Process of Dawn
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Process of Dawn
Glory to the Alliance! Art by Eric Braddock (Via)
(gnarlyavelli)
I donât really know what people generally call this method of sigil making, so Iâm just calling it âLetter Shapingâ because youâre using the basic shapes from certain letters. This is the most common form of sigil making, and it allows the most creative influence. As you see above the sigils are for nearly the same thing, yet the sigils came out completely different. Not because the purpose was different, but because I approached them both a different creative way, and thatâs what I like so much about this method. Thereâs a lot of freedom and personalization involved.
(UPDATE: Hereâs a link to a guide on how to deconstruct letters down to basic shapes)
@egyptian-pearl-witch
I am going to break you into four pieces like a fucking kit kat
I missed drawing this little marshmallow
ok but what if like. werewolves transform under the full moon but theres just this one and by day hes a big tough guy and then when he transforms hes a tiny dog. just fucking. just fucking turns into the tiniest, fluffiest dog
imagine that howling at the moon
Truly a ferocious predator.
And lastly: (Heâs the pack leader obviously)
the big wolves are his younger sisters
Okay Iâve literally reblogged this prob a hundred times but itâs the best post ever so here we are again.
Omg.. I love it
@scotthowlsmailbox âŠIs this what happens, Scott?
lil matt damon SNAPPED
He looks exactly like Matt Damon
the finger points đđ
Him and this gif have the same energy
He dragged him for not listening lmao
Gotta Complete âEm All - Dark Legacy Comics #644 (Via)
(keydar)
Reblogged for the grind.
Boom. Roasted.
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Young Jyn Ersoâs toys according to Rogue One Ultimate Visual Guide
Next time a blocked number calls you answer like this: âJimâs whore house. You got the dough, we got the hoe.â
Why does this not have any notes?
lol no âNashville sperm bank, you squeeze it we freeze it. how may I help you?â
âHendersonâs Morgue, you stab em, we slab em, this is Eight Ball speaking.â
âTexas crematorium you kill âem we grill âem how can I direct your call?â
Pro tip: Donât do this if you recently applied for a new job.
bolded. just in case.
i feel like that pro tip is told from experience
Iâve been waiting to see this post in person for my whole life
It begins again⊠(Via)
(Kk_DotA)
bruh
everything about this⊠this statue, the choppy waves, the cliffs behind her, the echo, the drummingâŠ.. aesthetic
Lyrics in Faroese:
TrĂžllabundin eri eg eri eg Galdramaður festi meg festi meg TrĂžllabundin djĂșpt Ă mĂni sĂĄl Ă mĂni sĂĄl Ă hjartanum logar brennandi bĂĄl brennandi bĂĄl
TrĂžllabundin eri eg eri eg Galdramaður festi meg festi meg TrĂžllabundin inn Ă hjartarĂłt Ă hjartarĂłt Eyga mĂtt festist har ið galdramaður stóð
English translation:
Spellbound am I, am I The wizard has enchanted me, enchanted me Spellbound deep in my soul, in my soul In my heart burns a smouldering fire, smouldering fire
Spellbound am I, am I The wizard has enchanted me, enchanted me Spellbound in my heartâs root, my heartâs root
Did anyone else just get the shivers? Cuz Iâm definitely getting the shivers.
Btdubs, the singer is EivĂžr PĂĄlsdĂłttir.
Hardcore goosebumps all the way to my legs. Sirens are real.
Not to critique evolution, but I would think orange and black stripes wouldnât be as good for camouflage in a forest as, say, green and black would.
It turns out a lot of animals canât see the difference between orange and green! Elephants, for instance, have dichromatic vision (two types of cones, rather than three like most humans.)Â
Check out this diagram from ResearchGate. It deals with the color vision of horses, who are also generally dichromatic. (I think, though Iâm not sure, that zebras would have the same color vision as horses.) See how orange and green look to them?
Not to critique evolution but I think prey animals should be better at telling when their predator is dressed like a traffic cone.
It doesnât matter what zebras see, because tigers are not native to Africa and do not naturally hunt zebra.  Tigers are Asian and mostly hunt animals like deer, elk, and buffalo. These arenât animals with great color vision. They donât need to have it because they donât eat fruit and so donât need to know when the berry is ripe vs when itâs not. Good color vision is too expensive to have if you donât need it. Deer put their vision stats in a wide field of vision that is sensitive to motion, low light capabilities, and possibly seeing UV light. They donât have great color and lack a lot of acuity, but have a great sense of smell and good hearing. Thatâs way more useful if youâre prey. Deer see well in the blue end of the color spectrum and less well in the red. This makes sense because deer are most active in the dawn and dusk periods, when there is more blue in the light. Tigers are taking advantage of deer eyesight by being orange.
We see tigers are being obviously colored because tigers are fruit colored to our tree ape brains.
I donât know what the best part of this is: implying that deer chose their attributes on a character sheet, or the fact that we get to see tiger colors because they look like a snack.
Ok but like, I think you underestimate just how well they blend in when actually in the environment. Like, just using tigers as an example.
or how about a leopard?
Itâs called âdisruptive colourationâ because the markings help to break up the animalâs outline against the grasses or rocks. And the rosettes on leopards and jaguars? Sun spots shining through the trees and leaves on the ground.
And this is how hard it is to spot them WITH colour vision. Now imagine the above images but with the limited coloured mentioned above?
Iâm sorry but there is not an animal in that first leopard picture
Are you, sure about that?
âTigers are fruit coloredâ is my new favorite phrase.
ITâS BACK
I ALMOST CRASHED ON THE FREEWAY BECAUSE I REMEMBERED THIS AND WAS LAUGHING SO HARD
EVERYONE NEEDS toWatCH THIS IM cRYIGN
OH MY GOD WHAT IS LIFE.
I was laughing so hard I was crying not kidding rn
This appeared again and I didnât even need to watch it to start laughing
Why is this so funny
i know every single word to this video up by heart
this makes me so happy
The Decatur Dictator, Oberlin, Kansas, April 13, 1931
Eloquent Goose yaâll
baby: *incomprehensible babbling*
me: WHAT!? really??? no way :0
This is actually really good for babiesâ brain development. Youâre laying the groundwork for conversation, teaching them through example that people take turns talking and listening.
Did you know that babies from affluent families hear an average of thirty MILLION more words before age 5 than babies in families below the poverty line? For context, Les Miserables is about 650,000 words and it looks like this:
So itâs like reading this book 46 times.* And thatâs not the total number of spoken words, thatâs the GAP between affluent and poor babies. And these are the years in which the brain undergoes the most development. Itâs mind-boggling.
So what Iâm saying is: keep doing the thing. Do it to all babies, all the time. Narrate your day. Ask them for opinions. (âShould we buy the large bag of potatoes or the small bag?â âGaabooglagje.â âYes, just as I thought.â) Point out colors and shapes and letters. Let them scribble outside the lines and treat their babble like talk. Sing them nursery rhymes and Raffi songs and songs from the radio. All of these things are going to build their brains to prepare them for kindergarten and beyond.
*Please do not read Les Mis 46 times to an infant. They donât even care about the Parisian sewer system.
That last part though
Honestly something that bothers me more than most things is having my compassion mistaken for naivety.
I know that another fish might eat this bullfrog right after I spend months rehabilitating it.
I know that turning a beetle back onto its legs wonât save it from falling over again when I walk away.
I know that there is no cosmic reward waiting for my soul based on how many worms I pick off a hot sidewalk to put into the mud, or how many times Iâve helped a a raccoon climb out of a too-deep trashcan.Â
I know things suffer, and things struggle, and things die uselessly all day long. Iâm young and idealistic, but Iâm not literally a child. I would never judge another person for walking by an injured bird, for ignoring a worm, or for not really caring about the fate of a frog in a pond full of, yâknow, plenty of other frogs.
There is nothing wrong with that.
But I cannot cannot cannot look at something struggling and ignore it if I may have the power to help.
There is so much bad stuff in this world so far beyond my control, that I take comfort in the smallest, most thankless tasks. Itâs a relief to say âI can help you in this moment,â even though they donât understand.
I donât need a devilâs advocate to tell me another fish probably ate that frog when I let it go, or that the raccoon probably ended up trapped in another dumpster the next night.
I know!!!! I know!!!!!!! But today I had the power to help! So I did! And it made me happy!
So just leave me alone alright thank u!!!!
THIS.
I heard a story about this, a parable I guess.
There was a big storm and a ton of starfish were washed onto the beach, stranded much further up than they could get back and beginning to bake in the post-storm sunshine. A little girl was walking down the beach, picking up starfish and throwing them back into the sea. Some guy comes up and asks her what sheâs doing. âSaving the starfish,â she says.
He looks around at the huge beach and the hundreds of starfish, and says âYou canât possibly save them all. Iâm afraid youâre not gonna make much of a difference.â
She throws another starfish back into the ocean, and replies âIt made a difference to that one.â
Yeah, I mean, we know we canât change all the things. But have you ever noticed how much better life is when youâre around people who change things when they can?
Kindness is a choice. Even if itâs small, itâs worth it.
This is what Iâm talking about, when I say that kindness and compassion do not equate with ignorance, stupidity, or naivety. Being cynical does not make someone more intelligent or more worldly.Â
Kindness is not weakness.
Kindness is brave. Especially when you also know that your kindness might not be returned, may even be met with anger or cruelty. Itâs reaching out with an open hand, knowing that itâs just as likely to be bitten as it is to be held.Â
Kindness is hard. If you canât find it in yourself to be kind, then fine. But donât make it more difficult for those that can.
Reminds me so much of mini-prinz and his tales of picking up snails off the sidewalk đ
Just because you canât save them all doesnât mean you shouldnât do what you can