#>emil

[praebitorem-glaciei]

nsfw charts for honore, artisan, and emil

[praebitorem-glaciei]

finding out there's a name for what my oc has is fucking wild btw. hyperspermia? okay. okay.

[theinkedfoxsl]

HFKSLDF ( if this is too many choose which ones u wanna do )

11. Their formalwear

12. Based off "their song"/a song I associate with them

13. Of the animal I associate with them

14. Of the element I associate with them

w/ alee + grimshaw!!! (>.< + emil if you could...)

Hello!! Thank you!! I only did 11 and 12 cause it got kinda long but feel free to send the others in another ask and I'll happily do them!!

I love moodboards..

Moodboard Game!

"Hm.. It has been a while since I begged Vesper to drag me to one of their mafia parties.. Maybe I can convince xem to take me again.."

"Tell me again why you insist on sending me of all people to parties, Brimstone?"

"Yes, Father. I'll make you proud."

Do you feel pleasure, when I feel pain? 'Cause people like you (never seem to change) Does it feel good when you take The glory for my bleedin'?

I built my house I don't need you anymore don't need you anymore I chose my way out I'm not drowning anymore

Circles, in circles, I go around Looking for something that can't be found Circles, in circles, without a sound My words can't be heard when the fear surrounds My heart…

[theinkedfoxsl]

Royal Au - Emil (p1)

The winters in the Northern Kingdom could be brutal, the winds blew harshly against the stained glass windows, rattling the metal bars outside. You pulled your coat tighter around you as you made your way through the grand entrance of the castle. You had to hide behind one of the statues in the entrance as a guard strolled by, the red and black armour fading into the nearby hall rather quickly.

The door shut rather heavily behind you as you finally got outside and you grimaced at the sound, hoping it didn’t alert anybody. “Your Highness.” A voice called from nearby, calm and quiet, especially quiet with the howling winds. You turned your head to the man, not wearing his usual armour, instead his winterized one. The fur lined black coat seemed heavy on his shoulders as he held the pairs of skates over his right shoulder.

Before he could react you were in his arms, your own wrapping around his waist, head burying against the warm coat. “Mm.. Hello, love.” Emil wrapped his free arm around your waist, lowering his head to press a kiss to the top of yours. “Come, we must leave if we wish to actually skate tonight.” You pulled away from him, but slipped your gloved hand into his. You were thankful it was just wind rather than the usual blizzards that plagued the Kingdom at this time.

The forest that surrounded the castle made for good defence, but a nuisance to navigate. You relied solely on Emil, who led the way in the dark. The trees at least protected from the harsh wind, bringing you some comfort. And it helped that the large pond wasn’t that far of a distance from the castle. Just enough that it provided privacy to the both of you. 

The clouds in the sky weren’t as bad, allowing some moonlight to stream into the clearing. Though it was still relatively dark, your grip tightened on Emil’s hand, bringing yourself closer to his body. “It’s fine.” He reassured you, his voice soft now that it was most definitely just the two of you. There was a bench he’d taken out here when you first discovered the pond with him, and he wasted little time leading you to it.

You sat down and he handed you your skates, sitting down beside you soon after. From under the bench he produced a small lantern. One he lit with a match box hidden within his coat. The lantern was placed between you, lighting up a small portion of the pond in front of you and the area around you. It was enough light to get by, at least. 

With your skates on, Emil helped you to the pond, backing onto the ice so he could hold your hands. You laughed when he almost fell, the man pulling you into his arms out of sheer reflex. “While I trust my loyal knight to protect me, perhaps I should lead tonight?” You teased him, easily balancing on the thin blades. Emil huffed quietly, all but hiding his face behind his hair as he tried to get over the embarrassment of nearly falling.

Emil released you though, but you quickly took his gloved hands in your own. “Just like I showed you.” You moved backwards with ease while Emil struggled to follow your pace. He was talented in many things.. Skating? Not so much. But you didn’t mind as you got to be close to him, a rarity with your duties. Emil tripped again, releasing your hands before he could take you down with him. Thankfully he didn’t hit the ice, a sudden burst of snow appeared beneath him.

You had to work not to fall though, the snow pushing against your skates. Red eyes looked up at you from between strands of wet black hair, his black and red clothing standing out harshly against the pile of white fluffy snow. He then pouted. He looked much less like the feared head of the royal guard and much more like… Well, maybe a fox? He wasn’t much of a dog. Still, you laughed at his expression. “Need help, poppy?” You teased him as you carefully skated closer to him.

Emil groaned, falling back into the snow, sending the flakes into the air. “I don’t think I was meant to skate, snowflake.” He huffed again, making no move to get up. He let out an ‘oof’ as you fell on top of him, sending even more snow into the air that then fluttered around the two of you peacefully. You wiggled up a little so that you were face to face with the knight, a smile on your face that made him smile too.

His arms wrapped around your waist and you kissed his red nose. When you pulled your head back his eyes were closed, his breathing steady but calm, he looked.. Content. Like how he looked when he finally managed to sleep. “I love you.” He whispered and you uttered the same sentiment back. You then kissed him, properly. And with as much love as he could manage, Emil kissed you back just as sweetly.

[theinkedfoxsl]

Emil "Long Schlong John" Baudelaire fucking killed me

[theinkedfoxsl]

[theinkedfoxsl]

fuck it undead bitches supremacy

decord as noon, emil as friend, ohm as summer, and galin as earthquake

Decord - Noon

Lunch. He watches Galin chat happily across from him in the diner booth. Their fork twirling in their fingers as they go on about something they saw in the museum. The sun hot and high in the sky pierces his pale skin through the diner window. But he didn't mind it, yellow eyes focus intently on his spouse. "And then I realized!" They laugh loudly. "It's one of Emil's notebooks!! So I sent him a text and he said he and Korrie would retrieve it. Anyways can we get dessert too?" Noon and they want dessert. Decord smiles, content.

"Of course you can have dessert."

Emil - Friend

Red eyes stared down at the grave, it was old, but well taken care of. He could only stare blankly at it. How long had it been? How long had he lived for? The years blended together, blurred and gave way to hazy memories fading so quickly it made his head spin. "Emil." A soft voice. A hand slipping into his, the familiar scent of the Khaenri'ahn. "Emil." He was pulled against a chest, warm and comfortable. Familiar. "You're okay." And he felt himself crumble in Korrie's arms.

Ohm - Summer

Hot. Sticky and warm. He didn't like the heat as much as others would assume. The ice that always formed on his gloves melting and soaking through to his fingertips only to uncomfortably freeze again. Ohm watched the waterfall, kicking his legs gently in the water. It brought some reprieve to the heat. Dull lilac eyes focused on the nearby calla lilies and he reached over the pluck them. Ohm knotted them into a simple flower crown, like he and Sulien used to do. A soft smile flourished over his once stoic face. He missed him.. and gently, he placed the crown in the water before him.

Galin - Earthquake

A disaster. Their kingdom gone, old sandy buildings made of stone cracked and crumbled. They never realized this would happen, never realized what them leaving would make. The kingdom, hidden, but a ghost town. "My home.. What.." Violet eyes widened with fear, panic, worry, as they left his side to race through the streets. The shops, the homes, the fountain in the town square. Their temples and their own Palace. All of it empty and barren. A warm desert breeze blew through their hair, rustling the red locks. "It's gone.." A terrified whisper passed trembling lips as they looked to him, yellow eyes of sympathy staring back. "Everything is gone."