Emilykaldwin Stories

Dunwall, the capital of the Empire of the Isles, is a city on the verge of collapse. The streets crawl with rats and the poor souls ravaged by the plague, while the rich and powerful play their games of deception from the comfort of their gilded manors. But the death of the Empress is about to unleash a new kind of monster onto the streets. One who will stop at nothing to reach her goals. Revenge solves everything.

Emily finding the Heart

Looking for a Dishonored RP! I love the game I'd like for it to take place during the first game. Although I know of the 2ed game.

A former sailor recounts his experience with a Serkonan legend.

Diary entries of young lady emily

After Corvo Attano tipped Dunwall over the edge by letting Havelock jump off a building with the soon-to-be empress, he escapes to Malin, an island far away from Gristol. He has a new life there, living in a cabin in the woods, but his past soon comes back to haunt him. Find out more in this thrilling "what if" story of Dishonored! *NOTE* some of the characters used in this story I do NOT own, neither do I own the world this story is based off of. This is just a concept of what I think would happen if certain events played out differently. ALL COPYRIGHT BELONGS TO ARKANE STUDIOS AND BETHESDA. *NOTE²* THIS IS NOT A SHIP STORY BETWEEN DAUD AND CORVO, AS I THINK THAT'S HIGHLY MESSED UP SINCE HE KILLED CORVO'S LOVE INTEREST. Thank you

the story of a boy who stayed by Emily's side no matter what. #1 in Corvoattano

God of War 4/5 X Rwby X Dishonored Old Husband Reader/Edo X Wife Salem One of Reader/Edo's Children X (Anybody) This story is about Forgiving. Note: This is a canceled and not finished story idea.

Here he was, on the cusp of humanity with eyes as green as peridots. He was here. He was now. He was alive. In the past, he would have believed such a feat to be folly--a foolish dream of a boy, helpless at his own funeral. But here he was, the assassin Billie Lurk at his side, one foot on the mountain of life and one lingering in the valley of death. He was The Outsider: a vestige of a boy, his name long forgotten, his past scarcely remembered. Of those he'd spoken to, only Vera Morey--better known as the witch Granny Rags in her last days of The Rat Plague, a shadow which still haunts Dunwall to this day--had listened, her deaf ears perked and her blind eyes seeing. She'd been a strange curiosity, and yet she died the death of a rotten-hearted murderer, the blood of the leader of the Bottle Street Gang, Slackjaw, forever staining her lips. To a being of over four-thousand years, life was a strange concept, and yet it felt so right.

Requested female characters x fem reader oneshots. Smut, Fluff and angst.

Emily remembers Wyman