Belle lied and told him that the scourges and flaying never happened. A lie to protect him, but their first night of making love, he discovers the truth.
It appears to be a night of angst. Enjoy!
Scars cover her in pale skin, harsh and riddled and deep, and he understands now why she wanted the lights off. But he can feel them, ridges and healed gashes, lines and marks and sickening little burns. He can feel them with his fingertips.
She feels him trace one line, long and deep, and shudders, her eyes meeting his.
“You lied, my love.” he whispers, and she nods, her eyes gleaming and glistening wet.
Fic: Left To Care
Fic: Left To Care
Summary: He sees her, sometimes, through the bars. Sometimes she speaks.
A/N: Calonari prompted this, so it’s her fault. That and the utterly shit week I’ve been having. Enjoy!
“Well, this is certainly a role reversal.”
And he doesn’t need this, no, not at all. He doesn’t deserve this, not after all he’s done, not after this sacrifice.
He doesn’t deserve her scorn; it’s the only thing he ever truly earned
Fic: In And Out Of Character
Fic: In And Out Of Character
Summary: Isobel French is a character actress at Disneyland Paris; Mr Gold is the investor who meets her every day. Disneyland!AU.
A/N: This is what comes of me having my new smartphone and two hours queuing for the Princess room at Disneyland. Pure, unadulterated AU-fluff. Enjoy!
If they play the Mickey Mouse theme tune one more time, Cam Gold is going to murder someone.
He, strangely enough considering how he owns large share of the ground on which the damn park is built on, has no say whatsoever over what music is played. And while he could have the bastard’s boss’ boss fired, personnel on the small scale is entirely delegated.
He doesn’t want to have spent enough time in the horrid place to know the exact timing of the looped piped music. It is an inventive form of torture.
CALLING ANY FOLLOWER WITH PHOTOSHOP SKILLS
It has come to my attention that we need a blog that has not yet been made. Anyone who is familiar with ‘Loki’s-dirty-whispers’ will understand the concept.
We need one for the things you’d like to hear Gold/Rumpelstiltskin say. Anything from the obscene to the fluffy to the heartbreaking.
Except I have zero Photoshop skill.
So, anyone who would like to make this happen, I would be more than happy to submit a tonne of entries to get you going/help out in any way I can :D
Fic teaser: Elbows and Knees
Fyre asked for fic where Rumpelstiltskin is less than a total sex god his first time with Belle, and for awkward, giggly sex. So this is a teaser, and I hope to make the full fic my 650 follower thank-you fic :D
Fic: Older and Far Away (1/?)
Fic: Older and Far Away (1/?)
Rating: R, I guess
Summary: Belle was not cursed, and lived twenty-eight years while Storybrooke slept. The night Emma Swan comes to town, she finds her way back too.
A/N: The first part of this was already posted a while ago, but since I put the first three parts I wrote together (and I don’t know how many people could even find that first part) I’ve added it on here. This is what happens when I have a bad night. This is also a Rumbelle War post.
Belle, somehow, had avoided the Curse.
She doesn’t know how, and assumes it was the Queen’s wards around her prison cell that kept all of the magic, even the darkest and most powerful of all from touching her.
She lived twenty-eight years, in this land without magic.
Anonymous asked: Regina removed Belles heart ans she is her cold and calloused secretary but somehow Gold manages to make her smile
Isla French doesn’t like people.
Fic: Rumour Has It - Chapter 8
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.
Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9 - Chapter 10
Rumour Has It
Yeah, so, Christmas that year kind of sucked. Well, the run up did, at least. Uncle David and I drove back home a day later, and if I sat there looking like my cat had died and not saying a word, then he didn’t comment on it. He’s kind of vague like that anyway, really.
Emma didn’t ask, mama didn’t ask, even papa just gave me a look that said ‘there’s something wrong but it’s probably a girl thing so I won’t ask’ when I was oddly quiet that night.
I wasn’t sad, or angry, or really any of the many emotions I probably should have been at that point were I a healthy, highly-functioning human being. I was just in a state of shock. Just quietly, coldly, and entirely shocked.
Rating: Oh, so NC-17
Summary: Belle accidentally creates an aphrodisiac potion, and spills it on Rumpelstiltskin. He cannot hide the effects from her, and she volunteers to help.
A/N: It finally happened: a Rumpelstiltskin version of ‘Fever’. This is also my first contribution to the ‘Take Back The Tag’ effort… any excuse to write porn.
And it’s a gift for the wonderful Iambicdearie, who prompted this and needs a little pick-me-up :D.
It was all the girl’s fault.
Belle had bewitched him: that had to be it. She had used those beguiling blue eyes and soft red lips of hers to enchant him, and convince him into his work room, into conjuring for her some more serviceable clothing and teaching her a basic potion.
She had wanted something for her hands, lady’s hands that were becoming chapped and calloused from the work she was not truly built or trained for.
Fic: And Yet
Ficlet: And Yet
Summary: Rumbelle. OUAT/Labyrinth crossover. Belle and Sarah discuss their men.
Prompted ages ago by middlemikki
Belle needed a babysitter for Ellie, so that she and Rumpelstiltskin could have one night alone together. A date night, without their daughter there to stop them from stealing kisses and breaking public decency laws.
It was a noble aim, she had good intentions, and she felt she had been maligned by the universe when it all went horribly wrong.
Fic: Ink Stains and Pencil Shavings (2/3)
Title: Ink Stains and Pencil Shavings (2/3)
Rating: High R, low NC-17. There’re asterisks where the naughty part starts and ends!
Summary: Belle French finds herself drawn to one of her students’ fathers, and Mr Gold doesn’t seem to have a problem with it.
A/N: This is the companion piece to Chalkdust, although prior knowledge isn’t really necessary
This is set in an entirely non-magical AU ‘verse. Meaning that there is no Fairytale Land backstory.
Chapter 1 - Chapter 2
Belle has a crush.
It’s stupid, and a little embarrassing, but there it is. Belle French is twenty-seven and has a schoolgirl crush on an older man. And not just any older man, but the father of one of the kids in her class, just to add to the utter stupidity of her choice.
This is one of the best comparisons of Regina and Rumpelstiltskin I’ve seen. Also the song is wonderful :) (video by xPlatinumxAngelx on YouTube)
Summary: Belle can tame her beast with a touch, just as Rumpelstiltskin can quiet his beauty. Set post-2x01.
He is a monster.
She didn’t see it, perhaps simply chose to ignore it, in the old world. It was easier to think him a man beneath when the monster’s skin was clear as day, when it was a matter of her heart defeating her eyes.
Fic: Lying In Wait
Title: Lying In Wait
Rating: oh, so NC-17
Summary: Rumpelstiltskin wakes up with scales again, and decides to lie in wait in Belle’s favourite armchair. Based on this picture.
A/N: YAY FOR HAPPY SMUT :D That is all. Also: I consider this an early birthday present to myself, because I’ll be too busy this weekend to post anything on the day itself (Sunday, I GET THE PREMIERE AS A GIFT OMG) :D
Rumpelstiltskin is having one of his scaled days.
They happen less and less frequently, these days, with the magic settling once more in Storybrooke and the unpredictability becoming, itself, somewhat predictable. It has no effect on his power, whether he is leather and gold or brown eyes and suits, but he prefers the latter.
He is not Rumpelstiltskin, hasn’t been for a little while now. He has lost most of his outlandish flair, twenty-eight years of subtlety and another eight months of subterfuge having worn down the theatricality it him took centuries to cultivate.
Fic: Scorched Earth
vivacioustavernwench said: Rumbelle. Belle is one of the many queens of FT land. Rumpelstiltskin is her open secret paramour.
(made rebloggable by request)
No one challenges the Marchlands; not since Queen Belle swept to power. Her powder-blue skirts and dimples mask an iron will and a ruthless determination for power, for the security of her lands.
It is said she was born and raised in the worst of the Ogre Wars. It is said that her father locked her in a tower to prevent her from her own self-sacrifice, that she watched the world burn and knew she could have stopped it, had she only spoken sooner.
Her lands are scorched earth, but they are hers. And with her father ripped to shreds before her eyes, her fiance captured and murdered in a land far from home, her castle in ruins, they are all she has.
Rumpelstiltskin comes to see her, sometimes. They both know that she should have spoken, when he arrived all those years ago; they both know he could have saved them with a wave of his hand.
She hates him with the same cold dispassion she holds for all that is not her own. But she moans and sighs when he takes her to bed, and clings to him as if she won’t let go. She calls him her monster; he calls her his beautiful, broken raven.