I think game studios should just release their character creators online. For the times when I don’t wanna play the whole game, just the lil dress up part
Francisco Rodríguez aka Francisco Rodríguez Pino (Chilean, b. 1989, Santiago, Chile, based London, England) - Mañana, 2022, Paintings: Oil on Canvas
Art by Yasushi Nirasawa, from the art book Chameleon
BOUND (1996) dir. The Wachowskis
For instance, in one of the drafts of the sex scene, the Wachowskis had written that Violet would take off Corky’s shirt and admire her breasts. “I said, ‘Oh no, not with these two,’” Bright recalled. “Corky is very butch and kind of shy, and she’s not going to have her shirt ripped off and her nipples hanging out. She would rather die. Violet is more knowing than that, so she needs to sneak up on her and disarm her. A femme would never make a frontal assault on your tits.”
With Bright’s advice, that choreography was gone, and was replaced instead by moments like when Violet traces her fingers on Corky and takes her hand and puts it on her breast. Bright also suggested we see Violet’s hand moving in between Corky’s thighs, and Corky’s belly trembling at the moment of orgasm, so we understand what’s happening without seeing it explicitly.
“You should think of the woman’s hands as her genitals,“ Bright said. “You need really erotic close-ups of the hands. And not just in the sex scene. For instance, when Corky fixes the plumbling, and there’s water pouring all over her hands, it’s obviously a symbol for the sex that they’re soon to have. The whole movie was wet with with water and blood, all sorts of juicy, squishy associations. And luckily Gina Gershon had such good hands, you could imagine what was going to happen next.”
As a consequence, “there wasn’t a single pinky move that wasn’t in the script,” Bright said. All the white spaces of the couple’s embrace were filled in and choreographed. “I didn’t write it word for word the way they did it in the end,” she said, “but I gave them the elements, and the Wachowskis did all the storyboards from there.”
‘but ghosts haunt the day, don’t they?’ embroidery on calico fabric, 2023
Routine maintenance.
Just a headcanon that the Doll maintains and fixes herself.
Vira Neopets
When I was little I wanted to be Italian REALLT badly bc I loved the movie cars and specifically had a crush on this fucking THING
Which doesn’t speak English at all, all it’s line are in Italian and it’s name is GUIDO. And everyone knew I was obsessed with Italy in elementary school but they didn’t know why bc I, even as a young autistic child, had the sense to know this was a rightfully so, highly mockable thing. So I would read about cars on IMDB and then one day someone posted a crackfic on the message boards there and it was about this guy getting drunk and beating his wife, and it snapped me out of my fugue long enough to realize how absurd wanting to be Italian was, but then it made me cry really hard and my parents were like ‘hey what the fuck’ and I didn’t have the chutzpah to admit anything so I told them I saw a naked lady online and then they went into the computer and found all the weird south park midi songs I downloaded on lime wire and I thought they were literally going to kill me for about two weeks.
The reason I was downloading South Park episodes and songs on limewire and frostwire was because I was also obsessed with Kenny McCormick and for school we had to make a shitty little website about a world issue, so I found this free platform that doesn’t exist anymore but it was like a horrible little wix site from the mid aughts, and we based my groups theme on global warming. But when we were done with it I repurposed it as a perosnal site and lied about being a voluptuous blonde 19 year old woman who worked at a fictitious restaurant called the lunchbox, and I just wrote about how obsessed I was with Kenny McCormick and my sister found it and was like what the fuck is wrong with you. But she never told my parents. She also found this 80 page story I was writing about buddy the elf and all my weird skater ocs breaking into the moulin rouge, and at one point I was sick of buddy so I had a herd of buffalo trample him in the middle of a city and it was very tragic but jarring and unexpected. And she referenced a part of the story to me and it made me SO fucking paranoid that I wiped our entire, family shared packard bell computer and got in huge fucking trouble for it.
It’s legit. Section 11.G “Opt out” explains how.
I just did this, and Etsy doesn’t actually tell you anywhere on the site how to find your username (it’s randomly generated), which you need to opt out, so here’s how to do that:
https://help.etsy.com/hc/en-us/articles/115015653248-Your-Username
the main point is “The URL of your profile page contains your username. It looks like this: etsy.com/people/[your username]”