His Lionheart, Belle

My name is Belle French. I'm sure you all know my story by now. All I do know is that I live to prove that Rumpelstiltskin can be redeemed. I care for him very much. Feel free to ask me whatever you wish. I'll reply to the best of my abilities!

[hislionheartbelle]

...and each year...on his birthday, we'll light a candle for him....

[hislionheartbelle]

Being frozen by magic-users and handcuffed at each turn is becoming tiresome...

[hislionheartbelle]

Forever, Once More - A Belle x Beast!Rumple Roleplay (finepointofadeal)

[1strecomdejablue]

Rumpel gritted his teeth and charged at the cage. Slamming his fist into the metal. “It will be done Zelena, wait and you’ll see. It will be done!” He shouted before gripping the cage. Shaking the bars as he was enraged.

"I’m not done, and you are not done…and the world will not end by your hand!" 

Rumpelstiltskin was not happy, he was not content. “She thinks giving you to me will help? She thinks it’ll make me weak?” He crossed the caged and grabbed the woman. His eyes falling on her neck before he scoffed. “She’s wrong, you know she’s wrong..” Letting her go he touched her neck. Making sure the woman wasn’t badly injured. 

A sharp cackle came from the man. “You won’t be here long..” He told Belle as he let her go. “Tell me all you can, tell me now dearie. Time isn’t to be wasted on me!”

[hislionheartbelle]

Belle flinched visibly as the cage rattled, eyes widening significantly. He had handled her roughly before, after their kiss, but the addition of a cage made her mind retort back to previous times beneath the hospital. Bad times. "Stop," her voice was thick and harsh and Belle gently pushed him from her, taking a steady breath. "I d-don't know what you expect me to hear...T-There's nothing...that you won't know. She's got her...monkeys abducting people...changing them...She's with the King and Queen, a midwife..." Belle glanced off, hurt. After all of the troubles she'd felt the tears she had shed.

"I saw you die. Don't you think I'm...allowed to feel so passionately, Rumple? I love you. I love you and you're pushing me away once more...pretending I d-don't feel truly for you, that it's..." she shook her head again, violently with anger.

[hislionheartbelle]

Forever, Once More - A Belle x Beast!Rumple Roleplay (finepointofadeal)

[1strecomdejablue]

The man pushed himself back out of shock. Seeing the woman before him caught him off guard. “N-no…” He shook his head then crossed the small space. “Take her away, take her away!” Rumpelstiltskin shouted as he passed. Placing himself in a corner of the cage. Curling up on the ground as if to hide from the female. “I did not ask for this, I do not want this!” He whispered and covered his head in his arms. 

"This is no gift, this is not one!" The man shouted as he removed his arms. Turning to slam his hand against the cage wall. Tears shown as he did so. He did not want anyone to see him as he was. "Go away Belle.." He spoke soft, holding onto the cage. "You don’t belong here."

[hislionheartbelle]

Belle moved towards the cage, eyes glistening with unshed tears. "I saw you die...I saw you disappear...b-but I knew it...I knew you couldn't be gone, Rumple... " a smile spread on her face, she even laughed a bit, "You're here now and...perhaps you don't want me, but...I was so afraid...Bae kept me company, but..." the door caused the woman to freeze, but her hands were now over his, eyes gazing boldly into his wild pupils.

"Not happy, are we?" Zelena crooned as she made her way down, settling behind Belle with a grin. "Really, I was only gone to...retrieve this for you..." the dagger was in her hand and in a moment, it was against Belle's neck, hard enough for a small line of red to appear in her flesh, enough to make the brunette flinch. "Rumple, I'm being extremely...gracious. The least you could do is be a bit happier, hmm?" with a snap, Belle was gone from her front and behind him in the cage, her hand clasped to her neck. "You don't control him," she boldly hissed towards the red-haired woman. "You have no say over what he does. He could break this curse if he wanted, he-"

"And I can easily tell him to kill you with this blade...I would be much...more careful. Anyway," Zelena gave a huff, twirling the dagger between her fingers. "Have fun, Rumple. I'll be back...sometime or another." With that, she left once more, slamming the doors behind her.

[hislionheartbelle]

Forever, Once More - A Belle x Beast!Rumple Roleplay (finepointofadeal)

The last thing she remembered was a long evening at the library with an iced tea at her side, brought to her by Neal on his usual “Are you okay?” visits. She’d been reading a book, a book she couldn’t remember, when the suave woman had entered, a smile on her face that made Belle’s senses tell her to get away from her as soon as she could. “He’s got himself quite a lovely little pet, hasn’t he?” the odd woman had mused to herself before thrusting an arm towards Belle.

And now she was here, on straw ridden ground with an ache in her head. “You’ve been a good boy. You may keep her, as long as you remain good.” it was the same voice from before, but it echoed. It smelled musty to Belle, nearly damp, and it was terribly cold, but the smell of straw had her remembering the days of collecting the very same sort of grain for Rumplestiltskin. Her heart gave an ache and she slowly creaked an eye open, taking a slow breath as she heard a door slam. “H-Hello..?”

[1strecomdejablue]

"What your calling ‘good’ is blind obedience, Dearie!" The man shouts as he is clinging to the bars of the cage.

He’s battered and seemingly weak, this man trapped by his own will.

"There is nothing you could give me to make me good!"

A cackle of glee was heard after the shouting. Seeing the woman had been gone longer then his ranting. “Oh Zelena, your down fall will come…will come, it will!” He chanted and lept lightly as he turned. A voice was heard in the small caged. “Hmm, who’s this I hear?” Asked the impish man, stepping back then forward.

"Come out, come closer dearie…let us see who the witch has given to me."

[hislionheartbelle]

A hollow shiver wriggled down her spine at the voice, the cackle. Tears blinded her immediately, he was alive! "Rumple..." she called, pushing herself up to look about the dark cage. "Rumplestiltskin..." her voice cracked, fingers clambering up the side of the cage to pull herself up. He sounded so terribly...off. She had known him as the Dark One, but he hadn't been nearly so...unhinged. "Don't you remember me?" she softly questioned, nearing him with caution. "I'm...B-Belle..." the thought that he might not remember her caused a great deal of distress to bubble up inside of her. She'd forgotten him once, but for him to forget her...to be so feral and afraid...

[hislionheartbelle]

Forever, Once More - A Belle x Beast!Rumple Roleplay (finepointofadeal)

The last thing she remembered was a long evening at the library with an iced tea at her side, brought to her by Neal on his usual "Are you okay?" visits. She'd been reading a book, a book she couldn't remember, when the suave woman had entered, a smile on her face that made Belle's senses tell her to get away from her as soon as she could. "He's got himself quite a lovely little pet, hasn't he?" the odd woman had mused to herself before thrusting an arm towards Belle.

And now she was here, on straw ridden ground with an ache in her head. "You've been a good boy. You may keep her, as long as you remain good." it was the same voice from before, but it echoed. It smelled musty to Belle, nearly damp, and it was terribly cold, but the smell of straw had her remembering the days of collecting the very same sort of grain for Rumplestiltskin. Her heart gave an ache and she slowly creaked an eye open, taking a slow breath as she heard a door slam. "H-Hello..?"

[hislionheartbelle]

If Zelena has harmed him...even a tiny nick...

She'd better be prepared to face me...

[hislionheartbelle]

I'm incredibly terrified...

and aroused.

[hislionheartbelle]

do you know why tumblr eats our asks

//No :( It often happens to me with fanmail, people never get mine, but it's really just a random glitch, it seems. I can't send asks to my other rp partner at all because she never gets them.

[hislionheartbelle]

answer your asks please

//I don’t…understand..? I haven’t had any asks for the past day. Tumblr probably ate it.

[hislionheartbelle]

but how do you know he's dead?

I saw it I...h-he said the boy would...be his undoing and I...was foolish enough to try and...

He said...his future was w-with me...I...H-How do I go on without him..? Rumple is my tr...t-true love I can't...I need him...

[hislionheartbelle]

are you okay?

H-He...He wasn't s-supposed to...

Rum...Rumple...

[hislionheartbelle]

R-Rumple...

No...

[hislionheartbelle]

I'll deal with any future baby-making, mind you, Madame Mayor.

[ask-father-macavoy-deactivated2]

Joseph went on along as she pulled him. Sitting down on the bed next to the woman. His heart had never stopped racing in his chest. Her hand didn’t help to slow it down. As she threaded her fingers threw his hair again. A soft smile coming to the priest as he felt her. “Aye, I’m nervous..” He murmured as he watched Belle. 

Her smile made him feel warm. Well everything that she did made him feel hot. As if he was sitting next to a fire. “B-belle..” The priest spoke before he was silenced. Her lips pressed against his once more. His hands kept to himself as she began undoing his shirt. Fist balled up tight while her hands were stroking over his chest. “N-no..” Joseph spoke when he lips were taken from him.

His mind whirled around what the woman asked. A light blush set on his pale face. Before he gave a smile and a nod. “Okay..” He says as his hands reached towards her. One hand moved to pull at one side of her shirt. Pulling by the neck as he came forward. The priest lips pressed to the woman’s shoulder and trailed to her neck. As his free hand pet lightly over her side. Grasping her waste at one point. To press more fiercer against her flesh. As he kissed over the pale skin of her neck.

[hislionheartbelle]

She laughed softly, pressing her lips to his temple, "Don't be nervous, Joseph...You aren't alone in this, I promise," her words grew breathy as he finally touched her, lips parting as his mouth touched to her shoulder. She'd  only imagined such kisses, never thinking it would ever actually happen. Her books did little to help, talking of romances and tales of lust and love that she never truly believed she would ever find in her state. She was weak, but bright-minded, something many seemed to spite.

Her fingers slid into his hair once more, tightening as his kisses grew heated, a soft moan passing her lips. "Joseph," she uttered, nearly like a prayer in a sense. She found herself angling towards him, sliding her legs around his waist and pulling her body closer, hands rubbing his back. Her neck automatically tilting back, wanting to feel more of his searing kisses. Belle closed her eyes, a bleary, dazed smile on her lips, basking in each and every kiss like it was a spot of sunshine on a cloudy day. "You're perfect," she breathed, her words sincere. "You truly are, Joseph."

[ask-father-macavoy-deactivated2]

She moaned and it sent chills threw him. Causing him to trembling in a way he had never. His body felt like it was burning from the inside out. A heat that was encouraging to tread on.

As she came forward into the kiss. She pressed against his chest while he wrapped an arm lightly around her. Belle felt like the burning comfort of a shot of whiskey. Warm and numbing, but fierce and addictive. When she parted he thought she wanted to stop. His express became one of fear and shame. Staring on the young woman who seemed, as he saw it. Embarrassed by what they were doing. “I-I’m..” Joseph tried to speak but she had spoken before he could apologize. Belle had took his hand and began to lead him out of the room. 

A soft blush on the clergies face. Hearing her commenting about what was ahead. “N-no, of course not.” MacAvoy responded before she’d lead them on to her bedroom. Stopping them once she’d go to the side of her bed. Joseph’s eyes stared to the mattress before he turned his eyes on her. “So..” He spoke before looking to their hands. “S-should we pray?” The priest asked before he chuckled softly. Feeling uneasy as they stood there.

[hislionheartbelle]

Belle turned to him, blinking blearily, "I-If you'd like to pray..." she trailed off as she realized he was only joking, a relieved smile on her lips. "You're nervous," she stated, gently, pulling him towards her bed, sitting upon the mattress and tugging him down beside her with a ginger hand. "I'm nervous too, so I suppose if we both are, we...don't need to be so worried, do we?" she reached up, stroking through his hair with a smile as she leaned up, slowly pressing her lips to his, her mouth slow as she kissed him, trying to memorize each bit of him. She fumbled to unbutton his shirt with her other hand, her kisses becoming less soft and more needy as her fingers skimmed against his bare chest.

She didn't want to be away from him, she wanted her lips to be against his as much as they could be, filling her with a warmth that she'd never felt before. "Please," she murmured, pulling back. "I-I...want you to touch me," it wasn't a brash command, but a soft request.

[ask-father-macavoy-deactivated2]

A hand placed over Belle’s hand. One that rested over his heart. He gripped and leaned eagerly into the kiss. His heart never stopping as it raced on. Trying to keep up with the excitement he felt. The pure desire that was washing over him. A priest, a man who was supposed to love no other but god. “Belle..” Joseph whispered against her lips. Breaking the kiss partly, only to press back in. Deepening the kiss as he tried to savor the feel of her lips against his own.

[hislionheartbelle]

A soft moan escaped her lips at the sound of her name, her face flushing in embarrassment at the fumble, but only fading into a hopelessly lusting expression as he deepened the kiss. Her mouth opened to his and she found herself leaning closer against him, as close as she possibly could. She broke free, panting lightly with red lips and pink cheeks. She kept herself close to him, not wanting to be away from the contact, "M-My...bedroom..." she managed to hurriedly mention, grasping his hand. "W-We wouldn't want to...remember our first time on the floor, would we?" she managed a smile, tugging him to his feet and after her to her small bedroom. She stood still before him, facing her bed with a bit of anxiety as to what she should do next.