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Dark Apostle Doodle
#digital art#art#warhammer 40000#warhammer art#warhammer 40k#word bearers#dark apostle#warhammer chaos#chaos space marines#word bearers chaplain#fire hazard
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Garviel Loken / Erebus
by Karl Richardson
#pre heresy#imperium#chaos#space marines#loyalist astartes#heretic astartes#luna wolves#word bearers#chaplain#warhammer#warhammer 30k#30k#karl richardson#monochrome#illustration
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hello again!! i just wanted you to know, i’ve been reading a LOT of warhammer books (both fantasy and now 40,000 which i have you to thank for getting me into!) and every time lucius or fulgrim comes up, i immediately think “oh! that’s my favourite artist’s chaos goblin!”
needless to say, you’ve had an impact. i hope you’re doing well, it’s always a pleasure to see your posts cross my dash. hail slaanesh!
Why, thank you very much! I am proud to have infected you with two very memorable guys!
Buuuuuuut! Have you heard about another guy I really like, who did a few very cool things and got away with it?
(Apparently it's Erebus-day. And I like that!)
Some brand new First Chaplain/Dark Apostle for you!
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word bearer pope
#im making a chaplain to join my world eater army#and im giving him this head#so he can be a word bearer pope chaplain#shy talks#not art#Horus Heresy#hobby time
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Barn Anon. Can't remember if i had sent this one already but ah I'll try to get back into the rhythm of writing now that CNY is over.
Gabriel's not sure what to think when his brothers tell him that his human is seeing things in her feverish state. Well, he can believe seeing stuff part, just not how she's apparently seeing their gene-father. He knows it's unlikely to be simply swept aside, because she has seen or heard anything about him. He's never mentioned much of his world or the history of Blood Angels, let alone their Primarch.
He hands her a tissue box after she has another violent sneezing fit. Perhaps it's a good thing she's sick, otherwise she would see the worry in his eyes. Can anyone blame him though? If word got out that some human from ancient Terra, bonded with a Space Marine and is now seeing visions of a dead Primarch got out... He lets out a soft worried warble, pulling his human into his arms.
He buries his face against her soft hair, feeling how she relaxes being warmed by his body. Hmm, he'll have to get thicker clothes or maybe more jackets for her. For now he simply sings to his human. He doesn't have much memory of his life before ascending, but he remembers a Baalite lullaby his mother used to sing to him.
He's never told her anything about Lord Sanguinius... he had not given her any books on him either... he's not even sure that they passed the large window with his depiction. Just when her fevers get bad is when she says she sees him with such pretty angel wings.
He supposes that his father was an angel now given how they were made, from his basic understanding of extinct ancient Terran religions... Abraham would probably know more... as he remembers the Word Bearer he was on... okay terms with. Gabriel frowns at how he would rely on the excitable Word Bearer to know strange esoteric knowledge on religion given how much it was a part of their daily lives... idioms... sayings... even replying to a sneeze!
She mutters parts of the conversation... butchering a mix of Baalite words and High Gothic... the Chaplain wants to hear more... and Gabriel is not one to disobey the Chaplain... just if he refuses he has a feeling the Chapter Master will want to hear... and he rather not expose her to Dante.
But she says he keeps her calm... how his feathers smell clean and feel so nice... she says that he knows she shouldn't be here... and that he coos just like Gabriel does. He rubs the cold cloth over her forehead... perhaps if its they both go or stay... perhaps Gabriel would happily be stuck in the past if it meant she survived.
tag list: @egrets-not-regrets @liar-anubiass-blog @barn-anon @bleedingichorhearts
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"I am the anvil on which war is forged."
Vox, 1st company Captain of the Voices of Favor
His zeal and hatred for the enemies of the Imperium is only rivaled by that of the chapter's chief chaplain Perun
Malto-born, living and breathing war since the moment he opened his eyes for the first time among the ruins of a palace, ruined in a xenos raid
Wielding a chapter relic: The hand of Boll, a mighty power fist named after the leader (a Word Bearer chaplain, but who needs to know that right?) of the first space marine company that landed on Malto during the great crusade, long before the Heresy
#warhammer40k#warhammer 40000#wh40k#space marines#space marine#warhammer#astartes#warhammer 40k#primaris#miniature painting#miniature#voices of favor#VoF#captain#imperium of man
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Given any opportunity I will get Word Bearers laid. Saqqara is a delightful opportunity <3 I'm going to stop talking now before I just get incoherent about him.
"Confident," Erebus says as he steps over the threshold. His tone is mild enough that it could be either reproach or admiration—or, knowing the First Chaplain, both.
"I must believe it gains you little to kill me before a mission you voted to authorize," Saqqara answers. Calm. He is as safe here as anywhere.
Erebus walks across the room, his armor joints growling softly. "I'm sure I could come up with a reason. But you're right, I'm not here to do you harm."
#my fic#erebus#saqqara#ships nobody asked for#you can't give me a scene of my fave meditating nude#and not expect me to rub somebody on him
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The inevitable Corax Exorcism Scene is going to make me actually sick
Corvus being cured of his Daemon Bird Situation would be sad. However, Corvus projectile vomiting a jet black mix of earthworms and Word Bearer parts onto a chanting chaplain would be extremely funny
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I think I have asked this before but, what's the ryu number of the infamous First Chaplain of the Legio Astartes Word Bearers Erebus?
Erebus does not have a Ryu Number.
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To add on to my other ask would you be my teacher Saqqara and teach me the Word Bearer way.;)
The first step on the path to truth is different depending on where you start from. If you are human, a cultist on your homeworld is the best place to start to learn more about how the cult of the dead Emperor has taken over you and clouded your senses. You can almost certainly find cults on any world if you want to. But the important thing here is: If there are people there with an unusual number of arms and the like … they are the wrong ones!
As a Space Marine … well, if you've already come to the point of doubting the doctrine, the way to us is quite short. If not easy. You have to avoid the chaplains of your loyalists, as well as the occasional Inquisition and its minions. And of course, it's not as if the average warband has been waiting for converts! It may well be that your gene-seed is the only part of interest here. You've got to have some talent that we need here as well.
And in general, I'm not really the first person to ask. There are the Dark Chaplains for that. But of course I can make the way to one easier for you!
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been thinking about if my black crusade apostate Father Jezz O'Zed was a Space Marine instead. I'm literally all about eye-strain-pattern-nasty-gore-greasy-clown emperor's children so any excuse to draw that is a good excuse.
he would have been a word bearer, spreading that good good Emperor is God word. until he and the rest of them get fucking smote. he starts getting way more into slaanesh than the rest of the gods, and gets sort of ostracized for it. he's not into the Gal Vorbak, he thinks infecting yourself with a demon is horrible. he sees too many of his brothers die to that. he likes himself way too much to die for some dumb shit. He's a good Chaplain anyway, so he keeps working. until he goes to Calth and gets fucking stuck as a last survivor on Calth. after years of desperation, he gets possessed by Kromslore during a warp storm, and yeeted off the planet. He travels to the eye of terror and meets the Emperor's Children warbands and makes his way in their world until he finally makes a warband of his own, and goes on to have fun normal Emperor's Children slaaneshi good times.
his space ship has a 70s style couch pit for the bridge. it's so horrid.
#warhammer 40k#my art#40k#black crusade#father jezz#slaanesh#father jezz ozed#word bearers#chaos 40k#emperor's children#there are many benefits to worshipping chaos#chaos space marines#gal vorbak#daemons 40k#daemon prince#daemonette#demon priest#eye strain#cw eye strain#tw eye strain
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Hi! I’m the anon who wrote the ask about remembrancer!reader and I’d like to say that while the original idea was that the chaos gods just saw you as easily corruptible due to being around Lorgar’s legion. I’m now imagining that the chaos gods took a look at Erebus “I’m so in need of acceptance and attention that I killed and stole the identity of a child when I was 10-12 years old and haven’t stopped since” WordBearer and thought “hey maybe he needs to chill?” And set him up with the local unrealised potential psyker that they were already trying to convert (you)
Also him feeling/sensing your dreams? Now what about him growing to sense all your strong emotions? Cause for him it’s:
Pros: understanding you better, having more shared experiences due to feeling what you’re feeling
Cons: after a while he cant be alone because your emotions are a part of him now and without them he feels like a piece of him is missing.
And you know when you said how the reader would try to leave once he showed his true colours to them? Imagine if he felt how scared you were, how strongly you resented him for it? He wouldn’t let you leave, he’s smart and has a lot of plans on if you tried. But of course you wouldn’t try?? You wouldn’t just leave him? The fear and anger is just a temporary emotion and he’s sure that you’ll love him and stay with him so please tell him that’s the truth (he knows his gods can be cruel at times but they wouldn’t go and deprive him of you?). Please say you adore him for who he is and get all of this over and done with because he can’t be around you without crying (he thinks it’s because of your feelings. He’s 60% right)
In warhammer not only the reader suffers but also the love interest!!!
Hello Erebus anon!
Everyone suffers in 40k, which is why I'm going to publish my half-done Daemonculaba fic. Yes it exists. You're all going to read it. I swear it's not as cursed as it sounds.
WARNINGS: Some descriptions that definitely lean to that this is abusive, gaslighting, Erebus is very unstable. Come to me for fluff later but still keep in mind that this is not a happy thing happening at all.
He felt it.. small mental touches at first. They were so easy to ignore (doing so many rituals and being in contact with the untouched tends to leave the mind.. open to many things) but.. they were different.
Soft.
Warm.
Unintentional.
The same feelings he had with you. In fact, at first they only occurred when he touched you.
The skin-crawling unease.. the shivers of happiness..
The jolts of pleasure that you ran through his veins.
Then it grew to the same room, and while the distance was still.. admittedly too small for his liking still, he could feel it.
Yet that night.. that wretched night..
He was called many things behind his back, after all. A spoiled brat was certainly one of those.
"No." it was the only other noise in the room aside from the shuffling of hurried packing and your choked sniffling. For a moment your hands would freeze. When did the door open? How did.. you changed the password..
Turning around, you looked up into that deceptively handsome fade and pressed your back against the desk. You felt your heart bolting in your chest, everything was.. heavier and stronger around him.
"Ereb..Ere..Erebus I'm not discussing this with you." you choked out, turning back around, shoving whatever article of clothing was in your hands next. You didn't even have the heart to demand your things from him. The next shuttle was in your claim and you didn't care of they left you on the next planet.. not that they would. The Word Bearers were so good about ensuring the planet could still function after they conquered it.
"You're not leaving." his voice was.. so hushed. You froze in your fear, the only sound now being a quiet hiss from the First Chaplain behind you. Were your hands always trembling?
"..I..I am.." you whimpered. Ignoring the heavy step behind you and the door closing. This was it. This was how you were going to die. Murdered by one you felt so close with.. You should had paid attention sooner- Closing your eyes, you took a deep breath and gritted your teeth. You were standing your ground this time. No more being pushed or told little lies that meant nothing!
"I'm.. Tired of this. Tired of doubting if anything about you is true. I don't.. I don't even know if the Erebus I'm talking to is the front or the real one. If- If there was even a real one!" in the middle of your speech you closed the suitcase and lifted it. Turning around and moving to walk around the Astartes covering up the bulk of your room.
Only to drop it with a shriek. His hands moved so fast, grabbing your arms in a grip so tight it was painful. Looking upwards to those foreboding eyes of his. Expecting the anger. The ferociousness.. not..
Erebus's eyes were wide. You felt a shaking in his hands that stopped. He just.. stared at you. Neither moving.
"Let.. let go.. M-my shuttle's going to-"
"No one is leaving." he whispered, his left hand sliding down your right and gripping your suitcase. Yanking it from your grip as you cried out. Why did he flinch? You doubted he cared at all-
"Stop looking at me like a monster!" he abruptly snarled, letting go of you. You stepped back and fell to the ground; scrambling back and pressing yourself against the nearest wall.
"Don't.. don't worry, I'll have all of this fixed." just as quickly his voice was quiet, gentle..
Manic?
A soft chuckle bubbled from his lips as he knelt before you, taking your shivering hands even if you tried fruitlessly to pull them away.
"Erebus-"
"Don't worry, my little dewdrop," you winced at one of the pet names he used on you, the deserts of Colchis never left him. Even now. Even as he lowered him self so that his.. eyes stared into yours.
Wide with.. a mixture of emotions that made him look wild. Insane even. Eager, angry.. fearful. Why.. why was he scared?
"I'm with you. Nothing is how you think it is-"
"But-"
"Shh.. shh, look, it's a misunderstanding. I'm going to fix this for you. Don't.. worry about hiding from the others, they know your mine."
A sob choked out from your lips as you half heartedly tried to pull away. The blurs of tears made it hard to see how Erebus's own eyes were misting over.
"Stop. STOP THAT!" he bellowed "You're not supposed to cry! Stop looking at me as if I did something wrong!"
His voice was so angry, wrathful even. Yet he still kept it measured, as if worried he'd hurt your ears.
"I can-can-can't!" you hiccupped out the words and thrashed your arms. Kicking out with your legs to try and force him to let go even though logic screamed at you so angrily at your foolishness.
"I'm not a monster!" why was he so insistent on that?! You just wanted to leave! Just wanted to go to your home! To leave Erebus and the Word Bearers behind! Forget gathering historical evidence for the analogs of Imperial history. Forget it all!
"You're not leaving me!" he roared into your face, letting go for bare seconds before you were wrapped in his large arms. Shoving you into a crushing hug as he trembled around you.
"Ere-bus.. Ereb-bus you're hurting- You're hurting me-" you wailed. Even though your own hands were tangling themselves into the robes he wore.
"You're hurting.. m-me-"
Erebus said nothing, yet you felt the way his hearts were booming drums in his chest and his heavy breathing.
"You are not.. leaving. Please.. please tell me you love me." only your own silence broken by choked sobs answered him.
"Tell me. Please." his voice was stern now, you swore his painful grip tighter..
"I.. I.. l-love..you.." you whimpered out. Knowing you sounded too similar to a kicked dog.
"I love you, too." he whispered into your ear.
You knew his relief was all too real.
#erebus#erebus 40k#warhammer 40k#2lim3rz writes#gaslighting#manhandling#erebus x reader#x reader#reader insert#volatile hearts au#VHA#erebus VHA
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I love how in the horus heresy books every non-erebus word bearers chaplain is just incompetent erebus
#40k tag#source: listened to cthonia's reckoning at work and two different stories in that anthology involved seperate guys who#I can only describe as jobber erebus
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Erebus. Because I still like him so very much.
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Echoes Of Eternity
DRAMATIS PERSONAE
The Emperor, Master of Mankind, Last and First Lord of the Imperium
Horus, Warmaster of the Imperium, Vessel of the Pantheon
The Primarchs
Angron, Lord of the Red Sands, Exalted Daemon Prince of Khorne, Primarch of the XII Legion
Magnus The Red, The Crimson King, Exalted Daemon Prince of Tzeentch, Primarch of the XV Legion
Rogal Dorn, Praetorian of Terra, Primarch of the VII Legion
Sanguinius, Archangel of Baal, Primarch of the IX Legion
Vulkan, The Last Guardian, Primarch of the XVIII Legion
The Legio Custodes, ‘Last of the Ten Thousand’
Diocletian Coros, Tribune
Hanumarasi, Warrior of the Hykanatoi
The I Legion ‘Dark Angels’
Corswain, Regent-Commander of the Hollow Mountain
The III Legion ‘Emperor’s Children’
Deiphobus, Warrior of the 32nd Company
The V Legion ‘White Scars’
Shibhan Khan, ‘Tachseer’, Regent-Commander of the Lion’s Gate space port
The VI Legion ‘Space Wolves’
Rykath, ‘No-Foes-Remain’, warrior of the Cry of the Grieving Dragon warband, Tra Company
The VII Legion ‘Imperial Fists’
Archamus, Master of the Huscarls
Fafnir Rann, Subcommander of Bhab Bastion
The IX Legion ‘Blood Angels’
Zephon, ‘The Bringer of Sorrow’, former Exarch of the High Host
Nassir Amit, ‘The Flesh Tearer’, Dominion of the Fifth Shock Assault Company, ‘the Secutors’
Anzarael, ‘The Bringer of Wrath’, Exarch of the High Host
Ghallen Ul’zaen, Master of Signals, Fifth Shock Assault Company
Orion, Contemptor-pattern Dreadnought
Eristes, Legion Thrall, Assessor
Shafia, Legion Thrall, Weaponbearer
Shenkai, Legion Thrall, Weaponbearer
The XII Legion ‘World Eaters’
Kargos, ‘Bloodspitter’, Apothecary of the Eighth Assault Company
Khârn, Centurion of the Eighth Assault Company
Lotara Sarrin, Captain of the warship Conqueror
The XVI Legion ‘Sons of Horus’
Kenor Argonis, Equerry to the Warmaster
The XVI Legion ‘Luna Wolves’
Ezekyle Abaddon, First Captain, Warchief of the Justaerin
Tarik Torgaddon, Second Captain
The XVII Legion ‘Word Bearers’
Inzar Taerus, Chaplain of the Osseous Throne Chapter
Imperial Army
Dawynne Coto, Corporal Primus-grade
Ja-Hen Uquar, Conscript, Neshamere Eighth Mechanised Infantry
Lorelei Kelvyr, Conscript
Marlus Zeneer, Corporal
Sylas Envaric, Sergeant of the 12th Helian Rifles
Taneeq Mashrajeir, Corporal of the 91st Industani Drop Troops
Imperial Personae
Malcador the Sigillite, Regent of the Imperium
Ceris Gonn, Interrogator
The Adeptus Mechanicus
Arkhan Land, Technoarchaeologist
Transacta-7Y1, Skitarius of the Tr1.ax Macroclade
Magna-Delta-8v8, Skitarius of the En.7lius Macroclade
Sapien, Artificimian
Shiva Makul, Princeps of the Legio Ignatum Reaver Titan Iracundos
Maestol Vurir, Deacon-Enginseer of the Reaver Titan Iracundos
The Martian Mechanicum
Ulienne Grune, Princeps of the Legio Audax Warhound Titan Hindarah
Himmar Kul, Moderatus of the Legio Audax Warhound Titan Hindarah
Otesh Raline, Moderatus of the Legio Audax Warhound Titan Hindarah
The Neverborn
Ka’bandha, Champion of the War God
Varak’suul, The Murder of Thrymyr
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Yandere Boys in Husbandry verse
So Disclaimer I'm going to be talking about the differences for the boys verses their "canon" selves.
Off the bat take them from an 11 to a 5 and all the darlings have modified origins. A lot of them will lose their fic's main kink (see the Salamander being altered)
Feel free to message/ask for more information about the boys
Azazel is only slightly less paranoid but he wont jump to physical aggression
Pet is a retired soldier adjusting back to civilian life.
Palion...not much is different just he isn't as intense/murderous
Muse is recovering after an accident she narrowly survived and is dealing with more mental trauma at this point.
Harram is one of the many who was coming up on a decade without having a bond partner and had met Ferum before he met Ori. Having come to the call of one of his brethren dealing with a deadly marine getting too close to where his small charge was.
Ori recently lost her husband to an industrial accident so is now a single mother and wanted something to channel her energy into.
Arkyn literally a feral Space Wolf who walked up and decided to help her prep for winter and stayed for much longer.
Elskling is a retried soldier who enjoys off the grid survival is enjoying Arkyn's help for the winter.
Ghosk is still an asshole but like many Night Lords is HIGHLY possessive of his charge. He is someone who would quote the "myth of consensual sex meme" when it comes to her dating life.
Rabbit is like many Night Lord Owners... they just showed up one day and refuse to leave. She's a runner doing marathons and other such and a one time Olympic athlete.
Sirus is prone to falling to the black rage and seeing moonlight was the first time he has broken out of a black rage without the help of his chaplain.
Moonlight is a college student who was out on a walk when Sirus entered her life. She was surprised when the local blood angel chaplain had asked her to foster Sirus but she agreed. Now she is unsure of their bond.
Vauth doesn't change much except is a bit more affectionate than his full yandere counterpart.
Byte is a computer repair tech who started to foster an Iron Hands just as a side project as she was told to use up her saved up vacation days.
Zul needed someone to foster him and when his darling came to him looking scared just begging for him to play along he did his job and decided he liked the way she held his hand tightly. Zul was simple in his choosing of her.
Spaseniye did not actually want to foster a space marine but accidentally clung to Zul as a way to frighten off a man who wasn't taking no for an answer. She figured he would stop following her around once he felt the coast was clear.
Tulio doesn't change much in this setting he's still head over heels for his Psychi again love at first sight.
Psychi has been wanting an Astarte companion as she just got out of a long term relationship and needed something to distract her.
Solos fell head over heels for his new host and has been feeding off of Lovie as of late. He is still quite the parasite.
Lovie is another who is use to fostering Chaos Space Marines but Solos is her first semi-feral Death Guard.
Nakht another who doesn't change much in his conversion to this world. He's still pompous and haughty and thinks he knows best.
Birdie is an owner of a book store. Nakht came to her store one day and refuses to leave. Owns a Macaw.
Zhur is a LOT more calm though his feelings towards Dolly aren't much different... is more likely to woo her verses take her though he has some... interesting tastes
Dolli/Dolly is another retired soldier who is use to fostering Chaos Space Marines so is enjoying the semi calm nature that is Zhur. Is surprised at how affectionate Zhur is but wont stop him.
Jihias doesn't change much, he like other word bearers learn about all religions. Is currently reading the lesser key of Solomon and the King James bible.
Lamb lives (as I see it) in England and still has her aesthetic but also likes to dress up in period clothing as well. Jihias is a foster whom she wanted to try fostering with.
Nubin older and calmer and no in*est references for him in this. But when he gets going/possessive/protective he is like an angry dragon.
Bev enjoys fostering older space marines, though not Chaos Space Marines, most of whom just like to relax and be stubborn bastards
Sor, Kazi, & Moremo they don't change much.
Dove was originally just fostering Sor. She is a journalist and political activist at times though the group she is with feels like its going down a rougher path.
Keeper/Alpharius/Omegon they don't change.
Vixen is a hacker, political mischief maker, and bio pirate whom just was getting into shenanigans before her Alpha Legionary made himself known.
Roland not much has changed for him.
Bäckerin is a Baker. Roland followed her home one night and she made the mistake of feeding him bread. She happily enjoys his company
Tyberos has no idea how he got here and is currently looking for his chapter brothers. As far as he knows he is the only chapter master here. Doesn't understand the need to protect Ophelia but is unwilling to stop looking for his marines. Has taken her with him. Likes her smell.
Ophelia lives alone with a nice sustainable garden and beehives. Likes to make her own wildflower soaps. Is not fostering a space marine... has currently been Astartenapped by Tyberos and is begging him to go home.
#warhammer 40k#space marine husbandry sentience#yandere#yandere space marine#the male leads#the darlings#male yandere
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