#smart legacy

[puppysim]

stella + ladies = ❤️

[vitreouspositive]

that moment in tfone. but shattered glass. whoever sold the idea of canonising alternate universes??? actual genius.

[inkpotsprite]

Ra's (talking about Tim): he is a master strategist, always ten steps ahead, poised, calculating and collected–

Tim: *feral racoon mode activated*

[choccy-milky]

modern AU seb and clora's first interaction 📘📗 (and by modern AU i actually mean super trope-filled high school romance set in the 80's/90's LOL)

[padfootastic]

james would’ve adored the heck out of hermione for brewing the polyjuice in 2nd year (illega animagi anyone?) and also, for keeping rita locked up in a jar. oh and punching an asshole classmate in the face.

[oakdaddypreserveme]

i love that a good portion of the halsin fandom is well thought out think pieces, character dissections and lore breakdowns and the other portion is halsin hornyposting AND that sometimes those two things coincide!

[girl-named-matty]

MC: Smart people are hot. Sebastian: I'm smart. Ominis: no.

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🍋 Lemon Tree Hotels Expands Again: New Darjeeling Property and a Year of Steady Growth

Lemon Tree Hotels Limited (LTHL), India’s leading mid-market hospitality chain, has just signed a new property in Darjeeling, West Bengal. The 65-room hotel under the Keys Prima brand is the latest addition in a string of signings that reflect the company’s bullish stance on asset-light expansion across India.

📍 A Fresh Address in Darjeeling

The new hotel, set to open in FY 2026, will be managed by Lemon Tree’s wholly owned subsidiary, Carnation Hotels Private Limited. It will feature 65 rooms, a restaurant, a meeting room, and public spaces for leisure and corporate travelers. Located close to the Darjeeling railway station and with road access to Bagdogra Airport, it’s positioned for high visibility and accessibility.

🏨 Lemon Tree’s Pipeline: What’s Been Signed Recently?

🕒 In the Last 3 Months:

Estimated 3 to 4 hotel signings, including:

📅 In the Last 1 Year:

Lemon Tree’s portfolio has grown from ~180 to over 210 hotels (including pipeline properties).

That means the company signed at least 30 new properties in the past year, most under management or franchise agreements.

The company continues to focus on high-demand micro-markets across India, especially in leisure and religious circuits.

💼 Revenue and Profit Impact: Crunching the Numbers

Lemon Tree’s strategy revolves around managed/franchised hotels, which means it doesn’t own the real estate but earns a management fee (typically 8–12% of total revenue) from each hotel.

📈 For the Darjeeling Property:

Expected Annual Revenue (hotel level): ₹6–7.5 crore

Estimated Fee Income for Lemon Tree: ₹50–90 lakhs/year

Revenue starts from FY 2027 (after the hotel opens in FY26)

🏨 Impact from All Acquisitions in Last 12 Months:

30 new properties × average 60–80 rooms

Estimated aggregate annual revenue (hotel level): ₹450–550 crore

Lemon Tree’s potential fee income: ₹35–50 crore annually once all hotels are operational

These properties are expected to go live in staggered timelines over FY26–FY28

This marks a significant boost to recurring income with minimal capital investment, improving both margins and return on capital employed (ROCE).

🔍 Strategic Outlook

Lemon Tree’s multi-brand portfolio includes:

Aurika Hotels & Resorts (Luxury)

Lemon Tree Premier (Upper Midscale)

Red Fox Hotels (Economy)

Keys Prima, Select & Lite (Midscale to Budget)

By leveraging its asset-light model, Lemon Tree continues to deepen its presence across India and abroad (Dubai, Bhutan, Nepal), reduce risk, and strengthen profitability.

💬 Final Word

The Darjeeling hotel is more than just a scenic location; it's a testament to Lemon Tree’s disciplined, data-driven expansion. With 30+ new hotels added to its pipeline in a year and a clear path to increased fee-based revenue, Lemon Tree Hotels is not just growing — it's growing smart.

📢Disclaimer: This information is for educational purposes only and should not be considered investment advice. Please do your own research before making any financial decisions

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[downrightbooks]

“There's nothing I admire more than a woman who makes liberal use of air quotes. May I ask: What are your feelings on robots that sometimes explode?”

- Xander Hawthorne

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

Saw the Kitsune reader...cat reader y'know like nyah

So it's big fluffy cat creature x smol literal cat person

Both are silly and share one braincell, bonus if reader has orange cat vibes

we can make BOTH of you orange,,,,,,,, Foul Legacy's a ginger he's basically an orange cat

there's no formal agreement between you and him that you're traveling together- it just happens. you come across Foul Legacy when he's taking a much-needed nap in a patch of sunlight, and promptly decide that right on top of his chest is the perfect place for your own little snooze. Legacy doesn't even notice until he wakes up, grumbling and squinting down at you in confusion. he pokes one of your ears and you spring into the air with a yelp, landing firmly back into Legacy's outstretched arms. you both blink at one another, your tail waving back and forth and his wings fluttering curiously, before he lifts you onto his shoulders and goes on his merry way

you simply never leave, completely content to join this odd, tall, glittery monster on his travels. it's free transport, you say, much better than all those boats and carts that humans use, since he just carries you around without any problems. you never see any creatures like him- the closest are a few other sparkling beasts, but nothing quite like Legacy. even you occasionally see other people with cat ears and tails around, a couple with more than one, but he's the only Foul Legacy in this entire world, the only Abyssal monster to bump his head against yours and nuzzle you until you can fall asleep, or help you down from the tree you climb into and find yourself unable to get down from

he's yours. you nudge your head against his horns with a satisfied huff. now EVERYONE will know he's your Legacy

[dwightschrute11]

🎉HAPPY NEW YEARS 🎊

For new years I wanted to draw a comparison of a drawing of my mc calypso from the beginning of 2024, and now a drawing of her at the end of 2024

ENCOURAGING YOU TO REBLOG WITH UR ART IMPROVEMENT TOO 🫵

THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR MAKING MY FIRST YEAR ON TUMBLR AMAZING. I joined in February and never thought I would make it this far or last for this long. I’ve met so many amazing people, had a bunch of great conversations, learned a lot, and it’s all thanks to all the wonderful people in this fandom. Actually couldn’t have made it this far without you guys. Here’s to another good year 🥂

SENDING EVERYONE THE BIGGEST KISS 💗💗 LOVE YOU GUYS

[puppysim]

stella is entering her farming and canning era

[boxdstars]

broke: sebastian is stupid lol

woke: sebastian is extremely intelligent actually

bespoke: sebastian is extremely intelligent, but is also stupid on the accounts of being a teenage boy

[5sospenguinqueen]

Sebastian: MC, the big question is, does he like you? 'Cause if he doesn't like you, this is all a moo point.

MC: A moo point?

Sebastian: You know, like a cow's opinion. It doesn't matter. It's moo.

Ominis: Have I been living with him too long, or did all that just make sense?

(MC regretting asking them for advice)

[choccy-milky]

average seb and clora study session

[natolesims]

Emile, as always, is a thorn in our side. What his plans are? We cannot know. The only thing we know for sure is that he's up to no good.

[punkeropercyjackson]

Percy Jackson is trans and comparing her to Harry Potter is an act of transmisogyny

@moonage-gaydream

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Living Beyond Cancer: Embracing Life's Contradictions

Talking about oneself can be awkward, to say the least—at least for me. Whether you have a story or not (and on paper, I do): two-time cancer survivor, from wheelchair to walker, and a boatload of miracle babies. But I’m getting ahead of myself. My name is Briana Mae. Briana means strong, Mae means mother. My parents had no idea the foreshadowing they were doing when they named me. It’s quietly ironic how eventually, everything connects.

I was born on a rainy night in May, making me the elite sign—a Taurus. I’m the last of my siblings. The typical little sister: annoying and historically funny. I loved to read, to be outside. I had a family that loved me. Everything was fine. Everything was good—at least on the outside. On the inside, for years, I was quite literally dying. Isn’t it insane how the essence of you can be an oxymoron? Your whole existence, a contradiction.

On September 17th, at twelve years old, I was diagnosed with Stage 4 Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. I fought the good fight and I won. I did the intense chemotherapy, the radiation treatments. I lost all of my hair—but I was free. Free, yet so fucking sad. I felt so defeated, even though I “won.” I was so confused as a twelve-year-old, wondering what about any of that signified that I won. I did nothing and had so much taken from me. All I did was sit there—the medicine did it. The same medicine that led to being told, at twelve, I would never have kids.

I lost the ability to just be. Anxiety became a wave crashing over me. And who was this “me,” anyway? I was no longer Briana. I was the girl who had cancer. The pity in everyone’s eyes hurt worse than the surgeries. The loss of me—that was the real disease. And man, was it ever fleeting. I questioned everything. I questioned God. Did He not want me here?

As I was questioning Him—my faith, the point of life—He did it again. At fifteen, on September 18th, I found out I had relapsed. Stage 4B Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. I was in awe, to say the least. Cancer was a ghost I couldn’t outrun. I had to face it. I had to go through it again. And on my first day of treatment, I almost died. I had an allergic reaction to the chemotherapy and my throat closed. I was out for hours. But by the grace of God—and some overtime from the universe—I didn’t.

That moment changed my life. It shifted the tone of everything that came after. Suddenly, it all started to click. I didn’t get cancer to be punished. I got it—and got it again—to be blessed. Crazy to say, I know. But hear me out. My second diagnosis gave me all the answers I had been struggling to understand. The answer lies in the contradiction of it all—the act of living while dying, and the beauty of it.

The beauty that lies in the struggle. The wisdom that comes from battling something alone. My diagnosis affected everyone deeply, but at the end of the day, it was just me—faced with the reality that I might die. The questions that come with that are immeasurable. What do you think? What do you believe? Where am I going to go? The craving to know, to try and have control over everything, while knowing damn well you’re in a situation where you have none.

That’s when I realized the weight of mind over matter. The genuine freedom that comes with letting go. The strength that seeps out of you when you find the will within yourself. I had to mourn my childhood, my teenage years, and at times, the ability of my limbs—but I got to celebrate my strength, my perseverance, and I found my thirst for life again. I was able to learn. To grow.

The reality is: there’s nothing in this world without shadows. Even the most dazzling sights around cast them.

There’s life in death, and death in life.

And somehow, that contradiction made everything make sense.

It reminded me that even in the middle of pain, something sacred can still exist—hope, laughter, love, the smallest acts of trying. I was dying, and yet I was more alive than I had ever been, because I was finally awake to what living really meant. I began to see miracles in ordinary moments: the way laughing with my friends felt, the way my body kept showing up for me even when it was breaking, the way people loved me without needing to understand the weight I was carrying.

That realization carried me—through treatment, through grief, through life. Even now, when things are hard, I go back to that truth: that everything is worth trying for, that every breath is worth being here for, and that there is a strength buried deep inside us, waiting to rise.

No matter how dark the road ahead seems, we hold the fire within us to push through. It’s not always easy, and it’s not always clear how we’ll get to the other side. But in the face of adversity, we are given the power to rise. There’s a strength in us that’s greater than any diagnosis, greater than any setback. Life might feel overwhelming at times, and the end may seem out of reach, but we must never forget: miracles happen every day. They told me it would take years for me to walk after treatment left me basically paralyzed, and yet I walked within the first year. They told me I’d never have children, and now I have three beautiful ones.

These experiences remind me that nothing is impossible, and even in our weakest moments, we carry the potential to defy the odds. When we face our darkest days, we are often standing at the cusp of our greatest breakthroughs. 

I spent the last ten years allowing others and even myself to define me based on something that happened to me, but not based on my beliefs, my soul, my morals—not the core of who I am. We are not what happened to us. I was not being punished. My pain and struggle can bring light insight. 

We can rise through it all. We will be resilient. We will have the life we deserve: a life that is calm, a life that is healthy, a life filled with peace and joy. We have the power within us to redefine our narrative, to rise above the things that once seemed impossible, and to create the future we’ve always dreamed of.

Source: Living Beyond Cancer: Embracing Life's Contradictions