Guys, I can't....I'm cryingThis is the most horrible thing to ever happen in the history of Once Upon a Time!!! BELLE IS IN LOVE WITH WILL SCARLET!!!!! Rumbelle is gone....I'm deeply saddened by this. I just caught up with the show and finally watched episode 14 today...I'm really depressed right now...I remember when the end came up and Rumple was watching Belle through the shop window in the shadows. I saw him and Belle smiling and I thought "Awww! That's so cute!" then.....I started to frown because I saw that home-wrecker Will Scarlet or "The Knave of Hearts". I thought "No....please no..." and then it happened........she KISSED him. I started to cry my eyes out and I literally felt my heart breaking. This CANNOT HAPPEN! I'm totally against those 2 getting together. I know there's lots of Rumbellers out there that have my back on this right? I mean, sure, Rumple's made mistakes, nobody's perfect. He's changing, he really is, he now knowsGuys, I can't....I'm crying by RosetteGold
Belle's SurpriseRumplestitskin awoke in his bed, but he wasn't alone. His wife, Belle lied next to him and was fast asleep. He looked at her and smiled. She looked like an angel when she slept and when she was awake. He didn't want to wake her so he quietly got up and put his clothes on and then went to the kitchen to make his wife and himself breakfast. Belle woke up a few minutes later and felt sick to her stomach. She shook it off as she got ready. She took a nice, hot shower and thought it might help, plus she needed it, but it didn't work. She put her clothes and make-up on and couldn't help but vomit. After she relieved herself from her stomach pain, she went into the kitchen to see her husband putting a lovely plate of breakfast on the table just for her. "Good morning sweetheart. Did you sleep well?" He asked her. "I did." She said with a smile. She sat down and looked at the plate. She didn't touch anything. "What's wrong darling? Is everything alright?" He asked with a little worry when he sBelle's Surprise by RosetteGold
Rumpelstiltskin x Child Reader: Beautiful StrangerRumpelstiltskin x Child Reader: Beautiful Stranger by Tarnisis
Rumpelstiltskin x Child Reader: Beautiful Stranger
She had been beaten again; new splatters of bruises covering her young body for all to see. And despite the fact that they had only been dealt to the girl thirty minutes prior, little (F/n) had no tears to shed. The pain of the countless blows from a man’s hands still stung, and the involuntary flinching from the memory of the hits still had her quivering at every noise. But even with all of this, her (e/c) eyes were completely dry.
(F/n) had cried all of her tears a year ago when her father (the only person in her life that had cared about her) had disappeared without a trace. He had gone on a job, and had never come back. The eight year old still kept a frequent vigil at the cottage where they had lived, when her ‘guardian’ was either away or in a drunken stupor. But deep down, she had accepted that her papa wasn’t coming back. . . He had abandoned (F/n
Duckling to Swan: Flamboyant GrasshopperDuckling to Swan: Flamboyant Grasshopper by Tarnisis
Duckling to Swan
Part Four: Flamboyant Grasshopper
It was nearly midnight, and the castle of Snow White and Prince Charming was shrouded in a veil peaceful darkness- save for the single light that shone from the windows of the infamous West Wing. Some might have thought this was foreboding and strange- seeing as the West Wing was the Dark One's designated chambers. But those who lived in the castle were well since accustomed to such occurrences and never gave it as much as a second thought. Even the good King and Queen- Snow and Charming- weren't worried.
The nightly lessons between Princess and Dark One had been going on so long, that there was no concern. . . Though perhaps on this particular night there should have been.
From the depths of the tower a female voice cried out in both anger and contempt, which was followed by a bright silver explosion in the room. Then, a loud popping nois
Tale As Old As TimeDay: 1 Month: 4 Season: Spring Year: 1940Tale As Old As Time by TheOnlyBean
My name is Isabelle French. I am employed as a reporter for the Daily Mirror located in Storybrooke, Main. My job is to interview the most successful entrepreneurs and their failures this side of the Atlantic Ocean. I find out what makes them rise and then fall from the highest social status one can think of. And I’m good at it too. There is, however, one man who refuses to let me speak with him. That is going to end this spring.
His name is Rumpelstiltskin Gold, otherwise known as Mr. Gold to his associates. He lives in a large mansion on the outskirts of Storybrooke and he owns most everything in this town, in fact, if you name it, he owns it. Everyone says he is a beast. He is never seen at social gatherings, he is never known to give to charity, and he is known for making deals. If you make a deal with Mr. Gold you have to keep it, otherwise he will come aft
Falling“His name is Fee-leep.”Falling by MissDudette
She looked at him with an eyebrow raised, “Don’t you mean Philippe?”
“Of course not,” he leered, “It’s FEE-leep.”
She wrinkled her nose. Fee-leep. It really should be Philippe.
She rubbed the big horse named Fee-leep’s ears. He was a gorgeous orange brown color, like a dark pumpkin, and had a big white stripe all down his nose. His mane and tail were lighter than his body, like straw, and every one of his legs had white stockings. His eyes were plain and simple brown, but they had that twinkle in them, like he knew what complications were going on and couldn’t believe they weren’t simpler. He was stunning and expressive, even if he was a bit fat.
Fee-leep lipped at her cape, wondering whether there were any treats.
“Oh, no, you don’t!” She pulled his fuzzy head up before he ate her red velvet cloak. She saw, right above his eye, that she could see the whole cast
Fairytale ChristmasThick clouds were all over Storybrooke. Belle already saw many snows, but never here, in this land without magic. But still...Fairytale Christmas by Lady-Vaudeville
The snowflakes were gently drifting from the sky, only to land gracefully onto the rooftops. Belle smiled at the beauty of this view.
For a land without magic, this scenery was entirely enchanting.
Dreamy and mesmerized by the sky, she wasn't alarmed by the sound of steps smoothly crushing on the snow. When a familiar hand touched her shoulder, she simply turned back - and smiled.
Rumple gave her a sincere smile back, greeting her by his simple "hey". Even if it could seem few, Belle knew it was Rumple's kind of code. This simple word could mean a lot between them, like: "I missed you"; or, "I'm not unhappy to see you".
For that, Belle threw her arms around him.
"I missed you too", she answered while brushing a light kiss onto his lips.
Everytime she did greet him this way, his features mellowed - a mix between surprise and joy, as if he still wouldn't believe
Rumbelle WeekDay 1: MagicRumbelle Week by PriestessOfNox
She had wanted to let in sunlight.
Rumpelstiltskin had allowed the silly notion, if only to keep her from falling off the ladder again. But as the days went by he started to reconsider, his house, hardly a home, was far too warm now and especially too bright. There was a reason he covered the windows to begin with you know.
Then Belle came in carrying the tray of afternoon tea. There was nothing special about this and yet there was.
Each time Belle walked in front of one of the windows she simply shimmered, more beautifully then the day he took her from her home as she wore her golden dress. Her hair shined far more radiant then the thread of gold between his fingers. As if these things weren't enough her smile, directed at him of all things, along with her eyes, so warm and open with her feelings, sparkled as she announced it was time for him to take a break and join her for tea.
Darkness had surrounded Rumpelstiltskin for so long he had forgotten the magic of sunl
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