#emma hall

[betchiwilleatyou]

save me tall woman who is just a little bit mean

#ted lasso #rebecca welton #brienne the blue #brienne of tarth #asoiaf #game of thrones #american horror story #emma hall #ellen ripley #alien

[dreamypqulson]

my mouth dropped open so wide so fast

#wlw #american horror story #lily rabe #ahs #lesbian #nora montgomery #misty day #sister mary eunice #shelby miller #doris gardner #lavinia richter #emma hall #sylvia steineitz #rachel stevens #ahs coven #ahs apocolaypse #ahs murder house #karen miller

[dancingisdangerouss]

All right all right, here we go, we’re starting on Tell Me Your Secrets. This is a good start, I already get to use this fucking image again:

To clear up space, once I’m done being annoying with the commentary I’ll delete the previous reblogs

#tell me your secrets #Amazon prime #penny for your thots #hamish linklater #John Tyler #lily rabe #Emma hall

[ashley-slashley]

what if instead emma kept seeing the hat man

#the shitposter watches #tell me your secrets #emma hall #hat man

[braidlottie]

request your favorite fics that you would like me to put on ao3 bc i’m gonna archive all of my posts soon :)

#emma hall #emma hall x reader #lily rabe #lily rabe x reader #sylvia steineitz #doris gardner #rachel stevens #shelby miller #sister mary eunice #tell me your secrets #catboyemma’s headcanons #the undoing #emma hall fluff #sub!emma #sylvia steineitz x reader #emma hall smut #sister mary eunice x reader #ahs asylum #ahs smut

[genderfcker]

alyse, reading: hmm. queercoding. 

emma, working on her programming: well. trying to.

#alyse sefo #emma hall #cm #cmu #cute mutants #cute mutants universe #incorrect quotes

[jannickej]

Religion och samhällsförändring. Aktuella perspektiv i religionsvetenskaplig forskning Dennis Augustsson, Charlotta Carlström, Emma Hall och Bodil Liljefors Persson (red.) Liber

#Religion och samhällsförändring #Dennis Augustsson #Charlotta Carlström #Emma Hall #Bodil Liljefors Persson #Liber #redaktör #språkgranskning

[vvalliu]

#Disney #disney princess #disney live action #the little mermaid live action #the little mermaid #Cinderella #mulan #Aladdin #beauty and the beast #the sleeping beauty #maleficent #halle bailey #elle fanning #emma watson #lily collins #my gifs #gifs made by me

[yeahthatsinteresting]

#disney princess #disney princesses #beauty and the beast #emma watson #the little mermaid #ariel #halle bailey #cinderella #lily james #mulan #liu yifei #aladdin #naomi scott #jasmine #sleeping beauty #elle fanning #mulan 2020 #aladdin 2019 #beauty and the beast 2017 #live action #live actions #maleficent 2014 #maleficent #the little mermaid 2023 #cinderella 2025 #edit #gifs #gifset #movies #disney

[invisible-pink-toast]

love it when someone's premiere look is inspired by their character/movie

#zendaya halle and margot are only on here once per movie but they were killing it with every look for spiderman / little mermaid / barbie #halle bailey #zendaya #margot robbie #jenna ortega #zoe kravitz #anna taylor joy #saorise ronan #carrie anne moss #emma watson #my post

[betchiwilleatyou]

i'm sick in the head

#emma hall please i'll treat you so well my love #lily rabe #emma hall #tell me your secrets #ahs #downtown owl

[dreamypqulson]

— hold me into the new dawn

requested by anon: Would you be able to write something sad/hurt/comfort with Doris Gardner?

summary: after surviving provincetown, you are left with the night terror’s that comes with it, luckily you have doris to bring you back to safety.

pairing: doris gardner x female reader

word count: 1300

a/n: pretend harry isn’t in this gif🥴

It was the trembling bed that woke Doris up. Whimpers echoed against the silent four walls but the sound was loudest beside her. She heard her name being called somewhere between the cries and pleads but she could not pin point the rest.

Her eyes fully adjusted to the darkened room. She leaned up onto her elbows, and to the moonlight seeping through the curtains, it illuminated your distressed body.

Your movements only got stronger, harsher, the longer it went on. Doris’s chest was overwhelmed and riddled with anxiety. When you loudly whimpered out her name once more, your body greatly shook and she decided that she could not leave you like this.

“Y/n!” She said but her voice did not pass a mere whisper. She lightly shook you but to no avail. “Y/n, honey!” Her voice grew louder, the hands shaking your body becoming far more hastier.

The torture had finally ended, but she wasn’t sure that it was from her own doing. You shot up in bed, chest heaving and face beat red from the fight you’ve put up without even being conscious.

Your eyes frantically searched the room, looking for Doris everywhere except for the once place you typically knew she would be. Finally, you looked beside you, emotion crashed over you face when you saw the pure concern on her own.

“D— Doris,” you sobbed, and your face completely crumbled into your hands. She immediately took action, wrapping her arms around your body, so fragile in the moment. “I— I thought you died!”

You fell back into her embrace. Her sweet scent of vanilla filled you up. You could feel Doris’s stomach rise and fall as she took each breath but you just refused to believe that the woman’s pulse was still pulsing and that her lungs were still inflating, deflating, with air. The night terror had been so real that you hardly believe that your girlfriend holding you is truly there.

“It was just a bad dream, sweetie,” she whispered in your ear. The blonde woman brushed her fingers through your hair to calm you, gently untangling the knots that your erratic movements had caused. “I’m here. I’m right here with you. It’s over now.”

Doris softly shushed you, whispering the sweetest of nothings in your ear. It hadn’t been the first time this had occurred, but certainly the most terrifying. Ever since you and Doris had moved back home after Provincetown, you had awful night terrors. What you and Doris had went through and saw had scarred you.

You nuzzled your head into Doris’s neck, attempting to protect yourself from the outside. She let her hands drop to your back, sneaking under your shirt to lightly scratch the skin there. She could feel your rapid breaths from beneath her finger tips. It concerned her. “Breathe, honey. Deep breaths, in and out. You’re safe now.”

You picked up a piece of her long, silky hair, twirling it between your fingers to distract yourself while you follow her instructions.

She pulls you back and cups your cheeks with her cold hands, staring into your eyes with a gentle smile and scrunched nose. It’s nearly impossible to not smile back when she gives you that face, she knows it too. You advert your eyes elsewhere to avoid your own blush.

She places her forehead against yours; it causes you to look back at her. Her skin against yours somewhat grounds you. “Ready? Breathe in four.”

You comply, breathing in for four beats with your girlfriend.

“Hold four.” Doris taps her thumb four times on your cheek to counts along with the seconds.

“And out eight.”

You finally release a long breath. Doris keeps her forehead firmly against yours and you keep your eyes down in shame. You woke her up in the middle of the night for this. You felt horrible.

“Tea and some fresh air?” Doris says, rather than asks. She knows you need to breathe your own air. To have something other than this stuffy room to relax and calm you.

The walk downstairs was all too quick. For the majority of it, you kept your eyes shut and head down on Doris’s chest. You were still shaken up, frightened that the pale men would grab you from her reach.

Doris stops when you walk by the kitchen. "I'm gonna make you some tea, sweetheart. Go head out to the front porch."

You whine and grips Doris’s arm even tighter. You feel like a child but you simply do not want to be alone right now. She sighs but completely understands. “Alright. Come on,”

Doris brings you into the kitchen with her. She turns on the light and the brightness has you both squinting at such a late hour. The house is silent besides the tea pouring into the ceramic mug. Your girlfriend listens to your breathing to make sure you’re steady. You listen to Doris’s breathing to make sure that it was truly just a nightmare and she is, in fact, alive and well.

Doris then, with a steamy mug in one hand and your shaky hand in the other, walks out onto the porch. It's foggy out and there's no cars on the road. It feels like a fever dream that neither of you want to wake up from.

You both sit down on two chairs that are right beside the door. She hands you your tea, although worried that you’ll spill it with shaky hands.

You don’t spill it. You don’t drink it either. You simply stare into the mug as if there was a film playing on it. You stare so intently like it's the most interesting thing.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" Doris suddenly asks, and for a moment, the silent streets make her sound so loud. Like the entire world can hear. But it’s only the two of you. It has only ever been the two of you.

Your lip trembles and you refuse to look up. A tear drop falls into your tea instead. You want to place the mug down and lunge herself into Doris, but you can't. You’re stuck.

“I— I don’t know. I’m just so scared, I almost lost you back in that hell town. I don’t want that to ever happen again. Doris, I need you in my life. I— I—,” you begin to uncontrollably sob again, so much that you lose your train of thought.

Doris shushes you and she places your mug down on the small table for you too.

"I'll never leave you," She grabs both of your hands, holding them in hers. "Never. Do you hear me, honey? They’re gone. It’s over. And now i’ll be here for the rest of our life. I promise.”

You finally crumble. Doris catches you and she lightly tugs you onto her on her lap. "All that matters..." She puts your hand onto her own chest. "Is this." She guides your fingers along her beating heart. You subconsciously traces a heart onto the soft flesh.

"And this" Doris taps her own free fingers against

your chest. She can feel your heart finally beating slower, at a less concerning rate than it was just a few minutes ago. "And they're both still beating. They'll still be beating for years and years from now, alright?"

You nodded, and then put your ear against Doris’s chest. You contently listened to the thumping sound. The pattern never once faltering. You would listen to it over and over until it put you to sleep just like a lullaby would for a child.

Doris sat there, awake, holding you protectively incase of another scare. But she was certain that wouldn't happen again, because your subconscious could hear the beating of her heart against your ear. This time, she is real, she is alive, she is here with you.

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[wikitpowers]

all i think about when i see this pic is the fact that there is almost no way ty hasn’t seen it and what that means

i’m just convinced that he has this photo printed and with him at all times bc he thinks kit looks so so so gorgeous here (and he is absolutely, 100% correct)

#like LOOK AT THIS MAN #LOOK AT HOW BLUE HIS EYES ARE #AND THE WAY THEY GO WITH HIS JACKET #AND THE HAIR *swoons* #tbh everybody looks amazing in this art like LOOK AT EMMA. #MY GODDESS #ty blackthorn #kit herondale #kit x ty #kitty #secrets of blackthorn hall #the dark artifices #the wicked powers #sobh #tda #twp #tsc

[ashley-slashley]

OH NO

#the shitposter watches #tell me your secrets #emma hall

[braidlottie]

look at that stupid little waist

#need him #need him so bad #in my bed rn #emma hall #tell me your secrets

[genderfcker]

Whumptober 2022, Day 2: Confrontation

You can read this fic on AO3 here!

amnesia is the loss of memories

Emma confronts Dylan about the decision to send the newly formed Weapon UwU to kill Heart of Flower, which goes interestingly considering that Dylan got Ray to make them forget about it.

"How could you?" Emma said. 

Dylan, who remembered their last conversation on Emma being over what the best kind of coffee was, blinked. "How could I what?"

Emma just looked at them with the most betrayed expression Dylan had ever seen her give. 

Something tells me this isn't about the coffee, Dylan thought. 

"I really don't know what you're talking about," Dylan said. They raised their hands in surrender, but the response just made the fury all the more present in her voice. 

"It was supposed to be my choice," Emma said. There were little teardrops in the corner of her eyes. Normally Dylan would want to comfort any one of their friends—especially Emma—when they saw said friend so close to tears, but Dylan just stood there awkwardly instead. 

They lowered their hands down. There was something they were missing. Something that should have been obvious to them, but Dylan couldn't figure out what that something was. When they thought back to the days before this moment, everything seemed mostly normal. 

(Or as normal as being a mutant could ever be.)

And yet…

When Dylan really thought about it, there were a few little gaps here and there. Gaps that, when combined with their disagreements with Emma over what they should do with Heart of Flower, and combined with the knowledge they made a special ops team without telling Emma, were making it suspiciously seem like they might have told Weapon UwU to kill Emma's dad. 

But that would be a major breach of trust. It would have meant going behind Emma's back and asking Ray to remove any memories that could make Emma call Dylan out sooner.

Was that something Past Dylan would really do?

Dylan mulled it over for a moment, and then decided that, yeah, Past Dylan would absolutely do that, and make things even worse by deciding Future Dylan could handle when things all imploded. Because there really was no way to keep things hidden from Emma for all that long. 

Something on Dylan's face must have given away their thoughts. Emma's own expression shifted. There was still hurt there, but there was a grim sort of acceptance. Almost like Emma had guessed Dylan would go behind her back to do something like this. 

“You remember now?” Emma asked. 

“Not entirely,” Dylan said, more carefully than they probably normally would have. Dylan had a feeling it was because they couldn’t actually remember what had happened. 

“Ray told me,” Emma said. “When they heard me asking where Lou was. They wanted to talk, first, but I wanted to talk to you before I talked to them.”

Was Ray telling Emma part of the plan? Dylan couldn’t remember. They probably should have asked Ray to tell them, too, after Weapon UwU was long gone on their mission. They’d have to talk to Ray about that later. 

“You wanted a confrontation,” Dylan decided.

Emma deflated a little at that. “I wanted an apology.”

Dylan almost caved and gave one then, but then they thought back to everything Heart of Flower had done. They had betrayed the mutants that had relied on them. They had hidden Emma’s mother’s past from her, and made her a shell of who she had once been. They had manipulated both humans and mutants like they were just pawns in a chess game, and Dylan was sure as all hell that Heart would have found a way out of that other reality they had been thrown into. 

“I’m not going to give one,” Dylan said. They straightened. “I know I made the right call.” 

Dylan didn’t remember what had led to them making that decision. They remembered talking with the others about their reluctance to let Heart live, and were very sure they had asked Dani to discuss something that they no longer could remember. Chances were that they hadn’t been the only one to make the decision.

But if Emma was going to get mad at them for killing her parent, Dylan would soften the blow for the others by taking the brunt of it.

Emma stared at Dylan. Fire, much like Katie’s, burned in her eyes. She didn’t say anything. That somehow made it worse.

“Heart tricked all of us,” Dylan said. “They didn’t even tell you that you were their daughter.” 

“We’ve all made mistakes,” Emma said, but her voice was hesitant. Quiet. Dylan wondered how many times she had debated letting Heart live in her head. 

“They killed some of us, Emma,” Dylan said. They were raising their voice now. Not quite shouting range, but just scrapping the edges of it. “I’m not going to-Fuck. Emma, I can’t let more people die!” 

Now Dylan was shouting. They were tired of walking on eggshells. They were tired of losing people, and tired of always being so scared of losing even more. If killing Heart meant making all of their lives a little safer, Dylan would gladly do it a hundred times over—even if it meant having this same confrontation with Emma play out for an eternity.

Emma looked at them long and hard. 

And then she bridged the little gap between them, wrapping her arms around Dylan. Dylan froze in her grip. This wasn’t how this conversation was supposed to go. Emma was supposed to be pissed at them. Dylan wasn’t supposed to be the only one shouting. 

“I’m not going to let us lose anyone else,” Emma promised. 

“I should be the one giving the hug,” Dylan said. They awkwardly returned the embrace. “I gave the order to kill your parent.” 

“Dani did, too,” Emma said. Dylan sputtered a noise of protest. “I was going to talk to her next, but I think it might be better if both of us go to see Ray now.”

“I don’t need to see Ray.”

Emma pulled back from the hug. “Well, I need to see Ray, and you’re coming with me. As emotional support.”

The phrase made Dylan’s chest ache, but they didn’t fight against Bianca’s ghost settling in their chest. They looked at Emma again, then gave a reluctant nod.

“Fine,” they said. “Let’s go see Ray.” 

#emma hall #dylan taylor #cute mutants #cm #cute mutants universe #cmu #fanfiction #whumptober #whumptober2022 #mage's fics