#claros

[ya-no-la-quiero]

Sin miedo a sentir / Javier Gallardo

[canalmenorca]

CALA MITJANA, paradisíaca playa del suroeste de MENORCA

Ver esta publicación en Instagram Una publicación compartida de canalmenorca.com (@canalmenorca) CALA MITJANA es una paradisíaca playa del suroeste de MENORCA, cercana a CALA GALDANA y próxima a otra maravilla, como lo es CALA MITJANETA. Esta cala cuenta con arena blanca y fina, aguas de color azul turquesa y está enmarcada entre acantilados de tonos claros Menorca: La joya natural del…

[theclaravita]

Warframe OC Lore - Orbis Vitae

I realize that I haven't actually canonized any of my OCs in Warframe. They've all lived in my mind for the last ten years. Time for them to be made... IMMORTAL. VIA THE WRITTEN WORD! >:D

Pictures will come later. If I remember. lol

CONTENT WARNINGS spoilers

ROSTER --------

NOTE: Callsign colors indicate fireteam affiliations. Red = Fireteam Vitalia Green = Fireteam Lucid Yellow = Fireteam Radiant Purple = Solo Nix Blue = Solo Indigo Operators would often act alone, but tended to work together with their assigned fireteammate when necessary.

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Name: Claros Age: 13 @ jump Gender: Cis/Male School: Naramon Role: Scout | Assassin Loadout: Nezha | Vectis Callsign: Scarlet

Name: Shay Age: 13 @ jump Gender: Cis/Female School: Madurai Role: Striker Loadout: Valkyr Callsign: Fury

Name: Ador Age: 16 @ jump Gender: Cis/Male School: Vazarin Role: Defender Loadout: Oberon | Magistar Callsign: Paladin

Name: Anna Age: 14 @ jump Gender: Cis/Female School: Vazarin Role: Healer Loadout: Trinity | Tigris Callsign: Angel

Name: Adri Age: 17 @ jump Gender: Trans/Female School: Zenurik Role: Stealth | Assassin Loadout: Ivara | Daikyu Callsign: Nix

Name: B'hen Age: 15 @ jump Gender: Cis/Male School: Unairu Role: Tank Loadout: Chroma | Galatine Callsign: Brutal

Name: Lizzy Age: 16 @ jump Gender: Cis/Female School: Madurai | Vazarin Role: Support | Control Loadout: Equinox | Soma/Kronen Callsign: Duplex

Name: Nero Age: 12 @ jump Gender: Nonbinary School: Zenurik Role: Control Loadout: Limbo Callsign: Indigo

BACKGROUND ----

Claros is a mischievous one, with a penchant for trickery and deception. During his time before the Jump, he spent most of his time climbing through the understructure of the Zariman. Deep within the engineering sector, he founded a secret base where he and his closest friends hung out and stashed ill-gotten goods from around the ship.

Constantly at odds with authority figures, Claros made a name for himself by constantly being an unmitigated menace to the crew. On one notable occasion, he caused a large chemical fire in one of the many concourse areas, severely damaging a lot of the surrounding structures and greenery. After this incident, Claros was effectively locked away by the crew, kept under lock and key for everyone's safety.

After the Jump, Claros's friends came to his rescue, tucking away deep into the understructures of the ship, hiding from the crazed adults as they morphed and changed into horrific monsters. Their old hideout quickly became a safehouse for a very large number of children. It was in the safety of their hideaway that Claros first encountered the Man In The Wall.

Over the length of time that the children remained stranded in the Void, Claros and his friends grew exceedingly resentful of the Orokin and their former keepers. If they hadn't been so careless, this wouldn't have happened! So when the ship was recovered and the Orokin began retrieving the children, Claros urged everyone to stay hidden, so let the Orokin discard the ship so they could escape. Eventually, almost everyone left the hideout, leaving only Claros and his seven closest friends.

They never emerged. They instead bided their time and escaped into the greater system the first chance they got. They commandeered a small ship, hacked its pilot Cephalon, and fled to beyond the Outer Terminus in search of an old Relay that had gone dark before the Zariman was lost. They found it, and began work on setting up a secret base outside the purview of the Orokin. They remained far away from any other living souls so that their Void powers could do no harm. Soon after they arrived, they found a means to bind their Void energy safely, though at great cost to their physiological function. They deemed this a fair price to pay and began their work.

Claros and his friends, now calling themselves Orbis Vitae, hacked into communications and kept watch on the system, planning on saving the other Zariman children from the Orokin. Through this espionage they learned of Margulis, and eventually her death and the advent of Transference and Warframes. They discovered the state of things in the system, that the Orokin were at war against an ancient threat from Tau, and that their old friends, now named Tenno, were being used as weapons of war against it.

Orbis Vitae rallied together, stealing Somatic Links and Warframes, then teaching themselves how to use them. Eventually they were able to master their newfound abilities and launched targeted strikes against Orokin supply depots to steal weapons and materials. The lost Relay that they'd made into their home grew vibrant and functional as a mobile base of operations. Using the Void as cover, they moved across the system, hunting for their old friends to save them...

But they were lost in their Warframes. Their minds had been locked away. They were mindless slaves to Orokin will, unable to be reasoned with. Orbis Vitae quickly realized that it was a lost cause. That their friends were beyond help...

When the Old War reached its fever pitch, Orbis Vitae spent their time defending small outposts that the Orokin abandoned, fighting off hordes of Sentients with impressive success rates.

But then Hunhow began corrupting the Warframes, with his daughter Natah having infiltrated the Orokin and turning the Tenno against their former masters. Orbis Vitae were not immune to this seduction, and soon they turned their weapons on those they had once protected.

Natah eventually turned against her father and hid the Tenno away on Lua, shunting the satellite into the Void for their protection. Like all other Tenno, Orbis Vitae fell into the deep sleep of the Second Dream...

CURRENT LORE ----

Claros was the first to awaken from the long dream. After spending many years fighting the Grineer and Corpus, staving off the Infestation, and delving into the Void Towers for lost secrets, Claros discovered the hidden truth of the Lotus. When his Excalibur Warframe encountered his true self on Lua, he retained very little memory of what had come before. He remembered his friends faces, but not their names or their clan. He gave himself to the study of Tenno Schools, eventually dedicating himself to Naramon.

Over time, flashes of memory came back to him. He remembered a black tower, shrouded among the abyssal dark as it floated free in space, and knew he had to find it. He spent all of his free time searching, putting his ship Cephalon to work whenever they had a down moment. Finally, after many long years, he found it. He entered the long-dormant dojo and instantly was inundated with memories.

He remembered their mission to protect those deemed unworthy of the Orokin's favor. He remembered their names, their heartache at their friends being turned into living weapons, he remembered losing himself to the Sentient corruption... He remembered everything.

He put out the call to Orbis Vitae. He knew where each of his friends were. He called them to their old home. And they came. One by one.

Ador, callsign Paladin. His pure white Oberon Warframe had protected every innocent under his charge, and his Magistar had crushed any foe foolish enough to get close.

Anna, callsign Angel. Her gilded Trinity Warframe had healed more wounds than she could care to count, and her Tigris shotgun had eviscerated even more enemies.

Shay, callsign Fury. Her crimson Valkyr Warframe needed no weapon to shred thousands of enemies into fine strands of meat and metal. Her body had once been white and gold... Before the killing began.

Adri, callsign Nix. Her shrouded Ivara Warframe had never been detected. Any target unfortunate enough to be caught in her Daikyu's sights never knew what hit it.

B'hen, callsign Brutal. His bestial Chroma Warframe had never known flesh that it couldn't burn, robotics it couldn't jolt, or shields it couldn't freeze. His Galatine cleaned up whatever dross was left.

Lizzy, callsign Duplex. Her duplicitous Equinox Warframe supported allies and harried enemies in equal measure. You would know what was in store based on if she was carrying her Soma or twin Kronen tonfas.

Nero, callsign Indigo. Their elegant Limbo Warframe danced the line between reality and the Void. With a flick of the wrist or a snap of the fingers, enemies were unmade and allies protected, all without the need of a weapon.

Now finally reunited and their memories beginning to be restored, Clan Orbis Vitae began their mission anew in this age of strife and conflict.

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That's it for now. Maybe I'll do Clara next. She's my Drifter version of Claros and... She's a TRIP. lol

[megalomari]

Superarlo toma tiempo 📼🎶

[kilamonster]

Lola 🎀

a/n: Happy National Dog Day! Sometimes my two brain cells work together long enough to spark creativity. A writer I am not. This is just a straight up puppy love drabble. Spanish translations at the end. Inspired by @half-moon16

He had immediately said no.

But the moment he saw your eyes light up when you first asked him, he knew he was completely fucked. Because he’d do anything to see you light up like that again. You were persistent, asking him at least three more times that night, giving him your biggest puppy dog eyes and an exaggerated pout, pleading with him that you just knew she was the one. You wore him down by the following day.

Javier Peña got her for you and brought her home with a big pink bow tied to her dainty pink collar.

She was so small in his giant hands. He hid her in between them behind his back as he stepped through the front door one Friday evening after work. He found you in the kitchen prepping dinner. Told you to close your eyes before you turned around, “I have something for you.”

He brought his hands to his front still keeping her hidden in between them. He leaned in and you felt his breath as his lips grazed your ear, “Abre tus ojos, Cariño.”

“Javi, is this…?!”

“This is Lola and she’s all yours,” he smiled as he revealed her to you.

Your whole face lit up as you took her from him and held her close. Eyes wide, smiling from ear to ear, practically squealing Javi’s name as you looked at Lola. So full of excitement, surprise and adoration. Javi committed this moment to memory.

Even though you were the one who fed Lola, walked her, and trained her, she’d always prefer to curl up on Javi’s chest or on his belly whenever he sat on the couch, but her favorite place turned out to be the spot between his shoulder and his neck.

When it first happened, Javi knew better than to let Lola get used to that spot. He knew she’d grow and she’d be too heavy to cuddle up on him like that. That his shoulder and neck would ache if he let her get used to it. But how could he deny her? She was so small and delicate. Despite his grumpy expression, he was completely smitten with such a tiny creature. He didn’t realize just how much he’d end up loving Lola, too.

You were usually the one to leave for work after he did and he was rarely left alone with Lola in the mornings. Today, he’s running late for work. You had given brief but specific instructions on what to do with Lola before he leaves the house.

He’s heading towards the door satisfied he’s completed what you asked of him when he hears Lola whining and whimpering. He turns around, and she’s sitting in the hallway looking up at him with the saddest puppy dog eyes he has ever witnessed.

“Ay pobrecita! Ven conmigo, preciosa.” Javi can’t believe how quickly his resolve breaks.

He zips her up inside his leather jacket before he steps out of his truck to walk into the office. He tries his best to keep her quiet, but it’s short lived. She squirms and softly barks.

“Lola, no, cállate,” he whispers. She barks again, a bit louder this time, and he frowns. A security guard in the lobby reminds him dogs aren’t allowed.

“THIS DOG IS DEA,” he bellows. The guard nods and lets them through.

“Me vas a meter en problemas perrita traviesa!”

Thank you, bbs: @ak-vintage @pedroswife69 @sunshinehaze1 @80ssong @fhatbhabiee @senorabond @educated-zombie and @peepawispunk for the DEA line!

Divider by @saradika-graphics

Spanish Translations:

-Abre tus ojos, Cariño (Open your eyes, darling)

-Ay pobrecita! Ven conmigo, preciosa (Ay, poor thing! Come with me, precious)

-cállate (be quiet)

-Me vas a meter en problemas perrita traviesa! (You’re going to get me in trouble naughty puppy)

[miguxadraws]

Hear me out...

This drawing makes such a good wallpaper

I hope u don't mind 🥲

ACTUALLY LOOKS ADORABLE AS A WALLPAPER!!

of course I don't mind!!!

[elbiotipo]

Lo peor de vivir en Argentina, sobre todo con este gobierno, es que la crisis económica constante no te permite pensar en otra cosa. No podés hablar de política internacional, de cultura, de ciencia, de tecnología, de cosas tan importantes como la naturaleza, porque el discurso es que hay una crisis (artificial) y que no hay plata, que hay que hacer plata, que no alcanza la plata, que tenemos que ganar plata, que no hay plata. Es realmente cansador y contribuye a una mentalidad de mirarse el ombligo y solamente concentrarse en eso.

[celvstes]

“¿puedo robarte por un momento? necesito una segunda opinión.” se acerca a la primera persona que cree reconocer, y da un suave toque sobre el brazo, buscando así llamar su atención. está vistiendo un pijama que aún lleva las etiquetas puestas, y pies descalzos recorren el suelo del local, en búsqueda de ojos frescos para tomar decisión final. “¿me veo como la protagonista de una mediocre película navideña o como una influencer que tiene mucho ácido hialurónico en los labios? —sí, hay una respuesta correcta y no voy a decirte cuál es.” amigable sonrisa se delinea sobre pétalos, acompañando risueña entonación.

[darkenergyslivers]

the sun’s aura - hdr composite photograph of april 8, 2024 total solar eclipse taken at clarksville, texas by portugal-based astrophotographer miguel claro

[depoesiaypoetas]

Desde el profundo y visceral sentimentalismo, mientras las parestesias me inundan de los pies al alma, tengo que escribir que no es mi responsabilidad no sentir lo que sientes. Hoy toca ser el malo en la historia donde sigo sin entender por qué culparme de no corresponderte cuando fue en el inicio que expresé el afecto no era correspondido. No es mi culpa. No me hace una mala persona. No demerita que puedas merecer amor de otros, o que yo pueda amar a más. Que si quiero a alguien más, que por qué no a ti, que si no eres suficiente, que si mis traumas infantiles, que quién me hizo daño. Ni siquiera se trata de eso. En un mundo de coincidencias quizás no somos una de esas, y no pasa nada. Eso no me hace el villano. Eso no genera que trates de responsabilizarme de tus acciones o usar el estandarte de que por mí todo el dolor te aplasta. Tampoco estoy en la postura de pedir disculpas cuando finalmente las decisiones son tomadas por el libre albedrío y si bien no podemos contener lo que sentimos, echarme en cara lo que haces intentando maximizar tus emociones e invalidar las mías, no se siente de ninguna forma como el amor que proclamas.

Clara Ajc

[torneio-sexymen-brasil]

[cybergus]

May 13-17 2024: My week in pictures, by Abelardo Ojeda.

My Street Photoblog

[marv-el-spot]

✦ GIFTOBER 2024 | Day 03/31: GOLD

🏆🏅🏅🥳🥳🎇🎇🎇🇦🇷🇦🇷🇦🇷

[kilamonster]

General Marcus Acacius was so big. I wanted to give him a lil smooch!

[idon-twannabeperceived]

La votación de ley más normal, muy democrático todo, viva la libertad carajo