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          Pain pulsed and throbbed against the back of her eyes, the waitress letting out a groan as she rolled onto her side, back facing the sunlight that crept in through partially opened blinds. The mattress dipped beside her, the warmth radiating from the sleeping form she was now turned towards unmistakable; it didn’t take much thought on her end to put the pieces together and figure out just who was splayed next to her.

          It had been weeks since Killian Jones had stumbled into Storybrooke, donned in what one might consider high end Halloween apparel and glowering at Graham for having garnered Ruby’s attention, and somehow it didn’t surprise her that a few too many drinks had led them to her room, the brunette bare besides him without the energy or wherewithal to reach for the blanket and cover herself.

          ❝ Fuck, ❞ she whined under her breath, lifting a hand to press to her temple, the pain searing across her forehead with renewed vengeance. She needed aspirin, ice -- something -- but the thought of moving made her stomach turn, and she was much too proud to wake the man beside her and ask for help.

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LMWTV4U: GOT S7E3

Welcome back!  In case you’re new, this is LET ME WATCH TV 4 U (?), the blog where I watch tv so you don’t have to! If you missed it, I wrote a special mid-week post this past week which broke down the main characters called: new phone who dis? Check it out here. 

Also reminder that I have a new feature called “Why does this scene even matter?” (WDTSEM) for those seemingly useless scenes which may or may not actually be important later.

Tonight’s episode featured the FIRST EVER meeting of Bae and Khaleesi, so let’s get into it!

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We start off on Dragonstone….

...which is the island where Khaleesi and co have posted up. Bae rows up with no-knuckles in a tiny rowboat and meets his old pal Tyrion on the sand. T is like remember when we met in season 1 and I peed off the edge of the wall that you were guarding lol jk lol jk? And Bae is like yep you were so wasted, bro. They also meet Khaleesi’s hottie translator with the good hair who’s like welcome, please hand over all of your weapons. And Bae’s like BUT I THOUGHT I HAD TSA- PRE CHECK! And T’s like naw, we’ve really had to tighten up our policies here. Some horse-dudes also take their little rowboat away.

As Bae and No-Knuckles (NK) are walking up to meet Khaleesi, her dragons do a quick perimeter sweep and really freak out poor little bae (see gif above). Watching all of this unfold from a creepy high-up-spying-spot is the Red Witch Lady who brought Bae back from the dead but then got kicked out and also Sleevey. The Red Witch is like I did my part, I brought Khaleesi and Bae together. And Sleevey’s like… don’t you want to see their first meeting? I think it might be like the Hamilton-Burr meeting in the musical Hamilton? And she’s like nope I got kicked out for burning a kid alive so not really welcome around him or NK. And he’s like ya you better get to steppin’ back East. And she’s like NO YOU better get to steppin’ back east.

WDTSEM? Truly no idea. I guess we’re supposed to be reminded that Sleevey hates religion because a religious zealot cut off his who-ha and ho-ho’s and therefore they do NOT get along?

Now, if you’ll recall Khaleesi is a pretty kewl lady. She campaigned on an anti-slavery platform back in the East and brought together a bunch of different groups of people all while keeping dat hair and dem outfits on point. And Bae is also a pretty kewl dude. He supports refugees and fights for the underserved and also looks fly as hell doing it. I know what you’re thinking, ARE THEY BOTH SINGLE? THEY SHOULD BONE? Well, unbeknownst to both of them, they’re actually related; she’s his aunt. But considering this episode featured a sex scene between a man and a woman who happen to be TWINS, I feel like aunt-nephew is not too weird for GoT-land. Back to the point, this is the first time Bae and Khaleesi are ever meeting and due to their similarities on paper, you’d think they’d get along. But turns out they do not.

Khaleesi is basically like #bowdownbitches and Bae is like naw dawg. They go back and forth for awhile, with Khaleesi explaining how/why she should overtake Queen Pixie Cut (QPC) and Bae basically agreeing but saying his real concern is the giant army of ice zombies. And she’s like lol wut? Ice zombies? Nice try, dude. Next thing you know, Sleevey rolls up and is like ruh-roh! Remember last episode when our pals Previously-Traumatized Theon (PTT), his sis Yara aka the Kween of the Iron Islands, and the Sand Queen lady sailed off to Southern shore to be mobilize our forces down South? Well PTT and Yara’s uncle, Uncle-Crazy-Pants (UCP) attacked them, burned most of their ships, and took Yara and the Sand-Queen lady hostage.

Next, we get a shot of PTT washing up and getting pulled into a boat where he reports that his sis was taken hostage and no, sorry, he wasn’t able to get her back. His peeps are like ugh what’s your deal, bro? But poor bb PTT has been through a lot so give him a break, ok?!?

WDTSEM? Well the Sand Queen and Yara were supposed to bring together all of Yara’s fleet of ships (which was approx. a buttload) and then head to Sand Queen’s home (Dorne) and bring together that whole army and then march up to King’s Landing, where QPC is sittin’ on dat throne. Now that they’re captured and their ships are burnt, this is a huge loss to Khaleesi.

Speaking of Uncle-Crazy-Pants, let’s check in on him in King’s Landing…

UCP is marching down the streets of King’s Landing doing a pretty good impression of Aladdin during the “Make Way for Prince Ali” scene. The difference here is that he is dragging along his niece, Yara, as well as the Sand Queen (SQ) lady and one her Sand Snake daughters. He struts up to QPC on his horse and “delivers” her the gift of SQ and her daughter. Now if you’ll recall, one of QPC’s kids, her daughter Myrcella, got kissed on the lips with poison by SQ a few seasons ago and proceeded to die on a lovely boat trip in which her dad/uncle (Jaime) confessed that he was her real dad. So needless to say, QPC and Jaime are NOT FANs of this lady.

UCP is like here, QPC, I brought you these prisoners, can we get married and/or bone now? And QPC is like yep, sure can! But first let’s beat Khaleesi in this giant, ongoing war. She tells him he’s in charge of her naval forces and that her bro is in charge of the Lannister army. And since UCP is cuckoo, he’s like hey Jaime, can you give me sex tips for when I do it with your sister (honestly, fair question) and obvi Jaime is like NOT KEWL BRO but he has to pretend to like this guy so he bites his tongue.

Then QPC makes a big deal of locking up SQ and her daughter and then kissing the daughter on the lips with poison to be like #reciprocity I guess? And she’s like SQ will have to watch her daughter die and then also hang out in this cave forever. I guess all this torture is really a turn-on because next thing we know, she’s making out with her brother and giving him a blowie right there.

The next morning, they’re all post-coital and he’s like I should...go? And she’s like naw, I’m the kween we can do whatever! And her maid sees them in their nudididity and is like eww?

Then QPC takes a meeting with an important banker who’s like…bitch...you broke. And she’s like gimme a minute, I got dis.

We stop back by Dragonstone to catch Bae bein’ Bae…

By which I mean he’s brooding by a cliff. And Tyrion is like damn I was trying to brood but you look hawter doing it, which is v. true really. They chat about what went wrong back at that meeting between Khaleesi and Bae. Tyrion tells Bae to take a chill pill and think about how crazy he sounds talkin’ bout ice zombies and whatnot. He also tells Bae about all the good things Khaleesi has done and how she’s actually a pretty cool lady. Then he goes and does the same with Khaleesi, basically. He’s like Bae’s a cool guy and all he wants from you are these rocks that you have under your castle that you’re NOT EVEN USING so just let him do that. And she’s like ok fine.

So then we get to Bae-Khaleesi-meeting 2.0 where it’s just the 2 of them, standing on this cliff chatting kween-to-king. She agrees to let him mine the “dragonglass” (rocks that kill ice zombies) under her castle and he kind of agrees to support her in her campaign against QPC? Well mostly he agrees that QPC is no good and Khaleesi would be a better kween. Then Bae’s like… does this mean you believe me re: ice zombies? And Khaleesi is like… no comment.

We head North to Winterfell, where Bae’s sis Sansa was left in charge

And boy is she doing a good job! Which is kind of surprising, only because we’ve never seen her utilize these skills before. She’s walking around telling people to start storing their barley for winter and telling the metal-workers to line their breastplates with leather and generally being a BOSS. Littlefinger, AS ALWAYS, is creeping around behind her doing nothing helpful. He stops to give her some advice about imagining every possible scenario at all times which is like, sure, a good idea in theory but who has time for that?!?

Suddenly her little bro, Bran, who she was told was maybe dead, shows up in Winterfell. She’s like OMG YASS KWEEN YOU’RE ALIVE! And Bran is just sitting there (to be fair he is paraplegic so he couldn’t get up) staring straight ahead and is acting all robotic. I guess it’s because he’s been through some trauma but at this point so has almost every character on GoT and they still manage to register human emotion.

They proceed to have a heart-2-heart by the old-family-magic-face-tree and she’s like so...what’s been going on in the last 6 seasons? And he’s like I am the three-eyed-raven now I can see the past and the present and all scenarios at all times (hmm interesting that this is exactly what littlefinger just advised her to do...) And she’s like cool….so….do you want to be in charge now since you are the oldest living official Stark male and gender roles are apparently still a BFD up North? And he’s like can’t… I have to prophesize. Btw where’s Bae? We know as savvy viewers that he’s looking for Bae because he needs to tell him about the paternity results. 

And then he vividly describes the night she was married off to her psychopath-ex-husband who then proceeded to rape her. He keeps talking about it, too, which I guess is to prove that he can see the past but also NOT trauma-informed and not a welcome conversation. It’s weird.

We stop by Old Town which is more and more like Hogwarts every day…

Mostly because Jim Broadbent is there and because people are getting miraculously cured from turning-to-stone-diseases. Sam, Bae’s bestie, is still interning at the “maester” academy, learning to be a doctor/librarian and you’ll recall that last week he did some under-the-radar experimental surgery to treat Stoney, who happens to be one of Khaleesi’s besties. Now get this, STONEY IS CURED! The artist-formerly-known-as-Stoney is like thanks, Sam, I gotta get back to Khaleesi! And Sam’s boss is like I know you did that amateur surgery and you’re in big trouble but also good job I’m proud of you.

Our last scene is really a montage of scenes so let’s get into it…

I have to admit that even I, GoT-viewing-expert (lol), was confused and overwhelmed by this last scene. So I’ll try to break it down as clearly as I can, but bear with me. We start with Tyrion laying out the current battle plan. Since Khaleesi is pretty ticked that their ships (well technically Yara’s ships but under her direction) were all destroyed by UCP, she mentions finding UCP’s ships and burning them up. How? Well duh, she got dem dragons! It’s strange because I’m pretty sure she’s talking about riding them and commanding them while at the helm, but she never really says this clearly. And Tyrion is like no that’s too dangerous, someone else should do it. Does he mean himself? MAYBE? TBD...

But for now, let’s get into the current battle zones:

Greyworm (fresh off his recent sex scene from last week) and the rest of the “unsullied” army, were sent by Khaleesi and Tyrion to overtake T’s family home, Casterly Rock. There’s this whole montage that Tyrion helpfully narrates about how if the unsullied were to attack Casterly Rock by just popping up on the fortress, they’d be crushed since it was built so well. BUT since Tyrion used to sneak in his sex ladies and booze and other “unsavory” things through the sewer system, he knows it very well. So he instructs Greyworm and a small group to come in through the back and engage in sneak-attack-warfare. They successfully take Casterly Rock, but they’re like...that’s funny...there were supposed to be a lot more people here? And they look out to the sea where it looks like UCP’s ships are burning up all of the ships they rode in on. Which is a real bummer.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Lannister army (all the people who were missing when Greyworm and co. attacked)  led by Jaime, is shown marching on “Highgarden” which is where Grandma Tyrell (Gma) lives, apparently completely alone. Remember that Gma’s son and grandkids all got burned up in that church-explosion by QPC last season and then she decided to back Khaleesi? She also told Khaleesi not to trust Tyrion and to “be a dragon.” Gma is looking out at this whole army of Lannister dudes and is like well...IDGAF at this point, really. Important to note that Sam’s Dad (who is a major dick) and Sam’s bro (who’s actual name is Dickon) as well as Tyrion’s old pal Bronn are on the front lines with Jaime, even though last week Sam’s dad was like I could NEVER betray Gma Tyrell.

WDTSEM? Remember when QPC said she’d pay back all of her debts to the banker? Well Highgarden is famously wealthy and has lots of important exports (like grains, for example). So with Jaime and QPC in possession of all of that, as well the coffers of Casterly Rock which he says he cleared out, they can now pay them back, theoretically. Also, Highgarden is down South so now QPC and co have a stronghold down there.

Jaime meets Gma in her study for some light refreshments and death threats. Gma is like well… shoulda seen this coming. Also, did you know your sister/lover is the worst human ever? Like seriously a sociopath? And Jaime is like, oh you think she’s so bad? Well how about this? She is going to let you die from poison rather than torture- isn’t that sweet?!? And gma is like ugh whatever give me the poison, put it in my wine plz. She drinks it in one gulp and then she’s like oh, BTW, I know that Joffrey (the evil little prince dude who was poisoned and killed at his wedding to Gma’s granddaughter, Queen Makeunder) is your son cuz of incest and also, I’m the one who poisoned him. And Jaime is like maybe mad or maybe not? Maybe just surprised? Gma is like tell QPC that it was me who killed Joffrey, k? Ps I hate QPC ok bai, time to die. 

WDTSEM? For so long QPC’s only redeeming quality (as told by all of the other characters) was her love for her children. After all 3 had died, she took over the throne and started in on this crazy reign of terror. Now she has SQ captive and is torturing her for killing her daughter and with this admission, she’s also killed the person responsible for one of her son’s deaths. Will ticking off those responsible for killing her main motivation in life help her find closure or make her more of a monster? I’d guess the latter.

Now let’s break it down:

Biggest surprise this ep: The attack on Highgarden! I did not see that coming and also did not fully understand at first. The way the scene was shot, it seemed like gma was in on this invasion, but obviously she was not, as she was later killed by said invaders.

Biggest letdown: Bran was so lackluster and un-enthuz’ed about finally seeing his sister and his hometown again. It’s like we get that you have magic powers now but could you show some effort here?

Important fashion moments: Bae’s meeting-the-kween-but-I-also-have-armor-on look was pretty fly and even though she is THE WORST, I was feeling the red-witch-lady’s linen-y red scarf/cape 

Who died this ep? The Sand Queen’s daughter (the last of the “Sand Snakes”), a bunch of unsullied soldiers out at sea, and Olenna Tyrell (aka gma Tyrell) RIP. 

Check in this time next week for more LMWTV4U and thanks for reading. Tell your friends!

Correction: I’ve recently discovered that I’ve been spelling Jaime Lannister’s name wrong for my entire blog-writing career. My apologies. 

Also, you might IDGAF this but just to lay it out there, I purposefully avoid all other recaps/reviews/think-pieces about the latest episode in the time between watching the ep and writing this recap. Sometimes I will hop on to the GoT wiki page to find out a character’s name or check a fact but mostly it’s just my own notes that I reference. 

WHY AM I EVEN SAYING THIS? I often will read other recaps/reviews after writing and posting this one and I’m like OMG WE HAD THE SAME REACTION/ SAID THE SAME THING about a scene or a character. So I guess I just wanted to say that any similarities between this recap and any other recap are unintentional and coincidental. 

I know what you’re thinking: PROVE IT. Well, much like Bae trying to prove the ice zombies are real, I can’t prove it, I can only state the facts and hope that my time-worn face and honest peepers will be enough :) 

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@darkerdeariegold​ sent: ❝ since it’s you, i’m gonna let it go. ❞ ( soft starters | ACCEPTING )

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          ❝ Oh, are you? ❞ she taunted, brow raised in challenge ( though the distinct curl of crimson painted lips betrayed her amusement ). Hips swished with purpose as she sauntered forward, seeking to close the distance between them. When they were but a breath apart, she lifted a hand, circling her fingers around his tie, giving it a playful tug. ❝ I’m pretty sure we both know you can’t get enough of me, and that I could pretty much get away with murder if I batted my eyes at you long enough. ❞ Of course, Ruby was equally swayed by him, but the waitress wasn’t about to make such confessions, or point out the obvious. 

          Closing the remaining distance between them, she slotted her hips against his, draping an arm over his shoulder to keep him close. ❝ It’s cute that you think you ‘letting it go’ would have any sway over my decision to go out in this dress. Besides, I don’t wear this for anyone else. I wear it for me. And I’m perfectly capable of turning down unwanted advances ---- I’m sure you’ve witnessed it on more than one occasion. ❞ Gold’s jealousy shouldn’t have been endearing ---- and yet, Ruby found herself not repulsed by it, but almost intrigued. It spoke of carefully concealed insecurities, as though the thought of her finding someone else frightened him.

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@darkerdeariegold​ sent:  ❝ don’t mind me, just enjoying the view. ❞ ( nsfw meme | ACCEPTING )  

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          It wasn’t the first time Gold had hung around the diner after close under the guise of collecting rent, and Ruby assumed it would hardly be the last. He’d received his check from her elder, who’d disappeared into the adjoining bed and breakfast to retire for the night, leaving her granddaughter with the task of polishing off the remaining tables and closing for the evening.

          Back turned, she leaned over the last table, swiping her rag over the surface to clean it of the day’s debris, and when she righted herself, caught Gold’s unabashed stare, gaze surely having roved over her backside and now taking in the sight of an exposed abdomen and slender thighs as she faced him. Laughter bubbled in her throat, an amused curl present on crimson painted lips. ❝ You’re not discrete. ❞

          Tucked away in the corner booth, Ruby closed the distance between them, perching herself on the tabletop before him. A lean leg crossed over the other as a contemplative hum escaped her, fingertips idly drumming against the edge of the table beneath her. ❝ Know what might be fun? ❞ Mischief alighted verdant hues as she cast her gaze behind her, the blinds only partially closed, still granting passers-by a glimpse into the dimly lit restaurant. The streets were, by and large, deserted, but they would still be in full view of anyone who cared to cast a cursory glance into the establishment. ❝ Starting a few rumors. If the town isn’t already talking. ❞ Surely, a few had already caught on to the tryst, the two becoming more careless with the delicate secrecy of their affair as time passed. The thought shouldn’t have crossed her mind, potentially being found engaging in what they’d kept behind closed doors, but the waitress could hardly deny how enticing it sounded. Given how incapable both of them were of being silent during the act, they’d certainly attract some attention.

          ❝ Unless you’re not feeling daring, of course. ❞ There was a playful lilt in her tone, almost daring him to deny that he hadn’t, at least once, considered taking her on one of the diner’s tables.

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          It wasn’t nerves that caused Ruby Lucas to struggle with the sleeve of her jacket, caught ‘round her wrist in an effort to make her look foolish ( as though the article of clothing had some say in the matter ), but rather the alcohol that coursed through her after a night at the Rabbit Hole. Though she’d not drunk enough to become inebriated, there was certainly a pleasant buzz swirling about her subconscious ---- one that often accompanied her weekends at the familiar watering hole.

          It was amidst her struggle that she felt Gold’s fingers against her forearms as he attempted to aid her in ridding herself of the offending fabric, a hint of a grin finding its way across red-painted lips. There had always been something intriguing about the pawnshop owner ---- presumably the bad boy persona he seemed to exude that caught the waitress’ attention ---- and when he’d offered to shelter her for the night after a particularly troublesome spat with her overprotective Granny, Ruby found herself ill-prepared to refuse such an enticing offer ( getting away from her grandmother was paramount, and further pissing the elder off by seeking refuge with their landlord was far too perfect ).

          ❝ Gotta say, ❞ she hummed, allowing him to remove her jacket and hang it up,  ❝ Really didn’t expect you of all people to offer me a place to stay. Makes me wonder if you’re trying to figure out whether or not the rumors about me are true. ❞ There was a playful lilt to her tone, indicating Ruby was all too familiar with what the town said about her and her wiles. They were, by and large, untrue, but the waitress had never bothered to put the rumors to rest; small town gossip would run rampant, no matter what she said.

[atemyboyfriend]

@darkerdeariegold ( continued from here )

It had been a long day. Irritatingly long in fact and the planned rendezvous he’d had with Ruby that evening had - in his opinion - now been a missed opportunity. Regina had made life difficult for him as usual with her attempts to take some of the land he legally owned in the town from under his nose, citing old laws and rules that seemed to have suddenly come in to play for her benefit alone.

He’d won, of course. You don’t meddle with a lawyer, especially one as powerful as him.

What he hadn’t quite counted on was how both he and Ruby seemed to be something akin to addicted to each other. It was exciting having this secret something between them. Whilst the rest of the town hated and feared him for how he enforced his rules as landlord with an iron fist, she didn’t. Whilst so many misjudged her and thought her to be easy, he knew otherwise. They weren’t an expected pair, but they were one that worked.

Ruby had managed to acquire a key to his place a few days before after sweet talking Dove in to providing her with one. Dove was the only one to know and that had only been because he’d physically seen it when walking in to the shop one evening to provide Gold with the rent he’d collected himself that day. So when Rumple arrived home, a single light on in the living room he was certainly curious.

Entering, sure that Dove would have just dropped something off for him - he often did that - he was met by quite the image as his gaze fell on a dozing Ruby, curled up on his sofa, wearing what appeared to be one of his suit jackets and very little else. A certain treat for the eyes - and he knew it would have been quite the treat had he gotten back later - that he wished he had been able to get home earlier to see. The question of how and why she was there would be one to ask later but not now.

Instead he rubbed at his eyes and stepped closer to her, moving to grab a throw from the back of the sofa to carefully drape over her. No point letting her get cold now, was there?

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          Weaseling her way into Gold’s home had been remarkably easy ---- a quick bat of her eyelashes, a promise of a week’s worth of free breakfast at the diner and that remarkably charming smile and Dove had entrusted her with the key. Were he not in the know after having stumbled upon her and Gold engaged in a particularly heated lip-lock in the pawn shop, the task would have surely proven more difficult, and she doubted Dove would have had the gall to fall for Ruby’s usual flirtations and betray Gold if he wasn’t aware of their arrangement.

          Setting the key upon the small table near the door, Ruby made her way to his bedroom, opening his closet door so she might select one of his suit jackets to adorn. It seemed silly, surprising him at home by wearing his clothing, but there was very little doubt in the waitress’ mind that he would appreciate the sight of her: jacket opened, wearing naught beneath but a lacy red thong, perched upon his couch with a playful grin on her lips. Sifting through his suits, she finally settled on a black pinstripe jacket ---- one of her favorites on him ---- and pulled it from the hanger. Dropping it onto the bed, she began to peel off her uniform ( if her tied blouse and impossibly short shorts could be considered a ‘uniform’ ), leaving her slender frame bared, save for the thong ( which, with its see through lace, left little to the imagination as it was ). Grabbing the article of clothing, she slipped her arms into it and turned to get a look at herself in the mirror, satisfied with the result, though the shoulder were, perhaps, a touch too wide on her ---- an expected consequence of her smaller stature. Pausing, she eyed her discarded heels for but a moment before opting to slip into them, sure they would complete the look quite nicely.

          After tidying up his room, she sauntered back into the living room, settling onto the couch and casting a glance at the clock. How long she’d endured the steady tick tock of the timepiece was anyone’s guess, but eventually, she’d grown tired of waiting, toeing off her shoes so she might lay across the couch, hopeful that when he returned, the sound of the lock would grant her just enough time to wake.

          It wasn’t the sound of the lock or the door closing that had awoken her, but the weight of the blanket draped across her body that caused lids to flutter. Eyes narrowed in an attempt to focus her vision, blinking repeatedly so she might ease the sleep from them, a soft groan escaping her upon the realization that she’d royally screwed up whatever attempt at a surprise had been made. ❝ What time is it? ❞ she asked groggily, pushing herself into a sitting position. Absently, Ruby wondered if she ought to return home, or if there was still time to have a little fun and make good on her attempt at being enticing. 

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@lironandfriends liked for a starter!

🐾          When the Rabbit Hole was crowded with a particularly unsavory crowd that Ruby had no inclination to put up with, the waitress found herself in the Wolf’s Den, enjoying the more calming atmosphere and live music. Contrary to popular belief, she wasn’t always on the prowl, or looking to make some noise; sometimes, she just wanted a drink, and to wind down without having to endure constant passes by drunken idiots.

          As Liron came off the stage, the brunette shot her a grin. ❝ You’re gonna have to let me buy you a drink before the morons from the Rabbit Hole start to crowd in and swoon over you, ❞ she teased.

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@disturbxnces liked for a starter!

🐾          ❝ You’re gonna run yourself ragged if you keep this up, Emma. ❞ Storybrooke didn’t have a seedy criminal underbelly, but between taking on the position of sheriff ( and all of the nonsense noise complaints and missing dog cases that came along with it ---- with a side of the occasional murder plot, apparently ) and trying to rain her wrath down on Regina, the blonde was starting to look more and more run down. Ruby had only lasted a day in the sheriff’s station; how Emma was managing it all on her own was both a marvel and cause for concern.

          ❝ What do I have to do to convince you to take the night off, put on your best, and go out for a drink with me? ❞

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@justmilah liked for a starter!

🐾          The morning after a night out was always the absolute worst; on top of a lack of sleep ---- had she gotten an hour, or two? How was she even functional at this point? ---- and a hangover to boot, Ruby had to endure customers and force pleasantries. Some seemed more than accommodating to her plight ( contrary to popular belief, she didn’t often party until dawn, but when she did ... oof. Did she end up paying for it ), but for most, it would only provide fodder for the ( wholly untrue ---- for the most part ) rumors that circulated about her.

          Approaching Evelyn’s table, Ruby set an empty mug on the tabletop and, with a carafe full of bubbling hot coffee in the other hand, began to pour the scalding brown liquid into the mug. ❝ Long night? ❞ The nurse looked just as ragged as Ruby, though for very different reasons, she was sure.

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@bandithearted​ @mortalityrates liked for a starter!

🐾          ❝ Could you be any more obvious? ❞ That Ruby had even managed to garner Mary Margaret’s attention was a miracle in and of itself ---- the raven-haired school teacher had her gaze all but transfixed on David Nolan, and for weeks, she’d been altering her schedule just to steal lovesick glimpses of him. 

          ❝ You know, I’m ---- surprisingly ---- not a big fan of the idea of homewrecking, but ... he is awfully cute. ❞ It was an attempt at levity ---- a poor one, at that ---- and with a sigh, the brunette slid into the seat opposite Mary Margaret. ❝ But seriously, you need to be careful. Men like that? They’ll get you into trouble ---- and not the fun kind. ❞

[atemyboyfriend]

"I already regret this."

@songstressofmystery

all the sentence starters! | NOT ACCEPTING

🐾          ❝ Regret what? Having a little fun? ❞ the waitress chirped, a grin twitching at the corners of painted lips. It was unwise to play Ruby in pool, but the newcomer was unaware of the brunette’s particular skill on the billiard table. She wasn’t entirely cruel, however; once she won the other woman’s money, Ruby would have the decency to treat her to a few drinks.

[atemyboyfriend]

“I honestly don’t know if I’m hungry or horny.”

@exjailbird

FRIENDS starters | NOT ACCEPTING

🐾          ❝ I think the word you’re looking for is horngry. ❞ Arms folded across her chest, a hint of smugness playing across her features, as though she was proud of her absurd deduction. ❝Definitely a thing. I can help you with one, but I’m not entirely sure about the other.❞ Was the waitress flirting with the sheriff? Indeed, she was. Men were almost always a guarantee ( short shorts and cropped tops practically ensured advances, though they were generally unwanted ), but women tended to be hit or miss, and since Emma had come to town, Ruby hadn’t been able to pin her down.

[atemyboyfriend]

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“Did you steal a drink from the alcohol you’re bringing me Ruby?” he teased good naturedly.

Sapphire hues sparkled knowingly, “And that’s my line you know.”

🐾          ❝ Not yet, ❞ she quipped in return, setting the glass down on the tabletop in front of him. Though Ruby found pretending difficult ( not only did they have to hide their relationship ---- such as it were ---- but they were still stuck in the roles Regina had assigned them ---- even now, knowing the truth of the matter ), it was stolen moments that got her through her day.

          After casting a cursory glance around the diner, she leaned in closer, dropping her voice to a whisper. ❝ Any chance we can sneak away somewhere tonight? ❞

[atemyboyfriend]

@cosmos-of-characters ( continued from here )

“I assure you Red, you won’t lose me” He murmurs gently, calloused and scarred fingers getting lost in her wild locks of hair.  It felt like they were the only two in the world in this intimate moment; in a way they were, they were the only ones with their memories restored.

Emma had helped Graham regain his identity as the Huntsman, and he went immediately to his partner in crime.  Ruby had initially been confused at his embrace and searing kiss, but clarity came to emerald eyes when they parted.  And here they were, basking in their own little bubble with foreheads pressed together.

His free hand held her hip, whilst both of her arms hung from his neck, “You know, the fact that a kiss shared between us broke the curse over you, I think that means we’re true love”

Blue eyes crinkle in mirth as he gives Ruby a smile, “If we have learned anything from the princess and her prince; those who are true love will always find each other.  Losing me is impossible”

🐾          Red. It felt foreign to her ears, the nickname she’d earned in her younger years, when her Granny began making her wear the vibrant crimson cloak. It felt especially foreign given the realization they were perhaps the only two in town ( save Regina and Henry ) who knew of their former lives. What were they supposed to do with that information? How could they possibly continue on with the ruse, playing the parts Regina had assigned to them, when those they held dear were still trapped in that delusion?

          It mattered, how they planned to move forward with this knowledge ---- of course it did ---- but the only thing she could hold onto in that moment was him, and the fact that, despite the odds, he’d found her.

          The memories came back in flashes, bursts of moments with Graham ---- the Huntsman ---- first, slowly interspersing with other, more gut-wrenching evocations ( Peter, her mother ... ).

          In spite of the gravity of the situation, of the pain that coincided with remembering, Ruby ---- Red ---- managed a smile. ❝ I’ve always known we were true love. ❞

          And then, just as quickly as the smile had sprung to her lips, it was gone. ❝ You know as well as I do that losing you is very possible. ❞ Especially if Regina believed something was amiss; if they stepped even the slightest bit out of their roles, she would kill him. ❝ She still has your heart. One misstep and ... ❞ The brunette shook her head quickly, lids fluttering shut over pine colored hues. She didn’t want to think about the possibilities; all she could do to keep herself grounded was focus on the moment, on being there with him.

          ❝ I’ve always loved you, Graham. ❞ Voice wavered as lithe digits tangled through messy curls, the she-wolf venturing to steal another kiss, less feverish this time. The memories came along with it ---- the forest, her pack, her grandmother’s little cottage ---- but she didn’t break from the liplock.

[atemyboyfriend]

@itsmxdness liked for a starter!

🐾          Ruby walked into the tea shop much the same as she did every Saturday afternoon: with a swish of her hips and a tiredness in her eyes from the previous evenings’s dalliances ( the remnants of lack of sleep carefully erased from her features with make-up ). In spite of her late night ( early morning, technically ) at the Rabbit Hole, there was a smile on red tinted lips.

          ❝ You know the drill, Mike. ❞ Idly, she tapped a painted fingernail on the counter. ❝ Granny’s tea. ❞ A roll of verdant hues accompanied the words, a heavy sigh spilling over plush tiers. Their relationship was contentious, at best, but the brunette had no desire to dwell on that train wreck. ❝ So! ❞ she quipped, hand leaving the counter top to find purchase on her hip. ❝ Getting up to anything interesting tonight? ❞