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OUAT - Outlaw Queen

Red - Chapters: 40/46 (in progress)

What if Robin Hood hadn't been able to save his wife when she caught a deadly disease whilst carrying his child? What if the newly widowed Evil Queen had summoned him instead of the Huntsman to hunt down and kill Snow White? Set in the Enchanted Forest AU, dark! Regina, dark! Robin, dark! Story

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A Light in the Dark - Chapters: 2/2 (complete)

When the eyes can burn into the soul there are no masks that can hide your true self. Prompts from the Outlaw Queen Week "Masked Ball" and "Getting Caught"

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Closet Endeavours - One Shot (complete)

While searching the farm house for anything that might help bring down the Wicked Witch, Robin and Regina seem to be getting along well, until she sees destiny marked on his wrist, but something prevents her from running away. Response to prompt: "Friends locking them inside a closet"

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Dream - One Shot (complete)

Regina banged the door and ran away from pixie dust magic and her soul mate. But what if the man with the lion tattoo had followed the stranger who made such a racket?

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Safe - One Shot (complete)

Regina is on the run from Snow White but she can't run forever. As her nemesis is about to fry her alive, Regina is rescued by a mysterious rider, who turns out to be only too familiar to her heart.

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Seen , caught, kept - 1/3 (in progress)

Robin can't sleep and wondering about the castle, which once was a home to an Evil Queen, he comes by something he should not be seeing. Missing Year, Outlaw Queen

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Concealed - One Shot (complete)

Emma's heart is conflicted after she had seen her magic flip out of her control and harm the ones she cared about. She decides to go to Regina for help but tonight might not be the best night to go inside that vault. Outlaw Queen, Emma's POV

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OUAT - Evil Charming

A Step too Far - One Shot (complete)

What if David hadn't left after he devoured Regina's lasagna? What if he suddenly became interested in devouring something else of hers?

I've put pretty much all of my fics on hiatus because I've got to finish this one : Dark Paradise

>The Evil Queen is desperate to capture Snow White when the King of Sherwood offers her a deal: In exchange for catching the thief Robin Hood, he would get her Snow White.Regina accepts, and promptly sends her knights to arrest the elusive thief. She'll hold the thief in her prison until such time as King Lear gives her Snow White. Only...the thief turns out to be more than she bargained for.

Regina/Robin

So… this story has been a long time coming. Like, “first-drafted-it-in-2013-and-then-stared-at-it-for-ten-years-like-it-wronged-me-in-another-life” and "I-used-to-go-by-OutlawQueenLuvr-but-now-I-go-by-BelleoftheBallpoint" long.

Back then, I started writing this during peak OUAT obsession, right after Season 3A aired, when the “Missing Year” arc had so much untapped potential. I posted it exclusively on ff.net. I had a vision: Regina, grief-stricken, angry, trying to lead a kingdom she didn’t ask for through the Missing Year while she slow-burn falls in love with Robin Hood. At the time, I started writing it with a friend, but somewhere between work, life, a dozen half-finished Google Docs, and deciding to rewrite the story from the beginning on my own, the story got buried.

But it never really let me go.

Now, after years of rewriting (and re-rewriting), I’m finally ready to finish this beast. It’s dark, emotional, full of magic and monsters and messy feelings just like Regina. If you’re reading this, whether you’ve been here since the start or just stumbled in now, thank you. I’m so excited (and a little terrified) to bring you with me on this journey.

Original 2013 summary: Regina groans, pushing herself off the ground. Tiny cuts on her palms sting, mud stains the cream night gown she wasn't very fond of anyway. Leaves and twigs embed in her hair. She's stuck, somewhere in the in between, without her Henry, without her everything. Grief and sorrow call all her attention, and she doesn't see the hooded man stalking her from the trees.

If you're joining for the rewrite? 2025 summary: The Curse is broken, and Regina Mills has been dragged back to the Enchanted Forest, a realm that remembers everything she tried to forget. Trapped with Snow, David, and the remnants of their kingdom, Regina must lead a fractured people through the heart of a haunted land. As old enemies stir and the land itself turns hostile, Regina must reckon with the person she used to be, the mother she longs to become again, and the terrifying possibility that she may not survive the journey home. But the forest isn't the only thing that sees her clearly, and sometimes, the way back isn't about magic. It's about the people who choose to walk beside you. :.: The In Between, Chapter 1

The trees breathed around Regina, tall, silent things that blotted out the sun. Damp earth clung to her boots. A root jutted from the forest floor, nearly tripping her as she walked, but she didn’t curse or scowl like she once would have. She only blinked down at it, eyes tracing the splintered bark, the moss curling like veins across its surface. Her hands twitched, but not from the cold.

Somewhere in the distance, a raven called out once, then went quiet.

She pressed her palms together, fingers curling inward, trying to remember the shape of it. Not the magic, she’d never forgotten the feel of that, but the other thing... the weightless relief, the rush of it.

She’d been nineteen, maybe twenty. Ruth had sliced her hand wide open on a chipped basin in the servants’ quarters. Blood had spilled fast, too fast, soaking the apron at her waist. Ruth looked up at her with those round, fearful eyes. She wasn't supposed to be in the servants' quarters; Mother would punish her if she found out. She should have fled, but instead, Regina, foolish, trembling Regina, had reached out.

She didn’t think, she felt, and the magic, for once, didn’t burn. It warmed and threaded itself through the air, through her fingers, through Ruth’s skin, knitting it closed like a promise. Ruth had cried. Regina had smiled. It had felt like salvation. She’d told herself that day meant something. That it proved she could be more than her mother, more than fear, more than fury, but that was before. Before grief nested in her ribs, and before she started flinching at her own reflection.

Wind moved through the trees, sharp and sudden, slicing across her face like a warning and bringing her back to the present. Regina didn’t flinch. She just let it pass. The forest didn’t care who she used to be. It reached for her regardless. Thorny branches tugged at her sleeves like fingers aching to tear. The air reeked of damp earth, rot, and something older and buried. She walked ahead anyway.

A branch snapped under someone’s foot behind her. “Wait up!” Snow’s voice, breathless, too hopeful, cut through the hush like sunlight where it didn’t belong.

Regina didn’t wait.

“This isn’t the part of the forest I remember,” David muttered. “We’re too far west.”

Regina bit her tongue before she could say something cutting. Too far west, too far east, what did it matter? It all looked the same now. The same gnarled trees, the same choked underbrush, the same haunted ache in her chest. They passed a hollow log, collapsed and slick with fungus. Something skittered inside.

Snow jogged to catch up, her steps crunching dead leaves. “We’ll find shelter soon. Maybe near the riverbend?”

Regina didn’t answer. Her gaze drifted to a knot of trees twisted so tightly together they looked like they were strangling each other. She could still see the blood on the bark, memory or imagination, she didn’t know anymore. Once, Cora had brought her here to learn how to make a heart stop with just a look. Once, she had begged not to try.

“Regina?” She blinked. Snow was beside her now, close enough to touch. “You okay?”

A ridiculous question. Regina turned away. “We should keep moving. You said the sun would set early.”

Snow hesitated, then nodded. David pulled ahead to scout the incline, and Snow lingered for just a second longer before following.

Regina exhaled slowly. Magic prickled at her fingertips, subtle and sharp like static caught beneath her skin. She didn’t release it. Not yet.

Everything here remembered her, and she remembered it right back.