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Specimen Fidelity Part I

“Hello, dear. How are you feeling?”  

“You keep saying that. Dear is a noun, not a name.”

“Ah. Quite so. You are correct, of course.”  

“Then why don’t you use a name? Didn’t you give me one?”  

The electrodes quiver faintly on her chest as she leans forward, the wires trailing after her like hesitant veins, uncertain of what they carry. Her hand lifts, pale and narrow, almost translucent, and pauses midair with a curious stillness, as if awaiting permission from some internal mechanism. She studies it, turns it over, palm to back, and flexes the fingers in slow, sequential articulation. The movement is utterly ordinary, but something in it fails to convince. It is too precise, too clean, the elegance of imitation rather than origin. Then, without comment, she reaches out and touches the sleeve of his coat.  

She is cold. Of course. Designed to be. He, on the other hand, has always been lukewarm. By inheritance, by habit, by study. There was no one to warm him.  

“Oh, darling,” he murmurs, eyes slipping to the monitor.  

Welcome, Dr. E. Volkarin Localized Intelligence Containment & Hosting (L.I.C.H.) — Phase IV Trial Subject: Reactive Operations–Optimized Kernel // Vessel ID: S-1139 Firmware v7.2.1 — Uplink: Stable // Host Integrity: Confirmed

The interface blooms into life: cool palettes, clinical glyphs, a schematic of her body rotating in the upper corner. Beneath it, cascading metrics: pulse simulation (active), respiratory mimicry (nominal), cortical mesh interface (linked). Her heartbeat scrolls evenly across the screen, projected by the electrodes on her chest: up, down, up, down. Rhythm as ritual. 

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I’m absolutely losing my mind, my sister from another mister @aldisobey went and got a scene from my goofy little Emmrook Ex-Machina AU fic commissioned (!!!) for my birthday by the disgustingly talented @svanha Like?? What did I do to deserve you two angels??? I’m sobbing, screaming, throwing sparkles, this is too much love for my squishy heart 🥹💖 teehee

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I really love this incredibly tender couple. My sweet Emmrich and Adora in modern AU 💞

commission by noviss

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Emmrich & Yuriel for @palenecromaniac !

Dancing has a special magic. Especially when it's necromancers who dance.

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Welcome home, darling! Emmrich & Yuriel

Lovely comissioned by @svanha <3

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Rook x Emmrich, commission for @redeyedruri one of my favourites comic pages I've ever made. They're so in love☺

Commission info

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Forgot to post these here too, “BEST HUGS” series Round 2🤍✨

(with a bonus hug with my Rook)

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@farore05 I genuinely love how in every Emmrook story you write, the plot is universally centered on how Ivy completely upends Emmrich's world by just literally existing 🤣 

Codex: Bond Theory - Farore - [Archive of Our Own]

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Scene from my Dragon Age FanComic and FanFic "Whispers of The Past" Collaboration with the amazing @ollypopwrites Please take a read on her AO3!! She has helped me create Dahlia Ingellvar's backstory, and her writing is AMAZING!

I commissioned the amazing @yelenhol for this 2 page comic! I will be framing this. You are amazing!! 💚💚💚

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So May happened and with that Mermay swept me away from my regularly scheduled Emmrook sketches🫣

However I was still busy with some commissions from the loveliest people from the Fade server🥰

Some of these have been already posted here, and I also have some *heavily* nsfw pieces that I’m planning to post to my Patreon (free), but without full disclosure, enjoy this batch💖

These Rooks belong to:

@redheadsramblings ✨ @paramortality ✨ @thequeenofthewinter ✨ @lenkalost ✨ @bionicgrapejuice ✨ @kirain ✨ @toonybrin ✨ @farore05 ✨

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SOOOO many old sketches :>

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Emmrich "sorry for moaning out loud when you sat down on our couch wearing nothing but an open cardigan that shows off your tits. do you still wanna date me" volkarin

Oh anon that is SO FAR from the only time Emmrich moans at an inappropriate time.

Sorry I moaned out loud when you put your hand on my knee

Sorry I moaned out loud when you gave me a drink from your canteen and I realized I was tasting your spit

Sorry I moaned when you swung too wide during a fight and accidentally slapped me in the face

Sorry I moaned out loud when you took off the socks you'd been wearing for two days straight and wiggled your toes.

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There is some universe where Rook is a young up and coming popstar (Not like teen idol tho she's like. 27.) and she sings songs about Riding Dick and Eating Pussy using cleverly disguised innuendo like sports car and cherry. (They're not clever.) She doesn't write her own lyrics she just sings them with her mouth. When she writes her own songs they're like. Hey does anyone ever think about dying. I lost my mother at a young age and that was WILD. One time I had a transcendental sexual experience with a girl who wouldn't meet my eyes afterward and I was sad about it for a YEAR.

These are good songs but the executives were like. Yikes kid, bummer. How about you sing about partying in Val Royeaux.

I've never EVEN been to Val Royeaux, says Rook. Nobody listens.

Meanwhile Emmrich is a famous pianist. He was a child prodigy and he's been making television appearances since he was eight years old. These days he has a residency with the Nevarran National Symphony Orchestra and only occasionally (Several times a year) makes appearances elsewhere. He's often approached to feature on albums, especially when artists are trying to appeal to a new demographic.

Anyway, Rook's producers are like. You HAVE to release a Wintersend album. It's just what's done. And Rook is NOT religious but she has fond memories of the more traditional Wintersend songs her mom used to play, so she's like. Okay. I'll do whatever weird version of All I Want For Wintersend is You that you put in front of me, BUT. But. I also want to do a version of Winter's Longest Night.

(This is a very Andraste-heavy song that basically just rehashes the lore of Wintersend. It was Rook's mom's favorite. It's usually done with a killer piano solo in the middle)

Cue Emmrich, because of course. He shows up in a maroon sweater vest with the longest fingers Rook's ever seen, introducing himself like she didn't grow up listening to HIS Wintersend album.

They fall in love while the snow falls. Because of COURSE they do. There's a scene where Emmrich sits behind Rook and she's wearing nothing but his shirt and he leads her in plucking out chords on the piano. It's the most romantic shit you've ever seen but that's not the POINT.

The point is that the tabloids are like. What is this HOT YOUNG POP STAR doing with this OLD PIANO DUDE. Our moms listened to his music, screams all the rags. Or something to that effect.

A publicity stunt! She's a gold digger, he's a creep!

The truth is much simpler and it's this: anyone with half a fucking brain can look at Rook and tell that she's deeply fucking gone on that old man. She walks down the street holding his hand, just being young and hot wearing shorts and a bikini top and looking at him like he hung the stars while he's in a waistcoat and slacks and reading menus OVER the top of his reading glasses. Why even put them on. God he's hot.

They go on vacation and someone with a telescopic lens snaps an image of Emmrich looking like a translucent fucking ghost while Rook smiles ear to ear and hangs off him in the tide pools, all tan and sunhat.

When the paparazzi corner her in an airport, it's always just to see her power-walking down the jetway with Emmrich's hand on the back of her shirt like a little kid being led through a crowd.

Someone has the bright idea to address him. Ask him some unsavory question about the age difference--something stupid and out of pocket and just to get a reaction.

Rook spins around and flips off her sunglasses to reveal bloodshot eyes--because she's played six concerts in as many nights and now she's on her way to PASS OUT with her man in a giant bed with his stupid fluffy cat.

"You," she snaps at the paparazzo. "Yeah, blobfish looking motherfucker. Do not speak to him. Keep your tongue in your fucking mouth around my husband, or I will end your career in a way that means your grandchildren won't be able to work in this town. Do you understand?"

The front page of every gossip site immediately reads, "HUSBAND???"

Emmrich, of course, forgives her. He was never even upset in the first place. He does make sure that the pregnancy is quietly and subtly leaked to a more reputable magazine, though.

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‘Well done, dearest!’

Me casually coming back with another Emmrich render, don’t mind me, I’m still obsessed

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did i do this meme right

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

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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!!