#carolus rex

[alonsa]

This Midjorney generation I can see only as a female version of Karl XII :D

#history #18th century #17th century #karl xii #historical #sverige #carolus rex #ai generated #ai art #character design #midjourney #sweden #histoire

[poorly-drawn-albums]

Sabaton - Carolus Rex

#sabaton #carolus rex #album covers

[the-original-b]

By kings and queens young men

Are sent to die in war

Their propaganda speaks

Those words have been heard before

#sabaton #a lifetime of war #carolus rex #i'm surprised it took me this long to losten to the rest of this album #Spotify

[nonenglishsongs]

Sabaton - Carolus Rex (Swedish)

#metal but about historical events! #sabaton #carolus rex #swedish #svenska #swe #germanic #indoeuropean #sweden #europe #2012 #2010 #metal #🌵

[anirobot]

Karl XII:s fullständiga titel på svenska löd:

Den stormäktige och nådige herren, Karl, med Guds Nåde, Sveriges, Götes och Vendes Konung, Storfurste till Finland, Hertig uti Skåne, Estland, Livland, Karelen, Bremen, Verden, Stettin, Pommern, Kassuben och Venden, Furste till Rügen, Herre över Ingermanland och Wismar, så ock Pfalzgreve vid Rhen, i Bayern, samt till Jülich, Kleve och Berg Hertig. Greve till Valdens, Spanheim, Mark och Ravensburg och Herre till Ravenstein.[1]

Charles, like all kings, was styled by a royal title, which combined all his titles into one single phrase. This was:

We Charles, by the Grace of God King of Sweden, the Goths and the Vends, Grand Duke of Finland, Duke of Scania, Estonia, Livonia and Karelia, Lord of Ingria, Duke of Bremen, Verden and Pomerania, Prince of Rügen and Lord of Wismar, and also Count Palatine by the Rhine, Duke in Bavaria, Count of Zweibrücken–Kleeburg, as well as Duke of Jülich, Cleve and Berg, Count of Veldenz, Spanheim and Ravensberg and Lord of Ravenstein.[5]

#Yle.fi #Ruotsi #Sverige #Sweden #Suomi #Finland #Kuningas #Konung #King #Karl XII #Kaarle XII #Charles XII of Sweden #Carolus Rex #Kuolema #Död #Death #suomitumblr #suomitumppu #suomi tumppu #suomi tumblr

[deadwardiandeadbeatvarietyshow]

I should probably be working on my longfic, but the moderators of r/TheOwlHouse recently added the MoringMark flair so Imma write a MoringMark parody of Carolus Rex instead

Note: Some of these lyrics aren't really gonna work. That's because one, I am not a songwriter, and two, you're not actually meant to sing this. But if you can make it work, be my guest-just send to me if you do, though, I'd wanna listen to it.

All embrace me It's my time to rule at last 52 months have I been waiting To sit upon my throne

No allegiance I will swear no oath Crowned by Dana, not by the mods As my power is divine

They thought I was too young to rule the land Just as they failed to understand Born to rule My time has come

I was chosen by Heaven Say my name when you pray To the skies, see MoringMark rise With my lord, the Collector Make them bow to my will To the skies, see MoringMark rise

To the skies See MoringMark rise

Proved in fandom Lead my posts to victory No man alive or dead commands me I answer to the lord

See my fanart Question it and die What I post was drawn in Heaven And so it shall succeed

I know I was destined to rule alone All for myself, I have claimed the throne Born to rule My time is now

I was chosen by Heaven Say my name when you pray To the skies, see MoringMark rise With my lord, the Collector Make them bow to my will To the skies, see MoringMark rise

(Swedish noises)

All that's thine Shall be mine There's no stopping me All over Tumblr, my rule shall be questioned by none

All I see Give to me That is my decree My will be done

(guitar solo)

They thought I was too young to rule the land Just as they failed to understand Born to rule My time has come

I was chosen by Heaven Say my name when you pray To the skies, see MoringMark rise With my lord, the Collector Make them bow to my will To the skies, see MoringMark rise

#sabaton #the owl house #moringmark #carolus rex #parody

[adozentothedawn]

Carolus' children have names!

Porcelain von Valancius, called Penny (or sometimes Porky by her brother), her oldest child. Conceived during her time as a guard for merchant ships, after she was exiled from her position as a battle psyker in the military, with a Drukhari soldier who she met and fought during multiple assignments. Coincidence (and skill at survival) had them meet again and again and develop a personal rather than general hatred for each other, which then culminated in an extremely angry and prejudiced one-night stand. About two weeks later she finally managed to kill him. Carolus was in a very bad mental state during that time, so when she noticed she was pregnant she couldn't really bring herself to care. She didn't expect the fetus to be viable anyway, so she decided that either it would kill her and solve her problems that way, or the resulting miscarriage would be of scientific interest to someone. Except that against her expectations when the baby was born she was entirely healthy, if odd looking. Put on the spot Carolus made the decision to be a mother. She built herself up again as best as she could, pretended her daughter was a low level mutant and found a somewhat peaceful colony of mutants in a corner of her sector where she could trust someone to take care of the child while she went off to earn money to send back. When Theodora called her to the expanse she took her daughter with her and found her a safe place on Janus before going on board.

Porcelain is a highly energetic child, easily excitable, and due to her heritage drawn to strong emotions. This can manifest both in temper tantrums to provoke the people around her into anger or things like long monologues of compliments or singalongs to incite excitement or happiness. She is not cruel but oftentimes callous about the feelings of others, since she gets as much out of people's anger or grief as out of their joy. That does not however mean that she doesn't like people, quite the opposite. She easily connects with people, regardless of their opinion of her, leading her to occasionally declare people her friends who deeply despise her, precisely because of their strong reaction. This includes Marazhai, who only got survive his terrible decisions because Carolus is concerned about her daughter's safety without at least rudementary knowledge about the other half of her legacy. He gets brought onboard specifically as Porcelain's babysitter and tutor. He absolutely despises it and Penny, but knows that she is the only reason he's alive and thus cannot just kill her without consequences. She loves him. Absolutely adores him and everything he does end up teaching her. Her mother's influence does remain strong she does not fall into indiscrimenate murder and torture but she does highly enjoy the tussles she has with Marazhai and the occasional hunt he takes her on. He also tendency to just grab her by the scruff of the neck and carry her around like a handbag. She thinks it's hilarious. She also calls him "Uncle Marzipan" and is absolutely gleeful about how much he hates it. He in return calls her "Pentakill" because he decided that her name is terrible and not to be tolerated. The Mon-keigh should be glad he didn't choose a drukhari name.

Leopold von Valancius van Calox is Carolus' son with Heinrix. (Yes there is a whole situation going on my brain how he deals with Penny's existance but that's for later.) He is born sometime during the game, though I have not exactly figured out when yet. When Carolus learnt she was pregnant again she gave Heinrix a decision: he could either claim the child as his or they sweep their prior relationship under the rug and she would never mention the child's parentage. Either way she would not stand his way. She certainly would have been sad if he had decided to deny it, but she would have respected his decision, and it had to be just his choice to make. Some of the officer's would have certainly known, but no one would go against a Rogue Tradr's orders to shut up about her private life. It took him the entire duration of the pregnancy to finally make a choice and only when Carolus went into labour did he break and made his decision to be a father, with the thought that he would come up with a way to deal with Calcazar's judgement some time later. Of course it turned out that said dealing would be both a lot easier and a lot harder than expected. He never did say anything about it, but he went to her chambers, was let in and stayed for the duration of the birth, which was as good as admission. Abelard judged him greatly, for many reasons.

Leopold is a calm child, curious but by far not as exciteble as his sister (who was absolutely extatic about getting a sibling and had to be forcibly kept from the birth so as to not be distracting). Later in his life he showed Psyker abilities, something that concerned but not surprised his Psyker parents. The reveal was thankfully not nearly as dramatic as both his parents' . His sister felt it coming and refused to play with him because of it, feeling unsettled by the weird energies around him. This persisted until he eventually threw a temper tantrum and set a rug on fire, thus confirming both Carolus' and Heinrix' concerns. Although they both he agreed he would have to be sanctioned, they also agreed to never under any circumstances put their son on a Black Ship. Eventually it was decided that Heinrix himself would bring him to Terra, monitor any and all procedures and eventually take him home again. They both leveraged all of their political powers to make sure they could take him back, calling in many, many favours and issuing equally as many threats and bribes. They succeeded. Leopold himself only learnt multiple years after that trip what had actually happened. (I do have notes on a short one-shot about the trip maybe) (How does this work with the whole Warp storm situation? I don't know and frankly I don't much care, both the warp and the god-emperor will bow to my will to ignore canon)

#warhammer 40k rogue trader #carolus von valancius #heinrix van calox #marazhai aezyrraesh #oc descriptions #i thank all my discord buddies who helped me come up with this stuff #i swear i will finish something for this game #i want to post fics again so badly #Omnissiah grant me the strength to just get done with something #but yeah I love my children #my overdramatic backstories #and carolus' ability to set her friends on fire so they do more damage #it's very fun #btw she was named for the song carolus rex in case you were wondering

[dethkreature]

PLEASE GOD PLEASE TURN OFF THE MUSIC IN MY HEAD I DON'T KNOW HOW MANY MORE "FRÄNDER, BRÖDER, VÅR STORMAKTSTID ÄR ÖVER" I CAN TAKE OOOUGHHHHHHH

#yeah guess who kept blasting the entirety of Carolus Rex (Swedish) by Sabaton and got addicted within the span of one goddamn day #it is such a good album tho..... #and it actually piqued my interest in Swedish history. so maybe I passed my scandinavian history test. idk I'll know on monday. #dethkreaturepost

[apersonwholikeslotus]

2023 is the year I find all you other sabaton ppl and ramble about the concert I went to back in October bc oh BOY was it fun

#it was at the Aragon ballroom #which is standing room only #and bro I was so packed in with other ppl I was so hot #but I had SO MUCH FUN #I wore my shirt that says 'real goths don't wear black they sack rome' #and i had a total of four people comment on my shirt #also I got a soldier of heaven sweatshirt and it's actually like rlly nice #they didn't do resist and bite #OR carolus rex #so I was a little upset #but overall it was amazing #they sound just like they do on recordings #not helltalia #sabaton

[the-wheel-of-time-begins-to-turn]

#joakim #taken from carolus rex: a small lesson in history #official #vlog #tags for search: #joakim brodén #sabaton

[sigmadecay]

I was being a happy little hater before the Sabaton concert on Sunday & bitching about the set list cause they left off a bunch of songs that I really like from this album but y’know what. I was wrong it was a kickass show. I maintain that I didn’t necessarily need to hear Red Baron but it was really, really good.

#honestly it was worth the price of admission just to hear primo Victoria live #& the rowing during Bismarck & Swedish Pagans was so fun… #oh also Carolus Rex live FUCKS #cause everyone is screaming ‘SAY MY NAME WHEN YOU PRAY! MY WILL BE DONE!’ #like goddamn if I wasn’t the 16th C tyrannical king of Sweden in that moment.. #kenny.txt

[landmoose]

My favourite criticism of institutions is always "they should sell all their valuable artifacts and feed the poor" because it's never actually a solution. Some other rich fuck is then spending money on jewels or gold or art instead of the poor so that's... just pushing the problem 5 yards down the road? Punishing the less rich at the profit of the more rich?

#hrm #carolus III rex

[the-original-b]

Dreams are seldom shattered, by a bullet in the dark

Rulers come and rulers go, will our kingdom fall apart?

Who shall we now turn to, when our leaders lost their heart?

Lives are lost but at what cost, will the grand dream fall apart...?

#sabaton #long live the king #carolus rex #Spotify

[mlmxreader]

Scharfschütze | König x m!reader

Anonymous asked: hi hi! i have returned! so for the könig x male sniper reader, the two prompts that really stuck from the list were "He's dangerous" and "I don't bite.” perhaps reader is spooky good at what he does and is called dangerous because of it or something along those lines jakzhzisjs

keep up the good work bro! the fics are amazing and you are amazing -🏹

summary: he likes you a lot, likes to spend time with you and to be near you, but the thing is - he’s just not been able to tell you how he feels, yet.

tws: swearing

König was spending some time with you and your SAS team, and although he was welcomed with open arms and was told not to worry much, he couldn’t deny that his little crush on you was getting out of control; call sign Carolus Rex, you were formidable, amongst the best snipers that your team had ever seen, and it wasn’t rare for them to compare you to Francis Pegahmagabow for it, either. You were stealthy on the battlefield, all the missions you had done and you never got spotted by enemies once, a ghost; you could take down an entire task force with just your rifle and a handful of bullets, and the SAS were quick to commend you for your services and to compliment you on a job well done every fucking time. König joined in from time to time, too, when he caught you alone, he would always tell you how much he had admired your work and your skills, and although he knew you couldn’t see it, he would always be blushing beneath his mask; a man as handsome and as lethal as you, it was difficult not to feel nervous when he was around you, and although he really wanted to, he never got the chance to ask you out. 

‘The Carolean’s Prayer’ by Sabaton was playing loudly as you relaxed in the office, feet up on the desk and your cap over your face as you tilted your head back so that you were facing the ceiling, tapping your foot along to the beat and humming it quietly under your breath; König wasn’t far, bouncing his leg to the tune as he nursed a cup of coffee, his mask pulled up just enough to expose his mouth and the tip of his nose as he blew on it to try and cool it down a little. He liked it when it was this way, when it was just you and him and your music; you always played Sabaton, Slipknot, Sodom, Cannibal Corpse, Cradle Of Filth, Bloodywood - and he always enjoyed the music when he had the time. Often, if he had any paperwork to do, König would do it when you were in the office and playing your music; he liked your quiet company and the loud heavy metal, he tolerated the smell of cigarettes and the bin that was always half-full with Red Bull cans. He liked to sit near you, too, to be close to you and to be able to hear your soft humming when you did it under your breath.

König looked at you for a moment, clearing his throat as he tried to get your attention. You took your cap from your face, chucked it on the desk and laid your hands on your stomach. “Yes, König?”

“Oberst Vargas goes home today,” he said quietly. “I just thought you’d like to know, Kapitän.” 

“Danke, mein freund,” you nodded, flashing him a smile.

The team’s words echoed in König’s head as he looked at you, swallowing thickly. 

“Don’t get too involved with Carolus, he’s dangerous. He’ll break you.” 

He shook his head, trying to clear it of those thoughts; he knew you were dangerous, he knew you were one of the best snipers in the world and that you could kill him if you wanted to and he wouldn’t even see you… but he wasn’t scared of you, despite your reputation, he couldn’t be scared of you. You had always been kind to him, always made him smile and your presence always made him feel a little more at ease. He loved you, he knew that, just as he knew that his crush on you was out of control. 

“König, why are you sat so far away?” You asked, tilting your head to the side as you grinned at him. Not knowing that your smile took every little ounce of breath that he had, tore it right from his lungs and stole it so brutally, leaving him breathless and bleeding. “You can get closer, mate, I don’t bite… unless you ask nicely.”

Quickly, König pulled his mask down to hide the way that he blushed so furiously at the comment, clearing his throat and wondering why such a stupid remark made him blush so much; people said that sort of thing all the time, but when you said it… fuck, he couldn’t help it. “Ich mag dich, (y/n)... viel mehr als ich sagen kann.”

“Oh,” your eyes widened a little as you stared at him, but then you laughed ever so softly, and just like that, König was left breathless and bleeding all over again. “Why the fuck didn’t you tell me earlier? Ich liebe dich sehr, König.”

He fell silent, letting the words digest; the SAS’s most lethal sniper had just told him that he loved him, and if he was really honest, König had not been expecting such a reaction in the slightest, and was a little unsure of how he was supposed to react. He shifted in his seat for a moment, but then figured, if you loved him as you said you did, he didn’t need to worry about how to react.

“Come here,” he said, tapping his thigh. “Bitte.”

You grumbled as you moved, mumbling complaints about how you were comfortable, but when he pulled you onto his lap, you laughed as you grinned. “Is this your way of hinting that you wanna ask me nicely?”

He shook his head, chewing at the inside of his lip as he put his hands on your sides; he had never met a man who had captivated every inch of him before, every nerve and every cell on fire when you put your hands on his shoulders and leaned into his touch. He couldn’t believe it, but he also stopped being nervous when you tugged at his mask. 

“Would you like me to take it off?”

“If you feel comfortable with that,” you told him softly. “If not… don’t worry. I was gonna ask, though, do you fancy coming to the pub with me later? I’m gonna get a meal, and… it’d be nice if you could join me - as my boyfriend, mind, not as the temp.”

König nodded, not minding if he seemed incredibly eager. “Ja, I would like that. As your boyfriend?”

“As my boyfriend,” you confirmed. “As the boyfriend of the SAS’s most dangerous sniper.”

if you liked this fic, REBLOG IT - you SHOULD reblog it; if you don’t wanna reblog, then you’ll get blocked; reblogging is the BARE MINIMUM.

#mlem writes #König x reader #König x you #König x y/n #König imagine #König modern warfare #König call of duty #König cod #cod König #call of duty König #cod x reader #cod x you #cod x y/n #cod imagine #cod fanfic #cod fanfiction #cod fic #cod mw2 #cod mwii #cod mw2 fanfic #cod mw2 imagine #cod mw ii #cod modern warfare #cod #call of duty x reader #call of duty x you #call of duty x y/n #call of duty imagine #call of duty fanfiction #call of duty fanfic

[kingdoms-and-empires]

As someone who was raised a lot by their grandparents, and is a lot like their grandfather, I really appreciate you can be like Gramps. Even he is borderline psychotic at times 😭

I also low-key love the craziness that's gonna follow when I mirror my MC after him 🙃. Bring on the chaos.

Remiel is, in my opinion, a representation of what some of these historical figures had to go through in order to gain, keep, and conquer a throne. People like Edward IV, Shapur II the Great, Murad IV, Ivan the Terrible, Carolus Rex, and of course Alexander the Great. There's so many more.

Becoming the leader of a nation at such a young age, surrounded by possible betrayals (some of which in the above did experience) and dangers cannot be good for your mental health and ability to be a more balanced ruler. You have to develop certain personality traits and defense mechanisms to survive.

Again, in my personal opinion, Remiel is a character that represents what every young man wished could be thrust upon them. A great purpose, requiring strength and determination. A calling which only he could answer.

That is Remiel, and he would wish it weren't so.

#kingdomsandempires #interactive fiction #choice of games #choicescript #dashingdon #if wip

[tgrailwar-zero]

Rider, is there anything you can tell us about Historia and what they might be doing?

CONSTANTINE: "We didn't exactly have much time to talk personally. Historia remained closely to Saber's side, and seemed to have the most tactical rationale of the group. I don't see how this applies to this specific situation, though..."

As he spoke, you all jumped into action yourselves with your code casts.

There's a decisive burst of magical energy as you used the Destruction Declaration, magical circles and symbols manifesting around the white shadow before it shattered, one final pulse of magical energy echoing outwards.

The Valkyrie dropped to the ground, unconscious, though most of the color and vibrancy seemed to be returning to their bodies.

That, and you quickly healed BRYNHILDR too- just enough for her to get into fighting shape. The signal jammed, and her body healed enough, her arms flexed and the binds holding her snapped.

With immense speed, BRYNHILDR whipped her spear upwards, placing it threateningly against the neck of the White Attack program. In a careful series of moves, it seemed as if the entire situation had flipped on its head. As the White Attack Program stood at nervous spearpoint, the Saber seemed amused, letting out a hearty laugh at his misfortune.

HISTORIA: "Ah, there goes the signal. I'm sure you're not happy about that, and neither will His Majesty. Still, silencing the anguish of those Valkyrie before engaging in battle is a truly admirable feat, you have my respect."

You could feel a sense of… displeasure emanating from the White Attack Program that didn't seem to be shared with the Saber-facet, who continued to speak out into the open air. To whoever was attacking- it wasn't directed, but he was clearly aware that you were here.

HISTORIA: "Regardless, this means I'll have to do my knightly duty and fight. How many Servants? I can sense two, maybe three others? Some Extra-classes, perhaps? This body might be borrowed, but overall that seems unfair. Maybe I should reveal my True Name to even the odds? Tie one hand behind my back? What say you?"

His tone was playful, but you couldn't sense much malice or sarcasm behind it. He simply spoke brightly and candidly, same as he did back at the Hamlet. Though now you could tell he was absolutely oozing with magical energy, even if his physical stance hadn't changed at all.

HISTORIA: "The Solar Cell as a concept is doomed, but my King insists on ruling it, you see. Though his motives have twisted slightly. Nonetheless, I-- the first Phantom summoned by his Noble Phantasm-- stand ready for battle."

Before he could continue, you heard the sound of something speeding past him.

AVENGER: "Sa… ber…! Saber! SABER!"

Like a flash of lightning, the Avenger-class Servant surged forward with a deafening roar, clashing with the Saber. With almost no effort, the Saber had deflected the attack.

HISTORIA: "Hello, Avenger. You're doing well? Since we've skipped the preamble, shall we get straight to the main course?"

He used the blunt edge of his sword to knock the AVENGER away, throwing his arms out wide as his magical presence began to surge- as something mighty, holy, and powerful. The fog drew in around him as he spoke, his voice clear as church bells.

HISTORIA: "The mind is a tool of the body. The body is a plaything of the mind. This body represents the legend of Charlemagne, and this mind represents the one who wrote it down and saw everything to the end. A way for the 'legend' and the 'reality' to coexist without conflict."

He raised a hand, throwing his cloak to the side, his Spirit Origin solidifying.

HISTORIA: "The glory of Rex Magnus Carolus, humbly maintained by his Archbishop. There is no greater honor. There is no greater gift. For how swiftly you destroyed this machination, I will have to treat you as a real threat. Rejoice."

With one swing of his sword, he blew away the fog surrounding the lake.

CAROLUS-TURPIN: "In other words… ah, what's something His Majesty would say in a situation like this? Something like, 'cool, right'?"

You could tell this Servant was pure power, yet a mere fraction of the true SABER... and yet, he was a Holy Knight of the highest caliber. In a stroke of luck, you had made it past anything that would have made this even more difficult.

#thgw story #main post #thgw: chapter 5