IT'S EMMA ANGST HOURS
you know, I've written an awful lot of female/feminine characters that are treated harshly or without respect from their male/masculine counterparts. Emma is probably the biggest example of this, where she, the "only girl" in her Gup group, is often scolded like she's a child or protected from the outside world because she's too "fragile" and "weak". boy I sure hope this doesn't mirror past experiences i've had as someone who's grown up as a girl and OH WAIT IT DOES
The most tragic part of it is, no matter how much Emma tries to hold her own, she's just not able to get to that level of independence that other characters like Rosemary and Polly have, or hell, even Dashi and Tweak from the actual source material
Emma's the most held-back character I've probably ever written, period, and ESPECIALLY the most held-back lady
She's held down by her own self-confidence some of the time, but most of that is direct result of the constant misogyny, babying, and general disrespect by the people she's closest to. Regardless of if them mean it or not, it's still disrespect
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Emma Ratri
New one shot!
Here’s the original artwork I had made for the story but didn’t like:
I like the first one way more. Which one do you prefer?
Enjoy!
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Questioning Minds | Accepting!
@xamassed asked: is that … my shirt ? ( mammon )
It was one of Emma's lazy mornings; no one save for Lucifer had to report to RAD, so breakfast was an informal affair. The fridge was mostly empty courtesy of Beel, but he had left some things so the others could eat at their leisure. Emma was currently nursing a bowl of cereal, watching a funny video on DevilTube when Mammon had come down. He was still blinking the sleep from his eyes, so he first noticed Emma's attire when he went to sit next to her at the table.
She smiles, pausing her video and pressing a kiss to her greedy demon's cheek. "Yeah, you must've left it in my room the other night. It's big, comfy, and smells like you, so I just threw it on with some shorts. I'll give it back when I change into something proper."
Her smile turned coy as she gave a not-so-subtle wink. "Unless... you want me to keep it on?"
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Your new icon made me wheezing and I blame (thank) you solely for forcing me to search for my lost asthma inhalor 🤣
jkhkjsf thank you I just finished working on the full edit for my sidebar and my default discord avy too
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“It doesn’t even hurt anymore.” george @ kaya
kaya's hand catches george's wrist gently the moment she spies the injury, the suture thread pitch black against her freckled skin. george blithely tells her about some accident in the stables during her last odd job as kaya frets, examining the wound for any sign of loose thread or infection. thankfully, it looks like good patchwork at least; it would heal clean and add to george's building gallery of scars. building along with kaya's worries -- it seems like every time george visits, kaya only feels more adamant she should simply move here with emma, villagers' gossip be damned.
yet she knows it isn't her place to keep her here. if george wants to clear her name -- the last keepsake from her father, her family's legacy -- kaya could not stand in her way for something as small as her own selfish wish to keep her safe. her thumb brushes the unbroken skin beside the scar, smile a little sad before she pulls away.
❝ . . . i'll pack more salves and ointments this time. ❞ hearing the somberness of her own tone and hating it, kaya endeavors to lighten the mood again. ❝ i think you go through those faster than emma goes through books, ❞ she teases. it makes a nice challenge for merry, at least -- trying to keep their library flush with more than merely kaya's medical texts.
realizing george had arrived just after luncheon, kaya seeks another way to care for her, always wanting george to get plenty of rest during her visits. ❝ oh -- have you eaten yet? ❞ there's a bit of excitement hidden in the question for once, hands fiddling in anticipation. lately kaya had been learning how to cook alongside her other studies, feeling such basic knowledge vital when working in the service of people's care. and though her skills are anything but impressive so far . . . she'd like to share them with george nevertheless ( she had been working on one dish in particular, with generous guidance from emma too. . . ).
❝ newt and sungtae are on their day off, but i could whip up something if you'd like. ❞
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