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[secundus-cinaedus]

while i 1000 percent believe it has been twisted to suit a leftist agenda, the people who believe climate change is completely fake are legitimately fucking braindead

[timmurleyart]

Dollar daruma. 🟥🟨💵💲

[donotdestroy]

Ex Gang Member interview-Johnny - Soft White Underbelly  

[aworldofpattern]

Lunar New Year 2023 capsule collection, BBC ICECREAM

[confinedmadness]

[Review] [Visual Novel] Billionaire Lovers

I bought this game even before it had an English version and just left it in my to-play list for the longest time because I don’t understand Chinese. Then it got an English translation when life became hectic so I didn’t have the chance to play it until recently.

I decided to play Billionaire Lovers because I wanted a short, fluffy romance game. The internet said I could finished the whole game in around 4 hours for all routes and it was perfect because I don’t have much time, but I also don’t wanna leave routes unfinished for a long time.

To start off with my conclusion, it was indeed around 4 hours to complete so it ticked my “short” condition. But I don’t know if I’d call it fluffy. Don’t get me wrong. The game is great and I thoroughly enjoyed playing it. But it wasn’t quite what I expected. 

Story

The story isn’t complex by any means but it has a lot more depth than the bright, colorful art style might lead you to believe. The premise sounds fantastical, but the story itself was a lot more realistic and practical than I thought it would be.

It’s about the right length for the story it tried to tell and going through each route uncovered more details every time that made previously experienced events/dialogue make sense.

I guess that’s what it was. Every single route you do opened your eyes just a little bit bigger to the truth of the events. It showed you each character’s background, motivation, and just personality in general.

Characters

I don’t know how to delve into the characters without giving out spoilers. Let’s just say I became so suspicious at the end that I still question whether it really was as portrayed or if there was something more to it.

Justin is my least favorite character. Gosh, he was so clingy, so nosy, so irritating. If it was the real life, I would have avoided him like the plague. There was absolutely nothing like-able about him, I don’t even know.

Kyle is okay. But he’s just not my type. In all otome games, guys like him are the ones I do just to complete things. But I do know that lots of people go crazy for his kind of character.

Elias, on the other hand, is absolutely my type. From the looks, to the personality, and even to the character background. Everything just works. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t eye him from the beginning.

Steven was kind of just okay to me because he’s also not my type. His saving grace was that I was actually intrigued by his character setup. So he was kind of a more interesting version of Kyle for me.

But, well, after completing the game, a lot of the above opinions changed or just straight up disappeared.

Lessons

There is a lot to be learned from this game. In the story, in the character interactions, in the mini-game you play inside the game. From lessons about life, love, relationships, trust, control, family, money, contracts, etc.

It was definitely a reminder for me about the real world.

[kensatou]

"I just told her I didn't respect her as a competitor," said Navarro on the pair's heated exchange at the net.

"I think she goes about things in a pretty cut-throat way. It makes for a locker room that doesn't have a lot of camaraderie, so it's tough to face an opponent like that, who I really don't respect.

"But, kudos to her, she played some good tennis there at the end. She played better than me, so congrats to her."

Zheng, roared on by Chinese fans who packed out Court Seven, braving temperatures which soared to the mid-30s, said Navarro was a "great opponent".

"She told me she doesn't know how I have a lot of fans," said Zheng, who enjoyed a breakout run at the Australian Open in January when she made the final.

"It looks like she's not happy with my behaviour towards her. If she's not happy about my behaviour, she can come and tell me. I would like to correct it to become a better player and a better person."

The 21-year-old added: "I'm glad that she told me that. I will not consider it an attack because she lost the match."

Zheng Qinwen (郑钦文) becomes the first Chinese tennis player in history to win an Olympic gold medal in singles after defeating Donna Vekić in two straight sets (6–2, 6–3) on Court Philippe-Chatrier at Stade Roland Garros, 3rd August, 2024. This ends China's twenty-year wait for an Olympic gold medal in tennis since the women's doubles victory in 2004.

[sunriseseance]

Some of you people are so stupid it makes me black out

[edayildiz666]

King Of Pride (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/352624895-king-of-pride?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=edayildiz_6868&wp_originator=SV4vsI6XZZs3CGDF%2Bgrm%2BvoiSuPEPCqd4wmv%2FNDDfOdaCdAZVT4qt%2Boeb8vlSf4VifQGWNP%2BlVIFJW%2FysWjn0RORbwEA7UqIdWgyIx5NxCRsL4MIo1dWtyiv%2BT0jfXKx She's his opposite in every way...and the greatest temptation he's ever known. Reserved, controlled, and proper to a fault, Kai Young has neither the time nor inclination for chaos-and Isabella, with her purple hair and inappropriate jokes, is chaos personified. With a crucial CEO vote looming and a media empire at stake, the billionaire heir can't afford the distraction she brings. Isabella is everything he shouldn't want, but with every look and every touch, he's tempted to break all his rules...and claim her as his own. *** Bold, impulsive, and full of life, Isabella Valencia has never met a party she doesn't like or a man she couldn't charm...except for Kai Young. It shouldn't matter. He's not her type-the man translates classics into Latin for fun, and his membership at the exclusive club where she bartends means he's strictly off limits. But she can't deny that, beneath his cool exterior, is a man who could make her melt with just a touch. No matter how hard they try, they can't resist giving into their forbidden desires. Even if it costs them everything.

[iwan1979]

China’s tech sector has a new obsession: competing with US titans like Google and Microsoft in the breakneck global artificial intelligence "arms race".

[mirrorreview]

Zhong Huijuan is a 59-year-old Chinese entrepreneur who started a pharmaceutical company empty-handed. Currently, she has been named the world’s richest self-made women billionaire with 106 billion yuan (about $15.1 billion). Although she was unknown to several business individuals or personalities, she has currently become the talk of the town. Today, Zhong Huijuan is popular as Asia’s richest woman.

[codewithcode]

Chinese billionaire funding conservative social network GETTR arrested for crypto fraud

One of the most moneyed men in Donald Trump’s orbit has just been charged by the U.S. for fraud.Guo Wengui, a Chinese fugitive living in the U.S., was arrested(Opens in a new tab) on Wednesday and hit with a series of wire fraud, securities fraud, bank fraud, and money laundering charges. The billionaire fled China in 2014 and has been living in New York. He has been sought by China’s…

[msclaritea]

Chinese billionaire and associate of Steve Bannon arrested in $1 billion fraud conspiracy, officials say

"...The same day the news of his arrest came to light, Guo’s Manhattan apartment in the Sherry-Netherland Hotel on Fifth Avenue was found on fire, a source familiar with the matter said. An FBI spokesperson said agents were executing law enforcement activity at Guo’s apartment when the blaze broke out, after he was already in custody.

U.S. Attorney Damian Williams said in a statement that Guo had led a complex conspiracy to defraud thousands of his online followers out of more than $1 billion.

Guo and his alleged co-conspirator Kin Ming Je, also known as William Je, are accused of taking advantage of Guo’s online presence to solicit investments in various companies and programs by “promising outsized financial returns and other benefits,” prosecutors said. They then misappropriated hundreds of millions of dollars of fraudulently obtained funds, which Guo allegedly used on a lavish lifestyle.

“Kwok is charged with lining his pockets with the money he stole, including buying himself, and his close relatives, a 50,000 square foot mansion, a $3.5 million Ferrari, and even two $36,000 mattresses, and financing a $37 million luxury yacht,” Williams said...."

Man, they're falling like Dominos.

[frozenoj]

If I hadn't been banned 20 years ago FOR BEING TOO GOOD AT THE GAME I would definitely be crytyping as my identity hinging on being part of the neopian bourgeoisie crashed and burned.

god i wish i wouldn't have to explain the intricacies of the neopets economy to you guys to give the full context for this but. the new neopets team that took over from jumpstart pledged that they were going to curb the inflation of rare items, which is great because a lot of rare items are worth literally hundreds of millions of neopoints, they are unbuyable unless you've been playing actively for 20 years. they did this earlier with a site festival that included random loot boxes, some of which had Unbelievably Fucking Rare And Precious items worth 200 million neopoints apiece.

well.

today they have gone a step further. by releasing this year's trick-or-treat bags. and having the trick-or-treat bags be stuffed to the brim with unbelievably fucking rare stamps, weapons, paint brushes, defense magic, and other unbuyables. (all prohibitively expensive and in-high-demand types of items.)

jellyneo, the premier neopets website, has recorded prices of some items plummeting from 2,000,000 neopoints to 4,000 neopoints IN THE LAST THREE HOURS. this is when most people haven't even heard about the event or OPENED THEIR BAGS YET.

and of course. cherry on top. 20-year-old account holders are crytyping on the site events neoboard about how mean and cruel it is to make rare stamps part of the prize pool, because their entire identity hinges on being part of the neopian bourgeoisie, and they are having MELTDOWNS over their assets being devalued until they're part of the lowly proletariat.

this is a children's game for children btw.

none of the money is real.

i'm having such a good time.

[usalateslynews]

He is trying to protect his wealth from the Communist Party, which views him with suspicion. China has recently cracked down on billionaires in the tech sector. Apart from this, many Chinese billionaires are looking for a safe haven because of the zero Covid policy for three years. (Read More:   “My money is mine alone.” Chinese billionaires are fleeing Singapore to save property)

[heavenbarnes]

@abcdbleh you little beauty 🫶🏼 this is in the “cellular-device-universe” | p1 p2 p3 p4

you had managed an incredible feat, what with bringing your older bf!simon around to the idea of sex over the air waves.

you’d effectively achieved the impossible.

well, something you’d thought impossible given who he was as a person. some guy, simple guy, practical and not remotely interested in anything he doesn’t think worth his time.

that’s the thing- when it comes to you?

everything is worth his time.

you could tell him that you’d booked an all expenses paid couples trip to the fucking moon and he’d have your bags in the car before you’d even finished speaking.

he likes that look on your face when you’re happy.

you’d imagined that getting him to send you videos whilst he stroked his cock would be difficult, but now your hidden folder is bursting at the seams.

you had no idea how easy it’d be to have him send you photos in just his briefs, tattooed arm barely illuminated by low light as his large hand gripped himself through the fabric.

but here you were.

laid back in your bed, awfully roomy without a hulking great simon to take up three quarters of it, your phone was pressed to your ear.

“what y’mean, love?”

the deep, rolling rumble of his voice would probably do it if you tried hard enough. you could have him read the menu from the local chinese takeout and make do. he just had that effect on you.

“i mean- i want you to touch yourself and talk me through it, si”

you could hear the way his breath caught in his throat, a stuttered little exhale and a crackle over the line. he was in the middle of nowhere (far as you were concerned) but he could still find it to keep you satisfied.

simon would never have you settle for less.

the quiet you could hear on his end wasn’t nerves, you knew him well enough to immediately detect- inexperience?

there was very little simon didn’t know how to do in the bedroom but bring any virtual factors (like a cellphone) and he just needed a couple directions.

he needed an order.

“si, i want to get off to your voice, the sound of you touching yourself- i want you to cum and i want to hear about it in excruciating detail”

you could hear how scratchy his military grade blanket was, woollen and likely older than you, being pushed down his body.

no shuffle of clothing, he was already stark naked in his cot. he’d been with rest of the 141 long enough, you just assume they’ve all seen each other in their entireties. sharing rooms, sharing showers.

you can’t think about that kind of thing too long. the implications that come with it.

the sound of simon spitting in his palm drags you out of steam filled visions, kyle asking your boyfriend for help getting his back, johnny watching wide-eyed but waiting for his signal.

anyway- anyways, the sound of his large palm dragging along his cock had you back in the present for good. you could almost picture the way his foreskin would be rolling down the head.

“already s’fuckin hard for you”

“i bet”

a bet that’d make you a billionaire.

you could count on simon for a lot of things but as sure as the sun rises in the east, that man would be hard for you.

you’d say a gentle breeze would do it. he’d say only if you were blowing.

cheek of him.

faint sounds, faint sounds of his hand tugging on himself but you needed more. you needed it fucking filthy and unmistakable across the line that he was doing one thing.

“more spit, si- need to hear it”

and you could, spit mixed with the leaking pre-cum that was running from his head. soon the sound was circling your eardrums as he worked up a steady rhythm.

“been lookin’ at y’little pictures”

deep sigh as he said it, like he was thinking back to you in compromising positions. you could almost see him with his eyes drifting shut, phone between his ear and shoulder whilst both hands preoccupied by his cock and balls.

“can’t hardly wait to get home to you”

as one hand stroked along his length, running his fingers over the head, the other would be cupping his heavy sack as he rolled them both in his palm.

“y’been teasing me, sweet’art”

large feet would be planted on the threadbare mattress, his thighs tensing the more he tugged himself off. you knew he’d be imagining you in his lap, doing all the work for him so he could focus on running his mouth.

“jus’y wait till i get m’hands on you”

your heart was in your throat with every word he said, you’d no doubt he’d stay true to his word. you had visions of him throwing the front door open and telling you to run.

finding you crawling across the bed to duck down the other side but his grip tightening around your ankle before you could get away.

you had to leave that feeling in the pit of your stomach before you got lightheaded but, as usual, simon knew you better.

“what’s goin’ on in that pretty head f’yours? thinkin’ about all the nasty things i’ll do t’you?”

a squeak of a moan slipped out of you, back arching in the bed as simon chuckled down the line. he always knew exactly what he was doing to you.

calculated man, comes with the territory.

“first thing i’m gonna’ do is stuff my cock in’y, got a couple’a loads saved up just f’you”

you couldn’t imagine how, all the filthy videos he’d been sending you. thick load after thick load spilt over his chest, his thighs, the shower drain.

but, then again, you’ve yet to find a thing he wouldn’t do for you.

“gonna’ keep y’in that fuckin’ bed till y’begging f’mercy”

you could hear it on his voice, the strain that was behind it. he was close, closer than ever but you couldn’t stop him once you got him going.

whenever he was on that precipice of bliss, the things that’d come out of his mouth could turn you inside out.

“gonna’ cum f’you, sweet’art- need you to-“

the blood was rushing so hard in your ears you nearly missed his words as they tapered off into broken moans. nearly missed.

“what d’you need, si? tell me, whatever you need it’s yours”

distant filthy sounds of a wet palm sliding along his cock was ever present in the background of the call. a long sigh drifted from his lips as he spoke.

“tell me t’cum, please”

jesus fucking christ.

there’s no coming back from the sound of simon riley begging.

“cum f’me, simon- need to hear you- make a mess f’me, baby”

the sound that left his chest was filthy, a deep groan intertwined with the sounds of cheap mattress springs. breathy stuttered moans broke through, your name a constant on the tip of his tongue.

he sounded desperate, no doubt still stroking himself even as his hips lifted off the cot. he wasn’t about making it easy on himself.

everything he did was for you.

listening as he rode it out, you could hear him still muttering between the other debauched sounds.

“fuckin’ take it, s’fuckin’ good f’me”

anther broken cry of your name only confirmed it. in simon’s eyes, he wasn’t pumping his cum across in his chest, he was pumping you full of it.

he’d gone too long without the feeling of you wrapped tight around him, only knowing the rough drag of his palm. he’d give anything to be in his bed, buried to the fucking hip in you.

simon’s breathing evened out, broad chest rising and falling with a sticky sheen across it. you could even make out the sound of his head hitting the pillow.

“fucking ‘ell, sweet’art- how was that?”

nothing if not an overachiever.

“perfect, si- you did absolutely perfect”

if he was with you he’d been keening into your touch, a soft side of him that only you were allowed to see.

softening further in his afterglow, you wrapped up with praises and promises to be waiting for him soon as he got home.

your entire body felt like it could sink through the mattress as you curled into his side of the bed, letting the scent of him overwhelm every part of you.

eyes shutting on their own, you’d nearly hit sleep when your cellphone buzzed on the bedside table. a little bleary eyed, you reached for it in the darkness.

“si sent a photo”

your heart sped up, teeth digging into your lower lip as you slide the message open. your screen went from light to dark in an instant.

thick thighs spread apart, toned barrel chest, tattooed arm, and a slightly scarred chin in the shot. in this light you could see it, so faint but still there, the streaks of cum dripping down the lines of his stomach.

the grip on your phone was so tight you wouldn’t have been surprised if it had shattered in your hands. in the corner of your screen, those three dots were taunting you.

your phone buzzed, you could almost hear it in his voice.

“could really do w’you here to clean me up, sweet dreams sweet’art”

[chinesemillionaires]

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