#saviorheart

[queenlnss-a]

“You’re officially The Best Person in the Whole World. Sorry, no take-backs.”

- ̗̀   ADMIRATION  STARTERS.      /      @saviorheart​​​​​      /      accepting  !

MORNING  COFFEE  SERVED  WITH  PANCAKES          in  one  of  the  best    (  and  only  )    diners  in  town.    It’s  like  a    warm  hug    or  coming  home  after  a  long  day’s  work.    Situated  in  a  window  booth  with  the  sun’s  RAYS  on  her  side,    Quinn  grins  at  her  friend  and  toys  with  the  strawberries  scattered  across  her  plate.    It’s  the    s m a l l e s t    thing,    but  she’s  grown  impossibly  lonely  this  last  year  or  so.    Aside  from  work,    she rarely  has  time  to  meet  up  with  friends  anymore.    Always  so  desperate  to  get  out  of  LA  and  back to  Charming.    That’s  the  thing  about  this  town  —————  it  will  always  drag  you  back.

                    ❛❛   You  never  had  BREAKFAST  before  ?  ❜❜     Laughter  escapes  from  pink - painted  lips,    warming  a  hand  around  her  cup  of  coffee.    The  day  will  heat  up  and  she  will  be    p e e l i n g    off  her  cardigan  by  lunch  time.    It’s  always  the  same.    Nothing  ever  changes.      ❛❛   And  don’t  even  think  about  paying  either,    okay  ?    It’s  on  me.  ❜❜

[hescharmed-blog]

“You can’t hide the truth forever, you know.”

categorized starters ! // status: accepting // @saviorheart

          it’s almost a nervous smile  that appears on his face.  there is a lot that both he and snow are hiding from her, but david does it out of fear.  if the truth gets out, what will emma think of him ?  right now he’s her hero, the famous prince charming who can do no wrong.  he doesn’t want to spoil that with any truths.  ❛ don’t be ridiculous sweetheart.  we’re not hiding a thing.  what would we have to hide from our own daughter ? ❜

[precinctrejoined-blog]

@saviorheart \ SC [ accepting ]

       “ nope. not a chance. i don’t trust any of you dildos. ”

[daedriser-a]

･ﾟ☆✧   ❝ @saviorheart || cont.

           THAT       was   an   excellent   question.     one   the   surgeon   could   not   answer.     in   truth    ,    he   hadn’t   even   realized   he   had   apologized   till   she   questioned.     a   natural   response.     everything   bad   was  because   of   you.     she   left    ,    surely   he   had   done   something   wrong.     gaze   cast   down.     don’t   say   it   again.

                ‘      I   don’t   know.      ’                a   brief   pause   as   arms   raise   to   fold   ‘cross   scrub   clad   chest.                ‘      why   did   you   come   back    ,    dar ⠀——   emma   ??      ’ 

[ashesincaptivity]

          ❛  you  might  wanna  start  by  telling  me  why  you  are  here  ❜  //  @saviorheart   sc.

[storysbegin-blog]

@saviorheart liked for robin

          ❛ i feel i should apologize.  you know, for being such a spoiled brat.  before i left, before i actually found the person i wanted to be.  stealing the bug wasn’t cool either. ❜  she’d had a lot of growing up to do, and she’d actually done it.  and now she was happy, with herself and with alice.  ❛ but i made this little bracelet, for the baby.  kind of like an apology gift. ❜

[whatwesacrifice]

❛    —— you  know,    ❜   he  starts,    sapphire  eyes  drifting  to  the  blonde,      ❛   you  could  always  come   &   stay  at  the  institute  for  awhile.   ❜      a  sanctuary  for  shadowhunters   and,    on  some  occasions,    downworlders  under  their  protection.      given  emma’s  recent  discovery  of  her  abilities,    he’s  certain  he  could  convince  his  parents,    or  maybe  just  hodge,    to  let  her  stay  for  a  time.     

❛   we  have  plenty  of  extra  rooms.      if  you  want.   ❜

                                //      @saviorheart​   ♡ ‘d   for  a  thing.

[crescentled]

@saviorheart​  /   SC   !

            ❛   that   sounds   like   a   HARD   TASK   ,   but   I’ll   h e l p    .   unless   if   you   want   to   go   through   it   alone   .  ❜  

[findmeoniironbled]

@saviorheart

infinity war starter!

“woah woah woah, you alright?” tony managed to catch the woman’s wrist before she took a tumble and hit her head on the ground. she was one of the last people on the street and he knew whatever threat was coming, was getting closer and they were running out of time. he pulled her up to her feet slowly and checked her over. “you need to get yourself somewhere safe.”

[repelswolves]

@saviorheart s.c.

     ruby’s never seen emma so disheveled before. then again, she’s also lived out just how exhausting emma’s job can be. and with the mayor seemingly out for the sheriff no matter which way she turns, her position isn’t exactly an easy one; definitely not one ruby envies, that’s for sure. grimacing, all the waitress can offer in respite is a hot chocolate slid across the counter, topped with whip and cinnamon -- just the way emma likes it. “long day, huh?”

[hescharmed-blog]

saviorheart replied to your post “when are you hoes gonna give us some threads”

when you ask for them nicely

im ur father i make the rulez

[tribidloner]

“ I’m sorry but who are you again? Not trying to be rude but I’d rather not take advice for a complete stranger dressed like she came out of an action movie mixed with Disney. ”

@saviorheart liked sc.

[buriaely-a-blog]

@saviorheart   ♡ ’ d   ⟳   ʀᴏsᴀ ᴅɪᴀᴢ  !

“      i’m  a  badass  --  not  an  ANARCHIST.      ”

[strangehungersarc]

@saviorheart / dionysus.

" am i late? " he knows he is, and it's senseless to ask, but the last thing he wishes to do is enter a room pregnant with silence. and he either doesn't have the sense to look apologetic or he knows it would be foolish to appear so, but either way, he seems genuinely flustered —and he is, of course. he hadn't MEANT to be late— and filled with eager energy. he comes to a halt before her, preparing to be appraised before he bows his head. " my apologies. it was - an eventful evening. "

[mystifits]

･ﾟ☆✧    ⋙   @saviorheart

               ‘     you  wouldn’t  happen  to  be  part  of  that  wizard  cult ,   would  you  ??     ’

[evilscrown-moved]

“ i’m sorry ”

two word starters     ➝     emma swan➝     @saviorheart     !

      ‘     i suppose you would think an apology would atone for your mistakes.     ‘     you bite your words, vicious and cold. there is an anger burning inside your chest that breathes familiarity, but you are not so quick to succumb as you were over half a century ago. you stand, seething in your rightful anger with hands curled tight. the sharp point of your nails digging in to the flesh of your palms and if you are not careful, you will break your own skin.     ‘     just like your mother,     ‘     it is an insult in your minds eye, a bitter declaration that you throw at her with all the implications it entails.     ‘     –     you don’t think about the consequences of your actions, ms. swan.     ‘     you turn from the scene through the window, glaring at her with the hatred you had felt when the two of you first met. it is tainted by an inherent sadness, a resignation to your inevitable unhappiness, and you turn away before she can see the tears well in your eyes. 

                 it is more than marian. it is more than robin. it is more than yourself. emma’s jaunt in to the past could have disrupted everything, it could have changed life as they knew it     –     if she weren’t careful, she might never have existed. and more importantly, neither would henry. she was reckless, and stupid, and you are undeniably furious. that she thinks a simple      -      i’m sorry      -      would be enough to pardon her her responsibilities, she is sorely mistaken. yet again, you must suffer for her impulsiveness. and the most frustrating thing of it all, is that she doesn’t seem to realise just what she’s done. or perhaps she does, and she simply doesn’t care. after all, she came back in one piece with her pirate, once again hailed a savior for a life that wasn’t hers to save. she has henry, your son who still looks at her as if she could do no wrong. 

                why would she care that she has played with the fabrics of time, and in the process, destroyed the closest you’ve ever come to a second chance at true love     ?     she doesn’t, you think bitterly as you shove your fists in to the pockets of your leather jacket, the only form of restraint you have left at reigning in your temper. you turn your back on the diner, measured steps taking you down the path towards the road and limited freedom. you can’t look at her anymore. if you continue too, you think you might try something you regret. and you don’t want to be that person anymore, even though she’s screaming for retribution inside your head.     ‘     i’m done with you, emma.     ‘     the second you cross underneath the arch, you quickly and gracefully slide your hands out of your pocket and flick your wrists. with a flourish of your hands, smoke crawls up your legs and you disappear from main street, falling in to the comfort of the sofa in your vault.