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❛  i’m  yours ,  only  yours -  ❜ from Emily

μ::|| meme: 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑬𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑴𝒀 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 . | accepting [ Ξ ]

θ::|| @torntruth | emily

Kassandra had never considered herself a possessive person, but somehow those words always managed to stir something in her. They had stolen away from the more formal aspects of the party going on below, the political needs having been met by her presence and neither of them wanting to stay longer than they needed to. There were plenty of noble sorts talking among themselves that they wouldn't notice the two lovebirds slip away in the middle of the event.

They tuck themselves into a darkened corridor, Kassandra pressing the Empress against the wall, already deep into a hungered kiss. The taste of wine lingers on lips and tongue as Emily works off the immortal's coat and Kassandra's nimble fingers work at the woman's blouse. Shrugging the coat to the floor, Kassandra pulls at Emily's own, and then tugging the blouse around her arms until her collar and neck were exposed to her, the decolletage revealed to hungry eyes. Hot kisses trail down Emily's face, to her jaw, and down her neckline doting over the vein and her collarbone.

"I'm yours, only yours -" Emily breathes, head canting back at Kassandra's affections.

"Say it again," Kassandra growls lowly, fangs nipping at the skin, hands grasping at Emily's hips. She presses her leg between Emily's, her want and desire clear.

"I'm yours."

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Sometimes being selfish is the best kind of self-care one can give themselves. Emily made the biggest sacrifice of the two of them, but Kassandra knew how hard it was to let everything go. She had made that decision once, accepting her fate as an immortal, and further so when the corruption took hold. She pushed away from everyone. But Emily left for far better reasons than she had. This love would have a much happier ending than her past. Roxana deserved better, but she couldn't give her that then, she couldn't control herself. She can now, and she will keep giving Emily the world.

Their biggest needs are each other's happiness and curating the kind of life they want to live. There's a whole damn world out there that Emily is still experiencing and she gets to watch as things advance and change and grow. And she gets to do so by the side of the oldest living being, a practical demigoddess. Who has seen the ancient world and survived to the present. Who has known all the woes and tribulations of the world since her time. And Emily is the first peace she's known in so very long.

Home hasn't been a solitary location since she was in her twenties. Nothing was permanent since Kephallonia, outside of the Adrestia, her ship. And now she finds herself calling the seas her home once again, but a much smaller crew, a private crew of the two of them. She relaxes fully in the chair, only glancing down occasionally and noting Emily's messy bun. It is a good look for her, if she's being honest. And that smile just absolutely makes her weak in the knees.

"Then let me help you," She utters, lifting her hips as Emily hooks her hand in her waistband. The other hand pressing against her abs feels so good, anticipation building in her core at the thought of all the things Emily and her skillful mouth will be blessing her body with. Only then will she allow her head to lean back so she can watch the clear blue skies just as Emily suggested.

IT'S STILL THE MOST ... SELFISH THING EMILY KALDWIN HAS EVER DONE . say goodbye. choose kassandra over everything else. it doesn't mean it was bad. it doesn't mean she doesn't miss corvo. it doesn't even mean she feels guilty from time to time. IT DOES MEAN THAT KASSANDRA HAS HELPED HER FIND HAPPINESS . a piece of true happiness.

... by the outsider , it is peace. IT'S SO PEACEFUL . and maybe that's what happiness truly is. because emily spent years succumbing to the wills of selfish men , her space being curated by power hungry fools and the only things she ever truly had was two loyal friends , and a father named corvo. ONE FRIEND WHO WAS BRUTALLY MURDERED . in front of her. and we probably shouldn't get started on the much older immortal who's legs emily was currently in between.

so now this boat that they tend to with as much love as they tend to each other is their little space. JUST FOR THEM . emily's hair is now up in the messiest bun. it hasn't been as particularly tight as it was during the empire days in years. in decades , actually. IT WAS QUITE UNCOMFORTABLE . dark brown eyes float up to kassandra's features from under thick eyelashes. emily's smile is so seductive. reserved for kass.

" i would either be impatient or an ungiving lover if i didn't relieve your pants for you , my love. " far be it for emily kaldwin to ever , ever be unattentative lover to the single woman she chose over so many other things. emily's now free hands just reach up. one just hooks into kassandra's waistband , the other presses against kassandra's abs. fingers pressing into skin. THE SMILE STAYS ON EMILY'S LIPS .

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"Kassandra!" Emily's voice is quiet, but the excitement is positively breathed out. Normally she does have a serious demeanor, but every now and again, she completely sheds the Empress and is honestly ... a little silly. The kid she never got to be. Emily propels herself forward, practically sprinting before she jumps clear at Kassandra.

θ::|| @torntruth | emily

Kassandra had been spending the quiet of the evening with a book on the history of the Empire, a chance for her to read up on the uniqueness of this land and how it was connected to the Isu. Emily's voice cuts through the quiet and had her glancing up, only giving her a moment to register what is coming and replaces her bookmark and places the book to the side. "Emily?"

Oh, she's going full speed! "Emily, wait!" But she braces herself, ready to catch her or at least shield her landing because the woman is not slowing down.

[ofspvrta]

❛  i  need  you .  ❜ from Emily

μ::|| meme: 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑬𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑴𝒀 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 . | accepting [ Ξ ]

θ::|| @torntruth | emily

Early morning kisses before they even had a chance to leave the bed were probably her favorite way to start the day. Lazily exploring one another's mouths as they held each other in a warm embrace. Kassandra was usually stirred from her meditations before Emily awoke and would sometimes kiss her awake with gently placed pecks along her neck and cheek. As they lay there kissing languidly, however, Emily says something that gets the immortal's attention. I need you. I need you, those three words have so much meaning, but it's the intonation in which she says it that tells Kassandra everything she needs to know. With a smirk, and a small grunt of effort, she rolls the both of them until Emily is on her back, the mattress cushioning the empress as Kassandra hovers over top of her. Red eyes sparkle in amusement as she silently appreciates the woman beneath her.

"Ask and you shall receive," the Keeper responds, tossing her nightshirt to the side and working Emily out of her own. Sometimes she loves those quiet mornings, sometimes, though, sometimes she prefers when they are much more adventurous instead. Leaning down she begins peppering Emily's neck and jaw with kisses, moving to capture her mouth once more in a much hungrier kiss, laying herself atop her love until bare skin touched bare skin, her hands running trails along her sides. Oh, this is going to be a good morning indeed.

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" what does a grape say when you step on it? " emily absolutely delivers all her jokes so deadpan.

θ::|| @torntruth | emily

"Uhm... I don't know. What?" She replies, scratching the back of her neck.

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love can survive. / from emily

μ::|| a meme i forgot. | not accepting [ Ξ ]

θ::|| @torntruth | emily

Kassandra ran her hand along Emily's face, admiring the planes of her cheeks, the cut of her jaw, and those beautiful dark eyes. Against all odds, they met. They met, they worked together, they fell in love. When it should have been impossible for this to even happen at all. And then it did. All this time Kassandra thought she would be alone, ever since she pushed Roxana away for her own safety. And now here they are, their own little boat that they often called home between places, traveling the world and saving it quietly. It doesn't seem so bad when forever comes with a partner.

"For as long as we do, αγάπη μου."

[ofspvrta]

👀   //   grab  my  muse’s  jaw   &   direct  their  gaze  towards  yours . From Emily

μ::|| meme: AGGRESSION // SEXUAL TENSION . | accepting [ Ξ ]

θ::|| @torntruth | emily

Some formal attire felt so stiff that Kassandra felt more akin to the marble statues of her homeland than a moving, breathing creature. But these outfits felt so much better, she could move and move well and still looked as elegant as any of the men here in their fine tailored suits. Emily had chosen well for her, and the mask she wore for the masquerade resembled a fanged eagle, to fit in more with the strange aesthetics of the creatures who had become void touched. As she danced with Emily, the Empress seemed distracted, constantly looking around as if there were threats behind every mask. Perhaps there were, but Kassandra was more focused on her.

It was about the fifth time that Emily turned her head during the dance that Kassandra reached over to grab her jaw and turn her head to face her once again. "Nothing is going to happen, I promise." Reassurances are all she offers at the moment, but her voice is low in just the way that Emily likes it. "Ikaros is watching above, if anyone is making a move, I'll know it. Until then, let's enjoy ourselves. We're owed that much at least."

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❛   night terrors .   hold  my  muse  after  they  wake  up  from  a  nightmare . / from emily, but also like hold the void entity after a void nightmare.

μ::|| meme: 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃  &  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 | accepting [ Ξ ]

θ::|| @torntruth

The night had been cold with even the fire fighting to provide a scant amount of warmth. Emily had been curled tight against the Keeper, clinging to the warmth her body provided as she slept through the night. Kassandra had, in turn, entered her meditative state, not quite sleeping, but allowing her mind to rest. It should have been a restful night, aside from the bite of winter outside, but a violent stirring beside Kassandra had torn her abruptly from her meditative state.

Red eyes opened to see Emily tossing, saying something she couldn't quite make out. Her movements were jerky, violent, as if fighting off something unseen. Shifting in the bed, Kassandra acted quickly, throwing a blanket around her and wrapping her arms around the woman, securing her as best as she could. "Emily! Emily, shhhh, I'm here." She held on tightly, but not so tight that it would hurt her. "Emily, wake up, I'm here!" Dark eyes opened, greeting Kassandra's ruby eyes, and the Keeper offered what she had hoped was a reassuring smile. As reassuring as she could offer with those sharp teeth. "There you are. You're here, you're safe."

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"... Kass!" It's a quiet excitement, Emily's voice still a whisper. She forgot manners for a second. She never DID ask if Kassandra doesn't mind shortened names. She's just waving her hand for Kassandra to come closer, pointing over the edge of the boat. "Quickly, please. Come here!"

θ::|| @ofvoidx​ 

It was so jarring to see Emily like this, the quiet excitement, the nickname. Not that she minded Kass (Kassie was a completely different story). Kassandra follows the motion Emily made to join her at the side of the boat. "What? What am I looking at?"

[ofspvrta]

❝ how long has it been since you fed ? ❞

μ::|| meme:  *  ―  VAMPIRIC STARTER PROMPTS .   | accepting [ Ξ ]

θ::|| @ofvoidx

Of course, Emily would find her at the cliffside cave. It was their spot. Perhaps a part of her wanted to come here because she knew Emily would find her. The immortal didn't look up, instead turning a raven's feather over in her hand, admiring the sheen of it under the light of the moon. The silence felt far better in the moment as she looked out at the moon hanging in the night sky. A part of her didn't want to admit how badly she had neglected her feeding. There had been so much happiness for her lately with Emily that her mind had subconsciously put the darker things way for the time and her hunger began to eat at her.

Holding up the feather so that the moonlight filtered through its tendrils, she finally broke the silence that lingered after Emily's question. "A while... maybe too long."

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It's just Emily, giving Kass a hug. Cute right? Well, at least she thinks so. She also happens to be in shadow form. She thought maybe a hug would help her come down, but now she's not quite sure if she's legitimately doing it.

It happened again, didn't it? That rage swallowing her, the way the void made her control just a little less sound. Teeth gnashing, all fangs and fury. There was an innate rampage switch in her that felt like it got flipped any time she saw one of those fucking boxes and the zealots that wielded them. Coming down sometimes took a while if Emily wasn't around to ground her, pull her back to the here and now and let Kassandra back in control and not the corrupted beast.

Blood drips from her mouth and hands as she surveys the carnage around her, making sure none of them were breathing when she feels herself being wrapped in an embrace. Emily? She had pushed her back to deal with the threat, not wanting her to endure the pain of that music box again. If it were another attacker they would have led with that. Besides, there is that scent she recognizes, the one that cuts through the fog in her head every time. But there's also a hint of musty air, like a cave or something similar. Her mind spends so much time focusing on Emily's scent that was mixed with it that she stops her ragged breaths, eyes closing against the embrace. Calm. Calm now. You are more than this.

"Emily?" Her own voice punctures the darkness, her bloodied hands reaching out to hold the arms wrapped around her. Wait... it doesn't feel right. There but not, not entirely solid. Red eyes look down, only momentarily shocked to see Emily is in fact holding her... but in her shadow form. Sighing, she collapsed to her knees, knowing Emily would follow behind her. "They... they were going to hurt you. I couldn't let them."

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ah. yes. there's my knight in shining armor.

"Αγάπη μου," she says, placing down her sketchbook and smiling up at her, "sorry, I was distracted by something, and now I'm distracted by someone far more beautiful." She stands, crossing the distance of the room on their boat to greet her with a kiss, her arms wrapping around her. "I think I like this distraction much better though."

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what do you want this time? / okay but emily asking this as they find their way to 'pandyssia'

μ::|| meme: LYRICS FROM THE LONELIEST TIME   |  [ Ξ ] accepting  

Kassandra leans against the taffrail, arms folded against her chest as she watches the waves roll past the boat. What did she want this time? They are finally leaving the Empire and she can show Emily the world she had known for over two thousand years. Only she returns without obligation, without the duties of a dead false god hanging over her head. A thoughtful hum rests on her lips, the sunrise painting the waters hues of pink and orange.

"I have what I want right here." It's a simple enough answer, but the weight of it is clear. "I have you, I have a boat, I have forever in front of me and for once the idea of that doesn't feel suffocating and oppressive." Eyes turn from the horizon, feeling the void's influence on her starting to dim as they got further and further from the empire. "I want to show you the world. All of it. But first... I want to show you the place I called home."

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it's just emily, putting a flower crown on kassandra's head.

θ::|| @ofvoidx

Is she beaming? She might be beaming a little bit. She might think she feels like the prettiest thing in the empire outside of Emily. It's that kind of smile that's like the first morning rays of light breaking through the window. Lucky for Emily that she knows how to get those looks out of Kassandra.

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‘good  morning’  kiss.

μ::|| meme:   KISSING  MEME  PROMPTS | accepting [ Ξ ]

θ::|| @ofvoidx

While it had been known for some time now that Kassandra doesn't actually sleep, she's perfected the facade of peaceful rest in her meditations. Lying down, eyes closed, breathing steady. But outside of the gentle rise and fall of her chest, she was motionless in the night, usually lying flat on her back. She'd tried figuring out other positions and perhaps maybe one day she'll learn to meditate while lying on her side and holding Emily against her unnaturally warm body. But at least she is able to share a bed with her at night, to quietly clear her mind next to the woman she loved.

Her meditations were often light with Emily, just the right amount of thoughtlessness through the night to keep her mind rested while still being able to come out of it easily. Secretly, it was for mornings like this, when Emily would roll over to press a kiss to her lips or cheeks or temple. It was a peaceful way to be pulled back from her meditations, the preferred way, if she is being honest.

This morning is a kiss to the cheek, prompting her eyes to open slowly, reds meeting browns, a soft smile on a deceptively ancient face as she turns to look at Emily directly. "Did you sleep well, love?" A quiet question lingering among the sounds of birds outside. Rolling onto her side she leans in and presses her own good morning kiss to her lips. "I could almost dream of you, but how fortunate that I get to wake up beside you instead."

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"I have felt alone all my life, except with you." / from emily

μ::|| meme: Lonely Sentences. | accepting [ Ξ ]

θ::|| @torntruth | emily kaldwin

Kassandra looked up from her coffee at Emily, holding her gaze for a good long moment. They had made it to port in the small Italian town a few days ago, a chance to stretch their legs and take in some of the sights. Kassandra had been regaling her with the history of the area and what she was doing when she was last in Italy, they wined, they dined, they took in shows. All the things that lovers do, even if they couldn't be as open as others might have. It was their own little secret, and not even the deepest secret they held from wider society. But Emily's words, they echo Kassandra's existence so perfectly. A tragic thing for sure.

"No one should have to feel so alone," she reaches across the table at the little cafe they had spent the morning enjoying, her hand enclosing over Emily's. "You won't be alone anymore, neither of us have to be. And the whole world is ours to explore."