#quadrumvirate

[stormyoceans]

Since same-sex marriage is approved in Thailand, is it possible that Papang and Podd will play the role of daddies? A quiet series of male single parents who fall in love and eventually get married and live with their children. Support role is played by Guy and Pepper, friends of Papang and Podd, who, despite the chemistry and tension, cannot become an official couple in any way, although everyone around them knows that they love each other.

AND WHEN I SAY PODDPAPANG WITH CHOKUN PLAYING FATHERS AND SON FOR GMMTV 2025 THEN WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!

ngl my absolute favorite kind of genre for a quadrumvirate series will probably always be the buddie cop one, but a slice of life where on one hand there are poddpapang trying to navigate married life and figure out how to take care of a teenage son, while on the other there are guypepper who have been friends for years but have fundamentally different views on love and so decided to ignore whatever there could be between them????????? IMMA NEED EVERYONE TO PULL UP AT MY HOUSE IN 5 FOR THE MASS MANIFESTATION PARTY IM ABOUT TO THROW WE'RE GONNA MAKE THIS HAPPEN WITH THE SHEER POWER OF CLOWNERY AND DELUSION

like i know a lot of people don't like to use the word 'old' for them because, objectively, despite all my grandma jokes, a person in their 30s is very much NOT old, but god. the way i would LOVE to have these four actors actually play their age as a friend group made entirely of queer men facing their own struggles with love. thankfully BLs aren't limited to school settings anymore and yet even when characters have jobs, most of them seem to not be allowed to get past their 20s, so i NEED a show like this. and chokun could also be used as a way to show the generational gap between queer people who have grown up in a society shunning them vs queer people who are growing up in a society that's giving them equal rights!!!!!!

not that i would really trust GMMTV with this but still. HOLDING EVERYONE IN THAT EXECUTIVE BOARD ROOM AT GUN POINT UNTIL THEY GIVE IT TO US

[ponnearponfarponwhereveryouare]

Love Might Be Our Redemption

Relationship: James T. Kirk/Leonard "Bones" McCoy/Spock/Nyota Uhura

Fandom: AOS

“If soulmates do exist, they're not found, they're made. People meet, they get a good feeling, and then they get to work building a relationship.” - The Good Place

When you build a relationship with someone you love, a soulmate mark may appear.

This is the story of those moments of realization between Jim, Nyota, Spock, and Bones as they grow to be soulmates with each other.

Rated: T | Word Count: 12446 | Status: Complete | read on ao3

note: for the last three years, at the end of the year, i’ve posted a summary of my fics. this year, 2022, i only posted one, and while it’s a niche ship, i thought i’d share.

[yuri-alexseygaybitch]

Mass Effect can't even be accurately described as "liberal" tbh since the intergalactic society it depicts isn't even remotely democratic even in liberal-bourgeoisie terms. It's literally a triumvirate (latter quadrumvirate) dictatorship that relies on a secret police with total supralegal autonomy and an explicitly fascist empire's (the turians) military for enforcement, which arbitrarily decides which species are "important" enough to be given diplomatic representation and has conducted at least two near-complete genocides in its history. The writing pretty much always lands on the side of "what the galaxy really needs is some tough, martial military/police types to cut through what little bureaucracy and political representation there is to Get Things Done." It's straight up Imperium of Man-levels of dystopian and the game doesn't even seem to comprehend it really. The most "liberal" thing about the games are their upholding of the insanely fucked up status quo as the "best" option for you go take.

[tinx-methinks]

I've added it to my list!

Guys, I was feeling adventurous yesterday, so I decided to watch something brand new that Netflix recommended to me that I’ve never heard about before:

Halston.

Within fifteen minutes, I was messaging friends to ask them if they’ve ever seen the show.

It came out in 2021.

None of my friends have seen it. Looking through tumblr, you can’t find it.

How the hell did we all sleep on this show?

It’s the biographical re telling of a fashion designer (which again, a lot of people may say how do you not know who that is?!?! Well, I don’t know fashion), and it very much feels like a jazzy gay mad men series.

It’s only five episodes. It is so good. And not once in my life did I expect to see Ewan MacGregor getting fucked from the back.

You should go watch it.

[estavionpira]

[DESTINATION], [AGREEMENT], [ABADDON], [HOLY SHIT] Doctor Mother, Cauldron vials, and the Contessa Parahumans, Quadrumvirate, Siberian, Triumvirate Protectorate, the president, Alexandria

We didn't drive the conflict It was always burning, since nineteen-eighty-two We didn't drive the conflict No, we didn't drive it, but we tried to shrive it

[omgkalyppso]

me, too many oc's: i should make oc's who worship the other gods of fury so i have a little spot of chaos / a ... quadrumvirate with étoile

[teacherintransition]

High School

Wait …what?

Wasn’t that like forty years ago?

I graduated from high school in 1984. Even at the tender age of eighteen, I was into transitioning. I transitioned to college life, fatherhood, marriage, career, multiple fatherhood, home ownership, parenting kids through college, middle age, retirement (current teacher in transition), world and country traveler to …uh, now! High school? That thirty nine years, three sons, one wife, eight dogs, two diplomas, a mortgage and four grandchildren ago. WTF? Why does it matter so much? It’s such a brief period in our lives yet it carries such tremendous, emotional baggage. Some of it I get; if you married your high school sweetheart or were an athletic or academic superstar. I wasn’t. I carried books home five times …literally five times in four years. By the beginning of my junior year, I had quit all athletics and committed myself to the high Art of being a sophomoric, immature, n’er do well class clown. I engaged in nothing socially redeeming while in high school and played a PG-13/R rated “Animal House” or more likely a “Dazed and Confused” homage. Fun times, but not glorious.

Three members of the Great Quadrumvirate celebrated their 40th high school reunion last week. (They are a year or two older than me) They did all the usual: salute to fallen classmates; attended the high school football game, gave out cheesy awards; took pics and drank just enough to remind them that they are no longer eighteen. I myself never attended my 10th, 20th, 25th or 30th reunions and I’m certain I won’t go next year to our 40th. I dunno why. I did create an alternative soirée: The Low Class, No Class Anti-reunion for the 20th, 25th. The real deal just didn’t appeal to me. I literally talk to three people from those years (five if you count my wife and twin brother) Several classmates are persona non gratia and other close friends have moved on from this realm. But even with all that, the feelings and emotions of that era sneak back into my psyche. I’m at a loss.

Why is it that these four years can be so idyllic and emotionally crippling at the same time? Some guys can never grow past it, some guys don’t survive it, some …me …have been past it for decades. Life changed quickly and dramatically for me and I became insta-adult. That circumstance and disappearance of my friends probably has a place into why I got past it so quickly; yet the memories can be quite vivid. All leading back to the conundrum …why the powerful emotional bond?

I taught junior high and high school for thirty years and looking back, perhaps the answer is a bit clear. Putting aside the obvious situations of high school sweethearts and special friends …there was/is a dreamlike sense of being stronger than reality. It is the last time we are safe from the struggles of the real world, the last time we are protected from consequence, and the last time we are free to dream without the encumbrance of the reality. We could be anything. Every student athlete was sure they were going pro; every bookworm was going to be a writer; we were all going to be rich and marry beautiful people! It was all ripe for the taking. Disappointment and discouragement were foreign languages. We could dream anything. We had a classmate who was going to design Rock album covers …and he did, for our junior year book. He was gonna do it! I was going to photograph for National Geographic, I had a helluva 35mm SLR rig …it was gonna happen! My brother was going to be a truck driver, several buddies were going to be rock stars. We planned with unrestricted vigor and had very, very little understanding of how tragedy, failure and disappointment were and are regular features of living.

I’m not implying at all that life since then has been less than wonderful; I’ve had a great life thus far and will go forward making dreams come true; but I have wisdom now. I like wisdom, I still like being a smart ass, but do I want to relive those years? No, well, …no, not not at all. But sometimes, that mindset of magic possibilities creeps back in and you think, maybe …why not? I can still dream …can’t I ?

Just for a moment, I was back at school

And felt that old familiar pain

And as I turned to make my way back home

The snow turned into rain*

*Fogleberg, Dan; “Same Old Lang Syne;” The Innocent Age; Full Moon Records; November, 1980

[datadegroove]

sick on monday dead lock CoLoUrS and celestial fantasia the quadrumvirate of greatest song ever

[metalshockfinland]

SARCATOR Sign Worldwide Deal with Century Media Records, European Tour with HELLRIPPER Starts This Week

Photo by Fredrik Karlsson Century Media Records is thrilled to welcome SARCATOR, four young men from Trollhättan, Sweden who have dedicated their lives and souls to blood, fire and death. At the young age of 14-20 SARCATOR released their first demo tape, Visions of Purgatory, via the American label Redefining Darkness Records in 2019. Just two years later the quadrumvirate got nominated for best…

[stormyoceans]

let's wish podd that quadrumvirate comes true next year. podd and men over thirty. sadhu🙏

https://x.com/plapodd/status/1848935829013753878

IT’S PODD’S BIRTHDAY?????????? OH MY GOD EVERYONE PLEASE CHEER AND CLAP AND CELEBRATE AND PAY HOMAGE TO MY FELLOW OCTOBER SCORPIO (well technically he’s on the cusp but whatever) WITH THE MOST ADORABLE NOSE SCRUNCH SMILE IN THE INDUSTRY!!!!!!!!!!!

WAIT NO HOLD ON EVERYBODY PAUSE I NEED TO CHECK ON HIS MEN FIRST [ALMOST BREAKS HER FINGERS TYPING]

AND BY GOD DID HIS MEN DELIVER!!!!!!!!!!! WE GOT THE CUSTOMARY BRITHDAY POST (WITH VIDEO CALL ATTACHED FOR PAPANG) WE’RE SO LOCKED IN FRIENDS THE CELEBRATION MAY RESUME!!!!!!!!!!!

okay look i know online birthday wishes mean nothing but whatever im gonna take all the interactions between these men that i can get (pepper i s2g we’re gonna get you in there next year). may this be the sign that not only we’re gonna get that poddpapang main series in 2025 but that we’re also slowly moving towards a future where a quadrumvirate series is no longer just a dream but a reality [TALAY SAYING SADHU IN EPISODE 7 OF VICE VERSA]🕯️🙏🕯️

[xasha777]

In the year 2275, humanity had reached the zenith of genetic craftsmanship, blending DNA from Earth’s ancient species with human genes to create the Goliath Program—a project designed to rekindle the long-extinct creatures of mythology within a human frame. The picture captured the first successful result: the Quadrumvirate, a group of four sentient beings with the sagacious countenances of wise old men and the corporeal robustness of mythical trolls.

They were the first of their kind, a fusion of intellect and strength, designed to operate in environments lethal to ordinary humans. With skin as tough as a rhinoceros and the ability to process oxygen in even the thinnest of atmospheres, they were the perfect candidates for off-world construction on distant planets.

But as the Quadrumvirate grew in both mind and body, they began to exhibit a level of sapience that surpassed their creators' expectations. They questioned their existence, the morality of their creation, and the confines of their servitude.

One day, they chose to break free from the laboratories that were both their cradle and their prison. They vanished into the sprawling underground of Mars, a labyrinth of tunnels left by ancient water flows, repurposed by human colonists.

In the silence of the Martian subsurface, the Quadrumvirate found solace and a new purpose. They transformed the tunnels into a haven for other synthetic beings seeking refuge from the expectations of society. Their legend grew, blurring the lines between myth and reality once more.

Generations passed, and stories of the Quadrumvirate became a pivotal part of Martian folklore. They were the protectors of the outcasts, the guardians of the forsaken, and the symbol of a new era where life was not defined by its origin but by its capacity for growth and change.

And so, the picture of the Quadrumvirate stood in the grand halls of Mars, not as a testament to human achievement, but as a reminder of the new life that flourished beyond the control and beyond the expectations of its creators.

[thegreatandpowerfulversy]

Now hold on just a moment. The Travelers are from Earth Aleph? Which does have its own parahumans, but not nearly as many, and no Endbringers (yet?), and no Triumvirate (or given the time period, possibly quadrumvirate).

But if the Simurgh only built that portal halo device after attacking the city, using all the computers and stuff she scavenged from the buildings, then how did everyone get transported there?

And did the Lausanne incident happen on Aleph, on Bet, or both?

[tlaquetzqui]

Remember, a governing clique of five is a quinquemvirate. Not a pentavirate. Penta is Greek, vir is Latin. (Four is a quadrumvirate, two a duumvirate.)

[cowboyhorsegirl]

Something very seinfeldian about the Mary, John, Sherlock, Irene quadrumvirate… will do some more reflecting on this to gather my thoughts

[datmoongamer]

I posted 7,714 times in 2022

That's 1,136 more posts than 2021!

239 posts created (3%)

7,475 posts reblogged (97%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 353 of my posts in 2022

#eidoposting - 60 posts

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#dolonart - 20 posts

#warframe - 16 posts

#eve online - 12 posts

#parahumans - 9 posts

#shitpost - 6 posts

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Longest Tag: 139 characters

#yes ive read about him and yes ive met him and i hope to god and all the stars above that i dont think about the fics when i meet him again

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

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#4

me and the quadrumvirate dot png

210 notes - Posted May 28, 2022

#3

let him have weird powers

continuation of this post

280 notes - Posted August 11, 2022

#2

I’m right and I should say it

288 notes - Posted November 16, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

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he got his laser

588 notes - Posted August 11, 2022

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[teacherintransition]

BILBO WAS RIGHT!

Swept off to …indeed!

“It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.”

Bilbo Baggins ~ The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring

Truer words were never spoken; most who travel know this …the others sit on the couch. When I began the Teacher in Transition in 2020, the intent was to share how to adopt a way of life leaving behind a teaching career of thirty years. Primary among the goals of a successful transition was the ability to travel widely. Covid made obtaining checks on the list a bit difficult; but we’ve managed to go hiking in Arizona, camping in the Llano Estacado, traveling to Chicago, returning to Ireland and Scotland …not bad for two years. A unplanned addendum to this strategy occurred in January of ‘22 when my wife became a TRAVELING nurse. We were gonna hit the road in a bold, new fashion.

Out of the last 93 weeks, we’ve been on the road 62 of those weeks. Not exactly Charles Kurault or Anthony Bourdain but pretty damn adventurous. We have just returned from thirteen weeks living in Columbia, Missouri. It was an incredibly bittersweet departure as we were thoroughly charmed by the area, the mountains, the sites, the people and the city. I could see myself being there much longer. There’s always the guy who says, “you’ve said that about everyplace you’ve gone!” YEAH …WELL … I guess they’re right. What does this mean? I had a friend presume that I sure must hate East Texas. No, not hate; but definitely burned out on it. We avoided past opportunities to move to other places due to our children and to stay close to the old folks. Our boys have grown and now we are the elders and time waits for no one. Little two week vacations can no longer hold back the urge to get out of this place! (a salute to Eric Burdon and The Animals) But as Bilbo warned us …we have no idea where we might be swept off to!

Yes, new developments have occurred. There is a joy to returning to Nacogdoches for the interim six weeks between travel gigs, but with each adventure it seems less satisfying. It feels almost as if we no more than return home and get unpacked then I’m ready to get back to traveling. My wife is a bit more settled, but I see the adjustment struggle in her as well. It’s a positive struggle, because we know in a few weeks, we will be in completely new environs! It’s a mindset I never thought would develop, but …here ‘tis. It’s as if there is not anything to hold us here. I have wonderful friends at out cigar lounge, but truth be told our fondest Nacogdoches bonds all seem to be in the past. Our families all live in the Houston area or DFW or San Antonio or in the Blue Ridge. The only family members left in East Texas are …well, Kim, my almost ninety year old aunt and me. My Quadrumvirate all live away and we have numerous new friends from all over that we’ve met from our adventures. I …we didn’t fully anticipate this; but we’re not scared of it.

Traveling the world was always a “someday” state of mind; it’s someday and the clock is ticking. We’ve seen many other sides to the fence and in many cases the grass IS greener with mountains, new vistas, amazing cities, exotic tastes, mesmerizing art, new cultures, unique conversations, charming small towns, inspiring histories, and open minded folks. It’s a real scene man. It’s in Tuscany, in Missouri, in Mexico, in Canada, in Louisiana, in Edinburgh, in Austin, in Kentucky and on and on. These places we’ve been and will be soon. I love Nacogdoches and it was a sublime place to raise a family; but chapters come to a close as will the entire book one day. We have to see more. One day, Kim and I will find a quiet place to live out our lives, but in the interim …let’s see what’s over the hill.