#thousand sons oc

[hanon-akulai]

No fic chapter this week 'cause I need more time with chapter 07 and want to work more on the next ones before I post it, but I did manage some comfy Seth sketches here and there. (ˊ͈ ꒳ ˋ͈)♥︎

Tagging: @trackerkitsune @washeduphasbeen ♥︎

[little-miss-bioweapon121]

I AM FINALLY DONE!!! MY THOUSAND SONS LORE MEME RAAAAAAAAAAAGH

[diabolically-whimsical]

Thousand Sons, man... Their marketing campaigns keep gettin' weirder and weirder. (Even though there's nothing super explicit I dunno if I wanna try my luck with Tumblr so....)

[yanagikou]

Going back to the roots (aka trad.art) to test whether i can still do that.

I can.

And now you have to suffer the consequences in the form of my TSon OC, Nefrit Ragora. He likes sparkling stuff, talking and not wearing underwear.

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

Guided

Past =-= Next

Warnings: Nothing that I can think of. Let me know if I need to add anything.

Summary: He's trying to figure out what his next moves are.

Author's note: Imhoden's next chapter.

Tagged: @barn-anon, @bleedingichorhearts, @c-u-c-koo-4-40k, @egrets-not-regrets, @kit-williams,

Tagged continued: @sleepyfan-blog, @whorety-k, @ms--lobotomy @bispecsual @thevoidscreams

Tagged continued: @i-am-a-dragon34, @gra93fruit-blog

He’d requested that if Space Wolves, those vile barbarians were in the area, that he doesn’t have to deal with them. Especially since those bastards destroyed Prospero, unjustly. Imhoden had been one of the Sorcerer Kings of Prospero who rose up in defiance against the Space Wolves hunting. 

Hearing how his father had died at the hands of the Barbarian Wolf King burned a rage fierce in his hearts that had been difficult to quell. But he had managed to calm down enough to not set himself sparking with rage. Using the Warp was very, very difficult now, and the cost of energy was higher than he was used to it being. 

He carefully joins a group of Loyalist Thousand Sons, all of them from various points in the Imperium’s history. They were trying to figure out how they got here, and if there was a way to get back to where they had come from. Even if they did manage to do so, could they, would they remember what they learned when they had come to Ancient Terra. 

Time paradoxes, as well as Time Loops and the potential for setting Alternate Timelines were all discussed among this band of brothers, and their fellow cousins who have the knowledge of learned scholars and mastery of the Warp. 

Hearing of the Ordo that helps manage and maintain the timeline, sending their agents to ensure The Holy Timeline (whatever that means to make sure that things don’t go off course) seems… almost insane. 

Also, while that Ordo hasn’t been formed yet, they could have agents in this time, or nearby monitoring the flow of time and see if there were ‘unholy’ branches that started to bud, and they would destroy that which didn’t fit their narrow world view of What Was  The Right Time Line.

 And some baseline humans called his Legion Arrogant. To think that one could control Time itself and the flow into the Proper Time, sounded absolutely arrogant and the height of stupid foolishness that would only end in tragedy that none would remember and potential tragic hilarity. For all creatures are subjected to Time, for its cruel grasp, that and Death are the only two real certainties. 

One of the times that Imhoden was out gathering some supplies, he hears a voice that he can barely recognize. He turns and sees one of the Chaos Marines- in Colors of post-Heresy Thousand Sons. His hearts sink and his eyes widen when he realizes just who it was that was calling out to him.

One of those who’d survived the burning of Prospero and the Deal with The Chaos God, who’d survived Ahriman’s destruction of the Thousand Sons into ‘curing’ the Flesh Change.

“Janus?” Imhoden gasps out. No- his brother- one of his dearest friends in the Thousand Sons. One of the brothers whom had been with him since the very beginning stages of him becoming a Space Marine of the Thousand Sons was. Had fallen.

“You look just how you did,” Janus says stunned as he peers down at his smaller and now younger brother, “I’m glad that you survived the Burning of Prospero, even though it meant your arrival here.”

“For me, the Burning of Prosper has only been a few months,” Imhoden says.

“For me it’s been nearly ten thousand years,” Janus says, before smirking at him, “You are now the little brother.”

Imhoden groans at that, they had been almost born and started their Aspirant training on the near same day. So arguing over who was older and who was younger was something that they’d teasingly done all throughout their lives.

“Janus, no,” Imhoden says with an annoyed groan.

“Janus, yes.” Janus warbled back with a cackle. “I’ve missed you Odi, so much.”

[slippithemagos]

Menes, my TSon sorcerer oc is just a little baby. In an ideal world he'd just be Magnus's real son and be perfectly happy with all his brothers. "Of the humanity I strove to preserve, ever did I include you within that loving flock" < a very sappy quote from Menes about his brothers and Primarch. Absolute crybaby who got teased constantly

Ahumm, the EC, however decides that the only way to glean perfection is through terror and becomes the lyrebird of people's nightmares, he pretends to feel fear in hopes of genuinely experiencing the feeling one day. He is not a chaos marine... yea the Imperium still has to deal with him.

[hanon-akulai]

Seth doodles again because he's one of my comfort zones 💙 And an extra dumb sketch of Camlin being... Camlin. When they first meet. He's been around children more often than an Astartes is supposed to. (ᵕ • ᴗ •)

@trackerkitsune @washeduphasbeen 💙

[hanon-akulai]

Omg Seth is so fuckin’ hot omg 🥵 🥵🥵🥵🥵

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I'm not immune to self-indulgence on asks so here's the stretching Astartes pose. (≖ᴗ≖) Also he has terrible balance, so he got a mini-generator for his boots for long sparring sessions. Perks of having an artificer. Thank you for the ask and patience, anon! ♥︎ @washeduphasbeen @trackerkitsune ♥︎