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Wanted to draw them!!!! it’s been a while since i rendered faces so it was good practice
(Across the Spider-Verse spoiler)
Yesterday I watched Spider-Man:Across The Multiverse (10/10). It was perfecto, beautiful, mwuah
But Im still mad the power went off halfway into the movie and had to wait 2 hours for the power to come back on.
But…..that meant I got to see Miguel’s lovable miserable face all over again MMM there was good outcome
the thing is like. i get that it's scary and makes people who do desire to get pregnant uncomfortable when we talk about the brutality and violence of pregnancy and the damage that pregnancy can do to your body
but you deserve to give informed consent to that process.
the lies around pregnancy - that it's inherently safe, that it doesn't do you permanent damage, that it's only extremely rare for people to die of pregnancy complications, etc like
all of these are lies constructed so that more people will get pregnant w/o knowing all that
there needs to be more talk about the impact of miscarriages and how common they are, how different abortion processes are and how accessible they are
but also like. talking about how pregnancy fucks your body up should not be taboo
this is a process that permanently changes most people's bodies, and that's even if the pregnancy doesn't do them like. severe illness or injury
and i just think everybody should have a right to KNOW that
bc to live in a society that intentionally obscures and hides facts about a completely optional and dangerous process does so for a reason, and that reason is based in a very sinister ideology that does not value bodily autonomy or informed consent
Daily Quotes.
So internet archive lost their lower court case. They're appealing, and have a good chance with the 2nd circuit, but they need help. Here's a link directly from one of their librarians for how you can help.
Glaze is out!
Tired of having your artwork used for AI training but find watermarks dismaying and ineffective?
Well check this out! Software that makes your Art look messed up to training AIs and unusable in a data set but nearly unchanged to human eyes.
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another jack in the box photo dump 🫶🫶
As someone who has an extreme phobia of death, I'm very glad that it's one of the main premises of the best movie of 2022
we need to destigmatize dropping out of college I am so serious. like dude if u realize that is Bad For You then you can just Leave. I am so fucking serious. just stop. there are other options and you don’t need to force yourself through shit you can’t do and go into debt. i promise you can just Not.
(For you)
May you tell us information about your OCs? Frankly I'm new to Star Wars and I like anything related to Kaleesh/Kaleesh Culture :p
Oh of course!
Inann'a kur Kummar
When Grievous was taken by Count Dooku, the role of khagan fell to Bentilais. Bentilais held onto this role until he was taken by Lord Sidious. For almost 20 years, there was no khagan, no izvoshra, and no planetary army of Kalee. The kolkpravis had scattered to the wind, returning to their homes on Kalee or colonizing the nearby planets of Tovarskl, Oben, and Abajji Minor. However, not long after Bentilais died, a new, unnamed female Kaleesh leader was believed to be the reincarnation of the legendary demigod Ronderu lij Kummar. (Fun fact, the unnamed female Kaleesh actually has a basis in the source material, I have simply given her some character).
Inann'a was born in 22 BBY to the kur tribe, a clan of Kaleesh jungle warriors known for fighting like demons. The kur tribe places a lot of emphasis on names and their meanings. They believe your first name represents your future and your path in life. Your tribe name represents your past, where you come from, your people. Your earned title represents your present, who you are, and why. Inann'a means Lovely Warrior, someone both beautiful and dangerous. Kur is one of the Kaleesh afterlives, somewhat comparable to hell. The name kur means "from hell", ie, demons. The tribe takes pride in this name, leaning into Kaleesh demonic imagery. They also have a habit of coating their weapons in the poison of a paralytic jungle flower. The name Kummar is actually Grendajuin in origin, as it was initially used to describe Qymaen jai Sheelal's twin demigod from the ice continent Ronderu lij Kummar. Inann'a loathes her title, as it isn't hers to begin with, and was mostly forced upon her. However, nobody listens to her because, c'mon, that's the reincarnation of the Kummar!
Inann'a's village was massacred by a wandering warlord and his horde, who slaughtered all of the warriors and took the remaining Kaleesh as slaves/concubines. Inann'a, who had suffered an injury hunting was resting and unable to help while the attack occurred. Over time, she learned that most of the horde simply tolerated their tarkhan, and fought for him out of necessity and convenience. Using this, she organized a rebellion, and dragged the tarkhan out of his bed one night and killed him in front of his warriors. The horde summarily dispersed, but Innan'a was left with about 300 or so warriors loyal to her, mostly the slaves, the tarkhan's various wives, and a good number of the horde. Over time, she has amassed a greater army than Kalee has ever seen, and is well on her way to making the Kaleesh a galactic force to be reckoned with.
Gharash'fa
Gharash'fa once had a true Kaleesh name, but it has been lost to the annals of history. Now he is only known as Gharash'fa, aka, Problem Dad.
Born in 55 BBY, he lived in a small fishing village on the coast of the Jenuwaa Sea. His village would often trade with a much larger livestock village upriver. Every year at the New Year's Festival, the two villages would merge into one to throw a huge celebration. It was at one of them that he met a girl. She was of a richer family than he, and was set to become the matriarch of her tribe when the time came. He, on the other hand, ran wild as a fisherman's son. (A bit of context: I headcanon that Kalee's ocean is way more biodiverse and alive than the land, and tends to be quite dangerous for the water-averse Kaleesh. Fishermen and sailors of all types are regarded as a fair bit crazy because they purposefully go out on the Great Blue Death). They were almost polar opposites, but they complimented each other perfectly. She taught him a bit more restraint and could soothe his wild streaks of emotion, while he gave her more excitement than her family thought was healthy. They'd often go out on his canoe and simply float, staring at the stars. They were in love.
Then the Huk arrived. They were called away to war. He was amongst the first to serve under Qymaen jai Sheelal. In 33 BBY, he was deployed to Abbaji Minor to fight the Huk there. His kamen was sent into an ambush unknowingly, and they were stranded. The Huk's reinforcements arrived and pushed the Kaleesh off the planet. They were helpless, deserted on an alien planet, with no hope of returning home. Over the years, disease, starvation, or losing the will to live dwindled the original group of 32 to him and one other. By 20 BBY, it was just him and one other. The pair was never told that the Huk War had ended, that the Huk had won, or that the planet had been returned to their greatest enemies. They spent years terrorizing the Yam'rii colonizers before his friend died of an infected wound. It was also during this time that Gharash'fa lost his left arm from just above the elbow down.
Despite the loss of his greatest comrade, he refused to give up the fight. If he stopped now, it would all have been for nothing. He had lost too much. Eventually, though, the Yam'rii enemies stopped appearing. He still saw them in the shadows, in the twitching of branches, in the canopy as the wind rustled the leaves, but they weren't there. It was as if they had simply dropped off the face of the earth. In reality, the year was 3 BBY and the Yam'rii had returned to their home planet of Huk to defend against the Empire. It took another 3 years before he was found by a group of rebels looking for a place to hide. The fact that the planet was seemingly only inhabited by one large, angry, borderline-senile lizard man with one arm did nothing to deter them. Their pilot, a young Kaleesh woman, recognized the Yam'rii scars on his chest, arms, and face, and asked how long he had been fighting the Huk. Almost immediately, they began to swap war stories.
Now, Gharash'fa fights for the Rebellion. Even one-handed, he fights better than any stormtrooper. His time on Abbaji Minor has scarred him, mentally and physically, and he's still incredibly jumpy. Despite this, he's as quiet as death and prefers to use sign language. The young Kaleesh woman had been orphaned by the Empire, and he never had any kids, so they've become a family unto themselves. As for the girl he loved on Kalee? They say when she returned, she became a reclusive hermit, living alone in the woods. Nobody has seen or heard from her since.
Nanulak kan K'ush
Nanulak is my newest OC and the one I've got the least solid backstory for. I'm still trying to decide whether I want him around during the High Republic era or the Sequel Era.
Nanulak is a Kaleesh bounty hunter from Grendaju. He has been exiled from Grendaju for the crime of patricide and has taken up bounty hunting to make ends meet. He lives by a strict code of honor dependent on proving his strength and capabilities. He travels the galaxy, only taking jobs that could prove a challenge for him. His reputation is of a cold-blooded animal, relentless in his icy fury. He sees everything as a game and conducts himself not as a hunter of men, but as a predator. Think Kraven the Hunter, or the Yautja from the Predator series. He dislikes blasters as a rule, instead preferring to use his slugthrower rifle or any manner of melee weaponry. His skull mask is made out of the skull of a karabbac.
(For Qymaen Jai Sheelal)
May you show and teach me your ways of living? Kaleesh culture sounds fascinating
"I would gladly show you our ways! Anyone who proves to be a competent warrior will always have a seat at our tables, in the halls of our ancestors." The warlord paused for a moment, considering where to begin.
"There are three things we hold dear, the Kaleesh. At least, where I come from. Ronderu sees things a bit differently than I, and that great purple gargoyle Sk'ar is married to the concept of money. They are," and he held up one finger, "the clan. The family is the highest priority. All else comes second. The second," he said, holding up another finger, "is war. It is a great honor to die in battle, the flame of passion in your heart. War and competition have driven us since our earliest days, and saved us when the Huk invaded. Spite is indeed the most excellent motivator. The third," he said, sticking out his second thumb, "is the dead. The dead have great meaning to us, as they become gods. A Kaleesh home will oft have one or more shrines dedicated to the deceased family members, where one prays to the ancestors for luck, courage, and happiness. Spurning the ancestors will invite retaliation, and only a fool would anger the gods."
"There are also a great many things that hold importance to Kaleesh, but I have found these three things across Kalee. We are wired for love and war, it seems, and I pity any who would stand in the way of that."
The Huntress
I was juking the Huntress' clutches and axes so much that her dead dad came back from the dead as a poltergeist to help his murderous daughter catch my fat ass. She reacted like a child receiving a Christmas gift when she saw me dangling mid-air by the back of my shirt. She thanked her dad before taking me to a moldy stained table and cracking my skull open with a hatchet :)
Somebody once told me-
I just dreamt that Gabriel was chasing me through a marshy swamp all night until he turned to stone when the sunlight touched him.
My Mandela Catalog HC
Type 4 Alternates;
TULPA appear in the background of a reflection when their victim is checking their appearance. The victim will whip their head around in fear, checking behind themselves and rushing out the bathroom in a panic. Alternates are bad enough it's no question people will go crazier if one appeared right in their mirror taunting them with unwanted words, all darkly smiling. Not only is MAD diagnosed but they'll develop Spectrophobia (Fear of mirrors) caused by anxiety and paranoia. This will only make their survival chances plummet to the ground. Life will only get harder; hearing voices, faces popping in every reflection from a car rear view mirror to a simple puddle, constantly being haunted with nobody daring to help, the police officials you can forget, shattering mirrors won't help it'll only create tinier TULPA Alternate fragments and more voices, they'll be too scared to look in the mirror fearing the TULPA Alternates and twisting their reflection into such inhuman monstrous structure no one should ever see, an endless torture that ends with the victim ending their own life.
Now, a mirror by definition is:
"A reflective surface, now typically of glass coated with a metal amalgam, that reflects a clear image"
Anything that produces a reflection is a easy realm TULPA Alternates enter to spread M.A.D quicker and conventionally, just like The Intruder uses technology to kidnap hundreds of children faster to pace up the s****** rates. Note that these Type 4 TULPA Alternates are a recent threat beginning to appear, encounters starting off as small ripples only getting bigger and spreading wide all over Mandela County and beyond. This war between Humanity and Alternates will only get harder and trickier to survive. Mirrors are used in everyday life and reflections are everywhere. There is nowhere to escape.
The Intruder: First encounter
BEST GIRL BEST GIRL
For my favorite 'best girl' on Valentines...
bonus comic
when cool people follow back on tumblr
This wasn’t intentional I swear-
