So a while back, FF twitter was chattering about pc/npc ships.
You know what that means? It means it is OPEN
SEASON for me to talk about Emmanellain/Ritanelle. “But,” you say, “nobody asked?” Too bad, you get to hear it anyway. Emm’s not popular but he’s my fave dammit so I Will Have An OC Smooch Him.
- Rita met him in a bar like 15 minutes after fleeing to Ishgard &
went “hi, new bestie/FWB!” - They bond over being the Family
Disappointment tbh, both being the youngest with very dignified, very disapproving elder brothers…and both being pretty sure their family hates them and would be happier with them gone. - the very first time she met Artoirel was the morning after Emm took her home to Fortemps manor and she woke up on Emm’s couch in Emm’s shirt. Artie did not approve.
- he super did not approve when he found out she was one of the Scions now crashing in his manor
- She taught him to tabtarget w/ titan-egi as a training dummy so he didn’t totally embarrass himself in the grand melee!
- …She also used this to practice her rogue skills. Since he’s a terrible fighter and she’s a terrible rogue, this was a much more even match.
- They’re mostly Just Friends but they also bang a lot…and she spends a lot of time bragging about him. "this dumbass has so much love in his heart plz Love Him”
- thanks to her, many adventurers learn Important Emm Facts like “he’s not a great fighter but the things he can do with his tongue make up for it” & “he is Made Of Anxiety but he also wants to Love” & “for a good time call…”
- his social life takes a huge upswing after meeting her, tbh, because she has Zero Shame re. bragging about her conquests.
- Emm, meanwhile, just spends like 75% of his time around her starry-eyed because she’s a Scion and a summoner. She kills primals for a living and she likes him.
- she thinks he’s funny and sweet and good in bed! him! he is liked! emm becomes every “good job!” doggo meme as soon as he hears her complimenting him.
- Emmanellain is minimum height. She thinks he can accurately be described as “tall, dark and handsome.” To be fair, she’s 5’10" which is pretty pint-sized for a giraffe.
- Every time I think of her leaning up on tiptoes to smooch him after the grand melee = A+
- (He was deeply, deeply embarrassed. People saw that. In public. But she was holding his hands in both of hers and telling him she was so proud of him so…it was bearable)
- He can, and has, picked her up off the ground with particularly exuberant hugs.
- Also, since she has the Echo, she knows his Deep Dark Secret which is that he actually has a heart of gold, because she Echoed him taking in Honoroit and was like “dawwwwww” in perpetuity.
- She hadn’t meant to, but she’d been cold and complaining about it, still new to Ishgard. Unthinking, he’d slid his coat off his own shoulders and slipped it onto hers, wrapping her up in warm fur and velvet, and she’d seen–
- –it lays too heavy on this boy’s shoulders, he’s so terribly thin and small and the man’s heart aches, such a clever lad shouldn’t be left in the cold–
- –”come with me,” he says, and thinks that he’ll die before he lets this boy feel cold or hunger again–
- –it envelops her, this feeling of warmth and trust and safety. the boy hasn’t had good things or kind words from many people, but he knows (books food a few coins pressed into his palm shiny and silver) that this nobleman would never hurt him–
- “Oh,” she says, blinking back to herself and meeting Emmanellain’s now-concerned gaze. She can’t help but smile. “No, I’m quite alright, only lost in thought.”
- After the first peace conference–the one that failed–Artoirel made the mistake of trying to apologize to her for his brother’s actions, since she’d been in the crowd. He wound up flattened against the far wall while she lectured him on throwing Emm to the metaphorical wolves for years.
- They bicker over food a lot. She thinks Ishgardian food is too heavy, he thinks Ul’dahn and Lominsan food seems to have misplaced a few extra portions. The one thing they agree on is desserts.
- “but where’s the rest of it,” Emm asks sadly of his empty plate
- His pickup lines are terrible. She genuinely finds them, and his dirty jokes, hilarious.
- He returned the favor re. tab-targeting by teaching her to waltz for an end-of-the-war ball. She adores dancing, and he’s canonically very good at it!
- She absolutely bonded with him over Honoroit. “we both have these smols who are very much smarter than us and we’d die for them”
- Emm: “mine’s better”
- “yoU TAKE THAT BACK”
- Rita suffers from Shroud-related nightmares. After discovering this–because she’d flailed enough to wake him up before diving under the bed while stammering half-incoherently about how the trees were going to eat her–Emm spent the rest of the night holding her tightly, face grim, and silently vowing revenge on anything larger than ivy.
- he’s definitely made drunken threats against a tree. and Wailers. and the concept of padjals.
- “She kills gods. She kills gods, and dragons, and–and you made her afraid.”
- He’s perfectly polite to any Wailers that pass through Dragonhead. Perfectly, viciously, magnanimously polite. Why yes of course you’re welcome to sleep by the fire, and oh if you want to help while you’re here we just so happen to have (dangerous/filthy) jobs…
- They are in a constant cold war for Control of the Blankets. Emm tends to burrito himself in them, to her consternation
- She is the one-person cheer squad for his potential, which absolutely baffled him at first until she explained her backstory. “The last time I panicked I killed two people so really, you’re doing much better! And if I could do it…”
- He’s gotten over his fear of scalekin enough to–very cautiously–pet Melusine, her drake. When the giant firebreathing lizard put her head in his lap and went to sleep, he was trapped in that chair for an hour.
- He has not yet met the dragon Sierr Kha, but he has met her son Eshet at some point since HW, mostly because Eshet is intensely curious about mortals–and Emm, for his part, is entirely willing to talk to tiny dragonets for hours.
- Rita didn’t find out about that until later and was Very Mad that she’d missed it.
- He loves spoiling his friends with gifts and presents, and is remarkably good at finding stuff they like! For Rita, this means jewelry, blank books, stationery, aetherically-enhanced ink, and fancy clothes.
- …After she teaches him to direct his attacks, he gives her a pair of steel-clawed gauntlets, sized to fit her hands perfectly. She’s rarely seen without them.
- Her Fortemps-sigil earrings are also from him, pressed into her hands before she went to fight Bismarck. “Every…every little bit helps, doesn’t it, old girl?”
- Someone absolutely spreads rumors that she’s his mistress. He is furious and probably tries to punch them. She thinks it’s the most hilarious thing she’s ever heard in her life.