#Celebrity Scandals

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Something we don't talk about enough is the fact Josh Hutcherson said he wants to try human flesh.

Like. Oh my god. Why does no one post about this?

I stumbled across this whole thing one night when I was googling "Josh Hutcherson scandals" to see if the man has EVER done a bad thing in his life?? Because oh my god how can one guy be so perfect??

(I'm a firm believer in DON'T IDOLIZE CELEBRITIES because they are also just people but Jhutch... he tests me.)

Anyways literally the ONLY scandal I could find was this. Cannibalistic cravings. And it's so fucking funny watching him defend himself. I can't find when he first said it, apparently it was during a Hunger Games press conference/interview??

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PERSONALLY I think you're not a true Josh fan if you wouldn't let him eat you after you die. Reblog if you would also let Josh eat you 🙏

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The Parasocial Predicament: Chappell Roan, Celeb Boundaries, and What Fan Culture ISN'T

Yes, I know! you all missed me and my fangirl antics. But, after a short hiatus... I am here to get serious.

You may find that I’ve been a little preachy on the good there is in fandom (there is so much good, I'm not lying!). But you and I both know something that is good will always have a few bits and bobs that may not be so hot. So, let's discuss: My not so hot takes on fan culture.

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I recently came across a really interesting take on the whole Chappell Roan Drama. Now, I know not all of you readers out there have joined the Pink Pony Club and have gotten behind your favourite artist's favourite artist like me, so I’ll give you a run down on why the Midwest Princess is in hot water.

Back in August, Chappell posted a very intimate, very vulnerable TikTok to the public. In this video, Roan demanded for boundaries to be set around her fame, begging fans to understand that the celebrity persona we know as Chappell and love deeply and the woman she is in her private life are two different beings. She makes one thing clear: Chappell is all she owes us!

The video was met with an outpour of love and understanding, with many celebrities backing Roan for her confidence in the matter. However, like all things on the internet, it was also subject to a mound of hate. In an attempt to put the cancel culture cogs in motion, many online users took to bashing this her plea, trying to defame her for simply setting boundaries around her personal life.

Much like the Authors behind the news article I've read on the matter, the situation has made me question exactly what it is that fans expect celebrities to owe them… and where this expectation has come from?

For me, I think these massive expectations have stemmed from the explosion of Parasocial Relationships online. In a world plagued with a million Social Media platforms, it's easy for fans to find so many different idols, fictional characters, stories and influencers to get behind and form this one-sided love for. However, it is also extremely hard for these big names to even grasp an ounce of privacy when people are watching their every move online. Taking Chappell's situation as example, what us fangirls and guys may think of as love, can be so very emotionally overwhelming for the REAL, NORMAL people on the receiving end!

Now, time to put a quick end to my heated rant (I clearly can't take the online destruction of those I fangirl over)! This is NOT me bashing the essence of fan culture, having such a love an appreciation for what you are a fan of is what fan culture is!

After thinking of the situation with Chappell, the point I want to raise is what fan culture isn't. My own participation in fan culture is such a personal thing to me, it's a part of who I am. These idols that I have an intense appreciation for, like Chappell, have helped to mould me into the Jen I am today! But something I’ve learnt from all the celebrity scandals; influencer dramas and apology videos is this: It's great to be a fan of these stars! But the people behind those stars do NOT owe us anything when they're off the clock. When creating and entering fandoms around real people, who have their own lives outside of fame, it's so important to respect their boundaries. That is all Celebrities like Chappell are asking.

The bottom line: In the current discourse around what the people we are fans of owe us, the answer is nothing more than what they find comfortable. Fan culture is appreciation and basic human respect. And that is that! Now, can we all get back on the Chappell Roan appreciation train?!

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Diddy Tried to Include Jennifer Lopez in His Threesome With Jada Pinkett Smith!

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Also, if you never liked the work of an artist, and then find out that they did horrible things, that is morally neutral.

It's fine that you never liked, IDK, J.K. Rowling or Johnny Depp or Woody Allen* or whoever, of course, but going around saying, "I knew there was a reason I didn't like them," or "their fans are dumb to feel upset/betrayed, because they were never that good anyway," is setting yourself up for a fall.

If you convince yourself that your artistic and entertainment preferences are a reliable predictor of the moral alignment of the people involved, and then credible allegations come out about somebody you do like, the best case scenario is that you crash down hard. Worse--and very likely to happen!--you dig yourself into a hole trying to defend/deny/find excuses for them.

And since that often takes the form of denigrating the accusers or upholding a Perfect Victim standard--e.g., "if it really happened, she should have done X or Y immediately, instead of coming forward years later"--that tendency can cause real harm to people in your orbit who have been affected by whatever your fave is accused of.

(*Or, you know, a more recent example. I'm still processing that one.)

to pretend that horrible people cannot make good art is another way to conflate beauty and talent with integrity and morality. the works of monsters are best examined with knowledge of the author in mind but art is not inherently reflective. human beings are creative, and habitual liars- it'd be stupid to pretend art must always be a portrait of its creator

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Chris Brown Tell-All Doc About Abuse Claims Involves Diddy: Revelations

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Pop Culture Quiz - 30 Minutes - Test Your Pop Culture Knowledge

Test your pop culture knowledge with our 30-minute quiz! This video challenges you to answer questions spanning movies, music, TV shows, celebrities, and viral moments from the past few decades. Whether you're a Boomer, Gen X, millennial, Gen Z, or just a pop culture enthusiast, this quiz will put your knowledge to the test.

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Summary of Celebrity News and Gossip – September 2024

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Christine Quinn Claims Husband Threw Dog Poop at Her Before Arrest

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Strictly Scandalous…

You first meet Hangman when he accidentally spills his drink on you at the Hard Deck turning your pretty white dress see through. Conscious of eyes on your chest he offers up his shirt to you and begins trying to learn more about you. Reader, turned on by his protective nature and sexy physical appearance, takes him outside with the intent of showing him how much she appreciated his kind gesture and charming personality only to end up receiving the best sex of her life…and possibly a date.

Listen this concept gave me literal life. I did however make a slight change and instead of sex, we went with the reader give Hangman head because that’s what my brain went to. ��️

Warnings: This is strictly scandalous, smut ahead.

“I really am so unbelievably sorry—“ Jakes leaning over the booth to get closer to you on his elbows, his T-shirt slung over your now very see-through dress. “I just didn’t for the life of me see you standing there.” 

“It’s alright, really.” You mule as you take a sip of the Canadian Club Jake had brought you as a sorry for spilling not one, not two, but three draft beers all over your pretty little ensemble. “Besides, the view ain’t that bad from where I’m sitting, so I guess you can say we’re even Stevens.” 

Jake had ripped his own shirt off without a second thought, covering your exposed chest to the prying eyes of bar patrons who watched the dirty blonde, usually stable aviator stumble into you haphazardly as he momentarily lost his footing on the way over to the pool table. 

It left him exposed from the waist up, which he’d normally be okay with. But Penny had a strict no nips policy and Jake hated the fact Bradley Bradshaw's Hawaiian throw over had now become his saving grace. He’d never live it down, the shirt or the fact he’d dragged you down in the depths of embarrassment with him. Jake Seresin was on a roll tonight, clearly. 

“If it’s Hawaiian shirts you’re into you should be talking to Rooster—“ Jake mumbles under his breath as he watches you from across the booth twirl the little plastic straw around the vessel holding your drink of choice. 

“It's not the shirt.” You simply shake your head. “And I don't do mustaches.” 

“What is it that you do then?” Jake feels himself gaining some confidence back, he’s sending you one of his signature smirks and he knows just by the way you finish your drink and lean into the booth a little more to close the gap as much as you can that lingers between the two of you. 

“Dirty blondes who spill beer on unassuming contacts.”

It's that comment that led you to know, with the copious amounts of alcohol flooding your systems and inability to think all that rationally, not that you didn't want to be grown on your knees in the carpark of the Hard deck. Not that you didn't want Jake's hands wrapped in your hair, helping to guide you up and down his length. 

It's just that an all important question had been missed in the meet and greet part of your x-raked rendezvous. Why was Jake at a naval bar in the first place? And he certainly hadn't asked you that question either. But, it was far too late to ask now, consequences be damned you thought. 

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck–” Like a mantra, Jakes looking up into the heavens above as he bucks his hisp against your face, his cock disapearing and re-appearing moments after having being shoved down your warm tight throat. “Yess–ah fuck!” You've got his shirt on the ground, stopping the rocks from digging into your knees too deep as you work to work him over. 

It's damn near organsmic to hear Jake, the man who'd spilt three drinks on you earlier, moan the way he was. Needy, lustful, one hand twisted in your hair while the other cups your cheek. Guiding you as you take every inch he's willing to give you. You hadnt gone into this thinking youd end up sucking Jake off, but fuck it had been one of your better ideas of the night so far. 

“Fuugghh–!” Jakes flushed a red hume, it had started to creep its way up his neck from below the hawaiian button up, flushing his cheeks a pretty pink as his breathing laboured and got a little heavier with every passing second he relished in. “Feels so fucking good.” 

If Jake had known that all it would take to get such a pretty girl like you down on your knees before him, sucking him senseless in the car park of the Hard Deck, was to spill a few amber beverages across your chest he would have tapped the whole damn keg months ago. 

“Mmmhmm–” You simply aren't shy, moaning around Jake's cock as you look up through watery eyelashes to see him looking down at you with an open slack jaw. He has his back pressed against the side of his black F-150 and his jeans pulled down just past his hips, down enough that you could reach in and free him from the confines of his boxer briefs when you had pushed him up against the truck initially to make out. 

It had been a feverish, intense hook-up. So feverish and needy that when your hand grazed against Jake's clothed cock he was already hard and standing to attention, hoping that the situation unfolding would lead to something more.  

“Ah fuck, darlin, if you don’t sucking me off like that I’m gonna cum down that pretty little throat of yours.” Jakes close, he can feel his orgasm pooling at the base of his shaft. He can feel the all to familiar sensation of his balls tightening, his heart rate spiking, the need to just fuck deep into your throat overwhelming him as he let out groans and frustrated sighs, because he keeps forgetting how to fuckign breathe.

Popping your lips, you pull back and take Jake's sloppy length in your hand, pumping him as you chuckle and smile up at him. 

“You say that like it’s a bad thing?” Jakes taking that as the go ahead to rail your throat. Waiting till your lips are once again wrapped around his tip before he's taking over the pace, groaning as your nose hits his manscaped pubic hair. Holding you down as he twitches and leans over you. 

“OOhhhhhh fucking christ–” Tapping at his thigh, Jakes pulls your head back just to watch the tears fall freely down your cheeks as you gasp for air, only to do the same thing over and over again because it feels far too good to stop now when hes so close to cumming down your windpipe. “Baby, ahh Fuck I’m there, I’m there ohhhhh ffuugghhh–” 

It's an overwhelming sensation, to have Jake buried at the hilt down your throat as he's withering away above you. His vision blurred for a minute as he felt himself releasing into your warm, tight throat. The mixture of saliva and opake cum dripping down your tongue before you swallow. Neat and tidy. “Ahhhh oh my god–” 

Despite his inhibitions, Jake Seresin is a southern gentleman at heart. So when he comes down from the high you gave him, he's unlocking his truck, pulling you into it and down onto his lap. Kissing you just to taste himself on your tongue as he cups your cheeks, hot to the touch. 

There's no secret just by looks alone that you are by far much younger than Jake. He knows it's not a question you ask a lady either, so he goes about it rather strategically while he's sucking against the pulse point of your neck as you grind yourself down into his lap. 

“What do you do, pretty girl?” Jake's mumbling. “You know, when you aren't riding thighs in the backs of Ford trucks in car parks of bars?” And it's your answer that has Jake's voice hitching in the back of his throat. He's just gotten a new gig, as had most of the daggers–they were instructors, TopGun instructors. The newest class were starting Monday….. 

“Im a naval aviator–” You moaned, pulling back just so you could rip your dress up over your head, exposing yourself to the drunk in trouble man under you. “Start at Miramar on Monday, Lieutenant Y/n Mitchell at your service.”

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Strictly Scandalous Jake ‘Hangman Seresin

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Strictly Scandalous Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin

[cwwl]

Why wait? Do it now. Miss Provocateur, Selena Gomez holds nothing back in public.

[marlynnofmany]

Me: *squinting at notes* "What was my endgame here? How did I plan to wrap up the plot threads?"

My Notes: "These good guys stop those bad guys, there's peace for everybody, and the dangerous stuff is thrown into the sun. Whee!"

Me: "That is remarkably vague, Past Me."

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Is there anyone Paige doesn't know???