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A Brief Respite

Warnings: Yandere, Obsessive, Possessive, Possessive behaviour, Mention of blood, Mention of killing an animal

(Tired of all this sushi and hype around the Astartes, the man actively rejects the idea of connecting with the Space Marine who begins to hang around near their home)

You wake up again to rustling and scurrying sounds outside, it seems that even the fact that you bought a house in the wilderness did not help you escape from being stopped from being disturbed, but at least you were able to escape from something else, from this maddening fanaticism for these damn Astartes. Space Marines. Or whatever they are called? In short, from these creatures.

They came out of nowhere, speak an incomprehensible language, do whatever they want and most importantly, everyone is delighted with them (not everyone, but most people), even your shitty friends, in whom you thought you would find common sense, one after another got hooked on this shit.

You feel sick from this, you want to take a double-barreled shotgun and shoot yourself, but this is not the first time the world has gone crazy, right?

New rustling sounds outside force you to get out of bed and, throwing open the window, shout, "Get out, you garbage rat!"

For a while the sounds stop and with a feeling of deep satisfaction you wait back in bed, already closing your eyes you jump from the sound of broken glass.

Something flew through the window and slammed against the wall, falling to the floor, leaving a dark stain of blood on the wall.

You couldn't fall asleep until the morning. Only in the morning, in the light of the merciful sun, you saw a 'gift' (or a threat?) - a dead rat, or rather what was left of it after hitting the wall.

With disgust and revulsion, you threw the rat into the trash, washing the blood stain off the wall all day. You had heard enough about the manhunters among the Astartes, so the next night you slept fitfully, hugging your gun.

However, it was of little help when a huge shadow broke into your house.

Lost in the night

Warnings: Yandere, Obsessive, Possessive, Possessive behaviour, Mention of sex, kidnapped.

Perhaps you did not pray hard enough or strongly enough and that is why you ended up here in this cramped, stuffy and at the same time damp cell.

You were not a heretic or one of the rebels, but you were captured by the Angels of the Inquisition and brought here, you were asked many questions, to which you answered meekly, hiding nothing.

You were not told why you were here or how long they would keep you.

The inquisitor's cold gaze pinned you to the spot every time and you didn't dare raise your eyes from the floor.

You preferred not to wonder why the questions became more and more personal each time, and the inquisitor's hand began to rest on your thigh.

You preferred not to remember or ask questions when you were pulled out of your cell and brought to the chambers of the lady Inquisitor.

Perhaps it was not a great price to pay for being well fed and having access to a warm shower and a large apartment in exchange for your mistress having access to your body at any time. Sometimes she was forced to leave for long periods, but each time she returned your body ached for the next week and you hardly got out of bed.

Perhaps you too are doing some work for the God-Emperor, helping one of his loyal servants cope with the strain of her duty.

Shadow on the wall.

Warnings: yandere, mention of murders, persecution, obsession, possession.

You froze, huddled under the table. Listening to the sounds and to your ancient instincts, telling you to freeze and become as small as possible, unnoticeable to whoever is in your apartment.

You never expected that your apartment, which you thought was the safest place on earth, would turn out to be a nightmare trap.

You had no idea the evening would end like this. You had no idea that the sound of a light scratching on your front door was anything more significant than a wild or stray animal. This was your price for the mistake.

Horror gripped your organs with an icy, clawed paw, forcing you to swallow your cries and any sounds.

Now you were remembering all the weird shit that happened this week.

But what was the first sign?

A pack of stray dogs disappearing? A lonely Blood Angel wandering around your front door? Maybe a couple of your friends are missing? Or maybe scary ruby-red eyes looking into your windows at night? It doesn't matter now. It's too late...

You hold your breath listening to the sounds in your apartment. It's so damn quiet. As if even the neighbors don't exist through the wall.

Maybe it's gone?

Your hopes were not destined to come true, because a huge figure covered you with a shadow under the table.

Mortarion x girlfriend reader When the other villagers saw him as a stranger, she saw him as a man who just wanted to be loved. During a great crusade across the galaxy, on the Death Guard's flagship, Mortarion marries and feels happy for the first time in a long time. Typhus kidnaps Y/N and forces her to enter the service of the god Nurgle under threat of Mortarion's death. Nurgle takes a liking to her and makes her a princess of decay. After centuries in Nurgle's garden, she meets Mortarion and explains everything to him. They both hate their forms, but they have no choice but to suffer forever.

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What is sorrow to the living is joy to the dead.

Warnings: mention of rot and insects, mention of loss, soft yandere.

You were different.

Mortarion knew it from the start, when you spoke to him without fear back on Barbarus. To others there he was as much a monster as his foster father, but not to you.

And when the time came to join the Emperor's Great Crusade, you stepped into the stars as fearlessly as you did that day, stepping out to meet him.

At first, everything was a bit complicated between you, but then it became easier, you got used to each other, liked each other, and then got married. Realized that you can't live without each other.

The Primarch of the 14th Legion never thought he would be ready for such great responsibility, nor did he think he deserved your affection, but you have calmed his troubled soul.

Your souls merged in a sacred marriage, becoming one and it seemed that nothing could separate you, but then the Horus Heresy came, and then, as if that weren't enough, Grandfather Nurgle. But you were together, so it wasn't all that bad, right?

No. Even you were taken from him, his ungrateful son Typhus stole you. That little bastard...

The Swarm Lord hid you in the Gardens of Nurgle, where Grandfather blessed you (or cursed you?) generously.

Mortarion's existence became a torment, not only because of his hideous new appearance, but also because he did not know what had happened to you or where you were. His soul was torn and torn in a fever.

His only source of joy, love and comfort was taken away from him and the Prince of Decay had nothing left to cling to. Until you were reunited again, though now you were more like a larva or caterpillar.

Burying his face in your gelatinous flesh, he realized the rotten tears.

You were together again and he made a promise to himself to get you both out at any cost, even if it was just a lie and you both were stuck here forever.