Romulus Quirinus

I am Romulus. I was First. Bow before me and accept your fate and destiny. The Lupine Mutants were born to rule, and I to rule them in turn. Humans will serve us. Thus say I.

[feral-ballad]

Inside me, something seethes. Inside me, some feral animal claws at my ribcage, trapped.

Molly McCully Brown, from Places I’ve Taken my Body: Essays

[fiction-is-not-reality]

How to Backup your Tumblr

I was just semi-complaining that I was still looking for a decent way to backup my +6k posts without having to use paid services or even just wordpress (which has an import from tumblr tool that asks for permission to access your blog and also make posts), when I decided to actually put some effort into my google search. 

Results were positive: I have successfully backed up my blog* 

*By which I mean: everything that I have ever posted.  Not included: drafts, queue, likes, followers, following, comments, notes, chat. 

I followed this method (word by word), and now have a 450 MB folder on my computer with the name of my blog on it containing: 

1. Folder “Archive” (contains .html files listed by month) 2. Folder “Media” (contains gifs and images, mine has +1k files in it; might contain also audios but I have no way of confirming that because I’ve never reblogged an audio post from this blog) 3. Folder “Posts” (contains single .html files, each one a post; I have +4k files in it) 4. Folder “Theme” (contains only my avatar, but it might be a matter of if you have personalized themes or not) 5. .html file “Index” (by opening it it will give you the archive of your blog organized by month; clicking on a month will open up the archive for that month, and you’ll be able to read all the posts for that month as if you were on your blog**, except sans your theme graphic, with each page containing 50 posts)

**I can see gifs, links, embedded videos, tags, number of notes (but I can’t open up the notes, clearly), text is also correctly formatted. 

So yeah, in case anyone wants a very quick way to back up their blog, it took me less than 10 minutes. 

P.S. I didn’t have any issue, but to be on the safe side always check for spyware and virus threats before and after downloading anything. 

[4367345g34]

this is actually really useful if you have an art blog full of years of work that you otherwise no longer have access to the original files. A lot of the art I have in the early days of my art blog are in that boat. I did this process JUST for that reason and I was pretty astonished at just how many pieces of media it backs up! (literally all of it) Drawings I didn’t even realize were sitting in my archive due to having been posted to text posts or undercuts, or untagged for years! It’s worth it if just for that, even if tumblr isn’t shutting down or deleting your blog.

[livinginthequestion]

reference. 

[marvelrpheadquarters]

Reblog if you are a VILLAIN in the Marvel Universe!

You will be added to a list.

[shielddeputydirector]

Send Me One Word and I Will Come Up With a Headcanon To Do With It

[feralromulus]

fireworkvamplee‌:

“I’m not a thrall!” Not anymore.

But before she could add another objection, another insult, another assurance that the Wolverine clan had taken her in as one of their own, the curtains were ripped off. A scream escaped Jubilee as she felt fire under her own skin, running behind the nearest surface for any kind of protection. A bookshelf, maybe. She didn’t know, and in that moment, all she cared about was self preservation.

He walked calmly, coolly, perhaps even coldly, around the room, ripping the hangings from every window. Her screams brought him no particular pleasure, but did confirm it was a working strategy.

In the circle of the tower, with every window uncovered, there was no hiding from the harsh light of day. He reached down and grabbed her hair, hauling her slight frame into the middle of the room.

“I’d heard you were looking for me. It is why I had you brought here. You will carry a warning back for me, vampire. You will tell the boy I am coming.” He raised the clawed hand above his head, and smiled pitilessly. “Eventually.”

He brought his claws down sharply.

[shielddeputydirector]

[feralromulus]

fireworkvamplee‌:

The sound of it pierced her core, and despite her best efforts, she couldn’t stop her reaction.

His words were even more painful. There were more? How many were still alive? How many had Romulus killed? Or, at least, had gotten killed because of him?

Jubilee blasted his hand away from the wall with a snarl. “Shut. The fuck. Up. About my family!”

Romulus pulled back a lip, a sneer of disgust and dismissal of claim. “But they aren’t, are they? Your family. You’re none of mine, not even before your... unfortunate marring. Your disease.”

He paused by another heavy hanging on the wall, reaching out to run the fingertips of the unclawed hand over it gently, the counterpoint to his obvious violence.

“You’re one of his, just a spawn of Dracula’s, and not mine. So no matter what Logan told you, no doubt when drunk because when is he not, they aren’t your family.” Memories flooded back, a young and arrogant child whose destiny to rule had been marred by murder, death, and revenge. Far too close to comfort if Romulus had been anyone else. Vlad Dracul was remembered.

None too fondly, mind.

“A mere thrall, an infant with no skill or control? Against the first mutant? Against a feral? Against me?” He threw back his head, heavy mane of hair tumbling down his back as the harsh sound crowed around the room.

“It’s hardly worth the effort to fight you.” His fingers tightened on the fabric, and with one smooth motion he pulled the curtain from the window, the rod and all dropping aside with puffs of dust from the stonework where the anchors had been ripped out of the very wall. Sunlight streamed into the chamber at the idiot child before him.

[rxsmyers-a]

“A reliable way to make people believe in falsehoods is frequent repetition, because familiarity is not easily distinguished from truth. Authoritarian institutions and marketers have always known this fact.”

— Daniel Kahneman, Thinking, Fast and Slow (via fyp-psychology)

[feralromulus]

fireworkvamplee‌:

“Your boy?” Yes, she was deeply unnerved, but refused to let it show. This was all psychological, after all. It was one thing that Daken had warned her time and time again about.

He had also warned her time and time again not to go after Romulus in the first place. But, oh well. She tended to go on heart instead of head as it was. And if she succeeded, she could prove herself right.

“He was never your boy!”

He circled her, dragging his extended nails on the un-clawed hand along the stone of the walls. It didn’t spark the way his claws would have, the way the old and now unneeded gauntlet had done. It made a noise that grated the soul, which would do.

“He was my boy from the moment of his conception, in point of fact.” His nails scraped along the walls, interrupted only by the thick curtains and tapestries on the walls. This castle alone remained to him. Logan thought he’d destroy everything by walking away and letting it rot, but that’s not exactly what happens to property and bank accounts.

The boy had... pilfered. Most of his property had been converted in title or sold, and most of the accounts as well. He kept what Daken had never known about, everything else was gone. Romulus approved, in his own way. It was what the boy had been taught to do, after all.

“I worked very hard, over the centuries, watching, waiting, arranging. My boy was a long time in the make, a weapon to use against the perfection that was his father.” He never stopped smiling, which somehow didn’t make him at all friendly. “They were all my boys, and my girls, throughout the eons, child. Boys were preferred, of course; much easier to control than girls.”

[fireworkvamplee]

From here

@feralromulus

“I know that you’ve fucked with my brother’s life. And you better know I’m not gonna let that shit go.”

[feralromulus]

He, unfazed and slightly amused, held out a hand and let the claws he’d paid to have added to his skeleton slide out. They glinted in the torchlight; Romulus was such a fan of setting the mood. He did not extend the claws on his off-hand. He had a Plan.

The feral mastermind also let his own natural weapons extend on the hand with the claws out; his fingernails lengthened and sharpened as Sabretooth’s did. Remus and he could tell who was from which bloodline, always. Blood would out.

“Your brother, is it?” He grinned, teething white against the tan of his skin. He had fangs, too, just not ones he needed to use to kill and feed. Romulus preferred not to rip throats out, though he’d been known to do so over the millennia. He knew without a doubt that he was better than she, older, certainly, and more wise. His nose wrinkled in acceptance of the plague-carrier scent that hung about her. 

Vampire. Death would be too kind.

“I will have to send my boy flowers for his loss.” He chuckled, a deep sound that seemed to echo around them. “While you make the first move, or shall I?” 

[feralromulus]

“Oh, nonono, we all know that.” @fireworkvamplee

Romulus turned, over seven feet of muscle, thinly grafted manners, and a bad attitude. “What, exactly, is it that you think you know, child?”

[historical-rp-memes]

{ Reblog if your RP character is an immigrant }

[shielddeputydirector]

“John Mulaney: Kid Gorgeous Prompts

“It’s time. Any Questions?”

“It’s really tragic”

“I wonder who that used to be?”

“Let’s change the subject!”

“Forget about that poor sonuvabitch”

“Tell him we’re here.”

“I guess they’re finally gonna kill us all. Alright.”

“I’m here to tell you there’s hope.”

“None of that matters, but it’s important to me that you know that.”

“He did not look like his job description”

“Shut up, you’re all gonna die.”

“The man with the mustache told me to do it.”

“You kids have no upper body strength”

“Okay, when you get kidnapped…”

“I thought I was gonna be murdered my entire childhood.”

“I thought our transaction was over.”

“I didn’t drink water the entire time.”

“Do my friends hate me or do I just need to go to sleep?”

“Hey, do you want me to kill that guy for you?”

“I am now gross.”

“That’s how much I hate that shit”

“I get grumpy about some things.”

“Tonight’s no good, how ‘bout Wednesday.”

“Famous people are weird as shit.”

“May I look at my stuff please?”

“I smell a robot.”

“Think about that for two minutes and tell me you don’t just want to walk into the ocean.”

“It’s doesn’t matter why, but I was sitting in a gazebo.”

“Last November, the strangest thing happened…”

“Everyone, everywhere, is super mad about everything, all the time!”

“He’s as confused as you are.”

“I didn’t know he knew how to do that.”

“We’re well past that.”

“First of all, get out of here with your facts.”

“Because I wasn’t paying attention!”

“I’m allowed to make fun of my [spouse], I asked [her/him/them] and [she/he/they] said yes.”

“What do you think those guys are celebrating.”

“Oh, nonono, we all know that.”

“Whoa, what’s this place?”

“Your story doesn’t have a lot of details.”

“We don’t know our lines for shit.”

“God can’t hear you.”

[dvkev-alentino]

Gods die. And when they truly die they are unmourned and unremembered. Ideas are more difficult to kill than people, but they can be killed, in the end.

Neil Gaiman, American Gods  (via kvngslayer)

[shielddeputydirector]

//tonight is bio page updates for Hill, Daken, and Romulus. I might have time for RP in there, but it is unlikely.

Message me if you need me.//

[shielddeputydirector]

//Hill and Romulus done. Daken tomorrow//

[feralromulus]

Remus exposes Romulus’ lies regarding the Lupine Mutants.

Wolverine (2010) #312

[shielddeputydirector]

//tonight is bio page updates for Hill, Daken, and Romulus. I might have time for RP in there, but it is unlikely.

Message me if you need me.//