#human cheatsheet

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PSA: if you don't have a cooperative pet mammal, a hot water bottle with a plush cover is an excellent second-best way to get something small and warm and furry to sit on your feet.

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Based on my own experiences with using internal metaphors in therapy, you can also try consciously choosing to wrap the animal in a soft blanket and cuddle it every time it's scared. Or deliberately introduce a bigger and fiercer animal into your mental landscape who can protect it (by which I mean develop the sort of attitude that makes other people learn to stop being mean to you).

If people were too mean to you when you were growing up, a newborn animal will materialize inside your brain and it’s so so scared and shivering and it will stay there for years. Decades, even. And whenever you say something kind of weird but true to your heart the animal will tell you “Noo! You can’t say that! If you say that, everyone will hate you!”. The animal means well. It’s so so small and everything is so scary for them and it’s just trying to protect you. But listen to me. Listen to me. Whenever this happens, you can’t do what the animal says. You can’t. If you do, you’ll become as scared as the animal. You have to keep saying weird shit. You have to keep doing things the animal wouldn’t approve of. If you do enough things that scare the animal, maybe one day it’ll go to sleep.

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I think the worst thing they never teach you as a kid is that sometimes your best just won't be enough. That sometimes you'll do everything right and the universe will randomly drop a rock on your plans anyway. That sometimes, contrary to the movies, love and stubbornness alone won't win the day. That sometimes you'll end up breaking your promise even when you signed it in blood, sometimes you'll think you're helping and you'll hurt someone terribly by total accident, sometimes you will fail and sometimes it'll happen when someone else was relying on you. That things will happen that you can't take back and can't fix. That you cannot always get life right.

I wish that was something that adults gently explained to kids and taught them to be ready for and forgive themselves for, because finding it out the hard way as an adult sucks so much.

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Sometimes when reading the internet makes me feel like the world is crumbling into a techno-dystopia where I will never have control over my own life ever again, I squeeze my eyes shut very tight and curl my fingers around something solid, and remind myself that the physical world still exists and it has rules that will apply no matter how much power rich madmen may think they have.

If all the electricity in the land were to go off right now, I could still light a candle and read a book; because paper and ink and wax and fire would still obey the same quiet laws as ever, and I have matches and a tealight in my everyday-carry bag. If there is another global supply chain crisis and I can't buy new clothes off the internet, I have needles and thread and old textiles I could cut up and yarn I can knit with, and I won't have to go naked any more than my ancestors did. If I can't order fruit from the supermarket, there are still blackberries growing over the fence in the back garden. I can hear an owl outside the window right now, literally not giving two hoots about any of the things that are terrifying me as I sit here.

The real world isn't over yet.

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When it comes to doing the hard stuff in life there's only two truly effective motivational tools I've ever found and they are love and spite. Either you do it because something you love is depending on you, or you do it because someone you hate is gonna be pissed to see you succeed.

(Okay there's arguably a third, fear, because the dread of what will happen if you don't do it can work pretty well too; but it's super bad for your mental health and will give you burnout so 2/5 stars I can't endorse that one.)

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I don't know who needs to hear this today but sometimes when you think you miss someone who wronged you, you're not missing them, you're just missing the things you got to experience because that person happened to bring them into your life; and these are two very different things.

[starsandsuch]

The 4th House In A Man’s Chart = His Wife 🤵‍♂️👰‍♀️💍

Men marry their 4th house sign 💍

So this is a theory I’ve seen in almost every chart of married couples ➡️ the husband has a wife who has her sun, moon, or ascendant sign the same as his fourth house sign.

💐The 4th house represents mother in astrology. And as we know thanks to Freud psychology, men subconsciously partner with women who are like their mothers.

*This applies to men in a long term committed relationship as well*

➡️ You’d think it only apply from the Ascendant sign but it’s crucial to apply it to Sun or Moon as well.

For example: A Sagittarius Sun man marries a Pisces Sun woman. Why? Pisces is the natural 4th house for Sagittarius.

This is called the forth aspect from position of one’s sun moon or ascendant sign.

Check cheatsheet below !!👇

I read whole signs so the cheat sheat for the signs are:

Aries = Cancer 4H (Aries men marry Cancer women)

Taurus = Leo 4H (Taurus men marry Leo women)

Gemini = Virgo 4H (Gemini men marry Virgo women)

Cancer = Libra 4H (Cancer men marry Libra women)

Leo = Scorpio 4H (Leo men marry Scorpio women)

Virgo= Sagittarius 4H (Virgo men marry Sag women)

Libra= Capricorn 4H (Libra men marry Cap women)

Scorpio= Aquarius 4H (Scorpio men marry Aqua women)

Sagittarius = Pisces 4H (Sag men marry Pisces women)

Capricorn = Aries 4H (Capricorn men marry Aries women)

Aquarius = Taurus 4H (Aquarius men marry Taurus women)

Pisces = Gemini 4H (Pisces men marry Gemini women)

The Woman A Man Marries Based On His 4th House Sign 🤵‍♂️👰‍♀️💍

You can read the following interpretation from the perspective of a man’s birth chart (his 4th house sign not yours)

This applies to sidereal or tropical charts

Aries 4H: the woman he marries is bold, independent and courageous. Someone that is feisty and mean to him on occasion. She is physically appealing and physically active.

Taurus 4H: the woman he marries is feminine and grounded. She’s concerned with material security and comfort. She’s is creative or talented in the arts.

Gemini 4H: the woman he marries is witty, intelligent and versatile. She is well educated and have a curious demeanor. She is a social person.

Cancer 4H: the woman he marries is caring, nurturing and family oriented. She is feminine, motherly and prefers being at home.

Leo 4H: he marries a woman who is independent, confident and charismatic. She has a strong sense of identity and is oriented towards being a leader. She is popular or famous.

Virgo 4H: he marries a woman who is orderly, practical and productive. She cares about health, wellness and routine. She prioritizes cleanliness and organization. She is career oriented.

Libra 4H: he marries a woman who is diplomatic, charismatic and personable. She is conventionally attractive and has many social connections.

Scorpio 4H: he marries a woman who is passionate, intense and ambitious. She is witchy and enjoys the occult/spirituality. She is rebellious and considered an outsider.

Sagittarius 4H: the woman he marries is educated, well traveled and intelligent. She is mature and wise, she has a lot of life experience. She’s accomplished in society.

Capricorn 4H: the woman he marries is practical, responsible and hardworking. She prioritizes her career and reputation. She’s an authority figure in society.

Aquarius 4H: he marries a woman who is unconventional, unique and detached. She is independent and cares about her social networks. She is different from the culture he’s born in. She is involved with humanitarianism. She’s known by many people.

Pisces 4H: the woman he marries is thoughtful, sentimental and aloof. She is either spiritual or religious and cares about helping humanity. She is idealistic and imaginative.

CELEBRITY EXAMPLES:

Jason Momoa & Lisa Bonet

Jason is Leo Sun, Lisa is Scorpio Sun

Kanye West & Kim Kardashian

Kanye is Cancer Ascendant, Kim is Libra Sun

Kylie Jenner & Travis Scott

Travis is Taurus Sun, Kylie is Leo Sun

Brad Pitt & Angelina Jolie

Brad is Capricorn Moon, Angelina is Aries Moon

Prince Harry & Meghan Markle

Harry is Taurus Moon, Meghan is Leo Sun

-starsandsuch✌️💕

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I'm genuinely impressed but I feel like the amount of time spent making these would get you a top grade anyway if you spent it on actually studying.

Confiscated pens containing cheat notes intricately carved by a student at the University of Malaga, Spain. (2022)

[lsd-astronaut]

Hii! I love ur work sm!

Could I please get Frodo x Fem Human! Reader? Like married and living a domesticated life after returning to the shire?

Tysm <3

I must admit I have been daydreaming about this quite a lot. Also I adore how everyone is requesting me hobbit x human!reader, considering I was ranting to my best friend about the lack of that same kind of fics. It's always hobbits or even elves! So I'm glad so many people share this thought with me :)

How To Live In The Shire After Saving The World (Frodo Baggins x Fem!Human!Reader)

Why is it so difficult to find a gif of Frodo actually happy, this is criminal, I had to use this from when he is about to sail to the West

The Shire, in the northwestern part of Middle Earth, on Central Eriador, was home of a much peculiar kind of people, that being the hobbits. They were not so different from you and me, yet they were shorter, bulkier, preferred being barefoot, and had a penchant for food and comfort. Truly the image of a society that does not welcome change. But, a change did come, and while it was not as great as the one that had befell the world (not that any Shirefolk had even heard about it), it was still a sufficiently big one for these small creatures that it baffled them and utterly messed up their routines.

What is the change, you may ask? Well, it is something very simple, really. A wedding, or rather, the announcement that one had taken place far away to the uncharted (for the Shirefolk) east. This in itself was not what surprised everyone; it is well known that hobbits will disappear for months and come back to The Shire with their betrothed by their hand, as their courting customs dictate. That is why when Frodo Baggins reappeared in The Shire, everyone was extremely curious about which hobbit had captured Old Bilbo's nephew's heart. Imagine their indignance and surprise when they found out that Frodo's sweetheart was... of the race of Men!

A few years had passed since your arrival to what your husband had called his home ever since he was born. The word 'husband' never failed to make you smile whenever you thought it; the awkward and solitary teenage girl growing up in a village in Gondor had never expected she would find anyone who would actively want to be with her and consistently choose to stay. You were not allowed to even insinuate that Frodo was 'tolerating you' or 'putting up with your nonsense.' At first, this insistence from your then-boyfriend had driven you mad, but you couldn't deny it had helped you with your overall self-esteem in the long run. Only like this could you two be in equal terms in your relationship. But, deep inside, you wished you could somehow give this knowledge to your younger self, although if Merry's philosophical conversations fueled by inordinate quantities of Old Toby had any official basis, then that version of you was already inside yourself.

The days in the Shire were uneventful and, although it could have resulted boring over an extended period of time, you found it to be exactly what you needed after the grueling Quest. All of you deserved a rest, and Frodo most of all. It was for this reason, that you had offered to walk to the central market in order to get some ingredients and medicines; Frodo's injuries had flared up once again, and his shoulder was the most affected. Maybe a meal will help, you thought, as you perused the different stalls.

After years married to Frodo, you had become acquainted with almost every inhabitant of the Shire. Although at first discrete but unmistakably hostile towards you, the tensions had softened after a few harsh words of choice from your husband that had all those nosy relatives scattering to the wind. Now, you were invited to many tea parties and birthdays, which you never attended without Frodo by your side, as some sort of cheatsheet to remember everyone's names and their relations with others.

Truly, all Shirefolk had unexpectedly warmed up to you in a very short time, and that was reflected in how fast you completed your errands. Every vendor had easy conversation flowing, and the memory of you struggling those first months to have even one of them to let you buy their products was a far thing in the horizon. The local apothecary even had your usual order ready to go. Thinking about how fast you had crossed out all the items in your mental list, you pondered whether a little walk would be agreeable. A cold breeze made you choose against it and return home.

As you opened the main door, you instinctively ducked your head for an imminent strike that never came; not ever since Frodo had ordered the ceilings to be raised so that incident would not repeat again. When faced by your embarrassment and apologies, he assured you it would be much better for Bag End, as it would create more space for the clutter that had filled the smial for decades. It seemed you would need more time to unlearn that particular innate response, but there was no rush, not here.

Leaving the groceries on the kitchen table, you put your hands on your hips and stretched. Then, you made your way through the labyrinthic corridors of Bag End, although you were just letting your feet carry you. Movement caught your attention from inside the study. Of course, once you looked with more attention, you saw none other than your husband, hunched over the desk and scribbling furiously. With a smile, you decided to enter the room, but Frodo was faster than you and snapped his head to look at you. You were still not sure whether hobbits had heightened hearing, or that was just something Frodo could do, but if you thought about it, he only did it with you...

"I see you're up. Was the bed not good enough for you, Mr. Baggins?" You said with a teasing note in your voice. Frodo did have the decency to look embarrassed, blushing as he scratched the back of his neck and looked away.

"I am fine, darling. I promise." He tried to smile in a reassuring way but years of marriage had given you the insight of knowing every single minimal action and behaviour of your husband. His behaviour now betrayed the injury in his left shoulder on which he was clearly not putting any weight, probably because the pain was still present. You raised an eyebrow and moved your hands to grab him but stopped at the last moment. Frodo silently nodded, defeated, and you busied yourself in unbuttoning the first buttons of his shirt so you could uncover the area of interest.

The wound did not look good, although not as bad as when the eagles had rescued him and Sam from Mount Doom. The infection would have resulted in a sure amputation had Elrond not healed it after the whole ordeal.

"It looks a bit red and sore," you hummed. "Does it hurt when I touch it?" Frodo started to shake his head, but at your glare, he cowered and nodded. "Just a little bit, though. Not as much as before."

"That's to be expected, with the cause of it fell by the hand of your cousin and Éowyn. Lucky for you, I just came from the market with supplies." At this, Frodo snapped his head to look at you with wide blue eyes.

"You went to the market? With this weather?" He fussed, as if he was not the one being taken care of. His hand instinctively went to your belly. "Should you even go outside at all?"

You snorted at his reaction and grabbed his hands in your own, before lowering to his eye level, ignoring his concern at such an 'exhausting' activity. "I am pregnant, Frodo, not invalid." Your husband seemed to disagree, but thought better of it and did not voice his thoughts.

Satisfied, you stood up and walked to the kitchen, followed by him. There, you started with the medication which you applied dutifully on Frodo's wounds, and seemed to give immediate relief if his expression was something to go by. Afterwards, you started cooking dinner for both of you while Frodo sipped his tea on the table, and talked about many things that ranged from the latest book he had read to what troubles Pippin had gotten into with Merry.

"You should eat more." Frodo pointed at your plate once you two were seated, as you carried the spoon to your mouth, making you stop in your tracks. "I keep telling you."

Swallowing, you replied "And I keep telling you we humans do not need to eat as much as hobbits. I like food as much as the next person, but seven meals seem a bit too excessive for me."

"Well, but you're carrying my child. She needs the seven meals." He smiled knowingly. You looked at him with an unimpressed expression.

"Keep teasing, and our daughter will end up not eating anything, like an elf." You tried to hold your laughter, but your husband's fake-offended face was too powerful for you.

"Surely you don't mean that!"

"Try me, Mr. Baggins."

He pouted and walked up to you before kneeling and putting his cheek on your belly, which he always did when he wanted to talked with the unborn child.

"My love, tell Mrs. Baggins here that you will want to eat seven meals like a respectable hobbit. At least for your poor father's sake." As a response to his dramatics, a little kick jerked your midsection, making Frodo smile and look up at you. "She seems to agree with me. Two against one, dear."

Sighing, you pulled Frodo up and gave him a kiss that he returned eagerly. After some moments, you pulled away and put both of your foreheads together, with eyes closed, just basking on the love between you.

"You two are going to be the death of me once she's born," you grumbled, and Frodo laughed brightly.

There we go! I have to say something. Requests may come slower from now on, because I can see the difference in quality between them, so that means I haven't been working the same on every one. But I hope none of you mind that, I just want to give you better content :)

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So, I set out to write about the Russian case system... and ended up with a wild tale about human evolution! Turns out, cases are like ancient storytelling tools that helped our species thrive. Want to know how? Join my Patreon to read the full article. Bonus: a cheatsheet’s dropping soon. What’s your trickiest Russian case? Reblog or comment with your answer! 😎

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If you do this though please actually tell your guests that these items are there to be Held, because I am the kind of person who would sit there and stare yearningly at that bowl of rocks all day and it would never occur to me that I was allowed to play with them.

Hey here's some unsolicited decor advice: get a bowl. put it on your coffee table. fill it with objects that are Good To Hold. Watch your guests be satisfied.

For example, I have this bowl of polished rock orbs. (and one glass ball.) they serve no purpose but everyone who comes into my home picks up at least one of them and just kinda rolls it around in their hands.

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Hello there

This blog stands with Palestine. Remember your daily clicks!

Call me Cas, and welcome to my little page.

You can also find me other places too

A little info about me: I use she/they, and I'm an (unfortunately) US based artist. I am multifandom, but I'm mainly brainrotting about Undertale AUs rn.

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I will not engage with drama unless it directly effects me or I have something of meaning to add to the conversation

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Do not harass people, block and move on.

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Homophobes of any kind (transphobia, acephobia, the like.)

Basically anyone who believes they’re better then others because of something stupid (religion, race, job, the like.)

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My main focus right now, a pirate/siren themed ask blog! (Passive) Nightmare is a siren who believes he has a convincing land walkers (humans and monsters) act. He does not. MTT and Cross are pirates are definitely aware, but don't bring it up for different reasons.

If you do not specify which character you want to send the ask too, I will pick one at random. If you don't want to send an ask to the crew, please specify as all asks will automatically go to them (unless it's really obviously not for them)

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My Sona <- #MySona

Sam and Lyra <- #Sam&Lyra

(Basically, me pushing two dolls together until I figure out why romance)

Solaris <- #Solaris-Outer!Dream

Lunaris <- #Lunaris-Outer!NM

Sagittarius <- #Tarius-Outer!Error

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last updated: 11/11/2024

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Love will save you. I promise love will save you. But I don't mean that the love given to you by others will save you - because good though it is to be loved, it's something you can't demand and can't guarantee. I mean that the love you feel for someone, something, anything, be it man or god or beast or a godsdamn fictional character, will save you.

You can be utterly alone. You can be the least popular person in the world. But as long as there is someone or something that you love with as much of your heart as you have left to give, I promise it will save you. Keep loving. Even if nobody ever hears about it or sees you do it.

Love, and you will be saved.

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I'm sure someone has asked already but there's no harm in asking this question again, I was wondering how do you plot out your drawings? Like your proportions and stuff? Because I have never been able to get proportions done very easily, the head is always too small for the shoulders, arms aren't the right length, torso is too long/short, ect ect. Do you have any advice to help with this? Thank you :) 💜

Hey! Okay, I'll start with saying that I'm not a qualified art teacher and everything I say are just things I've noticed over the years of drawing myself and thus can only share things that worked for me personally ✌️✨

I use head to measure the height of everything and make the width whatever I feel looks good 😅 The classic art anatomy teaches us that perfect human's height is 8 heads and legs take exactly half of it. I rarely stick to that model tbh, I prefer to draw in an even more stylized way, so I usually make legs a bit longer (making it 8.5 or even 9+ heads total) and head just a biiit bigger.  Still, I started from classics and I believe it's much easier to learn it first, so I drew the 8 heads model for a better demonstration:

I've developed a little checklist of the most important proportions; usually if those conditions are met, the whole figure looks convincing enough to me.

Head + torso is 4 heads;

Elbows and waist are relatively on the same line;

Open palm is the same length as the face (head minus hairline);

Arm length ends a bit higher than half of the hip;

Knees are located at the middle of legs length minus feet.

Okay, it looks really easy for a frontal view of a standing still figure, but what about more complicated poses? My suggestion is to measure the stick figure inside the body (not forgetting about the perspective distortion though). Take the "spine" and the least bent leg to check everything, then make sure both legs are the same length.

Note that these measurements don't need to be exact as if made with a ruler! We aren't doing blueprints here. If you don't trust your eye, then try training it, whenever you have a free minute: just draw a long line and try to divide it into equal parts. Or draw a long line with many short lines of the same length; kinda like a dashline, but with no gaps.

Also, I think it's important to remember that measurements and proportions are cool, useful and make your life a lot easier, but often you may need to bend them for the final drawing to look good. And obviously, people come in many shapes and heights, so I suggest taking these classical measurements as a cheatsheet to draw a good standard stick figure, which you can shape into whatever you want later. The 8 heads canon isn't realistic anyway, it originated in Ancient Egypt and Greece and was used for art needs specifically (mainly sculpture iirc). It represents an idealized view of a human figure already, so no harm in changing it a bit further I think!

 Art doesn't really need to be anatomically correct, it just has to look like it is.

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Actually I can see that working brilliantly on me if delivered right. When I get stuck in an apology loop, it's generally because I did something that I think the other person would have a right to be annoyed by, so "stop apologising" often makes me feel like the other person is going to go "SURPRISE actually I wouldn't let you apologise for that because I wanted to hold it over you and stay mad about it" later on, even if they actually wouldn't.

So for them to instead say something that feels like an actual recognition of the fact that I feel like I did something wrong, even if they're not actually annoyed by it, would... probably be much more help in resolving the issue, yeah.

When encountering someone stuck in an Apology Loop, I do not uselessly ask, or worse, demand that they “stop apologizing.”

Rather, I have found it much more useful to affect a theatrical tone and formally ��absolve” them. “Like a Renaissance pope, I absolve you, my child.” Usually the combination of having the absurdity of the situation highlit, combined with a touch of physiological release if I can get a laugh, is enough to soothe their nerves a bit and get them to break the loop. And who knows maybe they feel absolved I dunno I have an authoritative bearing

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Haloo Haloo!

(This blog is run by @iwontusethis255)

Welcome to the world of Mosaic Prism!

A world of many things.

This is a blog to ask me or the characters questions about the world, and this post in particular is your cheatsheet for all the characters and locations currently revealed!

CHARACTERS

This is our main cast!

Vestal Eduardo Whitmore (he/him), a simple chef who has a magic flame tied to his figurative heart

Drew Ross (he/him), a former superhero with the ability to have anything he draws become real

Judy Foreman (she/her), strong woman and former member of the Texas Cowboy Mafia

Ursula Beverly (she/her), former superhero with the ability to transform into animals, now a dj

Cameron Leo (they/he), alien fugative who took refuge on earth, the space equivalent of a cat alleyway

Hubert Mann (any pronouns), definitely a real human and definitely not an ancient slime whos been watching and waiting

Model: Amber (they/she), broke out of the robotic hivemind of robotic butlers made by Cam, now trained in guns

Tiny Warrior (they/them), very small, protects the house they all live in from threats the others dont even see

LOCATIONS

The Mosaic Prism Manor is a house built by the gang in a nice spot in A City (yes that's the name of the city), it was named that because of the very nice stained glass used in the building!