"An Old Professor Of Mine Had This Great Thing. He Said "On The Level Of Individuals And Civilization,

i got possessed by an idea

Just learned that I could sprint. 40 hours into the game. After the Siege of Weisshaupt. That probably would have been good to know before fighting lots of ... things.

and, of course:

Emmrich Volkarin + the sluttiest thing a man can do

“can mutuals dm you?” my mutuals can fire me from a cannon through a brick wall, looney tunes style. as long as we’re all having fun

It's 100% his sarcophagus, Emmrich would never do it anywhere else. He has had his own prepared and ready to go for a few years now, just in case, but now he's going to have to purchase an expansion and room for adjoining flower beds.

Imagine being one of Emmrich’s students.

You go back to Treviso to make sure your family is ok and you see your esteemed, mid-50s professor ziplining across the city rooftops like a complete maniac.

He’s jingling like a walking bazaar while he’s ziplining because apparently half of Thedas’s gold is hanging off him, and he’s casually hanging out with one of the deadliest Antivan Crows and some decades-younger absolute snack who is constantly batting their eyelashes at him.

How do you even attend his lecture after that

It's my 10 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳 and I really only started using it in the last three months. Like, I signed up 10 years ago and then just never used it 😂

I'm working on some #bg3 fanfic stuff, with more to come as the inspiration hits.

I just snarfed so hard OHMYGOD

I feel like emmrich can’t swim.

Thinking about my lord of fortune rook spending almost all her time on ships and taking for granted that everyone can swim. Then one day, Emmrich is pushed overboard and she is horrified when she doesn’t see him come back up above the water.

Shoutout to my therapist she tries so hard to keep up with me. I explained the concept of spell slots vs cantrips as a disability metaphor to her and she took notes. On a pad of paper. About the spellcasting mechanics of dungeons and dragons.

Sense & sensibility is one of those books that, for me, was irrevocably altered by seeing the movie first. Book colonel brandon is quite lovely but movie colonel brandon is something else and he's all I can picture when I read the book