#emorrie

[heyitslanesl]

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[theinkedfoxsl]

Gloved fingers ran over the ornate banister, carved wood and marble. Old, centuries old. History in every crack and crevice, history in every speck of dust or chip in the wood. The stairs shined, polished and cleaned until reflective. But no amount of polish could hide the crack in the marble of the sixth step, or the blemish in the wood on the twelfth. A house this old held secrets in every corner, one just had to listen.

And Emil always listened. More to the house than anybody else, that was just a fact. People they lied, manipulated, did everything to twist a perspective in their favour. But a house couldn't lie, couldn't fake a creak, couldn't erase lives lived on its own. The walls talked, in the fading wallpaper, in the corners not tended to versus the corners too well maintained. In the way they groaned against the wind or held fast against the sleet. 

He smoothed the red and gold wallpaper against the wall, eyes soft as he gazed at the peeling corner. When he lost his vision, it was the familiarity of the walls that kept him sane. It was the corners and the winding hallways, it was the fourth floorboard in the west wing hall that always creaked when he stepped on it that made him feel normal. The wallpaper peeled back once more as soon as he removed his hand. How long had it been there? Red adorning the walls.

While the walls talked, the floors yelled at him. Even with deliberate steps, always careful, always quiet, a safety precaution, the occasional floorboard creaked under his weight. The house was always louder as people slept, the dead of night bringing rise to the history of the home. Emil knew which boards to avoid in order to keep his parents asleep, back pressed against the wall as he barely avoided the section of the wooden floor that loved to cry the loudest. He could not begin to explain all the ways the house spoke to him, lest he be viewed as any crazier than he already was.

Maybe he learned the language of wood and paper of marble and stone in order to survive. Maybe it was the home that warned him. Or maybe it was a boy's childish fantasy, born from stories and need of reprieve. Emil pressed his hand against the library door before turning the knob, avoiding the usual click and creak of the old wooden door. Still, the house didn't lie, didn't try to cheat his mind or twist his opinions. He could always trust the structure. The library door opened and he slid inside of the large open space, avoiding the first two inner floorboards, stepping squarely on the third.

"Emil?"

Emil looked up, looking around the room he found himself in. It wasn't the library of his family home, it wasn't even the Baudelaire Mansion in general. Some inn off the beaten path where hopefully nobody would look for him. But notably, not his home. Not his safety net. "You seem lost in thought. Thinking about Korrie again?" Laure teased him, leaning back against the chair with a glass of wine in hand. Maybe it would be easier if he was thinking about the performer. Maybe it'd be easier if he wasn't missing a home that did not want him anymore. 

"Yes." He lied easily, too easily, a consequence of the job. Laure giggled as she swirled her wine, no doubt getting ready to tease him for crushing on the performer they'd only met a handful of times. "I wonder when his next show is?" He didn't care. "Or where?" He wanted to go home. Emil forced a smile onto his face as Laure began to list the dates off from her memory, no doubt trying to successfully set up her best friend with somebody. He appreciated the effort, really he did. But there were other things, other people, he was more worried for than his love life.

"We'll have to go see the circus again."

"Yes!" Laure excitedly fist bumped the air with a grin and he wished he could share in her excitement. Emil stood, heading to the makeshift bar they created in the hotel room. The floorboard creaked beneath his weight as he stepped in front of the dresser. If he was home, he wouldn't have made a sound. Emil uncorked the bottle of firewater, pouring it straight into a nearby glass. He didn't have a home anymore, he needed to remind himself of that. Emil set the bottle down, bringing the glass to his lips with a shaky hand. 

Laure watched her friend, watched the way he stood at the dresser, staring at nothing as he threw back the alcohol. The adventurer looked down at her own glass, her smile fading as she swirled the red wine. Occasionally he'd retreat, it wasn't anything she could fix. Laure listened to Emil pick up the bottle again, not bothering to pour himself a glass this time. She opened her mouth to say something, but found herself without words of comfort or distraction. So instead she brought the glass to her lips, avoiding Emil's eyes as he sat back down beside her.

[cerasus--flores]

@heyitslane-sl @zertecs the quality is ASS but i've had this on my brain for like an hour now

[princessofmerchants]

ACOSF SPOILERS

Re: Emerie

I'm not usually into screengrabbing quotes but this part when Nesta and Emerie first meet...... does it remind you of a certain beautiful, bright female who has a penchant for winnowing mated females away from their mates upon request?

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“My wings were clipped,” the female said. “My father was a … traditional male. He believed females should serve their families and be confined to their homes. I disagreed. He won, in the end.”

👀👀👀 We all agree that darling blush later in the book propelled this ship to set sail, but this right here shows quite a bit of intentionality on SJM's part for developing the similarities and potential kinship between Emerie and Mor. ❤️ Would love to see a conversation between them in a future book in which they share with each other their traumas at the hands of their own terrible fathers.

[heyitslanesl]

for the ask game with ALL OF YOUR OTPS FUCK IT ALL 🐬🌹🔥 :D

🐬 - Who made the first move?

Emorrie: Korrie, probably.

Nightsky: Dainsleif

Mors Caeli: Well Tartaglia said smth to Sandrone while he was "asleep" and Sandrone confronted him. So same time, kinda.

Frozen Shadow: Galin but like.. in a weird way...

Luci/Kisa: Kisa probably

Sunrise Lovers: Inessa<3

🌹 - Who initiated the first kiss?

Emorrie: Emil straight up fuckin asked one day

Nightsky: Dainsleif again, bless his patient soul.

Mors Caeli: Tartaglia if I remember correctly.

Frozen Shadow: Decord

Luci/Kisa: Probably Kisa given he'd have to bend down just to kiss her LMAO

Sunrise Lovers: Inessa again haha

🔥 - Who realized they were interested in who first?

Emorrie: -sighs- thats it, thats all i've got. they are insane.

Nightsky: Dainsleif. Bro Dainsleif stay winning. Ohm is useless.

Mors Caeli: Tartaglia,,,,,,,,, for years actually.

Frozen Shadow: Galin!

Luci/Kisa: I don't think Roc or I discussed this?? Maybe Luci though<3

Sunrise Lovers: Sasha liked Inessa for a long time before Inessa said anything.

[cerasus--flores]

i love discord nicknames can you tell

[heyitslanesl]

💀 + 🎭 + 👓 + 🌷 for emorrie <33

💀 What would they dress up as, for Halloween?

Whatever it is, Korrie picked it. Probably something cool though, Korrie doesn't strike me as a "basic buy from the walmart" kinda guy.

🎭 Who is the dramatic one?

Korrie Vynsire wins Most Dramatic Bitch in Teyvat award

👓 Who googles everything?

Neither lmao, if Korrie ain't right abt something he doesn't perceive it. Emil will look through his bookshelf first.

🌷 Are you nervous to talk about your OTP? Why?

yes because I don't want you to find me annoying, I love them very much im sorry

[theinkedfoxsl]

list two, 1-25, except 6 and 23, for emorrie

1. Who loves flower crowns more?

I already answered this I think? But Emil! He used to always make them with his sisters out in the poppy field.

2. Who is the one who likes to cuddle?

Both of them, but I think Korrie is more cuddly.

3. Who has awful taste in music?

BOTH OF THEM FOR DIFFERENT REASONS- Though I like Emil's music taste more so.. Sorry Korrie.

4. Who is the meme lover?

Korrie, 100%

5. How did their second date go?

Less disastrous than their first.

7. Who hides the weapons?

Emil because otherwise Korrie WILL stab first.

8. Who is the better dancer?

Korrie, duh.

9. Do/Did they have a theme wedding?

I don't think so

10. What do their parents think of them dating?

I feel like I answered these questions before tf. Anyways we know Emil's parents hate it because Veronique is a creep and Julien wants his son dead. and uhh Korrie's parents are dead so. I'd like to think his parents would have liked Emil though :) <3

11. Are they a super sappy couple?

Yeah sometimes<3

12. How did they get together?

Cause their creators are insane. Jk uh funny story about that, they weren't supposed to be together at first. But here they are! They got together after some rough patches and Emil FINALLY being confrontational.

13. Who asked the other to get married?

I think Emil asks Korrie if I remember correctly?

14. Who stays up too late and makes stupid jokes?

Korrie is the kind of person to stay up late when he can and just.. distract Emil from himself.

15. Who is the nerd?

Emil 10000%

16. Who knows the most obscure facts?

Emil. Sorry Korrie.

17. Who makes the other a flower crown?

Emil makes one for Korrie! <3

18. Who likes to read?

Emil.

19. Who bothers the other person while the other person reads?

Korrie bothers Emil, he wants attention.

20. Who tutors the other?

I like to think they both teach each other, but we KNOW Emil is tutoring Korrie.

21. Do they have similar taste in movies?

I don't know, have we ever talked about this?? Emil LOVES horror though.

22. How do their personalities compliment each other?

Calm, stoic, quiet vs loud, brash, and no nonsense. They very much balance each other out.

24. Who has better fashion sense?

Korrie haha

25. Who will punch someone out if they are rude to their partner?

BOTH of them