Oh, hell yeah! U mind if I include some of this when I make Fem deamon Magnus? It feels too perfect, not to include!
new headcanon: 40k magnus is really good at impressions, especially of random alarms and sounds, and the echolalia kicks in when he’s alone. his daemon form is very parrot-core and I’ve been watching parrot vids all day. so now my guy is a parrot
Hey. International people.
Keep calling it the Gulf of Mexico or whatever your term is for it. Do not allow the Republican regime to label that body of water the Gulf of America to the world. The name came from a the term Mexica, what the Aztecs called themselves. It’s been called the Gulf of Mexico since the 1600s.
Keep calling it Denali. The original name before it was Mount McKinley. Don’t let the Indigenous Peoples/First Nations be erased.
It may sound stupid and petty. But it is an attempt to rewrite history and make us forget the origins. It is a literal white washing of history. This type of censorship is a beginning to greater evils.
Here are my fav two ocs I've made for warhammer.
Abbigail(Abbi) - One of Fabius Biles attempts to make fem marines from scratch. However, her and all her sisters turned out wrong, save the Fem clone of fulgrim he made. Abbi is actually mute as using her voice would cause an uncontrollable sound blast. She is also very shy and "reseverd" for a child of the Phonecian. With help from their clone mother, Abbi and the others escaped before they could be "repourposed". Now they lead a ramshackle warband of themselves and exiled warriors from the Emperor's Children, headed by both Fem Fulgrim and a mysterious fem marine that wasn't created with the rest and has infact been around since the Heresy.
Anathia (Thea)- is a trans girl from an agri-world who always wanted to be a sister of battle but never got selected. Then, one day, her planet suffered an invasion from the Sons of Malice. She found a fallen sister who gave her her sword to defend them both. Unfortunately the Sister was too wounded and succumbed to her injuries. Thea seeing the opportunity finally present herself she dawns the Sisters armour and takes the fallen's place. While she is discovered pretty quickly, something causes the Cannoness to spare Thea.
I am making a comic about it, which I will be posting (I have 4 pages done so far)
Wtf? That's ridiculous! I swear people can't get it through their head that everyone is unique, and that carries over into how they consume media and interact with fiction.
Like, okay, technically, I'm pan, but im so very saphic leaning that i prefer to say I'm a lesbian. But u've seen how I drool over male mortarion and other male characters.
IRL, I feel really uncomfortable around men(childhood trauma) and am absolutely repulsed by almost every guy I meet for romantic/sexual encounters (It takes a very specific IRL guy to gain my attention)
But all this to say, I love ur interpretations of ships and relationship dynamics because you have that separate aroace lens you use. It gives me a new perspective to consider, and I love it!! ❤️
Lowkey feel like shit for not being a multishipper and enjoying multiple ships with the same character like a normal person. Got accused for "discriminating" against poly people and having misogynistic/racist/too religious views on sex and romance. Idk anymorrre
Anniversary present
(OC X OC)
This is what inspired the script above.
Emps after finding out the Primarchs are doing the hanky panky:
(This story is interchangeable, but I'm using the female Primarchs from the Femmarch au)
*The Scene: The Emperor has called his daughters to an impromptu private council. None of the sisters know why, but it's pretty clear how serious this is*
Emps: Listen, im going to make this clear and concise. *he narrows his eyes and scans over his daughters* I know.
Horus: Know what, father?
Emps: Don't Bullshit me! I KNOW...
*All the sisters begin looking around awkwardly at each other or shamefully away from each other*
Emps: It was brought to my attention, and while truthfully, I couldn't care less what escapades each of you get up to in your own time. If these activities were to come to light, it would set the wrong example for our Imperium. So, if all of your "relations" are to continue, ensure they are kept quiet.
Fulgrim: *evil smile* That means you two. *she points to Guilliman and Angron*
Angron :What do you mean, us!?!
*Angron raging and nearly leaps across the table at her sadistic sister. Guilliman holds her back*
Fulgrim:*laughs* Oh, come on! Last night, I swear all of Terra could hear you two from orbit.
* Both Guilliman and Angron sit back, blushing ashamed*
Khan: You're one to speak Phoenician. You and Ferrus are practically inside one another any chance you get.
Fulgrim: Ahh, just like you and dear Magnus when you lock yourselves in the library for "Special Research"
Sanguinius: Alright, I think we've all had our fun. Now--
Fulgrim: I don't wanna hear any lectures from you! We all know who actually holds Horus' leash.
*Sanguinius sits back down flustered. Horus leans over, trying to comfort her*
Emps: Alright, Enough! As I said, I was made aware of all your escapades. This means I DO NOT want to HEAR NOR SEE anything outside of your private chambers. Do I make myself clear?
*All the primarchs nod in acknowledgement, except Mortarion*
Mortarion: *confused* Wait. You're all fucking?
---*End scene*---
(This is basically my scripting process when I make comics)
Oh, and last thing for the night. Here is my take on Fem Lorgar. I felt inspired.
Some days are harder than others.
Returning to our Roots follows Debbie after the death of her girlfriend, Slackjaw, one of the most infamous mercs in New Bright City. Debbie has to deal with her grief while the world around her becomes more and more hostile and chaotic.
Remember, in a cyberpunk world, there are no happy endings. Though, that doesn't mean the endings aren't cathartic.
I'm currently working on a short comic for my oc, so please enjoy this older artwork of my first and greatest hyperfixation! FNAF!
I think I did this like a year ago, so it's really nice to see how far I've improved
I do remember I called this one "We're family" and it's supposed to be from Michael's POV.
I now have a mental image of Repentia Superior hoarding the Repentias with a spray bottle (or a whip, both work) to the bathroom because you can't convince me Repentias take care of themselves. Those ladies stink of gore, violence and burning candles.
Also consider: borderline feral Repentias. Hissing at people and looking at their superiors like scared animals... What religious trauma and indoctrination does to the motherfucker.
Last batch for now, I swear
Okay I don't have the story ready but here's what I've finished so far!!! I did the security breach ones before the Foxy marine at the bottom, there not my best work, but gods were they so fun to make/paint!!!
This all came from me watching Heresy for Hertics on YouTube. He's been taking colour schemes from his childhood (TV characters and such) and painting marines with them.
If u love out of the box colour schemes and fantastic tutorials definitely a must watch/subscribe
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22| They/Them|Plural| Hello, I draw stuff from grimdark monsters to wholesome lesbians. (Also, I do NSFW sometimes, so NO MINORS!!!)
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