#noise marine

[toffee32]

I give you stoner rock-doom metal themed noise marine

[kumratart]

My noise marine Phaidon tellin' a loyalist he's got a purty lookin mouth

[chemos-factories]

its important 2 gag your noise marine bf before fucking lest his orgasm scream shatter your ears + also all the windows on the ship

[lightlysketched]

Just dawned on me that I drew him like a month back and never posted him

Anyways noise marine! He’s gone through the heaviest change me thinks, as his name is Mephirah now!

[kathy-rah]

Ultramarines vs Noise Marine.

[flatw00ds]

yippee!! slaaneshi noise marine!!!

[feebadrawba]

been drawing a lot of weird & gay animals

[c-u-c-koo-4-40k]

Okay so I've got a confession.

Writing alone isn't my favorite medium, it's actually drawing and I've been ITCHING to pull out my tablet again!

I decided to take on drawing challenge for my OCs. Starting with the first one that had a proper name. Will post link to his original ask when I have the energy to dig for it.

Ithio had a really nebulous appearance in the ask he came from, but I always imagined there was reason he didn't remove his helmet when finally talking with his Bird of Paradise.

And when I was doing my design for him the other features just felt right.

He's self conscious about how his favorite patron would view his mutations and his battle damage. (They think he looks cute and cool but shhhh, he doesn't know that.)

And again though it was only implied, Ithio and his brothers are chaos mutated. They're not just Emperor's Children, they're Noise Marines.

Which makes their territory being a loud popular skating rink make more sense. They are also very protective of the place, and its patrons.

Which is part of the reason Ithio got so attached to his little Bird of Paradise, it's already in his mind that he should protect and nurture beautiful things so they reach their full potential.

As for his tail, I imagine he can hide that with Chaos glamour, or the idea I prefer, wrapping it around himself inside his armor.

When his horns stick out, they just look like helmet decor.

His pauldron art was originally a regular winged serpent. His Bird of Paradise and him collaborated on the new design. Guess where they got the inspo. :)

Planning to do more soon. Hope Ya'll Enjoy!

@kit-williams @barn-anon @angronsjewelbeetle @bleedingichorhearts @sleepyfan-blog @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan @nitro-devil @egrets-not-regrets

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

Wonders Unceasing

Prologue =-= Past =-= Next

Author's note: Zaarius next part in Husbandry.

Warnings: Let me know if I need to add anything.

Summary: Zaarius meets his Bonded Human.

Tagged: @barn-anon, @bleedingichorhearts, @c-u-c-koo-4-40k, @egrets-not-regrets, @kit-williams,

Tagged continued: @sleepyfan-blog, @whorety-k

Zaarius is walking along one of Ancient Terra's sandy beaches, the ocean's water lapping at his feet a little as he let his mind water as his eyes gaze out accross the waves and beaches. It's pretty on Terra, at least, in this point in time. Before War, Greedy, and whatever else it was in the future-past that destroyed this agri-like world into the shit-hole that it had become. Part of him wondered if them being on Ancient Terra would change things, or if things were going to go the way they had because they'd shown up. Or-

ow

His mind stops thinking along those lines as he rips off his helmet, his nose bleeding a little. Ow. This was why Psyker-type brothers and cousins were best when dealing with Warp Nonsense, regardless of the fact that he's a Chaos Marine, and has been one for a long, long time. Sometimes it's better to stop prying into things that are Too Much for a person. Figuring that out is the trick of it all. He is glad, mostly, to be on Ancient Terra, to see how it had once been, before things got Bad.

He's been looking out, searching for his Bonded, not all Space Marines have a bonded, but some do, three of his current War Band do. And while he's happy for them, he gets seethingly jealous as well. How sweet and unafraid the Bonded Human is of their Chaos Marine. No matter how twisted and inhumane they trully are in appearance. The human will just coo lovingly, flaterringly about them.

He unclenches his hands, gently shaking his claws a little. He's glad that they aren't uncontrollably drippoing poison any more. That had been a pain in the ass to get resolved. The Little shit hadn't apologized, no matter how long he was stuck inside the base. It was almost impressive, even if it was annoying. Hura would tell him to not nurse his wounded pride. He would point out to Hura that, for some reason, he likes the Little Bastard Son of Dorn.

Then again, Zaarius doesn't really get what's going on in that head of his. Death Guard… even more Chaos were an odd bunch. They've become even more strange over the ensuing ten thousand years. He's chasing new sensations and experiences, things tend to be more vibrant and colorful. Rather than how experiences, following after The God of Excess had slowly emptied him out and made him more hollow, despite seeking out more and more intense experiences to get to feel Something. Anything.

That is one good thing about Ancient Terra, despite its many, many drawbacks. Playing nicey-nice with the Renegade and Loyalists sometimes chafes his hide. But. at least he's mostly used to that. With the occasional scuffles with some of the Uppity among them. Or when new arrivals first show up and decide to try and Murder Them First. Fucking over-zealous bastards the lot of them!

He usually didn't volunteer for finding new arrivals, as they tended to take being on Terra, Ancient Terra, poorly in some way to begin with. While it's fun to see the anguish and torment on the faces of the Loyalists, well. Even that gets boring if he has to deal with it for too long or too often. He spots someone staring out at the ocean, a base line human, they seem to be leaning on a cane.

He tilts his head as he heads closer to the base line human, bored and wanting to see if he can pester a reaction out of a base line human sounds like a grand time to him. Besides, so long as he stays within the rules there is plenty of give and loop holes that he can worm his way through if need be.

"Greetings human," He calls out to them in a sing song way in High Gothic.

The human turns to stare at him, shifting back a little as they crane their neck to stare up at him fully. Base line humans tend to be far less skittish of them on Ancient Terra than back in his home Era. Or any Era where Astartes are created to serve and protect.

"Hello there," They reply with a slight twitch of their lips, in the common tongue of the base line humans in this area.

He can understand more of the language than he can speak it, mostly so he understand what the base line humans are saying, rather than an urge or desire to interact with them, most of the time. There is a warm, tugging sensation, that envelops his soul as he continues to speak with this base line human that he's not felt before. Curious to know what the feeling is and why he's feeling it he continues to follow after the human talking to them and listening to them respond, as they sound increasingly more confused until he decides to put them out of their misery, for not at least and says in the local dialect very clearly and carefully in his enunciation.

"You and I," He says as the words roll of his tongue like sweet caramel, "Bonded."

"Oh!" The human says with a gasp, eyes widening in surprise, and a mixture of other emotions. "It's oh. I'm glad to meet you. I'm ---."

"A lovely name for a lovely human," He purrs, "Call me Zaarius."

They mouth his name to themselves a couple of times before saying it out loud. And oh- what a rapturous experience to hear his newly bonded human say his name. He purrs more loudly at that. Pleased that they are almost correct on the pronunciation after a couple of times. He continues to follow after his lovely human, sending a message to the rest of his War Band that he's found his human. They all congratulate him for finding his human, his Captain, who's being unusually nice, has decided to allow him a month or two off to get to know and bond with his human more. The sends a thank you back before continuing to trail after his human.

[a-midnight-rest]

After learning about the Noise Marines and their endless pursuit of the music of Slaneesh, this song makes me imagine a "what if" where Slaanesh is more neutral, even good, than evil.

[haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted]

Noise Marine by Ork Weirdboy

[kumratart]

Also something I did finish up for Halloween as a lil treat for finishing four coms x3

My noise marine Phaidon! If I don't use eye burning colours when drawing him then I'm not trying.

[kit-williams]

I have a liiittlee bit of an emergency

So, my teenage son and his friends were going out, but when they got back there was this noise marine following them!

According to my son, he had offered for the marine to “join their emo band”

I have no problems with him expressing himself and making new friends, but it seems like the marine is bonding to him? Do noise marines bond? Anyways, we can’t handle one! I’m worried that my youngest, an infant, won’t be able to handle the noise, and due to how sudden it was we haven’t had time to research how to care for one (plus I don’t think the cat approves)

I don’t want to deny my son the right to a bonding/companion (especially because of his previous mental health issues, which is why we had to move), nor deny him the right to express himself, but I also don’t want the baby or the cat getting distressed, and for the marine to suffer because of it. The neighbors don’t seem too happy either, and I can’t contact my husband at the moment to ask for input

Please help!

Okay! Noise Marines are (usually) a subsect of Emperor's Children. That being said yes Noise Marines do bond but they also have a habit of being parts of multi bonds.

It might not be a bond per say it might just be a fling. Gonna be honest your son must be very confident in himself if he walked up to a Noise Marine and asked it to join his band.

AH the infant does complicate things and you don't really know if he is bonded to your son or not. Hmmm what to do... Noise Marines at the end of the day are (usually) Emperor's children marines which have a love for all genres of music of course they tend to veer hard into the louder and more flamboyant genres . If you have a set time that your son can practice his music he would have to follow that as well or have them practice somewhere else.

It all really depends on if it's an actual bond or a temporary one (or as I call them "false" bonds) and while I do admire that you don't want to deny your son a bond your youngest health should take priority and who knows if this one has been around infants before (usually for Noise marines the answer is no) so they might not understand about hearing damage.

Try to figure out if the marine formed a bond or not. That's the best advice I can give with what I know.

Good luck

[lightlysketched]

Behold! Space marine faces

[moonlightandmarble]

IV as a Noise Marine but in photo form