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A sea of whiskey couldn’t intoxicate me as much as a drop of you.
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Miss. Not Taking No For An Answer.& Mr. Yes, Touch Everything I Own.
Hi. I’m the anon who asked about a choking kink story. I would love to see it between season one Mr. Gold and Mayor Mills. It’s a thin line between love and hate with them
Oh yes! This is really interesting, will try and get this story to you ASAP! Thank you for the request!
Hi. I love your writing. I was just wondering. Since it’s pretty much canon that both Rumple and Regina have a choking kink. Could you write a smutty story incorporating said choking kink?!?
Oooh! I have written this I think once or twice and I am always for writing it, so this would be a blast! Do you have a specific realm Rumple/Regina you are wanting to see or a specific season? Thank you so much for the compliment! I really appreciate it so much and I am very excited to give this a go. Let me know! Thanks again!
Count To Three: Day 134 [ao3 / ff.net] - rated M for mature
Roni was standing nearest the door when Weaver made his way downstairs, dressed and ready for the day. Walking over to the mantel, he pinned up the schedule and then closed the space between him and the brunette. "Are you ready?" When she gave a nervous nod, he glanced over his shoulder at Mulan who nodded in understanding to keep an ear out in case they would need her. Then, pulling open the door, he walked outside with Roni next to him, descending the porch steps and heading in the direction of the water mill.
"Do you remember those Zombie films?" Roni asked, tucking a stray hair behind her ear as they made their way through the tall weeds.
"Which ones?" He chuckled, eyes on the tree line.
"Any of them, really. The old films weren't as scarring as the newer ones but ever since the outbreak, I haven't been able to find one of those that could have prepared us for the actual truth of it all. There's a weight on your chest and your brain is constantly on fire..."
"No rest of the fighters." Weaver interrupted, spewing thoughts that had in one form or another crossed his mind already. "I guess that's what makes many of us so different. The means of which we're willing to lower ourselves in order to live and not die or-"
"Worse...become infected and kill everyone around us." Roni thrust her hands into her jeans, trying to keep the anxiety in her frame down to a bare minimum but already the clean air outside of the house was burning her lungs. "If-"
"I know what you're going to ask, already." Of course he did, but he had failed Milah in the same aspect. How could he ever promise Roni the same thing. "I won't be able to do it."
"How do you know? I mean, I'll likely go after you if you're with me."
He halted in his tracks and closed his eyes, listening to the surrounding noises as intently as he could - all the while trying to push away the need to call off the venture and head back to the house. But; she had kissed him - she had bared her soul last night and she deserved an explanation. "I had a wife..."
Roni noticed the past tense and automatically regretted having asked him to do such a thing if it had come down to it. "You don't-"
"Yes, I do." He made his way over to her and quickly checked the trees before meeting her dark chocolate gaze. "My wife and I were in this together, trying to survive to our best abilities. Our relationship wasn't perfect by any means. She wanted more than I could ever give her. Nothing I did could ever put a smile on her face later into our relationship, close to the infection outbreak. Then once it hit... We were arguing one day, outside of a station that we had hoped to find more people inside-" A shaky sigh left his lips as he tried to steel his nerves. "-We never found anyone when she was alive. But during that day, she raised her voice louder than usual and it caught whatever was in the field beside of the damn station and whatever it was launched at her. By the time I was able to aim and shoot it, it had already gotten blood in her mouth - only she didn't tell me that at the time. Said it was just on her lips. I believed her."
"Damn.." Roni hissed out, her eyes darting to the trees the same time his did, only to find nothing moving towards them and so they brought their eyes back to each other. "..I'm sorry..."
"As I've said before, it takes a day for the body to start the process. Or at least it has during the slow infections, which had been what happened to Milah. On our way outside the next day, she began puking up everything she had in her stomach - albeit it wasn't much - then blood followed soon after. Her body began purging itself, blood leaking from her eyes and nose...ears...and the screaming.." Weaver shook his head then motioned for Roni to follow him so that they could get to the water mill. "The point is, no matter how much pain my wife had been in - no matter how hungry she looked or how much she begged me to make it stop on that dirt road...I couldn't. I left her there, dying in the grass, the virus taking her over. I'm a coward in that aspect, Roni."
Into Me You See; Chapter 7 [ao3 / ff.net] Original Prompt + Follow prompt can be found here.
Everything had been set up by Alice and a few of her friends from the streets, the main room held yellow and purple balloons with white streamers hanging from the high ceilings. "This is ridiculous." Roni sighed out, her hand going to her stomach as she walked around the room and checked that nothing would be in the walking space so no one would end up tripping. Anxiety had been coursing through her since she had set the date, sent out the invitations and now - made her way to the main landing of the hallway in front of the open door.
Weaver bounded his way down the stairs, tucking his badge against his belt. When Roni turned to look at him, he had to fight the urge to throw his badge to the ground and say fuck it. "I've been called to work."
"You're going to leave me here by myself with Kelly?" She walked over to him and leaned against his chest, head tilted up towards him as he pressed a passionate kiss to her lips. "And her daughter. If they even show."
"They will." He reassured her, hands sliding up and down the length of her spine. "I won't be long. I promise." He wouldn't be, with these types of cases it was a quick stakeout, in to grab the perp and then out. Booking was something he could pin to someone else. She didn't let go at first, nuzzling her face against his chest in a moment that felt softer than she had ever done before and he couldn't fight the fist that seemed to clench around his heart. "I promise. I'll be home before you know it."
"Be careful." She removed herself from him hesitantly, her hands straightening out his jacket, which caused him to chuckle. Those lines on the sides of his eyes causing her heart to feel warm and fuzzy. "Want to switch places? I'll go catch bad guys and you can deal with my sister?"
"Not a chance, love." Leaning in, he placed another kiss to her forehead before shooting her an apologetic look then heading out of the door towards his black car.
"He jumped ship?" Alice asked, sliding up next to Roni in the doorway. The brunette nodded and then turned to head back inside, in search for a comfortable seat - her back was killing her. "Can you feel anything yet?"
"So far I'm just finding it hard to catch my breath every now and again." Roni leaned her head back against one of the chairs in the main room, her hands finding the arm rests as her muscles relax. "Luckily, I'm as healthy as they get for sixteen weeks."
"Your skin is glowing." Alice sits at Roni's feet, hands going forward to massage along the brunette's ankles. "It's really beautiful."
"Thank you, Alice. I appreciate it."
Dancing In The Dark; Chapter seven [ao3 / ff.net] rated M for mature
Regina linked her arm in Gold's , chocolate hues washing over the town in the light of day. Everything felt different now - as if she had just woken from the curse, the shock of opening her eyes to this world an entirely fresh experience. Even the town square had a different tone to it. Archie walking Pongo down the street, eyeing the two with contempt that caused the former mayor's heart to speed up for the slightest second until Gold brought her back to the reality of being near him with just the hum of his voice as he bid the cricket a good day. Her free hand slid down to the swell of her stomach as she caught sight of Belle leaving Granny's with a paper bag in tow, her eyes slanting the second she locked eyes on the two making their way closer to the diner. "Morning." Regina kept her tone neutral while she glanced back at Gold who had held back a few paces to slip past his ex wife and into the diner behind the former mayor.
Belle however, turned quickly on her heels and followed them into the establishment much to the couples dismay, especially when her voice boomed much louder than was needed. "Rumple." The bookworm tugged on his arm, cutting off his journey towards the counter where Regina had slid onto one of the stools, her fingertips toying with a menu that Granny had hesitantly placed before her the second she saw the two of them come in. "Is it true?" Belle's voice broke as she spoke, as if she hadn't been the one to cut ties with Gold. "Are you...with...her?"
"I am..." he spoke slowly before turning his head so that he could catch sight of Regina who was watching on with an expressionless facade on her features. One he could semi-remember having taught her long ago. When he brought his attention back to his former wife, though they had yet to actually sign any divorce papers, and nodded. "...with Regina. How is our son?" He motioned towards the swell of Belle's stomach, the only concern etched in his eyes as he stood before her.
"Growing every single day and giving me a few kicks in the process." She couldn't help the smile that formed on her lips as a light shown bright in Gold's eyes. Which she was quick to push away the second she remembered their current predicament. "How do you expect yourself to fight darkness if you're in bed with it?"
He couldn't miss the venom in her words nor the clear as day bite in them. "Forgive me, were you around when she split herself just to prove to everyone that the belief they pushed onto her was for good and not harming her psyche? Then were you there when she once again, split her own heart to give that darker version of herself something good to weigh out the part of herself she felt was missing?" The tone that was once complacent was now rising slightly in octave as he stepped forward just a hair. "The last time I checked, Belle, you were the one reminding me that I could never be the man you wanted. Why should it matter to you who I'm in bed with?"
That was when she stepped closer, pushing herself up on the tips of her toes to whisper so no one could hear the words coming out of her mouth - lest it ruin everyone's picture perfect image of her. "If you ever want to see your son, you'll leave her and actually prove to me that you've changed." And with that, she turned towards the door and walked out of the diner, intent on seeing results after a threat like that.
Gold chuckled to himself, reveling in how the tables had indeed been turned. Now she was the one making threats to keep him on a leash, to make sure he was miserable enough to change into someone she wanted him to be. The one thing that she had failed to notice, was that he already had begun down that path with Regina. His darkness is still a part of him and in accepting that ( because Regina had never made kicking his darkness to the curb a clause in their relationship ), he has learned how to better control his urges to deceive or to use the dagger.
* Laws Of Attraction [thread | start | co-written by].
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The fact that every persona that Regina or Rumple has always works well with each other is amazing. Literally.
The Enchanted Forest: Rumplestiltskin/Apprentice Regina & EQ.
Storybrooke: Mayor Mills and Mr. Gold.
Enchanted Forest 2: Been through the ringer but survived Rumple & Regina.
Hyperion Heights: Weaver & Roni.
They are all perfect for the other counterpart every single time.
Even the clothes they wear mirrors the other perfectly.
The finale two chapters of Roni’s Bar! Roni’s Bar; Chapter 19 - Weaver [ao3 / ff.net] Roni’s Bar; Chapter 20 - Roni [ao3 / ff.net]
Count To Three [ao3 / ff.net] - in progress, 12 chapter so far
John Weaver runs a house for the uninfected survivors. Each person must help contribute to their safe house as they try to survive and fight against the virus that seems to be spreading like wildfire.
On The Tip Of My Tongue; Chapter 10 [ao3 / ff.net] Rated M for Mature. Smutty Smut SMUT
He could taste the whiskey on his tongue as he exited his car, tugging his leather jacket closer to himself as his skin met with the chilly air outside of Roni's Bar. It had been a longer day than he wanted or needed, so the idea of drinking away the tension in his limbs seemed like the best idea of the moment - even if the night was still early enough for him to instead go home and shower off the tense feeling in his frame.
Pushing through the door, his eyes roamed over the empty space as the scent of her filled his mind and body to the brim with a thirst that threatened to change his course for the night. "Everyone gone?" He called out, wondering where she had gone.
"Yeah, last call ended around thirty minutes ag-" Her sentence stops midway as she steps into the open space from the back, digits curled around a cloth as she dried off her hands. "Oh, have a seat. Whiskey?"
Her voice sends hot lava through his veins as he makes his way closer to the bar, eyes dropping to the white shirt clinging to her frame; the fabric doing nothing to hide the black bra beneath it. Instantly, his fingers go to his lips as he brushes the tips of them against the soft flesh, imagining the shirt off of her or better yet wet. "That's a new one..." He gestures with a nod of his head, watching as she looks up at him through impossibly dark lashes as she pours the amber liquid into the tumbler. "...the uhh.." His tongue dips out to wet his lips as he tilts his head, the pad of his thumb moving his bottom lip just slightly.
"A new one?" Glancing down, she let's out a chuckle before looking back up at him. "Yes, It is a new bra, Weaver. How nice of you to notice."
* Laws Of Attraction [thread | start | co-written by].
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You can see inside me, Will you come inside me Do you wanna ride, inside my love
Writing is Saturday (today). I need to make a gif/edit making day for GQ.
Broken pieces of the night Sing like hollow lullabies You and I, always in disguises Lover, hunter, friend and enemy You will always be every one of these Lover, hunter, friend and enemy You will always be every one of these Nothing's fair in love and war