A Small Collection of Fulgrim Pics

Imperial Fists Sergeant

The whole point is that their stupid fascist take over and genocide of 99% of xenos races that could have potentially been allies resulted in them being stuck alone with the other 1% of races that are brutal and terrifying enough to survive as mortal enemies.

The whole point is that their stupid facist empire is so rotten to the core, so miserable and empty in fullfilment that people willingly sell their souls to one of four super satans and their color coded hells just to HAVE something else.

The whole point is that their stupid fascist philosophy will regularly kneecap any attempts at reform or efficency, even if it's an outright improvement with no holds bar because they are so backwards and zealous they would rather scream heresy and demand executions.

Midsommar-Cato Sicarius for @ladymirdan

This man stole my heart 💔💔

The Spear of Telesto

I finally received my masters degree, and now I'm a free person, yaaaaaay🎉 I now have free time and can draw whatever I want whenever, mwahaha

Just a visual I would like to share

Like their all 10 feet tall. It could work

This is an optimal vantage point to scout for potential threats - Lion El'Jonson, Corvus Corax, Rogal Dorn, Angron.

LOOK AT MY PARTNER, EVERYONE. WEEP AT THE SIGHT OF THEIR BEAUTY - Horus Lupercal, Leman Russ, Jaghatai Khan, Fulgrim (but internally).

I will/could lose you in a crowd otherwise - Perturabo, Ferrus Manus, Konrad Curze, Mortarion.

Are you sure this is comfortable, my love? - Sanguinius, Vulkan, Magnus the Red, Lorgar Aurelian, Roboute Guilliman, Fulgrim (externally).

Which one of us is better at it, love? - Alpharius and Omegon - OR alternatively you do it like this:

Here my babies :3

Perturabo determined it’s the most optimal position for you to be in. While he can see the front, you’re controlling back. The fact that your ass is next to his face is just a pleasant bonus (he won’t admit that he calculated it)

-chews on pillow-

No longer the Phoenix of Chemos, broken and fallen, tell me, proud phoenix, did you glimpse your decadent future in your own tears?

You have abandoned the glory you once held, worn away your truth, carved out your kindness, and surrendered to a warm cradle of perfection woven from falsehood and excess.

Hive City