#ceo joy

[luxora]

Red Velvet -> {CEO AU} -> Co-parenting

Requested: No

Group: Red Velvet

Genre: Angst. Fluff.

Warnings: Mentions of infidelity. Mentions of joint and sole custody. Some swearing.

Irene

RING!

RING!

RING!

RING!

Joohyun couldn’t help but glare at the offending sound of her work phone on her desk, disturbing the peaceful bubble that she had created for herself as she worked through the new designs that had finally been submitted to her by the architects. She silently marked the the design she was currently reviewing before she leaning over and plucked the phone off its body, bringing it to her ear with an annoyed huff.

“Bae speaking.”

“Where the fuck were you?”

The sound of her spouse immediately shot ice through Joohyun’s body, shock quickly filling her as the sound of your voice tingled through all her sense, making her suddenly sit upright in her desk chair despite already having a perfect posture.

“Y-Y/N?”

“Who else?” You hissed from your side of the phone, a the sound of something dropping following your words, causing you to let out a curse before you huffed again. “Where the fuck were you?”

“What do you-”

“Areum waited for you for three hours Joohyun! Why the hell didn’t you pick her up from school!”

Joohyun’s eyes widened at your words, her head snapping to the large clock she had in her office wall, the blood draining from her face as she realized the clock hands were three places ahead of the time she had intended to leave to pick up her daughter from school. She then looked back at her desk, finally realizing the large amount of paperwork that was covering her desk. She couldn’t even see the surface of her clear, glass desk, she couldn’t even see a glimpse of her dark mahogany flood through her desk.

“I...Y/N...” She had started, her mind flurried in multiple thoughts as she tried to think of a reasonable explanation for her to be forgetting your and her daughter at school, but then you interrupted her with a scoff.

“Let me guess, got caught up in work again? Did that work include a blonde with long legs and a tight pencil skirt?”

Joohyun immediately ducked her head, her own body almost shriveling up on its own from the implication of your words. She couldn’t help but bite down hard on her bottom lip, her mind flashing back to the time when she lost control over her life and then eventually did lose it when you had found out about the ‘work’ which was keeping her from coming home to you and Areum.

“...Nothing of the sort happened Y/N. I can promise you that.” She said, her hand tightening into a fist as she stared into her lap. She heard you scoff.

“Yeah right.”

“I fired her Y/N. Nauen is not-”

“I don’t want to hear that bitch’s name Joohyun. I don’t care if you are or not fucking her. I just want you to be fucking there for Areum.”

“I am there for her!” Joohyun suddenly exclaimed, defensiveness immediately filling her as she thought about her beautiful 9-year old daughter, her dark hair as soft and sleek as her own, while her eyes were large and bright like yours. She was the perfect combination of both of you, although Joohyun did like to think she looked a little bit more like her. Areum certainly was Joohyun’s baby twin when she was a newborn.

“And yet today I got a phone call in a middle of a meeting from our crying daughter, begging me to pick her up because Mommy had forgotten her again. Are you telling me that is you being there for her?”

“...”

Joohyun didn’t know what she could say to rectify the situation. She messed up again, and she had promised herself the last time she had forgotten about Lia that she would not do it again. She had promised you, telling you that it would the literal last time she would forget. And yet she just proved once again that her word hardly meant anything anymore. It most definitely did not mean anything to you anymore.

The face of her daughter filled her head, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, along with her puffy cheeks being painted with the salty drops as she called you, heartbreak obvious in her voice because Joohyun was unable to fulfill her maternal responsibility to be there to pick her up during a difficult time. Her actions had already caused so much hard to Lia, and she was only making it worse through small actions like this.

“I’m sorry Y/N.” She heard you scoff on the other side of the phone.

“Yeah, sure.”

“I am! I am sorry Y/N, I will make it up to her. And to you.”

“How? By making yet another empty promise? Forget it Joohyun, I am not going to keep breaking Areum’s heart like this anymore.”

The way that you had said that made Joohyun’s blood freeze in her veins. Joohyun subconsciously tightened her grip on her work phone as she swallowed the building bile in her mouth as a means to try steady herself from the oncoming scenarios that were filling her head in reaction to your phone.

“What do you mean by that?” She asked carefully, trying to not show the building nerves that were climbing up her throat. She heard you huff on the other side.

“I’m changing the agreement. I want sole custody.“

“No.” Joohyun immediately answered, her body unable to remain still at your words as she shot up from her seat and began to pace away from her desk, her nails digging into her palm as she tightened her fist. “You can’t do that. I won’t allow it.”

You scoffed again.

“You are not in the position to suddenly stop things from happening.”

“You can’t take Areum from me. I can make it up to her.”

“Until you do it again to her! Face it Joohyun, you can’t be there for Areum, I can!”

“I can be there for her! And for you!”

Desperation and outrage was clawing at Joohyun’s chest, making itself obvious in her voice as she slammed her hand against her her cabinet which happened to contain the alcoholic beverages she would at times share with business associates when they worked late on designs, or with you when the two of you were still...together.

“Stop living in a delusion Joohyun. You can’t and you won’t.”

“She’s my daughter!”

“Our daughter, but as of late she has just become mine.”

Joohyun gritted her teeth tightly, pressure building up behind her eyes while her bottom lip began to tremble. She could not stand this conversation any longer. Joohyun grabbed her bag without a second of hesitation and darted out her office, uncaring of the work she left on her desk. She just needed to get to you and Areum, she needed to get this sorted out.

“I’m coming over. I need to set this straight with you. And Areum.”

“Joohyun, don’t you even think about-”

“I am doing it Y/N! I won’t lose the two of you any more than I already have!”

Joohyun hung up the phone and hurried into the elevator, slamming her finger against the ground floor level repeatedly until the metal doors closed. She needed to get to you as soon as she could. She could not lose Areum or you any more than she already has. She has to make it up to the two of you, most particularly Areum.

Seulgi

... It was too awkward.

Seulgi and you had yet to share a single glance with one another as the two of you sat in the principle’s office, both of you with your legs and arms crossed as you waited patiently for the principle to return from his brief meeting outside with his secretary. Seulgi couldn’t help but tap her fingers against her arm, trying to keep her mind somewhat occupied in order to avoid starting a conversation with you which could lead to two different directions: tears or screams.

Even though she was given some kind of small warning that you were going to be in attendance of the private meeting too by her secretary, she still found herself vastly unprepared in seeing you face-to-face, especially since you still looked as beautiful as the day you had kicked her out your and her shared apartment. Even when furious, you were delightfully beautiful, but Seulgi could not stand the distance between the two of you. The two of you had been married for over ten years, and a little extra during your dating years, but now it was as if there was an invisible abyss between the two of you, pulling you further and further away from one another.

When the principle eventually returning to his office, Seulgi couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief because the silence in the room would finally be put to an end. Seulgi readjusted her sitting position to appear more straight and controlled, waiting expectantly for the principle to start speaking as he took a seat and looked at the both of you.

“Mrs and Mrs Kang, lovely to see the two of you albeit I wish it had been under different circumstances.”

You immediately stiffened at the principle’s addressing of you, immediately making Seulgi tense defensively at your reaction, especially since the two of you have hardly made your separation known to the public. The two of you were in a fickle position, having being partners in marriage and business and it was not exactly easy for the two of you to separate yourselves entirely from one another, especially since both your and Seulgi’s families business merged when the two of you had married. While it was previously believed that the two of you had married for the sake of the merge, it was quite the opposite as the two of you had genuinely fallen in love before the idea of marriage was brought to the table.

But then things quickly became mucked up between the two of you when the business got in the way of the marriage.

“So do we.” You had answered in return, answering for the both of them as Seulgi made no effort to acknowledge the principle. She instead offered him a nod, prompting him to clear his throat before he laced his fingers together and placed them on top of his desk.

“Right, so as you might have been informed by my secretary, there was a small...incident that involved your son and another student.”

“An incident?’ Seulgi asked, crossing her legs and fixing the principle with a fixed look. He nodded.

“Yes, it appears that your son and his classmate were caught in a verbal argument before its escalated into a physical fight.”

“A fight...with Jinyoung?”

You were shocked at the news, your voice making it very obvious. Seulgi glanced at you and noticed your jaw was slightly ajar, your posture much straighter than before. Seulgi couldn’t help but share in your shock. Jinyoung was such a quiet boy, it was very unlike him to become aggressive and get into a fight.

“Yes ma’am. As you know, our school has a zero-tolerance for violence. I am afraid that this incident risks for Jinyoung to possibly be suspended, or even expelled.”

Seulgi’s eyes widened at the principle’s words, uncrossing her legs adn leaning forward on the edge of her seat.

“Surely that is a bit severe for a small fight between two children.” Seulgi started, but the principle fixed her with a look.

“It was not small Mrs Kang. Your son and his classmate disrupted the class entirely, one of their female classmates were even hurt in the incident because of their physical exchange. I cannot treat this lightly.”

“I understand that, but you cannot treat it so severely that our eight year-old son always has a permanent record all because of something that was said between him and his classmate.” Seulgi retorted, her eyes narrowed as she continued to stare at the principle. “What was the argument about anyway?”

“...”

The principle did not have an answer for her, his face becoming blank and then slightly a bit sheepish, telling Seulgi immediately that he had not bothered to investigate the fight any further aside from the exchanging of blows and injuries caused by it. And it seemed that you noticed it the same time as Seulgi did, because you mirrored Seulgi’s stance, staring at the principle with a more intense look.

“Are you telling me that you did not bother to find the reason behind the fight? We know our son and we know that he would never do something like this unless he was provoked. You are threatening to suspend or expel our son without a probable cause? Should we call our lawyer and have then investigate this matter instead?”

Even though Seulgi believed that perhaps threatening the use of their family lawyer was rather bold, she did not undermine you as she let you do what you did best, play the bad-cop persona that you were born to play. Between the two of you, you were always the one who would never mince words. Your intentions come very clearly to others, and the principle could very much tell what you were insinuating.

“Mrs Kang, surely that would not be necessary-.”

“You are threatening the future of my son, I believe it is very necessary.”

“I...I will have their homeroom teacher followup on the reason behind the argument. Please...let’s not escalate it further than it needs to be.”

“We will give you until tomorrow to give us a solid answer, otherwise you will expect a call from our lawyer.”

You stood up from your seat with a harsh glare on the principle, Seulgi mirroring your actions and not sparing the principle a single glance before she marched towards the door and opened it, stepping aside to let you exit the office first before following after you. She slammed the door shut with enough force to emphasis her aggravated point, a smile crawling along her face as she turned to look at you.

“Nicely done.”

“I won’t let him bully us into letting Jinyoung get expelled. I won’t.” You hissed, turning around to look at her, your body slightly trembling due to your anger. Seulgi nodded at you.

“I know you won’t, you are a fierce lioness, you will go for the kill against anyone who messes with your cub.”

“Damn straight.” You answered, a resolute look in your eyes as you instantly agreed with her.

A few moments of silence passed between the two of you before you suddenly licked your lips and then sighed, tucking behind a loose strand of hair behind your ear before looking at Seulgi with a slightly tired look.

“We will need to talk to Jinyoung.”

“Yeah, we do.” Seulgi agreed, tucking her hands in her pockets and swaying on the spot for a few moments before looking at you from under her lashes. “Can I...should we meet at a cafe or something? I think I should be there when we talk.”

“...yeah, lets do that.” You agreed, giving a small nod at Seulgi’s suggestion, making the businesswoman relax.

Seulgi couldn’t even remember the last time the three of you were in the same room together. Despite the obvious distance between the two of you, you have both tried to shield Jinyoung from the impending disaster between you and her marriage, but deep down, Seulgi feels that Jinyoung knows a lot more than he should. Seulgi not being in the family home is proof enough for the young boy to realize there were issues between his two parents, and Seulgi has been hoping to put off the conversation for a while. 

“Alright, um...do you want to pick up Jinyoung and I find a suitable cafe for the three of us? I can send the location.”

“...Sure.”

“Alright...see you in a few then?” Seulgi asked carefully, which you responded with a nod. “Great.”

Wendy

Seungwan had not expected to receive a phone call from you so late in the night but she answered it nonetheless, having promised you that she will always answer a message or phone call from you no matter what, something which she had fulfilled before, during, and after the marriage. She was groggy with sleep but she was suddenly awake when she heard your sobs on the other side of the phone, her body shoot up from the mattress at you distress.

“Y/N? What’s wrong?”

“S-Seugwan...i-its Areum. S-She is in the hospital.”

Ice immediately filled Seungwan’s veins at those words, her whole body freezing on the spot as her heart literally dropped to her stomach. Seungwan was surprised that she managed to keep her voice steady as she spoke to you.

“Y/N, what happened? Why is Areum in the hospital?”

“I...she was...she woke up screaming and s-sad her stomach was hurting. I-I drove her to the hospital and...and they suspect it is her appendix.”

“Okay, are you still at the hospital?’ Seungwan asked, leaping out of her bed and rushing to her closet to get some decent clothes.

“Y-yes.”

“Alright. Stay there. I am heading over now.” She said, tugging on a pear of jeans and grabbing a hoody before hurrying out of her bedroom. “Just stay calm. I’m on my way.”

“O-Okay.”

Seungwan hung up the phone and quickly grabbed her car keys before rushing into her garage and leaping into her car. She probably broke about a dozen traffic laws driving to the hospital but Seungwan did not car as she parked and then hurried in the hospital, nearly biting the receptionists head off when she uttered your and Areum’s name before being directed to the waiting area for operations. Seungwan immediately caught sight of you as you were pacing along the floor, you being dressed in your pajama pants and a hoody, tears streaming down your cheeks.

“Seungwan...” you rasped when you eventually caught sight of her, a sob leaving your lips as you reached for her, collapsing into her arms when Seungwan eventually reached you.

Seungwan didn’t hesitate wrapping her arms around you as you began to sob in her chest, your body trembling as you tightly gripped at her hoody, grabbing handfuls of the material. Seungwan did not say anything, she simply held you as you let out all your stress and fear, the smell of your apple shampoo filling her sense, almost calming her down as she closed her eyes and reveled in it.

Even though the two of you had divorced two years ago, the two of you made an effort to still be there for Areum even though the two of you were neither married. The two of you had married young, far too young to understand the struggles that came with marriage and the effort it took to make it work. The two of you were best friends who had fallen in love and then decided to runaway from your small-town homes to make a life in the city. The two of you struggled a lot adjusting to the city life, the two of you getting into pretty intense fights, but the two of you tried to make it work, eventually establishing a business together that eventually progressed into something much bigger than the two of you ever anticipated.

The two of you loved each but sometimes love is not enough to maintain a marriage. Areum had been an attempt to bridge the distance between the two of you but it did not work. The fights got worse and eventually the fights were affecting Areum, which led to the two of you that the best course of action for the two of you and for Areum was to get divorced. Seungwan won’t lie and say it was an easy decision, she wanted to make it work, but she knew that it was the best thing that could be done for the family, even if it meant that she could not fall asleep in your arms.

Seungwan still loved you even now; therefore, she found no problem in you soaking her hoody in your tears because you obviously needed someone to be your pillar of support right now, especially since your and her daughter was in the middle of an operation to deal with a burst appendix.

“It will be okay Y/N. It will be okay.” She cooed, rubbing the back of your head while her other arm was wrapped around your waist. You sobbed further in her chest.

“I...It just came out of nowhere. S-Seung,,,she was in so much pain.”

“She’s a fighter Y/N, she will be fine. I know she will be.”

“S-She was screaming so much-”

“Shhh, shhh, don’t think about that now. Think about her getting better.”

Seungwan had no idea how long she stood in that waiting area with you in her arms but she did not care. You were stressed and scared enough as it is, she could sacrifice her comfort to give you the much needed comfort that she was capable of providing. Eventually she managed to convince you to take a seat in the area, holding your hand tightly in hers while the two of you waited for any further notice regarding Areum.

“S-Seung...” You whispered, your fingers gripping Seungwan’s hands tightly as you stared at her with tearful eyes. She turned to you. “I-I’m so scared.”

“Shh, Areum will be fine. She is our daughter, she will be fine.” Seungwan comforted, raising her other hand to stroke your cheek, eyes soft and supportive as she tried to ease your fear.

Your bottom lip trembled but your leaned into her touch, closing your eyes as you soaked in the warmth she provided you before looking away, fixing your eyes on the operation door, waiting for a doctor or a nurse to come out and call out for you and Seungwan. Seungwan squeezed your hand and waited beside you, similarly looking at the door and waiting for someone to call for the two of you, her own bundle of nerves building up within her as she waited for news on Areum.

While she wanted to cry and stress herself, she knew she couldn’t because that would send you into a further panic. She needed to be the strong one right now between the two of you, and she will happily be it because it was both what you and Areum needed.

When a doctor eventually came out of the operation door and called out Areum’s name, both you and Seungwan leapt to your feet and hurried to the doctor, hands interlock as the two of you took comfort from one another.

“Areum, how is she? Is our baby okay?” You demanded, eyes wide with tears still obvious with them. You looked about ready to interrogate the man, almost reaching out to grab him if it wasn’t for Seungwan tugging you back to give a respectable distance between themselves and the doctor. The doctor gave Seungwan a thankful look before looking at you, a small smile on his face.

“Everything will be alright with your daughter ma’am. It was close but we managed to remove the appendix successfully. She sustained no further injuries. She will make a full recovery.”

Relief immediately flooded Seungwan from the news, but it was more ovbious on your body as you literally deflated in front of both Seungwan and the doctor. You turned to Seungwan and all but wrapped her in a tight embrace, a relieved sob leaving your lips as you nuzzled your face in her shoulder.

‘She’s alright.” You rasped, a smile on your face which made Seungwan smile as she hugged you back just as tightly.

“Of course she is, she’s our daughter after all.” Seungwan’s smile widened at the sound of your chuckle before she turned to look at the doctor. “Can we go see her?”

“Of course, if the two of you would like to follow me.”

You pulled away from Sengwan and wiped at your eyes, obviously trying to erase your evidence of crying but without any success. But neither you or Seungwan cared as the two of you walked after the doctor, hands still entwined to go greet Areum.

Joy

The tension between the two of you could be cut with a knife, both of you standing off like two countries about to go off to war but the only thing that could be lost was the relationship between the two of you which was bad enough as it is. Sooyoung’s eyes flickered to your partner on your far side, them having being strategic enough to make sure they would not be within punch distance from Sooyoung.

But then again, Sooyoung had pretty long limbs. She will be able to reach if she really wanted to.

...

Better not.

“Y/N.” She said politely, not pointedly not addressing your partner’s name despite it being ingrained in her mind after she heard you screaming their name from your and her bedroom when she arrived home early from a business trip.

“Sooyoung.” You greeted back, glancing back at your partner before looking back at her. “You look well.”

“Thank you.”

“...”

“...”

Neither of you said anything else, simply locking eyes for a few long moments before Sooyoung took her seat beside you, internally hissing at the close contact she was being forced to endure for at least an hour at her children’s school play. You clearly your throat and shifted, accidentally bumping Sooyoung with your elbow before whipping back to look at her.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t mention it.”

“...”

“...”

“So um, Sooyoung, how is your-”

“I am already forced to endure your presence at my children’s concert, do not make it worse by actually speaking to me.” Sooyoung hissed at your partner, flashing them a glare so cold that she would not be surprised if icicles had been shot into your partners chest.

Your partner immediately shrunk back into their seat, looking away with a frightened whimper while you turned to glare at her, your hand entwined with your partner’s tightening protectively.

“There is no need for you to be so rude Sooyoung.”

“Oh, am I being rude? My apologies, I meant to be more restrained, but you know how one usually acts when there is an annoying mosquito around...you just have to squash them before they get arrogant.”

“Listen Sooyoung, I know that this isn’t ideal, but-”

“Yes I agree. This isn’t ideal. This is our son’s and daughter’s school play and you decided to bring your damn side piece, fully knowing that I was going to attend. I know that you struggle in the thinking department, but I would have liked to think you had at least a bit of common sense.”

Your gritted your teeth angrily at Sooyoung, not daring to argue back because you knew that she was hitting the nail right on the head. It was true, it was stupid of you to bring your partner to the school play while knowing Sooyoung was going to attend. Areum and Jinyoung had asked for both of you to attend, the twins wanting to have both parents in attendance and even though things have fallen apart between you and Sooyoung, both of you were making a decent effort to be there for your children. But your partner had started to become rather...needy in the sense that they wanted to be more involved with the twins.

So you had purchased them a ticket...to the consequence that you infuratied Sooyoung with their presence.

“...Can you at least be civil.” You asked, making Sooyoung scoff in response.

“As long as they don’t utter a single word, I will be the politest woman in the world.”

“Don’t ruin this for Areum and Jinyoung.”

“You have already ruined it by bringing them here. You just better not bring them to the play dinner, otherwise I really will make a fuss.”

“You wouldn’t do that to the twins.”

“And yet you just accused me of ruining things now for them. I am a woman who has nothing to lose Y/N, I am the more dangerous one between the two of us. be careful.”

Sooyoung’s warning may appear vague to others but it was obvious to you. Since you were the one who had the affair, you were not the one who had the power to make the major decisions. You were lucky enough that Sooyoung agreed to joint-custody between you and her. Even though she was furious by your infidelity, she was kind enough to grant you the same opportunity as her to spend time with the twins. But she could easily take it away if she wanted to, especially since she was always watching your partner with a critical eye when near the twins.

“...I’m sorry, just...just please let’s not make a scene.”

“I won’t as long as your stupid toy doesn’t utter a single sound.”

Sooyoung always pointedly would discuss things with you involving your partner right in front of them, uncaring if it was making them feel invisible or not. They had purposefully wrecked Soooyung’s marriage with you, encroaching on you despite your marriage status. But you were just as equal to blame as they were, you had allowed yourself to be seduced into another person’s arms when Sooyoung was out working to support the family.

You opened your mouth to say something but you stopped with the stage hall suddenly darkened, an indication that the play was about to start. Sooyoung noticed you glance at her one last time but she purposefully ignored , instead fixing her attention on the stage as she readied herself in slight anticipation to watch her son and daughter perform in the school play.

She noticed you turn to your partner from the corner of her eye but she ignored it. You were not the focus tonight, Areum and Jinyoung were, and so she was going to keep it that way. They had asked for the two of you to attend and be peaceful with one another, and she was going to carry out that wish, even if it meant she had to deal with the presence of the person who stole her wife.

Yeri

The words were so taunting to her as she stared at the document that you had slid to her on the kitchen counter, the glasses of wine that she had poured for the two of you remaining untouched as you watched Yerim read through the first page of the document you had drawn up with your lawyer. Yerim remained unmoving, inaudible, and completely withdrawn.

“...I refuse.”

Yerim looked up from the paper to look at you, her eyes resolute with determination while you simply sighed, shaking your head as you turn your back and took a few steps away from her, walking over to the kitchen sink to try gather your thoughts. Yerim stood up from the kitchen stool, her eyes locked on your back as she walked around the kitchen counter.

“We can make it work Y/N. We can go to a counselor, sort out our issues, we can-”

“Our issues are not something that some stranger can just fix Yerim.” You said, not bothering to look back at her but you words were as sharp as a knife.

Yerim continued to walk towards you but she stopped when you raised your hand to stop her, your fingers tense and straight as you held them in the air for a few moments before returning them back to your crossed arms. You were staring out the kitchen window at the clear night sky, the stars shining brightly in the galaxy above, being the only witnesses to the unfolding scene,

“Just sign the papers.”

“I am not signing away Jinyoung.” Yerim snapped, not taking another step forward but also not retreating.

 She was not just going to sign away her newborn son or wife. She has also been skilled at fixing problems and this should be no different. The two of you have gotten into fights before, but never to the extent that you were offering her divorce papers. The document’s existence had completely knocked her off her feet and she was trying to stand up again.

“You’re not signing him away. We can share custody.” You reasoned, still staring out at the kitchen window. Yerim scoffed.

“I basically am. I am giving away half my rights and time with him. He is my son, I am entitled to have him in my home.”

“He is just as much my son as he is yours and you are not entitled to anything.” You finally turned around to look at her, your eyes blazing with an unsaid anger that made Yerim pause in her retort. She had never seen such a fire in you, not even in your and her past arguments. “We decided together to have a baby, and yet you have forced your entire idea of a legacy of him without even consulting me.”

“Is this about the camp? Because I can-”

“This is not about the damn camp Yerim.” You said, marching towards the businesswoman and pressed a sharp finger into her chest, your teeth bared like an animal as you glared at her. “This is about you forgetting the fact that we had a baby because we wanted to start a family, not for you to build a little soldier to honor that stupid legacy that your family has always been obsessed with.”

Yerim couldn’t help but scowl at the mention of her family, you obviously know how much of a sensitive issue they were to the businesswoman. After all, she was forced into business by her father and then pressured to marry by her mother. She was fortunate enough that they had deemed you an acceptable match for her as a her wife, but lately it seemed that a tension had developed between the two of you, especially after you had discovered to be pregnant. She had assumed it was simply because of pregnancy blues or whatever came with it, but now it has seemed to escalated from moody moments to a full-scale separation.

“Don’t bring my family into this. This is about us.”

“Yes, exactly. This is about us and what is best for us, something which you seem to have deemed yourself to be the only one capable of making such decisions!”

You whipped yourself away from Yerim again and started to walk away, only for Yerim to stop you by gripping you by the arm. She tugged you back and forced you too look at her by grabbing you by the soldiers.

“Stop walking away from me! Where is all of this coming from?!” She demanded, urging you to answer her, only to be met with you pushing her away from you, making Yerim stumble into the kitchen counter behind her. You let out a frustrated huff before threading your fingers in your hair and tugging.

“This is coming from the fact that you believe that everything that you say is law! I am feeling suffocated Yerim! I want out!”

“Out? Out of what?”

“Out of this damn marriage!” Your eyes were blazing as you screamed at her, your eyes resembling hot coals as you removed your hands from your hair and instead tightened them into fists by your side. “I am sick of feeling like I am a prisoner on parole with an ankle bracelet! You and your family are suffocating me! I want want to leave!”

“Where is all of this coming from? Did my mother speaker to you? My father?”

Your silence immediately answered her question, making a blaze of fury appear in her body as she walked back to you and grabbed you hand, her other hand cupping your neck and urging you to look at her.

“Y/N, listen to me, just tell me what my parents aid and I will-”

“No.”

You grabbed Yerim’s hands and forced them off you, taking a few steps backwards to make space between the two of you. You shook your head and turned around, leaning on the kitchen sink for support, ducking your head down to recentre yourself before finally speaking again.

“I am exhausted Yerim. I just want this all to end.”

“Listen Y/N.” Yerim started, taking steps towards you, desperation clawing up her throat and threatening to burst but she tried her best to center herself. She swallowed thickly before reaching out to you again, her hand placing itself on your shoulder. “We can sort through this together. We...we can go away somewhere, we can...we can just...be. Please baby, please don’t force us into this.”

“...I am not the one who forced us into this.’ You finally said, turning around and forcing Yerim’s hand to drop from your shoulder. Your eyes had a deep sadness in them which had previously been masked by the anger from the argument, exhaustion mixed with it. “I am the one who decided to finally address it.”

“Y/N-”

“I know that you feel the same Yerim. You just have been too proud to admit it.”

“I have not been to proud about anything. Y/N, we just need to-”

Yerim was interrupted by the sound of the baby monitor, the cries of Jinyoung echoing in the kitchen, matching the cries that were coming upstairs from the nursery. You sighed in exhaustion before turning away, heading towards the staircase. “I’ll get it.”

“Y/N-”

“Please Yerim, I beg of you...just sign it and let me free.”

You finally exited the kitchen, leaving Yerim behind in a stunned silence with a broken heart in the company of a set of documents which had completely wrecked the perfect life that she had previously believed that she had.

#red velvet #red velvet imagines #red velvet reactions #red velvet scenarios #irene #seulgi #wendy #joy #yeri #CEO au #ceo red velvet imagines #ceo red velvet scenarios #ceo red velvet reactions #ceo irene #ceo seulgi #ceo wendy #ceo joy #ceo yeri #red velvet irene #red velvet seulgi #red velvet wendy #red velvet joy #red velvet yeri

[mint-midnight]

KICK ROCKS WRESTLING PODCAST Mercedes opens up about her WWE walkout for the first time in nearly 2 years.

"I really believe in not only the universe, but I really believe in myself and I believe in such a higher power of light that comes over me. Something inside of me told me I needed to do this and stand up for myself. It was a very hard decision because wrestling and WWE has been my whole life. It's the hardest decision I've ever had to make in my life, but it's my most proudest. It's crazy, because I would not be sitting here living the best version of my life and getting to be everything I've ever dreamt of, I get to be everything I've ever dreamt of and more. You have no idea, and it makes me so excited because that moment changed my whole life for the better. I'm so thankful for that moment, I'm so proud of myself, I'm so proud of Trinity, I'm so proud of how strong we were. Because like you said, everybody wanted to talk about it, everybody wanted to act like they were in the room. Everybody acted like they were in the room or worked there or were backstage or knew what happened. All I know is that I handled it like a CEO, like the Boss that I am with my head held up high and I can't say nothing but amazing things to WWE, I'm so thankful for the career that they gave me, the fans that they gave me, the life that they gave me, the dreams that they gave me, so many dreams, and I got to chase and live them all."

#i cried so much watching this my eyes are bloodshot especially seeing how emotional she got :'( my baby #i am so proud to love and stan this woman she is my pride and joy #doesn't matter where you go or what you call yourself the only name that'll ring true forever is GOAT my boss ceo lady!!!! #* #wwe #sasha banks #mercedes moné #sasha #mercedes

[mollyjimbly]

Trans women can express themselves however they please.

Trans women deserve the equal amount of respect that, Cis women receive.

Seriously fuck what Matt thinks, I'm glad i never gave money to this fucking horrific site.

Trans women, I love you. You are safe on my blog.

#photomatt #trans rights #trans women #trans ally #trans joy #tumblr drama #tumblr ceo

[capnsoapy]

are the people making fun of the missinig submersible being some kind of evil sci-fi invention aware that like. deep ocean exploration isn't a new thing? like the trieste went down the mariana trench over eighty years ago

#deep sea exploration is one of my oldest and strongest special interests. sorry #like you can bully the ceo for charging so much i guess but that's not really the same #also i can't find any cathartic joy in hoping they die like some of y'all are #right now a 19 year old boy is dying probably the worst death imaginable i can't feel anything but sorrow #ah lads this is one of those “terminally online” opinions now isn't it

[verminfang]

Another one of my Masks PC’s, Tarzan Gorilla aka Urban Guerilla done by the amazing @gotham-gargoyle thanks to an early birthday gift from @shillelagh

#it looks so rad #Tarzan's deal is kind of being a hannah montannah if she was like attacking ceos and cops when she wasnt hannah montanna #and the celebrity part was the non secret everyday #also his name is like that because his actual dad is a gorrila whose last name is gorrila #the joys of getting weird making pcs in a masks universe you've already played in and established weird npcs for #masks a new generation #masks ttrpg #superhero oc

[restlessreveries]

Amber is officially fired from the only job she had.

#No Kirara for me unfortunately I gotta save my wishes for the CEO of Geo now #But Yoimiya sparks joy too #Now I just have to LEARN HOW TO PLAY BOW CHARACTERS #I mean I do have Venti but he doesn't count #Pyro cube your days are numbered and there aren't many of them #Genshin impact

[bachelorstaint3]

so to sum up ab: fuck them kids the con

#cosplay deathmatch walked to tumblr polls could run tbh #rip to the tiny people in my phone but you'll never experience the joy of seeing bigman splatoon #decked in chains and slapping the absolute shit out of anya #the way late stage capitalism made everyone cheer for larry pokemon #the way he competed in cosplay chess against the seto ceo kaiba and also won #post con depression is already hitting me #ok back to the real world where the proletariat is losing

[focusonthegoodnews]

Virgin is helping Grove Collaborative go plastic-free by 2025

Virgin is helping Grove Collaborative go plastic-free by 2025

Good News Notes: “Sir Richard Branson opened his first record shop in London in 1971. Reminiscing at Fast Company‘s Most Innovative Companies Summit, he described it as a hippie’s dream: “Cushions on the floor, headphones, a joint or two in most people’s hands,” he said. “It was those days when you could pick up a Dark Side of the Moon sleeve, and you could feel it.” 51 years later, Branson’s new…

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#better the world #British Airways #CEO Stuart Landesberg #climate crisis #ditch plastic #fossil fuels #good news #Grove Collaborative #happy #help #IPO #joy #kindness #lasts forever #London #merger #need #packaged in aluminum #petrochemicals lobby #plastic crisis #plastic neutrality #plastic recycling #Plastic Scorecard #positive #raise money #record shop #recycled #refillable deodorant and lotion #reusable glass spray bottles #shell company

[chloeworships]

Also someone tried to steal from your business or your company could have gone bankrupt. Someone wanted to see you FAIL.

Now that you know, remember VENGEANCE IS THE LORD’s and that will come by way of your success.

God will give you back everything you lost and MORE.

For some of you he is giving you back your YOUTH and your VITALITY because that too was taken from you.

Yellow represents HAPPINESS and JOY 💛

Whoever this message is for, the LORD revealed to me that you suffered. He saw it all and HE has come to rescue 🛟 YOU. You will be delivered soon.

Ps. Do you see the hand reaching out to help another on the Nokia phone? I had a vision of Jesus reaching out to me just like this recently pulling me out of the couch 🛋️ I was sleeping on. Wow. 🤩 I was to share that with you all because this is what will occur for YOU.

You now have the answers you were looking for. Praise Jesus.

❓❓❓

Time for a new wallet // purse lol 🛍️

So when you see certain folks getting DOUBLE what they had,

THIS. IS. WHY.

Guess who did it? Ha!

This isn’t a game 🎲🃏 and even if it was, YOU WIN.

You know what’s crazy, God showed me Bounty Killa with blue eyes just like Joe in the above image. But this was an Angel 😇 God has a way of showing me ppl with good hearts but who are also warriors of God ⚔️ What’s also crazy is I asked the LORD recently how Nas was doing. He was on my mind and you know me and God love to check in.

Uuuuuuuummmmmm 👀

I just can’t make this stuff up

#2014 #go get your bag 💼 #CEO’s #credit report #finances #witchcraft #health 🏥 #happiness and joy #BELLY #Instagram

[luxora]

Red Velvet -> {CEO AU} -> You want a divorce

Requested: Yes

Group: Red Velvet

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Swearing. Divorce stuff. Some violence.

Irene

As a successful businesswoman, Joohyun was no stranger of paperwork, in fact, she was often swamped with it as she personally oversaw everything that happened in her company, which has essentially caused her to be stuck in her office for long hours through the days, at times for more than three days in a week. Arriving at her office early in the morning, she was already swamped with paperwork and she barely worked through half of it through the morning when her assistant had walked into her office with a solemn look, a manila folder in their hands. She nodded absentmindedly at the pile on her desk.

“Just place it on the top, I will get to it later.” She said, returning back to the document she was currently reading. But her assistant's voice made her pause.

“Ma’am, I think it is best that you read it now.” They said careful, placing it right in front of Joohyun instead of on the pile, their gaze intense as they stared at Joohyun with a serious look. “Y/N came in and told me to give it to you.”

“Y/N?” She repeated, frowning as she looked at the folder, confused of why her spouse would be dropping off to her assistant and not bringing it directly to her. Her assistant nodded, stepping away from her desk and bowing respectfully before leaving the office, unable to bear witness to what was going to happen once Joohyun opened the folder.

Deciding to shift her attention to the document that her spouse had handed to her assistant, she took her letter opener and easily cut the folder open before tugging out the documents that were in it. The second that she read the title of the document, all the blood in Joohyun’s body froze.

‘Petition for Divorce’

While her eyes moved across the typed lines of the document, her mind was not taking it in. Joohyun felt like she was witnessing her body from an outside perspective, simply staring at the back of her head while she held a tight grip on the documents which you had already signed and now awaited for her own signature to join yours. But instead of a signature of proof for happy matrimony, it was a signature for the confirmation of a divorce, one which she was not going to give.

You knew what kind of woman you were marrying when the two of you had gotten engaged and eventually married, you vowing to always support her in her aspirations, and to always be that constant support that she needs and knows she can back on. You were her loyal spouse and caring parent to her children, a terrific partner in all aspects, her perfect match, and yet here you have had divorce papers dropped off, not even bothering to see Joohyun yourself.

Slamming the papers down, she immediately searched for your phone and dialed your number, bringing it to her ears as she anxiously waited to hear your voice.

“This is Y/N-”

“Y/N! Just what is this-” Joohyun began, her fingers clawing at the document, only for her to be interrupted by your voice.

“-I can’t answer the phone right now. Please leave a message after the beep.”

The automatic beep sound of a voicemail ringed in Joohyun’s head, making her immediately hang up to only try call again, desperation filling her chest and clawing its way up as she once again was met with your voicemail. She hanged up and tried again, and again, and again, and again, until she eventually realised that you were purposefully ignoring her calls.

Joohyun shot up from her desk, grabbing her phone and bag before hurrying out of her office, making her assistant jump from the sudden opening of her door, her eyes wild and on them in an instant.

“Where is Y/N?” She demanded, not giving her assistant an option to even try stutter out a lie. But they immediately shook their head.

“I don’t know, they just came here and dropped off the folder-”

“How long ago was that?” She demanded, her nails digging into the side of the door frame as she stared at them impatiently, all aspects of her composure lost as desperation was evident on her face. Her assistant couldn’t help but flash a look of sympathy at her.

“About ten minutes, they didn’t say where they were going though-”

“Home. They will be going home.”

To your and her children. Since Joohyun made more than enough money for the both of you, you decided to be a stay-at-home parent in order to care for your and Joohyun’s two beautiful children. But the fact that you had left just to deliver a divorce folder to Joohyun without even meeting her meant that you had been thinking about this for a while, as well as planning it. Joohyun immediately marched for the elevator.

“M-Ma’am-”

“I’m going home.” She stated, reaching the elevator and violently pressing the button until it finally opened. Her assistant managed to stumble after her with shocked eyes.

“But your meetings-”

“Cancel them.” She ordered just as the elevator doors closed, Joohyun immediately stabbing the underground parking button before she slammed her fist against the side of the elevator, a choked sob leaving her lips as she trembled in frustration and fear as she felt the elevator move. “Y/N...”

She couldn’t accept this, she just couldn’t. The two of you needed to talk, she needed you to see reason, this did not just come out of nowhere, she needed to understand why you wanted to separate from her. She couldn’t lose you or the kids, she just couldn’t.

Seulgi

When Seulgi entered the bedroom after saying goodnight to the kids, even though they had fallen asleep long before Seulgi eventually arrived home, she could feel the cold temperature of the room. The air was full of tension, and it certainly did not help that you were apparently waiting for her to join her, already dressed in your pajamas, however they way that you were sitting on the bed reminded her of the many business people she has to deal with when it came to intense negotiations. Your body was tense and unyielding, a terrifying sight to look upon despite the polka dot pajamas that you were wearing. Seulgi couldn’t help but gulp nervously as she closed the door behind her.

“Hello.” She said, attempting to ease the tension, but failed miserably as you stared at her intensely.

“Glad that you finally made it back home.” You said, any joy about Seulgi returning home being nonexistent in your tone, which made her tense in caution.

“I’m sorry, the event took longer than expected.” She said, tugging off the jacket that she had worn to the event and slowly folding it over the chair of her vanity table while keeping her eyes on you. You shrugged.

“That’s alright, I expected you to come home late. You usually do, especially since it is about a super important business event.” you said with an icy smile, your tone like freezing acid which made Seulgi shiver and form a stone of dread in her stomach.

You were naturally a very bright and warm person, but the way that you were talking to her right now, there was nothing warm about it. You were cool and detached, not a hint of affection in your voice as you spoke to her, which was the opposite of how you usually were with Seulgi. She didn’t like how distant you felt to her, despite only being a few meters away from each other in the bedroom.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to come home late-”

“Of course you don’t mean to, but you do anyway and you say that you are sorry. You are always sorry, and yet the same thing always happens, and then you apologize again, and again, and again.” You repeated, an empty laugh leaving your lips as you shook your head. Suddenly feeling restless, Seulgi unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt, hoping that it can help her with her breathing as she continued to look at you from the bed, unsure on what to do or say which could make you feel better, or at least have you warm up to her again.

“I’m sorry-” She started, but you just raised your hand in the air, halting Seulgi from her apology.

“Stop. Just stop.” You said, your voice firm and yet it sounded so tired, so exhausted, and Seulgi snapped her mouth shut as she watched you shake your head, slumping it down as you looked at your lap and sighed, dropping your hand to the leg. “Jinyoung had gotten 100% on his math test by the way, he brought it home with him.”

Seulgi immediately brightened at the news. Even though the two of you seemed to be fighting, arguments always seemed to cool down whenever the two of you brought up some good news about your kids, so hope filled her as you brought up your and her son’s achievement.

“Oh that’s wonderful! He studied so hard for it.” She said, pride evident in your voice. You only nodded.

“Yes, he worked really hard. It turns out taking him to those extra lessons have helped him.” You said, tugging at your pajama pants leg before continuing. “And Areum has passed her audition for the ballet studio. She heard the results today.”

Seulgi paused, her eyebrows furrowing at the news. Ballet audition? She did not recall such a thing occurring. “Ballet audition?” She questioned, which you nodded to.

“Mhmm, the one that I took her to two weeks ago, when you suddenly had an emergency meeting with one of your investors.” You said, bitterness evident in your tone as you glanced up and looked at Seulgi, the CEO herself feeling guilt in the pit of her stomach as she faintly recalled asking you to take Areum in her stead.

“O-Oh, I-”

“The two of them were so happy, they wanted to have a big family dinner tonight to celebrate their big achievements. But guess who had to break it to them that you couldn’t attend because you were busy with yet another company event.” You said, making Seulgi swallow thickly.

“I-”

“And the sad thing is, they didn’t seem that surprised, they had asked if I could maybe convince you to have dinner with us, but I knew that was futile because you have raged about how important tonight was.”

“I...I would have-”

“No you wouldn’t have, you have never pulled out of a business event, not even for us. Your family.” You hissed at the word ‘family’, your body shooting up from the bed so sharply that it made Seulgi jump at the sudden action.

Your body was trembling, but not from the cold, your arms were crossed and you were so tense that she was certain that you were as hard as a rock with how tightly tensed you were. You were clenching your jaw so hard that she could swear that she could hear your teeth cracking from the intense applied pressure of your jaws. Seulgi helplessly wrung her hands together, almost like a school girl would when they would explain their actions to a headmistress.

“I’m sorry, next time I will try-”

“There isn’t going to be a next time.” You hissed, your eyes deepened into a glare, which made Seulgi freeze on the spot.

“W-What do you mean?” Seulgi said, actually feeling scared with how you just phrased your sentence. Your glare intensified for a brief second before you let out a frustrated sigh, shaking your head and closing your eyes as you controlled yourself before opening them again and looking at Seulgi with an empty expression, an expression which scared Seulgi more than anything.

“I want a divorce.” Seulgi stopped breathing.

“I want sole custody of the kids.” Her eyes were burning.

“And we won’t be living here anymore, we will find a new home.”

And she broke.

Wendy

Seungwan had hoped that you and her could have sorted things out tonight. She had the children dropped off at a friends house for a sleepover, and she had planned to spend the entire evening with you. She was going to prepare a nice dinner for the two of you, perhaps watch a movie or two, and if things went according to plan, hopefully become tangled in the sheets with a wonderful makeup love-making. She was fully prepared to sort out the tenseness between you and her which has been lingering for the past while, and she had hoped that she could finally have some peace in her home again.

She was dead wrong.

The two of you have fought before, but never to this extent. While she had prepared dinner for the two of you and set up the table for a supposed romantic dinner, her intentions of sorting out the problem evaporated, and instead the two of you have gotten into a screaming match that she was surprised that the neighbours haven’t called the police for how loud the two of you were screaming at each other.

“Its the same thing over and over! You don’t give a damn about this family!” You screamed, standing across the dining room table while Seungwan was on the other side, her jaw tightly clenched.

“I don’t give a damn? Would I be working day and night at the company if I didn’t give a damn about this family?”

“Don’t try use us for an excuse of why you are always stuck at the office! We have more than enough of everything, and yet you still continue to keep yourself away from us!”

“Well if I wasn’t the only one who was working in this family, then I could-”

��Don’t you fucking dare try pull that card!”

The glass came flying at Seungwan’s face, and she quickly ducked in order to avoid getting hit by it. The glass shatter red behind her on the wall, and it caused the both of you to freeze as glass shards showered the wooden floor. Seungwan knew that it was a low blow, bringing up the fact that she was the only one working between the two of you. It was not like you didn’t have a job when the two of you met and eventually got married. You actually were a business owner yourself, not on such a large scale like Seungwan, but you had a business, and you enjoyed working in it. But when the two of you decided to have kids, Seungwan suggested that you were to remain at home instead, since she was the one that made the most money between the two of you.

You didn’t want to, at first. You enjoyed working, and even though you were eager to have a family with Seungwan, you didn’t want to live a life of doing nothing. But eventually Seungwan managed to convince you, and you became a full-time parent with the children, caring for them while Seungwan worked, and you have been doing it for years. But it seemed that you have reached a boiling point, and all of your pent up frustration has just burst through the dam and was hitting Seungwan at full force.

“I’m sorry, I-” Seungwan began, feeling the need to apologize for bringing up the job card, but you cut her off.

“No. I don’t want to hear it.” Seungwan looked at you and saw how...over it you looked. Like you were simply too exhausted to continue this conversation, your hand covering your face as you just stood and breathed heavily on the spot, trying to gather yourself again. Seungwan tried to gather up the pieces of the broken conversation.

“Listen, I know things have been tense for a while, but we can work it out-”

“No Seungwan, we can’t. Not anymore.” You said, shaking your head as you dropped your hand from your face and looked at her, your exhaustion now evident on your face, and a certain glint of emptiness in your eyes which made Seungwan pause in her movements. You gazed at her with an empty expression before speaking again. “I’m done.”

“Done? Done with what?” She asked, caution filled in every aspect of Seungwan as she looked at you. You lifted your hands in the air, hands out as if trying to offer her something.

“With everything. I’m...just done. I can’t do this anymore.”

Seungwan didn’t like the way that you said that, with alarm bells ringing in her head, she cautiously walked around the table and headed towards you, eyes never leaving yours. “What do you mean Y/N?”

She was not that far from you anymore, a few more steps and she was in front of you, cautiously reaching out for your hand, only for you to pull them out of her reach. You took two steps back to maintain a distance, your expression empty.

“Our marriage.” You whispered, your voice just sounding so broken that it immediately cracked Seungwan’s heart in half at the sound of it, along with what you said.

“Y/N...wait-”

“No Seungwan. I can’t wait any longer. I can’t wait for you to realize that you are no longer a part of this family anymore. I can’t wait for you to arrive in the early hours in the morning, only to leave later again without even saying goodbye. I can’t wait anymore, and neither can the kids. We are done.”

No. This wasn’t how tonight was supposed to go. The two of you were supposed to make up, not break up. The two of you have gone through rough patches before, but the two of you have managed to get through them together. There is no way that you possibly wanted her out of your life, out of her children's’ lives.

“So Y/N, we can work this out.” She begged, stumbling forward and trying to grab you, to just touch you and tug you closer so that she could hold you, to just let you know that she was there. But the way that you were looking at her, it was as if she was invisible.

“No we can’t Seungwan. Not anymore.”

“Please Y/N, just let me-”

“I’m going to sleep in the spare room. Please don’t bother me.” You said, not wanting to hear another word from Seungwan as you walked away from her, leaving her in the dining room in a broken mess as she crumbled on top of the dining room table, her legs unable to support her any longer.

Joy

She was late. Again. But this was different from all the other times that she has been late. The words that you had said to her before she left earlier that evening was repeating on a loop in her head as she broke about a dozen of traffic fines driving home, fear and panic filling her entire mind and body as she tried to get home as fast as she could.

“9 pm. If you arrive any minute later than that, then I understand your priorities clearly.”

She had promised you that she would come home in time, that she was taking her marriage and her family seriously, that work will not come in the way of her family. She had promised you that, and with the years that the two of you have been married, she expected you to know that she would honour her promises.

But of course the conference had to drag on longer than it shoulder have, and that she could not escape.

You understood how important the conference was, how big it was for her company and her entire business career, and yet you made your intentions clear to her on the buildup of the night on where you were standing in your marriage with her. The fights have been more frequent, the two of you have become more distant, and the children...they began asking if the two of you were going to divorce.

Divorce...who on earth would expect an eight and six year old to know what that word meant? And to think that they understood what it meant, it made Sooyoung terrified on what was going through your mind and what you have been saying to the children and to others when she was at the company. No children at that age should even be bringing that word up, and yet her two children were, and she immediately sought out the only source which made them become familiar with the word. She still recalls that dead stare you gave her when she mentioned it to you.

“So it is only when our children asks about it, you come to realize the problems that we are having? Just what do you think is going to happen to us if this continues?”

She has been working a lot, far more than usual, and it has been like this for a while, but she promised that it would soon ease up. That was a year ago, and now you have eventually become fed up with the constant waiting for Sooyoung’s return home and the excuses you need to make to the children when they asked where their mother was. So tonight you gave Sooyoung the last and final warning and chance that she had to keep a grip on her family and to make everything work out.

‘Make it home by 9pm tonight’, if she didn’t make it...

She didn’t know what you had planned, she was too scared to ask you when you had told her, and the whole night she has been going through the many possible scenarios which could be acted out. She needed to make it on time, she had to prove to you and her children that she was going to be there for you and them, that she was going to be there in the family.

When she caught sight of her house, she pressed her foot hard on the pedal, speeding up even more before she roughly parked in the the driveway before stumbling out of the car, not even bothering to turn off the engine as she sprinted for her house. She shot through the front door, hurrying through the house as she called out to you.

“Y/N! Y/N!”

As she ran through the house, Sooyoung was switching on the lights. The body of the house was pitch dark and each time she lit up each room and was met with emptiness, her panic increased tenfold. Her breathing was getting uneven, and her voice was becoming broken and shaky as she kept calling out to you and her children, receiving no answer in return as she hurried upstairs.

She stumbled into her children’s rooms, and was met with no children. They were empty. Her panic increased even more and she all but sprinted in breaking speed to her and your bedroom, slamming the door open and switched on the light.

Empty.

You weren’t there, and neither was the children, and when she stepped further into the bedroom, her entire body shaking, trying to gather up her thoughts, she noticed something on the bed. With timid steps, she walked to the bed and when she caught sight of the documents, she let out a sob. She shakily reached out and picked up the golden wedding band which was always around your finger no matter the time of day.

“No...no, no, no, no, no, no.” Sooyoung sobbed, collapsing on the bed as tears dripped off her face and onto the bed sheets, her hand covering the documents and scrunching them them in her hand in her desperation as she began to sob heavily on the bed, the word ‘Divorce’ driving a knife through her heart, along with your signature at the bottom of the document. “Please no, please...please let this be a dream.”

This was a nightmare, it had to be, and she will wake up soon to it. She will wake up with you next to her, stroking away the tears with your fingers and pressing comforting kisses to her temple and forehead as you calmed her down. The two of you will then be joined later by your two children, jumping on top of the two of you as they said their ‘good mornings’ laughing and cuddling like one big happily family in your and Sooyoung’s king-sized bed.

But she wasn’t dreaming. She could feel the emptiness of the house weighing down on her shoulders, all because of her inability of fighting for her family and leaving the meeting without a care of it. The reality of her choices was represented by the bright red numbers of the alarm clock on your side of the bed taunting her.

10:15 pm

Yeri

“Stop. Just stop!” Yerim screamed, grabbing your hands as they were pulling all of your clothes out of the wardrobe, heading towards the suitcase which was already half-filled with all of your stuff. You ripped them out of Yerim’s grip.

“Don’t fucking touch me!” You screamed, shoving past her and heading to the suitcase, Yerim hot on your heels as you dumped the clothes in the bag. Yerim immediately inserted herself between you and the bag, her hands on your shoulders as she tried to push you away from it.

“Y/N listen to me-”

“No, how many times have I told you no! I have had enough. The kids and I are done with you!”

Yerim was desperate to salvage her relationship with her, especially with how viciously the two of you had fought earlier today. You have told her time and time again that she has been working too hard, or rather for too long, and was becoming so distant from the family, even suggesting that she has forgotten that she has a family. Of course she would never forget you and her two children, the three of you were everything for her, and yet you believed she no longer cared.

Today’s fight was different from other fights, while it was the same because it was due to Yerim missing out on the event planned for your and her son, the one which has been planned for months on end, and yet she had forgone it due to an emergency which popped up at work. She was going to make it up to you and her son, knowing that she messed up given how upset both of you were when she finally arrived home.

You had tossed the word ‘Divorce’ at her today, freezing her in her tracks when you uttered it. Fortunately the kids were at school, being taken by the family driver, so they were not being witness to this horrid fight, but Yerim felt like she was way out of her depth, especially since her spouse was threatening her with a divorce.

“We are not going to do that. We are not going to do that.” She had informed you. Despite all the fights the two of you have had, and how horrid of a partner and parent she has been to you and her children, she would never in a million years desire a divorce from you

She told you that the two of you were going to work it out, that she was going to go to work and allow the air to settle between the two of you before sorting it out again later today. But when Yerim had arrived at her company, she felt a sick feeling of dread in her stomach, and she could not bear it any longer as she eventually decided to return back home, something telling her that it was necessary.

And when she arrived, she walked in on your packing up the kids luggage, and now continuing with your own, which she was trying to stop.

“Just listen to me!” Yerim demanded, tears streaming down her cheeks as she desperately tried to stop you from your movements, to just get you to pause and realize just what you were trying to do. But you were not listening her, you shoved her hard by the shoulders.

“No! No, I am always listening to you. The kids and I, we are always listening to you, listening to your excuses and reasons of why you can’t be with us! We are done with you!”

Tears were streaming down your cheek too, dripping to the floor, and you did not bother to wipe at them because they were just easily replaced with new tears. Yerim has always hated seeing you cry, and all she wanted was to wipe them away, to apologize and tell you that everything was going to be okay.

But you would not let her.

“No you’re not. We can work this out, we can be a family-” Yerim tried, desperate to just...fix this, but you were adamant that she couldn’t.

“No we can’t! We are broken, now let us leave and move on!”

“I can’t let you leave! You and the children, you are my life!”

“Just stop with the bullshit Yerim! If we were, you wold have been there for all of us. But you weren’t. You left us Yerim! You left us!”

“Baby please!” Yerim eventually could not handle it anymore. She dropped to her knees and clasped her hands together in desperation, begging, begging for the love of her life. “Please don’t go, I-I will do better! I will sell the company, I will do whatever you want! Just please listen to me! Stay!”

Yerim has never looked or felt so small before, it was a foreign feeling, for both you and herself, but it did not matter. You mind was made up. Even though Yerim was practically begging for you to stay, to just remain by her side and try sort this out together, even being offered the possibility for her company life to be out of the family’s life forever, you knew that it was impossible.

“No Yerim. We’re done. We’re leaving.”

Yerim clawed and clung to you, begging and pleading for you to change your mind, helplessness overwhelming her, there was no possibility of reconciliation. She has caused her own downfall for her family, and she could blame no one but herself.

#red velvet #red velvet reactions #red velvet imagines #red velvet scenarios #ceo au #ceo red velvet #ceo red velvet reactions #ceo red velvet imagines #ceo red velvet scenarios #ceo irene #ceo seulgi #ceo wendy #ceo joy #ceo yeri #red velvet irene #red velvet seulgi #red velvet wendy #red velvet joy #red velvet yeri #irene #seulgi #wendy #joy #yeri

[bright-and-burning]

this ad just pissed me off so bad like i have an actual degree in artificial intelligence!! i got into a top five phd program for it i’m not here to play around w complete and utter bullshit FUCK OFF

#ITS A LANGUAGE MODEL HOW IS IT GONNA BE A PIT CREW MEMBER . PIECE OF SHIT CLICKBAIT #i hâte chatgpt so fucking much oh my god #why bring the thing that has made me resent my field into the thing that brings me joy rn!!!! #everybody has bought into the llm hype and it’s so fucking annoying #it’s literally DUMB it’s not gonna take your jobs it’s basically just really insane vector multiplication #it can’t even do math!!! ugh. #part of this inspired by how Every job listing in my field is thirsty for LLM stuff when in six months they’re all gonna forget abt it #like. i want to do real things that actually help people. not stroke some ceo’s ego by catering to their need to feel hip and with it by #‘leveraging llms to meet business goals’ or fucking whatever

[literalgrill]

Do NOT Support Hard Drive On Patreon

You might see friends today suggesting you support Hard Drive on Patreon today. You know, the funny video games version of The Onion? As a journalist, I will firmly tell you DO NOT GIVE THEM A DIME.

The CEO has pushed out all former staff that have built the site up to its current greatness and has been pushing the use of AI. The staff begged to have a Patreon before basically all being pushed out, but the idea was refused until now, when it will only line the pockets of a single person instead of hard working writers.

I know they might have provided laughs before, but Hard Drive is a shell of what it was once. Let it die and support the people who actually made those moments of joy possible. Don't believe me? Check out what former employees are saying below:

Kevin Podas: Okay you know what, I would feel bad saying nothing about this, so here goes:🚨SAVE YOUR MONEY🚨

We passionately advocated for a Patreon at Hard Drive & were aggressively shot down. The talent & people who built the site were pushed out. To see this now is beyond upsetting. For the past few years or so I put a lot of myself into this website. I pitched a ton of jokes, got over 120 articles published, & met a lot of great people. I'm sure if you've been following me for some time you could easily see this.

However, there is a lot of misinformation. I was eventually promoted to Managing Editor of the site & was ecstatic. Grateful for the opportunity. Felt like all of my hard work in the comedy mines was finally paying off. But things took a turn for the worst, & each day there were new surprises that affected our livelihoods. These were all very avoidable surprises, mind you.

A patreon was going to be our hail mary, but alas, for some reason, the power that be did not want it. Causing us to leave a dream job behind. "At least we did all we could," we consoled ourselves afterwards. I put a lot of myself into this project. I pitched all sorts of ideas that could have helped-- we all did. Merch collaborations, Patreon-integrated YouTube content, so much more. And most of them were shot down out of sheer stubbornness and nothing more. To see lie after lie spread, and multiple big publications and YouTubers that I am a fan of promote this Patreon under these pretenses is incredibly upsetting. There are so many receipts.

Please share this and consider pulling out if you've already put money into this. On Hard Drive using AI, also from Kevin Podas: I can't personally confirm that part aside from some of the recent header images for articles on both Hard Drive and Hard Times are being made with AI. As far as writing, it's been mentioned in the past, but I personally do not know. Maybe others do, maybe not. MORE From Kevin Podas suggesting the owner denying a Patreon being set up earlier cost an artist a job that was replaced by AI: We had a social media person who was awesome! He made the images until this AI implementation. He had to leave because ad revenue was low and a Patreon was aggressively refused.

Luca Fisher: at the risk of burning some bridges, i have to back up kevin here. i've only been part-time, in-and-out of hard drive since i got in last year, but i can corroborate that management doubled and tripled down about not hosting a patreon/crowdfunding and that many other suggestions and ideas, including mine (and ones much smarter than mine!), were shot down in really long, apocalyptic threads of everyone left on deck desperately trying to come up with ways to keep the lights on. managerially it has been messy and sad

i've written for multiple publications that have long since died, ones that were in the process of dying, and ones that, in this case, are soon to be put in the ground. it is sad and sucks every time. i don't know what could have been done differently, but i do know that a lot of great writers and content creators were left shorthanded and unhappy by the way things have gone. and it is sort of puzzling to see the sudden championing of patreon after we were all told plenty of times that it couldn't work and we should move on also, just to add my own personal two cents here, i was really disappointed by the shuttering of many different article sections on the site over the past 6-8 months. i understand cutting corners in a deficit, and i know it had to be done. that said…

all in all, i'm really sad to see this all happen. i don't fault anyone, if only because i don't really know enough about how this all can happen to make sense of it. games journalism is in a sad, sorry state, and will likely no longer be a thing in the next decade

VideoSealMan: I'm gonna say this because I think I deserve to. For months, MONTHS on end I was bugging Hard Drive management about a Patreon. Often I got ignored for a week+, but when I actually got a response I was encouraged to - of all things, write up a Google Doc pitching the concept I did it regardless. I wasn't the only one trying to sway management on a Patreon, but so fiercely was I fighting for it that last night, I was accused of making this comment directly by the CEO! With no evidence whatsoever! After I'd been gone for over a month.

I vouched so hard for Patreon because I wanted all the writers and creatives working with Hard Drive including myself to get paid better. When I actually got a response, the idea was often shut down. Eventually due to the state of my company, my pay was cut for a second time I confronted management alongside a couple other important figureheads at the org and told them that if we couldn't do a Patreon - I could no longer financially justify staying there. The answer was still no, so I left. Baffled at the decision, but whatever.

It is unendingly frustrating to know that myself and many other people who put their soul into Hard Drive LEFT because of management's absolute refusal to compromise on a Patreon, to then see them launch one anyway a month later and get over 1000 people pledging money. I'm seeing a lot of things float around about greed and people being fired. No one was fired. Everyone who left, left because they were sick of management's decision-making. And honestly, management is a lot of things but I would not call them greedy. (From my experience.) They did genuinely make an effort to pay people as much as possible. I found the pay very fair for a while. I am not disputing that I was paid what I was owed - yet management frequently feels the need to remind critics of that. Lmao, yes. I was paid what I was owed. No one is disputing payment. You did the bare minimum a business owner should do and paid everyone their due, very well done. I make no allegations of greed, cheating or foul play. I make allegations of poor management and incompetence that has fucked over other people.

Basically the only people left at Hard Drive have been there for about 2 months. They will reap the rewards of this successful Patreon I and so many others passionately fought for for so long. We will not see a dime.

I do not know the new people at Hard Drive, But I feel bad for them. They were haphazardly thrust into Hard Drive's workplace with little to no explanation on how anything works, or given any context on the state of the place. Even now managements feeds them half-truths and misinformation about other people's grievances. I am broke and have been for a while. I had to move out of my flat in Reading and back with my family because of how little money I was making. This has basically doomed my flatmate to moving back in with abusive parents, which is something I feel guilty about every day. If we had gone with the Patreon I worked myself hoarse over back then, this could have been avoided. Some of my other good pals could also not have been fucked over.

It was a bad judgment call, but it's not a crime. It's just management getting it wrong.

So should you give to the Hard Drive Patreon? I don't know! I don't think any of the new people working there to patch up the holes left by the recent mass exodus have any bad intentions. Maybe they deserve it! But it is not the same site you knew a year ago, or even a month ago. Myself and many people who were there far longer than me and did far more for it than I did are all gone now because we could not deal with management's terrible decision-making and dogass communication any longer. That's what you should know, imo

I had an agreement in place with management that I would receive the next 8 months of revenue from the Hard Drive YT channel from my leaving in November. This was a deal I appreciated, and thought was very fair on management's behalf. So far, the deal has been honoured for 2 months. However as of last night I was removed from the Hard Drive Slack without warning, and as an editor for the YouTube channel. This means I no longer have any way of verifying how much I am owed, I just have to take their word for it. I'm sure management will make their own statements full of half-truths and weird language on the many cases being brought against them - I'd take everything they say with a pinch of salt if some of the screenshots I've seen of them talking about me are any indication lol

To management; I do not want to talk to you. I want you to DM me a screenshot of how much I'm owed every month and then send me the money per our agreement until June, then we can go our separate ways. Do that and admit to your mistakes, and maybe you can recover your reputation! That's it from me, lol. If they pull out of the deal and fuck me over I'll have more to say, but most of what I know is other people's stories of incompetence and poor decision-making, lol. I genuinely get no pleasure out of doing this; I do not think management is evil - I just think they're really bad at what they do and it's cost other, more talented people, lol. You should believe the writers imo

One last thing I wanna say btw, management did often stress that no one should try to make Hard Drive a full time thing. They were transparent about that, and that is fair. I was working on it because at a few points, I was lead to believe we actually were doing a Patreon. Many other ppl have similar stories of being strung along by management changing their minds and stop-starting shit every 2 weeks. We all made the fatal mistake of overestimating our manager - who would tell you one thing one day and something totally opposite the next week lol

Hunter R. Thompson:

I'm not your dad, but speaking as a Hard Drive writer, I don't know that funding Hard Drive on Patreon is worth it

The driving talent on the back end—behind the kickass site I joined in 2019—have peaced out over the years as the site's been (in our view) increasingly mismanaged. Mismanagement like, not setting up crowdfunding before the ship sank and all its best crew failed; or publishing a screenshot of Andy Ngo pedojacketing a trans writer, complete with her deadname; or a disgruntled ex-writer getting falsely accused of shit-talk, by actual staff. I'm grateful for the writing I've gotten to produce for HD (and will forever be kicking myself for not writing even more, in the four years I've had to do it!! i'm a dumbass!!!) but it is very much no longer the site I signed up for.

I don't want to resign as a contributor altogether, because I'm open to the idea of the site recovering and bad practices being retired as finances level out-- it would just be dishonest for potential backers to not be Aware Of The Circumstances, I think.

Jeremy Kaplowitz: i truly don't want to start shit, but feel compelled to say: i want to see Hard Drive succeed w/o resorting to throwing former writers & editors, myself included, under the bus. surely there's a way to save the site without building it over the corpses of those who left. my $0.02 i don't blame anyone who wants to sign up for the HD patreon and i support the website, but that includes those who worked on it for years, have complaints, and don't deserve to be treated like bitter assholes like this kind of stuff is just objectively true, meanwhile there's these new writers who joined the site after i left (meaning, in the last ~3 months) claiming people are liars. decide for yourself if you care, but this is what happened! [Quotes this Tweet]

Seth Finkelstein: Writing for Hard Drive has been a privilege the past few years, and it makes me so angry to see people I looked up to get jerked around behind the scenes. The amount of grenades the editors jumped on our behalf is immense, and I don't think the way they're being treated is right.

Other Bits On AI: We do know for sure however that AI art has been used by the site. Its fucking owner confirms it here:https://twitter.com/MattSaincome/status/1743040541603123622. Seems the owner pushed AI written articles as well! TayFabe: My vaguetweet is making the rounds & these made me apoplectic. - owner regularly lobbied using ai. Once he tested it & said ai was writing better satire than 25% of the HT/HD writers. - ai images were used on the site & socials w/o consulting the team or disclosing it publicly I found the ai bit relevant to include bc 1) it illuminates a stark change in HD's current direction & leadership, 2) ai images have previously been used on the site and (since deleted) ig posts, 3) ai content fucking sucks, and repeatedly pushing to use it is a telling quality The "handful of writers who chose to leave" includes 2 editors-in-chief (both cofounders who wrote a combined total of >1,000 articles & defined the voice of HD), & at least 3 other editors. These guys put in WORK since 2017, so cool to be corrected by ppl who joined in Nov 2023 [Link to mentioned vague tweet from post.] More from TayFabe: owner continuously lobbied for using ai in every possible way. No one else wanted to do it, but he kept on, saying ai was writing better satire than 25% of the HT/HD writers. Also, ai images were used on the site & socials without public disclosure or consulting the team.

The owner has responded now multiple times in a private discord... Thank you for people sharing screenshots! First Screenshot:

Kevin's Response: He banned me from the server for speaking out, so no, I didn't see it. And he gave no indication of a timeline, it was just "we'll do one when *I* say so" and gave every inclination he was totally against it. It bred an environment that pushed our hands to have to leave. Screenshot Round Two:

Kevin's Response: "Starting one in 3 months" is an absolute lie. He denied it, I have screenshots and others who can confirm. No timeline was given. Just "this is what it is now" and like, I couldn't live off of that. I wanted to do more but he was allergic to good ideas from others around him.

Matt, owner of Hard Drive, responds publicly on Twitter.

Matt: Kevin, the patreon launch was delayed because I didn't think it would work. Everyone is happy that it did work. Everyone who left the site because we didn't have money to pay for creative content which didn't revenue is welcome to return home. But unclear why the hostility.

Hard Drive paid out literally every dollar it had, then a bunch more, to creative people who worked on the site. When we ran out of money, we couldn't pay anymore. We did our best.

Kevin: Right, and my point of this thread was that it was completely and totally avoidable. This is reasonable to be upset about. How could I have been any more clear?

Matt: If we knew with 100% certainly that the community would have supported us via patreon, we would have done that. We didn't know. We had tried 4 years ago and got no support. We were wrong this time. We did our best to figure it out. We paid all the money we could.

Kevin: So you knew with 100% certainty this time? Or you took a leap of faith?

Matt: It was a last gasp panic effort after ad rates got cut in half on january 1st due to seasonal spending changes. We didn't know it would work. We were embarrassed to ask for support. We wanted to figure it out.

Kevin: Every site has a Patreon. Every YouTuber, comedy group, etc. But you insisted that nobody cared about Hard Drive. Which is wildly untrue. I know you see that now, but again, I think you can see why I and many others are pretty upset. A last ditch panic effort was long overdue. A couple more things from Matt:

It was about the size of the hole we needed plugged budget wise, the time I had left of personal resources, and the past data I had about us trying a patreon (which turned out to be a bad indicator). I didn't think the Patreon would help us fast enough. I made a bad estimation

aka "if we make $1000 more dollars a month via patreon, which would be 10x what we got last time, we will not solve any of our problems. If instead we try to plow down path B, we might make it out in time." That was the thinking. I chose the wrong path, but didn't mean to Kevin also retweeted this comment from the user Matt was responding to: So you're saying that you're bad at running the business, didn't listen to any of your employees until after they were forced to leave their jobs, and now you're going to get more of the money from the Patreon that was their idea in the first place? Matt's Response: Respectfully, I made a mistake delaying the patreon decision. But keeping a comedy site alive for 9 years is not easy, there are lots of potential ideas, and think overall we've done a good and honorable job. Will leave this thread in peace now to allow people their space.

Sorry for linking to Elon's hellsite (derogatory), but sources need links so...

#video games #patreon #hard drive #ai critical

[reasonsforhope]

The Klamath River’s salmon population has declined due to myriad factors, but the biggest culprit is believed to be a series of dams built along the river from 1918 to 1962, cutting off fish migration routes.

Now, after decades of Indigenous advocacy, four of the structures are being demolished as part of the largest dam removal project in United States history. In November, crews finished removing the first of the four dams as part of a push to restore 644 kilometres (400 miles) of fish habitat.

“Dam removal is the largest single step that we can take to restore the Klamath River ecosystem,” [Barry McCovey, a member of the Yurok Tribe and director of tribal fisheries,] told Al Jazeera. “We’re going to see benefits to the ecosystem and then, in turn, to the fishery for decades and decades to come.” ...

A ‘watershed moment’

Four years later, [after a catastrophic fish die-off in 2002,] in 2006, the licence for the hydroelectric dams expired. That created an opportunity, according to Mark Bransom, CEO of the Klamath River Renewal Corporation (KRRC), a nonprofit founded to oversee the dam removals.

Standards for protecting fisheries had increased since the initial license was issued, and the utility company responsible for the dams faced a choice. It could either upgrade the dams at an economic loss or enter into a settlement agreement that would allow it to operate the dams until they could be demolished.

“A big driver was the economics — knowing that they would have to modify these facilities to bring them up to modern environmental standards,” Bransom explained. “And the economics just didn’t pencil out.”

The utility company chose the settlement. In 2016, the KRRC was created to work with the state governments of California and Oregon to demolish the dams.

Final approval for the deal came in 2022, in what Bransom remembers as a “watershed moment”.

Regulators at the Federal Energy Regulatory Commission (FERC) voted unanimously to tear down the dams, citing the benefit to the environment as well as to Indigenous tribes...

Tears of joy

Destruction of the first dam — the smallest, known as Copco 2 — began in June, with heavy machinery like excavators tearing down its concrete walls.

[Amy Cordalis, a Yurok Tribe member, fisherwoman and lawyer for the tribe,] was present for the start of the destruction. Bransom had invited her and fellow KRRC board members to visit the bend in the Klamath River where Copco 2 was being removed. She remembers taking his hand as they walked along a gravel ridge towards the water, a vein of blue nestled amid rolling hills.

“And then, there it was,” Cordalis said. “Or there it wasn’t. The dam was gone.”

For the first time in a century, water flowed freely through that area of the river. Cordalis felt like she was seeing her homelands restored.

Tears of joy began to roll down her cheeks. “I just cried so hard because it was so beautiful.”

The experience was also “profound” for Bransom. “It really was literally a jolt of energy that flowed through us,” he said, calling the visit “perhaps one of the most touching, most moving moments in my entire life”.

Demolition on Copco 2 was completed in November, with work starting on the other three dams. The entire project is scheduled to wrap in late 2024.

[A resilient river]

But experts like McCovey say major hurdles remain to restoring the river’s historic salmon population.

Climate change is warming the water. Wildfires and flash floods are contaminating the river with debris. And tiny particles from rubber vehicle tires are washing off roadways and into waterways, where their chemicals can kill fish within hours.

McCovey, however, is optimistic that the dam demolitions will help the river become more resilient.

“Dam removal is one of the best things we can do to help the Klamath basin be ready to handle climate change,” McCovey explained. He added that the river’s uninterrupted flow will also help flush out sediment and improve water quality.

The removal project is not the solution to all the river’s woes, but McCovey believes it’s a start — a step towards rebuilding the reciprocal relationship between the waterway and the Indigenous people who rely on it.

“We do a little bit of work, and then we start to see more salmon, and then maybe we get to eat more salmon, and that starts to help our people heal a little bit,” McCovey said. “And once we start healing, then we’re in a place where we can start to help the ecosystem a little bit more.”"

-via Al Jazeera, December 4, 2023

#indigenous #river #riverine #ecosystem #ecosystem restoration #klamath #klamath river #oregon #california #yurok #fishing #fisheries #nature is healing #literally this time lol #united states #dam removal #climate change #conservation #sustainability #salmon #salmon run #water quality #good news #hope #rewilding #ecology #environment

[doux-amer]

Look, one of the places Twitter has Tumblr beat is if you follow sports news because that’s where it breaks the fastest and it was very funny seeing everyone wake up to the news about Man City yesterday morning. Hatred and schadenfraude unite all of us beyond club rivalries and transcend leagues! 

But on a more cynical and sobering note, I'm jaded enough to think that City's not going to get more than a perfunctory, performative slap on the wrist (and in any event, we won’t see anything happen for a long time because that’s how it is with legal proceedings). I wish we could see actual consequences for once because otherwise, it’ll lead to dire consequences for the league and sport. Football's already a mess with ownership and clubs acting as if they're above it all.

Besides the fact that corruption should never be awarded—and that's the message that we'll see if Man City weasels its way out of the punishment it deserves, just like they did when they got the Champions League ban dropped on a technicality (stupid of UEFA, but when have they not been stupid?)—we've seen how much damage City and other clubs like it have wreaked over the past decade. More than that if we’re going to be honest. It needs to stop somewhere. 

#i don't care much for retroactively stripping city of their titles #or docking points from them #what does that matter in the long run? #that doesn't change the past and it doesn't give us any of the joy we were robbed of #it's meaningless #who cares about point deductions? oh what they don't have a fighting chance to win one season? boohoo #(i'm aware that there are ripples that will be created from that but in the grand scheme of things it's still a light punishment!) #if the charges are this serious and they very much have to be #there's no way they'd dredge up such old issues spanning back a DECADE unless they were confident there was proof of misbehavior #so according to slbsn who is 'a former financial adviser to man city a man city fan a former banker current lawyer CEO & general counsel to #a PLC dealing with allegations of historic accounting issues' as described by sportingintel #'Alarmist or not the sheer extent of the PL charges are at a level that IF found proven must lead to relegation' #this is all on twitter btw. i forgot to mention that slbsn and sportingintel are twitter accounts #ANYWAY. because of his credentials i'd like to believe that because i won't be satisfied unless city get relegated #even though that will never happen because that's the way of things in this sad world we live in #that is pretty much the only punishment that will cow clubs from engaging in financial misconduct like this #because the ramifications of that are devastating on multiple levels and one that all clubs would desperately want to avoid #who cares about piddling things like fines if you're owned by an oil state or silly things like point deductions #go after chelsea next! go after psg! go after every single stupid club that's screwing around tbh

[darkwood-hollows]

something i ran into today, and it's not the first time, that absolutely makes me mad is when bookstores ONLY carry part 1 of a series in a goddamn box set for $50 when the individual books are like $12. When i have to pop over to the singular abysmal target we have here in VT to find book 1 in a series you know things are bad.

#bookblr #was trying to get a goddamn xmas gift for my nephew #of a book series he hasn't read but has REQUESTED specifically #and like i want books 1 and 2 maybe not the entire goddamn series #you know bookstores probably do this to make you buy the boxset over the single but it just. i could eat a ceo over this #and yes i can go to a local seller and they have a box set only too atm. fun #like buying my niece and nephews books they want is one of the great joys in life #i love the young readers age range the stories are so FUN. #but this just makes me frustrated

[newshuntermag]

We Gave Daddy Lumba A Customized Tundra And Money To Perform At Our Events But He Did Not – Joy Industries CEO Claims

We Gave Daddy Lumba A Customized Tundra And Money To Perform At Our Events But He Did Not – Joy Industries CEO Claims

The Chief Executive Officer (CEO) of Joy Industries, Dr Manfred Takyi, claims Daddy Lumba did not perform at events they contracted him to. Speaking in a video Newshuntermag.com has come across, Dr Takyi revealed the veteran musician was given a customized Tundra. Apart from the vehicle, he said they paid him but Daddy Lumba did not perform at any of the events. The Joy Industries boss asked…

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#CEO of Joy Industries #Daddy Lumba #Dr Manfred Takyi #Entertainment #Joy Industries