#regina mills fanfic

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"they don't know about us"

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[4nju]

finished my season 3 rewatch and couldn't help myself

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Title: Lucky Stars [Fan art] Link: Click Here To View and Comment Artist: jaaliyah Find them on: -Twitter: emmasuglyjacket -Tumblr: theonlylittlegoose

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Title: Thank Your Lucky Stars Link: Click Here To View and Comment Author: Butimachrldr2 Find them on: -Twitter: -Tumblr: Rating: Teen and Up Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply Words: 22k Summary: SwanQueen Super Nova IX Entry - inspired by this year’s title. jaaliyah created the amazing artwork for this story. Luck in its many forms leads Emma down the road of self discovery. Disclaimer: I do not own Once Upon a Time nor the original characters from the show.

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[swanimagines]

Please can I ask for an once upon a time gif imagine: trying to go on a nice normal date with Regina, but some trouble or another always interrupts? Thank you!

WORTH IT

Once upon a time, you managed to do the impossible: manage to capture the heart of Regina Mills herself. It took a lot of persuasion (and maybe a little bit of Henry acting as your cheerleader), but eventually, she agreed.

Your first official date was supposed to be simple and ordinary — a dinner at Granny's, followed by a walk in the park. Regina had even promised to keep her Mayor voice at bay for the evening.

“I’ll leave my work behind at the office for once,” she had promised and smirked when you were fetching her from her door.

But of course, this was Storybrooke, and something was always up. And it felt like even more was up just for your date, whatever you did, whenever you arranged it.

So the first time, you sat at the diner with your meals, chatting and you were just about to cut into your burger, when the door clinked and you could tell by Regina’s expression that it was someone she did not want to see right now.

And sure enough, when you turned around, you met Emma’s eyes. Regina and her were friends nowadays, sure, but situations like these visibly reminded Regina of when she couldn’t stand the blonde.

“Regina!” Emma called, making a beeline for your table. “We’ve got a situation.”

Regina didn’t even look at her when she crossed her hands, placing her chin on top of them. “Of course we do,” she muttered.

You looked at Emma. “Can it wait? We’re kind of in the middle of something here.”

Emma hesitated,glancing at Regina again and then back at you. “I hate to break up… your date, or whatever this is, but there’s a rogue dragon in the forest. Looks like Maleficent’s hatchling got loose.”

Regina was quiet, visibly clenching her jaw before she glared at Emma. “A rogue dragon? And it just so happened to emerge now?”

Emma grimaced. “Well, not exactly. I thought I could handle it because I know you’re… busy, but it’s, uh… bigger than I expected.”

Regina pinched the bridge of her nose, letting out a long sigh, and you could basically hear her thoughts about regretting she ever left her Evil Queen days behind on that moment. She raised her gaze to you.

“I’m sorry,” she murmured. “But you know how this town is.”

You gave her a small smile. “It’s okay, go save Storybrooke. We can go on a date another time.”

Regina’s lips twitched upward, before she stood up. “You’re lucky I don’t still have a dungeon, Swan. Let’s go.”

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It took a week before you were able to schedule another date with Regina after the dragon episode. This time you made a plan you thought was smart: no public places, and no telling anyone where you are going, only that you’re on a date. If some major trouble would come up, you’d likely hear it. But Regina didn’t want to be bothered by something that others would be able to handle — well, the dragon episode was something she actually needed to handle, but she said anything less than that wasn’t worth her time while she was with you.

So you set up a picnic by a beautiful pond Regina had found some years ago. She had used to come here with Henry back when Henry was a toddler, and for a while you honestly believed that the second time did the charm this time.

But then, rustling. You both turned to look at the direction, but the rustling stopped the moment you did.

“It’s probably a squirrel,” you suggested, and Regina sighed.

“It’d better be.”

More rustling, now much louder, along with some big branches moving. You turned to look at the sight again, and you thought for a moment. “A swarm of squirrels?”

Regina gave you a flat look. "A swarm of squirrels? Really?"

Before you could retort, a few curses were heard and Leroy emerged, who was covered in leaves, dirt, and something sticky.

"Regina!" he hollered as he almost tripped over his feet. "We’ve got a big problem!"

Regina stood abruptly, her hand already raised as if she were seconds away from turning the dwarf into something she would be able to squish. "Leroy," she grumbled. "This had better be life or death."

"It is! There’s a–" He paused, glancing at you with a sheepish expression. "Uh, sorry to interrupt your little picnic thingy, but there’s a bear loose in the woods. And it’s angry."

You blinked. “A bear? Why would a bear be–”

“It’s been enchanted!” Leroy cut in. “Probably by one of them leftover cursed objects. It’s tearing through everything! We need Regina before it smashes up the tavern!”

Regina groaned, turning to look at you before she muttered, “How did he even find us?”

You shrugged, but then some of Leroy’s brothers emerged from the bushes as well. “Well, dwarves are generally good at tracking, even when Leroy isn’t.”

“Your Majesty, please,” Doc mumbled. “Some of the townsfolk want to shoot the bear, but Snow believes it may be one of us.”

Regina finally nodded, standing up and you shrugged before starting to gather the food back into the basket. “I guess that third time will do the charm.”

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The third attempt at a date was the result of careful planning, and there would be no chance of distractions. Or so Regina vowed, anyway.

“Absolutely no one knows where we’re going this time,” she had promised you as she fixed her coat. “The whole town should be asleep, and there hasn’t been major problems where I'd bee needed at nighttime in years."

This time, she suggested something you thought was genius, a late evening stargazing trip to a hilltop outside of town. She even made a few magical barriers to ensure privacy. There was absolutely no way you could be interrupted by anyone. Just you, her, and the stars.

It was magical. You brought a plush blanket to sit on and that same basket you had last time around. Even the sky was clear for stargazing.

“This might actually work,” you sighed contentedly as you took a bite of your muffin, leaning against her shoulder.

Regina chuckled, carefully taking your hand. “It better. If we’re interrupted again, I may just turn the entire town into frogs.”

You laughed, imagining frogs somehow looking like Leroy and Ruby hopping around Storybrooke. “I’d pay to see that.”

But of course, everything was too perfect, and you both sensed it, something was going to happen. But you still tried to brush it off as nervousness, and nudged Regina who seemed to sense the air shifting too. “Relax. You put up those magical barriers for a reason, right? Nothing’s going to–”

And at that moment, the ground shook and the muffin tumbled from your hand, rolling down the hill. Footsteps of something big, you realised, and were almost scared to look behind you when Regina stood up.

Regina scoffed as a large shadow neared you from behind the trees. “You were saying?”

“Is this town cursed or something?” you muttered under your breath. “Why is there always a crisis?”

Regina watched as the ogre pounded on the barrier. “I wouldn’t rule it out, a curse that always flares up when it sees us on a date.”

You looked at the ogre, roaring and pushing on the barrier. “It can’t make its way through, right?”

“Well, I’m forced to let it get through because it’s either me taking it down or it will make its way to Storybrooke. But it can’t see us yet, so I have an upper hand on it. This won’t take long.”

And sure enough, the ogre was soon subdued and knocked out on the ground, and Regina wiped her forehead. “I swear, the universe is against us.”

You smiled, resting your chin on her shoulder as you hugged her from behind. “Well, we just need to prove the universe wrong, then.”

Regina glanced at you, and then took a look at your picnic spread that had toppled over from the fight and the ground shaking. “This picnic seems to be ruined at least.

“Fourth time says the charm?” you chuckled, but you both knew it most likely would end up like all the others up to now.

“You still want to keep trying?” she asked.

You shrugged. “Well, even if it’s just ten minutes, it’s still a date, somewhat. And every moment spent with you is worth it.”

Regina’s cheeks tinted pink at that, and you grinned, kissing her cheek before you started cleaning the mess of what used to be your picnic.

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[mxxncxven03]

Hear me out...EF AU where Emma's a princess sent to the Evil Queen's palace so she can find her a suitable husband but the Queen ends up desiring Emma and asking the princess to marry her instead.

EXCEPT, the Queen asks for a loveless marriage, as love is a weakness she just can't afford. Emma agrees because listen, better to marry the Queen and avoid a tedious life with a husband she's not attracted to (she's gay) and will probably hit her or treat her poorly. So they settle on a loveless, arranged marriage where they agree they both can have lovers if they so desire.

BUT, to not fall in love with the Queen, Emma becomes as politely cold around her as possible. And this bothers the Queen, who will make it her life mission to get a single emotion out of her.

Will Emma be able not to fall in love with her? Will the Queen regret ever arranging a loveless marriage, realizing she might be missing more than she initially thought?

BONUS POINT: Emma makes a friend, a Duchess, the only one she can trust in the Court, and she tells her everything about how incredibly hard it is not to fall in love with the Evil (but incredibly attractive) Queen.

[victoriously-regal]

The swanqueen fic I'm reading right now is very angsty and filled with the usual Swan-Mills cuteness, of course. But the funniest fucking thing just happened and I have to just take a minute to laugh my ass off about it.

Lemme set the scene: Killian is at the sherrif's station with Emma and suddenly gets a call that his ship has been vandalised. He leaves... and guess who conveniently shows up a few minutes later? Regina fucking Mills, hell yeah.

So basically in the plot, Regina needs time alone with Emma to talk to her. We learn after the fact that it turns out, she had told Zelena to "come up with a distraction" for Hook to get him out of the station, therefore giving her a chance alone with Emma to talk.

But of course, Zelena being Zelena, she took that instruction from her sister and decided that the perfect distraction for Killian would be...

... to spray paint a bunch of green dicks all over the Jolly Roger.

Zelena Mills, how I love you.

[cannonqueerbait]

“i’m fine,” regina lies.

emma doesn’t correct her.

just steps closer, pulls her into silence.

“you don’t have to be,” she whispers.

and regina lets go — just once.

[stayevildarling]

I am absolutely dying for a regina mills smut fic please please please 😭

Regina Mills x Reader- Magic in the moonlight

A/N: Here you go🫶🏼

tw/tags: female reader, established relationship, nsfw, enchanted strap, mommy kink, praise kink, breeding kink, reader recieving, regina recieving, oral, bottom reader, top regina, aftercare, soft/fluff

word count: 2.6k

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The days in Storybrooke had turned colder lately, leaves slowly turning shades of orange and brown and bringing some chilly nights along. Regina and you had been incredibly busy lately, her being the mayor, Henry and the people in the brunette‘s life who had quickly welcomed you into their family, as the two of you had dated for several months now. And between all the dinners at grannys, family sunday breakfasts and teaching at the school, your lifes were always busy these days.

Most of the time, the two of you would barely see each other, lucky if you both had time to enjoy morning coffee and a quick chat before one of you needed to rush out the door, either of you, mostly Regina, returning home late and finding you already asleep. And with the mostly busy weekends, neither of you have had time to enjoy each other‘s company lately. And undeniably you missed each other, craved each other. It was obvious, the way your body set on fire whenever Regina lingered her hand on your leg briefly, when her lips would brush against yours in the morning before leaving. You needed each other desperately.

And luckily, the brunette had made some arrangements, cancelling the usual friday evening granny plans and Henry gone for the night, finishing work early and having pulled some strings at the school to have you home at a reasonable time. Once you step into your shared home, the smell of your girlfriend‘s cooking fills the large mansion, clouding your senses for a moment as you excitedly abandon your coat and bag, not having expected her to be home already, let alone having dinner prepared for you. „Hi“ you beam as you step into the dining room, finding the table neatly set, some candles illuminating the room further and hearing some noises coming from the kitchen.

„Hey darling“ she greets you softly as she carries some food into the dining room, bending over to place it on the table in front of you and your breath catches in your throat for a moment as you see the dress. Short..way too short.. and the colour red plastered all over her, the lipstick matching. Her cleavage takes your breath away for a moment as well as the exposed skin of her legs, as the familiar longing runs through your body, having to stop yourself from drooling as your mouth hangs wide open. „Cat got your tongue?“ she teases, a smirk on her face before she disappears for a moment, returning seconds later with two glasses of wine, passing you one.

„I thought we can use some alone time, just us two, I missed you“ she admits, her eyes sparkling with honesty and for a moment your mouth closes, a smile spreading as well as a little frown, having missed your girlfriend and very appreciative of the gesture and effort she went through tonight for you. „Thank you Gina“ you thank her and in response she raises her glass. Both of your eyes lock and as if some invisible string is pulling you towards each other, you abandon your glass of wine as you walk over to her. You pause for a moment, the hunger reflecting in your eyes, your breathing heavy as every part of you screams for the woman in front of you, but then you remember dinner and the effort she went through.

But Regina has other ideas, abandoning her wine just as quickly as she pulls you closer by the collar of your shirt, crashing her lips against yours, a moan escaping your lips as the familiar longing and electricity runs through your body, travelling straight to your stomach and core seconds later. Your tongues dance, similar to your hearts, as Regina fights for entrance and you quickly granting it, her entire movements sending you into overdrive already. „Y/N“ she moans as her lips travel to your neck, her breath hot against your ear as her hands tangle through your hair. „Gina“ you whine, needing her, wanting her so badly.

Neither of you care about dinner, the effort she went through long forgotten as the two of you stumble upstairs, your lips never leaving each other, hands never stopping to touch each other, the two of you giggling as your girlfriend attempts kicking her heels off but failing and you stopping her from tripping. Your back hits the bed softly as your girlfriend hovers above you, her lips kissing every inch of your body, sending tingles all over, your nipples already hard, your core glistening as she has you stripped of your clothing within seconds. Her lips ghost over your hardened buds, seductively taking them into her mouth, her eyes never leaving yours as she lets them go with a pop, a little smirk on her face as she sees your desperation, your breathing heavy.

Right now your girlfriend doesn‘t care about her own pleasure, wanting nothing more than to make you feel good, make you moan and whine and scream her name, like the many times she had before. But you have the same idea, wanting so badly to see the brunette fall apart and so in a brave attempt you sit up, her legs wrapping around yours as you have her on your lap, slowly taking off her dress and beginning to kiss the inches of her bare skin, goosebumps lingering at your touch, gentle and slow but sloppy at the same time, your desperation getting the better of you. And she lets you, the older woman usually in control, usually on top of you but she wants to feel you, every single touch and kiss on her skin igniting the same fire that had been building up over weeks.

„God Gina, you‘re so beautiful“ you whisper as you sloppily kiss her neck, her body so perfect and responsive for you. „Says you my love“ she teases, causing you to giggle momentarily, the love you both feel for each other present even in these moments. Your girlfriend wastes no time before pressing you down on the bed again, trailing sloppy kisses down your chest and stomach before settling between your thighs. „Spread your legs baby“ she orders and you do as you are told, before she nods appreciatively „That‘s it“. Her lips travel from your thighs to where you need her the most, your glistening core already so desperate for her, needing her to devour you. „Please Gina“ you beg, your hips wiggling a little, wanting to feel her so badly.

„Only because you asked so nicely“ she winks your way before wasting no time and her tongue runs through your soaked folds, ripping a loud moan from your throat, one filled with so much desperation that even your girlfriend is shocked. She wastes no time, knowing you are beyond ready before she begins sucking your clit, her tongue working her magic on your pussy just the way you loved it before her tongue enters you. Within seconds you are a moaning mess, your hips bucking, forcing your soaked center further into her face, the woman chuckling lowly at your neediness, sending vibrations right through you. Your hands grip the mattress, already so on edge, so close and your girlfriend can tell, knowing you won‘t last long and so with one last lick, she lets go, sitting up.

„Hey“ you pout in protest, your chest still heaving before she leans down, keeping you quiet before kissing you, letting you taste yourself on her lips. „I was thinking, how about we use the strap?“ she offers as she whispers in your ear and your eyebrows raise in surprise, the two of you only really using the strap for special occasions. „Really?“ you ask, feeling a little excited at the thought, despite knowing she could have made you falter right then if she kept her tongue on you. „Give me a second“ she smiles, before she presses a kiss to your forehead, stepping into her closet for a moment and returning a few moments later. The strap is secured around her, the black straps keeping it in place and you couldn‘t deny how hot she looked like this, wanting nothing more than her fake cock to enter your desperate pussy.

Within an instant, Regina is on top of you, kissing you deeply, already lining up the strap to your core, knowing you are more than ready for her, knowing she didn‘t need any lube. „Ready?“ she asks softly and you nod eagerly, your eyes forced closed, wanting her inside you so bad. „Yes please“ you manage to whine and within a moment she enters you, the tip first to let you adjust before she moves further and further inside you, bottoming out quickly as you let out a scream that causes her to chuckle lowly. She moves slowly, her hands keeping your hips in place before you open your eyes „Gina?“ you ask and she mumbles something incoherent before you carry on through moans and pants „It feels weird“ you manage to mumble out before she chuckles.

„I have enchanted it sweet girl“ she explains and thats all you needed to know, the two of you having talked about this before but never getting the time to try it. As soon as you see her face, seeing how she is feeling this just like you are, feeling the same pleasure, you force your eyes closed, focusing and savouring the feeling of having her inside you. „Just relax little one, it will feel so good, trust me“ she guides you through it as she keeps her pace slow and steady, despite wanting to absolutely ruin you, your pussy taking her so well, swallowing her cock, your walls so tight but feeling so good. There is a small moment of discomfort on your part but she guides you through it „Focus on your breathing sweetheart“ she tells you and once that feeling leaves you, the two of your eyes lock, the brunette seeing the discomfort replaced with a hunger and desire that causes her to lose any desire of holding back.

Her hips slam into you at a ruthless pace, the feeling of your pussy and finally able to feel it almost enough to make you both stumble over the edge. „Gina.. oh god“ you pant, your eyes forced shut as the feeling of her inside you sends waves of electricity and euphoria through your body, a feeling you had never experienced before. Your bodies move in perfect synch, your bodies dancing and catching up on what you had missed in the past few weeks. A little while later, your girlfriend lowers herself onto you, your mere chests touching as she still rocks her hips into you at a ruthless pace, wanting to kiss you while she is fucking you mindless. „You feel so good“ she whispers as you tremble against her, your lips hungrily kissing her, her teeth gracing your lower lip.

She can feel you tightening around her, the coil in your stomach about to burst and so she picks up the pace, entering you even deeper, hitting your sweet spot perfectly and causing your eyes to roll deep into your skull. „Oh.. Gina.. I“ you cry out and her free hand moves to your cheek, wiping some tears from the pleasure. „Cum for me baby, all over mommy‘s cock“ she encourages and you do without question, your hips buck into her and as you scream her name, your entire body trembling you coat her in your juices. „Mommy“ you whisper as the pleasure runs through you, your entire body shaking from the intensity of your orgasm.

When you finally open your eyes you see her moving up slighly, ready to pull out as her own orgasm begins washing over her, wanting to give you a break. „No.. no“ you whisper before you pull her down, her body slamming against you as your legs wrap around her hips, keeping her inside you. „Y/N.. I can‘t - I“ she stammers but you begin moving your hips, not caring about the slight sensitivity, her cock feeling so good inside you, making you so full. „Cum inside me“ you whisper, her eyes widening at your words and movements. She pauses for a moment, not having expected this but you give her no time to think it over, your hips moving in perfect synch with her.

„Please cum inside me Gina“ you whisper again as you keep eye contact, your eyes pleading with her. „Want you to fill me up mommy“ you whisper and she wastes no time, thrusting into you even harder than before, her own orgasm washing over her as you continiue to move and buck your hips perfectly for her, your legs keeping her right inside you, your nails marking her back. „Come on mommy please“ you whimper as she falls apart. „Oh god Y/N“ she moans into your mouth as your lips reconnect yet again and then with a final thrust you feel her juices coating your walls, the feeling so intense, unlike anything you had ever felt before, sending you right over the edge again without warning. „That‘s it baby, cum with me“ she moans upon noticing and the two of you burst at the same time, her cock shooting more cum into your drenched pussy and your juices flowing down her, the only sounds in the bedroom your cum mingling together.

„Fuck Gina“ you pant as the two of you finally catch your breathing, the brunette, finally pulling out of you carefully. She flops down beside you, your chests equally heaving, your bodies feeling numb from exhaustion. Her hand find yours, a silent promise that she is here, a silent praise for doing so good for her. With a flick of her wrist her cock turns into a strap on again and she abandons it quickly before laying on her side, taking the sight your sweaty and exhausted form in. She leans closer, her arms wrapping around you as she whispers „You did so well sweet girl“. Regina gently wipes your tears, knowing what they mean, the woman knowing you so well by now, she knows they are from pure joy and the intensity of your orgasms. The two of you stay in each other‘s embrace for a while before she leaves, running you both a bath and offering her hand to lead you there, knowing how exhausted your body must be and how much your legs are still trembling.

A few minutes later she has you leaning against her in the bath, the two of you sitting in the warm water and letting it soak your tired muscles as she holds you close from behind. She washes you gently, praising you with each gentle stroke of her hands on your skin, your eyes closed, soaking up the warmth from the bath and the woman holding you, feeling exhausted but content either way. „You took me so well“ she teases as she whispers in your ear, causing you to chuckle a little. After a little while you turn your head so your eyes meet her brown ones „I liked it a lot“ you admit and she smirks, knowing this was just the beginning of exploring this with you, your girlfriend having met a whole new side of you tonight. „We need more time off together then“ she teases and you nod before leaning into her again, your cheeks coated in a slight red shade.

„I love you Gina“ you mumble sleepily and she instinctively holds you a little closer before whispering „I love you so much more sweet girl“ before pressing a kiss to the back of your head.

[sansanichnsfw]

"Burn it, my love, burn it all."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64343578

Art by @msgee0

[freckledmenace]

I need a fanfic where Emma is forced to reset her life back to when she first meets Regina but still has all of her memories of everything that has happened so she knows the curse is real and she tries to get Regina to realize that she isn’t out to get her and hope that she opens up more and can prevent unnecessary things from happening like the huntsman dying etc. Also Emma is in love with her so she wants nothing more than to be there for Regina and hopefully they break the curse together. I need this in my life lol

[thatbitchwhowritesstuff]

Emma: Regina you’re my breast friend.

Regina: Best friend, Emma. It’s best friend.

Emma: No, I know what I said.

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24/7 thinking about swanqueen moments that never happened (˃̣̣̥ᯅ˂̣̣̥)

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[4nju]

"Emma's breath caught in her throat, and suddenly she was leaning forward. Her face inches from Regina's. And Regina's gaze was falling to her lips."

A little piece of fanart I made of one of my favorite fanfics, Scars! Please, give it a read if you haven't yet, @snowivyimconfusi is so talented <3

[thisismytotallyawesomeblog]

i've found myself thinking about swan queen and got caught in the thought process of "oh, surely the show wasn't as convoluted and nonsensical as i remember it to be, right?" WRONG I WAS VERY WRONG I got halfway through the pre-curse part of the Emma Swan wiki page and I had to close it because I was getting angry

[swanimagines]

HER QUEEN | REGINA MILLS

Summary: Imagine working as a maid in the castle and having a crush on Queen Regina, and her developing a crush on you in Storybrooke.

You always knew Regina wasn't the kindest person in the Kingdom - in fact, she was considered a monster by a lot of people. Which was why so many people were baffled how you weren't scared of her at all, you were even eager to see her and seemed to get along with her better than most of her other servants.

You didn't know yourself why were you so fond of her at first, before finally realising that you actually had feelings for your queen. And it was quite hard to hide, so much so that you had great difficulties with not confessing it to her - you knew she wouldn't react well. She practiced dark magic with Rumpelstilskin and she'd just think of you as weak.

That was why you forced yourself to keep your feelings secret, but every day they just seemed to grow, larger and larger, until you felt like you were going to burst unless you told her. But as you were still sure that you'd just break your heart, you chose to ask Regina for some time off from your duties. She had always given you more leash than she gave her other servants, so you knew she'd say yes.

So you traveled to the other side of the kingdom to your family and tried to clear your head while there - not knowing there was a curse coming to wash over you all.

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"Hello again, Mrs. Mayor," your cheerful voice rang through the house. Regina's lips curled upwards upon hearing it and she walked up to her entrance hall, seeing you ready with your mop and rags with a bright smile on your face. "How are you today?"

"Good, thank you," Regina replied, her voice warm and happy. You were one of the only people in her Kingdom who she didn't doom to an unhappy ending - you were still sort of her maid, but she was always warm and welcoming to you. You seemed to genuinely enjoy her company and your presence made her feel things she didn't know she could feel - or maybe she had just hidden them from herself back in the Enchanted Forest.

"How is Henry?" You asked, curious as you started to clean the floor. "He is such a wonderful boy."

"Oh, he's fine," Regina said, smiling softly at your praise. "He got an A+ from the English exam this week."

"He is such a smart boy," you said, smiling. "So bright and happy, a joy to have around."

"Thank you," Regina said, smiling as she took a seat on her sofa. "He's growing up so fast. I wish I could go back in time and tell myself to cherish the moments. It's just gone by so quickly."

"It has," you agreed. "I don't think I can imagine Henry being a teenager yet."

Regina smiled softly at that - it wouldn't be but another five years and Henry would already be a teenager. Eight years had gone by so quickly, even when time had partially frozen in place here.

And Regina didn't even really think - she just blurted her next words out. "Would you stay for a cup of something hot and a warm apple pie? It's getting chilly out there."

You paused at that, looking at Regina. She almost regretted her words for a moment, thinking she managed to weird you out, but instead you broke into a wide smile.

"I would love that."

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[v3nusxsky]

*clears throat*

Larissa going to a bdsm club for the first time and being introduced to you and your girlfriend Regina who are looking for a third to spice life up a bit. Poor Queenie having to deal with you being a brat (Yes reader calls Regina Queenie to mess with her) and goodie tooshoose Larissa at the same time. Larissa isn't dominant but she likes to tell you off when you brat out, gotta stick to queenies rules <3

The missing person

*Authors note ~ Finally on summer break so writing is more frequent! Also the dynamic for this is insane but I love it and couldn’t resist writing some Larissa switch vibes*

Trigger warnings~ bdsm club ;), threesome, bratty subby reader (kitten), dominant Regina (highness/queenie/mistress), Larissa switch leaning dom? (Baby, princess r calls Larissa mommy etc), shifted cocks, bondage, small pet play?, praise, degradation, humiliation, mirrors, edging, double penetration, oral sex, face riding, hair pulling, spanking, vibtator, safewording, just a crap ton of porn with very minimal plot tbh

Prompt~ see ask^^^

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One thing Larissa prided herself on was being a woman of two personalities , the headmistress of Nevermore and well just Larissa. Of course Nevermore would always remain her home, a one place she’d give her all for and that would never change. Everyone in Jericho assumes she never leaves the walls of the school. And perhaps that’s true. The principal never leaves but Larissa does. A fact only a couple of trusted people know. It’s only natural that every once in a while she wishes to just be herself. Her shifting ability makes her escape route easy, for years this has been routine. Slipping away from reality and real life for one night at Happy Hours.

It’s a rather common occurrence for you to piss off Regina. Sometimes you just can’t help but take your bratty behaviour too far knowing that sometimes a punishment is worth the reward of working her up. Only this time you’d met your match. You’d always been curious about adding another into the bedroom, wondering if it would change the dynamics. And it appears that Regina was finally ready to share her pet with another. Bass sounded around the club mixing in with the deep red lights creating the perfect ambiance for the night.

Regina sat almost regally in her tight fitting maroon dress at the bar, nursing a glass of whisky with ease. Your leash wrapped snuggly around her left fist as she continued to ignore the fact you were knelt by her feet. Throwing a silent fit of course. You’d been so excited when you realised where you were heading, only to be reminded this was all part of a punishment, you’d be lucky if she even let you watch her fun let alone join in. Your only instructions were to be knelt at her feet and follow her instructions.

When she first walked in your eyes were downcast, glaring holes in the floor at your self inflicted situation, you missed the tall blonde walking straight past you to the other side of your mistress. The sound of her heels clicking along to the beat of the music was what got your attention. It was clear she walked with a sense of dominance. Instinctively, you turned your head into the direction of the noise only to feel your leash that was attached the simple collar around your neck, be roughly yanked back. “Behave kitten. This isn’t playtime for slutty kitties like you” Regina reminded you, rolling her beautiful mocha eyes at the pout you shot back in response, the golden metallic glow of the crown on your collar seemed to sparkle under the aesthetic lights.

Larissa happily ordered herself her usual glass of red wine with a practiced ease, instantly picking up on the situation next to her with a small smirk. The dynamic was clear. A bratty kitten getting reminded of her place by her owner. It would be a lie if she didn’t admit using the moment of the interaction to subtly take in the almost regal woman next to her. And well you looked magnificent on your knees from what she could see. “She looks rather pretty on her knees for you” the principal murmured hoping to start a conversation with Regina, “can I get you another?”

From there on both women ignored you, speaking about you but never to you. You could tell Regina was intrigued by the blonde beauty who was hanging on her every word as she sipped her wine, eyes never leaving Regina. Perhaps this would be a reward after all if you just played the game correctly. The rest of the conversation, you remained the perfect pet. So quiet and behaved that regina couldn’t help but smirk while she continued to flirt with Larissa knowing just how much this was riling you up. “Here alone are we dear?” Regina practically purred angelically causing a slight rose colour blush to adorn Larissa’s cheeks. “Just me” she confirmed, “so who’s the lovely kitten down there? She sure is well trained.”

“Say hi pet” your mistress demanded chuckling as she shyly looked up at the company with a quiet meow. “Oh isn’t she a darling?” Larissa praised at your obedience. “A bratty kitty is more correct for this little slut here” Regina bluntly stated reminding you she was still displeased with how many rules you’d broken recently. A few more drinks down and Regina decided to make her move, paying out for a room with a spectacular mirrors all around. Larissa happily in agreement at her whispered plans for the night. A bit of stress relief never killed anyone. Right?

You crawled alongside your mistress to the rooms at the back of the club. You’d been here before, knowing what the rooms held brought you some comfort, but never had you brought a guest in with you. “Corner and strip kitten you know what’s expected of you” she demanded causing you to follow her directions finally noticing the mirrors lining the walls in the room. “Be a doll for me Isa and go tie the pet up for me” Regina practically purred before stripping her clothing from her body and continuing to move around the room setting everything up for the night ahead. Larissa took the ruby red rope hanging next to the door before approaching you slowly. “How?” She pondered quietly to herself before making quick work of ensuring your arms were bound behind your back, your perky tits on full display, beautiful diamond shape patterns down the length of your body. The contrast between the rope and your smooth skin was simply stunning. “Good girl Isa, so pretty and expertly done” Regina praised, taking in her perfect ties, stroking a hand along the principals spine teasingly, “shall we?”

“Queenie” you called in a last minute desperate attempt to regain attention from your mistress, “she’s called Queenie pretty lady.” Oh… if looks could kill. You could feel the way her gaze snapped to you as soon as that name fell from your lips. Her lip curling with disappointment as her slender hand moved to grip your chin almost painfully before practically hissing, “excuse me?” Her grip forced you to look into her eyes layered with lust and frustration amongst the mocha brown that settled there. It’s really unfair how beautiful your mistress is. Even when she’s pissed off. Especially then. “Cat got your tongue my dear?” As quickly as you gained the attention from the woman it was taken away, turning on the spot to walk away from where you were bound practically snarling, “fucking disrespectful pet.”

“Isa. Come darling” Regina demanded sweetness lacing her words, as she curled one of her slender fingers, you watched on helplessly as Larissa obeyed without a second thought, moving to stand between Regina’s spread thighs. “Good girl” Regina mumbled sweetly before bestowing a sweet kiss to the ruby red lips in front of her. Watching your mistress’s lips move so perfectly against your new companions caused jealousy to start bubbling in your lower stomach. It should be you! Yet, you’re bound in the corner, pathetically whining about being left out. The way Larissa’s hands seemed to be almost pawing at Regina’s chest with need, the way Regina made sure to tilt their heads perfectly to provide you with a view. Regina’s hand wrapped in strands of blonde hair causing the principal to moan into the kiss. “Please.” A desperate plea tumbled from red lips in between kisses, “Gina I need more.”

“You can have more sweetheart, tell mistress what the safewords are” Regina murmured moving to place kisses down the slender column of Larissa’s neck. “G-green - good/okay ke-ee-p going. Yellow - check in/slow down and red - stop. Gods that feels good” Larissa managed to stumble out in between the hickeys Regina made sure to suck on the base of her neck, unknowingly finding Larissa’s weak spot instantly. “Smart girl. Make sure you use them darling. Mistress won’t stop unless you call red. This is the only warning I’ll give you.”

You could attest to that, there has only been a handful of times that you’ve needed to call red. Each and every time Regina switches from mistress to your Gina in seconds, the focus on aftercare. It didn’t matter when you called red, if she had came or not she would stop the second you felt unsafe. You knew of Regina’s past, the fact that she had been hurt most of her life lead her to doing everything in her power to be the best domme she could. Caring for you, ensuring you still loved her and felt safe with her was reassuring to her and helped prevent dom drops occurring.

Stuck in your own thoughts, you completely missed how the women moved to bed in the centre of the room and Larissa’s clothing was thrown on the floor. A sharp click of your mistress’s tongue regained your focus. “Pay attention pet, good girls get to cum. And you my dear are a very insubordinate kitten indeed. You will watch what you could’ve had. Remember she’s not here for your pleasure.” One thing you learnt quickly with Regina is she likes to make a statement. Punishments were designed to fit the crime but you could always call your safewords if needed. You’d be lying if you didn’t feel “red” sat on the tip of your tongue as you watched Regina strip the principal, push her down on the bed and crawl between her thighs. Yet deeper down, you knew you deserved this. Craved it. Maybe next time you would think twice before flirting with the server in the cafe. Maybe you would think before calling her “Queenie” and refusing to follow the rules that were there to protect you.

Your collar seemed wrapped around your throat in the way you wish was her hand. The symbolism of the crown weighing heavy on your neck, heart and mind. All you could do is kneel helplessly in the corner as Regina lapped at Larissa’s core like it was fine wine. Judging by the noises she was pulling from the blonde, you guessed she was working diligently to find what made Larissa break. The sight in front of you caused your slick heat to start coating your thighs. Everything was just so perfectly hot, so much so you fell into the trap of looking around the room. Anywhere but them. Only to be met with their reflections, the mirrors showcasing how Larissa coated your mistress’s lower face in arousal. The blondes eyes screwed shut as she fisted the simple bed covers in a hope to gain stability. Her hips rocking upwards to meet Regina’s eager tongue. The whimpers clawing their way from Larissa’s throat at your pathetic whines. A maddening torture, one you wanted to both end and last forever. A state of mind you would love to be in all the time in a more favourable position at least.

“Please. Your highness” Larissa gasped suddenly, it was clear she was hanging on the edge from the pleasure Regina bestowed on her. “Please what princess? Are you gonna cum for your queen?” The way Regina purred at Larissa could’ve made you cum there and then. In fact it almost did. “Please can I?” Larissa choked out as Regina went back to eating her out with renewed enthusiasm. The confirmation came from the brunette wrapping her lips around Larissa’s aching clit. “Thank you, thank you, thank you” Larissa cried as she rode out her first orgasm of the night. “So beautiful baby, catch your breath dear. We are only just beginning.”

Stalking her way over to you Regina seemed unphased at the mess you’d made of the rope and your thighs. Her fingers curling around your collar with a practiced ease, “filthy pet, did you see what you could’ve had? What good girls get?” To your credit you had enough decency to pull your eyes from the way Larissa’s chest heaved to your mistress. “Oh did my slut like mistress fucking our guest? Dirty girl. I bet you can cum just by watching us. We don’t need to waste time playing with a dirty whore do we?” Your eyes widened at the prospect of being ignored all night, “no please! Mistress I’m sorry! I’ll be good. I’m sorry please!”

“Up” she tutted pulling you by your collar to the bed, “head in her lap and ass up.” You knew what was coming. The predicable part of the punishment was always a spanking. You knew the consequences to your actions, what you didn’t know was the part Larissa would play. Instinctively, fingers threaded themselves into your hair, tugging slightly to adjust your position. The first hit felt like heaven. The perfect amount of stingy, pressure and force. “One mistress” you counted, following the rules with a natural ease. By the tenth spank, tears started to dappen Larissa’s thighs, your eyes squeezed shut every time Regina’s hand made contact with your now red ass and little whimpers of apologises between catching your breath. “All done for this part sweet girl. Breathe. Colour for me?” Regina always checked in after a punishment. “Green” you mumbled through shaky breaths before turning to your guest, “mistress?” Your unspoken words seemed to resonate with Larissa and she made sure to run her hands through your hair, “I’m green sweet girl, don’t you worry about me.”

“There’s my sweet little kitten” Regina smirked before starting to reposition everyone, you now lay on your back, Larissa crawling between your legs at the bottom of the bed while Regina straddle your stomach. “Play time darling, remember your rules okay? You don’t cum until mistress says you can. Your orgasms are mine kitten” Regina sternly reminded you before taking her rightful throne. “Put that mouth to good use pet” was all she offered before your mouth was smothered by her warm wet pussy. One thing about your mistress was she loved to sit on your face. The way you seemed to down in her arousal, fighting to please her always made her feel special. A queen deserves a good thrown. And that you are. You would’ve noticed Larissa grabbing the deep purple vibrator if she wasn’t suffocating you in the best ways.

You were so deep into your pussy drunk haze, needing to please your lover that you even missed the clicks of the toy turning on. The vibrations seemingly falling on deaf ears. Until they weren’t. Regina clicked her fingers once before the vibrator found your needy little clit with percussion. Your moans were muffled by the way Regina ground her hips down against your mouth, taking everything and leaving nothing behind. Every time you seemed to get sloppy with the way you were eating Regina put she would snap her fingers and the vibrations would stop. The first few times you protested by wiggling your hips, searching for more all while you couldn’t help but whine in protest, your orgasm so close yet so far from reach. A game you would not win. A quick slap of your thigh and a simple reprimand from the principle, “stop moving kitten, mistress won’t touch a disobedient whore” Larissa reminded you seeming entirely too happily following Regina’s rules and not bending them in sympathy for you. You knew better than being bratty in this situation. So you did everything you could, every trick in the book to get Regina off. Even the scrape of your teeth on her clit to push her over that edge. The reward was always worth the effort and maybe even the edging. Not that you would ever admit that to her.

As effortlessly as ever, Regina dismounted off your face as you greedily sucked in gulps of air with a pussy drunk smile on your face. “Think she’s ready dear?” Regina murmured to the blonde who just seemed in awe by your blissful state. It was clear you needed more. But knowing they had began to unravel you was filling her with pride. Seeing you like this made it impossible for her to ignore the dominant emotions sitting dormant in her. Larissa simply had to agree. You looked stunning in this moment, how would you look if you were fucked dumb?

Time was a concept you didn’t need in this moment in time, tongue trailing around your mouth, desperate to get more of Regina’s taste. You hardly noticed your arms being freed as you were rolled onto your stomach. “Kitten colour?” Larissa checked in this time laughing at the dopey smile and murmur of green mommy. Adorable. “Mommy? Huh? Is that what you wanna call her kitten?” Regina couldn’t help but chuckle at your nod. “We’ll ask her nicely then pet.”

“Mommy. Mistress. Wanna cum for you both. Please touch me” you mumbled, a pink blush settling on your cheeks. “Both of us?” Larissa whispered in shock but Regina knew your limits. “Such a greedy whore. Needing mistress and mommy to stuff you full?” You should be embarrassed about how quickly you started to beg for what was on offer but there was no shame. You wanted to cum and the idea of it being due to them both blew your mind. “Larissa darling, shall we?” One thing you didn’t know about the blonde was her shifting abilities. You knew of Regina’s powers, a common occurrence in your bedroom was for these to be but to use. So when both women stood there with hard cocks your jaw dropped. “What?” You dumbly questioned causing the woman to laugh. “Surprise kitten” Regina murmured moving to position herself near your mouth. “Make mistress proud baby and take everything we give you. Remember your signals my love, I intend to keep your mouth occupied.”

Occupied she did. Taking Regina’s full length was something you could now achieve after practice. Yet the idea of her weight on your tongue, the way the head of her dick would rub against your throat alongside your pussy being used too seemed to thrill you. Larissa was definitely bigger than your mistress judging by the way she pushed into your entrance. “Oh God she’s so tight” Larissa whimpered to Regina as she let you adjust to her size. “Mommy thinks our little girl has a tight little cunt kitten. Say thank you” Regina demanded and you followed with a rushed thank you. Regina’s hard shaft in front of your face had you almost drooling as you finally took her in your mouth. It took a few minutes for them to find a rhythm but once they did you thought you’d died and gone to heaven. Every thrust Larissa made, Regina drew out of your mouth only to thrust in again. The way you choked ever so sweetly around her while simultaneously trying to take more of Larissa in your core was a work of art. You came embarrassingly quickly on them. You milked Larissa for everything you had. Inner wall’s suffocating her shaft as you rode out the shocks of your orgasm. And every time you thought you were done for the night. They’d switch holes. Taking everything and more. At some point the pleasure slowly morphed into pain as you tapped Regina’s thigh three times.

Everything stopped. The atmosphere changed instantly, slowly both women removed themselves from you, rolled you onto your back and started to assess your needs. Larissa was up getting you water and something to snack on. Regina immediately taking you in her arms. “Such a pretty Kitty. Did so good for us baby. Such a sweet girl. Mistress is so proud of you baby. Such a good girl” she murmured over and over, her hands scratching at your head soothingly. The tremors were still rolling through your exhausted body when Larissa returned. “What can I do?” A simple question that meant the world to you. And a simple answer, “hold me mommy” you attempted to shuffle towards the blonde. “We will hold you baby. Water first my love. Have a snack and sip of water and then we can cuddle. We aren’t leaving you and you’re completely safe with us. Mommy will stay too, right my dear Larissa?” Regina’s words seemed to soothe you a little bit, but your big doe eyes were taking in Larissa’s every reaction, almost as if you expected her disappear. “There is no where else I would rather be right now” Larissa reassured you before moving to slot you between herself and Regina. She’d stay as long as either of you needed her too.

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