GO ON, DRINK THAT BLOOD!

didn't they want your blood? so don't apologize for being blue and cold

[tropiyas]

[triangleguy]

SOMETHING CRAZY HAPPENS I SAY "WELL THAT WASNT ON MY BINGO CARD HAHA!" KNOWING FULL WELL IVE NEVER PLAYED A GAME OF BINGO IN MY LIFE. I REACH IN MY POCKET THE BINGO CARD HAS MATERIALIZED. EVERY SQUARE IS FULL. EVERYTHING HAS HAPPENED. I HAVE NEVER FILLED OUT THE CARD AND YET EACH SQUARE HAS ITS OWN MEMORY. I DO NOT KNOW HOW THESE MEMORIES APPEARED. I DO NOT RECALL PUTTING THE STAMP TO THE PAPER. I LOOK INTO YOUR EYES AND SAY "WOW! GUESS IT WAS! NOW HOW ABOUT THAT!" THE COLD WIND BLOWS

[dogpuppy]

[nutloaf]

[segamascott]

cosmo.. wanda.. i wish ticks were two feet tall and ran fast as fuck 🙌

[onion-souls]

Slenderman is a tall good boy and there’s nothing wrong with tormenting and killing amateur filmmakers

[arbor-viridanus]

What did amateur filmmakers ever do to you

[onion-souls]

I live in New York City

[cutecipher]

basketball players fight over the basketball because they are hypnotized before each game to believe it is their egg

[encarminus]

"you found me"

My commission from the wonderful @soosmain, illustrating the scene in my story where Perceus, after thousands of years of searching for him in the Warp, finally finds Sanguinius' tortured soul.

Bit of context and thoughts under readmore:

Every narrative point I've read about the circumstances of his demise points to the fact that some part of Sanguinius' soul is still stuck in the eternal instant of his death. Pieces of him roam free, powered by the will of what he represents to the Imperium and to his Sons - such as the Sanguinor - but a core part of him has been left behind in the clutches of the Great Four, a nexus point of eternal torment.

The Blood Angels' curse of the Black Rage makes them constantly live through his agony, the Rage powered by his eternal torment. His death throes are eternal and undying - his flesh may be dead, but his soul is immortal, and it is a point of deep, visceral horror.

Perceus was Sanguinius' very first friend, his very first human contact as a child, and later on his very first Blood Angel that he had taken to the stars when the Emperor of Mankind had found him. The psychic ripples of his death had pushed her over the thin boundary of the Materium and the Immaterium, straight into the realm of nightmares spawned by Sanguinius' tormented mindscape.

For ten thousand years she wandered this nightmare realm, looking for her Lord and her dearest friend. This is the moment where she finally finds him, wrung out and tormented beyond belief, delirious from the simple pleasure of seeing his trusted friend.

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This has been rattling around in my brain for over a year. And then I infected Soos with the same brainbugs because look at this absolutely exquisite gore of Sanguinius from TEATD vol.3

Horrifying and gut wrenching. Food for me, a freaky gore pervert 🫶

[penworthy]

[vigenere-txt]

everybody writhe now

[vigenere-txt]

if you gain enough power points the world goes black and you navigate the emptiness

[vigenere-txt]

my green apple blood cell

[vigenere-txt]

my green apple heart

[vigenere-txt]

feeling particles in the air with my super senses

[vigenere-txt]

someones implanted a scentberry in my nose

[vigenere-txt]

im being haunted by the scent of cat piss is it me or is it in my bath #WHO KNOWS

[vigenere-txt]

eating the soap caked onto my hands

[vigenere-txt]

licking the dishsoap off freshly cleaned bowls

[vigenere-txt]

getting tingly up in the club