#worried caliban

[sharenadraculea]

The primarchs on a bus

So, the primarchs take a roadtrip, in a doppeldecker-travelbus because I say so:

Lion: He drives the damn thing. Doesn‘t talk to anyone, just stubbornly looking at the road. Very good driver. Either listening to a very disturbing true-crime-podcast or caliban-lovesongs Fulgrim: He and Fulgrim secured the last row on top for themself, so they have a lot of space. Laying down and using Ferrus as a pillow. Occasionally is struck by creative inspiration when looking out the window. Has all his painting supplies with him. Perturabo: pretends to be grumpy but is very excited. He sits at the bottom so he has a proper table to draw on and right next to Magnus. Drinking lot‘s of coffee Jagh: The whole polycule/lovetriangle-thing around Magnus sits at the bottom around one of the tables, so he is there too. Kind of sad that he can‘t take his bike but hanging out with his brothers is fun too. Tries to do some throatsinging to impress Magnus but get‘s glared at by Lion. Leman: Sits opposite of Magnus and tries to do his best to not start a fight. Rob has taken away his Mjod and stops him from taking more from the minibar. His wolves are under the table and he pets them the whole time. Started a fight with Jagh about who get‘s to sit at the window. They switch every few minutes now. Rogal: He sits in the trunk/luggage storage to give emotional support to Konrad. Has built a pillowfort, it‘s very comfy. Appears a few times to sternly talk to people who aren‘t using their seatbelts. Konrad: He‘s a very happy bat right now. He sits in the luggage area, it‘s dark and comfy, Rogal has snacks for days there and gives lot‘s of hugs and headpats. Was very sceptical about going at all, he had some visions. Sang: With his wings it‘s quite klaustrophobic. Also on the bottom floor so he can be next to Lion and Rob. Might be stresseating. Very glad Lemans wolves are there for emotional support. Ends up falling asleep, a lot of cute pictures were made. Ferrus: Currently beeing used as a pillow by Fulgrim. Is prepared and has some books and snacks with him. The two regularly get yelled at to stop making out. Angron: He is watching a movie with a lot of gore and cuddeling with Lorgar. Falls asleep eventually. Everyone is surprised at how calm he is. Turns out he is like some toddlers/babies and sitting in a car/bus calms him down very fast. This knowledge will be used in the future. Roboute: Lion has entrusted him with the minibar. He is vigilantly guarding it, making sure no one get‘s drunk. Drinks a lot of coffee and tries to get some work done. This is made harder by everyone (but especially Sang) Morty: Sits on top, kind of in the middle. Was very nervous but then Vulkan sits a row behind him and just starts talking? And it‘s nice? And he is listening to Morty talking about bugs? He bluescreens. Magnus: Sitting at the bottom, with the rest of the polycule-lovetriangle-thing. He has a lot of fun. A lot of drama happening. Makes out with Leman, Perty and Jagh at least once, Rob threatens to leave him behind on a rest stop. Horus: Can‘t decide where to sit. Switches places every few minutes. Wants to sit next to all his brothers. This was his idea and he is very happy how well it‘s going. Constantly on call with Emps of Malcador to tell them that everything is okay and everyone still alive. Lorgar: Cuddeling with Angron, doesn‘t really want to watch the movie so he listens to a audiobook. Once Angron falls asleep he starts writing on his own book. Vulkan: Sitting behind Morty. He has brought a ton of food and drinks with him and shares with everyone. Very, very happy. One of the few to properlly wear his seatbelt. Corvus: Sits in the overhead bag-storage-space. Probally sleeping, has plenty of birb-food for snacking with them. Alpharius Omegon: everyone feels like they forgot something, but they aren‘t sure what. Don‘t worry tough, the two sit under the chairs and have fun watching the drama. At some point just appear in the seats at the very front on top so they have the best view.

#warhammer 40k #primarch #silly headcanons #lion el'jonson #fulgrim #perturabo #jaghatai khan #leman russ #rogal dorn #konrad curze #sanguinius #ferrus manus #angron #roboute guilliman #mortarion #magnus the red #horus lupercal #lorgar aurelian #vulkan #corvus corax #alpharius #omegon

[dateless-bar]

The Great Crusade Café | Concept Design

You can just watch the video which has a detailed description as well as the tour. I used Chinese dubbing with English subtitles, so make sure you have the subtitles turned on while watching.

CAFÉ FOR ASTARTES! | Fan Idle Game: The Great Crusade Café Concept Design

The Great Crusade Café

Productivity Tool& Idle Game Fanart Project (Concept Design Only)

Concept design: Gameplay

[Intro & Setting]

When a user first opens the web page, the name The Great Crusade Café will appear. After clicking, you can start by naming the café owner, which is the role you will play.

Then, as the owner, you will be asked to choose the tasks you want to undertake in reality for today. The default name here is John.

The purpose of this web page is to provide users with a leisurely and comfortable café white noise. It allows you to enjoy such an atmosphere whether you are reading or translating WH novels. Additionally, café-themed white noise has been proven by studies to increase efficiency for people. Therefore, you can also use it while working or painting miniature models.

After setting a task, you can officially enter the management of the café within the game. Don't worry, you can change the current task being undertaken at any time, just below the time displayed in the top right corner. And if you feel that the display of time might make you anxious, you can also turn it off in the settings.

[Coffee System]

After today's business starts, you can choose to make a cup of coffee for yourself first. By clicking on the coffee cup under the coffee machine, you can make a cup of your favorite drink for yourself.

Recaff is precisely the coffee beverage commonly found in the "Siege of Terra" series of novels. And various other drinks also have their unique origins.

After deciding which type of coffee to make, we can choose options like the milk to use based on our personal preference.

This will result in a steaming hot cup of coffee.

After each cup of coffee is made, hovering the mouse over the coffee cup icon will start a 2-hour timer. However, after one hour, the steam on the coffee cup will disappear. And when the timer finally reaches zero, you will know that two hours have passed. Setting a 2-hour timer aligns with the time unit of the Pomodoro Technique. If you want to use the web page as an efficiency tool, you can make good use of this feature.

[Character Visiting]

After making a cup of coffee for yourself, naturally, various characters will be attracted to the café and its aroma. They usually greet you directly and place their orders. But sometimes, you will need to guess their preferences based on the characters' personalities. If you have read many related novels, you will have a unique advantage in this aspect.

For example, people from Caliban would drink black tea. Commanders stationed on Terra, on the other hand, prefer bitter coffee, among other things. Additionally, some special drink recipes need to be purchased or unlocked through gifts from characters.

After fulfilling the characters' needs, their Trust will increase.

Subsequently, they often spend some time in the café, and during this period, you can engage in conversation with them. As the Trust increases, the topics they bring up will also vary.

For instance, Loken might talk to you about Mr. Sindermann's lectures, while Argel Tal could bring up his friend Khârn. Ahriman might mention that the café was recommended to him by his human friend Gaumon.

This often unlocks more characters. After all, the café's reputation is always spread by word of mouth among friends.

And some rarer characters, I mean, like a Primarch, might require the trust of everyone in the legion.

After increasing trust levels, besides more conversations and characters, there will also be an important matter.

Once trust levels reach their peak, characters will give you a variety of gifts, including decorative items. For example, members of the Thousand Sons always like to give you various books, regardless of whether you can understand them or not.

But you can use some of them as decorations inside the café.

This can sometimes be key to unlocking rare characters. Of course, you can also purchase various decorations and drink recipes at any time from the itinerant merchant in the upper left corner of the screen.

And if you complete the current task setting and change the task, most of the characters present will express encouragement and approval towards you.

[Bulletin Board & Character Book]

Each character stays for a different amount of time. Many of them are very busy with numerous affairs. However, you can find clues of their visits on the bulletin board.

Almost every customer who has visited the café leaves something behind on this bulletin board. For example, stickers, messages, or even advertisements.

Hovering the mouse over specific items will display detailed explanations and descriptions.

You can also find information about the visitors in the customer notes, where all guest information is recorded.

However, characters that have not yet been unlocked will be displayed as "unsigned".

[Weather System]

Additionally, some sufficiently important characters, if they are very satisfied with your café, they will grant you access rights.

This privilege allows you to open cafés in different areas, such as on battleships, Terra, the Hive cities, and various other places.

As time passes, the ambient light in the café will also change.

This also means that some special characters will only be unlocked at specific times. If you go from noon to night, you can see the nighttime view of the Hive city outside the window. As time progresses from afternoon to night, you can see the nighttime view of the Hive city from the window. And when midnight arrives, the starry sea above the deck will leave you in awe. In the central area of Terra, mornings always face the unchanging snowy mountains.

[Vinyl Records Player]

While running the café, you can always spin your vinyl records. This allows you to change the background music and even import your own favorite tracks. If you don't like the ambient chatter or the sounds of the coffee machine and cups, you can also turn them off here.

The above is a brief instruction for using "The Great Crusade Café".

The project is a purely conceptual design. As Games Workshop does not allow fanart creators to engage in programming or development. It is currently only presented in this form to everyone. It's worth mentioning that this design was inspired by a series of excellent projects, including VA-11 Hall-A, Coffee Talk, I Miss My Cafe, and Neko Atsume, etc. That's also why I chose to use a pixel art style in the project.

At the same time, I'd like to thank the pixel art artists who collaborated with me. Without you, this demo video wouldn't have been possible.

Finally, thank you for watching. If you enjoy research and artistic creations related to the Warhammer theme, feel free to follow my Youtube channel and X.

May your day always start with a great cup of coffee : )

#warhammer 30k #horus heresy #warhammer #warhammer 40k #warhammer art #game design #idle games #30k #pixel art #fan game #warhammer community #Youtube

[moxpunk-art]

Drew my new LANCER character, Flo! We're doing a Long Rim campaign, but in this universe everyone is an anthro, so this lady is a sea-bunny slug that got some nice SSC nanobots to become a slime-girl! If you look closely, you can see her weird mouth.

She's going to be piloting her customized hot-pink IPS-N Caliban! So, if you hear things being gibbed to BFG Division, don't worry. Or, do worry. She's got a habit of being real intense when she's in combat. Friendly as ever when she's out, though!

#mox art #lancer rpg #sea bunny #furry #mech pilot #slimegirl

[ips-northstar-official]

So, I'm the aptain of Mining Rig Aurora. We were having Pirate issues. (Or is it "Privateers?" Heard it should be.) And our ship is small, so we got the Caliban License since it was advertised for in-door combat. Everything is working great, I honestly love it, pirates are less of a problem. Except for one tiiiiny thing.

You see Pierre, our merc, went to practice re-loading the whole "Cannibal" thing, which... massive I must say. And the dud shells just... went. Now Pierre has lived, he likes heavy armour, the lucky guy, but he's got a bad concussion.

Is there a way to tune down the ejector perhaps? We don't want to accidentally decompress a ship because somebody reloads too close to a window.

Hello captain!

We're sorry to hear Pierre was injured by the Cannibal's shell ejection. This is an intentional feature to increase the damage potential of the shotgun even during what would normally be considered "downtime", so that no matter what you're doing, you can put the hurt on pirates while doing it.

Thankfully, you don't need to worry about the shells decompressing a cabin. The shells are designed to be frangible to impact so that, while they put plenty of hurt on soft targets and even some on mechs, it shouldn't destroy the walls of a ship that separate you from hard vacuum.

We wish you a speedy recovery! Be sure to refer to the included instruction manual for safe reloading practices.

#lancer rpg #lancerrpg #//[UNCLE]: GOD I HATE PIRATES #ALSO DOES PIERRE HAVE BOTH OF HIS EYES BECAUSE THE KIND OF GUY WHO LOOKS DOWN A BARREL LIKE THAT KINDA DESERVES IT LMAO

[killer-orca-cosplay]

Headcanons from my Lancer session last night, specifically about different megacorps food rations, and their overall palatability;

GMS/Union (they're basically the same thing in this case): Absolutely the bare minimum. They'll keep you alive, they'll keep you full, but they don't really taste like anything and dont exactly have a palatable consistency. I described them as "tasting pleasanty of nothing in particular", similar to Imperial Guard survival rations mentioned in the Cain books. Once again, the absolute bare minimum.

ISP-N (Specifically in relation to my character Lyons, whos an imprint of a dead Caliban test pilot now put into a comatose cloned body, and therefor a former ISP-N employee): Think the space equivilent of Naepoleonic shipping wares for a sailor. Yes, that includes space hardtack. You do get a couple pounds of salted meat-equivilent and a ration of booze, however, so it all balances out. Yes, space grog is on the menu. As are space-lemons to prevent future-scurvy.

SSC: You remember that little pill thing in the first Spy Kids movie? The one you shoved in the microwave and an entire McDonalds kids meal came out hot and steaming? Thats SSC rations. You shove them into an SSC matter recombiner and you have an entire four course meal before you, including fitting wine and appertifs. Most soldiers dont actually have to make it themselves of course, theres usually someone around to do it for them. Because this is SSC, that waiter may or may not be human. Or close to human. (There was a 20 minute rant about cat girl maids and feet following this take that as you will)

Harrison Armory: Literally just space MREs. Lots and lots of fried meat, and jerky. Oh, and also the return of the "rat-fuck bag", because of course that would be a thing. Just dont ask where the "mystery meat" comes from, its all labeled as originating on [REDACTED].

Horus: Since its not really a company and is more of a web presence, "rations" for Horus would consist of hacker fuel; Gamersups from a container with a waifu on it, mech-sized bags of ranch chips, and multi-gallon containers of energy drink.

Alternatively, its just raw memes shoved straight into your cranium so you need not worry about feeling hungry or thirsty at all.

#lancer #lancer headcanon #headcanon #lancer rpg #mecha #mech #mech rpg

[psi-scribe]

Ok so after talking with the breeder about some scheduling, I’ve decided to go out there and see the kennel myself and introduce myself to Percival then before taking him home. Right now the breeder is away at a Ravenwing sporting event which is why it’s taking a while to bring the Scout home, which is no problem! I’m looking forward to seeing the kennel and this should help the little guy feel more at ease about his adoption and feel safer on the drive back, which was something I was worrying about, so this really does work out better. So while I sit around waiting, I figured I’d share some information about the Dark Angel breed! They are so interesting and diverse, comes with being such an old breed.

So let’s start with the Legion Breed! The original “Dark Angel” breed is one with a long history, founded by one “Lion El’Jonson” a Welsh gentleman, and he is Welsh, a lot of sources say he’s British, but this is incorrect, he was just educated in England and lived there for a long time but that’s a different topic. He bred the Dark Angels to be hardy, highly intelligent and cover several different kinds of roles. The original breed, which is still around to this day due to diligent and careful breeding, is known for their gleaming black coats in contrast to the “Caliban Green” that the modern Chapter Breed sports (Caliban being chosen in honor of the El’Jonson old castle). Though patterns like “checkerboard” are acceptable according to the pedigree guidelines for both.

Now I mentioned that the breed served in several different ways, and this was managed by organizing the breed into six “wings”, which are classified now as “variations”, or sub-breeds. This is something that was carried on with the Chapter/Successor breeds. This is partly to reflect the original Legion Breed and partly because Dark Angels genetically are so diverse and that effects their behavior, thus requiring different training. You can breed two Ravenwings together but not all the marinelings will turn out to be ravenwings. This genetic diversity has helped to keep the breed so strong for so long.

So, let’s talk about those “Wings”!

Most people who have poked around Dark Angel breed information sites, forums and such are likely familiar with two of them: The Deathwing and Ravenwing. Both are stunning in their own ways, fully grown Deathwing have pale coats dubbed “bone” and grow to be much taller than others of their breeds and variations. These bois were originally used for herding/guarding, especially during wartimes where they excelled (there’s actually a sad story related to that but maybe I’ll share that later). Chapter and Successor breed Ravenwing sometimes get confused for the old Legion Breed because of their black coats. The immediate difference is that ravenwing (regardless of breed) are always leaner and way more active, this is so not a variation for those living in cities, seriously.

There are or were 4 other wings belonging to the old Legion Breed but for various reasons, none of them are still around in great number. These are the: Firewing, Stormwing, Ironwing and Dreadwing.

Firewing were used back when the Legion Breed was really active in early wars, think when knights in armor and horseback were used. The best way to describe the accounts of their behavior is to imagine a highly disciplined Night Lord or Ravenguard but they were also dangerous because they could snap at any moment without warning (unless you’re familiar with the variation). But that’s what they were bred for, assassinations and such. From what pictures I’ve seen around and written descriptions, they commonly had red markings but there’s not much more beyond that.

Stormwing is more frustrating because I have not been able to find good pictures of the variation? No descriptions about what they commonly looked like or what they were bred for either. What I was able to find was that there were never a lot of them in the first place, something about the training and traits needed to be classified as one. The variation was bred for something specific during the “knightly” period but after castle sieges stopped really being a big part of battles, I guess there was no reason to keep the variation going sadly.

Ironwing! These are the heaviest and biggest of the variations, Legion Dark Angel Dreadnoughts were all classified as Ironwings when they were around in mass. You know how big dogs have deep barks? It’s the same with these guys, all their vocalizations are all deep and you feel it in your bones apparently. These guys often wore addition armor as well.

And then finally, there’s the Dreadwing. The first of the variations to be banned and breeding straight up forbidden. They were incredibly dangerous and not many people met the strict minimum required to even apprentice to handle them?? Lion El’Jonson was not messing around when he set up the guidelines for these ones. A lot of the records I managed to find (and read for that matter, old English is hard to read) were uh…gruesome. War-time variations sadly all have that in common.

Though on another interesting note! While the Legion Breed is still around and closely monitored for good breeding, there appears to be records of several “Fallen” Dark Angels around. Fallen is the term for the Legion Dark Angels that choose to abandon their owners for one reason or another/are abandoned and end up going feral. Sometimes they join up in squads but never more than that. A lot of veterans in the Dark Angel husbandry field have tried to trap and rehabilitate these Fallen, sometimes they’re successful too. Those Fallen are then dubbed “Risen” to mark that they were formerly feral and that means their requirements and needs are different. The kennel club I mentioned in another post has set up a program to help with finding and helping any Fallen they get calls about. They’re not all bad marines, they just need a second chance.

So, yeah, that my very rambling history(?) post about the Dark Angel breed!

#scribe's scribbles #space marine husbandry #This is a blast to write and also so messy #The Welsh bit is a reference to King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table in case anyone is wondering

[gaertan]

Vials / potions / transparent stuff tutorial

A small step by step on how i approached painting slime / potions / gems in green

Paints used:

fenrisian grey,striking scorpion green(contrast) ->basecoat

fenrisian grey,vallejo game color Wolf Grey, caliban green, wrapstone glow,moot green

After the intial basecoat and contrast coat

take caliban green and do a fat glaze/gradient towards the upper part, DO NOT let it touch the edges,keep it within your shadow parts

do the same with warpstone glow towards the light parts to up the saturation, do not worry about it not being smooth, the blotches will add to the underlying texture

Do a thin layer with moot green in a zig zag kind of pattern from the bottom towards the top , then add another fat glaze of caliban green from the middle upwards

now, carefully, do the same zig zag pattern as before with fenrisian grey(VERY THINNED DOWN,BUT LOW AMOUNT OF PAINT) from the light point on the top downwards, But not the exact center of the translucent thing(notice its focused on the left corner), also highlight the cracks,if there are, on the bottom parts of them

using wolf grey, add extreme reflection dots on the intersections of the cracks, middle points of them, origin of the outer reflection you did with fenrisian grey, and some random dots on the edges of the shape,alongside a bit of edge highlight with the same thinned down fenrisian grey(notice the dots and highlight)

#minipainting #warhammer #k #miniaturepainting #paintingwarhammer #miniatures #gamesworkshop #paintingminiatures #painting #paintingminis #wargaming #tabletopgames #warhammercommunity #tabletop #warhammerpainting #ageofsigmar #art #miniature #dnd #hobby #tabletopgaming #dungeonsanddragons #wargames #minis #citadel #aos #gw #wh #spacemarines #warhammerfantasy

[katatty]

In the kitchen, meanwhile, tensions are mounting between Tiave and Consort! Even a schmoozer like him can only put up with being treated like an "interloper" for so long.

To be honest, it has me a little worried! I remember Consort and Contessa always fought with Caliban, too... maybe they just can't handle family members marrying somebody they haven't picked out themselves? Perhaps Tiave and Tybs had better move out sooner rather than later.

#pleasantview plus #Hood: Veronaville #Household: Capp #PP: Consort Capp #PP: Tiave Tricou

[notmorbid]

mrs. caliban.

dialogue prompts from mrs. caliban by rachel ingalls.

i may be back late tonight.

you haven't kissed me goodbye for years.

all you need to do is relax and stop worrying.

it's alright. it's going to be alright.

you're right on the edge of becoming a bore.

it's getting so everything is as crooked as the real estate business.

i've had enough of marriage.

don't have another drink. talk about it instead.

i think we're too unhappy to get a divorce.

you need help and so do i.

what else do you like to eat?

are you smiling?

i've got to hide you. you understand?

are you hungry? i'll fix you some breakfast.

i'm used to being called ____.

what are you called in your own language?

i've never heard this kind of music.

are you young, or are you old? or are you somewhere in between?

you're breaking my heart.

anything can happen, even in the suburbs.

we'll get back to normal eventually.

everything near me dies.

you must be lonely.

what was it like?

i don't know how i could bear giving you up.

now that you've come, everything's alright.

something else happened. you're sad.

am i your secret vice?

that was then. not now.

i thought you were my one reasonable friend.

you can't imagine what they've been saying.

if they catch me now, they'll kill me.

i still feel like a teenager.

i'm good now because you were my teacher.

sometimes you are just so unromantic.

it would make me feel better to have a drink. want one?

i don't think i could take any more personality.

don't let me drink alone.

in five years, you'll laugh about it.

what have you got in that bag?

can we stop here? please?

we've been damn lucky not to run into anybody.

it's almost like old times.

it's always 'later'. one day it's going to be too late.

pictures never look like the real person.

i've met plenty of ivy leaguers i'd call monsters.

it's all too late now. i can feel it.

you look like a different person.

you have to start finding out for yourself what's right and what isn't.

i can't tell you how empty the house feels.

have you been able to cry at all?

you shouldn't have come out alone.

once a thing is in the air, everyone sees it. even if it isn't there.

people are prepared to notice everything, once they've been alerted.

i can kill them for you. it'll be alright.

you've killed me.

you destroy everything around you.

now i'm like you, too.

stop worrying. it's making me worry, too.

#rp meme #rp memes #sentence starters #ask memes #inbox memes #ask meme #sci fi meme

[mlmxreader]

Clingy | Black Noir x gn!reader

Anonymous asked: "You're supposed to be on lookout and yet you're here pestering me? Fuck off! I love you, but fuck off!" Black Noir?

summary: Noir's fine with you working for The Boys, but the one thing he can't stand is you being in harm's way, especially if that harm happens to be Soldier Boy and his allies.

tws: swearing, guns

CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR THE BOYS SEASON 3 (although not huge ones!)

You had been working for The Boys for a while, and although your boyfriend Noir knew, he never felt much of a threat about it, especially not from you; when Soldier Boy entered the scene, though, he started to get a little more... clingy. He would join you when you were laid out on rooftops with a sniper rifle, sitting at the edge of the roof with his legs dangled over the edge, kicking his feet a little as he shared your earphones; usually, it was a mix of either Sabaton and Caliban, or Rammstein and Megan Thee Stallion. He didn't mind either way. He was happy to listen, and it soothed his anxiety a little to know that if Soldier Boy ever came knocking, he could at least try to protect you - plus, he might have gotten his revenge while he was at it; it was a win-win situation, as far as he was concerned.

Butcher had asked you to keep an eye on a Supe that the group had been tracking for a while, and you were more than happy to find a little nest atop an empty factory, your gun aimed and, after Noir's insistence, a couple of pillows beneath you; it would help your knees, he had texted, it would stop you from getting so stiff. Of course, Butcher had no idea of Noir's somewhat alliance, and you weren't about to tell him, but you did work well as a team; with Noir scouting the grounds to keep an eye out, you were sure that you had the Supe cornered like a stray cat. You were positive of it.

Every now and then, Noir would give you the check-in signal - it wasn't a particularly brash or obvious one, just enough that you knew he was there; a text here or a selfie there. Just to let you know he was still going, he was still on lookout duty; you would text back the same, hoping that the internet signal was good enough to actually send it. But after the first two hours, you didn't hear s thing, the third hour drawing ever closer, and when you decided to take a break, sitting with your back against the raised edge, you decided it was a better time than any to have a quick cigarette while you checked your phone. Nothing. Except something from Frenchie about how he had tried to watch one of the horror films you had told him about and he was still sick to his stomach; it made you laugh, but when you went to your conversation with Noir, you frowned. Still nothing.

A couple of loose bits of brick started to crumble, and although you started to reach for your gun, you stopped when you saw the tip of a black mask, sighing heavily as you swiped a hand down your face and chucked your cigarette over the edge.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

Noir pulled out his phone, "worried."

You furrowed your brows, looking at the text for a moment and then looking back at him. "About what?"

"You." He started to draw closer.

"Noir... Christ..." you shook your head as you sighed and tilted your head back, daring to laugh softly. "Noir, you're supposed to be on lookout and yet you're here pestering me? Fuck off! I love you, but fuck off!"

Noir shook his head, almost insistent on staying as he planted himself at your side, taking the helmet off and putting it on your head as he nodded; he was fine with just the fabric covering him, but he knew that you would need the extra bit of armour if anything were to happen. He pulled out his phone again, "no. Too risky."

"What do you mean risky?" You scoffed, adjusting the helmet so that it was a little more comfortable, it was obvious why he had a secondary face covering, the damn thing was harsh. You dared to get back down on your front again, holding the rifle steady with one hand, your phone in the other.

He shrugged. "This guy's an ally of Soldier Boy's. He could hurt us."

"We'll be fine," you reassured, patting his shoulder. "Trust me. Between old reliable over there, and your strength, we can take that cunt down easily."

The gulp he made was audible, making you frowm as he drew a little closer still; it was as if he was trying to shield you from shelling in the trenches, so close that he was almost on top of you. He could withstand so much more, and he was ready for the fight if it came. You could feel his phone case against you when he held the damn thing.

"This is Soldier Boy. He's different. Brutal."

"You made it a point to lean into him a little, relaxing; if he knew that you weren't anxious, perhaps he wouldn't be so bad, either. "We're only here for a couple of hours. We just have to wait it out until Frenchie and Kimiko tell me they're ready to take over. After that, we can go home and, I dunno... how does Anthropophagus sound to you?"

Something that sounded similar to a scoff left him. "Can we watch la casa sperduta nel parco?"

"Yeah, we can watch that," you shrugged. "Just a couple more hours, alright? Then we can go home and I'll find the dvd... is it with the others?"

"I think so?"

"Good," you put your phone down next to you, still able to see the screen. "You wanna get a takeaway, too?"

"Italian?"

"Italian sounds good," you agreed. "You can order it, though, I hate ordering from websites."

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[gay-otlc]

I Am Woman, I Am Man

I am woman, I am man. I have beauty inside of me, I have strength. There was always beauty inside of me, but it was buried, locked, denied. I have always had strength, but it scared me, worried me, seemed dangerous.

I am woman, I am man. Outside I was only a man. My woman was my deepest secret, locked in a hidden magic garden. Mostly I couldn't get there except in my dreams.

I am woman, I am man. Why was my man so scary? so fraught, desperate, devoid? Perpetual vigil lest strength do Caliban-like harm. At best tight-lipped tolerance from the world- earned by perpetual service. But always the risk of a mistake, with the consequences unthinkable. Punishing myself to get right with the world.

I am woman, I am man. Therapist tried to help me cure myself of my womanhood. That would be a living death with tube feeding from Hollywood and a meaningless job and a prickly pear, to go round at five o' clock in the morning. But where is joy? Where is life? Where is love?

I am woman, I am man. At last I found my hidden garden. I found it in a canyon in Colorado; I found it in music; I found it in my womanhood; I found it in my dear ones. I'm learning to be in my secret garden whenever I want- which is most always.

I am woman, I am man. Now my beauty shines out. Now my strength is safe, and good, and joyous. I stand tall, and proud, and happy. I run into the woods. I revel in the beauty of nature, of art, of people. I glory in the beauty of my friends. Now my love for them can pour out. Now I can accept their love.

(Robin Esch, Journal of Gender Studies Vol XIV #2 Summer-Fall 1992)

#trans poetry #queer history #i'm back on my bullshit #this is my favorite one i think #multigender people. we've always fuckin been here and that brings me so much comfort

[the-andromeda-effect]

12

A knock at the door had Adira and Caliban’s heads turning quickly, as the medic came in to look at her hand.  He let Caliban know that Svarog’s gunshot wound was only superficial and stitches had been all that was required, but there had been quite a bit of bleeding.  He’d need some time off to rest and heal, but otherwise he’d be fine.  Nothing to worry over.

After cleaning the cut, even Caliban could see how deep it was.  She had gotten lucky though, none of the tendons had been cut.  Whether there would be any nerve damage would have to wait until it started healing.  The medic could apply stitches, but only a neurologist or hand surgeon would be able to do more.  That would require a trip to the hospital, which Caliban had already been debating.  In the end it was Adira who decided to just have the stitches at the mansion.  Mircea knew many people at the hospital, and she didn’t want to take a chance on being recognized.  Not yet.  Not so soon.  If there were problems later, they could figure out how to get a specialist involved.

After the stitches were in and the hand bandaged, Caliban took the bloody towel she had previously had her hand wrapped in.  He had an idea on how to keep Mircea from suspecting anything, at least for a while.  Once Adira was seen in public with him, there might be some talk that they would have to deal with; but for the short term it would be a solution.  Her wedding rings from Mircea were still up in his bedroom.  By putting her blood all over them and returning them to him, it would hopefully confirm somewhat in his mind that she was indeed dead.  Then with having her secluded with him at his cabin for a while, where he could even work remotely, there would be time away to let everything settle within the society he ran in.  Hopefully that would give her a bit more of a sense of security as well.

Once the medic had left, Caliban sat quietly with Adira waiting for Theron to arrive with a car to take her up to the main mansion.  He figured the delay was that Theron and Lars were talking outside, and possibly others that had witnessed the shooting.  No doubt Theron wanted to know how things could have gone so sideways so quickly, a question that  he had himself.  Once Adira was back up at the house and resting, Caliban was going to start demanding answers and someone better have some; or there was going to be hell to pay that would make Mircea Kalavati look merciful.  

Finally Theron appeared, looking a bit drawn and frustrated.  It was clear that whatever he had found out was not good.   “Why don’t I take Adira back up to the mansion so she can rest while you handle things down here, Caliban?”  While Theron was concerned about the woman, it was Caliban he was fully focussed on.  He wouldn’t say more, not with her sitting there.  Caliban was not a stupid man, he would have to figure it out.  “Theron?” Adira was the one that spoke, looking between the two men.  “I…I…”  Now both men were looking only at her.  She was trying to find words, but was failing, she was still so scared.  She didn’t want to go with Theron, even if she trusted him.  “No.”  Her head shook as her voice came out shaky and quiet.  “Caliban can take me up.  I want him with me.” She was now looking at the floor and fighting not to completely collapse over the weight of all that happened.  She was holding Caliban’s hand and her grip on it tightened, feeling like it was a lifeline to sanity.   

Caliban pulled her to him and cradled her head on his shoulder, before Adira had even finished speaking.  Someone was going to pay for what had gone on, more than just the dead guard outside.  There had been more than one failure that got it to this point.  Softly he kissed her head as his hand gently soothed her back as she softly began to sob against the side of his neck.  His eyes closed, he hated not being able to do anything to soothe her, to make everything that had transpired that morning disappear from her memory.  

Theron looked between the couple on the couch, he too was not a stupid man.  “Of course, Adira.  I’m sorry for thinking you would have no problem otherwise.  I did not mean to upset you.”  Things were about to be very bad, he could tell from the way Caliban was caring for her.  Already both of them were accepting her into their lives in her new role, and that meant that whoever threatened her would face a severe  retribution..  “He is going to need to come back down here at some point, unfortunately.  The men need to talk to him.  Who do you want to stay with you at the mansion, once you are settled?  I promise that we are not going to leave you up there alone.” He was treading much more carefully now.  His voice was warm and understanding, realizing that he might not fully know all that had happened.  He was not going to ask either.

“I..I..I don’t know.”  Adira said around choked sobs, her arms now around Caliban tightening as she clung to him.  “Can anyone keep me safe from Mircea?” Her eyes closed and she pressed against Caliban; he was the only one that she truly believed and trusted could.

“Theron, why don’t you stay with her and I’ll send up two more guards when I leave.”  Caliban again kissed her head.  “Theron will stay in the room with you and the others will be right outside the room.  You need to rest and I need to find out what happened to lead to this.  We’ll get you settled first and comfortable.”  His hand gently ran over her hair in a soothing manner.  Keeping her calm was his top priority at the moment. “Mircea is not going to get to you. I’ll kill him first, do you understand me?”  Caliban’s tone was soft and comforting for someone who had just promised death to her ex-husband. “No one hurts what’s mine.”  His arms tightened around her as his eyes met Theron’s.  The expression on Caliban’s face did not match his comforting tone, instead it was one of intense fury. It was one Theron knew, and knew well.  It was one that the men outside had best fear.

“Ok.”  It was said so softly that neither Theron nor Caliban were sure that they had heard it, but her nod reinforced that Adira had said something.

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[afterthegreatunknown]

headcanon interpretation of fiona’s relationship with her stepfather, as well as the man who is her biological father:

one of fiona’s earliest childhood memories she can recall, is her at the age of two or three, wandering around the house that was her home at the time. fiona can recall seeing her stepfather talking to himself in the library. he’s talking to himself while reading a child rearing book. talking to himself in an language not in english (english is the main spoken language in the city; the language he’s speaking fiona learns, is her stepfather’s native language), looking worried out of his mind. it’s a sight fiona grew to see many times later on in life until fourteen, whenever stepfather thinks he’s alone in the dead of night.

such a sight has fiona, when she became the proper age of seven, had her wishing she was living with her biological father instead. fiona knows by seven that her stepfather’s reading was because he at the time, was too young to be a stepfather. mother, for whatever reason, dated and married a younger man ten years her junior, more suited as a baby sitter than parent.

fiona at seven very much wanted a parent who knew what he was doing. a parent who was already well-suited for the role. but he moved away not long after she was born. he moved away and no one, not her stepfather or other volunteers, never explained. never gave an excuse on her biological father wanting to divorce her mother, and leaving soon after it was done.

and fiona at seven, very much bothered by her biological father’s absence and wanting and wishing a more well-suited parent in her life, while never calling her stepfather ‘father’, for he told her that he shouldn’t steal that title from that man, found it now easier to correct people of their mistake.

fiona’s wishes and wants of having her biological father in her life came crashing down at the age of ten. she and her stepfather were in the city, and fiona did some minor investigating of a ‘t. caliban’ due to a mistaken dispatch (dispatches; it happened more than once) sent to her stepfather on the queequeg (dispatches he never read or see; he didn’t care for dispatches at the time) when it was supposed to be sent to a city in the kingdom of arizona. ‘t. caliban’, who she learned went back by his bachelor name of fernald. fernald, the first and surname of her still missing brother (fiona’s surname is a complicated thing)

knowing now that her biological father left with the intent of not wanting to be in her life, for he returned to city at some point after another ended marriage, and could have attempted to contact her at any point in time but didn’t, has fiona fearing that ‘moved away’ was her stepfather and other people’s way of politely saying, ‘your biological father is a deadbeat who abandoned you, your brother, and your mother’. it had fiona fearing that his ‘moving away’ was connected to her birth all along. but because nothing more was given on the subject (be it told or found), fiona could only speculate.

and she’s fine with speculating, for her stepfather is still around. the sole constant left in her life. a constant who is brash, a loudmouth, and unfit to be a parent (even with all those child reading books he bought as the years went on). a constant who by fiona’s teenage years, has no idea what she would like (friends her age, spending more time on land that isn’t just for supply runs, the truth of almost everything). a constant who will never leave her side all of a sudden.

at least until she finds the queequeg empty, after the return back from the grotto with the baudelaires. no note of explanation given. just balloons spelling out vfd. it has fiona now admitting to herself but not out loud, that her biological father never moved away, but abandoned the family, because of her. and fiona thought she did something that had her stepfather doing what her biological father did almost sixteen years ago.

but when she heard her stepfather’s loud, booming calling out to her and fernald as they were trying to avoid duncan and isadora quagmire throwing hands at them (mostly fernald)? hearing her stepfather yelling at her and fernald for doing so much wrong in such a short amount of time, and then hearing stepfather yelling at himself for doing wrong to make her and fernald make their decisions? hearing her stepfather admitting right then there that his lack of hesitation and blind attention to the organization nearly destroyed all of them?

hearing her stepfather admitting his wrongdoing and failures? while it doesn’t wipe it away (oh no, it’s going to take a lot more than words), doesn’t excuse or explain, fiona knows that her stepfather and ‘that man’ aren’t the same in the slightest. 

for unlike ‘that man’, her stepfather came back.

#asoue #a series of unfortunate events #fiona widdershins #captain widdershins #thursday #thursday asoue #book verse #headcanons #(cleaning out my drafts and found this) #(i still stand with what i wrote for this post) #(while he shouldn't have left in the first place) #(what's important is that he came back) #(and i for one find this important in my headcanons for them) #(especially with how fiona views 'that man' that is her biological father) #we all queue in a yellow submarine

[theimperiumchronicles]

Happy STS! Your characters are invited to a Halloween party; costumes required. Tell me what they're dressing up as and how the night goes. 🙃

Happy STS that tripped and fell over into Monday. ;)

I'm going to skip @theimperiumchronicles and go with some of the others cuz they need love <3

****

@devil-in-the-details-ay

Astaroth - the grim reaper

Yara - A butterfly (at Asti's insistence)

Their night would go lovely because it would not be spent in Hell. They would be on Earth. Where...you'll find out in the story later. ****

@the-andromeda-effect

Caliban - Scrooge (Adira picked it out, everyone else finds it HILARIOUS)

Adira - Aphrodite (Caliban picked it out)

Theron - Toth

Lars - Agent X from Men in Black

Marcin (2nd Bodyguard) - Agent K from Men in Black

The party will be, of course, at the mansion. Adira will have a blast as those around her relax some knowing that all is safe on the estate grounds. There is lots of laughter and fun, not one drop of worry. (this will be vastly different from the Halloween one shot for this storyline)

****

@magical-mistakes-vm

There is a theme here - the whole cast will be dressed up in 1920's attire. Think Magical Mistakes does Peaky Blinders. Of course Vollrath would be Tommy. Balor states that Mahala is NOT Grace (because not dead) or Lizzie (for reasons)...she's some nebulous 3rd female who Tommy doesn't fuck over. *snorts* Balor, being the older brother, is of course Arthur. Baldur grows out his beard to go as Alfie. Elmar does his best to pull a Luca. The party would be hosted by the Coven. No one is going to piss Vollrath or Balor off because...reasons. Mahala would get to meet many of the others from the Coven that she had not already met, which would go very smoothly. The night would be a great success with everyone having a fun time in the 1920's theme.

For funsies, Balor and Elmar both decide once more to try and "steal" Tommy's girl. Now...this goes as expected...but at least this time most of the time they're laughing at the Blinders jokes that go along with it. The only hitch is that afterwards Vollrath and Balor both get teased mercilessly regarding haircuts till they grow out. Definitely season 5...lawd... ****

@princess-of-thieves-id

Diyan/Noar - Capt. Jack Sparrow

Inara/Renisa - Elizabeth Swan

Arik - Will Turner

There will most likely be at some point a sword fight. Someone is going to get slapped, most likely Diyan/Noar. And, just like the movies, Elizabeth Swan will be leaving the party with Will Turner. *laughs*

****

Tapperhet

Meeri - Snow White

Einar - Prince Charming

Lorcan - Huntsman

Elio - King

Thieran - the apple

Hilarity. The night will be pure hilarity. Why did Thieran pick the apple? Because he wasn't damn well going to be the Queen, she was a right bitch. So, instead he wanders around looking like a cast member of an underwear commercial and making way too many jokes involving apples, and fruits, and...it's bad, okay. Just try not to think too hard. That being said, the others all agree he would have slayed in a gown!

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@behindthesemasks

Melania - her mother. *dies* Who else would be fitting but to go as Marie LaVeau? Marie, coincidentally finds this hilarious and lends her period garments and does her hair and makeup.

Nic - Papa Legba

Alexander - Hamlet

Ambrose - Baron Samedi

Cade - Gede Nibo

Marie - Manman Brigitte

Gabe - Diable Tonnere

Klaus - Baron Criminel

Erik - Guede L'Orage

Dontanion and Francois don't need to dress up, they scare the shit out of people as is.

If you think ANYONE is stupid enough to disrupt a Meirs-LaVeau party on Halloween, of all nights, you would be wrong. Everything will go perfect, because if not...those Loa mentioned...well, they won't just be costumes....

tagging @raincoffeeandfandoms and @call-sign-shark cuz I think you'll find the one for Magical Mistakes a wee bit humorous even if you don't know the characters from that one. (put pics below so you can try to do an imagine)

Also, Sharkey, I can see Heaven partying it up with LaVeaus...

@blind-the-winds - look what our Magical Mistakes babies are doing!!

@saltysupercomputer - Looook at them all, they's all having funsies!!

@aziz-reads @toribookworm22 @pheita @writingmaidenwarrior

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[ips-northstar-official]

Hey, long-time Caliban pilot here with some questions, first of all, do y'all have a print-code variation for one without all the physical enhancement systems? The motors are nice and all, but... They're too slow, and I keep breaking the damn things...

And, secondly, would there be, ah, any potential complications to mounting an Athena-Class NHP in a rig designed for m- a Sekhmet-Class? Partner's been having some complaints about weird data, and is, ah, a bit more trigger-happy than I would assume is typical for the class, which... Isn't exactly a problem, per se, but I worry about her.

- 'Rictus'

Hello Rictus!

We’re sorry to hear you’re having problems with your Caliban! To answer your question: yes, the printcode for the Caliban is fully modular, and you should be able to remove or change out the physical enhancement motors. If the base Caliban motors are too slow (we assume you may be breaking them because you’re pushing harder/faster than them somehow?) for your tastes, we recommend replacing them with motors from our Nelson line, which are purpose-built for durability and speed.

As for your partner: while it is abnormal to have an ATHENA operating in a SEKHMET mount, there should be no compatibility issues. Based on your data issues, we believe you may not have cleared the engram buffers, so there may still be leftovers of the last person hooked into the mount. Remember there are both secondary and tertiary buffers to scrub as well!

Let us know if these fixes work for you!

#lancer rpg #lancerrpg

[night-market-if]

haven't seen enough love for my dear caliban and words cld not explain how ANGERY i was at odin for that. u get a sad scene where caliban leaves n then u get whiplash from how it didn't matter and they're just back where they didn't want to be. i'll cry for you every night caliban :<<

It's very Odin like, really. Wants to kind of see how people will react. Doesn't want to do it himself. At least, that's the Odin in this mythos. I won't speak for Norse Mythology.

But don't you worry, Caliban has a lot of love in my household. So much so that my teen named her cat after him. We cannot escape that man. LOL

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