tfw i become the new leader of the decepticons, as megatron has fallen
I fucking hate this bullshit so much.
Its misogynistic, archaic asscrap.
YOUR DAUGHTER IS NOT YOUR PROPERTY.
WHO SHE DATES OR SLEEPS WITH IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. THINKING OTHERWISE IS INCREDIBLY CREEPY AND INVASIVE.
SHE HAS THE RIGHT TO MAKE HER OWN CHOICES AND MISTAKES.
YOU DON’T MAKE THE RULES. SHE IS NOT CATTLE. HER LOVE LIFE IS NOT YOUR CONTRACT. SHE MAKES THE RULES.
Not only are you advocating for a father to not care about his daughter, but you’re also misinterpreting the video horribly. He threatens the man that breaks his daughter’s heart. He threaten’s the man that hits her. That takes away her smile. He does not say she cannot love anyone, male or female, he says that they better love her. And if that’s not what a father is supposed to do, then I’ll be damned.
Maybe I’m wrong, I accept that, but please… please explain to me how fatherly love and care for his daughter is an archaic and misogynistic practice. Explain to me how allowing her to date who she loves, to do what she wants, and teaching her to not put up with abuse is wrong. I would love to hear it, she might not be his property, but he is her guardian, and guarding her happiness is no crime.
Also, any person who is now afraid of dating his daughter absolutely shouldn’t be, because that is a man to look up to and feel safe with, and only if you have intentions to break her heart should you be afraid. Very afraid. You either have a cemented body guard for years, or a death dealer on two legs, you decide.
Trying to write fanfics with writer’s block ♡
I spent most of the summer like this.
Trying to write anything with writer’s block.
Somebody here posted about how Rewind’s ‘pants’ changed colors every so often in MTMTE so….. Another mystery solved!
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I went to the Renaissance faire dressed as a warrior. I had a real sword with me, too. I was standing (in character) next to a sword-fighting ring, where kids of all ages got the chance to pick up a sword and challenge the champion. Some woman walks by, with her little girl. The girl starts walking towards the ring, saying she wants to fight. But the mom pulled her away hella sharply, and was like, “That’s for boys.” You don’t want to be a BOY, do you?” And the girl looked around and saw me. I think she thought I was a boy; I had my hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a hood. So she comes up to me and asks me, “Do you think girls can be fighters, too?” And her mom looks like she’s silently gloating. Like she thinks I’m going to say no. So I take off my hood, untie my hair so that it flows freely, and kneel before her. And I’m like, “Milady, anyone can be a fighter.” I swear, the look on that mother’s face made my day.