#space marine ii

[shellswritesstuff]

wonderful photomode selfies from user @ fabino on tiktok. (Link)

Genuine happiness in these photos 😭💓 rip getting his phone taken away at the end....

[choleracamp]

It is very important to keep both in the same pocket just in case of encounters with the forces of chaos

I understand the possible difficulties that may arise when trying to place the dreadnought in the pocket… but it needs to be done somehow & I have faith in you

[robot-roadtrip-rants]

Saw this in a review of Space Marine 2 (emphasis added):

However, hulking squadmates Gadriel and Chairon are distrustful of Titus' long absence, while Titus himself is frustratingly standoffish. This translates to a lot of catty snark – space marines are many things, but emotionally literate they are not – but we don't get to explore these tensions in any real depth, which leaves the story a little shallow. Dialogue can be boiled down to 10 hours of the word "brother," while the straightforward yet serviceable story rarely reaches beyond carrying players from one desperate shootout to the next.

So clearly the writers nailed Ultramarine dialogue.

[peterkothe]

⚔️“AND THEY SHALL KNOW NO FEAR“💀

Kicking off 2025 with something I haven’t tried to draw in YEARS: WARHAMMER 40K! That incredible short on Secret Level blew me away, and I get the itch last month to make this!

-I tried get into the tabletop miniature game as a teen, but was way too expensive for me, but, I may get the new Space Marine game and read through some of the books for now!

[candyswirls]

My husband made a slight change to this for me

[nobunsonpesach]

I played the second space marine and my flesh is weak (and his is not) and I think Demetrian Titus would be amazing with a little more sumthn on him 💖💖💖💖💖

[deekindraws]

[crippledgiraff]

GIMME DANGER

[season-of-hope]

Wait…Leandros sent Titus on that suicide mission!?

That weasel of a bastard.

[ask-mortarion-the-death-lord]

watching a space marine 2 play through with no commentary. mostly to see what they're doing with the story. but i thought i might just write down my general thoughts on that particular story for fun.

the deathwatch tutorial segment where they do a "ooooh, whoooo could you pooosibly be playing as? its a mystery wink emoji wink emoji wink emoji" isn't particularly special but its functional. the squad dies leaving deathwatch titus to finish the mission alone, he does and nearly gets overrun by tyranids.

yet another pretty interesting piece of "the imperiums pretty fucked" is that only 100 years later titus is an effective unknown to everyone but high ranking members of the chapter or those who were alive when he was. that'd be one thing for normal humans but astartes can potentially live past 1,000 years of age placing it well within a marines potential lifetime. and not only that, but titus was captain of the 2nd company and considered to have quite an impressive resume. that is all to say that damn son, the imperium is really freakin good at unpersoning a person if the general reaction to titus only a 100 years later is "who is this guy?" either that or astartes casualties are so prolific that even just 100 years later most people that would have known titus are already dead. or a mixture of both.

the dynamic so far is shaping up to be a fun one for tituses new squad. 3 of the 5 are generics wearing helmets so they're definitely going to die horrible and avoidable deaths. the remaining two are gadriel whos clearly resentful that he didn't get the promotion to lieutenant and chairon gadriels sassy black friend because of course hes the sassy black friend.

the fun part of all that is the big "upper management brought in their own people to take control, and we all resent them for it" energy. hope that boils into something interesting.

[ladymirdan]

With the new Space Marine II game coming up I have to admit I kind of like Leandros.

Don't get me wrong, he is an absolute little shithead, but I find him rather endearing. There has been a lot of “by the book” Ultramarines in the literature over the years and most of them are little shits with few rederming qualites. But Leandros reminds me a bit of Learchus from the Uriel Ventris books (who is actually a great character)

Ok “a bit” is generous, he does pretty much the same thing and snitches on his captain. It is pretty obvious Titus is just a mashup of Ventris/Sicarius/Numitor and they have taking plotlines from all of these captain’s books.

The thing is, Learchus gets a redemption arc (it only took... *counts on fingers* 18 books 😅). And I want to see Leandros get the same thing.

But as a sidenote, I would like to see a book from Learchus POV. That would be so interesting, he is the best of the best, has an insane lineage of heroes, in any normal case he would have been the Hero, but he keeps getting one upped by this weird farmer boy, over and over again. Emperor’s throne, Learchus is just 40k Vegeta isnt he?

[shellswritesstuff]

The OFFICIAL Focus Entertainment tiktok account.... even they're down bad for Titus... 🤝

[choleracamp]

facing chaos apparently "ibuprofen 600 mg + wallsstaring" case for both of them

[ziphos123]

In regards to the sudden increase in Warhammer 40K shitposting due to the sudden success of Space Marine II, it is my greatest hope that there is a small but not insignificant portion of the internet that sincerely believes the franchise is about a guy named Horus Heresy’s quest to unite the 40,000 warhammers.

[robot-roadtrip-rants]

So it looks like Ulfar not only made it out of the Koronus Sector, he got to die honorably after killing a fuckton of Tyranids. I'm so happy for him!

[candyswirls]

For the requests - can I please ask for any Gadriel fluff/smut/comfort (any of these) with fem reader? Thank you!!!

I actually don’t write smut. I got this fluffy idea almost immediately. There’s not enough old women. This kinda took a path all its own.

He huffed as he paced impatiently within his room. What was the lieutenant hiding? Even now he was resting in his quarters after collapsing when they came in contact with those marks of chaos. It was too strange. Too suspicious. He-

“Gadriel,” rasped an old voice just outside the door.

He paused in his anger.

“I know you’re in there.”

He sighed, knowing he couldn’t bring himself to keep her out.

He opened his door, letting an old ad mech shuffle in with her cane. Blue lenses were dim and any bit of skin was wrinkled and leathery. Her legs squeaked.

He took a knee and assisted her getting up to sit on his bed. She stared forward, hand resting on her cane.

She patted his pauldron, “You’re still such a good boy.”

He didn’t move as she reached out and pinched a cheek.

“And still very handsome,” she added. “Hope I’m not interrupting anything.”

“You know I never deny a visit from you,” the Sergeant said.

“Mmm,” she hummed. “How goes the fight?”

“We have achieved victories but we suffer the loss of our brothers,” Gadriel growled. “Lyreo and Elion… they are dead. And I wasn’t even with them.”

“You regret this decision?” She inquired. “Not like you to split up your squad.”

He scoffed, “It was not my decision. The captain has placed a lieutenant over my squad. He has my command.”

“You do not sound pleased,” she commented while rhythmically nodding. “Speak to me.”

Gadriel spoke freely, “He does things in strange ways. He is cut off and will not speak to us. I feel as though he is already disappointed with us. Condemning our actions before they have even happened! He shuts down my suggestions despite I having lead this squad before him!”

“It is always difficult to relay leadership to another,” she said. “You always found that difficult. You’ve always been ambitious. Hmm, but I sense this is not all?”

“His past is shrouded in mystery,” he exasperated. “He refuses to tell us anything. I question his motives and who he really is. He was part of the Deathwatch, a noble honor, but acts as if though it is a shame! He also collapsed upon coming across signs of the archenemy. Even now he rests in his room.”

“The captain will not listen to my concerns. He is dismissive. I know he cannot afford internal strife among the ranks and is more concerned with this war. Yet why place the Lieutenant over my squad? I have tried to consider what errors I have made to cause this decision but I am still at a loss!”

She placed a hand on his, signaling to him that it was his turn to listen.

She reached up and smoothed back some of his hair, cold metal brushing his skin.

“My poor Gadriel,” she hummed. “So many questions. So few answers. Perhaps this lieutenant is not here as a punishment to you but as a test. Maybe one from the captain. Maybe from the Omnissiah. Maybe just a simple case of clashing personalities. Do not dismiss your past accomplishments and drive.”

“But-“

“Ah, ah, ah,” she hushed. “You can’t fool me. Astartes pass all the time. Baselines even more. The passing of your squad mates is not your fault. Nor is it your lieutenant. There’s always the case of a better or different choice. We don’t always make them. This is war.”

Gadriel looked like he wanted to protest but chose not to. He wouldn’t dare argue with her solely out of respect.

“As for the suspicion,” she continued. “You are resourceful and academic. You know how to research. If others will not tell you, learn for yourself. There should be records on this Astartes. Reading to gain knowledge and learn of history is the best thing one can do for themselves.”

Gadriel nodded, “I know. You taught me that. I planned to go to the archives soon.”

“Good. I shan’t keep you long. We’ll both be headed the same direction. But I had to come see you though. I always know when one of my boys is upset.”

She cupped his cheek, “You fight hard, you follow your orders, remember the codex and what I taught you. But most of all, remember: you should enjoy fighting for the Omnissiah.”

He nodded and found himself resting his head on her lap.

“Thank you,” he mumbled. “You always put me at ease. I am honored to have you as a mentor. I admit, I find physical affection embarrassing but I appreciate you speaking to me in the privacy of my room.”

She chuckled as she stroked his head, “Like I said Gadriel, I know you. Now come, help an old magos back to the archives. My shipment of new legs won’t be here for a bit and these ones are rusty.”

He helped her off the bed and offered his arm as he assisted her out.