local funding


Local Trust Fund Baby Found Accepting Bribes in the Form of Confectionery 

Taemin is a chocoholic! Which is a bit ironic because dogs can’t eat chocolate. Reminds me of the time Jumin wanted to make wine that cats could drink lol

Here something I was working on before stuff blew over – thanks for giving me the motivation to finish it – especially since it is a Jumin piece ;;v;; Oh it’s also related to this ♥ Jumin is probably bursting with happiness because he finally has a decent photo with his son ♥

I missed painting so I tried refining this one – same art style, just with more depth and detail :D I can’t have messy sketches all the time – I also want polished stuff for keeping ♥ 

++quick bonus page because why not :D it’s so messy tho ill just fix it this weekend hhh

Sami people persuade Norway pension fund to divest from Dakota Access
The Sami parliament, representing indigenous people also known as Lapps, has convinced Norway’s second largest pension fund to ditch the oil pipeline project

In an act of international solidarity between indigenous peoples, the Sami parliament in Norway has persuaded the country’s second largest pension fund to withdraw its money from companies linked to a controversial oil project backed by Donald Trump.

The project to build the 1,900km Dakota Access oil pipeline across six US states has prompted massive protests from Native American activists at the Standing Rock Sioux reservation.

This week, after lobbying by the Sami parliament, Norway’s local authority pension fund KLP announced it would sell of shares worth $58m in companies building the pipeline.

Vibeke Larsen, president of the Sami parliament, said the pension fund announced the move when she arrived at a meeting in Oslo to discuss Dakota Access.

“We feel a strong solidarity with other indigenous people in other parts of the world, so we are doing our part in Norway by putting pressure on the pension funds,” she told the Guardian.

The Sami – sometimes called Lapps in English – are an indigenous people living in the Arctic area of Sápmi in the far north of Norway, Sweden, Finland and Russia’s Kola peninsula.

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RFA+Saeran & V as Teachers (Pt. 4)


{Business Education (Marketing, Economics, Accounting, Investments - you name it)}

  • is strict af and scares his students shitless
  • 200% monotonous 
  • marks hard but doesn’t have bias so he’s very fair
  • doesn’t like it when students are late or looks untidy/disheveled 
  • his business projects, reports and profile examples are all cat related (mostly Elizabeth 3rd btw)
  • school field trips to C&R International public promotion events
  • detention consists of students creating new product ideas for cat projects 
  • has MC choose his tie every morning & still wears a suit even though it’s just a high school part-time
  • still manages C&R International (well I mean, someones gotta do it)
  • also Cat Club administrator - raises funds for local catshelters 

(Stay tuned for Teacher 707 :))

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With the country seemingly being destroyed from the inside out, and still reeling from the constant attacks coming from all sides, I had to figure out something to do. Some small way put something positive back in the world. So, I found something. Yeah, this anxiety-ridden introvert is going to try and organize an office team to bowl for abortion access funds in PDX. I know! Crazy, but it’s happening right now. Looking beyond Planned Parenthood, these local funds gather the money, make the arrangements, in some cases provide travel and shelter, for poor women who wouldn’t usually have access to these resources. How can you help? Go here and donate whatever you can to help us reach and surpass our $1000 goal: https//bowl.nnaf.org/fearofabitchplanet Thanks and much love goes out to @kellysued . Go get her comic, Bitch Planet, out now from @imagecomics . It good!

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Zombies are DONE!

You know whats boring? Zombies, zombies are boring.

Fast, slow, fresh, or rotting I’ve seen it all, dull. I for one will no longer be preparing for the Zombie Apocalypse!

What I am waiting for is for us to Jurassic Park the shit out of this world!

Hell YES! More action! More Danger! Who knows if we would still be the top of the food chain?! All you need is one mad scientist

 and …

We don’t even need to stick with Dinosaurs! Think of a world with MEGA-FAUNA! 




and even Giant Scuttling horror bugs!!

guh, that looks like it crawled right out of my nightmares! 

The time has come friends! cast aside the horror cliche that is the zombie and lets look to our own factual past for the chills and thrills we crave! Fund your local man scientist or just create your own art and stories! 

Shelve the Zombie! Bring on the Fossil Horror!

So what do you say?

“Run Through” Xiumin/You

uhhh minseokahs tagged me with this picture about a month ago, hinting at wanting a oneshot, and the first thing i thought of was actor!minseok. so…yeah. enjoy :)

(photo cred to luhansomechen–i’m pretty sure they posted the original edit that i used)

rating: sort of pg-15 for swearing and vaguely hinting at doing things that dressing rooms probably weren’t originally intended for. 

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For @sixpenceee @sixpenceeeblog
I’m not sure if anybody has written about this place before. According to local legend Disney wanted to open an amusement park in Virginia but couldn’t get the publics approval due to there already being two parks in the area (King’s Dominion and Busch Gardens Williamsburg), so they instead funded. Local group who wanted to open a Ren Faire themed park for a few years with the intention of going public with their endorsment if the park succeeded. The park did not succeed, in fact it was poorly managed and they were out of money within 3 years. Disney abandoned the project and the staff left with what they could get their hands on (evidence in the location shows people stripped any metal they could find). In 2014 my mother and I (whom both love scary and abandoned places) found the address online and took a trip to Fredericksburg Virginia. Along the highway is a clearance you can pull into and lots of no trespassing signs. From the road it looks like an ordinary stretch of land but if you walk the path for half a mile you’ll find a huge plot of land with over a dozen abandoned buildings. There are leftover signs, occasional furniture, and most of the staircases are still in tact. The crowning glory is a replica of a pirate ship that looks like it would have been a stage and is halfway submerged in the water. We had to cut our trip short (due to us hearing a road crew and thinking my car was being towed! Luckily it was not!) But we went back a second time in 2015. Unfortunately my phone was dead and I wasn’t able to take any pictures. However on the second trip we explored more of the insides of buildings. We found a room that looked like someone had lived their in the last few years that felt incredibly creepy like we didn’t belong their. We went inside one of the biggest buildings (which looked like it might have been a restaurant with the top floor being seating) and i got the worst urge to jump off the building and had to hold my boyfriend’s hand and climb so i didn’t jump. Overall the place is mildly eerie but not frightening except in select spots. I plan to make another trip back this year. I also have loads more photos if anyone wants to see them.

Imagine losing your virginity to Happy.

Warnings: Smut, mentions of religion (this is purely for the story and not meant to offend).

This is a bit longer than what I usually write. I wrote this listening to the ‘Sexy Beats’ playlist on Spotify and I feel like it kinda wrote itself!

You were a good girl; always had been. You were a preacher’s daughter born and raised in little ol’ Charming town. You went to church with your parents every Sunday and volunteered for every community event when you were growing up. In fact, that’s how you met Happy.

You volunteered to help out at one of Charming’s local fund raisers and were put on the Sam Crow stall. There you met Gemma. She was, in all honesty, scary as hell. She was all witty remarks, smirks, leather and lace in one small but powerful package. Surprisingly, the two of you got along exceptionally well. You followed orders well, which you think Gemma liked, but she didn’t treat you like some little church girl who couldn’t pull her own weight and that’s something you appreciated.

Some guys in Sons of Anarchy kuttes showed up with some boxes for the stall and you couldn’t seem to tear your eyes away from the guy with the pissed look on his face, toothpick between those perfect teeth and ink covering most of his visible skin. You tried to take sneaky glances as you helped set up, but the look Gemma shot you when she sent the boys to get more stuff from the clubhouse assured you that there was nothing sneaky about your staring.

“So, Happy huh?” Gem asked you, busying herself with some decorations.

“Happy? Well, of course I’m happy,” you felt a blush creeping onto your face as you stammered away. “Why wouldn’t I be happy?”

Gemma barked a laugh and shook her head. “That’s his name, sweetheart. The guy from the Club that you were checking out? His name is Happy.”

“Oh,” you said. “I was not checking him out!”

The older woman just shot you a smirk. “Yes you were; and it’s okay. God isn’t going to send a lightning bolt from the sky to smite you down just because a guy, and an attractive one at that, got you a little hot and bothered.”

The blush that had crept onto your face earlier was now in full effect, making your face redder than the roses at the florists’ stall.

“It doesn’t matter anyway,” you told Gemma, arranging the Teller-Morrow business cards on the table. “I doubt I’m the kind of girl that would get a second glance from him.”

Boy, were you wrong.

Gemma had officially introduced the two of you when the men returned. You gave Happy a shy smile and shook his hand. You saw his jaw flex and he looked you up and down slowly, devouring you with his eyes. You saw him gulp as he lifted his eyes from your body to meet your face. You couldn’t help but feel a surge of confidence after seeing the way he looked at you. The two of you flirted not-so-subtly for the rest of the day, then he asked you on a date and two weeks later, he finally asked you officially be his girlfriend.

Now, a little over a month into your relationship, the two of you spent the majority of your time together and you wanted to take your relationship to the next level. There was just one problem with that thought; you had never been on that level (while he had practically lived on it before he met you).

Growing up, you had wanted to save yourself for marriage but when you got older you realised how unrealistic that was for you. Still, you wanted to at least wait for the right guy and you had no doubts that you had found him in Happy. Not only did Happy treat you with respect, but he ignited feelings inside you that you didn’t even know existed. Now, you wanted to give him something special.

Naturally, you went to the Club’s Queen Gemma for help. She gave you a knowing smile and told you that she’d help you out.

Later that night, you felt like a whole new person when you walked into that clubhouse. Crow Eaters and MC members alike stopped and stared at you; Happy included. You tried not to let their stares defer you from your target, even though you were completely unused to this kind of attention and knowing that all eyes were on you (the outfit Gemma had put you in demanded the attention though) made you want to turn and go home.

Happy gulped, licked his lips and put down his beer to pull you into his lap.

“Damn babe,” Tig commented, taking in your appearance. “What happened to you?”

Happy shot him a glare. “Eyes off, Trager.”

“Easy boy,” you gave Hap a pat on the chest. You leaned into his body, pressed your lips close to his ear and whispered; “take me to your room, Happy.”

You pulled back and looked into Happy’s excited-yet-stoic eyes. You bit your lip, a nervous habit you had that turned Happy on before and was just making it worse now.

Without a word, Happy threw you over his shoulder (you let out an embarrassing squeak that you would deny in future) and Tig let out a wolf whistle as Happy carried you to his room at the clubhouse. He used one hand to open the door (the other was resting on your rear, keeping you firmly in place) and once inside he kicked it closed with his boot.

He set you down gently on the edge of the bed and stood back, arms crossed, to look at you. His eyes raked up your body from your heels (that were black and about six inches taller than what you normally wear), up your legs and the fishnet stockings that disappeared high-thigh under your short, tight dress. Your lips were a rich shade of Red Revival lipstick, your eyes smoky and your hair fell in large rings over your shoulders.

You wanted to squirm under his intense gaze, but didn’t want to ruin the confident, sexy exterior you had built up.

“What is this all about, baby?” He asked, after standing there silently looking at you for a while.

You looked down at your outfit, and this time you did squirm.

“Gemma gave me a makeover,” you told him. “Don’t you like it?”

Happy’s lips twitched up in a smile. “Yeah I like it, but why’d you let her give you a makeover in the first place?”

“I…” you stop to inhale and exhale in an attempt to calm your nervously racing heart. “I want you. I’m ready, Happy. You mean the world to me and I’m ready to let go of my virginity, but only with you. I thought that if I looked like this, well, it might help persuade you.”

You blushed and avoided Happy’s eyes, knowing how ridiculous you sounded. Happy took your hands in his and pulled you up from the bed and into his arms.

“Baby girl,” he said, a hand sliding up your back to toy with the zipper on the dress. “I didn’t need any persuading. If that’s what you want,” he pulled down the zipper, teasing you by trailing his fingers against the smooth skin that was slowly being revealed, “then I am more than willing to give it to you; no matter what you’re wearing.”

You gave him a small smile and kissed him deeply. He kissed you back with fervour, pressing his body closer to yours and pulling the zipper completely down, the only thing holding your dress up was the proximity of your bodies.

He pulled away from the kiss and let your dress fall to the floor. Happy’s eyes, filled with unconcealed lust, raked over your body as you stood in only your bra, panties, fishnet stockings and a pair of heels. You crossed an arm over your body to hide yourself but Happy caught it and pinned it to your side.

“Don’t hide yourself from me.” He ordered you softly, and you could only nod in response. He kissed you again and moved forward. You moved backwards until the back of your knees hit the bed and you fell onto it with an ungraceful bounce.

Happy was on you in no time, a leg rubbing between your thighs and lips sucking and biting your neck. You were his and he made sure to leave enough marks for everyone to see tomorrow.

You slid one of your legs up against Hap’s, causing him to moan. With a new-found confidence you repeated the action, only this time you added more pressure to Happy’s growing bulge. He let out a low growl and slid a hand between your bodies down to your panties. His hand found its way beneath your panties and he smiled against your neck at how wet you were for him. He gave a teasing stroke and a breathy mewl left your lips. Urging him further, he sought out your tight entrance with one of his long, skilled fingers. You bucked into his hand and he took the hint. You winced when he slipped the first finger into you. The sensation was new and slightly uncomfortable, but not at all unwelcome.

Happy whispered sweet nothings into your ear as he slid his finger in and out slowly, letting you get used to the feeling. His deep, gravelly voice was turning you on more and soon your wince had turned into a look of pure bliss. You were lost in ecstasy and didn’t notice him enter a second finger. He curled them, searching for the spot that would make you feel better than anything. He knew he had found it when you let out a particularly loud moan.

He brought his mouth to yours, abusing your G-spot with each prod of his fingers. You kissed him eagerly, wanting as much contact with him as you could have. You pushed a hand under his shirt, feeling his muscles contract under your touch. Your hand smoothed over his tattooed flesh up to his chest and then raked your nails back down his abs lightly. He threw his head back in pleasure and let out a lewd noise that you never thought you’d hear from him.

“I need you Happy,” your voice bordered on whiny but it only egged Happy on more; he loved seeing you so needy for him. “Please baby.”

He took his hand out of your underwear and stood up to pull his shirt over his head. You watched as his tatted torso was revealed. Your face flushed hot at the sight. Your gaze met his as he started to unbuckle his belt. You kicked off your heels and peeled off your stockings. He stepped out of his jeans and you took the liberty of removing his boxers, sliding on the condom and pushing him back onto the bed. He sat up on his elbows to watch you. You reached behind you and unclipped your bra. You pulled your arms through one by one and flung the lingerie toward Happy, who caught it with a cheeky smile on his face. Slowly, you hooked your fingers under your panties and, shaking your hips, you pulled them down your legs torturously slow. Once fully naked, you made your way over to Happy and straddled his waist.

He leaned up to kiss you, holding onto your hips to support you. As you kissed, you grabbed his hard member and lined it up with your entrance. You lowered yourself onto him and tears sprung to your eyes at the sting. Happy used one hand to steady you and the other to smooth your hair comfortingly while he kissed every inch of your face to distract you.

“Are you okay?” he asked you, the concern evident in his voice.

You nodded and started rocking your hips slowly. The pain eased away and was quickly replaced with pure arousal. Happy started to match the movement of your hips with small thrusts and took one of your breasts in his mouth. You bit your lip to muffle the moans that were trying to spill out of your mouth.

Happy used the hands on your hips to guide you, hitting the right angle to have you seeing white. You cried out for him to pound you there, again, harder, faster; all of which Happy obliged.

You didn’t think you would last much longer with Happy fucking you this hard and kissing every inch of your skin he could reach. You threw your head back and closed your eyes, crying out Happy’s name as you reached your climax. That was all it took for Happy to find his release inside you, shuddering with the intensity of his orgasm.

You let your head fall onto Happy’s shoulder and sat there as you caught your breath. You wiggled a bit so Happy was no longer inside you and rolled onto the bed, throwing a hand over your stomach as you stared at the ceiling.

You felt Happy get off the bed, heard him put the condom in the bin and then the bed dipped as he lay on it beside you.

“What are you thinking about?” he asked, studying your face.

You looked at him and grinned.

“That was amazing,” you told him and slung an arm over him. He pulled you closer and pressed a kiss to your forehead. “You are amazing, Happy. I can’t tell you how happy I am that I did this with you.”

Happy smiled and pulled the covers over your bodies.

“You must be tired,” he said, tucking you into his side. “We can have round two in the morning, okay?”

You beamed and nodded. You kissed him once more and then closed your eyes, ready for sleep.

“I love you, Hap.”

You felt a pair of lips on yours briefly.

“I love you too.”

Attention, all young women!

With the intention of raising funds for local charity, Gamma Omega Delta will be hosting a bachelorette auction this upcoming Rush Week. And while further detail will be announced on our school’s radio, this is simply an early call for all girls wanting to sign up as an available bachelorette. 

Please message me or any other Delta sister for more information, or to sign up. Keep in mind this is for a good cause, ladies! 

anonymous asked:

I just joined Crossfit and this guy at my box keeps talking up The Sharing, I think they're even sponsoring one of the local competitions. Which is great, I wish more charities would see how important it is to support fund physical fitness. Is Crossfit associated with your organization?

We’re not affiliated with any organizations outside The Sharing, but occasionally we will sponsor causes that need our attention.

Physical fitness is a community health issue, and as such, it’s very important to us. We also fund local art and culture initiatives, environmental protection, and assistance for needy members of the communities that we serve. I strongly encourage you to come to one of our centers and see what we’re about. I think it’ll be a good fit for you, and you’ll be a good fit for us.

general mills is a multinational billion dollar company, they could commit themselves to sustainable farming, they could fund local bee farmers, they could at the very least do basic research about regional plant life but nah instead theyre gunna run an ad campaign for cheerios sending people “”“wildflower”“” seeds

An ex-girlfriend crushed me without explanation.

Preamble: So a few years ago, I dated this wonderful girl. She was beautiful, we shared tons of interests, she was my best friend, we were looking at apartments together, the whole 9 yards. We even discussed the possibility of having kids together (a major first for me). The first time we celebrated her birthday, I hit a home run. She had lost her grandmother a few years priors to Alzheimers-related complications, its a disease that runs in her family and she’s horrified by it. We chatted before she went to bed the night before her birthday and after she tucked in, I went online and made a sizable donation to the local Alzheimer’s fund in her name and in memory to her grandmother. She called me from work happy/angry the next morning because she cried at her desk when she checked her e-mail in front of her coworkers. She said it was the kindest gift she’d ever received.

Fast forward a year, she ends things quite abruptly, and rudely without any warning, and in the months following refuses to speak to me to provide any form of closure. I also learned from friends that she started living with a new boyfriend within months after we ended. I was obviously devastated by this for a while, but then her birthday came up. I decided that I still loved the idea of donating to Alzheimers, even if I wasn’t dating her anymore.

That being said, I’ve still done the donation in her name for the past 2 years, and she’s gotten the email every year since.

Petty Revenge: Internet`s best petty revenge stories are here. | source

Our Only Night in Baltimore

The following is a story about the time I managed to trick a local lord into funding all the expenses our party incurred for the night we were staying in his town. This was the first campaign we did for any significant amount of time, and so this event comes up in conversation pretty often.

Me: Once we return to the tavern I walk up to the barkeep and say “Tonight! All the drinks are on the king!”

It basically went downhill (or uphill depending on your point of view) from there.

DM (Several in-game hours after the party gets started): Have Pyrrhus roll a Will Save.

Me: *rolls and fails*

DM: Jess (an NPC we met two towns back) walks up to your character and takes him upstairs with her. *my character did not like this particular woman because she did things like this to men and my character was a big proponent of freedom and free will, I pointed this out to the DM afterwards, he said that was why she had to hit him with charm person in the first place*

A few hours after this the tavern we were staying at ran out of booze.

Fighter: I take my sword and while riding an empty beer barrel I urge the crowd to another tavern whilst screaming “CHARGE!”

DM (Once all the laughter has died and we’re ready to here how things ended): By the next morning, Pyrrhus has started a fire that burned down three other taverns, and approximately one-fifth of the town was destroyed by the drunken rampages of Rai (the fighter’s player) and his mob of boozeheads.

It should be noted that my character was half fire elemental, I hope I don’t need to elaborate on why those taverns burnt down.


Girls&WomenToKnow: Mayor Aja Brown

Brown made history on June 4 2013 as Compton youngest mayor ever to be elected. She won by a landslide defeating mayor Eric J Perrodin and former mayor Omar Bradley. Before becoming a mayor brown have worked for change behind the scenes. In 2006, she  began working for the City of Inglewood, California as an Urban Planner.

 In 2009, she began working for the city of Compton’s Redevelopment Agency as a Redevelopment Project Manager. Where she was responsible for creating community benefits legislation, initiating community-led downtown revitalization action committees, overseeing the Agency’s urban planning and economic development initiatives, forging strategic alliances, and leading the re-branding and marketing efforts of the community redevelopment agency. Brown have created and implemented Compton’s Apprentice Program designed in order to create jobs for local residents on city-funded or assisted capital improvement projects. 

In 2011, Brown co-founded Compton-based Urban Vision Community Development Corporation (CDC), a non-profit organization dedicated to community economic development and youth development in the City of Compton. Urban Vision offers programs that aid in the revitalization of Compton.  

Brown have 10 years of experience in managing environmental site remediation projects for cities, which have led to the procurement and leveraging of millions in grant funding toward the reclamation vital land to local communities. 

Mayor Brown has launched a “12-Point Plan” to strategically advance the city of Compton. During Brown’s tenure as a city employee, she recognized that the essential components needed to foster a healthy, thriving city were either outdated or non-existent. She has made her “12-Point Plan” accessible for the residents to follow along with the progress of the city.


Brown graduated from the University of Southern California in 2004 with a Bachelor’s Degree in Public Policy, Urban Planning and Development. In 2005 she earned her Master’s Degree in Urban Planning with a concentration in Economic Development.
Brown is a Democrat
Sources: Elle.com, Vogue.com, Wiki, and LinkedIn.


ALSO i’m doing $5 digital sketch commissions since finals are over!!!!


They’ll be linearts + light color, probably. And most likely v small. Anddd probably not much of a bg (but i can do bg for $2 more. that sounds fair right)

$5 for one figure, +$2 for every added char / background / extra feature (unless we discuss which is also a good idea because i’m a fuckin pushover;)