This is who I am

If you need to contact me please send something to my personal, seruphim, or my other RP blog, sorceressofsass. Thank you.

I want to say I’ve really enjoyed playing Emma and getting to know everyone. I have a lot of wonderful memories on this blog and I feel really touched to have known everyone and I’m sorry to say goodbye. It has been a true and wonderful experience roleplaying with everyone.

I had one giveaway winner left to make icons/promo for, crickettherapy. Those will still be posted on my other RP blog when I get around to making them and I will tag you in that post then and message you to make sure you see them. 

So, thank you to everyone who has made my experience in the OUAT roleplay community amazing. 

If you need to contact me please send something to my personal, seruphim, or my other RP blog, sorceressofsass. Thank you.

I want to say I’ve really enjoyed playing Emma and getting to know everyone. I have a lot of wonderful memories on this blog and I feel really touched to have known everyone and I’m sorry to say goodbye. It has been a true and wonderful experience roleplaying with everyone.

I had one giveaway winner left to make icons/promo for, crickettherapy. Those will still be posted on my other RP blog when I get around to making them and I will tag you in that post then and message you to make sure you see them. 

So, thank you to everyone who has made my experience in the OUAT roleplay community amazing. 

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PROMO WEEK

All of these blogs are fantastic and there is really no reason you shouldn’t be following them. With that in mind, check them out! They’re all wonderful writers with fantastic muses!

noraclaytonblog​ 

ispentmylifefindingyou 

kissfromadarling 

bahrumbug 

PROMO WEEK

All of these blogs are fantastic and there is really no reason you shouldn’t be following them. With that in mind, check them out! They’re all wonderful writers with fantastic muses!

noraclaytonblog​ 

ispentmylifefindingyou 

kissfromadarling 

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Independent roleplay for Hawke from Dragon Age

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Multi-verse/ship

Skype available upon request

Open to all writing styles

Triggers/spoilers tagged

Mun & muse 21+

Neal and Emma had made it to Tallahassee months ago, and they had both been excited when Emma found out she was pregnant. Neal was determined to make a real life for them. He had found a job fixing cars, and between his job and Emma’s, they’d managed to find a decent two bedroom apartment.

Now, Neal was working hard, not only at his job, but at home, to make sure that their son had the best they could give him. Emma had given birth to their son two months ago, and this would be their little boy’s first Christmas. Neal understood that he was much too young to even understand what was going on, but he still wanted it to be the best.

When Neal came in, she had their son in her arms, gently rocking him after having fed him. He was starting to quiet down finally and she was glad Neal spoke softly as he had come in.

"It's nice," she whispered, her hand on their son's head. He had proclaimed that he was going to come back with the 'biggest and the best' but perhaps they had run out? Regardless, she was sure it was easier on their budget. 

On December 17th, Neal had left for Boston for business. This was a huge project, and Neal would have several meetings to go over his newest project. All in all, they were supposed to have everything wrapped up by the 22nd, so everyone could have plenty of time with their families.

But, things got stalled when a major disagreement arose between two of Neal’s clients and he had to stay to get it sorted out. He told Emma, sadly, he may not be home for Christmas.

December 22nd came and with it bad weather. The clients had sorted out their differences and Neal’s project was a go. Now, he needed to figure out how to get home. Because of the storm, most flights out of Boston were cancelled.

He was on standby for a flight on Christmas Eve morning, but it didn’t look good. Neal sought out other options but found none. On the morning of the 24th, he was at the airport, when he was informed that one of the passengers had not shown for the flight and as he was first on the standby list, he got the seat. Grateful for the small miracle, Neal boarded the plane and flew to Bangor, Maine. From there, a cab dropped him about a mile outside of Storybrooke, confused as to why he wanted to be let off in the middle of nowhere.

And then the project had been pushed back. It would be fine, she told herself. He would get home in time.

And then the 23rd came and went.

And then the 24th.

She sat on the couch, nervously flipping her phone in her hand. He'd be here. Tomorrow was Christmas. She could just imagine him walking here himself if he had to, all the way from his business meeting. She smiled softly at that idea, but hoped that really wasn't the case. He'd be a long time getting here if so. 

It was already late by the time the door creaked open and Emma, though she had been swearing up and down all day she wasn't worried at all, jumped up from her seat so fast the couch pushed back with a large screech against the floor. But she was already at the door with a smile.