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Title: The Perfect Apple
Author: Hollie47
Word Count: 805
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Pairing: Ruby Lucas/Regina Mills
Summary: There is something about Ruby that Regina is drawn to, and she wants to be the person that makes her smile.
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#redqueen#red queen#redqueen ouat#red queen ouat#regina mills#ruby lucas#ouat#ruby x regina#regina x ruby#femslash february
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OUAT fandom
Any redqueen or swanqueen prompts?
#swan queen#redqueen#redswanqueen#ouat#i miss the fandom so...give me some prompts pls and thank you
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Swim = Conditionally ship/You don't really care for but won't shy away from
#ship sink or swim#[sss]#red queen#once upon a time#ouat#regina mills#the evil queen#ouat regina#red riding hood#ouat ruby#werewolf#RedQueen#regina x ruby#ruby x regina#regina x red#red x regina
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anyone have some good old regina centric hurt/comfort fics? legit any ship will do, just want some gut wrenching stories about my girl
#regina mills#once upon a time#ouat#ouat fanfiction#swanqueen#dragonqueen#redqueen#outlawqueen#as long as it has queen tbh#regina centric fics have so much untapped potential#i however will not be the one tapping into them#because im lazy#yall need to tho#pls
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redqueen art
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Hello. You are truly the queen of all things Ruby Lucas.
I was hoping you or one of your fellow Ruby stans can help me find a Regina/Red ficlet.
Regina is pregnant with Ruby’s child. During a full moon she has trouble sleeping as the baby is restless. She goes outside and the baby calms in the moonlight. Ruby returns from prowling the woods to find Regina basking in the moonlight. They make love outside before returning to bed with Regina draped in Ruby’s cape so she can sleep.
Does that sound familiar? I’ve gone through the few redqueen fics on ao3 and can’t find it. I’m beginning to think I dreamt it.
THE RUBY SIGNAL! I MUST ASNWER IT! 🏃♀️🐺
Hmmmm. Let's see... I don't think I've personally read anything like this, so I have no memory of a fic that could resemble it. But a quick AO3 search using the character filters and the word "pregnancy" returned these two stories:
Absolutely Ridiculous by purrpickle
Golden sails across the sky by thegirl20
If none of those are it, the case could then be:
the author missed the tags that would help us find the story;
you read it in another language and the search needs different filters;
it's a tumblr fic, which is harder to track (have you tried @foxofthedesert? they're known for writing INSANELY GOOD fics on tumblr posts — I am never to blame for any of those, never);
it's on another site. Is FF.net still a thing? good luck;
it has, sadly, been deleted. rest in peace, Red Queen Baby;
it was indeed all a dream and you should see it as a higher calling to write the story yourself.
I'm sorry I couldn't be of more help.
Hopefully my OUAT buddies can help you!
#red queen#red queen ouat#ruby lucas#regina mills#tagging it so it will help#forgive me for misusing the tag system just this once
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are you still into redqueen and regina mills? x
Hi anon. I am in the sense that I always have a place in my heart for my ships and fave characters, but I don't actively take part in the fandom anymore. Haven't written any OUAT stuff for literally years now.
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This is my fic for @thekingisagirl
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how is regina shippable with literally everyone
#once upon a time#ouat#regina mills#HOW#she has chemistry with anyone xhdkshsdjd#there's swanqueen#dragonqueen#outlawqueen#stablequeen#evilcharming#snowqueen#redqueen#goldenqueen#fairy queen?#is that regina and tinker bell's ship name?#what's kathryn and regina's ship name?#princessqueen????#those are the only ships i can think of rn#well there's also hookedqueen but no thank you#my personal fav is dragonqueen#it's mainly because kristin bauer plays maleficent and lana wanted to kiss her#anyways swanqueen is a close second
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these parallels will always destroy me.
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Prompt Writing
“What the hell is that!?”
“It’s umm…it’s a dog.”
“Yes I know what it is! What I want to know is why is it in our kitchen!?”
Regina was tiered. She wanted to wind down from a long day with a big glass of wine, but when she walked into the kitchen she was instantly convinced that no glass in the world would be big enough for the conversation she was about to have.
“What the hell is that?”
"It’s umm… it’s a dog.” Ruby said tuning toward her
“Yes I know what it is! What I want to know is why is it in our kitchen!?”
“Erm..I’m making him dinner?” Regina could see the whole chicken on the chopping board.
“It has 3 heads Ruby.” She was trying her hardest to stay calm. Ruby reacted very sensitive to what she called Regina’s “angry face voice”
“Yeah, see, when you said what the hell, you weren’t that far off…”
“Ruby Cordelia Lucas!” She was done trying!
“You know that’s not my middle name I mean you made the-”
“Explain yourself now!” she yelled seeing the puppy lie his heads on the ground and begin to whine.
“Okay. OKAY. So you remember when Snow helped Hercules callously murder Cerberus. Because apparently animals are only important when they're mice and bluebirds? Like, she could have totally just used her princess powers and-”
“Are you telling me that you literally brought a hell hound into my freshly renovated kitchen?” Regina said cutting her off. This was not Snow’s fault. For once.
“I’d say it was more of a hell puppy.”
“Ruby, I want you ask you- just bare with me. I’m reasonably attractive right?”
“I’d drink your bath water.”
“So you love me?”
“Very much!”
“And I am nice to you?”
“Usually…”
“Than…Why? Why are you doing this to me?”
Ruby picked up the fluffy, red eyed puppy with an ease like only a werewolf could and held him in front of her face.
“Just look how cute he is!Please Regina” She said muffled by fur.
All heads were drooling with tongues handing out.
“It does not sleep in our bed!” she said storming off into the wine cellar.
Glasses were for women whose girlfriends didn’t bring home supernatural strays.
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Thanks to @goosin-around for the prompt! I haven't written Red Queen in a while and it was nice to go back to them.
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RedQueen & Mythology Part 2
Hey, @loudestdork, guess what? Here I am again, this time at 4 am, because your fucking glorious manip has me obsessing over this brilliant little universe where Regina and Ruby are Hades and Persephone. I don’t know whether I should love you or hate you for fueling this hopeless addiction.
While I decide about that, you can read the latest installment. I can’t promise any more but holy shit there are so many ideas to play with. Hope you enjoy it you absolutely magnificent enabler!
Also, please forgive the song insert at the end. It has long been an earworm and this was the perfect ficlet, IMHO anyway, to use it in. The song is “Listen To The Wind” by James Horner (one of my most favorite film composers and I was utterly devastated when he passed) for the Terrence Malick film The New World. The whole score is incredible, but this one in addition to “An Apparition in the Fields...” are the standouts for me. I’ll post the URL to the referenced song after the ficlet. Give it a listen if you are a James Horner fan or a connoisseur of film scores in general.
“Would you please stop? Your needless fretting is tying my stomach into knots.”
Clutching the sheets to her bare chest, Ruby observes her spouse’s restless pacing as anxiety crawls up her spine. She hates this time of year – a twist of fate she could never have predicted when she was a maiden free to roam the Earth at her leisure.
Before she was married there were no seasons. The land was healthy and green year around. Birds and butterflies and wolves, her very favorite animal, flocked to her side, forgetting their natural impulses in the presence of Ceres Eugenia’s progeny. Ruby always had an affinity for animals and had always felt as if she were a part of their various cycles. When younglings were born she rejoiced in song and danced in celebration, and when they perished she mourned as if having lost a member of her family.
Common sense should therefore dictate that she prefer spring over autumn if only to spare herself the grief of watching the whole world die year after year in endless repetition. And yet nothing could be further from the truth. Already a thousand years have passed since she struck the eternal bargain with Jovia Zelena to bind her to Dīs. A thousand years she has observed the flora and fauna endure the frigid snows and gales of winter. A thousand years she has buried her four-legged friends in the frosty loam and held vigil over millions upon millions of trees and flowers and insects alike as they struggled, often fruitlessly, against the remorseless cold intent upon feeding the insatiable engine of death. She has cried enough tears in that millennium to replenish both the Mediterranean and Aegean were they to succumb to a terminal drought and still she would rather endure another rather than spend the coming six months away from her beloved.
Speaking of Regina, as she stops abruptly and swirls around, Ruby can’t help but notice that her sheen toga clings wonderfully to her curves and that the part in the garment has separated to reveal nearly the whole length of a shapely leg her lips long to taste. Eyes blazing, hands on her hips, raven hair spilling over her shoulders, Regina cuts such an impressive and irresistibly handsome figure that Ruby can hardly keep herself from drooling. And how very embarrassing that would be!
Not for the first time, she silently contemplates how anyone with functioning vision and a shred of reason could choose Venus as the fairest of them all. Lips red as the rose, hair black as ebony, and skin white as snow; surely Ruby’s closest childhood friend possessed all of those physical virtues and more, yet even Venus Mater Caelesti – known to those who lover her as Nix Alba (or in the common tongue Snow White) – failed to compare with the banished goddess that all with breath either feared or loathed.
In the vaulted halls of Olympos they derisively referred to the ruler of the Underworld as Regina a Malo, the Evil Queen. But to Ruby she will forever be Regina in Corde Meo, the Queen of My Heart.
Survival for half the year without the sovereign owner of her love and devotion is a torture so unbearable that the Deam Optimus Maximus is no doubt thrilled that her faux attempt at leniency was failing so spectacularly. Were it not for the unyielding support of her mother and Snow, she cannot imagine how she would even function.
True Love, as it turns out, is not only a source of unimaginable happiness but also of indescribable misery.
“Needless fretting?” Regina says, responding to Ruby’s request in a less than accommodating tone. “In less than a fortnight you will leave me once again to the mercy of my imaginations. I can do nothing else but fret when you are not by my side! Beyond the borders of Dīs I cannot protect you, cannot watch over you, cannot...”
“Hover like a mother hen over her chicks?” Ruby supplies, interrupting in an attempt to forestall her wife’s spiraling descent lest she succumb to one of her abyssal depressions.
There is scarcely anything to be done when the darkness has taken hold of Regina in earnest. In such instances, Ruby does what she can to provide whatever comfort her ailing partner will accept. Usually space and time are required for Regina to wrestle off the impossibly heavy blanket of sadness that has engulfed her. But sometimes she lets Ruby sing to her until the fog lifts or hold her hand while they go for a walk through the Fields of Gladness or the Blessed Groves. When the despair becomes too much, Regina will curl into Ruby’s body while they lie abed and it is all she can do during those evenings to keep from empathetically sobbing as her beloved trembles miserably in her arms.
Thankfully Ruby has discovered through trial and error that humor is a method of dispelling Regina’s souring moods that is effective more often than not.
“I resent that comparison,” Regina says, brows furrowed in objection. Ruby breathes a sigh of relief, though, when her shoulders relax into a more neutral posture. “For your information I am nothing like your disgustingly virtuous mother, and I’ll thank you not to imply such again any time in the near future.”
“Aww. Don’t be cross, love. I meant no disrespect,” Ruby says, then invitingly pats the empty space beside her. “Now, be a good girl and come back to bed.”
One sable eyebrow quirks up as Regina eyes Ruby with a small grain of incredulity. “’A good girl’? Do you address Zelena with such remarkable insouciance when you deliver your annual report?”
Said report is part of the deal with the chief goddess Ruby acquiesced to so that she could have six months of the year with Regina instead of the originally intended three. Her first destination each spring is Mytikas, the summit of Mount Olympus upon which the great temple of the gods was erected eons before she was even born. There she is to give account of Regina’s activities, however benign, as assurance that Zelena’s grasp on power remains uncontested. It is a distasteful duty that Ruby executes with all of the precision she can muster, especially since it always makes her feel dirty, as if she is being employed against her will as a spy in her own wife’s domain.
“Of course not, silly,” she replies, smiling at how cute Regina is when acting absolutely ridiculous. “I try to keep interactions with your sister to a minimum, and when I report to her I make sure to maintain the proper formality she most certainly does not deserve. Now stop beating around the bush and come to bed. As you said, I have a fortnight left with you and I do not intend on wasting even one minute.”
When Regina remains mulishly still, Ruby switches to a tried and tactic: batting her eyelashes and pouting shamelessly. To her delight, Regina caves within seconds and responds with an affectionate if not exasperated roll of her eyes.
Once they are settled back in together, Ruby’s back nestled flush with Regina’s front, they both heave sighs of contented pleasure. An easy, familiar silence reigns over them for a space that Ruby does not care to account for. Not when the only thing she needs and desires is right here in this room holding her just right, nuzzling into her cheek and neck in between pressing patient kisses against the skin of her shoulder and arm.
This is her home, Regina is her home, and there is no other place where she feels more safe and loved and cherished in all the universe, which has garnered a fair few questions as to her sanity when she has admitted as such to her friends and loved ones in the planes above Dīs. Some of them have been so bold as to declare to her face that she is insane.
“If that’s true,” she told one such acquaintance, “then sanity is not for me. Better to be deranged and blissfully happy than a sensible busybody like you who will never experience real love or understand how it feels to be desired for your heart instead of your tits!”
That particular individual has not spoken to Ruby since, not that it is a big loss. Drizella always was and always will be a vacuous hussy.
“What am I to do when you’re gone?”
Regina’s plaintive whisper shatters the silence as if she had screamed. Ruby’s heart lurches from a pang of acute melancholy. She already knows the answer to that question, and has since it was first asked a thousand years earlier.
While Ruby cries herself to sleep upon her plush bed in the Aventine Temple, Regina will be working herself ragged by micromanaging every last operational detail of the entire realm. She will spend countless hours draped in thick furs brooding upon her throne while being buffeted by cutting winds that sweep through corridors and hallways of the palace – for while above the spring breeds balmy, gentle breezes, in the Underworld the atmosphere turns ever more frigid and capricious and violent in tune with the temperament of its ruler. Against all logic she will refuse nourishment far too frequently and eat meager portions only when necessary, forego rest until she is too haggard and weary to perform even basic functions, harshly dismiss all attempts to lighten her load until the majority of the staff is too frightened to even approach her, and generally wear herself down until all that is left is an exhausted husk that Ruby will have to revitalize all over again come the fall.
She hates that her beloved will segregate herself to such a degree, but there is little she can do to prevent it. The Laws of Olympus cannot be broken, not even by those who decree them. However, that does not mean they cannot be bent. She may be forbidden to physically see and touch Regina during her time on the surface, but the laws Zelena established dictating their separation make no mention of the metaphysical.
Although eternal beings such as themselves do not require sleep, it is a luxury that provides many physical, emotional, and mental benefits. For them, though, something unique occurs when they are asleep at the same time. Somnus himself had taught her that they are what mortals refer to as Soul Mates. They are, he had told her, two halves of one whole and because of that no force known to heaven or earth could keep them completely isolated from one another. Space and time are irrelevant to them when they can bridge any distance to be reunited in their dreams. Unfortunately learning how to control this ability was quite complex and required many secretive lessons over the centuries for Ruby to even summon the most simple of dreamscapes for herself.
Thankfully this past summer she had at last managed to recreate the broader forest in which she and Regina first met. And tonight she was going to draw them both there as indisputable proof that there was a place beyond prying eyes they could always be together.
“Close your eyes.”
“I bet your pardon?” Regina replies, and when she attempts to prop herself up by an elbow, Ruby latches on to her arm to keep her close.
“For once do what I say without being difficult, would you please? I need you to hold me and close your eyes.”
For a long moment Regina does not comply, and though it starts to appear like she never will, Ruby continues waiting all the same. She is very good at that – waiting on Regina. In her experience, doing so never goes without reward. The woman may be more intractable and ornery than the hound that guards the gates of her dominion, but she is worth the expense of every single second of patience expended and every last ounce of effort exhausted on her behalf.
As if determined to prove her correct, Regina eventually settles back down and snakes an arms beneath the covers to wind over Ruby’s waist. A cool hand then settles in the valley of her breasts, fingers splayed wide over her heart, and Ruby shivers more in response to the welcome touch than to the algid temperature of her wife’s flesh.
“Alright then,” Ruby says, wiggling further into the embrace, “are your eyes closed?” Regina hums confirmation into the shell of Ruby’s ear. “Now, just relax, breathe, and listen...”
And when all is still and quiet once more she begins to sing:
“Time is a river that flows endlessly and A life is a whisper, a kiss in a dream.
Shadows dance behind the firelight,
And all the spirits of the night remind us: We are not alone.
Tomorrow, a sun soon rising, And yesterday is there beside us,
And it's never far away.
If you listen to the wind you can hear me again.
Even when I'm gone you can still hear the song
High up in the trees as it moves through the leaves.
Listen to the wind, there's no end to my
Love is forever a circle unbroken.
The seasons keep changing; it always remains.
Spring will melt the snows of winter and the summer gives us days of light
So long till autumn makes them fade.
Remember the sound of laughter. We ran together through the meadows;
Still we thought our hearts could break.
If you listen to the wind, you can hear me again.
Even when I'm gone you can still hear the song
High up in the trees as it moves through the leaves.
Listen to the wind and I'll send you my love.
Listen to the wind where the sky meets the land.
I'm not really gone I've been here all along
High up in the trees in the sound of the leaves.
Listen to the wind there's no end to my...
Time is a river that flows to the sea
And a life is a whisper, a kiss in a dream.”
As the song draws to an end, there is no sound or movement from Regina save from her steady breathing, by which Ruby can tell she is fast asleep. With a soft, peaceful smile, she shutters her eyelids closed and inhales deeply.
By the time she has fully exhaled, she is already kissing Regina in their meadow.
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#red queen ouat#regina mills#ruby lucas#once upon a time#fanfic#hades and persephone myth#starring james horner's amazing music#gift for:#loudestdork#KEEP REDQUEEN ALIVE Y'ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Feeding the crap out of my brain so I can think up need and exciting ways to improve Queen of the Underworld my rollercoaster of an AU where Regina is in fact still "the worst" bad girl alongside Maleficent and Red.
Fanfiction.net link to Queen of the Underworld
Updates!
3/6 Chapters updated
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No Biting
Ok, I am super rusty at writing and haven't done so in a very long time. I wrote this on my cell phone so please don't judge the typos or grammar too hard.
“Now what did we talk about the last time you tried to do that?” Regina said raising a perfectly sculpted eyebrow at Red.
“That I would have to be put in restraints if I couldn’t be a good girl.” She huffed back.
“Exactly dear, not that I wouldn’t enjoy your biting, believe me I would, but I do not want to become a wolf either.”
Red bit her lower lip and looked away from her lover. “Hey, how about those restraints? Hmmm…… I know that is the only reason that you tried biting me. You love it when I have you all tied up and begging me for more.” Regina cooed in her partners ear letting her know all was forgiven and then tugging her ear lobe with her teeth.
Red hummed with approval and said “If I can’t use my teeth neither can you, your majesty. Play by the rules your you get punished as well.”
“Yes, of course dear. You're right, it's only fair that I follow the same rules as you.” She said with love and adoration. She knew how self conscious Red was about being the wolf and wanted to show her that she loved her no matter what.
"Now would you rather the handcuffs that I took from the sheriff's station or the leather bindings from the stables?" Regina asked running her hands down the length of Red's lithe body.
The wolf could barely think with the attention that her body was being given. She studdered out her answer when Regina held her by the chin to look into her eyes. "The le-leather, please."
"Very well dear, I hope you learn your lesson." Regina smirked as she pulled out the leather straps. She also made a large hook appear in the middle of the room where Red would hang ever so nicely.
"You're going to hang there and be a good girl while I have my way with you, yes?" Regina said as she moved around Red to admire her backside.
"Yes, your majesty. I will do as you say, nothing more, nothing less." Red was very aware of this game they played and what it would take to get Regina to the point of no return.
"Good, now I want to check in before we really start. Color?" Regina was always so careful when it came to unorthodox sex and never wanted anyone to feel as though they had no say in what she did to their bodies.
"Green" Red husked. Very wet and ready for whatever Regina had in store for her. Her heart was racing and she could feel the blood rushing to the epitome of what would soon be so much pleasure.
"OK then, we need to get you on that hook." Regina whispered in Red's ear. She took her lover by the hand and walked her over to the hook slowly knowing that the added anticipation would make things so much better. The hook lowered so Red could place the leather strap over it and then slowly ascended.
Red was left dangling with just the balls of her feet touching the floor. "My dear, you look so incredibly tantalizing like this." Regina said and then ran her tounge down Red's neck to her collarbone.
"Anything for you your Majesty." Red said in return hoping that Regina would touch her soon. She was not disappointed in the least bit. Regina was worked up herself and having a hard time keeping herself under control.
Suddenly Regina took one of Red's nipples into her mouth and swirled her tounge around it. Knowing their no biting agreement she put as much pressure as she could with her lips around the stiffening peak. She rolled Red's other nipple in between her dexterous fingers making Red moan loudly.
Regina had her way with Red's breast until she was fully sure that the wolf might squirm out of the leather straps holding her in place. "Now, now my dear, let's not get carried away with ourselves just yet." Regina said as she walked over to her dresser and pulled out some nipple clamps.
"Let's make sure you get the most pleasure out of this pain." she said as she open and closed the clamps around Red's nipples. "Color?" she asked again to ensure that this was okay to do.
"Green definitely green" was Red's response as she threw her head back.
This gave Regina the opportunity to get down on her knees and pull Red close. She kissed her abdomen moving downward with fervently. She was now getting impatient with the game she knew she started.
She had Red whimpering, dangling, and willing to do anything she wanted. So she gave all she had to the wolf. Pulled her forward and lifted her legs over her shoulder. The first swipe her tounge took was immaculate.
Red bucked into her mouth and Regina hummed at how good Red tasted. She didn't want Red to have to wait any longer for being such a good girl for her. She moved her tounge from Red's entrance to her clit. Back and forth, to and fro, over and over. Red was a wild mess and Regina had to hold her hips to try and keep her as still as possible.
Red was on the edge and Regina knew it. She pushed two fingers inside of her hitting the spongy spot that she knew so well. Red screamed in pleasure everytime it was done. Inch by inch she got closer to her climax. Regina knew her body so well and could take care of her like no other.
As Red was finally pushed over the edge Regina removed the nipple clamps with her magic making Red's orgasm so much more powerful.
Regina lowered the hook so far that she had Red laying in her lap. Holding her Regina asked "Would you like me to draw you a bath my love?" knowing how hard it was for Red to hang like that for so long.
"Mmmm, yes please." was all that Red could say as she snuggled up to Regina. With a poof a hot bath was drawn and Red and Regina were both in the bathtub.
Regina was bathing Red and massaging her shoulders. When she said it. "I love you Red, will you marry me? You are the only person in the world that understands me and my darkside. You have always stuck beside me. I want you forever at my side."
Red was stunned, but hoped that this day would come. "Absolutely yes." Finally they would have their happy ending.
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inspired by like every redqueen fic ive found on ao3, drew the love child of the grabby heart lady and the canine wonder
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