#Warhammer plus

[farsight-the-char]

Highly Detailed GENESEED.

Clusters of Stemcells for the SEED TAX.

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From the first episode of The Tithes.

[tanknode]

Nice to see they brought the unnecessarily (but im thankful none the less) pretty salamander Sa'kan back in the new show good job GW

[kris-belleau]

Unboxing The Blacktalons Warhammer Age of Sigmar WarhammerPlus #tabletop...

[xmrnothingx]

An alliance of Humans, Eldar, and Necron march on Slaanesh only to find she got killed by some random Ork Kommando on a quest to make the purplest (and therefore sneakiest) paint. Yet another dumb idea for a Warhammer 40k drawing I needed to get out of my head.

[viking-raider]

Geeks in Love - Cotton Candy Fluff

Summary: You have a secret skill that Henry doesn't know about, but finally decided to present to him, in a thoughtful way.

Pairing: Henry Cavill/Reader

Word Count: 1k

Warning: G - Cotton Candy Goodness, Soft!Henry, Fluff, Geeks, Supportive Relationship, Shady Mother, Hurt/Comfort, Anxiety, Warhammer, Sneaking, Secretive Behavior, Hidden Skills, Cuddles, Kissing, Gifts, Surprises

Inspiration: This video on Instagram and Henry Cavills Warhammer 40k obsession.

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Henry cocked a brow at his computer monitor as he watched your fourth sneak into his office/man cave, in the last hour. You tiptoed behind him, casting side eyes at him, as you went up to the display shelf the Warhammer 40k minis he had painted were sitting on. Standing there for a moment, trying to act casual, you'd pick one of them up and slowly turn your upper body away from him for a minute or two, before delicately putting the figure back in its place and scurrying out of the room.

Shaking his head, he turned his attention back to trying out Diablo IV. Until, about twenty minutes later, he caught your figure out of the corner of his eye and a smirk spread across his lips. He listened to the soft creaks of the floorboards beneath your creeping toes, while watching your reflection in his monitor.

You picked up yet another one of Henry's minis.

“What are you doing, babe?” He asked, as you put the piece back, startling the life out of you and making himself chuckle.

“Nothing.” You panted, pressing a hand to your thundering heart.

“You've come in here five times, in the last hour, and haven't said a peep to me.” Henry pointed out, smirking.

“I'm sorry.” You cooed, moving over to him. “How's your game going?” You asked, wrapping your arm around his shoulders and gazing at his screen.

“It's going great, thank you.” He answered, slipping an arm around your waist and pulling you into his lap. “But that doesn't answer my question, my love.” He purred, pressing a kiss to your neck. “Why are you peeking at my Warhammer Minis?”

A shy and guilty smirk crossed your lips and you quickly hid it in Henry's shoulder. “It's not finished yet.” You confessed against his skin.

“What isn't?” Henry frowned, shaking his head and leaning back in his gaming chair.

“Give me two more days.” You answered, raising your head to look him in the eyes.

A shallow crease formed between Henry's brows, but he nodded his head, trusting you. “All right.” He purred, but didn't let you go as you made to get up out of his lap, holding onto you for a short time longer.

Two days later, you guided Henry into the dining room, your heart pounding with excitement for what you had to show him, but your hands jittered with nerves that he wouldn't like it. On the dining table sat something covered by a throw blanket that was usually on the back of the couch. You motioned Henry to it, biting the corner of your lip, as he slowly pulled the blanket off.

“I know how it's been driving you crazy, since you finally finished painting your Custodes, that they've been falling over, with the slightest bump of the shelf.” You started to explain in a bubble of anxiety. “So, I decided to make them a little stand.” You pointed to the object he uncovered.

It was several tiered stands, stained nicely, that had lightly padded wells with a finger groove, for every one of Henry's painted minis to comfortably sit inside of. Henry looked it over, his mouth slightly ajar at the craftsmanship you had put into it, unaware you could make something like this, and felt a hard tug on his heart that you had done something so thoughtful for his geeky hobby.

“So, this is why you kept sneaking into my office the other day?” He asked, looking back at you, his handsome face soft with disbelief and love.

“Yeah.” You nodded at him, excited to see he clearly loved it. “I was measuring the stands, so I knew how big to make the sockets for them to sit inside of. Some of them are bigger than others, and I was taking extra measurements.” You explained to him, moving around to the side of the table, picking something off the chair. “I even made you a little box to put them in. So, if maybe, you ever wanted to take them somewhere with you, they had a protective case.”

“The stands fit in it”

He slotted the stands into the box that had the Custodes logo, his name, as well as one of his favorite quotes. “We die, though our war is eternal, We are doomed, but we walk in darkness, We are forgotten, yet the future is our gift to humanity.” He read aloud, then looked at you.

“Why didn't I know you were so good with woodworking and power tools?”

“When my mom found out you were interested in me, she told me to keep it to myself.” You confessed, looking down at your hands. “Because it's unladylike to know how to wield power tools and build something, like a guy. That you, a rich, successful and hot celebrity, would be turned off by it.” You told him, feeling your cheeks heat up and your eyes burn a little bit at recalling the conversation.

Henry felt a hot stab in his gut, angry at your mother for thinking such a thing of him. “What finally made you decide to show me this side of you?”

“Well,” You rasped, biting your lip for a moment. “I already have you, don't I?” You tried to make light, offering him a weak smile. “But, you did.” You told him, gulping. “You're so comfortable showing your skills, no matter what they are, geeky or otherwise. I finally felt comfortable enough to let go and show this part of myself, to show you the skill that I learned from my dad growing up.”

“This is how I wanted to do it, by making something for your precious minis.”

Henry pulled you against him. “I love it so much, babe.” He smiled, kissing you. “I am proud that you stopped listening to your mum and made it with your own two hands. You know, skills like that would have never turned me off. I find it incredible that you can do something like this.” He said motioning to the piece.

“I'll treasure it forever. Just like I will you.”

“That's a relief.” You giggled, pressing your cheek to his chest, feeling better that you didn't have to hide something you enjoyed from him anymore.

“I'm going to put my minis up!” He said, letting go of you and grabbing the box, before rushing into his office, making you giggle with joy.

[taudad]

Me when I realized I can legally field all 21 of my XV8 Crisis suits with the previewed T’au rules

[wyn0rrific]

minimal effort nyx doodle

[heuldoch7b]

Your Horus??? HELLO???? SIR I AM FREE FEB 14

my dyke grandma who LOVESSSS business mens fashion played a part in the choices i made for him

also (╥﹏╥) im so overwhelmed (positively) over the kindness you've all shown me. i really dont know what to do with myself? i struggle a bit with communication and talking to people, but i really am just emphatically thankful and happy!! heres to more! i wish i could return everything you all do for me

[zahra-hydris]

warhammer 40k rogue trader -- eurac v

[farsight-the-char]

Give onto the Emperor, and all that.

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“The solution was to sit down with people who are fluent in sign language and intimately familiar with Warhammer lore. The animators used motion capture to record these performances and transfer them onto the character. The end result is that Atlacoya becomes a mesmerizingly satisfying character to watch. Even with no voice and half her face covered, she still makes her opinions and emotions abundantly clear every time she is on screen*.” Rob from the Warhammer studio was one such person who advised on the specifics of the Thoughmark dialogue. “It was an honour to be asked to input into this episode. As a CODA (Child of Deaf Adults) I grew up around sign language users and, although my own is fairly rudimentary, it is still very important to me. It makes me really happy to see this kind of diversity being represented in media, and to be able to contribute to its first visual inclusion in Warhammer was a big deal.

Good to Know.

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Out next week.

[lazywriter-artist]

What could they be up to?

Do we like my chaos designs ;3? (Fishing for compliments)

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[taryn40k]

[gingerfan24]

Midnight stroll (WIP)

Ana’s relative solitude was soon to be interrupted however, as the sound of heavy boot steps came from the area she had come from earlier.

She turned to observe the source of the new sounds, initially thinking it was a house guard on night duty only for it to be none other than Heinrix Van Calox, the Inquisition agent she had picked up back on Rykad Minoris and then later once again on Footfall.

From her perch she watched him intently, wondering if he had perhaps followed her, though a quick and thorough observation told her he had no idea she was in the same room as he was. He strolled up to a window that gazed out into the void beyond and seemed to quietly take in the starscape outside, hands folded behind his back.

Ana tilted her head to the right slightly like a curious dog. From the moment she had first laid eyes upon this man in the Electrodynamic Cenobium a few months before he had fascinated her to no end. His clearly carefully crafted cold and pitiless demeanor practically beckoned to her a challenge to see what sort of man he truly was, a challenge only further fueled by the observations of her navigator Lady Cassia.

And so it had been that, bit by bit, through conversations and arguments alike, she had begun to catch tantalizing glimpses of that amber colored ember within him. And it only made her want to see more.

“Hey there stranger!” She called out to him, her voice friendly and casual.

Heinrix rounded quickly at the sound of her voice, briefly glancing about to determine its source until his gaze rested upon her. For a moment she could swear she caught a glimpse of fear or embarrassment upon his features before he regained his composure and cleared his throat.

“Lord Captain I…..was not aware that you were here at this hour.”

[acornminiatureslog]

FINISHED!!!!!!!!! Another light mech for the mercs, as well as a trio of strikers. If I ever get to play in a battletech campaign, the strikers are a key component of how I'd wanna aim for garrison jobs. Have some mechs for if trouble actually happens, and some cheap light vehicles and infantry to actually walk around and secure a place without breaking the bank. Originally I was looking at some light tanks with autocannons, but then I read what the obsolete special rule actually means and my mercs were not gonna go bankrupt toting around museum pieces