#and a few of them (the more expensive) have even won prizes!

[mariasont]

Please, Don't Prove 'Em Right - A.H

a/n: my girl sabrina can do no wrong and i have been listening to this song on repeat since it came out so i just absolutely needed to write a fic about it

masterlist

pairings: aaron hotchner x fem!reader

summary: aaron hotchner is a busy man and he tends to disappoint you by missing important events

warnings: angst (sorry in advance), aaron is like not a great husband, reader is also an imperfect character, reader is a girl boss though

wc: 1.2k

You were in your best dress. More expensive than you'd ever think about buying for yourself, but it had been a gift from Aaron. You had fought him on it, scolding him for spending so much on a dress you were sure to only wear once. But he had insisted, telling you that this opportunity was once in a lifetime and that it would be a sin for it to not be celebrated with a dress that made you shine like a ruby.

He was right, partly, you were shining--glowing, sparkling, glittering--as you moved through the library. It was beautiful, to say the least--all opulence and history that was almost too much to absorb. The marble floors almost seemed to amplify the conversations around you, the clinking of glasses, the swish of overpriced gowns and tuxedos.

Your eyes settled on the tiered desks fitted with bronze reading lamps, now repurposed as a station for hors d'oeuvres and champagne. The circular arrangement of desks, once centered around knowledge, now facilitated hushed gossip and the discreet laughter of society's finest.

You could almost hear what they were thinking: there she is again without her husband, that poor thing always by herself, and your personal favorite—does he even exist?

You wanted to be angry, to scold their prying eyes, for putting their noses into something that had nothing to do with them whatsoever. But could you really blame them? Every event you attended you told the same story--my husband is a busy man with an important job--a line you had grown tired of repeating. 

And that was all true. He devoted most of his time to saving lives--how could you find fault in that? How could you complain to having a husband whose very essence was self-sacrifice and heroism?

This evening was set to be an exception; he was in New York for a case, and the Pulitzer Prize ceremony was not something he would miss. He had given you his word.

You understood his passion for his job, completely, because you held that same passion for your own. You dedicated years of your life to your journalism, investigating corruption at its highest levels. This is exactly how you ended up here tonight, nominated for a Pulitzer Prize for that very work. A Pulitzer Prize.

The term once seemed like a fantastical concept to you, a lofty accolade reserved for the likes of JFK, Bob Dylan, Robert Frost--icons, not someone as ordinary as you. Yet, against all odds, you find yourself among the select few, a nominee for an honor that has only been won by 1,512 individuals since 1917, a fact Spencer had supplied you with.

Someone was speaking to you, saying your name. Almost without thinking, your hand found a flute of champagne, taking a generous sip before turning to face them.

"You look stunning, and a well-deserved congratulations are in order. Everyone back at the office is cheering for you." It was your boss, her stilettos adding inches to her already imposing frame.

The flattery didn't quite mask her usual coldness, it was all too artificial. She wasn't your biggest fan, and she had made that clear from your first day. Still, you mustered a smile and thanked her anyway, taking another sip of champagne, hoping to drown away her nauseating voice.

"It's too bad your husband couldn't be here," she began, and you had to resist the urge to rip out her extensions. "This is an incredible accomplishment, but he's quite the busy man, as you say."

"Yes, he is busy, but he'll be here tonight," you replied, flashing her your best smile as you smoothed the red fabric that suddenly felt too tight. "He's actually here in New York on a case."

"Oh, how great. I can't wait to put a face to the name." You could tell by the look she shot her own husband that she didn't believe a word from your mouth. "Anyway, I have to go speak with an academy representative, but I'll see you and your husband at the ceremony?"

You responded with a nod, not dignifying her with words as she left, her giggles a bitter sound. You hated her. And you were ready to make her eat her words when your husband, who looked absolutely incredibly in a suit, showed up.

But then it was dinner, and you found yourself alone, surrounded by a table of important people whose names you couldn't remember. The seat beside you was empty and suddenly that omnipotent, cloud-nine feeling you had vanished with the time that passed.

The text you sent piled up, feeling a little juvenile, like you were back in high school again getting stood up at prom.

Let me know when you're close!

Is everything going okay?

Call me if you can.

An onslaught of anxious thoughts skyrocketed around your mind as you mechanically chewed the fancy food that only seemed to upset your stomach further. What if something happened? Was he okay? Did the case go wrong? Did he get in a car accident on the way here?

You were a bundle of nerves, gnawing on the inside of your mouth as your heel tapped up and down against the floor. But this wasn't borne from concern for his well-being; deep down, you were certain he was fine. The truth was simpler and sharper: he wasn't coming.

You should have been prepared, should have braced for this, but you were convinced that this time, this occasion would be an exception.

You name was being called, but this time not by someone wanting to extract prying information or stir speculation, no, this time it was carried across the crowed, wrapped in the microphone's static hum.

Your head snapped up, fingers ceasing their fidgeting as you struggled to mask the shock and avoid the gaping, breathless look of a fish out of water.

You had won.

People were clapped, but it seemed far away as you made your way to the stage, hands coming from all directions to offer pats on the back and handshakes of congratulations.

You had won.

Your feet were carrying you up a small set of stairs. You were trying to remember how to walk--left, right, heel, toe. There was a bright light on you now, prompting a slight squint and you worked to keep a smile on your face as you accepted the award.

You had to be dreaming. Had to be. There was no other explanation.

You were on display now, under the intense stage lights. Your body was on autopilot, stepping behind the podium, words flowing out of your mouth--a speech you had rehearsed over and over again in the slim chance that you would win. And here you are.

But the more you spoke the more you seemed to deviate from the script.

You paused, voice catching as you tried your best not to let the tears fall--your makeup was too pristine for smears.

"But tonight, as I accept this honor, I am reminded that while we may seek comfort in the presence of others, our truest strength comes from within." Your eyes dart around the audience, clinging to the slim chance he's there, that he showed up. "It comes from knowing that when we step into the moment, we step in with conviction, with passion, and sometimes, with a singularity that says we are enough."

The final words of your speech hang in the air, a brittle hope that disappears as quickly as it surfaced. He proved them right, and no amount of applause can drown out the sound of your heart breaking just a little.

part 2

taglist: @hotchhner @khxna @readergf @sarcasm-and-stiles @edencherries @aurorsworld @princess76179

[cepheusgalaxy]

What are they prized for, you ask?

Perhaps they are simply good looking. Pretty eyes, a nice face, etc. But if we want to go to a different flavor or whump, make them be prized for their skills, like a puppy.

Boxie is an insanely good cook. They are the strongest and toughest and more agile guard dog you've ever seen. They have a top tier service that a five star hotel couldn't provide. They were expensive as fuck. Whumper maybe bought them from a 'private handler', someone who takes WRU pets/boxies with basic training and train them to compete in different categories to win this 'prized' status, then selling them at an enormous amount. Whumper is quite wealthy and they want only the best for themselves, so they buy one of these rare, more than perfect pets.

I wonder what happens if whumper dies? Such a valuable possession couldn't be sent to a random shelter or secondhand store like a normal pet, could it? Would whumper perhaps have left them in their will? Does whumper's family get it? Do they gift it to their spouse?

I don't know, the tought of a prized boxie just crossed my mind the other day, and I'm really fond of the concept of treating them like a pertocularly big or strong farm animal or a little dog that does cool tricks. Also, have your prized whumpees in a practical skills competition, it'd be fun

Make your bbu whumpee a prized pet

[just2bubbly]

So apparently I decided to write fluff after a long long time and I'm quite proud of myself for that! :)

Masterlist

Romantic Diversions

Ship: Kaider

Words: 925

Genre: Fluff

Kai's Perspective:

Dhsam!

The door was opened with a loud bang which caused Kai to stir from his work. This uninvited disturbance gave rise to subtle anger and he was ready to pounce on the individual who had decided to barge in his cabin in such a dramatic fashion. 

Regardless, he didn't do any of that since the person who was standing at the door was his own wife. He smiled at her sight, expecting the generic 'Did I disturb you?' from her but she had more surprising cards up her sleeves today. Her theatrical entry just led to an even bigger bouncy voice. 

"I can't believe you did that?!" she cried as she pulled a seat before him. That phrase left him more baffled than ever. Cinder wasn't the one for dramatic flair if truth be told- he was the theatre kid out of the two. 

"What did I do?" he questioned, the file he was working on completely forgotten. 

"Look," she said as she passed the tablet to him. Kai was really curious about what he had done that had got Cinder so excited so he looked into the screen without asking any further questions. 

The screen played a video: 

"Your Majesty, would you like to say anything about the lack of apprehension-" some reporter asked before being interrupted by another.

Kai was not expecting to be chased by a mass of reporters as he flew back home. Alas, he was having a press conference in the airport parking lot right now and he definitely wasn't prepared for this one. 

"Goodness, is that Dr Alan Coetze I see there," he exclaimed- seeing the familiar face of the scientist who talked in a language Kai wasn't quite fluent in. Cinder used to love watching his shows and Kai had seen them from time to time too.

"My wife, the Empress is a big fan of Dr Coetze. You would have to excuse me. I need to have his autograph. My wife would be sorely disappointed if I let down this chance," he explained as he tried making his way towards his saviour. 

The press seemed taken aback by his words, having a hard time believing that it was the Emperor gushing about a European scientist who had just won the Nobel Peace Prize for his thesis. 

"But you are the Emperor, Your Majesty-" someone argued, trying to put sense in him. 

"So what? You don't have any idea how inconsiderate intelligent people are towards royalty," he noted. His arguments made little sense but he needed an escapade and this crazily intelligent man that was standing a few yards from him was going to give him exactly that. 

"Your Majesty, you don't- " 

"I understand it's your work but you do have to be a little understanding about my situation too. My anniversary is getting closer and what better gift than the autograph of Dr Alan Coetze. You would have to excuse me for now. However I promise you, there will be a press conference in New Beijing and I look forward to seeing you all there." 

..

"Oh goodness!" Kai laughed and looked up, his wife's contagious smile made him smile more. 

"I can't believe you said it!" she gushed again. 

"Well, I had a flight to attend and the press wasn't going anywhere. I had to make some diversions," he elaborated, passing the tablet back to her. If he knew anything, he was sure this news was everywhere by now. 

"You're telling me the world's best diplomat needed a romantic diversion?"

"You're never gonna let this one go, are you?" he asked, knowing very well the answer to that question, instead he focused on signing the bottom of the page. 

"That isn't going to be the problem. Next press conference everyone is going to talk about this and this only," she pointed out, forgetting to mention that she too was going to make multiple jokes at his expense. 

He glanced at her, thinking how if these small diversions were what made her smile ear to ear then Kai would be likely to commit more of them every now and then. 

"Nothing that a small 'I love my wife' can't suffice." 

"Which reminds me - you said 'my wife' so many times throughout the entire thing." 

"I have a lovely wife. You can't forbid me from bringing her up all the damn time," he said. 

"Stars, I can't believe you," she continued to say, glancing back at the video before whispering, "I love my wonderful husband too." 

"Shh, don't let my wife hear about this. She gets quite protective," he smirked, throwing a wink in her direction. 

That made her chuckle again as she leaned over the desk to whisper in his ear, "Where's my autograph, Your Majesty?"

He tipped to stare into her brown orbs and replied, "I think I said it was an anniversary gift."

Before closing the inches between the two, he murmured, "Wait your time kitten." Cinder captured his lips with hers, her hands holding the back of his neck. One of his hands spread across her cheek, as he deepened the -

Tring! Tring!

The kiss was cut short by the comm that rang through Cinder's tablet and both of them groaned over it. 

"I'd see you at dinner," Cinder said, getting up from her seat. She was almost out of the door when she looked over her shoulder and announced, "I better have an autograph." 

Kai chuckled at the demand and had a delighted feeling for having met the scientist that day.

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A/N: Wrote this because I have got myself fixated on this power celebrity couple and they had a fun banter on the media and I couldn't help but imagine it for Kai and Cinder. It seems a lil unrelaistic but it's mostly the modern day alteration of the royalty and media. Hope you like it! <333

tagging: @gingerale2017 @salt-warrior @slmkaider @cinderswrench @cindersassasin @impossiblesuitcase @kaiderswell @kaider-is-my-otp @therealkaidertrash21 @fangirlforever0704

[pickalilywrites]

We've seen the baking contest fics, how about a swimsuit competition for both male and female. Prize is an summer worth of a free stay at a 5 star island resort

(This is Levi seeing Zeke on stage in a speedo: 🙄)

i would have put my vote in for speedo!zeke tbh

a show with a view

snk ensemble. modern au. 2129 words.

The beach is abuzz with visitors that are here for the view but not of the ocean. Today is a swimsuit competition held at the nearby beach in Shiganshina. Like the previous competitions, this competition is also being sponsored by the Paradis Mall with the hopes that it would boost sales for the newest swimwear lines for their luxury stores Reiss and Warhammer. This time the prize is a much coveted all-expenses paid stay at any Fritz island resort, good for the entire summer. 

Erwin Smith is the only returning judge from the cooking competitions, but he has a sheepish smile on his face as he walks around with his clipboard. He’s greeted eagerly by many female participants as well as audience members, but he’s shyer than usual. “I didn’t read the invitation correctly and had assumed this would be another cooking competition. I agreed to it and only realized recently this was a swimsuit competition,” he says with a laugh. 

“What a shame,” Sasha sighs. She wears a leaf-patterned one piece bathing suit that she had fished out of her closet. She was the one that had dragged her friends to participate in this competition with the hopes that one of them would be able to win the all-expenses paid resort package, although she’s also content with just feasting at the barbeque taking place after the contest. “He would have won for sure if he were a participant instead of a judge.”  

“Well, I’m glad he’s just a judge. We have enough competition as it is,” Jean says. He glances around at the competition — many of the other male contestants are wearing normal swim trunks but there are a few in speedos — and does his best to assume a pose that will accentuate his abdominal muscles without looking like he’s trying too hard. 

“I say they should bring on as many people as they want. There’s no way we’ll lose!” Connie says with a wide grin. He’s far from being a bodybuilder — Connie’s body is more leaned and toned like a runner’s — but it’s not stopping him from having fun and striking a few classic bodybuilder poses. He winks cheekily when a group of girls squeals when he strikes a particularly dramatic pose.  

Reiner leans over as he observes the crowd that Connie is drawing. “Now there’s a strategy. Do you think I should try that out? Maybe it’ll get me more votes.”  

“Isn’t it enough that you oiled yourself up with that body oil? You practically drenched yourself in it,” Annie says with a slightly disgusted expression on her face. “It’s a good thing that I talked you out of getting a spray tan.” 

“I would have looked amazing in a spray tan,” Reiner pouts. He stands with his feet shoulder-width apart, his hands on his hips as he flexes his biceps. He speaks through gritted teeth, his lips spread in overexaggerated smile, as he adds, “I bet I’d have more people looking over at me at least.” 

“For all the wrong reasons,” Annie replies with a roll of her eyes. She doesn’t bother posing or even standing up straight. Her arms are folded over her chest so that they cover the top of her blue two-piece bathing suit. She had been enticed by the talk of a luxury resort, but she’s beginning to think that a bathing suit competition isn’t worth it. She sees Bertholdt beside her assuming a similar position, but his expression is completely miserable. To Reiner, she says, “Look at Bertholdt. He looks like he’d rather be anywhere else. We shouldn’t have competed in this competition in the first place.”  

“I’m fine,” Bertholdt says. He’s still hunched over and doing his best to cover his torso but failing horribly because of his large stature. He smiles weakly at Annie. “I’m just ... a little embarrassed.”  

“What’s so embarrassing about wearing a swimsuit to a swimsuit competition? We’re on a beach anyway, so it should be even less embarrassing,” Reiner points out. He adjusts his pose so that he’s standing with his torso angled, giving the audience a flattering view of his abs. They’re perfectly toned from years of going to the gym.  

Bertholdt winces when the sunlight bounces from one of Reiner’s perfect pecs and into his eye. “It’s still embarrassing,” he mumbles. 

“Look at poor Bertholdt,” Ymir snickers. While the other female competitors are in swimsuits that reveal much of their skin, Ymir is in bikini bottoms and a wetsuit jacket that completely covers her top half. “If he’s so shy, he shouldn’t have competed in the first place. Not that I’m complaining. It makes it easier for me to win.”  

“Are you even trying to win? No offense, but your swimsuit isn’t exactly flattering,” Historia grumbles. She’s only an audience member this time, having chosen to step down from competing after her sister Frieda had been selected as a judge. While she does wear a swimsuit, she’s covered it up with a white sundress.  

“Do you want me to take a competition seriously? I didn’t want you to get jealous. I’m wearing a string bikini underneath,” Ymir says. She reaches up for her zipper and begins to pull it down slowly, a mischievous grin on her face.  

Historia stops Ymir midway, her face beginning to flush despite the wide brimmed sunhat she wears. “You can show me later. I can book us a stay at the resort. We should leave the prize to someone who can’t actually afford to book it themselves.” 

Ymir laughs and pulls Historia in for a hug. “As long as you’re the one paying.” 

“Must be nice to be rich,” Mikasa muses as she observes Ymir and Historia. She had opted for a sleek, black one piece. It’s cut deep in the back to show off her finely toned muscles, but she doesn’t bother flaunting them to the crowd. Even though she’s entered the swimsuit competition with the rest of her friends, she’ll still as modest as ever.  

“At least Historia’s not competing. I think I finally have a chance this time. Baking’s not really my forte, but I can stand in a swimsuit and look good,” Eren says. He strikes a power pose, his chest puffed out proudly, but it’s his loud, garish swim trunks that are catching everyone’s eyes. He glances over at Armin who’s standing awkwardly beside him. “You should have worn something more noticeable, Armin. You’re just going to blend in with everyone else like that.”  

“I think I’m okay with that,” Armin mumbles. He looks down at his feet, wiggling his sand-covered toes. He thought he would be fine participating if Eren and Mikasa were there with him, but he’s finding it more embarrassing than he had anticipated.  

Some participants, like Eld, are enjoying themselves. Eld assumes the pose of classical statues — Discobolus just about to throw a discus, Michaelangelo’s David, the pensive Thinker — and grins as he draws laughs from the crowd as well as his friends. Levi, however, is much less amused. 

“You look like you’re taking a shit,” Levi tells Eld, who hurriedly gets out of the Thinker pose and tries to think of another pose to assume. Unlike the rest of his friends, Levi is much less enthusiastic about the whole swimsuit competition. Although he’s wearing swim trunks, he’s covered up with an unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt and a straw hat to protect his skin from the sun.  

Petra leans over and tugs Levi’s sleeve gently. “Come on, Levi. Aren’t you having a little bit of fun?”  

Levi looks over at Petra and takes in her outfit — a crocheted cover up made by Gunther thrown over a white bikini. Finally, he concedes, “It’s not the worst.”  

“It’s going to get even better because I’m going to win.” Auruo stands beside Petra confidently. He’s flexing his muscles so hard that he has to speak through gritted teeth. Sweat rolls down his forehead under the bright sunlight and the strain of flexing his muscles, but his smile doesn’t break. “Don’t be too disappointed when you lose, Petra.”  

“Just because you’re wearing a speedo doesn’t mean you’re going to win,” Petra says with a roll of her eyes. 

“Why not?” Auruo says with an indignant huff. He forgets posing for a moment, not bothering to make sure the light is hitting his abs at the right angle. “Zeke is getting a lot of attention. I’d say we’re about the same in terms of popularity.” 

Petra scoffs at the comparison. “You’re nowhere near the same level.”  

“I should hope not,” Levi says dryly as he watches Zeke flirts with Frieda Reiss as she comes around to judge. He rolls his eyes when Zeke offers a bicep out for Frieda to touch, which she does with a bashful giggle.  

Gunther runs up to his friends. His arms are filled with water bottles fresh from the ice cooler while his hands clutch electric fans that he passes out. While his friends are drinking water and fanning themselves, he’s fussing over them and pulling out a bottle of sunscreen from his fanny pack. 

“You guys need to stay hydrated. Didn’t I tell you it was going to be sunny today? The temperature’s up from yesterday, too. They should have held the competition on a different day,” Gunther grumbles as he slathers sunscreen on Auruo’s arm. He ignores Auruo’s complaints about sunscreen not being cool and scolds his friend saying, “Do you know what else isn’t cool? Sunburn and skin cancer.”  

Hanji isn’t participating this time, instead observing from a lounge chair under an umbrella that Moblit had set up. Moblit is seated beside them on a beach towel with an electric fan in his hand that he points towards Hanji. 

“What an excellent competition,” Hanji comments before taking a sip of coconut water. They pass it over to Moblit to take a sip. “Who do you think will win this time?” 

“Hm? I don’t really know. I haven’t been paying much attention,” Moblit says, which is true. He’s spent much of this time just making sure Hanji was in the shade and staying hydrated. “Maybe we should have participated, though. You could use a vacation. You’re always working.” 

“Aw, you really think I’d have a chance at winning?” Hanji laughs. They look over at their companion affectionately. “I suppose I have been working a lot. Maybe we could book a vacation soon.”  

Moblit beams. “I can pack.”  

Pieck is also watching as Gunther applies sunblock to Eld’s back despite Eld’s complaints. She turns to Porco with a sleepy smile. “That looks fun. Should we do that, too? It’s important to take care of your skin.”  

“You were very generous when you gave me sunblock before we left the house this morning,” Porco reminds her. He tries to act nonchalant, but his cheeks are flushed pink as he remembers just how eager Pieck had been to apply his sunscreen.  

“As you were with me,” Pieck nods, not embarrassed at all, “but it’s important to reapply every few hours.”  

Porco is a weak man. If they weren’t in public, he would have fallen on his knees already and agreed. “Let’s wait until the competition is over.”  

“Wonderful!” Pieck smiles.  

The air is filled with the sound of a bell and the judges wait for the crowd to quiet down before they take their place in front of the contestants. Frieda Reiss stands front and center with Willy Warhammer and Erwin Smith on either side of her. She looks absolutely stunning in her white sundress and wide-brimmed straw hat. When the wind blows, her skirt billows behind her, making her look like a goddess.  

“Hello, all. Thank you for everyone who participated in this year’s swimsuit competition. We had many stunning entries, some even wearing suits from our Reiss and Warhammer stores,” Frieda says, nodding towards Zeke who gives the crowd a wave. Frieda pauses to let the crowd swoon before continuing. “We hope you’ll be able to join us for our barbeque after the winner is announced.”  

The crowd cheers at the mention of free food. Sasha and Connie are particularly loud, and it elicits a smile from Erwin.  

“It is with great pleasure that I announce the winner of the all-expenses paid trip to one of the Fritz 5-star island resorts ...” Willy announces with great gusto. He pauses for dramatic affect, smiling as the crowd waits in suspense. “... Bertholdt Hoover!”  

Reiner is ecstatic. As soon as Bertholdt’s name was called, he swept his friend up in a hug and lifted him off his feet. “You won! Isn't this great?” 

“Just wonderful,” he lies. Bertholdt grits his teeth and smiles for the cameras that are already snapping away. He wants to sink into the sand and never come out. 

[lionews]

When it comes to a player-run trading centre, the trading centre is technically player-run - but it's also just player-based. there are no set prices, and it's not moderated by the players whatsoever. We are relying on users like Tycoon deciding to be nice and lower the prices, and not be awful and raise them to 30gb in the event. it's not unreasonable to want to have a better-moderated, player-run trading centre. It really isn't, and being offened about how they worded it is pretty weird man. users also should be not fucking nervous about ONE user determining the worth of a singular, or group of items as they please?? Common sense?? Our trading centre has been failing since december 2021, way more than two years ago. It has been since the player boom. This year, the prices have been absolutely horrific - again, gnawrocks were 30GB IN the event, all because one user has absolute control over the trading centre - and instead of ignoring their trades, users rushed to buy more expensive trades which made the prices skyrocket from 20gb at first, to 30gb within a few days time. I would love the idea of a new trading centre, which is player run and moderated and PREVENTS things like that happening, while giving users the freedom to price things how they want. i mean, come on, 1GB per item for the harbinger quest? that's fucking ridiculous, and so is the concept that some people wanted to sell each item for 5-7GB INDIVIDUALLY as well. I sympathise that the items are worth more in the events, and large rocks/leaves are in general hard to get, but pricing them that high per item just because someone else is struggling? that's horrible to think about.  it is almost impossible to buy things for the majority of the community without it being a huge hit on your bank account, and for some it can take months, maybe even years - as you mentioned anon - to figure out how to actually sell and make a profit with their stuff. I just saw someone say that a 9x rosette vagabond is worth 1300GB+ in value - understandable for what they've spent on it, but at the same time why was our Gon RL last year being offered more than 10kGB in value?? That's not reasonable. that's thousands of dollars, real money. Yeah, you worked hard for it, but to spend 10kGB on a single lion just for the novelty prize?? your choice, but in my mind that's just signifying how bad the TC is now. Yes, users should get their worth for their rightfully won/earned assets, but within reason. I'm not going to buy a nun with 2 rosettes for 800gb, and im sure as hell not going to spend more than 2kGB on a RL [which any singular rl was between 800-1000GB in value ONLY TWO YEARS AGO] just because they have a mutation. it's good and all you're able to make profit, anon, but you should really keep in mind that a lot of people cannot and a lot of profit i'm seeing being made is from: A - tracing art B - AI art C - scamming people out of their money. it is their own opinion, and it could have been sent as an ask as a half-joke, there was zero reason to be as assy as you were about it just because you disagreed with it - you're speaking to people behind a screen and on a salt blog or not, have some dignity and self respect and explain things calmly - being anonymous behind a screen does not give you a godsent right to be rude.

[fancifulflora]

ATOC ROs at a Theme Park: Modern!AU Headcanons

I just came back from Universal since I was celebrating my baby cousin's birthday and my legs hurt and I hurt and I regret not having shoes that aren't heeled. So while I nurse my wounds I'm going to slap down some headcanons about the LIs at a theme park since it popped into my head mid-wait for a ride

Azad/Ashti

Enjoys people-watching a little too much while waiting in line. They might look a little distant and in thought, but don't let those hazel eyes fool you- they're judging the unfortunate beach bottle blonde Karen cut on one of the others in the line.

Will ignore most of the side vendors and booths for the most part, until they pass by the carnival-style games where you can earn your selection of over-priced, mass-produced plushies you could probably order online.

That's when A backs it the fuck up and makes it their mission to win.

I mean.

They want to win one for you, of course. That's why they're doing it. It has nothing to do with the self-satisfied smirk on the vendor's face when some teenagers walked away with a measly consolation prize.

And it has nothing to do with the fact that they dared to boast that it was unbeatable. No, no no no. Nothing as silly as that.

After a few failed tries, curses, and a small snack break, you end up with the biggest prize in your arms, resting on top of a tiny mountain of small keychains and prizes that A won while trying to beat the damned game. But hey, at least you have something to remember the day by? Well, a lot of somethings but you get the idea.

When the heat starts getting to the two of you, A is the most likely to go get one of those water bottles that mists you while a fan blasts a cool breeze into your face- without you needing to ask too.

If there's a cool water ride or, even better, one of the crazy ones that flip you upside down and drag you so close to the water's surface but not quite. A's going. Period.

They will have their hands in the air the entire time and enjoy the adrenaline rush and laugh internally at everyone looking like a wet rat by the time the ride's over.

And if there's a water park???

To be honest, A might try a few cool water rides in a water park but have you seen the pools? They might enjoy swimming and the water more than your average joe but they aren't a fool.

Would be a little more than curious to try out one of those artificial wave machines though, probably faring well on their own board.

Dara/Delal

They come prepared with a complete battle plan. The tickets are expensive and so to make the most of their time there's a perfect route for everyone to take that will let the group hit all the best rides before they have to leave or simply loose the will to continue on

Too bad everything goes out the window the moment they get through the gates and everyone starts splitting into their own groups

Still, is dedicated to not letting their work go to waste and will trek on anyways. One second, you see them on one side of the park, but the next time you get off a ride D is now on the exact opposite side of the damn place, halfway through the line already. How did they even make that much distance so fast? And how are they already that far up the line? Isn't that ride supposed to be popular?

The world may never know

If the two of you are together though, then you'll know that D has one of those sites on their phone that keeps you updated on the amount of traffic on each attraction and has already committed the map to vague memory. No need to shuffle awkwardly to the side of the path in a sea of people and "Sorry!"s and "Excuse me!"s as you fumble through your bags to find some flimsy piece of paper.

With D around, your trip is made much less socially awkward. And with their large size, it makes it easier to carve through the swarms of tourists and regular parkgoers. After all, no one wants to be flattened by someone so large with that serious look in their eyes, all part ways for the two of you, if just by a little bit.

Will scrunch their nose at most of the cheesy lines on the t-shirts and hats but will most likely cave by the end of the day and at least get one thing to remind them of their little outing. Avoids all eye contact when they leave a gift shop with a cap on that says "I had an un-bee-lievable time!" with a cartoon bee winking at you as if they too were enjoying the embarrassment.

Though slightly flustered at first, would probably wear a matching outfit or a couples t-shirt with you for the day. It's cute, okay?! And if done tastefully, isn't nearly as bad as it sounds.

Will probably wind down and relax by going on slow rides, the kind that takes you on a tour throughout the park just so they can see the sights and rest their legs from all that standing and walking around.

But the moment they get off the break's over and D's already on the move, only slowing down fully if you show signs of getting tired yourself.

If it wasn't going to catch the stares of everyone within a 20 feet radius, D would most certainly be down for carting you around in their arms when you get tired. If you ask them too they won't hesitate, though it might make them a little more than embarrassed to do so.

Rozerîn/Rêzan

Why are they even here? Couldn't you all have chosen something more relaxing? It's hot. Too hot. There are so many people. Sweaty people. People who need a bar or two of deodorant or some sense of personal space knocked into them. R is the unfortunate one that's dragged along for the day but still finds a way to enjoy it themselves

Admires the way all the employees stay in character as they put on shows throughout the park. The costumes are wonderfully designed, the atmosphere, even when it changes just when you round the corner, is rather immersive if you linger.

Wouldn't want to go on any crazy rides that throw you haphazardly around. However, they would enjoy those cool 3D rides with a simple storyline and cute effects like a fog machine or a water mister.

Finds the fact that all the rides drop you off at an appropriately themed gift shop the second after the ride's over to be distasteful.

Then, they see the cutest animal plush in the world and forgets all about that for a second. You might want to stop them before they have the mind to get you one too because these plushies are gonna quickly become your new faux children. And whoops, they have names now too. How did that happen?

Will don the biggest sunhat you've ever seen and dramatic sunglasses for the day and no, they aren't taking it off. Would be willing to replace the big shades they have if you buy them a replacement. No matter how silly it looks, it's still a gift from you after all.

If there's some kind of petting zoo available they're already b-lining for it. You can certainly join as well... if you catch up with them. But unless there are other cool sights to see this may be where they spend a great many hours of the day.

I'll give it a solid 6/10 chance that R ends up babysitting everyone else's stuff while they go on rides. Bumping it to a 9/10 if X is allowed to go crazy with their purchases. I mean, someone's gonna have to watch all your stuff and it's not like they're all too interested in whatever the "Shark Tornado" that you're all going on is.

With enough convincing and maybe a little smile from you they're willing to go on one or two of the more intense rides, although the caveat is that they're gonna be riding next to you no matter what.

If the ride's especially scary they'd hold and squeeze your hand tight before moving to the safety rails before they cut off circulation or something.

And afterward, with the wind having blown through their long hair and their face flushed from the pumping of adrenaline and blood in their heart, R manages to come out still looking pretty.

A messy pretty, but pretty nonetheless.

Xelara/Xelef

Buys a ridiculous amount of souvenirs. Like. A silly amount.

Will start off at a gift store absentmindedly looking through the selections and then they see something Heval would like. Oh shoot, you would love this. They just have to get it! Damn, they should probably get this too while they're at it. Ohhhh, now D would hate this... which is the perfect reason why they need to buy it for them.

Will shrug off any attempts to get them to stop with a small "it's a special occasion!", as if that argument really holds when they're trying to buy a snow globe in mid-July.

Honestly, the mental image of X clad from head to toe in theme park merchandise is more than amusing, until you realize that they're going to rope you into the same thing.

Would die waiting in line, so they make it a point to buy into the dumb fast pass system and will reserve the right to still complain a little if the line wait is too long.

I could see it being really cute being in line with X though, due to how physically affectionate they are. They wouldn't go over the line with PDA if it made you uncomfortable, but would most likely burn the time away with their arms wrapped around you, their chin resting on your head if you're short enough or against your shoulder. Might sneak a lil smooch in there if there aren't too many people in line.

Feel free to give them a little shove when the sun rises too high and everything gets too overwhelmingly hot though, X is practically a furnace so they understand even if they pout a little.

Same as D in the sense that they enjoy the more extreme rides more, but instead of putting their hands in the air and taking it in like a normal person they make it their mission to scout out the exact timing in which the ride takes your photo and comes in prepared

They'll do the usual, raise their arms up, screaming much louder than those around them, but by the time the ride is up and everyone's disheveled and their legs are all wobbly X is practically bouncing on their feet.

Heading down to the gift shop you can see why, with everyone looking like a mess they're the only photogenic one in these "candid" photos. It's even better if you aren't nearly as graceful on rollercoasters, X determined to collect all the images of the two of you on every ride you go on with claims of finding the contrast "endearing". And if you do happen to look pretty put together despite the hellish twists and turns of the ride, X makes it their mission to get the two of you to do poses for the camera on the rest of the rides. Collecting the images and then lining them up by the end of the trip in a makeshift photobooth reel of the day.

BONUS

Kulîlk Teyran

Will not eat the entire day prior in preparation for the big outing. But don't worry too much about her, she's already planning to make up for it in spades when she gets the chance.

She's super excited the moment that the trip is even brought up, never having really gotten the chance to go out much before. And to spend one of those outings at a theme park? With friends? With you?? What more could she want?

Does research in her own way. Mainly by looking through social media of other people going to the same park and studying their reviews and pictures. Will go to YouTube for videos of people eating through the menus there or taking POV footage of rides so she can mentally prepare herself and plan accordingly. Oh? The turkey legs are overrated? Well she won't bother with trying that then...

However, it's due to her excitement that she can't sleep by the end of the day. And when she can't sleep she begins to be anxious about missing the set time you guys meet up and being late. And when she thinks about being late she gets physically ill with anxiety and the fear of irritating her friends and you. And since she's anxious now, she can't sleep.

The cycle continues and before she knows it she barely gets 3 hours of sleep and her alarm is already ringing while she stares wide-eyed at the ceiling. Great. Lovely. What a start to the big trip to the theme park.

Still shows up before anyone else does, the most bitter cup of coffee in hand and her stomach dying. Only brightens up when she sees you or the rest approaching.

Finds the most endearing thing about theme parks to be the cute way they style and theme their food. Whether it's a cupcake with a little unicorn horn on it or a burger with the character stamped across the top of the bun Kulîlk is taking photos and sampling anything that doesn't seem too sweet.

Will offer to share what she eats with you as well, though it's partially so that she has more room to eat other things.

If you're eager to ride the attractions then she will be as well! Although you might have to help her walk a little after an especially fast and loopy one.

Not going to lie, she's the most likely to get sick after an especially intense attraction. Anxiety, a full stomach, caffeine, none of it is especially helpful to the poor woman dying on the park bench.

Will probably buy some souvenirs, but in this case, has her phone out comparing the prices online with what she sees in the stores. So unless it's an item that you get to customize or has a big show about it, Kulîlk will wait till after you all leave the park in order to order you whatever you want.

Could cave with a light breeze or kiss though, so go nuts lol.

Is the annoying one with a camera, wanting to take pictures of everything that seems cool and will ask for group photos on occasion. She prefers the more candid shots anyhow.

[csmingy]

I don't think there's enough Celestial Seas salt circulating since it keeps a mostly squeaky clean rep. I'll start by listing the pros I do like about the species so the Corrin meat riders don't come at me immediately for being a negative nancy, but there are definitely some grievances I have that I wanna complain about for a bit.

It's not impossible to go in entirely free to play. It's even possible to eventually get your first free MYO and a handful of traits to go with it without actively participating in grinding prompts: You can just check in whenever there are free game gifts (which you can sell or trade for better stuff) and save up the weekly login currency. If you're really lucky, you might even get a decent premade character or two through the raffles*. The community mostly feels kind and helpful*, the world building is pretty cool, and the fact that there are 3 mostly distinct species that you can create within the celestial seas world, each with their own unique traits, is what initially drew me to the game a few years ago.

Now onto my complaining. *With regard to the raffles, and particularly the community, most of Corrin's patreon gang, the big spenders, and the old heads that have been playing for a long time are the biggest drawbacks of the game to me. I highlight the possibility of being "really lucky" at winning a raffle because almost every (good) raffle prize ends up being won by mods/Corrin's friends/members who have already won dozens of other raffle prizes, those typically being patrons/spenders, old heads, or all of the above. It's really flagrant imo and I'm surprised nobody else brings it up. Either that, or it actually has been bought up in the past, but the mostly kind community is actually more of a toxic positivity pit and quashes any justified criticisms or suspicions made by newer or free players. Most drama that starts and sneaks past the toxic positivity police is typically started by the patron/old head crew being shitty towards other players who make suggestions that would make acquiring "rare" stuff easier, instead of having to steadily fill Corrin's pockets. There used to be a channel where members could discuss these kinds of topics among themselves, but it was actually recently disabled, likely on account of a patron/old head being rude towards a suggestion they didn't like. [ https://imgur.com/a/kvcyWsM ]

That said, I think a handful of the patrons are progressively becoming jaded with the parts of the game that are unfair, even for them. Full redesigns and giving your characters alt forms are probably the worst parts of the game, due to being unforgivingly restrictive and in-game expensive. Corrin isn't above making big spenders fork over even more money (even if it's hard earned game currency) to correct traits on a design that are already there on the character art. [ https://imgur.com/a/pQvqVgl ] If I recall correctly, the member had mentioned that the design had cost them around $1000. I think they've since resold it due to the issues posed by the mod team. (Good for them tbh.)

Onto today, there was an announcement that has ruffled some patron feathers. One of the game species has undergone a big revamp by receiving a new alt form, an update that had steadily been hyped up for months by the mod team. Even prior to today's launch, though, patrons and old heads had raised concerns about having to rebuy traits all over again to use the alt form to its full potential. Those concerns were completely disregarded by Corrin, and the launch today confirms that you do indeed need to rebuy all of your traits if you want the alt form to resemble the original version of the character. Some members are accordingly disappointed by this news. [ https://imgur.com/a/YL79RII ]

In all, the idea of Celestial Seas is great. The execution, however, has personally left a lot to be desired. I feel like there are a lot of people who have complaints, but are wary to voice them because of the underlying nature of the community. Idk maybe I'm just bitter that I got lured in by the cool exterior, only to discover that it's not really any better than any other overpriced closed species. If there are other members who have complaints like mine, I would love to read them.

🍈

[forensicated]

Ginathon Episodes: Episode 236

Smiffina Recap here.

Gina looks through her post and is very confused to find she's won a competition she didn't even enter! She suspects Smithy is on the wind up and calls him into her office. He is very amused to hear that Gina's won an all expenses paid dream wedding.

"You and Jonathan are-" "No no no! We are not! And I have not entered any competition! It has to be a practical joke!" "Alright...maybe Jonathan did it. Perhaps he's trying to drop you a hint?" "Do me a favour and keep it zipped!" Adam and Jonathan arrive to speak to Smithy and Gina - and Smithy quite literally shoves it behind his back to hide it whilst the two men are in the office.

Gina is further confused when she answers June's telephone to her that her [June's] her wedding dress is ready! It appears that Jim and June are about to get married and are keeping it on the downlow. Smithy grins and asks if the dream wedding can stretch to be a double wedding? "Ask Honey 'Traffic Duty For Life' Harman! She's behind all this. She thought a dream wedding was just what me and Jonathan needed." "Well isn't it?" Smithy muses.

Gina sidles up beside June when Custody is otherwise empty and tells her that her wedding dress is ready. She's saddened June is only having a small do that she's obviously not as happy about as she makes out and realises there's a home for her prize after all.

Jonathan comforts Gina after a difficult case involving Jerome Taylor and reminds her that there's more to life than work. "Thank you for that little pearl of wisdom." "Well forgetting it cost me my marriage and I'm not going to make that mistake again." he says, kissing Gina's cheek. "Life first, work second. That's my motto." "Yeah..." Gina sighs, watching him leave the room.

Gina crosses to the Sgt's office and tells June that it's not OK for her to go out and pick up a few small bits for the wedding. "Concern from a member of my relief about my impending spinsterhood caused me to receive this and I need it like a hole in the head so you can have it." She says, handing June the prize. "Is this a joke?" "Yes. But not at your expense." Gina assures her. June says it's just like handing her a blank cheque and she can't take it. "You can and you will and you'll buy yourself something nice!" she insists. "Long time since I wept at a bride!" "I don't know what to say!" "You don't have to say anything, as long as you don't ask me to be one of your bridesmaids!"

June tells Jim about the competition win and that Gina insists they take it. Loved up, Jim announces to the canteen that he and June are getting married and that they're all invited. He thanks Gina in his speech and Jonathan asks what he meant. Gina covers by saying that she told them not to hide it and to make a big deal of celebrating their marriage. Smithy is visibly amused but out of respect for Gina keeps quiet about what Jim really meant.

Jonathan finds Gina having a scotch and cigarillo in her office at the end of a long and tough day.

Gina: "I'm bloomin' shattered!" Jonathan: "There's still life in the old girl!" Gina: "This old girl could do with a little bit of Fox charm this evening." Jonathan: "No can do I'm afraid, Law Society dinner. You'll notice the charm drops around the 5th bottle of chianti." Gina: "Oh I didn't realise you had plans." Jonathan: "You're not put out are you?" Gina: "No, you've got your life, I've got mine..." Jonathan: "Yeah and that's why it works so well when we do spend time together. " Gina: "You're absolutely right." Jonathan: "Course I am, I'm a lawyer!"

[ridiasfangirlings]

What would the character's do if they won some money from a raffle? What do you think they'd use it on?

I feel like S4 would be more boring about this since they probably all have a pretty good amount of money anyway, with the government salary and living in a dorm where they don’t even have to pay rent. Fushimi also presumably has access to Niki’s money though I doubt he touches that, even if he got some extra prize money separate from that I imagine he wouldn’t do much more than maybe buy himself some upgraded electronics. Munakata also seems to be pretty well off (I believe Gora mentioned he paid Fushimi’s ransom to Douhan himself, so…where did you get all that cash Captain) but I think he would be generous if he won some unexpected money. Depending on the amount I could see him just buying himself some new puzzles and then possibly gifting some to his parents and investing the rest, money likely isn’t something he’s terribly worried about. Awashima I imagine buying herself all the expensive high end anko treats of her dreams, like she can finally afford that rare chocolate-covered anko truffle with gold dust. 

The alphabet squad would likely have more fun with it, Enomoto definitely buys himself some new games and maybe a few expensive waifu figures that he’s always wanted. Gotou buys a rather large cursed fertility statue that fits very neatly in the corner of his dorm room, right where the eyes can stare at Hidaka all night long. Hidaka I imagine being the one to like throw a party, like drinks are on me tonight and he just has a great time. Doumyouji has to be talked out of buying himself something super cool like a motorcycle or a giraffe. Kamo definitely just quietly sends all his winnings to his kid, maybe keeping some back to take them to an amusement park or something the next time he’s able to see them. Benzai takes a tour of all the cat cafes in the area and pays extra for private time petting the cats. Akiyama buys himself some new pointy boots and handcuffs and doesn’t tell anyone. 

Homra meanwhile would be more excited about finally not being poor (or maybe not, they got that big pile of reward money for Totsuka’s killer from somewhere, are they secretly rich too). Kusanagi probably just puts the money back to work for the bar, paying off debts and maybe refurbishing some things and buying new furniture and some fancy wine, stuff like that and Totsuka complains that Kusanagi should let himself have more fun. Totsuka totally squanders all his winnings with really wild hobbies, like he’s always wanted to ride an elephant do you think this is enough for that. Mikoto I feel like wouldn’t even care, like on the bright side he can pay for his own cigarettes now but there’s nothing he really wants to do with the money. At most I imagine he’d use it to take Anna places and maybe slip some to Kusanagi as payment for all the times Kusanagi’s probably ended up supporting him.

Yata I imagine being the one who spends all the money really quickly on like a new skateboard and video games and treating his friends to stuff and then a week later is scrambling to pay his rent. Kamamoto probably uses the money on other people, like he goes out for drinks with everyone or buys Ayumi a gift, I could also see him giving some of the money to his parents to help with the shop. Fujishima gifts a lot of his money to the local animal shelter and uses the rest to buy pet supplies for any rescues he ends up with in his own apartment (Eric says he’s going to use the money on fun things but then buys pet supplies for Fujishima instead). Chitose goes to a bar and buys drinks for every cute girl he sees and then is bummed when he has no money left to take any of the girls he gave his number to on dates. Bandou probably tries the same thing except all the ladies at the bar thank him for the drinks and then ask him if he can help set them up with Akagi. Anna would I think immediately offer the money to Kusanagi, who ruffles her hair and tells her to keep it. Anna then ends up spending it to buy everyone gifts instead, imagine her insisting she needs to go out on a shopping trip on her own and the Homra guys shadowing her as she tries to get something special for everyone.

[turn-your-woundsinto-wisdom]

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗩𝘂𝗹𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝟮 (தமிழ்)

In the 1990s, a photo of a vulture waiting for a starving little girl to die so it could feed on her body was widely circulated.

This photo was taken during the 1993/94 famine in Sudan, by Kevin Carter, a South African photojournalist, who later won the Pulitzer Prize for this “incredible photo.”

However, while Kevin Carter was enjoying his achievement and being celebrated on major news channels and networks around the world for his “exceptional photographic talent,” he only lived a few months to enjoy his supposed success and fame, as he later suffered a breakdown and committed suicide!

Kevin Carter’s depression began when, during one of these interviews (a phone-in show), someone called and asked him what had happened to the little girl. He simply replied, "I didn't wait to find out after that flash, because I had a flight to catch..."

Then the caller said, "I just wanted to make you understand that there were two vultures that day, and one had a camera."

So, Kevin Carter's constant thinking about this statement later led him to depression and he eventually committed suicide. He could have still been alive today and even much more famous, if he had just picked up that little girl after her photo and taken her to the UN Feeding Center, which she was probably trying to reach, or at least taken her to a safe place.

Today, unfortunately, this is what is happening all over the world. The world celebrates stupidity and inhumane acts, at the expense of acts of heart and bravery.

Kevin Carter should have taken the little girl away from that place, which would have cost him nothing, but he didn't.

This is the inhumane posture: "he had plenty of time to take his flash, but he didn't have time to save a little girl's life."

So, we all need to understand that the purpose of life is also to touch lives.

𝗔𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗮 𝘃𝘂𝗹𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲?

In everything we do, let us put humanity first, before what we can gain from the situation. In everything we do, always think of others and how we can be useful to humanity, how we can help them.

நாற்பதுகள���ல், ஒரு பசித்திருக்கும் சிறுமி இறந்து போக அவள் உடலை உண்ண வலியுறுத்தும் ஒரு கழுகின் புகைப்படம் பரவலாக பரவியது.

இந்த புகைப்படத்தை 1993/94 இல் சூடானில் ஏற்பட்ட பஞ்சத்தின் போது தென்னாப்பிரிக்க புகைப்பட செய்தியாளர் கேவின் கார்டர் எடுத்தார், அவர் பின்னர் இந்த “அற்புதமான புகைப்படத்திற்கு” புலிட்சர் பரிசை வென்றார்.

எனினும், கேவின் கார்டர் தனது சாதனையை அனுபவித்து, உலகம் முழுவதும் முக்கிய செய்தி சேனல்கள் மற்றும் நெட்வொர்க்குகளில் அவரது "விசேஷமான புகைப்பட திறமை"க்கு பாராட்டப்பட்டு கொண்டிருந்தபோது, ​​அவர் தனது வெற்றியும் புகழையும் அனுபவிக்க சில மாதங்கள் மட்டுமே வாழ்ந்தார், பின்னர் மனச்சோர்வால் தற்கொலை செய்துகொண்டார்!

கேவின் கார்டரின் மனச்சோர்வு, இந்த பேட்டிகளில் (ஒரு தொலைபேசி நிகழ்ச்ச���) ஒருவர் அழைத்து, அந்த சிறுமிக்கு என்ன நடந்தது என்று கேட்டபோது தொடங்கியது. அவர் எளிதாக பதிலளித்தார், “அந்த ஃபிளாஷுக்குப் பிறகு என்ன நடந்தது எனக் கண்டறிய நான் காத்திருக்கவில்லை, ஏனெனில் எனக்கு ஒரு விமானம் பிடிக்க வேண்டியிருந்தது…”

பின்னர் அழைப்பாளர் கூறினார், “அந்த நாளில் இரண்டு கழுகுகள் இருந்தன, ஒன்று கேமராவுடன்.”

அந்த அறிக்கையைப் பற்றி தொடர்ந்து சிந்தித்த கேவின் கார்டர் பின்னர் மனச்சோர்வுக்கு ஆளாகி இறுதியில் தற்கொலை செய்துகொண்டார். அவர் அந்த சிறுமியை புகைப்படம் எடுத்த பிறகு எடுத்து, அவள் எட்ட முயன்ற யுனைடெட் நாட்டு உணவளிப்பு மையத்திற்கு அழைத்துச் சென்றிருந்தால், அல்லது குறைந்தபட்சம் அவளை ஒரு பாதுகாப்பான இடத்திற்கு அழைத்துச் சென்றிருந்தால், அவர் இன்று உயிருடன் இருந்து, மேலும் புகழ்பெற்றவராக இருந்திருப்பார்.

இன்று, துரதிருஷ்டவசமாக, இது உலகம் முழுவதும் நடக்கிறது. உலகம் முட்டாள்தனத்தையும் மனிதாபிமானமற்ற செயல்களையும் கொண்டாடுகிறது, இதயத்தின் செயல்களையும் தைரியத்தையும் விலக்கி.

கேவின் கார்டர் அந்த சிறுமியை அந்த இடத்திலிருந்து எடுத்துச் செல்ல வேண்டியிருந்தது, இது அவருக்கு எதுவும் செலவாகாது, ஆனால் அவர் செய்யவில்லை.

இது மனிதாபிமானமற்ற நிலைப்பாடு: “அவருக்கு தனது ஃபிளாஷ் எடுக்க நிறைய நேரம் இருந்தது, ஆனால் ஒரு சிறுமியின் உயிரைக் காப்பாற்ற நேரம் இல்லை.”

எனவே, வாழ்க்கையின் நோக்கம் வாழ்க்கைகளைத் தொடுவதும் என்பதை நாங்கள் அனைவரும் புரிந்துகொள்ள வேண்டும்.

நீங்களும் ஒரு கழுகா?

நாம் செய்யும் எல்லாவற்றிலும், நாம் அந்த நிலைமையிலிருந்து பெறக்கூடியதை விட மனிதாபிமானத்தை முதலில் வைக்க வேண்டும். நாம் செய்யும் எல்லாவற்றிலும், எப்போதும் மற்றவர்களை நினைத்து, நாம் மனிதகுலத்திற்கு எவ்வாறு பயனுள்ளதாக இருக்க முடியும், அவர்களுக்கு எவ்வாறு உதவ முடியும் என்பதை நினைத்துப் பார்க்க வேண்டும்.

[lolaweder]

Beauty Bonanza: How to Land Yourself in Possession of a Corporation like Sephora Gift Card Worthing $750

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[kandadiff]

~

"So you want me to look hot but I can't have time to get ready?" Maddy spat at her paramour, Nate from the front seat. They had been arguing since you left the hotel thirty minutes ago. Thirty minutes of listening to them argue while you were in the backseat made you think you were in some seventh circle of hell.

"No its obviously not that Maddy!" Nate countered. "I gave you four hours to get ready and yet we're still late."

"Its a party!" She said exasperated and you thanked god when you finally parked and saw the house. Nate was the first to get out, opening the door for Maddy then you and putting his hand possessively on hers.

"Are you going to give me an attitude the whole rest of the night?" She looked up at him, her tone dripping with attitude.

"Are you going to give me a reason?" He asked and you huffed making your way up to the party yourself. You had enough of them.

As soon as you made your way into the house you smiled, the party was in full swing by this point. Plus, the music was good, people were talking and dancing and the drinks were flowing, it didn't take you long to find a drink and even less to drink one. A group of girls pulling you over and demand you shotgun a beer with them - you won. Impressed, they challenged you two more times and you were happily buzzed by the time you walked away from them and deeper into your element.

“Cheers to season two!!” Damien shouted a group was gathered around him with various shot glasses in their hands. You recognized a few people, Draven and Makayla, Evan, Jackson and Jennie but there was a large group of men you didn't recognize. It was obvious they were a Kpop group given the fact they were all Korean and looked a bit nervous around everyone like they were searching for people filming them and you noticed how they moved together. Like BTS or GOT7 used to before they got comfortable around everyone. "Don't worry." Damien said making a face as the liquor burned his throat then he laughed throwing his arm around the biggest one. "Whats your name?"

"Um.. Wonho." he laughed, the still filled shot in his large hands. "You're- you're Damien right?" He was nervous and you found it adorable. You moved closer only to get a better look at him and once you did you breath left your body. He was gorgeous - no beyond gorgeous. His mile was so infectious it made you giggle like you were in school.

"Damien! Yes my name is Damien!" Damien laughed and you could tell he was on something or maybe drunk. "but Don't worry, Wonho. Today is a day to celebrate us coming into this house together! To wish good luck to everyone! To-" he hiccuped "welcome the new people like you and you and you" he said that to all the newer faces around him before "And of course you Wonho! Without cameras and them" he motioned around him but you couldn't tell where he was pointing. "they assure that."

"so" He relaxed his hold on Wonho and winked. "drink up!" The crowd around him cheered and quickly someone came to fill up the drinks and you were handed one. "Cheers again!" he shouted and tossed another shot back. You followed him, the expensive liquor going down smooth with a pleasant aftertaste. "A few more of these and i’ll be skinny dipping in the pool” he chuckled. You were about to go up to him when someone pushed into you causing the glass to shoot out your hands and bang on the floor though the sound was lost in the crowd. Your eyes followed the rude person that didn't even apologize and you saw a girl with long dark hair clinging onto Damien. You watched his joyous mood quickly turn and his eyebrow furrowed, his blue eyes darkening. "Who the fuck is touching my Lenore?"

You looked around for Lenore. Getting to know Damien in season 1 made you two fast friends and one thing you learned about him was he wasn't particular over a lot of stuff but no one could touch his prized guitar. You didn't know much about guitars but from what people told you, it was a very good one - gifted to him by some famous guitarist who he named Lenore.

You finally got a look at the girls face, not recognizing her when he turned and pointed her manicured finger toward a deeper part of the house. "I told her to give it to me but she kept yelling at me not to touch it!" the girl pouted, her green eyes looking up at him and you could feel yourself making a face. He sighed handing her the empty cup and teary bumped into you as he moved towards where she pointed too.

"Shit" he steadied you, the seeing who you were gave you a quick hug. "See me later, I wanna drink with you." With that he moved to find the person who had Lenore.

~

"🎶Oh, Maria, Maria,She reminds me of a west side story. Growing up in Spanish Harlem. She's living the life just like a movie star." I sung to myself as I swung around the guitar and danced through the hallway. "Oh, Maria, Maria. She fell in love in East L.A To the sounds of the guitar, yeah, yeah Played by Carlos Santana." I strummed the guitar and it did not sound how it did in my head. I made a face. "You don't like me, do you Lenore?" I spoke to the guitar before laughing and putting the strap around my body so I would drop it "Well I saved your ass girl so a thank you would be nice!" - though dancing with it wasn't that safe either... doesn't matter she had a good time, a better time then those weirdos I took her from.

After leaving the bedroom, I was trying to avoid Robin. I had no idea if I looked high or not so I was trying to find a bathroom to splash water on my face when I saw a guy attempting to seduce a group of girls while playing one of Damien's songs on his prized guitar. I demanded the guitar and when that didn't work. I kicked him, took her and ran away and found myself in the less densely populated upstairs, talking to Lenore trying to figure out where to put her so no one touched her.

But as I walked toward the more crowded area, I was yanked back by the strap. I quickly grabbed the guitar and turned back ready to swing it on whoever was grabbing me like that when I saw the angry face of Damien. "We're you trying to get my attention or something?" I cocked an eyebrow confused and he pulled it off of me. "Why'd you take it."

"I didn't!" I pout "I saved it!"

"Saved it? What are you, high?" He spat and my eyes grew wide. Could he tell? How? I was so discreet? "Holy shit, you are."

"Am not! I'm just drunk." I shrugged "and your welcome! some guy was using Lenore to fuck some girls!" He gave me a look and I got angry.

"Sure." he growled. He didn't believe me and instead started inspecting his instrument. "I didn't think you'd come, you ignored every other invitation I gave you." I didn't say anything (because I couldn't - he was right) and instead just turned away but before I could get to far he said. "You're not going to tell me what you're on?"

"I'm not on anything!" I shouted back at him. "This is just me."

"Bullshit!" He spit back at me. "Find someone to watch you, in your state of mind you're probably a danger to yourself, huh?"

"What are you saying?" I hissed at him. He just smirked at me, like he was so clever. I grabbed at a beer bottle within arms reach, which was Nate's, drank the remaining contents and threw the bottle at Damien aiming for his head. It shattered on the wall behind him. Some people gasped, some people laughed, people whispered and others went back to party. Damien wasn't surprised - anger in his blue eyes were present though.

"Oh my god!" A skinny girl ran up to Damien, she fussed over him inpecting his arm near the wall that the bottle shattered at. "Are you okay?"

"I didn't hit him." I sneered at her rolling my eyes and walking through the crowd making my way over to the bar.

"No but he hit that!" I heard from the crowd followed by laughter. I grabbed the neck of a beer bottle ready to aim it at whoever said that when I heard a collective gasp and saw Nate walking over towards me.

He took the bottle from my hands, popped off the cap and drank it. His knuckles red and split open. I had to stand on my tip toes and moved around him a bit to see the guy that must’ve said that face down on the floor. Nate hit him. I laughed and looked up at him surprised. In season 1, I had barely interacted with him much outside of what I heard about him from Maddy I didn’t know him that well and I didn’t really want to. But he earned that beer.

“Cheers to that!” I smiled up at him and he laughed.

“Let me get you a drink.” He said simply and I shrugged following him.

~

[alphascnsual]

As the two finally exited Alexander's office; they were the image of a glowing pair- all smiles and pure delight. Nobody could guess from looking at the two that one of them was a cold-blooded serial killer and the other was under a months-long hypnotically induced sex haze. Alexander made quick. precise work of cleaning the office- using bleach wipes and neatening everything back to where it had been before their tryst, erasing any evidence of Connor being there. He then gathered the very few important items from his office- namely his laptop and his file on Connor; those were the only two things that connected him to anything more than being a regular counsellor. He stored both things in an expensive leather briefcase that held everything else he truly needed, which again, was minimal as the sociopath had planned and lived carefully to appear normal but was prepared to disappear without a trace at a moment's notice.

The campus was quiet- since the killings had ramped up so much, people were afraid to simply be out-and-about on their own so nobody was really around to see the two leaving together. Nobody noticed Alexander walking his mindless lover to his dorm room to help collect his bare essentials. He couldn't help but run a hand along Connor's bed, "The amount of times I've watched you jerk off right here ..." he mused with a smile, "The amount of times I've slipped in here to steal your underwear or smell your pillowcase ..." he sighed blissfully as though he spoke of the most normal, delightful memories. "Just toss your things in here-" he instructed, snapping out of his daze for a bit to focus on the task at hand and tossing a black duffel bag on the bed, "Don't worry- We'll get you much nicer things; things fit for my beautiful bitch boy," he smiled, "We just need to make it look like you left of your own accord in case somebody decides to be a pain and come snooping," he explained with a sigh, now and then shaking his head and letting the younger boy know what to pack and what to abandon, leaving only college study-related items and other things that were unimportant. Connor's purpose in life would be him from now on, he wouldn't have need for material belongings.

He opened Connor's laptop while the other packed and emailed administration a notice that he was leaving the school and quitting his program before snapping the device closed and tossing it into the bag as well- he'd destroy it eventually, anything that could be used to trace Connor's whereabouts from this point would soon be taken care of. Once they were packed, including the spyware he'd planted across the dorm room, Alexander resisted the powerful urge to fuck Connor again as an poetic 'goodbye' to his former life and as a fulfilment to the fantasy he'd long had of doing that right here while watching the other through his secret cameras but his emotionless, computer-like brain told him they didn't have the time and it was risky to contaminate a scene with their joined DNA and also there was no time to waste.

Soon, Alexander escorted them to his vintage but unassuming vehicle, loading their belongings into the back, opening the door to usher Connor into the passenger seat, and then letting himself in and taking off into the early evening light. Once they'd hit the highway, it was all Connor could do not to let out a massive yell of accomplishment; he'd done it. He'd actually fucking done it. He looked over at Connor with a wicked grin and took his hand, kissing the back of it. All these long, arduous months of careful planning and ruthless killing had paid off- he'd won his prize. Connor was his and his alone. The thrill and the realization of it all were some of the first and only things Alexander had ever really felt and that was how his brain convinced him that this wasn't some heinous crime or psychopathic spiral- this was destiny. His blood was pumping and the excitement now manifested itself in another way ...

"Baby ..." he cooed over to Connor, "Be a good little boy and take care of this, will you?" he hummed casually before using his free hand that wasn't on the steering wheel and reaching it behind Connor's head, then pulling the other down and across their seats so that the other's head was in his lap, face-to-face with a his hard and pulsing crotch, still tucked beneath the layers of his clothing, "Remember ... 'No thoughts ... only Master's cock'."

Connor knew he had lost this fight. His deepest desires, the carnal needs that went beyond all reason, had won out. At least for now - but did it make a difference? Even if his suppressed consciousness, the part of him that was able to form enough proper thoughts to see Alexander for what he was and what he'd done, was to regain enough strength to take back over - a line had been crossed that he couldn't come back from. He had given himself up, had allowed a monster, a psychopath to claim him, to use and take his body and turn him from an abstract object of desire into a very real 'lover', for lack of a better term. In Alexander's twisted mind, Connor surely was exactly that. And in the boy's subconsciousness that had been pulled to the forefront? This man wasn't a psychopath, not a murderer. He was a protector, the one he needed to submit and devote himself to, because that would equate pure bliss. No worries, no fears. No thoughts. The only need he felt was to be taken by Alexander, to be fucked, and while his own body convulsed and came, he felt his only true need fulfilled in the same moment. Alexander's seed filling him, pushing his struggling consciousness once again way back into the locked away parts of his psyche.

His fear, his terror, his disgust - not at Alexander, but himself - was drowned out by bliss, the endorphines flooding his system making Connor push away the horror he should feel at the fact that he'd just had climaxed to the gigantic cock of his friends' murderer pounding him like a living sex doll. Alex's words echoed in his brain like a mantra - no thoughts, no worries. Only the other man. Only being made to feel this ecstatic bliss, only being kissed. Connor did not respond, only smiling softly with his gaze feeling absent, only a whimper coming from the brunette when the larger man pulled out of him. An anxious young man like Connor wasn't exactly having a lot of sex these days, and certainly not with a man as hung and virile as the therapist, leaving the student feel rather empty, almost disappointed at the sensation of the other's seed spilling out of his tightness, clenching his entrance not to lose Alexander's gift, eagerly licking every last drop off of the man's fingers when he fed the cum to him.

He heard every word Alexander said, although seeming rather absent-minded upon the madman's monologue about finding them a proper home. Connor's instinctive urge to flee, to run from the other and go to the police, had resigned for the moment, barely struggling to even come to the forefront of the young man's mind. Instead, he smiled with oddly empty eyes, happy that all his reasons for worry and anxiety were gone. He let Alexander dress him, still feeling the warmth of the man's cum inside him, and internalized the sociopath's words as he repeated them like he was being indoctrinated. "Nothing else matters except being a good boy for Master." Humming happily, he nodded as Alex said it was time to go - not that Connor had any clue where they were going. That wasn't for him to worry about. Master would take care of it.

[nbmsports]

Women’s Golf, and Its Players, Sees Rise in Money

When second-year L.P.G.A. player Allisen Corpuz tapped in her final putt on the 18th hole at Pebble Beach Golf Links this month, she won the United States Women’s Open with a memorable final round, overtaking the leader and holding off a surging challenger in Charley Hull.Corpuz also cashed a $2 million first-place check, which was more than double what Annika Sorenstam won for all three of her U.S. Women’s Open victories combined.Despite losing ProMedica, the health care company, as presenting sponsor for the Open, the United States Golf Association increased the total prize purse by $1 million to $11 million this year.It’s part of a broader move in women’s professional golf to increase sponsorship for tournaments as well as for individual golfers. Over the past few years, purses have risen at tournaments, new sponsors have sought out golfers and even players who are not at the top of their careers have reaped the benefits.“Elevating purses continues to elevate everyone,” said Mollie Marcoux Samaan, the L.P.G.A. commissioner.At the tour level, the L.P.G.A. has been increasing prize money for players up and down the tour ranking. This year, the total purse for 36 official events is more than $100 million. Ten years ago, that number was $49 million, but even in 2021 it was around $70 million.Last year, 27 L.P.G.A. players earned $1 million in prize money (up from 15 the year before). That number still pales in comparison with the men’s PGA Tour, where, last year, 126 players earned more than $1 million. (Only 125 players have fully exempt status on the PGA Tour, meaning even players who couldn’t play every event or who qualified for all of the majors earned more than the top L.P.G.A. players.)Yet Samaan and other leaders are also focused on the individual players. The L.P.G.A. said that from 2021 to 2022, the No. 1 player in the world earned 22 percent more, but the 50th ranked player saw her earnings rise 44 percent. The 100th ranked player got a 30 percent raise, to $167,000 from $128,000.While the top players in any sport will always be compensated well, golf is unique in that many of the players in each tournament get cut and sometimes don’t get paid anything for the week.“We’re also looking to our partners and not just how to grow the purses, but also for help on the expense side,” Samaan said. “Some of the challenges our players face is half of them don’t get to play on the weekend each week. Some sponsors include miss cut payments. Some offer stipends or travel bonus to cover basic expenses.” But not all of them.Another factor driving increased interest — and money — in women’s golf is the desire among companies to sponsor both men and women. Whereas a journeyman player on the PGA Tour has rarely wanted for a sponsor, women, even those just below the top ranks, have often struggled.Many companies, as part of broader efforts at diversity, equity and inclusion, are looking to add female players. Early to this was KPMG, which broke ground — and set a new standard — by continuing to pay Stacy Lewis under her sponsorship contract when she had her daughter in 2018.Previously, golfers had to play a certain number of events in order to receive all of their sponsorship dollars. Instead, KPMG opted to do what it would have done for an employee who went on family leave. Many other sponsors have followed suit.Aon, the risk management consulting firm, now offers the same prize money to men and women for its yearlong Aon Risk Reward Challenge, which assesses a player’s overall score on a challenging hole at each week’s tournament.Lizette Salas, ranked 80th in the world and in her 12th year as a professional, is sponsored by Aon. She said the conversations she’s had with sponsors were radically different today from when she began.“In the beginning the conversations were short,” she said. “I was pretty much pitching myself, as opposed to an agent or manager doing it. Now as the investments become bigger, the conversation between player and sponsor has changed. It’s created a more personal relationship between the executives and the player. I’m a big person in diversity and inclusion. A lot of the companies I’m sponsored by have taken that big step in their companies, too. It’s refreshing.”Smaller companies have also gotten in on supporting L.P.G.A. players. Cozen O’Connor, a law firm based in Philadelphia, has sponsored players on the PGA Tour for several years. This year, it added Ally Ewing, who was the L.P.G.A. Rookie of the Year in 2016, finished 11th at this year’s U.S. Women’s Open and is ranked 36th in the world.“When we decided sponsoring players was part of our branding strategy, we wanted to make sure it was inclusive, said Michael Heller, executive chairman and chief executive of Cozen O’Connor. “We wanted it to represent our firm and our clients. It was important to add a female player.”The firm selected Ewing because of her story: battling through Type 1 diabetes, and succeeding at every level of the game.Law firms, like insurance and financial-service companies, are natural fits for the L.P.G.A., given the history in those industries of using golf for entertainment and marketing.Hull, the British golfer who made a charge at the U.S. Women’s Open, has a significant social media presence that has allowed her to cultivate support from a variety of sponsors, including traditional golf brands like TaylorMade, the financial adviser Hachiko Financial and a wellness supplement.“My early sponsors were brands that were already in golf and who were looking to activate their partnerships, like Ricoh around the Women’s British Open, or Omega around the Olympics,” Hull said. “Now I feel my sponsors are more personal to me, such as Drink Mojo which is a supplement I use, or Hachiko, who are helping to educate me on investment.”Hull said her sponsors have changed as she’s grown as a player, and she’s fine with that.“As I’ve grown up and matured, so have my sponsors, and that’s not always just on my behalf,” she said. “A sponsor might be looking for a specific type of person to fit their ambassador role, so as I get older I might grow out of the type of person they’re looking for.”The top players — who have the ability to transcend the sport — have the most power in negotiating deals with their sponsors. Jessica Korda, who was ranked 14th in the world last year before a back injury, signed a deal with FootJoy to wear its apparel from head to toe. She was the first female player to sign such a deal with FootJoy.She particularly appreciates the sponsors who were with her when she started.“My rookie year , I played in 14 or 15 events,” Korda said, and she made about $50,000. “So having a sponsor really, really helped to cover my cost. We don’t have health care. We have to pay a lot out of pocket. Expenses are quite high.”Korda, who has made $7.6 million on the golf course, said that she’s hopeful for players coming out of college now, in a different sponsorship environment.“It allows them to play with a bit less pressure and not go paycheck to paycheck. Having that comfort was huge for me back then. Now it’s aligning with brands I really enjoy.” Source link Read the full article

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Careers in Esports | Global Career Counsellor

Today, a second income is necessary for everyone, including software developers, educators, and marketers. Not just professionals, but also students and housewives are looking for new ways to make money as daily expenses are rising every day.

The term ‘ESports’ is a novel concept for anyone looking for a second source of income or a career in sports. Despite being viewed as an off-beat sector, the country has an audience and people who are interested in it. Brands have taken notice of this and have increased their use of innovative marketing techniques to ride the wave.

Emergence of E-Sports

The tech-savvy Millennial and Gen Z generations, constantly looking for new ways to push the boundaries, are to blame for the phenomenal growth of this sector. It is challenging to understand the massive growth of the mobile gaming sector, considering that only a few years ago it was not even thought of as a viable career option. People who worked 9 to 5 a day used mobile or PC games as a source of entertainment, or, more precisely, as a method to pass the time. However, some people now earn a living and use these games as a source of income. A lot of people are now choosing Esports as a full-time career due to its recent effect.

Competitions and Events related to E-sports

The entire year is filled with a variety of esports competitions and events. Esports has become increasingly popular as a result of these competitions and events. Since there are many tournaments with prizes worth millions of dollars, the award amount and the appealing items are the key drivers of its expansion.

Since India just won the Commonwealth Esports Championship, e-sports have become much more well-liked, which presents a challenge for many national players. 

Careers in Esports

The majority of people believe that professional gaming is the only career in Esports. There are positions in management, operations, sales, event planning, coaching, travel agents, and even on social media.

Here is a list of 10 jobs and positions in the Esports industry one can pursue:

Referee

Referees are in charge of impartially judging games and sports and punishing any violations of the rules of play. Their work frequently calls for quick thinking, effective communication, and an in-depth understanding of specific sports and athletic competitions. Players that refuse to participate or repeatedly disobey the rules may be removed from the game by the referee.

Booking agent

Booking agents work with actors, artists, and professional gamers to help them find gigs, jobs, and other paying events to support their clients’ careers. During their work, booking agents will often scout for new talents, contact event managers, production studios, and media outlets about jobs, and negotiate contracts on behalf of their clients.

Marketing Executive

A marketing executive oversees the marketing department and staff of companies and organizations. They’ll often use their knowledge of the market and consumers to predict costs, customer demand, and the media’s response to their advertised goods and services. Their everyday duties involve gathering crucial financial and budget data, performing and analyzing research, and delivering persuasive marketing tactics.

Journalist

Journalists often work for newspapers and other forms of publications to create stories and reports on important news and events. Journalists present information in their articles and pieces to allow readers to form their opinions on the subject. They create content for different media platforms like television, print, radio, and online websites or news sources.

Event planner

Events for networking, charities, and other purposes are planned and organized by an event planner. Event planners may come up with ideas, arrange venues and schedules, speak with vendors and negotiate costs, and create event budgets and other crucial financial information throughout the workday.

Social media manager

A social media manager oversees a company’s or individual’s social media presence and online brand. They help to create a positive public reputation for their client or organization in the hopes of generating business or increasing consumer outreach. Their daily responsibilities include drafting and posting social media messages, advertising events, and products through social media platforms, and networking with other companies and businesses to form social media marketing campaigns.

Broadcaster

Broadcasters are journalists who cover news and other information for newscast media on radio, television, or online. Some of their duties include writing and directing news articles, narrating news productions, finding leads, and doing voice-over work.

Web content specialist

A web content specialist helps to develop marketing materials and copy to promote a company’s or organization’s products and brand through websites, blogs, and social media posts. During their workday, they might meet with clients and company executives to determine their brand and marketing goals, write copy using search engine optimization, and submit content for review.

Sales manager

A sales manager frequently manages a team of sales representatives, assisting them in exceeding their sales targets and bringing in money for a business or organization. They may be responsible for giving the sales team leads on possible clients, helping them hone their selling abilities, and giving each team member a designated selling location.

Product manager

A product manager helps a firm meet its objectives and goals for the product’s revenue creation by putting the company’s goods or products on the market. In order to ensure that profit and customer satisfaction goals are met during product campaigns, they frequently perform market research on client demands and collaborate closely with the marketing, development, and sales teams.

A fascinating new era of esports is currently developing in India. It is a time when opportunities are abundant, the video game industry is growing fiercely competitive, and at the same time, the millennial workforce is rapidly expanding, shattering barriers, and making possible things that were previously unimaginable.

Future developments will only see the esports business grow and shine even more. Furthermore, there is neither a bad time nor a good time to start working toward your goals if you want to use the esports revolution to launch a successful career. [Read More]

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POLL'S TIME IS UP. HERE WE GO.

#1 is the lie.

In so many ways. It was kinda true at some point. I went to a local Tumblr meetup where I was mutuals with no one but the people I came with. There was no raffle but we had games, and the signed Darren Criss EP was the prize. Quoting one of my replies - "[i] remember freaking out with my friends that /that/ was the prize bc darren criss from Starkid?!?!?!?! Glee?!?!??? SIGNED?!?!?!?! in the third world, that shit isn't distributed ANYWHERE, and shipping was much more expensive. it was such a big deal at that time." - THIS IS TRUE BUT someone else in my group of friends won the EP. Since we were all big fans, we established a sisterhood of the traveling signed EP where someone got to keep it for a set period of time before passing it to someone else. I had it for a few weeks, admired it, and ripped the CD and listened to every single track over and over again. Formative music to me tbh. It was returned to the real winner in the end though lol.

Also, I currently don't own fandom merch. I'm just not the type to buy it.

SPRAY ME. WHATEVER. I'VE ALWAYS BEEN A TERRIBLE LIAR ANYWAY.

Explanation for the truths under the cut because it got long lmaooooooo

#2 is true BUT!!!!!

It isn't as crazy as it seems omg I'm having an Angela Giarratana moment because I didn't word it right or use proper punctuation and only realized how differently it could be interpreted after people started freaking out so much omg i thought i proofread my facts enough 😭😭😭 Should've formatted it like "i ran multiple twitter rp accounts all at once. they were for a celebrity couple and their non-existent child" instead.

But full story: Basically when I was 14, news broke that a certain onscreen couple was dating irl and it inspired to make accounts for each person in the couple where I tweeted reactions to things that happened in RPF as them. It was a very small fandom at the time, there was only one person posting fics about them. Twitter was a lot less curated back then and was more of stream of consciousness. People just tweeted whatever they wanted about the most mundane things. Someone asked if we'd get to find out who the couple is, but I'd rather not name them because I no longer align with them morally. On an unrelated note, 🍉🍉🍉.

THE REAL TEA THO IS I loved playing the baby the most, and pretended I was tweeting from the womb. I can still remember some jokes other rp accounts (for the show the couple was on) made about it. The operation ended after a treasured mutual from main (one may even say my bestie. they got most of the cast of the show to greet me on my birthday) called out the accounts for celebrity a and celebrity b for the immorality of what I was doing. also, i still remember their @. jeeeeeez. we were never the same after that shit afjewoijfaoiejf.

The couple did have a baby though, and I'm pretty sure we found out about it while I still had that account. No speculation on my part though, I was truly making jokes like what if ____ was pregnant and everything that happened in rpf was true (by rp logic of course) and I was a baby in the uterus experiencing it with them. E.g. They'd go on Splash Mountain in a fic and I'd tweet something like "weeeeee" the same day a fic released and somehow people got it.

For #3

i personally think more people should have voted for this despite this exact kind of thing being par for the course on tumblr.org and despite the fact that amangela is like my entire blog. /j But yeah, this is true. DM me and I'll infodump about it before i even write the actual text of it <3

@unknownteapot thanks for hosting u legend what a great way to bring the community together <3

SMOSHBLR TWO TRUTHS ONE LIE TIME !!!!

the only fandom merchandise i own is a signed darren criss "human" EP i won at a raffle

i ran multiple twitter rp accounts for a celebrity couple and their non-existent baby all at once

i'm currently trying to figure out the plot of a multiverse amangela fic

ALSO OMG PLEASE TELL ME IN THE THE REPLIES WHICH YOU VOTED FOR SJAJAJAJNA