Her <3

Hello,

Hope you are doing fine ☺️

Here are some ideas (saw your post asking for requests haha) I have might have a (big) crush on Neymar Jr so my ideas will be with him haha :

He is jealous of your friendship with Marco Verrati

You get to know each other before new year, he spend it with Bruna but he is falling for you and wants you to trust him that they are just friends

You are Kylian best friend and you are hiding him that you and Ney have been together for a few months

You are an actress/singer, and you decide to use a movie premiere to show the world you are together

You become friends with carol (Davi’s mother)

He hears you saying that Sergio Ramos is good looking,

I know you won’t to them all, but hope it helps your inspiration haha,

Love your writing by the way,

Have a nice day 😻😘

thank you for all your ideas love 🫶 request: He hears you saying that Sergio Ramos is good looking

y/n- ur name 

2nd person pov 

You and Neymar were sprawled across your bed, mindlessly scrolling through your phones, cuddled next to one another. It was a lazy Sunday in Paris.

Peaceful, yet content.

This peace was quickly interrupted by the incessant beeping of the oven. 

You sat up, preparing to get out of bed, "The Feijoada's done." 

Neymar gently pushed you down, "You stay here amor. I'll get it." 

You shot him a grateful look, laying back down. 

"Where was that email I needed?" Desperately searching for a work related email you needed tomorrow. 

You then remembered you'd dmed it to your friend on Instagram.

"Where the hell is it?" You groaned in frustration while you swiftly scrolled through your instagram.

"Y/N, amore! It's ready." Neymar called to you, heading back towards the direction of your bedroom.

Oh screw it. You'd check later tomorrow.

Neymar stood leaning against the doorway, running a hand through his messy hair. 

You thought he looked so so good. 

You decided to quickly check any updates on your Instagram timeline and raised an eyebrow in delight when you saw the PSG account had posted a picture of Sergio Ramos, who'd been your celebrity crush as a teenager.

"Sergio Ramos is so fine." You muttered, before throwing your phone on the bed and getting up to move towards Neymar.

What you didn't expect was to almost see Neymar's ears perk up in alarm at your words.

"Who?" Neymar asked you with curiosity in his eyes. 

"Sergio Ramos. His new haircut makes him look so good." You gushed.

"Well what about my new haircut?" He inquired, folding his arms and pouting.

You laughed. It was so obvious he was jealous. Why not playing along with it? 

"Your hair is forever changing. It's hard to appreciate it when you have a new look each month." You giggled.

"They all look better than Ramos's." He uttered with disgust, rolling the r with extra emphasis. 

You shot him a challenging look, "Even those fake blonde dreads a few years ago?" 

That was before you two had began dating, but you never let him live that poor style choice down. 

Neymar shot you a snarky look. Jealousy was oozing out of him.

"Ramos isn't even that good. Do you know how many times he's been red carded?" He brought up, trying to make a point. 

"28." You smirked at him.

Neymar huffed in annoyance. He was trying to make a point but it just pissed him off that you knew that fact about Ramos.

"Regardless, he's a dirty player." 

"And you're a flopper." You countered.

 "Am not!" He protested.

"Are too!" You stuck your tongue out at him.

Then there was silence for a moment, a bit awkward to say the least. 

"Do you think Ramos is more attractive than me?" Neymar wondered aloud quietly.

You felt bad. You'd hit a nerve. Even though Neymar was virtually the most sought after player in the world, he got insecure and jealous very easily. 

You gingerly moved over to him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, his instinctively finding their way to your waist. You rested your head on his chest. 

"I'm sorry." You mumbled.

"It's my fault amor. I get jealous too easily." He admitted.

You raised your head from his chest to meet his eyes. They were swirling with emotion, love, and passion.

"Well. Jealous or not, you'll always be the most beautiful man in my eyes." You smiled, pecking him on the lips. 

A smile found its way to Neymar's lips as he leaned his forehead against yours.

"Behind Davi that is." You finished.

Neymar laughed, "That's an L I'm willing to take." 

[^^I CRINGED SO HARD WRITING THAT LINE.]

Days later, at PSG vs Lille, you were in the crowd, sitting front and center to support him. When he single handedly dribbled through the box and landed the ball at the back of the net with his signature moves, you had eyes for him and him only. 

"Wonder which celebration he'll do this time." Antonela teased from behind you. 

"Hopefully it's the Parado No Bailao one." You laughed, looking back to her. 

"I'd look straight ahead if I were you." Antonela advised.

You did as told and was shocked to see what was happening. Neymar and the rest of his teammates had run towards you to celebrate.

He'd pointed right at you, made a heart with his gloved hands, and blew you a kiss.

And very quickly, there was no other man on the field other than Neymar Jr in your eyes. 

"I'd really love to join you"

It's so obvious and yet so unnoticeable, how this is exactly what I've always wanted to hear. You like me that much? You want to join me in my activity because you are interested in it as well? Because you enjoy discussing various topics with me, sharing knowledge and joking about historical events? You want to go out with me, climb a mountain at night or jump in a river and see where the current takes us? You want to experience life with me, not just pin me down in your tiny bedroom and use me to satisfy your lonely desires of physical intimacy? No, sex isn't the main activity you have in mind when you think about partnership, you want to actualy share your life with me and are actually interested in partaking in mine? You don't just tolerate my surroundings, needs and aspirations, you're excited to walk that path with me?

I feel like women get less of that. I feel like we're expected to adapt to our male partner, to live their life and support their aspirations. They get so surprised when they realise that I've got my own plans, my own path and that I'm not changing my mind for their sake. Why don't they even consider joining me, adapting to me? I'm lucky I'm queer, or I may would have had to settle for that. Because I do want a family, I do want a partner whom I can adore for life. But I don't want you and your plans, boyfriend.

I don't want that, I really don't. I don't want to move in your wooden house in the suburbs of switzerland. I don't want to use a whole room for your actionfigures. I don't want to settle down. I don't want to call my first child (whom you desperatly want to be a son) a foreign word for king. I don't want to get an overbred cat the moment my dearly loved guinea pigs die. I don't want to waste my money on expensive hotels, wellness trips, pokemon cards and virtual accessoires. I don't want to cook only your favorite foods everyday, I don't want to listen to you being disrespectful to your loving family. I don't want you getting offended whenever I carefully voice critique, I don't want to feel bad for getting frustrated over you speaking over me for the third time.

I thought I loved you and maybe in some weird and twisted way I do. I needed you after a breakup, I needed you to feel secure and at home in a foreign country I felt so lost in.

But I don't want you, because I truly do not want or like too many things that make you who you are.

You lie over the littlest things and I guess that's fair, because I lied about seeing a future with you. I have too much resentment, I feel way too disrespected. I feel like an accessory, not like your person. In hindsight, luckily.

I hope you'll stay a part of my surroundings, not because I want you to, but because I don't want to have any seperations in our friendgroup. I want to stay single and I want to flirt my heart off. I want to talk to people and I want to have romantic adventures. But I don't want to settle here. I'm too young and definetly not ready to decide on a single place. The world is too large for that.

Thank you for your time.

Goodbye.

Thoughts on Separate Tides and Allergen Representation; an Essay

“No appleblood. I spent the money on gryphon eggs for Luz. There’s not a lot she can digest here, so I make sure I have her favorites around.”

“Because you stuck with me, you lost your magic! You almost got turned to stone, and now you can’t even afford your appleblood because you’re worried about what I need to eat!”

This episode had a very surprising, and very sweet display of allergen representation. I really appreciate Luz’s issues and anxieties in this episode. While it’s presented in a fantasy way, when she explains how upset she is about her food restrictions, it speaks to a real issue affecting people with allergies and digestive problems. As someone with a food allergy growing up, the moments really spoke to me. I have Celiac Disease, which means that my body can’t digest gluten, a protein in wheat. I can eat the stuff physically, and the symptoms aren’t obvious like a peanut allergy. This makes it difficult to detect. The way it manifests is that my stomach can’t digest the protein. It will go through my small intestine, and tear up the lining of the organ that absorbs food, and what remains of the lining has a hard time absorbing other nutrients, causing me to essentially starve. These symptoms don’t appear immediately, taking days, weeks, or even months to register, making it even more difficult to detect. While gluten is something health nuts are obsessed with lately, it is a very real threat to people with my condition. My food can’t share the same plate, can’t share the same space; if they even so much as come into contact I have to scrap the whole meal just for safety’s sake. When I was younger, before I was diagnosed, I didn’t grow an inch for two years because my body had gone into maintaining the bare minimum needed for survival. My bones think they’re younger than they actually are. When I was diagnosed and I recovered, I grew a lot. What spoke to me in this episode was Luz’s discomfort and distress at Eda’s money troubles when it comes to food. It wasn’t a joke, it wasn’t mean, it was really meaningful, it’s a fact of life. It’s much like how Eda’s condition was treated in the first episode she appeared, just a part of life. Gluten free food is expensive, finding places that won’t actively poison me is exhausting, and I’m constantly worried about cross contamination. Even a few crumbs can be a problem. Frequently I will feel like a burden, like I’m being pedantic even though this is vital to my health. I cannot live off food with gluten, I will die. Yet it still feels as if I’m a burden. I’m right there with Luz; hearing people having to talk about our food sensitivities, and having to accommodate us, even if it's in a loving way like Eda said, is upsetting. I’m also going to guess that like me, Luz is also a picky eater even amongst stuff she can eat. On school trips, I always needed special treatment; it tended to be something that I don’t care for even if it was gluten free, or dry sandwiches I brought from home while my peers chowed down on pizza. I remember the looks everyone gave me. I have to explain to every single restaurant I find my condition. Even if they’re understanding, it’s a pain. Luz has been confirmed to be neurodivergent, and I am right there with her as well. It takes an immense amount of mental energy to find restaurants, to find the right menus, find the ones with the right accommodations. Food can’t even be cooked in the same fryer if I want to avoid cross-contamination. It’s terrifying and upsetting to constantly have to go to the front of the line and ask for what feels like conspicuous special treatment. As a neurodivergent person, social anxiety makes this so much worse. I constantly fear the cooks are cursing me under their breath for inconveniencing them, I fear that people behind me are whispering and that any moment a hand will land on my shoulder and demand I get to the back of the line with everyone else. Sometimes I will get food that I simply don’t like, or hasn’t been cooked right. Asking to have it fixed is terrifying, and I fear the people around me even more. Luz may not be super poor on Earth, but she voiced a lot of anxieties and frustration that people like me have. I'm from a well off family that could afford the additional expense of gluten free food, but I can’t imagine what a nightmare it is for real families who can’t afford gluten free food, or who can’t even

afford a diagnosis. To add insult to injury, many people will mock or dismiss us as being liars, pedantic, or just picky. It is a common thing to mock people with gluten free preferences; the Angry Birds movie made fun of it. I hear people complain about how expensive the food is even if they don’t have to eat it. People will offer me bread even after I explain to them what it will do to me. Dennys seems to have adopted a chain-wide proclamation to refuse to accommodate gluten free people. I have not eaten there in three years, because we experienced serious food problems in restaurants in Virginia and Vermont. Virtually every time I entered a Dennys three years ago, I would ask for a plate of plain and simple chicken that normally comes with toast, and I ask them to remove that; somehow, they would always screw up the order by putting glutinous bread right on top and ruining the whole meal. Yes, we are that sensitive to contamination. If it even touches the food the meal is ruined. Once, it was understandable because the waiter had been awake for eighteen hours. The other times were not. I saw the waiters argue with the other staff, I had a manager once come out to explain my own disease to me, even as two pieces of toast just sat there stewing on my chicken. That feeling of being a burden, of hearing people argue about trying to help you, stings very much. Some people will assume that we just don’t like wheat; I’ve heard horror stories of people trying to “prove” someone didn’t have Celiac Disease by secretly putting it in their food. The fact that we don’t go into anaphylactic shock when we consume it makes this a common problem as it leads them to assume it’s not an issue. It being a fad diet has also made my life worse; I have to constantly specify that I am not just gluten free, that I have an actual medical condition. I have to carry cards in my wallet to explain the situation. It feels like the world around me conspires to keep me from being healthy. And it feels like the world hates people like me for it. The best representation I’ve ever gotten for Celiac Disease was a CollegeHumor sketch. Most of the time, allergen representation is a joke, even if it’s informative and not meant to be mean. The Owl House breaks that trend with these two little exchanges. “No appleblood. I spent the money on gryphon eggs for Luz. There’s not a lot she can digest here, so I make sure I have her favorites around.” “Because you stuck with me, you lost your magic! You almost got turned to stone, and now you can’t even afford your appleblood because you’re worried about what I need to eat!” Luz’s snap at Eda about her food sensitivities is something I feel. I don’t often get allergen representation like this, especially any as loving and kind as this. Even to family, who love and support me, I can feel like a burden, as if there’s something wrong with me that is somehow my fault, and not the fault of a genetic disease dating back thousands of years. It’s deeply upsetting and frustrating to experience this. No matter who it comes from, it hurts a lot. I’m glad The Owl House captured this feeling perfectly. It’s good to know I’m not alone here. I’m glad to see representation where facts of my life aren’t seen as a joke.

I just read your party HCs and omg the Chrollo one 😍 anyway I was wondering if you could maybe do a one shot elaborating on that? Or just anything with Chrollo tbh I love the way you write him!

Baby you’re so sweeeeeet! Ah made my day! I would gladly elaborate....

The Fox and The Rabbit : NSFW 

(duh its Chrollo)

WARNING: D/s dynamic, dirrrrrty talk, collars, public sexual acts

The party was elaborate to say the least... The crystal chandeliers illuminated the glass mansion where the party was being held.

 The marble floors sparkled. You had never seen somewhere more beautiful and you felt a bit out of place. You stood in the ball room with your boyfriend, in a f/c dress. The lace rabbit mask that covered your face was tied around your head with a black satin ribbon. Chrollo Lucifer, had his arm wrapped protectively around your waist. You looked up at him, laughing softly at his fox mask, “I’m sorry,” you said giggling, “it’s just that I wouldn’t have thought you would pick woodland creatures.” Chrollo’s eyes were hidden behind his mask but you watched his lips quirk up into a playful smile. “Oh? And what’s so funny about that?” he asked the grip on your waist tightening. “I-it’s just that, I figured you’d have chosen something a bit more ferocious than a fox...” He moved you in front of him as a caterer passed carrying a tray of champagne. Chrollo’s fingers dug into your hips and he breathed his words against your neck. “The fox is ferocious, to the rabbit,” he said and nipped softly at the skin of your neck. Your breath hitched in your throat. Why was he always teasing you like this? His fingers found their way to the leather band that was wrapped around your neck. “And you’re wearing your collar, such a good girl you are...” he kissed your cheek carefully, letting his lips linger. Your knees were weak, and you could feel your panties getting wet already. You wished he’d given you more time before introducing you to the very well known “art traders” and “personal assistants” and such. 

You knew virtually nothing about this party, except that it was an annual masquerade ball and that Chrollo was a... colleague, of the host. But you were discovering that this was a party for the most elite criminals, in the world. You sipped nervously at the champagne you had snagged off of a tray. You looked around to see all  of the faces gazing back. It was both dazzling and unsettling to be watched through the eye holes of different faces, devils, dogs, cats, spider web like designs, and birds. You brushed your hand over your collar wondering if it was so obvious to the others. A rabbit, collared by a fox. The thought itself had you squeezing your thighs together. You downed your glass of champagne and grabbed another from a glinting silver tray. 

“Pardon me, it’s just that you are so incredibly beautiful, it would have been wrong for me to not say anything.” You turned to see Chrollo eyeing you through his fox. “May I?” he asked as he reached for your hand.You nodded slowly, the lace rabbit ears bobbing. He took your hand and lead you to the dance floor. You swigged the rest of that champagne and placed the glass on the closest surface to you, before making it to the dance floor. He clasped your lace gloved hand in his. “Closer,” he said tugging you into him. He held onto you tight and slowly began to dance you around the room. “I feel like everyone is watching us,” you said noticing the wandering eyes of the different creature faces. “They probably are, you’re a beautiful dancer,” he said. As you danced around, the bubbles began to go to your head and you giggled softly in delight. Chrollo held you close against his chest and you placed your head against his breast pocket. You drew little circles on his tuxedo with your fingers. “Hey,” you said looking up at him. He glanced down at you, waiting for you to state your desire. But you didn't say anything, just bit your lip and trailed your wandering hand lower. “Be careful, are you sure you want to start this game, bunny?” You laughed deviously and then said with your most sincere tone, “I’m sure I have no idea what you’re talking about.” You couldn’t see him do it, but you were sure he raised an eyebrow at you. “Is that so?” You nodded assuredly then asked if you could take a break from dancing. Chrollo pulled out his pocket watch. It was 7:52pm, “dinner will be serves in 8 minutes but we can rest here.” He gestured to the chairs along the wall of the ball room. 

Chrollo was about to take his seat but before, he bowed to you and took your hand. “Thank you, for the dance,” he said and he pushed down the lace of your glove and planted a soft kiss to your wrist. He then sat in the chair and pulled you onto his lap. You straddled his legs with your own. “Move,” he commanded. “Move?” you asked softly worrying that even with the music someone might over hear your conversation. He situated you on his lap to where you could easily rub against his thigh. “Don't make me say it again,” he said and placed his hands on your hips. You began to slowly grind yourself against his thigh. “That’s my good girl, I want you nice and wet for me.” You let a soft sigh escape your lips before you could hold it back. “Please Chrollo, no more, you’re embarrassing me,” you begged. But he wasn't having it, he urged your hips to keep moving. You were positive that you had soaked your panties at this point and you were annoyed that he wasn’t playing fair. But you didn't expect him to, he never did... so you wouldn’t either. You pushed back against him so now with every movement of your hips, your ass would grind against his dick, which was getting harder with every movement you made. “I love what i can do to you,” you whispered to him. He was smiling, but it was the kind of smile that warned you were in trouble. You had pushed him too far. 

A tinkling of a small silver bell interrupted your game with Chrollo. Dinner was served. The guests filed out into the garden and sat at the appropriate tables with their name cards at each place setting. Chrollo moves to a seat where his current name is written, Samael. Your name card read, Lilith. He’s funny that Chrollo Lucifer and his little calling cards. You were surprised it had been so long and he hadn’t been figured out yet. 

Your seats were closer to the head of the table, which meant closer to the host. He pulled out your chair and you sat down, next to a woman who had on a badger’s mask. She nodded at you politely and you gave her a quick smile. The first course was brought out, a soup with a red broth and a single bone resting in the porcelain dish. You were about to ask Chrollo if it was safe to eat, seeing as it looked like watered down blood, when he whispered in your ear. “Give me your panties.” You looked at him, wide eyed, through your rabbit face. “Go on,” he encouraged, “I thought rabbit’s liked to fuck.” You looked back to the badger woman, who looked back at you... How were you going to manage this? “Do you read?” you heard someone ask Chrollo. You knew then you would be ignored if you didn’t do as he asked. You checked again and no one seemed to be paying much attention to you. You took a spoonful of soup and then somehow managed to pull your thong below your ass without anyone seeing. It was when you were pulling them down your thighs you were caught. The woman with the badger mask cleared her throat. You were glad your dress was long enough that she couldn't see your thong around your knees and you were lucky the table itself was large enough that she couldn't see your lap. But she was still wondering what you were fiddling with and why. “My garter slipped,” you said and then spooned more broth into your mouth. You would have to wait for the right moment... It came when the wine was being poured. and you were able to slip them off and hand them over without anymore mistakes. “They’re so wet... pathetic really, I’ve barely touched you,”he whispered against your cheek. Goosebumps broke out across your skin as his hand trailed up your thigh. “Samael, I’ve not met your rabbit before have I?” said the host. His mask was green, iridescent, reminiscent of a scarabs wings. “You haven’t, but she is very special to me and I thank you for letting me bring her,” Chrollo said his reply as one of his fingers slipped inside you. “Ah-And I thank you f-for allowing me to attend this wonderful p-party,” you said trying to cover your gasp. “You will have to pardon my sweet bunny girl, I’m afraid she is terribly shy...” His fingers curled inside you expertly.

 You reached for your wine glass and sipped with shaking hands. He added a second finger and the glass almost slipped from your hands.”Oh my!” you exclaimed trying your best to hold back your moan. “The wine is d-delicious,” you told the host. Trying again to best cover up your sounds of ecstasy. “My darling bunny, she’s trying her best to overcome her shyness,” Chrollo said, his fingers working faster against your walls. The waiters came to collect the first course dishes and you could feel yourself getting close. The waiter retrieved your dish, Chrollo’s finger pumping in and out of you going unnoticed. Anyone who saw would assume he was just comforting his shy girlfriend by caressing her leg. “Thank him for taking your dish,” he commanded. “Oh t-thank you!” you gasped. Although you were saying it more so to Chrollo than the waiter. Your breath hitched in your throat as a small crystal dish of sorbet was set in front of you, a pallet cleanser. You were so close, just on the edge of coming undone completely, at a dinner party, in front of all these people. “I think that Motzart’s Symphony no. 40 : Molto Allegro, is absolutely brilliant and symbolizes-” how was he having a conversation so in depth while simultaneously making you writhe around in your chair? You grabbed the sides of the chair, you couldn’t take it anymore, you were going to cum. As you tightened around his fingers that were furiously pressing into your G spot, you squealed in delight. Your orgasm washed over you like the ocean’s tide, and it pulled from your mouth words you wouldn’t be able to take back. “Holy shit, it’s so fucking good!” You said it louder than you had wanted to but you quickly picked up a spoon and shoved some sorbet into your mouth. “The sorbet! The sorbet, is so fucking good,” you added. Chrollo chuckled as he watched embarrassment take over your aura. “Look at yourself, playing the fool just so you can cum all over my fingers hmm?” he whispered to you and even though you had just cum, your thighs squeezed against his hand. “Why are you trying to close your legs? You know I’m no where near done with you yet...” You had only had soup, there were 3 more courses. How were you going to make it through dinner?

Livestream the summer solstice: my big survival plan for English Heritage

The charity is set to lose as much as £70 million this year, but its chairman, Princess Anne’s husband, Tim Laurence, won’t be beaten, he tells Richard Morrison of The Times.

Watching the sun rise at Stonehenge on the summer solstice, seeing those ancient stones perfectly aligned to the first rays of dawn; that has to be one of the world’s most magical heritage experiences. In any normal year more than 20,000 people, not all of them card-carrying druids, would gather to see it.

There’s nothing normal, though, about this year. On June 21 the 4,500-year-old monument will be deserted — by government decree. Instead, English Heritage (EH) will live-stream sunrise at Stonehenge. In the words of Tim Laurence, EH’s chairman, it will be a “self-isolating solstice”. And he’s doing his best to put a brave face on it. “For once the stones will be totally peaceful,” he says. “And nobody has to get up at 3am and get very cold.”

True, but if any one event symbolised how much coronavirus has wrecked Britain’s cultural calendar, this “self-isolating solstice” is surely it. That must be particularly painful for Laurence. Just turned 65, he had a highly successful career in the Royal Navy, where he ended up as a vice-admiral. And by the royal family’s eventful standards he enjoys a remarkably untroubled private life as Princess Anne’s husband. He took on EH in 2015 with instructions from government to wean it off public subsidy (which is being tapered down from £15.6 million a year in 2016 to nothing by 2023) and turn it into a self-supporting charity. And until two months ago he seemed to be steering his sprawling new ship very well.

“We’d had five terrific years,” he says. “We now have over a million members. Last year we had 6.4 million visits to our 420-odd sites. And from starting off in a negative financial position when we took the charity on, we had built up a financial reserve. So we were able to invest in some brilliant projects. We spent £3.6 million restoring Iron Bridge in Shropshire, which now looks fantastic and is secure for another century — despite all the terrible flooding on the Severn — and £5 million to build the new bridge to Tintagel Castle in Cornwall, which provides a much better visitor experience.”

Then the pandemic struck. Along with every other heritage organisation, EH closed all its staffed properties on March 19 (though 200 free-to-roam landscapes remained open). “We have to put this into perspective,” Laurence says. “Our problems are very significant, but as nothing compared to the challenge facing the health and care sectors.” Nevertheless, the result of what Laurence calls “putting everything into mothballs” has been, he admits, “a very serious loss of income”. He won’t put a figure on it, claiming with reason that the situation is too fluid, but even if all of EH’s recovery plans go well the charity seems set to lose between £50 million and £70 million this year. And if coronavirus refuses to be subdued, the outcome could be far worse.

In the context of the £200 million loss apparently run up by the National Trust in the past two months, EH’s problems might seem minor. Unlike the National Trust, however, EH doesn’t have £1.3 billion of reserves stashed away for a rainy day.

It didn’t help that lockdown started just before Easter, the precise moment when many heritage attractions traditionally open for the summer. EH has lost not only millions of paying visitors, but also the revenue they generate in its shops and tearooms. Laurence also decided to offer a three-month extension of subscriptions to the million-plus supporters, who are paying £63 a year for individual membership, or £109 a year for a family. “We wanted to thank them for staying with us,” he explains, “and to recognise that they aren’t getting as much value as normal out of their membership.” Probably a necessary public-relations move, especially in view of the reported mass exodus of members from the National Trust, but it put another big dent in EH’s revenues.

Those members haven’t been entirely deprived of EH’s services. Like many cultural organisations, EH has had a big surge in online visitors during lockdown. “Things like Victorian cookery lessons from Audley End [near Saffron Walden in Essex] or dance lessons for VE Day are getting massive attention this year,” Laurence says. So, he hopes, will an 80th-anniversary online commemoration of Dunkirk, designed to retell the story of the evacuation via a daily Twitter feed. That will provide a virtual experience for the thousands who would otherwise have visited Dover Castle, one of EH’s most popular sites, from where D-Day was masterminded.

Yet even the most vivid online experience can’t compensate for the visceral excitement of a physical visit to a dramatic historic site such as ghostly Witley Court in Worcestershire or the gaunt remains of Whitby Abbey. What if EH couldn’t reopen this year? Will there be another extension of membership? “I’d like to think that won’t happen,” Laurence replies. “We have a tentative date for reopening from government, and all our focus now is on getting things going again, rather than fearing the worst.”

That tentative date is July 4, but EH will take things slowly. “Our plan is to open a relatively small number of our staffed sites then, focusing on those that have lots of outdoor space,” Laurence says. “Stonehenge, for instance. The key is making sure that people feel safe, and we are putting in a huge amount of work — in close conjunction with other heritage bodies — to devise procedures to keep staff and visitors totally protected.”

One-way systems for visitors and PPE for staff? “Yes, and limiting visitor numbers, probably by having pre-booked time slots,” Laurence says. “I know it’s a bit of a bore for people, but I think visitors will appreciate the certainty of knowing they can get in. Then it’s about enabling social distancing to be maintained, and very high standards of hygiene wherever people have to touch things.”

Laurence won’t put a date on when a second wave of reopenings might happen. “The thing about the government’s guidance that I am most in tune with is the step-by-step approach,” he says. “We have to see what works and change it if it doesn’t.”

Is he convinced, though, that the public is ready to come back? Recent research suggests a high degree of fear about returning to any cultural activity. “Not everyone thinks the same way,” Laurence says. “What’s clear is that visiting places where there’s a degree of freedom and open air will be much more attractive than enclosed spaces at first. Of course we have a lot of enclosed spaces as well, so we have to find ways of overturning people’s reluctance to enter them.”

Even if people do flock back, however, EH is still left with an enormous black hole in its finances. The government is advancing funds that EH would be due to receive later this year, and there are discussions about bringing forward next year’s grant as well. These, however, are small sums (£8.8 million next year) compared with a possible £70 million loss. Will Laurence be asking for an additional bailout?

“It seems likely that we will be operating under [social distancing] limitations through the whole of this year and possibly next,” he says. “In that case, inevitably, our visitor income will be reduced. If we can’t get the income, we won’t be able to do all the conservation work and projects we’ve put on hold for the moment. Therefore we will have to ask government for more support.”

And an extra two or three years to be added on to EH’s planned transition from quango to independent trust? “That is also a discussion we need to have,” he says.

Could philanthropy help EH through its troubles? In the past five years Laurence has had some success at attracting private money, notably bagging a £2.5 million donation from Julia and Hans Rausing to help to build the Tintagel bridge. The trouble is that, as Laurence points out, “almost everyone who has got money to spare at the moment is thinking first about supporting health charities and care homes”. The Rausings’ recent decision to give nearly £20 million to charities tackling the pandemic is an obvious case in point. Nevertheless, if EH is to get back on track as an independent charity, it needs those big donors on board as well as the subscriptions of its million members.

Laurence spent his final navy years in charge of the Defence Estate, responsible for nearly 2,000 historically important buildings and monuments, so he was well aware of the challenges of conserving old buildings before joining EH. Even so, he admits he was a “slightly strange choice” to be its chairman. “I’m not an academic, not a historian, not an archaeologist,” he says. “Yet in some ways I represent a lot of our members. I’m a fascinated amateur. I absolutely love the history of this country. I love the sites we look after, and the story each tells.”

Tells to whom, though? The biggest challenge facing the whole heritage sector is arguably an urgent need to widen its demographic appeal. Can Laurence, in many ways the ultimate establishment insider, relate to that? Can he recognise that EH, like the National Trust, has an image problem? The perception that it’s a club for white middle-class people?

“There’s an element of truth in that,” he admits. “We are putting a great deal of effort into appealing more to — I hate using these categories — BAME [black and minority ethnic] people, who represent something like 14 per cent of the UK’s population. We have made a very strong statement by recruiting two outstanding representatives of those communities to our trustee board: David Olusoga [the historian] and Kunle Olulode [director of Voice4Change England]. They are helping our gradual transition towards being more appealing to non-white people. The important point is that we reflect not just the bricks-and-mortar history of England, but waves of immigration into this country over thousands of years. We have a story to tell to everybody.”

EH’s online output can be accessed through english-heritage.org.uk

Helo Adama → Dylan O'Brien → Rat Animal Shifter

→ Basic Information 

Age: 28

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight 

Born or Made: Born 

Birthday: August 1st

Zodiac Sign: Leo

Religion: Deism 

→ His Personality Helo personality is most accurately described as intelligent, hyperactive, and curious. He is a notorious bookworm who excels at piecing together clues and figuring out mysteries. Helo enjoys puzzles and acts as the main IT guy for the pack in order to gain information and evidence regarding the threats that they face. For this reason, his intelligence is his greatest strength within the pack and has either given them an advantage or has outright saved them in multiple situations. He is slow to trust people, but once he warms up to them and the person gains his trust, he becomes very close to them and will do whatever he has to do in order to protect them and ensure their safety. Because of his hyperactiveness, Helo can often become so overwhelmed by trauma that he both physically and verbally lashes out at those around him. Despite his increasingly violent reactions to bad news, he is a very loyal person who would do anything to protect his loved ones, even if it means giving up his life to do so. 

→ His Personal Facts

Occupation: Full Time Head of CTRL

Scars: None

Tattoos: Matching Tetris Pieces with Hanna 

Two Likes: Technology and Amazon

Two Dislikes: Best Buy and LEGO

Two Fears: Blackouts and Losing Hard Drive Data

Two Hobbies: Videos Games and Role-Playing 

Three Positive Traits: Outspoken, Sarcastic, Clever

Three Negative Traits: Long-Winded, Awkward, Arrogant

→ His Connections

Parent Names:

Graeme Adama (Father): Graeme is Helo’s number one fan and motivator. Graeme has always had an active role in Helo’s life, whether it was reading him Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings before bed as a child or helping him build foundations for CTRL as an adult. Graeme has taken time off from RED and joined Helo on CTRL after the Underground attack. Nick has been pushing for Graeme's return and Helo has been pushing to find a way to help RED win some leeway Underground. He wants his father to return with some type of advantage. 

My Bellarose Adama (Mother): My Bellarose seems like a character from a book that Helo’s has not read yet. Everything about his mother is perfect enough to be unreal or made up by an exquisite writer. She can do no wrong in his eyes. She is currently teamed with BOND and SKIN. Helo has no idea how she jungles Graeme, work and their family but somehow it all gets done and more. Helo is happy she has taken a liking to Hanna, just like the rest of their family. 

Sibling Names:

Radak Adama (Brother): Radak is Helo’s older brother. They are complete opposites of each other but surprisingly get already well. Radak has never been into technology or science fiction/fantasy. Radak joined BOND in order to travel and get away from Chicago, he always wanted to see the world and learn about different cultures and languages. When Radak is home he usually works on SKIN. 

Vala Azalea Adama (Sister): Vala is Helo’s older sister. She is one of the RED survivors and has recently celebrated her 30th birthday. She had a mental breakdown recently, feeling unaccomplished and with a shit ton of survivor's guilt. Helo feels absolutely helpless. He has taken to constantly checking on her and is trying to include her in wedding plans to brighten her up. Helo is considering hooking her up with Louis or Achilles to get her spirits up. 

Tahmoh Adama (Brother): Tahmoh is Helo’s little brother. Tahmoh is a 23 year old nerd that has recently joined the ranks of GOLD. Helo is proud of him, knowing he worked hard for the position while attending community college full-time. While Helo had gotten his degree online, Tahmoh rebelled and went to one of the local colleges. Helo was surprised that Nick allowed Tahmoh to attend college. However, it was not until after Tahmoh graduation that Tahmoh was able to tell their family that he was only allowed to attend if he kept an eye out for the Jackals and other shifters who attended college there too. 

Children Names:

None

Romantic Connections:

Hanna Moore (Mate and Fiancee): Hanna and Helo have been dating for 5 years. They met on an online dating app. The first time they met in public, Helo brought Louis with him, thinking it was a scam. Helo and Hanna clicked in person just like they did over the phone; adding Louis as their third party too. 6 months into their relationship, Helo asked Hanna to move and join his pack. A long distance relationship wasn’t hard, but Helo wanted her close and running CTRL, which was still new at the time, was becoming too much to leave for a weekend getaway. Helo does not reject the decision at all and does not think that they are moving too fast. He knows whether he is living until 90 or 400 years old, he wants to share his life with Hanna. Which is why he proposed and they are planning to start a life despite people thinking they will not last or will regret it. In the history of Adama’s there has never been a divorce and there are currently 30 living generations. While Helo does not want to add kids to their equation yet, he does see them there in the far future.

Platonic Connections:

Louis Martin-Rovet (Best Friend): Helo cannot remember when Louis and he became best friends or when they actually met. Every time a question about how they met comes up they both spin an outrageous elaborate story, coming up with it and crazy details as they go along. Despite their obvious age difference, Louis being older than Helo’s parents and maternal grandparents, the two of them might as well be brothers. 

Theo ‘Hibachi’ Easton (Friend): Helo and Hibachi could easily be described as being your typical nerd buddies. Helo was there to help Theo when he needed his Tumblr page set up, and Theo was one of the very small numbers that knew about Helo dating Hannah first. Their friendship is an easy one, where both are simply comfortable being themselves around the other.

Achilles Idris (Friend): Helo really likes Achilles and enjoys having him around. It is hard to believe that Achilles is Jax's older brother. However, this adds to Helo theory that Nick and Jo raising Jax had a large effect on the person he grew up to be. Achilles is currently a part of GOLD and BOND, thus Helo has been seeing a lot of him. It is nice having someone else closer to his age in his inner circle too. 

Ray Hamelin (Associate): When Helo first developed CTRL, he had to implement it into NERVOUS and BOND before CTRL could become official. Helo and Ray formed a professional relationship during that time. Helo has nothing but respect for Ray and the job he does for their pack as a whole.

Jim Montgomery (Unsure): Jim has been coming around more and more often. Helo is unsure as to why but also does not want to find out why either. Helo has been running micro surveillance cameras in and out of the police department for SKIN and is currently working on a credit card system for them. Helo is hoping to match their spending habits to different names the human shifters may have, which could possibly bring a large amount of unknown shifted forms to light.

Ryan Cleirigh (Possible Contact/New Friend): Ryan has an amazing podcast that Helo listens to on his down time or whenever he needs something playing softly in the background and music isn’t cutting it. Helo has joined Ryan a few times for shows as a guest and accompanies Ray whenever he goes too.

Hostile Connections:

Jaxson Idris (Annoyance): Helo and Jax never got along and always clashed with one another. Helo does not know what it is about Jax but the air around Jax always ruffles his feathers and sends him up a wall. Helo has tried in the past to bury the hatchet but it has always come to bite him in the ass. Jax will never receive mercy from Helo or his personal CTRL care; which Helo usually gives to his team members.

Pets:

None

→ History Helo was raised by loving parents and has always had a close relationship with the entire family; including siblings, cousins, aunts, uncles and grandparents. Helo grew up around the supernatural but did not grow up as a typical rat. Helo’s family, the Adama's, have always refused to sleep with tens of thousands of other rats. They enjoy the finer things and as a result, Helo grew up within a separate house which is unlike many of the local rats. While he did not follow in his families by joining GOLD, SKIN or RED, Helo did start his own team called CTRL when he was old enough. That won the approval of both his family and extended family. CTRL is in control of surveillance, tech support, data processing, basic hacking and virtual mapping. They are also in charge of accounting for SUGAR, research and development for BOND, and simple tracking for other teams. → The Present Helo’s love for technology is how he stumbled on an online dating app for supernaturals and how he met Hanna. Hanna was in Fort Wayne, Indiana when they were matched, but the two commuted alternating weekends to make it work. Hanna eventually moved up to Chicago to be with Helo and join his pack. Hanna moved to Chicago only 6 months after meeting face to face for the first time. They celebrated their 5 years anniversary where Helo had proposed to Hanna. They are slowly planning their wedding much to everyone's cringe. A lot of people disapprove but Helo has always known what he wanted, and it has yet to come to bite him in the ass. Helo’s immediate family and his best friend, Louis seem to be the only ones that are in support of how quickly their relationship is moving.

Helo’s to-do-list has been overflowing for CTRL. He is slowly but surely knocking them all out by working overtime and pulling all nighters. Helo is working on big projects for BOND, GOLD, SKIN, RED and CAMO that has taken priority over other projects that he has been handing off to his team members. CTRL is currently without a second which Helo isn’t actively looking for but is willing to consider after missing an important wedding venue appointment.

Lap Of Luxury

Two thousand years ago, Jesus of Nazareth said to his followers, “You will always have the poor among you...” (Matthew 26:11), which some have taken to mean his blanket indictment of the rich. Marketers, though, love the rich, even if they are a small percentage of the population.

Because they have all the money. If you can get that small percentage to open up their purses and wallets, the profit potential is huge.

Which helps explain why Amazon launched its new Luxury Stores initiative, an effort to lure the moneyed elite to come hither with high-limit credit cards. And from the looks of things, this is not for the faint of pocketbook.

Since I am a Prime member, I was one of the early ones invited to take a look. I am certainly not rich, I don’t buy luxury products, and my tastes in clothing and accessories runs pretty pedestrian. I’m the guy who snarkily posited many years ago to his students Gerlich’s First Law of Retailing: The amount of space between products in a store is proportional to the price.

The greater the space, the higher the price. Or, cram a bunch of junk into a shop, and folks can expect low prices.

But I digress. I took a look around the new Luxury Shops on my updated Amazon mobile app, which is the only way you can even take a look. More on that later. The familiar Amazon smile logo greeted me, but this time in a regal shade of gold, not orange.

If first impressions are lasting, then I probably won’t be back, regardless of my shopping preferences. The launch seemed half-baked, with few choices. It would be like opening a new shopping mall with only one-third of the storefronts filled.

The product selection was heavily targeted toward women. I mean rich women. And all of the women I know, especially those with money, love the in-store shopping experience. There is so much to be said for touching a garment, trying it on, seeing it in daylight. Oh, and toting that fancy little bag around bearing the retailer’s high zoot name so everyone can see where you have been shopping.

Why Amazon would target the rich is simple. They have not yet been able to do all that well in clothing among all shoppers, but they figured they might be able to carve out a corner of the market that is currently underserved. The business model is actually rather smart, because all that Amazon has done is create a virtual mall for these brands and retailers. Amazon facilitates the sale, while the affiliates do all of the order fulfillment, cutting Amazon a portion of the proceeds in the process.

At a time when shopping in physical stores has taken a huge hit, though, the concept may be sheer genius if you can get women to fork over $5000 on a dress they saw on their phone. All of the virtual modeling in the world has thus far not come close to the in-store experience.

I get it. Bezos wants to keep expanding his empire, just like Walmart has struggled for years trying to attract well-heeled (and not just high-heeled) shoppers. But maybe they should remember the words of Jesus about the poor, or the middle class either, because there are so many of them, and they-we--all need things, too.

The luxury market is lucrative, with high margins and image-conscious customers. The allure is obvious. Just don’t forget the rest of us. Give me a better shopping experience for some new trousers that fit my thinned-down frame, and I’ll open up my wallet, too.

Dr “Because Winter Is Coming“ Gerlich

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Choose Your Fate - Logan Delos - 2

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The office was quiet but that's why you liked it this early. You slipped into your office and quietly shut the door.

Solitude was hard to come by these days. Someone always wanted something from you. Your father wanted you to push boundaries, your sister wanted you to find a social life, your coworkers–employees, now–wanted you to guide them into the future. Everyone wanted something from you and it didn't leave much left.

But early in the morning, before everyone else came to the office? You loved those moments. It was quiet and peaceful, just you and your paperwork as the sun slowly started to filter in through the large windows that surrounded your office.

Alpha testing on the sims was almost complete. Marco's very detailed memos told you that things were headed in the right direction. You were extraordinarily excited for what was next.

This was what was going to put Y/L/N on the map. Maybe even overtake the competition completely.

Unbidden a quick image of Logan came to mind but you shook your head. Three weeks. It's been three weeks; surely you'd stop thinking about him at some point?

Taking down Delos wasn't personal for you the way it was for your dad. He hated James Delos and the thought of trampling them into the ground made him strive for more. You tried to explain that leaving you in the lab would achieve that quicker, but he wouldn't hear it.

"You're my daughter, a Y/L/N, not a scientist."

Like you couldn't be both. Like your degrees cared what last name was written on them.

A new memo was in your inbox so you opened it up. Marco often sent more updates than needed, but you didn't mind. This was the only way you could follow the progression it seemed.

Project Janus:

We seem to have hit a snare. The sims are incredibly lifelike until we try to spawn them. Each one has a different and yet similar reaction and ultimately fails. We don't have the right coding yet.

Marco

Dammit. This wasn't how it was supposed to go at all. Without the exact right coding, the sims would never be enough and never leave alpha testing.

It wasn't that you thought you could do it better than they could. Your people were some of the best in the world. You just wished you were still down there getting your hands dirty.

But maybe there was a different way for you to get your hands dirty.

You opened a drawer and fished out a card that you had slipped under the black metal pen box. The card was high quality; the type of card stock that would come apart almost more like cloth than paper. On the front in neat black type was one name and phone number.

James Delos

You tapped the card on the top of your desk as you thought through your next step. Your dad would kill you. Your sister would disown you.

But Y/L/N would succeed.

Without another thought, you picked up your desk phone and dialed. A soft voice answered, his secretary explaining that Mr Delos doesn't accept calls before a certain time.

"He'll want to take this call," you offered with more confidence than you felt. "Tell him this is Y/N Y/L/N and I'd like to have a chat."

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The meeting was at a working lunch. James Delos had told you that he was going to send one of his shareholders out to meet with you. It would keep some of the heat off of both your companies until it could be determined if it was going to work or not.

You weren't sure which shareholder you'd be meeting with until you saw the man entering the restaurant.

Shareholder? More like future son in law. William Wyatt had a foot in the door, sure, but by securing a marriage to Juliet Delos, he was making himself indispensable. And apparently it was working because James trusted him with matters that directly affected Delos Inc.

William headed in your direction, a far cry from the cutthroat businessman you expected to join you. You almost wondered if James Delos was taking you seriously at all.

"Ah, Miss Y/L/N," he greeted as he go to your side, offering his hand to you when you stood to greet him. "It's a pleasure to finally put a face to a name."

You gave a tight lipped smile as both of you sat down again. The waiter came over to take your orders, a bored look on her face as she did. You ordered a salad and a water, something light since you had a feeling that this wasn't going to be a very productive meeting, but you came up short when William mentioned someone else was coming.

"My associate will be joining us in a moment," he offered with a smile.

An associate of William's? Another shareholder perhaps? You tried to hide your frown.

James Delos should have just told you that he wasn't interested. This was just ridiculous.

"Ah. There he is," William said as he looked up at the entrance.

You followed his gaze and immediately choked on your tongue. Somehow it didn't occur to you that Logan might come. You hadn't thought the universe could be that cruel.

He was looking at his phone so he hadn't noticed you yet. Part of you wondered if you could slip away without being noticed. William was trying to flag down Logan without causing too much a ruckus and you were trying to sink into your chair.

When Logan did look up, he noticed William's awkward movements first. Then his eyes went to you. And the immediate flash of recognition made you wish you could have slipped away before he looked. There was a heat in his eyes that you didn’t mistake as anything other than displeasure at seeing you after you ditched him three weeks ago.

"Better late than never," William muttered as Logan approached.

Logan heard the words and his eyes landed on you once more. His eyebrow raised as he moved to sit next to William.

"Better late than never," he repeated as he settled in to his seat. He didn't offer you his hand or introduce himself.

He didn't need to.

"Uh," William said uncertainly as he looked between the two of you. "Y/N, this is Logan Delos. Logan, this is Y/N Y/L/N."

His eyes narrowed a bit at your name, but that was the only reaction you got. He slung his arm over the small wall that sat behind their chairs, gesturing with his freehand to you.

“You requested this meeting, Miss Y/L/N,” he said, drawing your last name out a few extra syllables.

“So I did,” you said under your breath. “As I explained to Mr Delos–”

“My father,” Logan said with a pointed look that hopefully William missed.

“–I have a proposition for Delos Inc,” you continued as if he hadn’t interrupted. “My company will soon be launching a new product. As you may know, Y/L/N is more prominent on the east coast. Out here we are still making our bones.”

“You’ve done pretty well for yourself,” William said as he leaned in a bit, pressing his forearms against the table. “Y/L/N rivals Delos Inc in some of the virtual reality aspects that you’ve developed.”

Logan shifted as if he was uncomfortable with William mentioning that. You smiled politely and moved on without addressing that part. It wouldn’t serve your purpose to put them on the defensive right then.

“The product that we’re launching could use a foothold here on the west coast,” you continued, but Logan cut in before you could say anything else.

“How much?” At your startled look, he shrugged his shoulder and gave you a small smirk. “It’s obvious that you’re asking Delos to invest. A fifty-fifty split before the launch?”

“Seventy-five, twenty-five. We’re not looking for a venture capitalist, just a foothold. Y/L/N and Delos Inc rub elbows a little bit and then when it comes time to launch, the company has a good enough reputation to build from.”

William nodded his head as if it made perfect sense. He turned to look at Logan, his eyebrows drawing together as he looked at his associate. Logan looked positively unimpressed.

“What would your father say about you getting in bed with the enemy?”

It hit too close to home. Heat started to trickle up your neck and you forced yourself to stay composed.

“I’m not a board member or a shareholder, Mr Delos; I’m the CEO. I make the decisions that I think are best for my company and I don’t need to ask permission to do something.”

It was a low blow and by the glare you received, you knew the blow landed. He sat up a bit straighter, his eyes darting off to the side. You could see mental calculations going before he cleared his throat. He nudged William and drew his attention to a woman that was standing near one of the other tables.

“Isn’t that Claudia? One of Juliet’s bridesmaids?” At William’s nod, Logan nudged him again. “You should go say hello. The wedding is coming up and you’ll need to make nice with the sorority sisters.”

Reluctantly, William excused himself before he made his way over to the woman. You watched him retreat because it felt safer than staring at the man in front of you.

“I’m going to be honest,” he said lowly, “but getting involved with your company makes me a little apprehensive. If you can’t be trusted to keep your word on some things, why should I believe you now?”

Payback for your earlier jab. You turned and met his eyes, forcing yourself not to get lost in the darkness.

“I didn’t go with you because I found out you are a Delos. I’m not interested in mixing business with pleasure,” you said simply with a shrug, picking up your water to sip at it before you continued. “I’m completely dedicated to my company. I wouldn’t do anything to put it in jeopardy.”

He cocked his head as he stared at you, obviously weighing your words. Finally he reached out for a drink that you hadn’t even noticed be delivered to the table.

“What’s this product that you want us to invest in?”

You pulled your clutch up and removed a thin USB thumbdrive. You let it rest in your palm for a moment before you looked back at Logan.

“It’s called project Orpheus. It’s an interface system, direct and three dimensional. This,” you said as you held up the thumbdrive, “is the censored version of our research thus far. It’s all copyrighted, so I can allow you to see it, but only if you’re serious about investing. I’m not out here to play games.”

Logan, who had teetered between intrigue and disinterest in you since he had arrived, finally showed a new emotion: respect. He glanced over to where poor William seemed to be getting an earful from a woman with too much enthusiasm. Then he looked back at you. 

Had you thought the feeling you’d felt with those black eyes on you had been a fluke? Brought on by alcohol and being in a new place and the lack of any connection as the attractive man seduced you with a few looks and a few honeyed words? You felt like you were being lit on fire from the inside as he stared at you right now.

“I’ll make my recommendation to my father based on what your Orpheus shows us,” he said as he held his hand out. “The potential in investing with Y/L/N will outweigh any scuff ups from us being rivals.”

That’s what you were counting on. You dropped the thumbdrive in his palm but you weren’t quick enough to pull your hand away before his brushed yours.

One touch and you were ready to throw the whole plan to hell.

“You boys can stay and enjoy lunch on my company,” you said as you stood up, grabbing your clutch once more. “My number is on the drive so have one of your people give us a call if you decide to go through with it. The thumbdrive is set to wipe itself in twelve hours and will corrupt if copied, so try not to screw me over.”

He smirked as he leaned back in his seat, his drink hanging from his fingers.

“I think I’ve learned my lesson from trying to screw you,” he said with a raised eyebrow.

Yup, you weren’t going to address that. Instead you turned and left the restaurant, not even waiting to say goodbye to William.

Hopefully your little gambit worked. Otherwise your racing heart was for nothing.

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“I’ve got those schematics you were looking for this morning,” Marco said as he came into your office, putting them down on the table. “Why were you looking at Orpheus? That project has been ready for launch for months.”

“I pitched an investment to Delos Inc,” you admitted, not willing to lie just then.

Marco looked absolutely stunned.

“To Delos? But they are your rivals. Your father–”

“Trusts me to do what I have to.”

He gave you a nod before he settled down in the chair across from you. He still looked a little apprehensive, but you saw something else there. He didn’t wait long before mentioning it.

“Why would you pitch Orpheus for investment? It’s fully funded and, like I said, ready for launch already.”

You tapped a finger against the schematics he had brought you.

“Because Janus isn’t ready. We can’t launch Janus without something under our belt already, even if it was one hundred percent ready. Orpheus is small enough that we can launch it with Delos as an investor and then anything that follows has the immediate step up.”

The realization came over his face and he grinned at you.

“And we can transfer our funds from Orpheus to Janus since it’ll be made up by Delos. And once Janus is ready, we can piggyback off the success from Orpheus.”

You smirked and leaned forward a bit.

“I pitched twenty five but honestly? If they give us ten percent, we’ll be over budget for Janus and Orpheus. All I have to do is make Orpheus last long enough to get Janus out of beta testing and we’ll be golden.”

You’d thought this through quite a lot. You still couldn’t believe how close you were to having it come true. Marco was staring at you with such admiration that you felt a little uncomfortable, but you allowed yourself a moment to bask anyways.

This was why your dad put you in this position. You’d do anything you had to to make Y/L/N successful. And if it gave you one up on Delos Inc, where was the harm in that?

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Surviving the Coronapocalypse: A Masterpost

Living in the current coronavirus capital of the U.S., I’ve been thinking a lot about how woefully unprepared my city was, and how I can help other people who will likely be in the situation we’ve been in within the next few weeks or months. There have been a LOT of posts - from memes to crap advice to solid advice to a misspelled hashtag that somehow blew up without anyone noticing. It’s been all over the place and kind of overwhelming, honestly. So instead of reblogging a million individual posts, I wanted to consolidate some of the most useful information/resources I’ve come across into one handy, update-able reference post. And because this a pop culture blog, there’s gonna be plenty of that sprinkled in. This isn’t going to be an exhaustive list, by any means - that would be impossible, considering how many angles there are to this thing and how quickly it’s evolving. But feel free to use this as a starter, and add to it as you come across other resources worth sharing.

First, protect your health:

1. I can’t believe in the year 2020, 150 years after germs were discovered, that we have to even say this, but: Wash your hands, people. This seems obvious, and we hear it constantly, and yet I keep seeing people use hand sanitizer like it’s the same as hand-washing. Not-so-fun fact: IT ISN’T. Not even close (so double fuck this guy!). First of all, it’s only effective against some types of germs. Secondly, it does NOT kill or remove those germs, it just temporarily neutralizes them, allowing them to resurface later. Hand sanitizer should only be used when hand-washing is not an option. It’s better than nothing, but is not a long-term habit that will save you. If you are going to use hand sanitizer, it needs to contain at least 60% alcohol to be effective. Alcohol, however, dries the fuck out of your hands, and germs love dry skin because they can hide in the cracks. So it’s important to moisturize afterward. But I’ll say it louder for the people in the back (esp. men who still haven’t figured out how bathroom hygiene works and then wonder why they’re dying at much higher rates from this): JUST 👏 WASH 👏 YOUR 👏 DAMN 👏 HANDS! 👏 Scrub for 20-30 seconds, like Kristen Bell told you. There are a million memes for this. Find one that speaks to you, or make your own, and use it.

2. “Social distancing” - By now we’ve all heard of this, and it’s a good thing for everyone to start doing right about now, regardless of whether or not you are feeling symptoms, because as Idris Elba just reminded us (bless), many people do not show symptoms, for weeks or even ever. So: try to stay six feet away from other people as much as possible. If you can’t avoid getting close to people, just make it quick. The latest info is that it’s not airborne (thank god), but transmitted via droplets (i.e. from coughing), so it really doesn’t matter whether you’re inside or outdoors.

3. And now a word from my infectious disease specialist mom who is working on the front-lines of this: 📣  If you have symptoms (fever, cough, shortness of breath), stay home and take care of yourself like you would if you had the flu. Do not go out in public unless you absolutely have to, (i.e. you are literally dying and require medical attention) and if you do, WEAR A SURGICAL MASK. IF YOU ARE NOT EXPERIENCING SYMPTOMS, YOU DO NOT NEED TO WEAR A MASK – THEY SHOULD ONLY BE WORN BY PEOPLE WHO ARE SICK/COUGHING (to stop those droplets), AND BY HEALTH CARE WORKERS. DO NOT HOARD MASKS FOR PERSONAL USE - THEY ARE ESSENTIALLY USELESS TO YOU AND IT DIVERTS THEM FROM THE DOCTORS AND NURSES WHO ACTUALLY NEED THEM. 📣 Thank you.

4. If you can stay home, stay home. Simple as that. Sure, flights are cheap and we all love a deal but at what cost, Becky?? Just because you can fly (you’re young! you’re healthy! you’re feeling lucky! you *hair flip* just don’t give a fuck!), doesn’t mean you can’t show some goddamn personal restraint and concern for your fellow (elderly, at-risk) human beings. If you won’t listen to me, listen to Wonder Woman. Participate in the #stayhomechallenge and #dontbeaspreader.

5. Inform yourself. The news is doing a really good job of sowing general panic and not much else. And obviously, the situation is literally changing everyday, but here are the basics you should know, via handy infographics. To keep up with the latest, I recommend this interactive map and Science Vs., an investigative science podcast that is currently doing a series of episodes on the ever-changing COVID-19 situation. It does a really good job of painting a picture of how this virus actually spreads, who is at risk, and what a pandemic would actually look like. The “Pandemic” episode of Explained on Netflix is also proving incredibly prescient right now.

Be a decent human being:

The truth is, if you know the facts, coronavirus isn’t actually that scary. What is scary is uninformed people acting impulsively and selfishly. Like, there is no logical reason for the run on toilet paper (coronavirus doesn’t even make you shit!). The reason there is no toilet paper in your grocery store is because a handful of excitable people panicked and bought up all the Charmin they saw. Then other people panicked when they saw the empty shelf and thought, “I guess I should be stockpiling tp too ??” So they did. Then other people came to the grocery store, saw the empty shelves, and posted pictures of those empty shelves on social media. And now everyone in the entire world is freaking out about toilet paper, for no goddamn reason. This scarcity (of tp, of Purell, etc), is a human-created problem, not an outbreak-created problem. Whereas, if everyone had remained calm and bought only what they needed, we could have avoided this entire headache. But people are gonna people, I guess. (If you’re still freaking out about toilet paper though, you should really just invest in a bidet, which is far more sanitary and better for the environment anyway.)

All this is to say: Think before you act. Stop tweeting pictures of empty shelves - you’re only fueling the fire. And don’t use the climate of fear and uncertainty as an excuse to act like a shitty person. When things return to normal, your actions right now will be remembered by those around you. So:

1. Take a look at this graph. If you’re healthy and young (under 60), don’t be a dick. Before you snatch every last roll of toilet paper or bottle of cold remedy off the shelf, considering leaving some for the grandmother behind you who’s probably terrified and has only just now risked leaving her house for this one grocery run, only to find the shelves bare.

2. Moreover, instead of getting swept up into the panic-buying and selfish hoarding, consider buying/delivering groceries for the elderly and at-risk, who are unable to leave their homes. Find out what volunteer opportunities have sprung up in your community to specifically address outbreak-related needs.

3. Donate to food banks - People who have been furloughed from their jobs will have an even harder time putting food on the table, and kids that depend on free school meals will still need to eat if their school is closed.

4. Support local businesses. Big businesses will weather this just fine, but your mom-and-pop store down the street? Your local grocer? They’re hurting already and might not be able to survive weeks or months of low sales or even closing down for a period of time. So...

Buy from local stores rather than big chains as much as possible.

If you are eating/ordering out, choose local, and especially Asian restaurants, who are really hurting right now, and because again: YOU CANNOT GET CORONAVIRUS FROM FOOD. YOU’RE JUST BEING RACIST.

If you don’t want to eat out at all right now (probably advisable), buy gift cards to local restaurants for yourself or others – This will support struggling business now when they need it, and then you can cash in on them when things calm down a bit.

Likewise, if you have tickets to a play, show, etc that gets cancelled, consider not asking for a refund and instead making that a donation to your local stage company, independent cinema, arts center, etc.

If you live in a city where a large event with many local vendors gets cancelled, find out if there is an alternative pop-up event to support those vendors, or buy from them on Etsy. Many artists and craftspeople depend on one huge, annual event like a fair or Con for their entire year’s earnings, so having that event postponed or cancelled is a huge financial blow to them. For example, when Emerald City Comic-Con got pushed til August, this lovely Twitter thread popped up to support the artists.

Maintain your sanity:

The other big thing we are starting to realize is that this social distancing is going to cause a loneliness epidemic in countries that are already some of the loneliest in the world. We don’t know how long these measures will be in place, so we need to prepare ourselves, mentally/emotionally:

1. Take a breath - Even worst-case scenario, this isn’t the end of the world. Try to keep perspective. Apps like Happify, Calm, or any of these can help keep obtrusive thoughts at bay, provide guided mindfulness meditations and breathing exercises, and help center you when you feel like the world is spinning out of control. This is likely going to be a marathon, not a sprint, so pace yourself and be proactive about your mental health.

2. Stay connected – We have more ways to keep in touch virtually now than ever before.

FaceTime, Marco Polo, Discord – Use technology to check in with your friends and family.

Podcasts are a great way to feel connected to others right now. Death, Sex, and Money just did a listener call-in episode, which was a good reminder that this outbreak is affecting people differently across city, state, country, race, class, gender, and ability. Another one of my faves that is going to be applicable to more people than ever in these coming months is The Hilarious World of Depression, in which comedians like Rachel Bloom, Solomon Georgio, and Margaret Cho talk about mental illness and comedy. In one especially relevant episode, Mara Wilson talks about how people with anxiety tend to handle crisis much better than neurotypicals (which explains how I’m so zen right now...)

3. Keep busy - Not being able to go out and socialize like we are used to is likely to make a lot of us stir-crazy. But there are a ton of things you can do and see from the comfort of your own home.

Go on a virtual museum tour, or see the Palace of Versailles.

Take a soothing, 8-hour virtual drive through Iceland.

Watch operas at The Met.

Explore NASA’s stunning media library.

Tackle your book list.

Start writing that novel (or finish that fic!)

File your taxes (Get that return!)

Do your spring cleaning.

Plant a victory garden to reduce the strain on producers and avoid crowded stores.

Binge the shows your friends keep telling you about (follow this blog and podcast for recs!)

If you have kids, here’s a list of all the free educational courses being offered right now.

Libraries may be closed, but you can still get free ebooks, music, movies and TV shows on the Hoopla app, and movies on Kanopy for free if you have a library card or are a student or teacher.

Some upcoming theatrical releases have been postponed (No Time to Die, indeed), but others, like Emma and The Invisible Man, will hit streaming platforms immediately, so you can still get your new movie fix.

So many things to do! Try not to see it as being confined, but rather as an opportunity to do all the things you’ve been putting off. If getting shit done makes you feel good, do it! But hey - remember that you really don’t have to be productive right now just because capitalism tells you to. This is also a great time to be still and relish doing absolutely nothing.

4. Perspective - Remember that this is not the only thing happening in the world right now (psst, the U.S. government is using this distraction to fuck with our privacy, AGAIN.) Also, this is not the first pandemic humanity has endured and it will be nowhere near the worst, so soothe yourself by reading about past pandemics and how we got through them.

Alright. Back to covering pop culture for me (we’re gonna need escapism now more than ever). I’m not gonna even try to update this regularly, that’s just too daunting. But I encourage you to add to this and share as needed in the coming weeks/months.

Stay safe out there, and

♡ what svt would love for you to get them as a gift ♡

author’s note;  They would all want lingerie for you, as their b-day gift. lmao i’ve been gone for a like 2 months I’m sorry :( hope you guys like this! Also let me know if I should start writing smuttier pieces! 

Seungcheol; His heart would MELT if you got him something you two could do together, like tickets to a concert or to an amusement park. do it Also would die if on top of something like tickets or a couples massage, you got him something that would be a gift for both of you, like lingerie. He would absolutely devour you later, so loving but still rough. He would be so gratefull you got him anything. my fucking baby  

Jeonghan; He would be kind of cold when he opened your gift, which would leave you confused and a little hurt, but that’s just him, he would be embarrassed that you got him anything at all. And you would probably be having his birthday party at home with the boys and lots of take away food, so you couldn’t ask him if he didn’t like it or what was up. He would probably react like “wah cool thank you baby” and you were like... bruh I spent forever picking that out? Later when he climbed into bed next to you, you asked him if he didn’t like his gift. His smile would fall and he would explain quickly that he loved it, but was distracted with all the boys and gifts. He would make it up to you the next day, using the item as soon as he could. He would feel horrible you felt that way, and decided to use the item every day.  

Joshua; imma cry. Sweetie Josh would literally love anything you got him. Now get him something adorable like matching couples hoodies or necklaces and he would cry, he was so so happy. Josh would insist you both wore them immediately, no buts. He would wear the hoodie at home every night, and would pout when you didn’t wear it. When he was away he’d send you snaps of him wearing it and saying that it smells like you. If you got him the necklace he would literally never ever ever take it off, even if his stylists wanted him to wear something else. It was a constant reminder of you, which he loved. 

Jun; Get him something fun, like bungee jumping or paragliding tickets. He would want to do something fun together, not just staying at home with you, or something materialistic, although if you got him something like that, he’d like it too. It’s just that the look on your face when you both jumped, was indescribable. He would laugh so much, not only from the adrenaline, but also you. You were absolutely scared shitless and your lovely boyfriend found that hilarious. After laughing with tears in his eyes though, he would come and comfort you. Even though it kind of sucks for you, it was worth it just to see him smile and laugh, all relaxed after so many stressfull weeks of promotions. 

Soonyoung; Hamster smile on. Get him one of those virtual world head sets. Both him and boys would start shouting as he opened the package. You couldn’t tear them from it for hours. You give up at some point and go clean up the kitchen. He would notice you were gone and come find you. As he saw you, alone, cleaning up after the boys, his heart would get heavy with guilt. He would nuzzle his nose into your neck and hold you sweetly. “I’m sorry I got carried away love”. He would say quietly. You could still hear the other boys shouting in the living room over the game. You turned around, and snuggled closer into his chest. “It’s okay, I’m glad you liked it baby”. At that moment you could hear Seungkwan shouting something that sounded like you’re shit at it chan, give it to me. Both of you burst out laughing and Soonyoung kissed your cheek sweetly. “I think it’s obvious we all like it.” 

Wonwoo; Would be so freaking proud if you got him a giftcard for the cat cafe he likes the best, and a donation to a cat shelter in your names. He would go showing them off to the boys, before coming back to you and planting a sweet peck on your lips. “You’ll come with me to the cafe right jagi?” He’d ask. You’d giggle. “If you want me to” You would tease with a glint in your eyes. “Wouldn’t want anyone else.” He would answer and scoop you up in his arms spinning you around, and you would scream and laugh. 

Jihoon; He would like a Moleskin notebook to scribble song lyrics and ideas in, plus a pair of good headphones for his studio. You would slip a card into the bag you put the gifts in, and wrote to my genius producer (and perfect boyfriend) in it. He would be over the moon. He would climb on top of you (if you were alone), and kiss your face all over. “Thank you thank you thank you” He would repeat in a cute voice, knowing you loved it. Whoever said this boy didn’t have aegyo... or maybe he did, but only for you.  

Dokyeom; Would cry. No doubt. There’s nothing you could do, he would 100% cry. It barely mattered what you got him, because his baby got him something and you make him so happy you didn’t have to get him anything. The boys would laugh their asses off, and shout at him for being a baby, just thank her and that’s it. He would laugh and let you dry his cheeks, then bury his head into your shoulder, not even caring if the boys saw. Pet his hair and he’d feel comforted. “I told you not to get me anything pabo-ya” He would wobble out. “And I told you I would anyway. It’s not even a big deal, it’s just a watch.” 

Mingyu; He would undoubtably already smell fantastic, but get him a Sandalwood cologne anyway. It’s secretly a gift for both you and him. Bonus points if it smells so good you can’t keep your hands off him and climb on him as soon as you get home. This would be his favourite gift, because it would get you to cuddle (and other stuff) him more, without him having to ask. He would melt when you got up on your tippiest toes to bury your nose under his ear, just to smell him. “If I knew that all it took for you to be glued to be, was a good cologne, I would have bought it myself sooner.” 

Minghao; Buy him a vintage camera. He would be so freaking happy, it would be stupid. He loves his cameras and photography, so when you got him a really cool leather camera, he would take pictures of everything, including you, doing anything from mundane everyday tasks, to you in the shower, insisting that you just look so beautiful. He would ask for one of the boys to take a picture of you two as soon as he opened the package. Planting a big kiss right on your cheek, the photo would capture you laughing and Hao pulling you onto his lap, lips still on your cheek. The photo would find it’s way onto either your nightstand or fridge. It would make both of you smile every time you saw it. Also when you were under him, trying to recover from the mind blowing birthday sex you just had, he would get his brand new camera and take a few pictures of you. “Stop looking so sexy, you’re gonna break both the camera and me.”

Seungkwan;  Boy’s been whining about wanting a nice belt, since all the nice belts and bags he gets to wear, are actually the stylists, and the other boys also wear them. So get him a nice Louis Vuitton belt, versatile for both suits and casual wear, and he would pretty much wear it to bed too. You know that suit pyjama that Barney from How I Met Your Mother has? Yeah that’s Seungkwan with his new belt, that his girlfriend got him. Had you heard yet? Seungkwan’s girlfriend got him this super cool belt. The guys and staff would get pretty annoyed pretty fast.  

Vernon; He’s more of a subtle guy with showing off your relationship, so if you got him matching couple rings, a really simple design, he’d be more than happy. He would send you a heart with the hand the ring was on, from every landmark on their travels. Would also kind of find it hot to finger you with the finger the ring was on. You could also get him an Adidas tracksuit (special points if it’s a cool print of limited edition) and he would probably marry you straight away.  

Chan; You’re both still kids at heart, so get him something like a giftcard for snowboarding somewhere in the north of Korea and a nice winter jacket and goggles. You could take a trip up north together, either a day trip or a long weekend, and he would fall even more in love with you, as you were playing together in the snow. He would look at you with absolute heart eyes, as you had snowflakes stuck to your lashes, lips tinted pink from the cold. He would appreciate the mini holiday so much, often taking stress from work back home. This way he could truly relax and have fun with you. 

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Can you please do some Oumaede headcanons? Like this could be virtual reality simulator au post killing game where Kaede decides to spend time with the boy and build a connection to him. As no one else will.

I’ll be honest, I really struggled with the VR Headcanons so this is mainly general Headcanons. I sprinkled some about Virtual Reality in there as well, though. I hope you like it! SPOILERS. I was also confused about the Post-Killing Game time period since y’know, they both died. I’m sorry for inconvenience.

Oumaede Headcanons! (With Some Virtual Reality)

Their relationship was very unlikely. When they firststarted dating, everyone seemed to think it was another one of Ouma’s pranks that she just went along with. 

It upset Kaede because she wanted people to take their relationship seriously.

He was the one to make the first move, even though the attraction was prettymutual. Kaede wasn’t so sure at first though because she didn’t know whether ornot the teasing was just that or something more.

Ouma is really overprotective of her. He bonds with her friends like Shuichiand Rantaro but he’s secretly a bit jealous and insecure that she’ll fall inlove with one of them. She’s good at pep-talking and making him feel betterabout himself, though.

Every time he sees one of them helping her with something, or another guy in general, he’ll try to one-up them and get a bit too cocky. It’s blatantly obvious when Ouma gets jealous.

She’s not as open to the whole ‘ruling the world as a supreme leader’ thing butdoes her best to support him. He tells her that one day, she’ll be his Queen. Kaede isn’t as keen on that though and the idea isn’t nearly as tempting. 

But all of his anniversary and birthday cards have something along the lines of ‘For my Queen’ or ‘Partner in Crime.’ He also makes the comment that he treats her like royalty as well.

Ouma loves when she plays piano for him. Every time she sits down to playsomething, he gets giddy like an excited little child and has to sit on thebench beside her as she plays.

He’ll watch her hands gracefully glide over the keys, fondly adoring his girlfriend. 

She’s obviously the more parental role in the relationship while he’s thecomedic relief and she has the tendency to boss him around since he justdoesn’t like to listen. 

But he knows when to take things seriously. Mainly, their relationship is Kaede taking care of Ouma but he’s a very caring figure as well… when he has to be.

Kaede likes giving him really sentimental gifts while most of Ouma’s are morechildlike and jokes, but he usually follows-up the less serious gifts withsomething really nice. He likes to trick Kaede into thinking he forgot to get her a gift when in reality… it’s just a prank.

They love cooking together, even though he isn’t the best cook. They muchprefer baking since that’s more of a hobby. Kaede doesn’t fully trust him tomake dinner yet.

Ouma really wants a pet of some kind but Kaede is convinced that he won’t be able to take care of it properly. He’s constantly bugging her about it though. 

He’ll pull pranks on her, obviously. It’s how he shows his affection; but Oumagets really shy when Kaede initiates the affection instead.

Kaede doesn’t mind the height difference one bit. Ouma gets really insecure about the small stuff, like holding an umbrella for her or holding her hand. 

He loves hugging her since his head is leveled perfectly with her… chest area. We all know why.

And Ouma loves to nap with her. He much prefers coming to her house and burdening her by sleeping in her bed when inconvenient. He just likes teasing Kaede. But he refuses to be the small spoon.

She’s the kind of girlfriend to send him cute animal videos all day, whilst he’s sending her memes.

And their relationship is full of cute nicknames. A lot of the time, Ouma just adds “-Chan” as a suffix but he likes soft nicknames as well, like Blondie, and Princess. Kaede is a bit more traditional, Babe and Love are her default nicknames.

Virtual Reality

Kaede was really hesitant about virtual reality.It took a lot of talking her into it.

But she still went through with it since she was interested in how the wholeconcept works.

Miu talked her into it, and Kaede felt really bad saying no to her since shewanted to help out her friend with the new invention.

She was pretty isolated at first but gets the hang of virtual reality prettyquickly. She felt bad for Ouma since no one else seemed to want to really builda connection with him.

Kaede and Ouma spark a virtual friendship, much different than their real lifeone. In here, he can’t prank her as relentlessly – that’s one positive. But shesees a softer side to the boy in here.

He complains about no one else wanting to spend time with him. She just gigglesand says “Well…”

Ouma gets defensive whenever Kaede ever makes remarks about how he’s so muchdifferent and kinder in the fake world.

They go on long adventures, fearlessly. There’s a constant power-struggle over who gets to lead the way since they are both leader-types. 

Ouma will make jokes about slaying monsters for her but in reality, Kaede does most of the work.

The two become inseparable in this world. It sparks a wonderful friendship and future relationship in real life as well. Virtual reality becomes their bonding time. 

Kaede really warms up to Ouma and thinks he gets a worse reputation than what he deserves. 

They get along well since in this world, they’re both misfits. But they can be themselves in this world and not hold anything back. In here, they are able to see one another’s true personalities.