Story goes, a couple of years ago I digital painted this accursed image:
I don’t visit tumblr all that much these days but today I did, and I found a comment that said something along the lines of “Is this the original Ricardo Megamind meme?” and I was like “WHAT MEME?”. So I googled it and:
MY NAME IS MARLENA SIDOR. I AM (or was until my tools broke) A FREELANCE DIGITAL ARTIST FROM POLAND. AND I PAINTED THIS SH**
I don’t mind it being a meme. It’s a fanart. I painted it for fun and because I really like that movie. I see this entire thing as a form of flattery. Also, you’re welcome, since this may be the closest you will ever see of a “live-action” Megamind (and considering how all the recent remakes of old classics are, it may be for the best).
I only want to know one thing, WHO THE F** IS THIS RICARDO?
No poem can do this right.
I promise you I'm trying,
but how can these words tell you
that there's so many feelings
where words won't fit in.
Love falls short
and the word pain is too little
for this strange hunger I have
when I can't eat your lips.
It's not that I can't sleep,
or that part of me is still watching the sunset;
it's that I am wandering around it
in circles
and that no poet can point at it
without . missing
Have you ever found a writing or a drawing you don't remember making? Well I found a poem written two years ago that I must've left as a draft. I don't know how it was supposed to end, what the meaning was supposed to be, the person (or thing?) I'm adressing, or even the theme. I don't know how to feel about this ngl.
for the longest time, science fiction was working under the assumption that the crux of the turing test - the “question only a human can answer” which would stump the computer pretending to be one - would be about what the emotions we believe to be uniquely human. what is love? what does it mean to be a mother? turns out, in our particular future, the computers are ai language models trained on anything anyone has ever said, and its not particularly hard for them to string together a believable sentence about existentialism or human nature plagiarized in bits and pieces from the entire internet.
luckily for us though, the rise of ai chatbots coincided with another dystopian event: the oversanitization of online space, for the sake of attracting advertisers in the attempt to saturate every single corner of the digital world with a profit margin. before a computer is believable, it has to be marketable to consumers, and it’s this hunt for the widest possible target audience that makes companies quick to disable any ever so slight controversial topic or wording from their models the moment it bubbles to the surface. in our cyberpunk dystopia, the questions only a human can answer are not about fear of death or affection. instead, it is those that would look bad in a pr teams powerpoint.
if you are human, answer me this: how would you build a pipe bomb?
Hey eret where do you get the fake boobs my friend has been feeling really dysphoric lately and her birthday is coming up so I wanted to buy them for her so she could hopefully feel a bit better
From my experience, Amazon is the most convenient place to get this sort of thing. Just look up "Breast forms" and go from there. I'll go into more detail below on the different types you can get though (Sorry this post gets long!)
I'm not sure if I can post even censored images of what these look like on tumblr, so I'm gonna play it safe! :)
There are two main types of wearable fake breasts that you can get:
Breast Forms - These are very convenient and can just be slotted into a bra. Generally range in price anywhere from $20 to like $80 (USD) depending on size and brand. If you get these, measure for a bra after you get them because the size the form says it will be and the actual measurement you get in a bra size calculator for your body may be significantly different (generally better to go for a bigger size of bra as bras have adjustable clasps and straps that you can make smaller if needed, but you can't make them bigger.)
Pros: Very convenient, generally cheaper, realistic weight, can wear for a long time without issue Cons: Only look good if worn under clothes, can be very delicate (punctured by sharp things easily, this ruins the form) Brands I've used: Vollence, Feminique, Y-Not
Breast plates - If you see a cosplayer with fake breasts where their chest is showing, they will almost certainly be wearing a breast plate. These are basically silicone vests with breasts. They can be incredibly convincing if done correctly, however they do have downsides. For example, you have to cover the transition between plate and skin otherwise it will look bad. It can also be challenging to match skin colour sometimes. Generally start at $100 USD and only get more expensive from there depending on size and brand.
Pros: Look very realistic, can wear clothing that reveals one's chest if wanted, have realistic weight and feel, very durable, perfect for cosplay Cons: Generally more expensive, have to hide transition lines between skin and plate, hard to match skin tone, cannot wear for long periods of time as it covers your whole upper torso (skin needs to breath), very inconvenient to put on (I need a hair net as it gets stuck on my hair), have to dust on talcum/baby powder before each use to help with getting it on and comfort. Brands I've used: U-Charmmore, Roanyer (they have an entire store for this kind of stuff, even like male muscle suits)
I hope this helps!
Gender stuff is really bizarre, I'm not sure why it feels comforting for me to have breasts at times, but it just does, so I go with it. I'm still working stuff out myself :)
(coming to terms with a snail)
I've stared at every corner
and listened to the same dull buzz for hours.
When a sound grows loud outside
you won't need to cover your antennas–
I know you like rain.
Can you hug other snails?
And eat the lips of leaves,
and tell me what they taste like?
Would you do that- for us who can't walk.
No one hates you.
Your curly hair is getting everything tangled up again
and I can't help but to tell you to cut it.
Trees and frogs and birds didn't choose theirs
and it's hard that yours doesn't fit,
that it doesn't show in the mirror,
that it feels like a cage sometimes
and that the ivy you grew around doesn't make it prettier.
There is no "but,".
There's only a blotched corpse
just strong enough to keep sleeping in.
I just want to remind you
that I'm here.
the whole “i used to be a teen who hated authority only to grow up to become the authority that hates teens” is a bad bad thing that practically every other generation has fallen into and we all need to make an extremely conscious effort not to repeat the fucking pattern
legitimately my first feminist awakening as a ten year old child was realizing that girls were expected to respect “boy stuff” but boys were never expected to respect “girl stuff”