#galenus

[ladymirdan]

-ring ring- Hello Ultramarine Rental Agency, I need to rent an Ultramarine who is really good at UNO. Because if I lose this match Trazyn is gonna put me in one of his displays in a very unflattering pose. Please help.

You want Captain Galenus:

If he can figure out void warfare, he can probably figure out UNO. It is basically thr same thinf after all

[max1461]

Use Galen shit on me

[madamefluffnstuff]

TES Summerfest 2024, Day 3: Ghost

Day 3 of TES Summerfest 2024! Hosted by @tes-summer-fest.

Fandom: Elder Scrolls Online Paring: Yisara x Mathren Rating: K Warning(s): Spoilers for the Blackwood Zone quest "The Ghostwriter of Giovesse". Words: 932 AN: God I love this quest so much, I stayed up late just to finish it and figure out what happened.

Yisara is having a bit of writer's block, and Mathren convinces her to get some rest.

~~~~~~~~~~~

The Egg and Hammer Inn was quiet. Peaceful, even, on the new moon night. A new moon meant there was more darkness than normal. If one wanted to do some late night reading, they'd need a very bright candle.

Yisara sat at her portable writing desk with not one, but two, very bright candles. Her lips pressed against a curled index finger, chin propped up with a tapping thumb. Soft brown waves of hair framed her face, having been set free from the confines of her bun. The candlelight starkly illuminated her facial features, especially her amber-green eyes, which were so unwaveringly focused on the half-filled sheet of manuscript in front of her.

She let out a soft sigh through her nose. Writer's block was hitting hard again.

Perhaps unironically, the quill in her hand had run dry some time ago. The lack of accidental ink blots in the margins was a testament to her careful planning with this piece. Even if it was only a rough draft.

The budding author set down the quill and picked up the first few sheets she had completed earlier. Maybe a quick re-read... Yisara thought. Alas, she ended up in the same spot as before. She let out another sigh, heavier this time, nearly all the air escaping her lungs. Perhaps she had stayed up too late and was running on empty again.

Just then, she felt something shift in her pocket. Yisara's head jerked a little as her hand frantically reached to grab the item. The tiny object practically leapt into her hand. Her heart skipped a beat as she pulled her hand from her pocket and looked at what she fished out;

Mathren's ring. She stared intently for a moment before rolling the coiled metal band between her fingers. Funny, she could have sworn she put it in the special jewelry pouch in her pack before she went to freshen up for bed. How did it get in her sleep clothes' pocket? Not that she was complaining, of course. Just confused.

As if on cue, the ring flipped itself over in her palm, where she could now see the tiny inscription on the inside. She jumped a little.

"Mathren, not right now," Yisara murmured to the trinket. "Now's not a good time..."

It seemed the aforementioned Imperial didn't like that very much, as the ring began to quiver against her fingers. An uneasy feeling began to creep into her, like she could sense his own unease. No- his worry?

Yes.

Her paperwork suddenly found itself being flung into her carrying case alongside the hastily capped ink pot. The Redguard woman knew very well Mathren was a spirit- she was reminded of it on a daily basis. She knew he couldn't physically touch her. But this sense of urgency... He wanted to talk to her. Needed to talk to her. And the ring was the only way.

Yisara pawed through her travel bags looking for the other essential piece to communicate with Mathren. "Come on, I know it's in here somewhere," she muttered to herself. Suddenly there was a solid thump and her head jerked to the side. She froze- There it was, in plain sight- the Spirit Lantern.

She blinked a couple of times before smiling. Of course he did. With the same care one would use holding a newborn babe, she picked up the lantern and set it on the nightstand. Then she reached for one of her slightly too bright candles and brought it to the burner. Once she blew on it to give it a strong flame and she was sure it would stay, Yisara snatched the ring up and slipped it on her pointer finger. The one that had been resting on her lips earlier.

Whether it was the magic in the ring or the smoke from the lantern, Mathren's ghostly form materialized at the end of the bed. Shirtless, of course.

"Yisara, my love."

She gave him a slightly exasperated but smitten smile. "Mathren."

He gently grasped her hand. Even with his corporeal form she could still feel the chill of his spectral fingers on her own.

"Are you being unkind to yourself again, dearest?"

She shrugged. "No, not unkind. Just having some writer's block is all. Again."

Mathren smiled back. "And how late is it?"

"...very late."

An echoey chuckled sounded through the room. Yisara was so used to that noise it didn't bother her anymore. Mathren shifted positions a bit, bringing one leg onto the bed and leaned against his knee.

"Perhaps it's time for you to rest. You've done plenty of good work today. And like you said once- you can always revisit it later."

Yisara nodded, acknowledging he was right. She sighed quietly. "I really should."

Mathren ran an ethereal hand along his love's cheek. "If you'd like, I can sit and watch over you so no one bothers you. I don't need sleep like I used to."

To anyone who didn't have the ring or the lantern, it was a rather strange sight- a young Redguard woman sleeping in an inn bed, with the covers moving on their own accord to tuck her in. Soon after, a large divot formed at the foot of the bed, as if someone was sitting there. A few out of place footsteps could be heard near the doors and windows, as if checking them out.

To Yisara, however, her spectral beloved was just making sure she was safe and sound. And for that she was very grateful.

Sometimes having a ghost for a partner has its' advantages.

[monstersofsilence]

the small, happy baker herself!

haven't drawn Galenu in forever!

[indyfilmlibrary]

Yesterday ended last night (2022) – 3 stars

To deliver on the promise of all its facets, Yesterday ended last night needed to find a way to balance them. As it is, it feels like its storytelling is at war with its visual elements. #moviereview #yesterdayendedlastnight #experimental #china #drama

Director: Galenus Zhou, Jia Jie Lin & Ze Cong Kuang Writer: Ze Cong Kuang Cast: Ji Ke Li, Hong Bo Zou Running time: 21mins Galenus Zhou’s films are ambitious to a fault. In both the examples the young filmmaker has submitted to Indy Film Library, his media-literate philosophical musings have both delighted and confounded. In the cyclical nightmare of Again and Again, he asked us to think…

[masonshmason]

A WIP of a new OC design! His name is Galenus and he has Youngest Royal Sibling Syndrome, a.k.a. his self worth is in the toilet because he's the youngest of seven heirs to the imperial throne and he overcompensates by being a scheming asshole.

[teddog]

OCtober 2024 Day 14: Who or What Inspired Your OC

I promised my friends an interesting context to an important myth in the Fate fandom, so here we are.

Curtis is based a little bit on a historical figure named Galen. Not Aelius Galenus, but an obscure figure connected to figures that would later inspire parts of Nibelungenlied.

Content Warning: there is an event within this series of events that can be read as an incestuous marriage between non-blood related relatives. There’s also a lot of violence, murder, and an event that can be seen as self harm. These are historical events, please be thoughtful with how you engage with them.

A lot of what survives from this situation comes from Gregory of Tours. Look, I read a decent amount of Decem Libri Historiarum for this, which I wouldn’t recommend for researching OCs.

In the 500s, the Franks were in a civil war after Chlothar I died and split his kingdom between his four sons. Two of them, Chilperic I and Sigebert I, immediately went to war with each other. In the middle of this civil war, Sigebert marries Brunhilda of Austrasia.

This causes much drama amongst the brothers given Brunhilda’s status as an educated woman, which is atypical for the brothers’ spouses. Chilperic claims to want to marry Brunhilda’s sister, Galswintha, possibly out of jealousy. This relationship is short lived, however, as Galswintha is murdered by Chilperic and his favourite mistress, Fredegund.

You should start to notice some familiar names. Features of Fredegund and Brunhilda are both considered inspirations for Brunhild and Kriemhild. Sigebert probably inspired Sigurd. But where does Galen fit in? Let me get to that.

Sigebert tries to avenge Galswintha, but gets murdered by assassins from Fredegund. Brunhilda is still alive, which will become important later.

Meanwhile, Chilperic naturally has some kids across his various marriages. One of the kids from his first wife, Audovera, had a son named Merovech. What happened to Audovera? Don’t worry, Fredegund had her murdered too.

Merovech has enough sense to realize this situation is terrible for everyone involved. This is where Galen shows up as well. Galen is mentioned as Merovech’s servant, but you can kinda read him as Merovech’s accomplice in what’s about to go down. There’s also a bit of a “Historians think they were roommates” energy.

For example, there’s one incident Gregory of Tours talks about where Chilperic realizes that Merovech poses an actual threat, so he has the prince shipped off to a monastery. Galen breaks in and smuggles him out.

Merovech realizes the only way he will amass enough power to overthrow his dad is to marry into it, so he contacts the woman who hates his father the most— Brunhilda. This marriage is incredibly scandalous and done in secret by the bishop Prætextatus. Due to his involvement with this marriage, Prætextatus was exiled briefly and later assassinated allegedly under Fredegund’s orders.

In the aftermath we have the “shipped to a monastery” event, which was an attempt to nullify the marriage. Merovech gets out with Galen’s help and the two live on the run for several years while trying to overthrow Chilperic. They’re eventually sieged in a town and, realizing there was no escape, Merovech asked Galen to kill him. Galen was captured in the aftermath and was tortured to death by Fredegund.

To tie up the loose ends, Chilperic was eventually eventually assassinated on a hunting trip, Fredegund shockingly dies of natural causes, and Brunhilda was executed by Fredegund’s son, Chlothar II.

This is a very streamlined retelling of these events and if you’re curious about this clusterfuck, I encouraged you to do some deeper reading. Gregory of Tours is a sarcastic, bitter menace about this situation. Just look at this piece of art at the end of this post, reflecting the relationship between him and Chilperic!

As a final note, Gregory felt that Prince Merovech was morally correct to attempt a rebellion against Chilperic, but his youth and inexperience in an already fraught situation meant there was no way Merovech could have succeeded.

As for how this inspired Curtis, my partner’s OC is inspired in part on King Merovech. Merov is the dragon and Curtis is the dragon slayer, you see. But I kept bumping into Prince Merovech while doing research and his grim fate with Galen felt like a tragic past lifetime where the dragon and the dragon slayer teamed up to try to save the world and failed against impossible odds.

[greasycheese]

Hello I would like to show my favourite personal project rn

Remember this guy? (More under cut)

I’m going digital again for him!

He’s kind of a disembodied… everything- but he’ll have clothes I swear. Still don’t have a name for him but I’m thinking of Argus, Galenus, or Ignatiaus… I dunno yet.

[whereisthec]

Este silencio pasará

volverán las palabras como pájaros,

como veranos, como soles

volverán las palabras

y alguien dirá tu nombre.

Esta noche, duerme,

echa el ancla y duerme,

duerme.

Que por unas horas oscuras nada te hiera.

No llores, no implores, respira y duerme

concéntrate en la respiración

y acaríciate un hombro,

ámate un poco y duerme

esta noche duerme.

Mañana tendrás la oportunidad,

flamante y renovada de volverte a equivocar.

José Sbarra Galenus

[ladymirdan]

This book is making me ship Fabian/Galenus so hard. I have never seen two Ultramarine captains so encouraging and supportive of each other.

Fabian protects/hypes Galenus up in front of Cassius. That is crazy.

[ladymirdan]

Calgar: “Sicarius, why does second company have the weapons shipment meant for Galenus and the fifth?”

Sicarius:”I dunno, someone gave them to me. They work great by the way.”

[blinded-eyes-in-the-sun]

Lord Galenus von Bernstein: Hey, I was able to raise a fully functional kid! Elouise von Blackbird: looks at Asael Elouise von Blackbird: turns back to Galenus Elouise von Blackbird (CONFUSED): You have a kid that I don't know about?

[monstersofsilence]

Blossoms: A Bit Of Yourself (Sweeps ago)

"... so I just simply told them to just NOT do that but... they still did the thing." Galenu spoke to Varani beside her as they both were walking down a trail in the forest. "I do hope... one day to own a bakery though it is hard with me being a low blood and all."

"Hmm, I think you should not worry for that kind of thing." Varani replies. "As my master once told me: even if the world is a hard and cruel dealer of fate, always look forward to the positive side of life because it will always find a way to turn towards your favor."

Galenu chuckled from the retelling of the saying. "Yeah... maybe. Then... I will eventually open up my own bakery!"

"That's the spirit!"

"Also... speaking of your master... you have not mentioned a lot about yourself." The yellow blood curiously said. "How come?"

Varani didn't expect a question like this to come up. If anything, she had hoped to avoid it entirely, to not look back on the past. "Well... it is quite complicated..."

"I-I mean...! I don't want you to talk about if it makes you uncomfy..."

"No... no. I think... I think I should. Perhaps help me to get some closure." The blind troll says. Both of them eventually stopped at a clearing within the forest. Finding a toppled down log, they both sat on it to rest, Varani needing to reach her hands out to find it for her to sit on.

"This was before I became blind so... thankfully I still remember some visual representations." Varani said and continued. "... I... lived on the side of the mountain on the eastern part of Alternia. A large village. So beautiful. During the spring the cherry blossoms would bloom and it would look... stunning. Like a whole other world. I had my lusus but I was primarily raised by my master, Heroli Psinto. They were... quiet. Very hard to read and would not tell you right away if you mess up something. I had a friend who I grew up with, too who was also under master's apprenticeship. Her name is Kirina Zanshu. She... was a trouble maker but... I don't know. She was... a good friend."

"We both were training to become shrine protectors. Supposedly a spirit that is worshipped in our village would grant good fortune, harvest, luck, and among other things. Not just protecting the shrine but the whole village. We... never had threats or get attacked. We were a quiet village and got along with other nearby towns and villagea just fine. Until... one day... me and Kirina went snooping around underneath the temple, finding a cave behind a waterfall that was locked away. We found a sword... the one I have now. Longer katana, basically. But we then felt rumbling within the cave. At that moment, I didn't know that Kirina took the sword when I went back up to the temple."

"We got back up and were greeted from an unexpected attack from an unknown enemy. Apparently they were searching for something... we didn't know what it was but I was told my master to go hide and to take Kirina with me..."

"You hid?" Galenu added after Varani's pause.

"No..." The red blood answered. "Something inside me told me to go out there... and fight. I did the best I could... if anything it was enough to kill off the leader that lead the attack, forcing the rest of his attackers that were alive to flee. But... during that battle... I lost my master... and my friend, Kirina... and my sight..."

Galenu frowned from the mentioning of that. She was afraid that it would lead to something negative. "I'm... sorry I asked. I didn't mean for you bring up something you didn't want to retell..."

"No it's fine..." Varani reassured her. "If anything... it is good I get to tell it to someone. I have wanted to keep it hidden, hoping to not feel hurt from what was taken from me but... in a way, it was good to help me. To not hide it anymore and to finally move on with the weight of that memory not hanging on my shoulders."

"Then... I guess that's good?" Galenu says questioningly.

"Yes. it is a good thing." Varani, once more, reassured the yellow blood with a smile.

"By the way... how are you able to find your way around and such?" Galenu asks.

"Simple. I'm psychic!" The red blood excitedly answers. " Despite my sight being lost, I heightened my psychic psionics for me to... "see" in a way. Able to make out outlines of objects especially people and animals."

"Oohhh. That's really neat~"

[444names]

Names generated from Roman emperor forenames

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Balene Balenus Baleodus Baler Baletian Balexios Balus Basdos Basian Basilius Basio Basios Basius Cadian Cadidios Cadios Cadius Cadrian Cadro Calbinus Calbius Caletros Calus Caratius Carcas Carcian Carcitus Carcius Carcus Carian Carice Casdos Casios Casius Claurian Cleo Clerius Comac Comarcus Cominus Comius Commodos Comula Comulius Comulus Conas Conasios Conian Conikos Coninus Conio Conius Cono Conos Cons Constios Constius Contian Continus Dian Didianus Didio Dios Diostan Dius Dorian Dorobus Dosius Elaugus Elian Eliberus Elisaac Elius Ellus Flonsta Flordius Florobus Floros Flos Gaba Gabas Galbas Galbinus Galbius Galene Galenus Galeo Galeodos Galeodus Galexan Galian Gallian Galus Getian Getillus Getius Getran Glybrian Glybrius Glyce Gora Goratius Gordius Goricius Gorius Goros Grac Grajoan Grakios Graklos Gratios Hadio Hadius Hadrius Hael Haela Haellian Haemius Heminus Hemitel Heodoman Heodos Heodus Heonius Heonos Heophos Hera Herajoan Herian Hericius Herinus Hocallus Hocarcus Honos Honstus Horan Irel Ireligus Irentius Irenus Iscus Joan Joanian Joano Joantius Jordian Jordius Jorian Jorinius Jorius Joronos Joros Jovitela Jovitius Jovitus Jula Julianus Julibius Julienus Juliscus Julucian Julucius Julus Leno Lenoro Lenos Lenus Lerakios Lerius Lertius Lervalus Lexan Lexans Leximian Leximius Lexios Lian Lianas Lianian Libero Lice Lienes Ligulus Lippikos Liscus Lius Lucian Luciusta Macinus Macius Macrian Macrius Magalus Majan Majantil Majanus Majohn Majorius Majoros Manthos Mantian Mantimil Mantons Manus Maraklos Marcine Marcitus Marcius Marianne Marus Maudian Maudius Maurela Maurenus Maxeno Maxens Maxentin Maxenus Maximice Maximil Maximius Maxio Maxios Mian Miliano Minus Mitus Mius Nerac Nerian Nerinius Nerinus Nerius Nerus Nian Niantian Nikos Ninios Ninus Nios Nius Nuela Olybrian Olyce Olycera Olyceran Othemius Otheo Otheodos Othonian Othono Perakios Peran Perian Pericius Perius Perus Petinus Petius Petro Petros Phil Philian Philiber Philicer Phillus Philos Phocla Phons Phonstan Phorian Phorius Phoro Promius Promulus Prontian Prostus Quin Quinian Quinus Robus Romius Rommodos Romulius Ronine Roninus Ronios Rons Sephil Sepho Septil Severian Severva Seves Sevespas Sevetrel Stacalus Staugus Stus Tabalian Tabas Tacartan Tanas Tanorius Tasian Tasilius Tasios Themitel Themitus Themius Theo Theodos Theodus Theons Theophil Thera Theriano Therice Therius Thero Therobus Thertian Thordios Thorius Tian Tianax Tiantian Tianus Tiligus Timitus Tinus Tios Titustus Tius Trac Tracius Traclius Tracrius Trajohn Trakios Tran Tratian Trebono Trebons Trel Treno Trenstus Trobus Tromius Trono Tros Valba Valbinus Valbius Valene Valeo Valeono Valerus Valexio Valexios Vallius Vallus Valucius Valus Verajoan Verus Vespas Vetibius Vetilius Vetine Vetro Vian Vitus Zenstian Zentian Zentios Zentius Zentonax Zenuel Zenus

[versinator]

Öntöz hárítom

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[dicihc]

"Quien ama la mística, la música y la poesía es indefectiblemente una naturaleza erótica, un ser voluptuosamente exquisito y que al no hallar plena satisfacción en el amor, recurre a delicias que rebasan la vida".

Emil Cioran - El ocaso del pensamiento

Galenus