someone has to remember

I will not compromise on this.

After all these years, a dream came true. ❤️

🐺🐕🌔 Portrait and comic of wolf pup*

I won't overexplain myself, but They should Kiss.

I WAS going to leave The comics Black and White but I Would Never The chance to render some beef

And HERE is each phase of This Crazy aaaaa digital rendering. Forbid myself from using eraser or AirBrush on This One, Because I wanted to Keep The Caligraphy brush texture and make It a more digital look rather than the usual smooth style I was doing before.

Never be afraid, Young Skaven, of trying New things, brushes, styles, Never hesitate in changing whatever u feel like changing.

Rating: M

Warning! This fic depicts accidental stimulation, one-sided primarchcest, and unfortunate erections. Read at your own risk!

One-sided Sanguinius/Perturabo on Sanguinius' side

Description: On a joint compliance, Perturabo offers to help groom and preen Sanguinius' wings, an act he performs with his pet birds. Sanguinius agrees, reluctantly, and then has to act normal about how good it feels to have experienced hands in his feathers.

This young novice Librarian began his specialization very late. He was once a Black Templar, but during an assault far too close to Dreamcatcher artifacts, his latent psychic powers awakened—very late, and in a wild, uncontrolled manner.

Last Hope arrived at just the right moment, placing themselves between the Black Templars and Mordred in an attempt to prevent his immediate execution. Although Mikael tried to bring the situation to a peaceful resolution, it ultimately ended in a brief confrontation, forcing Last Hope to fall back and retreat with a severely wounded Mordred, who had come dangerously close to being executed by his own brothers.

It has taken him a long time to accept his condition, and even now, he feels a deep sense of self-loathing. He is hostile towards many, still blinded by a rigid belief in how things should be done, and often finds himself at odds with his new brothers... but little by little, he will come around. Or so we hope.

>‘Thank you for remaining with me, Ctesias,’ said Ahriman. Ctesias blinked, nodded, uncertain of how to respond.

Ahriman/Ctesias yaoi for the whole 5 of us Ahriman enjoyers. Mwah! I love my mutuals

Don’t trust him

😾💀This is NOT, in fact, Commissar Ciaphas Cain, it is ma friend from Instagram Ilya, who kinda commissioned This, and his dead girlfriend... Wife... Skull... Cat???? I... Well, commissars can do whatever they want.

I Am still trapped in Burnout limbo, but This I have been taking small jabs at This piece for some months now (lazy, I know, its on the name) Because I have a terrible distaste for drawing commissars for some reason. Idk, theyr clouths are intimidating af to try and render.

Course my favorite parts ARE Always The faces and CRANIUMS so These were Very fun~

Okay, back to being a useless rat.

Oh These are AAAAAA 2626x3500, done 100% on Ibis Paint.

And HERE we have my Old sketches for Babaras Dantioch, from before and after being oldened By The Hrud.

Yes, he is very handsome.

That's why she's the GOAT!