Thinking abt that post debunking the whole gender essentialist idea that “oh if they were girls Lord of The Flies wouldn’t have happened!” After my teacher said if women ruled the world there wouldn’t be any wars.

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Thinking abt that post debunking the whole gender essentialist idea that “oh if they were girls Lord of The Flies wouldn’t have happened!” After my teacher said if women ruled the world there wouldn’t be any wars.
Manipulation-tale?? I guess it's like underfell but everyone acts like nice undertale then they try to murder you or something? So they manipulate you? Idk but manipulation sans sounds like he's gonna have a lotta x reader fanfic bout him
GOD AHHAUHAHJ TOO REAL
i had a mental meltdown watching gothams mid season finale i just cant deal even with reassuring posts bECAUSE
What if Christmas was on April fools day.
Dale McLemore, Harriett D.
There was the reaction of any parent when a stranger puts a hand on the body of their child. And there was my own insecurity in my ability to protect your black body. And more: There was my sense that this woman was pulling rank. I knew, for instance, that she would not have pushed a black child out on my part of Flatbush, because she would be afraid there and would sense, if not know, that there would be a penalty for such an action. But I was not out on my part of Flatbush. And I was not in West Baltimore. I forgot all of that. I was only aware that someone had invoked their right over the body of my son. I turned and spoke to this woman, and my words were hot with all of the moment and all of my history. She shrank back, shocked. A white man standing nearby spoke up in her defense. I experienced this as his attempt to rescue the damsel from the beast. He had made no such attempt on behalf of my son. And he was now supported by other white people in the assembling crowd. The man came closer. He grew louder. I pushed him away. He said, “I could have you arrested!” I did not care. I told him this, and the desire to do much more was hot in my throat. This desire was only controllable because I remembered someone standing off to the side there, bearing witness to more fury than he had ever seen from me—you.
Racial and Ethnic Relations in America, 7/E S. Dale McLemore, Harriett D. Romo test bank | solution manual | exam bank
Power Systems Analysis and Design, 4th Edition, Glover J, Duncan,
Dale McLemore, Harriett D.
There was the reaction of any parent when a stranger puts a hand on the body of their child. And there was my own insecurity in my ability to protect your black body. And more: There was my sense that this woman was pulling rank. I knew, for instance, that she would not have pushed a black child out on my part of Flatbush, because she would be afraid there and would sense, if not know, that there would be a penalty for such an action. But I was not out on my part of Flatbush. And I was not in West Baltimore. I forgot all of that. I was only aware that someone had invoked their right over the body of my son. I turned and spoke to this woman, and my words were hot with all of the moment and all of my history. She shrank back, shocked. A white man standing nearby spoke up in her defense. I experienced this as his attempt to rescue the damsel from the beast. He had made no such attempt on behalf of my son. And he was now supported by other white people in the assembling crowd. The man came closer. He grew louder. I pushed him away. He said, “I could have you arrested!” I did not care. I told him this, and the desire to do much more was hot in my throat. This desire was only controllable because I remembered someone standing off to the side there, bearing witness to more fury than he had ever seen from me—you.
Racial and Ethnic Relations in America, 7/E S. Dale McLemore, Harriett D. Romo test bank | solution manual | exam bank
Power Systems Analysis and Design, 4th Edition, Glover J, Duncan,
tsunayoushisawada replied to your post:so there’s this hibatsuna infirmary ecchi scene...
man if the game didn’t tell you to do action i so bet there would have been some undressing
"get in the bed, tsunayoshi"