Mint sees her favorite Dinosaur #MintoLive (SOUND WARNING 🎧❌)

mint finds her locker in the original Half-Life #MintoLive

Not Jennifer Lopez using huda’s sound😭 I know huda... is gon freak out when she sees the icons using her sound😂😂show more

Notepad.exe is already my favorite SwiftUI cratchbook where I... keep experimenting and save ideas for later #notepadexe 🎧 sound on! I'm proud of this oneshow more

What does it sound like to say goodbye to... your daughter on her first day of school? - - - - 🎧#DoppioVP "Farewell Voice" STORE LINK⤵️show more

This is my favorite part. Pointy beard guy sees... Kristi trying to turn him into another one of her puppies and steps out of the line of fire. 😂show more

Blay and Kan (I hope YeosM likes this animation... if he sees it, I hope he doesn’t get angry, I love her very much.) Definitely my favorite couple. 💗 #yeosmshow more

havana rose liu shares her four favorite movies with... letterboxd. • pina (2011) • chungking express (1994) • my neighbor totoro (1988) • the sound of music (1965)show more

Happy Halloween!! 🎃 It looks like Lucille has a... sudden surprise attack from a very cute vampire who wants her blood~! ... Wait, what voice? I-I didn't add something...! (Sound Warning!!!) EEEHHHHH?!?! #ryona #リョナshow more

Billie asked #JENNIE what’s her favorite song to see... in the car. JENNIE: “Birds of a Feather…” BILLIE: “Shut up” JENNIE: *explains why* BILLIE: “I love that… You’re silly…” They sound like friends banter. 😭show more

Seedance 2.0 is now live on our website. ⚠️... Warning: The following video is extremely unsettling. If you’re sensitive to horror content, consider watching without sound or skipping it. prompt： one-take cinematic horror scene, old apartment hallway at night, one young woman holding a phone light, slow tracking shot, tense silence. first step: ceiling light suddenly goes out, brief blackout, light returns, hallway seems normal. second step: light goes out again, slightly longer blackout, faint strange sound, light returns, bathroom door is now more open, her breathing becomes faster. third step: she hesitates in fear, then takes one more step, longest blackout, eerie low laugh in darkness, light snaps back on, a pale inhuman figure is suddenly standing motionless directly in front of her face, intense dread, cut to black. realistic, oppressive, restrained, psychological horror, cold green and dirty yellow lighting, shallow depth of field, film grain, high-end horror movie quality.show more

✨🔔🗝️🔮 The Night Emissary’s Hollow Adventure is a go!... 🔮🗝️🔔✨ I am beyond ecstatic to announce I’m the English acting & singing voice of Lucia (the GOAT 🐐🌟) and her child form in Zenless Zone Zero 2.3!!! After voicing Mevorakh and Isolde it’s such an honor to be brought back to voice a playable character and I have so much love for her and her story, I hope you’ll enjoy it just as much! 💖 These sessions became extra special since my love Jason Armstrong recently started working as an engineer for Sound Cadence and we got to record pretty much all of Lucia’s content together from our own home studio including SC’s first ZZZ English singing session for the song “Hide and Seek”. 🥰🎧🎙️ Eternally grateful to Zenless Zone Zero, miHoYo, Sound Cadence Studios, Amber Lee Connors, Alexis Tipton, Molly Zhang, Mark Allen, Jr., Dawn M. Bennett 🔜 Anirevo Vancouver, Patrick Morphy for this superduper special experience. 🙏show more

The last ticket and the dream GPT Image 2... and Seedance on Pollo AI Prompt : Pixar-Inspired 3D Animated World Cup 2026 Story Create a cinematic Pixar-style 3D animated short about a passionate young football fan whose biggest dream is to attend a FIFA World Cup match. A cheerful girl spends years saving coins in a jar labeled "World Cup." Show emotional montages of her adding spare change, counting her savings late at night, watching football highlights on TV, and imagining herself inside a giant stadium. Finally, World Cup match day arrives. She proudly wears her favorite team's jersey, wraps a scarf around her neck, and heads toward a massive World Cup stadium surrounded by thousands of excited fans waving flags and singing chants. Her eyes sparkle as she sees the stadium for the first time. At the ticket booth, disaster strikes. A giant sign reads: SOLD OUT Her smile disappears. She checks her savings again. Too late. No tickets remain. Heartbroken, she sits alone outside the stadium gates while thousands of fans enter. The atmosphere grows louder. Stadium lights illuminate the sky. Chants echo from inside. She watches families and supporters celebrating while she remains outside holding her jar of savings. Kickoff approaches. The stadium roars. Tears begin to form. Just when all hope seems lost, a kind football fan notices her sadness. He walks over and reveals something incredible: An extra World Cup ticket. The girl freezes. She can't believe it. Her eyes widen with excitement. She thanks him and runs toward the entrance as fast as she can. The gates open. She enters the stadium just as the players walk onto the pitch. The crowd erupts. Fireworks explode. Flags wave everywhere. The girl stands completely speechless as she sees the glowing stadium from inside for the very first time. As the match begins, she joins thousands of fans singing, cheering, and celebrating together. The game becomes everything she imagined and more. Every goal, every chant, every moment feels magical. Final cinematic shot: the girl standing among thousands of fans under dazzling stadium lights, holding her ticket close to her heart while fireworks burst above the arena. On-screen Text: "Sometimes one act of kindness can make a dream come true." Final Frame Text: THE LAST TICKET "Some dreams are worth waiting for." Pixar-quality 3D animation, emotional storytelling, expressive facial animation, cinematic camera movement, massive World Cup stadium atmosphere, vibrant crowd energy, golden-hour arrival, night stadium lighting, confetti, fireworks, emotional music, ultra-detailed rendering, movie-quality visuals, smooth scene transitions, 16:9 widescreen.show more

Listen up! You see this little red fuzzy land... shark crawling across the dirt? That’s the Red Velvet Ant, aka the Cow Killer (Dasymutilla occidentalis). First off, it’s not even an ant. It’s a wingless female wasp. She looks like a rejected Muppet with bright orange-red velvet fur on black armor, strutting through sandy fields and open grass like she pays rent. No wings, just attitude and a stinger longer than some of y’all’s attention spans. Funny facts you didn’t know you needed: • Her sting is ranked #3 on the Schmidt Pain Index. They call it “Cow Killer” because legend says it’s painful enough to drop a full-grown cow. (Spoiler: It won’t kill the cow, but that cow will be filing complaints for weeks.) • She squeaks like a pissed-off rubber duck when mad. She rubs her segments together to make this ridiculous warning sound before she lights you up. • Parasitoid queen: She sneaks into bumblebee nests, lays eggs on the larvae, and her kids eat the bee babies alive from the inside. That’s some horror movie shit right there. • Males? Total freeloaders with wings. They can’t sting, just fly around looking pretty while the girls do all the heavy lifting (and stinging). • Thick exoskeleton, runs fast, bright warning colors,this thing is basically a tiny, fuzzy tank with anger issues. Pro tip: If you spot one, admire from a distance like a museum piece. Step on it barefoot and you’ll be doing the “Cow Killer Dance,” hopping, cussing, and questioning every life choice that led you there. Nature’s out here making velvet-covered nightmares and y’all still scared of house spiders.show more

I think this Japanese ARMY is just so adorable.... At first, I thought she was Korean because her Korean is so fluent. She said she spent years learning Korean because she wanted to make Taehyung smile one day. Since then, she has created many ARMY vlogs in Korean. I hope her sweet and thoughtful heart reaches Taehyung someday. ✨🙏 "I really wanted to film my favorite song (Into the Sun), which Taetae made, in a place where I can finally see Taetae again after such a long time. So my friend and I worked hard and filmed this video. To make sure people wouldn't mistake us for suspicious people, we started filming at Tokyo Dome early in the morning when no one was around, lol. The excitement of wondering, 'Will Taetae watch this?' and the excitement of knowing that I'll be able to see Taetae from now on make this time feel like a real treasure too. I hope Taetae sees this and smiles, even just a little. 🧸🩷 Taetae, thank you so much for this really wonderful song." #태형 #뷔 #아미로그show more

Is this already Bangladesh❓ ❌TMC MLA Rafiqur Rahaman is... now asking to shut off light and sound during namaaz. ❌Ever since Mamata Banerjee came to power, such statements have become common. ‼️Let us be very clear 👉🏻Rafiqur Rahaman dares to say this because his constituency has more than 45% of the vote bank, so he no longer cares about Bengali Hindus. 👉🏻Mamata Banerjee is following the same playbook across Bengal. 👉🏻The percentage of Bengali Hindus has already fallen from 78% during Independence to 67%, and the day is not far when with her policy of settling Bangladeshi vote banks in Bengal, this number will fall to 50%. Today they are telling us to stop Durga Puja celebrations for namaaz. Tomorrow they will ask us to stop everything for Friday prayers. Soon we will have to take permission to celebrate our own festivals in our own land. This is not just politics. This is a direct attack on Bengali culture, Bengali identity and Bengali pride. Demographic change is the biggest threat to Bengali Hindus. We already left our homes and properties once in East Bengal, today’s Bangladesh. Where will we go now? UP? Bihar?show more

Be honest... When nobody sees you, who is really... in charge? There is the version we present to the world, and the one that operates 'behind the scenes'... or more like... behind the consciousness. For example, what does your 'inner voice' sound like? Is it a mean Mıstress that is hard to please? Or maybe a highly controlling one, that does not let you do any mistakes without punishment... And how about the way you 'obey' her? Are you a little brat that constantly defies her authority? Or who seeks to please her at all cost, even if it comes at the expense of your own well-being? We all have parts of us that see to either sabotage us or keep us in line. We all have an invisible contract operating at all times. And on March 26, Julieta Chiara and I will be decoding this contract together, exploring both polarities of the hidden infrastructure of the ongoing power exchange that dictates our reality. This intimate conversation will reveal where we let ourselves down and self-sabotage, as much as how we can take our power back in any situation. Here is the link😘 (open to all). I am looking forward to expose to you the architecture of a concept I have been working with for years and that both Julieta and I integrate in our work and our life.show more

Roscoe had been waiting beside that front door every... afternoon for almost nine years. He knew the sound of Frank Miller’s mail truck, the squeak of its brakes, and the two quick taps Frank always gave the brass mailbox before walking up the porch. Frank never hurried past the house, even on busy days. He would hand over the mail, scratch the boxer under the chin, and pull a broken dog biscuit from his jacket pocket. Roscoe usually heard him before anyone inside did. Then Frank’s route changed without warning. For the first few days, Roscoe still ran to the porch when another truck turned onto the street. He would sit up straight, watch the sidewalk, and wait for the familiar man in the faded blue cap. When someone else came up the path, his tail would slow and he would look past them toward the road. The new carrier, Teresa, had worked with Frank for years. She knew about the illness that had taken him off the route, and she knew he had died before getting the chance to say goodbye to many of the people he saw every week. She also knew about Roscoe. Frank had talked about the boxer at the little white house more than once. He called him his most dependable customer because Roscoe was waiting in every kind of weather, even when the mailbox was empty. Weeks passed, but the routine at the house never changed. Roscoe still took his place near the door each afternoon, and Teresa started noticing that he never watched her hands or the mail. His attention stayed on the street behind her. One day, she stopped before reaching the porch. Roscoe had been looking back through the glass door, but the sound of her steps made him turn quickly. Teresa walked closer and asked, “You were waiting for Frank again, weren’t you?” Roscoe stood and came toward her slowly. When she lowered herself beside him, he leaned his gray muzzle against her shoulder and stayed there. “I know, sweetheart,” she whispered as she rubbed his neck. “I miss him too.” After that, Roscoe still watched the road, but he also began meeting Teresa halfway down the porch. She never tried to replace Frank, and maybe that was why the dog eventually made room for her. Do you think Roscoe understood why Frank stopped coming, or was he still waiting for those same footsteps?show more

A FULL ANIME FIGHT SCENE GENERATED WITH AI. AND... THE PROMPT IS PUBLIC. Higgsfield just open-sourced its Originals: their flagship in-house productions are now fully transparent. For every video you can see: → the full prompt → every reference (image and audio) → the exact generation settings: model, quality, resolution This clip has a creature transformation, two-character fight choreography, slow motion, even pink blood to dodge the gore. All described in a single prompt you can copy, reproduce or remix as is. Full prompt: "Girll with blue hair and guy with black hair enters empty classroom at dusk, red-orange sky bleeding through tall windows, desks and chairs overturned and scattered with loose papers on the floor; the black-bob girl in a white sailor uniform with blue collar sits collapsed against the wall beneath the blackboard, knees drawn up, sweat soaking her bangs, shoulders convulsing in short spasms, one hand pressed to her stomach, breath ragged and wet. Blue-haired girl in a navy school blazer and pleated skirt enters first through the sliding door, kusarigama scythe held low at her side, blade catching the red window-light; black-haired boy in an open-collar white shirt and loosened tie follows a beat behind, war hammer resting on his shoulder, smirk fading as he sees the sick girl. Camera pushes in low and fast toward the collapsed girl, handheld micro-shake, then whip-pans to the two arrivals freezing in the doorway. The sick girl's spine arches unnaturally, a wet tearing sound as her skin splits along the shoulder blades, bone spurs punching outward, extra eyelids blistering open across her collarbone and cheeks — camera holds in a static wide as the transformation escalates, cutting to tight inserts of individual eyes opening one by one along her growing arms, her school uniform shredding as the body doubles then triples in mass, clawed feet cracking the floorboards, her head deforming into a horned, skull-white cranium ringed with curved fangs, one massive central eye where her face used to be, remnants of the blue collar-ribbon still hanging from a warped throat. She rises to full monster height, towering over the desks, guttural roar rattling the windows. Blue-haired girl plants her feet and swings the scythe up into guard as the boy drops the hammer off his shoulder into a two-handed grip; camera does a fast 180-degree orbit around both of them as they charge. Dutch-angle low shot as the boy closes distance first, hammer swinging in a wide horizontal arc into the monster's leg — impact throws him sideways through a row of desks, wood splintering, into the side wall, plaster cracking around his body, hard cut to his grunt and a slow recovery push off the wall. Blue-haired girl vaults over the wreckage, scythe trailing a whip of motion blur, camera speed-ramping into slow motion as the curved blade connects across the monster's forearm — hot pink ichor sprays in thick arcing ribbons instead of red blood, droplets suspended mid-air in the slowed frame, blade sound a wet metallic tear. Monster backhands her mid-recovery, camera whip-pans to follow her body slamming into the blackboard, chalk dust exploding outward, board cracking down the middle. Rapid cross-cutting: low hero-angle on the boy re-entering with a rising hammer strike into the monster's exposed ribcage-like plating, close slow-mo insert on the point of impact as bone-white shards and pink fluid burst outward; over-the-shoulder shot from the monster's height looking down as both fighters flank it from opposite sides. Girl's scythe hooks into the monster's shoulder joint, camera locked tight on her straining grip and gritted teeth as she wrenches it downward, boy's hammer following through into the same joint a half-second later — impact sound layered, thick and final, monster's roar breaking into a low collapsing groan as its mass folds inward and it drops to its knees then face-first into the floor in a slow, weighty fall, camera pulling back and up into a wide static shot of the wrecked classroom settling into stillness. Both fighters stand over the fallen mass, weapons lowering, chests heaving, camera slowly circling them at floor level; blue-haired girl wipes pink fluid off her cheek with the back of her wrist and starts laughing between breaths, boy lets the hammer head drop to the floor with a thud and laughs too, leaning against a desk, both grinning, exhausted, shoulder-checking each other, red dusk light still pouring through the cracked windows. Ambient sound throughout: creaking wood, scattering papers, cracking plaster, wet impact foley, labored breathing, the monster's guttural vocalizations, ending on genuine breathless laughter. Render risk: full-body transformation sequence may render as a static morph or skip frames — fallback to hard-cutting between three discrete transformation stages rather than one continuous morph if the engine smooths it into mush. Risk: pink blood may drift toward red under default color grading — reinforce with explicit magenta-pink hue callouts at each blood beat. Risk: multi-character wide fight choreography may merge the two fighters' silhouettes in wide shots — favor alternating single-subject framing over simultaneous two-shot action if clarity fails." Made with Seedance 2.0 on Higgsfield AI Full open-sourced prompts & assets below👇show more

Your baby knows your voice, even before they enter... the world. As the senses activate between 24-26 weeks of gestation, the tone of our own mothers’ voice is one of the very first things we experience as humans (second only to her heartbeat, most likely). And a whole host of research (which you’ll be able to learn about in my next book, Wonderment) documents their recognition of - and preference for - mom’s voice while still in utero. But my favorite study on this topic measured this preference in the days immediately following birth. Using a specially rigged electronic pacifier, researchers established a baseline rate of sucking for each participating infant… then they inserted a new variable. When the newborns began sucking faster than their baseline, a recording of their own mother’s voice (reading a story) was activated. If they began to suck more slowly, a stranger’s voice would read the same passages. 80% of the children in the study successfully modified their behavior to hear their own mother’s voice. The next day these kids were brought back to try again, only this time the situation was reversed. This time to hear their mother they had to suck more slowly. And after some experimentation, 100% successfully modified their behaviors to privilege the sweetest sound they knew: their own mom’s voice. I loved this video from the Leslie Rodriguez on IG that shows baby’s response at 3 weeks. Rest assured she knew and loved your voice even before you met!show more

The “I never wanted any of this to be... public or content” Lie, A Timeline I never wanted any of this to come out. Except I actually mean that. It’s embarrassing, it’s trashy, and it’s the opposite of how I want to present myself publicly. I stayed silent for months while lie after lie was spun about me behind the scenes because I didn’t want to air private, messy moments from a relationship I genuinely cared about. I stayed silent out of fear, because I was told no one would believe me because he would be blindly believed on his large platform. In one of our very last conversations before I blocked him everywhere mid-October, he threatened to do a show on me, contact my employer, and “turn me into the next Lindsey”. Why? Because I didn’t want to continue apologizing to him for the 300th time about venting to someone I thought was a friend. I stayed silent because of these threats. But after Wednesday, after Chelsea posted the private video Aidan gave her, (the same one he threatened me with directly back on 10/2), and after the gaslighting, I don’t have a choice anymore. So here is the timeline. Here are the receipts. Here is what actually happened. September-October 2025- I Stayed Silent Through Months of Smear Campaigns For months, several creators repeated the same false narrative that “Aidan never said a bad word about Meredith.” Jess. Glarer. Auntie Deb. Kim. Ray from Dallas. Others. Meanwhile, Aidan was: • Badmouthing me privately and encouraging others to do so publicly, • Texting Joe “Flipperhead” entire paragraphs trashing me, • Aidan knew Joe would leak them (and even bragged on a stream that he did exactly that so he’d leak them), • Sending Jess Machado after me for months on her large platform, • Directing people behind the scenes to paint me as a villain. • Sending random people who supported me DMs to change their mind (yes Aidan, not everyone is fooled by your bullshit and they came right to me). I ignored all of it. I said nothing. I stayed silent through daily lies because I didn’t want to call more attention to it or face Aidan’s wrath. November 2025 -The Rumors About “March 4” and Joe Flipperhead Flips to Team Aidan Aidan texted Joe his entire made-up version weeks ago. Joe circulated those texts on purpose. Joe threatened me with posting a video montage of mine and Aidan’s private texts. Joe is a pussy so he eventually had Kristy post it for him. Creators discussed it publicly without me ever responding. I STILL didn’t defend myself. November 26-27, 2025- Ratchet Chelsea: The Full 48 Hour Meltdown 11/26/25— The Unprovoked Attack & The March 4 Video On Tuesday night, Chelsea came out of nowhere and launched herself straight at me, accusing me of all kinds of conspiracies from harassment to the horrific crime of sending a friend request, which is explained in vivid detail in the below post (she’s since gone somewhat viral, love this for her!) She spent the next 24 hours thoroughly embarrassing herself and the moment anyone challenged her story even slightly, she did what she always does: she imploded. Her accusations spiraled into her posting the March 4 video. On 11/26/25 at 11:08 PM, Chelsea posted the first clip–a blanket, context-less snippet of me drunk saying something I immediately apologized for the next morning. At 11:50 PM, I responded because at that point, I had no choice. 11/27/25— The 9-Minute Backpedal Then on Thanksgiving, Aidan tried to save face by posting that he “didn’t want the video to be public.” And like clockwork, nine minutes later, Chelsea came charging into the comments like a Temu-sponsored bat out of hell, scrambling to apologize, trying to rewrite reality so it looked like he didn’t send her to do it. It was panicked, sloppy damage control. An amateur quality cover-up attempt that only made it more obvious how coordinated this all was. She wasn’t apologizing because she grew a conscience. She was apologizing because she got caught doing exactly what she’d been primed to do. I wonder if Aidan called her “you should’ve waited at least 20 minutes, dumbass!!!”. Not too bright that Chelsea. I can only imagine the regrets he must have for utilizing someone with the IQ of a pencil to do his dirty work. The Coordination Between Aidan & Chelsea Is Obvious Chelsea had virtually NO followers Wednesday morning. Aidan was one of the first. We’re supposed to believe someone with 150k followers just stumbled on an account that starts posting HIS private messages and HIS private videos? Kk. Aidan commented on her posts that same day, clearly encouraging it, continuing to this day, all while pretending he's not directing it. Kk. She confirmed in my DMs back on 11/6 that she and Aidan were aligned. And she literally wrote at 4:04 AM that she had “proof,” videos & screenshots she would release if I didn’t “stop calling” her, calls she still hasn’t produced a single shred of proof of. Then yesterday within 9 minutes of his post, she writes: “Sorry for going rogue, Aidan, I hope you don’t hate my guts.” Going rogue? From WHAT? Who gave you the material in the first place? The coordination is obvious to anyone with functioning brain cells. The “I never wanted this public” lie Aidan’s post yesterday claimed he “never wanted this to be public.” He’s been threatening me for months behind the scenes to post the infamous video. To do a show on me. To send things to others to weaponize against me. If this were true, why did he instruct Chelsea to post it? Why did he share it with Jess Machado to threaten me with for the last month? Why did he share it with Joe Flipperhead, and God knows who else? If he didn’t want it public, he wouldn’t have shared it with anyone, let alone the girl I caught him cheating with. The timeline is clear– Chelsea posted a video at 11:08 pm on Thanksgiving Eve, I responded at 11:50 out of self defense. He leaked first. He escalated first. He weaponized it first. Trying to rewrite that now is gaslighting, pure and simple. The “Meredith accused him of abuse” narrative is FALSE My actions tell the truth: • I never went to police. • I never filed anything. • I never told anyone he hit me. • I never repeated it. • I apologized the next day. • We stayed together for FOUR more months after that night. • He called me 100+ times some days, even indicating he’d end his life if we broke up. If he believed I was “dangerous,” his actions would have said that. They didn’t. The only reason this is public now is because HE leaked it. Actions > drunk slurred words said because a camera was shoved in my face when I asked him repeatedly to stop filming and to leave. The Wilbur Theatre Rumors—Let’s get petty for a second. This is another topic I’m cringing at discussing but we can thank Aidan for since he shared our sexual messages with Joe Flipperhead. And since some people (Auntie Deb, sweetie, this means you) insist on pushing their Dollar Store fan-fiction about the Wilbur Theatre night, let’s actually walk through what happened, using facts instead of whatever drug-induced hallucinations you’ve been spinning this week. The rumor goes like this- I was “mad at Aidan because we didn’t hook up,” and to “prove” it, they trot out a cherry-picked text where I said I wanted to hook up, he didn’t answer, and the next morning I said I was drunk and sorry. And somehow this has been spun into me being desperate, obsessed, or pining like a background character in a teenage soap opera. Adorable. Wrong, but adorable. Here’s the real plot twist-Aidan and I had already been together literally two days earlier, and shocker-that was initiated by him, not me. I didn’t just “show up at the Wilbur”. He invited me to come to the after party at Encore knowing I had a wedding earlier in the night. I wanted to see my friends there who I actually met to go with. This wasn’t a surprise, it was planned ahead of time. The “I was drunk, sorry” message wasn’t heartbreak. It wasn’t longing. It was me politely tapping the brakes because I didn’t even want to entertain whatever bad path it could lead us back down. And then? He texted me asking about my brother’s wedding, how I am, etc. I ignored him for a full week. Until I had no choice but to speak to him about MereNeill. That silence, from me, is what triggered his latest meltdown. Not mine. His. So no, Auntie Deb, your version isn’t “a different perspective.” It’s just wrong. Like wildly, hilariously, not-even-in-the-ballpark wrong. But sure, keep spinning fanfic if it makes your livestreams feel more exciting. I realize it’s probably been awhile since you’ve had any action since you’ve let yourself go so badly, so you live vicariously through others. Recap For MONTHS I ignored: • the texts he sent Joe to leak • the smear campaign • the creators parroting lies • the behind-the-scenes messages • the insinuations I hacked him and even shared revenge porn • the constant coordinated attacks • the threats of “turning me into the next Lindsey” • his warning that everyone would believe him because of his platform • the threats to contact my employer I didn’t clap back, didn’t retaliate, didn’t respond. But Wednesday, when Chelsea dumped the video he gave her, the same video she threatened weeks ago to drop, AND he posted pretending he didn’t want this all out? That was the line. They chose the nuclear option. And last night's gaslighting grift was just the icing on the cake. Now I’m responding with facts in pure self-defense. Conclusion/Message for Temu Storm This entire mess could have stayed private. I wanted it to stay private. But when someone leaks your private moments, lies about your intentions, weaponizes your past, and coordinates an online attack, you either let the false narrative stand or you defend yourself. I’m choosing to defend myself with receipts, not gossip. With timelines, not “he said.” With evidence, not weaponized drunk clips. And then there’s Aidan’s favorite delusion. The claim that I was ‘working with Karen behind the scenes’ or ‘conspiring with her to get him in trouble for the recording.’ That could not be further from the truth. I didn’t even know he had recorded her until after she already knew about it herself. I wasn’t working with her, plotting with her, or communicating with her about it. She and I have always been friendly, but we didn’t even discuss the recording until it started leaking and Joe Flipperhead went feral on Twitter. Meanwhile, Aidan spent weeks screaming at me, accusing me of being some kind of secret double agent, like he was trying to create the betrayal he was terrified of. Almost a self-fulfilling prophecy. And here’s the reality: in the last few weeks, after he’s gone fully scorched earth on me, I have talked to her, and I support her 100%. The things he’s done to her over the past couple years, and the way he twisted it all for his followers, is the exact same manipulation I lived through. I’m not going into her details because that’s her story to tell… but let’s just say I have a feeling you’ll be hearing it sooner rather than later. The lie that Aidan never wanted this to be public is just laughable at this point. Who are we kidding? He's been foaming at the mouth for months to make this content where he can play the victim, as usual. And since this week has apparently become “Let’s All Fixate on Meredith Week,” let me address the content-creator sideshow, too. Some of you are strangers, while some I actually considered my friends. It’s shocking but not shocking how quickly you all flip a switch and follow your captain’s orders. Ray from Dallas spent his Sunday foaming at the mouth in a hostile little video about me, all bark, no substance. I saw it. I’m not intimidated. Mostly, I’m embarrassed for you. Then there’s Will, who’s gone on multiple streams calling me “crazy” and pretending he’s scared of me, despite me being nothing but nice to him. Why? Because he thinks I was the first one to tell Karen he heard the recording, which he absolutely did (unless Aidan is lying about who he played it for, but we know he’s actually telling the truth on this for once). She was informed of it the very next day, which is why she called you and you know this. This was two full days before I was even aware of a call at all. Will, for someone with your track record, maybe sit the “women are dangerous” narrative out. You’re not fooling anyone. I’m staring at 15 pages of police reports and no, it’s not all “things you’ve owned up for in the past”. You know this. Again, I’d take a very large seat here. And my personal favorite-Auntie Deb, who decided to spice up his Spaces on Thanksgiving by accusing me of distributing revenge p*rn with zero evidence, zero screenshots, zero anything. Accusing me of killing a turtle yesterday. A completely fabricated felony tossed around like it’s gossip hour at the bingo hall. Considering your own professional history, James, I’d hope you of all people would understand how catastrophic false accusations can be, but apparently not. I wonder if you’ll have that same enthusiasm when the topic is you. TBD. I’ll wait for that retraction about revenge p*rn, animal abuse, etc. Ball’s in your court hun. And of course, there’s Jessica Machado, who’s been grinding this axe for months like it’s her full-time personality. Hos long did you cry when Chelsea beat you to the punch with that video? Don’t worry hun, there’s more but she didn’t post it because it’s not great for your fairytale. Since you reported my last post, I'll leave the rest up for your imagination. You’ve been so obsessed with me for so long that you can’t even keep your own narratives straight anymore. I love this so much for you. Let me be crystal clear–I am done being all of your punching bag. You love to spin this narrative that I’m this dangerous person. You’d think you’d lay off from constantly f*cking with me if you truly believed that. I would genuinely love for this nonsense to stop. But that requires ALL of you to stop manufacturing drama, stop lying, and stop weaponizing made-up crimes for clicks. And if they want to keep going? I’ve got plenty of content for many seasons to come.show more