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Emmeline and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day || Self-Para
March 24, 1982
Emmeline finally went home to her own bed. She still wasn’t convinced she fully understood what was going on, but she couldn’t handle the way Benjy watched her, constant worry in his eyes. She’d remembered or figured out enough to know that she did trust him, perhaps more than anyone else in the Order. She wasn’t supposed to talk about the Order. That was a secret.
Instead of worrying about it anymore for the night, though, Emmeline drifted off to weird murky sleep full of floating dreams--or were they memories?--just out of reach.
As far as she knew, there was nothing to get up for in the morning, but at 6:20, there was a sudden banging on her door. Emmeline first cowered, then realized it wouldn’t do any good. Gripping her wand tightly, Emmeline snuck to the door. She didn’t recognize the witch on the other side of the peephole, but that wasn’t exactly a shock. Slowly she opened the door.
“Um, hi,” she said, hoping there would be enough detail filled in for her to avoid making a fool of herself.
The woman stared. “Why are you still in your pajamas?”
“I- Well...” Emmeline didn’t have a good answer.
With a sigh, the woman stepped in. “Look, everyone oversleeps sometimes, just no one expected you would. Mina was ready to send a search party, but I said I’d check on you.”
Mina. Emmeline knew that name. Mirandora Mina! Her boss. Why was Emmeline’s boss looking for her?
The answer came quite suddenly, and all the color drained from Emmeline’s face. “Was I supposed to work today?” she asked in a tiny voice.
The witch frowned. “Yes. You... Are you feeling okay?”
Without waiting for Emmeline’s answer, she touched her wand tip to Emmeline’s forehead. Under the touch, Emmeline froze. If she figured out something was wrong, Emmeline didn’t have a good story for how she’d ended up with so few memories. She and Benjy had tried to come up with something, but nothing had seemed plausible.
Thankfully the witch shrugged as she lowered her wand. “You seem fine. This is stress related, isn’t it? I always tell you that you need more time off! What have you been doing with the last few days, though, if you’re this stressed now?”
“Oh, you know,” Emmeline said vaguely. “Not terribly much.”
The witch sighed. “You know what? We can talk about it at break down. Right now why don’t you get dressed? I’ll wait out here.”
Emmeline hurried back into her bedroom. She had to try a few drawers before finding robes that matched the witch’s, and she slipped them on in a hurry. She cast some quick hygiene spells, grimacing a bit at the feeling of it in her mouth. She would have liked to brush her teeth, but if she was already late for work, Emmeline didn’t dare take more time than she had to.
Work wasn’t much better once she got there.
“Basic diagnostics, Vance!” her boss snapped at her at one point. “Have you forgotten how to do patient intake?”
Yes, but Emmeline couldn’t admit that. Instead she mumbled an apology and watched closely when she assisted someone else do one.
“Emmeline, what is with you today?” Betsy, the witch who’d come to get her that morning, asked as she took over a patient. “That is the most clear case of a miscast bubble charm I’ve ever seen. How did you not figure it out?”
“I- Just tired,” she mumbled, knowing it was a bad excuse.
At lunch time, she hid away from everyone else. Instead of going to the break room to eat, she headed to the resource center and poured over as many books and articles as she could in the short time. With Benjy’s help, Emmeline had figured out over the past few days that things being mentioned to her helped the memories return, but it wasn’t all at once. It was the hint of recognition followed by the slow filtering in of information. It wasn’t fast. She’d re-met Benjy days ago now and still couldn’t say when she’d first met him or why she trusted him so much.
Afterward she was ready and armed as best she could for an afternoon like the morning, but Mina pulled her aside as soon as she got back. “Look, you’re clearly not quite yourself today. Why don’t you be one-on-one with the Lowe lad? He keeps moving, which breaks the stasis charm on his lungs. We’re reapplying it as much as we can, but if he keeps this up, he’ll never breathe right away. Go talk to him, keep him company, and fix the damn charm when he breaks it.”
Emmeline’s heart sank. She may not remember much, but she knew this kind of simple one-on-one work was usually reserved for apprentices. She was being treated like she’d just gotten here and didn’t know what she was doing. They weren’t far off.
She made it to the end of her shift, and as Emmeline prepared to leave, Mina leaned in close. “Whatever has you like this? Get some sleep and get it fixed. I expected my usual Vance back tomorrow, got it?”
Emmeline nodded, unable to quite keep the panic off her face.
When she got home, sleep was the last thing on her mind. She gathered the old textbooks on her shelf. Had she ever been the time to cram all-nighters? She was now.
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my mom keeps being like well you and joshua have a lot of similar hobbies you should talk about it together :) and im like well i think charles and arthur have gay sex and the matrix is about being nonbinary and fallout is inherently an antiwar anticapitalist game. and hes like no youre wrong. i cant stand cishet white men who like video games and action movies
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Alexi doesn’t acknowledge Mother’s Day every year-- these are still the Delaneys after all and few things are ever normal with them-- but every five or so years, he sends her flowers and a few rare potion ingredients.
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You know, I always found it odd that at the beginning of FFIX, when Tantalus was putting on the play, the boys all kept referring to each other by their actual names on stage -- Baku as King Leo, and presumably Ruby as Cornelia, were the only ones who got “character” names. Marcus I could count as a coincidence, but Blank and Zidane (or whatever you chose to name him)?
Then it hit me -- Tantalus IS a legitimate theater troupe. Which means it is ENTIRELY possible that Baku, the huge fucking theater nerd (you look at the way he hams up King Leo and how he just acts in general -- need I mention ambushing the guys with the dragon head, realistic roar and all?), adopted all these kids, and named them after characters in Lord Avon’s famous play.
#nocturna speaks#final fantasy 9#ffix#final fantasy ix#look i hav eheadcanons about this game#and I've been binge playing it#and watching my favorite fandub#so yall are gonna get to see them.
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where did the whole rinoa has purple eyes thing even come from...i know in certain merch she has purple eyes & in opera omnia too but?? in the official art & the original cutscenes and even dff, her eyes are dark brown? idk but, just to be clear, my rinoa definitely has dark brown eyes and her highlights are the result of hair dye. i always liked the mostly very realistic colouring of ffviii bc i feel it works for that setting but i especially feel it’s important for rinoa since, until later in the plot, she’s supposed to be this normal girl in the sense that she isn’t like...a garden student or a soldier or anything like that? this isn’t really a headcanon or anything, just something that was in my head asdfghjhgf!!
#☆彡 sʜᴏᴏᴛɪɴɢ sᴛᴀʀ ⌇ (OUT.)#i mean...i think MOST ppl think the same way i do so this isnt a revolutionary thought at all lmao#but i HAVE noticed some ppl draw her with purple eyes or prefer her that way or whatever#which is obviously FINE but im just getting my opinion out#also im hoping making stupid posts like this will help me feel more comfy abt posting eheadcanons asdfghjhg#im very bad at posting my personal takes on canon muses bc im worried abt disagreement but i feel like rinoa is the canon muse who is finall#finally going to stick for me and i really do have a bunch of very personal takes i want to write up for her! >:^)#im the opposite of a lot of ppl on tumblr in that i find ocs super easy to write but canons make me nervous asdfgfd#im a lot more at ease abt creating my own character from scratch than trying to handle somebody else's character bc of#other ppl's expectations but i really want to make my portrayal of her my own11#* !! weird al singing all star on loop.
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Elijah Headcanon #1
Elijah is one of the two Wayland siblings with piercings and tattoos.
He got gauges in both his ears and one piercing above his eyebrow.
He has a tattoo on his neck that to most looks like boxes and lines, nothing special but they are in fact a pattern that Helena had on the curtains in her room when Elijah first snuck in there.
On his arm he has a tattoo that looks like a maze, a tattoo symbolizing the Waylands and their hardships. The family was believed to have died out several times only to be discovered that they only hid. To Elijah the maze is a way of showing that you don't kill off the Waylands that easily.
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Emmeline still carries the wand she picked up with her mother in Diagon Alley at eleven years old. She really hadn’t tried very many wands before settling on a 10 inch supple alder wand with a unicorn core. It’s served her well over the years, and even without her memories, she reached for it on instinct. It has been a loyal friend, and Emmeline does her best to take proper care of it through polishing and proper holsters. It isn’t particularly flashy to look at, but then again, neither is Emmeline.
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if eleanor ever needed a new fc, i’d probs use ca.lis.ta flo.ck.hea.rt bc she has a pretty solid eleanor vibe tbh.
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the first thing that I do when I walk in is find a way out for when [ shit gets bad ]
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Long stints of time in the Underworld and Elizabeth tends to forget simple things like cutting her hair. Currently, it's grown down past her lower back.
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Eva always has to fall asleep to music and if she doesn't have music playing, then she won't be able to fall asleep at all. It's a process she discussed and set up with her therapist as she used to complain that she couldn't sleep because there was either a loud buzzing in her head, she could hear voices or her own thoughts were too loud.
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