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Don't mess with the space science wolves!!!They haven't spent centuries perfecting their cultivation of yeast and the creation of various alcohols for nothing... they have found that it is very useful skill in the gene lab, and the thousand sons are now reaping the benefits!!!
I was working on other wips, but I got to think about my fave duo of shared custody disaster brothers and I realised that Argus is the calm and calculated one (as he at that point has no genetic relation to neither of his adoptive Parents), while Avyaan had somehow inherited not only Fulgrim's, but also Ferrus' horrible temper. And strength I might add.
To me, it makes perfect sense that Tarasha is one of the few people, aside from the parents themselves, who they'd trust to hold a primarch's baby.
I can just picture her holding a baby that weighs almost as much as a ten-year-old and that can actually broke a limb it they try, with Roboute standing right next to her, trying to convince her it could be dangerous because of her age.
(Good luck trying to pry little Tarasha out of Grandma Tarasha's hands.)
Oh my God!!! I love how Euten is holding little Tarasha! Such a plumpy little angel!! And what's she reaching for? Look at the way her pudgy little fist grabs onto Tarasha's Stola!!!
REALLY FUN FACT for big cats cheetahs are fucking docile as shit
my grandfather ran a cheetah sanctuary in south africa and he’d just lie with them and sleep among them and they’d rub against him and chirp at him they’re big fucking babies
Another Fun Fact: Cheetahs are incredibly nervous animals. One of the (many) reason’s they’re going extinct is that cheetahs are so sensitive and nervous, some of them are literally too nervous to breed. Others will breed, but stress themselves out so much, they’ll lose their cubs.
So zoos with breeding programs had to figure out how to make cheetahs comfortable enough to first of all, get laid and secondly - not spazz themselves into miscarrying.
So what’d they do?
They gave the cheetah’s their very own Service Dogs!
The dogs make them feel safe, protected and secure!
Also! Cheetahs are not in fact classified as big cats, they are simply very large lesser cats, due to the fact that they purr, meow, chirp, and cannot roar. Also many cheetahs have learned to recognize wildlife photographers are friends and not foes, so they will just come up to people and be friendly occasionally as pictured at the top of the chain. Some will even leave their Cubs with photographers to look after while they hunt. So. Yeah. Cheetahs are great
this works because cheetahs are actually fairly social animals, and they look to members of their group for context on how worried they should be about any given Situation. but since cheetahs are also nervous social animals, they can work each other into an anxiety spiral pretty easily over things like “being in an enclosed habitat” and “there’s a guy over there”.
so by introducing a dog as a member of the group, the cheetahs will now look to the dog for context clues on how worried they should be! and the dog Is Not Worried At All, Thanks, so the cheetahs think everything must be chill even if they were personally unsure about it, and they stop being so freaked out about literally everything.
Can't believe the dumbass (affectionate) has the audacity to pull a Pikachu face that children with loving and present parents will OBVIOUSLY love them and choose them!
What's going to blow his mind next? That positive reinforcement and respect for the child's autonomy results in well adjusted and loving adult children?!
CRASHES IN HERE BC IM THINKING ABOUT EVERYONES FAVORITE GOTH BIRD COCO AGAIN. ik itd discussed before where if hes the one having them he gets Uncharacteristically Emotional but now im thinking about him like. brooding over the newborns. No One is allowed near the girls but him and Lady/Lord Corax. Nesting behaviors and all. keeping his whole tiny family tucked up against his chest ... weeps into my hands
His sons placing little trinkets and toys near wherever he might be (possibly because no one but Lady/Lord Corax knows exactly where it is, and he hardly lets them leave the nest) to try and appease Corax.
I love coco being a super emotional dad/mom completely attached to his babies *sob*
Every time I see these short interactions between Roboute and his brothers, I find them incredibly interesting.😊💙
Thank you so much for leaving a comment on my previous post as well.
I'll take my time and draw the episodes you mentioned whenever I get a chance.🥰💝
⏬The reference material I used while drawing this episode
The Armour of Reason was worn by the Primarch Roboute Guilliman and was known in the legends of his Legion as the ever-reforged armour. It was said that Guilliman himself had this set of artificer power armour remade and adapted countless times if ever a flaw or weakness was discovered in battle. At various times the artisanship of both Mars and his fellow Primarchs Vulkan and Perturabo influenced its design, before the Horus Heresy sundered the Imperium.
By the way, I personally prefer Roboute's 30k armor.🤭
Thank you for checking out my art again today.
I hope you all have a wonderful day.🍪💕💕💕
Lion El'Jonson
He lets you see the part of him that no one else is allowed to witness, the quiet, ruthless man beneath the armor. With you, he does not need to perform, only to protect, and that is when he is most honest.
Fulgrim
Fulgrim is both perfection and a rough draft the moment you touch him. He has an idea of how your union should proceed, but he is also here to follow your exalted lead.
Perturabo
He lets you into the structure of his mind, where every line is measured and every flaw is known. If he accepts your presence, it means he has already built room for you.
Jaghatai Khan
He lets you keep your pace with him, never asking you to slow down unless he knows you need to. With him, freedom is not distance, but trust.
Leman Russ
He lets you see him at his most unguarded, all noise and warmth and wild loyalty. If he stays still for you, it means you have already reached his heart.
Rogal Dorn
Dorn is stoic until you touch him. Then he melts into something much softer and allows you to guide him in a way only you can.
Konrad Curze
He lets you touch the places he keeps hidden from everyone else. If he softens for you, it is because he has already decided you are the only one who can reach him.
Sanguinius
He wants you in a way that borderline unspeakable. He needs to be lost in you. He needs to be inside of you, but also have you flown into him. He just hope that you will allow this.
Ferrus Manus
He lets you touch what he would not show others, metal, flesh, and the places where he is most certain. His trust is blunt, but it is real.
Angron
Angron wants nothing more than for you to choose him of your own free will, and he is here the moment you do.
Roboute Guilliman
He lets you into the order of his life, sharing plans, burdens, and the burden of tomorrow itself. He trusts you by making you part of what he is building.
Mortarion
He lets you choose the names for what he creates, and that small allowance becomes a quiet bond between you. It is his way of making you part of his work, and therefore part of him.
Magnus the Red
He lets you hear his mind without reserve, and to him that is the closest thing to complete devotion. If you can keep up with him, then you are already one of the few who truly know him.
Horus Lupercal
He lets the charm fall away when it matters, and what remains is certainty. He wants you to choose him, but he also wants you to know he will stand with you once you do.
Lorgar Aurelian
A lord-god on his knees before you, worshiping you with absolute devotion. He is here for you. You are his world, his light, his peace. He would give himself to your lead completely.
Corvus Corax
He lets you walk beside him in the dark, where the world cannot reach you. With him, trust is quiet, and if he lets you stay, it means he has already decided you are safe.
Vulkan
He lets you see the fire that burns inside him, and he trusts you not to be afraid of it. With him, trust is warmth, and he will keep you close as long as you let him.
Alpharius Omegon
They let you see the split between them, the truth that they are two and one. If they reveal that to you, it means they have already chosen you as someone who can hold both sides.
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What kinda persona would you make for yourself within the Warhammer universe (doesn't matter which species, doesn't matter which timeline)
I'll begin for chivalrys sake
I'd be an emperor mandated rememberancer within Perturabos fleet who wouldn't be allowed anywhere even outside of missions without strict Astartes supervision and the Primarchs and/or all Triarchs approval. They absolutely hate my existence cause they think that they have nothing to show except the dark side of war. A chronicler but also story weaver cause a warrior doesn't do or prepare for war all the time, eh?
Basically a flimsy excuse to salivate over them like 'mmmh he looks good with that terminator armor' or something. I will find a way to make them look appealing, though in a way that will probably get me shot.
'oh no my iron warrior bara tiddy sandwich found it's way to triarch forrix'
'aaaaa warsmith 217 has discovered my thirst piece for the ruggedness and work ethic of his men'
'im so dead cause some petty lieutenant wants me to get busted for my small scale perturabo body pillow embroidery service'
may write a crackfic one day where someone discovers my gently crushed under an iws boot short story and I gotta explain away my reasoning as to how that isn't an insult but a 'node of silent affection' and that I'm truthful with this and maybe he'll end up yapping about the weight, dimensions, material and more properties of the boot. Or something like that
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Make me a terran high born noble lmao. I'm lusting after custodes and doing Ye Olde Roman thing of bringing the gladiators (minotaurs) into my bedroom. I'm writing romance novels in my free time that doubles as imperial propaganda (Fifty Shades of Raven Guard here I cooommmmeeee)
Here's another fic idea for you, the primarchs going about their daily life with their S/O and all of a sudden their ears pick up the sound of extra heart beats faintly coming from their S/O. Only to find out later that their S/O is pregnant with 1+ children. I personally think triplets would be funny, but you do you homie.
Lion El'Johnson : what he catches forst is not the sound, but the smell. Clearly something is off with you, aonprepare yourself to be jousted around like a cat in an exhibition. Once he realize that not only the smell but even the sounds inside of you are odds, he'll take you to his apothecaries. Did he got the fact that you're pregnant? Nope, but surely he'll have an hell of a surprise once he find out. Prepare to be secured and always controlled by the Watchers and his sons, the heirs of the Lion will be safe and sound.
Fulgrim: he was just holding you close after a long campain and then...something....strange...and his blood run cold.
"My dear...when did your cycle was last time?"
He'll faint so hard that his captains will have to take him in his chambers. As soonas he'll wake up the first face he'll see is Julius.
"Oh father, you gave us a shock before!"
"Oh Julius...I had the most strange-"
"The apothecaries said that our Legion mother is almost three month old. Would you like me to ask Fabius for supplements and vitamins?"
HE'll faint again. After the terrible start, he'll rejoice with you and he's already planning the nursery.
Perturabo: He's not stupid, he know exactely what's going on and...he's afraid. He had learn many thing on Olympia and one is that children are never safe untill they cannot defend themself. Hre have no time to spent in celebrating his heirs in your womb, he had to make sure that theyììll be secuitred, protected, ready. A safe nursery, structured to sustain even a nuke, the best of his sons will be chosen to protect his love and his offsprings. Nothing will harm his family.
Only when he know everything is ready and safe he'll allow his ears to finally enjoy those small heartbeat, the small kicks and the sweet and kind caress from your hands against his head.
Jaghatai Khan: H'll stop for a second, wait, listen again...
Wha a delightfull surprise you had gifted him little cloud! And look! Your womb is not just full of one but THREE!
This is perfect! He have plans already! He want to build the perfect Iurta for you, his children and...what? No more horse ride? Not even on his bike?!
The old ladies that had rised him will step in and will scold him, teach him and make sure you're safe and sound, especially with such a reckless husband as yours!
Leman Russ: He'll laugh so hard that the walls are shaking. He'll hold you on his shoulder and parade you like the greatest conquest, showing off the great gift you could ever deliver him! People will joke that his seed was far more than effective, that three children is quite the surprise and he'll just remind everyone that he's now a proud future father of TRIPLETS!
The party will go on for DAYS.
Rogal Dorn: in the moment he can hear those beat he froze. He know what they are and be know what is going on, what you see is now a statue of a man walking at you like creating holes in you with his eyes. He's not angry, he's not scare, he's calculating. He'll immediately task Sigismund to guard you and protect you, because he had big work to do. Nursery? Tes of course, in a new total different bastion in the most secured and protected planet his legion could even posses. The Phalanx is secure, yes, but now is not suitable for this kind of task. A castle will be your new home, for you ,the live of his life, and his children, a nest and a fortress to pretect his most precious treasure in tbe galaxies. When you realize what he's doing you sigh in relief, he's also making several toys, they will love the small wooden seals he's making.
Konrad Curze: his ears are already on your womb, his breath stuck in his lungs. The silence of frightening, his breath deep and shallow, his nails digging innyour soft flesh.
"...what...have I done?"
He think of this as curse for you, tainted tk hold his genes in your delicate and fragile body. You'll have to reassure him that is fine, you want this, and you want this with him, caressing his face and remembering him that this is a gift and not a curse. He want to cry, he's happy, he's scared, he's angry...and he's worried. His sons are not the best in this delicate matters, he'll transform into a feral beast. He'll guard your room days and night, case away whoever roam too close to your chambers, to where he's protecting his light and future. This is right, he said caressing and kissing your belly, this is the right choice.
Sanguinius: he had saw something like this, what he didn't saw was that there was suppose more than one. He cry, he's so happy, butbhe's so damn worried. What if they are like him? What if they hurt even now that they're inside of you? What if something happen to you or to them?
As far as his apothecaries say the pregnancy will be difficult for his genes and yoir baseline body, and the factvthat he's transforming himself into a feral predator is not helping. He'll prepare a nest for you, he'll bring you food and give you all his love and attention. He just want his babies and his live to be okay.
Ferrus manus: he trust his senses, yet he want more confermation. When the apothevary confermed that you were carrying his children, hia blood children, he immediately stated just the obvious for him.
"Gestate pod."
You tryed to convince him that it wasn't necessary, that maybe you would be ablento carry them without worries, but be stay unmoved. It's not that he doesn't trust your flesh, he doesn't trust he genes. He's too much, the fact that you were able yet to be close to him was still a surprise and a mistery to him, but he refused the chamce for you to get hurt by delivering his sons and daughters. He'll stay close to you as much as is needed, he won't leave you, just trust him on this.
Angron: you expect him to scream, to break everything around him, that he will juat start a tantrum that it will need moee rhan Kharn to stop him. Instead his arms collapse down like heavy weights, his gaze stuck on a wall, his mouth half opened. He just freeze.
He cannot process what's happening neither he understand how it could had happen and yet it did. You're carrying his children, his REAL children, not those blood thirsty warrior that claim to be his sons. He can feel them, hear them!
He can feel the deep connection with you, their love and...and he feel their love when hia hand touch you womb. Is too much, too much and too perfect.
He'll send yoi somewhere safe, where he or his men cannot harm you. He'll come back, he want to see what a monster like him can really create, the most precious and sacred miracle he could witness.
Roboute Guilliman: there's thia moment that you fear he may collapse on the groung or just disappear like mist in front of you. Roboute Guilliman is now utterly and absolutely broke . He needs time to process the entire information and, when is settle in stone, he'll start planning.
You're carrying his children, his flesh and blood, and this means that nothing he had predicted for you and him is sufficient enough. He need to recalibrate, fix mistakes, make sure there's no way thing could go wrong.
He will call upon the best midwives and peditrician on Macrage, he will select the sons he found capable enough to protect your and his children lives, a new house, safer, crontolled, everything to make sure his family can come in thos universe safe and sound.
When everything is set, when finally he know everything is back in place, he'll allow himself to listen to those heartbeat and smile.
Mortarion: ....he did what?....he is...you are....you both will be...
Cogs are turning, something is shifting, colors are appearing and the only sounds he can hear are those hearts beats.
And Mortarion, uncaring if everyone is watching, fall down on his knees,hold you close and..cry.
He cry so hard that he had to rip off his breather from his face. He's having children, him, of everyone, he's having a family. He thought he didn't deserved one , that he wasn't even good enough to have you at his side and now this.
He'll do everything in his power to make sure his children,his abbies, came to a world were nothing can harm them. He fear he may not be a good father, yet the fact that he's doubting himself means he's already a step ahead.
Magnus: he knew everything. Even before the hearts could be formed, even before their first beating, even before the bump could start to be showed he knew. Those small sparka like stars inside of you, connected to your soul, he knew what those was and he was thrilled. He wanted to tell you, really!...but then he wondered what if he just allowed you to tell him?
So he did something he had never done before: he shutted up.
He looked with a contented smile, admiring the blissfull ignoprance that you had upon your own body and the change. When you find out but decided still to make a surprise for him and he genuinely loved how much you cared to let him know this incredible news with enthusiasm and joy. He couldn't ruined to you, so he waited for you to tell him, all while he planned to fake his surprise!
Of course while this game of his goes on, he's preparing what must be done. His children will be like him, they'll be wonders and psykers like him! He'll teach them everything, but he needs to prepare them on how hard the mankind can be.
Horus Lupercal: It's an immediate festiovity, the entire Legion, the fleet, each member of that spedition will know what's happening and everyone will joy and take respect.
Horus is having children, the Lupercal is having heirs, more than two!
He's overjoy, he'll spin you in the room even when you still need to figure out what's going on inside of you. His dream is happening, he's having his children, from his own blood and from your womb!
If anyone had ever saw the Warmaster happy, then it was a shadow of the happyness he's feeling now. He have a future, a real one, and it's with his wife and children!
Prepation needs to be made, he have to inform his father that his beloved is carrying his heirs, that the line of the Lupercal will continue on! The Sons of Horus will witness the birth of their princes or princess, they will be their protector and family, that's why now you have two member of the Mournival following you like shadows. If not them, Horus's captains are ready to take their place and make sure that their mother and queen is always protected.
Horus is planning to find a fitting planet for his family, somewhere nice, somewhere good enough.
Lorgar Aurelian: he cry. he start to cry in the instant he realize what's going on and what's happening. He's holding, looking at the sacred image of his father the Emperor, thanking him for this gift. Always so harsh on him, always pictured like the weaker of his brothers, always the least and now this.
Is a sign that he was meant for so much more , that nothing is meant for nothing!
The heir of the Emperor! By him the line of his father the god of mankind will continue! Him, his prophet, had made happen a miracle! And you, a sacred wife and apostle, has been tasked to bring it to the world!
The entire legion will rejoy for the news! New sacred tests will be made top tell the story! Nothing will be forgotten because this is the beginning of a new era! The birth will be witness by everyone, you must agree to this, please!
Vulkan: as soon as he's sure of what's happening inside of you, you're not leaving your chambers at ALL. Nope, no duties for the mothers of his children, nope, you stay in bed! The medicae said you don't need it? Well, it's just for measure then!
Vulkan is ESTATIC! Everyday you get showered in gifts and trinkets of rthe future babies not only by him but by his sons too! Jewels, toys, small clothes, cribs, everything is prepared for thsi beautyfull gift that you are allowing him to have.
His captains are even able to convince him to leave early just to stay close to you, so he can hear those little dragons growing and kicking! He's such a proud dad, he's writing everything and he had brought a pictocamera just for this occasion!
Corvus Corax: he think of a malady, something wrong that may had happen when you visited the cities? Maybe something you ate?
....Oh...oh wait it come from...oh...
Like Fulgrim, instant faint, but no son to hold him, just a loud SPLAT on the ground and a Primarch completely gone from the news.
When he'll woke you are close to him and you apologize, worrying that this may be a mistake, that maybe you're not ready to be parents, that this may be an inconvenience and-he'll sush you out with a kiss.
Is not an inconvenience, is not a burde and is an amazing news! Just...unexpected.
He's not a perfect man, he know that, and he know that these children won't be normal, but they are his own and that's what matter. His sons already love you, this event only will bring them closer and they will literally move the sun and the stars just to make sure their Legion Mother and future sibling are safe. They'll even make small toys and gifts, not good like the one that the sons of Vulkan would do but still good!
Alpharius/Omegon: surprised, they did not think anythig less, yet surprised. They surely did not planned this and it may become a situation in the future.
They will do things you may not like, but they want to keep you out from every dangerous event. Having children mean that they may be open to future attacks and threats, to they'lll act in advance when you're still unaware. That means they'll make their apothecaries transfers the still forming babies in genepods and making them grow away from anyone. No one will know...even you.
What would Mortarion's hair look like if it was healthy??
The only way you'd get healthy hair on morty is if you didn't go through the bullshit that he did as a child! If that didn't happen, he'd be a very different looking person. I always imagined that he would be one of the beauties like fulgrim and Sanguinius! SO AU MORTARIAN 4 U!!
Just for the sake of it being hilarious, imagine the primarch babies develop some monstrous strength, like some serious Primarch tier strength by the time they reach later toddler stage. But their parents have no idea about it because "Be reasonable, it's still a baby!"
The only ones aware of it are the legion Astartes who are unlucky enough to get to experience that power when babysitting, because with them the babies have no reason to hold back. Astartes are big brothers! Strong big brothers! They look just like their action figure toys but way bigger!
So they surely can also be played with as if they were toys!
Kharn kneeling down in front of a chair so one of Angron's baby girls is at the height of his face, smiling almost smugly as she tries to hit him in the face while play fighting. She looks adorable, look at her, she believes she is a threat, he thinks as he easily dodges her hits by moving his head away at the last second.
Kharn then getting distracted when the door opens and a World Water Apothecary walks in with some bottles of milk in a basket, Angron's baby seizing the chance and punching him in the face with all her might, Kharn hitting that family guy death pose as he hits the ground for a moment before he slowly stands up, vision blurry since that rattled his brain, and turning away as he discretely spits a couple of teeth into his mouth. What in the world just happened? He asks himself as he slowly turns around to face the little girl, her excitedly giggling as she climbs down the chair, and his fight or flight instincts kicking in.
Somewhere else in the galaxy and Iron Warrior yells as he tries to drill some sense into Perturabo's daughter mind, getting dragged across the floor by her while completely restrained by chains, he's not a toy! He's an Astartes! YOU CAN'T DISMANTLE HIM! He screams more desperately before yelling at his brothers to come save him when she happily says she'll rearrange him into a pony.
Meanwhile Horus' daughter grabbed Abaddon by the top knot and is laughing as as she flungs him around like a ragdoll.
Sorry i took a time to get to this one but the first time i read it i laughed SO HARD since then the mental image of a frightened kharn after he discovers the baby strength was stuck inside my head
Bonus point if it was him who started the whole "fighting" thing lmaaao
Lion El'Jonson
He allows you to see the man beneath the armor, the one he keeps hidden from everyone else. You are not treated as an outsider, only as trusted, and that trust is rarer to him than any vow.
Fulgrim
He allows you to touch what he has made of. Every correction, every indulgence, every private confession is something he gives only to you, because he believes you are worthy of perfection.
Perturabo
He allows you and you alone to leave marks on his otherwise perfectly perfect blueprints. He knows that your insides are of liquid gold and you never, never do something without thinking thoroughly. So you are accepted, if not yet cherished.
Jaghatai Khan
If he is to slow down his pace for anyone, it would be you. For Khan knows you do not slow down unless there is a good reason for that, and he has since learned that listening to you leads to far more adventures down the road than just charging at his own speed.
Leman Russ
He lets you see him at his most unguarded, all noise stripped away until only loyalty remains. If he trusts you enough to be still, that is his way of saying you are his equal.
Rogal Dorn
He allows you to rearrange the rigid edges of his space without protest. It is not that he bends easily, but that he has decided your presence is part of the foundation now.
Konrad Curze
He loves being in between your thighs but not in the way you think. Konrad loves when you scratch and massage his scalp, when you thread your fingers through his hair, braiding and adding little trinkets to it. It made him feel safe, loved and held and only you in the entire galaxy can provide it.
Sanguinius
He allows you and you alone to trace your fingers through his wings. They are sensitive, but you know all the right spots to scratch, to push and even pull. It is always a pleasure to have your hands all over him.
Ferrus Manus
He lets you touch the place there metal and the flesh meet without flinching. He accepts your care in return, and that acceptance is as close to tenderness as he often dares to show.
Angron
He allows you the rare privilege of his calm. When he is with you, the rage recedes just enough to make room for trust, and he considers that a gift.
Roboute Guilliman
He lets you into his mind, sharing plans, doubts, and practical truths with equal ease. He is honest with you, it is because he has already decided you belong at his side.
Mortarion
He allows you to pick names for his new concoctions. It is a silly little thing, the first time you've done it as perhaps a joke, but since then it becomes something close and dear to him. So each new creation that he births will bear a name, birth in turn, from your mind and this way he feels more connected to you than anyone ever could.
Magnus the Red
He shares his thoughts with you non-stop. Any other lesser mind would be overwhelmed by it, but yours keeps up and even speeds up being way ahead of him. He sees this as the most ultimate form of connection and he is all here for it.
Horus Lupercal
He allows you to be the one person before whom he does not need to perform. Your approval matters to him in a way that borders on worship, and he would rather be understood by you than adored by the rest of the galaxy.
Lorgar Aurelian
He allows you to see how deeply he needs to be chosen. Your attention is not a comfort to him so much as a blessing, and he would rather place his faith in your hands than in the roar of any crowd.
Vulkan
He allows you to rest against him without fear. He makes himself into shelter for you, and that care is so natural to him that he never thinks to call it devotion.
Corvus Corax
He allows you into the quiet places he hides from everyone else. If he shares silence with you, it means he trusts you enough to let the mask fall.
Alpharius Omegon
They allow you to know what no one else is certain of. Even then, they keep a piece of themselves hidden, because for them trust is never simple, but with you it is the closest they come to honesty.
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Hey! I now have more here! (and here)
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+Taglist (if you want to be added - let me know, I suck at not-direct communications): @beckyninja, @the-mysterious-detective, @randomlyappearingartist, @nereidof40k, @bookandyarndragonwritesdark, @renegadesyx, @incrediblethirst, @omg1wanttidd1es-sb, @stpdeletacc, @baldieboi , @acgames, @veryspecificreason, @jackalwolfsoul, @hopefully-grimderp, @acexsmhking, @trackerkitsune, @catabibaz0n , @subtlepoisonknowledge, @yyourmotherr, @riokunova, @marcela2000, @f1shz , @rogalist-of-dorns, @aggresivemenace, @passionofthesith, @t-boneless, @tea-ring, @nightlordlover, @lithiummoonfox, @warhorny-on-main, @candorarchives, @mehiwilldoitlater, @boxguy2bear, @pippinsquishums
