#kalean

[ecuadoretxea]

El colectivo feminista “Emakumeok Kalean” realiza en Bilbao la performance "Women in Black Acción" 05/07/2018 https://bit.ly/2KBhD9x Idea: May Serrano y María Seco

[ecuadoretxea]

El colectivo feminista Emakumeok Kalean retoma movilizaciones en Bilbao contra la justicia heteropatriarcal 28/06/2018 https://bit.ly/2KgYtWh Anuncian participación en nueva acción “Women in Black”

[berritxarrak]

Duela urtebete gaurko egunez, Parisko kaleetan jotzen, Musikaren Eguna kari. ⚡️⚡️⚡️ Hoy hace un año de este concierto a pie de calle en París, con motivo del Día de la Música. ⚡️⚡️⚡️ One year ago, playing on the street in PARIS (Fête de la Musique day). Such great memories, merci @eastsideburgers!! #berritxarrak #paris #fetedelamusique #tbt #tourlife #kalean (en Paris, France)

[ecuadoretxea]

El colectivo feminista “Emakumeok Kalean” se reúne semanalmente en #Bilbao contra la justicia heteropatriarcal 24/05/2018 https://bit.ly/2KSVIqd #LaManada

[goldengoatblog]

Spent a decent chunk of today drawing my character Kain as a Kalean from my friend’s truly great webcomic Snakeladders. Found here. 

[ambition-of-a-vixen]

Can you be what I need? :| Jean and Kalina

Kalina couldn’t bare to sit in her room, not alone, not right now. It was like a war was raging in her mind, memories of the two men she loved flooding her mind, taking hold of her, keeping her prisoner in her dreams. The stupidity she felt for even leaving Dimitri, he was safe, he was whole, he was like a light that she was drawn to. While her heart ached to be with Miguel, a feeling she hated. He was with someone he cared about, that caused some happy feelings for her, but she didn’t fare well not having what she wanted, what she loved. Sitting in her room, all it did was remind her of them, she needed to get out. The idea of a Latino party, it sounded like it was a copy of the Balkan party idea, but knew this party would be quite different, more colorful, also it would be a chance for her to see Miguel without seeming like a creep. Kalina kept Dimitri’s ring strung on a chain around her neck, Miguel’s bracelet on her right hand, she dressed for the party in a black swimsuit and a pair of shorts.

Single officially for the first time in 19 years, Kalina needed to make an entrance. She didn’t have a fiancé, nor a boyfriend, suddenly free to do as she pleased. After all, all she had to do was testify in front of the parliament, taking the throne, Kalina was gaining control of her future. Taking everything in stride, she leaned back on the wall, thinking. How could she be with Miguel, and have Bulgaria fully? What was more important to her? She didn’t have to make that choice, Miguel made it for her and she was going to take it, Tsarita. She pushed herself up off the wall, beginning to head to this party, the first time she was attending one alone in 10 months. Kalina spotted the young French heir walking to the party too. Taking this chance to not walk into the party alone, Kali walked up against the young man, a flirtatious and playful look on her face, flirtation dancing in her eyes. “Mind walking with me to the party?”

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