#MiM jobs

[masters-buddy]

How a MiM Degree Can Set You Up for a High-Paying Job Right After Graduation

When I decided to pursue a Master in Management (MiM), one of my biggest concerns was whether it would lead to a good job right after graduation. I knew that an MBA had a strong reputation, but I wanted to start my career earlier without having to wait for years of work experience. It turns out, a MiM degree can set you up for some of the best MiM jobs right out of school, with impressive starting salaries and growth potential.

Why Employers Value MiM Graduates

MiM programs are designed for fresh graduates who want to build a solid foundation in business. The curriculum covers core areas like finance, marketing, strategy, and operations, giving you a well-rounded skill set. Employers love hiring MiM graduates because they bring the latest knowledge, analytical skills, and a fresh perspective to the workplace. Many companies actively recruit MiM students for entry-level managerial roles, knowing they have been trained to handle real-world business challenges.

High-Paying Job Opportunities After MiM

Consulting: The Top Choice for High Salaries

One of the most lucrative MiM jobs is in consulting. Firms like McKinsey, Bain, and BCG regularly hire MiM graduates for roles as business analysts and junior consultants. These positions offer starting salaries ranging from $70,000 to $100,000 per year. I’ve seen many of my peers land jobs in consulting, and it’s easy to see why — the industry values the problem-solving and strategic thinking skills developed during the MiM program. Plus, the fast-paced nature of consulting provides excellent learning and growth opportunities.

Finance: Investment Banking and Corporate Finance

If you have a passion for numbers, finance can be a highly rewarding career path. MiM graduates often find roles in investment banking, corporate finance, or financial analysis. Companies like Goldman Sachs, JP Morgan, and Morgan Stanley frequently recruit MiM graduates, offering competitive starting salaries and bonuses. The typical starting salary for MiM graduates in finance roles can range from $80,000 to $120,000, depending on the location and company. The MiM curriculum’s focus on financial analysis and business strategy helps graduates hit the ground running in these high-stakes environments.

Tech and E-Commerce: Fast-Growing Industries with High Pay

Another exciting avenue for MiM jobs is the tech and e-commerce industry. Companies like Amazon, Google, and Microsoft value MiM graduates for roles in product management, business development, and operations. These positions often come with attractive compensation packages, including salaries of $90,000 or more. The versatility of the MiM degree means you can apply your skills across various functions, making it easier to find a well-paying job in this fast-growing sector.

Final Thoughts

A MiM degree can be a powerful launchpad for your career, offering access to high-paying jobs right after graduation. Whether you’re aiming for consulting, finance, or tech, the skills and knowledge gained from a MiM program make you a valuable candidate in the job market. For me, choosing the MiM was about getting a head start on my career, and it has definitely paid off.

If you’re considering a MiM, rest assured that it’s not just an alternative to an MBA — it’s a degree that opens doors to lucrative roles and sets you up for long-term career success. With the right focus and preparation, you can land your dream job and start earning a great salary as soon as you graduate.

[grlfriends]

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[evermoving]

this year was like yeah i got to get my shit together... i will get my shit together and then. things didn't stop happening and time rude as ever kept passing?? and i didn't really do anything to change anything in my life and the year is yet again ending

[k8023]

Mims is so big that Joe can't helmet bonk with him. 😆 And he's doing a great job so far as a rookie!

[idollete]

juju acabei de ver um tiktok e queria saber sua opinião 💭 qual seria a reação dos meninos se a lobinha pedisse ajuda do tipo “tem como vc vir aqui em casa me ajudar a arrumar minha mala?” e eles pensando que ela tá dando O Sinal de que a noite promete mas aí quando eles chegam na casa dela a mala tá aberta em cima da cama e ela assim “uerr achou que a gente ia fazer o que?”

LDJEOSJWPSJWONAAOABOSNW isso aqui é simplesmente 🤌🏻 vou te dizer que penso que o cast pode ser dividido entre os seguintes grupos:

1. os que ficariam exatamente 🧍🏻‍♂️ assim porque só não chegaram de pau pra fora porque é atentado ao pudor: matías, simón e pipe

2. os que não ligariam tanto assim mas que você acabaria dando pra eles depois de perceber o trabalho braçal pra fechar suas malas: pardella, jerónimo, della corte (rsrsrsrsrs os Homens com H maiúsculo) e o kuku (porque ele tem MUITA carinha de quem solta uns gemidos insanos quando tá fazendo muito esforço)

3. os que simplesmente não ligariam, só fariam o serviço e iriam embora: fernando e enzo (mas dps os dois usam o favorzinho que te fizeram como moeda de troca pra outras coisitas rsrsrsrsrsrs)

matías, simón e pipe com toda a certeza dão na cara que eles estavam achando que a tua mensagem pedindo ajuda era sinal pra putaria da mais sórdida possível, o simón já chega te agarrando e te beijando até o quarto, mas na hora de te jogar na cama ele vê a mala socada de roupa e fica genuinamente confuso, vai até dizer um "ué vida...cê me chamou aqui pra fechar sua mala?", como se não fosse EXATAMENTE isso que você disse na mensagem. e ele não fica alegrinho não, viu? vai ficar todo emburradinho but he does the job, mesmo fechando a mala na maior marra do mundo, pra depois te perguntar "pronto, será que eu posso te comer agora, madame?! aliás, eu nem sei pra quê você tá levando tanta roupa assim, se depender de mim vai ficar pelada o dia todo e dando pra mim". o matías fica fulo insano louco da vida, ele acha criminoso e ainda te acusa de mandar sinais mistos, sendo que ELE literalmente criou uma fic na cabeça DELE quando você só pediu um favor. o matías é pirracento e já concordamos com isso, então, no final ele também tá bem pokas ideias (fazendo charme) e diz que vai embora (quer que você peça pra ele ficar). os braços cruzados e a expressão entediada são teatro puro e mesmo ele soltando um "hmph, tanto faz..." quando você oferece uma mamada como agradecimento, ele tá radiante por dentro e a carinha de birrento muda no mesmo segundo que você engole ele por completo. o pipe talvez seja o que dá mais pena, porque ele chega todo empolgadinho, te abraçando por trás, pressionando a ereção na sua bunda, porque, sim, ele ficou duro no caminho pra sua casa só de pensar em todas as posições que poderia te colocar. e o bichinho toma um balde de água fria quando você aponta pra mala, ele fica todo 🥺 paradão no meio do quarto, sem nem saber o que fazer. "t-tá...e-eu...", vai suspirar pra tentar se recompor, visivelmente desconfortável com o aperto da cueca, passa a mão no rosto, no cabelo, o rosto já ficando vermelho, "você vai colocar mais alguma coisa na mala?", e é claro que ele faz. no final, tá meio sem graça ainda, sem jeito, não sabe se vai embora ou se fica, e aqui eu imagino muito um pipe no comecinho do namoro, em que vocês nunca nem transaram ainda, por isso que ele veio na expectativa, cheio de vontade e agora tá morto de vergonha por dentro. mas quando você pergunta se ele quer ficar, os olhinhos dele chegam brilham e ele responde na mesma hora que sente AINDA MAIS VERGONHA de ter soado desesperado demais.

entre pardella, jerónimo e della corte, eu acho que o jerónimo seria o que mais demonstra que veio na intenção de uma coisa e recebeu outra completamente diferente, mas todos eles nem piscam duas vezes antes de já irem se aprumando pra ajeitar sua malinha, até porque os três com certeza estão acostumados a serem o músculo da relação (awn own) e TODOS OS TRÊS são hopelessly devoted to you, então é um "sim, minha deusa" instantaneamente. nem era sua intenção dar pra eles, de verdade mesmo, só que quando você vê o quão fácil eles conseguem fechar a mala, o braço flexionando, ESTOURANDO na camisa, as veias pulsando no antebraço, o fato deles nem terem suado like BITCH PLEASE ???????? enquanto você só faltou derreter tentando fechar a mala. tudo isso mexe demais com a cabeça de uma pobre garota e quando você menos espera já tá praticamente se jogando nos braços deles, implorando pra ser comida. nossa, e eu penso que tanto o pardella quanto o jerónimo iriam te cozinhar um tiquinho antes, até porque ELES quem queriam te comer primeiro e você toda preocupadinha em fazer suas maquiagens e sapatos caberem na mala. penso muito neles te pegando pelos cabelos, puxando enquanto te pressionam na escrivaninha, com tanta força que você fica até na pontinha dos pés, "quer dar pra mim, eh? por isso que ficou me olhando daquele jeitinho antes? com essa carinha de quem só consegue pensar em pica?", e eles riem da tua cara, "cê nem tá merecendo, sabia? não, não tá. me negou quando eu cheguei aqui e agora vem toda metidinha, mandando em mim", você poderia até pensar que eles te deixariam na mão também, com a calcinha grudando de tão empapada, mas a ereção pressionada na sua bunda diz outra coisa, "só que eu sou bonzinho e eu gosto de fazer as vontades da minha mulher. eu só espero que você não esteja cansada, porque eu vou te comer até você me implorar pra parar". tenho pra mim que o mesmo pode valer pro kuku e eu sei que talvez seja nonsense, porque ele é o tipo que se desmonta facilmente com a sentada de uma coxuda, BUT THAT'S THE HOLE POINT!!!!!! me acompanhem nessa ☝🏻💭 justamente por não ser exatamente muscles > brains, ele vai ter um tiquinho de trabalho pra fechar sua mala, o que vai acarretar em um kuku grunhindo e gemendo, de cenho franzido, fazendo movimentos levemente sugestivos (pra uma mente delulu que pensa com a xota) e suando. a semelhança com o jeitinho que ele fica quando tá gozando é grande demais pra te impedir de voar no pescoço dele. e é claro que ele te fode sem pestanejar, ele já tava doidinho por buceta desde que chegou na tua casa e não te negaria nunca. ele te come papai e mamãe mesmo, a mão te apertando pelo pescoço enquanto ele mete alucinadinho.

agora o fernando e o enzo, aka reizinhos da indiferença, provavelmente nem ficariam muito assombrados. eu nem acho que eles chegariam TÃO afoitos assim, porque são mais racionais e não pensariam que sua mensagem teria segundas intenções, a não ser que a conversa anterior de vocês fosse algo mais sugestivo. então, nesse sentido, talvez eles fiquem um pouco sem reação nos primeiros segundos, sim, mas logo passa e eles estão fazendo o que você pediu. o plot twist dessa história vem quando vocês já estão na viagem e é pra casa dos seus pais rsrsrsrsrsrsrsrsrsrsrsrsrsrs (amo esse cenário então vou colocar ele nas coisas sempre que possível 😽) e você tá daquele jeitinho: morrendo de vontade de dar e morrendo de medo dos seus pais descobrirem que você transa (você já é uma adulta). eu penso que esses dois são homens muito inteligentes, que sabem exatamente quando usar as informações que eles guardam no dia a dia, e eles guardam mUUUUUUita coisa!!!!!, principalmente se for algo que eles podem usar em favor deles no futuro. é quando eles estão esfregando o pau duro que só no meio das suas coxas, dizendo que só vão colocar a cabecinha (rsrsrsrsrsrsrsrsrsrsrsrsrsrs) enquanto brincam com os seus peitinhos, numa tentativa de te amolecer mesmo. e é claro que eles vão te lembrar do dia que você pediu que eles fossem fechar a sua mala, logo depois de ter mandando uma fotinho super safada na madrugada anterior, "você me deve algo, bebita, tá lembrada?", eles são persuasivos? sim. junte isso ao fato deles estarem esfregando a pontinha bem na sua entradinha, quase deslizando pelo canalzinho apertado, "então, que tal você ser boazinha e abrir essas perninhas pra mim, hm? não se preocupa, eu sei como manter a sua boca bem ocupada" e o game over é quando eles te colocam pra mamar nos dedos deles, te surpreendendo e te fazendo engasgar neles quando eles metem de uma vez em ti.

[presidentofthelipglossclub]

rodimags/rodimims (specifically idw is what i'm talking abt here) is such a good pairing because one the dynamic they have but also two their narratives are like. the same. they’re foils both individually and character arc wise.

like, minimus living in his brother’s shadow and rodimus in optimus’s. mims getting a new body/identity and rodimus first putting on a facade and then later changing his paint job. minimus and rodimus having trouble forming meaningful relationships because they both have to be someone they aren’t (ultra magnus and optimus, respectively).

roddy saying he didn’t want to be a prime, he wanted to be optimus prime. mims always trying to live up to first his brother’s accomplishments and then ultra magnus’s.

they also have their differences (obviously), but like any good foil their differences are anti parallels.

mims needing orders and rules to ground himself. rodimus feeling restricted by them. mims going from a nobody to a legend because of the armor, and rodimus being ignored and judged after getting the matrix. mims (as magnus primarily, but also just in general) always being second but still respected, vs rodimus being first (primehood) but disgraced.

both of them leaving cybertron together for the same reason: they can’t handle the burden their predecessors have given them. ultra magnus and optimus prime being revered figures, but minimus ambus and rodimus (no longer a prime) being nobodies, if not worse.

the personality differences and their general dynamic are already great and made me ship them, but the foils and parallels are what make them a compelling duo in all senses.

(also this post is abt idw but they're really good in everything else imo. like g1 is a chiller show but they still have such a good relationship/dynamic and they still read like foils, it's just a little more surface level bc y'know kids cartoon. )

[princesssdark88]

𝚂𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎, 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚠𝚋𝚘𝚢 (𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝙷𝚢𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝙻𝚒𝚗𝚎)

♡ Lembrando a todos que este post é meramente ilustrativo, e feito apenas para divertimento dos fãs. ♡ Reminding everyone that this post is merely illustrative, and made just for the amusement of fans. ♡ I hope you enjoy it! ♡

HONGJOONG

"Amor, você viu meu chapéu..." - Disse Hongjoong entrando no quarto enquanto você estava com a cara enfiada na frente do computador terminando um trabalho.

"Que tipo de chapéu, amor?" - Responde você sem nem levantar a cabeça.

"O de caubói, oras!" - Diz ele num tom mais alto, virando na sua direção, com ar de "Ô mulher, você não tá me vendo, né!" enquanto volta a mexe no guarda roupa.

"Pra quê diabos você precisa de um chapéu de caubói, Kim Hongjoong?" - Diz você ainda concentrada, esquecendo completamente que ele tinha falado que ia testa uns looks pros shows nos estados unidos.

"ACHEIII! Eu sabia que tava aqui! Agora assim, fico perfeito!" - Diz ele colocando o chapéu recém encontrando na cabeça, olhando pro espelho enquanto fazia caras e bocas e mexia no cinto de fivela que tava usando.

Nessa hora depois de tanto falatório, você resolve levanta o rosto do computador e olha pro espelho se deparando com seu namorado vestido tal qual um caubói, de chapéu, camisa preta, calça jeans, cinto de fivela e bota, sensualizando na frente do espelho.

"Que show você pretende usar esse look?" - Diz você olhando pro espelho da cama enquanto seu namorado cruza os olhos com os seus, ouvindo a pergunta que você fez.

"Eu ainda não sei!" - Diz ele com cara de dúvida, virando o rosto de lado pensando.

"Pois então eu terei que mandar cancelar essa turnê, pois o caubói Hongjoong está proibido de sair dessa casa" - Diz você com cara séria olhando pra ele, enquanto já ia fechando o computador para colocar na mesinha ao lado da cama.

Automaticamente seu namorado entendeu o recado. Mordendo os lábios, ele se vira olhando você, e enquanto caminha em direção a cama abrindo o cinto de fivela que ele usava na calça, Kim Hongjoong fala: "Então acho bom você vir cavalgar em mim, pra esse caubói não conseguir mais sair dessa cama".

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"Honey, you saw my hat…" - Hongjoong said entering the room while you were with your face buried in front of the computer finishing a job.

"What kind of hat, love?" - You answer without even raising your head.

"The cowboy, girl!" - he says in a louder tone, turning in his direction, with an air of "Hey woman, you don't see me, right!" as he goes back to the wardrobe.

"Why the hell do you need a cowboy hat, Kim Hongjoong?" - You say still concentrated, completely forgetting that he had said he was going to test some looks for the shows in the United States.

"I FOUND IT! I knew I was here! Now like this, I'm perfect!" - He says putting the newly found hat on his head, looking at the mirror while making faces and mouths and fiddling with the buckle belt he was wearing.

At this time, after so much talk, you decide to raise your face from the computer and look at the mirror to find your boyfriend dressed like a cowboy, wearing a hat, black shirt, jeans, buckle belt and boots, sensualizing in front of the mirror.

"What show do you intend to wear this look?" - You say looking in the bed mirror while your boyfriend crosses eyes with yours, listening to the question you asked.

"I still don't know!" - He says with a doubtful face, turning his face aside thinking.

"Well then I'll have to cancel this tour, because the cowboy Hongjoong is forbidden to leave this house" - You say with a serious face looking at him, as you were closing the computer to put it on the table next to the bed.

Automatically her boyfriend got the message. Biting his lips, he turns around looking at you, and as he walks towards the bed opening the buckle belt he wore on his pants, Kim Hongjoong says: "Then I think you'd better come ride on me, so this cowboy can't get out of this bed anymore."

YUNHO

"E aí tem a parte que eu subo em cima, coloco o chapéu e canto "naneunya godokan chongjabi tang tang tang tang" " - Disse Yunho todo animado contando destalhes da nova turnê, enquanto vocês estavam sentados no sofá olhando televisão juntos.

"Então você vai virá um caubói?" - Diz você segurando o queixo do seu namorado, levando os lábios em direção a boca dele.

"Simmmm" - Diz ele todo manhoso, puxando você mais pra perto pra te dar um beijo, enquanto você acomodava melhor suas pernas pra fica no colo dele.

Mas do nada ele te coloca de volta pra onde você estava e diz: "Espera aí", e sai correndo em direção ao quarto, o que é bem típico do Yunho, já que ele adora fazer algo pra te surpreende, te fazer rir, ou te deixa "mais animada".

Um tempinho se passa e nada dele volta, "Yunho, vou ter que mandar fazer um cartaz de procurado pra você, amor?", diz você já levantando pra ir em direção ao quarto.

Mas basto levanta do sofá e você viu ele saindo do quarto com um chapéu escuro, uma jaqueta jeans com tiras, uma calça escura com um cinto de fivela e anéis de metal nos dedos andando de forma casual na sua direção.

Você já tinha visto Yunho sensual de muitas formas, mas hoje o caubói Yunho era seu novo ideal.

"O visual não é bem esse, mas é tipo isso que eu vo usa, e tem esses anéis que vo coloca sempre, o seonghwa falou que eles deixam minha mãos mais sensuais... O que você acha?" - Diz ele vindo na sua direção enquanto mexe na jaqueta e na colarinho da camiseta que estava usando.

Sem conseguir se mover de perto do sofá, tudo que você consegue dizer é: "Caubói Yunho, acho que eu preciso de ajuda, preciso das suas mãos sensuais aqui no meu corpo" - Diz você apontando pro seu short, enquanto começa a levanta a camiseta que você está usando, deixando seu namorado com um sorriso nos lábios.

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"And then there's the part where I climb on top, put on the hat and sing "naneunya godokan chongjabi tang tang tang tang" - Yunho said excitedly telling details of the new tour, while you were sitting on the couch watching television together.

"So you're going to come a cowboy?" - You say holding your boyfriend's chin, bringing your lips towards his mouth.

"Yes" - He says all sly, pulling you closer to give you a kiss, while you better accommodated your legs to be on his lap.

But out of nowhere he puts you back to where you were and says: "Wait a minute", and runs towards the bedroom, which is very typical of Yunho, since he loves to do something to surprise you, make you laugh, or make you "more excited".

A little time passes and nothing from him comes back, "Yunho, will I have to have a wanted poster made for you, love?", you say already getting up to go towards the bedroom.

But enough gets up from the couch and you saw him coming out of the room with a dark hat, a denim jacket with straps, dark pants with a buckle belt and metal rings on his fingers walking casually towards you.

You had seen sensual Yunho in many forms, but today the cowboy Yunho was your new ideal.

"The look is not quite like that, but that's what I wear, and there are these rings that I always wear, the seonghwa said that they make my hands more sensual… What do you think?" - He says coming towards you as he fiddles with the jacket and collar of the t-shirt he was wearing.

Unable to move near the couch, all you can say is: "Cowboy Yunho, I think I need help, I need your sexy hands here on my body" - You say pointing to your shorts, as you start to lift the t-shirt you're wearing, leaving your boyfriend with a smile on his lips.

SEONGHWA

Aproveitando que Seonghwa veio passar uns dias com você nas férias dele, seus pais decidiram convidar vocês para passar um dia na fazenda dos seus avós. Seonghwa estava o jantar da noite anterior todo animado ouvindo seus pais falarem de tudo que iam fazer, colheita de frutas, plantar legumes, visitar o pomar, piquenique.

Na manhã seguinte, você estava tomando café na mesa com seus pais, quando Seonghwa aparece vestindo uma regata marrom, uma calça tingida e um chapéu que no momento estava pendurado na parte de trás das suas costas pelo cordão no pescoço dele.

Era a primeira vez que você via ele com um visual assim, e automaticamente você ficou sem reação quase derrubando a xícara de café. Sua mãe falou: "Uau, parece que alguém está preparado e animado para o dia de hoje, venha Seonghwa tome seu café antes de irmos que será um dia longo". Seonghwa sentou dando bom dia para você com um beijinho no seu rosto, mas você não conseguia pensa em mais nada além do Seonghwa caubói sentado do seu lado. Sim esse foi o apelido que você deu para o Seonghwa do dia, uma brincadeira que vocês tem sobre os looks que ele usa a cada dia.

"Nós vamos na frente levando as coisas filha, como você sabe o caminho, tomem café com calma e esperamos vocês lá!" - disse seu pai. "Tá bem" - disse você acordando dos seus pensamentos. Seus pais partiram com o carro, e Seonghwa já ia dando mais uma garfada no bolo que sua mãe tinha feito quando você agarrou o braço dele dizendo: "Chega de café, vem!" já levantando da mesa arrastando seu namorado. "Pra onde?" - Diz Seonghwa quase se afogando com o café que tinha bebido, com um garfo na mão com um pedaço de bolo preso nele. "Pra cama, eu preciso urgentemente monta em cima de você" - Diz você sem rodeios completamente séria segurando a mão dele rumo ao quarto. "Mas a gente pode fazer isso depois, amor" - Diz ele sorrindo puxando você em direção a mesa. "Seonghwa, qual foi a palavra que você não entendeu, EU QUERO QUE VOCE ME COMA AGORA, EU ESTOU COMPLETAMENTE ABSURDAMENTE ENLOUQUECIDAMENTE MOLHADA OLHANDO PRA VOCÊ VESTIDO ASSIM, você entendeu agora?" - Diz você olhando firme pro seu namorado, os olhos sedentos por ele naquele momento. Seonghwa passa o dedo na frente do corpo de cima abaixo, e olhando pra você ele aponta pra escada sorrindo enquanto diz: "Então acho bom você subir logo, porque quando eu pega você, você vai ver o que é fica completamente molhada".

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Taking advantage of the fact that Seonghwa came to spend a few days with you on his vacation, your parents decided to invite you to spend a day at your grandparents' farm. Seonghwa was the night before dinner all excited listening to his parents talk about everything they were going to do, picking fruits, planting vegetables, visiting the orchard, picnic.

The next morning, you were having breakfast at the table with your parents, when Seonghwa appears wearing a brown tank top, dyed pants, and a hat that was currently hanging from the back of your back by the cord around his neck.

It was the first time you saw him with a look like this, and automatically you had no reaction almost knocking over the coffee cup. His mother said, "Wow, it looks like someone is prepared and excited for today, come Seonghwa and have your coffee before we go, it's going to be a long day." Seonghwa sat down saying good morning to you with a kiss on your cheek, but you couldn't think of anything else but the cowboy Seonghwa sitting next to you. Yes, that was the nickname you gave to the Seonghwa of the day, a joke you have about the looks he wears every day.

"We'll go ahead taking things daughter, as you know the way, have coffee calmly and we'll wait for you there!" - Said her father. "Okay" - You said waking up from your thoughts. Your parents left with the car, and Seonghwa was already taking another bite of the cake your mother had made when you grabbed his arm saying: "No more coffee, come!" already getting up from the table dragging your boyfriend.

"Where to?" - says Seonghwa almost drowning with the coffee he had drunk, with a fork in his hand with a piece of cake stuck in it. "To bed, I urgently need to ride on top of you" - You say bluntly completely seriously holding his hand towards the bedroom. "But we can do it later, love" - He says smiling pulling you towards the table.

"Seonghwa, what was the word you didn't understand, I WANT YOU TO EAT ME NOW, I'M COMPLETELY ABSURDLY CRAZY WET LOOKING AT YOU DRESSED LIKE THIS, do you understand now?" - You say looking firmly at your boyfriend, eyes thirsty for him at that moment. Seonghwa runs his finger in front of the body from top to bottom, and looking at you he points to the stairs smiling as he says: "So I think you'd better go up soon, because when I pick you up, you'll see what it is and you get completely wet".

YEOSANG

Depois que você decidiu que sua produção no curso de moda seria voltada pro público masculino, ter um namorado ajudava bastante na hora da sua criação e produção, principalmente se seu namorado era Kang Yeosang.

Como este mês era temático, e como você sabia que o novo conceito do Ateez seria voltado para o tema faroeste/western, você decidiu produzir algumas peças nesse estilo. Depois de um longo período pedindo pro seu namorado servir de modelo pra sua produção, hoje era dia de tirar algumas fotos dos looks pra você mostra para sua orientadora. Yeosang achava ótimo já que isso rendia muitas ocasiões para ele exibir o corpo pra você e mais oportunidades de vocês passarem um tempo juntos.

"YeoYeo, você conseguiu vestir tudo? Quer ajuda? Estou esperando para a gente ver se precisa ajusta e tira as fotos" - Disse você já preparando a câmera para tirar fotos do look enquanto seu namorado vestia a primeira roupa no banheiro.

"Já amor. Estou indo" - Falou ele com uma voz grossa do banheiro.

Assim que cruzou a porta do banheiro, seu namorado vestindo um chapéu, a camisa escura bordada que você confecciono, uma calça jeans escura e um cinto de fivela se encostou na parede ao lado da porta e falou: "Sabe amor, sua camisa é linda, mas acho que você não encontrará modelo tão sexy quanto eu para usá-la no dia do desfile de apresentação".

Assim que você ouviu isso, você não conseguiu esconder um sorriso, seu namorado além de lindo adora fazer graça quando você estão juntos, diferente da personalidade mais tímida dele diante das câmeras.

Mas basto você olha pra ele vestindo aquele visual de caubói que você sentiu algo diferente. Ele parecia tão bonito, tão sensual, você aceitaria qualquer pedido dele se ele mandasse em você vestido assim. Ele percebeu que você ficou calada olhando pra ele, e o Yeosang não é de perde oportunidades quando sabe que deixo você desconcertada.

"Solta essa câmera e vem aqui" - Disse ele, olhando pra você com a mão na cintura e apontando na direção da cama.

Você deixou a câmera na mesa. Yeosang era sempre um cara gentil, mas tinha momentos que ele sabia que tudo que você precisava era do Yeosang malvado, então seguiu na direção que o seu namorado pediu.

Mas antes que você pudesse se aproximar, ele falou: "Se você for uma boa garota, eu posso até tirar umas fotos com essa roupa depois pra você, mas antes eu preciso doma uma gatinha selvagem" disse ele tirando o cinto da calça e indo em direção a você.

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After you decided that your production in the fashion course would be aimed at the male audience, having a boyfriend helped a lot when it came to your creation and production, especially if your boyfriend was Kang Yeosang.

As this month was themed, and as you knew that the new concept of Ateez would be focused on the western/western theme, you decided to produce some pieces in this style. After a long period of asking your boyfriend to serve as a model for your production, today was the day to take some photos of the looks for you to show to your advisor. Yeosang thought it was great since it yielded many occasions for him to show off his body to you and more opportunities for you to spend time together.

"YeoYeo, did you manage to wear everything? Want help? I'm waiting for us to see if we need to adjust and take the photos" - You said already preparing the camera to take pictures of the look while your boyfriend put on his first outfit in the bathroom.

"I already love. I'm going" - He said in a thick voice from the bathroom.

As soon as he crossed the bathroom door, her boyfriend wearing a hat, the dark embroidered shirt you make, dark jeans and a buckle belt leaned against the wall next to the door and said: "You know love, your shirt is beautiful, but I don't think you will find a model as sexy as me to wear it on the day of the presentation show".

As soon as you heard that, you couldn't hide a smile, your boyfriend besides being beautiful loves to make fun of you when you're together, unlike his more shy personality in front of the cameras.

But as soon as you look at him wearing that cowboy look you felt something different. He looked so handsome, so sensual, you would accept any request from him if he bossed you around dressed like that. He noticed that you were silent looking at him, and Yeosang is not one to miss opportunities when he knows that I leave you disconcerted.

"Drop that camera and come here" - He said, looking at you with his hand on his waist and pointing in the direction of the bed.

You left the camera on the table. Yeosang was always a kind guy, but there were times when he knew all you needed was the evil Yeosang, so he went in the direction his boyfriend asked.

But before you could get closer, he said: "If you're a good girl, I can even take some pictures with this outfit for you later, but first I need to tame a wild kitten" he said taking off the belt of his pants and going towards you.

👉 𝚂𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎, 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚠𝚋𝚘𝚢 (𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝙼𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚊𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚗𝚎)

[simping-overload]

ʙ/ᴊꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱᴘɪᴅᴇʀᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ ɢᴜʏꜱ

ive never wrote ns/fw before so bare with me, I liked how it turned out tho

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divider by saradika

characters: miguel o'hara, johnathan ohnn/spot, peter b. parker

tags/tw: blog jobs, oral, gn reader, reader has a dick, improper use of spots face hole, dilf fucking, whimpering men, face fucking, deep throating, spot has a dick, what kind is up to you, spot favoritism:), not beta read,

this is a multi-fandom blog that is designed for mlm/nbmlm identifying readers! so if you're female or fem please do not follow or interact with my mim related post!! you will be blocked if you do not heed this warning

ᴍɪɢᴜᴇʟ

receiving: he's gripping onto the sheets for dear life, bits of blood tricking down his chin from where his fangs peirceing his lip. the way you're teasing him-tongue swirling around his sensitive tip, sucking on it a bit before you pull away to lap up the rest of his dick. it was driving him crazy, he wanted nothing more than to have your beautiful mouth swallowing his cock and face fucking you till his balls run dry, not until your lips are plump and swollen from sucking him off.

giving: he locks his eyes with yours as he drags his fangs up your cock, he gives your tip a kitten lick before diving down onto your cock, fangs dragging along the sides. tangling a hand through his soft hair, words of praise slip through your moans, encouraging him to go faster, to milk all the cum out your cock, his claws dig into your hips pulling you closer, taking as much dick as he can down his throat while he milks you dry.

ꜱᴘᴏᴛ

receiving: he's squirming above you, overwhelmed by the feeling of your mouth wrapped around his cock. the way your bobbin your head up and down his cock like your life depends on it. whimpers, moans, and word of praises slip out of his mouth. you're making him feel so fuckin good, he can't stop himself from cumming, when you take the rest of his dick down your throat in one go, his thighs are twitching when you pull off, the look at your wet lips and cum dripping from your mouth immediately makes him hard again.

giving: he drags his face up and down your cock for what appears to be attempt at kisses of sorts before taking your tip into his face hole. it was a little cold, but the further you went in the warmer it got, it felt like thick walls of void were clenching around your cock. you placed a hand on his head to keep it still as you thrust in and out of his face, he lets out moans and whimpers, hands gripping at his thighs, when you cum, he gasps, his walls clenching around your dick as takes all of your cum down his throat, not spilling the drop.

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receiving: he sits back and relax, his hand running through his hair as he stares down at you sucking his cock, in between his moans and groans, words of praise slip out of his mouth, you're making him feel so good, lookin so pretty as you suck him off. he throws his head back with a loud moan when you swirl your tongue around his tip, licking his sensitive slit in the process. he bucks up into your face, balls hitting your chin as you take him back down your throat

giving: he kisses and kitten licks up and down your cock, basking in the way you try not to thrust right into his face. he gives your tip a quick suck before taking you in his mouth. he moans loudly around your cock, mumbling about how good you taste, he starts to move his head like a cock hungry whore, interlacing your fingers together as he sucks you off. you lean back into the coach with a loud moan, fuck does his mouth feel amazing. you're quick to finish, peter is taking and milking the rest of your cock not wasting a single drop.

[cabezadeperro]

Hopeful Codywan

hello! a few months late, but here it is.

pre-relationship, mutual pining. takes place in the last months of the war, in that part of tcw when it's like obi-wan's getting beaten up every single episode. T, ~660w

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“We have to stop meeting like this,” Kenobi says. 

Like this: hanging upside down, bare feet and a rusty chain as thick as Cody’s wrist around his ankles.

Cody snorts. He clears his throat, ignoring the shivery relief blooming in his belly, and crosses the room towards the general. He’s dripping, a bit: blood and sweat and somehow machine oil, too. Cody makes a face at the familiar sight of the Force-suppressing cuffs around his hanging wrists, and steps under the general. His fingers brush the dirt floor, the nails bloody. The right hand looks swollen; Cody presses his lips together and reminds himself of Mim’s ruthless efficiency. 

Kenobi’s heavy. Cody has to resettle and shift his weight, Kenobi heavy in his arms. His men flood the room around them, the comm chatter a reassuring buzz in Cody’s ears. They’re an old hand at this by now: two squads disappear up the stairs tucked at the back, and seconds latter the chain starts unspooling. Kenobi groans, gritting his teeth, Cody wishes for something other than hard, unforgiving plastoid.

“I think this is the first time I find you like this, sir,” he says while he lowers Kenobi to the ground. Kenobi sighs shakily. His face is red under the grim, and his hair is a mess. Cody wonders what happened to his outer robes, to his lightsaber. To his boots.

Kenobi blinks. One of his pupils is bigger than the other, and he can’t seem to focus his sight on Cody. 

“Really? You’ve never found me upside down?” He sounds genuinely curious about it. He’s shaky, shivery. Cody takes off his bucket and then one of his gloves. The skin of his neck is too cold to the touch, sweaty—he’s going into shock. Kenobi turns into the touch, eyes slipping closed, and Cody sighs. He leaves his hand there and holds him up when Kenobi sways.

“Nope,” Cody says distractingly. He kneels properly, his armour slipping on the cracked tarmac, and when Kenobi leans on his chest he allows it. Where the heck is Mims. Cody eyes the cuffs, and then catches the eye of Crys while he’s on his way to the upper floor as well and jerks his chin.

Kenob hums. He blinks his eyes open again, and they somehow find Cody, fix themselves to Cody’s own. They’re sharp. Crys kneels next to them, takes out something sharp and long and dangerous looking from one of his pouches and starts messing with the cuffs, and Kenobi allows it with a small sigh.

“I’m trying to think of a joke,” Kenobi finally tells him. “But the concussion doesn’t help.”

He sounds so—blasé about the whole thing.

“Something about hanging around, sir?” Crys says distractedly.

Kenobi hums again. “Too cliché.”

Crys clicks his tongue and rolls his eyes.

Mims descends upon them seconds later, and Cody steps away and lets him do his job. He puts his bucket back on and kicks away the cuffs when Crys finally pops open the lock. Kenobi shivers, eyes rolling closed, and he falls quiet, face emptying of pain and thought, of exhaustion.

“You need better material, sir,” he tells Kenobi. Somehow, his voice sounds normal. Easy. Cody clears his throat.

Kenobi blinks his eyes open again. He smiles, and his split lip bursts open again. He looks like the back side of every single trooper still Cody has had the disgrace to find in an inspection.

“Sorry to disappoint, commander,” he replies. He’s starting to fade away: he opens his mouth, half-way through whatever he was planning to say next, and then he drops off and in Mims’s ready arms. 

Cody shakes himself. He doesn’t look while Mims and his team take him away, because the job is the job is his job. He puts his glove back on, his palm tacky with someone else’s sweat and blood, and tries and fails not to hope this is the last time they’re almost too late.

[sometinybees]

finally got around to updating my skykids ref sheets! Mim and Chiyo's old ones weren't bad, but just needed some upgrades to match Clove's :)

Chiyo is an older skykid, how old they actually don't remember. a few years back they had an accident in Eden that left them with scars, a scrambled brain, cryptic dreams, and those black horns sprouting from their head. All in all they've taken it in stride, being a quite easygoing and goofy kid and making a new life for themself helping out moths as they make their way through the lands. Though they always seem to leave the new moths to venture into Eden on their own...

Mim is a pretty new soul, but has been living with Chiyo for a while now. The two are practically siblings, but make no mistake even is Mim is younger she's the brains of this operation. Mim was actually one of the moths Chiyo helped out. More often than not Chiyo never sees the moths they help out again, but Mim sought them out once she was done with her journey. The two haven't been seen apart since.

Clove is.... strange. She never takes off her mask, lives alone up near the Wasteland Temple, and is rude and off putting to most who try and befriend her. She's a healer, and even if she annoys the hell out of her patients shes going to do her job, and she does it well. She actually was the one to heal Chiyo's injuries, and Chiyo is really the only one who she seems to put up with (which they like to boast about). And she just might be warming up to Mim too.

[isleofdarkness]

Thanatos; Alright it's the first Thursday of the month so I'm finally allowed onto the Isle to do my job, I'm just gonna collect the dead and leave if that's okay with everyone- Thanatos; *sees Hades, who looks like he got run over by a steamroller, in a destroyed room watching Maverick Mim use titan magic to try and bring Ginny Gothel, one of Thanatos's friends, back to life and also, Ginny is tied to a bed and he's pretty sure that's a stab wound in Hades's arm* Thanatos; You know what, I'll just come back tomorrow.

[soracities]

mim, my mum has had a difficult time coming to terms with the fact (and even comprehending what it /means/) that i am nonbinary/genderfluid. we had a very difficult time this last year and a half bc i had very serious medical issues, but i'm finally better, and today i tried on my new uniform (a really nice suit) for my first new job post-recovery, and while she and my dad and grandma kept gushing about what a pretty girl i was, i whispered very quietly, "i'm handsome", half expecting it to be brushed off or gently ignored. and for the first time since i came out five years ago, my mother (the person i love most in the world) beamed at me like she wouldn't change a thing about me and said, entirely heartfelt, "a very handsome boy". i feel so full of love i have no words for it. it's already one am and i should be asleep, i have an early day soon! and yet here i am, once again tearing up and laughing.

very sorry for the delay in responding to this, but i am, truly anon, utterly beyond happy for you 🤍 what a beautiful, beautiful moment and i'm so touched you chose to share it with me. i hope you and your mother's relationship can continue to grow and flourish and deepen with this renewed care, acceptance and understanding 🤍

[lottie1824]

trick or treat!

Hiiii Mim, thanks for the ask 🧡. You can have a drabble

Everyone on the grid had a secret. Not the small kind like Max and Charles having a crushes on each other or Lando and Oscar dating. More like Oscar being a vampire sort of secrets.

Of course everyone wanted to find out the other's secrets. But when Oscar asked around, apparently nobody knew what anyone else's secrets were. Except for those who were particularly close like Charles and Pierre.

When Oscar payed attention to everyone around him, it was remarkably easy to figure them all out. Like Lando having a tail. But someone had a far more dangerous one and it was Oscar's job to expose it.

[rattlyglitch]

A Human not as He Seems

Malleus had walked out to the courtyard to meet up with Mim. He had invited Malleus to have tea with him and Malleus was glad to accept the invitation. He had been wanting to get to know Mim. The human was older than him and if possible could tell him more about the war then the storybooks he had or Lilia. Malleus hated the fact how everyone seemed to want to push back the war or ignore it all together.

He knew that the fae had gone through so much pain and that was a reason why not many chose to share anything about the war and much less talk about it. Malleus didn’t want but felt like he needed to understand something at least. The most that he could possibly know about the war was that Lilia hadn’t hidden from him that Silver was indeed a child of the enemy. Malleus was sure it was with the intention that Malleus wouldn’t loathe Silver if he ever found out. He didn’t feel like he could ever truly hate Silver because of who he was born from but it was good to know.

Malleus felt like it was important to know in case someone tried to offend Silver or point it out to Malleus if they were to ever know who his parents were and he wouldn't be caught off guard. Mim had invited Malleus to have some ice cream in town since he and Lilia would be out. He didn’t go with Lilia and Mim as they shopped but met with them later on in the day. Malleus spotted Lilia and Mim together waiting for Malleus at the ice cream shop and waved to them. The two waved back as Malleus walked over.

“Hello Lilia. Hello Mim. I trust that your day out was well?” Lilia nodded and held up bags in his hands. “Yes I got plenty of new video games to play and clothes to. Enjoy your time with Mim, Malleus. I’ll see you once you return to the dorm.” Lilia walked off leaving the two to talk to one another. Malleus turned his gaze to Mim who seemed to still be watching Lilia. He let him for a moment before accidentally sneezing. “Let us go into the ice cream shop. It would be much more exciting than staying out here.” Malleus gave a nod and walked with Mim to the ice cream shop.

Once they had both gotten situated inside Mim went with Malleus to a table. The table was oddly shaped like an ice cream cone that held strawberry and chocolate ice cream in it while a cherry on top seemed to extend into a table. Malleus sat on the opposite side of Mim and decided to start asking questions. “Is it rude of me to ask you about the war?” Malleus didn’t want to make the situation awkward. “No, it is not young prince. It would be understandable that you would have questions about it. Ask me whatever you wish.”

Malleus thought for a moment. “What was your job during the war?” Mim gave a proud smile. “My job was to help train the troops and make sure they were fed as well. Sometimes I was able to be moral support for the as well. In the end I was glad to be able to help however I could even if I didn’t go into the battlefield.” Mim was silent after Malleus had asked as if waiting for him to ask another question. “Did you by chance know my parents?” Malleus had heard stories from Lilia and they pleased him to hear them but he yearned to know more than what Lilia had told him.

Malleus wanted to see how others viewed his parents and whether it was in a good or bad lighting. “I did indeed know you parents somewhat. Your mother was definitely offstandish and seemed like she was firm and quick to anger but deep down she only wanted the best for you, her egg to be safe.Your father on the other hand was a shy man. He was not made for war. He was a scholar who desired to read all his days long in his library with your mother and you by his side. I rather liked him. He was…he was a good man.”

Mim almost seemed lost in thought when talking about his father. The ice cream shop waiter walked over to the two before Malleus could ask another question and got their ice cream orders. Malleus tried to think of more questions he could ask Mim had had one in mind by time they received their ice cream. “Before you ask me another question, young prince, may I ask you one?” Malleus didn’t see a reason to refuse Mim’s request and allowed it.. “Yes, ask me any question you would like.”

Mim took a bit of his ice cream before continuing. “What are your thoughts on humans?” Malleus thought of a well thought answer before responding. “Humans are almost exactly like fae. They can be the kindest, most caring people in the world or the most hateful. In the end though the only difference between fae and humans is that fae have longer lives and different appearances than some humans.” Malleus decided to reflect Mim’s question back to him. “What do you think of humans, Mim?” Mim went silent when Malleus asked. He wasn’t sure whether the elder fae was trying to think of an answer or he had been offended by the question and looked down.

“I believe some humans are good…” Mim began causing Malleus to look up at him. “Some humans though are horrible and vile.” The fire in Mim’s eyes was one of malice. Malleus had only seen a face like that on Lilia when a servant fae had disrespected Malleus when he was a child due to the fact he was a child. “Those damn humans who started the war are all horrible. I was glad when their family line ended. The death of the Knight of Dawn’s family was a day I found happiest. I remember seeing his baby asleep in the cradle after their castle was destroyed.

As far as I am aware he no doubt died of starvation but it was for the best.” Mim had a smile on his face when he spoke his next words. “The child wouldn’t be alive to carry about the sins of his parents.” Malleus felt sick from what he had just heard. He pushed away the vanilla ice cream a bit in front of him uninterested in it now. Mim seemed a bit confused but didn’t take mind much. “If you are finished, let us return to the school Malleus. No doubt Lilia is waiting for us.”

[thotpuppy]

Hunting the Hunters by HuffleBBC

Chapters: 10/10 Words: 34,804 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Kate Argent Additional Tags: Dead McCall Pack, Dead Hale Pack, Stiles is a BAMF, Spark!Stiles, Magical stiles, Tattooed Stiles, Full Shift!Derek Hale, Kidnapping, Torture, Graphic Violence, Cannon-Typical Violence, betryals, Nightmares, Panic Attacks, Masturbation, MlM kissing, mentioned sex, Kate Argent - Freeform, Cannon Divergent, AU, Orphan Stiles, past Kate/Derek, Implied Sexual Abuse, Implied Torture, touch adversion, touch starved, Swearing, magical healing, Grief, Emotional Healing, Not-so-slow burn, trauma drump talk, injured derek, minor gore, Bad guys die, Fighting Summary:

The death of his pack at the hands of Argent Hunters leads Stiles to becoming a weapon of vengeance, set on killing every hunter. He is good at his job, and when his next intel tells him an Argent is nearby, he is eager to claim their blood. But his plan is interrupted when he finds a living trophy locked up in the basement. Stiles rescues the poor wolf, barely making it out of the warehouse alive. Stiles heals the wolf and resolves to bring him to a safe haven with a shaman who can find the wolf a pack and home. As they travel together, Stiles rediscovers what it’s like to have a friend and family. He confronts the pain of his past and opens up to the wolf. The two form a connection, but Stiles is forced to choose; vengeance or a new start? Sometimes a familiar pain is easier to choose than to take a chance on a hope. With an Argent standing between him and love, his past, and future may come down to a single moment, a single fight. Can he win?

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I totally meant to make a promo post for this forever ago, I am so sorry Mim!

I had so much fun doing this cover akdjgkajdg

I initially had a... very, VERY different sketch concept, but it was more of an illustration and I have just been FEELING the cover art lately, so i ended up really drawing to doing this This Way instead. I also actually spent a huge amount of time like, precariously detailing a lot of things that, due to final lighting effects, are wholly invisible akdgjkadg please please full screen the FUCK out of this and zoom in to all those tiny details. thank u LOL

[morbidology]

On the 25th wedding anniversary of Harry and Harriette Moore, celebrated on Christmas Day 1951 in Mims, Florida, the couple, prominent civil rights activists, unknowingly became the first martyrs of the early civil rights movement in the United States.

In 1934, Harry established the Brevard County, Florida, chapter of the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People (NAACP). The NAACP, under Harry's leadership, advocated for equal pay for teachers of all races, challenged segregation in lunchrooms, and worked towards registering voters of color in the region.

Despite facing opposition, they achieved some success during the burgeoning civil rights movement, witnessing an increase in voters of color in Florida during the late 1940s. However, their activism cost them their jobs at the school where they both worked. The 1940s and early 1950s saw rising racism and violence in Orange County, with the Ku Klux Klan gaining influence and becoming increasingly aggressive.

On that Christmas evening, Harry and Harriette celebrated their anniversary with family. Around 10:15 PM, after a joyful day, they retired to bed. Moments later, an explosive blast rocked their home, as 3 pounds of dynamite had been planted under their bedroom floor. The force of the explosion destroyed the bedroom, shredded the front porch, and left the house's frame in ruins. Harry succumbed to injuries on the way to Stanford hospital in a relative's Buick, the nearest hospital that treated people of color. Nine days later, Harriette passed away due to severe internal injuries, witnessing her husband's burial before her death.

When the police arrived, a sniffer dog led them to Dixie Highway, abruptly stopping without yielding further clues. Sheriff H.T. Williams found footprints at the scene, but they were compromised as he walked through them. Officially unsolved, FBI documents suggest the Orange County Ku Klux Klan's involvement. Four high-ranking Klan members—Earl J. Brooklyn, Tillman H. Belvin, Joseph Cox, and Edward L. Spivey—were identified as suspects. Despite evidence against them, no arrests were made, and all four suspects have since passed away.