[theking-emmory]

𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐒  ,  𝐁𝐔𝐓  it’s  without  humor  ,   instead  it’s  filled  with  a  darkness  that  matches  her   expression  .  she  glances  from  him  to  the  crowd  around  them  , shaking  her  head  ,  she  was  never  one  to  back  down  easily  .    ❛            hoo  !  we  love  a  man  with nothing  to  offer  but  misogynistic  comments  .     ❜     of  course  she  knew  how  to  play  football  ,  she  had  brothers  .  they  all  played  in  high  school  &  she  was  at  every  game  .  not  only  as  a  cheerleader  ,  but  as  a  sister .     ❛    while  your  comment  may  be  true  ,  the  quarter  back   is  the  leader  of  the  team  but  without  your  running  backs  & linebackers  ,  you’re  worth shit  all  ,  so  ,  you  are  not  the  only  reason  the  team  is  undefeated  ,  which  is  how  you  were  coming  off  in  your boasting  ,  i’m  sure  your  team  would  love  to  hear  that  .     ❜

𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓  𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄  to  prove  she  wasn’t  like  anyone  else  ,  she  was  here  because  it’s  a  party  & she  only  rolls  her  eyes  at  him  .     ❛   let  us  not  forget  that  i  was  only  standing  next  to  you  ,  you’re  the  one  that  put  your  arm  around  me  &  asked  me  to  get  you  a  beer  like  i  was  some  sort  of  maid  .    ❜     she  ignored  his  comment  about  bedding  the  team  for  a reason  ,  she  was  comfortable  with  who  she  was  &  she  didn’t  need  to  define  anything  to  him  ,  she  wasn’t  a  slut  .     ❛   i’m  not  here  to  prove  i’m  someone  i’m  not  ,  i’m  not  here  to  be  some little  trophy  as  you  put  it  ,  fuckface .  i’m  here  because  it’s  a  party  ,  i’m  here  because  i  don’t have  to  prove  any  thing  to  some  piece  of  shit like  you  .    ❜    

Emmory continued to stare down at her, any hint of amusement leaving his dark features. “My teammates know I appreciate everything they do for the team.” He stated bluntly. “Hence the term team, but I’m the one whose made the last three winning plays.” He shot back- he knew he was a damn good player, always had been and he wasn’t going to be modest about the fact, especially because some anonymous little blonde piece told him to, if anything, it made him want to stand up on the tables and shout it even louder, get his boys cheering him on even more, just to prove a damn point. “The whole point of a party is to not get bitched at.” He snapped, keeping his distance from her as his dark eyes fell on her. “and hate to break it to you, sweetheart but this is my party, I’m hosting and I’d really much appreciate it if you’d get the fuck out.” He stated bluntly, any humor leaving his tone as he glowered down at her. “If I wanted to get bitched at by a pair of legs that have an annoying mouth attached than I’d go home to my step-mom.”

[theking-emmory]

𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃  𝐎𝐅  known  he’d  snatch  the  bottle   from  her  hands  ,  what  could  she  do  to  stop  him  ,  really ?  she  was five  foot  nothing  ,  he  towered  over  her  easily  ,  so  instead  ,  her  hands  now  free  she  folded  her  hands  over  her  chest & offered  him  a  sour  look  .     ❛          first  of  all  ,  babe  let’s  just  clear  something  up  ,  you  being quarter  back  &  captain  means  shit  ,  it  takes  a  team  to  stay undefeated  .  think  about  that  before  you  continue  bragging  .  second  of  all  ,  i’m  not  your  slave  .  you  have  two  hands  ,  a  heartbeat  &  hey  ,  you  also  have  two  feet  ,  walk  your  ass  over  to  the  fridge  &  get  yourself  a  beer  .   ❜

𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐄  𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐒  𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓   before  her  best   friends  disappearance  ,  before  jacob’s  disappearance  ,  she   would  of  just  let  it slide  ,  rolled  her  eyes  ,  but  she  also  knows  that  if  they  were  still  around  ,  chris  would  be  too  &  that  meant  this conceited  idiot  wouldn’t  be  here  .     ❛   so  do  us  a  favor  &  shut  up  about  your magnificent  feat  ,  because  it  was  a  team  effort  , &  get  your  own  booze  ,  because  honey  ,  looks  fade  ,  this  entitlement  you  wear  like  a  crown  isn’t  so  pretty after  college .   ❜     she  shakes  her  head  at  him  ,  a  look  of  pure  pity   in  blue  eyes  as  she  in  turn  snatches  the  beer  from  him   before  he  has  a  chance  to  really  stop  her  .

Emmory stood back slightly as he stared at the small girl, his arms still crossed as he chuckled lowly. It was clear she was trying to make a scene, to prove that she wasn’t like every other girl at this party except she truly was. “Whoa, babe!” He drawled out, chuckling once more and putting his hands up in a defensive mode, shaking his head at her. “If you actually knew anything about football instead of trying to bed all of us players, than you’d know that most the time the QB holds the team and it’s one of these times.” He drawled out, smirking as the crowd around them began to watch the even unfold.

“You know, I know you’re trying to prove your point here by proving you ain’t like every other bitch at this party but you’re still here, ain’t ya? Wrapped around me like some little trophy.” Chuckling lowly, he knew that he was being rude but she had started this shit by making a scene and Emmory was never one to admit defeat. “Let me guess, you think you aren’t like everyone at this party? Than why did you bother showing up? So you could flick that dyed blonde hair and mouth off at every player? Bitter and bitchy ain’t a good looks sweets.”

[theking-emmory]

𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐖𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓  𝐎𝐅  his  arm  coming  around  her  shoulders  was heavy  as  he  spoke  ,  she  held  back  the  roll  of  her  eyes  at  his  words  .  there  was  the  obvious undertone  that  of  course  he  was  the  reason  they  were  undefeated  but  if  anyone  knew  better  ,  it  was  the  cheerleader  beneath  his  arm  ,  she  knew  it  took  more  than one  damn  person so  when  he  asked  her  to  get  him  another  drink  she  offered  him  a  small  smile  & disappeared  .

𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃  𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅  for  even  thinking  that  this  party  would  be  worth  it  ,  all  it  was  ,  was frat  boys talking  themselves  up  ,  making  them  seem  important  to  a   group  that  worshiped  the  ground  they  walk  ,  so  instead  of  grabbing a  beer  for  him  ,  she  grabbed  one  for  herself  ,  cracking   the  lip  with  ease  before  she  made  her  way  to  the  group  .   that  sweet  smile  many  knew  plastered  on  her  lips  .      ❛              sorry  ,  only  one  left  &  this  ones  mine ,  emmory  .     ❜     it  was  with  a  wink  that  the  sweetness   turned  into  a  smirk  ,  blue  eyes  alight  with  something  akin   to  mischief  ,  purposely  taking  a  swig  from  the  bottle  in  her hands  .

Emmory continued to talk up the football team as the crowd around him continued to grow- this is what Emmory thrived under, all the spotlight on him and everyone hanging on to every word he had to say, people wanting to wait on him, hand and foot. Watching as the blonde returned, staring down at her though his expression soon changed from cocky to cold at her words, watching as she took a sip of the beer.

He reached down with ease, easily snatching the beer bottle from his hands. “Well, thanks for keeping it cold for me, babe.” He drawled out in a bored tone as he took a long swig from the bottle that he had just snatched from the female. It was clear she was trying to make a point and she’d soon learn that, that shit didn’t fly with Emmory. “Since there aren’t any left, guess you aren’t opposed to doing a booze run for us, since you selfishly wanted to take the last drink for yourself and all.”

[theking-emmory]

“You can bet your ass that we’re going to kickass at next week’s game.” Emmory promised as the people stood around him, the cold beer can firmly in his hand as he took another long sip. He always loved this about parties, being he center of attention being the starting QB and Captain always bought the attention and Emmory always soaked it up with everything he had, always showboating, promising that their team would remain undefeated.

Throwing his arm casually around a small blonde next to him, he couldn’t remember the name but he was pretty sure it wouldn’t matter when he told her to leave in the morning. “I’m not saying we’re undefeated because I’m the QB and made Captain this year but-” the laughter following them as he smirked and finished off the beer, nodding at the blonde. “Mind getting me another one, babe?” he drawled out, smirking down at her.

[reginafitz]

One.Two.Three.——- Crash.

She couldn’t help but cringe, watching the freshman slam against the cafe doors. “You’d think they’d see the handles The coffee is good, but not that good.” Unfortunately, watching people crash into the too clean doors seemed to be a routine, one she noticed as a freshman. Watching her classic copy of Pride and Prejudice go flying had been enough to leave her cautious to check from there on out. “They really should put out a sign, or consider leaving a few smudges on the glass. At least that way, the bump on your head is well deserved.”

[theking-emmory]

Emmory always enjoyed watching all the people crash in that damn door, how many times had he walked into it himself? Especially when he’d had too much to drink or was feeling hungover and not paying attention. “Please, it’s a right of passage to crash into that fuckin’ door.” Emmory drawled out, crossing his arms confidently and watching as another unsuspecting Freshmen crashed into it, chuckling once more and shaking his head.

[theking-emmory]

[ alex fitzalan , cismale , twenty-two ] it looks like EMMORY TATE is late to class once again . how do they expect to get their degree in FINANCE by skipping class ? it’s a wonder that they made it to their SOPHOMORE year . then again , i heard that they were + CHARMING which may give them a pass with professors , but they are also - TEMPRAMENTAL so maybe not . all i know is that they remind me of DIMPLED SMILES, PALE BLUE BUTTON UP SHIRTS, & BRUISED KNUCKLES so watch out . oh look , HE just walked in ! 

Born into a wealthy New York family, Emmory was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. An overly doting mother and an absent father, he was handed everything to him in life with ease.

It only got worst as he got older, his mother being something of a helicopter parent, always making sure that her son was happy while his father occasionally made an appearance in their Upper East Side apartment.

Emmory was only twelve when he discovered that his father was having an affair with his secretary and it wasn’t long before the news broke through their social circles, though it wasn’t uncommon in their world, it was unusual for it to become so public.

What Emmory didn’t expect was for his mother to disappear and a her body discovered in the river a few days, it was clear that she had killed herself due to the scandal that had ripped through their family.

It was after the death of his mother that Emmory start acting out, picking fights at school, staying out til all hours and picking fights with his father who had now moved back home permanently.

It only got worst as he got older, it wasn’t uncommon for the police to bring Emmory home drunk and often with bruised and bloodied knuckles, the fire still present in his dark eyes.

He was seventeen when his father first sent him to rehab- mainly just wanting to get the boy out of New York for a short while. His stay did help him but he still felt the anger about the death of his mother, something he was never able to speak about back home.

Durin his senior year, he picked himself up and fixed his grades, making sure he was able to attend Whitton, the school his parents had meet at, deciding to major in Finance like his father had.

Emmory is well known around Whitton especially since he is the Captain and QB of the football team and something of a ladies man, never staying in a relationship for too long.

Though he is doing much better than he was when he was younger, he still finds himself occasionally getting in fights with people, just for the hell of it.

Possible connections:

ex-girlfriend:

Cheated with emmory:

secret hookup:

friends with benefits:

Flirtationship:

like brothers:

ride or die:

best friend:

drinking buddies:

enemies:

rivals:

friends turned enemies: