#barabas dantioch

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I had to combine wormget's iconic post with marsskop's gorgeous art. I had to. It just worked too well.

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Marine Meat Monday: Barabas Dantioch

I haven't drawn any MMM for a while. But someone got me off my butt with a really great IW-pic, and so I drew the complimentary loyalist-IW-pic! 😊

[scriberye]

Hi Rye, are you still writing for the prompt list? If so, could you do [INJURY] with the receiver as Barabas Dantioch? He can be the receiver of kisses as well since well he can’t do much kissing with that iron mask of his.

(loud, heavy breathing) I got carried away. Thank you.

Dantioch sits still as you work, a massive and unmoving figure against the dim, flickering lights. Your hands tremble as you disinfect and patch him up, from the wound at his side to the bruising on his hands.

You’re such a frail, shaky little thing compared to him. Your clothes are threadbare and a size too big, making you seem even smaller. And Dantioch’s afraid to move, lest he scare you.

Despite the fear oozing off you, your hands are skilled, honed from years of treating and tending wounds. He wonders how many other brothers you’ve tended to during your life, and how many you failed to save.

You finish securing the final bandage, cradling Dantioch’s large hand in your own smaller ones. For a moment, you just stare at the bandage you so carefully wrapped — and something stirs within you. Some old, forgotten instinct rises to the surface, and you lift his hand up to your lips and press a kiss to his wrapped knuckles.

The gesture is so unexpected and tender that it catches even Dantioch by surprise.

Once realization hits you, you shrink back from him, eyes wide with fear, embarrassment burning hot on your cheeks. “F-Forgive me, my lord!” you stammer, bowing your head low, “I don’t.. I didn’t— !”

Such a transgression could only be met with anger and wrath. You’ve severely overstepped your station, but there is only silence.

Dantioch raises his hand, the same one you kissed just moments before. You flinch as he reaches for you, but he’s gentle as he tips your chin up. Your breath hitches as you search for his eyes beneath the mask.

“Thank you,” he says, his thumb brushing over the swell of your cheek before he cups your face in his broad hand. Dantioch’s touch is so gentle for his size, as if he’s handling something fragile, like you might break at the slightest touch.

“You’re welcome, my lord,” you reply. A blush rises to your cheeks, and you take his hand again, turning your head to place another kiss on the palm of his hand. And for a moment, Dantioch could imagine what it felt like to be human, and not a tool for a seemingly endless war.

🔞 BONUS ROUND. 1k words of smut under the cut, enjoy the Dantioch x F!Reader x Polux sandwich.

Polux tightens his fists at his sides, watching the scene unfold before him. You, Polux’s own personal serf, is spread open wide over his best friend’s lap, fully on display. Though Dantioch is still mostly armored, he’s removed his gauntlets. A thick, calloused finger circles your clit in slow, measured strokes, and you whimper pitifully at the rough sensation against your sensitive flesh.

“Make sure to watch closely, brother,” Dantioch says, his finger dipping lower. You gasp sharply as his finger finds your entrance, pressing inside with a single, firm stroke.

Polux swallows hard, his gaze flickering back and forth between Dantioch’s finger and your flushed face. It’s just one finger, and already his brother has you grabbing onto his wrist and arching your back, begging him for more.

Dantioch moves his finger in and out of you slowly, curling and stroking, finding all the right points to make you shudder and moan his name. You rock desperately against his finger — you’re so close. Then he pulls his finger out with a wet squelch and you whine at the loss.

“Come here, Alexis,” Dantioch says, his fingers parting your folds, revealing the delicate pink of your cunt to Polux’s hungry gaze. “Don’t keep her waiting, lick.”

Polux doesn’t hesitate, crashing to his knees between Dantioch’s legs. His mouth waters at the sight of you — slick with arousal coating your thighs and Dantioch’s fingers. He leans forward, his tongue darting out to circle your clit, teasingly before giving it suck.

“You taste so sweet, little one,” Polux sighs, voice muffled by your flesh.

“More,” you whine, trying to buck your hips and draw Polux closer. “Please, please more.”

Dantioch presses a hand against the back of Polux’s head, urging him deeper into your cunt. Polux groans, working his tongue deeper into your tight heat, filling the room with the sounds of your growing moans, and the wet sounds of his tongue.

Your breath comes out in jagged gasps, chest heaving wildly as your pleasure builds. You toss your head back against Dantioch’s chest, crying out as it finally crests, your body shaking and toes curling as you soak Polux’s tongue in your cum.

“Good work,” Dantioch says, giving your thighs a light squeeze. Polux rises to his feet, his hand lazily working over his rigid length.

Your heart skips a beat as Dantioch lifts you up, the tip of his cock throbbing against your cunt. He eases you down onto him, the sheer girth of him stretching you to your limits and you struggle to accommodate him. You whine, feeling every vein and ridge of his flesh as he spears you open, leaving no space unfilled inside you.

Polux leans over and kisses you, and you can taste yourself on his tongue as he deepens the kiss. Dantioch’s grip on your highs tighten once you’ve taken as much of him as you can feasibly can. He starts to move you up and down on his cock, gradually becoming more rough with each plunge.

Polux pulls away from the kiss, his eyes dark with lust. “Does it feel good, little one?” he asks, stroking your hair back from your sweaty face.

“Uh huh,” you nod dumbly, lost in a sea of sensations and pleasures. “Want you too, sir,” you moan, voice and body bouncing on Dantioch’s lap.

Polux is just the right height for you to reach out and wrap your fingers around his cock, feeling it throb and twitch in your hand. You lean forward and fit as much of him in your mouth as you can. The taste of his pre-cum on your tongue is intoxicating, and you eagerly suck on him, pulling a moan from Polux.

Dantioch’s breathing becomes more ragged and desperate, muffled by the sound of his mask, as he works you up and down on his cock. Each thrust reaching deeper and deeper. With one last powerful surge, he lets out a strangled groan as he releases himself deep inside you.

Reluctantly, you let Polux’s cock slip from your mouth, moaning at the sensation of Dantioch flooding your cunt. He slowly rocks up into you, thick white streaks coating his cock.

Polux quickly takes over, easing you up and off Dantioch’s lap. You shudder as thick globs of cum leak out of your stretched out cunt. Polux guides you onto the bed and onto your hands and knees.

You shiver, feeling Polux position himself behind you, his heavy cock resting against the curve of your ass. And you’re more than happy to arch your back, presenting more of yourself to him.

“Please, my lord,” you beg. “Need you inside me.”

“Patience,” Polux says, running his hands over your curves for a moment before reaching down to line up with your well-used cunt, the cockhead nudging your folds apart as he sinks into you. You cry out, burying your face against the bed as you feel yourself strain and stretch again to take his massive size.

Polux sighs, he bottoms out so quickly, and he goes still, giving you a moment to adjust. He leans over you, bracing himself on his hands above you before he pulling out and slamming back into you. His hips piston, driving his cock into you over and over.

You scream into the bedsheets, holding on for dear life as he pounds you into another orgasm. Polux reaches between your legs, his own calloused finger rubbing your clit in tight circles. It’s enough to push you over the edge, and your body shakes as you cum again.

Polux follows shortly after. The straining flutter of your cunt around his cock triggers his own orgasm. He lets out a long, guttural groan as his cock pulses and floods your cunt with even more cum.

Weak and unable to hold yourself up any longer, you sink down into the bed and sliding off Polux’s cock. The mix of his and Dantioch’s cum oozes out of your cunt, pooling between your legs and soiling the bed.

Exhaustion finally takes its toll and, as sleep begins to claim you, you can hear Polux and Dantioch talk.

“Is she.. Okay?”

“Yes.. drink.. bath..”

“.. .. join us.”

[marsskop]

Polux decides to stay with Dantioch on Pharos, a moment from The Unremembred Empire 🤝

[picatea]

Bo's a good boss, really.

[ladymirdan]

Alexis Polux: “Eww an Iron Warrior. Leave me alone you filthy degenerate. Im not done killing Iron Warriors.”

*Dantioch blushes an kicks his feet*

Dantioch:“Aww the new guy I work with is so sweet and cute, and he is really putting in the effort to make me feel just like home.”

[oceanetabyss]

Barabas Dantioch, way to wedding photo

(I must finish the other half's painting to make the this complete, and don't be lazy any more..)

[the-daily-male]

Today's daily male is Barabas Dantioch from Warhammer The Horus Heresy!

for @icecatnaturals

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pui pui but wh40k

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Just finished my mini Iron Warriors binge.

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the night lords are torturing polux in front of dantioch, i cannot handle this

[battlecatbeta]

Bearbas

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Yeah, I know. I can't draw Polux' Big Naturals and not draw Dantioch's.

[inquisitor-gayfax]

✨ Fic Planning and Outlining ✨

Outlining is a huge part of my writing process and something I love talking about, so since I’m currently suffering something of a writer’s block, I’ve put together a step-by-step explanation of my process below. It is important to note that there is no right answer or best way to outline; as with most things it’s just a matter of finding what works best for you!

I would love it if other folks chimed in and added to this with their own tips and tricks!

Let’s learn from each other!

Outlining Tools & Overall Organization

To start with, I use OneNote to organize everything, but there are a ton of programs out there, and you could even do this with different .txt/word files! The main reasons I like OneNote: (1) oo pretty colored tabs (2) tab folders for making sense of the giant pile of WIPs:

So, I have all the things I’m “actively” working on out in the open, then squirrel away everything else in one of five categories: completed (yay!), short, medium, and long WIPs, then a catch-all category for everything that doesn’t really fit anywhere else.

The Outlining Process

To demonstrate and (hopefully) have a little fun, I’m going to pick a half-baked idea from the “WTF – Miscellany” category and create a new tab as if I’m actually going to write it! So, without further ado, let’s dive in and begin outlining for a multi-chapter AU fic wherein Rogal Dorn and Perturabo are high school girls’ volleyball coaches!

First Page: Tags ‘n Such

I often hear that tags can be the hardest part for writers, which is interesting because this is usually where I start! Something about seeing my fic in the summary format it will eventually appear in on AO3 is very motivating to me, and helps guide my writing. You can always add/change later.

Here is the template I use for easy copy/pasting!

Title: Fandom(s): Rating: Category: Archive Warnings: Relationship(s): Character Tags: Other tags: Summary:

And here’s a screenshot of my first pass for this WIP:

This gives me a chance to talk about one of my FAVORITE writing hacks, which is… [BRACKET TEXT].

I don’t know about everyone else, but my brain consistently feels the need to get everything perfect on the first try, which is very unhelpful and actively counter-productive! I’ve found that when I can’t get the phrasing of something just right, or I’m still not sure what I’m going for, putting some brackets around the text in question and just scribbling whatever’s in my mind at the moment allows me to move on without getting bogged down.

If it’s in brackets, I give myself permission to be silly, OOC, anachronistic, or messy, and boy is it a lifesaver sometimes.

Once I have the AO3 info fields done, I draw a little line below the summary and start filling in what I call the “brainstorm space” (that inevitable turns into a mini-outline I need to move over to another page at some point). This is another place I allow myself to be messy. I scribble down thoughts on narrative structure, inspirations, setting, key moments/scenes, themes, motifs, stuff I absolutely need to include, and any overarching things that will be helpful to have before planning in earnest.

Here’s what it looks like for this fic:

Not much there now, but it’s a start, and that��s what outlining is all about!

Second Page: Detailed Outline

A bit of a note here – I used to have a separate page for a “mini-outline,” i.e. a less detailed version, but the brainstorm space basically serves this purpose now, so it’s less common.

This is where the actual structural planning starts to take place. I’ve gotten into the habit of using bracket text here, too, to serve as shorthand summaries of each point. For a multi-chapter fic, I’ll also make sure to note where I think the chapter boundaries will fall, though obviously this is subject to change.

So, a barebones one for this fic might look something like this:

There’s not much there right now, but that’s fine, because (1) it’s in bracket text and (2) this is just the skeletal structure for what comes next: filling it in as you get inspiration.

My brain tends to want to write longfics, but never linearly, of course. Sometimes I get raw bursts of inspiration for scenes, so the way I work with this is to scribble (on my phone, on the computer, in a physical notebook) whatever it is down at the moment I get it, then plug it in to the existing outline later. This way, I end up building a pretty comprehensive plan for the fic before I even open a word document, and it’s easier to make big choices like chapter contents, scene order, and story progression without feeling like I need to tear apart something that’s already fairly set in stone.

Here's an example of what a partially filled-in outline looks like, from my Celefax Gothic Mystery AU WIP:

Note that this one is in chart form, which is what I usually go with for longfics for better separation of scenes and ideas.

Pagestravaganza: Additional Pages for Longfics

For one-shots and shorter multi-chapter fics, typically the Tags/Brainstorming and Detailed Outline pages are enough to get me ready to write, but for longfics, there’s a lot more to think about, and additional places to take notes can be helpful.

Here’s an example of all the pages in the tab for that Celefax AU I mentioned above, which has a lot of characters and worldbuilding and all sorts of things that would be difficult to encapsulate in an outline alone:

For one of my other longfic WIPs, I also have a page where I write down revision notes for the parts I’ve already written as they come to me, so it’s easy to refer back to during the editing process (which I could write a whole other post about).

Another thing I sometimes like to do, especially for one-shots or fics that are from only one character’s POV, is write out a paragraph or two about character emotional arcs. Plot is great, but it can be hard to know where that takes you if you don’t know where each character is starting out and where they end up.

To summarize: The sky’s the limit here. Whatever you need to do to make sure everything comes together, however you need to organize it, however little makes it into the final draft, your outlining/planning document is for you, and you shouldn’t get too bogged down into what needs to be there or whether it’s clean and pretty. As long as it’s helpful to you, it is serving its purpose admirably, and even if it isn’t you’re still learning what does and doesn’t work for you. The way I outline is a constantly evolving process, and different things work for different fics. Feel free to play around!

Writing the Dang Thing

This is the end result, the task for which all your outlining has (hopefully) prepared you!

I’ll be honest: I loathe first drafts. (See above comment about everything needing to be perfect the first time around.)

It’s probably for this reason that I outline so fastidiously, because when I plop my bracket text outline and any pre-written snippets into my first draft, it feels so much less daunting than staring at a blank page.

I can start to fill in the pieces I neglected (scene setting, always), figure out where there might be a need for more connective tissue, and tackle the bite-sized chunks my bracket text outline has created one at a time.

I keep doing that until, ta da! A workable first draft emerges, and we move on to editing, my beloved.

Hopefully this has been interesting/helpful, and please please pleeeeease feel free share your own methods and thoughts and funny bracket text!