Dun dun dunnnnnn!!!!

Love animation in all forms. Love learning...about anything, really. And honest. Some think im too honest and those people scare me. But if you want to talk send me an ask and let's start a conversation! :D i enjoy meeting new people and friends! X3

[memeuplift]

[dimitrescudaughters-au]

Sharing Clothes

Bela

She never saw the appeal to it

Why would she wear someone elses clothes if they might not fit?

And why would she let anyone else wear her clothes?

It's hard enough to keep Dani out of her stuff

But it was after a hunt that she came back to the castle

Her and her sisters just hunted down 2 man things that were trying to get into the castle walls

God, the fear in their eyes

It was delicious

She snuck off early to go find you

You weren't in your room or hanging out with mother

You didn't make a trip to the village either

One of the maids said she last saw you going up to the observatory

And there she found you

Asleep

Curled up on the couch

In her sweater

Oh, wow

And you just looked even more precious

Her red sweater really did look amazing on you

She nudge your arms open

And cuddled up against you

She peppered kisses on your neck

With mumbled "I love you's"

You never minded the blood

But you had just took a shower

"Darling, please tell me you cleaned up before you covered me in kisses"

Her giggles were all you needed to know

"It's okay, love. I needed a shower buddy anyway"

A few days later she put on that same sweater

And your scent lingering on it was all she needed to see the appeal in sharing

Cassandra

A poor misunderstood baby

She may be the 'sadist' of the family

But GOD is she so soft with you

Also a bit possessive

She wants the whole castle and village to know who you belong to

She will leave about 50 of her jackets in your closet

And steal all of your clothes

She didn't realize how much she loved it

Until

You had just arrived back from the village

Being middle of winter, meant you were the only one who could go outside

You didn't even noticed you slipped on Cassandra's jacket

One of the newer, and flirtier, maids had stopped you

You have already been with your 3 girlfriends for years now

No one else could ever tear you away

So when she compliments your jacket

And reaches out to touch it

"Wow, this is so soft! You must let me wear it sometime!"

You can't help the reply

"Hmm, yeah I don't think my girlfriend will like me giving her jacket away"

"Well, I mean, you're in a polygamous relationship with them right? Can't you 4 just add one more?"

Poor girl really thought your smile was for her

Cassandra was behind her in an instant

Whispering deadly words in her ear

She ran off and you never saw that maid again

"At this point, you just need to get a jacket embroidered with your name on it"

"Hmm, don't tempt me babe. Now let's get you out of that jacket"

Daniela

The hopeless romantic

Also a notorious clothes stealer

She just wants you around her at all times

She will take every last hoodie, jacket, sweater, sweats, that you own

She is also not opposed to you walking around in her clothes

She loves to fall asleep in your sweaters

After so long your scent goes away

And she has to go get more and return the 'used' ones

One time she did hunt you down

You were talking with a new maiden

Trying to get her comfortable around the castle

And well, here comes your darling girlfriend

"Sweetheart, I thought you were napping-"

Annnnnd there goes her (your) sweater off her body

And why is her hands on you?

Oh wait there goes your shirt

...shit

She pulls your shirt on and tosses you the sweater

"Mmm, thanks love. It didn't smell like you anymore"

She wraps her arms around your neck

Legs around your waist

Gave you no time to put on the sweater

"I'm just far too exhausted to walk. Carry me to bed, sweetie"

Accompanied with open mouth kisses to your neck

"Jesus, Dani!"

You all but had to sprint to her bedroom

She just knows all your weak spots

"You just scarred that poor maid"

"Don't care. You look ravishing without a shirt on"

That maid could never look you in the eyes again

[dimitrescudaughters-au]

Sharing Clothes

Bela

She never saw the appeal to it

Why would she wear someone elses clothes if they might not fit?

And why would she let anyone else wear her clothes?

It's hard enough to keep Dani out of her stuff

But it was after a hunt that she came back to the castle

Her and her sisters just hunted down 2 man things that were trying to get into the castle walls

God, the fear in their eyes

It was delicious

She snuck off early to go find you

You weren't in your room or hanging out with mother

You didn't make a trip to the village either

One of the maids said she last saw you going up to the observatory

And there she found you

Asleep

Curled up on the couch

In her sweater

Oh, wow

And you just looked even more precious

Her red sweater really did look amazing on you

She nudge your arms open

And cuddled up against you

She peppered kisses on your neck

With mumbled "I love you's"

You never minded the blood

But you had just took a shower

"Darling, please tell me you cleaned up before you covered me in kisses"

Her giggles were all you needed to know

"It's okay, love. I needed a shower buddy anyway"

A few days later she put on that same sweater

And your scent lingering on it was all she needed to see the appeal in sharing

Cassandra

A poor misunderstood baby

She may be the 'sadist' of the family

But GOD is she so soft with you

Also a bit possessive

She wants the whole castle and village to know who you belong to

She will leave about 50 of her jackets in your closet

And steal all of your clothes

She didn't realize how much she loved it

Until

You had just arrived back from the village

Being middle of winter, meant you were the only one who could go outside

You didn't even noticed you slipped on Cassandra's jacket

One of the newer, and flirtier, maids had stopped you

You have already been with your 3 girlfriends for years now

No one else could ever tear you away

So when she compliments your jacket

And reaches out to touch it

"Wow, this is so soft! You must let me wear it sometime!"

You can't help the reply

"Hmm, yeah I don't think my girlfriend will like me giving her jacket away"

"Well, I mean, you're in a polygamous relationship with them right? Can't you 4 just add one more?"

Poor girl really thought your smile was for her

Cassandra was behind her in an instant

Whispering deadly words in her ear

She ran off and you never saw that maid again

"At this point, you just need to get a jacket embroidered with your name on it"

"Hmm, don't tempt me babe. Now let's get you out of that jacket"

Daniela

The hopeless romantic

Also a notorious clothes stealer

She just wants you around her at all times

She will take every last hoodie, jacket, sweater, sweats, that you own

She is also not opposed to you walking around in her clothes

She loves to fall asleep in your sweaters

After so long your scent goes away

And she has to go get more and return the 'used' ones

One time she did hunt you down

You were talking with a new maiden

Trying to get her comfortable around the castle

And well, here comes your darling girlfriend

"Sweetheart, I thought you were napping-"

Annnnnd there goes her (your) sweater off her body

And why is her hands on you?

Oh wait there goes your shirt

...shit

She pulls your shirt on and tosses you the sweater

"Mmm, thanks love. It didn't smell like you anymore"

She wraps her arms around your neck

Legs around your waist

Gave you no time to put on the sweater

"I'm just far too exhausted to walk. Carry me to bed, sweetie"

Accompanied with open mouth kisses to your neck

"Jesus, Dani!"

You all but had to sprint to her bedroom

She just knows all your weak spots

"You just scarred that poor maid"

"Don't care. You look ravishing without a shirt on"

That maid could never look you in the eyes again

[dimitrescudaughters-au]

Video Games (COD Edition)

Bela

She's gotten pretty use to all things modern

Almost tech savvy if you will

It definitely helps that you're patient with her

She never found your video games to be much fun

Honestly

She just wants you to hold her as she reads her book

As you yell about the "fucker camping in the back left corner"

She has no clue what you're saying

But she likes when you get angry

So she doesn't mind you playing for hours

You try to get her to play

Her first complaint is that the shooting game isn't gory

And also

"Really? A knife is an automatic kill??? I've been stabbed plenty of times and I'm still here"

She's also frustrated that everyone slides and jumps far too much

She about crushes your controller when the player with the shotgun kills her

For the 10th time

She then discovers snipers

And to your horror

She adopts the camping method

But she's shockingly really good with a sniper

To the point she's actually having fun!

She'll agree to play with you

Every once in a while

But she would rather

Just cuddle around you as you play

Cassandra

She hates it

Absolutely hates

That fucking device

It steals ALL of your attention

"Cass, I've only been on for 10 minutes"

"AND???"

She rather distract you from your games

100% will start kissing your neck

And will become

The most WHINEY person

You will ever meet

For someone so dominant

And dubbed the "scary" sister

She becomes an impatient child

After some coaxing

She finally agrees to at least try

Thank god you don't have her mic on

So. Much. Rage.

"I WILL FUCKING RIP YOUR THROAT OUT AND SHOVE MY FIST UP YOUR ASS"

THE most competitive person you have ever seen

After hours of "spray and pray"

She discovers the knife

An absolute menace to society

She runs around the map just shanking the shit out of everyone and refuses to do the objective

She still despises the damn thing

But she'll play a few rounds with you if you ask

Daniela

She instantly became fascinated by your game device

She's one to actually enjoy watching you play

She'll reward you with kisses anytime you get a kill

It mostly ends up with you forgetting your game

In favor for a steamy make-out session

One day while you're away

She totally sneaks into your room and learns how to play

It's...rough to say the least

She may or may not have broken your controller

But she bought you a new one!

But after she figures out the buttons

What a gamer

Shockingly quiet accurate with any gun but not much of a sniper

She just needs to be moving around at all times

100% a cocky motherfucker

Will 360 no scope your ass

She loves to get on mic and taunt everyone

"Yikes DemonGod174, looks like a girl just kicked your ass"

"Shut up and go make me a sandwich"

And say inappropriate things

"Sure, as soon as I get my strap out of your mom's wet, hot, dripping p-"

She also loves to play 1v1 with you

"Loser has to strip!"

"Dani, you literally just lost?"

"Oh no. What an unfortunate mishap"

[themagnacarla]

An Alcina-talking-to-Cassandra-scene I haven’t seen posted around here

source: starting @ 9:07; credit: MELOO on YouTube

Transcript:

Alcina: Cassandra! A word.

What is that man up to? You’re my daughter! Now act like it.

Cassandra: Of course, Mother.

[anditcametopost]

I got 1 task done today. I emptied the big trash can in my bedroom. That's one less fork to deal with.

I have severe executive dysfunction. I've been dealing with it by having myself do one small task a day. So far it's helped a lot. By doing it this way my brain doesn't freak out trying to tackle everything at once.

I got my inspiration for it from this Donald Duck comic:

[shitposting-hobbits-to-gallifrey]

Oh my God this is so fucking wholesome

[dustinteractive]

Fun fact: Grocery stores do this so you spend more time and money in the store. Nobody is your friend.

[cryoverkiltmilk]

Welcome to adulthood. You have a favorite burner on the stove, you get angry when the supermarket rearranges things, and you have a very strong opinion about the hierarchy of different types of apples.

[hiqueenmabs-deactivated20220819]

Honeycrisp or die by my sword

[cryoverkiltmilk]

The Granny Smithsonians are a proud folk, and we do not run from a fight.

[liberalsarecool]

Vaccines work.

[denverfarmboy]

[masonpowellposts]

And just in case you are too young to recognize this scene: those are Iron Lungs, and each one has a child in it, the device keeping the child in it breathing. It wasn’t just about being paralyzed and confined to a a wheel chair.

When you went back to school in the Autumn each year you looked around at your class to see how many of your school mates had been taken out by Polio.

[idontgettechnology]

Let’s talk about something else Polio-related! Post-Polio Syndrome. Do you know anyone who had it?

Probably not!

I do! My in-laws were in their forties when they adopted my husband and as such, my father-in-law was one of the lucky kids stricken with Polio was a child in the 30s.

Now, he really was one of the lucky ones because he survived the initial bout of Polio. However, he had permanent damage to his lungs, joints and muscles. As he got older, he was in constant pain. He had heart problems, breathing problems, he was exhausted all the time. His last few years were horrible, not just for him, but for his family and friends who watched him decline much more rapidly than his wife and others his age.

I’m telling you this secondhand, because I never got to meet him. He died in his early 60s because of the effects of Post-Polio Syndrome.

Most of us don’t know someone with Post-Polio. We are all going to know someone with Post-COVID Syndrome, or Long-COVID, as they are calling it. And the effects are going to be bad and they’re going to vary. A lot of people are going to be living lives that are much shorter and much less pleasant than they need to be because of this fucking anti-vax mentality.

Get. Your. Vaccines.

[fromoutoftheunexpected]

my dad’s aunt got polio because her parents were antivaxers. please just get vaccinated and vaccinate your kids too

[guerrillatech]

[fullpraxisnow]

Math proves that capitalism sucks and that capitalists are greedy.

[brosefvondudehomie-deactivated2]

So he gave millions and you gave $40 and feel like you’re doing more?

[pebbleofgod]

[evilkaito]

i dont think whites understand how being white makes literally everything easier.

it effects everything.

being trans is easier when youre white.

being gay is easier when youre white.

being disabled is easier when youre white.

being a woman is easier when youre white.

being autistic is easier when youre white.

oppression is eased when you are white, as you get extra privileges, and your whiteness is seen as a positive characteristic that in some ways counter-balances your other forms of being a minority. whiteness controls everything.

you are automatically way more innocent in your own oppression as a gay, trans, disabled person because of your whiteness.

never forget this.

[raccoon-piss]

three things:

1. it’s true

2. white people get pissed when i bring this up/wear this shirt

3. the comments to this thread melted my fucking eyeballs seriously why the fuck are y’all like this

[peachy-pumpkin-deactivated-deac]

love triangles can’t exist without at least 1 lgbt person. cishets just don’t know how shapes work

[peachy-pumpkin-deactivated-deac]

I’ve created this helpful info graphic

[ros3quart2]

Most of the characters that people call a love triangle is really just a love corner. And the woman is usually backed into it.

[neongreentoxicity]

Reblogging for the last comment

[4nju]

The Dimistrescu Family 🖤

[ithelpstodream]

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

Its The colonization

[invisiblefoxfire]

The first time I left the US was on a trip with my grandmother to Germany. My grandmother was always traveling. Always! Always off on some holiday somewhere, always bringing back tacky souvenirs.

I spoke a bit of German but was far from fluent. I’d been a little worried about communication but my grandmother assured me we’d be fine. She did this all the time, after all.

My grandmother left me in the hotel room one morning to sleep in while she went to the nearby bakery to get some pastries for breakfast. When she returned, she looked very flustered. She got me up because she had to get this off her chest. The woman in the bakery… didn’t speak ANY English. In her words, “Not a lick of English! Not one word!” I replied, heavy with sarcasm, “Really? In GERMANY?” She didn’t pick up on my sarcasm at all and just thought I was equally as astonished as her.

Turns out every trip she’d ever taken was with some pre-planned tour group for obnoxious white Americans. Never in all her years of traveling had she just gone into a small local shop and had to interact with a local whose entire business didn’t revolve around serving people like her. It was a genuine surprise to her that a person - especially a white person! - would actually not understand English.

I later went down to the bakery to apologize as well as I could in German. Fortunately the woman found it very amusing that the American woman just kept talking louder and slower instead of trying to communicate in some other way, and wasn’t bothered at all. But from that day forward I understood something about my grandmother (and a whole hell of a lot of other Americans) that I could never unlearn. That she literally saw everywhere in the world that wasn’t America like some kind of giant fucking Disney World and everyone who didn’t speak English as some kind of bumbling savage. I was embarrassed to be seen with her, ashamed to be there with her. This is very much A Thing and it’s fucking awful.

[hooleydooleyfuckaroonie]

When I was young and traveling in the late 90s and to about 2007 I want to say? Every time we left the United states we were sat down and would go through some vocabulary that kids should know. Mainly thank yous, hellos and arbitrary pleasantries. I learned why this was so important the first time we went to France, we entered a port town after leaving England via boat. My Mother barely speaking French, it was nearing 9pm and we had missed the train because of a docking issue to get to our booked hotel. The ticket master of the ferry pointed us towards an old inn run by the sweetest woman I had ever met. She met us outside of it, waving us over and through my Mom’s poor French and the Innkeepers broken english the two worked so much out. And after signing us in before she went to prep the room herself. She brought each of my siblings a tea pot filled with some of the best hot chocolate I ever had. Because it was so chilly. The next morning she did the same. Every time I said Merci in french she’d just light up, she even help me learn a few extra things in the short time of breakfast. Apple, orange, tea cup. It’s one of my favourite memories as a kid and something I try to show to people who can’t speak English visiting America as I work retail. Because, expecting fluent English is rude. Appreciate people that can speak your language, no matter how small, because they’re doing their best.

[wadey-wilson]

[raygender]

[dirtcup]

[eldritchscholar]

So the other night during D&D, I had the sudden thoughts that:

1) Binary files are 1s and 0s

2) Knitting has knit stitches and purl stitches

You could represent binary data in knitting, as a pattern of knits and purls…

You can knit Doom.

However, after crunching some more numbers:

The compressed Doom installer binary is 2.93 MB. Assuming you are using sock weight yarn, with 7 stitches per inch, results in knitted doom being…

3322 square feet

Factoring it out…302 people, each knitting a relatively reasonable 11 square feet, could knit Doom.

[benegesserwitch]

Hi fun fact!!

The idea of a “binary code” was originally developed in the textile industry in pretty much this exact form. Remember punch cards? Probably not! They were a precursor to the floppy disc, and were used to store information in the same sort of binary code that we still use:

Here’s Mary Jackson (c.late 1950s) at a computer. If you look closely in the yellow box, you’ll see a stack of blank punch cards that she will use to store her calculations.

This is what a card might look like once punched. Note that the written numbers on the card are for human reference, and not understood by the computer. 

But what does it have to do with textiles? Almost exactly what OP suggested. Now even though machine knitting is old as balls, I feel that there are few people outside of the industry or craft communities who have ever seen a knitting machine. 

Here’s a flatbed knitting machine (as opposed to a round or tube machine), which honestly looks pretty damn similar to the ones that were first invented in the sixteenth century, and here’s a nice little diagram explaining how it works:

But what if you don’t just want a plain stocking stitch sweater? What if you want a multi-color design, or lace, or the like? You can quite easily add in another color and integrate it into your design, but for, say, a consistent intarsia (two-color repeating pattern), human error is too likely. Plus, it takes too long for a knitter in an industrial setting. This is where the binary comes in!

Here’s an intarsia swatch I made in my knitwear class last year. As you can see, the front of the swatch is the inverse of the back. When knitting this, I put a punch card in the reader,

and as you can see, the holes (or 0′s) told the machine not to knit the ground color (1′s) and the machine was set up in such a way that the second color would come through when the first color was told not to knit.

tl;dr the textiles industry is more important than people give it credit for, and I would suggest using a machine if you were going to try to knit almost 3 megabytes of information.

[darkersolstice]

@we-are-threadmage

[systlin]

Someone port Doom to a blanket

[rolypolywardrobe]

I really love tumblr for this 🙌

[isnerdy-deactivated20190101]

It goes beyond this.  Every computer out there has memory.  The kind of memory you might call RAM.  The earliest kind of memory was magnetic core memory.  It looked like this:

Wires going through magnets.  This is how all of the important early digital computers stored information temporarily.  Each magnetic core could store a single bit - a 0 or a 1.  Here’s a picture of a variation of this, called rope core memory, from one NASA’s Apollo guidance computers:

You may think this looks incredibly handmade, and that’s because it is.  But these are also extreme close-ups.  Here’s the scale of the individual cores:

The only people who had the skills necessary to thread all of these cores precisely enough were textile and garment workers.  Little old ladies would literally thread the wires by hand.

And thanks to them, we were able to land on the moon.  This is also why memory in early computers was so expensive.  It had to be hand-crafted, and took a lot of time.

[dollsahoy]

(little old ladies sewed the space suits, too)

[butts-for-days]

Fun fact: one nickname for it was LOL Memory, for “little old lady memory.”

[costumersupportdept]

I mean let’s also touch on the Jacquard Loom, if you want to get all Textiles In Sciencey. It was officially created in 1801 or 1804 depending on who you ask (although you can see it in proto-form as early as 1725) and used a literal chain of punch cards to tell the loom which warps to raise on hooks before passing the weft through. It replaced the “weaver yelling at Draw Boy” technique, in which the weaver would call to the kid manning the heddles “raise these and these, lower these!” and hope that he got it right. 

With a Jacquard loom instead of painstakingly picking up every little thread by hand to weave in a pattern, which is what folks used to do for brocades in Ye Olde Times, this basically automated that. Essentially all you have to do to weave here is advance the punch cards and throw the shuttle. SO EASY. 

ALSO, it’s not just “little old ladies sewed the first spacesuits,” it’s “the women from the Playtex Corp were the only ones who could sew within the tolerances needed.” Yes, THAT Playtex Corp, the one who makes bras. Bra-makers sent us to the moon. 

And the cool thing with them was that they did it all WITHOUT PINS, WITHOUT SEAM RIPPING and in ONE TRY. You couldn’t use pins or re-sew seams because the spacesuits had to be airtight, so any additional holes in them were NO GOOD. They were also sewing to some STUPID tight tolerances-in our costume shop if you’re within an eighth of an inch of being on the line, you’re usually good. The Playtex ladies were working on tolerances of 1/32nd of an inch. 1/32nd. AND IN 21 LAYERS OF FABRIC. 

The women who made the spacesuits were BADASSES. (and yes, I’ve tried to get Space-X to hire me more than once. They don’t seem interested these days)

[synebluetoo]

This is fascinating. I knew there was a correlation between binary and weaving but this just takes it to a whole nother level. 

[moiraecrochet]

I’m in Venice, Italy several times a year (lucky me!) and last year I went on a private tour of the Luigi Bevilacqua factory. Founded in 1875, they still use their original jacquard looms to hand make velvet. Here are the looms:

Here are the punch cards:

Some of these looms take up to 1600 spools. That is necessary to make their many different patterns.  Here are some patterns:

How many punchcards per pattern?

 This many:

Modern computing owes its very life to textiles - And to women. From antiquity weaving has been the domain of women. Sure, we remember Ada Lovelace and Hedy Lamarr, but while Joseph Marie Jacquard gets all the credit for his loom, the operators and designers were for the most part women.

[the-fibre-stuff]

I’ve seen this cross my dash a few times, but I’ve never watched the video before. Maybe I just didn’t pay attention when I was a kid, but I don’t remember ever seeing just how the Jacquard loom works. I just knew that the punch cards controlled which threads were raised. It’s cool to see the how, not just the what.

[swords-n-spindles]

Don’t hide this in the tags, @drylime :D

[iplaywithstring]

I am never not amused by the overlap of textiles and technology. Also the fact that a huge number of fiber arts people I know are either in tech or math themselves or their partner is (myself included - husband is a programmer).