A Genius Billionaire Playboy Philanthropist

"I plan to take over the world. It can't be that hard, truly." TONY BIANCHI is a 25 year old BUSINESS MOGUL. Around Manhattan HE is known as THE PLAYBOY. Everyone says they are OUTGOING AND PHILANTHROPIC but also can be very SNOBBY AND SELF ABSORBED. I’d say they remind me of NICO TORTORELLA, wouldn’t you?

[dtfkdaniels]

“I think you just need to let them know you are more than interested in sex. When it comes to the end of the night and you drop them off, end just a simple good night kiss and decline coming into the house”

[thebianchieffect]

“I-... Okay. I think. I’m only taking her out because I need to make her father like me so I can make a business deal. So I can’t really... I don’t know. I’m not used to dating. I like just having sex.”

[alaricgardner-blog]

“I don’t get why it doesnt’ make sense, sex isn’t that important. Why aren’t you allowed Is she like… underage?”

[thebianchieffect]

“No, she’s the guy’s daughter- and I’m taking her out to make him like me,” he pointed out, shrugging his shoulders slightly. “I don’t actually want to take her out, see?”

[scouteaston]

She laughed, crawling over and settling in, resting her head against Tony’s shoulder so she could see the screen and still bury her head in a moment’s notice. “You’re quite comfortable Tony.” Scout teased.

[thebianchieffect]

Tony laughed as he nuzzled himself closer to the female, rolling his eyes playfully. “Oh yeah? And you’re quite cuddly, Scouty,” he teased lightly, holding her close as he grinned slightly.

[scouteaston]

“Yes, yes you are.” She grumbled happily, poking him in his side. “Now let’s go. I’m hungry.”

[thebianchieffect]

Tony laughed as he lazily slung his arm around her shoulders. “Okay, let’s go princess. I promise I will attempt to stop being such a jerk.”

[riileysummerss-blog]

“So you pick her up. First thing you do is complement how she looks.” she said. “Business so that means you want the best impression. Open your car door for her. Classy place foe dinner.”

[thebianchieffect]

“This just sounds so boring,” Tony groaned, rubbing his hand over his face. “Obviously classy. I don’t eat places where just anyone can get in, that’s just... sad. And pathetic.”

[scouteaston]

Scout just shook her head, but there was still a smile. “You’re such a jerk.”

[thebianchieffect]

Tony rolled his eyes before winking at her playfully. “But I’m your jerk.”

[scouteaston]

“Hey, I don’t know. You might care.” Scout teased before shaking her head. “You get the movie all set up and then I settle into that lap.”

[thebianchieffect]

Tony rolled his eyes playfully and stood up, putting the movie in before he sat back down on the couch. “Alright- come here,” he laughed, patting his lap.

[riileysummerss-blog]

“Where you thinking dinner or like going out to do something. You seem like the classy dinner type.”

[thebianchieffect]

“Dinner. I’m only taking her out because I’m looking to make a business deal with her father.”

[alaricgardner-blog]

“Well… I guess stop connecting dates and having sex. Then don’t invite whoever you’re going on a date with back to your place”

[thebianchieffect]

“That just... doesn’t make sense to me. It’s not that I don’t want to have sex with her- I’m not allowed. Ya know? So...”

[dtfkdaniels]

Kelsey nodded. “sure I know a lot about dates. You’ve come to the best for this advice.” she went on. “what did you need to know?”

[thebianchieffect]

“Thats why I came, Tony pointed out, shrugging his shoulders slightly.  “Everything. How to make it so it doesn’t end in sex? I’m helpless here.”

[phoxnix]

“You broke their bed?” she asked, shocked. She shook her head. “I don’t want to know.” she laughed nervously, then looked at him and shrugged her shoulders. “I’m not really good with this stuff either, but I can try?”

[thebianchieffect]

“Uh, yeah? Why do you sound so surprised?” Tony tilted his head, completely confused. But he just shrugged it off and cleared his throat, letting out a soft hum. “Okay, yeah, so... Help.”

[queensleigher]

[childishsgambino]

[inkskinned]

in the attic of her body she kept secrets she couldn’t speak about until too drunk to keep them, would whisper “i’m dying” right before you fell asleep beside her.   she kept herself tidy. acted whole. made jokes that sometimes settled wrong, but made jokes until her tongue was numb.    there was always a very small delay between something happening and her smile, as if she had to remind herself to pull the strings, and it was agonizing.    she didn’t like the shadows inside her. they tasted of dust and too many nightmares. she didn’t like pouring them into other people’s hands. it was her burden to bear.

r.i.d (via persesphcne)

[daily-younger]

That’s me. Hurricane Liza, category five, leaving a path of destruction in my wake.

[anjelia3]

[scouteaston]

“No you can’t. You’re not allowed to look down on me because we are friends.”

[thebianchieffect]

“I can look down on you all I’d like. That doesn’t change the fact that I’m your friend.”