#emichelle

[stiles-o-dylan24]

“You’re my soulmate Adds, it will always be you.” If this isn't an idea for an original Dylan line (like him calling her Adds) I would like to propose it as one because you shot me right in the heart and I'm not even mad about it 😭😭😭

😂 it so totally is and I absolutely love it!🥰🥰

Oh Mish😭 I’m sorry for the heart shot though I’m glad you’re not mad because I’m low key honored? Love yoooou!

[flowerpowell]

Where did you go Blanca? Hope all is well hun ❤

Not well yet but I’m hoping to get there one day, lol. I’m just having a kind of hard time right now and life’s stressful which makes everything even worse which in return makes it all even more stressful and I just dont have any energy to be here or to do anything at this point. Thanks for asking, lovely ♥

[domesticatedantelope]

74 & 65 kiss prompts for Colt x Mercy ❤

74. Kisses Where One Person Is Sitting In The Other’s Lap and 65. One Small Kiss, Pulling Away For An Instant, Then Devouring Each Other 

725 | Explicit, NSFW 18+

Colt almost feels a little guilty.

He knows precisely how long Mercy labored over dinner, flitting back and forth about the kitchen, shifting far too many pots and pans around the stove. She set the nice plates out. She lit the candles with the fancy holders. She slipped herself into a dress so tight it will be more than worth buying a new one just to tear her out of it.

And now all her hard work sits cooling and deserted on the dining table, neglected before they could even begin because she let him tempt her within grabbing reach, and he’s not a man to let an opportunity pass by unseized. But he currently has Mercy blushing pink and squirming in his lap, and he finds it difficult to summon the proper degree of contrition when his mouth is busy working teeth against her throat, and she’s breathing tipsy little moans in response. 

Almost guilty, he thinks.

Nowhere near enough to slow him any as his palms conquer the soft skin of her thighs, searching past her dress to grip his fingers lovingly around her hips. He seeks and seeks and yet his touch discovers only bare, uninterrupted skin beneath the tight hem of her skirt, and if two hours’ worth of Mercy’s precious time wasn’t arranged in plates across the table, he would put her there and make a meal of her instead. 

“Awful naughty of you.” He tugs her hips in flush against his own, rucking that tiny dress further up and up her spreading thighs and watching the blush deepen at her cheekbones as he does. 

“That surprise was for after dinner,” Mercy scolds, too breathy to hold any ire. She pinches the plush softness of her lip between her teeth, stifling a whine when his hips grind a lazy circle, pressing her against where he is hard and straining with impatience, aching to feel more of her. Her voice cracks into stuttered syllables, tripping over all those big, pretty words of hers. “But I sh-should’ve known better with you.”

Biting back a laugh, he teases greedy fingers up the inside of her thigh; the perfect weight of her in his lap and the head-spinning smell of cinnamon and the sound of her breath fraying into whispered moans all mainline straight up to his brain and leave him wired, longing, delirious. A lazy grin warms his face and he is helpless to resist it. “You know what they say about rules.”

Mercy studies him with lidded eyes. The smile that crawls across her face is almost unfamiliar, and Colt knows Mercy’s smiles: sunny, shining things, like little dawns that light his days, downy soft and always that slightest bit shy. 

This smile is lust-wild and teasing and something far too close to wicked as she tips his face down by the chin and spears him with a look that pierces all the way down to his pounding heart. “You’re such a fucking criminal,” she laughs, and tilts her mouth to his, sinking the briefest graze of teeth along his lip, just hard enough to hint at pain. She pulls away too quickly, and he finds himself leaning after her, growling his impatience when she pins him with a hand against his chest.

There’s a breath of reckless energy, anticipation tensing in his muscles, and like a breaking wave they crash together, teeth and tongue the coastlines where they meet. She bites his lip, he licks into her mouth. They gasp and tug at clothing, and he thinks his touch is bordering unkind against the soft material of her dress, but it’s keeping Mercy’s perfect body locked away from him, and there are some transgressions that he simply cannot stand for. 

Colt feels her whine under his mouth as he sweeps plates and silverware blindly aside, freeing just enough space among their long-forgotten meal to press her down against the table. He kisses every sigh and moan and gospel whisper from her lips, and then he dedicates himself to proper veneration, charting all the parts of her that he has mapped to memory a thousand times before. He devours her until she screams his name, and even longer; he wants Mercy sobbing and undone and begging him to take her, and he doesn’t plan to stop a moment sooner.

He’s a fucking criminal. He’ll eat until he’s full.

💋 prompts 💋

[the-everlasting-dream]

10, 22, 30 for the non-US asks 😊

Again answering with Malaysia in mind.

10. Most enjoyable swear word in your country.

Holy shit if I ever uttered the word ‘bangsat’ in my life, I’m sure I would be slapped into the middle of next week. It’s seen as such a bad word that no one uses it unless they’re super DUPER mad. The most commonly used one is ‘bodoh’ (stupid/dumb/unintelligent)

22. What makes you proud of your country? What makes you ashamed?

Malaysians have a very strong sense of community and national identity. It’s not uncommon for entire streets around the country to be shut down for Merdeka Day celebrations (celebrating Independence from the British).

We just got rid of one of the worst prime ministers in the history of our country. Najib completely fucked up our country and now a 94 year old man has the job of fixing his mistakes.

30. Do you have different nationalities in your family?

How much time do you have..? My family is a literal mix of everything. My dad has Indian heritage and was born in Malaysia. My mum is what you called Eurasian which is a mix of European and Asian blood originating from around the time that British settlers colonized Malaysia. Supposedly we have British, Irish and Dutch in us as well as Chinese which idk where it comes from. My cousins, siblings and I are all different skin colours and form our own multicultural rainbow lmao. To make things easier when someone asks I just say Malaysian to avoid going into the entire national history of my country. But then my passport says I’m Aussie so 🤷🏾‍♀️

Thanks for the ask @emichelle x

[sapphicdingle]

Michelle & Kate: a thread

As much as Michelle tried to hide it at first, I think we all know by now that her and Kate are together. Here’s some evidence! 

First off, they go to pride together. Fair enough they’re both part of Emmerdale but they go together. Notice they’re almost always next to each other 

and on top of that, here they are sneakily in Ash’s story. More than just friends it seems.

then you have the fact they always hang out with other couples. Double date anyone? 

and they always go to other places together, weddings...

girlie nights...

and more...

and then of course the cute couples photos, complete with Fred. Proper little family. 

They’ve also been seen together plenty. Also Emma follows Kate on insta, sure you could say that’s just because they work together 

The emmerdale accounts also have pictures of them together. And personal friends of Michelle know Kate... suspicious 

Michelle’s family also know Kate. When Michelle ran for cancer research UK, who was on her team alongside her family? Kate. 

but just in case that doesn’t convince you, here’s the most defining piece of evidence. Their personal insta’s display pics...

  (this means no disrespect to Kate & Michelle, just my theories. If they’re happy that’s what matters!) 

[stevesarnott]

Emma Atkins (Charity) and Michelle Hardwick (Vanessa) play Mrs and Mrs.

[swainsworld]

MY QUEENS 😍💖

[marlagraysonn]

MY SUBMISSION FOR VANITY WEEK.