Once a Huntsman

Role Play blog for Sheriff Graham/The Hunstman from Once Upon a Time. Mun & muse are both over 21. Muliverse. Ships Gremma, Hooked Huntsman and Irish Swan Trio. Please read my rules before playing. Tracking onceahuntsman

[gremma-appreciation]

Gremma Appreciation Month: Secret Santa

So, the voting is still going, but it’s at 6-3 in favor of a whole month dedicated to Gremma Appreciation. One follower mentioned that it would be a good time to get to know their fellow shippers.

So, we are considering a Secret Santa to have our followers mingle for the holiday season! 

Here’s how it will go:

Message this blog with your willingness to participate Add in what you can/would be able to create (gif, art, fic, vid) Your favorite OTHER CHARACTERS 

Why the other favorite characters? This is to reduce fandom drama, We have many multi-shipper followers, and we don’t want to stick a fan of one character with another fan who is strictly anti-the character.

The gift you give should be submitted to THIS BLOG by December 26th (or posted to your own blog with the hashtag #gremma secret santa). The gift will have to follow the rules of this blog, but does not have to be holiday related. 

Once everyone is assigned, the blog name will be given to you so you can anonymously get to know the person who will be getting your gift if you so desire. 

We will need at least 10 participants before we get this going, so please use the ask or submit ASAP. 

[once-a-huntsman]

Announcement

Due to a recent incident I have found myself in the position of not feeling safe or comfortable role playing on this blog. As such I am moving to a new blog for a fresh start.

I will not be deleting, there is too much here I am proud of and do not want to lose, I just do not feel I could role play here anymore.

Because of the circumstances under which I am moving I will not be advertising my new blog here. I will be messaging my partners with the new details shortly as I get the new blog up and running.

Anyone I am not currently roleplaying with who would still like to follow me on the new blog please like this post or shoot me a message and I will will let you know where I am going to be. I will probably be re-following most of the people I follow here anyway.

Thank you to everyone here who has made the roleplay experience here a good one over the last two years, and I hope it can continue at my new home.

[once-a-huntsman]

Announcement

Due to a recent incident I have found myself in the position of not feeling safe or comfortable role playing on this blog. As such I am moving to a new blog for a fresh start.

I will not be deleting, there is too much here I am proud of and do not want to lose, I just do not feel I could role play here anymore.

Because of the circumstances under which I am moving I will not be advertising my new blog here. I will be messaging my partners with the new details shortly as I get the new blog up and running.

Anyone I am not currently roleplaying with who would still like to follow me on the new blog please like this post or shoot me a message and I will will let you know where I am going to be. I will probably be re-following most of the people I follow here anyway.

Thank you to everyone here who has made the roleplay experience here a good one over the last two years, and I hope it can continue at my new home.

[once-a-huntsman]

If you don’t want to play a rape victim, don’t play a rape victim. Don’t play a rape victim anyway and write about how there are two sides to the issue of whether or not it is rape to force someone to have sex against their will. Don’t try to justify it or make excuses, or say that they weren’t acting like a rape victim so maybe it was’t rape even if we know damn well that he both could not and would not have given consent.

If you cannot make up your mind about what side you fall on when it comes to rape, whether you support the victim or the rapist, at least have the decency to not role play rape victims, it is offensive.

If you are playing Graham and you believe the answer to the question ‘Did Regina rape him?’ is anything but and unambiguous, unconditional yes, you are both pissing on the character, and on rape victims.

[honorablepirate]

This has been on my mind for long but I’m gonna do this - please reblog this if you’re comfortable with pre-establishing relationships. I do not mean “met at the grocery store two weeks ago” or “have a common friend”, but rather stuff like “have been best friends since kindergrden”, “go for a beer every friday”, “friends with benefits”, “dated in highschool”, “hate each other’s guts because -insert reason-”  etc. Something meaningful (but not necessarily shippy) and I mean with muns/characters you have not interacted with, because I cannot believe I am the only one who prefers jumping right into the heart of the human interaction

[once-a-huntsman]

I don’t just ship for smut. 

When I say ’ I ship this ’, It’s not due to the fact I want to see yaoi or any form of smut between the pair. It’s for all the other great things. I like to build relationships. bonds, trust. And hey, the heart wrenching stuff too! That trust can be broken within seconds, shit can hit the fan, and hey let’s throw in some angst in there that will initially make our ship stronger. Sure, smut makes any roleplayer go Ajdjsdshksdjhjf but I like everything else that comes with it, the fluff, the simple moments. Tagging things that remind me of that ship, sending sweet asks or just even normal asks to build on our own characters as well as their relationship. 

That’s how I define my ships. 

[rpmememaker]

actions to take if you disagree with someone’s characterization:

none

literally you don’t need to do a thing

don’t write with them

don’t follow them

don’t give them your opinion if you have not been asked for it because woah what if a random person came up to you in the street and said you were walking funny and wearing the wrong clothes

literally there is not a single thing you need to do in this situation

except maybe close the browser window and go outside

[once-a-huntsman]

thronisms:

WARNING: To all my current and new rp parterns!

I am a sloth in slow motion when it comes to replies and I’m sometimes selective. Please be patient with me ;;;;;

[once-a-huntsman]

Why can’t I do words? I know I used to be able to.

[recoveringheroinaddic-t]

People who understand you have a busy life and will patiently wait for replies (◕‿◕✿)

[cammquin]

People who understand you’re a lazy ass piece of shit and will patiently wait for replies (◕‿◕✿)

[nightlustrous]

People who understand you have a terrible tendency to get distracted and will patiently wait for replies (◕‿◕✿)

[once-a-huntsman]

toparadiise:

&&. would you please kindly reblog this if you don’t mind being sent questions for you/your muse ? and if you want to specify in the tags what kind of questions are your favorites ( to be answered by the writer or by the muse, for example ), that’d also be lovely ?

[once-a-huntsman]

swancloakprincess:

Making her way steadily through the forest, Emma barely paid any mind to her surroundings beyond the path she was following. She needed to get through the trees before nightfall if she wanted to reach the inn in time, and her delayed morning hadn’t helped at all. All was peaceful, the only sounds coming from the rustling branches and the small animals and birds that called the forest home, until a man burst through the brush ahead of her, looking like he’d been in a fight.

“You’d turn around if you knew what was good for ya, lass,” the man warned, barely stopping to look her over. “He’s worse than the stories say!”

“Who-?” Emma tried to ask, curiosity more than anything else filling her. But the man continued back towards the village, ignoring her.

Knowing she didn’t have the time to turn around or find a different path through, Emma continued on. She wasn’t afraid of who this mysterious man was. She posed no immediate threat to anyone in any situation, but she could defend herself if need be.

It didn’t take long for her to find him, his voice calling her out before she could see him. She hadn’t exactly been hiding her approach. Pulling the hood of her cloak down and smoothing it out over her shoulders, Emma stepped out into the clearing.

Eyes widened upon seeing the man, obviously injured, but recognizing him instantly. Her mother had told her the stories of the Huntsman when she was younger over and over again at her request. There was no way she wouldn’t recognize this man, covered in leather and furs, to be him.

“You’re hurt,” was the first thing she said to him, eyes trained on the blood on his brow as she moved towards him.

The woman who stepped out from the tress was not what he had expected. She looked familiar, even if he was sure they had not met before. She was not obviously carrying a weapon, though he doubted anyone would be reckless to enough to travel the forest completely unarmed. The kingdom may finally be at peace, and the rule of law was fairly enforced by the monarchs, however the forest still provided a home to bandits and thieves..

He could swear she was looking at him with recognition, but no one who knew he was would stand there so calmly. Whether it was with anger or fear, it did not take long for those who knew of him to show him whether things were likely to get violent, or if they would just cower until he went on his way.

He stepped back when she moved forward, adjusting his grip on his knife, he knew better than to dismiss her as a threat just because she looked harmless. So had Snow White. “Aye. But do not think that will give you the advantage.”

He could not judge her intentions and that put him on edge. Her accent and the quality of her clothing despite its simplicity, showed that she was well bred and not one who would be expected to be wandering the woods alone. And that made her a mystery, something he was not comfortable with.

[wnq-writers]

The world never seemed to understand. I was almost completely left scarred and broken—when you offered your hand.

and you did save me // relentlessly-hopeless  (via wordsnquotes)

[dommyj-weasley-blog]

I flinch when most people touch me and I don’t know why, all I know is that I need your fingers running through my hair the way I need to forget what it means to be left, desperately.

You Are Every Shade of Lavender, and I am Black and Blue by Amanda Helm (via perfect)

[once-a-huntsman]

That was good while it lasted. At least I got some posts out before.

[once-a-huntsman]

saviorwithashoelace:

What was gained?  She could only assume that he meant the fact of her parents being able to stand up and fight - because they had been spared.  Because he had been merciful.  But then, her parents had also wasted chances to stop that woman from harming even more people.  Even she sometimes could not see how, no matter the way that she was raised, the firm goodness that her parents had left her with.

They had also raised her to be a ruler, and she was certain that meant making tough decisions for the greater good.  A decision to let a woman literally titled Evil Queen go could not have been for the greater good - she was not blind to that much.

“It does matter.  You matter.  Even-  Even if you think it was unavoidable that you suffered under her, you should not have suffered as long as you did.  They should have done something.”  Words that she couldn’t even voice to anyone else, for fear of being misunderstood.  She loved her parents - she still questioned some of their decisions.

On some of his darker days he had blamed them, hated them for abandoning him to their monster once he had served his purpose. And he would probably never forgive them for letting her go free. But that goodness had been why he had saved them in the first place.

“I am free now, there is nothing to gain by dwelling on the past.” He had to focus on the future, if he let himself get dragged back there he would loose all the ground he had gained since escaping. He had to move forward if he was to have any hope of surviving.

“But thank you, for caring.” She had been the first since his pack to show any real concern for him, and he did appreciate it. It was part of why he could not leave, even if she might be better off without him around.

[lonely-duckling]

♥♥

19. A date

[once-a-huntsman]

lonelyduckling:

That smile lingered on Emma’s lips, secretly glad for a multitude of reasons that Henry had come. It was the first time in forever that she felt some kind of belonging. Her friendship with Mary Margaret and the relationships she was forming in the town her first connections in adult life. She’d been a loner for nearly a decade and had no clue she’d needed others until now. The idea of going without connections giving her a momentary spike of anxiety.

As the car was put to a stop Emma had to convince herself to sit still. The headstrong blonde too used to getting out herself, opening her own doors. It was a moment of self discipline to take a submissive role and wait for him to take the actions he’d been so intent to make. The last thing she wanted to do was stomp on his kindness. Chivalry was rare enough without her carelessly treading on it.

With a careful slip she slid out from the tall vehicle, adjusting her dress with a subtle tug before walking at his side to go inside. Another pause given at the doors before she shuffled inside with a thankful smile. The darkness inside already bringing a mood to the place, all the quiet and candles making her finally feel the dating atmosphere.  

He was a little surprised she had waited for him to open her door, half expecting her to be out by the time he got there, probably with some smart remark about not needing him to open doors for her. Maybe it was a bit much, but this was the closest he could get to treating her like the princess she truly was. And even if he had never much been one for respecting royalty, she deserved it. Deserved better than him if he was honest, even if he was not going to let that deter him.

His hand went to the small of her back as they entered the restaurant, the waiter welcomed them as he showed them to their table, and for a moment it surprised him, a part of him expecting rejection. Reconciling his two very different sets of memories was still confusing at times.

“Though I could have done without him running off to Boston on his own. He had me worried when he was not at any of his usual places.” Finding Henry was not usually difficult, making sure he was ready to go home was the challenge.