#warhammer 30000

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Primarchs thinking they're the "Scary Dog" in the relationship when it's really their unhinged baseline partner who has definitely threatened 6 people this week and has absolute control over the legion because those boys would do anything for their father's spouse

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You just know in the modern au Konrad is more frazzled and upset by the creatures first day of kindergarten then creature herself. Uuuuuuntil she realizes papa isn’t going to be putting her down for nap time himself halfway through the day

Jokes on you, she's homeschooled so they don't have that problem!

...

Okay but seriously-

That actually was the plan initially. But it turns out that he doesn't have the time to actually do it. He's not exactly a stay at home dad, and though Guilliman and a few others work from home, he's not sure he really trusts his brothers with her education.

He has a massive meltdown over it the night before. Konrad does not cry over anything. He cried over this.

Even in the modern au, I fear he is very dependent on her. She keeps him sane and gives him a reason not to launch himself off the nearest bridge on his really bad mental health days. She also keeps him out of any major trouble, because if he gets his ass arrested, she gets taken away. His brothers would probably fight to keep her in the family, but there's a much higher chance she gets stuffed back into the system and he never sees her again. Once was enough. He still remembers how she was when he first got her- tiny and terrified of everything that moved. He was the only thing that made her feel safe, and now she was growing up??? Getting braver and braver every day??? GOING TO SCHOOL????

Yeah. There are tears.

She, however, is beyond excited for her first day. Her only friends are her papa, Sev, and her uncles (except for Lorgar but that's a different post). All grown adults. But now she gets to be around kids her own age!!! Wow!!! And she gets to learn new stuff!!! Papa isn't that cool!!!

He goes with her to her little orientation day, holding her hand while the two walk around the school looking at the classrooms and just getting to see everything. He meets her teacher and scares the life out of them because he is a very tall Russian man who holds himself with a specific kind of intensity that makes people anxious.

She bounces into the building on her first day, waving at him as he just stands there and watches her disappear.

Kindergarteners don't have a nap time, really, but around lunchtime is when she starts to get anxious. She's never really been away from her papa this long unless she was with her big brother Sev, or one of her other big brothers, or one of her uncles.

Everyone around her is a stranger.

Her teacher tries to soothe her when she gets upset. She's not the only of her classmates to have a hard time on their first day of school ever, but it does little. She just wants her papa. Please, please can't she just go home to papa already? Or what about Sev? Sev will come get her, he always comes when she's scared and papa can't save her.

Needless to say, she goes home early.

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I say Modern Primarch AU AND Modern Creature, I’d love to see creature with reader, I love her

I ALSO LOVE HER!!!!!!

I struggled with this a lot so hopefully this is okay </3

Konrad put off introducing you to his Creature for as long as he possibly could

But one day, you wake to a very stressed Sevatar at your door

He all but abducts you, dragging you to Konrad's house painfully early in the morning

Come to find out, your poor lover was horribly, miserably ill, and there was no one else available to watch his daughter for him while he recovered

You're given a list of instructions as Sevatar abandons you to go to work, and you're left alone with the child

You spend the first half of your day getting to know Creature

She tells you her actual name, though insists you don't have to use it- the only people who do are her grandparents and a few of her uncles

You learn she likes scary movies she's way too young for, dinosaurs, and drawing, and that her favorite toy is a handmade doll that looks like her father

You notice that she looks a lot like Konrad

Enough that, if you weren't already aware that she was adopted, you could easily confuse her for his actual biological child

She has his accent, too, which somehow makes her cuter

She's sweet, if a bit shy, but the more you encourage her, the more she opens up to you

When she gets overwhelmed with your presence, she disappears into Konrad's room, hiding under his blankets while he enjoyed his medication-induced sleep

At some point, you're standing in the kitchen making her something to eat, when she reappears

"Food will be ready in just a sec," You say, smiling at her. She just looks at you, staring in that unnerving way Konrad does. Observant. Unblinking. "Papa really likes you," She says after an almost uncomfortable amount of time. "I heard him tell Sev about it." "I really like him, too," You say. Another long silence, with more staring. "Do you promise?" You look at her, this tiny thing with big eyes, who's whole world was Konrad Curze, and you smile. You set aside what you're doing and walk over to her, kneeling down to her level and taking her hands in yours. "I promise. I would spend the rest of my life with your papa- and you- if he asked me to." She makes a noise, then gives a little nod, accepting your answer.

Konrad is not happy when he finally wakes up and finds you in his home with his daughter without his knowledge or permission

He gets angry enough that his accent comes out heavier than normal

But then his creature starts talking about the day, how you were nice to her and took care of both her and him while he slept, and that seems to soothe him some

You still apologize about fifteen times for overstepping your boundaries

He doesn't kick you out, though

Creature sits under the kitchen table while the two of you talk, instead

When he mumbles that he hadn't wanted you to meet her because he was worried about you leaving, Creature giggles

"That's silly, papa. They said they were gonna stay forever."

You nod, confirming her words

You're not sure he believes you, but he just grumbles something under his breath in tired Russian, and drops the subject

You send him back to bed after getting him to eat something small and take more of his medicine, tucking creature in next to him

She asks you to snuggle with them, and who are you to deny her?

Sevatar arrives to take you home after he gets off work as he'd promised and finds the three of you piled together in the bed

He decides to come back in the morning

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SETHH!!! DRAW MAGNUS X READER DOING SOMETHING CUTE LIKE READING TOGETHER OR SOMETHING AND MY LIFE IS YOURS!!!! 🩵💙

COMING RIGHT UP! 🫡

Your favorite reading nook (and his).

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The torments of art

Неудачные арты тоже должны увидеть свет/ Bad art should be shown too

Фулгрим, мучимый искусством, прям как я во время рисования этого арта. / Fulgrim, tormented by art, just like I was while drawing this piece.

Вообще, это должен был быть тест новых акварельных карандашей, но цветной вариант выглядит откровенно хуже. / Actually, this was supposed to be a test of the new watercolor pencils, but the colored version looks frankly worse.

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hi, i had a thought:

Modern AU Magnus has these on his ceiling somewhere and no you can't change my mind /j

Good thing I'm not gonna try to change your mind then my dear friend

When he was a boy, he had them in his bedroom and they were just kind of scattered wherever they made him happiest on the ceiling.

As an adult though, they're in the library of his home. He has them mapped out in proper constellations. He likes to lay on the floor with you at night when they glow the brightest and walk you through what's what, and the stories that go with them.

You know who else has them though?

Jaghatai. He lives for sleeping under the stars. He'll often sleep outside even at home, but if the weather is too bad or you manage to lure him into sleeping in the bed with you, he will also lay and just stare up at them. His aren't as organized. They were a gift from Magnus so he'd originally just tossed them up there, but you can somewhat make out a proper constellation or two from when he or his brother actually took the time to fix them.

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The deleted 1200 words of this. I do suggest reading the original first if you haven't already

"From the legion mother," Cato says, passing the letter over. Guilliman's eye twitches.

He'd told them, dozens- if not hundreds- of times now to stop calling you that. Yet somehow, his orders have fallen on deaf ears. They were too attached, and you weren't exactly stopping them either.

"Thank you," He says with a sigh. "Though I'm surprised you're the one delivering it."

"She insisted. Said to personally make sure it made it to you."

A frown touches his lips. You weren't so paranoid that you couldn't trust his legionnaires to pass a message along- why, then, would you demand someone like Cato to do it when he had far more important duties?

An unpleasant feeling twists in his gut, and he waves the man away so that he might read privately.

Guilliman.

Already not a good sign that you were using his last name. You'd called him Roboute since you'd met, all those long years ago while standing at his lost brother's side. He still remembers how it had made his chest itch in a strange way.

I am writing to inform you of an event that has transpired since last you visited.

It goes on to outline an altercation between one of his Ultramarines and one of your Luna Wolves that ended in a physical fight. The whole thing was…strange. Other than the fact that this wasn't something you would ever write to him about, it read extremely formally. Almost forced.

Your letters were always easy, you wrote them as if he were in the room and you were speaking to him aloud. He could always hear your voice in the words you scribbled and sent to him. This didn't sound like you at all. You'd written it for sure, he would know your handwriting anywhere, but the more he stared at it, the more he found wrong with it.

Words misspelled, points where you'd pressed the pen down too firmly, normally smooth lines bent- as if you were shaking while writing them- and understanding dawns on him. You were afraid. Someone had either threatened you, or something had happened that made you feel threatened.

You were calling for help, and trying not to be obvious about it.

He's on his feet all but chasing after Cato before he even realizes he's doing it. He needed to know how long ago he was there, when did you give this to him- and worse of all, was it possible he was too late? Were you dead? Taken? Had the traitors found you? Demons? Xenos?

Damn it all, how could any of them possibly have gotten to you? Had the walls around you crumbled that much since Dorn's disappearance? Where were your sons? Why had they not protected you? Had they, too, finally turned against you like Horus and the rest of his legion?

His men mobilize quickly at his order, and even quicker when they hear it's you they're rushing towards. They may not be your sons in the same way the Luna Wolves were, but he was somewhat glad in this moment that they had attached themselves to you so firmly. They were loyal to you. Protective. they would run screaming into battle at your command even before he could tell them otherwise.

It takes the same amount of time as normal to get to you, yet somehow it feels like the journey lasts forever. He maintains his calm as best he can, focusing on what he can do in the moment, but as the hours tick by slowly, he feels himself become more and more anxious. It becomes so bad, he almost feels relief when they arrive and discover the carnage.

The fortress is quiet, and from the smell of things, had been for at least a few days. Nothing had been cleaned up in the slightest. Traitor astartes mixed with loyalist Luna Wolves and servants lie dead, the battle between them clear as day. Walls and doors were cracked and broken, furniture destroyed, and you were nowhere to be found.

He and his soldiers search every corner, and come up with one serf, barely alive. There's no saving her, not with her injuries, but she wheezes out answers to their questions before finally going limp after successfully completing her self-given duty to pass along information.

You'd apparently sent one of your most loyal attendants away very suddenly the day after Cato arrived to check in on you at Guilliman's request. You hadn't told anyone why, and once the woman had left, you'd gathered your sons into a meeting no outsiders were allowed access to.

Not long after, the chaos astartes kicked the door in, and all hell broke loose. They'd gunned down anyone who stood between them, and you, tearing the fortress apart in their mad attempt to get to you before you could escape them.

She insists, with her final breath, that you got out, but her last hints of life leave her before they can ask here where you could have possibly gone.

It leaves Guilliman with even more questions.

Whether you'd known what was coming before you sent that letter, or just suspected and thus felt the need to reach out for further aid quietly was unknown, but it was clear enough to him that you'd been prepared. You had an escape plan, your sons knew their duties, and they executed them to the best of their abilities.

Now you were out there somewhere, guarded by whatever astartes you had left. Not free, but no longer trapped behind the walls Guilliman had built to protect you.

"My lord, what do we do now?"

He looks around at the silent, bloodstained fortress.

"Find your legion mother," He says. "Before someone else does."

That, however, ends up being much easier said than done, as you prove to be very good at hiding. Despite his best efforts, you'd all but vanished without a single trace left behind. Though, if he were honest, that didn't surprise him all that much.

You were Horus' widow, after all. If any baseline could outsmart a primarch, it would be you.

He'd searched the fortress he'd kept you in several times over the next few years, and found only bits and pieces of information left behind.

You'd been preparing for the day the traitors came for you for a while. In a page of a journal left behind, you'd written that though you weren't sure how exactly you were getting out, you knew the chaos of battle would be your only chance to make a run for it.

It makes him feel guilty- he hadn't meant to keep you trapped for so long. He'd always intended for you to be released at some point once things settled. But they never did, and so you never got to leave. It's something he swears to apologize for once he found you.

And he would find you. He had to. He couldn't let you disappear and die somewhere believing him to be cruel and uncaring. You had to know that he'd done what he thought was right, and that he would accept whatever punishment you deemed necessary as long as it meant you came back with him.

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I have had some alcohol (i'm an adult dont worry) and im sitting here thinking about your primarch or astartes lover coming to pick you up from the bar (assuming they didnt go with you).

Them walking through the doors finding you happy but far too intoxicated than you should be.

Tossing you up over their shoulder after making sure the tab is paid (they pay it even if you have your card on file already they bypass it) and take you home.

Tucking you into bed while you babble drunkenly about your night

They kiss your head and lay next to you and soothe you when you get upset over being drunk while they're sober.

And if they're a space wolf? Baby, they're just as drunk as you are if not more

Anyway, I'm very tired okay goodnight