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[lotusshim554]

Commission for @anivay,  first time to draw Fire Emblem

[acnhcustomdesigns]

Hi! I hope you can help, I found yesterday a sign pattern to put in front of the museum with a little Dino skull a little fish and butterfly on it, and some description near them. In the photo of the game the creator put the pattern on a simple panel near the museum. I thought I had reblogged it but apparently I didn't and I can't find it anywhere 😭 maybe you've seen it? Pls help 🥺

museum signs that can be used with the single panel found in private facebook group, creators unknown.

[programmerhumour]

Imagine how powerful our programs could be if we were still that conscious of memory allocation.

[ninenine-brooklyn]

[thefingerfuckingfemalefury]

RODRIGO NO

[woefully-undercaffeinated]

So I’m currently enslaved employed by a cable company, and I can offer a few pointers:

Find a copy of the customer agreement online. Read it. Have the “big cats in boxes” YouTube video on standby so that you can renew your will to live periodically while reading it.

Focus on the sections about cancellation

Examine any terms regarding early termination fees, notice required, proration of the time between cancellation and the end of the billing period, and equipment return policies.

Send a letter requesting cancellation to your carrier via certified mail. Include the date you wish for it to be cancelled. If you are not the account holder but have power of attorney, or the account holder has died and you are managing their estate, send copies of the relevant documentation with the letter. 

The day after, when it isn’t cancelled, call back. Ask for “retention” or “loyalty” and when asked why, state that you wish to cancel. 

They’ll ask you why you want to cancel. Say “I don’t want to discuss it, I just want to cancel my service.” (note: there are times when it pays to disclose your reasons; my company will waive all early termination fees and penalties if the account holder is being entering military deployment or a nursing home. Check their policies.)

They’ll offer something nice. Bundles, discounts, free channels, etc. Say “as nice as that sounds, and as much as I appreciate the offer, I just need to cancel my service.”

When they deflect again, ask how to return any leased equipment. They’ll launch into another spiel about that, thankful that you aren’t making them process the cancellation. Write down the process – they’ll either tell you to bring the equipment to a local office, or they’ll state that they are sending recovery kits. If it’s the latter, ask for the address that the recovery kits return to and write it down (you want to use the recovery kit if you get one, since it’s prepaid, but if they aren’t sent you’ll want to be able to return the equipment yourself.) 

After all of this has transpired, state “As I stated in the letter sent via certified mail on [date], I am ending our contractual relationship and terminating this subscription. Has my cancellation order been processed?”

If the cancellation order has not been processed, tell them to process it. Listen to their spiel. Ask for the date that it will be terminated.

Hang up, wait thirty minutes. Call back, ask if your account is pending cancellation or not. If not, ask to be transferred to retention and ask for a supervisor. Demand that your cancellation be processed and advise them that a complaint will be filed with the FCC if it is not. 

If more than an hour has been spent on the phone, file a complaint at FCC.gov. Forcing a customer to continue a service outside of the terms stipulated by the contract is illegal and the FCC hates it. 

[royalbelial]

When I die…

… plant catnip on my grave. I want to be visited by lots and lots of cats.

[noonymoon]

this changes everything

[princesstigerbelle]

And if there is an afterlife that means I get to see more cats!!!! Very good idea

[the-real-numbers-deactivated202]

Hell world

[pissvortex]

in 12th grade engineering class our army vet teacher made us sign up for the draft

[disordered]

I literally got a phone call from one of these scumbags when I was in HS and I politely told him I’m not interested and that I’d be going to college in the fall and he legit said, “Wow, I’d hate to be such a burden on my parents like that, if you join the army we’d help you pay for school.” And I was just like nahhhh my parents would prefer me in college and hung up

[zvaigzdelasas]

[mexicancat-girl]

There’s apparently a short one-shot manga called “I’m the Main Character of a Harem Manga, but I’m Gay So Every Day Is Hell for Me” that parodies the harem genre and tbh I’m gonna read it for the title alone.

The title feels like something I’d see in a text post online and I think that’s beautiful.

[mexicancat-girl]

THIS IS BARELY THE SECOND PAGE AND IM DYING

[punkasshunter]

Video game things I’m good at:

Knowing every obscure scrap of lore ever introduced

Being pretty bad at the actual game

[goblinmumbles]

You forgot one: having fun!

[punkasshunter]

I respect you

[ramirezbundydahmer]

When the Nazi concentration camps were liberated by the Allies, it was a time of great jubilation for the tens of thousands of people incarcerated in them. But an often forgotten fact of this time is that prisoners who happened to be wearing the pink triangle (the Nazis’ way of marking and identifying homosexuals) were forced to serve out the rest of their sentence. This was due to a part of German law simply known as “Paragraph 175” which criminalized homosexuality. The law wasn’t repealed until 1969.

[crypto-keynesian]

This should be required learning, internationally. 

[stripedsilverfeline]

You need to know this. You need to remember this. This is not something to swept under the carpet nor be forgotten. 

Never. Too many have died for the way they have loved. That needs stop now. 

Make it stop? 

[hollowoutmybody]

I did a report on this in my World History class my sophomore year of high school. It was incredibly unsettling.

[pearlclam]

My teacher shown the class this. Mostly everyone in the class felt uncomfortable. 

[sashadechagny]

I have reblogged this in the past, but it is so ironic that it comes across my dash right now. I a currently working as a docent at my city’s Holocaust Education Center (( I say currently because I’ve also done research and translation for them )) and out current exhibit is one on loan from the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum ((USHMM)). This is a little known historical fact that Paragraph 175 was not repealed after the war and those convicted under Nazi laws as a danger to society because they were gay were not released because they had be convicted in a court of law. There was no liberation or justice for them as they weren’t considered criminals, or even victims for that matter. They were criminals who remained persecuted and ostracized and kept on the fringes of society for decades after the war had been won. Paragraph175 wasn’t actually repealed until 1994. And it was only in May 2002, that the German parliament completed legislation to pardon all homosexuals convicted under Paragraph175 during the Nazi era. History has forgotten about these men and women — please educate yourselves so this does not happen again. Remember this history. Remember them.

[jehovahhthickness]

@mindlesshumor ok how the fuck did I miss this when I’ve studied The Holocaust like nobody’s business??? wtf

[thereadersmuse]

Because the history we have left regarding it is literally the contents of this first hand account.

It is a thin little book.

When I first opened it, I wondered why it was so thin.

Why there wasn’t other books like it.

Other first hand accounts.

By the time I finished it, I didn’t wonder anymore.

[jeaniefranklins]

Further reading:

I, Pierre Seel, Deported Homosexual: A Memoir of Nazi Terror by Pierre Seel

An Underground Life: Memoirs of a Gay Jew in Nazi Berlin by Gad Beck

The Pink Triangle: The Nazi War Against Homosexuals by Richard Plant

Branded By The Pink Triangle by Ken Setterington

Bent by Martin Sherman (fiction; however, it’s often credited with bringing attention to gay Holocaust victims for the first time since the war ended)

[gemfyre]

This is one of the memorial sculptures in Dachau.  It was erected in the early 60s and is missing the pink triangles.  Because in the early 60s, homosexuality was still a crime in most of the world. Our tour guide explained why the pink triangles have not been added later - if they were, then folks would assume that they had always been there.  This way people ask “why aren’t there pink triangles?” and somebody can explain why - because in some ways, the rest of the world was as bass-ackwards as Nazi Germany.

[freefalasteen]

Apparently, this wasnt taught in schools in the 70s-80s, cuz when I mentioned it to my mom, she had no idea that gays were held in concentration camps. She thought it was just jewish people.

[chaotic-carnifex]

Anyway if you’re from the US and you ever wanted to know what tumblr feels like from a non-USAmerican perspective (please note that the rest of the world is not a monolith either and none of these apply without exception):

Everybody’s talking about brands and stores you’ve never seen in real life. You generally assume they exist, but they might as well be one giant prank the rest of the internet is in on.

You find a post that just sounds wrong. It makes no sense. It’s like OP lives in a weird alternate reality. 9/10 times, it’s just some USAmerican Thing.

You’re still not entirely sure how much an inch is. Or a foot. Or even how many of the former there are in the latter. You maybe know your height in feet and inches.

You have no idea how much a pound is. You’d also like to know how the fuck pound shortens to lbs.

What the fuck is “military time”

Somebody talks about some legal process or something similar. They don’t mention which country’s legal system this pertains to. You know anyway.

People talk about politics. None of it pertains to you. Many posts contain guilt tripping. “How can you not care about this?? Why won’t you reblog this?? People need to know this about x candidate for y position!” You’re busy trying to stay on top of the political landscape in your own country.

You pick up some random slang from the internet. Monkey see monkey do. You’re called racist. You didn’t know it was AAVE. You learnt it from black letters on white background, not from the mouths of people whose faces you could see. How would you have known? You try to unlearn it.

People tell you that you must publicly denounce Chick-fil-A or you’re homophobic. You don’t even know what a Chick-fil-A is.

People say you don’t know LGBTQ+ history. What they mean is you don’t know USAmerican LGBTQ+ history. Nobody cares about your country’s history.

You’re “called out” on using an “offensive” term. It’s (a direct translation of) a completely harmless word where you live.

People expect you to have an idea of how far apart 2 USAmerican states are. You barely know geography past your country’s immediate neighbors.

You randomly switch between British and American spellings. Nothing’s real and there are no rules.

People talk about multiple hour car rides and you get twitchy just thinking about it. You suddenly understand why USAmerican cars are so big.

Somebody talks about school shooting drills. You only ever had fire alarm drills.

You see a cool statistic. The study’s only about the US. It’s unfortunately of no use to you.

People misuse/misspell words and names from your native language. It’s tiring.

(You feel sorry for the French. Nobody should be allowed to mangle the word déjà vu like that.)

You’re still not over the fact that USAmerican school children are supposed to say that pledge thing every morning. You’re never getting over that.

You still don’t know why the men are fresh or what the fuck a sophomore is.

Who the fuck pays up first and then fills up gas??? That’s made up, right??

Everybody has a weird obsession with some comfort food you’d never even heard of before you signed up here.

Fellow non-USAmericans, please add anything else you can think of.

[t51bpowerarmor]

[closet-keys]

[id: tweet by buffalocialism reading “if you have so many prisoners that you have to deny them the right to vote because they would significantly impact election results, the main substantive problem is that you live in a police state”]

[tactical-necromancy]

[m4ge-deactivated20210331]

i walk into starbucks and order a pumpkin spice latte with 13 shots of espresso. i tell the barista that i intend to transcend humanity and become a god. i ask for no whip cream

[90stvqueen]

you say this jokingly but i had a customer actually order a pumpkin spice latte with 9 shots of espresso (also no whip) and when i asked her to verify that she did indeed want 9 shots of espresso she looked me dead in the eyes and said “i have 5 kids”

[antidarkmattermaker]

I once had a woman come in and ordered an Americano with 19 shots of espresso. The drink took ages. It held up the line. I asked her why, and she shrugged and said “I just don’t care”. We still talk about that woman. We never saw her again.

[anais-ninja-bitch]

new cryptid: exhausted woman at starbucks

[katjohnadams]

Actual conversation I had at register: “Hi, welcome to [Starbucks]! What can I get you, today?”

“How much is it to fill a Venti with Espresso?”

“I- I’m sorry?”

“A venti cup. How much to fill it with Espresso?”

“Oh. uh. Well, it’d be I suppose… I only have a button for a Quad. I don’t have special pricing for twenty ounces of espresso in a single… drink.”

“Price is the furthest thing from my mind right now. How many ‘add shots’ is that?”

*deep breath of fear* “It’d be a quad with,” *clears throat* “uh, sixteen additional shots of espresso. But, ma’am, I should tell you that the shots will start to get really bitter if they have to sit and wait for us to pull twenty of them-”

“Taste means nothing to me.”

At this point I am truly fearing for my very existence in the presence of what must clearly be an eldritch being.

“Oh. Well, okay.” I put on my absolute best customer service smile to hide my terror and accept that I must face this dragon, fae, or demon with dignity. “We can certainly get that for you! The price will be _____.”

She begins to pay, I shit thee not, with golden dollar coins. We are a block from Wall Street, and this eldritch demi-being is paying for an unholy elixer with golden coins. My life will end soon, I am sure of it.

“Do you still have the ‘Add Energy’ packets?”

My heart began to race at this request. “Yes ma’am.”

“How many can I add?”

Futile though it is, at least I know the rote response to this. “For health reasons, we won’t add more than one per drink and we cannot sell the packets individually.”

“One then.”

I alter the order and tell her the new price. She pays, dumps the change and five golden dollars into the tip box. I write the order on the venti cup and pass it silently to the girl working the hot beverage station. Normally we called and pass, but this was … not something to be spoken aloud.

My fellow takes the cup, not thinking anything of the minor break with protocol, until she sees the order. She stares at me. “No.”

The woman, which I call her for no other greater insight into her terrifying being is within my grasp, simply stands on the other side and says, calmly but with a commanding tone I expect of Admirals in bad movies, “Yes.”

My fellow barista pales before her task. But we are dutiful, we are true to our task, great though it may be. She sets about clearing the two brand new Matrena’s of all distraction, and sets two tall cups in the ready position. The energy packet is emptied into the venti cup, and the shots begin pouring. 

The barista was damn near shaking. This woman’s gaze felt like the fires of the sun. Finally, the shots are pulled, the cup is filled, and the hand off takes place.

Our visiting Incomprehensible takes it to our milk bar and adds a dollop of cream. Satisfied, she proceeds to down what must have been half the damn cup.

Then she smiled at us, like a benediction and I was honestly filled with joy. And horror. She left, and we knew nothing more of her after that.

When I talk with other former employees, we quickly begin talking about “The Company” as if we’d never l, perhaps knowing that part of our soul still powers that awesome and terrible corporate machine. And when I share this stroy, other Baristas at first act shocked but quickly settle and comes the chorus, 

“Yeah, I had one like that.”

[agingwunderkind-deactivated2022]

I made a five shot Americano for someone back in my barista days, and I thought HE was insane, now I’m just agog. 

[jumpingjacktrash]

the venti espresso woman was definitely a dragon

[themoonsnatchedmywig]

i dont know WHY but expresso is the only good coffee, everything else is compost water

[doyouhearthunder]

@phantom-tastic weirdest customer story?

[phantom-tastic]

We used to have this absolutely massive russian man come in every once in a while and order a grande americano with 7 shots of espresso (reg has 3) and it physically pained me to make it every time.

Ive had my fair share of everything-but-the-kitchen-sink frappuccino orders. People would ask us to blend 2, even 3 bananas into their drink… someone asked me to blend a chocolate chunk cookie into theirs once? It wasn’t half bad.

But my favourite weird customer is The Garlic Man. The past couple of months this man has come into our store, absolutely REEKING of raw garlic. He has a salt and pepper beard and an Indiana Jones hat. Orders “An Apple Chai”. That’s not a drink, at least not in sbux Canada. He explains to me it’s a chai tea latte where you substitute the hot water for steamed apple juice.

We make it. He has a southern accent so I ask him if he’s visiting someone for the holidays. Under his breath and with his eyes darting both ways he says

“Yeah you could say Im gonna be here for a while…”

Sits down at the long table in the cafe, where people are working on their laptops. He discreetly proceeds to pull out, from his bag, a chopping board. And some garlic. And a knife. He dices up his own garlic in the cafe and then eats it. We look on in horror.

He comes back and does this 2 or 3 more times before we never see him again.

[doyouhearthunder]

Yeah, that guy was definitely a vampire hunter.

[feministism]

[thefingerfuckingfemalefury]

Apple: Literally design their phones to become an expensive toxic brick within a few years

Gas Companies: Actively work to prevent anything being done to develop, promote or in any way make green energy sources widely known of available or affordable to anyone because slowly murdering the planet makes them millions of dollars

Big Companies: Literally dump toxic crap where it will cause serious harm to the earth and the species on it

Governments: Clearly what we need to do to save the earth is make people pay money to use carrier bags so they can actually carry their shopping home

AND BAN DRINKING STRAWS

[teathattast]

This, my friends, is called Individualization of Responsibility, aka holding the citizens accountable for the destruction caused by corporations :/

[catchymemes]

[mcapriglioneart]

how to draw arms ? ? 

[swagginsloths]

holy fuck

[shoutsofthunder]

holy fuck is right… but… does it work with legs???

[mcapriglioneart]

yes !!

[empresspinto]

but how much extend

[thunar]

^^^^^^^^^^

[kvothe-kingkiller]

[gabbyzvolt25]

I NEARLY CHOKED

[lifeofcynch]

ENJFDFNFATFVFDF

[deactivated-blog]

finally. i can be accurate

[shiny-charming]

This is too fucking great to not reblog

[wishem]

I give it MASCLES

BIG MACHO

[keithislactoseintolerant-deacti]

🤣🤣

[urhella-gaychloe]

LMAOOOOOO

[fernacular]

Okay but for anyone who legit wants to know how to calculate it correctly:

The elbow joint on average rests a couple inches higher than the navel, so if you measure how long the distance is from the middle of the shoulder to that point then you have the length of the upper and fore arms!

[fernacular]

So if anyone’s wondering about legs too, the simplest rule of thumb is that the length from the top of the leg to the knee is equal to the distance between the top of the leg and the bottom of the pectorals:

And I wanna stress that when i say “top of the leg” i’m not talking about the crotch (please don’t flag me tumblr it’s an anatomical term) i’m talking about the point where the femur connects to the pelvis, which is higher up on the hips:

It’s easier to see what I’m talking about in this photo of a man squatting: 

So yeah if you use that measurement when using this technique you should get fairly realistically proportioned legs:

But remember! messing with proportions is an important and fun part of character design! Know the rules first so you can then break them however you please!

[im-a-hyperion-vault-hunter-deac]

HOW THE HELL DID I FIND THIS POST OMG

[erasaure]

[mysharona1987]

[fuzzarchive]

Not to romanticize Homestuck but reading the comic while it was ongoing and still updating was truly an experience unlike any other.

There was no update schedule whatsoever, and when the comic was going to update was anybody’s guess. Sometimes the comic would update, and then not update again for a couple of weeks or so. Other times, the comic would update, and then update again only a couple hours later while everyone still hasn’t gotten over the previous update yet. The comic could update at noon or early in the evening, but it could also update at 3:00 AM. An update could happen or not happen at any possible time.

Due to Homestuck’s insane update timing, there were people who would just have the website open all the time and keep refreshing over and over, and there were people who would log onto their social media with no idea that an update had occurred and they would get spoiled immediately. To fix these problems, someone created a program that people could download called MSPA Notify. The program would constantly be checking the website every minute or so to see if new pages had been added, and if there happened to be any new pages a sound effect would play and you would see a notification on the bottom right of your computer screen, showing an image of a different Homestuck character each time.

There is nothing that will ever be able to replicate that raw, visceral feeling that I had when I would come home from school to see Vriska and the word “upd8″ sitting there in the corner of my desktop. Or when I’d be watching some random youtube videos or drawing something or whatever and I would see that pop-up and drop everything that I was doing. Or when I was working on an important essay or school project and the worst homework distraction to ever exist shows up. Not just the idea of there being an update, but the noise itself that the notifier made was enough to make my heart skip a beat. And when I clicked the notification to bring me to the website, I knew it could be anything: My favorite character could show up, a character could die, a ship could become canon, there could be a new flash, or it could just be an absurd joke with some sbahj imagery. Or, it could be a combination of those things.

Then when you went to Tumblr or Twitter after reading the update, you would be greeted with all this speculation and analysis people would post, people’s hysterical reactions to the events that just happened in the comic, and even fanart of the update which you have no idea how people could have drawn that fast.

These days, anyone can check out Homestuck on the new website if they’re interested, but it’s not quite the same. Sure, they will be getting to know all the same lovable characters that we did and get to the same shocking events and plot twists, but they will be missing part of what once was the Homestuck experience. I loved Homestuck and I loved its characters, but by far the thing that I enjoyed the most about Homestuck was having it blow up in my face again and again, and all of the friends that I had made along this wild ride. If you weren’t there for it, you will never get to experience it, and that saddens me. Now that the epilogues are coming out though, I hope that everyone who came to Homestuck after it ended gets a little taste of what that was once like.

Also, there was a time near the end when Homestuck actually did have an update schedule. It would update at midnight on weekdays. I hated predictable updates, and I wanted all of the chaos back because I liked the element of surprise. The team that’s behind the epilogue on twitter is apparently saying that they will not be telling everyone when exactly the updates are going to occur, as if to keep it a surprise, and there are some people who are complaining about that, so I’d just like to say this: People complaining about the random updates shut the fuck up and just let us have this challenge.