I see an animol I name it

Guess who’s reblogging turble again

Guess who's smiling about somebody reblogging turble again :3

made myself in THIS PICREW

i tag @chewub @t6bbo @okiedoke @kimono @shigraki @kittencafe @vtubr

@crocker @dvasocks + any1 who wnts to 💖

YAY thank u ^_^ IDK who to tag so if anyone who sees this wants to do it you can :)

Tagging @im-illegal @anxxiousmess and @niixell + anyone who wants to ^^w^^

I gave in to temptation. It’s cute :] @cherry-luxite​​ You always tag me in these n I forget to do them. So I am returning the favor <3

Tagging my mutuals @fandoms-are-my-world @manyfandomsonelog @churchofmillieoconnell @theatrebooknerd56 @thatgaydemigodnerd @meltheromanstan and anyone else who wants to join <3

Thank you! 😊💖

Tagging @myblacknightworld @ifthesewings–couldfly @giantgirl253 and anyone who’d like to. :3

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And tagging @silverwhiteraven @gabspensstuff @ethelphantom @persephonescat @weird-pale-blonde-person @thattimdrakeguy (idk if you like this kinda things but eh)

Thankies for the tag!

Tagging time! @ethelphantom @silverwhiteraven @persephonescat @thewheezingbubbledragon @aliteralmoth

how to draw arms ? ? 

holy fuck

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

yes !!

but how much extend

^^^^^^^^^^

I NEARLY CHOKED

ENJFDFNFATFVFDF

finally. i can be accurate

This is too fucking great to not reblog

I give it MASCLES

BIG MACHO

LMAOOOOOO

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!

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!

HOW THE HELL DID I FIND THIS POST OMG

Licherally in the midst of drawing a guy and crying at how bad the arms are. Thanks Tumbles

I only ever saw the part where people started drawing the limbs outrageously long and genuinely wanted to know how to fix that, so I’m really thankful to see the rest.

@local-gonk-droid-union 🤡🤡

wait a second i gotta remind everyone that this is a real official token art in magic the gathering

AND THIS ONE!!!!

AND THE DINOSAUR CAT

Babies….

Crows are scary They

Guys I’m really scared of crows now. (q) 

Yeah but have you seen this 

A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free.

Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill

I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree.

Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldn’t caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well… near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before.

That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him. 

Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree. 

That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… and one from his chick.

Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring.

that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful.

Don’t forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice. 

this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad. 

i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance.

a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth.

i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like i’ve adopted a son.

Best birbs !!

your son is Beautiful and Strong

every time I see this post it has different crow stories and every time I reblog it again because all crow stories are good stories

Like, I wouldn’t want to be on bad terms with a crow, but they are a really smart animal, they aren’t scary You just want to be nice to them because they will know and they will remember, and they will pay you back if you treat them a certain way.

As a side note, I volunteered at a rehab (Hope for Wildlife), where they were rehabbing a crow with a broken wing–who was named Russell Crow. He kept pulling his bandage off so a sleeve was cut off some old clothing and put on him like a little sweater. 

!!!!

I don’t think I’ll ever not reblog this. This posts makes me cry and smile at the same time.

He’s so handsome!!

I would trust a crow with my life

This is your regularly scheduled crow appreciation post

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water tribble

water tribble

water tribble

d

desert tribble

desert tribble

d

dessert tribble

dessert tribble

dessert tribble

h

hot tribble…..

hot tribble

hot tribble

c

cold tribble..

cold tribble

cold tribble

d

dirt tribble

dirt tribble

dirt tribble

c

crystal tribble

crystal tribble

crystal tribble

r

rubber tribble

rubber tribble

Rubber tribble

g 

garden tribble

garden tribble

garden tribble

s

stone tribble

stone tribble

stone tribble

s

shiny tribble

shiny tribble

shiny tribble

l

light tribble

light tribble

light tribble

c

cat tribble

cat tribble

cat tribble

c

cloud tribble

cloud tribble

Cloud tribble

b

bubble tribble

Bubble tribble

Bubble tribble

T

Tumblr tribbles

Tumblr tribbles

Tumblr tribble

What the hell is a tribble

A tribble is a tribble. What is there to understand? /j

even with those four numbers there are countless possible combinations good luck with figuring out which one is the right one you punk

*straightens calculator*

It’s pretty likely that it’s a four digit number, and as there are four digits chosen there, that means that there cannot be any repetition. This mean that there are:

n!/(n-4)! possible orders. As ‘n’ is 4 (number of digits available). 4!/0! which becomes 4x3x2x1/1 which simplifies to 24. That means that there are 24 possible combinations of codes. This would take you about two or three minutes to input all possible codes.

Unless an alarm goes off if you don’t get it right in 3 tries

*straightens calculator again*

Kick the fucking door in

well ‘technically’ the code is most likley 1970. statistically, a majority of people, when told to choose a 4 digit code will choose their birth year. and this key pad is obviously a few years old to put it nicely, thats most likley it. 

some sherlock holmes shit just went down over here

No, no, no. Don’t base your deductions of psychology. Let’s talk chemistry. When you first press a button, there’s more of the natural oils on your skin, and therefore it wears down the numbers on the keys faster. Obviously 0 is the first one, then. Try 0791 first.

Sherlock out.

woah.

it got better

and this is why the sherlock fandom could either rule the world or end it….

Close, but not quite, I think. People will almost always choose a number they can remember. What’s memorable about 0791? Try 0719 - a birthday, 19th of July. That is more likely.

Those deductions are great and all, but unnecessary.

The light is green.

The door is already open.

And that’s why we have a John Watson.

This is “top 10 favorite posts” level.

Omg, it’s actually on my dash! This post is like a fossil!

Idk if I’ve rebloged this before, but I’ll reblog this legend again

Smithsonian? I’ve found the quintessential Tumblr and Sherlock fandom post. Yes. I would consider it definitive.

Ahh it’s back.

Legend of a post. 10/10 recommend reblogging.

this post is on my dash I feel HONORED

THE POST OF LEGENDS HAS RESURFACED ON MY DASH

I’VE ONLY EVER SEEN THIS IN SCREENSHOTS OMG

On your dash? I dig for gold like this,,, by looking at my mutual pages.

I’ve only seen this on Pinterest!

*gasp* THE SACRED TEXTS!

:O

THIS IS A LEGENDARY POST I HAVE BEEN GRACED BY IT’S APPEARANCE!!!

@hellsite-hall-of-fame

yesssss

But really, though, Voltron/Night Vale crossover

Keith grows up in Night Vale.

It would explain his inexplicably strong sword skills at the beginning of the show (because seriously, I’d buy he knows how to fight but *sword*? Reeeeally???). It would also explain his affinity for deserts, shacks, conspiracy theories, and general willingness to just go along with the idea of random cave carvings psychically calling to him.  

Keith growing up with Uncles Cecil and Carlos

“Uncle Cecil?”  

“We’re related. Sort of. I think time travel was involved. I zoned out about halfway through Carlos’ powerpoint, to be honest.”

Cecil and his listeners being inexplicably aware of the Galra space war

“As all you listeners know, my beloved nephew Keith who is sometimes purple went off to fight an intergalactic space war last summer…”

Cecil somehow keeping up with intergalactic events 

“My beloved nephew Keith who is sometimes purple recently found out his mother was an alien. Oops, guess I forgot to tell him before he went off to school. Linear time is a troublesome thing…anyway, he’s apparently not handling his newfound heritage well.  He’s been getting into fights - more than usual (he is fighting an intergalactic space war, after all), withdrawing from his peers and just being plain moody.”

Just. Keith growing up in Night Vale.

Tips On How to Write Characters with Wings (For both fanfic writers and original content writers)

So I’ve been reading a lot of fics lately where people are either

A) Putting wings onto canon characters

B) Making OCs with wings

So I decided that, with the influx of people who are writing winged characters (and therefore the influx of errors that come with writing winged characters), I’d make a little thing to help you slap a pair of wings onto anyone!

This is also a bit personal, too, because the MC in my upcoming novel has wings!

1. Know that there are a lot of types of wings to choose from

Part of being a writer is the desire to take something (whether it be a pre-existing work or an idea in your head) and make it into your own. So, instead of just going with the classic bird wings, why not spice it up a bit? If your character is an angel, you certainly don’t have to stick to the classic depictions of angel wings. Why not give them butterfly wings or dragonfly wings?

Here’s a small list of different types of wings to choose from:

Note that these wings are for animals who can fly. There are also animals who can “fly” that actually glide, such as sugar gliders and flying squirrels.

Yeah, so the options are pretty limited, but feel free to make up your own kinds of wings that aren’t necessarily based on a pre-existing creature’s wings!

2. Be familiar with the anatomy of your character’s wings and their limits

If your wings are completely unique, draw them out. A diagram or picture is key when it comes to things like description. I’m not gonna tell you what everything does and give you Animal Wing Anatomy 101, that’s for you to research. Know that there are different types of wings and that they have different uses, strengths, and weaknesses.

3. Never use the full extent of your research! 

Surprise, surprise!

“But wait, Maddy!” you cry, writing utensil in hand and poised to stab me. “I thought we were supposed to were supposed to show our research!”

Well, you are. Technically that’s not wrong. But, readers don’t want to know ALL of it. Over-described wings are sometimes worse than under-described wings; what sucks more than not knowing what a character’s wings look like is having to look up wing anatomy in the middle of the chapter!

Only use the most basic of vocabulary when it comes to describing the parts of the wing. Most of the time, you just have to say “bat wing” or “feathery wing” and the readers get the basic idea. (Like seriously, do you think the readers know what a dactylopatagium brevis is????? It’s a part of skin on a bat’s wing btw)

4. Don’t bring your character’s wings up only when they’re needed!!!!

Unless your character’s wings can fade away when they’re not needed, wings are a 100% real, 24/7 thing! It’s bothersome when writers mention the wings in one chapter and then only bring them up when there’s a daring escape that needs to be performed! Most of the time, I forget that the characters even have wings at all!

There is also the fact that wings aren’t all pros and no cons. If they’re functional, they’re probably big, and if they’re muscular, they’re probably bulky. If your character is clumsy, they’ll probably knock things over constantly, and if they’re not clumsy, they’ll still knock things over constantly.

Your wings are two (or four, or five, or six quintillion) extra appendages; they’re a part of your character! You don’t have to spend every second reminding the readers that they’re there, but don’t go long stretches of time without even mentioning them.

5. Your character’s wings can be a good way to indicate their mood or to provide for that little bit of description that you think you make be lacking

Why wouldn’t you want to describe the wings? I mean, you don’t want to describe every minute detail over and over again, but it’ll boost your word count a lot more than you think. They can also be used to convey your character’s feelings without explicitly telling the reader! It’s like a new set of facial expressions!

See? You can tell he’s wary and ready to fight from the movement of his wings! Also he’s crouching next to a dead body but that’s not relevant right now

Here’s a list of wing language (?) that you can incorporate into your story that will not only increase your word count, but will also add to the sustenance of your story!

Nervous

Angry

Happy

During Battle

Problems that may come with having wings

Hope this helped!!!

okay thats one heavyass borderline spell of a song where the hell is it from?

We All Lift Together - Warframe

This genuinely makes me feel better about going to work.

#song tinged with sadness because this is a robot debt colony :(

-from @titanicus-mechanicus​

The video also cut off the start and end, which are the best parts:

Much better!!

A bit of context, for those not familiar with Warframe lore:

The workers you see in this video are indebted ‘Corpus’ workers, members of a society of capitalism turned up to 11. This song was the trailer song released with an update where you start working with a rebel Corpus group to combat the dystopia, with a big overtone of FUCK the Bosses.

That makes the song even better.

further context: They literally have to sell their bodies to the Corpus. notice how all those robo-people have panels on their chests? That’s where their heads are stored.

The Black Footed cat is the smallest wild cat in Africa and one of the smallest wild cats in the world.

Here’s an adult kitty for size comparison:

too smoll

OK but you can’t mention my all-time favorite cat without also mentioning that these little motherfuckers are legendary for being 1000% ready to throw down with anyone at any time, they’ve literally been seen trying to fight a giraffe and are known to successfully bring down sheep by getting underneath them and ripping their bellies open like what the fuck, chill

Their name in Afrikaans means “anthill tiger” because they’ll hide inside a hollowed out anthill and then jump out and try to rip your face off

They are perfect and I love them

Aw, look at these little murder muffins.

smallest and deadliest wild cat. Observed at a 60% success rate in hunting, and averaging a kill every fifty minutes—a lion might succeed in hunting twenty, twenty-five percent of the time. Their small, energetic bodies require a rate of a-murder-per-hour in order to sustain their metabolisms.

(“miershoop” can also mean “termite mound”, which is one of their preferred places to sleep)

Smol handsome murderbaby

Baby freaking monsters!

how dare they be this adorable!

I'm using these images as inspiration for a campaign I'm running. But you should all check out Rudy Siswanto's art. It really captures the essence of adventure.

Presented without comment.

EXCEPT to say- commonplacecaz.

This is beautiful and need to be posted on my fridge.

I love this

YOUR WRITER IS A PERSON

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Your writer is a person, but this writer occasionally needs to be prodded with sticks.