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eirian-houpe · 2 years
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Weird asks- 21
Thanks for the ask!
This is a tough one, I have to think hard about, then it came to me...
My grandmother's locket. It is an oval shape, in tooled gold, with photographs of my grandmother and grandfather inside; pictures from when they were younger.
My grandmother was a very elegant woman. She could have been a silent movie star - she looks like one in the picture.
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abovethemists · 2 years
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To have and to hold Belle and Gold- what's your most memorable time you made love to each other? That you still get shivers thinking about it?
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Every time was memorable. Anyway, I'm not one to kiss and tell.
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Probably the last time. Looking back, it was goodbye. Even if I didn't realize it at the time.
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akinyan0826 · 2 years
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旅行行くのにスマホショルダー買ったら便利すぎました。 このREOLFのスマホポーチ、ケースつけたスマホもすんなり入って、カードポケットとかもたくさんあるから旅行でも普段の生活でも重宝しまくっています。 国内検品で変なロゴなし、合皮が柔らかくてかなり使い心地良いです。 カラバリもたくさんあるから仕事や推し色で自分に合う色見つかります。 アプリソムリエのページで詳しいレビュー書いてます。プロフから飛んでね! #app #appreview #gadgets #reolf #アプリ #アプリソムリエ #スマホショルダー #スマホポーチ #スマホポシェット https://www.instagram.com/p/CfWAijmOH4d/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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rumbelleshowdown · 8 months
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Here it is, the moment you've all been waiting for! Time to find out if your guesses were correct.
Authors, you may now post your fics under your own name. Thanks to all of you for participating this year. You did your part to keep our fandom alive, and we appreciate it.
Without further ado, the Author Reveal!
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Rose Daughter is @chippedcupwrites
notasponsor is @kelyon
Ancient Architect is @eirian-houpe
onelastedit is @tickletorso
Beast of Gold is @hectorwillham
Ace of Hearts is @luxmyth
Sonnenblume is @alphashley14
Spindle is @ace-of-spaders
TheMostDisturbed is @mellkat1986
Fabletales is @reolf
Squizzel is @threepwoodmarley
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Note: Smokey Willow, Lucretia Victrix, and Home Alone chose not to be revealed.
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2024 Nominees Part 2
Here we continue to celebrate our wonderful writers and artist and share the next list of nominees under the cut
Best Dark Castle
Spy by @peacehopeandrats
Tea by @peacehopeandrats
Marble by @peacehopeandrats
Pages of Reverie by @chippedcupwrites
Shades of Blue by @ReyloAreHairGoals
His Little Wife by @Lady_Janes_Fics
The Weakness Inside Him by @Tickletorso
Best Storybrooke
Golden Thread by @enchantedflower
Symmetrical Simulations by @peacehopeandrats
War In Pieces by @peacehopeandrats
The Meeting by @peacehopeandrats
Leaving Storybrooke by @peacehopeandrats
Best Missing Years
Leaving Storybrooke by @peacehopeandrats
The Tent Of Infinite Adventure by @peacehopeandrats
Balloon by @peacehopeandrats
Unconventional by @Peacehopeandrats
Sacred Promise by @ace_cf_cups
The Storybrooke Whisky Appreciation Society by @threepwoodmarley
Best Wish!Verse
Once There Was A Wish by @peacehopeandrats
Deception by @eirian_houpe
Special Categories
Best Golden Lace
One Lover, Many Dreams by @peacehopeandrats
War In Pieces by @peacehopeandrats
Wax by @peacehopeandrats
The Storybrooke Whisky Appreciation Society by @ThreepwoodMarley
Weakness by @ThreepwoodMarley
Best Woven Beauty
Gift by Peacehopeandrats
Undefined Desires, by @worryinglyinnocent
Best Background Swanfire
To Have and to Hold - @ThatRavenclawBitch
Fragments of the Past, Glimpses of Tomorrow, by @wierdogal
Best Afterlife fic
Granted by @peacehopeandrats
Belle's Promise by @bellerina98
Awakening by @eirian_houpe
Best Drama
Time’s Curse by @eirian_houpe
Love Me Before The Last Petal Falls by deliriumsdelight7
Ad Luceum by @reolf
Best Supernatural/Sci-fi/horror
No Light Over London by @lotus0kid
The Cunning by @mareyshelley
Mortuus Loqueris Ad by @Jackabelle73
Best Comedy
The Third Wheel by @tickletorso
Lacey and the Tramp by @chippedcupwrites
Best AU (Original)
Wretched Beginnings by @poorobscureplainandlittle
Wild by @Peacehopeandrats
Two Could by @eirian_houpe
Secret of the Seas by @eirian_houpe
Scattered by @eirian_houpe
Best AU (Based on Once Upon a Time)
Tales of Gold by @JurisLadyAnna
A Knack for Losing Everything by @AntiKryptonite
Best AU (Based on Other Media)
Rumbelle’s ‘The Princess Bride’ by @Trash_000
Modern Wonders by @eirian_houpe
The Black Swan by @DeliriumsDelight7
Time’s Curse by @eirian_houpe
Best Creature
The Finfolk’s Bride by @chippedcupwrites
The Cunning by @mareyshelley
Fallen by @eirian_houpe
Before the Storm by @reolf
Best Unexpected Twist
Contract by @Kelyon
His Little Wife by @Lady_Janes_Fics
The Price by eirian_houpe
Best Bobby Squared
The Gold Motel by mrgoldsdearie
A Blade For Belfrey by eirian_houpe
Best Trope
Love Me Before The Last Petal Falls by @DeliriumsDelight7
Wounds and Scars by @Peacehopeandrats
Beauty Compelled by @eirian_houpe
Premonition by @ace_cf_cups
Before the Storm by @reolf
Best English Language
To Nurse by @Charon53
His Ray of Light by @ace_cf_cups
Events
Best Rumbelle Secret Santa
Wrapping Up Her Christmas Gift by @Kelyon
Gluttony, a RSS Fic by @thestraggletag
The Sweetest Dream by @threepwoodmarley
Christmas Secrets by @peacehopeandrats
If You Will Be My Queen by @eirian_houpe
Make Me Feel Alive Again by @cartoonjessie
Finding the Fun by @tickletorso
They Said it Was a Party by @of-princes-and-savages
There Can Only Ever Be by @notalwayslate
Mysterious by @reolf
Portrait of the Heart by @chippedcupwrites
Rumbelle Secret Santa by @99goosebumps
Already There by @Jackabelle73
Best Fluffapalooza Fic
The Tea Shop by @peacehopeandrats
Dragon Day by @importantgalaxyrimaway
Content Rumbelle #1 through #8 by @Jackabelle73
Best Fluffapalooza Art
Kiss Me Again, It's Working by @milaeryn 
Rumbelle (Something There) by @personinthepalace
Best Monthly Rumbelling
Encounter - Rumplerose (AO3)
The Landlord and the Princess - Rumplerose (AO3)
Honorable - Rumplerose (AO3)
Character Awards
Best Belle
The Not So Dark One by @CharlotteAshmore
Lady of the Lake by @rumplestiltskinsbulge
Beauty Enlightened by @eirian_houpe
Ingredients by @peacehopeandrats
Delivery by @peacehopeandratsThe Oldest Door by @peacehopeandrats
Best Dark One!Belle
Rags to Riches by @alphashley14
Fallen by @eirian_houpe
And onward to part 3!
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deliriumsdelight7 · 4 months
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Fortis Fortuna Adiuvat - Chapter 17
Gold invited Belle to stay the night.  How could he not?  Her bravery may have helped him to stop running from his feelings, but the air between them was far from clear.  There were lies and accusations on both sides that needed to be addressed.  
There was also the small matter of her husband.  He needed to know exactly where things stood between Belle and the head of Australia’s High Table.
They needed to talk.
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HAPPY EXTREMELY BELATED BIRTHDAY @reolf
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reolf · 3 months
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Hi @abovethemists, It's me, Santa!
Happy secret santa! I wish you every bit of happiness and luck.
You gave me a reason to write again and I am thankful for that. I hope you enjoy your gift.
Greetings,
Reolf
“rain, heartache, marriage of convenience”
– Heavy rain was pounding against the window of the carriage. Belle could hardly see anything of the landscape they passed. They were on the way to a ball. It was her 7th season and she was already considered a spinster. Her father absolutely hated it. He wanted her married and soon. Especially now they had financial problems. Belle couldn’t really say why she had stayed unmarried for so long. Was it her mother’s early death? Her absence making it difficult for Belle to navigate the balls and other social gatherings of the ton? Was it her father being an awful matchmaker, only introducing her to boring and dull men? Or perhaps it was just herself who was the problem? Maybe she was the odd one, as she loved to read countless books. It wouldn’t be the first time if she sneaked away during a ball to the library. It wasn’t ladylike, but Belle couldn’t help herself sometimes. – This ball, it seemed difficult to sneak away to the library. They were at the home of The Duke and Duchess of Misthaven. Lord David and his wife Mary Margaret were perfect hosts, but they were highly honored among society. Her father wished they had the social standing among the ton as they did. Her father was only a baron. Their family’s history has been shrouded by the multiple feudal lords waging wars they couldn’t win. It seemed Belle couldn’t win either.
While her father conversed with other Lords, Belle was stationed next to the dance floor. Her dance card remained relatively empty until she caught the eye of a broad shouldered man. He was tall and had dark hair. She felt his eyes on her during the third dance of the evening and by the fourth he had approached her already.
“I don’t think I have ever seen you before. What is your name?”
Belle introduced herself. He smiled and took her hand, kissing her glove. “ My name is Gaston, Lord of LeGume. Can I have this dance?”
As Belle couldn’t see a reason why not, she let him lead her to the dancefloor for the next round of country dance.
His presence was overwhelming. He grabbed her hands, hurting her more really. She also found he was terribly arrogant as he talked about himself and his lavish hunting parties. He insulted other ladies as they passed by. “That dress is ugly compared to her necklace. She is rather idiotic looking. Unless you, my Belle, you are stunning.”
Belle found herself getting more bored by the minute. She hoped the party would soon be over and she could return to her books.
It was when Gaston went to get her a glass of lemonade, she could finally breathe again.
She wanted to turn around and get lost among the corridors of the estate, no matter the social cost. She wanted to do just that as she bumped against someone. Hastily apologizing, she looked up into a familiar face. It was Lord Gold, Earl of the Frontlands.
“It’s no matter,” he answered in his brogue voice. “ I wasn’t looking where I was going either.”
Lord Gold was a mysterious person among the ton. He rarely was at the social events, only if he could make deals with other people. If not making deals, he was standing alone in a corner, cane between his feet. He had long brown hair with gray strands in between, which was unconventional for the fashion. She had spoken to him a handful of times, between standing at the sidelines and being ignored by the other members of the ton.
He was a relatively quiet man and Belle didn’t know why he was so standoffish towards other people. He had obviously a past and Belle liked to know his story.
She saw an opportunity. When she saw Gaston returning, she laughed like she had heard a funny joke and looked Gold in the eye, hoping he would get along. “You are a man of wit, my Lord”
Gold, who had seen Gaston approaching, smiled at her. “If you say so, Miss Marchland.”
Gaston halted in his steps when he saw Gold, but seemed to refind his feet and approached them. “Excuse me, my Lord. But the Lady belongs to me.”
Gold faintly smiled. “ Oh, is that so? Well, I seem to remember another Lady at another ball where I heard you say that exact same thing. How did that end for you?”
Belle looked between the two men, confused what they were talking about.
It seemed to work for now. Gaston wished her a good evening and walked off. Belle smiled at Gold. “Thank you for that. He was terribly arrogant and intimidating.”
Gold stared into her eyes and nodded. “From what I have seen, I cannot disagree.” He looked at his pocket watch. “Well, I must be off. Give my regards to your father.”
And he walked away, leaning on his cane. – Gold rarely attended social gatherings. If he did, it was for good reason. Balls were tedious affairs, but visiting the Gentlemen’s Club was even more exhausting. Listening to men boasting about their lives was… interesting to get to know their weaknesses, but exhausting nonetheless.
Right now, he was sitting in a corner, listening to the arrogant Lord LeGume, Gaston. And he was boiling with anger.
“I will tell you this, gentlemen. She is the one, the lucky girl I am going to marry.”
“The Marchland’s Baron's daughter? Isn’t she the odd one?”
Gaston shrugged. “She is the most beautiful girl in town.”
“I know, but…”
Gaston slammed his fist on the table. “I know she is the best, and I only acquire the best.”
He sat back, slightly more relaxed. “Besides, her father is practically bankrupt. He is desperate to marry his daughter. Her title will make it easier for me to get up in the social ladder. Once I save her father from bankruptcy, I will take his place and bam my family’s name will be entering the nobility.”
Gold had heard enough. In no circumstances would he let Belle marry that oaf. She deserved a handsome man, yes, but she deserved someone wanting to be her partner, making sure she was happy, appreciating her sharp mind.
In all the years Gold had seen Belle at balls, he had never seen her with a real suitor. He knew she was beginning to be considered a spinster. Gaston was her first real chance of marriage.
Gold hated himself to do this but he had no choice. He was selfish. He wanted Belle safe.
That’s why he stepped into his carriage and made his way to the house of the Baron of Marchland. –
Belle didn’t know how her father had arranged it, but she was marrying. To Lord Duncan Gold, Earl of the Frontlands of all people! She could scarcely believe it.
It was a quiet affair: a priest in a small church, her father at her side, an exchange of vows and a small kiss on the lips.
She was a Countess now! Who had ever thought Odd Belle would be married to an Earl?
Her new husband was quiet on the way to his estate. He just looked outside the carriage window. When they arrived, Belle saw a gigantic mansion. It would seem the Earl of the Frontlands had a lot of money.
Gold helped her out of the carriage by offering his hand. A small boy came running down the front stairs.
“Papa! You are home!”
Gold smiled at the boy. Belle had never seen him smile like that before.
“Hello, Bae.”
The boy hugged his father. Gold nudged him to look at Belle. “Bae, may I introduce you to my wife, Lady Belle. Belle, this is my son, Baden Neal Gold.”
The boy looked at her with big brown eyes, the same colour as his father. He had black hair that was slightly curly. He seemed to be around the age of eight.
“Welcome to the Gold estate, my Lady.” Bae gave a small bow.
“Alright son, why don’t you give Lady Belle a tour of the house while I will see to her luggage being brought inside.”
Belle was slightly disappointed Gold wouldn’t be the one to lead her around, but the small boy before her was a good guide.
He showed her the drawing rooms, the dining room, the ballroom “which we never use but it’s here”, the studies, the gallery, the library (which Belle absolutely loved).
She could see herself living in this place. – Gold had made it clear to Belle they were only married in name and for financial reasons. Belle had stayed alone in her chambers on her wedding night. She knew it would be a marriage like that, but she couldn’t help being disappointed by his absence.
The days following their marriage she remained her only company. Bae was mostly occupied with his lessons with his governess. Belle took her meals alone, her walks alone in the gardens. If she encountered Gold in the corridors, he nodded briefly and hurried along. When she was in the library reading a book, he would enter, see her and walk out again.
He was avoiding her. Only, she had no idea why. – It was one winter evening when she entered the drawing room, she saw Bae play with a set of wooden soldiers in front of the fire. Gold was sitting in a chair, reading a book.
Upon seeing her, he went to sit up and close his book. Bae noticed, looking between his father and Belle.
“Papa, look at my general!”
Gold looked and nodded. “I see it, Bae.”
Belle saw an opportunity to enter the conversation.
“Can you introduce me to your soldiers, Bae? I haven’t played with soldiers ever before. Can I join?”
The boy happily showed her how to play and appointed her to be the captain of his troops while he was the general. From the corner of her eye, Belle saw how Gold was watching them. And for the first time since their wedding day, he didn’t run away. –
It was the first ball they were attending as a married couple. Belle was wearing a green dress with gold embroidered on the top. Gold was wearing a black suit with gold pin on his lapel. They matched.
It was the first time they would dance together, as was expected of the new Earl and Countess of the Frontlands.
When the dance floor cleared and a new song began, Gold took Belle’s gloved hand and brought her to the middle of the dance floor. His cane was still in his hand, but he had mentioned earlier he could still dance. Placing his hand on her waist, he started to lead the dance. Belle was careful with her steps, knowing how clumsy she was. She found they fell perfectly in sync with each other. She hardly had to take glances at her feet. The music faded away. Gold kept his gaze on her and Belle felt she could drown in those beautiful amber eyes.
When the music slowed and the dance stopped, Gold and her stood still, hands clasped together, their eyes not leaving. Belle felt her chest rise and fall as if she had run miles. His mouth was open and for the first time since her wedding day, she wanted to kiss him again. Her husband was handsome.
The clapping of people brought her back to the surface and she let go of Gold. He seemed to not know what to do with his hands. He opted to walk away, excusing himself to get her some champagne.
Belle nodded. She could use the refreshment.
She walked away to the side, off the dancefloor. She noticed how another person came to stand next to her.
“That was a beautiful dance, my Lady.” Belle looked up to see who was speaking. She did not recognize the woman. She had red hair and had blue eyes.
“I’m sorry, do I know you?” She seemed vaguely familiar though.
“Oh my apologies, my name is Penelope. I am the wife of Colin Bridgerton.” She gestured to the corner with the food. “He loves a good snack in between dances.” She smiled at her husband who seemed to take an extra scone.
Belle suddenly understood. Viscount Bridgerton and his wife were the hosts of this party. Colin Bridgerton must be his brother.
“I remember us standing together once at the side of a ballroom a few years ago. Two wallflowers as they called us. And look at us now, both married. Who would have thought?”
Belle smiled, remembering the woman now. “Indeed, I certainly hadn’t seen it coming. But my father arranged it.”
Penelope cocked her head to the side. “You know, it is touching to see you and your husband so smitten with each other. The love was palpable from where everyone else was standing. You are a lucky woman.”
Belle didn’t know an answer to that. Her husband was smitten with her? Love?
Before she could open her mouth, Penelope was called by another lady.
Her husband soon joined her side again to give her the glass of champagne. Refreshments indeed. –
The weeks following the ball and the conversation with Penelope Bridgerton, Belle had noticed how Gold was more open towards her. He no longer avoided her during meals, now they took every meal together. He didn’t run away when they met in the corridor. He invited her in his study to look at his work. He even brought her tea when she was reading in the library. It was very sweet and Belle loved this small attendance. One day, she invited him to read with her. Soon they began talking about the books they were reading. Heavy discussions followed, each sharing their thoughts and opinions. Belle had never met a man who was interested in her thoughts like that. He really listened to her. And when she challenged him, it seemed like he came alive and brought more material to the table. It was wonderful.
And as his library was very large, the conversations never seemed to stop.
This afternoon he was reading from a book called Fairytales. He had opted for the story of Rumplestilskin. To make her laugh, he used silly voices and made extravagant hand gestures.
“And while you are my servant, you will skin the children I hunt.” Belle gasped, not realising the story would turn so dark and her hand that was holding her cup of tea let loose. The cup fell on the ground, spilling the tea over the carpet.
She looked in shock at her husband, while he looked almost sheepishly at her.
“That was a quip, that is not seriously on the page.” “Right,” Belle let out a sigh of relief. She looked down and realised the mess she had made. “Oh, I am so sorry,” she picked the cup up, “ it is chipped.” “It’s no matter. It’s only a cup.” Her husband set the book aside and stood up. “We can fix it.” –
Things only improved for their small family. Bae was home for the holidays and Belle loved nothing more than to sit with her husband and Bae in front of the fire reading stories. Mostly it was Gold who read, but sometimes both father and son looked at her with their big brown puppy eyes to convince her to read. She gladly did.
One evening, Bae was already gone to bed. But Belle wanted to read to her husband. So while going through the study of Gold to get the book for reading -she had left it earlier there in the day while Gold was working- she saw a letter lying on his desk.
Normally she wouldn’t look at his desk, but something about the handwriting caught her off guard. It was her father’s.
Her father had practically never let anything heard from himself after she had married Gold. So it surprised her to see a letter addressed to her husband instead of her.
She read it. And gasped.
Her father had practically sold her in turn for money to raise his standing in society. He was only letting Gold know how much money he still owned him for his daughter. It hurt to see her father write about her like that. Was she nothing more to him? A price for a suitor to be won so he could forget about her and go on about his life?
And her husband… she had known from day one she was only in this marriage for financial reasons, but still Gold had never mentioned anything about this. Was she really only a price in his eyes? She remembered how cold and distant he was in the beginning.
Confused and heartbroken, she went to sit on the settee. – Gold entered the study to see his wife distraught.
“Sweetheart, what’s wrong?” It was the first time he used the endearment, but it slipped from his tongue.
Belle let out a sob. Suddenly, Gold saw the letter she was holding and understood.
Her father had been so cold the day he had gone to ask for Belle’s hand. He knew he was only accepted because he was an Earl. The Baron of Marchland was only too happy to accept it. But he had a price. A steep one. He had wanted everything Gold could offer him to give him the opportunity to further his social standing.
Gold knew he was being blackmailed. But he didn’t care. He realised Belle was surrounded by men who didn’t care about her at all.
He knew he was buying her and hated himself for it. He wanted to give Belle everything she deserved, but he couldn’t even do that. At least he could save her from her fate being married to Gaston. So he did pay the price.
Only, Maurice started to demand more and more money each month. It was exhausting and illegal. Gold knew that, but he was afraid and a coward. At first, he paid because he felt guilty for shackling Belle to be his wife. But lately since they had grown closer, he had realised just how much out of pocket the Baron was acting.
He was planning to put an end to it.
How to explain all of that to his wife? – Belle stared at her husband, her eyes full of tears.
“My father doesn’t care about me.” She sobbed.
“No, he doesn’t,” Gold answered. “I recognize the patterns with my own father now.” He went to sit next to her. “At first, I didn’t realise it, but it’s true.”
And he explained to her what her father had done. What he had done.
She didn’t know why everything surprised her so much. Except the story with Gaston. She had always known he was an oaf.
Gold looked at her and smiled. “I should have told you this sooner. I am sorry, Belle. It was never my intention to do this to you. I have grown to care for you so much and…,” he seemed to breathe in, “I love you. I want only to protect you.”
Belle stopped breathing. “You love me?”
He nodded. “I love you with every beat of my heart. You brought so much life into our home. With me, with Bae. I am so thankful for you, my Belle.”
Belle laughed. The tears still in her eyes, she went to hug her husband. “I love you too!”
She thought back to what Lady Penelope had said. “How is it that it took us this long to admit it to each other?”
Gold laughed. “I genuinely don’t know.” He looked serious suddenly. “May I kiss you, Belle?”
She nodded in her enthusiasm. “Yes, yes!”
And they sealed their lips again. Finally. – It was late in the night. The moonlight shone on their bed. She was finally truly married to Duncan Gold. They had shared their bodies for the first time. Belle hadn’t realised how much she had missed before. She loved being intimate with her husband. He had jokingly suggested they would only make use of one bedchamber together from now on. Still naked, they were cuddling in bed watching the windows. The curtains were still open.
It started snowing heavily.
Gold whispered in her ear. “Bae is going to love this.”
Belle laughed. “What? The snow or us being together?”
Gold kissed her ear. “ Both.”
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jackabelle73 · 7 months
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Love and Happiness, ch 9
Fandom: OUaT/Rumbelle
Rating: Teen
Word Count: ~3,200 for this chapter; ~31,800 total so far.
Ch 9 on AO3
A/N: this chapter is for @reolf for their birthday. I'm so lucky to have you as a friend. <3
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Walking into Storybrooke Island University Library felt like coming home. 
Belle stopped just inside the doors, closing her eyes and breathing in the smell of thousands of books. It was a little ritual she had, just taking a moment to remind herself of how lucky she was to be here, in this fortress of knowledge. The small sounds of a working library washed over her… patrons’ feet tapping on the floor. A hushed conversation from the circulation desk. High-pitched giggling from the children’s section. Books being stamped as they were checked out. 
“Belle! You’re back!” 
The Head Librarian’s voice made her open her eyes. Archie Hopper stood before her, arms loaded with books. 
“Yes. My honeymoon is over, and I have my husband’s permission to work. I’m hoping that I can resume my internship here.” 
“We could certainly use your help,” he nodded. “Two more staff members have left in the past month, either to get married or because they are expecting a baby.” 
“Oh, really? Who left? Here, let me take some of those for you. I’ll walk with you and you can catch me up on everything that’s happened.” 
She followed him down an aisle, helping to reshelve books as he told her about the staffing changes and everything else that had happened in the past month. He was called away to deal with an irate patron, and she finished the chore on her own. It didn’t feel like a chore at all, really. She loved this work. 
She paused in the act of stepping down from a stool, attention diverted by a book at eye level. The Bear and the Bow, the spine read. The cover showed a large bear, towering over a woman with long red curly hair who was notching an arrow into her bow. The woman looked not at all afraid, glaring back at the bear with defiance. 
Hmm. This must be a new acquisition since she’d been gone. A bit of heroic fantasy would certainly be a nice break from all the historical and legal texts she’d been reading for the past month. It was a wonder that the book was on the shelf at all; a story featuring a courageous heroine was not the sort that Queen Regina normally allowed in her library. Tucking the book under her arm, she walked slowly down the aisle, scanning the book spines to see if anything else caught her eye. 
The quiet click of a door closing carried to her ears as she pulled down another book for closer inspection, right before Henry Mills walked around the end of the bookcase. 
“Mrs. Gold!” he gasped, pulling the large book he held close to his chest and staring at her with wide eyes. 
She spied a distinctive red sticker on the spine of the book he held. Only books kept in one section of the library had that sticker, and there was only one door that Henry could have just exited. 
“Henry… did you take that book from the government archives?” 
“My mom asked me to pick it up for her,” he claimed. 
“Mmm. I doubt that, considering how tightly that area is regulated.” She held out her hand, and he surrendered the book with a sigh. “How did you even get in there?” 
“My mom’s the Queen and Mayor,” he shrugged. “I have my ways.” 
She wanted to ask him more about his methods, but restrained herself. 
“If it were up to me, I’d let you take it. I’m not one to inhibit the pursuit of knowledge.” 
“So I can have it back?” he asked hopefully. 
“You’d never make it out of the library without getting caught. There’s a sensor embedded in the spine, that will set off alarms as soon as you walk out the door.”
“Really?” He peered at the book as if he could see the offending piece of security. 
“Yes, really. You’d better go, Henry. I’ll find a way to get this back where it’s supposed to go.” 
He gave one last glance at the book she held, before he turned away. He’d only taken two steps before he turned back. 
“You won’t get in trouble, will you?”
“No. I’ll be fine, Henry. You should go.” 
He nodded and left. Belle looked both ways to be sure no one else was near, before peeking at the title. The Mills: From Laborers to Ruling Family.  The author was listed as Isaac Heller. Flipping through, Belle got the impression of a tell-all book, in the style of a tabloid. How in the world had this gotten published? No wonder Henry had been interested… but why would it be kept in the tightly restricted government archives? 
Curiosity gnawed at her, as she tried to think of some way she could get it out of the library without being caught, so she could take it home and peruse it at her leisure. When no ideas presented themselves, she sighed and went to the circulation desk, mentally rehearsing the lie she would tell Archie. 
*
“Can we talk freely here?” Belle asked, as they entered the house that evening and hung up their coats. 
“The house should be safe. I had Dove here all day, watching for anyone who might try to plant a listening device.” 
“Good. I want to tell you about something that happened at the library.” She launched into her tale, finishing with, “I told Archie that I found it on a table near the government archives, and had no idea how it got there. He praised me for turning it in.” 
By this time, they were sitting down to a dinner prepared by his housekeeper. With their honeymoon period officially over, Mrs. Potts had returned to her duties. Whatever she’d cooked for their first post-honeymoon dinner, it smelled delicious. 
“And young Henry didn’t tell you how he got in?” Mr. Gold asked.
“Only that he had his ways,” Belle smirked, amused by the idea of the Queen’s son defying the rules. 
“Hmm. Well, all children go through their rebellious phase.” 
“Did Bae?” she asked, hesitant but she felt that he needed to talk about his son. When had he last had anyone in his life that he could talk to about his son, and the devastating loss of him? 
There was a barely perceptible pause in the motion of his fork, as he scooped up more food. 
“Only a little,” he said briefly, then immediately followed it with, “you didn’t tell me the title of this contraband book that Henry had.” 
She nodded, accepting that he didn’t want to talk further about his son, before reciting the title. 
“Really? That book?” He actually smiled, a rarity for him. 
“You know it?” 
He chuckled. 
“I have a copy in my library. I’m surprised you haven’t run across it already.” 
She dropped her fork with a clatter. 
“Where in the library?” she asked, already sliding off her stool. 
“Miss French, it’s been there for over a decade. I doubt it will disappear while we’re finishing our meal.” 
“Oh. Right. Of course.” She returned to her seat, abashed at her questionable manners. “I just… get excited about books.” 
“Really? I hadn’t noticed,” he said wryly.
Belle was able to laugh at herself, picking up her fork to resume eating. 
“I was really surprised to see that book in the Government Archives. I only skimmed through it, but I would expect that the Queen would want all copies destroyed.” 
“Most were, believe me. My guess is that Regina held on to one copy so that she had proof of the lies Isaac Heller told about her family. Should he ever attempt anything like that again, she could submit evidence in court that he’d done it before.” 
“What a miserable pair of women. It’s sad. Nothing has ever been enough for them. Nothing will ever make them happy.”
“You’re correct about Cora. Had she ever achieved all the power and status she craved, then perhaps she could have been happy for a while… but then she would have wanted more. Power feeds on itself and is always hungry. Regina, though… she might be a different story. There’s a glimmer of hope for her to change, because she’s found something that makes her happy.”
“You mean her son.” 
“Yes.”
“I saw them together, the day of our interviews. She really loves him. Anyone could see it.” 
*  * * 
Weeks passed, during which their lives settled into a surprisingly mundane routine. They rose each morning, had breakfast together, and drove into town, where they went their separate ways for the day. 
Belle had resumed her studies, and only took a couple weeks to catch up on the work that she’d missed while on her honeymoon. When she wasn’t at school, she was at the library working at her internship. It was a relief to settle back into her former routine and realize that she was still on schedule to graduate on time. 
At the end of the day, she would meet Mr. Gold at his shop, and they would share the ride back to his house -- which she was increasingly beginning to think of as not just their house, but their home. They would share stories of their day over dinner, and usually spend a quiet evening together in the den. She would study or read, while he worked on his rental ledgers or sat with his own book. 
Their life together was wonderful, Belle had to admit. It was nearly perfect… if not for the shadow of a government threat hanging over them, and the worry over Bae’s safety. There was no way to know if Mr. Gold’s aunts had been able to deliver the crucial message to his son. They could only hope, and wait, knowing all along that they might never get confirmation. The best they could hope for, Mr. Gold told her grimly, was that nothing would happen. No change meant that the government hadn’t captured Bae. 
It was an imperfect solution, and Belle could tell that the uncertainty was taking its toll on her husband. Though he was as kind to her as always, she caught him sometimes staring off into space when he was supposed to be reading, and the grim twist of his mouth said that he wasn’t thinking happy thoughts. She’d heard him walk past her door in the middle of the night, and surmised that he wasn’t sleeping well. 
She knew he had continued his work to aid the Queen behind the scenes. She wasn’t happy about that, but accepted it as necessary to insure Bae’s safety. For now, they were biding their time. Hopefully, one day soon, they could talk again about challenging the government’s unfair practices, but now was not the time. Not when his son’s safety was at stake. 
*
“I think I found something!”
Belle rushed down the hall toward Mr. Gold’s office, arms wrapped around a large book, and turned into his office just as he was exiting in response to her call, causing the two of them to collide. She rebounded from the impact and would have ended up on her derriere, if not for his quickness in wrapping an arm around her waist to steady her.
She found herself pressed against him, with only the book she still held forming a barrier between their bodies. His face was so close that she could feel his breath when he exhaled, and she realized with mortification that she was staring at his mouth. She forced herself to raise her focus to his eyes and found him staring back at her, his face reddening.
She stepped back and he released her immediately.
“Are you all right?”
“Yes, and thank you for catching me. I’m sure that would have been a very undignified fall.”
“No matter,” he assured her, using one hand to smooth his waistcoat. “You said you found something?”
“Yes! It’s in here.”
She passed him to enter his office, no longer feeling like a stranger in his work space. There was a small table by the window, and it was there that she laid the book and opened it to the bookmarked page in the sunlight.
“That’s a very old book,” he commented, reaching out to touch the yellowed page edges.
“Yes. And even this is only a reprint of the original, which is hundreds of years older.”
He gave the words themselves only a quick glance before turning to face her. “You’ll have to tell me what you found; you know I can’t read this language.”
“Right. So… we know that the current constitution, including the arranged marriage law, is based on a model of government established hundreds of years ago, written down in a book that our previous ruler dug out of an archive somewhere.”
“Yes. Always seemed a bit convenient that she found a document that described a government that gave her exactly what she wanted.”
“Very convenient… and badly translated.”
“How so?”
“This section here--” she outlined a paragraph with her finger without quite touching the page— “is the basis of the marriage law. The modern translation of these words reads, ‘the government shall choose for each citizen a life partner, and offer whatever support necessary to insure the success of each marriage.’” She opened her eyes, only then realizing that she’d closed them as she recited the words by memory, and saw Mr. Gold staring at her, lips parted and body tense.
He cleared his throat and glanced down at the book between them.
“So you’re saying that’s not what this book says?”
“It’s not how I would translate it, no. I read it as, ‘the government shall support each citizen in choosing their life partner, and offer whatever support necessary to insure the success of each marriage.’ Mr. Gold… they reversed the verbs in the current translation. There’s a world of difference in meaning between ‘support’ and ‘choose’ and they reversed them!”
“How sure are you of your translation?”
“I’m very sure of how I translated this book. The problem is, this is a later edition of the original. It’s very common for each edition to have minor edits, or changes in translation. What we need is to see the original.”
“Do you know where it’s kept?”
“According to my favorite professor at university… in the Government Archives of the University Library, where I have my internship. It’s theoretically possible to receive access to the documents kept there, but permission is granted to very few. The most commonly approved applications are from academics and scholars, like my professor. That’s how she knows where it is; she’s seen it there.”
“Hmm….” He leaned back against the table, tapping his fingers on his cane as he thought. “It’s unlikely that either of us could be approved to see these documents. There are other ways, though. How about you let me work on that? You’ve done your part by finding this information, and translating it. My skills are more suited to procuring items of value, especially those most difficult to procure. I’m going to enjoy this challenge. Well done on your part, Miss French.”
He gave a small salute as he went back to his desk, and the wink that accompanied it made her stomach flutter. He picked up the phone and started dialing, his attention already intent on his task, so she picked up her research and left, closing the door behind her.
*
The clock next to her bed read 2:08 when she opened her eyes, wondering why she was awake. She got out of bed and went to her door, opening it a crack to look out in the hallway. It was empty, but the light from downstairs told her that Mr. Gold was awake. 
Wrapping a robe around herself, she went downstairs and knocked on his closed office door. She didn’t wait for his answer before opening it and stepping inside. 
“Miss French. What are you doing up at this hour?” 
“Wondering why you’re up at this hour,” she countered. 
He sighed. “I’m sorry if I woke you. I found myself unable to sleep, and thought I might get some work done.” 
“You’re worried over Bae,” she stated. He simply nodded. “I can’t imagine how hard it must be, to not know. Can I help in any way?” 
“I’m afraid there’s nothing that anyone can do, Miss French.” 
“Well, I can keep you company, at least.” She saw him start to protest, and cut him off. “You shouldn’t be alone. Just let me grab a book, and I’ll sit with you.” 
He only nodded acknowledgement when she re-entered his office, The Bear and the Bow in hand, and made herself comfortable on the small couch that she’d never seen him use. She didn’t try to draw him into conversation, but focused on her book. She felt his eyes on her occasionally, but continued to read, till her eyes grew heavy and she let her head fall back against the cushion. 
She didn’t know how much later it was, when he shook her awake, whispering her name urgently. 
“Miss French! Miss French, you must wake up now.” 
His panicked tone chased away the last traces of sleep-induced fog. “What is it?” she asked, sitting up. A blanket fell away as she did, and she had the passing thought that Mr. Gold had covered her as she slept. 
“Someone is in the house.” 
“What?” She was fully awake in an instant. 
“I heard footsteps upstairs. I need you to stay here, and lock the door, while I investigate.” 
He stood up from where he’d been bending over her, and for the first time she saw a gun in his hand. The sight made her go cold; she’d never known that he owned a gun. He strode toward the door as quickly as his injured leg allowed, and left, closing the door behind him. 
What danger was he walking into upstairs? She couldn’t stay here, safe behind a locked door, and let him take all the risk. Not when she could possibly help. Crossing to Mr. Gold’s desk, she scanned the items in plain sight and grabbed a glass paperweight in one hand, a silver letter opener in the other. 
As quietly as possible, she left the office and tip-toed up the stairs. Mr. Gold was already out of sight, so she hurried to the top and looked down the hall, to see him pressed to the wall outside Bae’s room. A light shone from beneath the closed door. She moved to the wall herself, and crept closer. She was still several feet away from Mr. Gold when he turned suddenly, opening the door and pointing the gun into the room.  
“Stop where you are!” he commanded, and Belle shivered at the menace in his voice. “Turn around with your hands up, or I shoot!” 
“Don’t shoot!” A man’s voice. “It’s me, Papa. It’s Bae.” 
The color drained from Gold’s face, and the hand holding the gun fell limp to his side. 
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wastingstarsss · 1 year
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Last sentence tag game
Write the latest line from your WIP (or post where you last left off in your art) and tag as many people as you want. Make a new post, don’t reblog.  
Was tagged by @serenalyon thanks babe 💅
The last sentence I wrote is from a steddyhands fic I’m working on, supposed to be posted today for Valentine’s Day but it’s not even done yet 💀😭. Anyways, have a bit of dialogue:
“Hm, pancakes?”
“And fruit salad.”
“Of course.”
Tagging @chippedcupwrites @midstorm @reolf
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mellkat1986 · 1 year
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Maybe, we’re getting somewhere...
I don’t think I’ve ever experienced writer’s block so much in my life. Granted, in the last year, there has been a lot going on in my life. Anxiety levels are definitely high, yet all I want to do is write. The only annoyance is when I do actually sit down to write, and there’s plenty of ideas there, its like pulling teeth! Each line is scrutinised. Each paragraph is re-read to the point where I could recite it. Each page is gone over with a fine toothed comb, trying to find fault with it. 
Bless, @Reolf, for putting up with my babbling. She’s a definitely the angel on my shoulder at the minute, whose constantly telling me its good and to leave it alone. Believe me, the latest instalment of The Club that I am writing, would’ve been stripped and rewrote so many times already. Or worse, dragged and dropped into the recycle bin, and right clicked and deleted without a second thought. 
I just want to get back to where I was with my writing, but all I can is reassure myself that I will. I’ve just got to patient. Very patient with myself. 
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morosoro · 1 year
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I posted 1,822 times in 2022
That's 398 more posts than 2021!
98 posts created (5%)
1,724 posts reblogged (95%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@deliriumsdelight7
@biroace02
@reolf
@kelyon
@serenalyon
I tagged 510 of my posts in 2022
#once upon a time - 64 posts
#ouat - 63 posts
#rumplestiltskin - 57 posts
#rumbelle - 39 posts
#robert carlyle - 23 posts
#rumpelstiltskin - 22 posts
#belle french - 18 posts
#belle - 18 posts
#rumple - 16 posts
#mr gold - 14 posts
Longest Tag: 134 characters
#like i’ll watch a fanvid and be like ‘okay but how would i explain this to someone who have never seen the show and has zero context?’
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Here, angsty Rumbelle TikTok!
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#4
My boyfriend insists on only playing the new God Of War game if I’m there watching him, because he wants me to be able to follow along with the story with him. He’s also explaining to me to plot of the previous games as as we go whenever I have questions and it’s honestly really fucking cute to hear him excitedly talk about it.
Just watched him fight Thor and the fucker was taunting Kratos with the standard “Where’s the guy who killed so-and-so?”, “Is this really the guy who accomplished this-and-that?” type of remarks, and every time my boyfriend would just be like “Yeah I did that. I did that too. And I did that.” All proud sounding and shooting me these little looks as if he was trying to show-off or something. Like aww, yes babe, I’m very impressed by your video-gaming prowess. You wield your controller very well. Look at you go!
72 notes - Posted November 10, 2022
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So one time somebody complimented my eyes and for some fucking reason my immediate response was “Thanks, they were a birthday present!” And everything got hella awkward after that because apparently that was a very weird thing to say…
So now I’m sitting here thinking about Belle possibly complimenting Rumple’s eyes in the enchanted forest and him just not knowing how to take a compliment so he just blurts out “Thanks they’re cursed!”
113 notes - Posted February 28, 2022
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Headcannon that a Rumplestiltskin would get very confused/wary when someone he knows starts identifying as ‘Pan’, and that explaining that they mean ‘Pansexual’ would clarify absolutely nothing and just weird him out more.
Like seriously he would not understand (but like not in a homophobic way, but genuine confusion and misunderstanding)
Imagine this for a moment. “What do you mean you’re Pan? He’s dead. I killed him myself…. Your sexuality is…. No- don’t… don’t tell me that! I don’t want to know you get your rocks off to the thought of my father! Dear God!”
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My #1 post of 2022
Belle: “Hey! So sorry we’re late! I had to do stuff.”
Rumple: “Hey. Not sorry. I was ‘Stuff’.”
Everyone else in the diner: -_-
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eirian-houpe · 7 days
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Sending you writing vibes! But mostly good luck vibes!🍀
Thank you, my dear friend. Good vibes are always treasured, no matter what kind of 'good ' they are.
Today I have written only for work so far. It has been that kind of day.
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abovethemists · 1 year
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I really hope for To have and to hold Belle and Gold they will have a baby ❤️
I hope they do too!
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ripperblackstaff · 3 years
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What are the things of the cook of Castamar that you liked the most?
I love the respect overall and the fact that they try in their own way to be there for each other despite their differences.
I loved the fact Diego made it clear from the start he wouldn't use his position to abuse her, and that Clara is a benevolent strength in her world.
I loved the fact that since rumbelle, they're the first couple in which I could see they loved each other. Their chemistry is out of this world :)
I loved that Diego comes like "I need to talk to Miss Belmonte about this." Everyone leaves the room and Diego doesn't mention whatever "this" is.
And they just work together and they worry for each other, and it's just magnificent ! And the rabbit !
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Also, below the cut you will find a list of POTENTIAL nominees in case you want some more ideas. This list has been compiled from the FYCs put forward by the authors, and also by the nominations we have received so far.
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So what are you waiting for? Go ahead and show our Rumbelle writers and artists all the love they deserve. Here is a link to the form:
Potential Nominees as of 1/16/24 below the cut:
FLUFF Family
The Tent of Infinite Adventure by @peacehopeandrats Leaving Storybrooke by @peacehopeandrats The Zoo by @peacehopeandrats Balloon by @peacehopeandrats Sacred Promise by @ace_cf_cups Tea and Roses by @ThatRavenclawbitch An Unconventional Gift by @Shadowedoracle Traditions Old and New by @Bad_Faery To Nurse by @Charon53 A House Built With Love by @Of_Princes_and_Savages A Knack for Losing Everything by @AntiKryptonite
Comfort
The Bedroom Chronicles by @serenalyon Illness by @peacehopeandrats Blast by @peacehopeandrats Premonition by @ace_cf_cups Struck By a Golden Arrow by @Otava Snow and Heat by @Hypatia3 A Present of Love by @reolf
Fix-It
Ritual by @peacehopeandrats Sacred Promise by @ace_cf_cups Everyone Has A Choice by @Taisch
Reunion
Finding You by @Silwenworld A Dream is a Wish by @Rowofstars
SMUT
Kink/BDSM
Wrapping Up Her Christmas Gift by @Kelyon Like An Open Book by @Serenalyon The Angel and the Devil by @peacehopeandrats One Lover, Many Dreams by @peacehopeandrats Indulgence by @emostpritelet On the House by @Kelyon Contract by @Kelyon Beasts: A Golden Cuffs Story by @Kelyon Courtship: A Golden Rings Story by @Kelyon
Romance
Brandy, Apples and Spice by @rufeepeach The Caretaker by @TheStraggletag Snow and Heat by @Hypatia3 Memory by @Peacehopeandrats Two Could by @eirian_houpe Star Crossed by @threepwoodmarley The Sweetest Dream by @threepwoodmarley
Comedy
Bare Facts by @BarPurple Accidents by @Peacehopeandrats
Threesome
Fulfilling a Fantasy by @TheScholarlyStrumpet
Best First Time
Queen Takes Knight by @Emospritelet The Good Sort by @wonderwoundedhearers Brandy, Apples and Spice by rufeepeach Snow and Heat by @Hypatia3 The Cunning by @mareyshelley Curfew by @emotspritelet Granted by @peacehopeandrats
PWP
All the Poisonous Thoughts by @serenalyon In the Dark and Wicked Hours by @rowofstars Beasts: A Golden Cuffs Story by @Kelyon Sunshine by @Peacehopeandrats Home by @peacehopeandrats
ANGST Death
Belle's Promise by @Bellerina98 Strong For Belle by @desperatemurph Things Unknown by @BelleGold Requiem by @once-upon-a-rewrite His Ray of Light by @ace_cf_cups
Hurts So Good
To Have and to Hold by @ThatRavenclawBitch Hang On Me by @nerdrumple Ritual by @peacehopeandrats Love Me Before The Last Petal Falls by @DeliriumsDelight7 Received by @Peacehopeandrats The Oldest Door by @peacehopeandrats Overnight by @peacehopeandrats Recovery by @peacehopeandrats His Ray of Light by @ace_cf_cups Time’s Curse by @eirian_houpe On Whose Hands? by @eirian_houpe Nobody Knew by @eirian_houpe Seven Tastes by @eirian_houpe The Black Swan by @deliriumsdelight7
Misunderstanding
Requiem by @onceuponarewrite Unexpected but Not Unwelcome by @tickletorso On Whose Hands? by @eirian_houpe
ROMANCE
Best Date (Overall)
Lost and Found by @peacehopeandrats The Finfolk’s Bride by @chippedcupwrites It's a Surprise, Dearie by @gingerdreams15 Down to the River by @Barefootandbookish How to Date a Librarian by @Peacehopeandrats Cactus by eirian_houpe
Best Courtship
Calm by @peacehopeandrats Cactus by @eirian_houpe The Sweetest Dream by @threepwoodmarley Ad Astra by @chippedcupwrites Letters by @poorobscureplainandlittle Adventure in the Great Wide Somewhere by @chick-with-wifi Bluebelle by @eirian_houpe
Best First Meeting
Portrait of the Heart by @chippedcupwrites Midnight Flowers by @SerenaLyon Anoxia by@ RumbelleDearie I Know it's Today by @RosexKnight Lady of the Lake by @rumplestiltskinsbulge
General Categories
Best One Shot
Pages of Reverie by @chippedcupwrites The Angel and the Devil by @peacehopeandrats Warming The Chill by @peacehopeandrats Symmetrical Simulations by @peacehopeandrats Bed by @peacehopeandrat Calm by @peacehopeandrats Tea by @peacehopeandratss Premonition by @ace_cf_cup His Ray of Light by@ ace_cf_cups Sacred Promise by @ace_cf_cups Shades of Blue by @ReyloAreHairGoals Amends - @Shadowedoracle And Then One Thursday Night by @Jackabelle73
Best Series
The Finfolk's Bride by @chippedcupwrites Hellfire!verse by @wonderwoundedhearers Lover's Leap by @eirian_houpe Growing Up by @Peacehopeandrats The Language of Flowers by @eirian_houpe
Best Novel Length
A Knack for Losing Everything by @AntiKryptonite (AO3) A Good Life by @AntiKryptonite Mountains, Streams and Magical Things by @Peacehopeandrats
Best Short Fic
Warming The Chill by @peacehopeandrats The Message by @peacehopeandrats Wounds and Scars by @peacehopeandrats Ingredients by @peacehopeandrats Recovery by @peacehopeandrats Wild by @peacehopeandrats Tea by @peacehopeandrats Premonition by @ace_cf_cups His Ray of Light by @ace_cf_cups Sacred Promise by @ace_cf_cups To Sleep, Dearie by @human_nature Distractions by @Shadowed Oracle Babysitting by @Timelord13
Best Holiday Centric
Brandy, Apples and Spice -by @rufeepeach If You Will Be My Queen by @eirian_houpe Traditions Old and New by @Bad_Faery The Sweetest Dream by @ThreepwoodMarley A House Built With Love by @Of_Princes_and_Savages Snowbunnies by @Peacehopeandrats Lost and Found by @peacehopeandrats Seven Tastes by @eirian_houpe
Best Remix
Our Masks by Lotus0Kid
Best Crossover
A Blade For Belfrey by @eirian_houpe Methedhenlu by @eirian_houpe
Best Dark Castle
Snow Bunnies by @peacehopeandrats The Oldest Door by @peacehopeandrats Ingredients by @peacehopeandrats Delivery by @peacehopeandrats Spy by @peacehopeandrats Tea by @peacehopeandrats Marble by @peacehopeandrats Pages of Reverie by @chippedcupwrites Premonition by @ace_cf_cups Shades of Blue by @ReyloAreHairGoals His Little Wife by @Lady_Janes_Fics Marble by @Peacehopeandrats The Weakness Inside Him by @Tickletorso
Best Storybrooke
A Good Life by @AntiKryptonite The Cunning by @mareyshelley Mountains, Streams, and Magical Things by @Peacehopeandrats Golden Thread by @Chick-with-wifi Snow Bunnies by @peacehopeandrats Symmetrical Simulations by @peacehopeandrats War In Pieces by @peacehopeandrats Leaving Storybrooke by @peacehopeandrats The Meeting by @peacehopeandrats
Best Missing Years
Leaving Storybrooke by @peacehopeandrats The Tent Of Infinite Adventure by @peacehopeandrats Balloon by @peacehopeandrats Requiem by @Once-upon-a-rewrite The Storybrooke Whisky Appreciation Society by @threepwoodmarley His Ray of Light by @ace_cf_cups Sacred Promise by @ace_cf_cups Love Me Before the Last Petal Falls by @deliriumsdelight7 Unconventional by @Peacehopeandrats
Best Wish!Verse
Once There Was A Wish by @peacehopeandrats Granted by @peacehopeandrats Deception by @eirian_houpe
Special Categories
Best Golden Lace
The Angel and the Devil by @peacehopeandrats One Lover, Many Dreams by @peacehopeandrats War In Pieces by @peacehopeandrats Wax by @peacehopeandrats Lacey and the Tramp by @chippedcupwrites The Storybrooke Whisky Appreciation Society by @ThreepwoodMarley The Cupcake Trilogy by @ThreepwoodMarley Weakness by @ThreepwoodMarley Star Crossed by @ThreepwoodMarley Sore Hearted Souls by @nerdrumple
Best Woven Lace
Morning by @Peacehopeandrats
Best Woven Beauty
Gift by Peacehopeandrats Undefined Desires, by @worryinglyinnocent
Best Background Swanfire
To Have and to Hold - @ThatRavenclawBitch Fragments of the Past, Glimpses of Tomorrow, by @wierdogal
Best Afterlife fic
Granted by @peacehopeandrats Belle's Promise by @bellerina98 Awakening by @eirian_houpe
Best Drama
Recovery by @peacehopeandrats Premonition by @ace_cf_cups His Ray of Light by @ace_cf_cups Time’s Curse by @eirian_houpe Love Me Before The Last Petal Falls by deliriumsdelight7 On The House by @kelyon The Spirit of the Trees by @woodelf68 Ad Luceum by @reolf
Best Supernatural/Sci-fi/horror
No Light Over London by @lotus0kid The Cunning by @mareyshelley Morteus Loqueris Ad by @Jackabelle73
Best Comedy
The Third Wheel by @tickletorso Lacey and the Tramp by @chippedcupwrites
Best AU (Original)
On the House by @kelyon The Finfolk’s Bride by @chippedcupwrites Tomorrow by @chippedcupwrites Ad Astra by @chippedcupwrites Wretched Beginnings by @poorobscureplainandlittle Wild by @Peacehopeandrats Two Could by @eirian_houpe Ad Astra by @chippedcupwrites His Ray of Light by @ace_cf_cups Secret of the Seas by @eirian_houpe Scattered by @eirian_houpe
Best AU (Based on Once Upon a Time)
Tales of Gold by @JurisLadyAnna The Black Swan by @DeliriumsDelight7 A Knack for Losing Everything by @AntiKryptonite Sacred Promise by @ace_cf_cups Nobody Knew by @eirian_houpe Love Me Before the Last Petal Falls by @deliriumsdelight7 Caught On In a Flash by @villainsarebetter
Best AU (Based on Other Media)
Rumbelle’s ‘The Princess Bride’ by @Trash_000 Hatter by @eirian_houpe Modern Wonders by @eirian_houpe The Black Swan by @DeliriumsDelight7 Time’s Curse by @eirian_houpe
Best Creature
Tomorrow by @chippedcupwrites In the Castle East by @villainsarebetter The Finfolk’s Bride by @chippedcupwrites Ad Astra by @chippedcupwrites The Cunning by @mareyshelley Fallen by @eirian_houpe The Spirit of the Trees by @woodelf68 Caught On In a Flash by @villainsarebetter
Best Unexpected Twist
Contract by @Kelyon His Little Wife by @Lady_Janes_Fics The Price by eirian_houpe
Best Bobby Squared
The Gold Motel by mrgoldsdearie A Blade For Belfrey by eirian_houpe
Best Trope
Love Me Before The Last Petal Falls by @DeliriumsDelight7 Snow and Heat by @Hypatia3 Wounds and Scars by @Peacehopeandrats Beauty Compelled by @eirian_houpe Premonition by @ace_cf_cups Sacred Promise by @ace_cf_cups
Best English Language
To Nurse by @Charon53 Premonition by @ace_cf_cups His Ray of Light by @ace_cf_cups Sacred Promise by by @ace_cf_cups
Events
Best Rumbelle Secret Santa
Wrapping Up Her Christmas Gift by @Kelyon Gluttony, a RSS Fic by @thestraggletag The Sweetest Dream by @threepwoodmarley Christmas Secrets by @peacehopeandrats If You Will Be My Queen by @eirian_houpe Make Me Feel Alive Again by @cartoonjessie Finding the Fun - RSS 2023 Fic by @tickletorso They Said it Was a Party by @of-princes-and-savages There Can Only Ever Be by @notalwayslate Mysterious by @reolf Portrait of the Heart by @chippedcupwrites Rumbelle Secret Santa by @99goosebumps Already There by @Jackabelle73
Best Fluffapalooza Fic
The Tea Shop by @peacehopeandrats Dragon Day by @importantgalaxyrimaway Content Rumbelle #1 through #8 by @Jackabelle73
Best Fluffapalooza Art
Kiss Me Again, It's Working by @milaeryn (https://www.tumblr.com/milaeryn/709081818387906560/kiss-me-again-its-working) Rumbelle (Something There) by @personintheplace (https://youtu.be/j0Tw_dmaXUg)
Best Monthly Rumbelling
Encounter - Rumplerose (AO3) The Landlord and the Princess - Rumplerose (AO3) Honorable - Rumplerose (AO3)
Character Awards
Best Belle
The Not So Dark One by @CharlotteAshmore Lady of the Lake by @rumplestiltskinsbulge The Cunning by @mareyshelley On The House by @Kelyon Beauty Enlightened by @eirian_houpe Compromises by @tickletorso Caught On In a Flash by @villainsarebetter A Knack for Losing Everything by @AntiKryptonite Portrait of the Heart by @chippedcupwrites The Oldest Door by @peacehopeandrats Ingredients by @peacehopeandrats Delivery by @peacehopeandrats Premonition by @ace_cf_cups The Sweetest Dream by @threepwoodmarley Brandy, Apples and Spice by @rufeepeach
Best Dark One!Belle
Rags to Riches by @alphashley14 Fallen by @eirian_houpe
Best Lacey
One Lover, Many Dreams by @peacehopeandrats Stroll by @peacehopeandrats Wax by @peacehopeandrats Lacey and the Tramp by @chippedcupwrites The Storybrooke Whisky Appreciation Society by @threepwoodmarley Star Crossed by @threepwoodmarley Weakness by @threepwoodMarley The Cupcake Trilogy by @threepwoodmarley Sore Hearted Souls by @nerdrumple
Best Spinner!Rumple
Witch and Spinner by @Strummer_Pinks Outside In by @Lotus0Kid
Best Dark One!Rumple
Make Me Feel Alive Again by @CartoonJessie A Golden Mask by @lotus0kid Gilded by @eirian_houpe Compromises by @tickletorso A Golden Mask by @Lotus0Kid The Oldest Door by @peacehopeandrats Ingredients by @peacehopeandrats Delivery by @peacehopeandrats Portrait of the Heart by @chippedcupwrites Premonition by @ace_cf_cups
Best Wish!Rumple
Once There Was A Wish by @peacehopeandrats Granted by @peacehopeandrats
Best Mr. Gold
The Caretaker by @TheStraggletag Fire by @peacehopeandrats His Ray of Light by @ace_cf_cups Sacred Promise by @ace_cf_cups Courtship: A Golden Rings Story by @Kelyon The Cunning by @mareyshelley The Third Wheel @tickletorso Missing Person @eirian_houpe
Best Detective Weaver
Arson by @Peacehopeandrats Forgery by @Peacehopeandrats
Best Baelfire/Neil
A House Built With Love by @Of_Princes_and_Savages Steps by @peacehopeandrats
Best Gideon
The Message by @peacehopeandrats The Tent Of Infinite Adventure by @peacehopeandrats Slumber by @peacehopeandrats The Zoo by @peacehopeandrats The Meeting by @peacehopeandrats Finding You by @ClaraHue A Christmas Present for Mama by Shadowedoracle Christmas Secrets by @Peacehopeandrats
Best OC Rumbelle Child
The Zoo by @peacehopeandrats
Best (Worst) Villain
Regina in Spy by @peacehopeandrats Gaston in Scattered by @eirian_houpe Cora in On the House by @Kelyon Cora in The Dance of Love by @Malkat86 Gaston in Requited Love by @Melkat86
Best BFF/Wingman
Wounds and Scars by @peacehopeandrats Mountains, Streams, And Magical Things by @peacehopeandrats Overnight by @peacehopeandrats Blankets by @peacehopeandrats Healing by @peacehopeandrats Nobody Knew by @eirian_houpe Beauty Enlightened by eirian_houpe
Art
Best Fan Art
https://www.tumblr.com/milaeryn/709081818387906560/kiss-me-again-its-working - by milaeryn https://www.tumblr.com/ladyjanesfics/723405666574876672/sketching-rumbelle-is-literally-everything?source=share (@ladyjanesfics) https://www.tumblr.com/milaeryn/729258616383815680/belle-go-kiss-him-now https://www.tumblr.com/milaeryn/719206422850781184/goldenlacey-kiss-kiss https://www.tumblr.com/milaeryn/717578206992039936/some-rumbelle-fluff-im-100-sure-this https://www.tumblr.com/milaeryn/705184624822894592/the-magic-of-true-love https://www.tumblr.com/ace-cf-cups/740299612882075648 - happy ending at the end of realms; in my memory it doesn’t end; this silly little woven beauty set.
Best Graphic Art
https://chippedcupwrites.tumblr.com/post/736265729785151488/and-love-is-when-someone-who-even-knows-your (chippedcupwrites) https://www.tumblr.com/notonlymice/739060862996955136/rumbelle-little-red-riding-hood-au-moodboard - by notonlymice https://www.tumblr.com/ace-cf-cups/740299612882075648 - happy ending at the end of realms; in my memory it doesn’t end; this silly little woven beauty set.
Best AU in Art
https://notonlymice.tumblr.com/post/707899093547139072/au-where-belle-isnt-fascinated-by-the-idea-of (notonlymice) https://notonlymice.tumblr.com/post/707899093547139072/au-where-belle-isnt-fascinated-by-the-idea-of - by notonlymice https://www.tumblr.com/ace-cf-cups/740299612882075648 - this silly little woven beauty set.
Best Fluff Art
https://www.tumblr.com/milaeryn/704721714492375040/merry-rumbellemas-people - by milaeryn https://www.tumblr.com/ladyjanesfics/723648747582717952/prompt-from-fanfic-archive-rumple-steals?source=share (@ladyjanesfics) https://www.tumblr.com/chippedcupwrites/720948596432896000/it-was-an-arranged-marriage-i-was-doing-you-a https://www.tumblr.com/chippedcupwrites/714078397482041344/youre-the-sweetness-in-a-warm-cup-of-tea-when https://www.tumblr.com/ace-cf-cups/740299612882075648 - happy ending at the end of realms; in my memory it doesn’t end
Best Angsty Art
In my memory it doesn't end by ace_cf_cups
Best Comic/Graphic Novel
https://angelqueen13art.tumblr.com/post/109570038649/week-6-wearing-each-others-clothes-on-my - by angelqueen13
Best Use of Color
https://www.tumblr.com/notonlymice/731808073890611200/begacey-moodboard - by notonlymice https://www.tumblr.com/milaeryn/709081818387906560/kiss-me-again-its-working https://www.tumblr.com/milaeryn/705184624822894592/the-magic-of-true-love https://www.tumblr.com/ace-cf-cups/740299612882075648
Best Video
https://notonlymice.tumblr.com/post/737335283676282880/in-any-version-of-reality-and-all-that (notonlymice) https://chippedcupwrites.tumblr.com/post/719320180808925184/your-beauty-never-ever-scared-me-mary-on-a (chippedcupwrites) https://www.tumblr.com/chippedcupwrites/720948596432896000/it-was-an-arranged-marriage-i-was-doing-you-a https://www.tumblr.com/chippedcupwrites/714078397482041344/youre-the-sweetness-in-a-warm-cup-of-tea-when
Superlatives
Best Artist
@Chippedcupwrites @Notonlymince
Best Author
@Kelyon @Peacehopeandrats @Chick-with-wifi @Chippedcupwrites @poorobscureplainandlittle
Best New Author
@Once-Upon-a-Rewrite @Ace-cf-Cups @threepwoodmarley
Best Rumbelle Fic
The Language of Flowers by @DeliriumsDelight7 3 Witch and Spinner by @Strummer_Pinks 2 The Finfolk’s Bride by @ chippedcupwrites 2 Tomorrow by @chippedcupwrites Ad Astra by @chippedcupwrites Skin Deep by @bookwormchocaholic 2
Best Anyelle Fic
(In)discreet Math by @eirian_houpe 2 Let's Spend the Night Together by @ifishouldvanish 3 Tuesday by @eirian_houpe 2 Heal by @Evilsnowswan Passions Made of Nothing by @ KillerKueen Caught On In a Flash by @villainsarebetter
Best Anyem Fic
Tyger Tyger by @ShakespeareanHoneyBadgers 2
Rumbelle Lifetime Achievement Award
Kaylahastoomanyships 2 Peacehopeandrats 3 Jackabelle73 3
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Six Sentence Sunday
This week’s snippet is from Fortis Fortuna Adiuvat, for my dear friend @reolf. Happy birthday! I wanted to get this out for you today, but life and COVID got in the way. Hopefully this snippet brightens your day!
She nipped his earlobe hard in punishment. The sting of it made his blood sing. “No talking. Need you too much,” she muttered against his skin.
Every fiber of his being wanted to give in and lose himself in the bliss of her touch. But that cautious, meticulous part of him wasn’t so easily silenced. So, grabbing her shoulders, he pushed her back to arm’s length, feeling like he’d ripped out a piece of his own heart as he did.
“Belle. You’re *married*,” he reminded her harshly.
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