#International Outreach

[pmdd-and-it-showz]

I know there are time when pmdd and all the hormone related disorders can be very overwhelming. So I want to make a resource post. It's an international helpline finder.

Click your country and issues and it will help you find hotlines/warmlines/resource lines in your country For support. This is not for pmdd alone but anxiety, depression, distraction from voices etc. I cannot promise anyone anything *use at your own risk*. But I have be very successful with warmlines as they are usually peer run and you hopefully will be met with people who are or have been in a place you have.

#actually pmdd #living with pmdd #black women #survival #jesus #mental health resources #warmlines #hotlines #outreach #reachout #information #international mental health #meme therapy #coping skills

[dontmeantobepoliticalbut]

Evangelical figures who previously supported Donald Trump are backing off now that he’s announced his third bid for the presidency.

“Donald Trump can’t save America,” Mike Evans told The Washington Post. “He can’t even save himself.”

Evans was part of a group of evangelicals who met with Trump at the White House, and at one point gave him an award.

Now, he says he’s done with Trump.

“He used us to win the White House. We had to close our mouths and eyes when he said things that horrified us,” Evans told the newspaper. “I cannot do that anymore.”

Robert Jeffress, one of Trump’s evangelical advisers during the 2016 campaign and a longtime supporter, said he’s not ready to endorse him again.

“The Republican Party is headed toward a civil war that I have no desire or need to be part of,” Jeffress told Newsweek, adding that he would “happily” support Trump again if he wins the nomination.

That’s not a given, considering Trump’s plunging poll numbers among Republican voters. Jeffress also seemed to subtweet Trump on the day of his 2024 announcement by urging people to buy Mike Pence’s book:

Jeffress added on Twitter that he still considers Trump “a great friend and our greatest president since Reagan.”

Another onetime faith adviser to Trump, James Robison of Life Outreach International, said in a speech this week that Trump’s ego is getting in the way of the agenda.

“If Mr. Trump can’t stop his little petty issues, how does he expect people to stop major issues?” Robison said, according to The Washington Post.

He said he told Trump: “Sir, you act like a little elementary schoolchild and you shoot yourself in the foot every morning you get up and open your mouth! The more you keep your mouth closed, the more successful you’re gonna be!”

Robison did not say if he was planning to support Trump in 2024.

Another evangelical figure who previously endorsed Trump was even more blunt, with Washington Times columnist Everett Piper writing that Trump cost the GOP big in the midterms and could hurt them even more in two years.

“The take-home of this past week is simple: Donald Trump has to go,” Piper wrote. “If he‘s our nominee in 2024, we will get destroyed.”

#us politics #news #donald trump #huffington post #2024 presidential race #2024 elections #evangelicals #evangelical christianity #evangelicalism #Mike Evans #the washington post #Robert Jeffress #newsweek #twitter #tweet #mike pence #James Robison #Life Outreach International #Everett Piper #Washington Times #republicans #conservative #gop #2022

[arihi]

Holding an ambient dread in me today. There’s always the scramble to try and figure out what’s causing it for me, especially because I’ve got no internal monologue and I often have to talk out loud and in depth into every little thing that’s happened just to figure out why my feelings are the way they are.

Admittedly I can think of a few things, but they’re not particularly important in the long run. My tendency is to figure out why as if it’ll solve it, or so I can intellectualize the feelings away, but emotions are so rarely cut-and-clean addressed like that. Having been so preoccupied with my past in the past, or dreading the future, it’s grounding to settle down and have moments of silence in the present. I’m on the couch typing this on my phone, the sunset is shining down on my face, whereas usually I’d hate it I’m just letting myself sit in it. Once I’ve figured out a few potential causes, it’s not that important to dive deeper and think myself into anxiety spirals. It’s okay to have an idea of it, and not rationalize away how you’re feeling. It’s okay to feel off, sometimes.

#introspection #it me #I think my main thing at least today is holding very little good will for others #I’m struck by how selfish and ignorant and outright malicious people can be #but it’s not as if I’m any arbiter of people’s behavior no? #on the one hand acknowledge how people are flawed and morally complicated in their actions #on the other hand acknowledge that I myself am also only human and that I don’t owe any grace or forgiveness to others either #and acknowledge that I extend a level of empathy to others that isn’t always warranted or fair #(what is fairness anyway?? lolol big question for another day) #basically yeah people are complicated and you’re not an impartial judge #but also you’re not supposed to be. You’re just an individual and you’re allowed to hold bad opinions of people #I say a lot but the best thing you can do for yourself is let go of the idea of universal fairness/standard of good as judged by others #and let yourself also be complicated and flawed and extend even a fraction of the empathy you grant others for yourself #I’m also very aware that my avoidant tendencies latch onto any perceived flaw in a person to justify my distance and that’s me personally #so it’s a balancing act of how much good will do I extend this person to make up for what I know is a flawed tendency in myself #and also knowing when to let it go and let myself justifiably dislike somebody #ANYWAY it’s not just people hating I also miss home and some other personal stuff has been on my mind #but it’s easier to vent this out in the notes as introspection as there’s an easier internal discussion to have on this #as opposed to more touchy and hard to broach topics like culture and intersectionality #and the flaw of communities whose individualistic tendencies make them festering pits more than any community outreach they attempt to be #the sun has set by now as I’ve word vomited in the tags #and I do feel better for it all

[lee-kangin]

klinsmann: only when your players are in the best leagues in the world can you have a successful national team

heungmin a couple of days later definitely not being shady: to put it bluntly, there’s no guarantee that a national team will be successful just because its players play in europe

#get him skipper! #yeah but this is a very reductive way of seeing the sport honestly i get where klinsmann is coming from #but there is simply so much talent in the k league that can be coached and it’s extremely difficult to gain exposure there #and be brought into the ‘more successful’ leagues bc barely anyone is willing to give these kids a chance #most of them get their exposure from playing in international competitions (like cho guesung and bae junho etc) #or like lee kangin and to some extent son heungmin grow up in academies outside of korea #in heungmin’s case it was an outreach program the kfa did to develop footballing but ykwim #rahul.txt

[harvest-church-survivor]

please message us anything you know about Harvest International Ministries

or info about partners with harvest also participating in child slave programming using dissociative programming

any information you’d like to contribute is welcome

i’m trying to find more survivors of this cult

#harvest international ministries #harvest cult #nar cult #new apostolic reformation #cult csa #cult programming #did programming #tbmc #trauma based mind control #bethel world outreach #harvest rock church

[wistfulrat]

kinda inspired by Jimin stans idk maybe i Could be doing more?? liking tweets not enough, fill out a W-2 🔪

#u think they have a global south blue continent outreach team #anyway jimin miss international

[slaveryemembranceday]

Exhibit on enslavement in South Africa to open at UN Headquarters.

The United Nations Outreach Programme on the Transatlantic Slave Trade and Slavery in collaboration with the Iziko Museums of South Africa will display an adaptation of the exhibit “Who were the enslaved? Commemorating lives under enslavement at the Cape of Good Hope”. Originally displayed at the Iziko Slave Lodge in Cape Town in 2023, the exhibit examines slavery in South Africa and highlights stories of individuals enslaved at the Slave Lodge. The exhibition will be on display in the Visitors Lobby at United Nations Headquarters in New York.

Link to UN Press Release

19 March - 25 April 2024 Exhibit on enslavement in South Africa to open at UN Headquarters

#un Visitors Lobby #exhibits #slaveryremembranceday #25march #victims of slavery #slavery remembrance day #transatlantic slave trade #international day of remembrance of the victims of slavery and transatlantic slave trade #United Nations Outreach Programme on the Transatlantic Slave Trade and Slavery

[heritageposts]

🇵🇸 From BDS:

This year’s Israeli Apartheid Week will be the most important since IAW was launched 20 years ago! With the ongoing Nakba at its height, Israel is carrying out the world’s first ever live-streamed genocide against 2.3 million Palestinians in Gaza while it continues to entrench its 75-year-old settler-colonial apartheid regime against all Indigenous Palestinians. Over the past few months, people around the world have carried out inspiring actions building people power to end state, corporate and institutional complicity in Israel’s #GazaGenocide and contribute to the Palestinian struggle for freedom, justice, and equality. With the failure of the international system, under US and Western hegemony, on full display, we will organize IAW throughout the month of March to bring justice from below. Save the date - March 1st - March 30th; an entire month of action and BDS mobilizations to end complicity in genocide, build grassroots power towards liberation and the dismantling of Israel’s settler-colonial apartheid regime. Let’s make this year’s IAW our most impactful ever!

In anticipation of the upcoming Israeli Apartheid Week, BDS has called for an escalation of our boycott campaigns.

To find out how you can join a specific BDS campaign, or how you can contribute towards IAW, you can use the search function on their website to find a BDS-affiliated organization in your country.

If you and your organization have an event planned for Israeli Apartheid Week (IAW), you can register them with BDS here.

🇵🇸 For individuals unaffiliated with an org, you can still support and participate in IAW by:

Boycotting all products from Israel and from companies profiting off the occupation of Palestine. Here are the official BDS targets. For a more extensive list of products, check in with one of the BDS affiliated organizations in your country (they might tell you, for instance, what processed food items at your local grocery store should be avoided).

Share information about BDS on social media, with friends and family, and with your local community.

For BDS targeted brands, refrain from making or sharing any content that helps that company's outreach and branding. No more memes mentioning the brand, no pictures showing their logo, no more free advertising. Boycotting here isn't just about the loss you as a costumer can inflict on the company by not purchasing their product, it's also about damaging the brand's reputation, and limiting their customer outreach.

I highly encourage you to join a BDS-affiliated org, but if for whatever reason you can't, then these are concrete and actionable steps you can take.

Again, for more information about BDS and Israeli Apartheid Week, you check in with the official BDS website.

#free palestine #palestine #israel #gaza #bds #boycott divest sanction #i'll set this up to be queued throughout feb/mar #and i'll also be sharing more BDS info/campaigns on this blog

[murderousink23]

04/26/2023 is Frontier Guards Day 🇦🇲, Day of Remembrance of the Chernobyl Tragedy 🇧🇾, Denim Day 👖🌎, International Guide Dog Day 🐕🌎, National Audubon Day 🐦🇺🇲, National Help a Horse Day 🐎🇺🇲, National Kids and Pets Day 🧒🐰🐹🐱🐶🦜🇺🇲, National Pretzel Day 🥨🇺🇲, National Richter Scale Day 🇺🇲, National Library Outreach Day 📚🇺🇲, National Administrative Professionals Day 🇺🇲, International Chernobyl Remembrance Day 🇺🇳, World Intellectual Property Day ™️🇺🇳

#frontier guards day #day of remembrance of the chernobyl tragedy #denim day #international guide dog day #national audubon day #national help a horse day #national kids and pets day #national pretzel day #national richter scale day #national library outreach day #national administrative professionals day #international chernobyl remembrance day #world intellectual property day

[readingsquotes]

"Congressional interns and fellows released a letter on Monday accusing Congress of having “suppressed and ignored” a tidal wave of constituent support for a permanent cease-fire in the Israel-Gaza conflict.

More than 140 interns and fellows signed the letter, and 71 disclosed the number of calls and emails in support of a cease-fire that their offices have recorded. Those 71 offices (out of the total of 535) have received a total of 693,170 messages supporting a cease-fire since Israel’s bombing of the Gaza Strip began in early October."

But in spite of constituents’ outreach, most senators and representatives have refused to publicly support a cease-fire — and privately, the letter said, many senior staffers responsible for briefing members of Congress are downplaying the number and intensity of the calls.

“In some cases, Members of Congress are not being adequately briefed about the volume or contents of these messages,” the letter says. “In several instances, senior staff have deliberately provided inaccurate information about these data to Members. In other cases, Members have willfully ignored the pleas of large swaths of their constituents.”

...

“While we refrain from telling our bosses how to do their jobs, as congressional interns and fellows, we owe it to the American people to expose the patent malpractice of Congress,” the letter says. “We can no longer stand by while the voices of constituents are suppressed and ignored by their elected officials.”

The letter came together after interns and fellows in several offices witnessed senior staff downplaying the number of calls and emails supporting a cease-fire, one of the letter’s organizers told HuffPost. In his office, a senior staffer quoted a number to the congressman that was 3,000 less than the actual number of callers, the organizer said.

“It’s very deliberate,” he said. “They see these overwhelming numbers, and they decrease it.”

Capitol Hill Interns Accuse Congress Of Suppressing Cease-Fire Demands

The workers in 71 congressional offices have recorded a total more than 690,000 calls for a cease-fire, but most are "unnoticed and unheard," an open letter said.

By Molly Redden

#palestine #free palestine #us politics

[valeskafics]

"Revolution" - Modern Politician!Aemond Targaryen x Reader (AHS Cult AU)

Summary: Getting a job working Aemond Targaryen's presidential campaign is a dream come true. Or is it?

Word Count: 3,650

Rating: 18+, Minors DNI

TW: DUBIOUS CONSENT DUE TO POWER IMBALANCE, afab reader, she/her pronouns, profanity, innuendo, high heel kink, tiddy succin, oral f receiving, p in v sex, unprotected sex, daddy kink, spanking, office sex, aemond perving idk, aemond being weird

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Fire & Blood/House of the Dragon characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.

Comments, likes, and reblogs are never required but are immensely appreciated ❤️

When you received the email confirming you were accepted as an intern for Aemond Targaryen’s presidential campaign, you’re not ashamed to say you shrieked into your pillow for a good five minutes before calling and bragging to the rest of your friends. Working on the campaign trail is every poli sci major’s wet dream, let alone on the campaign trail for the one and only Aemond Targaryen. Young, handsome, charismatic - he’s the entire package one wants in a presidential candidate. The man practically has a cult following of loyal supporters, lobbyists, and fellow politicians, all of whom believe he’ll make an excellent president like his father Viserys before him. Some try to cry nepotism when it comes to how he managed to become the Socialist Party of Westeros’ candidate, but as far as you’re concerned? The man has more than earned his place in the political world.

You still remember the day Professor Otto Hightower, your thesis advisor, suggested you apply for the internship. He said you had one of the brightest, sharpest minds he’d seen in his many years teaching at Citadel University, and that he believed you’d be a perfect addition to his grandson’s campaign. He wrote you a stellar letter of recommendation, as did Professor Lannister, both of whom truly believed you’d be perfect for the internship.

You walk into his campaign office, a spring in your step, wearing a black pencil skirt with an emerald green blouse and green high heels. Are you being a bit of a kiss ass and wearing the boss’s favorite color? Yes, yes you are. And you don’t regret it, especially when he passes by the desk where you’re doing your outreach phone calls and gives you the tiniest of smiles as he eyes you up and down. He even compliments your work, something your fellow intern, Floris, tells you is completely unheard of. Aemond usually delegates his older brother, Aegon, to deal with interns. But after you arrive? He’s always stopping by for a quick chat, asking what sort of projects you’re working on.

It isn’t long before he promotes you to the position of his personal assistant, promptly firing your predecessor, one Alys Rivers, who gives you the cuntiest look you’ve ever seen another person ever give your way as she carries her box full of personal effects out of the office.

You fall into a rhythm of arranging Aemond’s speeches, meetings, running his lunch, his drycleaning, making his coffee, everything. Floris jokes that the man is completely dependent on you. And you enjoy the attention. After all, you believe in the ideals Aemond stands for. His looks don’t hurt either, though you’re careful not to come across like a blushing schoolgirl. You’re in your final year at the best university in the country working on your thesis, after all. You’re here to be taken seriously.

But it’s hard to keep your resolve when he looks at you like he does, like a starved predator seeing its next meal. As you enter his office, bright and early as usual, his gaze moves to your legs, taking in your exposed calves, down to your feet in those pretty emerald green heels. His lips turn up in the slightest hint of a smirk as he nods at you, accepting his coffee, beginning to drink it.

“Your 9AM is here, sir. Should I send him in?” you ask, glancing at your tablet, stylus poised to check in Aemond’s guest if he so wishes.

Aemond gives you a short nod, his good eye never once leaving you, standing up and adjusting his tie. You watch as his large hands move, unable to stop yourself from admiring the prominent veins on them, thinking to yourself that he must work out quite a bit to look like that. You shake yourself out of it when he tells you to show them in and nod with a “yes, sir” and turn away. As you walk away, Aemond’s eye runs over your body, taking in just how fucking delicious you look in that pencil skirt, the way it clings to your ass and thighs like a second skin. He lets out a low hum of contentment before running a hand through his hair, waiting patiently for you to return.

When you come back, you lead in none other than the most prominent lobbyist from the Riverlands, Larys Strong, owner of Harrenhal Enterprises. Aemond doesn’t have any fondness for the man, but knows he needs to win over some of the big corporations to get adequate funding for the campaign. Larys is quite rodent-like, if not in appearance then in mannerisms, he notes. Larys tries to speak to him about his mother, mentioning cryptically that they go way back. Aemond resists the urge to punch Larys in the face as you pour the rat a cup of coffee. Larys’s eyes travel along your calves to your feet, sitting pretty in those high heels. Aemond frowns at the way Larys licks his lips at the sight of your feet, quickly dismissing you. You give your boss a grateful smile and hastily make your way back to your desk outside.

Well after the meeting is over and Aemond has secured the support of Harrenhal enterprises, you knock on his door, poking your head in, “Can I get your lunch order, sir? It’s nearly half eleven.”

He looks up, meeting your eyes and nods, “Just a salad with grilled chicken like the one you got me yesterday, thank you.”

You enter his order, tapping away at your tablet. Aemond chances it and lets his good eye roam your cleavage, admiring the Seven Pointed Star pendant that’s nestled between your breasts. So you’re a nice, sept-attending girl, he muses.

“You’ve got it, sir, anything to drink?” you ask before handing him a file, “And here are the polling numbers after your speech last night.”

When you lean over to hand him said file, it’s like he can hear the whole hallelujah chorus at the view of your tits that you give him. He drags his gaze up to your face and clears his throat.

“Just a coffee. You know how I like it.”

Aemond watches the sway of your hips as you walk away, listening to the tell-tale clacking of your stiletto heels. He feels uncomfortably hard in the Armani trousers he’s wearing and thinks to himself how nice it would be if his pretty little assistant helped him out with the problem as he looks over the documents you’ve given him to review. Polling numbers are at an all-time high, he observes. He also appreciates the little flags and notes you’ve put into the document to optimize his next speech, giving an amused smile. An overachiever, desperate to please. Oh, he can definitely work with that.

He decides to take a second look at your personnel file. Political science major from Citadel University, top of your class. Young. Eager. Hungry. A big supporter of his policies. A slight smirk plays across his lips. You’re just perfect for him, and for what he needs from you. Having you on his side is certainly a bonus, and he’s considering letting you in on everything, especially if it involves getting you and that cute little ass of yours into his bed.

Around twenty or so minutes later, you return with his lunch, a bright cheery smile on your face as you place the bag on his desk, “Here you are, sir. Straight from the Neiman Marcus restaurant as requested.”

He nods, taking it from you and murmuring his thanks, glancing at your breasts again before requesting, “Can you close the blinds? The sun is giving me a bit of a headache.”

“Oh, of course,” you acquiesce, moving behind him to close the blinds, bending over slightly to grab the remote for them.

Aemond’s gaze trails down your back, admiring the curve of your ass as you bend over, thinking how he could just grab you and have his way with you right now. And you’d probably thank him, sweet little ingénue that you are. He takes a bite of his lunch, still keeping an eye on you.

“Your dry cleaning is going to be delivered around 2PM,” you inform him, checking your notes, “And you still need to sign off on the speechwriter’s paycheck. I have it here.”

“Thank you, sweetheart,” he watches as you preen at the term of endearment, signing the check and handing it back to you, letting his fingers linger over yours.

Gods, your hand is so soft. It would feel so perfect wrapped around his cock, touching him-

He struggles to remove the image from his head, instead asking, “I was wondering,” his voice is low, almost a seductive purr as he stares at you intently, “Do you think you’d be able to stay back for a little bit longer today? There are a couple of things I could really use your help with.”

And, of course, eager little thing that you are, you nod vehemently, “Of course. I’d be more than happy to help with whatever you need.”

What he needs, Aemond muses, is that pretty little mouth wrapped around his cock.

“Great,” he smiles at you before leaning back in his chair slightly, “Time for you to put those political science skills of yours to use and help me write something. Have a seat.”

You take a seat beside him as he instructs you, trying not to let your nerves get to you, “I’d be honored. What do you need me to do exactly, sir?”

“Well, I’ve been trying to draft a speech for tomorrow’s event,” he tells you, gaze trailing down to the exposed skin of your thigh as you cross your legs, “But I’ve found that I get distracted when I try to write it by myself.”

“Don’t you pay speechwriters for that?” you ask, a bit confused.

He chuckles, “Well, yes, usually. They’ve sent me several drafts of the speech, but,” Aemond pauses for a moment, leaning in to you as though he’s telling you a secret, “I haven’t been entirely happy with any of them. They’re just not… Passionate enough.”

You’re silent for a moment before speaking, “If I may, sir? I always thought your improvised speeches were the best. You’re so, as you said, passionate when you give them and it really shows that you genuinely care what you’re talking about.”

Aemond nods emphatically, “You see? That’s what I keep telling the speechwriters! They insist that they know what they’re doing but,” he trails off, “I just feel like those speeches are so clinical. They lack that raw emotion,” Aemond stares at you for a long moment before leaning in even closer to you and murmuring, “In fact, I wouldn’t mind seeing some of your impassioned words.”

You laugh nervously, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear, “I’m not that great at speechwriting. I’m more of an analysis and logistics type girl.”

“I’ll be the judge of that,” he replies, his voice low and smooth, eye moving along your legs as he looks you up and down, “So, can you help me with the speech? I’m desperate here, sweetheart.”

You take a shaky breath and nod, meeting his gaze, “Anything you need, sir.”

Aemond leans back in his chair again and gives you a little smirk, “Great.” He prints out something and hands it to you, his voice a low rasp as he explains, “I want you to read this and tell me what you think.”

As you read over the document, Aemond takes his time to admire you, watching as you bite your lip in thought. Gods, those lips of yours are fucking divine, especially when they’re painted red like that. Your lips would look so fucking perfect wrapped around him, eyes full of tears as you gaze up at him, choking on his cock as he fucks your mouth.

“This is for the steelworkers’ union speech?” you look up at him after a while, confused, “It’s so… Polished. No working class person will be able to relate to this. What were the speechwriters thinking?”

“I know,” Aemond nods in agreement, “It’s not real enough. I need something that people can understand. That they can feel.” You swallow thickly as he rolls up the sleeves of his Valentino dress shirt ever so slightly, allowing you a generous view of those damned forearms of his, “Can you help me with this, sweetheart?” Aemond asks, pulling your chair toward him.

Your heart thumps against your ribcage like a jackrabbit and you nod, “Well, we need to scrap all this political jargon. No one at the factory will give a shit about which big corporation is endorsing you or about lobbying overall.”

“You know your stuff,” he hums looking at the fabric of your blouse, how it clings to your curves in a way he finds entirely irresistible, making it hard to look you in the eye, “Make this something that will really speak to the hearts of the everyday man. That’s who I want to care for.”

He watches you as you work on the speech, your perfectly manicured red nails tapping away at the keyboard as you question him about the major points he wishes to address. He watches you work, the whole scene only making him want you more. And when he stands up to lean over you, caging you in, his chest against your back, he knows you want him, if that little shiver you let out is anything to go by. 

Aemond steps back and takes a seat in his chair, watching you print the speech out and hand it to him, beaming proudly.

“My best work yet, if I do say so myself.”

“I’d say so too,” he gives you a lazy, sexy smile that has you weak in the knees. He puts on his glasses and reads over the speech, running a hand through his hair, looking over it with a critical eye, “I like what you’ve done with it, love. The language is clearer and the wording is so much more impactful.”

He practices the speech with you as his only audience member, and you are amazed at his eloquence and the delivery of the speech itself, so much so that you can’t help clapping as he finishes and telling him, “You’re an incredible orator, sir. Just as charismatic as Obama, if I’m being completely honest.”

Aemond smirks, the way you look at him with earnest admiration making him feel more aroused than ever, “You’re just stroking my ego, sweetheart.”

“Westeros needs someone like you,” you insist, “Someone not afraid of making tough choices.”

He chuckles, eyeing you up and down once more before questioning, “Do you think I can count on your vote then?”

“Of course,” you grin brightly, “I already mailed in.”

“Good girl.”

You shiver slightly at his words. Why did that excite you so much? And then? He reaches toward you, tucking that errant strand of hair that keeps getting loose behind your ear, allowing his fingertips to graze your cheek.

“You know,” he lowers his voice, “Practicing that speech got me all riled up. And I was wondering,” he whispers in your ear, “Can my good girl help me out with that?”

Your breath catches in your throat as you look at the handsome, almost godlike man before you and nod silently. You gasp as he pulls you to your feet, and in one fluid movement, shoves everything off of his desk. That’s going to be a bitch to clean up later, but you can’t bring yourself to care as he manhandles you onto the desk so that you’re facing him.

“My good girl,” he coos as he presses a kiss to your ankle, up along your leg to your thigh, “Taste so sweet. Is that for me, love?”

You nod, watching with wide eyes as he hikes your skirt up to your waist and admires the pretty white lace panties you have on. He slides them down your legs, bringing them up to his nose and inhaling deeply, a sight which should not turn you on as much as it does, before putting them in his pocket. You let out a yelp of surprises as he pushes you to lay down on your back and buries his face between your thighs, hiking your legs up over his shoulder as his tongue delves into your pussy, moving in and out at a near furious pace. You whine pathetically as your hand wraps itself in his hair, tugging slightly, keeping him close to you, not that he has any intention of pulling away until you come all over his tongue. Aemond lets out a low moan at the way your stilettos poke his shoulders, his large hands groping and squeezing the flesh of your thighs as he alternates between suckling at your clit and lapping at your folds, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. You feel the muscles of your abdomen getting tighter and tighter the closer you get, hips rolling against him as he rubs his nose against your clit, tongue moving in and out of you, tasting every part of you over and over and over until suddenly, you’re crying out his name and spilling yourself against his tongue.

Aemond pulls away to practically rip open your blouse, kissing your lower stomach, your navel, up to your breasts over the flimsy lace fabric of your bra. He makes quick work of that too, unclasping it and tossing it aside, cupping one of your tits while he takes the other in his mouth, rolling the pert bud between his lips, tongue ravishing it with attention, teeth grazing against it until it pebbles at his touch. You grab onto the desk desperately for support, letting out a sharp breath of relief as he backs away only to throw your head back against the wood as he sheathes himself inside you.

Aemond’s cock is long and thick and so veiny as he lets it drag against your walls, pulling out only to slap your clit with his cockhead. You let out a whimper that just makes him want to hear it again, so he repeats his action again, then again, laughing at how pliant and desperate you are under him.

“Such a good girl for me,” he purrs, “Desperate for my cock, hm?”

“Yes, sir,” you nearly sob as he pushes inside you, “Fuck, fuck, fuck-”

You let out a cry as he lets a light slap land against your clit, “Watch your language, pretty girl. Want you to keep being a good girl and let Daddy fuck you.”

You nod breathlessly, back arching up off the desk as Aemond fucks into you with an intensity that’s almost too much to handle. He watches as your breasts bounce with every thrust of his hips against yours, admiring the way his cock disappears in your folds, the noises of lust that escape your lips.

“Come on, beg Daddy to fuck you,” he growls, increasing his pace, thumb pressing down on your clit, rubbing slightly.

“Please, Daddy, fuck me,” you mewl, legs wrapped around his waist as he snaps his hips against yours, the tip of his cock hitting that sweet spot deep inside you and making you let out a wanton sob of, “Yes, fuck! Right there, Daddy, please!”

He increases his efforts, admiring the way you stare up at him, eyes glassy with tears as he fucks you, mascara and eyeliner running down your face in a way that shows he’s completely ruined you. He chuckles, leaning in to press his lips to yours, tongue massaging yours before moving to nip at your jaw, then your neck, then down to your tits again. You feel yourself getting closer and closer until suddenly, you spill yourself for the second time.

Aemond gives you no time to bask in the afterglow of your orgasm, instead, pulling out and flipping you over on the desk so that you’re bent over it and he begins fucking you from behind. You moan “Daddy, please” over and over as he hits you from this new angle, letting those large hands of his fly against your ass, admiring the way your flesh jiggles against his touch. He spanks your ass over and over, smirking at the way you moan at his touch, squeezing around him tight, bringing him closer and closer to his peak until he spills himself inside you, your own climax following soon after.

He stands up and adjusts his pants, helping you to your feet and smirking at the fact that your shirt, your hair, your makeup are all ruined.

“Well, now that you’re mine,” Aemond says, running a hand through your hair, placing one of his spare around your shoulders, buttoning it up for you, “You get to learn all about what’s really going on here.”

Aemond beckons you to follow him and pulls a book from his bookshelf, a secret passageway opening that he pulls you along into, the bookshelf closing behind you. You follow Aemond on shaky legs, still unsure of what’s happening until you get to a dark room, lit only by candles. There are hundreds, no, thousands of people down here, all dressed in black robes, their faces covered, as they wait for Aemond to stand at the podium before them, you by his side. They applaud fervently at his arrival and Aemond just smirks, gesturing for them to quiet down before grabbing the microphone and speaking.

“Thank you, my loyal followers, for coming. The time for our revolution is almost at hand. I am about to win the election and it’s all thanks to this girl,” he takes you by the hand, “I introduce to you the goddess of your new Westeros, my future queen.”

Oh. Shit.

#aemond targaryen x reader #aemond targaryen #aemond x reader #aemond targaryen x you #aemond x you #aemond fic #aemond x fem!reader #aemond targaryen x y/n #prince aemond #prince aemond targaryen #prince aemond x reader #house of the dragon #my writing #modern!aemond x reader #modern!aemond x you #halloween fic #ahs au #aemond oneshot #modern!aemond oneshot

[don-lichterman]

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[pumpkinpaix]

Regarding #EndOTWRacism’s summaries of 2023 OTW Board election candidate positions

Before I begin, let me say now that while I am a volunteer with the OTW, my views are personal and should not be taken as any kind of official statement from the org, its leadership, or other volunteers, especially not the candidates in question. My focus here is on the Asian candidates for obvious reasons, but this post is not meant as endorsement or disavowal of any of the candidates, whose bios and platforms can all be read here.

Do not take this as an excuse harass the mods running EOTWR. I cannot make myself clearer.

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I am making this post to express my extreme disappointment with End OTW Racism’s post purporting to summarize the platforms of the candidates for the upcoming Board elections. It is no longer rebloggable, but can be read here.

The way that the candidates with Asian names were spoken of is deeply insulting when compared with how candidates with English-language names were discussed. Asian candidates had their platforms misrepresented, their expertise downplayed, and their lived experiences reduced down to “bringing an international presence” to the board, which was then further caveated with, “diversity alone is not going to solve the issue of racist harassment currently allowed in the OTW’s policies and enforcement practice”. While it is true that diversity alone is not a solution, it’s pretty offensive to essentially have “remember! Just because they aren’t white doesn’t mean you should vote for them!” tacked on to one of the Asian candidates’ platforms. 

End OTW Racism seems more concerned with whether or not candidates used the buzzwords they wanted to hear rather than with how racism is discussed holistically within the statements. While I can appreciate that EOTWR has a specific agenda, to say things like, “[s]he does not mention racism, racist harassment, or hiring a DEI consultant in her platform, so outside the outreach and support she mentions, there is not enough for us to conclude that these would be priorities for her” regarding Zixin Z.’s position, directly following the statement, “[s]he also mentions the need for outreach towards non-English-speaking fans and has a desire to provide support to volunteers from minority groups” is fucking laughable, especially after the initial mistake of stating that Zixin Z. only wanted to do more outreach to Chinese-speaking fans. Again, I understand that people make mistakes and that this mistake has since been corrected, but I hope it prompts some reflection on the sort of biases that would lead to such a mistake in the first place. It may have been completely innocuous, but in charged discussions about racism, please understand that it gives an impression that is difficult to shake. I do thank you for not trying to hide that this happened. 

Why is Anh P.’s lack of discussion on TOS/PAC a point against her, while Zixin Z.’s years of experience on PAC, her role as a mod on Weibo, and her background in nonprofits don’t even warrant a mention? For that matter, why did none of the Asian candidates’ skills or experience warrant mention? Qiao C. and Zixin Z. have both been volunteers with the organization for several years now, and Anh P. has years of moderation and volunteer experience elsewhere prior to her work with the OTW.

It is so fucking frustrating that despite each one of these candidates specifically talking about the need for diverse voices, they had their platforms essentially passed over because they didn’t use the right words, and it is particularly fucking aggravating to see that EOTWR will use Chinese issues as props when trying to press OTW leadership on the racism that occurs within the org, but then completely fail to connect the dots on why these candidates are running because the wrong language was used. Zixin Z. is one of the Weibo mods, for fuck’s sake. 

The entire post feels like an exercise in virtue signalling, from every time it was brought up that a candidate did not provide pronouns in their platform statements, despite every one of them having pronouns provided in their bios (why mention this detail at all? You could have simply used the pronouns), to what felt like willful obliviousness to the anti-racism stances in the Asian candidates’ platforms. It feels like the concern starts and ends with racism in Anglophone terms, on Anglophone terms.

I can respect the driving ideas behind EOTWR, even if I disagree with the way that EOTWR pursues their goals. I do believe that we want the same things in the end, and therefore chose not to interact with the many posts I have seen about the protest. However, I saw the summary post and could not let it pass without speaking.

For a protest group supposedly dedicated to ending racism in the OTW, this felt incredibly hypocritical, conscious bias or not. In my most charitable frame of mind, I can see this as misjudging and overcorrecting to ensure that there was no favoritism shown to the obvious non-white candidates lest EOTWR be accused of tokenizing– again, it is true, that diversity in and of itself is not a solution to racism. 

In my least charitable and most bitter frame of mind, I feel inclined to wonder if EOTWR, much like the OTW itself, is uncomfortable with the lack of influence they could exude over an international candidate. It would be much, much easier to push their agenda forward with more culturally familiar candidates, particularly white ones. Guilt and public scrutiny are powerful weapons and easy to wield against those with perceived privilege in our current atmosphere, often to the detriment of the actual discussion at hand in my experience. I know that’s cynical. It’s hard not to be. (For clarity's sake: I do not know the other candidates' races. This is a hypothetical.)

This isn’t a demand for an apology. I think we fetishize the capital-A Apology to the point where I find them sort of meaningless unless they are given freely. I don’t need EOTWR to agree with me, and I don’t really want to keep talking about it. Rather, I would prefer that EOTWR take action to do better as they continue in their campaign. What that action is is their decision. If they truly mean to stand against racism in the OTW, then I’d like them to demonstrate it.

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DO NOT HARASS EOTWR MODS. I AM FUCKING SERIOUS ABOUT THIS.

#endotwracism #votetoendotwracism #organization for transformative works #otw #ao3 #archive of our own #fandom #otw board #otw elections #discourse #racism #end otw racism #i'm so so sorry everyone #but i'm upset i really am. #mine #mymeta #i guess. #i mean it i don't really want to talk more about it okay. i will probably mute this post #even if i reblog it a few times #long post #statistically average

[unionize-aromantically]

Asexual websites:

https://taaap.org/ The Aro Ace advocacy project. A US based advocacy project with events and info and so on.

https://azejournal.com/ Aze Journal is an aro, ace and agender journal with multiple mediums, but mostly writing (poetry, essays). People submit responses to a theme. Entirely free.

AVEN is an online asexuality forum.

Asexual Outreach is a canada-based organization that organizes ace week and is behind the organization aces and aros that runs local communities, especially in the US, but also elsewhere.

International asexuality day is a website dedicated to said day that has global connections.

asexual [dot] net is a website centred around ace dating and finding ace friends. they also have a blog that's about asexuality

acespace.love is a dating & friendship site targeted at alloaces.

what is asexuality is a website about asexuality

aces.nyc is an organization dedicated to asexuality based in new York city. It has more resources

asexuality archive is a website about asexuality

Alberta Asexuals and aromantics is an organization in Alberta.

this is the sounds fake but ok podcast's list of resources. Sounds fake but ok is a podcast about being aro and ace.

#ink.post #asexual #international asexuality day #iad #asexuality #aceblogging #website directory #ink explores the interwebs

[hon3yteddy]

꒰ things that make nct dream flustered 🍦 ꒱

synopsis: flustered dream ? and they're all a bit pathetic in a cute way genre(s): established relationship, romance, fluff, stuff that could make you cry if you were just that tiny bit insane warning(s): insanity, cheese author's note: double post !?!?! i feel like my writing style is repetitive which puts me off

for mark it's definitely pet names. things like “love”, “sweetheart”, "darling” and especially “baby” but it has to have the “y” at the end. normally you’d say them so naturally, not thinking too much about it, mark on the other hand is a mess. a simple question could be asked with the additional “baby” at the end and he’s praying for strength as he tries to answer with incoherent words. he'll always try to argue that he doesn’t like it, but he’s in fact proud of the fact that he’s simply yours. it’s adorable to say the least, the way he’s simply at the palm of your hands, compliant to your words just because of a simple word.

if renjun catches you staring, he’s over the moon. hearing a “pretty” slip out from your lips as you admire him. you’re shameless about it, not bothering to look away after you’ve been caught. it’s more embarrassing for him than it is for you. your gaze is so attentive and so soft he swears he’s blushing and on the verge of passing out. he’ll give you a “what do you want?” but never gets an answer as you carry on admiring his ethereal beauty. he was never one for attention, and having your attention just seemed to have more of an effect. renjun's got such a soft spot for you - he’ll never admit it though.

jeno is a dead man when you feel him, but not in that type of way. you’re simply just feeling him up out of pure curiosity. yeah, you’ve felt the man a lot but you can’t help but poke, pinch, squeeze at his muscles. you’re practically in awe of his build. obviously, you don’t like him for his body only. it's just fun to just squeeze his muscles every now and then and watch how he reacts to your ever so curious touches. you’re soft and careful, but tend to be calculative, eager for a reaction out of him. you like how he’s shy under your touch, the way he tries to ignore it all, but you can tell, anyone can tell that he’s enjoy it despite his want to not do so. jeno's fingers fidget, his face turns away from yours to avoid your gaze, sometimes you can feel him become tense as you drag your hand along his bare skin. be careful of the power you hold over him because he might just lose all sanity.

your compliments have got the lee haechan ascending into another galaxy. he’s not necessarily flustered by your side comments, he’s actually rather cocky about it, whispering for you to say some more or pretending to tuck his hair behind his ear and bat his eyelashes at you as a joke to hear you laugh. yet internally it's utter chaos, he’s on his knees in tears, screaming in pure joy. he definitely giggles about your kind words later, trying to remake the whole scenario just to feel something again. he could never let you see how much of an effect you have on him with your words. he’s a lot better when it comes to the banter you exchange on a daily basis so he’d treasure your words forever.

jaemin adores it when you become a bit whiny, not in a slap deserving way. he’s normally the whiny one, begging for attention, a kiss, a cuddle, so when the roles reverse he’s simply gone and under your command. you want to hold hands, he’s dropping everything in his hands for you; you want to cuddle, he’s diving into your embrace with no questions asked. he gets giddy when you ask him for the most simplistic of things. he adores how vulnerable and cute you sound, whining for his attention, outreaching your hand for him to hold. it’s even worse for his heart when you’re doing it half asleep, calling his name as you lay side by side, asking for a hug to nestle yourself in. jaemin would do anything you asked of him, anything at all.

if there’s one thing chenle would say he loves about you most, it’s got to be your laugh. he doesn’t care if you don’t like it, every time he hears your laugh it seriously takes his breath away. he hates the way you’ll try and hide it, he loves it so much, and he definitely loves to hear it when he’s the cause of it. he likes the one where you’re fighting for your life in tears, laughing your ass off at a joke he’s made. chenle takes pride in them every single time. he’s normally laughing with you, glancing towards your beautiful smiling face. that is, until you're laughing at him. then he’s pouting and shying away. but he could never be angry for too long seeing you so happy. if chenle could, he’d get you to laugh everyday, simply because he loves you that much.

anything can mess with this poor boy’s heart. You don’t even need to be there in jisung's presence to have some sort of effect on him. a simple text message gets his heart flatlining. texting you has got him using all of his brain power to send the perfect text only for him to regret everything he says. he can be a bit more confident through the screen, using how you can’t see him act embarrassing in the comfort of his room to his own advantage. yet a “good night <3” has got the 6ft grown adult rolling around his bed, kicking his legs, crying and screaming into his pillow awakening everyone else. it gets worse when you send a picture of yourself just because you can. the rest of nct might as well just prepare for his funeral at that point. He’s just a lovesick loser but you can’t help but love him anyway.

jan 2023 © hon3teddy

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[zvaigzdelasas]

President Joe Biden’s approach to the ongoing violence in Israel and Palestine is fueling mounting tensions at the U.S. government agency most involved in foreign policy: the State Department. Officials told HuffPost that Secretary of State Antony Blinken and his most senior advisers are overlooking widespread internal frustration. Some department staff said they feel as if Blinken and his team are uninterested in their own experts’ advice as they focus on supporting Israel’s expanding operation in Gaza[...]

“There’s basically a mutiny brewing within State at all levels,” one State Department official said.[...]

The cable would come in the wake of Josh Paul, a veteran State Department official, announcing his resignation on Wednesday. [...]

“In the last 24 hours, I’ve been getting an immense amount of outreach from colleagues... with really encouraging words of support and a lot of people saying they feel the same way and it’s very difficult for them,” said Paul, whose departure was first reported by HuffPost.

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