Fic: Harmless - Chapter 1
AU: Belle arrives, bruised and bleeding, on the doorstep of a lame spinner and his son. On the run from the war and its causes, her short stop-over becomes something else entirely.
A/N: I’ve had this story in my head for months, and Marchie finally convinced (i.e: begged, pleaded and bullied) me to write it. So here goes: my second Big Damn AU.
Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9 - Chapter 10 - Chapter 11 - Chapter 12 - Chapter 13 - Chapter 14
Everything is quiet in the village.
More than quiet: silent. It’s the kind of calm emptiness that only comes when everyone is locked up tight, hiding their children by firelight and quietly – quieter than mice and tiny crawling insects – mourning their dead.
Rumpelstiltskin is no exception. He cowers, and feels little shame anymore in doing so, with Baelfire never out of his line of sight.
No, Bae, stop eyeing up Belle. It’s lovely that you’re helping her and everything, but that is a dynamic I do NOT need here
Boy, you’d better start shipping Belle and your papa fairly damn fast, or you might be shipped off to the ogre wars sooner than you think.
Totally not starting what might turn into another massive AU
With Belle as a runaway princess, hunted and starving and a little bit broken, and Rum and Bae taking her in. And then Ogres and Dragons and shit. And fires, and bravery, and possible semi-awkward but sweet sexytimes.
Because if I was, that would mean I’d been silly enough to tell Marchie about it, and let her convince me with her stupid Dragon puppy-eyes.
Oh wait, I did. And now I have almost a page of it written.