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Abelard Wermacht 🤣

Today on AI GETS IT FETHING WRONG:

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I’m back from the gym early! This is mostly for @lucheiah, who wanted to know how this part ended (badly, mwahahaha)

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Yessssss this I need a bit of this for Gwen

After Kiava Gamma and the conversation that leads to Heinrix kissing her hand and them deciding to play Regicide as a way to meet each other better which is evidently really important for their progress into a relationship BUT

Cerys thinks a lot about Heinrix's comment on the study looking nothing like her. It's the first spark that gets Cerys' realizing she's still behaving like this is a temporary headquarters that she's going to move from eventually - much like she's always treated her headquarters throughout her military career.

But it's not. It's permanent. No more winning or losing a campaign and moving on. This is a duty she's not going to finish (in weeks or months or years) and just carry on to the next.

And maybe Heinrix realizes or maybe he doesn't that it was this one comment that made it click in her head that she needs to start figuring out how to make that place home – whatever that means, she also has to learn about that again, it's been a while “home” was somewhere stationary – but he does see, game of Regicide after another, that all the little things he learn about her over their lessons and play sessions start to align with all the little changes around her study (and falling more and more after every new thing he learns about her)

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*screaming about how hard I ship these two*

"I am here, Calligos."

Welcome to the comic I've had bouncing around in my head since March!!

If you'd like to read the fic version of this comic (you should, you should absolutely read it because it ripped my heart out) you can read it here!! I'm very fine and normal about seeing my script and idea turned into a beautiful piece of prose by my friend @nadas-dirthalen. That's a lie I'm still crying <33

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In lieu of WIP Wednesday, have Part 2 of the Magnae Makeout - from Gwen’s perspective.

Remember, you asked for this.

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Come get your chapter! Come get The Magnae Makeout Part 1! 

You asked for it (it won the poll) - here’s the Heinrix POV

*evil author cackle*

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Across The friggen' STARS I nearly walked down the aisle to it omggggg

reworking the Sparks in the Dark orchestral piece in MuseScore. I really like it for the most part -- the string samples they have sound amazing when they work. Unfortunately there seem to be some quirks that make them not actually work 100 percent, so if you notice in the middle there's a note that randomly comes in a bit early, *I KNOW*, I tried troubleshooting it for like half an hour but for the life of me I could not pin down what the problem was, and it's not because I transcribed it wrong.

But anyway. Aside from that one note, and some of the dynamics being a little wonky, I'm pretty satisfied that I've gotten it to sound a lot closer to "Across the Stars," which was the main inspiration for the arrangement.

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Snippet Sunday

Mostly for @lucheiah because GHOST FLASHBACK(!) but also for @fourraccoonsinacoat and @icasticonoclast and everyone who has been so lovely about it all! Heinrix, with Gwen missing in Commoragh, is going through her stuff like a nosy fether and finds an old, battered data-slate...

Heinrix watched the sudden tension in the officer's shoulders, the reflexive twitch of one hand as the two stared at each other. ‘That's dangerous ground, Gwenllian,’ he hissed.  She held his gaze, something taunting in her expression.  Oh Gwen, don't- ‘Has the great Elim Rawne finally gone soft?’ The man's jaw worked, like he was holding himself back. ‘Don’t push your fething luck, Gwen,’ he said, his tone volatile. ‘I'm far too patient with you as it is.’ ‘Yeah yeah, you've shot men for less,’ she muttered, rolling her eyes as though she had heard it before. He surged to his feet and backhanded her across the face, knocking her down. ‘What the feth-’ ‘Go sleep it off, Gaunt,’ he snarled. ‘Sober the feth up before someone who will report you sees you like this. Like Hark. Or that feth-wit Daur.’ ‘Nobody has any time for me anymore,’ she muttered, and turned to go. ‘Send the major in on your way out, trooper,’ he snapped. She gave a sloppy, sardonic salute, and vanished. The officer sighed, deeply, and sat down again as another figure entered the room. ‘Eli.’ ‘Ceg.’ Ceglan Varl, then, filled in Heinrix’ memory. A roguishly handsome man, dark-haired, sleeves rolled up to reveal an augmetic arm. Rawne shook the bottle at him, and the major found cups. They drank. ‘What the feth am I supposed to do with her, Eli?’ the major asked wearily. ‘Gereon was easier than this,’ agreed the colonel, his tone frustrated. ‘Why the feth did she enlist in the first fething place? She doesn't want to be here.’ ‘She really doesn't.’ They drank again. ‘This is absolute piss-wash,’ Varl muttered, staring into his cup. ‘The sacra, or Bram's-daughter-babysitting-duty?’ They both snickered. ‘She's going to get her ass busted back to RIP if she doesn't reel it the feth in.’ ‘It's like having my own fething kid,' grumbled Rawne. ‘Without the fun part.’ ‘Right.’ They both emptied their cups, and Rawne poured again. ‘Of course, you know the fastest way to smack this attitude out of her.' ‘Her platoon didn't get selected. I’m almost relieved. She's too fething cocky.’ ‘Feth of a shot though.’ ‘Yeah. Like Nessa. Or Larks, Emperor rest the mad old bastard.’ There was a moment's silence. ‘You're going down this drop, right?’ Varl shrugged. ‘Yeah. Sure. Fething nine-seventies again.’ ‘And you need an adjutant.’ ‘Eli. Don't you dare.’ ‘Someone has to keep a fething eye on the brat. She won't be happy until she's in the thick of it.’ ‘Eli. For feth's sake. Don't make me responsible for her. She's her mother's favourite, for crying out loud.’ Rawne's jaw tightened. ‘I know she is, Ceg, but she's being a shit and it won't end fething well for her. Better she gets down there, gets the combat shock over with, and comes back a little seasoned.’ ‘Is that an order?’ ‘Are you going to make me make it one?’ Varl groaned. ‘She's a good soldier, Ceg. We both know it. She's just young.’ ‘Weren't we all once,’ he muttered sourly, defeated. Rawne got to his feet, clapped the other man on the shoulder, and left. Varl stared at the picter, then blinked as if realising something, and laughed. ‘Oh feth,’ he said, and reached for it. The recording ended.

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I’m off work today, have another chapter!

The Heinrix-torture Magnae Accessio continues and it took me bloody forever to decide on the music choices(!)

Did I put her in Satine's red dress from Moulin Rouge for the dancing? Look, I am a millennial woman and that dress has had a chokehold on me since 2001 okay

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Sent to my Warhamster group, made me chuckle

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Oh this is *gorgeous*

Gatekeeper and Servoskulls

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I'm still mad the regicide mobile game came and went while I was in a different hyperfixation and hadn't come back to 40k yet 😤

I absolutely adore heinrix's regicide scene because it kinda reminds me of meeting some of my aloof (and often neurodivergent) friends who kept their distance from me until I randomly hit That Very Special Topic and got them infodumping excitedly. always makes me so happy because I love people nerding out to me, especially if I actually know nothing about the topic

anyways thank you for reading now look at this sweet fictional man

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Man I *wish* I could draw because I have a *very specific* image in my head of Gwen's initial Magnae gown and I feel like I wouldn’t be able to describe it properly to an actual artist

It's the big oversleeves from this one by Elaine's Couture (elainescouture.com) only the foliage pattern is all embroidery of star systems and aquilas and the Von Valancius crest

So that oversleeve slapped onto something like this one from The Tudors:

And a heavy influence of this one by Elisabeth Armstrong (shot by Tigz Rice)

Maybe I should just bloody sew it so it is out of my brain, honestly (I can sew but I can't draw, don't ask me why lmao)

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In lieu of a WIP Wednesday have a whole chapter!

IT’S MAGNAE ACCESSIO TIME BABY

This is going to take a few, shorter chapters, because I’m mean to these two idiots

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Absolutely cannot believe that my silly little self-indulgent fanfic has reached 300 hits on AO3 😳

If you're reading it, a) why lmao and b) thankyou

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Chapters: 13/? Fandom: Warhammer 40.000: Rogue Trader (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Additional Tags: no beta readers we die like Rykad Minoris, Pining, so much pining, Mutual Pining, Hurt/Comfort, look I run 40k Thirstposting on Tumblr what do you expect, Eventual Sex, Canon-Typical Violence, Iconoclast Path (Warhammer 40.000: Rogue Trader), Idiots in Love, Eventual Smut, his favourite colour is red, Medical Procedures, Blood and Injury Summary:

Gwen gets shot! But, yanno, this is 40k. Splinter rifles are not nice things. Mind the tags, there’s some medical stuff.

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LOOOOOOOK at my girl I am *sobbing*

Thankyou so, so, so much Ayla 😭😭😭

I recently reached 1K followers on Bluesky and did a little giveaway for a fully rendered bust commission! This was the painting I did for the winner - a portrait of Rogue Trader Gwenllian Von Valancius

If you'd like to commission me, you can do so through my Ko-fi: https://ko-fi.com/aylameridian