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Mitth’raw’nuruodo is a Sigma Male?

Now, he is classified as a Sigma Male?

What human decided this classification of human males?

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SWAG77 AU Fanfic: The Fancy Dress Ball & The Photograph. A #Thrawn x #SabineWren Ship

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General Chuck Yeager – Remembrances

In 2018, I wished General Yeager on Twitter a happy New Year. He liked the tweet. I was excited.

Tweet to General Yeager that received a like.

He was a hero to me because he was a jet pilot that broke the sound barrier in the 1950s. Moreover his willing to speak to all people about his experiences. It was great to see on social media.

For The Winter Solstice

He felt that an irresistible force attracted him to her, he was drawn to her body and soul. He wanted to squeeze her in his arms, strangle her, swallow her, make her become a part of himself. And he shuddered from the consciousness of his helplessness, from impatience, from rage at the thought that she did not belong to him entirely – as if she and he were one being…

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Marquis Mitth’raw’nuruodo and Marquess Sabine Wren watching the snowfall on planet in Chiss Ascendancy space near Mandalorian space. After a formal event, they peer out the window to watch the Chaos churn rhythmically