ahrianee

[ahrianee]

[🤚] Ferrus Manus "The Gorgon"

16 / 20 18 Completed

I'm back! And with Ferrus, how ironic it was to draw only his torso when the most representative part of him are his arms.

Little by little I'm getting back to my old ways, although right now I have a silly hyper-fixation on the Cyberpunk universe, and I want to do a crossover with Wh40K

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[ahrianee]

[🫐] You are perfect, My Master of Ultramar

Since I found the blueberry brush, I haven't stopped using it with anyone who has to do with the ultramarines xd

Here's a blushing Roboute after being told how perfect he is, doing everything and anything.

@beckyninja I hope you like it ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

Pd: He deserves all the love in the world

[ahrianee]

W40K characters in Cyberpunk 2077... Roboute in Cyberpunk 2077... RobuRena in Cyberpunk 2077...

I think that those who know me already know that I mix up my hyperfixations a lot.

My partner bought Cyberpunk 2077 and I'm playing it too.

[ahrianee]

I feel much better now than I did a few days ago, which means it's time to get back to drawing!! ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

[ahrianee]

💥Collision for Lilia, please!

💥 What emotions do they have trouble dealing with?

Happiness, the emotion that Lilia finds hardest to deal with, is happiness.

She knows fear and sadness all too well because of the orphanage she was in. There wasn't a day that went by without her feeling afraid or sad, but she's almost completely unaware of what happiness is. Obviously, she had small moments of joy with Coal, but they were only fragments of that feeling, which disappeared almost instantly.

Usually he just doesn't know how to react well to so much overwhelming happiness so he ends up crying but with a smile

The first time she felt so happy, even though she hadn't met him, she hadn't fully processed it at first. Her cheeks were slightly flushed; they hurt from smiling so much as Titus held her with such love and gentleness while he told her how happy he was to see her feeling better. Not knowing how to react, she ended up crying, unsure why she felt so alive, so loved... so happy.

Something extra I must add: Lilia has in the back of her mind that she does not deserve to be happy. Although she is healing those wounds from the past little by little, she can't help thinking that everything she is experiencing is a dream and that at some point this happiness she feels will explode, causing her to wake up in the orphanage again.

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[ahrianee]

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The day before yesterday I started feeling sick, I thought it would go away, but I really feel so bad today.

I went to work sick and as soon as I got back I just slept to go back to work, now I'm back and I feel like everything is spinning, and that I'm about to simply faint.

I want to draw so much and it feels weird not to draw since it's my only way to endure a long day at work.

Drawing is so comforting to me and it feels so hard not being able to draw when it's all I want right now.

I just wanted to get this off my chest a little, since I can't do anything other than rest and take my medicine to get better.

[ahrianee]

[🪽] Rena Caeruleun

Character Sheet!

Click on the image to see it in higher quality⤴️

Here is Rena's character sheet, it took me longer than I expected, since I was just leaving it and didn't want to start doing it.

I feel so proud of how this turned out, it's been a while since I made a character sheet.

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Below is a higher quality image⤵️

[ahrianee]

You can ask me about both Rena and Lilia!

Only if you want, of course.💕

𝐎𝐂 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒!

feel free to tweak questions + all emojis r listed in text form bc i can't see some of them aAAaaAA! sorry if any of these questions are too similar i tried to avoid that but .. there's a lot lol! categorized by emoji type.

i wanted to make one because i could not find one on tumblr already that had a ton of questions. this was created by combining ones under the #oc ask game tag + my own contributions. hi charmymemes nation i'm back.

people

👁️ EYE - what colour are their eyes? do people notice their eyes? is there anything special about them (shows emotion easily, literally magical...)?

🤥 LYING - are they good liars? do they have tells to show they're lying?

👻 GHOST - do they believe in ghosts? what are their "ghostly experiences", if any?

💥 COLLISON - what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?

😭 CRYING - what makes them cry? do they cry easily?

👊 PUNCH - are they quick to violence?

💢 ANGER - what are some habits they have that will take some getting used to?

👪 FAMILY - what is their family like? what is your ocs relationship to them? does your oc have any siblings?

😨 FEARFUL - when scared, do they go into "flight" or "fight"?

💤 SLEEPING - do they fall asleep easily? what helps them sleep?

food & drinks

🥞 PANCAKE - what is their comfort breakfast?

🎂 BIRTHDAY CAKE - when is their birthday? do they like celebrating it?

🍩 DONUT - favourite sweet treat?

🍟 FRIES - do they order food often? or they prefer to cook their own food?

☕️ HOT BEVERAGE - do they prefer hot or cold drinks? what is their favourite drink?

🍓 STRAWBERRY - do they eat their fruit & veg? what is their favourite fruit or vegetable?

🍰 CAKE SLICE - favourite cake flavour? are they specific about types of cakes?

🍧 SHAVED ICE - do they still have any objects from their childhood? what significance does it have to them? what would their reaction be if they lost it?

plants & nature

💐 BOUQUET - create a bouqet for them! what do those flowers mean? are any of the flowers their particular favourite?

🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?

🌋 VOLCANO - how bad is their temper? is it a slow boil, or a instant explosion?

🌺 HIBISCUS - do they have any allergies?

🍁 MAPLE LEAF - what is their favourite season? why?

🍃 FALLING LEAF - do they enjoy being in nature? what is their favourite outdoor activity?

☀️ SUN - are they a morning person? what is the first thing they do in the morning?

🕷️ SPIDER - what is their biggest fear? do they have any irrational / mundane fears?

🌹 ROSE - do they like valentines day? have they been confessed to before? have they confessed to anyone before?

🙈 SEE-NO-EVIL - whats a side of your oc that they don't want to show other people?

🙊 SPEAK-NO-EVIL - what is something your oc will refuse to stay quiet about?

🙉 HEAR-NO-EVIL - what is the worse thing your oc could hear from someone?

🌱 SEEDLING - what is their most vivid memory from childhood?

🍀 CLOVER - do they believe in luck? are they lucky?

🌏 EARTH - will they give up the world for someone they love? is this decision easy for them?

🌌 MILKY WAY - what was the inspiration behind your oc? what was the first thing you decided about them?

activity

⚾ BASEBALL - can they play sports? what is their best position if they play a team sport? what's their strong suit (speed, power etc.)?

🏊 SWIMMING - can they swim? or are they afraid of water? how well do they swim? how do they feel about swimming in the ocean?

objects

📣 MEGAPHONE - how loud are they? what do they speak like? got a voice claim?

📖 OPEN BOOK - do they like reading? what's their favourite genre?

🪤 MOUSE TRAP - what will always lure them into certain danger? a loved one in danger? a promise of something they are always searching for?

📸 CAMERA - do they enjoy having their picture taken? what's their go-to pose? do they like taking photos? what do they take photos of?

🎭 MASKS - do they act differently around certain people? what's different between the way they act around friends, family, strangers, etc.?

✂️ SCISSORS - what is the "last straw" for them to cut someone out of their life? how easily do they let go of people?

💡 LIGHTBULB - is your oc a planner? do they write down every small detail or just wing it?

💎 DIAMOND - how rich are they? can they live the lifestyle they want to?

🎁 PRESENT - what types of presents would they be most happy to receive? are they good at gift giving?

🍼 BABY BOTTLE - what are their thoughts on children?

🔪 KNIFE - how do they react to injury / misfortune befalling their loved ones (significant other, family, friends)? do they put themselves at blame?

👑 CROWN - what does your oc want to be remembered as? why?

✏️ PENCIL - is there a particular quote / lyric that you associate with them?

🎵 MUSIC NOTE - what is their playlist like? their favourite artists? do you associate a particular song with them?

🎤 MICROPHONE - are they good at singing? what is their go-to karaoke song?

🎷 SAXOPHONE - do they play any instruments? are they any good at it?

📚 BOOKS - how were they at school? what is their best subject? what is their worst subject? do they have a favourite subject?

👖 JEANS - what is their go-to outfit?

🎨 PALETTE - can they draw? what do they like to draw?

🎡 FERRIS WHEEL - are they someone who wants to kiss at the top of the ferris wheel?

⏳ HOURGLASS - are they usually late or on-time?

🔫 PISTOL - do they trust people easily? how easily will they turn their back to someone? have they been backstabbed before? will they betray someone if given an ultimatum?

🎀 RIBBON - how would they fit into other worlds / aus? what aus would you like to try out? what fictional world would they fit / not fit into?

📎 PAPERCLIP - a random fact.

📦 PACKAGE - what are some "most likely to..." that can apply to them?

🖍️ CRAYON - what advice would you give to them?

⚙️ GEAR - what are your ocs thoughts on science & art? which do they give more importance to? how much value do they place on each?

🔧 WRENCH - are they good at fixing relationships? or do they tend to avoid doing so?

❇️ SPARKLE - what is their most prized possession? what do they value?

📏 RULER - is your oc well educated? where did they get their learning from?

transport

🚆 TRAIN - what is their answer to the trolley problem?

🚲 BICYCLE - can they ride a bike? what do they remember from learning to ride a bicycle?

weather

🌩️ LIGHTNING - are they scared of lightning?

💧 DROPLET - random angst headcanon

❄️ SNOWFLAKE - do people consider them cold? if so, what made them this way?

🌪️ TORNADO - what is the biggest change you've ever made to them? how have they changed from their original version?

🌈 RAINBOW - what advice would they give to their younger self?

🔥 FIRE - do they have any self destructive tendencies? what habits do they have that hinder them from becoming their best self?

☁️ CLOUD - a soft headcanon

🌟 GLOWING STAR - what do they think about when they look at the night sky? is there someone they want to star gaze with?

🌠 SHOOTING STAR - if they could make any wish with no repercussions, what wish would they make?

☄️ COMET - what do people assume about them? are they right?

hearts

💓 BEATING HEART - what gets their heart racing?

💘 HEART W/ ARROW - what traits do they look for in a relationship? do they believe in love at first sight?

💗 GROWING HEART - if they have a crush, is it noticable? what changes when they're in love?

❤️ RED HEART - their love language(s)?

💙 BLUE HEART - do they miss their s/o easily? how do they act when their s/o isn't around?

💚 GREEN HEART - what things make your oc feel comforted? hugs, kisses, food?

💖 SPARKLING HEART - are they a subtle or a showy lover?

💌 LOVE LETTER - do they like love letters? what kind of messages do they leave for their partner?

💔 BROKEN HEART - what could their partner do that would absolutely break their heart?

[ahrianee]

[ 💤 ] Your ship and how they Sleep

RobuRena Edition 💕

Tagged by @thegoblintreasure

I'll tag just a few, but anyone who wants to do it is obviously welcome to do so! @meervalv0 @druidwolf21 @beckyninja @hatsubara-8chan

Roboute Guilliman x Rena Caeruleun ⤵️

Just below ⤵️

How often do they sleep together?

Whenever they can, although Roboute would usually lock himself away to finish some important matter, but Rena manages to convince him that a break is always well deserved!

I feel like they are the kind of couples that if they don't sleep together they don't rest as well as if they slept with their partner.

Where do they sleep?

[ 30K ] Usually it's always Rena who's the strongest in the Guilliman Dome, Tarasha completely delighted that the little one is sleeping there.

[ 40K ] Roboute's room in Macragge's Honour, Although he also admits that they have ended up sleeping on the couch in his office.

How do they prepare to sleep?

A make-out session with sweet and cheesy words from Rena to Roboute, always reminding him how amazing he is.

Roboute often enjoys brushing his beloved's hair, as if it were his own ritual to help him rest well.

What do they wear to sleep?

Usually just their underwear, although there are times when they sleep completely naked, only skin to skin, although this is certainly complicated in 40k...

Not forgetting to mention those beautiful pajamas that Roboute found for Rena

Do they cuddle?

Absolutely, although it is usually Rena who hugs Roboute with love and sweetness while he hides his head in his beloved's chest listening to her heartbeat, relaxing him until he falls asleep.

Again in 40k something complicated but Rena keeps trying so Roboute can have a rest

What are their preferred sleeping positions?

Usually they just hug, but some honorable mentions : Spooning and Face to Face

For Roboute, there is no better feeling than simply lovingly embracing his partner while she hugs him back.

For Rena the spooning, he feels so sweet and protective.

How easy do they fall asleep?

Rena sleeps easily but Roboute is the complete opposite, he has too many things on his mind to just fall asleep peacefully, he always has to listen to Rena's voice talking about something, to be able to distract yourself and sleep

Do they toss and turn a lot?

Neither of them moves much, but special mention Rena usually moves her legs to be able to intertwine them with Roboute's if he has moved

Do they snore?

Yeah, Roboute snores, snores from all the tiredness he has accumulated, while Rena only murmurs soft things.

Who hogs the blankets?

Absolutely Rena is a blanket hog but Roboute hogs Rena so no one loses out.

What do they dream about?

In 30K they are calm and normal dreams, even dreams about a future with children, in 40K the story changes completely again.

Roboute often has nightmares, some about how much weight he's carrying and others about all the times he's seen Rena on the verge of death.

While Rena simply stopped dreaming, having Eldar blood running through her veins, the voice of Slaanesh is sometimes present, but she prefers to simply empty her mind so as not to hear it.

How easily do they wake up?

Roboute is very easy to wake up, mainly because he never stops being alert, there are times when Rena gets up first and tries not to wake him up and he just gets up after a few seconds.

Rena depends on the situation, if she hasn't been able to rest her sleep is a little heavier but she still wakes up easily.

How awake are they afterwards?

Roboute enough to demand some good morning kisses, while Rena just goes with the flow.

There is a golden rule for this couple, neither of them will leave the other in bed without giving them a good love session to remind them how much they love each other every day of their lives.

And that's it, it was so much fun to do this!! I hope you enjoy this!

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[ahrianee]

Thanks for the crumbs absolutely love it!!!

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This man seriously makes me want to give him all my love, damn it.

Awake and alone, Alt ending.

Alternative happy ending for

Awake and alone

A/N: a lil bit sad but I swear it has a happy ending, no hidden angst or threat! @ahrianee and @beckyninja I promised id give him some hope, I hope you like it! ❤️

The shield around you shimmered under the primarch's hand, sending purple and blue ripples around the stasis field with a low hum. Guilliman stared at the floor, feeling the energy pulse beneath his hand and vibrating against his gauntlet.

"I'm sorry" he whispered, glaring at the floor and fighting to stem the tears flowing freely down his cheeks.

"I'm sorry I didn't come back to you. I left you alone and now you are waiting for me beyond where I can reach you"

The silence was deafening.

"Why am I alive" He whispered. "You wont let me rest even now, father? Even now I am alone"

Looking back at your face, serene and unmarked, the words died in his throat and left a bitter taste on his tongue.

"Did you call for me? Did you think I had abandoned you?"

Squeezing his eyes shut and grinding his teeth, Guilliman punched into the ground, drawing no joy from the smooth stone shattering beneath the force.

"I failed you. I promised we would come back together. I promised you the world. and I left you to die alone"

With a roar, he slammed his fist into the barrier, hammering against it, watching it distort around you and hearing it whine under each impact. Again and again he brough his knuckles down, ignoring the screeching of metal across its surface.

"DAMN IT! DAMN IT DAMN IT DAMNITDAMNITDAMNIT"

Finally relenting, Guilliman fell forward onto his hands and knees, slumped low before your alter.

Before your grave

"It wasn't supposed to be like this" he whispered "None of this. Tell me this isn't real"

Your voice never came. He didn't expect it, but it still felt like a dagger in his heart when you didn't answer.

instead came a crackling snap.

Jerking to his feet, Guilliman watched in horror as the energy field around your body began to splinter. Hairline cracks racing across its surface, expanding and growing in size as they raced over the surface. The shield hissed and sizzled as the deep gouges expanded in red grooves all around you.

And then, like dropped glass, it shattered and evaporated.

The primarch stood motionless, breathing heavily before taking a step forward, then another, until he stood inches from your throne, the raised plinth beneath the seat bringing you almost to his eye level. Taking a deep breath, Guilliman reach out, brushing his fingers along your cheek.

"You shouldn't be like this" His voice dull, it barely echoed through the silent chamber. "You should be in the garden, beneath your favourite tree with the scent of summer air on your skin"

"Roboute, come sit with me!" Dappled shadow danced across your face as the sunlight filtered through the thick, green boughs. You waved at him and patted the ground next you, sprawling your legs out into the grass. Roboute shook his head and laughed. "After my meeting, I wont be long" "Fine, but be quick!" Shaking his head again, he strode towards you, kneeling to press a kiss to the crown of your head. "Would you like a chair? you shouldn't sit in the dirt" "No, thank you love. I like to feel the grass" You laughed and plucked a flower from the dirt; a vibrant little cornflower, ombre petals shifting from purple to blue and leave of viridian hue. You tucked the flower behind his ear, cupping his face gently as you admired it. A soft breeze flickered through Roboute's golden hair and the flower danced off into the wind.You watched it float past and exhaled, letting you hand fall from his face to tangle in the long stems beneath you. "I know your work is important, but you should take time to enjoy the little things, Roboute" you sighed, opening your eyes and gazing longingly out over the rolling hills. "Otherwise you'll miss all the joy in the world"

"You were right"

The memory felt like acid, fighting back as he tried to smother it down and forget. Forget the chime of your laugh, the taste

"I should've spent more time with you. If id have known. Know what was going to happen. I would never have left your side"

The silver laurels atop your head twinkled in the dimming candle light, smoke rising as they started to burn out.

"I would've brought you here and never left. I would've sat with you under the tree until the sun sank low and the star rose high. I would've let you pick every flower on that hill"

Gathering your face in his hands, he leant down a pressed his lips to your cold forehead.

Except you were warm.

Warm and relaxed under his touch, your body moved easily.

His chest heaving, Guilliman tilted your head up towards him, holding your face inches from his own. And felt it. soft warm breath on his skin.

impossible

He dared to hope, dared to latch on to the faint spark that ignited in him as he gathered you in his arms, clutching you close to his chest and sinking to sit at the base of the plinth, back to your chair.

"My love?"

No response.

"My Love?" he repeated, a little louder. "Open your eyes"

Still nothing.

"Father, I have given you everything. My Life, my body, my soul. At least give me this one thing." he thought.

"Please. Please wake up"

Nothing.

"Please. please come back"

Guilliman's head hung slow, clinging to you and burying his face in your chest, his tears staining your pristine robe as he wept freely. Time ticked by; seconds, minutes, hours. He wasn't sure anymore. The candles had gone out and darkness enveloped him. A lonely servo skull floated past, crackling out prayers, it began resetting candles and igniting them, buzzing each time it flicked a fire to a new wick.

"roo....t..e"

A breeze filtered through his hair and across his face.

No. No it wasn't.

Holding his breath, he felt it again. a light touch flitting across his jaw. Reeling, Guilliman pulled away.

You lay, gather in the thick armour plates of his arms, blinking up at him in confusion, your hand reaching for his face again.

"Roboute?"

The strain was too much and your hand fell away, only to be gripped in his own and pressed to his cheek.

"Tell me this is real" he breathed, nuzzling into your hand. "Tell me I'm not dreaming"

You brushed across his face, frowning as your fingers came away wet.

"Why are you crying? Where are we?"

Roboute laughed. A genuine laugh, feeling weight slip from his shoulder, pressing his forehead to yours, he revelled in feeling your arms wrap around him once more, feeling your lips kiss away wasted tears.

"We're home, my love. We're home"

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[ahrianee]

[🐺] The hands of Wolf King

I'll just say I didn't expect it to be so fun to draw somewhat hairy hands, besides Leman in my canon has smaller hands but they are still bigger compared to his beloved

Whoever likes Leman, thanks @bispecsual Thanks for the idea 💕

There are really so many good options, I'm seriously thinking about drawing Vulkan's hands too!

A little mention to @druidwolf21 , because I know how much you like Leman(?)💕 Just think it's Cala who's receiving all that affection (?)

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[ahrianee]

Thinking about doing this with another Primarch, who do you want(?)

[🌹] The hands of the Crimson King

Can you imagine being married to this man? And your small hand only manages to hold a couple of his large fingers?

I'm starting to like Magnus a little bit...

I haven't been able to draw much lately, I don't know if it's because I'm a bit overwhelmed or if I'm just having a soft art block, So I'm just throwing out random sketches

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[ahrianee]

Yep, it was always Perturabo, and even with my boyfriend when we talk about Primarchs I call him Perturbado... Sorry Perturbado, I mean Perturabo

Because of me he started calling him that too xd

[🔨] Perturabo

"Hammer of Olympia"

Perturabo won, so here it is, I'm actually putting together the designs for a visual novel/otome right now xD

Something that makes me laugh a lot is that every time I say Perturabo, I end up saying "Perturbado", and this in Spanish means disturbed

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[ahrianee]

I'm a Woman Warhammer fan and... And I'll just say, why not enjoy both sides? The important thing is to enjoy the fandom you're in!

Muscular tall men, muscular tall women, they taught me to appreciate the good in everything!

For example, I draw from both sides xd

[ahrianee]

[🔨] Perturabo

"Hammer of Olympia"

15 / 20 18 Completed

Perturabo won, so here it is, I'm actually putting together the designs for a visual novel/otome right now xD

Something that makes me laugh a lot is that every time I say Perturabo, I end up saying "Perturbado", and this in Spanish means disturbed

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[ahrianee]

NOOO YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS I NEED AN ALTERNATIVE HAPPY ENDING!!

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Awake and alone

Roboute Guilliman/GN reader

Guilliman awake in the fortress of Hera and after 10 millennium and reaches for anything familiar

tw: angst, canon typical violence and gore no happy ending. Brief allude to sexual content but nothing explicit A/N: because Guilliman waking up to an invasion of his home and the imperium falling apart wasn't sad enough. also someone was mean to me so now i'm mean to you guys :)

ETA: should I do an alt happy ending?

Guilliman dragged a palm down his face, watching the marines as they sprinted from the room, stone dust and blood caking the once vibrant ceramite. Beyond the stratagem room, the faint boom of artillery echoed, shaking more debris loose from the arching ceiling.

"My Lord"

He glanced across the cluttered table towards the voice. The Marine stood leaning heavily on the cracked wooden surface, armour rent and face still bruised and bloodied.

"The enemy has begun to retreat in earnest once word of your awakening spread. Macragge will be free of their stain in hours"

Guilliman watched the astartes for a moment before straightening himself.

"Thank you, Calgar." Striding around the table, he moved towards the door, the stone frame cracked and chipped.

"I will walk. Join me"

I was not a request as the primarch strode into the hall, leaving a flurry of activity behind him as men jumped into action, voxing out orders across the city.

The last scarlet rays of the setting sun illuminated the silver steel buttresses, the arching glass windows filtering the warm rays across the intricate carvings along the wall. The floor beneath his feet was splattered with gore, ichor seeping into new cracks and dismembered bodies laying in discard heaps.

The primarch paused, looking out across the red soaked landscape of Macragges capital, smoke rising in the distance and flashes of cannon fire illuminating the growing dark.

The fortress of Hera still stood, despite the desecration of its ancient halls at the hands of the black legion. Thousand of years of history.

And thousands of memories

"Its beautiful, Roboute" You smiled softly, clinging to the balustrade and leaning forward slightly into the summer breeze. The soft scent of fresh growth and sea air carried through the air and you closed your eyes, inhaling deeply. Guilliman stood next to you, watching the light dance across your skin and the slow wind tug at your robe. "Yes, beautiful" he muttered, running his finger along your cheek. "I wish we could stay here forever" you sighed, turning to look at him. He cupped his palm to your cheek, running his thumb over your lip. "You can. If it would make you happy" You shook your head. "No, I want to stay with you." "You would be safer here" You turned back from him, resting again on the railing as you stared out over the city. "It wouldnt be the same without you." you smile dimmed slightly "One day, we can come back and never have to leave." Roboute nodded, placing his hand over your and following your gaze "One day, I promise."

"My lord? is all well?"

Guilliman blinked, dragging himself back to the present day.

"Yes." He shook his head slightly. The railing you had leant over was not dented, metal protruding at sharp angles and stained dark. "Simply thinking back to how things were"

Calgar nodded, his armour creaking as he stepped besides his gene sire.

"It has been many years since you last walked this halls, Lord. I imagine much has changed"

"No, some things are simply... missing"

The chapter master stood uneasy, a muscle in his jaw twitching as he opened and closed his mouth. He watched Guilliman run his fingers across the broken barrier, his eyes distant almost baleful.

"Ten millennium" He muttered, lifting his hand from the rail and staring at his hand. "I wonder where you went..."

Steeling himself, Calgar stepped forward.

"My Lord Guilliman, If i may. This information was to be withheld until the battle for Macragge had been won, but pertaining to your consort-"

The astartes jolted at the speed the primarch turned to him, eyes blazing and fists clenched. Calgar had witnessed Guilliman's rage upon his awakening, hacking and tearing through chaos forces with blinding fury, seen his focus and drive as he commanded forces to retake the city. But this? this was new and unexpected. The primarch's face twisted through a dozen emotions before settling on a desperate hopefulness.

"Upon your placement here on Hera, they were located and place in statis alongside you-"

"They're here? Where?"

Calgar gestured down the hall, now lit with promethium flames flickering in burnished sconces. "Further along towards the library, but my lord if you would just wait for a moment"

the library... you always did love the library

Servos hummed to life as Guilliman took off down the hallway, the armour of fate whirring as it carried him. Calgar jolted after him, grunting as wounds reopened under the sudden exertion. Wincing as his cleaved breastplate creaked with his heaving breaths, he barrelled after his lord, calling after him.

"My Lord, I should advise you before hand that...."

Calgar's voice was a murmur in Guilliman's ear, drowned out by the thrumming beat of his heart and the whisper of your voice in the back of his mind.

"You're working too hard, come and sit with me" Roboute shook his head, scanning through page after page of yellowing reports. "I need to finish these up, once I've filed the requisitions I can-" Your hand felt soft against his cheek, turning him to face you. "You can have five minute, love" Your hands slid down to his, interlocking your fingers and giving him a soft tug. "We never get to return to Macragge, lets at least enjoy a moment together" Roboute sighed and lent backwards, bringing your knuckles to his lips. "Nothing would make me happier, but I cannot delay this" You pouted, squeezing his fingers before suddenly brightening. "Then lets go somewhere we can do both!" Releasing his hand, you gathered all the papers in your arms and made your way towards the office door, shuffling to keep the mountainous stack balanced. Shaking his head Roboute followed, collecting the forms from you. "Where exactly are we going?" You grinned. "You'll see." The library was silent, save for the faint swish of turning paper and distant footsteps, thanks to the honour guard shooing away any who venture too close. The primarch sat behind a round table of carved onxy, polished to a shine, the black stone reflected the Glass ceilings stretched high towards the sky, fluffy white clouds drifting peacefully past the arching supports. Pearlescent marble pillars supported the weight of multiple floors, each ladened with row upon row of bookcases. Roboute glanced up from his paperwork towards you, stretched on a chaise with a glass in one hand and a book in the other, muttering softly to yourself as you read. You must've felt his eyes on you as you looked up and beamed. "This is much nicer, don't you think?" He nodded, reaching for his own goblet. "Indeed." He watched you set your glass down and rise, approaching his chair and leaning over the back to wrap you arms around his neck and nuzzle into his shoulder. "What are you doing" he rumbled, feeling your lips on his neck. "Kissing my lord husband, is that a problem?" You hand slipped beneath his toga, your fingers dancing along his bare skin as you trailed kisses up to his jaw line. "I think you are trying to distract me" "hmm? is it working" Roboute turned in his seat, catching your lips with his own whilst his hand rose and rested on your hip. "Perhaps"

Guilliman rounded the corner and slammed through the doors to the library, already hanging off their hinges, the doors fell to the ground with a crash. Ultramarines froze, midway through raising heated bolter muzzles before realising who stood before them. Rage boiled in the primarch as he took in the view before him. Black legionary corpses littered the floor, every surface that you had once ran your fingers across now tainted with congealing blood and sinew. Book shelves toppled, scattering tomes and ledgers across the floor, smearing the ancient ink with gristle.

The onyx table now sat cracked in half, great chunks of obsidian black rock falling away from the main body. long jagged toothmarks of a chain blade had carved into the rock, heated plasma blasts melting and pockmarking the surface.

"This is amazing! they carved this from one piece?" "They did" "wow, I cant believe how talented your craftsmen are! I should thank them myself" Roboute waved you off laughing. "There is no need, When I told them you wanted it for the library, they jumped at the honour" "Still..." You turned to him suddenly, holding his gaze as you stepped back, and pushed yourself up to sit at the edge of the table, legs dangle down the side slightly spread. "Shall we break it in?" "What did you have in mind" He replied, blue eyes bright he lent against the table, caging you between muscled arms.

Guilliman shook his head, willing the memory away, along with the tightness that caught in his chest. Dragging his eyes away from the carnage, he was drawn to a door that hadn't been there in his last lifetime.

Carved from the same black rock as you'd requested the table, the doors were gilded with golden vines and ultramarine blue cornflowers, the Omega symbol painted in gold leaf across the middle. Outside the doors, standing as silent sentinels caked in dust and flaking blood were two marines. Their ceramite scorched and scratched with Faceplates sheathed in gold and red and a striped horsehair Crista along the apex of their helm, their hands rested cautiously on their blades and bolter.

Guilliman could hear Calgar approaching and reluctantly to hear what the old marine had to say, and desperate to hold onto hope, he approached the door.

"Step aside"

The guard held their ground, red eye lenses glaring up at him before looking at each other. The faint crackle of an internal vox for a split second before the marines clashed their hands to their chests and bowed low, parting to allow their returned lord through before sealing him in.

The room was dark, save for the faint flickering light of the candles burning low on the alter. Guilliman approached slowly, his breath hanging in the air as the temperature rapidly dropped.

you sat upon a small chair, head dipped forward and eyes closed like you had simply fallen asleep in your seat. You were garbed in pure white, with blue trim and small silver laurels resting up your brow. A faint whine of machines sang behind you, maintaining the stasis field around your throne.

Before you sat a low stone alter. Upon it, littered between the melting candles were spent bolter rounds, an astartes helmet and small handwritten notes.

The primarch swallowed dryly, picking up one of the letters.

"Bless us with your grace, for the defence of Ultramar"

"I name my first child for you. May you see fit to bless them, that they grow strong and beautiful as you"

"Guide my blade, as you guided my lord"

"May you be reunited with Lord Guilliman soon"

Guilliman gazed at your face perfectly frozen in time. Times fine grind had missed you in the statis field, leaving you the same as ten thousand years ago when he had last kissed your cheek and bade you farewell.

Not knowing he would not return.

"My lord"

Calgar stepped cautiously up towards the primarch.

"They are..."

Guilliman's voice broke before he could finish, the last faded note crunching in his hand as he clenched his fist.

"A team was sent to retrieve them upon your placement in Hera, but they were not fast enough." Calgar paused, considering his words before continuing gruffly "Traitor astartes found them first and-"

"Enough"

Guilliman's voice was low and his body shook. Staring intently at your face, his throat constricted and blood hammered in his ears.

"They loved Macragge" He murmured. "They wanted to come back. But not like this"

Marneus Calgar quietly turned on his heels, shame rising in in his gullet at intruding into a moment he knew was not for him. The pain of his wounds drowning beneath a wave of regret.

"Lord Guilliman is not to be disturbed" He growled at the guards upon his exit. The Invictus marines glanced at each other before clashing their fists in a salute and hefting their purring chain blades.

Roboute's hand slackened and he fell to knees before the shrine. Pressing his palm to the pulsing energy field, the last rumpled note fluttering from his grip the floor besides thick heavy teardrops.

"Rest peacefully, in the emperors embrace"

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SHE'S BEAUTIFUL!!!

I love it!!! (⁠๑⁠♡⁠⌓⁠♡⁠๑⁠)💕

Now I want to draw her

Fem Sanguinius. I wanted to make her cute because I like Sanguinius a lot

Upd.: yes, normal Sanguinius and fem Sanguinius look very similar for me