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- Louis followed and unfollowed JEDWARD on twitter and update accounts reported it. He brought attention to them.
- JEDWARD who was an Xfactor contestant and under Modest! and SYCO went on twitter and basically exposed alllll the shit they went through
- they also talked about 1D and Little Mix’s contract and they got sent 1Ds contract on accident
Here are some of their tweets
- Jaiden Micheal, spoke up too. He was in a relationship with one of the members of the band JLS who were under SYCO and Modest.
- In the past couple months as we all know, Rebecca Ferguson exposed them too. She was a contestant on the same Xfactor season as 1D, has been working to expose everything she and others went through in the industry and under her management.
- Now, another contestant from 2010 Xfactor, Cher Lloyd has begun to expose them. she posted a tiktok singing about her own experience in the music industry. She liked comments saying that the lyrics come from personal experience
So to recap:
- Louis wanted to bring attention to the artist exposing SYCO and Modest
- 4 artists under SYCO and Modest have exposed them and 3 have mentioned One Directions and Little Mix directly saying they got it worst of all
- It is confirmed that SYCO and Modest force LGBTQ+ artists in the closet. 2 people have now mentioned “certain boy band members” not allowed to come out.
- because of their fucked up contracts, One Direction and Little Mix will most likely never be able to expose their full story with management
This is why the brushing aside of colonization because “well that was my ancestors not me” doesn’t work. You still benefit from it. You still perpetuate the effects of it. If white people weren’t like their ancestors? They would give these people their land back and let them decide how to move forward.
Denying them housing on their own land? Being in a position to do that? Is certainly as colonizer as it gets. You are living your ancestors dreams.
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Warnings: Fluffy smut, slight dom Steve, language, 18+ ONLY
A/N: dedicated to the anon who said she needed fluffy Steve smut so that she could get out of her bed. Hope you feel better hon <3
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“And what do you bet?” Thor asked you, stacking other’s money in the center of the table. It wasn’t game night yet, but since no one wanted to go out you lot pulled out a few board games. It was going great until the betting started, because the Avengers just can’t play like normal broke people. You had like an amateur lost all your cash in the last round of poker, and now sitting around some stupid board game with pictures and dices, you were the only one who was penniless. Everyone else had tossed on hundreds of dollars and looked at you curiously.
“I bet my pussy” You said at last and a hush fell around the table. For the first time tonight, you were glad to be the only woman present. The reaction you received from the men was very flattering.
A/N: Hello everyone! So recently I’ve become absolutely obsessed with both @navybrat817 and @stargazingfangirl18 who both write absolutely amazing stuff and I want to be them when I grow up. So when I found lout Siri was doing a 5k writing challenge i figured i’d throw my hat in the ring and maybe get out of this depression writing slump.
So I decided to make a vey very very! Soft! Dark Andy Barber x Reader. Seriously it’s like Dark Light lol. But I hope you all like it! I hope to do another one before the month is over but let’s see shall we?
Also this not proof read by anyone other than me and I tend to make alot of mistakes.
WARNINGS: Sexual Situations (18+ ONLY), Overstimulation, possessive Andy, deeply jealous Andy, Oral sex (F Receiving), Vaginal sex.
Other warnings include very mediocre writing.
*Gifs are NOT mine, credit for the gif is in the TAGS*
Word count: 1484
He watched you from a distance as he continued talking with his fellow associates, making sure to keep a watchful eye on you as you chatted with the wives. He smirked to himself knowing you must be bored out of your mind, but you did it for him and he loved you for it.
Suddenly though, Andy watched as Neil Logiudice approached you from behind, putting a hand on your arm. You seemed startled for a minute and then smiled, putting your hand on top of his and Andy saw red.
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A/N: I saw a pic that sparked the idea for this fic and then I listened to Moonlight and it all fell into place. Let me know if you like it!
The alarm clock shone bright on your tired eyes as they blinked open. 1:59 a.m. The numbers were an angry red, spilling a dim light across Spencer’s side of the bed. As your eyes continued to adjust you reached your arms out to cuddle your boyfriend closer to fall back asleep but your hands just caught empty air, flopping down on the bed next to you.
You sat up slowly trying to take in your surroundings. It was then that you saw a band of light peaking from under the door. You sighed, he must not be able to sleep again. He wrapped up a case yesterday that hit him and the team pretty hard.
You swung your legs off the bed and headed to the door. You looked down at your self to see you were in a long sweatshirt of Spencer’s with some long fuzzy socks but that this hour you figured no visitors would be around. You opened it and sleepily padded your way down the hall to the living room, your sock covered feet barely making a noise. You began to hear piano notes as you rounded the corner.
There sitting at the piano was Spencer. His hair was in a glorious disarray as usual and his flannel pants and white t shirt were rumpled from laying in bed. You stilled your movements as soon as you saw him.
Leaning against the wall you took in the beautiful sight before you. Spencer in his own world. He was sat on the wooden piano bench in front of the piano, hands delicately flying across the keys. You could see that even though he was exhibiting his usual bad posture, he seemed relaxed. You would bet $100 that his tongue was slightly poked out through his plump lips as he concentrated on playing the right notes.
You laid your head against the wall and slowly closed your eyes, the beautiful notes lulling your tired mind. A sour note suddenly cut through and all playing ceased.
“It sounds like you’ve been practicing. Please don’t stop.” You opened your eyes to see Spencer look up at you.
“I didn’t even hear you get up Y/N.” A lazy smile spread across his face as you slowly made your way over to him. He turned back towards the piano and the chords to a new song began to ring out into the quiet space.
You came up behind him and placed your arms on his shoulders, feeling the muscles move under the skin as his long fingers dancing across the keys.
Your arms snaked their way around his neck as you leaned down in his ear to whisper, “I like this one. What is it called?”
Spencer’s breath hitched as your own warm breath fanned over his ear. “Moonlight by Beethoven. The 1st movement.”
Your lips brushed across the shell of his ear. “I think it’s my new favorite.” You gently tugged his lobe with your teeth.
“If you keep distracting me like that I won’t be able to play it for you.” He smirked as you gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and then sat next to him on the bench.
You were memorized by his hands immediately. They had always been one of your favorite things about him. How they were so expressive as he talked, how they twirled pens as he concentrated, how they seemed to know every inch of your body and exactly how you liked to be touched. You bit your bottom lip between your teeth and looked up at Spencer’s face
He was already looking at you, a knowing twinkle behind his eyes. The longer you stared at each other as the notes rang out, the wider his pupils blew, the black irises devouring the unique hazel until there was nothing left but a sliver.
You body started to shake with anticipation. As the final note rang out, he dove in and placed his hands on your face, pulling you in for an all consuming kiss that made you both groan lowly in your throats.
You straddled him, your knees resting against his hips, his hands falling to rest on top of your thighs. You then grabbed the hairs at the nape of his neck, pulling so his head was tilted back. Spencer let out a gasp as you trailed hot, open mouthed kisses along his jaw and then down his neck.
He grabbed your hips and held you down on his lap as he ground his erection against your throbbing core. His grip was bruising but thinking about those long nimble fingers leaving evidence on your skin just spurred you on more.
Spencer’s hands trailed down your hips back to the top of your thighs but then he caught his palms on your sweatshirt slowly moving it up. His breath stuttered when he felt just skin were the band of your panties should be.
You grinned against his neck, giving a quick nip. He pushed you back onto the piano, and a few loud notes rang out into the quiet house. His movements never slowed as he continued pushing the sweater along your skin until your breast were exposed.
Spencer licked his lips before leaning forward to capture your left nipple with his mouth. He kept his large hand splayed across your right shoulder, holding you down against the piano. He sat up, admiring the large hickey he left on your breast.
His eyes suddenly caught yours and you held your breath. His left hand made its way to your pussy, leaving angry red lines in its wake as he raked his nails down your torso.
“No panties huh? Were you expecting this?” His voice came out strained and raspy, still holding your gaze.
You slowly shook your head no as his thumb found your clit and started rubbing circles.
Spencer’s right hand that was holding down your shoulder suddenly shot to your neck. His long fingers easily wrapped around it, his finger pads applying pressure to the sides of it. Your eyes grew wide and you let out another moan.
“I asked you a question sugar.” His hand never slowed its movements against your clit as his head titled to the side slightly, waiting to hear your answer.
Your mouth suddenly got dry and you licked your lips desperately. You cried out as he quickened his strokes, his eyes never leaving yours. You licked your lips again before squeaking out, “No sir.”
You squirmed against his touch making a few more harsh notes ring out as you felt the familiar feeling begin to pool in your stomach. You ground down on his hand to get more friction as he slipped his finger inside you, a second one quickly following.
Spencer leaned back as far as he could to take in the sight of you, hand still around your throat. Your eyes began to flutter closed as you got closer to your release but he shook your head slightly.
“Look me in the eyes. I want to see how good I make you feel. Be a good girl and cum on my hand.”
Your hands reached up where they been gripping his shirt to wrap around his wrist. You used the leverage to ride his fingers, breathless moans building in volume as you got closer. He suddenly hooked his fingers forward brushing deep inside you and you came undone.
His hand slowly released pressure around your neck as you cried out his name and shook in his lap. Your hands feel limply to your side and you rode out the wave.
“So pretty when you say my name like that, Y/N.”
You slowly closed your eyes and let a smile creep onto your face.
Your eyes snapped open when Spencer grabbed your hips and lifted you up, your feet landing on the floor. He stood up at the same time, the piano bench screeching across the floor as he spun you around and held your top half down against the top of the piano.
He slammed the cover shut on the keys and pulled his pajama pants and boxers down. He then pushed inside you, all the air leaving your lungs in a silent scream.
He let you adjust for a few moments before setting a quick pace, both of your moans mixing together.
“So tight sugar. Gonna be thinking about this every time I sit down to play.”
Your pushed your hips back into his, meeting every stroke. His hand continued to push down on your back, your nipples hard from being pressed against the cold wood.
Spencer’s hand trailed down, his fingers finding your clit once again. When your body instinctively jerked away from overstimulation, he pulled you back to him. “You can give me one more, right baby?”
Your hands gripped the piano and you could see your hot breath creating condensation next to your head. You whined and nodded your head yes, unable to get the words out.
Spencer decided to give you a pass and took that as a good answer. He bent over you, chest flush to your back with his lips against your ear. “Gonna fill you up. Make you mine forever, make you carry my child.” His breaths were shaky as he neared his end.
You’re eyes rolled back in pleasure as you found the strength to say, “Fill me all the way up sir, I want to have your baby!”
He let out a moan from deep within his chest and started pumping into you faster.
You both came at the same time, your name slipping past his lips with another moan. You tried catching your breath as he stepped back releasing you.
You stood up and turned around, slipping your sweater back down your body as Spencer pulled his pants up.
He grabbed your hand and pulled you into his chest for a long hug. “I love you Y/N. I really mean it when I say I want you to have my baby. You’re the perfect woman and you will be the perfect mother.”
You smiled and hugged him closer before whispering in his ear, “We are going to have to start doing a lot more of that now then aren’t we? The more chances the better.”
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it’s wrong to simp for serial killers, even if they’re played by conventionally attractive people
it’s wrong to simp for zach villa’s richard ramirez
it’s wrong to simp for ross lynch’s and evan peters’ jeffery dahmer
it’s wrong to simp for zac efron’s ted bundy
they are ACTORS recreating a true, horrible story that shouldn’t be romanticized or admired. if you like the actor, great. but i will not tolerate you writing fics about evan peters as jeffery dahmer.
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