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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Jinkies
Jeepers!
Zoinks!
Ruh roh!
My favorite part of this post is that it implies Fred is the one saying āFUCKā because we know who typically says the other 4 things
which makes sense as heās the one who actually legally owns it
Pink noctuid moth (no common name), Philareta treitschkei, Noctuidae
It is found in Turkey, the Caucasus, the Balkans, Iran and the Levant.
Photo 1 byĀ simonjpugh, 2 byĀ salimeh, and 3 byĀ ozgurkocak
You also purchase CDs once and as long as nothing happens to them you get to keep them forever.
and if you have a computer with a disc drive, you can move the content of those CDs onto it and then burn it onto future CDs. it doesn't even have to be the same album. you can make a playlist with physical media. you just have access to all of it, at your whim, with no unskippable ads being shoved in your ears. it's really nice!
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no pants im afraid
It's wild blueberry season in Sweden and I've been picking and eating my fill everyday from the forest behind my house! The entire forest floor is covered in wild blueberry bushes and the tangy taste is so cosmic, I had to paint them⨠Photos of the berries I picked!
Painting process~
āBut if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.ā
Beatrice Braun-Fock back cover illustration for 1959 "In the Wonder Garden, Part 1" by Ludwig Reinhardt.
(book from my private collection)
(source)
A Vulcan named Stork works at the Terran adoption agency. Parents always request that he be the one to deliver their child to them.
Itās years before anyone explains it to him.
People keep gifting him robes with long white birds on them.
The fun thing is he would understand why people were getting him outfits with storks on them. Thatās a word, itās his name, straightforward. All the humans get him the same gag gift, but like, theyāre putting effort in at least. This is a genuinely nice outfit. Stork will be a walking zero-effort pun sometimes, rather than waste a perfectly fine robe.
Itās fine. This is a readily comprehensible human illogic. Exactly the kind of thing he expected from moving to Earth.
Six years in he finds out about the stork bringing babies.
Stork has a good long meditation session about this myth, his name, his job, the outfits, the whole shebang (or whatever Vulcan concept is the equivalent).
And he decides heās honored by it, in a humanly illogical way.
The humans are asking him to do what is after all his job, and specifically requesting him for the joy his name brings them on top of an already agreeable and satisfying task. He has no objection to engendering positive emotions in others. Harm hastens the heat-death of the universe, Surak teaches, so happiness must logically slow it down.Ā
Plus, Vulcans of his generation loveĀ puns. There were two decades of punning competitions in colleges across the planet. So when he realizes that he isĀ a walking zero-effort pun, and that the humans alsoĀ love the pun, he is all for it. He is the Joe Cool of the entire Vulcan population in his city.Ā
And via this pun, the humans are including him in a cherished and traditional myth, by casting him as the literal bringer of life and the expander of families.Ā
Thereās no downside. Stork wears his robes, pins, keychains, and other bird-related tchotchkes with genuine pride.Ā
YES ITāS BACK ON MY DASH AT LAST
For real though working together with some human social workers, a Vulcan would be an excellent caretaker for children in an adoption center.
Child has a meltdown? Imagine Stork, perfectly calm and unbothered, approaching the kid and sayingĀ āYou appear quite upset, Eliza. If you would please allow me to relocate you to theĀ ābean-bag-chair,ā we can discuss the source of your distress.ā
A Vulcan educated in medicine and child psychology would be endlessly patient with a kid with behavioral issues. Stork wouldnāt get or upset or frustrated. After all, these are children with medical and psychological conditions. It would be illogical to blame the child or to not treat them with the appropriate care.
Even if the a little one was having a bad day or was just overtired, Stork wouldnāt get angry. He might even be a calming presence. Any new kids acting out would learn real quick that theyād have better luck trying to arm-wrestle a Klingon than get a rise out of Stork.
Not only that, Vulcans live much longer than humans. Imagine Stork looking virtually unchanged as decades pass. Kids heād helped years ago would turn up fully grown, maybe there to adopt their own kids, and run into Stork, looking almost exactly as they remember him.
And heād probably remember them too. āWelcome back, Eliza.ā
āā¦Harm hastens the heat-death of the universe, Surak teaches, so logically happiness must slow it downā¦ā
Will reblog every time it crosses my dash šš¾
star trek heritage post (November 14th, 2020)
Periodic reminder that the compiled tag I use on AO3 is āStork The Vulcan (fanon)ā and so far there are 6 fics featuring him:
Heed The Stork
Thereās Always A Chance and
Not Logical by MarlinSpirkHall (hi)
What Stork Brings by AfterIWake @mousedetective
One (1) Daily Shoulder Pat by Android_And_Ale @android-and-ale
Just This Once, Everybody Lives by @alternatefuturesao3
Various iterations of this thread ^ have also been bookmarked under the tag for future reference š
Panorama taken while rolling down a hill x
parallel universe
Pikachu who has eaten a lemon
Where from?
1998-1999-2000 era pikachu plushies, majorly play-by-play
Why do so many Japanese urban legends seem to involve a dialogue tree that you need to follow very carefully?
It's just the interactive element that seems characteristic. Like I hear a claim that, at some point, "everyone dreams of a village littered with blue corpses, and if they trip and fall then they will die in their sleep and become one of them" and ai just immediately know before I even check that, yes, this urban legend originated in Japan.
"Am I pretty?"
"I don't know, you're wearing a mask."
"How about now?"
"...I'd say you're a definite four--" (*remembers that four is bad luck in East Asia because it sounds like death*) "FIVE! I meant five! Definitely meant five!"
According to Wikipedia, that could actually work according to some versions of the legend
"You're kinda mid, tbh" or "I don't have time for questions" are both valid responses
Maybe chuck some Werther's Originals at her for safe measure