Taash: Why are Emmrich and Rook standing facing away from each other? Harding: They had an argument. Taash: But they're still holding hands? Harding: They both get sad when they fight.
God forbid women have HOBBIES
The snarf I snarfed 😂
on that GILF -> VILF pipeline
I desperately want more information about this!
I have a fic idea noodling around in my head: Rook and Emmrich come back from the "Arrangements" quest having sucked face. They sneak from the Eluvian to Rook's sleeping quarters (where not much sleeping happens): afterward, they take a quiet jaunt to the balcony in Emmrich's quarters. They awake in the morning to find no one in the Lighthouse. Why? The rest of the Veilguard is outside in the courtyard trying to figure out how and why the giant kissing skeletons replaced the Fen'Harel statue.
Emmrich Volkarin and Johanna Hezenkoss in their 30’s
Does Critical Role count as TV? I watch it. CR and DA: Veilguard? Matt's in both, that's already a crossover.
you say it's my villain era and what you mean is that when you were six you panicked about wearing the right thing to kindergarten, what you mean is that in middle school nobody was eating, what you mean is that you spent high school prepping for college and college prepping for adulthood and adulthood fucking lost in the system.
what you mean is that you've been good. you were a good team player. you would have never considered yourself perfectionist - those are people more popular, prettier, more successful - but you carry any flaw like a secret in you, terrified someone will desert you for the simple reality of your personhood.
if you were good you could be loved. you could be loved if you were selfless and thoughtful and caring. if you bent over for every person, if you went above-and-beyond, it would absolve you of who you actually were. deep down, how horrible that you had needs. that you had boundaries, that you had desires. you learned young that you cannot afford to cut people out of your life - you would have nothing left. it is better to live in the service of others, to supplicate. to worship. you weren't exceptional, you had to make up for it in some way. to prove to others you were worthy.
if they need you, it's the same thing as loving you. if you are always-there, always-listening, always-friendly, you are filling a role. you have a purpose. you are living correctly.
villain era, you repeat. you mean: yesterday you finally told a man no. for hours afterwards, you couldn't control your heartbeat. you mean: you've been saying positive affirmations on repeat, trying to teach yourself any new thing about how self care is necessary. you mean: three weeks ago, due to a scheduling conflict, you finally told a coworker that no, you couldn't do them a "quick favor". you have felt bad about that ever since. sure, it would have made you work late and it would have been extra stress - but you feel bad about it nevertheless.
you tell your therapist you have been leaning into evil. she asks what that means. when you tell her: sometimes i prioritize my own needs, she doesn't find it funny. she looks at you a long time.
"and that's evil?" she clarifies.
"well," you say. "feels evil to me."
My IRL husband has done this and yes, it's absolutely as hot as you think it's going to be.
Emmrich muttering filthy poetry into Rook’s ear while he’s balls deep in them, send tweet
This is the post that alerted me to the fact that breaking the urns can drop materials.
Emmrich watching me destroy burial urns in the Necropolis because I need more junk to sell