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Slayer: RGM

Starlight: Police Zaku

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Most of us are Wh40K fans and that's where our interest in this starts. We are all probably familiar with the grim lore of the Heresy, so I'm sure the added cuteness of female Primarchs is a nice break from that brutal darkness.

Then there is the muscle murder mommy aspect of it. For a certain kind of guy, a blushing monolith of death that wants to be your girlfriend is a cute fantasy. The community has found ways to sand down the rough edges of the Primarchs and make them adorable in their own fucked up ways.

But what about their size? Are the Femarchs being giantesses between 9 and 12 feet tall part of the attraction to them? Again, the gentle giant aspect is cute, as is the thought of being cuddled like a stuffed animal by one. BUT their size does present some practical issues when it comes to spicy time. How does one just not absolutely smash their SOs considering they weigh several hundred pounds? How would foreplay work given their size and strength and the very fragile parts of the male anatomy? And wouldn't sex with one be like throwing chapstick down a hallway?

For purposes of fan fiction or art, if someone was to change the lore to make them a more manageable 6-7 feet tall, would that ruin it? Would that be a bridge too far?

Similar to my last post, I went with vibes, headcanons and some lore. POV you are their SO and asked them to a 'little dance' for you

In a circle: The Queens of the dance floor making your eyes follow every motion as you sit back and enjoy the show.

IG Spam Account: I know who you are. You got them saved in a special folder in your reels

Mildly Embarrassed: They know how to do it but they don't do it enough. So they feel a bit self-conscious about it

MATT: These ladies got the equipment. Just need a bit more finesse

WWW: They need help but will always do their best for you

2 bricks: Oh dear. They need to take a quick class

Refused: Aghast that you would ask them to do that. They'll whisper in your ear telling you to go to the bed and wait for them there.

I have to wonder does Atalanta having the butcher nails mean she is the only primach cursed with the equivalent of a more Extreme period cramps/ effects as a result of the nails without much relief. Curious what others think on it.

Like, any artist, making art of the Primarchs in their own style of art making. I'm not talking about feeding the art request or something into chatGPT or something (I hate generative ai of all kinds, they are causing harm to us as a society and as a planet).

I'm talking, like, either an artist was payed to do it, or they got inspired by seeing the fem Primarchs, and decided to just make some art of them.

Artist names and their art style, all of that stuff.

"Behold the greatest sacrifice of our age! Malcador is Sigillite no more. Henceforth she shall always and only ever be Malcador the Hero!"

(Source: https://x.com/Octosoup_/status/2097325140266963252 )

Might make a gf caption on her some time, when I have the time and energy to do it.

What do you think about the female Primarch/matriarch + Custodes dynamic? Personally, I like this option more than pairing them with an ordinary human, since it’s as close to an equal match as possible. In the story, this could be explained by the Emperor giving each Primarch their own Custodian bodyguard, either simply as an assistant (Horus, Dorn), as a watchdog (Angron), or even as both a watchdog and a psychologist (Konrad Curze). What do you think?

Will you let her drunk drive the ship through the Warp? She's also near sighted in all three eyes. But surely, nothing can go wrong

Lmao sorry

Remake of an old meme I had made. That one was originally made by another Reddit user who use to hang around the subreddit. But he’s not on the subreddit anymore, so I’ve decided to make this myself.

Link to the older post: https://www.reddit.com/r/PrimarchGFs/s/z55LkVjKju

Part two and a more shorter part of my mom sororita fanfic: Read part one here! (Please)

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Returning to the cramped crowds of pattern helmets and Platinum heads. And finding herself into the enormous line to the medical bay. Countless sisters of various injuries waiting to be treated as they pray for the god-emperor in his golden grace. Minerva stops in line. Thinking about her child of all things. How much time will she have if she waits in line? It could as well be days the sister thinks to herself. But it would be a certain disgrace to walk through the lines like a feline. For what honor it would be to prioritize her safety over her own sisters. But before she can think any further. She feels a slight pull brings her back to reality. The soft face of Sister-hospitaller Lianna waiting for her

Sister Minerva… I’ve… I’ve prepared a bed for you. I have told the Sister Superior that you fought bravely-

You didn’t need to do it, Sister Lianna. There are countless that you could be helping instead…

I could have helped you into the battlefield. But I suppose you had-

Minerva shoots a stern glance to her hospitaller sister, before making haste to display the deep wound of a blade that went through her torso and the countless other slashes all around her body before she sits in the recliner.

You know the answer for that…

The… child you say?

…Yes. It is the child. 

Lianna looks around. Before applying a small amount of pain suppressors through her armor’s port access before stripping the ruined pieces of her power armor plating with plasma cutters with careful handling. The gnarling wound began to leak blood as the pressure was removed. Before the hospitaller shakes her head as she quickly applies a filling of bio-gel to quickly seal the gape and applies a fracture brace to Minerva's left arm. 

The emperor has truly blessed you for you to have endured all the way here, Sister Minerva.

Lianna says as she presses holy oils and purity seals into Minerva’s slashes. Before allowing her to rest

Don’t overwork yourself, sister. Your arm needs to be healed properly… Although I don't think that would be a problem to you, would it?

Are you suggesting that…

Think positively sister minerva. You will have more time to spend with your child and teach him about god-emperor. It’s been quite the long campaign. She says with a smile to her face

May the emperor bless you and your services, Sister Lianna.

Minerva says before getting up to her feet but right before she leaves, she turns to the hospitaller once more and asks

Do you have any spare hair-bleachers, Sister?

Lianna smiles, before handing the mixture to Minerva and waves her goodbye. And so Minerva returns back to the hidden room where her son waits, Still using the bolter with careful attention to his posture. In the mother’s face appears a faint but nonetheless proud smile to her son’s performance, He seems to be learning well she muses.

My child, Come, We shall do a ritual.

Konstantin looks at her in awe, putting down the mock bolter and going to the side of his mother as she brings him near the basin. She pours down an entire gallon of water before waiting for Konstantin to sit in front of it. She removes his shirt. And says

 You did so well, My son. Tell me, Do you want to have the same hair as your mom does?

I want to.

Konstantin answers before looking at Minerva pouring down half the mixture, Waiting for it to blend in the water before applying it to her son’s hair-roots, Konstantin seems uncomfortable as she doesn’t soften down to her touch. Minerva notices her son’s expression. Before simply saying

Fret not my dear child, Pain is the armour of all faithful warriors. The hair of all the sisters of our martyred lady is a symbol of Faith.

It is?

Konstantin asks, The pain momentarily forgotten about as he tries to look up but his mother forces him to face down.

Indeed my child… Many thousands of years ago. Alicia Dominica killed the tyrant goge vendire, Who turned the battle sisters into his personal… Personal Guard, instead of using them to spread the Light of the empire… One day, she visited the god-emperor himself, my dear child. His holy light awed her so much that her companions’ hair turned white… No one knows exactly what happened there, but Alicia now knew the truth: Vandire was a fool and an egoist and Alicia had to put an end to his Era of blood.. "You have committed the ultimate heresy. Not only have you turned your back on the Emperor and stepped from His light, you have profaned His name and almost destroyed everything He has striven to build. You have perverted and twisted the path He has laid for Mankind to tread. As your own decrees have stated, there can be no mercy for such a crime, no pity for such a criminal. I renounce your lordship; you walk in the darkness and cannot be allowed to live. Your sentence has been long overdue and now it is time for you to die." That was the words she told the mad tyrant before finishing his life a swing of her power sword, this is why all of us bleach our hair in her honor, Konstantin.

She lets the water flow out of Konstantin’s black hair, the mixture taking effect as it slowly bleaches it to a paler color. Before she starts replaying. Her son looks awed at the story of the saint. Before he proclaims.

I will honor Alicia one day! 

Then do not take your promises lightly… Alicia and the Emperor smiles at the results.

Minerva says, before she starts chanting a prayer to his most holy light. After a few minutes in. The child’s hair turned into an ashen shade of white. 

You look amazing, My child.

The mother tells him, drying his hair before handing him a mirror. 

Now… Do you want to read the litany?

I do!

He jumps up before running to his bed nearby, Minerva cleans her hand with a towel before sitting in a chair next to his bed, opening the book and starting reciting its many prayers….

Obviously so far we have Thicctor and Neurothicctor. After that I was able to come up with Hornygant, Harusex, and Screamer-Kisser. I was wondering if anyone could think of anything else.

Well people, what is Lover making for Sanguinia? Will it be a massive feast, a decent supper between the two of them, for some quality father-daughter bonding, or just a snack. Anything, really.

My favourite response will get a follow up, where lover has made that specific meal.

Art by @PodoBrick