#the math ain’t matching

[generallysapphic]

this is just me but uhhhh —

i don’t find the jokes about letitia being bald funny like at all… nor the ones about eva like … black women are already so scrutinized for our hair and cutting it short is such a big deal and y’all go there first the minute this celebrity who doesn’t know you at all decides to fuck around with her friends..

and yes it’s usually other black women and ppl make the “lil bill” jokes but to me.. i just can’t read it right..

[its-time-to-write]

just a short little Thanksgiving blurb for all my American girlies 🥰🦃

ours

You force yourself back to the present, where your twelve year-old cousin is updating you on the latest middle school drama. 

“…and that’s why boys named Max are a red flag, but dogs named Max are not,” she concludes. 

You giggle and nod appropriately, taking a sip from your drink. The house is filled with the entire family this Thanksgiving and while it’s pleasantly crowded, it still feels like a part of you is missing. 

Your phone is securely in your bag, a tactic to try to keep yourself from replaying highlights from the England match from the previous weekend. Every other WAG got to go support their man, but you were stuck in America with pre-Thanksgiving work. Thanksgiving has only been going on for twenty minutes, and you’re ready to call it and go home. 

International dating is hard.

Your mom can tell, so she’s been giving you tasks to do all day. She must’ve told your grandma or maybe she’s just incredibly observant, because she’s picked up the mantle as well and neither of them give you enough time to be alone with your thoughts. 

It’s nice of them, except now the family’s here and everyone’s asking about your boyfriend. They don’t care that he’s a footballer (in the best way) and they’re all excited for you, but you wish he were here. 

Maybe you can sneak upstairs and call him. 

You do some quick math and realize he should be asleep so you sigh and ask your cousin if she wants to come with you to steal macaroni and cheese. 

She smiles and says, “Yes, duh.”

“It’s going to be tricky,” you warn. “My mom and your mom are going to be on the lookout.”

“I bet Grandpa will sneak us some,” she reminds you. Oh yes, Grandpa would do anything for his granddaughters. 

You grab her hand and weave through aunts and uncles, brothers and sisters, cousins and a few other relatives. You’re pretty sure this is the biggest Thanksgiving you’ve ever had. 

You and your cousin successfully get your hands on two bowls of mac and cheese, and slip away to an unoccupied corner to eat it. 

You’re smiling and not thinking about Jamie at all. This is your favorite cousin, the one who’s eleven years younger than you, but you two have been doing dumb shit together since she could talk. 

You’re almost done when someone slides into your space, pressing their arm against yours. Your cousin’s eyes widen as she looks at you and you turn, expecting to see an aunt or god-forbid one of your snitch brothers. 

Instead, you’re met with blue eyes and a familiar smile. 

You choke on your last bite of food as you launch yourself into Jamie’s arms.  

“What are you doing here?” you ask, refusing to let go of him. “You have a match this weekend.”

He shrugs, still smiling. “Ah, you know, gotta be culturally sensitive with my American girlfriend, babe. Milestones and all that.”

You raise an eyebrow. There’s no way Roy let him go with that excuse. 

“Or I might have injured meself at the match last week and am out of training for two weeks,” Jamie says. 

“You’re hurt?” you exclaim. “Why didn’t you call me? Should you have been on a plane? What happened?”

You’ve inadvertently tightened your grip around Jamie’s neck, so he reaches up to remove your hands, still keeping them in his. He lifts them up to his lips to kiss your knuckles. 

“I’m fine. Just my ankle. But I figured, who not come surprise ya?”

“Does my mom know you’re here?”

Jamie’s grin turns cocky. “Called your mum and dad three days ago. I’m staying in their guest room, ain’t I? Got in this morning before you lot showed up.”

Your cousin has been watching this scene a little open-mouthed the whole time. “I wish my boyfriend would do that for me,” she murmurs. 

Your head snaps over to her. “Your what,” you say to her and she holds her hands up defensively. 

“Oh look it’s your English boyfriend who flew all the way to America for Thanksgiving, why don’t you kiss him some more?” she deflects, and Jamie shoots her a wink and tilts your face up for a kiss so your cousin can get away. 

“I can’t believe you’re here,” you tell him. “Oh my gosh, we’re going to have the BEST time. Get ready to have your mind blown, little British boy.”

“Anything for you, Miss America,” he teases. “Just don’t make me try those mushroom things I saw, looked fucking awful, that.”

You pull a shocked face. “Oh but it’s tradition. Everyone has to suffer through my uncle Darren’s gross stuffed mushrooms at least once. And since you’re new here…” you trail off. 

Jamie grimaces while you giggle and run a hand through his hair. God, you can’t believe he’s here and while you aren’t thrilled he’s injured, maybe it’s not such a bad thing. 

“C’mon,” you say, tugging him to the kitchen. “I want to go yell at mom and dad for not telling me you were coming.”

[j0eyj0rdis0n]

Eyeless jack with a reader who's like him, kinda like they also got sacrificed but their a toddler who didn't get taught anything doesn't speak properly at all, probably not potty trained.

I NEED PAPA JACK BEING A PROTECTIVE DAD

Hey love! I don’t feel totally comfortable making the reader so young, so I’ll give you headcannons of EJ being a father and a protective one at that!

FATHER EYELESS JACK

He’s a demon and he’s POSSESSIVE.

Ain’t no one touchin his baby.

He rips anyone apart that hurts his kid. Honestly he’d serve them for breakfast too while he’s at it

He’ll do anything for his kid and it shows

Only lets his kid around certain creeps, Sally, Toby, Tim, Brian, and Jane. Mayyyybe Clocky if he’s feeling kind. He’s not the biggest fan of her

Cooks all the food himself. If his kid can only eat people food, he’ll make it from scratch. And if his kid only eats good ol’ human meat then he’ll go hunting whenever they ask

Honestly the creeps beg him to cook for them

But!! He teaches his kid how to hunt early on and he loves going on long trips with them

Depending on what your headcannon is, if his kid has the same tar eye situation, he’ll make his baby a nice mask to match

Maybe they’ll even have a crafts day?

Jack teaches his kid everything they need to know. Math, reading, science, but not street smarts… He’s not all that great at that part…

He went to medical school for christs sake!

That’s where he depends on the proxies, they teach his kid all these street smarts that Jack could never do

When it’s bedtime he always has a story to tell. I headcannon that he has a really hard time seeing so reading in dark light isn’t really a thing for him.

So of course he has all the stories memorized!

If his kid really can’t sleep and they come trudging into his room, he’ll scoop them into his arms and his warmth is just enough to wash them with sleep. On top of the way he purrs for being close to the one he loves?

Oh they’re asleep in no time

In conclusion, he’s one of the best father’s out of all the creeps

[jackiequick]

Headcanons for the Mitchell-Bradshaw kids (+ friends & family) because I can | Top Gun AU ✈️

Summary: What happens when you live with 4 little ducklings? Unforgettable memories!

Pairing: Bradley Bradshaw & Jenny Mitchell

Characters included/mentioned: Dane Bradshaw, Austin Mitchell, Maverick, Slider, Iceman, Carole and etc

Note: Fluffy/ Top Gun Headcanon fic

~~

1) Bradley and Austin used to volunteer at an Animal Shelter, full of puppies and full grown dogs if all breeds. One day, Slider’s kids wanted to adopt another dog but couldn’t since they already had 4 already so in result, they called Iceman to help them out and so in result he adopted the doggie.

But there was a catch, the Yorkie made so much more barking than expected and had so much darling energy, so Iceman had no choice but to call him—Maverick!! Let’s just say the real Maverick wasn’t the happiest person after hearing that and the kids laughed so loudly at his reaction

2) Speaking of dogs, Austin Mitchell may or may not have brought home in an panic a week later. Jenny was sending text messages on her laptop when he rushed in yelling, “Don’t tell Dad!”

She was confused and looked up, “What did you do?”

“I want you to know that I love you VERY much and you’re always welcome in my room for the bigger closest room.”

“Aussy, what happened? Did you break his motorcycle again?”

“No and for the 10th time that was Dane!”

He hoped the door for a puppy to walk in as his sister’s jaw dropped to the floor, hugging the fur ball to tackle her. He laughed at the moment and whistles as two more dogs came in grinning brightly.

“Sooo? What do we think?” He asked with a matching grin as the dogs, carrying the puppy.

“We ain’t NEVER telling Dad!” She repiled with a little giggle falling in love with the dogs.

—

3) As a kid, Dane really in awe of Ice's ability to flip pens like it was nothing and wants to be his student to learn the trick, begging for him to teach him one day after school. His mom brought him a small pack of pens and pencils to practice with for flipping tricks, eventually he gets the hang of it where he showcasing his tricks in class.

He thanked his Uncle Ice later on for showing him the trick, calling him cooler than Maverick jokingly and laughed running off to show his friends his new tricks

4) Speaking of Dane, is maths kid in school. History was never his strong suit but surprisingly, numbers came much more naturally to him. It resulted in the type of career he would have in the future.

His brother and siblings knew this fact very well, being able to be crafty where he can calculate prices of analysis for planes. As well as when needed he can calculate, like the the tax and measurement when it comes to paying for a restaurant bill.

It would surprise his mother as she would ask, “Not bad, sweetie. How did you do that so fast?”

In result he would hold up the pen and napkin he used to do the math then reply, “I counted.”

—

5) When it comes to certain things, Jenny is terrible at keeping secrets and wants to gossip, so she can be a little nosy at times (she gets better at it with age). Ice and her dad like to say, she got from their Aunt Carole, since Sunset was most likely the one to be hush hush about certain subjects.

When she was 5, and Bradley was 7, she knew he had a silly little crush on the babysitter cause she was so nice. So she told her auntie Carole who stayed gushing with her all about it, teasing her son about it

When she was 10, she heard all about uncle Slider becoming Commander after watching the adults talk about it and went running to her daddy to spill the news giggling with excitement. It was supposed to be a secret for a few short days but she couldn’t help herself.

When she was 16, she found out that Dane and Austin had a crush on the same girl or so she thought. She squeals so loudly, knowing that she would have to be quiet about it or else. Bradley even gave her an odd look.

But Jenny had other plans as she sneaked up on her brother and asked, “Sooo who’s the girl?”

“What girl? There is no girl!” Austin exclaimed playing video games on the computer.

“Oh my god it’s the senior!”

“How did y-no! I am not into a senior.”

“But I saw you talking about some girl name ‘Avery’…”

That’s when her brother snorted, “No, Avery Thompson is the senior leader of the drama club. I’m into Avery Rodriguez, he’s on the basketball team.”

Her eyes widen and gasps, “HIM?! Damn, you got good taste!”

—

6) Jenny had a small crush on Bradley when they were kids, jokingly saying ‘You are my boyfriend.’ when she was 7 but let it go a while later. Especially since fictional boys existed on Tv duh! However, Bradley thought girls had cooties and said, ‘Gross!’

As early high school rolled around, Jenny was watching Disney Channel movies and texting her friends as she watched the boys play guitar and drums in the center of the garage. Austin, Dane and Bradley were jamming out in their band laughing and singing covers.

Tracy and Rachel, Jenny’s friends, walked into the garage jamming out to the songs as she greeted her with a hug. They were chatting and gossiping about the latest movies, along with newest episodes of Gossip Girl.

“Can you believe Blair said that to Serena?! That was uncalled for!” Tracy exclaimed as they sat on the bench, sipping water bottles.

“I know right?! But Serena had a point though.” Jenny yelled, chuckling.

“Blair was better.” Rachel added for a debating measure, “But I love Serena too.”

Bradley was tuning his guitar but paused to look at the girls with a loopy smile, stuck in a mini trance.

That’s when Austin threw an empty water bottle at his head and yelled, “Dude! Stop staring that’s my sister.”

Dane laughed at his brother’s face, waving at Tracy, Rachel and Jenny who giggled. Bradley just glared at Austin as he stuck out his tongue muttering a few things.

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I know this is random but I wanted to do it for fun. If you want to reblog with HCs or ideas you have for Top Gun universe, feel free to do so! ;)

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[rreskk]

I NEED YOU TO MAKE ONE WHERE TREVOR IS A TEACHER, or maybe michael, that choice is up to you 😉

A/N: Maaaan, oh man. Who would hire Trevor as a damn teacher? Lol, me. I would.

Summary: You have a replacement teacher... And it's safe to say that you're his favourite student now.

Pairings: FemTeenage!reader/Trevor Philips

Word count: 861

A replacement teacher is normally the worst thing on Earth, or the best thing.

You were sat there watching the clock tick. It was mathematics class. All students were alerted by the principle that your new math teacher, Mr Philips, will be teaching you for the rest of the semester. However, it has already been 15 minutes and he hadn’t shown up at all.

The class were talking amongst themselves while you doodled on the front of your math book. Everyone was growing impatient and some students began packing their bags to leave. You couldn’t blame them. This guy, Mr Philips, was wasting your time. You could be studying for your upcoming English exam instead of waiting in a cold and quiet classroom. What sort of teacher would slack off anyway? He’s being paid to teach a group of high-schoolers and he can’t even reach the door in time. It was pathetic.

Some boy beside you stood up and walked towards the door. We all watched him before it slammed open, knocking him onto the floor.

His bag scattered and all his books fell out, causing a mess to be seen. He held his cheek and glared towards the tall man that didn’t seem to care about the damage he had caused.

This man wore black work pants with a white, almost stained T-shirt, and a black blazer. His hair was rugged and thin. He was growing a stubble that darkened the skin around his mouth, matching the colour of his deep brown eyes. He examined the boy on the floor and opened his mouth to reveal yellow and sharp teeth.

“Get off the floor, stupid.” The crispiness and lowness of his voice made you all shiver.

The boy stumbled to his feet and collected his books before returning to the seat beside you. The man, Mr Philips, stared at him until he sat down. He dragged his feet across the floor and began writing on the whiteboard in silence.

You all looked at each other, feeling unsafe with this dirty looking man holding the classroom at hostage. He threw the whiteboard pen away and faced you all.

“I ain’t here for shits and giggles. You’ll learn then fuck off once this semester is over. I don’t wanna hear any complaints or you’ll be thrown out of the damn window.” Philips smirked once noticing the fear on your faces, “Good. Now you understand my rules, get yourself a pen and solve these equations. If you need any help, put your hand up and I’ll shove the paper up your ass.”

Who the fuck was this guy? He slumped onto the desk and pulled out a playgirl magazine. He flicked through the pages while everyone began writing down the equations on the whiteboard. However, your eyes remained fixated on the magazine. You lacked awareness considering he noticed your focus on him, and not the work.

Mr Philips plopped the magazine down and leaned forward on his desk, returning your intense eye contact as he began furrowing his eyebrows.

“Are you deaf?” He insulted.

You shook your head and rushed to open your book.

He raised an eyebrow, “What’s your name?”

Now you felt your throat swell up in anxiety. The man has not blinked at all since he became so focussed on you.

“[y/n].”

“[y/n]?”

“Yes sir.” You stuttered nervously.

Mr Philips clicked his tongue, “[y/n]…” He began, “Is there a reason you are staring at me, when you are supposed to be working, hm?”

“I’m sorry, Mr Philips. I was just daydreaming.”

“Daydreaming? Bullshit. Listen here, sweetie, get on with your work. I don’t wanna be here either.” The man scowled.

To avoid any further assumptions, you nodded your head and scribbled down the equations (that you don’t even know how to solve in the first place). Mr Philips returned to his pornographic magazine before giving you a last look, realising how confused you were. He rolled his eyes and stood up from the desk, marching over to where you sat. Right opposite him.

“[y/n].” He proposed.

You glanced up and was met with the scary face. You gulped, “Yes… Sir?”

“You do know how to work these out, right?” His finger pointed to the work in your book.

There was no way out of this situation so you had to give in. You shook your head, and he sucked in his lips with anger.

“You kidding?”

“I’m not kidding, sir.”

“Fucks sakes…” You watched him clench his fists, “Listen here, [y/n]. I don’t like all this… Teacher names. My name is Trevor, fuckin’ Trevor. Say it.”

“Trevor.” You breathed out. Everyone was now looking over in fear.

“Good. Now…” He crouched down and began explaining the equations efficiently. The way he taught you was impressive as you managed to understand every raspy word from his nasty mouth. Trevor was impatient yet gave you the discipline needed to understand and work out the mathematics effectively. Once he was done, Trevor stood up straight and nodded in approval.

“Good girl.”

You blushed furiously as he strutted towards his desk, leaving you to contemplate everything that just happened. And everything he just said.

[newsie-collective]

Hey! Hi! Here's Finch!

Quick note: Finch's was the first one we did, so his is a little all over the place. I've been trying to get it into a semi-coherent thing, but 😌yk

T/W: Abuse,

Patrick “Finch” Cortes

Quickfire Favorites

Food: “BLT from Jacobi’s. Him got the best sandwiches ‘round.”

Color: “Black. The only reason I don’ wear it ‘s cos it get too hot.”

Season: “Spring! The flowers bring birds!”

Weather: “Sunny, bu’ not too hot.”

Hobby: “Practicin’ me aim wit’ Snipe.” 

Animal: “…Birds…”

Memory: “Takin’ this-“ holds up his slingshot “-from Delancey. You shoulda seen ‘is face!” 

Comfort Item: “Sling, ov’iusly.”

He got his nickname because he would rescue fallen birds that the other boys would shoot at, he carries his own sling to shoot at the boys to keep them from doing it

He was taken from his mother at a young age, kidnapped by his father and hidden away. It’s his mom singing amongst the newsies in 92sies, looking for him. His father passed, and still he wasn’t reunited with her. 

He was sent to his uncle’s. He ran away from the bruising and the fighting when he was just under eight. He took refuge solace with the newsies. He thinks of them as family more than he ever did his own

Finch’s slingshot was Oscar’s, but Finch had such good aim that Oscar didn’t dare try to get it back

He wears it in his waistband all the time. He wants Oscar to know that he could kick his ass ANY TIME

He and Sniper would have competitions to see who had better aim

Has way too high of a sleight of hand modifier

Sarcasm and backhanded compliments. Without hesitation. 

Doesn’t like fighting up close but will if he has to and isn’t even close to unwilling to fight dirty

Do NOT let him and Crutchie get together. The world will burn to the ground, they’ll have the matches and gasoline, and the sweetest smiles. 

They will not be caught

He’s so bad at math

Like horrendously, comically bad

Boy cannot add 2+2

The mom friend. Not like Davey. Like “you’re dumb as fuck but I’m the one who has to take care of you so calm the fuck down”

Al also likes rocks, and picks up rocks for Finch to shoot. He isn’t fond of giving up rocks that he didn’t specifically pick up for Finch, but he will. 

And Finch will totally go find the one he didn’t want to give up

Not gay specifically, but he’s head over heels for Romeo, so I don’t think labels matter much

He hates capitalism

Which is valid

He also doesn’t know what capitalism is

He hates the idea of it

He likes to run for fun (like a weirdo)

He doesn’t mind cuddles, but he won’t initiate them (usually). He’ll cuddle anyone who asks, because he assumes that if it’s bad enough to actually ask then they really need it

He’ll lay however his cuddle partner wants

Want a big spoon to whisper calming things to you? Finch gotchu

Want a little spoon to just curl up and hold your hands? Absolutely

Want someone to hold you and play with your hair? They. Are. For. It.

Pda makes him a little uncomfy because the more people know about who you care about the more they can hold against you

Not to mention it’s quite illegal to hold hands with who they really want at this point in time

He has a lot of trust issues, and being with Romeo is really hard for him. 

He’s so scared of getting really attached to him and then Romeo moving on to another crush

He likes going out the window more than he likes the door

He ain’t scared of no turf

He’s the one who started calling Tommy Boy that. Because someone actively misgendered him. And Finch made it a point to use he/him pronouns and call him Tommy Boy

This was obviously after he beat the snot out of the guy who misgendered Tommy on purpose

"I think TOMMY BOY should go inside. HE looks really tired and HE should get some sleep before HE goes selling tomorrow."

He thinks too much. Usually right before he goes to sleep. He likes to write things down.

Examples include (but are not limited to):

When we yawn, do deaf people think we’re screaming?

I can fly but Albert can’t know

Why is it called a building if it’s already built?

What happens to thoughts when you stop thinking them?

How did the people who made the first clocks know what time it was?

Nothing is ever really on fire. Fire is on things.

Counts birds and cuddles Romeo to go to sleep

He’s exceptionally competitive, and will play anything and everything

He almost always loses

It pisses him off

He has to be dragged away before he loses everything

Do not

Under any circumstances

Let him in the kitchen

Dated Albert before he and Romeo got together, and before Spralbert happened.

They fell out of love with each other, but are still best friends.

Forgets to tell people things

“When I was sellin’ nea’ Medda’s-” “You was at Medda’s?”

“Yea, bu’ tha’ ain’t the point. I was-”

“How she doin’?”

“I ain’t had time to stop in-”

“You gotta make time fo’ Medda!” 

Romeo asked Finch out a lot. Then again, Romeo asked a lot of people out. So, whenever he would ask Fin, they would tell him that if the crush lasted longer than a week, they’d go on a date with him. They never did last longer than that.

Until they did. 

His handwriting is really tall letters really squished together

He loves birds. Especially penguins. They’re really interesting and he likes going to the library and having someone read to him about them.

Always gets compared to crows, because he picks up things off the sidewalk, but he really can’t because they’re cute and smart.

HE JUST REALLY FUCKING LIKES BIRDS OK???? HIS SPECIAL INTEREST IS BIRDS, IF YOU CAN'T TELL

He definitely can imitate most, if not all bird calls

Collects rocks

Hates socks and shoes with a burning passion

Finch!!!! I love him so much. They're such a sweet person and they deserve the world <3

I haven't decided if Finch gives off He/They vibes or just outright They/Them

So there's also that

👻

[jamarrseternalsunshine]

I still find it really weird and unbelievable that super private Joey B would tell a whole club he’s engaged while not allowing his fiancé to even wear her ring in public. Our math ain’t matching ladies 🤨

And there is no evidence he ever said that. No video, nothing. Just apparently someone telling DM. 😏

true shit.

[talkingtea]

The thing that gets me is that the photos taken you can tell she doesn’t want to noticed hence the glasses I’m just like why he be with him knowing how people would react, why be in a relationship where you are embarrassed to be seen and no the backlash that comes if it was public the math ain’t matching and I hope one day she adds everything up and drops his behind

🗣️🗣️🗣️

[yesterdayiwrote]

https://twitter.com/vetteleclerc/status/1629787480667947008?s=61&t=hbrx9H3HEI58HY4eGVD0-Q

I know it’s only testing, but still looks a bit disheartening. I genuinely think Mercedes could have slipped back and AM have overtaken them.

So a) Mercedes have basically admitted this isn’t their proper car, it’s a stop gap until further updates are completed and they’re essentially sacrificing the first few races in order to use testing to gain data by the sounds of it…

And b) There’s just something very odd about this AM situation. That car was barely getting out of Q3 at the end of last season and I’m supposed to believe that it’s gone from being 7th best to 2nd best in the space of three months while other teams have mainly stabilised? In the middle of a cost cap and engine freeze? And the fact that the guy who finds himself continuously at the centre of suspicious goings on just HAPPENS to have moved there? Even AT haven’t got on top of things to match Red Bull and they’re essentially joined at the hip. AND the guy that this whole team is being run for the benefit of mysteriously breaks his wrists and possibly won’t be available to drive the car just as they’ve potentially made themselves a front runner?

I dunno just… some of the maths ain’t mathing with it. If they have genuinely pulled it off then I think it’s fair there should be questions as to how, either to them or the teams that haven’t? Maybe I’m letting my intense distrust of Alonso cloud my judgement but… I don’t know. It feels… sus??

[leorawright]

Hey firstly I apologize if there are gonna be grammar mistakes English is not my natural language.

Could I get a romantic match up for Overwatch please? (Please just do not include any robots or Hanzo - I just ain’t really into them)

About me: I’m male, trans (ftm), INFP, he/they, 5’4. Rule-breaker, ambivert, socialy awkward, Slytherin, protective, sarcastic, trust issues, sometimes cold, agressive (sometimes) and caring towards my friends

What I like: material arts, magic, dark humor, girls, mountian climbing, workouts, playing video games, moon, BOOKS, messing around with my friends, music, WRITING, rain, fixing things, fighting

What I hate: My past, myself, manipulative people, math, spring, pick me girls, my family, horror movies, ego, failing, bullies, when someone hurts/tries to hurt my friends, shopping

I understand if you won’t do this request, but I’d be glad if you would consider it!

Hmm I think I've got a good one!

For you I've picked out...

Sombra!

She's used to being around colder people so your personality doesn't deter her at all

She's full of dark humor and those are some of the only jokes she'll genuinely laugh at

She'll play video games with you from dawn to dusk and never get bored

Even though she likes her technology she's not against racing you up the side of a mountain

If you ever want to spar she's down but be warned she's not gonna go easy on you

Also she's got access to the entire music library so any music you want to listen to she can play

[nancydrewwouldnever]

I’m sorry but the math ain’t matching here. Also, it’s not even the lead story on People’s website?! 🫠

So, they're trying to hedge bets but not call attention to it since they don't have official rep confirmation? Or this is just in prep for him showing up a this Warrior Nun thing tomorrow?

[erectedingold]

Life Update

Writing this on my phone, think i might rn getting a little sick 😓

but lots going on rn, started school & tbh as i get older i realize school ain’t that bad bro! im so thankful for my classes & i dropped a science class cause fuck science i hate that shit SO MUCH. but when i was doing that i mentioned in my email to my guidance counselor the college im wanting to go to & she says to me “you probably won’t get in your gpa isn’t there & your SAT scores aren’t there as well, maybe check out *college*”

first of don’t talk to me like that. i know academically i am far from great but my talent & ambition outweighs ALL of that. never tell an artist they can’t go to an art school they deadass don’t even have math classes there dude like who tf do you think you are? i know my talent & what i can & cannot do so don’t doubt me ever again bitch LMAO. second don’t tell me where YOU think i should go. like please. i am being so fr don’t ever tell me where i belong because ill go where i want. so watch yourself the next time you talk to me.

that whole interaction ruined my day. my whole life i’ve been doubted but i know who i am & what i can do.

but i wrote my essay & it’s amazing, & now im gonna get 2 letters of recommendation from my teachers. one from my english teacher & the other from my business teacher. then i got 2 open responses i need to write for & then i can send my applications. if i don’t get into this school im applying for in boston idk what ima do tbh, im applying to one in NY & one in NYC but like fuck bro i’d rather one here in boston especially when i have friends here. also applying to one in california 😴

but back to school, i think the older i get the more i realize how EASY shit is, my math is easy, my english is easy, intro to psychology easy, history is a joke, & my related class is easy. it’s just managing time in the class room like damn it makes me annoyed that my senior year of high school i don’t have anxiety with school anymore 😭 is what it is though that just makes this year easier for me 🙏

my new film is dropping tomorrow i’m really nervous for it i’ll be honest idk why, im afraid of it getting NO views but also it doesn’t matter it’s my art & im proud of it 😴 it don’t matter what anyone thinks because i do it for me 🤷 i make art because creating makes me feel alive. that’s what i do it for, i make because its second nature to me, it’s like breathing i don’t think about to at all it comes so naturally to me & im truly blessed to have my brain this way.

i hope everyone who views it can feel the passion though 🙏

I’m also not taking any disrespect anymore, i’ve been on my journaling shit & some more self development. i’m going to start reading more because i want to be a better writer & also expose myself to more challenging material. i’ve been watching more international films which has been on my list for a while, subtitles aren’t that scary guys! enjoy the art made around the world never let a language barrier stop you from that.

but also finally just more self discovery on my end & solidifying my boundaries whether people like it or not because i will NOT allow myself to be disrespected in my one life. idgaf if it’s just “jokes” because my perception is my reality & if your joke is disrespectful then shut the fuck up 🤷 i also won’t be giving my energy to people who don’t match or or appreciate me. you don’t deserve me. there some people who i show nothing but kindness & give the biggest helping hand to when needed & i don’t get that energy back so guess what im not trying anymore because you’re not worth my time. simple as that.

i’m not going to give pieces of myself to people who no longer deserve it. i know that i always have good intentions & share my kindness always & i will no longer allow myself to be a doormat. people have mistaken my kindness for weakness & i won’t let them mistake it anymore.

i don’t have to have everyone like me or respect me so boom if you don’t get out of my life i don’t need you because when i look in the mirror i love myself & respect myself & that’s all i need. as long as you have yourself you have somebody.

i’m also cutting out some bad habits that i started that have been damaging to myself. i deserve better because i love me.

i am proud of me & who i’m becoming. ive been making big changes this year & im telling you 2025 will be the year of diego. im manifesting it.

but yeah i’ve been getting closer with my dawg nathan much respect & love to him always. amazing & talented filmmaker who is my best friend dude & im happy me & him have gotten closer recently. we both got broken up with around the same time & we’ve talked like everyday since dude, the universe has plans for us. we’re gonna be great i can feel it.

&& speaking of universe that’s another thing. the universe has a plan for everyone including you reading 🙏 if you feel lost something will happen to bring you onto the right track of self discovery & self love. keep going even when it’s hard because the reward will be great. i have full trust that everything i manifest will come to life & i’ll reach all my goals.

thank you for reading this blog post, lots of changes in my life & i am human & experiencing & living & breathing & feeling emotions. thankful for my mind.

- Diego Muñoz

[quietquatrain]

Cause you know the math

Ain’t matching. The numbers don’t

Show what’s happ’ning.

[thejoyofviolentmovement]

News/Announcements: Shoutouts to Patreon Patrons, Creatives Rebuild New York and Asian Arts Initiative The Joy of Violent Movement turns 14 in June. 14 years of doing anything is a very long time. It’s close to a quarter of my life. And for the blogosphere, that’s roughly somewhere between 10-139 lifetimes. Now, it hasn’t always been easy. There have been moments, where it felt impossible to manage this thing and to keep it going. To be frank, as the kids say “the math ain’t matching.” But for the most part, I can say this: I’ve felt and believed with every fiber of my being that I needed to be brave and bold, and go out on my own, because I didn’t believe that I’d really get a fair shot to do this work for anyone else.  I’ve said this for many years: I’ve long felt strong desire — and need — to create something similar to the wildly eclectic, dynamic and global sort of environment I grew up immersed in as a young Black boy in Corona, Queens. Unsurprisingly, whenever I remember I read my favorite music magazines and sites, I never saw the world I grew up in being covered or represented in any significant or meaningful way.  From my own experiences working in book publishing and as a music journalist, I’ve learn that as much as you can demand fairness, diversity and inclusion, it’s still ultimately up to the powers in control to see it, hear it, understand it, take it to heart and actually do something about it. So what do you do when those in power don’t get it — or don’t want to get it? Well, then it might be time to grit your teeth and try to do it your own damn self.  When I started this site back in 2020, I din’t — and just couldn’t have — imagine the majority of the things I’ve experienced, seen and covered throughout its history to have ever happened.  I’ve covered roughly 1,500 shows in NYC, with a handful of shows in Chicago, Baltimore and Philadelphia.  I’ve covered a dozen or more festivals, including traveling to Montreal for M for Montreal twice — in 2019 and 2022.  I’ve been a panelist at Mondo.NYC Festival, New Colossus Festival, and for a Music Managers Forum Canada Webinar speaking about PR, promotion and press for indie artists, giving my perspective as a indie blogger and journalist.  I made a cameo in a JOVM mainstay’s music video. It’s a very noticeable spot towards the end of the video.  I’ve photographed George Clinton, Patti LaBelle, Buddy Guy, Snoop Dogg, Blondie, Nile Rodgers, Roky Erickson, Philip Bailey, Blind Boys of Alabama, Big Bird, Elmo and a growing list of legendary and beloved artists and personalities, as well as this site’s growing list of mainstays.  What will JOVM’s 14th year hold? Generally speaking my hope is always for bigger and better for the site for y’all as readers. Well, I’m a member of the inaugural cohort of Asian Arts Initiative’s (AAI) Sound Type Music Writers Workshop in Philadelphia. Sound Type is AAI’s music festival designed to support and uplift new, courage music from the Asian Diaspora and beyond. The Music Writers Workshop will provide journalists and critics a series of workshops, gatherings and mentorships meant to help held build a sustainable ecosystem of BIPOC musicians and writers of criticism. The writers will attend and write about the concerts and other music programs at the festival — and it’ll be published after AAI’s 2024 season. I said this to my former boss and very dear friend on Twitter — or whatever the fuck Elon wants to call it these days: “Sometimes, in the throes of things, it’s easy to forget all of our accomplishments. And when you do get a chance to look back on things, it’s astonishing.” But as I think of it now, I should have added: You know, the other thing I realized is that in the rush and busyness of my life, I don’t always have the time or the ability to fully absorb everything. Before writing this post, I was talking with my mother about some of my current and evolving frustrations. At some po...

[zot3-flopped]

The math ain’t matching in that article. Taylor was seen by his house route on the 15th/16th of November. But the article says “last week Taylor flew to take part in a high end fashion shoot and stayed away from Harry”. Taylor been in London, and if they talking about the evening post photoshoot, Taylor talked in the interview as if the shoot was done as soon as they both got back to London.

True.

[cld-n]

Will be interesting to see how these fans react when they inevitably split in my opinion. I also the same ones who love Taylor will not entertain any of the PR theories but continuously said holivia were PR…math ain’t matching

So far Harry and Taylor look like friends. There’s no PDA . I’m scared of what shippers will do if they do some beach / yacht gate etc. It’s gonna be insufferable. I’m sure that the person after her will be hated by those harries who love Taylor if they split.

as holivia shippers were when this (alleged) relationship came to light, like the pattern's there, a new cycle is running rn tbh i think should they split, they'd just be in denial then get sad and then move on as we've seen a couple of times before