Random angsty OUAT thought
What if Regina decided not to give Mr Gold a first name on purpose? She’d been the Evil Queen for years, and very few people called her Regina in FTLand anymore. She was a monster and known by her title. Rumpelstiltskin, however, was known not as the Dark One but by his real name. She called him Mr Gold in Storybrooke to deny him the humanity even of a first name, making him the monster and her the human being.
Fic: Rumour Has It - Chapter 13
AU: Because of one little lie, everyone at Storybrooke University now thinks that Belle Charmin is sleeping around, and Professor Gold, the only guy who seems to believe her innocence, is totally off limits. Easy A!AU.
A/N: WOO! And here we are, the closing scenes. I am, to be honest, very glad to be done with this fic, but yay finishing things! You can thank tjmystic for the speediness: she begged and bargained and I’ll do most things for decent OTP porn :D
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
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Rumour Has It
Chapter 13
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Belle’s walk from her car to the central quad feels like both the shortest and longest of her life. Bay wouldn’t have asked her here if it weren’t important. He knew how hard it was for her to be back in Storybrooke, after how everything had ended last semester.
It’s the end of August, the leaves just starting to think about turning brown on the trees, the air both warm and crisp, starting the long descent into the Maine winter. Belle managed to avoid the place for the whole summer, writing out her story, going somewhere else, anywhere else, to visit friends or family. She even went to Boston a few times, certainly not to see if Gold would linger in their old places. He didn’t, of course. For all she knows, he’d caught the first plane back to Glasgow, and she’ll never see him again.
Fic: Rumour Has It - Chapter 12
AU: Because of one little lie, everyone at Storybrooke University now thinks that Belle Charmin is sleeping around, and Professor Gold, the only guy who seems to believe her innocence, is totally off limits. Easy A!AU.
A/N: Yes, it’s been a long time, but this is the second to last chapter and I hope it’s been worth the wait. Enjoy!
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
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Rumour Has It
Chapter 12
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You know how in those really frustrating TV relationships, the hero and heroine meet and pine after each other, and then they finally hook up, and then everything’s happy for a while, and then they break up, and then they’re together again, but they just keep breaking up?
I always used to wonder if it was something people just got hooked on, you know? The drama of it all. The will-they-won’t-they of it.
Rumbelle - 1920s AU
Belle was just a member of the chorus, nothing really: she only danced in the speakeasy because she had no place else to go.
She regretted this the night they were raided, and she thought for ten unspeakable seconds that she would be caught, and thrown in jail with the rest of the trash.
She knew why: everyone did. The girls in the chorus, Mary Margaret and Ruby, even Ashley, had been gossiping about Mr Gold, the notorious gangster who sat more and more often in the darkest corner, sipping his whiskey and watching the show. Granny’d fended off Chief Swan for this long, but with Gold frequenting everyone was on edge.
The police raided, and Belle ran for her life.
Her heel broke in the crowd, when she was not ten feet from the exit and she stumbled and fell. She didn’t expect to be caught in strong arms, and hauled out of the building at a strange, swaying run. The man dragging her along was not a cop, she could tell from his spats. He was a patron.
“You need to learn to kick your shoes off in a rush,” the man said, gruffly, when the crowd had dispersed and the police passed them by. “No good getting yourself caught up in all this.”
She was breathless, frozen with just her skimpy costume and beads for warmth, her breath coming out in sharp little gusts of steam into the night air. “Thank you,” she said, helplessly, “You saved my ass.”
“Don’t mention it,” he said, in that same standoffish tone, and Belle finally glanced up. She didn’t have to look far, but she recognized him immediately: the man before her cast a shadow over the whole city, no matter how slender and slight his frame.
Mr Gold stood before her, one hand on his cane. She couldn’t say another word - everyone knew that he was dangerous, a killer, the leader of Storybrooke’s most feared gang - but he seemed not to care.
He shrugged his jacket off, negligently, and wrapped it around her trembling shoulders. “Get yourself home,” he said, “And don’t mention this to anyone, if you feel like waking up tomorrow morning.”
She gasped, and for a moment she saw the hint of a smile - almost abashed, ashamed even, strange as it seemed - fly over his lips. “That’s not a threat, Miss French,” he said, softly, “I’d not save you from Swan only to have you killed. My name tends to bring bullets, is all. I’d not have you put in danger.”
She only nodded, dumbly, and watched as, with a curiously formal bow, Gold made his way off down the alleyway, vanishing into the smoke.
Only then, as she stumbled in her broken heel toward the streetlights and cabs waiting, did she realise that she’d never told him her name.
#rumbelle #rumbelle fic #rumbelle art #rumpelstiltskin #mr gold #belle french #ouat #1920s AU #my edit #fanfiction
Fic: Reasons
Title: Reasons
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Bae’s teacher offers to come over and fix his computer over the winter break; they get snowed in.
A/N: pure happy fluff to celebrate one whole year of Rumbelle. Remix of ‘Chalkdust’, but no need to read that first. No FTland backstory, Bae is twelve and Belle is his teacher.
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This was a bad idea, Gold thought, a bad, bad idea.
But Bae had computer trouble, and it was beyond even his extensive skill to fix. His father was no use: Gold hadn’t even a computerised till at the shop, and did all of his accounts by hand: he wouldn’t know a keyboard from a modem if they walked up and introduced themselves.
Fic: Stranger (6/6)
AU: Belle remembers everything about their old life, and finally gains freedom from her asylum prison. But Rumpelstiltskin is nowhere to be found: in his place is an oblivious pawnbroker who is as cursed as everyone else in Storybrooke.
A/N: And here we have it, the grand finale. This story really is my baby, and I’m so glad so many of you followed it with me. I hope you enjoy the ending!
Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6
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Stranger
Chapter 6
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Gold had assumed that, when the time came for Belle to come out of his home and into the world, he would be the one holding her hand, leading her, showing her.
Fic: Stranger (5/6)
AU: Belle remembers everything about their old life, and finally gains freedom from her asylum prison. But Rumpelstiltskin is nowhere to be found: in his place is an oblivious pawnbroker who is as cursed as everyone else in Storybrooke.
A/N: Second to last chapter, dearies! :D
Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5
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Stranger
Chapter 5
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The tenth day dawns fresh and bright, and Gold is loathe to leave Belle alone.
Their past few days have been idyllic: they spent time together in her new garden, weeding and watering, allowing the new seeds to flourish under her patient hands. They cooked meals together, are together, made love on the couch and their bed with equal vigor. It had been perfect, and she had not allowed anything to come in and spoil it. She is trying, really trying, and he loves her more with every passing day.
Fic: Off The Path; Into The Dark
Title: Off The Path; Into The Dark
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ruby/Gold (NOT Red/Rumpelstiltskin)
Summary: Ruby’s hot and Gold is bored, and it’s all too easy to lure a girl from the path and into the woods. What if Ruby really was Little Red Riding Hood, and Gold was the wolf? Set in Storybrooke, pre-season 1.
A/N: this is a birthday present for my glorious dragonmama Marchie. Redgold is an idea we’ve been playing with for a while, so I thought it was a fitting gift.
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The first time it happens, it’s most definitely his fault.
She’s only twenty, after all, and a waitress. She barely graduated high school, for God’s sake, and she’s not known for her responsible decision-making. Ruby can’t be faulted for being left alone with an attractive older man, with his sly smiles and gleaming eyes. No one blamed Red Riding Hood, after all, for getting caught by the wolf.
Fic: Saturday Morning Redux
Title: Saturday Morning Redux
Rating: PG-13
Summary: He has to see her one last night, one last time, before the end of their world.
A/N: It feels a little strange to leave a series that was basically a sex story on such an innocent note, but this was the only way it could finish, really. This is the chronological end of the Time of Day series, which is kind of a milestone for me. This story comes after Friday Afternoon, chronologically.
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He was standing outside Belle’s house at five in the morning.
He couldn’t knock, or call, or throw a stone like he had once upon a time. He wouldn’t do that to her.
Fic: Shells
Title: Shells
Rating: PG-13
Summary: This time, he is not the one who does the breaking. Spoilers for 2x12, ‘In The Name Of The Brother’.
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He’s the one who cracks, breaks, shatters his treasures on the floor.
He is far from careless, of course, Rumpelstiltskin prides himself on being meticulous, in fact. But he is the one who does the breaking: Belle is supposed to be the one person in all the worlds who can put things back together. He is the burn and she is the balm.
Fic: Stranger (4/6)
AU: Belle remembers everything about their old life, and finally gains freedom from her asylum prison. But Rumpelstiltskin is nowhere to be found: in his place is an oblivious pawnbroker who is as cursed as everyone else in Storybrooke.
Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4
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Stranger
Chapter 4
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Ten days, she promises, and what days they are.
He’d been wrong, it seems, about Belle not staying for the after. In fact, it seems she has suddenly woken up, life and energy sparking from her fingertips, and the very air in their house is alive with her, shimmering and bright.
thehinkypanda prompted:
Gold can’t figure out how to unhook her garters.
Now I feel bad, since you keep prompting porn and getting angst, so here you go:
Fic: Stranger (3/6)
AU: Belle remembers everything about their old life, and finally gains freedom from her asylum prison. But Rumpelstiltskin is nowhere to be found: in his place is an oblivious pawnbroker who is as cursed as everyone else in Storybrooke.
A/N: And here the rating rises to low-R. Scenes of a kinda sexual-ish nature ahead. Warn the children.
Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3
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Stranger
Chapter 3
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That evening, Gold leaves a bowl of soup and a plate of bread outside Belle’s door for her dinner. Somehow, he knows that she isn’t coming down, no matter how much he wishes she would. Does he know her so well after only a few weeks?
He wonders at her reaction: did he say something wrong again? Did he remind her of something she’d rather forget, or further disrupt her belief that he is the man she wishes to be with? Did he simply upset her, offend her, with his opinion?
Fic: Stranger (2/6)
AU: Belle remembers everything about their old life, and finally gains freedom from her asylum prison. But Rumpelstiltskin is nowhere to be found: in his place is an oblivious pawnbroker who is as cursed as everyone else in Storybrooke.
A/N: I intended to spread these out a bit more, but with the new episode on Sunday and me being both bored and impatient, that plan failed. Oh well.
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Stranger
Chapter 2
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Belle keeps trying to make Gold remember whatever it is she feels he’s forgotten. Every day it’s something new.
The five days in, she drops a cup to the ground on purpose. It chips, the way his favourite did once, and she looks up at him and very deliberately apologises, “I’m so sorry: it’s chipped.”
“It’s just a cup,” he brushes her off, automatically, and her eyes light in excitement. But he says no more on the matter, and as soon as the spark arrived it has faded: he turns away, back to his work, and she leaves quickly to fetch a dustpan and brush.
Fic: Stranger (1/6)
AU: Belle remembers everything about their old life, and finally gains freedom from her asylum prison. But Rumpelstiltskin is nowhere to be found: in his place is an oblivious pawnbroker who is as cursed as everyone else in Storybrooke.
A/N: Fyre prompted this, and Val and Ched helped me edit this first chapter. I have to say this is probably one of my all-time favourite things I’ve ever written! Enjoy!
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Stranger
Chapter 1
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There is a woman on Cameron Gold’s doorstep.
He finds her at ten in the morning, although he has no idea how long she might have been waiting for him to do so. She is curled around herself, her arms clasped about her knees, shivering and staring at the street. Her long dark hair is matted, tangled and shaggy around her face, her hospital scrubs more than a little worse for wear.
