the administratum is always watching

40k fan since 2002. Here for general warhams nonsense, Heinrix-posting, & anything within the Imperium that sparks joy for me.

[saraneth87]

I rejigged the Heinrix playlist, and I'm back on Spotify now so the Tynged yn y Nefoedd one is there too and up-to-date to Chapter 38. There is a fair amount of crossover between the two, but Heinrix POV chapters get Heinrix songs, so...

[saraneth87]

Weekend WIP

‘Are you jealous?’ The question surprised him even as it came out of his mouth. ‘Would you care if I was?’ ‘Gwenllian,’ he admonished, hurt. ‘Why would I not-’ ‘No, I'm not jealous,’ she cut him off, her words clipped. ‘I'm annoyed that I have been shot at on the last night of my shore leave. I'm angry that your station has come between us, again. I'm insulted that you didn't think to tell me.’ There was a silence. ‘Are you going to return her to Dargonus?’ She sighed. ‘No, Heinrix. I'd rather keep the spy I know exists rather than have her replaced with one I do not know about.’ ‘She's not a spy, Gwen. No more than Achilleas was.’ ‘Are there more?’ ‘That even I don't know about?’ He chuckled, bitterly. ‘I don’t doubt it. There will be people assigned to watch Calcazar from far higher up within our organisation too. We're all puppets, of a sort.’ ‘Sounds like an awful way to live,’ she muttered. ‘We are all sinners and apostates in the God-Emperor's light,’ he reminded her, and she snorted. ‘Speak for yourself,’ she answered, and her hands moved to her neckline, to the aquila pendant tucked inside her dress that she had taken to wearing more and more since Commorragh. ‘Some of us are sinners and apostates to everyone around them, too.’ ‘You know I don't think that of you,’ he said, the words coming in a sudden rush. ‘Your loyalty to the Throne is purer than many I've known.’ ‘Feth me,’ she said in a surprised tone, meeting his gaze, ‘that's almost a compliment, Interrogator.’ ‘I have never found fault in your faith,’ he stated firmly, reaching out and gently tucking an errant curl behind her ear. ‘Your methods, however-’ She slapped at his hand with a chuckle, and Heinrix let some of the tension out of his spine with a long exhale. ‘What is this woman's problem, anyway?’

Show me what you're working on, if you want to!

[saraneth87]

I was playing some more Darktide today and came across this sign in the Archivium/Librarium/whatever level of the game.

Given my IRL job is literally this, I'm going to cross-stitch a version to go above my desk in my home office for when we move house, and talk the husband into 3d printing me a frame...

[40kwomenweek]

Mark your calendars! Send out the servo-skulls! 40k Women Week is happening this September, 7th to 13th!

PROMPTS

September 7th: Imperium // Violent

September 8th: Books // Brave

September 9th: Xenos // Arrogant

September 10th: Games // Intelligent

September 11th: Heresy // Cold

September 12th: OCs // Powerful

September 13th: Free day!

FAQ

What is allowed?

All kinds of fanworks, including, but not limited to: fic, art, podfic, gifs, cosplay, mini painting, poetry, crafts, interpretive dance, etc.

Gen works, ships of any kind, SFW, NSFW, dark topics/dead dove (provided it is tagged properly), written works in any language, having fun and being yourself.

What is NOT allowed?

Hate and bigotry of any kind — sexism, racism, transphobia, queerphobia, any other kinds of predjudice or being an indiscriminate asshole — all not allowed. 41st Millenium is a dark place, but in the here and now let's be civil to each other.

GenAI use — we're here to appreciate human* passion and creativity regardless of skill level

(*we do however welcome any friendly abhumans or xenos willing to take part in our event)

Character or ship bashing — have your fun and let others have theirs, we're here for good vibes.

Can I include Rogue Trader and Dark Heresy CRPG characters for this week?

We consider any work focusing heavily on Rogue Trader and Dark Heresy CRPGs by Owlcat to be outside scope of this event, however we understand that many original characters take on lives outside of the game's canon. Creations featuring original 40k women who may be Rogue Traders or DH Acolytes but focus on their lives, backstories, or futures outside of the Owlcat games or their relationships to the canon characters from these games are welcome in this event. Use your best judgement.

If you are primarily interested in canon Rogue Trader characters, we recommend you check out @rtwomenweek

How do the prompts work?

Each day (except the last) has two prompts: the source of origin or the faction for the woman you are creating for, and a general prompt. You can use either, or combine them if you wish. The prompts are intentionally broad — the goal is to inspire our participants and give them more creative opportunities, rather than limit them.

Are men/non-binary characters allowed?

The focus of the event is female characters in the 40k universe, and as such, your work for the event should center them. However, we do not limit who else can feature in your works! Many of the canon ladies have male colleagues/romantic partners/family members/comrades/bitter rivals/etc, and if you want to focus on one such relationship, you're more than welcome to. Same goes for your original characters.

Are genderbends/trans headcanons allowed?

You are free to include genderbent/transfem versions of canon male characters in your work as long as it centers a canon woman character or a female OC. (For example, f!Orikan/Vishani work qualifies for this event and so does an ungenderbent version, but f!Orikan/f!Trazyn does not.)

You are free to include original female characters from a canonically all-male faction. (For example if your work centers on an OC Novamarine from an AU where all Space Marines are women, or an OC Blood Angel who realises that she's a trans woman we will happily reblog it)

Of course, you are completely free to center your work on trans women characters, original, headcanoned or otherwise. Trans women are women.

Where else can I find you?

The event will be run on tumblr. Use #40kwomenweek to tag your post and/or mention this blog and we will reblog it. You can also add your work to the ao3 collection here. We will be monitoring the tag and the collection submissions for a week longer after the event ends to give you a little extra time as well.

How should I tag my work?

For us to find your post, you should tag with #40kwomenweek or @ our account

Additionally — we are only two people, and as such have not familiarised ourselves with every book/game/show/piece of lore out there. We are kindly asking you to include some information in the post with your work, so we can tag it correctly.

For canon characters: Full name, faction, source (Black Library publications, games, animation, other)

For OCs: Indicate that this is an OC and list the relevant faction

What about this thing that you haven't mentioned/considered?

Please feel free to reach out to us with any further questions, the askbox is open.

[saraneth87]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

A fresh entry in the beach chapter short mid-length, in which our heroes go exploring and Heinrix is troubled by his thoughts.

[saraneth87]

Laying the groundwork for the freeze scene in the beach short mid-length - ugh I could write about these two idiots in love forever (we are never going to get to Quetza Tamar at this rate)

What shall our heroes do on holiday in chapters four and five?? So far it goes

- ch.1 out for dinner

- ch.2 swimming and smut

- ch.3 hiking adventures

- ch.4

- ch.5

- ch.6 big retinue dinner

- ch.7 getting into trouble

TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT

[quescon]

Would you be interested in a warhammer 40k* women appreciation week in September?

Yes!

No.

Voting ended onJul 1

* minus Rogue Trader and, if applicable, Dark Heresy owlcat games, because we already ran @rtwomenweek

OCs and canon characters from the lore, novels and other video games would be included

[thatzombiecat]

-- Nomos guides us. The Emperor protects. --

Guardians of the Expanse, defenders of the realm under the blessed aegis of Nomos. Elayne von Valancius and her Master of Whispers.

OC: Elayne Andar van der Ghiessen von Valancius

[saraneth87]

Weekend WIP

‘You should let me fix your tan,’ he told her, tracing the edges of the paler, hand-and-arm-shaped patch on her back in the mirror behind them. ‘That would be vanity, and vanity is a sin in the Emperor's eyes,’ she said in a pompous tone. He chuckled. ‘Really though,’ she added, ‘don't waste your energy, Heinrix. It'll even out, and if it doesn't that's what cosmetics are for.’ ‘As you wish.’ ‘Breakfast's on the table!’ came an abrupt drive-by yell from outside the door. ‘What on Terra-’ ‘Oh, she's met someone,’ Gwenllian grinned, flapping a hand dismissively. ‘She keeps sneaking out. I caught them behind the villa last night.’ ‘Gwenllian, it's hardly proper to let the hired help-’ ‘Oh, let her have her holiday fling, Heinrix. She kept our secret for long enough. Besides, she's meant to be on light duties. She's only even here because she insisted.’ ‘Insisted?’ ‘On being here with us. I tried to give her actual leave but she wouldn't go. Seems to think I can’t manage to dress or feed myself, for some reason.’ ‘You,' he admonished, 'would live on sacra and ration packs in your underwear if left to your own devices.’ ‘Don’t you join in,’ she tutted, poking him in the ribs. ‘It's bad enough when Abelard and Rhiannon gang up on me.’

[takengrave]

Horus its MY turn for the unidentified red light source

[takengrave]

Perty gets budget since he hasn’t pledged to any of them

[saraneth87]

I am wheezing

[sanzosin]

Dont worry

Let Heinrix worry for you..or ..my life with icono Rogue Trader

Sketched with @cawyden-gaming in mind. Happy Birthday , love !

[saraneth87]

Oh I love this (and happy birthday Cawyden)

[saraneth87]

Weekend WIP

‘Are you armed?’ he asked as they ran. ‘I'm supposed to be on shore leave, damn you-’ ‘Gwenllian-’ They stopped, gasping for breath, and the dark courtyard they found themselves in loomed around them. She pulled him down behind a statue plinth as footsteps echoed after them. ‘I've got straight silver and my wits and you,’ she snapped. ‘So yes, Interrogator, I am fething armed.’ Her accent was back, but she was angry, not afraid. He glanced at her in the dim light, her face determined. ‘There's another alleyway behind us. Go.’ ‘Absolutely not-’ ‘I want to try and end this without involving the Arbites and I can only do it by wielding my authority. Right now you undermine that. Go find the nearest club or bar or whatever and get lost in the people. It'll make you harder to track.’ ‘Heinrix-’ ‘Go,’ he hissed. ‘This isn’t your fight.’ She hesitated, then pressed the Tanith blade into his hand. Thirty centimetres of cold metal. His fingers curled around it, brushing against hers. ‘Bring it back to me,’ she whispered, and vanished into the darkness. He followed her heartbeat as far as he could, then turned to brace for their pursuers. Cold winds surged in the narrow alleyway as he retraced his steps, drawing on the currents of the Empyrean, purple witchlight reflecting from the walls. ‘Interrogator Van Calox,’ called a voice. ‘Your masters are displeased with you.’ ‘Show yourself, coward,’ he snarled back. Four large men detached themselves from the shadows. ‘You're to come with us, Interrogator.’ ‘I do not believe I will,’ he responded icily. ‘If Lord Inquisitor Calcazar had a problem, he would come and see me himself.’

I tag.... YOU! Let me know what you're working on!

[neonhellscape]

lord captain the fax machine is ragebaiting your dog again

[saraneth87]

The fax machine 🤣🤣🤣🤣

[saraneth87]

For @lucheiah and inspired by this illustration (thankyou for this gift, @amasec)

'Lord Captain.'

Heinrix' voice was tense, unusually so, and Gwenllian sighed. It came from the direction of the hidden lift, which meant that Heinrix had bypassed the bridge. He had been using it more often of late, as though he feared Abelard's scrutiny after they had almost been caught together, the night of the warp incursion.

Almost.

'Heinrix? Why are you lurking out in the hall?'

'Are you alone?'

She glanced at Rhiannon, perched on the edge of her desk. They'd been discussing clothing choices for the Magnae, perhaps unprofessionally gossiping a little about Janris' suggested seating arrangement, and definitely not having a cheeky sacra in the sort of protocol-breaking way Abelard hated.

'Rhiannon is here. We were just having a... meeting.'

A pause.

'What on Terra is wrong with him today?' Rhiannon hissed, and Gwenllian elbowed her hurriedly.

There was an audible sigh.

'Lord Captain, I require assistance.'

She raised an intrigued eyebrow. 'Professionally?'

'Of a sort.'

There were footsteps. Rhiannon hopped off the desk and adroitly hid her glass behind a stack of datslates. Gwenllian spread paperwork across her desk and concentrated on it, barely flicking a glance upwards as Heinrix appeared in the doorway.

Oh, sacred feth.

The Interrogator was barely dressed, covered in blood, tightly muscled arms bearing scarlet-stained clothing. He wore blue boxers - Valancius blue, at that, surmounted with a small golden aquila - his rosette, and nothing else.

'What happened to you?' she queried as casually as possible. Her heart was pounding and her throat was suddenly dry and she knew he was picking up on it, if the slight blush that appeared under the blood on his face and immediately vanished was any sort of tell. She couldn't help it.

'There was an... incident... during an interrogation. I got back to my quarters to find my washroom out of order and under maintenance.'

'Ah.'

There was a pause as he shuffled uncomfortably.

'If I may-'

She waved diffidently. 'For feth's sake, Heinrix, you're getting blood on the carpet. You know where it is.'

He bowed his head in thanks and turned with as much dignity as possible. Gwenllian could not prevent her eyes following him, almost breathlessly admiring the breadth of his shoulders, his muscled back, that narrow waist, his long legs.

And, of course, his utterly unfairly perfectly sculpted backside.

'And to think I couldn't work out what you saw in him,' her companion murmured softly.

Gwenllian turned scarlet. 'Rhiannon.'

'Yes, your ladyship?'

She dragged her eyes away from where Van Calox had vanished to look at the maidservant, only to find the girl was about as red-faced as she felt.

'Go ask him if he wants his clothes laundered.'

'Why don't you go?'

'I don’t do the fething laundry, Rhiannon. Do as you're told.'

She vanished after him, giggling, and Gwenllian downed her sacra without tasting it, staring at the door.

Oh feth me.

[saraneth87]

Settled in to re-read the Ravenor trilogy (it's been years) and my gods I had forgotten how much I love Kara Swole.

Short? Spiky? Will kick a man in the face?

(I'm sure the intention was for most girls to want to be Patience Kys but nah, gimme the bendy redhead plz)

[saraneth87]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Holiday smut, get your holiday smut here.

[saraneth87]

Have added my RT to Darktide - if you see Gwenllian running around, give us a wave!

I tried to aim for how I imagine she would have looked had she stayed in the Guard instead of leaving the Sabbat Worlds Crusade to become a Rogue Trader... and yes, she has her aquila tattoo (of course)

Do we think Heinrix would still like her?