#Abbadon the despoiler

[robot-roadtrip-rants]

GUYS GUYS THEY NAMED AN ARACHNID AFTER ABBADON

IT WAS NAMED ABBADON DESPOILIATOR BECAUSE IT'S ALL SPINY AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

LOOKIT HER! SO SPIKY LIKE A GOOD CHAOS GIRL!

Edit: Guys Abby is an arachnid but not a spider! From the article:

We caught up with Shahan to get the scoop on this awesome turn of events. He was quick to set one thing straight, though – “The species Abaddon despoliator is an arachnid – not a spider,* per se. They don’t have fangs or venom, and they don’t make silk.” Fair enough.

[candyswirls]

Abbadon the Despoiler? More like Abbadon the Spoiled Brat!

Inflicting his daddy issues onto the imperium for over ten millennia like get over yourself and go get therapy. Sorry you didn’t get galaxy-wide domination for your birthday like he promised. Get over yourself.

(Said by someone who has daddy issues)

[dese-o]

I wonder why Games Workshop hasn’t let the cousins meet yet…

[eyeofthestorm888]

Abbadon makes planetfall.

This is going to be a long haul…I feel Drach’nyen being the only deamon that the emperor couldn’t destroy he needed an imposing representation.

[skrankku]

The sailor squad!

[ezekiel13]

I think it’s very cool of me that I named myself after a fictional character and managed to spell that guy’s name wrong.

Like I was 100% convinced his name was spelt ‘Ezekiel’ and I was horrified when I checked in the book. But like I was too deep at that point. And I dislike the spelling ‘Ezekyle’.

But it’s impressive that I accidentally gave myself the biblical spelling of a name rather than the name of a guy literally called “the Despoiler”

[axiseart]

'If at first you don't succeed, fix your ponytail and start again.' -Unknown

[heuldoch7b]

SHUT UPPPPPPP THEYRE SO CUTE

[ms--lobotomy]

I heard some of you were looking for Kyle. Who am I if not a provider?

Summary: Abbadon wants a companion for the night.

Word Count: 1461

Content Warnings: General 40kness, smut, once my Catholic guilt arc is over it’s over for all of you

Image Credit: @squishyowl

You looked out of the window of your cell. It was the one comfort you had here, and the view was almost beautiful. Silent columns of lightning stretched out between magenta clouds, churning away faster than they ever could on any planet. Iron bars marred the view somewhat, but you had to take what you could get in this strange land. The rest of your cell was pitifully dreary, with a curtain closing off what resembled a restroom and a slab of… something that resembled a bed. You chose not to look at those parts. At least, not now.

You heard footsteps coming down the hall. They were heavy and loud, announcing the presence of maybe two or three members of the Black Legion. You barely turned your head from the window before they fiddled with the keys to your cell, almost ripping the bars off of each other. You recognized one’s speech in Low Gothic, but it took you a few moments to really process it.

“The Despoiler wants a word with you.”

You tensed up. They surely couldn’t mean… No matter. You put one foot in front of the other and joined the three hulking men outside your cell. One of them started to walk off, and another prodded you with his chainsword.

“Move.”

You had no choice but to follow these strange men through the halls of the base. You lost track of where you were early on, going into new and uncharted areas of the base. Granted, you’d only ever seen the prison, so this was not a failing of your navigational skills. You hadn’t time to marvel at the interior despite being confined to your cell for what felt like weeks, you and your captors were walking too fast. You had to slightly jog to keep up with them.

Soon enough, you were upon a large door. You ran your fingers along the intricate woodwork, not having felt varnished wood in ages. Two of those strange men looked down at you as you lowered your hand. Another one turned on his vox machine.

“She’s here,” he said, stepping back from the door. The others did so as well, prompting you to do the same.

After a few moments, the door clicked open. You beheld a man taller than the three around you, the first without a helmet that you’d seen in a long while. He had a long top knot at the top of his head, and his eyes bored into you, unreadable. You immediately looked away, trying not to shake in your poorly put together shoes.

“Leave,” he said as the three behind you turned tail and left, muttering to one another.

He watched them as they left before turning his gaze back to you. “You can come in, you know.”

You looked up at him and slowly walked into the room. It must be his private chambers; it was filled with ornate things that you couldn’t have even dreamed of while in your cell. Your eyes darted from the paintings on the wall to the table and chairs built for someone his size. He walked towards the bed, sitting on it as it slightly gave way underneath him. “Come,” he said, scooting over slightly.

“Why do you bring me here?” you asked, rubbing your upper arm with your hand.

He smirked. “I just wanted a bit of company tonight.” He called your name. It was a bit strange on his lips, but it was the first time someone had referred to you by name instead of number.

Was it night? It was impossibly hard to tell in this space between space. You found yourself walking towards the bed and sitting on it next to him as he took his gauntlets off, then his pauldrons, then the rest of the armor adorning his arms. You couldn’t help but notice rippling muscles as your heart beat quicker in your chest.

“Not like I have a choice in the matter,” you said after a moment.

He chuckled. “If you do not wish to be here, I could grab another.”

“No-“ you interjected before you could stop yourself.

He continued taking off his armor, pulling his breastplate over his head before casting it aside. “Good,” he said. He wrapped an arm around your waist, and you tensed up yet again.

“I will not hurt you, unless that is something you desire.”

You looked up at him. He was looking down at you with… reverence, almost. You felt your face go warm as he took your chin in his hand. His grip was firm, but you could tell that he was holding back.

He let go and leaned down to take off his lower armor, and you watched intently as pieces fell to the floor, softly clanking against other pieces. He looked down at you and smirked once he was finished. It was then when he leaned in for a kiss, pressing against soft skin. You were taken aback for a minute before you reciprocated. He grabbed your hips and turned the rest of you to face him, your legs resting against his waist.

He brushed the sides of your shirt up, fabric gathering underneath his hands. You let out a soft moan before freezing, and he pulled away.

“Enjoying yourself?” he asked.

You slowly nodded. He went in for a kiss again, this time biting your bottom lip. You squeaked, grasping for his body glove. You felt him chuckle against you, hands moving underneath your shirt up your back. He pulled away again, his hands moving to your thigh.

“Take it off,” he barked.

Without hesitation, you pulled your shirt over your head. He looked down at you for a moment, running a hand over your body.

“Good girl,” he said, pressing you down onto the bed before planting his teeth on your collarbone. It wasn’t enough to draw blood, but it was going to leave a mark. You let out another high-pitched squeak, and he made another mark even lower. When he had his fill, he went down to your breast and took your nipple in his teeth.

“Abbadon…” you moaned as he bit you there. That was also going to leave a mark.

“What is it?” he asked before moving to your other side to do the same thing. You yelped, your fingers pressing into his back as he trailed lower. He was kneeling before you when he made his way between your legs, pulling your shoes and pants off and parting your legs with ease. He began to feast, eliciting soft cries from you. He reached places you thought someone could never reach, and before long, you came hard on him.

He pulled away, fiddling with the zipper on his body glove before taking it all off. You looked at him in awe before he pinned you down again, your fingers interlocking with his. He planted a quick kiss to your lips before he rubbed himself against you and you looked up at him, pleading.

“You will have to beg for it,” he said, grazing himself against you.

“Please…” you murmured. “Please put yourself in me. I want you.”

“More than anything you’ve ever wanted?”

“More than anything I’ve ever wanted.”

He put himself in, and you cried out. “You are taking me so well,” he said as he slid in further. You couldn’t form any cohesive sentences in response, so you let yourself cry out. He slid himself in to the hilt and stayed there for a minute, watching your face scrunch up and listening to your little yelps before he pulled himself out to do it all again. He started to go faster, and you felt your eyes rolling back. Here you were, stark naked, stretched out over him.

You came a second time, much more loudly and violently than the first. Abbadon smirked above you, victorious. His hands moved to your wrists as he kept going, and soon you realized how much stamina was granted to an Astartes. He kept you up long into the night before he started to speed up one last time. You were loud, and he stuck a few fingers in your mouth. He grunted something in his Cthonian tongue before he shot his load into you, once, twice, then a third time.

Liquid leaked out of you as he pulled himself out of you for the last time and shifted you fully onto the bed. He held you close to him. You relaxed into his hold as he ran a hand through your hair.

“You will not have to spend another day rotting in that cell,” he said.

You closed your eyes and sleep soon took hold of you. You slept better than you had in weeks.

@kit-williams

[ethanarang]

DAILY FACT #7: The Blackstone Fortresses are 6 massive ailen warships and weapons of mass destruction used by both the forces of Chaos and Imperium of Man. They are equiped with Warp Cannon, weapons that can tear holes into the Warp and reap massive amount of destruction. One of the most famous Fortresses, The Will of Eternity was used as a makeshift Meteor after its Warp Cannon's were destroyed to crack the surface of Cadia during the 13th Black Crusade of Abbadon the Despoiler.

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

Creature in a Lake

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Author’s note: Zeth’s debut!

Summary: Zeth is doing Black Legion Things when he gets exploded into Ancient Terra, as a mer, landing in a forest is Not Great, but at least he’s not badly wounded enough to be stuck without options. Finding a lake to rest in, a family unit of humans are unaware of his presence down below. Oddly enough he doesn’t feel like hurting them.

Warnings: Black Legion being Black Legion, hints and/or threats of torture, fighting, violence, let me know if I need to tag anything else.

Tagged: @barn-anon, @bleedingichorhearts, @c-u-c-koo-4-40k, @kit-williams, @sleepyfan-blog,

Tagged Again: @sleepyfan-blog and @whorety-k

Zeth had been having a grand time fighting the loyalist dogs for the glory of the Black Legion, under the command of one of the might Captains, he's never met Abbadon the Despoiler, but he's heard his words and speeches, and he's been told if he's strong enough, and does well enough, perhaps one day he'd be mighty enough to hear words directly from the mouth of one who's the closest thing to a Primarch the BLack Legion has. One of the few who remember and fought alongside the dead Deamon Primarch, long may his memory remain, and the loyalist yet curse his name while they still draw breath, Horus.

Zeth has only ever heard stories from his older brothers about Horus, and has tried to picture the dead man who's will cast them into the Eye of Terror, and only gets a fuzzy image of a larger version of Abbadon. Eh, it's not his place to think on such things as he continues to taunt and cackle and kill the loyalist dogs and help his brothers gather the necessary supplies for their Black Crusade. He tilts his head up and to the side- as he notices something coming there way, it's bright, almost glittery and painful to look out, he bellows out a warning call as he and his brothers scatter.

One of those most wretched Saints have shown up and their 'holy' light and 'blessings of the carrion emperor' making them fucking annoying to deal with and annoyingly difficult to kill for base line humans. And they seem to rally the slowly demoralizing Astra Militarum, and bolster the weak bastards with their glowing presence. At least the fight and killing them is going to be more fun, as the strongest of his brothers are heading straight for the largest and most dangerous threat, while the rest of them go after the base line humans and the loyalist dog Space Marines.

With the luck of the Chaos Gods on their side, the tide of battle turns in their favor, as the planet succumbs to their claws. The cowardly loyalist pig-dogs flee on their ships, and that has him grin with a cackle, the population that's left, is now under their control. Such wonderful sacrifices and servants for their use. The underground resistance groups that are trying to get them to leave or kill as many as possible that they need to put down is really starting to annoy Zeth as he snarls and shakes one of the base line humans in the resistance as they glare and wriggle, ineffectively in his claws.

"To the interrogators with you, pathetic mortal," He hisses as he tosses them into a cell, lightly enough not to kill them, but most definitely enough to wound them when they land. The satisfying crunch of their bones and the stifled whimpers is music to his ears as cackles and taunts the human before heading off as he notices the interrogators approaching.

His job had been to capture and soften up some of the resistance members before the main interrogators came, and he was happy to do his job. Chasing down mortals who still fought them and tossing them to his older brothers to torment and use as they please. The explosion catches him off guard as he's sent flying through the air and swears viciously. Waking up in a strange forest he doesn't recognize has him frowning as he looks around his hands clenching and unclenching as he slowly stands up and looks around, he lashes his tail around in frustration, using his 'swim through the air' technique to not be on the ground any more.

He's glad that he's not injured enough that using this ability is difficult or inaccessible due to lack of energy. He continues to 'swim' through the air as he tries to find a source of water, or an ocean, grumbling about the grox-shit he has to deal with. It takes several hours of 'swimming' in the air before he finds a source of water- and it's fresh, that is large enough for him to flop in. It's a lake, and fresh water, but as he sighs in relief at the feeling of the water against his scales, it still feels nice to be in the water.

They were blessed with the ability to withstand the dark of space and shoal together in the Warp, but he's still injured and the fresh water will help him in recover, not as much as being in salt water, but it will do in a pinch. He heaves out another sigh, watching as the bubbles go to the surface and decides to take a nap. Once he's better recovered he'll try to see if he can vox someone to help him, and what the cost of said help could be. He'd been 'swimming' for hours, and while he'd tasted pollutants in the air and water of this planet, it's not nearly so wretched as some of the planets he has been to.

Also, while he seen in the distant, primitive looking technology, he's yet to see any people, either base line humans or Xenos. He stretches as he yawns, the nap he'd taken had last a while as he notices that the sun's position in the sky has changed, he also notice something else. A primitive boat is now near the edge of the water. Curious he heads over towards it, head tilting a little in curiosity and sees some base line humans puttering about the edge of the water and near the boat that they’d set at the edge.

The language that they speak isn't one that he recognizes. Which has him tilting his head from side to side as he tries to pick up what they are saying. From the looks of the base line humans, they look like a family unit. A couple of children, a couple of striplings, a couple of adults, and a couple of elders. Wearing bright colored clothing, the youngsters wearing some bright puffing looking vests as they clamber into the boat and start to head deeper into the water. He swims down lower as he watches them putter about on the surface of the lake above him.

One of the youngsters in the vests jumps into the water and pops up, the vest seemingly helping them float as they giggle and squeal in that language, he can't recognize seemingly egging the other youngster in the vest to come into the water. His hands twitch and his claws extend and release as he thinks about what he could do, what he might do, but these humans don't even know he's here. Besides, he's not in the mood to go after civilian base lines. For now, at least. So, he stays at the bottom of the lake, watching them splash about.

[variouspolltournaments]

Next up is the Alive For Centuries Tournament.

Submit a character that is at least 2 centuries old, along with where they come from and (if you want) propaganda through ask or submit a post.

SUBMISSIONS CLOSED

The character does have to be considered alive to count. I know I said otherwise a while back but I have since changed my mind. As a result ghost or vampire characters, to give a couple examples, no longer count for the purposes of this tournament.

Submissions will be closing on the 15th of September.

Top 4 submissions are the ones I submitted myself.

@tournament-announcer

Submissions in bold have propaganda, submissions not in bold do not have propaganda. Whether they do or do not have some already, you are still free to submit some.

SUBMISSIONS:

Chibiusa Tsukino (Sailor Moon)

Saint Germain (Code: Realize)

Agatha Cromwell (Halloweentown)

Charlie Morningstar (Hazbin Hotel)

Glep (Smiling Friends)

John Gaius (The Locked Tomb)

Ren (My Demon Roomate)

Chiron (Percy Jackson)

The Doctor (Doctor Who)

Aries, Leo and Sagittarius (Chronicles of the Red King/Charlie Bone)

Breq (Imperial Radch/Ancillary Justice)

The Strength and Patience of the Hill (The Raven Tower)

Addie LaRue (The Invisible Live of Addie LaRue)

Andrew Martin (Bicentennial Man)

Galadriel (Lord of the Rings)

Connor MacLeod (Highlander)

Princess Kida (Atlantis the Lost Empire)

Hooty (The Owl House)

Cecil Palmer (Welcome to Night Vale)

Zhongli (Genshin Impact)

Darkstalker (Wings of Fire)

Scythe Curie (Arc of a Scythe)

Merlin (BBC Merlin)

Logan Howlett (Deadpool and Wolverine)

Lilia Vanrouge (Twisted Wonderland)

Mother Gothel (Tangled)

Davy Jones (Pirates of the Caribbean)

Zunesha (One Piece)

Foeslayer (Wings of Fire)

Jerboa III (Wings of Fire)

Gruff (Tinkerbell and the Legend of the Neverbeast)

Melog (She-Ra and the Princesses of Power)

The Titan (The Owl House)

Rock (Warrior Cats)

Van Hohenheim (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Solas (Dragon Age)

Senku Ishigami (Dr. Stone)

Taiju (Dr. Stone)

Acnologia (Fairy Tail)

Irene Belserion (Fairy Tail)

Belos/Philip Witterbane (The Owl House)

The Darf in the Flasc/Homonculus/Father (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Fujiwara no Mokou (Touhou Project)

Houraisan Kaguya (Touhou Project)

Methos (Highlander the Series)

Theresa (The Fable Universe)

Simon Petrikov (Adventure Time)

Jerboa I (Wings of Fire)

Jerboa II (Wings of Fire)

Oprah/Ms. O (Odd Squad)

Grandmaster Yoda (Star Wars)

Reaver (The Fable Universe)

Rowena MacLeod (Supernatural)

Rashek/The Lord Ruler (Mistborn)

Carbink (Pokemon)

Xie Lian (Tian Guan Ci Fu)

Giratina (Pokémon)

The Axolotl (Gravity Falls)

Lucifer Morningstar (Hazbin Hotel)

The Master (Doctor Who)

Dongfang Qingcang (Love Between Fairy and Devil)

Atticus O’Sullivan (Iron Druid Chronicles)

Lynette Mirror/Cupid (Cupid Parasite)

Vaati (The Legend of Zelda)

Pian Ran (Till The End of the Moon)

Fangyue (Yin Yang Master: Dream of Eternity)

Liliana Vess (Magic the Gathering)

Carol Malus Dienheim (Senki Zesshou Symphogear)

Quenthel Baenre (Dungeons & Dragons)

Pride (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Lust (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Lord Death (Soul Eater)

Asura (Soul Eater)

Excalibur (Soul Eater)

Arachne Gorgon (Soul Eater)

Medusa Gorgon (Soul Eater)

Cthulhu (Cthulhu Mythos)

Keziah Mason (Cthulhu Mythos)

Mortarion (Warhammer 40k)

Fulgrim (Warhammer 40k)

Perterabo (Warhammer 40k)

Lorgar Aureiian (Warhammer 40k)

Magnus the Red (Warhammer 40k)

Angron (Warhammer 40k)

Typhus (Warhammer 40k)

Lucius the Eternal (Warhammer 40k)

Fabius Bile (Warhammer 40k)

Kharn the Betrayer (Warhammer 40k)

Ahzek Ahriman (Warhammer 40k)

Abbadon the Despoiler (Warhammer 40k)

Asdrubael Vect (Warhammer 40k)

The Devil (Reaper)

Nina (Reaper)

Gladys (Reaper)

Tony (Reaper)

Ikaros (Heaven's Lost Property)

Princess of the Klaxosaurs/001 (Darling in the Franxx)

Orsted (Mushoku Tensei)

Hitogami (Mushoku Tensei)

Deus Ex Machina (Future Diary)

Kagura (Senran Kagura)

Lucoa (Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid)

Ilulu (Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid)

Kanna (Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid)

Gollum (Lord of the Rings)

Lolth (Dungeons & Dragons)

Fitoria (Rising of the Shield Hero)

Hamsuke (Overlord)

Cosmo (The Fairly Odd Parents)

Wanda (The Fairly Odd Parents)

Etna (Disgaea)

The Thing (The Thing)

Phillip J. Fry (Futurama)

Echidna (Queen's Blade)

Earth-chan (Femdom University)

Wuya (Xiaolin Showdown)

Chase Young (Xiaolin Showdown)

Dojo Kanojo Cho (Xiaolin Showdown)

Hannibal Roy Bean (Xiaolin Showdown)

Master Monk Guan (Xiaolin Showdown)

Roswaal L. Mathers (Re:Zero)

Beatrice (Re:Zero)

Anya Jenkins (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)

Zel (Interspecies Reviewers)

Elma (Interspecies Reviewers)

Lorna (Interspecies Reviewers)

[aviruserothanatoguru]

sketch

Abaddon the Despoiler. Fan art based on the Warhammer 40K universe. This was inspired by episode 9th of the "Hammer and Bolter" animation. The Black Legion devastates the Necron underground tombs. Abbadon punishes the necron Lords.

[dese-o]

Huh…

[eyeofthestorm888]

Abbadon makes planet fall

The base is complete, I’m thinking I’ll add some white from top for a zenithal effect, not sure. I’ll let it sit for a month before I’m confident about painting it. Let’s see what happens

[tagedeszorns]

Ok, here me out. Abbadon has a passive aura that spoils food around him. That's how he got the Despoiler title

Lyras had been looking forward to some tasty, tasty ice cream. But then Abaddon walked by and now it's just a cone of sad.