My First Rumbelle FanFiction : Nightmares
Chapter: One
Setting: In the castle, just after a quiet supper. It has been about a month since Belle was collected by Rumpel. Written in the voice of Belle.
I started to get up and I felt him eyeing me as I walked over and reached for the plate in front of him. I stretched a long, thin,…
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Hello, Dearie: Something There Chapter 8
Hey guys sorry it took me like two weeks to finally sit down and write a new chapter. I was lost on where to go but OUaT always helps inspire me as well as RC tweet session. So here it is chapter 8.. enjoy :)
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The…
Hello, Dearie: His Gift: Something There Chapter 7 (RumBelle)
“I am Lumiere, it is a pleasure to meet you Ma Cher. The Master did not mention how beautiful you were.” The suave candle stick spoke as Belle drank in the sight of the enchanted objects bustling about. Blinking at the bloomed red rose the candelabra extended to her. Taking it and inhaling the…
all that he has || the worst memory {rumpel/belle}
Title: all that he has
Author: Younger Dr. Grey
Summary: Skin Deep SPOILERS. All he has is an empty heart, a chipped cup, and the memories. Rumple/Belle. Angst.
Warnings/Spoilers: ”Skin Deep”
Disclaimer: I own nothing. All rights for the characters and the world go to their owners. I, in no way, believe – or would lead others to believe – that I own Once Upon a Time.
Hello, Dearie: Something There: Just for her: Chapter 6 (Rumbelle)
Belle’s cleaning had become greatly eased. The once abandoned looking castle was now pristine. She was sitting on an antique chaise her legs curled beneath her, lost in another book. Rumpelstiltskin sat spinning his eyes not watching the spindle but focusing on Belle’s content expression. She…
Hello, Dearie: A promise kept: Something There Chapter 5 (Rumbelle)
He returned to his castle holding the heavy long braid, it was past midnight surely Belle would be sleeping. He would not have to worry about her questioning his sudden disappearance earlier. Remembering that he had left the castle unlocked, what if she had fled? The idea of her being gone filled…
Hello, Dearie: A promise made: Rumbelle -- Something There Chapter 4
Hey all I decided to start naming my chapters. Ideas for the first three?
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The girl sat weeping at her window sill, gazing out at the moon reflecting over the water of the lake miles from her tower. Her impossibly long corn-yellow…
Hello, Dearie: Something There (RumBelle) Chap. 3
Hey everyone thank you for reading my fanfic so far. I just am so in love with RumBelle, it is fun having an obsession. I appreciate the feedback and I hope you enjoy chapter 3.
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Belle didn’t mind that hands were a bit…
OUaT Drabble: Fault
Summary: Mr. French pays Mr. Gold a visit in jail to discuss shared culpability. Post 1.12 Gold/Belle
He has been in the holding cell for a few days, not quite a week. Of course he’s made the most of his time-largely planning, meticulously, that wretched woman’s end. The little princess had, over the course of their time together, noticed his… bauble, but she had thankfully not pressed the subject when he’d been lax to explain the chinaware. He shook his head; if she was there only hope, then Miss Swan had a long way to go before she would be ready to match her royal highness. He would be out any day now, after which he planned on making damn sure that Miss Swan would learn her place, as well as his, in this aggrandized purgatory. Not a total ruining-not yet, at least-but enough to teach her a lesson, like a child that need a reprimand, like the child she was. Princess Emma. What a joke. Sheriff, his arse. He scoffed to himself.
“Keeping yourself entertained, I see,” Emma Swan looked up from the paperwork she’d been working on at her, formerly Sheriff Graham’s, desk. “What’s so funny?”
“From my point of view,” Mr. Gold eyed her from his cell, “I daresay quite a lot.”
