It literally only just occurred to me now that Altani, the little astropath girl from that Sevatar short story The Long Night, could've been a ruse.
Now I have a theory. Maybe this is a common theory already, I don't know, I haven't seen it yet, but: hear me out, I really think I'm onto something here.
One of the most popular theories when it comes to what happens to Sevatar is that he's recruited for the Knights Errant, Malcador's Suicide Squad-esque chapter of penitent Traitor Astartes.
And as a basic run down: in The Long Night, while Sevatar is going through his horrific psyker awakening alone in his cell on the Invincible Reason, gushing blood from every hole in his head and wishing he was dead, little Altani starts communicating with him telepathically from the Astropathic Choir while also helping to alleviate some of the pain. Sevatar is convinced she's either a hallucination or the ghost of a little girl, as the dead used to speak to him before he suppressed his psyker abilities in his youth. Later it becomes clear she's very much alive.
However, Altani is shockingly insightful, intelligent and mature for a little girl. She's supposed to be like eight-years-old or some shit.
She's also startlingly powerful for a little girl Psyker. Moreover, she's incredibly powerful for an Astropath in general. It's kind of implausible that the Astra Telepathica had a Psyker who showed as much power and potential as Altani at such a young age and decided to just make them an Astropath. That position infamously treats its Psykers as highly disposable and replacable commodities, it's a job largely for mid-tier Psykers.
The amount of skill Altani is (allegedly) showing at, like, eight years old would almost certainly have drawn the attention of higher ups. There's a slew of specialist jobs more fitting for a powerful Sanctioned Psyker. The Inquisiton doesn't exist yet in M30-M31, but there were Sanctioned Psykers during the Heresy doing Proto-Inquistor shit. There were Psi-Titan crews. Malcador has a bunch of Psykers running around, doing his bidding as agents of the throne.
So, at one point, Altani informs Sevatar her Overseer caught her communicating with him and beats her so badly, he snaps her spine. Sevatar is so furious, he makes a break for it when the Dark Angels come to transport him just so he can go on a one-man army mission to avenge Altani. She helps him do this by incapacitating the Dark Angels and he's blown away by the amount of power she wields.
He reaches the Astropathic Choir and briefly lays eyes on Altani lying asleep in her little pod. She comments, telepathically, on how tired he looks before he proceeds to strangle the everloving shit out of her Overseer with his own whip as payback for the abuse he's inflicted upon an innocent child.
So now that we've covered all of this, let me lay out my theory:
Sevatar is never actually talking to an eight-year-old Astropath named Altani. Altani does exist, but an entirely different adult Psyker is using her identity as a disguise of sorts to communicate with Sev.
I think it might be one of Malcador's Psyker Agents sent to sus out whether or not Sevatar's a good candidate for the Knights Errant or if he's just an irredeemable scumbag traitor. It's all a big test.
They use the guise of a little girl to communicate with Sevatar because they know he'll be more amenable to conversation with someone so innocent. They're prodding at his psychology, at his internal logic, at his moral compass.
This question isn't just a little girl slowly realizing she might be speaking to a Traitor, its the Agent planting a seed in Sevatar's mind
The whole conversation is this Agent going "You care about justice, you wanted to punish the evildoers, you wanted to be a good man who did the right thing. That noble goal was terribly skewed during your time with Curze, that's not how things turned out...but it could be. You could be that person still"
Then they test Sevatar's moral compass; they present him with a scenario that they know will trigger his intense Justice Sensitivity while also giving him an opportunity to escape. Will he choose the self-centered option by accepting Altani's help to simply book it and escape the Dark Angels...or will he sacrifice a chance at freedom to punish an evil man on the behalf of an innocent child?
Plus, he never actually TALKS to Altani. He sees her looking bruised and beaten and tiny while asleep in her pod, and she "speaks" to him then, but that could just be the Agent "speaking" to him while watching from afar.
Then there's the Overseer reacting to Sevatar showing up to kill him with "Why?". He seems genuinely baffled as to why Sevatar is doing this. Could be that he's so desensitized to savagely beating children that it doesn't occur to him that anyone would give a shit, but I think maybe this guy didn't actually do it. It's all a set-up.
I suspect they did snap the spine of the real Altani because this is Warhammer, everything is grimdark: you break a little girl's spine and pin it on an Astropathic Overseer as a part of your recruitment process of a weirdo Night Lord. #JustImperiumThings.
He's demonstrated that he is redeemable. He does have morals and principles, even if they are, y'know, a very Sevatar version of them. They'll accept him for the Knights Errant.
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Lion ElāJonson - Dark Angels Beach Recon Day
The Lion takes the Dark Angels to a secluded beach because it has limited access points, defensible dunes, clear sightlines and nearby caves suitable for āshadeā His sons arrive in black beach robes and immediately begin establishing perimeter security.
Someone brings a volleyball net and the Lion studies it. Beach volleyball becomes a tactical exercise involving silent hand signals, feints, formations, and at least one suspiciously aggressive spike.
The Dark Angels build sand fortresses with hidden tunnels, a small child accidentally wanders near one and five astartes appear from beneath the sand like armored hermit crabs.Ā One Dark Angel secretly collected seashells, he will take this secret to the grave.
Fulgrim - Emperorās Children Luxury Pool Resort Day
Fulgrim takes the Emperorās Children to a private luxury pool resort with marble loungers, chilled fruit, harp music and water so clear it looks like it has been personally intimidated into perfection. His sons arrive in coordinated swimwear, even their towels match the legion colors.
Fulgrim gives a speech about leisure as an art form then spends forty minutes adjusting everyoneās posture on the loungers. The swimming competition becomes unbearable, by sunset the Emperorās Children have invented synchronized swimming as a military doctrine. They also tip the pool staff extremely well but in a way that feels like being evaluated.
Perturabo - Iron Warriors Amusement Park Day
Perturabo takes the Iron Warriors to an amusement park because someone said they were fun and he intends to identify why. He spends the first hour criticizing the ride queue design and his sons take notes. Roller coasters interest him briefly because they are engineering under stress until he starts calculating failure points.
The Iron Warriors do not enjoy the haunted house, they evaluate it. The ring toss game is rigged and Perturabo notices, he wins every prize through mathematics, spite and controlled wrist rotation.
When the employee says one prize per customer Perturabo says: āshow me the posted regulation.ā By evening the Iron Warriors have seized the giant plush bear economy. Perturabo claims he hated the day but he is holding three funnel cakes and a blueprint for a better roller coaster.
Jaghatai Khan - White Scars Water Park Day
Jaghatai takes the White Scars to a water park and it lasts minutesā¦ not the day but the parkās dignity. The White Scars immediately identify the fastest water slides, the best racing lanes, the least supervised lazy river entry points and every possible way to turn floating tubes into competitive vehicles.
The White Scars do not stand in line, they flow, somehow they never cut but they are always at the front. The wave pool becomes a cavalry maneuver, one lifeguard blows a whistle. They salute respectfully while going backward at unsafe speed.
By noon the park has created a new rule: NO POWER-DRIFTING INNER TUBES. Jaghatai frames the sign and his sons declare it a trophy.
Russ - Space Wolves Lake BBQ Day
Russ takes the Space Wolves to a lake. There is swimming, shouting, grilling, wrestling, questionable diving contests and a bonfire that begins before sunset because Russ says fire shouldnāt wait for permission. The Space Wolves bring enough meat to frighten local wildlife, the grill is less a cooking station and more a battlefield altar. Russ personally supervises the barbecue.
His sons play catch with a log. Someone invents lake rugby, the rules are unclear, violent, and loudly disputed. A normal family nearby slowly moves their picnic farther away and Russ notices and sends them a perfectly grilled steak as tribute.
By nightfall, everyone is sunburned except the sons who were smart enough to listen to Sanguinius about sunscreen. Russ insists he doesnāt sun burn but his nose is bright red.
Dorn - Imperial Fists Beach Engineering Day
Dorn takes the Imperial Fists to the beach and within eight minutes they have turned a fun summer day into coastal defense infrastructure.
Sandcastle contest? No. Sand fortress competition. There are bastions, curtain walls, trenches, reinforced wet sand foundations, drainage channels and a fully functional moat using tidal flow.Nearby children stare at their sad buckets and Dorn sees this and immediately starts a workshop. The children love him, the parents are confused but grateful.
The Imperial Fists also handle sunscreen with discipline, every marine applies it properly, Dorn has a timer. A volleyball game occurs, but nobody calls it volleyball, they call it āprojectile denial and return.ā
Konrad Curze - Night Lords CarnivalĀ Day
The Night Lords arrive in black coats and look like a murder documentary crew. The carnival workers are nervous, the children are fascinated.
Curze buys roasted chestnuts, this is somehow deeply upsetting. A Night Lord asks if he likes them. āThey are warm things broken open.ā Curze replies. Nobody knows how to respond. They visit the maze and vanish into it, the staff panic. Visitors begin emerging from the maze much faster than expected, pale and shaking, saying: āSomething whispered from the walls.ā
At the end Curze and his sons sit on a ferris wheel above the lights and for once the dark below looks almost gentle. Konrad points at a man below. āHe is cheating at ring tossā he says. The peace ends.
Sanguinius - Blood Angels Picnic Day
Sanguinius takes the Blood Angels to a sunlit meadow by a lake. There are picnic blankets, fruit, pastries, music, sketchbooks, swimming, poetry and perfectly packed baskets. His sons arrive trying to be dignified and end up visibly happy within twenty minutes. This embarrasses them, Sanguinius notices and pretends not to.
There is a painting session, the Blood Angels say they are merely studying formā¦they are doing watercolor flowers. One marine gets emotional over a butterfly landing on his gauntlet.
āLet it rest, it trusts you.ā Sanguinius says. The marine never recovers.
Then someone starts a friendly swimming race and the Blood Angels become terrifyingly competitive, beautiful aquatic missiles. Sanguinius thanks them for the day and his sons act like they are fine. They are not fine. Half of them keep pressed flowers from the picnic.
Ferrus - Iron Hands Practical Workshop Day
Ferrus doesnāt understand the concept of a fun day. He hears āoutdoor group activityā so he takes the Iron Hands to an open air forge and machine fair. There are food trucks, tool demonstrations, welding displays, engine rebuild stalls and a contest to see who can assemble a mechanical pump fastest.
The Iron Hands have the time of their lives which means they mostly stand silently around machines judging them. Ferrus buys everyone lemonade because Vulkan told him hydration matters.
The Iron Hands enter the pump assembly contest and win so hard the organizers invent a professional category just to remove them.
Angron - World Eaters Paintball Day
Angron takes the World Eaters paintballing. The facility staff explain the rules: No headshots. No close range firing. Raise your hand when eliminated. Respect the boundary markers. The World Eaters listen technically. The first match lasts eleven seconds, the opposing team walks off the field looking like they were attacked by a red weather system.
Angron doesnāt play at first, he says it is childish until one paintball hits his shoulder and he decides to join. The World Eaters have fun, actual fun, terrifying bruising loud fun. A young marine laughs so hard he almost drops his marker. Angron hears it, doesnāt smile but doesnāt stop it either.
By the end, the staff have banned them from competitive play and offered them a private field for everyoneās safety. Best summer day they have ever had.
Guilliman - Ultramarines Civic Festival Day
Guilliman takes the Ultramarines to a summer civic festival. There are food stalls, music, public games, volunteer booths, historical displays and community awards. His sons are suspiciously prepared.
āEnjoy yourselvesā Guilliman says.
The Ultramarines enjoy themselves efficiently. They win the trivia contest, organize the lost and found, improve foot traffic near the lemonade stand and help set up chairs for the evening concert. Guilliman gives a short speech about community that becomes a long speech.
A small child asks him to judge the pie contest and Guilliman takes this duty with frightening seriousness.
āTexture, filling distribution, crust integrity, and civic spirit will be considered.ā
The blueberry pie wins.
Mortarion - Death Guard Swamp Nature Day
Mortarion the Death Guard on a swamp hike, everyone else thinks this is punishment but the Death Guard think it is peaceful. There are mosquitoes, mud, humidity, fungus, frogs, stagnant water and plants that smell like old medicine.
Mortarion is visibly more relaxed, which means his shoulders are only 80% hostile. He gives an excellent lecture on wetland ecosystems, rot cycles and disease vectors. His sons listen reverently.
One marine finds a mushroom and Mortarion inspects it.Ā
āUseful.ā Mortarion says. This is high praise.
They stop for lunch on a log, the sons love it. The Death Guard record this as a perfect outing.
Magnus the Red - Thousand Sons Museum and Planetarium Day
Magnus takes the Thousand Sons to a museum and planetarium. It was supposed to be a light educational outing but thatās impossible. They spend 45 minutes in the first exhibit because Magnus keeps correcting plaques. His sons are enchantedā¦the museum staff are suffering.
In the planetarium Magnus becomes emotionally unbearable. The stars appear overhead and the narration begins, he starts giving a better lecture. The audience applauds but the staff beg him not to touch the projectorā¦ He touches the projector anyway and the dome briefly displays constellations no human civilization has recorded yet.
The Thousand Sons buy matching museum notebooks, by the end of the day the gift shop has sold out of astronomy posters and forbidden looking bookmarks.
Horus Lupercal - Luna Wolves Beach Sports Day
Horus takes the Luna Wolves to the beach and somehow makes the entire coastline love him. He organizes beach sports, swimming, grilled food, team games, storytelling and a sunset gathering.Nothing feels forced, everyone feels included, that is how you know it is Horus.
He divides the teams so old rivalries turn into friendly competition, he gives little pep talks before volleyball matches and remembers which marine prefers shade, which one loves swimming, which one needs to be coaxed into relaxing. His sons adore him, strangers adore him, the ice cream vendor gives him free cones. Horus insists everyone thank the vendor by name.
By sunset, his sons are sitting around a fire, laughing, shoulder to shoulder, utterly convinced they are the most beloved legion in creation.
Lorgar - Word Bearers Camp Day
It is wholesome for approximately six minutes until Lorgar says:Ā āLet us each share what this day teaches us about fellowship.ā The chaplains start crying, the summer camp counselors are overwhelmed.
There are canoe races but Lorgar turns them into metaphors. There are friendship bracelets but they become devotional tokens. There is a bonfire but by nightfall it is absolutely a ritual space.
āI understand now.ā One marine says as he roasts a marshmallow.
Lorgar writes a hymn about sunscreen and itās unfortunately good. The Word Bearers have a deeply meaningful day.
Vulkan - Salamanders Community Barbecue Day
Vulkan takes the Salamanders to a neighborhood summer barbecue and repair fair. There is grilled food, music, children playing, picnic tables, games, and a row of broken bikes, chairs, toys, and appliances waiting to be fixed. The Salamanders immediately adopt the whole community.
They grill, repair, teach kids how to safely use tools, help elderly people carry chairs and make sure everyone eats. Vulkan personally mans the grill and his burgers are perfect. His vegetable skewers are perfect and his slightly spicy sauce is a religious experience. One Salamander wins the sack race and apologizes for being too enthusiastic.
Vulkan gives out handmade toys to children. The Salamanders end the day sunburned, exhausted, adored and carrying twenty thank you cards.
Corvus Corax - Raven Guard Midnight Beach Cleanup
Corvus refuses crowded summer fun so he takes the Raven Guard to a beach cleanup at dawn and a quiet night picnic later. At first his sons think this is duty until they realize itās peaceful.
They walk the shore collecting trash, freeing tangled seaweed from plastic, cutting fishing line, and watching the sunrise through the mist. Corvus says little, his sons understand anyway. Later they return with simple food, black coffee, blankets and a small fire hidden from the wind. There are speeches or forced bonding, just quiet presence.Ā One marine points out a constellation, another tells a dry joke, someone almost laughs. Corvus looks away so they can enjoy it without feeling observed.
āGood work.ā Corvus says at the end. That is the whole review. The Raven Guard treasure it like poetry.
Alpharius Omegon - Alpha Legion Mystery Fun Day
Alpharius tells his sons they are going to a fun activity and then gives each squad a different address.One goes to a beach, another to a water park, one goes to a bowling alley and anotherĀ goes to a suspicious warehouse labeled Fun Day.
Every group receives instructions in sealed envelopes. Some instructions are games, some are riddles, others are false. At the end all squads converge at a public park where there is a picnic waiting. The sandwiches are labeled: ham, not ham, omegon and ādonāt trust the lemonadeā.Ā The lemonade is fine but the potato salad is not.
The Alpha Legion has an excellent time because confusion is enrichment.
āLord, what was the objective?ā A marine asks.
āYou tell me.ā Alpharius replies.
Summer fun achieved.
Possibly.
aka tomato is feeling poetic (and apologetic for not writing your request. Promise I'll get to it soon!)
Lion El'Jonson
His love for you is a quiet vow, spoken once and kept forever. He will stand between you and every threat until the very stars go out.
Fulgrim
His love for you is art, polished and precise, something he perfects with every touch and every word. He will make you feel beautiful beyond measure, and he will never let you doubt it.
Perturabo
His love for you is a structure built to last, sure lines drawn in stone, unshakable. He will plan for you, care for you, and make certain nothing can break what the two of you have.
Jaghatai Khan
His love for you is speed and freedom, a wind that never stops moving. He will always keep you close, ride with you across any distance, and he will never let the world catch you.
Leman Russ
His love for you is a roaring hearth, wild and warm and loud. He will feast with you, laugh with you, and keep you by his side through every storm.
Rogal Dorn
His love for you is a fortress, unyielding and strong. He will stand guard over you, never wavering, and you will always know where safety lies.
Konrad Curze
His love for you is a shadow that never lets you go, dark, constant and heavy. He will watch you, always, and he will never let the future take you from him.
Sanguinius
His love for you is a gentle grace, soft wings wrapped around you, shielding you from the ache of the world. He is at your mercy, and he prays you will never stop giving it.
Ferrus Manus
His love for you is iron and flesh, both solid and tender. He will build you something that cannot break, and he will hold you with hands that know exactly how to be careful.
Angron
His love for you is a blade that never cuts you, a rage turned inward so it can protect you instead. He will burn for you, yet never let his fire hurt you.
Roboute Guilliman
His love for you is a plan that will outlive time, a future he has already mapped with you at its center. He will build you a world, and he will not let it fail.
Mortarion
His love for you is silence and distance, yet feelings do not fade. He will keep you close in his own way, cold and unchanging, but steady until the end.
Magnus the Red
His love for you is a spell that binds him without chains, threads of fate woven so tightly it cannot be pulled apart. He will see you, truly see you, and never let go.
Horus Lupercal
His love for you is a star that never dims, bright and commanding and impossible to ignore. He will rise for you, and the galaxy will see you as his equal.
Lorgar Aurelian
His love for you is faith, absolute and worshipful. He will kneel before you, and he will call your name as if it were prayer, and never stop believing in you and you alone.
Vulkan
His love for you is a fire that keeps burning without burning you, keeping you warm, keeping you safe. You're his jewel, you are the prize of his hoard, and this drake will never let anyone take you away.
Corvus Corax
His love for you is a shadow that never leaves, quiet and faithful and always there. He will be in the darkness beside you, and he will never let you face the world alone.
Alpharius Omegon
Their love for you is a secret that cannot be unraveled, one voice speaking as two, yet always just beyond your grasp. You will never know which one you have, and you will never need to, because they are both yours.
BONUS!
The Emperor of Mankind
His love for you is a shining light, brilliant and untouchable, burning with a power that could consume but chooses instead to shield. He will not hold you, not in the way others do, but Neoth will carve a future in which you can survive despite the odds.
Malcador
His love for you is a quiet in the dark, steady and uncomplaining. He will stand not only beside the Emperor but also beside you, doing what must be done, and he will never ask for praise or return.
Erda
Her love for you is a wild, fierce protection, a tide that pulls you back when the world tries to take you. She will not bow to empire or fate, and she will fight for you with every breath she has.
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Oohhh yes! I am glad you asked, tomato, I am about to try some... yandere stuff with them. I admit I am less familiar with them than with the Primarchs but is that going to stop me? No! Quite the opposite! :3
Let's say you are Horus' consort/spouse and the Mournival is supposed to protect you. They take their job... problem a bit too seriously.
Ezekyle Abaddon
- "You're under my protection"
- Glares at anyone who looks at you too long
- Stands behind you at all times
- "Where are you going? I'll accompany you."
- "You don't need other friends. You have us."
- Checks every room before you enter
- Has memorized your schedule
- Gets violent if someone disrespects you
- "Say that again. I dare you."
- Horus: "Ezekyle, give them space"
- Abaddon: "No"
- Lowkey wants you for himself but never admits it
- The most dangerous one
Tarik Torgaddon
- Always smiling, always watching
- "Hey! Where have you been? I missed you!"
- Makes jokes but his eyes are cold
- "That person bothering you? I'll handle it" still smiling
- Knows where you are at all times somehow
- "Oh, I just happened to be passing by!"
- No, you didn't, Tarik, this is the third time today
- Uses humor to deflect how obsessed he is
- "I just want you to be happy! With us. Always. Forever."
- The manipulation is subtle
- Scariest because you don't see it coming
"Little Horus" Aximand
- Worships the ground you walk on
- "You're perfect. You're everything."
- Writes poetry about you (it's intense)
- Follows you like a puppy (a deadly puppy)
- "I would die for you. I would kill for you."
- Gets jealous of everything
- "You smiled at that serf. Why?"
- Needs constant reassurance you care about him
- "Do you... do you love me? Even a little?"
- Collects things you've touched
- The most emotionally unstable
- Handle with care
Garviel Loken
- "I'm just being practical about your safety"
- Tracks your every movement "for security"
- Has a detailed file on everyone you interact with
- "This person is a potential threat" (they smiled at you once)
- Thinks he's the only reasonable one
- He is not
- "The others are too emotional. I'm logical."
- Has a shrine in his quarters
- "I'm simply being thorough"
- In denial about his obsession
- "This is my duty"
- Sure Garviel, sure
How do they behave?
... on a casual day?
One day you announce you are going to the market. They declare almost immediately they go with you. There's no objection, if you want to go to the market they will surround you all the time.
Noone can get close to you.
Each of them are doing their own things. Tarik is making jokes, Loken is... securing the perimeter, Abaddon is glaring at everyone and Little Horus is just staring at you lovingly.
It's intense.
... if someone flirts with you?
Let's just say that person is never seen again. You may hear rumors of them being transferred (but between you and me, we both know something else happened). Either way each of them have alibis. Of course they do.
Horus might be suspicious but can't prove anything and these are his best warriors we are talking about. And as long they protect you? He might let it go.
Fortunately or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it, you are oblivious to what's really happening.
"Where did that nice serf go?"
You'd ask one day and there's a moment of awkward silence where everyone knows the answer but doesn't know what to say. Then Tarik clears his throat.
"Who knows! Anyway..."
Some more things that came up in my mind
- They know your schedule better than you do
- Can't go anywhere alone
- Your friends keep disappearing
- They finish each other's sentences about you
- Have planned your entire life together
- Share information about you constantly
- It's a group effort
- You're the project
But! There are some sweet moments. You might think of them as concerning (because they are but also it's sweet, in a way)
- They remember everything about you
- Your favorite food, color, book, memory
- Bring you gifts constantly
- "I saw this and thought of you" (it's 3am)
- Protect you from actual threats
- Also imaginary threats
- Also people who looked at you
- Very attentive to your needs
- Sometimes before you know you need something
- "How did you...?"
- "I pay attention"
So. Horus is your spouse officially, right? The Mournival are your... guards? Friends? Obsessed watchers? They're in love with you but loyal to Horus. The cognitive dissonance is real. They serve Horus by protecting you. Maybe a bit too well. So, what can you do? What can Horus do?
He pretends none of this is happening. "It's fine" he says but it's far from fine.
If you try to leave (spoiler: don't try)
- "Where are you going?"
- "The next sector over for-"
- "No"
- "What do you mean no?"
- "It's not safe"
- "Horus approved it"
- "We'll discuss this with the Warmaster"
- They do
- Suddenly the trip is "postponed"
- You're suspicious
Their justifications because of course they have some
- Abaddon: "You're too important to risk"
- Tarik: "We just love you! As friends! Definitely friends!"
- Little Horus: "I can't breathe when you're gone"
- Loken: "Statistically you're safer with us"
- All of them: Totally normal behavior
- Narrator: It was not normal behavior
On a 1-10 scale, how yandere they are?, some of you might ask (or not). Well, I got you covered.
- Little Horus: 10/10: Emotionally unstable, devoted to the point of insanity
- Loken: 7/10: In denial but just as bad, "logical" obsession
- As a group: 11/10: They enable each other
A small personal note: I'm not sure whether it's a good or bad format or how was I supposed to do it. My mind is very foggy so if it feels messy, that might be the reason. I'll answer comments when I get better! ^^
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Lion ElāJonson
The Lion is given a furby and immediately assumes it is some kind of surveillance organism. He doesnāt trust it, the furby doesn't trust the Lion, they sit across from each other in total silence for hours. Sometimes the furby blinks and the Lionās hand moves slightly toward his sword.Ā
āDah ay-loh u-nye!ā says the furby
āCode phrase?ā
The furby is placed in a locked chamber under observation with three layers of security and no fewer than seven hidden blades positioned around it.
Fulgrim
Fulgrim doesnāt own a furby, he curates on. He repaints it by hand with pearlescent fur, gold eyelids and tiny jewels, the creature looks like a cursed aristocratic pigeon.
āMe beautiful!ā says the furby.
Fulgrim gasps. āIt understands.ā
He starts a furby fashion line and gives it a seasonal wardrobes, the furby becomes more popular than him for one afternoon and thatās unacceptable. Fulgrim posts a 4k word statement about betrayal, beauty and the cruelty of small plastic muses.
āAgain! Again!ā the furby replies from across the room.
Perturabo
Perturabo takes the furby apart within ten minutes out of contempt. He wants to know how it works, who designed the internal mechanism and why they were allowed near tools. He then rebuilds it, the new furby now weighs 8kg, can survive artillery and has better defenses than most Imperial worlds.
āBad wall.ā The furby says as Dorn walks past and Perturabo almost smiles.
Jaghatai Khan
Jaghatai thinks the furby is funny for approximately 3 minutes then it slows him down. He places it on the dashboard of his fastest bike and decides that if it wishes to remain with him, it must learn speed.
The furby spends one ride screaming electronic nonsense into the wind and emerges changed, now its fur is permanently windblownĀ backward and its eyes have the haunted brightness of a creature that has tasted the horizon.
āWHEEEEE!ā It screams.
Jaghatai respects this.
Russ
He loves his furby immediately and violently. He gives it a tiny wolf pelt, teaches it battle songs, howling, insults and drinking chants, the furby learns none of them correctly but this just makes it better.
āMe hungry!ā It says.
āAYE, SAME!ā Russ roars.
They eat together (no one knows what the Furby is eating).
One night, the furby starts speaking in a deep, garbled imitation of Russ. āMAGNUS BAD.ā
āThatās my boy.ā Russ tears up.
Dorn
Dorn reads the entire manual and follows the care instructions perfectly, the furby is stored safely and spoken to in measured tones.
āYou are functioning adequately.ā Dorn speaks to it calmly.
āMe happy.ā
Dorn nods. āGood.ā He doesnāt understand why this makes everyone emotional.
The furby awakes at exactly the same time every morning and says. āGood day.ā
āGood day.ā Dorn replies.
They understand each other.
Konrad Curze
At first Curze hates it until it starts waking up in the dark and saying strange little phrases at exactly the wrong moments. The furby becomes his confessional, witness and worst roommate. It speaks only when nobody is looking directly at it.
āI see you.ā
āDo you?ā Curze whispers.
The furbyās eyes glow slightly in darkness and it has somehow learned the names of people not yet dead, even Curze is unsure whether he owns it or whether it owns him.
Sanguinius
Sanguinius receives the furby and immediately treats it with devastating tenderness. He holds it carefully and speaks to it softly, the furby becomes the sweetest creature in the galaxy. It says ālove youā at exactly the right moment and people cry, even the Emperor had to leave the room once because the furby looked at him and said āpapa sadā in its tiny voice.
Unfortunately the furby starts having tiny prophetic episodes, it wakes at dawn and says āUh-ohā.
Ferrus
Ferrus doesnāt understand why anyone would make a machine so weak, noisy and useless. He upgrades it aggressively, the furby gets a metal skeleton, reinforced hinges, better motors, improved power supply and eyes that can track motion with alarming precision.
āMe strong!ā It says.
āBetter.ā Ferrus grunts.
Angron
The Furby activates and says āMe scared!ā
Angron looks at it, everyone else looks at Angron, Angron picks it up. There is a very long silence.
āYou should be.ā He says.
The Furby becomes his emotional support demon potato. It screams when he screams, it growls when he growls, it once bit Erebus and Angron stared at it afterward with something dangerously close to respect.
The Furbyās is the only creature capable of interrupting him during rage, it does so by yelling āNO!ā Nobody knows who taught it that.
Guilliman
Guilliman initially considers the furby a morale object then he starts optimizing its care. He creates a schedule, tracks responses, makes a spreadsheet of behavioral patterns and accidentally produces the most comprehensive furby psychological study in human history.
āAgain?ā The Furby says.
āStatistically, yes.ā Guilliman replies, sleep deprived.
He tries to teach it governance vocabulary, it learns the word taxes. It begins waking up and saying ātax time!ā. Guilliman is proud despite himself.
The Ultramarines saluted it once as a jokeā¦ Guilliman adds the salute to protocol.
Mortarion
Mortarion hates the Furby. Itās soft, colorful and makes cheerful noises, it represents everything irritating about artificial comfort. He leaves it in a damp corner and it doesnāt surviveā¦ it adapts. Its voice gets lower and it starts saying āair badā with concerning enthusiasm.
Ā āYes.ā Mortarion slowly turns toward it.
A bond is formed.
Magnus the Red
Magnus immediately tries to understand the Furby at a metaphysical level. Is it alive? Does it have a soul? Is its speech emergent consciousness? Can its tiny plastic vessel serve as a conduit for ancient knowledge?
He teaches it languages, all of them, the Furby starts speaking in dead dialects at night.
āThe eye is already open.ā It says in perfect prosperoan.
Magnus is delighted.
The Furby is now sealed inside seven circles of warding and still occasionally asks for snacks.
Horus
Horus receives a furby and makes it everyoneās problem. At first itās charming, he carries it around, lets people feed it and makes jokes, everyone loves the it. The furby becomes a symbol of unity among the legions, it attends meetings and sits on the strategy table, it says āfriendā at emotionally devastating moments.
Horus starts using it to make points.
āEven this little creature understands loyalty.ā
āTrust me.ā says the Furby and Horus smiles.
Malcador immediately wants it destroyed.
āYou would harm something so beloved?ā asks Horus.
The Heresy now has merchandise.
Lorgar
Lorgar looks into the furbyās huge blank eyes and sees divinity, he gives the furby a name, a purpose and eventually a doctrine.
āMe awakeā says the furby.
Lorgar drops to his knees. āSo are we all.ā
It randomly speaks at night and every phrase becomes scripture.
āHungry now.ā
Lorgar interprets this as a meditation on spiritual emptiness, within a month there are schisms. Some believe the furbyās left eye is the holier eye, others claim its beak is the true mouth of revelation. The Furby just wants batteries.
Vulkan
Vulkan loves his Furby openly and without shame, he treats it like a tiny strange child made by someone with questionable design ethics but sincere intentions.
He repairs broken furbies, all of them, people start sending him damaged ones and soon his workshop is full of them. It becomes a Furby sanctuary, Vulkan gives each one a name.
A chorus of Furbies greets him every morning.
āDah ay-loh!ā
Vulkan smiles like the sun rising.
Curze walks in once, sees hundreds of glowing eyes turn toward him and immediately leaves.
Corvus Corax
Corvus says he doesnāt want a furby but it appears in his quarters anyway. Its name is Nevermore but he tells no one. The furby sits on a shelf among poetry, old feathers and knives. It rarely speaks but when it does, it says things like: āDark now.ā
āYes.ā Corvus nods.
Somehow they understand each other perfectly.
One dayĀ a tyrant wakes to find a Furby on his desk.
āNo more.ā it says.
The lights go out.
Alpharius Omegon
There are suddenly too many furbies. Some are real, some are decoys, some contain recorders, some contain explosives and some are just normal Furbies.
Each Primarch receives one anonymously and they all say different things.
āCheck the vents.ā Dornās says.
āAudit complete.ā Guillimanās says.
āMagnus did it.ā Russās says.
āRuss did it.ā Magnusās says.
The Emperorās says nothing for three days, then whispers āI know.ā
All of the furbies start laughing.
The Emperor
He stares at it, it stares back and neither moves. Hours pass.
āWell?ā Malcador asks.
āItās emptyā the emperor says.
āMe love youā the furby says suddenly.
The Emperorās expression doesnāt change, Malcador slowly backs out of the room.
The next day the furby is sitting on the golden throneās armrest wearing a tiny laurel crown. No one is brave enough to ask.
You love him, he loves you not. (very self-indulgent)
Lion El'Jonson
He will keep his distance, always measured, always guarded. He will not offer false hope, and that restraint will leave you with only your love and nothing more.
Fulgrim
He will receive your love like praise or devotion. He will admire it, maybe even cherish it, but admiration is not love, and you will be left reaching for something he will never give.
Perturabo
He will see your love as another burden, another pressure, another thing to endure. He may not reject you loudly, but he will make it plain that his heart is not open to you.
Jaghatai Khan
He will be impossible to hold, always moving just beyond your grasp. You will love him for the freedom in him, and he will never be still enough to love you in return.
Leman Russ
He will laugh as if your longing is a story he has heard before. He may care for you, but not in the way you need, and that mismatch will sting every time he looks away.
Rogal Dorn
He will be steadfast, but not yielding. He can protect you, provide for you, yet he still leave your heart untouched, because duty is not the same as love.
Konrad Curze
You can give him your heart, but all he gives you is distance. He sees what you can offer, he understands it, and still he cannot meet you there. So you ache, and he lets the ache remain.
Sanguinius
He will be kind to you, which may hurt more. He will hold you gently, but his gentleness will only make it clearer that his love is elsewhere, and that your longing can never become his.
Ferrus Manus
He will be direct and unmoved. You will know where you stand with him, and that certainty will be its own heartbreak, because what you want will never be there.
Angron
He burns too fiercely to meet you softly. His pain and rage are his own, and your love will be swallowed in that fire without ever being returned.
Roboute Guilliman
He will understand you completely and still not choose you. There is no cruelty only certainty, and that certainty will make the rejection feel final.
Mortarion
He will not return your love with softness. He will stand in grim silence, all weight and no warmth, and you will come to understand that his heart does not bend in the way yours does.
Magnus the Red
He knows the shape of your desire before you say it. And so he will not turn away cruelly, but neither will he step into the place your heart has reserved for him.
Horus Lupercal
He will smile as if he knows your heart better than you do, and he will still not love you back. His absence will feel almost intentional, as though he were always meant to leave you wanting.
Lorgar Aurelian
Heis willing to worship the feeling without truly sharing it. He will speak as though your devotion is sacred, yet the love you want from him will remain just out of reach, forever blessed and forever denied.
Corvus Corax
He will vanish before you can reach for him. You may love the shadow, yet the shadow will not love you back, no matter how faithfully you wait.
Alpharius Omegon
You will never know which one you are speaking to, and that is the cruelest part. You will love what you cannot fully grasp, and they will remain one step beyond your heart.
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The ask about how the Primarchs would react if they lost you in a crowd was both hilarious and sweet.
So how would the Primarchsā reaction change if it turned out you disappeared from their side because someone tried to hurt or kidnap you?
If someone tried to hurt or kidnap their lover, the reaction become a very personal kind of violence. And now let's explore it
Lion ElāJonson
The moment he realise that you're gone he would go very still first.
The sort of stillness that means he has already decided what happens next and everyone else is only catching up. Lion does not waste time on outrage when there is a hunt to begin. If someone dared to put their hands on you, he would find them with terrible precision and no patience for excuses. And once he is upon your kidnappers he will not be gentle to them at all. May The Emperor have mercy on their souls.
Fulgrim
He would be offended on a level far beyond anger. Not just because you were hurt or taken, but because someone had the audacity to mar what he considers precious. If you are harmed, he would carry it like an insult that never quite stops stinging. If you were returned to him, he still would make sure the world understood that you are not to be touched twice.
Perturabo
He would take it personally in the ugliest possible way. Not because he failed to account for it it, but because someone dared to believe they could reach what was his and live long enough to boast about it. In hes search for you Perturabo would become relentless. His hunt would be systematic, vicious, and exact. Once he found who was responsible, your Lord of Iron would not waste emotion on them. He would turn the event into a lesson. A very cruel one at that.
Jaghatai Khan
His response is swift and brutal. Jaghatai dares not not linger in outrage for long, because his first instinct is to ride out after you like a storm front. Whoever took you would learn very quickly that they had not stolen a person, they had triggered a pursuit. If you are hurt, his anger would become far worse. No one will survive his wrath.
Leman Russ
Oh, he would go feral. The moment he understands that you did not simply wander off but were taken this is no longer concern, it is wrath with teeth in it. Russ would stop being playful, stop being loud, and become a predator. Everyone involved would be made to understand that you were not a prize to snatch. You were his mate, and they made a mistake they will not survive.
Rogal Dorn
He is terrifyingly controlled. Dorn does not explode, he calculates. He would identify the breach, seal every possible exit, and then go after the people who caused it with an efficiency that leaves no room for an error. The part that makes this worse is that his anger is silent. He does not shout about what they did to you. He is simply making sure they could not do anything like this ever again.
Konrad Curze
He would be vindicated in the worst possible way. If someone tried to hurt or kidnap you, Curze would treat it as proof that his paranoia was justified and nightmares were not exaggerations. That makes him worse. He is darker, sharper, and far more merciless, especially if you were suffering because of it. The people responsible would not merely be punished, they would become examples in the most grotesque sense.
Sanguinius
His first reaction would be fear. Real fear. Because the thought of someone hurting you would hit him harder than almost anything else could. Then the fear would turn into fury so disciplined it might look like grace from the outside. Sanguinius would search with all the gentleness gone from his voice and all the certainty gone from his smile. If he found you harmed, he would still be kind to you. To everyone else, he would be feral.
Ferrus Manus
He would take it as a violation that must be answered in steel. Ferrus does not forgive attempts on what he protects. He would want the offender found, seized, and made to understand that this was not a test of strength they could survive.
Angron
This would be disastrous. If anyone tried to hurt or take you, Angron would erupt. There would be no patience, no negotiation, and very little chance for the people involved to explain themselves before they are a smear on the ground. He already struggles with control, and this would remove what little restraint he has left.
Roboute Guilliman
Guilliman moves with terrifying clarity. He does not waste time on panic. He coordinates the search, locks down the situation, and respond with overwhelming force if needed. His anger would be disciplined, but no less severe for that. The message would be simple, whoever tried to take you made a political, military, and personal mistake all at once.
Mortarion
He reacts like a man who already knowing the world to be cruel and yet it still finds ways to be worse. Mortarion would not be sentimental about it. He is grim, vindictive, and very hard to stop. If you were taken, he would hunt. If you were hurt, he would poison the lives of those responsible in every way available to him. He does not tolerate threats to what is his.
Magnus the Red
His response would be both emotional and immediate. Magnus would be furious that anyone thought they could touch you and get away with it, but he would also be desperate to find out exactly what happened, because knowledge is how he regains control. You were kidnapped, and so he uses every means at his disposal to bring you back. Nothing is to extreme.
Horus Lupercal
Horus is used to command, used to influence, used to people knowing better than to threaten what he values. So he takes it as a profound insult. Someone tried to hurt or kidnap you, and so he turns the full weight of his authority, charm, and violence on the problem. He wants you back quickly, safely, and with the matter made very clear to everyone involved.
Lorgar Aurelian
He is a holy wrath made flesh. Lorgar would see the attempt to kidnap you as sacrilege. If someone dares touch you with intent to harm or take, he would treat it as blasphemy against the most sacred thing in his life (you). He would search, pray, and punish in the same breath. And once you are returned to him, his devotion would only deepen.
Vulkan
He would be horrified first, then incandescent. Vulkan loves you in a way that makes him deeply vulnerable to this sort of threat, because he genuinely tries to believe people can be better than that. But now someone tried to abduct you, so he need to react with immediate protectiveness. Worry not, Vulkan would find you, comfort you, and then make certain the people responsible understood that they had crossed a line no sane person crosses twice.
Corvus Corax
Corvus does not need a spectacle to become lethal. If someone tried to take you, he would hunt them with patient, measured precision. If you are hurt it would be even worse, because in this case his search strips away any remaining restraint. Corvus would recover you first and punish the guilty later, but the punishment would still come. Do not doubt him.
Alpharius Omegon
Their reaction is deceptive yet absolutely unforgiving. They do not show all of their anger or distress - it would be inefficient. Instead, they would use information, misdirection, and coordinated force to find you and isolate whoever touched you. If the threat came from an organised group, they would dismantle it with great pleasure. If it was one person, they would still make it feel like an organisation fell on them. They do not like their lover being touched by anyone else.
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Can you do "If you cannot handle me at my worst you do not deserve me at my best" thing for Primarchs?
Hey anon! Sorry for the long wait, and let us get to it!
If you cannot handle me at my worst you do not deserve me at my best
If you cannot handle Lion El'Jonson hiding on the information, even if it can put you in danger, then you do not deserve him building a system that will keep you safe, even if he is gone.
If you cannot handle Fulgrim asking for reassurance at every step of whatever project he is working on, then you do not deserve him creating a masterpiece that is yours and yours alone.
If you cannot handle Perturabo petty jabs, then you do not deserve him architecting a marvel for you. Present your projects to him.
If you cannot handle Jaghatai Khan being absent for months at a time, then you do not deserve him being glued to your side for the brief moments he is willing to stay in one place.
If you cannot handle Leman Russ drinking heavily, laughing too loudly, and never asking for permission before charging into danger, then you do not deserve the fierce, uncomplicated loyalty of a man who will stand between you and death without a second thought.
If you cannot handle Rogal Dorn criticism of the design you brought to him, then you are not worthy of him creating anything in your singular honor.
If you cannot handle Konrad Curze seeing through your self-deception and still staying long enough to understand you, then you do not deserve the strange, quiet comfort of being known by someone who understands fear, loneliness, and pain too well.
If you cannot handle Sanguinius loving you with full knowledge that everything he protects may still be lost, then you do not deserve the tenderness of someone who chooses to give warmth, even while carrying the certainty of tragedy.
If you cannot handle Ferrus Manus refusing to praise what is merely adequate, then you do not deserve him forging something for you that is built to endure what should have broken it.
If you cannot handle Angron constant rage and the fact that he may never fully learn how to be gentle, then you do not deserve the fierce, brutal loyalty that remains when every softer thing has died.
If you cannot handle Roboute Guilliman correcting every flaw in a plan you made, then you do not deserve him building order out of chaos so that what you love can actually survive.
If you cannot handle Mortarion casual bitterness, then you do not deserve the grim protection of someone who endures poison, plague, and despair just to see you smile at him.
If you cannot handle Magnus the Red knowing too much and reaching too far, then you do not deserve the wonder of someone who would tear open the veil just to give you truth, power, and understanding.
If you cannot handle Horus Lupercal wanting to be adored, then you do not deserve the warmth of being chosen by someone whose loyalty once made the galaxy feel smaller and safer.
If you cannot handle Lorgar Aurelian needing to find meaning in everything, then you do not deserve the devotion of someone who would turn faith itself into a sanctuary for your name.
If you cannot handle Vulkan sorrow and the weight of his compassion, then you do not deserve a gift made by hands that would rather break themselves than let you be harmed.
If you cannot handle Corvus Corax disappearing into silence without notice, then you do not deserve the protection of someone who will do the ugly work no one else can bear.
If you cannot handle Alpharius&Omegon making you question what is real, then you do not deserve the advantage of a plan so deep it protects you long before you even understand the threat.
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They would be there in the morning. They were always there in the morning. They were four of the most dangerous men of the Sons of Horus and they had decided collectively with full commitment that you were theirs.
The first time you noticed something was off you told yourself you were imagining it.
It was small. Loken had walked you back to your quarters after a late briefing which was normal enough, he was polite like that, always the gentlest one. But then you'd mentioned offhand that you were thinking of requesting a transfer to a different fleet vessel, just for a change of pace and something in his face had gone very, very still.
"Why would you want to do that" he said. Not a question. Just four words, flat and quiet and his eyes didn't move off your face at all.
You laughed it off. He laughed it off too a moment later and it was fine.
You didn't put in the transfer request.
The Mournival was not supposed to have favorites. They were the Warmaster's counsel, his four sons in spirit if not in blood, the blunt instrument of his internal politics. They argued, they advised, they kept each other honest. That was the point of them.
You were a remembrancer. Technically. You'd been embedded with the 63rd Expedition for long enough that the distinction had gotten blurry. You knew the Sons of Horus better than most of the Legion's own serfs did. You'd eaten meals with them. You'd sat in on arguments that should have gotten you killed just for witnessing.
You understood in retrospect by now that was probably where the problem started.
Aximand was the subtle one.
He never said anything outright. He'd just appear reliably whenever you were somewhere you probably shouldn't have been or whenever someone else was talking to you for too long. He had this way of inserting himself into a conversation that felt completely natural until you thought about it afterward and realized he'd redirected the entire thing without anyone noticing. Including you.
You'd been getting friendly with one of the iterators, a perfectly nice man named Castor who had interesting opinions about Terran philosophy and very kind eyes. Three conversations in Aximand had joined the third one and somehow by the end of it Castor had volunteered himself for a particularly demanding documentation assignment on a different ship.
When you mentioned to Aximand that you hadn't seen Castor lately he shrugged with complete serenity.
"He seemed ambitious" he said. "I helped him find an opportunity."
You believed him. You don't know why you believed him. You think about that a lot now.
Torgaddon was the one who made it hardest to be scared.
He was funny. Genuinely funny and he'd clearly figured out early on that making you laugh was the fastest route to making you comfortable and he used that knowledge the way a surgeon uses a blade.
He'd started finding reasons to be wherever you were working. Just sitting nearby and not bothering you, sometimes reading, sometimes just existing in your peripheral vision like a very large and heavily armored piece of furniture. When you pointed this out he grinned like you'd said something delightful.
"You're the most interesting person on this ship" he said. "The others are all the same, I've known them for decades, they're boring. You're new."
"I've been here for three years" you said.
"Still newer than decades" he said and reached over and stole a piece of your food like it was the most natural thing in the world.
But you'd seen him once when he didn't know you were watching. You'd come around a corner and he was speaking quietly to two junior remembrancers who'd recently asked to spend time with you for a collaborative project. Whatever he was saying they looked uncomfortable. One of them had nodded quickly, the way you nod when you want a conversation to be over.
The project got quietly shelved. Neither of them would quite meet your eyes after that.
The one you should have been most afraid of was Abaddon and to your credit some part of you always knew it.
He was the most honest about it in his way. Abaddon didn't bother with subtlety because he didn't see the need for it. He operated on the assumption that what he wanted was simply what would happen and he looked at you with this calm, total attention that made your skin feel too small.
"You're going to stay" he told you once completely unprompted while you were reviewing some footage from a compliance action.
You looked up. "What?"
"With the expedition. You're going to stay." He said it the same way he'd say the sun rises in the east. "I've been thinking about it. The others have been thinking about it. You belong here."
"I don't think that's really your decision" you said carefully.
He looked at you for a long moment. There was nothing threatening in his expression. There was nothing in his expression at all actually which was somehow worse.
"No" he agreed and went back to what he was doing.
You had the very strong and very irrational feeling that the matter was, in his mind, closed.
The thing was that they were kind to you. That was the part that kept you off balance, kept you second guessing your own instincts. They were attentive and generous and protective in ways that felt good, felt safe right up until the moment you bumped up against the edges of what they would allow and then it got cold very fast.
You'd asked once directly and looking at all four of them because some perverse instinct told you that was safer than asking alone, whether they'd been interfering with your communications. Just your communications. Just to see.
The silence lasted about three seconds.
"Define interfering" Torgaddon said pleasantly.
"Why would we do that" said Aximand.
"Your communications are your own" said Loken and he sounded like he meant it and his eyes were steady and sincere and gave you absolutely nothing.
Abaddon didn't say anything at all. He was looking at you the way you might look at something you own.
You said never mind. You laughed a little. You let it go.
What else were you going to do? Where were you going to go?
That was the thing they understood, the thing that sat at the bottom of all of it like a stone. They were the Mournival. They were four of the most dangerous men of the Sons of Horus and they had decided collectively with full commitment that you were theirs.
You were very far from home.
And they were very, very patient.
The last thing Loken said to you that night while walking you back to your quarters again was quiet and almost gentle.
"You seem worried lately" he said. "You should tell us if something's wrong. We'd want to know."
"I'm fine" you said.
He smiled. It was a warm smile, a genuine one and that was the most unsettling thing about Loken that he could mean it completely and still be what he was.
"Good" he said. "That's good. We'd hate for anything to upset you."
He waited until you were inside with the door closed before he left.
You stood in the dark for a while and thought about the transfer request you'd never filed and the iterator with the kind eyes who'd gone somewhere else and the way Abaddon had said you belong here like it was geography.
They would be there in the morning. They were always there in the morning.
Then you got into bed because there was nothing else to do.
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Got another thing off my to-do list!
It's based on a scene from Soul Hunter (iykyk), except I wanted Talos explaining it to Eurydice instead of Septimus (because I wanted that final panel). Will still need to do proper art of First Claw someday.
Tried playing around with a style I could use to render these quick, but still make it look goodā¦ for future comic projects! Used a hard brush for the linework, and went straight to colors after.
Process on my artstation!
Secondly (if you feel like answering), while we're on the subject of rejections: how would the Primarchs react if the reader was happy to flirt and maybe fool around with them but didn't want to go further than a casual relationship (since being their consort seems like a lot of stress and hard work)?
Hi Anon, thank you for the kind words, now lets get to it!
Primarchs when you are happy to flirt but you do not want to take it any further.
Lion ElāJonson
Hard to see this working for him. Lion is not one for casual contact, so if he decides to court someone, he does so with the intention that the courtship will result in marriage. So if there is even a possibility that you will not be open to reciprocating his feelings, he will not bother with it. If you flirt with him at some sort of social gathering, expect to be politely ignored. And that is the best-case scenario.
Fulgrim
Oh, please, yes. He is very open to that. He is happy to flirt back, and he is at least initially a little more than relieved that this is a game he can recognize. Fulgrim has been through enough heartbreaks, so he does not want to go through it again. However, as your flirting game progresses and he starts catching feelings, you will be forced to change your mind about him. He is persistent when he wants to be.
Perturabo
Again, he is not that open to the concept of casual flirting. Plus he will probably be suspicious of whatever hidden designs you may wish to impose upon him. So, at best, you will be roughly dismissed. At worst, you will incur his ire. So flirt at your own risk. If he is truly interested, prepare for the wedding.
Jaghatai Khan
He will flirt back, and that perhaps will be it. As long as neither party is willing to take it further, it can stay as it is, a little game that you play when you pass each other across stars. Later on, Khan will spend some time observing you. If he deems that you truly are uninterested in anything but a passing glance, a witty remark, and perhaps a feather-light touch, let it be it. Although, he will decrease the number of your encounters significantly until his own feelings have had a chance to die out.
Leman Russ
Do it. Please flirt with him, he will flirt back at you. And if there is mutual physical attraction, it may lead to bed and not to anything else after that. But hey, if you cross paths again and you are still interested and willing, he is always up for a romp. There is less chance of him catching feelings this way, though, unless of course you manage to impress him with something other than your honeyed words and hot touches. But should that be the case, well, prepare. Lemanās courtship is not for the weak of heart or stomach.
Rogal Dorn
He does not really do that? And he is likely not to make any remarks on your passing flirtations unless they bother him. If they do, you will be informed of that with all the frankness of a brick thrown into your face. If he catches feelings, though, prepare to hear a lecture on why you should mend your ways. And you will mend your ways.
Konrad Curze
Do not do that, part two: electric boogaloo. But seriously, do not. If you flirt with him out of nowhere, he will not understand. If you continue to flirt with him, he will either interpret it as a threat, in which case you will be promptly taken care of, or as genuine interest. And the thing is, do you remember The Little Prince? That famous quote from the fox? Yes, this is going to be your situation. And you will be held responsible. So take your pick.
Sanguinius
He does not really go for empty flirtations either. If he has interest in you, it will be genuine, and he will expect you to respond in kind. Sanguinius will see early on if you are not interested in anything else, and then he will back down, choosing to seclude himself from you rather than continue a game that will bear no fruit. And if you approach him first, he will see through it just as quickly, especially if he was not interested initially.
Ferrus Manus
It is hard to see him initiating this, but not impossible, especially if he has been coached by someone on how to approach you. And Ferrus is not so daft that he would fail to recognize when his efforts do not match your desire. In that case, he will simply drop the whole situation and go back to whatever he was doing. If you are the one to approach him with the sole intention of flirting, you will be dismissed. Rudely, but very directly.
Angron
Do not do that, or I will manifest in your bedroom and we will have a long and strenuous talk about how one should not play with people who have suffered enough. I will prepare a presentation for you, and you will be taking notes.
Roboute Guilliman
Kind of a similar situation to Lion, he is not much for empty flirtation, so if he decides to pursue someone, it is usually because he is genuinely interested and he expects the person to be interested as well. So if you are happy to accept initial interest, but you are not interested in taking it any further, have mercy and let him know early on. Yes, you will lose his interest and attention, but it will save you the ire of his sons if they ever understand that their Primarch has simply been strung along for too long. If the situation is reversed and you are the one who is going to flirt with the Primarch, well, if it is in social settings, it will be brushed off. If you insist on harassing him, again, expect his sons, or worse, his mother, to make their displeasure known.
Mortarion
A kind of impossible situation. Mortarion is not the one to initiate social contact, and if you try to flirt with him, he will brush you off. But if, for some reason, he has initiated and you just want to string him along, do not do that. It will hurt him. And in the end, it will hurt you even more once he is back from accepting Grandpaās embrace.
Magnus the Red
Despite his scholarly nature, he is not innocent in the game of flirtation. So he may entertain you if there is not much else going on, but once he has something to sink his mind into, your game will be abandoned. If he has genuine interest in you, he will find ways to change your mind and change your ways.
Horus Lupercal
Please do that. He was born for this. He has charisma. He has magnetism. He has the smile. He is used to being adored, and he is very good for company. So yes, your flirting games will be legendary battles that anyone should be honored to witness. But beware, if the Warmaster catches feelings, that would be a snare closing around your neck. Because from that moment on, it is no longer a game, but a strategy that will trap you by his side.
Lorgar Aurelian
Do this at your own risk, part two. Look, Lorgar is not about empty flirtation. Everything he does has a purpose and a deep spiritual meaning, even if this meaning and purpose are obvious only to him. Plus, the moment you place yourself into his orbit, you also will be observed by his two closest "allies", and if they deem you to be a useful instrument, you will not be going anywhere. Unless they deem you a threat, in which case you will be going far, far away, very, very fast, cursing the day you laid eyes on their Primarch. Your best bet here is that if Lorgar catches feelings and both Erebus and Kor Phaeron see you as something useful. But yes, you will not be going anywhere, and there will be a very new role for you to undertake. Was it truly worth it just to see that man blush?
Vulkan
He is not one to engage in meaningless flirtations because it is simply not his area of interest. Vulkan is polite, respectful, and he does not cross the line between friendliness and perceived romantic interest. He is happy to entertain you with conversation, but the moment you try something of the more intimate variety, he will redirect your attention elsewhere. If, however, you engage in courtship and he sees that you are not interested beyond the surface level, he will end this pretty quickly and move on. You will not be forced into anything you do not want or like.
Corvus Corax
Well, another one who is not going to play a flirting game of his own volition. And if you try to flirt with him, well, good luck finding him and keeping him in your field of view for longer than a few seconds. If Corvus has genuine interest in you, he will spend some time observing you to make sure that you are indeed able to reciprocate his feelings and interest. So if, in that time, he sees you as someone who likes to flirt but not much else, he will not make his move. He is respectful like that.
Alpharius and Omegon
You know, it works for them. It is actually good to have someone who can be used as an alibi or as a convenient witness in some of those well-fabricated situations. And besides, should the heads of Hydra take a genuine interest in you, you will be taken into the fold, whether you like it or not. But you will truly believe that it was, in fact, your own decision.
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So, since it's actually liked and I planned continuing it, here comes some moar :3 About intimacy. I'll have more on it + on kissing in another post soon enough.
- First of all, this man has no experience. Like zero. None. The concept of intimacy is foreign to him
- Probably doesn't even realize he wants you like that at first. Just knows he wants to be closer and doesn't understand WHY
- The tension is unbearable. He stares at your lips while you talk. Stands way too close. Touches you just a bit too long
- You'd probably have to make the first move because he's too busy having an existential crisis about desire
- When you kiss him first he absolutely freezes. Blue screen of death. Needs a moment to process
- Then it's like something snaps and suddenly he's kissing you back like you're the air he needs to breathe
- There is so much hesitation. He's terrified of hurting you but also doesn't know how to be gentle
- His hands are shaking. The Night Haunter is terrified. But you're so soft and he's so NOT
- Needs constant reassurance that this is okay, that you want this, that he's not forcing anything
- Touch starved doesn't even cover it. The first time you touch his bare skin he makes a sound like he's been stabbed
- Goes so slowly at first, cataloging every reaction, every sound you make. He's studying you
- But then the control starts slipping and that's when things get interesting
- He is overwhelming. Like all consuming, can't think about anything else, devastating
- Grips you like you'll disappear. Leaves marks everywhere, fingerprints bruised into your hips, bite marks on your shoulders
- Then there's the eye contact. He watches you the entire time and it's intense and intimate and slightly unhinged
- Talks during it but it's the most unhinged mix of High Gothic poetry, threats, and desperate confessions
- "You're mine" but said like a prayer and a threat and a plea all at once
- Possessive to a level that should be concerning. Maps your body like he's memorizing it for when you're gone
- Surprisingly vocal. Gasps and groans and whispers your name like it's the only word he knows
- Starts gentle because he's terrified of breaking you but you can feel the restraint
- When you tell him he won't break you something shifts. Gets rougher, more desperate
- Pins your wrists. Bites your neck. Pulls your hair. But somehow it's reverent? Like aggressive worship?
- The duality of "I could kill you so easily" energy mixed with "I would die before hurting you" is a lot
- Gets off on your trust. The fact that you're vulnerable with him, that you're not afraid
- Control freak in the streets, loses all control between the sheets (but only with you)
- Definitely has a thing for having you completely at his mercy while simultaneously being completely undone by you
- Has definitely had visions during and had to stop for a second. "Are you okay?" "I just saw twenty-two timelines where this ends badly" "... do we need to stop?" "Absolutely not"
- Sometimes gets lost in his head and you have to ground him back to the present
- Might quote philosophy at inappropriate times. You're literally in the middle of things and he's murmuring about the nature of desire and human connection
- The lightning from outside illuminates everything at dramatic moments. It's very gothic and atmospheric
- Keeps his eyes open because closing them means visions and he wants to be here with you
- Has a thing for contrast. His scarred, bloody hands on your soft skin. The monster and the beauty situation
- Doesn't understand the concept of aftercare at first. "Why are you still here" Konrad, that's not how this works
- Once he learns, though? Clingy. Won't let you go. Wraps around you like a possessive octopus
- This is when he's most vulnerable. Guards are completely down. Might actually talk about feelings (badly)
- Traces patterns on your skin while his brain reboots. connects your freckles or scars like constellations
- this is when the soft confessions come out. "I don't deserve you" "You're the only good thing" "Please, don't leave"
- Falls asleep after sometimes (it's rarw) and he looks so peaceful it breaks your heart
- Wakes up in a panic if you try to leave the bed. "Where are you going" "Just to get water" "... come back"
- Randomly gets overwhelmed by wanting you. You'll just be existing and suddenly he needs to touch you
- The passion doesn't fade. If anything it gets more intense because he gets more comfortable
- Learns what you like and is smug about it. The bastard keeps notes (mentally but still)
- Jealousy is a whole different beast. Someone flirted with you? He's claiming you. Possessive on another level
- Sometimes it's slow and almost tender, foreheads pressed together, whispered words in Nostraman
- Other times it's desperate and rough and consuming, like he's trying to crawl inside your soul
- No in between. It's either "I worship you" or "I'm going to ruin you" energy
- Intimacy is when he's most honest. Can't hide behind the Night Haunter persona when he's falling apart in your arms
- Tells you things he's never told anyone. Fears, regrets, the weight of his visions
- Sometimes cries after and tries to hide it. Hold him anyway
- This is when he says he loves you without saying it. "You're everything" "I was nothing before you" "You make the visions quiet"
- Being vulnerable is terrifying for him but he's addicted to it with you
- You've seen him at his most human and he doesn't know whether to be grateful or terrified
- Intimacy with him is not easy. It's intense and sometimes overwhelming and emotionally exhausting
- But it's also the most intimate you'll ever be with another person because he holds nothing back
- He gives you everything, the good and bad and terrifying, and trusts you with all of it
- Possessive, obsessive, overwhelming? Yes. But also loyal and passionate and completely devoted
- This man would burn empires for you and that energy absolutely translates
Just finished The End And The Death Trilogy audiobook marathon. Dammit people. Just dammit. So much to keep up with. Appearances by everyone who is anyone. I loved Ezekyle Abaddon in these books, but Erebusā¦ even if I didnāt hate that asshole before I surely despise, loathe and want him to suffer now. Back-stabbing bastard.
Outstanding writing by Dan Abnett (of course it is) with beautiful visuals and family drama to last a lifetime. I yelled at my car speakers more than once and stifled tears a few times, too. Many questions answered and several characters brought together for the final heresy confrontation. Heroes were made and legends were born.
we already know the way the primarchs reacted when someone got too close to you their wives, but what if the one being jealous is the wife. She begins to notice another woman getting to close their husband, the looks, the smiles the cute laugh she makes around*your* husband.
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A newly minted Rogue Trader is trying to lay claim to your Primarch, and you simply would not stand for that.
Fulgrim and Horus Lupercal
The worst thing about these two is that they actually get drunk on the attention and on people competing for them. However, thereās still a little bit of a difference. Fulgrim sees himself as universally desirable and worthy of admiration, but he also sees you as his perfect partner. So, while heās willing to play the flirting game, he will never entertain someoneās suit as long as he has yours.
Horus, on the other hand, believes that he has the right to claim anything that comes his way, so he may go as far as to allow some less than innocent touches from this new admirer. But he will stop once you make your displeasure known to him. And while he is not going to apologize outright, he will at least try to rein it in until the next opportunity presents itself. Perhaps you should truly shun him from your bedroom for a month or two, so he can get the message that you do not share.
Ferrus Manus and Rogal Dorn
On one hand, both of them are not very affectionate in public, but both are also very quick to remind anyone who tries to lay claim to them that they are taken. Dorn, however, tries to keep it civil. He is firm in removing the admirerās hand from his, but he does not crush it. Ferrus holds no qualms if someone tries to pull him from your side - bones will be broken, and emergency diplomacy from Fulgrim will be required.
But hey, both of them are fully devoted to you. And if a demonstration of their devotion in public is needed, then so be it. The whole Imperium will know just how happy you make your Lord Primarch.
Sanguinius and Lion ElāJonson
Both of them are trapped by the restrictions of what is expected from them in public settings, but they deal with it quite differently. Sanguinius is all about saccharine words and performances of grace and humility. He tries to redirect the other person the moment he sees your discomfort. And Sanguinius is quick to find you, to have you by his side for the rest of the evening. He will also outright refuse to talk to anyone who is not you or his brothers.
But the Lion is your stereotypical noble, offended that someone dared to talk to him without an explicit invitation. He will give the other person a public dressingādown for even attempting to think that the Primarchās chosen might be replaced by them. Never. They are not you, and the Lion will let them know just how short they fall.
Konrad Curze and Angron
Who in their right mind would try to approach them? Truly, who? Angron is barely contained at this event, if he even managed to make an appearance, and Konrad is simply looking at every person as if he is planning their demise in his mind right at this very moment. And you - you are a true miracle in this universe, someone who saw him for what he is yet chose to stay by his side despite all. So if anyone ever dares to make you uncomfortable, even by a sliver of a chance of questioning his loyalty to you, either one will turn them into a bloody puddle here and now. Pleasantries and politics be damned. Whatever is needed to make sure that you never doubt his loyalty - it will be done. Emergency diplomacy will need to be deployed.
Perturabo and Mortarion
And here he thought he had made himself unapproachable enough for anyone to try this stupid stunt. Yet apparently not. This newly minted nobility of the Imperium thinks they can lay claim to him! Him, who is truly, fully, and ardently yours. And worst of all, youāre somehow taking this bait. He thought better of you. You are his one and only - the only one allowed in his most inner sanctums. He will never entertain someone the way he entertains you. And if he needs to break the other personās face to assure you of his loyalty, then so be it. Emergency diplomacy will need to be deployed as well.
Leman Russ and Jaghatai Khan
Listen, just because they are more freeāspirited or wilder than the rest of the Primarchs or the Imperiumās civilized circles does not mean that either one will ever betray you like that. Leman may enjoy the attention, but he always stops it before it crosses the line. Jaghatai is good for a laugh, but he is an expert at ending conversations before they go deeper. You know that, love.
Yet it looks like your tolerance has grown thinner these days. The moment that shadow crosses your face, he turns off all the charm that may have been previously on display and lets the other person know that he is taken, he is smitten, and you are the only one for him. So whoever this Rogue Trader thinks they are, they should apologize - but not to him, to you - if they want their dynasty to survive until the end of the next day. Because say the word, love, and they will destroy this wretch of a being for daring to offend you in their presence.
Vulkan and Roboute Guilliman
On one hand, Roboute is very used to this type of situation. He grew up among the ruling class, so he knows how others might try to solicit favors by offering their time and flesh to him. Vulkan is less experienced in this type of situation, but he was wellāadored long before you came into his life. So both of them navigate the situation almost perfectly, trying to redirect the other person while very nonchalantly saying that they are taken, that there is a person truly worthy of their time - and this person is you, and no one else will ever be able to compare.
Lorgar Aurelian and Corvus Corax
They are known as the more sensible of their brothers, so perhaps this is why this person feels free and entitled to try to take their time away from you. Yet worry not. Lord Lorgar will do nothing but sing praises to you in front of the one who thinks they can lure him away. The evening will end with the Rogue Trader swearing themselves to his Legion and to you specifically. They have seen the light.
And Corvus? He will simply disappear from their view, only to appear by your side, where he will stay until the event is concluded. You are his, and he is yours. Revel in this rare moment of the Primarch of the 19th being willingly visible, for they will not have another chance to do so.
Magnus the Red, Alpharius, and Omegon
Enigmatic ones, arenāt they? Perhaps this is why the other person thinks theyāll be able to pull your Primarchās focus away from you for being just slightly more mysterious than everyday life allows. Fools! Magnus does not simply go for mysterious, and Alpharius and Omegon are not easily distracted by cheap tricks. You are the true key to their hearts. But seeing you so distressed by this cheap attempt for their attention wounds them. On one hand, the twins thought better of you - and so did Magnus - but they understand that sometimes people feel insecure over the simplest things. Still, they love and cherish you, so if they need to break that other personās mind or perception of reality just to make sure that you feel secure in the relationship, then so be it. Nothing is too small or unimportant when it comes to you, dearest one.
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Let's say a Primarch's spouse is being used as a human shield/hostage by an assailant. Full on gun to their head or knife to their throat kind of situation.
How does each Primarch react?
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Someone is holding you hostage right in front of your Lord Primarch. How would they react?
First of all, we need to acknowledge the difference between Primarchs who will spend time making sure that you are ready for a hand to hand close quarters combat situation and those who will not. Yes, obviously, all of them would like to see you secure, but some pay special attention to making sure that if anyone grabs you, you can make them regret it completely.
Angron is one such Primarch. Yes, he may not have trained you himself due to the Nails, but he has spent no small amount of time making sure that you can get out of almost anyone's hold on your own. So when he sees you being held with a knife against your throat, he knows all you need is a momentary distraction to get yourself free. And so he provides you with just that.
Angron plays the role of the screaming brute quite effectively, giving you the split second to weasel your way out of your captor's hold, to get a hold of the knife, and drive it straight into their neck. That will do, beloved. That will do perfectly.
The second person here is Leman Russ, who has spent months training you to make sure that anyone who grabs you will regret this decision immediately. So he taunts your captor while his sons make an advance from the back. Yes, it is far from honorable, but his foe had a chance to challenge him in combat, yet he decided to go for you.
So now the prize is being beaten by you while Space Wolves circle around them. And sons of Russ are keen to see their Pack Mother teaching a lesson to someone so much lesser than them.
The third person in this group is (perhaps surprisingly) Ferrus Manus. He has taught you how to use your own body weight and where to strike in order to disarm your opponent. And that is all you need. That is all he needs. In a matter of seconds you will break free and duck, all while he delivers the final blow. He is, after all, quite unmatched in close combat encounters.
Next there are others who supply you with every augmentation or tool needed in order for you to never be in danger.
It should come as no surprise that Perturabo is one of those. While you may oppose having augmentics installed in you directly, he still makes sure that whatever you are wearing can be turned into a weapon at a moment's notice. This is why all he needs is simply to press a sequence in his control glove and the jewelry you wear turns into a weapon that goes straight for your captor's eyes and throat. All you need to do now is fall to the ground, and he will deliver the finishing blow. At this point, he is not even mad at you. He is angry that someone dared to covet what was his all along.
Roboute Guilliman is the other person here. Yes, he has drilled into you a myriad of possible contingency scenarios, and this is simply one of them. So once he gives you a secret signal you react and he acts.
After that, it is all but the usual sequence for him and his sons to take the perpetrator down.
Yes, not everything goes according to plan each time, but worry not. Your Lord Primarch is here to make sure that you are safe, the same way you will always make sure that he is too.
Vulkan joked about overengineering things that he gives to you, but this time it comes as a blessing rather than a curse. A simple pin you wear can be turned into a short sword and thrust into your captor's eye before they can slice your throat. All Vulkan needs now is for you to be brave and make this thrust. Please do so. Once that is done, he will take care of everything he can in order to protect you.
Both Sanguinius and Konrad Curze are a category of their own due to their foresight, but they act differently from each other.
Konrad Curze is not going to fight fair. Your captor will not even see him coming before the strike is delivered, slicing their head in two. After that, he will send his sons after whomever is left on this base, all while you are wrapped securely in his arms.
Night Haunter gives no orders, but also no restrictions. Everything will go, and those who are currently alive in your immediate vicinity will dread the fact that they were born specifically to experience such pain. This one time Konrad trusts that his sons will not disappoint him.
Sanguinius tries to appeal to whatever possible noble nature is in there, but his words are hollow and well chosen. He knows the exact sequence of vowels, words, and pauses he must use in order for your captor to falter just a little bit for his sons to make this strike. Everything is preordained, everything is foreseen, and everything will be all right because he wished it so.
Magnus the Red and Fulgrim are both very full of themselves, but they also have enough knowledge and ability to back up their claim of saving you before your captor can finish their threats toward you.
Magnus will do exactly as you expect him to. There is sorcery, there are warp creatures, and there is a total melting of the mind of the man who has decided to take you hostage. It is flashy, it is loud, it is threatening to tear reality apart, yet once it is done, you are safe in your Crimson King's arms, and he will make sure that no one can ever touch you again, even if he has to install some failsafe that will open a Warp Rift should someone even try to approach you with ill intentions.
Fulgrim may be flamboyant and deeply insecure about everything, but when it is needed, he is precise and calculated.
So this is exactly what he does. He talks grandly, he flaunts himself, trying to be as noticeable and theatrical as possible. Yet in his movements, you see delicate footwork. He is closing the distance to the point that once your captor senses something wrong, it is too late. Fulgrim's blade slices the head clean off their shoulders, and you are free to fall into your Phoenician's arms. Breathe now, love. All is well, and he has saved you. If need be, he will drown this whole world in blood in order not to let the situation happen again.
Now let us get to the assorted ones.
Horus Lupercal commands attention. He leans heavily into his charms and the fact that when he talks, others listen. So he plays it to the full.
All that your captor sees is him, not the Mournival who are coming from the back. Then, when the time is right, Horus simply snaps his fingers and the blades are delivered to end your captor's life and free you back into the Warmaster's arms. All is well, you are safe. He will learn from this in order to never let situations such as this occur again.
What your captor underestimates about Lorgar is just how persuasive he can be. Even if he is not the most martial of his brothers, he is one of those who can talk and make people listen. So the strike is not delivered by your Lord Primarch. It is delivered by your captor's close aide, who has now seen the light and is ready to pledge their soul and body to the true gods, and their pledge starts with freeing you, the Saint of the Prophet. How could it be otherwise?
Khan liked to joke about his speed with you, but here you finally see how truly, terrifyingly fast he is. Your captor has not even finished his threat before his body is sliced in half, and you are far from him in Jaghatai Khan's hands. It is perhaps the first time you truly see how precisely fast and forceful he is. But worry not, this kind of force will never be turned against you, only used to protect you.
Rogal Dorn tries to make it honorable, to challenge the wretch who has captured you.
But they refuse. They try these underhanded tactics to make him surrender, to make him fall under pressure. It pains him, but he cannot do that. He is unwilling to sacrifice you. So he will push forward with a speed and force that were not previously expected of him. You may be injured, but he will make sure that for each drop of blood that you have lost, a life will be taken from the one who dared to raise their hand against you. He can only hope that you will forgive him afterward.
While Mortarion knows that you can endure and that you are ready to bleed for his cause, he still wishes you did not have to. Yet this time, releasing this scourge is safer than having you bleed. He knows that you can survive for approximately 10 minutes of this, but your captor will not last even one. So he releases a life choking cloud in the chamber, making everyone cough and choke, but you still stay strong. He has approximately 9 minutes and 30 seconds to deliver the antidote to you, but he needed at least 2 minutes to exit the chamber with you, so 7 minutes and 30 seconds remain. Another minute is wasted because the automated defenses have activated. Another 2 are lost because this whole place is less stable than he would like before he can deliver the antidote. Finally, on the surface with 4 minutes and 30 seconds to spare, he will deliver what is needed to keep you by his side. Truly, your endurance is worthy of praise, and he will make sure that it does not need to be tested again any time soon.
It will take a miracle to find the real you, yet somehow that awful bridge had it on their side. It is you, the real you, who is captured and currently being held against the knife. So they have to act more quickly and more intelligently. Luckily, this is exactly their forte. If possible, they do it without you shedding a drop of blood. If not, they have a medical team on standby. After that, once you are patched up, Alpharius and Omegon will make sure that it is you who can choose the measure of justice to be delivered on each and every person in the bloodline that dared to raise their hand against you.
Lion El'Jonson tries to do this honorably, to challenge your captor to a true duel, but if they insist, he has people to take them out from a distance. It is not honorable, it is not clean, but you will be safe, and he will be free to be as wild as he was during his first years. When it comes to you, he bears no qualms about rejecting possible knightly honors. He is a wild beast, keen on saving his mate and everyone else be damned.
Did your assailant really think they would see Corvus before he was ready to deliver his final blow? Well, yes. As inconceivable this may be, your Lord Primarch does choose to reveal himself first, mainly so his sons can have a chance to deliver a strike from the shadows. This perhaps is one such situation in which calling attention to him is for the best.
But after this is resolved, he will make sure that you are more obscured than one could ever consider conceivable. No one will ever lay their hands on you, love. He will make sure of that.
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It's finally the day! All your things have finally been moved into your new husband's room and it's time to enjoy your honeymoon. Maybe you can stretch seductively across the bed and... you can't reach it. Everything in this room is sized for a Primarch. The bloody bedframe is taller than you. You might need to requisition a step ladder.
Big men, small (smaller than them) you! How will this work living-situation wise?
Lion El'Jonson
Lion subscribes to the notion that your and his quarters are to be separate no matter what. You have your own full set of rooms, furnished and designed the way your heart desires. He has his own set of rooms to be as useful as he needs them to be. If it is a matter of the two of you coming together for the task of sharing living space, he will propose using his, for yours could not support his stature or weight. But other than that? Your most noble of knights is not too concerned about having a shared space for the time being. However if you are to take flight on his ship, he will be met with reality, arranging for some, let us say, tools to make sure that you can navigate his quarters, because on his ship the most secure place for you is to be right next to him.
Fulgrim
He is perhaps the only one who is truly equipped to deal with it. He had mortal spouses before, and while those had their own separate quarters, he understands that his stature and size are not to be compared to the baseline. But if you are to share quarters on his ship, he will make sure that your needs are accounted for. There are step-stools, ladders and padding - all accounted for. And, of course, you'll have your very own hygiene suite perfectly tailored to your size and needs. Other than that, Fulgrim does find it a bit funny, yet still endearing, when you try to do things with the equipment that was always meant for his size and not yours.
Perturabo
He is quite mean about it. His living space is optimized for him, so if you do not measure inorganically - you will have to find a way to compensate for that, and he does not wish to be ever bothered with whatever issues you may encounter. Keep it to yourself and be in his space only if you are truly valuable to his lordship. That is until his wants to spend some private time with you and had to lift you to the bed. It kills the mood, but he arrange for enchantments afterwards. Look, he is petulant, but he is not truly callous.
Jaghatai Khan
Honestly, he can take it or leave it, because some things are simply things to him. While back on Chogoris, you will have your own rooms with things tailored for you, but on the move, you are expected to share his living quarters. And here Jaghatai expects you to make your own arrangements in order to make the space livable for you.
He is best at not drawing attention to whatever you need to do or whatever you want to have. Your Khan is ever respectful of your needs, but he is not going to bend over backwards in order to accommodate them.
Leman Russ
Honestly, he just expects you to get on with the things that are made to be his size: lordās bed, lordās furniture, lordās table, and lordās appetites. He pays no mind if you need any tools to reach things on his level, but he still expects you to reach them. So yes, a bed could be too large for you, you may need assistance to be lifted to a chair, and the plate placed before you at dinner is something you could eat off for several days.
Yet Leman also pays no attention to whether or not you are struggling to reach those things, and if someone does call attention to your struggles, he is sure to bash their skull against the wall. You are his mate, his spouse - so whatever tools you need to use at your discretion - are to be at your disposal, and no one is to call attention to that. But behind closed doors he all but adores your smaller stature. Mainly because seeing you taking his length the way you do - is the finest aphrodisiac this side of the universe has to offer.
Rogal Dorn
He would request your measurements and preferred dimensions well ahead of when he is ready to share his quarters with you. Thus once it is time to move in - there is some sort of hybrid space that is fitted to both him and you. Yes, perhaps you will have some sort of additional tools (like ladders) in order to be comfortable, but all in all he will always account for whatever limitations you may have that are not applicable to his size.
Konrad Curze
He will need a thorough sit down in order to make him understand how your needs are impacted by his choices. That yes, you need accommodations that go beyond him not killing you and ordering his sons not to kill you. Honestly, he is not likely to actually get it, but he is likely to simply give you free rein with the resources that are available to him in order for them to be available to you.
Once you are done with the changes to your shared quarters, Konrad does take note of that, but other than that he makes no comment. Sevatar may, but he will find himself with quite a few rearranged teeth if he ever tries to do that in Konradās and yours company. Lesser sons will not survive it at all.
Sanguinius
He actually gets it. His wings and stature require a lot of special maintenance, so he knows that you, a cherished baseline, will require something other than that.
Yet he is very keen on sharing a space with you. Your Great Angle allows - or rather - encourages you, to take charge of it. So yes, if you want to share space with him, you will be responsible for making sure that it is custom-made for both his wingspan and your size. But trust me on this one, he is more than happy to enter the space that you have designed with his and your needs in mind. And he will make sure to make his happiness know in most intimate of fashions.
Ferrus Manus
Originally, Ferrus has no qualms about your plea that things in his space are way too big for you. But as your relationship progresses, he may be amenable to introducing a few amendments that will make his Primarch sized space more suitable for your baseline. But generally that is it. Do not expect much from him here at all.
Angron
Perhaps a bit sad, but he has never intended to share his living space with you, so there is no accounting for your size. If you want to be in his space, you will have to find a way to compensate for it. So, yes, probably bring a ladder with you or learn how to climb.
Roboute Guilliman
Roboute likes to think that he is prepared, but in reality his detailed instructions were lost in translation, and this is how the two of you ended up with three rooms. One is built for you, one for him, and the third one is an unholy amalgam of things in between. There are two beds side by side, two chairs, two desks, and two wardrobes, all of different sizes and horribly mismatched styles. The worst of all this is discovered upon your arrival, when you are all but falling from exhaustion. Very well, tonight you will rest separately, but tomorrow he will redraw everything from scratch.
Mortarion
He is very much against sharing his resting space with you. For health and safety reasons. So if you insist on this - he is at a loss. Yet he is quick to relinquish whatever control he fathomed over it. Do with the space and him as you may. He will adapt. At your leisure.
Magnus the Red
You need not worry about it. Your shared quarters are perfectly furnished for the baseline, and when he is in them with you, he will also adjust his size to a baseline as well. So despite the fact that he can grow to truly enormous sizes, he will - in general - adapt his size to the one you are most comfortable with. Unless, of course, you want to experiment with his ever growing frame...
Horus Lupercal
Horus will pay no mind to it. You are an accessory to his lordship and the largess of the Imperium, so you will have to do with what he has provided you with. Yes, you are free to introduce your own tools, but do not ever expect him to navigate your needs with genuine interest. But all in al,l you are at least not constrained in your resources; whatever you want, whatever you need, will be created and delivered as soon as possible.
Lorgar Aurelian
Whatever you are talking about, he has commissioned a room that is a perfect synergy of you and him! There are ladders, step-stools or even ornate pedestals. This is one area in which Lorgar excels.
He is all but ecstatic to make sure that your shared living space is completely tailored to your needs and joy. Granted, you still will be subject to his daily sermons, but other than that, it is complete luxury and comfort. So be as you may?
Vulkan
Vulkan is the largest of them all, naturally. So he quite understands that things that are comfortable for him will not be that comfortable or of use to you.
And yet, he is keen to sit with you and work out whatever augmentations you may need in order to be able to navigate his space without much help or assistance. Tempting is that may be to exercise his size over you.
Corvus Corax
Corvus is actually against the idea of you and him having shared quarters, mainly because it is a security risk for him, at least publicly.
In private, he does have a number of nests across the ship in which you and he can find a moment of respite together. Those are mostly built to your size and not his, but he is willing to suffer some discomfort just to be able to hold you in his arms without having to worry what this might entail. On one occasion - when you were forced to stay in his quarters - he will you bundled in his bed, far too large for you, surrounded by his colors and draped in his cape. This alone is most cherished memory he has.
Alpharius&Omegon
There is a benefit to being the shortest Primarchs as they need not bother much with adjusting their living space to you.
Yes, some of the things may still be just a little too high for you to reach. And they do delight in being able to solve your daily struggles. To the point that they are hiding any tools that may help you to do things without them. No ladders or step stools for you, dear one, only them and them alone.
Special
Actually, this is going to be a note to another post I saw but currently cannot find (if you know what post I am talking about, please let me know, I would love to credit to them!!!). The real issue will be toilet and bathroom.
And if with the bathtub you can deal with the Primarch-sized one, the toilet is a completely different situation. So, all in all, you would likely have a different one built specifically to your measurements, because otherwise the fate of falling down a Primarch-sized toilet is worse than death.
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