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Emmrich brings me happiness. I love his character so much. His such a loving and caring person. Interesting, smart, stylish, dashing, and handsome.
I love the way he speaks, his tone, his humbleness, his elegance, and his understanding. Also, his sass to match his ass.
They really blessed us with such an amazing character along with his backstory and quests. His just perfect is so many ways. 😍
💕Emmrich 4 ever 💕
I love the Mourn Watch background so much
My first and probably only fanfic is almost done. I just need to find a way to end it. Then edit it. I'm not sure that I have the convenience to add tags other then my own. I know I am not very smart. I dont really have any skills. It's a struggle to do anything. I do hope that you enjoy it nonetheless.
me right now:
Somebody help Manfred!
I love the idea that, while Emmrich has a long and colorful history when it comes to sex and sensuality, it's been a couple years since he last was involved with anyone. A heart can only stand to be broken so many times in a row, ok, even for a hopeless romantic. Sometimes the weight of loving people who will never stay, who will never want you back, hurts a little too much to breathe. Hurts a little too much to keep trying.
...so he's blindsided when Rook waltzes into his life. Not about falling in love, no-- Emmrich has fallen in love with every person he's fallen into bed with, just about, that's no surprise. It's his body that shocks him, the endless well of desire. They're curled up together lazily on Rook's couch when Emmrich catches the scent of Rook's hair, and it skips straight past his brain and suddenly he's aching hard and edging his hips back, blushing furiously. Anything and everything does him in, it seems-- when Rook shoots him a look under their lashes. When Rook moves particularly gracefully on the battlefield. When Emmrich is taking his turn cooking for the team, and thinks, in passing, of Rook's mouth. When Rook gives him a chaste good night kiss.
He's over fifty, for goodness' sake, he thought he was past this... this embarrassing, undignified nonsense! It was supposed to be one of the vanishingly few positives of growing older!
Just. Honeymoon phase that hits Emmrich like a truck and throws him into a tizzy about his dignity and lack of refinement.
Rook just responds by getting very, very good at identifying the closest semi-private hideyhole to drag Emmrich into. Rook is, needless to say, having the time of their life.
