#kasjory

Marjory Delaqua and Kasmeer Meade for @angrymoss !

FYI Kasjory fans, if you wanna support ANet making their wedding there is a thread already in the forums under EoD and Icebrood suggestions. Since ANet is specifically requesting things you want to see this fits in there!

Arenanet, you owe us not one, but THREE weddings.

And I’m going to draw all of them :P (because those who know me know I love drawing wedding dresses and this is a bonus because TWO wedding dresses!)

Surprise hug/lift off the ground - Stabby

Comfort hug - Kasjory

It was dark. The walls of their home shadowed and dull, new moon's lightless night peering through the windows as Kasmeer walked upstairs.

The home had been Marjory's long before it had been Kasmeer's. The name plate added once she moved in, declaring it theirs, made her soft and a little lovesick. That had been a long time ago, many battles, many reunitings, many lifetimes ago. She adjusted the glasses on her face, hidden by beauty illusions, but even the illusion could not keep them on her softening face.

The stairs creaked a little more each year. Marjory told her that they needed to find a new home, she couldn't manage the stairs as easily anymore. Kasmeer overcame this with portals, grinning as her wife grumbled to herself. Kasmeer's knee twinged as she hit the top stair. That was new, but manageable. Like everything else - new but manageable.

Kasmeer had stepped down from her role late last year and it was... different not being needed the same way. They started attending funerals again - not ones for those lost in battle, but those who died of natural causes. It was new. Neither of them had known anyone to die of natural causes in a long time.

Marjory's back is to her when Kasmeer reached their bedroom. Black hair nearly entirely grey now, only a few streaks of a dull black remaining, Kasmeer always thought she was the most beautiful, charming woman in the room. Any room. Kasmeer sighed in a dreamy romantic way and Marjory turned over her shoulder.

"I may not hear that well, but I will always hear that," Marjory said in a faint voice, a grin on her face. Kasmeer laughed and walked over to her wife.

"I love you," Kasmeer whispered, wrapping her wife in a tight, comforting hug.

"I love you too," Marjory whispered back, her lips pressed into Kasmeer's dress. Kasmeer let the weight of Marjory's head ground her in the moment as her fingers ran through her wife's hair.

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