#cross-border strikes

[firstoccupier]

India and Pakistan Tensions Escalate After Deadly Strikes

Between 3:00 PM on May 7 and 3:00 PM on May 8, 2025 (Philippine Standard Time), India and Pakistan experienced a significant rise in tensions following deadly military actions. On May 7, India launched “Operation Sindoor,” a series of airstrikes targeting nine locations in Pakistan and Pakistan-administered Kashmir. India stated these sites were linked to militant groups Jaish-e-Mohammed (JeM)…

[monamoon8]

[pseudotsugas]

when im feeling like i have nothing to look forward to this year i need to keep reminding myself that im scheduled to go to literally so many high-on-my-list concerts in the next few months

[themorningnewsinformer]

Iranians Flee to Armenia Amid Israel Conflict: “Everyone Is Scared”

Focus Keyword: Iranians fleeing conflict Introduction Iranians fleeing conflict have been making their way to Armenia, crossing at the dusty Agarak border nearly daily since the sharp escalation in air strikes after June 13, 2025. Thousands of fearful residents—many with foreign residencies—are choosing displacement over living under the constant threat of bombings. Why Are Iranians Crossing…

[10bmnews]

Drones Dominate Skies, Stocks Surge Up To 15% As Cross-Border Strikes Intensify - News18

Last Updated:May 09, 2025, 11:38 IST Indian stocks tied to unmanned warfare and defence technologies rallied sharply on Friday, with gains of up to 15% Drone stocks surge (File image: News18) Drone Stocks: Indian stocks tied to unmanned warfare and defence technologies rallied sharply on Friday, with gains of up to 15%, after New Delhi launched drone-led precision strikes on Pakistani military…

[insightfultake]

Modi Heard and Replied Loud and Clear

On April 22, 2025, the quiet town of Pahalgam—nestled in Kashmir’s valley of peace—was shaken by an act of cold-blooded barbarity. A group of Pakistan-sponsored terrorists opened fire on a convoy of Indian tourists, killing 26 innocent people. Most were families—parents, children, honeymooners. They weren’t soldiers. They weren’t combatants. They were citizens who came to admire the mountains and went home wrapped in the tricolour.

[nammythings]

Prepared for War, Focused on Strategy: India After Operation Sindoor

Operation Sindoor was launched as I was finishing this piece, arguing against the case for war. I had to start all over again this morning. And this is the kind of rework that makes me the happiest. At precisely 01:15 hours on the morning of May 07, India’s tri-services led precision strikes hit nine identified terrorist launchpads across the LoC. These were not speculative targets. They were…

[fatehbaz]

was thinking about this

To be in "public", you must be a consumer or a laborer.

About control of peoples' movement in space/place. Since the beginning.

"Vagrancy" of 1830s-onward Britain, people criminalized for being outside without being a laborer.

Breaking laws resulted in being sentenced to coerced debtor/convict labor. Coinciding with the 1830-ish climax of the Industrial Revolution and the land enclosure acts (factory labor, poverty, etc., increase), the Metropolitan Police Act of 1829 establishes full-time police institution(s) in London. The "Workhouse Act" aka "Poor Law Amendment Act of 1834" forced poor people to work for a minimum number of hours every day. The Irish Constabulary of 1837 sets up a national policing force and the County Police Act of 1839 allows justices of the peace across England to establish policing institutions in their counties (New York City gets a police department in 1844). The major expansion of the "Vagrancy Act" of 1838 made "joblessness" a crime and enhanced its punishment. (Coincidentally, the law's date of royal assent was 27 July 1838, just 5 days before the British government was scheduled to allow fuller emancipation of its technical legal abolition of slavery in the British Caribbean on 1 August 1838.)

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"Vagrancy" of 1860s-onward United States, people criminalized for being outside while Black.

Widespread emancipation after slavery abolition in 1865 rapidly followed by the outlawing of loitering which de facto outlawed existing as Black in public. Inability to afford fines results in being sentenced to forced labor by working on chain gangs or prisons farms, some built atop plantations.

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"Vagrancy" of 1870s-onward across empires, people criminalized for being outside while being "foreign" and also being poor generally.

Especially from 1880-ish to 1918-ish, this was an age of widespread mass movement of peoples due to the land dispossession, poverty, and famine induced by global colonial extraction and "market expansion" (Scramble for Africa, US "American West", nation-building, conquering "frontiers"), as agricultural "revolutions" of imperial monoculture cash crop extraction resulted in ecological degradation, and as major imperial infrastructure building projects required a lot of vulnerable "mobile" labor. This coincides with and is facilitated by new railroad networks and telegraphs, leading to imperial implementation or expansion of identity documents, strict work contracts, passports, immigration surveillance, and border checkpoints.

All of this in just a few short years: In 1877, British administrators in India develop what would become the Henry Classification System of taking and keeping fingerprints for use in binding colonial Indians to legal contracts. That same year during the 1877 Great Railroad Strike, and in response to white anxiety about Black residents coming to the city during Great Migration, Chicago's policing institutions exponentially expand surveillance and pioneer "intelligence card" registers for tracking labor union organizing and Black movement, as Chicago's experiments become adopted by US military and expanded nationwide, later used by US forces monitoring dissent in colonial Philippines and Cuba. Japan based its 1880 Penal Code anti-vagrancy statutes on French models, and introduced "koseki" register to track poor/vagrant domestic citizens as Tokyo's Governor Matsuda segregates classes, and the nation introduces "modern police forces". In 1882, the United States passes the Chinese Exclusion Act. In 1884, the Ottoman government enacts major "Passport Nizamnamesi" legislation requiring passports. In 1885, the racist expulsion of the "Tacoma riot".

Punished for being Algerian in France. Punished for being Chinese in San Francisco. Punished for being Korean in Japan. Punished for crossing Ottoman borders without correct paperwork. Arrested for whatever, then sent to do convict labor. A poor person in the Punjab, starving during a catastrophic famine, might be coerced into a work contract by British authorities. They will have to travel, shipped off to build a railroad. But now they have to work. Now they are bound. They will be punished for being Punjabi and trying to walk away from Britain's tea plantations in Assam or Britain's rubber plantations in Malaya.

Mobility and confinement, the empire manipulates each.

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"Vagrancy" amidst all of this, people also criminalized for being outside while "unsightly" and merely even superficially appearing to be poor. San Francisco introduced the notorious "ugly law" in 1867, making it illegal for "any person, who is diseased, maimed, mutilated or deformed in any way, so as to be an unsightly or disgusting object, to expose himself or herself to public view". Today, if you walk into a building looking a little "weird" (poor, Black, ill, disabled, etc.), you are given seething spiteful glares and asked to leave. De facto criminalized for simply going for a stroll without downloading the coffee shop's exclusive menu app.

Too ill, too poor, too exhausted, too indebted to move, you are trapped. Physical barriers (borders), legal barriers (identity documents), financial barriers (debt). "Vagrancy" everywhere in the United States, a combination of all of the above. "Vagrancy" since at least early nineteenth century Europe. About the control of movement through and access to space/place. Concretizing and weaponizing caste, corralling people, anchoring them in place, extracting their wealth and labor.

You are permitted to exist only as a paying customer or an employee.

[userwonu]

What has happened in Gaza since the truce ended a mere 16 hours ago — do keep in mind that some of these source links include videos of what is described.

• Israel’s military said it had 'resumed combat' in Gaza where air strikes were reported as the seven-day truce came to an end on Friday morning local time. [ source ]

• The Israeli warplanes started bombing Gaza as soon as the temporary ceasefire expired. [ source ]

• A little Palestinian girl got injured by an Israeli bombardment in the northern part of Gaza City. [ source ]

• Residents try to evacuate the bodies from the rubble of a destroyed home by Israeli air strikes that began bombing Gaza Strip by the end of the temporary ceasefire. [ source ]

• A number of Palestinians were injured and killed by Israeli air strikes all over Gaza. [ source ]

• An ambulance evacuated children who were injured by an air strike that targeted a home in Khan Younis, southern Gaza. [ source ]

• More than 30 Palestinians were killed by Israeli air strikes since the end of the temporary ceasefire this morning. [ source ]

• The Israeli warplanes bomb a home in Rafah, southern Gaza. [ source ]

• A little girl lost her father by Israeli air strike in the middle area of Gaza. [ source ]

• A wife bids farewell to her husband who was killed by Israeli bombardment in Khan Younis, southern Gaza. [ source ]

• A mother bids farewell to her 5 month old baby who was killed in an air strike in Gaza. [ source ]

• A mother bids farewell to her son who has was killed by an air strike in Gaza. [ source ]

• Palestinians inspect the rubble of the Qanan family home which was bombed by Israeli warplanes in Khan Younis city. A number of deaths and injuries were reported. [ source ]

• Israeli warplanes bomb a home west of Khan Younis. [ source ]

• A faulty Israeli bomb was dropped by the Israeli warplanes on a home in Yebna refugee camp in Rafah city. [ source ]

• An Israeli bombardment targeted an UNRWA school in Jabalia refugee camp, north of Gaza. [ source ]

• Heavy Israeli air strikes in Khan Younis city, southern Gaza. [ source ]

• Israeli warplanes destroy the home of the Hessi family in Khan Younis refugee camp, southern Gaza. [ source ]

• Palestinians rescue a girl from the rubble of her home that was bombed by Israeli warplanes. [ source ]

• Civil defense crews rescue a number of residents and evacuate bodies of martyrs from the rubble of a home in Shejaeya neighborhood, east of Gaza. [ source ]

• Over 100 Palestinians were killed since the end of the temporary ceasefire in Gaza, today. [ source ]

• Medics are dealing with 'large numbers' of wounded Palestinians seeking treatment in overcrowded hospitals following the resumption of Israeli air strikes on Gaza, says Gaza's health ministry. [ source ]

• A little child tries to calm down his baby brother after they were injured by an air strike in Gaza. [ source ]

• A series of heavy Israeli air strikes bombed several sites in southern Gaza Strip. [ source ]

• Palestinian children bid farewell to their father who was killed by Israeli bombardment in Khan Younis. [ source ]

• A fire broke out following the bombing of Jabalia refugee camp with white phosphorus. [ source ]

• Israel preventing aid trucks from entering Gaza via Rafah border crossing, PRCS says [ source ]

• A child was injured by the Israeli occupation bombing of Abu Nada family home in Al-Jeneina neighborhood, east of Rafah. [ source ]

• The ministry of health says in a statement that 178 Palestinians have been killed and 589 injured since morning. [ source ]

• The Gaza Strip has been under “relentless Israeli bombardment”. [ source ]

• The Palestinian Red Crescent Society says Israeli forces have informed 'all organisations and entities' operating at the Rafah crossing that the entry of aid trucks to Gaza is 'prohibited, starting from today' and until further notice. [ source ]

• The Israeli warplanes carried out a series of heavy air strikes on Gaza city. [ source ]

This list is not exhaustive. There are bodies under the rubble, missing from the death count, there are stories of atrocities gone unreported. Let that sink in, that this is not even the full extent of what has occurred since the truce agreement expired. The children of Gaza have gone back to living in fear, constantly hearing the sounds of warplanes over their heads. The people of Gaza have gone back to expecting to die.

It is far from time to lose steam. This is not over just because the bombing stopped for a week. The genocide continues and has been ramped up. Do not stop talking about Palestine. Do not stop bearing witness to what is happening. Do not stop demanding that it ends.

[afloweroutofstone]

Tariffs and trade wars replace class conflict with economic nationalism. Rather than having workers unite against their bosses, tariffs put labor unions and corporate executives on the same side of a struggle against foreign workers and bosses, thus moving the focus of economic competition from class to nationality.

As the US labor movement weakened, its ambitions shrunk. Rather than pushing for transformative economic reforms, many unions satisfied themselves with calls for tariffs to protect domestic industries and US jobs. A strong internationalist labor movement would look in another direction: increasing cross-border cooperation between workers of different nations, preventing the bosses from forcing workers to compete with one another for scraps. This can be paired with strong public investment and industrial policy within each nation to support good jobs for all workers.

A long, thought-provoking article on the matter:

In 1966, at the height of the labor movement’s postwar power, Walter Reuther, then president of the United Auto Workers, helped establish the first four “World Auto Councils.” Workers at General Motors, Volkswagen-Daimler-Benz, Fiat, and Chrysler (now Stellantis) could now meet across borders and, it was hoped, establish common international contract expiration dates. The plan fell short of an international bargaining agreement, but the unions hoped it would “strengthen the hand of each union in the contract negotiations of its own country,” said World Auto Councils coordinator Burton Bendiner in 1978. In 1971, French GM workers who supplied gearboxes and transmissions for the company’s European operations went on strike. They coordinated with their counterparts in Germany’s IG Metall and the UAW to pressure GM management. They refused work that management had diverted from a struck plant and created a common strike fund. The French union, said Bendiner, was able to draw strength from the more powerful UAW. Similarly, when Ford workers in Britain went on strike in 1971, their counterparts in West Germany refused to pick up the slack with overtime. This increased striking workers’ leverage at the table while avoiding the legal challenges a sympathy strike would have provoked. Instead of letting companies pit plants and workers against each other, unions in France, Belgium, Austria, Italy, and Germany negotiated a “multinational-union agreement” that forced their common employer—a Belgian and French glass company—to distribute work among subsidiaries in different countries. This pointed to an international vision of economic development and job creation. The UAW was championing solidarity, not competition for scarce jobs. The common target was the multinational corporation... Auto companies, which have more plants than they need, have a bargaining advantage because they can easily add and subtract shifts and lines at each plant, undermining workers’ bargaining power across borders. The UAW wants to restrain capital mobility and increase its bargaining power when auto bosses threaten to offshore jobs and establish runaway shops abroad. But it is trying to do this not by coordinating with other unions abroad, but by erecting trade barriers to compel the companies to reshore jobs in the U.S. The UAW argues that tariffs could force the U.S. auto industry to bring back jobs from Mexico and Canada, though the union isn’t explicit about job losses to Canada’s unionized autoworkers. But if Mexican workers make on average $3 an hour, would a 25 percent tariff be enough incentive for auto companies to stop producing in Mexico? What about the savings they get from manufacturing in Canada, with its weaker currency and comprehensive national health insurance? Then there’s question of how deeply integrated auto industry is globally... When [UAW President Shawn] Fain says, “If the Big Three alone just got their currently active plants up to 100 percent capacity, they could add 50,000 jobs,” the conversation has shifted to a zero-sum calculus. Without an increase in car sales—a dim prospect with the world economy tipping into recession—Fain’s statement is tantamount to “take their jobs and give them to us.”... The well-being of U.S. autoworkers cannot come at the expense of workers in Canada and Mexico, as well as those in Asia or anywhere else... Sam Gindin, the former research director of the Canadian Auto Workers, argues that tariffs are a diversion from the fight for everything from “universal health care and inadequate access to higher education and affordable housing to the refusal to make unionization a substantive democratic right.” Gindin writes, “Trade matters, but the antagonistic and substantively undemocratic domestic impact of corporate and government decisions matters more.”...

[ranoshfamily]

🚨Emergency🚨

Help Rana’s family toleave Gaza before it too late

Hello humanities 🤗🤗

Please read this as if I'm a member of your family . maybe your sister, daughter or a friend and as if my family who's under death now is yours.

"I am a computer Engineer and Mom for 3 children from Gaza , Rana Hassan Alabsi, with a strong ambition and perseverance. Over the past 10 years, I've worked tirelessly, I've dedicated myself to my family, working hard, planning, building my career. Despite facing challenges, I became a well-known professional engineer in Gaza.

 

Unfortunately, my life has been upside down since Oct ,Since that particular day, thousands of innocent lives have been lost in Gaza, many of innocent people lost their works and the only source of income like me.

Me and my childrens 1 of them, he is10 years old with downsyndrom and need a safer place and health care to still a live, left our home under the continuous bombardment and artillery strikes, on foot, without carrying with us our personal supplies, clothes, or Even our money, heading from Gaza to Deir al-Balah. There in Deir al-Balah we lived the most difficult days of our lives in a shelter with scarce resources, sleeping on the ground.

Without covers, without drinking a healthy water, then we moved to Khan Yunis after the intensification of the strikes and bombing, Then we moved to Rafah in the hope that we would find safety there or find a way out of Gaza to a safe place that we dream of for the future of our children,Let us live a happy, safe life for us and our children, and keep them away from all this pain, destruction, and siege, and spare them from the miserable future that will await them if the situation continues as it is in Gaza.

I come to you with a heavy heart and an urgent call for help. My family are currently caught in the war in Gaza, facing the harsh reality of an escalating crisis. The situation is dire, and I am reaching out for your support to facilitate their safe passage to Egypt. In this moment of desperation, I share the situation where it has taken a toll on their well-being.

This urgent plea is not only for their safety but also for the health of my son, who is facing serious conditions that demand immediate attention.

My family is trapped in an environment where access to necessary medical care is severely limited. The escalating crisis compounds the urgency, especially considering my son's health conditions. Time is of the essence, and we are in a race against it to get him the vital medication and care he desperately needs.

My loved childrens are in a situation beyond their control. The fear in their eyes and the desperation in their hearts are indescribable. I implore you to be a beacon of hope for them, to be the force that guides them to safety. To be honest, the journey to safety comes with a significant financial burden.

We need the money to cover practical costs of transportation, documentation, a place to stay and shelter in and other essentials required for a safe crossing to Egypt. And so that they can take care of other needs once they cross safely. As of late April the evacuation fee ranges between $8,000 and $10,000 per person, before processing and transport fees, and we will pay the higher end of the range since Hayde doesn't have passport. Me and my family asking for 50,000$ based on the following breakdown: an evacuation fee at the Egyptian border of $8,000 - $10,000 per person , $4500 - $5000 per children as each day there is a different price for evacuation fee at the Egyptian border, plus a processing fee of $2,000 per person, $2,000 for transportation, and a 2.9% commission fee.

Any amount raised beyond the total will be used to supplement me & my family lives as refugees in Egypt. Your donation, no matter how small, will make an impact. You will be contributing to getting my family to safety. The funds will be used transparently and every dollar will go towards securing our evacuation.

Please share this campaign widely to help us reach our goal and bring my family to safety. Your support means more than you can imagine and I am incredibly grateful for any assistance you can provide during this challenging time. Thank you for your compassion and generosity. Together, we can make change and help my family find the safety and security they need".

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My sweaty home before 7th oct

After 7th Oct

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[idyllwave]

aeon & bird & arrow 1

yandere!aeon!phainon x fem!reader x yandere!mydei

the aeon blessed the arrow, fully believing that the arrow would cut through the skies and strike down all enemies that threatened him. however, the aeon weeps as he watches his blessed arrow pierce a bird - her feathers sliced all at once, and altogether.

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Phainon knew it was foolish, even as he watched Mydei bring down yet another powerful enemy that threatened his borders of Castrum Kremnos. Phainon knew it was foolish when he blessed King Mydei with immortality. He knew it was foolish and yet he did it anyway. Mydei was his arrow, a weapon he could knock into his bow as he pulled back and aimed for his enemies that were also Mydei’s enemies. It was a fair exchange that both benefited Phainon an Aeon who desired his enemies gone and benefited Mydei, who also wanted his enemies gone by his own hands but was still mortal.

However, sometimes the arrow misses. Something, anything can knock it out of place or miss its target.

The wind could change its course. The enemy could have a shield or reinforced armor. It could be aimed at a friend who was thought to be an enemy. Or… it could be stopped with just a glance from a young maiden on her way home.

“Are you alright?”

Your voice was soft as you knelt to the ground despite the fact that it had rained earlier so the dirt covered path was mostly mud as it dirtied your skirts.

Mydei watched you carefully, his eyes were piercing as you looked through your small basket and gently took out a clean rag.

“May I?”

Your voice was still soft as you held out a rag, and yet he still didn’t say anything, he merely turned his head to which you took as a sign to continue. And softly, almost too softly, you began to clean away the blood that soaked his arms. Your eyes carefully watching as you tried not to touch any of his wounds, but surprisingly the more you cleaned him up, the more you saw that he didn’t have any wounds to begin with.

Then, you suddenly felt your face grow hot when you were finally done cleaning his arms and neck. His bare chest was on full display… Shying away, you went to your basket to grab another clean rag and gently held it out to him to which he turned to look at you once more.

Cute…

Most women, if not all, within Castrum Kremnos were hardened warriors. Not a single one of them were soft. Each had battle experience and a palette full of scars to display. And none were soft enough to display such kindness, even to the likes of him. Especially not him.

“You do it.”

He was sure why the words left his mouth, and he didn’t know why he wanted to tease you when he just met you, but something inside him told him to keep you by his side for a little while longer. This may be last and only time you two meet, so what was wrong with investigating this new feeling?

Watching the flustered expression cross your features was enjoyable, even as you sputtered out an apology. He almost wanted to laugh at the absurdity of it all as he took the rag from you and cleaned up the remaining splatters of blood covering his chest. And when he was done, he took the other bloody rag from you as well. There was no need for you to have them now that they were ruined.

“Apologies,” his words were anything but soft, “I shouldn’t have teased you like that when you were offering to help me.”

You shook your head, your words dying in your throat as you couldn’t trust your mouth to say them properly in fear of stuttering them out and looking like a fool.

“Your name.”

You were caught by surprise by the sudden question, but answered anyway.

He tested your name on his tongue, letting it seep into his mouth as it poured from his lips. It wasn’t like a name you would hear in Castrum Kremnos, and before he could stop himself he asked you other details to which you ended up sharing while asking questions of your own.

You were thoroughly surprised to learn that he was the immortal king of Castrum Kremnos you’re friends have been gossiping so much about, and if you didn’t help him clean up the blood off of himself, you wouldn’t have believed it.

As for him, he wasn’t surprised when it came to you. You were a part of a small village. It was so small that it was like an insignificant speck of dust on a map which was probably why no one ever bothered to seize the place for land. Furthermore, you were some baker’s daughter. Not a day went by that you weren’t working which was hard to imagine seeing as how soft you looked as you filled out your dress and skirts.

“Does your little village follow any Aeons?”

Deep down Mydei knew that the war would reach your little village anyway, but depending on your answer he could… he closed his eyes. No, your village wouldn’t provide any sort of advantage. Just more mouths to feed.

“We actually don’t have an Aeon to guide us,” you answered truthfully, “and a certain someone I know is happy for it,” you joked lightly.

“Is that so…” Mydei mumbled.

“Mmmhmm, though I will admit that it sometimes feels like someone is watching over us.”

Which wasn’t unlikely, Mydei thought, some aeons take pity on the weak. So it wouldn’t be surprising if there was an Aeon watching over them.

Mydei stood up then and held his hand out for you to take, to which you happily obliged. When you were finally up and on your own two feet, Mydei’s hold on you lingered before he let go.

“Thank you for cleaning up the blood, I will…,” he looked to the bloodied rags hanging from his belt, “repay you.”

You shook your head and smiled up at him, “I’m just glad that you aren’t hurt Lord-“

He stopped you right there, “Mydei. You can call me Mydei.”

Passing the initial shock of his request, you recovered quickly, “of course. Mydei.”

He found that he wanted you to say his name again with that soft voice of yours but felt that that was an honor he wasn’t deserving of as he bid you farewell. Perhaps he will see you again, and just maybe he will get to hear you call for him again.

All the while a finger slowly tapped against a marble armrest, steel blue eyes that held the sun within them stared down in contempt at the scene that had displayed so crudely before him. His arrow was meant to pierce, to tear, to kill and yet here his arrow was … talking, touching, and even daring to look upon something that so rightfully belonged to him.

Phainon knew it was foolish. He knew it the moment that he readied his arrow to fire. Knew it the moment that he let his arrow cut through the sky. He knew it was foolish as he watched his arrow target the one person that he wasn’t aiming for, that he thought he had kept you well hidden even from Mydei’s hungry gaze.

And yet, that didn’t stop the arrowhead from nicking a feather. Not quite piercing the undesired target, but just enough for another arrow to be knocked into the bowstring.

[allthecanadianpolitics]

Canadian commercial actors say American actors are crossing the border and the picket line in the middle of a major US entertainment industry strike and filling the jobs of Canadian actors who have been locked out for over a year.

Thousands of unionized commercial actors in Canada have been locked out since April 2022 while The Alliance of Canadian Cinema, Television and Radio Artists (ACTRA) has been negotiating with commercial agencies to try and get a fair deal.

Now, as a result of the ongoing SAG-AFTRA actors and WGA writers strikes that have shut down TV and film productions in the United States, some Hollywood actors have travelled north of the border in search of non-union commercial work in Canada.

“Over the last year there’s been a lot of American commercials shooting up in Canada doing everything non union because they can walk around it,” one ACTRA member who requested to be anonymous told PressProgress. [...]

Continue Reading.

Tagging: @politicsofcanada

[sweemmy]

⋆｡ﾟIn their love, they bloom like a dark rose, its thorns only striking those who try to escape. ﾟ｡⋆

— Vi, Caitlyn, Sevika, and Jinx.

VI.

Vi would do anything to protect you, but her obsession consumes her, driving her to see threats in every corner, even where none exist. In her mind, danger lurks in the shadows, always watching, and you are the only one who can escape this threat... even if it isn’t real.

Her irritable nature compels her to act impulsively, before her mind has the chance to halt the torrent of emotions. She doesn’t hesitate to confront anyone, even if they are just a stranger who has approached you out of curiosity, convincing herself that anyone who crosses your path is a danger, no matter how harmless they seem.

Vi clings to her justification, arguing that her control is merely an expression of love, that everything she does is for your own good. But beneath those words lies a dark echo, as if she cannot fathom a world where you don’t need her, where her influence is not vital to your survival.

Her gestures of affection, far from being tender, are invasive and violent. Her hugs, excessive and tight, feel as if she could crush you. The words she whispers in your ear, filled with intensity, steal the air between you, with a fervor bordering on obsession, as if she’s marking you, immortalizing you in her world, only for herself.

Though her exterior is one of hardness, beneath that mask beats a deep fear: the fear of losing you. She knows that without you, her world would crumble, empty, incomplete. “If you don’t want me near, just tell me… but don’t expect me to stand idly by while someone tries to take away the only thing that gives my life meaning.”

CAITLYN.

Caitlyn becomes ensnared in her own whirlwind of thoughts, convinced that her obsessive love is the only thing capable of offering you the care you deserve. She sees herself as the only one who can truly understand and protect you, regardless of the boundaries she must cross to keep you by her side.

With a sharp, calculating mind, Caitlyn weaves invisible threads around your life, orchestrating every detail so subtly that you're barely aware of her control. From the people you allow into your circle to the places you step foot in, everything is meticulously designed to keep you under her sway.

Using her charm, Caitlyn spins a web of carefully chosen words, manipulating your perception with a smile that conceals the darkness lurking inside her. She has no qualms about distorting the truth, lying, and creating parallel realities, all to ensure you remain bound to her, oblivious to the trap you've fallen into.

Her control over you goes beyond the physical; Caitlyn becomes an emotional necessity, feeding your dependency with gestures that seem loving but are, in reality, invisible chains. She makes you feel as though you cannot breathe without her presence, turning herself into an irreplaceable part of your life, a constant shadow you cannot escape.

Anyone who dares to get close is seen as an immediate threat, and Caitlyn doesn’t need to resort to open violence. Her deadliest weapon is her influence, capable of destroying slowly, without anyone suspecting a thing. "Why waste time with them, darling? I’ll handle everything. It’s much better if you follow my suggestions; I promise everything will be fine."

SEVIKA.

Sevika sees you as hers—like a treasure no one else deserves to touch. Her obsession is a dangerous blend of control and overbearing protection. Should anyone dare to put you in harm's way, she will become the shadow that eliminates any threat, without remorse and with brutal precision.

Any intruder who gets too close will be stopped by her mere presence. The intensity of her gaze and the unyielding strength of her stance instill terror in even the bravest hearts. She needs no words: her silence is a warning, and her actions, the verdict.

Believing the world is a deadly trap for you, she begins to build a cage of isolation. Every argument she makes is wrapped in false sweetness: "It’s for your own good, trust me," while the chains of her obsession tighten a little more with each passing day.

Flowers and sweet words are not her style, but her actions speak louder than anything. The moment she senses you’re in danger, she will unleash an inhuman fury, showing just how far she’s willing to go to protect you.

Her emotions are a storm hidden beneath a mask of cold serenity. Every action is calculated, every decision made with precision. "I don’t need to shout to show you how much I love you. You see it in what I do, don't you?" she murmurs, her voice calm yet carrying a weight that leaves no doubt about the intensity of her devotion.

JINX.

Jinx would always watch you with eyes filled with obsession, as if you were her precious toy, meant only for her. Her love is no simple feeling: it’s a wild, unpredictable whirlwind, packed with emotional explosions and flashes of madness. She cannot stand anyone else getting your attention, and her “jokes” toward those who dare to come close often end in a macabre, lethal spectacle of destruction.

Within her chaos lies a desperate search for stability, and you are her anchor, but always on her terms. Trying to pull away or challenge her twisted world only triggers a collapse in her mind and a violent need to reaffirm her control over you.

Her love manifests in disturbingly creative forms: bombs adorned with hearts, explosive devices bearing your name, or "trophies" taken from those she deems rivals. Each one is a sickening declaration of how deep and dangerous her affection runs.

Her greatest fear is abandonment, trapped in the loneliness that haunts her. If she senses even the slightest hint that you might leave, she’ll do the unthinkable to make sure you stay by her side. It doesn’t matter if she has to chain you—literally or figuratively; in her mind, the end always justifies the means.

Jinx won’t hesitate to destroy—even herself—to keep you close. Her desperation drives her to dark extremes, hurting others or putting her own body at risk. “Do you see this? I did it for you. Now you can’t deny how much I care. You’re not going anywhere, are you?”

[rensylph]

Hihi! I'm not sure if you do nsfw or not, but if you do..PLEASE. IM BEGGING U TO MAKE A NSFW VER OF THE GENSHIN HIGH SCHOOL AU😭😭🙏🙏

Sure I guess, you guys consider whenever it's canon or not canon to the au. I'm sorry if it's bad It's my first time writing nsfw stuff

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 ( 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐋 𝐀𝐔 ) 𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐅 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

<< yandere genshin ( school au ) NSFW version >>

⚠️ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT ⚠️

You are a student at teyvat high, a prestigious highschool only for the wealthy and the elite has managed to get in due to one of your family members managed for you to be a student in the school, little did you know your presence will catch the hearts of many students. Characters: Diluc, kaeya, thoma, ayato, alhaitham, kaveh, childe, scaramouche, xiao, kazuha, albedo, vent

⚠️ Warning : this may have NSFW content ⚠️

(English is not my first language)

𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄

NAME: (name) (last name)

CLASS: 2A

CLUB: music club

FAVORITE SUBJECT: (your choosing)

(Name) A second year student, a member of the music club, born from a middle class family has become an object of many students desires.

Diluc

A complete virgin, I mean he was saving for marriage but if you want to do it now he wouldn't mind he was having fantasies about you guys wedding night. I mean if you're planning on going to college why don't you move in with him and get married with him after college. Your life would be set.

Every time he thinks of you he couldn't stop popping a boner, even the slightest touch of your hand causes him to go crazy and go to the bathroom.

But the good thing is that the new arrangements with the student council president ayato, you and him will cross that border.

Kaeya

He has his fair share of sleeping around with the population of the school, so he's very experienced compared to his brother's diluc who is a virgin. He doesn't understand his brother's saving his virginity for the right one, until he meets you.

I mean he uses his charms to enchant the school to get everything he wants now he's regretting his choice because his reputation as a playboy is well known, causing you to avoid him entirely .

And every time he tries to flirt with you or try to indicate action, you would just look at him with a confusion. You're impossible to flirt with and so oblivious but that's a cute trait he could fix if you let him show you a good time

Thoma

Another virgin, unfortunately he has to witness you and student council arrangements and deal to keep funding incoming for your club

He's not allowed to do anything but Just watch you in the hands of predators that are willing to rip your flesh apart and feast on you.

But he also carries fantasy of himself and wishes for you and him to be together so he just needs time to strike. So you and him would be together without anyone disrupting your time.

Ayato

There are new arrangements with you and the student council, when Ayato called you and told you he had no choice but to cut the funding for the music club, and when you begged ayato saying you're willing to do anything, this gave him an idea.

So once a week or month, after school you would go to the student council meeting room and let your body be devoured by them, you allowed them to do anything with you.

Even tho the arrangement is with the entire student council, you and him would sometimes book a hotel room to spend the night together. And will use toys on you during school if you do not behave

Alhaitham

Of course accidentally witnessesing one of your rondavous with the student council, he decided to use it to his advantage. He used it to blackmail you and the student council president ayato.

So every time you do something wrong on a test you will get punished, and if you did well on a test you will be rewarded. As well every time you or him visits each other's house there will be some in course with each other

Plus every time he is stressed or overworked you have no choice but to follow him and distress him no matter the location. In school, bathroom, literally anywhere and you have to keep quiet if you guys don't get caught.

Kaveh

Poor kaveh seeing the love of your life having intercourses with your rival and roommate that gotta hurt. One time when you were with alhaitham. In exchange of keeping his mouth silent he also wants to have the same deal as alhaitham.

So every time when you finish with alhaitham you have to go towards kaveh. Heck maybe he will join you with alhaitham.

On the bright side, he's not been as stressed as before as well and he get a better view of biology and how does your body works

Childe

He's very pent up and everytime he win a game he will always expect you to reward him for doing good In the game.

Every time he's invited to a party, he will ask you to be his plus one and will not let you leave his side. If you're bored here don't worry he will take you somewhere more fun

He will take you to a hill, and you guys will make out in his car or just drive you back home so you and him could make out there. And he gets verbally jealous whenever someone tries to flirt with you

Scaramouche

Whenever he feels jealous or he feels like it, you will have to expect being pulled to the side drag into an empty broom closet and make out there

He doesn't even help you put your clothes back in or do after care just smash and go.

But sometimes he is gentle or whenever he's feeling a little nicer he's more gentler with you and gives you after care sometimes

Xiao

Also a virgin, he's very shy during his first time but gets the hang of it when you guys started to do it more often when he's not busy

He's very shy and nervous during his first time as well every time when you guys decided to have intercourses but he does have impressive stamina he can last for hours

He gets jealous when other students manage to get you before him, he once saw you walk out of the broom closet with scaramouche with a sweety body and disheveled clothing, so every time when he's jealous he's rought

Kazuha

The most gentlest and sweetest out of all of them, he can be rough but if you want to and ask him politely.

He always gives you the best after care after doing it, as well as gives you milk tea or any drink you want after doing it.

Will write poetry about your time with him In detail and will read it to you in the middle of it, it describes how he was feeling and what he wants to do with you and the things he's gonna do with you in extreme detail and find it amusing you blushing.

Albedo

He's very curious on how the human anatomy works during intercourse, so he asked you to do it with him so he could study how the body works

He calls your hook ups an experiment of the human body, he will write down every reaction thru every position or toys he uses on you.

He will say "how interesting" after managing to get a reaction from your body. And every time you guys do it, you will wear his lab coat.

Venti

The most open about your hook ups to make your other admirers jealous. And every time you try to shut him, he will reply with you " I thought you were enjoying it"

Likes to tease you a lot and grind against you when you are playing your music, same as Kazuha will write poetry about your time together.

Will always try to convince you to hook up or go another round even tho class is about in 5 minutes other wise you guys gonna be late I mean he doesn't care when ever he's late or not

[larluce]

NEW RANDOM MERTHUR PROMPT!!

So this is an alternative ending of what happened at Camlann.

Morgana and her army are about to win, when suddenly a great force sends them flying until they are outside the limits of Camelot. Morgana and the few that survived try to get back, but an invisible wall pevents them from crossing the border. They soon realize there is a magic force field surrounding all Camelot. Nobody can cross it.

Morgana is furious. Is clear to her Emrys somehow survived her attack at the crystal cave and did this. But she won't be defeated. Camelot will be hers even if its the last thing she does!

As she guessed, the shield permits allies, merchants, even peasants to pass freely. Only enemies are barred. Arthur can’t hide forever. The moment he steps beyond that barrier, she would strike.

A year slips by before her patience is rewarded.

Arthur rides out alone, unguarded. Morgana ambushes him, her followers encircling him with drawn steel. Yet he dismounts slowly, his face gaunt and eyes hollow.

Morgana: (smirking) Finally crawled out of your little cage, have you?

Arthur: (soft, weary) Hello, Morgana. I was looking for you.

Morgana: (scofs) You? Seeking me? Are you suicidal? Or do you truly believe you can kill me alone?

Arthur: I don’t want to kill you. I came to offer a deal.

Morgana: (confused) A deal?

Arthur: I'll give you Camelot.

Morgana: ...

Morgana: (laughs) Right. What is it that you came really?

Arthur: It's the truth.

Morgana: Do you take me for a fool? (Looks around) This is a trap, isn't it? Where is your pet sorcerer, Uh? Waiting in the shadows for the moment to strike as always!

Arthur: (pained) He isn't here.

Morgana: (snarls) LIAR! That traitor would never abandon his precious king!

Arthur: (Yells) HE CAN’T BE HERE BECAUSE HE IS IN COMA!

Morgana: ...

Morgana: (her smirk falters) What?

Arthur: (voice breaking) The barrier drains his magic. His body sleeps to sustain it. (a couple of tears falls) No one can wake him. Not Gaius, not the Druids. There's no one powerful enough to break it... No one but you.

Morgana: (stunned) You… want me to break the shield?

Arthur: I never asked him to do this. (Takes a deep breath) help me and Camelot is yours.

Morgana scrutinizes Arthur. The desperation in his face is too raw, too real to be a trick. She knows him too well. Still...

Morgana: (cold, calculating) You expect me to believe you’d surrender Camelot... just to wake him?

Arthur: (voice steady, but his hands clenched) Not just Camelot. My crown. Whatever you want. It’s yours.

Morgana: (amused) You’d trade your kingdom for a servant?

Arthur: (soft, deadly serious) For my friend.

Morgana: Your friend?... or perhaps something more?

Arthur: ...

Morgana: (laughs, cruel) Oh, my hopeless brother. Always the sentimental fool. Does your beloved queen know? (Pauses, savoring the tension.) In fact… does anyone know what you intend to do?

Arthur: ...

Morgana: (mocking) Arthur, the ever-honorable… lying to his people. Why doesn’t that surprise me?

Arthur: (gritted teeth) Will you help me or not?

Morgana: (icy) How do I know this isn't a trick?

Arthur: (kneels, voice raw with pleading) You don’t. This is a leap of faith for us both. But I swear it—on everything I hold dear. (his voice cracks) Just… please. Bring him back to me.

So Morgana accepts the deal.

She will wake Emrys, yes. But then she will slit Arthur’s throat the moment the barrier falls. Camelot will be hers, and her vengeance complete.

Yet the spell defies her. Merlin’s magic is woven into the land itself, a tapestry of ancient power. Even with Merlin's journals and his scribbled incantations (which Arthur provides her), the answer eludes her. Days turn into weeks, and their forced clandestine alliance becomes a slow, seething dance.

At first, they speak only in clipped barbs:

Morgana: (flinging a book aside) His handwriting is atrocious.

Arthur: (not looking up) He was in a hurry.

Then comes the venom:

Morgana: You let Uther’s laws stand for years. How many sorcerers died because you were too much of a coward to change them?

Arthur: (eyes blazing) And how many innocents died in your ‘noble’ crusade? I won't deny I've made mistakes, but don't pretend you are better than me.

Later the truth unravels and so does their rage:

Morgana: (brittle) Morgause… used me? When Emrys poisoned me?

Arthur: (exhuasted) Merlin thought you knew.

Morgana: (in denial) No! I don't believe you! You are a fucking liar!

Arthur: (shrugging, hollow) Believe what you want. I honestly don't care. You still chose her. You still betrayed us.

Morgana: (raises her voice, furious) I was alone!

Arthur: (roars) NO, I WAS THERE! You just assumed I was the same as my father despite the many times I proved you otherwise! You chose to be alone, because you decided I wasn't someone to trust on your own!

Morgana: (sneering) Oh, please! Not even Merlin could trust you!

Arthur: (flinches as if struck) ...

Morgana: (knowing she went too far) Arthur-

Arthur: (icy, turning away) We’re done for today. (leaves)

But eventually they come to a some kind of unespoken forgiveness, which allows them to have more deep convarsations:

Arthur: He told me about his magic… before Camlann. (Lets out a broken laugh) I accused him of lying. He couldn’t even prove it—

Morgana: (quietly) Because I stole his magic with the Gean Canach.

Arthur: (nods and tears fall) He begged me to let him get his magic back. On his knees, Morgana. Said he needed it to protect me… to save us all. But I was so mad and hurt (presses his palms to his eyes, shoulders shaking) So I told him to leave and never come back. That, from that moment on, he was nothing to me. (Sobs) Those were my last words to him.

Morgana watched him—this broken king, this boy she’d once loved as family—and felt something long-buried stir.

Arthur: (wiping his tears) You were right. He couldn't trust me... And I proved he was right not to.

Morgana: (carefully neutral) You're being too hard on yourself. You were overwhelmed.

Arthur: (barking a laugh) You're defending me now?

Morgana: (sharp, but not cruel) I’m stating facts. I have no reason to pity you.

But before they know, the air between them shifts.

One day, after weeks of frustration, Morgana slams Merlin's journal shut.

Morgana: This is useless. I need to see him.

Arthur: (instantly tense) No.

Morgana: (raising an eyebrow) You’re refusing now? After weeks of begging for my help?

Arthur: (jaw clenched) You’ve spent years trying to kill him. Forgive me if I don’t trust you alone with him in a vulnerable state.

Morgana: (mocks) Ah, so much for your grand leap of faith. (but then her voice drops to something almost sincere) Arthur, I can’t unravel a spell this complex from notes alone. His magic isn't just dormant—it's woven into the land. I need to examine him directly.

A long silence. Arthur’s fingers tighten around the arm of the chair Morgana offered him in her lair.

Arthur: (threatens) If you hurt him—

Morgana: (dryly) Yes, yes, you’ll run me through. I’m terrified. (Leans forward, eyes sharp.) But ask yourself—if I wanted him dead, why would I waste weeks poring over his scribbles?

Silence.

Arthur: (reluctant, but resolved) … Fine. I'll bring him.

Aaaand that's all I got. I guess Arthur would need help to bring Merlin to Morgana (cause it's not easy to drag a body around alone without no one noticing), so the knights would have to find out what he's been doing in secrecy. Don't know how they'd react to their king trading his kingdoom with the enemy. Defenitely not well. And how would Gwen take it? Don't know how exactly they would break the spell either (It can't be as simple as true love kiss cause Arthur already tried) . And will Morgana get Camelot? I really don't know if she should.

Anyway, what do you think should happen?