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galaxy-parchment · 4 years

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Nepotism at its Finest

I’m back on my bullshit, fellas! This time we’ve got something fun. A fic that I wrote based on another TMA AU, ‘Timeline of Theseus’, by @creativitycache. All you need to know is Jon has been the Archivist since he was 8 because time-travel shenanigans and now Elias is his reluctant dad, I would highly suggest reading ToT if you enjoy this fic and even if you don’t. This also hasn’t been beta-read because this is spoiler-y and my usual beta-reader hasn’t listened to TMA and honestly this is pretty self-indulgent.

Jon, despite being an Archivist for as long as he could remember, only got the ‘official’ title of Head Archivist once Gertrude finally died. He knew Jonah was the one that did it, but honestly, Jon was just glad he didn’t call in someone else to do his dirty work for once. He always hated when a random avatar barged in and somehow always left some kind of damage in their wake.

Working as an archival assistant wasn’t so bad, other than that. After a while, just to justify him hanging around the Archives all day reading statements, Jonah had given him a position as Gertrude’s assistant. Not that she ever asked him to do anything. It was just a formality.

At this point he’d given up on only reading statements that included people that were already dead. He’d take one over the newer statements, certainly, but the problem was that there’s only a certain number of people that have had supernatural experiences, and if they survived the encounter, they don’t tend to die as quickly as the ones that didn’t make it.

He still occasionally got odd flashes of things he never actually did, but it wasn’t like they had a manual about how his powers worked. Jonah just half-explained that it was probably something to do with his omniscience filling his head up with blanks that didn’t exist. The fuzziness and lack of detail certainly matched up with that theory. Just one of the perks of suddenly gaining knowledge powers at the age of 8, he supposed. At least he’d finally managed to get a grip on what exactly he Knew at random intervals. The Eye still liked to give him the odd unwarranted insight or two, but he didn’t mind all that much.

Strangely, though, he did ‘remember’ all of the assistants Jonah had chosen for him on his first day as the Head Archivist. Sasha, Tim and Martin, although for some reason Sasha didn’t look like how his ‘memories’ picture her.

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Jon was weird, to be honest. Tim knew it the moment he walked in and saw the guy. Looked like he’d been raised by wolves then taught how to act like he was a respectable academic. Sure, he looked the part, but you could tell he didn’t care about being a ‘scholar’, he only cared about the statements.

He also obviously had some weird tension with Elias. Whenever Tim mentioned him Jon would always change the topic and refuse to acknowledge the man’s existence. He’d worked here for a while, though, probably just a standard ‘gradual resent for your boss’ scenario.

At least Tim thought that was it until Monday.

They were all in the break room, Jon included, eating their lunch, when Elias wandered in and gave them all a polite smile.

“So, Jon,” He said pleasantly, “I was wondering how you were settling in as Head Archivist.”

Jon glanced back from the coffee pot, “Doing fine, thank you…” he grumbled.

“That’s great to hear,” Tim could hear the condescending tone dripping from his voice, “I know that you’re not used to such an active role in the Archives, is all,”

“What? You don’t think I’m capable of the job? You didn’t need to give me the position you know, I can do what I need to do here without it,”

“Oh, goodness, no, you were fully deserving of the promotion,” Elias said, raising his hands in defence, a knowing smile on his face.

“And as I told you when you promoted me, theres no need to worry about me,” the archival assistants stayed silent and glanced at each other awkwardly.

Elias grimaced, “Is it really so bad that I just wanted to see how you were? I have every right to worry,” Tim didn’t know what the relationship there was, but that was definitely a weird thing for your boss to say in his books.

“Elias, I am 24 and an adult who’s been working here for a while, I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself,” Jon said sternly, turning to face him with his arms crossed. Okay, that was definitely a weird thing to say. Sasha hid her face in her mug and Martin was fiddling with his hands and staring at them.

“Fine, but you know where to find me if you need anything,” Elias sighed. He turned and walked out the door.

Jon scowled for a moment, the tension in the air thick. He suddenly marched up to the door and yelled down the hall, “You’re not my father, you know!”

Tim was about to ask what the hell that was about before he heard Elias call back.

“I have paperwork that says otherwise!”

Well, that certainly explained a few things.

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The ‘break room incident’ was still a talking point among the assistants, but at this point it was mostly just Tim complaining that Sasha just didn’t get the job because of nepotism. Jon didn’t even have a degree of any kind, he just got a position as an assistant and then got the Head Archivist promotion.

Martin tried to connect with Jon, though. He’d heard about how all of the old assistants just went missing over time. That must’ve been lonely for Jon. So he brought him tea every day. Sure, Jon didn’t always drink it, but hopefully it helped him feel more comfortable with them.

He did give Martin odd looks occasionally, though, as if they’d known each other and Jon was trying to place his face. He certainly would have remembered meeting someone like Jon, though.

When he wasn’t reading statements, Jon actually came out and spoke to all of the assistants directly when he needed something, which was a bit odd. Not spooky odd, but still odd.

Jon was instructing Martin on some follow-up he would need to do at his desk when Elias made his second appearance of the month. The others stayed quiet, knowing how things went last time.

“Jon, I have some good news!” Elias said, unusually chipper.

Jon seemed unimpressed, “Do tell.”

“Peter and I are getting married!” Martin was about to congratulate him when Jon beat him to it.

“I give it three months,” he deadpanned, not taking his eyes off Elias, who seemed far less offended than Martin would have been in his situation.

“Give me some credit, Jon”

“You’re right, he never even replaced the vase he broke before the last divorce did he? Make it two.” Wait, divorce? Last divorce?

“He’s changed, really, he even said he’d actually replace it once it was official,” Elias defended. Martin spotted Tim in his peripherals jamming his face into his elbow to stifle his own laughter. Sasha had a not-so-subtle smile creeping onto her face.

“Oh, and let me guess, he also promised you he’d ‘start trying to really connect with Jon’ like he does every time, as if he doesn’t literally feed off of doing the exact opposite.”

“No, but he did-“

“No, wait, I’ve got it this time, he said that this time, he’d keep his voyages short and make more time for you!” Jon guessed, intently waiting for Elias’s response

“Yes.” He said curtly. What on earth was happening? Martin wanted nothing more than to be anywhere but this exact position, right next to both of his bosses having a family squabble.

“Let me guess, you came down here to tell me right at this moment because you need me to drive you? Of course,” Jon ran his hand flat across his head to give his hair the gelled flatness Elias’s always flawlessly maintained, “I’m Elias, I’m going to ask Jon to drive me and my fiancee to the courthouse for our tenth marriage! I can’t drive myself, though, because then Peter is going to insult my driving and then I’ll tell him that he has no place to do so since he doesn’t even have a license! Then we’re going to cancel and try again the next week!” He ranted in a tone that was obviously meant to imitate Elias.

“We’re going next Wednesday.” Elias said.

“Fine.” Jon replied without a second thought, turning back to Martin, who hadn’t realised he was holding his breath. Elias silently turned and headed out of the Archives.

The room was silent for a moment. Sasha spoke up first.

“Did you say tenth time?” She asked incredulously.

“Yes, and that’s only the legal ones. I’ve seen them ‘get married’ one night and the next they’ll swear vengeance on each other. Peter gives excellent Christmas presents, though, what with the insurmountable wealth.”

Tim barked out the laugh he was suppressing, “Jon, I just really want you to know, that is the funniest thing I’ve witnessed in my life, thank you,"

For the record I’ve changed a few rules of how the whole Jon situation works and I mostly just took the concept of adult Jon and Elias father-son dynamic and sprinted with it.

#galaxywrites #the magnus archives #tma #tma spoilers #tma season 4 spoilers #timeline of theseus #elias bouchard #jonathan sims #sasha james #martin blackwood #timothy stoker #season 1 archives crew #slight comedic lonelyeyes #as it should be in every tma fic that mentions either of them #fanfiction

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themfchase · 6 years

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negotiation (m) pt II

Jeon Jungkook x reader

negotiation. (m) ✎ [6k words] genre: smut, NSFW, boss!au warnings: dirty talk, explicit sex, oral (receiving), dom jungkook? dirtbag jungkook. just be prepared. part 3

description: Jeon Jungkook was the worst boss you could ask for. But what happens when you two bump into each other at a fundraiser your very wealthy family - who you don’t want people to know about - is throwing?

A/N: Part two is finally here yall, sorry it took so long. Lemme know what you guys think and please, if there are any mistakes too. K? k. Kisses, bye.

masterlist.

When you woke up the next morning to the sound of your alarm, you immediately felt your body hurt. Your head started pounding and you lifted your hand to massage your temple, you moved a little and felt a weird ache in your core and your eyes shot open. ‘Oh my God.’ You thought as you remembered your encounter with your boss at your parent's fundraiser. ‘OH MY GOD’. You felt panic start to flood you as you covered your face with both hands. You couldn’t believe yourself. You had fucked your disgusting, evil, rude, fucker of a boss. And worse, it had been so fucking good. ‘Stupid, stupid, stupid’ you cursed yourself over and over again, as you got out of bed and into the shower. You thought about what you would say, or how you would act. He would be professional, wouldn’t he? Or he’ll just be more of a dick and use it against you. You shook your head, wanting anything else than to go to work on Monday. But then again, he had said you’d be taking his place. Was he lying? Did you still have your job? You were so confused and sore. When you got out of the shower, you checked your phone. 4 missed calls. You called the unknown number and as soon as they answered you regretted calling. ‘Where the fuck are you? I have to announce your new position, you’re late!’ Late? It was Sunday, how were you late? Jungkook spat on the other side of the phone. ‘Come quickly, I’ll have a driver pick you up, oh... were something nice and easy to take off.’ You could hear his smirk through the phone. You were speechless, you’re mouth open in surprise. ‘Wait, what?’ You asked as soon as you realized what he had said about what you should wear. ‘Fuck, Y/N, you’re taking my place, remember? Do you even want this promotion? You’re not just working from Monday to Friday if you want this.’ He asked, annoyance flooding his words. ‘No, not that... you want me to wear something easy to take off? Are you serious?’ You asked. He couldn’t be serious about the whole ‘fuck you when I please’ thing, that was just dirty talk, wasn’t it? ‘Yes. Please, pay attention. I don’t like repeating myself.’ He sounded so arrogant you wanted to hit your phone. ‘Jungkook, we’re not fucking again, you can’t be serious.’ You said firmly. Your towel hanging on your body. ‘Yes, I am. And we are... In my new office, over the table, so please, do as I say.’ And he hung up. Your eyes were wide open, as you stared at your phone. He was delusional if he thought you’d be sleeping with him again. Not in a million years. Not now that you were sober, and thinking straight. As you chose what to wear, you couldn’t help but scoff at the idea of doing what Jungkook had asked of you. You selected a black Chanel dress, stockings, and stilettos. A part of you wondered if you chose a dress to make it easier for him, but the other reassured, you had chosen stockings so it wouldn’t be. You shook off the thought of doing whatever he thought you two would do and dried your hair, applying makeup next. When you’re intercom buzzed you looked trough the little screen that showed the front door and you saw a man in a suit with black glasses on. It was the driver Jungkook had said he would send you. You got your bag and made you’re way down to the entrance of your luxury loft building. As you greeted the driver that had a stern face, you smiled weakly, and he opened the door for you, you didn’t even look inside and as soon as he closed the door you jumped out of surprise. ‘For someone as rich as I imagine you are, you sure live in a simple place.’ Jungkook said without looking away from his phone as he was surely working. You scoffed and regained your composure as you looked away from him. ‘If I wanted people to know I was filthy rich, I would live with my parents in that 13 room Mansion.’ You argued and he finally looked away from his phone to look back at you. ‘Ah... It refreshes me to see you aren't wearing one of those hideous pantsuits.’ He stated as he looked you up and down. ‘Well, I never knew I had to dress up like a Victoria Secret model to work at an office.’ He annoyed you so much. Of course, he was amazing in sex, very good looking and yes... You couldn’t deny his dedication to work even if most of the time he made you do fifty percent of it. ‘I tried to understand why you omitted who you were, but somehow that does not make sense to me.’ He changed subjects yet again looking out the window. He sounded so formal, so different from yesterday, from this morning on the phone. ‘I wanted to do something for myself, get somewhere by my own efforts and not because my father is someone important... well, too late for that now.’ You looked down at your hand on your lap, clearly uncomfortable, there was no need to lie to him, not with the fact he knew who you were. ‘If it makes you feel any better... There is a slight percentage of my decision that was based on your capacity, but then again... If I didn’t find out yesterday, I wouldn’t have looked at you twice for the position.’ He admitted with no shame or unease in his voice. You rolled your eyes at his pettiness, he was just like the rest of them, just the interest and no passion at all. ‘Carter, you can pick us up in about an hour and take us to the office.’ Jungkook said to his driver, the man in the front just nodded and in two minutes the car stopped in front of a Hotel. Carter went all the way around to open the door for you, and as a good rich kid raised with all these little privileges, you waited as he did so. When you got out, Jungkook came right after as you walked inside the lobby of the expensive hotel and was greeted by two bus boys in gold, red and white uniforms. ‘Mr. Jeon, it’s very nice to see you again, the council is already waiting in the usual conference room.’ Said one of the bus boys and Jungkook just nodded, not even looking at the boy. You smiled at them and thanked them as you followed inside and made your way to the elevators. Inside, Jungkook presses the top floor and you waited as the elevator made its way. It suddenly hit you, you were being announced as the new CEO of Youth Winder Inc. The butterflies in your stomach started flapping their wings insistingly and you felt nervous. You didn’t even notice Jungkook was eyeing you. ‘I thought I told you to wear something easy to take off.’ He said with irritation in his voice. You looked up at him. ‘And I said we are not fucking, Jungkook... Forget it.’ You straightened your dress and tried to look confident as the elevator approached the floor. ‘You keep saying that, but I’ll be taking those clothes off very soon.’ There was a hint of fun in his voice that made a spark hit your core, you shook it off, this was all a chase for him and that made you even more irritated. ‘Well, good thing I’m wearing stockings.’ You said, trying to win the whole bickering war. ‘Oh... Don’t worry, they’re very easy to rip off.’ Jungkook looked at you with fire in his eyes that made your whole body shiver and you heard the ring of the elevator announcing you had reached the top floor. Jungkook got out as soon as the doors opened and you lingered for a while, trying to hide the absolute irritation that flooded your body. As Jungkook opened the door to the conformance room you took in the beautiful view of the city as part of the room was made of glass that went from the ceiling to the floor. ‘Gentlemen, Ladies...’ Junkook started and you acknowledged the 3 people inside the very large room, seated on the couches and one standing with a glass of expensive bourbon in his hands. ‘I am very sorry we are late, our hard working Y/N was at the office still trying to fix some problems we had this month.’ He lied. Why was he doing that? Was he trying to convince them that choosing you was a good idea? Was he not sure you were fit for the job and in the end... This was all out of interest? You knew you were good, you knew how hard you had worked despite the way he treated you, you would not let him lie to convince the council this was a good idea as they waited for you to fail. ‘Are you fucking her?’ Said a younger gentleman, one that was standing behind the couch with bourbon in his hand. Your eyes widened a little at the very rude and straightforward comment. Jungkook laughed and shook his head, pinching the space between his nose and taking in a deep breath. ‘Namjoon, there is no need for pettiness.’ Said the other one that was seated with his legs crossed. ‘Well, Jin, you can’t blame me, when has Jungkook tried to sell an idea with little lies like the one he just told us?’ He argued then looked back at me. ‘Don’t worry sweetheart, you can go back to being a receptionist after this, we won't blame you.’ You swallowed the burning rage that started building up inside you as they spoke of and at you with such disrespect, you took a deep breath and you saw Jungkook open his mouth to speak, but you were faster than him. ‘Well, Mr. Kim, I’m sorry you think of me that way, but as a matter of fact, I am keen to inform the members of the council that as of Thursday, we have found that we can decrease the price of the land we want to bye in India Ferrero, giving that it used to be taken by a toxic wast company by at least 19%, and I know for a fact that we are down by 7% in market Stocks, and turning that land into a clean energy sight, our market value will increase significantly, if my calculations are right, about 9%, the only problem we had as of right now was convincing the owner of the land to sell it to us, and that will no longer be a problem.’ You finished your speech and Jungkook shot a look at you. ‘It won't?’ He asked with surprise in his voice. ‘No, it won't, and if you paid attention to any of the files and contracts I asked Emma to bring to you, you would have known that.’ You glanced at him. It was silent for a moment and Namjoon spoke again. ‘I change my mind, I like her.’ He laughed shortly, taking another sip of his drink. Jungkook exhaled in annoyance and looked back at the group of people. ‘As you can see, I’m pretty sure I made a good choice.’ He said and you couldn’t help but feel proud of yourself. ‘If anyone has the courage to speak to you like that, then I’m pretty sure they’re fit for the job.’ Said the woman who you identified by Sun, she was one of the oldest in the council. ‘Yes, and to top it all off, Mr. Y/L/N...’ You knew what he was doing, he was exposing you and you knew that the council now aware of your family it wasn’t a matter of you being good at your job or not, but what you would offer. ‘Is keen to help us with investors, being her father one of them.’ Everyone in the room straightened their bodies, it wasn’t just the fact that your father was rich enough to buy the whole company, but that he was important, someone with influence, and by investing and having a percentage of the company, that would open enough doors that would make it skyrocket it’s way in the market of clean energy, becoming the biggest. ‘Is he interested?’ Asked Jin calmly. ‘I’m sure he will be, with the proper presentation of what income he would make of it, of course.’ You said truly. Your father loved you, of course, and he would do it just for you, but you didn’t want that, you wanted him to see potential in the company, and now that the council knew there was an opportunity for him to invest, you would have to do everything in your efforts to make it happen. Everyone nodded, all lost in the idea of having someone like your father as a partner, you decided to say something about it. ‘But... Do not get the wrong idea. He is my father, but I will not use my influence as his daughter to get him to participate in the shares, I will do my job as CEO and as I know I am completely capable of it, he will surely accept.’ Everyone looked at you, including Jungkook, a nervous look on his face. ‘That is very admirable of you, Y/N.’ Said Jin again. And with handshakes and a signed contract after another fifteen minutes off small talk and a very playful apology from Namjoon, you were out of the door in no time, irritation and anger building up inside you. This was what you wanted, you wanted this job, the trouble of it, the headache, but you also wanted it differently. But the way they had treated you before was simply a turnoff, and you just needed to go home. You didn’t even notice Jungkook walking beside you until he spoke. ‘Very impressive.’ He said with a low voice. Almost as if he were irritated as well. You were mad at him, mad at the council, mad at yourself. ‘Fuck off, Jungkook.’ You said pressing the button of the elevator several times as if that would make it come faster. ‘I will...’ He said with malice in his voice. You looked at him with disbelief, is he still thinking you two were gonna fuck? ‘Why do you keep thinking that I am going to fuck you again, Jungkook? Can’t you take a hint?’ You were panting now. ‘Because we made a deal, my end has just happened.’ He answered, leaning against the wall next to the elevator and putting his hands in his pocket. ‘Deal?! What deal, Jungkook? You were fucking me and I was drunk, I would have agreed to anything at that moment.’ You said crossing your arms and waiting for the elevator. ‘I should have taken advantage of that then, maybe make you bring me coffee too.’ He said. That was it, you had it, just like the moment in the office on Friday, you were done with him. ‘Listen close... I hate you with every fiber of me, I dislike you to a point where if you were to die I wouldn’t even care, so leave me alone, don’t speak to me unless it is about work and work only.’ You spat at him and he looked as if that was only serving as fuel to his fire. ‘Baby, don’t get me wrong, I hate your spoiled ass just as much... But I can’t deny you turn me on, while you were giving that little speech of yours, all I wanted to do was throw you against one of those couches and fuck you harder than before.’ You couldn’t help but feel the heat the was concentrating in the middle of your body from his words and the pet name, you couldn’t take your eyes off his lustful ones, he eyed your body, licking his lips when they came back to yours. ‘You’re fucking crazy.’ You managed to say as your heart raced. ‘Tell me you didn’t like it.’ He asked with dare in his eyes. You looked back at the elevator, unable to lie to him since you knew he would see right through it. You didn’t notice when he moved, standing behind you. ‘Tell me you didn’t like my hands on you.’ Your body jumped at the surprise of his voice so close behind you. ‘Even better tell me you hated them on you.” His voice was full of lust, full of want. ‘N-No, I’m not answering that.’ You said, clearly affected by his proximity. You would not amuse him. You felt his breath against your neck and you felt your body shiver, all the hairs sticking out. ‘Say you hated the way I felt inside you, say it.’ He said, his hand brushing your arm slightly. Your body was on fire, you could feel the ache in your core, the memory of how good he felt, how fast he made you cum, how intense and absolutely delicious it felt. ‘No.’ Your voice was but a whisper. You wanted him, even though you hated him, your body was begging for him, and you just couldn’t deny it. ‘Why?’ He asked, pushing your hair to the side, his lips brushing your skin. You just couldn’t move and you melted into him. ‘I can’t.’ You said, he finally pushed your body to his, his bulge already hard against you. It amused you how you turned him on, the feeling of his erection making you extremely hot. ‘Can’t what?’ His voice was so low and sexy, it made you feel the humidity start to take place between your legs. ‘I-I can’t lie.’ You felt his smirk against your neck and you bucked your hips backwards, pressing against his erection, he let out a groan that felt like music to your ears. ‘I loved it.’ You said and that was the turning point. In a second you were being pulled with him into one of the many conference rooms on that floor, and there was a part of you that was excited, completely blocking out your better judgment. He closed the door and looked at you, you stood, turned to him, inside the room, your chest rising and falling. He looked so dangerous, eyeing your whole body as if you were prey. As if you were hunt. His hands went up to meet his tie. ‘You know, I wanted to do this in my new office, but.. I guess that will have to wait.’ His voice was controlled, low and sinful as he started taking the peace of fabric off. You didn’t dare to speak, it seemed like something changes inside him when he was turned on. He walked so slowly towards you and you took a few steps back, you didn’t know why, and you felt the edge of a table. Jungkook stopped mare inched from you his eyes glued to yours. ‘Give me your hands.’ You hesitated then remembered how that made him mad. You put them in front of you and Jungkook put the fabric around them, tying them together. ‘You see, Y/N, I was very serious about this part of our little negotiation, and you denying me what you agreed on just makes me so...’ He pulled on the fabric making sure it was tight and your body came forward with the force. ‘Mad.’ You bit your lower lip, the desire now filling the room and making the air feel heavy. You saw a spark in his eyes while he watched your teeth release your lip, leaving it a little swollen. He turned you around and pushed your body against the table, you couldn’t help but let a small squeak of surprise leave your lips as you laid on top of your tied hands. He raised your dress above your ass, you couldn’t see him, but you could just tell he was savoring the view, and then all of a sudden you felt the force and sound of him ripping your stockings, leaving you only in your black lace underwear as it hung from the other parts it wasn’t ripped off. ‘I’m going to do everything I please with you right now, Y/N, and I want you to keep quiet, do you understand?’ He said, you could hear he was panting, completely immersed in desire. ‘We don’t want Namjoon to prove his theory right, do we?’ He asked. You felt him caress your ass, his touch so warm. And you were so wet at this point you knew he could see it. ‘Y-yes Sir.’ You said remembering what he wanted to go by. You knew that would do something to him, and when you felt his hands caress over your underwear your body jolted out of pleasure and surprise. ‘You learn so fast, baby girl.’ He used the pet name, making you clench around nothing. His hands were softly brushing your core over the fabric, and it felt so good you thought you could cum with only that. When he stopped over your clit and pressed his fingers on it, stimulating in a circular motion, you let out a moan, the feeling so good and overwhelming. ‘Do you like that, baby?’ He asked and you swallowed, feeling your mouth so dry. ‘Y-Yes, Sir.’ You managed to say, your voice hoarse and weak. He stopped and slid your underwear aside, rubbing his fingers over your core and spreading your arousal. He resumed his motions with his humid fingers over your clit making it even harder for you to hold back your moans. ‘Shhh, baby, don’t make any noise.’ He said so low, you almost didn’t hear him. ‘Fuck... Look at how wet you are, such a mess.’ He said completely taken by your wet pussy. ‘Tell me who this is for.’ He asked and your mouth opened, as you started to move your hips slightly in sync with his motion. ‘Y-you.’ He slipped his thumb inside you and you moaned loud then bit your lip to hold back. ‘I’-It’s for you... J-Just for you.’ You said with an airy voice. You wished you could see his face, you wished you could just look at him and that all the distaste you had for him would come rushing back like a could shower making you less into him like this. ‘You want to cum, baby?’ He asked as he pumped his thumb in and out of you slowly. He was torturing you. You let out little moans, feeling that very same feeling from the day at the party, if he went on like this, you were going to cum with his hands. ‘N-no... I want more.’ You said but the build up was already happening, and the rush that was coming to meet your core felt so strong that even if he stopped, as soon as he touched you again, you would cum, even so, you didn’t want to cum yet. ‘J-Jungkook, stop... I’m gonna... I’m g-gonna c-cum if you don’t stop.’ You said and expected him to do so, but he just went on without saying anything. When It got too hard to hold you felt every muscle in your body clench, you laid your forehead on the table and your toes curled inside your heels as you felt your body convulse with the power of your orgasm. Trying to hold back your moans were impossible and the clenching of your core felt so strong he didn’t take his thumb from inside you, feeling every single contraction. He didn’t let you came down from it, instead just lifting you and turning you around. The look of pure lust on his face as he looked at your fucked out form just made you clench again and he laid you back down, back against the table, he lifted your legs so you were completely lying on it and with a fast and strong motion, you saw one of your favorite underwear get torn from you, he looked so animalistic, and that turned you on very, very much. You thought he would fuck you now, get his own release, but he latched his mouth over your core and the sensibility came crashing into you, making you shake and try to get him off of you, but he held your hips in place, burrying his face deep within you. ‘Jungkook!’ You yelled, and he opened his eyes and looked straight into yours, that was enough to shut you up. ‘Oh my god!’ You screamed again and the second high came so fast and so intense you didn’t know it was possible. You screwed your eyes shut, it was almost painful, but your body was shaking so hard immersed in pleasure that it was inviting. Your walls clenched uncontrollably over nothing and you couldn’t help a whiny moan escape your lips as you saw white. Jungkook stood straight up his mouth glistening with your cum and you observed that beautiful scene as if it were a painting. ‘Jungkook...’ You called at him, your voice so weak. He looked back at you. ‘Please... Please fuck me.’ You begged him with a whiny voice that had him flooded with desire. You could see his hard erection through his pants. ‘How could I deny you anything when you ask me like that?’ He said and started unbuckling his pants, it fell to the floor as soon as he unbuttoned it and all was left was his dark gray boxers that had a wet spot where his pre-cum had stained. He pulled them down, letting his cock swing free and your mouth watered at the sight, you were so anxious to feel him inside you, to have that feeling of fulfillment you had the day before and Jungkook could tell. ‘Tell me how much you want it.’ He asked and you bit your lip as he approached his cock to your entrance. ‘I want it so much... So, so much.’ You said, completely taken over by your own lust. ‘I want it inside me, Sir... Please... Show me how much of a slut I am with your cock, please.’ You didn’t even know you had it in you. But as soon as the words came out, they sounded so natural, so dirty, but competently natural. And it sounded like exactly what he wanted to head, cause the next moment he was slammed inside you with one movement making him groan. ‘Fuck, you feel so tight.’ He cursed when you clenched around him. The stretch of his cock inside you stung a little, but It still felt amazing. Jungkook didn’t waste any time in rocking his hips in and out of you ever so gently for you to adjust, but as soon as you relaxed he held one of your legs up and slammed into you making you body buck. ‘Fuck!’ You cursed. And that was nothing more than an incentive for him to go on. With each thrust of his hips, you felt his cock hit the back of your core, panting and moaning his name, it was all so overwhelming. ‘Look at you... All ready to cum for me again, such a dirty, dirty little girl.’ He said between gritted teeth and you could tell he was holding back his release. You clenched around him and moved you hips. He held them tight and stopped. ‘Don’t.’ He said with authority in his voice. ‘Your gonna cum one more time for me.’ And he resumed his movements only slamming harder inside you. You could barely speak with how hard he was fucking you. ‘I-I don’t t-think I c-can...’ You said while your voice was failing. ‘Yes you can, now cum for me... That’s a fucking order.’ He said while he pounded, his hips probably bruising you. You started feeling the heat build up in your core, and you knew that coming again would probably feel painful, but you didn’t dare go against his word. Jungkook’s thumb came to your clit, and even though it was still a little sensitive, it was enough to take you over the edge. You came undone the third time with curses filling the room, Jungkook’s as well. And when you clenched so hard over him, he groaned and tried to continue moving, but it was hard. The pain mixed with the immense pleasure took over your whole body, and you moved your hips without noticing just riding off your high and that was enough to bring Jungkook to his release, with a hard thrust he let his head drop back and came inside you with a guttural moan that sounded so freaking hot. You felt as his cock twitched inside you, his release filling you up ever so pleasurable. When he came forward, his forehead against your chest, the room was left filled with the sound of your breathes and panting as they were ragged and loud. You felt your body numb, you were so tired you felt your eyes starting to shut and you could barely feel when he pulled out of you, but not moving away from your body. The intensity of what had just happened had drained you of all energy and you felt yourself doze off.

You opened your eyes the first time and you saw the ceiling of the hallway of the hotel, you were being carried, and then you shut them again to taken by your exhaustion. The second time you opened your eyes it was dark outside and you felt your body ache, you were in a very comfortable bed, you got up on your hands and looked around, not recognizing the place you were in, you searched for your phone and you found it beside you, on a nightstand. It was eight o’clock. It was eight o’clock at night. With a fast motion, you took off the covers. Where the hell were you? ‘Good morning.’ You heard Jungkook’ voice and immediately turn in his direction. He was seated at an armchair, a very dim light illuminating his face. He observed you, up and down. ‘Did you sleep well?’ He asked, a very cold tone in his voice. ‘Where am I?’ You asked looking at him, uneasy. ‘We’re still at the hotel...’ He said and got up. ‘After you.. Well, basically fainted, I called and asked them to arrange a room for you.’ He stopped a couple of feet from you and crossed his arms. ‘Who got me here? I don’t remember walking.’ You said as you looked around for your things. ‘I carried you here.’ He said. You shot a look back at him, you would have thought he’d ask Carter, a Hotel employee to do that, that would sound exactly like what someone as horrible as him would do. ‘Did you stay here?’ You asked wondering why he was still around. ‘Yes, I wanted to make sure you were fine.’ He said and put his hands is his pockets looking away from you. There was an awkward silence and you straightened your dress. You were no longer wearing the ripped pantyhose or your shoes and you assumed he must have taken them off. ‘Well... Uhm.. Thank you, I guess. I-I’m fine.’ You said without looking at him, you were clearly embarrassed. ‘Good, take a shower, I asked Carter you buy you new underwear, it’s right over there, and please, don’t be long, my reservation is due in forty minutes.’ He said looking at his watch. ‘You can go, you don’t need to wait for me, I can take a cab.’ You said walking over to the bag of what looked like Bordelle lingerie. Of course, he would want you to wear that brand. You thought. ‘You’re coming with me.’ He said in a very stern voice. You looked back at him, confused. ‘What? Jungkook..’ He wanted to take you out for dinner? This was going too far. ‘You’re not taking me out for dinner, this is not a relationship.’ You fired back with annoyance in your voice. ‘Please,’ he scoffed. ‘Don’t flatter yourself, we have a meeting.’ He also sounded annoyed. ‘With who?’ You asked clearly not wanting to spend another minute with him. ‘With your Daddy, princess.’

#jungkook #jeon #smut #mature #bts #imagine #fanfic #negotiation #part2 #scenario #btssmutclub #reader

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let’s talk about imposter syndrome

Tides shifting, new work is coming my way, and I wanna talk about imposter syndrome. I didn’t “get lucky” with my new job at the big npr station in new york. I wasn’t in the right place at the right time. I was strategically recruited and chosen for the position based on my skills and reputation. In other words, I earned it.

When a woman achieves success your reaction shouldn’t be “how can I glom onto this.” Do not ask her how much she’s getting paid or if she’s getting paid at all. You can’t “help out.” You aren’t hopping on the mic. You don’t get to pick her brain, she’s busy.

I’ve received overwhelming support from colleagues of all genders, but the amount of unsolicited advice, weird vibes, and straight up FLACK I’ve gotten from men (outside of my new organization) is legit astounding. I have been in radio promotion and marketing for 8 years at three different companies covering hundreds of stations across two major territories. I’ve worked directly with some of the biggest artists in the world. And yes, I’ve been on the radio before. I love it and I’m glad to be back.

Work in music is often not perceived as work at all because it can be fun/glamorous/etc. I’ve been low-key disassociating since my first paycheck because imposter syndrome makes it SO HARD to internalize my worth and recognize myself as a professional who has, in fact, gotten a job off of merit and hard work.

I actively need to squash feelings like “It must be a happy accident. I can’t possibly be this valuable to a company. Must be a mistake.” Do me a favor and don’t contribute to this lie. Backhanded comments usually aren’t coming from a bad place but please recognize them for what they are: internalized misogyny.

White privilege is a sizable factor in my professional success, as I have certain advantages that many others do not. I’ll continue to amplify, listen to, and elevate those around me every step of the way. But to all the jealous dudes in the back I’d like to make something very clear: you aren’t “helping me out” with my new job unless you’re on my level professionally. Plenty of folks luck into their jobs but I am not one of them. I worked hard and people noticed.

mood: https://youtu.be/z_xCVttXLm0

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therevaliir-blog · 7 years

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Announcements: 03-26-2017

Site Changes:

- The Wand (found in Ye Old Sword) has had its description updated.

- Lots up updates to items and their pricings, visit here for the full list and refunds!

- Brittlez has been working tirelessly on a new welcome page that new users will be able to go to as soon as they sign up. This will be separate from the Starter Kit. She’ll be adding a button to go to the starter kit page from this page as soon as she gets done with this. (She’s coded most of this herself besides Telly turning it into an html/css page for her) So be gentle! The New Welcome Page This is for new users so they aren't completely lost when they start the site :)

- We discontinued these items:

Goddess Locket- 250 silver. If the owner doesn't own Cure + Heal we will gift them it.

Changling Brooch- 200 + Incognito

Magician's Hat- 300 + Summon Item

Revealing Monocle- 500 + Reveal

Ring of Purity- 150 + Dispel

Heart-Shaped Amulet- 300 + Lucina's Lantern from the Abed Summer Event

Final Breath- 400, was combined with Resurrection there wasn't really a need to have both.

Poison Field- 80, you can literally just cast poison a bunch of times.

Lightning Field- 80, same principal as above.

Dice- 15

Text Editor:

- The Administration of Revaliir is very, very sorry about the problems with our text editor. Currently, Darros (Telly) is annoyed at all text editors available on the net and he is building his own from the ground up for Rev to use. SO - until that's done we're gonna have to endure the problems this one is giving us. Thank you so much for enduring this terrible problem and we assure you that… THAT IS NOT SCREAMS OF BLOODY MURDER!!!! that you hear in the backend of Rev. (ok it is we're murdering the text editor). But we're trying to get this fixed as soon as possible. Code just takes a long time to write and make sure it works with our current set up. <3

- Anyone who has problems with their posts get ahold of me. Everyone pasting from ANYWHERE even here highlight your post hit the remove format button. Then bit the bbcode button to see your paragraphs disappear. THEN reinsert all of your paragraphs and put in your bbcode. I understand this is a pain but this is a temporary solution until we roll back the old text editor. I've been pulling my hair out trying to figure out why some browsers are having it worse than others.

Firefox + Google Docs = Blank space

Firefox + Word Doc/Libre = Aligning left for some weird reason

Chrome + both = removal of all paragraphs (this is the least worrisome out of all of it)

I don't know about edge though because I refuse to touch it :V

- Darros edited the code on the text editor. It should strip the formatting on paste now.

Two New Gods Announced!:

We debated for a good hour or more and only two choices remained when we were done. Before we go on to announce the chosen for these spots we decided to go into a bit about choosing them. First: We didn’t choose them out of favoritism. Each has the skills we look for. One of them we shot down multiple times and told them to keep applying and how they could improve. Second: We wanted you to make sure that you knew that *I* wasn’t biased in this. You’ll understand when I get to the results. I was most critical of both of our choices and tore them apart worse than the other two Triune members. If anything these choices had it worse than the other applicants making the scales tip in the other applicants' favors. Now we get on to the god selection: Our new gods are: Porthyrius, the Keeper of the Keys and Secrets of Knowledge and the Arcane, The One with the Silvered Tongue. Xunatar, the Chaosweaver and the Lord of Lies. Gypsy(Porthyrius), does an enormous amount of things for Revaliir behind the scenes. She not only draws for us but she has come up with many ideas for the site that we’ve implemented. Every project we’ve ever started she’s joined. Her activity level is second to none (Well maybe myself). She is friendly and helpful to all who come to her. We were worried about announcing Gypsy as well but we believe that her activity and devotion to the site speaks for itself. Brandon(Xunatar), is a moderator on our site. He has been with Revaliir since the June before we opened our doors. He was/is some of the driving force for things we do. He helps all and will rp with anyone. He is the ideal Moderator but we weren’t looking for a moderator when we chose him for this spot. His lore weaving is some of the best I’ve seen(That we have seen). He also have a high activity count, which we count. He can also rp with anyone easily. This is not the first time he’s applied but he has worked on the things we told him too. We’re glad to have him not only as our moderator but as what we hope to be a long standing deity. When selecting him I sat in a different room and he didn’t know a thing about what I was doing. He didn’t know and still doesn’t know that we picked him. This will be the first he’s heard of it despite us living together. Brandon’s selection is the hardest because we worried people would think I was being biased. However, I am only one person out of three and easily out voted. The others saw what I did. An evolving roleplayer who has earned his right to become a deity ontop of his job as moderator. He has an even harder job as I’ll be over him making sure that he gets his stuff done. By no means does he have this easy, if anything he has it harder. I don’t like our deities slacking no matter who they are. Revaliir is our baby and we wouldn’t put any ol person as a deity just because we like them as a person. Overall I owed this explanation to no one. As I hoped that you all would trust in my judgment and trust me to be fair. I’m doing this because I want to be transparent with everyone. Cello and Whitney agreed with that line of thought and we thought this was best. That being said anyone who gets caught ranting to members in the discord or on skype (anywhere it gets reported from) will be issued a warning. We’ve had problems in the past with people thinking we promote favoritism. We don’t. I certainly do not. As I said before those I choose are what I believe to be the ideal person for roleplaying and being an active leader in our community. That’s all I want for this site. However, their applications have to make sense and I won’t sit with rose-colored glasses. I’ve ripped apart their applications down to the single most elusive detail. All in all these two have earned their spots and I’ll be happy to talk to whoever didn’t get the spots and help them with their applications if they want for the future (keep in mind the applications might change for the next round whenever we have them). Brandon’s moderator position will be moved to Xunatar following this announcement. This rounds out the conclave to 6. Unless we see a higher number of people on the site or someone falls this will be the last god selection for a while. Also this interestingly enough rounds out the conclave: 2 good, 2 neutral, and 2 evil.

Just a Reminder:

Rev is getting a whole bunch of new people! We understand everyone is excited but we would like to remind people that they need to read the rules. Revaliir is a high fantasy medieval site with its own lore. We don't go by the real world here nor do we necessarily go by the written lore of others. 1. Only Gods can be Immortal: Lemme explain. There is no rule on age here in Revaliir. We're not talking about THAT kind of immortal. We're talking about being able to take hellfire from another God and living. We're talking about taking so much damage that your body is barely being held together. THAT kind of immortal. That is why Immortal is only reserved for the gods. No mortal(aka not gods) should be able to take that kind of damage and live without an outside source.(say a God healing you) Not dying from illness? Have cure on you. It's a cheap spell. Don't die from poisons (not godly poisons looking at you Dal) but regular poisons? Get cure again. Heck you can't even be killed unless you give permission so your character is practically immortal anyways as long as you don't powerplay. 2. You have to rp with the items in your inventory. We have shops and silver for a reason. This puts everyone on equal footing. Everyone starts off the same. Even the original staff members of the site started out with nothing but their starter packs. That being said your stories don't have to be the same. 3.We are not restricting you. I've been to plenty of rp sites where you can't play whatever you want. We're literally restricting you on one thing, Immortality. The items thing? That isn't a big deal. If you rp a lot and advertise (you get the x3 silver boost for that) you'll have the items you need in no time at all. 4. No one is allowed to have demi-god characters. Don't even Gods can spawn Demi-gods. This makes all characters not gods equal. 5. Even the Triune is equal to the Gods. We get no extra power but the ability to call mandatory conclaves. 6. We restricted our Gods outside of temples to make it more fair for everyone. Hense the 3 god rules. Past those 3 rules we can't do anything to you without your permission. We can't even kill your characters even in our temples. (because that is fair) You guys have free reign to do whatever you want on Rev as long as it's within the rules. You can have your own kingdom. You can have your own guild. You can do whatever your heart desires within the rules. We don't even have that many restrictions on things like that. We aren't being cruel or unfair by setting rules and guidelines. If you have a problem with it talk to an administrator or try and understand why we have it the way we do. Revaliir is one of the most free-form rp sites out there with its own lore. We truly can't help you if you think Rev isn't for you and we also hope you don't expect us to change Revaliir for you. Do not under ANY circumstances insult Rev staff or userbase because you don't get your way. We're all mature adults/blossoming young adults. If you have problems with stuff get ahold of staff. If you think you need something for character building so you can start get ahold of me. I have 10,000 silver I will gladly help you. There is no excuse for not following the rules, being rude to staff members who are doing their jobs, or screaming we're unfair. You being that way makes it unfair to everyone who are following the guidelines and rules. We will do whatever it takes so that our regular everyday users have peace of mind. This is by no means calling ANYONE out. It has happened one too many times and I will start being the one who handles it if this keeps up. You don't want that and I don't either. I quite like being the bubbly lead administration besides the other two who are regularly in charge of being the mean ones(sorry gals I love you). However, I won't watch our staff or userbase be treated like that. I assure you that I am 10x as worse as the others when warranted so please don't make me be that way because I don't want to be. I want to see Rev grow and become better and also not have a toxic community. Now please everyone get along and be understanding to each other! (Also read up the rules. I posted the Welcome page up that would be a good place to start) Also please remember that most of us do this after a long day's work or in between children needing their parents. This is our fun time too. Sorry for being mean, Brittlez One of the Lead Site Administrators One of the Lead Site Administrators

Staff Breakdown:

In order to better serve the user base of the site, here is the actual breakdown of personnel to seek out when a problem arrives. Please make sure that you seek out the appropriate staff members; if not then the problem will be forwarded to the correct parties. Moderators (Green Usernames): For post related problems, issues with harassment from another non staff member, general questions about the site. Administrators (Blue Usernames): For moving actual threads to their proper locations, activating accounts, moving items, issues with the shop, resetting passwords, distributing silver, having issues with warnings and strikes, having issues with moderators. Triune(Golden Usernames): Custom item creation (Angela Rose), issues with another Triune member, issues with an Administrator, event related problems, issues with Deity members, general questions about Deities and lore. *Angela Rose and Dalenesca may be contacted if no Admin is currently online at the time of needed assistance and either of them are.*

News, Updates, and Revivals:

We've added some new stuff to the site to help people out… and we've updated some old stuff/revived it to check to see if there is any interest. 1. Synth Recommendations + Other Info : This has a list of pricing for trades. Info on a bunch of other stuff like custom items, event items, etc, etc. For more info go read it real quick :) 2. Wish Upon a Star : A weekly Synth Ingredient Lottery that will roll every Saturday has been started. Zanetimm92 is my faithful helper. Read up on the rules about it to get started. 3. The Wishing Well : Rules have been updated to include synth ingredients and synth items. 4. Roleplay Roulette : Has been restarted and I am gauging interest on whether or not to keep it stickied. It was previously left alone due to not only activity but Revaliir getting busy. This is a fun way to get a new/old roleplay partner. Read up on the rules!

#fantasy #rp #rpg #roleplay #fantasy rp #announcements

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katieyatesblog-blog · 4 years

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The Music Industry is Changing Faster than You Think

In five years time, the music industry will be different than what you know today. Whether you are a listener or a musician, this industry is changing. Within the last twenty years, there have been an incredible amount of advancements, such as how we stream music. However, there is much more technological progress today that comes at a faster rate than it did in the early 2000s.

Social media plays a huge part in the changes that the music industry will undergo in five years. Within the past two decades, apps such as YouTube, Instagram and TikTok have each in their own ways changed the industry. In 2005, YouTube began to pave the way for musicians to have a free and open space to put their music. Now, in 2019, TikTok is the new way for music to grow popular. Grammy nominated musician Lil Nas X came off of TikTok for his song “Old Town Road.”

Via Forbes

Certain technologies, such as artificial intelligence (AI) and virtual reality (VR), are also contributing factors to how music and the industry will change. VR is changing live performances and AI has the technology to find new stars. This could eliminate the need for A&R executives, who are responsible for finding new talent.

In 1999, Napster was introduced, which was an online file sharing program. Soon after its release, the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) filed a lawsuit against Napster for the illegal trading of music on its platform. However, this software opened up the initial desire for an online music sharing platform. According to estimations by the International Federation of the Phonographic Industry, “by 2008, 95% of all digital music was downloaded illegally.” There has been debate over which platform was said to come first to try and solve the streaming issue. Pandora, the internet radio station, launched in 2005 and SoundCloud in 2007. These services all provided music in ways that had yet to be seen, but it still was not what the public wanted. It was in 2008, however, that Spotify was officially released and it became the “first legal streaming service with an extensive, all-encompassing catalog.”

See an early Spotify commercial here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cWAJKAgauoE

Just a little over ten years ago, the first streaming platform launched and now today we have over thirty legal services. The most popular of these services are Spotify, Apple Music, Tidal and YouTube Music. In a survey done by RIAA, they calculated that “music streaming revenues in the United States reached over 7.3 billion U.S. dollars in 2018” and that paid subscriptions were the highest source of revenue for the streaming industry at 3.3 billion dollars in the first half of 2019. According to a poll done by the Morning Consult, about 62% of respondents are currently subscribed to a streaming service.

These statistics all show how a majority of people are using streaming platforms, however that does not mean everyone does. Mischa Fong, a student at the New School, says, “I don’t like streaming for a lot of reasons. You have to pay for them. There is no comment section. They don’t have those weird homemade songs or the obscure 2007 remix.” Fong also brought up a good point: “If Spotify ‘dies’, then I’m not gonna have any of my songs. I mean, can you remember all the songs you like?” Though his reasoning is fair, he does agree that it is becoming more and more difficult today to not use streaming platforms for music.

“If Spotify ‘dies’, then I’m not gonna have any of my songs. I mean, can you remember all the songs you like?”

Another important advancement for music has been YouTube. It started in 2005 as a video sharing platform and its success in the years has only escalated. In 2019, there have been “two billion monthly active YouTube users” and “one billion hours of YouTube content viewed per day”. Not only does it now have it’s own music streaming service, YouTube Music, but it also provides a platform for musicians to put their music. Some major stars of today have come off of YouTube. Some of the more notable stars are Justin Bieber and Troye Sivan. This was essentially the beginning of social media’s affect on the music industry.

YouTube kickstarted the ‘movement’ of giving a large platform to its audience for music. Since then, apps such as Instagram and more recently TikTok have emerged. Instagram launched in 2010 and it is a huge way musicians promote themselves. Before social media, it was a lot more difficult for bands and musicians to get their music heard without the backing of a record label. Now, all someone needs to do is sign up for an account.

Singer/songwriters Kennady Tracy and Raena Jade both discussed how they use Instagram to help boost their careers. Tracy said, “I use Instagram the most. I put to my story and put links to my Spotify and also countdowns to my new songs. I also post videos of myself singing.” Jade had a similar response in terms of using Instagram the most to promote her music, but she added, “I add hashtags to some posts to draw more attention to them.”

Via Instagram: Kennady Tracy

Via Instagram: Raena Jade

Instagram has changed the way in which music is shared, especially with its story feature, and has over one billion users, making it a huge platform for sharing your own music or music you enjoy. TikTok, launched in 2016, also provides an outlet for music to be spread, but in a much different way than Instagram. TikTok’s are quick videos of the user with, usually, a song or a voiceover in the background. The reason why this app has changed the music industry is because of the songs that have come from the app. The biggest and most successful example is “Old Town Road” by Lil Nas X.

Watch here to see how “Old Town Road” took over the charts: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ptKqFafZgCk

“Old Town Road” broke Billboard’s record of the longest consecutive song at number one, staying there for 19 weeks. It beat out “Despactio” by Luis Fonsi, Daddy Yankee, and Justin Bieber and “One Sweet Day” by Mariah Carey and Boyz II Men, which were tied at 16 weeks. This song got its start on TikTok. There have been thousands of videos made with the song that have a certain dance and ‘cowboy’ attire to accompany it. The song became so popular that Billy Ray Cyrus collaborated with him on it, only making it more popular, and is now up for 6 awards at the Grammys.

Instagram has made incredible advancements for the music industry, largely in terms of sharing music, and TikTok has begun to, in a way, market and promote new music coming off of their app. The conversation of how social media will continue to change the music industry is difficult because it’s hard to estimate what trends and apps will still be relevant. However, it can be predicted that within 5 years time, music sharing on social media will be much more prevalent and easier to do. Right now, Spotify is the only streaming service with a connection to Instagram, where users can directly upload a song to their story. It’s easy and efficient to show your music taste or even your own songs. Other streaming services will soon catch onto this and collaborate with platforms, such as Instagram, Facebook, and Snapchat, making music sharing a major part of social media.

Watch a video comparing the major streaming services: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kTqGlWnsdHA

Another major aspect of what is going to change the music industry in the upcoming years is artificial intelligence (AI). AI is already affecting the music industry in how music can be created, mastered, and marketed. Scott Cohen, founder of The Orchard, a music and entertainment company, said at the Eurosonic Noorderslag conference that “there are 20,000 new tracks uploaded to Spotify every day and AI is critical for helping sort through the options and delivering recommendations to listeners based on what they’ve listened to in the past.”

Less than two decades ago, Spotify didn’t exist and now AI is beginning to take it over. A huge threat that AI poses is against the jobs within the industry. One particular job that could be eliminated by AI are A&R executives.

A&R, which stands for artists and repertoire, has to “find talent, oversee the recording process, and assist with marketing and promotion”. This job was seen as one of the more exciting parts of working in the music industry because you were responsible for seeking out new and upcoming artists. Simon Cowell is an example of an A&R rep who has found some major talent. However, AI is already finding its way into taking over this part of the industry.

According to a report by BuzzAngle Music at the end of 2018, “audio-on-demand streams totaled 534.6 billion in the United States alone”. AI is guiding listeners to what specifically chosen new artists it has found and taking up the marketing job of A&R; however, this is in a broader sense, as this report was just for on-demand streams.

Via AndroidPit

AI also focuses its marketing directly toward listeners. A Forbes article wrote, “AI-powered features such as Spotify’s Discovery Weekly, a curated list of music for each listener, help fans sort through the streams of music to find new music that is appealing to them.” Spotify has over 100 million paid users and an estimate of 217 million users monthly. It is the largest streaming platform and their ‘new music’ playlists are completely AI generated.

Also, companies have started to give in to what AI is offering. Warner Music Group, responsible for artists such as Ed Sheeran, Madonna, and the Rolling Stones, “acquired a tech start-up last year that uses an algorithm to review social, streaming and touring data to find promising talent.” Apple has also adapted a start-up similar to this.

In these examples, it is clearly seen that AI is beginning to seep its way into the work of those who do A&R. This can be a positive or a negative thing, depending on how you look at it. It is negative for obvious reasons of people losing their jobs and another job being taken over by technology. However, this can be positive because new music and artists can be discovered quicker and for much less of a cost. AI is able to sort through music and come up with both personalized and general lists of new music for listeners.

Virtual reality is also beginning to change live performances. VR is a “computer-generated simulation of a three-dimensional image or environment that can be interacted with in a seemingly real or physical way”. In terms of how this is changing live performances, it is at its starting point. Companies such as Live Nation’s NextVR, Vantage.tv and Sony Music’s Visualise have all began the process of using and profiting off of VR.

Coachella is a huge festival that attracts thousands of people and it partnered with Vantage.tv to provide a VR experience for those who could not attend. The user was able to see a tour of the festival, but not any of the performances. This video was created three years ago and VR has only continued to develop. Within five years, we will be able to attend concerts and festivals without ever leaving our homes.

Watch the tour here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=39&v=idmQjXNKZIg&feature=emb_title

In the same talk at the Eurosonic Noorderslag conference, Scott Cohen said, “Every ten years something kills the music industry. If you want to know what’s next look at the tech world.” VR is slowly beginning to change live performances and AI is working its way into taking the jobs of A&R reps, by finding new talent and marketing it. Though it hasn’t fully taken over yet, with it quick progress, give it five years time and AI will have complete control over who the new and upcoming artists are and what music is streamed in our day to day lives.

“Every ten years something kills the music industry. If you want to know what’s next look at the tech world.”

The interesting part about where the music industry will go in five years is that nothing is certain. Everyday new technologies and apps are developed that could completely change what is predicted. When Spotify first dropped, nobody had seen anything like it and now it’s the largest streaming platform. Social media right now has a huge presence and if it does continue to grow and expand, sharing music across all platforms could become a major part of the industry’s change. Technology, specifically AI and VR, are gradually moving their way into the music industry and it is no doubt that they have already started having an effect. As advancements progress, the industry will only continue to adapt them into how things are done.

Almost every single person is affected by music, whether you listen to it daily or write and record your own. Developments in social media and technology are quickening and in a short five years, the music industry will be different than how it is today, affecting how we all use it.

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For His Amusement Ch2

chapter 2 here, other than swearing, there isn’t anything to get upset about.

Over the course of the next few months, it has come to my attention how the different genders fit into this society. From a combination of reading all of the old newspapers that the library has in my spare time, as well as from what I have observed myself, it seems there is quite the gender gap between the three. It is especially apparent where Omegas are concerned, but the Alphas stand out as well.

Alphas seem to be the preferred sex when it comes to leadership positions and tend to gravitate heavily towards the different forms of law enforcement or other combat prone jobs. They also seem to get promotions more often than Beta’s, which is not really a surprise considering their overall nature. That doesn’t really make me feel all that comfortable trusting my safety to a bunch of hormone fueled meatheads, not that law enforcement was all that great in my previous world; I did work the NOPD for a time.

Betas seem to be evenly dispersed across all fields of the various forms of employment, not all that striking considering they’re the “moderate” gender. It seems that Beta’s are more the support type, filling the roles that Alphas don’t want and the Omegas can’t take like maintenance, factory, or infrastructure jobs. They still take Alpha and Omega saturated jobs because they make up most of the population, but this is simply a generalization. There will always be exceptions to the norm and I assume things will change over time.

Omegas, however, seem to have the same problems that women have in my old world. They are the baby and house makers and are thought to be far too delicate or stupid to do anything else according to public opinion. In fact, until the Omega’s suffrage movement in 1945 and The Omega Equal Opportunity Act of ’85, Omegas had almost no rights to speak of. They were simply expected to, and to be perfectly honest forced, stay at home, get mated off, and spread their legs until they can’t pop out any more babies. Of course, just because legislation says Omegas can work wherever they want and have equal rights, doesn’t mean that they do. Especially poverty stricken and rural areas where bigotry and hatred is the norm; and it doesn’t help that scripture dictates that Omegas are responsible for the original sin. If the numerous gossip columns and the myriad of unapologetic men and women are anything to go on, Omegas should stick to professions dealing with kids or as care providers. They sure as hell should stay the fuck away from more “stressful” jobs like law enforcement, the medical field, or the military. Those are only a few examples but the popular opinion states that Omegas should know their place and stop rocking the boat.

I sigh as I open the trailer door, kick my shoes off, and head to my room; greeting my slightly drunk father along the way. At least I’m going to be a Beta, less hassle to worry about and I don’t feel very ambitious about my future anyway. I’ll just live my life as I always did, alone and as quietly as possible; well, if my empathy and near insane need to feel helpful lets me anyway. Knowing me, I’ll probably go for law enforcement again, for no other reason than the familiarity of it.

Granted, I don’t actually know for sure if I’m going to be a Beta, since it seems that until a person presents, it’s damn near impossible to tell. This is generally between the ages of 13 and 15 but there are outliers. The reason for this is because secondary traits, like knots and a male’s uterus, don’t develop fully until puberty. Once they do, their bodies starts secreting hormones and, in the case of Omegas, go into heat. Aside from that, things like facial hair or the rounding of the body that normally goes with puberty begins as well. I just figure that since my dad is a Beta, information I gleaned from his ID, I will be too. No point in asking about my Mom, Dad never talked about her even when directly asked in my past life, and it didn’t change here. All I got as a response was a grunt and a mumbled line about how it was “none of your business”. Needless to say, I dropped the subject after that and never brought it up again.

During my short time here, four kids in my age group have presented. There were two Betas, an Alpha, and an Omega. This gives me a pretty good idea on what people are supposed to smell like so I don’t seem like an idiot who can’t tell what gender everyone is later. Like the book said, Betas have a very neutral scent, only a little different from someone who hasn’t presented yet. They have just enough variation to differentiate them from one another. The only other word I could use to describe them is earthy, which is neutral in its own right.

Now, there is only one Alpha my age, but I have met a few adults and I can say with certainty that Alphas set my teeth on edge. It’s not just their smell, which tends to be spicier and headier than Betas and Omegas. No, what really gets me is their attitudes. It’s honestly amazing how the class clown from trailer 3 turned from an innocent kid looking for attention, to a posturing, arrogant blowhard. It’s not just him either. The other Alphas I’ve had the misfortune to meet act pretty much the same, demanding respect and obedience just because they have a knot. It makes me want to either punch them in the face or just leave the fucking room because it’s too much to deal with.

A girl in my class turned out to be an Omega and it seems that she is the only one in our small town. Her smell is rather sweet and kind of soothing, but irritating at the same time. She doesn’t annoy me in the same way as the Alpha’s, who make me feel nervous and twitchy, but instead defensive and wary. It’s rather hard to describe, but I feel almost like a dog whose territory has been invaded. It feels like if I don’t act appropriately, something will be taken from me.

It’s aggravating, but I also feel bad for her because of how meek and timid she became. That was another thing that changed about her. Now, from what I know of her, she was always shy around others; but after presenting she simply became submissive. There was no other way to describe it; one day she’s just having trouble talking to others, and the next she’s tilting her neck and adverting her eyes. She starts making weird cooing noises whenever someone looks at her wrong as well. This might be a bit of an exaggeration, but that’s pretty much what she does around an Alpha.

I was very surprised when a few days after she had to leave school because of a fever, which turned out to be a pre-heat, she returned acting completely different. The Alpha from trailer 3 immediately started pestering and harassing her, and after only a few days she stopped coming to school. I haven’t seen her in the last few weeks and can only assume she was pulled out and will likely never see her again since the teacher never acted concerned about it. The kid from trailer 3 was never reprimanded for his behavior towards the girl and simply stopped showing up around lunch and recess when she stopped coming to school.

Once in my room, I drop my bag down next to the worn out nightstand and take the plastic chair, shoving it under the knob since there is no lock for my door. I don’t really expect anyone to be barging in; dad’s already well on his way to falling asleep completely smashed. I suspect he’s close to, or has already lost his job. I just want to make sure I have some level of privacy while I think about something that I only realized in my second week after my “awakening”. I then go over and sit on my bed, staring out of the window, like so many times before.

Hannibal, what the fuck happened to him? I obviously died and somehow re-incarnated or something similar, but I don’t know what happened to him. We fell together so it’s safe to assume we died together at that time, unless he was way luckier than me. Did he wake up sometime in his past as well? Hell, would he even be in the same universe? Knowing my luck, who knows? I’m 13, almost 14, so he would be 24 or 25 now. Old enough to travel and attempt to locate me, but I don’t think I ever told him where I grew up. I just gave a vague story about following dad around the docks during our sessions and left it at that. Come to think of it, I think I know more about Hannibal’s past than he does mine.

That still doesn’t answer what happened to him, or whether or not I want to find out. The thought alone of seeing him again and seeing that he doesn’t even recognize me brings me to the brink of tears. I shudder a breath in and out and furiously rub at my prickling eyes. I can’t do it, I don’t want to start over again. I can’t handle going through all that again. Hell, I don’t even know if circumstances would allow that. After all, everything is such a huge unknown now. He may not have chosen to move to the states. He may not have even lost his family here.

I take a deep, almost steadying breath and shake my head. It doesn’t matter how much I think about it, he isn’t here and I have my own life to figure out. Besides, it’s probably for the best. I may never forget him, but my life certainly doesn’t have to revolve around him anymore. Maybe I was given another chance so I could finally have a normal life for once. I only slept with him the once after all; the rest of it was just us manipulating each other. That is hardly a healthy relationship by any standard. I flop over on my side and continue to think about my life, slipping into sleep just like that.

Dad did end up loosing his job and, almost a year later, he finds a job as a boat mechanic in New Orleans. So we move from a dumpy rusted out trailer in a weed-covered trailer park, to a small fourth floor apartment in some housing development in Algiers(1). Nothing too different from the first go round; but the building is a different one, and the move was a few months earlier than before. The only thing I can somewhat complain about is that I will be turning 15 near the end of September and I haven’t presented yet. I know everyone is different, but high school is going to be bad enough with my empathy and weird anti-social behavior. Add in being a late bloomer and I can pretty much guarantee that I’m going to have a rough time. I want to hurry up and become a Beta already since I apparently have to be one of the three. While I’m at it, I want to be an adult again too; all these hormones and mood swings are driving me crazy, again.

(1) i only did Wikipedia level of research for this chapter, so i apologize for any errors. Algiers is a section of New Orleans that is considered the projects and has a very high crime rate, i thought it was appropriate.

#hannigram #Sherlock #a/b/o verse #alternate universe

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