#ch: rook

[burning-academia-if]

How would the ROs react to a drunk Mc rejecting them and keeping telling them, "I have a partner, so back off" when the MC and the RO are in a relationship?

Rook: This makes him so goofily happy, like you're so so dumb when you're drunk but he's also a little drunk and there's just something about the way you're so adamant about it that really gets to him. Maybe because the reality of you two being together still hasn't set in yet.

Beck: Beck is laughing under his breath, trying to coax you back to him like one would a nervous animal, "MC...it's me, Beck. Come on, let's get you home." He gently takes you by the arm and leads you back home, whispering assurances whenever you start protesting again.

Rhea: This is such a welcome change in a relationship for her. She still is Not Good at dealing with drunk people, but also seeing that you're truly dedicated to her even when drunk is assuring. She'll enlist one of her friends to help convince you to bring you back home, trying to make you snap out of it to realize it's her.

Zoe: They don't try to argue, wondering how much you've had to drink to not recognize them since they think appearance wise they are pretty recognizable. Would probably say "I know, Zoe asked me to bring you back." And lead you out of there. Finds the whole thing a little silly and nice, if not a tad exasperating.

Lars: "I know you do, because it's me." He inwardly groans, considering just...throwing you over his shoulder to get you out of there LOL but outwardly taking a more diplomatic approach. He also just thinks something about this situation is very You. If you start to protest, he's just like "Who else knows about (insert embarrassing secret here)" and when it throws you off in your drunken state he snags the opportunity to get you home

???: Has a small little smile on their face, "It's me, you know." Pulls on the connection they know you can feel even in your state. Gently takes your hands, with the scars that mirror yours, while trying to hide how adorable they think you are, and leads you back home.

[s0ftpining]

artair de riva the aspiring crow spellblade

[galedekarios]

#got this line last night and i went to take a screenshot forgetting it involves shift key so instead rook flung themselves off the balcony #which is exactly how i feel when emm talks anyway so. valid i guess [via @pisspope]

i let him hit it bc he says stuff like

[rivensbane]

EMMRICH VOLKARIN in DRAGON AGE: THE VEILGUARD.

[suntails]

new plushie just dropped

[broh3m3]

V! D! C!

[inwarvictory]

Noah Mercar (they/them) Dragon Age: The Veilguard

[eternalsnowfan02]

✨Theatre Kid Rescue Squad✨

[mageofquandrix]

Look, I know we all joke about Emmrich, but let's recap this man's schedule immediately before the romance scene: (spoilers, obviously)

fought Ghilan'nain 

fade prison recovery efforts

curse diagnostics

banged Rook (within an inch of their life if Rook the next morning is anything to go on) in a coffin

got up an hour before dawn to exercise.

offers to get Rook breakfast (or possibly went back in the coffin for round 2)

His hips are fine.

[clonehub]

Tell me what y'all think of this headcanon:

CCs get their own quarters, but sometimes they'll sleep in an empty bunk in the barracks.

It's an unspoken thing. CC will check the logs and see which squad might have a space open, which happens on occasion. Regs say that clones can't be swapping bunks and rooms all the time, but this is one of those things that a command clone is kind of above.

Getting your own quarters is a privilege. The privacy is novel. The silence can be unbearable.

The clones spend almost their whole lives falling asleep to the sound of their brothers breathing. So sometimes a commander will bunk with a squad. I headcanon that after Teth happened and the 501st went from a formidable foe to just six men, Rex and those six men all slept in the same barracks.

[dragonologist-phd]

[burning-academia-if]

Hello! How would the Ro's react to finding out Mc is hiding their injurie? 👁️👁️

Rook: The rush of adrenaline crashes as soon as you do. He spins back around, chest still heaving from exertion, and sees you there on the ground. He's by your side in an instant, calling your name. His eyes take you in, before he sees the blood. There's so much blood, and it just keeps spreading.

"How did you keep going?" He breathes, before wrapping his arms around you and hoisting you up. He doesn't have anything for immediate first aid, but he's getting you help as fast as he can.

Beck: "Why would you hide this, you know I can heal you?" His voice is gentle, yet scolding. A furrow between his brow showcases a hint of anger he can't quite hide. His hands dance across your side, golden magic dancing along his fingertips and mending your wound. His own wounds are still open, still bloody. With the set of his jaw, you don't think he'd listen if you told him to worry about himself first.

Rhea: She reaches for you automatically when you fall. Her arms wrap around you on instinct, the twinge of iron hitting her nose. Her hands touch something wet and when she looks there is blood and it is seeping down your back. Her mind grinds to a stop, her body straightens out and her voice is as soft as it it serious, "Hold on, MC, we're almost there."

Zoe: "We made it...MC...?" They turn, only to find you knelt on the ground, arms wrapped around you. "What happened? Were you hurt?" They drop to your side in an instant, hands fumbling in their bag to pull out any first aid kit. "H-hey, talk to me. Let me see." They gently pry you arm away, eyes going wide at the wound. It takes a deep breath, but they force their hands to steady. They have to. They'll help you no matter what.

Lars: "You're such a fucking idiot." He snaps, jaw set on edge and face turned away from you. You didn't think he'd talk to you, let alone visit you, after you collapsed on him. But here he was, sitting in a chair, glaring daggers out the window. He'd never admit it, but the nurse said he was the one who healed you when you collapsed. They said he didn't leave your side the entire time.

So even though he looked ready to kill you himself right now, it's still easy to notice the way his shoulders relaxed the moment he saw you awake.

???: It's the way you hold yourself that gives it away. When you're far enough from the danger, they spin back towards you, motioning with you to stop. Their voice is hard, "We'll be alright for now. Show me where you're hurt. And don't lie to me."

They ignore any insistence that you're fine until they see the wound themself, their already murderous expression grower darker. "I should have killed them." They whisper, before tending to your wound.

[s0ftpining]

update! harding won

[galedekarios]

i need you all to watch this because i took slightly more wary/incredulous options re: necromancy in my second playthrough and got the single most amazing dialogue in emmrich's romance:

emmrich: there are mysteries past our comprehension. something beyond the weft of magic or deepest fade. emmrich: when i'm fortunate, i spy suggestions of them here. rook: i do find the necropolis exciting—creepy! weird and creepy! emmrich: you astound me, rook. you have a distaste for the dead, the undead and necromancy. and yet... rook: where's this heading? emmrich: there's no shame in a little attraction to the forbidden, my darling. rook: pfft! what? like i want you to throw me over one of those fancy graves with skulls and flowers and floating spirits, and— and... rook: (clears throat) you're lucky i like you. emmrich: undoubtedly.

torn between second-hand embarrassement for rook digging his own grave (no pun intended) vs the hilarity of emmrich's knowing look i'm—

[brightaxe]

it's the eve before the embargo lifts on veilguard reviews and spoilers are released out into the wild, so i'm going to be disappearing until release. as a parting gift, i am throwing art of these two lovebirds at you.

remember to give varric kisses for me (and kehda) when you all see him in-game! 🖤

[meonlyred]

Death - Benedicta Ingellvar

The Fool cannot keep from weeping. "Forgive me," he says, embarrassed by his tears. "There is nothing to forgive," Death replies. "Mourning is natural and you must deal with your loss before you can accept anything new. Keep in mind, however, that old leaves must wither and fly away from a tree's branches, leaving them bare, before new green leaves can appear."