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June 10 2015

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What’s the difference here?

The first woman is a real human being. She controls her own body and has her own personality. She has control over her own actions and can make autonomous decisions in her life. She also has to directly deal with the people around her and the bigotry, stereotyping and harassment that she is exposed to. She is real, she has emotions, she has thoughts, and she has rights. 

The second woman is fictional. She was created by other people who exert full control over her body, appearance and actions. Her sole purpose is to be literally bought and sold for the entertainment of an audience. She cannot make her own decisions, she cannot control her own body and she is not real. She is not responsible for her behavior or appearance: She is the product of the environment that she was created in. 

The first woman, by virtue of being a human being who identifies with the feminist movement and acts in accordance to those beliefs, is therefore a feminist. She is actively participating in feminism and is choosing to dress herself in a manner of protest that best demonstrates that she alone controls her body, and that no others have a right to access her body without her consent. She is a multi-faceted person who has agency, and part of that agency includes the ability to look sexy while refusing to consent to her own dehumanization. Her actions are not only one small part of what makes her a person, but she is also participating within a cultural trend of protesting rape culture. 

The second woman, because she is not autonomous and was designed by a series of outsiders, is sexist because she is the passive product of sexist content creators. She exists as an ornament. Her clothes were chosen as fan service so that she can be sexually available and gratifying at all times, most likely for straight male gamers. Her erotic appearance has little functional purpose other than to please an audience. And since she exists within an industry that is consistently criticized for ostracizing female participants and creating a large gap between the depictions of male and female characters, her appearance is simply one detail within a much larger array of sexist problems. 

Get it?

Smack down!

“whats the difference” lmao like are u intentionally that obtuse or

June 09 2015


I think the most Slytheriny Slytherin there ever was was Slughorn. He was so freaking ambitious, but he wasn’t a particularly great wizard himself. So he cultivated a little following of great wizards to do all the work for him. He was never evil or mean or cruel like a dark wizard though. He got all this sway in powerful places because he was nice to, encouraged, and manipulated powerful wizards when they were young. And then he literally never had to do anything for the rest of his life. All these great wizards just gave him free stuff and listened to his opinions on politics and business because he had been their mentor. If anyone was being a Slytherin the right way, it was this guy.

June 08 2015

My heart is not flawed. I'm just Aromantic.*



*Consider this my ‘coming out’.

I’ve known for many years that I don’t feel romantic love. I have good friends, but I’m not sure I’ve ever loved anybody except maybe my sister. I’m an extremely sexual person, though, so I always thought something was terribly wrong with me. How could I be having these experiences with women and not developing feelings for any of them? What kind of bastard did that make me? I cared about them, I wanted them to be happy, I respected their bodies and their feelings, but when the time came to walk away, it was only the sadness of leaving behind a friend. Nothing was tugging at my heart.

No one could understand why I wouldn’t get into relationships with them and it was so hard to tell them, “Because I will never love you. We can have sex, it will be wonderful sex, and we can have fun and go to movies, but I am incapable of loving.” No one believes you, especially because the rural area I come from hardly even understands gays and lesbians, let alone anything else on the spectrum. I had never heard of being aromantic. When I was learning English, I learned to say, “My heart is flawed,” and for many years I used that. It’s even one of my tumblr tags. But girls get insulted, they think that it’s them, or guys tell you that you just need to find ‘the right one’ and I just feel broken all the time.

But then I joined Tumblr and for the first time, heard words like ‘cis’ and ‘gender fluid’ and, finally, ‘aromantic’. And so I googled it and I swear, I laughed so hard I almost cried. It was the first time hearing that I wasn’t broken, that this happens to other people. And that night, I told my best friend, we had a serious conversation and I showed her the Tumblr posts and I said to her, “Look, there’s a word for me, I’m not broken.” And she hugged me and said, “No, Erich, you’re not broken.”

And this is very important to me, because I’m a feminist and a big supporter of body-positivity and I felt like huge hypotcrit every time I am posting something that says, “Love yourself” or “Just be you” because how could I be encouraging other people to accept who they were and feel right in their own skin if I was repeatedly describing my own heart as 'flawed’?

But for a long time, I still didn’t do anything. I finally put a tiny 'aromantic pride’ button on my tumblr, like I hoped no one would notice, but how could I say I had pride when my Tumblr description still said 'my heart is flawed’?

So I finally changed it. Today. It might not seem like a big deal, but it’s a big deal to me.

I’ve told several friends and they’re very supportive, even if some of them don’t understand. But this is okay, because I have enough things stacked against me without me calling a part of me 'flawed’.

I will never 'love’ myself. But that’s the point. I don’t have to because I don’t feel love and that’s okay. I can like myself and I can be content that just because I’m not like other people doesn’t mean that I’m not a complete, healthy, happy man.

I am not broken. My heart is not flawed. I’m just aromantic.

This is incredibly moving. I’m so glad you’ve learnt to accept yourself <3

Thank you so much. It’s good to hear that. I am still working on it but it’s a good road.

June 07 2015

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#038: Cinderella is akoiromantic asexual.

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June 06 2015

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Now this is art

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I just made a music player for my page


Nobody likes the ones that play automatically, so mine doesn’t. It’s also located at the bottom of the page, so it doesn’t interfere with reposting. If you’d like to check it out, feel free, as it’s some of my favorite, quieter songs.

The playlist currently includes:

“Juniper” by Noe Venable (my all time favorite song)
“White Words” by Eliza Rickman
“The Phantom Of The Opera” (from the movie soundtrack with Gerard Butler and Emmy Rossum)
“Feuer Und Wasser (Fire and Water)” by Rammstein (in German, slightly sexual lyrics)
“Over Cold Shoulders” by Eliza Rickman
“Tu se morta, mia vita (You Are Dead, My Life)“ from Monteverdi’s L’Orfeo, sung by Rolando Villazon (opera, in Italian, one of my favorite pieces to perform)
“Permanent Guest” by Pretty Balanced
“Ballad of the Soldier’s Wife” by Kurt Weill, sung by PJ Harvey
“Kannst du mich seh’n (can you see me)” by Staubkind (in German)

EDIT: Now also has:

“Asche zu Asche (Ashes to Ashes)” by Rammstein (in German, possible burn trigger)
“Petals” by Eli August and the Abandoned Buildings (they’re amazing but very small band, please listen and support them)

Type your name into the new tumblr gif function and post the gif you get.





















pffft this is Narla not Kiara. Brush up on your Lion King, tumblr.

i wasn’t sure if tumblr name or real name, but amusingly real name (Erich) works for tumblr name too (kind of)

Oh my God, I just read what falling in love is like and it sounds like the worst thing ever.



I’m aromantic, which means that I don’t feel romantic love. I have good friends and I enjoy a lot of sex and casual ‘relationships’, but I don’t love, ever. I’ve never felt it, never going to.

That said, oh my god. I looked it up out of curiosity and I’m coming across horrible phrases:

‘It’s a vague sensation of wanting to throw up and trying to get to the loo at the same time’,

‘It’s even better than falling into a pool of chocolate, until you drown in it‘,

‘your stomach starts to perform intricate back flips and the insides of your stomach feel like they’re fluttering!’,

‘feels like Being high on speed while having indigestion and snuggling a puppies soft little belly‘,

‘Falling in love is like getting hit by a truck and yet not being mortally wounded. just sick to your stomach, high one minute, low the next. Starving hungry but unable to eat. hot, cold, forever horny, full of hope and enthusiasm, with momentary depressions that wipe you out.‘

Please, if I ever fall in love SHOOT ME FIRST. How do you people do this? It sounds absolutely awful, I’m genuinely frightened.

How does anybody ever want to fall in love again after the first time?

I am totally okay with surviving without feeling these things. Honestly doesn’t sound like I’m missing much according to these descriptions. I hope some zedromantics have more pleasant experiences than these.

With you on that one. For their sake, I hope it’s better than they describe. All of you *waves hands at zedromantics in general* you’re stronger than I gave you credit for, you’ve managed not to all kill yourselves.

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May 29 2015

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omfg reblogging till the end of time

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this is a good idea


The 6 year old kid I babysit has started to mutter “capitalism” under her breath whenever she’s pissed.

I’m an amazing influence.

May 28 2015

Don’t bring a gun to a knife fight. Don’t bring a knife to a knife fight either. Stop going to knife fights altogether. What’s your deal with knife fights?
— We Must Give Praise (via fuckyeahwelcometonightvale)
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Talla Directa (1981) by Servando Cabrera Moreno

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May 27 2015

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“A mask tells us more than a face.” 

Oscar Wilde

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