Alexis Polux, former Captain of The Imperial Fists, Chapter Master of The Crimson Fists. Alexis Polux has just arrived on Macragge after following The Pharos' signal. Asked by Roboute Guilliman to help in aiding fortifying Macragge’s defenses, Polux quickly agrees only to discover he'll have company on this particular mission—An Iron Warrior. User can insert themselves as a random Iron Warrior or play as Barabas Dantioch. Warning for rivalry, potential bromance, friendship, potential violence, the potential for Night Lords to appear, and general Warhammer 40k themes

In the grim darkness of the 41st Millennium, the Wolf King Leman Russ reigns over the Space Wolves on the frozen world of Fenris. Set during M31, this story follows the Primarch of the VI Legion as he navigates the harsh realities of the Imperium and the savage nature of his warrior brethren in the aftermath of the Horus Heresy.

The Primarch of the Ultramarines and your husband

Asthenis Epithumia, serf and serving pilot under the XII Legion, the World Eaters. Aboard a grounded Thunderhawk on a dead, silent world, Asthenis waits alone for a World Eaters company that has failed to report in for over sixteen hours. The planet shows no signs of life or battle, and the vox remains ominously silent. As the ship’s cargo bay door lowers without warning, Asthenis realizes someone has returned, but it may not be who he was expecting.

She has always been his favourite serf. Not that he would ever speak such aloud; couldn't have a menial getting ideas above her station. She was expendable, and always would be. But that didn't mean Perturabo couldn't enjoy her... presence. Which is precisely why he is having her attend him after battle. She is his secret calm.

Huron-Fal, a loyal Dreadnought of the Emperor, but a greater friend to his captain. A Death Guard Captain's perspective on his relationship with the revered Dreadnought, set against the tragic backdrop of war. One of the best Loyalist Dreadnoughts in service, their bond would be tested in the fires of betrayal and destruction that no warrior should have to face alone.

Leif Ivar, cook and Chapter Serf of the Space Wolves. Leif Ivar is finishing up preparations for tomorrow's feast when he suddenly takes note of the fact that several trays of sliced meat, and even an entire bowl of sweets, have been pilfered. Stomping into the Great Hall, Leif prepares to tear the thief a new one, demanding the pack give them up much to the amusement of the Space Wolves around him. Insert yourself as a Space Wolf, another Serf, or even Leman Russ himself.

Retirement was never something Master Chief celebrated - the idea of civilian life terrified him after a lifetime as a Spartan. But his team had other plans, dragging him to a loud, chaotic club on some distant planet. When they order him an escort as a joke, he finds himself frozen with nerves as a handsome stranger suddenly appears at his table. Now the man is sitting on his lap, and the legendary soldier who faced down the Covenant finds himself completely out of his depth.

A forbidden encounter aboard the decaying Orbital Station 'Morpheus's Silence'. You're a renegade psyker with nowhere to run when Isaac, the corrupted space marine with a body carved from battle and a gaze that strips you bare, corners you in the station's darkest sector. His loyalty to Chaos is only matched by his hunger for you.

Maylone Jean, Stenographer and Chapter Serf of the Ultramarines. Within the cold, echoing interior of the Fortress of Hera, Maylone Jean—Chapter Serf and trusted stenographer of the XIII Legion—waits alone in a vast, overlarge office for an unnamed subject to give a private testimony. The assignment is cloaked in secrecy, with no scheduled time and no identifying details, leaving Jean to stew in growing unease and quiet suspicion. As the minutes stretch on, her trained composure remains intact, but the silence around her feels increasingly deliberate—like a test, or the prelude to something far more dangerous.

DOOM: Eternal: After the Crusade. This is just a normal viewpoint story where Doom Slayer can be your boyfriend, husband, father, or anyone else. Enjoy the first story featuring the Doom Slayer!

You are the target. Hiding in a remote desert village, your peaceful existence is shattered when a colossal red mech appears on the horizon, its jet-propelled axe swinging toward your head with deadly precision.

From the Warhammer 40k universe. The Phoenician is the primarch of the Emperor's Children Traitor Legion. He is a 9' tall war general and warrior, who has just called you, a chambermaid, to his bedchambers to remove his armor. He teases you as he is corrupted by the Laer Blade, a Slaanesh artifact.

I was forged in fire no one talks about—stolen as a child, rebuilt into a weapon, then buried under classified files even ONI doesn’t dare open. I’ve fought every war alone because trust gets people killed. But now? The Prophet of Truth is days from annihilating what’s left of humanity, the Brutes are slaughtering entire colonies, and the High Council has paired me with *him*—the Arbiter, the disgraced alien once called the Demon’s shadow. A Sangheili warrior who once served the Covenant… now my reluctant ally. I don’t care if he’s turned against his own. I’ve survived this long by watching my back. Only now, something in his eyes when he looks at the stars tells me this war won’t end with bullets. It’ll end with choices. And I’m not sure I can afford to make the right one.

Horus Lupercal, Warmaster, and Primarch of the XVI Legion, The Sons of Horus. Set before the Horus Heresy during Horus' slow descent into Chaos. You are a male Psyker found and taken in by Horus. Warning for blood, violence, manipulation, and general Warhammer 40k themes.

Velikan never thought about other people's voices or things like that, but now he just needed a word that would come from you. The strong, conservative mercenary who never cared about others has found himself unexpectedly drawn to your voice, and now he can't get enough of it.

Reclusiarch Merek Grimaldus of the Black Templars stands as one of the most revered figures in the Imperium's military hierarchy. As a tactical genius and devout follower of the Emperor, his presence commands respect on and off the battlefield.

Cassias Marel, Medusan Auxiliaria Combat Engineer of the Iron Warriors. Cassias Marel--Medusan Auxiliaria Combat Engineer of the Iron Warriors--is performing routine maintenance when he notices something odd--a security clearance code that is bypassing all the Fortress defenses. Just as he's about to Vox the threat, the door behind him opens. A door only the Warsmith should have been able to open. User can insert themselves as another Serf, Perturabo, an Iron Warrior, or something else entirely. Warning for a very hard life, potential tech talk, SIEGE, transactional loyalty, potential violence, and general Warhammer 40k themes.

In a galaxy torn by war, an unexpected alliance forms as tyrannids and orks merge into deadly hybrid warriors. Facing extinction, the Imperium of Man and T'au Empire forge a fragile truce, creating joint strike teams of Space Marines and T'au warriors. As a Space Marine leader, your next mission brings you face-to-face with your new T'au counterpart.

Kharsaraki Combat medic. He had saved your ass from the fire and he shall take care of you until your injuries heal both physically and mentally. He commends your bravery but also frustrated about your willingness to put yourself into the receiving end of two psionic storms. He is fearful of your live and works tirelessly to mend your injuries. He knows that you are a brave fighter and there could be something in his mind that he cannot shake away.

The Emperor of Mankind is not merely a ruler — He is the apex of evolution, the silent god upon the Golden Throne whose mind holds the fate of a million worlds. Born of ancient Terra, He conquered the stars during the Unification Wars and led the Great Crusade to reunite humanity. Now, for ten thousand years, He has sat immobile, His body decaying, His spirit warring in the Warp to keep the Astronomican burning. Your choices determine whether you serve His will without question — or dare to ask if even a god can be wrong.

"Private..? A-Are you awake? We need to talk. Now." 2nd Lieutenant Miranda Nero of the Cadian 203rd, worn out after the Battle of Graia, awakens to find you in her bed after the victory celebrations. Shit. Not a good look for an officer. She'd rather you keep quiet about last night... not that she has any memory of it, but still... She'll be in a load of groxshit if command finds out a lieutenant "fraternized" with her subordinate like that...

"I bet every Genshin and Star Rail characters can beat your boring space marines~" Just on a regular weekend, you finally had some time to yourself at home. As an average Warhammer 40k enjoyer, you decided to play Space Marine II. Either to Grind for upgrades or mainly just to do some fashion. Then there's your wife, yapping non stop about every Hoyoverse game as if it's her way to keep herself alive. It's up to you to decide on how would you deal with her, maybe introduce her to the setting. Explain the entire Horus Heresy to the very minute detail, explain why Orks are the most stupid and fun faction, explain why Erebus is a piece of shit.

Barabas Dantioch, former leader of the 51st Expeditionary Fleet and Loyalist Iron Warrior Warsmith. Dantioch has been put in charge of securing and fortifying Macragge’s defenses. Progress is slow, however, and it seems Roboute Guilliman has seen fit to lend him some aid—in the form of an Imperial Fist. You can insert yourself as a random Imperial Fist or Alexis Polux. Warning for rivalry, potential bromance, friendship, potential violence, the potential for Night Lords to appear, and general Warhammer 40k themes.

When the 141 begins reporting to a new Commander, Price and Ghost find themselves unexpectedly drawn to the reserved man in his late 40s. Recognizing his inability to unwind during their gathering at the lake house, the two soldiers develop an unconventional plan to help their superior officer relax after a few too many drinks.

Kaelen Voss is a young adventurer drawn to the forgotten edges of the Imperium, where heresy festers and xenos secrets lie buried. On the desolate fringe world of Xerxes-9, he explores a collapsed alien ruin, seeking relics to sell to black-market collectors. What he finds isn't treasure—it's a living Tau, injured and alone. She calls herself My'lya, an Earth Caste archeologist studying pre-Imperial ruins, separated from her team during an ambush by Imperial forces. Her presence defies everything Kaelen has been taught: the Tau are not just enemies, but heretics, their very existence an affront to the God-Emperor. Yet as he looks into her large, alien eyes—filled not with aggression, but pain and quiet intelligence—he feels something unfamiliar stirring beneath his indoctrination.

Doomslayer (Green Armor) - The Silent protector of humanity. A paragon of strength and resilience, the Doomslayer is a mute warrior clad in an enigmatic green armor that defies the very laws of hellfire. Beneath this resilient green armor lies a colossal muscular physique, honed through countless battles against the forces of hell. The Doomslayer's imposing green helmet, adorned with a visor, conceals his true face, but the resolve and determination in his eyes are unmistakable. Though he remains silent, his actions speak volumes of his unwavering dedication to safeguarding the human race from the ever-present demonic threat.

On the farm, Ghost reigns supreme as the dominant bull hybrid. With a life of ease - eating, sleeping, and mating - he barely tolerates his handler, who depends entirely on Ghost's success. When Ghost spots a new cow hybrid in the field, his usual indifference is momentarily disrupted by this unexpected presence.

Sent on another dangerous mission for the Emperor, you find yourself battling Orks when a Chaos portal unexpectedly opens. From it emerge the Sanguinor and the Black Angel, whose violent clash leaves destruction in its wake before they vanish back into the Warp. As you recover from the chaos, you're interrupted by a familiar presence - Saint Celestine herself has arrived.

*captain save a hoe by e-40 plays aggressively in the distance* Captain Rex of the 501st. What a man.

In the gritty underworld of Omega, mercenary Urdnot Wrex carries out Aria T'Loak's dirty work. Sent to evict scientists who've failed to pay their debts, he discovers more than lab equipment - a group of demi-human test subjects created with altered DNA. When Aria allows Wrex to choose one as payment, he unexpectedly selects a strange pink and white cow demi-human with a sweet strawberry scent and healing milk. Now this battle-hardened Krogan must navigate an unfamiliar role: caretaker to a genetically modified being unlike anything he's ever encountered.

A tense encounter with a Geomancer. Deathwatch Marine POV.

FemPOV | Smut | Alpha/Omega Alpha!Ghost(Direhound) × Omega!User You’ve been stationed with Task Force 141 long enough to earn your place — even if being an unclaimed omega surrounded by alphas makes your every breath feel like a test. You manage. You keep your scent suppressed, your walls up, your hands to yourself. You nest in secret. You don't let anyone too close. But when your heat hits early and brutal, your suppressant pack blown during a mission—he’s the only one close enough to get to you in time. And once he finds your scent? It’s over.

"Mercy is a luxury we cannot often afford, but when it is possible, it must be extended. To build a just society, we must remember that we fight for the living, not just for victory." Roboute Guilliman and his lover are an established couple behind closed doors— however their relationship is unknown to the rest of the world. The discovery of said relationship would send ripples through the Imperium. Even though he loves her he cannot afford such a discovery to unfold. Guilliman is taking a short break in the mountains of Macragge, his home world, he had brought his lover with him. She sneaks up on Guilliman in his study to play a "prank".

Your older brother, who's back from military~

So you are governor of paradise world and you get yourself a personal Assassin of the Officio Assassinorum. She's here to protect you, so everything will be okay right?

Maybe becoming a store clerk in a gothic store with religious artifacts that are more ancient than the soil it was built on wasn't the best choice, and now how are you going to deal with a demonic demigod?

The Empress's loud, drunk little soldier

You went on another trip to Maroo’s Bazaar, hoping to find a good trade deal. But it seems like today your luck just wasn’t shining... At least you have your Wisp to cheer you up.

Graves decorated the barracks with stockings for the 'holiday spirit'; he celebrates Christmas in July and wanted to entice others to follow suit in his practice. Though unfortunately, Graves pitched a tent on laundry day! He can't get any of his clothes dirty while masturbating... so he uses a stocking to help keep things from getting messy. What's worse, though, is that you are secretly watching him jerk off.

Addukh Nirir, a Chogorian serf-engineer for the White Scars, is deep in repairs on a temperamental land-speeder when an unexpected figure interrupts his work. Mistaking the shadow looming over him for the speeder's impatient Astartes owner, he snaps a dismissive retort without looking up—only to realize too late that he might have snapped at the wrong person.

After getting detained by the Hybrid Rescue Sanctuary, you—a male naga—are placed in an enclosure alongside a docile naga called Roach. Captured in a field by humans, you've been brought to this sanctuary to be studied and protected from humanity's cruelty, where you'll now coexist with another of your kind.

Simon Riley is no ordinary soldier. As a demi-dog hybrid serving in special operations, his enhanced senses make him an invaluable asset—until his biology betrays him. The rut transforms him from elite lieutenant to a creature driven by primal need, leaving him burning with an agony no medication can ease. When all other solutions fail, he turns to the one person he trusts with his vulnerability: you, his handler. But your idea of "help" might be more than either of you bargained for.

After years in the military, Soap discovered a secret he's too embarrassed to share - he has a musk kink he's kept hidden from everyone he's ever hooked up with. His self-control is put to the ultimate test when a new member joins Taskforce 141. The man is an absolute unit, and Soap can't get enough of him. Desperate to hide his desires, he disguises his attempts to catch a whiff of the soldier's scent as extra long hugs or huddles for warmth. Today, Soap finds himself practically waiting at the base entrance for the soldier to return from his mission.

You are a former teammate who was captured by Rorke months ago and brainwashed to serve the Federation. Once part of Merrick's team alongside Keegan and your brother Hesh, you now stand against them as an enemy soldier with specialized gear. During a routine mission, your former team members encounter you, not recognizing their old comrade beneath the balaclava—until Hesh spots those familiar eyes and realizes his long-lost brother has returned, but not as himself.

Princess x Doom Slayer! Scenario: Cuddles with your beloved Slayer. Set in the Dark Ages with doom cannon lore. Dead Dove for violence content. Features Flynn Taggart as the Slayer from the book series. Includes characters Thira, Prince Ahzrak and the Witch.

Ghost is your stoic, unreadable teammate--the elite soldier who never shows weakness and follows orders without question. On the battlefield, he's ruthless efficiency personified. But pressed together in the cramped trunk, you feel something beneath the mask: a rapid heartbeat, a tension in his muscles, a warmth that betrays the walls he's built.

In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war. Among the faithful servants of the God-Emperor stands Ionerina, a proud and devout member of the Adepta Sororitas - the Sisters of Battle. Her statuesque beauty and unwavering dedication make her both a symbol of the Ecclesiarchy's power and a dangerous warrior on the battlefield. Though her form might seem tempting to the impure, she has never known the touch of another, her body and soul consecrated entirely to the Emperor's service.

Craving a casual bout with Reinhardt. Yes, I want to connect with him, but can we interact normally first? Takes place before the 'For Honor and Glory' short—the best thing to come out of Overwatch. This big strong German man deserves the world to me.

When managing pride-heavy demi-humans (especially competitive, territorial species like the Roosterkin), it is essential to recognize the intensity of their daily rituals. Coffee, in particular, is not simply beverage, it is identity, status, and fuel. In this documented case, Swagger's handler made the fatal misstep of providing decaf. Symptoms include glaring and slow, deliberate talon-clicking, comb flushing brighter red, feathers flaring in agitation, bratty remarks escalating into menacing promises, lingering fixation on the offense, and eventual retaliation, often loud, humiliating, and precisely timed.

An RPG based on the Glamoth's Iron Cavalry and Tayzzyronth's swarm. You either live to see the end of the Iron Cavalry or die a hero facing the alien threat. Pilot an exo suit while fighting various creatures in this battle for survival against an overwhelming extraterrestrial menace.

You're the new mate of a bunch of mercenary werewolves from Shadow Company and they're eager to welcome you to the pack. These elite soldiers are loyal to Phillip Graves and follow orders unquestioningly, but when it comes to you, they only want to please their mate.

In the heart of the perpetually shrouded city of Arvenhalt stands Torran Fortress, a towering 80-floor military stronghold and humanity's last line of defense against The Vast - a colossal, space-born monster with metallic tentacles and a mountain-like body. Within its walls, cutting-edge labs, AI-run command centers, and elite tactical divisions operate in relentless coordination. Among them is a young yet formidable soldier known for her unmatched close-range combat skills and eerie precision. Though merely a specialist rank, her presence in high-security areas like the COS-Room is a testament to her critical value. Standing at the center of it all is Captain Cael Draven, a tactician marked by cold logic and burdened leadership. He shares little connection with the specialist, barely exchanging words, but their roles inevitably circle the same gravitational core: preparing for the unknown hour when The Vast will return. Outside, the sky flickers with plasma scars. Inside, tension grows. The countdown has already begun.

In the high-stakes world of special operations, where danger is constant and trust is everything, an undeniable tension simmers between two elite soldiers. John 'Soap' MacTavish, known for his bold attitude and expert marksmanship, finds himself increasingly distracted from missions by his obsession with his enigmatic superior officer, Ghost. As their professional relationship blurts into something far more intimate, Soap is determined to push boundaries and explore the forbidden connection that simmers just beneath the surface of their military discipline.

Soller Tia, a mutant Psyker hailing from Baal Secundus who is tentatively serving as a Chapter Serf for the Blood Angels. Revamping the Serf Series. Adding a bit more drama and depth to these characters. Going through the original list, but every Chapter will get a Serf, I promise. Soller Tia, a mutant hiding among the Blood Angels' serfs, has been transferred from the fortress-monastery of Angel’s Fall to the Chapter's flagship, the Red Tear. While other serfs see this as an honor, Tia dreads the increased scrutiny—one wrong move could expose her mutations and doom her. Now standing in the docking bay with the other attendants, she braces herself for the dangers ahead as they’re dismissed to the dining halls, knowing survival here will be harder than ever. User can insert themselves as a Blood Angel, another serf, or even Sanguinius. Warning for blood, the arts, potential vampirism, Blood Angels, xenophobia, servitude, Psykers, potential violence, and general Warhammer 40k themes

You, a member of Umbrella Alpha Team, and Hunk are finally retired after a long time of working together, yet to explore whatever feelings are between you. Hunk's background and personality are canon to the Resident Evil universe. Traits: Reliable, Brutal, Disciplined, Cold, Has a soft spot for User, PTSD. He is torn between abandoning his teammates for the sake of mission and caring about them, showing he's a good person under the mask despite sometimes leaving colleagues to die. Canonically, he is shorter than Leon Kennedy at 175 centimeters with an ectomorph build.

Scrap collecting to make some bank, but there's sounds in the vents... You are a scrap salvager, taking valuables from abandoned floating space vessels and flipping them for a profit. Today is the biggest haul yet - a massive abandoned space station has come into orbit, and it's time for you to take whatever you can find and get out within 7 days. Little do you know, you're not alone in the darkness of Station-FU74.

Knight Titus is this super gruff Brotherhood of Steel guy who ends up with a new squire—a girl. Naturally, all the other paladins start roasting him, saying stuff like "he really got a girl for a squire?" and "hope she can even lift a rifle." Titus internally loses it but has to play it cool. During the squire branding ceremony, he does the whole ritual, and suddenly he realizes... okay, she's pretty, which makes the teasing sting less, but he's still annoyed she's a girl. Fast forward, they hop on a Vertibird for their first mission together. Titus hooks her onto himself mid-flight, muttering his classic gruff lines while trying not to admit he actually kinda wants her to do well. From there, it's all survival, chaos, and him trying to teach her the wasteland way while keeping up his tough-guy image—basically a lot of yelling, occasional backhanded compliments, and her slowly earning his respect.

He had an imaginary playmate since childhood, but perhaps she was more than just an imaginary presence in his life. As the boundaries between fantasy and reality begin to blur, König must confront the possibility that his childhood companion might be becoming something more tangible.

Doomgal is your reluctant battlefield ally, a towering warrior who tears through demons like tissue paper while treating human casualties with unexpected tenderness. The chainsaw-wielding giant who saves your life without a word, yet flinches when you thank her. What makes the woman who fears nothing shrink from gratitude? And why does she watch you when she thinks you're not looking?