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18+ only, minors dnf/dni. call me aurora!
black nonbinary femme, she/her tme, poly, bisexual, hellenic pagan, old as balls. multifandom, mostly vidya games, 99% ffxiv. in this house we stan house fortemps.

No but seriously, Fuck Minimalism

Minimalism lied to you. 

Minimalism told you that the past was monochrome. That the height of ancient fashion was a plain white robe, that the Enlightenment was the most important art movement of the eighteenth century, that Victorians wore nothing but plain black, white and brown. It told you that Japanese art was its inspiration but stripped away every beautiful detail.

Minimalism told you that the functional must be unadorned. That simplicity is elegance. That plainness is clean. It told you that ornament is clutter. That trim is only used to hide mistakes. It tells you that beautiful things collect dust, that intricacy is dirty. 

Minimalism told you your cultural heritage is tacky. It told you vibrant African prints clash. It told you intricate Islamic tiling is fussy. It told you beautiful European embroidery is quaint and old fashioned. 

Minimalism told you to limit your vocabulary. It called clever wordplay purple prose. It told you clarity was in short, dull sentences. 

Minimalism told you that masculinity is expressed in dull simplicity. It gendered the ornate. 

Minimalism told you that nature is only expressed in simple lines. That certain colours shouldn’t appear together. 

The truth is, minimalism lied. It’s an ugly 20th century fad that has long overstayed its welcome. It endures for two reasons. 1: It’s easy to mass produce. Flat pack furniture is cheap and easy. Tailoring printed fabrics and adding well-placed trim takes effort. Designing architecture that’s more than just boxes takes time. 2: It allows boring white men to erase the importance of POC, women, and their own heritage in the history of art and design. It keeps influence in the hands of the few and devalues the work of thousands of skilled people.

So fuck minimalism. Embrace ornament. Wear as many accessories as you want. Decorate the space you inhabit. Perform theatre in beautiful places, not in dark boxes. Support artisans and craftspeople. Use the words you found in thesauruses and old literature. Celebrate real history. Make the most of modern synthetic dyes and use colour in everything you can. Enjoy beautiful things. 

Less was never more.

Without butches the universe would literally become unstable and collapse, rendering time and space meaningless and garbled. So be grateful

Meme news: The Brazilian actress Renata Sorrah came out as bisexual at the age of 76

That's her, btw

She's an icon and also very talented. We Stan.

Diversity win! Icon for indecision comes out as bisexual!

Anonymous asked:

you are such a deeply sad and strange person. stop creating problems for yourself jesus

I am grieving a death in my family. Leave me the fuck alone.

I had another death in my chosen family I am really not in the mood for anyone’s bullshit

Anonymous asked:

Idk if it'd work seeing as you deleted the original, but if you still have access to changing reblog settings to no one can reblog that might help

really love how you assume I haven’t tried this

fun fact about this perfectly functional website is you can’t change settings on a deleted post

Anonymous asked:

Hi, I saw someone in the notes saying you didn't like your Anthy photo being reblogged, and it has been passing through the circle of a few people I follow, some big blogs.

Would you like it if someone sent them asks letting them know to delete the reblog (politely ofc, and I believe these people would also react respectfully) and curb the spread or would you rather it just be left as is?

i appreciate it but tbh I don’t expect it to help. ppl legitimately don’t care

Anonymous asked:

Do you specifically want no new followers at all, or can people follow as long as they aren't weird about that post?

I am really not sure what’s unclear about “stop fucking following me because I looked like an anime character 20 years ago” if I’m honest but since nobody can apparently read:

stop fucking following me based on what I looked like before you were born

stop fucking following me if you’re a weeb in none of my fandoms

stop fucking following me if you’re a minor

and above all else stop reblogging a goddamn photo I deleted years ago. I’ve stated repeatedly it makes me dysmorphic and nobody can fucking read

this is an ffxiv blog and anybody that tries to follow I block if I don’t see ffxiv content on their blog. I am not here for anything else anymore

May the Fourth Be With You

Don’t forget to wear glitter, take your meds, and practice self-care in honor of our dear departed Space Mom.

Blessed Be She Who Drowned In Moonlight, Strangled By Her Own Bra

fucking hell I will never be free of that goddamn anthy picture

Wait… Isn’t Ed Balls day coming up? ED BALLS DAY, I HAVE TO GET READY TO CELEBRATE 

What’s Ed Balls day?

Omg, okay explanation time. 

On the 28th of April, 2011, Ed Balls got a Twitter account. He decided (as most people under the spotlight do) to attempted to look up his own name. However, all he did was tweet “Ed Balls”. This, for some reason, got retweeted by THOUSANDS of people. On a global scale. And because he didn’t know you could delete a tweet it stayed. Every year since then,the 28th of April is Ed Balls day. 

This is the infamous tweet

and here are some gems to celebrate that have followed the years, including last year where they framed the tweet and got him to sign it for charity

There are also LOADS MORE in this article from the Telegraph

HAPPY ED BALLS DAY 2017 WOOOP

Now that the clock has struck midnight…

HAPPY ED BALLS DAY 2018 WOOOOOOOOOOP

IT’S HERE

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it's always funny when someone comments on eurodance like "why don't they make music like this anymore" because they DO and it's one of the most creatively stagnant genres on earth (spoken with love in my heart for it)

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all you need to make eurodance is one female vocalist (mediocre-to-incredible), one male vocalist who Cannot sing but can say shit like "I'm a sex king man with a party plan / international nation hand in hand" in a deep voice, and an apartment somewhere in italy

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Of a surety, I am none too proud to admit that I could never best him for speed, even long past mine apprenticeship at his skilled feet. By the Fury, how his blade dances! But those days spent sparring with him upon the Steppe, learning all he could give of his ancient, ancestral art…those were some of the happiest of my life. And though we were forged vast oceans away from one another, still were we tempered by hardship, and made bright and gleaming as steel both Doman and Ishgardian. My heart is full glad to know him.