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@redsfur
❝ — everyone’s heard the story of the girl who was eaten by a wolf. do they know the story of the girl who ate the wolf … ? and hid her blooded fur beneath a heavy cloak … ?
( independent , mostly private writing blog of little red riding hood ruby lucas. primary character portrayal diverged from abc’s once upon a time. standard roleplay etiquette applies. carrd in the works. as loved by astra. she/her. 25+ )
can also be found : @livevl & @lvndrhzd heavily affiliated with @evl-qn ♡
❛ i could have sworn granny said you were working a double today. ❜ an amused , pointed look is given towards the other from over the rim of emma's drink. this bar was the only place outside of granny's diner that felt sort of normal in this little town. but , at least she's started to feel like she has some friends here. @redsfur was definitely on the top of that short list. ❛ how'd you get outta that one ? ❜
“ oh. she did … ” despite flattened tone , smug look is etched into features. symbolic pride as nails dance across bar’s top to reach for her freshly poured martini. she sneaks a glancing pass at emma before offering a shrug of exposed shoulders. “ i snuck out back when she was arguing with floyd over the number of cheese slices per grilled cheese— look , the place was dead. and i was losing my mind. please don’t rat me out … ? ”
❛ it's not like i would know, i'm a villian kid after all. ❜
“ yeah but … they won’t always treat you like one. they can see your heart. we all can. you’re a good person , evie. ”
❝ many of us have scars from which we do not heal. perhaps even ones we do not WISH to be erased. ❞ diana has plenty of both. she clasps her hands together, careful not to form the fists that are so inherent for a warrior. she comes in peace.
brow contorts. she understands the concept in theory. the practicality of it is where her struggle begins. “ guess you’re not … exactly wrong. ” words sit heavy across tongue’s tip. primal instinct to heal and cover any sing of weakness is one not easily brushed aside. “ but there’s plenty i wish to never see again. ”
PROMPTS FROM LOVE ACTUALLY * assorted dialogue from the 2003 film, adjust as necessary
it’s the saddest part of my day, leaving you.
if you look for it, i’ve got a sneaky feeling you’ll find that love actually is all around.
i could just have him murdered.
thank you, i’ll think about it.
ruthless trained killers are just a phone call away.
to me, you are perfect.
can you give me any clues at all?
well the truth is… actually… i’m in love.
i really want to know.
there’s nothing i can do about it.
i thought it would be something worse.
tell her that you love her.
okay, that sounds fine. bit boring, but fine.
that sounds so bizarre.
that is genuinely bad timing.
american girls would seriously dig me with my cute british accent.
they've done it. it's official.
this is shit, isn't it?
i was hoping you'd win.
christmas is for people with someone they love in their lives.
so... what's this big news then?
it was always going to be a total shit time.
oh, don't be disgusting. get out of my house.
look at the sign on the door.
you’ll always regret it if you don’t.
well, this is a surprise.
has it been a good visit?
we got what we came for.
you never talk to me. you don’t like me.
you can just show yourself out, can’t you?
do you think everybody knows?
tell me, if you were in my position, what would you do?
would you wait around to find out?
oh god, i am so in the wrong.
you’ve also made a fool out of me.
ask me anything you like. i’ll tell you the truth.
god, i wish you hadn’t turned that down.
shit, i can’t believe i just said that.
basically, you’re fucked, aren’t you?
this is shit, isn’t it?
where the fuck is my fucking coat?
thank you very much, but no.
actually, i was being serious.
it would be great if we could be friends.
it’s a terrible, terrible mistake.
you’re not who i think you are, are you?
who do you have to screw around here to get a cup of tea and a chocolate biscuit?
i will miss you. and your very slow typing. and your very bad driving.
i’ll give you anything you ask for, as long as it’s not something i don’t want to give.
i’m very busy and important. how can i help you?
oh, shut your face.
actually, i don’t have to go.
true love lasts a lifetime.
so what’s this big news, then?
life is full of interruptions and complications.
oh no. that is so inconvenient.
i very much like the look of you.
send an embarrassingly big car and i’ll be there!
i never asked you how your love life is going.
the thing about romance is… people only get together right at the very end.
look at the sign on the door!
loitering around the jewelry section, i see!
a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do.
i think you’re not surprised.
oh my god, i’ve got a terrible stomach ache.
how will you be celebrating?
all i want for christmas is you.
you would have broken my heart if you’d said yes.
the nurses are trying to kill me.
are you sure you don’t mind me going without you?
i love you even when you’re sick and look disgusting.
did i mention that i love you?
i look quite pretty.
no one’s ever going to shag you if you cry all the time.
hello. i heard you were gorgeous.
i’ll just be hanging around the mistletoe, hoping to be kissed.
“ something tells me you’re not satisfied . ” @redsfur
" no, i'm not fucking satisfied. "
fork is clenched between her fingers, stabbing over the mantle on the wooden surface of the diner's table. emma has yet to touch her pancakes, instead goes through the notes she's taken on sheriff graham's death - nobody seems to think there's something off behind it, nobody seems to care. this town's eerie nature has now gone past into stepford's wives territory; and the fact remains that only emma seems to think something is up.
and now, she owes it to graham to figure it out.
"you notice it too, right? that none of this makes a lick of fucking sense?" gaze shifts up to ruby, as if seeking desperate comfort in the confirmation that the other sees it too. i'm not crazy, i'm not fucking crazy " sheriff graham's heart just gave out on him? just like that? and why can nobody access the forensic report? why is this town not on any map? why is everybody here acting like everything is always fine? " hands slam into the table, shaking the plate, the pancakes, the silverware. emma takes a deep breath, leans back on the chair, " you see it too, right? that something is horribly wrong. and it goes just beyond this place being so goddamned creepy at this point. a man is dead. "
nerves of steel ; forged in a battle that is unfamiliar to her heart … she does not flinch. the small action by emma’s hand is enough to rattle the counter. to draw the attention of several other patrons that sit upon bar stools at granny’s. but ruby simply casts a gaze at the growing frustration in her brow. “ i’m uh … ” insecurity creeps back in as the focus is shifted to her. short comings echoing like demons in the dark concave of her mind. where did the bravery from seconds before go .. ?
“ look , i’m probably not the best person to ask. but no .. i definitely don’t think your crazy. ”
if there’s one thing ruby had always known … it was graham was in tremendous shape. he took care of himself. and even if he had slipped into routine out of his norm , there was no way the mayor was going to let it get too far out of control. “ we used to be on maps. according to granny , one of the old mayors had us pulled off. he didn’t want all the tourism and gawking that ends up in small towns like ours. ” the memories are hard to reach , a haze wrapped around. vice grip that she can’t break. “ have you spoken to dr. hopper about any of this— ? i know he was offering extended hours … to help people … with the grief. ”
#lvndrhzd : all - encompassing love glow ! independent female heavy multi muse. featuring both canon and original characters from an array of comics , movies , and television shows. as loved by astra. she / her. 25+.
" dreamt, past tense- i've no reason to D E N Y that. " nor a reason to deny her allegation. regina will not invalidate ruby's feelings on the matter, even if her words had cut deep, leaving an unseen gaping scar on what was left of her brittle heart.
laugh breeches just beyond cut of razor sharp teeth. cresting over the edge of her tongue , met alongside familiar eye roll. one that had memorized the curve of regina’s face. however infrequent their interactions had become … there were still pieces made for only her gaze that lingered. “ hey —whatever you have to tell yourself to get through the day , your majesty. ” tone is more akin to a snarl. feral beast rattling at blood marked bones. she does not take well to the idea that there might be truth to the queen’s words. “ so is that is ; did you just come here to remind me that you’re done playing this game or … ? ”
@storibrooke ... sc ,
“ how can anyone be so lonely …? ”
@girlmisfit ... sc ,
“ —when everyone believes you … what’s that like ? ”
once my pizza gets here , it’s over for you bitches. jk but i will be around all night to do replies and things xoxo.
like this for a lil (and i mean like one liner) lyric based starter xo
it’s 2020. and i’m still crying over the scene where red realizes she’s the wolf. i put up a post about it the other day on my multi. but just… going back and watching. the moment it all fits together. and you can almost see the flashbacks on her face. every story she’s ever heard of the men that have gone missing during wolf’s time. remembering (in grave detail) the massacre that her snow stumbled upon. she realizes that it’s all been caused at her hand. and then, to make it even worse, there’s peter. this sweet and innocent boy she dreamed about running away with has had his life ripped away… by her.
and she folds into herself, almost immediately. she literally can’t bare to stand a second longer. all guilt weighing down on her like a literal ton, feeling heavier than her cloak ever has in all the time she’s worn it. and if that wasn’t heartbreaking enough, that’s that last moment she has to process all of it. she starts out on a run from her towns people but after that.. she is on the run with snow white, enemy of the queen. red is given no time to sit with her guilt. or worse, no time to grieve at all. she just cocoons herself in all those feelings and decides, she needs to be strong. (esp. after everything that goes down with anita.) she needs to protect the little bit of family she’s got left.
idk idk. there’s no point to this. but red’s inability to grieve the loss of peter and the time she given (which is none) to process that she is the wolf… literally guts me.
i sort of found someone in myself that was ... more than i expected ; independent ruby lucas. a personal portrayal. as loved by astra.
me v quietly trying to follow people and pretend like i remember how to exist on here :))))))
" i'm not drunk. " sly remark replies knowingly, and maybe that's the point. there's no magic here bar regina's own, albeit dormant. and though it stifles the beasts within ( the queen and the wolf, both ) neither are absent. regina can still feel HER MAJESTY in her veins. she's silenced in her head, her rage contained in the bones of her ribcage and the t o r n pieces of her heart bound together with barbed wire and twine. storybrooke has served it's purpose- she's still not free, but at least here she can breathe.
an inhale follows such, chest rising visibly as she SMOTHERS her smile and refuses to admit that the glint in ruby's eye as she stares into regina's own has any real affect. it's just fun. harmless. innocent. flirting with the devil- so to speak. " i didn't hear a question . . . so what would i say no to? " if she thought this would be easy, she was wrong. regina's interested, that much is obvious. but she's hardly the type to pick up at a bar on a whim. she wears no crown but she's still a queen. " but take a girl to dinner first- then handcuffs. "
temptation beats a dangerous flame between them. there have been moments , brief glimmering seconds where ruby thinks she has full control over the situation at hand. but regina is clever. her wit and strength are not entirely an air made strike. flash of illusion to distract from quick getaway. there is depth beneath skin. “ you sure ? because you usually only smile like that when you’re drunk … ” depth that ruby wants to pick apart ; both in pleasure sought torment and studious academia. to know every way in which regina ticks.
“ how about a drink ? ” question prompts a challenge. dinner , sure. somewhere far away from granny’s diner where the food does not come deep fried in grease. or prepped for the rush six hours in advance. if she’s going to lean into romance … ruby knows enough to know regina is better than it all. but in this bar , with music vibrating the emptiness that lurks within her chest— “ unless you’re as scared as you look. ”
@notsavior ... sc ,
“ a wolf in sheep’s clothing is more than a warning. ”
