#wordbearers

[mahleb]

[denofimagination-blog]

"When the book closes, it is time for the sword. There is no turning back, no mercy." Word Bearers Host!

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[vetusvulpes]

It's official. I have creative permission from the Dark Apostle. Blessed and approved.

[deffdread]

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[pv-miniatures]

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[roroco316]

..I still update r18 fan works on poipiku, the passwords are wordbearers and magnus. Please make sure you are over 18 and read the warning before reading.

[aquadestinyswriting]

People You Want to Get to Know Better

I was tagged for this by the lovely @blind-the-winds. You can find their post here. I don't have a full nine people in my taglist that haven't already done this, I don't think, so I'm sending them out to people I know have interacted with me and that I haven't seen tagged yet.

Current Book I'm Reading: I'm currently making my way through the Wordbearers Omnibus from Games Workshop's Black Library. Even though it's a Warhammer 40k series, it's giving me so much inspiration for the more... questionable clerics in Fangthane's Folly.

Last Song I Listened To: Far From Me by Chase Noseworthy. It popped up in my recommended while I was listening to my Titan playlist and it is an amazing Vox Machina fan song. I've popped it into my Emotional Songs playlist since it's a little too specific to put into the Titan one.

Currently Watching: My husband and I are currently going through our annual re-watch of the Netflix Castlevania series. We're having a bunch of fun pointing out the memes and generally just enjoying all the feels of the early parts of season 3. Also we are both so into Striga, it's unreal ^_^;.

Current Fic I'm Reading: I'm not really into any fandoms currently, so I'm not really reading any fanfic at the moment (not unless you count all of @druidx's Titan stuff, which I am re-reading a bunch of)

Next On My Watch List: Most likely a re-watch of Castlevania: Nocturne directly after the original Castlevania series, but after that I'm hoping hubs will indulge me in going through yet another re-watch of Alfabusa's If The Emporer Had a Text-To-Speech Device, including all the voxcasts and shorts and random segues. It's such a fun series. Even if you're not into Warhammer 40k, it is a really fun satire series. Just be aware that the creator had to abandon the project due to Games Workshop fuckery (if you guys thought the WotC stuff was bad... oof) and currently has no plans to return to it.

Current Obsession: At the moment I'm obsessed with two things: youtube disaster documentaries and my many, many WIPs, which now include a 'what if' AU thing I wrote the week before I took over the Destiny's New Servants campaign way back when that I plan to clean up a bit and possibly share. It's nothing more than a snippet, but , y'know. As for the disaster documentaries, that's just a recurring obsession that's randomly popped back up.

No Pressure tags going out to: @sparrow-orion-writes, @warriorbookworm, @ashirisu, @pluttskutt, @mariahwritesstuff

[aveimperatcr]

SOME HEADCANONS AND THOUGHTS.

with how much emps is gonna technically be canon-divergent,, HOOOH MAMA

ill admit i dont have access to the books or codexes, but i've been trying to research a ton about this shitlord and its a bit hard when hes meant to be a big mysterious character, not to mention how shit and convoluted Games Workshop makes things, so i want to at least get some thoughts down!

TW FOR SU//I/CIDE MENTION, WAR, DEATH, MENTAL ILLNESS ETC.

note: there is a headcanon about DID/Dissociative Identity Disorder-- if there are things perceived as wrong or inaccurate, please let me know! i want to portray it as respectfully as possible!!! i have been trying to do research so far!

my brother in christ hes actually up and about!!!!! - a verse i will very often play emps in is him freshly returning from the Golden Throne. somehow, there is a power source-- perhaps from the Emperor's sheer strength or with the assistance of the best of the best from the Priesthood of Mars-- that can properly protect the Webway portal from the Ruinous Powers. finally, having regained some of his strength, the emperor deems it best to actually descend from the Throne to fix what his Imperium has become-- and while there are no doubts that the Emperor himself is horribly flawed, he is determined to at least make things right enough alongside what is left of his sons

emps in my interpretation isn't a COMPLETE cunt - hes still done wildass things. not dismissing that, but some shit seems so arrogant or insane that i want to sort of just. fix shit up a bit

not the WORST dad.... - certainly not the best, either-- emps has all his own issues that are batshit nuts considering he's a psychic superbeing made of like 10 ancient shaman psykers from the beginnings of mankind, but... - i imagine he tries to actually sort of make shit work and actually do things, but with certain situations he might have not realized how he'd HARDCORE change shit like with angron being 'ported away (not knowing angron bonded so much with the other slaves/gladiators) or other shit

malcador? more like malcawhore - i'm probably gonna get executed for this shit but things ive read up about malcador just make me screech-- hes not a good person (neither is emps, believe me)-- to the point bro literally has a half-eldar servant named Ael Wyntor that he tells all his war crimes to, to the point it makes Ael want to turn in their living license personally, and malcador keeps fucking reviving him. - not to mention malcador himself having secret plans of his own for the imperium when confronted by... i believe a wordbearer? (given i BELIEVE the wordbearer was possessed but shits kinda sus if hes got stuff even the EMPEROR doesnt know about) - and fucking choking horus out when horus is concerned about the two missing primarchs, on the day of HIS FUCKING CEREMONY - obviously if people ever do RP malcador we can literally just make our own weird mini canon of the weird friendship (or not-friendship) of malcador and emps, this is just my personal thoughts - i just think that MAYBE things weren't so 'haha!! they're friends amazing cool!!!' behind the scenes

being like 59389124098 psykers in a coat is kinda tough - i imagine while its needed for emps to have psykers be sacrificed to him to make him more powerful, that shit just adds to all his weird sort of incarnations and personalities since theyre being sacrificed to him to give him more power - while it helps him continue to protect Holy Terra, keep up the Astronomican and all sorts of shit... doesnt help mental state very much - literally feels like getting 50 billion people getting crammed into his brain

what are some other things hes got going on with him? - mainly, a headcanon of mine is that for the Emperor, he's got DID (dissociative identity disorder) that would be caused by a traumatic event - this traumatic event specifically is about him first meeting the enemies of Mankind, which would fuel a lot of the Imperium's intolerance (OBVIOUSLY THIS DOES NOT JUSTIFY ANYTHING AND I THE MUN DONT CONDONE) of things mainly not human, but still would allow those that wished to forsake their deities and leaders to join the Imperium of Man. he would never speak about this incident with anyone besides his closest confidants such as Constantin Valdor or Malcador - there is himself as the host, then three other alters - these alters consist of The Anathema, whom was formed after meeting the enemies of Mankind and is portrayed as a large older fellow that is as tall as the Emperor wearing Custodian armor. then, The Navigator, who specifically comes forth in moments where he requires immense charisma or IMMENSE focus on anything relating to the Warp or Warpspace, taking the form of an abhuman called a 'Navigator' with a third eye upon the forehead and gills, pale skin and elongated fingers, wearing deep-colored robes and wielding a staff to guide the Emperor's mind through the nonstop battle against the Ruinous Powers. then, there is the Star Child, a young boy resembling the Emperor that could be considered Mankind's innocence incarnate. - his headspace in his mind forms as a grand voidship, with himself at the helm and surrounded by many of his past lives, the ten shamans, and the many psykers that continue to be sacrificed in his name. the alters always stay at their posts-- the Anathema as something akin to a Seneschal, the Navigator in the Navigator's Chair, and the Star Child at the Emperor's side. - while it may not be very apparent to most that do not know the Emperor, he has specific tics that show when he will switch alters-- usually consisting of a sudden clenching of the fists and his head slightly tilting back - whoever fronts has a different glowing eye color due to the Emperor's psyker abilities and how he portrays himself - the Anathema has the fully golden glow of his eyes, brightly glowing, where the Navigator has a softer white glow to the point it almost looks blue, and the Star Child does not have the glow but instead gentle brown irises. the Emperor's own eyes are a golden iris, but not an engulfing glow - usually when switching alters, the Emperor's alters will have some knowledge on what happened before fronting and often co-con, but sometimes-- that will not always be the case, and often it will be the Anathema who will front if the Emperor himself cannot.

practically an eldritch horror god - even if emps doesnt WANT to be a god, he. he kinda is one - literally because of how a LOT of the Imperium if not all of it worships him as the God-Emperor, the Immaterium has made it fucking real that he is indeed a god and thus he also takes power from it - he can't influence things very well from his throne but if you were in the Warp or in the Immaterium somehow, bro is helping you - he can mainly influence things in terms of dreams, assisting people in some ways like making Living Saints, and using the special tarot cards with pieces of his essence in the Emperor's Tarot for Divination Psykers to use in order to figure out the future - he cannot exactly TALK to people very well... if someone were to somehow approach the Golden Throne or was permitted to, they would deal with an experience much like Guilliman and (i believe Mortarion as he was forced into a memory of Guilliman's?) practically hear billions of voices talking over one another, trying to talk and come forward, unable to ever really come together as the Emperor fractures more and more, but sometimes, sometimes... there will be one voice in the far back of the head who will speak up, and that is the Emperor himself, coming forth

[2lim3rz]

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.

[ironsoulironfist]

My 30k wordbearers ive painted so far

[mahleb]

[derelictpixies-creatorium]

Word Bearers Commission I'm working on for someone . #warhammer40k #warhammerworld #30k #horusheresy #horusheresy30k #elementexposure #warhammercommunity #paintingwarhammer #inq28 #40k #derelictpixie #40kconversions #warhammer30k #miniatures #convertingwarhammer #warhammer40k #spacemarine #spacemarines #chaosspacemarines #wordbearers30k #wordbearers40k #wordbearers https://www.instagram.com/p/CkydMUXouwX/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[deffdread]

Word Bearers Venomcrawler #warhammer #warhammer40k #40k #chaosspacemarines #wordbearers #hereticastartes #traitorisastartes #daemonengine #venomcrawler #paintingwarhammer (at Lexington, Kentucky) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpY2tSlg36f/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[pv-miniatures]

This is my favourite of the traitor guard / vraks renegades. Looks ghoolish but competent, definitely more trained soldier than forced into service. Also tried to take better pics this time to show off more of the colours in the paint scheme #warhammer #traitorguard #paintingwarhammer #renegadesandheretics #warhammercommunity #chaos #gamesworkshop #grimdark #renegademilitia #forgeworld #imperialguard #astramilitarum #siegeofvraks #chaoscultists #cadia #paintingminiatures #cadiastands #vraks #miniaturepainting #miniatures #warhammerpainting #chaosspacemarines #blackstonefortress #painting #wordbearers #catachan #dkok #wargaming #kitbash https://www.instagram.com/p/CkXo7PLtZ5V/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[zenosanalytic]

Paintbrush, PlasGlue, and Holy Clipper: Day 5: The Clothes and Hair

I should have probably written this BEFORE catching up on tumblr -___- Oh well

Ok so last night I decided to apply another layer of Casandora yellow to Archer, and one of nuln oil to HB, and here's what they looked like in the morning

I think it helped a LITTLE, spcl on Archer. I also noticed some extra detail in HB's hair while checking them over and decided to paint that steel, expanding her headband.

Now to decide on highlights. I decided to use Sybarite and Gauss Blaster Green for the emerald wrap, HB's pommel-gem, and Archer's fletching(drybrushed), and screamer pink gradually lightened with Emperor's Children pink for the tyrian. I also decided to decided to darken the recesses of the green wrap with some dark angels green contrast paint. And: the brushes I used

Unfortunately I need to work on my drybrushing as I killed all the nice recesses on Archer's fletching, and had to go over it with a contrast again(and another 45mins letting it dry -___-) It was fine after that tho

After this I did the highlights on the flesh and red-leather(first making a mix of mournfang and zandri, which didn't work, and then a mix of mournfang and cadian flesh, about 1 to 2, which did), then the dark leather(using a mix of dryad bark and andri dust, about 2 to 1); then the highlights on the bow, strings, and furlining using screaming skull(I did much better dry brushing this). Here's how that looked

After that I moved onto the hair, mixing macragge blue and corax white to make highlights for HB, and Mephiston Red and Fire Dragon to make them for Archer

I like it! Tho in future I'll try to gradually build them up better; HB spcl suffers on this, I think. After that I went in with Wordbearer Red and Abbadon Black to darken the recesses

And that was that! I only had two hours to paint today -___- I'm pretty pleased with the progress so far, tho Im not sure if my photography is really doing a good job of showing you What's Up with the hair |:T |:T The glare's pretty bad; maybe I'll try using less natural light in future.

So with this done what I've got left is 1)edge highlighting the leather straps I forgot to do today with jokaero orange X| and 2)metallic highlights!

[clownaddict]

Currently reading Kingsblade by Andy Clark, a book about a young inexperienced knight-pilot and heir to the throne who suddenly has to deal with NOT ONLY the invasion of chaos Astartes but also the death of his father and ascension to the throne amidst an ongoing war

BUT LIKE

I’ve got like 50-60 pages left and we got an ENTIRE ASCENDED WORDBEARER left to deal with??? DANIAL HOW THE FUCK ARE WE GOING TO WIN THIS

Edit: Turns out Wordbearers aren’t a match for the unbearable weight of disappointing the dark gods