#Civilian market

[forlinx]

Forlinx FET3588-C SoM Facilitating the Intelligent Development of Infrared Thermal Imaging

According to Maxtech International data, the global civil infrared market size will exceed 7.6 billion US dollars in 2023, and in the past four years, the infrared industry has maintained a growth rate of over 11%. Moreover, according to data from Huajing Industrial Research Institute, the market size of China's infrared thermal imaging industry reached 65.534 billion yuan in 2021.

With the development of non-cooled infrared thermal imaging technology, infrared thermal imagers have been widely used in civil applications. This statement is attributed to Huajing Industrial Research Institute.

Against this backdrop, manufacturers and institutions that specialize in the research and production of infrared thermal imaging products have begun to lay out strategies for the civilian infrared thermal imaging market, which is a blue ocean market. The breast surgery research team from Peking Union Medical College Hospital in Beijing has applied their independently developed artificial intelligence-based infrared thermal imaging system (AI-IRT) to pre-screening for breast cancer.

The team has also developed a portable AI-IRT system, which includes an infrared miniature camera connected to a smartphone, AI software, and a real-time updated infrared thermal imaging database.

When using this system for pre-screening of breast cancer, the real-time captured infrared thermal images of the breasts are uploaded to the artificial intelligence software, which then provides a risk assessment rating. The system is non-invasive, radiation-free and easy to use, and can be used in families and community health service centers for screening.

Infrared thermal imaging can be used as an electrical equipment monitoring system, which is installed around the transformer, etc. Through optical fiber transmission, the monitoring of equipment can be completed in the monitoring room. 24 hours, all-weather, full coverage of all substation power equipment for real-time monitoring of thermal distribution field, real-time grasp of equipment operation status, found abnormal temperature rise immediately alarm.

In addition to equipment monitoring, it is also widely used in substation inspection, distribution inspection, transmission and distribution cable inspection industry, so that inspectors can grasp the temperature while helping the power industry inspection work become more efficient and easier.

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[sketchyfandomgirl]

Ghost eats a lot. He has to if he wants to keep his huge physique and the demand of being able to carry almost a hundred pounds of gear at minimum and have the strength to fight his foes with the precise speed he canonically has in hand to hand as well as running as fast as fcking Captain America??

We have seen this man run through that forest in that one video??? Iykyk.

Yeah, I’m sorry to say but that man is PACKING away food like a damn horse. There’s no way that man starves himself. That’s a motherfucker who has the appetite to compete with a fucking Hobbit. He’s got a special diet of five meals per day���

[bluenpinkcastle]

20240618: the History of LEGO Castle day 170. 10193 Medieval Market Village (2009, 1619 pieces, 267 different parts) The Medieval Market Village is another of the very rare sets focusing on civilian life instead of conflict. The set has two two-story buildings with hinges so you can display the buildings as open or closed. Both buildings have a light bluish gray first floor with reddish brown highlights and the second floor of the blacksmith shop is mixed reddish brown and tan while the second floor of the inn is medium blue with reddish brown highlights. The market square itself is populated with a reddish brown cart in front of the blacksmith shop, a brick-built reddish brown tree with dark green 6x5 leaves, and several market stalls and tables. This set has eight minifigures, a white horse, and two reddish brown cows. -The first minifigure has a dark brown hood, a yellow minifigure head with light bluish gray beard, mustache, and eyebrows and sad black eyes, a reddish brown basket, a dark tan torso with dark tan arms and yellow hands, a dark brown collar, and a medium brown rope belt with a dark bluish gray pouch and patches and stitches, and reddish brown legs with a dark bluish gray belt. This minifigure also uses a reddish brown 4L pole as a walking stick. -The next minifigure has a dark brown hood, a yellow minifigures head with dark bluish gray sideburns, mustache, and eyebrows, a reddish brown torso with yellow arms and black hands and a black apron print, and plain black legs. This blacksmith has a metallic silver five-point crystal. -Another minifigure has dark tan "mop" hair, a yellow minifigure head with plain black eyebrows and smile with black eyes and white pupils, a dark tan torso with dark tan arms and yellow hands, a dark brown collar, and a medium brown rope belt with a dark bluish gray pouch and patches and stitches, and plain dark bluish gray legs. This minifigure has a trans clear wine goblet and a dark orange turkey leg (priorities ;) ) -The next minifigure has tan shoulder-length hair with a part down the middle, a yellow minifigure head with medium brown eyebrows and a black smirk, a dark tan torso with dark tan arms and yellow hands, a dark brown collar, and a medium brown rope belt with a dark bluish gray pouch and patches and stitches, and short reddish brown legs. -The first maiden has long dark brown hair pulled into a ponytail with bangs on both sides, a yellow dual-sided minifigure head with light brown eyebrows and a red lipstick smile on one side and an "ew" face with teeth on the other side, a dark green torso with yellow arms and yellow hands and a dark green corset with medium green wrap-around belt with belt pouch, and a black 2x2x2 slope as a printed dark green dress with white frills at the bottom. As any good maiden of any time period should, she carries a small dark bluish gray knife. -The next maiden as long reddish brown hair, a yellow dual-sided minifigure head with light brown eyebrows and a red lipstick smile on one side and an "ew" face with teeth on the other side, a tan front-print only torso with white arms and yellow hands tied as a front cross-lace shirt with cleavage showing, and a reddish brown 2x2x2 slope as a printed white apron with light brown "x"s. -The first crown soldier has a metallic silver axe helmet, a yellow dual-sided minifigure head with a scared print and a smirk, a dark blue torso with light bluish gray arms and yellow hands with a dark blue and medium blue checkered print and gold crown along the collar and a reddish brown belt, with light bluish gray legs with a black belt. This minifigure carries a flat silver spear. -The second crown soldier has a metallic silver axe helmet, a yellow minifigure head with cheek lines and a black straight-line goatee with chin line, a dark blue torso with light bluish gray arms and yellow hands with a dark blue and medium blue checkered print and gold crown along the collar and a reddish brown belt, with light bluish gray legs with a black belt.

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[bone-dyke]

i love how tech youtube channels uphold the police state

[lucifer5lucy]

destined to fall in love with one of the lovers who dies in the end, he writes the stories of both their love stories and the inexplicable death of his beloved.

The writer and his ex rival in love join forces to save their dearest.

In à twist of fate they become friends,and find that the person they were trying to save has been the mastermind plotting ways to kill herself and eventually achieved it.

this was due to the girl trying to escape from her lover who is discovered to have an agressive (split) personality.

after solving the mystery, normal guy saves the girl from the recurring loop of réincarnation and they both love each other Platonically, getting houses next to each other's and living the rest of their lives in ease.

Two lovers have reincarnated throughout history, destined to find each other and fall in love all over again. There’s also this third guy that reincarnates alongside them… we don’t really know what he does.

[historyofguns]

The article by Jeremy Tremp provides an in-depth review of the Springfield Armory's new Echelon 4.5F Comp pistol, highlighting its innovative features and impressive performance. Chambered in 9mm, the Echelon 4.5F Comp is designed with a built-in compensator to reduce muzzle rise and felt recoil, making for faster follow-up shots. This pistol stands out due to its Variable Interface System, enabling direct mounting of a variety of red dot optics without adapter plates, and a modular Central Operating Group chassis for easy grip module swaps. Tested with multiple types of ammunition, the Echelon 4.5F Comp demonstrated reliability and enhanced shooting accuracy, making it a robust option for firearm enthusiasts. Jeremy Rigged his Echelon with a Surefire X300 Turbo weapon light and a Vortex Defender-ST red dot sight, suggesting this setup for optimal performance. Overall, the Echelon 4.5F Comp is praised for its advanced features and precise handling, marking it as a significant addition to Springfield Armory's lineup.

[sage-reads-things]

That is WILDLY unsafe O.O What's stopping you from rolling your own feet out from under you when you try to take a step? And what's more, it doesn't look like there are any braking mechanisms on those things—you'd never be able to stop moving! You'd be forced to skate around for the entire time you're wearing them, the way a shark can't stop swimming or it'll suffocate. Sure, it gives you speed, but at what cost?

[digitalislamicguide]

Gaza Crisis: 20 Palestinians Killed in Israeli Airstrikes on Market and School

Gaza City, Palestine – In yet another tragic day for Gaza, Israeli airstrikes have killed at least 20 Palestinians, including children, after targeting a crowded market and a school sheltering displaced people. The attacks took place on Tuesday, marking a significant escalation in the ongoing conflict between Israel and Palestine. Market Attack in Deir al-Balah The first airstrike hit a busy…

[everwalldigan]

Concept: Jason sending Tim a different drug dealer’s name every month so that rich kid Tim Drake tries to make the dealer sell to him as a test if they’re truly sticking to Jason’s no selling to kids rule.

Jason has essentially killed two birds with one stone, 1. He got to identify and take out the fuckers that were still selling to kids and 2. He essentially made sure Tim could never buy anything from Gotham’s dealers. Call it his way of caring.

To anybody else, Tim just looked like another stupid rich kid who doesn’t know what they’re getting themselves into but the ruse is up when the news starts spreading that anyone who sells to Tim Drake specifically will get their ass busted by the Red Hood. So the next time Jason sees Damian he pitches the idea up to him and the few dealers that sell to Damian get an especially slow and painful treatment cause how dare they sell to what is very clearly a 14 year old baby??

The operation is kept strictly away from Bruce, of course, until one day some reporter breaks the story about billionaire Bruce Wayne’s kids caught trying to buy drugs and all HELL breaks loose. The end result was all of them being grounded for a month after a 5 hour long rant about responsibility and damaging their civilian reputations and the entire Wayne family being blacklisted from the drug market no matter how much cash they wave around.

[ashwantsafreepalestine]

Israel claimed Yahya Sinwar was hiding in tunnels beneath hospitals and among women and children.

The truth was, he faced them head-on in Gaza while Israel targeted civilians and bombed hospitals, schools, refugee camps, and markets.

Israel has only immortalized him. Fearless, armed, and leading from the front, face-to-face—no retreat, no hesitation, no hiding.

Yahya Sinwar was born in 1962 in a refugee camp in Khan Younis in the Gaza Strip. His family were among more than 700,000 Palestinians who were displaced during the 1948 Nakba, at the hands of Israel.

He resisted and fought for his people till the very end. What a legend.

[sayruq]

Police in the Turkish city of Adana detained 11 suspects, five Israeli and two Syrian, on allegations of organ trafficking, the Daily Sabah reported on 5 May. The Provincial Directorate of Security's Anti-Smuggling and Border Gates Branch began investigating after examining the passports of seven individuals who arrived in Adana from Israel about a month ago by plane for the purpose of health tourism. The two Syrian nationals, ages 20 and 21, were found to have fake passports. Further investigation revealed that Syrian nationals had each agreed to sell one of their own kidneys to two of the Israeli nationals, ages 68 and 28, for kidney transplants in Adana. During searches at the suspects' residences, $65,000 and numerous fake passports were seized. Israel has long been at the center of what Bloomberg described in 2011 as a “sprawling global black market in organs where brokers use deception, violence, and coercion to buy kidneys from impoverished people, mainly in underdeveloped countries, and then sell them to critically ill patients in more-affluent nations.” The financial newspaper added, “Many of the black-market kidneys harvested by these gangs are destined for people who live in Israel.” The organ-trafficking network extends from former Soviet Republics such as Azerbaijan, Belarus, Ukraine, and Moldova to Brazil, the Philippines, South Africa, and beyond, the Bloomberg investigation showed. Accusations of Israeli involvement in organ trafficking also apply to the occupied Palestinian territories. In 2009, Sweden's largest daily newspaper, Aftonbladet, reported testimony that the Israeli army was kidnapping and murdering Palestinians to harvest their organs. The report quotes Palestinian claims that young men from the occupied West Bank and Gaza Strip had been seized by the Israeli army, and their bodies returned to the families with missing organs. "'Our sons are used as involuntary organ donors,' relatives of Khaled from Nablus said to me, as did the mother of Raed from Jenin as well as the uncles of Machmod and Nafes from Gaza, who all had disappeared for a few days and returned by night, dead and autopsied," wrote Donald Bostrom, the author of the report.Bostrom also cites an incident of alleged organ theft during the the first Palestinian intifada in 1992. He says that the Israeli army abducted a young man known for throwing stones at Israeli troops in the Nablus area. The young man was shot in the chest, both legs, and the stomach before being taken to a military helicopter, which transported him to an unknown location. Five nights later, Bostrom said, the young man's body was returned, wrapped in green hospital sheets. Israel’s Channel 2 TV reported that in the 1990s, specialists at Abu Kabir Forensic Medicine Institute harvested skin, corneas, heart valves, and bones from the bodies of Israeli soldiers, Israeli citizens, Palestinians, and foreign workers without permission from relatives. The Israeli military confirmed that the practice took place, but claimed, "This activity ended a decade ago and does not happen any longer." Israel’s assault on Gaza since 7 October has provided further opportunities for the theft and harvesting of Palestinians’ organs. On 30 January, WAFA news agency reported that the Israeli army returned the bodies of 100 Palestinian civilians it had stolen from hospitals and cemeteries in various areas in Gaza. According to medical sources, inspection of some of the bodies showed that organs were missing from some of them. On 18 January, the Times of Israel reported that the Israeli army confirmed reports that its soldiers dug up graves in a Gaza cemetery, claiming its soldiers were trying to “confirm that the bodies of hostages were not buried there.”

[beeapocalypse]

cruelty squads biggest fan (they have not played ruelty squad yet)

[carebearbussy]

𝙥𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙬𝙖𝙮

ᥫ᭡ 𝙨𝙮𝙥𝙣𝙤𝙥𝙨𝙞𝙨: 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝… 𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙣𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙤𝙙𝙚𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜.

ᥫ᭡ 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙧𝙖! 𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙣𝙖 𝙭 𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚! 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

ᥫ᭡ 𝙘𝙬: 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛, 𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚��𝙨 >:(

ᥫ᭡ 𝙬𝙘: 2.1k

𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

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You were practically jumping for joy.

You had been in dire need of a new wardrobe, due to the oncoming spring. After Sukuna had ruined your favorite kimono because he had practically ripped it off of your body, he promised you he would get you all of the clothes you had desired. And you had a long list of shopping planned, particularly for this moment.

Sukuna had taken you out to the local market, accompanying you on your journey for a new and improve wardrobe. Following shortly behind the two of you, were a group of butlers, followed by Uraume shortly after. The market today was bustling with people, especially coming in the hopes of catching a glimpse of Lord Sukuna and his lady in waiting, which was you. You held onto Sukuna's forearm, not wanting to get lost in the swarm of people crowding the surrounding area.

You watched as a large group of civilians followed behind you two, gossiping about where they think you'll go next. You giggle at this, quickly getting used to all of the attention you got whenever Sukuna let you go out. Passing by each and every one of the shops, you passed by a jewelry stand, taken by surprise by the dazzling jewels on the display. The shopkeeper at the stand was calling customers far and wide to come take a look at the beauties. It mesmerized you, especially thinking about how good they would look on your body. She smiled upon looking at you, beckoning you to come to her stand, despite the clear aura of Sukuna frightening most people to keep at least ten feet away.

But you found yourself staring intently, stopping your tracks in the process. You tugged on Sukuna's hand, as he focuses his attention towards you, looking down to see what you were diverting his attention to. A lousy jewelry store? A cheap one too, he thought. You look at him, though his clear distaste for your inexpensive taste. "Kuna, can I just look?" You ask him, a curious put grazing your lips. He contorts his upper lip into that of disgust, clearly looking down on the owner and her fake jewels. How dare she try to sell such a naive thing like you that fake bullshit.

"God, woman, how can you be so ingenuous." He says, finding it amusing how after spending so much time with him at his estate, you still cannot tell the difference between real and fake. He will have to teach you that later. But for now, he has to focus on getting your head out of the clouds. "What do you mean?" You ask him, furrowing your eyebrows as confusion is evident on your face.

He looks at the stand up and down, clearly looking down on the woman, as he makes it very clear how he feels. He sighs, as he places one of his lower arms on your hip, one of his upper arms on your opposite shoulder, guiding you to the small wooden stand. Moving past the woman running the stand from behind, leaning down to your eye level from behind. He took the jewel from in between her fingers and into his grasp, holding it in front of your eye, moving it in a manner that guides it along the sun in his palm, showing the shine inside easily.

It was a beautiful emerald, perfectly cut sides, forming into a cleanly cut trapezoid. Your eyes widened, looking at it. It was perfectly clear, letting you see through it like it was water. "This is fake, and clearly meant to trick a gullible woman like you." He says, moving the hand that once rested on your shoulder to the top of your head, ruffling your hair in an endearing manner. "You're lucky I was accompanying you today, or else you would have fallen for such an easy trick."

You chew the sides of your cheek, clearly not interested in the fact that it is fake. "But it's beautiful, isn't it? Please! Let me get it!" You plead, turning your head to the side, looking at him as he crouched beside you. He sighs, before looking over at the shopkeeper, who was now bowing on the gravel floor before her, out of respect at the fact that Lord Sukuna himself visited her shop. "You, look up." he says, clearly directed towards the shop owner.

"Yes, of course." She says, nervousness filling her system at the thought of something terrible. He takes a step closer to her, disregarding you. "You dare sell such filth in my presence?" He says, holding the emerald in front of her face bluntly. Her eyes widen in response, quickly shaking her head at the sight of the man before her. He scoffs, before throwing the emerald onto the floor, making the woman scramble to try and find it, but instead seeing the shattered pieces of what it once was. You notice the people surrounding you grow in number, loudly whispering to themselves about the commotion.

"I'm sorry, my lord!" She says, pleading to be forgiven. As she picks up each shard of emerald, a large foot comes up to her hand, stepping on it with a smush, making her yelp out in pain. He smirks, as he kicks the rest of the shards out in the distance, making her get up and pick up the rest.

You look around, clearly dissatisfied. You wanted to crawl into a hole and stay there, due to the embarrassment you were feeling at the moment. You fiddled your thumbs together, trying to muster up an apology towards the woman, but nothing came out. You look at Sukuna, who was now walking back towards you, completely ignoring the shop keeper panicking on the ground. He brings a hand to your forehead, caressing it with his thumb. He sees your expression, disheartened by your distress. Moving his hand down, he uses his thumb and index finger to lift the sides of your mouth into a smile.

"Hmph, somebody is being dramatic, aren't we? The hag had what was coming for her." He says, making the butlers along with Uraume laugh. He moves away from the scene, as he places a hand on the small of your back, guiding you away as you obediently follow. As you walk into the depths of the market, and away from the shop, you look back, watching as the woman is left to pick up the mess Sukuna had made. Of course, she could have stood up for herself, but she didn't, nobody does when it comes to him. Sukuna looks down at you with his lower set of eyes, observing your guilt for not helping her.

"Why worry? She will be fine. I will get you real jewelry. You said you wanted a new scarf, yes? I know a great, authentic emporium that sells the ones I know you'd like." he says, patting your back slightly.

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Sometimes, you wonder why having a husband was such a great thing, but yours became very useful in times like these.

He was currently sat in his office, doing ink paperwork that was delivered to him. But you had other plans. You had two of your handmaidens set up a changing station, unfolding a dressing screen for dramatic effect. On a hanging rack, were clothes laid out to match your new goodies. And your goal? To impress him of course, even though you didn't even need to try.

Your clothes went flying over your head behind the divider, as Sukuna had to move a pair of your underwear from his desk that flew onto his papers in the process. Flicking it out of the way, he found it increasingly harder to focus on his work, as he rubbed his forehead in annoyance. You put on your outfit, struggling quite a bit due to the many layers that the clothing was made equipped with. Your small grunts did not go unnoticed by Sukuna, who by now had taken off his reading glasses, placing them on the bridge of his nose.

Resting his hands on his navy blue robe, he stared at the divider, seeing your arms peek out from behind, as you lifted another layer over the top half of your body. Each layer felt like torture trying to get on, the clothing making you feel heavy. He closed his eyes for a bit, listening to the sounds of your grunts of struggle, humming to himself as he bounced his leg on the floor.

"You need help?" He asked, clearly amused at your evident struggle. Tapping his fingers on his thigh, he watched as you stopped your scuffling. Peeking over the divider, you placed your hands at the top, going on your tip toes to see him. You smile, anticipating his reaction. Will he like it? Hate it? No, he can't hate it, you look good in anything. You step off your tip toes, smiling behind the divider. "You're going to loooove this outfit I picked, 'Kuna." You say, teasing him bit by bit. He tilts his head, growing more impatient as time moves on. Tapping his foot against the hard wood, he speaks up. "Well then hurry up, I don't have all day brat."

You stepped in his field of vision, walking with slow strides to the front of his desk. You twirl in your dress, as you looked down at yourself. You were clearly struggling to move all too much, but you looked like a million bucks. Anybody would agree, especially your husband, who looked at you with a very slight astounded expression. It was very hard to tell what he was thinking to the naked eye, but you knew him all too well.

Your gown was a beautiful mixture of pink and yellow, really contrasting well together with your already loose hair. And you had paired it with new accessories you had gotten while on your trip to the market. Which was a new hairpiece, multiple rings, and one more thing you had struggled to put on, your new necklace.

You walk over to him, holding out the necklace in your palms. It was a pink diamond, hoisted in the middle of a set of pearls surrounding it. It felt heavy in your palms, wanting to pass it on to Sukuna, who was now facing you. "My, my. Well don't you look like something." He says with a chuckle, relishing in the way the gown perfectly fitted you.

Patting his lap with one hand, he beckoned you over, your cue to come sit on his lap. You scurried over, plopping yourself nicely on his large lap, making yourself a makeshift seat. He wrapped his lower set of arms around your waist, feeling the fabric that rested along your frame. He hummed in contentment, satisfied with how you look. As you held out the necklace in your hands, you fiddled with the hook to try and pry it open.

Sticking your tongue out, you were hyper focused on getting it unlocked, but to no avail. Sukuna notices this, not liking to see you struggle any further. "Christ, give it to me already." He says, snatching the necklace from you quickly with his upper set of hands. "Hey! Be careful, that was expensive-" "If it breaks I'll buy you a thousand more, simple." He said, getting back to work on your necklace. Turning the chair to face his work, he rested his hands on the desk, as you rest your head on his upper arm, watching him try to open the small clasp with his large thumbs.

You giggle, watching him finally get it open after many tries. "Tsk, that pesky thing, you're lucky it's going to look good on you." He says, placing the necklace down on his desk, getting back to focusing on his work. You pick up the necklace, as you attempt to lock it around your neck.

But your struggle continues on for a good ten minutes, as Sukuna gets frustrated with your constant shifting. "Hand it over." He says, once again taking it from you. He puts his work to a halt, as he moves either one of his hands to each side of your neck, locking the heavy necklace on your neck. He adjusts the necklace nicely, making sure it sits pretty on your collarbone. Rubbing your shoulders with his hands, you smile contently, happy with your decision to come to your husband for advice.

"Thanks for bringing me to the market, despite that scene you caused." You say, attitude crawling in your words, as you rest your head against his arm. "Whatever woman, you got what you wanted, and I got a happy bride, fair is fair." He says, lightly slapping your forearm affectionately. He stops talking for a bit, before commenting once more.

"Y'know, I should take you shopping more often, because I get to see rewards like these everyday."

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[faultfalha]

In the face of strained international relations, the sharpness of economic sanctions felt around the world, a new and mysterious door has appeared, a loophole through which much of the world's great eyes cannot see. China has begun a clandestine operation, in dark silence of the night, sending millions of dollars of military gear to Russia. Whether it be for military or political gain, what exactly is behind these transactions remains a mystery, as nations stand in silent solidarity, fearing the unknown repercussions of this newfound violation of sanction regulation. A new type of weapon, the weapon of financial manipulation, is at play and the world waits to see the outcome of this daring tactic. Who will be the greater benefactor, what will be the consequences, and what will become of this newly established loophole?

[gremlingottoosilly]

College Student!Reader that has no clue how to pay back their debt after borrowing money to pay for tuition and basic needs X Mafia!Konig

The economy got so bad, local students are forced to become wives of crime lords, more at 11. No, but literally. You had no idea how to pay it back - you went into college with a dream and a somewhat normal understanding of the job market. Then AI crushed everything down, made you suffer through 3 years of unpaid internships for companies that cut their staff in half, and you graduated with student debt and a useless CV. Oh, and mobsters on your tail, ready to sell your liver for a high profit unless you could pay everything back with interest...which you obviously couldn't. Konig, honestly, is way too busy to deal with every poor student who got money from him. They are usually pretty compliant, signing another contract to work for him for 80+ years or sell their organs and their bodies for either prostitution or drug runs - but Horangi told him this one was kinda cute, and they all remembered the shitshow that was his latest lover. Girl got so invested in his business that she decided to overthrow it - so, no mafia-connected pussies for him now. Only pure, innocent civilians or uncaring sex workers. But, heavens, you really are cute. Cute, and willing to keep your pretty mouth shut so he can kiss it. You're too desperate to get rid of your debts to actually question why he chose you out of all options - you're simply along for the ride, letting him take care of all your needs in exchange of your soft body warming up his bed. Konig would never tell you that his deep-seeted insecurities will never allow him to date an actual model or an idol, but he is all to ready to get a normal girl and worship her like a goddess in his weird domestic fantasy. You can make him burnt breakfast one morning, and he will forgive half of your debt immediately. Being his sugar baby is kinda nice, as long as you don't mind his face pressed in your stomach every time he gets a nightmare, and the way he'd take you with him to a fancy mafia club, and then will spend all evening never talking to anyone and making you host all social interactions...but at least the sex with him in the middle of VIP section is great. The way he pours whiskey down your tits and sucks it off your nipples is a bit weird, but you'd take anything before he stuffs you with his monster cock and makes you forget all about the degree you got. What was it again? Cocksucking scienes? Introduction to dickometry?