svanha.

doing daily sketches✨✏️✨

[svanha]

Thought I make a master post with all my Emmrook sketches so far for all the lovely new followers, but turns out I can only include 30 images and I have way more than that :’D

edit: I got flagged so I removed all explicit content, so… those can be checked on Patreon🤍

[dayofunexpectedsplendor]

I'm so excited to share this! I treated myself to some art.

Thank you so much to the very talented @svanha for producing such a triumph! I hope you will continue to create more of the ever beloved Emmrich Volkarin!!!

Find it here → Inprint

[svanha]

Hi! I just wanted to start by saying that I have been loving and admiring your art for a long time.

I am particularly fond of your Emmrich fanart 😊.

I am also a member of The Fade Discord server, but sadly missed out on getting the calendar.

I love the artwork you did for the cover and I was wondering if there could be any chances you would release a print of it to the public someday.

I would love to purchase a copy.

Of course, I completely understand if this winderful creation was reserved exclusively for the calendar, but I figured it wouldn't hurt to ask.

Thank you for your time and keep creating these wonderful artworks.

Aww, thank you so much ☺️ I had to wait a little bit with the answer because I wanted to check with the wonderful mods and organizers about exclusivity, but we are free to turn the art into prints! Now I just need to figure out where to set up shop, since the one I was using years ago is not accessible anymore… any recommendations?😅

[avoskorm]

Behold! One man and his dog, drawn by the wonderful @svanha !

Thank you so much for drawing them, your work is always immaculate and I love them so much :D

@svanha on bluesky

on instagram

[screams forever]

[svanha]

It was such a pleasure working on these☺️🤍

[svanha]

I’ve been waiting for the green light for posting this one for quite some time, and just in time for Christmas we got it! 🤍

I was honored to be chosen as the cover artist for a fan made calendar, centered around #emmrichvolkarin , lovingly put together by extremely talented artists and writers on @thefadediscordserver !

And I wanted to create a love letter for the fandom🤍

This year has started out quite lonely, still being isolated and alone at home. I got enamored with this character amazingly written by Sylvia Feketekuty, voiced by the sweetest Nick Boraine , and through heaps of fanart I found my way to this incredible community I haven’t experienced before, and suddenly I felt less lonely 🤍 So in making this cover, I wanted to convey the overwhelming love we have for this gentlemen, who through kindness and compassion managed to bring together so many wonderful people, and I also wanted to include as many of these people’s Rook as I could as a thank you 🤍

Thank you for making this year so much more special and inspiring, for making me feel less alone and that much more loved🤍

[aleandoras]

Emmrich Volkarin calendar. October 2026

I was so happy to create this October piece. Drawing this amazing Professor was an absolute pleasure. This artwork is part of The Fade’s Emmrich Calendar @thefadediscordserver and I’m still a bit in awe that I got to contribute.

[svanha]

Emmrook Paintings✨

I believe I haven't really shared my paintings that much here right?

[svanha]

Catching up on Emmrook art from the last few months 🤍

I have been struggling a lot, and posting to social media was one of it's first victims, lol... Among these there are commissions for the lovely @palenecromaniac , @novaobscurity and @otterpocketz 🥰

(and some nsfw doodles will come later on my Patreon as well)

[sweet-cassius]

Lots of old and new sketches :3

[toonybrin]

For the very talented @emmg for keeping us all fed with more sugar daddy Emmrich goodness ✨️💋

[aleandoras]

Comfort

Day 5 of Emmrich Volkarin's week

[emmg]

What I love most about Emmrich is the very heart of him: his softness.

He is tender in a world that tells men to be anything but. A gentle soul, kind and thoughtful, with a mind as rich as his heart is open. He honors the living, and he reveres the dead. He is sweet without irony, sentimental without shame. A romantic in the truest, quietest sense. He loves fully, without condition or calculation.

Emmrich wears his heart not just on his sleeve, but in everything he does.

He is an orphan who built a family from the idea of home and a pile of bones, who chose love and warmth when the world gave him none. He is what we’ve been starved of in stories for too long: a male character allowed to be openly affectionate, unguarded, kind. A soft man cast as a love interest, not despite his gentleness, but because of it.

He’s not brooding in a corner, growling threats, or pinning someone to a wall with a smirk and a “kitten.”

He’s knitting a scarf to keep Rook’s neck warm in winter. He’s making tea. He’s listening.

Once more, and this matters: he is soft. He pines, he longs, he yearns, he picks flowers.

And we need more men like him in fiction, because we need more kindness in the world.

[svanha]

DA Kiss week…

…happened on my “off week” when I had to focus on another project, but it felt wrong not to go through the prompts once I had the time, so here’s a compilation of all 7 days✨🤍✨

[kirain]

@vonspe Hello! I know you're playing BG3 right now, but I'd wanted to write something for this wonderful piece for a while. I finally managed to take a break and finish it. I hope you enjoy it! 💜

The fever had claimed him like a god demanding tribute in salt and agony.

Emmrich lay in bed, drenched in sweat, his shirt clinging uncomfortably to his chest and back. Every breath rasped in his throat, his body a battlefield of aches and goosebumps. His head throbbed like nails were being driven into his skull, and his vision blurred, the room tilting every time he opened his eyes—the soft glow of candles swimming against the darkened walls of his bedroom.

He'd tried to sit up—once. His intention had been simple: water, maybe a cloth to cool his forehead. Something, anything to make it feel less like he was dissolving from the inside out. But his arms had buckled under him, useless, and he'd collapsed against the mattress with a sad, pathetic grunt.

The isolation hit him harder than the pain. He had always been alone when it mattered. Sickness, grief, long nights and longer regrets—he'd weathered them all in solitude. That aching part of him, buried under decades of ambition and academic pursuits, had longed silently, foolishly, for someone to care for him when he couldn't care for himself.

But no one ever had. That kind of companionship always seemed reserved for others—and romance, love—that was a dream for younger men.

He closed his eyes, resigned. If this was how the night would go, he'd endure it.

As he always did.

-----

The creak of the door was soft—so soft, he almost thought it imagined. But then a piece of fallen parchment crinkled under a cautious step.

His heart stuttered.

He cracked open one eye, just barely. A figure moved through the haze of his vision—short, lean, with long dark hair tied loosely at the nape. At first, it was too much effort to think.

Then he whispered, hoarse and winded, "Who... who's there?"

The shape knelt beside the bed.

"Just me," came the answer—low, familiar, like the rustle of spring wind through a garden.

Emmrich blinked, slowly.

That voice. Of all people.

Was he hearing things?

"...Scipio?" he murmured. "You shouldn't be here. I could be con—" His eyes rolled shut, another wave of dizziness nearly dragging him into unconsciousness. "Contagious."

"Shhh." Scipio gently pushed his damp hair back, feeling his skin.

His bare hand—rarely ungloved—was cool, and Emmrich let out an involuntary sigh, the sensation a balm through the heat.

"This isn't good," Scipio muttered, his brows drawn in worry. "You're way too hot."

His voice, usually rich with dry wit or polite charm, had taken on a softness Emmrich had never quite heard before—intimate, firm, and without a trace of sarcasm. He looked down at the feeble man like one might gaze at a wounded halla; not with pity, but a fierce, instinctual desire to help.

Emmrich wanted to speak, to ask him why—but the moment Scipio slid an arm under his shoulders and lifted his head to help him drink, the world narrowed to the sudden glass at his lips. The water was blissfully cold—everything he needed. He drank fast, greedily, then coughed, the relief overwhelming.

"Easy," Scipio whispered. "There we go."

He set the glass aside but didn't move away. Instead, he climbed into bed behind him, legs encircling Emmrich's trembling frame. Gently, he pulled the older man into his lap, arranging him so his head rested against his chest, then pressed a fresh, damp cloth to his forehead.

Emmrich stirred, disoriented. "Scipio... what are you—?"

"I'm not leaving you," the elf said plainly. "Not tonight. Not when you're this unwell."

His other hand settled over Emmrich's shoulder, the pressure grounding. Emmrich was still shaking, still burning, but in that moment, a different warmth began to bloom in his chest—gentler than the fever, deeper than the pain.

He let out a faint, disbelieving breath and curled closer. He wasn't sure if any of this was real. Maybe he was hallucinating. Maybe his yearning had finally conjured something beautiful in the throes of his illness.

But then he felt it.

Scipio's heartbeat under his cheek, steady and calm. A breath near his temple. The brush of fingers sweeping sweat from his hair. He clung to Scipio's arm with one hand, weak but resolute. Whether dream, or mercy, or miracle—he wasn't letting go.

And as the fever ebbed, lulled by the quiet pulse of affection and the protective presence that held him, Emmrich finally surrendered to a peaceful slumber.

Only this time, he wasn't alone.

[toonybrin]

Idk how much tumblr will let me get away with so here is a cropped version 🫣 a little intimate moment between Emm and Mills ♡♡

Bluesky link of the full image!

[akuma-misery]

Dragon Age Kiss Week: Day 5-Battlefield

[svanha]

It's criminal that you don't have the artist badge. Allow me to fix that—and to say thank you for sharing your art with me and the world. I know you're busy, but I want you to remember that you're incredibly talented and a wonderful person! I wish you well everyday! 🩷

Omg🥺 this is just so incredibly sweet and kind, thank you so much 🤍🤍🤍