Hello Ruffletes! Just a short snippet that I had saved while I'm working on a few bigger one shots! A few early requests that I've held onto for a while shall be posted in the next couple of days & a surprise! Muahha! Oh what fun! Be excited,you've got some good stuff coming your way! (; some s'mores i hear!

On a more important note: It has been decided, first, THANK YOU to all of you who have cast your votes for the next set of stories! It looks like we shall be having what I'd like to call the "12 Days of Outlaw Queen Christmas AU's!" I'm going to try and post a new one ever 2 days in order to get them out before Christmas! SO LEAVE COMMENTS WITH YOUR OQ AU PROMPTS! AND... It looks like Sir Dimples shall be becoming it's own mini series fic! HORRAY! Since there is so much love and support for those one shots, (thank you, I really love DimplesQueen so much!) I really want to do this mini series well, so I shall still be taking your requests as they give me so many ideas to write! And I shall be making a completely separate fic titled: Sir Dimples Adventures with the Queen, and reposting the chapters that I have in this fic before posting new ones to make it easy to read... However, here's the catch - I shall be sending out the first new Sir Dimples chapter AFTER the mid season finale! Thanks to those for the idea to make it the hiatus fanfic filler!

So there is some time to wait, but I proisme you, you have some good things to look forward to! Oh I can barely contain my excitement! This is going to be so much fun! Much love as always, Ruffles!

prompt: robin & regina morning fluff!

It was before.

Before all of the mess and pain. Before everything about the little world that they had created came crashing in. Before, when they were happy, and all was right.

Regina woke up, rolling over in the warn bed to face the sleeping man next to her.

He was gorgeous. His skin touched by the sun that had been shining down on the little town of Storybrooke for the past week.

Her eyes followed the faint scar that cut through his mid section. The contrast of the light pink flesh to tan skin sent a shiver through her. She reached out tracing it with her index finger, lightly as to not wake him. She could still remember the day in which he had received it.

It had been back in the Enchanted Forest. Back when he had saved her from the attack from Zelena's simian army. Back, before she even had a clue how much she would fall for this man. He had gone after the winged beasts, the one that had attacked her, chasing it down, shooting it to the ground. He proceeded to nail the beast, the demonic monkey swinging its claws around wildly in pain. She had watched as he was impaled by the long talons at the ends of the beasts hands, slicing through the thief like he was melted butter. They had only just met moments before, but she had screamed like she would over someone she had known all of her life. Feeling her heart muscles tense at the sight of the injured man she had cast a fireball, disintegrating the beast into nothing more than a pile of ash. She rushed to the man who was lying an a heap on the forest floor. There had been blood, so much blood. He was bleeding profusely, his blood mixed with the beasts, rushing everywhere and she couldn't take it. She healed him, using up the remaining fragments of her magic before collapsing down in the dirt beside him.

She followed the jagged line that she knew so well, from his sternum down to where it dissapeared under the blankets at his navel, subconsciously.

It had been Snow who had found them. Lying down in the dirt, her arms wrapped around him as if maybe her embrace could keep him together. And she had. No one knew how he made it. The healers had said that it was nothing short of a miracle that he had lived what with all of the blood he had lost.

From that day on she had kept an eye on the theif. Yes, they had bickered, mostly throwing harmless jabs, only swearing at each other occasionally. But she had watched him. If he ever began to show signs of pain she would be there, at his side, ready to save him.

At the time she couldn't answer why, but she knew, somehow she had always known that there was something different about the outlaw. About Robin.

It wasn't until recently actually, when she first saw his tattoo in her sisters small shack that she figured out why.

She had initially run away, scared to go after him. Scared to dig up scars of the past. Regret and dispare over the life she had lost. But he had persisted, continuing to follow after her. Making it harder and harder for her to deny him.

When she had finally given in to the feelings she had been feeling for him she found herself experience the most freeing and exhilarating of feelings.

It had been a few weeks since then. She knew that she loved him but she wasn't confident enough to say it. If his eyes were any indication, she was pretty sure that Robin loved her back. But still. She had been hurt to many times, she really didn't have it in her to risk being hurt by the man who she had come to care for after she thought she would never be able to care again.

So she hadn't said it. Rather she choose to run her hands down his toned abs through the light dusting of chest hair.

He really was beautiful, even more so when he slept as it got rid of all of the worry lines he wore on his face everyday. For Roland, for his Men, and now, for her.

She stared at his beautifully relaxed face. He was perfect. She had fallen for him and she knew nothing would change that.

leave a comment with your AU requests for the '12 Days of Outlaw Queen AU's' ! and feel free to tweet with the #12daysofOQ , as I shall be tweeting the updates there! much love x