i hate how sexualized figure drawing classes are in media. its not sexy. everyone in the class is tired. the model. the students. the teacher. we’re all tired and not aroused at all.
everyone is sweating about how to draw the crotch area and the model is asleep standing up
If you aren’t cisgender heteroromantic heterosexual, you belong in the queer community. I’m sick of seeing this bullshit “you aren’t queer enough” sort of community policing.
And by “cisgender heteroromantic heterosexual” I mean ALL THREE of those things.
Are you a trans (binary or nonbinary) person who is attracted sexually and romantically to the opposite gender? You belong in the LGBTA+ community.
Are you a cis person who is heteroromantic asexual? You belong.
Are you a cis person who is heterosexual aromantic? You belong.
Are you a cis bisexual who is currently dating a cis member of the opposite gender? You belong.
Are you an intersex individual who otherwise is heteroromantic heterosexual? You belong.
Stop trying to alienate people based on some fucked-up “level of queerness”. There are enough problems in the LGBTA+ community without people being exclusive.
holy shit, the notes on this make me so happy. (and from what I can tell, it’s mostly from people reblogging in agreement)
like i am definitely not the biggest fan of hillary clinton on a personal level but ive gained a whole new sense of respect for her because theres no way i could stand on stage next to a giant orange skittle yelling over me for this long and just keep my cool like she is her demeanor is so fucking admirable
And Trump tried to claim to her face that she didn’t have the “right temperament” to be president while she’s standing there smiling as he just gets angrier and angrier. Like, damn. Talk about projecting.
And speaking of gross bros thinking of nerd girls like fucking unicorns…
I was actually talking to a female client once about cannon-fannon and how much I love listening to her talk comics, and had a male client interupt us to tell me he has never met a chick that is into comics before, he’s never even heard of a girl being into comics before, and he has always wanted a nerdy girlfriend and that i absolutely MUST give him her number.
I actually had to explain to him that I wasn’t joking when I said she was out of his league. Yes, she is incredible, she is beautiful, she is intelligent, successful, highly knowledgeable and enthusiastic about comics, and she’s also not even going to look twice at you because literally all you got is that she fulfills a fantasy of yours.
Yes bro i get it, she’s your ideal girl. Trust me, she’s a lot of people’s ideal girl. And you’re not even on her radar. You’re not special because you’re into comics. She has a very wide range of potential partners to choose from and ‘never having met a nerdy girl before’ isn’t a good character trait, because it means you know zero women. Or zero women have trusted your creepy ass with the knowledge that they are into comics.
The most concerning part of that entire conversation was his complete inability to grasp the concept that she wouldn’t date him and his insistence that she would.
He insisted that I give her name/number/fb/actually call her and ask her to come to the studio (wtffff???) because he needed to meet her. And then just could not fathom that I refused. He seemed to be running on this idea that if she met him, she would like him. For no other reason than that he was into comics and he wanted a nerd girlfriend.
And I was somehow out of line for refusing to give my best freinds deets to this creepy nerdbro because I couldn’t possibly know that she wouldn’t be into him.
He got really upset.
He was in my studio for 45 mins arguing with me on and off about this and trying to push me into giving her number.
Out. Of. Your. League. Not on your level. Too fucking good for you. Not a possibility. You’ve got nothing she wants. You’re one of literally thousands who would want her. You have nothing to offer her. You tick zero of her boxes. You do not even meet the minimum requirements for me to even ask her.
NOT
HAPPENING
MATE.
This is why women don’t say they’re women in WoW, this is why women don’t say they’re into games irl. This is why women don’t hang out in comics stores. This is why nerd women hide one of these two aspects of themselves when interacting with nerd men.
Because you creepy as FUCK about us.
‘never having met a nerdy girl before’ isn’t a good character trait, because it means you know zero women.
sombra’s ult: revealing one characters most shameful sexual fetish to all the characters in the game. that character is unable to move for a period time because they are crying in embarrassment
All this time. ALL THIS TIME i had no idea SAI had perspective transform capabilities.
What?????????????? Is this?????????? How do ???????
I think they mean the Free Transform selection! If you use that correctly you can mess with the selected objects form a bit better?
oh thank you! i noticed with transform selection that using CTRL gives it different effects, i just didnt know what all what this was and thought there was some funnky feature i never knew about
I think the fact that within Hogwarts there’s a lot of distaste for Slytherin and Hufflepuff shows some interesting insight into the wizarding community. Like, Hufflepuff represents hard work and fairness, right? But there’s the idea that Hufflepuffs are losers, sort of the proverbial nice guys who finish last. On the other hand, Slytherins, who represent cunning and ambition and personal drive, are seen as cutthroat and generally nasty and mean.
Ultimately, Hufflepuff and Slytherin are both rooted in philosophies on self betterment and achieving success in life, both in terms of being a better person and being a more powerful/wealthy person. The obvious question raised by Hogwarts student’s disapproval of both Slytherin and Hufflepuff is this: if it makes you a loser to succeed through hard work and fairness, but a cheat to succeed through cleverness and an attitude of doing whatever it takes to achieve your goals, how is someone in the wizarding world expected to gain power/wealth/status if they aren’t already born with it?
It’s also worth noting that in a world where magic can do your work for you, Hufflepuffs are scoffed at for being willing to work at all, and Slytherins are shunned for taking advantage of magic to it’s fullest.
When your friend has been committing acts far past your moral boundaries and now she intends to fight an all-powerful being in the slight chance she will win however she is more likely to get everyone killed so you agree on a coin flip to decide if she should leave and as it drops it dawns upon you she will twist the fortune in her favour and that for once in your life you’re seeing more perspectives past the good and bad = black and white narrative while debating if it’d be morally right to sacrifice her life in place of the others that would live.
Well, according to Ezekiel 1 they might look something like this…
According to Daniel 10 something like this…
According to Isaiah 6…
In Ezekiel 10…
Again in Ezekiel 10…
Basically, when the people writing Scripture tried to describe what they saw when they saw an angel… they run into the end of their imagination… they can never quite seem to fully explain it because they had trouble even comprehending what they saw, let alone being able to describe it to someone else.
It was a busy Saturday early afternoon, my mom and dad and I went to a shopping mall to grab some groceries and do some errands. We bought some pastries too from a bakery and was walking back to our car to head home.
The entire parking lot is full and there were several cars circling around trying to find a spot. This fancy blue Porsche spots us leave the mall entrance and follows us to our car. Instead of waiting and just signalling like normal people, they started honking at us while we were loading groceries into the car.
“Omgthedaka don’t put the pastries in the trunk, bring it in the car”. My dad said as he climbed into the car. I climb into the car and put the seatbelt on. Teenage me is embarrassed by the honking and just want us to leave asap so the fancy car can just leave us alone. My dad asks me for the pastry box and he starts opening it. He pulls out a piece of cake and starts eating it. Mortified that we’re not leaving, I open my mouth about to protest when my mom shoves a piece of pastry in my hand and says “eat this dear”.
2 minutes later, the passenger from the Porsche climbs out of the car and comes up to us, tapping at the driver-side window. “Hey are you leaving or what, we’ve been waiting for like 10 minutes”. My dad doesn’t say anything but reaches into the pastry box and grabs another cake, slowly peels the plastic film off and stares at the guy as he takes a savouring bite. The guy gets frustrated, wacks the hood of our car and goes back into the Porsche. They drive away. Or so we thought. 3 minutes later, they circled back hoping we were gone, but my dad just kept staring the Porsche down while he finished the box of cakes.
After, my dad insisted we go back inside the mall to stretch our legs after eating in the car. We walked back to the mall and passed the Porsche which was still circling around looking for a spot.
