Cap'n Cupcake

@maliceunchained.bsky.social

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Professional procrastinator. Author. Geek. He/Him. Pseudo-husband. Father to a little Smidge. THE SANGUINE DUSK, available now at all good online retailers, and ebook formats!

A story excerpt of white text on a black background. It reads: As the first peer of what was essentially a new clan, she was followed no matter where she went – by guards, by admirers, by an assortment of people who just wanted to see her, as if she was some sort of holy figure. That last thought made Evaline shudder involuntarily – it had been 'holy' warriors who had invaded her home nine years before, and who had put her family to the sword three centuries before that, and now the perception of anything as 'holy' tended to come with a wave of unwelcome feelings for her.
An excerpt of a story, still in progress. The word 'keep' is highlighted in green. The full section reads: “I know Mea,” Evaline told her, a reassuring hand on her arm, “but our joint town, our joined clan, is still young,” she explained. “We need to be seen to be keeping up the appearances our society demands of us. I will look for Katalin, and I will not rest until she is brought home safely, I promise.”
A Battletech Mist Lynx model, a humanoid mech with large weapon mounts around its hands. It's painted in blood red, with a black arrow-like design on the front and a rich blue cockpit windscreen.
A box with 5 plastic, pre-built models of some futuristic mechs, for the Battletech tabletop game.
Transformers figures Fisitron and Carnivac. Fisitron is a grey and blue stylised humvee sort of vehicle, with a yellow gun mounted on top. Carnivac is a large, purple and teal robotic wolf, sporting a tan-coloured gun. Also, inexplicably, there is a large pine cone in the picture.
Image of a ball with a smiley face on it floating in water, with text that reads "Tell us a true one-sentence story from your life that absolutely opens more questions than it answers and demands further context."
Transformers figure Knockout, a red robot with a blue-tipped spear type weapon, standing on a wooden floor against a standard cardboard box.
Transformers x X-Men Ultimate X-Panse figure, in a combat pose with pink energon blade effects in his wrists, against a white backdrop
Marvel's Hallows' Eve, AKA Janine Godbe, in action figure form wielding a Transformers Matrix of Leadership from the Shattered Glass universe. It has a red energy effect on it, as if it had been opened and was emitting its powerful energies.
A story excerpt, white text on a black background. It reads: The shrieking grew louder, and finally a swarm of the howling creatures barrelled down the hallway- -and right past the medical room. A straggler paused, sniffing the air for a moment, before loping after its fellows, leaving the room as quiet as it had been before. Sammi looked at Quin, who looked at Mags, who looked back at both of them, and they all voiced the same thought. “What the fuck?!”
Marvel Legends Hallows' Eve, and Transformers Generations G1-inspired Sandstorm in dune buggy mode.
A snippet of dialogue from a writing puece. It reads: “Yeah, that's not a real thing.” “Sure it is,” Mags argued. “I mean they aren't called 'Arse-Flowers', it's something like rectali morrigans or something, but it loosely translates to 'Arse-Flower'. Grows on Petunia. Beautiful planet, lovely plant life, all of it venomous and carnivorous. A single tour there was quite enough, thank you.”
A figure of Marvel Legends Retro series Hallows' Eve, a woman in a black and orange outfit with orange hood and tattered orange split cape. She's holding a purple satchel, with the package art behind her in the background.
A story excerpt. It reads: “Well, of course it's goin' to seem like shit, if you keep lookin' at the shit,” she told him matter-of-factly. “But don't forget you also got me. You got Mags, bless her over-achievin' little arse. And you got Sparky over there, the resident intellectual.” She pointed over her shoulder with her thumb, to where Kosi was engrossed in pulling out parts of the computer to find a way to restart it. “Sure, some of the squad are acting like recruits fresh out of training, but you got a few level professionals too.” Adams finished by giving a broad, smug grin, and while he didn't smile Eirian's eyes glittered with humour.
A snippet from a work in progress novel. It reads: “You know, I've been meaning to ask you,” Eirini said, and Persefoni made a groan of disgust. “That's a phrase that never ends well.” She sat her cereal down on their small kitchen table, dropped into a chair that creaked as she did, and sighed with resignation. “What is it?” Eirini clapped her hands together excitedly, grinning like a child who just got a new toy. “Yay! Okay, I was thinking – I've been getting some profiles set up for you on some dating apps-” “You did what?” “-and it occurred to me-” “Don't say it.” “-I don't actually know-” “You're gonna say it.” “-if you're straight or not.” “Maláka, you had to say it!” Persefoni dropped her spoon into her bowl, turning to glare at her sister. “Really? That's the conversation you want to have this morning?”
She hadn't wanted them dead. She was certain they at least were no threat to her, but she also recognised a need for self-defence – although a light maiming would have sufficed. She looked at the office window, just noticing that it had been shattered during...whatever happened, and a cold wind was blowing into the office, scattering papers and chilling her to the bone. And then she felt it – the presence in her mind, growing and expanding through her as if stretching after an ancient slumber. 'Aaah,' a sinister voice sighed from within. 'It is so good to be back home.'
A story snippet, of white words on a black background. It reads: Persefoni sighed, glaring at the grey skies and grey sea one last time before turning away to get dressed. She pulled on a worn pair of black jeans, accessorised with a couple of chains for good measure, and a black long-sleeved T-shirt she had found in a charity shop – she had no idea who 'Iron Maiden' were, but she liked the skeletal being on the shirt's design, and being two sizes too big it was loose and cosy, an ideal combination given the weather. By now she was used to ignoring the many scars that criss-crossed her body, some coiling around her arms like pale, barbed vipers, every one a sign she survived, even when she may have preferred not to. But no matter how hard she tried, she remembered how each one had felt. Every. Single. One. No matter. The cause of those scars was far away now, no longer exerting its will over her or her family, and she could breathe freely. She stared at herself in the mirror, meeting her own hazel eyes, and told herself – not for the first time – that she could breathe now, and she finally released the breath she couldn't remember holding.
Optimus Prime figure from the Shattered Glass duo pack. He is purple and dark blue with menacing red eyes. He is posed on a duvet with a bowl of mini sausage rolls behind him.
Transformers Animated Soundwave, a boxy blue robot with Laserbeak in his black-and-red guitar mode, stood against an Assassin's Creed Odyssey-themed box
Transformers Legacy United G1 Sandstorm figure, an orange and black bulky robot with a large rifle weapon, laying on a cardboard box.
Transformers Legacy Sandstorm and Fractured Friendship D-16, laying on a box.
A Bluesky post from @barbosaur.bsky.social talking sardonically about a proposed 'dark and gritty' style Transformers animation reads "What if it was the 1984 series but they're ripping each other's limbs off and squishing humans to death like a REAL giant alien robot fight? We're sophisticated grown men with fresh ideas!" This is followed, as if by design, by an Effin' Birds artwork, featuring a bird of some kind on a pinkish background, next to the words in elaborate text: "Chock full of horseshit."
Transformers Legacy United G1 Sandstorm in robot mode, looking rather awesome.
Transformers Windcharger figure, stood in front of a copy of the Transformers TTRPG book.
Transformers figure Axelgrease, looking like the girlboss she is.
An excerpt from high fantasy vampire novel, The Sanguine Dusk, by Martyn C. Miles. It reads: "I really did not think you were stupid enough to attack me, a General and commander of the army, in my home, surrounded by my troops,” she said, more astounded than angry, “and yet, here we are.” She pulled hard on Mordecai's sword arm, driving her knee into his crotch before pulling him up and shattering his nose again with a powerful headbutt. Again Mordecai tried to attack, his strike even clumsier, and this time Lahmea caught the blade, wrenched it out of his hands and snapped it over her knee. “Are you finished?” she asked, her tone bored, and Mordecai glared at her. “I...will have...my due,” he rasped, readying to tackle her. “Yes, you will.” Mordecai ran at her, throwing a punch that would have missed even if Lahmea hadn't avoided it. He threw two more at her, and the General dodged each time, catching his arm on the last swing and twisting it aside, driving two hard punches of her own directly into his face before twisting his arm around to push his face towards the ground. “Now listen to me, you worthless mongrel,” she told him, “if you are ever given the hospitality of my family ever again, you keep your filthy hands to yourself, you do not speak to me, and you definitely do not abuse our stable hands, or I will personally hunt you down, rip your manhood off and feed it to my horse. Understood?”
The blu-ray covers of volumes 1-5, 6, 7, and 8 of hit American anime RWBY.
Transformers Age of the Primes Full-Tilt, with teal and black stickers applied. He looks better now.
Transformers Age of the Primes Full-Tilt in bot mode. He is a tall slab of mostly pink and little else.
A screen shot from Helldivers 2. It shows the player's character, standing at a window of their starship, looking out at a misty, reddish planet. A human space station is nearby, half shrouded in the mist, and there are several other ships visible. Some others are exploding and falling into the atmosphere.
Three Transformers figures in a dynamic group pose. Left to right is Generations Axelgrease, Age of the Primes Spinister, and Legacy United Slipstream. They look awesome.
Studio Series Thrust Transformers figure
Two transformers figures squaring off. On the left is Takara Fireblast Grimlock, shield up and sword raised. On the right is Age of the Primes Trypticon, looking resplendent in his new black, teal, and pink colourscheme. They are posed as if to invoke the feeling of Saint George fighting the dragon.
Transformers Age of the Primes Trypticon, with Full-Tilt sitting on his head, akin to Grimlock and Wheelie in the '86 movie.
A screenshot from my work in progress novel, dubbed 'Project PGS'. The passage reads: "Eirini swore at the file she was looking through on her laptop, and doubly so at the person who had sent it to her. The author had clearly thought they could pass off AI writing as their own and expect her not to notice, but there were numerous parts of the novel that lacked any sort of voice – plus they'd left one of the prompts in the dialogue."
Transformers Age of the Primes Spinister in his evil coloured glory.
fenestrated adjective anatomy specialized uk /ˈfen.ɪ.streɪ.tɪd/ us /ˈfen.ə.streɪ.t̬ɪd/ (also fenestrate) used to describe a structure in the body of a human or other animal that has one or more holes or openings, like windows: More than half of our specimens had a fenestrated defect. The risks associated with repair of the fenestrated walls of the coronary sinus are low. These fenestrate coral colonies are very fragile and are easily broken during transport.
A piece of 'art' from Mantic Games' 2025 announcements video, featuring a character with too many fingers and numerous other issues indicative of AI image generation.
Transformers Legacy Deluxe-class Skullgrin figure, wielding his bladeguns, with the Power of the Primes miniature Skullgrin in front of him.
A draft Bluesky post, with the word count going over the allowed limit. It reads: It's a weird thing to be writing something, and seeing all the places you've applied what you've learned. In my new project, I've seen myself hold back on exposition in favour of putting it in the dialogue, so it's more natural, and I've dropped just enough information to pique interest instead of putting it all upfront. It's...reassuring.
The gorgeous box art for Transformers Age of the Primes Trypticon
A tiny little pumpkin, in a little pumpkin house. Someone actually carved this.
The movie poster for the absolute wrong 'un of a movie that is Splice.
Blokees Transformers One Sentinel Prime. He looks very shiny.
Transformers One Studio Series Sentinel Prime, in the box.
Carmilla from the Castlevania animated show, with a caption underneath saying 'what the fuck just happened?'
A dinky figure of Shockwave from Transformers.
TV Chef Gordon Ramsay shouting, with a caption above him in a white banner, saying 'Tyranids foghting Chaos Daemons, 41,000 colourised', and below him it says "where's the fucking biomass"
A collection of Transformers in their alt modes, featuring a mis of trucks and cars
An excerpt from the novel THE SANGUINE DUSK. It reads: Duahn was promptly shown into the cavernous main hall by one of the Marquis' guards, and as the doors slammed behind him the room was plunged into almost total darkness. He could sense, rather than see, the shapes that lurked on the fringes of the room, shrouded in shadow but watchful nonetheless. Something else flitted between the pillars nearby, something larger and more immediately threatening. “Hello?” he called, looking around for any signs of the Marquis. “I believe I am expected...by the Marquis.” He wasn't even sure if anything around him was capable of understanding, until at last a voice laden with menace answered him. “Why are you here, little Lord?” the voice asked, stretching every other word out in an almost mocking hiss. “Because I have questions that I believe Marquis Drakhovi can help me answer,” he told the disembodied voice, still searching for its source. “Liar!” The single word came with a snap of teeth at his right ear, but as he whirled around to face it the figure had already moved. “We know your lies, and see through to the truth!” “What truth?” he asked, reaching under his cloak for his hidden weapon. He turned again to search for the noise he kept hearing, when suddenly a figure appeared in front of him, with large yellow eyes and its face contorted into bat-like features, a fang-filled mouth open as it gave vent to an unnatural screech. “Angelique!”
The front cover of the graphic novel IRON CAT, featuring Iron Man and Black Cat back to back in the background, while the titular Iron Cat leaps towards the viewer in the foreground.
An 80s-style TV card, saying ‘we are experiencing temporary INCOHERENT RAGE, please stand by”
A picture of Transformers x Universal Monsters crossover figure Frankentron, in tank mode, on a TV stand covered with a festive tablecloth.
Transformers Legacy Toxitron, Bulkhead, and Shattered Glass Sideswipe sat on a TV stand in vehicle mode. The stand is covered with a silver christmas tablecloth.
The packaging for the Transformers x Frankenstein crossover figure, Frankentron. The price has been reduced from 35 to 18 pounds.
An excerpt from THE SANGUINE DUSK, by Martyn C. Miles. It reads: “Magic itself has a language, much as we do,” she explained. “It is the language used to speak and write spells, to enchant items, or in this case, to ward. I can tell you that these wards were written by a people to whom magic is merely a tool, something to be picked up and dropped at a whim, not something innate as it is for us – the runes are very simple and utilitarian, and largely separate from each other. It's indicative of a people unfamiliar with magic.”
A red book cover with a silver sunburst, and below it is the title ‘The Sanguine Dusk’ by Martyn C. Miles
The MVP card for Winter Solder, from Marvel Rivals
Two Titan class Transformers figures, posed as if battling, with other smaller figures around their feet.