#cruclla

[honesta]

   “ Is that a dog you’re wearing?” The sheriff doesn’t hide the mild reluctance of his tone, expression one of faint repulsion. Regina said he was to welcome their newest arrival, but the lack of taste so readily apparent is something Graham quite stomach. “We here in Storybrooke actually enjoy animals. He leans in, voice lowered as if sharing a secret, irish brogue thick on his tongue. “ Not your best first day.”

@cruclla​ s.c

[livesunfold]

[ assist ] /maleficent

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Maleficent watched as Cruella walked up to her. It was never a dull moment between herself and the woman with the fur. Really, her treatment of animals was appalling and it always drove the dragon insane and yet Mal still considered her to be her oldest of friends. The other woman always did have a keen sense of fashion and always keeping Mal in line with her fashion choices - not that Mal cared all that much about what she looked like. Her tie had been a little loose and Cruella came up to fix it. Mal and her were very close, where all Mal had to do was lean in and close the distance just slightly if she really wanted to. Instead she quirked an amused brow. “I knew wearing this tie was a bad choice. It’s never going to stay on properly no matter how many times you insist on doing that you know.”

[gatekeepcr]

 @cruclla​  said  ' you're  wasting  my  time.  '

    brown  eyes  both  lift  and  harden  ,  casting  a  cold  glare  towards  the  other  woman.   she  enjoys  a  good  game  of  cat  and  mouse  ,  but  she’s  not  quite  sure  who’s  who  in  this  scenario.    ❛      oh really    ?    ❜   she  huffs  ,  hands  landing on  her  hips  ,  stepping closer  to  the  woman  ,  ❛      how’s that  ?    ‘cause it  sure  seems  like  I’ve  helped  you  out  of  the  kindness of  my  heart.   ❜    she  rolls  her  eyes.   ❛      just  remember , this  town  don’t take  kindly  to outsiders.      ❜

[rgincmills]

/sighs loudly, drapes herself over Reginas lap

regina fondly rolls her eyes, hints of a smile playing on her lips. she had grown accustomed to cruella’s dramatics — at times, she found it frustrating; though, other times, it was endearing. setting her current novel on the nearby stand, she brings a hand up to the top of her partner’s head, shifting beneath the weight on her lap. “what is it, my dear?”

[hookedlies]

@cruclla​ said : “ better you die than i . “

wow . this was carlos' mother ? no wonder why he fled to auradon . cj had luck on her side , though . she was bound to perish someday , but today was not going to be that day . " you really expect me to leave harry 'n harriet like that ? when i leave on my adventures , i always make a plot to come back to them . if i die today , they would never get to see me again . peter pan once said : ' to die would be an awfully big adventure . ' to me , that is the worst adventure imaginable . "

[hcretics]

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She smiles back, a little too sharp, eyes a little too bright, intrigued by the lingering taste of power that crackles off the woman, like static rippling along her fur coat. She reaches out, running the tip of her finger along the woman’s jaw, and murmurs, ‘and my eyes see that you don’t belong here, pretty thing’. 

@cruclla​

[inventivs]

@cruclla liked for a starter .

" there is no beauty without some strangeness . "