#most of my emmrook playlist is sleep token

[zieroses]

For fellow lovers of Emmrook and fellow purveyors of angst, allow me to submit:

A world in which Rook would never deny Emmrich his lifelong dream of lichdom, but also secretly knows it spells the end of them. Because things are going to be different no matter the reassurances; because Rook knows that they’ll never truly feel Emmrich’s skin again; because Emmrich said that flowers may lose their bloom for him, and what if all the ephemeral things of mortality lose their bloom for an undead lord? And Emmrich says he wants to be of service, wants to protect, but Rook has a sick feeling in their stomach that this is more about his fear of dying, and isn’t it so much worse to watch the ones you love die rather than dying yourself? And isn’t it so much worse even than that, to watch the ones you love become something unfamiliar, something you can no longer touch?

A world where Rook says, I can’t help you with this, I can’t make this choice for you - but whatever you choose, I’m here. Even if not in the same way as before. Even if it can never be the same as before, and it kills them. They’ll be there on the other side, brokenhearted and alone.