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Controversial Mermay Opinion

Sanguinius

So I got struck with this as I've just been playing around with what the Primarchs (Pri-mer-chs) would be and Sanguinius... our lovely fabulous hawk boy.

See that's the problem he is so tied to his wings that it makes picking a fish HARD for him and his sons since they have that Vampire and Angel motif. A very heavy sky motif... so what would be a way to give him what he deserves... to not be tethered to his trope.

To bind him to another

Might I propose this... his motif relies on the heavens and to some degree fire/the sun you force his motifs to be the abyss and the water/the dark

LOVECRAFTIAN SANGUINIUS

I makes sense to me! Because he is so inherently tied to his wings of being near divine in appearance that you have to make him near divine in this too. Of course, he will still be beautiful and easily bound to his hunger not much has to actually change about Sanguinius just I had to fundamentally remove him from his wings and what better way then to make him something fundamentally OTHER.

Still have the glittering golden locks... still be kind... still hungers for blood... still Sanguinius more or less... just don't ask another person what his tail was... don't question how he swims through the water as if it was air or even not there... just don't question... he can hear you think... your thoughts are so loud...

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Sanguinius, Primarch of the Blood Angels Space Marines

- Everyone’s friend, inspiration, and crush

-Way too good For this world (or his world, or any world really)

-Seriously, he’s out of your league, don’t even think about it

“Sanguinius. It should have been him. He has the vision and strength to carry us to victory, and the wisdom to rule once victory is won. For all his aloof coolness, he alone has the Emperor’s soul in his blood.” -Warmaster Horus Lupercal (yeah, that guy)  

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I saw a pigeon and it made me think.

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Re: Sanguinius x Szarekh

They're my go-to crack ship for 40k. The idea of Sanguinius inexplicably coming back and then hooking up with the fucking Silent King is so funny to me. Imagine getting an audience with a primarch, and when you walk in he's cradling a fucking Necron in his arms. Or the Silent King making some epic pronouncement, but there's this giant-ass human with WINGS of all things (when then hell did humans get wings???) with his head pillowed in his lap, and the King gets really REALLY angry if you wake him. Comedy gold, I'm telling you!

But it just occurred to me that Sanguinius x Szarekh in 30k would be just as funny in a completely different way. Sure, they've probably kept things on the down low during the Great Crusade, but once the Heresy starts do you think the Silent King is gonna sit by? hELL NAW, he's gonna step in like the galaxy's most deranged sugar daddy. Just picture it:

Imperium Secundus. Lion and Guilliman are yelling at each other. Again. Sanguinius is nursing a headache. The table is getting cracks in it from all the fist banging. Suddenly, a regal, clearly-xenos robot skeleton on a spooky platform flanked by two smaller, slightly-less-regal robot skeletons materializes out of nowhere. "THE SILENT KING HAS NOT HEARD FROM YOU IN MONTHS, SANGUINIUS!" one of the flanking skeletons announces. "IS EVERYTHING OKAY? HAS HE DONE SOMETHING TO EARN YOUR IRE?"

As Lion and Guilliman lunge for their weapons, as the room fills with incoherent screaming, Sanguinius's face lights up with a beatific smile. "SNOOKUMS!"

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Because of his beauty, even the camera on my phone couldn't focus) Sanguinius, the angel of Baal, is a little gloomy. Thoughts about the future fill his soul, he knows what will happen next and he wants to change it

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No because this is 100% my favourite doodle I've ever drawn. Eepy husband.

@qcontinuumumum

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Phil just subconsciously actually saying Missa is the moon shot me directly in the goddamn heart, yesyes

q!Phil is bright, burning steady warmth, constant nurturing but also deadly power, while q!Missa is cool, ever changing, swaying fluidity and freedom, defined by his relationships in a lot of ways but also heavily influencing those around him. I could probably go on and on if I keep thinking about it

*Screams into the void incoherently*

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I genuinely think it's a shame that Szarekh and Sanginius never got married.

Imagine the crown prince of the massively xenophobic and genocidal Imperium eloping with a swole robot xeno. The drama! The scandal!

Imagine the sheer psychic damage this would inflict on Big Daddy E. Imagine the migraine Malcador would get.

Malcador: This is a reckless decision that harms our entire plan and sows dissension amongst the soldiery. I am deeply stressed by all of this and am immeasurably bewildered.

Malcador: I will, of course, be officiating the ceremony.

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Fulgrim & Sanguinius chat:

I can hear a soft ringing in my head as I stand up. Soft sand scattered at my feet, and a red sun sits above. The planet I stand on feel familiar- yet I am just chasing where it is.

The warmth flushes over me, cloudless sky a bright azure above me.

I shake my head, silver hair loose down my back. Strange, that. Normally I keep it tied up. Well, when I’m outside at least. Ferrus is probably the only person who is not my son to have seen my hair loose. I suppose that’s not a surprise though. I have an appearance to maintain after all!

Looking around the desert that surrounds me, I see a glowing figure on the horizon. Blinking, I see familiar features. White feathers, shrouding a golden man. Sanguinius! My brother. I smile, despite a slight ache within my chest.

I step forwards, and eventually we meet, the sand enveloping our feet as we stare at one another. “Brother. What brings you here?” I tilt my head slightly, purple eyes piercing into his own.

“Fulgrim! I am not entirely sure what brings me to this place,” Sanguinius pauses, before continuing to speak melodically, “It feels familiar to me. I wonder if I have been here before?”

I nod, “I- also feel familiarity. Maybe we have spoken here before, brother?”

Sanguinius sighs, feathers ruffled slightly by the breeze, as my hair flicks into my own face.

“Your hair is down brother. I do not believe I have ever seen it that way before? It suits you.” The angel smiles, sunlight bouncing off of golden hairs.

“I do not believe that you have. I do not tend to keep it loose,” I respond, “I am simply here- I do not know why.”

“Well brother. We may as well appreciate where we are, even if we are unsure as to where it is.”

A smile graces my face, mirroring that upon my brother’s.

Sanguinius begins to walk forward, white wings blocking my sight of his face.

I step after, keeping in pace with him.

“So brother, what have you been up two, since we last spoke? It feels as if we are always missing one another.” He grins, slightly pointed teeth visible.

“I… believe I have spent more time with Horus than usual.” My mind feels clouded, as if what I wish to think of is concealed.

Sanguinius nods, and we fall into a comfortable silence, the sound of whispering sand.

After a small amount of walking, Sanguinius stops, turning to meet my gaze, “I forgive you.”

“What?” A confused look flashes over my face, and I stare back, feet shuffling slightly. As we continue to look at one another, the heartache grows stronger, and I feel a need to say something.

“Brother. It was not you who did this. You do not need to feel sorrow over this anymore.” He responds, serenely calm.

This doesn’t make sense. Sanguinius- he was angelic. But never like this. He had flaws, he wasn’t perfect. Despite what everyone tried to present to the imperium. And our father. There was something he was hiding- an anger. But now- I cannot see it.

“Brother are you… are you well?” Concern is audible in my voice, despite my attempt to conceal it.

Sanguinius’ voice fades away, as his form grows fainter.

“Brother- brother you cannot leave me!” My voice shakes, something I could not expect, “I do not understand. What do you mean?”

He smiles, before disappearing. The sand swirls, and eventually the blood red sun shifts and turns to a bright green light, staring into my face.

A thin layer of glass sits before me, and I realise I can no longer move. Eventually, my mind calms…

“Sanguinius. I am sorry that we-“

As I try to speak, my mouth cannot move, and the lights of the gallery fill my eyes, blocking off my thoughts, a sense of cold washing over me.

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Tallulah all grown up!

I like to imagine she uses her flute to calm restless spirits

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Thinking about the Death Family and their relations to death

Phil is the angel of death, by his hands countries have fallen and blood has been spilled. He is the first death, when air leaves the body and it goes still. A blade warmed by blood, an end. A promise.

Tallulah is the speaker, one who can commune with the dead and speak to souls long gone. She is the second death, when the soul leaves the shell and when the body becomes hollow. A song to lead the spirits home. To remember.

Chaynanne is the decomposition, when the soil reclaims the body. He is the third death, when the body becomes host to new plant growth and life. A garden to show that life will go on. To hope.

Missa is the dust, when magic filled bones and corpses walk the earth once more. He is the fourth death, when the dead rise again to maim and wander. A story whispered to all that the dark is unsafe. A warning.

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I was thinking about Chay or Tallulah going Crowbeast and then wondered if Missa's reaper genetics would make their forms look any different to Phil's

Featuring my Tallulah redesign that makes her and Chayanne look even more like Luz and Hunter

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au where the eggs grow up, everyone is happy, and nothing bad happens ever

An adult Chayanne design! I plan on doing all the eggs, so lmk if there is one you'd like to see next!

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< Death Family! >

Decided to try out some new line art, hope you guys like it!

Ignore the lack of Wilbur, I may have sorta kinda forgot him 😓

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2024 Tallulah

back at it again with my taller Tallulah propaganda

i was pleasantly surprise on how much the lil Death Family children grow trough out the month.

the reckless young man that was Chayanne has now grown up to be a responsible older brother to all of the younger Dragon Eggs, he is becoming a good leader

and he even found something good to be passionate about, it is funny to think how all of his interest in cooking started from the Tales about Techno, then a potato farm, and then to cooking small dishes here and therre.

he is in the path of becoming the islands one of most successful chef, i cant wait to see how far he will go after this.

and Tallulah , sweet darling Tallulah has always been my favorite egg kid, she was a sweet and kind child. I'm not saying she isn't anymore is just she has became much more than that.

other than her growing kindness to others she also became more confident, the title of the Queen of sass and Angst will have that effect.

i see that she is more confident to go out and challenge the world herself, but kept level headed also

anyway i just wanted to say that i am proud of their character development

props to the Admins that manage to breathe this characters to life

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I'm weak for Phil/Missa with a worship focus

Think about this:

We're looking at the angel of death and a reaper of death.

We are seeing the guy who has survived everything since the beginning of time and the guy who keeps dying, and coming back, choosing what he always wants to return to.

They are united more than they should while one wields a sword to defend those he loves, the other clears the clouds in their loved ones path because he loves them! He wants them to be happy!

They will both forever remember those who were in their heart, The Antartic Empire and Team Vacío Legal lives forever, no matter how much time passes because they were loved by Philza and Missa; the most loyal immortals.

Oh! And something more; the focus on their immortality is so unique! When did I meet him I was told that; “The only thing Phil knows is that he has not died yet” But Missa I think is very aware of his death, he died, he died and he came back with a fourth chance when the others had until the third chance to return and he came back from the dead a fourth time. time, he would do it a fifth, sixth and seventh time he would do it all over again because he cares about.

While Philza in life gives everything of himself for people once they earn his loyalty, trust and appreciation. He won't stop being the same emotional-constipate-crow-dude but God knows he will follow his closest friends to the end of the world, he took the world alongside Technoblade and then he would destroyed another next to him! He is a patient crow, domesticated by death herselft (for whom he is waiting patiently to be with her) staying home and being domestic? He can do it, chaotic raiding dungeons and loting everything that makes his “shiny!” Brain go?, he won't say no. This man can do both if the people he cares ask him.

We have years of lore about Phil, I'll be honest. while we don't have much information about Missa but what we do have comes from HIM and US (his community) do you want a prince-ish son of la Santa muerte? He can be, do you want an labor overexploited reaper? poor thing lmao but here him is! Do you want him to be 26 (or more) meters high? well, ask the admins but no one will deny you //I have seen him ominous, savage, bear hybrid, anguished, violent, etc, the limit is in the imagination!

(You have so many styles)

They worship each other by the way they complement each other. Just by thinking of Philza as the one who has not died, silent and anxious, waiting almost patiently for his complement, his missing half, the father of his children and his husband to return to him after literally being in the center of the end, the end of their life together, the end of watching his children grow and grow, until grow old (even though the mere thought of them aging beyond them breaks him)

After literally being in death and its domain only to choose to return, Missa would never believe in taking away Phil's free will so he's prepared to not see him there, he'll be fine; It is his right. Someone like him with the eternity in front of him would get bored of waiting for a guy like Missa.

Only to arrive and be absolutely adored and hugged till death (again) by his husband. He is happy to see him, he is so glad to see him waiting for him, Philza is happy that not so much of that so-called “time” has passed since the last time he had him in his arms (where Missas belongs to), so happy that their life together is not over yet. A life he loves and a husband he would fight for until he dies.

Obviously he drags him into the house where Missa is absolutely delighted to be welcomed (he always will be) like a crow carrying a new treasure to adore to its hiding place, only that Missa in his soul shines brighter than many of his shinys.

Missa is a reaper of death, literally a part of him feels explicitly built to respond to Phil as his angel or to BBH as a companion of duty, but it's too much, almost too instinctive and natural for him to worship Phil, not that he has a lot of experience but it is nothing like the crush he once had with Quakity, this is more real and deeper than the kiss he shared with Roier.

It's almost like nature for him to adore Philza.

And he doesn't make it any easier for poor Missa, so great and kind, Missa will always be vocal about how incredible and charming his husband is, how much he wants to spend time with him despite the adversities and hazards of the job that he does. prevent, they are worth it as long as he can be under his presence like a cat with sunlight.

It doesn't matter if Phil doesn't want him anymore because Missa is his because he decided it for himself/the skeleton isn't going anywhere, Phil is patient but as long as they are on the same earthly plane of life he is not going to let go of Missa, simply because he is loyal to him (hes also a little chaotic, not above dragging Missa around like putting a collar on a wet kitten)

En conclusión:

DEATHDUO KILL ME YAIIII :DDDD

❗️How we interpret their relationship does not change that Phil took the name “platonic husbands” correctly. (Pissa AND deathduo are totally valid, don't worry, we can get both :D )❗️