#wh40k Gadriel

[primarisly-marooned]

Made this account to post about wh40k and have proceeded to Not Do That so here I goooooo venturing forth and all that plz be nice to me

Got into this thru Space Marine 2 and Titus has my whole heart, and I'm having some Thoughts about him and his little boy band.

Especially about how his body looks compared to theirs and the differences in experience they have. Titus gives Old Man Vibes for all that he seems to be fairly early middle age (?) for a Marine while Gadriel and Charion are young bucks.

Stress has aged Titus prematurely i think, both in body and mind.

Soft body-middle aged man body Titus!!!!!!! Big belly, big shoulders, and he's putting the thunder back in thunder thighs.

Not saying that Gadriel and Charion aren't big as well, but they cut a different figure from Titus and just can't compare to this titanic beast

[noxassula]

Another meme with Titus and the boys. 🫐 There are two huge mistakes in this image made by yours truly. I have imapired vision so I had mistaken Valtus' name for "Valor" also I had forgotten to flip him in the mirror.

[ughidontevenknowwww]

Hello Warhammer fandom

[ladymirdan]

If you ever wondered what talking dirty was to an Ultramarine, then this is it. He is being a real naughty boy.

[demidevil-dog]

This is their dynamic in a nutshell to me

[pheedraws]

*tearing up* I just think he's neat--

[refinedstorage]

[cenomatic]

Gadriel + Titus sketches !!

[a-neru-neru]

Tit(s r) us. No one has made that joke I'm sure

[alphagravy]

[ulricharcher]

Does this ship have a name? Idk but this two live in my brain rent free for quite some time. Also I have little to no knowledge about warhammer universe but my friend told me that this art was sponsored by Slaanesh 😈

[nxven]

Why he arching lmaooo

[wolf-tail]

Me remembering how Modern Warfare 2 got popular with girls now that Space Marine 2 is out:

[schizohybrid]

Gussied up sketch of the eerily pretty Space Marine.

[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.

[demidevil-dog]

My favorite funny voicelines from the game, courtesy of my favorite blueberry Calth crumble.