Perturabo
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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cherry valley forever
styofa doing anything
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wallacepolsom

titsay

JVL

Kaledo Art
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

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Misplaced Lens Cap
RMH

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

Andulka
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
we're not kids anymore.
Sweet Seals For You, Always

Product Placement
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@trialsandtribbleations
Perturabo
nya nyanny mewmew it's hard to imagine that this cat was feral at some point she doesn't look like she could handle the streets
Beauty tip of the day for you girlies and ungirlies🤗💋💋:
I take a sip🥤of 💦 water💦 each time Kroeger is being 🤬-racist-🤬 to Honsou in 🚧Storm of Iron🚧.
Now I'm ✨*so* hydrated✨ ~
my skin ✨glows✨ like a ☢️nuclear reactor☢️ 😍 oh. my. GOSH!😩😩 You guys should totally try that 💋💅✨
Meanwhile in Angel Exterminatus (which takes place 10,000 years earlier but was written about a decade later):
‘He is low-born,’ said [Toramino]. ‘You can expect little else from those not of noble lineage.’ ‘It galls me that Perturabo cannot see it.’ ‘The Lord of Iron is wise in many things, but he was wrong to remove you from leadership,’ said the voice. ‘Having mongrels like Kroeger in command is the thin end of the wedge. It is indicative of a slide into mediocrity that will lead to polluted bloodlines being raised to the fighting ranks.’ ‘Over my dead body,’ spat Harkor. ‘We are the noble blood of Olympia,’ said the voice. ‘We have that uniting factor, and blood will prove true in the end.’
Chaos Space Marine Shenanigans
reblog Mulder’s drawing of bigfoot titties or be cursed for 12 years and 12 nights
You know what, not even gonna risk that shit.
Daemon bound
Battle-brothers look out for one another 😊
Guess who commissioned @csh3n75 for a fluff injection!
what is this? some kind of horus heresy?
my body is a burial ground.
A brilliant golden bird sits upon his palm. A gift from his most envied and admired brother.
Pocket gemstones that argue about probability ✧⊞
Even more gift art, Erda (with irl anatolian artefacts), Abaddon, Loken
Just for the sake of it being hilarious, imagine the primarch babies develop some monstrous strength, like some serious Primarch tier strength by the time they reach later toddler stage. But their parents have no idea about it because "Be reasonable, it's still a baby!"
The only ones aware of it are the legion Astartes who are unlucky enough to get to experience that power when babysitting, because with them the babies have no reason to hold back. Astartes are big brothers! Strong big brothers! They look just like their action figure toys but way bigger!
So they surely can also be played with as if they were toys!
Kharn kneeling down in front of a chair so one of Angron's baby girls is at the height of his face, smiling almost smugly as she tries to hit him in the face while play fighting. She looks adorable, look at her, she believes she is a threat, he thinks as he easily dodges her hits by moving his head away at the last second.
Kharn then getting distracted when the door opens and a World Water Apothecary walks in with some bottles of milk in a basket, Angron's baby seizing the chance and punching him in the face with all her might, Kharn hitting that family guy death pose as he hits the ground for a moment before he slowly stands up, vision blurry since that rattled his brain, and turning away as he discretely spits a couple of teeth into his mouth. What in the world just happened? He asks himself as he slowly turns around to face the little girl, her excitedly giggling as she climbs down the chair, and his fight or flight instincts kicking in.
Somewhere else in the galaxy and Iron Warrior yells as he tries to drill some sense into Perturabo's daughter mind, getting dragged across the floor by her while completely restrained by chains, he's not a toy! He's an Astartes! YOU CAN'T DISMANTLE HIM! He screams more desperately before yelling at his brothers to come save him when she happily says she'll rearrange him into a pony.
Meanwhile Horus' daughter grabbed Abaddon by the top knot and is laughing as as she flungs him around like a ragdoll.
Sorry i took a time to get to this one but the first time i read it i laughed SO HARD since then the mental image of a frightened kharn after he discovers the baby strength was stuck inside my head
Bonus point if it was him who started the whole "fighting" thing lmaaao
T'au have hand signals as an integral part of their language. So it stands to reason handholding could be quite intimate...
1st Claw Cyrion your humor holds this squad together
(friendly reminder that i moved my warhammer posts to my side blog @carminanoctis and now post from there)