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Ramblings from Apalapachia...

@thesunflowersqueen / thesunflowersqueen.tumblr.com

Helen Sunflower. 34. Enby/Demisexual/Queer. They/Them. Feminist. British-Canadian. Traveller. English Language Teacher. Artist. Reader. Writer. Dramatist. Whovian. Sci-fi & fantasy lover. Talks too much. Wants more than ordinary. Willing to fight for it. Sometimes NSFW.
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MENTAL ASYLUM RED BEAUTY YOU PROMISED :P

(As promised!)

(HERE on FF.NET)

Ruby Lucas is not crazy. She is not mentally unstable. She does not have mental health issues.

She is a werewolf.

Belle French, intern at Storybrooke Asylum for the Criminally Gifted, knows this to be true. She SAW the giant wolf that morphed back into a beautiful, broken (naked) brunette.

She also knows that, in this world where pieces of paper with big words like “schizophrenia” and “paranoid delusions”, written by people who have the letters pHd behind their name control Ruby’s future, and, if she is still trapped inside this building tonight, the full moon will rise, the change will occur, and people will die. And then the monster hunt will begin, and soft, kind Ruby Lucas with the gentle smile will welcome them in her guilt or die screaming and clawing to grasp onto life.

Belle French should not let that happen. Cannot let that happen. Will not let that happen.

With her heart in her throat, she palms the stolen swipe card and tiny scissors in her left hand. Her right drifts toward the fake firearm in her pocket, but a glance over her shoulder tells her that she is safe.

And, after tonight, Ruby Lucas will be too.

She will smile, she will laugh, her eyes will sparkle, and her lips will smile.

That is all Belle French wants to see.

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Christmas Eve (1/1)

Short fic written from magicmumu’s ‘Full moon falling on Christmas Eve’ idea. 

Ruby narrowed her eyes, struggling to focus on the movie playing on the TV. It was a Harry Potter movie, something she never grew tired of watching but she couldn’t stop fidgeting long enough to watch it. She brought up a hand, agitatedly rubbing her neck to relieve some of the itching beneath her skin. Sighing heavily, she kicked the blanket draped over Belle and herself off and swung her legs off the couch. She closed her eyes and tensed her muscles in a hopeless attempt to stop the feeling that she was going to burst out of her skin. Something grazed her shoulder and she jerked violently away from it only to find Belle peering back at her in concern.

“Sorry.”

“What’s wrong?” Belle asked, worry tainting her tone. Before Ruby had a chance to offer any kind of denial she continued firmly. “Don’t tell me it’s nothing, you’ve been acting skittish all day.”

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Regina: There really is no use keeping those silly tally marks of yours. I'm not releasing you any time so, so why bother keeping track of the days?
Belle: They're not for keeping track of the days.
Regina: What, then?
Belle: I don't know.
Regina:
Belle:
The Silence: Hey.
Regina:
Belle:
Regina: There really is no use keeping those silly tally marks of yours.
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