a little wicked;

A little wicked, that's what he calls me. 'cause that's what i am. that's what i am. Emerson Jane D'Alessio

[greelin]

mentally i’m at least 5′11. physically? don’t worry about it

[yetanotherphotosetblog]

[emersonshq]

skyeanderson​:

“Not that I was ever allergic to peanut, I just never liked it. This, though?” Skye pointed to the cashew in between the palms of her hands. “I’m drownin’ in this,’’ Admittedly, it was such a random comment but given the fact that she had just discovered them, with all of her thirty-six years of age, it was almost ridiculous. “What– want some?” She was in the middle of her shift at the bar but on a break, and while it was an unusually busy evening, she knew well how to enjoy the break time. Not that she was lazy – she just did not allow to be taken advantage of in any sense of that word. Granted, being 36 and living the way she did was not exactly an ideal goal in life, but she couldn’t complain. She really didn’t need much else out of life. @burlingtonstarters​

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“My brother broke a tooth while eating a peanut, now they make him nervous,” Emerson submitted with a scrunch of her nose. “Me? I’m an almond girl.” She plucked one from the bowl and popped it into her mouth. 

Fuck, she needed a new haunt or two. The gym, her apartment, and then the ever under-construction clubhouse she was so bored with. 

[bob-belcher]

[jakegyllenhaal]

Ugly Betty, Derailed (1x16).

[miyokohirst]

[emersonshq]

jacelaker​:

Thursday, February 4th, 2021. CHAMPLAIN FARMS CONVENIENCE STORE, BURLINGTON VT.  AROUND 11:37PM… OPEN STARTER.

                     Vices? He had plenty of them. Nothing quite compared to the sting of a cheap bottle of vodka after a twelve hour day ( which would have scared the hell out of him if he hadn’t known how to stomach the booze ) or the way the thick smog of smoke filled his lungs and clouded his judgement for the few seconds the intake lasted. And, despite the fact that he actively tried to avoid it, the terms of life lately had seemed to force him to pick up those old habits. At least he wasn’t self medicating like some, he thought. “Those things are gonna kill ya someday, y’know!” Some white haired woman couldn’t resist chiming in on his choice of purchase, Maverick menthols, which prompted Jay to merely shake his head and shove his hand into his pocket to retrieve his wallet. “I sure hope.” He murmured, though instead of responding outright to the woman chastising him, he turned toward the patron to the right of him, offering them a wink of humor.  ⇢ @burlingtonstarters​ !!!

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“Yeah, and not minding your fucking business will kill you faster,” Emerson snapped at the old woman, who cast a glare in her direction. She held two cans of Monster and a few meat sticks in her hands. A bag of Doritos and a few chocolate bars balanced precariously against her chest. “Jeez, fuckin’ old people, am I right?”

[miyokohirst]

[emersonshq]

rhysandarslan​:

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“Hate to see you on a Thursday then, Em.” If this was their Wednesday, then hell would be greeted on the weekend. “Your prospects? Seems someone is getting comfortable in Burlington.” A soft chuckle parted his lips then as he raised the beer, taking a long sip. “But can’t blame you for your taste in location, seems we both enjoy a good dingy bar.” 

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“We’re in the same damn boat, however. And I now have the Happy Days theme song stuck in my head, so thank you for that.” Her face scrunched up, yet Emerson didn’t dare add. “I don’t get comfortable anywhere. I’m looking for someone not-clingy. Or someone who doesn’t have underlying mommy issues. Fighters who think they have rights are getting a little old for my tastes.” 

[valtsv]

im full of rage and dangerously stupid but god is holding me back by the scruff of my neck like a kitten

[emersonshq]

rhysandarslan​:

“I’m a man who’s got a lot on his mind and little time to think about it, what’s your excuse?” Rhys questions, setting the glass down as he glanced towards the other occupant in the bar. It was late Wednesday night, and the male had chosen to slip away for a bit to consider the fateful events of the day in solitude. @burlingtonstarters​

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“It’s a simple Wednesday,” Emerson deadpanned as she lifted her tumbler in a pseudo-cheers and took a sip of it. She took in the bar with a raised eyebrow and turned back to him. “I never need an excuse to sit in a bar and scout my prospects.” 

[emersonshq]

Angelic Angels & Devious Devils’ Event: Emerson D’Alessio

[toomucharitime]

#big mood

[emersonshq]

theaudenderici​:

♔

Knowing the woman to be rather on guard, he was surprised to see what little reaction she had to his presence, encouraging not only his lips, but an eyebrow to also raise in amusement. “You act cold — but your stare sure as hell burns,” Auden had watched the brunette for some time as they settled into the newer city, and it was only recently that he witnessed a flicker of something in the gaze she directed towards the icy waters. And whether that be guarded emotion, or what she was truly like beneath it all, the male was intrigued to see if he would be able to decipher a code that would allow her to be more of herself, than just another of the faction. Inching his way from the railing, and towards Emerson, he paused to causally resume his angled stance beside the woman as a smirk was turned in her direction. “I was wrong to assume you wouldn’t be all hot, and tormented in the morning,” 

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“No, I am cold, that’s the difference,” she joked, her lips curving into a small smile. Vermont seemed a bit chillier than New York, though Emerson couldn’t place her finger on why. There was a bone-aching chill that made her shiver into the black teddy coat she donned and tucked it closer to her lithe frame. 

Settling in to Burlington hadn’t been an easy task. Emerson had gone from a spacious two bedroom apartment to a much smaller studio. Someone walked through the door and her home was laid bare. There was something parallel with her own life; she had gone from a guarded fixture to an unsure newbie. And oh, she hated having such little control. The leap of faith she took left her on uneasy ground. 

“The tormented part goes away with each cup of coffee and returns with every shot of whiskey,” she reported and shook her head. “What brings you out here? Going all serial killer-y?”

[emersonshq]

paytonwilde​:

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Nodding his head, Payton stayed silent for a lingering moment. The woman in front of him clung tightly to her pride, and it was enough to almost make the edges of his lips twitch upwards. But instead he kept to his composure, it’d be easier to make note of her if he didn’t show too much himself. At least for now, while he was still testing the waters and deciding who he could actually trust in Burlington. 

“I lived in New York for a bit, the humidity there is much worse.” Taking a sip of his own coffee, he shrugged. “Las Vegas was dry as all hell, but what can I say darlin’, something about the East Coast always calls me home.” Setting the paper cup aside, he glanced towards the outside window where the wind was picking up, a tree bending to its will. 

“I’m in need of a tour, would you have the time?”

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Emerson’s lips quirked ever so slightly. “I’m also from New York. I helped Viggo get set up here when he decided to relocate,” she divulged. While she was far from his right hand, her spot was secure. Grim Riders had held her interest until they didn’t. 

Perhaps I’m a little more like my mother than I thought, she thought bitterly. 

“I’m from New York. Tried the whole Boston shtick, but what can I say? I’m a Rangers girl and I’m a little too fond of my ass to let it get ripped to shreds by rabid Bruins fans. Desert’s for raves, peyote, and festivals.” She took a long sip of her coffee and twirled the cardboard collar around her fingers. “West Coast has a bunch of surf-worshiping granola heads that shame you for not being vegan. If I want the guilt, I’ll head on to Mass.”

Golden-brown eyes shifted to the outdoors with an arched brow. “I can certainly try. I only know of the garage, the club, and the gym. But no one wants to hear about my extracurriculars.” 

[emersonshq]

📷 - A memory that comes with a picture they have

“My sister took this picture while we were out together, one of the last times I hung out with her back in New York.”

[emersonshq]

🌅 - A memory associated with a certain location

“I’ve done the whole ‘pastry outside Tiffany’s” thing. Every time I see Tiffany’s, I always think of Breakfast at Tiffany’s. What can I say? I’m basic at heart.”