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[musicmutt]

https://www.tumblr.com/real-minnesota-state/762095287086039040/music-asks-these-are-actually-pretty-fucking-hard?source=share

One, five, nine, eleven, fifteen, seventeen, nineteen, twenty, twenty-three, twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight, and thirty :)

YAAAYYYYY TYTYTYTYTYTYTY THIS IS GONNA TAKE A MINUTE YAYYYYY TYY

1:A song you like with a color in the title

well its not really a color specifically but brick is a shade of red so it technically counts

5:A song that needs to be played LOUD

warning for abuse and sexual mentions,, i dont know i just realized this song is so good when its loud

9:A song that makes you happy

this song reminds me of my old cat atty, im not sure why but it feels really sweet:]]

15:A song that is a cover by another artist

hhehshajaha...hahahhahs........ her voice.......

17:A song that would sing a duet with on karaoke

you already know chat

19:A song that makes you think about life

THIS IS ARGUABLY ONE OF THE MOST BEAUTIFUL SONGS IVE HEARD IN MY LIFE!!! it makes me so happy and sad at the same time

20:A song that has many meanings to you

at first i thought this song was about running away but i realize its probably about drugs,, both work for me though

23:A song that you think everybody should listen to

this video has a scene of a dog humping a pillow and i dont jnow any other places this song is without the video so sorry about that:( but it feels really important to me ALSO FLASHING LIGHTS

26:A song that makes you want to fall in love

!!!!!!!MY FIRST EVER CRUSH INTRODUCED THIS SONG TO ME it makes me feel interesting things

27:A song that breaks your heart

aughagaugss..... idk why this doesnt embed properly sorry

30:A song that reminds you of yourself

chat

HEHEHSHEHEJKAH(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[retroactivebakeries]

*heals from grievous wounds cutely and with style*

[habitant]

Some excerpts from Hailey Salvian's article from this morning about the legend of MPP

Hailey Salvian is one of the members of The Athletic staff currently trying to unionize! You can read their mission statement here.

[fannyrosie]

Another day at the botanical gardens

Outfit rundown

Dress: vintage Juliette et Justine (2003) - Cardigan: second-hand Fint - Hat: vintage (1950-60) - Bag: second-hand Axes Femme; Shoes: second-hand Yösuke - Cameo brooch: vintage - Spice rack brooch: handmade - Lilies of the valley corsage: Pauline Rose - Earrings: old Dracolite - Belt: thrifted

[mcroutfits]

ULTRA RARE OUTFIT: frank wearing montreal canadiens hockey jersey

[brutalistinteriors]

Bibliothèque et Maison de la Culture Côte-des-Neiges, Montreal. Jodoin Lamarre Pratte architects.

[sports-and-fandoms]

HE.

BOOPED.

HIM.

I CANNOT.

[coochiequeens]

On the 35th anniversary of The École Polytechnique massacre never forget the 14 women who were killed for being women in science

The École Polytechnique massacre (French: tuerie de l'École polytechnique), also known as the Montreal massacre, was an antifeminist mass shooting that occurred on December 6, 1989 at the École Polytechnique de Montréal in Montreal, Quebec. Fourteen women were murdered; another ten women and four men were injured.

Perpetrator Marc Lépine, armed with a legally obtained Ruger Mini-14 semi-automatic rifle and hunting knife, entered a mechanical engineering class at the École Polytechnique. He ordered the women to one side of the classroom, and instructed the men to leave. After claiming that he was "fighting feminism", he shot all nine women in the room, killing six. The shooter then moved through corridors, the cafeteria, and another classroom, specifically targeting women, for just under 20 minutes. He killed eight more women before ending his own life. In total, 14 women were killed, and 14 others were injured.

The massacre is now widely regarded as an anti-feminist attack and representative of wider societal violence against women; the anniversary of the massacre is commemorated as the National Day of Remembrance and Action on Violence Against Women. After the attack, Canadians debated various interpretations of the events, their significance, and the shooter's motives. Other interpretations emphasized the shooter's abuse as a child or suggested that the massacre was the isolated act of a madman, unrelated to larger social issues

The incident led to more stringent gun control laws in Canada, and increased action to end violence against women. It also resulted in changes in emergency services protocols to shootings, including immediate, active intervention by police. These changes were later credited with minimizing casualties during incidents in Montreal and elsewhere. The massacre remained the deadliest mass shooting in Canada until the 2020 Nova Scotia attacks over 30 years later.[4]

Contents

Timeline

Sometime after 4 p.m. on December 6, 1989, Marc Lépine arrived at the building housing the École Polytechnique, an engineering school affiliated with the Université de Montréal, armed with a Ruger Mini-14 rifle and a hunting knife.[5] He had purchased the gun less than a month earlier on November 21 in a Checkmate Sports store in Montreal. He had told the clerk that he was going to use it to hunt small game.[6] He had been in and around the École Polytechnique building at least seven times in the weeks leading up to December 6.[5]

The perpetrator first sat in the office of the registrar on the second floor for a while, where he was seen rummaging through a plastic bag. He did not speak to anyone, even when a staff member asked if she could help him.[2] He then left the office and was seen in other parts of the building before entering a second-floor mechanical engineering class of about sixty students at about 5:10 p.m.[7] After approaching the student giving a presentation, he asked everyone to stop everything and ordered the women and men to opposite sides of the classroom. No one moved at first, believing it to be a joke until he fired a shot into the ceiling.[8][9]

Lépine then separated the nine women from the approximately fifty men and ordered the men to leave.[10][9] He asked the women whether they knew why they were there; instead of replying, a student asked who he was. He answered that he was fighting feminism.[9][11] One of the students, Nathalie Provost, protested that they were women studying engineering, not feminists fighting against men or marching to prove that they were better. He responded by opening fire on the students from left to right, killing six—Hélène Colgan, Nathalie Croteau, Barbara Daigneault, Anne-Marie Lemay, Sonia Pelletier, and Annie St-Arneault—and wounding three others, including Provost.[9][11] Before leaving the room, he wrote the word "shit" twice on a student project.[10]

The gunman continued into the second-floor corridor and wounded three students before entering another room where he twice attempted to shoot a female student. When his weapon failed to fire, he entered the emergency staircase where he was seen reloading his gun. He returned to the room he had just left, but the students had locked the door; he failed to unlock it with three shots fired into the door. Moving along the corridor, he shot at others, wounding one, before moving towards the financial services office, where he shot and killed Maryse Laganière through the window of the door she had just locked.[12][11]

The perpetrator next went down to the first-floor cafeteria, in which about 100 people were gathered. He shot nursing student Barbara Maria Klucznick near the kitchens and wounded another student, and the crowd scattered. Entering an unlocked storage area at the end of the cafeteria, the gunman shot and killed Anne-Marie Edward and Geneviève Bergeron, who were hiding there. He told a male and female student to come out from under a table; they complied and were not shot.[13]: 30 [11]

The shooter then walked up an escalator to the third floor where he shot and wounded one female and two male students in the corridor. He entered another classroom and told the men to "get out", shooting and wounding Maryse Leclair, who was standing on the low platform at the front of the classroom, giving a presentation.[13]: 26–27  He fired on students in the front row and then killed Maud Haviernick and Michèle Richard who were trying to escape the room, while other students dived under their desks.[11][13]: 30–31  The killer moved towards some of the female students, wounding three of them and killing Annie Turcotte. He changed the magazine in his weapon and moved to the front of the class, shooting in all directions. At this point, the wounded Leclair asked for help; the gunman unsheathed his hunting knife and stabbed her three times, killing her. He took off his cap, wrapped his coat around his rifle, exclaimed, "Oh shit", and then killed himself with a shot to the head, 20 minutes after having begun his attack.[14][13]: 31–32  About 60 unfired cartridges remained in the boxes he carried with him.[14][13]: 26–27 

After briefing reporters outside, Montreal Police director of public relations Pierre Leclair entered the building and found his daughter Maryse's stabbed body.[15][16]

The Quebec and Montreal governments declared three days of mourning.[15] A joint funeral for nine of the women was held at Notre-Dame Basilica on December 11, 1989, and was attended by Governor General Jeanne Sauvé, Prime Minister Brian Mulroney, Quebec premier Robert Bourassa, and Montreal mayor Jean Doré, along with thousands of other mourners.

The Victims

Geneviève Bergeron (born 1968), civil engineering student

Hélène Colgan (born 1966), mechanical engineering student

Nathalie Croteau (born 1966), mechanical engineering student

Barbara Daigneault (born 1967), mechanical engineering student

Anne-Marie Edward (born 1968), chemical engineering student

Maud Haviernick (born 1960), materials engineering student

Maryse Laganière (born 1964), budget clerk in the École Polytechnique's finance department

Maryse Leclair (born 1966), materials engineering student

Anne-Marie Lemay (born 1967), mechanical engineering student

Sonia Pelletier (born 1961), mechanical engineering student

Michèle Richard (born 1968), materials engineering student

Annie St-Arneault (born 1966), mechanical engineering student

Annie Turcotte (born 1969), materials engineering student

Barbara Klucznik-Widajewicz (born 1958), nursing student

[fallmisery]

I’m going to have to start using this when the Victoire plays badly 😅

[musicmutt]

i see car bombs in your eyes.

[annapolisrose]

Caserne Centrale de Pompiers / central fire station

[shotsonsight]

Le suspect

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[habitant]

take notes kids, this is love

[outdoormagic]

Blooming Bonsai

[paladin--strait]

media girl - cole caufield

this is kinda bad but i wanted to get something out there and the idea seemed kinda cute so...

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i take a deep breath, holding the mini mic in my hand as i set it up so all the talking can be heard and recorded. it's my first day as a media girl for the canadiens and i don't think i've ever been this nervous in my whole life. the hallway is silent, except for my racing heartbeat.

i fiddle with the wire that connects the mic to my phone, running it through my nails, but my fidgeting is cut short at the sound of the locker room door creaking open, kirby dach walking into the hallway, putting on his helmet. i see him look up at me as he approaches, he smiles at me, almost like a warm greeting.

i smile softly, holding out my hand in the view of the camera, a tiny, fake baby hand in place of my real one. "nice to meet you..." i say, laughing.

kirby's jaw drops slightly, a laugh escaping his lips as he shakes the fake baby hand. "nice to meet you," he says between laughs, "i'm kirby."

"i'm y/n, new media girl." i say, putting down the hand. he welcomes me to the team and asks me a few more questions, then leaves to go to practice. i take a deep breath, that wasn't so bad. a few minutes later, juraj slafkovsky and nick suzuki walk out together, coming down the hallway.

i wait for them to get to a good distance, smiling nervously. once they make it right in front of me, i poke out the hand, "hi, i'm y/n..."

juraj busts out laughing, immediately shaking the small plastic hand. "juraj." i nod at him, smiling as i move my hand in front of nick.

he takes the plastic hand in his, smiling. "i'm nick, captain for the canadiens."

"nice to meet you both..." i say, putting down the fake hand.

"are you the new media person?" juraj asks, extending a hand to waist height to point at me. i nod and he smiles, "well, welcome to the team. we're happy to have you."

i smile a little wider at his words, saying goodbye as they walk away. barely any time later, out walks kaiden guhle and arber xhekaj, laughing at something. they walk pretty fast down the hallway, and stop when they get to me. arber is the first to speak, "aren't you the new media girl?" he asks, smiling.

i nod, "nice to meet you, i'm y/n." i extend the baby hand, watching as they both laugh and shake the fake hand awkwardly.

kaiden pats my shoulder, a smile on his face. "welcome to the team! how's it going so far?" he asks, buckling his helmet onto his head.

"it's going good, thank you." i smile. "i've already met kirby, juraj, nick, and now you guys." i say, watching as some players walk by us as we talk.

"did they treat you good?" arber asks, raising an eyebrow. "if anyone gives you any trouble, you can come to either of us and we'll handle it." he says, pointing a finger at himself then kaiden, who's nodding.

i nod my head, "everyone seems really nice so far and thank you, i'll remember that." i smile at them, watching as they leave, grabbing their sticks in the next part of the hallway. i wait for a little longer, about to pack up the phone stand when i hear the locker room door open, a cute blond boy walking out, looking down at his helmet as he walks.

he's about halfway down the hallway when he finally looks up, slowing his walk as he makes eye contact with me. he finally makes it to me, a soft smile on his face. "hi, i'm cole, cole caufield." he extends his hand.

i extend the baby hand, smiling. "nice to meet you, cole. i'm y/n, new media girl."

he laughs softly at the baby hand, shaking it with his thumb and pointer finger, smiling. "nice to meet you..." he says, seemingly not being able to stop eye contact with me.

we stand there awkwardly for a bit, making eye contact. "well...i should go to practice now i guess..." he says awkwardly, "i'll talk to you later, y/n?" he starts to walk off backwards, still facing me.

i nod, smiling. but i can't help but laugh when he bumps into the stick rack, knocking them all over with a soft curse. i turn off the camera, putting the baby hand in my pocket and going over to help him, grabbing some sticks and looking at the rack, its organized by player and none of the sticks have names on them. "uhh..."

"it's okay, the other staff can fix those, just set them on the ground." cole laughs softly at my confusion, helping me set them on the ground.

"thanks, cole." i smile up at him. not being able to help myself from looking at the way his hair curls out of his helmet, making me smile a little wider.

"what? is my helmet on weird?" he says, trying to adjust it.

"no, it's perfect." i laugh, "your hair just curls out..." i say, taking a finger and touching the curl, moving my finger with the swoop of the wing of hair coming out from under his helmet.

he laughs, "oh..." he reaches up, feeling to see how bad it is. "is it bad?"

i smile, watching him attempt to fix his hair. the words fly out before i can think, "no, it's cute." and i immediately blush, seeing as his face flushes pink as well.

"uh...thanks..." he smiles at me, "i guess i should really go now...bye y/n!" he waves, turning away and walking out.

"see you around, cole..." i smile and wave, watching at he walks away and out of the hallway. i sigh, looking down at the mess of sticks. i frown, walking away to grab my phone and the rest of the equipment, when i feel a hand on my shoulder.

i turn around, my eyes catching cole's face. "hey...do you maybe want to get coffee after practice?" he asks, taking his hand off my shoulder.

i blush a little, nodding my head with no hesitation. "sure, that sounds great!" i smile. "once i'm done with editing this i'll come and watch you finish up practice, i'll wait for you there."

he smiles, "okay, i'll see you soon!" he says, smiling wide as he jogs down the hallway, leaving me standing there alone in the hallway. i smile wider to myself, what am i getting myself into?

[samspicturesandwords]

Green and Aqua