#emilia.

[everseens]

muse - emilia , costume designer/voiceover actress , she/her . plot - in source open to - f/nb

"huh?" emilia was brought back down to earth as the other tried to get her attention, facing them now. "what are you talking about? i'm not being weird at all-- i'm just... tired. had weird dreams last night."

[elysianconfess]

@disavoias

[sturdyhearts]

  *⠀ ⠀ ─── ⠀ ⠀ with emilia    !   ❜  ( @storiiies​​ ) 

where : discovery diner when: monday morning, 4:30am 

*⠀ ⠀ ─── ⠀ ⠀ cloud rose before the sun most days. such was the life of a baker. he didn’t half mind it either, for the man was of the belief that there was no sweetness that might visit him in his dreamlands that he couldn’t recreate in the taste of his pastries. he was an enduringly positive sort of fellow, cloud ─── and perhaps no one knew this better than emilia monroe ─── the person who had seen the boy erase the bitterness of his cruel peers with the sweetness of the discovery diner’s pancake stack most friday afternoons after school. “ emmy, god, these pancakes are pure heaven. ” cloud hums with a warm little grin & a mouthful of the best pancakes on both sides of atlantic. “ how do you do it ? how do you make them taste this good ? i’ve tried and tried to make pancakes even half as good as this, but at this stage it’s starting to feel like i’m fightin’ a losing battle. ” the sun hasn’t yet risen but the warmth which cloud regards emilia with makes it feel like the dawn’s already come. 

[lupusrcx]

@lacomtesse​

He’d be on edge ever since the night of the fire, it was the first time in nearly a year that he’d given into the wolf at the door, the monster inside of him that was constantly attempting to claw its way out. It might have started with Sophia, but it had ended with Kael, the other dom had been all but half-dead when Yadriel had eventually relented long enough to leave him battered in the woods and no amount of soap and water felt like it had been enough to wash away the mixture of blood and gold paint from his skin by the time he’d made it back upstairs. It was electrifying, to feel the high of bloodlust after denying himself of it for so long, but now that he’d allowed it to unleash itself, Yadriel knew that it would be damn near impossible to hide that part of himself away anytime soon. One encounter with Sophia and her fancy fuck of a lover had been enough to bring out the darkest, most terrible part of his being, and Yadriel didn’t envision it being at all easy for him to simply return to his work as a sub-breaker as if nothing had ever happened. 

So he took the day off. Punishing a stubborn fucking brat down in the dungeons was one thing, but he needed something more---something real. Cutting up a spoiled pretty boy in the woods might have quelled one particular urge but he’d been denied the other, and right now, it was particularly pressing. After a quick hot shower, Yadriel dried his thick, dark hair and tied it back again, dressing simply in a pair of fitted jeans and a thin white t-shirt before leaving his suite and heading to an entirely different wing of the manor. He didn’t spend much time with any of the live-in submissives but there was one in particular he’d visited on a few occasions now: Emilia.

She was beautiful of course, he’d known from the moment he looked at her toned, and yet exceptionally curvy little body that she was exactly the sort of bitch he’d loved to watch come undone underneath him, but it was the way that she reacted to him that got him off even more fiercely. He knew exactly what buttons to press to get her going, he knew all of the awful, dirty things that she liked and didn’t hesitate to use them to his own advantage against her. she might have resisted a bit at first, sure, but she’d ended up begging for his cock all the same. it wasn’t right unless she wanted it just as fucking badly as he did, and if it took some work to get there, then so be it. Now, she was exactly the sort of distraction he needed on a day like this.

He knocked twice at her door, without announcing his presence otherwise. He could have barged right in of course and had done so several times in the past, but he wanted to see that sweet little expression of shock make itself known on her pretty face when she opened the door and saw him waiting for her. Hands in his pocket (along with a slim golden collar he’d brought along with him at the last minute), he stood back, his eyes dark and glinting dangerously but his face otherwise impassive as he counted down the seconds before she let him inside.

[cardencs]

closed starter x @hqemilia​

          cris was just scrolling through his phone , finding himself distrracted by the many apps within it . all he had to do was stand there as he waited to pick up the clothes his manager sent him out to get - - - as if they couldn’t pay someone to do it . that there was a selfish thought , one that cause him to groan . the last thing he wanted was to feel entitled and spoiled . speaking of which , when he caught sight of emilia , his eyes rolled , knowing the two had a weird history . “ didn’t have anywhere better to be . “ it wasn’t a question , but more of a statement .

[kyliexc]

she sat across the other brunette at the starbucks, eyes feeling heavy but at least there was coffee present. “ so what’s up with you ? “ she asked, sounding uninterested - which was just how she was sounding early in the morning. her entire body had yet to wake up. kylie yawned, taking a sip from her coffee cup.

[asfzsin]