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White Christmas AU + Jassandra (Evlynn too)

It all starts when Jacob’s friend, Flynn, meets a girl he likes on their first layover of the day. Flynn trades his first class ticket for an economy ticket. Which put Flynn next to Eve, the woman he met during their layover, but put Jacob next to a quirky red head who is just a bit too possessive of the arm rest. She’s nice enough though and they chat a little. He finds out she’s headed to her Uncle’s Inn in a cute little town named Pine Tree. She’s helping him out during her Christmas Break. She’s a grad student at some tiny college he’d never heard of and she’s studying an advanced program he didn’t understand but she glowed when she talked about it so he’d let her confuse him. Just to see that.

Okay, so maybe he liked her a little. I mean he had to, right? Considering what happens next. Turns out Cassandra, the pretty red head he’d been chatting with on the plane, is Eve’s best friend. Eve is also planning on helping Cassandra’s Uncle with his Inn. Jacob thinks nothing else of it. He decides, it’s enough that he met a nice girl on a plane, even if it goes no further than that.

But Flynn has other plans. As soon as they’re off the plane he switches his ticket for whatever seat is empty on Eve and Cassandra’s flight.

“Look at them,” Flynn said with a grin and a nudge of Jacob’s arm. “What could we possibly do over Christmas that would be better than skiing with them.” He motions to Eve and Cassandra as they sit and wait for their next flight.

Cassandra tucks a hair behind her ear and smiles shyly at him. He feels himself cave instantly. “Fine, we’ll go to Vermont,” he says in exasperated defeat.

None of them knew that Vermont was currently experiencing it’s warmest winter on record, until they landed. It was too green. Too warm. They arrive at the Inn to find Cassandra’s uncle, Jenkins, bitter and nearly broke. No snow means no tourists, no tourists means no guests. No guests means no money. The worried look on Cassandra’s face is too much for him to take so he and Flynn both book rooms and decide to stay. Cassandra makes it her mission to revive her uncle’s business come hell or high…snow?

Jacob soon finds himself in the middle of a romance with plucky Cassandra Cillian before he knows it’s begun and he’s not quite sure what to do with that. Nor is he sure how she roped him into helping.

Will all four of their combined experiences and skills be able to save the Camelot Inn? He wasn’t sure but it would sure be fun to try.

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Elf AU + Jassandra:

Cassandra Cillian was an elf. Or so she was raised to believe. She’s shocked when she discovers, she is a human! She knows next to nothing about humans except what Gretchen, Santa’s wife, tells her and they sound like complicated beings. She decides to find out for herself. She sets off for New York City, the place where Christmas shines, or so she read in a guide Santa had in his library.

She arrives in New York and finds her fellow humans to be odd, glum creatures. She makes her way into a department store and discovers “Santa’s Village.” No, no, she thought, this would not do. Santa deserved more than a throne and a Christmas Tree. She hides and waits for the customers and employees to leave and then sets out to give Santa a grand welcome. The best he’s ever seen.

And that’s how Jacob Stone finds her, Stringing Lite-Brites together over Santa’s throne. She was dressed like an elf and she looked like an employee but as a department store security guard he knows that the last employee left the building an hour ago. He escorts her out of the building with an amused grin as she regales him with her tales of the Candy Cane Forest. She looks around sadly as he starts to walk away so he turns back to make sure she has a way home. She doesn’t seem to want to answer so, he knows he shouldn’t, but he gives her enough money for a cab ride to the nearest hotel. She thanks him profusely and he thinks that end of it until he turns around and finds her sticking all of the money he’d given her in a Salvation Army bucket. He shakes his head and sighs before he chases after her. 

He can’t let her wander the streets with no place to stay, no money, and a heart that is apparently too kind for her own good. 

He takes it upon himself to keep Cassandra the Elf entertained while she’s in the city and with, his friend, Eve Baird’s help tries to locate where she came from. She couldn’t have just fallen out of the sky. She has someone out there who’s missing her.

She has a talent for decorating, or an addiction. It’s hard to tell. His apartment now looks as though Christmas exploded all over it. She asks a million questions and seems to want to know everything about him. It’s nerve wracking but charming. She somehow convinces him to do every predictable Christmas tradition known to man. He secretly doesn’t hate it as much as he says. They do all the cliche Christmas things Cassandra wants to do and she’s so full of joy and cheer that he can’t help but fall in love with her, and she with him.

Only she finds out he doesn’t believe she is who she says she is and that he thinks she’s very confused about her true identity. Unable to cope with Jacob doubting her and, worse, doubting Santa, she leaves. Jacob finds her in the park just as Santa crash-lands and needs help to fix his sleigh. Imagine, his surprise when Santa and Cassandra are practically best friends. He immediately feels guilty and recruits Eve to assist. They’re going to need all the help they can get.

Jacob and Cassandra have to put their skills to use and work together to flx the sleigh and get Santa to the North Pole by midnight or they run the risk of losing the Christmas Spirit forever.

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You gotta have a little faith, right?

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Jassandra + And the Rise of Chaos [3/?]

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Jassandra + And the Rise of Chaos [1/?]

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Jassandra in season 2 episodes:

And the Happily Ever Afters

And the Final Curtain

req by @jakexcassie

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Are you seeing this face? Look at it. Look at Jacob. I cannot deal with it. That look is pride and respect and freakin’ TRUST, friends. I will never ever be over this look. These two communicate so much with their eyes. There’s whole monologues happening with one darn look. 

The sheer amount of emotions this look causes me to feel just reinforces the fact that they’re my OTP. I can’t take it. I can’t.