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Who’s worse?
Tony Soprano
Nucky Thompson
Help settle a debate I had with my parents
Mom weighed in on the results
Who’s worse?
Tony Soprano
Nucky Thompson
Help settle a debate I had with my parents
Hey Walmart, buddy…..
What the fuck is this?
So I see a lot of primarch x wife/reader art where the reader has big olde boobies. Which is fine, rock on queens you all look great! Keep on drawing what you want!
I’m just pondering…what about us petite peeps with the small titties?
I’m sorry mi lords, but your massive manly man honkers have to carry us both through these trying times 😔
Gman, Lord Perturabo is almost the size of a Warlord titan. You can't go fight him! YOU WILL LOSE!!!
Also you may want to check with your sons about what the Iron Warriors are capable of....
You call him "lord"? Are you a traitor, attempting to intimidate me? Mankind will never surrender to the forces of wretched chaos.
Pardon me, Lord Regent, but what would we call him besides Lord Perturabo?
Master iron dude, Un-Lord Perturabo, pĕr-tĕr-ĀbŌ, iron soldier guy, that frak-head perturabo.
Wall I'm sure he is called so unofficially, I can't realy see "killed in action by Traitor McPerboFaces" in Adeptus Administratum paper work.
Are the dark forces lords to you? Do you submit to the machinations of so-called chaos gods and demons, necessitating an honorific to the very enemies of mankind? Call him traitor, wretch or devil for all I care but do not dignify him with titles reserved for the leadership of humanity.
Daddy, chill…
Lol I can't stop imagining the primarchs doing this with their baseline SO whenever they're thinking deeply about something
reblog to give your mutuals a djungelskog
Happy Valentine’s Day everyone.
Linda Friesen 'The Moon Maiden' Haute Couture Gown
UGGHHHHH MY DREAM WEDDING DRESS!!!!!!
I don’t have enough knowledge of 40k to pull this off, but…
I keep having this idea for a reader x Primarch fanfic that’s multi-part and is sort of like a dating sim and a choose-your-own-adventure book rolled into one. After the prologue chapter, you can pick which Primarch you want to romance, all with corresponding storylines, chapters and endings.
(I’ve seen this done really well before on AO3, I just wish I had an example. I hope I explained it well enough.)
Anyway, my primary idea for it is that some time travel shenanigans happen and reader-chan from our time gets flung into the 40k future. I’m thinking all our boys are in a meeting with Big Daddy E when the time portal opens up, just so there’s a reason for her to meet all of the Primarchs in one place. Idk, I just think it would be really fun and interesting to see someone from our time try to learn and reconcile what the 40k future is like, unclouded by the dogmatic beliefs of the Imperium of Man, and be able to see past the demigod image into the heart of the man her chosen Primarch really is.
I have this scene I can’t get out of my head where reader-chan is looking out across Terra and is in shock at how decrepit and desiccated it all is. How the once green planet with its oceans was changed by man’s hubris. Then it finally sinks in that everything and everyone she’s ever known is dead and gone, like they never existed at all, buried under layers of sediment and steel. She’s basically the only one of her kind left, and she’s all alone, the only one who remembers that the sky was once blue. Overtaken by grief and stress, she just weeps in agony until said Primarch comes over, possibly not quite understanding why she’s so distressed, but wanting to make it better.
Idk just thought it was a cool idea 👉👈
boot up, Bitch
That reply is unexpectedly inspirational.
tradgedy enjoyers when you look into the eyes of your worst enemy and can only see yourself
Cosmic alignment…
Fuck all of the good luck posts out there. Reblog this to immaculate your vibes