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[marching]

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[sheriffing]

[ in classic Emma Swan fashion, there's only one way to deal with falling in love with someone who's basically immortal: by spending no less than ninety-nine percent of the time not dealing with it or considering the future. she doesn't want to think about him looking the same way he does now forty years in the future when she's old and gray. it comes up every once in a while, but they're handling this whole thing one day at a time.

besides, if he knew she was thinking about them being together decades from now, she's not sure she'd ever hear the end of it. some things are better kept to herself.] Well, if I have your word... [ she tends to take him at it, that's how much faith she has in her ridiculous warrior.

she reaches up to guide him closer, lets him feel the curl of a smile against his mouth when she steals a kiss. their daughter can make her home in either world, but the same is true for him. and if he leaves her a little breathless, and if she hesitates for a moment or two, it's to make sure she's ready to say exactly what she's been feeling all this time.]

I know that you'll always protect her. I know how much you love her; us. We love you too, I love you, Thor.