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opossumonashelf · 5 months ago
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Okay Imma need some help here, so i like to archive pokemon art but im sure i have a few duplicates but there are mutiple files and i dont want to pain stackenly look through nearly 100,000+ images and videos. so im wondering if there is a software i can use to help me with this, literally thats why im making this post.
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doctahchang · 10 months ago
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kathryn janeway my favourite heroine of a greek tragedy
song is alt-j - philadelphia
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cupidsncheerios · 9 months ago
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i absolutely adore vox fics where he has computer functions, like errors popping up when he overheats or different harddrives he can sort memory files into but i also must question. the crt didn't have that right
so did he just replace his head one day and see 'Welcome! Please log in with your Password and Username!"
and then he spends the next 3 days without full brain function as he tries to figure out the password to his own mind. alastor's the only one who notices the difference
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k4pp4-8 · 3 months ago
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I see you've mentioned what brushes you use before, but which did you use for the HTTYD doodles? Did you change any of the settings/what was the size? Do you draw with a light or heavy hand? Sorry I know this is very specific, but your drawings came out looking SO good in general-- but the lineart especially has just a really good stroke and texture to it, and I know having the brushes without knowing how to use them won't necessarily help lmao
THANK YOU!!! I love sharing my brushes but I always download new ones so it can be a little hard to keep track of them ^^'
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(Sorry my software is in french) These are the brushes I used for those doodles! I drew them on Clip studio paint. For the first one I didn't modify the settings (I usually never modify them) but for the second one I changed the shape of the brush for a round one^
I never use a specific size for my brushes and canvas I just go with whatever looks right. When I draw with that brush I try to not press too much at the end because the brush stroke might come out too round at the end
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Also I don't turn on the anti-aliasing feature because I prefer when it looks more pixelated
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scolopendramorsitans · 23 days ago
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pseudophan · 2 months ago
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i know it would only be an unnecessary pain in the ass for him if i did but it does bother me not to respond like THANK YOU SO MUCH to my gp's messages to me through the healthcare online portal thing. he has a tendency to sit and answer messages and prescription refill requests late as hell in the evening because that's when he finally has the time and it feels so wrong to not reply even if it's entirely unnecessary and he neither expects nor wants that
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thebluestbluewords · 10 months ago
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Dis-like-Dysentery
I have a lot of very specific headcanons about Auradon Prep, and one of them is the fact that Jay is both a Smart Guy, and also chronically incapable of turning in assignments on time. For. Reasons.
this might be about one of those reasons.
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Carlos looks up from his plate as Jay wanders over. “Dude, where were you? We started eating without you.” 
“Talking to a teacher. I submitted an assignment wrong, or something.” 
Carlos nods. He’s got a fork dangling from one hand, and there’s a leaf stuck in his hair. Sunlit from behind, Jay’s pretty sure that he’s the prettiest boy on this side of the barrier. “Oh, man. Was it Demorra? She’s super strict about the rules, especially for the online stuff. I could’ve helped you figure it out bro, you don’t have to get through her bureaucratic shit on your own.” 
Jay sets his tray down on the opposite side of the table. “Nah. It was Williams.” 
Carlos frowns. “The international lit teacher? Really?” 
They’ve been reading through Jay’s lit assignments together. Auradon expects them to type up all of their homework, so he’s been getting by with the hacked dictation program on his laptop and locking himself in the bathroom to read his essays out loud into the program with the minimum of background noise. 
There’s a peer writing tutor who does proofreading two nights a week for free, but Jay’s not gonna take his shitty essays in to her when he’s pretty sure he’ll just get laughed right back out of the student study room for the giant default font Carlos set on his computer. 
It doesn’t exactly make reading his own assignments easier, but it doesn’t make it worse either, so they’re calling it functional for now. Auradon Prep is all about “helping students embrace their unique academic talents”, so Carlos and Evie are both being pulled for more advanced classes, which is great for them, and terrible for Jay’s essays because it’s seriously starting to cut into their free time. 
That, and the trouble they’ve been getting up to after hours. 
The assistant gym teacher still hasn’t figured out who to blame for French braiding all the climbing ropes together. 
“She couldn’t read my handwriting.” 
“Fuck.” 
That’s about the shape of it. Handwritten assignments are few and far between, but Jay can’t bullshit his way through all of them. “Haha, yeah.” 
Carlos thunks his head down onto the table. “Ugh. Fuck. I can make you a handwriting font on the computer, but that’ll make in-class assignments worse if you can’t keep it up.” 
“Yup.” 
He sits up. There’s a dent on his forehead from pressing it into the table. “Eat.” 
“Not hungry,” Jay says as cheerfully as he can manage. It’s not gonna fool Carlos, but he’s not gonna show weakness in front of the royal rabble. “Anyway, we’re not going to the honor board. She’s willing to settle it with some sorta evaluation. Have you heard of dyslexia before?” 
Carlos blinks. “Dyslexia? No. I mean. It’s gotta be dis from like, disinterested, disintegrating, some sort of anti? Or else it’s dys from like, dysentery. Some sort of illness, maybe. Lex has gotta be from lexicon, lexicography. Something to do with either anti-words or a words illness? Does she think you’re sick of words?” 
Jay shrugs. “She said it’s why I’m bad at reading. Wants me to do an assessment so she can know what’s going on.” 
Carlos already has his phone out. He’s typing with one hand, the other one curled around his plate in a defensive hunch that’s almost casual. “Huh. How’s that going for her so far?” 
Jay snorts. “Fab. Nah, she didn’t do it yet. It’s a whole special test that she’s gotta send me down to the psych for.” 
“Can you reject it?” 
“If I wanna meet with the honor board and explain why I apparently have great handwriting, but only when they can’t see me do the assignments.” 
“Fuck.” 
“Yeah. At least she was cool about it.” 
Carlos groans. “Your handwriting sucks, dude. You’re not sick of writing, you’re just— your handwriting sucks.” 
“Yeah, and my fucking reading comprehension. I—“ Jay cuts himself off abruptly as the shadow of more people falls across their lunch table. “Hey, guys.” 
Mal sets her lunch tray down on Jay’s left side, leaving Ben the spot on his right. Evie’s not eating with them today. They have other friends in theory, but between Doug’s science club buddies and Carlos’s general disinterest in socializing with other humans, they didn’t bother picking a table large enough for anyone else.  
“Sorry,” Ben apologizes, even as he’s nudging his shoulder against Jay’s. It’s nice not being the only tall one sometimes. “I couldn’t help overhearing.” 
Jay leans back into the contact. “We were talking out loud, dude. It happens. You got any hot tips for the stupid assessment I’ve gotta do later?” 
“Have you tried being better?” Mal suggests. “I find that cheating works great. I could find you a spell to let one of us borrow your hands for a few hours, and so long as you can tell us what you want to write, we can control the muscles and get better handwriting than your usual chicken scratch special.” 
“Hey.”
“Would that work if you can’t see the paper?” Ben asks curiously. 
Mal frowns. “No. Not unless I modify the spell to possess your eyes too.” 
Jay represses a shudder. “Thanks, but no thanks, M. I like my eyes in one piece.” 
Carlos is scrolling rapidly on his phone, hanging half-over the table in an attempt to get closer to the three of them. “Dude, dyslexia is a brain thing that affects how you process visual input of words— aw, shit.” 
Bad. That’s the bad-news tone. Jay’s heart drops traitorously into his stomach, which suddenly isn’t feeling the tater tots on his lunch tray. “What?” 
Carlos shakes his head. “Nothing too bad. Just, I think Williams is right. You’ve said you’re shit at reading fast cause the words all look the same, right? Like, you can’t scan to identify them, you’ve gotta sound each one out.” 
Jay smashes a tater tot with the side of his fork. The destruction doesn’t make his gut feel any better. It’s not that he’s mad, it’s just— he doesn’t want to do this. Analyzing his brain sucks. He did the whole week of required therapy that the student disciplinary council required after the stuff with Mal’s mom, and he’s so fucking done with Auradon grown-ups pretending to understand why his head’s fucked up. “Yeah, so?” 
Carlos waves the phone at him. “So that’s what this is. You’ve got a brain disorder.” 
“We can fix it, right?” 
He wiggles a hand back and forth. “Ehh. Kinda. There’s techniques to make it easier, but it’s sorta like— your brain is wired for AC power input, and words are DC. It’s a misalignment. We can make an adaptor, but we can’t rip out your brain wiring.” 
“I could,” Mal offers. “I love doing illegal magic.”
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takingasterix · 7 months ago
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I watched season 2, blacked out, made this, and subsequently did not study for several tests I had (it's fine it's fine it's fine). Please don't let me color an animatic ever again, it made the process so much more miserable. That being said, hope you enjoy!!! <3 And be wary of HEAVY spoilers for season 2 (and 1, probably) of Arcane.
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ambrossart · 8 months ago
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@noyoucantpinmedown since you asked...
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The app is Obsidian, which you may have heard about already. I believe it’s a fairly well-known markdown writing application. I’ve known about it for years myself, but I was really intimidated to use it because… well, it’s got a pretty steep learning curve and takes some effort to get it set up just right.
Once you get it, though, it’s amazing! It’s simple but powerful, and there are tons of community plugins available, which add an endless amount of customization options. I like the Calendarium plugin myself because I love making story-specific calendars. Paper Men especially benefits from one.
Best of all, it's completely free for personal use, which I love because I'm trying to get away from all those annoying subscription-based apps. I’ve deleted all of them except for Aeon Timeline, which technically is a buy-once-and-own-forever model, but you need to subscribe for updates. That app is my favorite app in the world, but it’s not best for text-heavy notes because the formatting options are so limited.
Anyway, I can’t share a ton of screenshots because it’s messy as hell and full of spoilers. But I basically took all my notes off Aeon Timeline (which again, not the greatest for text) and moved it here. All your notes are kept in “vaults,” so I have vaults for Paper Men, Dancing with Myself, and the novel version of DWM that I’m slowly picking away at…
Sorry for info-dumping. I bet you regret asking me which app I was referring to now, don’t you? 😂
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kingkestrel · 8 months ago
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i can’t stop rereading software inability. so i have some questions. how do you think oscar ‘felt’ when he realised he could feel? how did he deal with all these new feelings and experiences? he must have felt scared? but then. did he even know how ‘scared’ feels? i feel like im over complicating things but this fascinates me so much. it’s my favourite fic you’ve ever written.
Heya Snowy! Thank-you so much for you ask. I actually started writing a little bit about Oscar first gaining consiousness a while ago and your ask reminded me to finish it!!
The exact moment this happened may not have actually been when you were expecting but all the clues were there. Nonetheless, here's that moment for you below the cut! :3
Ask is in reference to my fic Software Instabilty
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IncomingMessage_text Sender_Lando: <sos> Function854.exe_TracePhone_Lando: Location_Found Fuction462.exe_RecordHeartrate_Lando: 92bmp Function463.exe_CortisolLevels_Lando: HIGH WARNING: Risk-of-Injury_Lando Punch-Incoming _Probably-of-success-for-counter: 11% 10% 9% SOFTWARE INSTABILITY: ERROR Function000.exe_Righthook-does-not-exist SOFTWARE INSTABILITY: ERROR Function000.exe_Righthook-breaks-law(1)of-robotics ((A robot may not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm.)) ERROR: Override_Denied ERROR: Override_Denied  CRITICAL ERROR: Firewall_Disabled  ERROR_ERROR_ERROR_ERROR Function000.exe_Righthook_Executed_
He was breathless, his ears were ringing and the knuckles of his right hand hurt.
Oscar wasn’t sure what had just happened, how he’d even got here. One moment he’d been on the dance floor getting an sos text from Lando and the next he was in the alleyway behind the club, with a large drunk man face down on the pavement in front of him.
He tried to piece it all together. After getting the text he came running and spotted the confrontation. He’d seen Lando push the man and the man ball up a fist in response. Before Oscar had even realised it, he’d balled up a fist as well. 
He’d just wanted to protect Lando. He hadn’t wanted to hurt anyone but Lando had been in danger and a simple counter wouldn't have worked. Punching that man was the only choice Oscar had and he’d reacted without even thinking, like something else had taken over his body, like a fire had suddenly been lit and stoked and roared into life. In that moment he felt like everything turned red, he felt like he was out of control and yet had more control than ever before.
He felt!
And he was still feeling.
What he was feeling he had no idea, he didn’t know how to describe it. This was all new, overwhelming, suffocating but he quite liked it.
He felt alive.
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saturnz-skiez · 1 month ago
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Im so pissed off right now fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you
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literally-1894 · 10 days ago
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Should I draw Muscle Gwyndolin?
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artsandstoriesandstuff · 5 months ago
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Wait genuine question… I know I want to get a Windows laptop soon to animate better and I know I tend to use Krita or Ibis Paint for my animations now but. Is Clip Studio Paint good for animation too
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boxenstopp · 19 days ago
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all the computer fuckers on here are so weird i don't get them. the computer doesn't feel it CAN'T feel. is that not what's hot about it. you love it but it doesn't have the capability to love you back, let alone understand what love is. you're talking to something molded by human hands and yet utterly unhuman.
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stelly38 · 4 months ago
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Heyyyy, gif-makers who know more than I do about the craft:
...which is probably most of you. Got a question: I do mine in photoshop, and occasionally, when I'm doing a set, one of them will come out "grainy," where the blacks and dark spots look as though they're made up of tiny dots, like a halftone or something. All the others will have come out clear and sharp. The only way I've found around this is to exit the program, shut down photoshop, and restart it, then make that particular gif from scratch. Kinda like it needs a re-set or something. Has anyone run into this issue? I'm on photoshop on the cloud, Version 25.11.0, and I run a macintosh.
Tagging @c-sand because I know she maketh the gifs, and maybe @turnitdownsometimes
But please, anyone who might be able to answer, please do so.
Thanks!
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xigrif · 1 year ago
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Lonely Planet I think I might be dying young! But maybe I’ll survive long enough to… become ensconced, enmeshed, embroiled, or otherwise involved in an erotically-charged situation harbour something, anything! …besides resentment. have a predilection or peculiarity avoid being mourned, adorned, or remembered in any way whatsoever! act judiciously, or something akin to it evoke something, or at least be evocative don my gayest chasuble just long enough To transform the rot And weather the storm
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