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[heeliopheelia]

LACY (p. jay)

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

includes: oral (f receiving), fingering, crying, insecurities, soft dom! jay, praising, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, creampie, hate comments

word count: 3.4k

synopsis: 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘤 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘫𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧-𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩

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Looking at your phone makes you want to throw up. 

“out of literally everyone he pulls… that? gotta be a joke”

“jay deserves sm better”

“if that thing got a chance with him that means i’d be unstoppable”

“pls tell me this is a joke”

“girlie gotta have a crazy head game cuz ain’t no way lmfao”

As if you don’t feel bad enough about yourself already. 

Ever since the photo of you and your boyfriend coming back from a date leaked to the internet, there’s been nothing but a ridiculous amount of hatred directed towards your clueless self. 

In the morning Jay’s text saying please stay offline today baby was enough to make your stomach churn without even knowing what was actually happening. And against his words and your common sense, your fingers instantly went to the first better social media app on screen’s your homepage.

And so with every single comment put out on the internet, you feel your confidence and self-worth slowly crumbling down until they have eventually worn you out and you’re nothing but a sobbing mess ever since the morning. Your head hurts from all the crying yet the slightly masochistic part of yourself doesn’t let you tear your gaze away from the screen.

Maybe it’s because deep down you’ve always felt like you’re not good enough to be dating such a man as Jay, and the insecure thoughts he’s worked so hard to bury six feet underneath your feet have just resurfaced once again. 

Knowing he’s surrounded by almost literal embodiments of the beauty standard on a daily basis and then having to come home to a plain nobody like you can’t be good for no one’s mental health, that’s for sure. 

“Baby?”

The lump stretches your throat too painfully for you to make any other sound than the whimper you let out, and soon you hear Jay’s footsteps approaching your suffocatingly silent room.

“Are you there, love?” 

You press your trembling lips together and nod your head, trying to force yourself to stop being so emotional for once. The last thing you want him to do is deal with… this, whatever your current state is. 

“You’ve been reading the comments,” he points out quietly, but not with accusation – only worry. His heart squeezes with desperation to somehow make you feel better, yet you take his silence as a sign of disappointment in you. 

And somehow you can’t bring yourself to look into his eyes, too swallowed by shame. 

“I’m sorry,” you whisper eventually after a couple beats of silence. Your head drops lowly onto your bunched up knees. “I just had to see it myself.”

“Hey, no more twitter, no more instagram – no more,” Jay pleads softly as he carefully takes your phone out of your weak grasp and sets it on the bedside table, only to thread his fingers through yours and intertwine them together. “Don’t do this to yourself. Please, stop crying, beautiful. They don’t deserve your tears, hm?”

A sob rips out of your throat and echoes through the silent room, simultaneously breaking your boyfriend’s heart in two. “It’s just… I-,” you’re unable to finish your sentence with the hundreds of thoughts running around your mind, not giving you a moment of peace since hours ago.

“I know nothing I say will make you feel better now,” Jay whispers, shuffling closer on the bed until his chest is pressed against your shoulder and he envelops you in a protective embrace. He presses a warm kiss to your temple. “I love you. I hate to see you like that, honey.”

You nod your head, sniffling loudly and choking on your own sobs. “I love you too,” you cry quietly, moving your head to rest against his chest. “I just don’t feel good with myself right now.”

Jay hums. His hands blindly reach to your face to wipe your tears away, fingers gently caressing your damp face. “I know.” His words are muffled by your hair as he nuzzles his face in it. “I’m sorry.”

You can clearly hear the violent beating of his heart from your position and the insides of your stomach twist with sadness because you know well he’s blaming himself for everything. He promised to protect you at the beginning of your relationship, forever and always, and yet he’s failed at the one thing that should’ve been of the highest importance to him.

He felt conflicted about his job more times than he would like to admit. The constant restrictions, always having to watch his words and actions, the almost non-existent privacy – it was tough, annoying, but he could take it. 

But he’s never hated being who he is more than he does right now. Seeing the person he loves the most, the person who holds his entire world, being in such a miserable state because of his job makes him feel just so helpless.

Swallowing his self-pity, Jay soothes you as gently as he can. His fingers thread through your hair, waiting patiently until your heavy sobs turn into hiccups and eventually small whimpers. 

“I chose you, YN,” he finally says softly, hand pushing the hair sticking to your face away as the other one cups your cheek and brings you to look at him. “I chose you and I’d choose you over everyone else. It’s always going to be you. Always.” 

You blink your lashes heavy with tears, cheeks stinging from the excessive amount of them that has dropped down your face. He nudges your cheek with his nose before pressing a gentle kiss to your brow bone. This tender gesture and his words finally allow the smallest smile to appear on your lips. 

“There’s my pretty girl,” Jay giggled. His arms wrap tighter around you before he lifts you up and pulls you onto his lap. “You know, it’s okay if you don’t fully love yourself yet, I can do it for the both of us for now, baby. Please, believe me.” 

You nod your head, now choked up for a whole different reason. You let him lean in and join your lips together in a sweet kiss. His knuckles caress your cheeks and chin as he plants a chain of pecks on your swollen mouth.  

He tries to break the kiss but you don’t let him get too far away, pulling him back in by his neck and crashing your lips together again, this time more desperately. Jay’s fingers slip into the loopholes of your pants, bringing you closer and closer until there’s no space left between your chests. 

The hushed I love you’s coming out from both of your mouths, his warm lips sucking a kiss after kiss on yours, his hand that drops down and sneaks underneath your top to linger over your skin – you’re becoming dizzy from the overwhelming love you’re being given.

“I’ve achieved everything because of you, love. I am who I am because of you,” he breathes out into your lips, forehead bumping against yours. One last time, he kisses the whatever is left of your tears away, then goes back to your hungry lips. “I’d give you the world if you asked me to. Let me take care of you, like you always do for me.”

With a strong move, he pulls you off his lap and lays you down on the plushy bedding. You shiver when the warmth of his body leaves you, only to catch your breath when he drops to the ground with the dull sound of his knees hitting the wooden floor. 

His warm hands rub your thighs soothingly, palming your inflamed skin before his lips follow their lead and pepper small kisses all over them, gradually traveling higher. You can hardly breathe from the tension, impatiently waiting for his every next move, the exhaustion in your body making you feel everything tenfold. 

The whisper you let out is strangled because of the prominent tingling in between your thighs. “I need you, Jay.”

With a hum of acknowledgement, he unzips then takes off your pants along with your underwear, discarding the clothes somewhere on the floor blindly.  Breath hitches in your throat when he leans forward and finally buries his face between your legs, lips softly grazing your warmth.  

His hands push on your inner thighs, holding your legs wide open as he leans down and presses a kiss to your pussy. A jolt shoots through your body when his teeth brush over your clit before he ducks his head down and engulfs it with his warm mouth entirely.

A shiver runs down your spine when his tongue runs flat against your clit, another but longer lick following right after. Your fingers clench on the duvet beneath you as you pant and whimper with every move that he makes. 

Jay’s thumbs circle and press on the smooth skin on your thighs, he himself humming and grunting into your pussy as he slurps you up. 

You’re perfect, so perfect in his eyes, yet the angle is still not satisfying to him, constantly searching for a better access to your quivering hole. Suddenly, his arms wrap around your knees and he swiftly lifts your legs further up, almost folding you in half as he sinks his mouth in your wetness again, groaning at how much better he can eat you out now. Properly. 

A loud moan ripples from your throat and you jerk in his hold violently, not expecting him to just manhandle you like this. You’re just there, mind blank and eyes fluttering shut when Jay pushes his tongue into your hole, fucking and stretching you with it as best as he can. He’s being so loud with it, so nasty that you can’t help but surrender yourself to him completely, losing yourself to him over and over again. 

Two of his warm fingers circle your weeping hole before letting them sink inside slowly, gently. With the addiction of his nose brushing over your clit, his tongue never halting its movements and now working in harmony with his fingers, you’re barely responsive. 

You mewl and whine breathlessly, sweat starting to create a thin layer on your worked up body. Jay pulls away to take a breath and admire your blissed out face, long fingers curling up, and he ducks his head to cover your sensitive thighs with marks and bites. 

“Aah, s’ good,” you slur out, arching your back off the bed slightly. 

“Yeah? You like that, baby?” Jay asks, sucking one last hickey on your inner thigh before moving back to your needy cunt. You can only hum in agreement, the noise quickly turning into another string of moans and wails as you feel your approaching high. 

Jay cranes his neck to get to you at the best angle, one that will help you reach your climax the fastest. He didn’t even realize when his now hard cock started rutting against the bed slowly, only focused on you and you only, restraining his own pleasure. 

You open your mouth to warn him of your incoming release but before you can do that, Jay speeds up the movement of his fingers and has you coming within a second, a loud cry of his name on your lips serving as honey for his ears. 

He drags his face away from your glistening pussy to take a look at your face.

You’re so beautiful, so perfect, soft and all his.

“My prettiest,” he murmurs, planting a bunch of kisses against your thighs and stomach before lifting himself on his arms and crawling to get you to face him, laying breathlessly beneath him. 

He lowers himself to kiss you right on the lips, the slick from his face smearing against yours slightly but you’re too far gone to pay it any mind. 

“I love you,” is all you’re able to choke out in a whisper. Jay smiles and brushes his nose against yours, kissing you once, then twice and thrice before letting you fill your lungs again. 

“I love you more.”

And as much as you want to protest at first, you realize that he might be actually right. There’s no doubt of your feelings or devotion to him, you gave him your entire heart a long time ago, entrusted him with all you are and had enough faith in him to never make you regret your decision.

But no one loves like Jay does. His love is pure and raw, coming from the depth of his heart and overshadowing all other feelings you’ve ever harbored to another man. 

That’s how you also know that no matter anything you’ll always end up together, overcome everything. 

His gentle hands grab the bottom of the t-shirt you’re wearing, his actually now that he takes a better look at it, then lifts it up, revealing your perky breasts to him. He plants kisses against them, simultaneously unzipping his pants and kicking them down to the floor. His boxers are discarded next and you help him unbutton his shirt with your shaky fingers. 

“Make me yours,” you say into his lips once you’re done with that, hand pressed against his cheek. 

Your words are enough to send Jay’s patience out the window, and he’s lifting your leg to hook it over his waist before sinking his hard cock inside you, your walls instantly sucking him in to the hilt. He groans at the warmth that engulfs him, squeezing him so tightly he can barely move. 

Your heart pounds in your chest, blood rushing to your cheeks at the intimacy, his eyes boring into you lovingly. Because that’s what he is. Utterly, hopelessly lovesick. 

His chest heaves above yours for a moment as he lets you adjust and relax around him before settling for a slower and deep pace. Your breaths get ragged quickly, listening to the filthy squelching whenever he pulls out of you only to sink in further each time. 

“See, baby? It’s all good now,” he rasps, sweaty hair beginning to cling to his forehead because of the stuffiness in your bedroom. “You don’t need anyone else. Only me. I’ll take care of you.”

“Only you,” you repeat after him, watching his eyes sparkle and eyebrows furrow.

He lets out a chuckle, out of breath. “Good girl.”

His hold on you tightens as he fucks into you, his large hand slipping to the back of your head and pressing your face to his neck. His thrusts grow faster, more erratic and messy, and the only thing you’re able to do at the moment is whine desperately into his skin and wrap your other leg over his hips, thighs clenching his sides even tighter.

You feel better. You feel heavenly. You feel loved.

He bullies his way so deep inside you that you feel as if on the verge of blacking out. It’s so good. You’re pretty sure you’re going to leave a drool stain on your boyfriend’s toned shoulder once you pull away from there as you’re just unable to close your mouth for a second, too fucked out to have any control over it now.

“Can I go a little faster, sweetheart?” Jay asks.

You whine into the junction of his neck. “Mhm.”

And so he does, his touch growing in intensity as well. He lets go of your neck and your head falls back onto the pillows and you finally get to look at his face, expression so soft and tender, and a stark contrast to the way he fucks you. 

Your stomach sets ablaze with every loud clap of his hips against yours, his precum making a mess on your thighs. 

“Fucking hell,” he moans lowly, not being able to get enough of the doe-eyed look you’re giving him. He didn’t know it was possible, but he thinks he loves you even a little more than yesterday. 

The sloppy sound of your wet skin colliding with his ricochets off of your bedroom’s walls and your eyes water again – this reason completely contrasting to the earlier heartbreak. Jay is here to kiss all of your tears away, his warm lips tracing your cheeks and collecting every salty droplet that falls on your skin. 

You throw your head back, nails digging into his shoulder blades. And then he reaches down with the one hand that’s not holding you, pressing his fingers on your swollen clit and rubbing circles on it, making you grow lightheaded again. 

His never ceasing thrusts keep hitting your g-spot, without even giving you a second to breathe. 

“J-Jay,” you whimper, voice wet and small, and he knows exactly what you want to communicate to him. 

You fall apart in his arms as your orgasm hits your sensitive pussy even harder this time, making you squirt with a shallow gasp for air. You feel completely owned by him at the moment. 

Jay’s eyes roll to the back of his skull for a hot minute, his cock aching and twitching as your walls spasm and squeeze him mercilessly. He buries his face in your neck now, nibbling under your ears and panting heavily against your skin.

Jay cums hard, probably harder than he ever has before – all because he knows he’s fucked you so good you can’t stop shaking in his arms. His own thighs begin to quiver a little as he ruts his emptying cock into your warm pussy, filling you up so nicely.

It’s the choked up wail that leaves your throat that spurs him into pushing more of his throbbing length into your sensitive self. His warm cum fills you to the brim, seeping slowly onto your thighs, yet he keeps snapping his hips against you slowly. “That’s it. Take it, baby. Take it all.”

Your lips part and when he pulls away from your neck, he immediately slides his tongue against yours. His kisses are sloppy and hot and wet but that only pushes you even further into the state of bliss, completely losing your mind for the man above you.

Your back is arched, making you press your chest into his forcefully as you jolt and twitch from overstimulation as he pulls out his soft cock out of you carefully. 

Jay’s lips press to your temple warmly with a soothing intention. You try to catch your breath, body sweaty and clammy just like your hair. Yet you look just as pretty as ever to him. His prettiest girl. 

 He collapses onto the bed next to you and lets you cling to him for as long as you want to, holding you tightly to his chest and drowning you in praises and compliments. It’s only when he notices that your eyelids are growing heavy that he gently pulls you away and up from the bed, steadying your wobbly self on the rug beside your bed. 

You look at him in confusion, eyes misty and tired and he can’t help but giggle and kiss you one more time. “We should probably take a shower first,” he flicks your nose when you scrunch it up slightly but then you nod your head.

When you start walking into the direction of the bathroom, goosebumps spiking your skin despite the hot temperature in the room, you turn around and frown when you notice that Jay has stayed behind you.

“You’re not coming, love?” You ask but he shakes his head. 

“You go first, baby. I’ll be right there in a second.” He nods his head to the ruined bedding. “Gotta change the sheets first.”

You flush as you take in the mess you’ve both made. “Right,” you mumble and then disappear behind the door. 

When you’re both showered and back in the bed together, you’re propping yourself on your elbows, trying to reach the switch of the lamp on the bedside table. You don’t get far when Jay’s arm wraps itself across your torso and brings you back down, right into his chest.  

“Stay,” he mumbles, nuzzling his face in your hair.

You giggle quietly but give in and lay comfortably, half on the bed and half on your boyfriend. “I’m not going anywhere.”

Jay hums lowly. “I mean forever. Stay with me forever.”

You look at him, eyes slightly widening despite how tired you are, and his words take your breath away when you realize he’s dead serious. You’re at a loss of words, looking at the man by your side, stunned, yet he only smiles lazily and brings your hand to his lips to press his warm lips against your knuckles.

“Marry me.”

Lacy, oh, Lacy, I just loathe you lately

And I despise my jealous eyes and how hard they fell for you

Yeah, I despise my rotten mind and how much it worships you

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[abysful]

Come to my city

Contains: Plot, strangers to one night stand, smut (eating pussy, fingering, p in v, bit of overstimulation)

Summary: You once watched the Sturniolo triplets religiously back in 2022, but college, work, and real life started to take up most of your time. Now in 2025, your younger cousin still being a fan, asks you to be her chaperone to their new tour in your city. An unexpected encounter with Matt after the show, gives you an entirely new reason to love them again.

Word count: 4.5k

For most of your high school career, you worked overtime, taking as many night school courses, summer school courses, and extra credit projects as you could. This resulted in you graduating high school a year before your peers in 2021, but rather than spending your extra year without obligatory schooling on internships and working, you rewarded yourself by spending your gap year completely recreationally.

On the first week after graduation, you were perusing the YouTube homepage when a video by the “Sturniolo Triplets” appeared in the catalogue of video options.

Curious, you clicked it and to your surprise, you were laughing. It wasn’t often that a piece of media made you laugh whether it was a movie, show, or YouTube video— but the triplets brought you both comfort and amusement.In a matter of a month, you went from a casual viewer to a full blown fan. You set alarms at 5:30 on Wednesdays and Fridays, followed them on all their socials, and actually bought merch which was another first for you.

You spent nearly all of what was left of 2021 and entered 2022 immersed in the Sturniolo fandom, other hobbies of yours taking a secondary position. Looking back from where you are now, 17 year old you was a little embarrassing but happy nonetheless.

Your unchecked free time a came to a close when September arrived sooner than expected and responsibilities bombarded their way back into your life. First it was college enrolment, then a job, volunteering, and tutoring for extra money on the side, you couldn’t recall the last time you hung out with a friend, let alone sat down and watched an entire YouTube video.

By the time you reached midterms, the merch began to collect dust in the furthest parts of your closet and your YouTube account was forgotten. Even when you finally learned how to manage your time, you chose to spend the moments you had with nothing on your to-do list by reconnecting with the people in your real life that missed you.

During the summer of 2024, you were spending your well earned vacation at your family home when a few cousins decided to sleep over for the weekend. You were close with all of your family no matter how distant so of course you were excited to reunite with a few of your younger relatives, your favourite in particular was your 14 year old cousin, Andie.

After the usual “how’s school?” conversations with your Aunts, you took Andie up to your room to catch up on life.

The best thing about having younger cousins was knowing that you were somebody they looked up to, at a time in your life when all you did was compare yourself to your better accomplished peers, it felt nice to hang out with someone who thought you were the coolest person ever.

It took no longer than 5 minutes before you were gossiping as if you you were also 14 years old, you brought out your big girl nail polish and did her nails as you both talked about any and everything.

Eventually she made a comment that peaked your interest.

“and me and my friend were sending edits of these YouTubers we like and she said she wanted to start editing and I was like ‘do it’ but she was like ‘no what if I’m bad’ and I kept trying to tell her to just try” she rambled. “You guys are so cute, you’re a really good friend,kid.” you complimented before looking up at her with a smile slowly creeping on your face.

“What” she asked, extending the ‘a’, “So can I see the edits?” you teased.

“Oh my god no” she laughed, cheeks beginning to blush out of embarrassment.

“No please come on, no judgment I swear” you pried, wanting to know more about what your favourite little cousin likes to do for fun.

She paused for a moment before speaking again, “Have you heard of the Sturniolo triplets?” she said so quietly you were lucky that you even heard her.

“Uh of course I have? I watched them like everyday a few years ago” you admitted to make her feel more comfortable to share.

“Don’t lie” she joked, “Andie I’m being so serious, I think I still have their merch somewhere in the deepest darkest parts of my closet.”.

With a shocked look on her face she exclaimed “Merch? Can I please have it if you aren’t wearing it? Please I’ll do anything, when was it from?” she began her tangent.

You spent the rest of the night bonding, sharing your favourite videos as she caught you up to speed on what the triplets have been up to since you stopped watching them.



Now, it’s a year later, April 2025— two months since the triplets announced their 3rd tour.

You didn’t understand why they toured to begin with but since your cousin didn’t get the chance to go to the first two, and nobody else she knew was willing to take her to the newest one, she was texting your phone day after day, begging you to take her.

It’s not that you don’t want to take her, it’s that even after Andie shared her interest with you, you still feel like you’ve outgrown them a bit.

That mixed with knowing that there is a guaranteed chance that not one soul over the age of 16 will be in that venue, is enough to tell her to kick rocks regardless of how much you love her.

As you walk back to your dorm, you receive a text. Looking down at your phone it reads.

“Y/n plz just drive me. my friend saved up her allowance and bought us both tickets we justttttt need somebody to drive us there and home pleaseeeeeee”.

You look down at your phone and smile to yourself, this was an idea you can get behind, you didn’t have to go inside and deal with everything that come with that nor did you need to feel embarrassed being the only adult there.

“Done” you sent the message swiftly before resuming your podcast and walking the rest of the way back to your dorm.

The show was in a week and you were feeling nothing in particular, the only thoughts you had were how happy you were that your mini-me got to have a good time and you paid zero dollars.

Between studying, working and a few nights of drinking here and there, the show day was here before you knew it.

Looking into your closet, an almost laughable thought crossed your mind, back during your Sturniolo phase, you would’ve put on your best outfit if you had the chance to go to one of their tours— mostly for Matt if you were being honest. In your year of loving the triplets, they all made you laugh but Matt’s humour was effortless, combine that with his charm and the fact that, to you, he was the most attractive triplet, it was safe to say Matt was your favourite for more than a few reasons.

So when picking out the outfit you’d be wearing to sit in your car for two and a half hours, you figured it would be stupid to wear a semi-sexy cute outfit, so that’s exactly what you did.

Trying not to do too much as your little cousin is who your really there for, you wore oversized dark wash jeans low on your waist, shoelace as a belt, boxer briefs peeking out for fashion purposes of course, and a tight white cropped tank with the hem sitting right below your rib cage, short enough for your belly ring to shimmer when the light hits it.

Finally throwing on timberland regardless of the season, you make your way down to your care before navigating towards Andie’s house.

The drive from her house to the venue, located downtown in your city, the drive was over half an hour. Music and lighthearted conversation with the two now fifteen year olds, made you feel like a young teenager again, a feeling you didn’t mind every once in a while.

The girls had gone in two hours ago, you’re playlist was getting boring, and your ass was numb, so your best solution was to drive to the nearest food joint and grab something to eat before returning to your parking spot.

You had only been gone for 15 minutes but as you pulled into the driveway of the venue, you seen flashing blue and red lights following the siren sounds of an ambulance.

You park and step out of your vehicle to get a better view of what was going on, standing on your tip-toes, you catch a glimpse of your cousin and her friends standing, visibly in good health, by the ambulance talking to someone positioned behind the large vehicle at a spot where you couldn’t see. You run towards the girls.

“What’s going on? Are you safe? Im so sorry I went to get a bite to eat, I thought the show ended in twenty minutes” you’re frantically examining Andie’s body for any injuries, your judgment clouded by the unknowing of the situation.

“We’re fine” her friend snaps, looking ahead embarrassed, you turn your head with her to see who it was the girls were speaking to and you nearly flinch at the sight.

All three triplets were in front of you awkwardly, before you could ask any questions, Nick fills you in.

“These girls called out for help when somebody in the crowd fainted, we’re just thanking them, they’re really sweet girls” Nick states.

You look between the triplets and back up at the young girls “but you guys are okay right?” you ask once more, in the corner of your eye you see Matt exchanging looks between one of his brothers raising his hand over his chest, communicating how cute he found the interaction.

The small gesture stood out to you, it brought back memories of watching Matt and relating to his soft and tenderness, part of the reason you found him so cute way back when.

You and up straight and thank the triplets for staying close to the people you were supposed to be responsible for, but as you are about to lead your walking stresses towards the car, Andie calls out “Wait, we had merch we wanted you to sign” as she waves down the triplets.

Matt was the first to turn around and begin walking back, only then did Chris and Nick notice the change in course.

“Wait here!” she exclaims as she grabs her friends hand and skips towards the car, you and the triplets slowly make your way to join the girls while engaging in some small talk.

“So I’m guessing the shows over?” you ask the obvious in a shy attempt at a joke.

“Yeah, we closed it off really fast before everyone started to leave” Chris explains, taking the lead in the conversation.

You nodded, silently accepting that the conversation wasn’t going to be very fruitful. The four of you were now a standing a few feet from the car, watching the two girls rummage through the trunk looking for the two hoodies they wanted signed.

You were standing a step or two ahead of the boys when the girls turned around, panicked, “We can’t find the hoodies we brought” Andie cries, you can hear a lump forming in her throat.

“I told you guys to bring them before you left, are you sure you had them with you when you walked to the car” you ask, trying to de-escalate the situation.

Nick butts in your conversation after noticing that both girls looked like they’re about to cry “It’s okay, if you guys didn’t bring them, you can swing by the hotel and we’ll sign it then, we leave at like 8 tomorrow morning” you turn around, slowly blinking and smiling at Nick in gratitude.

The girls thank the triplets, you all say a polite goodbye and head back home.

When you dropped the girls off, your aunt was very clear that they were in for the night and it was way too late for them to tag along so you took it upon yourself to drive back on your own to get the hoodies signed.

The long drive right back in the direction finally concluded and you were stood inside the triplets hotel lobby, when exchanging information, Matt was the first to offer up his number for you to text when you found your way to the location.

“I’m here” you message, expecting one or all of them to run down to sign the articles of clothing and quickly depart, “2205” he replied within less than ten seconds of your message being sent.

From the perspective of someone who only knew the triplets personalities from 20 minute weekly videos in a car, it seemed out of character for Matt to invite a stranger up to their room but your mind didn’t falter from the goal of getting the hoodies signed, walking into the elevator your finger hits the 22nd button, the ascent upwards feeling slower than it was.

A large part of you was excited to privately meet the YouTubers that an older version of yourself would have killed to even exchange eye contact with, you arrived at the door and knocked.

It took longer for the door to open than it did for your text to be answered but as the wooden barrier creaked open, Matt was standing in front of you with a warm smile, the view of his entire room visible from just glancing over his shoulder— you notice that nobody else is in the room with him.

“Hi” you chirp, breaking the thick silence surrounding the both of you.

You look down at your arm wrapped in medium sized pink and leopard print hoodies for a moment before you resume eye contact, feeling slightly awkward at your lack of knowing what to do.

“Uhh” he drags, “My brothers are in their own rooms” he turns his upper body and head around to look back at his room.

“You can just wait here while I get them to sign these and then I’ll come back and give them to you” he suggested as more of a statement than an offer.

“Sounds good” you keep the verbal interaction short and sweet, paranoid that you’d embarrass yourself if you spoke for too long.

He steps aside to let you walk in before walking out, your legs moving on autopilot, you find yourself sat on the corner of the bed that had yet to be used, the corners still neatly tucked and sealed away.

Looking at the sofa, a charger and half drank bottle of apple juice displayed on the arm rest, it didn’t take a genious to gather that Matt had only just checked in, you started to feel like a burden but reassured yourself that you weren’t putting them through that much trouble.

Matt returns with the hoodies now folded in a pile he held in his arms, you stand up immediately but instead of handing you the clothes, he places them on a nearby dresser.

“Today was definitely on of the more eventful shows of our career” he smiles, eyes looking directly into yours.

This wasn’t the shy, anxious, and reserved Matt you remember every time you think back to your time as a fan.

“I know, I bet you’re tired, I’m so sorry again, for keeping you up just to sign the hoodies” everything you said seemed like you didn’t want to keep talking but in reality, you were unnerved by the proximity to a guy you stopped watching but never stopped finding attractive.

“Honestly I can’t sleep, my brothers though” he pauses to let out an airy chuckle before starting again “they’re out like lights, I had to wake them up to sign it” you’re about to apologize again before he stops you mid-thought.

“It’s not your fault at all, this kinda made my day a little better” his eyes never left yours.

“I don’t think I’m following” you state with a lighthearted tone, your best attempt at seeming less nervous and more friendly.

“Seeing the way you talked to your little cousin made my day. I know how it feels to be panicked and anxious and you handled it well” .

You smile at his compliment, “glad I could help make your day” you reply.

Matt didn’t waste a second before starting another sentence, not wanting the conversation to conclude, this was the most effort Matt has ever put into talking to a stranger but he realized almost immediately after meeting you that he needed you in ways he couldn’t say straight up.

He suggested you stay for a bit, there wasn’t much for him to do and he’d been having insomnia most of the tour up to this point.

You didn’t hesitate to accept the offer and two hours later, you had no intentions of leaving yet. Matt sat on the edge of the bed while you sat on the sofa facing him.

“Your cousin was telling us how you used to be a fan” he emphasizes the ‘used to’.

“I definitely was, but life gets in the way of stuff and I didn’t have the time, nothing personal” you finish your sentence but your mouth stays open, implying you have more to say, you do.

“You were my favourite y’know” you finally get out, now looking at the floor.

“Yeah?” Matt waits for you to confirm before making any further comments, his eyes glued to your face while you averted your gaze.

Once you look back up and nod he speaks once more, “What about me” he now has a cocky smile plastered on his face.

“Hmm, looking back, I couldn’t tell ya” you joke before back tracking “No, but I don’t know. It was probably how gentle you seemed, I felt the most comforted by you” .

He looks at you with an expression you can’t make sense of, no signal of intending to speak, you add onto your last sentence “Plus you’re the hottest” you had no idea what washed over you but in that moment, you felt like anything was better than silence.

“Stand up for a sec” he says bluntly, possibly looking like an idiot, you abide by what he says.

He jerks his chin to signal for you to walk towards him, once more, you listen and walk up to where you’re standing between his spread legs as he’s sat on the corner of the mattress.

“I can be gentle, I don’t always have to be” he says in a near whisper.

Rather than responding with your words, you understood what was being insinuated, so you lifted your arms from your side to rest your forearms over his shoulders, letting your hands rake his back.

His body responds to your touch, hairs on the back of his neck now upright, he let it a slow but heavy inhale while his eyes danced up and down your body.

“Can I touch you” he says in a whisper, wetting his bottom lip with his tongue before his eyes found their way back up to yours.

Just as he looked at you, you’re gaze now exploring the new perspective, his lower lip glistened in the dim lighting, the stubble sculpting his cheekbones and jawline, his hands gripping the edge of the bed as if he was fighting every joint , muscle, and artery, to not grab hold of you and do with you what he wanted.

Your eyes trailed from his long fingers to the prominent veins lacing the back of his hands, finally looking back into his stare that never broke free from yours, from where you were standing, his once blue eyes looked black from the dilation in his pupils.

“Mhm” you finally mumble, you too, now in need of him.

His hands slid off the bed and find the sides of your knees, slowly winding and sliding up your legs, wrists rotating so his fingers teeter between the outer and inner parts of your thighs.

Once his palms reach the top of your hips and his slender fingers are brushing against your waist, his thumbs move the fabric of your shirt up to your bra, as he begins placing kisses where your top stops and your skin starts.

The kisses were slow pecks at first, but as his mouth moves lower, he lets his tongue escape his mouth more and more with every kiss.

Once he reaches the waist band of your underwear peaking out from your jeans, he looks into your eyes while unbuttoning your pants, the sight floods your mind and pussy.

Your hands retreat from his back to squeeze his shoulders in a massage motion as you throw your head back, Matt pulls down your jeans to which you respond with stepping out of them and kicking them to an unknown and unregarded corner, Matt let’s out a chuckle before getting back to business.

He stands, hands gripping your hips harder to steer you to lay on his bed, with your legs draping off the side and him standing where you just were.

Your back arches, his hold on your hips travels to your abdomen to push you back down on the bed. Matt lowered himself onto his knees in front of you, head leaning over your lower half, he takes hold of the band of your underwear with his teeth and starts to drag them down with his bite.

“Matt” you breathlessly plead, you back curving as you strain your neck to look above your head while you lie there, you were scared if you looked down at Matt and watched what he was doing, you’d cum before either of you got the chance to get to what you were there for.

He stops mid-pull for a few seconds, now, you have to look down, you see him smiling with your underwear between his teeth, just about to come over your clit and finally reveal your juice filled clit.

Once he knew you were looking again, he pulls them down all the way, jaw falling slack at the sight of your wet cunt reflecting the glow from the lighting around.

Matt didn’t want a second wasted, he placed one solid kiss over your clit before lifting his neck to get one last look, then letting your pussy connect with his mouth.

His tongue and lips focused in on your clit, alternating between circling your pulsating pearl with his tongue, and sucking you with both his tongue and lips, now closer to red that before from the blood rushing to them as he used them to make your world spin.

You didn’t try to hold back the sounds of satisfaction, every time you moaned louder than the rest, you could feel him grin against your pussy for a moment before he resumed.

One of his hands left your hips to circle your entrance, the other finding your ass, squeezing it like it’s the only thing keeping him grounded, his tongue found a way to lick every inch of your heat before two of his fingers slowly slid into your pulsing hole. The pace in which they fuck you, picks up the louder your moans get.

The hand that was placed on your hip, releases its grip and slithers down the bed and you hear the sound of his belt unbuckle.

You can hear Matt begin moaning with you, you look down to see him touching himself with the now free hand while the other remained dedicated to pleasuring you.

You feel your orgasm bubbling up, bucking your hips up to get as much pleasure from his mouth and hands as possible, noticing this, Matt’s tongue laps your clit faster until your climax boiled over.

He doesn’t stop even after you cum, continuing his motions as you squirm under his mouth, eventually he unlatches from your pussy with a ‘pop’ sound.

Matt stands up and leans over to his side table to pull out a condom and hands it to you to let you slide it over his cock. After it’s on, you crawl to the centre of the bed but Matt stops you.

“No sweetheart, stand up” he asserts.

Standing up off the bed, he gently but firmly takes you by the arm in front of the floor to ceiling window, turning you by your shoulders so you’re standing there watching over the bright city lights, from behind, Matt speaks into your ear. “You can take your top off now ”.

You did just as he said, tossing your shirt to the side and looking over your shoulder, you feel Matt’s fully erect dick graze your back.

He pulls your lowered half back as he slides his dick in your slippery cunt, his other hand pushes your tits against the glass. He started off slowly, but the sounds of your sopping wet core, was too much for him to keep the ‘gentle guy’ act.

His arm reached around your waist, bear hugging our front as his hand held on your ribs, his other arm reaching over his head joining your tits in being pressed onto the plexiglass. The more you moaned the harder he went, jabbing your cervix, blurring the line between pleasure and pain.

Your moans went from loud to near screaming when his hand travelled from your ribs down to your swollen and pulsing clit, you let out a scream and he whispers “tell me how it feels”.

You try to formulate a comprehensible sentence but have to pause between thrusts “s-so good, too g-good Matt”, he trails kisses along you shoulder as his fingers work magic over your sensitive clit.

“I can’t h-hold it Matt” you manage to get out. He takes more than a second or two to respond, through choppy breathing he tells you to cum for him, the both of you hitting intense climaxes, grunts and moans bouncing off the thin walls.

You both stand there for a few moments before he pulls out of you, you remove your forehead off of the now fogged up mirror, drippings from the condensation of your breaths. You turn around expecting him to do the same, but instead he stays facing you, grabbing your jaw and tonguing you, only letting you go after he’s satisfied.

The night ended not long after that, your body being just what he needed to fix his insomnia.

Matt came out of the washroom to see you putting your shoes on and grabbing your pile of signed merchandise.

“Don’t lose my number pretty, I think I’ll be visiting this city a lot after tour, I like the people and stuff y’know” he says to the back of your head while you walk towards the door.

As you place one step out of the door, you turn around to look at his face “Wasn’t planning on it”

You swiftly close to door, wanting to get the last word. As you sit back in your car, you pull out your phone and watch their most recent YouTube video in the silence of the empty vehicle.

An hour later you were laid back in your bed, feeling a bit of insomnia, you figured it was only right to touch yourself to the memory of the last few hours.

Authors note: so I tried to do less chunky paragraphs and break it up more, here’s a little smth for valentines from me to you ;)

[playstation-dreamcast]

Hey so I'm going to make this as absolutely non-judgmental as possible, but I've been seeing a lot of people complaining about certain content in the tags again. I see more of those posts than I do the content people are talking about.

And look man, you absolutely DO NOT have to be okay or comfortable with seeing that kind of content. It's natural for it to make you feel kinda icky, especially of you have some trauma related to it. I get it.

But trying to censor the internet is a sysaphian task that you are not up to. You're only going to end up making yourself feel more bitter and angry and you're going to have a hard time enjoying the media you love because of it. You need to learn how to curate your own online experience.

So this is how you do it.

STEP ONE: BLOCK THE TAG:

Oh no! You've seen something and you didn't like it! That sucks! What do you do now?

1. Go to your tumblr homepage (this is for mobile btw but I can make one for desktop if wanted)

And click on the little gear icon (this is my main Blog btw)

2. Go to your account settings

Helpfully highlighted for you here.

3. Go to "Content You See"

You can manage a lof of your online experience under this tab btw

4. Go "Filtered Tags" and type in the tag you want to filter

AND VOILA!!! You won't be seeing anything tagged with that anymore!!!

"BUT AIDEN WAIT" I hear you cry, "WHAT ABOUT PEOPLE WHO DONT PROPERLY TAG THEIR CONTENT?!"

That is a major problem and those people suck!! So what do we do when we come across them??

STEP TWO: BLOCK THE USER

You fucking block them. It's not rude, it's not "losing" its just protecting you piece. Here's how

1. Click on the tumblr users name. Here's a rando I found on my dash

This will take you to their page.

2. Click the little person icon

You know the one!

3. Hit the block button.

It's right there. So pretty, so beautiful. Block button my beloved, I use her liberally.

Note: DO NOT HARRASS PEOPLE. DO NOT ANNOUNCE YOUR DEPARTURE, THIS IS TUMBLR NOT A FUCKIN AIRPLANE.

Harassing people because you don't like their content isn't going to make them stop posting it. Most times it makes them double down. All your doing is getting yourself worked up over nothing. It's hateful.

Just block them and move on with your day. You're going to feel so much better. You don't need to say your final piece, or attack someone about it. It just makes you look bad. Again, trying to censor the internet will get you no where and only hurt yourself more. Just block the tag, block the user, and enjoy the work that you actually like to see in this world. Please.

And if anyone comes into my inbox or at me on this post with any sort of hatefulness, I'll just assume you live a sad pathetic life and block you ✨️✨️ and then I'll go hang out with my chill ass moots and read my fluffy fan fic 💜💜

[shakingparadigm]

For the ask game: Hyuna!!🔥

HI TOON THANK YOU!!

favorite thing about them:

Man, what's not to like... she's just a fantastic character all around, probably the most likeable character in my personal opinion! I love her perserverance and her incredibly strong sense of self. Her character design is also just so incredible, probably the most unique and distinct character in the cast (shades?? almost 6ft?? abs??? a prosthetic leg???)

She's just so badass.... save me noona......

least favorite thing about them:

I don't really have anything that I dislike about Hyuna honestly. Maybe a cause of concern would be her habits of drinking and smoking but hey she's grown and reclaiming her freedom so really she can do whatever she wants with her life!

favorite line:

This might be a weird one but "A bird is set free​" from All-In has always stood out to me. It carries a certain feeling and just perfectly encapsulates Hyuna. The shot that's presented during this line is one of my favorite Hyuna frames too.

(Honorable Mention: "c-cheers!" man I love Hyuna.)

brOTP:

MIZI AND TILL!!! I love the idea of Till acting as an adopted little brother to Hyuna (is this a Hyunwoo coping mechanism? Who knows). Of course her fellow rebels Dewey and Isaac as well! I also think Hyuna and Ivan would get along (suprisingly enough). She'd have a hard time figuring him out at first, but eventually they'd warm up to each other and probably be gym buddies or something.

OTP:

Hyuluka is the given of course since they're paired together.... while I don't have any particularly strong feelings about it in a romantic sense I find their relationship incredibly interesting to analyze and think about. Hyuluka and Ivantill are really in the same boat of obssessive perfect guy x rebel who does not like them back 😭

A ship that I genuinely do find adorable (and super underrated) is offrec/actor Hyuluka!! Offrec Luka seems much more chill and down-to-earth but also kinda jaded because he had to go through the whole idol thing which he hated. Offrec Hyuna is bright, innocent and the youngest of the cast which I find really cute.... there's this one offrec fancomic I like where Luka gets flustered because Hyuna approached him and then immediately deflating when he finds out she just wanted an autograph 😭 cute

nOTP:

Honestly haven't seen many other Hyuna ships besides Hyuluka.

random headcanon:

Hyuna has accidentally seriously fucked people over with her voice mimicry talent. At one point she was begged to stop doing it because she kept freaking people out.

unpopular opinion:

Okay, this one is a bit long and kind of less an opinion and more of a story, but I will admit that at first I really did not like All-In. LISTEN TO ME OKAY SAVE THE GUILLOTINE FOR LATER.

I fell off of Alien Stage after ROUND 5. I saw ROUND 1 and ROUND 2 and while I found them interesting, I didn't really think about them that much. ROUND 5 was the only one that caught my attention enough for me to come back to the video maybe 4 or 5 times after my first watch, even searching about Alien Stage on social media and stuff. Still, I wasn't too invested yet.

When I saw All-In freshly released on my Youtube page I was like "oh hey it's this thing again. there's a new one? okay" and out of curiosity I watched it.

I don't know what it was, but something about All-In just did not click with me at first 😭 I remember feeling as though it sounded kind of dissonant? Like something was a bit off with the instrumental, maybe it sounded a little low in volume or something. The rhythm of the song threw me off a little and I could not for the life of me explain why. This is purely personal by the way, I'm no professional music analyst or anything, it just seemed weird to me personally at first.

But that's the thing. Because I found it so strangely off, I kept coming back to the video (it helped that the visuals were absolutely banging). Everytime it showed up on my homepage I would just sit there and watch it entranced like a zombie and I couldn't even explain why. At one point I woke up at 1AM, opened my phone, and watched All-In completely unmoving expressionless unblinking in the dark of my room, then shut the phone off and immediately knocked out again. Once again I cannot explain this. That video had me in an absolute chokehold no joke. Eventually I started to understand it more and it really grew on me, to the point where I played it in the shower on loop and then proceeded to start the rest of my days with the damn thing. I began to get curious about the deeper aspects of Alien Stage, took the plunge, and now we're here.

Anyways, that's the story of how my opinion on All-In went from "this sounds kinda off" to "this is the best thing to ever be created by human hands". All-In is now one of my most favorite ALNST songs and Hyuna absolutely killed it in her debut video. Sorry I couldn't understand the true extent of your genius back then queen, but at least I do now.

song i associate with them:

Eight by Sleeping At Last

When I see fragile things, helpless things, broken things,

I see the familiar

I was little, I was weak, I was perfect, too

Now I'm a broken mirror

But I can't let you see all that I have to lose

All I've lost in the fight to protect it

I can't let you in, I swore never again

I can't afford to let myself be blindsided

favorite picture of them:

It's come to my attention that Hyuna was being taken away by the guards. I didn't notice because she just looked so cool in this shot 😭

[carlyraejepsans]

i've always wondered, how is twitter toxic? i've always assumed it was a consequence from being a social media site but i've seen multiple people on tumblr say that it's more toxic there than it is here. is it just because of the muskrat?

extremely pvp style of posting. the whole concept of quote retweets being accessible in a window under the post even after you turned off replies is so... nasty. character limit so you have to cut down on niceties and nuances in order to even say anything, which is a breeding ground for misunderstanding and aggressiveness. extremely tone deaf. the filter settings are crap and only work in your homepage if you set it to chronological order, which doesn't work 90% of the time. i had to manually delete all the "topics twitter thought might interest me", one by one every day, so I wouldn't get thousands of random posts on my dash. tumblr users talk a lot of fuss about "being allowed to threaten people without being suspended" but this site had the social justice/mental health focused userbase that popularized "suicide jokes actually make your suicidal tendencies worse. you need to cut them out of your vocabulary" so outside of anon it's... kind of a heavy thing to say. on twitter you might get banned, but they will tell random ppl to kill themselves over nothing. the discourse addled 15 year olds who didn't grow and turned into discourse addled adult cunts moved onto twitter. and tumblr is kinda dead so now the new generation of discourse addled 15 year olds started up over there too. it's bad and i hate it. and I'm so glad I'm gone! godspeed everyone else

[indiesellersguild]

I would like to know how to join this guild and if you're accepting new members. I'm a Disabled quilter, a painter when I have paint, and my art page is @creations-by-chaosfay.

We're always accepting new members! I'll have to create a new pinned post later to make joining from Tumblr a bit easier. My apologies.

We recently moved to a new website for joining and verifying membership. Just set up an account, and you should find further instruction once you're in.

Once you introduce yourself, you can also treat the site like ISG specific social media - post, follow people, boost, etc.

And, fun fact: I wrote this out before opening the site as a new user to make sure I remembered how the new system works, and when I did I saw that you already figured it out. 😅 I'll still post this and make a new post to pin later for future reference.

We're happy to have you!

[justalittleb-witchy]

Thoughts on Collective Readings, and how to tell if it was "meant for you".

Social Media Algorithms

Not every tarot reading you will see is inherently meant for you-- even if they say something like "no hashtags, if this is meant to find you it will find you". Social media algorithms show you what they think you might be interested in-- and that's effected by what you are currently going though in life.

Think of how insanely targeted ads can get-- even if sometimes they are wrong. Think of how specific some platforms "for you", "explore", "home", etc. homepages can get. With this in mind-- was that reading really cosmically destined to find you, or are social media algorithms just doing what they do best--predicting what you might want to see, and predicting what you might want to interact with?

This is why certain kinds of readings-- usually with very positive or very negative interpretations, rarely with neutral interpretations-- blow up so quickly. It's why career, betrayal, and love readings get so popular/spread so far. It's why "like to claim"-esque readings get so popular-- they interact with the algorithm in a way that says "hey, this content is popular, push it as far as it will go. The people who see this content make the effort to interact with it, which must mean it is good and will keep people engaged".

Now that that's covered, how can you tell if a reading is really

meant for you?

Well, you might not like the answer. The best answer is discernment/intuition. The inherent knowledge, the deep feeling, "yes, this is meant for me."

But if you are a newer witch, or someone who doesn't have strong intuition, this answer is absolutely unhelpful. Generally, people who rely on collective readings probably don't have the ability to read for themselves. Or they don't have confidence in their own abilities.

So, if that's the case, what can you do?

Some short term solutions are:

Look for key words and phrases

Look for signs and symbols that are specific to you. Sometimes, some people who do collective readings will include a list of hyper-specific things like "Yellow rainboots after recent rainfall" or "Ripe plums from an orchard"-- this is fairly rare though, and for a good reason. It's difficult and rare to be gifted enough to be able to pull out specific images like that. Usually, people will use much more general "signs" like angel numbers or zodiac signs-- which, personally I am skeptical of, because it is general enough to apply to most of the population... especially when a reader lists over half the zodiac as being who the reading is "meant for".

Basically, the more general the sign is, the more skeptical of it I would be-- unless it is something very near and dear to you. Something general like "111" is something common to see in passing-- but if it is somehow deeply important to you, like you've seen that number during every important life event-- then yeah, maybe it is a sign.

As for key phrases, maybe the reading is a normal, general reading. Nothing remarkable-- and then, the reader says a specific phrase. Something that you've been seeing/hearing everywhere, including under odd circumstances. Maybe you saw it on a billboard, heard in on a radio, had a family member say it, etc.-- the phrase has basically been haunting you. And then here this general reading is-- repeating the same concept. Maybe it is a sign.

Don't be afraid to ask for clarification

If you feel like something might have been meant for you, and you would like to know more, you have options.

Perform a reading for yourself

Hire someone to do a reading specifically for you

If you worship deities, pray to them and ask for clarification (same concept can also apply to ancestors, spirits you work with, "the universe" as a concept, etc.)

Set the intention that if this is a sign FOR YOU, you will see it again. (But keep in mind how social media algorithms work-- you'll probably see similar concepts in the future. Look for repeated messages outside of social media platforms, as much as you might keep a skeptical eye out for similar readings on the same platform)

Keep an eye on the details

Do the details closely match your life? Does it line up with a likely occurrence? Can you rule out the possibility that it's just "what you want to hear"?

Ex) (almost) everyone wants to hear that they'll suddenly and effortlessly come into abundance. It's very easy to convince yourself that this good thing-- or misfortune-- is meant for you because it is either something you want to happen or something that you dread happening.

Another great example are the "You'll leave a terrible job for better opportunities"-- How many hundreds upon thousands of people leave their job every day? If you weren't already actively planning & working towards leaving your job... its just wishful thinking. That reading was probably not meant for you.

Long Term Solutions

Work towards developing your intuition and your own method of divination. Remember: There are way more divinatory tools and practices out there than just tarot cards (or other common methods). Don't feel like you have to take the common path if it is not something that resonates with you. Some readers offer readings specific to what forms of divination you might excel at-- that's one place to start (but is entirely unnecessary. You can find that information for yourself, so don't feel like you need to do this. This is just one of many options.)

As for the folks who can read for themselves, but lack confidence-- find a way to build that confidence up. Something that works for some people is doing daily/weekly/monthly readings. Maybe you could do readings for your friends. Or specifically practice with your deities/ancestors/spirit guides/etc. Hell, you can even ask them directly to help you build your confidence in this matter. Maybe they'll send you signs more often, or something similar, so that you can practice.

"Take What Resonates, Leave What Doesn't."

You'll hear this phrase semi-often when it comes to collective readings. The core concept of it is, "not everything that finds you is meant for you, and sometimes only part of the reading is meant for you." This is often where intuition comes into play, but you can also just think it through.

I am a stupidly easy example of this. I enjoy watching/reading collective readings from time to time. Sometimes part of the reading will resonate, but then it will go into ye old "A new romantic relationship is on the horizon" territory. And here is the thing... I am extremely aromantic. A "romantic relationship" for me is as likely as growing wings-- I am sure it'd be nice, but it's not going to happen. So, if anything comes across your feed with that level of "yeah, no" that part of the reading would logically not be for you. "Take what resonates, leave what doesn't."

Your intuition-- or signs, symbols, etc.-- may lead you to listen to part of a reading. Doesn't mean that the whole thing has to be for you, and does not mean that you need to act on it. As always, you have free will. You can do what you wish, and it's not some rando's job to dictate how you live your life. Be sensible, and be sane, and don't quit a stable job because some random reader says you'll win the lottery tomorrow.

[lozthusk]

New On Tumblr: Start Here!

This is a guide I promised to make for people who are new here with a few quicklinks and how to get yourself set up for the first time. (If anyone has suggestions to improve this post please lmk!)

If you have questions just ask!

Setting Up Your Settings:

This is going to be the first thing you set up, privacy settings and all that jazz. We're going to be going through them one by one.

Account:

Enable 2FA (You should be doing this with any social media site you have)

Filter by Tags: Hides tags you don't want to see. This may be like triggers, squicks, etc. This is common courtesy on tumblr!

Filter by post content: This is similar to filter by tags but it actually filters by the words in the post!

Content Labels: This is a CONTENT WARNING, you can set it to hide the post when it pops up or outright remove them entirely. The sexual content label does NOT mean porn is allowed on tumblr. ALSO there is a setting to "hide" this content. This is required for the IOS version of tiktok and you cannot change it on there. You must change it on the web version in order to get content with these tags to appear.

Dashboard:

This is your homepage! When you log into tumblr your dashboard will be the first thing you see.

I highly suggest enabling timestamps and shortening long posts. Especially shortening long posts. If you don't want endless scrolling turn it off and it'll show only a few posts before giving a next page link. (This is good for not losing your place).

Color Palettes: Color your Dashboard! EXTREME EYESTRAIN WARNING ON THE PRIDE THEME.

Preferences:

Turn off these settings to get chronological posts (posts in order of when they were posted):

Best Stuff First

Posts liked by blogs you follow

Based on your likes

Tags you follow

Notifications: There are separate notif settings for each of your blogs. Turn off tumblr news and Conversational notifications.

Privacy:

Turn OFF "improved search" and turn ON "do not sell my personal information". This is opting out of AI training!!!!

Blogs:

These are blog settings for each of your blogs. Tumblr comes with the handy feature to make multiple blogs so many people have several sideblogs!

The one with the star is your main blog. If you delete this one it will delete your ENTIRE TUMBLR ACCOUNT so be careful!

Custom themes allow you to customize your tumblr. A few links to resources to find f2u page codes is included in this post.

I'm skipping a few settings here because they all have in depth descriptions and you can choose them as you please. But I'm going to offer an explanation on the last four.

Hide from people without an account:

This is automatically enabled with all new users (as of 2022) . While this enabled you CANNOT use a custom theme. It disables your regular blog url (i.e lozthusk.tumblr.com) and only allows access via the dashboard (the tumblr.com/your username url) to people who are logged in.

Discourage external searching:

This doesn't completely hide your blog from search engines but it essentially tries to as best as it can.

Exclude from Tumblr search and recommendations:

This removes your post from the tumblr search and blog recommendations. Turning this on makes it harder to find your blog!

Prevent third-party sharing:

TURN THIS ON. This prevents AI datascraping!!!

Finding Who To Follow:

Tumblr doesn't have algorithms. You have to curate the content you see.

Follow Tags

This is good for discovering people in the general sphere of your interest.

2. Find people you follow elsewhere

3. Follow your friends reblogs

Posting:

These are quicklinks at the top of your dashboard. Whatever one you pick will be at the TOP of the page. This is also what kind of post it will be shown as in your archive.

Since there is no algorithm on tumblr, the way you share stuff you like is by reblogging it. Liking is the equivalent of just bookmarking it for later.

The tags in your RB are the comment section! When you RB don't be afraid to share your thoughts there!

Customization:

49th Name

Pneuma-Themes

SheaThemes

RetrcMoon

Page dividers and blinkies are good for customizing your theme more! Many of people on tumblr provide f2u ones.

Page Dividers

Blinkies

If you use themes and icons made by others it is courtesy to reblog the original post you got it from.

Anyway HAVE FUN BYE.

[epalryan]

Essential Steps to Get Your Own Linktre For Gamer

On the active social platform E-Pal, the term "My Playlink" must be quite familiar to everyone. But have you ever wondered why so many users are keen on using Playlink links? What exactly is Playlink? And what are its unique features and uses? This article will analyze all aspects of Playlink in depth to help you decide whether to use this tool and also provide you with valuable suggestions on effectively using it for game social media marketing.

1. What is Playlink?

Playlink is a powerful tool designed specifically for gamers. It can generate personalized and unique links, just like a convenient menu page. Players can carefully select and display a series of links on this page. Nowadays, Playlink can often be seen in the profile descriptions of various social media platforms such as Instagram, LinkedIn, Facebook, TikTok, etc. When users click on this link, they can access homepages, online stores, other accounts and a wealth of other content.

With the continuous expansion of its user base, Playlink has become an important part of the social media profiles of gamers. Whether it's ordinary gamers or well-known professional e-sports stars, Playlink may appear in their Instagram bios. If you want to guide others to visit your merchandise store, business website, e-commerce page (such as Amazon or CSC), podcast or other social media platforms, Playlink is undoubtedly an excellent choice.

2. How Does Playlink Work?

First, visit E-Pal and sign up for an E-Pal account. This is the first step to start your Playlink journey, and the registration process is simple and convenient. Just fill in the relevant information according to the prompts.

Next, enter your profile page and click on the Playlink tab to start the creation process. At this point, you are about to create your own unique link page.

Then, carefully select and determine the links you want to share with your fans. Playlink will generate a mini-website based on your choices to display these links. You can integrate exciting game-related content, social media account links, etc. here.

Finally, copy the generated custom link and paste it wherever you want, whether it's in the profile of social media or in the messages shared with friends.

If you are still confused, don't worry. Later, we will explain the setup process in more detail.

3. Is Playlink Feasible for Marketing?

If you have a brand image on social media, especially if you are a gamer, content creator or e-commerce store owner, I highly recommend using Playlink as a digital marketing tool. It has the following outstanding features:

(1) Free and User-Friendly

In marketing activities, speed and convenience are of vital importance, and Playlink just meets these two points. The setup process is extremely easy, allowing you to quickly add all your links to a customizable and branded Playlink page. You can include all your social media links, and if you have merchandise or second-hand game-related items for sale, you can also display them on this page.

(2) Showcasing Your Gaming Life

Playlink is not only a social network hub for personal branding but also has unique functions. It can display your rank levels in different games, your gaming achievements and honors, as well as basic information about your gaming life, just like a gaming ID card.

4. Steps for Setting Up Playlink

Go to E-Pal and create a free account. This is the basic operation, just like laying the foundation for building a tall building.

Click on the Playlink tab on your profile page to start the setup process.

Add key information to your account bio so that your fans can have a preliminary understanding of you.

Add as many links as needed to enrich the page content.

Display game-related items or derivative products on Playlink to attract more attention.

Copy the Playlink URL and you can use it directly or share it on social media accounts to start your marketing journey.

5. Tips for Using Playlink Successfully

Regularly check and monitor your Playlink. Frequently review the page to ensure that there are no expired, irrelevant or broken links. Only in this way can you provide users with a good experience and maintain your brand image, allowing Playlink to continue to play a powerful role in your game social media marketing.

6. Perfect Example

AceyChuu | Twitch🌷@E-Pal

E-Pal: your kind teammates, connects high-caliber gamers worldwide, offering you supportive gaming companions anytime, anywhere, ensuring you'll never battle alone!

[vikenticomeshome]

Cyberworld QBorgs (part 1) - How We Got Here

Hey, I'm posting something that isn't Cyberchase-related. How novel. There may be some overlap between fans of Cyberchase and fans of this other thing, though.

So, from around 1999 to around 2003, there was a company called Cyberworld International Corporation. They wanted to created web-based multi-media experiences. The idea was that you could make websites and web media more interesting if you gave the user a 3d virtual world to wander around in. Let me transcribe the text from a 2003 Internet Archive capture of their homepage.

Richmedia on the Web has never been so easy.

Cyberworld's revolutionary approach to web development lets you produce 3D multimedia web environments in days rather than months.

Seamlessly integrate multimedia products into a 3D environment without modeling and significant programming. Create a lifelike and interactive online experience for you, your company or your customers.

Let Cyberworld dramatically reduce your time to market and cost of web production.

That's their mission statement.

The 3D worlds that they produced were known as QBORGs. They were playable via a proprietary browser known as the Cyberworld QBORG Browser. Surprisingly, as of 2024, this browser still works on Windows 11. Here's the regular version of the browser. This is the most recent version, 5.3. This is the one that will run most, if not all, of the games.

Quite possibly their most famous game was "Pokemon 2000 Adventure". This one used a custom version of the browser with tons of Pokemon branding.

For many years, these games were completely unavailable. Due to their strange file structure, many of them were not archived properly on the Wayback Machine. Additionally, setting them up on a webserver for the proprietary browser to access them was apparently pretty tricky.

The Flashpoint Archive project is a group that handles the preservation of web games. As the name suggests, their big thing is flash games. However, they have expanded over the years to cover plenty of obsolete web technologies. Here's a link to their project: https://flashpointarchive.org/

And here's a link to a page talking about the different web technologies that they cover, as well as technologies that they plan to cover: https://flashpointarchive.org/datahub/Platforms

In 2023, there were several breakthroughs in reviving the Cyberworld QBORG content within the Flashpoint Project. A former employee from Cyberworld International Corporation, Eddie Ruminski, came forward with CDs containing the missing assets for several games. Flashpoint Project members, including DoomTay and AL_2713, worked out how to setup the QBORG Browser inside Flashpoint.

The Flashpoint Project isn't yet at the point of making the games part of its official release, but that is planned to happen. In the meantime, it is possible to obtain the asset packs for the games and load them in the Flashpoint Project yourself. Here's a screenshot I took while playing the "Pokemon 2000 Adventure" game.

Now, this map is covered with 2D sprites of tree, which may make it a bit harder to see the 3D modeling. Here's a screenshot that I took in a different game, "Cyberworld Olympiad" that shows a 3D building in the background. It also shows a floating robot, who was there to ask trivia questions around the Olympics.

I never played with these growing up. I didn't hear about until many years later. I would have found these to be amazing at the time though. Remember that this was 1999-2003. It was still pretty early days for 3D-rendered games playable in your web browser.

I am planning to play through the available games and make some tumblr posts containing my thoughts on them. However, before I did that, I wanted to put together a post discussing what the games are, and crediting the people who helped bring them back roughly 20 years later.

I'm not sure how long it will be before The FlashPoint Project includes these games in an official release. That will be the point when running the games will be as simple as downloading the Flashpoint Infinity software, selecting the game from a list, and launching it.

As I've shown, the games can be played through the Flashpoint Infinity software, but there are additional steps required. I put together an Internet Archive Upload of the assets with some instructions on how to load them, if anyone is interested.

There were other games produced for Cyberworld QBorgs, but the assets for those games have not resurfaced in their entirety yet. I am also planning to make some tumblr posts going over the missing games and what we know about them. Here is the current list of Lost/Found QBorgs from the Lost Media Wiki.

[hellogirlslikegirlslikeboysdo]

And the lights are not fluorescent, and there are no words on the page. - Imitatio Essay

Author's Preface and Ch. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7

Description: My final portfolio for one of the creative writing courses I took based around exploring the creative nonfiction essay in its many literary forms, with any and all identifying names or signifiers censored out.

My dad has the feel of the texture of the angler, ugly little minimalist-style loveseat in the corner of our living room practically inside him at this point, and it's all my fault. But mostly his.

This certainly doesn’t come as a surprise, in my case. He’s the one who paid for my room and board, who always said to follow my dreams and gave me “Sure, that’s great!” the day I first shoved the fanfiction.net homepage in his face and said I wanted to make one too. He sounded confused as he said it, the way he does whenever I show him a particularly offbeat show, like he couldn’t follow my way from singing to dancing to acting to writing creative fiction in his head. But he knew he held my tiny hand along the cobblestone walkway, so he added an audible optimistic tilt to the corner of his voice and is always the one to sit across from me in that damn chair when my mother refuses to watch any “dumb cartoons”.

I don’t particularly know why I make him do this, but I know that the fact that I don’t gives me claim to ignorance, making it probably his fault as the only other party in this recurring scenario, and he always likes whatever I pick anyway, so there.

It’s usually been that way, since I started placing myself in charge of family movie night. First because I wanted the three of us to trap ourselves with approx. 2 hours of media we all enjoyed, and then it was in efforts of exposing my family to what I had deemed “quality art” (or, at the very least, art that wasn’t the same 3 crime and/or medical shows, low budget comedies where everyone involves only signed up for the project for a free vacation, or generic action thrillers) in hopes they would enjoy media as much as I did after growing some standards. Of course, my mother had a tendency to kick and scream her way to the couch for these viewings, but my heart was in the right place (or, at the very least, somewhere within the left hand corner).

But then I didn’t know. And I couldn’t explain myself as I tucked myself into the side of that couch, glazing back at my father to find his reaction. The captions on, to make sure he caught all the words. The “Are you paying attention?” and the pausing, the shushing and shushing back.

He’d playfully shove my head to the side, and I’d giggle, and finally he’d ask why I care about his impressions of a webtoon pilot I found off the backwaters of Youtube, and I could justify myself just fine, but I couldn’t answer him.

I figure, faintly, in the recess of my gaping mind, I could wave at the recent scientific discovery that my father would never understand me on the carnal level I hoped he would when I got old enough.

A myriad of reasons dangled behind my actions. Maybe I’d get to probe him for first impressions afterward (Just first—My dad wouldn’t sit through a rerun), not have to worry he won’t get the full picture of my 40-minute character analyzing info dumps, the hopes that he likes it. Really, I’d just wanted him to bear witness to it too, for my own sake. To see if it tugged at him enough to turn to my mother, carefully setting the coffee machine for tomorrow, and go “Hey, [REDACTED]. Come check out this thing [REDACTED] found.”.

I guess I suppose I think I figured that, as long as he was experiencing the same thing I was, he would figure it out then and there, he would call my mother over like that for my TV debut.

[dsumpsbluey]

Unofficial Bluey Timeline: An Introduction

For the past few weeks, I’ve been working on a super top-secret project with the thought of, “What if Bluey could be sorted onto a linear timeline? This would definitely solve all the world’s biggest questions”.  What benefits does sorting all 150+ episodes of Bluey do? Absolutely nothing, but it makes me feel better so I’m doing it. 

But first, a word...

This timeline is completely based from my observations of each episode, and while I am open to any outside opinions, most of what makes this timeline will be up to me. Because of this, the timeline isn’t meant to be taken by literal value. This timeline is simply made for fun and appreciation of the show. It’s up to you the viewer on whether or not you want to believe in my interpretation.

With that out the way, let’s discuss how this works. 

I watch an episode, note any details from either the setting or script, and use those details to determine where this episode would occur in the timeline. Posts will be made weekly every Friday at 12 pm. Each post will contain details for 4 or 5 episodes. At the end of every season, there will be a compiling post that firmly sets where every episode gets placed within the main timeline. And as extra fun, I’ll attempt to define what real-life timeframe these episodes would occur.

If there are any updates to the timeline, I will use indents like this to mark any new findings.

Within the main timeline, there are three separating periods. These periods are based on the ages of both Bluey and Bingo, with Period 1 being the start of the series where Bluey was established as 6, and Bingo as 4. As of the recent episode of this posting, "TV Shop”, both Bluey and Bingo have aged up by one year in the main show (7 and 5). That makes up Period 3, but we’re getting ahead of ourselves.

**The Rules:**

The episode order we’ll be following will be that of the original Australian airing order. Because of this, each episode reviewed will be that of the original Australian versions, meaning those lousy edits those darn people at Walt Disney Company tm©®, don’t count.

Episodes will by default be lined up on the timeline adjacent to one another (Ep 1 -> Ep 2 -> Ep 3). Unless there is substantial evidence within an episode that seems to suggest a different or locked position, episodes will be set as such. Given the generalized time setting for most episodes, they could technically happen at anytime, so to keep things simple we have this rule. If a scenario were to occur where an episode _could _take place after a future episode, I’ll likely place them after said episode. Why? Cuz unless specified, it doesn’t do much change; also it makes the timeline a tad more interesting.

Episodes will be placed based on their plots in the present. That means no flash backs/forwards will influence the timeline in any way.

The Bluey Timeline will strictly follow the events of the main show, which rules out content from other media, like books, music, and even shorts. The ONLY exception to this rule is the “Bluey’s Big Play”.

Every post for the Unofficial Bluey Timeline will be tagged with #Bluey_UTime to differentiate with any common posts/reblogs made here. Comments can be left either on posts or through the Ask on my homepage. See you Friday.

[beatverse1]

Submit Your Video on Gaana to Get Exposure: A Comprehensive Guide for Independent Artists

In today’s fast-paced digital world, independent musicians are seeking more ways to expand their reach and connect with listeners. Streaming platforms have revolutionized the music industry, making it easier for artists to showcase their work without the need for major labels. One such platform is Gaana, one of India’s largest music streaming services with a vast and engaged user base. Submitting your video on Gaana can help you gain the exposure you need to boost your music career. In this article, we’ll explore how submitting your video on Gaana can offer valuable exposure and how to make the most of the platform.

Why Gaana Is Important for Independent Artists

Gaana boasts a massive user base, with over 185 million monthly active users, making it one of the most widely used streaming services in India. For an independent artist, tapping into this pool of listeners offers incredible opportunities for growth. By submitting your video on Gaana, you gain access to a larger audience, increasing the chances of your music going viral.

In addition to being a major player in the Indian market, Gaana offers a variety of music genres and languages. This wide array of content ensures that your music will find an audience regardless of genre or region. Whether you create Hindi, English, Punjabi, or regional music, Gaana can help you target diverse listeners and grow your fanbase.

How to Submit Your Video on Gaana to Get Exposure

To submit your video on Gaana, you cannot upload content directly onto the platform as an independent artist. Instead, you need to use a third-party distributor. Deliver My Tune is one such platform that allows artists to distribute their music and videos across various streaming services, including Gaana. Below is a step-by-step guide on how to get your video on Gaana for maximum exposure.

Step 1: Register with a Distribution Service

The first step to submitting your video on Gaana is registering with a music distribution service. Deliver My Tune is an excellent choice as it offers a user-friendly platform for artists to upload their videos, track performance, and distribute content across various streaming platforms. After signing up with Deliver My Tune, you can easily upload your video and have it sent to Gaana.

Step 2: Upload Your Video and Metadata

Once registered, you can upload your video along with relevant metadata. Metadata refers to information such as the video title, description, genre, release date, and artist name. It is crucial to provide accurate and detailed metadata as this information helps Gaana’s algorithm categorize and recommend your video to the right audience.

In addition to basic information, you should also include keywords relevant to your music. For example, if your video is a Hindi pop song, using keywords like "Hindi music," "pop video," and "Indian music video" will help Gaana feature your content to the right listeners.

Step 3: Set Up a Promotion Plan

Simply uploading your video isn’t enough to ensure maximum exposure. To truly benefit from Gaana’s vast user base, you need to have a promotion strategy. Sharing your video on your social media accounts, creating teaser clips, and collaborating with influencers are all excellent ways to draw attention to your Gaana video.

Additionally, actively engaging with your audience on Gaana can significantly increase the reach of your video. Encourage your fans to comment, like, and share your video. When Gaana users engage with your content, the platform's algorithm is more likely to recommend your video to other listeners, amplifying your exposure.

Step 4: Leverage Gaana’s Playlists and Features

One of the key ways to get exposure on Gaana is by having your video featured in one of their curated playlists. Gaana regularly features trending music videos on its homepage and popular playlists. These playlists can significantly boost your visibility.

To increase your chances of being added to a playlist, ensure that your video aligns with popular trends on Gaana. If your video is a catchy pop song, it has the potential to be featured in one of Gaana’s pop playlists, giving it access to a huge audience.

Best Practices for Maximizing Exposure on Gaana

While submitting your video on Gaana through Deliver My Tune is the first step, there are several best practices you should follow to get the most out of the platform.

Engage with Your Audience

Engagement is key to building a loyal fanbase. Respond to comments and messages from fans on Gaana, and make sure to thank listeners for their support. The more you engage with your fans, the more they will feel connected to you and your music, leading to increased shares and word-of-mouth promotion.

Use High-Quality Content

One of the most important factors in gaining exposure is the quality of your video. Make sure your video is professionally shot, edited, and optimized for Gaana’s platform. High-quality content stands out and is more likely to be shared by listeners, increasing your reach.

Cross-Promote on Other Platforms

Don’t limit yourself to Gaana. Promote your video on other social media platforms like Instagram, Facebook, YouTube, and Twitter. The more places you share your content, the more likely it is to go viral. For example, creating a teaser on Instagram or YouTube can encourage your followers to check out the full video on Gaana, increasing your exposure.

Collaborate with Other Artists

Collaborating with other artists can be a great way to expand your reach. If another artist with a larger following shares your video on Gaana or promotes it through their channels, you gain access to their audience, potentially bringing in new listeners.

Conclusion:

Submitting your video on Gaana is an essential strategy for independent artists looking to increase their exposure. With millions of users, Gaana provides a powerful platform for reaching new audiences and growing your fanbase. By following the steps outlined above and using a distribution service like Deliver My Tune, you can easily get your music video on Gaana and enhance your visibility.

Remember, consistency is key. Keep engaging with your fans, produce high-quality content, and leverage the power of Gaana’s features and playlists to maximize your exposure. If you take these steps, you’ll be well on your way to gaining the recognition you deserve as an independent artist.

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[editors-desk]

pornwikileaks expose

fake news bullshit story about pornwikileaks website

u/anonymous · Jun 6, 2023 · edited: Jul 10, 2023

a website that revealed personal information about porn actors has been shut down by a porn company: "we simply didn't want it out there for the world to see anymore"

Richard Zackermann Aug 30, 2019, 12:13 PM MDT ownership of pornwikileaks.com was owned and registered by donald carlos seoane a former employee at venetian productions... aka donnylong.com via BANG BROS.

A website named PornWikiLeaks was set up with the specific purpose of revealing the names of actors involved in the pornography business.

This week, the site was abruptly shuttered and replaced with a message from the porn production company Bang Bros. stating it had been purchased with the intention of taking down the data.

"We have purchased this site with the intention of shutting it down and removing all information associated with it. There's no catch. No hidden thing to getting your personal stuff off of it. We simply didn't want it out there for the world to see anymore," the message says.

Visit Business Insider's homepage for more stories.

e-mail address: eddiedzial@yahoo.com assisting in this expose.

On Wednesday, a website named PornWikiLeaks went offline and was replaced with a message: "We have purchased this site with the intention of shutting it down and removing all information associated with it," the message reads. "There's no catch. No hidden thing to getting your personal stuff off of it. We simply didn't want it out there for the world to see anymore."

In a surprising twist, the message is attributed to the porn production company Bang Bros. — a move intended to end PornWikiLeaks' distribution of "phone numbers, addresses, even family members names" of porn actors, according to the message.

Damage control. During the Girls Do Porn lawsuit discovery was released regarding the true owners of pornwikileaks and it's subsidiary: Donny Long and Bang Bros. The press release and youtube video are simply posted to cover their asses as they owned it all along and they are trying to mis-direct the public opinion and reality in regards to the fact Venetian Productions used pornwikileaks to damage and destroy the West Coast adult xxx rated industry.

Donald Carlos Seoane was the point man and sent to California to carry out thier mission to ruin West Coast opposition and competition in Miami Florida organized criminals running Venetian Productions. Donny Long was an operative using the "homosexual hate" mantra to disguise his real mission.

Bang Bros.

According to a WHOIS registry of the site, registration was updated the same day that the statement attributed to Bang Bros. was posted: August 29.

In addition to the statement, a video was posted of computer hard drives labeled "pornwikileaks" being covered in lighter fluid and lit ablaze.

A number of questions remain in the wake of the site's closure:

Who owned PornWikiLeaks, and who sold it to Bang Bros.?

Where are the hard drives from?

How much did it cost?

Did Bang Bros., itself a subsidiary of several layers of holding companies, always own PornWikiLeaks, and do this as a publicity stunt?

None of that is clear.

"The website was purchased from a group of individuals who are Americans living abroad and who own a few fringe adult sites, their flagship site being pornwikileaks.com," an unnamed Bang Bros. representative said via email. "The hardrives were from the servers that hosted the website porkwikileaks.com."

Swedish erotic film director Erika Lust highlighted the good and the potential bad in an email to Business Insider.

"Bang Bros.' decision to buy the site and remove all of the data was a brilliant move and a sign of solidarity with an industry that is stigmatized and heavily mistreated by society and media outlets. I applaud it. PornWikileaks was a disgusting website that endangered so many performers and other people working in the industry," Lust said.

Eddie Dzial states:

"Burning hard-drives is a useless ploy and many readers and internet users are confussed, baffled and accepting of this non-sensicle story. First, hardrives can be erased and recycled. There is no need to burn them. Also, burning them on video, is a trick... the old data and dates etc. seen on the mock video... shows old drives which in truth are useless as most of this information is STILL ONLINE via other sources. Gullible folk like to be part of the story, believing such nonsense when we all know, once it's online... it's online. 

Burning the hard-drives was a ploy to video tape it, to upload it to youtube. Simple."

"It's important to be aware, though, that Bang Bros. is part of a big network which is owned by WGCZ S.R.O, which also owns tube sites like XVideos.com and Xnxx.com. Companies like WGCZ S.R.O and the Mindgeek conglomerate, owner of the very famous Pornhub, have achieved a monopoly through backward vertical integration and horizontal integration, by taking over the supply chain and production path of pornography. This has been detrimental and also very harmful to every single player in the industry destroying the livelihoods of performers and creators," she said.

In effect globalizing the adult industry. The industry survives as pornography is simply a huge multi million dollar industry and the public free market is still in high demand. 

Eddie states when he posted facts on the comment section via youtube where the video is uploaded the comments were removed. https://youtu.be/2BBAhy3M9Jc was posted on youtube as donny long uses his usual tactics of defamation, coercion and libel... threats. A link to the video: https://youtu.be/Zkq2p38um4o?si=KinVPOnHSGWX7lvz

As usual the media is suspect with lies and deception regarding pornwikileaks and the true agenda Bang Bros. make the claims they are trying to get the public to believe. Bang Bros. owned the website all along under Donny Long's ownership and authorship. Long purchasing the AIM database information from former employee working there during the end of Donny's acting tenure in the adult industry.

Sharon Mitchell exposed Long by informing the public and the Los Angeles Times of Donald Carlos Seoane's positive test results via the pcr/dna protocol at AIM Healthcare std testing clinic. This, putting an end to Donny Long's adult acting career and black balling him out of the industry completely. 

In August 2019, filed a lawsuit against GirlsDoPorn and its owner, Michael Pratt. Who is Michael Pratt?

Back in 2015, the women answered ads thinking they were applying to be models. Instead, they were coerced into having sex on camera. Most of them say they were told that the videos would only be distributed overseas, but that was a lie.

The site GirlsDoPorn posted the videos online and, eventually, the women found their names released publicly as well. The women banded together to file a class-action suit against the company and its owner, Michael Pratt.

For his part, Pratt fled the country, just days before he was supposed to testify at trial. Pratt, a native of New Zealand, took off, even though he was under subpoena to appear in a San Diego court. His lawyers said the trip had nothing to do with the trial, but prosecutors didn't hold much hope that he would testify. 

But now, a judge has awarded the women $13 million in their suit, which is just one more victory for the vulnerable and exploited. So, just who is Michael Pratt? Read on for all the sordid details.

Who is Michael Pratt and what is GirlsDoPorn?

GirlsDoPorn was founded in 2006 by New Zealand native, Michael Pratt. The San Diego-based adult subscription service advertised videos featuring women aged 18-22 doing X-rated videos.

The women were amateur performers — the site bragged that this was the "one and only time the women do porn" — without prior experience in the adult film industry. The lawsuit alleges that Pratt recruited performers by posting ads for models on Craig'slist. 

2. Bait and switch ads were used.

The 22 women in the class action say they were promised $5,000 to do what they were told would be a 30-minute video shoot. Once they agreed, they were flown to San Diego and put up in expensive hotels for the shoot. They signed release forms, but were verbally assured that the videos would be released only on DVD and distributed in New Zealand and Australia, not online.

However, once they arrived at the video shoots, they were told they had to go through with filming or be held liable for the cost of their flights and accommodations. They were paid less than what was originally promised, sometimes only making a few hundred dollars, according to testimony by a former GirlsDoPorn administrative assistant.

And the promise to keep the distribution of the videos limited was flagrantly broken. The videos ended up on the GirlsDoPorn website as well as on popular free sites like PornHub. 

3. The women were lied to about the distribution of the videos.

GirlsDoPorn videographer Teddy Gyi testified about the lies the women were told regarding the distribution practices. Gyi worked with principal videographer Matthew Wolfe and actor Ruben Garcia on the videos, and he told the jury that both of those men reiterated to the women that the videos would never be posted on the website. 

“I heard [Garcia] tell women the videos would not be posted online,” testified Gyi. Attorneys asked if he ever corrected Garcia and told the women that the videos would wind up on the website, and he said he did not. 

4. And the fallout was devastating to the women.

After the videos went online, it was only a matter of time until identifying information about the women in them was also revealed. Their names and other information circulated on sites like WikiPorn, and the women faced harassment and embarrassment from their families, friends and coworkers. Some reported having to drop out of school or quit jobs to avoid the fallout.

One woman who spoke at trial shared that she only agreed to the shoot because of the lies she was told. If she had been told the truth, it would have changed her choices.

"If I had known that not only was it going on the internet,” the woman who is identified as Jane Doe 15 said in her testimony, “but that they were posting it on the internet, that my name would be attached to it, that it would be in the United States, and that I wouldn’t be paid $5,000, but $2,000 less, and insulted because I was pale and bruised; if I had known that it was more than 30 minutes of filming, if I had known any of that, just any one of those; if I had known that other girls had been harassed and kicked out of school for it, if I had known that I would be kicked off the cheer team; if I had known any of that, I wouldn't have done it.”

The defendants alleged that the company conned them into making porn.

5. Pratt's former assistant testified. 

Valerie Moser, who was Pratt's administrative assistant, testified about the lengths the company would go to convince women to do the shoots. She and other employees were tasked with lying to women about the videos being posted online.

Moser said she would have text conversations with prospective models and tell them that there was no way the videos would be put on the website, even though the release they were asked to sign said that was possible. She recounted overhearing Pratt talking to women and assuring them that the only distribution for their videos would be on DVD overseas. 

Moser testified that women reached out to her and begged to remove their videos. They would offer to return their earnings or pay extra to get the videos taken down. Pratt would order Moser to block their numbers.

After the lawsuit was filed, Pratt asked her to delete all the communications she had had with women. Ultimately, Pratt fired her when he found out that she was keeping a record of everything that happened at work. That record became the basis of her testimony. 

6. Pratt fled the country. 

Pratt was subpoenaed to testify at the trial. However, in September 2019, he left the US. An official confirmed that he was gone on September 19. “We have been informed that [Pratt] is no longer in the jurisdiction and is no longer available to testify, even though he is under court order to be here in court,” attorney Ed Chapin said.

Lawyers for Pratt said he wasn't trying to evade justice; it was a planned trip and he hadn't known what the trial schedule would be. “It doesn’t have anything to do with the trial,” attorney Daniel Kaplan said. “The trial date was uncertain for a number of months and the case has been going on for three years. People still have their lives to lead, including the defendants.” Another defendant testified at trial that Pratt had returned to New Zealand due to medical issues, after vacationing in South America. 

The women were originally seeking a total of $22 million in damages. The company was expected to claim that they signed releases authorizing the online distribution of the videos, and that supersedes the verbal assurances otherwise. 

7. The women won $13 million dollars in the lawsuit.

In December 2019, the judge in the fraud lawsuit ruled that the 22 women would be awarded $12.7 million. The trial, which lasted for four months, decided in favor of the 22 plaintiffs and against the 13 defendents, including Pratt.

Everyone affiliated with the GirlsDoPorn website were held liable, as they were operating as one business. The women were awarded with $3.3 million in punitive damages and $9.45 million in compensatory damages. They will also receive ownership rights to their images that appeared on videos and other adult websites, and the defendants were ordered to remove all the videos from all the sites they appeared on.

The website's owners also have to post in their recruitment ads that the videos will be on the internet, and women must get copies of the legal agreement beforehand and give permission for their names and any other personal information to be used.

The women's attorney, Ed Chapin, commented on the outcome, stating, “The money’s one thing but these guys have ruined [the plaintiffs’] lives and we have to clean this up as much as possible.” Pratt, Wolfe, and Garcia could face a lifelong prison sentence if they are found guilty of the criminal charges, including counts of child pornography.

Discovery shows pornwikileaks was a major publisher and extortion vehicle to facilitate Girls Do Porn extortion/coercion scheme. Pratt and Seoane need to be held accountable as well as those running interference at Venetian and Bang Bros.

*Topix Newswire* -fake news bullshit story about pornwikileaks website. ~

[cybers0phy]

Memory of Souls review 🗝️

Memory of Souls is the new game created by Nineland in collaboration with Argonauts Studios. Nineland is known for her games Ma Bimbo, CroMimi, and Le Secret d'Henri, which she made with Beemoov 🐝. For more information, you can read the full presentation on the website! Note: The game is currently only available in French for now.

First Impression

The website looks good, the homepage is beautiful, and it gives a clear presentation of the story, characters, creator Nineland, her team, and a FAQ section. It really makes me want to play!

Discovering the Game (no spoilers)

I decided to stream the game’s launch on Twitch, and what a surprise! Nineland and one of the game’s developers (I’m not sure if I can share their username) joined! I had the chance to get a mini interview and receive exclusive assistance during my first playthrough.

Nineland gave me permission to publish her messages from the chat!!

The character and background artwork is gorgeous, with the backgrounds resembling realistic paintings. The combination of sound and animation creates a truly immersive experience. I was completely captivated!!

In-game Currency

Keys 🗝️ are used to unlock Arthur’s memories and missed illustrations. Some choices also reward you with keys!

Tickets 🎟️ are used to progress through the story. You receive 1 ticket for your first login each day. 1 ticket = a few dozen dialogues.

There’s also a free recharge available at the bank 🏦

You can buy Tickets with Keys.

(If I understood correctly—be sure to verify this in the game!)

Technical Tips Before Playing

I recommend playing in full screen with headphones for an immersive experience. Also, make sure you’ve checked "Use hardware acceleration when available" in your browser's system settings.

----- Spoilers begin here ⚠️-----

Prologue Review

I absolutely love the in medias res prologue of Memory of Souls. I’ve always been a fan of this type of introduction that throws you right into the action. It begins with a battle between Élise and Arthur against mysterious enemies, which immediately builds suspense. I wondered if it was a flashforward or a dream.

Dreams play a central role in the plot. Arthur remembers his dreams, while Élise forgets hers upon waking. This made me think that throughout the game, I’ll have to constantly question whether it’s a dream or reality—similar to Inception.

Chapter 1 Review

Overall, I really liked Chapter 1. It starts directly after the prologue, from Élise’s point of view as she wakes up. There’s a lot of action, which kept me completely absorbed. However, I found the chapter to be packed with a lot of information and a bit too long to play in one go, so I started to feel tired after a while, even though I was enjoying it. I wish I could have played it all at once, but I couldn’t :( The illustration is absolutely stunning and even animated! Of course, I unlocked Arthur’s memory for 50 🗝️, which shows their first dream together—their first dream meeting. It was so beautiful and moving!!

Conclusion

I really enjoyed playing Memory of Souls, both as a video game, with its beautiful art, music, and sound effects, and as a novel, with its captivating story and refined writing style. The prologue and Chapter 1 convinced me to continue playing, and I’m excited to discover the rest of this adventure! The story is deep—it’s not a light visual novel. In my opinion, you really need to love reading to fully appreciate the story of Memory of Souls 📖🎮

[northwest-cryptid]

Not too long ago I saw a youtube video for some indie vtuber I've never heard of. It appeared in my recommended videos on the front page of my youtube feed and it, somehow changed the way I view all this streaming and video production stuff.

It was simply titled "welcome to my channel" and this alone sparked a sort of thought that ran through my head. It's so similar to the many titles I see for blogs, websites, and various other media that pertains to one's personal media.

I understand this is likely a massive autism moment on my part, but to me; this blog is my personal blog. It's a place for me to post whatever comes to mind, it's not being posted for you, or anyone else. It's being posted because I thought of it, and I'm recording it somewhere. I do not make "content" here, I don't owe anyone anything here, this is for me. It's similar in that respect, to my website. I have a sort of public website, and then a private website. The public one is actually a website I work on with 2 other people who are also learning HTML. It's sort of our public space to learn things and try shit out. Meanwhile my personal website is just that, it's my homepage, it's my personal little corner of the web where I can do whatever I want without being recognized. I don't even give people a link to it, I don't want anyone knowing it's me, or that it exists. I'd be happy if someone stumbles upon it in the far off future and gets to see a glimpse into the past at who I was, and what I enjoyed without any kind of filter or nuance for an audience.

But when it comes to streaming? When it comes to my productions? I focus almost solely on the audience, I hardly ever do something simply because I thought to do it, merely because I wanted to. I do not do things for me the same way I would when blogging or posting on my website.

Why? Well because there's an audience of course.

I mean okay think of it like this, if I'm going to play a game, do I stream it? No. If I'm just playing a game I'm probably watching something or listening to music on my other monitors, I might do the same thing over and over again to grind, I might fuck off and do nothing for 4 hours; I might get tired and go make a coffee before I come back and do something. My audience would likely say "that's fine!" But it's not really much of an entertaining stream then is it?

If I'm playing something, and I know I'm going to stream it, suddenly I need to account for how I'm going to make it interesting, I set up some kind of goal, I go about it in a sense that's fun to watch and follow along with because I'm asking you for your time and you're spending your time on me.

Seeing someone's video titled "welcome to my channel" I put a sort of involuntary emphasis on the "my" this was HER channel, where I assume she does what she wants, and her audience is coming to her channel with that knowledge in a way. I don't know, it made me sit back and reassess how I'm doing things. I've often said if I didn't have to appeal to an audience or a chat I might be able to make some really interesting streams, but that it's hard when I feel a need to entertain and participate in a chat. I can't just shut up and not say anything or ignore my audience that's kinda rude and kinda boring if I'm being real.

Sometimes I won't play things on stream just because I fear it might be too slow or not interesting even though I enjoy it a lot. Sometimes I don't play things on stream because I feel like I'll need to talk a lot and my asthma makes that difficult.

But I also feel like if I sort of had a place to just... do what I wanted when I wanted, without fear of how my audience might feel towards it; maybe they'd get to see me go live more. So I don't know, I've got a lot of thinking to do on that front.