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[jockoppressor]

None of them are gonna be physically violent

The Reddit users are going to judge you if you express any religious or “unscientific” sentiment

The Catholics run the gamut from “hardcore pro-lifer” to “Nun who invented communism”

The Protestants have brought lots of food but are going to proselytize the entire time you eat

The crystalists are split 60/40 on whether or not vaccines cause autism, and you don’t know who has the majority until you’ve been there an hour

The Anglophiles have good pastries, but 1/3 of them are in Sherlock cosplay

The girlbosses are all within 10° to the left of the center of the political spectrum and will try very hard to get you to invest in their MLM

The vegans brought food but will turn hostile if you let slip that you’ve used animal products in the last year

The reenactors have booze, but your phone is dead and they’re giving a very pro-America history lecture

The influencers have a pool, a jacuzzi, and lots of drugs, but they have a combined net worth that teaches seven digits and won’t let you forget it

The retirees have great weed but they’re gonna ask you a lot of invasive questions and give you a lot of unsolicited advice.

[da-ill-spot]

November 10 - 12 | LA3C Music & Food Fest | DTLA | TIX

[ceyhanmedya]

Influencer (Influencer Marketing)

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Influencer (Influencer Marketing)

What is Influencer? What Does It Do? How Do They Work?

An influencer is someone who has the ability to influence other people’s behavior as a result of the size of their target audience or their individual persuasion ability. These people promote brands to their social media followers on channels like Instagram, Facebook, and TikTok . They have even recently started using other platforms such as Twitter and LinkedIn.

What Does Influencer Do?

As a phenomenon, the influencer uses his followers’ reputation to guide their purchasing decisions. Most of the time it is done by creating media (videos, podcasts, newsletters), meaning they share the products they are paid to promote in their personal accounts.

Types of Influencers

Influencers have a long history in the marketing industry. Initially, companies used attractive figures such as celebrities and athletes to help sell their products through television and radio advertisements.   

The rise of social media has made phenomenon genres more popular. Influencers fall into several different categories based on the number of followers they have:  

Celebrities : Artists, athletes, and pop culture stars

Industry experts and thought leaders

Micro-influencers : Individuals with influence on social media

Bloggers and content creators

Worldwide Influencers

Famous influencers are also known as mega-faces. Some names that are popular worldwide (such as Kardashian, Jenner and Cristiano Ronaldo) stand out. These names have over 1 million followers on different platforms and can receive serious payments for their advertising content.

Macro Influencers 

Celebrities without international fame fall into the macro influencer category. They have between 100,000 and 1 million followers.  

Micro Influencers 

A micro influencer has 3,000 to 100,000 followers on their social media accounts. These people, who share in a special category (such as technology, textile, fashion, magazine), can also carry out regional studies.

How Social Media Influencers Work

Influencer marketing is particularly prevalent in the health and fitness industry, and Instagram is a common influencer marketing platform. Social media influencers who choose to work with both local and global brands may choose to reach out directly or through an agency they are registered with.

Influencers who agree to advertise the brand if a suitable fee or sponsorship is offered, also review the previous work of the brands.

Here are a few ways to connect with phenomena:

Gift a product or service : Identify people who share the same values ​​as your brand and give them free versions of your product in exchange for reviews. Post your reviews on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, YouTube and your website.

Sponsor posts : Search for bloggers with influence in your industry and pay them to write a blog or article about your field. 

Guest posts : Ask people to write on your website or embed a piece of content on their site instead. This helps increase brand reach.

How Many Followers Do You Need to Become an Influencer?

Entry-level phenoms known as “micro-influencers” have less than 100,000 followers. But in some cases, influencers with fewer followers can get good investment in sponsored deals, even from most big names.

Names that can create brand value on popular social media platforms such as YouTube, Instagram  and  TikTok can make sponsored deals with large companies and receive payments according to the number of followers.

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Janet Jackson featuring Q-Tip and Joni Mitchell - Got 'til It's Gone 1997

"Got 'til It's Gone" is a song by American singer Janet Jackson, featuring American rapper Q-Tip and Canadian singer Joni Mitchell, from her sixth studio album, The Velvet Rope (1997). It was released as the lead single from The Velvet Rope, and Jackson opted for a less polished sound for it which resulted in an authentic blend of R&B, pop, and hip hop with traces of reggae influences. It contains a sample from Joni Mitchell's 1970 song "Big Yellow Taxi".

"Got 'til It's Gone" was met with mostly positive reviews from music critics, with most praising its fusion of Jackson's pop style with hip hop, and for its revealing theme. The song peaked at number 36 on the Hot 100 Airplay chart and reached number three on the R&B/Hip-Hop Airplay chart. Internationally, "Got 'til It's Gone" reached the top 20 in several European markets, including France, Germany, Ireland, Italy, Switzerland, and the UK.

The accompanying music video for "Got 'til It's Gone" was directed by Mark Romanek and filmed at the Hollywood Palladium in Los Angeles, and was premiered right before the 1997 MTV Video Music Awards. Jackson portrays a lounge singer in the video, which takes place during the time of apartheid in South Africa. It was called a masterpiece by critics, winning a Grammy Award for Best Short Form Music Video. It also received the most nominations at the seventh annual MVPA Awards, winning "Pop Video of the Year" and "Best Art Direction".

"Got 'til It's Gone" received a total of 55,4% yes votes.

[kaijuno]

LOUISE JENKINS MERIWETHER

(May 8, 1923 – October 10, 2023)

Louise Jenkins Meriwether, a novelist, essayist, journalist, and social activist, was the only daughter of Marion Lloyd Jenkins and his wife, Julia. Meriwether was born May 8, 1923, in Haverstraw, New York, to parents from South Carolina.

After the 1929 stock market crash, Louise’s family migrated from Haverstraw to New York City. They moved to Brooklyn first and later to Harlem. The third of five children, Louise grew up during the Great Depression, a time that would deeply affect her young life and ultimately influence her as a writer.

Louise Jenkins attended Public School 81 in Harlem and graduated from Central Commercial High School in downtown Manhattan. In the 1950s, she received a B.A. in English from New York University before meeting and marrying Angelo Meriwether, a Los Angeles teacher. Although this marriage and later marriage to Earle Howe ended in divorce, Louise continued to use the Meriwether name. In 1965, Louise earned an M.A. in journalism from the University of California at Los Angeles. Her first book, Daddy Was a Number Runner, a fictional account of the economic devastation of Harlem in the Great Depression, appeared in 1970 as the first novel to emerge from the Watts Writers’ Workshop.

The circumstances surrounding this photo are largely unnatributed to larger context but some citation indicates that Jenkins-Merriwether was being questioned by police at a protest.

[thewriterrr]

The hating game ~ Chris Sturniolo

Chris Sturniolo x Reader

In which you are working in LA and have to work alongside the Sturniolo Triplets. Nick and Matt seem happy to have you there, but Chris on the other hand, isn’t happy to have you there at all.

The two of you form a tense relationship built on disdain and dislike, often arguing and making remarks at one another. But when the two of you are alone, you realise there is more to the tension.

**slight angst, cussing, tension!, enemies?**

You had never imagined yourself living in LA, much less the lavish lifestyles and influencer heavy population. Perhaps it wasn’t a crowd you particularly slotted into, but you didn’t mind. You had gotten yourself into a position where you could afford a studio apartment in Los Angeles, albeit not extravagant, LA was the place of endless opportunities. With an impressive, top-level degree in media and marketing at the age of twenty-one, your skillset was much needed across the city, and it wasn’t difficult to find work.

That’s how you ended up where you were today. A management team had come across your work and contacted you. After all, your pay-grade was a stark contrast to others living in LA, you didn’t require an eye-watering amount of money, plus your hours where flexible.

It had come from the Sturniolo Triplets management team. Three guys from Boston, catapulted into fame quickly, now balancing content creation alongside brand deals, tours and interviews. So that’s where you came in. You were a helping hand when it came to preparing the triplets for interviews or any public appearance where they didn’t control what was put out into the digital world. You helped with their communication, topic avoidance, and how to approach media outlets that for some reason gained sick pleasure from warping the words of celebrities and painting them in a bad light. You were there to make sure that didn’t happen.

Nick and Matt were grateful for the help and agreed with the management team that your work was beneficent, though the same couldn’t be said for Chris Sturniolo. He wasn’t on board with having another new face on the team, much less being told what to do.

*Flashback to first meeting*

“You know, we can actually handle this shit on our own. What’s the point in bringing more people in for this? We’ve been coping fine.” Chris complained, earning an eye roll from Nick who was stood beside him.

“Our schedules have been crazy lately, Chris, and we have a fuck ton of other things coming up. We need all the help we can get if we want to do this right.” Nick quipped, earning an earnest nod from Matt who fiddled with the car keys looped onto his jeans.

“I agree.” Matt mumbled back lowly, and gestured towards Nick, allying with him.

Chris rolled his eyes, tightening his jaw for a moment as he bit back another remark.

You stood there, awaiting a moment of silence before you parted your lips to speak.

“I’m not here to infringe on anything you guys do, just to be an extra hand when it comes to the work you do outside of your content creation. LA media is pretty unforgiving.” You noted, your fingers pushing back a few loose strands of hair from beside your cheek.

Chris finally turned to look at you, his expression was cold and unwavering, eyes locked onto you as he responded.

“Are you suggesting that we’re gonna do something wrong?” He pressed, earning a whack on the arm from Nick. “What, Nick? She’s pretty much implying that if we don’t have her around, we’re gonna fuck up and get roasted by LA media.” Chris bitterly added and you furrowed your brows slightly.

Talk about making a mountain out of a molehill, you thought to yourself. This guy is defensive.

“That isn’t what I said,” you defended. “But your management team reached out to me, so I’m here. You don’t have to want me around, but until your management decide that they don’t need me to help you guys anymore, you’ll be seeing me every Monday and Thursday.” You responded in a desperate bid to keep the conversation professional.

“And we’re glad to have you.” Nick chimed in and shot Chris a warning look, enough for Chris to purse his lips and remain silent, but his eyes betrayed him as he looked at you with disdain.

Matt offered a small smile and a nod, though the air remained heavy.

*Present day*

Since then, it had been almost two months. You wished you could say that the tension between you and Chris had eased, but in fact, it was the opposite. It had worsened. Whenever the two of you were alone, the tension could be cut with a knife until Chris would decide to make a snide remark about your being-there. You held your own though, eight weeks in and any essence of professionalism you carried went out of the window when you were around Chris, often biting back until it left the two of you locked in a death stare.

On the flip side, growing closer with Nick and Matt had been nothing short of a privilege, and working with genuinely, authentic nice guys was a perk to your job. With the frequency in which you saw them, for hours at a time at least twice a week, you had formed a light-hearted and banterous bond with the two less bitter brothers.

Standing in the kitchen that belonged to the Sturniolo triplets, you looked over at Nick as he spoke. “Okay so in this interview, I can still be my funny and charming self, but politely avoid any questions regarding…” Nick spoke, listing on from the prior conversation you had with him.

“Exactly. You’re gonna smash this interview, hands down. I know you’ve got it covered.” You said, earning an award-winning smile from Nick. “I’ll talk to Matt when he gets back from the store, if he needs anything. Hey, you might not even need me around much longer.” You smirked at Nick, who gasped and placed his hand to his chest.

“Wouldn’t that be a treat?” Another voice rang through the kitchen as Chris entered, wearing grey sweats that hung loosely on his hips and a black t shirt. Your eyes flickered over him before a soft huff escaped your lips and you rolled your eyes.

“It’s really great when you greet us with your warm presence, Chris.” You muttered as he swung the fridge door open to grab a soda.

“Alright I’m heading upstairs to go over whatever else I need for tomorrow. Don’t be a dick, Chris,” Nick said as he headed out of the kitchen, leaving you and Chris alone.

Chris turned to face you, leaning against the kitchen counter opposite you, his fingers wrapped around a can of soda and his eyes now on you. You looked at him, folding your arms across your chest as you raised your eyebrows.

“What?” Chris asked flatly as he took a sip of his drink.

“You have an interview coming up next week. If you want to stop being stubborn and actually talk about it, we can.” You responded.

Chris looked at you, his eyes didn’t waver, they stayed glued to your face as if he was trying to read your expression. You weren’t the type of person to get nervous beneath the stare of somebody else, but for some reason it was different with Chris. When he looked at you like that, his jaw clenched and eyes low, you felt the familiar knot forming in your stomach that you tried to ignore. Your skin felt like it was warming up and you had to distract yourself from the moment almost instantly, tearing your gaze away from his and looking to another area of the kitchen where Chris wasn’t stood, looking as good as he did.

“I already told you that I don’t need help with this shit. I’m startin’ to wonder if you’re gonna understand that.” Chris spoke lowly, and you could feel his eyes burning into your skin as you pushed some hair away from your neck, exposing the skin.

“You’ve made it pretty clear. But I don’t get paid to stand here and argue with you. It’s been two months, Chris, and it’s tiring.” You complained.

“Well having you around here up my ass trying to tell me how to speak in interviews and shit, is also pretty tiring.” He snapped and you scoffed as you turned your attention back to him.

“I might’ve been gone by now if you weren’t acting like an asshole all of the time.” You retorted, your voice sharp and you could have sworn you saw a ghost of a smirk on Chris’ lips, but you continued anyway. “And if you act in an interview the way you’re acting around me right now, you could fuck up quite a few good things you have going.” You told him, though regretted the way you worded it. But, your point still stood strong.

Chris traced his tongue across his lower lip as he set down his drink, standing up straight from the counter and taking a few steps towards you.

“You’re not gonna talk to me like I’m a fuckin’ idiot, are you?” His voice was more gravelly now, his expression daring as he watched you with close inspection.

As his proximity to you got closer, you could feel your skin heating up and your heart rate quicken, though you fought to keep your expression neutral as you looked up at him.

“I won’t, if you don’t act like one.” You quipped, but your voice wasn’t as steady if you would have liked, it was breathy and unsure.

“You keep runnin’ your mouth like that and you’re gonna regret it.” Chris warned, and with his words, took another few steps closer in your direction until you were closer than the two of you ever had been. He settled both hands on the counter either side of you, his head slightly dipped as he looked at you, awaiting your response.

Your eyes traversed across his bare arms outstretched either side of you as his hands gripped the edge of the kitchen counter, before you looked up at him, your lips slightly parted as you tried to think of a response. With Chris being this close to you, close enough for you to smell his cologne, you weren’t sure if your brain was even capable of forming a coherent sentence. His eyes glanced down at your parted lips for a moment, before landing back on your eyes, silently urging you to respond. After a few moments, you gathered yourself just enough to speak.

“If you think I’m scared of your threat, you might want to think again.” You breathed out, and this time, the sly smirk that tugged on the corner of Chris’ mouth was much more evident.

He lifted one hand, pushing some of your hair out of the way of his quest, before he placed his hand on the side of your neck, his thumb tracing lightly across your throat. Your breathing hitched and you could feel goosebumps forming on your arms, the kitchen had suddenly jumped from cold to hot, much like your own temperature. With one of your hands, you wrapped it around Chris’ wrist that was still on the kitchen counter beside you. “Chris,” you warned.

So many lines were being crossed at this point, your brain could hardly catch up with what was happening, but your heart hammering in your chest was enough to tell you that it shouldn’t have been happening. But, by God, you wanted it to be.

Chris lowered his head, and you could feel his soft, slightly damp hair graze across your forehead, as his lips stayed barely an inch away from yours.

“See where that fuckin’ attitude gets you.” He whispered, and you could feel his breath against your lips, emitting a quiet breath from you.

Before you could say anything else, the sound of the front door opening was a rude awakening for the both of you, shaking the moment into reality. Chris stepped away from you and back to the other side of the kitchen, while you stood breathless and wordless.

“Hey,” Matt chimed as he walked into the kitchen, placing a few groceries down onto the counter, looking over at you and then over at Chris.

“Hey,” you responded and mustered a small smile. “Ready to talk about your upcoming interview? Me and Chris just got done talking.” You said. Chris rubbed the side of his jaw with his hand as he looked at his brother, starting to make his way out of the kitchen.

As he approached the doorway to head upstairs to his room, you caught another glimpse of a smirk on his lips.

[influicity]

[xxdespairfactionashtonxx]

I also have an announcement:

I am no longer a fan of Black Veil Brides. I hate that Andy is doubling down defending Ronnie Radke. I refuse to support a band that defends transphobia and racism. This was never about the outcasts, it was all a marketing ploy. Andy was a pretty white boy raised in a well off family that actually was wealthy enough to pay for him to go to acting school in high school and pay for him to live in Los Angeles in his teen years to pick up gigs in commercials. He always sought out fame, rather than being for the passion of CREATING, the writing was on the walls from the beginning. The gimmicks, constantly saying his goal was to be the "biggest band in the world", distancing himself from the scene despite the scene influencing him and bringing up his career, PURPOSEFULLY creating a fan base of scene kids that would form para-social bonds with him and riding off of a "savior complex" (quite literally, HE LITERALLY WROTE A SONG CALLED SAVIOR). He has been writing the same song for 15 years. There is never a creative risk, it ALWAYS is manufactured to what is popular on the radios at the time. Late 2000s-early 2010s was metalcore, so they made metalcore. Now its whatever plays on Octane XM. Also we are lying to ourselves here about Andy's connection to Scientology. You can cope all you want with using Catholic symbolism in his music or his Catholic tattoos, but its not hard to find that the Cult of Scientology allows its members to also practice other religions. Covering up the L Ron Hubbard tattoo doesn't mean he's leaving. It is just to bury the truth. If Andy was truly separated from the cult, he wouldn't still be married to Juliet. He would have denied his connections HIMSELF (not his dad!!!) if the rumors weren't true. HE CAN'T. Cause if he does, he will be exiled from the cult, and lose all of his connections. People often join the church to take courses on marketing one's self and enhancing skills, as well as to form connections with powerful people in the entertainment industry. Marrying into the cult was calculated and intentional. It would not even surprise me if Andy starts to ride the conservative grift, he will chase dark money to get what he wants. At least that's what I believe. I know I am going to piss off so many BVB fans with this post. I am not sorry, and you cant change my mind so don't even try. I want nothing to do with BVB anymore. This is my final word on the subject.

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[terrence-silver]

What would Terry and Beloved wear to the Met Gala?

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Terry Silver strikes me as a bit more lowkey as to attend the Met Gala.

Not because he has anything particularly for or against it, but simply because it's not his scene necessarily, I don't think. Well, not in the way most people would understand, that is. He's not actor. He's not a singer. He's not an aspiring Starlet. He's not looking for a role. He's not a celebrity in the classical sense. He's wealth. He's power. He's that person half of Hollywood probably wants to be like. He's the guy on a gala afterparty who hangs out with all the bigwigs in a joint or salon off limits even to most A-listers where actual business is being discussed while everyone outside's doing rounds on the Red Carpet, showing off their respective frills and feathers, wooing journalists, fans and reporters. And that's not to say Terry Silver's quite so lowkey as not to be flashy or revile costume events, because we all know this man's extravagant as all hell (after all, he showed up to the All-Valley in a silk red ascot) it is just that he's probably looking for ways to make a profit, swindle a deal, make some sort of connection, discover a secret he could later use as leverage or expand a businesses even at such a major event and it literally takes minimal effort on his part to steal everyone's limelight even if he does briefly appear in front of the actual cameras; everyone's there, decked out in excessive levels of elaborate, thematic costuming and Terry Silver shows up in a classical, immaculately-tailored tux and he's still somehow the highlight of the Red Carpet because of how imposing and handsome he is, without any adornments needed to enhance him --- a fact that makes him infinitely gleeful because that right there --- that's influence. He's not a dance monkey. He watches all the other monkeys dance.

As for beloved?

Does he want to share them with the whole world? To be judged? Their outfit measured and rated? Deemed good or bad? Their face? Body? Eyes? Hands? Nose? Legs? Hair? All on display for everyone who isn't him? Plastered across the news? Across TV? I don't think so. If they attend, they never leave his side for a moment, tucked away with him at some private VIP lounge, where their presence remains confined with him and for him only --- he's selfish and greedy like that. Terry Silver shows up at the Met Gala very briefly, becomes the talk of the whole event, spoils it for everyone who put Millions of dollars into outfits only to be outshined by someone in a tux and a Rolls Royce, disappears at will and the reason he appeared in the first place was to meet up with some Los Angeles fat cats and toast to a newly merged business; a million dollar deal happening behind closed doors.

In his older days, present time?

He's more prone to have an actual celebrity that appeals to young people and the general crowd attend with some sort of Cobra Kai related insignia in the theme of their outfit in order to promote his line of dojos, tactically hooking in people to sign up, rather than do anything of the sort himself. Hey. It's excellent marketing. We'd be shocked how many people will feel drawn to a thing if, say, in the 80's, Paula Abdul stepped out at the Met with the Cobra Kai symbol on her dress or if thirty years later, some famous person did the same. Or if even several of them did it at the same time.