#erase england

[mistercakes]

if your own bloodline hasn’t personally been wronged by a European colonial power, are you even alive

I honestly think the original ah lads not again post is the funniest

[renonv]

🅱️inktober days 1-3

[doctorwhoisadhd]

i saw who in a dream?

[wonder-worker]

"[Elizabeth Woodville] was the only member of [Crown Prince Edward of Westminster's] original 1471 council not already on the king’s council and her name headed the list of those appointed as administrators in Wales during Edward’s minority. [She remained on the council after it was expanded in 1473 and granted significant new governing and judicial powers]."

"In 1478 Prince Richard married the Mowbray heiress. Like his elder brother he had a chancellor, seal, household and council to manage his estates. His council, like that of Prince Edward, comprised the queen [Elizabeth Woodville] and a group of magnates and bishops, few of whom were Woodville supporters [...] It was Elizabeth who mattered, for Richard resided with her and Rivers treated his affairs as their own."

— J.L. Laynesmith, The Last Medieval Queens: English Queenship 1445-1503 / Michael Hicks, Richard III and his Rivals: Magnates and their Motives in the Wars of the Roses

[lovotomii]

the Brazilian Miku spin-off arts are funny in a way. for all the other nations across the world you have these elegant folk costumes they're putting Miku in, then as soon as you get to the UK and USA, it's all sports wear

[travelling-my-little-pony]

Snuzzle regards a cone of chips.

In Sidmouth, in Devon, England.

[trevlad-sounds]

Invisible Waves 30.

28.07.2024

Intro 00:00 Kenny Ueda–Office 00:48 Edward Hopper – Office in a Small City Roland Juno-6 Casio SK-1 Chapter 1 03:52 Giants of Discovery–Heather Island On The Marsh (lying-holmr) 09:41 RINGS MARBLES ARBHAR Valhalla FX Soma Terra Moolakii Club Audio Interface events Hymns for Robots Point Surrender–echoes 12:41 Original Point Surrender “echoes” Youtube Sequential Morpho x4 Behringer Neutron Electron Digitakt Steinberg Cubase DAW Cyclical Magazine Chapter 2 16:50 Time Rival–Creased 19:44 Inaction album Star Mother EP Robert F. Young TC Parmelee Time Rival IG Kiasmos, Ólafur Arnalds, Janus Rasmussen–Grown 22:35 Kiasmos (first album) Chapter 3 28:00 Go Outside–on a sunny day 33:40 Go Outside IG Koen Holtkamp–Atmos Four 36:58 Chapter 4 38:25 Francesca Heart, Polonius–Flux Faux 43:06

Spotify link: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2sMhr55qqEKeeokQ0nTwbv?si=83332119f26b4e01

[journey-to-the-attic]

Hi,,, so i forgot to add a few parts and details in my IKami (my little personal name for this au) submission so i'm adding them here,,

ik has a set of translucent wings, so her final form is something like this. (replace madoka with ik and you're good)

Ik's hair is a lot longer than her original hair, to the point that it reaches the floor, so ik has it float around in the air. But in her disguise form, her hair reaches just a bit above her knees. so still pretty long. (asmo loves it)

ik is still mostly herself, but because of her wish and being alone in a higher plane of existence, shes forgotten a few key points of herself (which is a good opportunity for angst and fluff

Ik's dad somewhat remembers IK. Not fully of course, but he finds himself preparing two cups of coffee each morning before remembering that he's the only one at home, to the point that it feels like someone was missing from this household, someone other than himself.

(also it would be so angsty that while ik was rewriting the universe, she made her dad's lifestyle more comfortable for him so he wasn't poor, GOD THE ANGSTTTTT)

Ik's aura gives off like holy bells, gentle melodies, rewritten universes, hope and joys, just very holy and divine,,,,,

Also I may or may not have made an entire google docs worth of ten pages concerning IKami and Solomon meeting. In like two days. I will share it soon,, just adding the final touches and proofreading!

ooo ik with long hair... once she gets to start living in the real material world again, she has to get asmo to help her with it since she doesn't know how to deal with it now that it's being affected by gravity (plus she still had short hair prior to ascending)

as for what she's lost of herself... i think she tried super hard to be ik, if you know what i mean, when she first ascended, but she lost track of time so fast that she forgot what that actually means. she remembers all the logistics of what happened, she has all her memories intact, but they feel alienated from who she is now

one day mammon casually asks what her favourite colour is and she automatically replies yellow, but she doesn't know why. she knows what 'ik' likes, but can't understand the reasons behind it, so now that she's back in the physical world, it's an excellent opportunity to rediscover who 'ik' really is

[avatar-state-kate]

Growing up I always thought Canada just used English spellings, but it wasn’t until moving to England that I learned Canada uses a combination of English and American spellings meaning it in fact has its own spellings

[nando161mando]

Further proof that New Englanders should be erased from existence

[effrvsnt107]

Why does TLV!tenamy kinda give Henry VIII and Anne Boleyn. Look, I’m not an 11amy expert at all I’m just a ten enjoyer, but I’m also a Tudor history nerd so …

[yourlocalswan]

http://www.literatureoftheamericas.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/08/The-Signifying-Monkey.pdf

this gets a bit dense in places to those not used to lit theory but i highly recommend section II bc of its insights into Signifyin, which is basically the cultural basis that rap builds on in terms of disses and relating to one another with good-faith teasing. it also discusses the specifics of AAVE and convinced me AAVE is the best dialect of english for creative representation and rhetoric. it’s a rich & beautiful dialect that deserves attention, understanding, and RESPECT.

mainstream rappers with no understanding of the history of hip hop & their responsibility (unfair or not) as representatives of a community are only aiding racist agendas. u don’t have to be a scholar or anything but i think showing basic respect to the people that came before u in your craft is just artistic due diligence. & im speaking as an upper middle class white girl that used to be a “i just don’t like rap!” type.

Just because someone doesn't like rap or any other type of music does not make them racist or this or that.

no one is telling you that you need to love every genre of music ever made on planet earth but its naive to assume music happens in a social vacuum because it doesn't. there is a reason we value some genres and dismiss others and often that has nothing to do w "artistry" and everything to do with social & cultural hierarchies & its not radical to ask people to question why they hate some music off the bat or assume its all the same without learning anything about it to begin with.

also I need to make this clear -- rap, specifically, is not the same as pop or techno because there has rarely been any mainstream criticisms of it over the past 40 years that hasn't been tinged by some kind of antiblackness from the start. you don't have to personally enjoy it but you can also recognize that a genre of music created by a historically (and still) marginalised community is derided and dismissed BECAUSE of that marginalisation more than anything else, even when it's not your thing. that's all I'm saying.

[phantom-of-the-memes]

Saying this as an Irish person since the new Hozier album just came out and there are lyrics in Irish; it’s Irish or Gaeilge (pronounced “gwhale-ga” or “gale-ga” depending on region), not Gaelic or Celtic or any other name people come up with.

It’s just a normal language that people speak in their everyday life. We learn it in school in the republic. People like myself are bilingual in Irish and English. It’s not a “fairy aesthetic cottage core leprechaun” language.

Please respect it. Our language is a touchy subject seen as how England tried to erase it by forcing English on us and severely punishing those who spoke Irish.

At the same time that does NOT mean it is a dead language. Our (in the republic) road and safety signs are in both Irish and English, same with legal documents. Our politicians speak it, and we are trying to preserve the language!

Anyways enjoy the album!

[doctorwhoisadhd]

see the thing about blaseball and how it informs me of my character types is like. i was into such niche and specific characters that nobody on the planet is going to put that together by making connections with any other media i like Before I Fucking Can

[heyjudeb]

I'm proud of you - Jude Bellingham

Summary: Comforting sad and defeated Jude after England's loss. Warning: Sad moment, comforting Words: <1k

The referee blows the final whistle.

It was over. England lost. It all happened too quickly. Spain scoring in the last minutes didn't even give us time to process the situation.

I was sitting in the stands with Jude's family. We all shed a tear once the Spanish players started celebrating. Seeing Jude go off to the bench and kick something was a heartbreaking yet scary sight for me. Instantly, I knew that was going to be a sight for the media.

He's not like that at all. He just really wanted this win. With people being all over him, critiquing him, he really wanted to prove them wrong, to make England proud. I couldn't be more proud of him, though. He achieved amazing things in this competition.

As I watched him from afar, I wished I could just run down and hold him, tell him it was okay. I knew how much he had invested in this tournament, how much he had sacrificed. His dedication and his passio were the qualities that made him extraordinary. Those were the reasons why I fell in love with him.

Feeling an overwhelming urge to be closer to him, I excused myself from his family and made my way down to the lower stands, closer to the field. As I approached the edge, I saw Jude pacing back and forth, his frustration evident in every step. When he finally noticed me, our eyes locked. He hesitated for a moment, then walked over.

With his help, I crossed the barrier and immediately fell into his arms, holding his head tightly into my neck. I could feel him shaking from all the emotions he was going through.

"I messed up," he muttered, his voice muffled against my shoulder.

"No, you didn't," I said firmly, my hand gently running through his hair. "You were incredible, baby. You gave it your all." He pulled back slightly, his eyes filled with tears. "It wasn't enough. It wasn't fucking enough." "Hey," I cupped his face gently, putting my forehead against his. "Listen to me. You were amazing out there. You fought so hard, and everyone saw it."

He didn't know what to say. I could see he wanted to let go of everything he was feeling, but the words wouldn't come.

"Just stay calm, baby," I tried to comfort him, reminding him that losing is part of the game and keeping his composure is important. "You can use this to come back even stronger."

I knew my words might not have a big impact on him in that moment. It was all still raw and fresh for him, so I simply held him tighter in my arms. He pulled back slightly, his eyes still glistening. "I have to go, baby. They're going to do the ceremony."

"I know," I said softly. He kissed my forehead.

"I'll meet you afterwards," I told him, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze.

He nodded, giving me one last look before turning and walking towards his teammates. As I walked up the stands to where his family was, I felt a mix of pride and heartache.

After England had their moment, Jude walked up to us and hugged his family. They all expressed how proud they were of him, trying not to show any sadness in front of him.

He sat down with his head low. I gently lifted his chin, earning a small, faint smile from him.

"I'm sorry for disappointing you guys," he managed to say to them.

I sat on his lap, holding him close to my chest. It pained me to see him like this, unable to erase his sadness.

"You never disappoint us, Jude," his mom reassured him, holding his hand tightly.

I arrived at my hotel room feeling exhausted and heartbroken for Jude. He had to return to the hotel with the team. There was nothing I wanted more than to have him in my arms and try to ease his sadness, even just a little. I was about to get into bed after finishing my nighttime routine when I heard a faint knock on the door. I opened it to find Jude standing there, his shoulders slumped and a tired look on his face. "They told me it's okay," he said quickly, grabbing my hand and leading me to the bed.

He took off his shirt and sweatpants and collapsed onto the bed, pulling me with him. His head immediately rested on my chest as he hugged me tightly.

"It's going to be okay, baby," I whispered, wrapping my arms around his head and kissing his forehead repeatedly. "These bad feelings will pass, trust me."

I ran my fingers through his hair, knowing it helped him relax and fall asleep. I kept kissing his forehead and cuddling him until I felt his grip around my waist loosen slightly, indicating he had fallen asleep.

"You'll always be my champion, baby," I whispered softly." I love you so much, Jude Bellingham."

[travelling-my-little-pony]

Snuzzle regards her own cone of chips.

In Sidmouth, in Devon, England.