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31, she/her Hay my name is Gwen I like games, mountain climbing, Larping and iv started playing with chainmail. am growing and working on me so I might get awkward, am learning. Queer / trans fractured dyke as well as a wild n'd wondering witch. Suffering with CFS, so I will reply when i can. messages open kinda bad at everything 😊

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[aluhnim]

The Things We Carve

A broomsquire attempts to whittle something for himself and struggles until his pen-turning friend visits his workshop.

This is also available on Ko-Fi as a PDF! It is FREE / Pay-What-You-Want. https://ko-fi.com/s/9f40f6db2e

[lilaeleaf]

Some more suffering goblins! They really need some rest ;;

[godbirdart]

「 how much longer will you allow yourself to burn 」

[funnytwittertweets]

[thenightgaunt]

I ran an Aliens rpg years back. But the players didn't KNOW it was an Aliens game until halfway through the first session.

They thought it was a sci-fi game but they also thought the monsters were going to be zombies.

Over a period of 2 hours they then proceeded to make EVERY Aliens movie cliche "mistake" known to man. Because at the time they all made sense.

The characters in a story don't know they're in a story or what kind of story it is.

They might think their in a romcom instead of a slasher movie. And if you're not in a slasher movie, why the fuck would you search through every closet in your house just because a cup mysteriously fell off a table in the dining room?

[fishtrouts]

Happy Halloween to all the little wyrmlings!! I’m in university now so there’s been a loooong wait for the next comic, but here it is!

Patreon | Redbubble | Webtoon

[pocketss]

strange bog girl makes a friend

[bbybluemochi]

[OC] a witch and the lovecraftian monster she summoned by accident 🔮🐙♡ (witch OC belongs to @ greenmoonie on twitter! and the eldritch moster girl is my new baby)

[ladykeyleth]

Wow, Sam's been rolling insight a lot this episode!

Bonus:

[bjeetle814]

I forgot how good this show is

[nest-deactivated20181209]

i just had the weirdest moment, i was feeling my front teeth with my tongue because they’re the tiniest bit crooked, and then i had the thought “i’ll check if they’re also crooked in my other mouth” and then i realized to my shock and confusion that i have only one mouth, leading me to believe that in a past life i was a terrible monster with two mouths

[lostalive]

A few months ago, I thought to myself “Mmm I’m so tired… how much longer in this one again?” and I knew instinctively what I meant by ‘this one’ was this body and this life. I then spend a few wide-eyed moments having an identity/existential crisis like how many times have I been on this earth to have such an instinctive response to being bone-weary to my soul? No one can really answer, especially not me.

[johannesviii]

In July 2017, one night I woke up around 2 a.m and blurted out in a quasi professorial voice “the Equinox Bird has infinite beaks, all in the wrong direction, and infinite eyes” and I don’t know what the fuck I was dreaming about but it still haunts me. It seemed like a very important information for a few seconds.

[antique-scarecrow]

i really appreciate the last commenter giving us an exact date and time like that information needs to be preserved

[siwrenn]

One time I passed out on the couch after going a few days without sleep, and when I woke up mom said I had been speaking in German in my sleep, and it sounded like I was ordering people to build something

[squided]

When I was like 5 my mom took me to the grave of her friend that died of cancer and I asked what happened and my mom explained that she died and i fucking said “I died once” and my mom asked me to explain and I went into pretty detailed explanation about how I died in a war because “I got stabbed by a gun with a knife at the end” (my exact words) and I met god and she (she’s a woman obvs) asked if I wanted to stay or go back to earth and I said I wanted to go back so I chose my mom cause she was struggling to have a baby (she had me through IVF) and lemme tell you that changed her like nothing will make you second guess your religious beliefs like a five year old explaining heaven and god to you

[kortzite]

[conk-creet]

this post is a fucking ride and it reminded me of something i forgot

one time i was playing on my wii (like 5-ish years ago) and i thought to myself “i haven’t checked on rowan in a week, has he died from the plague? :(“ and i didn’t think anything of it for a bit until later when i had a “what the fuck” moment

[actualcandyforducks]

I love this kind of shit because it happens to me all the goddamn time. Like:

-The other night I rolled over in the middle of the night to shake my partner awake, proceeded to tell him how I was glad that ‘this time round we would truly have the freedom to love each other properly’ and how his hands belonged to his last self, but his eyes had never changed in all the lives I’d known him. And he just laid there in the dark like wtf because I was asleep. Like I’d woken him to tell him that all in my sleep and then left him to have a crisis.

- Watching the history channel with my Pop on the couch, tender age of 7, and they’re talking about crucifixion. And my pop, ever the funny man, is like “that looks like it aughta hurt”. And I just turn to look at him and without hesitation reply “only at first”. And he’s like “what do you mean” and tiny me just shrugged and said “well there’s a place beyond the hurt where everything just stops” and he turned the telly off and left the room.

- night before Christmas 2012, dreamt I’d been stabbed in the lungs by an angel with the face of a falcon. He looked at me and told me he had to do it, so that ‘my next breath would come as a rebirth’. When he started to glow so brightly that it burned my eyes, I woke up to all the lights in my house on and a dark bruise beneath my rib cage. Will admit, that one freaked me out.

- walked past a graveyard with a friend back in middle school on the way to her house, and mid conversation I stopped talking and stood stock still, looked over at the walls,and quietly said “I have a friend in there”. Then picked up the conversation and continued strolling like nothing had happened. To be fair, I didn’t realise what I’d said. She still tells me I’m the reason she can’t walk past that graveyard anymore.

- a couple of years ago when I was in Wales I walked past an old stone house just outside of Aberystwyth, and just started to weep. I had the overwhelming thought that I needed to be in there to get dinner ready for the children, but in a different life so long ago and so impossible to reach, that thefeeling of loss was instant and overwhelming.

- was about to use a pedestrian crossing, when my whole body just sort of went hey don’t do that, and so I stopped and put my arm out to stop the woman who was crossing behind me, and 2 seconds later a car came skidding around the corner and crashed into the tree on the other side of the crossing, and I just whispered “ha, not this time” and didn’t really think about it until later when I realised I’d nearly died again. (Btw i waited for th ambulance to show up and the dude driving the car was fine, just hit his head and was drunk af at 10:30am on a Thursday).

- another dream I had just this week, I was sitting in an otherwise empty cinema with a tall, thin man. I can’t really recall what he looked like, except he was well dressed, impossibly pale, and he kind of blurred when you looked directly at him, so I mainly watched him out the corner of my eye and looked ahead at the blank movie screen. He was holding my hand, and he asked me if i enjoyed my life. I said yes and explained why. He then said, almost verbatim, “And how does this one weigh against the last? Can it tip the scales, or is it, at last, to be found lacking?” And I replied, almost verbatim “I weigh my lives against my joy, and each life I find there is more joy to be discovered.” He replied with a laugh, lifted my hand to a kiss and said “till next time then” and disappeared. I woke up in the dark with both my cats sitting on me, alert, and staring out my bedroom door.

So many more, but these are the first that come to mind.

[elidyce]

When I was little, my mother, my sister and I would dream in unison so often that one time when my mother was having a rather dull dream about golf my tiny 3 year old self shook her awake and told her to stop because it was boring. She dreaded having nightmares because both of us would wake up shrieking. 

My sister and I have also been known to argue in our sleep. Witnesses assure us that whatever made the shouting start, we both knew what it was and were mad about it. We don’t need to be in the same room for this.

We also stayed in a haunted house for a while. An old lady had fallen in the chilly hallway just outside the warm kitchen, broken her hip, and couldn’t reach high enough to open the door, so she died of hypothermia a foot away from a telephone and warmth. Without fail, every person who stood in that spot and tried to open that door - the single most used door in the house, being between the kitchen and the bathroom and front door - felt cold and found themselves scrabbling frantically at the door handle, which was always strangely hard to open from that side. You got used to it to an extent, but it always hit strangers hard. 

[krystal-prisms]

Shit dude yall are cursed

[the-fox-jawed-cryptid]

I love this thread

[the-half-elf-disaster]

I’ve had several experiences like this and if you ask my family, it’s because we were cursed by a witch several generations back. But! Highlights include:

My great grandmother died when I was very young (like four years old). I told my parents that she had come to say goodbye to me before leaving. I knew she was dead before they did.

Sharing dreams was mentioned and while I’ve never had the same dream at the same time as someone else, I have regularly had dreams about a woman named Faith. For years, I didn’t tell anyone about her bc tbh she kind of creeps me out and is soothing in equal parts. Come to find out, my dad also has dreams with Faith in them and his dreams involving her deal a lot with death, like mine do.

Every house I’ve lived in since I was a child has been haunted, but they haven’t all started out that way. My grandmother thinks it is the family that is haunted, not the places. (There’s that family curse coming back in to play.)

I’ve had a reoccurring nightmare since childhood involving running through a city with cobblestone streets as a child along with several others. By the end of the nightmare, me and all the children have died. The first time I had this nightmare, I woke up crying and saying that everyone had died again and I still couldn’t stop it.

When I was little, I had an imaginary friend I called “Woo Woo”. He was very tall, had no hair, and typically dressed in red. I never thought anything about this after getting older until I was babysitting my little cousin (who was five or six at them time) and she told me that Woo Woo had told her to tell me he said hello and was sorry he couldn’t visit like he used to. I had never told her about Woo Woo.

[nycstark]

my family also has a bunch of these stories

I predicted 9/11 when I was 3 because I had a recurring nightmare two nights in a row in the days before the attack and wouldnt stop trying to warn my family about it

also when I was 3 my mom woke up in the middle of the night to me talking in my sleep in her bed saying goodbye to my dad who had passed away earlier that day

I insisted I was my mom’s grandmother for a long time as a child, saying that I was both her daughter and her grandmother

my mom’s first husband woke up from a dead sleep from a nightmare and woke her up and asked about her sister bc he had a bad feeling. 2 minutes later the phone rings and it’s a police officer notifying my mom of the sudden death of her sister in a car crash that evening

my mom lost her family pearls when I was about 10 so naturally she accused me or my friends of stealing them, but I insisted that none of us would have. she called her friend who was a psychic who sometimes consulted with the police in the area and her friend was like “I see your pearls in some dark powder under cloth, like towels” and my mom was like “well that’s not much help.” 3 months later my dad finds them outside in the garage under some rags, coated in some black cleaning powder that had gotten knocked over. no one knows how they got there.

[wizardnuke]

up until I was about 12 I had a regularly recurring dream that I was running in a wetland during sunrise with a group of people. it was always very blurry and more of a feeling than actually seeing it but the person to my right had red fabric on their sleeve and was carrying what might have been a musket. I still have that dream but it only happens once or twice a year, if that

I’ve had a bunch of dreams involving being with people I know but can never remember when I wake up/running both to and from things in a city/being very very angry and feeling lost and they all feel connected but they’ve gotten less common

when I was little I lived at chesapeake bay in norfolk, virginia which, fun fact, is surrounded by wetlands, and once when we were at the beach I apparently looked out at the bay and then at my mom and said, dead serious, “they’re gonna come help us”. my mom asked what I meant. I didn’t answer bc I wanted to play in the sand

that area is basically one big american revolutionary war site, just for the record, and the french came in to help the colonists

we occasionally still go over to that area, mainly because of the amusement parks/school trips, and every time we leave I have this godawful ripping sense of loss, like there’s still something there for me and I’m leaving it behind

[couldnt-think-of-a-funny-name]

- when my one cousin was little he was filling out a worksheet or something that asked ‘what is your earliest memory?’ and he said he remembered being on a boat with Jesus looking at a family on the beach, described his father’s 12 year old self perfectly, and described a sand sculpture our grandfather had made in great detail (he was an artist, but died waaay before this cousin was born and like half the family pictures are missing so there’s really no way he could’ve known about one specific art piece out of thousands, and get the dates right), and he apparently told Jesus that was the family he wanted to be born into, which like….🥺

- when I was little I saw a dog and said something like ‘that look’s like taffy!’ (my mother’s childhood dog) and she asked me how I knew that and I said ‘I saw her with grandpa in your tummy, duh!’ and she asked me what her father looked like and I said ‘I don’t know, he was blocking the light’ (he died when she was pregnant). she told her mother about it and they pressed me for more details, and I ended up describing what I remembered him wearing- which turned out to be the outfit he was buried in, that was bought specifically for the burial so I couldn’t have seen in pictures. my grandmom fully left when she heard that and wouldn’t babysit me for a couple days lol

- I once had a very vivid, very long nightmare where I was trapped in this…museum, or mansion, with a team of people, and we were being hunted down by a lion. this itself would’ve been bad enough, but in the dream I also had a young (5-7?) daughter named Ingrid, and I spent the entire dream absolutely terrified of something happening to her. I woke up, very suddenly, before the dream concluded, and I was hit with this indescribable feeling of loss because I had no idea where Ingrid was or if she was alright. It took me like half an hour to even realize she wasn’t real and I was in my house. Even after I realized that I still couldn’t calm down because she felt real and I had to find out what happened to her. I spent the whole morning crying and was depressed for weeks. sometimes I still wake up groggy thinking ‘where’s my daughter!!’ and uh! it’s really stressful!

- I also have a tendency to get hurt in dreams?? It’s not as bad as when I was a teenager- back then, I used to have recurring dreams where I’d get attacked by a tiger, and I’d wake up feeling excruciating pain wherever the tiger had got me. Like, he bit my leg? And I’d wake up fully taken over by leg pain, sometime it would take 15 minutes to half an hour to go away. I one time had a dream where I got shot in the neck and felt myself slowly drowning in blood until I woke up. If I get hit for whatever reason in a dream I usually feel it. Actually, I’ve had a shoulder injury for a few months now (it’s literally just Not Healing rip) but I literally got it in a dream. I don’t remember how it happened but I did something in the dream that really fucked up my shoulder and when I woke up it still hurt so much I couldn’t move it…and I wasn’t even laying on that side! there was no sign that I had been moving too much in my sleep, and I actually woke up because the pain was increasing when…there was nothing physically there hurting it. idk man

- my mom weirdly prophesizes pregnancies in the family. she’ll have a dream that a relative gives birth to ‘twin babies born without brains’ and then, within weeks that same relative is announcing they’re pregnant (luckily, all of them have been single babies with brains included lmao)

- I had an imaginary friend when I was little that was Probably a ghost, but she was just a nice old lady so everyone was pretty chill about it. A couple month’s ago we were talking about her for some reason, and my mother mentioned something about her husband and I was like…what? And she was like ‘You told us Harriet had a really mean husband, he’d stay in the back and glare at you while mouthing the word ‘die’ over and over but no sound ever came out of his mouth’ and I’m like??? HELLO???? I have absolutely no memory of this. I could describe the woman to a police sketch artist in perfect detail but I can’t remember a single thing about this man threatening me like…I’ve been freaked out ever since my mom brought it up

- One time I woke up and was just…absolutely certain I was forgetting something. Like, a lot of somethings. I knew logically I had gone to bed and woken up the next day, but it felt like….I was missing so much time in between that? I was so distraught over the feeling I had to cancel my plans for that day. I think I literally texted one of my friends ‘I think I got Donna Noble-d??” it was just so…overwhelmingly weird

- Also…my very earliest memory is almost exactly like that. It was my 4th birthday and I just…blinked. And came into existence. I know obviously I existed before then but that was what it felt like. I was just suddenly this conscious little being sitting in a living room. I didn’t know my name, I didn’t know where I was, I didn’t know anything that was going on. My mother, after calling my name a few times (I didn’t respond because I didn’t know I was Molly) came in to see if I wanted breakfast and I remember after a few moments straight up asking her “do I call you mommy?” and she thought it was funny. I remember my father getting me to go upstairs to get dressed because it was a big day and I didn’t know why, he had to explain it was my birthday and we couldn’t be late for the party. At the party I had to be introduced to everyone, all my relatives and friends, and my parents thought I was just being shy but like…I fully did not know what was going on. When I was a kid it was almost like…a traumatic memory for me, everyone would always recount their first memories as something normal or fun and I’d be having a low grade panic attack whenever I thought about it because it just felt so wrong. Like I was missing something? I’ve calmed down about it now, like I still think it was bizarre but I’m not gonna start crying or anything, but like…what the fuck, you know?

that’s all I got for right now but like…I have a love/hate relationship with these weird little events 

[color-les]

The final episode of Mage & Demon Queen can now be read for free on WEBTOON! An afterword episode answering some of the frequently asked questions was also released. Thank you for accompanying me on this journey!

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Mage & Demon Queen

Adventurers seek to take the demon queen’s head, but a love-struck young female mage wishes to take her hand. Join us won’t you, for this ba

[libraford]

Me: oh yeah, if you think school photography is hard now, try imagining doing this with film.

The new girl: what’s film?

Me: … film. Like… film that goes in a film camera.

New girl: what’s that mean?

Me: … before cameras were digital.

New girl: how did you do it before digital?

Me:… with film? I haven’t had enough coffee for this conversation

[libraford]

New girl: I need you to show me how to format the usb.

Me: format?

New girl: yeah what do I do?

Me: you… put the usb in. Then you make a new folder on it and rename it with (name, date, location)

New girl: but how do I do that?

Me: … they dont… teach you this anymore, do they?

[traegorn]

The lack of computer skills is becoming a problem. Like there was a period of time where the older workers in office jobs had to be brought up to speed on computers, but now a lot of the newer workers have the issue too.

There’s a lot of assumed technical literacy because we had a whole generation brought up on desktop computers, but now it’s one that was brought up on phones, tablets, and chromebooks. Phones are easier to use, but that means the users have never had to work around the daily problems presented by most desktop environments.

But our systems are still set up assuming the kids are “digital natives” who just already know this stuff. So no one teaches them. So a new employee walks into the office… and they just don’t.

[particularj]

30-something here. And this is frightening for a few reasons.

Much of the back-end architecture will soon be more difficult to maintain, as those with the expertise retire or when the one guy volunteering to update a niche corner of some minute software function that holds up ¼ of the computer world dies.

While products are made to be “easier to use” now, which has made them more accessible, they aren’t made to last, contributing to tech pollution / e-waste. Many consumers don’t know how to upgrade or repair their own tech…if they are upgradeable.

Which brings me to my next point.

I bought a new low end laptop recently. Not chrome book, but actual Windows PC laptop. I haven’t had a personal computer for a while and with a lot of expectation to “return to the office” because COVID’s over, right? *heavy eye roll*, I wanted something cheap and portable. I found a deal because a lot of low end laptops are being discounted because school children aren’t remote now. I was actually looking for refurbished but found what I wanted cheaper new, sadly.

Finding one that I knew would run the software I needed or that wouldn’t be bogged down just with Windows? A challenge. You’ve got to know what RAM, HDD vs eMMC vs SSD, cores, age of processors, and all those specs mean.

Finding one that wasn’t Windows in “S mode,” a bullshit mode that locks you into the Windows app / store for ALL software (where they take a cut of each purchase)? Even more challenging.

When I booted it up…I imagine most people just click yes through things because why not, just want to get right to it, right?

The amount of privileges I had to decline because of targeted data collection, for ad preferences and other nefarious reasons; the number of easy-to-miss “no thanks” options to decline enrollment in bloatware; the number of things that wanted me to launch the free trial, where they could automatically enroll me into a monthly PAID subscription and could report failure to add a credit card to pay for it to credit agencies (!); many of these presented as the “recommended” or default option… ASTOUNDING.

And then I still had to go into system settings and turn off additional data tracking that they didn’t even present during set-up, along with bloatware bullshit programs they wanted to always run at start-up. Because I knew where to go and find that stuff. Don’t even get me starting on fucking Cortana.

Technology has gotten bad. Even 10 years ago, it was a couple simple agreements not to pirate, using software at your own risk, etc. and that was it.

Now? Waiving rights, arbitration, hidden terms that could leave you owing money if you don’t uninstall it, data collection to link accounts and literally track every move / your exact location / your usage, attempts to personalize ads through your specific searches, inability to block cookies unless you download a Google app!?, four pop ups for every website, as the default?

It is scary how much tech that was designed to increase productivity and make life easier has become yet another way for corporations to track us, sell to us, and sell their data on us, even potentially incriminating us.

Oh, and heaven forbid you know what you’re doing and try to upgrade or repair your equipment yourself. Warranty voiding? Should be illegal, may be illegal in some areas, but they still tell you it’ll void your warranty. Good luck finding the parts. Using non-OEM parts will void the warranty too…by design.

I did not survive Windows Vista era to deal with this bullshit.

[the-haiku-bot]

I did not survive

Windows Vista era to

deal with this bullshit.

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

[aquadraco20]

Anyone have any resources for technology literacy for beginners?

[rabbitindisguise]

Yes! @aquadraco20

General basic safety

How to avoid ransomware, malware, hacks, and how to maintain good data privacy.

https://www.getsafeonline.org/

^ this has intermediate information (as well as beginner info) that I think people who grew up on the internet benefit most from (so it won’t tell you what a phone is, or how to press the power button to turn on a computer). I recommend all sections the personal section under the top drop down (except the one aimed at children).

https://edu.gcfglobal.org/en/internetsafety/

Same deal as above, with quizzes and additional topics.

https://www.digitalliteracyassessment.org/

^ this one is mostly video and audio which some people might helpful

HTML

https://www.w3schools.com/html/default.asp

W3schools is a well known free resource for coding. I recommend HTML because it gives basic website building capabilities, so you can create a neocities website for example or even edit your Tumblr theme. You can also learn CSS (used with HTML to make prettier websites) and Python (used to make programs).

Touch typing

Touch typing is using the home row on keyboards. It allows people to type faster than pressing individual keys one at a time, like on a smart phone.

https://www.typingclub.com/

This site has lessons, and honestly looks much nicer than the program I learned to use touch typing with.

https://www.how-to-type.com/touch-typing-lessons/how-to-type-home-keys/

This site has lessons and practice tests and speed tests to measure progress. In middle school I was taking a practice test about three times a week and a speed test once a week for about fifteen minutes each time, if that helps.

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These three areas are the main things people were taught in computer literacy courses.

I also recommend checking your local library or other educational resources (like local colleges, your current college/highschool/middle school etc, the college you graduated from). These can have in person instructors which can be super helpful. Feel free to send me any questions and stuff, if I don’t already know I’ll try to find out and share where I found it!

Helpful things I’ve done with my windows computer to make it safer/more efficient:

Installing Malwarebytes/enabling windows defender

Creating a backup of my computer on a hard drive

Setting permissions for apps to start on startup

Getting a password manager

Installing a web browser that isn’t chrome

Changing old passwords into better, more secure passwords- especially websites that have debit card info

I hope this helps :D

[cricketcat9]

PSA 👆🏼

BTW, I could teach you what do do with the film in your camera, should you ever find one 🤣

[nickacostaisme]

I recently found The Star Trek Sketchbook with all of Matt Jefferies incredible set designs. They look like they were 5 min drawings on the back of Star Trek script pages.  Simply Amazing.  

[littlewickedthings]

Alejandra Oviedo

[zevveli]

I still think that my favorite urban legend/folklore fact is that there are certain areas in New Orleans where you cannot get a taxi late at night not because it isn’t safe, but because taxi companies have had recurring problems of picking up ghosts in those areas who are not aware that they are dead and disappearing from the cab before reaching the destination and therefore stiffing the driver on the fare causing a loss for the company.

[elsajeni]

An occupational hazard of cab driving I had not previously considered

[princessnijireiki]

I love that the nola problem here is not “ghosts in my taxi cab,” but “ghosts are FUCKING BROKE DEAD BASTARDS & I GOT BILLS”

[siderealsandman]

Horror is when ghosts get into cabs and scare drivers Magical realism is when cab companies have to develop policies to prevent ghastly fare-theft

[kc749]

In a book about the tsunami in Japan in 2011, the writer talked about how there was a huge increase in reports of ghostly activity. Apparently in Japan treating ghosts rudely is basically considered the stupidest thing you could possibly do. For months after the tsunami, taxi drivers would pick up a passenger only to have them give an address in one of the devastated areas. The cab driver often looked up halfway to the destination to find their fare had disappeared. Not wanting to be impolite to the person (even if they were dead) they’d drive to the address, open the door to let them out, then drive away.

[qwertyu858]

[officialfist]

Yeah this all checks out

[littlewickedthings]

Alejandra Oviedo