* i was an angel

" Not having a happy ending is painful enough, but giving someone unrealistic hope is far worse. Because more often than not, you are going to be the one left behind, forced to pick up the pieces of another let down. "* independent &' private emma swan...

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HIATUS NOTICE ;

hi guys. i know i just returned and all, but i am not really at 100% health wise, and once i am – i am expecting increased hours at work to make up for the past two weeks. because of this, i am going on a ( semi ) hiatus. my emma muse is always low when im sick, so i will be sticking to my two main blogs ( @achromplexity ) and ( @resentmentdriven  ) until i feel better. when i can, and/or i feel up for it, i will pop in here to do things. i am so sorry you guys, i love you all. <3 

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HIATUS NOTICE ;

hi guys. i know i just returned and all, but i am not really at 100% health wise, and once i am -- i am expecting increased hours at work to make up for the past two weeks. because of this, i am going on a ( semi ) hiatus. my emma muse is always low when im sick, so i will be sticking to my two main blogs ( @achromplexity ) and ( @resentmentdriven  ) until i feel better. when i can, and/or i feel up for it, i will pop in here to do things. i am so sorry you guys, i love you all. <3 

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im so sorry i havent been on here, seriously. after my hospital visit, i have been so drained and not really up for roleplaying. on top of that, im trying to catch up on some school work -- and failing miserably. i have a research paper due thursday that i havent even started past a few sentences because my meds make me feel so sick and air headed. as soon as i feel up for it, though, ill be back here, i swear!

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druiidae:

                     ❛ ——— what I want might be a bit more complicated. But I suppose                        you’ll get your fair share out of it. Now do I get some of your time? ❜

                      The fact of the matter was: she did not care. If it was not a direct order from Joker, she wasn’t quite willing to put her neck on the line. But still.... “ I suppose I can humor you. “

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sorry I haven't been on, guys. ive been in the hospital and I just got home.

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camelotdestined:

❛ I suppose only TIME will tell. But I am hoping   to be home in Camelot soon. ❜

                     “ We’ll get you there; I promise. We’re pretty well known for not giving up and finding a way. You’ll see. “ 

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pseudonyim:

        ❝   what the actual fresh hell is this?   ❞   she hasn’t even had time to set her backpack down when she sees some blonde bitch riffling through her things. how much nerve can one bimbo have? she shuts the door with a ferocious slam, throws her bag across the room, and stalks up to the woman like a snake slithers up to its prey. because that’s just it —— she’s hardly angry at the strange; she’s simply territorial.    ❝   you have ten words to tell me what the fuck you’re doing here before you get thrown out that window.   go.   ❞

                  Her arms remained suspended in the air, her throat constricting as she gave a strained swallow. There was always that sense of guilt whenever she hit a house, a sense of panic at the thought of being caught -- and rightfully so. “ I can explain -- “ Something about this girl screamed dangerous and she knew she should be booking it for the door. “ I needed food. Some clothes. That’s all. “ She had no intentions of bringing harm or ill intentions. 

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booksandbravcry:

                    FOOLISH NOTIONS. The words, spoken with the chill of darkness Belle was well acquainted with. Pity glutted in her abdomen; furling and unfurling, twisting and knotting until the weight felt too much to bare alone. The Dark One was more than a title, and the evidence of that was staring her coldly in the face, and not for the first time. The image summoned painful memories, born of trauma and sacrifice, some she still struggled to erase from her mind. 

               ❝ You don’t mean that, Emma; I know you don’t. We know YOU. You know there is always hope.❞

                         There was this violent twist in her guy at that pitying look she was given. Why was it that no one seemed to understand that this was who she was now!  Angry steps carried her forward in elegant steps, a powerful hand rising from her side. “ Enough! “ She was sick and tired of people trying to talk sense into her -- trying to appeal to her better nature.

              “ You don’t know me; not anymore. You only know the person I used to be. “ There’s a certain, dangerous glint in icy hues, lips curled back in a snarl. “ It’s about time you start learning the difference. “ 

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booksandbravcry:

                ❝ YOU never feel like going out. ❞ A small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth; Belle knew she would win this fight, a smug victory already in her grasp. A single pale hand reached forward, an offering for the blonde woman to accept or decline. ❝ Ruby is… busy. Get changed; it’ll be fun, like a girl’s night. ❞

                     She has a point. Eyes narrowed upon the other for a moment, wondering if Gold had to deal with her and that stupid pouty face of hers. Hell, she might fall for Belle if she continues to look at her like that. Groaning, the blonde rose a hand, pressing her fingers against her temples before she threw her hands up in defeat. “ Fine, fine. I’ll go, happy? “ 

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                 so i know i just did a giveaway ( and i am working on the promos, i want them to be a surprise for the winners ) but considering i just made a shit ton of icons of shelley hennig in about, two hours – i figured i may as well make another one. i really love making icons, they’re my favourite things to do to be honest and i have so many to make for regina. it’s pretty easy for me to knock out a good couple of hundred every day or so ( if i really focus ) so i figured why not offer a shit ton of icons to a couple of friends?? i’m going to make this really quick and really simple okay, not too long because i don’t want to clog the dash, but enough to give you some basic guidelines.

sorry guys, but you’ve gotta be following me. if you unfollow after the giveaway ends, no big deal. it’ll suck but it is what it is. 

likes will count, but only if you’ve reblogged the post. one like, one entry. one reblog, one entry.

you can reblog as many times as you like but only once a day. i need to keep track of you all so i can tally up the amount of entries so i’ll be counting all the notes at the end of the day. 

this will end on the 20th of october, so that’s in one week. at 9am australian eastern standard time. this’ll be just before the new episode next week airs. 

         on offer is ( at minimum ), 1000 icons of a faceclaim of your choice, in a style of your choice. included in the pack will be the psd i created specifically for you, so that you can make more at your leisure. the amount of winners will depend on the amount of entries. and that’s that, that’s all you need to know. have fun and prosper, peasants. xo.

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amademonster:

                  she understands… to an extent. but what she understands is not that feeling of uselessness. regina doesn’t know what it means to have to sit back and watch – she’s always simply been there, inserting herself whether they asked for her help or not. ( they never did, at first – but she was stubborn and she’d helped regardless, to the best of her ability, for reasons more selfish than selfless ). she doesn’t understand what it’s like to be sidelined… but she does understand the magic, the draw one’s darkness has to the soul. this is the best option, for all of them. but most of all, for emma. ‘ that’s a lie, ‘ she quips with a quirk of her brow as she flips a page in merlin’s book. ‘ you can help, you just can’t use magic. ’

                      Emma wants to laugh, she almost did, at Regina’s words. There’s something wrong with the idea of the Regina being the one comforting her, trying to set her on the right path. It was almost as if her world has been turned upside down, and it makes her feel sick to the stomach. Not that Emma thought she couldn’t and shouldn’t do it, but it was simply a matter of alignment. Of who they were. There roles reversed in literally every way possible. Slowly, hazel hues flickered to her -- and the fire within seemed to be dwindling. “ So basically, I’m useless. There’s always going to be a risk of me going dark, Regina. No matter what I do. “ 

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prxncecharming:

             He’s almost amused, her sudden admittance to being embarrassed.               It’s no one’s place for blame any longer, really (though the guilt will              always reside), that she doesn’t know this land, doesn’t know the              customs and their ways here.  She’s still learning, and it’s been too              short a time to expect her to know much.  “I don’t think they’re trying              to assault you.”  Words said with an amused chuckle.  “Just to help.              It takes some getting used to, believe me.”

           She’s trying to understand that -- she is -- but it is still a little much. “ Look, I agreed to come here and do this stupid Queen stuff, “ and her nose gives a slight wrinkle at that, “ but I think it’s only fair that they let me get dressed on my own; I’m not some kind of rag doll here. Deal? “ 

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and she has fallen in love with a man who has no happy stories. but she makes him smile without realizing that now, all of his happy stories are of her.

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                          “ Don’t tell me: this was yours? “ If it was to any consolation, it tasted pretty good.

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smolrvnaway:

        ❛ i’ll keep that in mind.    HE SMILED, LIFTING his mug to his lips. he took a small sip, then placed the mug back down on the bar.          ❛ i’m jasper, by the way. you’re that emma person that everyone’s talking about, right? i’m only wondering because i’ve never seen you around before.

                 Emma may not have grown up as the mother she was supposed to be, but that did not mean she wasn’t good with kids. Granted, almost every time she saw one, there was this ache in her chest -- but that feeling was gone now. With Henry in her life, things... Dare she say? Has been getting better.

                  “ Yeah, that’s me. Seems like I’m pretty popular in town, “ she teased lightly as she took another sip of her own mug.  

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lalouprouge:

                “hm?” ruby turned at the sound of her name, brows arched. her expression twisted into one of confusion, before she glanced down her ‘borrowed’ sweater. “oh! right. uh, sorry, emma. me and snow were watching movies the other night, and i needed a sweater.” she grinned sheepishly, offering a small shrug in apology. “i’ll wash it and drop it off tomorrow?” 

             She wasn’t mad. No, Emma far from minded the other digging through her closet. As long as she left her leather ones alone, everything was a-okay as far as she was concerned. But still, she would be lying if she said it wasn’t fun to tease the other the way she was no. “ Make sure you see to it, I don’t wanna smell like burgers. “ A teasing smile curled at the Sheriff’s lips at that, hitching her hip on the corner of the table. “ What movie did you guys see, by the way? “ 

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* ooc ; so i did all but three of my drafts ( the longer ones ), and put the rest in my queue. for now, im only posting two a day to kind of keep things manageable for me. so your replies should be out by the end of the week or so!!