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[demonicbaby666]

Comforting you after a panic attack

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A/N: ty to @just-a-torn-up-masterpiece for checking this through and giving it their stamp of approval xoxo

Relationship unspecified/romantic undertones

First, she’d freak out a little. Run over to you in a fit of panic and rushed questions she’d give you no time to answer. 

Though she’s experienced panic attacks herself, seeing someone close to her go through one is a relatively new thing. So, it takes Regina a second to gather that that’s what you’re going through, not the effects of a physical attack. 

Once checking you’re unharmed, Regina would mentally slap herself and offer her apologies. 

She’d back away, giving you the space she regretfully was unaware you needed. 

Her lips would stay sealed, and she’d remain quiet for a minute or two to see if her presence alone would help, and either way, after enough time had passed, she’d scooch a little closer and offer soothing words:

“You’re safe.” “I’m here.” “You’re not alone.” 

She’d help you steady your breath by mimicking a regulated inhale and exhale pattern, counting along to keep you on track

and only when she knows you have the capability to decide for yourself, she would ask,

“Can I hold you?” 

It’s partially to soothe and remind herself that she could keep you safe in her arms and that she still had the ability and power to do so. 

But she also knows physical comfort can help in these situations. 

“I’ve got you,” she’d say as she wraps her hands delicately around you.

She wouldn’t pull you into her or make any sudden movements. Only settle her arms in a comfortable position for you both and wait till you feel safe enough to lean into her and let her take some of your weight. 

You’d stay that way for a while, till your eyes felt droopy and the room around you was once again safe.

Her arms would untangle from around your waist, and she’d let you know she’d be right back.

Listening, you’d hear her feet pad up the stairs, the creak of a door, and then the low hum of the boiler running before water distantly spewed out of an upstairs faucet. 

There’d be constant movement and the familiar smell of honeycomb and vanilla bean soap before Regina would come back down and offer an extended hand with a damp hand towel haplessly hanging from her shoulder.

She’d either leave you to undress in private or tenderly help based on how you felt. But she would ALWAYS ask. 

Once you’d settle into the bath, she’d apply shampoo to your hair, massage it in and ask if you wanted to tell her about your day or hear about hers. 

Either she would be happy to do. 

In fact, she’d just about do or say anything to help ease you back into a tranquil state of mind. 

After the bath, Regina would help you out and guide you to the bedroom - where she’d have laid out the comfiest pyjamas you own.

“I can grab another pair,” she’d offer, nervous about setting you off again by doing anything remotely wrong. 

She knew you well enough to know even the wrong material could bring tears to your eyes on a bad day. 

But you’d smile and thank her, tears gathering in your eyes from the sheer modicum of care she was offering to you. 

“Hey! No, no, none of that,” she’d chide, using the soft tone she reserved for young children. “Come here.” 

She’d take you in her arms again, rock you till the tears subsided and your sobs turned to sniffles. 

The only remaining sound would be her faint whispering of lulling reassurances into your towel-dry hair. 

The rest of the evening would be spent on the sofa, where Regina would cuddle you when you wanted, sit through and endure all your favourite comfort films, even if she found them childish. 

You’d catch the older woman paying attention, her expression more vivid and descriptive than words on a page, and watching her instead of the film would become your entertainment. 

She’d then catch you staring.

She wouldn’t get mad; she would only offer a sincere if not shy, smile and point to the TV with a “pay attention” or “stop that you!” 

Then she’d get lost in the bright colours and the instrumental music coming from the TV all over again. 

And the cycle began anew. 

She’d cook your favourite dinner and make sure you had a full stomach before tucking you into bed with a kiss on your forehead and a promising reminder that,

“Tomorrow will be better.” 

And you’d wholeheartedly believe her.

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[chloe-skywalker]

Threats - Peter Pan

Peter x Fem!Reader

Warnings: nothing really

Word count: 411

Summary: Peter getting angry when someone threatens you infront of him.

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“Peter!” Y/n yells out as she’s grabbed by the Evil Queen with a ball of magic near her face.

“Regina.” MarryMargret worried for the young girl currently being held in Regina's tight hold with a magic ball of purple flames near her face.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Peter growled with narrowed eyes once he turned towards where his lost girl called for him in distress.

“Give us back Henry and I won’t hurt your little lost girl.” Regina bargained.

“Regina, we don't need to threaten anyone.” Emma spoke up telling Regina, looking at the young girl a couple years older than their Henery.

“I agree Lass. Not a good idea. Especially not a good idea to threaten her specifically.” Hook stepped forward gesturing with his hook to the girl in Regina’s grip.

“And why’s that Pirate?” Regina rolled her eyes at all the pleading to let the Y/h/c-ed girl go.

“She’s not just a lost girl. She’s Pan’s lost girl.” Hook stated to the Evil Queen.

“No duh.” Regina scoffed.

“What KIllian means is she is mine. Let go of her. Now.” Peter walks closer getting increasingly more angry every minute Y/n was still being held against her will.

“Or what?” Regina gripped Y/n tighter, testing Pan’s limits and to see if he’s bluffing.

“You’ll regret it.” Peter grumbled with a really dark look on his face. “Don’t forget this is my island and your son’s life is in my hands. What do you think I’ll do if you hurt my Y/n?”

“Regina” MaryMargaret pleads for her to let the girl go, trying to sound more stern. Not wanting to have Peter hurt Henery in any way as retaliation.

“Let her go.” David added with worried eyes for them, Henry, and Y/n. KNowing what Regina is capable of, they were all worried for Y/n.

Regina sighed and loosened her grip on Y/n and the second Peter noticed he grabbed his lost girl and pulled her into him.

“Don’t lay a finger on her again.” Peter practically snarled at the StoryBrooke gang and he checked Y/n over for injuries. Before giving the signal for them all to retreat.

“Thank you.” Y/n turned around to look back at Emma, Hook, David and MaryMargret with an innocent smile.

Peter smiled at her manners, that's his Y/n. And it was entertaining to see their shocked faces at her thanks.

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[itwasmagic]

ENDLESS SWAN QUEEN GIFS: 72/∞ » thanks for coming. reblogs are encouraged!

[goosin-around]

Emma: Whenever Regina gets mad at me, I tighten all the lids on the jars so she has to ask me for help

[sounds of glass shattering in the background]

Emma: It hasn't worked yet but it will.

[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.”

—

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.”

—

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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[nightingale2004]

Can someone answer me why the Once Upon a Time cast looks more like the descendants casts parents than the actual descendants cast parents?

Can someone answer me that?

Like seriously, put Regina mills and Evie together side by side, and they look seriously related. Same with Once upon a time Cruella and Carlos.

Disney should've used the Once upon a time cast as the descendants' vk's parents instead of the people they casted

[heart-ripping]

Behind Closed Doors.

pairing: Regina Mills (The Evil Queen) X Reader

summary: in the public eye, feared by all in her kingdom. the evil queen reveals a hidden side where she kneels before the woman who secretly controls her heart and an unexpected twist.

words: 3542 words, 20798 characters.

warnings(+18): queen!regina, maid!reader, ownership, abuse of power, submission, pet names, usage of magic, poisoning, praise kink(brief), degrading kink(slight), slight blood and violence.

this scenario came up in my head and i got distracted along the way but i just HAD to write this. hope u guys like this one!

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The grand hall of the throne room was a place of opulence and dread. Gilded columns lined the vast space, their surfaces etched with intricate designs of ancient conquests and mythical beasts. The high, arched ceiling was a tapestry of celestial scenes, painted in vivid hues that seemed to come alive in the flickering light of the grand chandeliers.

At the far end of this magnificent room, elevated on a dais of polished marble, sat the Evil Queen, the ruler whose beauty was matched only by her ruthlessness.

Regina's throne, carved from obsidian and adorned with precious gems, seemed to absorb the light around it, casting an ominous shadow over herself. She sat with cruel authority, her posture rigid, and her gaze piercing. Her eyes scanned the assembled knights and courtiers with a mix of disdain and indifference. She wore a gown of deep crimson, the color of freshly spilled blood, its fabric flowing around her like liquid fire. A crown of black diamonds rested on her brow, its sharp points catching the light in menacing glints.

The knights before her, clad in gleaming armor, shifted uneasily. Their leader, Sir Graham, stepped forward, his expression a mask of grim determination. He bowed low, the sound of his armor clanking echoing through the hall.

"Your Majesty," Graham began, his voice steady but edged with tension, "we have captured the rebels who dared to defy your rule. They await your judgment in the dungeons."

The Queen leaned forward slightly, her lips curling into a cruel smile. "Bring them before me," she commanded, her voice a melodious contrast to the venom in her words. "Let us see these fools who thought they could challenge my reign."

As the doors to the throne room swung open, a group of ragged prisoners were dragged in by the guards. Their faces were smeared with dirt and blood, and their eyes were filled with a mix of defiance and fear. Regina's gaze swept over them, her smile widening as she saw their pitiful state.

"You dare to defy me?" she hissed, her voice rising. "You dare to incite rebellion against your queen?" She stood abruptly, the motion causing the knights to flinch. "I am the law in this kingdom. My word is absolute. Those who challenge me face only one fate."

She descended the steps of the dais with a predatory grace, her gown flowing behind her like a river of fire. She stopped before the nearest prisoner, a young man with a battered face and a defiant glare. Regina reached out and grabbed his chin, forcing him to look up at her.

"Do you know what happens to traitors in my kingdom?" she asked softly, her voice dripping with malice.

The young man spat at her feet, his defiance unbroken. Regina's eyes blazed with fury. She raised her hand, and with a swift, brutal motion, backhanded him across the face. The sound of the impact echoed through the hall, and the man crumpled to the ground, unconscious.

"Take him to the dungeons," she ordered the guards, her voice returning to its heartless tone. "Let him rot with the rest of the scum."

She turned her attention back to Graham and the other knights. "You will root out every last one of these rebels," she demanded. "I want no corner of my kingdom left unchecked. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Your Majesty," the knights chorused, their voices trembling slightly.

Regina returned to her throne, her expression once again a mask of uncaring detachment. "Now go," she ordered. "And remember, failure is not an option."

As the knights hurried out of the throne room, Regina's gaze lingered on the empty doorway, a faint smile playing on her lips. She relished the fear she instilled in her subjects, the absolute power she wielded. Here, in the public eye, she was the embodiment of cruel, unyielding authority, a queen who demanded and gained respect through fear and intimidation.

The grand hallways of the castle, lined with ornate tapestries and dimly lit by flickering torches, felt eerily silent as soon as the night began to cast its dark veil. The Evil Queen, her presence imposing even in solitude, walked with measured steps, the sound of her heels echoing through the empty corridors. Her crimson gown, now slightly trailing with the fatigue of the day's harsh rulings, whispered to the shadows that danced along the walls.

As she reached her private chambers, the heavy oak doors creaked open to reveal a sanctuary of opulence and grandeur. The room was bathed in the soft glow of moonlight streaming through a large window, its beams reflecting off the polished surfaces of gilded furniture and priceless artifacts. Regina closed the doors behind her and sighed, a sound that was more a hiss of displeasure than a release of exhaustion. She moved to her grand canopy bed, its silken sheets cool and inviting. Sitting on the edge, she removed her crown, placing it on the bedside table with a clink of metal against the marble.

Collapsing onto the bed, she allowed herself a moment to breathe, to let the day's relentless performance of power slip away. Her eyes fluttered shut, but the reprieve was brief. A soft knock at the door interrupted her fleeting solace.

"Enter," she groaned frustratedly, her voice sharp despite the weariness that tugged at her.

The door opened hesitantly, revealing a young maid with wide, fearsome eyes. You stepped into the room, your hands trembling as you clutched a silver tray with a goblet of wine.

"I did not summon you," Regina expressed harshly, her eyes narrowing at you.

"I apologize, Your Majesty," you stammered, your voice trembling. "I assume you might enjoy some wine to help you unwind."

Regina's gaze remained unflattering, yet she made no move to dismiss you. "You presume much, entering my chambers without permission. Do not forget your place," she declared, her tone a mix of irritation and authority.

You bowed your head, your face reddening with humiliation. "Forgive me, Your Majesty," you whispered, stepping forward and placing the tray on a nearby table.

Regina's eyes flicked to the wine, then back to you, her expression inscrutable. "Leave it and go," she said curtly, dismissing you with a wave of her hand.

Regina's focus snapped back to the glass of wine, the deep crimson liquid swirling hypnotically in the dimly lit room. She raised the elegant crystal glass to her lips. The tantalizing aroma of the rich red wine filled the air around her. She took a slow, deliberate sip, savoring the complex flavors dancing on her palate.

However, just as the velvety liquid touched her tongue, an unusual sensation sent a shiver down her spine. It was as if something otherworldly surged through the wine, enveloping her senses in a swirling embrace. A rush of warmth spread from her mouth to the tips of her fingers, and at that moment, her eyes seemed to flash a deep, eerie shade of red.

Her heart quickened, and for an instant, the world around her seemed to blur and twist before the feeling vanished as suddenly as it had appeared, leaving her bewildered and breathless.

You stood as you observed, before lowering your head and retreating towards the door. But just as your hand touched the handle, Regina's voice cut through the silence like a blade.

"Stop."

You froze, your heart pounding in your chest. You spun slowly, your eyes broad with apprehension. Regina's attention was fixed on you as she slowly rose from her mattress, her eyes so unwavering and intense, a strange intensity burning in those dark-brown depths. The room seemed to hold its breath, the air thick with an unspoken tension.

"Come here," Regina commanded softly, her voice laced with an undercurrent of something darker—something that sent a shiver down your spine.

You hesitated, your eyes flickering with a mixture of fear and curiosity. Then you took tentative steps forward, your hands still trembling. As you neared the bed, Regina extended a hand, gesturing for you to approach quickly.

"Closer," the queen murmured, her voice now a low purr. You obeyed, stopping just within arm's reach of the bed. Regina's eyes roamed over you, taking in every detail of your appearance.

"Do you know why I keep you?" Regina asked, her tone as cold as the winter's night outside.

You shook your head slightly, your eyes settled on the floor. "No, Your Majesty," you responded softly.

Regina tilted her head to the side, studying you with an intensity that made your skin prickle. With a bold, prideful motion, she lifted your chin. "I keep you because you amuse me. Because you are loyal. And because..." She paused, a slow smile spreading across her lips. "Because you fear me."

Your breath fastened, your eyes darting up to meet her gaze. For a moment, something flickered in her stare—an emotion too fleeting to name.

"Pour me the wine," Regina commanded, her voice regaining its usual imperious edge.

With trembling hands, you picked up the goblet and the carafe, carefully pouring the deep red liquid. You held the goblet out to Regina, your head bowed low. Regina took it, your fingers brushing momentarily. The moment your fingers brushed against each other, a jolt of electricity shot through both of you, but neither of you dared to acknowledge it.

Regina brought the wine to her lips once more, her eyes never leaving you as she swallowed. The rich, dark liquid seemed to invigorate her, and her gaze grew more intense, more penetrating. She drank deeply, each sip refined and unhurriedly, the tension in the room palpable. You stood frozen, your heart thumping in your body, unable to look away from her piercing stare.

As Regina lowered the goblet, her eyes began to glow with an eerie, otherworldly red light. The transformation was subtle at first, a flicker of crimson that slowly intensified until her eyes blazed like embers. You inhaled sharply, taking an involuntary step back, but Regina's gaze held you in place, a silent command that rooted you to the spot.

Without breaking eye contact, Regina set the goblet aside. The room seemed to shrink around you both, the air thick with a tension that was almost tangible. The Evil Queen, the epitome of regal authority, began to move with a grace that was both conscious and assertive. She took a step forward, and then another, her eyes never wavering from you.

And then, in a move that defied all expectations, Regina began to kneel. Her knees touched the ground, her crimson gown pooling around her like a river of blood. Your breath was caught in your throat, and your eyes were wide with shock. You had never seen the queen show vulnerability, let alone kneel before anyone.

Regina's head bowed for a moment, her long, dark hair cascading around her shoulders like a silken veil. When she lifted her gaze, you were met with the full intensity of those glowing red eyes. They were filled with something unspoken—a mix of need and surrender that left your heart racing.

Regina's voice, when it came, was a low, husky whisper. "I am yours," she said, the words almost a plea. "Command me."

You stared down at Regina, your mind racing to make sense of the scene unfolding before you. The Evil Queen, who ruled with an iron fist and inspired fear in all who crossed her path, was now on her knees, submitting to you. It was a moment that shattered all perceptions, leaving you both terrified and exhilarated.

As Regina looked up at you, her red eyes blazing with a strange, fervent intensity, you felt a power shift you had never imagined possible. The night outside grew darker and more silent, as if the world itself were waiting to see what would happen next.

Your heart continued to pulse in your chest, your mind a whirlwind of emotions. You began to reach out a quivering hand, your fingers brushing lightly against her cheek. Regina closed her eyes at the touch, a shiver running through her.

"My Queen," you whispered, your voice a mix of awe and confusion.

"Command me," Regina repeated, her voice more insistent, her eyes fluttering to lock onto yours once again. The red glow seemed to pulse with her heartbeat, a visual manifestation of her inner turmoil and desire.

You took a deep breath, your fingers tracing a path down her cheek to her chin. You tilted Regina's head up, causing her to look directly into your eyes. The power you felt in that moment was intoxicating, a heady mix of exhilaration.

"Stand," you ordered gently, yet firmly.

For a moment, it seemed as if Regina might resist, but then she obeyed, rising gracefully to her feet. The red glow in her eyes dimmed slightly, replaced by a look of deep, unspoken emotion.

As the tension thickened in the chamber, the air seemed to crackle with an unspoken electricity. The Evil Queen, her eyes still shining with a dim scarlet glow, watched you with a mixture of anticipation and uncertainty. Regina's own vulnerability—her unexpected submission—had left her on edge, her instincts warring with the unfamiliar sensations coursing through her veins.

But as your grin began to appear slowly across your lips, Regina's unease deepened. There was something unsettling about the way you looked at her—a gleam of triumph in your eyes that sent a shiver down her spine.

"What is it?" Regina asked, her voice low and cautious.

Your grin enlarged, and your eyes sparkled with newfound confidence. "Oh, nothing, Your Majesty," you replied, your tone innocent yet tinged with something darker, something that set Regina's nerves on edge.

Before she could respond, you took a step forward, your movements intended and purposeful. Regina tensed, her instincts screaming at her to flee, to regain control of the situation before it spiraled out of her grasp. But something held her in place—a strange fascination with the woman standing before her, a fascination tinged with a growing sense of dread.

"What have you done?" Regina demanded, her voice betraying her rising panic.

Your smile dilated further, a flash of triumph in your eyes. "I simply offered you a drink, My Queen," you stated, your tone mocking with a hint of sarcasm. "A drink laced with a little something extra."

Regina's heart skipped a beat, her mind racing to comprehend the implications of your words. A spell. The wine had been enchanted with a spell, a trance designed to force submission and bend the will of its drinker to the caster's command. And she had drunk it willingly, having allowed herself to be ensnared by its insidious power.

The realization sent a surge of anger through Regina's veins, her fear giving way to a burning fury that threatened to consume her. She clenched her jaw, her hands clenching into fists at her sides.

"You dare to manipulate me?" she hissed, her voice low and dangerous.

Your smile faltered slightly, a flicker of uncertainty crossing your features. But then you straightened, your gaze defiant.

"You've ruled with fear and cruelty for too long, Your Majesty," you grimaced, your voice steady despite the tension crackling between you both. "It's time for a change."

Regina's mind raced, her thoughts a whirlwind of rage and betrayal. She had been outmaneuvered, outsmarted by a mere servant. The humiliation burned like acid, eating away at her pride and her power. But beneath the anger, beneath the fear, there was something else, something she couldn't quite name—a spark of admiration, perhaps, for the woman who had dared to challenge her, to defy her.

The room seemed to spin around you, the air heavy with the weight of your confrontation. Regina narrowed her gaze as she bore into yours, searching for any hint of weakness, any sign of vulnerability. But you stood tall and stubborn, your eyes blazing with a fierce determination that sent a thrill of something akin to admiration through Regina's veins.

And then, in a sudden, unpredictable twist of luck, Regina felt something shift within her. It was as if a dam had burst, releasing a flood of emotions she had long kept buried deep within her heart. Fear, anger, pride—all of it melted away, leaving only a strange sense of liberation in its wake.

Regina's eyes flashed, but this time—a glowing purple hue, reflecting the intensity of her emotions as she felt a familiar purple mist slowly enveloping her entire body before it disappeared like a mist of strings. Regina smirked in delightful satisfaction as she began to realize what was happening. The spell—the spell had worked, but not as you had planned. Instead of forcing Regina to submit, it had stripped away the layers of armor she had built around herself, revealing the powerful woman beneath.

A slow, rueful smile spread across her lips as she looked at you, her eyes alight with a newfound clarity. "Foolish girl, you thought you could control me," she snickered playfully, her voice soft yet filled with an undeniable strength. "But you underestimated me."

You flinched in disbelief, the ground suddenly feeling unsteady beneath you as doubt crept in for the first time since your intense altercation formed. "What are you saying?" you whispered, your voice barely audible above the beat of your heart.

Regina moved closer, taking a step forward to narrow the distance between you. "Let me make it clear for you," she towered over you, her voice low and husky, dripping with malicious intent, sending shivers down your spine as if darkness itself had taken form in her words. "You may have thought you had me at your mercy, but you were wrong."

And then, with a sudden, swift movement, Regina reached out and forcefully clutched your wrist, pulling you close until your bodies were inches apart. You breathe in, but before you can react, Regina leans in and smashes her lips against yours.

As your lips met in a searing kiss, a sudden rush of sensation swept through the both of you. Regina's heart throbbed in her chest, her senses overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment. As she continued to manifest her dominance, Regina began to fiercely insert her tongue into your mouth, and a strange, tingling sensation began to spread through your lips as if something were coating your tongue with a thick, viscous liquid.

Regina pulled back abruptly, a sinister laugh could be heard from her lips as she looked down at you. The wine had transferred to your mouth during your kiss, carrying with it the control spell that had been intended for her.

You panted heavily, your pupils dilating in horror as the harsh reality dawned on you. You staggered back, your hand flying to your mouth as you tasted the bitter, metallic tang of the enchanted wine. Your heart raced with panic as you struggled to comprehend the implications of what had just occurred.

Regina's gaze hardened as she watched your reaction, a cold fury burning in her eyes. "Pathetic," she snickered, her voice dripping with disdain. "It seems the tables have turned."

You stumbled backwards, your mind spinning with fear and confusion. You had never intended for things to escalate like this, never anticipated that the spell would backfire in such a catastrophic manner. You had only wanted to level the playing field, to challenge the queen's power and authority. But now, as you felt the weight of the spell pressing down on you, you realized that you had made a grave mistake.

Regina's amusement grew as she advanced on you, her movements gradual and greedy. "Did you really think you could overpower me?" she teased, her voice a deadly whisper. "I'll show you what it means to be at someone else's mercy."

Your breath came in short, ragged gasps as you felt her body cornering you against the wall with your heart throbbing painfully in your chest. Your eyes darted around the room, searching for an escape, but there was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. You were trapped, ensnared by your own arrogance and folly.

Regina's hand shot out and seized your jaw in a firm, unrelenting grip, causing you to tilt your head upwards to meet her gaze full of hatred and revenge.

"Don't hold it back," She ridicules, her voice low and taunting. "Let it come." Your eyes blinked rapidly and glazed with a mix of terror and the residual effects of the spell, locked onto Regina's, searching for any hint of mercy, of reprieve. But there was none to be found.

Her fingers dug into the soft flesh of your cheeks, her nails biting into your skin with enough force to leave marks. You winced, but the queen's grip only tightened further.

Regina's eyes never left you, her expression a twisted mask of conquering and ruthlessness. She reveled in your helplessness, in the way you whimpered beneath her touch. Regina began to lean toward your side, her lips brushing against your ear, her voice a seductive whisper.

"Good girl," she praised, her voice a hush, raspy whisper filled with dark satisfaction. "That's right. You belong to me." You closed your eyes, a single tear slipping down your cheek as you surrendered to The Evil Queen's will.

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[fandoms--fluff]

Believe (Chapter 1)

Unknowing daughter reader x Belle and Rumpelstiltskin (Plus the rest of the group)

Summary: You are the daughter of Belle French and Rumpelstiltskin, but you have no idea, being as you were taken from them in the Enchanted Forest. Now, decades later, your parents finally found you again. But they have to make you believe they're your family. Along with the other residents of Storybrooke in this winding family tree.

Warnings: Swearing, stalking (kind of). - there will be more in the next chapters

A/n: I tried this idea, and am really liking it.

Chapter 2

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Feeling the wind blow against your face, you walk briskly down the sidewalk, your heeled boots making a quiet sound against the concrete. The curse had broken over the town a couple months ago. It’s been pretty quiet since then, with everyone remembering and reconciling with their loved ones. Except you. You have no one. You never had.

You grew up in the woods of the enchanted forest your entire life until it came to when you turned 16 and the magical abilities you’ve always inhabited went haywire, made you stop aging. So really, the aging being stopped, mixed with the curse of 28 years, you’re technically around 80 years old. Though your mentality stopped growing, along with your physical appearance from no longer aging.

Your life growing up wasn’t the best. Being real, it was traumatic having no one but yourself to rely on all throughout your life. In an unironic turn of events, the cursed life you lived also had you living with no one to rely on, no fake friends or family, only fake memories of always being alone. Which wasn’t that surprising when you woke back up with all your actual memories. But, hey, at least you were living in a nice apartment instead of the woods, and you still reside there. No more hunting for food or building shelter every other day.

Except there’s one problem. So far, you haven’t had any run in with the saviour or the evil queen (who, thankfully, has chilled and relaxed a lot, becoming more likable to everyone in the town), or anyone else in their group. But the last good week and a half, you’ve been having a feeling of someone or multiple someones following you. And every time you went to check it out, one or multiple of them were always around. It caused you to be suspicious. More than you’ve ever been in this town.

Over the week and a half, you written and clocked out everyone who has been around continuously whenever you had the feeling of being followed. It consists of; Emma Swan – the savior, Regina Mills – The Evil Queen and mayor, Mary Margaret Blanchard – Snow White and ex science teacher, David Nolan – Prince Charming, Killian Jones – Captain Hook, Neal Cassidy – Emma’s ex? (All you really know about him is that he came from New York and he and Emma clearly know each other like that), Belle French, and Mr. Gold – Rumpelstiltskin.

Why they’ve been following you? You don’t want to know, only want them to lose interest in you and find someone else to creepily stalk. It’s not like you’ve done anything wrong in the last couple weeks, not really. This is what you think about while walking along the sidewalk, passing by both run down and lively buildings.

Then comes that feeling again. That siren going off in your head that there’s someone following you. Speeding up, you try to lose them, but you get a glimpse of the person through the window. It turns out it isn’t just one or two of the people from your list. It’s all of them.

All of them are following you down the street. What the hell? You start inwardly freaking out to yourself. You attempt at loosing them again before they notice that you know they’re there.

Two blocks later and some trying to blend in with groups for them to lose trace of you, doesn’t work. You eventually hear someone call out to you, making you freeze. Shit, you think to yourself. You don’t move, not knowing what to do now, this wasn’t on your to do list for the day. There’s no one else around except for you and obviously your personal stalkers now. Where is all the annoyingly cheery people of the town when you need them? Everyone seemed to have disappeared. Just my luck, you think.

“We just want to talk to you” The same person calls out again. You recognize the voice after analyzing it for a moment. The evil queen. No good can come of this.

Choosing your battles, you give in, sighing. You turn around slowly and face the group of people, consisting of everyone but one person, Neal Cassidy, from your list. They’re standing a couple of meters away. At least they’re giving you your space.

“About what?” You finally say after just staring at them. This seriously can’t be any good. They all look to Belle and Rumpelstiltskin. The two who share the same expression. An expression that closely resembles a sort of hope. What would they need hope for? You think.

They both step forward to be a bit closer to you. You raise your eyebrows in question at them, getting a bit annoyed. “Well?” You aggravatedly sigh.

“It’s about your family” Gold tells you, finally breaking the silence between him and Belle. “Oh, then you’ve got the wrong person. I’ve got no family.” You turn away from them, about to walk away. But you’re stopped, a hand on your wrist.

You look down at the hand around your wrist then back up to the woman’s face the hand belongs to. “Let me go” you tell Belle. Good thing is she listened, taking her hand away from my wrist slowly. “I’m sorry, but we need you to listen to us. Trust us.” She looks down at me with those hopeful eyes.

You groan on the inside, not having time for or wanting this crap right now. You look between them both and then at everyone from the rest of the group. You don’t feel right with this, wanting to get away. Quickly, you come up with a diversion that they’ll fall for.

Moving your hands discreetly so no one notices, you create a storm in the sky behind them. Dark blues and purples fill the sky with storming grey clouds. Continuing to create the diversion, you look to the sky behind them with widened eyes and faux confusion.

Working just as expected, the group of them look behind themselves to the darkened, storming sky. As they look away, bewildered at the sight, you make a break for it and sprint down the street and down into the woods that surrounds the town. When you’re out of sight and deep enough into the woods, the diversion you casted breaks. The sky turns back to the regular pale blue it was just moments before.

“What the bloody hell was that?” Hook exclaims at how the storm just disappeared. Everyone looks gobsmacked and in disbelief at what just occurred. Can’t there be one day in this town where something strange doesn’t happen?

Rumple snaps his head back around to where you were standing and sees how you’re no longer there. “She’s gone! It was a diversion” He huffs. There’s no sight of you anywhere. The rest turn around seeing the same outcome of you no longer standing there.

“But how?” Snow asked. How was it possible that you could have done that? “She must have magic. It’s the only reasonable answer” Regina crosses her arms in dismay. “How would she even have magic though? Unless someone taught her” Regina continues before Gold holds his hand up. “Or she was born with it.” He looks to Belle.

She looks up at her husband, taking that possible reasoning in. “That could explain it, yeah. I mean you’re the dark one. And it’s not like we had any time to see If she did have magical abilities when she was born” Belle goes through it, careful with her wording. This is still a careful and emotional topic between the two of them. They’ve been searching for you for so long. Before and after Belle being locked away and the dark curse. Ever since you were taken the day you were born.

“Well, if anything, that is a plausible case. Considering what we just saw and how she’s not here anymore.” Regina sighs, scanning the area, still no trace of you anywhere. “She must have ran,” Charming states. “Then she couldn’t have gone far. We’ll find her” Emma smiles to Belle and Rumple.

Ever since the two of them revealed that they were searching for their daughter, Emma and everyone else saw a new light of Rumpelstiltskin. Even his son, who was albeit not on the best terms with his father but soon put that to rest after they talked through their problems and Neal meeting Belle and learning about their daughter and the story of her as well, in a bit more detail than the others.

Belle smiles to Emma and everyone else, her eyes a bit glossy, while Gold nods with a thankfulness in his eyes, though very hard to see. But it’s there.

They break off from each other, looking around the area to see if there’s anything that could tell them where you went, or at least the direction. Regina, Emma, and Snow search the border between the woods and the street of the town. While the others search around the block and the shops littering the street they’re on.

Regina pauses at one of the trees. She tilts her head to the side, going closer to it. Emma and Snow notice her moving in on the tree and the look on her face. They follow her and stand beside Regina in front of the maple tree. “What is it? Did you see something?” Emma asks, wanting her to elaborate.

“No, not see, but feel.” Regina answers. “Feel what?” Snow asks, confused. “Traces of magic. It’s littered around this tree. And I can feel more deeper in the forest. I think she must have run into the woods.” Regina presses her hand against the cool and rigged bark.

“But how do you know it’s her magic?” Snow asks, wanting to make sure they’re not just following a dead lead. “I don’t, but I have a pretty good feeling considering the way the girl made that storm with a spell, magic would be lingering from where she passed.”

Emma starts nodding, “Okay, yeah, that’s good, it makes sense. I’ll go get everyone and then we can start searching.” Emma walks away from the forest border to go collect her dad, Gold, Belle, and Hook.

Regina and Snow stay back. “Are you sure this will lead us to her? I don’t want to get Belle and Gold’s hopes up if were just going to be met with disappointment” Snow turns to Regina, speaking softly as to not upset the ex evil queen. “I’m as sure as I can be. And if somehow, I am wrong, then I’ll take the brunt from Gold.” Regina offers after a moment of thought.

“..Alright” Snow sighs. They wait there for another few minutes before Emma comes back with the rest of the others in tow. Everyone stands next to Snow and Regina in a group.

“So, how exactly will we find our daughter?” Belle asks, still not completely aware of how this will work from what Emma tried to explain while they were walking here. “I can sense the traces of magic left on this tree. And I can feel more that goes deeper into the forest. If we follow it, then it may lead to her” Regina explains, placing her hand on the tree again.

The others are a bit skeptical before Gold speaks up as well, “I can feel it too. The remnants of magic are strong. I think you actually may be right about this your majesty” Gold smirks to her at the end. Regina rolls her eyes at the ‘your majesty’ comment, but leads the group into the forest, following the traces of magic you left behind as you ran.

As they follow Regina and Gold, the others look around the forest in case there are any other signs of you that was left behind.

Meanwhile, as they search through the forest, you make your way out and end up at the shoreline by the docks. You pant as you catch your breath from running through the woods and almost tripping on all the roots and shrubs. Slowly, you make your way down to the docks, the waves crashing in the sea.

You walk down one of the middle docks and sit down at the edge, legs dangling down above the water. The sounds of the waves splashing helps calms your mind as you go over what those people wanted to talk to you about. They wanted to talk about your family?! That makes no sense, you don’t have one, never have. Your entire life, you’ve been alone, having grown up in the woods of the enchanted forest with no one to rely on but yourself. Your mind rambles on, all concluding that they must have the wrong person.

If only you can leave the town. But of course, the damn spell cursed baracade is up, stopping you from doing so. You just lean your head in your hands, watching the sea, hoping this will die down…hopefully. Though you’re not so convinced.

The others are still in the forest, following Regina and Gold as they track the traces of magic you had left behind. They make their way through the twisted woodland, until they come to a stop in a clearing. It’s a deformed circle clearing with the trees surrounding it and have different trails that lead to different points of the tangled-up forest. “Well, this is just great” Killian swats some bush brambles away with his hook, looking around the cleared out area.

 There are traces of magic everywhere. “Do you feel that too?” Regina turns to the older man. Rumple turns around, feeling the extent of the magic left here. “Yes. Seems our girl is cleverer than we thought” Gold sighs, facing back to Regina and the others.

“Why? What is it?” Emma asks them, getting impatient. “She must have known we may have found out about the traces her magic left. So, she came here to spread magic on every trail she could have taken, making us not know which one to take and lose her.” Rumple explains in depth for what you must have done. He goes over to where Belle is standing and looks at her with a sad smile, wanting to comfort his wife.

“Don’t worry, we’ll find our daughter. One way or another.” As he reassures her, the others get to looking around to see if they could find even a sliver of a hint to which path you went down. “I know we will. We haven’t stopped looking for her before, and we won’t now that we found out who she is. Even if we don’t know her name here” Belle sighs, leaning into Rumple’s arms. He wraps his arms around her, holding his wife close.

“We’ll figure this whole thing out. I promise you” He presses a kiss to her head, his eyes filled with determination to find you.

When they figured out you were here two weeks ago, they never actually found out your name. No matter how hard they tried, they found no record of you, and no one knew you by your name, just your appearance. But they had done a one-time spell to find your location by using the only thing they had left of you from before you were taken from them in the enchanted forest all those years ago – a baby hairbrush. And it led to them finding you sitting in an empty parking lot drawing. They didn’t go up to you, needing to be sure first and notify everyone else, which albeit was fort the best, especially right now. But it was painfully obvious you were their daughter when they first saw you. Your face and appearance look uncanny and so much like a mix of them both.

And your resemblance to them is what made everyone fully believe that I was their daughter. Even Regina. And she even sadly wasn’t any help with who you were, your name or where you lived or anything about you either. It’s as if you’ve been a ghost in this town. Being and living here for the past almost 30 years but never making any connections or revealing anything about yourself to anyone.

“Well for one thing, she definitely doesn’t want to be found” Regina crosses her arms after touching multiple of the tree barks, sensing the same amount of magic radiation off them that will soon disappear with time. “Yeah, it’s starting to seem so” Emma walks over to her.

On the other side of the clearing, Snow and Charming are looking together. Snow gets pulled by indication to where she sees the difference in the ground. She goes closer, crouching down and touching the dirt ground of the forest. “What’d you find, Snow?” David comes up behind his wife, looking down to where she has her hand.

“Look at this, it’s hard to tell from the shape, but it looks like a heel. Like the shoes that she was wearing…And there’s more up ahead.” Snow looks up at him with a smile. Her tracking talents coming in hand in this moment. “Great job, Snow.” He smiles, knowing she just figured out which path you took.

Snow stands back up and calls out to everyone, “I found which way the girl went.” They all turn to her and head over to the couple. Belle and Gold look at each other with the same look before going over as well. “How do you know?” Rumple asks once they get there.

“Look at the ground, there are tracks that look about the same as the heeled boots she was wearing, there are more down the trail. None of the other ways have this. I don’t think this is one of her diversions. Trust me, I had my fair share of tracking back while I was on the run” Snow explains to them, glancing at Regina during the last part. Regina looks away for a moment at how Snow brought up the past and what she had put her stepdaughter through. “Alright” Belle says, smiling softly.

“Then let’s go. It’s getting later, the sun is to set soon.” Hook looks up at the sky.  Snow leads the way this time, following the tracks your heeled boots left in the forest ground as you ran. They make their way through the new twists and turns of this trail, in some distance, it looks like it’s opening from just the multitudes of trees. This makes them walk faster, realizing it must be the edge of the forest, leading back into the town.

[jackiequick]

— Once Upon A Time OC 🎻

-> The Littlest Jones — Eugene Maverick Jones

Full Name: Eugene Maverick Jones

Cursed Name: Derek Rogers

Nicknames: Mav, Gene, Genie, Shepherd, Little Brother

Height: 5’11

Age: 34

Birthplace: The Enchanted Forest

Friends & Family

Brothers: Liam & Killian Jones

Sister In Law: Emma Swan

Friendships: David Nolan, Snow White, Regina Mills

Surrogate Nephew: Henry Mills

The rest of Storybrooke gang

Seasons: 2-7

Face Claim: Aaron Taylor Johnson

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Romance: He has dated before, having fell in love with an old friend once. Other than that, he hasn’t found his true love yet. He’s a Jones, he falls quick if he likes you that long.

Sexuality (if anyone cares): Bi

The titles he’s taken on: Pirate, Prince, Thief, Bartender, Knight

His most notable titles is: Flynn Rider.

Yes, Eugene as a child was made to play and read books, while his big brothers went on to scrap for food after their father sold them away. So there was this one book, The Tales Of Flynnigan Rider, an amazing swordsman who traveled across the land in search of riches, great with the people he met and secrets to discover. And for a kid who had nothing? Well, he dreamt about it and took on that idea for himself. It inspired him to take onto that journey in the future and read those stories to all the children.

Relations: Worked for Evil Queen whenever she needed someone to do something for her. Him and Regina had some…chemistry going on as well. Once due to his behavior to steal a stunning pearl, he found himself in Wonderland where he was captured by The Queen of Hearts and forced to surrender to her bidding. On the bright side though, he escaped with Jefferson Hatter.

None-Relations: Yes, he doesn’t like Rumple. The man took off his big brother’s hand and killed the love of his own brother! Heck, Eugene saw Belle from a mile away and thought to himself, he’ll be a great boyfriend for her instead of that crocodile of a man, just sayin’.

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Personality 📺

Eugene “Flynn Rider” Jones is a rather charming, impulsive rogue with wit and a heart of gold. Yes, he can often  get caught in trouble, his loyaly to his family and friends comes out on top. He is someone who’ll do anything to protect those he loves even if it means putting himself at risk.

He hold a playful and laid-back nature that hides a deeper vulnerability, shaped by loss and responsibility. When he does let that vulnerable side be showcase, he will often appears moody and a bit smug or harsh, but he’s often times trying to not let it show. 

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—Backstory ⚒️

After everything with their bastard father, the brothers Jones were founded apart of the The Royal Navy. Due to Eugene being the second youngest one, he was forced to take on jobs with Killian on the ship meanwhile Liam decided to be the overachieving big brother and take on jobs that should’ve been left alone.

Eugene often mumbled and rolled his eyes at his eldest brother’s role, however admired his bravery to take control. Killian however, as much as he loved his big brother, hated how he never listened to him and was too stubborn for his own good. Which unfortunately led to Liam’s death, after going to Neverland due to the royals back home wanting a plant from that island, not knowing or caring about what dangerous situation they sent their own men towards.

Due to Liam Jones’s death, both Killian and Eugene made a very important decision to never return to the navy again or that blasted island. The Crown Jewel Of The Realm became The Jolly Roger overnight. Captain Jones and Lieutenant Jones. They were consider as pirates to many other sailors that passed through, including the places they sailed to and the people they met.

Despite the presence of their pirates to their crew, in reality, Killian was just a big brother trying to do his best to protect his only family he had left. So that’s why it bothered him at first glance when Eugene announced that he wanted to travel the land without him being involved. Killian was hesitant at first, he knew his little brother was a bit foolish and tend to get himself into some sort of trouble, but he didn’t want to act the same way Liam was towards him. Eugene had a good heart and a great intentions, it also helped that he was skilled with a sword—so with a soft smile, Killian let him go.

But made sure Eugene knew to always come back to him and reach out, if he needed anything. He nodded with a grin and gave his big brother a light hug before rushing off to pack his things. Killian rolled his eyes with a grin at his baby brother’s cheerful expression. Eugene Jones was always a big kid at heart with such a profound sense of humor and passion, despite his silliness or lack of self awareness at times. However it made him charming, in his own right.

Sometimes it made Killian wonder if his baby brother would ever survive without him, or live to see the day he’s old and grey.

After Eugene left for his travels to explore the land—read to children the tales of Flynniagn Rider, fight against the odds creatures in the forest, steal a thing or two, give to the poorest people, end up in a bit of trouble himself, drink and dance with the lovely folks in town, etc—Killian didn’t think he’d see his younger brother for a while until The Evil Queen brought both brothers to do her dirty work and much more.

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~ Years Later When The Dark Curse Broke ~

(Also known as Eugene Jones’s Arcs each season)

Season 2 ~ ♟️

Eugene met Emma Swan, Snow White, Cadence Nolan, Elionwy Llyr and others in The Enchanted Forest. He hasn’t seen Killian since the curse came into effect, he had no clue what happened to his brother and assumed he was a goner, so when he found Snow White, Mulan and Aurora, he decided to accompany them for a while.

He had recently been on his way to the taverns for shelter, and escape from The Stabbington Brothers, when he spotted them. He went as far as to ask what happened to them beforehand and recalled how The Enchanted Forest has taken recently to the years of being stiffened in time.

Emma asked, “So who are you supposed to be exactly?”

Snow scolded her softly, “Emma, be nice. But you didn’t give us your name.”

“Flynn Rider.” Eugene said with a soft smile.

Which of course, his real name was revealed later on in the season as Eugene Jones, after he sees Killian again. Back in Storybrooke, he relentlessly accompanied his big brother and the blasted Queen Of Hearts to their revenge. Eugene just wanted The Dark One to pay for what he’s done, after it’s revealed in a flashback, Rumple harmed his old love due to a payment that wasn’t sealed and stole the pendent that belonged to him.

He just wanted his pendent back in his hands. Later, he even met Baelfire, also known as Neal Cassidy, taking a liking to him and grew a short lived friendship. Oh! Eugene’s surprise to this ever growing Family Tree—Henry is The Dark One’s grandson?! Regina has a daughter named Theresa and her adoptive son Henry is also the child of The Savior?! It was a very long yet odd day for him.

Eugene wondered what mess did he get himself into? But he didn’t actually think he could leave this journey now, because he unexpectedly got roped into the family drama.

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Season 3 ~ 🍃🧚🏼‍♀️✨

Return to Neverland! To say, Eugene was happy to return back to that island was a lie. He wasn’t sure if he could survive reliving the past again, once he saw Peter Pan. But to help save the young boy, Henry Mills? He was willing to take the risk!

While he was there on Neverland, after insisting to Pan’s rules of the island with the others and realizing they needed help. Killian smirked at his younger brother who scoffed and gripped the pendent in his hand with an uttering smile.

Tinkerbell. Eugene old friend and once upon a lifetime love. After Regina and her daughter Theresa Mills, tracked her down, the two shared a few glances before a soft embrace.

“Rider.” Tinker said with a light smile.

“Lady Bell.” He repiled with a grin before holding the pendant out to her. “I believe this is yours.”

“My pendant? You found it? But I thought it was lost at sea and fell into the wrong hands…”

“It took some effort and a fair amount of patience, but I got it back for you.”

During the rest of the session in Neverland, David and Eugene somehow managed to get along, even if Charming wasn’t a big fan of his brother. Even rolling his eyes at Killian and Emma possibly being together one day, knowing Neal Cassidy was still in the picture.

Returning to Storybrooke, with Henry in hand, resulted in a few moments of uncertainty within the town as Pan decided to enact another dark curse but Regina was able to stop it sending everyone back to The Enchanted Forest. Expect for Emma and Henry, of course.

A whole year passed, and everyone was suddenly shocked to return back to town with new friends along with a curiosity of who did it. Tinkerbell was gone after she believed in herself again, so everyone parted ways with her. Robin Hood and his Merry Men were brought with them this time around, and let’s just say Eugene rekindled a friendship twice!

Bromance all around at this point for Eugene. He wasn’t mad about it one bit and even made friends with Ruby. The man could’ve sworn he was checking her out once or twice, and who can blame him? Ruby Lucas was a lovely lady in his eyes. Of course, Emma and Henry returned, well Henry had no memory of his past but Emma did so they were on the hunt to figure out how to get his memories back, while also trying to figure out what happened during that missing year. Especially since they don’t know who cast the curse for them to return!

Eugene went out of his way to make sure no townsfolk panicked or threatened to cause any damage, chatting with Henry whenever he bumped into him, searching for clues about the missing years and a few other things. Also him and David took Henry out for a driving lesson—it didn’t go as planned but Henry had plenty of fun! Even if Emma and Regina were in shock at the news. At some point, Eugene tried to convince himself that maybe there’s a reason why those memories weren’t brought back with him, but a part of him was curious about what truly happened.

They all found who cast the dark curse and what exactly they were dealing with eventually.

“Seriously? The Wicked Witch Of The West? She’s real too…?” Emma asked in shock and disbelief, looking around.

Cadence raised an eyebrow and remarked, “Says the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming.”

As Elio and Eugene snickered to themselves.

Of course, after beating Zelena aka The Wicked Witch Of The West, Henry’s memories returned and whatnot, everyone headed back to the diner a few days later to celebrate. Henry was reading to Snow and Charming’s baby boy the story of how his parents met, in which Ruby and Cadence chimed in with their comments before Theresa and Elio arrived. Robin and Eugene were sharing a laugh over a drink with Regina while they watched the scene happen. It was good!

Killian accidentally let it slip that Emma was thinking of returning back to New York City, possibly with Henry in tow, in which left everyone in surprise. Henry exclaimed how Storybrooke is our home and Eugene added that maybe we should all discuss this privately. Regina didn’t even looked pleased with the idea, after wanting her son to stay with her and if anything, Emma should just leave. Eugene gave her a look at her idea as she shrugged.

Eventually, a few hours later, Emma returned in a new light with realization that Storybrooke is her home along with the friends and family in it. Among other events that occurred during that time.

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Season 4 ~❄️🪄🌙

Elsa came to Storybrooke. Robin Hood’s wife who was supposed to be dead retuned due to Emma’s actions, causing a rift between her and Regina. Killian and her decided to go a date. Eugene was on Team Let’s Have Maid Marian Be Gone, but Snow glared at him. Regina silently agreed with him at first but knew that it wasn’t right thing to do.

Eugene would never admit it, but he developed a fondness for Elsa and actually found her to be very nice, despite what Grumpy said. He just wasn’t a fan of The Ice Queen, no offense to Elsa and Emma. Speaking of Emma, he felt sympathy for her during everything, he couldn’t related to what she was going through exactly but he knew she must’ve been upset. He seen from experience, that one wrong decision, can lead to people not trusting your judgement or treating you like someone who should be kept an eye on instead.

At some point, Snow snapped and actually yelled at Emma for accidentally hurting her father. When Eugene knew that all David was trying to do was push Killian out of the way before he could even get hurt, so it an obvious accident. When they arrived at the apartment to discuss what happened, Elio was holding Cadence back from saying something she might regret or not.

But Eugene wasn’t them. So when Snow said to David that “we” failed Emma—that’s when Eugene let his tongue slip. The same tongue that usually got him in trouble according to Killian, telling Snow White off and that it wasn’t David’s fault for any of this—but her own.

You can already imagine the disrespect and annoyance after that. Snow and Eugene apologized to one another sometime later.

Of course, later on in the season, things slowly got into a better gear, as despite The Shatter Sight spell, the Darkness, secrets being revealed, the team separating into two different groups. Even the concept of good vs evil, heroes vs villains were taken center stage. So Eugene was faced with his moral compass and what side he stood on, he wasn’t considered a bad character or an amazingly good one either. He was seen at sometimes as an anti-hero by some and some kept their opinions to themselves. Nothing is truly black or white, anymore. And honestly? Eugene was okay with that.

Oh! Henry introduced him to Star Wars and Marvel Comics, who knew the kid had good taste? He was shocked to find out who Luke Skywalker’s father was and he became a fan of a few characters from the Marvel movies. The two of them bonded this season!

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Season 5 ~ 🌒🍂⚡️

The Darkness comes circling back! This could be summarized as The Gang’s No Good Very Bad Day (sorta). Cause Emma’s The Dark One sacrifice after not wanting to the darkness to come and get Regina, she sacrificed herself to become a part of it.

Theresa mumbled, “…why was that kinda gay?”

Eugene rolled his eyes sighing, while sharing a look with the others and Cadence snickered at her comment. Elio just put a hand on Theresa’s shoulder and shared a look, smirking. Killian tried to take the dark one dagger to summon Emma but it was no use, because she wasn’t in this world according to Regina.

Anyways! Off to Camelot!

Eugene spend a bunch of his time in Camelot basically being a knight with Elio and David, he actually enjoyed it. And yes, of course he danced with Belle at the ball after getting all dressed up, even flirted with her to cheer themselves up. Honestly, he said that he could live here and never return home a couple of times. Belle and Eugene read together to solve the mystery of how to resolve the darkness from Emma, shared a few drinks together, and went on an evening stroll.

But he hated King Arthur from the beginning and thought that David was replacing him in the bromance section, so he went off with Robin instead. Pff, he wasn’t jealous he had his best friend Robin Hood to accompany him, he was just concerned mainly for Charming’s safety.

During the rest of the season, they returned to Storybrooke suddenly with no memories of what happened as Emma went full Dark One and was hiding shit from everyone. Of course, they all got their memories back and Eugene wanted to murder Emma after finding out what happened.

His freaking brother was the dark one too?! Regina and Eugene tried to convince Dark One!Killian Jones, what kind of man he truly wants to be. Thankfully in the end, Killian made the right choice but sadly died in the process. Eugene dropped his sword and fell to his knees once he returned home to his apartment that night, letting out a silent sob.

He lost both of his older brothers to the fire…

A few short days later, Emma showed up at his door claiming that they’re going to drink Killian back. Eugene shook his head, last thing he wanted was to deal with dark forces after everything that happened and slammed the door in her face. It wasn’t until Regina and Elio convinced him, that’s when he joined.

Yay! Road Trip to The Underworld.

Eugene spends most of his time in the beginning a bit bitter, annoyed and tired. At first he directs it all towards Emma, just wanting all of them to get out of there as soon as possible and possibly get his big brother back. Robin knows his best friends is in a vulnerable state right now and suggests he waits for Killian to return back to them with Emma, instead of him doing something reckless. Reluctantly, Eugene agreed and decided to put his mind on other things while they were here, doing what can to make things better.

But that doesn’t stop a snicker towards Emma from him. As he comes across Rumple with his ex-wife, Mliah, and Emma in the street. As Milah says, “You’ve been with my former lover and my son?”

Eugene holds back a light smirk and pats Emma’s shoulder telling her, she’s on her own as he walks away. She sent him a soft glare in return, swearing that she saw Rumple smugness on his face.

During this time, Snow and Robin pull him away from the mess deciding to distract Eugene for his own good. They are going to help people find out their unfinished business, Henry suggested he comes along knowing he can do some good in The Underworld. Eugene hesitated before feeling a slight pang of sadness and guilt, he’s been acting bitter and annoyed—when he could be helping people! With a soft smile, he ruffles Henry’s hair and agrees to do so.

So Eugene and the others were willing to join in, did their best to help people in The Underworld. Going as far as teaming up with David and Snow to trick Cruella into getting the key. It was an awkward yet humorous moment, Cruella enjoyed it but David and Eugene did not.

He went to the loft afterwards to unwind and shake off that uncomfortable moment with Cruella. He told David he’ll meet up with him later on, but his plans got switched when the sound of the door open. Eugene looked up from his drink to see Emma walking in with Killian behind her. His expression soften at the sight. There was a silence that ranged between the three of them, nothing wild or strange, but familiar enough to send waves through their minds. Killian stepped forward pulling in his younger brother into a tight embrace, not even giving him time to react before returning the hug. Eugene glanced at Emma, reaching out his hand in which she took and gently squeezed.

A silent apology between the two of them was made, sharing a brief smile and sigh of sympathy.

They all knew the road ahead back home wouldn’t be easy, but it’s worth the risk to do so.

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Ahhh okay, yes I know I stopped at Season 5! But I didn’t know what else to write yet and I didn’t want to bore anyone into reading more about this story hahaha

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[writerspirit]

menstrual hormones + imagination = writing smut about my favorite italians

[maddyromanoff]

*everyone doing their own thing*

Y/n: *walks in singing*

Regina: oh god not this again.. *throws something at y/n and misses*

Y/n: ouch! *smirks at regina and continues singing louder*

Regina: i swear the day you shut up is the day i’ll marry you!

Y/n: *immediately goes quiet*

Regina: wait hang on! i don’t mean it-

Snow: well at least we now know who Y/n’s mystery crush is *giggles*

[lalixlizzie]

Sky full of stars

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Regina Mills x fem!Reader

A/N: This is the first time I write something like this, sorry if you don't understand something, English is not my first language but I try to write the best I can.

Warnings: None.

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It was a starry night, the moon was shining brighter than usual, everyone was having fun at Granny's. It had become very common for you and them to meet almost every day in that cafeteria.

They are celebrating that they prevented another curse from being carried out in Storybrooke, to be honest you think everyone is already tired of how repetitive this situation is. You think everyone needs a break.

Everyone is having a good time, but there's someone you can't get out of your head. Regina was the only person who didn't seem to enjoy the night.

She was sitting alone at one of the tables in the place looking out the window. You didn't like that, she should be happy and celebrating, not sad looking out the window waiting for it to be time to leave. You took a deep breath and went straight towards her.

“Hey.” You said as you reached her table. Mills looked up and her eyes connected with yours.

Those beautiful almond eyes were now looking at you. Oh god, you could faint right now. You never had the chance to tell Regina how you feel about her, whenever you wanted to try, things happened that prevented you from doing so.

“Hey...” She looks at you confused and then looks at the others. “ I thought you were celebrating with Emma and the Charmings ”

“It's tiring, they smile all the time, it seems like something is happening to them. ” You joke, to which Regina laughs. You never get tired of hearing her laugh. “Can i sit?”

The mayor nodded and with her arm indicated the place where you could sit. As you do so, she looks at you with a smile.

“ Why are you looking at me like that? Do I have something on my face? ” You began to touch your face to get rid of what made the brunette smile.

“No...” Mills moved closer to you to stop your hands, moving them away from your face as she intertwined her fingers with yours.

You started to get nervous, but you couldn't show it. What happens if she realizes that you like her? Will she talk to you again? You did not know. But after asking a thousand questions in your head, there was something that made you return to the conversation.

“Henry told me he had a lot of fun with you the other day. ”

“Oh, I just took him to the arcade and then we went for ice cream. It wasn't a big deal.”

“It's not what you did, but what he told me you told him”

You said a lot of things to that kid, you don't really remember the things you guys talk so much about. Emma almost always asks you to take care of him for a while while she finishes paperwork at the police station.

And that was a problem, many things went through your mind again. What could Henry have said to his mother?

You had no problem letting Emma know, since you have been friends for years and always tell each other things, no matter how stupid they are. And Henry liked to be part of your conversations, so you always included him.

But Regina... She wasn't the same as Emma.You don't know if she would take things well or badly.

“And... what did he tell you? ” You said as best you could, you weren't going to show that you were nervous.

“He told me something funny, that you like me.”

You swore you were going to kill that kid. Your cheeks began to burn, you were embarrassed, surely the former Evil Queen could see it.

“Everyone likes you, Regina. You are charming and a very good person. ” You tried to make an excuse so she wouldn't see the obvious.

She started shaking her head. “Not in a friend way. He said you were in love with me.”

“Oh...” These moments are the ones you wish the earth would swallow you and disappear. You never thought you'd feel this way. “I'm so sorry, I don't know how he could say that to you, I've never said that. I'm really sorry if you felt uncomfortable, I didn't mean...”

You couldn't finish your excuse because you felt the softness of Mills's lips on yours. You felt a million butterflies in your stomach. You couldn't believe what was happening. Did she silence you with a kiss? Like in the movies? Oh God.

After a few seconds, Regina separated her lips from yours and you just stared at each other, no one spoke for minutes. You could only concentrate on the moon reflected in the brunette's beautiful eyes.

“Does this... Does this mean anything to you?” You asked, afraid that the answer would be "no."

“Of course yes, I also have feelings for you. I thought Henry told you.”

“He didn't.” You said quickly.

“Well, now you know it.” She came a little closer to you, and gently and delicately placed her hands on your cheeks, and then kissed you.

[bloody-cupcakes]

dark Regina/evil queen who kidnaps the reader to keep as a cute little pet, and punishes you when she finds you're trying to escape~

Tw: yandere/dark content, kidnapping, noncon/dubcon, nsfw/smut, mean fem dom, gender neutral/genitalia not specified

You'd been taken by Regina one day after she saw you taking a walk in the forest near your home. You hated having to stay with her, so everyday you did your best to escape from her palace, the prison she insisted you call 'home'.

She thought it was adorable how often you'd try to escape, honest. Never once did she consider the possibility that you might actually get away, and even if you did, she wasn't that worried. Between her magic and the several guards she had under her employ, nothing and no one would keep you away from her.

So imagine her frustration and disbelief when one day you did manage to escape, having gotten help from one of the kinder guards who hated having to see you locked up like that. To say she was furious was an understatement, as she had the guard in question tortured until they finally gave up your last known location: the woods near the palace.

She immediately set off after you, wanting to be the one to find you herself so she could have the pleasure of punishing you for your misdeeds, and once she did, let's just say she wasn't too kind.

"Well, well, well. Look who we have here." You freeze, having been caught by Regina trying to climb up a tree as a means of escape. Before you could say anything, the branches from that very tree latched itself around your torso and limbs, bringing you down to face the Evil Queen herself. "So, you think you can run away with the help from one of your little friends, and I won't notice? You think I wouldn't find you, hm? Think I'm too stupid to know where to look?" "I- n- no, that's not it at all- please, please just let me go-" you begged, tears forming in your eyes as you wondered what sort of things she had in store for you. "Let you go?" She tilted her head while staring at you menacingly. "Now, why on earth would I ever do that?" As she's speaking, you can feel one of the branches from the tree start to rub against your crotch, and you let out a surprised gasp, flailing around as you tried to break free from its hold, but it was no use. It fact, the more you tried to escape it, the more it tightened its grip, clearly under one of the queen's powerful spells. "N- no, no- I- I don't want this- please, free me-" Tears began streaming down your face as you pleaded with Regina, and she stepped towards you, a fake pout on her face. "Aw, you don't want this, my pet?" She asked in a mocking tone. "Well, that's too bad, because I do." The branch between your legs began rubbing against you in a much harsher way when Regina took another step closer, grabbing your chin roughly as she smirked at you. "Oh, you poor thing. Look at you, so pathetic," she cooed, her gentle tone an obvious contrast from everything else that was happening to you in the moment. "Please- pl- please-" you begged once more, but at this point you were unsure of what you wanted, a fire lit deep within you as you began moving your hips against the branch, trying to keep in time with its thrusts. "'Please', what, sweetheart?" She asked in a teasing way, her hand moving from your chin down to your neck before resting on your breastbone. "It sounds to me like you're enjoying what's happening to you." "N- no, I'm not, I- I just-" You felt something other than a branch move against you, something that felt like, for lack of better words, pure magic. It teased your needy hole before plunging up in you, causing you to let out a sound that was something between a shriek and a moan. Regina was relentless with her magic, using it to (pretty roughly) get you off, her eyes never once leaving your face, which you felt burning up from the embarrassment of both what was happening and how much you were enjoying it. Due to the fast and harsh pace of the thrusting, from both her magic and the tree's branch, you came rather quick, your already heightened senses being overstimulated when neither one stopped, even after you'd already cum. Finally, after what felt like decades later, both came to a halt, and you were let go of completely, the physical magic exiting your aching hole as you were unpromptedly dropped by the branches, landing on the dirty ground beneath you. You were exhausted from being overworked sexually, and the fall from the tree to the forest floor certainly didn't help. What made it even worse was when you remembered why you were there in the first place, a sadistic laugh piercing the otherwise quiet forest from the queen above you. "Oh, I wouldn't spend a long time resting down there, pet. After all, we're just getting started. And if you think that was all it took to satisfy my anger, you're dead wrong."

[goosin-around]

Emma: yeah ive been really into true crime podcast's recently

regina(trying to flirt): oh wow thats crazy ive actually been a main suspect in seven different murder cases

[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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[horsechestnut]

Once Upon a Time missed a prime opportunity by not making Zelena both Regina and Snow White's half sister.