opulent life

anonymous asked:

Yo, do you think there was anything significant behind the beach posts?? (Phil's tweet and Dan's aesthetic) It's fine if you don't think so, I'm just curious

i’m mostly just yelling (silently. bc i’m at work) that dan went and posted an insta using the exact same phrasing as phils tweet as if to eliminate literally all doubt in anyone’s mind that they’re walking by the sea together. seems these birthday celebrations are also being used as a means of telling us in a more pointed way than usual that they’re sharing these experiences together. and they’re not trying to hide it any way. or dilute it. or make it sound like anything less than it is. once again, major progression. i’m emotional.

Firewall Down (AI/Robot! Jungkook x Reader)

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Important Author’s Note:  Hello everyone! I am back again after a brief hiatus or whatever you would like to call it. This new story is quite special to me as it is my first request that I have decided to try to turn into a story, hopefully, quite a few chapters long. Thanks to @line-fangirl for the request and I hope you thoroughly enjoy this work. Please don’t hate me for the crappy summary that is to follow or any crappy writing mistakes as this work has not undergone any form of editing. 

Pairing: Reader x Jungkook

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut (eventual)

Rating: PG - PG13 (for this chapter)

Characters: Reader, Jungkook, BTS (Eventual)

Word Count: 4,146

Summary: (Y/N) lives in a world consumed by hate, famine, and fear. A nuclear stricken world characterizes the loss of all chances of hope, love, and trust. Living in a world so far from the world that we know today, (Y/N) and her dad try to prolong their own survival, nevermind their existence in a group. (Y/N)’s intention to secure only her own survival in a world so hell-bent to erase it is slowly altered by a most unusual source. Though AIs were created with solely the intent of destruction and control, (Y/N) finds herself taking a deadly interest into an AI by the name of Jungkook assigned to her survival group. His continual expresssion of his lack of emotion only encourages (Y/N) to find out more about him. And suddenly, the unfeeling Jungkook is made to feel things he never considered and unintentionally change the course of (Y/N)’s life for forever. 

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a bible of mermaid pictures


Pairing: Jungkook x reader x Namjoon

Genre: merman!au, angst, one shot (possibly)

Word count: 6.3k

Contains: violence, death

Summary: The world above is truly more beautiful from below.

Listen: a bible of mermaid pictures (acoustic)

A/N: inspired by song of the sea by @taeverie (it’s gone now rip) & cold waters by @lthyl 

Coming from a wealthy family definitely had its perks, however you saw few. Your family’s influence saw you in a different country practically every week, more often than not a different city every day. Your life revolved around closing deals with your mother, an influential force in the corporate world, and practicing your swing on the greens of country clubs with your sports champion father. With no siblings to alleviate the stresses of your opulent life, the gargantuan weight of your parents’ legacies burdened your shoulders, however you managed to juggle both empires your family possessed. Barely.

That was why being of your name and status heralded few perks from your perspective. Although you had both everything and everyone at your beck and call, you had both everything and everyone ready to eat you alive. Friends were dangerous, and in this ruthless world they were a liability. Another disadvantage to having it all.

When your parents announced a family getaway weekend you assumed it was for the purpose of closing a deal. It was common for your family to host retreats or galas in order to finalise agreements with other syndicates, so this trip was not news to you. What was news, however, was what your best friend Jimin speculated to be the cause for the voyage.

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What do your Witchsonas do for a living? Are they living the opulent life like Bayo and Jeanne (even though they are a nun and a teacher lmao but you know) or rather a humble life? (why would they though??)

Like I’m wondering if a Witch were to steal for a living, would they make these elaborate heists in order to rob something big scale or just barge into a bank, blow shit up and retrieve the money?

Santorini Greece - LadyLuxury7

A Tale of Two Tarkirs

In the midst of Fate Reforged previews, we’re learning about the old Tarkir, a time when Dragons ruled and Ainok drooled (OK, the Ainok probably still drool.) The Tarkir Sarkhan Vol grew up in is very different from the Tarkir he now roams. Many facets showcase the differences between Tarkir’s present and past, but one of my favorite ways is via the basic land art. Usually I wouldn’t take time to talk about basic lands during a preview week, but this is pretty cool. Each basic land in Fate Reforged is a fast version of a basic land from Khans of Tarkir. Whoa. Exact same location, ~1000 years apart. Today I’m going to be looking at each pair of lands, by clan, and talk about how time has changed Tarkir.

The Best Defense is a Good Defense

The Abzan Houses are tough. They revere the endurance of the Dragons of old, knowing that they will always win if they are the last ones standing. Their mighty fortresses rise out of the shifting desert sands, monuments of inevitability.

In Fate Reforged, the Abzan are represented on a Plains and a Swamp. As you can see below, the Khans of Tarkir land is on the left and the Fate Reforged one is on the right. I’ll start by looking at the Plains.

Plains by Sam Burley

In the present, we have an aforementioned mighty fortress. Thick walls and towers line the city, protecting the Abzan within. But this wasn’t always so. In Tarkir’s past, we see the same city, but without as many defenses. Well, defensive structures. Instead, the few towers are all mounted with gigantic bows. You know, the kind of weapon suited for fighting Dragons. As a testament to the endurance of the Abzan, their city walls have stood strong for a millennium.

Swamps by Sam Burley

The Abzan Swamps tell a similar story. In the past, the city isn’t even built yet. The Abzan are only just walling in the putrid pools and inhabiting the less-desirable areas of the desert. But the Abzan are tough. They can live in fetid bogs. Better to fight off Leeches than Dragons!

Put together, Fate Reforged’s basic lands give us an idea of just how stalwart the Abzan are. Centuries later and their citadels remain, paragons of endurance.

Misty Mountains (Not the Middle Earth Ones)

The Jeskai Way is an order of Monks seeking enlightenment. Their quest is reflective of the cunning Dragons they fought in days of old. After centuries of meditation, their monasteries balance at the peaks of towering spires and crashing waterfalls.

Islands by Florian de Gesincourt

Fate Reforged shows the Jeskai settlements on Islands and Mountains. Above are the Islands, showing present-day Tarkir on the left and past Tarkir on the right. At the core, the Jeskai are scholars. You can’t get to their schools without some thought and effort. But it wasn’t always that way. In the past, we see the monasteries in the middle of the white spires. As time has worn on and the Jeskai began fighting ground-based enemies instead of beasts of the air, their settlements have crept up the vertical slopes. It’s also a neat reflection of enlightenment, as the Jeskai of today are smarter and more cunning of the Jeskai of the past. Basically, their minds are more elite, on a higher level of intelligence.

Mountains by Florian de Gesincourt

The Jeskai Mountains tell a similar story. Settlements that covered a valley are now only a few, elite temples on the tippy-tops of ancient spires. But these Mountains also tell a different story, that of Tarkir’s decay. Sarkhan Vol believes present-day Tarkir is a mess. A plane blighted by the sickness of war. It’s in a state of prolonged decay, an empty shell of what it once was. Sarkhan’s interpretation of Tarkir is here. What was once a vast settlement is now but a few lonely structures.

The Jeskai story is one of increasing discipline, intelligence, and elusiveness. They have learned from the Dragons that being hard to get to is an important trait of survival.

A State of Decay

The Sultai Brood are ruthless. They slaughter, trick, and torture whomever they need to in order to maintain an opulent life of gold, gems, and pushing slaves into crocodile pits. Death is their currency, which is an economic system they learned from the acid-mawed Dragons that razed their lands.

Swamps by Adam Paquette

In Tarkir’s present, Sidisi rules from within the opulent ruins of the palaces of old. If a crumbling temple sinks into the swamps, just get your sibsig slaves to build a new one! That’s the mentality of the Sultai, always moving onto the next, shinier thing. This lifestyle takes its toll, however, as wealth is not infinite. Just look how fancy the palaces were in the past. Now, the destruction wrought by the clan wars has left the Sultai empire a shadow of what it once was.

Forests by Adam Paquette

A similar theme is present in the Sultai Forests. In the past, their palaces stood out, rigid structures in a sagging jungle. But the riches of the Sultai are drying up. Their reservoirs of gold are shrinking. Sidisi lacks the staggering wealth of her ancestors. Even the might of the old Sultai crumbles along with Tarkir.

Sarkhan believes the people of Tarkir were better when the Dragons were around. The state of the Sultai estates reflects this. For better or for worse, the Sultai just don’t have the power they used to have.


The Mardu Horde scrapes by, sustaining on stolen goods and pilfered meals. They ride about the barren wastes and empty mountainsides, always on the move. Every day is a challenge to claim enough resources to survive.

Mountains by Noah Bradley

Times weren’t always so tough for the Mardu. They were always a nomadic people, but they used to have massive tent-villages that moved with them. They would settle here and there, only migrating when it was necessary. Kolahgan and her lightning brood, however, were the main source of necessary migration. Staying on the move meant better avoiding the swift strikes. The Mardu eventually forgot what peace looked like, and now scrape by in little pockets of war. What were once vast camps on the slopes have been reduced to temporary hovels.

Plains by Noah Bradley

If you want to do stuff, there’s nothing worse than being bored. That’s pretty similar to how the Mardu feel in Tarkir’s present. Sure, the past has all this smoke and fire and stuff, but that meant something to the Mardu! In Sarkhan’s view, it made them better people. That hardship gave Tarkir a dynamic, thriving ecosystem. Now, as the present day Mardu Plains shows, there are just rocks in empty fields.

The Mardu were mighty warriors, thriving in the highlands of Tarkir. Without Dragons to fight, they have degenerated into scavengers and petty thieves. Sarkhan knows his clan can be better than this.

The Call of the Wild

The Temur Frontier is a dangerous land filled with savage beasts, rumbling avalanches, and frozen precipices. It’s a dangerous place, and only the hardiest Temur can survive. They are constantly adapting to shifting seasons, crumbling landscapes, and a world in a state of flux.

Forests by Titus Lunter

Really, the Temur are probably the best prepared clan to survive a Dragonless and Dragonful Tarkir. They are the clan of adaptability. Temur Shamans constantly commune with the past, present, and future; time is just another natural process that the Temur change with. Fate Reforged’s Temur lands (the Forests above and Islands below) are the most dynamic in the cycle. The same location exists in two different states, with new trees replacing the old ones long gone. In Tarkir’s dying timeline, the Temur adapt and survive better than most.

Islands by Titus Lunter

In the winter, magnificent ice pillars stab at Tarkir’s landscape. Spring brings a melt, only to cycle back to the frozen wasteland again. The Temur know this better than anyone, and their tragedy is that they are forced to fight their fellow Tarkirans (Tarkirish? Tarkans?) instead of the mighty Dragons. So much savagery gone to waste.

The story of the Temur is the story of adaptability. While all the other clans struggle after the fall of the Dragons, the Temur have always had a rough life. For them, the wilderness is always a harsh teacher.

This is Basically the End

With the rumbling dragonstorms and warring clans, Tarkir was a plane inhabited by powerful men and women (and Dragons). After Nicol Bolas put Ugin where he lay, the clans fought the Dragons to extinction. Great leaders were replaced by petty facsimiles. Sarkhan Vol now holds the power, and desire, to reforge Tarkir’s fate (See what I did there?) Only time will tell how his actions will change the plane of Dragons.

Until next time, planeswalkers, don’t let Earth be the next Tarkir.