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Scene for Marie Haushofer’s play “Twelve Culture Pictures from the Life of Women” (1899) zweites Bild: Die fünf weisen und die fünf törichten Jungfrauen [The five wise and the five foolish virgins]
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siebtes Bild: Frauenlob wird zu Grabe getragen [Frauenlob (Heinrich von Meissen) burial] [danke @need-reality-asylum]
Marie Haushofers Festspiel zum Ersten allgemeinen Bayrischen Frauentag in München, 18. – 21. Oktober 1899
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keo-k · 4 months
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trans men are allowed to paint their nails.
trans men are allowed to wear dresses or skirts, or any generally "feminine" clothing.
trans men are allowed to wear makeup.
trans men are allowed to embrace their more "feminine" side.
it does not make us any less of a man.
EDIT! : ALL MEN are allowed to do these things, but this post is more centred around the idea that "oh, people who 'claim' to be men and wear dresses and shit are not trans!" yes, we are. skirt go spinny. painted nails are nice. its not that hard to understand.
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yashley · 6 months
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The Mighty Nein Reunion: Echoes of the Solstice 
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romaniaroxme · 1 year
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Do we burden our girls and women a lot?
“There is no limit to what we as women can accomplish.” Michelle Obama People say it is a superpower to be a woman, After all, a woman has the strength to handle things single-handedly in a manner that no one can manage. After all she is expected to perform a lot of roles. If she is a homemaker, for instance and is living with her in-laws after marriage, she is expected to cater to the needs of…
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laurasbailey · 4 months
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deramin2 · 9 days
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Shout out to Critical Role for taking a hot dog, usually a phallic shape, and making it vaginal. That hot dog had gender reassignment surgery.
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inkskinned · 1 year
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there's this video you've probably seen already where a woman is shaking in front of a microphone and delicately tries to ask - how can i make my husband listen to me, i've tried everything, i don't want to seem ungrateful and the other man laughs - the problem is that you married a man, we're only listening 25% of the time and we only understand 5% of that! and the audience laughs and the woman laughs and you just sat there, phone in your hand, letting the sound of it echo
and the thing is that people make think-pieces about it (isn't this one of them) and satire versions and "flipping the script" which is good and fun but at the end of the day, there's some truth in that man's response about men-not-listening. and you have tried to language that feeling for years, this sense that you can only take up 33% of a conversation before others view it as being "dominating".
it's not that they aren't listening, it's that the action they're taking is purposefully silencing. it's different. you accidentally-don't-listen a lot; just because the world is loud and you're distracted. you don't mean anything by it. and the truth is that the man who spoke is relying on that to be true of you; the way it's true of everyone. but there is a different undertone to his kind of not-listening. what he means is they don't respect you and you shouldn't expect them to. there is a difference between oh shit i forgot to take the trash out and why didn't you remind me to do it, just like there is a difference between i didn't realize you wanted to go out this weekend and why do you expect me to plan things why can't you just tell me where we're going.
and the thing is that it isn't just him, and it's actually not just because of your gender - your skin, your class status, your weight, their ableism - it happens often. so often it feels like a tightness around your throat and a weight in your stomach. you're not even "really" allowed to be upset about it, because to them it's a joke. and they laugh. and you know exactly the amount of work that goes into every conversation. how you have to work to condense down your thoughts into intelligent, crisp soundbites; worried someone will try to swoop in and cut you off. and there's this sense from everyone else - oh stop being so sensitive, are you really upset just because they weren't listening and you don't know how to say the way that feels when it happens constantly.
there's that video of the science summit where a woman in the audience finally says let her speak please! and the whole crowd bursts into applause and the man leading the summit holds up his hands and bows his head and says oops, sorry! like what he did was awkward and embarrassing, a little social gaffe that happens easily. later in your meetings, you're asked to take notes, and you don't say anything, you just hear let her speak please! ringing in your head and know that you'll never be brave enough for that kind of thing. and besides. think of all the people who agree this was a one-off, he just got excited and all of the people who say one man is not indicative of all of society
at the dinner table you're talking about someone you don't like and how he's not good to his girlfriend and how she always has to remind him to put the effort in and before him, she was glowing with curiosity and passion but now she just seems... tired, unhappy. that he likes the way she burns out; she stays home and takes care of him and their 2 kids. and your father sniffs and says that men take a while to learn those kinds of things. and you just stare at him and think about your childhood and are like - no wonder i turned out like this
and you want to say - there's no fucking secret school or mystic form of communication. i was not sent to Rearing a Child University. i did not graduate from Getting Chores Done College. i ask questions and i listen and i pay attention, because that's basic fucking human decency. it stems from respect, and how i respect others and their agency. i clean the house because someone should clean. not because it comes "naturally".
hell, you had to google "how to boil an egg" the other day, just because you usually make them scrambled. you can never remember which of the 2 bathroom cleaners make chlorine gas, only that two of them definitely do. you've accidentally bleached your clothes. it took you like 3 years of self-teaching before you figured out how to actually cook things correctly - for that whole time, you burnt or undercooked everything. but you did teach yourself; just like you taught yourself how to listen with empathy. just like how you taught yourself to think before you speak. to be kind first, to be better at communicating. it seemed like a good thing, an adult thing.
the joke the man in the video makes is that women say i'm fine! when they are not fine. and you think about the 150 conversations that happened around that; about how she probably has had so many arguments with her husband. how she said i'm upset you don't take me anywhere and he got mad at her because of course i do, you made me go to that stupid restaurant like last week and she probably said that's not what i'm saying and he said now i'm supposed to be psychic or something and she said no of course not and he said how am i supposed to know what to do when you don't even like everything and she said i do like things and he said well how am i supposed to win? and her pastor probably told her to be more grateful because they do things at all, even if she has to plan them and her mom probably told her that's just how men are honey and she probably cried over her journal, trying to figure out why the fuck she "has everything" and is still so bitterly, horribly unhappy
and how, in your life, for so many reasons, you looked down the barrel of another argument; of explaining yourself and being vulnerable and begging for help again. how many times you just said i'm fine because it was better than doing that again; it was better than wringing yourself out when it's literally easier to just pretend. because he wasn't going to listen. your father wasn't going to be better and your boyfriend wasn't going to be better and your boss wasn't going to be more respectful.
and you sit in front of a video of a woman shaking, looking horrible and guilt-wrought that she's even asking this question. and you know; deep in your heart - that's you. in a different life, you are her. you've stood in her spot. and you had to listen while someone else cackled - why would we bother to notice when you talk?
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pocketgalaxies · 1 month
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C1E60 || C3E88
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disasterpurplebois · 7 months
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critterpages · 9 months
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In this home, we honor the Holy Trinity 🙏
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kthulhu42 · 3 months
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Museum: "We're going to have an exciting new exhibition featuring the works of Paul Gauguin!"
Me: "You mean the painter who raped 3 indigenous girls aged 13 - 14, then abandoned them once they had children, and gave them syphilis? That Gauguin?"
Museum: "Look, you can't create controversy by trying to apply modern sensibilities and current social norms on the past. It was a different time and we need to look at it through a purely factual, historical lens, with no extrapolation."
Also museum: "hey look these female warriors we're buried with SWORDS they must have been TRANS"
Me: "wait-"
Also museum: "these famous female authors wore MENS CLOTHES, and talked about their discomfort with rigid gender roles! We're going to refer to them with non-binary pronouns because they could have been trans WITHOUT HAVING THE WORDS FOR IT"
Me: hang on -
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gentle reminder that you don't need to be cis to be gnc
mtf tomboys who are super jacked and only wear gym clothes or tank tops are still women
ftm femboys who present as very soft, and like doing their makeup and wearing dresses are still men
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educating-bimbos · 10 months
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 2 months
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M'lady, doth this harlot bother thee?
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thequibblingking13 · 4 months
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Fearne Calloway, the woman that you are
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atmothart · 1 year
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Wouldn't lizard fashion be something like spikes and scales and a frilled lizard collar?
Like so?
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(Bonus art under the cut)
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