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OOOOO!!!! Dudeeee that’s so cool :000
The first picture was kind of me dipping my toes into painting after a bit of a break, but yours is super cool :3
Worlds angriest grandpa blood angel 🫶
Brother-Sergeant Belath!!!
He and Azriel are close :3
Do I have a lot of angst planned for him, Azriel and bolter due to Belath being older in age, higher risk of black rage? Maybe :3
But! Don’t worrryy about it!!! It’s fiinneee! I’m surreee.
Boo group picture jumpscReee!!!
No angst here :3
Okay maybe a little angst—
I made soem art of your sona with yarric
OMFG—
I LOVE THEM!!! TYSMMMMM ARRGGH
cherishing it!! Hanging it on my wall!!! Love them so much 🥰🥰🥰🥰
You aren’t supposed to tell my secret 👹👹!!!
I don’t need ghazghkull breaking down my door to return him!!!!
why steal minis when you can steal the whole man?
Kissy mark on da forehead >:3
Based and true!!!! Why didn’t I think of that 👹?!
It’s just making me think of that one scene from the muppets tbh—
But tysm I love the art 🥰🥰🥰 Lurv my little guy making off with the bestest commissar in my heart of hearts
He is indeed!!
It’s my Centipede dominus’s Community awarded ‘best quality’
His tail wiggles :3
Tags are from @krynnmeridia and @specsthespectraldragon respectively :3
I, in fact, make him do them a lot ^w^
(In order of appearance here the images are from: Archeo-Technique , what the elites don’t want you to know 🤫, Biologis mode activate , What ya got there? , Informational; your flesh is weak )
Get real?
Okay
Hey, How do you think your OCs would interact with Machina Furem?
For this, three scenarios
Scenario one: machina approaches in a humanoid form he thinks they would trust, probably a skitarii
Scenario two: Machina furem approaches as a Blackstone fortress, communicating with the other ship's machine spirit before communicating to the characters.
Scenario three: the character find machina Furem while trying to find something on the Noosphere- machina furem had no time to prepare.
He has alot of spyware, so for Scenario one and Scenario two assume machina Furem knows what they are like before approaching them.
Oooo alrighty!
Well let’s see
Ahem—
I’ll probably stick closer to my AdMech ocs just for ease (and to keep this from being a mile long text scroll— more then it already will be anyway-)!
So
Situation one:
Skitariis kind of appearing aren’t that unusual, Centipide Dominus has a habit of stealing anything smaller than him and adding it to his horde either until they DO become one of his numbers (in the case of skits and other machine worshipers this typically includes some augments while for say his three guardsman the imperium bureaucracy or what have you just gives up trying to get them back) or until they go home, so I think most every of my Admechs wouldn’t bat an eye much at this
Dominus might be a bit confused at first bc he didn’t scoop up any new skits recently but he’d get over that very quickly— I think the most uneasy about Mac would probably be the Logis, they sense something off/different about the skitarii in question but Silverfish Logis would very likely brush it off, not as experienced as Crab Logis who would definitely narrow down that this skit was sending off the unusual vibes.
This means Archmantis is also weary of this new skit but it’s a bit hard to conduct much anything let alone an interrogation when as soon as you try you’re met with this—
He is overprotective of his babies what can I say—
So on the upside for Mac they got their own protector :D! Bad news is removal of this skit from Centipede Dominus is not advised— he uh- gets snappy—
Situation two:
The magos beetle Explorator is more than excited at the prospect of the blackstone fortress! Above all else their servos crave for, well, exploration. It’s why Silverfish Logis is typically paired and pretty close on their heels =m= they lack a lot of self preservation.
Archmantis with guidance from his hubby does do his best to keep a level head even if they’re uneasy by the undocumented(?) fortress’s approach, tho crab Logis (likely guided by the machine spirit’s communication with the fortress) reassures that it’s probably not anything to worry too much about and to just keep their guard up—
Centipede Dominus however isn’t too hyped about the prospect of this thing possibly being used by enemy forces (thus risking not only his troops but also an uneven fight >:( ) so he’s more then ready to go toe to toe with it in some sort of dog fight— but ArchMantis makes sure to wrangle him back in
Situation three:
For this one again I’ll narrow it down to Dominus centipede or Explorator Beetle & Silverfish Logis— this post is getting long and I can’t think of much else to add on with the others—
In the Log & Explore route Explorator is very excited! Again- they lack a lot of that self preservation and kind of tiptoe around heretek with the upbeat attitude and his loyalties to the Omnissiah staying pretty strong. So I don’t see this one going too a wry aside form Silverfish Logis being a bit uneasy the whole time with circumstances considered—
Centipede Dominus? As we’ve established he’s uh— he’s got his…things going on—
Yeah that—
So I’d say this interaction might go a bit rougher between the two considering— again— the things—
Yeah :)
He’d get a bit silly and considering the Mac Loretm I’ve read, probably would get his multitude of ass handed to him before ArchMantis had to come and save him/drag him back home while he gets an earful
But yeah!!! Mac shenanigans with my boys :)
All and all I don’t think it’d go too bad, just for sake of keeping it light hearted! Could I go into the depths of Mac central angst caused to and or by my babs? Sure. But that’s for another day :3
This has been in my drafts for some time now and I figured since I’ve been tagging them a lot more in them-coded stuff I should share with you all the knowledge of their names!! and yes all of my Admechs have been named for like Several months now- but shhhh it’s fiiinnneeeee
I think I’ve mentioned Dominus centipedes name in a post before and ArchMagos mantis? But I never said them much and probably won’t say them much still =w= bug description just easier lol
But in a sucker for lore stuff!
The lists will include:
Their title (associated bug) - full imperium name
Lists of prominent nicknames (mostly for/from imperium normie)
↳ listed here like so :)
Arch magos (Praying mantis) - Kallisch Katrasnadis
Prominent nicknames include:
↳ ‘K’
↳ ‘DeadEye’
↳ ‘Techy’
Logis (crab) - L-319
Prominent nicknames include:
↳ ‘Brachyura’
↳ ‘Natalia’
↳ ‘Claws’
Magos Explorator (Beetle) - TZ-648-Δ
Prominent nicknames include:
↳ ‘Delta’
↳ ‘Poxy’
↳ ‘Trypox’
Logis (Silver fish) - Rure lepisma Holotius
Prominent nicknames include:
↳ ‘Rue’ (Roo)
↳ ‘Brainbox’
↳ ‘Clank’
Magos Dominus (Centipede) - Thanatos van krelt
Prominent nicknames include:
↳ ‘Than’ (Th-Ann)
↳ ‘Legs’
↳ ‘Clicks’
↳ ‘Gutter’
↳ ‘wiggles’
Magos Biologis (Shrimp) - Phanes-Theta 21
Prominent nicknames include:
↳ ‘Shrimp’ (if it ain’t broke don’t fix it)
↳ ‘Butcher’
↳ ‘Butch’
↳ ‘Phane’
Tech priest (Crayfish) - Halios-900
Prominent nicknames include:
↳ ‘Big man’
↳ ‘Crush’
↳ ‘Lobster’
> A note on most of the nicknames is they aren’t typically used by other Admechs, they’re mostly used by average imperium individuals who might interact with them. This also is where most of the description/‘Perosnality’ based nicknames.
>>> this is also why a lot of them might not be befitting of the aura/rank that a Magos Dominus or an ArchMagos may wield, they’re mostly monickers used amongst personal conversation between guardsman to distinguish which of mutlilimbed, tech worshippers one may be referencing :3
Space marines with primordial pouches and thick body hair to help protect them in battle
That is all good night
Hello nerds B)
I uh was wondering, anybody got some art requests :3??? Art block is a bitch and I wanna stick it to them 🥰
Feel free to send art requests to my ask box!!!!! Pretty please!!! I wanna draw things for you guys 🥺!!!
@stygiantechpriest
Artfight time lads!!!!!!! Hyped!!!
This’ll be my first year I partake in the artfight so I’m really excited!- I kind of don’t have a lot of characters on there right now and even more so with the fact only 1 of my like- 3 are any character my followers would recognize
But hey! We ball :) hopefully I’ll have more of my warhammer babies on there soon!!
Anyway, you guys can find me on art fight at artfight.net/lazyTheArtisg :3
Also yes this does mean I’ll be a bit slow(er) with posting but it’s fiinnneee return to normalcy eventually (probably)
Oh jeez have I been there. I remember when my folks still had their ultramarine pair I was going over for a visit and the neighbors had just recently gotten a new statue for their front porch- it took me and dad to wrestle down one while my mom and brother kept the other inside the first time they saw it
Ultramarines are a very popular first-time breed, and for good reason. They are tidy, efficient, easily trained, naturally obedient, and are one of the friendlier breeds. Unfortunately, they are also one of the more expensive breeds to keep due to their deep-seated need for bling.
Ultramarines LOVE bling. Wild Ultramarines will decorate their nests with statues of their pack leaders and scavenge for shiny metal to gild their armor. You may recall the Siege of '92 when a park's ornate railings, broad pavilions, and equestrian statues attracted a whole company of feral Ultramarines, who claimed it "for Ultramar" and drove off the visitors so they could build a nest. Astartes experts theorize that Ultramarines use bling to establish status and attract mates.
New owners should be prepared to purchase at least one marble sculpture and several gilded items for their Ultramarine's enclosure. They should also award him with medals and other decorations for his armor and weaponry. Upkeep is easy--as long as the owner provides their Ultramarine with sufficient supplies, he will clean and maintain his bling without prompting. Indeed, some Ultramarines find bling cleaning to be a calming activity.
Failing to invest in bling will cause a rapid downturn in mood. Initially, the blingless Ultramarine will vocalize frequently about "shame" and "dishonor" to express his distress. If the situation is not amended, he can become lethargic and withdrawn and may even grow a beard. Alternatively, he may become increasingly aggressive as he seeks to find or earn more bling. If an Ultramarine begins showing these signs, it is highly imperative for an owner to purchase more decorations for his enclosure, and to frequently assure him of his honor.
My own personal hell…. (Finally finished his minis but now he has no more babies to put together and all he has left is an emptiness and extra baby bits 😔)
Me, baking, in a slight anxious spiral: what— what do u do if you use too much baking soda?
Baking website I am consulting: hahah! Dont worry silly! If you accidentally use 1 teaspoon as apposed to 1/2 a teaspoon all you gotta do is double the recipe and keep on as instructed! Easy as pie!!
Me: what/
Me, progressively more anxious; what if I use 3/4 cup instead of 3/4 teaspoon?
The baking website I am consulting, gaining consciousness to process this: you what—
Man I love baking
Me, baking, in a slight anxious spiral: what— what do u do if you use too much baking soda?
Baking website I am consulting: hahah! Dont worry silly! If you accidentally use 1 teaspoon as apposed to 1/2 a teaspoon all you gotta do is double the recipe and keep on as instructed! Easy as pie!!
Me: what/
Me, progressively more anxious; what if I use 3/4 cup instead of 3/4 teaspoon?
The baking website I am consulting, gaining consciousness to process this: you what—
Just a little thing I whipped up for @eftanz :3
Really hope this is what you meant 👁️👁️” and hope it kind of fulfills what you were looking for! It was really fun writing practice! Especially for characters I haven’t touched in a while =w=“
Hope I did good UwU!
Seabelts on
Tf2 writing practice || heavy medic
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Heavy felt this sort of lump form in his throat as he forced down his suitcase, closing it up as a deep sigh slipped from his lips. He let his head droop as he closed his eyes, taking in these final moments. Safe. On the ground. not in the air in a metal death tube…
He was flying with medic to Germany for a vacation, they’d been granted some down time and medic was ecstatic to show heavy around, the doctor had been rambling about all sorts of things he needed to show heavy and the foods he insisted heavy needed to try. Another exasperated sigh slipped from his lips.
‘You need to be strong misha’ he reminded himself as he gently tapped the suitcase ‘be strong for medic and for yourself.’ he frowned with a nod, he was right. His inner dialogue was interrupted as he heard medic calling for him. “heavy!! Are you ready yet?”
the familiar voice trilled, medic almost seemed to float as he practically skipped into the room. Misha took a sharp inhale to puff himself up, trying to seem more confident in the moment than he was.
“Archimedes is almost all set so we can head to the airport whenever-“ the doctor had started speaking before he looked up from the bird to misha, stopping as he blinked. “heavy? Is everything okay?” The doctor asked with a frown as he carefully approached his large companion, a gentle hand resting on his chest “you look pale..”
heavy felt his jaw practically lock in place, he felt his throat swell up and his gut twist into knots “da…da…heavy is just- ah- so excited for trip with doktor.” he weakly forced a smile to his anxious lips as he nodded, as if he didn’t fully believe the words himself. Medic wasn’t convinced, his hand gently ran over and down his arm. Gently holding heavy’s hand he hummed, seems he decided to not press any further. Phew.
“Ah, ja! I can’t wait to get there, heheh it’s been so long since I’ve been home and I can’t wait to share it with you!” the medic gushed as he carefully lifted heavy’s hand to his face, gently pressing against the large palm as he closed his eyes. Relishing in the contact he stood there, fingers interlocked with his companion. Misha felt this wave of relaxation wash over him as their fingers interlaced and he just got to stand there, Let his mind wander away from…the flight and he just got to be close to the man he adored most.
“Well. Whenever you’re ready, I’ll be loading our things.” he finally stated, Misha felt that comfort melt away as he was hesitant to let medic’s hand go for a moment. His gaze and grip followed medic before the doctor slipped off, his hand falling back by his side. He’d think to himself for a moment, finally mustering the energy to grab his things and join the doctor
‘Be brave misha. Be brave’
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The noise of the airport buzzed in the large man’s ears, he hadn’t even noticed medic was calling his name and carefully shaking his arm as his leg was bouncing out of control.
“Huh?” he glanced now to medic, disoriented blinking as he looked down to the companion. Worriedly the doctor looked back up to him
“are you sure everything is okay, heavy? You’ve been more quiet than usual and you keep bouncing your leg…” he worriedly looked down to misha’s still bouncing leg and back up to his face, gently squeezing his hand “you know you can tell me if something’s wrong, right?”
heavy felt his words catch in his throat as he forced his leg very quickly to stop “ah da, heavy is fine. Just can’t-“ the words caught again as he choked them out “can’t wait to— Ergh get in the plane.” he forced a smile, this time it seemed to be much more obvious as medic frowned in return
“Heavy-“ he began but was cut off as their flight was paged, oh dear. Finally. It was here. Medic looked back about to part his lips to speak but Misha was already up, grabbing their suitcases and he made his way to the terminal. Medic begrudgingly grabbed archimedes cage and following.
it felt like…a walk of shame almost. Despite being no where near the plane he could he the roar of its engine, the loud hissing snarl of that metal beast, made him want to recoil and rush back in fear. he could almost see the threatening blades whipping around and swooping past with each turn. It made his gut churn, made his knees feel weak and the bags he had no problem carrying before now felt like 10 ton weights. It didn’t even come close to the horror he felt at the image of being up in the air, oh god…the sounds of creaks and groans as the metal tube pushed forward and leapt for the skies. Hundreds of feet up into the air- and the horrid thought of wind filling the cabin- he could hear the screams as the gravity forced him back into his seat and as they hurtled to THE GROUND GOING FASTER AND FASTER AND FASTER UNTIL—
He leaned against the wall, gripping his chest as cold sweat ran down his brow, medic close to his side looking on in fear “heavy! You almost fell over! You need to tell me what’s wrong” he pleaded as the doctor stayed close to heavy, whom was barely upright from his knees buckling under him. He hesitated and fought with himself. It felt stupid. So very very dumb that someone like himself, who had fought so hard and so long, who had seen the horrors of war and conflict so long, and done his work as a mercenary even longer to be afraid of- something so trivial.
But he had to do it.
“Heavy is…heavy he- he is afraid of aeroplane..” his head sunk in defeat, half expecting medic to laugh. To think it was a joke, or to tease him for it, but it never came. Instead he felt his face being pulled to look to medic, his lip quivered some in defeat as he stared back at his partner, those familiar eyes accentuated by the thick glasses frames with understanding and worry and- and compassion swirling in them
“Oh heavy…it is okay to be afraid. Flying is a very scary thing.” he sighed as he gently pressed his forehead against heavy’s “but it will be okay, you know why? We are in this together. Always and always” he crooned with a smile as he pulled back
“How about this? I will take the window seat, that way you don’t have to look while we fly, and I will hold your hand the whole time?” He smiled to his companion, not removing his hand from the larger figure’s cheek. Misha smiled, if it hadn’t been for the location he might of even let a tear slip as his hand rose up and pressed medic’s palm firmly against his face
“Da. Heavy would like that.” He said at last as medic smiled wide and cupped both of heavy’s hands in his. Overjoyed he could help ease the stress, even if only a little
“Here! I’ll show you this little trick, you tap the outside of the plane as good luck! A little ‘we will land safe’ sort of thing and to remind you it is a solid piece of equipment.” Chirped the medic as he held tightly to Misah’s hand as they made their way to the gate, carefully boarding. Heavy felt a sense of pride well in his chest as he watched medic gently tap the outside of the plane, his own hand followed, he felt overjoyed as medic condemned his bravery as they took their seats. His fingers carefully interlocked with medic’s as they settled in for the flight, a deep breath as he closed his eyes. Head resting back.
Suddenly flying…didn’t feel so scary.
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Unconventional Company
Warhammer/Helldivers/Halo crossover + writing warmup
Slowly Night clutched its wispy black tendrils around the planet and travel became difficult, forcing the Trio of trained soldiers to set up camp for the night. Seated around the fire the Space Marine would reach back into his satchel, digging out a large book as he leaned back some.
His voice, cutting through the settling air, rumbled the question “So pray tell guardsman, have you all finished your prayers? I hadn’t seen even a single one before battle…” He questioned, strangely nonchalant for how confused the other two were left. The other armored figures glanced to each other with small shrugs.
“prayers?” The spartan echoed, he had heard of a variety of religions back home and on various planets but with the mystery shrouding this giant already he really hadn’t taken the ‘marine’ to be much of a religious man. The Helldiver didn’t seem to be a fan of this topic however as he crossed his arms, leaning back with an aura of disapproval. He didn’t really trust this brick wall much already. Was too big of a guy. Never took off his armor…maybe he was an automaton. These prayers sounded very UN-democratic. Hmph.
Though their confusion deepened as the marine looked appalled, gently digging out an almost rosary like item with a large double headed eagle attached “ahah…yes?— your prayers to the God Emperor?” He pressed, the duo again glancing to one another.
“Doesn’t sound very democratic-“ growled the Helldiver as the marine gave off a sudden menacing aura. The spartan swiftly clapped the back of the helldiver’s helmet with his armored hand, clearing his throat to try and recover the situation, “Right! Right!! our prayers! How could we forget!?” He’d swiftly nod with growing anxiety as the Helldiver grumbled in complaint over being hit. The spartan wasn’t about to be ripped in two by this muscle man freak in super armor because the quack Helldivers like this one couldn’t see the writing on the wall.
“How indeed.” Snorted the armor clad wall of a man before allowing his original aggression, hesitantly, to fall away. “But it is only natural when fighting for the God Emperor.” He nodded matter of factly.
“For Liberty ya mean.” grumbled the Helldiver, receiving another smack to the helmet as the spartan cleared his throat once more “RIGHT! Yes! Perhaps you should lead us through one? We are a bit rusty—“
He gulped, worried of the marines reaction, hoping this would smooth it over. Even still he braced for the worst until— the marine seemed to light up? “Of course! I always am ready to show guardsmen new prayers for our God Emperor!” His deep voice bellowed as he would readjust to be closer to the two.
Despite the Helldiver disliking the idea the spartan forced ‘convinced’ him to go along with it, if only to just please this ‘Space Marine’ into not crushing them under his boot— and he had to admit, it was kind of endearing the joy the marine displayed as he traced over the strange words within his book, explaining these ‘prayers’ he picked out for them and how to say them.
…Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad?
Lovely dividers by @squishyowl (Imperial) and myself :) (Helldiver)
Yapping below the cut
Oh BROTHER this one took a lot. Idk y but hey it happens (mostly due to my inability to stay on a project for too long—) but anyhow
This bad boy had say in my inbox for a WHILE and in my notes even longer….i think I ported it over to tumblr around the time I made the original au post, meanwhile it’s been written since about I first made the au, so woof a while ago
This bad boy took a few months on and off again to complete just due to my spelling and grammatical errors and the whole not working 100% of the time on it X.X
But here it is!!! Idk if it was obvious but the crossover is a really fun idea to me and I definitely wanna do more with if- so we shall see 🥰
I’m just a big huge sucker for sci-fi stuff especially sci-fi battle stuff and these three being big poster children for that idk how I couldn’t
Anywho- thank you all for reading and u all are so cool and thanks to my moots who proof read it for me 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶✨✨✨💪💪💪💪
Everyone have a good day 🫶
Unconventional Company
Warhammer/Helldivers/Halo crossover + writing warmup
Slowly Night clutched its wispy black tendrils around the planet and travel became difficult, forcing the Trio of trained soldiers to set up camp for the night. Seated around the fire the Space Marine would reach back into his satchel, digging out a large book as he leaned back some.
His voice, cutting through the settling air, rumbled the question “So pray tell guardsman, have you all finished your prayers? I hadn’t seen even a single one before battle…” He questioned, strangely nonchalant for how confused the other two were left. The other armored figures glanced to each other with small shrugs.
“prayers?” The spartan echoed, he had heard of a variety of religions back home and on various planets but with the mystery shrouding this giant already he really hadn’t taken the ‘marine’ to be much of a religious man. The Helldiver didn’t seem to be a fan of this topic however as he crossed his arms, leaning back with an aura of disapproval. He didn’t really trust this brick wall much already. Was too big of a guy. Never took off his armor…maybe he was an automaton. These prayers sounded very UN-democratic. Hmph.
Though their confusion deepened as the marine looked appalled, gently digging out an almost rosary like item with a large double headed eagle attached “ahah…yes?— your prayers to the God Emperor?” He pressed, the duo again glancing to one another.
“Doesn’t sound very democratic-“ growled the Helldiver as the marine gave off a sudden menacing aura. The spartan swiftly clapped the back of the helldiver’s helmet with his armored hand, clearing his throat to try and recover the situation, “Right! Right!! our prayers! How could we forget!?” He’d swiftly nod with growing anxiety as the Helldiver grumbled in complaint over being hit. The spartan wasn’t about to be ripped in two by this muscle man freak in super armor because the quack Helldivers like this one couldn’t see the writing on the wall.
“How indeed.” Snorted the armor clad wall of a man before allowing his original aggression, hesitantly, to fall away. “But it is only natural when fighting for the God Emperor.” He nodded matter of factly.
“For Liberty ya mean.” grumbled the Helldiver, receiving another smack to the helmet as the spartan cleared his throat once more “RIGHT! Yes! Perhaps you should lead us through one? We are a bit rusty—“
He gulped, worried of the marines reaction, hoping this would smooth it over. Even still he braced for the worst until— the marine seemed to light up? “Of course! I always am ready to show guardsmen new prayers for our God Emperor!” His deep voice bellowed as he would readjust to be closer to the two.
Despite the Helldiver disliking the idea the spartan forced ‘convinced’ him to go along with it, if only to just please this ‘Space Marine’ into not crushing them under his boot— and he had to admit, it was kind of endearing the joy the marine displayed as he traced over the strange words within his book, explaining these ‘prayers’ he picked out for them and how to say them.
…Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad?
Lovely dividers by @squishyowl (Imperial) and myself :) (Helldiver)
Yapping below the cut
Oh BROTHER this one took a lot. Idk y but hey it happens (mostly due to my inability to stay on a project for too long—) but anyhow
This bad boy had say in my inbox for a WHILE and in my notes even longer….i think I ported it over to tumblr around the time I made the original au post, meanwhile it’s been written since about I first made the au, so woof a while ago
This bad boy took a few months on and off again to complete just due to my spelling and grammatical errors and the whole not working 100% of the time on it X.X
But here it is!!! Idk if it was obvious but the crossover is a really fun idea to me and I definitely wanna do more with if- so we shall see 🥰
I’m just a big huge sucker for sci-fi stuff especially sci-fi battle stuff and these three being big poster children for that idk how I couldn’t
Anywho- thank you all for reading and u all are so cool and thanks to my moots who proof read it for me 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶✨✨✨💪💪💪💪
Everyone have a good day 🫶
Showcasing these tags in a post of their own bc they’re so funny—
(From @qcontinuumumum on this post right here)
I am in stitches-
Emps?-
Oh hush you
‘Emps gets yassfied’ master post
⭐️ synopsis ⭐️
The emperor has returned! Rejoice!! Follow the god emperor of mankind (and his sons) as they must tread the strange waters of his sudden (and very unexpected) return to full form and figure out the ins and outs of what this new revelation means for them and their world
✨ The story so far… ✨
✨the true story begins with a flash back-
✨dodging the question
✨the trouble with Patricide
✨they went where?!
✨ sibling bonding
✨what could they be up to?
✨ chaos shenanigans
✨ they what now?
✨ tale as old as time
✨ brotherly spat?
✨ on the way
⭐️ the side stuff ⭐️
✨ the true beginnings + initial post
✨design choices + father loving his pets
✨ Minecraft skeleton.mp4
✨ adventure brothers 🥰
✨ sad, Sad immortal old man
✨ owing them sons
✨ offended old skeleton
✨ answering some questions!
✨ fan art attacked 🥹🥹🥹
✨ silly Billies, now in color
✨ fan art two electric boogaloo (lazy has died)
✨ gods will be gods sigh
✨ wingman
✨ lil up date stuffs
✨ bunch o’ doodles
✨ chaos suggestions
✨ answering some questions 2
✨ custodes questions
✨ sad old man two
✨ visitor
✨ yeah…
✨ Magnus beans 🤨
✨ dissociation and custodes cuddles
⭐️ A little side story - Tzeentch ⭐️
✨ new friend?
A gift! For you! :D Two perfectly normal citizen of the imperium! (I really enjoy your little story, please continue doing your thing! :D)
BEAGH!!!!!!! IVE GOTS A FAN ART
BWAGHHHHHH!!!!!! I genuinely cannot put into words how much this means to me 🥹🥹🥹🥹 I’m very very very happy and over joyed you enjoy my goofy little fellas and I’m just thrilled to see them in your style sososososos much!!!!!!!
BEAGH THEYRE so silly!!!!! Crunching on them like hard candy I love them so much ttytytytytyt soooooo sosososos much
(In light of your little animation, I have another offering, please enjoy! :D They delight me to no end!)
BEAAAAGHHH
Dies a million times over forever and every (positive)
This is so canon and real and true— tzeentch’s spineless self (figuratively and literally) just eternally getting on everyone’s nerves but especially Khorne