I Did More! And I Think I Wanna Do Even More!!! I Got The Older Butch Furry X College Femme Human, Brain

Im starting to doubt the comic so I’m posting it before changing my mind

This story was written by the super talented and amazing @utterimmolation

"A Chance at Redemption."

The first thing Horus noticed was the quiet.

The Warp whispered, barked, *screamed* to him constantly these days. It was harder to hear himself anymore. The Gods told him secrets and truths, but his own thoughts became quieter and heavier. He was so much more nowadays, but there was a tiny gasp buried deep within that dared to murmur that he had only diminished.

He's gotten used to pushing that doubt away. The Gods assure him of the righteousness of his path, his legacy, his drive to see the False Emperor dashed from his ostentatious chair.

But here, on one of Etheria's twelve moons, standing across from his lone sister, his head is shockingly, disconcertingly ~~mercifully ~~, *quiet*.

The siblings study each other in silence for several moments. This is one of the least developed moons of the dozen, which is no doubt why Adora had chosen it. He briefly wonders if she had rigged it to blow or perhaps intends to repay him and his Sons in kind for Istvaan but dropping nuclear armaments from orbit but dismisses the idea. Adora can be surprisingly ruthless, but she would not dare risk damage to the moons and especially not Etheria and its people.

It is a character trait that makes her predictable but dangerous, much like Vulkan: their love of mortals makes them easy to maneuver, but strikes against them must be fast, hard and final, lest they rise again with greater and overwelming fury and unfortunately, that last part has proven remarkably difficult to overcome.

"You know why I am here," he finally breaks the silence.

Adora's mouth twists. "I do," she acknowledges.

"And?"

Adora takes a half step forward, her honor guard shadowing her every twitch, like children hiding behind their mother's skirts, unwilling to let her be parted from them. He hears Abaddon scoff quietly, his First Captain disgusted at the weakness he perceives.

Horus sees what it truly is. Love, beyond reason or doubt, beyond sense. The Sons of She-Ra love her, with such intensity that to lose her risks triggering a fury to rival that of Angron himself. Of course, perhaps that is not so surprising. The Slave of Nuceria hated so much only because he had once loved so fiercely and completely that its loss had stripped him of all humanity and rendered him little more than a beast.

"You come to me with a proposition. Let me give one instead: turn away from your Rebellion. Disavow the Chaos Gods. Disavow the Emperor. Disavow the butchers and sadists and monsters you've aligned yourself with. And stay here."

Horus blinks, surprised beside himself. An appeal to him hadn't been unexpected. An opportunity to be granted asylum had. "You would welcome me to Etheria?"

"You would have to pay penance. To even *begin* to pay for the crimes you've committed, the atrocities you've done... would take millenia. But you would be free and protected from both the Warp and the Emperor. I would stand with you. You could find redemption. Could help me build a universe of connectivity, communication...love. You could find peace." The Princess of Power slowly extended her hand. "You need only ask."

The voice that has been silenced and stifled for so long under the burning Gaze of Chaos is screaming at him now, louder than it's ever been. He is abruptly aware, for the first time in weeks, how grimy and heavy his armor feels, how hungry and thirsty and tired he feels. He...he cannot remember the last time he ate. Slept.

He looks past his sister, up at the distant glow of Etheria, and remembers the peace of the world. The smiles of children. The brotherhood of Space Marines, learning, training...living. He remembers being...happy.

He looks at his sister's hand, and his soul screams at him to take it.

He swings Worldbreaker instead.

It meets her golden shield in an explosion of rainbow Warp energy, and both Primarchs are pushed back several feet. Their respective sons stumble, and many fall.

Horus looks at her and sees only sadness and pity, and he feels a hate to rival that which he feels for his very Father.

Abaddon must give the order, as the Word Bearer ships and that of Etheria's fleet begin to fire at each other. Adora has her sword now and she's coming towards him but he ~~doesn't want to fight her~~ can't waste time now, not when the Emperor's gaze searches for him and Ultramar's fleets grow closer to reinforcing Terra.

He presses the teleporter on his belt and slams back into his quarters on the *Vengeful Spirit* only to fall to his knees as the protective aura of Etheria's territory disappears and the God's Gazes return to him with renewed focus and force. They see his doubts, his fears and they sooth him even as they shred at him for his impudence.

He does not know how long he kneels in his quarters, body, mind and soul wracked by agony. He only knows his fury is incandescent when a Son arrives to inform him the World Bearer fleet has been defeated and they are in-route to Mars. He dashes the Marine and two dozen serfs against the walls before the rages abates itself even slightly, and as he makes his way ti the bridge he promises himself this:

When the Emperor lies dead at his feet, he will return, with all of his forces, and lay waste to Etheria, until its seas run red, it's sky turns black and Adora's wife is nothing more than a new carpet before his bed.

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Fuck yeah morty art!!!!!!!😃🥂😊🫶😍♥️

Fulgrim trolls Mortarion and uses Big Brother Magnus as a human shield

Thats it, thats the whole comic.

This goes out to the like two mortarion fans that asked me to draw them

A fun excuse to show off the designs, a return to form for me, im a cartoonist first and foremost,

@justeverythingnothingelse

It's not fair 😭 im a good person. I commit tax fraud, and when i pass by a rich person's house, i always shit on their lawns. (for legal reasons, that's a joke).

Where's my chubby wolf wife?

PS. Fantastic drawing, I love this so much!

wolf wife doodles

Okay so I'm sitting here waiting for the wash on my mini to dray and I started thinking

(Aplogies to any non Fnaf fan followers, my old love once more resurfaces and is taking hold)

But I have to say the FNAF movie was kinda a B- (I know the most Luke warm take), but I have to tell someone this idea i had so ur all my victims.

The Movie, fantastic casting, literally couldn't have been better. The special effects? Phenomenal!! The fact they got Jim Henson company to help make the animitronics was a ture stroke of genius (I'm biased as I adore practical effects) but the writing? Eh.

I know that's not groundbreaking comitary/ nothing no one else had said. But, and I know I'm not the only one to think this, but this would have been a phenomenal TV show/ series.

A thriller series that follows the mad man Wiliam Afton himself (still played by Mathew Lilard) in a Dalmer/Breaking Bad/ Hanibal style.

Or we could follow Henry Emily and see from his point of view in an open secret cat and mouse game with William.

But also have a b plot that flashes to "the present" with grown-up Michael tracking down and cleaning up his father's messes. All in an attempt to save his brothers soul and stop both his dad and his sister.

I definitely want Elizabeth/Baby to be an over arching villain for Mike in the present, Think Sister location esque (season 1 - 2a)

Also, it'd be so fun to get someone who Matthew has really good chemistry with to play Henry Emily. Because you know, before all the child murder and burning alive, they were as close as could be (I always liked to think of them as platonic soul mates, or maybe more) but yeah maybe a 3-4 season show, though I could see it being a tight 2 seasons if written right.

Also, the same practical effects are absolutely nessasary, and I really need them to change the spring locks back to how they're described in cannon because that is way scarier than whatever the fuck the FNAF movie claw ribs have.

Thank you for coming to my Ted talk.

Ooooo!!! I love the composition! "Der Kuss" was a great choice! Asenath's cloak is so psychedelic!

Phaerakh Asenath and Sister Anjya wish you all lovebirds a happy Valentine's Day!

Based on the painting "Der Kuss" by Gustav Klimt!

LETS GOOOOO!!!!! He's so freaking adorable!!!

Hunky Plague Marine voted Cutest Living Corpse over Emperor of Mankind, Loyalists seething

I wanna hold this up to all those ass hats that get upset at stuff that dosent even affect them!!

When I adopted this mentality a year or so ago I felt so... free! I felt way more creative and happy!

People always say the world would be a boring place if we were all the same but I've seen the same people who say this, put down neo pronouns or plurality or any identity that doset fit neatly in a box.

I know it's a cliche and has been turned into a derogatory term, but I truly believe we are all like snowflakes. We're all made from the same stardust just shaped differently.

No human being is the exact same! And isn't that SO FREAKING COOL!!!!!

We, all of us, sentient meat bags are each so unique in our existence that most can't even comprehend each other!

It also costs NOTHING to be nice. To do as OP said and just say, "Cool." COSTS U NOTHING!!!!!!

Plus it feels good to be nice. And not just nice but curious.

I want people to stop insinuating that asking someone about their identity is a taboo thing or offensive in some way. NO!

As long as ur are respectful and genuine in ur curiosity and want to expand ur understanding then don't feel like ur gonna offend anyone

I know people are scared or prefer not to ask in public which is commendable because we all live in a shithole society. But the number of times in private I've had to repeatedly reassure my cis het friends that it's okay to ask, it's alot.

IT IS OKAY TO BE CURIOUS!

It is not okay to be an asshole or faint interest only to make fun of people behind their back! And if u don't get it and don't want to get it. That is also cool. Just leave people to themselves if they're trying to be comfortable in their own skin.

Can't express how stress free being open minded is.

Some lesbians use he/him? Oh cool.

Some people have people inside their head and sometimes it's fictional chars? Sick your brains like a pirate ship they're all working to run.

Some people like being treated like a pet dog? Bark bark bro.

Being fat isn't unhealthy but a perfectly normal type of body to have? Kinda beautiful how different we can all be.

Something doesn't make any fucking sense? Cool an opportunity to learn. And even if I can't figure it out it's cool we still have mysteries today.

MY TWO FAVOURITES!!!! 💓💕💗😭BOTH LOOK ABSAPOSITULY AMAZING!!!!! RGSQJBVAJVSYIB!🥺😍♥️❤️💗💓

Omg I’m bacc

Just for fun I wanted to see what would Traitor Primarchs be like if their Chaos Gods were swapped

So…. Nurglite Fulgrim anyone? Slaaneshi Morty?

I’m also working on Tzeench Angy and Khorn Magnus

I just think it would be funny seein them fall not to the Chaos God who “fits” them, but something so contradictory to their very nature that it could actually balance all the ways in which they are damaged… or at least, that’s what they would think.