#jesais

[molasseslord]

Thoughts about The Iron Butterfly series as I go through my reread (up to 3/4 the way through The Steele Wolf)

Joss

AKA why I hate men ✨

There are very few men in Thalia's life who genuinely care about her as a person. Most of the men, especially love interests like Joss and Fenri, only care about whatever benefit they can get from Thalia.

Joss in TIB is caring, but it stems from whatever sense of responsibility he feels over her from rescuing her from the river with Darren. In TIB he's inconsiderate of her boundaries as he tries to be closer to her and attempts to make assumptions and decisions for her without discussion, such as when he:

Touches her without permission multiple times despite her obvious truama

Takes ahold of her hand during the resetting of her leg and forces her to allow him to take her pain

Sees her practicing archery on Faraway and removes her from him

Forces himself into her room to act as her guard

Pulls her to the side and kisses her without permission

He makes it very obvious in TIB that he feels as if Thalia *owes him* a romantic relationship.

In TSW he is increasingly more inconsiderate towards Thalia and her feelings, acting as dense as a fucking rock at times when she's obviously uncomfortable. He forces her to hide her feelings and remain uncomfortable by weaponizing guilt and being dismissive ("this is for my sister" "think about my parents" "this engagement is only for show... for my sister.")

TL;DR Joss feels entitled to a relationship with Thalia for rescueing her, he's inconsiderate of her emotions, he uses his relationship for personal gain.

I wrote a lot but in my defense I really hate Joss lmao

Fenri

Fenri's crimes against Thalia are incredibly obvious, and Thalia even points out herself that his anger towards her calling for the Kragh Aru rather than becoming his lifemate is a matter of pride to him. That he sees himself as strong, smart, and worthy to be the next clan leader. He claims he has feelings for Thalia, but they must be rather shallow if he verbally assaults her the way he does. And he kisses her without permission as well! Thalia!!! Stop letting men get away with doing that to you!!!

During the first half of TSW his attitude towards his relationship with Thalia is entitled, similar to Joss. Unlike Joss he's openly antagonistic whenever he feels as if things between them aren't going his way or that she insults his pride in some way.

TL;DR Fenri feels entitled to a relationship with Thalia for maintaining her secret, he's inconsiderate of her emotions, he attempts to use a relationship for personal gain.

Kael

Kael, you beautiful asshole of a man. He's redeemable because he actually does care for Thalia beyond whatever benefit can be gained from a relationship with her. Which... There is no benefit for him, besides staying alive and maintaining his honor as a SwordBrother. Thalia is nothing if not an inconvenience for him.

Unfortunately Kael viewing her as nothing but an inconvenience is where his issues come in: He's an asshole towards her, through and through. He berates her, mocks her, taunts her, insults her, invades her personal space, attempts to take her life at one point? is rude, refuses any sort of open and nonconfrontational dialogue with her, and literally does everything he can to make her hate him. All on purpose, he feels as if it's better for the both of them if they hate each other. In TIB I think he actually does tell Thalia that he hates her...

In TSW Kael is more expressive of his emotions, but refuses to be clear about them. He begins to show actual care for her, again without any benefit for himself. The threat of losing her is a genuine fear for her wellbeing rather than his own. He's winning points I'll give him that.

TL;DR Kael is an asshole towards Thalia but his genuine care for her is what redeems him.

Misc others (up to 3/4 into TSW)

The Adepts, Bearen, Bvork, Rayneld, the Septori: All deny Thalia autonomy in some way, physically threaten her, or physically abuse her.

(in the case of the Adepts: think the one guy who wanted to experiment on her (the literal thing that traumatized her) and the one dude who pulled the fake knife stunt on her without warning when demonstrating the paint knife (not a cool thing to do to someone who's been in life threatening situations multiple times).

TL;DR on why I hate men: I'm a lesbian and all of these guys are nothing but inconsiderate and/or assholes towards Thalia over the course of their ✨romantic plotlines✨

Faraway and Wolf are the only men in this series who is valid and worthy of love and adoration 🧡

(I feel like all of this is incredibly obvious but I had to get it off my chest)

[yourownpookie]

Zindagi yun na socha tha jesay Tu guzar rahi hai

Har baar usi be-parwah ki chaah k liye taras rahi hai

[kakawali]

Kabhi kabhi sardiyoun ki koi raat Ek ajaab sanjeedgi kay ehsaas kay sath Hum par Ek ajaab kafiyat tari kar deti hai,, raat kay 2 bajay saayen saayen karti khaamoshi main ghari ki awaaz bhi buland mehsoos hoti Ha kuch faslay par train kay horn ki awaaz,, veeran Sarak Aur street light ki roshni tallay aiyaan honay Wali wo dhundh ajaab hi samma hota Ha Yeh, Ek Ajeeb khali paan ka ehsaas agar ghoor karo tou sardi Aur thandak bazataar khud Kuch bhi nhi hain balkay darasal hararaat Aur garmi ki kaami ka naam Ha bulkul Aisay jesay andhera Kuch bhi nhi balkay roshni ki kaami ka naam Ha jisay jahalaat ileem ki kaami ko kehtay hain Aur is sa humen wazzeh Yeh pigham milta Ha kay mayoosi Aur udasi bhi khud Kuch nhi Ha balkay emaan ki kami ka naam Ha,, u can either stay positive or negative is main neutral option koi nhi Ha Kyun ke negativity khud Kuch nhi Ha balkay positivity ki absence ka naam Ha.

[delta-m]

It’s like a regular ring water game but you can also launch 1 of 3 jesai into heaven

[fashionbooksmilano]

Renata Mohlo

Elegante da morire

Baldini+Castoldi, Milano 2024, 192 pagine, brossura, ISBN 9791254941447

euro 18,00

email if you want to buy booksinprogressmilano@yahoo.it

Milano, sbadata e rampante. Giorni nostri. Un cadavere giace nella toilette di un noto ristorante. L’acqua del rubinetto corre, il rotolo di carta igienica pure, e lo stiletto di una décolleté griffata affonda nel corpo esanime dell’illustre defunta. Lei, Madame Jesais Tout, ma all’anagrafe Gaetana Pizzuto; lei, direttrice onnipotente di una patinata rivista di moda, che decide ascese e cadute con un cenno del capo; lei, che «un tempo era buona, ma poi ha dimenticato tutto»; ebbene, lei ora viene avvolta in un tappeto afghano e chiusa nel freezer, per occultarne l’omicidio prima che la gente mormori. E quando Ignazio Scognamiglio, ispettore sgualcito e incline alla disfatta, sarà assoldato sottotraccia alla ricerca di colpevoli e moventi (a profusione), in passerella sfileranno rivalità antiche e figli rinnegati, portinaie chiromanti e parvenu dell’haute couture, fenomenologie del merletto e vendette servite gelide. Intessendo un noir che è anche satira tagliente, l’autrice realizza un affresco ironico e corale, quello della moda tutta brillio ma con i suoi chiaroscuri – lì dove «è tutto falso, la fantasia è altrove» – qui restituita con spensierata, ma a tratti tenera, efferatezza. Come si dice, «Adoro!»

Al piano di sotto

Quando un luogo banale diventa lo scenario di qualcosa di straordinario.

Tutto era dorato, ma era sorprendentemente argenteo quel che si vedeva dello stiletto in acciaio. Brillava superbo, illuminato dal raggio di luce che, penetrando da una feritoia in alto a sinistra, colpiva con precisione il tacco di una décolleté griffata. Una fibbia a forma di rondine, con la sua coda affusolata e biforcuta, giaceva un po’ più in là sul pavimento, mentre la punta della scarpa veniva inghiottita dal buio. Unico elemento vivido in quell’immensa scatola di marmo con venature ambrate, il rosso di un sottile rivolo di sangue che formava una chiazza frastagliata.

Gli specchi riflettevano ogni cosa all’infinito, in un gioco di rifrazioni che rasentava per perfezione quello delle piramidi, e il rumore dell’acqua, che sgorgava da un rubinetto d’oro dimenticato aperto, come una dolce reminiscenza orientale, si confondeva con i suoni sincopati di un pezzo di Dizzy Gillespie.

I soffitti alti e altrettanto specchiati moltiplicavano la scena: a terra giaceva un corpo elegante anche nella morte. Il tubino nero di YSL continuava imperterrito a fasciare un corpo inerme, minuto e in una posa scomposta. Come una farfalla trafitta da uno spillo, Madame Jesais Tout, la potente direttrice di «Cloud», aveva smesso di respirare. Era successo proprio mentre era in bagno, nel momento più intimo e riservato. Sembrava si volesse aggrappare alla carta igienica, che continuava a srotolarsi nella sua rosata ingenuità, producendo un ritmico cigolio. La porta era chiusa e chi avesse bussato sarebbe passato alla successiva pensando semplicemente che qualcuno si fosse asserragliato lì dentro per starsene un attimo in pace, per farsi di coca o per consumare una fugace avventura con uno degli aitanti camerieri. Le gambe piegate all’indietro, le braccia aperte a croce e i capelli di un rosso pompeiano lunghi di extension sparpagliati in ciocche disordinate, defunte già da tempo, enfatizzavano la perentorietà di tutta quella lussuosa pietra tombale, investita della responsabilità di conferire sacralità al luogo dove si fa pipì.

La scena poteva sembrare un’installazione dello Studio Azzurro. Un po’ macabra, certo, ma, si sa, il gusto dell’orrido aveva conquistato tutti e anche l’animo più sensibile aveva imparato a farci i conti. Si era ormai smesso di immaginare il bello per rallegrarsi, per elevarsi. Erano tempi duri. Tra gli stucchi dei salotti che contavano echeggiavano ancora le risate al ricordo della reazione di un giovane stilista, che, all’inaugurazione di una mostra, fu insultato da Klevis Klapman, fratello di Albin ed esponente della Young British Art. Il poveretto, di fronte a un manichino dall’aspetto efebico con un fallo piantato sulla fronte, aveva osato sorridere e sussurrare qualcosa tipo «Ma non ci credo!», scambiando un’occhiata d’intesa con un ragazzotto chinato ad armeggiare con una presa di corrente. Peccato che il ragazzotto fosse l’autore di quel capolavoro. Sollevando lo sguardo, gli avrebbe urlato «Sei davvero privo di fantasia!» di fronte al Gotha dell’arte e della moda che, all’unisono, si mise a fissare il poveruomo come se fosse un pipistrello morto caduto nella minestra. La sua carriera ovviamente finì lì, nessuno lo invitò più e così tornò a fare le pizze al paesello. Essere insultati pubblicamente da un artista d’avanguardia avrebbe rovinato chiunque.

Stupirsi o giudicare non era quindi chic. Il cinismo era quanto di più elegante ci fosse. Questa è la ragione per la quale quel delitto fu scoperto solo molte ore dopo dalla donna delle pulizie del più noto ristorante non solo della città, ma del mondo, perché apparteneva a uno degli stilisti più in voga.

03/05/24

[freakywonbin]

kisi zaban mai bhi woh lafz hi nahi

kay jin mai tum ho kya tumhai bata sakoon

mai agar kahaon, tum sa haseen qainat mai nahi hai kaheen

tareef yeh bhi to, sach hai kuch bhi nahi

tum ko paya hai to jesai khoya hoon

[soulhealiiing]

Saturday 20th January 💜

Uska milna aisa hai jesay kisi ney saari Kainat ka sukoon hatheli pe rakh diya ho🫀❤️

[aamiribd]

#Quran #DailyHadithSMS #Hadith #Islam سورة التوبة ٣٦ اِنَّ عِدَّۃَ الشُّہُوۡرِ عِنۡدَ اللّٰہِ اثۡنَا عَشَرَ شَہۡرًا فِیۡ کِتٰبِ اللّٰہِ یَوۡمَ خَلَقَ السَّمٰوٰتِ وَ الۡاَرۡضَ مِنۡہَاۤ اَرۡبَعَۃٌ حُرُمٌ ؕ ذٰلِکَ الدِّیۡنُ الۡقَیِّمُ ۬ ۙ فَلَا تَظۡلِمُوۡا فِیۡہِنَّ اَنۡفُسَکُمۡ وَ قَاتِلُوا الۡمُشۡرِکِیۡنَ کَآفَّۃً کَمَا یُقَاتِلُوۡنَکُمۡ کَآفَّۃً ؕ وَ اعۡلَمُوۡۤا اَنَّ اللّٰہَ مَعَ الۡمُتَّقِیۡنَ. Indeed, the number of months with Allah is twelve [lunar] months in the register of Allah [from] the day He created the heavens and the earth; of these, four are sacred. That is the correct religion, so do not wrong yourselves during them. And fight against the disbelievers collectively as they fight against you collectively. And know that Allah is with the righteous [who fear Him]. [9. Surah At-Tawbah: 36] سورة التوبة 36 بے شک اللہ تعالیٰ کے نزدیک مہینوں کی تعداد کتاب اللہ میں بارہ مہینے ہے، جس دن (سے) اس نے آسمانوں اور زمین کو پیدا کیا، ان میں سے چار حرمت والے ہیں، یہی سیدھا دین ہے، سو ان میں اپنی جانوں پر ظلم نہ کرو اور مشرکوں کے خلاف سب مل کر لڑو جیسے وہ سب مل کرتم سے لڑتے ہیں اور جان لو یقیناً اللہ تعالیٰ متقیوں کے ساتھ ہے۔ Surah At-Tawbah: 36 Beshak ALLAH Tala k nazdeek mahinon ki tadad ALLAH ki kitab main bara maheenay hai, jis din sy Us ny aasmano aur zameen ko paida kia, un main sy chaar hurmat walay hain, yehi sedha deen hai, so en main apni jano per zulm na karo aur mushrikon k khilaf sb mil ker laro jesay wo sb mil kr tum sy larty hain aur jan lo yaqeenan ALLAH Tala muttaqion k sath hai. https://www.instagram.com/p/CoBYoE7ILxu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[christophe76460]

Oui tu ne mens jamais

Tu l’as prouvé mainte fois dans ma vie

Je sais que le monde a toutes les raisons pour me qualifier

Mais toi tu as une seule raison ta grâce qui me met dans la position de ton action

Je voudrai dire à quelqu’un en ce jour arme toi de ta foi ton rédempteur est vivant...

#Jesais #blessedweekahead❤️

Deborah Lukalu

[gialondon-blog]

Turn up the volume! 🎧🎤🥁🎼 This beauty 😍 @ofelijaofficial is releasing her debut single Havana this weekend! 🥁 So unbelievably excited that me @adiloliversharif @trinity_keshaleigh @sim_trinity we were with her every step of the way shooting our #DreamCatchHer 2018 Collection which I had the pleasure of styling her in. Switch to all GIa London socials to follow the Love Adventure and Play that was had along the way (behind the scenes, interviews, sneak-peeks, what inspires us, and beyond silliness 😂) Excited to be counting down to our own #DreamCatchHer 2018 Collection. Not work but play... We didn’t stop laughing, we didn’t eat and hardly slept but it was one of the best 4 days of my life and I would love to share it with you!!!! 💕😍🥁 Facebook - GiaLondon Is where you will find all the shenanigans!!! #Repost @ofelijaofficial with @get_repost ・・・ Jau šį penktadienį!!!! Naujos dainos video premjera!!!! Ar laukiat?🙏🏻❤️🎶🎶🎶😇💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻 with. @shaggi3_doo @plaschymusicgroup @phaulerxofelija @gialondon @adiloliversharif @phaulerxofelija#cute #thanks #beautiful #tumblrboy #tumblrgirl #instagram #instacool #foreverandever #lfl #lmao #yolo #amazingpic #letmetakeaselfie #selfie #athome #jesais #palmashow #what #beauty #horse #nature #green #around #kokios #plaukų #wow #vasara #holiday #summertime #summerholiday #dreamcatchher #plazzopants #beachpjs #beachpj #holidayfashion #beachwear #beachcoverup #festivalfashion #summer #hotfashion

[yourownpookie]

Jesay tesay, rou dho kar akhir kaar din guzar hi jata hai

[momentane]

il y avait un beau facteur italien qui était sur ça et qui m'a souri avant que j'aie pris cette photo 😍 #jesuisbizarre #jesais #frenchsideoftumblr #upthebaguette #photographersoftumblr (à Firenze, Tuscany, Italy)

[belladonna-wright]

Jesaie nodded approvingly. Those all sounded like sensible, low energy things that he could do without causing too much stress (unless he got too into the drama and she had to confiscate his laptop).

"Hm? Oh... nothing concrete. I'll be around," she confirmed. What she really meant was that she didn't want to go anywhere, or see anyone. If Mads didn't need her then maybe she'd retreat upstairs to her room, try to lose herself in the sanctuary up there... or maybe she'd just cook through the day, come up with something extravagant that would fill her hours so she didn't have to think about anything else.

"Might read. Play some cards or something if you get bored."

Bedside Manner - Messie

[panayotis-my-love]

Candide.

[phatburd]

“Unbox the Plot with the cast of The Expanse!”

Published 18 Dec 2020 on the Amazon Prime Video YouTube channel.

[rodolphe-harris-acteur-1970]

Après ma terrible tempête avec tout le monde en 2019, c’est au tour de mon grand silence dans ma longue solitude en 2020...

Maintenant, je sais enfin qui je suis réellement avec mon pardon sincère envers les personnes que j’ai vraiment aimé de tout coeur ❤️ & ma seconde chance 🍀 pour mon prochain demi-siècle, il était temps pour moi...

Rodolphe Harris, amoureux de la vie malgré tout 😉 ...

#Citations #Terrible #Tempête #Année2019 #GrandSilence #Solitude #Année2020 #Maintenant #JeSais #QuiJeSuis #Réellement #PardonSincère #Personnes #Aimer #DeToutCoeur #SecondeChance #ProchainDemiSiècle #IlÉtaitTemps #RodolpheHarrisComédienActeurProfessionnel #RodolpheBoucherComédienActeurProfessionnel #AmoureuxDeLaVie #Amour #Vie #MalgréTout