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♚ This made me way too happy... XD
The Perfect Bait ⚜ Zelena & Belle
Now that they had been reunited, Belle had to know the meaning behind Rumple's strange behavior. It seemed as thought he was being pulled back by an invisible leash. This leash of sorts was causing him to squirm and ache. He clutched the sides of his head and spoke with a straining pain in his voice. "B-Belle... I... I need to go back.... ah!" "Back?" Belle knelt as close as she could get without him frantically sliding away from her. He crawled on the forest floor, the mud collecting on his hands as if he were trying to find something to hold onto... "Back to where?" It made her want to cry to see Rumple in this agony. What was worse is that she had no idea how to help or even if she could help. "Rumple... Rumple talk to me. What's wrong?" Suddenly a large green cloud of smoke appeared before Rumple. On his hands and knees he looked up to see a woman appear. In shock, Belle fell onto her back away from the cloud. She saw that the person who appeared was the same woman who had mistook her for Mrs. Gold the past day in the shop. Why was she here? And why did Rumple seem so afraid of her?
((Do you ever just get really into an rp and while you’re waiting you just…))
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Random roleplayer meme.
How I look when roleplaying normally.
How I look when roleplaying pairings/smut.
How I look when my muse won't cooperate and I struggle to do any replies.
How I look when a god mod/Mary Sue/Gary Sue shows up.
How I look when I am impatient for a reply.
How I look when a roleplay dies.
How I look when real life people catch me roleplaying.
Alright roleplayers let’s see your variations!
"Woah, when did you get that?"
"Who did this to you?"
"How many time have I told you to be more careful?"
"You’re saying this was an accident?"
"What a shiner!"
"If you look like this, I’d hate to see the other guy."
"I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and...
Found ⚜ Rumple & Belle
It felt like weeks, months perhaps, but it had only been a few days since the death of his son. Since that wrenched witch took something precious from him; she certainly was not going to get away with such a heinous act. For now, he was locked away, stuck in cage to which he could not escape. If the dagger was not in her possession, it certainly would not be a problem to ring her neck.
As Rumple sat there, discouraged…heartbroken.., his dark brown hues stared upon the ground that filled with strings of hay and gold; he could only think of one person that could comfort him in this time of need. His perfect Belle, the one woman who truly changed his life. The wicked witch seemed to be preoccupied with trying to take over and destroy her sister that he took this time to tear away the lock upon his cage. This was his only chance, his one moment to find her. He quickly made his way out towards the city, heading to his pawn shop; breath heavy as he slammed the door open only to find that his dearest Belle was nowhere to be found.
"Where could she possibly be?" He thought.
The roads of Storybrooke seemed desolate but he had no time to chit-chat or find anyone else. Rumple was racing against the clock, who knows when he’ll be caught. He then took his way to the forest, rushing though the branches, letting the edges cut along his face. Nothing mattered but finding her. It was only for moment that he was beginning to lose hope till he heard a voice in the distance.
He heard his name being called…multiple times. Was it her? Without a second thought, he raced towards the direction of her voice as his voice escalated in tone. “BELLE!” He would shout, repeating. “Belle, where are you!?” He grew breathless as he thought all was lost as he took a moment to breathe until his eyes saw someone though the openings of the branches. He saw her, his eyes grew teary eyed as he made his way to her. Rumple placed his hand gently upon his shoulder as he spoke her name in a soft manner. “B-belle.” Hesitant as he said her name, moving his hand to his chest as he clenched his jacket. “I-I have missed you so much, I ran away…so I could just see you, I need you…Belle.”
Belle turned her head in the sound of the voice. Was it possible? Could it really be him? "Rumple? Rumple!" Then, she saw him. He looked a dreadful state, as if he had just fought alone in a battle against fifty men. But his appearance didn't matter to her. Not now. Now when it was only him she wanted to embrace. She sprinted towards him. Her ankles bent as she traveled over the bumpy terrain, but nothing could hurt her. She would have broken her entire leg running if it meant reaching Rumple. As they neared, she felt warm tears of happiness roll down her cheek. She threw her arms around him, weeping into his chest. She inhaled deeply, gasping for air from her frantic sobs. She kissed him again and again. "Oh, Rumple," she said through sniffing and tears. "It is you! You're alive..."
Who dares to mess with books in Belle’s presence?!
Found ⚜ Rumple & Belle
Enough was enough... she couldn't wait around any longer. Belle grabbed her dark blue coat, slipped on her gloves and laced up her boots. She was going to find Rumple. Emma had said that he was alive, but so far he hadn't made his way to the pawn shop. Surely he would have come to her by now if everything was alright. Something had to have gone wrong and she was going to find out what. She made her way to the forest on the outskirts of Storybrook, just before the Welcome to Storybrook sign. It was so cold out she could see her breath. The forest was consumed in a thick grey fog, as was the usual in the early mornings there. Belle tromped through the dirt, pushing branches out of her way. She managed to find a sort of path leading further into the distance. "Rumple!" Her voice echoed. There was no reply. She had to keep trying. "Rumple! Rumple are you there?" She quickened her pace and changed her direction. Still she heard nothing but her own voice. "Rumple please answer me!" She paused to listen. Birds chirped, leaves crunched against each other from the wind... but no voices. What was she doing? She felt so hopeless.
Is nobody going to talk about how there’s a 3d Rumple printer in the Enchanted Forest?
Along Came the Wolf ⚜ Ruby & Belle
Red was happily running through the forest, the wind flowing through her fur as her paws crunched fallen leaves beneath her pads. She let out a joyous howl, wagging when she heard true wolves return her call.
She caught the faint smell of a strange woman, someone that she hadn’t encountered before. Red padded towards the smell, trying to keep her distance from the woman. As she got closer though she could smell it, the faint traces of dark magic around the woman.
Red let out a low growl, ready to strike if the woman who she believed to be Regina tried to attack her. When she saw the woman’s face though she calmed down, noticing the kindness and fear in her eyes. She stood straighter and trotted away, searching for her hood.
When the wolf seemed to reject her, Belle let out a breath of relief. There was something strange about the creature... Something in its eyes. Almost human-like. They didn't appear to be those of any ordinary wolf.
Although it made no sense, Belle felt an urge to follow it. She quietly kept pace behind the wolf by about twelve feet. The wolf didn't even seem to care that it was being follower. Surely it would have heard her, despite Belle's best quiet-keeping efforts. She saw the wolf trot into a clearing where a blood red cloak lay on the ground. Belle knelt behind a tree. What was all of this about?
"There is nothing you can say to convince me to do that...."