#embalmic

[inkpromise]

@embalmic said, " hey, uh… i just moved in next door. i thought i’d introduce myself. never know when you need a cup of sugar, right? "

home was such a weird concept. eric was rarely stationary long enough to set down roots anywhere. he'd realized at some point the transformation in his body meant living for someone else rather than living for himself. the de clermont family pointed him in a direction and he followed directions. not always to the letter. directions were more like loose guidelines at this point in his very long life. as long as the end result was the same, who really cared what the journey looked like?

but, he did have a number of residences around the world to settle into whenever it suited his fancy. or, rather, whenever it suited someone else's fancy. usually, eric didn't mind. he loved his life and he loved the purpose his family infused within him. sometimes thinking about it made him feel so gods-damned lonely, though.

out of the shower and in a fresh pair of jeans, the towel was still draped across his shoulders when bare feet pad down the hall towards the front door. the bell put him on high alert. had anyone ever rung it before? he genuinely couldn't remember. either way, he was tense as he pulled the knob in towards himself....

....revealing an angel on the other side.

both eyebrows raise up and bright blues scan the horizon. instinct told him this was okay. hundreds and hundreds of years of being on high alert gave him an incredibly good idea when a person standing in front of him had good intentions or not. while it was always folly to lower his guard, eric softened ever so slightly at the beginning of an introduction.

" aye, " one corner of his mouth lifts into the beginnings of a genuine grin. " not the baking type but it is very wonderful in tea. "

hundred percent it was a trick of the light but eric swore there was a glow around this new stranger. one he probably stared at a second longer than was polite.

" name's gal- " eyes close and he shakes his head. " eric. friends call me gallowglass, though. do you need help with boxes or anything? i'm very good with heavy objects. "

#･ﾟ ✧ 。― answer #embalmic #･ﾟ ✧ 。― verse . undecided #admittedly i have not read or watched american gods yet #so gallow and i can learn together ahahaha #but she is yours which means i love her

[hostiae]

( @embalmic asked: 10.  STRANDED :  for one muse to help the other who’s stranded on the road. +reverse (help pls.) )

the road hypnotizes him — the endless yellow lines, the pattering rain relentless on metal and glass — and even though his thumb keeps up with the radio's beat on the steering wheel, he's barely cognizant of what's playing. he's grateful there aren't many cars on the road ( none, there's none ) but less grateful for the endless trees, dark and unforgiving beyond the shoulder.

it's the kind of road that's never known a street light.

a car on the side of the road forces him to ease up on the accelerator, head turning to look, nearly rolling to a stop. no one's there. dark brows furrow in question and chris twists the volume dial to low, taking a quick glance at the clock. 2:46 a.m. he'd gotten back to the bsaa's headquarters late — and got out of there even later, but still somehow, the clock's hour surprises him. no more than the mystery vehicle, however, or that less than 100 feet ahead, he spots the silhouette of a woman.

she looks like she's going to drown out there.

chris pulls onto the shoulder, throwing the car in park as he climbs out of the vehicle. ❝ hey, ❞ he calls out, ❝ that you back there? ❞

#chris to the rescue! #i've missed youuu! #embalmic #c. redfield // ic #c. redfield // main verse #asks. //

[absolveres]

( @embalmic asked: "i'm not here to talk about my feelings." / random dialogue prompt )

talking about feelings roused discomfort in a lot of people. he'd drawn so many confessions out of people, yanked too many truths out of their white-knuckled grasp that he'd reason more people wanted to bury their feelings than not. most people needed convincing. and john had found dozens of ways to open people up, whether through trust and gentleness or violent discomfort.

the truth was less difficult to face when the other option hurt worse.

❝ no? see, i think something inside of you is begging to talk about them. aching for a reason to open up, to spill your feelings onto the floor — to unload that weight. before it crushes you. ❞ it's easy to say from the other side, easy when he knows that it's not his vulnerability on display. there's control in listening and while john demands trust, he also understands each secret, each buried emotion, is worth manipulating.

#embalmic #✝ ic. // you’ll fear what you’ve found #✝ asks. // oh lord what have you done

[hellceo]

“go fuck yourself !!” — it's always sunny ( accepting ) / @embalmic

" SORRY, DARLING. Would if I could. Don't worry, I'll be getting to it later. Be a lot more fun than what I'm doing right now. Which — " And he twirls the pen between his fingers, " — seems to be dealing with eloquent demands of what I do in my private time. If you have a complaint, my dear, you're welcome to not leave it. "

#;; & main v. : the king of hell. #embalmic #( dixon my love #i've missed youu #also sry he's an asshat )

[10ccs]

@embalmic​​ said: that crap will kill you. 

people keep telling him that like it’s going to change anything. it’s not that he thinks he’s invincible, far from it, but he doesn’t really care. if the drugs knock him off, well, whatever. at least he’d go out peacefully. 

"so i’ve heard.” 

#embalmic #*ask #*sam&laura #hi hi!

[t0bey]

she just has one of those faces yknow

#identity v #idv #matthias czernin #lily barriere #norton campbell #aesop carl #idv puppeteer #idv cheerleader #idv prospector #idv embalmer #my art

[drafthearse]

embalming fluid bottles [x]

#transparent #embalming #mortuary science #oddities #finds

[nightwonder7]

"How is your head as dense as your body?" Duo hunter shenanigans.

#identity v #idv #identity v fanart #idv fanart #identity v fool's gold #norton campbell #identity v night watch #ithaqua #identity v mercenary #naib subedar #identity v batter #ganji gupta #identity v toy merchant #anne lester #identity v gardener #emma woods #identity v embalmer #aesop carl #identity v grave keeper #andrew kreiss #identity v prisoner #luca balsa #identity v cowboy #kevin ayuso #comic #night's art

[nikoadmeliora]

🌙💤

#my art #identity v fanart #identity v #identity v aesop #aesop carl #idv embalmer #idv aesop

[kokoroisbleeding]

Graveyard boys

(haha I want to sleep)

#identity v #identity v fanart #identity v embalmer #identity v grave keeper #identity v aesop #identity v andrew #identity v aesop carl #identity v andrew kreiss #idv #idv fanart #idv embalmer #idv grave keeper #idv aesop #idv aesop carl #idv andrew #idv andrew kreiss #aesop carl #andrew kreiss #fanart #digital art #aesdrew #kokoroisbleeding

[goocasden2]

funny animal post

#identity v #idv weeping clown #idv acrobat #mike morton #idv female dancer #margaretha zelle #idv toy merchant #anne lester #idv embalmer #aesop carl #idv postman #victor grantz #idv batter #ganji gupta #idv priestess #fiona gilman #idv seer #eli clark #idv enchantress #patricia dorval #idv grave keeper #andrew kreiss #idv prisoner #luca balsa #idv painter #edgar valden #idv mechanic #tracy reznik

[homoqueerjewhobbit]

I'm allowed to make this joke, but I love that Jewish death rituals are like:

"Pfeh, for what should I spend $12,000 on a big fekakte box they see only for five minutes before they cover it with dirt?"

"Don't waste my good suit what might fit my nephew Lev if the bum should ever even try to get a real job!"

"Embalming? Don't mind me, I'll rot in the dark."

#There is standardized Yiddish transliteration and I fart in it's general direction #Anyway Jewish ritual plain box simple shift closed casket no embalming #Spend money on bagels for after #There are a lot of prescribed behaviors for how to behave at the Shiva (mourning house calls) #My family observes none of them. We treat it like a family reunion #If you want all my petty family funeral drama though maybe a different post? #But seriously Christian funerals are such a huge scam. Taking advantage of people at their most vulnerable. #If you have an iron stomach go read about what happens to a corpse when it decays in a vacuum sealed coffin #Death #Death rituals #Judaism #jewish #Jumblr #Jew stuff #post o' mine #Clearing out the drafts #Offensive Yiddish accent clichés are for Jews only. #For this we came to America? To get made fun of on the feygele website by our great grandchildren?

[hostiae]

( @embalmic asked: DISASTER :  for both muses to work together to escape a fire, flood, or other disaster. (mars) )

she tries to hold her breath, lungs on fire, threatening to choke with every desperate inhale. she holds her sleeve over the lower half of her face, seeking an escape while her other hand reaches for laura's arm, so that they don't lose each other in the smoke.

❝ there, ahead! ❞ she breaks into a sprint for the door, dropping the arm from her mouth to grab the door handle. of course it's fucking jammed. why wouldn't it be?

❝ on the count of three, we break through, ❞ hope tastes like desperation, but they have a better chance unjamming the door if they work together, ❝ one, two... three! ❞ with that, she slams her shoulder into the planks, hearing a hopeful crack.

#embalmic #m. benson // ic #m. benson // main verse #ic. //

[absolveres]

( @embalmic asked: ❛ the storm’s getting worse. ❜ / random dialogue prompts )

john kneels in front of the fireplace, burning newspaper in his hand as he attempts to warm the top of the firebox. as the flame eats away at the paper, he drops it to the wood below snapping back his hand before he gets burned. he grabs the lighter from the ground, relighting the newspaper pinned between logs and kindling ( praying it may light and stay lit this time ).

hands hovering in front of the fire, he glances back over his shoulder, then to the window to the whirlwind of snow. ❝ the power will be fucked for days at this rate. ❞ at least the fire he'd been fighting with for the last several minutes seems to finally be burning bright in front of him, casting a warm glow around him. he's frustrated with the entire situation, the lack of power, the cold air, the damned fireplace he'd never been skilled at lighting. he looks back at her, ❝ we won't be going anywhere for a while. ❞

#embalmic #✝ ic. // you’ll fear what you’ve found #✝ asks. // oh lord what have you done

[veryaren]

geill

#i did thisnyesterday but i forgor ro post it #heehee #aesop hitting the grill like a beast #identity v #art #fanart #idv fanart #idv #idv embalmer #aesop carl #idv aesop #shitpost

[mulberry-mansion]

believers or not

#my art #identity v #idv #identity v seer #identity v embalmer #identity v grave keeper #identity v postman #eli clark #aesop carl #andrew kreiss #victor grantz