I'm just trying to collect all the cute pictures that drawfags have made for 40k.
Grimd'awwwwrk 40k
Adam Cox
Blake Nguyen
not fucking again
just go watch Invader Zim or some Tim Burton garbage
Liam Morales
Kevin Ward
It's not 2006, user.
Logan Ross
Eli Lewis
Part 2.
James Ross
Jordan Hughes
Josiah Walker
Drazhar best boy
Jaxon Russell
Kayden Morgan
This always hits me in the feels.
William Wood
Cameron Ortiz
Grayson Flores
I feel like this counts.
>For those we cherish, we die in Glory!
Jaxson Flores
>that one scene from the salamanders books where the boy defends a tough as nails no bs marine with a shovel
>the marine is literally rendered speechless with emotion
>the boy joins the salamanders
Luis Brooks
Pls do not post this
Hunter Wilson
>Request this pic a long time ago on a drawthread.
>See it on multiple forums and such.
Man, I never knew people would love it this much.
Ayden Smith
Real part 2.
Jonathan Allen
These feels. They hurt.
Angel Hernandez
Why do people like Lamenters so much? Their gimmick is they have super bad luck.
Juan Wood
It's rare to see the soft side from Astartes, and pretty emotional when it happens.
When you throw in the genuinely nice chapters like the Salamanders or the Lamenters (who keep on going no matter how hard they get fucked) it results in major feels. There's just something awesome about the Astartes who take their role as defenders of humanity seriously.
I have these too.
Charles Wright
These tears are real user. There's even a blanket!
Jack Sanchez
user this is supposed to be a thread for cute things
John Lee
Jose Sullivan
The gimmick isn't just that. The fact they're still obsessively loyal after how bad they've been fucked over, and how they keep answering the call of duty and surviving despite the odds is inspiring.
They're also one of the most mortal-friendly chapters there is too. Only the Salamanders probably beat them out in terms of how dedicated they are to the people of the Imperium.
Ryan Nguyen
The ultimate underdog
Josiah Bennett
people get bored of grimderp.
Jaxon Jenkins
Kayden Taylor
Oliver Wilson
But only boys can be space marines user
Parker Jones
too much meat/10
someone get this amateur enginseer to the workshop for some augmentations
Oliver Cooper
Anthony Parker
I thought admechs come out of vats fully grown?
Gavin Murphy
Dominic Ramirez
Really depends on the forge world in question.
Most of the time, though, it's just easier to "cull" those with talent from the local populations and uplift them into your ranks. After all, humans are humans, and as long as you have humans in a group there will be funerals, fights, and fucking, the latter of which causes children as a natural byproduct.
Parker Watson
Josiah Bennett
Salamanders are too pure for this sinfull world.
Christopher Williams
>how dedicated they are to the people of the Imperium.
This. The awesomeness of how they tell the Ultramarines to go pound sand is only eclipsed by the sheer tragedy of how the slaves, unable to bear witness to their would be rescuers getting wiped out to the last marine, ask them to give them the Emperor's Peace and survive.
The rest of the Crusade didn't give a shit about the humans being enslaved by the Orks under hellish conditions. Only the Lamenters did. Calgar didn't try to commend them for saving people, but rather for taking out an enemy resource.
It's like when the Black Templars got pissed off that the Salamanders showed up in Helsreach just to defend the populace.
Christopher Gomez
>Boy will become an Imperial Fist
>Will die while saving Dadornable during the final battle of the End Times
Gabriel Hall
>It's rare to see the soft side from Astartes, and pretty emotional when it happens.
The bit from the Eisenhorn books with the corrupted psyker child and the Aurora marine was so fucking sad.
Cooper Wilson
I want a Salamanders/Lamenters team up.
Aaron Nelson
Nah. No matter how much flesh they remove, they are still human on the inside.
Even Cawl showed that he's good with kids (it was that one novel where a Space Marine recruit escaped and got somehow into his workplace).
Austin Gray
>Even Cawl showed that he's good with kids (it was that one novel where a Space Marine recruit escaped and got somehow into his workplace).
can someone post this? it sounds pretty neat to read
Liam Green
It was a PDF novel from the Dark Imperium someone posted some time ago. Sadly I don't have it.
Ryan Allen
Are we sure the kid wasn't just mute from terror and doing whatever Cawl said?
Dylan Roberts
I read eisenhorn but I don't recall this, care to elaborate?
Carter Roberts
There's so much emotion in his faceplate.
Adam Scott
Caleb Rivera
From Book 2:
>A Space Marine in the colours of the Aurora Chapter came at him from behind and shredded him into pulp with his boltgun.
>‘Inquisitor?’ the Marine asked me, his voice distorted by his helmet mic. ‘Are you all right?’
>He helped me up.
>‘What insanity is this?’ he rasped.
>‘You have a vox-channel, Marine? Alert Lord Orsini!’
>‘Already done, inquisitor,’ he crackled.
>Behind us, the tractors exploded en masse, flinging fire and debris high into the air.
>A scalded child ran past us, shrieking.
>The Marine grabbed the child in his massive arms.
>‘This way, this way, out of danger...’
>‘No,’ I said slowly. ‘Don’t... don’t...’
>His visored face swung up at me in confusion, the child cradled in his arms.
>‘Don’t what?’ he asked.
>‘Look at the brand! The mark there!’ I yelled, pointing to the Malleus rune burned into the child’s ankle. The hammer of witches. The brand-mark of the psyker.
>The Chaos child looked up at me and grinned.
>‘What mark?’ asked the Marine. ‘What mark are you talking about?’
>‘I...I...’
>I tried to fight it, please know that. I tried to repel the unholy power of the child’s mind as it groped into my head. But this thing, this ‘child’, was far beyond my powers to contain.
>Kill him, it said.
>My hand was shaking, resisting, as I swung the boltgun around and shot the Marine through the head. A searing white agony flooded my horrified being.
>Now kill yourself, it suggested, chortling...
Joshua Price
Carter Smith
Nope. But he was curious if he were remotely human at this point.
Kayden Turner
The Sons of Sanguinius have a history of being kind to normal humans. Even more so by 40K, where they feel guilty over going Dracula on them once in a while.
>Both warriors snapped to mechanical halts as two figures manifested before them. Diocletian’s spear was free in a blur of ruthless precision, levelled down across one of the refugee’s throats. Its keen edge sang with a soft metallic chime from cutting the air so swiftly.
>‘Sacred Unity!’ Zephon hissed the curse across the vox. ‘What are you doing?’
>Diocletian looked down into the wide eyes of a young boy, no more than seven or eight Terran standard years old. The figure at the youth’s side was even more diminutive: a girl, the boy’s sister by the uniformity in skin tone and facial structure, a year or two younger. Diocletian had no talent for estimating the ages of unmodified humans. She looked up at the Custodian with wide, terrified eyes. A scream sounded from the crowd, the plaintive cry of their mother. Both children’s mouths were wide, their lips shaking.
>Diocletian lifted his blade away from the boy’s throat and reactivated his helm’s mouth grille to speak aloud. ‘My apologies,’ he said with grave formality. The children flinched at the rawness of his vox-altered tones.
>Zephon moved slowly, reaching up to remove his own helm. He stood bareheaded before the two children as their mother reached them. The boy, resisting his mother’s attempts to herd him, tore free and stood before Diocletian once more.
>‘Are you the Emperor?’
>Diocletian stood motionless. ‘Is that a jest?’ he asked, making the boy flinch at the tone.
>Zephon’s smile was bittersweet as he looked down upon the boy. He lowered himself slowly, his red war-plate grinding loudly through the motion, until he was on one knee before the child. Even then, he was still thrice the boy’s height.
Jason Thompson
Bentley Powell
>‘No, child,’ the Blood Angel replied. ‘He is not the Emperor. Though he knows the Emperor very well.’
>Tears ran from the edges of the boy’s eyes. The immensity of the armoured giants before him filled his senses, from the assault of overwhelming red and gold to the thrum of active battleplate. Awe was writ plain across his young features. Awe and desperation and an expression of fearful need.
>Diocletian would have voxed his irritation had Zephon still been wearing his helm to hear it. Zephon was blind and deaf to the Custodian’s annoyance, or simply chose to ignore it.
>‘What is your name, young one?’
>‘Darak.’
>‘Darak,’ the Blood Angel repeated. ‘My name is Zephon. And as grand as my companion appears, he is not the Emperor. What is wrong, child?’
>The boy stammered his words. ‘I... I want to ask the Emperor when we can go home. My parents are still there. We left them behind. We had to get to the evacuation ships.’
>Diocletian glanced to the woman protecting the little girl. Not their mother, then. Her facial structure bore the signs of familial resemblance, so there was some genetic linkage. An aunt or older cousin, perhaps. He removed the target lock playing over her filthy face, dismissing it along with his cursory interest.
>Zephon wasn’t as compelled to move on. ‘I see,’ the Blood Angel said. ‘And what world do you call home?’
>‘Bleys. We’re from Bleys.’
>Zephon nodded as if he knew the world well. Diocletian doubted that any of the IX Legion had ever set foot upon it, useless backwater that it was. ‘Then you’ve travelled far,’ said the Blood Angel. ‘Welcome to Terra, Darak. You’re safe here.’
>Safe for now, Diocletian added silently.
Adrian Jackson
>‘What are your parents’ trades?’ Zephon asked the boy. ‘If they were fighting, they must be soldiers?’
>The boy nodded. ‘They were fighting the grey machine men from Mars.’
>‘My parents are warriors, as well,’ said Zephon, neglecting to mention that they had died over a century ago on the radiation-choked deserts of Baal’s second moon. Their ashes would be nothing more than blight dust on the wasteland winds by now.
>The boy, Darak, turned his eyes up to Diocletian. ‘Are your parents soldiers?’
>‘No,’ said Diocletian. ‘They are long dead. My mother was a slave who died of intestinal flux, and my father was a barbarian king executed by the Emperor’s own hand for opposing the principles of Unity.’
>‘The... what?’
>‘I’ve finished speaking with you,’ Diocletian told the boy.
>Darak narrowed his eyes at Diocletian before returning his gaze to Zephon. ‘I want to go back for my parents. I want to ask the Emperor to send the Space Marines,’ he vowed with painful conviction. ‘The Emperor could send you, couldn’t He?’
>‘He could,’ Zephon agreed, ‘and perhaps He will. I will ask Him of His plans for Bleys the next time I stand before Him.’
Isaiah Bailey
>tfw you don't have a cute succubus as a mom
Jonathan Morales
>The hope in the boy’s eyes made Diocletian’s gorge rise. He was all too aware of the many eyes upon them at the heart of this ludicrous exchange.
>‘Our duty awaits,’ he said, his tone terse.
>‘Indeed,’ replied Zephon. ‘Now, Darak, I must do my duty to the Emperor. Thank you for taking the time to speak with me.’
>The boy nodded, mute. Zephon replaced his helm. His voice emerged through the harsh, drawling rasp of his vox-grille. ‘Look after your sister, Darak.’
>Darak moved to his aunt and sister, the latter weeping softly after the scare Diocletian had given her. Diocletian walked on with Zephon at his side. If the refugee herd’s stares had been an irritant before, they were practically boring through the Custodian’s armour now.
>‘You are a creature of pointless sentiment,’ Diocletian voxed to his new companion.
>He heard Zephon’s sigh as they walked onwards. ‘You said I disappointed you, Custodian. I assure you that the feeling is mutual. I had not imagined conversing with one of the Ten Thousand to be such an exercise in soulless discourse.’
Shit about ADB aside, I actually really liked Zephon as a character, and how he (and Dorn) contrasted with Diocletian in terms how how they felt about normal humans. Valerian from Watchers of the Throne is also an interesting look at how millennia of shame have changed (some of) the Custodes.
Tyler James
Did they turn down the honor because they let so many citizens die? Or am I missing something?
I'm playing a Salamander in a DW game right now and I was silently hoping for this exact thing. Got close at least.
Tyler Long
Julian Nguyen
I wonder if E Money planned to get rid of the Custodians too, once the Crusade was over and all had been Unified.
Angel Powell
Isaiah Peterson
adeptas lolitas
Bentley King
Its more that the Lamenters saw the objective as rescuing the civilians, not destroying the mining capabilities. Calgar saw the objective as destroying the mining capabilities, so when he tried to reward them, the Lamenters said no, because they thought they had failed.
Luis Wright
>Their gimmick is they have super bad luck.
losers like me like to think that life is only shitty because we have bad luck, so they're relateable
Kayden Roberts
Angel Ortiz
>look up lamenters
>their insignia is a heart
Man, these guys are dedicated to good despite their terrible luck.
Connor Robinson
Carson Cox
Chase Powell
So I was close at least.
The Lamenters probably edge out the Salamanders for being the best to mortals simply because the former get fucked over so much for doing what is right. The Salamanders, on the other hand, generally can put more in the win column.
Jordan Clark
Book name?
Wyatt Williams
Christopher Reed
>Did they turn down the honor because they let so many citizens die? Or am I missing something?
The Lamenters attacked Slaughterhouse because they wanted to save the humans there (they were moved by their suffering). The rest of the crusade wouldn't help - they didn't see all that much strategic value.
Because they have shit luck, it went poorly. But they still tried to save as many as they could, beating back the Orks with such fury that even the green boyz thought "damn these guys need to calm the fuck down."
The slaves, realizing it was a losing battle and unwilling to watch the Lamenters get wiped out trying to save them, instead asked to be mercy killed. The Lamenters only ended up saving some of them (mostly the women and children), and had terrible losses.
So they and their liberated refugees limp back to the crusade. It turns out the world DID actually have strategic value, because the Orks needed its resources to stay cohesive. Calgar tried to give them an Iron Halo for it.
The Lamenters were pissed. They wanted to save the humans suffering there and incurred horrible losses to do so. It also probably pissed them off that the rest of the crusade only cared about the strategic value rather than the human lives. They refused Calgar's offer, as they saw it as a loss and were bitter.
Ryder Martinez
I'm predicting that gif is going to trigger some autist to complain about how unrealistic a female space marine is.
Tyler Taylor
Evan Cook
No. The Custodians were meant to be the Guardians of Humanity's future, and what he wanted future people to end up like.
And he didn't even want to fully cull the Astartes. Just (supposedly) the unworthy and problematic ones.
Jackson Fisher
Their war cry: "For those we cherish, we die in Glory!"
The ones they cherish are humanity.
Lincoln Sanders
Adrian Collins
The Master of Mankind.
Alexander Morales
I know it isn't cannon but it is cute like most of the things in this thread
Gavin Thomas
Space Wolves are already mutant freaks anyway, it wouldn't be terribly surprising if one of them turned into a woman
Christopher Wood
Brayden Anderson
Levi Gray
Pretty much.
The Salamanders generally tend to be pretty successful all around. Their empathy for normal people stems from 1) Vulkan just being that nice of a dude and 2) they live among their former families and the people of Nocturne and stay connected.
The Lamenters tend to pull of "wins" but Pyrrhic ones at best. Their empathy stems from their own suffering and their determination to do the right thing based on their own historical and genetic flaws. They believe it is their duty to die to the last man to defend individual; humans, not just in the name of the Imperium.
Cooper Gray
Yep. Other chapters/legions tend to be far more mixed in terms of their behaviors (if not downright apathetic or malevolent).
During the Heresy, you see a squad of Ultramarines escort a woman andher baby through a warzone simply because they feel it's the right thing to do. But you also see the Ultramarines kind of fuck over a tons of refugees from Calth in order to ceremonially take care of their own dead (though they feel guilty when confronted about it).
Brandon Foster
>Be kid living on Nocturne
>Sometimes your "uncle" Tu'Shan, who's a Sky Angel, visits
>He tells you and your siblings awesome stuff about other worlds in the void while carrying all of you around on his shoulders - he's really strong!
>He makes the best fire drake barbecue ever! He hunted it himself!
>He can stay up later than anyone else, and likes to read to you about how much his father, Vulkan, and his grandfather, The Emperor, love you all
>He always says that you too could one day become a Sky Angel and watch over your family and all the families across the stars
Thomas Sanders
A little off. The fight actually went REALLY good at first. So good that the entire world was liberated, but an entire Ork fleet was now converging on the planet. The Lamenters had nowhere close to enough ships to evacuate the population, but decided to stay to fight off the oncoming fleet anyway.
Jose King
Happy end?
Charles Jackson
>Uncle Tu'Shan
Why am I grinning so much? Salamanders are bros and I want a story involving them and the Lamenters saving a whole solar system from a Chaos Warband (and how they also try to help the latter from getting into a really big mess).
Please be a Black Templar.
Adrian Jones
I meant poorly as a whole, but yeah - they blitzed the world very well. Things just became a problem and went to shit when they tried evacuating the slaves.
Nathaniel Stewart
>Please be a Black Templar.
Why no a Salamander ?
Nathaniel Lee
Adam Watson
That too, but BTs and SoBs have a very special bond.
That's honestly sad.
Joshua Edwards
Aren't those usualy still taken in as serfs, if some where accepted even as glorious combatans who protecting vital structures while their masters are busy saving worlds?
Emperor, now i want to play an Salamander Arch-Militant
Brayden Foster
>shoveling shit is Arkansas is just as good as storming the beaches on D-Day
I sort of want to give my 30k legion a Militia detachment of serfs.
William Hill
As long as it's not Grey Knight
Christian Campbell
It varies by chapter, but some serfs have great lives. Some are treated like utter shit, some are basically treated like family.
Jonathan Long
you are a good user. I hope good things happen to you
Lucas Smith
Adrian Wilson
Mason Collins
>Be Serf of the Adeptus Astartes Chapter Salamanders defening the Fortress against heretics.
>Come from a old family where almost every generation has a member joining them as Battle Brothers
>Not me tho, got the second heart and the bones but the rest just didn't want to work.
>Not like it would matter now.
>Shit looks grim, too many assholes, way too few hands to fight them all
>can't abbadon fortress, refugees from sourrounding settlement are here, transporters are already fully in use
>...
>Intothefiresofbattle_untotheAnvilofWar.vox
>Keep lighting up those purple bastards
>No matter how much they scream, they just won't quit
>I swear they are enjoying this.
>Down to the last few men and the survivors.
>Heretics are breaking through the door
>Empty my last tank into the frame
>They get even more rieled up
>Chick with lobster claw just smashes my flamer into bits and me against the wall.
>My sight fails me, all i hear is the mad cackle
>Cackle is interrupted by more screams and wet thumping
>Try to clear my eyes and the glorious figures of my masters
>"Good work holding out so long Battle Bother" i hear a voice
>See a Tactical Marine in the doorframe with blood on one hand and a flamer in the other, the Heretic nothing more than a smear.
>I know that Marine, one of the new Generation and in Training he showed bravery and vigour that would make my father proud.
>I would always recognize my little brother