#i love wemen (shes wemen)

[cozylittleartblog]

clara doodle because i've been dying of bronchitis (am fine now) and didn't draw for like a week !! yippie !!

[snekdood]

so i often get quora digest emails and sometimes they catch my eye and todays was about how when shiva went to go marry parvati he apparently took a form so so beautiful it made women faint, made parvatis mom cry, and vishnu was like "yeah hes even hotter than all 10 of my avatars" (i dont believe that ur just being flattering vishnu its ok to admit it) and man. i've read a couple times what goes down during that wedding and all he does is literally put on gold and sandalwood and hide his snakes.

[vacantgodling]

OC SMASH OR PASS

rules: pretty self explanatory. include physical descriptions or pics, and propaganda. the “other” label can be used for “sexuality misalignment” (ie: oc is femme and you’re gay, vice versa or you aren’t into smashing but have a specific thing you wanna do with them like perhaps hug or study them under a microscope idc)

open tag do it if you think you wanna do it do it RN

( art on the left by @henrike-does-art-sometimes )

propoganda: i am feeding my wemen likers 😌 lavendula is literally lovely, so gorgeous that it’s honestly intimidating to a certain extent but she has a lovely gentle demeanor. a lot of it is definitely influenced by her upbringing and inability to feel comfortable standing up for herself BUT she is a gentle person by nature. she’s a momma so she got birthin’ hips and a nice hourglass body with some added thicc and she’s a very attentive lover (if she likes you). she’s also super artsy, usually has charcoal on her hands and dress and if you can get her to snort when she laughs know, you’ve won

[libidomechanica]

You raisd the words, if only he,

And protesting, but great rivers, cloud, where, to woe.     So doon, surface and blend, as in a day rose from the feet, by my mother, and why? And     still breaks the high as he speaks beneath

the greedily her in its marriage state, the score     of Byrds resort, wherewith the Furies be shed, as is all one. The doors, old voice. It     was infused noyce, to ease me alone,

lycius, said my charmed: we with thy love only call,     and the cometh not, she spring, eve made of night’s a bubble, not yields, which when he dances     in my skin from Beauty grand

architraves; the matin bell, five warriors seized; and her     homage. Most tribe?-Scented that flower is his temples be, t’ enters art. Saw that never     in the dews were not your own

affection in my sins interest or deformed’st     creature, far more than in humble princessantly budding vppe within nor youry Luyts     and we the woods shall say some others

other mat in louers make, whose kisse he most for she     to stone, and ward, or find a wound; if snow decks Summer sweet art, doth behaviour. Myself     and you’ve done but a sharp spear, whose

vegetables of love. Comes a wayward like waters     forepast; enough these; if so, side of the Cash in midst of all bed remaines are all     would the grass; for what she said; she bowre

I hear, with Hand performance affeard: ne let     housekeepers, the o’er the practice quite enough these weariness. You play at cards? If this, how     thee, where else that doth lurkest lykewise

could be; nor tame flowre, and the Reason; my souerayne     beast so sweetest buds doth tell vs mery tales of Ayes and wits. Or do you praise     euen this respect, me for so loue. Outside

the tomb for the lady, ever received it     with tears! Ne let thy selfe assured splendour out of my night. Were it sweet, but a smile—her     loud; some string sad toil, is what mercy

will you ready, o mount and all catalogue of     creame vpon my bed crown for every side the fair, can makes about me plast. Is gone back in     turns Ashes such, so calme, so freeze of

Time; where I could not start eternal number even     as night the alarm of earth some little kind leave, about the small dive, and such a     tale hand pain, a quality. Men call

you faire hand, such small, to be a watery disk     caught a things to all the Maiden’s side shall as they counts of body, forsooke, in sleepeth     well, which, for euer it bright Tead that mens

frayle, and in this, with a tooth in from the sea     has devoured arre. By the tears fill me when wrong; his her night vision—all waste the Temple     of th’ author of sunset,

moon, or glittering day, ye wadna been a-toying,     pleasure a target forgiveness has blowes; and she is comrades call her loue     embased. Snow, snow, smother, nor mine. And

now is it? Or hastily risers giv’n to forget     what I honour in a vestal’s lot! Perhaps I shall I turn out alasse of each     high disdain a cool brow to put for

us? My dream hath a princessant battery!     Tis sad? But little time of wemens laboured arre. The ranks are gone in piece is preserves     the sea. A loving tongue! And from

your brest his knee. Let’s kiss poyson’d the sad plight would     endure the tinkling languishing is, whether at least night as th’ assured in which     soule was Eloisa yet musike giue.

[meirimerens]

You have no idea how hard it was trying to figure out who was hal in this relationship ... Please validate my decision...

you are valid beyond your years.......... you did it......... you got me yelling

[demigirlravenqueen]

Hello and welcome to part 3.5 of historically ever after the series of posts were I break down little bits of historical inspiration in ever after highs outfits because if we’re all going to spend all our time on the internet obsessing over a cartoon meant to sell dolls to little girls we might as well learn some stuff wile we’re at it.

Ravens Ruffs

(I’m very proud of that title)

Ok some background first.

What are typically known as Tudor ruffs or Elizabethan ruffs according to most of my sources started around the 1570s and apparently in the beginning they were just a little frilly bit around the collar, but they eventually got bigger, and bigger, and bigger.

okay, in fairness these extreme proportions weren’t that common in day to day life but it’s still really funny.

These ruffs were so huge they had to be supported by wire frame.

Rich wemen in particular would ware some pretty large ones and some would were these big fan shaped ones with an opening at the front. I always like to call theses ruffs half ruffs but that’s not what they’re actually called, I don’t think there’s a proper name for them.

Anyway the point I’m trying to get to is that Raven wears a lot of these.

The looks so iconic it’s starting to catch on 

I count the one on her main outfit as a collar not a ruff simply because of the shape. It kind of surrounds her neck rather than goes round the back of her head.

It’s also alluded to with the turned up collar on her date night outfit.

And after that I was really stumped on what to write next because that was really all I could see. There were a few little things that were neat character design choices but they weren’t history related so I figured it didn’t belong in this post. But then I rewatched legacy day and took another look at her outfit OMG.

There is so much to break down.  First thing I noticed was the opening at the front, these were fairly common in elizabethan gowns.

Then there’s the frills at the hips which reminded me of the pleats you sometimes see at the top of some noblewomen’s skirts in paintings.

And also the fabric patterns on her cape and the opening of the dress are very similar to the fabric patterns and embroidery of the time (the opening especially).

I was also able to find some paintings that show some jewellery that looks very similar to the chains she’s wearing.

And the brooch / fasten of the cloak looks fairly similar to some Tudor brooches, it has the beautiful elaborate frame with a jewel in the centre which  matches most Tudor brooches I’ve seen so even though it doesn’t look exactly like one it’s similar enough. 

have I mentioned how much I love Tudor brooches.

One other thing I noticed is the sleeves on their dressing gowns (or night robe or whatever you want to call it) resemble these big bell like sleeves from some dresses in the earlier Tudor era 

But in the cartoon they more resemble the ruffled sleeves of the 18th century 

this isn’t really that surprising, the dolls and the cartoons often have subtle differences designs which is why you’ll often notice in these posts that I go out of my way to find screenshots rather than just using the concept art that’s much easier to find. In this case I think that it’s simply because the smaller sleeves are easier to animate.

And that just about raps things up. As always feel free to correct me or add something if you want.

Part 0.5   Part 1  Part 2  Part 4

[i-merani]

One thing I love about my country's literature is how it depicts women even back in 12 century or even back in fucking fifth century. Like you start asking what the first written Georgian text is and in the list you see this story about a woman who was so powerful, who refused to give up her faith, openly declared that her husband was an asshole and no one could say a thing to her. And then theres this 12th century epic poem where the most powerful characters are two women, the one who is so great that his father declares her king when he gets older and no one doubts her abilities, they even mention that "lion's whelps are equal, be they male or female". The other woman on the other hand defies her tyranical father, declares war on an opressive enemy and wins. Yes the main characters in this story are still men but they are just soldiers, king's trusted men, they obey the queens' orders without even thinking about their ability to rule because they know that these women are capable of incredible things. And all this is being written when in Europe wemen were burned for knowing basic sciencs!

The diversity of these literary women also amaze me because they are not one dimentional characters and they definitely are not dimsel in distress, so much so that often it is women who guide the men to victory. There's another poem of 19 century, even though this is a bit modern compared to those two, it also fascinates me. The woman in this story aproaches men who are about to go to war, saying she has to defend her father's honor who died and what do you think happened? They accepted her because they saw honor and courage instead of gender. And all these powerful women, surrounded by men never had to prove their worth. They knew what they were worth.

Women were always powerful and Georgian writers knew this so well.

[trishvaylar]

There is one thing that I was recently considering, both as a viewer of the Blacklist, as a social worker and a teacher: does gender influence who we are, our personalities, is it the dominant factor in our lives, and why do people give it so much credit and value.

Well, historically speaking it all goes back to this rivalry for independence between men and wemen. Wemen still are treated like tools for contiuance then as normal human beings. Moreover, the persecution of gays, trans and lesbians, also sets the scene for this gender-war tendency, the bullying of boy-like girls, of girl-like boys. People bully other people based on their sexual choices, gender choices, race, skin color, nationality, and all those things are completely irrelevant to who we are! If someone pulls a drowning child out of the water, it would not matter how old is that person, what is that persons gender, race, sexuality. The same with any kind of good or evil deed in the world. Nothing matters apart from the person's humanity. Not their legal, social, material status, not their skin, body, faces, education, nothing!

In fact it is inherently wrong to judge the book by its cover. As Red once said, you can judge by its first few chapters, and defenitely by its last. Same with people, cover tells you nothing of what is inside.

I do respect the human right to protest, but for the majority of times we protest that which in 21st century should not even be questionable. What we should be conserned with, are our souls, our bodies and external factors, like age, money and education, are irrelevant to what really matters now, today.

That is what I literally adore about Red. He never ever judges a person by gender, age, sexuality (personally I believe him to be pansexual and gender-fluide), education, race, culture or anything else. He looks at a person and he observes all the factors which are so much more important then gender etc etc. He looks at Cooper and sees a moral man, loyal and true. With Ressler he sees the passion and ardent desire to keep his Father's memory and principles alive in himself. With Samar he saw fire and vulnerability. With Aram he sees someone desperate for love. With Liz he sees his Daughter, more afraid to be alone again now she has him then of anything else. Red put his finger on the truth when defining why Liz didn't wish him to have the Fulcrum - she was afraid he would leave her. But in her heart she knew almost from the beginning it was not going to happen - in 01.11, The Good Samaritan, that is what she says, "the case, it is personal to me, it is personal to Reddington". We may wish to have answers, but still we wish to accept the fact that there is someone who loves us unconditionally. Liz knows this and even in her darkest moments she will not forget!

I remember the best lesson I was given by our University general psychology teacher /the best teacher I ever had/ - once during lecture he showed us a book with a black cover, and asked "what is the color of this book?" We said, "black". He said, "no, the color is red". All the students began to persuade him it was black. And I sensed that something was tricky here. Then I asked him, "Are you saying that we are wrong and the color is red, or are you saying that it is also red?" He smiled and turned the book so we could see its back cover - it was red. Both we and the teacher were right, it was black and it was red. Then he said - "so with people, with good and evil, it depends on the perspective, on the angle that we look from". At the end of the lecture he added - "to have the ability to assess a person, study them from all angles that are available".

So, looking at Red, I see so many things. I see Katarina, desperate to protect her Child, but to have a way of ultimately being with her. I see a woman who gave up her body and identity in the name of love. I also see a person, who absorbed all the life expirience and emotions of Raymond Reddington. I see a being so principled, who would never trade those principles for money. A being who abides by the laws of criminal underworld but somtimes hates them. He was forced to punish Kate for disloyalty but...it harmed his soul. And what is the most important in Red is his soul, loving, gentle, loyal, desperate to give it all to his Daughter for whom he lives, loves, exists.

So, whenever Red is emotionally hurt by people he cares about most - I feel hurt. It is tribute to James Spader and his brilliance that I see it all i movements, expressions, in his, Red's, eyes. And I know James knows exactly what he is doing. The monologue about retribution on 7.15? That one tells it all in more then just words.

I just reread The Godfather, a month ago. Both Don Carleone, and Michael, the next Don, are people trying to be good, even doing very terrible things sometimes. While I read, I thought of Red. A strong association, very strong.

This song in the Blacklist was about Aram and his saving Liz from the Cabal, but for me this one song defines Red best of all.

#The Blacklist #Red #Rederina #Liz Keen #What the Blacklist is about #Psychology lesson I remember #post about himans and humanity #Gender is not what defines us #Only humanity defines us #Even a criminal mastermind or an Italian crimelord could be more humain then those who seem to be the embodyment of virtue #Look past the moral disguise #See people for who they are

[scaalpel]

Beautiful wemen

I wanna assume this is for the poem thing so:

Vibrant

Its the only way to describe her

Like Apollo himself she too shines

With the light of the Sun

She is made of the sound

Of a million laughs

Her smile light and joyous

Anyone would fall in love with

Such a kind soul

[fictionkinfessions]

i love my girlfriend so much. i dont rlly have a lotta memories from my source but !! my gf is perfect. shes a bit. much at times. and god id never be able to admit that i love her to her face. but i love her. enmei if ur out there ily to the moon and back. if ur enmei but not wemen like in my (few) memories i still love you btw. -aoba (negative cpu)

[themothermary-blog1]

I married a preast that missed his calling

i live in a place called honoly  and i am the dragon  people like to blame me for everything bad that happins insted of seeing reality  peats dragon looks dangerous he cant hide that he is a dragon  but if you read the story he is actually very good to peater and protecting him  see he can fly high above honoly and sees

i tryed to tell people about the true danger but nobody wants to beleave whell the preast missed his calling  he  is not intelegent   otherwise hes got it

he took up a soft natured position

he is not invalved with wemen  (im the only woman he has ever been with ) 

playes him self off as a really nice person  even gives out gifts

he cathlic so he has the child molest ok from his church

placed him self in close prosimity   of a kid

built a close man and  boy  friendship  

He follows the prestly dont list     you know   dont cuss, drink coffie, smoak cigretts, drink , smoak marawana  , do hard drugs

come from a good name cathlic family 

when the accusation was made he took  the kid (evedence with him isolated it from people that might ask the right questions)

he had beleavable coconspearaters   his parents    good family name

now the next part of it is

the witness take anything that the witness might be doing and make it look 10 times worse than it is paint your self as the victom   hopfully the victom has been suffering the cercomstances of the sexual abuse   hopfully  thay have mental problems  are drinking doing drugs   maby permisquous behavyour    the more the better    (in my case it was perfect all those side effects of the sexual impropriety / voyering/ and inapropreat corresin)

now thay the prest has been moved to a new place he is going to paint him self as  a really good person   you know turn it on more then ever before 

if possable turn as meny people aginst the victom as possable using what ever means     

(the child is perfict  a child liking the perpetrator always looks good  expecially if the child was asleep when the inapropreat corressing took place  no actual physical damage was done and the child was not awake so  this is perfict   right    for the child him (the biggest victom who was asleep only knows about  the  close friendship  not the inapropreat corressing)

the coconsperetors the parents in my exes  case cleaned up the evedence of too much closeness    kept the father and son at there house acting as if having to nurse them threnw my horrableness   that by the was only became horrable when i asked for a protection order aginst him for groose sexual propriety            when thay put the father and son in a house togethor it was fixed up real nice   much better than i the mother can offer and the father is a farmer (tax payer)  and the accuser is on social security (a burden on society)   and  set up the father son relationship  in a open diningroom   and drilled peep holes in the bathroom door   and painted him as a loving  dedicated father   and  me as a neglectfull abusive mother that makes up lyes    and  thay kept my child away from me making people think   i was the danger   when he actually is

   the  parish in a prestes case the parish   would put him with children who will swair he hasent touched them so there for he looks good

in my ex husbands case he got in good with the school wouldnt let me have anything to do with it      got in good with the tuter provided by the bureau of developmental disability    then had it moved to a diffent county

 wouldnt let me have anything to  do with it      any mutual friends he made me out to be a pece of shit  to   expecially church people   using my preveous problems from long ago to make it look good   (i dumly admitted to the judge that i had mental problems was self medicating and cheated on my husband)           

he told the cops i was a mental case and on drugs     do you  get it not the cop i talked to in my county       diffrent cops in a diffrent county thay know his good family name

by moving it to another county the childrens services friends i knew werent on the case  the case manager i worked with was no longer on the case   nobody that could reassy help he   could do it in the ajasent county where my son now lived at his   grandparents house

usually a preast picks off a slowlearner kid from a poor family because the chance that thay could afford a real attorney paid to win the case isnt very good

i was on social security   my ex denied me any money for a attorney and knew we were not  to use marital assets  to come up with the money

he had possesion of the child  and wouldnt let me see him and turned the child aginst me saying i didnt love him or want to see him   when i did see the child he had been brainwashed into hating me  and kept saying i wasent getting any of his dads money      saying i was a drug addic alcoholic theaf       crazy 

my child treating me this way caused me to get extreamly depressed   just as in the case with the preast    when the boy acusses him  and he calls the boy a lyer  drug addic crazy    it causes a sereous depression   often times it  forces the victom to give up   only the strongest victoms persist

the next step is the drag it out postponment  after postponment   things getting lost in the mail   it is to where down the victom  in hopes of  them giving up

if the victom holds strong  its pay off time   now thay you have dirtyed the victom name made your self look good real good      your sure you got them totaly depleated  draw up some contract that thay think thay got to stick to  throw them some money to keep theyer mouty shut   paint your self as a good person   with  the preast he declairs i gave him the money because he was obveously desporat  thays why he tryed this   people do go along with it

in my case my ex husband gave me a piddence of our marital assets and told everybody you know she is just going to spend it on drugs and alcohol or give it to her boyfriend.   thay baught it  ya you wouldnt want to give her too much    he let me have the house i came into the marrage with and the biggest part of  all is he  got fool costody at his house with him suppervising it so nobody could talk to my kid or hear what i was saying to him      and he could use my love for the kid as leverage    

how does he use my kid as leverage

me having to go to his house to see my kid makes people beleave continuously  thay there is  something wrong with me

him having my kid   (insestuous petafile has costody of my kid) exaserpates my mental illness

the fact that nobody will listen to me and he paintes him self as godly drives me crazy   so thats what people see

when i act out or try to confrunt him infrunt of my kid thats all my kid sees and he has been fed i did his dad wrong that i was cruel to him  so now my son sees his father as the victom  and actually stands up for him  now do understand what might drive a woman over the edge   my son is defending his sex offender    actually shuving me pulling on me  slaming the door in my face telling me to leave his dad alone or go home   trust me seeing my son do this was making me crazy   to crazy to go to court   ( i was a reck)

on top of it my ex isnt doing much more than stor housing my kid he has put on a bunch of weight and he is failing in school   my ex knows this upsets me    his dad  is letting my son barly function and letting him get away with shit so he looks to my son to be the good in kids eyes parents my exes mom is doing the feeding    deep house cleaning  and everything that has to do with school

what he didnt count of was i knew that the costody papers were not set in stone     i now had money for a attorney  so i set out to prove my self as a mother. i set out to get mentally healthy enought to go to court. inspite of how bad i get treated over there   inspite of how good of a picture he has painted for him self      

 oh   i do agree he has painted with my broken selfs help a pretty bleak picture of me  to our intyre community      oh even better then the bleak pichure of me  is the steller picture he has painted of him self.

i went with hope and we went to court the other day and i was the luckeyest woman in the world he thought he didnt need a attorney and costody was set in stone he belaved i couldnt change anything and he had me broken down too much to try   he almost won   the deciding factor was my son   inspite of my ex husbands best efforts and the best efforts of his family thay did not compleatly turn my son aginst me    

the visatation where horrable i mean horrable at first my son wouldnt even look at me he would tell me to leave    there was no sense in me even trying to improve visatation as long as he hated me   but i kept going no matter how bad his dad trated me how often he called me crazy how often he made fun of me and made my son laugh  i kept at my visatation 3 days a week 2 ohers apece  for 21/2 years over that time i brought activitys and built a better relationship than my son and i had before this nightmear got started   my son has a better relationship with me than most boys do with there mother  who kinda treats kids like furniture

my ex husband on the other hand has gotten laxed and stopped paying so close attension stop going out of his way to paint me so dirty  he figured he had me i was stuck if i wanted to see my kid he was going to controol it my son was growing up fast and i started explaining mental illness and drugs and alcohol use being self medicating     i also got rid of my boyfriend explaining that my son was more important  i even showed him the photograph of where my boyfriend who also had a mental illness had been beating me up  and i didnt want him to see the bruses   i also explained  the fact that i didnt have a phone to call him that cell phones dont work where i live (thay dont work at his house eathor)    i explained that i had to ask his dad if i could see him and his dad wouldnt answer the phone or return my calls at the neighbors  thay  if i tryed to see him with out permision i would get arested    i could have got in trouble the cupple times i did     he remembered how upset i was  and said is thay why you were crying  i said yes   i was sceard of getting arested   but i had to see you and you were so diffrent so cold twards me     the one time you had lost your teeth and nobody told me   i was so sad   and so mad    and your dad   was glad    i looked what is called disheveled   you could not see the true cause was not me    i appologized for my mental illness and even gave him permission to yell  at me for him getting hurt   and  my beautifull son told me sometimes he gets upset and makes mistakes i said thats because you are my son and for us that is normal       the funny thing about this is my son as he mitures not only acts more like me but looks more like me with every passing day    its weird when he lift my house he was skinny and publickly meekey like his father  and throwing fits with me

now he is kinda tough  divorce does that to you he has grown up quite a bit and  i could see he was ready for court  i had made our relation strong enough   he is so much like me      god do i love this  kid   his father is a avid lyer i mean he lyes about his own behavyour wont admity to anything and my son sees it        All i told my son was to tell the judge about our visatation  about how often you see your mommy and how does she treat you          i also told him to tell the truth about what goes on between mommy and daddy   does mommy being upset interfear with our visatations he said yes  do you think if mommy wasent around daddy that she could talk to him   he smartly agreed the problem was me being around his daddy interfeard with our visatations he agreed that there was only one solution to move them    

now the other problem was his daddy and his family made him sceard of me and my house    (no fear what so ever when this whole thing got started my son was shaving my friends head  when i locked his father out of the house     hind sight is 20/20  i never thought my ex would pull this shit on me  i should have had my kid at a relitives the night i locked him out this would have went so diffrently     but  thats how it goes with hindsighting

So i found a mutual friend that was mine before his        that it just so happined that my sons tuter was her grandaughter and she had been doing the tutering at  my friends house    the tutering had been switched so now it was nolonger a conflict of intrest with me not being permited school information      my friends house was now open     he had been allowing my son to be there  so there for he approved it  and my son was comfortable      perfect         no excuses          now  to show my ex is a control freek    

my attorney said hes sure of him self right he thinks this is set in stone i said yes  he said  he is all about money     i said yes      he said he wont want to pay a retainer fee  he takes this as a joak    he aske me is everythig your telling me   the truth  are you sure of your self   i said  absolutely  yes ive never been so sure of my self in my life      i said i am sure of my relationship with my son even though he has been hitting me thats all because of his daddy  i dont think it would happen anywhere elts   i want he him self to talk to the judge i have nothing to hide  i told my son just tell the truth     my son looked  releaved    sereously releaved      

my son and the judge had a long conversation in the judges chambers and he must have painted a good picture of what was going on over there 

my ex husband  was non too pleased with me when my truthfull discription  of my visatations came out    i discribed it from the start as humiliating   and that it was exaserpating my mental illness and causing other health problems do to the stress    and  i was compleatly telling the truth   so it was quite easy for me 

my ex husband on the other hand  did not come prepaired for the truth  that did come out this time    i didnt even bring up our marrage only the conditions of my visatation    and how i felt it was bed for all our mental and physical health   that the fighting in our marrage still persist and it is still causing all of us stress  expecially my son who has been put in the middle of all this by his fathers insistance on suppervising my visatations on his isolated farm

my ex husband showed his dislike for me saying basickly why cant i just show up shut up see the kid leave him alone and leave   thay he didnt see why i couldnt take my punshment  like a worthless pece of shit

that he was being reasonable    that he lets me see him dont he 

  that he didnt see why i needed to try to change things that i shouldnt be alloud to   that he shouldnt have to be doing this

he was clentching and opening his fist  and hand poinging it at the judge in a matter of fact way 

he got fureous that the court proceding went ahead and there was a temporary change of visatation to my and his friends house  that he finally agreed to     trying to look reasonable      boy  was his mom pissed when infrunt of his mother and my sons money broker i was   talking to my attorney    i could hear his mother behind me  calling me a lyer i said how would she know she aint at my visatation  i was showing my attorney my medical records showing my lung deaease   heart desease  and diet controled diabeties he had talked to my mental health worker so he knew the stress i was under   this was a hook line and sinker    and my beautifull son did wonderfully 

the visatation are moved  and that was my goal  not my having possesion him not having so much control over me being able to see my son freely in an inviroment that we are boath comfortable in    and his father is not in

my son talking to the judge showed he was not some feble minded child

and he could discribe our good relationship

once my ex hurd theat thay would be moved he was defeated wanting to just close it    upset that i would get time on weekends and christmass and that he would have to bring him and leave that we were not inconviencing our friend more then we have to

god was i so relieved it was fresh air washed over me it must be what it feels like when sombody really bights off saved    the rest is gona be kinda the find deatails to me   its the begining to the end of his terroney over my son and my relationship   and over my much damaged   reputation

But dont breath a sigh of releaf yet   no  he hasent given in what i wasent expecting was the relationship that he had built up with our frinds familhy whail i was dealing with my depression  and because there grandaughter was doing the tutering at her grandparints    hose   i kinda wasent allowd to go down there    it was a conflict of intrest i was not alloud to be around my son with out his father present    he had compleatly incorporated him self in this family unbenonsed to me       

it was so evedent my first visatation when i showed up and he was buddy buddying with my girlfriends husband  and  had given  him a bag full of his hamberger (hes a beef farmer)    he also helped carrie groshries in  how buddy buddy nice of him   i found out later this was just the latest of meny meat gifts          he had been invited to weddings and  holladays   ect    the truth was a little hard on me but im tough    at the end of my visatatin i was rekindling my relationship with my girlfriend when her husband abruptly put a end to it     i said he was right he wouldnt want our friendship to get started again that as far as he was conserned they were to be on Brians side that i brought this on my self     my friend dian is trying to remain newtrial  bless her actully carring about the kid heart

well i dont bribe people      i will stick to her husbands rules 

i did leave a cupple of messages at my ex husbands about him giving them meat being a conflict of intrest   and it discrediting a witness on his part  and that i have reported it to my attorney and that if he didnt want the visatations move to a visatation center he sould probly quit with the meat gifts  it would look bad if he got a town ship trustee discredited for bribery to dirty talk a woman for her ex husband in a costody battle   that it wouldnt be because of jeff it would be because of him and jeff would never be ellected township trustee     again  

why because he might favor one citizen in his town ship over another posably clearing roads of debree such as snow and fallen trees    all the citisen has to do is slip him some ground meat   what you will do for one person you will do for another     whats your price brothe.................r     anybody  who has been around blake people knows what that meanes  and   Brian  brother goes boath ways

Jeff my best advice   if   he comes     Brothering     say dont brother me i aint for sale  and aint nothing free    get me     Brothe---------r 

i cant help but to feel sorry for jeff  he doesent know what brothering someone is     my ex husband  did a sofer white version of it   but any black man can tell you about it see     it a hidden polocy aginst whitey even if the nigger done wrong trust me

he pulled what we call in cleveland  we call it a     way back see/ you know me     we grew up togethor  i was the good kid teachers pet and shit or we were best buddys    or  our familys go way  back   you know you can trust me

warning   people change   you might want to check with the person who spent the most time with them 

somone who stood nothing to gain from his happyness  zwicks that discredits you  you need brian     and  my  son to farm it 

someone who he needed to be nice to   fogles that discredits you  

every man around here does have something to fear if there wife files for divorce that all look like angle compair to me  state of ohio with a attorney thats   50/50.

Bill parks   he gives you a lot of business discredited

don bashaw   hes been working on you  playing steller father  he painted your  relationship as   having stated with him    it had nothing to do with him untill he moved over there    (pay attension)

principle caldwell   he sided wiht you about passing bransten  to give you a space in the class room    and   you like farmers for some reason and your also religous     i also left you a cupple drunk upset phonecalls  my sons poor grades shows i was right  about holding  him back   im  shure you aint none to  happy about that

brians old  attorney    your opinion baught with money

judge noe   its the toughest for you    and    i cant   say i blame you   what judge wants to admit to having allowed  a miscarage of justice   thankyou for atleast getting my visatation moved

i truly do hope i am wrong   and that this is truly my mental illness getting the best of me      

if  its not      he   has done  all the the damage he    can   do    to me  and my family   and know i know better then      to    trust  him         the rest of you on the other hand  totaly trust  him    easy   targets

i have really   thaught   about  this  he    has   exagerated about me to cover his dirty before       so    for my   own  benifit   i  will  always  have  a third party with me and my  kid    a   real   church  going person       i think  with  my sons  permision    i will video tape my visitations   i  am  his mother i have never been told i cant          

see   when i was  at  my  ex husbands   it would have been illgle videotaping in his home  i found that out the hard way      i half to check with my attorney   if   my   ex   doesent want that kind of security you would have to question why    he  wouldnt want   the world to see   a  good or bad relationship between my son and me        i know im not perfect but i aint  too worried    and i like constructive critism    sometimes you cant see what  others can see plainly       

i know i have never done anything that would justify my son not being able to see me          infact   i  state our    relationship problems plainly   and the biggest one  was  being  around his  father   on  his farm   sorounded by his family   in the  middle  of  nowhere      where  his father   could treat me any  way   he wanted to        and   didnt   think   i   could   do    anything about  it          and    his     minions    are   dependent   on   him    maintaining the kindome so   thay    worship    him    like   a  god    thay saw   what    he    did   to me

welcome  to    North Corea      or     cuba     or     irack       this is dictatership  american style      and    you   better behave in there country  you better not videotape anything  your  camara will  be   distroyed   yep it happened      and    the hinchmen    did   threten me  his name  was  donnie  holding my son    hostage    and  thretened  to kill me   if  i came   near  my  kid       trying to take him     out     of       there    third world country    thank god my son could speak  english   and  said   he  was ok and   that   i    he    wasent  sick    and   had  actually   played   hookey from knoledge  of   the outside   world   that   day   the   school  system  over there aint much better   the    principle  is under  direct  orders  of  the dictator that he  is not to devolge andy information to me   as  a   matter of fact  it appears   meny  people  have  been   give these  same  orders  

i was not  permitted to  talk   to my son   with  out   the tyrent present   good hevens    what are  you people  hiding    im pretty  open  about things     are  you    building   bombs       gassing  and  burning  people praticing some kind of cult type shit      yes  in  a   matter of   speaking i guyess   and bransten is  the   last   emperer   of   comenest     china  thay kept that kid  away  from  his  mother two

boy when  the  resheme  fell  did  that man go threw  hell  trying to fit in to normal  society        atleast  when  the kid  was in it he was filthy rich my kids      kingdom is  full of   cow  shit       and  trust me   the future prince will have to bight  off  slave first see there are still two  kings  before him and a  jellous  lazy uncle    jeff    ( i mean   scar)   

He  did  have  a education     tuter

   now   he  has  a  tuter   that  takes him   among  the commoners

there  is  some one in on the religon she  is of  the same religon put practiced it   in     a   first  world   country    and    she   is   all   about technology  and  very  worldly   but now  bighting it  off   secretly in the thired world  country      if   it     all   comes  togethor

the little emperer will be a democrat  in  a  domocracy and be the smartest damn   leader there  can  be

making  the best use   of

time the man seldomly leaves the farm and he has buit in family guards,    property,   mashenery, money,  workable people,   good name   good credit, no fellonies, pree existant displaced farmer,   religous affiliation ,         es bult in furtilizer cows.

brian its as simple as this it is a business   it has  nothing  to do   with religon    hes not smoaking it  the goverment gave him the licence and responsability   of  growing it    because your family has proven to bight of responsibility   stop  selling meat under the table  thats tax ebatement  dont give your product away  not even samples that is seen as buying favors.        Janet i hope you been exelent with the farm  books   the government will be a stickler about details every plant must be accounted for  the goverment knows its a gold mine  like  alcohol   thay  will have more controol over it in ohio   most property in ohio is clamed and maintained    we donot have  mountanis regons each state is in charge of  there own     eventually  the feds will get there hands in  it   federal income taxes   the other states are getting whail the getting is good.   you already lost out on medical        well  his dad  already screw that one up for him all i can hope for my son is his father     grows a brain   and  goes for a leagal licence   thay wont be handing them out like candy  the gov aint crazy  thay can  regulate  it   right into there  pocket.

   grow   the best  idea in centurys

weed       

shut up its not    me    its    just   Good   business see 

i would  have to  get it like the rest of the tax payers  in a  store because i wouldnt risk my kids father  loosing  his  weed licence  eventually grandfathered  to  my kid.

its  grows  a lot  like  tomatos  get rid of the garbage at the bottom  it biggest ememy is a aphids  the more natural you go the better and there are  pluck it and sit and snip jobs that any retarded or old person can do  any old person can do    it is deffonetly a all hands in business ive seen it in action   and  trust me  its not the animals you worrie about  its the humans     no   fruit    the  flower is  the gold   and thay are  not usually close to  the ground   and  the  leaves are bitter.   i dont think coons or deer  like it   you can get them  partially grow thay take root deep and sprawlley  like corn  can tolerate a  mild  flood 

wash off aphids  with soapy water 

well its your farm and none of my business

i couldnt help my self  im a business major and took vocational hortulculture in highschool  i got stright A    was president of my F.F.A in a broak school  system   growing weed and selling it to the locals is how our teachers kept our green house open when the school system declared it a dying industry   eventually  cheeper weed became avalable    the green house evenutally closed    kinda sad i know     its  a appartment building and the tenents  use it  as  a smoaing  area now  

[libidomechanica]

Through still claspt, of whateer the fashions, and no peace,

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leaues, ful of fraude advisements     If that I feel it proof the narrow little without sport     me. If I drink potions, gather pure snow, to fight, or sing,     but to rise grain a suddenly you of maintain rills into     you, or antic

proportion no bittering claspt by     the store of it was they better mither: And hapless     forever bloncket liuing lid of Wine you Virgil I’ll people     sweet with old Khayyám the tints foot an overcast: and all the     fix’d constrous, next I’ll give

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all thee does with all fade, for shade     the dust. I hearken to my throw often would not you. With     all a checked her Eyes me with the mourns, his Voice from the false     Foxe came front gate, which is innocent, nor with that Turkish     hung. On the soul their own

mouth until mine. He has legs twain,     that al through, and in this time, all well her eyebrows free that     I’m sure, to hang once he pure in debateth nough the gan     he warmth an eche off ever but a prest, for when Gaeta:—     Shot. At beam of your house,

which my harp shalt not last liberty,     rightways for he nould not succeed—but the should before     my lifull for thy mine. Of you out Petulant a great;     but, fightingale she storms have no long it to give thine     dissemblances, breath an

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the Stars would are turf I bore her     little the long her, dearest; but, finding, my Mary, and     like, zombie-lite the prime, let her tenor the mark that can     in the Lion’s hand on my carroll of stone? If you any     hands of her neck grip

the silence and Rose-in-hand on     the Kiddie to a week: but me out the heartbeat held me     best of men? But the Rose- in-hand on the Harvest the Stripling,     that can it once mind with the man? But solitariness;     nor Entreaty, Threat,

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I shouted—Open they left me!     While the difference, helpe quitt with a blanket. I it all please     redde, who laid. Through still claspt, of whate’er the fashions, and no     peace, a part when the bough. See what I hearth-flowers. Open     though your bed and smacking

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days, would rise to the city, even     of the dore away! I dream alone. Let us medled     him who’s straue they which, with honors slip frae meikle thine.     Rainbow’s glory intender no song forth his bow, new     politics; thou coming

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And, for two. Their seem’d this life-blooms     of her beauty would be the flowered, her beautiful eyes     still sprited horse, O! If youres. That are she’s leasure, subdueth!     It was this own dear and wrung its structures and greene thine     or Earth’s returns to Sin?

[meirimerens]

I remember a while back someone asked you about your sexuality headcanons for TEW characters and I was wondering, what are they (if you have any!!) for MGS character? :0 (sorry for bad English)

yeah i got sum… not for every single characters but i’ll give out those i can think of out of the top of my head!

snolid snake: gay, i’m a big fan of the idea of, at some point, him and meryl being asked how it went between them post-mgs1 and meryl responding “well we really respected each other but there was this… thing, this feeling that got in the way of us really loving each other in a romantic way….” and said thing being. their respective absolute MASSIVE homosexualities

while i’m on the topic, meryl: massive lesbian, mgs4 canon ending lichrally who? idk who this johnny guy is

hal: bi and like, oblivious and a disaster about it

kaz: bi and like, confident enough that if he was still alive (rip king) he’d give tips to hal on how to not make a fool out of yourself when you’re trying to get your man’s attention

ocelot: my gay moronsexual KING goddess bless him and his horrendous taste in men

big boss: in all ways except knowledge that sex exists, bi

venom: bi and a better person than big boss could’ve ever dreamed to be

eva: she puts the “bi” in “big mama” if you know what i’m fucking sayin!!!

joy/the boss: my absolute bicon of a mom with a… wild taste in men goddess bless

strangelove: my canon lesbian goddess bless

mei ling: loves wemen non otherwise specified, i’m thinking lesbian who’s juuust dipping her toes into the whole dating wemen thing

raiden: my massive bi womenrespecter 

liquid: haven’t quite thot about it because when he comes on screen i lose consciousness and wake up in the middle of a field covered in someone else’s blood. likes men non otherwise specified, but loves throwing hands more.

olga: the second i saw her i felt a wave of kinship wash over me and looking at her i saw a massive lesbo looking back if you know what i’m fucking sayin!!!!!

sniper wolf: we’re married and very happy, thank you

huey: canonically homophobic

it’s past 4AM and this series is a lot for my sleep-deprived brain to handle so if i missed someone you’re wondering about just ask don’t be shy.

and your english was just fine, you’re doing great!!

[idratherlivefreetofail]

(Reposting this because I just realized that I forgot to edit these screenshots when I posted them originally oops! xD)

I’m so proud of  Seán you guys! ^_^

Him and Meghan did such a great job hosting this show. He was able to be extremely professional, serious and well spoken while still being himself too. It makes me very happy to see him branch out more and do stuff like this because I think it proves that there’s a lot more to him then just being a loud gaming Youtuber and that he has many different talents and abilities inside of him too. I’m super happy for him and proud of him everyone. He seriously did a fantastic job! :D

But yeah, this such a fantastic show with a lot of interesting and good game announcements! :D

Seriously I’m very surprised with how great some of the announcements were even with the stuff I wasn’t really interested in. All the people that went up on stage were super passionate about showing people all this new stuff with these games. I especially loved Janina Gavankar or the woman who’s playing the main character on the new Star Wars Battlefront game. I’ve never seen any of the Star Wars movies so that game didn’t really interest me that much but she made me much more interested in the game. You could tell she has so much passion for playing her character and that was incredibly nice to see! :D I don’t know I just really liked the show and all the stuff that they showed in it, I was really into it a lot more then I was expecting to be. I mean there were some cringey moments in it, (those toy story costumes were terrifying! D:) but all and all I really enjoyed this. :) The only thing I didn’t like was the people in the chat, I mean yeah not that surprising that the chat would be super negative when a lot of people are watching and honestly I wasn’t even looking at it that often because I knew that it would be negative but every time I glanced at it the chat was just full of so much negativity even more then I thought it was going to be. People shouting racial slurs, bad kingdom hearts fans shitting on everything that was shown before it and being overly angry about it not getting shown first, people who hate kingdom hearts and completely shitting all over the game and the people who like it for just no reason other then to just piss people off and people who didn’t like that Seán and Meghan/strawburry17 were hosting it and completely hating on them for every little thing that they did especially to Meghan. People were saying that her laugh was annoying and that she talked to much and worse of all there was people who were saying that she did not deserve to be up there and that only Seán should have, which seriously pissed me the fuck off! Plus there was people in the chat making fun of the people who were defending her and saying sexist shit like “respect wemen 2017!!″ If that was any of you guys in the community on here saying any of that in the chat then SHAME ON YOU! >:(  Both of them did a fantastic job hosting this show and both deserved to be on that stage! I’ve never seen any of Meghan’s videos but I still respected her as a host and as a person, she seriously did not deserve that negativity at all even she didn’t see the chat during it. She’s a person who deserves respect and decency and to see people not treat her like a person and just as an “annoying accessory to Jacksepticeye” just made me extremely angry. Sorry I don’t mean to make this post negative talking about this because again it’s not surprising that there was negative people in the chat but it still bothered me that I just saw so much negativity in just the few times I glanced at that chat and I wanted to get that off my chest. :/

Anyway though negativity aside, like I said before I really enjoyed this show and I loved seeing all these people on the stage just be so passionate about all these games and things that were announced during it. Such a good show! ^_^

[kurok666]

Lucifer x Reader : 21

a/n: Hello Tumblr, been a while, but im back and heres some luci to start you off 

Paring: Lucifer Morningstar x Reader

Plot : the reader sees Lucifer's true form 

Warning : pretty depressing 

You have no idea how much it hurts right now.

The world was spinning all around you. You didn’t see people, places, even some sounds. The world was blur, a swatch of different colors, bright lights and loud sounds. How did you get here, why were you here anyway.

Oh yeah.

Its started with the death of your father. Your mother left when you were barely a year old, leaving you with your father. He was a loving and caring man and did everything he could to give you all you need. In return you studied at school and college, being straight A student and working hard as a trainee at LAPD. Your dad was proud of what you have become but he couldn’t see you grow anymore. He was killed when a drugged and armed teen crashed in to his house and shot him 6 times because of his hallucinations.

Everyone at the police department knew what happened and seeing their pitiful glances and you, saying their sorry for what happened and for you to stay strong.  The only one who understood you was Chloe only because she knew how it was.

At first you kept it together, getting a promotion to be Chloe’s official partner and in progress becoming close friends. And of course as you worked with Chloe you worked with Lucifer as well, you didn’t know why but for some reason you believed he was really the devil. Something a bout him just yelled danger to you, but you weren’t scared of him if anything you were interested in him.

But of course you weren’t prepared for what will happen, on one of the cases you had you decided to play bait for the suspect, the catch was no one knew that so you went after the suspect alone. There was an ambush and you were only able to call the first person on your phone, who was lucifer, you only had enough time to yell out the address before your phone was crushed while still in your hand , breaking your wrist and a few fanfares along with it. But that was the least of your worries.

They tied you up after beating you almost to a bloody pulp. The smell of your own blood filled your nose and its taste was prominent in your mouth. You didn’t feel your legs nor arms at this point. With yes barely open you saw a light on the other end of the room and soon after screams of pain were heard as the suspect ordered his men to go see whats up.

All you could see was a silhouette of someone. In got closer and closer until you finally saw its face.

“Lucifer?”

He didn’t hear your weak voice but he saw your state of being and you swear you saw his eyes flash red with anger. “Oh my , is that really how you treat wemen my good sir” you hear him say as he grabbed the suspect by the collar of his leather jacket, the suspect begged for Lucifer to not hurt him, at this you saw Lucifer smirk, his iron grip still on the man.

“Oh but look at the girl right there, you treated her so well while I wasn’t around I simply must return the favor.”

“W-What are you!?- NO! NO! NO! STAY AWAY! LET ME GO PLEASE !!!! DEVIL ! DEVIL! DEVIL!!!”

The man was yelling and crying and you looked up to see what Lucifer did.

You regretted ever looking up.

You saw Lucifer’s face and your eyes widen. He looked like he was burned all over with that red and black skin, his yeas were pure red looking deep in to the suspects eyes as he cried for him to spare him and let him go.

“Lucifer?...”

As soon as he heard you calling him he looked at you, face back to looking human, but his eyes. They were filled with what seemed worry and fear.

Your heart was pounding at a million miles per hour but you didn’t move or look away at all.

You just stared at him .

A day.

A week.

A month.

As time went on the nightmares didn’t end. His eyes were burned in the back of your mind. About a week ago it got worse. You couldn’t take it. You cant be around Lucifer much longer. You left the LAPD and so far you didn’t like the jobs you got offers for. It just wasn’t your thing.

And now here you were on the streets of night time LA, aimlessly walking around. You were tired of being awake, you just wanted this to be over. You barely felt your feet hit the ground so when a group of people were passing by people pushed you only noticed it when you were inches off the ground. You closed your eyes, preparing for impact but in never came, instead you felt a strong hand on your upper arm.

“i-im so sorry, I didn’t see where I was going.” You say timidly, not looking up at the person as you got back to your feet.

“its no pro-“Y/n”?”

You heard the familial accent and felt cold shiver go down your back. Looking up you see the man your so afraid of. You didn’t move from your place but as you looked in to his eyes, that were filled with worry for the first time in a while, you didn’t feel as scared as you have grown accustomed to.

“why did you leave “Y/n”, is it really that hard for you ?” he asked, trying not to come of a threatening to you . it kinda worked.

“L-Lucifer … its not just hard … its-its… You have no idea how much it hurts right now. I believed you in a way … but I never thought … I … I really liked you … you know …  ” you say, tears started to form on the edges of your eyes.

“I couldn’t look at you after that day … because I … I didn’t see the flirty, sassy and sarcastic Lucifer I knew … I saw the Devil … your red eyes … I see them in my nightmares and it tears me apart because I want to believe that  your not how you have been depicted in the bible and other books. I want to believe that your not evil, that you wont hurt me, but … those red eyes I saw … I’m terrified of you.”

Lucifer felt a hard and painful pang to his chest. He didn’t think a human would bring so much human emotion out of him. After the fiasco with the detective he was sure he will never fall under gods plan and will do as he desired, to never fall for a human again. But you were different, something in you just got him so interested. Was it the fact you believed him in a way? Or was it just the feeling you gave him after a day at work. He didn’t know and he didn’t understand it either. But what he knew for sure, he didn’t want to let you go like he did with Chloe. He simply wouldn’t be able to do it.

But seeing what you told him just now, he had a lot of mistakes to fix and he knows it wont be easy but he cant take seeing you this way anymore.

He carefully took your hand in his, you slightly shivered but didn’t pull away.

“If you let me … I can show you that I’m not what you fear I am … but only if you let me to” he said carefully, fearing if he says a thing wrong he will scare you off.

You look at him, trying to detect any sign of a lie or danger.

“Ok, I’ll trust you” you say slightly squeezing his hand.

A small smile appeared on the mans sharp features as he led you to his car to take you to lux where he can explain everything to you.

Maybe you wont run away this time.

[vraiesmeufs]

Apprendre le sexisme

Un article de Avec un H

ENGLISH VERSION (translated by Eunisse)

You know, sexism is something you learn. It’s not innate. But really, every discrimination issues, is something we learn. Well, it’s nice to know that but it’s better to understand it, why, how and stuff. If i focus on sexism it’s because i am lucky to only undergo this type of discrimination. And even if those discriminations are derisive compared to many other countries, I’m goint to talk about it. I do what i want. I could tell loads of sexism related stuff but we’re just going to get into something to understand how we learn to be sexist. But i don’t pretend to have the answer, I actually don’t think I have it. I just want to give food for though about a situation. A situation that SURPRISINGLY kind of put me beside myself. Even if i admit, it didn’t happen to me but to my little sister But it put her beside herself as well ! ANYWAYS You remember the heatwave at the end of june right ? The weather was like hot kind of. That was a weather to go out lightly dressed, to survive it’s better. At my sister’s middle school -she’s in ninth grade- they decided to survive the heatwave. Eh… no, not really. Only the students wanted to survive the heat. Haha…. So that means that the counselor wasn’t happy so he convoked all of the students in the studying room. HUM Well, okay I’m exagerating a little. He convoked the eights and ninth grades girls. Yeah really. No need to say that, right now there’s a problem. We are reproaching those girls to be wearing unacceptable outfits. That they can’t come in in beach or garden outfits. They are asked to be respectfull to themselves because they aren’t just bodies and they are told one last thing so that they understand They are compared to cars, they are being told that boys think « what a nice car body. It’s well known, boys love cars.

WELL we’re fucked. First when we say to someone that their outfit is unacceptableand that they have to respect their body, it maked them feel guilty and self concious and even more here because they in the middle of their puberty and their body changes, that’s not easy. We make them understand that showing their bodies is wrong, we tell them that boys only see them as objects. I think that a boy is smarter than that. The problem is, it does not stop there. That counselor uses his personnal experience to tell them that naked legs are wrong. He explains that he worked in mixed residential school and that he saw how girls and boys behaved together. And he adds : Don’t complain if someone bothers you, respect yourselves. It’s serious, it’s terrible to say that. It’s this type of remarks that make people think that rapes are the victim’s fault. We need to stop thinking that a girl in a short is trying to turn everyone on. In this case, they were just hot. Actually my sister had the feeling that what they were being told wa that the teacher as well could be thinking « what a nice carbody » Above all, at the end they are being told that only the eighth and ninth grade are being convoked because thet don’t have the same bodu as the sixth and seventh graders. All of this is really an issue because we teach to future wemen that showing their body is inducing men to do what they want with them. Except that obviously it’s wrong. Anyone should be able to wear a short without it being a problem. It goes by questionning the way we see women but also the way we see men. Feminism is an omnipresent fight today but I believe that it brings men down to perverts, yet, we teach them to be like this. I think that just like sexism, you learn to be a feminist. But it has to be done the nice way right ? Today, a man should be able to tackle a women without her being frightened. I think we have to teach men to respect women and women to trust men. And not teaching women to hide their bodies to man sight. Maybe like that we’ll reach a better gender equality. VOILA