nobody was buying or selling this shit before like five years ago. if it was sold, it was a niche product for people with really specific needs (ie, medical issues causing extreme sweating and/or body odor)
these companies are blatantly manipulating you with the oldest advertising trick in the book:
invent a fake problem
convince you that you HAVE this fake problem
"helpfully" sell you a product that claims to fix the problem
you do not have to feel embarrassed or ashamed of your body. you are not some rancid stinky beast who needs to be slathered with perfumes and fragrances just to feel comfortable out in public. your body is normal and there is no reason to be applying full-body perfumes to ward off normal human smells
yes my doctor told me never put anything that has perfume in it in the genitals. You can have many things go wrong down there. Like infections, allergie reactions, and uti's. This also includes pad/tampons. Always check with your doctor or a healthcare provider to see if you can use a new product on your skin. Never trust an advertisement just because it claims it can do it all. Use your better judgement to keep yourself safe.
Okay, so I finally got around to watching Dragon Ball Super: Super Hero the other day, brought to you by the same people who came up with the name Super Saiyan God Super Saiyan.
Bulma's shameless, confident vanity continues to reinforce why she's the best character in Dragon Ball.
I need everyone to understand that this might actually be the funniest moment in the whole franchise. It's silly on its surface, but it's also steeped in Dragon Ball history. You can feel Piccolo dying inside, and there's a reason for that that goes much deeper than third-party embarrassment over Bulma's shallownness.
Bulma's cosmic butt-lift is a continuation of a gag from Broly (the good version). In that film, it was established that Bulma routinely uses the Dragon Balls to knock a few years off her age, for the sake of vanity. This was contrasted against Frieza's desire to use the Dragon Balls to add a couple inches to his height, for the sake of vanity.
Both of which are resurrections of the gag from the Red Ribbon Army arc, where Commander Red brought militant warlord violence to all corners of the world to claim the Dragon Balls for himself... so he could make himself taller. Using limitless cosmic power for petty and shallow reasons is a funny joke that Toriyama's fond of.
But this isn't just about the shallowness. It's about Piccolo. Or, more specifically, the other half of Piccolo that is Kami-sama. Dragon Ball is steeped in religious and mythological imagery, primarily Buddhist. A fantasy spin on it with a lot of fictional elements added, but there is a lot of genuine Japanese spirituality in there. Which is why God Almighty is now walking around as one half of Piccolo, with a substitute God ruling from his Temple in Heaven in his place.
During his reign, God gifted the Dragon Balls to mankind so that they would have a cosmic miracle they could turn to in times of great need. Shenron was meant as a great gesture of benevolence; The difficulty in summoning him is to serve as a particularly grueling trial, one that only the most determined and most worthy could fulfill.
However, that didn't exactly go to plan. Rather than a source of hope for the world, the Dragon Balls became objects of lust for its greediest and most corrupt. Near-limitless reality-shaping power to grant any miracle one could ask for, wasted on petty ambitions and selfish desires. God regretted ever making this cursed things.
When Piccolo killed Shenron and destroyed the Dragon Balls, God's response was basically, "Good riddance." The Dragon Balls were a mistake he could now take back. He had no intention of ever remaking them.
But then Goku defeated Piccolo. Goku ascended into Heaven to implore God to return the Dragon Balls to earth. Goku's pure innocence, his kindness, and his strength of character convinced God that there was good in the Dragon Balls. That they were worth remaking and returning to the mortal world below.
And now. Here he stands.
With this woman. The woman who utterly trivialized his great heavenly trial by inventing a handheld radar that beep-beeps all of the Dragon Balls' locations for you, allowing them to be easily collected in the span of a weekend excursion.
Watching her call upon his great reality-shaping miracle, so that she can get a butt-lift and slightly longer eyelashes.
While strongly insinuating that she does this every time the Dragon Balls regenerate. This is the legacy of his cosmic miracle.
Bulma is the greatest heretic in the history of fiction. That is why Piccolo is dying inside. This joke killed me. Almost as hard as Piccolo visibly wants to kill Bulma right now.
‘you should have a separate sideblog for each of your interests’ actually my followers like the variety. they love to see me liveblog an anxiety attack and reblog 10 gifsets of my favorite little meow meow seconds later. its enrichment for them
i tried to explain how i was feeling like this to my drug counselor and she was like "yeah that still sounds kinda suicidal" and i could not figure out how to explain that i don't wanna die, i just like. am so so so tired of the way life is for me and all my friends and family. i'm tired of living like this but i'm gonna keep doing it bc i guess there's no other choice
Burnout. The word is burnout, but not because of an unusual state of overwork or an overly demanding position, but because the bare minimum being demanded is beyond capacity.
not to be an edgelord but sometimes i see tags like this and i wonder if i'm some kind of fucked up joker guy. like this is for real and not a bit? the hunger games was too dark for y'all at 12-16? at the target audience age it was written for? seriously?
maybe i'm just being edgy or something but i think getting to read some fucked up murder shit as a kid is good for you and i think adults trying as hard as they can to keep that stuff as far away from kids as possible are lame
K.A. Applegate mentioned in her ending letter to Animorphs that she was aware that her readership would soon enough be able to vote and wanted to provide a more realistic story to counter all the “war is fun and cool” narratives that she saw. The Hunger Games and Animorphs aren’t stories for adults that somehow tripped and fell into the wrong genre, they are very specifically meant for children. So many kids’ stories have war and violence and even killing in them. And yet the ones we condemn most ardently as unacceptable for children are the ones that don’t glorify it.
