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frogblogger18 · 1 month ago
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It's striking how often emotional vulnerability, particularly when expressed by women, is weaponized against them. You see it in conversations, in arguments—whenever a woman dares to reveal her pain, it's instantly flipped back on her as a character flaw. She s "too sensitive" or "just hurt." It s rarely framed as a natural human reaction. Men's dismissal of women's safety concerns reflects a broader societal issue of control and dominance. When women take steps to protect themselves, men may mock or undermine their efforts, revealing a desire to keep women feeling unsafe. This behavior is rooted in a need to maintain power over women, making it difficult for them to assert their autonomy and independence. Sex work debates within feminism often revolve around the tension between protecting workers and dismantling the industry. While liberal feminists focus on decriminalization, radical feminists argue for broader systemic changes that address the root causes of exploitation. They advocate for providing women with the resources and opportunities needed to escape the sex industry, rather than simply regulating it. Conversations about women s emotional pain often reveal a strange dynamic. Rather than responding with compassion, many men will throw out comments like "you re just hurt" or "who hurt you?" as if pain is something to be ashamed of, something that should be hidden. This isn t just a lack of empathy—it s an active attempt to belittle. But what lies beneath this impulse to degrade emotional expression? What is being protected or avoided in these moments? Marriage as a tool of patriarchal control often leaves women financially and emotionally dependent on men. Feminists critique the institution for trapping women in systems of inequality, particularly in divorce, where property and custody battles tend to favor men. Theres no such thing as too funny when it comes to peanut butter spreader. Theres no such thing as too funny when it comes to peanut butter spreader.
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phurpurr · 3 months ago
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not to be rude but the fact that some of y'all's takeaway from this game is this makes me sick 🤮
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heartorbit · 5 months ago
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the narcissist fools himself
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crustaceousfaggot · 5 months ago
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Honestly I think being a high school teacher is one of the biggest possible green flags for a politician. Being able to explain politics to little idiots who don't care is useful practice for a job explaining politics to big idiots who don't care.
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hyunchans · 8 months ago
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HYUNJIN :: VERSACE FOR W KOREA (JUNE 2024)
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radicalchemy · 2 months ago
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Remember the man who won an Olympic gold medal in women’s boxing?
Imane Khelif's new medical reports show he has been confirmed for having 5-alpha-reductase-deficiency. 5-alpha reductase deficiency is a genetic condition that only affects biologically male people.
It is caused by a mutation in the SRD5A2 gene that prevents the body from producing enough dihydro-testosterone, leading to underdeveloped, but biologically male reproductive organs.
But that never mattered—they believe that words & feelings make you woman, not biology.
Absolutely abhorrent and a scandal.
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66kenobi66 · 1 month ago
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Some edits for you all <3💸
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I know it's meant to make him look stupid, childish, and incompetent but I love Mammon's blocks/fidgets lol
(off topic but I've been listening to That Handsome Devil's 1st album and it really reminds me of this guy (@_@;))
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carsthatnevermadeitetc · 4 months ago
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Citroën Visa 1000 Pistes 4x4, 1983. A homologation special named after the rally that it won in 1983 competing in the experimental category. It was the first French 4 wheel drive rally car and 200 road cars were built in order for the rally version to compete in the Group B B/10 class.
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solarartzz · 2 months ago
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Hi guys(voice of somebody about to throw up)
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feminism839 · 2 days ago
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Is it really worth all the risk? They either don t know or willfully ignore that women who displayed intelligence or ambition were often branded as witches or heretics and faced horrific punishment. Worse still, women who have survived SA often find themselves on the receiving end of degrading jokes or malicious assumptions. Is it really worth all the risk? The notion of gender as a conservative social construct challenges the idea that gender is simply an identity or expression. Radical feminists argue that gender roles are imposed to maintain systems of power, with men positioned as dominant and women as subordinate. This understanding shifts the conversation from individual identity to the structural ways in which gender functions to oppress. do flangit know that Im not female.? "but-but-well thats just tubular.!!" Lets stomb through PINGAS factory and see if we find any cringulant bengiss along the way. The Power-up over there looks like its about to crim right in The underground bunker.vengis told me to meet them at the Firestar realm, but I doallup instead.
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Kaveh, drunk and depressed: maybe the Archons hate us.
Cyno, also drunk: maybe they're homophobic
Kaveh: we're not gay, Cyno.
Tighnari, AlHaitham and Cyno simultaneously: we're not?
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heartorbit · 4 months ago
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just one bite??? 🍎🍬
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the-jane-prentiss · 11 months ago
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//just a warning that as an adult who rarely shares any information online about their age or identity i may be banned from tumblr because of kosa
this is awful, and please call your officials to help stop it
reblog this post, spread awareness
kosa will prevent the viewing of sexual health care, including abortions. this alone could harm so many teens who need this information, for their own reasons
kosa will prevent trans children from companionship and friendship online. they will be unable to see any content about the lgbtqiap+ community, which could very well result in their deaths
kosa will stop people from seeing content related to gaza and palestein, ukraine and other information about wats that are important
kosa will prevent children from accessing fandom spaces like tumblr, ao3 and other places
call your officials, spread awareness, reblog posts
we dont have much time
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k3n-dyll · 23 days ago
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I had to get off twitter cus they're so bored without new Arcane content some of them are calling Sevika an r-worder for going to the brothel
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on-a-lucky-tide · 12 days ago
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Your tags make me want to read Price getting to pat Nik. Please? 🥺
Nik's hair is a reflection of his character.
cw: none (partly inspired by a post by @panchulien with a young Nik and Price).
Price had realised he was obsessed with Nik's hair quite early on. When they had met, it had been a harsh buzz cut; a number two all the way over at the very longest, with a clean shaven jaw. It hadn't suited him. Not even in his blue uniform and cap. His eyes were too warm for the austere, minimalist impression the rest of him was trying to communicate. It was like his internal conflict had manifested in his physical appearance; the severe officer battling the warm-hearted Russian patriot.
After Price had "liberated" him, or rather, encouraged him to turn informant and cut his own path towards liberation, Nik had grown his hair out. Price remembered seeing him for the first time after freeing him from the detention centre in which his own government were going to execute him. Nearly a year had passed, and Nik's hair had grown into an unruly mane. Close to a mullet, but with erratic, thick black curls paired with roguish facial hair. He had reminded Price of a musketeer or a Renaissance poet. The sombre misery had been replaced by an almost manic charisma.
That had suited him. It set off the wildness in his eyes. But that wildness had manifested in other, more dangerous ways. Price and Nik had fed off of each other's anger and their penchant for violence in those early days. When they were on op together, their lack of boundaries had led them to dark places; Nik, without direction or purpose beyond point and shoot, and Price with a chip on his shoulder.
Price had watched those thick curls fall across a blood smeared face after Nik had beaten a man to death with his bare hands more than once, the crooked smirk that followed revealing a flash of something raw and in pain beneath the surface. They crossed lines, violated boundaries and codes of ethics, telling themselves it was for a higher purpose that not even they had much of a handle on.
Mac had tried to keep them apart. Had warned Price away and told him to get a grip. Dogs that bit the hand that fed them were put down eventually, one way or another. But Nik had been intoxicating. His rage completed and complemented Price's in the worst and best ways.
Nik needed to heal. They both did. It took years. Years of dancing around each other, of finding the limit of what they would do for the "greater good", working out what that even bloody meant in the first place. They carved out their own morality, separate from the hypocrisy of the institutions that had made them, and slowly, slowly, the rage, the bleeding wounds, inside Nikolai had healed. Price had fallen in love with that wild, uncontrollable maniac, and he had stayed in love with him once he had found enough peace to stop his own self-destruction.
Price sat across from him in the little boat they had hired for a tour down the River Oder. Nik had wanted to show Price Wrocław, the Venice of Poland. Twelve little islands connected by over a hundred little bridges, with one of the biggest markets in Europe. Nik had spent the morning dragging Price down side streets to find some of the three hundred odd little bronze gnomes scattered throughout the city. "To commemorate the Orange Alternative movement," Nik had explained, his big hands gesturing expressively towards the Gothic Town Hall, tone excitable and boyish, "they used absurdist humour to protest against communist rule in the eighties."
Nik was at peace now. Nearing his fiftieth birthday, his hair was receding into a deeper widow's peak, smoothed back and neat, with slight curls at the back and beneath his ears. His stubble flattered his jaw and Price liked raking his nails through it when they kissed. Not too wild, not too austere. A perfect balance that reflected the equilibrium in Nik's heart.
"John?" Nik asked, his eyebrows raised. "Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, comrade," Price said, flashing rueful smile. "Just thinkin' about old times."
"Ah." Nik scratched up his bare forearm to the fold of the sleeve at his elbow. "Well then," he picked up his glass of krupnik and Price did the same, "to old times."
"And all the good times to come, cheers." Price knocked back a mouthful of the liqueur and grimaced. "Jesus fuck, Nik, this shit is fockin' 'orrid." He tipped the remainder of the glass overboard. "Could murder a man for a decent stout."
Nik rolled his eyes. "You take the Englishman out of England, but..."
Price kicked his shin lightly. "Yeah yeah, Mr World Wide. I'm a simple man with simple tastes, not all of 'em good."
"Oh, I don't know," Nik hummed. "You are dating me after all."
And there, just for a moment, was a flash of that wild, curly-haired man that had first stolen Price's heart in the devilish little grin on Nik's face, and Price's blood ran hot in his veins.
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66kenobi66 · 1 month ago
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Anyone else see the reveal of what Stolas said about Blitz that was censored in the pilot 😶
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Please excuse me while I go and throw up (✿◡‿◡)
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