I gonna admit I'm very new to Warhammer and I have a lot of things to learn...
But we are talking about THE LION!
As much I like the Dark Angels (they are for sure in my top 5 favorite legions), I have to admit the big kitty is one of most quick to angry and violent primarchs.
He destroyed multiple LOYALIST WORDS, full of CIVILIANS.
He bring Konrad to Macgrage with out warning anyone.
He knocked out Leman Russ just because fought Leman was laughing at him (he wasn't), and later he impaled and almost killed Russ later because he was angry at the fact he couldn't save the Emperor and Sang (a fact neither of them was guilty, but he almost killed his brother for that).
HE KILLED HIS OWN SON!!! (rest in pizza, Nemiel).
And this is not super secret lore information, you can find this in any YouTube shorts.
I think Fulgrim would also watch you sleep like Sanguinius. Unlike Sang, instead of admiring you in silence, he wake you on purpose. He not is being mean, he just want to tease you! Giving you little kisses and calling you darling, he wants enjoy a little of time with you before going to work.
"Wake up, my dear. It's time to show the sun how to shine!❤️"
Author notes: I finally finished my first fanfic! I not gonna lie, it's not perfect and english its not my first language, so expect to be a little weird. I am accepting criticism, since I want to improve my writing skills. I hope you guys enjoy!
Content: space marine x gn!reader, fluffy.
" Not so fast, my Lord ...", you tried to ask, but your voice was barely audible due to the fatigue. The only response you got was a grunf muffled by helmet, followed by the pace of your companion getting faster and faster and the giant hand dragging you by the wrist getting tighter and tighter. "Please, let me go... I can't keep up...", you plead again, almost falling again, feet stumbling in every rock and lodge in the way. " We arrived ", he finally spoke, and thank to the Emperor, stopped. You take the opportunity for catching your breath. You sat in dirt, legs pulsing with pain. Your senses slowly return, now being able to see the ramshackle structure in front of you. An old storage, abandoned over one months ago, but look away worse thank to the tyranids incursions. Couldn't reach this place before, because of the xenos and the thirty minute walk through tough terrain to get here. Walk that you made in half of the time by being drag like sack of potatoes by your the 'lovable' giant that stood next to you. Brother Nathaniel ignored you, as usual, focusing instead to analyze the building. The right part of the roof had been completed dismantle, the left side was cover in fleshy woozy and glue to a tall structure the Emperor know what was. But despite everything, the middle part seemed reasonable stable, with the door still standing, leading to the inside. The marine didn't wait to inspect the place, leaving you alone outside. You turned around to contemplate the landscape around you. A desert of debris and tyranid biomass, that just some weeks ago was perfect savalge camping outside the Mechanicus facility. You sight. Heavy steps could be heard leaving the building, he probably found the radio you two came to fetch.
" Let's go", the monotonous voice came from behind you, "No", you answer. "No?" The voice was now even lower and accompanied by a hint of threat, "It's not for you to decide, guardsmen. You receive order, and you follow them". "I am tired of being drag!", you shouted, "Yes, I will return to the church, but after resting and walking with my own foot!". In any other occasion would be suicide to talk like that to member of the Adeptus Astartes, specially one under the wing of the Inquisition as part of the Deathwatch. "You have three seconds to stand up and follow me, witch", he didn't need to raise his voice to threat someone, but despite of helmet covering his features, you could feel the rage boiling under it. Witch? What he meant by witch? The common sense in your head told you to shut up and obey, but your anger overcome you. "No way! You dragged me here, making sure to throw me against every stone in the path, I asked you to walk slower, but you ignored me as if I were some kind of irrational animal, and now you want me to accept this torture for more fifteen minutes!?". Your answer: "It's not my fault you walk so slow". That's it, that was your last straw, "WHY HATE ME SO MUCH?". Silence. His tone change from authoritarian to confuse, "I... don't follow you...". "You don't!?", you continued, "Since you guys arrived, you seem to hate me. Every time a tried to approach you, you brushed me off, every time I tried to go on a mission with you, you refuse and told me to go with one of your brothers, every time a tried to suggest a strategy, to be useful to the team, you dismissed. I thought I had insulted you some how, I wished to apologize, sort things out between us, and only answer I received was 'I don't need your apologies, human'. I heard you insult me countless times, is very see to hear in an echoing church. I know only came in this mission, because your captain forced you. And just right now you called me a witch, FOR NO REASON!". He stood there, motionless, while you screamed at him. "What you even want from me, Nathaniel !?", you finally finished, finally put out everything you keep in your throat for past month. Silence reigned between you, aside the wind of the planes. Wait for answer, anything, any explanation no matter how stupid, would be enough. A bip came from the vox communicator. "Its getting late, we need to return to base", that's was you answer after one month. You screamed once again in frustration and leaved him behind.
"'Its getting late', asshole, 'We need to return to base', moron", you walked fast despite your sore legs, no pain in the world was bigger than your rage right now. When you arrived at base, you would slam the door of your bedroom so strong that walls would shake, them proceeded to scream until your vocal cords would stop work. And you wouldn't leave until the rescue transport arrived. You don't want to see an astartes nevermore in your live! You was so lost in your thoughts, you no even notice the shadow behind you. You couldn't not even react when the whip of meat hit you, knocking you in the ground. Your ears were ringing when look into what attacked you, a tyranid warrior. 'Dawn it', you thought, 'It must have heard the sound of my screams, then he waited for me to move away from Nathaniel to attack me'. It was the end, here, in the middle of the nothing, at hands of a foul xeno. 'At least', you thought, 'I will be reunited with my squad. Sargent, Bill, Falks, Sandy, Nestor and all the others. We will finally be together again, under the light of Empeor...' You closed your eyes, waiting for the worst, was the creature got closer and closer. You heard the monster lift its claws and swing in your direction. But impact never came, for the attack was stopped with metal clanging. You opened eyes to see what you thought was impossible: the tyranid was stopped by no other than Nathaniel, using all his strength to hold the beast. With quick gesture, he grabbed his chainsword and impaled the creature, tearing apart from bottom to top, spreading its bloody rest under him. You sit with struggle, you notice a giant tear in arm, blood pulling out. You turn to gaze at the marine cover in red, "Did your power faltered you, witch?". "I am not a witch, sir...", this last 'sir' was pronounced with certain bitterness. You were thankful at he save you, very unexpected to say the least, but didn't forget anything he did. "Oh, you not?", now was his time to lose his composer, "So tell me, why did you cursed me?. "What?", you didn't understand nothing, and blood lost wasn't exactly helping. "WHY.DID.CURSE.ME?", it was the first time he raised his voice. "I didn't cursed you! I don't even know what you talking about!", you mind was running in circles, what this now? "Oh, didn't? So could you kindly to explain to me why I can't stop think about you?". Silence, again. Nothing to be heard, beside the wind. "What?", you asked, baffled. "Now you pretend innocent! Unbelievable!", he continued, "Since day one I suspect of your behavior. Always pretending to nice and helpful, but I know what you are. I know cast a spell on us! Why else I would think about everyday about you? Why else I would worry about your well being, to the point of make you seem bad in front of the captain in hopes that you would transfer to more 'safe' place? Why else I would follow you from distance to make sure you be fine in your missions? Why else I feel this pain in my heart every time I see laughing and smiling with my brothers? It's because you are chaos witch! Send to fool us and stop us from freeing this world of the taint of evil, you cast charming spell in all of us! But I will not falter, I will not fall in your temptation!", he finally finished, he finally put out everything he keep in his throat for past month. The silence returned, it's starting to become a habit. Your face became warm and reddish, "I-I am no psycher, my lord", you explained, "And if I was, brother Erik would know since your arrival, he's a librarian after all...". "Oh...", he muttered, slowly realizing his own stupidity, could verified with Erik this whole time. But this did not explained all this 'feelings' he had for her, unless he was... ouh... OUH... shit...
A familiar voice came from the vox, "Nathiel, vox check, are you alright?, asked captain Aegis. "Y-yes, voice check", Nathaniel tried to hide his ambarassament the best he could. " You said you back in thirty minutes, but its been almost one hour since you left. It's everything ok? The guardsman is ok?", Aegis seemed concerned. "The tyranids delayed us, but we both ok, we are heading the base", Nathaniel finished the call, only to realize you were still there, bleeding. "That... seems bad, I think I gonna had to carry you all the way back...", he grab you kindly, carrying you bride style. "You are really a pain in the ass, did you know?", his eyes were locked in the horizon, but you could see the blush forming in his cheeks...
Epilog
Nathaniel meet with his brothers at room their been using as command center. He let the radio on the table. "You found it", exclaimed captain Aegis, "Yes", answered Nathaniel. With this radio, they could finally ask for reinforces from other astartes. "Still works?", asked Aegis. "Its seem in a good state, won't difficult to repair ", said Varren, the tech marine of the group. "Great, your efforts will be great helpful, brother Nathaniel. You are dispense for now", said Aegis. Nathaniel made a respectful bow before heading in direction of the corridor. "Ah, and brother", called Aegis, "Make sure the next time you end up in a emotional argument, to turn off you vox channel, ok?", said Aegis with a smile. Nathaniel keep walking, trying to ignore his brothers giggling behind him.
okok I made a post abt rogal dorn getting mad about the 3 little pigs so my genius mind has come up with this
Lion El'johnson: Wizard of Oz
absolutely affronted by the concept of the cowardly lion and takes any mention of it as a personal attack. how dare u accuse him of being cowardly. he will find the wizard and put his head on a pike
Fulgrim: The Princess and the Pea
he, too, is such a delicate princess sleeper that a pea under 50 mattresses would bother him
Perturabo: Humpty Dumpty
I don't really have any justifications, he's just sad and miserable like that
Jaghatai Khan: The Gingerbread Man. or like. Spirit. the horse one
he supports misadventures and he also supports running like hell
Leman Russ: Goldilocks and The Three Bears
yeah I think he'd break into someone's house and judge their stuff. also bears
Rogal Dorn: The 3 Little Pigs
becomes uncontrollable with rage upon reading it, orders all copies destroyed for heresy. after he calms down it becomes his life mission to create impenetrable straw and stick fortresses
Konrad Curze: Cinderella
HEAR ME OUT I mean the brothers grimm version. like the one where the step sisters cut their toes off to fit into the shoes and at the end they get their eyes plucked out by ravens. he likes that ending a lot lmao
Sanguinius: Beauty and the Beast
thinks its all very romantic and is very entranced by the idea of being magically freed of beastly features. for no particular reason
Ferrus Manus: The Wild Robot
not really a classic as far as I know but very fitting for him. he does want to kick his sons in head until they die but only out of love for them bcs theyre fucking up big time
Angron: not a clue I'm so sorry. I'm open to suggestions
Roboute Guilliman: Rumpelstiltskin
SO annoyed by unfair deals it's insane. admires the daughter turned queens use of her resources at hand to solve a problem
Mortarion: Hansel and Gretel
now I'm not saying he would trick children and attempt to eat them. but I'm not not saying that
Magnus: Matilda
he, too, is so autistic he can explode people with his mind
Horus Lupercal: The Emperor's New Clothes
sorry man but u had that coming
Lorgar Aurelian: The Christian Bible
self explainitory
Vulkan: The Ugly Duckling
unfortunately that grown man is crying on the floor after reading that
Corvus Corax: haven't the foggiest ❤️ IM SO SORRY
Alpharius/Omegon: Swan Lake
something something an evil doppelganger stealing your place
Angron is Star Wars I think (we’re ignoring the sequels here)
and I feel like Curze would be Hansel and Gretel? Idk, he seems like he would look at that and go, “Yes, eating starving children for eating your house is a reasonable punishment.” That’s not how the story is supposed to be read, but I think he’d read it that way
I hate to be the Actually Guy™️, but in Cinderella story, the stepsister (is just one) and the stepmother have their eyes eaten by pigeons, not ravens 😔.
And this specific pigeons are the dead parents of Cinderella.
pretty self explanatory, just some Warhammer doodles. I always imagine Horus having bushy eyebrows and a lot of hair on his chest and arms, and I always imagine Konrad having no eyebrows at all. We've got a Pic of Horus in some robes, before he went sicko-mode, a young Konrad before he dawned his power armor and a random fun Ork drawing which im quite proud of.
if you're wondering the Orks name, its Uglee Bastud.
