#alpharius x reader

[ms--lobotomy]

Are y'all down for some heresy?

NSFW under the cut. Don't say I didn't warn you.

LION EL'JONSON - "Stay quiet," he grumbled. He pushed you against the wall and kicked your legs apart before tearing off what garments you were wearing. You wanted to open your mouth, but a large hand pressed against it, almost obfuscating your entire face. He unzipped his leather trousers with the other hand, only pulling them down far enough to reveal himself to you. He didn’t prepare himself before he went in, and it hurt. His hands moves towards your wrists, and he held you up against the cold wall as he went in deeper, and deeper. You relaxed into his grip and kept your lips sealed until you couldn’t, and the moan that escaped you was nothing short of content.

??? - SEX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FULGRIM - Intricate knots kept you suspended in the air as he ran his hand along your collarbone. You wanted to cry out, to beg him, to scream that he should get on with it. But there was a gag in your mouth, impeding your speech. His hand ran lower, down to your breast. He hovered slightly above it, a smirk dusting his face before he squeezed your nipple and you let out a little whimper. His hands trailed lower and lower before he reached between your legs, sticking a finger in. You couldn’t make any comprehensible sounds with that gag in your mouth, but he still knew that you were finally enjoying yourself.

PERTURABO - You were situated atop him, with his hands on your waist. You needed a little bit of help moving up and down. He was difficult to straddle as he was twice your size, but you made it work. He moved you up and down on him, stretching you out. Between the little noises that you made, you managed to eek out a few words. "Oh, you're doing wonderfully." He froze, holding you down on him. Maybe it was the almost pleading expression on your face that did it, or the words themselves. Either way, you saw his expression soften for just a moment before you felt him slam you onto himself, hard.

JAGHATAI KHAN - You hadn’t had the idea to stop until your clothes were cast to the side of the bike and you were sitting on his lap, facing him. You looked up at him as he brought you down upon him. You let out a quiet whimper and felt your face go warm. “Let it out,” he told you softly. It took you a few seconds to do so as he raised you up and down on him. Your hands trailed to his chest as he started to go faster. And faster. You were practically howling by the time he was done with you, finishing inside of you. You felt something wet and sticky dribble down your leg. "Let's get you cleaned up," he said, picking you up and putting you back down before he went to grab something to clean you off.

LEMAN RUSS - Your face went warm when you saw his sons staring at you, leering at you. You still pulled your shirt over your head, and you didn’t say anything as he grabbed you by the shoulders and pinned you down, whispering sweet nothings into your ear. One hand roamed down your body, the other pushed your legs apart. You looked to the side, towards his sons. They were talking amongst themselves, and more importantly, staring at you. As Leman put a finger between your legs, you let out a delicate moan. You knew it was going to be a long night.

ROGAL DORN - He had you right where he wanted you, tied down to his bed with a toy between your legs. He watched as you squirmed and writhed as you had been doing for the past couple of hours, unable to turn the device off. You moaned, looking up at him. He was looking at you as warmly as a man like him could, his expression soft and loving. He made his way over to you, kneeling over you. He put a large hand to your cheek, and you leaned into it as you climaxed yet again, loud and hard. He chuckled. "You're beautiful when you climax."

KONRAD CURZE - His fingers dug into your legs, breaking your delicate skin. He was coarse and rough and he threatened to snap your body in half. Blood lightly glazed his fingers as he slammed himself into you, with no care to how you may be feeling. A ravenous grin graced his face. Tears began to well up in your eyes as you gently called out his name. His grip moved up to your arms, just above your hands, and it once again drew blood. You looked up at him, barely able to keep your eyes open. "Please," you begged, as he started to go faster inside of you. He grunted something in his native Nostraman as he finished inside you, burying his face in your neck.

SANGUINIUS - You tried running and you tried hiding, but when the Brightest One wanted you, he wanted you. He’d excused himself from his previous calling and roamed the ship looking for you until he had you exactly where he wanted you. He’d pinned you to the wall, ripping off your clothes with a wild desire in his eyes before he sank his teeth into your neck. You winced as he siphoned blood from you, and you gently clutched the back of his head. You ran your fingers through his hair as he planted kisses lower and lower on you, using his teeth. You knew it was going to leave a mark, but you didn’t struggle against him as he made his way between your legs.

FERRUS MANUS - He pinned you to the wall as if you were an object with one hand and planted his other right on your throat. His metallic hands were cold and slippery against your skin. He tapped his fingers against your neck, teasing you, before he grasped your neck and air became nothing less than a privilege to you. You gasped for air, but nothing came through your windpipes. “Winded?” he asked, blood rushing to your face. Your hands instinctively grappled for his, but you didn’t want to choke out your safe word. Not yet. Before you lost consciousness, though, he let go of you. You collapsed to the floor and gasped for air, clutching your chest. He grabbed your jaw and tilted your head up to look at him. “You’re cute when you’re winded.”

??? - I think they need to check my apartment for a gas leak.

ANGRON - Here he is, the Red Angel, restrained before you. You felt his face. It was warm. "You're going to be okay," you cooed, planting a kiss on his scarred lips. You took out some lube, and rubbed it on him. He throbbed in your hands. You saw his face scrunched up in pleasure before he let out a moan, low and guttural. You paused to plant another kiss on his lips before you went back to him. He writhed in the intricate ropework you had done on him, but nothing broke. "You're doing so well," you said. He grunted in response. Before long, you'd finished him, and the noise that he let out was nothing less than beautiful.

ROBOUTE GUILLIMAN - Before you even had time to think about it, he’d cast his paperwork aside, stripped your clothes off and spread you out over his desk like a delicacy. He slid a finger over the area between your legs, and you could see a slightly devious smile cross his face before he stuck it in. You let out a yelp and clung to the sides of his desk before he put his other finger to your lips. “Ssh,” he said. “We wouldn’t want anyone to hear us, right?” he asked, pushing his finger all the way up. Your face scrunched up as he went up and down inside you. A few times you got close to revealing your whereabouts, but you managed to reel it in.

MORTARION - Not many people got to see the Pale King’s lab, but you were one of the lucky few. You rubbed up against him, time and time again. You did this until he pushed his materials aside, set you on the counter, and pulled your clothes off. He pulled his mask down and put his mouth on yours, sliding himself in. He trailed kisses down you, stopping briefly at your nipple, before he spread your legs open. "You did this to yourself," he murmured, before he put his tongue between your legs and you let out a loud moan. You knew that you were going to be here for a long time.

MAGNUS THE RED - Here you were, bound via warp magic (for lack of a better term), Magnus in front of you. You shivered, bare as you ever were, and he grabbed your hands before he kissed you, rubbing himself on you. He was only slightly larger than the average human now, able to comfortably fit inside of you once the time would come. You let out a little moan, and he chuckled at you. "Sensitive?" he asked, before sliding into you. Your fingers interlocked with his, and you threw your head back in pleasure. He chuckled. "Look at me," he said, grabbing your chin and tilting it down to look at him.

HORUS - You cried out, in pleasure and in pain. He'd pried your legs open as if it were nothing and forced himself in, not even bothering to prepare you for the experience. And here he was now, looming over you, smile cocky as ever. You swear the two of you were going at it for hours, his breath hot on your neck and his hands effortlessly pinning you to the bed, until he suddenly slowed down. He shoved himself in you once, then twice, then three times. You looked up at him with wide eyes. You opened your mouth to speak, but he spoke first. “You’re going to make a great mother.”

LORGAR - He wanted to fuck his problems away, release all of his frustrations onto you, but he simply couldn’t. You were already whimpering underneath him, tears gathering in your eyes, and he was being as gentle as he could be. His hand grazed the side of your face, and you leaned into it. A tear fell from your eye. “You’re taking it so well, my love,” he cooed, wiping your tear away. “If only you could see how gorgeous you look.” Your face went warm, and you turned your gaze to the side. With one hand, he turned your head back towards him. “Look at me,” he said. “Let me watch you come undone.”

VULKAN - You looked up at him, your face scrunched up as he struggled to fit it in. Your hands were intertwined, his massive hands engulfing yours. You whimpered and moaned as he slowly slid in, pressing hard against your walls. He leaned down, his lips grazing your ear. “Good girl,” he said. “Just a little more, okay?” You gulped, and you nodded as he pressed into you. He pressed a kiss to your neck as he pulled himself out. It was much easier for him to put himself in you this second time, stretched out on him. You looked down at him, wrapping your arms around his neck.

CORVUS CORAX - He sat next to you, staying close by your side. Your skirt was shorter than usual this meeting, and you had “neglected” to put on underwear. As he talked, he slid a finger between your legs, and started to make a motion as if he were beckoning someone over. You tried not to make a face as you looked at everyone else at the meeting. Nobody was looking at you particularly funnily. As he stopped speaking, he slid another finger in. You looked up at him, and there was a slightly bemused smile on his face. Your face went warm as he stuck another finger in.

ALPHARIUS - There were lookalikes all over you, touching you, inside you. You could barely handle the one in your mouth, but there was one in each hand, one in your chest and one between your legs, buried to the hilt. And when he had spilled himself inside you, leaving that mark that you belonged to the Alpha Legion, another took his place. Your hands began to tire, though, and your eyes began to droop. You looked up, as much as you could. The one in your mouth took himself out, and cupped your face. "Tired yet?"

[moodymisty]

[ 𝕸𝖔𝖔𝖉𝖞𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖞'𝖘 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙 | 𝕬𝖔3 ]

Author's note: I wanted to write AlphariusOmegon, and I was also encouraged to do so enjoy. I only did one quick revise so not my best work.

Relationships: AlphariusOmegon/Fem!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, Bukakke/Cum facial, Oral (male receiving), Is having your twin/other half of your soul watch you get your dick sucked incest?, Oh well just bolding to be sure, Kind of rough facefucking but not really rough

It's Omegon's turn now.

The tip of his cock rests on your tips, nudging between them to try and push his way inside. You give way obediently and let your sore jaw open wide once more for him- the third time? Forth? - letting him slip his cock inside. Your hands rests on his thighs throat letting out a groan, muffled by the intrusion of his cock, as you feel him push against the inside of your cheek.

Alpharius sits beside him on the bed, a small distance between them. Enough to fit you between them, if you weren't currently on your knees between Omegon's thighs. When you are on the Alpha, and they can both be frontward facing, that is where you always are- snug between.

"Are you tired, little one? I see your eyes closing."

Your eyes are, but more so because of Alpharius' cum- some of Omegon's too probably, it's all a blur how many times they've coated your face so far - that's smeared all over your face, threatening to get into your eyes.

"She has to satisfy two primarchs, not just one, I'm not surprised she's worn out."

Omegon brushes a hand over your hair, disgustingly smearing the cum both he and his brother have already left into it, before cradling the crown of your head. It's somewhat gentle, as well as serving for him to force himself deeper into your mouth. You don't have the energy to bob your head, and so he fully takes over to simply fuck your mouth at his preferred pace.

"But you can go a bit longer, yes? Let me finish one more time before we let you rest."

It's not as if you have a choice in the matter. You're too tired to move, too weak to fight back, you only have enough to keep your mouth wide for him, letting either of them them use it as they please. The sounds you make are crude and gross, the wet squelching noise of your throat trying to swallow the excessive amount of spit your mouth creates at his cock's intrusion. It dribbles down your chin, sticking against your neck. The salty taste of his sweat and precum permeates your entire mouth, though you have little care about it at this point.

You glance to the side over Omegon's thigh and see Alpharius, who watches you with a pleased expression. He's tapped out for the time being, cock tucked back in his trousers, but you know that he's more than capable of changing his mind.

Omegon hears your pathetic whimper as he pulls out enough for you to finally get a deep breath of air to fully fill your lungs, before he tightens the hand around the back of your head and returns to pull your mouth back onto him once more. You can only give a soft whimper in defiance, one that is swiftly ignored over the sounds of him sloppily fucking your face. The head of his cock keeps bumping and bullying the soft palette at the back of your mouth, each time you groan helplessly.

Your jaw aches, each time he pushes deeper to the back of your throat it stretches wider, and a sharp hit of pain hits into the hinges of your jawbone.

"Don't fuck her throat too much. She needs her voice for when I bring her to the Palace tomorrow."

Right; You need to attend a dinner alongside Alpharius at the Terran Palace tomorrow. You're currently moored in the Terran atmosphere, able to see the golden palace from outside any of the Hydra's viewports.

You wonder if one bath will be enough to get the cum out of your hair, off of your face, before you need to be primped and perfect to stand beside a primarch.

"I'm being gentle with her- I'm being gentle, right?"

Omegon says to you, and he only gets the wet noises as your throat spasms around his cock in response- Your eyes pricking with tears. The head of his cock pushes dangerously close into your throat and your body tightens up in response, trying to prepare to fight that feeling to swallow or gag, and Omegon lets out a low moan that you can feel rumble in your chest.

Just when you think he's going to not listen to Alpharius- push farther past the soft palette of your mouth and try to cum right down into your stomach, he pulls out and wraps a hand around the length of his cock.

He fucks his own hand, faster and faster and faster, before suddenly cumming and watching as you squeeze your eyes shut. You feel him cum all over your face, the top of your head, hot against your skin. Some slides over your lips, and you can taste it on your tongue and on the waterline of your lips.

Omegon, finally finished and now satisfied for the time being gently nudges your head back closer so you can clean off his cock with your tongue. He smiles and lets out a pleased breath as he feels your tongue drag along his length, licking the tip of his cock- you fear he's going to start this all over again, but he thankfully doesn't. Your pull your lips off his cock with a soft pop after you suck him clean.

He tucks his softening cock back into his trousers, leaving them both looking no worse for wear, while you look as if you're about to faint right at their feet.

"Should I get the serfs to help you bathe?"

Alpharius says, and you quickly shake your head. You would rather throw yourself into deep space and turn to ice, crumbling away, than let the serfs see you covered in the sheer excess of cum that comes from both of their primarchs.

It's honestly ridiculous. How can they make so much? You would spit on the Emperor's name for this overlooked defect alone.

"No. I can do it myself."

You wipe your eyes with the palms of your hands, trying to keep it from slipping into your eyes. It works, but the smear feels disgusting.

You're going to need to take more than one bath. If not for cleaning, for getting rid of the smell. The primarchs have such keen noses, Russ has commented on your smell before and you would rather not have him blurt out that you smell as if they've been using you as their personal cum dump.

...Because while it may be true, you would rather not let anyone besides your primarchs know of it.

"I need to go to bed right after. It's going to take me at least an hour to get ready enough to attend dinner with you."

Alpharius smiles. He's pleased, the last sort of event you had to attend with one of them it was Omegon playing the frontward facing role, and so he's eager to see you back in one of the many beautiful dresses they have given you.

They always match their armor perfectly; Not too grandiose, but elegant and appropriate for his, their, lady.

You slowly try to stand up, wincing from the way your knees crack and ache in pain. You've been like this for far too long; You don't know the exact time, and part of you doesn't want to know.

It tires you out, to satisfy them both. But you know that they treat you damn well when it's your turn, and so you do it all with no complaints.

[pallysuune]

Summary: The twins were identical in almost all ways. But in the bedroom is where you can always tell them apart. Pairing: Alpharius Omegon/fem reader

Warnings: Smut, rough sex, could make the argument for manipulation. Not yandere, but imprisonment, I guess? Primarchs being primarchs. Uh, twins' bedroom shenanigans and sharing a partner.

A/N: Don't judge me. XD

The twins were identical. Even more so than those of the Alpha Legion who had undergone surgery to change their faces and look more like their primarchs. It was said that they were one soul split into two bodies, and you could actually believe that. They even acted perfectly alike, seemingly without any practice or trying to. They could communicate with just a glance. They made themselves interchangeable.

The Alpha Legion in general did everything possible to obfuscate all information that they could.

Which made the fact that they took you on as a rememberancer more than a little strange. Yes, you knew the Emperor was encouraging all of his sons to take ones with them, but the ease with which Alpharius agreed should have raised alarms. Now, you knew that he had agreed so easily because he had no intention of ever letting you go.

He took you on, and he let you learn things no one else could ever know.

Which, if you were honest, kind of endeared him to you. He - and his twin - were both charming, and seemingly opened themselves up to you and you alone. Perhaps they had some plan in telling you, or perhaps they simply wanted someone to know the truth of things, even if it could never be public. You doubted you'd ever know the truth. All the same, you found yourself drawn in by them and, before you knew it, you were far more than just a rememberancer to them.

You had heard from their own lips their histories, their upbringings, and it was knowing these that helped you come to recognize them better.

You see, Omegon had told you that he had grown up on an uninhabited planet and only encountered other people when he was already an adult, where as Alpharius grew up around, but unseen by, the courts on Terra. Why was this important? Because Omegon fucked you like a beast.

You were pressed face down into the massive bed, your forearms bracing you just enough to keep your face from being smothered by the sheets. His hands circled your waist, holding your hips angled perfectly for him to pound into you, filling you to the limit again and again. He was hunched over you, his huge frame shadowing you, the heat from his body almost suffocating in a way that made your head spin. He was intoxicating. Omegon peppered nips over your shoulders, teeth dragging over your skin. He bit down a little harder on the back of your neck, giving a nearly inaudible groan against your skin.

It was hard to think of anything other than him. Everything was heat and sweat and that pleasure-pain of being so very, very full.

He pulled out of you with a suddenness that left your head spinning. A soft gasp tore from your lips. A second later, the searing heat of his release painted your back in thick ropes of cum. He groaned again, deeply. Deep enough you thought you could feel it in your bones, but that may have been your imagination.

One thing that wasn't your imagination, though, was the throbbing need that still pulsed through you. You were so close to cumming, and he had so cruelly pulled away.

There was a soft chuckle from the side, and you felt the bed move at your side before there were hands on you once more. A cloth was dragged halfheartedly over your back to clean you up before those hands settled at your waist, drawing you up. "I keep telling you to be more considerate of her," Alpharius admonished, tutting. His voice was laced with amusement.

It was a game for them. Leaning into Omegon's desires and turning it into a play with their bed as the stage. You knew that, but there was still something about it that you enjoyed.

You were lifted up into Alpharius' lap, your legs stretched on either side of his, his hard cock sliding against your wet sex. But he didn't push into you. Instead, he curled an arm around your waist to hold you there while his other hand slid down, fingers tracing your slit lightly. Dazed, you lean back against him, your head tipped back against his shoulder. Omegon sat in front of the two of you, naked and smirking, very clearly enjoying the sight before him.

"And how would you be considerate, then?" he asked, his voice deep and husky still, with a little more of a growl to it than normal.

A thick, slick finger brushed oh-so-softly over your clit. Even that light of a touch pulled a gasp roughly from your lips and caused your hips to buck, grinding unintentionally against the hard cock still resting against your sex. Alpharius chuckled again.

"Watch closely and I'll show you."

You realized you were in for a long night.

[anoliverbranch]

It's been a little slow lately...Zzzヘ(_ _ヘ)

I don't know why I cant reply ur comments sorry

[staticymaticyyourlifeisatravesty]

Somehow the Primarchs have escaped the fate of being placed onto this delightful meme as far as I can tell. Thus here is my idea of which of the ex-boyfriends the primarchs are (Only four)

Kyle: Lorgar, no questions asked, it's just Lorgar and possibly Magnus

Brad: Alpharius/Omegon, possibly also Corvus

Chaz: Konrad, it's just Konrad, Only Konrad can hold the title of the Rat King

Mitch: Lion, in both categories.

[monalisahyperdrive]

Primarch names from least moanable to the most moanable - entirely subjective.

Factors taken into account:

Name length

How easy it is to say

General vibes ('imagine having sex with a guy and having to moan gilbert')

I wrote this instead of sleeping. I don't know either. This is getting posted and I will probably never address it again if I don't delete it during my break tomorrow. I should not be given internet access past 11pm.

Perturabo

It pained me to put him all the way down (up?) here at the least moanable as I fear he may actually be one of my favourites, however... I am not delusional enough to ignore that not only is this a pretty long name, a good amount of people struggle not only to say it but to even spell it. Not at all dyslexia friendly. I would give it a good go but I feel like in order to enjoy yourself you kind of have to accept you will be calling him 'Perty' or 'Bo' or whatever you prefer.

Sanguinius

Sanguinius fans please spare me but this is a long ass name at 3? 4? syllables. I don't even know what you could call him for short instead. However, I don't doubt that it's entirely possible, I just think it would take a while to stop stuttering through.

Mortarion

Another long name. Are you sensing a pattern yet? I am. More moanable due to having less vowels than Sanguinius and less harsher (?) consonants like in Perturabo. Pretty middle of the road, easy to pronounce, could probably be easier if you just start calling him 'Morty' instead.

Alpharius / Omegon

Alpharius is again another longer name that I feel like I would trip over for a good couple weeks. I am NOT shorting it to Alpha. I must maintain my dignity, whatever crumbs of it remain. Omegon is an easier name - likely due to it having less syllables (3 rather than 4). However, I feel like the only way to shorten it would be 'Meg' and that would make me laugh and I would get distracted. Remember how I said this is subjective? This is why.

Jaghatai

3 syllables, easy enough to say, not a lot of vowels or harsher consonants to trip over. Incredibly doable, and I'm sure many have tried it. Hell, I'd certainly take a good stab at it.

Angron

Harsh G right in the middle, otherwise no complaints really. 2 syllables. Straight forward. You could certainly give it a good go.

Rogal

2 syllables - easy right? Wrong. Evil G right there in the middle again. Probably would have been higher (lower?) on the list if it was softened with maybe an H right after. Alas, it is not so.

Corvus

2 incredibly easy syllables. The V is a little evil (harsh) but with a relatively short name and a soft starting consonant I'm sure it's manageable. Best bird boy. Not much else to say.

Fulgrim

Although apparently a good chunk of people have given it a go - or at least his wives have - we're back to the G dilemma. Personally I'd suggest calling him 'Fulgie' - like Fergie but worse.

Konrad

Quite possibly the most normal name on the whole list. Konrad. Everyone can say Konrad. An easy two syllables with the harshest letter right at the start. Easy peasy.

Roboute

I actually don't know if this is 2 syllables or 3. I even went and looked on Reddit. Some people are saying Ro-Bou-Te, I've been reading it Ro-Boot. Either way these are easy, with the harshest sound being the T of all things. Either way I don't think moaning for poor long suffering Robert is too tricky.

Vulkan

Deceptively soft V and K. What a pleasant surprise. Anyone could moan this easily, and he'd probably be delighted.

Lion

Objectively this is incredibly easy, which is why it made it so high (low?) on the scale. However, I would argue moaning 'Lion' in full sincerity is somewhat hilarious. That sure is the name of an incredibly powerful (and unfortunately incredibly sexy) man.

Magnus

Easy to moan. Probably wouldn't mind if you gave it a go. Again, one of the easier names. I'm sure he'd be happy to tutor you on the subject.

Lorgar

Flows nicely, 2 short syllables, incredibly straight forward. Started mentally calling him 'Lorgie', never recovered.

Ferrus

Incredibly straight forward name. Ferrus, pronounced the same as Ferrous, like the iron tablets. Something something you should do it, it's medicinal.

Leman

Not at the top due to the time it took to decide whether it was Lee-man or Le-man (like lemon). Personal gripe, but if you've gotten this far down without understanding that I don't know what to tell you. Quick, easy, sure why not.

Horus

As much as I wish to be deeply spiteful and shove him somewhere unremarkable in the middle, I just can't do it. This is an easy name. Don't worry, if you struggle at all I'm sure he'd be willing to let you keep trying until you figure it out. Bastard.

[slaaneshisass]

I wonder what weird / incredible dangerous parenting thing the emperor did to get him banned from babysitting like what would be his "oh I just put the baby down for a nap face down in a crib with blankets and pillows" or "what do you mean I can't give him wisky to help the baby while they're teething" the guy was born in the stone age they probably had some wild child care rules

[fyxestroll]

Ranking primarchs based on how well they'd react if you spoke brain rot to them

20. Unnamed Primarchs II and XI - lost so much aura they dissapeared from existence

19. Konrad Curze - how did you even get close to this man to say skibidi?? why of all things did you say skibidi???

18. Angron - words like skibidi, sigma, aura, beta and mog have the same effect on him as the Nails and honestly its understandable

17. Perturabo - would look you dead in the eye because this man is a bit of a piss baby and this is him in a good mood. him in a bad mood involves an object or two being thrown and him looking like you like an angry bull.

16. Mortarion - he won't harm you but he'd harm everyone mentally by embracing the brainrot. he's gonna believe you're sick like blessed by nurgle's sick. he's going to (unwillingly) spread the grandfather's 'gifts' and brainrot has now become a good part of his vocabulary.

brainrot = exclusive tzeenth x nurgle collab (confirmed)

15. Lion - will just stare at you dead in the eye. you will never speak brainrot again.

14. Rogal Dorn - will also stare at you dead in the eye AND call you out on the stupidity of brainrot. you'll never speak brainrot again AND probably have emotional damage from the verbal shaming.

13. Lorgar - none of these words are in his bible please stop.

12. Horus - congratulations horus has now embraced the brainrot. he uses it in the hello-fellow-kids way and it works. he's now very popular to all the sigmas of the cosmos

11. Magnus the Red - asked 'what is skibidi?' like the scholar he is. has also embraced the brain rot. can now do all his psyker bs in brainrot. is fully caught up on skibidi toilet lore. he's watched all 77 episodes.

10. Corvus Corax - has embraced the brainrot and no one even knows. you think your brainrot can freak him out? he's been mogging you the whole time. you've been outfreaked

9. Fulgrim - Thinks its stupid but as an artist he can appreciate the unique creativity of skibidi toilet. give him time he'll eventually embrace the brainrot unwillingly. will openly curse if he ever says the word skibidi

8. Jangatai Khan - passes it off as normal slang and goes on with his life. will eventually pick up on the concept of mewing.

7. Guilliman - speaks a FULL brainrot sentence back and goes back to whatever he was doing. this happens one on one so no one will ever believe that you've ever witnessed such a thing.

6. Leman Russ - embraces the brainrot. unironically mogs his sons and enemies

5. Sanguinius - smiles and nods. he doesn't really get it but he can join in on the brainrot.

4. Omegon - was the one who spread the brainrot

3. Alpharius - are we sure it was megon who spread the brainrot?

2. Ferrus Mannus - Thinks saying skibidi is very fun to say. Its become part of his vocabulary now, will say what the skibidi or what the sigma.

1. Vulkan - Oh you think he's a sigma? Why yes he is! And so are you! Will match your freak but wouldn't pick up the vocabulary. becomes THE mogger btw. infinite aura and the roundest gyatt in the galaxy

[remembrancer-of-heresy]

The thirst to subjugate (Part 1)

Summary: You have a remarkable ability to notice details. This is what fascinated Corvus. And what intrigued Alpharius and Omegon.

Corvus Corax/fem!Reader, Alpharius and Omegon/fem!Reader

Warnings: yandere, possessive behavior, manipulation, power imbalance

Word count: 1238

Song: Hatari, CYBER - Hlauptu

The translation of the song is just... One yandere is scary as hell. But two yeanderes is death

You smiled at him. Soft and gentle, as if he were not a primarch. He did not fight with xenos and other creatures, subordinating systems to the Imperium. No, you saw an ordinary person in Corvus when you asked if he needed anything else besides dinner. The serfs on board were quiet and could not take such liberties around the primarch.

"No. Why do you ask?"

Your eyes widen in surprise and your lips purse into a thin line. There is a distinct blush on the cheeks. You were so easy to embarrass. Gathering your strength, you answer quietly and shyly.

“You just looked so sad. I thought you might have had a rough day.”

He really had a rough day. Working together with the Alpha Legion was productive and yet exhausting. But Corvus always looked melancholy and many could not grasp his true state. But you did it.

It was refreshing. Corvus couldn't remember the last time he wasn't looked at with adoration, fear or respect. When they looked at him not as an all-powerful primarch, but as a man who also needed rest.

He had friends on Lycaeus , but they all saw him as a savior. His sons, the family he dreamed of, still saw him as a commander. Only dear Nasturi and Gerit were different. And now you too. Corvus longed to find a family, to feel love even despite the knowledge that he was a product of the Warp. He just couldn't let you go.

At first it all started innocently. You brought food to his chambers and you talked a lot about a variety of things. Surprisingly, you didn’t touch much on the topic of the Crusade. You avoid it. One time he asked you why and you said that you don't like war. Such a kind soul.

You told him stories about your friends and family. At first you were a little embarrassed by such attention to yourself, but you soon relaxed. To such an extent that one day the story about how your brother was scared of a rat made you choke on your tea. And it started flowing out of your nostrils.

Corvus was captivated by this sight. Absolutely normal and natural. This is how you should behave around your family, isn’t it? Does this mean that he is now part of your family? He would really like this.

Your work schedule and responsibilities have changed significantly. Now you spent almost all your time alone with Corvus. He taught you to read and now you started talking about books. The Primarch was a monster, he knew it. But he strove for the light.

That's why he didn't take you. Didn’t subjugate you all to himself. You still saw your family and friends quite often. And yet, how Corax missed you in these moments. In the end, he realized that maybe you were something more to him. Is it possible that this...

Love.

The subjugation of the System was successful, but some military tactics were worth discussing. Therefore, a couple of times the primarch invited his brother on board. Surprisingly, the Raven Guard were famous for their stealth, but it seems that the Alpha Legion have surpassed them in this. There was something strange about them.

You were at all these meetings. Served documents and drinks. You fulfilled your duties without question. Despite the acute tension and feeling of fear that was gnawing at you. The first meeting went well, but he noticed a change in you during the second.

You looked at Alpharius strangely. Eyebrows were raised, lips frowned. You watched his every move. The worst part is that Alpharius noticed this and smiled. Not as if he was enjoying your fear or trying to calm you down, no. The primarch smiled intriguingly and interestedly.

“Who is this young lady?” - Alpharius traced his lips with his finger until he left it on his chin. Corvus wanted to break it.

“My personal serf” - your name softly and sonorously flies from his lips. - “She won’t bother you, let’s get down to business.”

“As you say, brother” - their family ties sound like a mockery. Although the primarch of the Alpha Legion had always been like this. - "As you say."

As soon as the meeting ended, Corvus immediately came over and hugged you. Buried his nose in your shoulder and sighed your wonderful smell. Gently stroking your hair. He will protect you, he will take care of you. You are his family, his ray of hope, you are the best thing he ever had.

He asks what happened. Why were you so afraid of the primarch. You, surprised by his pressure and thoughtfully look at the floor. In doubt, you look at your feet and fidget with your toes. As if you yourself didn’t know why you were so nervous. Finally you look up at him.

“It seemed that he behaved differently.”

"Differently? What do you mean?"

“I-I don’t know.” - you sigh and Corvus can imagine the gears working in your head. - “It seemed like your brother spoke and behaved as usual. But for some reason, it seemed to me that he, t-that he... was a different person. It’s as if his twin brother had taken his place.”

Corvus feels a smile form on his face. What a funny girl you are. True, sometimes you behaved so normally and ordinarily. And yet you could surprise him. His hand gently strokes your cheek. You lean on his arm and Corax holds back a sigh.

His fingers trace your jawline and he lifts your face. Maybe this was the perfect moment to kiss you. Feel the taste of your lips. Link your souls together. Absorb. But he didn't.

“You have nothing to fear, I only have one brother, Alpharius. And he alone is more than enough for me; fortunately, he doesn’t have a clone.” - You giggle and yet Corvus knows that you don’t fully believe him. - "Everything will be fine. You will be safe with me.”

But his confidence gradually faded every day. The Primarch of the Alpha Legion liked you. He constantly mentioned you and tried to talk to you. And one day it actually happened. Right behind Corvus. He thought Alpharius had left the ship. But somehow he managed to catch you on your way back to the parents.

You trembled in Corvus's arms but didn't cry. Alpharius frightened you with his appearance and offered to join his Legion. Corax holds back from pure rage. But while you are in his arms, he should be gentle. Must be a support. Protection. Savior.

The primarch should organize a guard for you. No, that's not enough. You will be noticeable. An easy target. Then he will hide you. As crows hide jewels in their nests, so he will do to you. He will make you the most comfortable nest next to him. You won't need anything. And he will coo over you for an eternity.

You snuggle into the warmth and try to calm down. Gradually lulled by Corvus, you feel your eyes begin to close. A little more and you will fall into pleasant blackness. Away from this world with its cruelty and secrets. And yet, even on the verge of sleep, the mocking voice of “Alpharius” is heard in your head. You should have told Corvus everything, but you knew, you knew they would find out.

“You see us, and we see you.”

[wxnheart]

𝙰𝚙𝚎𝚡 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛 - 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝟏/𝟑)

He is radiant, exuding charisma, a beatific smile adorning his face. He serves faithfully, every world made a means to an end. For the glory of mankind. Just as he serves faithfully, so, too, do you, cheerfully beholden to His ethereal visage. You never see his smile lessen as time goes by, as he fails to capture your ador. You never see the cracks in his smile until it's too late and by then it speaks of death and destruction. He beckons you near for you would bear witness to His salvation.

Horus Lupercal

An enigma adorned with a sword and shield. That is his nature, culling the weak and the unwanted and eliminating foes. Underneath lurks a beast, waiting for its next target, waiting to strike again. Waiting to lay claim. You'd heard tales of the beast in the wilderness but when you laid eyes upon him, a monster made a man, cloaked in knightly splendor, did the stories ring true. It was a gaze that spoke words he never did, a gaze you tried to avoid to no avail. Hunting. Yes... he was hunting, adorned with a sword and shield. The beast in the wilderness, the monster made man, had found its next target and it was you.

Lion El'Jonson

He finds his muse amidst swirls of purple and reds. He finds his muse, perfection embodied, and he's never felt so complete before. Finally, someone who sees his pursuits for what they truly are. He goes to claim you, his beautiful muse, the one who will continue to inspire him and push his sons to achieve excellence and beyond. He comes to claim you... and you escape his grasp without remorse. Never has he felt so slighted before. How dare you.

Fulgrim

A light shining in the putrid darkness. That's how he sees you. Purity wading through a sea of filth. Pathetic. The night bears witness to his atrocity and the monster lurks closer with every kill. Every kill that is done in your name. He does not understand this pull towards you; he does not seek to understand it. All he knows (and sees) is untaintedness and he would rather the people burn than to see you corrupted. He looks down upon you from the smog, your guardian daemon, and in time, when the filth has been purged, will he make his presence known. In time, you will no longer fear the terror of death.

Konrad Curze

They all close ranks, surrounding you, never letting you get far. Nary a movement goes unnoticed, and you look into the abyss to find hundreds of eyes looking back. It is stifling this prison. Every man is made an enemy; you never know who is who. Are they free still or are they made in the image of their father, the master of subterfuge? Are their gazes theirs or his? It stifles you, this prison. Their eyes scare you. You stare in the mirror with fear and wonder if it's him you're seeing staring back.

Alpharius Omegon

Degradation is all he knows and all he sees. It was all that he was taught as the stench of filth filled his nostrils and clouded his vision. His breath labors on the precipice of death and rebirth and its rattle shakes you to your core. You held no love for the monster's beliefs, held no love for those who profess to follow him but he was undeterred as always. He would never submit so why did you? In time, he reasons, you will see the error of your ways. To become beholden to that rot—pathetic! In time you will see the degradation and uselessness of it all. The rattle of death will seek you out and refusal be damned, he will make you see as he does. You will reap what he has sown.

Mortarion

[solspina]

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[ms--lobotomy]

Hello! You've asked for promts, I will give you some

What about something general? Like confessing, reaction to hugs, first kiss?

You can write one of these. I really prefer if it will be for every primarch,but if you can't it's ok.

Sorry for my english, it's not my native language. Good luck!

hi anon! your english is wonderful, even as a native speaker i struggle sometimes haha. i'll do your first kiss with each primarch! i hope you like it :D

LION EL'JONSON- You had to initiate this one. Not because he wasn't interested, but because he genuinely could not tell how interested you were. "Lean down, please." His breath was hot on your face, and his expression was scrunched into one of confusion. You were finally close, you couldn't afford to mess it up now. You wrapped your arms around his neck and met his lips with yours. It took a few seconds for him to reciprocate, but when he did, he pressed you against the ground and began to take control.

???- You kissed them so well they faded out of existence. Oops. Or rather, good job?

FULGRIM- You were in bed together, laying on the finest silks the Imperium could produce. You were idly chatting about something unimportant, and there was a lull in the conversation. His features weren't exactly hardened to begin with, but you could see his expression soften as he took your face in his hands. He just looked at you for a second, before pulling you in for a slow kiss. You could feel him slip into your mouth, only slightly, as you melted in his hands.

PERTURABO- He crankily tinkered with a small machine. You had no idea a man so large could operate tools so small, but he kept surprising you as long as you knew him. "Surely you deserve a break, my lord," you said. "If only so you don't get burnt out." In a moment of tolerance, he picked you up and set you upon his lap, straddling him. His expression didn't change. But he wordlessly leaned down and pulled your face up, and you were locked in a kiss in a short moment of peace.

JAGHATAI KHAN- Remote locations. Grassy planets. Motorbikes. You'd become quite accustomed to these since you began your relationship with the Fifth. You'd stopped to make camp for the night and watched the stars come out, one by one. He put his arm around you, staring up alongside you. You sat there in silence for a while, before you felt him tilt your chin towards him. And before you knew it, his lips were on yours.

LEMAN RUSS- You were arguing. It was over something dumb, something like whether a straw has one or two holes. To make matters worse, it was in front of so. Many. Of his sons. Who were throwing their opinions in left and right. Right after you made your point, he grabbed your shirt with one hand and lifted you close to him with the other. The kiss was immediate, his lips were rough on yours.

ROGAL DORN- He was working on schematics for... something, and you were idly sitting in his lap, watching as he calculated incomprehensible numbers with nothing but pen and paper. He sighed, and scribbled some of them out before turning you around to face him. He buried his head in the crook of your neck and the two of you sat like that for a second before he worked kisses up from your neck to your lips.

KONRAD CURZE- He's so emotionally stunted, he went in for it at the worst. Possible. Time. After he had erected an effigy at the foot of your bed made of... skin and bones, maybe. Tactfully, you asked him if it could reside somewhere else. And then he knelt down, folded you in his arms and went in for the kiss. It was rough and unpracticed, but at least (?) it was genuine.

SANGUINIUS- He was in flight, with you under his arm. You were high enough that you could fall to your death if he dropped you, but his grip was firm. His wings were spread out and his feathers fluttered in the air. You tilted your head up to get a glimpse of your beloved, and you could feel the two of you diving down as he gave you a short but sweet kiss on the lips. You grabbed onto him as the ground approached quicker than what was comfortable, but he steadied himself and you stayed in the air.

FERRUS MANUS- He was busy at work on his next weapon. It was still comparable to a metal rod. He was concentrating, and you wanted to rile him up. So you asked him silly questions. "When would it be ready?" "Why did it look so... rodlike?" He sighed and put down his equipment and the red-hot weapon, at a stopping spot. He said nothing, yet stared at you with annoyance and something else you couldn't quite put your finger on. The kiss came as a surprise, and it was quick, and he got back to work after.

???- Never kissed anyone in their life, and never will.

ANGRON- Oh? You thought CURZE was emotionally stunted? Lol. LMAO. He was recounting his days in the arena to you as you held his hand. If words weren't enough to tell you how angry he really was, his eyes gave it away. You put a hand on his shoulder, something you had to contort yourself to do. He sighed and picked you up after finishing his sentence, gruffly mashing his face into yours. It wasn't much of a kiss, but you would learn together.

ROBOUTE GUILLIMAN- He called you into his office, with papers messily laying around his desk. You watched him pace around the room for a few seconds, his face a scarlet red, before he wordlessly grabbed your arm, cleared a space on his desk, and sat you upon it. You could see him tower over you, feel him tilt your chin up, and you knew that he was deliberating what to do for the final time before his lips slammed into yours.

MORTARION- It started with a hug. One that you had initiated, one that he had hardly expected. You could only wrap your arms around his waist at the highest. You looked up at him. You saw the beginnings of a glare on his face before his expression softened. He knelt down to your level and sighed, contemplating... something. He closed his eyes, his face coming ever so slightly closer to yours. You decided to seal the deal.

MAGNUS THE RED- It was on a private library date. You were looking at him, wondering if you should go in for it, while he was reading an unrelated book. He kept looking back up at you, though. Smirking at you. Toying with you. Your gazes met, and his smirk became a full on grin before he stood up suddenly. He scooped you up in his arms, brushing his lips across yours before he finally went in for it.

HORUS LUPERCAL- You were idly looking out into the stars, lost in thought. Before too much time had passed, though, you felt a heavy hand on your shoulder. You looked up to see Horus, who knelt down to your level. You thought that he was busy, but he must not have been. He lingered there for a moment, taking you in before an "I love you" escaped his lips. He grabbed your waist and pulled you in, pushing a slow kiss onto your lips.

LORGAR AURELIAN- The Urizen spoke of powers above him with religious fervor. Even in the privacy of your quarters, the words bled from him incessantly. The problem was, you were in bed with him and you were trying to sleep. He held you in front of him, and you turned to face him mid-sentence. And before that sentence ended, your lips were on his. He was stunned for a few seconds, but he returned the kiss.

VULKAN- The stove was a little high for you, but you'd decided to cook a nice meal for your lover regardless. You wanted to keep it a surprise, but his large figure appeared in the doorway before you could finish. You gasped, trying in vain to hide the act from him, but he laughed and knelt to your level anyways. His breath was warm on your face, and his kiss was even warmer.

CORVUS CORAX- You'd come to expect him out of the strangest places. His presence was comforting, even when you were unprepared for it. And unprepared you were, as he stepped out of the shadows while you were getting ready for the day. He looked you up and down for a few seconds, before pulling you in for a passionate kiss.

ALPHARIUS OMEGON- You weren't sure whether this was Alpharius or Omegon, but you knew that he was one of the two because he was slightly taller than the average space marine. It became a game you played with yourself. While he was talking with you, you tried to discern which brother you were talking to. You were right... half of the time. While you were staring and thinking, he planted a quick kiss on your lips. You were too stunned to make a guess.

[toto-the-cactus]

The Primarchs + Daughters part 3 just makes me think of the SO announcing their pregnancy to Alpharius Omegon and their legion by asking which one of these fuckers got them knocked up.

HONESTLY!! U ONTO SOMETHING, ANON.

My best friend is the one that pretty much explains all the details of WH40K to me and when he explained the whole Alpha Legion I sat there like some medicated octogenarian dissociating because I couldn't believe my ears until hE PULLED A YOUTUBE VIDEO EXPLAINING THE LEGIONS AND LO AND BEHOLD IT WAS TRUE.

I was so worried I couldn't write those two because they are just like critters that exist but u don't know what to do with them.

Poor SO of the twins. Kudos for the woman because it wouldn't take anything short of nerves of steel and infinite patience to be around this entire Legion.

[kit-williams]

Calling them Daddy (Thank you @bispecsual and @mothiir for helping me with some of the last few for this)

Roboute Guilliman You were teasing Roboute by calling him Pater occasionally calling him Paterfamilias just as his sons do, of course with a different tone and meaning when you said it. Now he has you bent over and split open wide just mewling Papa after your ass got a light spanking from how coy you were being but it was so worth it...

Perturabo You didn't mean to call him Daddy. It just came out when he found that spot inside of you. He stilled and you looked over your shoulder at Bo looking at the way he seemed to be thinking about what you said, "Say it again." You obey and can't help but clench when you say it. His nostrils flair for a second before he just returns to fucking you with gusto telling you to keep screaming it and you happily oblige.

Horus Lupercal It slipped out when you were being far too casual... I'm certain everyone's called their boss dad once in awhile. You were so flustered... but now you're flustered for another reason. Face down in the plush bed mewling Daddy so out of it not listening to him eager to make himself a daddy it seems.

Rogal Dorn (Ataata is inuit for father) Rogal is certain that you do not see him in a paternal way at all given the fact that your face is now a deep shade of red as you are covering your face... whimpering... begging for forgiveness for the slip of the tongue and calling him Daddy. "Can you say Ataata for me?" He says and you repeat it in that wavering tone Rogal is finding out he enjoys... he can't wait to hear you quail out other words in such a cute voice.

Ferrus Manus He's busy fucking your thighs when you mewl out Daddy. It only makes sense that you call him that deep in your lustful haze. He is the father of his legion and you in some round about way are under him... his sons vocabulary can rub off onto mortals it seems. Ferrus grunts approvingly as he pushes against your entrance and floods it...

Fulgrim He gave you a smile like the cat caught the canary as you mewl Daddy to him. Unaware of what you said it seems as he shifts you slightly as he coos at you, "Well my dear... I think I know a few ways to make Daddy very happy." He says with a deep chuckle...

Sanguinius Sanguinius pauses as you called him Daddy. His feathers ruffled up as there is a dusting of blush on his cheeks. You are now flustered as you push your face into the bedding as you groan. "Daddy?" He says questioning you before giving that airy lighthearted chuckle, "I suppose I should give my sons a brother shouldn't I?" He says like sin itself.

Alpharius/Omegon Daddy slips out as one hand caresses your throat and the other is lapping away. They look at each other stone faced and hold you tightly making sure you can't move as you're worried you said something wrong but they look down at you and smile, "This was an unexpected variable... but not unpleasant."

Vulkan You had called him Daddy as an accident. You cover your face with your hands as that brought sex to a pause as he just smiles over you, "I mean I guess I can let you call me Daddy," He says as you peek out from between your fingers utterly embarrassed before his voice drops to a sinful octave, "but only if you let me call you Mommy."

Leman Russ His eyes seem to glitter with impish delight as you moan Daddy out lewdly. "Me?" He rumbles looking down at you as you look up at him worried for a moment before he just growls out with that grin on his face, "Well darling... Who's your Daddy?"

Jaghatai Khan You were being playful when you called him Daddy. But how was the Khan to know you were just playing... you were teasing him being so cute in your own way that... sure he might have understood from your tone and the look in your eyes that you were teasing but he ate up that blush as he pulled you close and said lowly, "I'm a father to many... what's a few more with you?"

@bispecsual @egrets-not-regrets @moodymisty @bleedingichorhearts @liar-anubiass-blog

@thevoidscreams @barn-anon @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan @squishyowl @ms--lobotomy

@nekotaetae @sleepyfan-blog

Perturabo is the type of guy to want to be called daddy in bed 😭😭

And i would gladly fulfill that desire of his, because if we consult the chart

I would call that man daddy with absolutely no shame or qualms about it. i would do it with a gusto that would concern him

[monalisahyperdrive]

Primarchs and Christmas Classics - christmas songs and festive primarch/legion headcanons.

The final week of the winter semester has run me over so I'm blasting Christmas music to cope & inspire fuzzy warm feelings. This is once again entirely subjective and largely based on my (British, somewhat Catholic) own Christmas experiences. All good fun while I avoid working on these essays. I struggled with some of these so they might be a little off. ⇒ divider by @/cafekitsune

Alpharius & Omegon / Alpha Legion

I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus - The Jackson 5. The most confusing Christmas possible. Don't worry, Alpharius will be home for Christmas! Several dozen of him. You get the distinct feeling that the Alpharius who sat and laughed while playing charades earlier (you lost, badly) is actually not any of the Alphariuses sat at the table for Christmas dinner... but you just can't prove it. Is Omegon there? Of course he is. Which one is he? Good question.

Angron / World Eaters

Lonely This Christmas - Mud. Attempts a quiet peaceful Christmas, fails miserably every year. His sons love him very much, in their own way. He just sort of disappears into his home over the festive period. They come find him anyway. Small groups, well spaced out. They send one or two marines with gifts from a dozen or so every few hours. They don't get invited in, he greets them at the door, often gritting his teeth from the pain. He gets his rest, but he'll never be truly lonely on Christmas. Not anymore.

Corvus Corax / Raven Guard

Santa Claus Is Coming To Town - The Jackson 5. The Raven Guard just sort of... show up to Christmas. Was there even a knock at the door? Well, they're here now. You think. You were sure you just saw Corvus but you've lost him again. The whole thing is a relatively private affair, no real coming and going... as far as you can tell. The Raven Guard present seem to dissipate some time between late afternoon on Christmas Day and the morning of Boxing day. The presents are all freakishly accurate to what was wished for. Don't worry about it.

Ferrus Manus / Iron Hands

Christmas Time (Don't Let the Bells End) - The Darkness. (subject to change) Christmas with Ferrus and the Iron Hands is a rather rudimentary affair. 'For morale', they say. Admittance of actual celebration would be an admittance of weakness. Christmas dinner is served in a mess hall, and largely differentiates itself from the typical nutrient paste with... something that might be mashed potato and the slice of what seems to be the idea of turkey... if turkey was suspiciously nutrient dense and stiff. Presents are largely ignored, as are any decorations beyond the occasional string of lights. Time off is necessary in order to maintain efficiency. They're watching Die Hard for morale. Ferrus is watching along with them... for morale. Shut up.

Fulgrim / Emperor's Children

All I Want for Christmas Is You - Mariah Carey. Of course it's Mariah. The only way it wouldn't be Mariah is if it was Jingle Bell Rock, Mean Girls style. Yes, with the outfit. The Christmas decorations have gone up early and it all matches, right down to the last detail. Think those gorgeous monochrome Christmas trees you see on Pinterest. The table all set for Christmas dinner is both the most meticulously and yet effortlessly breathtaking you've ever seen. If anyone's got festive charger plates, it's the Third. There's singing, there's dancing. There's an elaborate charcuterie board for snacking on on Christmas Eve. Good luck going five minutes without your wine/champagne/juice glass refilling while you're not looking. Matching outfits for the Christmas cards but in an incredible chic way. Probably the classic matching pyjamas approach. Perfection is a must, and Christmas is no excuse.

Horus Lupercal / Luna Wolves & Sons of Horus

Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow! - Dean Martin. Cue shit eating grin, singing along, grabbing Lady Lupercal and- oh is that mistletoe up there? He hadn't even noticed. Well since you're already there... might as well? 30k Luna Wolves Horus is leaning full tilt into the Hallmark movie Christmases. The Mournival are even here for Christmas dinner and look they brought presents - isn't that cute? Post Heresy Horus (copium) is still just as meticulous with Christmas but it's a little more... off the rails. Everything is perfect, come sit down for Christmas dinner! Don't worry, he'll do the talking. All of it.

Jaghatai Khan / White Scars

Driving Home for Christmas - Chris Rea. One of the biggest and warmest Christmases, up there with the Salamanders and the Space Wolves. Everyone - and I mean absolutely everyone - is home for Christmas. Don't know anyone's names? Doesn't matter. The driveway is absolutely packed. They're parked out front all down the street, too. The living room barely fits everybody. There's not even nearly enough space for everyone to sit. It's cozy.

Konrad Curze / Night Lords

Wonderful Christmastime - Paul McCartney. Vague lyrics, nonspecific, bang on. It sure is a wonderful Christmastime, just... not what you might be thinking of. Merry Christmas from Nostramo. Please don't call. Sevatar is there. Christmas dinner is... meat, for sure. The fact there's so many Night Lords in the same place not snapping at eachother like a pack of unruly dogs is actually pretty impressive. Don't ask what the wrapping paper is made of. The first rule of Night Lord Christmas...

Leman Russ / Space Wolves

Merry Xmas Everybody - Slade. Primarily inspired by my drunken male relatives stopping everything to sing along and start dancing around the living room. Of course a Space Wolves Christmas would be boozy, it's a celebration isn't it? Feasting and drinking and laughing is the name of the game. All the presents are surprisingly thoughtful. Leman awkwardly hovers in the back while some of the presents are opened and suspiciously vanishes off into the next room with some of the wrapping paper and reemerges with presents wrapped in what he'd scavenged. After that is totally the type to sit by the youngest on the couch and be overly eager to offer his knife for them to use to get into their presents easier. Asleep the second he gets back to the couch post Christmas dinner.

Lion El'Jonson / Dark Angels

Christmas (Baby Please Come Home) - Darlene Love. A man who frankly needs to sit down over the holidays but physically cannot do it. Christmas? Stupid meaningless holiday. You're staying over though right? People are coming for dinner though right? No he's not going to decorate the tree. He's going to stare at you doing it though, and then he'll complain when he has to get up to help you place the star on the top. Acts entirely unbothered by Dark Angels showing up. Would be pacing and staring out the window all day if they didn't.

Lorgar Aurelian / Word Bearers

Mary's Boy Child / Oh My Lord - Boney M. Yeah, you're going to church for the Christmas service. But so is everyone else! And I mean, everyone else. Midnight Mass, Carol service, the whole shebang. Lorgar, however, is absolutely overjoyed! He has several Nativity sets he brings out every year. There's an angel for the top of the tree. He delights in listening to the carollers that come to the door. Has the whole family over for the holiday. Yes, including Kor Phaeron. There's no avoiding it. Picks out a new special ornament each year. Decorating the tree is a family activity that takes hours due to all the reminiscing over all the different ornaments that have been collected over the years and the story that has to be retold after they get carefully unwrapped before they can be hung on the tree. It's sweet, it just takes a while to get done.

Magnus (the Red) / Thousand Sons

I Wish It Could Be Christmas Everyday - Wizzard. Ah, the bane of my existence at school around Christmastime growing up. The Christmas quiz. If you don't think the Thousand Sons are having the MOST intense Christmas Quiz fighting tooth and nail (intellectually) for those points every year, you may be kidding yourself. Everyone knows exactly who won the year before. And the year before. And the year before that. Need I go on? Magnus himself writes and reads the questions, and it's Magnus who decides whether an answer gets a point or not. Christmas boardgames include Trivial Pursuit, Scrabble, and so on. Scrabble gets heated. The dictionary gets brought out. And a second if the first isn't convincing enough. Every year it's declared to be banned from Christmas. Every year it gets brought out again.

Mortarion / Death Guard

Do They Know It's Christmas? - Band Aid Before Nurgle there is no way in hell Mortarion celebrated. After being taken under Grandfather's metaphorical wing? Oh absolutely. There is nothing Nurgle would delight in more than getting the whole family together. Eat, drink, and be merry! Don't... don't worry about the food, sweetness. Even Typhus has come for dinner, isn't that sweet? Poor tired Mortarion. Best keep him looked after. Not to worry, Grandfather has it all under control!

Perturabo / Iron Warriors

It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas - Perry Como, The Fontane Sisters. It's a stupid holiday. What? Of course he's celebrating this year, are you mad? Didn't seem excited for the festive season? Oh he'll show you excited. The lawn, the house, everything is absolutely plastered in decorations. Is this enough Christmas lights? No. No it's not. Hang them on that tree, too. Absolutely has the light up sleigh and reindeer on the roof with the Santa decoration climbing the chimney. Absolute chefzilla in the kitchen cooking Christmas dinner. Best turkey you've ever eaten. Don't worry about the way he'd been fiddling with the oven for the last couple days. In fact, don't even step into the kitchen. He's going to feed his stupid sons who he hates. Spends the rest of the day sat on the couch doing a jigsaw on the coffee table. Don't talk to him, just let him have this.

Roboute Guilliman / Ultramarines

Christmas Wrapping - The Waitresses. Respectfully, I don't think Guilliman - especially 40k Guilliman - would have the energy or time to be particularly festive. Any time off would be spent napping in an armchair in the corner dad style. Do NOT let this man take on any of the Christmas dinner cooking stress, but let him cut the turkey so he can still feel important and valued. He deserves a nice sit down in front of the tv and a glass of Baileys. His sons will handle the rest, and they'll do a damn good job of it, too! Seasons Greetings from Macragge, here is your festive email with an attached picture of Guilliman asleep on the couch in his sweater.

Rogal Dorn / Imperial Fists

Baby It's Cold Outside - Idina Menzel, Michael Bublé. No seriously, baby, it's cold outside, this is Inwit. Dorn's house is the safest possible place to spend Christmas anyway, fortified beyond belief. The Fists show up for Christmas. Sort of. Mostly they come and stand around awkwardly. The most active things get is when Jenga gets brought back out its box - winning is of course a point of pride. Gift favourites are of course, various iterations of building blocks.

Sanguinius / Blood Angels

A Spaceman Came Travelling - Chris de Burgh. Slightly more niche but the one that makes me think of Sanguinius the most. Christmas with the Blood Angels isn't the warmest fuzziest thing around. There's a difference between being revered and truly beloved and Sanguinius knows it like the back of his hand. It's comfortable, it's quiet. Dante is there. The Blood Angels all show up bearing presents on Christmas day. They fawn over him. He speaks to each and every one of them with a smile on his face. Eventually the knocks stop coming and the doorbell stops ringing, and he can collapse onto the couch and relax. He spends the season with his nearest and dearest. He takes a walk after Christmas dinner. He gives up Christmas day to being humble, and he lets himself be selfish on Boxing Day, with several glasses of... something red and some truly terrible Christmas movies.

Vulkan / Salamanders

It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year - Andy Williams. And he damn well means it! Christmas with the Salamanders is incredible. Got nowhere to go for the holidays? Now you do. Decorating starts the second December does. The actual event starts bright and early Christmas Eve morning. Vulkan truly comes alive during the holiday - so many loved ones around! Christmas Eve is all movies and food and board games and jokes and stories by the fire. People even sleep over into Boxing Day. He greets each and every one of the people who'd attended personally, waving them off at the door with a big grin on his face. All his sons have Christmas sweaters that match his own. Expect some incredible Christmas cards in the mail with a whole host of posing Salamanders on the front. Oh well since you're all here already... you might as well stay for the New Year? Outstaying your welcome? Don't be silly.

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🌻Masterlist🌻

Primarchs and Flowers pt I pt II

Cuddling with the Primarchs

First Kisses with the Primarchs pt I pt II pt III

First Kisses MORTARION EXCLUSIVE

Primarchs and their Favourite Places to Kiss

How they Smell

Angron, Dorn and Guilliman on Vacation

Primarchs as Shrek Characters

Primarchs Comforting You after a Bad Dream

Primarchs Comforting You after a Flashback

 🪺 (Nesting, ft. Fulgrim, Magnus, Sanguinius and Corvus)

Primarchs Rock!

The Post-Nails AU is open to anyone who has anything they wanna contribute to it and can be found under the tag #post nails au

Post-Nails Cuddles

A Visit to the Beach!

Post-Nails Headcanons Pt I and Pt II

Post-Nails post-op Angron art here: I II III IV V VI

The Modern/Human AU is just a little AU of mine and can be found under the tag #m/h au

Art here, here and here

💍Event! | CLOSED

Transmarinus | Rogal Dorn x GN! Selkie!Reader, Pt I

pt I of the kisses series includes Lion, Konrad, Perturabo, Rogal, Khan, Leman and Fulgrim

pt II includes Sanguinius, Angron, Ferrus and Corvus

pt III includes Magnus, Alpharius/Omegon and Guilliman