#tts vulkan

[multiversemittens]

[two-reflections]

[incorrect-primarchs-quotes]

Very randomly I found a short story about Vulkan, talking about the time Curze destroyed Nostramo and how he and Horus wanted to deal with Curze after that.

I can post some excerpts if you are curious but let me tell ya, Vulkan is such a precious Boi <3

[the-wayward-arc]

Primarch and their kids

Magnus: *drinking Tea* Ah such a great brew. A good cup of tea with a good book. A lovely afternoon isn't it?

Salem: Quite father, such a peaceful afternoon.

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Vulkan: Okay! Now we shall make a helmet, your Drake helmet Emerald!

Emerald: Alright dad! I'm ready!

Vulkan: LETZ GETZ COOKIN!! Alright my little fire newt, let's bring the fire to life!

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Russ: HAHAHAHAHA THATS 25!! *Cleaves Ursa's head clean off*

Drago: I HAVE CLAIMED NONE! THE BEST NUMBER!

Nora: *rips Ursa in half* HA! 26 daddy-o! Looks like we're eating fried chicken tonight!!

Russ: HA! We'll see my she-pup!

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Weiss: Aaanndd there! *proudly looking at dress she created*

Fulgrim: Great work my dear! The stitches are perfect *looking closely* even added your Crest into every stitch! Marvelous work my princess!

Weiss: *beams with pride*

Winter: Father, my blade is finished *shows a rapier that looks absolutely beautifully crafted*

Fulgrim: Marvelous! Absolutely marvelous! Look at the deadly sharpness to it, the engraving is perfect and the handle itself is a work of art alone! Lovely my little warrior!

Winter: *smiles softly*

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[diamond-hoo-ha-man]

Hunter the Parenting Headcannon

I'm sure i'm wrong, but until the show says otherwise, i choose to believe Vulkan and Corax are on a roadtrip across the UK trying to hunt down and kill Konrad, who's been a pretty damn powerful vampire for a while now. reasons -those two being on a road trip makes me happy -there's no way you can put Curze in world of Darkness and he's NOT a vampire. -if two of their siblings that are good folk and fellow hunters do exist, it'd have to be something big or emotionally difficult to talk about that they haven't been mentioned until now. the fact no one wants to talk about their brother being a Blank and just quietly hoping Corax and Vulkan get him makes sense to me. -corax and Vulkan would absolutely be two of the most fitting brothers to want to hunt Curze (though i admit Lion and the Angel would have every right as well. but we already had the bro-trip duo esablished in the old TTS setting)

[tagedeszorns]

Vulkan He'stan

Two versions of him - or rather his ritual branding scars - for Marine Meat Monday.

The Forgefather leads a lonely life that constantly takes him far away from Nocturne into the depths of the galaxy, where he searches alone on his own for the artefacts that the Salamanders believe hold a key to discovering what happened to their missing Primarch.

Contrary to what was said in TTS, it is not the case that Vulkan will simply appear like Father Christmas once the artefacts are collected. The Salamanders are an incredibly independent, stubborn chapter and firmly believe that nothing is given for free. Especially not their beloved Gene-Sire. Instead, the Tome of Fire and the artefacts offer the opportunity to get clues as to what happened to Vulkan.

And unlike their predecessors during the Horus Heresy, the 40k Salamanders are not at all convinced that he is still alive! The famous war cry "Vulkan Lives!" was definitely a 30k thing. More specifically, coined by Pyre Guard Captain Artellus Numeon, a Terran Salamander who, after Isstvan V, didn't believe Vulkan had been killed and who, after the events surrounding Curze's brief reign of terror in Magna Macragge City, dragged Vulkan's "dead" body across the galaxy. And managed the seemingly impossible.

In 40k, "Vulkan Lives" is no longer the flaming sign of unshakable faith. This is no longer the time of the miracles of the Grand Crusade, after all!

Do they hope he's still alive? Sure! But they are also realists. And that's why they do what's possible with what they have.

And when inexplicable things happen now and then, like a Chaplain's destroyed Crozius still working, or a dead Psyker suddenly becoming a Living Flame and simply disintegrating a Chaos Fleet … well, obviously there is still a lot to find out then!

And Vulkan He'stan is just the man to find out!

When he then emerges from the most inhospitable corners of the galaxy every now and then, he is on the one hand very happy to see Prometheus and Nocturne again, but is constantly only too aware of how far away his task removes him from his brothers. Then he allows himself a little melancholy. Shares with the Chapter Master a little loneliness that they both feel. And then he sets off again to fulfil his task.

Because that's what Salamanders do!

It was at He’stan’s request that they’d come to one of the viewing galleries in Prometheus space port. The long chamber was dark, illuminated by brazier coals. The flickering light revealed the icon of the Firedrakes as they pulled the shadows away, only for it to be swallowed as the darkness reasserted itself again a few moments later. ‘Aye, we are humbled by her savage beauty, Lord He’stan.’ Tu’Shan clapped a firm hand upon the Forgefather’s shoulder.

For He’stan it was an odd sensation. He had been apart from his brothers for a long time. His quest for the lost artefacts of Vulkan had taken him to the edges of known space, to sights he would not describe and deeds he would never speak of. To them, his Fire-born kin, he was an enigma, a distant figure whose ways were inscrutable. It was no small thing to return.

Kyme, Nick. Salamanders: The Omnibus (Tome of Fire) (S.741). Games Workshop. Kindle-Version.

[kingwithpaintedfingers]

Could you tell me about your TTS continuation AU? It intrigues me. :)

Oh man, the original version of this post was going to be a play-by-play of everything that happens xDDDD But, uh, basically, it started back when TTS wasn't going to be cancelled, and it started with the question, "well, if one of the Custodes owns Magnus's soul and they're a couple now, and there are three [at the time] more Custodes characters and three more daemon primarchs who belong to one specific god...what if all three of them ended up with a Custodes who had won his soul—and his hearts?"

The premise has changed a little now, now only Mortarion is one in a game, but the premise is still basically "everyone gets a boyfriend (except for a few people who get girlfriends), everyone starts to heal from their traumas and get along, and eventually their family is reunited and the Emperor is able to safely get off the throne.

Mortarion ends up with Wamuudes, Fulgrim with Karstodes, Angron with Custodisi, Ferrus with Hammurabi, I think Roboute ends up with Yvraine, Jaghatai has an OC Eldar boyfriend, Corvus ends up with the two soldiers he met on that one planet I'm too lazy to look up the name of, and I think that's it??? Sanguinius was accidentslly brought back to life a long time ago, Horus gets pulled out of the Unmaterium, Konrad turns out to have been a Perpetual all along...

There are feasts, baths, calling each other out, gardens, arguments about etymology, a pun I still maintain is an absolute banger, and Vulkan hugs everyone at some point. There's also sex scenes and a seduction I need to slightly rewrite to conform to a new headcanon I picked up.

So yeah! I haven't written very much of it, because damn, it's a lot, but it was where I started writing fanfiction instead of daydreaming it.

[askrobouteguilliman40k]

https://twitter.com/Ryuukusnpaiart/status/1633217823307878402

Due to popular demand here is part 2 of my TTS fanart but ft. the Female Primarchs instead! Enjoy and I wonder what next should I do? 

 Female Primarch Corvus and Vulkan Design by: @cnmbwjx 

 Inspiration from @Alfabusa

[ravenladycorvus]

Basically the story behind the engine is that when Vulkan forged it, he put all his negative emotions, as well as his angst into it. And tts had it be a small green car. I think a beetle or punch buggy. Not sure.

mun:"ohhh, like i said i don't have a time to watch all tts episode"

[swannieluv]

Bonjour

Mootie I have a questionnnn, have u ever played (or watched videos of) honkai impact or honkai star rail?

They're both rlly cool games but I desperately need to catch up on the honkai impact lore (I downloaded the game on my pc in like 2019 or maybe 2018 and then stopped playing after a year)

Anyway that's all I wanted to ask (for now)

Au revoir

HI MOOTIE!

And yes I already played them! I used to play HSR until 1.1, but it stopped running on my potato phone because of Vulkan TT

And I've been playing Honkai Impact, but I'm still in chapter V because I don't have much time to do so </3

[snekkohekko]

I like to imagine adult Finn is like Vulkan from Emperor TTS, in that he really likes giving hugs, but no one wants to be hugged by him because he's so big and strong he could break your spine on accident

[multiversemittens]

Tumblr on April Fools Day 2024:

[thats-rather-rude]

Me posting fanart of 12 different fandoms after changing my interests every 3 weeks

[relax-and-read-on]

i don't know if you ever saw if the emperor had a text-to-spech device made from alfausa, but i would love to see what would be you headcannos about how the primarchs interact with kitten.

YOU BET YOUR ASS!!! MITTENS CANON WOUHOUUUU!!!!!!!

Aheum. As you can see, I maybe adore him. Best OC in warhammer with Boy. Without further waiting

The primarch, upon meeting Kitten and learning that he is Magnus Boyfriend (because otherwise he would just be another custodes)

Roboute: Happy to meet the brother in law! He's now invited to any and all official family event. Appreciate how calm he is. Is now considering if he himself can risk it and show up with Yvraine.

Rogal: Custodes are a fantastic choice in his opinion. Appreciate his frank personality.

Konrad: On one hand, custode have morals, and that's good. On the other, he's way too shiny, wnd that hurt his eyes.

Corvus: send his a fruit basket that said "welcome to the family and sorry that your stuck with us."

Angron: Annoyingly chipper. At least is not a psyker.

Mortarion: Do not like Magnus. Think kitten could do better, and might even tell him as such

Lion: Ew. A custodes. That's gay.

Perturabo: ExCuSe YoU that's HIS favorite brother!!! How dare!!! Is kitten even WORTHY of Magnus, hu??? Come her bastard you need to be TESTED-

Vulkan: Brother!!!! In Law!!!! YAY. Low key sad that Magnus didn't bring an actual kitten, as in a pet cat.

Alpharius Omegon: The trolling potential??? Is throu the roof??? And he has sass??? New favorite brother (in law).

Jaghatai: Does actually sit down and try to talk and connect to Kitten as a person, because he does like and respect Magnus, so his partner must be pretty neat!!

Lorgar: He's not jealous and will not throw a tantrum like Perturabo. Nope. He will be FINE and NICE and HAPPY FOR MAGNUS.

Horus: He hink it's hilarious. Really, Magni magic go after a custode?? What's next, Guilliman after an eldar? HA!

Sanguinius: ohboy ohboy. Quickly provide Kitten with a cheat sheet and a run down of the bros. "If you have a questions just come ask me"

Ferrus: "Sweet gear! Can I check it out?" Procede to take his spear without waiting for an answer.

Fulgrim: desperatly curious to see what he look like under the helmet. Keep offering food and drinks and fixing him pointedly.

... and Leman: Because im in that mood, here, Leman had a crush on Magnus and is heartbroken. Straight up depressed. He's not even mean to kitten, he's just... Silent.

[the-wayward-arc]

Gonna ease my way back into writing, idk if this block will lift but God it's frustrating. Someone suggested tiny stories:

TTS lost primarch

Jaune: Okay see, I still don't understand why you need me?

Emperor: BECAUSE MY SON, YOU LIKE YOUR BROTHERS, ALL HAVE A ROLE TO PLAY IN MY GRAND PLAN FOR HUMANITY.

Jaune: Okay? And what is that pl-

Emperor: IN DUE TIME I WILL TELL YOU.

Jaune: God Dammit...

Magnus: See! This what I've been dealing with, it's great to have you here little brother, atleast I have someone I can actually speak to.

Kitten: Hey!

Magnus: Besides you of course.

Jaune: Well who else is gonna appear?

Rogal: Besides Corvus and Vulkan, none so far.

Emperor: THAT IS WHERE JAUNE COMES IN. YOU WILL BE THE ONE.

TO.

BRING.

*goes silent*

Jaune: uhhhh....

Magnus: F-Father?

Emperor: FULGRIM. IM GOOD AT DRAMATIC PAUSES.

Jaune and Rogal: No.

[shellderbeast]

TLRH Extract - Corvus Corax

Last one for tonight. Immediately following the events of Episode 25, as Vulkan and Corvus leave Nocturne for Terra.

Writing in such eloquent angst had me pulling out the thesaurus and shakesphere for inspiration, but Corvus is a lot of fun <3

Extract from Chapter 22: The Speedweed and the Thieving Magpies

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The Pyre of Glory, Salamanders Flagship

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Truly, it was remarkable how the world had not torn itself apart yet, Corvus Corax thought as he gazed balefully at the ash blackened world and its ochre moon as they slipped away behind them. The thick swirling acrid skies were only pierced by the occasional molten flare from one of the many volcanoes scattered across the planet. Indeed, Nocturne was aptly named for the endless nights that were its existence.

Corvus ruminated, not for the first time, how different his life and the lives of his other brothers could have been had they ended up on opposite worlds. He couldn’t imagine how Nocturne might have shaped his existence, so wild and volatile as it was. And yet, the people who survived and even thrived in this raging, turbulent place were a steadfast, adamant and stoic bunch.

Certainly, if he had been raised on Nocturne, he might have ended up more tanned at the very least.

In contrast, it was amusing to consider that in all likelihood, Vulkan would have succeeded just as well as he did on the execrable barren moon of Lycaean, given his courage and determination.

Then again, perhaps he would not have had the patience to heed the warnings of the elders as Corvus had, meticulously biding his time and perfecting his skills until he was able to lead a revolution, liberating the people from their hopeless, wretched existence.

“It is beautiful, isn’t it brother?”

The rich, drawling tones of the garrulous brother in question filled the air with his presence, so vast as it was. Not in size as such, but his determinedly boisterous and cheerful nature was determined to infect the entirety of any space he occupied.

Turning slightly as Vulkan came alongside him to observe the planet from the enormous windows of the reception room, he graced his capricious brother with the faintest quirk of his thin lips.

“It is, as always, a matter of how the beholder views such things. Although, I can appreciate that there is a certain incendiary and pernicious beauty to your calamitous world, when it is not trying to actively murder its inhabitants.”

The booming laughs his dry comments caused echoed throughout the room, and Corvus shook his head in mild amusement. The sound, as grating as it was after so many millennia residing in the quiet darkness of his box, was infuriatingly infectious.

“Ah, I have truly missed you friend. The way that you see the world is so strange and unique.”

“I prefer to think of it as seeing the universe and life for exactly how it is. Brutal, unyielding and inevitably resulting in suffering and death for those fortunate enough to obtain it.”

Still chuckling, Vulkan replied jovially, “Come now, brother friend. ITZ NOT DAT ZOGGING BAD. Besides! Your bird sons will be joining with us soon! Are you not excited?”

Choosing to ignore the strange speech tics that his perpetual brother seemed to have developed over the years, he tilted his head to concede his last point. “The unfamiliar warmth of joy that fills the cavernous void where my undeserving hearts exist is pleasing, this is true.”

“Then there will be no dying of the black death for us today!”

“Not today it seems,” he replied, his tone filled with melancholy.

Corvus watched his loquacious brother for a moment, studying him. The strange outbursts of loud foreign words aside, Vulkan was still much the same as he was the last time they had stood together. Courageous, self-sacrificing and disgustingly cheerful, with his shock of white teeth and luminescent eyes standing out starkly against his coal black skin.

It was strange to think that thousands of years had passed since they last conversed, last fought together…

His thoughts drifted to that catastrophic battle again, that godless massacre that their own traitorous brothers had wrought upon them and their unsuspecting legions. Apparently, the mere thought of such memories was enough to garner the attention from the persistent mark of their everlasting suffering.

 ~ “You are weeeaaakkk Corvus…” ~

The wretched steely skull ghost of their dear brother Ferrus Manus floated before him, mocking his everlasting grief of that fateful day.

Despite lacking true vocal cords, intact ones at least, the voice of the querulous brother that haunted them eternally sounded the same as it always had. Gravelly, blunt and as stubborn as ever.

“Bad skhost!” Vulkan snapped. It seemed Ferrus’ ghost was the only thing thus far that irritated his otherwise affable brother. “I am going to read you stories of who the real Ferrus Manus was, so that you will know how wrong your words are!”

~ “Weeaaaakkkk….” ~ It seemed their petulant ghostly brother was limited on his words these days and Corvus shook his head as Vulkan smacked the skull ghost away with a jab of his power fist.

“My lords?” One of the master bondsmen had entered the room, bowing politely. “Forgive my intrusion, but the Raven Guard have advised that they will rendezvous with our fleet in just over four days’ time, at the Badab Space Port.”

“Thank you, Bonds-Friend.”

After preventing Vulkan from accidentally crushing another human being to death with his spine pulverising hugs that he appeared to be overly fond of, Corvus returned his dark brooding gaze to the window. The mysterious and insidious depths of the universe beckoned to them, but the tidings were not auspicious.

Corvus only hoped that they would arrive in time to foil whatever nefarious and dark machinima that his traitorous brother Magnus was planning…

Then, once his Father was safe, maybe then he could read him some of the new poetry that he’d been working on. Realising that he could finally write down his prolific works after a millennia of being cloistered in his box, he left the gloriously mendacious expanse of space behind in search of ink and parchment…or a data slate.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/33330481/chapters/82771282