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dadsinsuits · 9 months
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Abdullah Abdullah
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nthflower · 8 months
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İt's funny how sexualised dust ist. And how she is always pretty and sexy like yeah she is etc. But she is in modesty. She wears an niqab. Whole point is being modest and not attractive.
Like even with hijab you always need to be careful like your tunic is not too short or your curves are not so recognisable , your things are not too tight and she is drawn always like body latex suit but add skirt.
I even saw someone say to her her niqab makes her mysterious and sexy like this is so???
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imaginary-land-scapes · 2 months
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truly the only time i miss twitter is on oscars night. I have THOUGHTS about these red carpet looks (and I can't be arsed to find and reblog pictures with commentary lmao)
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apricotluvr · 3 months
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slicedblackolives · 11 months
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i honestly think immigrant women should form a collective movement against being subjected to unfair visa policies in the name of criminality of migrants/refugees when that criminality is overwhelmingly male. it's time we get something out of the intersection of patriarchy, racism, and colonialism
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judasvibe · 1 year
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This absolutely fantastic and in line with what every country pretending to give a shit about refugees should do - women first
But i wonder what the reaction will be when afghan men in germany get upset and violent over it….
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everydayafghanistan · 2 years
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Resting time. #Aybak #Samangan Photo by Omer Khan @omer_khan_photography #everydayafghanistan #city #traditional #province #everydayeverywhere #rest #elderly #people #afghan #everydaysamangan #afghanpeople #men #everydayasia #photography #documentaryphotography #reportagespotlight (at Aybak City, Samangan) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChcR2t_NTpI/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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All I see is that (South East) Asian women who want to study and work, not being allowed to do so and western women who want to stay at home, being forced to work just to afford the cost of living coz of capitalism & moving out once you're 18 culture. And that is so tragic, like women never get what they want.
(But like any extent or form of financial independence is so important and like I'm not asking anyone to go have like a cutthroat career with no time for family or life outside work but just try and put in some work towards having something of your own if you can coz the world isn't kind & you have to look after yourself at the end of the day.)
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menstuffz · 24 days
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dadsinsuits · 1 year
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apricotluvr · 4 months
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Sorry but Afghan men are just sooooo disappointing
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hauntedpearl · 6 months
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nov 5 is anniversary dinner at the winchester household but it's like..no one talks about it. everyone gets together but they pretend like it's because it's just. you know. a regular coincidence! we're just hanging out! we didn't even look at the calendar! they're all laughing too loud and forcing jokes and being overly casual about it.
dean gets real quiet when there's a break in conversation or when he's alone. cas gets this look in his eyes like he's not where he is. if they can't bear to be separated on the day, well. no one has to know. or even if they do, no one mentions it. so they eat one handed and they hold hands under the table until their knuckles are turning white and they're just standing pressed together when they're supposed to be doing the dishes and they DON'T talk because they still can't figure out how to sometimes and today is definitely the day that is sometimes. and if they get hugged extra tight when everyone leaves, well. they don't mention it. they're grateful but they don't talk about it.
the first year, it's almost a wake in the house. well, there was no house then, but there was the bunker, and it was home. but yes. it was almost a wake, disguised as a celebration. they'd all crowded around the map table, sitting in chairs and on the surface and trading stupid stories and playing boardgames and throwing scrabble tiles at each other because that's not a fucking word, dean and then even when they'd tired of the act, they just sort of sat together and drank and said nothing like it was agreed upon beforehand that they weren't gonna let dean and cas be alone and dean had been so grateful he didn't know what to do with it. it was like this grief wasn't supposed to be there, you know? but it was. it was. and there was no ignoring it. but you couldn't let it drown you so you did what you could.
the year after that is more of the same, though the house had emptied before midnight . and yes there was a house by then. and a porch swing and deck chairs and kitchen windows and her gardens and retirement, even though dean didn't think he'd ever get used to the taste of that word in his mouth. dean woke up that year with a pit in his stomach and he'd panicked because cas wasn't there, cas wasn't touching him, cas was gone , gone, gone, but then he'd blinked his eyes open to see that cas had just curled away from him in the night, was still here, sleeping, soft and open mouthed, and dean could touch him without straightening the bend in his elbow and he did and he tugged until they were pressed together again and he'd closed his eyes and sighed. cas went somewhere far away during the day, and dean thought he was going to suffocate in the house because he didn't know how to bring him back, to make him aware of the ground under his feet. but then his family was there, filing into the house somewhere around noon, in groups of twos and threes. they brought food and wine and movies and they pulled at the arms of the men who'd turned hollow-eyed until something like light slipped back into them.
it's the third year now, and the dishes are drying on the rack and the house is emptied of its guests and the quiet is just a little bit more bearable than it was the year before but somehow that feels like enough, because dean's not drowning and neither is cas, even if the water pulls at their legs, and that's a damn win in his book. dean checks the locks on the doors and the windows of his house and brings cas an afghan, drapes it over his shoulders, pulls him close until he's lying back against dean's chest on the couch. and they turn on the tv and it's the kind of shitty programming that comes on when it's after halloween and not yet christmas and it's pushing 2 am on the oven clock, but it's good white noise, and sometimes cas laughs and dean feels it against his chest, in his bones, and he thinks that's all it's about anyway. that laugh's kind of the point of everything. so he sighs and hooks his chin on Cas' shoulder and doesn't say how scared he is, sometimes, even now, or how he doesn't want to close his eyes tonight, because he's not sure what he'll wake up to tomorrow and doesn't say that there's something stinging the back of his eye even if there's no reason for it. instead he just slips his fingers through Cas' and buries his nose in cas ' hair and breathes. and well, isn't that a miracle.
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Würde so gerne wieder ballern...
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afghanbarbie · 7 months
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i was born in taliban-controlled afghanistan and spent the majority of my childhood under the subsequent american occupation. my village was controlled by terrorists and warlords and patrolled by american soldiers who pretended they were 'peacekeepers' but, for the most part, were only interested in abusing local afghans and raping women and girls. i've both witnessed and experienced the sexual violence of my country's islamic fundamentalist factions as well as american occupying forces.
what i've seen both israel and hamas do to women in palestine and the occupied territories is eerily similar. i know people love to shout resistance by any means necessary! and similar slogans, but rape is not about 'resistance', it's about men exerting power and control over women. making excuses for it just goes to show how ready and willing 'leftists' are to throw women to the wolves as soon as they see an opportunity.
and if you think the men of hamas go home after raping their 'conquests of war' to treat palestinian women like saints, you haven't been paying attention to male violence throughout human history at all. the men who use war as an excuse to rape enemy women are going home to rape, beat and abuse their wives and daughters just the same.
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everydayafghanistan · 2 years
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Bibi Gul and Mah Nesa work along with their men and husbands at their farms and farmlands every day in Wakhan corridor. #Badakhshan #Afghanistan Photo by Omer Abrar @omar_abrar1 #everydayafghanistan #wakhan #farm #farmland #daily #everydayasia #everydayeverywhere #womenpower #womenrights #afghanwomen #men #afghan #everydaybadakhshan #nature #photojournalism #photography #agriculture #reportagespotlight #gettyreportage #agribusiness #work (at Wakhan Corridor) https://www.instagram.com/p/CdI17JBNpvy/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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