#starfall ship

I hc that, in a modern AU, Emcy goes on to become an amateur photographer.

Ft. @amus2110 Carina

Idk wut I’m supposed to say. Just Starfall shining brightly, one behind the camera.

Oh wait I remember now. The battery is supposed to show the remaining time the camera has with its battery amount, the FPS is usually 1080 x 1920 but I changed it to their birthdays, and the recording time “01:43” is for “I love you”.

May 20th 520 is a phonetic wordplay for “I love you” in Mandarin.

And the silly doodles that started it all

Why dear Carina ended up kissing Emcy on the cheek to begin with.

Emcy Player had been treated in the hospital wing an intriguing number of times.

Carina had noticed a peculiar pattern after the first time they met. More often than not, whenever Emcy required treatment, she was the one tending to him. Nurse Blainey had even remarked that the boy seemed to have stopped needing care altogether.

Except he hadn’t.

When Carina had looked through the treatment ledger herself, she’d found the truth.

He simply only came when she was the healer on duty.

She couldn’t help the quiet sigh that escaped her.

His crush was painfully obvious.

And… admittedly rather endearing.

Especially with the little sweets and treats he always left behind as thanks for fixing him up. She truly enjoyed those. Even if they all seemed determined to go straight to her thighs.

It certainly didn’t help that he was distractingly handsome, toweringly tall, with the most impossible icy-blue eyes she’d ever seen. Every visit to the hospital wing only seemed to deepen the fondness she was trying very hard not to acknowledge. Somewhere along the way, he’d unwittingly become her favorite patient.

It took an embarrassing amount of self-control not to flirt with him while he was seeking treatment.

Lately she’d even caught herself watching him during lessons, only realizing she’d been staring when he glanced her way.

This was becoming a problem.

Like any other evening, Carina sat tucked behind the matron’s desk in the blissfully quiet hospital wing, carefully annotating her alchemy text. Not a single bed was occupied.

She rested her cheek against her hand as she wrote.

She hadn’t realized just how exhausted she was until her eyelids began to grow heavy.

…

She was still writing.

Only now it wasn’t her alchemy text beneath her hand.

Instead, it was one of her own novels, a ridiculous romance she’d purchased solely because the imagery hidden throughout had caught her attention.

That was what she’d told herself, anyway.

She absentmindedly scribbled notes into the margins as warm fingertips brushed the side of her neck before slowly combing through her long white hair.

She sighed softly.

She did adore having someone play with her hair.

Gentle fingers continued threading through the silky strands, lifting them away from the back of her neck.

Then soft lips pressed a feather-light kiss against her nape.

Carina froze.

Every thought vanished.

Heat rushed up her neck, flooding her cheeks.

Before she could even react, a warm arm slipped carefully around her waist, drawing her back against a solid chest.

Who…? She wasn’t seeing anyone.

Flustered, she turned her head, only to meet a pair of familiar icy-blue eyes.

Emcy?

Carina jerked awake.

She inhaled sharply, blinking at the familiar sight of the hospital wing, her quill still clutched tightly in her hand.

A dull ache pulsed behind her temples.

She carefully set her quill aside before pressing cool fingertips against her cheeks, willing the blush burning across her face to disappear.

“…Merlin.”

Must they always be that vivid?

These visions that slipped into her dreams always carried an unsettling weight of possibility. This one, however…

This one wasn’t unwelcome.

The ache in her temples, however, was far less appreciated, the unmistakable sign that this hadn’t been some silly dream born of an obvious crush.

She let out another quiet sigh.

Something had to give.

Emcy seemed too shy to ever admit how he felt.

Perhaps…

Perhaps she ought to make the first move.

The decision settled in her chest with surprising ease.

Carina tucked away her book, intending to return to it later, before making her way toward the Great Hall. Dinner would be ending about now.

Perfect.

She spotted Emcy just as he was stepping away from his friends at one of the House tables.

A mischievous smile tugged at her lips.

He had absolutely no idea what was coming.

Before she could lose her nerve, Carina hurried across the hall, slipped into his path, and, with a little leap to make up the difference in height, wrapped her arms around his neck.

Then she planted a kiss squarely on his left cheek.

His entire body went rigid.

His icy-blue eyes grew impossibly wide.

His mouth opened…

Then closed again without producing so much as a syllable.

Carina couldn’t stop herself from giggling.

As she dropped back onto her heels, she admired the perfect lipstick print she’d left behind.

She hummed happily, thoroughly pleased with herself.

Without another word, she flashed Emcy one last playful smile before turning on her heel and disappearing back toward the hospital wing, leaving him rooted to the spot in the middle of the Great Hall.

She would explain herself later.

After he’d recovered from the shock.

I promise she isn’t trying to break him!

Ya ya I’ll refine this on my iPad later

A/N: Idk if this can count as a drabble as this is quite short and rough yet is somehow 1.7K words. Anyway @amus2110 wrote the kiss scene AND DREW IT

Wyanne was jaw. dropped. “Was that…?”

Amit nodded. “Yeah… That was Carina.”

Andrew was the only one not shocked. “I knew it! I knew it!” He pumped his fists in the air enthusiastically and hurried over to Emcy. “Oho! She left lipstick prints too!”

Wyanne rushed over and squealed, jumping up and down. “Oh my gods! Oh my gods oh my gods! Amit, do you see this?! It’s a lipstick mark!”

“Yes I do,” Amit laughed with her, “I never knew you two were together, Emcy!”

“We’re not…” Emcy looked down at the floor where Carina had been mere moments ago. “You said there’s a print?” His hand instinctively went up to his cheek—and stopped before he could ruin it. The spot she kissed was still warm…

“Did you notice how he became a literal statue when she kissed him?” Andrew teased. “And then she smiled at him!”

“Oh yeah, I saw that!” Wyanne was still giggling. “He couldn’t even speak!”

She smiled at him… Her absolutely adorable smile was for him… She smiled at him so cutely…She jumped and kissed him and smiled at him…

“I think he’s in shock,” Amit chortled, “he’s not moving at all.”

She kissed him. Carina Savage kissed him. His crush of an entire year and some more kissed him. Carina kissed him. Carina kissed him. Carina kissed him.

Wyanne snickered again. “He’s been unmoving for a disturbingly long t—“ CRASH!

Carina had a skip in her step while she returned to the Hospital Wing. She plopped back down behind the matron’s desk and returned to annotating her text. She tried to distract herself by trying to translate the symbols on the book, but her mind always somehow wandered back to Emcy’s face. Icy-blue eyes blown wide. Mouth opened, not a sound uttered. His cheeks prettily dusted in pink.

She covered her face and quietly squealed. How could he be any more endearing?

“Left! Go left—oh my gods I said LEFT!” Wyanne’s loud bellow caused Carina to look up in alarm. Two Ravenclaws—Andrew Larson and Amit Thakkar—carried (more like Wingardium Leviosa’d) a boy into the Hospital Wing and dropped him in the first vacant bed. Carina was already by their side while Wyanne explained that Emcy had fainted all of a sudden.

“What?” Carina looked down and cleaned away the blood on his forehead. “He fainted? How much water had he been drinking lately?

“More than enough,” Andrew reported diligently while Wyanne fetched pillows from the other beds. “3 litres daily to be exact!”

Carina dabbed some dittany onto the cut. She prayed he didn’t get a concussion. “Has he been fainting a lot like this lately?”

“No,” Amit answered while holding up Emcy’s legs so Wyanne could tuck the pillows under, “he’s been…healthy. He trains, he goes to classes, he goes to bed at 9:30 every night and wakes at 6 o’clock.”

So it was a first time occurance… “Did he eat something different today?”

“No, but can I say something?” Wyanne interjected with a tired expression, “I’m pretty sure he just fainted from shock because you kissed him.”

Everyone was silent for a moment. Carina’s heart dropped to the ground. “I…” She looked back down at Emcy, who looked like he was sleeping quite peacefully. “Did I really…?”

She did this?

“Don’t blame yourself, Carina,” Wyanne sounded completely unbothered. One might even say she was happy about it. “Emcy was just shocked. It’s not every day he gets kissed. He’ll be fine.”

Carina brushed a strand of hair away from Emcy’s face and frowned slightly. “I didn’t think he’d faint…”

“No one saw it coming,” Andrew shook his head. Amit shot him a mortified look. “Uh-wait, I mean—I mean no one thought he’d faint. Everyone—our friend group—knew something might go on—between you two—when Emcy kept disappearing during your shifts. Uh. Heh. He’ll be fine. He’s a big boy! …Quite literally…”

Wyanne shook her head and facepalmed.

“Okay,” Amit tittered, “why don’t we leave Emcy alone to Carina’s care? He’s in good hands, we can go.”

“Aww!” Andrew pouted as Wyanne and Amit grabbed him by both arms, “but I wanna see them—mph!”

“Hush.” Wyanne stuffed another exploding bon bon into his mouth for good measure. The trio rushed out of there, leaving Carina alone with Emcy.

She sighed quietly and sat down on the edge of the bed. His chest rose and fell softly as he slept, perhaps dreaming of something that made him so calm. She remembered that there were a few occurrences where he jerked awake, sweating from fear. But that only happened a few times last year. The record was still zero this year.

She stared at the unsmudged lipstick mark on his left cheek she’d planted only minutes ago. She didn’t ask, but from the looks of it he’d fallen and fell on the right side of his face. A smile crept up her face at the thought that maybe, just maybe, he’d been careful not to destroy her souvenir.

She sighed again. She couldn’t believe she had caused this. She just wanted to tease him, encourage him, give him a clue that his rather obvious feelings were reciprocated. She hadn’t meant to make him faint.

Will he really be alright…?

Gosh, what if he hated her after this? Saw her differently and decided he didn’t actually like her? That would be embarrassing…

Emcy’s eyelashes fluttered before his eyes opened slightly. His icy-blue eyes slowly drifted over to her.

“Hello,” Carina whispered with a gentle smile, “do you know where you are?”

In heaven with an angel. “I’m in the Hospital Wing.” Ugh, the world was spinning a little. “How come…?

“You fainted in the Great Hall just now,” she explained to him as he sat up slowly, “Wyanne, Andrew, and Amit brought you here.”

“Ah…” He mulled over his words before he continued, “were they a lot of trouble?”

“Nope! They were very helpful. Do you feel alright?”

He was silent for a few seconds. “I’m just a little dizzy.”

“You also got a cut on your forehead. I put some dittany over it, so it should heal in a few minutes.”

“Thank you…” He smiled at her very softly, very gently. Then he looked down at his hands in guilt, clenching and unclenching them again.

“I shouldn’t keep troubling you like this…”

“No, not at all,” Carina leaned in closer, “I don’t mind. You are my favourite patient.”

He forced a laugh out of himself. “Really?”

“I’m a terrible liar, Emcy.”

“I know,” he looked up at her with a wider smile, “you’re always truthful. It’s one of my favourite things about you.”

She’d never heard him speak so many words at once. He wasn’t sure when the last time he spoke so much was. “I—What else do you like about me?”

“I…” He looked down at his hands again, his initial appreciation for her kindness now replaced with embarrassment as his face turned redder by the second. “I like…your smile.”

She smiled wider. “And?”

“And…how gentle you are.”

Carina giggled happily and kicked her feet in the air. “What else?”

“I like your laugh.” He sounded surer of himself now. Because he did like it. “I also…like your hair.”

“My hair?” She brushed a stray strand behind her ear. “I like my hair too.”

Emcy couldn’t help the little chuckle. “I like your eyes…” He looked up at her, staring intensely into her eyes. “They’re…enchanting.”

She felt her cheeks heat up at the compliment. Emcy was already as red as a tomato, but he continued. “I like your voice. It’s very soft. And I like your earrings. They suit you.” He clenched his fists so hard he was sure he'd leave marks on his palm. “And I…I…”

He couldn’t do it. He couldn’t do this!

Carina suddenly cupped his face in her hands. Her warm, soft, small hands cupped his face. “You fancy me, don’t you?”

Silence.

Shock. Pure shock. How did she…

“I’m very observant. But also you’re…a little obvious.”

He could die. Oh gods…

“So you fancy me, don’t you?”

Emcy squeezed his eyes shut tightly, his body trembling under her touch, his blushing face burning his cheeks and ears. He nodded once very quickly.

“Well, guess what?” She leaned in and planted a kiss on the tip of his nose. His eyes shot wide open. “I like you too.”

He was sure he was going to faint again.

“I think…I’m…”

“Emcy? Em—oh no!”

{a few months later}

She drew a little heart before she flipped to the next page, her heart doing a little dance as the two main characters teased each other. She’d only bought this romance book last week because the illustrations, instead of the writing, had caught her eye. She wasn’t complaining though—the story was really good.

She scribbled notes into the empty margins as warm, slightly roughed fingertips brushed the side of her neck before slowly combing through her long and soft white hair.

She sighed softly in content. She did adore having someone play with her hair.

Gentle fingers continued threading through the silky strands, lifting them away from the back of her neck. The cold air brushed against her skin, making her shiver.

There was a quiet sigh before soft lips pressed a feather-light kiss against her nape, their warmth lingering after they pulled away.

Every thought vanished as she froze up.

Heat rushed up her neck, flooding her cheeks. Her heart beat faster as her attention on the book became unfocused.

Before she could even react, a warm arm slipped carefully around her waist, pulling her back against a solid chest.

Flustered, she turned her head, only to meet a pair of familiar icy-blue eyes.

“Why are you blushing?” Emcy asked curiously with a tilt of his head.

“I—It’s nothing. It’s just, uh, the book.” She chuckled to herself while holding his gaze. “Why did you suddenly kiss me?”

His own face became red and he looked to the side. “…Because I wanted to.”

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Character Sheets

OCs

Emcy Player (drawn by @/vagrandeer) & Wyanne Whyle (drawn by @/karajluce) & Teddy Lancelot (drawn by @/cherryray-hl)

Context for posts:

Drawing Style

I’m very much aware the way I draw my characters looks very different from what the other artists have drawn lmao.

All characters drawn in chibi style are at least 16 years old (even though they look much younger—it’s chibi, after all).

All characters drawn in a more grown-uppy/anime/manga style are at least 16 years old, unless stated otherwise.

All characters depicted doing stuff (drinking, sex, etc.) are at least 18 years old.

OCs

Wyanne Whyle is Y/N Y/L

Emcy Player is MC

Teddy was a Teddy Bear

Wyanne is Asian-Irish

Emcy is English

Teddy is French-Hawaiian

Emcy goes by He/They

Wyanne=Wynie=Whinie=Winnie=Shorty

Universes (Main Stories)

Universe A (BbSoG) — Bound by Shadows of Grief (in which Emcy dies during the final battle with Ranrok)

Universe B (WTB) — What Tethers Between (in which a girl from the real world gets isekai’d into HL and lives the life of Wyanne Whyle in her stead)

Universe C— Other universes with occurrences that aren’t canon to A or B

OTPs (Canon & Fanon)

Emcy x Wyanne

Wyanne x Garreth

WyVer Ship Wyanne x River @/mostboringcrossover

Wyanne x Renn @/winkywynz5

Teddy x Castiel @/vagrandeer (fiance)

Starfall Ship Emcy x Carina @/amus2110

EliaMcy Ship Emcy x Elian @/shanethehufflepuff

SunFrost Emcy x Lukai @/ravenothere

Why Lynn? / WyLynn Wyanne x Mylene @/ravenothere

Stories

Drama Series—Teddy, Castiel, and Your Ex Vincent