#Elmer C. Albatross

[kim-cat3120]

Hello baccano fandom. Is this anything

[brbarou]

love and sacrifice x

[gunmaestro]

something about happy endings.

[toushindai]

A Ghost, and the Smile Junkie

She came into his dreams to hang out with him.

(Baccano!, Elmer & Monica, post-1710)

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She came into his dreams to hang out with him. She’d sit down next to him in class and diligently take notes, and then she would talk to him during the lunch hour, or walk home with him. It was nice, even if Elmer couldn’t help but feel that it wasn’t quite right.

He voiced his concerns one evening as they passed the harbor.

“Do you go see Huey as well?”

She sent back a faint exasperation at his bluntness, but then chased it away with a roll of her eyes and a rueful smile that faded a moment later. “He won’t let me in.”

Elmer cocked his head. “Let you in?”

Monica answered that with a vague gesture. “I can’t reach him. And when I do, he just—he isn’t ready to receive me. He’s like an iron wall.” She looks Elmer’s way. “What is he like, these days? Can you tell him I’m looking for him?”

Elmer’s brow furrowed. “He’s gone,” he explained. And then he realized how that could have sounded, but Monica only looked puzzled, not worried, so he figured that she must’ve had some way of knowing whether he were dead or not. Ghost stuff. And, well, if both of them were dead, they probably would’ve found each other by now. So he said, “He left the city entirely. Didn’t even tell me where he was going. He was really sad, you know. When you died.”

She sighed, stopped walking. Looked out over the waves. Somewhere, beneath the water, her corpse was decomposing and probably being nibbled at by fish. It was only thanks to Elmer’s intervention that Huey’s body wasn’t down there, too. It occurred to him for the first time just how selfish that had been, stopping his friend from leaping into the waves. If there was life after death, dying so soon after her and in the same location probably would have made it very easy for him to join Monica. But he’d been so devastated. Elmer couldn’t let him die like that.

Which was selfish. But Huey knew he was selfish, and Monica did, too.

But that wasn’t what Monica was thinking about. She wrapped her arms around herself and listened to the sound of the waves. “I didn’t mean to hurt him,” she said, “with any of this. I wanted him to be happy.”

“Well, I could’ve told you that leaving wasn’t the way to accomplish that!”

He said it with a peppy grin, meaning to tease her gently, but she looked back with anguish in her eyes and he realized that he’d misjudged the significance of the statement. “They were after him,” she said. “I couldn’t let them think he was culpable, that he was going to—”

“Do exactly what we wound up doing?” Elmer asked, and now he made his smile gentler, more rueful. Monica looked away. He said, “We saw the play, you know.”

She sighed heavily. “And he still wanted to rescue me, after all that?”

“Of course he did! Why would that change things?”

“Because I wasn’t always the person he knew.” Monica raked her fingers through her long hair, pulling it back from her face. “Everything about me that he knew was a choice, something I had to be deliberately—”

“Yeah, but Huey supported that choice.” She looked at him, like she couldn’t believe that it was that simple. But it was. Huey had said so. “He felt bad about watching the play, you know. I mean, he felt a lot of things about that play, but I’m pretty sure he hated having to learn all that stuff from the play when you hadn’t even felt comfortable telling him yourself. He didn’t want them knowing something you’d wanted to keep hidden from him. You know? If you wanted it hidden, he wanted it to be hidden from everyone. So you could be who you chose to be.” He could see tears starting in her eyes. Not ideal. He poked the corner of her mouth, although that only made her bat his hand away. “He loved Monica. He loved Monica so much. If you wanted Maribel to stay in the past, he was gonna do whatever he could to make that happen.”

Yeah, she was going to cry. Even though this should be making her happy, he thought. She sniffed a few times, and then when he offered her his arms stepped gratefully into his embrace. She cried on his shoulder until the sun began to go down and he slowly woke up from his dream.

[abyssalplein]

A Niki and Elmer all dressed up for a party in a hypothetical world where Esperanza got Niki fancy clothes (I am so proud of Niki's fancy clothes). Esperanza probably shoved his own old clothes at Elmer idk.

Elmer looking a little unnerving and unhinged is only partially on purpose. (This is the second time that I've drawn Elmer doing that expression. idk)

[indigoworks]

new discord pfps with a friend! :)

[esperanzacboronial]

Recent Baccano! art dump:

1. Humer

2. Renee covered in blood (it’s not hers don’t worry)

3. Lesbians. They really do exist

4. Monimoni is 4 years old and she will bite you

5. Whatever the fuck this is

[cherself]

Baccano week 2023 day 7: Morality in a grey world

Does Elmer have a morality code? Yes. Is it absolutely messed up? Yes.

[idontthinkimokaymentally]

Hello there Elmer C. Albatross fans.

[gunmeister]

day 26 of baccanovember! today's prompt is "broken", so i wrote a very extremely loose interpretation of the word focused on elmer c albatross.

[amerhauser]

starter - @thesmilingfool

With she had no clue how Beatrix would know how people here speak, she is still speaking only her mother language which is German as she seeks help on learning it. Learning a new and unfamiliar language is quite a thing along with surviving.

She haven't even downloaded the translator yet...

"Entschuldigen Sie…" Man looks smiling for no reason but... she had to do this. "Wissen Sie, welche Sprache die Menschen hier sprechen?"

[eccedentesian]

i love you utterly off-putting, abrasive, strange, intense, passionate muses.

[brbarou]

the kids are alright

[drfeelgreed]

❝ oh , oh , i know just the thing ! what if i said , as is necessary for the acquisition of my happiness , that you should take my gun &. blow the brains out of all the civilians in a two mile radius ? would you do it ? here , take it ! ❞

/ for elmer !

"Now, now, there's more to it than just your happiness!" Elmer chides, grinning throughout. Despite his denial, though, he takes the gun---likely out of instinct or a general inability to read the situation over any real urgency to get the gun away from Dazai.

It's the most straightforward request he's gotten from Dazai so far that still ends with the promise of a smile, but also the one that's generally the most concerning. Whether or not he actually feels any sense of concern, though... Well, the answer to that is that he likely doesn't, and can only imagine that it should be concerning.

"Say I did kill all of the civilians in a two mile radius. Now, I wouldn't really be bothered by them once they're all dead, but it would probably make a lot of other people extremely unhappy as a consequence, and then I'd have a much harder time getting smiles out of those people when the time came. And then where would we be, hey? No, that's not a good idea at all. If you just want someone to go on a killing spree, let's round up a bunch of people who've got no connections left to anyone in the world!"

unprompted. / accepting.

[abyssalplein]

Baccano! Week 2023 - Day 7: Morality in a Grey World

Huey having a self-hatred in jail thinking about his northern star (Elmer) or something. I had a couple of ideas on how to demonstrate the subjectivity of morality in Baccano! but eventually settled on this.

[empiriical]

it's all going quite well, even if she's not actually smiling yet, because she will, && that's what matters. sure, it'd be nice if she'd show it to him, but elmer rests easy knowing that it'll be worth it.

of course, it doesn't really change anything. nothing ever does.

"hahaha! you're funny, zev." a nickname. unearned && unwelcome, he's sure, but that's just who he is. esperanza was 'speran' within days of their meeting, && he was a count. a music manager is nothing compared to that.

"but also: point taken. my lips are sealed! just holler if you need help." he trots along after her through the corridors. && to his credit, elmer doesn't continue his directives, but he doesn't stop talking either. "i do plan to be there, though. gotta make sure i see this thing through. plus, i've got some friends out there i'm due to pay a visit to."

day in and day out, she deals with ego and incompetence, grovelers and gods. though she has no qualms in showing it, tactfully, she is practiced in keeping a lid on the annoyance that has built over years up to irreverence and using it as a tool when needed, rather than to self-destruct. but this guy's something else. she lets go of tact and is simply sour, both on principle and in palpable ire.

"like hell, you'll be there," she says flatly.

why did she agree to this again? she punches in the access code to the second floor corridor, and leads them in. she must be mad.

the truth is that she's becoming desperate, and that is a dangerous thing. but she's had a plan for some time now. all she's been waiting on is the moment to follow through, to pull the plug, so to speak, on the power. now she has her excuse.

only thing is, she's not convinced he's really a friend of siraba's.

they reach a door a little further down and she stops, another code.

"you know, i might smile more if you'd quit telling me to."

the door slides open. breaker room. there's no turning back now.