Emma Swan

Hey, if your looking for your happy ending go away. I've got enough on my plate. {Independent Emma Swan Role-play blog. OC's and all fandoms welcome. Multishipping! Any ship goes xD NSFW may occur, but only with character chemistry and will be tagged as so. Open to anything, so come bug Emma!}

[littlebitofpirateinher]

Snow or Prince Charming

"Mary and David .... Oddly enough I think my choice was immediate, I would choose my best friend before the curse: my mother."

[littlebitofpirateinher]

Neil or Hook

"Between Hook and Neil ... That's an awful choice to make. You could ask me this same question everyday and the answer could be different each time. As for now, Hook. I would choose the man who continues to stand by my side, through thick and thin - always fighting for me. Though I think it best we keep this between us, his ego is big enough."

[wanderingmercenary]

Make my muse chose between two people. ANY TWO PEOPLE.

[inboxstuff]

Send me a ☼ if you’ve been wanting to RP with me but are too shy to ask or start.

[lillyy17]

[littlebitofpirateinher]

"Oomph!" The awkward thud sounded throughout he woods, dirt clouding in the air. Emma tugged on her foot, roots holding it tightly and having been the reason she fell down. She pulled and pulled, causing a scratch in her boots. "Seriously-?" The blonde frowned, she was…

[littlebitofpirateinher]

The blonde pauses in her persistent tugging. “I could ask you the same thing,” Emma replies, instantly recognizing her type. She must work for pan, she thought bitterly. Quickly she moves her hands down to the roots, attempting to pull them off her ankle.

[loyaltopeterpan-archive-blog]

"I can’t exactly leave," Alex replied. Her tone was casual, but leaving is want she wanted more than anything. She crouched down and raised an eyebrow. "Struggling isn’t going to help you."

[littlebitofpirateinher]

"Oh." Emma hesitates, feeling a bit guilty for assuming. "I guess all of the lost boys - and girl - are trapped here." She says, clearing her throat. "How would you get it off ?" The blonde asks more then interested.

[loyaltopeterpan-archive-blog]

She showed her a small dagger in her left hand. In her right was a crossbow, but she didn’t have much use for it at the moment.

[littlebitofpirateinher]

Emma smiled sheepishly, feeling a bit foolish. Carefully she pulled out her own knife and cut away the roots on her ankle. “-Thankyou.” The blonde says quietly after freeing herself.

[loyaltopeterpan-archive-blog]

Alex simply shrugged. “You’re welcome…I guess?”

[littlebitofpirateinher]

She nods in reply, standing up. Carefully she wipes the dirt off her legs and turns to face the girl. "You wouldn't have happened to see a young boy, about this tall," she motions with her hand to show height, "with brown hair and a stripped scarf?"

[littlebitofpirateinher]

I am always wanting to write Rated R material threads but I’m never sure of who would be comfortable doing so. Can roleplayers please reblog this post if you are fully comfortable writing mature subjects in your threads? { Blood, Gore, Rape, Murder, Alcohol and drug use, Hack&Slash etc. } I’d like to find out by this post who IS comfortable with these types of roleplays rather than making someone uncomfortable just by asking. Thank you!

[littlebitofpirateinher]

"You look like you could use a hand."

+queenhotterthanhell

"Well - Maybe." Emma admits, struggling to carry everything on her own. "I wouldn’t turn away a helping hand."

[heartofthemostresilient-blog]

Regina bit her lip gently before, after a few seconds of silence she gave Emma a gentle but happy smile. “In that case I will stay with pleasure.” She said finally. “And I can help you cooking if you would want. I actually miss making food for someone.”

[littlebitofpirateinher]

"Perfect!" Emma grins, clasping her hands together from excitement. "I'll go put these away," she motions to her clothing bags, "and then we can get started!" Not waisting a beat Emma takes the bags into her room, dumping them onto her bed.

[littlebitofpirateinher]

"Oomph!" The awkward thud sounded throughout he woods, dirt clouding in the air. Emma tugged on her foot, roots holding it tightly and having been the reason she fell down. She pulled and pulled, causing a scratch in her boots. "Seriously-?" The blonde frowned, she was…

[littlebitofpirateinher]

The blonde pauses in her persistent tugging. “I could ask you the same thing,” Emma replies, instantly recognizing her type. She must work for pan, she thought bitterly. Quickly she moves her hands down to the roots, attempting to pull them off her ankle.

[loyaltopeterpan-archive-blog]

"I can’t exactly leave," Alex replied. Her tone was casual, but leaving is want she wanted more than anything. She crouched down and raised an eyebrow. "Struggling isn’t going to help you."

[littlebitofpirateinher]

"Oh." Emma hesitates, feeling a bit guilty for assuming. "I guess all of the lost boys - and girl - are trapped here." She says, clearing her throat. "How would you get it off ?" The blonde asks more then interested.

[loyaltopeterpan-archive-blog]

She showed her a small dagger in her left hand. In her right was a crossbow, but she didn’t have much use for it at the moment.

[littlebitofpirateinher]

Emma smiled sheepishly, feeling a bit foolish. Carefully she pulled out her own knife and cut away the roots on her ankle. "-Thankyou." The blonde says quietly after freeing herself.

[perditionpulledmeback]

[littlebitofpirateinher]

She watches him closely, gauging his reaction. Emma nods at his question, “There’s a cute little diner nearby, everyone here loves it.” The blonde tells him. “and their pie is sensational,” she adds as if it’s some sort of a secret. With a small motion of her hand in...

[littlebitofpirateinher]

Emma ordered her usual coffee and decided to partake in some pie. She plopped down into the seat before stretching out her arm over her head, a yawn escaping her. A few of the locals smiles her way before tossing a confused look to the male beside her. The unspoken question: Who was that?

[suicidalrunner-blog]

[littlebitofpirateinher]

Emma Swan pauses her thoughts, glancing at the new guy. He seemed to be roughly her age, but with all the constant growth of their teen years she could never tell. “Hi.” He greets him, putting on a meek smile. Most of the other kids were much younger due to the...

[littlebitofpirateinher]

Emma returns the smile, mimicking his goodwill. "I guess so, it's nice too meet you Newt." She says lightly, attempting to make a good first impression. Perhaps making new friend would so her some good; she was always pushing people away.

The blonde mindlessly pushes her hair behind her ears, her left foot kicking back and forth. Her eyes wander down to her feet and she tried desperately not to over think their conversation.

[gotta-catch-em-all-fanarts]

URL

[suicidalrunner-blog]

littlebitofpirateinher

"Uh—hi, my name’s Newt." Pause. "Just Newt. I got transferred here from Denver, bit of a leap, huh? But yeah, I’m sixteen years old and I’m an orphan, but looks like you’re in the same position as I am, yeah? What’s your name, shank?”

He absently chewed on his bottom lip as he spoke to her; he wasn’t sure why he chose her out of all the other orphans, but given that she looked like she was alone just like him, he figured she’d be a better candidate for a friend.

[littlebitofpirateinher]

Emma Swan pauses her thoughts, glancing at the new guy. He seemed to be roughly her age, but with all the constant growth of their teen years she could never tell. “Hi.” He greets him, putting on a meek smile. Most of the other kids were much younger due to the constant adoptions, an she always wondered when was it her turn ?

She reads him closely, trying to pin point his type. What she saw was frightening; he was just as lonely as her. Hesitating, she pats the seat next to her, gesturing for him to sit down. "My names Emma." <\p>

[perditionpulledmeback]

[littlebitofpirateinher]

"I’ve been here back and forth for a while now." Emma says, attempting to add and subtract the time. "Roughly two years I think?" She adds, "I understand the road, it was my home for a long while too." The blonde gives him a knowing look, she knew exactly what it was...

[littlebitofpirateinher]

She watches him closely, gauging his reaction. Emma nods at his question, "There's a cute little diner nearby, everyone here loves it." The blonde tells him. "and their pie is sensational," she adds as if it's some sort of a secret. With a small motion of her hand in Granny's direction, Emma begins the track to the diner.

[aclashofcaps]

[perditionpulledmeback]

[littlebitofpirateinher]

"Well Dean, take it from someone who’s been around a lot: this little town is the best and it’s home." She told him forwardly, "Why I bet you won’t want to go back to Kansas after seeing StoryBrooke!" Emma exclaims, zipping her jacket up further due to the cold wind.

[littlebitofpirateinher]

"I've been here back and forth for a while now." Emma says, attempting to add and subtract the time. "Roughly two years I think?" She adds, "I understand the road, it was my home for a long while too." The blonde gives him a knowing look, she knew exactly what it was like.

[littlebitofpirateinher]

"Oomph!" The awkward thud sounded throughout he woods, dirt clouding in the air. Emma tugged on her foot, roots holding it tightly and having been the reason she fell down. She pulled and pulled, causing a scratch in her boots. "Seriously-?" The blonde frowned, she was…

[littlebitofpirateinher]

The blonde pauses in her persistent tugging. “I could ask you the same thing,” Emma replies, instantly recognizing her type. She must work for pan, she thought bitterly. Quickly she moves her hands down to the roots, attempting to pull them off her ankle.

[loyaltopeterpan-archive-blog]

"I can’t exactly leave," Alex replied. Her tone was casual, but leaving is want she wanted more than anything. She crouched down and raised an eyebrow. "Struggling isn’t going to help you."

[littlebitofpirateinher]

"Oh." Emma hesitates, feeling a bit guilty for assuming. "I guess all of the lost boys - and girl - are trapped here." She says, clearing her throat. "How would you get it off ?" The blonde asks more then interested.