“The Supermarine Walrus amphibious aircraft from HMS Warspite is catapulted from the ship at the start of an anti-submarine patrol off the Seychelles. An aircraft carrier can be seen sailing in the background.”
The Adventures of Mara Jade Skywalker and Jaina Solo
Mara Jade Skywalker taught Jaina Solo everything she knew. As Master and apprentice they traveled the galaxy fighting evil one adventure at a time.
“Ready?” she asked before she put the ship into a state of
“Ready” Jaina replied with a type of fierce determination
that Mara recognised in herself and at that moment, she knew in herself that
everything was going to be fine, no matter what.
Then they both turned back towards the front panel and
watched as the stars washed away and the bright light of hyperspace swallowed
the ship catapulting them towards their first adventure as master and
Ship: Clarke / Lexa (The 100) Rating: Currently PG-13, to change in future chapters Current word count: 6,000+ Chapters: 1/? Summary: You would think the life of the most popular girl on campus is easy and unwavering. What if Lexa’s reputation doesn’t match the person she’s always been? What if it takes a blue-eyed, social nobody to break the illusive pavement of glass she walks upon? [Nerd/Popular AU] Main tags: Popular Lexa, Nerd Clarke, Enemies to lovers, College AU.
Sometimes the miracle of life itself, the magic of it or whatever you want to call it, is that things happen at the only time they could have happened for you to notice them and let the wave crash onto your quiet desolated beach. It’s only doubt that can take you off the pedestal and when you walk amongst others, you can finally see others.
There’s this little trick life does that when something is meant to happen, it will. No matter how absurd the hypothetical conditions for it to be are suddenly plausible. Because, honestly, Lexa being late to a non-mandatory lecture on corporate law is not something you would define as ‘plausible’.
@kaikaina-grif and I got to talking and we have decided to work together on an RvB AU we’re calling Stetsons vs Tricorns.
The Reds are cowboys in the wild west and the Blues are pirates who shipwreck on the coast of Red Territory and can’t leave because Captain Flowers has died and no one is left who can sail the ship. Set in southern Texas/northern Mexico. Character origins are as follows (as of this time b/c honestly I can’t promise these things won’t be tweaked a bit over the course of this project):
Leonard Church Sr. tries to find immortality in order to save his dying wife and duplicated his soul in the process. The duplicate, Alpha, only has faint recollections of his life as Church with Allison and is quickly stuffed into the body of a young man who resembles Church Sr. enough for Alpha to mistake it for his own body. Captain Flowers poses as a pirate and “steals objects of value” from the royal treasury of Spain - in reality he is smuggling Church Jr. to the New World until his “father” can find a use for him.
Caboose and Tucker were runaway slaves who were trying to head west to take part in the gold rush and had to stop in New Orleans where Flowers ended up recruiting them for the crew instead.
Sarge is a cattle rustler who doubles as the nearby town’s sheriff and ends up hiring Grif and Simmons to assist with his duties. The Grifs left Hawaii as they saw conflicts arising there and thought the mainland would offer a more peaceful life. The Simmons fled Ireland amidst the Potato Famine.
Lopez is a mexican rustler who traveled north - as far as Quebec - in search of work and ended up meeting a native woman, Sooleawa (Algonquin, means silver). Her tribe offered him some work and they were in close proximity much of the time. He only spoke spanish and understood english, she only spoke her native tongue and french, so they had to teach one another without a common language between them. It was a whirlwind romance and Sooleawa followed Lopez south when he set home.
While Lopez was out rustling, missionaries came to village and attempted to convert the natives to christianity against their will. Sooleawa resisted and the altercation resulted in her death. Posthumously, the priests baptized her and white-washed her name. Sheila. Her death crushed Lopez and he was taken in by Sarge. In his grief, he swore never to speak anything but spanish again in his life. Her death ‘killed’ the village- the people left, citing haunting and curses, and the missionaries with them.
Sheila was angry and refused to go to their afterlife however. She lingered and attached herself to a catapult which hadn’t seen use in some time, but it was big and she had seen them in action. She waited for the day those missionaries would return to her range. When the Blues arrived, Caboose traveled in-land looking for help (he was hopelessly lost) and stumbled across her form in the old town. She was lonely, and so manifested herself before him. He commented on her loneliness and hauled her, all on his own, onto the ship so that she would never be alone.
One day while investigating the ship sighting on the coast, Lopez tracked down the Blues. Church, who had died due to an infection and had been haunting the ship to Tucker’s displeasure, decided it was high-time for a new body and possessed Lopez. He was ready to show off his new mortal form to Tucker and Caboose and Sheila but when he saw her, Lopez shunted Church out of his body and fell to his knees before her spirit. Lopez has been re-united with his lost love.
The Reds, who had been following his trail, spotted Lopez kneeling before a catapult on the ship with the ‘dirty Blue invaders’ and assumed he had gone mad and was now one of them.
While this is happening part of the Spanish Navy, the “Freelancers” begin to investigate Captain Flowers and are determined to set out and discover what exactly it is that he stole from the treasury. Perhaps if she returns with whatever it is, Lady Carolina’s father will acknowledge her skill and make her head of the Navy (her brother can be king if he wants).
That’s all for now. Anyway, @kaikaina-grif will be making art for this AU, and I will be writing it. Please follow #StetsonsVTricorns for updates. I will try to have the first chapter out in a week or so and will re-blog this with a link when its ready.
To be clear, this isn’t an “event” or a big bang, this is just something we’re doing together and we thought you all should know so we could drag you into this new hell with us. Bwahaha.
(This was my original idea for a Sterek Week edit, but I ended up shelving it in favor of another idea. So I worked on it some more last night because I love playing with silhouettes and all things Sterek.)
It’s the moment right before they close the distance; desires soaring high, amplified by anticipation. Hearts beating ferally against their cage, skin flushing, deep-seated itches of lust and longing emanate from within their core, bursting outward in all directions. Warm breaths flutter across each other’s cheeks as they inch closer, like two opposing magnets destined to pull one another in with a force so great their path could not be deterred. With each waning second, eyelashes flutter like tentative applause, battling to say open, eyes not wanting to miss the beauty before them. Soft, gentle touches of lips moistened by insatiable craving, finally embrace. Silent whispers of “I love you” intricately laced between them as their lips dance harmoniously beneath the moonlight.
Mankind has waged for on the sea for 3 millenia. Any tribe or backwater nation can use canoes and rafts to an extent in warfare. Using them as landingcraft or has mobile archer emplacements to harrass the enemy. But only when ships became strong, sturdy and hard enough did the term “Naval warfare” come into use.
Naval warfare as we know today can be traced back to the Phonecians, a trading nation of city states, situated along the north africa coastline. The Phonecians used long, single decked, sturdy warships with a battering ram on the bow. This battering ram was used for smashing into other ships. The long length of the ship was a structural weakness, so they made the ships fatter by adding another deck of oarsmen, the greeks adding a third deck. This triple decked warship would become the most common ship of the persian, greek and roman empires. The trieme
The first major war decided by naval warfare was the greco persian wars. At the battle of salamis the greeks had 378 triemes in their fleet, which would go up against the persian 600. Archers would stand on deck and fire flaming arrows across the water, ships shattered. Each ship carried around 10 hoplites who would leap to enemy ships and cut the sailors down with their sword. However if they fell into the water, their armour would weight them down and they would drown underneath the waves.
The Trieme was fast and agile. But as the punic wars flared up in the mediterranean, newer, heavier, more powerful vessels such as the Quinquereme superceded the trieme. The Quinquereme had five banks of oars and could crush the lighter triemes. During the first punic war, carthage maintained an exstensive fleet, and according to ancient sources, the romans found a washed up Quinquereme and built their own vessels on that design. They fitted their ships with bronze battering rams and boarding planks with sharp beaks to plant into the deck of enemy ships, and hold it in place while the vastly superior roman legions could board and capture the carthaginian ships and slaughter the weaker carthaginian marines. These boarding planks won rome the first punic war, the sharp metal spikes that held the enemy vessels in place, led to the roman legions calling them “ravens”.
Rome abandoned the raven by the roman civil war. They placed catapults on their warships and large towers. Making the ship more or less, a mobile fortress. They attacked hooks to their catapults to drag enemy ships. They also mounted artillery such as the ballista on their towers, With a max range of 500 yards, these heavy crossbows where highly prized weapons, able to fling large stones or metal bolts to puncture pirate ships.
However a much more unusual and spectacular form of naval combat was used after the fall of rome, during the late antiquity. During the siege of constantinople (674-678 AD) the byzantines used Dromons, which were a very light and fast ship. Emperor Constantine IV used greek fire to destroy the arab navy. This substance burned on water and roasted the arab fleet alive by using an early form of flamethrower.
Remind you of a certain tv show?
If you have any ideas for what I should post for next military monday, it can be anything, a battle, a leader, an idea, a concept or tactic, a military unit or formation. Do not hesitate to send in your suggestions, either by message or comment.
Girls Can’t Fight! Salma’s mouth twisted wryly. “What do they think their mothers do, when lords are at war and a raiding party strikes? Stay in their solars and tat lace?”
That made Kel Smile. “My aunt lit barrels of lard and had them catapulted onto Scanran ships this summer.”
“As would any delicately reared noblewoman.
First Test, Protector of the Small, Tamora Pierce
Rating: M for sexual content and disturbing imagery.
A/N: Earlier this week an exoplanet that could support life was discovered orbiting our closest neighboring star, Proxima Centauri, a red dwarf that is invisible to the naked eye from Earth. From this exoplanet, Proxima B, its sun would glow at midday the color of a sunset, and our sun would appear as a bright star in the constellation Cassiopeia. Proxima B is several light years away. Even if humans achieved the most advanced form of propulsion within our reasonable grasp, it would still take almost a thousand years to reach Proxima B from Earth.
[Please excuse any scientific errors. My husband is the rocket scientist, not me. With many thanks to the amazing @dandelion-sunset for… everything, the least of which is betaing. And with thanks to the friends who’ve been helping me through the weeds. I love you, guys. Contains direct and revised quotes from The Hunger Games books and films, none of which I own.]
At midday the sun burns an orange as delicate as a crane lily and as warm as a glowing ember, as soft and gentle as a lover’s caress stroking my hair, my face, my shoulders, my back. Long beams of light filter through the overhead canopy of leaves, illuminating them, casting the illusion they’ve caught fire as they pirouette on their branches. Transfigured by the alchemy of the daylight, the leaves lie and act like they’re alive like me, rustling and whispering in the wind, chittering like children trying—and failing—to contain their excitement. And, because I’m so desperately lonely, I close my eyes and I let them.