#meeting agenda

[garadinervi]

The National Spring Mobilization Committee to End the War in Vietnam (Mobe), Mass Meeting, (meeting agenda), Lincoln Memorial Temple, Washington, D.C., May 16, 1967 (pdf here) [Washington Area Spark, Washington, D.C.]

Speakers at the meeting included Rev. James Bevel, Dagmar Wilson, Julius Hobson, Stokely Carmichael, Cherry Grant, Oscar Harvey, Rev. William Wendt, Stan Melton, and Howard Zinn

[asrarblog]

Ensuring Effectiveness of a Meeting – Asrar Qureshi’s Blog Post #972

[taylornation]

From the desk of THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT intern, the TTPD Board Meeting agenda. 📜🤍

See you tonight.

[royalarchivist]

Fit: Did I steal anything else before I have to go to work? Did I steal anything else from you?

Phil: Just my heart.

Fit:

Phil: Anyway—

Fit: Phil, Phil, Phil, Phil. Calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down. You need to calm down, you- I don't know what they're putting in the— Alright, I'LL SEE YOU LATER PHIL! YEP. I'll see you later! See you later.

Phil: [Cackling] I was like, "What's the thing I can say that would absolutely try and fluster Fit?" [Laughs] That's the first thing that came- [Laughs too much to finish his sentence] Yes. [Fist pumps] Yes. Just testing him. Just testing him. I wanted to see if Pac got brought up in the conversation, I wanted to see if he'd be like, "Hey, I'm- I'm sworn- I'm- I am taken—" I wanted to see if he'd say it, but he didn't. He didn't.That's interesting, Fit. That's interesting. Roommates, right? How far does the rabbit hole go on this one? Just roommates? Just roommates?

[mobius-m-mobius]

Maybe he wants to mix it up. Sometimes you get tired of playing the same part. Is that possible? He can change?

The Avengers (2012) // Loki (2021 - )

[dages-big-naturals]

modern au where Yue Qingyuan is the perfectly competent CEO of a multinational conglomerate who also spends 20% of his workday tenderly stroking door handles that marketing director Shen Jiu happened to touch

[bambinafangirls]

*talking to william reid*

spencer, pointing to penelope: this girl here is more of a father to me than you

penelope: i’ve raised spencer since he was a pup

[dreamgrlarchive]

what’s the impoartance of branding and how did you find your brand

Branding Yourself ❤︎︎

why do you buy lingerie from victoria’s secret and not target? why do you go to starbucks instead of looking for a local coffee shop? it’s the way these entities have displayed their aesthetic, values, and more than anything: THEIR AURA. they’re displaying a feeling that you can only get if you indulge in their goods and services.

when you carry yourself in whatever fashion that happens to be, imagine a logo plastered all over yourself. who’s attention do you want to grab with that logo? you’re showing potential employers, friends, love interests, what they’ll be getting when in collaboration with you. so this. this is what’s important about branding.

My Brand 🎀

i wanted to feel not only feminine in energy, but hyperfeminine in appearance… but with a cloak of sex appeal, maturity and exclusivity

i recently found and accepted that i am not “cute” aesthetically. i’m far more often seen as “pretty” or “sexy” and unknowingly working against my natural beauty archetype was hurting me badly

my color palette of midtone pink, black, white, gray, and nude/brown convey a feminine look while being grounded in minimalism from the neutral colors

sex kitten, video vixen, and victoria’s secret angel are archetypes/aesthetics i identify and get associated with often

i leaned into my result from vindicta’s feminine archetype quiz (the aphrodite + the diva)

i compiled a list of words i identify with and channeled them in my self expression and how i carry myself

studying my birth chart and infusing my natural traits into my essence with intent

all these things i’ve compiled over time and lots of trial and error to reach what i call #theprissygirlagenda (i can make a detailed post about this in the future)

things my followers said they associate with me, ie. “prissy girl core”:

louis vuitton bags, french tips, fur details, cheetah print, rhinestones, silk presses, fuzzy pens, rap and r&b, sexy over cute, hoop earrings

How to Build Yours 🎀

how do you wanna feel

how do you wanna be seen

what do you want out of life

these three questions will help you be able to reach a conclusion in conjunction with the resources below 🎀💕💗

What Even Is… #ThePrissyGirlAgenda?

My Guide to Making a Beauty Binder

Discovering Your “Vibe” 1 & 2 by @FILLEFATALE on twitter

She Is So Bougie Checklist by @babyphat05

Quizzes that Helped Me Develop My Brand

Vindicta Feminine Archetype Quiz + System

13 Feminine Seduction Archetypes Quiz

Tips to Enhance Your Natural Features

BabyPhat05’s Bougie Guide 101

Reinvention by @thevirgodoll

Walking in High Heels by @prettyvixenavenue

Pretty Privilege by @2pretty

How to Build Your Personal Brand and Self Concept by @femmefatalevibe

Tips for Self-Discovery by @femmefatalevibe

Understanding Archetypes by @femmefatalevibe

Knowing Yourself by @femmefatalevibe

Your Dream Girl Archetype by @femmefatalevibe

-xoxo!

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Okay but if mbj can't see beneath the baps how does he look at sqh?

He is Hoisted. Held in one hand, as he should be.

[incorrect-maraudersaandco-quotes]

Slughorn: You can't tell Evan and Barty what to do. I've been trying to do that since their first year. I remember when I try to separate their derks. Evan kicked me. Barty bit me. And some little punk kept saying "Leave them alone! They should get married!". Regulus: I was cute then, huh? Slughorn: Precious.

[ai-higurashi]

Do you think after the triplets first moved in, Scrooge was just-

[findafight]

I want Argyle to meet Steve in Hawkins and go "oh man. You MUST be Steve, that hair is absolutely bodacious."

And Steve is like. "???? Thank? You? Who are.... You're hair is actually amazing omg it's so silky smooth...I don't know your name. How do you know mine?" Because Steve doesn't think Jonathan would mention him enough to warrant this cool new guy to remember his name let alone recognize him On Sight.

And of course, it wasn't Jonathan who talked about Steve and his hair. Of course it wasn't. "Nah man." Says Argyle, "I'm Argyle. But Jonny didn't really mention you. My little hair care pal Ellie did though."

Because of course it was El, who Steve had tried to help with her hair after November of '84 and bonded over figuring out a style she liked that would grow out nicely, who talked about her friend Steve who was really good with hair, Argyle. His is different from yours but it is still very pretty. I think you'd get along. Maybe you can meet if we visit Hawkins someday! When Argyle had offered to braid her hair a couple times. :') and thus a beautiful friendship was born, based on hair care tips and the mutual love of a teenager who can mindfight demons.

[asrarblog]

Interactive Work VS Individual Work in Offices – Asrar Qureshi’s Blog Post #896

[pikachequito]

blonde masterminds and their “fated” teammate

[delusionalbitchinthehouse]

Mist and Alpha late night talk be upon ye. Their relationship is very important to me.

It's quiet on the roof. Getting there isn't easy, but once settled, Mist relishes in the sense of peace that washes over her. Tonight, though, she only gets two lungfulls of smoke before a voice cuts through the relative silence of the night.

"Got one for me ?"

How Alpha always manages to find her hidding spots is beyond Mist's knowledge.

"Die," she grumbles without looking at him, even as she extends the pack of cigarettes toward the fire ghoul.

The fact alone that he lights it without flourish tells Mist Alpha is preoccupied. That and the tension sitting heavy in his broad shoulders.

"You good ?" he rasps after a long inhale, voice always a bit veiled, scratching in his throat.

Mist shrugs vaguely, eyes finding a star and latching onto it. There's a long silence, an unusual display of patience from Alpha, before she sighs in defeat.

"Worried about Omega."

A gush of winds raises goosebumps on her skin. She should have brought a jacket. It becomes a bit more bearable when Alpha reajusts his stance and the heat he naturally radiates washes over her.

"Yeah, me too."

Smoke billows in front of them as it escapes their mouths, curling in hypnotizing shapes.

"...don't get me wrong, I love Terzo, I think he's a great guy, but..."

"He's human," Alpha finishes for her, "mortal. And Omega is not. I mean not really. No one's eternal, but us ghouls come close."

With a heavy sigh, Mist nods, lower lip bitten raw and stinging.

"Omega always had a big, bleeding heart. If- when he loses Terzo to human fragility, he's going to feel it with his entire being."

Alpha grunts in agreement. There is no way Omega won't fall appart at the loss of his lover, no matter the circumstances.

"Can't get too close to humans. Will just bring pain."

Mist huffs.

"Hypocrite."

"Fuck you, Secondo and I are just a thing of convenience, nothing more."

What a poor liar Alpha can be, when it comes to these matters, a tremor in his voice and longing in his eyes. Mist raises an eyebrow, tilting her head toward him.

"I didn't even mention him."

Shoulders sagging in defeat, Alpha runs a tired hand on his face, through his hair. Mist wonders if he still struggles to sleep, or if he stays up late just to catch a break, have a quiet moment to himself. If so, her presence doesn't seem to bother him; after all, he sought her out in the first place.

"You still having nightmares ?"

Mist tenses.

"Fuck d'you think i'd be doing here if I wasn't ?"

Alpha doesn't answer. Mist bites her lip, inhales, exhales, shaking off the guilt churning in her guts. It's instinctive, biting when she feels cornered, when a touchy subject is on the table. And if it was anyone else, she probably would storm off. But this is Alpha. The fire ghoul knows, and understands.

"Sorry. I meant, yes, I still have them."

Somewhere in the night, an animal screeches. A cloud momentarily hides the moon. Nightmares are terrible things, forcing Mist to face her deepest fears without being able to do anything about it. She doesn't remember when it started, but now she can hardly spend a night without having her own mind playing those cruel tricks on her.

Some nights, when Mist wakes up with the taste of bile in her mouth and torn sheets sticking to her clamy skin, she forgets where she is. All that she feels is how small and lonely she is.

"You don't have to sleep alone, y'know."

It's as if Alpha read her mind. A tempting offer. Mist considers, stomping on the butt of her cigarette.

"You'd hold me, sparkling ?"

The light tone she tried to inject in her voice falls flat, as does the nickname Alpha hates so much. As it is, he only hums and finally turns fully toward her.

"You know I will. If you let me."

The cloud drifts away, silver moonlight pouring once again on Alpha's face, highlighting the deep scars on his cheek, the days old stubles, the crease between his eyebrows.

"Alright then."

They stare at each other in silence for a while. There is something off with Alpha's expression, like he's trying very hard to school it into his usual bitch resting face. Mist is not sure how to word the question she's burning to ask.

"Do you- did something happen ? You look...upset."

The way Alpha opens his mouth in an instant, ready to retort, lips starting to pull back in a snear, reminds Mist of herself just a few minutes ago. But then he looks away, shoulders and chest rising with the inhale he takes.

"Got into a fight with Pebble."

"Again ?"

Mist isn't sure what Alpha and Pebble's relationship is. Most Siblings and a few other ghouls are convinced they hate each other's guts - and given the amount of screaming matchs they get into, it's a fair assumptions. But Mist knows damn well it goes further than that.

She knows they both respect each other, despite everything. She knows Pebble tends to seek Alpha's gruff approval, even if the earth ghoul would vehemently deny it and possibly comit murder if anyone mentionned it. Mist has keen eyes, and she can see that Alpha orbits toward Pebble much more than you'd expect. That he looks out of the earth ghoul and genuinely seems to care about him, in his own way. Their fights tend to get to both of them, no matter how much they try to shrug them off.

"...yeah. It's fine, we'll get over it, I just...wasn't even trying to piss him off, you know ?"

Yes, Mist does know. Whatever bound those two share, it's torny and full of knots, a difficult thing that's still strong enough never to let them severe it. She hopes the squeeze she gives to his shoulder is enugh to convey her understanding, all the reassurances she doesn't really know how to put into words.

It seems to be, if the way Alpha leans into it with the faintest hint of a purr is anything to go by.

Her musing is interrupted by a jaw-dislocating yawn.

"C'me on. It's so late it's almost early," Alpha mumbles, rubbing his eyes.

They don't speak of the fire ghoul's offer again, but when Alpha steps into his bedroom, Mist is right behind him.

Maybe, tonight, warm limbs will ward off the horrors of the night.

[goatsandgangsters]

#flirting