𝔴𝔦𝔢𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔤𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯

This piece is almost a year old, but decided to share the full version on tumblr so it can be viewed more easily for those who don't have bsky :) Lucanis and Emmrich having a lazy early morning cuddle in bed.

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Lucanis paced the entryway of the Dellamorte Villa, back and forth, trying to calm his nerves as he breathed slowly in his nose and out his mouth. Slow breath in, slow breath out... easy and slow...

Slow breath in, slow breath out... easy and sl--

"He Should Be Here By Now!"

"Cállate, Spite! He will be here." Lucanis grumbled at the interruption by his demon, trying once again to focus on the meditative breathing to calm his nerves once more. Spite gave a hmph and crossed his arms over his chest, turning his face away from Lucanis as the First Talon began pacing again.

Still, Lucanis was nervous. He knew Emmrich would be arriving any minute, they had coordinated with messages through the Eluvians for the Mortalitasi's arrival, but he was still finding himself feeling more anxious than anything. It had been months since he'd seen his friend, far later than he had wanted to reconnect with Emmrich.

Especially after that last night before the final battle against the Evanuris. Lucanis had no idea if he was going to make it out alive, and he had to let Emmrich know just how important the mage had become to him...

A knock on the double doors of the entrance immediately had both man and demon snapping their heads towards the sound. Spite scrambled over to the doors at the same moment Lucanis moved towards them to open them up.

Manfred had naturally joined him, as he always did. They walked together through the villa gardens that led to Lucanis' home, and his ward, his son, had been all too eager to insist on carrying some of the bags. Emmrich hadn't wanted to burden the wisp with too much, and had insisted on carrying his own case at the very least. After all they had packed for several days... and so many books.

Their robes also matched, and whilst Emmrich might claim it was unintentional, he was fairly certain Manfred had been quietly mimicking his style. A flattery in itself, even if it was somewhat amusing to find them so similarly dressed upon arrival. Emmrich wore flowing robes; navy fabric held together by gold stitching, whilst Manfred wore a navy shirt tucked into trousers fastened with a golden belt. And over the shirt, a coat that, upon second glance, Emmrich recognised as his own.

"Oh, Manfred... where are your own coats? Do they all require washing?"

"No," came his skeleton son's gleeful reply.

"Then why are you wearing mine?"

"I'm like you!"

Which confirmed his suspicions entirely, and warmed his heart just as thoroughly. How far Manfred had come. Such individuality, such character, and yet occasionally, he still chose to be like his father.

A chuckle slipped through Emmrichs lips as he shook his head, just as they arrived at the doors of the villa. He was certain Lucanis had been notified of their arrival, one did not exactly arrive unannounced at the front doors of the Dellamorte Villa. Regardless, he gave the door a few firm raps of his knuckles and stepped back, anticipating the long-awaited sight of Lucanis and the sound of dear Spite.

To his surprise, the Crow appeared surprised in return. Had he arrived too early? He feared he was, in fact, a few moments late.

"I see, but-- oh dear, have I misread your letter? I thought I was invited for today. If I am too early, I apologise, I can return at a later time..."

His heart beated harder and faster than he had expected. He had finally seen Lucanis again, and the man looked as handsome as ever, perhaps even more so now. The very thought of having to turn away and wait was one he found rather difficult to bear.

Emmrich Week 2025: Day 7 - Free Day!

various sentence and action starters for more intimate scenarios. tw for suggestive/outright nsfw text.

"We're alone now. How about we make this a little more interesting?"

"I have some wine. Want me to pour you a glass?"

"Those clothes are nice on you, but they would look better on the floor."

"Are you really going to make me beg?"

"I thought you liked it when I played hard to get."

"Slow down. I want to really enjoy this."

"Hold on. Are you sure we're alone?"

"You're staring."

"Let's have some fun."

"Do you want me to take it off for you?"

"Like what you see?"

"There's more where that came from."

"You look good enough to eat."

"Shouldn't we get undressed first?"

"You're too beautiful. I can't wait."

"Make yourself comfortable."

"You're being too loud. Someone will hear us."

"Keep going."

"God that feels good."

"Maybe I want someone to hear us."

"Do you really have to be such a tease?"

"Should we.. spice it up a little?"

"It's.. bigger than I expected."

"You don't have to go that fast. We have time."

ACTIONS. send + reverse for sender and receiver to swap.

[ADMIRE] sender wordlessly stares at receiver.

[BREATHLESS] sender kisses the receiver with barely any time to get air.

[CHERISH] sender traces the receiver's scars.

[FEAST] sender goes down on the receiver.

[HANDSY] sender sneaks their hands underneath receiver's clothes.

[IMPATIENT] sender starts palming receiver through their clothes.

[LONGING] sender sends receiver a risqué text.

[NIP] sender playfully bites the receiver.

[QUIET] sender pulls receiver into a kiss to shut them up.

[SEAT] sender straddles the receiver's lap.

[STEAMY] sender asks receiver to join them in the shower.

[STRIP] sender slowly undresses in front of receiver.

[SOFT] sender trails kisses on the receiver.

Spite grumbled to himself as he sat perched on Emmrich's desk with his legs crossed and feet tucked in. Lucanis was sleeping soundly in the back of their shared consciousness, his rest undisturbed by the demon's control of the body. It was an arrangement they had made, that while Lucanis rested, Emmrich would keep Spite occupied and make sure he didn't hurt anyone, including Lucanis.

Spite liked it because he actually got the chance to talk to someone beside Lucanis, and he could hold and touch things, taste things even, when Emmrich let him. The candles smelt so good, he just wanted a little bit of a taste.

But, Spite did understand that not everything that tasted good would make Lucanis' stomach feel good. They had learned that the hard way with a bar of soap at the Diamond.

Then, Emmrich was bringing up tea. It was the drink that the mage liked so much, that Curiosity enjoyed making with the steam that made pretty shapes in the air. It always did smell good...

"Very well, come. I will show you how it is made. There is a vast array of teas that can be brewed; from the selection of leaves, to the blending of said leaves, and even the method of brewing itself. Manfred rather enjoys the variety, though I suspect he is also fond of watching the steam rise."

With that, he gestured for Spite to follow him to the kitchenette, where a modest tea station had been set up for everyone's use. It was safer than risking his extensive personal set on their first time brewing tea together. Manfred would be distraught if something happened to Emmrich's collection.