#flesh tearers

[wh40kartwork]

Reinforcement

by Ivan Klimenko

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I feel like these are progressively getting sillier

[dese-o]

I forgot to mention this, but the egg is Captain Furio. (Since his tribe actually shaves his head and is quite big among his brothers)

[kit-williams]

@moodymisty I've brainrotted this into existence

I went with chapter serfs though I could see the Black Templar also just snatching up a civilian

tw: Yandere Black Templar, Yandere Flesh Tearer, Blood mentioned google translate/translation dictionary German, female reader (first try doing a y/n or reader)

Black Templar

He was sick... he had to be sick. It was the only thing that made sense to what was going on. As Flagging himself in the mornings more wasn't helping him... it was only making it worse. As his Taube would be there tending to the gouges in his back at the end of the day. Their delicate hands going over his skin.

He called them his dove after he wanted their delicate hands touching his armor. They way she would chirp out those hymns and the pleasant hum of her devotion to him to the God emperor. They way her brow would knit in worry as she would look over his back and flit and flutter around like a Taube... his Taube. How she would coo at him and fill the small room with her singing... her laughter... her life.

He wanted to carve himself open and create a space for her. A place she could roost and listen to his hearts beat for the God Emperor and her. He had two hearts... he could devote a small part of one to her... she didn't need much... but how he wanted to give her so much more he wanted to make the overseerer bleed for making her tired he wanted to make them bleed for causing her to cry.

He looked over his shoulder as her doe like eyes looked into his own as he felt the corner of his lips turn up and the concern melted away, "I suppose I'll clean your helm next since it offends you my lord." She says with her small bit of laughter as she continues to clean the flogging wounds on his back.

"Do you remember the next verse?" His voice rumbles softly.

She nodded and hummed as of course it was not the liturgy the Black Templar knew but she was but a mortal... he would not fault her for what her duty was.

Flesh Tearer

His mouth moved over her neck as she whimpered softly. Those milky white eyes darting around as he scraped and licked from his favorite blood thrall. He knew he took too much, as he sucked on her skin till it blossomed into a hideous bruise, so that she couldn't leave his quarters. He was so kind to let her stay here with him. Her tiny trembling hands as she weakly pushed against his neck. All the serfs of the Flesh Tearers were blind or blinded as if they could not see Chaos they would be less likely to fall right away.

He pulled his mouth away and slowly ran his tongue over the bleeding bite mark. How her body trembled and twitched as she felt so dizzy and cold, tears overflow her eyes as she felt so scared. His bloody tongue lazily runs over her teary cheeks as his face pressed against hers like a large cat.

He crooned softly, "Oh little one... did I take too much again... you look much paler than you normally do. So cold too." He said with a smile etched upon his face as he held her chin as she tried to get up and failed.

" 'm fine." She slurred trembling as when he let her go she just fell over whimpering and bleeding on his bed.

"My silly little blood thrall. You aren't fine in that sense... it seems your delicious blood riled me up again. Let me make it up to you." He purred and he grinned like a maniac as she just curled up and covered her head whimpering knowing that she wasn't leaving this room for a few days and would only be able to leave when he would be distracted long enough to let her hide from him. But until then she was the focus of his tender mercy.

[isopodcore]

propeller hat commissions for @feycreature and @nerdy-mcgeek

[nightscalestudio]

The fourth Deathwatch Vanguard Veteran. I remind that a complete tutorial on Deathwatch can be found on our Patreon. painting tutorials: https://www.patreon.com/Nightscalestudio

[magnifigal]

Flesh Tearers Chaplain Dumah from the novel "wrath of the lost"

[youngmrkusuma-w40k]

Flesh Tearin'

This is probably the edgiest thing I've ever drawn 😂

[ikarusix]

The proud and noble warriors of the Blood Angels have held a dark secret for the past 10,000 years. The Black Rage can consume them and unleash their father’s wrath upon both friend and foe alike.

[eric8a]

I consulted my random Space Marine chapter generator to see what chapter to paint next. What did it give me? Necropolis Hawks.

While they look cool. The white intimidates me, as well as the tiny bit of yellow.

I rolled again and got Flesh Tearers. I feel more comfortable with them. But, I might just give the Hawks a try.

[liquidrenders]

Flesh Tearers a little render for a reskin I'm gonna be especially lazy about

[wh40kartwork]

May The 4th Be With You

by Konstantin Void

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EDIT: about done.

This is not canon

just imagine

Leandros the fanatic and Gabriel Seth the perpetually angered.

imagine them arguing

Gabriel Seth stabs his chain sword into the observation deck and sends chunks of marble flying everywhere to prove a point and Leandros just loses it and goes on an furious tirade.

god I love how petty some of them can be sometimes.

[dese-o]

Ladies and Gentlemen, family matters

[cursed-40k-thoughts]

You gently place Gabriel in the middle of the Tyranid swarm and pull forty dice out of your pockets

[limdoes40k]

My nearly complete Flesh Tearer Assault Intercessor! Excited to finish painting my first troop.