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Forbidden See (T. Edwards- C. Mort) - The Loafin' Hyenas
originally released by Sympathy For The Record Industry
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Radio Wendy: Radio Wendy 10” Ep (1993)
Sympathy For The Record Industry
#my vinyl playlist#radio wendy#sympathy for the record industry#punk rock#punk#45 rpm#record cover#album cover#album art#vinyl records
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I dug deep into the life of the most exultant potentate of trash, Long Gone John, in my book, We Never Learn, where we covered his long history of running the great indie label, Sympathy for the Record Industry.
But if that weren’t enough for you, here’s a good long recent chat with the man from the cool The Aither site.
#longgonejohn#sympathy for the record industry#Trash Rock#collectible toys#big eyes#john edward mermis#punk#1990s rock
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<1994.03.01> Acid King - Acid King
10" Vinyl, Sympathy for the Record Industry - SFTRI 316
Cover art by S8N
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#the mummies#you must fight to live on the planet of the apes#budget rock#sympathy for the record industry#1993
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Depraved Series
Tzuyu Arc Chapter 1-1: Destruction
It was another hectic day for Twice's Maknae, Chou Tzuyu. Her week was full of fashion shoots, radio interviews, and live stages that the only time she had for eating was the car rides in between gigs.
It was all part of the idol package though - she understood that. What she didnt understand was why JYPE couldn't plan it so that the members schedules would at least align with each other.
She rolled her eyes, annoyance seeping out as she ate the last roll of her kimbap.
'As usual, the company sucks in international promotions, specially here in the US. Ugh, why do I have to go do this interview alone?'
A few minutes pass, and their van stops in front of a huge mansion. Her manager hurriedly opens the car door for her, ushering her to the door in quick frantic steps.
"Mian Chewy-ah, I'm running a bit late, I still have to pick up Sana and Chaeyoung for their shoot. Ugh, why did JYPE send only 3 managers for you guys? They really suck at promoting you guys here huh?"
She could only look at the haggard manager in sympathy, as she beckons him to return to the car.
"Mian Oppa. You go on ahead, I'll be fine on my own here. I'll just text you when I'm done with the shoot, okay?"
The manager shot her an appreciative smile. "Always the angel... Thanks Chewy-ah! I'll be sure to pick you up with some snacks later. Have fun with the shoot kay? Fighting!"
She watched as her tired af manager drove the van away in record speed. 'Uwah, JYP owes the manager-nims some serious vacation time after this.'
She looks back at the huge door of the mansion and steels herself.
'Okay, Tzuyu. Fighting!'
She schools her features into the ideal idol look as she presses the doorbell.
Ding Dong~ ><
A few seconds pass by, and she briefly considers pressing it again when suddenly, a muscular black man opens the door. She smiles innocently as she bows to greet him as best she can with her limited English skills.
"Hello! I'm Chou Tzuyu, and I'm here for the interview! Its nice to meet you."
The man shot her with a confused look, but let her inside nonetheless. He took her to a huge white room with a black couch, several cameras set up all over the room.
"Please wait here Ms. I'll just go get Rico."
She couldn't really understand much, but she smiled nonetheless and took a seat on the black couch.
'Huh, they have a really plain studio. Just a black couch, a white backdrop and an office table. I hope they know how to speak Korean... Or Mandarin. Ugh dammit, JYP didn't even give us interpreters!' She looked around for a bit, before deciding to fiddle with her phone while waiting.
Meanwhile...
"Hey Rico! Did'ya sched filming today bro? Bitch downstairs says she here for an interview."
"Wha? Fuck no man, I told'em porno companies I'm on break!"
"Aight bet. The girl looks hella fine tho. Ain't like those used saggy pussies in the industry, so I let her wait in the set. I figure you wanna piece of that. Come downstairs and see for yourself man."
"Tsk, aight man, but if she ugly its on you fucker."
Tzuyu was fiddling around with her phone when suddenly, the man comes in with another black man, this time wearing a bath robe.
'Oh? Is this gonna be like Na-Mo-Sa unnies' interview? That looked fun, I cant wait!'
"Please, have a seat Ms." The man said in his deep voice as he took a seat in the office table in front of her. She bowed shyly before taking a seat.
Rico eyed the woman slowly up and down, subconsciously biting his lips as he did.
'Hot damn this woman fine as hell!'
From her sleek black hair, to her innocent doe like eyes, her luscious lips. Yeah, there's no one in the porn industry that can match her beauty alright.
His eyes traveled down to her chest, not too big, but not small either. They look ample, firm. The shape nicely outlined in that fit black crop top of hers.
He then caught sight of her waist perfectly slimmed down to compliment her shapely hips, where he spotted the most drool inducing thighs he'd ever laid eyes on.
'Holy fuckin shit... We just hit the jackpot.'
Instantly, his heart rate shot up, and his dick already reaching its full mast.
'Eaaazzyy boy... Don't wanna scare the girl this early.'
He looked back at his partner, and gave a nod, the one only real bros would know the meaning, and so he left the two alone.
Then he turned to the beauty before him.
"Good Morning Miss. My name is Rico Strong and uhh my guy earlier says you're here for an interview. Could you go ahead and introduce yourself to us?"
Tzuyu was slightly puzzled at this. 'Aren't they supposed to know me already? Ah! Must be for the viewers. Okay, its starting already.' She put on her best smile and gathered her energy.
"Hi! My name is Tzuyu from Twice! Nice to meet you!" She gave a radiant smile, and a wave to the camera near him.
"Tzuyu huh? Well that's definitely a new name in the industry. I never heard of Twice production so you guys must be new in the biz. So uhh wattcha doin here in LA Ms. Tzuyu?"
'Fuck, I really hate that JYP didn't give me interpreters for this.' She nervously bit her lip as she shyly tried to eke out her answer in passable English.
"Uhm... Im here for, concert? Like sing and dance and perform. Sorry my English not too good yet." She smiled shyly. The man smiled back, giving her some form of confidence that he at least somewhat understood what she said.
"Ey, that's alright, you're doing fine. Your english was fine Ms. Tzuyu. Relax! Are you nervous?"
She giggled before shyly tucking her hair behind her ear and crossing her legs. "A bit yeah, but I'm excited as well! Ehehe."
As Tzuyu shifted uncomfortably in her seat, her eyes inadvertently drifted downward, settling beneath the desk where Rico's bathrobe concealed his lower half. Her gaze froze, her breath catching in her throat as she caught sight of the unmistakable bulge pressing against the fabric.
Oh my... What is that? Is that...?
Meanwhile, Rico's eyes were fixed on Tzuyu's crossed thighs and sleek heeled feet, subtly ogling her as she tried to maintain her composure and answer his questions.
"So, *ehem* Tzuyu, tell me, what do you think sets you apart from other models in the industry?"
Tzuyu's heart raced, her cheeks flushing with heat as she struggled to keep her thoughts in order, all the while sneaking glances at the bulge beneath the desk.
"Uh, well, um... I-I think, uh, my ability to, uh, d-dance well... and my, um, beauty... sets me apart."
'I-I shouldn't be looking... But it's so... distracting. Focus, Tzuyu, focus.'
With each passing moment, Rico's bulge seemed to swell beneath the bathrobe, stretching the fabric to its limit. Desperately trying to maintain her professionalism, Tzuyu forced herself to continue answering his questions, though her gaze remained fixated on his ever growing bulge.
"And have you ever considered exploring different genres of modeling? Perhaps something more... provocative?"
"Oh, um, w-well... I-I don't really... understand, but, um, I-I'm open to, uh, e-exploring new modeling gigs..."
Just then, the fabric of Rico's bathrobe came undone, no longer able to contain the monster beneath. With a sudden release, his cock slipped free from its confines, standing proudly erect and larger than anything Tzuyu had ever seen.
Her eyes widened in astonishment, her shock evident as she took in the sheer size of it—thick, veiny, and pulsating with power.
Oh my god... That's... enormous. It's bigger than anything I've ever had before. Even bigger than some of the unnies' toys. How is that even possible?
As Tzuyu's gaze remained transfixed on Rico's engorged cock, she failed to register the black bull rising from his seat and closing the distance between them. As he approached, Tzuyu's heartbeat quickened, her eyes widening in anticipation as she stared up at him with a mixture of awe and lust. She felt a bead of sweat trickle down her forehead as her mouth went dry, her body betraying her with each passing moment.
T-The interview... I-I should say something...
Her words freeze in her throat as Rico stood before her, his towering figure casting a shadow over her trembling form. She could feel the heat radiating from his body in waves, his dominating presence overwhelming her entire being. Mesmerized by the sheer magnitude of Rico's cock, Tzuyu found herself leaning forward involuntarily, her eyes locked on his big black throbbing cock as if drawn by an invisible force.
Oh god... What's happening to me? I-I can't... I can't look away. Like I'm under a spell...
Tzuyu's eyelids flutter as she succumbs to temptation. Without a second thought, she instinctively dropped to her knees before him; and with trembling hands, she reached out, her fingertips grazing the heated skin of his throbbing cock.
I-It's... I-I need to...
*Tsup*
As her puckered lips brush against the sensitive head of Rico's massive member, a low, primal groan escapes his lips, his cock twitching in response. The pulsing of his cock surprised the petite idol, and she had to move back to avoid it slapping against her face.
W-Wow, That almost hit me...
Now up close and personal, her senses were assaulted by the intoxicating blend of his musk and arousal. She leaned in closer, kissing his engorged cock head once more before pressing her nose against the sides and taking a long, needy sniff.
*Sniff* Mmmmmm~ I-I can't get enough... He smells so good...
Her entire body trembles as she exhales, her hot breath tickling him ever so slightly. With a beat, her lips grazes the sensitive head of Rico's massive member. As she meets his gaze, she sucks in her breath and slowly, tentatively, envelops the tip of his cock with her warm, wet mouth.
*Tsup* Ahmmmm~ Oh god... He's watching me. I can't look away.
She suckles on his cock head, eager to please. She could feel his intense gaze burning into her, making her even more nervous. The salty tang of his precum danced on her tongue, sending a small jolt of pleasure coursing through her veins.
With each movement, she feels herself growing bolder, tongue swirling around the underside of his cock as she services him. She could feel him pulsating and twitching with every lick, with every suck.
*Tsup* Mmm~ Shlurp~ Ahhmmm~ Shlurp~ Shlurp~
The wet, slurping noises mingled with Rico's ragged breaths and low, guttural moans. With a determined flick of her tongue, she urges him deeper into her mouth, her lips stretching wide to accommodate his massive girth.
I want more... I need more.
As Rico's cock slid further into her mouth, Tzuyu struggles to contain a moan of pleasure, the sensation of being stuffed with a mouth full of cock was addicting. She could feel him stretching her lips inch by inch, his girth pressing against the tight confines of her mouth, threatening to overwhelm her.
He's so fucking big... I can barely take him. Fuck... He's stretching me so wide.
The young idol persists, her determination matched only by her insatiable desire. Up until she finds herself struggling against her own body's instincts. With a small thrust of his hips, Rico's cock pressed against the back of her throat, triggering her gag reflex.
Shlurp~ Ahhmmm~ Ack - gulck!~
Despite the discomfort, Tzuyu refused to relent, her lips sealed tight around his big black cock as she fought to suppress the urge to pull away. Rico, sensing her struggle, placed a comforting hand on the back of her head, his touch both reassuring and commanding.
"You're doing so good, baby. Keep going."
Good... Baby...
Her moist pussy dampens even more at the praise, his words messing with her head, making her feel dizzy.
But like the good girl she is, Tzuyu pushed herself to go deeper. Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth as she bobbed her head up and down, slowly taking him deeper with each pass. With each movement, she could feel the spit bridge forming between them, connecting her mouth to his cock in a slick, wet embrace.
Obscene sounds echoed across the room as Tzuyu's throat bulges around his massive cock, her eyes watering with the effort to maintain her composure.
"Mmmmpph~! Gulckgulck, -slurp~ gawk~ mmmph!~ *inhale* shluurp~ gulck - Ahh~"
A few coughs escapes her tiny form as she pulls back and takes deep labored breaths. She let his cock rest on her face in the meantime, and it covered her face from her forehead to her chin - and then some...
With trembling hands, she reaches out, her long slender fingers struggling to wrap around the base of his throbbing cock. Her tongue services his magnanimous balls in the meantime. It's so heavy, so full... full of cum - all for her. The spit she coated on his long black dick dripped onto her lashes, yet she couldn't care less.
Chou Tzuyu, the once innocent maknae of Twice, known for her grace and poise, finds herself panting like a bitch in heat, mouth full of cock, small drops of her own spit on her lashes and cheeks, her composed facade shattered by his big black cock.
Jeezus... His cock is fucking perfect...
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After a full minute of worshipping his balls, she feels Rico's hands firmly grip her head. Despite the language barrier, she knew exactly what it meant - what was coming next. With a mixture of anticipation and nervousness, she released her grip and braced herself. His voice was low and guttural, his words sending a shiver down Tzuyu's spine.
"Open wide, baby. I'm gonna fuck that pretty face of yours."
Her beautiful doe eyes locks with his as she throws her head as far back as she could. Tzuyu opens wide, tongue sticking out as he slaps his cock on it a few times. Then, in one swift move, his grip on her head tightens, his hips surge forward, and the poor little idol gets her face fucked by the black bull.
"Mmmmpph~! Gawk gawk gawk~ mmmph!~ *inhale* shluurp~ gulck - Ahh~"
Rico's hands guided her head. With each and every thrust, his cock plunges deeper and deeper into her mouth, stretching her throat and fucking it with reckless abandon.
"That's it, take it all," he growled, his words punctuated by the wet slap of flesh against flesh.
F-Fuck... he's pounding me so hard. I'm not gonna be able to sing for awhile after this.
He used her face like a fucking cocksleeve, her nose hitting his pubes with each thrust. Occasionally, he parked his cock deep in her throat, cutting off her air supply and leaving her gasping for breath. Each time, she felt her chest constricting, a desperate need for air clawing at her insides.
I can't breathe... please, I need air.
"Yeah~ keep your pretty face down there. That's where you belong."
Tzuyu's hands slapped against Rico's thighs, a silent plea for mercy as she struggled to draw in even the smallest breath. Her vision blurred, spots dancing before her eyes as she fought against the overwhelming sensation of suffocation.
Rico's cock remained lodged in her throat, his grip unyielding as he pushed her to the brink of consciousness. He watched intently as her arms flail and slap, until eventually it goes limp, her eyes rolling back in her head.
I'm going to pass out... please, let me breathe.
"Yeaaaaaaa! Thats right. You dont need air, you need cock. Fucking take my big black dick!"
Just when she thought she couldn't take it any longer, Rico finally relented, withdrawing his cock and allowing her to gasp for air. Each breath was a precious gift, filling her lungs with sweet sweet relief as she struggled to cough and catch her breath.
T-Thank god... I thought I was going to pass out.
Feeling Tzuyu relax, Rico took a fistful of her hair and forced his cock back into her throat, cutting off her air supply once more. Tzuyu's eyes widened in panic as she felt the familiar sensation of suffocation, her body instinctively struggling against his grip.
Oh god, not again...
He continued this a few more times, sometimes even locking her in with his legs. Each time he took her to the brink, only releasing her when her eyes go white. Eventually though, he releases her, and she coughs up a storm. Her once sleek black hair now disheveled, and her chin was dripping with spit. Suddenly Rico pulls her up, stripping off her dress with practiced ease.
Tzuyu's body was too weak to resist, and her mind was too clouded with lust. She offered no resistance whatsoever as he positioned her inverted on the couch, her legs resting against the backrest and her head dangling over the edge.
His gaze lingered on the infamous Thighwanese legs and feet, and she felt a thrill of anticipation course through her as he leaned in closer. She could feel his breath hot against her skin as he inhales deeply, his nostrils flaring as he took in her scent.
He's smelling me... he likes the way I smell.
Tzuyu's heart raced as Rico's lips brushed against her legs, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her body. She closed her eyes, surrendering herself fully to the sensations as he continued to worship her legs with near reverence.
"*Sniff* Mmmmm~, fuck baby, you smell so good. I've never seen legs this perfect before."
He turned his attention turned to Tzuyu's feet, which were now laid bare before him. She felt a pang of self-consciousness, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment at the thought of her sweaty feet. But Rico showed no hesitation as he leaned in, his tongue eagerly lapping at her heels.
Instictively, Tzuyu spread her toes, offering herself to him completely as he began to worship her feet with an insatiable hunger. She felt a rush of excitement as Rico's lips trailed over the delicate arches of her feet, his tongue caressing each toe with meticulous care.
Oh god, that tickles, but it also feels amazing.
Rico's lips closed around each toe in turn, sucking gently as he worshiped her with single-minded devotion. With each flick of his tongue against the flats of her feet, she felt herself growing wetter, her arousal building to a fever pitch as he explored her with unbridled passion. She curled her toes in pleasure, failing to stop the moan that escapes her mouth.
"You taste so good, baby. I could do this all day."
As Rico's attention shifted from Tzuyu's feet to her exposed and inverted body, a surge of anticipation coursed through her. Since she's suspended upside down, all the blood rushed to her head, and she felt utterly vulnerable and exposed.
What is he going to do to me like this?
Suddenly, his thick fat fingers teased her labia, sending several jolts of pleasure racing through Tzuyu's body. She gasped at the sensation, her hips instinctively bucking against his touch as he explored her with deliberate care.
"*Mmmmmmm~* Your pussy is so plump and wet, baby. It's begging to be fucked."
She feels him spit at her pussy, his fingers spreading the spit like lube. He pokes, he stretches, he opens her pussy lips. Her head was getting even more dizzy from the stimulation. Her pussy throbbed with need, glistening, shaved smooth and begging to be touched. It pulsed with anticipation, aching to be filled as pre-cum dribbled down her folds.
Her hips bucked impatiently against the air once more, needy, craving. Who was he to deny such a cute and pink pussy?
And so he indulges her. His thick fat fingers plunged into the young idol's dripping pussy; she couldn't help but let out a whimper of pleasure.
Oh god, yes...
His touch was firm and demanding, his fingers stretching her to her limits as he explored every inch of her throbbing core. Tzuyu's moans filled the room, a chorus of ecstasy as Rico worked her over with expert precision.
"You like that, baby? You like how I'm fingering your sloppy little cunt?"
Tzuyu's body trembled with pleasure at his words, her pussy clenching around his fingers as she surrendered herself to his control.
"Uhh~Uhh~Ooh~! Yes daddy~" God its been so long... F-fuuckk
He played with her sopping wet cunt expertly. Slapping it lightly at times, massaging the insides slowly. Sometimes, his thumb brushes against her clit, sending jolts to her body and making her gasp and twitch. He played her slowly, teasingly, up until his fingers curl and finds her weak spot.
She bucks her hips involuntarily as he hits her spot deep, and he smirks. With relentless fervor, the fucker hit her g spot again and again, curling his fingers as he exits. With each thrust, Tzuyu felt herself spiraling closer and closer to the edge, her moans growing louder with each passing moment.
F-fuck I'm going to cum.I'm going to cum so hard... Fuck fuck fuck
Out of nowhere, her pussy gushes like a fountain, squirting streams of her juices directly into Rico's waiting mouth. Wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, each climax more intense than the last. She could feel herself losing control, her body convulsing with pleasure as she screamed incoherently.
Amidst the pleasure however, there was something else. A sensation unlike anything she had ever felt before. Tzuyu felt a warm rush spreading through her, a feeling of release so intense it bordered on euphoria.
Oh my god, I can't stop... N-no, I-I'm peeing...
Despite her embarrassment, golden liquid streamed out of her and into Rico's waiting mouth. He eagerly drank in every drop of her essence, up until it weakened to a trickle.
"*Shlurp~ Aaahh~ Thanks for the meal. Hehe."
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As Tzuyu lay there, gasping for air and trembling from the intensity of her orgasm, she felt a strange sense of freedom wash over her. With her body still tingling with pleasure, she no longer cared about maintaining her pristine idol image. All that mattered was his big black cock.
Hah~ Hah~ I've never felt so alive...
Before she could fully register what was happening, she felt his strong arms lifting her, carrying her effortlessly up a set of stairs.
He tossed her unceremoniously onto a large soft bed, but before she could protest or resist, he silenced her with a single command.
"We're not done, bitch. I haven't even cum yet. "
He pulls her up, making her straddle him, causing a surge of apprehension pulsing through her. His cock, thick and long like her forearm, seemed daunting, a challenge she wasn't sure she could conquer.
Fuck, he's going to annihilate me with that cock... I-I don't think I can take him in.
Rico's voice broke through her thoughts, his tone commanding. "Put those baby making hips of yours to good use and fuck yourself on my cock."
With an unsure nod and a shaky breath, she began to grind her hips against his, feeling the head of his cock teasing her entrance. Every time his cock head contacts her clit, a jolt of pleasure rings through her body.
With determination and a twinge of nervousness in her eyes, she lined up his cock on her pussy's entrance and, with a deep breath, slips his cock head past her outer walls. With every inch she descends, she could feel the thick girth of his member stretching her to her limits, threatening to tear her apart from the inside out.
Oh god, it's so big... I don't know if I can take it all...
Each moment was a battle of wills, a test of her resolve and her body's endurance. With a determined grit, she pressed on, inch by inch, her body trembling with the effort. Rico's cock filled her completely, stretching her walls beyond what she thought possible. Each movement sent waves of pleasure and pain rippling through her, a heady mix that left her gasping for breath.
But as she continued to lower herself onto him, she felt a sense of triumph wash over her. Slowly, she conquered the challenge before her, her body slowly adapting to the overwhelming size of his cock.
I'm doing it... I'm taking him all in...
With a final push, she impaled herself fully on his length, taking him deep inside her until she was filled to the brim. As Tzuyu looked down at the bulge in her womb, her eyes widened in both awe and trepidation.
*Smack!*
Rico's hand came down on her ass with a sharp slap, the sound echoing in the room as he commanded her to move.
"Congratulations. Now show me what those hips can do, baby. Ride my cock like you mean it."
With a determined nod, Tzuyu planted her feet firmly on the bed, her hands gripping his chest for support as she began to move. Slowly at first, she rocked her hips back and forth, feeling the thick length of his cock sliding inside her.
I can do this... I can take him...
As she gained confidence, she picked up the pace, her hips growing more and more frenzied with each passing moment. Rico's cock filled her completely, stretching her to her limits as she fucked herself onto him with reckless abandon.
"PlokplokOoh~... Ahh~... Uhh f-fuck!~..."
With each bounce, she could feel the thick length of him sliding in and out of her, filling her completely with every stroke. Her perky tits jiggled with her every move, whilst her hips shook with a frantic urgency, driving herself onto him with an intensity that bordered on desperation.
Oh god, it feels so good...
As Tzuyu's hips grew more erratic, she felt herself teetering on the edge of ecstasy. Rico's spanks landed on her ass repeatedly, igniting sparks of pleasure that danced along her skin.
*Smack!**Smack!**Smack!*
"That's it, baby, ride me like the little slut you are."
"Oh god...Daddy~ I'm... I'm close."
Her walls clenched around Rico's cock, milking him for all he was worth as she chased her peak. Just as she was about to cum, Rico suddenly took control. With a swift movement, he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tightly against him as he took charge.
Tzuyu's moans turned into cries of ecstasy as Rico pounded into her pussy with relentless force. Her legs gave out beneath her, unable to support her weight as she was overwhelmed by the intensity of his thrusts. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, lifting her off the bed repeatedly with the sheer force of his movements.
"Ahhh!~Ahhh!~Ahhh!~Ahhh!~ Fuck Dadddyyyy!~ Im cummiiiiing!"
As her body convulsed with the force of her orgasm, her mouth hung open in a silent scream of ecstasy, her eyes squeezed shut in blissful surrender. He continued to pound her through her peak, prolonging her orgasm as long as he could.
As Tzuyu's high began to fade, she's left panting and exhausted against Rico's chest. She gasped, "Oh my god." She collapsed, totally spent.
Rico smirked, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "You're not done yet," he declared, hooking his arms under her legs and lifting her effortlessly off the bed.
Tzuyu's heart raced as he positioned her above him, guiding her onto his throbbing length. She moans as he fills her completely.
"Fuck," she breathed, her voice ragged and tired.
Rico's smirk widened as he began to move, dropping her pussy down to his big black cock. She clawed at his shoulders, her cries of pleasure mingling with his own groans.
"Mmph~ mmph~ You like that? Hngh~" Rico grunted, his grip on her tightening.
"Yes," Tzuyu gasped, her nails digging into his skin. "D-don't stop. P-Please."
With each drop onto Rico's cock, Tzuyu felt her pussy stretching around him, accommodating his girth with a delicious sensation of fullness. Her breath caught in her throat as her puckered ass stretched along with her pussy, gravity pulling her down his cock every time.
"Fuck," she gasped, her legs tensing, her toes pointed. She couldnt even speak. His hands gripped her ass as he impaled her again and again with relentless force.
Her arms strained, threatening to give out as Rico pounded her mercilessly, his cock plunging deep inside her with every stroke.
"Harder," she pleaded, her voice hoarse with need. "P-please fuck me harder daddy~"
Hearing her mewling pleas, Rico shifted their position, rotating her to face front before hooking his arms under Tzuyu's legs and locking his hands behind her neck.
The idol's eyes widened at the new position. She watched helplessly as he pounded into her, carried her like a ragdoll, impaling her once tight asian pussy over and over again with his big black cock.
"Uhhh~Uhhh~Ahhh~ god yes fuck me like that daddyyy~"
He used her like the fuckdoll that she is, pounding her till her head ached, till her sweat dripped down the floor, till his arms couldn't take anymore. Then, he tossed her back into the bed.
At this point, Tzuyu's breaths were deep and labored. Her hair stuck to her face, a sheen of sweat covered her entire body.
Rico pulled her towards him by her legs, the thighwanese too tired to care.
"I'm not done with you yet, slut."
His fingers intertwine with her toes, spreading her legs and pinning each leg on either side of her head. He lines up his big hard cock in her pussy and slams in, intent on breeding her. She feels his hard cock stretching her out as he pounds into her, making her moan and scream in pleasure.
"Ahn~! N-no! It's too good, Daddy!" Tzuyu cries out in Korean, her voice laced with pleasure and pain. Her ass and thighs ripple as she bounces on the bed from his powerful thrusts. "Please, fill me up! Fill up your little cum dump! More~ More~ Moreeee~!"
Rico grunts in response, his eyes locked onto Tzuyu's as he takes her in the mating press.
"You like that, don't you, you little slut?" he growls, his fingers tightening around her toes. "You like feeling Daddy's big cock stretching you out?"
Tzuyu nods eagerly, her mouth open and drooling. "Yes, Daddy! I love it when you pound me like this! Nae~ More~ More~!" she cries out, her body shaking with every thrust.
As Rico continues to pound into Tzuyu, he commands her to play with her clit. "That's it, little cum dump," he growls. "Play with your clit while Daddy breeds you. I want to see you cumming all over my cock."
Tzuyu obeys, her fingers moving to her clit as she continues to bounce and moan beneath him. Her pussy squelches and queefs with each thrust, the pleasure building inside her until she can't take it anymore.
Her long, slender legs were quivering, her infamous thick thighs were trembling, her toes spread wide and curling as she rode out the intense waves of pleasure.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm cumming fuuuuckkk!"
"Oh god, I can't take it, Daddy!" she cries out in Mandarin. "Fuck, I'm squirting! Daddy, I'm squirting! cummin~ cummin~ cumming~! Fuck, fuck, fuuuuck!" Her body convulses as she comes, her pussy gushing with her juices.
Finally, Rico reaches his climax again and fills Tzuyu up with his hot cum. She screams out in pleasure, her body collapsing, shaking and continuously cumming.
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Elsewhere
"What do you mean you took her to the wrong place and you dont remember where? Huh?!" The godly voice of Jihyo rang throughout their shared hotel rooms, Jeongyeon barely holding her back.
"I-I w-was i-in a rush a-and I was stressed out. T-the navi app was acting u-up a-and she isn't answering our c-calls. Im sorry Jihyo Im sorry~!"
*BANG!*
A loud crash burst out the doors as an infuriated Nayeon marches up to him.
"I'll only ask you this one time. Where. Did. You. Drop. Our. Baby. Off. Ill give you one hour to find the place before I take this matter into my own hands."
She storms off with the rest of the Twice members in tow, each one of them seeking comfort from each other.
"Yeonnie~ let's just hope and pray that she's fine." Sana says as she takes Nayeon close and hugs her tight. The members find solace in each other, and a string of sniffs and solemn cries could be heard throughout the room.
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Meanwhile
The casting couch mansion was filled with a different cry.
Tzuyu was used like a sex toy and was loving every moment of it. She was sprawled eagle on the bed, already having lost count on how many times she's squirted at this point, her brain a thoroughly fucked out mess. Her eyes are permanently rolled back to her head, while her tongue was just out.
She was bred in different positions, doggy, prone bone, cowgirl, you name it all. Not a part of her body was spared of being caked with sweat and spit and cum, while her pussy was squirting over and over again, but she was so fucked out that she couldn't even react.
A thick gooey line of cum could be found dripping from her pussy down her legs and ass, and her legs and feet were shaking like crazy.
Rico wasn't spared from the consequences as well. He layed spent on the floor, drained and dehydrated, when a knock pierced his door.
*Knock Knock*
When it opened, It showed his buddies, Mandingo, Jamal, Isaiah and Jax with smiles on their faces. As the door closes once more, the last scene one could see, was the 4 men stripping off their bathrobes and turning on another camera, pointing it on Tzuyu once again.
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Thinking about ikuzono, a ship with virtually no basis in canon (do Sayaka and Mukuro-as-Junko interact even once in THH or DRIF?), yet compels quite a lot of fans. I can't speak for everyone, but for myself ...
Sayaka lives to elevate other girls - it's the whole reason she became an idol. Who could use a moral and emotional boost more than Mukuro? For one, she's a former child soldier ... or still is one? What does Hope's Peak do with her? And of course, she's trapped in the black hole pull of her boisterous, popular, highly visible twin. A sibling who also abuses her, grinds her down, makes her less.
What all this experience has done is make Mukuro highly capable of protecting the people she cares about. That's limited to her sister in canon, but one could see her extending that to Sayaka, who claims to have sacrificed a whole lot to reach her vaulted position in a notoriously exploitative industry. I think Mukuro would understand why she did all that, not see her as less. I also think she'd want to protect Sayaka from creeps and crooks. The sacrifices end here.
Ikuzono could be two hurt people helping each other hurt less, a relationship that heals both through compassion and sympathy. It could also be two people helping each other hurt more - namely, hurt other people. Mukuro could, of course, get revenge on every lascivious talent scout, greedy manager, and rotten record company exec who ever preyed on Sayaka. But if we know anything about Sayaka, it's that the right (or wrong) motivations can push her to pulling off some sneaky and heinous shit. There's great potential for an ikuzono dynamic where the Ultimate Soldier discovers, with some horror and some glee, that she is not the scariest person in their relationship.
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I think this latest article is as much a Kate slander piece as it is a manifestation PR for Meghan. It is certainly aimed at painting a certain picture as you pointed out.
There have been rumours that the PR company did a brand image survey for Meghan and most of the feedback they got was that the public is increasingly against Meghan because of how much she has bashed the BRF. It's been putting people off and it's one of the reasons Meghan isn't getting any work.
So putting it out there that from now on she will not rely of the total image is., Stay away from the royals is a way of reassuring prospective clients that she is overhauling her image and is looking for new work in her own right, as opposed to riding on Harry's coattails.
But it's odd, because to me it seems like she is now doing her own work vis a vis fashion influencer plus she is basking in any glory of any good work Harry does it., Invictus. She only stays away from.his controversial stuff like the book, polo and grovelling to the BRF and whining about his mean daddy taking away military roles. Everything else, she wants to be a part of.like it's her birthright.
As for the Kate bashing, yes of course she will do that. Because that's a sure shit way of antagonizing William. And she doesn't want Harry and William to be on any sort of good terms at all, now or in the future. I do think, Charles, for a his faults, has largely ghosted Harry since he became king. And any form of solid reconciliation has been left up to Williams descretion. This is probably mostly because Harry is also estranged from a lot of the extended family because of Meghan. (Except Eug maybe?).
Any plans that BP or the king's team is hinting at is merely for show, so that worse comes worst, in case of any eventuality (like a divorce or Harry's public humiliation) he will have some sort of landing pad back in London. Not an actual royal home or a royal role, but family sympathy. I dont think on a personal level, Charles, Camilla or William have any more fucks to give about Harry and his Scar cosplay.
Looking at Joe Jonas and Sophie's drama makes me think that meghan would certainly encourage Harry to go to England spend more time there, and then she will play a blinder like Joe did on Sophie.
On your last point (the Joe/Sophie drama) - there used to be an accurate tarot reader here in the early days whose reading on a Sussex divorce saw it happening during the wintertime and one of them would be blindsided by the filing. Seeing your comment here reminded me of that reading. It really does seem like Meghan is trying to line it up for a blinder. After all, Meghan hasn't had an original idea since the 1990s. Why not steal Joe Jonas's divorce strategy?
This is just my opinion but I think the brand analysis actually happened. I've done some research and my conclusion is that it is standard industry procedure to do a brand analysis any time there's an acquisition, no matter what kind of track record the individual has. (Another reason why I think there was one, and this is just my personal observation, is because Meghan is such a polarizing and controversial person. WME wouldn't have taken her on willy-nilly without understanding what they were getting themselves into, even if they signed her as a favor to Serena, as the text messages going around allege.)
And absolutely, anything the BRF does with Harry is largely because of familial duty. You can still be sympathetic to someone's struggles and help them through it without having to personally like them. If there's one thing the royal family understands, it's duty and they probably all collectively understand that giving Harry a landing pad is their duty - not exclusively because they're family but because the monarchy calls for it. There are probably parallels to Diana here - Diana did a lot of damage when she said she wasn't supported or helped, and Charles can't afford the crisis Harry will cause if he doesn't show up for Harry. (They were able to handle the drama Meghan stirred up during the Oprah interview by having The Queen point out that Meghan is an unreliable narrator and the only reason The Queen's statement worked is because she had 69 years of authority and respect behind her words. Charles is lucky no one rolls their eyes in his presence when he demands the same gravitas.)
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Forgive me but I have so much I can say about this that it physically hurts that her fans believe this nonsense…
“she has always been on the frontlines of change in the industry and setting trends”
When?
“she literally changed the demographic of country music from just being for/about older women to teen girls”
There were female artists before that those “older women” listened to when they were teens. When Taylor’s fans are older women there will be a new singer that teens listen to. It’s how the music industry and freaking aging works.
“she was one of the first people to really centralize social media in marketing”
She’s literally not. The singers that came up in the early 2000s are. They think 2006 is when the internet was being utilised for promoting singers because of Taylor. Google was invented in 1998. Social media & the internet was being used for almost a decade before. JLO is the reason google images was created for goodness sake.
“she left RCA because she felt that even if they gave her a good deal they would diminish other writers on the label.”
Do they really think she’s the only so singer to leave or stand up to their label. Britney Spears stole her upcoming song from her label and released it to a radio station in 2004/05.
“she unabashedly writes about her feelings as a young girl and a woman despite getting shit for it at every turn.”
Most female artists who came before her have struggled with this. Dolly Parton would win awards and get up on stage and not be allowed to speak because her MALE partner spoke for her. Even though Dolly was doing all the work.
“she's one of the first artists to successfully transfer genres from country to pop.”
This is just false. It happens all the time. Not to mention it happens with different genres and artists all the time.
“she stood up against streaming when literally no other artist did, got them to change some of their policies”
Because she’s the only one that is selfish enough to publicly pick a fight with someone and pretend it’s got nothing to do with her own bank account. Even when I was a fan of hers I knew she was doing it for herself.
“yet now the exact thing she was worried about has happened.”
Because she was greedy and arrogant and didn’t buy the masters when they were offered to her because she thinks she better than everyone.
“her move into pop music was completely different than the type of pop that was being made at the time and it influenced pop for years to come.”
Am I deaf? She stuck to the pop model created by those before her to make sure she was successful. Madonna, Janet Jackson, Britney Spears, Billie Eilish they all took risks with their music and careers to push the envelope and change the sound of pop. Not Taylor “stick to the formula” Swift.
“all before the me too movement.”
The act TS did herself was admirable but this sentence. This belief that this Swiftie (and potentially other Swifties too) have is a slap in the face to what this movement initially represented and what it meant for women who had endured this.
“her rerecording process is the first of its kind to be this successful and others are now following suit.”
Wtf does this sentence even mean. They don’t know sh*t about her recording process especially in comparison to other artist. Are they seriously so deluded to think no artist was successful before Taylor. How can they compare her to anyone if they believe this. This statement alone makes it sound like she is the reason music is successful.
“the way she publicized her fight to own her masters”
Yes for public sympathy cause she’s a narcissist.
“she also basically started the crop top set trend of the mid 2010s”
One quick google search and this is what I found. “Although the crop top first gained prominence in the fashion industry during the 1930s and 1940s - the latter in particular due to fabric rationing in World War II” I’m sure if I spent more time researching I could find more. But I also know it became very popular in the 1970s with men and carried in through to the 80s and 90s for men and women. Then the 2000s was when the trend reignited.
“heavily influenced the twee fashion of early 2010s”
This is not the compliment they think it is. This fashion trend is layered with the issues. Her racist fans probably love it because it’s a style that is deemed acceptable by those Hampton holidaying rich white mothers and fathers that got sent to boarding school in England when they were young (I hope that analogy makes sense). It was also equated to thinness particularly at the time it was popularised. Not to mention you google Twee and the pictures you see are if Jess from New Girl, Blair Waldorf from Gossip Girl (a character from a 2000s show) and Alexa Chung.
Also such a bizarre way to end their long winded rant.
They are all so blatantly ignorant and stupid. I wasn’t going to say stupid but it really is all it is at this point. They are stuck in this cult they can’t even make reasonable arguments anymore. It’s exhausting constantly being bombarded with them all in every facet of life. I see so many videos of Swifties singing her music in public settings like that video of them on the plane, if I was on that plane I’d have jumped out of it, and it’s just infuriating the lack of respect they have for the rest of the world. Yet they expect everyone to respect and worship their cult leader. It’s disgusting and exhausting.
Sorry this was so long. I don’t have many followers and I know you’re a safe space for people who don’t like her. And I feel like this is something others might agree with.
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http://atlantatimemachine.com/misc/porter1.htm
Welcome, Porter Wagoner fans.
The next several pages are a a bit of a departure as they don't have much to do with this website's normal topic, that of Atlanta history. Instead, they are intended to serve as an appreciation of one of the coolest album covers ever unleashed on the music buying public. If you've glanced over to the right, then you're probably already aware of the fact that I'm referring to Porter Wagoner's Cold Hard Facts Of Life LP.
In Aug. 2004, I headed up to Nashville for a little fun and relaxation and while there decided to do a little exploring to see if I could find the location used by Porter Wagoner for the brilliantly twisted cover photo of his 1966 RCA album The Cold Hard Facts of Life. Having been fascinated with the album cover for well over a decade, this seemed to me like a reasonable way to spend a little vacation time.
Fortunately, I had with me a copy of the album cover itself and Steve Eng's fact-filled 1992 biography of Porter Wagoner. The book, A Satisfied Mind: The Country Music Life of Porter Wagoner, (Rutledge Hill Press) is well worth tracking down if you're a fan of Porter's.
If you're not familiar with The Cold Hard Facts of Life, you can click hereand give it a listen. The song, one of the best cheating records in all of country music, is the story of a hapless stiff who returns home from a trip a day early only to find out his wife hasn't been entirely faithful. For a visual reference, see the album cover to your right.
On second thought, the song The Cold Hard Facts of Life was written by Bill Anderson, who was raised in the Atlanta suburb of Avondale Estates and attended the University of Georgia. So, upon reflection, there is a local history connection here after all.
As far as this mission was concerned, the paydirt paragraph in the Porter Wagoner biography is the final paragraph on page 159, in which the author reveals that the photograph for the LP cover was taken in Porter's own apartment, amazingly enough. Fortunately, he also divulges the name of the building and the number of the apartment Porter inhabited!
What was a star of Wagoner's stature doing living in a tiny apartment in the first place? Well, in 1965 Porter's marriage fell apart and he moved out of his family's home and into the Americana Apartments.
Upon arriving at 1906 Chet Atkins Place (South Street, back in the days that Porter resided there) it was very good to see that the Americana Apartments building was still standing.
After getting the photo on the right, I headed inside to go snap a picture of the door of apartment #104 where the cover for the Cold Hard Facts of Life LP was shot.
After getting a picture of the door, I decided to see if anyone was home so I could share with the current resident the story of who used to live in his apartment. I figured that anyone living there should definitely know such information.
Fortunately, as mentioned earlier, I had with me a of copy the LP itself and the Porter Wagoner biography that revealed that the photo was taken in the doorway of Porter's very own apartment. It's probably always a good idea to have some documentation with you if you're going to knock on a stranger's door and try to convince him that Porter Wagoner used to live there.
After knocking on the door, though, no one answered so I reluctantly decided to head out. On the way down the hall, I noticed a sign saying something like "If you need assistance, please knock on the manager's door." Determined to share the information with somebody, I figured I'd burden the building manager with the story. So I banged on his door and while waiting for an answer, a guy entered the building and walked past on his way down the hall toward apartment #104. We exchanged courteous nods as he walked by and headed for, you guessed it, Porter's old apartment.
When I noticed he was reaching for his keys as he approached the door in question, I blurted out, "Excuse me....do you live in apt. #104?"
"Yep."
His name was Brandon and I showed him the album cover photo and the text in the biography that verified that he was indeed living in Porter Wagoner's old apartment. Like any sensible person, he seemed to think that this was pretty cool.
Brandon was a very good sport and when I asked if he'd mind if I posed in the doorway and stood in Porter's place for a photo, he graciously agreed.
Apart from furnishings and the fact that the cinder block walls were no longer dark green, almost nothing had changed within the apartment.
So there you have it, Porter Wagoner fans. Who says there is no fun to be had in Nashville?
Compare and contrast! The cover of the Cold Hard Facts of Life LP was obviously the source for artist Bob Frye, who created a brilliantly sleazy homage to Porter Wagoner's album cover for a painting that was used for the cover of a T. Tex Edwards LP in the early 1990's. The LP (Pardon Me, I've Got Someone to Kill) was released on the Sympathy For The Record Industry label (SFTRI 43) and, like the Porter Wagoner LP, includes the song The Cold Hard Facts of Life.
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The Muffs: Big Mouth 7” Single (1993)
Side A: Big Mouth
Side B: Do The Robot
Sympathy For The Record Industry
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Albert Speer's timeline
This is Albert Speer, Hitler's architect, timeline:
1905: he was born in Mannheim
1924: he moved to Munich
1925: He landed at the Berlin Institute of Technology, where he studied under the guidance of the famous architect Heinrich Tessenow.
1927: He became Tessenow's assistant
1928: He married Margarete Weber
1931: His membership in the Nazi Party was officially sealed when Speer joined it
1931: His collaboration with Tessenow ceased
1932: He went to Berlin, shortly before the Reichstag elections, where he was deeply fascinated by Hitler's oratory.
1933: Adolf Hitler became Chancellor of Germany.
1933: He came into contact with Hitler in 1933 with the intercession of Rudolf Hess, by whom the architect was commissioned to design the apparatus for the Nuremberg rally of that year. Despite some initial doubts, the project met with the sympathy of the Führer,.
1934: Upon Troost's death he was chosen as the party's chief architect.
1934: His first son, Albert Speer jr, was born
1936: His daughter, Hilde Schramm, was born
1937: He was appointed Inspector General for Construction of the Reich capital
1937: He was granted a seat in parliament.
1937: He received a gold medal for the German pavilion at the International Exhibition held in Paris.
1939: He finished the New Reich Chancellery in record time
1939: The Second World War began.
1942: Hitler surprisingly appointed Speer, who had no experience in industrial production, as "Minister for Armaments and War Production."
1943: He authorized the sending of material to expand the Birkenau extermination camp.
1943: He learned about what really happened in Auschwitz
1944: He achieved excellent results, reaching the pinnacle of German production
1945: He refused to carry out the «scorched earth» strategy (provided by the Nero decree),
1945: He was arrested by the Allies
1946: He was sentenced to twenty years' imprisonment, to be served in Spandau prison
1946: He was tried in Nuremberg.
1946: He was sentenced to twenty years' imprisonment, to be served in Spandau prison
1966: He was released from prison
1970: His book was released and became a best seller
1981: He died in London.
Sources:
Wikipedia: Albert Speer
I DON'T SUPPORT IN ANY WAY NAZISM, FASCISM OR ZIONISM, THIS IS AN EDUCATIONAL POST
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wow there is an insane amount of Larry articles now holy moly and even if some of their info is incorrect, well, it still brings attention to them.
to be fair, Louis could appease a lot of people by saying “yes, Harry and I dated very briefly during the early 1d days, but we didn’t go public with it and then broke up because of the pressure and I met me gf Eleanor” to literally:
1. not out all the stunts
2. somewhat out him and Harry as potentially still being queer
3. seeding a future coming out by “rekindling the romance” so it’s gently introduced prior to the GP as opposed to a denial
4. let antis and solos believe Larry isn’t real anymore so they don’t feel lied to
5. confirm larries’ beliefs
6. Receive public sympathy if the statement says “we were young and scared and it didn’t work out” or something along those lines
This strategy would make his life easier, his promo bigger, help with the fact people think Harry is queerbaiting if he’s actually seen as queer, make Louis not seem like a homophobe but a vulnerable real person, and would cover all bases.
Now, why would louis not want to do that? Well… there’s a couple of reasons, but I think the main ones are:
1. If they come out about it, he doesn’t want to lie. He doesn’t want to say he and Harry weren’t closeted and that they didn’t fight for their love, and not expose Simon and the industry executives for their awful behaviour
2. Harry and him are still together, they want to come out together, and they’re waiting for the right time (post stunts ending)
Now some of you may say “but… Louis doesn’t want Larry to take away from his career that he’s building, he wants to do it separate from that” and okay, fair point, but not after this denial. This proves 150% that his team, as a last resort, will bring up Larry to boost his promo. If he really was bothered by it, he wouldn’t bring it up. It wouldn’t connect them back together. And you wanna know something?
His denial would have had to be approved by Harry and his team.
Yep, this isn’t just Louis spouting a denial for promo off his own back. This is in collaboration with Harry’s team. With Harry’s fame and this linking them together in a way that will affect his fandom and bring him a large amount of publicity that he may not want, it needs to be approved by his team.
This isn’t just a random person claiming to have slept with Harry, it’s not a random person spouting some bullshit about Harry… his team don’t care about a lot of rumours. They let them slide because some of them just aren’t big enough or scandalous enough to care about, and it keeps him in the headlines. But the Larry thing goes waaaaay back. It makes people become larries and dig into it when this shit is online. It jeopardises Harry’s current stunt. It threatens to out him and a long line of massively important music industry professionals. It’s been an ongoing thing for like 13 years now.
Harry doesn’t comment on it, because he doesn’t need to. He doesn’t need more promo. He doesn’t want to jeopardise his image that hints that he’s queer. It doesn’t affect Louis’ image to that degree due to previous stunts and denials.
So… yeah.
Harry’s team approved the denial. Louis approved to be asked about it and released it as edited and pre recorded for promo as soon as he left LATAM. It’s rehearsed. Let’s push on and keep this all in mind.
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infamously known as sonder, is a fictional record label located in seoul, south korea that was created back in september of 2015. the story behind the company starts with its founder and ceo, augustus kim. before owning his own label, augustus originally got his start as an idol in the senior boy group 14U that's still signed underneath ideal music til this day. he was one of the more favorable members in the lineup, a common face that was displayed across advertisements for numerous brands and products. that was until a known saesang of the group revealed a video of augustus standing in the vip section of a packed nightclub snorting a line of coke off the railing of the second story balcony. it wasn't even a week later when ideal announced his removal from 14U with no statement coming from augustus himself, the now fired idol going into hiding in 2010.
rumors of augustus returning back to the industry started when his fans, desperately trying to find a sign of life from him, found out his uncle, kwon byungho, had began going on a silent press tour in an attempt to clear augustus' name in mid 2013. no one knew why, some theorizing it was out of familiar love, but later on his intentions became very clear when byungho revealed he was planning on opening up his own music label in early 2014 with the assistance of his nephew. clearly not a lot of people were on board with this idea as former idol was heavily blacklisted from the industry but byungho knew how to get him sympathy. which is why, on january 1st of 2015, augustus did an hour long interview with a mildly popular journalist detailing his struggles with mental health and road to recovery. it was safe to say that his plan worked, as soon many words of encouragement and forgiveness flooded his searches while some comments still reminded him that he'll never come back from this.
not many people knew what to expect from sonder records when it officially opened up. trainees came in low numbers and many articles were written exclaiming that the two men wouldn't last much longer in the industry. thankfully their luck changed for the better - or worse - when the label signed their first artist who was known for battling a drug addiction as well. because of this, sonder soon became a home for the musicians who felt ostracized because of their urges and addictions. many even went on record to say that augustus was one of the most understanding and patient people they've ever worked with. his uncle? not so much.
as of 2024, sonder has been dominating the indie, rock, and hip-hop scene thanks to their growing roster of artists. while everything seems to be fine on the surface, small rumors of enabling, violence, and mistreatment had come about but they were seemingly ignored or acknowledged but not cared about; a lot of onlookers assumed the label was going to crash and burn any moment now so these allegations were nothing new. still, sonder records is continuing to surpass all expectations and they're looking forward to remaining a safe space for many more years to come.
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FOUNDED ⠀ September, 2015.
CEO ⠀ Kwon Byungho.
FOUNDER ⠀ Kwon Byungho &. Augustus Kim.
HEADQUARTERS ⠀ Gangnam-dong, Seoul, South Korea.
INDUSTRY ⠀ Music, Entertainment.
OPERATES AS ⠀ Record Label, Talent Agency, Music Production Company, Event Management and Concert Production Company, ⠀&.⠀ Music Publishing House.
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