I’m going to sleep and hopefully I’ll never wake up.

And then the doors at the far end of the BALLROOM fly open. Entering, wearing a flowing black gown, is… THE EVIL QUEEN. But this queen isn’t the hunched hag we remember from fairy tale lore. She’s BEAUTIFUL — yet terrifying. She carries herself with casual menace as she strides up the aisle toward the dais. Those assembled GASP in fear, parting like the red sea, lest her gaze fall upon them. (x)

fxrum:

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       ❛   you speak as though you
            believe i’m actually going
            to                     
listen.  

         What a mistake to make, dear. 
         Disobedience doesn’t bode well
         in my town.

alanaxbloom:

                      
       
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“ –– It does matter. It matters to me.
I won’t push you into confiding into me
but I’m here…
As a friend if you need one.”

      There’s a lot to this town 
      that you wouldn’t understand,
      Alana. There’s a lot about 
      my life that I haven’t told you. 
      Just —— leave, please, I’m 
      suddenly quite tired.

lipsoftheredrose:

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            “Your hand is on fire! Doesn’t it hurt?!”

      Hurt? Oh no. It’s quite lovely, actually. 
      I think of it as a sort of…glove. A snug 
      warmth against your palm.❞

If they had a kid…

  • Name:
  • Gender:
  • General appearance:
  • Personality:
  • Special talents:
  • Who they like better:
  • Who they take after more:
  • Personal headcanon:
  • Face claim:

alanaxbloom:

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“ –– Your need to please others?
Who are these others?
I can promise you that pleasing me 
isn’t required, Regina.”

       Just forget about it, okay
       It doesn’t matter. My life
       is much more complicated
       than you could ever imagine.
                      
       

   Huh. Now would you look at that?

alanaxbloom:

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“ –– Such as?”

          I don’t know exactly. I’m socially 
          awkward, I guess. My need to please
          others results in these awkward situations.

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