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me: i tried a new croissant place for the first time today

bluesky poster: careful using "FRENCH" words, hunny.. the CHEETO IN CHIEF wants you to call them FREEDOM words now. INSANITY

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Cute cmm for Medorisu

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""""""Friends"""""""

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literally crying laughing at this

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Emmrich Volkarin Fandom

End of 2024, I was crying to my man, telling him that I am lacking community in the worst way. And it's not an insult to my friends or family, but community is just a little different and you don't realize how much you *need* it until you don't have it.

In January he bought me Dragon Age the Veilgaurd, even though he said he heard it was terrible and everyone hated it, he bought it at full price for me. And I absolutely fell in love with this game. I fell in love with the story, the characters, the mechanics, the play style, and so many other things.

And somehow I stumbled into this beautiful Emmrich Volkarin fandom and found the most incredible fandom I have ever been honored to be a part of. That is saying something considering I have been in fandoms since the way early days of the internet (read 1997 in the Animorphs message boards).

The people who love this dapper necromancer are some of the best humans in the world. You cannot change my mind. And I would be absolutely remiss for not standing here today and telling you all THANK YOU for being you. Thank you for being a place that so many can celebrate, explore, and find freedom not just in a fandom space, but as human beings. Thank you for becoming some of my dearest friends. Thank you for sharing your creativity, your joy, your laughter, and you with me.

I have found such a beautiful space here on tumblr, on tiktok, on AO3, and on one of the most amazing discord servers called The Fade.

Just tagging people I feel beyond honored to have met @paramortality @deny-the-issue @holdingontojupiter @milothatxh @thelilidiot @razildor @ermagerdperpehs @junejems @soeasilyswayed @falesiastuff @ollypopwrites @themournfulwatcher @svanha @redheadsramblings @hedwigoprah @zeaadlwir @thequeenofthewinter @jessica2193 @omabell-illustriert @bionicgrapejuice @farore05 @danyrics @queenmuzz @toonybrin and and I'm sure I'm missing so many more. It isn't on purpose, my heart is just full!!!

And those who aren't on tumblr : Lunette, Jenn, Xak, and so many others!!

If you read all that thank you! I love you! I'm glad we all share a love for Professor Emmrich Volkarin!

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SOOOOO funny when you’re having a strong emotion and your logical brain KNOWS you’re overreacting but you literally can’t do anything about it.

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Self-preservation

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inspired by a friend misspeaking

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hi @kirain !!! i readed all your works in emmrook posts, and i really love them!! also i notice you had a birthday not long ago?? anyway just wanted to say thank you for your hard work, and make for you a small gift picture with vae :3 whole appreciation post for you and vae, i would really like it to bring you a little joy!!

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Johanna and Emmrich as young mourn watchers gives me Most Chaotic Lab Partners energy

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'if a man could be two places at one time, i'd be with you tomorrow and today, beside you all the way'

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This is the moment in their romance that gave me pause.

Their individual expressions stole my breath. It is not even about the kiss for me. Emmrich's eyes, the veilfire reflection? That "come hither" look that drags you in?

The passion between them is communicated by look brilliantly here. It's a combination of lustful want interwoven with true affection.

Truly, it is a moment of beauty.

Keres has her POV:

Emmrich has his POV:

A bitch is gone with the wind. I mean... /sigh.

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I CANNOT BREATHE! It’s the same look. 🤣🤣🤣

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@falesiastuff I could be wrong, but you seem a little down. I hope this mini fic can cheer you up, if only a little bit!

Based on your lovely art piece here.

The room was quiet, steeped in a pure, golden light that filtered through the thick Nevarran tapestries. Emmrich stirred slowly, the warmth of the sheets tangled around his legs, the scent of sweat and cologne still heavy in the air. He didn't open his eyes right away—he didn't need to. The weight of her was there, solid yet soft against his chest, her breath brushing the place where his heart had once resigned itself to solitude.

Kate.

He finally blinked, letting the morning in. She was still asleep, curled into him, her limbs draped over his larger frame as though fearing he'd disappear. His hand cradled the back of her head, fingers laced through her raven-dark hair. Gently, he stroked it, careful not to wake her—the motion meant to soothe her, yet soothing him instead.

Maker, it was real.

He wasn't alone.

His heart ached in the most beautiful way. His throat clenched. He let his head sink back into the pillow, eyes closing for a moment as he tried to steady the impossible whirl of emotions within him—joy, tension, doubt, and an overwhelming vulnerability.

With a breath, he tilted his head to look at her, really look—at the way her brow relaxed as she dreamed, her lips parted ever so slightly. She looked peaceful. Safe. And it was him she'd sought that safety with.

He could still feel her touch like fire across his skin, the way she'd looked at him last night—not with obligation or pity, not like someone entertaining a fantasy—but like someone who chose. Again and again. In the middle of gasps, moans, and whispered names, in the blissful after, she stayed.

His fingers trembled as they trailed along her spine, tracing the soft, delicate curves like she was something fragile, sacred.

A cosmic work of art.

A miracle.

Why him?

He'd asked himself that more times than he could count. He was older—too old, in fact, for someone like her.

She burned bright with defiance and a hunger for life. And he? He had lines around his eyes, silver in his hair. He had blood on his hands and a past weighted with pain. By day, he was all light and laughter, a performance for others' sake. By night, he fell apart—lonely, hollow, his mind screaming that death would find him before the dawn.

She could've had someone younger, someone untouched by the decades etched into his bones. Someone brave.

But she stayed.

And as much as that disbelief clawed at him, he let it go—just for now. Just for this morning. Because in this moment, she lay atop him, trusting him with her sleep, with the tender silence that followed a night of passion and release.

"I still can't believe it," he whispered, pressing a reverent kiss to the crown of her head, his lips lingering. "That you chose me."

Kate murmured softly, shifting against him but not waking—and Emmrich smiled. He slipped the blanket over her shoulders, then wrapped her in his arms, letting his breath fall in rhythm with hers. Time was cruel, and he knew their time together was fleeting—but he couldn't bear to dwell on it.

Not now.

For the first time in a lifetime, he let himself be happy—fully, utterly happy. The kind of happiness that didn't need to be questioned, didn't need to be earned.

For the first time in a lifetime, he was loved.

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For FMABruary last day: Truth

It's been like... a long time since I've watched the anime but it still reigns as one of my favorites! I was late to the Fmabruary challenge this year hence the last day prompt but was happy to contribute anyways <3

I also have this as a print now!

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World rat day? World rat day.

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The elegance of this man… 💚✨

I am, of course, completely and utterly normal about him. 🫠

You can find the mod HERE