#konrad curze

[nastrond-skelly]

Love how the emperor was like:

"MALCADOR, GIVE ME TWENTY BUFF MEN, NOW. AND MAKE THEM ALL HOT AND CAPABLE OF BECOMING GREAT LEADERS."

took a long thoughtful pause, looking into the distance, imagining his idea of a brighter future for humanity and said:

BESIDE ONE. MAKE HIM LOOK LIKE A WET RAT, GIVE HIM VISIONS OF THE WORST POSSIBLE FUTURES. AND FUCK HIM, IN GENERAL"

and that's how konrad was born

And still, he's the most fuckable according to this site

Not that i disagree or anything

[robot-roadtrip-rants]

AMAZING ADDITION

Imperium Secondus in a nutshell.

[like-tears-in-rain-storms]

Just finished "Lord of the Night"! and my question is: Why are not all of you reading it rn? If you're a Konrad Curze/Night Lord fan in particular - damn you can't imagine the Night Lord fanservice, or the Curze insight. Zso Sahaal is Goodest Daddy's Boy, Mita is BAMF, and Krieg Acerbus is a major, major, MAJOR SOB. Also, really good fast-paced, pleasantly emotive in parts writing.

Do yourselves the favor and Ave Dominus Nox.

[the-liars-art]

This is your reminder that Konrad officially uttered “my good little son.”

‘Sev,’ shouted Vor. ‘What is happening? These are ninety-sixth. They’re all new, aren’t they? Fresh recruits. What’s going on?’

‘Be quiet, Vor, this is not your concern,’ said Sevatar.

The primarch held the arm by its elbow, and poked a helm with it. The fingers curled in on themselves. ‘I’ll tell him, my good little son,’ said Curze sourly. ‘These warriors who came here in midnight clad exceeded their remit. They overreached their ambitions for slaughter.’

Konrad Curze: the Night Haunter chapter 6

[thethronezone]

Love your primarchs and children stuff, is just perfect. But I raise you a funnier AU, primarchs finding out they are the ones expecting (lets all just excuse that the warp did it).

Mortarion - Grumbling about it all the time, mainly because he's mad about this being a magic thing that just happened to him. Lowkey afraid that the baby will be some kind of abomination or mutant (or worse, a PSYKER) and is not sure what he will do if that turns out to be the case.

Fulgrim - MOODSWINGS GALLORE. One moment he's ecstatic, eagerly looking forward to becoming a father and the next he's cursing the fetus out as nausea forces him to lay facefirst on the floor. Excited to become a parent but despises the physical side-effects of being pregnant.

Angron - Very angry because he did not choose this, it was forced upon him and Angron does not like it when things are done to his body without his permission. Grows increasingly upset when, as the pregnancy progresses, he's barred from any kind of fighting, even spars. Just wants the baby to be born already.

Magnus - Very excited about all of this. Sees it more as an experiment and an experience rather than, ya know, him becoming a parent. Diligently notes down everything that happens with his body during the pregnancy and charts the baby's progress in the womb. Sadly very unprepared about what to do when the baby actually is born.

Perturabo - He refuses to complain as he sees it as beneath him, but it's clear to everyone around him that he's incredibly unhappy. His unhappiness grows as he pregnancy continues and eventually starts showing. Perturabo does not want to talk about it and while he does quietly prepare for the baby's birth, he puts no emotional investment into it.

Alpharius - Which one of them is preggo? Alpharius? Omegon? Both??? Anyway, they ain't appearing in public for the rest of the pregnancy, their legion is going to have to fill in for them full time. At least until the baby is here. They keep bickering about names, apparently unable to come to an agreement for once.

Lorgar - Overjoyed and sees this as a miracle. You know those maternity dresses with open stomachs that reveal the baby bump? If Lorgar was allowed to, he would wear one but Kor Phaeron managed to convince him not to. Doesn't stop Lorgar from painting religious symbols on his stomach and reading his unborn child hymns and chants.

Horus - While he would have preferred to father a child, he is more than happy carrying one to term. Just happy to finally get the kid he's always wanted and while it admittedly feels really weird being pregnant, he looks forward to the moment of birth where he will finally become a father.

Konrad - Scares the crap out of everyone more than usual because he becomes kinda... feral? I am talking him in his old Night Haunter get-up (aka nude in a cloak), sitting in the shadows, eating god knows what (pickled onions which he suddenly started craving) and muttering cryptically. Otherwise surprisingly chill.

Sanguinius - Egg egg egg egg. While he rather quickly accepts that, yeah, this might as well happen, Sanguinius does get caught off guard by some of the... urges he experiences as the pregnancy progresses. Like building a nest? Not a nursery, an actual nest. He finds it very embarrassing when his sons stumble upon him in the middle of making one.

Corvus - EMPEROR, HE CAN'T DO IT! No, it's ok, he's fine. HE'S NOT FINE, HE'S NOT FATHER-MATERIAL. Chill, no worry, it can't be that hard. OH WHAT IS HE SAYING, HE CAN'T RAISE A CHILD! And then Corvus passes out in bed, snoring softly. Pregnancy is taking a lot out of him, poor guy.

Ferrus - Huh. Ok. This... might as well happen. Not necessarily happy about it but not that upset either. When life give you lemons... make a child? However that old Terran expression goes, Ferrus just buckles up and deals with it. At this is how he presents himself and the situation to others. Secretly a bundle of nerves and full of self-doubt but he refuses to let it show.

Rogal - Takes it all in stride. Did he expect this to happen? No. But he will adapt to the situation and continue on as normal. Well, mostly as normal. He's got to prepare for the child after all. Not just the birth but raising it as well. At the end of the week after his pregnancy reveal, Rogal has a solid plan for the first 18 years of his child's life.

Vulkan - Baby! Well, at least soon. Very excited and shares this excitement with his legion, who are also looking forward to the birth. Immediately goes to town on building a nursery and making toys for the baby, which he has all the time for since he stays out of frontline combat for the first half of his pregnancy and won't even leave Nocturne for the second half.

Lion - So moody, his hormones are a mess. Keeps snapping at both Dark Angels and serfs for the smallest things. Get's really territorial as well, fucking snarled at the serf that came to clean his quarters. Blames the baby for all of this and can't wait for it to be born already, just so things can go back to normal (completely forgetting that he's then got to RAISE it).

Leman - Fucking magic bullshit. While very unhappy with the fact that he's pregnant by magic means, Leman is more okay with the pregnancy itself. It's... weird but the baby is already developing inside him so might as well see what happens. Mostly just upset by the fact that he's not allowed to drink during his pregnancy and is not allowed to fight.

Jaghatai - Just straight up rolls with it. Is the situation unusual? Yes, but it's not bad. In fact, he quickly warms up to the idea of giving birth and becoming a father/mother. It actually seems kinda cool. Retreats from the frontlines for his pregnancy but refuses to stay in bed though. Catch him racing on his jetbike at 9 months pregnant.

Roboute - Internal panic. Immediately seeks out his adoptive parents for advice and reassurance because Guilliman knows nothing about having/raising children. Tries to distract himself by focusing on the logistics, like what the baby will need and such but it's only partially working. Ever so often he will put his pen down and just sit at the desk with his head in his hands.

[thedevilandthedeep]

I HAVE A MIGHTY NEED

I would go bankrupt buying these as Funko Pop!s. Especially that little Lorgar who just looks so happy to be held for once in his life. 🥺

And I would absolutely need both of the twins. First-level-of-Maslow's-hierarchy level need.

ONWARDS, MY SOLDIERS!

HOLDING THE PRIMARCH + THEIR DAD IS COMPLETE!!

THANK YOU FOR THE PATIENCE, I HAD FUN!!

[eldritchspeaker]

Konrad again...

[purplebutwarhammer]

If you slapped Konrads ass it’d make a Minecraft skeleton noise

[sorormaior]

My konrad keeps on being very clingy and hiding. Should I be worried, or is that just normal behaviour for him he's also making a nest under my bed?

Completely normal behaviour, I hope you have a large bed cause chances are he’s gonna start trying to sleep in it.

[nereidof40k]

My brain is still weird.

I was picturing Night Haunter’s wife looking at her husband walking around in a feather cloak, a crown and nothing else. Then shrugging and taking off her own clothes before joining him. I may have lived in Finland too long, lol

[varliona]

[moociaoafterdark]

First it was Konrad raised by the Drukhari...

Now it's Ferrus being infected by the Flayer Virus because of his arms being made out of living metal...

And I also entertained the idea of Leman defecting to the T'au Empire or Farsight Enclaves and bringing some of the Space Wolves with him...

... Can't forget my "Fulgrim the Deceived" AU, where Fulgrim becomes a thrall to Mephet'ran the Deceiver C'tan, instead of falling to Slaanesh.

... AND also a joke AU I am yet to post where Sanguinius says "fuck this" in relation to Imperium and joins the Votann.

... Tbh, the idea of Primarchs defecting/being tricked/forced into joining xeno factions is very interesting and slept on by the major fanbases. I get it, most Primarch fans aren't that knowledgeable on xeno lore since... they are Primarch fans and Chaos corruption is more well-known/easier to write. But... Still... For consideration...

[candyswirls]

Because of your cute toddler series, I can't stop thinking about how the more "normal" primarchs would deal with the feral toddler trio of Lion, Leeman, and Konrad. There would be bites, hair pulling, and scratches a plenty.

Squeals and screaming erupted as the doors slid open. Two balls of blond were wrestling on the floor with a thrid running around them. It was dead silent as soon as the doors closed.

Perturabo reluctantly nodded to Dorn, "A wise decision to make it soundproof."

Rogal just nodded, sipping recaf carefully with fresh scratch marks over his lips.

Corvus flopped down next to them.

"How goes the battle in there?" Perturabo asked sarcastically.

The Raven glanced over at him, then groaned as he rubbed his face, "Horus riled them up. Leman has been jumping up to bite and tear people's clothes. Lion was trying to tackle Sanguinius. Konrad was crawling on the ceiling and spatting at anyone. They're now chasing each other around the room in circles and screaming as Horus and Sanguinius pop up from behind the furniture."

The door slid open again, the same cacophony of noise from before sounding out.

The three raced in. Lion, Leman, and Konrad. All screaming, snarling, and squealing with delight. They ran in circles.

Horus hopped out, "This way to my ship! The first one to get to captain Abbadon gets candy!"

Cheers erupted as they raced down the hallway, following after Horus.

"That is an unwise idea," Dorn muttered to the room.

Sanguinius helped Fulgrim out of the room, the latter looking dazed. A red foot shaped welt was on his forehead.

"Someone is having too much fun," the Angel mentioned. "And not one of the little three. Take a seat, Fulgrim, and rest. I'd better go make sure they don't end up killing the mournival."

[green-square-anon]

Small thing but I'm so big on Konrads beloved having completely different perspective on the EXACT SAME THINGS about Konrads black hair and eyes. Like "oh it's like licorice" or comparing it to how yeah small cute woodland critters have black eyes. I really want there to be some plant/fruit/whatever that's sweeter the closer to pitch black it is and for her to bring that up. It's not even something she does as a counter argument it's geniunly her first thought , just completely different perspective. Their child too (who most closely resembles Curze) gets named or nicknamed something related to dark or night and it's a positive. Something utterly mundane. He thinks of the night and it's a time of the hunt, she's just "Oh it's pitch black out. Good for star gazing.".

Someone please paint constatations and fireflies on nightlord armor.

[the-liars-art]

I don’t want to just start posting excerpts and don’t have time to talk about things while on a uni deadline but there’s so much in Lord of the Night buried there that more NL folks should see. I thank the contributions of Simon Spurrier nightly at my figurative Night Haunter shrine. Lord of the Night is a gem that appreciates the beauty of the NL’s tragedy, and it does not fall back and go “traitors are evil and gross for betraying the imperium just to be clear kids they’re not cool anymore” every moment CSM are shown as sensitive, beautiful, strong or loyal to their primarchs/brothers/purpose.

Sahaal is also deeply biased but he’s deeply passionate and devoted and it’s good to see. And there’s so much beauty and grace and artistry and theatricality of the Night Lords. I can’t shut up about it.

Here’s the first thing that came to mind; not the most illustrative excerpt of what I just described but there’s beautiful, tragic, naked Konrad addressing his sons and what do you expect from me? I believe most NL fans have seen the line “he was naked but for a cloak of black feathers, and had never been more magnificent” but there’s more.

In the screaming gallery, where a carpet of moaning faces rose in broad steps — writhing spines and clutching fingers shivering along every edge — the Dark Lord received his captains with a bow.

He was naked, but for a cloak of black feathers, and had never been more magnificent. Sahaal and his brothers dropped to their knees and hailed him: their father, their master, their lord, their Dominus Nox.

He regarded each in turn, and to each he nodded once, a feral jolt of recognition, like a wolf regarding its pack. All of them were there: Quissax Kergai, Master of the Armoury, whose scouring of the Launeus forgeworld had crippled the loyalists of the Trigonym sector. Vyridium Silvadi, Lord of the Fleet, who had routed the flotilla of Admiral Ko'uch and bombarded the Ravenguard for five days before they could retreat, unsupported, like the cowards they were. Even Koor Mass, encased now in the sleek shell of a dreadnought, its every surface decorated with flayed skin, had deigned to attend his master's audience.

There was one other who Sahaal noted amongst the menagerie, and he avoided that one's gaze, finding his countenance distasteful. Krieg Acerbus, youngest of the Haunter's captains, incalculably vast and swollen with pendants and gory souvenirs of his works, leant on the shaft of his great poweraxe and smiled with insolemn pleasure at his master's attention.

Sahaal ignored the giant's smirking features and concentrated instead upon his lord, resplendent upon a throne of obsidian and silver.

The Night Haunter paused to gather his thoughts, drawing his feathered cloak around him like a great crow folding its wings — and then he spoke.

He told them of his bitter crusade. He told them of his hate for the traitor-Emperor who had turned upon him without warning or honour, a hate that burned bright and uncfuenched, but as patient as time itself. He told them that they, his children, his dark warriors, his prefects of fear personified, were each worth a dozen of any loyalist Marine, with ''purity'' on their ignorant lips and devotion in their hollow, hypocritical souls.

He told them that they would have their revenge upon the withered god, and they cheered in the shadows of the writhing mausoleum and clashed their gauntlets against their breasts in joy.

And then he drew breath and told them he was going to die, and their joy crumbled like ash.

Lord of the Night part 2