lostprimarchwriting

[lostprimarchwriting]

…Magnus x Mortarion, horrible for entire galaxy; just imagine the toxic tension between them, always tearing each other apart only to come back by Nurgle’s and Tzeentch’s will.

Perhaps in the long years since the heresy, Mortarion finally gets his little claws on him, hot warp-blood spattering across red skin and azure feathers, Magnus only laughs; but there is cold detachment, almost guilt, the moth does not see and the magpie does not tell. Both too utterly stubbornly, but remember how Magnus used his magic to heal Mortarion, the lingering sensation caressing his bones, an odd gift.

What if they fell in love, however twisted, long after dust settles? As Mortarion falls apart, flesh dripping like overripe fruit over bones, an crawling thing with tatters of hate; As Magnus falls through the cracks, too many yet not enough eyes staring into the beyond, his blood smoke and mirrors now, no longer tangible against glass, his name falling upon nothing.

[lostprimarchwriting]

Kinda an pin post

Let’s just get to the point, heya; I’m Lapsus and slipped down the rabbit hole, decided to bite it and make an sideblog for my screwed up little thoughts (especially about primarchs)

What you can expect;

AU stuff, whether that be a prompt or somthing

Primarch x Primarch, might do an little x reader but who knows

basically anything warhammer

More or less incoherent thoughts about it overall.