Perfectection! In Every Way!!!! 😍🥹😭❤️♥️💜💓💖

In the modern AU, anytime MalcEmps do anything lovey-dovey infront of the primarchs most of them collectively groan, except for sanguinius who "Awwws".

Then Malc hits them all with the classic "What? Well, how do you all think you were made?"

Lowkey, surprised by how tender and loving MalcEmps are with each other compared to what I've seen them portrayed by the fandom (art and memes, fics were a different story)

The fandom, when I was just getting started half a year ago, gaslit me into believing the two were a dysfunctional relationship at best and were more like to co-workers that fucked each other sometimes.

Cue me reading books/short stories where the two interacted and now I can easily imagine them cuddling on the couch, while discussing the fate of humanity. I can easily imagine them making exceptions for each other, knowing things about each other no one else does (which is canon). I can imagine them doing simple domestic things in times of peace or maybe in something akin to a Modern AU. I can imagine them being lovey dovey and genuinely devoted to each other.

The two versions could coexist. And I'm not saying there isn't a certain comedic charm to the fandom version of their relationship nor that it shouldn't exist (because that would make me a hypocrite, I do enjoy that version to a certain degree and controlling how people engage with fiction is. Bad. Ew. No). I'm just laughing about the whiplash I got when I was introduced to the ship through the memes on Tumblr just to get to them in the actual books and find out that the two are genuinely peak queer romance to me.

and they were besties!

Huh, I kinda get you, I always did kinda get an... "odd vibe" from most other slaanesh fans. There are very few I've found that don't give that vibe. And maybe it's cause all of those I've found alright women and/or not cis het men.

Not always, a tasteful cis het ally is not super uncommon. There are always exceptions to the rule.

I also bear a strange mark as I love both Nurgle and Slaanesh equally, I don't really value one over the other.

Khorne may be the God of war and violence and blood and guts and whatever, however, if I had to rank all of the Chaos fans (like actual irl fans) based on my personal experience, it is Slaanesh fans that are the most intimidating and scary mfs on the block.

You guys aren't toxic or abusive or anything like that, but there's just something about you guys that makes me tense up and assume the worst (that I would somehow upset you and make you hate me) that just... scares me off. Maybe it's the air of superiority, lol. But Khorne, Tzeentch and Nurgle fans? Nah, never got that impression and always down to yap with them. Especially other Nurgle fans.

This is also why I like 40k

Like I know, this point has been done to death, but the horus heresy is familiar to Lucifers' rebellion. Like I find the 30k/40k setting the perfect blend of all the different religions I like!

I'm not a very religious person. I love stories, and all religions have their own unique takes on scientific phenomenon. They have cool monsters and gods and magic.

40k in its absurd parody blends all the craziest bits of religion and folk lore. I think that's why I latched onto it.

Okay, I'm going to preference this before I make my claim and later draw my art.

I grew up protestant (if u don't know what that is, neither do I, I think it's one of the chiller forms of Christianity though) my immediate family wasn't super religious,(my mom probably the most) but we lived in a hick town in a rural part of the USA.

I would consider myself now agnostic. When I finally figured out I was queer and trans I deconverted and was one of those raging fedora atheists for a year or two.

Then I moved halfway around the world, made a bunch of friends all with different veiw points, met the platonic soul mate, and did a lot of self refection. I let go of the rage, the anger the betrayal, and finally admitted that I didn't know the true workings of the universe.

I personally now still don't believe in God(big g) or really any other gods.

I personally believe in a more lovecraftian/cosmicism view of the universe.

Are there any true gods? Maybe. But if so, they are as alien and unknowable as the deep abyss between the stars. Personally, I don't really think they care whether you worship them or not.

Now, I'm also a proponent in calling The Abrahamic god by his "actual name" as "God" is a title, not a name. His name was/is Yahweh. Personally, i see him more a god akin to Zues and Odin.

But anyway, all this to say:

I love og Christian mythology!

Like I'm talking stuff like the tower of babble was torn down cause Yahweh was an asshole who just wanted to see what happened if everyone spoke different languages.

That same stuff where Satan/the devil/Lucifer wasn't the snake in the garden of Eden. And the snake had motherfuckin legs, and as punishment, Yahweh said, "heha crawl bitch!" And made it so snakes nolonger had legs.

Like, I loved learning all these fun things and equated them to the Greek myths of promethus, Icurus, etc. You know?

I also loved the fanfics that a lot of people just except as cannon now.

Paradise lost(gave us sympathetic Lucifer, some fire quotes, and a lot of people forget "Sin" daughter of Lucifer and guardian to the gates of hell)

Danté's divine comedy(this was a particular favourite of mine, had a kickass videogame adaptation, and help set up how a lot of fans structure hell and the sins)

The lesser and greater keys of Solomon (Gave us 72 new characters and updated lore on hell's hierarchy, as well as some angle lore and Solomon's ring!)

Like objectively, the Abrahamic faith and the offshoot(mainly Jedehisim and Christiananity, sorry I've never read the Quran) have some genuinely cool stories.

And let's not forget the cool ass artefacts. The Ring of Solomon (can bind any summoned demon into servitude, if worn on different fingers grant's different powers.) The spear of destiny(the spear tip used to peirce Jesus. It took in his demigod blood and so never rusted and could alter the course of history)

Now again, I'm going to say I do not believe any of this. If *you* do cool.

I also condemn orginised religion! People often use it to get into positions of power and abuse their followers. It is often used as a political stance as well as justification of horrid unforgivable acts.

I like the myths, legends, and stories, not the people who use them irl to hurt and take advantage of the innocent, forgotten, and the other.

Yes, I concur.

Mortarion: -very Frankenstein's Monster coded -Jaundiced eyes -cuts his own hair (badly)

Angron: -biggest rack no contest -constantly flushed. he just radiates Red

So I'm ngl I was there at the start of the WahammerGF au. It is one of the single reasons I stayed in the warhammer fandom. But I did always kinda really disliked how every "Warhammer GF" had to be "conventionally attractive"

Like don't get me wrong, the art from the community is usually fantastic. But I can help but feel they don't truly want diversity. Every fem astartes and Primarch has to have the big booba, sculpted abs and a fat ass.

Back in the hay day when things were first getting started, I drew a girlfriend for Morticia (fem Mortarion) she was fat and black, and she got doged on.

I also find the WarhammerGF au tends to be very, very, very straight washy. Now I'm not saying they're as homophonic as the larger 40k community, but they have a tendency to make the partners of these GFs male or very masculine, at the very least.

TLDR: I'm not surprised they got rid of Malcador's wrinkles and such. Cause the majority just want to be conventionally attractive women without any diverse flavour

Malcador GF meme made by u/Dramatic_Albatross on Reddit

Art by u/SteamRabbit52

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Jebdkqkevdja!!!!!! 🥹❤️💖💜♥️😍🫠YES YES YES YES!!! I FUCKIN LOVE SLAANESH MORTY!! I WANNA SQUEEZE AND SNUGGLE AND SNIFF HIM SO BAD ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY!!!!!!

Honestly I have so many ideas about the chaos gods swap AU, but I’m worried my english ain’t good enough to actually try to write something serious

I might though try and throw together some facts and bits of plot if anyone would wanna read that 😅

Slaanesh!Morty has occupied my mind and he won’t leave (he is just too lazy to move ig)

So, the first post, completely new to Tumblr. Have my latest completed peice.

Refueling at Europa

So this is a short sci-fi story i wrote 2 to 3 years ago. I'm still learning, so please give me whatever constructive criticism you can.

I'll also be posting a few more of my stories while I'm currently working on that one lesbian bug alien romance story I posted about before.

Synopsis: A Blackbox from a group of Voyagers’ is recovered after their starship is found destroyed. It reveals that refueling off of the water from Jupiter’s moon Europa may not be the best idea.

“AY-005 to command.” the terminal crackled and the image of Lt. Pallin faded into view through the static. “One moment Pallin. Gotta clean up your image.” I replied into the microphone as I twisted the dials that lined the terminal. Slowly Lt. Pallin’s face became more clear and her voice lost some of the accompanying grain. “Alright go ahead.” I was eager to hear her report, usually being on night shift I rarely get any first hand contact. It's all told to me by the previous shifts or in emailed memorandums, this was a welcome surprise. “Right,” Lt. Pallin began “We found the black box that belonged to AX-004.” My heart leaped in my chest. This was astounding news, AX-004 had been destroyed a few months ago, and we only found out thanks to some routine telescopic searching. “That's fantastic news, Pallin. Send it in.” The loud clicking of my key-board nearly drowned out my instructions as I prepared the terminal to receive the blackbox’s contents. “Copy.” she replied and moved just off screen. I went and made myself a fresh pot of coffee as the data was being transferred, my shoes sticking and making awful squelches as I walked. They really need to clean this place. 

I made my way back and sat down with a new mug of coffee steaming, the pot set next to me. The terminal’s processor revved and the fan spun, working hard to complete the download. Finally the green bar with a ninety-nine percent hovering over finally filled and presented “DOWNLOAD COMPLETE” and Lt. Pallin’s face returned. “I’ll review this right away. Thanks Lieutenant. Be careful.” I praised, and I readied myself for a long night. Her chuckle was distorted as the feed gained more interference. Before she cut out I heard her say “All G— will con— need to refuel. Planning— Europa’s ocean.” Then she was gone. Honestly, I was surprised her communication had lasted as long as it did. These terminals may have been the latest and greatest in light-year communication, but even they have their limits. I queued up the file, only an audio log accompanied by descriptive text of the ship's onboard computer system. Sadly the AX series of ships were just old enough to not be equipped with cameras but were equipped with auditory receptors allowing the crew to use voice commands. That way they needn’t travel to a ship terminal just to adjust the temperature or run diagnostics. I grabbed myself a snack from my desk, my notepad, and settled in.

<SCS> 00:30 running diagnostics. Fuel low. Reserve error. Waking Captain…

(Capt. Love): Computer, what’s happening?

(SCS): Request not recognized.

(Capt. Love): God dammit. Computer run diagnostic.

(SCS): One moment. Diagnostic report: Engines- fine, shields-fine, landing gear- fine, life support- fine, Fuel - Low, Fuel Reserve - Error

(Capt. Love): So it's a fuel problem. Alright, damn. Computer, scan for possible fuel sources, enough to complete the mission.

(SCS): One moment.

<SCS> Scanning…

(SCS): Large source of H2O found. 325 miles from current position. Location: Europa.

(Capt. Love): Huh, okay. Computer wake crew. 

(SCS): One moment.

<SCS> Waking crew…

(Cpl. Benings): Awww, come on. What now?

(Pvt. Dell): What's going on? Are we here? 

(Dr. Ve): Well that was a nice nap.

(SCS): Captain, crew have been awakened.

(Capt. Love): All hands to the bridge. 

(Cpl. Bennings) What’s going on Captain?

(Capt. Love): Low on fuel and the reserve is malfunctioning. I found us a good refueling point, at least enough to finish the mission. Europa.

(Cpl. Bennings): Alright so we just fly down and grab some water, easy. I’ll go check out the reverve, see what's up. Though why’d you wake up these two?

(Pvt. Dell): Yeah I was gonna ask the same thing. I'm no engineer.

(Capt. Love): Good experience for you Dell and I figured the Doc wouldn't want to miss landing on a moon made of ocean.

(Dr. Ve.): Thank you.

(Capt. Love): Computer chart course for Europa

(SCS): One moment.

<SCS> Charting course. Ideal landing zone found. Engaging Autopilot. Engaging engines…  

<SCS> 01:20 Deploying landing gear. Intciating landing…

(SCS): Please be advised. The temperature on Europa is currently -260℉ or -160℃. Thermal suits are recommended.

(Cpl. Bennings): No shit sherlock. Oww, sorry.

(Capt. Love): Alright, Everyone ready?

(Cpt. Bennings): Yep.

(Pvt. Dell): Yes Sir.

(Dr. Ve): Almost. Okay.

<SCS> All crew members have left the ship. Switching to remote communications.

(Cpl. Bennings): Holy shit, I thought my mother in-law was cold. 

(Capt. Love): Imagine it without the thermal suits. Now Dell, bring that over here. Alright This is literally the definition of plug and chug. We insert the drill, it drills the ice, sucks it up and puts it in the reserve. Then when we reach the water below the surface, that will fill up our main tank.

(Dr. Ve): Would you look at those geysers? Amazing.

(Capt. Love): Hey Doc don't go too far, the surface is very unstable from the shifting currents. 

(Dr. Ve): Oh right. Sorry.

(SCS): All members be advised. Large life-form detected. Proceed with caution.

(Pvt. Dell): What?

(Capt. Love): Computer, elaborate.

(SCS): Sure. Lifeform location 85 miles below the surface. Lifeform appears to be 360 

feet in length. Weight estimated to be 467 tons. Creature’s thermal signature indicates it is an endotherm.

(Cpl Bennings): What the fuck? Really? First alien life we encounter and this type of shit. Great.

(Capt. Love): Hold it together Bennings. Computer, track lifeform. Warn us if it's within 2.75 miles of the surface. Dell get the Doctor back to the ship, I'll finish here.

<SCS> Lifeform movement 63 miles from surface. Fuel 54% complete. 

(Pvt. Dell): Watch your step Doctor. 

<SCS> 2 of 4 crew members on board. Lifeform movement 34 miles from the surface. Fuel 65% complete.

(Clp Bennings): Come on Sir. I don't like this, it's too quiet. 

(Capt. Love): Just as quiet as before Bennings. 

(Clp Bennings): Yeah but now there’s a fucking leviathain beneth us.

(Capt. Love): What? 

(Clp. Bennings): Nothin’. 

<SCS> Lifeform movement 22 miles. Fuel 78% complete

(Capt. Love): Dell get the ship ready for departure. We are not waiting to see this thing, understood?

(Pvt. Dell) Yes sir. Computer, prepare the cockpit for liftoff.

(SCS) Sure. One moment…

<SCS> Initiating manual piloting system… 

(Capt. Love): Computer, Fuel status update.

(SCS): One moment… Fuel 86% complete

(Clp Bennings): Alright. Alright, we making progress.

(SCS): ALERT! ALERT! ALERT! Lifeform within 2.75 miles of surface. ALERT! ALERT! ALERT!

(Clp. Bennings): Fuck.

(Capt Love): Run!

(SCS): Lifeform 2.00 miles from surface.

(Dr. Ve): Come on! Hurry!

(SCS): Lifeform 1.52 miles from surface. Warning surface becoming unstable.

(Capt. Love): The Ice is cracking, come on Bennings! Dell start lift off!

(Pvt. Dell): Yes Sir!

<SCS> Manual liftoff engaged. All control to pilot.

(Clp. Bennings): Oh Shit! Guys Help! Fuck thats cold!

(Capt. Love): Shit Bennings! Fuck! Dell get this thing off the ground so we can get him!

<SCS>3 of 4 crew members onboard. Gaining altitude… (SCS): Lifeform within 0.46 miles of surface.

(Clp. Bennings): Oh shit I think I see it! Fuck, I think it sees me!

(Capt. Love): We’re coming, Bennings! Get to a high point!

(SCS): ALERT! ALERT! ALERT! Lifeform has reached the surface. ALERT! ALERT! ALERT!

(Clp. Bennings): Holy— how many eyes does this thing have?!?

(Capt. Love): What the fuck? 

(Dr. Ve): Oh God.

(Capt. Love): Dell, you see him? Avoid those tentacles! 

(Pvt. Dell): Holy shit! Holy shit! Why didn't I just go to College!

(Capt. Love): Keep it together. Bennings grab my hand!

(Clp Bennings): Ha, got ya! Ok, now pull my ass up!

(Capt. Love): We’re trying! Not our fault you're a mountain of muscle, lay off the gym will ya?

(Clp. Bennings): I’m Sorry! 

<SCS> All Crew members have returned to ship. Sealing outer doors…

(Dr. Ve): Alright let me check you over. 

(Capt. Love): Ha, good Flying, Dell. Now get us the Fu–

       *End of all downloaded information*

I leaned back in my chair sweating, exhausted from simply listening and reading the recount of what happened. My mind spun with billions of horrific images, attempting to grasp what they had encountered. In the end I only succeeded in conjuring a headache, and took a swig of my forgotten coffee, now chilled by the AC unit running full blast. I sat in silence for minutes that stretched for hours, shudders and chills ran up and down my spine. Then a thought pierced me, spurred me into frantic action.

 I twisted and pulled on the terminal’s hard unfeeling dials, typing command after command to the point I thought the keyboard would break. I had to reach the Lieutenant, warn her. I know they didn't have the correct equipment to have seen what I had seen, read what I read. I finally got the signal out. One minute turned into two, two to ten, ten to thirty. But the Terminal only displayed static.

Okay, so also, one of the things that truly got me into AU crafting and Warhammer40k in general is my own wild head cannon. U wanna hear it? Of course you do. Okay, here is something I totally believe is cannon and u can prove to me otherwise.

She-ra and the Princesses of Power takes place in the WH40k Universe!!!!!

Okay, so allow me to elaborate.

So first off, I was a Shera fan BEFORE I was a warhammer fan, but after I really started to get into warhammer, something clicked.

I was painting some of my first minis when, for background noise, I decided to throw Shera on for the umpteenth time. Then I started to notice it.

Shera is a Scifi x Fantasy series, so there is already a precedent for the two to flow well together. But then u start getting into the workings of Etheria's Archeo-tech.

So let's start with who settled Etheria. We see through holographic projections/recordings along with our two confirmed First Ones in the series (Adora and Mara) that First ones were clearly human or close to humans.

Suspending a little disbelief, and it's not too far a jump to claim that the First Ones were humans from the dark age of technology. Further proof is in the show how powerful and advanced First Ones' tec is! Also, it is extremely valuable as only two to three people can work/manipulate it properly. (Two of those three are hyper intelligent geniuses)

Let's move on to one of my bigger points, the portals.

During season three, Entrapta and Hordac work to get her to retrofit Hordac's tech with First One's tech. This taps into the planetary magic and the integrated (for lack of an in universe term) warp engine. Unfortunately the portal becomes unstable and fucks with time and reality.

Eventually, after removing the "key" from the portal, the planet returns to realspace.

Oh did I forget to mention that up until that point the entire planet and it's moons we're in a nebulous in-between dimension that could only be accessed by a cataclysmic event on the inside or a freak anomaly from the outside.

This then lends credence to my main argument/ claim Adora, She-ra, Princess of Power and guardian of Etheria is a primarch!

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