck to open the door for you.

You greeted him softly as you slid into the truck and sat yourself beside your boyfriend, who placed a light kiss on your cheek. You melted into the side of his body as you rode from the lounge to his property.

When you got up to his penthouse, you were in awe of the interior design. You especially loved his floor to ceiling windows that gave you the most perfect view of the New York skyline. Your toes wiggled against the heated floors as you had taken your heels off the moment you entered his home.

You were standing by the window when Lewis came behind you, holding a small glass of wine.

“You always said that you’d wanted to taste one of my wines from my infamous wine fridge.”

“I always found it interesting that you’re not much of a drinker but every home you own has a wine fridge and a small bar.”

“I like the aesthetic of it.” He shrugged his shoulders. “And just because I don’t drink doesn’t mean I can’t cater to the people around me who do.”

You took a sip of the beverage and you almost moaned at the richness of the wine hitting your tastebuds. You had always been a wine snob and Lewis indulged in your tastes by buying you expensive wines that you wouldn’t even think of.

“I can’t believe you got me a bottle of Burgundy.”

“You’d been raving about it for a week when you saw that it was being auctioned. Personally I don’t see what the fuss is about.” His last comment caused you to laugh. The bottle was a Chateau Latour from 1984, matured for forty years and you had wanted it since your first big paycheck. The bottle being auctioned was a blessing in disguise but you always talked yourself out actually spending close to £500 for it.

Lewis bought it for you without a blink.

You took another sip, a larger one than the last.

“It has very intense notes. It’s herby but has a lot of fruity notes coming to the top. Black cherries and blackberries is what I taste the most but it leaves an earthy note when it’s done.”

“You sound so hot when you talk like that.” Lewis softly groaned which caused you to blush. You placed the nearly empty wine glass down as he encroached into your personal space. You tried to ignore the way that he was staring you down which was causing your heart to beat incredibly fast. You had always reacted like this to him and you honestly thought that was never going to change.

You licked your lips as he cupped your cheeks in his hands and caressed your skin with his thumbs.

“I just love hearing you talk about things you’re passionate about.” He traced your bottom lip with his thumb as he dropped one of his hands to your waist and pulled you into his body.

“Thank you.” You whispered, admiring his beauty up close. You loved the small beauty spot that sat high on his cheekbone and the double nose piercings with diamonds that caught the light from all angles. His lashes were long and curled and as he looked at you - they seemed to be touching his cheeks.

“Want a taste of the wine?” You asked with a little smirk on your lips as Lewis moved his hand to the back of your head.

“Yeah, give me a taste.” He mumbled before he leaned down and captured your mouth. Lewis moaned softly as he savoured the residue of the wine still on your lips. You couldn’t move your head much as he had moved his hands to cup your face in his palms as he controlled the kiss. You melted into his hold, silently begging for more as you held onto his wrists trying to stabilise yourself.

You nibbled on his bottom lip which caused him to growl, he walked you backwards until you were pressed into the window behind you. Finally, he moved his hands away from your face and trailed them down your body and gripped you as you wrestled with his tongue. His hands dipped into the hem of your skirt until one of his fingers hooked on your thong.

“Can we move to the bedroom?” You whispered as Lewis kissed down the length of your neck. Your fingers moved to his hair, tugging on his braids as his tongue licked on your pretty brown skin.

“No one can see you from up here.” He said as he licked on your earlobe before sucking on it.

“Maybe next time but I want you to take me on your bed.”

“You want me to fuck you into my mattress is that it?”

“Yes.” You gasped at his words and then he picked you up in his arms and began walking towards the bedroom. You capture his lips again - in a far more frantic manner as you clawed at his clothes, begging him to take them off. He threw you onto his king sized bed and then discarded his jacket and white vest.

“Take it all off.” He commanded you which caused you to whimper. You stripped out of your clothes until you were left in just your thong and before you could pull them down, Lewis pulled you towards him by your ankle, squealing as he dragged you. Your back settled down onto the bed as Lewis positioned himself in between your legs and pulled your thongs away from your cunt.

Lewis felt you tremble as he parted your folds with his fingers, teasing them as he watched you react to his touch.

“I always tell you this but you have such a pretty pussy sweetheart.”

“And you love playing with my pretty pussy.”

“Yeah I do. I’m gonna play with you and make you feel so good until I’ve had enough.” You moaned at his words and thrusted your pussy into his face. Lewis chuckled at your desperation, pressing the pad of his thumb on your clit.

“How bad do you want it?” He asked you as you took off your underwear completely.

“I want it so bad baby.” You replied as he got onto his knees and placed your legs on his shoulders. “Please.” You pleaded.

“Ugh.” Lewis groaned. “I love it when you get like this. So needy before I even touch you.” He turned his head to place kisses on the inner of your thighs.

“Because you love teasing me until I can’t take it.” He smirked at you right before he buried his head in your thighs. The first burst of your small whimpers left you as he wrapped his lips around your clit and softly sucked it into his mouth. Your hands quickly found their way into your hair, tugging on the strands as he sucked on your sensitive bud. His eyes moved upward to meet yours that were already looking down at him. Lewis’s gaze was so intense as he caught your every reaction.

Shaky breaths left you as he flicked his tongue back and forth on your nub. Your sweetness trickled into his mouth, dipping the muscle into your cunt. You squirmed in his arms as he continued giving you slow strokes of his tongue before changing the motion into a suction.

“Oh shit!” You gasped as you jerked up to your elbows and pushed the back of your heels into his muscled, tattooed back. Lewis softly groaned against you as his cock strained in his pants.

“Just like that.” You moaned as you pulled on the covers beneath you as you rolled your hips into his mouth. Just as your orgasm was on the eclipse, he pulled away from you and your sound of despair was music to his ears as he grabbed a strip of condoms from the bedside table and he threw them beside you on the bed.

“I hate it when you stop just as I’m about to cum.” You whined as you watched him cover his dick with the condom.

“I know sweetheart but tonight, I only want to feel you cumming on me.” He told you as he traced your opening with the tip of his cock as he crowded your body from above. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders as he hiked your legs to his waist. Lewis leaned down and pressed a searing kiss onto your lips, you hummed into his mouth as you tasted yourself on his tongue.

He slowly slid inside.

“Fuck.” The both of you sighed. You dug your nails into his shoulders as he slid further into your cunt. Your lips brushed against each other as he slowly dragged his cock in and out of you as you continued to adjust to the stretch. Two years on and you still took a little time to accommodate him.

He placed a kiss on your hairline as he whispered sweet words in your ear. “Always tight and sweet for me.” You whimpered at his words as you tried to push your hips up to encourage him to pick up speed but all he did was put his hands in the crook of your knees, pushing them down. From the new position, his chains were dangling down into your face.

“Baby.” You called him.

“Yeah baby?”

“Don’t go sweet on me. I need you.” His strokes were slow, building his momentum but hearing you say that made his jaw clench. He’d always tried to be gentle with you never really letting his mask slip but there were times before where he had given you a taste and you craved for Lewis to let go of his inhibition.

“I’ll ruin you sweetheart. I’ll ruin you for good.” He mumbled as he pecked your lips.

“I’m yours. Do what you want to me.”

Lewis let your words wash over you and they made him buckle. He dropped his forehead onto yours with his eyes closed.

“Do you know the traffic light system?” He asked you and you quickly nodded your head in response.”

“Green means go, amber is slow down and red is stop.”

“Good girl.” He hummed, giving you one more kiss. “I still want a safe word.”

“Burgundy.” You shot out an answer which caused him to smirk.

“That’s my girl.” He sat up but he was still holding you down as he angled his hips and hit your spot at a different angle. Your breath ceased, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he began to focus on that same spot - thrusting into you hard and fast. Your walls tightly clenched around him, strangling his cock as your body was swept in pleasure. Because of the previous build up, your orgasm was quickly rising.

He could feel your warmth and wetness through the sheath of the latex and for the umpteenth time, his mind wandered to how you’d feel without the barrier in between you. His knees were already buckling , he knew without the condom, he’d crumble. However, he had to focus. Your moans were calling out to him, your hand was pressing at his abdomen to try and relieve some of the pressure but he wasn’t going to let up.

He would get you right to the edge, get your legs shaking before he would stop. Edging you over and over until you were begging with tears trailing down the sides of your face.

“Please, please, please, please.” You rambled as you thrashed your head around, completely overwhelmed with your nerves being overshot by his actions and his dick pushing deeper inside of you. Your eyes were closed as you tried to regulate your breathing to focus on not climaxing.

“Open your eyes baby.” Lewis grabbed your cheeks, the pain of his blunt nails digging into your skin forced you to open your eyes. “There you go. I need you to keep looking at me as I fuck you stupid.”

He hiked up your right leg to his shoulder as he picked up his pace, pounding into you harder and faster.

“Lewis!” You exclaimed his name as your back arched off the bed, gasping for air as his hips snapped harshly against your skin. He loved the way his name fell from your lips, the best music to his ears. “Right there baby!”

“Open your mouth.” He demanded and you promptly let your mouth part. He hovered above you and let some spit drop into your mouth. You whimpered as you quickly swallowed and showed him your tongue to show him that you’d done it.

“That’s my good girl.” He smiled at you and then wiped your bottom lip, smudging the last of your lipstick. His fingers were so close and you took them into your mouth, sucking on them causing his rhythm to stutter. He pushed his fingers a little bit further into your mouth which caused you to gag a little bit and you kept sucking on his digits.

You have a thing for choking and he’d picked up on that but hadn’t really done much to play with you until now. Lewis took his fingers out of your mouth and brought them to your neck and applied just enough pressure to make your walls clamp up around him. You squeezed your eyes closed as more tears came - you couldn’t hold back anymore, our body was begging for release and Lewis continued with his teasing.

“Hold your legs up.” He told you and when your arms hooked around your trembling thighs, Lewis bent his body so that his head was closer to your chest and took a nipple into his mouth. He grazed your areola with his teeth before sucking on your nipple causing your walls to quiver around his dick.

Even without words, Lewis could feel your body crying for release. “My dirty, dirty girl. I can feel you milking my dick, just trying to take me for all my worth.” Using his weight to hold you down, one hand still around his neck and the other coming in between your bodies to pinch your clit before moving his fingers in swift and fast circles on your nub.

“This pretty pussy doesn’t want to let me go sweetheart.” He whispered into your ear before placing a kiss on your shoulder. “Squeezing me so fucking tight.”

“I need to come.” Your lips were against his ear, his cold jewellery touching your warm, flushed skin. “Please let me come, Sir. Let me come for you.”

“What if I don’t want you to? What if I just want you right on the edge? Hm? What if it brings me pleasure edging you and watching you suffer?”

“Baby…”

“You can stop it now. Just give me the word and I’ll end it all right now.”

You shook your head. “Don’t stop.”

Lewis then shifted your position yet again, this time with your knees now on each side of your head. He began fucking you harder than before which left you incoherent, begging and pleading for any and everything.

Your juices were drenching the both of you and with each thrust, the slapping of wet skin caused an echo to carry across the room.

“I’m gonna come!” You inhaled sharply as your chest heaved for air. Lewis placed a kiss onto the back of your leg.

“Come for me baby. Wanna feel you drench my dick.” His words broke the dam. Your whole body was set ablaze as your orgasm consumed your body as you called out his name in a desperate cry. Lewis dropped his head into the crook of your neck, sucking your skin into his mouth as he fucks you through the climax.

His thrusts became irregular and sloppy until he was moaning against your flesh as he erupted into the condom. You held onto each other as the both of you tried to control your breathing. Your bodies were covered in sweat and the stickiness of your fluids in between your legs.

Your body was still vibrating from the intensity of your orgasm. “I can’t feel my legs.” You mumbled in his ear causing Lewis to chuckle. He turned his head and kissed along your jawline before capturing your lips into a soft kiss.

“Did I hurt you baby?”

“In all of the best ways.” You smiled against his lips. “One of the best orgasms you’ve ever given me.”

“One of many.”

“God, I love you.” You groaned as you wrapped your arms around his neck as he began to move away from the bed and towards the bathroom. He sat you on the counter of the sink as he walked to the bathtub to fill it with water before coming back to you.

He parted your legs and grabbed a wet rag and began wiping you down. “Are you sure I didn’t hurt you baby?” The marks of his touch were beginning to show on your skin and the concern in his tone made you swoon. You placed a hand on his cheek and made him look at you.

“I’m fine baby, I swear. I still feel like you’re holding back on me.” You replied.

“It’s our first time venturing into that type of play. I don’t want to overwhelm you just yet. Things tonight were already intense so we need to be careful about that.”

“Hmmm.” You hummed as your walls clenched around nothing and your nipples began to tighten. “God, I love it when you talk to me like that.”

Lewis smirked down at you before leaning forward and kissing you once more. “I take being a dom very seriously. You’re my girl and I love you so I have to be extra cautious.”

“Are you finally going to make me yours completely?”

“You already are, sweetheart, I don’t need to dominate you to prove that.” He licked his lips before picking you up and walking you to the tub.

“No, but it would be nice.” Your answer caused him to laugh as he settled the both of you in the warm water. Your body was sore in all of the right places and here you were in the arms of the same man who brought you the sinful pleasure and now the most tender affection.

The duality of his love.

ru’s letters 💌: I cannot believe that this was sitting in my drafts for two years. I did some adjustments for it to be a sequel and instead of a prequel. Hope you loved it my angels 😘.

edit: thinking of doing a final part for this where we fully explore Lewis in a full Dom mode. Let me know what you think 🫶🏾

[silvermountaingirl]

Locus Magazine's September update on the Neil Gaiman allegations

"CORRECTIONS (on page 4) In our August 2024 story regarding recent allegations against Neil Gaiman, we erroneously described Tortoise Media (which broke the news) as a tabloid; we apologize for the mischaracterization. Tortoise Media is a British news website founded in 2018

MORE GAIMAN ALLEGATIONS (on pages 72-3) We reported last month on two women who accused author Neil Gaiman of sexual assault. Since then, three more women have come forward with allegations. Two of them spoke on the Tortoise Media podcast Master: The Allegations Against Neil Gaiman. Caroline Wallner lived on Gaiman’s property in Woodstock NY from 2014 to 2021, and says that she felt pressured to have sex with him in order to maintain her living situation; she further alleges that when she stopped responding to requests for explicit photos and videos, Gaiman’s business manager told her she had to move out by December 2021. Wallner says Gaiman paid her $275,000 that month in exchange for signing an NDA that ‘‘disputes and denies that Wallner has sustained any losses, damages, or injuries for which Gaiman is legally responsible.’’ Wallner chose to come forward after hearing the earlier allegations.

The second woman on the podcast, Julia Hobsbawm, says Gaiman made ‘‘an aggressive, unwanted pass’’ at her in 1986, when she was 22 and Gaiman was 25, after which she cut off contact.

Two other women reportedly declined to be interviewed for the podcast but provided messages and ‘‘corroborating evidence’’ pointing to a pattern of behavior on Gaiman’s part. Details are here: www.tortoisemedia.com/2024/08/01/exclusive-two-more-women-accuse-neil-gaiman-of-sexual-assault-and-abuse/

The other accuser, using the name Claire, appeared on a different podcast, Am I Broken: Survivor Stories. She claims that she was a fan of Gaiman and met him at a book event in 2012, subsequently entering into a ten-month in-person and long-distance relationship that allegedly included unwanted interactions such as a kiss, groping, phone sex, and pressure to have sex. She described feeling ‘‘gross’’ but going along with the kiss because ‘‘it was Neil Gaiman.’’ She claims Gaiman said, ‘‘I’m a very wealthy man, and I’m used to getting what I want.’’ She also said Gaiman claimed she initiated the contact, and that he blamed his autism for failing to properly read her body language. The podcast is here: amibroken.buzzsprout.com/763742/15488615-s4-ep2-claire-i-ignored-it-and-i-believed-him-because-he-s-the-storyteller-neil-gaiman.

Gaiman has declined to comment publicly on the allegations."

[brf-rumortrackinganon]

Hi! I saw this comment and it feels like lots of nonsense, what do you think?

“Byline Times did an expose proving (with copies of bank statements) that Will and Kate’s private secretary’s partner had received two payments totalling £4000 from a bank account belonging to the Sun, in exchange for insider info about Harry and Meghan. Dan Wootton revealed he’d been given insider information and details of private conversations by his longtime best friend, Harry and Meghan’s former communications secretary Jason Knauf (the person who sneakily gave the Thomas Markle letter to the Daily Mail and who leaked the bullying allegations which he initiated to the press) and far from being fired for breaking his NDA and leaking private info about his employers to the tabloids, Will and Kate hugely rewarded him by appointing him CEO of their foundation. Obviously they knew and approved of the underhand smear campaign Knauf was engaged on. Otherwise why make someone proven to be untrustworthy and a backstabber head of your entire foundation?

Clearly someone on the Cambridge team leaked the private conversation and argument that occurred during the bridesmaids dress fitting.

Several of Harry and Meghan’s staff revealed they were in regular contact with tabloid journalists throughout their time working for the Sussex household, which is in direct breach of their NDAs, none of them got fired for something that would be a case for immediate dismissal unless it had been condoned by someone higher than Harry and Meghan.

Melissa Toubati was installed in a senior position despite never having done that job even at entry level a day in her life, and after she was fired for misconduct and faking her CV she somehow immediately walked into a plum position as nanny to a billionaire whose sister is a tabloid reporter, that tabloid reporter has an inside line on Meghan stories since Toubati started working for her brother.

The Times have published, then deleted and removed multiple articles critical of or negative towards the RF.

Several journalists have gone on the record as saying whenever they’ve approached the Palace for a comment on a negative story they’re planning to print about William, they’ve been offered a scandal about Harry to print in exchange for killing the William story.

Richard Palmer was publicly confronted with the fact he’d attended a private VIP reception which Buckingham Palace threw for tabloid editors and tabloid reporters, and his response was that he believed the event was strictly private and would be kept out of the public eye.

Piers Morgan claiming senior royals had personally thanked him for smearing Harry and Meghan and strongly implied on Instagram that one of them was William.

Are people really so naive they don’t realise the tabloids and the RF enjoy a quid pro quo relationship, and that ALL the senior royals (bar the Queen) leak stories about each other to the tabloids and have close personal relationships with favoured journalists who they use to get ‘their side of the story’ out? Harry and Meghan used Omid Scobie, Will and Kate use Dan Wootton, Charles has his own pet journalists too, even back in the day Charles and Diana both had their own rival reporters who they’d leak their ‘side’ to.”

https://www.mumsnet.com/Talk/the_royal_family/4214238-I-think-this-article-might-have-been-semi-authorised-by-KP?pg=3

It is a lot of nonsense, and a lot of it has been debunked over the years. Let's take it from the top, shall we?

Byline Times is a Sussex-affiliated publication. It's been a long time since I heard that name...they are linked to Bouzy and Sussex Squad, or they were back in 2020/2021.

Dan Wootton's real Megxit source hasn't been officially confirmed, but even speculatively, it's not Jason Knauf. It's Christian Jones, who was originally hired by KP to support the Sussexes but decided to stay with KP when the household split and the Sussexes were sent to Windsor/BP. Harry confirms that it was Jones in Spare, writing that he has/had proof and that William blew him off when Harry tried to discuss it with him in January 2020.

Jason Knauf didn't give Thomas Markle's letter to the DM. Thomas Markle himself did. This is on the record and a statement of fact from the court case.

I'm not sure about the allegation that Knauf leaked the bullying allegations to Valentine Low. I haven't heard this one before. What I do know about Knauf and the bullying allegations is that Knauf brought it up to William and wrote about it to Clarence House asking for assistance and from there, it was squashed. There is no official record of his part in leaking it to Low in February 2021.

It is plausible that Camilla's leak about the dress fittings came from someone close to the Cambridges. But it could also have come from a neutral third-person party who was witness to the incident or overheard others talking about the incident. (Do note that there is a rumor/speculation that Camilla allegedly overheard Meghan bragging about it while around KP and/or that Camilla is in receipt of text messages proving KP's version of the story.)

Reporters on the royal rota themselves have acknowledged being friendly with staff and principals (Harry, Meghan, William, and Kate) and often receiving information through conversations and observations.

Melissa Toubati used to work for Robbie Williams and Ayda Fields, and for years. She actually has done that kind of PA work before and was very familiar with the celeb world.

Piers Morgan's "senior royals" are Camilla and Fergie. William doesn't typically speak to the press like that.

Yes, most of the senior royals leak about each other. Wootton was not William and Kate's favorite. It was Camilla Tominey and/or Royah Nikkah.

Conclusion: You ran into a Sussex Squaddie in the wild, circa 2019. Only Sussex Squad was taking anything Byline Times printed seriously or legitimately.

[doyoulikethissong-poll]

Billie Eilish - NDA 2021

"NDA" (non-disclosure agreement) is the fifth single from Billie's second studio album, Happier Than Ever. Inspired by her relationships, "NDA" has lyrics about her struggle with fame, stalkers, and fight for privacy.

The single reached the top 20 in Australia, Canada, Greece, Ireland, Lithuania, New Zealand and Norway, while in USA the single logged position 39. Billie self-directed the gorgeous music video, which depicts her walking alone on a desert road as cars race around her.

The poll results were extremely close, with 49% total yes, and 51% total no.

[sertsiken0606]

Merhaba Hasan bey ben Neriman bu güzel hikayeleri okudukça bende başımdan geçen bir olayı anlatmak istedim. Yaşım 49 tercümanlık yapıyorum . 4 kez evlenip boşanmış çocuksuz bir kadınım ilk kocam ile lise yıllarında tanıştım liseyi bitirir bitirmez kimseye haber vermeden evlendik eşimin anne ve babası beni kabul etmedi bende eşimi ailem ile yaşamaya ikna ettim üniversite için eşim Diyarbakır a ben İstanbul a gittim gencim güzelim boyum posun herşeyimle süper bir kadın olarak dikkatleri çekiyorum illa erkekler arkadaşlık teklifi yapıyor . İlk dönemin sonuna kadar biraz kendimi oynayarak eşimle telefonda seks yaparak geçirdim . O konuşma sırasında birgün eşimin evde yanlız olmadığını anladım sordum kimse yok dedi tabiki vardı hemde bir kadın vardı evde çok kızmış ve kıskanmıştım hemen ertesi gün otobüse binip Diyarbakır a gittim okulun yakınlarında ev tutmuştuk kirasını babam ödüyordu gizlice takip ettim o gün gün içinde 2 kız ile buluşup öpüştüler oynaştılar babamın avukatını aradım boşanma davası açtı bu arada dijital kamera ile resimlerini çektim otobüse İstanbul a gittim o gün gördüklerim aklımdan çıkmıyor hemde canım seks yapmak istemişti biraz Beyoğlu nda biraz Dolmabahçe taraflarında gezindim 30 yaşlarında yakışıklı uzun boylu esmer bir adam sürekli bana bakıyor gözleriyle beni süzüyordu yakışıklı adam bu adam tam aradığım biriydi göz kırptım yanıma geldi konuşmaya başladık ismi Erkan İstanbul teknik üniversitesinde öğretim görevlisi olarak çalışıyormuş geç olmuştu evime gitmek için kalktım arabam var ben bırakayım dedi kabul ettim eve girdik kahve içelim dedim ben kahveleri yapmaya hazırlanıyorken arkamdan gelip sarıldı boynumdan öptü memelerimi okşamaya başladı hemen dönüp dudaklarına yapıştım ateşli bir şekilde öpüşmeye başladık ben Erkan ı Erkan beni mutfakta sevişerek muz soyar gibi soyduk aman Allahım bu adamın siki çok uzun ve kalın geldi gözüme kocam olacak adinin 15 16 cm di Erkan ın siki enaz 22 yada 23 cm di Erkan beni masaya yatırıldı amımı yalamaya başladı elleri vücudumun her yerinde geziyor beni deli ediyordu masadan doğrulup yatak odasına gidelim dedim öpüşerek oynaşarak yatak odasına gittik 69 pozisyonuna geçtik yatağa yatar yatmaz Erkan ın siki ağzıma sığmıyordu yaladım bende birden kalp gibi atmaya başladı ilk defa bir erkeğin döllerini yuttum hoşuma gitti Erkan beni domalttı arkama geçti sikini amıma sürtüp birden yüklendi hepsini soktu ben kocamla ilk seks yaptığım zaman bile öyle bir acı yaşamamıştım Erkan pompalıyor elleri vücudumu okşuyordu ben zevkten ne yaptığımı bilmiyordum o gece sabaha kadar Erkan beni defalarca orgazm etti 2 ay sonra kocamdan boşandım Erkan ile 4 yıl boyunca kocam gibi yaşadım okul bitince Erkan yurtdışına gitti bende memleketime babam bana bir yazıhane açtı seyahat ve turizm üzerine halen devam ediyorum en son kocam 2021 öldü artık evlenmeden devam ediyorum. Sikişmek çok güzel

[heycrymeariver]

five and many more: a timeline summary

(For legal reasons, all of this is alleged.)

Ref. links: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6

1984, is the first time Neil Gaiman released a book. 

In 1985, he got married and started his career as a comic book writer and in 1986, he assaulted Julia Hobsbawm.

This took place in Chalk Farm, London, where he forcibly kissed her and shoved her down on the sofa at her own studio flat before she escaped. According to The Crown Prosecution Service, “sexual assault is where one person intentionally touches another person sexually without their consent. The touching can be done with any part of the body or with an object.” In her own words, she described it as “an aggressive, unwanted pass” and that she still remembers it even now. 

Through 1987 and 2002 he progressed his career and published the famous book Coraline. A new year happens and he is in his early-forties and is thriving off of the success of his several money-making works, at a book signing event in Sarasota, Florida. There he hits it off with a young 18 year old (K) and they start dating. Two years later, in 2005, with two more awards under his belt, he forcibly penetrated that young twenty year old who told him not to because of a painful infection.

After another two years, he and his first wife divorced.

It's 2012, five years later and one year into a new marriage and at another book signing, Neil, age 52, immediately assaulted Claire (pseudonym) with a non-consensual kiss. Throughout keeping contact Neil had escalated this with video and phone calls that had a heavy sexual connotation where he appeared to either be naked or tried to instigate something. All of this accumulated into sexually assaulting her on a tour bus. Neil’s contact with her lasted until 2014 where he had promptly accused her in a text message that she had used him for sex.

Within the same year, Neil had enough money to buy a property, and met Caroline Wallner, 55, and her at-the time current husband. With a deal to do odd jobs for Neil and his wife to live there until she could own a five-acre plot, it wasn’t long before things turned sour. A divorce in 2017 sent everything spiraling, with her former husband fired, she in a once financially stable position, was now completely dependent on Neil Gaiman who used that to his advantage. Using her lack of financial stability to get himself sexual favors, he coerced her into a sexual-only, notably uninformed BDSM-entering territory while she was emotionally vulnerable, not accepting denials. This lasted until the summer of 2021, and in December of that year she and him went to court, what awaited her was $275k of compensation and a non-disclosure agreement (nda).

It wouldn’t take long for another woman to experience Neil Gaiman’s repeated offenses as well because in February of 2022, Scarlett (a pseudonym), age 23, a newly hired nanny, was sexually assaulted in the bathtub at his house. Neil, age 61, climbed into the bathtub with her and coerced her into having sexual relations. He too, in his coercion of her, made her financially dependent on him and brought BDSM elements to an inexperienced young woman who could not say no.

Since July 3rd of this year, 2024, five women have come out with sexual assault allegations aimed at Neil Gaiman. They all have several things in common with each other: either being young and naive, a fan of his, or put in a vulnerable spot financially or emotionally. Throughout the years and according to the stories, Neil progressively gets more bold and aggressive in his attempts for sexual gain. There are many more stories out there and whispers on the internet of how predatory Neil Gaiman has been in the industry. However, focusing on the five women who came out to speak and pushing their voice is an important part of the discussion.

Staying silent will only protect his peace.

(If you want to help keep this topic alive, please check out this post by @taraljc to see what steps you can take.)

[mochademic]

100 Days of Productivity [Day: 85] || 100 Jours de Productivité [Jour: 85]

the beginning of may has been a struggle for me over the last few years. I lost my dad at the end of April in 2021 & my husband one year later. I find myself isolating from everyone around me & overloading my day with tasks beyond what I would usually have the energy for. especially now since I can't seem to kick the homesickness & access my sense of peace. one day, this time of year will be easier to carry. but that is not today. & that's okay i have a penny for my thoughts, but thankfully I don't need a quarter to call home [iykyk].

academic work:

-finish unit 2.0 [including spoken portion] -re-write notes -start on imperfect & future conjugations list [ask coworker if they can take a look at it when done]

freelance work:

-finish binding second book for the week [canvas fabric] -start sewing project

office work:

-fix issues with remote access to the main computer [half done...will finish tomorrow... >:[ ] [ i need to be put in the rage cage about this!!!] -set up new accounts/issue NDA's

currently listening // Middle of Nowhere by Macabre Plaza

Le début du mois de mai a été une période difficile pour moi ces dernières années. J'ai perdu mon père à la fin du mois d'avril 2021 et mon mari un an plus tard. Je me retrouve à m'isoler de tous ceux qui m'entourent et à surcharger ma journée avec des tâches qui dépassent ce pour quoi j'aurais normalement de l'énergie. surtout maintenant que je n'arrive pas à me débarrasser du mal du pays et à accéder à mon sentiment de paix. un jour, cette période de l'année sera plus facile à supporter. mais ce n'est pas aujourd'hui. et ce n'est pas grave, j'ai un penny pour mes pensées, mais heureusement je n'ai pas besoin d'une pièce pour appeler chez moi [si vous savez, vous savez…].

travail académique :

-finir l'unité 2.0 [y compris la partie orale] -réécrire les notes -commencer la liste des conjugaisons de l'imparfait et du futur [demander à un collègue s'il peut y jeter un coup d'oeil quand il aura fini].

travail en freelance :

terminer la reliure du deuxième livre de la semaine [tissu de toile] -commencer un projet de couture -commencer un projet de couture

travail de bureau :

-résoudre les problèmes d'accès à distance à l'ordinateur principal [à moitié fait…finira demain… > :[ ] [ j'ai besoin d'être mis dans la cage de rage à ce sujet !!!] -créer de nouveaux comptes/émettre des NDA's

chanson // Middle of Nowhere par Macabra Plaza

[modelsof-color]

Leila Nda , Kim Jia and Naomi Chin Wing for Roberto Cavalli FW 2021 Collection

[nanamineedstherapy]

Kaapi Aur Kaand: South Delhi Gangs Edition

Previous Chapter - [Tumblr/Ao3] A/N: This fic is based on true events (i.e. every group project I ever did with men) warning: contains caffeine-fuelled vengeance, parasocial loyalty to filter coffee, Gojo being a chaabi-less himbo, & Nanami praying for god to kill all startups. Inspired by the question: What if capitalism but everyone was hot & needed therapy? If you’ve ever wanted to sue a founder on Shark Tank, this one’s for you 🫡 Anyway enjoy the unhinged startup gore. (p.s. Sukuna is right. Helvetica is the font of war.) No hate to anyone, its all just comedy.

A corporate shootout, but the guns are NDAs and Gojo's chaabi-less Audi.

It started the way most Delhi beef does—on LinkedIn.

A beige-font post with the humility of a CAA student and the subtlety of a banana republic ad:

“Emerging startups need to step back and let legacy brands lead.”

— Eepy Crow’s CEO, apparently inspired by Ambani but mentored by Manav Kaul

He wasn’t even tagged.

Just... posted it.

No context.

But you choked on your espresso.

Because you were the “emerging startup.”

The one roasting beans and egos since 2021.

The one with warehouses in Noida, interns from IIT, and the emotional stamina of a C-section mother running a tech team.

Nanami read the post, looked up from his quarterly report, and muttered, “I’m going to kill him.”

Gojo shared it in the team group chat with, “Should we post a reaction reel or just slash his tyres?”

Suguru shared it to your internal Slack with the caption: “Hahaha, are we allowing war crimes yet?” Then sipping oat milk like a villain in slow motion, added it to his “petty crimes I’m manifesting” list.

Sukuna was already in the parking lot, warming up. “Send me the location.”

Toji was in a towel on the terrace bench-pressing the printer, already on Instagram DMing the CEO’s girlfriend. He saw the post and said, “Say less. Give me 48 hours and a cricket bat.”

You kicked open the glass door of the CP investor roundtable an hour later.

Hair uncombed. Kajal smeared like war paint. Black kurta, silver jhumkas, chappals snapping like gunshots on marble.

Toji followed behind, chewing gum and looking like he’s already committed three minor felonies.

The CEO looked like a law intern turned health startup bro who discovered caffeine after losing his crypto wallet.

Three co-founders. One vision. Zero originality.

Packaging like an Art Deco Spotify ad. Branding like they swallowed the entire Pinterest board of Bon Appétit India.

And now he wanted to talk legacy?

You walked up to him, sipped your espresso, and said: “Who taught you marketing? A 3rd year SRCC frat boy on his second heartbreak? Or was it Akshay Kumar during a pressure cooker ad?”

He blinked. “Can we not—”

You didn't. “Bhaiya, aapne LinkedIn pe post kiya na? Ab face pe sun lo.”

The Eepy Crow boys ran with legacy funding, Gen Z packaging, and Gurgaon dads.

You? You had rage, caffeine, juniors who knew Photoshop, and absolutely no respect for men with sandalwood-beard-oil startups.

Startup War: Day Zero

Their flagship café opened in Defence Colony at 9:00 AM sharp.

By 9:01, your rage was boiling like an underpaid tandoor.

Right across the street from your best-performing kiosk. A kiosk built on insomnia, broken relationships, and two years of unpaid emotional labour. A kiosk where even the pigeons knew better than to shit on your logo.

Then their banner had the audacity to read:

"REAL Coffee. REAL Flavour. Not Filtered By Attitude."

Gojo staired. “Is that... is that about us?”

You didn’t blink. Didn’t breathe. Just sipped your cutting black brew.  “They want smoke. Let’s give them  a gas chamber.”

You gathered the team.

War Room Meeting: 10:00 AM

You walked in like a mafia consigliere in a Fabindia funeral edit. All black kurta. Khol. Gold jhumkas swinging like guillotine blades.

Nanami already had a whiteboard up, graphs stabbing across it like war wounds. Toji brought a cricket bat and a chai thermos filled with vodka. Suguru was hand-roasting beans in a corner like some evil witch auntie. Gojo looked like he hadn't slept since Tinder updated. Sukuna wore a red shirt, silver chains, and that glint in his eye—the one he only got before crime.

You: CEO. Full Wasseypur revenge arc. Hair unbrushed. Eyes sharp. No time for emotional closure.

Gojo: Partnerships lead. Wearing eyeshadow brighter than his career prospects.

Nanami: CFO. Already threatening to call SEBI.

Suguru: Head of R&D. Barista Cult Leader. Quietly planning biological warfare via almond milk.

Sukuna: Brand Head. Has 3 meme drafts ready. All of them slander.

Toji: Logistics. Smirking like he just ran a red light with no number plate.

Ino: On Leave.

Nanami starts the meeting, “They’ve poached two of our vendors. Offered them double. Their cost of production is now 38% higher than ours. They’re losing margin just to spite us.”

Sukuna sipped his Red Bull. “Let me design the revenge poster. I want blood splatter and Helvetica.”

Suguru raised a brow. “Can I poison their almond milk supply chain?”

Toji cracked his knuckles. “I’ve already hacked their founder’s wife’s Pinterest. She now follows a board titled ‘Meat Porn & Failed Marriages.’”

You nodded. “Focus. We have 72 hours. Operation: Caffeine Coup. Begin.”

Gojo raised a hand, hopeful. “Should we... try talking?”

The room turned. “Shut up, Gojo.”

Eepy Crow’s flagship launched with free cappuccinos and poorly timed jazz.

Across the street, your kiosk played Daler Mehndi and gave out free espresso shots with stickers that said:

“Legacy tastes like your dad’s failed dairy business.”

The war had begun.

Their press release hit Mint. Yours hit people’s souls.

Gojo stood behind you, watching you yell into your phone at the B2B manager while eating golgappas.

He didn’t say anything.

Just watched.

Like he used to. Back in college.

When he thought, maybe the world made sense if you were in it.

Suguru fed you a sweet golgappa by hand while you continued seething, “If you ever want to co-found something less stressful—like a poetry café—I’d build it around your rage.”

You chewed it with judgement. “If you ever quote Ghalib at me again, I’ll co-found your funeral.”

Gojo didn’t flirt.

He just... walked beside you.

Followed your orders.

Made your decks prettier.

Answered your 3AM Slacks without asking why you were awake.

The other men wanted you.

He just missed you. His friend he could always talk to.

Day 1: Khan Market Bloodbath

Flash mob. Free cold brew shots. Loudspeakers blasting “Tunak Tunak Tun.”

Yuji and Junpei handed out coupons with QR codes linking to a blog titled:

“How Eepy Crow is Gentrifying Filter Coffee.”

Sukuna tweeted:

“BREAKING: Eepy Crow found guilty of war crimes against South Indian breakfast culture. Source: Rage and receipts.”

Day 2: Twitter Bloodbath

Sukuna’s thread went live:

A THREAD 🧵: Why Eepy Crow is South Delhi’s Theranos. (1/47)

Point #3 included a Google Sheet of their copy-pasted mission statements. Point #19 included a meme of their CEO edited into a sachet of Bru Gold.

Day 3: Biological Warfare

Suguru quietly delivered a “new cinnamon infusion” pack to their Defence Colony outlet.

It had fermented extract from leftover paani puri water and cinnamon grown in some unknown man's Gurgaon balcony.

Their cold brew turned into what could only be described as paani from Lajpat sewage.

You received a cease and desist letter.

Nanami wrote a reply:

“Freedom of Beverage Expression is protected under Article 19(1)(a). Choke on it.”

Day 4: Reels and Revenge

Kokichi directed. Nobara styled. Megumi composed background score.

The revenge reel?

Sunset behind your kiosk. Your juniors laughing. Slow-mo espresso pours. Captioned:

“We didn’t inherit this. We bled for it.”

Zomato reposted. Chuiggy made a sticker pack.

Eepy Crow’s engagement dropped 18%.

Day 5: Merch and Menace

Nobara’s tote bags said:

“F*ck Legacy. Filter Coffee Forever.”

Sold out in six hours. Delhi girls wore it like it was political protest merch.

Megumi added an AI feature to your app. Without telling you.

You found out when Toji asked you, “Why does the POS system say ‘you’re doing amazing, sweetie’ after every transaction?”

You almost smiled.

Almost.

Day 6: Breakdown

It was late.

You were in the war room.

Hair in a bun.

Glasses crooked.

No shoes. Chai untouched.

Toji asleep under the desk.

Sukuna’s meme flagged for hate speech.

Nanami threatening to resign via Excel cell comments.

You were pacing.

The new café promo had just tanked.

You turned—and Gojo was there.

Laptop open. Campaign ideas queued.

Sitting quietly.

He pointed to a single line of copy on the slide:

“For the ones who built it without help. Without names. Just hands.”

You read it.

Then looked up. Slowly.

He didn’t meet your eyes.

Just smiled.

Small. Real.

You didn’t say thank you.

Just handed him a new task. “Fix Ino’s ad. It looks like Google made it during a migraine.”

Day 7: Final Strike

You launched: “Pay What You Want” Weekend.

People queued. Students. Lawyers. Delivery boys. Aunties in nighties. Everyone came.

You made profit.

They made complaints.

Eepy Crow’s CEO posted a long LinkedIn cry:

“We must ask: is this disruption or is this... toxicity?”

You posted a video of Toji beating an espresso machine with a chappal. Caption:

“This is what we do to machines that try to replace us.”

The Final Meet: Lodhi Garden.

You walked in: black shades, printouts, full Delhi 6 swag.

He brought: two angel investors, his gym bro, and a dog in a bandana.

“This isn’t how legacy behaves,” he said.

You didn’t sit. Just dropped the file.

“Legacy doesn’t mean jack if your coffee tastes like Noida divorce court.”

Gojo arrived late with parathas.

Sukuna livestreamed.

Toji flirted with their CFO.

Suguru watched a couple cry beside the pond and whispered, “Romance is dead. So is their funding.”

Nanami finally spoke:

“We’re going D2C exclusive. Six-week drop. Delhi only. Title: Sutta Aur Sudden Espresso.”

You left with a nod.

He left with PTSD.

Results:

Eepy Crow café “closed for rebranding.”

Your kiosk hit record footfall.

Your juniors dropped a rap:

“Chai ho ya coffee, startup toh yahi baap hai.”

Gojo tried to hug you. You ducked.

Nanami quit. Came back. Quit again.

Sukuna’s brand thread got published in The Ken and now has 200K Twitter followers. Fights Aranb Goswami daily.

Suguru got a cold DM from someone who just wrote “marry me.”

Toji is banned from four cafés.

And you drink black coffee on your office rooftop and whisper:

“Iss Dilli mein... revenge aur coffee dono kadak chahiye.”

Gojo watched from the office terrace as you laughed—full chest—with the juniors, sipping chaas and playing Uno.

You were barefoot.

Happy.

Not with him.

Just... in the world again.

He didn’t say anything.

Just sat near the glass door, laptop open.

Still trying.

Still your friend.

Just quietly now.

Bonus:

App Reviews:

“5 stars but Toji stole my scooter”

“Coffee slapped harder than my breakup. Would recommend.”

Gojo’s Bad LinkedIn Bio:

“Digital Nomad | Coffee Cultivator | Part-time Muse | Still finding myself (pls don’t contact HR)”

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A/N: Thank you for reading this caffeine-drenched, unbrushed-hair revenge arc. I wrote this during a real-life budgeting breakdown & yes, I did threaten to bite someone in finance. Pls let me know in the comments: Who would survive a WeWork docuseries? Which jjk man should be handed over to SEBI? If Gojo should be allowed a driver’s license ever again? comments = legally binding NDAs saying you’ll fight legacy cafés with me hate = filtered like eepy crow’s espresso See you in court (or Khan Market) 💅☕

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[brf-rumortrackinganon]

"All Dr. Chandauka has to do is be the squeaky mouse. If she stays in this long enough, then that’s going to inspire others to speak out too, and it’s already happening as other patrons and donors to Sentebale have started to speak out on Twitter about Harry’s behavior and attitude.

And like Empress said several times over the weekend: all BP has to do is release the Sussex Survivors from their NDAs and it’s open season."

First off, love you and Empress and your great commentary! And go Dr. C!

Do you think BP will eventually get pulled into all this; I'm assuming Charles would be unlikely to speak directly against Harry, but do you think they might leak off the record? From an optics perspective if there are more revelations that Harry misbehaved can they remain completely silent?

I think Harry will certainly try to drag BP into this, or at least deflect onto Charles and William.

Charles won't leak or speak. He's been pretty conscientious so far of keeping his mouth shut about Harry because being the king means anyone/everyone can interpret what he says as a legal order or directive to use in court. (Or at least Charles's handlers say that and Charles has been in agreement so far.)

I think if Sentebale was more closely affiliated to the BRF - versus being exclusively part of Harry's brand - there would be a greater chance of BP getting dragged into the muck. So along those lines, BP would only leak or suppress information (definitely unofficially, definitely off the record, definitely through surrogates) if future revelations affect them. Leaks/info about Harry that reflects poorly on BP/CH will be buried next to the 2021 bullying report but BP/CH might leak info when only Harry looks bad (like when the Sussexes got a royal reception in Nigeria and then the Foreign Office actually tweeted "we had nothing to do with this").

[margareth-lv]

A question about the “C/T at a table” pic you posted…

Not sure if you were here back when this happened in real-time, but do you (or anyone else) remember what that lady’s name was that took the pic of C & T at the restaurant table?

I remember she claimed she was a writer/journalist/marketing professional, and soon after the incident started replying to posts from her Tumblr account too (named something related to army wife life, I think). I also remember her son really went overboard rage-responding to IG(?) comments and calling everyone who thought it was a setup a, “crazy c*nt” (or something close to that), lol.

You can see her last name on the computer in the pic, Macnaughton. Was Christine the first name? That whole episode was bonkers (one of many stupid moments in this whole saga).

I want to see if she’s still around and if the NDA has expired yet. :)

————————————— Dearest Gentle Anon,

I have to say, you sent me the question in an oddly graphic form (how did you manage that?), but I'm more than happy to give you a detailed answer. I’ve been blogging on Tumblr since March 2021. Admittedly, my initial activity here could hardly be called ‘writing’, as it was mainly reblogging, but by the time I joined the fandom, everything was already 'done', except for the unexpected appearance of The Little Soul in August 2021. So the ‘Hare Picture’ that was shared in May 2019 was already on the table here before my arrival. It seems you know a lot more about this photo (and probably a lot more besides) than I do. And yes, the photo we're discussing can still be found on Instagram. The account belongs to Clare Macnaughton, a writer and blogger who goes by @mrsmacnaughty on the platform.

You’re right – you can see her name written in the bottom left corner of the photo on the computer monitor. I hadn't noticed that before, so thank you for pointing it out. So yes, this photo is still available on Instagram, unlike the other post, shared in January 2018 by MELISSA HOYER [Pop Culture. Commentator. Collaborator. Consultant. Talker. Travel. Lifestyle. News. Fashion] ⬇️⬇️⬇️

*** *** *** Isn't it odd that this 'engagement' post has disappeared? 🤔 So my conclusion is that... It's always been part of the unprofessional activities of STARZ's PR department that the Strong Women Actively Present on Instagram were included to create the Narrative. In particular, they were used to announce to the public the milestones in Caitríona Balfe's ‘love life’.

It all seems really genuine and from the heart.

[25 June, 2024]

[majaloveschris]

Just like they were a secret in the beginning now they are private. That is why everything happened on his instagram.

Private or secret? They've never been either 😂

Their relationship could've been a secret if they hadn't decided to follow each other or like each other's posts. If his family didn't start following her and Tara didn't leave a comment, if they hadn't shared stories from his house, if they hadn't shared stories that indicated they were at the same place, They appear to have started dating in November 2021, and by December, the rumor had already spread. He knew what was going to happen; he knew people would immediately start rumors. If they wanted to lay low or keep their relationship secret, neither of those things should've happened. Nobody should've followed anybody, liked their posts, or left a comment. According to him, they lived in Atlanta together, so they were able to go unnoticed for months. The only reason most people believed something was going on was because of their social media activity, which could've been avoided, but they didn't want it. We all know why.

And they aren't private, either. Private couples don't post video dumps (scare videos, Valentine's Day videos). Private couples don't have like 50 articles written about their super secret, NDA-proved wedding. Private couples don't talk about their weddings at Comic Con. They are everything but private, so him doing whatever he did with his Instagram has nothing to do with "protecting her" or "keeping their relationship private." That ship sailed when they had a pap walk in NYC, but most definitely when we saw the inside of her mouth.

[ennissg]

I don't actually remember if I posted art summaries here before or not, but I know for a fact I have not done one since 2021. Because of work 1) I had no time to draw for myself 2) all that I did draw was mostly under an NDA

But this year, thanks to bg3 I was able to get back into drawing for myself again, trying to get at least one piece done every month 

Yeah, even this time I included a few commission works I’ve done + december was too busy for anything big, but I’m still very happy about how this year turned out (art wise), I feel like I’ve improved a lot, figured out a way I enjoy to paint and what to do with the lineart (put it up your ass), made OC’s for the first time that I actually care about 

I hope next year I won’t be consumed by work again, I have a few bangers in my WIP folder, so as soon as I get over this cold, I’m gonna get right back to it Happy new years everyone 💪💪

[olemisekunst]

Billie Eilish - NDA (2021) dir. Billie Eilish

[wrestlingisfake]

A brief history of CM Punk-AEW drama

Saw someone ask for a full recap of the Punk/AEW drama. So I spent an hour writing a decent summary, and by the time I finished they deleted the post I was trying to reblog. That's okay, I get it. But since I put in the work I'm just gonna make my own post, in case anyone else has questions.

I have tried to keep this as unbiased as possible, with a summary of the discourse at the end. If anybody needs more clarification on anything you can send me an ask.

CM Punk signed with AEW in 2021. Right away a big issue that came up was his ex-friend Colt Cabana. (Long story.) By early 2022, rumors began to swirl among the wrestlers that Punk was using his star power to get Cabana pushed out of the company. Cabana's friends in the company assumed the rumors were true and resented Punk. This came to a head in May 2022, when Adam Page referenced the rumors on live TV, in a segment with Punk. By this point Punk's relationship with Page and the Young Bucks was damaged beyond repair.

On September 4, 2022, during the post-show scrum for All Out, Punk aired his grievances with the Young Bucks (always referring to them as "the EVPs") and Adam Page. Punk clearly believed the Bucks manufactured the "Punk is trying to force Cabana out" story and leaked it to wrestling news sites to turn the locker room against Punk. Punk closed by saying that if anybody had a problem with him, he had an "open door" policy, and he'd be in his dressing room. The Bucks and fellow EVP Kenny Omega went to see him. A fight broke out. Everyone involved--even people who just tried to break it up--was suspended for a while (except Punk, who was going to be sidelined for months for a torn triceps either way).

We don't have much solid information about the September 2022 fight. Most reports I read suggest Punk and his friend Ace Steel made it physical, with Punk punching one of the Bucks (maybe both, I can't remember) and Steel throwing a chair and biting Omega. One account said the Bucks kicked the door open, unwittingly hitting Punk's dog in the face and knocking several teeth loose, which would have provoked Punk's side. It's also been suggested that since Steel's wife was in the room and in no condition to flee a potential three-on-two ambush, this could have made Steel and Punk feel they had to come out swinging. There is no footage of the fight, but there were neutral parties who witnessed it (notably including AEW's chief legal officer, Megha Parekh). Everyone involved signed NDAs and can't/won't talk about it on the record.

For the next nine months, it wasn't clear if Punk wanted to come back to AEW, or if AEW wanted to bring him back. Lots of people suggested that Punk and the three EVPs could talk it out and then make a lot of money turning it into a fake wrestling feud. But Omega and the Bucks showed no interest in talking to Punk or working with him. Ultimately Punk returned in June 2023 on a new show, Collision. The idea was that the EVPs (and anyone else who couldn't co-exist with Punk) would stay on Dynamite, and Punk would have carte blanche on Collision.

Within a couple of months, reports emerged about backstage issues involving Punk. The main one that blew up involved Jack Perry, who was always tight with the Bucks, and was typically on Dynamite, and not on Collision. Perry had vacation time scheduled and wanted to shoot an angle to explain his absence, in which HOOK would throw him into a car windshield. For some reason it didn't get done on a Dynamite taping, so arrangements were made to shoot it at a Collision taping. Everybody who thought the windshield spot with real glass was a bad idea asked Punk to talk Perry out of it. It's not clear whether Tony Khan approved the spot for Dynamite, or rescheduling it for Collision, or allowing Punk to have the last word. Ultimately the windshield spot was canceled.

On August 31, 2023, Perry wrestled Hook at All In, and they finally did the windshield spot that Punk previously nixed. Perry went out of his way to reference the earlier story, saying "You know what this is? Real glass! Go cry me a river," as if daring Punk to do something about it. After the match, Perry went behind the curtain just as Punk and Samoa Joe were getting ready for their match. By all accounts, Punk complained to Perry, Perry was like "what are you going to do about it?" and Punk decided that justified starting a fight. It was broken up very quickly, and then Punk got all hostile with Tony Khan, saying "this place is a joke and you're a clown." Punk was asked to leave, and within a week he had been terminated with cause.

The "CM Punk did nothing wrong" position, generally speaking, is that AEW is severely mismanaged, with Tony Khan allowing the Young Bucks and their friends to do a lot of dumb bullshit, leaving Punk no choice but to take matters into his own hands. Punk's enemies within AEW conspired to turn the locker room against him, and used wrestling news outlets to spread anti-Punk stories to turn the fandom against him. In any case, Punk is the biggest star AEW has ever signed (if not the biggest star AEW will ever sign), and it was bad for business to let him get so discouraged.

The "Punk screwed Punk" position, generally speaking, is that his grievances with AEW management stopped mattering whenever he resorted to physical force. His Bruiser Brody approach to throwing his weight around is backward and outdated in the 2020s (and didn't even end well for Brody in the 1980s). His assumption that the Bucks planted anti-Punk stories in the media is unfounded, and rather paranoid. He resents the EVPs for lawyering up instead of burying the hatchet, even though he feels totally justified taking the same approach with Colt Cabana. Basically, Punk thinks he can do what he likes, and anyone else who does the same against Punk's wishes is a snake, a clown, or soft.

Splitting the difference between these takes: Everybody should have talked this out by early 2022, before it got out of hand. Tony Khan should have gotten out in front of the the "Punk is trying to get rid of Cabana" rumors before they got online. Punk and Cabana should have come to terms on how they would co-exist as soon as Punk joined the company. Adam Page should not have bottled up his grievances until he was on live TV, and Punk should not have bottled up his resentment about that until a media scrum. Once it got past that point, and the first fight happened, Khan needed to take charge and settle it, immediately. He needed to choose, in September 2022, between keeping Punk aboard at all costs, or showing Punk who's boss at all costs. Instead, he tried to have it both ways for a year, until Punk made that impossible.