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he wars on my hammer til i 40k

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eeeyy someone is liking my magnus reblogs again ;) *boops*

HAPPY TO BE OF SERVICE 🐾

i'm starved for magnus content i fear i've missed a lot of posts and things that i was tagged in as well bc they got lost in my notifs while i was less active *wailing in despair*

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omg puppy returning to my timeline im so happy

waaaa :'))) im not totally back, just kind of lurking and reblogging but i miss being more active :< my mental health has been really down the drain lately but i have a treatment coming up (if my insurance approves it) that has helped me a lot in the past and i'm really hoping it will help this time around too :')) maybe then i'll be able to be more present here and otherwise :}

it means a lot that u missed me ☹️🫂🫂

woof! 🐾

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Hmmm he's a bit too easy to objectify

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mreow

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RRRRRRGGRGGVGVGBBHGGVVGGRVRGRGRGRGGGH BARKBARKBARKBARKBARKBARRK GRRRAAAGHHHG RRRGRHRHRGEVGGVGVGVGRGRVB

[🎇] Magnus The Red "Crimson King"

5 / 20 18 Completed

Well, here's the red giant... I admit it, I may quite like the Egyptian aesthetic, and it may have gotten a little out of hand...

I'm really enjoying drawing all the primarchs in my drawing style... I don't know if you guys like it.

If anyone wants to see a specific Primarch, please let me know. ><

And of course, there's a bit of fan service down here ⤵️

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god i really hadn’t put it together before your art but the beef between leman and magnus really is just the “you’re just a little hater” “and?” meme huh

IT IS!

Personnaly, their beef is just this image:

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THSI HAS ME CRYING

he got so immersed in a book he forgot to eat or speak to anyone for 37 days and his kids are mad

What did he do wrong this time (wrong answers only)?

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Inspired by a similar doodle done by @floralynn-arts !

Also a good excuse to draw Maggy's body, under all the layered garments he has a lovely shape!

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oh im nauseous about jaime lannister this is what i get for suppressing my kms for a comfort character for 6 years

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OH MY GOOOOODDDDFGDDFFBSHXJJSCNSBAGSJBDNSNJDJEHDJJSHDHHSBDBD IM FROTHING AT THE MOUTH FFGFHFFDHDHFNDNDJNDGGHHHHHGGGGGGG

The Sorcerer King looks at you weird... (you got isekai'd into Soritarius and look a bit scrunkly)

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Can you imagine having trouble sleeping, insomnia, nightmares, etc., and Magnus coming to your bedroom because he senses your distress? Then he would tell you to just... relax and close your eyes, and he would use his powers to put you into a deep sleep, personally shaping your dreams into something nice and comforting. He would leave after he's sure you're taken care of, and in the morning, you'll wake up refreshed and loved.

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oh my fucking god. oh my god.

Please can you write something with Magnus the Red? Doesn't matter what

pairing: magnus the red x reader (gn.)

warnings: DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT, descriptions of body horror, angst

notes: tried to make this as gender neutral as possible. please tell me if I missed any feminine terms. first time writing for magnus hope I did him right.

There’s an old saying that “there’s a fine line between genius and insanity.” 

Magnus begged to differ. Genius is insanity, as it is what society labels it so; to break preconceived notions is viewed as insanity.

And then he met you.

You, the brightest pharmacist in all of Tizca with nearly enough accolades to match his.

You, the most insane scholar to ever roam Prospero’s medical institutions.

Prospero was most known for its sorcerers but at the end of the day, it was the land of scholars meaning any and all avenues of knowledge were pursued, including medicine. You, specifically, specialised in concocting medicine from the planet’s flora and fauna to assist in a patient’s physical recovery from psychic maladies.

That was how your paths crossed.

See, the thing with contracting psychic illnesses is that those afflicted have either gone mad or are days away from passing on. Ignoring ethical concerns—but you always cared about those, the latter were too unpredictable and the former would rather spend their final days with their loved ones which left you without any test subjects.

So you decided you would become the test subject. 

And you had proudly proclaimed so when proposing your research to him. He had baulked at the proposition. It was suicidal, and while Magnus is the last person to preach about caution, he wasn’t the one running around asking for money to consume poison.

He rejected it the second you finished your presentation.

In response, you continued to push, hounding him like a dog. You were practically there at every turn approaching him with passionate—— near manic eyes. He continued to reject you for years, hoping you would eventually wear yourself out, but that never happened.

Instead, he became your research partner.

Somehow, you had managed to convince him, and somehow he had let himself be convinced.

Maybe that was a sign of what was to come, a sign that that partnership would grow into something more.

Or maybe he was just as insane as you.

No, that’s not right, isn’t it? You always made far better decisions than him. Always.

Either way, the endeavour was a success, and together, you discovered several treatments in quick succession. You went on to open a clinic; it was a humble place compared to the towering pyramids that overshadowed it, and on the day of its grand opening, you asked him to marry you. 

Right. In. Front. Of. Everybody.

And he wouldn’t have had it any other way.

You became his, his partner in study and in life. Magnus was never one to believe in blessings, but you were his, and he couldn’t imagine a world where he didn’t meet you. It was a good marriage, all things considered. Propsero prospered under your care; you and he were at your happiest, and that didn’t change when his Father, his progenitor, finally came for him. You simply became a parent to his legion, to his Thousand Sonds.

Sadly, by his fault, it was short-lived.

He sought to resolve the issue of the Flesh Change that plagued his legion and paid a far heavier price than he thought.

In the beginning, you had joined him in looking for a cure. 

But his legion, his sons, continued to die. 

Bit by bit, he watched as your hope for a cure dwindled. It broke you; you, the brightest star in Prospero, the doctor who cured the incurable.

“We’ve know that this illness is connected to the Great Ocean,” you had said, looking over the cadaver of a legionnaire, an apothecary who had ended his life as soon as the symptoms of the Change worsened, “But its cause is unknown and those affected are not limited to the physchically gifted of your gene-line.” 

You looked to him, forlorn, “I’m starting to believe there is no cure. We simply do not have enough knowledge about the Great Ocean to find one.”

He should have left it at that, grieved those lost and shifted his focus to palliative care. 

But he didn’t.

Giving up did not mean you would abandon the pursuit—not even the Emperor Himself could stop you from attempting to save a life, and the research would simply be put on the back burner. He knew you had hoped that if you did not find a cure yourself in the present, you would in the future, if not, years down the line, someone would. 

You had the patience to wait.

Magnus did not.

You were always his better half.

He delved into the Depths of the Great Ocean against his better judgment and his Father’s warnings. Then It came along and It offered a deal—a cure in exchange for a piece of his soul and a piece of his flesh.

He took it, and you paid the price.

You see, when he married you, he tied his soul to yours. It was a vow of loyalty in that he would have no other but you. However, to those who looked into the Warp, they would see the two of you as one, entwined forevermore.

When he Resurfaced he had found you screaming as you attempted to claw your eyes out. Only, you had no eyes, just smooth skin where they should have been. 

The same happened to your mouth, days later. 

Next week, your ears.

By the end of the month, you were nothing but a sack of conscious flesh with a hole for a nose.

The rest of your body was in similar condition. Limbs multiplied or disappeared, and bones rearranged themselves under your skin. His best apothecaries could find no source for this unknown affliction, but Magnus knew.

He was paying his dues.

A piece of your flesh. A piece of your soul.

You suffered for months, physically screaming out in pain, begging him to put you out of your misery. He couldn’t, he couldn’t bear to let you go. You were his better half and he could not accept that he had done this to you.

He promised you a cure. 

That was for naught.

One night, you fell silent, your soul disappeared. 

To where?

Magnus does not know.

Ten millennia later, your soul still eludes him.

Perhaps, it is better this way.

Prospero, your beloved Prospero was razed and now it was being rebuilt. However, gone were the beautiful gardens, sprawling plazas and towering pyramids of Tizca instead, there was only a great war forge. 

Every bit of his homeworld will play its part in the great game.

And you would hate that.

Your clinic, your research would no longer be used for cures but to create the ailments. Some would say such an act would be more befitting for the followers of the Plaguefather but the Changer of Ways appreciated such twists of fate.

In this way, you, his beloved,  would be remembered.

You would hate this.

You would hate him.

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no one look at me im unwell and nauseous with a fever and this is jaime lannister just look away from me im too sick to post

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Some April fools shenanigans featuring Magnus playing pranks on his brothers...

Beardus deletus

Body switch (you can tell who's who because Sanguinius never wears pants)

And much more...

The face of someone who did nothing wrong

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Happy trans visibility day! I love my trans followers and you're all safe here in my blog!!