Muratami Yutaka

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I see your 'Armitage never went back to Arkanis' and raise you 'Armitage had the opportunity to go back to Arkanis on some Order assignment, but he delegated it to someone else, saying he was too busy, when in reality he couldn't face up to going back'
In my head cannon, Brendol told 5 year old Armitage that the New Republic killed his mother in the bombardment of Arkanis. He told him every day that the people who stole their lives, destroyed their home, and killed his mother are the same people responsible for chasing them into the Unknown Regions. That if they stop, the New Republic hunters will kill them just like his mother.
So the scared little boy was fed horror stories about their enemies every day by a father who hated him. Nevermind that the true story was Armitage's mother was ABANDONED because she served no value to the remnant. That she was ordered left behind and Brendol didn't lift a finger to fight it.
No. Little Armitage was fed lies and hatred until he was sick with it. We get to see that boy grown up into the man screaming about the end of the New Republic in a unhinged speech before giving the order to fire and destroy the Hosnian system.
He's still a scared little boy inside, playing soldier, avenging his dead mother, and nobody alive can see it because most everyone who knew that little boy is dead, some of them by his hands.
He can't go back to Arkanis. He believes his mother is dead. The image of her blood spilled on the steps of the academy is burned into his mind. He always had an active imagination (read the novelizations, its clear he does) and his father used that to plant those images. Hell never set foot on that planet as long as he lives because as irrational as he knows it is, the scared little boy in him still imagines her blood running down the stairs and he's terrified that he'll see it.
Since hux was kind to a kid in one of the novelizations, do you think he is actually fond of kids and may want to have kids? Or is he too focused on the first order/doesn’t want any due to his own childhood?
Thank you, anon, for this opportunity to blather. I’ve broken your ask down into two distinct questions, for the sake of organizing my thoughts:
How does Hux relate to children?
Does Hux want children of his own?
Let’s dive in.
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Listen here friendo I didn’t sit through a year of organic chemistry for you to come into my house and call a carboxylic acid a saturated fatty acid you respect that hexadecanoic acid
And I didnt get a degree in biochemistry to hear you say that carboxylic acids with aliphatic chains arent fatty acids. That hexadecanoic acid IS a saturated fatty acid!
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Op I have to let you know that this artwork single-handedly made me go read the manga (I’m about halfway through as of now so don’t spoil anything!) and I’ve never read manga before or anything. Until yesterday I did not know what Witch Hat Atelier was. This is was done so beautifully I needed to find out where it was from.
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Iness Rychlik ~ Victorian Erotica with Subtle Cruelty
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Iness Rychlik is a Polish-born photographer and filmmaker with a particular interest in historical drama. Despite her severe myopia, she has been dedicated to visual storytelling for over a decade. Rychlik’s still images are published on book covers worldwide. More recently, her focus has expanded from portraiture to dark feminine erotica. Iness is fascinated by the idea of conveying sexuality and cruelty in a subtle evocative way. Her conceptual work provokes the viewer’s imagination, rather than satisfy it.
A quick personal update: things are absolutely terrible for now :( My neighborhood keeps being bombed, and the bombings are nearly daily. I can't live, I can't breathe, I hit the critical stage where I'm unable to even read or watch something. I start, but I instantly grow distracted, anxious, and indifferent. Waiting for things to get better or to adjust to this new, even more terrifying reality.
Came across this video. Just one example of many daily similar ones in Ukraine.
Hux in leyendecker style :)
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jsem tak kurevsky rada ze jsem stihla zachytit tento poklad protoze realne uz odpoledne to tam nebylo
English translation: OP's words: I'm so fucking glad I got to capture this in time cause fr by afternoon it was already gone Large laminated note: "I ASK OF WHO UNLAWFULLY OCCUPIED THE BASEMENT ROOM, WHICH BELONGS TO APARTMENT №11, THAT THEY FREE IT BY 31.7.20026 IF THEY DO NOT DO SO, THE APARTMENT WILL BE CLEARED OUT IN COMPANY OF CITY POLICE" Handwritten response in sharpie under date: "oh then I've still got plenty of time"