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Sea Angels
Gymnosomata, commonly known as Sea Angels. An apt name - they are the ethereal, translucent, fluttering angels of the sea.
In hard scientific terms, they’re small swimming sea slugs, but we’ll pass over that for now and just admire how delicately beautiful these wonderful creatures are.
Not forgetting, of course, that it looks to many tumblrites like the head of a penis.
I’m giving away two limited edition Kyary Pamyu Pamyu singles
- Limited Edition copy of Fashion Monster
- Limited Edition copy of Furisodation Kimi ni 100%
and one Limited Edition copy of her full album, Pamyu Pamyu Revolution!
All you have to do to enter is:
- Reblog this post (no limit!)
- Like this post
- Or just tell me how much you love Kyary!
I will be willing to send international to ANYWHERE except Brazil and Italy, unfortunately I can’t send out that way as it’d be too much of a hassle in shipping and too big a risk
The giveaway ends July 12, and I’ll be throwing in a few extra Kyary-esque items such as Kreepsville 666 eyeball-bow hair ties and EYEMAZING No.503 by Kyary! I’ll also be putting a mystery bag together of comestics I have never touched by various Japanese and Korean brands.
I’ve also decided to throw in $30 worth of art commission by me, if you want it!! Please check my art tag here, this is completely optional but if you want any art (I do Dangan Ronpa, Final Fantasy, Assassin’s Creed and Monster OC’s as well as any other kind of OC but I’m willing to draw you anything as I enjoy drawing for others very much!!) then you can have me at your call whenever to draw for you!
頑張って、みんな！(*゜▽゜ノノ゛☆
My baby brother graduated! TEARS!
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My phone’s lock screen is on point.
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And then there’s Sansa. Sansa Stark who named her deadly, killer direwolf Lady. And she trained her to be gentle, and quiet, and sweet and loving. And then what happens? The Baratheons have her killed. So now Sansa is so alone, having lost her family, her home and her Lady. But she is the exact opposite of what her father said would happen to wolves who end up alone. Ned Stark said that the only way they could survive was to stick together, and that was never an option. Robb had their mother. Rickon and Bran had Winterfell and then each other. Jon is on the wall, with his brothers, and then across it with Ygritte, then back to the wall. Arya had Gendry, and is still linked to Nymeria. But Sansa has absolutely no one who is her family. So she takes the strength and poise of a lady, and turns it into something as deadly and defensive as a direwolf’s fangs and claws. She knows that she is alone, and that no one is coming for her, so she adapts. She plays the game, she keeps her mouth shut, she stays alive.
Because the best way to hide a wolf, to keep people feeling safe, is to make them think it’s just a well trained dog.
Volume Rendering CT scans by voxel123
Carrie (1976)
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Saw the video floating around so I gif’d it for anyone who doesn’t wanna actually watch it haha.
the last one though. so accurate.
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Inspirational Artists ◘ Zain
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The original pitch for the Powerpuff Girls was a student film called Whoopass Stew. Craig McCracken originally intended to show what the perfect little girl was before Professor Utonium added a can of Whoopass to the concoction. The perfect little girl (sitting on the rainbow) was supposed to be the perfect mixture of sugar, spice, and everything nice. When the accidental extra ingredient was added, the three original ingredients split up to match the personalities of the three new girls. Bubbles being sugar, Buttercup being spice, and Blossom being everything nice.
Chemical X is whoopass.
This is the greatest day of my life.
On Sep 13, 1944, a princess from India lay dead at Dachau concentration camp. She had been tortured by the Nazis, then shot in the head. Her name was Noor Inayat Khan. The Germans knew her only as Nora Baker, a British spy who had gone into occupied France using the code name Madeline. She carried her transmitter from safe house to safe house with the Gestapo trailing her, providing communications for her Resistance unit.
Oh my God, yes. Let’s talk about Noor Inayat Khan.
- Wireless operators in France had a life expectancy of six weeks. Noor was actively transmitting for over three times as long.
- While she was in France, every other wireless operator in her network was slowly picked off until she was the last radio link between London and Paris. It was “the most dangerous and important post in France”.
- She was offered a way back to Britain and refused.
- In fact, in her transmissions to London, she once said that she was having the time of her life, and thanked them for giving her the opportunity to do this.
- She was captured by the Gestapo, but never gave up: she made three attempt escapes. One involved asking to take a bath, insisting on being allowed to close the door to preserve her modesty, and then clambering onto the roof of the Gestapo HQ in Paris.
- Her last word before being shot was, “Liberté!”
The term BAMF was coined for such persons.
Commentary.
In February, I posted two pieces in Bed-Stuy on Tompkins and Halsey. These two pieces got the most attention of any pieces I’ve put up so far. Within a few days, someone had written his response to the work directly onto the posters. From there, a woman wrote a response to him. And it went on and, on with different hand-written comments creating this kind of interesting discussion. The pieces remained up until a week or so ago, when the phallic image was drawn. That’s when I decided to try to take them down.
The “Stop Telling Women to Smile” piece remained in tact enough for me to include it in the exhibition. I thought it was important to present in the show, so that people could view these written reactions.
I love when assertive women scare men to such an extent that they have to resort to infantile shit like this.
They think it will shut women up, but it really just fuels everything further, I hope they know that.
The “devolution” of the poster is more interesting to me than the originals, which I’ve reblogged before.
The fact that a man decided to comment on the poster physically, and was the first to do so, says a lot. Whenever women defend ourselves we get these counter arguments. We get people in general, and not just men, trying to cut down our personal initiatives. And when women, like on the poster, attempt to hold a real discussion we get the brunt of the “dick solution” where we are told that we hate men, we haven’t had a “dick that was good” or we get a penis drawn on the poster meant to make a social commentary about our “place.”
I’ve reblogged the individual posters before because I understand them as a victim of the suggestions. But I’m reblogging them now to show the attempt to keep women in their societal place in our culture.
An excellent example of men not getting the point about street harassment.
“You find our unwanted projections of our opinions of you to be bothersome? Well … well … well … DICKS, THAT’S WHAT! DICKS!!!”
Serious grade-schooler shit here. Grow the fuck up.
Sighs.
I’m kind of embarrassed by this as a guy. Although I do know we tend to put an undue amount of emphasis on our genitals as the solution to all of life’s problems. Being ornery? RIDE MY DICK! Lesbian? RIDE MY DICK! Depressed? RIDE MY DICK! Just got fired? RIDE MY DICK! *sigh*
And emphasis mine.
Yeahhh, this is a good example of why feminism still needs to be a thing.
All of the above. ALL OF IT.
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