𝐈𝐓 𝐆𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐑𝐄

𝙼𝙰𝚈 𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙿𝙰𝙲𝚃𝚂 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙳 𝚃𝚁𝚄𝙴.

[wakesleft]

#𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 . professor emmrich volkarin of the mourn watch. (manfred is a gentle spirit, ball of curiosity, and secondary muse.) influenced by the short stories "down among the dead men," "the flame eternal," episode seven of dragon age: vows and vengeance, and dragon age: the veilguard. 21+ audience. mutuals only. queue-heavy and plot-focused. 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡... @graveswalked / @atomdeuogdonion 🖤, @adventurers , @theodosiani , @kenostaph , @valorcorrupt , @craftsjoy. , @neongrime , @archaeval , @saintsdawn , @b4ttl3 , @fenanera , @lostinquisitor , and @extravagantliar .

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𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒...

basics:

basic rp etiquette applies. iykyk. i shouldn't have to walk you through them.

respect my time:

i'm a grown man with a plate of responsibilities offline. the time and energy to indulge in hobbies are a precious commodity. slow replies aren't personal.

dni fandoms:

harry potter, stranger things, hazbin hotel, bridgerton (+ any "colourblind" universe), and star wars.

triggers and content warnings:

plain trigger and content warning tags are used.

critical posts:

i'm critical about every da character. i don't bite my tongue about my faves. i won't hold back about yours. i'm not critical about anyone or anything for the sake of it. i have legitimate frustrations, especially about fandom darlings (e.g. cullen, solas, etc).

bioware critical is a given. i will carry my grudge about gaider's ✨️ asians don't exist in thedas ✨️ bullshit to the grave.

unfollowing and blocking:

curate your space. i curate mine. remember to hardblock >>> softblock.

duplicates:

fellow emmrich friendly. you have excellent taste.

shipping:

multiverse. multiship. as of 04/17/26, i'm not accepting new ships for the time being. people don't know how to treat romanceable companion character writers with respect. i'm not here to be part of your doll collection :) i won't tolerate you reducing my emmrich into a dating simulator :) our sole purpose isn't to expand the fantasy :)

major divergences in the wakesleft cinematic universe:

MY EMMRICH IS MIXED RACE (ANDER-NEVARRAN) AND WHITE-PRESENTING. I WILL NOTICE PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE REMARKS AND BEHAVIOUR INDICATIVE OF WISHING I KEPT EMMRICH 100% WHITE.

MY EMMRICH IS NONBINARY (HE/THEY/SHE). I WILL NOTICE PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE REMARKS AND BEHAVIOUR INDICATIVE OF WISHING I KEPT EMMRICH A CIS MAN.

DO NOT ASSUME I SUBSCRIBE TO THE ORIENTALISM NIGHTMARE BIOWARE CALLS NEVARRA. (BIOWARE FUCKED NEVARRA FROM THE START. DAV CARRIED ON THE TRADITION.) I'VE REWRITTEN ALL THINGS NEVARRA/N FROM THE GROUND UP. IF YOU WANT TO PLAY IN A 1:1 NEVARRA, I'M NOT THE EMMRICH FOR YOU.

lore purism about a series as thoroughly problematic as dragon age is, in so many words, stupid. i don't care what a room of bigoted white canadians said. thedas is my sandbox now. you can have dArK fAnTaSy without relying on low-hanging fruit.

the booktok of it all:

i hate the popular daddy dom booktok hyper masculine depiction of emmrich in the fandom. keep it away from me. what happens in a03 stays in a03.

crossovers:

crossover friendly. i have a variety of verses available.

tokenism:

I AM NOT YOUR TOKEN ASIAN. ASIANS ARE NOT INTERCHANGEABLE. I AM LAO (SOUTHEAST ASIAN). GOOGLE EXISTS.

speaking over the voices of poc:

use your platform to amplify our voices, not drown us out.

reality vs pixels:

the dragon age fandom is infamous for :) getting weird about pixels :) the security and comfort of living and breathing minorities in our world shouldn't be secondary. i catch you prioritising pixels over reality, i will hardblock you so fast, your head spins.

mandatory reading:

LIKE MY PORTRAYAL NOTES (LINKED IN MY PINNED) POST OR I WON'T WRITE WITH YOU. IGNORE ANY REMINDER I GIVE ABOUT IT IS AN INSTA-HARDBLOCK. I TOOK THE TIME TO PARSE WHICH POSTS FROM MY WORLDBUILDING AND HC TAGS ARE OF IMMEDIATE IMPORTANCE.

BISHOP, 35, SOUTHEAST ASIAN, DISABLED.

[wakesleft]

date night conclusion: avvar lore consistency >>> dalish lore consistency

[wakesleft]

prompts… ❛ it's not safe here for me anymore. ❜ @neongrime

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖕𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖜𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉 𝖜𝖆𝖘 as lovely as the blade from which it came. melancholy transmuted illario's roguish mein unto a devastatingly beautiful portrait. instinct demanded they soothe him, for neither the knife's kiss nor blood frightened emmrich. crows and death were timeworn bedfellows.

the necromancer abandoned their antivan red for his balcony. treviso spilled unto a sea of liquid sapphire. ward's intervention rescued her from minrathous' fate. emmrich couldn't decide whether or not an archdemon rivaled the destructive force of caterina dellamorte. they braced themselves onto their hands. the rail was warm. naught in treviso cooled.

could illario remember a time he wasn't burning alive?

deprived of vest and collar-pin, the hollow of their naked throat damp with sweat, emmrich cast him a thoughtful look. "would you know what to do with yourself somewhere else?"

[lysimachias]

Not "The Character did nothing wrong" or "The Character is irredeemably awful" but a secret third thing: The Character may display moments of deep love & compassion, may even have a strong sense of ethics, and may also be capable of brutal cruelty that is irreconcilable with those traits. The constant tension between the different sides of The Character's nature is exactly what makes them compelling, and attempting to reduce them down to simply "a terrible person" or "innocent & misunderstood" is missing the point of the questions a media with nuanced characters is asking you to consider

[wakesleft]

prompts… ❛ emmrich! how would you describe your relationship to/with nicholas teague? :3 what compels you about it? frustrates you? excites you? etc. >:) ❜ @laperlina feat. @sluaghter

nicholas' daughter was described as "precocious." the timing of her interrogation caught them unawares, still. tea party? hogwash. she isolated emmrich, the crafty little thing!

dignity and comfort whilst seated in a chair appropriate for children were difficult to juggle. professor emmrich volkarin wasn't getting any younger. she observed them closely as if sensing their twinging lumbar. discomfort had been lighter upon an ignorant mind. they smiled unto the cup provided earlier. her mock china set was rather quaint.

"your father and i are exploring the matter," said emmrich cheerfully, "perhaps we may reconvene at a later time?"

[aleandoras]

I love his hands. All the ways. The Professor really knows how to put his anatomy lessons to practical use. A personal grievance with Ficbook: this drawing didn’t make it past moderation because of its “sexual content.”

[wakesleft]

unprompted… ❛ "professor." osiris appears as if from the shadows themselves, the sharpness of his white eye cutting through the low lighting with haunting accuracy. "do you have a moment for me to pick your brain-? i've found an old emblem, wondered if you recognised it from a history book or some sort-" he must have personally slept through that period of time. ❜ @mortiscustos

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖚𝖓𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖐𝖊𝖓 𝖛𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖞 𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 was a success. emmrich had been excited to join. owain trusted no one else to measure the interstitial resonance of synkrli bridge. ward was indifferent up till an ambush by uncatalogued anomalies awoke camp. breathing exercises performed ad nauseam couldn't abate his exasperation. mages. curiosity would be the death of them.

emmrich's reaper squinted from a chair constructed to accommodate vashoth stature. vashoth watchers were uncommon yet not unheard of. ward bounced a crumpled ball of parchment off the back of their head. "give the books a rest, v," he rumbled, "we've been home an hour. you don't need to look it up right this bleeding second. relax."

"an hour later than we ought have been," said the necromancer, cutting their old friend a peevish look, "i told you my arm wasn't broken. one would—we've a visitor! hail the dead, watcher osiris."

ward's bejewelled horns telegraphed his movement. he twisted in his seat. "you're osiris?"

"ward!"

"what! hail the dead, so on and so forth. happy? back to our mate here—" silver eyes sparkled in interest — "vorgoth mentioned you. you scare the piss out of the novices."

emmrich grimaced. "you needn't indulge him, osiris. please, come in."

[littlewildmother]

Studies show that engaging in ritualized behavior significantly improves outcomes on measures of grief and feelings of control, even when the person participating in the ritual has little or no belief in the ritual’s power. Just a reminder for no one in particular.

[littlewildmother]

Research has revealed that, while rituals are universal across human cultures, the content and actions of those rituals vary widely even when they have the same intended purpose. This suggests that it is not the actions that matter, but that you are taking any action at all and naming it ritual. It can be an elaborate ritual with dozens of moving parts and participants, or it can be as simple as lighting a candle alone with the intent to remember someone.

The healing is in the doing.

[json-derulo]

OP did not link to a source, but the studies I have been able to find on this subject are consistent with the claims in the post:

Mourning rituals impact grief outcomes in East and Southeast Asia: A mixed-methods review - Le et al, 2025

Rituals Alleviate Grieving for Loved Ones, Lovers, And Lotteries - Norton and Gino, 2013

How funerals mediate the psycho-social impact of grief: Qualitative analysis of open-ended responses to a national survey in Japan - Becker et. al, 2022

[earth-empress]

Hospice nurse here. I know my experiences are anecdotal but this is 100000% true.

You can’t ignore your feelings. You need to do *something* in order to process your feelings. I know not everyone on tumblr is American, but speaking to Americans for a second, we SUCK at dealing with death.

It’s ok to cry, or be angry, or feel guilty, or to feel everything all at once. The only thing you *shouldn’t* do is ignore or suppress the feelings

[ph-cutie]

the most haunting house segment in house of leaves was probably the fact that the house takes away things you forget to think about, the members of the expedition looking down to realize their clothes were missing details like pockets and zippers. Absolutely wretched but its only mentioned for like 1 paragraph

[quietwingsinthesky]

like the betrayal’s always going to be worse if they cared about you and it didn’t matter. someone discards you because they didn’t give a shit, then you can be angry about that, you can feel vindicated in that, you can get over it. but if they can look you in the eyes and say “I love you. I would make the same choice again.” You will never sleep peacefully again, is all.

[quietwingsinthesky]

“I thought they cared about me, but they were lying this whole time.” <- tired. boring. removes all the nuance of this relationship to make it easier to move on from.

“I thought they cared about me, and I was right, and every minute they were there for me, every time they said they were proud, every laugh we shared leaning against each other bruised and breathless, all of it was real. and they still left me behind. They could put their love aside. I couldn’t.” <- insane. will never leave you alone. reminds you that even the worst people are still people and can still care about even the ones they hurt the most and that undoes neither the harm nor the love.

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM OBSESSION *  assorted dialogue from the script of the 2026 film, adjust as necessary

i've often wondered what it means to truly love someone. and then, i realized it's what i feel for you. it's a love that defies the limitations of the world, that remains steadfast even in the face of chaos.

even if the world lost its color, if hope faded into the night, my love for you wouldn't falter.

i don't think romance is real. i think love is real, but not romance.

romance fades. love is a different thing.

you are so lucky you weren't scheduled today.

hey, are you good?

did you get it back?

it's gone! i dropped it down a fucking drain. of all days...

today's been awful.

i'll see you at eight?

i can meet you early if you want. you don't have to be alone just to secure the spot.

don't come back here complaining.

for a very long time, i've tried to find the best way to tell you that you're the only person i've ever met with the same sense of humor as me.

okay, right off the bat, way too strong.

my feelings are strong.

i know i'm not gonna stop you.

dude, i love trivia night. it's all i have. i wake up every wednesday rock-hard thinking about trivia night.

you gotta take her somewhere else. you have to be clear about your intentions.

do you even try to flirt with her?

if she means this much to you, and i know she does, do it right.

are you serious?

you definitely didn't say fuck.

how do you know about the gun?

how many gunfights have you been in, [name]?

stop being an ass.

didn't you say you have a crazy story?

i'm saying no to being around bad, drunk singers when i just want to go home and sleep.

who's gonna sing salt-n-pepa with me?

don't let me forget, i got you something.

i might quit. i'm just not happy there.

i feel like i need to make a big change. i'm not feeling... love. i need my head in the right place to bring this to life.

i wanna write. the good, the bad, the ugly. real shit.

is that stupid?

is that all that's been bothering you?

you always go out of your way for me, and not just me, for everyone...

you said you had something for me?

why don't you come inside, and we can have a few drinks?

i know what you're trying to do.

i have never seen you act this way.

it's not your fault.

can we go, please?

i just can't sleep in my bed. i don't want to be alone.

it smells like you.

i'm sorry i was so weird earlier.

will you sleep with me?

please, i get in my head. i'll stare at the ceiling all night if i'm in here by myself.

given the circumstances... i needed this.

you kissed me!

can you lay with me?

what the fuck happened last night?

you wouldn't believe what a crazy night i had.

i seriously think she needs help.

i slept on the floor. she was freaking me out.

how am i supposed to get home then?

i want to be transparent with you abuout some things.

i know you like me, [name].

i've known you for so long, and i'm just now realizing i don't even know that much about you.

why are you giving it to me?

i love you so much. i don't think i could live without you.

i thought we were having a nice date?

you're cute when you sleep.

make a deal with me.

i am the happiest i've probably ever been.

i was waiting for you to come home.

i can get dressed and go with you.

no one on this earth will ever comprehend what it feels like to love someone as much as i love you.

can i stand outside?

do you like me?

can you tell me you love me?

i can be anything you want me to be.

i love you in every reality.

let's fuck, [name].

you wanted this, but i'm so glad you did.

you made a shitty wish, and you want to reverse it.

what the fuck is wrong with you?

i wish for a billion dollars.

why don't you love me?

you owe me that.

we can make this work baby.

i'm sorry for the theatrics.

[archaeval]

𝑾𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬 𝑹𝑼𝑩𝒀'𝑺 𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑳𝑰𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑺 𝑾𝑬𝑹𝑬 𝑨 𝑹𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑴𝑶𝑫𝑰𝑻𝒀, Emmerich seemed to pass them out freely -- and yet she felt a small thrill even now, a tint of color touching her own cheeks. "Flatterer," she said, all too fondly, and allowed herself the indulgence of lacing her fingers through theirs. "Though one can hardly bear to deprive you of the comfort if it is so needed."

Make no mistake, it was all too often Ruby found herself in the same position, one half of her mind focused entirely on the task at hand, the other simply waiting for the time that they might see each other again, even if only for a moment.

[wakesleft]

𝖗𝖚𝖇𝖞'𝖘 𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖙 𝖇𝖑𝖚𝖘𝖍 𝖊𝖒𝖇𝖔𝖑𝖉𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖉 them. watchers were educated from childhood in all manner of kindly grace. they chose an alternative path, for kissing her hand was delivered with a lover's intent to savour. the tender skin of her inner wrist became their second target. her pulse was strong. could she begin to comprehend the comfort it brought in their worst hours? the cradle of ruby's palm was the end of their jaunt. emmrich tucked a final kiss unto her life line.

life was full of surprises.

she and dear jane were amongst emmrich's favourites. pressing her palm gently against his cheek, he smiled. "fret not, my dear. i have others."

[wakesleft]

𝖊𝖑𝖌𝖆𝖗'𝖓𝖆𝖓 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖌𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖆𝖓'𝖓𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 vanquished. rook and solas for now stabilised the waking world and dreaming sea. much and more changed yet ever remained the same. emmrich took in the seven collapsed brigands writhing about at his feet, their armour clanging and scraping an awful sound. he ought have ended them, for to attack a watcher of the grand necropolis upon nevarra soil was sacrilege. minrathous was not nevarra. knelt, the necromancer clicked their tongue. "think of this as a lesson, gentlemen. now i shall release you once i've finished gathering my belongings."

five pieces of grave gold had been neatly piled together. eight were relieved from emmrich's person.

𝚁𝙴𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽 | 𝙿𝙾𝚂𝚃-𝙳𝙰𝚅 (𝙼𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙻) , 𝚂𝙴𝚃 𝙸𝙽 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙶𝙾𝙽 𝙰𝙶𝙴 𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙴𝚂 , 𝙼𝚄𝚃𝚄𝙰𝙻𝚂 𝙾𝙽𝙻𝚈

[wakesleft]

𝖊𝖒𝖒𝖗𝖎𝖈𝖍 𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖆𝖓 𝖊𝖞𝖊𝖇𝖗𝖔𝖜 primly. petulance was an interesting turn of events. where in the blazes did that come from? treatment of sylvana's wound ought not wait any longer. he stamped down his amusement. "you are a guest in my home, sylvana. give me a moment. your injury is my duty to remedy."

@motheredearth | CONTINUED FROM

[notmorbid]

deadly animals.

dialogue prompts from deadly animals by marie tierney.

you smell of winter.

talking to you always makes me feel better.

it helps that i really like looking at you.

people in glass houses shouldn't throw stones.

don't flood us crying. i'm shit at swimming.

i'm always nice.

i hate when ____ looks at you like that.

who can we tell, if we can't tell ____?

does it make me a bad person to be glad ____ is gone?

i understand loyalty, but i understand self-preservation more.

you aren't a fan of children?

the exception to the rule is not the rule.

i'm just happy to look at you.

sometimes the apple falls miles from the tree.

_____ won't notice i'm gone.

i don't want to make you uncomfortable.

the male gaze carries weight. it can be felt everywhere it bounces and lingers.

i'm alright. have to be, don't i?

why are you being nice? people aren't nice, usually.

'nice' is not a word i would use to describe ____.

you don't seem surprised.

cruel shit happens everywhere.

good pups become bad dogs, if you're cruel to them.

this is too big for us.

don't send me back to bed without a cuddle.

doing good is very different from doing right.

it would be so easy to like you, but i don't want to.

you can't unsee what you see.

how do you know so much about ____?

you're older than you look on tv.

you're not alone. remember that.

i think i'll always miss it, in my way.

it's always shit that hits the fan, never chocolate.

how did you get those scars, if you don't mind me asking?

good manners are my weakness.

i come here to think.

does it still hurt?

how'd you get that bruise?

secrets are bad for children. they know how to keep them.

when we understand too much, we start making excuses.

human evil has nothing to do with satan and sinning.

i know you love me, in your way.

i have to be careful. i'm prone to jumping to conclusions.

it's hard to see the worst in someone who always shows you their best.

comfortably numb. like my favorite song.

i did so many things wrong, thinking i was doing right.

you want to blame me. you can, if you want.

you take whatever lessons you can learn from horror, and you move forward. there is no choice.

past trauma is like a predator: it waits until you're your most vulnerable, or your most happy, and then it pounces.

the reason why bad men do bad things is because they want to.

[jardindefruits]

“Suddenly all my ancestors are behind me. Be still, they say. Watch and listen. You are the result of the love of thousands.”

— Linda Hogan, Dwellings: A Spiritual History of the Living World

[valtsv]

stabbing as a metaphor for penetration is great but when are we going to talk about pressing down on where someone is wounded to disarm them or just to be cruel while fighting. does nobody else care about the perverse intimacy of knowing exactly where to touch to overpower someone. the grotesque vulnerability of it. especially if you're the one who wounded them in the first place.