#mrsemmacassidy

[forgottenstoriies]

@mrsemmacassidy​ sent: "Let me know you again" (mrsemmacassidy) ( Prompt List #7 / Accepting )

Anxiety tightened beneath his rib cage, funny how after all these years Neal still could not face the fear of being known - of laying himself bare and praying that the other wouldn’t turn away. But it was Emma, and Neal couldn’t quite let go of that memory that he had once felt safe with her. That Neal had almost found a home with her, and that memory gentle as a guiding hand unclenched that hold in him slowly but surely. His shoulders slumped, lips parted to release a breath of air that he had not been conscious of holding. She wasn’t asking for much, really she wasn’t, and Neal owed it to her if not more after how horrendously her life had been uprooted because of him.

Hazel eyes glanced away from Emma’s green as Neal scratched at the back of his neck. “Okay,” He still wouldn’t meet her gaze, suddenly taken with the immensity of the open water just beyond Storybrooke’s beach. “What do you want to know?”

[normallyxstrange]

@mrsemmacassidy​ sent:  "I can't get it to fucking work!" (mrsemmacassidy) for mason

memes || selectively accepting

     Her frustration was palpable, filling the small space with a forceful presence. It even had a smell--sharp, acrid, like something burning. He could almost taste it. 

     Mason said nothing, waiting for Emma to finish her latest attempt before he spoke in a calm, even voice. “We are finished now.” There was finality in his voice, which left no room for debate. He took a second to breath in deeply and allow his own stored power to dissipate. “Your energy is chaotic, Emma. You will need to learn to contain your frustration before we can continue.”

     And perhaps that was his error. He should’ve started with that particular lesson in control. Weariness crept into his tone. “It will work once you channel that energy into something useful.” That much he knew to be true. 

     “Rest, if you can. We will try later.” Much later.

[universeofmuses]

❄️ (For David, maybe in the sheriff office) (mrsemmacassidy)

David had a backlog of paperwork for the station that had built up on him and Emma, he should have enforced getting it done and with the holidays coming around and things being relatively quiet it seemed like a good time to get it done. They were in the middle of working on the mountain of paperwork during one of the worst snowstorms that Storybrooke had seen in years when the power to the station cut out and they were plunged into sudden light darkness, the only light that was in the building was the soft grey of the cloudy day outside, “Ummm well I guess this means that we’re done for the day.” He said from his desk as he looked over at Emma, perhaps they should have left earlier to get home safely now it was looking a little dicey to get home to the people they love. 

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[teacup-belle]

[ weep ] (mrsemmacassidy, hope this is okay, if not feel free to ignore.)

There was no mistaking the sound of muffled cries. Belle knew them only too well.

Creeping around the corner clutching her takeout in hand, she slowly approached the door to the women’s bathroom at the back of Granny’s diner. She chewed her lip, knowing full well she was entering someone else’s business, but her heart went out to her.

No one, like that, should have to be alone.

Belle gently knocked on the door and slowly opened it, poking her head inside to find the town sheriff in tears. 

“Hey...you need a friend?” Belle tentatively approached, hoping to be of some assistance.

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[fairestmusesismoving]

continued from here w/ @mrsemmacassidy​

“This is Maine! We trick-or-treat in our parkas! Those candy bars are frozen solid when we hand them out. We’re the single reason why people sing Christmas music in the stores during October. Because Santa’s already in town going, where’s the snow plow?” Mary Margaret smirked. Her humor was more on the innocent side, but she seemed to have a good range of humor that would be fairly appropriate for the more G-rated side today. “Collectively killing the Christmas spirit for the country. Aren’t we great? You think we’d at least do some kind of Christmas village as a tourist trap but we keep getting the budget slashed. We’re lucky we get Miner’s Day when we thaw out a little! And we’re running on donations for that one!”

[reginaqueenmills]

A New Door

"Regina, ....how were you able to open your heart to love again after Daniel? I know Neal wanted me to find Tallahassee but I don't see how I can. 

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“Why would you ask me that question? And what do you mean you can’t see how you can find Tallahassee?  I didn’t think you were leaving Storybrooke for a while. Emma, I am worried now...” Regina said, brow furrowed as she looked toward the blonde.

[pxperhearts]

          @mrsemmacassidy​​​​​​ asked: mistletoe for Baelfire/Neal

“Well, look at that.” Neal smiled at Emma and leaned toward her so he could wrap an arm around her waist. Granny had decked the outdoors with everything from boughs of holly to tinsel and mistletoe. 

A Christmas with Emma and Henry. Was there anything more that he could ask for? He tilted Emma’s gaze up to his, smiled into those eyes he knew so well and kissed her beneath the mistletoe.

“Merry Christmas, Emma.” He whispered it against her lips and then kissed her again.

[thexforgottenxones]

@mrsemmacassidy​ sent in a symbol for David:

David sat behind one of the desks in the sheriff’s station, watching his daughter closely. He hadn’t had much time to get to know her, but they were working together now. Perhaps now he’d have more time to spend with her.

“So, Emma, what do you do in the office? You know, when you aren’t breaking curses or arresting Leroy for drinking too much?” He smiled, hoping she could tell he was trying to joke, before continuing. “What do you do to just, pass the time when not much is going on?” Since he’d joined the force, things had been pretty busy, but they had a quiet moment right now. Maybe he could learn more about his daughter by doing something to bond with her.