#The Emperor ‘Droit du siegneur’ plotline

[remembrancer-of-heresy]

His Moon

Summary: Horus learns that Lorgar has a daughter. The thought of his own child takes over his mind.

Horus/fem!OC, Emperor and Lorgar's daughter (OC, platonic), Lorgar/fem!Reader

Warnings: yandere, kidnapping

Word count: 1002

Song: The Cure - Lullaby

This fic was born because of this beautiful post.

The Warmaster looks at one of the many contracts and freezes, unable to sign. Memories of brighter days on Terra capture Horus. The primarch simply cannot, cannot sit behind the documents. The title of Warmaster weighs heavily on his shoulders. The responsibility of continuing the Crusade as a leader weighs heavily. He wants simple human affection.

Horus loved his sons. Everyone was dear to him, especially the members of Mournival. Yet they were war machines. Perhaps much better than ordinary people, but the primarch was connected to them only by gene-seed. Pure science and controlled selection.

It was not the same as the childhood of the primarch himself. When his Father taught him astronomy, the art of war and told him stories of the past. It’s an unforgettable feeling to look at the man in front of you and listen to his every word. While you yourself are still a boy who has not seen the world and has not known its taste.

Neither brother could understand Horus. Couldn't take the place of the Emperor's favorite son. Because that's how it was. The Warmaster was found before anyone else - and therefore Terra is not just a home by name. No matter how hard some of them, especially Lorgar, tried to earn the Emperor's love. All their attempts were doomed to failure.

Even worse, the primarch of the Word Bearers had caused real anger with his behavior. Horus thought that everything would end with the burning of the Monarchy. Until he was told interesting news. Lorgar had a wife. One of the civilians of Colchis, with whom he... fell in love. And he took her to himself. But that was not all.

She was pregnant with the primarch's child.

Something clicked in the Warmaster’s head and he decided to visit the Imperial Palace. Discuss new trade routes, diplomatic meetings, military tactics. Horus did not want to show his excitement. But he so wanted to see a new life. From his primarch blood.

***

“Her name is Erda.” - The Emperor cooed over the cradle with a toy in his hands. A sight unusual even for Horus. - “Unlike all of you, she grows much slower. Even than an ordinary person. But this has its own joy. She will stay this small longer. Isn’t she a beauty, my son?”

It is difficult to discourage a primarch. But little Erda did it. Unfortunately for Lorgar, his daughter will remain on Terra with the Emperor forever. Daughter. Horus says the word again in his mind, tasting it. It sounded like family; love is hidden behind this word.

She is very small, half asleep, but still carefully watches the wooden horse that her current father carved. The girl was bathed in love from birth. And although she was surrounded by the gold of Terra, her lullaby, soft blankets and toys emitted a moderate light. Gentle. Almost lunar.

The girl reaches out and grabs the horse. Smart eyes wait expectantly for some action. Until the Emperor, with a smile that even Horus has not seen, begins to squeeze her. Erda bursts into laughter - the most beautiful melody the Warmaster has ever heard.

"Yes. She's a beauty."

 And Horus can't help but want to take her. But she is still not his child.

***

There is a stir in the chambers and Horus looks up. A smile spreads across his face by itself. The serf girl cleaned his armor with zeal, wanting to scrub away the hardened dirt. The primarch liked best when it was she who looked after his armor and cleaned his room.

At first, the primarch thought that the reason was that she was the best at performing her simple duties. But no, other serfs did a better job. The man had to admit that he simply enjoyed her company. She was nice. A pretty and kind girl - her quiet presence was calming.

Everyone had to look at him with adoration. The Warmaster deserved it. And the serf was no exception, but her devotion was more tender. As if she was always nearby, as if it should be so. If Horus had any tempting thoughts, he suppressed them.

But now... they came out again, taking over his mind. Lorgar was not afraid to admit that he had fallen in love. He lost his wife only because he was terrible at his duties. His pathetic brother incurred the wrath of the Emperor only because he could not renounce the senseless traditions of Colchis.

But Horus was the favorite son. Horus was the best among his brothers, a magnificent warrior and politician. Everyone loved him and everyone wanted to please him. It was not for nothing that his Father gave him the title of Warmaster. The primarch worked as hard as he could, couldn't he take some nice little liberties?

The girl stops and looks sharply at the primarch. Apparently she felt someone else's gaze. Horus can't help but stare at the way her cheeks grow warm and her hands clutch the rag to her chest. So fragile and tender compared to him. She needs only the best care. Especially when her belly will be filled with new life.

"My Lord?"

Even though she is a serf, Horus wants to do everything right. The girl was already amazed by the primarch’s aura. There was no point in putting pressure on her or forcing her to do anything. A man could be a Warmaster not only on the battlefield, but also in romance.

And he really wanted to win such a little heart. Besides, then Horus will have a story for their child about how he met his mother. Omitting details about the imbalance of power.

“Have you ever thought about becoming a mother?”

The last word permeates the entire essence of Horus and he can barely restrain his carnivorous smile. Soon, very soon, his Luna Wolves will be holding a little brother or sister in their arms. It just needs to wait.

And then a lullaby will also appear in his chambers.

[moodymisty]

𝕲𝖔𝖉𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖘; 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖉

[ 𝕸𝖔𝖔𝖉𝖞𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖞'𝖘 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙 | 𝕬𝖔3 ]

Part 1 of ?

Author's note: Part 1! Realistically it'll probably be 3 parts, but it might be 4 depending on how my writing goes. This is all just boring plot, sorry i have to excuse my smut with gratuitous plot buildup.

Summary: During the Razing of Monarchia, The Emperor decides to take something of Lorgar's that will persuade him back to compliance; Though he doesn't leave the goddess of Colchis unmarked.

Relationships: Lorgar/Fem!Reader, nonconsensual/onesided Emperor/Fem!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, Noncon/dubcon, Mind fuckery, Kidnapping, Abuse,

Monarchia burns.

Smoke billows into massive clouds that cover the skyline like a catastrophic storm, the sun being obscured. The battlefield is darkened over like it's about to rain, but the fighting is all but over.

Guilliman speaks to one of his captains, coordinating the conclusion and retrieval of all of his men when his eyes pull away from the Ultramarine.

The Emperor approaches. His golden armor shines opulently even in the darkness of the smoke choked sky.

He is flanked by two custodes, of which sport the ornate golden armor denoting the meticulousness of their creation.

The Emperor had only recently arrived, the battle having long since been concluded and Malcador having already spoken to Lorgar in length. Upon a degradation of those talks did the Emperor make an appearance, and Guilliman wonders if those talks bore any fruit. He didn't see the point in them, now that Monarchia was in flames.

Though hasn't seen Lorgar since, and Guilliman can only assume he more than likely never will. The blow that Guilliman has dealt to him with never be repaired. What little relationship they had is ash.

But what- who - The Emperor approaches with besides his custodes, is far more confusing.

One of those custodians holds by the arm a woman, you, barely able to keep on your feet. You seem tired, barely able to stand. It's like he's dragging you along. You only manage to right yourself once the Emperor and his retinue stop walking, and you let out a cough; Ragged and tired. He sees ash staining your skin on your hands and cheeks.

You look up towards him briefly for a moment, eyes red, and he looks back while glancing over your form.

The ornate clothing, the delicate jewelry...

Guilliman had heard through the others that Lorgar had taken a lover. But he had heard little more of it than that; He didn't need to. Guilliman kept his interactions with Lorgar brief, and strictly business. He had no desire to listen to Lorgar's ramblings- unlike Sanguinius, who found it all amusing.

You know he calls her his little goddess, right? The two seem like they're made for each other. Perhaps we should meet her one day, she seems interesting.

Your clothes are singed at the edges, the ornate trimming and delicate fabric seared and destroyed from walking through the hot ash and embers of your home.

Perhaps Guilliman shouldn't care. He knows the Emperor doesn't. But he feels something in him at that moment, though he simply buries it down.

They are doing as the Emperor orders, and they know this needed to be done. Lorgar needed to be taught a lesson, and his legion was simply the tool to do so.

"I see you are already beginning to depart."

The Emperor takes only a brief glances to the area filled with landed Ultramarine ships, before looking back.

"Yes. We will be gone within next few hours." Guilliman looks down at you again for a moment, and notices how you seem almost, absent.

"What do you plan to do with her?"

Guilliman says, trying to word it in a way that shows mere curiosity rather than suspicious prying. The implication that he already knows who you are obvious.

The Emperor looks towards the custode holding your arm, and a few moments later that custode begins to take you away. You get towed towards the ship that The Emperor had arrived in, and disappear into it as they continue speaking.

Guilliman's eyes follow for awhile, his men's as well, but they all leave return to the Emperor when he speaks again.

"When a child misbehaves, you take away their toys until they learn."

Emperor looks directly at Guilliman.

"When Lorgar rights himself and his legion, I will return her to him."

He wonders what words had been exchanged; Lorgar would never give you up willingly from the what he has heard, you more than likely had to be torn from his arms. It would explain the torn clothes, the tears in your eyes.

Guilliman isn't much of a fan of the idea. But Lorgar needs to be taught a lesson, to stop this nonsense of religion and worship, and Guilliman won't resist the Emperor's plans.

He takes one more glance at the massive golden custodes ship that is warming up it's engines, preparing to leave the wreckage of Colchis behind. Guilliman clears his throat.

"Very well."

The Emperor gives nary a farewell, and turns on his right boot to walk towards where his custodes had trod previously. Guilliman and his Ultramarines stay however, his men chattering in the distance to continue their extraction. They have men and machinery to count for.

"You seem unsure of something, my Lord."

Thiel approaches his commander with his bolter slung comfortably in his arms. Guilliman looks to him briefly.

Was he unsure? He has doubted the Emperor before, but those brief thoughts were kept firmly to himself. The Emperor has knowledge even he does not he's sure, questioning him isn't his place to tread.

"Not unsure, Sargent. Just thinking." Thiel hums and adjusts his grip on his weaponry.

"Is it about that woman? Who was she?" The marine probably wonders what baseline human is worth enough to be toted by custodes, Guilliman imagines. He won't disagree that it was an odd scene.

"That was Lorgar's wife."

Thiel doesn't hide the furrowed brow of confusion on his face. Not many had even considered the possibility of any of the primarchs marrying, even far less knew one actually had.

Lorgar had defied odds it seems, though it only seemed to cripple him in the end.

"The Emperor has taken her to Terra until Lorgar corrects his legion's path, it seems." Thiel looks towards the custodes fleet as it rises up into the sky and departs, leaving the Ultramarines alone on this hot, sandy planet.

"And do you think that's a good idea?" Guilliman ponders the man's question for a bit longer than he thought he would.

Would it actually motivate Lorgar to abandon all of this nonsense? To return to the Crusade rather than fooling around with the worship of gods and deities? Guilliman doesn't quite know. He doesn't know Lorgar well enough to have the answer.

"I guess we will see."

Guilliman swears he hears screaming in the distance, but chocks it up to the whipping of the wind against crumbling stone and turns to leave.

[remembrancer-of-heresy]

His Sun

Summary: After the Monarchy, the Emperor takes Lorgar's wife as punishment. He finds out that she is pregnant and for the first time in millennia remembers love.

Emperor and Lorgar's daughter (OC, platonic), Lorgar/fem!Reader

Warnings: yandere, obsession, kidnapping

Word count: 729

Song: Rammstein - Sonne

This fic was born because of this beautiful post.

Of all His sons, Lorgar was most like Him. Every detail of the appearance was amazingly similar. Even facial expressions. And it was this son who became the biggest disappointment. The Primarch of the Word Bearers was too slow to annex worlds to the Imperium. He tried too hard to restore the planets by staying on them for a long time.

But worst of all was the cult of worship of the Emperor as God. The Emperor could not allow such... heresy to spread. Fully aware of what lies the Warp. And the decision to destroy the Monarchy was carried out immediately. Besides Lorgar’s “wife” on Terra will serve as a good lesson for the primarch. He is a weapon, not a man.

The fact that the mortal was pregnant... The Emperor was not a monster. He had no intention of killing a child, especially in the womb. But it could become a hindrance. A distraction for Lorgar. Fortunately, although the child was affected by the warp, it was much less than the primarchs due to a mortal mother. In addition, it later turned out that it was supposed to be born a girl. She won't be much of a hindrance.

Or rather, that's what He thought.

The creation of the primarchs was pragmatic. They were created to protect humanity. The Emperor had no intention of getting rid of them and even planned to create a comfortable life for them on Terra... of course, after they had completed their task. For some of His sons He even felt a similar feeling of affection. Especially to Horus.

But this girl. This girl was not born according to the plan of the Emperor or Chaos. The natural way. She had no task other than just to live. And when the Emperor heard the triumphant cry of life. Something broke in Him. He remembered.

He once had children. Real and beloved from mortal women. In times of peace, when he gave up trying to move humanity forward and allowed the Earth to develop on its own. He adored them and raised them with dignity and intelligence. His sons were His pride. Although He liked girls more. They always looked at their dad with such adoration.

And they all died. They all left Him. And it hurts. A void that nothing can fill. He could no longer allow Himself to love. And yet, seeing this girl, knowing that she should have lived longer because of her father, if not live forever... He gave up.

He simply could not help but look at her sleeping in her cradle. He couldn't help but sing her songs from His childhood. Hold her in His arms. Kiss her forehead when she starts crying. She developed so slowly, so normally, completely humanly. She needed all of His care and love.

Lorgar will get his “wife” back as soon as he starts leading the Crusade properly. A mortal woman was of no value to the Emperor. But the daughter will distract the primarch. He should not hear her first word, see her first steps, tell fairy tales, teach her the wisdom of life, console her and give her his soul.

But the Emperor can do this.

He will make sure that Lorgar's daughter has the best of everything on Terra. His little sun will be raised with dignity in a beautiful Palace. He will help her find her path and purpose, but only on the condition that she will be by His side. Of course, someday a girl will want romance and build her own family. But it won’t be soon and the Emperor will come up with something.

The girl bursts into laughter as soon as her stomach is tickled. Soon her teeth will begin to cut and her wonderful eyes will become moist with tears. But He will always help relieve her pain as long as she is happy. He smiles back, continuing to bathe her small body, continuing His story about centaurs. She doesn’t understand Him yet, but that doesn’t stop Him from having a conversation with her.

He will show her all the wonders of the world. His little treasure will see all the beauty of the galaxy and grow up in a world where humanity will flourish. They will have so much time. A month of Sundays.

He will never let His daughter go.

[moodymisty]

Hi, im the anon who wrote that Lorgar ask. And while I did write that ask with the intention of making more people imagine Lorgar being a dad to a very small child. It was also me rerouting the concept to imagine a (very obviously heretical by now) Lorgar being a dad to a very small child.

Because you’ve seen what he’s like during the heresy. You know what kind of bizarre “ritual sacrifice of entire worlds” stuff he’s up to during that time. So wouldn’t it be fucked up to finally return to your husband, thinking that nothing bad will happen to you or your family ever again, only to watch as your husband slowly transforms into that? You went from forcibly spending all your waking hours around an egotistical ruler who couldnt give two shits whether you lived or died, to spending all your waking hours around your unhinged cult leader husband who adores you to an unhealthy extent.

Years ago, when you were just starting out your relationship with Lorgar, you were afraid that he was putting you on a pedestal. And you were so frightened by the possibility that one day you were going to fall from it. But now you know how foolish you were. He didn’t put you on a pedestal, he chained you to it. You are his lover, his wife, the mother of his child; and he will worship you until the day he dies, and he will never let you go. When he walks into your shared room and holds you at night he whispers prayers to the gods, and then to you. His hands are clean and yet they smell of blood, his eyes glow with an unnatural light, there’s something horribly wrong with him and yet…

Is that not what you wanted?

Didn’t you ask to go back home to your husband?

Because you’re home now. And you’re not leaving.

ohhhhh i like this take, that maybe being with the Emperor was actually the BETTER choice???? That with Lorgar having lost himself in this chaos worship that the Emperor in all his uncaring coldness might have being trying to, in some way, protect you? If even just tangentially? And now you start thinking about wanting to return to him??? That you wished perhaps that you hadn't pleaded to return to Colchis, and instead stayed on Terra? Because Lorgar is losing it and now you're watching him melt down slowly, but you can't do anything about it and he's treating your child like a little demigod and as much as he loves your child, there is clearly SOMETHING wrong

This is interesting I like this a lot

[moodymisty]

Emps stealing away his son’s wife for a bit is shitty and incredibly toxic behaviour, worst dad of the year award unquestionably goes to him. That being said, we could always make it more shitty/toxic by having it be a primarch who loves his wife so so so much and would be the most emotionally affected by that kind of stunt being pulled. So I present to you a very funny option for this situation:

Lorgar during the razing of monarchia.

No but wouldn’t it make sense? Lorgar is walking around calling you a goddess, letting the common people worship you and put you on a pedestal. The Emperor thinks this behaviour towards you probably led his son to start idolising him like that. Maybe Lorgar wouldn’t have been like this if you weren’t around. So in the Emperor’s eyes this is a completely normal punishment, you’re a “distraction” to his son and he needs “a break” from you to finally come back to his senses.

Think about it, if a child behaves badly does a parent not take away their toys? And really it’s not the child’s concern on what the parent does with the toys afterwards (in fact, Lorgar should be thankful that he didn’t just kill you in the first place). Lorgar has no right to complain about it, if he wants to get you back then he has to stop this religious nonsense and get back on track with planetary compliances.

And when you return Lorgar is overjoyed to the point of tears but also… concerned. The scars from the fires of monarchia have nearly faded from your skin, but why do your hands shake? Why do you not talk about what happened during your time in the palace? Why does your voice waver when he tries to pry? And when he realises what happened he’s like. Ohhh i get it now. I need to kill my dad, I need to murder that bastard so fucking hard. No love don’t worry this is nothing new, I was already kind of planning to do that these days so this is just new incentive for me

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It fits in with canon given that Emperor wished to punish Lorgar with razing Monarchia, and taking his little goddess would fit in with the punishment aspect. To try and wrangle Lorgar back into his pen and re-train him since apparently, he has forgotten some things Emperor taught him.

It fits in with his emotionless aspect because he has zero actual love or desire for you, this is merely the punishment for his son but perhaps some things happen, but it's all serving his own self interests, wants and needs.

The traumatic afterwards where Emperor deems Lorgar re-trained enough and returns you to him which makes him overjoyed, only to realize you're traumatized by your time in the palace? Lorgar having to slowly learn what has happened during your absence? That being the moment that really pushes him over the edge in wanting The Emperor's head on a pike?

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[remembrancer-of-heresy]

His Star

Summary: After the Monarchy, the Emperor takes Lorgar's wife as punishment. Lorgar is soon reunited with his love, but learns that his daughter will remain on Terra.

Lorgar/fem!Reader, Emperor and Lorgar's daughter (OC, platonic)

Warnings: angst, kidnapping

Word count: 753

Song: Siouxsie And The Banshees - Cities In Dust

This fic was born because of this beautiful post.

She was beautiful. Like the morning dawn or a starry night. A bright soul who came into this cruel world. She could lead the masses, inspire billions of people. But Lorgar wanted only one thing. Protect her with his own life.

He didn't see his daughter. The news of her birth came from the Imperial Palace along with other unimportant ones. As if she were an insignificant speck of dust. But the daughter of a primarch, his daughter was priceless. Happiness that was born because of the pure and immaculate love of two souls.

Lorgar could only follow the Emperor's orders in the hope of seeing you and his daughter. Hug and hold the tiny body to his hearts. Press his lips to yours. Feel the serene love you showed him.

The Primarch of the Word Bearers was never a warrior. Never been a commander. He was a preacher, priest, shepherd. He never hid it, openly carrying his true and blessed faith in the God Emperor... but in the end, apparently not so true.

His sons, himself, continued to search for answers to questions. Find their way. Their faith. The Emperor refused their worship, destroyed the perfect city, took you, took the unborn child. Lorgar could not hate his father, but it was difficult to extinguish the black flame of resentment and misunderstanding.

At least until the day you were returned.

Crying and tired. You were not tortured, you were not offended. Physically and mentally you were fine. But there was a huge void in your heart that could not be filled. Even Lorgar was unable to help you, because he, being a primarch, almost fell himself.

They returned you alone.

Lorgar hoped that the Emperor simply decided to gradually return his favor to his son. He hoped that after some time, when he had conquered even more systems, the Father would return his daughter. But he was wrong. You dashed all his hopes.

“He loves her, he adores her,” you burst into tears at Lorgar’s shoulder. - “I almost d-didn’t see her. He is with her all the time. Doesn't let go of himself. H-he, he sang to her. He sang to her, Lorgar! Songs in ancient languages. He acted as if she were his daughter and not his granddaughter. He gave her a name!”

It would be better if the Emperor burned Khur to the ground. It would be better if he destroyed every city to the dust that Lorgar built. The primarch is ashamed of such thoughts; mortals are not to blame for anything. But why, why should his daughter be torn away from her parents and live with a tyrant?

A tyrant... that's what the Emperor was. False God. If the primarch had doubts before, he is now firmly convinced of it. The son loved the Father too much, although he did not deserve such worship. He did not deserve the devotion of the primarchs. Didn't deserve the love of a little girl.

You spend days and nights in bed. When you don't sleep, you cry. Lorgar is not angry, no. He is delighted. The connection between mother and daughter, passing through years and centuries. You can't find a place for yourself until you see your child. Which means Lorgar must bind you together. Bring back your beloved child.

The primarch will not hear her first word, will not see her first steps. He will not be the main person in her life. Perhaps they will meet when she is an adult. He will never be her father in the full sense of the word. But this knowledge does not stop Lorgar.

He will still meet her. He will take her hand and lead her to a new world free from the power of the Emperor, who separated her from her real family. He would show her the True God that he had yet to find. His daughter will be a guiding star, illuminating the path through a dark galaxy. Until he finds a way to get back to her.

Lorgar has never seen her, but he knows that she is beautiful. Like the golden sand in Colchis, a light breeze or the murmur of water. She is far away in captivity of the Golden Palace, but even so the primarch feels her. She shines brighter than anyone in the world. Without realizing it, she is waiting for her real father to return his daughter. He will protect her. At the cost of his own life.

And the whole world.

[moodymisty]

okay just imagine the emperor coming along, seeing his boy with a wife and thinking “ooh I like this” and carrying her off. The tension. The misery. The shitty shitty parenting. Emps used to be a barbarian warlord so he sees nothing wrong with this. He is chieftain, he gets his pick of the women. Drops her back like a month later bow legged and claps his kid on the back and congratulates him on his taste.

You all will really just wake up one day and send me the most unhinged shit huh

but ngl as funny as this is help im pissing this would make a REALLY tense fic and I unironically kind of want to write it

[moodymisty]

In one of the Lorgar fanfics you wrote it was mentioned how the reader recently found out she was pregnant with Lorgar’s child… Now why don’t we combine that with the temporary wife steal idea?

The only reason He stopped hurting you was because of the later stages of your pregnancy, He didn’t care for the child, it was just that you were supposed to be brought back (relatively) unharmed. Honestly He was surprised that His son even had the ability to make one in the first place. He especially didn’t care for it after He found out it was going to be a girl (not His offspring, not His problem). Plus, it meant that there was one less problem causing tool child for Him to deal with.

When your nine months are over and your child is born (with the help of the best healthcare in the galaxy. honestly Lorgar should be thankful to Him for providing you with that) the Emperor demands to hold her, to always be around her. He would’ve straight up named her if you didn’t constantly insist that Lorgar wished to be the one to choose it (and you always say it’s what Lorgar wants, because He’ll never take what you want into account).

But still, you can’t object to Him carrying her around the palace, gently holding her tiny form in his arms. He’s The Emperor, He’s her grandfather. He’s allowed to do whatever He wishes, and you’re left with the abysmally low bar of being glad that He decided to let her live. He promises to return you and her to Lorgar (you as agreed upon, and her as an extra gift). You really hope He truly means what He says to you, because you can’t handle seeing Him sing her centuries old lullabies, kissing her tiny forehead and softly cooing at her like He’s her father, like He has any right to act like he could ever be her father.

Emperor Of Mankind unhinged father in law arc when.

this is unhinged, i love it. I also love how when these random plotlines take off all of you guys clearly have super specific headcanons and ideas that you all throw into my askbox and i think it's super cute how we all build off of eachother. I dunno i just had to say i think it's sweet

And you know damn well Emps would hold the fact that he made sure his child was birthed ok over Lorgar, referring to perhaps Lorgar's homeworld's lack of top of the line medical care. He provided that for her, and for that lorgar should thank him.

Also what would hurt of this even worth is if neither or at least Lorgar didn’t know that you were pregnant at the time, and that it's a horrifying surprise for Lorgar when Emps tells him you had his child. Because you know he would take away that sort of intimate moment that Lorgar would find so dear from both of you.

Lorgar is fuming because you had to deal with all that alone, as well as he never got those moments to do what a good husband does for his pregnant wife, he wasn't there say that first hello, meanwhile Emps is just carrying her around not giving a shit.

[moodymisty]

Imagine you're gonna meet your primarch's 'family'. Only for it to be canceled due to the golden boy reliving his barbarian day by cucking your potential brother in law

Primarch: Lover? What lover?

*proceeds to hide you away in his chambers.*

Yeah that's gonna be a nightmare. Just imagining the other primarchs showing up to Terra and maybe like, Guilliman or something has a lover now and the Lorgar wife stealing drama is going on, and Guilliman shows up with them in tow and Sanguinius is just running down the hall at them whisper yelling

HIDE THEM HIDE THEM HIDE THEM

[moodymisty]

If you do a Guilliman… ooo

The PAIN and TORMENT of him being expected to still do his job and running into her as a result.

Running into his ex (? Would the emps make them annul it?) wife in the palace and just STARING at each other because they know they’re being watched….

Delicious.

🍀

The main thing i struggle with for a guilliman one is what would he have done to deserve losing his wife for a time/permanently?

With lorgar you have the colchis punishment, and with angron konrad and mortarion you have similar lack of progress issues where Emps might 'take away their toy' as effectively a whip to get them back to being productive.

I mean it could be as simple as Emps wants her and so he takes what he wants, but i just like being overly plotted out i guess

[moodymisty]

Emperor possibly naming Lorgar’s daughter “Erda” is wildddd. Like imagine you get kidnapped by your father in law, then he decides that your child is now his, and then names her after his ex-wife.

At this point I would start the heresy all by myself

I give up we have completely fucking lost control of this plotline and I cannot save it fucking send help

The most unhinged, greek pantheon style fucked up relationship drama, I'm just imagining this going on and the other primarchs are hearing about it via vox while annexing planets like

Blood Angel: Primarch! We have new news from the Terran palace via vox message!

Sanguinius: Is it about Lorgar's wife?

Blood Angel: Yes, she's-

Sanguinius: Hold on, let me get my wine before reading this

[moodymisty]

Okay, hear me out. Lorgar is horrified and grief-stricken by the loss of his daughter. The Emperor is delighted because for the first time in so many years he remembered love.

But how will the other primarchs react to the theft and the fact that they CAN still have children?

Horus will probably stare at the baby like a maniac. He also wants a child, but the Emperor forbade it. Another reason for Heresy. He is as obsessed with her as the Emperor, if not worse. Especially when the Heresy began.

Vulkan and Sanguinius. The best uncles in the world. But it is better not to approach the second one during menstruation.

Fulgrim: The only Primarch who knows how to treat women. Allows the little one to dye him and do his hair “like a princess.” Alas, it’s better not to approach the daemon prince…

Corvus Corax. Depressive uncle. Loves and adores Lorgar's daughter. But he cries constantly because she is too a product of the Warp.

Lion, Mortarion, Angron, Perturabo, Ferrus: they look in horror. They have no idea what to do with children especially from primarchs.

Leman Russ, Jaghatai Khan and Magnus: it is forbidden to communicate with them as they are risk-takers.

Guilliman, Dorn: Difficult. They seem to like her, but they seem to be afraid of the very fact of her existence.

Alpharius and Omegon: playing a game of “guess who is who” with a girl. Of course, they play this game with everyone, but it’s more fun with a child who feels the trick and can’t speak. Well, with the Heresy, such games with manipulation will be even more terrible.

Horus and his uncontrollable breeding kink desire to have biological children just goes into overdrive upon realizing they may actually not be sterile.

also i love all of these interactions and think they are amazing. Also love that you didn't include Konrad because yeah lmao

[moodymisty]

The letter that the Emperor sends to Lorgar informing him of your and your daughter's indefinite stay in the Golden Palace

“You know how I said I give you my your daughter back, well upon reflecting on how easy it was to burn your home down, the safest place is not with you. It would be much safer if my your daughter grew up here, on Terra, with me.

Also, your wife will be staying indefinitely too while I care for my your daughter, it would be cruel to separate a mother and her daughter after all.

Clearly, I’m the best option as a caregiver and protector for both of them. Don’t worry though, I’ll raise my your daughter with the kindness and care I’ve never shown any of you primarchs, my sons. I’ll also make sure to take good care of your wife”

Good lord now it's not even him stealing wives he's just stealing the entire family

Emps is going to be the most insane in-law for Lorgar meanwhile all the other primarchs as quickly shuffling any current or prospective lovers behind their backs in the hopes that he doesn't notice them also

[moodymisty]

The idea of the reader begging the emperor to take her back after lorgar goes full traitor has some pretty horrifying implications. Like you’re not asking for help from any of the loyalist primarchs or other organisations/groups. No, instead your first thought is to go back to the man that hurt you over and over again. And that sounds a whole lot like stockholm syndrome to me

Pretty tragic for lorgar too. He was so caught up in the joy of having you back and trying to introduce you to this new religion of his that he failed to notice how deeply his father had broken you

Oh it's massive, overwhelming stockholm syndrome. To an insane degree. But in reader's poor broken mind, that stockholm syndrome and mental damage from The Emperor is better than whatever path Lorgar is going down.

[moodymisty]

Misty, what if the emperor tried to steal from Konrad?

He would lose it. My man's sanity is being held on by two strings, someone will die at this rate.

Also, I think this would be one of the few instances where a primarch's gene sons would side with them over the emperor.

Like Konrad's beloved kept him in check, he's going to lose it now.

Konrad barely keeps it together on the best of days, loosing his beloved is going to be the moment he goes full apeshit and busts loose. Full heresy, who cares. He’ll do anything if it means getting her back, and if their little stalth stealing plan fails then let blood shed!

[moodymisty]

Despite all the pain going on in a scenario where Big E steals a primarch’s lover, it makes me think of all the insane measures that the primarchs and astartes would take to prevent that scenario from occurring in the first place

Imperial Fists build their mother a nice house and never let her leave it. She can’t be stolen if she’s behind fortified and indestructible walls.

The Raven Guard acts as silent shadows as they guard their mother, always disappearing with her before the Emperor can catch sight of her.

The Iron Hands grumble as they take you to the fortress-monastery, where you’ll now be behind numerous security and weapons systems.

The Alpha Legion just straight up presents the Emperor with a body double, tricking him into thinking he already has you.

A primarch distracting the Emperor by talking about their recent military victories while his sons set about hiding you in the background.

Everyone is just walking on eggshells around the Emperor. Being on their best behaviour and using convoluted schemes to keep their legion mother around.

I agree with all of these even without the Emperor being a cuckmaster, i think that with particularly raven guard and ironhands they would do that sort of stuff with approval from their primarch.

Needless to say it's ten times worse though with Emps prowling around for his sons bitches XD