#im sorry
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25% of the people have a 4th cone and see colors as they are
Given the sudden interest for the color of dresses and vision, here some of the fascinating findings we did recently.
The color nuances we see depend on the number and distribution of cones (=color receptors) in our eye. You can check this rainbow: how many color nuances do you count?
You see less than 20 color nuances: you are a dichromats, like dogs, which means you have 2 types of cones only. You are likely to wear black, beige, and blue. 25% of the population is dichromat.
You see between 20 and 32 color nuances: you are a trichromat, you have 3 types of cones (in the purple/blue, green and red area). You enjoy different colors as you can appreciate them. 50% of the population is trichromat.
You see between 33 and 39 colors: you are a tetrachromat, like bees, and have 4 types of cones (in the purple/blue, green, red plus yellow area). You are irritated by yellow, so this color will be nowhere to be found in your wardrobe. 25% of the population is tetrachromat.
You see more than 39 color nuances: come on, you are making up things! there are only 39 different colors in the test and probably only 35 are properly translated by your computer screen anyway :)
It is highly probable that people who have an additional 4th cone do not get tricked by blue/black or white/gold dresses, no matter the background light ;)
(x)I see 21 colors. I had no idea there are so many more.
I see 35-39 colours, and I hate the colour yellow. That was actually what made me curious enough to stop scrolling and count. Who knew there was a scientific reason behind my colour preferences?
So the idea here is that what I see as annoyingly, garishly bright, most people don’t see as clearly, and that’s why it’s “cheerful?” (I’ve never understood that description of yellow.)I barely saw 18 or 19. Dang :/
Im fucking colorblind
Thanks I saw 39, can we delete the color yellow from existence? It’s like looking directly at the sun I think the only time I ever use yellow in art is when it’s closer to orange or closer to white.
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Hey everyone. Just wanted to say that I’m aware of how I may have come across in the last year. I haven’t really opened up about why but here’s my chance. Basically I was groped. By Muslims. Near school and the school did nothing apart from reprimand me for my school uniform. As you can see, I held a lot of resentment for Muslims and immigrants. Since then I’ve expressed how I’ve felt and put bluntly I was racist. I’ve spent time with other Muslims who are actually great friends now and I see that anger has clouded my view. I’d like to firstly apologise to the black and Muslim community for my behaviour and during these trying times with the pandemic, any of you that need help or provisions and live in the Munich area my family will help. Thank you for taking the time to read this and I hope we can rebuild the bridges that racism burned down ❤️
OCs I’ve been drawing nonstop these past months, part 9
feat@unclemimibagsand @novanoah’s OCs, Sung-ho, Mi-sook and Mira
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“Eyes up here, pet”
Ok no, im sorry …
I’ve been reading a lot of fics about her so now my brain is a big gay mess
“And I hope that the love you’re searching for feels like the first ray of sun hitting your face.”
- g.d (the sun)
“Why should I settle for mediocre when I know I’m worthy of exceptional.”
- g.d. (settling)
“And she looked at the moon and asked if this was how life was supposed to be. If it was supposed to be hard and tiring. The moon smiled at the young girl wistfully and sighed. She knew that everything was wrong and she couldn’t fix it except listen to her woes and show up for her almost everyday. She was let down by everyone and would be let down by her as well. But at least she’d see the little stars she’d leave behind to be there for her constantly. It wasn’t enough but she hoped she’d realize that those who cared would always stay or leave things about themselves behind to be remembered by. And that they were never truly gone. And for that moment she shone a little brighter and stayed a little longer to listen to her woes before she disappeared for another day.”
-g.d. (moon and stars)
“If you drown, allow yourself to feel the depth of the ocean. And then resurface when you know that’s the deepest you can ever go. And promise to never to go beyond that.”
- g.d (but it’s okay if you do)
“and moments like today remind me that the monsters continue to live inside my head, even if they’ve been silent for too long.”
- g.d (it’s never ending)
“And this is to my mom. Ma, you deserve the world that you dreamed of giving me. You deserve the love you’ve showered me with and times infinity. You deserve everything you were robbed off, you deserve the stars and moons that you were told that you were not worthy of. Ma, you deserve everything the world did not give you. You deserve the world and I am sorry if I or the world ever made you that you deserved less than that. Everything that I am right now and everything I will be is because you were there every step of the way. And today I want to say you are worthy of so much and I am sorry if you ever thought you weren’t. You deserve everything and I will try my best to make sure you know that. And all the ‘I love you’ will fall short in comparison to everything you’ve done but I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you.”
g.d. (ma)
Hello, My Lovelies! ♥
I need to apologize for my odd hiatuses and I feel like it’s high time that I should be honest with you all as to why I’ve been so flighty. Truthfully, the past year and a half has been just about the worst time in my life and I’ve had a really hard time admitting that to myself. I went back and forth about whether or not I should even make this post due to how deeply personal this is going to be but you all deserve my honesty because you’ve been nothing but lovely and supportive.
So, in the past year and a half health has been one of the largest contributing factors to my strange and drawn out hiatuses; and not just my own health (my struggles with my autoimmune disorder and frequent illness). In the past 2 years, I lost my Grandfather Bruno, to a combination of Colon Cancer, Dementia, and Surgery Complications. My Grandfather was a huge part of my life especially when I was younger but with his growing Dementia and as my grandfather progressed toward the end of his life; he could no longer remember who I was. In my heart, I know that he loved me and that he’s in a better place now but as selfish as it might be it doesn’t lessen the pain. I still look at old photos of him and think back on old memories of him and it still brings me to tears. Not long before my grandfather passed my Uncle Jeryk, had a stroke and fell into a comma; unable to be there when his own father passed. Now, my Uncle Jeryk lost his sight before I was born, due to diabetic complications, and though he never saw my face he always said that he could tell how beautiful and special I was just by the sound of my voice. He was such a good man that was kind to everyone he met and he deserved everything that life had to offer; and deserved more time on this earth than he was given. Less than a year on Life Support and my uncle experienced sudden complications, in which his body stopped producing RBCs and transfusions couldn’t save him in time. In a year and a half, that was the second family member that I had to say goodbye to and buried long before I was ready to. The loss and suffering didn’t stop there for me because just a month ago my Uncle Joe suddenly passed away from pancreatic cancer, but his passing was so sudden that it left my entire family heartbroken and shell shocked. Not because we didn’t know that his passing was an inevitability but because it happened far sooner than it should have. To lose anyone is hard but when you think and pray that you’ll have more time with them it makes their passing that much harder.
Similarly, my uncle Johnathan who previously had a run in with Brain Cancer 10 years ago found out that his Cancer had returned but this time it metastasized to other parts of his body and the cancer centralized in his brain progressed to Stage 4. When he had his first run in with Cancer it seemed benign and that everything would be okay. But now he’s dealing with the news that any moment could his last. He’s still undergoing treatment but with the severity of his case we don’t know how much time he has left with us. The alarming rate of Cancer cases developing amongst my family has me worried to no end but it hasn’t slowed down. My Great Uncle “Manny”, Manuel, who I consider to be more of a grandfather to me was also diagnosed with Colon Cancer and recently my family found out that he definitively has but a few months left to live. And more recently, my uncle Antonio was diagnosed with a form of Cancer that seems to be more aggressively metastasizing to other parts of his body (lungs, spine, etc.)
Unfortunately, my worries haven’t ended yet, this past October, my dad was in a terrible three car collision and was rushed to the hospital. There my family found out that he had a few broken bones in his face, a TBI, Liver damage, and my father discovered he had Type II Diabetes. I thank God everyday that my dad pulled through that accident, but my dad was subsequently fired from his job about 1 ½ months after this accident. My father was out of work for over 4 months and with my mother being ill and disabled; my brother and I suddenly became the main sources of income for our family of 4. My job can’t offer me full-time work so I’ve been working as many hours as I possibly can to make sure that my family stays afloat; going so far as to take a semester off of school. And even so, I still sometimes struggle to make ends meet. Between my dad’s medical bills, medications, utilities, food, and every other bill under the sun I feel like lately I’m drowning.
Recently my father found a minimum wage job until he can find something better but so far nothing has come along. Although, don’t get me wrong I’m beyond thankful that he has this job because it has taken some financial burden off my family’s shoulders. With everything that has been happening I’ve never felt so lost in my life and my depression and anxiety have been keeping me from doing the things that I love; like writing for you guys and honestly I miss it dearly. With that being said, I want to dive head first back into writing and posting content which I will resume very soon. I hate to ask this but if you guys enjoy my writing and would like to I would ask that you consider supporting me on ko-fi if you can/want to.
Just know that I will get through this and I’m beginning to heal. I appreciate all of the support that you’ve all continued to show me and I’m definitely here to stay. Expect a story to be posted either tomorrow or Wednesday (maybe even tonight… we’ll see).
I love you guys,
Ash (video-game-imagines)
cute names to call your significant other :)
- Ultros
- Omega Susan
- Phyllis the Unconquerable
- Indominable Pam
- Pam, the Existence Eater
- Ruin
- Pam, Who Death Forgot
- HOPELESSNESS
- LOOK OUT ITS PAM
- The Final Pam
Pam the Cartographer
(This one needs SOME explanation I guess?)
Cartographers often work to make a maP.
Pam the Cartographer… She’s got your body mapped?
[October] I played SDBH and loved it
Based on this real story from my own experience:
I’ve decided to sell some of my art on Redbubble so I can make a little extra money because starting August I will go back to school and so I won’t have a job anymore and will be living on student loans. :’’)
I will still update my blog and draw in my free times of course! I am also taking requests or ideas so do not hesitate to ask. I might have to turn down some ideas thought because I won’t have a lot of time but know that I always like to receive requests (even tho im slow af).
You can encourage me here!
Thank you for your understanding and patience, I love y’all (ؑᵒᵕؑ̇ᵒ)◞✧
The apocalypse: *is about to come*
Reggie:
