Ask Emilio Anything!

((I need to rest oh lord ;;; ))

((mun: Major game of “Hand Ball” today. I skidded my knee, almost cracked open my elbow and fell to the ground a few times. And plus, a recital tomorrow. I’m gonna cry in my sleep now OTL))

howlblack and not-so-little-overland appeared at the tower!

howlblack:

asktheashes:

howlblack:

asktheashes:

howlblack:

 

“That is an important job you have, without those two things children won’t ever achieve their dreams without ideas and inspiration”

“Si. And so many in the world have that motivation to make them come true. Me and Sandy work side by side with that part.”

“Makes sense you too work together since your centers go hand in hand, I don’t know what mine is just yet”

“You’ll find yours soon enough, young one. And I’m sure it’ll be great!”

“I hope so, but I can’t help but feel lost that I don’t have one”

“It just takes time,” he reassured, smiling down at him. “What are your talents? That’ll surely help you in finding a center.”

Art Lessons ~ asktheashes and howlingwhispers

howlingwhispers:

While Howl and Emilio were close friends, there was a point where Howl just seemed to disappear off the map. The Spirit was gone for quite some time, finally reaching out to Emilio via Whispers after seventeen years or so. He quickly apologized for being gone so long, explaining that he had gotten caught up in his duties, as well as getting married and having two children.
One who very much liked to draw.

An deal was agreed upon the two men: in order to make up for lost time, Howl would stop by with his daughter for some much-needed official art lessons. The storm clouds signaled their arrival, a thunderstorm brewing like no other, and at 10 am of all times. But the storm seemed content to just loom over the city, crackling menacingly but nothing much else. 

Deciding not to be rude, Howl landed at the entrance of the tower instead of flying right through one of the wide windows up top. “Oi, Emilio!” The man called, cupping his hands round his mouth as he shouted. Somehow he looked different again from the last time they met…

Emilio had been up all night once more. All nighters were a bit common with him, considering he worked 24/7 like Toothiana and Sanderson did. He was hunched on his desk, a little pale and some ink stains on his face. Hearing his name being called, he yawned before plastering a piece of paper on his face, blending in with his features and making himself look presentable.

“Howl?” he turned to the wind spirit, a smile creasing on his paper face. “I’m glad you could come.”

howlblack and not-so-little-overland appeared at the tower!

howlblack:

asktheashes:

howlblack:

 

“That is an important job you have, without those two things children won’t ever achieve their dreams without ideas and inspiration”

“Si. And so many in the world have that motivation to make them come true. Me and Sandy work side by side with that part.”

“Makes sense you too work together since your centers go hand in hand, I don’t know what mine is just yet”

“You’ll find yours soon enough, young one. And I’m sure it’ll be great!”

howlblack and not-so-little-overland appeared at the tower!

howlblack:

 

“That is an important job you have, without those two things children won’t ever achieve their dreams without ideas and inspiration”

“Si. And so many in the world have that motivation to make them come true. Me and Sandy work side by side with that part.”

the-white-rabbit-returns, amainokumo, snowypast, badentertainment and heybxnnie appeared at the tower!

“Ciao! It’s nice to meet you all! Sorry I haven’t greeted you sooner. I was very busy with work. Grazie for stopping by!”

themusesgrove:

asktheashes:

themusesgrove:

Muse heard her name being called from what felt like underwater. Everything felt foggy and removed, the whole world slowly coming back to her as she settled back into her body. Pain was what hit her next, the cuts and infected slashes on her arms slamming into her. She awoke with a cry, curling up instantly as she gave the shout of agony. Whimpering, she looked to where she thought she had heard her name.

She gasped, seeing Emilio bloody and broken, his torn arm extended towards her. “Emilio!” She tried getting up, the action feeling like a thousand needles being jammed into her arms. She stifled another cry, her arms unable to hold her weight. She tried to crawl over to him, every movement torture.

“Nnngh-!! Emilio! Please, hear me! Are you alright? Answer, please!” her voice was desperate. 

His eyes were brimmed with black droplets of ink. The pain was almost unbearable now and his ink levels were slowly shrinking low. He smiled weakly up at her. “Heh, Ciao.” he mustered up. “Are you alright, Muse? Is she gone?” 

Muse sighed in relief when he answered her, thanking every god she knew might still exist that he was still alive. Her entire body throbbed, the feeling of Eris being ripped from her making her feel raw and weak. The blood loss from the deranged spirit mauling her arms for days sapped whatever strength she had had.

“Y-yes, she’s gone…” she said, quickly fading as she lay on the ground. “I…. I don’t think I can move…. I th… I think we’re in… trouble…” Her breath was coming in bursts, the world dipping dangerously. Everything around her swum as she gave a slight moan of despair.

No we’re not. With a whistle from his free hand, a huge crane began to flap and swoop down to their level. A few other clean papers also came to aide the torn Emilio. Slowly, they attached themselves to the paper man and he began to stand. Though, he was wobbly, due to low ink levels.

Stumbling toward Muse, he picked her up bridal style, turning to the crane and set her in it. “No we’re not. We’re fine.” cracking a weak smile.

asktheguardianofwonder and spirit-of-burdens appeared at the tower!

asktheguardianofwonder:

asktheashes:

asktheguardianofwonder:

“Of course, old friend!” Nicholas grinned and pat Emilio on his right shoulder. “How have you been?”

He chuckled. “Very busy, but I’ve been well.” he smiled at the tall Russian man. “How are you doing yourself?”

“Yes, I suppose you have. It’s spring after all, and everyone is feeling a bit artsy and in need of inspiration, right?” His smile brought wrinkles on his eye corners.
“I am fine. It’s been very quiet after Christmas but soon I will have to start to work again. I am not complaining - I love my work - but some peace and quietness is a nice change too.”

“I see,” he smiled. “If you’d like, I could help you design new toys this Christmas.” he loved to help, mostly because of the specific sketchbook he had been filling with toy designs.

the-cupid:

asktheashes:

Many brushstrokes and sketchings later, Emilio filled an entire wall of paintings, sketches and writings. To his disappointment, they weren’t what he’d expected. Though, fortunately, most of them were able to be sent off to the lucky people. He glances over at Musette and smiled. 

“I’m done for the day. I need a break.” he got up from the chair and stretched.

➸Her eyes flickered through the wall with amazement, each one getting a smile more joyful than the other. When he spoke she gazed around until she met his eyes and she nodded. “You have worked a lot monsieur, it is a tiring job I assume.” 

She approached where he was now and crossed her arms. “And what do you do on breaks usually?” 

“To calm myself, I usually flow with the wind,” he simply said. “I break apart slowly and let the wind take me somewhere I never expect. One time, I ended up in South America!”

howlblack and not-so-little-overland appeared at the tower!

howlblack:

asktheashes:

howlblack:

asktheashes:

howlblack:

 

“Thank you, when one’s mother is the tooth fairy, they must keep their teeth looking nice”

“Ah yes of course!” he nodded, scratching the back of his head. “I assumed. You have her feathers. And…. pale skin? From whom?”

“Actually from her too, you see the mini fairies have pale skin and since there just extensions of my mother, I got the skin. But most think its from my dad, since he’s as ashy as an ash tray”

He chuckled at the thought. Ashy as an ash tray? He he. “That is what I was thinking as well. Thank you for clarifying.”

“Your welcome” he smiled “So what do you do?” He asked

“I bring ideas and inspiration to people of the world. And also, to aide the other guardians in their holidays.”