dio-niisio

Nacht: I'm nice (now)

Cary: He's literally nice (now)

Look at that! The imperial fists initiating their signature move of building a wall in front of the goal

Is this midgame or during halftime, i cant tell

I like to think of *most* the primarchs being coaches/managers, hence why Peebo is in a suit

The imperial fists vs the iron warriors would make for the greatest showcase of Haram Ball you've ever seen.

Crazy defense vs unyielding attack

You must acknowledge that he pretty much ruined Baal’s entire future by asking the emperor to leave it stagnant and untouched, and that the common people of Baal are still suffering because of a decision he made 10k years ago.

AND YOU CANT SAY BAAL DOESNT HAVE THE RESOURCES. SANGUINIUS BROUGHT STATUES MADE OF PRECIOUS GEMS AND METALS FROM BAAL TO TERRA. AND THEY ARE COLLECTING DUST IN A WING OF THE IMPERIAL PALACE.

I wrote this one while being sleep deprived as fuck and this idea popped up in my head like 5 minutes before posting lmao

Dorn's first child was born. A charming girl, healthy and beautiful. The unique result of a primarch and a mortal woman’s love.

Dorn realized just how important family bonds truly were to him and wanted to mend his relationship with his brother, Perturabo.

At one of the gatherings of the primarchs for a rare joyous occasion, Dorn approached his brother, holding his daughter in his arms like a true, fragile treasure.

- Brother, - Rogal addressed the olympian. Perturabo gave him a displeased side eye at him as he turned around, only then noticing the child with surprise.

- Please, let us bury the hatchet between us, brothers need to be together...do me the honor, Perturabo. Give her a name, - Rogal smiled and looked at the little one.

She was reaching her little hands out to Perturabo, completely unafraid of him and seemingly showing interest in this big strange and unknown creature before her.

Perturabo glanced over Dorn's shoulder to where you stood, the mother of the little girl, as if asking for your permission as well. You nodded and made a brief gesture with your hands, allowing Perturabo to take the child into his arms, which he did. The baby smiled and reached out for the Olympian's face.

He thought for a moment.

Now imagine that with Sanguinus 😉