Emma Had Been Trying To Balance Work And Figuring Out What The Hell Was Going On. Neal Had Been Her Rock

                 emma  had  been  trying  to  balance  work  and  figuring  out  what  the  hell  was  going  on.  neal  had  been  her  rock  in  the  chaos  that  seemed  to  follow  her  these  days  ,  he  did  so  much  for  her  that  emma  would  do  anything  to  help  make  his  life  a  bit  easier  when  she  could.  the  diner  was  on  her  way  to  the  station  so  it  wasnt  out  of  her  way  so  emma  decided  to  help  her  husband  out.  emma  in  tended  on  ordering  a  hot  chocolate  to  go  as  she  walked  in  but  her  name  had  stopped  her  in  her  tracks.  turning  to  look  at  killian  ,  something  about  the  man  seemed  familiar.  the  way  he  spoke  her  name  made  her  feel  something  emma  couldnt  quite  place  her  finger  on.  ‘  uh  yeah  ,  killian  right?  ‘

Killian shifted the box in his hands uncomfortably, the few light items inside clamoring against the sides of the container with the movement. He hadn't been cleaning; not really anyways. Rather, he had been desperately searching his house for any signs of his past life; any proof that these memories which had suddenly come upon him were real or that this life which he had come to know was fake. In the process, he had happened upon a few of Neal's old things. Desperate to get rid of them - or moreso, to absolve himself of the sudden confused memories and emotions associated with looking at them - he was eager to pass the responsibility onto someone more deserving. Neal had been too busy to meet today, but his wife had volunteered to take his place in the brief exchange, and he was happy to oblige; losing the items would make him one step closer to becoming the man he used to be, one step farther from the version of himself his false memories portrayed. 

He had met his friend's wife before, albeit briefly, but enough that he was confident he would recognize her. Enough that he was sure he would be able to find her, quickly pass off Neal's goods, and fuck off to the closest bar or other establishment of drinks and debauchery. What he hadn't expected, however, was his reaction to the woman as she entered the coffee shop. Stormy blue hues landed upon the icy blonde waves at the entrance, a lump forming in his throat as he quickly took in the woman: the way her hair sat just right on her shoulders, the way her uniform hugged her body, the natural beauty in her face shining even in its neutral resting position. His stomach dropped as she approached, his brow furrowing and eyes widening at his involuntary reaction to her presence. " Emma? " The name escaped his mouth before he could even process what he was saying, foreign yet seemingly all-too-familiar on his lips, the mere sound of it causing butterflies to take flight as the lump in his throat grew so heavy he could barely swallow.

closed starter for @sunshiinefades / killian & emma

@bluefl4mes  asked  :  “  unfortunately  for  everyone  ,  i  will  keep  doing  whatever  i  want.  “  zelda  &  hope. 

                 zelda  couldnt  help  but  chuckle  lightly  at  the  other  women  ,  zelda  had  admired  the  people  who  had  a  strong  enough  will  to  not  back  down.  she  really  does  admire  those  people  who  were  able  to  have  a  path  that  wasnt  choosen  for  them.  ‘  i  think  thats  great!  even  if  others  dont  think  so.  ‘

continued  from  here! @bcneficium

               leia  felt  bad  ,  she  knew  that  her  pulling  away  had  been  confusing.  she  was  confused  herself  if  she  was  honest  ,  she  had  so  much  information  swirling  around  in  her  head.  but  she  also  was  scared  to  have  the  conversation  about  what  they  were  going  to  do  now  that  memories  were  starting  to  come  up.  leia  gave  arthur  a  thankful  smile  because  she  had  been  on  the  way  to  make  one  of  her  own.  It  made  her  feel  worse  because  arthur  was  thoughtful  and  leia  didnt  know  what  else  to  do  then  push  him  away.  ‘  i  still  appreciate  it  ,  you  didnt  have  to  do  it.  ‘  

                 katniss’s  sleep  admittedly  have  gotten  worse  since  she  had  found  her  sister  ,  she  just  couldnt  get  prims  face  that  held  a  lack  of  recognition  when  looking  at  her.  so  once  peeta  got  up  and  left  for  work  katniss  left  for  a  run  ,  if  she  was  honest  she  would  say  she  didnt  want  to  be  home  alone.  but  katniss  gave  peeta  a  small  smile  at  his  words  because  they  were  far  from  the  truth.  ‘  i  figured  you  could  use  a  real  meal.  ‘  katniss  shrugged  before  leaning  slightly  on  the  counter.  ‘  do  you  have  a  moment  to  sit  and  eat?  ‘

most days peeta didn't stay the full day in the bakery. but he always did the morning shift, baking the fresh bread and decorating new cupcakes. it meant waking up very early. always leaving katniss in bed, which pained him. but it meant he got the rest of the day with her. plus, he always made sure to give her a kiss on the forehead before hand. it also meant sometimes he'd get surprised with breakfast, just like today. he had come in from the back at the sound of the bell. "what's this?" peeta asked, with a smile. "always spoiling me, i don't deserve it."

               vex  was  stocking  up  a  tray  in  the  display  case  when  she  heard  the  bell  ring  above  the  door.  giving  the  other  women  a  smile  trying  to  calm  the  nerves  that  was  clearly  radiating  from  the  red  head.  putting  down  the  try  on  the  top  of  the  display  case  so  she  could  take  hold  of  the  paper.  ‘  youre  anastasia  right?  my  brother  said  you  were  going  to  come  by  at  some  point.  ‘  vex  asked  just  to  double  check  to  make  sure  she  hadnt  mixed  up  people.

Just take a deep breath and go inside. You're confident, you're hot, you've got this. Anastasia swallowed the lump in her throat, wiping her sweaty palms on the front of her dress as she pushed open the bakery door with her hip. Her eyes locked onto the woman working the counter, a nervous smile growing on her lips as she approached with newfound resolve; albeit, a resolve that didn't last long after she almost tripped over her own two feet. "Hi. I was told to bring this here..?" She awkwardly smoothed the paper in her hands, offering the resume to the woman after an uncomfortable pause.

closed starter for @sunshiinefades / anastasia & vex'ahlia de rolo

               ayaka  had  been  in  the  process  of  getting  some  things  for  her  apartment  after  dance  practice  all  morning.  the  youngest  kamisato  was  exhausted  ,  especially  since  her  sleep  hadnt  been  the  best  lately  so  she  felt  drained.  so  she  almost  missed  the  strawberry  blonde   man  that  ayaka  knew  all  too  well.  turning  around  quickly  on  the  sidewalk  when  her  brain  had  finally  trigger  who  it  was.  ‘  thoma?  ‘  ayaka  asked  hoping  to  get  his  attention  so  he  would  turn  around.  /  ayaka  &  thoma  ;  @allthatglxtters