Emma being sweet and gentle (in contrast to her usual exterior)
Just with you
Before you read, please be warned that I'm writing based on my impressions of them not only in the game (though it's the biggest inspiration), but some of them with the movies/shows in mind too.
Mixed 2 requests together because they were basically the same. Very sorry it's quite short, I haven't written anything in a hot minute.
Emma Frost x Reader
Summary: In public she's known to be a blunt, cold person. But in private? She's nothing but a sweetheart.
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To many she was nothing but a straight person, always telling the truth as it was and being tough even when the situations called for it. This was her doing, though not really an act- Emma was in fact a very blunt person naturally, though perhaps she put her attitude up a notch for the people.
But not with you, or rather, not when you were alone together.
The quiet atmosphere of the office would've sent a shiver down anyone else's spine, but it was comforting to the two of you. Emma sat in her chair behind the desk, looking through paperwork for Krakoa, revising speeches and looking through suggestions made by the people and other influential people, the usual for her. Meanwhile you say beside her, head leaning on her non-dominant arm, eyes resting and listening to the fireplace across the room crackle occasionally.
No one would've guessed Emma Frost could live in such a peaceful atmosphere, if only they knew.
“My dear, wouldn't you much rather go lay down?” She always brought up this topic when you two sat like this. And your reply was always the same “I'd rather be here with you”. All she would do after was smile and lean over to kiss your head, if she was feeling extra nice she would give a few more kisses before turning back to her paper.
It was easy to skip your arm around hers, using it to your advantage by pulling yourself closer to her and leaning more of yourself on her. She wouldn't say but you were about the only person she would allow to be so close to, often enjoying her personal space alone, it was suffocating otherwise- but never with you.
“You're just the biggest cuddle bug I've ever seen” she mutters to herself, pausing from her work to turn to you. “If you insist on staying with me, at least allow myself to make you comfortable” and before you could respond she was picking you up. No matter how big you could ever be, she was somehow always stronger, setting you down on her lap and using her non-dominant arm you were once laying in to hold you close. And then she went back to the work in front of her, not even glancing at your slightly shocked face.
“Be a dear and rest, we'll be here awhile if you insist on staying.” She whispers in your ear, still looking at the paper she was writing on.
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ft : ran haitani ⸝⸝ rindou haitani ⸝⸝ mikey sano ⸝⸝ emma sano
content : attempting to rage bait your lover via text ,, texting smau ,, swearing ,, comedy ,, no pronouns used for reader though the nicknames may be annoying ,, established relationship for all ,, may be ooc .
n/ns mentioned : sweetcheeks, babs, baby, doll, love, reader is also called sexy in Rindous.
ARLA YAP : idk if i like this or not Rindou feels extremely out of character but i only realised once i finished it up, HOWEVER pushing this aside i am nearly at 100 followers thank you so much guys🥹
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emma nolan x reader
wc. 1.5k
warnings/tags - MDNI!!! 'we're just friends' situation with emma, fluff(?), mention of a controlling boyfriend, smut (cunnilingus), tiny bit of comphet emma,
notes : i love her sm (this has been in my drafts since march 14 so why not post it now)
you saw her at a cafe. you were with another friend, out getting matcha, and you kept eyeing her, leering at her.
in your defense, it was hard not to. she was wearing a tight, blue top that had bunnies on it. a small, white cardigan was over that. she paired it with the cutest pair of blue jeans you have ever seen and some black converse. it fit the springtime perfectly.
your friend convinced you to approach her, get to know her. you complied, deciding to go up and talk to her.
she smelt like flowers. her smile reminded you of honey and lily flowers. looking into her chocolate brown eyes felt like indulging into your favorite sweet. she had freckles you could only see when sitting across from her. her light brown cheeks were slightly dusted with a pinkish color.
you couldn't remember if you've ever seen a girl as beautiful as her.
and when she told you her name, you knew you'd never forget it.
"i'm emma nolan, what's your name?"
you told her name, "it's nice to meet you."
from there you got her number and that was the start of your 'friendship' with emma nolan.
and you two really were just friends, she swore. even if you held hands in public and cuddled in her bed at night, those were just things that friends did. taking showers together, occasionally humping one another, making out whenever a situationship of hers failed.
all of this was okay because like she swore up and down, that's just what friends did. although, you couldn't remember the last time you ever did anything of those things with your previous female friends. you just smiled at her like she was the cutest thing you've ever seen and let her carry on with her deluded mindset.
sure you were just friends, that's why all of the small intimate moments came to a halt when she got a new boyfriend.
"y'know, i don't really think we should be showering together anymore. i don't think he'd like it.. if we did that." emma's voice trembled slightly as she delivered the news. you knew she wasn't nervous because of you.
"i thought that was something people who were 'just' friends did though," your teasing smile and sly facial expression had emma stuttering over her next words.
"i'm just saying," she said your name, "i don't think he'd be happy with it."
"i'm just messing with you emma, we don't have to do things like that anymore." you reassured her. seeing her sigh a breath of relief made you feel at peace too. even if you were going to miss seeing her naked for three months.
you'd miss the way you'd put your leg in between hers and she'd start grinding on you. hearing her little mewls. and you'd definitely miss the way you'd come up behind her while she was cooking something in her kitchen apartment, slowly grinding up behind her and hearing her breath hitch.
yeah, you'd miss emma.
at least just being intimate with her.
and you weren't sure if she had her sexuality figured out yet, not that she needed to. but it sure was confusing to you to see her only date men while you two were 'just' friends. she told you that she had a history of dating women, aka just one girl in high school. not that she needed to prove anything to you, but it made you wonder if she was happy with who she was. and if she wasn't, you'd want to do anything in your power to help her feel comfortable in her own skin.
and just like clockwork, three months later, emma nolan was texting you at 11pm at night. asking you to bring snacks and drinks back to her place.
you and emma still hung out while she was with her- now ex- boyfriend, obviously not in the same way as before him though. and you never met after 9pm because that time was reserved for him. so when you received that text at 11:23pm, you knew what to prepare yourself for.
she was wearing a big, off-the-shoulder t-shirt with short, tight athletic shorts under. with white, fuzzy calf socks to match.
you sat on the floor of her cozy, slightly cluttered bedroom. her rug being one of the softest things you've ever sat on. the warm mood lighting made you more comfortable than you had been at your home.
"and he was just so controlling it was unbelieveable! you know that pair of shorts that i have, the mini ones i got from hollister? he said he didn't want to be seen with me wearing them and i got so upset about it and he said i was bitching about it!" emma's angry face was one you loved from the moment you saw her get mad at an old man for cutting you off in the grocery store line once.
she was pretty shy, up until getting her nursing job, and that gave her a newfound confidence. one you liked seeing on her. seeing her happy, being able to live in her own skin without feeling bad about it puts a smile on your face that you didn't even know was there half the time.
"yeah he sounds like a dick, y'know i really like that pair of shorts too, they make your ass look good," you chewed on one of the snacks you bought as you causally complimented her.
she smiled bashfully, "thank you," she said your name. "i knew i could always count on you."
"now it's just having to get over this guy, that's the issue, because even though he was a jerk i still liked him. i cried when i broke up with him yknow. and oh my god i still have to break it off with this other guy i started talking to two weeks ago after i broke up with this one. he's really cute but i'm just not ready for another relationship yet," emma paused, "at least with a boy." her brown eyes avoided contact with yours, her lips in a slight frown. her look of uncertainty made your stomach twist.
but you persisted anyway.
you smiled at her, "i think i can help you with getting over him."
"really? how so?"
-
her question led to her legs sitting on your shoulders as you devoured her cunt.
"oh- oh my god!" emma breathlessly moaned as you sucked her clit. her body was covered with a light layer of sweat.
"just take deep breaths," you told her before you put your mouth back on her, dragging your tongue from the bottom of her slit to circling your tongue around her clit.
"please-" she called out.
"please what?"
"don't stop," her hand found your hair, tugging on it. you groaned from the stinging sensation but it felt good regardless.
it felt good to be making her feel good. you removed your mouth from sucking on her clit to now flicking your tongue on it.
emma was so wet at this point, from herself and you spitting on her clit numerous times. you enjoyed the feeling of her clit up against her tongue, her natural taste was one you'd remember from quite some time. the sound of you smacking against her pussy filled the room.
emma mewled before moaning out a sentence, "you feel so good." her back was starting to arch off of her mattress, you smiled as you went back to sucking her clit. proud of yourself for being able to make her feel this way.
you were starting to find it difficult to breathe though, from your mouth being latched onto her pussy for a majority of the time and her legs were now starting to squeeze your head.
but the lightheadedness and the euphoria from hearing her moan was driving you insane.
"fuck! i'm so close-" emma choked out, she brought her free hand to her breast and started to play with it.
you laughed lightly while still sucking on her, "come for me pretty girl," you said breathlessly.
emma's legs shook around your head as she let out a cry, gripping your hair tighter than she was before.
"oh my god," she let out heavily, her chest heaving up and down as she came down from her high.
you removed her legs from your shoulders, moving up the bed to lay right next to her.
you wrapped your arms around her, and she complied. snuggling into you.
"are we.. are we still just friends? you asked, looking over to her with a hopeful expression on your face. your vulnerability touched her.
emma put her hand on your cheek, "i don't think so." her honey smile warmed your heart.
and as the two of you talked until you fell asleep, emma held you close. and she would for a very long time.
flirting with the fullscore trio (and just general affection headcanons)
꒰ྀི১ emma ໒꒱ིྀ
˚⟡˖ ࣪ emma’s form of flirting is through shitty, corny pick-up lines, or just general physical intimacy
˚⟡˖ ࣪ y’know the typical “did it hurt when you fell from heaven?” or “if you were a vegetable, you’d be a cute-cumber!” lines
˚⟡˖ ࣪ it’s to make you laugh, she loves seeing you smile because of her dumb pick-up lines
˚⟡˖ ࣪ she’s very physically affectionate, so be aware that she will be cupping your cheeks, holding your hands and getting in real close
˚⟡˖ ࣪ probably the best at flirting of the three (which isn’t saying much considering her “competition”), and yet she’s somehow also the most dense when you attempt to flirt back (some pick up lines are so nonsensical to her that you’ve had to explain them)
.𐙚 ̊ norman ⋆.𐙚 ̊
⋆˚࿔ norman’s form of flirting is just generally giving you compliments and reassurances
⋆˚࿔ his way of flirting is through giving the sweetest compliments that make you want to squeal and tell him to stop but you also want him to keep going
⋆˚࿔ when you flirt back, it either makes him smile his usual smile or it genuinely catches him off guard and gets him all shy.
⋆˚࿔ norman, months, even YEARS into your relationship, still asks if he can hold your hand and kiss you simply because he’s a gentleman
⋆˚࿔ if norman isn’t the definition of a handsome, caring prince towards you, i don’t know what is.
⋆˚࿔ the type of pick up lines he would use are “are you a magician? because when I look at you, everyone else disappears”, or “guess what i’m wearing, the smile you gave me!”
⋆˚✿˖° ray ⋆˚✿˖°
ꕤ。˚⋆ ray’s version of flirting can range from subtle shows of affection such as leaving little encouraging notes for you to a nonsexual seduction?
ꕤ。˚⋆ to him, his way of flirting is showing general care and affection for you
ꕤ。˚⋆ though on occasion, he’ll whisper something to you that always makes you feel all fuzzy and warm, to where if most people heard what sweet nothings he’d tell you, they’d think ray had been replaced
ꕤ。˚⋆ flirting with ray will result in him looking away, throwing some snarky remark at you and scoffing as if he’s tired of it, but really, that pretty, ruby red blush on his cheeks says everything you need to know
ꕤ。˚⋆ for as stoic as he can come off as, he does try his best to let you know that yes, he does still love you, even if he’s not the best at verbalizing it
ꕤ。˚⋆ he also refuses to use pick up lines because he thinks they’re almost always stupid
(I surprisingly struggled a lot with these god help me?)
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You sit with your ordered drink, the quiet chatter and serene atmosphere of the café already calming your wound-up nervous system. It had been a long day at you job at the local florist’s and it was only lunch. Order after order of bouquets, sympathy arrangements, and walk-ins had your head spinning, thoughts all over the place even now as you wait for your fiancée.
A blender whirs in the background as the entrance bell chimes, and that familiar gait click click clicks it’s way over to you.
Emma stops beside your booth dipped in white like always, wearing an off the shoulder long sleeve top with long flowy pants. Her lips were smiling, but her gaze was obviously critical of the seating. She leans down despite it, planting a kiss on your temple.
“Hello darling. Have you eaten already? I hope not, I’m on time today.”
You shake your head, pressing down your smirk as you watch her blue eyes go from you to the seating once again.
“No, just got a drink.’ You pause, tilting your head. ‘Do you wanna sit somewhere else?”
Her brow twitches. “No…”
You finally laugh, pulling out a small pack of wet wipes from your purse, and wipe the spot beside you. Her lips purse as she gives you a flat look.
“You just love to see me squirm.”
You dry the space and pat beside you.
“Just a little.”
She settles next to you, looking over your weary features.
“Tell me about your day.” Her manicured hand settles on your thigh, rubbing up and down in a soothing pattern.
You sigh, taking another sip of your drink.
“The owner of the store is there today. She’s been on my ass about production speed which would totally be fine if she didn’t cut my hours… which is essentially my practice time. I don’t understand that lady.” You mumble, rolling your eyes.
Emma hums a sound of acknowledgment. Pulling her phone from her pocket, and typing something. “You know how I feel about your hours darling. Having two jobs won’t ever be kind to you, with or without hours.”
“Yeah, well I’ve got goals to reach and money to make, babe.” You say flatly.
The two of you have had this conversation more than once, enough to consider it an argument.
She utterly doesn’t understand why you’d have a job let alone two when you’re engaged to her. You don’t understand why you’d stop working when still you’re able to, and flat out don’t want to solely rely on one person, rich wife of not.
She feels like it’s a slight on her and her ability to provide. You feel like it’s disrespectful towards you and all you’ve carried yourself through.
The two of you fall quiet for a moment before she sets her phone down with a slight clatter. “Our lunch will be here any moment.”
You blink.
“We’re not eating here?”
“…well we can if you’d like, I just ordered your favorite from that greasy chicken place.”
“No, no we can’t eat that. Let’s wait for it and move to the park or something to eat.”
She nods, still seeming to have something on her mind, but leaves it be. The food arrives, and you decide to take her car and sit at the top of an empty car parking lot, eating on pink food trays you’d bought recently. You look to her, her pretty face content as she chews.
“Tell me about your day baby.”
She washes down her bite of food.
“Two board meetings this morning, both for the next quarter. There are quite a few ideas they wanted me to vet, but I sent them all back to the drawing board. People keep presenting me with things we already do. Why would I green light that? They’re testing my patience my love.”
If you do, can I request the tpn trio (separately) reacting to reader asking "hey, what would you do if I got adopted?"
Reader doesn't know the reality behind the orphanage, and you can decide whether reader asks before or after Norman and Emma find out.
Tysm and take care!!
Hehehehheheheh you heard right :), let’s sayyyyyyy that y/n asks after Norman and Emma found out(bc writing convenience)👍👍
Full score trio with a reader who doesnt know about the secret asks them “tf would u do if I get adopted?”
EMMA:
It was when the both of you were in the midst of making breakfast for everyone in the orphanage.
Emma’s vibe had been a bit off to you since the night of Connie’s adoption, which was normal at first. Connie wouldn’t come back, she’s with her new family. Maybe she’d send letters but who’s to tell?
At least, that’s what you thought.
Emma had practically begged Norman and Ray not to tell you about the secret of the house, she insisted that “you couldn’t handle the truth” and that “Mama could tell easily that all 4 of the full scorers had caught on to the truth.”
They both hesitantly agreed to Emma’s whining.
It was true, what Emma said. You really wouldn’t be able to grasp let alone pretend that everything was fine if they told you that everyone was cattle, and that they’d all turn into another number of meat provided to demons.
Which is Emma had dropped the stack of plates she was carrying when you had just ask a simple question.
“What would you do if I got adopted?”
The plates had all fallen onto the ground right after you asked that question, and to your great surprise.
And despite your body rushing to the broken pieces of glass that had scattered across the ground, Emma herself did not move.
She did not say anything.
She did not cry, or pout, or yell.
She just stood. Right in her spot.
Thinking.
What would she do? It was a good question, even if you hadn’t meant it as a deeper meaning. She’d cry, she knew that. And she tried to get the escape moved up before your shipment. She also knew that.
But she couldn’t just say it, you’d be confused.
“I’d cry. And I wouldn’t move on from your…adoption until I knew that you’d be okay.”
That’s all she said, quietly, and with much thought put into it. She couldn’t be too sad, you’d suspect something.
So with a bright smile she bent down and took your hand that was about to reach a piece of glass and pulled you to a stand position.
“I’ll clean this up! Go tell Mama that there’s a mess and we’ll handle it from there!”
NORMAN:
During a test to see if you were the traitor, like in Emma’s, she insisted for him and Ray not to tell you.
And despite Norman eventually agreeing to her request, he knew it wasn’t the right thing to do.
You should know, you deserve to know the truth. Of where Connie was now, of where all your prior siblings are now.
And yet he rejected what his heart desired to tell you.
The only reason the test for your innocence in the matter is taking place is due to Ray persistence of how “we’d be sure y/n is safe to not tell”, but reality was the obvious once he himself was proven guilty later on.
Once the trap was laid for you(help I cannot physically understand wth norman’s trap was, and also wth to say about YOUR trap), Norman had decided that he’d be there with you.
He didn’t know why though, it was just an instinct.
However, while you were walking right into his trick, you said something.
“Norman?”
“Hm?”
“What would you do if I got adopted?”
Oh.
Oh he didn’t think about that question at all.
As soon as you finished the word adopted he whipped his head in your direction.
Tbh kinda made him slightly suspicious of you being the traitor-
He’d ask you question after question after question,
“Why would you ask that?”
“Why’d you think that would happen?”
“Do you want to be adopted?”
Poor boy’s just concern :(
He loves u too much to even register the thought of your shipment :)
But after you hastily answer his questions he’d relax a bit.
“You won’t get adopted, I know you won’t.”
RAY:
When you both were studying in the library.
He knew the truth the whole time, so seeing you behave so normally after Emma and Norman found out left a pang of guilt in his heart, but at the same time, relief.
Since you didn’t know, you don’t have to feel pain, you don’t have to pretend, and you don’t have to cry.
Do you deserve to know?
He didn’t think so.
You don’t deserve to know the sorrow that had sprouted all throughout this so called home.
Perhaps he was too deep in thought that he couldn’t feel you shaking his arm and calling his name, but once he did look at you it almost just looked like a glance of pity.
“Ray!”
“What?”
“Answer my question!”
“What was it? I wasn’t listening.”
“I can tell. It was, what’d you do if I got adopted?”
I kind of love the idea of plza characters with a single parent Mc. Made to be more platonic with Team Mz.
Like Urbain/Taunie stops you partly for the promo video they wanted to film but also because you dropped something without noticing and he couldn’t not help you out.
Naveen and Lida who turn into big siblings. Lida is great at wearing them out so they sleep soundly. Naveen ends up adoring having a little model that just loved wearing whatever he makes them. He might even learn a few plushie patterns for them.
Az and Floette love them dearly, they bring a rare energy to the hotel and he’s happy to babysit for a short bit if you need to run errands, deal with a rouge mega or go do a promotion match.
Grisham and Griselle start recognizing you from both your regular visits but also your little ones enthusiastic good mornings and excitement for their own treat whenever you bring them with you. Neither would admit it at the start but seeing you with them warms them both greatly and maybe makes them both think about trying to get on your kid’s good side once interest starts growing.
Vinnie who’s rather fond of your child from the start. And eventually ends up telling you about his own daughter, recommending child care and schools depending on the child’s age. Eventually a few play dates, maybe a few actual dates between you two after some time.
Emma adores your little one and so does Mimi and vise versa! How could they not, you little one thinks Emma is just the coolest being a detective and all! And Mimi is just adorable. Maybe a bit too cute, you keep getting pleaded with for their own espurr after each visit. Emma might be feeding into it. If they can’t get enough of Mimi and want to visit her and her buddy more it means she gets to see you more often. A win-win situation!
I might write the others eventually if people want me to. Like Ivor, Gwynn and Lebanne. But for now this will do. I won’t be tagging the team Mz members as Xreader.