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look how pretty you are when you're about to come.

𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄 . ( a collection of prompts centered around usfw. selectively accepting. @01army )

he's working to feed her ego while she was already performing on top like the freak that she was. far from being hidden from the public, but emma didn't mind when it came to him. it wasn't exactly the first time wandering eyes have seen her breasts, either. such is the life of hellfire's biggest star.

the back of his truck, they barely had time to throw down something that wouldn't cause any bruising to emma's knees. organic on organic. she lost her top some time ago, someone probably stole it but she didn't mind because she was with james. time doesn't exist when they're fucking. the city could be on fire, and she'd still straddle his sides to ride his cock for the raw pleasure that only he gives her.

look how pretty you are when you're about to cum. a smile contains the prettiest moans, forcing her hips harder down upon him. emma must have been making some pleasing expressions, or maybe it was the way the red colored street light shown the glitters of sweat and diamond strength of her actions. wanting more, she always wants more of him. falling down to meet his body, still moving her body in gyration, emma licks james' lips before giving him one last kiss. it was the way he filled her up that drove her into something insatiable. the way he held her sides, pushing her body down harder each time she would bounce. always giving a good show, living for his approval. carnal desires translated into a very deep kind of love. their psyche bond connects their pleasure, sharing orgasms. maybe she did a really good job at dancing tonight, maybe he was jealous again. all emma knew is this felt really fucking good. it felt really good to be with him. " baby.. " finding her release, was met with grabbing the truck bed and accidentally bending metal with her strength. & his grip found her throat, giving it a squeeze in his own release, cumming together.

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the level of aura that emma brings to relationships, im js.🤣🤣🤣

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Sydney Sweeney in The Voyeurs (2021)

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the powers of a omega level mutant, meant being well over ten steps ahead of the person sorting out their own thoughts. a blessing and a curse. emma's gaze was comforting in a sense of how someone of her abilities would provide. a psionic veil overcomes the other, adding her own impactful influence on all minds that aren't already protected in one way or another. mind cloaking, she called it.

" please don't make me work any harder than what i already am. any misstep in your mind could do more harm than a headache." she had a reputation of her own, none to great to those that remember these evil doings. but with that in the past, every day was a new chance to build upon the original plan to protect her kind something emma did not have during her younger years. between the trauma of her family and the clinic trying to understand how she won the lottery on multiple mutations, all the blonde wanted was what was taken from her. rights. telepaths were already feared like damn near witches, but then again, homo sapiens also feared what they could not control. & emma refused to allow any sort of manipulation write her fate. " i'm not sugar coating anything, by the way. no where is safe, unless you have the right people in your corner OR run solo. " blonde brows knit closer together, growing frustrated for every time gifted soul opposed emma's help even if it seemed all to good to be true.

her powers only hurt when she intended them to be just so. such as turning each receptors into her own little weapons, mental manipulations turned to a blanketed source of comfort. " i said the same shit when xavier welcomed me into the school. and believe me, if you asked me then what i'd see myself doing in the coming year it was definitely not be saving ungrateful brats." blue eyes look to the x-wing, more of her kind waiting aboard to help just in case things go awry.

Call her PARANOID but she didn't trust strangers, especially if the offer they were presenting you with seemed too good to be true; because in her experience, it always was. It was Katrina's job to protect the system and even if the others didn't always agree with the methods she used, she was doing a bloody good job. Keeping others at arm's length had ensured their survival and whilst living on the streets wasn't ideal, it was better than being locked up somewhere. Laura had (quite foolishly) trusted people would do right by her once before, and they had ALL paid the price for that.

So no. Whatever angle @diam1nd had behind offering them somewhere they could go that was safe, they were wasting their time. The only one who could keep them safe was HER. Katrina had been the one to stop Laura's father, it had been her that got them away from the doctors, and she was the one who got them out of all the bad situations that arose on the street. Where had this Emma chick been then? Why was it only now that she had decided to lend a helping hand? Considering all the pricey clothes and jewelry Emma had on, Katrina wouldn't be surprised if she was doing this as her 'GOOD DEED' for the year.

The tips of her fingers started to FROST OVER as she took a warning step towards the other. ❝ I'm not some charity case. ❞ Even if she did believe that little miss rich was genuine in her offer, Katrina knew she had to be very careful. Attacks on mutants were only getting worse. So far she'd managed to stay mostly under the radar, with only a few instances where she'd had to be a bit more public with their abilities. She only used them if there was NO OTHER OPTION. Unfortunately, the same couldn't be said for some of the others. They didn't have a good handle over their powers and were too emotional to really have the same control that Katrina did. Just the other week, Laura had freaked out when someone had grabbed her arm and frozen them solid and it was SHEER LUCK that 'The Shadow' had managed to front long enough to get them away before they were arrested.

So sure...maybe Emma wasn't here in relation to that incident and it was just a CRAZY COINCIDENCE that only now were they being offered sanctuary. But Katrina wasn't about to let her guard down and risk putting them all in danger just for the hope that things might FINALLY be going their way for once.

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she just allowed her face to show utmost happiness at the sound of that name change. everyone knew of her hatred for her family name, despite pulling it off in all the best ways. " my girls keep me up to date on all things related to hells kitchen. but this is a nice surprise. " with how much her daughters pranked their mother into unfavorable situations, emma was finally able to relax at the sight of mr. murdock. " you're not beating up too many criminals tonight, are you? i've managed to wire stolen assets back to the appropriate owner. and no, i didn't take any as finders fee. "

𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐂𝐄.   "You  know,  I  only  came  here  tonight  because  I  heard  you’d  be  here.  How  ridiculous  is  that?"   //   @diam1nd.

        TOOTHY  GRIN  CURLS  LIPS  ON  EITHER  SIDE  OF  THE  MASKED  HEROES  LIPS.   Playful  banter  something  he's  surprised  to  have  enjoyed  from  the  blonde  mutant.   ❝  Well  ,  I'm  flatter  Mrs  ...  Frost?   Or  is  it  Stark  now?  ❞   A  calm  &  quiet  voice  asks.   Holding  the  title  for  best  lawyer  in  New  York  didn't  come  without  knowing  just  about  any  piece  of  news  there  was.   ❝  News  like  that  travels  ❞

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Katheryn Winnick - New Instagram story [x]

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not to be usfw on main, but heres emma's v beautiful 40+ fc the actual goddess that is k*theryn w*nnick.

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✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄 . ( a collection of prompts centered around ... well, smut. adjust phrasing — mature themes, obviously . )

| -> ( ... ) lightly spicy.

meet me in the bathroom in five minutes.

shhh, they'll hear you.

i'm serious - right here, right now.

i needed a distraction, and here you are.

keep reading, don't let me distract you.

can i touch you here ?

i have five minutes, let's make this quick.

you seem to know what you're doing.

oh, we've barely just started.

i won't break, don't be afraid.

can't we just sneak off ? no one will notice.

i'm getting under you to get over someone else. is that okay ?

did you start without me ?

[ in the shower / tub / pool ] are you gonna join me or not ?

you're the one who told me to let off some steam.

you have no idea how long i've wanted this.

looks like it's just us here ... privacy at last.

can we come up with a safe word before continuing ?

you're so beautiful, [ name ].

take these off.

you take them off for me.

wait ... won't they hear us ?

don't get sappy on me, it's just sex.

can we try something new tonight ?

i skipped underwear, just for you.

if you tear that, you're paying for it.

i've missed this so much.

you just want me to do all the work ... it's kinda hot.

you don't have to hide anything from me.

tell me you love me ... i won't hold you to it, just say it.

you know what i'm waiting for.

is this the [ piece / lingerie ] i picked out for you ?

feeling risky ?

your scars don't make me see you any differently.

take me to the sofa, i can't make it to the bed.

i want this. i want you.

i don't know how i ever lived without this. without you.

i could never share you with anyone else.

do you want to come in ? i was gonna take a shower ...

i want to forget. just help me forget.

is this okay ? [ ... ] tell me if that changes, alright ?

you can pretend i'm [ name ], if that helps.

let's make this last ... i want you to remember tonight.

this doesn't have to mean anything.

i want to hear you say it.

do you trust me with this ?

let me take care of you.

right here on the counter ? naughty ...

i want to paint that pretty neck plum with hickeys.

someone's feeling bold tonight.

don't worry, i'll buy you another one.

you turn me on so easily --

say please.

| -> ( ... ) xxxtra spicy.

you're doing so well for me , [ name ].

i thought i told you to [ wait / stay still ].

choke me . i promise i'll be fine .

i'm so fucking [ wet / hard ] for you.

fuck ... that's amazing , right there ...

i'm all yours ... fuck- all yours–

touch yourself for me.

can you come from just this ?

ah-- you're going to leave a mark.

do you want to taste yourself ?

please, [ name ] - i want to come.

do you have any idea how good you taste ?

you look so fucking good down there.

show me where it feels good, [ ... ] right there ?

faster ... fuck, i'm so close.

please, please, plea-

if you don't quiet down, everyone out there will know what we're doing.

say you're mine. shout it so everyone knows what we're doing in here.

don't stop, fuck, please don't stop-

i won't stop until you've come so hard your legs shake.

get on your knees for me, baby.

are you getting close ? i'm almost there–

fuck me like you hate me. pretend if you have to.

fuck me like you love me. pretend if you have to.

i love the sounds you make ... i can't get enough.

get yourself off ... i love watching you.

come for me. now.

grab your [ toy ], i'm about to rock your world.

please touch me. please, i'll do anything.

look how pretty you are when you're about to come.

we shouldn't ... ah, we shouldn't be doing this.

fuck, [ name ], i'm coming ... fuck-

tell me how badly you need [ it / me ].

you feel so fucking good.

please, i'm so close.

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X-Men Unlimited - Infinity Comic #10

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" do they all look this nice? the sunset and view i mean." taking a seat, soft hands hold close a chilled bottle of her favorite alcohol to allow her mind to unwind. it wasn't that she needed to indulge in these drinks, but wanted to dull the static noise of things she's not supposed to hear ; like firing off memories of the mind she sits next to. " id love to hear all the stories, if you don't mind sharing." the sun felt nice against her pale skin, offering small freckles of glitter as her own mutation coming to the surface.

ᴇᴍᴍᴀ ꜰʀᴏꜱᴛ ( @diam1nd ) said : i thought you’d like some company.

fading sunlight paints the world in amber, golden hues that soften the skyline into a blurry haze. he, content to sit and watch dusk descend. ( a rare moment of tranquility amidst inhabited chaos ). thoughts drifting as he considers how many skies he has seen, how many days and nights borne witness to ; all the same yet also wholly different cast in the shadow of fractured years. gaze only shifting from the horizon when he hears her voice. “ sure, pull up a chair. ” lips curling in a soft smile as he gestures to the empty seat next to him. “ the view is great from up here. . . ”

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i opened my ask box back up, still working on drafts and not feeling well. but hi bbys <3

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"  i've  been  journaling,  dear.  so  far  the  paper  has  felt  the  majority  of  my  wrath."  emma  heard  her  loud  and  clear.  already  making  steps  to  brew  some  of  the  strongest  tea  their  minds  craved.  desperately  tired  and  in  need  of  a  vacation,  the  blonde  catches  herself  gazing  at  her  own  reflection  of  the  piping  hot  water  within  the  mug.  she  was  never  happy  with  the  image  staring  back, and  cursed  the  woman  for  every  flaw  that  no  one  but  herself  sees.  snapping  out  of  the  trance,  the  mutant  fights  the  urge  of  unraveling  into  a  mental  mess  whilst  keeping  her  promise  of  hospitality  with  much  needed  chamomile  to  ease  tensions.   " the  person  in  question  is  not  worth  wasting  our  time           but  i  do  need  to  vent  about  the  growing  tabloids  and  their  lies. "   a  sigh  follows  shortly  after  placing  the  tea  on  the  table  before  the  two  ladies,  filling  the  empty  void  with  much  needed  company.

‘     if     you're     struggling     with     something,     sharing     your     burden     with     someone     understanding     can     bring     relief.     ’     𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄     𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐍     𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓     𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃     ,     yet     her     memories     of     visiting     a     therapist     had     aided     her     immensely     (     UNDER     THE     GUISE     OF     THE     INDIVIDUAL     HIMSELF     ,     A     CULPRIT.     A     STORY     FOR     ANOTHER     DAY     ).     it     had     given     her     things     to     think     of     her     situation     &     the     gnawing     thoughts     that     worry     her     to     the     dead     of     night.     the     weight     of     her     mother's     true     identity,     coupled     with     the     painful     separation     from     her     twin     sons,     pressed     𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓵𝔂     on     her.     she     could     smell     the     lingering     scent     of     ｒｅｇｒｅｔin     the     air.     a     fear     of     getting     even     too     close.     ‘     coffee     ,     unless     you     also     have     tea     that     you     hide     from     me.     ’

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&&    CONTINUED FROM HERE.    @throwsdiamonds

" well, surprise.  i'm blessing you with a little help."  emma often forgot how strong she could be, having only helped her girls with their hair whilst growing up. her motherly instinct kicked in when she saw practically anyone with hair out of place, friends included.  not to mention, she rather liked seeing a different color than her usual stark platinum blonde that she had chemically changed from a natural light brown. her closet no doubt had primo wigs for whatever persona emma felt like portraying for the day, but has since slayed the all white outfits in her white queen glory.   " whats beauty without pain, darling? you look gorgeous."

arms cross whilst admiring her handy work, contemplating opening her phone and ordering another hair piece to her collection; only pink. heels strike against marble flooring, whilst a hand opens up a drawer near her friend displaying neatly organized diamond jewelry.  " try these on."

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" we're all plagued with nightmares, where have you been ?" long blonde hair falls before the woman's face, paying little mind to the unholy sounds the other makes. having lived amongst mutants, some being less human than others emma is hardly phased by a mere hissing. looking down at manicured nails, she contemplates the woes that play on repeat in her psyche. " whats the price for saving a certain beloved idiot in my life? i've seen the timelines, shit isn't gonna go well for him."

The devil was in the details, wasn't it? Holding all the cards was oft the position those on the seat of Hell's thrones loved to find themselves in. Asking so directly, so painfully easy to play the part. A hearty chuckle practically hisses from the mouthless visage, those burning red eyes alight with amusement.

"Oh, is the telepath plagued with nightmares?" How the mightiest among them fell to sin and fear as easily as the common man. "Perhaps they're premonitions of the future. Glimpses of things yet to come, love."

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because i hardly write angst, let's talk about life post snap/eg events. emma did not vanish, and she offered her help to fight th/anos. her diamond form makes her immortal. now, she doesn't have many deep connections, so losing half of the galaxies population was easier on her mind. telepaths hear too much static psyche bs as it is. not to mention it most likely wiped out a good number of those who probably disliked her anyways. the hardest part of it all was losing her husband afterwards, whilst trying her best to care for her daughters. losing a psyche bond is an instant feeling of heart crushing loss. it's an out of body experience that quite literally rips her soul out for a time being and changes who she is until she forces herself back to reality. no one knew what really happened during the snap, like people just vanished. & although they fixed it all, she's always been incredibly proud of the things he's accomplished, let alone sacrifice himself for a universe she feels didn't deserve. the saddest part of it, she knew it as it was happening despite not being there to physically stop him from doing it. she has survivors guilt. underwent many years of therapy before bouncing back to a somewhat familiar emma that even her girls would recognize. losing a psyche bond makes for immediate memory erasure, especially in such a traumatic way in EG events. a psyche sense lob*tomy if you will. but they had video recordings of their lives together, which at first was confusing but she grew to fall back in love with this stranger relearning who they were while everyone around her remembered. it drove her into this deep obsession with timelines, questioning celestials and beyond to defy the laws of the universe to bring back the love of her life. she'd have run-ins w/ the tva while breaking these laws for her own selfish needs. whether she properly finds the fractured timeline to mend, or finds him in every timeline so to speak, she is committed to meeting him again. there was one timeline in particular that really lured emma during her onset stages of grief, and that was when she actually wielded the power stone. ( an actual v scary thing. ) but, anyways !

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" there's only one man that calls me that. i take it you've been hanging out with my anthony? i'm not surprised. just.. take the whiskey, logan. "

        ❝  What  do  you  want  now  Sparkles?   I'm  only  in  the  mood  for  mild  games  t'day.  ❞

@diam1nd  liked  the  SC.

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[ 💎 playlist. ] body. ftcu. 7rings. girls in the hood. diamonds. whole lotta money. boss b*tch. rain on me. 34+35. pretty girls walk. best friend. buss it.