#they’re just so wholesome

[profoundlyfaded]

I’m now thinking about some romance related headcanon’s for Yaryna (MW Reaper) and Emmrich that seem locked in my skull. Yaryna is she/her but I hope anyone who romances Emmrich with another gender identity will enjoy this as well.

At her request, Emmrich calls her by her real name in private. As the Necropolis foundling, her name is the core she built herself around. Her name is important for her.

Their courtship begins after the first visit to the Memorial Gardens, but really ramps up after Wiesshaupt. They often visit many of the other gardens across the Necropolis walking side by side, sometimes with Yaryna’s arm tucked into the crook of his elbow.

Emmrich often leaves flowers in her room, hand picked bunches tied with ribbon; sometimes from the various gardens of the Necropolis, sometimes its flowers growing around the Lighthouse, or from the places they visit. After affirming their relationship, Shrouds Kiss often appears in these arrangements even if they aren’t native companions to the rest of the flowers.

Yaryna starts making Emmrich a death shroud (in my head canon this is an acceptable gift between necromancers in Navarra) as her main project which she would later gift to him when his acceptance of death improves. An ornate work, it features motifs from their adventures both during and after The Veilguard.

They share their first kiss shortly after he shows her the deeper fade. Seeking each other out as promised, their first kiss is on his balcony, slow, tender.

Neve is the first one to realise they are seeing each other; she catches the little glances, the tender but otherwise unnecessary touches, finding the pair together in the library or laughing over the stove as they make a pot of tea. [Expanded here in Waterfront Gossip]

Harding is the second one to twig, knowing something is different and it’s Neve that spells it out for her.

Davrin is the last to find out, catching them in an intimate dance; he tactfully withdraws to leave them to it but around the table thinking he’s got the news of the century, he gets shot down as the others all tell him they knew/noticed.

The first time they make love is after clearing the Blight Eruption. After catching Yaryna examine the formally dormant flowers, Emmrich knows himself to be utterly taken by this woman. He takes her back to the Necropolis for dinner, ending the night in his apartment (I imagine him having old Oxford style university digs) and he forgoes his morning stretches to stay in bed with Yaryna. More here -

While trapped in the Fade, Emmrich often returns to Yaryna’s room just to be close to her. At first searching for a way to try and communicate with her as she did with Solas. He eventually peaks at a journal she had left on a shelf, apparently bulging with notes - he discovers she’s been pressing some of the flowers he brings her and there are sketches of some of the gifts he’s given her. Her last entry stating ‘will he ever realise I’ll love him no matter what’ breaks his heart. More here -

During her time in the Fade, Emmrich buys an engagement ring, deciding that once he gets her back, he’s never letting anything part them. He proposes a few days after their victory and they marry two months later.

There, there is the brainrot.

As an aside note to the death shroud thing, I can confirm that Yaryna also makes a simpler one for Lucanis, which she sends to him without context a few years after Veilguard ends. It goes over exactly as expected.

[juniorssun]

PLS THEYRE SO CUTE

happy birthday jayden ❣️

+ bonus

[zsbrainrot]

For Infinity 🩵❤️

[tornado1992]

He’s the best friend, brother, mom, dad, and picket fence!

[ricky-mortis]

Curtwen Week Day 1: Pre Canon/London <3 :)

[did-you-expect-this]

Klink taking his fatherly duties seriously (and being judged by Hogan)

[lethality-of-dual-strike]

remember that episode of Fairly OddParents when they sent Cupid to super hell for being gay? I sure do, it makes me cry every time 💔

(Reupload cause I had to fix a mistake. if you saw the original uh no you didn’t I definitely didn’t forget to draw Juandissimo’s goatee)

[kairithemang0]

I don’t care if love loses at one point they were happy and that’s what matters

[vee-lociraptor]

“jarthur angst” this and “kayne doesn’t keep his promise” that. no. post s5 au where they’re all happy. john gets his own body and faroe is back and they’re happy and it works out. john and arthur start working as private detectives and they’re raising faroe together and everything is fine. do i have to write a fanfic because i’ll write a fanfic

[trunklewunjle]

(VOLUME WARNING) I’m easily persuaded, I will post this here, i love them so much they’re my life

Killer belongs to rahafwabas

Nightmear belongs to Jokublog

[smeraldo-heart]

Senator’s Ward AU

Reflecting- Compassion

Cal and Padmé take their very first holophoto, at the start of Cal’s mission to protect the Senator.

Calla Kann-Amidala makes his first appearance in the galaxy and Senator Padmé Amidala gains a family member.

Minific below, including my headcanon of Naboo culture- “mirroring”, imitating someone else’s appearance to show your admiration and respect for them.

‼️Minific:

“Senator Amidala?” Cal asked hesitantly, focused entirely on his face in the mirror.

“Call me Padmé, Cal.” Senator Amidala- no, Padmé- smiled gently from over where she was pinning up her elaborate hairpieces. “Is anything the matter?”

Cal had similar hairpieces too, ornate twisting ones that they had somehow got in his exact shade of red despite the short time constraints. A handmaiden was helping pin them in for him, having already done his makeup. That was what he was staring at right now, taken aback by the delicate scarlet staining his skin.

“No, Senator- I mean, Padmé,” Cal said, stumbling over the politeness he’d had drilled into him since childhood. Now he had to act like he was related to Padmé, and knew her quite well too. There was a lot to learn, and Cal wasn’t sure if he’d ever been a good liar.

“Just…why these?” Cal asked, gesturing to his face markings. As he jostled the handmaiden doing his hair, he grimaced apologetically, the other woman just shrugging it off cheerily.

“Hmm?” Padmé walked over to Cal and then hummed in realisation as she took in his face.

She was similarly made up, except her skin was completely covered over with white and she didn’t have the red lines over her eyes like Cal did. Padmé had mentioned something earlier about her makeup being reminiscent of when she was Queen, but Cal hadn’t quite been listening over where he was chewing his fingernails in anxiety.

Master Tapal would have been admonishing him for the habit right now, but he wasn’t here.

Cal’s Master still accompanied him, but they could only be Master and Padawan in secret. Their new missions didn’t allow for the openly broadcasted apprenticeship Jedi usually have, Master Tapal given the task of protecting the Senator overtly with a small guard of clones and Cal covertly using his psychometry to prevent any assassinations before they happened. That was why Cal was now currently Calla Kann-Amidala, not Kestis, the young cousin of Naboo Senator Padmé Amidala.

A Jedi who couldn’t be a Jedi, a Padawan without a braid, a secret in the Senate.

“Ah, your markings.” His new cousin sighed in realisation, beautifully painted lips pursing. “It’s customary in high Naboo culture to have symbols like this on your face.”

“Is there a meaning?” Cal asked, mystified by the red lines and dots panning his face. He didn’t have the white foundation the Senator had, the other having refused to have his impressing array of freckles covered up even for one holophoto.

“Not to the markings themselves necessarily, but to who they relate to.” Padmé pointed to her own face then, painted like a work of art. “It’s Naboo tradition to ‘mirror’ someone you respect in your appearance, to show your admiration for them.”

“That’s why you have the dots on your cheeks and line on your lip, like I do.” The Senator continued, pointing to Cal’s reflection. “The Council thought it best if we showed we were close to eachother in this way, to keep up appearances.”

Cal didn’t answer, still leant close to the mirror in inspection.

“If you don’t like it, you don’t have to have it.” Padmé frowned in concern at his quietness. “I’m sure we can do something different.”

“You said it means admiration?” Cal checked.

Padmé nodded, waiting patiently for Cal’s decision.

Even though he didn’t know the Senator very well yet, Cal could tell she was a woman worth admiring. He’d only ever heard tales of the once Queen of Naboo, as kind as she was fierce, and as fierce as she was dedicated. One of the Senators who strived most for peace, compassionate even to a child she’d barely just met, and she was to be Cal’s new “family.”

If Padmé wasn’t a person worth “mirroring” for, then who was?

Coming to a decision, Cal beamed at his reflection, the dots and lines pulling up and creasing in happiness.

“I’ll keep it.” Cal grinned. He liked the meaning.

Padmé smiled softly in return and held her hand out, waiting for Cal’s small hand to land in hers before they strode off together. They had a holophoto to take.

[pegging-satan]

I love the bsd Wiki. What I’m saying is, Ranpoe sleepover! Ranpoe sleepover! Ranpoe sleepover! Ranpoe sleepover!

[coconut530]

BITTERSWEET REUNIONS

[tornado1992]

A lot of Tails’ stuff being blue, most of Sonic’s belongings having a hint of yellow.

[pengtheplush]

The polls decree and so I shall deliver!

[frameconfessions]

I want Eleanor to do my makeup. 🥺👉👈