#emma imagines

[airbendertendou]

tokyorev girls masterlist ♥︎

[including : emma, hinata, yazhua and senju.]

sano emma

2! 3! ♥︎ synopsis : a scenario based on a bts song

tachibana hinata

loved you before! ♥︎ synopsis : a date w your gf <3 | intentionally sapphic.

best of me! ♥︎ synopsis : a scenario based on a bts song

shiba yazhua

♥︎ s/o w a non-sexual oral fixation | bullet point

spring day! ♥︎ synopsis : a scenario based on a bts song

akaashi senju

♥︎ s/o w a non-sexual oral fixation | bullet point

you are in love! ♥︎ synopsis : your best friend likes you more than she means to

please be patient when asking for requests. airbendertendou © all rights reserved — these are all works of fiction written by me. do not copy, plagiarize, repost, or translate my content on any platform.

[seraphdreams]

cw - strap-ons, mommy kink, little bit of spanking, praise.

thinking about how much emma loves taking the strap. how she gets all desperate and whiny when you tease the silicone through her folds, how she practically arches herself over, pretty ass in the air, moving her hand back to line you up with her slit. or how she fucks herself on mommy’s cock, huffing and whimpering cause it’s too much for her tight little cunt to take.

thinking about the loud moans she lets out when you match the pace of her rocking hips, fucking her harder and deeper than she’s ever been fucked before. she can’t help but grab at the sheets beneath her, fat tears streaming down her face with her eyebrows knitted upward. she’s mommy’s pretty girl.

thinking about the way she loves when you give her little slaps on her ass, how the flesh flushes a soft red immediately and how she begs for more. you can see the way her little clit twitches like it’s just aching for you to touch it—and you do. you fuck her so deep that your cock is practically engraved into her walls while rubbing her puffy clit. she lets out little huffs of “thank you” and “s-so close” until she’s creaming all over the strap.

thinking about how you praise her each time she cums, how it makes her wanna cum again and again just so you can say the pretty words over and over. “that’s it, that’s my good girl. did so good for mommy.”

[dontcutthestring]

𝙈𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙮 & 𝙀𝙢𝙢𝙖 𝙄𝙘𝙤𝙣

[𝙏𝙤𝙠𝙮𝙤 𝙍𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧]

Dᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛ!!

[dimitrescus-bitch]

All About Me (Emma x Reader)

smut

“Y/n, what was that?!” Emma was pissed. “I had that handled and you fucked it up!” 

“I was helping you. You absolutely did not have that handled. You think it’s all about you, but it’s not,” you told her. You had your arms crossed and you were flexing to make your arms look bigger. Emma pushed your shoulder as she walked past you. “You’re such a whiny little bitch!” 

“And you’re an ungrateful, miserable little fucker,” Emma snapped back. You scoffed and stayed there until the end of the show. Emma was waiting for you in the parking lot, leaning against the car. “Come on, let’s go.” 

“Why would I want to go with you?” you asked her. She sighed and reached out to take your duffel bag. You let her take it and put it in the trunk of the car. “I’m still mad at you.” 

“I know I can be a lot of handle, but I’ve been you before. I’m done with that, I want to be the one in charge now,” Emma said coldly. You got in the car and she took your hand as she drove to her house. The small bit of affection was enough for you to put the outburst at the show behind you for the night. Emma’s emotions were always high after shows, especially losses. WWE didn’t treat her very well and she was frustrated about it, so you felt really bad for her. 

You carried everything inside and then met Emma in the bedroom. You unpacked everything and changed into a pair of shorts and a sports bra to sleep in. Emma was in her underwear on the bed and you could tell by the look in her eye that she wanted sex. It wasn’t uncommon after shows or when you got home after a tour for the first thing she wanted when you were both unpacked was to fuck. 

“Come here,” Emma said and you slowly moved towards her. You sat down in front of her and she moved to straddle your lap. Your hands trailed down her back before you grabbed her ass. She smirked and leaned down to kiss you. You kissed her back and she parted her lips so you could slip your tongue inside of her mouth. The two of you kissed for some time before she started grinding herself on you. You could feel through her underwear that she was wet and had been thinking about this. Fighting with you could get her riled up quite a bit, to the point where you wondered what fights she picked just for make up sex. 

“You’re so wet,” you muttered and she nodded. You started kissing her neck and craned your neck the lower you got. You unhooked her bra and then started to focus on her chest and breast area. Her skin was getting flushed and her hips were moving faster against you. You turned and laid her back on the bed. She reached behind herself and handed you a pillow. You put it under you and then removed her underwear. 

You put her legs on your shoulders and bit your lip as you looked at how wet she was. Normally, she was a lot more put together than that and you had to work a bit more to see that kind of result. Tonight though, it seemed that it had went out the window. You didn’t dare tease her, instead just gathering wetness on your finger and spreading it up to her clit. You rubbed her clit with your thumb as you probed her entrance with your tongue. Emma moaned and grabbed your hair, bucking her hips a bit. 

She was beginning to want more and you could tell by the way she arched her back and tried to hold you against her. You switched your tongue for your middle and ring fingers. You pushed your fingers inside of her slowly and curled them. With every thrust of your fingers, you curled them upwards, knowing exactly what you were doing to her. You could feel her thighs twitch as they rested on your shoulders. You dipped your head down and began to give attention to her clit. That was just what she needed to fall over the edge. You coaxed her down from her orgasm slowly and when you were finished, you sat back and waited for her to tell you what she wanted. 

“Come here,” Emma said and you moved to sit by her head. “Lay down.” 

“Okay,” you laid down and she sat up. You watched her walk over to your suitcase and put on one of your hoodies and a pair of her underwear. The hoodie was a bit big on her and she’d get hot during the night, but you wouldn’t mind when she took it off. She laid back down in the bed and laid her head on your chest. You wrapped your arms around her and she traced little patterns on your stomach until you had fallen asleep.

[mxltifandom-imagines]

Emma: “(Y/N), you know I love you and I want us to work together. But you have to be careful. I don’t want to lose you.. If something happens to you I don’t know how to live with myself. So please be careful, otherwise I’m gonna be a really annoying older sister. Just to keep you safe.”

requested by anon.

[writings-of-a-hufflepuff]

Requested by @fiercefray

She’s a sweetheart she really is, but Emma is terrible at being romantic. She’s flustered and her compliments and pick up lines are a little awkward, but it’s endearing nonetheless.

[multifandomsimagine]

Imagine being a manager alongside Baumer at Surfer’s Paradise

——— Requested by @leopardfang15———

As much as the Groms liked working at Surfer's Paradise due to how close they were to the beach, the job also had its downsides. While a big part of this was the guests who were abrasive, messy, and even downright entitled sometimes, it was mostly due to Bummer. Though he was their boss and his number one priority is supposed to be Mr. Ridgemount and the hotel, he could at least be more mindful of the way he treated them all.

It was why when you were hired to be co-manager by Mr. Ridgemount due to the increase of guests and workload and they saw the difference in personality in the two managers, they felt you were godsent.

Unlike the blonde who allowed guests to harass the staff in order to not get a complaint, you had no problem chiding a guest for how they were treating the staff. You were always very helpful and understanding as you treated them well and had no problem giving them a day off and allowed them to actually enjoy their time off. It was no wonder that you quickly became their favorite manager despite knowing them knowing Baumer longer and why they felt comfortable coming up to you when they had problems.

You had been walking past the dining room, trying to see if there was anything out of place in the lobby before you moved on to another part of the hotel when you noticed Emma frantically waving her arms as she attempted to flag you down.

"What happened?" You asked as you took notice of her disheveled look as her clothes were ruffled and covered with food splatter while various parts of hair were out of her usually neat ponytail.

With unshed tears in her eyes, she gestured to a table tucked in the corner of the ship where the Marvin twins were having a food fight while their parents obliviously eat their breakfast despite the amount of noise and mess their kids were making. "I tried asking them to stop but they wouldn't listen to me."

Patting her shoulder, you smiled at her. "Don't worry, I'll handle it. Why don't you go change into some clean clothes while I talk to the Marvins."

[multifandomsimagine]

Imagine showing Emma how to surf

After Emma had admitted to the rest of the surfers that she had never surfed before, [Name] had been the first to volunteer herself to give her some lessons. There was just something about Emma’s enthusiasm and passion about learning to surf that had touched her heart. She remembered how excited she was to get into the water when her parents had bought [Name] her first surfboard. She practically begged her parents to take her to the beach every hour of each day until they gave in. 

So each day after their shift, the two had made their way to the Office where [Name] patiently sat on the sand as she taught Emma the basics. When she was satisfied with Emma’s technique, they had moved to the water. Paddling a bit out, Emma moved to stand on her board, shakily standing as the small waves pushed her toward the shore. 

“Oh my god! I did it!” Emma cheered with a wide smile as she paddled back to [Name].