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princekoo · 2 years ago

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Pairing: Jeon Jeongguk x reader

Genre: smut

Trope: city girl x farm boy

Warnings: bondage, name calling, bad writing

Word count: ~4.4k

A/N: yeah I have no words this came to me randomly while I was listening to country (something I never do) so here’s my first smut piece lol I haven’t written anything in MONTHS, so here is my baby I wrote in like 2 hours (also something I’ve never done before)💀 this is badly written bc it’s 2:30am and I cannot be bothered to proofread sorry

What does a woman running late for her job with less than a quarter gallon of gas and a horse have in common? Well, eventually they both run out of gas. Or was that just you? Probably. Here you were on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere trying to contact your job, your friends, anyone really. So much for a support system since your cries for help went unanswered before you completely lost battery. Yeah, you forgot to charge your phone after a night out with your friends, go figure.

You let out a resigned sigh as you sit in your car with the door open as the beautifully unpleasant waft of cow dung and freshly cut grass assaulted your senses. Fully giving up, you reach for the coffee you made 2 hours ago, grimacing at the relevation that it was now more like a nice cold coffee. Looking at the scenery, you tried to make yourself feel better. Hey, at least the cows are cute right? They’re staring at you with their beady little eyes, nothing behind them as they chewed away at some of the grass you strongly smelled. Just then, a cow came up close and you almost considered touching it like you would your cat Oreo, the sweet little thing. You refrained, of course, as you hadn’t hit a complete mental rock bottom at that point yet.

Just then, the cow took a huge dump right then to you, the smell from before intensifying due to obvious reasons.

You cursed the damned cow and fled the scene locking your car. That was definitely the motivation you needed to look for help nearby. Cows meant farms, right? And farms meant people. People that could help you get home. To Oreo. Or your dead end job. As you walked along the worn down fence separating you from the not-so-cute cows, you really took in your scenery. This was always a busy road as cars would often zoom by due to the scarcity of police officers in such a rural area as well as the naturally high speed limit of 60.

Nobody wants to get stuck here.

Literally no one.

It may be in the middle of nowhere, but it was quite nice. There was this thing called nature all around you if you ignored the 6 lanes that were present to your left, the 6 lanes you were speeding through only minutes before. The most of nature you usually get is the trees planted between pavement in front of your apartment building and your little cacti named Kiwi. This was kind of a nice change of pace, even if you hated to admit it.

Walking through dirt in heels is not ideal, but it had to do as you couldn’t stand the thought of dirt clinging to your feet, unknowing when you’d next take a shower. Even though you walked for an eternity, you could see no sign of life other than the few animals scattered throughout, which definitely didn’t calm your nerves.

You stopped for a second and leaned against the fence post, ignoring the possible germs it could bring with it, and blew raspberries as entertainment. You were really teaching your whits end. You may ask yourself, why don’t you flag down a car? Well, no. That’s why. We don’t do that around here.

Moving on, you continued your trek and went on for a bit more, thanking your decision to get comfortable heels. In the faint distance, you could see some sort of house structure. You squinted to better make it out and you realized it was a farm! It was quite a stellar incentive to increase the pace of your steps and you got to the entrance in only a few minutes.

You groaned in discomfort at the unusual amount of physical exercise you had to do this early in the morning and fixed up your appearance. Bun, redone. Skirt, straightened out. Shirt, saved from wrinkling. Sweat, gone. You marched up to the front door and knocked on the door only to be met with silence. You waited a few minutes until you knocked again. Met with the same reaction, you walked away and noticed an open gate. You walked towards it and sank into mud. Internally crying you marched on and looked out to see different farm animals. Horses, cows, sheep, pigs, anything you can think of was there. Whoever was running this shit meant business, you thought.

You struggled through the viscous mud and rounded a corner only to your greatest joy to find a person! Finally! With renewed vigor, you splashed until you could get in earshot of him.

“Hey! Hi! Uhm I broke down down the road and I was…” you trailed off as he turned around and you caught a glimpse of your possible savior. You were so consumed in your will to go home you never even surveyed who you were approaching. He had long, fluffy black hair that spilled over his forehead in curtain bangs and gorgeous silver dangling from his ears, nose, mouth, and eyebrow. A beautifully strong neck with a gorgeously buff body peeking out from the loosely hanging overalls he had on. His Timberlands were covered in mud and possibly fences but that didn’t deter you from appreciating the beauty of this specimen you found while you should’ve been at work. You almost were glad you broke down, if the consequences weren’t as bad as they are with your job. Almost. A goth cowboy farmer boy? You were signed up since the moment he turned around. His beautiful doe almond eyes shone as they looked at you in seemingly both surprise and concern.

“…iss? Miss? Are you okay?” You blinked a few times and willed yourself to snap out of it. You weren’t a teenager for goodness’ sake! You smiled bashfully and apologized, then explained your situation to the best of your ability. He nodded along and gasped at the right parts and you didn’t forget to include how your coffee had gone cold untouched. Offering his deepest condolences, he offered to make you coffee while you were tracking a bead of sweat running down his hairline onto his chest bones.

“Miss? Is everything alright? I think you’d better come inside, the heat could be getting to you.” You considered declining for a good few seconds before deciding, fuck it. You might as well. You took him up on his offer and he took you into his home. It was nicely decorated in almost a modern barn house way, but instead of white, the most common color was black. From the front door a loveseat was poised in front of a old-looking TV with an equally antique radio which emitted something you remembered from your ballet dance recitals you used to do. You nearly cringed, but kept scanning your eyes around. Next to you, on the opposite side of the living room area, was the dining room. Dark oak wooden chairs paired with a beautifully crafted table. What caught your attention was the fact that each table leg and every chair had intricately carved details, stories you remember you’d read as a child. You lightly grazed the nearest chair, admiring the craftsmanship before the man turned around after taking off his shoes and saw you halfway through his home.

“You like ‘em, miss?” You turned around a blushes slightly, caught in your act. You nodded, “yes, it’s gorgeous. Ive never seen something like this. Who made it?” You looked at him expecting a designer’s name or something like a neighbor gifted it to him but instead was met with, “oh I did, miss. My pride and joy. Spent a few months and then some on each piece.” Your eyes grew in size as your shock increased. You weren’t expecting it, but it also wasn’t too surprising. There’s not a single soul for miles around, after all. He chucked at your reaction.

“These are absolutely beautiful, uhm…” you looked at him in question. He lit up remembering he never told you his name, a shining smile crossing his face.

“Ah, name’s Jungkook, miss! Jeon Jeongguk. Sorry for not introducing myself sooner. And you are…?” You told him your name and smiled back, albeit a little more reserved than he was. He offered to make you some food and some coffee to replace the one you couldn’t drink, something which you pretended to ponder accepting before you gave him a resound yes. You’d take anything he gave you. Poison, food, a place to stay, his bed, his cock. Woah. Okay. Take a step back partner. You rounded the wall which separated the living room from the kitchen and surveyed the area once more. To your left there was a fairly new-looking kitchen with a table and two chairs. It definitely seemed like it had more worn and tear compared to the beautiful craftsmanship you’d had the opportunity to touch. The dark theme continued even with the fridge being a darker steel, the other appliances following. It all seemed pretty high tech, so it got you curious.

“Hey, do you have good electricity here?” He looked over at you from where he was whisking up something for you to eat and smiled, looking back down.

“Well, kinda…? Nothin’ like what ya get at the city I’ll tell you that, missy. Still works well enough, anyway.” You wondered how he got so much metal on him if he seems to speak like he’s never gone to the city, so it prompts you to ask, “how’d you get so many piercings this far out? If you don’t mind me asking of course.” He lets out a chuckle and turns his attention fully to you.

“Well, I have city friends. They come every once in a while. I been a country boy since I was kickin’, if ya wanted to know.” He humorously smiled and went back to his task. You sat down at the table, feeling everything shift slightly under your weight. You took out your phone and tried to see if by some miracle it started working, but to no avail. Looking up and seeing you, he remembered something he was going to tell you, eyebrows rising.

“Ah, missy! I forgot to tell ya! I got a land phone with connection you can use! It slipped my mind. And yeah, no, I don’t got any chargers. Sorry.” He answered quickly before you could even think to ask, but you were grateful for at least having a method of communication. You took him up on his offer and searched your brain for a possible phone number you could call. He took you to the antique method of communication and you dislodged it from its rightful place. The phone beeped as you punched in the numbers into the number pad. At least it isn’t a rotary phone. It rang for a few seconds before the other person picked up.

“Hello? Who’s this?”

“Hey mom, it’s me,” you informed.

“Oh my goodness, my darling! Ive been trying to reach you!”she exclaimed, worry evident in her voice.

“I know, I ran out of battery. A nice guy lent me his phone and I was able to call.”

“A nice guy, you say?” Her voice took a suggestive turn, a stark contrast to her earlier one.

“Mom, please. Im stranded like forty minutes away from the city.” You begged, hoping you could reason with her. Yeah, you were 25, but you didn’t need to settle down at that age! If only your mom didn’t think otherwise.

“Right. Well, I can go get you if you tell me where it is possibly uhhh…tomorrow? Tomorrow mornin—no! Afternoon! Sorry, work. Yeah.” You could hear her nervously scrambling to correct herself, knowing this was just some ploy to get you to know the guy.

“Mom?”

“Yeah?”

“I know what you’re trying to do.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about! Now hang tight and make a friend! Loveyoubye!” “Mo—!”before you could get another word in, she hung up. The line went dead and you hung it back up, leaning against the wall. You grimaced for the second time that day. She was really doing this to you. Well, the more you thought about it, the less bad it seemed. You were stranded in a farm with a hot goth boy who carved as a hobby and seemed to know how to cook. What’s better? Good in bed? God, how you wanted to find out.

Walking back towards the kitchen, you caught a glimpse of what you could only guess was his bedroom. His bed was dressed in black silk sheets which reflected the afternoon light and the rest of the room followed the dark theme. Before you took too long, you willed yourself towards the kitchen and sat down with a huff.

“What’d they say?”

“My mom said she can’t pick me up until tomorrow afternoon,” you groaned. He awwed at the statement and finished the preparations to his “simple meal”. He brought 2 plates and a cup in front of you, which you thanked him for before you surveyed the plates. The first bigger plate contained some what looked like chicken and a salad while the smaller plate contained a prettily plated apple pie. The cup, beautifully enough, contained some steaming coffee. Your eyes almost watered as you thanked him and began eating.

“Sorry I cant offer you anything better, miss. If i had know a pretty little thing like you would break down and need my help I would’ve been better prepared.” You blushed at his statement and commented on how good the meat and veggies were.

“Raised the meat and got the veggies from my garden myself! All pretty fresh, since I only killed the poor thing a day ago.” He exclaimed proudly, a sad quality to his voice after the second part. He cheered up pretty fast and said,” and I baked the apple pie a few hours ago actually! I hope you like it, too.” He finished. He was almost bashful. You complimented his food and he informed you he still had some stuff to do out in the farm.

“Ah! If you need any fresh clothes you can look through my stuff and find something,” he finished with a smile. You thanked him and continued eating as he walked out the house and went on with his day. The house was now silent save for the occasional animal noise and the movement of grass with breeze. Finishing your last bite of apple pie, you got up with the coffee and headed towards the assumed bedroom. He didn’t mention where it was, but you doubted he cared whether you looked through his stuff or not. Not like he was here anyway. You set the cup down on one of his dressers and rummaged for something to wear. The uniform was getting pretty stuffy in the heat of the house, so a nice shirt and some pants would do the trick. You took off all your clothes and considered taking off your underwear too. What if something ends up happening? You want to sleep with him so bad. Ultimately, you took everything off. Naked, you took his most see-through-looking white shirt and a pair of his boxers, the only bottom part that fit after tying it a bit. You ran your hands between your thighs to quell your excitement at not having any undergarments and lowly squealed. You hoped your pressing didn’t show how wet you were. You went out to find him with his shoes on, even if they didn’t fit. Hey, they felt like you were wearing your dad’s shoes, but it got the job done. You found him feeding the horses at the stable before what seemed like bath time, soap and a hose ready to go.

“Hey!” You exclaimed. He looked your way and immediately almost choked in surprise, his face turning red.

“I see you… uhm… got comfortable, miss.” He choked out. You internally grinned and nodded,” yeah these fit best and they’re quite nice. Is it okay?”you feigned innocence, pretending like you didn’t elaborately search for both of these pieces with a goal in mind. He shook his head and informed you he was doing exactly what you thought, bathing the horses. It seemed like he was doing that before you got here as he was on the last horse. You asked if you could help and he accepted, smiling humorously. At what, you don’t know. He let the hose run over the horse for a bit before he shut it off, something that gave you an idea. You were going to make it as messy as you could and try to get yourself completely wet, making the already almost see through shirt stick to your body. The perfect plan, if anyone asked you. It would make him want you, you were sure. At the very least start wanting you. What you didn’t know, is that he was restraining himself to the highest degree from pouncing on you right now. You were beautiful from the moment he saw you and he could tell you found him attractive. This act of dressing up in these kinds of clothes just further confirmed it. You lathered the horse in its special soap and made sure to stick to it accidentally, dampening your shirt. Your nipples poked from the cold and wetness and you could even see the pink of them. Jeongguk turned on the hose and you “accidentally” didn’t move out the way. You exclaimed in pretend shock and he immediately shut off the water and ran over to you. You were completely soaked and you feigned sadness over being all wet. He knew what you were getting at. He knew it wasn’t a mistake. He was onto you.

“Oh no miss! You didn’t move out the way! Sorry.” He feigned as well. You sulked a little and went to go back to giving the horse a second coat of soap when he caught you by your waist. He pushed your body against his and got close to your face, so much so you could count the freckles on his cheeks. You only squealed lightly from shock.

“I know what you’re trying to do, miss. You know, trying to be innocent doesn’t work on me,” he breathed out, voice husky. You blushed, not thinking you’d be found out so quickly.

“Let’s say we skip this part and get straight to business. What do you say?” He inquires, a raises brow making his piercing shine in the light. You nod and he presses harder.

“Yes. Or. No,” he presses. You breathe out a “yes” and he immediately smacks your mouth against his. His tongue makes his way into your mouth and both of your tongues dance together. He pats the horse and it starts to trot away, almost as if understanding it was a moment not for its eyes. He walks you back, still making out, until you reach what you think might be hay and he breaks the kiss only to press you down against it. Breathing heavily, he goes back for another kiss and begins moving his hands over your body. He touches your tits and squeezes them both, arousing a surprised moan from you. He breaks the kiss and begins flicking your hard nipples through the fabric.

“This is what you wanted, right? Right, little miss?” You moan in response and he spanks your tits.

“Give me and answer, missy.” You flush answer, “yes, this is exactly what I wanted please don’t stop.” He lowers his head onto your nipples and begins sucking them and moving them around, playing with them like they’re joysticks. You don’t think you’ve ever been this turned on. You can physically feel your juices dripping down your thighs. You moan feverishly, almost like you’ve never been touched by a man. He then, bites your nipple and stretches out before letting it go. Without warning, he presses against your center and you let out a choked moan.

“Look at you. I can feel how wet you are, baby. You haven’t had anyone as good as me, now have you?” He asks and you answer with a resound no. No man has ever been able to make you into a pool of goo and have you waterfall from your pussy like he has. He returns his assault on your clothed boobs while keeping pressure on your cunt and you cant take it anymore. You begin rubbing against his leg and he stops his manouvers completely. He stares at you as you rub against his leg like a bitch in heat, leaving a noticeable dark spot on his denim overall pants. He chuckles darkly and removes his thigh causing you to whine. He urges you to open your eyes, something you didn’t even know you had done, and held your face firmly to look straight at him.

“Did i say you could use me to get off? Hmm? You were rubbing against me like a fucking whore. Are you that desperate, huh? You wanna get fucked that badly?” He spoke so disrespectfully to you, but god. You fucking loved it. It was only a few seconds before you started to beg. “Yes, I’m your whore. I want your cock so badly, please.” He hummed at your answer and left you altogether. You protested only to be told to shut up. You did so, and was incredibly turned on in the process. He came back with what looked like restraints.

“I usually use these with the horses, but who would’ve thought I’d have to use them on some pretty little slut who stumbled across me today,” he smirked. You whined and playfully fought against his restraints, only to have his seat at your ass. The spank caused you to let out a long, lustful moan and it only made his Cheshire grin bigger.

“Oh? My sweet little bitch likes to be spanked too? Fucking look at you.” He finished restraining you, leaving your arms and legs unable to move.

“This is what you get for using me to get off without permission, missy. You left me no choice.” You whined and moves your pelvis up and down, trying to show him where you wanted him. He smirked and walked away again. You groaned in frustration again and he answered back,

“I’m gonna wash my hands, pretty. Im sure you don’t want any infections.” You simmered down and waited for his return, one that was swift. He smiled and looked at you only for a frown to overcome his face. You inquired him what was wrong and he said, “you’re wearing too many clothes.” Immediately after, he ripped his shirt apart and the boxers, both ruined garments falling limply besides you. He licked his lips looking at your body and surveyed your pussy, finding it dripping. He chucked and spanked your clit, something that made you jolt and moan.

“You’re dripping, baby. I’ve barely even done anything, too… hmm, well you’ve taken your consequences quite well, so why doesn’t little missy get a reward, eh?” You nodded enthusiastically and he smiled, ruffling your hair. Immediately he plugged up your begging hole with two thick fingers, causing you to howl in pain. Its been a while since you had anything in there. Soon enough, though, the whimpers of pain turned into moans of pleasure as he fingered you at a fast and hard pace while rubbing your clit. He was repeatedly hitting your g spot and you felt like you had to pee. Afraid to pee on him, you urged him to stop.

“H…hey J—Jeongg…ungh… Jeongguk…. I think I’m gonna… gonna… pee!” By the end of your sentence you were screaming as you watched clear juices spill out of you. That was new. “What we’re you saying?” He inquired with a smirk. As you panted, he lowered himself and began licking at your pussy. He ate you out with vigor you never knew in your life from past partners until he made you cum with just his tongue, without needing the aid of anything else. As you came down from your orgasm, he came up and kissed you as your juices ran down his chin. He looked you in the eyes and asked almost shyly, a stark change in demeanor, “you think I can fuck you?” You breathlessly chuckled and answered, “fuck yeah.”

He took off his overalls as soon as you said that, grinning madly. The lowering of the overalls showed his beautifully sculpted abs and pecs clearly and the lower he went the more you realized he wasn’t wearing any underwear. His dick sprung to life leaking precum from its pink tip. He took his hand and jerked himself a little before he lined up at your entrance and looked at you questioningly. You nodded and he went in slowly. Your juices made the ability for friction disappear and soon he started pounding into your weeping pussy. He reached down and choked you lightly as he began stimulating your clit again and you screamed in overstimulation. He didn’t give up and eventually you began feeling pleasure and his cock rammed into you relentlessly. He panted as he fucked into your cunt and your pussy squeezed his dick. You moaned in pleasure, despite your restricted air flow and he groaned from the feel of his dick fucking your pussy. Soon enough, you came to your end squeezing his dick like a python and he pulled it out. He jerked off and came over your stomach and tits covering them entirely.

“Fuck, if I had a phone I would’ve definitely taken a picture of this. You look beautiful like this, miss.” He panted and you chuckled breathlessly. You both stared at each other attempting to catch your breaths in silence. He was the first who broke it.

“So… wanna take a shower?”

#jungkook smut #jungkook x reader #farmer!jungkook #dom!jungkook #yeah this was completely unplanned #idk how i squeezed it out of my brain #bts smut #bts x reader #fanfic #jungkook fanfic #smut

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scholastc · 5 years ago

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As of right now, everyone’s supposedly stuck at home trying to catch up on online classes. Well, if any of you are like me, you’re probably struggling to stay productive. I’ve been so distracted by social media, Netflix, and I’ve spent so much of my time asleep instead of doing schoolwork.

I’ve been on quarantine for about 2 weeks now, and I think I’ve figured out what works for me. With that, I decided it might be nice to make this post. I’d probably be coming back to this post even after the pandemic has died down, and I’m back home for the weekend with a ton of schoolwork to catch up on.

1. Make a study schedule!

It always helps me stay productive when I have a schedule to follow. I personally set aside an hour or two every Sunday to list everything I have to get done during the week then schedule when I should accomplish each one. In doing this, I use the calendar app on my Mac and the Notion app (which is good for many other things, too!). I make sure to include the mini tasks I have to do to accomplish each big task so I don’t get too overwhelmed and stressed out about having to finish a big project all at once.

You can do this on a bullet journal or on a planner, too!

2. Get Ready!

Staying in bed is extremely tempting when you’re at home, but what really motivates me to start working and be productive is getting in the work mood. I always wake up at 7:30am, have breakfast, then shower, similar to my morning routine when I still had actual classes. Doing this the morning puts me in the working mood early which helps me maximize my time.

3. Take breaks!

(this actually should apply to every time we’re working, not just when you’re at home, but I’ll still include this cos its important hehe)

I sometimes have the tendency of working nonstop for hours, especially now that I want to finish everything at once so I can go on and binge Netflix. The Focus To-Do app helps me avoid doing so.

This app has two main features: the pomodoro timer and a task list. These features make it super easy for me to keep track of the tasks I have and the sub-tasks I have to do while also making sure I take 5-minute breaks in between 30 minutes of doing work. Taking study breaks is super important as it helps reduce stress and increase focus and efficiency.

4. Have your own workspace!

I personally don’t have my own proper desk at home. I used to study on my bed and struggled to be productive because I would fall asleep every so often. I settled with working in the dining room for a while, but I struggled to create quality work because of the noise outside my house and because my grandparents are always watching TV. As such, I made my own makeshift workplace. There’s a couch at the end of my bed that I use as a chair, and the foot of my bed served as my temporary table. Anywhere is good as long as it makes you feel productive!

(the content of this post is what personally works for me and are merely ideas as to how you can stay productive at home, too! I know I’m 2 weeks late, but I still thought it would be nice to look back at this post when I need it hehe) (stay safe everyone!!!!! always wash your hands and refrain from going outside when you don’t need to)

#mine #study #study guide #study tips #eintsein #emmastudies #intellectys #heypat #heyaestudier #adelinestudiess #serendistudy #productivity #sorry i had to repost :^0 #i had to change somethingkdjdkd

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keepingupwithabi · 5 years ago

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Another Day, Another List

Well folks, in my previous blog post I shared with you a list of things I needed to get through on Tuesday. I’ve got good news, bad news, and also just news.

Let me start with the good news, I suppose. Good news is that I completed everything on my schedule AND THEN some. I failed to include a work meeting that I had last night at 7pm. While it was mandatory, I was super tired by this time after a full day of classes.

Next, the bad news. I did not get a lot of homework done yesterday. I have a harder time doing homework super late at night, which was basically last night. I was able to help one of our classmates with her blog and the commenting feature, but that was really the extent of the homework I did.

Now, for some news. I feel like one of those people like, “In other news...”. Anyways, the news I have is that I have had a pretty decent day. Wednesdays are one of the days I work both of my jobs: work study and waitressing.

Here’s a little peek at how my morning went:

This morning I actually sort of slept in, my alarm didn’t go off until 9:45am. I got up (surprisingly, I skipped a shower), and not caring what I looked like, put on some leggings with wool socks, an oversized flannel, and Birkenstock sandals. Rushing into the bathroom (because I heard one of my roommates coming up the stairs), I brushed my teeth and washed my face. Brushing my hair into a ponytail, I made my way back into my room to gather my jacket and backpack.

I passed one of my roommates in the hall as she was rushing to the bathroom, “Oh good you’re out,” she said. “I really have to pee.”

I laughed and kept moving towards the stairs. Once in the kitchen, I had to decide whether or not to make coffee. I decided I would have to skip because I wanted to just get work over with. Then I remembered I had to give my friend a ride back to campus (she had slept over Tuesday night).

I opened the door to our finished basement and walked halfway down the steps. I could see into another one of my roommates bedroom, the door was open. “Hey is she ready to go?”

“No she’s waiting for us,” my roommate said. THEN she goes, “Hey, what did you say to (roommates name) last night about the job interview?”

Sensing the tension and NOT feeling in the mood for a fight this early in the morning without coffee, I quite literally shouted, “I didn’t say shit,” and then left.

See here’s the thing: living with three friends while also operating on my own schedule is quite hard. It’s also hard when basically all my friends and I have synced “cycles” now. So if one of us feels bitchy, all of us feel bitchy. I think we’re getting to that time of the month again, too.

Anywho, here’s what is important:

I got almost everything done that I wanted to on Tuesday (besides homework, but who really WANTS to do that).

I was an adult and refrained from taking a nap.

I gave everything on that list my best.

Now, let’s figure out what I have left to do today:

2:45-3:30: Get ready for work.

4:00-9:00pm: Work.

9:00-10:00pm: Homework.

10:30-11:00pm: In bed, unwind time.

And now for the most exciting part, planning Thursday.

9:30am: Wake up, shower, make sure to drink coffee to avoid snapping at people.

11:00am-12:15pm: History class (I have an exam on industrialization and abolitionists, I’ll let you know how THAT goes).

12:15-1:45pm: Go back to apartment, look at homework for my other online class.

2:00-3:15pm: PCJ class.

3:15-4:45pm: Do homework for classes, basically whatever I have to do in order to feel less stressed out.

5:00-6:15pm: Spanish.

6:15-7:00pm: Find and make dinner (I struggle with this).

7:00-10:00pm: Homework.

10:30pm: Wash face, brush teeth, go to bed.

I think the lesson I took away from yesterday and the list of things I had to get done was that if I stay focused and don’t lost track of the bigger picture, I can finish everything. With that said, I hope that I can keep this in mind come tomorrow when I am going to be dragging.

Can’t wait to let you know how it goes!

Wish me luck,

Abi

P.S- the gif at the top is an actual representation of my mood regarding my schedule 24/7.

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womenofcolor15 · 5 years ago

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BREAKING: Rapper Pop Smoke Reportedly Shot & Killed During Home Invasion, No Suspects At This Time

In horrible news, "Welcome to the Party" rapper Pop Smoke was reportedly shot and killed just hours ago inside a home in the Hollywood Hills. The full story, as well as his friends' heartfelt reactions, inside.

Panamanian & Brooklyn-born rapper Pop Smoke - real name Bashar Barakah Jackson - was killed during a home invasion this morning inside a house on Hercules Drive in the Hollywood Hill, according to TMZ.

Authorities told the site that there was a party or gathering at the house prior to the shooting. Pop Smoke also posted pics and video from the home on the day of the shooting, and he also - likely accidentally - showed his address while showing off the new clothes he was sent to the house. Neither the shooter(s), nor the motives, are known at this time.

Local media first reported a shooting at the 3,000 sqft home around 4:30am PST, stating that one man was found suffering from multiple gunshot wounds. NBC Los Angeles said the victim later died at a hospital. The news also revealed that the 9-1-1 call came from someone on the east coast - a friend of someone inside the house.

Police said the 911 call came from the East Coast from a friend of someone who was inside the residence. Police did not provide more details regarding the call.

Los Angeles police did not immediately confirm the victim's identity.

No arrests were reported early Wednesday. Several people were questioned at the scene in the Mount Olympus area. Up to six people are sought in connection with the slaying, police said.

It was not immediately clear whether anything was taken during the home invasion.

The 20-year-old "Drive The Boat" rapper was renting the home from "Real Housewives of Beverly Hills" star, and John Mellancamp's daughter, Teddi Mellencamp Arroyave, who posted about the fatal invasion:

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Early this am we were informed by a 3rd party leasing and management company overseeing a rental home we own in Los Angeles that a shooting had taken place at the property. Foremost, we would like to extend our prayers and condolences to the family and loved ones affected by this tragic loss of life. We aren’t aware of any of the details beyond what we’ve been told or seen reported on the news and at this time we would like to refrain from commenting further as we wish for the focus to remain on the law enforcement officers who are diligently doing their jobs.

A post shared by Teddi Mellencamp Arroyave (@teddimellencamp) on Feb 19, 2020 at 7:40am PST

Pop Smoke was definitely on the come up. His album Meet The Woo, V.2 hit #7 on the Billboard chart just yesterday, "Welcome To The Party" - with a Nicki Minaj remix assist - was the song of last summer and is on constant rotation on the radio, and he garners over 5 million monthly listeners on Spotify.

He posted his last post on his Instagram feed several hours before the shooting:

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GET STRAIGHT PASSION ZIP HIM UP BAG EM LOUIS V LOUIS V LOUIS V

A post shared by BIGG PAPI LOCSTA (@realpopsmoke) on Feb 18, 2020 at 4:27pm PST

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MAMA IM GLOBAL NOW

A post shared by BIGG PAPI LOCSTA (@realpopsmoke) on Nov 25, 2019 at 2:49pm PST

He was also booked for upcoming festivals like Pharrell's Something In The Water festival in April, Rolling Loud in May, and his Meet The Wu tour that was set to kick off March 2nd. He's been performing for thousands of fans at multiple concerts, including one in Brooklyn - the Drip Concert - just this past Sunday.

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LONDON SOLD OUT

A post shared by BIGG PAPI LOCSTA (@realpopsmoke) on Nov 27, 2019 at 5:38pm PST

Nicki Minaj, 50 Cent, Justine Skye, Jason Mitchell and more have posted their shock and feelings about Pop Smoke's tragic death as well:

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Seriously I think I’m bout to start speaking out on shit and holding some nigga meetings because I’m over it.. we already got the police to worry about and just being black to worry about.. but black men we are the fucking worst at times.. we can’t communicate and we kill the fuck outta each other.. niggas can’t have shit.. and 92% of the time it’s the niggas closest to you who do this type of bullshit.. this man was 20.. granted a lot of people do die before that age and most of the youngers are the ones doing it but his life ain’t even start yet.. idk if he even got to have kids.. niggas really need to just stop hating and get some money.. or at least be a man and ask for some fucking help.. check yourself and your surroundings.. and be an example.. otherwise just shut the fuck up.. #mybad #impissed #rippopsmoke

A post shared by Jason Mitchell (@jasonmitchellactor) on Feb 19, 2020 at 7:41am PST

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The Bible tells us that jealousy is as cruel as the grave. Unbelievable. Rest In Peace, Pop.

A post shared by Barbie (@nickiminaj) on Feb 19, 2020 at 6:57am PST

R.I.P to my man Pop Smoke, No sympathy for winners. God bless him pic.twitter.com/5ZFa5ILUzl

— 50cent (@50cent) February 19, 2020

No such thing as success with out jealousy, treachery comes from those who are close. R.i.P pic.twitter.com/OZxKtpPZog

— 50cent (@50cent) February 19, 2020

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— 50cent (@50cent) February 19, 2020

Pop Smoke freestyles over 50 Cent's "Not Like Me". He had such a unique voice and flow. RIP Pop Smoke, you'll be missed. pic.twitter.com/ZJI5YRonc3

— Ali (@DrakesWriter1) February 19, 2020

I can’t believe Pop Smoke passed away. People are just so cruel. He was only 20 years old. Please count your blessings everyday, and live life to the fullest. You can be here today, and gone tomorrow

— Skai (@skaijackson) February 19, 2020

Our prayers and condolences go out to Bashar's family and loved ones at this time.

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margaretbeagle · 6 years ago

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Who’s Driving the Data-Informed Revolution? Social Media Managers

What if the most valuable data person on your team is your social media manager?

It certainly might not seem that way at first blush. When you think of all the many data roles on a team, social media rarely bubbles to the top. Instead, you think of:

Data scientists.

Growth marketers.

Analysts and quants.

Or maybe there’s no data team and it’s just you and your closest confidantes, poring over the numbers together.

Regardless, teams with social media managers are sitting on a goldmine of data and information. And it’s data about the most important people in your company’s world: the customers and the audience. At the end of the day, this group of people will drive results and progress for your brand. They will be loyal to you (if you’re building genuine trust); they will purchase from you (if you’re delivering relevant value). It’s this group of customers and audience where you want the strongest relationship.

Shouldn’t we be listening to the person who understands this relationship best?

If you’re serious about making data-informed decisions for your brand, then give social media managers a seat at the table.

Here’s why.

1. Every bit of social media data is behavioral data

Steve Jobs had a reputation for taking customer research with a grain of salt. It’s a similar refrain to another visionary, Henry Ford, inventor of the automobile, who famously said, “If I had asked people what they wanted, they would have said ‘a faster horse.'” Jobs is known for a related, widely-circulated quote that picks at the same issue:

“It’s really hard to design products by focus groups. A lot of times, people don’t know what they want until you show it to them.”

People don’t know what they want until you show it to them.

Well, on social media, guess what? You are constantly showing things to people!

Your data is REAL data.

It is data based on how people are literally responding to you. They’re clicking (or not clicking). They’re liking. They’re commenting. They’re congratulating. They’re complaining.

Social media analytics dashboard from Buffer Analyze

If you want your brand to solve problems for people, then social media is going to tell you exactly what problems people have.

We’ve seen this at Buffer with our social media data, which has informed products like Stories Creator and Shop Grid. We built these in order to solve problems for our audience. Similarly with the content we share, we can tell which content resonates most and what problems are real, today. Some of our most popular posts on social media are about Instagram marketing and data studies. Our audience is speaking to us in replies and comments, yes; but also with their actions.

2. Social media managers can see the future

When you think about all the many signals that social media managers pick up on a daily basis, you begin to get a picture of just how many leading indicators there are.

Take a typical day in social media, for instance:

Morning:

8:30-9am: Check-in on all social media platforms

9-9:30am: Measure social results and add to spreadsheets

9:30-10am: Respond and engage with community

10:00-11am: Read and learn

11am-12pm: Content creation (podcast, writing)

Afternoon:

1-1:30pm: Respond and engage with community

1:30-2:00pm: Curate content

2-2:30pm: Read and learn

2:30-3:00pm: Schedule content to Buffer

3-4:30pm: Content creation (video, graphics)

4:30-5pm: Emails and voicemails

5-5:30pm: Check Buffer queue

The very best social media managers are picking up data points all day long: what topics are resonating with audiences today, what posts are taking off and which aren’t, what conversations are people starting, what’s getting clicked, liked, and replied to.

Social media managers can condense all this data into trendspotting. They’re in the perfect spot for it: they’re on social, reading content and making content and talking to people all day long.

One of Gary Vaynerchuk’s best ways to get a pulse for new markets is to track how apps are trending in the iOS and Android stores. Guess which apps are the highest rankers and the movers and shakers? It’s the social media apps! Your social media manager is sitting at center court while the game is being played; they’re in the perfect spot.

Top apps in the iOS App Store, July 2019

3. Social media managers are in the sales pipeline

One of the more recent trends with the role of a social media manager is that more and more these teammates are tasked with directly influencing sales through organic and paid.

You can, of course, run paid ads for product sales on social media.

Now you have a growing list of options for organic sales as well with shopping on Instagram and Pinterest.

The point is that the data of social media managers is not restricted solely to top-of-funnel, brand-oriented initiatives. Social media managers touch the full customer journey from top to bottom.

3. Social media managers can optimize

When do you launch a marketing campaign?

When should you plan your tentpole product launches?

Let’s ask the social media manager!

On social media, you get specific datapoints on when an audience is most primed to receive messages, click, engage, and respond. You can look at weekly trends to find the most popular day and time to post. You can look at historic data to see when campaigns were most successful in the past and which trending topics and calendar events are on the horizon.

Social media insights and answers from Buffer Analyze

At Buffer, we’ve used social media extensively to test headlines, either via an organic series of tweets or a paid ad set with multiple options.

Social media is a playground for optimization.

4. Social media is one of the few places you get data on your brand

If you follow our weekly newsletter, then you’ve likely seen just how many unique and original social media strategies pop up daily. Brands are doing so much great stuff in online marketing.

Where it can get tough to measure is how this all impacts the brand perception and positioning.

Social media managers are one of the few roles with a strong sense for this. Case in point: sentiment.

Sentiment graph from Brand Grader

One of the great things about social stats is that they span the spectrum from micro (clicks on a single tweet, for instance) to macro. Sentiment falls into macro. It’s taking all the social conversations in aggregate and looking at the overall tone of them. Are they positive? Are they negative?

Social media managers can understand this on a gut level because they’re talking to people all day. (Your customer support team will know this data very well, too.) You can also get it from free tools like Brand Grader and Mention.

Beyond sentiment, social media managers can tell brand health by seeing how fast follower growth is happening, how well your ads are received, how engaged is an audience. They’re all signals of brand health, which can often be a tricky thing to measure. This isn’t the case with social media.

15 key stats from social media

Data and creativity are not mutually exclusive, and the idea that you can only create in a total vacuum is a farce. … We’re getting data inputs all the time. In no way is it replacing human decision-making; it’s just giving insights that we historically have never had.

This quote from Reddit founder Alexis Ohanian speaks a lot of truth to the world of social media today (and the world at large). There are so many data inputs.

Here are some of the ones from social media that could be big differentiators and decision-makers:

Referral traffic — Helps you understand what content drives people to your website

Owned vs. earned — A breakdown of how often the content you share on social media drives website traffic versus the content that others share is driving traffic (word of mouth)

Sales — You can track social media attribution through a typical funnel, or you can check sales numbers from direct social shopping

Sentiment — Are people talking positively or negatively about your brand?

Conversation volume — Track whether you’re being mentioned more or less often and how that’s trending over time

Clickthru rate (CTR) — A useful measure for advertising. Is your message resonating with people enough that they’ll click?

Cost per thousand (CPM) / Cost per click (CPC) — These ad measures tell how efficiently your copy, creative, and call-to-action are performing

Relevance score — Another ad measure. Are your targeting and your creative a match?

Return on Ad Spend (ROAS) — Similar to Return on Investment (ROI), this looks at the dollars-and-cents impact of advertising

Budget spend — Useful for noting the trends in how social media and markets are shifting.

Reach rate — How many people does your average post reach

Engagement rate — How many people like, comment, click, and share your content

Completion rate — At what rate does your audience watch all of your Instagram Stories

Swipe ups — Does your Instagram Stories content drive conversion and action?

Followers — A good measure for brand health. Follower counts should rise if the brand is doing well

If You’re a Social Media Manager Looking for a Seat at the Table …

So a lot of this might sound great, especially if you’re a social media manager. Being among decision makers is a great place to be.

Some companies might be ready to embrace social as a key data source right now. Certainly some of the best DTC brands out there are already doing this (Away, Warby Parker, etc.). That being said, you might find yourself needing to give your role a nudge into these discussions.

Step one: Stay data-minded (or get data-minded if you feel that you’re not quite there yet).

Beyond that, there are a couple of different ways to take a proactive approach to advocating for yourself and your role.

1. Report on your area and show what the data says

If you’re not already doing it, start making reports to share with your team and your boss about how social media is performing.

A sample social media report from Buffer Analyze

On these reports, you can include an executive summary: a few bullet points about what you’re seeing in the numbers and how it might impact the business. It’s easy to get bogged down in the details of a TON of data. Make it easy for others to see what you’re seeing by listing it out in a shortform summary.

2. Experiment consciously

You can lead by showing.

Begin with the basic systems you have for the way that you experiment and try new things on social media. One of the ways we do this at Buffer is framing our hypotheses in a certain way. The construction looks like this:

If we do this, then this will happen because of this

The key, data-informed part of this sentence is “because of this.” Ideally, your “because of” is based on data and evidence. Not only will this make the hypothesis stronger, it will show good on your abilities to make data-informed decisions with the reams of data you have at your disposal.

Over to you

Does this emphasis on data resonate with what youre feeling on social media?

Where does social media sit within your company and among your stakeholders?

Id love to learn from your experience and opinion. Feel free to leave me a comment here on the post or connect with me on Twitter or Instagram. It’d be great to hear from you!

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mariemary1 · 6 years ago

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Who’s Driving the Data-Informed Revolution? Social Media Managers

What if the most valuable data person on your team is your social media manager?

It certainly might not seem that way at first blush. When you think of all the many data roles on a team, social media rarely bubbles to the top. Instead, you think of:

Data scientists.

Growth marketers.

Analysts and quants.

Or maybe there’s no data team and it’s just you and your closest confidantes, poring over the numbers together.

Shouldn’t we be listening to the person who understands this relationship best?

If you’re serious about making data-informed decisions for your brand, then give social media managers a seat at the table.

Here’s why.

1. Every bit of social media data is behavioral data

“It’s really hard to design products by focus groups. A lot of times, people don’t know what they want until you show it to them.”

People don’t know what they want until you show it to them.

Well, on social media, guess what? You are constantly showing things to people!

Your data is REAL data.

It is data based on how people are literally responding to you. They’re clicking (or not clicking). They’re liking. They’re commenting. They’re congratulating. They’re complaining.

Social media analytics dashboard from Buffer Analyze

If you want your brand to solve problems for people, then social media is going to tell you exactly what problems people have.

2. Social media managers can see the future

When you think about all the many signals that social media managers pick up on a daily basis, you begin to get a picture of just how many leading indicators there are.

Take a typical day in social media, for instance:

Morning:

8:30-9am: Check-in on all social media platforms

9-9:30am: Measure social results and add to spreadsheets

9:30-10am: Respond and engage with community

10:00-11am: Read and learn

11am-12pm: Content creation (podcast, writing)

Afternoon:

1-1:30pm: Respond and engage with community

1:30-2:00pm: Curate content

2-2:30pm: Read and learn

2:30-3:00pm: Schedule content to Buffer

3-4:30pm: Content creation (video, graphics)

4:30-5pm: Emails and voicemails

5-5:30pm: Check Buffer queue

Social media managers can condense all this data into trendspotting. They’re in the perfect spot for it: they’re on social, reading content and making content and talking to people all day long.

Top apps in the iOS App Store, July 2019

3. Social media managers are in the sales pipeline

One of the more recent trends with the role of a social media manager is that more and more these teammates are tasked with directly influencing sales through organic and paid.

You can, of course, run paid ads for product sales on social media.

Now you have a growing list of options for organic sales as well with shopping on Instagram and Pinterest.

The point is that the data of social media managers is not restricted solely to top-of-funnel, brand-oriented initiatives. Social media managers touch the full customer journey from top to bottom.

3. Social media managers can optimize

When do you launch a marketing campaign?

When should you plan your tentpole product launches?

Let’s ask the social media manager!