#multi-billionaire story

[mysterioushimachal]

From Farmer’s Son to Multi-Billionaire: Jay Chaudhary’s Inspirational Journey

[invertedspoon]

god i hate everything about global warming but the thing that grinds my gears is that during the pandemic, the ENTIRE WORLD banded together and were able to (mostly) get rid of a disease that would have killed billions within 2 years.

but as soon as something isn't a immediate threat, people turn a blind eye. if we're not all going to die in a year, then i guess it doesn't matter.

but people are dying. wildfires are rampaging and wiping out towns and islands. there is going to be a HURRICANE on the WEST COAST. a global heat wave is harder to control than a global disease. in the pandemic, the average community had control over spreading a disease, no matter what politicians and the rich would say about it.

but now, the common people cannot control what the rich are pumping into our oceans and atmosphere. you can cut down on your personal carbon footprint. you can convince others around you to cut down. but nothing will make a dent in our carbon emissions unless everyone in the world does it.

the time to try and stop things is now. soon enough, it'll be far, far too late to go back. there's no way to reverse the damage that'll be done in a few years.

we cannot save our own PLANET and that is terrifying.

[lizardsfromspace]

The world islands in Dubai are a perfect example of that kind of pointless construction project bc they do, now, have a commercial resort operating. One commercial project. Open after fourteen years. Another remains in construction. Other than that there's a house...for display, to entice people to buy an island, and a house they gave away to someone

Here's a helpful Wikipedia map of everything on the islands

(tourism puff pieces about this place are fun bc they'll list EIGHT things you can do at the World Islands! And then in the text admit all eight are on one single island out of 200+ bc that's the only one with anything on it)

When they were announced people had a lot of knee-jerk criticism about the horrible environmental impact, and how they would inevitably sink/erode, and all of that shallow, immediate criticism was absolutely true.

The bigger miscalculation is that they were trying to cater to people with private island money. But people with private island money can afford to travel the actual world, and not have to build a fake one on a tiny island. People with private island money tend to like having islands that are actually private, and not islands that are packed in tightly in a dense thicket of identical private islands, not in the open seas but just in a city's bay.

Compare those Chinese theme parks that replicate world monuments. Window of the World etc. People mock those, but they're hugely popular, in part bc of the innate human love of kitschy bullshit, but also bc your average Chinese citizen is not ever going to be able to travel to every landmark in the world. Your average local in any country will never have the resources or time for that. By comparison the type of person being courted by those islands has summer houses at every landmark in the world

The websites for the World can't even make a clear sales pitch bc afaik they were all bought ages ago & the owners are sitting on them. They can't even go "hey, billionaire, come buy an island!" bc it's owned by some tourism company since 2007. One of the first stories about it I saw interviewed some Irish company that bought the Ireland island to turn into a Ireland-themed resort, held up as an example of what's possible, and a year later they gave up, and just held onto the Irish island forever while it eroded away as part of a multi-billion dollar chain of untouched eroding artificial ghost islands

These are the images they use to promote it. This is what they feel is the "good side" that will entice people

[mikiruie]

fell in love with the fire long ago.

── REO MIKAGE ┊͙ BLUE LOCK ✩

  ❤︎   fem!reader. fluff — sfw. slightly selfship coded. one-sided love. first love. childhood friends of sorts. older!reader (7 years). yes i saw that reo canonically likes older women and i fucking floored it. word count 1264 .𖥔 ݁ ˖ masterlist

bachira. ⊹ hiori. ⊹ chigiri. ⊹ reo’s part 2.

“So, who was your first love?”

The question that comes from the reporter is not one that Reo expects. Knee jerk instincts cause him to immediately sit up in his seat, straightening his back as his eyes blow slightly wide.

A shaky grin appears on his face before his head dips back down into the crook of his hand, turning to the side as the cameras follow his movements in an attempt to shield himself from them while a growing blush blooms on his face, tips of his ears and the nape of his neck mixing with the silky purple strands of loose hair that frame his face.

“Ah, I can’t admit this on live television, can I?” He chuckles, trying to alleviate the awkward tone in his voice as he pulls at the collar of his pristinely pressed dress shirt, a sight that the show producers gleam at.

Oh, this is good content.

“Well, it’s what we asked Mr. Mikage, isn’t it?” The reporter continues to push, and Reo glances around to the others in the studio, the ones behind the cameras before breaking his gaze again, like he’s trying to avoid looking at everyone entirely.

He coughs into his palm with a boyish laugh, light and airy, his gaze perpetually stuck to the floorboards beneath him— akin to recalling quite the embarrassing memory. “Alright, alright.” He relents, wiping sweaty palms on the knees of his suit pants. “Well, she was . . . an older family friend of mine.”

“How much older?” The reporter asks, amused by the revelation. The Mikage Corporation heir did say he had an affinity for older women in past interviews, after all.

“Only by a few years!” Reo scrambles to salvage himself, laughing at his own lack of composure while trying to recount his older memories, one that had been buried away deep into his heart in order to protect it.

Fiddling with his hands constantly, the billionaire’s smile grows with each word he tells of the girl from years past who had once stolen his heart in it’s entirety. “She was, uhm. She was a girl who helped me learn piano, while she also knew the violin.”

“Was she good at it?” The reporter scoots closer to the edge of his seat eagerly, inching his way over the edge of the cushioned chair to hear more of this juicy story of the soccer player’s first crush. “Playing violin and piano, I mean.”

Reo gulps unsurely before smiling again. It’s not a smirk like what he usually flashes the photographers after scoring a goal, or a prideful grin when he’s making another multi-million contract deal with Manshine City. With a smile that can only be described as serene and peaceful, his voice quiet and hushed, he opens his mouth as the memories from childhood come flooding back to him.

“Oh, she was the best.”

. . .

Reo still remembers the day he met you. At age seven, sat on the bench of his family’s grand piano alone in the empty foyer of his family’s estate while sun dappled rays of faint spring glow peaked in through the windows and fell onto the smooth roof of his piano as he practiced piece after piece.

He’s found that the hours pass by quickly when he’s deep in concentration, fingers gliding over the white and black keys like second nature as he forgoes the need for his sheet music, learning by ear now at the melody he’s been rigorously playing for days at a time to perfect it in time to show to his parents.

Eyebrows cinched and gaze glued only to the keyboard beneath him, Reo plays diligently. Synced to the tune of his piano and the beat of his own heart that thrums in his chest, entirely immersed in the music that he hardly registers the door opening, or the footsteps that follow suit and only get louder along with the music’s rhythm that soon stop momentarily from just behind him.

“That’s a lovely tune,” an unknown voice breaks his concentration abruptly, causing him to accidentally press the wrong one on his next note.

“Damn it.”

“You look like you’ve been practicing a lot.”

Reo turns to the intruder with a huff, the frown on his face relaxing slightly when he notices that it was a young woman who greeted him. Clearly much older than he is, perhaps even five years older or more.

“I was,” he bemoans, hand frustratedly raking through lavender locks of hair that only reach past his ears. “Until you interrupted me.”

The heir of the Mikage Corporation is usually rather polite when speaking to his older peers, always taking great care in making sure his tone is soft spoken and polite while addressing those necessary by the appropriate titles and honorifics. Though now he’s a little peeved, mind-riddled and fuzzy with the many failed attempts he’s had at playing this piece over the past few hours, and now being unceremoniously interrupted by what seems to be another one of his parent’s family friend’s daughters.

His tone this time comes out harsher than he means for it to be as he speaks, abrasive and abrupt, a fact he quickly realizes and begins to backpedal on with a stammering stream of apologies. Instead of seeming offended, the girl before him smiles warmly, eying the piano with keen intent.

“Ah, it’s my fault,” you offer a sincere apology to the young boy at the bench, “I should’ve waited until after you were done playing before I spoke up. That was my mistake, I’m sorry.”

Reo eyes you carefully, noting the thick binder full of papers that you hold close to your chest, one that’s spilling with sheets of paper at its sides. He searches through his memories, recalling something his father had mentioned briefly a week prior to now before asking, “Are you the mentor my father said would be coming over to help me?”

You nod, stepping onto the carpeted flooring of the foyer and sitting down beside Reo (who scoots over appreciatively) before setting your binder down on a nearby stool you scoot towards the two of you.

“Yes, when I was your age I picked up piano and eventually violin. While I no longer actively play piano, I think you’ll be in good hands with me as your mentor.”

“Bragging much?” Reo muses, a satisfied grin settling onto his face. You look like you know your stuff well, and he’s not one to go against his family’s wishes if they believe that you are in his best interest for success. “I don’t mean to,” you respond back coyly, opening the binder that happens to be full of sheet music.

The pages are wrinkled and worn, and Reo assumes it’s the same ones you used to practice with when you were younger. He ponders on if he should tell you that he doesn’t need sheet music, but the content look in your eyes stops him before he can.

‘This is fine,’ he thinks, heart thrumming in his chest. ‘I think I like this more.’

“Let’s start with this melody, okay?” You offer, setting one of the pages down in its stand. Your gaze flickers back to Reo, and his heart blooms with warmth at the encouraging smile you give him.

“Should be easy for a genius like you, what do you say?”

Reo Mikage’s first love was his piano instructor— pretty like a daisy, bright as a warm summer’s evening and with passion that blazed like a roaring fire, only fuelled further with the tinder of his unrequited love.

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[littybeech]

Ten things the Twilight animated series can do better than the original movies (if they care enough to, please add all your own points to this as I will, too.) :

1. Include ALL of the book scenes, without having to change them to make them easier to film (for obvious reasons, since it’ll be animated they shouldn’t have much issue there.)

2. Their daughter, Remoulade can actually look like the book described her (or better or worse) and not the CGI monstrosity we got twelve years ago.

3. Make all the characters fit their book looks to complete accuracy. Alice was 4’10 and the movies made her 5’5. They let Edward have brown hair when he’s a ginger. Jacob and the wolf pack had better be above 6’5! I want 23 year old Carlisle and 26 year old Esme playing parents to like three legal adults and two 17 year olds.

4. The parentification of Bella Swan, by both of her parents, mustn’t be ignored. Bella was making sure the bills were getting paid by the time she was 10 cause her mom was ‘too flighty and distracted’ to do things like that consistently, she also learned to cook and clean early on too because her mom’s cooking was inedible and she’d improperly mix cleaning solutions dangerously. She got a job at 14 and took care of the groceries and any other issue necessary on top of being in AP classes in school. By the time she moved in with Charlie, she was basically more of a parent than he was. He did the bare minimum to ensure her car’s safety by installing snow chains on her tires without telling her and she cried because she wasn’t used to being taken care of.

5. How she cries when she’s angry is peak girlhood and I hate that they got rid of that in the movies. She stomped her feet bro, like c’mon she was so angry and anxious and annoyed all the time and they only focused on her angst.

6. Integrate aspects of Midnight Sun too, maybe incorporate them both so we can get a more full story. Twilight on its own was a bit of a snooze fest compared to Midnight Sun. We’re gonna pretend that Edward hunting and eating Esme’s abusive ex-husband isn’t hot af?

7. Add in more character’s back stories. Alice’s abusive father and stepmother, Emmett’s gambling and womanizing as a human in Tennessee, etc.

8. Unfortunately we need to make it clear that Charlie’s not winning any father of the year awards here either. He congratulated Jacob after forcing a kiss on her and joked about Jacob pressing assault charges on her after she breaks her hand punching him away.

9. Maybe ask why the Cullens…’need’ so desperately to come back to Forks every couple of years? Like they’re multi-billionaires, they’re immortal and there are plenty of gloomy, cloudy places they could live in semi-permanently. Why Forks when they know the Quileutte tribe knows what they are and they know it makes them so uncomfortable? It just seems unnecessary.

10. More of Edward reading Mike Newton’s inner-monologue. I know it would depend on whose perspective we get but I think the idea is hilarious.

[democracyunderground]

WIRED magazine, the reporters who initially broke the story of Elon Musk's team accessing our Social Security data, has just a new development.

Elon Musk's team is introducing backdoor code into the Social Security payment system, thereby rendering the $6 trillion system compromised and inoperable. In short, Elon Musk and his team are committing a multi-trillion financial terrorist operation on our own government.

A billionaires coup in plain sight. Without a single shot fired.

[redrose10]

Here is Chapter 17! There’s going to be one more little chapter that I’ll post in a day or two that is pretty much just pure fluff. But chapter 17 basically closes out this story. Thank you to everyone that has read and stuck with me through this. I know the story got a little all over the place at times, but this is the first multi chapter fic I’ve ever written and I never planned for it to go this far to be honest. I appreciate all of the comments and messages as always!

I posted a teaser for a new story that I’ll start releasing in about a week or so and I might also have this idea for a little Drabble series type thing about a relationship between Yoongi and his co-worker (Y/N) and how their relationship blossoms while he’s fulfilling his military requirements through his civil service assignment.

Yoongi X Female Reader. CEO/Arranged Marriage AU

Summary: You were selected to marry the wayward CEO/Billionaire/Heir, Min Yoongi. You went into it with an open mind and heart determined to try and make it work. Yoongi on the other hand had no intention of ever letting you in let alone allowing himself to fall in love with you. Slowly you start to associate the smell of cinnamon and vanilla with the feelings of hurt and sorrow.

Word count: 2,496

Warnings: (May get updated as chapters progress): Arranged marriage, cheating/infidelity, hints of smut (Probably won’t get very explicit but we’ll see how it goes), Sexual Assault, Brief mentions of death, Reader grew up an orphan, General Angst, Swearing

Tag list: @gimeow @kam9404 @viankiss @baechugff @gaby-93 @kayleefriedchicken @igot7fairlyoddparents @jalexad @drrookie

Your eyes kept switching between Yoongi, Mia, and Suri. Jin already looked like he’d rather be anywhere else besides sitting at this table right now. Yoongi hadn’t taken his eyes off of Mia and you weren’t sure who was enjoying it more, her or Suri. Finally after what seemed like hours Yoongi walked forward taking a seat across from Mia and you followed close behind taking a seat next to him.

Mia reached across to grab his hand and to your surprise he let her. A small blush crept across his cheeks. “Yoongles how have you been? You’re looking really good.”, she spoke making you roll your eyes at the nickname.

Your attention was pulled elsewhere when Suri suddenly called your name, “Y/N, I doubt Yoongi ever told you, but him and Mia were engaged. Unfortunately it didn’t work out. They make such a cute couple though, don’t you think?” You glared at Suri while you tried to figure out her game. She wants Yoongi so bad, but here she is gloating about what a great couple Mia and him were.

“Yoongles we should get together sometime. You know maybe get dinner or something. Then we can go back to your place and I can do that thing for you that I know you like.”, she said with a smirk running her fingers up and down his hand. Yoongi still hadn’t said anything since the two of you walked in the door. You’re not sure what came over you, but you reached over ripping his hand out of her reach and pulling it down onto your lap, “No thank you. He has a WIFE who’s more than willing to do anything and everything that he likes and more so he doesn’t need some cheating, selfish, gold digger like yourself in his life.” Everyone at the table looked at you with wide eyes and jaws dropped surprised by your little outburst. For the first time Yoongi acknowledged you by giving your hand a little squeeze.

Mia chuckled, “Oh Y/N, he really brainwashed you didn’t he? Do you think he actually cares about you let alone loves you? I heard all about it from Suri. I’m not surprised really. I mean he’s a successful, handsome, wealthy businessman and you are a poor orphan girl who will never be anything other than that. You were nothing more than a good deal to him and his family. A way to boost his image and in turn make him more money. He told me that himself.” You gasped looking to Yoongi for any sign that she was lying. When his expression didn’t change you shoved his hand out of your lap with force. Mia faked a shocked expression, “You mean you didn’t tell her Yoongi? You didn’t tell her about our little meet up a few weeks ago where you told me all about how much you couldn’t stand her and how you regretted this whole marriage?” The entire time this conversation had been taking place Suri has been off to the side reveling in watching it all. She knew bringing Mia back into the mix would be the final nail in the coffin that she needed to get you out of their life. Yoongi could never resist his first love.

You could feel the tears begin to form. You didn’t want to cry and show weakness in front of these people, but it seemed like your brain wasn’t going to cooperate. Abruptly standing up you tried to walk off towards the exit, but Yoongi grabbed your wrist begging you to stop, “Y/N please let me explain. It’s not what you think.”

The sound of the slap was probably heard through the entire building. Yoongi winced placing a hand on his reddened cheek. “Don’t ever fucking touch me again Yoongi.”, you whispered before trying to run off only to stop and turn to Suri instead realizing you had some unfinished business.

You wanted to get in her face, but decided to keep your distance reminding yourself that she was pregnant.

“Are you happy now Suri? Is this what you wanted? Look how many lives you’ve ruined and for what? You think you’re so smart and powerful, but in reality you’re an idiot who abuses others for your own personal benefit. You’ll get what’s coming to you one day.”

She stood there smiling at you for a few moments before finally speaking, “Y/N, I told you that I always get what I want and I meant it. I don’t care who or what I have to destroy to do it. I’ve had Yoongi wrapped around my finger for years and I wasn’t going to allow you to take that from me.”

“You’ve blackmailed him for years.”, you cut her off with the correction.

“So fucking what? I blackmailed him. I’ve blackmailed a lot of people. I’ve blackmailed Yoongi, Namjoon, my own brother, and countless other people and I don’t give a fuck. They all deserved it. That’s how I get shit done. Unlike you I won’t stop until I achieve my goal. I don’t just back down and let others walk all over me.”

She was somewhat out of breath after her rant was over with. You were about to respond when a very loud knock at the door stopped you.

“Good grief, it’s about time.”, Jin mumbled as he got up to let them in. Within seconds two detectives came walking over followed by two more police officers handcuffs already out.

One of the officers walked forward towards Suri, “Suri Cho, you are under arrest for the extortion of Yoongi Min, Namjoon Kim, and Han Cho. You are also being charged with making threats against Y/N Min and Mia Park. We don’t want to have to put you in handcuffs in your current condition so please come with us peacefully.”

“W-What? No absolutely not! I haven’t done anything wrong.”, she said backing herself against the wall.

“Miss Cho, please come with us.”, the officer said inching closer.

“I have not done anything wrong. You have no proof of any of these charges you are putting against me.”

From the corner of the room Jin cleared his throat. “Actually, here are transcripts of texts, voicemails, and emails between Suri and Namjoon as well as the paternity test confirming the identity of her unborn child. Here is the recording that we ourselves obtained of her confessing to blackmailing Yoongi for years.”, he said handing over everything that he had pulled out of his bag. “You guys also have the live feed that you just obtained with the help of Mia.”, Jin reminded them while zipping up his bag before throwing Suri a smug look.

“What?!”, she shouted looking over at the woman still sitting across from you.

“Did you have something to do with this? I asked you for help! How could you betray me like this?”, Suri shouted.

Mia walked over to one of the detectives and gave his cheek a kiss before turning her attention back to Suri with a smirk. She opened up her blouse slightly to reveal a microphone, “Maybe next time you want help breaking the law don’t contact and threaten someone who happens to be married to one of the top detectives in the country.”

Suri looked stunned.

“Miss Cho, it’s time to come with us.”, one of the officers repeated. Suri looked at all of you with tears of anger in her eyes before following after the officers. You felt a sudden sense of relief watching her walk out of your home.

“Well that was eventful. Thank you everyone for your hard work in orchestrating this. I didn’t realize I was surrounded by so many actors. Yoongi and Y/N I’ll be in contact as you will have to be summoned for questioning. Mia, weird seeing you again. Don’t cheat on your husband, he seems nice. Stay classy as always.”, Jin spoke before grabbing his belongings and also heading out the door.

Yoongi walked over to you wrapping an arm around your waist as you both looked over at Mia hoping she’d get the hint. Awkwardly she shuffled her feet while rubbing her arm.

“So I’m glad everything worked out. I was really worried she’d loose it. I had been ignoring her for a while thinking she’d eventually give up on this whole crazy idea, but when she came to me saying she was pregnant and that she was going to claim it wasn’t consensual I knew I had to reach out to you guys. I think she realized everything was starting to fall apart and she was getting desperate and even more delusional.”

“Uh yeah that’s why we decided to get the police involved. Originally we didn’t want to, but the longer this went on and the crazier she got we knew that simply just threatening her wouldn’t do anything.”, Yoongi responded.

“I just feel bad for the baby. That’s the only reason I didn’t want her to get arrested like this.”, you sighed.

Mia smiled, “Don’t worry. I’m sure they’ll work something out for her. Maybe house arrest or something. I’ll have my husband talk to the prosecutor.”

The air was filled with awkward silence until Mia finally started putting on her coat and heading to the door with you and Yoongi following behind to see her out.

“Maybe we could hang out some time. Go on a double date or something now that we’ve grown up and moved past what happened between us.”, she chuckled looking at Yoongi. You had a hard time reading his expression, but it looked like you could still detect a hint of admiration in his eyes as he looked at his past love. Your heart filled with sadness or maybe jealousy, you weren’t really sure.

“Listen Mia, I really appreciate everything you’ve done for us with this Suri situation and I really do thank you. But having you in my life isn’t good for me any more. I’ve spent years hating you and hating myself because of what you did to me. I tried my hardest to make Y/N hate me because I didn’t think I could ever love someone again the way I loved you. I have learned to forgive you though and I’ve finally gotten to a point where I feel that it’s okay to let go of that part of my life and move on while looking forward to the future with Y/N. So we are going to politely decline the invite and while I wish you nothing but happiness for the rest of your life, respectfully please get out of my house and I hope we never have to see each other again.”

You looked on with a shocked expression waiting for her to blow up, but instead she smiled and nodded, “I understand. Glad I could help with this though. Best of luck to you both.”

After the door closed behind her you and Yoongi walked into the kitchen so he could grab a drink. He still seemed a little shaken up. While he was sipping on his water you walked up behind and wrapped your arms around his waist.

“I love you.”, you mumbled into his back.

He chuckled before turning around to face you, “I love you too Y/N.” He leaned in to give you a kiss and you reciprocated the action. He winced a little before lightly rubbing his cheek, “I know I agreed to the slap to make it more believable, but I really didn’t think you were going to hit me as hard as you could like that.”

“I know I’m sorry. I got a little carried away, but I’ve been wanting to do that for a while. Plus Mia got me a little more heated than I thought she would when she was saying all that stuff.”, you giggled.

“Yeah something tells me that she wasn’t completely acting.”

You smiled, “Yeah well something tells me I wasn’t completely acting when I called her a selfish, cheating, gold digger either.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck to bring him closer and get a better look at his cheek, “Come here, I’ll kiss it better.”,

He smirked, “Well if that’s the case I have a few other places that are a little sore too.”

Rolling your eyes you grabbed his hand and pulled him down towards the bedroom.

After he was sat down on the bed you straddled his lap and began placing kisses along his jaw and neck, but you quickly noticed he seemed distracted. Pulling away you followed his line of sight and saw that he was staring at his dresser.

“Everything okay?”, you asked getting off of him and taking a seat on the bed instead.

He shook his head before walking over to the dresser grabbing a familiar red bottle. He popped off the top and the room immediately filled with the very familiar scent of cinnamon and vanilla. Something that you had grown to despise. A scent that at one point would make you feel sick to your stomach. Until one day it didn’t and instead it started to smell like the comfort it was advertised as.

Yoongi stared down at the bottle in his hands before he laughed, “Mia first bought me this cologne as a gift for Christmas many years ago. I was never a huge fan of it, but she would always go on and on about how much she loved it. I continued to buy it just to make her happy. Then even after we broke up I still bought it because I didn’t want to let that part of me go. I guess I thought if I kept using this cologne I could trick myself into thinking it never happened and keep that part of my life with me forever.”

He paused for a moment before scoffing to himself, “Looking back that was pretty stupid. The cologne had nothing to do with it and I was just using it to cover up my true emotions that I didn’t want to face.”

You walked over resting your head on his shoulder and began rubbing his back, “It’s not stupid Yoongi. You did what you had to do to cope. You can keep it or you can throw it away and we’ll get you something different. It’s up to you.”

He stared into your eyes before nodding and walking into the bathroom and not long after you heard a loud clank from the glass hitting the bottom of the trash can. A few seconds later he emerged with a gummy smile looking like he felt lighter and happier than he had in a while.

He walked over and placed his hands on your hips before turning you around and falling back onto the bed pulling you on top of him,

“Now Mrs. Min, where were we?”

[nonerrata-myarchives]

Since no one is going to do it...

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Hear me out: Tobias Hawthorne, The Man, The Mystery, The Multi-Billionaire 🖤

Okay, but hear me out 👀 – Tobias Hawthorne. Yeah, yeah, I know what you’re thinking: “Isn’t he kinda… old?” But listen, sometimes it’s not about age; it’s about vibes. And let me tell you, Tobias Hawthorne’s got the vibes. He’s mysterious, powerful, the king of mind games, AND the guy left billions on a whim. 💸✨

Like, who needs communication when you can send cryptic puzzles from the grave just to mess with your family? Imagine the drama at family gatherings! Imagine the angst as I dramatically try to piece together his clues, running around a mansion while looking effortlessly distressed in a silk nightgown. 💃

Now picture this:

Rich – Do I even need to explain this? Private jets, secret compartments, an underground puzzle dungeon, and a whole mansion full of hidden notes and complex riddles. Literal billionaire daddy energy. 👑

The ultimate strategist – This man could have just told his grandkids he liked them, but where’s the fun in that? Instead, he forced them into a high-stakes survival game so they’d prove their worth. Classic romantic material, I know. Just thinking about the effort he'd go through to watch me panic and try to solve his riddles – swoon. 😍

Old money vibes – Not just new money; ancient family wealth. He probably has secret knowledge from the 1800s stashed in his study, which, let’s be honest, I’d snoop through in a heartbeat. Just imagine him telling me stories by the fire, drinking scotch and making me guess his tragic backstory. The drama potential is unmatched. 🔥

Morally gray billionaire – His will was basically like, “I love my family but not as much as I love puzzles,” and honestly, I can relate. Imagine if he left cryptic notes around for me to find. I'd be delighted to dedicate my life to deciphering his posthumous love letters. Forget red flags – red flags are just challenges. 🌹

So yes, I will gladly accept all my delusional CEO-billionaire-legacy-coded fantasies and channel them into Tobias Hawthorne, thank you very much. Some might call it concerning; I call it taste. 💅

[paper-beats-writers-block]

The Marauders, Modern Facism, and Me.

This post is mostly for me, but if it makes you feel something too that's a bonus.

tl;dr for those with a TikTok attention span: The Marauders lived through their own version of the rise of facism. Use their story as not only inspiration, but as hope. Their passion and their love is what killed facism in the end.

The extended cut:

My name is Ren, and I live in the USA. Not just the US, but a red state in the midwest. And I am fucking terrified.

As well as being terrified, I have also really really struggled with being a part of the marauders fandom. Being a subsector of the HP fandom still means being in the HP fandom, and that's a hard thing to swallow right now for a lot of people for extremely good reason. We don't want to associate at all with Jackass Rowling, but we don't want to let the meaning and memories we've made of the content surrounding the series go, because that's a terribly hard thing to do.

I found the marauders at the ripe old age of fourteen, right after I had finished the HP series. I checked the seventh book out of my high school library on the last day before everyone left for quarantine on March 12 of 2020. After finishing the books I was scrolling pinterest and came across a piece of art that happened to be a cover of a marauders fanfic. The art was a link from pinterest, and it took me to wattpad, and that's how I found fanfic. They were the self insert characters "twin of sirius black" "the not like other girls female fifth marauders" and I probably read like twenty of them in a week. In the recommendeds of one of these stories, it took me to a full blown series of the marauders, clocking in at 2 million words+, and the author is still updating. and they're INCREDIBLE (the first four books (900k+) are on ao3 if anyone is curious let me know). I read all seven books at the time over my freshman year spring break.

I read for escapism, as many do, but I started to put these characters in every aspect of my life so I wouldn't be alone. I spent most of that summer in my bedroom researching on the HP website and plotting out a massive multi year fic that I started and never finished, and likely will never finish. But that one fic series I read did a lot for me. It gave me hope, and it gave me comfort. It gave me inspiration to write a series of my own and to plan and think and be creative. The most important thing that it did, though, was talk me through what it was like to be queer.

Third year Remus falling for his best friend and not having a clue in the world what to do about it, and Lily setting the best example I could ever ask for of how to react to that. Sirius realizing it right back a few months later. I spent my whole life in catholic schooling. I had never even heard of gay people. I read about Nico di Angelo when I was ten but it flew right over my head. and I had no idea yet, but Just like Remus, I was also in love with my best friend. Because of this series, I managed to skip the unskippable cutscene of most religiously-raised queer kids--the shame that usually comes with being a queer kid. Most of my high school friend group was queer. Nearly all of my college friends are. And I'm in a happy relationship and going on nearly three years with the same best friend I fell in love with at fourteen.

Onto the modern fascism part. America. land of the free, home of the brave and the dreamers. *scoffs* Tarrifs, billionaires, deportations, nazis, police brutality, inflation, and more horrible awful things that I didn't name. And that's just in my country. There's so much hate everywhere all the time and it just feels like bad news after bad news. I've spent the past few days bedridden with a sprained ankle with no motivation but to doom scroll and it only made me more depressed than I already am.

But what I was too young and naive to understand at fourteen, I have a better grasp on now being a few months from twenty: they grew up during the rise of wizard facism and wizard nazis. And when they left school, they fought like hell against it. They stood up for each other, they let their community stand strong. They lost friends and family, and people they trusted betrayed them, but they didn't lose every shred of hope they had. And even more than that, they still showed up for each other. They had meals together. They got drunk together. They celebrated birthdays and engagements and weddings.

We the Facist Fighters have already lost countless people. We the Facist Fighters have already been betrayed by the people that we trusted. But I am choosing to be inspired by these characters created by a jackass and make them my own--our own--instead.

"We buried our friends in the morning, we protested in the afternoon, and we danced all night. The dance kept us in the fight because it was the dance we were fighting for." -Dan Savage. This quote was originally about the AIDS crisis, but it can, and I believe should, be applied both to the era of the wizarding war of the 70s, and now, in the real world 2020s.

[bunnygirllover45]

i’m gonna be honest, as an arab ever since sumeru character leaks being proven right i kind of gave up on genshin in terms of representation and diversity. i’m used to being disappointed when it comes to swana rep but never did i think the levels of whitewashing genshin pulled were possible - i’m really pasty and pale but even i tan better than 90% of the cast. from a strictly cultural and historical standpoint, sumeru is a mess - as fun and loveable the characters are and as well written as the story is, the whole region is essentially a collage of the first ten pictures that comes when you search “arab culture” and my swana friends and i have long since given up explaining why the whole region is borderline offensive especially since when we tried we would be called slurs (lol). the worst part is - they do have darker skinned characters but they’re only ever the enemy npc’s. i live in latam, my country has a huge aboriginal community, and i have only seen this level of whiteness in the immigrant european neighborhoods - the only people i know that white are like the kids of a first gen austrian family and even then they at least try to tan in the summer. i knew natlan was going to be as disappointing as sumeru, if not worse solely based on the fact you would think they’d learn their lesson but atp i’m just surprised they didn’t just put a caricature on the screen and called it a day. the genshin team is smoking something - idk what but it is making that room colorist as fuck!

God you're so right. As someone who was literally born and raised in Latam, It disappoints me the lack of representation as well. Natlan really does feel like Sumeru 2 but even worse, if that's even possible. Also, I'm really sorry people can't handle criticism of a fucking multi-billionaire company and resort to insulting you, you don't deserve that.

[possessesnightshift]

regarding the beautiful bisexual italian man who allegedly is responsible for the uhc shooting...

look, i totally get the impulse to obsess over this random guy and turn him into some kind of a working class hero. we're all desperate to root for someone who can take direct action against healthcare tycoons who make our lives so much harder.

but lately i've noticed a shift in the gravity of this discourse away from "why the hell did a man need to die to get pharmacies to stop rejecting all my claims?" and more towards "i want to hear the cute italian twunk moaning and gagging on it..." and like...

i do get it. not only is he just a very clearly attractive man (despite all the media trying in vain to find the worst pictures of him to show), but he has a grab bag of random personality traits that manage to make a lot of people relate to them, even if the claims are dubious at best

he was an avid reader, he was an elon musk follower, he went to an ivy league, he was a chronic poster, he had anxiety, he was a stemcel, he was bisexual, he had mein kampf on his goodreads list, he wanted a white girl to go bug on his dick...

all of these things combined are enough to make this man fascinating to almost anyone. some of them even make him sympathetic to a lot of people (even if stuff like the bi thing is most likely unfounded)

but i want to make something absolutely clear.

this is not. about. luigi mangione...

hell this isn't about ANY suspect that could be the perpetrator (we do not KNOW if luigi mangione can be found guilty until an actual jury goes into deliberation. otherwise we're just putting our blind faith into the nypd which is definitely sketchy, even if the evidence does seem to indicate it's him thus far...)

no this is about one man and one man only:

Brian. Motherfucking. Thompson.

even if this act had been done by some unglamorous 60 year-old trailer trash person instead of a fit, attractive 26 year-old, this shooting is still not about him or his politics or whether he should or shoudln't face justice

no this is about the fact that brian thompson was valuable enough to his company to be a multi-millionaire, but not so valuable that the meeting he missed due to his execution had to be postponed. not so valuable that his position wasn't filled in a matter of days.

this is about the fact that the unceremonious death of an "innocent" man was a better policy in terms of increasing people's access to health coverage than anything the democrats or the republicans advocated for in the past decade. it's the fact that brian thompson's death apparently hurt people very little and helped people a lot.

it didn't have to be this way.

they made it this precarious on purpose because they assumed they could get away with it.

gun to my head? i personally think luigi mangione doesn't deserve to see jail time even if he is guilty. daniel penny executed a black homeless man and he doesn't have to go to prison. kyle rittenhouse is a free man. meanwhile marcellus williams was proven innocent and executed anyway for the crime of not murdering anyone. you can't convince me there are no murders the state wouldn't just unconditionally support if it's in their class interest. if that's the way it is, we deserve to allow this man his "legal kill" that serves us in our defense against the violence of the capital class.

but even if he goes down, even if they make an example out of him, it does not matter.

because this story is not about the killer.

it is about the man who was killed...

and the question of why he had to die for our healthcare needs to be properly addressed...

enjoy the memes for this brief moment in time. but once the glamor and intrigue dies away and we can stop drawing horny fanart of the alleged shooter, we need to circle back to talking about brian thompson. he needs to be the centerpiece of this story. his actions. his ruthless drive to turn a profit. the community of billionaires looking out for themselves. THAT is what this should be about...

we are brushing up against severe disempowerment in the new trump administration. we CANNOT fumble this opportunity for class solidarity...

get it all out of your systems

and turn right back around and demand to know whether these ceo monsters are planning on rejecting our claims the moment this story has faded into the background

[kitsunexgari]

Here you will find all of my One!Shots and Works in Progress. Apologies for being slow to update and for the list being relatively long.

Please Note: The multi-chapter fics have a lot of links and Tumblr only allows 30 links to a single post. Therefore: I have made the multi-chapter fics into one chronological link. If this is too confusing to read you can find all of my work up to date on my AO3 account [Link]

Summary: Kitsune is a wealthy billionaire on the hunt for the Front Man of these legendary Squid Games she’s heard so much about. However, in her attempt to find this man’s true identity, the hunter will become the hunted. Relationship: Hwang In-ho/Original Female Character Tags: Kidnapping/abduction, assault, non-consensual drugging, sadism, fear play, knife play, blood play, Dom/Sub, consensual but not safe or sane, dub-con, sexual activity, torture, knives, language, humiliation, slapping, biting, stabbing. Note: The tags are general tags not all things happen in every chapter I just want people to be warned what they could potentially get into.

Previous Chapters Here [Link]

Summary: Galina Montanro, a nurse and reluctant heir to an Italian Mafia family, accompanies her boyfriend Lucas on a dangerous errand to a deserted warehouse in New York's Chinatown, only to be thrust into a violent confrontation when Lucas doesn't return as promised. As she infiltrates the warehouse to rescue him, Galina is captured by the Korean mafia, led by Hwang In-ho, who orchestrated the ambush as a calculated move to use her as a bargaining chip against her powerful father. Trapped and handcuffed in an unfamiliar location, Galina faces an uncertain fate, grappling with the harsh realities of her family's criminal ties and the slim hope of rescue. Tags: Kidnapping, Hostage Situations, Mafia-type behavior, Organized crime, threatening language, death, blood, gore, bodily harm Notes: This is just the setup chapter of this story for background purposes. Expect it to get a lot worse. Tags will be added as needed. This story is not meant for anyone under the age of 18.

Previous Chapters Here [Link]

Summary:Cordelia Banks came to Hollywood chasing stardom, but instead, she’s living in her car and wrangling horses for a living. Her big break? Training the impossibly famous Hwang In-ho for his next blockbuster—except he’s never even touched a saddle. With only a week to turn a clueless celebrity into a convincing rider, Cordelia’s future hangs by a thread in the scorching desert ghost town where they’re filming. One wrong move, and she’s done—for good. But as the stakes rise and In-ho’s charm sneaks past her defenses, will this be her ticket to the spotlight or a crash course in heartbreak? Tags: Awkward flirting, power dynamics, slow burn flirty romance stuff, sexual tension Notes: I do like plot and I also like smut so if you're only looking for smut sorry that's not going to be this story. It's going to be a good mix of both. So sue me. I'm a slut for character development.

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Summary: You have to face the fact that once you make a deal with the devil he owns your soul, and he can do whatever he wants with you. Tags: Over stimulation, forced orgasms, restraints, humiliation, Dom/Sub, Blood, biting, dirty talk, semi-dub con/non-con Notes: This is quite a wild almost AU scenario that I came up with for The Salesman. It’s definitely not for everyone so read at your own risk.

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Summary: Trying to get a drink to relax after work one night, a strange but handsome man sits across the bar with his eyes on you. At first, you are annoyed by this but upon second glance, he seems to be the most enticing man you’ve ever laid your eyes upon, and he only wants one thing. Relationship: Hwang In-ho/Fem!Reader Tags: Dirty talk, Risky & Semi-Public Sex, Fingering, Rough Sex, Mild Daddy kink, Extreme-Dub-Con

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Summary: When that friend of yours signed you up for a singles dating auction you could have never predicted how perfectly the night could turn out. Tags: Dom/Sub, Language, Edging/orgasm denial, Blow Jobs, Mild humiliation Note: As of now this is just a one!shot sort of thing but if people really seem to like it I can probably continue. Just let me know.

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Summary: During a party you’re attending with Byung-hun, you run into an old flame. Thanks to a little too much booze you end up kissing him, but you are caught. Obviously, Byung-hun isn’t too happy with this situation and he decides to teach you a lesson about who you belong to when you get home. Tags: Dom/sub, Knifeplay, Blood Kink, Restraints, Riding Crops, Spanking, Mildly Dubious Consent, Fear Play, Butt Plugs, Slapping, Rough Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Blow Jobs, Scarification, Marking, Explicit Language, Dirty Talk, Consensual But Not Safe Or Sane Notes: This is meant as a fictional scenario and is not meant to reflect any sort of real life situation. It should be considered as extremely alternate universe.

[Read Here]

Summary: Byung-hun comes in for a photoshoot where you are working as an assistant. The head photographer is running pretty late and asks you to keep him busy. You soon find out he can't keep his hands off of you. Tags: Public Sex, Fantasy, Mild Exhibitionism, Light Dominance, Some Dirty talk Disclaimer: This is not meant to depict real people, places, or events. Story contains adult themes and all participants in these activities are of legal adult ages. Story content is not suitable for minors. Read with caution.

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Summary: He actually remembers your birthday for once but you soon find he has more planned than dinner at your favorite restaurant. Tags: Fingering, Teasing, Dirty Talk, Daddy Kink, Dom/Sub, Mild Exhibitionism, Risky/Public Sex Notes: The inspiration for this one was completely random, sorry about that. This story is for adults only, read with caution. 

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Summary: Wanting to make a name for herself, Lexi (an investigative journalist) finds herself hot on the trail of the story of the century after being transferred to Seoul by management in her hometown of New York City. After months of research on the legend of the Squid Game she manages to track down the notorious recruiter. Only she doesn’t realize that he’s been tracking her much better and soon he has her exactly where he wants her. Tags: Kidnapping, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Hostage Situations, Guns, Face Slapping, Threats of Violence, Threats of Rape/Non-Con Notes: Chapter one is just an introductory chapter to establish a few things so not too much dark stuff happens in it but it definitely won’t stay that way so keep that in mind.

Previous Chapters Here [Link]

Summary: You need a lesson in obedience and In-ho is just the right man to teach it to you. Notes: I’m not even sure what I was thinking when I wrote this and well…I should be asleep so it’s probably not that good but I tried. This story is meant for adult entertainment only.

Summary: Every time you think you can get him out of your life he keeps dragging you back into it, for better or worse, you realize that you are his for good. Tags: Humiliation, Degradation, Tit Torture, Anal, Pet Play, Knives, Fear, Dub-Con, Butt plugs, blood play (minor), restraints, Dom/Sub, Choking, Breath Play, Dark/Possessive In-ho Note: This story is meant for adults and contains adult material. All subjects in this story are legal adults. This material is not suitable for minors or people who are easily disturbed by the themes listed in the tags. Reader discretion is advised. 

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Summary: You work at a very high end store that makes customer suits for high profile clients. One day, he comes in, and he wants the VIP service. Tags: Extreme Dub-Con, Language, dirty talk, Daddy Kink, Dom/Sub, rough blow jobs, sexual intercourse Notes: I’m not sure this fits with any specific timeline or canon but I have a thing for hot guys in nice suits so thought I’d make it into a story. Enjoy.

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Summary: You need a lesson in obedience and In-ho is just the right man to teach it to you. Tags: Pain, Torture, Oral/Anal, Abuse, Objectification, Orgasm denial, humiliation, control, Sensory deprivation, Intense domination. Notes: I’m not even sure what I was thinking when I wrote this and well…I should be asleep so it’s probably not that good but I tried. This story is meant for adult entertainment only.

[Read Here]

Summary: You have been dating In-ho for quite awhile, and though things are amazing, there’s one fantasy you’ve always wanted to try. Something a bit darker than usual. One night he surprises you with your darkest desires. Tags: Edge Play, Torture, Fear play, Dom/Sub, Restraints, Consensual but pretty insane. Knife play, spanking, fingering, face fucking, orgasm denial, forced orgasms, humiliation, degradation, dirty talk, Read with Caution. Notes: This story is definitely not for everyone and may contain elements that people aren’t entirely happy with. Please read with caution. This story is for adult entertainment only. 

[Read Here]

Story requests are officially open specifically for In-ho and The Salesman. Feel free to send requests via ask box or DMs. If you have any questions about what I will or won't write and want it kept private DMs are probably better. You must be +18 to request stories and interact with this blog. Thank you.

[robertreich]

Why Does Flying Suck so Much? 

You might not believe this, but I’m old enough to remember when flying was fun.

Now I'm sure you've got your own airline horror stories, which I hope you’ll share. But what happened to make flying such a nightmare?

The answer is simple: the same things happening across most industries. In fact, a close look at airlines reveals five of the biggest problems with our economy.

Number 1: Consolidation means fewer choices.

While there were once many more airlines, a series of mergers and acquisitions over the last three decades has left only four in control of about 80% of the market.

This kind of consolidation has been happening all over the economy. For example, four companies now control 80% of all beef production, and two control over 60% of all paper products. This lack of competition has led to:

Number 2: Companies Charging More for Less

Even before recent airfare spikes, air travel was getting more expensive because of new fees for things that used to be free, like in-flight meals, checked bags, or even carry-ons.

Spirit Airlines even charges $25 to print your boarding pass at a ticket counter! It’s just a piece of paper!

One of the ugliest ad-ons is the fee some airlines charge for families to sit together. That doesn’t even cost them anything!

Airlines are leading an economy-wide trend of adding often unexpected new charges to goods and services without adding value.

And you’re getting less in return. Airlines have cut an estimated 8 inches of legroom and two inches of seat width in the last two decades. Doesn’t bother me (I’m short), but many of you may feel the squeeze.

This parallels other industries where you’re paying more for less — just look at how cereal boxes, rolls of toilet paper, and candy bars are all shrinking.

Number 3: Exploiting Workers

While their jobs have become more difficult, many flight attendants haven’t had a raise in years.

And a lot of their hardest work is totally unpaid, because most flight attendants don’t get paid during the boarding process. They’re off the clock until the plane’s doors close.

And if the flight is delayed, those are often extra hours for no extra money.

Again, this mirrors trends in the overall economy, where too many workers are pushed into unpaid overtime or made to do work or be on call during their off hours.

Number 4: The Illusion of Scarcity

Airlines pretend they have no choice but to raise prices, cut services, and limit payroll. But their profits are in the stratosphere. In the five years before the pandemic, the top 5 airlines were flush enough to pay shareholders $45 billion, largely through stock buybacks.

During the pandemic, they got a $54 billion bailout from taxpayers (you’re welcome).

In the years since, they’ve resumed flying high, with nearly $10 billion in net profit expected across the industry in 2023. They can afford to take care of workers and customers.

Whether it’s multi-millionaire movie moguls pretending they can’t afford to pay writers or a grocery chain blaming “inflation” for high prices while raking in record profits, this illusion of scarcity is a sham.

Number 5: Misdirected Rage

Instead of being mad at the people at the top, we’ve been tricked into being mad at each other. Fights have broken out over whether it’s ok to recline a seat or who gets overhead bin space. But reclining’s only an issue because airlines intentionally put the seats too close together. And bin space is only running out because they’ve made it expensive to check bags — and also risky, with the rate of lost bags doubling over the last year.

Airlines are pitting us against each other the same way billionaires and their political lackeys pit groups against each other in society, hoping we’ll blame unions or immigrants or people of other races or religions or gender identities for why it’s so hard to get ahead, and that we won’t notice how much wealth and power is in the hands of so few.

So what do we do?

A lot of these problems could be solved with tougher antitrust enforcement — which we are starting to see. The Justice Dept is suing to block JetBlue from buying Spirit Airlines. We need that kind of anti-monopoly protection across the board.

Another part of the solution is unions. Airline workers are among the wave of American workers organizing to demand better pay and working conditions.

And then there’s your power as an informed consumer. Companies get away with bad behavior when we accept their excuses that there’s just no other way to run a business. They’re counting on us not knowing what’s really going on. So share this video, and share your airline stories in the comments.

Finally, try to be a little nicer to service workers and your fellow passengers — on planes and in life. After all, we’re all on this journey together.

[emperor-neo]

I made a fic based on the random idea I got lol I hope you all enjoy it

[sophie-hatter-jenkins]

The James Potter Affair

Written for Day 6 of Jily Week 2024, run by the very lovely @sunshinemarauder and @kay-elle-cee, and inspired by the theme Inspired By... - an excuse to write the AU of my dreams, which in my case turns out to be a new multi-chapter story.

Insurance Investigator Lily Evans is assigned to recover priceless artefacts stolen in a daring heist from the British Museum. Her chief suspect? Billionaire philanthropist James Potter...

It’s a high stakes game of cat and mouse that only one of them can win - and Lily's determined that it's going to be her.

I am super excited about this one! It's inspired by the film The Thomas Crown Affair, starring Pierce Brosnan and Rene Russo, which is one of my absolute favourites.

Rated M - because it's gonna get smutty at some point!

See below the cut for a T-rated snippet, or read the full chapter on AO3

Lily Evans slipped into the museum gallery and loitered close to the door. She focused on making herself as unobtrusive as possible, wrapped in her trench coat and sipping a takeaway coffee, as she took in the scene in front of her. It was complete and utter chaos. 

Crime scene techs in masks and white suits swarmed around an unadorned concrete bust, which stood on a plain black plinth at the centre of the room. Devoid of all but the simplest of humanoid features, it was brightly lit by a halo of spotlights. Four benches were positioned around it, and between the benches and the plinth was a circular carpet of shattered glass, glittering like jewels as each fragment caught the light from above.

Across the room, a second group of techs surrounded a dark coloured briefcase that was buckled along the top, as though it had been struck with something heavy. Elsewhere, the floor was littered with yellow evidence markers, and everywhere she looked there were smudges of fingerprint powder. Lily suppressed a laugh when she saw that; according to her research, the British Museum expected to welcome six million visitors every single year. So good luck with that, lads, she thought.

Off to one side, Lily spotted the two men she was looking for. Their cheap, slightly shabby suits and jaded expressions practically screamed ‘police detective’. The taller, younger man had sandy brown hair that matched his jacket and a thin, rather pointless, moustache. The elder was much stockier, with close cropped dark grey hair, a face only his mother could love, and, bizarrely, an eye patch. Based on the thorough briefing she’d been given, Lily immediately identified them as Detective Inspector Remus Lupin and Detective Superintendent Alastor Moody. Targets acquired, Lily quietly sidled close enough to overhear their conversation.

Continue reading on AO3!

[fanimplaytion]

Making yacht parties classy one idea at a time.

Yachts are one of the epitome of wealth, so it would make sense for wealthy individuals to host parties and events on their multi-million dollar sea vessel. So when Dale hosts a yacht party would he wearing something nice, or would be wear his casual clothes? He's a billionaire so he can do anything. Anyways, I liked the idea of both so I drew both. And for once I also drew Evelyn enjoying his company (sort of).

I picture the left imagine (in regular clothes) that Dale is venting about a time he lost so much profit that it was the "saddest day of his life." Evelyn, as an ex-wife, is not amused at all. "Why did I come here to just listen to you rant?" is what she's thinking.

The right image is them just talking, imagine whatever. It made me realize that I don't draw them happy because the story I have has them NOT happy together, so for the next weeks (many months) expect more irritated Dale and mad ex-wife art. Or Evelyn just being the ruthless queen she is 💛💼🧡💸

For sure, expect more past memories leading up to their divorce