#rylanor

[diabolicalevil]

I saw one of these going around and I thought it was so funny so here's a horus heresy one

[mehiwilldoitlater]

So...I saw your Mournival courting headcanons and it got me wondering - how would known Emperor's Children do the same? Particularly Lucius and Fabius Bile and Julius Kaesoron?

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Saul Tarvitz: Emperor Children are known for their grandious acts, blatants and almost excessive because they know that is the right way to do it. Saul? Saul doesn't like them. He doesn't feel superior on them, he doesn't dislike them either, they are just not him. When Saul fall in love is silent and slow, and in that silence he want to pursue you. He had lost the number of how many times he had sketched you on a small piece of paper, how many secrets image of you he keep secretly close to him. He fear you may think he's obsessed, wich he is, and everyrhing he want is just savouring you like you deserve. He's not a good dancer and he feel secure to showing you how bad he is and he loved the small laugh you make when he's blushing. He want to hold your hand and make sure you know you are safe with him ALWAYS.

Lucius: Do you remember the stupid story about the boy in elementary school that bullied you because he secretly liked you? Yeah, he's that one. He like to mess you around, taking out every kind of expression from you and putting you into the most strange or unbeliavable situations. He especially love that pouty face you make. It's his way to create a connection with you, even if it means to force you to stay and watch him defeat every foe he can get his hands on. He's very jealous, will not tolerate anyone getting to close to you, you're too orecious to him and no one touch his little one.

Rylanor: he's an old warrior, his current state as a Dreadnought should make him desist to even dared to lay one of those claws against you. Instead here he is, caring deeply to the human that remembered that he was once a man. He's attentive, asking you how you're doing and that whatever you need he will comply. You're not just the baseline that follows him around,you are is everything. Courting you means being close, trying to be your shield and support. He cannot give you what you may deserve, but you will have everything of him. He's kinda aware of the eyes that the recruits give you, he'll be harder on them on purpose.

Fabius Bile: it's already hard for his brothers to gain the attention to the Chief Apothecary, all while you did it by just being you. You are small, fragile, you cannot survive alone in that cold universe, and yet he see you as...perfect. He wouldn't change anything of you...beside your life span, of course. He doesn't court, he never cared for it and neither he had learned to do it properly and find all of those techniques sloppy and blands. His way of pursuing you is sinmple, giving you his time. You are injured? He can take care of it. You feel unwell? Lay on the bed, he'll check on you. You wish to discuss a few things with him? The scalpel is down. He's an old old one, you had barely reached adulthood to him, but can you blame him?

Eidolon: He is nothing else but perfect, no one can match him and he know that. And you are just the lucky one that had the privilege to had fallen under his gaze. Of course he'll stay true to his legion and show his desire of courting you blatantly and in full armor. It may a be a way to discourage other suitors? Probably. Jewels? He got the. Best flowers from terra? Already here. He' had also forced some remembrancers to play and sing for you sonmgs about your future union!...Why are you running? Why are you looking embarassed?! STOP RIGHT THERE AND BECAME HIS BELOVED ONE!

Julius Kaesoron: He's a small between Saul and Eidolon. He do follow the same pattern of his brothers but he's far more contained than many, especially Eidolon. He do wish you could enjoy everything he dedicate to you, to the one wich he had fallen deeply in love, yet he wnat you to feel secure with him. No one would ever refuse an Astarte, that's why he need you to be genuine and not force into something he had imagined. He like to read poetry and searching for the ones you may like or that reminded him of you. He know so many poetry from Chemos and he's aware that their writing can be confusing or just not well known as he would like, but he would love to read them to you, to help you learning. He wish you to step closer to him, so he can memorize perfectly every detail of your face so he won't forget any of it.

[askmagnus]

Certainly, my sons are occasionally disloyal or reckless…

But I feel the fact that none of them have ever felt the need to detonate a virus bomb in my face speaks to a relatively healthy, legion culture…

Being certain of my son who managed to get themselves and their brothers blown up by said virus bomb…are very lucky they did not have to face me…

[adeptus-illustratum]

Fulgrim and Rylanor Art by Gray-Skull --- My DeviantArt My Boosty (for my NSFW works)

[supercomputer-lizard]

Rylanor making Fulgrim look different might actually have some substance

I know (I think) that Rylanor making Fulgrim ugly is a joke, but the entire ordeal left a scar on Fulgrim’s ego. According my knowledge, a daemon prince or primarch can change their form to anything, so Rylanor’s defiance and bruise on Fulgrim’s ego caused him to not regenerate quite right

[warhammersnippets]

A distress beacon?’ said Rylanor. ‘No, a lure.’ ‘A lure for what?’ The sound of dead skin slipping over rock sent a chill down Vistario’s spine. A silken voice answered the Dreadnought’s question. ‘For me,’ it said. ‘Isn’t that right, Rylanor?’ Vistario’s mouth fell open as a towering, serpentine shape emerged from the shadows of the cavern. Multi-limbed, sinuous and beautiful, ivory white hair spilled across the shocking purple of his sculpted war-plate. ‘At last,’ said Rylanor. ‘Fulgrim. From: The Ancient Awaits, Graham McNeill (in Sons of the Emperor)

[ddeserteagle]

I'm still traumatized about the "new" version.

[michaeldistortiondeservedbetter]

I made a tier list of my most liked characters