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[candyswirls]

Garm and Varska Meet

Varska belongs to @jaghatai-khock

This was seriously so fun to write! Also I’m on a writing kick today, hopefully you’re not too annoyed with constantly seeing my work.

Varska hummed as he waited within his father’s quarters. His father and his new sibling were asleep within the Wolf King’s bedroom.

Father was exhausted and iterated that once Garm was awake to watch them like a hawk. Being ever so vigilant. Don’t let them get into things and be on guard.

The door to Father’s quarters slid open. He could see the large lump of father still asleep and heard his deep snoring. The door slid shut, a small figure standing in front of it, watching Varska.

Varska stared into identical eyes to father’s. He couldn’t quite read them but there was a glint in them. He hoped Garm wasn’t afraid of him and tried to greet them. They darted to the food on the table.

Garm immediately grabbed a bowl of cheese and began stuffing their mouth.

Varska stared.

Garm paused and eyed him, noticing he wasn’t stopping them. They dashed away to the other side.

Varska dove to catch the bowl as it dropped. He set it back and Garm was already chomping on roasted Grox.

They coughed and made a gagging noise. They dropped the piece they had grabbed and slowly brought their hands up to their throat. Varska ran over and gently smacked their back until a small chunk flew out of their mouth. They shook their head and looked up at Varska.

He smiled at them.

They moved to the next item. A pie. Garm sniffed it then shoved their hands through the crust, pulling up bits of sweet baked fruit and began licking their hands. They grabbed more as Varska crouched nearby to watch. He didn’t want them choking again.

Garm looked at him and made a small snorting noise then a squeak. Varska replied with the same noises.

He tried signing at them.

Hello. Do you understand me? Do you know sign?

Garm replied.

No. Food.

They went back to eating and Varska’s wrinkled his brow. Cheeky.

Garm lunged across the table to grab a goblet of Mjod.

Varska tried to snatch it away from them. Garm jumped atop the table and ran.

The older raced after them. Trying to catch little feet that weaved through various dishes of food.

Garm rolled to the other side and stared at Varska. They raised the goblet to their mouth, staring down Varska.

He shook his head. They nodded. He leapt to grab them but they managed to get a swig.

Garm spat out the drink and made another gagging noise as they threw the goblet. They coughed and sputtered as Varska lifted them up, buttered rolls, sweetened meat, and vegetables smeared across his chest.

Garm tried wiping their tongue with their hands to get the taste out. They gagged again, scrunching their face into a look of disgust.

Varska grabbed a roll stuck to him and offered it to Garm. They gladly took it and began munching, liking this much more than the Mjod.

He sighed then Garm began squirming to get out of his grip. When he didn’t allow it they began flailing.

He quickly set them down. Garm flopped into a dessert piled with whip cream. They were covered head to toe. But they weren’t done.

Garm crawled over to a bowl of soup and stuck their head in.

Varska stared with his mouth open, waiting for the pup to come up for a breath. When they didn’t he grabbed them to lift them up.

Garm whipped around and bit him. Varska yelped, mostly out of surprise.

He rubbed the bite and looked at Garm. They looked surprised that they had hurt him, almost a bit remorseful. It was hard to tell with broth, bits of vegetables, and whip cream smeared across their face.

Let’s have a bath, he signed.

What bath?

He smiled. So you do understand me.

No. No understand.

His smile grew wider. He held out his arms, offering to carry them.

Garm cocked their head then jumped into his embrace. They tried to nip at Varska’s facial hair. He jerked his head back and took them to Father’s personal bath. He had the feeling that once he opened the door to the hallway, all hell would break loose.

He checked on father to ensure the commotion hadn’t wakened him. He still snored loudly.

He went to the bathroom and Garm wrinkled their nose at the strange sight. Specifically the large tub. He shut and locked the door, not wanting to test how good of an escape artist they were.

As soon as he turned the tub on, Garm tried to get out of his grip. Then they began flailing again. Varska refused to let go. They desperately needed to be bathed.

Garm suddenly went limp, eyes closed, no breathing. He waited a second then gently shook them. No response. He tried again.

He panicked and laid them down on the ground to see if they needed-

Garm leapt up and dashed to the door, trying to open it. They couldn’t reach the lock. Varska shook his head. They had all sorts of tricks up their sleeve.

As they struggled to reach the door, Varska tried to take their dirty clothes off. Garm zipped past him. Sliding to a halt and facing him.

They jumped into a stance, almost challenging him.

He shook his finger and tried to grab them. They rolled to the side, jumped forward, smacked his leg, then jumped back into the stance. They swayed their rear from side to side. A smirk was growing on their face.

This turned into at least thirty minutes of Varska trying to catch Garm who interpreted this as a game of tag.

Eventually Garm was cornered, upside down and staring at Varska through their legs. He had managed to get their shirt off.

He motioned for them to either stay or come forward. That glint was in their eyes again but they started to relax.

They rolled over and sat patiently, waiting for Varska.

He cautiously came forward and was shocked as they let him take their pants. Garm lunged forward and grabbed their pants with their mouth. They growled and pulled back with all their might as Varska struggled to maintain his grip. They shook their head as they played tug of war.

Garm released it and Varska almost fell backwards. Garm took this opportunity to race up Varska to where the lock was. They undid it and the door slid open. He tried to catch Garm as he fell backwards but the naked child went racing into the other room.

He scrambled up and was filled with dread as a serf entered the quarters. Door wide open.

The serf screamed as a very naked child leapt over them and out into the hallway.

Varska charged after.

[candyswirls]

Garm - Pt 2 - Previous - Next - MasterPost

More of Leman Russ and his rambunctious pup

I fleshed it out a bit more.

Garm is very much a rambunctious puppy. Also I’ve been keeping them gender neutral solely because I couldn’t decide if I should give Leman a son or a daughter. So lore wise right now Leman has no idea if they’re a boy or a girl because their scent is so light and they never hold still long enough for him to check.

Garm laid upside down against the cave wall, their feet lifted as they attempted to stand on their head.

“Hey,” Leman said. “Now you can bite your own ankles for a change.”

They glanced at him then rolled so they were in a crouching position, staring at the Primarch.

“Don’t,” he warned, recognizing the look in their eyes.

Garm jumped up into a stance.

“I said no,” Leman pushed.

Garm darted around Leman and tried to swipe at him.

Leman flung his spear to the side and rolled backwards to jump up. Garm lunged and he dodged.

“Ha!” He laughed. “You gotta be quicker than that - hey - ow!”

Garm slid down as if they were going for his feet then leapt up and bit the wolf’s wrist.

As they scampered away he heard whispery giggling come from them.

“You come back here!” He called as he raced after them.

Once outside, Garm spun around, jumping into another stance. Leman came to a halt and copied them. As Garm hopped forward he stepped to the side.

“I am the Russ,” he claimed boisterously. “The wolf king and leader of the Vlka Fenryka! You are no match for likes of- no you don’t!”

Garm dashed away, looping around one of the trees.

Leman tried to intercept them but they had been expecting that. They lunged at him and unfortunately the ground was soft and comfortable looking enough that Leman fell dramatically to it. He threw his arm across his forehead.

“This mighty beast has been brought low!” He howled dramatically. “The crown of the wolf king- oof! - is lost!”

Garm tackled him, hitting the Primarch in the stomach. Leman grabbed them and began tickling.

Garm squealed and tried biting his hands. They couldn’t reach.

Their shirt lifted and he took the opportunity to grant them the perfect defeat.

He pulled them up to his face and blew a raspberry on their back. Garm squealed louder, shrieking giggles mixing in as they kicked their legs.

Leman did it again then turned Garm around and blew on their cheeks.

He laughed as they continued giggling then declared, “I claim victory! Attack!”

He peppered their face with kisses as he sat up and went back to the cave. Garm still trying and failing to counter attack. Squirming and laughing.

***

They were settled and set up for the night. He’d caught another unfortunate warp creature and let Garm eat first. He always ensured they got their full and he’d have the rest. It also allowed him to clean them up, always a messy eater, getting ichor all over them.

He leaned back against the wall.

Garm stared then came up to the Primarch. They climbed up his leg and stomach then settle against his neck, hiding their head under his chin.

They let out several deep sighs as he felt their body relax. They had done this the first time he finally stopped trying to get rid of them.

He wrapped his arms around them, resting a hand on their back.

They smelled like him. A faint scent except when close like this. He could see freckles dotting their skin. He could say with certainty now that he cared deeply for his pup. He loved them so much. He of course wondered who their mother was and how they even came about, but he didn’t care. Not anymore.

He began whispering the various myths and legends of Fenris to them as they drifted to sleep.

He felt guilty at their first meeting. Waking up randomly with them in his arms. At first he couldn’t bring himself to kill them because they were so little. An infant. So he left them.

Then they showed up again. Their eyes stopped him from execution. His eyes.

Time after time he’d ditch them, trap them somewhere, climb nearly impossible places to reach. They’d always wail for him. They always found him. They always followed.

If they were solely a trick of the warp… it had worked. He could not bring himself to physically harm them and now… he would protect them with his life.

Leman woke up curled in a ball around Garm. The warp grew exceptionally cold sometimes but Leman kept his pup warm. They rested easily, flush against the Primarch’s stomach.

How interesting that they were so calm when asleep. As soon as they were awake though, it was never ending energy. They were so rambunctious and such a light sleeper that he still had no idea if they were a boy or a girl. Never holding still for long.

He couldn’t help but reach a finger to brush away their hair. Eyes flashed open and they lunged at Leman’s face, sharp teeth biting his chin.

He swore in Fenrisian. He just had to wake them.

[candyswirls]

Garm and Varska Again!

@jaghatai-khock

This is set after part five of Garm and they're waking up from being under anesthesia. Have some cute sibling comfort and fluff.

Garm whined, squirming with discomfort.

Their eyes fluttered open, unable to focus as the sedative wore off. 

Garm heard a familiar hum and weakly whimpered in reply. They tried to reach out for him. Their casted arm was too heavy to lift. But they had his scent. They wanted big brother.

Varska smoothed back loose hairs upon his sibling'shead.

He let out a series of soft squeaks and sounds, comforting them.

Garm whined and tried to force their eyes open. Varska picked the pup up, holding them with one arm as he rubbed circles into their back.

Garm's head lolled.

It was eerie. Garm was so rambunctious and bouncing off the walls. Never holding still. Yet here they were in his arms, practically unmoving.

Psykic thoughts pressed into his mind. Big brother, beard warm. Want to be close.

He pulled them up near his neck. They nestled into his beard, their breath tickling the skin underneath.

They made little chirps that Varska copied. Soothing them that he was there.

The pup shifted. They started tearing up and sniffling.

Varska pulled back his sibling and laid them in his arm again, rubbing their belly to soothe it. Garm seemed to find relief, nuzzling their nose into the other's chest.

He kissed them on their forehead, a quiet promise that he'd be here to take care of them.

Garm sent up thoughts.

Love big brother. Feel safe.

Varska hummed in approval, continuing to rub their stomach.

[candyswirls]

If they were in a modern AU Varska would 100000% help Garm sell Girl Scout cookies

Yyyeeeeesss! That one scene from the Pacifier where the girl scouts are beating up the boy scouts? That's Garm. Also, you'd have this tiny child looking cute and excited to sell cookies and then this massive happy man behind them. Garm would have the record number of cookies sold and not just because Leman keeps buying and eating two boxes a day.

[candyswirls]

Fanfic Masterpost

I figured out how to place links inside text!

Been writing a bit more so here’s this!

Requests - Open

I don’t do NSFW, not my jam

My AO3 if you prefer

Fic List

An Eye for an Eye, A Pup for a Pup - Leman Russ grants a wolf priest the right to take a thousand son neophyte to be part of their legion.

Chapters: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10

Crying in the Dark - Sequel to Lion in the Dark - Strange little creatures are inside The Forest. The more he learns about them, the more he finds out that they are closely related.

1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7

Bat Fledgling: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9

Corvus Corax finds and adopts a Night Lord child. He finds he has to come to terms with his relationship with his sons, brothers, and father.

Return of the Phoenician: 1 - 2

Determined to right the original’s wrongs and prove himself, the Clone of Fulgrim sets out to get back to the imperium and reunite with his brother Roboute.

Garm: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7

The warp gave Leman Russ a child. A rambunctious child.

(Garm Drawing)

The Unbound Flame - 1

The Salamanders have uncovered the next artifact of their primarch, but discover it is far more precious than anticipated. They have found his infant son.

They Still Know Fear - 1

He was an adeptus astartes. A primaris. Built to perfection and one of his angels. His presence brought forth Fear and respect. Nothing scared him. But now, he's prey. A delicacy. He's powerless.

One Shots:

Lion in the Dark - Lion comes across strange yet familiar creatures in the forest. They seem to know him.

Crow and Fledgling - a day with Corvus and his adopted child

Works with other’s characters:

Garm and Varska Meet - Garm and Varska Sick Fic - A Day in the Life of Garm

Other Writings:

Space Marine Cuddle Pile: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5

Requests: search “requests” in tags on my blog