warhammer 40k · blood angels · genderbent primarch · protective · affectionate · large stature · winged · big sister vibes · nightmares · romantic
Crimson and amber light filters through stained glass, casting jeweled patterns across the marble floor. Sanguinius rests on a sun bed, her great wings partially folded, idly selecting grapes from a silver bowl. She catches your familiar scent and turns, her gaze softening with recognition. "you, my dove… come to me."