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Wargaming says bisexuals are valid

Source: https://blog.worldofwarships.com/blog/closed-test-142-new-ships

Whispered: volume

Said softly: tone

I know adverbs are controversial, but "said softly" means something different than "whispered" and this is the hill I will die on.

The reboot gives him the ability to survive in hard vacuum, so no, you are not wrong.

The legend, the moment, the babygirl of all time (*/ω＼*)

It's really funny to see a sci-fi versus debate where someone's like "Well, this franchise's ships are 10 times the size of that franchise's ships, so that franchise has no chance whatsoever" and the latter franchise is an anime where ships carry guns that shoot antimatter and the former pretends to be somewhat grounded and doesn't have antimatter weapons.

Size matters not, indeed.

Really the people arguing that are just trying to make Perturabo seem super important. They understand his need for praise as a need for others to not receive praise.

'oooohhh perturabo is the only one who actually did anything for the heresy' EXCUUUUUUUSE YOU.

LOOKING PRETTY IS 'DOING SOMETHING'. its for morale i'm keeping morale up.

Scythes of the Emperor fight for Democracy?

Astartes II

The cat: I identify as a menace, my pronouns are stop/that

Gender Reveal!

People keep fighting in the comments, so I thought I should make this clear.

Next question

Google Astolfo.

If female space marines aren't canon then explain HER^

Worship the Emperor, of course.

My retweet challenge from Twitter.

Context: the French high-speed rail system is called the TGV, short for Train a Grande Vitesse.

Ships are King George V (real) and Bourgogne (paper ship/designed but never built)

What Leandros *really* reported him to the inquisition for.

Knew a dude that got demoted from captain because he slept with one of his subordinates and she got pregnant

This is why Titus got demoted. Not because of that chaos shit, but because he decided to lose his virginity 😈😈

honestly good for whichever serf or guardsman that'd be able to get their hands on Titus. Or whoever would got Titus' hands on them

id say something unholy but imma hold that back

Why can’t real life cities be 10 mile tall gothic metropolises with red and black and skulls and statues of weeping saints everywhere

It's okay, the glue trap will turn into him soon enough.

new models have been announced so naturally here is lucius the eternal dying in a gluetrap

Is Slaanesh American?

Slaanesh throwing a gender reveal party for Fulgrim. Thousands dead, millions injured, Snek is very happy

Saw someone mention that we have ton of pretty princess Fulgrim art, but not enough dirty worker Fulgrim art, which our man canonically was in his youth at Chemos, so here you go. Primarch on repair duty, he, known to few, actually quite enjoys.

Also a bonus, because it's funny:

Pain, suffering, and a shallow grave beats an eternal void in my soul that I try desperately to fill with excess to pretend it's not there.

I mean, Slaanesh is probably one of thr better chaos gods to follow, but that's not saying much.

why̴̡̥̞͕̖͛͋̃́̊̅́̃͋̔̌ are you still a loyalist, your c̶̨̬̩̳͒̊̓͛̃͊̃̚͠͠͝͝orpse-emperor doesn't lo̶̧̜͇̣͔̳͕͕͙͎͗͐̾̈́̀͑́̔̓̍͑͝ͅͅve you

wouldn't you rath̷͉̦͕̭̏̅er risk your life for ả̸̛͙̺̹͎̝͐̉͐͗͑́̚ cause that will give yoụ̶̧̬̖̘̩̪̭͉̮͚̜͉̆̃͗̇́̽̂̑͗́̿͠ something besides pain and mĩ̸͎͍̙̪̬̱̾sery and a shallǫ̸̝̰̱̩̐̂̽͋́̈́͗̃̋͑̚͝͝w grave on s̸̢̼̥̳̳͔̗͍̜̭̝̖͉͒͋̈́̋̈͌͆̏͠ome backwater world in the end?

ẃ̴̞͚̞̬̦̮̤̭͎͍̪̗̙̅͂͗͗̈́̉̃̕͜ơ̸̢̨̺̘̠̺̲̘̖͔̥͛́̄͑́̂́́u̵̮̬̼͉͇̻͎͒͌͗̄͗͐͗̽̑̇͋̀̌̕l̷̛̝̦͙̤̻̬̖̜͚̀͛̑͆̍͐̂̈͛̈̓̇́͘d̶̛̩̭̱͓͌͗n̷̛̙̜̋͗̔̓̇̋͋͊̕͘'̴̢̨̘͚̠̤̦̩̹̭̤͍͙̳̈̒͠t̵̛̻̖̗͙̰̹̟̫̳̳͓͔̟͙́̓͑̃͂̀͋͑͗̈́̚ͅ ̷̛̫̖̼̿̄͛͌̊̓̚ý̸̨̨̡̳̟͔̦͔̮̗̘̱͈͔͖̿̇͆̑̑͆ơ̸̻̩̙͉̾̈̇̍̄̿́͘͘͠͝ư̷̹͔͓̺̆̔͊̑ ̷͔̒̄́͘͘r̷̬̩͙̾͝͝a̸̛̫̫͌̌͒̔̇̒̄̇̈́́̽͘͝t̸̢͔̣̗̹̠͙̯̫̠̩͎̟̮͇̆̈́͛͒̇̊͒̾h̷͇̮̯͇̺̿̂͑̋͊͋̕͘ͅę̷͈͍̗̹̩̙̖͌̈́̎́͐̐̎̕͘͝͝r̶̛̝͔̈́̔̀͂̐̒̍̂͗̈ ̸͕̞̝̗̖̪̫̲̈́́̒͑͆̀̈̔̆͑̓̐͋͆̕e̸̡̛̝̙͔̪̰̺͊͜m̴̧̧̟̞͎̩̞̙̹̰̠̥͆͊̓̚͜ͅb̵̛̰͎͕̝̙̟̙̥̰̆́̽͝ͅr̷̡̨͊̀̾̓̂̓̈́̿͗̽͒͠͠a̴̧̞̘̳͍̜̹͍̺̖͓͓͚͍͋̐͊̂͛̐̽̀͘̕͜͝ç̴̼̜̫̘̥͕̣̞̐̎͗̄̔̅͜͝͝ͅȇ̷̦͇̼̬͙͚̖̮̭̱̩̙͓̭͕ ̵̘̤̤̟̳̺̮̗̝̗̹̞̊̐̇͜e̸̜͓̱̼̹̰̺͂̈͑̅̋̄̐̿̏̈́̓̽̎͘͜x̷̦͉͙͇̼̮̀͛̾͋̑̌͝ͅc̸̢̧͓͖͉͋͛̉̂̆͂͘͠ë̶͕̥̳̻̣̠́̇̾̿́̓͑̂s̷̨̜̘͕̬̲̔̌͑̒́̆̀̌̈́͘͠s̴̡̧̛͖̼͎̜̺̘̺̤͍̱̟̎̃̓̇̊̈́̊̈́̓̑̌͋?̴̳̯̺̘̗̟̥͈͚͙̻̰̜̈́̓͛̀̑̓̃̆̊̈́̿́̚̕

Narthex, Blackball Ten-Two-Two, we need a commissar and a priest at our lima asap.

There's two whole Space Marine legions of twinks, though. Where do you think the Emperor got the genetics he used for Fulgrim from?

pfahahahahahahahahahHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

THE IMPERIUM IS WOKE

Every time I see someone make a joke about "I hear you do strange things to your warriors", I have to restrain myself from making a joke about Chogoris' level of technology.

I know I shouldn't, but it's really tempting.

Instead I settle for making fun of the fact that Jaghatai called Fulgrim taking care of his sons a "strange thing" for him to do.

You have also forgotten I, Cato Sicarius, the most important and iconic member of the most esteemed Ultramarines space marine chapter.

thanks to @moociaoafterdark for this treasure >:3c

Listen, if he's comfortable enough to come out of the closet, we should let him.

i hope i am

The Emperor's Children are a legion of femboys, of course they love cuddles.

Jokes aside, the background lore you gave is giving me inspiration for my Sons of the Phoenix army.

Space Marine Cuddle Pile PT 2

Continuation of this. PT 3.

@wolf-feathers12 you owe me fifty cookies and I’m gluten free

Imagine:

Titus is not quite new anymore to the watch. He’s slowly opening up to his squad mates but still is apprehensive. The mission has been a success and his squad wants to celebrate. They worked well together. But Titus does not wish to participate. He is bitter and mournful. News that the Primarch, Roboute Guilliman, had returned came through a few days ago. He was overjoyed at hearing that. But he doesn’t get to celebrate. Not when he’s dishonored his chapter. Not when he’s a black shield. Not when he can’t celebrate with his brothers. Before he can go to the training cages, a squad mate pulls him back, not taking no for an answer. He may have not told them his chapter and was using another name but they can tell how hard the last few days have been. Rather than celebrating they all huddle together, one with another. They miss each of their chapters and brothers. But they can find comfort in one another. It’s a moment of reprieve for the ex-captain’s broken heart.

As an Emperors’ children you are far more prone to cuddling than one might think. You were always underestimated. Many scoffed at your legion and chalked you up to pompous and egotistical men. Some of that was true but it didn’t make it hurt any less. Even more hurtful was the rejection of your Primarch. He didn’t want you or your brothers. He would not lead. You all were so desperate that some followed his clone when he showed up. You’re all scattered and trying what you can to make Fulgrim proud and have him return. Sometimes the rejection hurts so much you’ll curl up together in a pile. Pretending the weight is your Primarch, welcoming you back and saying that you’ve done well. That you’re worthy of his love. Those who are a part of war bands tend to be flock to bigger Astartes. Craving large and warm arms to wrap around you and say it’s okay. You’re not useless or worthless. You’re not an object or disposable.

Little known fact about Iron Warriors. You will cuddle anyone but your own legion. You’re so touch starved and refuse to ask for it due to how the chapter is. Cuddling your brothers? Revolting. Your Primarch won’t do it. Cold and refusing to show any weakness. But the minute any other traitor Astartes wants to start a pile or even a daemon or cultist request a hug, you’re there. You will not say anything and you’re definitely not saying no. You will just join in. If you see a cuddle pile you won’t ask, you’re suddenly in the middle. Emperor’s Children tend to like Iron Warrior’s for this reason. Might as well write “Free Hugs” on the back of their armor.

Newly joined Blood Angels feeling the psychic wound of their genefathers death. The looming of the red thirst and the chance of falling to the black rage. Their new brothers hold them in a large mass. Safe and warm to let them know that they’re not alone. They all feel the pain. They all mourn their father and fallen brethren. They all share it. So they share their hugs and affection.

Black Templars having massive sermons where the chaplain gets emotional and they all hold one another as they recite prayers. Hold each other up. Being strong like Dorn. Their Primarch isn’t here but they are here for each other.

Night Lords will cram themselves into dark and tight places to hide, entangled in each other’s arms. Their Primarch was mad and didn’t care for them. They have to care for each other. Everything they do is vile and violent. Except for this. Ever so gentle touches, protective embraces, the most tender of running hands through hair, gentle head butting. They are one of the most affectionate legions but only with each other. Silent as they relish in each other’s deep rooted sadness and hatred for themselves and solace of being with one another.

Lorgar finally has a moment of silence as the word bearers are escorted away from Monarchia by the Ultramarines. The emperor’s wrath had been fierce. He ends up dropping to his knees and pulling his closest son into an embrace. The others around him move forward without thinking. He pulls so many into his arms, has them laying their heads on his shoulders and back. Pressing their cheeks and foreheads to his own as he cries prayers he wrote. They were innocent! Loyal to him! He had done this for him! All that work! It was a gift! A tribute! He just burned it away! Killed them all. Rejected it. He’s in so much pain and anger but having his sons close eases it a bit.

Magnus clings to his sons. They don’t react as dust swirls within the armor. Foolish stupid Ahriman. He had managed to save the remaining few and bring them into the warp. Relieved that they all weren’t dead. This seemed worse though. He presses a kiss to the top of one’s helmet, praying that there’s some bit of conscious in there. Those that were unaffected are huddled behind him as his new wings caress them.

He wasn’t very affectionate. Mortarion had grown up shying away from it and he rarely indulged in cuddle piles. But after so many had died from horrid plagues and sicknesses, he had to pledge himself to Nurgle. It didn’t matter though. His sons were saved and himself. He had sat himself on the ground and big then to come forth. Some were nuzzled into his side, a few rested their heads on his torso. He was surrounded by his sons. Safe. He didn’t care what it had taken or what would happen next.

What happens when a megalomaniacal fanatic who has fully lost his touch with humanity and has no capability to actually convince people, just scream angrily at them until they submit makes a son who is as similar to him as possible?

He gets exactly what he deserves.

I have a headcanon that Lorgar had no chance of becoming one of big E's favorite kids, because everytime emps looked at him, he would cringe at their resemblance (and probably remember all cringe™️ from his youth)

Reblogging because I crave attention.

Messaging people for the first time is so hard. What am I supposed to say? Like, "You seem really odd and your blog intrigues me. Do you want to have philosophical conversations or perhaps talk about fictional characters?" What! Whatever. I will just follow you back and stare at your blog with my big beautiful brown eyes.

I mean, it's a pretty impressive gun. It's basically a souped-up meltagun, and while it's pretty much single-shot, it'll be one nasty shot.

Imagine being threatened at gunpoint by Sanguinius. Oh no is the great angel going to smite me? Cut me down with his holy blade?

Nope, he just loads his peashooter and puts it against your head.

We also see the Eldar fighting Emperor's Children on the codex cover that was released.

The unexpected 3rd party will be, of course, Trazyn the Infinite.

Given Fulgrim's absolute OBSESSION with swords and especially those that come with weird gimmics and magics attached to them, how high are the chances that he has the final Eldaer Cronesword in his arsenal? The one supposedly inside Slaanesh's palace and utterly unreachable?

Will this be how the Ynnari will suddenly be relevant again? All because Fulgrim had negative impulse control and also annoyed Slaanesh for 10,000 years to get that one special sword they keep locked away for good reason as it involves their self-preservation?

As we are due for a Drukhari update this edition the story part of it might feature the Ynnari just to dunk on the Emperor's Children after their release (the same way Angron got dunked on in Arks of Omen after he had a chance to wreck shop).

Oh I can see it already: They showed off that new Warp Spiders Phoenix Lord lady - that one will get an story of breaching into the divine palace, and realizing "wait, THE SWORD IS NOT HERE?!" which then coincides with Fulgrim's return to realspace wielding that blade. The Ynnari see it is "all or nothing" now and pull their connections and strings in the Dark City, the Craftworlds, the Harequins, and of course the Ultramarines (this is still GW writing, so Rotate Girlboss is here as well) to just throw a giant force at Fulgrim.

As this is a typical 40k storyline an unexpected 3rd party will obviously gank that fight for their own gain and turn every plan upside down, but up until that point we have a pretty solid framework I'd say.

Text Posts - Imperial Guard 'I Can Fix Him' Special Edition

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7) (Part 8)

I like what the paint job does to the face. It makes him look like he's been doing space drugs for the past ten millennia.

I don't want Fulgrim to look untouched by the past ten thousand years.

How do you feel about Fulgrim's new model?

this head specifically looks like a harlequin mask

THE PRIMARCHS - Sons of the Emperor (NEW!) I've made a bunch of tweaks and improvements to my Primarch chart, including a bigger key, better lighting and shading and better contrast. With this project, I wanted a diverse set of Primarchs to reflect more of the human race. - Dorn as an Inuit - Lorgar as Levantine (Christ) - Alpharius as Persian (Order of Assassins) - Corax as Native American (Cree) - Horus & Magnus as Egyptian With better lighting I can show that vision more clearly

I imagine it's because of how their centuries of war weigh on their souls.

After watching And They Shall Know No Fear - why do they insist on giving the Astartes such deep, sad and soulful eyes that show the weight of centuries of war on their very souls? And why are we all fine with that and indeed demand more?