HOOK
DO NOT FUCK WITH US WE ARE LEGION FOR WE ARE MANY
Hook, as captain of this ship, I can tell you that you are barely treading water.
Do you REALLY want to do this.
Also, Regina-stop that.
Did you just slap our princess?
DID YOU JUST
Slap. Our. PRINCESS?!
Fic: Master or Lover
Title: Master or Lover
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Belle and Rumpelstiltskin have a sexual relationship in his castle, but she still wants to see the world.
Part of the ‘Not Quite Yet’ series, follows on from Masked Affection, Honeyed Kisses, and Too Long On The Vine, although they’re probably not needed to understand this fic (certainly not all three).
A/N: So Chip and Marchie posted epic angst fic yesterday, and restarted the War. You have been warned.
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They were not husband and wife: of this, Rumpelstiltskin was certain.
What they were in actuality was much more of a mystery. They were friends, almost all of the time, almost-lovers in part and master and servant in others. When she finished cleaning - earlier and earlier, he found, as she discovered the parts of the castle he actually rarely used and could go untended, she seemed to always be somewhere close.
Fic: Hot And Cold
Title: Hot And Cold
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Belle has the flu, and Rumpelstiltskin prescribes ice cream as a possible cure. Amongst other things.
A/N: As a birthday present to the amazing Rose-Papillon I’m classing this as Creamy Rumbelle. It’s also pure smutty fluff :D I’m sorry it’s a little late, but here you go, dear!
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Belle missed their hamburger date, and Rumpelstilstkin was worried.
It started out as a nagging sensation in his gut, but he was certain that - were she truly not coming - she would telephone the diner and leave a message with her wolf friend. There was no cause for concern.
But a half hour passed, and Ruby was tossing anxious glances at the door as well, and when Rumpelstiltskin asked little Henry Mills - who now lived in the library any time he wasn’t with his grandfather - he said that even he hadn’t seen her all day. The library had been shut. No one had seen Belle.
#omfg #no but seriously #can we please discuss #how much they look like her parents?! #Josh is FIXING HER DRESS #and Ginny hugs her and they're saying she looks all pretty and they look so proud! #they are an actual fucking fairytale family #no one can ever convince me otherwise #ouat #the charmings #actual disney princess ginny goodwin #actual prince charming josh dallas #actual fairytale baby jennifer morrison #this cast though #THIS CAST #once upon a time
Fic: Visiting Hours
Title: Visiting Hours
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Everyone’s been locked away at some point, and everyone’s had a visitor. Or what happens when the people of the Enchanted Forest can no longer run from their personal ghosts.
A/N: So this is a thank you to my 800 followers, because holy hell I have no idea how that happened but I LOVE YOU ALL.
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They are to move to the King’s palace in the morning. Regina’s mother sleeps, beside her sleeping father; her new step-daughter sleeps; her future husband sleeps. Everyone sleeps, and Regina wonders how.
She can barely close her eyes for memories and they bring tears and a tearing, bleeding gash where her heart should be. Every moment she tries to sleep, she hears that terrible, choking, gasping noise her mother tore from Daniel’s throat, as she ripped the heart from his poor shaking chest and crushed it to ashes. She hears not her own screaming, nor her mother’s stern admonishments. She hears only choke, gasp, thud, silence.
Fic: Elbows And Knees
Title: Elbows And Knees
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Belle and Rumpelstiltskin’s first time is not exactly the stuff of romance novels and daydreams, but they do their best.
A/N: Many moons ago, Fyre asked for smut where Rumpelstiltskin is not a sex god, and everything’s a bit difficult and awkward and giggly. This was the best I could do. Enjoy!
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Rumpelstiltskin was aware that his relationship was not all that the town believed.
Oh, he and Belle were seeing each other, of course. Hand in hand on the sidewalk and dinners out, roses on doorsteps. She had been quite right: it would take more than a kiss in the woods and some new clothing, a job at the library and some quiet lies, to win her back. Belle deserved honesty, she had earned that, at least, and more than that: Belle deserved courting.
Fic: Rumour Has It - Chapter 10
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.
This chapter is also rated NC-17, so be forewarned!
Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9 - Chapter 10 - Chapter 11
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Rumour Has It
Chapter 10
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They drove in silence most of the way, both happy not to force conversation. Belle, for her part, didn’t want to say any more: they’d already said far too much, and it was too easy, she felt, for them to slip right back in to the happy, friendly pattern they’d developed over the winter break. And that couldn’t be allowed to happen: that lead to tense conversations and hasty kisses and trouble, and the last thing Belle needed was trouble.
“How did you know?” she asked, finally, and Gold seemed to snap out of his own reverie to blink at her before his eyes snapped back to the road.
Fic: Nightmares Are Curses Too
Title: Nightmares Are Curses Too (and so they too can be broken)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Rumpelstiltskin has a nightmare, and Belle helps him through it. Post-2x04 with lots of spoilers for that, with one very minor spoiler for 2x06.
A gift for my twin, Iambicdearie, who thus far is making good on an important little deal of ours.
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Killian Jones is Death, all black leather and smirking hauteur, and he holds a sword pressed to Rumpelstiltskin’s chest, ready to push forward. Ready to kill.
But it isn’t the pirate man or his blade that worry Rumpelstiltskin: indeed, he does not even feel the cold steel pressed to the flesh of his collarbone, almost breaking the skin, almost drawing blood. His eyes are fixed on the pair to the side, his wife and child, one in front and one behind, one with wide eyes and one with a knife.
Dear Ru,
You prompt harmless things. Why do they end up big and kinky? I do not understand.
Love,
MeOh, good, the telepathic transmitter is working well. Excellent!
So, Bay and Graham, you say? College AU you say? :P
Shhhhhhhhhhhh shhhhhhhhhhh
Oh look a teaser!
Fic: Older and Far Away (2/?)
Fic: Older and Far Away (2/?)
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.
Chapter 1
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Belle always looks where she’s going.
So it’s not an accident when, after hearing the ruckus between the other guest and the Queen in the hotel mid-afternoon, she is walking down the sidewalk and crashes headlong into the blonde woman she followed to this town.
Rum has been left in Red Riding Hood’s care. Belle tried not to laugh at the idea of leaving her dog in the hands of a former werewolf.
Ficlet: Unpredictable
Mad Swan. Pregnancy test.
“We’re calling it March.” Jefferson says, pacing, “Boy or girl.”
“We don’t even know if there’s a kid to name yet,” Emma scowls, sitting on the toilet, the pregnancy test carefully out of either of their sight, “And we’re not calling it anything fairytale-y. Nope. Plus you got to name Grace; I had my mom’s attempted murderer name my son after the man she killed to send a whole world to hell. I get to name this one.” She sighs, the fight draining out of her “I don’t even understand how this happened…”
Jefferson gives a low chuckle, and raises an eyebrow, “What part between the lingerie and the handcuffs didn’t you understand?”
Ficlet: Anytime you need me
Rumbelle hurt/comfort. Belle runs into Regina and it triggers her.
Rumpelstiltskin comes home to an empty house. He always did, before cursebreak, and the brief time Belle was with him was just that: brief. He lives alone, and his house is dark and quiet when he returns each evening.
It is, therefore, disconcerting when he returns to hear a soft sound coming from under the stairs. He pulls out his gun from the table by the door, expecting some ambush. He is not a lame old man, not anymore: he is Rumpelstiltskin, and even trying as he is to stop using so much magic in his everyday life, he will not be trifled with.
Fic: No time like the present
Hmmm, never prompted you some Red Cricket so, yeah, Red Cricket - family fluff
Archie - he’s not Jiminy, not anymore, no more than Ruby is simply Red, and he’s glad of that every day - is well aware of how predictable the anger of a son toward his father is. He should have been prepared, he thinks, as he dodges another flying chipolata sausage, for the wrath of his child.
And yet, it still takes him by surprise. Ben has a good arm on him - Archie is oddly proud of that: he takes after his mother’s athleticism, apparently - and he almost nails his father between the eyes with his next throw.
