#emma frost musings.

[rosewaterdrunk]

EMMA FROST

diamonds dripping down my throat , whys it gotta be so addictive? now im chasing after antidotes. for anything that tastes like a quick fix , days like this , no , nothing feels right. nothing sticks , i cant get out of my mind tell myself to let it go.

[rosewaterdrunk]

                     emma  nodded  her  head  in  agreement  when  he  questioned  it  ,  she  had  always  owned  businesses  even  back  in  their  world.  the  only  way  to  stay  rich  is  by  making  money  and  not  spending  it  all.  ‘  sounds  like  a  decent  job  ,  at  least  for  these  times.  ‘  emma  agreed  though  she  knew  with  there  being  no  xmen  scott  was  still  gonna  wanna  help  people  in  some  way.  emma  just  wanted  the  best  for  him  ,  they  had  a  long  history  and  emma  still  respected  him.  ‘  as  long  as  youre  happy.  ‘  

@rosewaterdrunk || Scott & Emma cont. from x bc beta editor

.｡.:*☆ "Make-up business?" Scott furrowed his brows, but then nodded. it did fit to Emma, after all. Plus, he would not judge really, anyway. Not as long as she was happy, after all.

"Well, I am glad you found something for you," He therefore only said. Emma would understand how Scott meant it, surely. "Me? Oh, I do currently work as as security guard." It was a very modern word for Sydney in the 1920's, surely. But, it did sum it up well. "Just you know, making sure at night no one tried to break into stores and thinks. I am sure it is a job for the local police, but they are pretty much lacking stuff, from what I have seen. So, no, no dream job. But it does bring in some money, so, I am not going to complain."

[stileti]

"Oh darling, that's downright filthy", Emma's fingers tapped on her temples as her lips parted detecting the presence and reading their immediate thoughts as they approached, her steel blue eyes gleamed with carnal interest while addressing the individual that decided to barge into her study where she was casually lounging in her fainting couches in one of her properties. "I suppose business does coincide with pleasure in sundays, what can I do for you darling?"

[massive-marvel]

What’s Emma’s current cup size? And does she intend to get them even bigger anytime soon?

"Oh they are always growing, anon. My weight climbs ever upwards, and since so much of my beautiful weight goes there, the size will increase too~ Last time I changed my size, I was measured to be a Double M Cup, but as you can no doubt tell, that measurement is inaccurate~" Emma explained, her chest bulging out of her bra and her outfit in general.

[deitysmuses]

Anyone want to run some fluff starters?

[poetdeco]

new / test muses on tags below,

[emmatriarchy]

I am hereby laying claim on Emma Grace.

Fuck marvel.

[draculasfavoritewife]

Mother 🤍

emma frost LIKE OR CREDIT @IRONICONS ON TUMBLR IF YOU SAVE/USE

[hcllfirequeen]

tag drop

[musedriven]

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[stileti]

Emma smiled briefly in response to his request, at least he was open to discuss the topic the reason she reached out to him was because he wasn't exactly friends with any governing bodies, and with his tendency to be destructive no one knows what to do with him.

That is why she had seeked him out to his humble abode, and by humble she was referring to the vines that were crushed by her pair of Giuseppe Zanottis. Her eyes scanned the room trying to find where the growth was from and here she thought that where the origins of The Avengers were always kept under high maintenance.

"Alright, tell you what I'll throw in maintenance for the ghastly condition of this place courtesy of Frost International."

She held out her hand letting him take the lead, with her diamond form ready in case she would get punished for her mouth, and there isn't any soap that she could spot somewhere or used anywhere in the complex.

"I'm afraid we'd have to hop over to the venue as there's less space for us to accommodate on the blackbird, at least go to the actual Mexico for some culture"

"You look like you'd give telepaths a field day" - Emma Frost (HEY!)

" You really don't want to be pokin' around in my brain."

Red Hulk's voice held a warning. He really despised getting probed by telepaths and he certainly wasn't in the mood to get poked by Emma.

Still, he didn't have a problem with mutants and she seemed neutral so he allowed his tense shoulders to loosen slightly.

" Not often one of Xavier's kids ends up near me. What's up?"

[stileti]

Happy Valentines Day. Sending all my love to you and your family. xx Emma.

Those were the perfunctory greetings that she was writing for the cards that she was planning to send out, to everyone in her contact list; she had to do each of them since she couldn't rely on finding an assistant to copy her handwriting. Ever since she made a rule for herself, not to control her employees telepathically they're only working for a telepath, not being micromanaged to achieve perfection in the workplace.

She was putting little notes for her students along with gift cards to spend for their family, then the usual corporate gift baskets to her shareholders and employees. It was a way to pass the time ever since her divorce became final, now the space that she takes up in every filled room has truly become a party of one.

When she felt a tear coming through, she immediately turned into diamond to welcome the emptiness hoping that it would stop it from falling; but alas a little clink was heard from her desk and a perfect tear drop was made. At least it saved her from using another stationary, hoping that the receipient will put her loneliness into a jewelry setting.

She finger patted her tear duct to remove the moisture before she heard someone entering her office, and with that a perfunctory smile was on her face and her fingers finding their name through her neatly stacked cards sliding it as they approached her desk.

"It's nothing big, Happy Valentines Day"

[massive-marvel]

Bra looks like it’s giving them trouble. Maybe you should let those milk tanks of yours get a little air?

"Oh it is. But why simply remove it? Bland, boring~ Let it explode off of me with style~ I intend to grow until it bursts from from, then continue onwards and upwards~" Emma replied, smirking slightly and looking down at her enormous chest.

[deitysmuses]

I want to do an au with the current events of the new Xmen 97 cartoon. Anyone interested?

Muses available

Madelyne Pryor

Emma Frost

Wanda Maximoff

Eve Byrd

[stileti]

"So much for a little tête-à-tête between the ladies, perhaps you should settle that's hardplated on all places"

"Yes, It has to become a threeway, and you're oiled enough for the two of us right?"

" M.. match... freak? What sort of therapy... by the Allspark... what do they mean by helicopter... "

[caffedrine]

Gilbert von Obsidian - The Gluttonous Devil - Sariel Sequel Release Event Summary

A big thank you to @dark-frosted-heart for recording this event.

Do I ever know what I’m doing? You shouldn’t trust me, or my suspect understanding of what’s going on in my daily life, much less in Gilbert’s world.

Accuracy is not guaranteed - you should definitely pick up this event when it reaches the English server.

Also - some pretty weird/dark stuff happens here. Nothing explicit, but this is definitely worth a warning: brief discussions of cannibalism.

It's okay to skip this summary.

Gilbert von Obsidian – The Gluttonous Devil – Event Summary

Emma has joined Gilbert for afternoon tea, and daintily eats her cookie while Gilbert happily polishes off a plate of them. No matter how often she sees this phenomenon, Gilbert’s voracious appetite always catches her off guard.

Emma casually remarks that Gilbert sure likes to eat, right, and Gilbert momentarily pauses inhaling the cookies to smile at her. He admits that when he was younger he was a very picky eater, but he worked hard and is now a proud glutton.

If Emma works at it, and practices too, she could also become a glutton. The first step would be for her to eat a few more cookies.

Okay, that’s all well and fine, but Emma is content with how much she’s eating now.

Oh, but it’s a lot more fun to eat a bunch. Go ahead and try with these cookies here. And before Emma can object, Gilbert begins to shift some of his cookies onto Emma’s plate. By the time she grabs his hand to stop him, it has become a small cookie mountain.

Emma objects to all of this, she is against wasting food, and no matter how much she tries, she won’t be able to finish all of this. Gilbert assures her that the food won’t go to waste, he will personally take care of her leftovers.

Gilbert insists that he would like to see Emma eat a little more, and urges her to try.

Fine. She’ll have a few more.

Gilbert is excited, he wants to see her dig into without holding back with a desperate expression.

Err . . . what is he talking about?

Of course he is talking about her eating a buch!

Feeling oddly unsettled, Emma watches as Gilbert leans forward, pressing a cookie into her mouth. Just as she finishes chewing and swallowing it, another cookie is held up to her mouth.

If Emma were to gradually increase her food intake, she’ll be able to eat a lot.

And another cookie is pressed against her mouth.

Emma shouts for Gilbert to stop, while she has eaten more than usual, this is clearly too much.

Gilbert bites into the cookie, and then steps closer to Emma. He pushes the remaining bit of cookie into her mouth, and she tastes sweetness as their lips meet.

After the kiss is finished, Emma chews and swallows the cookie, marveling over how little she can taste of it with the kiss on her mind.

After she finishes the cookie, Emma notices Gilbert gazing at her as if he could read her thoughts.

How was it? Was it more delicious than any of the other cookies?

Uh . . . maybe?

Great! And, of course, Emma can eat as much as she wants.

Before Emma can object, Gilbert deliberately takes her hand and places it suggestively against his cheek. Emma asks what he’s doing, and Gilbert reminds her that they just figured out that she can eat more than she thought she could. And surely she has figured out that she can eat more than just cookies.

. . . um . . . is Gilbert asking her to eat him? When he was asking if ‘it’ was delicious, did he mean himself?

(And he is absolutely a snack)

Heat rises in Emma’s face as Gilbert pulls her into his lap as he sits down. He asks if he should feed her like he did earlier, and Emma objects, she can feed herself.

Emma is drawn into a kiss, and savors the sensation. Slowly, she pulls away and Gilbert smiles at her. In a sultry tone, he muses that she is a very light eater, and they’ll have to work on her appetite. He kisses her even deeper than before.

Emma contemplates the idea of wanting more.