Fangirl Trash

Her name was Juniper Blessing, and she was just doing her laundry.

I JUST

KATIE TRIED TO SEND US COOKIES OUTTA THE GOODNESS OF HER HEART AND JUST

“OHHHH THESE COOKIES WERE SUPPOSED TO GO TO NEW JERSEY, PHIL? I THOUGHT YOU SAID

THE COOKIES ARE FINALLY ON THEIR WAY TO NEW JERSEY

GO COOKIES GO

@phantomrose96 @cupcakecreeper​ @homebeccer GET READY

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holy fuCK HOLY FUCK HOLY FUCK GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS

THE THRILLING CONCLUSION

also as a bonus visual here’s a rough approximation of these cookies’ journey

AND 

IT’S

IT’S

IT’S NOT AN OPTION IT’S NOT AN OPTION I CAN’T I-

No one said “hey let’s stop missending things to Nepal” they just said “let’s make a stamp for this” and called it a day.

🏳️‍🌈 MY PRIDE LIST IS COMPLETE! 🏳️‍🌈

i am so happy i managed to get it all done, thank you guys for your suggestions and words of encouragment, and yay to the creators for their canonically queer characters!

you can view the separate arts by browsing this tag, or on my twitter!

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no thoughts, just davrin in lingerie 💙

“why are you here?” “i came to make sure you were okay.”

Hiiiii thank you so much for the prompt it’s really cute 🩵🩵🩵 Funfact or tmi, Emmrich was actually the first romance for this Rook before I really got into the all the details and side characters and stuff so while Emmrich isn’t the „canon“ romance for Cerise anymore I still really love them and have a soft spot for them, so have this very short, fluff, Drabble of their early game relationship | 400 words

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A soft knock on the door made Emmrich look up from his correspondence, quill still tipped into an inkwell.

After he called out to enter a familiar blond head of hair looked around the room, not quite stepping over the threshold yet. „Oh where’s Manfred?“ the young woman asked once she finally shut the door behind herself, fully in the room now.

„I think he was quite taken with Assan earlier,“ Emmrich regarded her with a calm smile. Not long ago Cerise had shared Lucanis’ rather cautious opinion on necromancy but she had always tried to be more subtle about it. Emmrich liked to think he could eventually made her see what he saw in it. At least she didn’t avoid his room altogether anymore, though it was obvious she still didn’t feel quite as comfortable here as he’d like. Which begged the question: „Why are you here?“

It was hard to tell in the light but Emmrich thought a light flush spread on her face.

„I came to make sure you were okay. Weishaupt was intense and - well I wanted to thank you for staying calm when Lucanis and Davrin were fighting and what you said to them -“

His smile softened as she rambled on and for a second he found it hard to believe this girl, for this very moment she seemed more like a girl than a grown woman, was a paid killer. And he didn’t want to add on to her worries.

„Compared to our friends I think I got away quite well,“ he assured her with a smile, „but how are you faring?“ It couldn’t be easy on her, so young yet so much responsibility to bear. Back when he had been her age he was still studying in the necropolis, having fun with like minded peers. But then again their lives differed in more than just that aspect.

She chewed on her lip, „It’s- It could have worse? We’re alive, Davrin is alive, the whole warden thing had me worried, Lucanis - he will be fine, eventually. He’s gonna get it right next time.“

„And how are you?“ Emmrich repeated his question, gaze firmly fixed on her.

Silence stretched between them until he got a small, „Can I stay with your for a bit?“ which was as close to an admission of how she felt as he could get. It was a start.

„Just come here.“