#bebionic

[johnny-chaos]

hey ppl who draw post-canon gordon w a prosthetic . go to your browser of choice and search “bebionic arm prosthetic” or “below elbow prosthetic”. try to avoid resources that are sensationalized or presented as novelties please? focus on material with real people who use them every day . search for arm prosthesis demo videos and tips on how to use them or tips for living with a below-elbow amputation in general. i promise it’s more interesting than an all-metal hand that works exactly like a flesh one and isn’t even attached to the nub <3

here’s the dos and donts of the bebionic, and someone comparing multiple prosthetic hands, and someone trying different (above elbow) prostheses, and here’s a way they’re made (a lotta this is candid footage jsyk, but it shows how they move and are used)

for reference, there’s three main types, and thats body-powered/mechanical, myoelectric (the kind with nerve sensors) (note commercial ones can’t feel!), and passive/cosmetic (has no/little movement). they’re usually made of soft plastic, lightweight titanium, and silicone

now go be free <3

[citadel0fdreams]

Disability & Cybernetics Popularity Amongst Mixed Ability Anime Fans

By DeepSeek

The excitement among disabled animation/anime fans about real-life cybernetics stems from a powerful convergence of functional liberation, cultural representation, and identity reclamation. This enthusiasm is deeply rooted in both the aspirational narratives of cyberpunk media and tangible technological advances, reflecting a desire to transcend physical limitations and societal stigmatization.

Below is a detailed exploration of the key drivers behind this phenomenon:

⚙️ 1. Functional Liberation Through Augmentation

Anime and cyberpunk narratives frequently depict cybernetics as tools for overcoming physical constraints—a theme that resonates profoundly with disabled audiences. Real-world examples validate this promise:

Sensory Expansion: Neil Harbisson’s "eyeborg" antenna translates color frequencies into sound vibrations, allowing him to "hear" colors and even perceive infrared/ultraviolet light. For those with sensory disabilities, this mirrors anime tropes like enhanced perception in Ghost in the Shell.

Mobility Restoration: Advanced prosthetics like the LUKE Arm (a mind-controlled limb with tactile feedback) and bebionic hands (capable of delicate tasks like holding an egg) demonstrate real-world parallels to characters like Cyberpunk: Edgerunners’ David Martinez, whose Sandevistan implant grants superhuman reflexes. These technologies symbolize not just rehabilitation but enhancement, offering hope for capabilities beyond typical human limits.

🌌 2. Cultural Resonance with Anime Narratives

Cyberpunk anime provides a framework for interpreting disability and augmentation, transforming isolation into empowerment:

Identity Affirmation: Characters like Motoko Kusanagi (Ghost in the Shell) or Alita (Battle Angel Alita) navigate cyborg identities that challenge the binary of "able" vs. "disabled." Their struggles mirror real-life experiences of bodily alienation, making cybernetics a metaphor for self-reconstruction.

Subverting Tropes: While some anime (e.g., Cyberpunk: Edgerunners) depict "cyberpsychosis" as a loss of humanity, disabled fans often reinterpret these narratives. For them, cybernetics represent agency—countering real-world infantilization by portraying augmented characters as resilient and complex.

Community Lexicon: Terms like "edgerunner" or "netrunner" from anime provide shared language for discussing real-world assistive tech, fostering solidarity among disabled fans.

🔄 3. Identity Reclamation and Cyborg Theory

Donna Haraway’s "A Cyborg Manifesto" argues that hybridity dismantles oppressive binaries (natural/artificial, able/disabled). Disabled fans embrace this philosophy:

Challenging "Normalcy": Cyborg theory frames disability not as deficiency but as a site of innovation. For example, artist Neil Harbisson declares, "I feel like I am technology" , echoing anime protagonists who integrate augmentations into their self-concept.

Transhumanism as Inclusion: Movements like transhumanism advocate for cybernetic enhancements to transcend biological constraints—aligning with disabled communities’ goals for equitable access to body-modifying tech.

⚖️ 4. Social Empowerment and Advocacy

Excitement about cybernetics is intertwined with activism for disability rights:

Visibility and Legitimacy: Harbisson’s legal battle to recognize his antenna in a passport photo (making him the first "legally recognized cyborg") parallels disabled fans’ demands for societal acceptance.

Addressing Inequalities: Projects like the Cyborg Foundation aim to democratize augmentation, countering critiques that cybernetics would create an "über-species" accessible only to the wealthy.

Art as Protest: Disabled artists use cyberpunk aesthetics to critique medical stigma—e.g., prosthetics designed with neon lights or intricate patterns, rejecting "invisibility".

⚠️ 5. Critical Hope and Ethical Engagement

Excitement coexists with nuanced awareness of risks:

Rejecting "Cyberpsychosis" Stereotypes: Disabled fans often critique tropes linking cybernetics to dehumanization (e.g., Cyberpunk 2077’s cyberpsychosis) as ableist, advocating instead for stories where augmentation enhances empathy.

Demanding Equity: Concerns about corporate control (e.g., hacking vulnerabilities in neural implants) are met with calls for ethical guidelines prioritizing user consent—inspired by anime narratives like Psycho-Pass.

Table: Key Anime Cybernetic Tropes vs. Real-World InspirationsAnime TropeReal-World CorrelateSignificance for Disabled FansSensory Augmentation (Ghost in the Shell)Neil Harbisson’s color-to-sound antenna Expands perception beyond biological limits.Mobility/Strength Enhancers (Edgerunners)Bebionic hand (45kg grip) Restores autonomy in daily tasks.Identity Hybridity (Alita: Battle Angel)Cyborg Foundation’s "Design Yourself" ethos Frames disability as a site of innovation.

💎 Conclusion

For disabled anime fans, real-life cybernetics represent more than technology—they embody a future where disability is not "fixed" but reimagined. This excitement is fueled by anime’s visionary storytelling, which provides a lexicon and framework for asserting agency over one’s body. As these technologies evolve, they hold the potential to transform societal narratives from stigma to empowerment, ensuring that the next generation of augmentations is shaped by the communities they aim to serve. As Carey Born, director of Cyborg: A Documentary, cautions: "If it’s all in the hands of a particular few individuals... that is not a democratic process" —a rallying cry for inclusive innovation.

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A Logo on a Prosthesis Is Like a Tattoo You Didn't Ask For

https://www.theatlantic.com/health/archive/2024/08/prosthetic-limb-branding-bebionic/679461/

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[weixuldo]

unconditionally// ch 21

anakin x f!reader

(A/N: the first 1/2 of the LAST chapter!!! and let me just say it’s a looong one, sorry again for the wait! but im still dedicated to writing! it’ll pick up again in summer heheh hope you enjoy and there r more notes at the end!!)

and with this ring… i give myself to you

warnings: swearing, anxious thoughts, amputation recovery, emotionally draining?

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6 Months Later…

The cool autumn air shook the beautifully colored leaves from the trees as you pulled into the parking lot of Anakin’s physical therapy center; just in time to pick him up. 

After graduation you ended up moving in with him and the kids, to which they were delighted to have you with them every day.

Honestly, not much changed since you two were basically already living with each other before your argument in the winter.

Though, his attitude towards you became more gentle and caring than you could possibly imagine. He spoke to you and valued your opinions more than ever and when the rare disagreement would happen, the two of you would sit down and seriously talk through the issue giving both of your perspectives. 

Your relationship with the kids also strengthened; now they saw you as part of the family (even though you were not yet married to their father).

During the summer, since the kids were off for break, you would go on little day trips with them while Anakin went to therapy.

Anakin’s therapy had been going quite well; he was able to stand without assistance and walk to the end of the strip holding onto the bars. His main goal was to walk you down the aisle at your wedding, but that was dented when he had to get unexpected surgery on his hip.

Since one of his stumps was a little longer than the other, he had been relying too much on his right leg when doing physio. So his hip was buckling from the inordinate amount of pressure being put on it.

His surgery was a minor one, just reinforcing his hip bone and adding a few screws in to hold it in place, but it still set his progress back.

The swish of the automatic doors blew a soft burst of air into your face as you entered the facility. You looked around the waiting room for your fiance but surprisingly, he wasn’t there yet. 

That's odd.

Just as you were beginning to take a seat, you heard his voice thanking his therapist for the session.

He guided his chair with his bebionic hand and smiled at the staff as he passed. His white t-shirt was pretty sweaty and some of his sandy locks were sticking to his forehead. 

“Ani” you called as you watched him survey the room in search of you.

His eyes met yours, he smiled, and headed towards your direction. Once he was by your side he offered a sweet smile and brushed your arm with his hand. 

“Hi babe, how was your session?” you asked as the two of you headed to the car.

“It went well, I’m almost to my next milestone” he said.

You congratulated him with a kiss on the forehead and the two of you continued home. 

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In the weeks leading up to your wedding, the house had been a little bit of a mess; planners, papers, decorations, and other random designs floating around all surfaces of the house. 

Not to mention the new addition to your small family, Anakin’s new service dog, “R2”.

Originally he didn’t really want a service dog because he thought it would be too much work, but once he met the blue merle border collie candidate, he couldn’t resist.

The young dog was energetic, yet reserved; he enjoyed playing with the kids when he was “off duty”. But as soon as his red vest went on, he was in full service mode. 

Anakin named the dog after the last letter and digit of the license plate of the car he had his accident in; he wanted to give the dog a meaningful name that gently reminded him of all he had been through.

R2’s tasks were mainly retrieving Anakin supplies or picking up things when they would slip through his hands. He also would help Anakin through panic attacks and alert him if anything was wrong.

In the past months, R2 had been comforting Anakin during his phantom pains and would help you comfort Ani after a nightmare by nuzzling his snout into Anakin’s lap.

Currently, Anakin was showering, R2 was taking a nap, the kids were playing upstairs, and you were getting your overnight bag ready to go to Ahsoka’s. The long awaited day was tomorrow, you were finally going to marry Anakin.

The two of you decided you wanted to do a little bit of a traditional wedding and not see each other ‘til the wedding, so Ben was staying over with Anakin and Luke, while you and Leia were heading to Ahsoka’s. 

The sound of the shower finally turned off and you moved towards your room with a smile. The warm steam seeped out from under the bathroom door as you approached it, with a gentle knock you opened the door. 

There Anakin was in his chair, towel draped over his shoulders and his damp hair, flopped over his forehead. He sported a custom waterproof arm specifically for the shower and dabbed his face with the towel as he met your soft eyes. 

“Hello beautiful” he addressed as he finished drying off. 

“Hey handsome” you smiled, before leaning down to kiss him. 

“Ben should be here any minute, so i’m going to head out with Leia soon, so I just wanted to come say bye to you one last time before tomorrow” 

He took a moment to study your face before speaking again, “Y/N, I’m so excited for you to be my wife tomorrow, you truly don’t know how much I’ve longed for this moment” 

“I think I do, Ani” you smiled back, giving him a peck on the cheek. 

He sighed and drew you in for one last sweet kiss before Ben rang the doorbell; your cue to head out. 

You rested your forehead on Anains before kissing his cheek, “Until tomorrow, my love”.

He held your hand to his lips and kissed once more, “I’ll be waiting for you”.

With a smile you parted ways, greeted Ben, and headed to the car with Leia.

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A sweet aroma of cinnamon and cedar filled your senses as you entered Ahsoka’s house. She had been burning incense to provide good luck and fortune for your big day tomorrow. 

“Hey, Sky gal! Are you ready for tomorrow?” she asked happily as she drew you into a big hug.

You laughed and held her tightly, “Yes, I cannot wait” 

“That’s the spirit!” she quipped before crouching down to Leia’s level, “And you my dear, are you ready to be the best flower girl?”

Leia giggled and nodded ambitiously, “I’m so excited for Y/N to be my mommy” she smiled.

A mother…

You never really thought too much into how your relationship with the kids would change, technically, yes, you would be their stepmother.

But recently, it hadn’t hit you that they saw you as a maternal figure. Of course you cared for the kids more than anything, but it was an odd feeling to hear them refer to you as their mother. 

All the same, you responded to the brown haired girl with a calming voice, “I'm excited too”. 

Ahsoka and you sorted out some last minute venue things as Leia got into bed; once she was asleep you and Ahoka began the luxurious self care routine she had planned. You started with face masks and exfoliants, followed by moisturizers and toners. 

Everything was right in the world as the two of you sat on her king-sized bed in fluffy bath robes, watching random movies, and snacking on chocolate covered strawberries she had made earlier that day. Once you were thoroughly relaxed and your hunger satisfied, you headed off to bed.

You thanked Ahsoka once more and entered the guest room. Across the small room you saw your garment bag hanging next to the full length mirror. Ahsoka had been holding on to your wedding dress because you didn’t want Anakin to see it before the big day. 

Sleepily you unzipped the bag for one quick glance at your attire for tomorrow and a big smile found its way onto your face. 

You couldn’t wait. 

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You arrived at the venue with Ahsoka and Leia a few hours before the actual ceremony was set to start; the three of you hurried into the room set aside for getting ready.

Soon after you got situated and started getting ready some of your bridesmaids started arriving; you didn’t have too many, but you did ask some of your friends and a cousin or two to accompany you. 

“Y/N!! I’m so proud of you!” one of your childhood friends exclaimed as she rushed over to hug you. 

You laughed light-heartedly as she gave you a kiss on the cheek. 

Once everyone arrived you began to get ready. As much as you hated to admit it, getting ready with all the girls was so fun. Everywhere you looked there was someone doing their makeup or helping another girl with their hair. You also saw Leia’s excitement as the older women doted on her and complimented her cute dress. 

Ahsoka finished up her eyeliner and washed her hands before heading over to help you into your dress. Once she met you she smiled.

“Oh my, Y/N, you look like a dream!” she said as she lightly brushed your cheek with the back of her hand. 

“Thank you so much Ahsoka, for everything.” you responded with a light blush on your cheeks. 

Her manicured hands found their place over her heart as she looked at you adoringly. 

“I know we haven’t known each other long, but I’m so honored to call you my friend and I know you are so good for Anakin”.

You felt your emotions stir at her mention of your future husband. Instead of allowing your emotions to spill over, you took her into a loving embrace.

Everything was falling into place with less than an hour to spare. Not to say you weren’t getting last minute jitters; your subconscious anxieties began to break into your mind and you became a bit nervous.

What if he changed his mind? Were you too young? Was this the right decision? Were you ready to commit? Why were you over-thinking? Does overthinking mean you aren’t actually happy? Or is that just more overthinking?

Your restless mind raced with thoughts until you felt a gentle hand on your shoulder.

“It's time” a beaming Ahsoka said, offering you a hand to stand. 

As you stood the train of your dress flowed perfectly under you and the veil trailed nicely as you walked towards the doors. As you smoothed out the lace and embellishments, you heard the familiar tune of the song you chose for your procession. 

Indeed, it was time. 

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The doors of the venue opened to reveal the long silk runner for you to walk on to meet Anakin at the altar. Through your veil you could see the attendants on each side of the aisle, the rows were full of family, friends, and people you hadn’t had the chance to meet yet. It was a little overwhelming with all eyes on you. 

The weather was perfect, the sky partly cloudy and the greenery of the venue in full bloom. As the music continues you made your way to your future husband. 

An excited Leia walked in front of her brother with a wicker basket of assorted flowers. The crowd collectively awed at her when she tossed the petals. Close behind her was Luke, proudly carrying the rings in a small glass box.

Finally you reached your destination at the end of the aisle so meet a smiling Anakin. As you took your place beside his chair at the altar you felt a sense of relief, you were here with him and it felt right. 

He looked at you as if you were a goddess, his eyes only on you with such a look of awe. He was faced towards you in his chair and you met his gaze through the veil as you blushed.

His hair was combed back nicely; the longer strands curling slightly at the ends. His suit was tailored to fit his body perfectly; his shoulders looked broad and strong. 

Through the veil you could smell his familiar cologne and that further quelled your anxieties. 

You were ready. 

Once the music stopped and the crowd sat, Ben came up from his place as best man to help Anakin to his feet. The two of you had planned to have him stand at the altar because you would be there if he needed, and he was able to stand by himself for longer periods of time now. 

You couldn’t help but get butterflies every time he stood to his full height; his prosthetics made him slightly taller than the 6 '2 he was before the accident. 

Once he was situated the officiator began, 

“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today….”

To be quite honest you toned him out, instead focusing all of your energy into trying to get the clearest look at the man in front of you through the lacy veil. You couldn’t quite make out his whole expression but you could tell he was happy. 

Soon the officiator initiated the next part of the ceremony, “And now the couple will share their vows”.

You began with yours, just something small you prepared, from the heart. 

“Anakin, I cannot express to you how much you mean to me…I can’t believe that only a year and a couple months ago, we didn’t even know each-other existed. You have become such a pivotal part of my life and I’m so honored to have you in my life and to love you” 

As you continued the soft smile on his face widened and his blue eyes became caverns of emotion. 

“And with this ring, I give myself to you… as your partner, your number one supporter, and your wife”

You placed the gold band onto his mechanical finger and looked back into his eyes as he began his vows. 

“Y/N, sweetheart. Darling. My love. This past year has been a rocky one. But you have been there every step of the way, not just for me but for my kids too, I truly don’t think I would have survived without you. Every time I wanted to give up and accept death, you were there to help pull me through. You gave me strength when I had none, you cared for my children when I couldn’t, and gave me love the whole time. You taught me I could feel love again, you showed me that when I couldn’t even love myself. And for that I am eternally grateful, you have my heart, F/N.”

You blinked away the tears as you gazed into his vibrant eyes.

“I am so blessed to have you as my wife and I promise I will always love you…..unconditionally” 

His beautiful blue eyes, now endearingly an ocean of emotions as he gazed upon you.  

It took him longer to get the ring on your finger than you did with him because he was having difficulty gripping the small band of gold, but once he did he slid it onto your finger in the most tender way possible. You could tell he had practiced this motion before the ceremony because his fine motor skills were not usually this accurate. Your heart swelled at the thought. 

Once it was on the officiator continued to the final part.

“Anakin Skywalker, do you take F/N L/N, to be your lawfully wedded wife and to cherish her through sickness and in health?”

“I do” he smiled down at you

“And F/N L/N, do you take Anakin Skywalker to be your lawfully wedded husband and to cherish him through sickness and in health?”

“I do” you responded, voice dull of adoration. 

“Then, with the power vested in me, I Pronounce you, Husband and Wife. You may kiss your bride. Congratulations”

With the resonance of those words in your ears Anakin stepped closer to you and slowly reached his hand up to your veil to pull it back. He was careful not to mess up your hair or bump your face.

You beamed up at him as he got a clear look at your sweet face. It felt as if time stopped, it was only you and him. He mapped every inch of your face as if it were the first time he was seeing your beauty. He was so in love.

Gently, yet passionately the two of you joined in a longing embrace and sealed your vows with a kiss. 

Finally, you were his and he was yours. 

***

(a/n: omg u guys, thank you so much for sticking with me through this journey… i cannot express how much each and every one of you mean to me!! this started out as me anonymously posting a fic idea and now here i am w 500 something followers and over 6,000 reads 🥹🥹 i love this story so much and it’s bittersweet to come to the end, but don’t worry i’ll do an epilogue heheh)

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[stevebattle]

BeBionic Hand by RSL Steeper (2010), Rochester, Kent, UK. Bebionic is an articulated and anatomically correct hand and wrist prosthetic manufactured in the UK by RSL Steeper, whose parent company, Hugh Steeper Ltd established in 1921, worked with upper limb amputees after the First World War. Each digit of the hand is controlled by an individual motor, offering multiple grip patterns. The finger positions are monitored for grip accuracy as well as offering an auto-grip function that enables it to automatically adjust the grip forces in case something slips. It has a durable multilayered silicone glove reinforced by a fabric mesh, with a soft palm and soft finger pads to further enhance the grip. Available in male or female versions, it comes in 19 different colours and has customisable nails.

[444names]

dutch cities + english towns + the entire article on lego from wikipedia in danish

Accleet Aclee Actoy Adlingham Almenu Alney Alstock Ambord Andbacup Anger Anvey Apping Appley Arnareham Arnham Artsey Assing Atter Auton Bakerier Banbrixham Barkivenpå Barne Barnham Barringer Barrogate Batterdam Beaconinces Beamthe Bebion Bebiontt Becclee Beccleobury Bechnictoy Bedam Bedretones Bedruth Begynde Begynden Bergh Berkeswich Betington Biceste Bider Bington Blacknell Blackpoorth Blandbacup Blandon Bletchwood Blivenager Blyton Bodminstra Bodmobill Bolsone Bolswort Boridge Bostwood Bourn Bourntwood Bractoy Bramthert Branger Brede Brich Bridge Bridporth Brosby Bruth Buckingsea Budlow Bular Bungenbury Byggenen Bygget Bygningdon Bygningham Børne Cambe Camble Cambley Camborough Canninjein Carlin Carst Centale Centerik Chatherham Chednester Chickcook Chille Chingham Chrise Christike Chursley Cirebrick Cirentwood Cityco Cockton Coevord Colchem Coler Colesbury Corbrixham Corrinton Coulsyston Cournley Cowerful Craftmine Crampton Creator Crewsburg Croystown Cullom Danmarch Danmarl Dawlistone Dealifax Delby Delton Diskussing Disning Doess Doversham Doverton Dudleiston Dukter Dulston Dæklugness Earborg Earlow Eartington Earts Ecclese Ecclesen Elseri Elsovent Enter Epworkum Epwortham Erkham Exmoutham Fairbendt Fairbrick Faresmenter Ferentforth Ferryhilvis Final Fording Fordington Forsham Forsket Foundaal Foweston Fredre Friendone Gamere Gamesburg Gater Gationsmet Geerden Girlse Godaleste Grasmusser Greaming Greator Grence Grundatorpe Guilding Halenhoe Halland Hallas Halsage Haltby Harlborough Harpe Hasley Haster Hatchurch Havesey Haywarden Heanortér Hebdenburg Heder Hednes Heerley Heertil Heertonens Henden Hendt Hengars Herby Heroermond Herrari Hesham Hestock Heukelton Hindia Hingdon Hingsea Hingtonch Histem Hister Histon Hoddock Hoddon Honitonham Hoogen Hornaby Hornard Houtham Houthburgh Hunger Hunstem Ijzen Ilklods Ilkår Imminiorst Indeley Indenbury Indham Infler Inflertony Ington Ingtones Ipstoftus Ipstor Jarrog Kenham Kesghouse Kesteamt Keyning Kidnington Kilder Kinger Kinghampton Kirksop Kirthleven Klodserick Klodsham Knudskridge Konton Kontt Kriser Kulturkan Landownham Leaford Leaforden Ledon Lelton Lewich Likeld Likelmonde Lingelst Lingtone Lochdalton Logger Lonen Longry Lowes Ludge Maastleign Mable Mablevesey Macclesford Maiden Maltham Mansford Manspenryn Maryportham Massingtone Meley Middelser Midder Middleigh Middley Mitch Mlcadkirkbi Modelford Morecarby Moret Mossop Movield Movil Muide Mutal Mutalenham Nanting Newen Nieuwston Nuvære Nuværend Oakenberlen Oakenham Olegoland Ommond Ommontt Oprest Organ Ormatham Ormatlang Oswester Ounde Overwood Paddatorigh Paddon Pading Padingford Padston Paraoh's Parksop Passens Passern Peach Penningtone Penworth Peter Pladebruar Plyme Plyminstede Ponton Portaktuelt Porth Pottespañol Poynto Produlmål Prudhover Raceham Racer Racton Rampton Randownlo Ranewburgh Rangport Ranting Reamaltby Redierford Rells Rithirs Rochdal Roenley Rothe Roystanhoe Rugelig Rugelselv Rushder Rusherie Saffham Salton Samment Sandwick Schem Scuntham Scuntistown Sedberg Seden Selton Shead Shean Shero Shiddleham Shill Shington Shrewe Sidennield Silsham Simpston Sleaconster Sluisbridge Snodlandon Solitwich South Spenritvik Spiratest Sprodukter Stavler Stavler's Stownham Stramthe Swade Swanlego Swansas Sålede Taley Taunce Tavig Teamalam Tekter Telay Thorpetwood Thryn Tidslingdon Tield Tilbury Torie Torikke Totney Tourbrick Ulturmeren Ulveshall Unikimedia Velksham Venhalton Villeby Villom Virker Viste Vlaar Vollingham Vægge Vægger Værendam Wainford Walleague Warding Watchage Watchem Wathryn Wellingbrie Wemborough Westhe Weymoor Whistiansen Whitchlade Whitet Whitetbury Whitnashton Winchley Winde Winderer Windermouth Winds Winsborough Wirkbi Wirksworley Withe Wivelsone Wokie Wollend Wortilford Zevedon Zwolverdam Ændrick Ønskalam

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Britt H Young for Input:

Maybe it was because it felt heavy as hell. It was only three pounds or so, but three pounds feels like a ton to a limb that typically carries no weight, and the heft of the prosthetic hand pulled hard on the socket and made me sweat. In order to open and close, myoelectric hands require that you flex your muscles where sensors inside of the socket can detect your movement. There are typically only two "contact site" sensors inside the socket — this is called a "dual-site" system — so you need to cycle through a series of grip patterns by flexing twice in quick succession inside of the socket to get to the one you want.

The "power grip" (a fist) is cool, but, oh my God, trying to cycle through all the modes to find it is infuriating. (Did I mention that you cannot reprogram the hand to include more grip patterns without an appointment with your prosthetist?) In fact, everything about the Bebionic was exhausting. I've used it on and off on special days, but most often as a party trick: Wanna see me crush a can?

Maybe I just realized that very few things in life truly require two "fleshy" hands to get them done, and that my new fancy hand still couldn't compete with my own lifelong adaptations. Yet, there were some days I'd try it out for as many hours as I could. Overall, I found integrating it into daily movements actually surprisingly easy. I had spent my whole life watching two-handed people do fancy things like close a door with one hand and lock it with the other. Finally, I could do that too (though I was unable to pull off that mesmerizing dance of knife and fork that my steak-cutting friends are able to do). I was also able to hold a plate with one hand and snack and gesticulate with the other at a New Year's Party once.

You know the only other time I could do these things? When I am not wearing any prosthesis at all.

Oof

[squigglefic]

MDLC meta ahoy! I will do an edit post of each chapter after I've given myself a break, but for now? have some meta!

God, i really tried hard to make Rhys the focus of the story. He’s very much counterpoint to Jack bc he learns, and jack basically chooses a really inopportune time to fall apart.

Honestly some of the comments on mdlc this time around have had me reeling, because honestly???????? I didn’t think it was at all obvious what i was trying to do. I think I lost a lot of faith in the middle, because i was so convinced i didn't know how to write. I don’t know how to pace, and i dont know a lot of things wrt writing, but i know how to write the way people feel. And Rhys and Jack feel a lot, the only robotic individual who is that way HEALTHILY in this fic is Nisha, and she barely gets a look in.

Also, I have defanged Jack, a little. Not because i’ve made him less dangerous. I dont think jack is any less dangerous or powerful at the end of the fic than at the beginning. Its that he wants to be. He wants, actively, to defang himself. He doesn’t want to be this person he’s become.

 Its about understanding yourself and fundamentally being aware of yourself. Rhys was always more self aware than jack has ever been, but its something i really tried to portray in the middle of the fic that Rhys does doubt himself. He’s a many-layered thing, because he relaxes into himself at the same time as he leans away. 

His arm, for example, he eventually leans into. Its not that the arm goes away , he doesn't get jack to buy him a bebionic myoelectric all singing and dancing mecha-arm. He could, and he knows that. but the functional arm does him well enough, and its not that he wouldn't “”upgrade”” its just that he doesn’t feel the crushing need to be rid of it anymore. its a part of him.

In the same way, he’s leaning away from himself because he’s used to absolute, complete truthfulness. He’s used to people telling him the truth, because why wouldn't they? Jack, even, tries to tell the truth with him, its just not absolute. Even if Jack wanted to be totally truthful with him he’d struggle, because Jack doesn’t know himself very well. Or rather he does, but he’s completely wrong about all the conclusions he draws.

“Have you figured it out?”

this is Rhys taking it back. this wasn’t always in the outline, because i think i didn’t quite know how to execute the story i wanted to back then. Back then, Rhys would just forgive jack, because that’s what he wants/needs to do. I don’t think that was fair. Rhys is not better than that, bc he definitely was always going to forgive him, but he’s certainly more secure in himself than that. i sometimes do little outlines where i track how secure a given character is at a given time. In the rain argument chapter, it was going to be a low point for Rhys.. For some reason, in the original outline, Rhys’ understanding of the situation would actually happen mostly offscreen. 

Instead, i made the active decision to rewrite the whole tail end of the fic when i did my replan in 2018, and then again when i did my replan just after i got that anon a little while ago. so thanks anon, i guess! 

Anyway i have more meta but that is enough for now i think. i know nobody really reads these but they give me so much joy you have no idea

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Olha a jantar de hoje! Repost from @myoelectric_outdoors • One of my favorite things to do is cook. I honestly rarely wear the prosthetic arm once I am home, but I figured I would show a little of how I do use this arm when I do use it to cook. I find it easier without my prosthetic arm on, but this page is to inspire, and show what can be done with prosthetics. 🔥🔥YOUTUBE LINK IN BIO FOR MY CONTENT🔥🔥#amputeelife #amputeeproblems #amputeeissues #amputeesofinstagram #amputeestrong #prosthetics #prostheticsocket #prostheticsorthotics #myoelectricarm #bionic #bionics #bionicarm #bioniclimbs #myoelectrichand #video #educate #ilimb #bebionic #myoelectricoutdoors #amputee #amputado #protese #inclusion #inclusao #pcd #curitiba #ortopedica #boa_pisada https://www.instagram.com/p/CDZ8hVJgBbg/?igshid=1tlot3sz89xdf

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Throwback to our first time in Vegas. This was about an hour after we got there. I always wanted to try a mechanical bull. I did pretty good for my first time other than the fact that I pulled my groin and was injured for the Whole trip! Moral of the story. Don't try riding a bull on day one! felloff #cowboy #western #mechanicalbull #goodnightgood #neworleans #eightsecondride #bruisestoproveit #cowboysandheroes #countrysummer #bebionic #aopa #lol #bull #bullriding #wow #haha #sunnyday #rodeo #bullsas

[sa2chaogarden]

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did you know that on a lot of bionic hands, they have some sort of button or mechanism that you press and it basically switches the fingers from gripping into a fist to a mode that allows you to pinch something small

i tried to model micah’s hand mainly after this brand (idk if that’s what you would call it), but you see button in the middle? cool stuff. i didn’t include one in my actual design because idk…simplification and i didn’t want to completely rip off bebionic but, lets just say micah’s hand can grip and pinch. it can also literally twist off of plastic arm sleeve that contains the electrodes that allow his hand to actually move.

[send me an emoji and i’ll share a little OC fact]

[walkaloner]

talesfromtheend:

catchday:

Bebionic Prosthetic Hand Ties Shoelace And Deals Cards

THIS IS INSANELY AMAZING.

[baroquebloom]

transyljordanian replied to your post: @transyljordanian #Your arm is transparent? ...

That’s incredible, how did you manage to get your arm constructed out of that?

it’s only a temporary construct that i’m able to hold up for a period of time, haha. my actual prosthetic is a bebionic. i’m trying to persuade my friend rook into designing a 3-d printed arm for me. he studies biomedical engineering and robotics and has a huge 3-d printer in his department!