#wh40crack.

here's another list of headcanons, both unserious and not, that I've compiled while writing this au. Some of the listed characters have not had their entries posted yet.

You found out by 'accident' that Sevatar is particularly sensitive on his neck. Of course, if the sudden jump and subsequent glare thrown your way didn't clue you in, the low growl that emanated when you chuckled certainly did.

It turns out that Curze and the Lion have much more in common than previously thought. Take stalking their destined lover like an apex predator for one...

Horus Lupercal enjoys his personal space. Horus Lupercal also enjoys your personal space. Horus Lupercal's personal space is now your personal space (i.e., his glorious tits). Horus Lupercal will make concessions for many things, but this is not one of them.

Not only have you stolen Leman's heart(s), you've stolen his brothers from him, too. Freki and Geri absolutely adore you and, much to his exasperation, take your side whenever you two disagree with each other. No matter how right he is. And because it's you. These are the rules, brother. They do not make them; they only follow them. Cue the smug grin on your face.

Vulkan finds it endearing when you furrow your brow in concentration as you work. He finds it equally endearing when your features soften and you lean into him whenever he bends down to kiss said brow, too.

From the outside looking in, some would think you have a death wish. Others would call you brave. Be that as it may, you are, to date, one of the few (if not the only) people who absolutely does not bristle whenever Perturabo stares (glares, really) at you. You can't take the man seriously, if only because you truly know what he's like behind closed doors.

The first time you met the Khan was when he approached you and told you of your... connection. Interesting. Up until that point, you thought you were a non-entity in his eyes. It was only later that you found out he'd been observing you for some time, but only waited to make his presence known once his assessment was complete. Or something to that extent.

Yours and Eidolon's dynamic is like the push and pull of Xenos and Man, the hot and cold of water, love and hatred existing simultaneously. And never has he found such a thing... intoxicating.

Contrast this with Mortarion, however, who would rather isolate, sulk, and martyr himself like a petulant child than admit he'd love nothing more than to be dominated by with you.

Sanguinius having visions and dreaming about you before you two even met.

And once you and Sanguinius met, he kept his distance for your safety and... his sanity. But still, he pined for you.

Your relationship being something of a slow burn until he embraces his inner 'fuck it' and it turns into a full-fledged relationship. Did you know the depths of his feelings for you?

Privacy, Privacy, Privacy. Few know he's a taken man. The first person he told was Horus. Sanguinius is actually very protective of you and your relationship with him.

And speaking of protectiveness, have you noticed how... vigilant the Blood Angels are around you?

You being interested in his wings and despite feeling uncomfortable when they're touched, he'll let you caress them. Not for long, though.

Sitting in his lap more often than not.

Sanguinius being surprisingly... candid with you when it comes to certain aspects of being a Primarch. He might allude to other things but won't really elaborate and should you ask him, he'll merely shake his head, give you a delicate smile, and assure you that it's nothing.

Being your ever-present protector. Whenever he can. And I do mean ever-present.

Sometimes surprising you by swooping down and scooping you up into his arms. A variant of that is dropping down and enveloping you in both his arms and wings.

Forehead kisses. If there's one thing Sanguinius is consistent with regarding you, it's forehead kisses.

I'm just going to say their reaction would be exactly like a teenage boy going "Uhhhh…" and not know how to respond.

He will suddenly light up and give you his most genuine smile back: Sanguinius, Vulkan.

Sanguinius would be a bit flustered. He'd blush a nice little rosy hue and look so cute that you probably wouldn't be able to resist giving him a hug.

Vulkan, on the other hand, would just be flabbergasted. Like, imagine the biggest, most muscular, most intimidating teddy bear being completely taken aback that a human could possibly love him and his very being. And he will give you a bone-crushing bear hug.

"Of course, I know you love me": Fulgrim, Russ, Horus.

Fulgrim would just smirk arrogantly and tell you that, of course you love him, but he love you more.

Russ, on the other hand, would growl and roll his eyes. He'd grumble something about being more of a warrior and less of a softie, right before making your heart melt by giving you a big, goofy hug.

Horus, well Horus would just be happy. A big, genuine smile would spread across his face, his eyes would sparkle, and he'd feel like he was in the best place in the galaxy. And he will begin to subtly brag to all his brothers that his lover has confessed to him.

When you say that, he's already thinking about weddings, honeymoons, kids' names, and retirement plans: Dorn, Perturabo, Lorgar.

You could practically feel the blood drain from Dorn's temples as his mind attempts to comprehend the idea of marriage or retirement. "My daughter will not marry that thing!" "What?" "Nothing."

Perturabo… it honestly depends if he's in a stable mood or a petulant one. Either he'd be all "Sure, okay" or he'd start a massive debate about the first place the first place you two will go in honeymoons and where one gets the idea of it.

Lorgar, without a second's hesitation, starts writing about how it was destiny that you two ended up together, and how all the stars in creation aligned upon meeting.

Once you say that, he won't react. However, that night, before going to bed, he realized that you said you loved him: Guilliman, Magnus, Corax.

Guilliman would start pacing the room. "Do you mean it? Do you actually feel it? Of course, you do, but oh, by the Emperor, I hope I'm right." Yes, but actually he's been so absorbed in whatever he's been focusing on that the prospect of romantic love is a foreign concept, and yet, he's already calculating how to balance any relationship with his usual duties. But that was just a side benefit. What really mattered was that he'd actually said it.

Magnus would probably do something corny like teleport to your home in the middle of the night. Then, with his face inches from yours, the Crimson King would declare, "Wh-What?! Y-You… What? Me?! But why?!"

Corax wouldn't even react that much. If you paid closer attention, you might see his cheeks turn from pale to ever so slightly red, and then you might catch the slightest crack of a smile.

He will look at you suspiciously but still soft for you: Ferrus, Lion, Khan.

Ferrus, for his part, would probably laugh at you for a solid five minutes before saying "You're kidding, right?" He might even give you a pat on the head.

The Lion, the Lion is a hard read. But you get the feeling that, deep down, he's a little softie. So even if his initial reaction is pretty cold, you feel like he'd soften after a bit.

The Khan, surprisingly, is probably going to be the most openly affectionate. He gives you a wink, and will take you out on his jetbike.

He will appreciate it and will also wonder what the hell is going on in your head: Angron, Mortarion, Konrad.

There's a good chance that Angron, for all his rage and fury, would still have so little self-worth that he's genuinely confused. How could you love him? How could anyone?!

But Mortarion, for all his bile and hatred, is still a man. A loveless, cold man, but all it takes is a little prodding to make that ice melt. Mortarion would, eventually, give you a little smile and say "Well, I suppose you're not so bad."

Konrad, meanwhile, would just laugh maniacally or start crying in a corner.

You don't said "I love you". He said "I love you": Alpharius & Omegon.

"You deserve it. No one but you could have been fit for this job. Otherwise, the Emperor would have picked someone else."

Horus sighed and relaxed into his bed. "I know that. But what if I fail him. My father has put so much on my shoulders, and now I'm expected to do what he did. Lead the crusade."

You set your brush down on the desk he'd gotten for you to keep your things on and went over to the bed. You were both dressed for the evening and getting comfortable before bed.

"I think you don't give yourself enough credit." You smiled and climbed into the bed Horus had aquired for you both. He'd wanted you to be comfortable.

The newly appointed war master took you into his arms and set down the old Terran book he'd been studying.

"I'm the primarch of the 16th, and now I've been made the warmaster, I think I've been given my fair share of credit."

"Still not enough, in my opinion. I won't be happy till every city, on every world, has a statue of you." You smiled, and Horus sighed warmly.

Leaning down, he kissed the side of your face. It was such a soft gesture for one so big and powerful.

"What would I do without you?" He smiled, you smiled too.

"Probably what you're doing now, just without me." You said. He shivered at the thought. In your short few years together, he'd grown so attached to you.

You were his soft place, the place his hearts longed fit at the end of a long day. He'd keel your closet when he could, but he'd never risk your life by bringing you onto a battlefield. So time away was inevitably going to happen, and he'd long for you every moment you were apart.

"Don't even joke about that. I couldn't do this without you."

You kissed his cheek. "You would be just fine. You're a primarch. You're built to withstand much worse things than not having a human to keep you warm at night." You chuckled.

Horus frowns, his eyes softening as one of his large fingers combs through your freshly beushed hair. "I wouldn't want to do this all without you. Why do you think I went through all that trouble to have you augmented to live longer. I don't do that for just anyone."

"I know, Lulu. I'm just poking fun." The only person who had nickname for him like that was you.

He pulled you closer. No one else would have been allowed to call him Lulu and get away with it. But he didn't hate the nickname when it was from you. Because Horus did indeed love you.

"My strange little companion, whatever shall I do with you?"

"Some cuddles before bed would be nice."

"Then cuddles it shall be."

You both slipped into a calm, comfortable silence. Lupercal staves off sleep just a bit longer, though watching you sleep soundly in his arms.

Leaning down, he kissed your cheek, causing you to hum and smile in your sleep.

"I love you." He said, so soft it was barely above a whisper. "More than I'll ever be able to tell you. More than I'll ever be able to explain." He closed his eyes, and peaceful sleep took him.

Konrad Curze - He's interesting. His feelings for his crush are so unstable that he can't make up his mind on how he should get them to love him. One moment, he's trying to win them not by force, the next he's kidnapping them. His love for his crush is so fickle that he ends up doing both simultaneously. He goes back and forth like this until something else catches his attention.

Yeah... Curze could be considered the "chaotic evil" primarch in this scenario. That's the best word to describe his "love."

Fulgrim - His love for his crush is something that he takes immense pride and satisfaction in. As time passes, his love grows more and more intense, as his quest to win his crush over becomes something he can't go on living without.

His love is an artistic thing, something he revels in wholeheartedly. It's even become an obsession, with his thoughts of his crush consuming his mind at all times. He can't stand the idea of them rejecting him...

… He won't allow this to happen. Not to him.

Perturabo - He refuses to accept that his crush doesn't love him back. He becomes increasingly resentful, and his love eventually becomes an excuse to bully their instead. Once his bitterness finally reaches an intolerable height, he'll explode and force others to help him. His crush never accepts his love, but their still become his spouse...

… Against their will.

Jaghatai Khan - His feelings of resentment towards his crush grows stronger and stronger over time. Yet, despite his anger, he is still more reasonable than the others. His love becomes a bit less aggressive when compared to the previous primarchs described. However, if he can't win his crush over through love, he will attempt to bribe them into sharing his love with him.

Not the worst tactic, but not the best.

Roboute Guilliman - He's relatively calm about his crush's rejection. This doesn't stop him from still trying to force himself upon them, though...

...and since his mind works so efficiently, his plan for winning his crush over is very thorough. His love for his crush will remain relatively consistent for a long time.

It's hard to tell if his persistence is endearing or disturbing.

Vulkan - He's among the more level-headed ones in this situation. He tries to win his crush over through patience, not force. Unlike most of the others, he's willing to let his crush make the next move.

He doesn't quite understand why the other primarchs are so dead-set on forcing their crushs to love them. He even finds their obsession to be a bit unsettling and frightening. Still, he holds onto his feelings for his crush. It brings him comfort... even if it may not get him his desired outcome.

Leman Russ - He's the complete opposite of Vulkan. His crush's rejection only serves to make him want to win them over more, with his behavior becoming more aggressive as time goes on.

He's not the type of person to give up easily. His love will become more desperate as he continues to be rejected by his crush... to the point where he will do anything to get what he wants.

Alpharius Omegon - His approach towards his crush seems different from the others. Rather than outright trying to win them over or kidnap them, he uses mind games and manipulation to make them want his love. He's not a very direct primarch, nor is he that straightforward when it comes to pursuing his desires.

In this scenario, he's arguably the least aggressive towards his crush out of everyone else... but the fact that he's willing to toy with his crush in order to get what he wants isn't exactly any better…

Mortarion - His approach towards his crush is the most extreme. He refuses to accept that his crush won't love him back, and as a result, he becomes more forceful with his pursuit. He doesn't stop when they say to stop... in fact, he becomes more insistent until he gets what he wants.

Mortarion is the most unhinged of the primarchs in this scenario... though at the same time, he's also the most focused. Of the many primarchs, his love for his crush feels the strongest. His rage is only surpassed by his infatuation.

Magnus the Red - His love for his crush becomes more unhinged as time goes on. Like Mortarion, Magnus reacts with aggressive resentment towards his crush's constant rejections.

Yet, as time passes, his rage grows colder... with him instead resorting to mind games and manipulation in order to get what he wants. As if that's any better than the love that is constantly, obsessively burning inside of him…

Angron - In this scenario, Angron reacts violently towards his crush's constant rejections. Eventually, he can't take it anymore and lashes out. His anger over this is a whole other beast from the rest of the primarchs...

… And yet, deep within all of the hate and spite, there is an innate desire for his crush to love him. His love is the strongest out of all of the primarchs, but so is his hate.

Lorgar Aurelian - Unlike the others, he does not see a rejection as his crush's own will, rather he sees it as fate itself keeping them apart.

Lorgar does not see his crush as a mortal, but as a beacon of light to guide him on his own spiritual path. He believes his crush to be a higher power... one that he cannot, nor should not, directly influence. And yet, he still longs for them... for if they truly are an embodiment of the divine, then their love would be the highest gift he could receive.

This could lead to Lorgar doing some pretty extreme, even downright illegal, things in order to bring himself closer to his crush. Even so, his love for them remains the purest out of the rest of the primarchs. He views his crush as less of a romantic partner and more of a messiah for which he can worship.

With that said, though, it does not stop his soul from craving their love in return. His soul still craves their touch. His soul still craves their embrace.

Ferrus Manus - Due to his iron will, he reacts far better than any of the other primarchs with handling his crush's constant rejections. His love for them grows, but he remains calm and resolute. He respects his crush's right to reject him, but his desire for their love still burns inside of him.

If anything, it's his determination that allows him to keep his desire under control. His love for his crush is a well-ordered thing, not some chaotic mess like the love of some of his brothers.

Sanguinius - Although he isn't as aggressive towards his crush, his love grows more and more desperate as time goes on. His behavior becomes more manic and less rational over the course of his pursuit. As the other primarchs' love grows darker and more unhealthy, Sanguinius' love grows brighter and brighter.

Even so... his love is far from the most wholesome thing out there. He still resorts to mind games and manipulation in order to attain his crush... though with him, it seems strangely benign or harmless in comparison to all of the others.

Lion El'Jonson - He loves his crush in a manner more befitting a soldier than a romantic partner. For the Lion, love is a sign of strength, not weakness. To him, strength means being able to get what one wants...

… Even if that means taking it by force. His love for his crush is a constant, unrelenting need. His behavior becomes more aggressive and violent over time.

For the Lion, his love isn't something that can fade or dwindle... it's everything to him.

Rogal Dorn - His love for his crush isn't some chaotic or unstable thing like the love of the others. Rather, it's something more methodical and organized, something that he always has under control. It's almost as if his love is a constant stream of cold, hard water.

He will win his crush over through patience and willpower... even if it means kidnapping them to do so. His love and desire is a ceaseless, constant thing, but it comes through in a far more measured manner than the others.

Horus Lupercal - His love for his crush is the most genuine out of the rest of the primarchs. As time passes and his love keeps growing, he comes to view his crush as someone he cannot live without...

… But he still tries to keep his love within the realm of the sane. He refuses to go to the extent that his brothers will go in order to win his crush over. His love is a wholesome, uplifting thing, and he wishes for it to remain that way...

… With that said, he does not shy from manipulating his crush into returning his love...

Corvus Corax - His love is surprisingly calm and reserved. His obsessions aren't the most intense of the primarchs and tend to be relatively contained despite his love for his crush being quite intense and obsessive, he has a far better handle on his desires than any of his brothers. As such, his reactions to the rejections of his crush are much more measured and subdued. And while he may become increasingly desperate for his crush's love... He may be the primarch to resist the impulse to act on his obsessions.

As much as Corax loves his crush, he understands that it is not his right to require the person to love him in such a way... even if that's all he wants.

(I hope you will like it. - Heretic Anon)

This is fucking beautiful. I don't like it, I love it.

here's a list of headcanons, both unserious and not, that I've compiled while writing this au. some of the characters listed have not had their entries posted yet.

Interestingly, it is Rogal Dorn who will take the laurel out of all the Primarchs for fast-tracking his relationship. Almost immediately, you were moved into his quarters. It is his wish that you two will marry soon after.

One of the Emperor's most prized possessions is an artifact fashioned in your likeness. It is currently stored away with some other vestiges of antiquity and was once considered one of the most famous pieces of art in the world during its time.

Konrad Curze has not made himself known to you, not yet, but he has taken to leaving... offerings at your doorstep. It is equal parts amusing and perplexing to see you recoil at the sight of them. At least you have not seen his shrine to you. Not yet, that is.

You never sleep on Roboute's bed. You always sleep on him; he's usually on his back, you're sprawled out on his torso, and an arm is wrapped securely around you. Whenever he sleeps on his stomach, you're asleep on his back. It's a wonder you don't wake with an aching body.

Lorgar has penned a book of treatises for and about you that has become... very popular throughout the Imperium. Much to your embarrassment. And his delight.

Angron gifted you a chainaxe forged in the exact likeness of his own, one that you keep mounted on the walls of your quarters (which you made the World Eaters do) because he would hear nothing of the fact that it was at least twice as big as you were.

Consequences be damned, the one thing that Angron will defy when it comes to the Nails is touching you. To him, it is worth it.

One of the few occasions where you bore witness to Sanguinius' serene visage cracking was when your wounds were being tended to after a particularly brutal skirmish. Throne, it was a miracle that the poor soul helping you was too preoccupied to notice the dark look in his eyes. It was jealousy induced by the Red Thirst.

Though it took a lot of courage on your end, you actually approached him first. Khârn was content just watching you. He also has a tendency to ignore you when you call out to him, if only because of the absurdity of the latest pet name you've come up with, and while he will never say it, there is also some fondness for your fascination with saying his name. [think of that one scene in Mass Effect where Wrex and Grunt keep saying Shepard's name]

It was the Sanguinor who uttered your name, and that is when Dante knew who fated love had chosen for him.

One of Magnus' love languages for you is Warp shenanigans. He is very much aware of how awestruck you are by his physicality, and has used glamours to the effect of you seeing him in various states of... undress. Your reaction, especially in the presence of others, amuses him.

You managed to tell Ferrus Manus off and live to tell the tale. What emphasizes this entire scenario is that afterward, he smirked, and it... scared you a little. A lot, really.