#dank u

[nuclearnerves]

I want you to know I haven’t been able to stop thinking about this panel. I love his little :]

You mean the world to me. HD remake for you

[stormvanwoorden]

je woorden zijn echt mooi

Dit is echt een lief bericht, dank u wel hiervoor! :)

[super-paper]

"say something nice about Hawks sophie" his commitment to the bit has a body count

[j4ckme]

🤔😆

[ir-dr]

Day 3374 - 6 September 2022

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A(n early) happy birthday to ChalkDotStick!

.//projectTiGER

[queefy-5-layer-burrito]

[asks-n-trolls]

murkox, you ever been in looooooove? or, maybe looooathe fits you better. have you been deeply enthralled with a quadrant before?

"No. What good would that do to my work besides distract from it.

Thank you for the question, I was looking for what else to add to my 'Idiotic garbage i've been made to read' list. Please do keep 'em coming."

[londonskies]

[forgottnseccnd]

@sanguiniusreborn continued from here.

What met the beloved Sanguinius was not fanfare, nor sons of Aurelius that hoped to cheer and welcome the Primarch on the old, decrepit ship-- what met him instead was silence. An eerie, eerie silence.

The ship, much like the rest of the Legion, seemed to have been forgotten by the world in its entirety-- yet it always lingered near the Polaris star of the Milky Way galaxy, looming, waiting to be found. There were only remains of civilization upon the large city-ship, skeletons and remnants of Heresy-era weaponry and armor. Where the Angel would have been if he was meeting the very brother behind it all, was in the engine room. And there was Aurelius.

Attached to the wall like a battery, experiencing the same fate as their very own father-- powering the ship, dormant, weakening for ten thousand years, unable to move. Arms and legs were connected to wires, tubes, cords and cables, his body heavily-scarred with some wounds still having not yet healed... and the only thing the disgraced Primarch wore was his old helmet. His glowing blue eyes met the Angel. He slumped.

" ... It has, hasn't it? " Aurelius's voice finally broke through, in the back of Sanguinius's mind, as a deep and smooth baritone.

" It had been some time, indeed. I... " A pause-- Aurelius struggled to form his words, only finding himself faltering at the end. " I... I thought you were dead... "

[yonpote]

cant believe phil is now the tumblrina

[bpsketch]

drew the art styles of some yan sim community members ‼️‼️ (and an attempt at dank midori)

can u guess which one they belong to? ill put the answer in the comments cause i LOWKEY only think 2 are recognisable (totally not rootbeers awesome kenko design)

[nuclearnerves]

I love the way you draw Shamura

nice to them :)

[snowgrieve]

guys we need to find a name for the kris asriel noelle & dess gang/squad guys pls i need a tag for it… they’re my favourites..

[pittsburghhockeybirds]

Happy Father's Day to these Dorks™

[j4ckme]

[michameinmicha]

Einige Model-Justeen in verschiedenen Outfits:

Die ersten drei hab ich mir ausgedacht (das erste nach einer stelle aus dem buch) die restlichen basieren auf echten fashion(tm) looks die ich beim googeln gefunden hab