You've Beliched Me, Body and Soul

Resting place for Emmrich Volkarin fever. 🔞 Main: grlizzybear Orignal Content Tag: mementomortalitasi

[oddthesungod]

Memento Mori 💀✨

[drawn-in-cheddar]

quickest little sprinto-sketch for your viewing pleasure <3

[preydefiler]

I don't get why everyone hates on necromancy. like... thems bones. everybody loves bones. bones are like, the coolest ever... ain't nobody hating on bones. so why the necromancer hate? no crime here. they wasn't using the bones anymore. they're dead. and dead is bones and bones. is cool

[karawra]

Everything dies. People, cities, empires. Fashions. Your favorite song. Things fade and are forgotten. Why would you want to outlast everything you love? It sounds like a terrible fate.

[nateeseart]

professor

[ahjiing]

Sorry I’ve been dead. I’m literally going crazy over this man 🙂

[velvettsage]

tender moment with my emmrook <3

comm by @aurus-3d

[swindlefingrs]

“Emmrich? You don’t have to hide your face from me.”

[lavellanvibes]

Lonely hearts club

[swindlefingrs]

Lich Lord 💀

Pillow Prince 👑

when your boyfriend transcends mortality and you're a spellblade with electric fists looking to show him a good time

Emmrich takes hold of Rook's arm and sinks her hand deeper inside him, chasing the warm ache that builds with every moment. "This feels incredible," he whispers. "Do you want more?" Rook closes her fist and the sparks flash brighter, bolder. They pop and hiss. Tendrils of electricity lick at his ribcage, the basin of his pelvis fills with a hail of sparks. Each spark is a separate note that vibrates in the cathedral of his skull. "Yes," he hisses. Discordant notes scatter and harmonize in the hollow parts of him. The harmonies crescendo into a cacophony so bright and full that it bursts into silence. After a moment, he finds Rook’s heavy heartbeat and follows it back to the safety of their sarcophagus in her arms. [wip]

[publicdomainreview]

Pioneering French photographer Felix Nadar died #onthisday in 1910. @AllisonCMeier explores his determined efforts to document the beauty and terror of this realm of the dead: https://publicdomainreview.org/essay/photographing-the-dark-nadars-descent-into-the-paris-catacombs #otd

[stjohnstarling]

I thoroughly recommend checking out the article linked above.

With a wired series of Bunsen “batteries”, he was able to generate enough electric light to take a photograph in darkness. In an era when photography was closely linked with natural light from the sun, taking this technique into the darkest realms of Paris was radical. It was not easy. He initially experimented with the batteries — invented by German chemist Robert Bunsen in the 1840s using a chemical reaction of metal and acid — in his studio. He described in his memoirs how the radiance at night would “stop the crowd on the boulevard.” And it drew customers into Nadar’s studio “like moths to light”.

[2mercia2furious]

feeling inspired (threat)

[schrl]

emmrich but i put him in one of those fancy jc leyendecker sock ads

[themournfulwatcher-deactivated2]

Giving Emmrich the ending he deserves

[thelifeinmyshadesofgrey]

UNRAVEL THE WARDS

[pirpintine]

a little bit of necromancy

[miurgen]

Good morning :>