#barzan

[whirligig-girl]

Serahni, a Barzan Cyberneticist on the U.S.S. Cerritos. They’re so normal about the Borg. OC created by my friend Callisto @wisdomsavingthrow (star trek blog: @autistic7of9 )

[geekysteven]

Alien governments negotiate for control of the Borzoi Wormhole

[Image description Conference room of the Enterprise on Star Trek The Next Generation showing Picard, Worf, three negotiators from interstellar governments, and an anthropomorphic Borzoi dog with a Barzan respirator device]

[morelin]

Torri di Barzan

Le Torri di Barzan costituiscono un piccolo sito storico situato nel villaggio di Umm Salal Mohammed (Qatar), ad una ventina di km da Doha. Sono state costruite dallo sceicco Mohammed bin Jassim Al Than all’inizio del ‘900 come vedetta per controllare i territori circostanti, in particolare i pozzi. La Torre Barzan occidentale è composta da tre livelli ed ha una caratteristica forma a "T" considerata unica nello stile nella regione del Golfo. La Torre Orientale, Al Burj Al Sharqi, presenta invece la tipica forma rettangolare delle torri del Qatar.

[commodorecliche]

oh god I am so SO stupid. just signed up for the rugged maniac obstacle 5k. you know, cause I'm VERY stupid.

[filmjunky-99]

s t a r t r e k t h e n e x t g e n e r a t i o n created by gene roddenberry Barzan Wormhole, Barzan II [the price, s3ep8] 'There it is, ladies and gentlemen, the first and only stable wormhole known to exist.' - bhavani

[abalsh]

الجزء الداخلي من قصر برزان في حائل، شمال وسط الجزيرة العربية، كما التقطتها جيرترود بيل في عام 1914

The interior of Barzan Palace in Ha'il, north central Arabia, as captured by Gertrude Bell's photographs in 1914.

[quasi-normalcy]

I think that what I disliked about the 32nd Century worldbuilding in Discovery is that they kept just saying that such-and-such a planet (Barzan, Kaminar, Ferenginar, Bajor, Cardassia) joined the Federation and then...that's it. Now they just get to stand around in the background in Starfleet uniforms, like the Bolians of old. Like I get that the Federation is canonically seen by outsiders as a kind of totalizing, homogenizing force along the lines of the Borg, but...come on!

[galactic-academia]

A Good Rub

Rating: E, minors pass your way.

Category: F/M

Fandom: The Mandalorian

Relationship: Cobb Vanth x F!Reader

Tags: Flirting, language, fluff, massage (M receiving), fingering (F receiving), very brief oral sex (M receiving), dirty talk, unprotected PIV (don’t be a fool: wrap your tool)

Words: 5,2K

Summary: Cobb Vanth is the best Marshal Mos Pelgo could have dreamed of, but at the end of the day, he’s still a man and his back is killing him. That, you can take care of (loosely set before the events of TBOBF)

Notes: Alright, believe it or not, but I’ve been working on that for months, so I’m very happy to finally share it. I’m not used to write smut, but I did my best, please be indulgent, also I’m not a native, please, forgive my mistakes. Reader is described as a woman with breasts and female genitalia, but no further descriptions (if somethings escaped to me, please say so and I’ll correct it).

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«Oh, stars! Right there...»

He hadn’t meant to sound like this; needy, hoarse, it had been punched out of his lungs and he was considering himself lucky that this vulnerable sound hadn’t turned into a full moan. Still, he blushed as you immediately complied, pressing hard into the muscles of the Marshal’s lower back, then repeating the exact same move, but with less intensity, and again, softly - almost caressing - before setting on another group of muscles.

It had been your idea, you had started all of this - that he was sure about - but how exactly he had turned lucky enough to end up lying, half naked, in your bed; Cobb Vanth was still processing. Not to mention the fact that you were Hell bent on helping him to relax, thus the massage the Marshal was currently enjoying... A little too much.

Granted, it had been a tough day; Barzan’s flock of banthas having run off the previous night, as many people of Mos Pelgo as there were available land-speeders had tramped the Dunes Sea in search of the contumacious animals all day long. On the evening, Barzan had all his cattle back and secure in a paddock, and Taanti had treated the valiant sand rangers to a round of drinks on the house - even if he had grumbled in his non-existent beard all along.

Of course, Cobb had partaken in the searching mission today; led it, actually, he also had helped Barzan to steer his banthas back where they belonged after roaming the desert for hours, and he went to Taanti’s celebration, for the Weequay would certainly have removed the Marshal’s head from his shoulders if he hadn’t.

It was beginning to be late when Cobb had left the cantina. Quite frankly, there was nothing his heart desired more than just lying down and be unconscious for a few hours, but he still had business to attend.

«AWWww...»

Unfortunately for him, while still being in excellent shape, vigorous and strong as all Hell, the Marshal wasn’t as young as he used to be, as his back just had nastily reminded him.

«Hiya, Marshal.»

Cobb grimaced to himself - of course, you would be the one to catch him during a vulnerable moment - before turning around to face you, all charming, cheeky smiles, and pretend to scratch an itch instead of holding on tight to his crumpling vertebrae. The good sheriff truly couldn’t care less about what people thought of his persona, he hadn’t any time for that kind of bantha shit. But you weren’t «people», and even if he would rather die than admit it out loud, Cobb always jumped on any and all occasions to impress you.

«Good evenin’, my fair lady», Cobb gave it a shot, even if he knew it was useless. Hadn’t you knew him as well as you did, you would have fallen for his act, but you could see right through him - on this point, at least - and knew your beloved Marshal was still upright by sheer stubbornness only.

«May I ask you where you’re heading to on this pleasant evening?»

You also were at Taanti’s, you knew where he was coming from and Cobb was sure you were ready to bid everything you had on the fact that he was not heading home. It was a game the two of you had been playing for far too long, and you were still falling in each other’s traps every single time. Falling for each other.

«I’m on my way to she Sheriff’s Office, where a thing or two are still waitin’ to be taken care of before I can call it a night.» Cobb noticed your arms crossed on your chest and your head tilted in frustration: that was what you were excepting to hear and you weren’t happy about it. «But if there’s anything you need, just say the word, and I’ll be all yours.»

You let a little huff escape by your nose and turned your head to the side, breaking eye contact, but a half smile blossomed on your lips nonetheless. Yeah, putting a smile on your face, he never failed to. Oh, you did bite your lips to try to conceal your growing grin, but in vain. You couldn’t resist the Marshal, he always managed to make you melt. Giving in, you grinned freely and even let yourself go as far as giggling. And there was nothing Cobb liked more than making you go all bashful.

«Indeed, Marshal, there’s something I do need.» You held your hand slightly, inviting Cobb to take it and brush his lips across your knuckles like he sometimes did when he felt brave enough, or when the need to be close to you turned into an ache impossible to soothe.

«Ma’am -», and he did, he did lift your hand and softly, delicately, let the plump of his lips and the tingle of his moustache caress the thin skin - not of your knuckles - but of your fingertips, «- your wishes are my commands.»

«Truly?» Oh he should know better than blindly trusting you when you act all innocent and shy like that. But, what can he say? You’re his weak spot.

«Whatever you want, just name it and I’m your man.»

Too much. He had said too much. It’s the truth, not even disguised as a tease or a silly jab. He would do whatever you want. He would be your man, if you’d let him. And yet, Cobb can’t make himself regret his words, not when these instants, hushed, stolen, whispered in the dark, are more thrilling than anything he has ever experienced.

Never taking your hand out of his, you turned around to go back inside, «Come on in, then Cobb», and he diligently followed you, like he promised he would. The Marshal hadn’t paid attention, when he was outside, that he had almost collapsed under your window and, as you led him to your bedroom, where you left him to go rummage into the adjoining little bathroom, he tried to not mull on that thought.

«So, what’s the problem? Is there a sand spider in there? Somethin’ that needs to be fixed?» Cobb was feeling antsy, he was trying to not invade your privacy, but miserably failing at not noticing the soft, rumpled sheets, appealing to his tired body. The pillows were looking unbearably comfy and he felt a sudden pang of longing at the thought of lying there, entangled with you, his nose buried in the nape of your neck - or in your hair - and just breathing you in... However, a flash of pink got him out of his reverie as soon as he caught it; was it your dressing gown laying there, abandoned, on the bed? Did you... Shed it?

Of course she’s in her sleeping attire, you moron, not everyone needs to be dead on their feet to judge it’s time for some shut eyes, like you do!

«My problem is that you’re literally working yourself to death.» You came out of the bathroom in your night gear only - and this time Cobb didn’t fail to notice it - and gave him a towel. «And since you promised you would do whatever I want, you’re going to lie down and let me give a good rub to your poor back.»

The Marshal should have been ashamed - and he would, had he been in his normal state -  but the sight of you had short-circuited his brain. You weren’t wearing anything fancy, but it was light enough to be bearable on this warm night. Ample, to be comfortable, the exact opposite of Cobb’s pants, becoming tighter by the minute, just seeing how much your breasts were now free to gently bounce as you waved in the direction of the bed. «Off with your clothes».

That caught the Marshal’s attention.

«I’m sorry, what?»

All flushed and looking down, you still powered through your embarrassment, «Y-you take off as much cl-clothes as you’re comfortable to and you lie on the bed. I’m... I’m going to give you a massage. If it’s ok with you?»

Cobb wanted to laugh, manically so. You, the plump, young, soft thing, were asking him, the broken, exhausted, middle-aged man, if he were ok with disrobing and lying in your bed so you could touch him? What the Hell are they putting in the Spotchka, these days? But sensing you wouldn’t agree with him on the absolute fuckery of the situation, the Marshal just croacked a «Yeah, darlin’, that’s very ok with me», before starting to blindly remove his bandolier and his blaster. And the bright smile you gave him before going back to the bathroom made him tell to his screaming conscience to go fuck itself.

As you had asked him to, the Marshal got rid of his shirt and his signature red scarf, then his boots and - while he was at it - his socks, because even if he were still trying to convince his traitorous body to calm the fuck down, Cobb was very well aware that there were a few things unsexier than a man in his drawers with his socks still on. To his credit, the good sheriff hadn’t had the intention to take his pants off, not until he truly looked at them. He had quickly showered before going to Taanti’s, but the celebration had been a little wild for some of the villagers and one of them had spilled their drink on Cobb. His shirt has been mostly spared, but his pants had taken it all and they were now sticky and stinking of alcohol. There was no way he was letting that garbage go anywhere near your little nest.

That’s how Cobb Vanth ended up to crawl - mostly naked - in your bed. No big deals, just a nice massage from a friend, nothing to fuss about. If only the rest of his body could get the memo... The Marshal was bitterly chastising himself and grabbing for a pillow to rest his head upon when you finally came back from the bathroom.

«Comfy?», you asked, dropping off some items Cobb hadn’t had time to identify, before crawling on the mattress and settling on the back of Cobb’s thighs.

Certain the Maker was testing him, the Marshal managed to croak a pitiful «Yeah», before he buried his face into the pillow. That proved to be a tactical error when, upon his first breath into the material, your smell flood his nose. Cobb must have grabbed just the one you sleep with; of course he had.

«Alright then,» he heard you mumbling to yourself, «let’s do this.» The Marshal felt you wiggling against his ass and fiddling with the Maker knows what for a few seconds, and the tingle of the material of your loose sleep shirt on his skin was torture already. However, nothing could have prepared him to the feeling of your hands. They were warm and soft, and gliding unexpectedly smoothly over his neck, shoulders and upper back. That alone was very pleasant, and Cobb was almost ready to lose the battle against his body when something cool went dripping onto his back, making him startle a little.

«Sorry, this is just some moisturiser, so your skin won’t be chafed. Is that ok?»

Not trusting his tongue anymore and biting on his lips to contain the groan that was threatening to escape, the Marshal just made a positive noise without lifting his face off the pillow.

Satisfied with the answer, you went back to work, first rubbing with the palm of your hands, before getting your fingers to dig into the knots you found, applying pressure and steadily moving.

«I’m so happy you’re letting me doing this for you», you spoke so quietly, hushedly, as if you were afraid to ruin the moment, or to scare him, «You’re always taking care of us, we’re so blessed to have you Cobb... I hope you know that.»

Hadn’t he been down to his briefs, dizzy with pleasure and with your knees bracketing his hips, the good Marshal would certainly have found a way to evade your praises. He would distract you or simply find a reason to flee. Your kind words made him uncomfortable; he craved them, like he craved your attention and your affection, but once he had them, he didn’t know what to do with himself anymore. But here, trapped under you, with his brain flooded with endorphins... It wasn’t a problem anymore.

«You’re too good to me, sugar, I don’t deserve you.»

«You deserve everything and then some more, Cobb, let me be good to you.»

Somewhere deep inside, the Marshal knew he had put himself in an impossible position. You were there, showering him with soft touches and kindness, and whatever you may think, he was still just a man with an erection pressing into the mattress. Listening to you saying you wanted to be good to him wouldn’t help him to calm down, neither would the fact that you had now decided to give some love to his lower back, each movements of your hands pushing Cobb’s hips into the bed, forcing him to hump the sheets.

Some broken groans started to escape him, the Marshal couldn’t contain them anymore, not when he was growing harder and harder, his drawers damp with precome. Not when you were spurring him on.

«That’s it, here you go, let it all go, I’ve got you. Let it be good for you.»

Cobb was panting, trying his damnest to not squirm, to not lean into your touch and chase the friction your firm mattress provided to his cock, when it happened all at once. He felt your nimble fingers sneaking under the elastic of his underpants to access his lower vertebrae - those which were hurting the most - and kneed, sending a jolt of pleasure and pain up his spine and his hips grinding down against the bed some more.

«Oh, stars! Right there...»

No, Cobb hadn’t meant to sound like this, and he knew he should have asked you to stop, especially when he felt a warm burst of precome shoot from his throbbing shaft only to come dripping down, adding to the sticky mess he had made of his briefs, oozing through the fabric and into your sheets. But it was so good...

Lost into the sensation of your hands working his muscles back into submission, the Marshal unthinkingly grind down more violently and let out a sinful, purring sound... To which you echoed an answering moan.

It had been a tiny sound, a delightfully pathetic little mewl, but it stuck Cobb light lightening. He raised himself on his elbows and turned his head to look at you above his shoulder. There you were, still perched on the back of his legs, all flushed and dishevelled, mortified. Irresistible. One moment you were kneeling on the bed and the next Cobb had flipped you under him and was devouring your mouth like a starved man.

The squeaking noise you made when your back hit the mattress didn’t do anything to deter the Marshal, not when your arms immediately went around his shoulders and neck for you to pull him closer. It made something clench in Cobb’s chest and his hunger for you took the second place behind the absolute delight that flooded him. You wanted this at least as much as he did. You wanted him. The Marshal let his fever morph into something savoring and languid, almost teasing. It made you smile against his lips as you pushed one of your hands into his silver locks and let out a giddy little noise.

His heart threatening to leap out of his chest, Cobb broke the kiss only to set his forehead against yours, his eyes closed.

«You have no idea for how long I have wanted to do this.»

«Do it again, then.»

Your mouth went back to his, even hungrier than before.

«Please Cobb, please...», your breathy little pleas, whimpered between fervent kisses proved to be the Marshal’s undoing. With quick, efficient moves, he unceremoniously threw your clothes to the floor, before starting to cover your body with kisses and roguish little nips that make you squirm under him.

«’Ve got you, baby, don’t you worry. Look at you, all worked up already and I barely touched you...»

Equally playful and amazed, Cobb swiftly swiped his tongue across your nipples and started to leave  kitten licks on both of them, making you shudder and moan some more.

«D-Don’t tease! Cobb, d-»

«’M not teasing.» He totally was and hadn’t any intention to stop. When his gaze levelled with your navel, a devilish grin - the one that screamed troubles and that you loved so much - painted itself on his lips, «Just savoring my pretty girl. You’re such a treat, all sweet and soft for me, aren’t ya honey?»

He let his tongue slowly dip in your navel, then retreat back up, leaving some saliva pool in it. Then he repeated the motion, a little faster with every pass of his tongue, until he was fucking his saliva in and out your navel and you were desperately trying to press your tights together and shaking your head from side to side.

«What do you want, sweet girl?» Cobb asked, lifting himself up from your belly to grab your wrists and remove your arms from your face. His bright eyes turned soft upon beholding your own gaze: unfocused and watery, but full of want, «Tell me, baby, tell me and it’s all yours.»

You promptly released your arms from the Marshal’s hold - much faster than he thought you were able to in your state - only to clutch to his neck, smashing your lips back together. It was messy and without any finesse, but your eagerness made something primal and possessive curl into Cobb’s stomach. At last, between sloppy kisses, you managed to slur, «Want you... All of you, like you promised...»

Had he still been a young man, the Marshal would have made a fool of himself, already. Half mad with want, he started to babble into your ear while sliding his fingers under your panties to run them down your legs. «You got me, sweet thing, you got me. I did promise, didn’t I? Wouldn’t dream of breaking my oath, not to you. Open up for me, yeah? You took such great care of me tonight, now it’s my turn...»

His long, thick fingers found your mound, lightly grazing your clit before softly parting your folds while his tongue teased yours in a gentle caress, somewhat placating your desperation, slowing down almost to a halt where you breathed each other in. Then, without any warning, he sank two digits in your soaking heat, swallowing the gasping cry you let out. «So wet, baby, so perfect for me, always...» The twist he added to his move as he eased them out made you shudder, your mouth open in glee. «M’gonna give you everything you want». He pushed his fingers back inside, curling into you, again and again, as your grip on his shoulders became painfully tight. «Gonna ruin you».

You already were ruined, had been since well before he had first touched you, before he had graced you with a quick hug in thanks. But that, Cobb wasn’t aware of. The drawn-out pinning for your Marshal, all the little things you had shared, those secret smiles, those stolen looks, those quick winks and lips almost blood-bitten, collected like sanctified tokens and tucked in a corner of your memory for rainy days, they all came surfacing to be crowned when the rising tension in your lower stomach suddenly snapped. You gushed on Cobb’s fingers with a surprised moan he gladly swallowed, your legs wrapping around him.

When the Marshal finally left your lips for more than a quick, much needed breath, it was for lifting his soaked fingers from your center to curl his tongue around them. You were breathless - he always had had this effect on you, turned you into an anxious, but giddy mess each time he appeared in your line of sight - but not enough to prevent you from rolling him underneath you with a growl. You always were nervous around Cobb Vanth, but in a skittish way, bold and unpredictable, and you were pretty sure that was what kept him always coming back for more.

Eyes wild, your hair starting to look like a nest, you preened under your Marshal’s ravenous gaze. You only let him enough time to steady his hands on your hips before you started your own way down his body. You too - as Cobb discovered with bliss - could kiss and lick and nip and suck. Once again, he was the one to squirm due to your ministrations, but this time, he couldn’t stop his damn mouth to run, «Gonna be the death of me, baby. Always so good to me, so pretty an’ so sweet... Come back here, honey, let me make good on my promise, y-yeah?».

However, by the time he finally shut his mouth, you had reached the hem of his brief and were showering it in butterfly-light kisses. You waited for him to look you dead in the eyes before hooking your thumbs into the elastic and - at last - pulling his length free. You took him in, laid out in the warm, dim glow of your bedside light, glorious, gorgeous. The tough, cocky Marshal, tamed for you and for you only, awaiting your next move. You could have eaten him. Then you looked at his organ, proudly resting against his belly. You muttered an impressed curse and bit your lips, both amazed and a little thrilled, before you made the mistake to look up to Cobb’s face. The bastard was smirking down at you, fully aware of his blessing and truly pleased by your wonder. But then again, even if there was nothing you liked more than pleasing your Marshal, that didn’t mean you couldn’t be a little shit yourself. Still holding his gaze, you let your tongue peaked between your lips and gave a long, thorough lick up his manhood, even going as far as quickly dipping the tip of it into his slit. Cobb throwing his head back and biting his lips to try - and fail - to contain the neediest growl was a very, very satisfying sight to behold; but before you had time to lean back - fully intending to indulge into the writhing man beneath you - he firmly grabbed your hips and manhandled you - a hand coming to pillow your head as you hit the mattress - so he was, once more, on top of you.

«Sweetheart,» he purred, his nose nuzzling your cheek, his thumb barely ghosting over your parted lips, «You can’t imagine how many times I’ve fucked my fist pretendin’ it was this smart, wicked mouth of yours.» You snapped up his finger into your mouth, lightly nipping at it, because the image of this man touching himself to the thought of you was too much to handle. You needed to consume him, in all the ways he would let you. «But right now,» Cobb briefly replaced his thumb with his lips, «I need to have you». There he was, hovering over you, dishevelled, his eyes wild, hard and leaking, dizzy with want, half mad with the imperative need to make you his; and here you were, sprawled on your back,clutching at him with all your limbs to push him closer to you, chasing his lips and whimpering into his mouth, your legs spread around his hips, open and ready and wanting, and still, Cobb forced himself to draw back a little, to look at you and to whisper, «If you will have me?»

He would have stopped. Would you just have told him to, and he would have stepped back, helped you to dress and cuddle with you or - if you so have wanted - just went away and let you be. The decision was yours to take, so you took it; you buried your hands into his hair and led him back to your mouth to murmur against his lips, «Yes, Cobb, I want you, please... Please, fuck me».

Intense. You had thought about the best adjective to describe your Marshal, and there was no word that could make him justice ; but « intense » was the closest thing to it. His life was intense, here, at the far end of everything, where heat, dryness and almost everything that lives do their best to kill you. His work was intense, keeping the bad guys away from Mos Pelgo and making everyone’s problems - big or small - his as well. His wrath was intense, and you know he wouldn’t hesitate to kill in cold blood. His laugh was intense, loud and clear, springing right from his belly and impossible to resist. His gaze was intense, all seeing, even right trough people, but always so, so kind to the ones he had swore to protect. In bed like in every other aspect of his life, Cobb Vanth is intense, to your greatest delight.

It’s a tight fit, even soaked and open from your first orgasm as you are. Your breath hitched as the fat head started to breach your entrance. He’s barely inside, really, still, you scrunched your eyes close, as it would ease the painful pinch away. It didn’t, but Cobb cradling your cheeks in his hands and covering your face in kisses certainly helped, though.

«T’s alright, love, I got you. Just take it easy, yeah?»

Love. You’ve been trying to relax, knowing that, once the dull pain would have faded away, only pure bliss would stay. This term of endearment and the implication it involved, however, it made you clench hard around the few inches already inside you. Cobb’s features contorted before he let his forehead bump against yours, eyes closed and lips parted, «Maker, you’re so kriffing tight,» he hissed, lips blindly seeking yours, «loosen up a bit for me, sugar, or it will end before it had even begun, you feel so damn good...»

Gently, Cobb slipped his arms under your thighs, spreading them some more, drawing his hips back before driving them forward again, slowly, carefully, but deeper than before. Then again. And again. «Gonna make you take more, don’t you worry babygirl, gonna make you take all of it.»

You moaned, aroused beyond belief by the idea of being full of him and then it hit you: it didn’t hurt anymore. You opened your eyes to meet Cobb’s, the beginning of a smile starting to form on your face, but it morphed into a surprised «Oh...» when you felt the grind of his pelvis against you.

Cobb was downright grinning at you, «There you go, sweetheart.» For one moment, you were simply stunned, trying to process that you were, at last, being one with your beloved Marshal; but then he started to draw his hips back, painfully slowly so, before going back the same fashion. Lazy, deep strokes, letting you feel every ridge, every twitch.

«Does that feel good, pretty baby?»

It did; so much that your brain just refused to cooperate anymore, happy to bath in euphoria. Who needed to talk when you could just feel that incredible?

«Answer me», Cobb punctuated his growl with a deeper, harsher thrust, and the loud, unashamed surprised moan that fell from your lips set him on fire. «Mmh, it did feel good, but you like it a little rougher, don’t you, love?»

Your helpless mewl and attempt to bury your face in the crook of his neck gave Cobb all the answers he needed. He shushed you, kissing the side of your forehead, «It’s alright, baby, I’m going to take care of you». And he did, he pounded into you, pushing against something absolutely mind-blowing, hungry for your cries and moans. Ravenous for the pleasure he was giving to you. Each thrust made heat curl into your belly, tension gathering and rising, pushing you toward the edge. It’s going to be a Hell of an orgasm, you can feel it. It’s just there, you can practically taste it.

«You gonna come for me, babygirl?» Cobb murmured in your mouth, just too enamoured with the eagerness you kiss him with to leave it alone, even for just a breath. You nod, feverishly seeking his lips before he starts to speak again, «Come on my cock, sweetheart, let me feel it. Let me feel you».

The tension in your lower belly morphed, once again, in warmth and this is it, pleasure rolled into you as your lower muscles clamped hard several times. Somewhere into your dopamine induced haze, you heard Cobb grunt something sounding like «Oh shit, maker...» just before he fills you, his cock twitching and pulsing heat inside you. As you both tried to pick your breathing up, you let the very tip of your digits run silly patterns up and down Cobb’s shoulders and back. You could feel goosebumps rise in your path, to your delight.

When the Marshal finally lifted his head out of the crook of your neck, the gaze he laid upon you was so tender, so full of adoration that it took your breath away. So you just closed your eyes and brang his forehead to yours, not moving, only letting the feel of him all around you permeate your everything.

«Stay with me?»

You wouldn’t be mad if he couldn’t for any reason, or if he didn’t want to. Heartbroken and sick with anxiety, yes, but not mad. You would try to understand and let him be, you would downplay it as much as you can, you would -

«I don’t intend to go anywhere anytime, soon or not, sweetheart, I promise.» And you swear you felt him blowing out the restless breath caught in his lungs in sync with you. And you kiss him, or maybe he’s the one kissing you. Who cares?

«All well considered...» You know he’s messing with you, the little shit, but you still give him a betrayed glare. «I think I should go to the bathroom in search of a soft cloth to wet with warm water, don’t you?»

Oh, he wants to be like this then... Alright.

«But, Cobb...», you stutter, eyes filled to the brim with fake tears, «You promised...»

Fairplay, the Marshal took on his verbal defeat with an amused snort and a kiss to your forehead before living the bed to join the bathroom, making sure the door stayed open between the two of you.

In the morning, the little party of villagers Cobb had enlisted to help him salvage a moisture extractor that had started to sink into the sand in a farm not far from Mos Pelgo was very surprised to not find their Marshal waiting for them just outside of the cantina as soon as the first of the two suns started to rise upon the horizon, and even more to see him leaving your house, his shirt inside-out and hopping on one foot, busy to try to shove the second one into a recalcitrant boot. And you, dishevelled and wrapped in your gown, laughing on your threshold.

That, you know it would never change: putting a smile on your face, Cobb Vanth would never, ever failed to.

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[promptuarium]

DIONYSIUS [sic], son of Ammon, took up arms and drove Rhea and Camesenuus from the kingdom of his father, and kept their son Osiris for himself, adopting him as his son. He named him Ammon Jupiter, after his father, and Olympicus after his master Olympus, and he gave him the whole kingdom of Egypt in the 1948th year of the world and the 2014th year before the birth of Christ. After nine years, Barzanes the son of Sabatius was conquered in Armenia by Ninus. See Berossus book 5.

[stitching-in-time]

Voyager rewatch s3 ep5: False Profits

Another fun one! In general, I can't stand Feregi episodes, but this one was cute and silly, and I love that it picked up on a thread from a Next Generation episode. Yay continuity!

It was nice to have a comedy episode with relatively low stakes beyond the usual 'can this thing get us home' plot with the Barzan wormhole. Of course we know it won't, because then there'd be no show, so we just get to have fun with zany 'Ferengi scamming a prewarp planet' hijinks. We get a bit of B'Elanna and Harry science nerd duo, Chakotay stops being a bitch to Tom at last, and Neelix does a Ferengi impersonation, which is extra funny considering Ethan Philips actually did play a Ferengi on an episode of The Next Generation. The fight scene was a little ridiculous, since there's just no way they could have missed hitting Neelix with the swords when they were literally inches away from him, but the whole thing is so over the top, it kind of doesn't matter. It's all good stuff, and the ending actually manages to have a little sting in it when it turns out their good deed of rescuing this planet from the greedy Ferengi actually ended up costing them the wormhole and their way home. But Captain Janeway resolutely resumes course for the Alpha Quadrant in spite of it, and all's well that ends well after this silly little romp.

Tl;dr: A fun, goofy comic relief episode.

[star-trek-pop-quiz]

Star Trek POP-QUIZ #6

( 11 / 11 / 2023 )

Question 1. In "The Die is Cast", what does Garak say his reason for exile is? a. Theft. b. A political scandal. c. Tax evasion. d. Falsely accused of an assault.

Bonus Question: Which character in DS9 is directly responsible for Garak's exile?

Question 2. What weapon was Sulu originally meant to fight with?

Question 3. Which of these roles did Jeffrey Combes audition for? a. Ensign Paris b. Lieutenant Commander Data c. Constable Odo d. Commander Riker

Bonus Question: True or False: Jeffrey Combes has had the most roles in Star Trek.

Question 4. Which of these alien species designs were inspired by Princess Leia from Star Wars? a. the Vorta b. the Breen c. the Saurians d. the Barzans

Question 5.

TRUE or FALSE: Armin Shimmerman and Andrew Robinson once left set completely in make-up due to a hurricane.

Bonus Question: Which characters do these actors play and in which show?

Score: __ / 5 + 3 bonus ( answers under cut )

Question 1. c. Tax Evasion.

+ Enabran Tain

Question 2. Samurai Sword.

Question 3. d. Commander Riker.

+ False: According to most sources, this goes to either Vaughn Armstrong ( 12 distinct roles ) or Majel Barret ( a lot, including Nurse Chapel, Lwaxana and the voice of the Computer ).

Question 4. b. The Breen

( left: Breen, right: Princess Leia in disguise )

Question 5. FALSE. Armin Shimmerman and Andy Robinson left set in makeup due to an Earthquake.

+ Both are actors on DS9. Armin Shimmerman: Quark. Andy Robinson: Garak.

[whimsimarion]

So, I finished the "Athenian Mysteries" by Gary Corby and here's my share of its pros and cos:

PROS:

You learn about lesser known facts from the ancient world (specifically from 460s BCE - 450s BCE)

Nikolaos and Diotima are surprisingly likable protagonists and I enjoyed their relationship.

There are plenty of funny moments.

Nikolaos has a younger brother named Socrates who's the same famous philosopher.

Pericles is an enjoyable asshat, though a bit one-dimensional.

I liked what they did with Themistocles in Book 2.

I loved Nikolaos and Markos' rivalry in Book 3.

I loved Barzanes.

CONS:

The way historical facts are presented is as subtle as the way a tourist guide would present them.

The modern language and euphemisms the characters would use would end up granting after a while.

The writing style was mediocre.

Socrates didn't appear nor played as an important role as I originally expected when I picked the books.

[leohtttbriar]

i love several things about this: the immediately visible effect that a specific atmosphere has on her body, the way this moment is lead into by her talking about the effect of the atmosphere on plant growth, the way michael is simply delighted by the change in her eyes, the way she says "real air, real me" like "realness" is qualified by habitat or something even more complicated like "home," way the "air" is also somehow more "real" to her, due explicitly to its effect on her, the obvious comfort she takes from being in barzan atmosphere again, the whole intersection of biological realities and cultural loyalty, and yet again the idea that planets are homes for varied life in the galaxy that critters can't help but take with them wherever they go. even if it's a thousand years in the future.

[pluralzalpha]

Galactic Gazetteer: Barzan II

Class: M

Quadrant: Alpha

Inhabitants: Barzans

Affiliation: Barzanian Planetary Republic; United Federation of Planets

Appearance: TNG "The Price" (1989)

Fun fact: Barzan system was the location, in the 24th century, of the Barzan Wormhole, until it fully destabilised.

Another fun fact: unusual atmosphere means that Barzans need breathing apparatus off world.

Fun fact 3: joined the UFP in the 25th century

[brookstonalmanac]

Events 11.5 (after 1940)

1940 – World War II: The British armed merchant cruiser HMS Jervis Bay is sunk by the German pocket battleship Admiral Scheer. 1940 – Franklin D. Roosevelt is the first and only President of the United States to be elected to a third term. 1943 – World War II: Bombing of the Vatican. 1945 – The three-day anti-Jewish riots in Tripolitania commence. 1950 – Korean War: British and Australian forces from the 27th British Commonwealth Brigade successfully halted the advancing Chinese 117th Division during the Battle of Pakchon. 1955 – After being destroyed in World War II, the rebuilt Vienna State Opera reopens with a performance of Beethoven's Fidelio. 1956 – Suez Crisis: British and French paratroopers land in Egypt after a week-long bombing campaign. 1968 – Richard Nixon is elected as 37th President of the United States. 1970 – The Military Assistance Command, Vietnam reports the lowest weekly American soldier death toll in five years (24). 1983 – The Byford Dolphin diving bell accident kills five and leaves one severely injured. 1986 – USS Rentz, USS Reeves and USS Oldendorf visit Qingdao, China; the first US naval visit to China since 1949. 1990 – Rabbi Meir Kahane, founder of the far-right Kach movement, is shot dead after a speech at a New York City hotel. 1991 – Tropical Storm Thelma causes flash floods in the Philippine city of Ormoc, killing more than 4,900 people. 1995 – André Dallaire attempts to assassinate Prime Minister Jean Chrétien of Canada. He is thwarted when the Prime Minister's wife locks the door. 1996 – Pakistani President Farooq Leghari dismisses the government of Prime Minister Benazir Bhutto and dissolves the National Assembly. 1996 – Bill Clinton is reelected President of the United States. 2006 – Saddam Hussein, the former president of Iraq, and his co-defendants Barzan Ibrahim al-Tikriti and Awad Hamed al-Bandar, are sentenced to death in the al-Dujail trial for their roles in the 1982 massacre of 148 Shia Muslims. 2007 – China's first lunar satellite, Chang'e 1, goes into orbit around the Moon. 2007 – The Android mobile operating system is unveiled by Google. 2009 – U.S. Army Major Nidal Hasan murders 13 and wounds 32 at Fort Hood, Texas in the deadliest mass shooting at a U.S. military installation. 2013 – India launches the Mars Orbiter Mission, its first interplanetary probe. 2015 – An iron ore tailings dam bursts in the Brazilian state of Minas Gerais, flooding a valley, causing mudslides in the nearby village of Bento Rodrigues and causing at least 17 deaths and two missing. 2015 – Rona Ambrose takes over after Stephen Harper as the Leader of the Conservative Party of Canada. 2017 – Devin Patrick Kelley kills 26 and injures 22 in a church in Sutherland Springs, Texas. 2021 – The Astroworld Festival crowd crush results in 10 deaths and 25 people being hospitalized

[pooma-today]

The National UN Volunteers-India

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗨𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗡𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗗𝗮𝘆 - October 24, 2024

G D Goenka Public School, Srinagar, Jammu and Kashmir - The UN designated school in India UNGC ID: 481682

𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁: Model United Nations Convention 2024

𝗩𝗲𝗻𝘂𝗲: G D Goenka Public School, Srinagar, Jammu and Kashmir - The UN designated school in India UNGC ID: 481682

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𝗣𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗦𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗹𝘀:

¹𝗚 𝗗 𝗚𝗢𝗘𝗡𝗞𝗔 𝗣𝗨𝗕𝗟𝗜𝗖 𝗦𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗟, Srinagar (Representative delegates from 𝗥𝘂𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗮)

²𝗔𝗥𝗠𝗬 𝗣𝗨𝗕𝗟𝗜𝗖 𝗦𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗟, BB Cantt, Srinagar

(Representative delegates from 𝗜𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗮)

³𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗢 𝗖𝗜𝗥𝗖𝗟𝗘 𝗦𝗘𝗡𝗜𝗢𝗥 𝗦𝗘𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗬 𝗦𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗟, Allouchi Bagh, Srinagar (Representative delegates from 𝗨𝗦𝗔)

⁴𝗕𝗜𝗥𝗟𝗔 𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗡 𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗗𝗦 𝗦𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗟, Pampore, J&K (Representative delegates from 𝗚𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆)

⁵𝗗𝗘𝗟𝗛𝗜 𝗣𝗨𝗕𝗟𝗜𝗖 𝗦𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗟, Budgam, J&K (Representative delegates from 𝗙𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲)

⁶𝗝 𝗞 𝗣𝗢𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗘 𝗣𝗨𝗕𝗟𝗜𝗖 𝗦𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗟, Bemina, Srinagar (Representative delegates from 𝗨𝗞)

⁷𝗔𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗘 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟 𝗔𝗖𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗠𝗬, Srinagar (Representative delegates from 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗮)

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𝗗𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀:

▪️DELEGATES FROM G.D GOENKA

UNGA:

Delegate1: Hazikah Rouf

Deligate-2: Afham Hussain

UNHRC:

Delegate1: Aisha Nasir

Delegate2:Maryam Shah

UNSC:

Delegate1: Haya Fatima

Delegate2: Syed Dawar

JCC:

Delegate1: Barzan Javeed

Delegate2: Hibron Mehraj

WHO:

Delegate1: Noorain Fatima

Delegate2: Simra Qureshi

ECOSOC:

Delegate1: Aisha Khalid

Delegate2: Qubaisa Kozgar

▪️DELEGATES FROM BIRLA OPEN MINDS

UNGA:

Delegate1: Atufa Reyaz

Delegate2: Rimsha Gowhar

UNHRC:

Delegate1: Rafi Ur Raza

Delegate2: Arizoo Shafi

UNSC:

Delegate1: Ayesha Khan

Delegate2: Urwa Firdous

JCC:

Delegate1: Heeba Reyaz

Delegate2: Arooj Yaseen

WHO:

Delegate1: Ayaan Sajad

Delegate2: Syed Zuha

ECOSOC:

Delegate1: Khan Asmat

Delegate2: Zainab Khan

Escort Teacher: Ms. Aima Ashraf

▪️DELEGATES FROM MINTO CIRCLE SSS

UNGA:

Delegate1: Milandeep Singh

Delegate2:Hafsa Hilal

UNHRC:

Delegate1: Arsada Sheikh &

Delegate2: Basila Mehraj

UNSC:

Delegate1: Manpreet Kaur

Delegate2: Osheen Bhat

JCC:

Delegate1: Fatima Qasim

Delegate2: Ayat

WHO:

Delegate1: Tehleena Gillani

Delegate2: Numan Maqbool

ECOSOC:

Delegate1: Mohammed Ayan

Delegate2: Hijab Mustafa

Escort Teacher: Mr.Javaid Bilal

▪️DELEGATES FROM J&K POLICE PUBLIC SCHOOL

UNHRC

Delegate1: Zeeshan Ahmad Khan

Delegate1: Ahraan Farooq

UNSC

Delegate1: Amyra Ashraf

Delegate2:Zaara Khanam

UNSC

Delegate1:Basas Saeed Jan

Delegate2:Hayyan Syed

ECOSCO

Delegate1:Nira Sakeena

Delegate2: Hadi Hussain

WHO

Delegate1: Areeba

Delegate2:Shah Ifham

Seerat Ifham

UNGA

Delegate1 Seerat Toiba

Delegate 2 Zaid ul nawab

Escort Teacher: Syed Umer Fayaz

▪️DELEGATES FROM DPS BUDGAM

Syed Abeera

Falehah Zahgeer

Zaheen Ahmad

Ahmad Tariq

Mohammad Eesa

Darakshan Bhat

Hurain Khan

Sukhvinder Kaur

Mariya Fayaz

Azhar Mukhtar

Muntasha

Escort Teacher: Mr. Imtiyaz Ahmad

▪️DELEGATES FROM ARMY PUBLIC SCHOOL

UNGA:

Delegate1: Adwaith

Delegate2: Ronum

UNSC:

Delegate1: Mishka

Delegate2: Jagriti

ECOSOC:

Delegate1: Kashvi

Delegate2: Tejasvi

WHO:

Delegate1: Ayaan

Delegate2: Alyaan

UNHRC:

Delegate1: Adeem

Delegate2: Nirvika

JCC:

Delegate1: Idrees

Delegate2: Hayaan

Escort Teacher:

▪️DELEGATES FROM ARISE INTERNATIONAL

Syed Sehrish

Sara Jeelani

Mehran Bashir

Zuha Firdous

Adfar Farooq

Muhammad Mehran

Madiha Manzoor

Horain Hafeez

Anees Firdous Lone

Seerat Azad

Abdul Manan Bhat

Hazika Bashir

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𝗠𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗱

𝗗𝗮𝘁𝗲: 𝗢𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟰, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰 (𝗗𝗮𝘆 𝟭)

𝗥𝘂𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗮: International regulations on media accountability inconflict zones.

𝗚𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆: The role of social media platforms in exemplifying disinformation

𝗜𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗮: Calls for international organisation to monitor media

𝗨𝗦𝗔: International committee should be formed to check the biassed voting and financial account of media of everycountry to check if they are getting any funding from apolitical party

𝗙𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲: Should government have the right to censor media on the interest of national security

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𝗨𝗡𝗜𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 𝗛𝗨𝗠𝗔𝗡 𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗦 𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗖𝗜𝗟 (𝗨𝗡𝗛𝗥𝗖)

ʀᴇꜱᴏʟᴜᴛɪᴏɴ

ᴅᴀᴛᴇ: ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 24, 2024

𝗔𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗮: Balancing Human Activity with Environmental Stability in the Context of Climate Change and Environmental Rights 𝗦𝗽𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗼𝗿𝘀: France, U.K., U.S.A., Germany, Russia, China, India

𝗦𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀: Germany, U.K., U.S.A., France, Russia, India China

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗨𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗡𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗛𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗥𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀

▪️𝗥𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 previous international agreements such as the Paris Agreement and the United Nations Framework Convention on Climate Change (UNFCCC) that emphasize the need for urgent action to combat climate change,

▪️𝗥𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗴𝗻𝗶𝘇𝗶𝗻𝗴 the critical role that human activity, particularly industrial emissions, plays in contributing to climate change and the impact it has on global environmental stability.

▪️𝗔𝗰𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗹𝗲𝗱𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 the disproportionate effect of climate change on marginalized communities, particularly in developing countries, and the need to incorporate human rights into environmental policies,

▪️𝗘𝘅𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 deep concern about the increasing levels of carbon emissions globally and the lack of accountability among some of the largest polluters

▪️𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 the importance of international cooperation and investment in renewable energy to ensure a sustainable future for all,

▪️𝗖𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 the insufficient efforts by some states to curb their greenhouse gas emissions despite their commitments to international climate agreements.

Countries including France, U.K., U.S.A., Germany, Russia, China, and India hereby resolve to:

1. Hold world countries accountable for excessive emissions of carbon, with particular focus on high-emitting nations, ensuring transparency in reporting and adherence to emission reduction targets. (𝗜𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗮)

2. Integrate human rights into climate policies, ensuring that vulnerable and marginalized communities are protected from the adverse effects of climate change. (𝗨𝗦𝗔)

3. Increase investment in renewable energy sources such as solar, wind, and hydroelectric

power to reduce dependency on fossil fuels and promote cleaner energy. (𝗙𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲)

4. Promote investment in elect electric cars and other electric transport solutions to reduce emissions from the transportation sector. (𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗮)

5. Decarbonize industries, energy production, and transport sectors through the adoption of renewable energy, hydrogen technology, and carbon capture techniques. (𝗨𝗞)

6.Enhance climate resilience by promoting low-carbon technologies and strengthening infrastructure to withstand climate-related disasters. (𝗥𝘂𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗮)

7. Encourage bilateral climate partnerships and international cooperation to foster global collaboration in combating climate change and sharing technologies. (𝗥𝘂𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗮)

This resolution underscores the importance of collective action and mutual accountability

addressing both the environmental and human rights challenges posed by climate change

𝗔𝗱𝗼𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗨𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗡𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗛𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗥𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗹 𝗼𝗻 𝟮𝟰 𝗢𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰

Signature of UNHRC Chair

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𝗨𝗡 𝗛𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗥𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗹

𝗖𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗔𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗔𝗰𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗹𝗲𝗴𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁

This certificate is proudly presented to

Muneer Abbass, Aliza Wani, Aisha Nasir, Maryam Shah, Zikra Gowher, and Misam

for their outstanding contributions and exemplary participation in the National UN Volunteers-India Model United Nations Convention held on October 24 & 25, 2024, organized by G D Goenka Public School, Srinagar, Jammu and Kashmir (UNGC ID: 481682).

Your dedication, leadership, and commitment to the principles of the United Nations Human Rights Council (UNHRC) have significantly contributed to the success of this event. We commend your efforts in fostering global citizenship and promoting human rights.

Chair: Muneer Abbass

Vice Chair: Aliza Wani

Delegates: Aisha Nasir & Maryam Shah

Moderator: Zikra Gowher

Rapporteur: Misam

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𝗨𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗡𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝗔𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗹𝘆

𝗖𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗔𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗔𝗰𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗹𝗲𝗴𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁

This certificate is proudly presented to

Suhail Ahmad, Aamina Ma’am, Hazikah Rouf & Afham Hussain, Seneen Tariq, Burhan Shah

for their outstanding contributions and exemplary participation in the National UN Volunteers-India Model United Nations Convention held on October 24 & 25, 2024, organized by G D Goenka Public School, Srinagar, Jammu and Kashmir (UNGC ID: 481682).

Your dedication, leadership, and commitment to the principles of the United Nations General Assembly have significantly contributed to the success of this event. We commend your efforts in fostering global citizenship and promoting human rights.

UNGA

Chair: Suhail Ahmad

Vice Chair: Aamina Ma’am

Delegates: Hazikah Rouf & Afham Hussain

Moderator: Seneen Tariq

Rapporteur: Burhan Shah

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𝗨𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗡𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗹

𝗖𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗔𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗔𝗰𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗹𝗲𝗴𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁

This certificate is proudly presented to

Mehraj-u-din Mir, Sami Hamid, Haya Fatima & Syed Dawar, Zaib-un-Nisa, Maryam Mukhtar

for their outstanding contributions and exemplary participation in the National UN Volunteers-India Model United Nations Convention held on October 24 & 25, 2024, organized by G D Goenka Public School, Srinagar, Jammu and Kashmir (UNGC ID: 481682).

Your dedication, leadership, and commitment to the principles of the United Nations Security Council have significantly contributed to the success of this event. We commend your efforts in fostering global citizenship and promoting human rights.

UNSC

Chair: Mehraj-u-din Mir

Vice Chair: Sami Hamid

Delegates: Haya Fatima & Syed Dawar

Moderator: Zaib-un-Nisa

Rapporteur: Maryam Mukhtar

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𝗨𝗡 𝗝𝗼𝗶𝗻𝘁 𝗖𝗼𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗖𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗲

𝗖𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗔𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗔𝗰𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗹𝗲𝗴𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁

This certificate is proudly presented to

Ikram-u-haq, Nysa Qureshi, Barzan Javeed & Hibron Mehraj, Farhan Riyaz, Mareeha

for their outstanding contributions and exemplary participation in the National UN Volunteers-India Model United Nations Convention held on October 24 & 25, 2024, organized by G D Goenka Public School, Srinagar, Jammu and Kashmir (UNGC ID: 481682).

Your dedication, leadership, and commitment to the principles of the JCC have significantly contributed to the success of this event. We commend your efforts in fostering global citizenship and promoting human rights.

JCC

Chair: Ikram-u-haq

Vice Chair: Nysa Qureshi

Delegates: Barzan Javeed & Hibron Mehraj

Moderator: Farhan Riyaz

Rapporteur: Mareeha

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𝗨𝗡 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗵 𝗢𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻

𝗖𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗔𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗔𝗰𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗹𝗲𝗴𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁

This certificate is proudly presented to

Nousheen Hamid, Darakshan Bashir, Noorain Fatima & Simra Qureshi, Hibba Mirza, Tehreem Zehra

for their outstanding contributions and exemplary participation in the National UN Volunteers-India Model United Nations Convention held on October 24 & 25, 2024, organized by G D Goenka Public School, Srinagar, Jammu and Kashmir (UNGC ID: 481682).

Your dedication, leadership, and commitment to the principles of the WHO have significantly contributed to the success of this event. We commend your efforts in fostering global citizenship and promoting human rights.

WHO

Chair: Nousheen Hamid

Vice Chair: Darakshan Bashir

Delegates: Noorain Fatima & Simra Qureshi

Moderator: Hibba Mirza

Rapporteur: Tehreem Zehra

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𝗨𝗡 𝗘𝗖𝗢𝗦𝗖𝗢

𝗖𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗔𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗔𝗰𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗹𝗲𝗴𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁

This certificate is proudly presented to

Arvin Fatima, Sabeeb Fatima, Aisha Khalid & Qubaisa Kozgar, Bareen, Hana Khan

for their outstanding contributions and exemplary participation in the National UN Volunteers-India Model United Nations Convention held on October 24 & 25, 2024, organized by G D Goenka Public School, Srinagar, Jammu and Kashmir (UNGC ID: 481682).

Your dedication, leadership, and commitment to the principles of the ECOSOC have significantly contributed to the success of this event. We commend your efforts in fostering global citizenship and promoting human rights.

ECOSOC

Chair: Arvin Fatima

Vice Chair: Sabeeb Fatima

Delegates: Aisha Khalid & Qubaisa Kozgar

Moderator: Bareen

Rapporteur: Hana Khan

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𝗨𝗡 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲

𝗖𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗔𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗔𝗰𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗹𝗲𝗴𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁

This certificate is proudly presented to

Tauha Bashir, Shalizeh Asif, Qausain Qureshi, Sufaya Showkat, Mohammad Shaheer

for their outstanding contributions and exemplary participation in the National UN Volunteers-India Model United Nations Convention held on October 24 & 25, 2024, organized by G D Goenka Public School, Srinagar, Jammu and Kashmir (UNGC ID: 481682).

Your dedication, leadership, and commitment to the principles of the UN Secretariat have significantly contributed to the success of this event. We commend your efforts in fostering global citizenship and promoting human rights.

SECRETARIAT:

Secretary General: Tauha Bashir

Director General:Shalizeh Asif

Head of Committee Affairs: Qausain Qureshi

Head of Delegate Affairs: Sufaya Showkat

Head of Logistics: Mohammad Shaheer

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𝗝𝗼𝗵𝗻𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗣𝗝, Principal, G D Goenka Public School, Srinagar and the UN designate.