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being argel tal’s serf is all fun and games until erebus decides that taking his brother’s life isn’t enough, he should have his pretty little serf too
the horror romance plotline of being Argel Tal's serf, Argel getting murdered and Erebus going 'hmm, well maybe there's something worthwhile in this serf if Argel was into them', and takes you. Kharn of course, fucking pissed after Argel getting killed, pulverizes Erebus before deciding to take Argel's serf that he never shut up about since, well they're the only thing left of him now.
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So I read your piece about Honsu. That would be great. And you know, we joke and analyze about fetishes, kinks and sexual attraction in Astartes.
But! I think it's pretty weird that traitors didn't return sexual attraction to Space Marines…
Since the lack of sexual desire is due to the fact that the Emperor did not want a new species to appear. But traitors consider themselves above mortals, so why not return sexual desire to them? GW has lost so much potential.
Well, yes, it will be very funny to watch how traitors would cope with new emotions. Those who have had sex or know about it, will immediately figure it out.
But the rest… I imagine how they look at women like crazy maniacs, not knowing what to do or what to say. Given their psyche and testosterone, their heads will simply explode from emotions.
If before they simply killed and tortured mortals, they were irritated by weakness. Now they suddenly started to like it. Are you crying? Your tears will be wiped away and you will be told that you are beautiful. In the most horrible way.
Are you pregnant? Will you name the child after him? Have you given birth yet? Now breastfeed quickly, and the Astartes will watch.
And courtship?
The Night Lord will give you human hearts and cloaks of leather.
The Emperor's Children will read you their poetry and sing. But since this is Slaanesh, prepare for vulgarity.
Iron Warriors: romance is kidnapping you and locking you in a cage.
And yes. All. All Space Marines will make you watch them fight and kill. Because it is sexy.
And so begins the Space Marines' Human Husbandary. An extremely creepy and scary thing…. I'll write about it one day.
Listen Honsou was just speeding things up when he was making the Demonculaba; you can't look at that thing and be like "there's some psychosexual things to be unpacked here."
Did you know that there's roughly 350ish generations within the span of 10,000 years (I have a feeling if chaos wasn't fucking around there would be a new species... then again Bile made his New Humans and basically unleashed them into populations
But you are right the traitors will have to deal with it first and I can imagine that it hits them suddenly since its so new and Space Marines are experts in handling new sensations.
But it might also be a difference between falling to chaos and simply turning traitor which one might activate that feeling earlier while the other is more of an ability to indulge that curiosity. Either way I hope these satisfy I know for some of them I could write something longer... it's probably obvious what ones I could
(1) sorry it took so long to do these and 2) sorry I went fuckin ham as there are 6 blurbs here )
tw: dubious consent, noncon, bone breaking, abduction, every single one of these is a traitor/chaos marine so that general unpleasantness so please let me know if I need to tag something
The Plague Marine could not figure out why his eyes remained on the female thralls and cultists... he didn't trust himself not to hurt them anymore. He was thankful for his helmet being on most of the time as the intense look in his eyes surely made them all cower and fear till...she got too close and he couldn't stop. He at least stopped before he fully broke all her bones... Grandfather would help him... Grandfather knew what was afflicting him. As while she was this pathetic mewling and weeping thing in his grasp he wanted to crush her again.
She was desperately crawling away as of course she would get hurt and have to be left to die. Oh she didn't want to die in the torturous way they would think up for her. He knew she didn't want to die... all prey didn't want to die and yet they knew all up until that last moment of life. He could practically hear the wild heartbeat and the way her wide prey like eyes locked onto his form as she let out the most beautifully frightened scream as the fallen Raven Guard barrels toward her. But before his claws sink in he skids to a stop and he watches her bite her bottom lip till it bleeds to stop the shrieking. His black eyes are fixated on the tears rolling down her cheeks like raindrops... his mutated palm wiping away those tears with the wet skin feeling so soft to him. His warped voice croons softly, his voice a breathy whisper, "You're so beautiful." He grins as she just starts to scream again.
He didn't need a bed slave... he was beyond that as blood shed was all he needed but he took you for a moment of relief... frail and weak thing that was destined to die in a myriad of horrible ways. But he liked the feeling of you around him... he liked you being a pathetic sad thing. He liked the way you bled and cried... till you stopped bleeding one day and grew fat with his young... he didn't need you... and yet you feel so good around him... and whatever you leaked from your breast felt good upon his tongue.
Courtship? I think you mean them just doting upon you and giving you attention.
You were so alone at this point that it was hardly safe to simply exist... ever since you got that first heart and the entire perfectly skinned human cloak everyone started to avoid you and the hearts and leather didn't stop... you're going to die... you know it you're going to die and you think it as you're hiding and weeping when behind you comes a Night Lord. He coos to you petting your head as you feel so numb you take the comfort just praying to anyone bothering to listen to have him make it quick. "Mmm you're clinging to me so tightly... are you scared? Do you need someone to protect you?" You don't know why you nod as you just hope you die soon. "At least I know you've enjoyed my gifts," He croons watching you finally react with dread horror as he just grins down at you and yet you do not struggle to pull away. Its over for you and you just accept your fate....
He sings to you as you lay there a quivering mess... just a tryst he tells himself as his fingers move up your spine having claimed you as his prize from another brother. He had grown tired of the cacophonous noise that spewed from his now dead comrade and he was only now just indulging in the soft noises you made. The panting and whimpering as his song was soft and low with tantalizing lyrics interspersed. You looked prettier covered in blood... with that fight left in your eyes as you rage against the inevitable end and he at the end of his perfected blade would have given it to you had that battle brother not interrupted. You should have died in such perfected death but he supposed it had been far too long since he indulged himself. And instead of quivering from blood loss and pain you quivered from overstimulation and pleasure. He deserved a nice little treat for his centuries of perfection...
You looked so sad simply attached to the repugnant mortal how your pretty eyes were dimmed and glazed the smile on your face fake. But not to him. You only tried the half hearted attempts to seduce him as you were ordered. You looked so relieved when all he wanted to do was hold you... that breathy thank you. Oh he was certain you would thank him soon enough. You didn't bother to run as you hid in the room that you could never seem to escape... no one would bother to save a body slave much less one of your rank you were at most a warm body to be enjoyed. You had hidden yourself in the back of the closet amongst the gaudy and billowing fabric outfits... you had seen the Astartes check the room before leaving and you had hopped that he was gone. But what luck did someone like you have as he came back and you recognized that crooning voice, "What a good girl... staying right there." It was the Iron Warrior that simply held you instead of fucking you... you hugged your knees tighter as the chains in his hand looked heavy and all you could do was watch in horror as he got closer... and closer... and the little voice inside of you hoped he wouldn't hurt you.
Oh if you do write the human husbandry please tag me I dont think I've got it in me to do it justice.
@bispecsual @egrets-not-regrets @moodymisty @bleedingichorhearts @liar-anubiass-blog
@thevoidscreams @barn-anon @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan @squishyowl
@nekotaetae @sleepyfan-blog @remembrancer-of-heresy
#tw dubcon#tw noncon#tw broken bones#tw male yandere#reply#answer#warhammer 40k#momrad's blurbs#momrad's drabbles#momrad went ham#I'd actually like to continue some of these#inspiration#save for later
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Masterlist
Hi decided to actually make a masterlist because it's probably for the best.
Things to know: I will write from a mainly female pov/perspective and it will for the most part be monogamous hetro relationships (in the terms of genitals) I won't do fxf or mxm or trans because that's not how I grew up and I'm god awful at writing homosexual sex (genderbend I can do) Another no: Adultry/cheating/spouse(or partner) thievery
Asks are open
Come buy me a coffee
Number of asks waiting to be answered: 15
My Ao3 (I havent updated a story on there since like 2016 I'm scared to even let ya'll see it but I might post the AU on there)
So I mainly write Halo, Runescape, and Warhammer 40k but here I've only been posting my Warhammer 40k and D&D au
So expect a lot of polls because it helps focus my ADHD ass
Also Fanart is ALWAYS allowed! Just Tag me!
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Poll Storage Pheromone Spray poll part 1 First kiss part 2 Pheromone Spray part 2 Husbandry lewdness poll First Kiss part 3 How to tag the lewd poll probably going with carnal bond Should momrad include skin tone WIP poll Help momrad focus on what to write Ones ready to be typed Adhd helper poll
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Warhammer 40k
The D&D AU
The Yandere Black Templar and Flesh Tearer
The Yandere Space Marine Masterlist
Story Vault until I know where to put these stories/how to categorize them
The boys and their darlings
This is not Canon mini masterlist
Primarchs masterlist
Pheromone Spray 1 2
Bonus Zul Spray
Song Inspiration
First Kiss 1 2 3
Typhus fleas 1 2
Baseline hitting on the darlings
Varial the insatiable
Lamenters devouring
Raven in the belfry
Child in the Eyrie
First Words Can Damn You
The black rut
Lucius the Eternal plus art
Warhammer Fantasy
Dangerous Druchii pending
Warhammer 40k & COD
The COD Integration mini-masterlist
Demon Prince/Bloodthirster Graves
The 40k au
How does Horangi spend the thrones? Horangi focused
Lieblings König focused
Spirit Halloween Ghost focused
Hey Kiddo Price focused
Where do babies come from reply
Hail to the King Black Templar König
Everyone is space elves
COD
The mud pit cope fic
Hot Chocolate cope fic König focused
Missing the Bairn cope fic Soap focused
Zombie cope fic Ghost focused
He scares me Nikto focused happens before the Soap one
It's a wonderful life CODHoliday2023 fic angst-comfort Ghost
Age hcs/boys ages
Random romantic thing I wrote
Tanz mit mir Regency Au songfic
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Most of it is on my Ao3
Random
The eventual bringing over that one non con I wrote pending
I have to edit it
The #I wrote something for my tumblr can help too
Sentience base off of lancer but I really just like the Balor
Baby fluff
barn anon/Tales from the Barn/Space Marine Husbandry Sentience
I will rename this when I can sit and think of better titles for them
Space Marine Husbandry Sentience Plot Beats
Space Marine Husbandry Sentience Mini Master List
51 more Space Marine Husbandry Sentience & Tales from the Barn
Hey Look another Space Marine Husbandry Mini Masterlist
Golden Apotheosis
Birthdays
avoiding bonds and eye contact
Favorite Wretch
Dischorus and Caracuss
Sentience Lore: Warp Fuckery
Weight of the Worlds
Insanity seems to follow...
Party
Anrir Husbandry
Reverse Husbandry AU
Reverse Husbandry Gabriel
Reverse Husbandry Headcanon
Reverse Husbandry Emperor
Sanguinius and Glitter
Gabriel and his sick human
Human Husbandry?
Primarchs in the reverse world
Gaius flees
Judgement from the Lord of Iron
Seeing things
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Ovaries Stolen meme
Fan art by bispecsual
Blood Angel Gabriel meme
ZUL by moodymisty
Angron Post Surgery expression
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Apollo and Dodgeball
Plague Witch part 2 by c-u-c-koo anon
Apollo by greenarsonist
Aurora by greenarsonist
Marine Meat Monday Zul by moodymisty
Fluffuary
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Momrad recommendation
So like sometimes when momrad writes she either imagines the narrator as Vox in the Void, Warrior Tier, Baldamort, or narrator from BG3 (usually Vox or the BG3 narrator)
Abuse is hard to listen to because it's about angron so it's good. Waking Dogs and Broken Chains is what inspired the creation of Zul.
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Totally not gonna use this organ smell information
Elias getting confused once his serf starts menstruating is hilarious. Because menstrual blood isn’t just blood, it’s also the inner lining of someone’s organs. And the smell of uterine lining isn’t really that different from the smell of most other (fresh) organs of humans/mammals. So if he’s been feeding you well enough for your period to start again, he’s going to smell it and think that someone shanked you while you were doing your duties and now you’re concealing that injury from him to not seem weak. Cue you getting into an awkward situation with him where he might see coochie (that isn’t hanging off someone’s skin cloak) for the first time
The mental imagery of "that isn't hanging off of someone's skin cloak" made me bark, that's too fucking good
Overprotective Elias forcing you to strip down again to look you over because he's completely fucking fuming over the prospect that someone damaged his goods and then,,, getting secondhand sex ed from an exasperated serf. This man would probably taste sample a clot. Pray he doesn't get addicted.
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Hey Pear wtf
Sighs
love that the two most common self insert jobs for 40k fic are diplomat and serf — I also would like to yap professionally. Or, failing that, clean and sew.
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Me whenever I get told I somehow inspired someone to be creative
He's wonderful and his little Melody looks so happy
Melech Tyrash and his Melody!~
Making this oc was heavily inspired by @kit-williams yandere space marine fics!
Maybe I'll even write fics with him!
#I'd put this on the fridge#momrad is all flustered#but that's her normal reaction whenever she's told that she helped inspire something#heretic astartes#emperor's children#Noise Marines#warhammer 40000#adeptus astartes#chaos space marines
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I INSPIRE THE BEST BRAIN WORMS
Inspired by a chat by @kit-williams I will be writing Cedric encocunting Khornate Blood Angels
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someone send me this in an ask I have ideas
So, we've discussed how the primarchs would treat their beloved when she was ill. But now I'm wondering...
How would they treat a beloved who was grieving? Suppose her home planet was attacked, suppose she lost loved ones or good friends. Her primarch finds her curled in a ball in their shared quarters, weeping. What does he do?
Most of them would be terrible. Vulkan, Sanguinius, Corvus, Guilliman, Fulgrim, Khan, and Lorgar would at least be able to offer emotional support on some level, even if it’s just sitting close and being a presence there beside them.
The rest range from apathy to actively making it worse XD there’s a non 0% chance Konrad is the one who attacked your planet lmao
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so that mortarion and konrad do be doin things to me
also possessive sanguinius is always good
My take:
Horus: “Daddy.” Everyone gets along and his sons honestly have no questions.
Leman Russ: “Alpha”. You call him this sarcastically. He’s into it.
Ferrus: Not really into name play tbh. You’ll have to experiment.
Fulgrim: Master or “My prince”. The closer he is to chaos, the more he steps away from prince and plays into the master themes.
Vulkan: “My love”. The closer he feels to being human, the closer you make him feel to being human, the better experience you’ll have.
Rogal Dorn: “Daddy” but only in bed. Otherwise, it’s dorn. just dorn. no negotiation.
Roboute Girlyman: “Daddy” is eh… Prefers to hear you try to say his long ass name so he can see how far you can get without becoming a mumbling mess. He’ll never admit that’s his intention. “Lord Guilliman” is also MMM
Magnus: PLAY. INTO. HIS. PRIDE. “My king” really gets him going. Call him “the all knowing one” for gods sake.
Sanguinius: “My angel” “My love”. He prefers sweeter names, nothing that implies you’re beneath him. As long as you’re saying “my” in front of it. Yes, call him yours. Feed that possessive side. “Lord angel” and anything implying that he’s in loving possession of you, as long as you’re also implying that you like it.
Lion El’Jonson: Lion, yes, but kinda prefers the “tiger” nickname for reasons unknown.
Perturabo: Perty. Not really. Would probably play into “daddy” as well tbh.
Mortarion: Why call him names when calling him is enough? Calling him “my king” would be good if you want the scary and feral experience, but even greater would be using the same methods as vulkan, especially in the case you’re trying to emotionally bond with him. “My love” “Beloved” “Beautiful”
Lorgar: “Father” while he’s washing your feet… slowly trailing his hands up further and further
Khan: “My dude”, probably.
Konrad Curze: “My lord” but in a panicked way. Worship him, but worship him like you’re trying to stop god from killing you. Apologize as he bites you, pretend you’re the filthiest criminal the imperium has seen and beg him for mercy while he’s digging his claws into your skin. Call him “Konrad” through strangled sobs. I’m getting carried away.
Angron: “GRAAAAAAH” and also “sweet boy”
Corvus Corax: “Lord Corax” is the FURTHEST you are allowed to go into the class names. He, like sanguinius, doesn’t want to feel that you are beneath him, but he has no possession in his words. He wants to know you’re doing everything you do out of free will. Calling him “Master” is a wonderful way to get yourself an instant breakup.
Alpharius Omegon: Also “Alpha”, but just make sure you know which one you’re fucking, because Omegon prefers to be called sweeter names. Both are into “daddy”, but one prefers “father” who’s who is up to you
✅ approved. Sanguinius’ is so cute ;;;
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Moody your anons are bad for my health
Rushal ending up being loyal to Sevatar and the NL legion makes sense. Brutal torture (and probably a whole lotta brainwashing) will do that to a person. People who went through abuse and didn’t get any treatment for it will very likely get attached to their abuser, and even support them sometimes.
But if he gets attached to you? (and my brain has already cooked up an idea on how that could possibly happen. So just hear me out).
Let’s say that you’re a serf belonging to the Night Lords, and your duties consist of cleaning the areas where the higher ranking astartes live. For serfs belonging to other chapters this would be seen as a privilege, but here? Not so much. Nobody wants this type of job, it’s too risky, you’re one wrong move away from being turned into a flayed plaything for one of your lords. But when a serf of higher rank promoted you to it (probably to escape getting the job himself) it was inescapable, the life fate handed you didn’t allot you any complaints. So you decided to accept this “gift” instead of risking possible death via whip.
And you could say that you were good at it. You stayed quiet and unnoticeable, your hands never spilled what you were carrying, and even in your throes of fear you managed to keep a boring enough facade that the Night Lord threatening you lost interest. Otherwise what you did could be easily described as dull, because once you got over the sight of human remains, all the job really consisted of was nonstop cleaning till you heard the sound of heavy footsteps and ran back to the serfs quarters as stealthily as possible.
The monotony changed however, when you heard a rumour of a new astartes joining the higher ranks. Through the chatter of your fellow serfs you found out that he used to be a Raven Guard. Which… surprised you. Before the heresy started you had heard from past friends who worked with other chapters that the Raven Guard, while similar in appearance, weren’t as monstrous or sadistic as your masters. Some even called them “kind”.
You wondered if that’s even possible. And if it is, then how could someone like that join the Night Lords?
A few days later you were mopping some grand hallway. Well, it must have been grand in the past, now it’s just covered in gore. But any cleanup you were doing stopped abruptly. You weren’t alone in this place. A familiar terror ran through your body, a space marine was watching you. And so you sat there, trying to seem as small as possible in hopes that he would eventually go away. After what felt like hours you considered the option that maybe you were just tired and your mind was conjuring things that weren’t there, and it didn’t feel like a Night Lord, so what harm could be done if you just turned around and-
You saw him. But despite his pallid complexion and large black eyes you didn’t recognise him, so it must be the new Raven Guard then, you thought. After which you realised that you had been staring at him for far too long, and bowed apologetically. But it was as if he didn’t seem to notice, instead wordlessly beckoning you somewhere with a gesture of his gauntlet covered hand. Which you followed, it would have been far more foolish of you to deny the request of one of your masters than to simply do as they said. So as he lead to down some dark corridors and right into his quarters you tried to think as positively as you could. Maybe the people you once knew were right? Maybe he won’t torture or kill you? Maybe he truly is as kind as they claimed his kin to be.
His request was simple, he sat down on his bed and gestured for you to take off his power armour. The higher up serfs taught you the basics behind it just in case a scenario like that ever came up, even if you truly hoped it didn’t. Being that close to an astartes put your life on the line, and if one tiny armour piece got broken you’d be just another blood splatter on the wall. But from what you saw he didn’t seem to mind, most of the time he wasn’t even focused on you, preferring to stare off into the distance. But when he did look down you chose to smile at him, risky yes, but deep within your heart you hoped that he wasn’t as bloodthirsty as his cousins. Once you took off the armour it felt as if you were done, until you saw him fumbling with the zipper on his neck. The dirt and armour oil made the glove parts of his bodysuit far too slippery to grip that small bit of metal. So with a mumble of wanting to help you put your hands on his neck, reaching to grab the zipper of the suit-
You hear a sharp intake of breath when he flinched away from you, if you weren’t so close to him you wouldn’t have even noticed it. And in his eyes you briefly saw… fear? No, not fear. That’s stupid, astartes can’t feel that, you must have just been projecting. And you’re sure you were right when he leaned back towards you with that usual tired expression. What did surprise you though, is what you see when you take off the top part of the bodysuit. He’s littered with scars, some healed, most not.
And you get the bright (and very impulsive) idea on how to stay on his good side.
You take out a pretty large jar of antibiotic cream from your robes, you used it after each day of work to make sure you didn’t get an infection. And while you knew that space marines didn’t work that way. The frightened-friendly way you spoke seemed to convince him into letting you apply it on him, sitting silently as you massaged it into the skin of his arms, torso and face. After which he stood up from his bed and unlocked the door, silently letting you go.
For you the interaction was.. confusing. He didn’t hurt you, but he was also incredibly strange. You hoped that whatever good reputation you built up with him was worth wasting half of your antibiotics on.
For him it was the first show of genuine kindness he’s felt in such a long time. In his surprise at your smiles and soft touches he managed to let you go.
How foolish of him.
But don’t fret, dear. He’ll find you soon. And he won’t be letting you go this time.
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS
y'all put so many tasty treats in my ask box, you all know exactly how to manipulate me into making stuff XD
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But I mean I could probably pull it off... Ahh shit I'm androgenous enough yeah I could. Also those look cute... SIGHS LOUDLY AND ADDS THIS TO THE LIST
Lion should have a crossdressing kink. He’s putting you in medieval menswear and he refuses to tell you the reason behind it. Hope you look good in chausses because that will be your lingerie for the rest of your life ✨🦁
NOOOOOO MY KINK OF BEING A PRINCESS WHYYYY 😭😭😭😭
#fuck me i guess#wrong lion going to fuck his beloved who is crossdressing as a man#now i have to look up the clothing layers of armor#momrad is inspired#inspiration
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Be me wondering why I never reblogged this
But yeah 100% this you get the visions
Leman Russ has made an entire persona out of being seen as some dumb wolf guy, mostly so his enemies underestimate him. Canonically he’s extremely good at maths and has written a ton of books, he’s even the Emperor’s executioner, and you know that title doesn’t just go to any himbo. Man pretending to be a beast, basically.
This is all to say that I think a yandere Leman would be a more psychologically manipulative yandere. When he grabs you and takes you back to his planet you believe you’re about to be bent over some unpolished wooden table and get rug burn all up in your pussy. But no, nothing like that happens, and other than him taking you it seems that Leman is a completely normal guy. You could even say that you feel a little bit comfortable around him.
Just ignore the mind games he’s been playing on you for months on end.
yes i agree! I know we always joke about russ being a puppy himbo or dorn being a rock but all the primarchs are crazy smart in reality.
him being on his best behavior so you end up letting your guard down, thinking he's actually a good guy is the perfect way to be a subtle yandere and pull you in before you realize he's trapping you. well, trapping you more XD
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though counterpoint he actually decides that it sticks and then there's just a demon primarch chillin with the loyalists
Perturabo somehow redeeming himself in 40k would be so funny.
10,000 year old man learns empathy - billions dead, trillions injured.
perturabo could, but lets be real his spite wouldn't let him
#someone send me this as an ask#i might do it Penelope coded tho#momrad has an idea#inspiration#momrad is inspired
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I love all of these they are all so real and I want to write things for them
how would you rank the primarchs from least to most whipped for their beloved?
here's a few XD
Lorgar: religious kink go brr
Vulkan: Love beloved. Beloved is good. You have like 500 pieces of jewelry. 30% is nsfw.
Sanguinius: I love you, you are my sunshine, the moon in my sky, I would pluck the stars out of the sky for y- ...Why did you look at Corvus like that?
Horus: The same as Sanguinius, but he isn't as subtle about it. You are his princess and you have literally every single thing you could ever want, and he thinks it's cute when you try to order him around.
Mortarion: Do you want something? What is it? No no it's fine I'm getting it please don't leave me i love you i love you i love you how do you even like me -COUGH- i love you
Guilliman: Because he just genuinely fucking loves that someone actually loves him as a man and not a god
Russ: There's a fine line between being his wolf queen and being a toy he drags around to show his friends at school.
Konrad: This could go two ways. Either you're just a fucktoy, or he literally is obsessed (unhealthily). Either way death is one wrong move away.
Corvus: He has moments of whipped clinginess but also can detach pretty easily. It's very 50/50.
Perturabo: is never whipped. The random shit he makes you is only because you don't stop complaining. Stop staring.
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He looked apologetically... like he always did whenever you offered him your blood. You had a feeling you knew why he was going so long between feeds... and why a few other Lamenters had backed off. The older Lamenter's beard pleasantly scratched your skin as his mouth trailed kisses along your neck... you inhale sharply gripping his shirt as he bit down.
Lamenters and other Blood Angels had some senory enhancement either in their nose or their sense of touch. He just knew where to bite down to drink... his hands moving over your body to distract you from the pain. Each Lamenter had their own method... a weak moan leaves your lips as his thumbs brush against your nipples.
His mouth pulls away from the bruise on your neck as his tongue licks the wound on your neck apologetically before putting a patch on your neck. "You must be tired." The older warrior says.
You smile at him tiredly, "Yes my lord."
"Just rest... just rest my little cherished thing." He says softly as you close your eyes and feel him hold you closely whispering something to you in a language you didn't know but you still drifted off to his voice.
@bispecsual @egrets-not-regrets @bleedingichorhearts @liar-anubiass-blog
@thevoidscreams @barn-anon @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan @squishyowl @ms--lobotomy
@nekotaetae @sleepyfan-blog
Not a request, just Blood Angel brainrot after rereading that bloodthirst fic for the fourth time:
A Blood Angel successor chapter/squad that gives their blood serfs forehead kisses and head pats after every drinking session
Oh they absolutely do. Lamenters always treat them nice for offering their blood to wayward Lamenters, though they always have favorites <3
#reply#once more momrad goes to moody's dash and grabbing her asks for inspiration#im avoiding working on my own stuff#Momrad's blurbs
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