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incorrect-primarchs-quotes · 1 month

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Emperor: How are we supposed to put a tracker the size of a penny on Leman without him noticing?

Malcador: Horus, any idea-

Horus: Hey, wolf boy, I bet you 5 bucks that you can't swallow this penny.

Leman: *Takes and swallows tracker* Pay up, loser.

Emperor: ...

Malcador:...

#warhammer #warhammer 40k #warhammer 30k #incorrect quotes #primarch #Horus lupercal #Leman russ #Emperor of mankind #Malcador

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thecupsmith · 2 months

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cursed-40k-thoughts · 10 days

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I genuinely think it's a shame that Szarekh and Sanginius never got married.

Imagine the crown prince of the massively xenophobic and genocidal Imperium eloping with a swole robot xeno. The drama! The scandal!

Imagine the sheer psychic damage this would inflict on Big Daddy E. Imagine the migraine Malcador would get.

Malcador: This is a reckless decision that harms our entire plan and sows dissension amongst the soldiery. I am deeply stressed by all of this and am immeasurably bewildered.

Malcador: I will, of course, be officiating the ceremony.

#ask #warhammer 40k #warhammer 40000 #primarch #primarchs #warhammer 30k #Sanguinius #Malcador

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yestheantichrist · 5 months

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Worst polycule on holy terra

#warhammer #warhammer memes #wh40k #wh40k memes #warhammer 40000 #god emperor of mankind #emperor of mankind #malcador #malcador the sigillite #erda

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mahleb · 8 months

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#Malcador #Sigillite #SixFanarts #LemanRuss #warhammer #Perturabo #primarch #Fulgrim #lioneljonson #RogalDorn #malcador the sigillite

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ezekiel13 · 25 days

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VERY IMPORTANT PRIMARCH CAT LIST:

Lion -> fluffy necked Persian brown cat (the rare pure brown ones)

Fulgrim-> Rag doll!!!

Perturabo-> Russian blue

Jaghatai-> Pallas cat

Rogal-> brown tabby

Leman-> Fluffy grey cat who thinks he’s a dog

Konrad-> Smokey black cat (the ones who when you stroke them they have grey under the black)

Ferrus-> white cat with grey front paws

Angron-> Sand cat but redder than most

Roboute-> Tuxedo

Mortarion-> random stray cat. Is a calico though

Magnus-> red Maine coone

Horus -> Devon Rex

Lorgar-> Spyhnx

Vulkan-> black Maine coone

Corvus-> black footed cat (the breed)

Alpharius Omegon-> two identical black cats. They have two different colour collars but manage to switch them often

Bonus:

Emperor-> Lion

Malcador-> Leopard

Custodes-> Hyenas (not cats but like. They work for a lion in the lion king)

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sculptorofcrimson · 1 month

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Thread/Soulmate Warhammer AU

Not really a soulmate AU, but more of "threads of fate" au.

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Ra’s thread is a thin, fragile thing. The Emperor had been loath to break it, had hesitated, His claws hovering over the delicate braid. He had held it, as delicate as the umbilical cord of a newborn, and grieved as He felt what He had to do. In the end He had wrapped it in gossamer like the finest of silk, and woven it, with infinite care, into His own.

When Drach'nyen thrust itself in, it had severed both threads.

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Valdor’s thread is crimson. The Emperor had cut off at his wrist, with the only remnants wrapped around his forearm like a chain. The ends still twitch and tangle, as if waiting for a man he had lost before they even met. The Emperor took the frayed threads of the severed rope, and bound it to Him.

Now it wraps around Valdor’s throat like a leash. (Or a noose.)

Valdor does not mind.

(Once, only once, in mere moments before Constantin lowered the blade, he had seen the flash of recognition. The sudden unknotting of a thread of fate both had assumed severed so long ago.

And then the mercy blow. A horrible moment of terrible pity etched across his victim’s pain-stricken face, and the sadness in those tormented eyes not for himself but for Valdor.

And, finally, oblivion. )

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Sanguinius’ thread is black. He can see it, twisting there, stretching onwards, inked across the sands of time. When he had met Horus, the Angel had stalled, a smile still stretched across his face, noting down the way his thread had wrapped itself lazily around Horus’ arms. Their threads had tumbled and tangled over one another, so deeply intertwined it was impossible to remove without severing one.

Horus did not seem to see a thing amiss.

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Lorgar, his thread brilliant red, wrapped around the Emperor’s chest. The way he had screamed at the fury in His eyes when He had reached up and tore the thread out of His breast, snapping the thin thing in half beneath His claws. The way he had cursed Him, the remnants of the thread pooling around him like shed snakeskin, the scent of Monarchia’s ashes curdling upon his tongue.

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Alpharius and Omegon’s threads, a single, thick cord that split in half, bobbing and weaving until neither could tell who was whose. It just seems to love knots, looping around itself, around others, dragging others together without abandon.

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Vulkan’s thread, thick and dark and braided, glowing softly with a gentle warmth. It trails itself around his chest, wrapping itself around all near and wide, spreading like a kind coat of flame. It is tender, such a lovely thing. It has chipped, and knotted, and frayed over the eons, but it braids on, thick and resolute. Ashes are embedded in its strings now, but their warmth is still there, just buried under the charcoal.

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Fulgrim’s thread was made of silk. A beautiful, perfect, fragile thing. It had bound itself around his hands, around Ferrus’ silver hands and his neck. The delicate silk, so pale against the silver. And how pitifully it had shattered, without a cry, without a song, only with the slithering of sick silk as he had snapped it when the Laerblade took Ferrus’ head.

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Ferrus’ thread was a chain. It wrapped around his neck and hands. It had pooled itself slowly around Fulgrim, like a lazy snake, braiding itself together into intricate knots with his silk. When Fulgrim took his head from his shoulders, the links had shattered.

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Horus’ thread, white and black. It tied itself so languishly over one of his forearms. If only he had known. If only he had seen. If only he had felt the thread tightening, tugging, unraveling as he had sped his way down a path, and never glanced back upon the road he had trodden. When it finally spun itself out of silk, it tied together in one, final blasphemy of angel feathers. Both tips of their threads had been charred together, one longer than the other.

It was Horus that undid the knot.

He did not even see it unravel when he cut the life out of his brother.

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Malcador’s thread. Grey, seemingly thin, but with an impossible, resolute strength. There it was, underpinning the Emperor's thread like a shadow, together even in death. How brightly it had burned, like candlewick, as he sat upon the Throne, eyes bulging, nerves burning, feeling the cells in his body die one by one. It had charred itself to cinders, and then to ash, and finally dust, before his lord made it back home.

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And finally, the Emperor's thread. It wrapped around Himself, and only Himself, but it branched off like the leaves of Yggdrasil. It curled itself into the veins of His Custodes, it dragged together the binds of His Primarchs, it curled together like one with Malcador. Some branches were frayed, their ends charred, some had curled up into a solitary knot that no longer held another, some burnt like living, writhing sunlight caught in flesh, but some were warm. Some still dreamt, lazily winding through the fog, one out of thousands. They would bind themselves not to men, or to women, but to entire worlds, to every last beating heart upon the land. It was not a leash, or a noose, or a chain this time, it was merely a bridge, the last heart of a dead god who had once gazed upon His people. And smiled.

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simon-newman · 6 months

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Apparently Big E and Malcador knew each other for some +6000 years and remained close friends all this time.

Now I feel sad.

#Warhammer 40k #Warhammer 40000 #Big E #Emperor #God Emperor of Mankind #Malcador #Malcador the Sigillite #Malcador the Hero #The End and the Death #Youtube

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sorormaior · 1 year

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++IMPERIAL RECORD: PARTIAL RECORDS OF THE TERRAN UNIFICATION WARS++

Finally getting into it! I found a really nice couple of pens and textures i like and began slapping them on everything. Ideally i would have like to make Angel’s armour bigger and more yknow Warhammy but I couldn’t make it look right. I’m happy with the rest of it though!

#warhammer 40k #wh40k #emperor of mankind #malcador the sigillite #the emperor of mankind #warhammer 40k the angel #malcador

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warhammergoldenera · 1 year

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Collection of random edited photos I took for the Malcador movie

#warhammer 40k #warhammer #malcador #tank #super heavy #imperial guard #photo edit #my photos #my edits #my minis

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askmalal · 2 years

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“No… no! You will - not - tar me with that brush. I am no fanatic. My belief in a benevolent higher entity does not grant you the right to consider me an idiot. I have never tried to convert -you- to my religion, my faith, whatever it is you want to call it. Has nobody told you, Perturarbo, or is everyone so fearful of your temper tantrums, that a man who does not question his beliefs is the real fanatic? How many times have you lectured me, Russ, [redacted], Vulkan, the others? How many times have you attempted with games of logic and philosophy to change our minds? You have your own religion, and you refuse to dignify it by calling it what it is. Even Lorgar knows when to stop proselytizing!”

- Jaghatai Khan, “On the Primarchs,” Volume V

“I like Father very much. We have our disagreements. But this is the way of fathers and sons. Malcador? Malcador’s only positive attribute is that father trusts him, for reasons I could only fathom. I, myself, would rather listen to Fulgrim narrate his autobiography in the nude while Horus sings Binary Opera than spend another moment in the solitary company of that man-thing.”

- Jaghatai Khan, “On the Primarchs,” Volume V

#malice #malal #askmalal #horus heresy #warhammer30k #the great crusade #jaghatai khan #the emperor #Malcador #perturarbo #Fulgrim #Horus

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incorrect-primarchs-quotes · 1 month

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Malcador: Today I realised I'm old.

Valdor: What happened?

Malcador: I fell in the Throne room and instead of laughing, the Emperor came running to see if I was ok.

Valdor:...

Malcador: I saw fear in his eyes.

#Being uncle is tiring #warhammer #warhammer 40k #warhammer 30k #incorrect quotes #Malcador #Emperor of mankind #Constantin Valdor

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