Sephardic Studies Program
🇺🇸 The Sephardic Studies Program at the Stroum Center for Jewish Studies has rapidly become a global hub for delving into Sephardic history, culture, and the Ladino language. Situated in Seattle, home to a vibrant Sephardic community for over a century, the program aims to preserve and rejuvenate the rich heritage of Sephardic Jews. Partnering with local institutions, it has curated the Sephardic Studies Digital Collection, a treasure trove of over 2,000 items including Ladino books and archival materials. Through research, teaching, and community engagement, the program fosters a deep understanding of Sephardic traditions. The annual International Ladino Day, a highlight of campus activities, brings together diverse voices to celebrate Ladino's past, present, and future.
🇪🇸 El Programa de Estudios Sefardíes en el Centro Stroum para Estudios Judíos se ha convertido rápidamente en un centro global para explorar la historia, cultura y el idioma ladino de los sefardíes. Ubicado en Seattle, hogar de una vibrante comunidad sefardí por más de un siglo, el programa tiene como objetivo preservar y revitalizar el rico patrimonio de los judíos sefardíes. En colaboración con instituciones locales, ha curado la Colección Digital de Estudios Sefardíes, un tesoro de más de 2,000 elementos que incluyen libros en ladino y materiales de archivo. A través de la investigación, la enseñanza y la participación comunitaria, el programa fomenta una comprensión profunda de las tradiciones sefardíes. El Día Internacional del Ladino, un punto destacado de las actividades en el campus, reúne voces diversas para celebrar el pasado, presente y futuro del ladino.
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midnight reign II Ana Maria Crnogorčević x Reader
masterlist I word count: 976
a/n: thank you anon for sending this request we hope you all enjoy it.<3
warnings: 18+ smut
The rain has padded down rhythmically on the rooftop of your new home in Seattle.
You still needed to adjust to your new life in the US, but when your fiancée got the chance to play here you couldn’t not support it especially not when the Euros next year would be in her home country Switzerland.
The outside noise helped to calm your unruly soul and focus on the book in your hands until you heard the front door open.
“Amor, I’m home, where are you?”, Ana Maria announced cheerfully.
“In the living room.”, you replied smiling. After all the years together it still excited you when she returned from a football game. There was a happiness in the footballer’s voice now which you had missed in Madrid.
“Hi.”, she greeted you still a little breathless, her blonde hair slightly wet and curly from the rain, the Swiss woman looked beautiful against the warm glow of the lamps.
“Hey, great debut.”, you told her warmly but didn’t look up from your read much to the frustration of your fiancée.
“Thanks. It was really fun. I only wish I would have scored but the ball just never came right to me.”, Ana Maria admitted as she let herself fall right next to you on the dark green sofa.
“You’ll score in time you always do.”, you tried to encourage her, as your free hand absent mindedly stroke through her hair while your eyes were set on your currently reading.
“Yes, I’m sure. I just can’t wait to finally score for the reigns.”, the blonde confessed moving her head to rest it on your chest.
“I understand that.”, you whispered empathetically. With an amused twinkle in your fiancée’s eyes, she took the book away from you.
“Hey, I was reading that!”, you protested laughing trying to get it back.
“You’re not even listening to me.”, Ana Maria shook her head firmly.
“I’m listening to you, but the romance was just getting spicy!”, you defended yourself.
“Spicy, huh?”, the footballer smirked.
“And very dramatic as well.”, you added with a wink.
“How about I’ll show you spicy?”, she asked you in a conspiratorial tone.
“You mean spicy in a non-fiction kind of way.”, you returned her question innocently.
“Exactly that.”, the older woman nodded in satisfaction. Finally, Ana Maria had your whole attention, which was what she graved all evening. The adrenaline of the first few minutes back on the pitch was still pulsing through her veins.
“I’m coming.”, you declared.
“Good because I hate waiting almost as much as being ignored.”
“I know I was in Madrid when both things happened to you.”, you remembered with a pinch of sadness.
The spicy romance book slipped away from the forwards hands and landed softly on the floor.
“Okay, time to shut you up.”, she decided determined.
Her gaze was trained on you, almost predatory. This was enough to make the throbbing between your legs start.
“Glad to see you’re back.“, you teased.
“Now come here.“, Ana whispered, her voice raspy as she moved closer to you.
You back pressed against the armrest of the sofa. You grinned at her: “Is that the moment where you’re stopping me from talking any further?”
The impatience took over, you finally wanted to feel Anas lips on yours, her hands on your body.
Ana nodded slowly: “Absolutely.“
And suddenly you got what you wanted. She pressed her lips on your mouth, hard and hungry.
You slightly parted your lips, making space for her tongue.
Simultaneously, you wrapped her arms around her waist, pulling her in until she was almost on top of you. You could feel the heat your girlfriends body radiated through your clothes. If your tongue wasn’t so busy, you would make a joke about her hotness.
Ana started to press her thigh between your legs, grinding and moving against you. You moaned into the kiss. You could feel yourself getting wet from her rhythmic movement but it wasn’t enough. It left you longing for more.
Your girlfriend could apparently feel your desperation. She stopped and moved off of you.
Licking her lips, she pushed your shirt upwards. Her hands lingered on your naked skin, her thumbs rubbing across the smooth surface of your waist, sending a shiver down your spine.
Finally, she pulled down your pants. Her head disappeared between your thighs as she provided some sweet relief with her tongue.
The thumb of one hand continued to rub small circles against your clitoris, the other laid on your thing, her gold rings digging into your skin.
You closed your eyes, letting the wave of arousal and excitement wash over you. You could feel yourself getting closer and closer and closer. Until you finally reached the climax.
A moan of relief escaped your lips as endorphins started to flood your body and you melted right in to Anas arms. You tried to train your eyes on her through the blissful haze.
Ana flashed you a victorious smile and admired her work. You loved everything about it, from the way strands of hair clung to her forehead to her now slightly puffy pink lips. Just looking at her, you immediately wanted to return the favour.
You removed the last of your clothes and got up from the sofa. Your girlfriend watched you with curious eyes and a smirk, she knew what would be coming next.
You stood in front of her, fully undressed, and leaned down to kiss her while she was still seated on the sofa.
Her hands ran down the natural curves of your body, blue eyes looking up at you with desire.
With one swift movement, you took her hands in yours and pulled her up before directing her towards the bedroom.
Your book laid forgotten on the floor. Who needed fiction when your girlfriend was right there?
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