#penny x emmy

[privellie]

LOCATION: The Grove.

DATE & TIME: 12/15, early afternoon.

OPEN TO: Emmy Corcoran (@privdana).

Taking the two drinks with a polite smile to the barista, Penny turned to hand the first over to Emmy. "One for you," she said cheerfully, her fingers curling around the second warm cup of hot chocolate. "And one for me." She promised herself she wasn't going to get too carried away here—sure, she and Emmy were going to try things again, or at least the getting to know one another part, but Penny still hadn't ended things with Brody, so she knew she couldn't move too fast. She couldn't help but love the wave of excitement that rippled through her at the prospect of simply hanging out with Emmy, though. "Okay, where do you want to go first?"

[charliefqirie]

what are your kg ships? can be ships you absolutely love or also ships you think are cute.

MY OTP <3

sorry for answering so late! i rly rly love ozzison jsnfhsjndd i just like seeing this angy boy be soft for his soft gf

i also really like ted x penny and felix x ozzy they’re my favorites i think

[drfirsnogayny]

Remember when I used to lay out sketches with a pen because I forgot a pencil case in the dorm? I did it again.

Therefore, part 2

Why is Felix so dumb?

[blueberry62]

Do u have any thoughts on Penny x Emmy? Also would love to see Pemmy in ur style 🫶

I think they look cute together. For now, I don't really have many thoughts about the ship because KG3 hasn't been released yet so I don't have a strong opinion about any of the new kids (I didn't watch the demo because I want to go blind in the final released)

However, I think they'll be cinamonrollxcinamonroll, and I'm sure Penny would help Emmy in gardering.

[sunnysunnatko]

what are your kg ships? can be ships you absolutely love or also ships you think are cute.

⋆ AAAA okay so my number one of ALL TIME - Cindix (Cindy x Felix)!! Loved them since forever and will continue to love them, they have been my number one since i found out about the game, i love them sm🩷💙🫶

Other ships that i like:

Bindy (Buggs x Cindy)

Emindy (Emmy x Cindy)

Alindy (Alice x Cindy)

(lmao seeing a pattern here?👀)

Carlonty (Carla x Monty)

Jerome x Buggs x Cindy (either as a friendship or a ship, i don't mind)

Same goes for Buggs x Cindy x Felix!

Lilget (Lily x Nugget)

Tedpen (Teddy x Penny)

Alice x Felix (would be interesting)

Austin x Emmy

Ozzison (Ozzy x Madison)

Ive never heard of this one yet, but Madison x Emmy would be so nice imo!! They just fit together for some reason

Those are all the ships that i like (and that come to mind)!

Tyy for the askkkk!!!

[sunshinies]

⋆ฅ Kirara inspired names/pronouns/titles ! 𖦹⋆

art by x! rq by @confeqttis and @cocajimmycola !

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🐈 names: allie , astrid , billie , birdie , bobbie , calico , callie , catrine , chelsea , chloe , cici , clio , coco , cori , cricket , elsie , emmy , felina , imogen , ivy , jaclyn , joy , kat , katie , kayla , kiana , kimber , kimmy , kira , kit , kyra , mimi , nikki , penny , phoebe , piper , pippa , poppy , rosie , scout , sunny , tabbie , tabitha , tortie , zoe

🌱 pronouns: hop/hops/hopself , mew/mews/mewself , purr/purrs/purrself , scratch/scratches/scratchself , dash/dashes/dashself , nya/nyas/nyaself (jp excl) , mrrp/mrrps/mrrpself , cat/nip/catnipself , yarn/yarns/yarnself , play/plays/playself , paw/paws/pawself , soft/softs/softself , kit/kits/kitself , nip/nips/nipself , fluff/fluffs/fluffself

any other variation pronouns of these may be used , of course !

✉️ titles: the speedy nekomata , the cat upon the eaves , the charming courier , she who bounds through the city , the courier of the komaniya express , the fleet-footed feline , the two-tailed mailwoman

prns and gendered terms may be replaced.

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additional tags: @eternoelle @hauntingidol @delusielle @puriette @the-astropaws @ladyth

[kizi-zu]

Do youhave any favorite ships in Kindergarten?

I do have favourites ^^

Buggs x Penny

I'm just WEAK to the opposite attract trope =/////=

I headcanoned that Buggs has always likes Penny (appearance wise) but since she confiscated his knife, it gives him the wrong impression of her

Once Penny is fixed by Monty, Buggs finally understands that Penny was controlled by her mother, and from there, they grew closer

Buggs has a crush on Penny but she's oblivious to it

Alice x Kidd x Billy

((Let me cook))

Billy developed feelings fir Kidd after Kidd rescued him. Same goes for Alice in the second game

Alice thought Kidd had a crush on Lily and always viewed her as a rival

But SIKE! It was Billy who she had to "fight" for Kidd's feelings and attention

Both of them are tsundere-

Kidd knew that they were both fighting for him, but he didn't know bcus they had a crush on him... He always thought it was bcus they wanted to repay him for rescuing them

Kidd thought that Alice and Billy's dynamic is cute (platonically or romantically, idc)

Other than that I always thought these ships are pretty cute:-

Jerome x Carla, tough x crybaby trope is pretty cute

Felix x Ozzy x Ted, sibling rivalry for one's affection... Full of drama, damn-

Cindy x Emmy, idk.. I've seen ppl shipping them together and I think their dynamic is cute

Ron x Alice, I headcanon Ron as a goofy dude... So goofy dude falling in love is always a A tier trope for me

[poisonblossoms12]

WELCOME!!!

(It's about time I did a welcome post lol)

Hey there, I'm Poison, but you can also call me PB or PB&J ^^ I do a bunch of silly stuff about Kindergarten, My Singing Monsters, and some other things :D

Some facts about me:

-I use they/them (preferred), she/her, it/its, and xe/xem :3

-I'm a lesbian :D

-My favourite Kindergarten characters are Carla and Alice!

-My ultimate OTP is Almy (Alice x Emmy) 💜💚

-I am emo, punk, and goth. I do understand that they are not exactly interchangeable, but my style fluctuates a lot between those three

-Here is my list of Kindergarten ships in case you're curious :3

-And here is my list of fandoms! :D

Other blogs:

Art blog - @poisonblossomsartbox I am no longer active on my art blog bc I post my art on here now

Meme blog - @daily-dose-of-kg-memes

KinderKiller AU - @kinderkillerau

MSM blog - @poisonblossoms-msm I no longer post on my MSM blog because I made this one multifandom

Penguin Penny - @penguenny

Monstergarten AU - @msm-kg-au

Kindergarten confession blog - @kg-confessions

My tags:

#poisoned rants - I rant about silly stuff

#poisoned arts - Art tag

#poisoned vents - Vent tag

#poison dies - Shitpost tag

I also sometimes do oddly specific tags if I find it funny enough to the situation >:3

My schedule:

I'm doing homeschool, so I'm available very often! >:3

AND YES, ART REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!

That's all for now! I might change it up over time tho :P

[lboogie1906]

Ernest Roscoe Dickerson (June 25, 1951) is a director, cinematographer, and screenwriter. He directed Juice (1992) which he co-wrote. He directed TV episodes of Tales from the Crypt: Demon Knights (1995); Bones (2001); Never Die Alone(2004); and several episodes of The Wire, Treme, Dexter, and The Walking Dead. He created music videos for TV and frequently collaborated with fellow director Spike Lee.

He was born in Newark, New Jersey. His father was Richard Seal, an A&P grocery store manager. His mother was a librarian. He enrolled in Howard University, majored in architecture, and took classes in film. He enrolled in New York University’s film program at the Tisch School of the Arts. He worked with fellow student Spike Lee on Lee’s first film, Joe’s Bed-Stuy Barbershop: We Cut Heads (1983). He was the director of photography.

He began his career in cinematography working in music videos for Bruce Springsteen, Anita Baker, Miles Davis, and others. He taught film classes at Howard. His first professional film as director of photography was Brother from Another Planet. He collaborated with Spike Lee on She’s Gotta Have It, Do the Right Thing, and Malcolm X among other films.

He made his directorial debut with Juice. He directed Tales from the Crypt: Demon Knight. He directed DMX in Never Die Alone adapted from a novel by Donald Goines.

He won the Peabody Award for Best Directing in Strange Justice. He won the Daytime Emmy for Outstanding Single Camera Photography for the TV movie Our America. He received the NAACP Image Award for Outstanding Directing in a Drama Series for Seven Seconds.

He is married to Penny Sutton. He has a total of five children from present and past relationships. He is a member of the American Society of Cinematographers. #africanhistory365 #africanexcellence

[llamamicrowave]

What ships are "canon" in your kg au? :D

In my fics the main relationships are,

Nugget x Lily x Felix (love triangle)

Billy x Adrian/Protag

Carla x Monty

Cindy x Felix (toxic)

Cindy x Emmy (maybe idk yet)

Any other ships like Penny x Ted are mostly implied and can be up to reader interpretation.

[charliefqirie]

Emmy x Lily x Ted or as I like to call them the mistreated/hurt by other characters in the game trio

Also Penny x Emmy too, kind and helpful girls

AWWW both of those r adorable!! honestly any ship with emmy or penny is always adorable bc of how sweet they both are.

emmy can teach lily and ted gardening and they can all garden together. oh emmy could also grow flowers for lily for her to put in her hair!!

emmy could also grow flowers for penny so they can make flower crowns 💕💕

[drfirsnogayny]

Kindergarten Tags

General & General 2

Kids:

🍎 Protagonist

🍗 Nugget

🍩 Lily

🍫 Billy

🌺 Cindy

🔪 Buggs

💵 Monty

🪀 Jerome

🥇 Felix

🥈 Ted

🧼 Ozzy

🔐 Carla

⚙️ Penny

🪴 Madison

⚽ Ron

🥕 Alice

🪨 Austin

🥬 Emmy

🐊 Davey

OCs

Adults/staff:

🚬 Hall Monitor

⛔ Stevie

💊 Ms. Applegate

🥼 Dr. Danner

🎶 Ms Lovelett

🔫 Mr. Principal

🧫 Ms. Principal

🧹 Janitor

🪠 Bob

🗡️ Regis

🍛 Lunch Lady

🥄 Margaret

🩺 Nurse

🐈 Agnes

Other characters:

🌵 Diana

OCs:

🍊 Jenny

🦋 Byron (Ocgram)

OCs for my AUs:

🎨 Polly (BRev)

❄️ Penelope (BRev)

🩹 Vincent (Demonic Class)

🍟 Eddie (fanchild)

Alternative Universe:

💾 Applegang

📺 Broadcast Revolution

🍀 Flower Color Gram (I take part)

🌻 Kindergarten 3 (Biolitary school)

🩸 Kindergarten: Depressive school

🔪 Kindergarten x Cleavers Cult

⛩️ East

Other:

😂 Memes

🪩 Music Club

Kindergarten 1&2:

Broadcast Revolution:

[poisonblossoms12]

OKAY HI I AM TAKING THIS AS MY CHANCE TO YAP TO THE PEOPLE OF THE TUMBLR KG FANDOM BECAUSE IVE ONLY EVER YAPPED ABOUT THIS STUFF TO MY FRIENDS ON HERE SOOOOO HERE GOES MY YAP SESSION!!! BUCKLE UP BUSTERS BECAUSE AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

BE PREPARED FOR ABSOLUTE CHAOS!!!!!

HEADCANONS

-Austin is Scottish

-You can't tell me that Monty and Jerome don't have New York accents. Monty's is very VERY noticeable while Jerome's is more subtle

-Sexuality headcanons: Kid is undecided, Nugget is bisexual, Lily is pansexual, Billy is gay, Buggs is bisexual, Cindy is pansexual, Monty is bisexual, Jerome is bisexual, Carla is bisexual, Penny is pansexual, Felix is bisexual, Ted is undecided, Ozzy is bisexual, Alice is lesbian, Ron is bisexual, Madison is bisexual, Austin is gay, Emmy is lesbian, Davey is undecided, literally none of them are straight

-Pronouns: Kid they/them, Nugget he/him, Lily she/them, Billy he/him, Buggs he/him, Cindy she/her, Monty he/him, Jerome he/them, Carla they/her, Penny she/her, Felix he/him, Ted is still figuring himself put but as of now he uses he/him, Ozzy they/him, Alice she/her and they/them, Ron varies (genderfluid), Madison she/her, Austin he/him, Emmy she/her, Davey they/them

RAREPAIRS!!!!!

-ALMY MY BELOVEDS (Alice x Emmy)

-Billstin (Billy x Austin)

-Daverome/Jervey (Davey x Jerome)

I have way more to yap about but I'll leave it at that for now :3

Edit: Adding my general ships other than the rarepairs :3

Carlonty

Theonny

Lilget/Nily

Cindix and Bindy- more information on this, Cindix is a thing for a while, but around high school Felix gets better and eventually Cindy gets with Buggs

Ozzison

Lovegate

Okay that's actually it now :3 maybe-

I cant be the only person that LOVES fandom culture? Okay like take this post as a thing to comment or reblog under about your amazing hcs, rare-pairs, silly aus, designs, please just tell me. BRING BACK ACTUAL FANDOM CULTURE

[ninadove]

Nina for the ask games =) 💙

Will use this as an opportunity to introduce my girl properly to the wonderful Tumblr folk!

Everyone, meet my OC Nina, the daughter of my favourite rarepair ever, Clive Dove and Emmy Altava from the Professor Layton series.

Very excited to ramble about her and share some of my doodles! 💙

Favourite thing about them:

How smart and responsible she is. Accountability is the most important lesson she learnt from her dad growing up, and she intends on staying true to the values he instilled in her. Anyone who deviates from this key principle instantly gains her disdain.

Least favourite thing about them:

How mistrustful and unwillingly controlling she can be.

Girl cannot for the life of her let someone else get behind the wheel for a second because she’s terrified her world will crumble around her if she isn’t there to hold it together.

If only there was someone as trustworthy, reliable and responsible as her she could lean on… 🤔

Favourite quote (from an old mini-comic):

« Mum, the last time I was "spontaneous", someone lost an eye. »

I will not be providing any more context at this point.

BROTP:

Nina and her little brother Hermann (pictured here on the right) are radically different and yet they are the best of friends. The ultimate ride or die duo.

OTP:

So there’s this very cute blonde girl -

NOTP:

It’s not really a thing anymore but she used to have this very persistent suitor (@dragongutsixofficial you know the one). I might bring them back as I flesh out the characters’ story but they definitely won’t be as much of a bother - maybe an annoying flirt at most.

Random headcanon:

Her first book was a beautifully adorned Egyptology book that her grandpa Hershel bought her before she could even read properly. She learnt about a lot of gross mummification facts at the sweet innocent age of 5 and would randomly share them with the adults in her life as they were trying to go about their day.

Song I associate about them:

Many of them, but Surface Pressure from Encanto is the first to come to mind!

How about you guys use this post to show off your own Layton OCs?

Would love to meet them! 🎩

[demigodreading]

Moving Forward

Summary: Reminder as always this can be read as a Reader fic but Ella is Amanda Rollins and Olivia Benson’s daughter. Anyways this is the third chapter of the Emily Prentiss Love Story series. Newbie is finally about to meet Emily... or at least she hopes.

Characters: Emily Prentiss, Penelope Garcia, Ella Alina Benson

Relationships: Emily Prentiss x Penelope Garcia (Friendship)

Warnings: N/A

Word Count: 2244

Previous Chapter~Next Chapter

AO3

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“Emmy,” Penelope said making her way into Emily’s bedroom without knocking.

Emily merely rolled her eyes as she turned back to her closet to look for the outfit she wanted for the evening, “Yes Pen. How can I help you today?”

“Newbie is coming over for movie night. What movie do you want to pick for the evening?” Penelope asked flopping down on Emily’s bed.

“Sorry love, I am actually going out tonight.”

The blonde cocked her eyebrow looking at her roommate, “With who?”

“No one you know,” Emily said trying to brush it off, “I will try and be quiet when I come home.”

“Bullshit. I know everyone you know. I know everyone at this university,” The blonde argued.

“Which is creepy Penelope.”

“Which is MY JOB!” Penelope retorted, “Well… I probably know too much about people but what can I say I am a technical genius.”

Emily just shook her head as she started to pull on her v cut red shirt and tight black jeans. She was doing her best to ignore all the questions Penelope was asking until she couldn’t take it anymore, “If I tell you who I am going to see will you leave me alone?”

Penelope contemplated this and then finally nodded. Emily sighed and then told her that she was going to see Marian. Penelope did her best not to let out a large groan and instead merely rolled her eyes at her roommate. She got up from her spot on Emily’s bed and made her way out of the room. The utter silence that the blonde was giving her put a pit in Em’s stomach. Once she was done getting ready Emily sought out her roommate. She found the blonde digging through their DVDs trying to find the best ones for the evening. She glanced up for a moment when Emily entered the room but didn’t say anything.

“Penny, can you please talk to me.”

“You told me to leave you alone,” The blonde retorted putting aside two dvds.

“But I never actually mean it. I always want you to bother me,” Emily responded beginning to pick at her nails, “I can tell you are mad. Can you just tell me why?”

“If you stop picking at your nails.” Emily immediately stopped shoving her hands into her pockets. Once Penelope was satisfied she looked up at her roommate, “I have told you this before and I will keep telling you this until you understand me. Marian is BAD NEWS. She only calls when she wants to use you. She manipulates you for her own benefit and I am so tired of seeing you falling into her trap over and over again. Please Emily…stay here tonight. I really think that you will like the newbie. You are both a lot alike and I promise she is not a weirdo.”

“She promised this time will be different,” Emily pleaded, “Just let me try this one more time. If she stands me up again you can hold it over my head for… two months. And I will take full responsibility for cleaning the bathroom for those entire two months.” Penelope looked up at her best friend and merely sighed, “I would have given you one month of cleaning the bathroom.”

Em let out a tiny giggle, “Now can I get a Penny hug before I go?”

Penelope couldn’t help but smile as she gave Emily a goodbye hug. As she watched her roommate walk out the door she couldn’t help but sigh. Emily deserved more than what Marian was giving her but there was nothing she could do.

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Ella and Penelope were two Disney movies when Emily finally came home. Her presence was only made known by the loud slam of the front door followed closely by the loud slam of her bedroom door. The noise had made both of the women on the couch jump and then a small frown came over Penelope’s face. She promised Ella she would be right back and then made her way to Emily’s room.  She knocked a couple of times but when there was no response she opened the door and entered the room.

Emily had flopped on her bed face buried in her pillow. Penelope could tell she was crying by the shaking of her shoulder but no sound was coming out. The blonde had never seen her roommate crying before and it put a pit in her stomach. She went to reach out for her best friend but then remember that she didn’t know if it would make Emily worse.

“Emmy,” Penelope called out, “I am here. It is Penelope.”

“Go away,” Emily mumbled into her pillow.

Penelope shut the door but remained in the room, “I know that your mom always said that you couldn’t cry and had to be strong all the time but you don’t have to be that way Em.”

Emily’s cheeks burned a bright red as her best friend hit the problem on the nose. She never wanted the blonde to see her this weak. Instead of responding she merely pulled her pillow closer and tried to disappear into the fabric.

“I’m going to sit on the edge of the bed and if you want to talk you can… if you don’t then I will just sit here until you feel better.”

Emily felt the weight of Penelope sitting on the edge of the bed and then all of her remaining walls crumbled. She sensed the warmth of her friend and all she wanted was to be held until the horrible feeling radiating throughout her body disappeared. When she realized that Penelope wasn’t going to be the one to engage the movement she let out a tiny whisper.

“Can I have a hug?”

“Of course Emmy,” Penelope responded, “I’ll come to you.”

Within seconds Emily felt Penelope’s arms envelope her in one of her famous hugs. It calmed down the brunette enough that she finally turned to bury herself in the blonde’s chest. Another couple of moments passed before she broke the silence between them, “Marian stood me up again. I waited for hours but she never showed up. I am so stupid. Why do I always do this to myself?”

“Oh sweetheart,” Penelope replied giving her a kiss on the forehead, “You are not the stupid one. Marian is. She lost out on one of the most amazing women I have ever met.”

“I’m sorry for ruining movie night with my outburst.”

“Ruined? NEVER. We made your favorite brownies. They should still be warm if you want to join. We would love to have you.”

“You mean it?”

“With my whole heart. Just come out when you are ready,” Penelope said giving Emily another quick squeeze before she left.

Emily took a couple of moments to pull herself together and change into a pair of comfortable pajamas. When she was ready she made a beeline to the kitchen for the brownies she had been promised. As she was is pouring a glass of water a bag of her favorite chocolates slides across the counter to her. She looks over expecting Penelope but instead was greeted by the brunette that she had been watching during class.

“Pen told me that these were your favorites. I figured today called for some emergency chocolates,” Ella smiled before filling up her glass with red wine.

Emily returned the smile immediately plopping a chocolate in her mouth, “Thanks… I suppose I shouldn’t keep calling you a newbie.”

She giggled, “My name is Ella.”

“Ella…a beautiful name,” Emily grinned, “I think we are in domestic violence together.”

A look of recognition came over Ella’s face, “Oh we do! How are you feeling about that group project?”

“I would feel better about it if you agreed to be my partner. I went to look for you after class but you disappeared so fast I couldn’t find you.”

Ella quickly sipped another drink from her glass before answering, “I had to call my mom. Hard to get her attention with her job and the time difference. But if you will have me I would love to be your partner.”

Emily grinned handing Ella a chocolate to seal their partnership before they wandered back out to the living room. Penelope was waiting with another movie already queued up. Ella plopped back down in the spot leaving Emily to sit in between the two women. Throughout the entire movie, Emily would slyly throw chocolates at Ella making her giggle. The sound was intoxicating to the brunette. Emily would be lying if she said that she had been watching the movie at all. She spent most of the movie watching the way Ella swirled the wine in her glass. The way that her smile lit up the room. Or the way her nose crinkled when she laughed. Everything about this newbie was infatuating. 

By the time the movie was half over Penelope was happily snoring in her tipsy state. Ella began to collect her things when Emily stopped her, “Let me walk you home.”

“You really don’t have to,” Ella said as she pulled on her backpack.

“Do you even really know how to get home?”

Ella laughed admitting defeat, “Not nearly as well as I would like. Are you sure that you don’t mind?”

“Not at all. It makes me like the knight in shining armor,” Emily smirked.

“You have been watching way to many Disney movies tonight.”

“Bold of you to assume that I don’t watch Disney movies every night,” Emily said extending her arm out towards Ella, “Shall we go my lady?”

Ella smiled reaching for Emily’s arm and pulling her close. They walked down the stairs of the apartment building in comfortable silence. It wasn’t until they made it out to the courtyard that Emily began to ask the other woman questions.

“What are you studying?”

“Criminology and psychology… with a specialization in domestic violence.”

Emily grinned giving Ella a light shove, “So I have chose the best group project partner is what you are saying?”

“Yes… just remember that when my ADHD takes over and I have memory the size of Dory.”

“Noted. I am pretty good a reigning Penelope in so I am sure we will be just fine.”

Ella laughed knowing the moments Emily was referencing, “What brought you to this school anyway?”

“Well this has always been my dream school and I just knew that I couldn’t go here without Pen. But as far as what I do…I am here for child advocacy much to my mother’s displeasure,” Emily laughed, “I doubt anything that I do would make her happy though.”

Ella just nodded before responding, “My moms really didn’t want me to go the criminology route and were even more upset when I chose domestic violence. Our whole life has revolved around the criminal justice system it just felt like the right thing to do.” “What do your moms do?”

“Olivia is the Captain of SVU for Manhattan. Amanda is one of her detectives.”

“How long have they been together?”

“Well let’s see… They started dating when I was fifteen so about eight years now? They adopted Noah together before officially getting married so I just count all of it together. Then Mom had Jesse when I was seventeen… and then Billie when I was twenty.”

“So you really can have it all,” Emily sighed making Ella cock her eyebrow, “Oh you know what I mean. That princess fairytale that you read about in books. The dream family with lots of kids, successful careers, and a loving partner.”

Ella nodded and Emily just smiled, “Maybe there is hope for me yet.”

“Of course, there is,” Ella agreed, “There is always a little bit of hope to give.”

“I like the way you think,” Emily laughed, “You would think after all this time with Ms. Sunshine some of it would have rubbed off on me but I still have yet to see it.”

Ella went to say something but before she knew it they were on in front of her dorm door. Emily released her arm and then slipped her a small note, “Here is my number so you can text me for the group project… or just whenever. Pen was telling me about your roommates. If you ever want to come over just come over. I know it can be hard to be away from your family especially when no one seems to be on your side but we are your family now.”

“Thanks, Emily,” Ella smiled, “I think that was your piece of sunshine coming out.”

Emily merely rolled her eyes and headed down the stairs back to her apartment. As soon as she got inside her phone pinged.

Hey, it’s Ella I’m just checking that you didn’t get captured by some serial killer on the way back to your apartment… Yes, I spend way too much consuming true crime. 

Emily let out a large laugh as she responded: Not this time. But you never know. Penelope claims that we have at least three potential killers walking around campus.

This banter went back and forth for a while before Emily and Ella fell into more casual topics. Exchanging pictures of when they were children, pictures of Ella’s siblings, topics they could do for their group project. They both fell asleep with their phone still in their hands refusing to let the conversation end willingly. 

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@xthexsupreme​

[bentforkent]

pictures

penelope garcia x emily prentiss

a/n: my self-indulgent rarepair. sweet penelope and her goth gf. they love each other! 

content warnings: SMUT (18+), brat/daddy, yes emily is called daddy i TOLD you this was self indulgent, overstimulation if you squint, oral sex briefly, soft dom!emily and sub!penelope, basically just filthy smut and pretty lingerie

word count: 2191

in which penelope is wearing pretty lingerie and emily wants to keep the moment forever

“Do you like it?” Penelope preens, stretching across the white comforter on Emily’s bed. Her arms rise over her head, allowing Emily a full view of her torso, adorned in bright pink lingerie. The ruffled straps weave across Penelope’s stomach and chest in ways Emily can’t even begin to understand, so she thanks the universe she doesn’t have to. She’ll just fuck Penelope with it on.  

“It’s pretty, Pen,” Emily murmurs, running her hands up Penelope’s sides and coming to rest on her breasts. When Penelope gives a soft--nearly imperceptible--whine, Emily tweaks her left nipple through the lacey pink fabric with a chuckle. “Shh, Princess. Let me look at you.”

Penelope sticks out her bottom lip, but Emily is unfazed. She taps Penelope’s protruded lip, mumbles, “put that away,” then continues letting her hands roam Penelope’s body. Her fingertips brush every inch of bare skin she can reach, lighting Penelope on fire. Emily’s touching, just touching, reveling in the soft, supple woman before her. Emily could do this all day. But after what feels like ages, (to Penelope, of course,) Penelope starts to get antsy. Emily’s warm, callused hands are moving everywhere except where Penelope needs to feel her. It’s when Emily grips Penelope’s thighs just above the white thigh-high socks she’s wearing, revelling in the half-moon shapes her trimmed nails leave, that Penelope snaps.

“Are you going to touch me, or not?” Penelope asks, a bite in her words. She knows she’s starting trouble. She knows that Emily’s eyebrow will quirk; that her eye will twitch. She knows she’s overstepped and she’s not being particularly good right now, but Penelope doesn’t mind because she also knows that means Emily will fuck her like she’s being bad.

Penelope’s right, as usual, because as soon as the testy words leave her mouth, Emily’s hands are off of her body and she’s stood at the foot of the bed, looming over Penelope, almost scary. “I thought this was a gift for me, you brat,” Emily says calmly, her left eyebrow raised in mock-disbelief. “You’re not gonna let me enjoy my gift on my own time?”

Penelope shakes her head quickly, the blonde ponytails on the sides of her head swishing. This is what she’s been aching for, for Emily to be mean, for Emily to rough-handle her. This is how it always goes, Penelope knows. Next, Penelope predicts, Emily will tell her to turn over and get on her hands and knees.  Penelope knows exactly how Emily works, which is why Emily absolutely catches her off guard by turning away from the bed and stalking to the closet.

Her butt looks cute in that underwear, Penelope thinks, but her thoughts are abruptly cut off by Emily whipping around, shit-eating grin on her face, Hitachi wand in her hand.

Immediately, a sensual combination of regret and arousal washes over Penelope. She sits up, scrambling away from Emily and up against the headboard. “No, Emmy, please no,” she pleads with a coquettish look in her eye.

Emily is a sight to behold in front of her, dressed in only a mismatched bra and underwear set, as if she hadn’t been expecting Penelope to come over. It makes Penelope warm with desire, that idea of Emily carelessly choosing her undergarments while Penelope had agonized over picking the perfect pink set for her girlfriend. Emily returns to the end of her bed, twirling the vibrator as if it’s a baton. Penelope squeaks at the motion of Emily’s tanned, toned arms.

“What’s your color?” Emily asks gently, even though the only color she can fathom right now is the dark pink spot on Penelope’s panties where her arousal is seeping through the fabric.

“Greener than the grass in the Garden of Eden,” Penelope says.

Emily moves to sit in between Penelope’s legs where she sits up against the headboard. Shifting the energy of the room back into one of a scene, Emily pouts at Penelope mockingly. “Impatient little brat just couldn’t wait for me to fuck her, huh?” she teases.

Penelope nods. “I’m sorry, Daddy,” she murmurs.

Emily reaches to plug the wand in, and Penelope squirms preemptively upon hearing the tell-tale sound of the vibrations.

“I think,” Emily starts, running the wand against Penelope’s inner thigh in a feather-light touch, “I need to teach you a lesson in patience.” She presses the vibrator against Penelope’s clit experimentally, grinning when she cries out in response. “Can you be quiet for me, Princess?” Emily asks, leaning in to kiss Penelope’s inner thighs repeatedly. God, she wants to taste her, but for tonight's purposes, it doesn’t quite seem to be in the cards. Then Emily contemplates for half of a second, then licks a wide stripe up Penelope’s arousal, through her lingerie. She wraps her lips around Penelope’s clit, sucking once, then pulling away. Satiated, she sits back on her heels and focuses her attention back on the vibrator.

“Oh, Daddy,” Penelope whines.

“Shh,” Emily reminds. She pulls Penelope’s lace underwear to the side, tucking the vibrator underneath so it sits snugly against her clit. Penelope starts to writhe at the stimulation, bucking her hips up against the toy. Emily pushes the heels of both of her hands on Penelope’s hip bones, pinning her down. “You have to stay still for the rest of what I have planned for you, princess.”

Penelope looks at Emily and lets her bitten lips part. “There’s more?” Her facial expression reads, but she dares not to speak.

Understanding, Emily says, “Yes, there’s more.” Penelope lets out a tiny squeak, and Emily shoots her a look.

“S-sorry Daddy, it just---oh---feels good,” Penelope speaks through a moan.

Emily shakes her head, laughing. “You’re lucky you’re pretty, because speaking without permission on any other day would guarantee a few bruises on your ass.”

Penelope smiles widely for a moment, but is cut off by her own pleasure, face twisting and eyes screwing shut as she tries to suppress another moan.

“Penny,” Emily sings, taking advantage of Penelope’s obscured vision. She clambers off the bed, all limbs, and starts rummaging through her bedside table. She can hear Penelope letting out soft whimpers next to her, and the noises only serve to fluster her in her quest to find what she’s looking for. After a moment, her hands feel smooth plastic, and she grins. Her camera.

Well, technically, it’s Penelope’s camera, but after multiple nights of wishing they’d had it at Emily’s apartment, the yellow Polaroid had found a new home with Emily. They’d only ever used it innocently--a picture of Emily while she was napping, a picture of Penelope when she’d tried a new makeup idea, a selfie of the two of them that had come out horribly overexposed---but Emily’s stroke of genius extends far beyond her job and she had decided recently that the sweet camera would be better suited for a more naughty fate.

When Emily turns back to Penelope, she’s rutting her hips against the vibrator.

“Penelope. Cut that out,” she barks, but when Penelope peeks up at her, her visceral reaction to seeing the camera breaks Emily’s resolve. Penelope’s eyes widen and her cheeks flush.

“You’re gonna take pictures of me, Daddy?” She asks, pushing the words out quickly.

“Yeah, Daddy’s gonna take pictures of you, Princess, is that okay?” Emily replies gently, looking for consent.

Penelope nods with a squeak. There’s a wet spot on the bed underneath her, and Emily knows what she’s gonna say next.

“I might--mm--might not last much longer, Emmy,” Penelope whimpers, and tears of frustration fill her eyes.

“Hold it for me, baby,” Emily says, crawling back onto the bed and situating herself back between Penelope’s legs. Penelope juts her lips out in a pout, and Emily snaps a quick picture.

“Hey,” Penelope protests. A tear rolls down her cheek, leaving a mascara track in its wake. “Emmy I--”

“Hold. It,” Emily emphasizes, but turns down the vibrator a notch anyways. “Can you pose for me, pretty girl?”

Penelope shakes her head, but sticks her thumb in her mouth provocatively with a look at the camera. There’s a click and a flash as the photo is taken.

“Good girl, Princess,” Emily says, setting the camera to the side and moving in to kiss Penelope’s neck. She rubs her nose against the soft skin, breathing in Penelope’s perfume. Emily thinks that she might just like to live in this spot forever. But she can’t, she knows, so she settles for sucking a deep mark in the crook of Penelope’s neck. Penelope gasps, and the gasp morphs into a loud moan.

“Okay, pretty girl, let’s get you off,” Emily mumbles against Penelope’s jawline, letting her hand wander to the vibrator, shutting it off and pulling it away. Penelope whimpers at the loss of contact.

“Daddy,” Penelope whines pleadingly, and Emily presses a chaste kiss to her lips.

“You’re so sweet for me, Princess,” Emily says, repositioning to rest her head on Penelope’s thigh. “So soft, so beautiful.” Emily speaks mostly to herself, enjoying the feeling of Penelope’s gaze on her as she nips and kisses her inner thighs.

Penelope weaves her hands through Emily’s hair and tugs gently, subtly trying to pull her closer. Emily’s mouth opens to reprimand her needy baby, but she figures she’s equally as eager, so she decides against it. One of Emily’s fingers circles Penelope’s entrance teasingly.

“Who’s all this for?” Emily asks, looking up at Penelope. She’s frustrated, incredibly frustrated, and instead of telling Emily what she already knows--that Penelope’s pussy is Emily’s only, and Emily is the only one who can get her this wet--Penelope chokes out a sob.

“Please, please, please,” She chants.

“You’re just so fucking disobedient today,” Emily murmurs, granting Penelope what she wants and sliding a finger into her. “Think I spoil you too much, what do you think?”  Emily’s words tell Penelope she’s a brat, but her actions contradict as a second finger joins her first, pumping in and out of Penelope at the pace Emily knows will get her off.

Penelope moans, high-pitched and delicate. “I’m sorry, Daddy, really.”

“It’s okay, baby,” Emily whispers, curling her fingers to elicit a reaction from Penelope. It works. “You’re my good girl, aren’t you?”

Penelope’s overwhelmed by the sensation of her Daddy’s fingers working her towards her orgasm paired with the sweet words coming out of her mouth.

“Say it,” Emily demands.

“I’m your good girl,” Penelope whimpers. At her words, Emily’s thumb comes to circle her clit rapidly, drawing her to the edge. “I’m, I’m--” Penelope starts.

“I know, sweet girl. Cum for me,” Emily says, working Penelope through her orgasm.

Penelope, who had been decently good about not moving, squirms through her release. Her legs are flailing, her hips are bucking, all in an attempt to move away from Emily and the overstimulation. Emily lets out a short laugh at Penelope’s desperation, and pulls her hand away from her.

“Good?” Emily asks, after Penelope has calmed.

“Mhm,” Penelope hums, adjusting to lay down.

“Hey, don’t fall asleep on me now,” Emily calls as she moves to the bathroom and prepares a warm, damp washcloth.

“Too late, I’m asleep already,” Penelope replies. Her eyes are closed, arms wrapped around Emily’s pillow. When Emily returns, she taps Penelope’s ankle gently.

“Let me clean you up, baby,” she whispers.

Penelope peeks one eye open at her. “I have to take this off,” she says, gesturing to her lingerie.

“I’ll help,” Emily offers, but Penelope responds with a short laugh.

“If you could figure out how to get this off, it would’ve been off already,” she says, sticking her tongue out at Emily playfully. She’s right.

After Penelope’s undressed and decently clean, Emily gasps. “Oh, man!” She exclaims sadly. “I only took two pictures.”

Penelope pouts. “One for you, and one for me. No more tonight, I’m sleepy.” Emily sets the photos on her bedside table and crawls into bed next to Penelope. She pulls Penelope against her chest, working the hair ties out of her hair, and massaging where the ponytails were situated against her scalp.

“I know you wanted me to be mean to you tonight, but I just couldn’t do it,” Emily says, carding her fingers through Penelope’s hair. “You looked so pretty.”

“I’m always pretty,” Penelope quips, looking up at Emily to see her playful scoff. “But seriously, I liked this better tonight.”

“Yeah?” Emily asks, vulnerable.

“Yeah,” Penelope responds simply. She could elaborate, tell Emily despite how much she loves rough play and her daddy, Emmy is who she fell in love with, and their nights together are equally as satisfying. She could say that, she thinks, but Emily already knows. She knows by the way Penelope snuggles closer into her chest and by the way their hands intertwine perfectly. She knows by Penelope’s eyes--they’re always lovesick--and by her smile.

Penelope closes her eyes, letting one hand hold Emily’s and the other rest on Emily’s chest. They lay there for a moment, just enjoying each other’s company. Emily is nearly asleep when Penelope shoots upright, wide awake.

“Oh my god, Em, I forgot to get you off.”