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Commission for @anivay,  first time to draw Fire Emblem

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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.

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

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When I die…

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

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Hell world

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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.

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Video game things I’m good at:

Knowing every obscure scrap of lore ever introduced

Being pretty bad at the actual game

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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 The law wasn’t repealed until 1969.

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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.

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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

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how to draw arms ? ? 

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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.