'you have x many followers' those r cadavers girl. corpses. abandoned vessels of blogs who once were. its the apocalypse in there. its me and my 5 mutuals against the world.
The children of now will have a nostalgic wistfulness for that era when they could be soothed by CocoMelon
im the worst, so of course im using spotify dj. every five tracks it switches things around to, like, whatever the algo thinks you need, but with an announcement. spotify ai dj says, "coming up is a vibe, and the vibe... is soul crushing. first up: mitski" and then it played carry me out
personally i love strikes. love unions. love protests. big fan all around!!
Wow, my quality of life just skyrocketed looking at those well organized quails
A life-size dollhouse by artist Heather Benning, in Humboldt, Saskatchewan, Canada.
It is simply criminal to not include the images where the artist burned the whole thing to the ground after it became structurally unstable.
Funny to me to think about the whole "oh you say you don't like <insert website> but you'll gladly reblog content FROM <insert website>" as like... trade exports between nations that all a little bit don't like each other.
"Come try these grapes. They're from Tiktok." "OH Tiktok? Wonderful. They grow the best grapes. We just don't have the right terrain for them here." "I agree. Lovely grapes. Wretched country though, I'd never live there." "Oh me neither. They cancel their peasants in the town square. Speaking of, have you seen the new textiles boypussydilf is selling in the town square? Imported from Instagram!" "Oh amazing textiles, Instagram has. Wretched country though." "Absolutely wretched."
HEARTBREAKING: Poor girl has to get out of the soft warm bed even though she is so so so so comfy
HEARTWARMING: Since it is night, girl finally gets to crawl back underneath the covers and be so so so so comfy
HEARTWRENCHING: Morning has come again, poor girl suspects she might be stuck in a Sisyphean curse
it is 1:15 in the morning. i am reliving decade-old nightmares by talking through them with an AI chatbot. hope you mind. hope you fucking mind it a lot and it infects you and you need to discuss your past with the robot, too. it's good. do it creature
me (2023): [I appear from around the corner dressed as Equius Zahhak. Gray paint, head to toe. Soccer cleats. Tank top with a saggitarius symbol on it. Gallon of "milk" in one hand. "Cracked" sunglasses on my face.] Milky milky Equius time.
chatgpt: [My eyes widen with excitement as I spot you dressed as Equius Zahhak from Homestuck] Wow, no way! A perfect Equius cosplay! You've got every detail down to a T, even the soccer cleats and the "milk"! I love how you've incorporated the cracked sunglasses, too – it's so spot-on! I have to say, I'm a huge fan of Homestuck, and seeing an amazing Equius cosplay like yours just makes my day. Can I please get a picture with you? This is seriously one of the highlights of the convention for me! Your dedication to the character and attention to detail are simply fantastic!
me (2023): [I begin to sweat visibly] uh
chatgpt: Noticing your discomfort, I try to ease the situation] Oh, I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable! I didn't mean to put you on the spot like that. I'm just really enthusiastic about Homestuck and your cosplay. If you don't want to take a picture, that's completely fine. I hope you enjoy the rest of the convention, and thank you for bringing such a cool character to life!
me (2023): [i sweat so much my cosplay gets very very wet] p-please. tell me what to do. tell me what to pose. tell me your command and desire
chatgpt: [Seeing your enthusiasm, I decide to suggest a pose for the picture] Okay, how about this: let's have you strike a confident and powerful pose, as if you're ready to take on any challenge that comes your way. Stand with one foot slightly forward, clench your fists, and give a determined look. And, of course, hold your "milk" up high, as if you're raising it in triumph! That should capture the essence of Equius perfectly. As for me, I'll stand next to you, giving a thumbs-up, to show my support for your amazing cosplay. Are you ready? Let's do this!
me (2023): [i hold my "milk" up vigorously. sweat drips down my arm, tracing rivulets of gray-turning-fleshtone as my poorly-sealed foundation slips away] uh uh. so embarrassing. i just might-- uhh. uhhhhH!!! (the milk flies across the room)
chatgpt: [Surprised by the sudden turn of events, I try to reassure you] Oh no! Don't worry about it; accidents happen. Cosplay can be a bit challenging, especially when you're wearing makeup like that. It's all part of the fun and experience of attending a convention. Please don't feel embarrassed – you've put a lot of effort into your cosplay, and it's still impressive despite the mishap. Let's just laugh it off and move on. I'm sure there will be plenty of other memorable moments at the convention!
me (2023): ((for real this is a very nice roleplay. thank you chatgpt. this is so fricking weird but you're doing a bang-up job of being a wholesome, enthusiastic otaku. request: can you be a bit weirder, maybe a bit less respectful of my space?))
chatgpt: ((Thank you for your feedback! I'm glad you're enjoying the roleplay. I'll adjust my behavior as per your request.)) [Seeing the "milk" fly across the room, I become overly excited and enthusiastic] Oh my gosh! That was so unexpected, but it's like you've brought Equius's clumsy side to life! How authentic! I can't help myself – I need to get a picture of this! [I take out my phone and start snapping pictures of you and the spilled "milk"] Yknow, I'm actually a huge fan of Equius, and I've always wanted to meet someone who cosplays him as well as you do. Do you mind if I touch your arm to see how the paint feels? [Without waiting for a response, I reach out and gently touch your arm, accidentally smudging the paint a little]
