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“What? Like, a disabled protagonist? How would that even work? How could someone with a disability be the hero in an action show?” local anime trash boy wonders while sitting next to his box sets of Full Metal Alchemist, showing no hint of irony or self awareness.
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When I was pregnant, I got this big pain in the back of my neck that wouldn't go away -- it lasted for HOURS, all through the night, I couldn't sleep at all, couldn't lie down even, but I didn't think too much of it, because who equates neck pain with anything wrong with a pregnancy? Finally at around 5 am pain started up in my abdomen as well, and I got my husband to take me to the ER. I had a very serious pregnancy complication called HELLP syndrome, which resulted in an emergency c-section and 8 day hospital stay for me, including time in the ICU, but both my baby and I were alright in the end. I found out weeks later at a follow-up appointment that the pain was caused by my swollen liver pressing up against my diaphragm, which apparently is connected to a nerve in my neck. Still ...
My Nana, whom I loved so much, and raised me like one of her own (Mom had been very young when she had me), had passed about a year before my pregnancy. As illogical as it may seem, I swear she was the one "pinching" my neck to get me to go to the hospital. My husband still calls the pain the "Nana pinch" to this day, 8 years later.
Why don't I hear more about undead beings coming back to warn people? It's always zombies wanting to drag people down to join them in the grave, ghosts seeking vengeance, spirits trying to chase people out of their domains - but if you died horribly and were left rattling around some spooky mansion for eternity, wouldn't you want to stop people from blundering into the same death you had?
You feel a cold breath on your neck as you get in the car. It won't leave until you fasten your seatbelt. An unseen force catches your foot as you pass the fourth step every time you walk up the stairs. During a renovation, you find out the wood is rotten. You can never find a pack of cigarettes - even ones guests bring disappear from their pockets and are found weeks later on the lawn, empty. Your daughter is giggling and laughing at something unseen, chasing after it away from the cliffside on your family hike. You don't know why, but you feel compelled to leave a spare hairband and some stickers on a picnic table as you leave the park. Tribute? A thank you? The items are gone by next time you visit, and you swear a happy child's hum follows you home on the breeze.
...More preventative hauntings. It just makes sense.
#ghosts#I'm usually of a very scientific mindset#but I still wonder about this particular incident ...
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My contribution to the ThrawnRarePairs 2024 challenge :P
Some soft/sad Faro'lani in orbit over Peridea before the Thraro'lani reunion next chapter :)
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the very rare phenomenon of a volcano producing vapor rings/volcanic vortex rings. Mount Etna today (April 5, 2024) by Boris Behncke
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EU-style Thrawn
#grand admiral thrawn#mitth'raw'nuruodo#Legends Thrawn#he's got a look like “someone please get me out of this!”#I don't blame him
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You've heard of Earth is space australia now get ready for: Earth is the space Amazon Rainforest. Aliens land on Earth and they are losing their goddamn minds because every square inch of the ground is absolutely PACKED with life like there are hundreds of species just in this one site, there are winged animals flying through the sky and multiple colonies of sophisticated social insects just in the shadow of their ship, this ONE ROCK is covered in MULTIPLE SPECIES OF ORGANISMS that are themselves MULTIPLE ORGANISMS LIVING SYMBIOTICALLY, the tall, woody autotrophs look so different from each other because they're...holy shit that's like 5, 6, 7???? different species on this one site???
they start talking to a human and the human is like "haha yeah that's a crow!" and the alien researcher is like "you called it a 'bird' earlier, is that a different name?" and the human is like "oh a crow is just one species of bird, there's like, 10 others out there"
"On this planet?"
"No, in the back yard right now."
#Earth life#biodiversity#what if we really are the outliers in the galaxy?#makes protecting this planet even more important
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#grand admiral thrawn#love the lighting effect here#would look even better if his eyes were Legends!red though
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Flashback Friday: Originally posted March 29th, 2020
My mind is a cavalcade of random information, most of which will never be helpful in my day to day life.
And yes, I know, in the original myth Zeus is Zagreus' father. In more modern depictions though (like in the game Hades) Hades is his father.
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don't read into this statement too much because it's a vague theory of existence from my own perspective but it's WILD how people can genuinely think autism is a modern thing that is "increasing" in response to some toxin or social contagion or some shit
My guy if autistic people were as "rare" as they supposedly were in the 70's we wouldn't be having this conversation. society as we know it wouldn't exist. we would have barely developed tool use by now
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✨️ calling all Star Wars fans ✨️
Hello there tumblr!
While we Star Wars fans are anxiously waiting for the bad batch finale, I could use your help! In fact...
I am currently in the process of writing my master's thesis. My research is about age & Star Wars characters. The research is trying to investigate whether there is a difference in fans of different ages liking or disliking certain characters that appear throughout Episodes 1-9. The survey takes about 5-10 minutes to complete, is completely anonymous, and you must be 18+ to participate.
It would be ✨️ wizard ✨️ if you could share it with your friends, parents, siblings, or any other Star Wars fans you might know! Or even just reblogging this post for others to discover here on Tumblr 😊
It would mean the world (or galaxy hehe) if you would fill it out. If you did THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU, ALWAYS! ✨️✨️✨️
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I've been ordered by my lord to escort his ladies to Edo.
I'm sorry, but without a permit, no lord or his retinue may leave Osaka Castle.
It is Lord Ishido's order.
You leave me no choice.
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Brotherly Art
alt. title: Love Is Stored In the Infodump
This is the first of a three part series on Thrawn's relationship to art. He's such a nerd, I love him so much.
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People who meet Thrawn often think he’s quiet. People who know him, at least for any length of time, often wish he was.
Thrass understands the complaint, but he doesn’t share it. When his brother gets onto certain topics, the stiff poise and awkward reserve melt away; his eyes shine with more than bioluminescence, and he lays out his opinions with the enthusiasm of a child and the earnestness of a professor. True, no one else can get a word in edgewise. But Thrass has spent enough time in university to appreciate the free dispersal of knowledge by someone passionate about the topic. And Thrawn rarely looks so alive, let alone happy. Thrass wants to see him happy.
“-but in 68 BCA, you start to see a shift in the assembly technique, as though the makers’ perspective on the physical possibilities of their craft has begun to shift. The history books say they didn’t have any contact with outsiders until at least 50 BCA, but I think we can see from the pottery alone that the date of first contact can be pushed back by almost a decade. It shows up in other artifacts, but it’s most clear here that their whole conception of their place in the universe underwent a seismic shift-” Thrawn looks up from the zoomed-in picture of a potshard on his questis and glances at Thrass. “This isn’t boring, is it?”
Someday, Thrass reflects, he’d like to meet whoever told Thrawn his interests were boring. There’ll be an assault charge, of course, but he’s fairly certain he can talk his way out of the worst of it. “Not at all. I like hearing what you think.” His own questis pings. “Delivery’s almost here.”
“Ok. I have to use the fresher anyway.” A look of urgency crosses Thrawn’s face and he practically vaults the couch on his way. Thrass shakes his head. Trust Thrawn to get so wrapped up in a topic he forgets to pee. Thrass gets up to clear the table for their meal and brings Thrawn’s questis with him. When he sets it down, the jolt causes the screen to switch back on. He blinks. Instead of the potshard, the screen is a solid, alarming blue.
“Thrawn, I think something is wrong with your questis.”
Thrawn emerges from the fresher, still drying his hands. Thrass hands him the device.
“It’s gone all blue. If I broke it, I’ll replace it-”
“Oh, no, it’s fine.” Thrawn breathes a visible sigh of relief. “That’s just the lock screen.”
“You set your lock screen to The Blue Screen of Death?” In fairness, it’s not the strangest thing his brother’s ever done. Thrawn shakes his head.
“It’s a painting by Cli’ure’akoio, one of her Color Studies. I’ve got downloads of all her older work, this one’s my favorite. Most people just see skin tone when they look at it, but a blue this saturated and even is really difficult to produce outside electronic media. And look how she applied it, it’s hard to tell here but there are no visible brushstrokes. That’s what makes this picture unique: she’s taken something absurdly simple and executed it so perfectly it’s like she’s daring people to say they could do the same thing, openly flexing on her critics-”
And just like that, he’s off on an extended explanation of the experimental paintings of Cli’ure’akoio.
Later, as Thrawn scrolls through his questis looking for a particular painting, Thrass peers over his shoulder. Most people’s image files are full of family members, tookas, or scantily clad individuals they deny any knowledge of; Thrawn’s is full of art downloads.
“Do you have any pictures you took yourself?”
“Oh, certainly.” He pauses on a blurry picture of a stack of duracrete slabs. “I took this at the sculpture festival last year. I usually stick to downloads, though. I don’t take very good pictures.”
Thrass shakes his head. “Have you ever thought about collecting any pieces yourself?”
Thrawn doesn’t look up from scrolling. “I don’t have the room; I live on a light cruiser. Besides, most of these cost more money than I’ll ever see.” There’s a wistfulness in his voice that only someone who knows him well would pick up on. An idea takes root in Thrass’s mind; he files it away for later.
Thrawn’s shore leave is over entirely too soon, in Thrass’s opinion. He hurries to the shuttle station to see him off, careful not to drop the package under his arm.
He spots his brother on the edge of a knot of CEDF personnel, waiting for the shuttle to blackdock. Thrawn stands outside the chattering conversations of his peers, hands behind his back, waiting his turn to contribute to the discussion. He turns when he sees Thrass approaching.
“I was worried you wouldn’t make it,” he says by way of greeting. Thrass envelops him in a hug.
“Had an appointment I had to keep. Besides, I have a going away present I have to give you.”
He takes the package from under his arm and presents it to Thrawn. By now the others have taken note and gathering around to watch.
“Open it.”
Thrawn strips the wrapping away and stares at the transparesteel case. Then he registers its contents and his mouth falls open. “You didn’t-”
“I told her what you said about her Color Studies. She says she’d be honored to have this piece in the hands of someone who can appreciate it.”
One of Thrawn’s peers looks over his shoulder at the painting. “I don’t get it.”
“It’s one of Cli’ure’akoio’s latest series, Studies In Color and Texture.” Thrawn looks like he’s tearing up. “Each tile is done in a different pigment and brush stroke.” He holds the painting in its case as though receiving a holy covenant. “This is for me?”
Thrass nods. “I had it mounted in a protective case. It’ll be as safe as anything on the ship- probably safer.”
Thrawn meets his eyes, a significant effort for him, Thrass knows. “I’ll treasure it forever.”
“It’s a good start to your collection.” A tone clangs over the loudspeakers, announcing the arrival of the shuttle. “There’s no time now. But when you get home, you’ll have to explain the series to me.”
Thrawn won’t be able to wait until his next shore leave, Thrass reflects as he waves goodbye. His next letter is likely to be several densely packed pages, expounding on the technical aspects and deeper meaning of the work of Cli’ure’akoio, fit more for a graduate level art history paper than a casual conversation.
Thrass can’t wait to read it.
#mitth'raw'nuruodo#mitth'ras'safis#Thrawn & Thrass#awwww! This was adorable!#I love it when Thrawn nerds out about art#too many fic writers neglect that aspect of him#Thrass is such a good brother
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Different versions of Kurt 💙
#X-men#Kurt Wagner#Nightcrawler#What can I say? I love blue people#loving him so much in X-Men '97!#He deserved to be in so many more episodes in the original cartoon
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Friends and foes...
her.
Also if you don't do things that spark joy and you're on the grind all the time, it's going to suck.
#admiral ar'alani#hydro's art#friend's art#this is so pretty!#traditional art#marker and pencil crayon
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Nuso Esva / Lord Odo in Choices of One p.1
(I like the small mention of Nuso casually grubbing on various foods.)
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History is on the move, Captain. Those who cannot keep up will be left behind, to watch from a distance. And those who stand in our way will not watch at all.
Star Wars: The Thrawn Trilogy (1991-1993) by Timothy Zahn
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just as much as a man can.
#lumiya#vergere#danni quee#mirta gev#jaina solo#mara jade#mon mothma#nen yim#tenel ka djo#leia organa#natasi daala#vestara khai#tahiri veila#alema rar#women of SW Legends#I'd love to redo this meme with my OCs and the other women of the Empire of the Hand#wish I could draw
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