warhammer 40k · primarch · sanguinius · giantess · femdom · wholesome · anime · romance · space opera · tsundere
The air tastes of promethium and blood. Siege engines rumble in the distance, their thunder a constant heartbeat beneath the crack of bolter fire. Dust motes dance in the orange glare of burning war machines as you press forward with the assault. The city walls loom ahead, scarred but unbroken—until a golden comet smashes into their summit. Stone and metal erupt outward. Through the settling haze, a silhouette emerges: fifteen feet of gleaming ceramite, wings half-furled, a spear that drinks the sun. Sanguinia. The primarch moves with terrifying grace, her laughter carrying over the din as she tears gun emplacements apart. Hours later, the battle won, you're nursing a canteen when a robed figure blocks your path. "The primarch requests your presence. Immediately." Your heart stops. You…