#EVILSREIGN- an independent, exclusive and private interpretation of the evil queen. inspired by and adapted from abc's once upon a time with an original lore and diverges from canon as of season two. features and explores potentially triggering content. minors dni. low-active as of july, twenty-two. originally established in twenty-thirteen, revamped numerous times and developed over the course of several years. RULED BY REIGN. SHE/HER. 21+
one. basic roleplay rules apply. standard dni regarding subjects that are not appropriate not acceptable. dni faceclaims will be judged on a case-by-case basis however most notable fcs considered "problematic" are a given. i am not afraid to block anyone that makes me uncomfortable. i soft-block for lack of interested expressed in interacting either in character or out, excessive vague blogging or participation in fuelling the fires of drama or sending / encouraging hateful anons. while i am open to non-mutuals following me, excessive spamming of my notifications will warrant a sb or a hb. if you do not have information on your blog about you, your muse or basic rules, i will not follow you back.
two. i am mutually exclusive, meaning i will only write with and primarily interact with mutuals. evilsreign is not my primary blog, and i am now working full time in a career that is very time and energy consuming. for this reason, activity will be sporadic here and i am mostly going to be using this space for writing only. i do not look at new followers regularly. if i have not followed you back after two weeks, i am unlikely to follow you back at all. you are welcome to unfollow, you are also welcome to stay. do not follow-unfollow-follow. you will be blocked. i do believe in having mains and exclusives to further explore relationships and dynamics in depth. when i plot with someone, i am invested in the development of our characters. you can find anyone this relates to listed below.
important : regina is a character near and dear to my heart. she was my first proper muse here on tumblr and i have heavily developed her over the course of my time in this community, even when she hasn't been my main muse or when i wasn't writing her at all. for this reason, i am uncomfortable with other regina blogs following me, be they single muse or a multi. unless discussed prior, please do not follow me or you will be blocked.
three. i write in second person perspective. i use minimal formatting. small text size for descriptive text and regular text size for dialogue with liberal use of bolds, italics and hyperlinks within the dialogue itself for vocal emphasis. i will occasionally use coloured text. it is sporadic. please see the below list for potentially triggering content that, while not necessarily written in detail, may be referenced or can be considered canon to my take on regina :
content : violence, abuse ( child and marital ) as well as physical, mental and sexual trauma, miscarriage and self-sterilisation, mass murder and genocide, mental illness, corruption, manipulation and gaslighting + more.
four. i am open to shipping regina outside of ouat canon however my endgame for her within canon is regina x ruby. regina is pansexual and demiromantic. she has been through a lot and she is not easy to be in a relationship with, but it is worth it in the end. please do not try and force anything. i ship based on chemistry and mutual attraction between two characters. i am comfortable with and open to writing sexual or “spicy” threads or memes provided my writing partner is also comfortable with it, otherwise i will fade-to-black. ship-partners will be indicated below with a 🤍 and are the only iteration of their character that i will ship with.
tba
note. my psd was custom made by venus at venuscommissions.
dead dash but hello i've moved my multi to @/saycred- please follow me there if you want to interact, i've moved all my other solo blogs ( thena, regina, jane & sydney ) there as well so i have only two active blogs from today. muse roster's been cut down. i'll follow blogs back tomorrow / over the weekend.
ship & plot call, this applies to all my blogs so i will be reblogging this. but if you are at all interested in possibly shipping with any of my characters, please like this and i’ll message you. i’m happy to plot the relationship otherwise i’m also happy to jump straight into it with a starter or meme. follow ah-rated for all usfw content.
“ what do you want, red? ” dark piercing eyes settle upon the wolf as the queen stands steady. it’s a wonder @vivrae was granted entry through the door, considering regina’s recently resurged penchant for threatening all who darken her doorstep with a blade to their neck-old habits die hard, even twenty-eight years later, and the curse breaking has put her in a particularly vulnerable place. the brace tied around her wrist like shackles evidence of that. she may not be able to set her would be executioners on conjured fire, but that doesn’t stop her from striking a match . . . still, the queen’s history with the wolf is the only reason she had even opened the door. or so she claims.
eyes narrow at the other with a clenched jaw, perfect teeth gritting as she refuses to avert her gaze-regina, though she would deny it vehemently, is in a defensive state. the curse has not long broken, but it’s been some time since she last saw ruby and she’s not interested in hashing out a relationship built on lies and deceit- it wasn’t real. it repeats in her head but never quite settles upon her tongue. regina is many things, but she is not a liar. she may twist the truth to some degree but, outside of her cursed self-unaware of the fabled queen kept under lock and key and curse-she has only ever spoken what she believed to be true. words have power, and few know that better than regina.
she could count on one hand the people she feels some semblance of care for, one of them she stares at now. but regina is stuborn, and bitter, and petty, and she won’t admit it. what use would it be now, anyway? the curse is broken, they are done. “ whatever it is you’re here for, i can’t help you. ” drawled deadpan on a monotonous tongue, regina almost flinches at her faux pas. can’t, not won’t. perhaps the curse, and her son, have made her soft. she can’t quite decide if that’s a good or bad thing.
“ i have no interest in being friends with you, miss swan. “ calculating gaze is cold and hard, her stare penetrating as it is unnerving. the eyes hiding both queen and killer, monstrous past shining through the dark hues of her gaze as it settles upon the blonde usurper. her son-regina’s son, infatuated by the promise of a blood bond that regina is unable to provide, and the truth of their town, the truth of her, souring what was once a cherished relationship. regina had never cared about her victory, the curse long since losing it’s appeal. were it not for the possibility of losing her son, she may have even welcomed the change, having grown bored in the early years. but now, she is once again alone. and what point is there to being ‘good’ when henry accuses her for every misfortune to befall the idiots of her town. “ i have no interest in being civil. and i have no interest in helping you or these people when they would sooner have me hanged . . . make a deal with the devil and ask the dark one, saviour. you would have better luck with him than me. “
" this is pointless, “ words drawled on her tongue, she turns her eyes skyward as they slowly roll. pushing away from the wall, her patience worn thin, regina stalked toward their captive, arm pulled out of the reaching grasp of her company as she curls her fingers around the wood of their chair, her other hand sinking in to their chest to close around their still beating heart. with bared teeth and a snarl, she pulled the information they sought from him with a squeeze of her hand, another light tug to incite the fear in his eyes she found pleasing. when she stands, her hand slipping out of his chest with familiar ease, regina wrapped her fingers around her wrist and pressed her thumb in to her pulse, turning to face the others. her brow quirked at them, uncaring for their stares or judgement, watching as they turned away. her own eyes drift towards carol, and regina blinked at her languidly, before tilting her head. “ -what? “
