#lamenters 40k

[abatilus]

Priority Target

[sorormaior]

If you’re doing requests a lamenter with tears coming from his helmet visor while another astartes looks on uncomfortably, unsure how to help this poor sop

he is astounded by the beauty of nature

[sepulchuresketchbook]

I drew the scene from the Tears of Raphaela by Richard Swan

I guess I should have made Ramethos look more unkempt.

I don’t own these two characters. Big G does.

[ezri-is-real]

Stand Proud Sons of Sanguinius! For those we cherish, we die in glory!

[candyswirls]

Since you're taking requests...

What do you say to a wholesome (possibly romantic) moment between a Lamenter and a young woman he rescued? The best boys with the worst luck need some love.

Thanks! And Merry Christmas!

The losses of today hung over him. More brothers gone. Here he was, sat on the floor of a rhino as it travelled back to base. They’d won, but he felt like they’d lost.

All he could see was red. The red of fire. The red of battle. The red of-

“My-my lord?” A voice called.

He looked up to see the serf he had saved from that Ork.

It took him a moment to answer, “Serf. What is it?”

“I wanted to thank you,” she said. “For saving me.”

“It is my duty,” he spoke.

“And it is my duty to serve,” she stated. “Might I clean your helmet?”

He breathed for a moment and removed the helmet. He stopped seeing red. He slowly handed it so her.

With an extra scrap of fabric, she wiped away the grime and viscera. Small deft hands were able to polish the lenses and remove bits from the venting and crevices.

He moved so he was facing her.

“I know my life does not matter to an emperors Angel,” she began.

“That is not true,” he corrected. “If needs be I would die to ensure your safety.”

She stared into his eyes, “nevertheless, I am incredibly grateful.”

Her gaze darted as she held out the helmet.

“And I thank you,” he replied, taking the helmet out of her hands and setting it to the side.

He moved back to hold her hands as they leaned closer. A gentle kiss pecked his lips.

[sepulcher666]

Anthology is up

a few thousand words about my sad boy has been published!

Before you scroll, Something Else

A Lamenter fic gifted to me and TiredEagleofManwe

[hansoape]

Krieger BF vs Astartes BF

[wh40kartwork]

Lamenters: Banner Of Tear

by David Ok

[moulong]

I confess.

But here's a young lamenter trying to please you for his brothers' safety

( I drew his face and hair like a lamb and I'm satisfied )

[abatilus]

[igimacigy]

Checkered angels

[sepulchuresketchbook]

(It’s done don’t look too closely at the marines pls. Back to drawing the Damocles gang)

I was there during the ceremony. I’ll admit I don’t remember much. I wasn’t there for long. I was not to remain there, I had been summoned back to the Battle Barge. But from the few minutes I could spare, I noticed the air that hung around my brothers was rather dour and melancholic. Some of them tried to keep their heads held high. I could tell they failed to keep it up for long.

[frostiecake]

Lamenter and his kitty

[candyswirls]

Sketched my Mechanicus OC. Her name is Sunshine.

She yells at those with authority and will purposely use her psychic powers to disrupt the machine spirit in your weapons and armor. So you have to come to her begging to fix them.

She has twin younger brothers in the Blood Angels and she’ll cuss you out in binary if you touch her stuff.

There’s a lamenter with a massive crush on her who watches from afar, blushing if she remembers his name.

[kasperl-ruprecht]

[magnifigal]

For those we Cherish, we hang in there!