Rumplestiltskin

"You make me want to go back, back to the best version of me." This is a side blog to wolfundertheskin So I can't fallow back, sorry. This is an Selective Independent Divergent Canon OUAT Mr. Gold/Rumpelstiltskin. Multi-Fandom and OC friendly

[consumedwithdarkness-deactivate]

“ You were the only one who could ever see past it.                                Past the mask of the monster. ”

[loadedgunsandlingerie]

v: loaded guns and lingerie WARNING: NSFW content inside

REVOLVER

A local bar in California was going under, losing the popularity battle to the countless other bars in the immediate area. After moving away from the strong hold of the Italian Mafia, Cerberus Angelo bought the bar out, knowing it was in a good position for the money opportunity from tourism if the business model was changed around just slightly. He was also aware that the building was sitting in the night and club life of the strip. It all fit together perfectly. So, with determination and a set goal in mind, he dug into local laws, reinventing the bar into a fully nude strip club known as Revolver

Revolver houses both men and women dancers in order to bring more customers inside. It was a successful hit, tourists and locals alike pouring in every night to get their fix of skin and booze. Each dancer not only has their own single dance on stage, but also a group number, are on call for parties, and will gladly give private dances to those willing to pay. Patrons are allowed to touch the dancers upon their permission and said dancers are allowed to revoke that privilege if their customer gets a little too frisky. That, as well as the dancers that were handpicked by the owner himself made the business boom. Of course, with the good comes the bad as well. Just as the club is gaining in popularity, so arises a blast from the past.

The Angelo family comes out to buy the club and add the profits to their own personal revenue of guns and trafficking, only to find out that Cerberus owns what they initially thought was theirs outright. The family is now on a dead set goal to drag the former member back into the scene of the corrupt by trying to take down the club by any means necessary and take it with their greedy hands. Not only would they be able to take back one of their best affiliates, but if the club is theirs, so is the in flux of money as well.

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[consumedwithdarkness-deactivate]

“ You were the only one who could ever see past it.                                Past the mask of the monster. ”

[pastthemaskofthemonster]

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[pastthemaskofthemonster]

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[crxella-a]

    ’you know nothing, darling. it’s dangerous  to assume      otherwise’ cruella replied, —– perhaps a little too quickly. her      feelings for their lost ally were none of his concern,   she was      gone, ——- that was all that mattered now. the   aesthetically      monochromatic woman sent a piercing glare over at the imp      as she started the  engine, —– a scowl etched over defined      features. ‘oh, you really are tame if you think that was vicious.' 

[pastthemaskofthemonster]

   Rumple chuckled ever so lightly at just how much pain Cruella      was trying to hold back, though curious for himself just what      her happy ending would have been. Furs, gin, Ursula, money?       The list could be spread out, but he didn’t pry, at least not this      time, he wasn’t in the prying and devious mood as per usual.      "No, your hurt so you are lashing out at me. Drink your gin and      let’s get back to the cabin shall we, I need to check something..'

[fiercerebekah]

       “The only thing I have doubts about is you and your dodgy ways.        Cerberus has no such job, all that comes from your lips are vile        lies.” She spat, perhaps too quickly. The imp had hit a nerve and        she didn’t want to dwell on the idea any longer than she had to.         “I’d like to know if you intend on creating a new line of vampires        from my blood.” 

[pastthemaskofthemonster]

      “You sound as if you had your own encounter with someone just         like me, Rebekah.” Rumple smirked, saying the blonde’s name,        though she had yet to give her name to him. “No I don’t plan on       making more of your kind, Dearie~, in fact I do plan on keeping         your blood for a rainy day. when or why, well, that is my business.”         A sly smirk crossed his twisted features. 

[loveishxpe]

Belle smiled and nodded, using his tie to pull him a bit closer as she leaned up and kissed him. “Yeah.” Once she pulled back, she let go of his tie and took one of his hands, already taking a few steps towards the door in her excitement.

[pastthemaskofthemonster]

There were many, many thing Belle did that just simply made the air in Rumple’s lungs stop flowing for a few moments, and this tie pulling kiss thing was one of many. The shopkeeper, took Belle’s hands in his own, moving towards the door and flipping the sign around to closed. “What do you want, a boy or girl?” 

[licieoic]

“Darkness and Light” - Digital Oil Painting

This gave me major Hades and Persephone feels. I love how it turned out!

This is NOT a Photoshop filter, every stroke is painted by me.

[autumnmalarkey]

[loveishxpe]

“To see a doctor.” Belle replied, her smile only brightening. “I don’t have any doubts that I am pregnant, but I want to have it confirmed to be sure.” the woman was brimming with happiness and excitement now, and she rested a hand on his chest, messing with his tie.

[pastthemaskofthemonster]

“Oh right, Right! “ he shook his head of course. He was so happy that his mind wasn’t thinking straight. “Let’s go then shall we?” he smiled a bit more, his hands coming to rest on Belle’s hips. Gods he loved when Belle messed with his tie like this.

[ofheroics]

an undesired reunion ;; pastthemaskofthemonster

[ofheroics]

     Lacey couldn’t quite describe how she was feeling. This was something new. She’d never felt this way before and now that she did, she wondered how she’d gone so long without it. She knew that there would be no better person to teach her than the Dark One himself, he did teach the Evil Queen, after all and Lacey had seen what she’d accomplished. Just thinking about what she’d be able to do caused another smirk to cross her lips.

     However, there as still that part of her that worried for the child growing within her. She couldn’t allow this magic to harm her. Magic or not. Dark heart or not. This child is who she cared for more than anyone in the world and she would not allow magic to destroy that. And she knew as she looked up to the imp that she was meant to hate him, she’d done so for so long, but it was slowly fading, which she assumed was the effect of the dark magic thrumming through her veins.

          “As long as my child remains unhar-           med, teach me. Teach me everything.” 

[pastthemaskofthemonster]

“Welcome to our side, Lacey.” Rumple mused, he clasped a hand on her back. Time would tell just how dark he could make her. Hopefully dark enough to lose everyone good around her. It would make things that much easier for the imp. 

“I knew you’d see it my way one of these days.” The Imp chuckled ever so lightly at all this time. Lacey should have come with him to the Dark Castle. She should have learned this dark magic a long time ago. A brow arched at her words.

         “Has no one ever told you that you aren’t          born evil, Evil is made, dearie~.”

[crxella-a]

    ‘because in the time we’ve been here,   the only thing     we’ve succeeded in is losing an ally and capturing a     puppet’ cruella drawled,  stepping into the passenger     seat of the car, reluctantly waiting    for him to do the     same. ‘it should     be as surprising as your inability to     shut up.’ 

[pastthemaskofthemonster]

   "Look, I know your feelings for our ally. If that is your     happy ending then be sure, Cruella we will get it. It is     time to stop fighting one another and line up or we are    going to lose you and Maleficent too.” Rumple strides      towards the car and get’s in. “And your viciousness     when you are hurt astounds me.”   

[thatchergreene]

closed to pastthemaskofthemonster

            Mr. Gold: Pawnbroker & Antiquities Dealer

She checked the address on the printed directions in her passenger seat for what must have been the tenth time since parking across the street. This was the last place on her list – either it was here or her search was about to come to a permanent end. Ridiculous amounts of time had been spent over the previous months, all in the name of recovering a book that her father read to her as a child. Since his passing, it’d become almost an obsession. The thought of it all being a waste was paralyzing. Breathe, Thatcher; breathe.

It took another five minutes but the blonde finally got out of the rental car and crossed the street. There was a tremor of hesitation in her hands as she reached for and opened the door but it was hidden easily enough by shoving them into her coat pockets once inside. Thatcher approached one of the counters slowly, far too distracted by the variety of items surrounding her to hurry by them. A tall mirror hanging on the wall caught her attention; it looked vaguely familiar but couldn’t place from where. When she finally tore her eyes away from her reflection it was only to find that the shop seemed to be devoid of employees.

           “Hello?”

[pastthemaskofthemonster]

The little bell had indicted someone was in his shop. Rumple’s head lifted up from where he was bent over a table reading an inscription. Now who would be coming into his shop and why this time? Quickly hiding the book, the older man, straighten himself up, walking out form the back. He paused where he was watching the young blonde. This seemed very promising. 

“Can I help you, dearie~?” he mused, his eyes following right where her eyes were looking too. Curious? He moved out into he shop more, trying to keep a more pleasant smile on his face as he entered the front of his shop. Of all the things she could be looking at that mirror was the one the blonde’s eyes seemed to linger on the most. 

[fiercerebekah]

“That I am, and don’t you forget it.” Rebekah crossed her arms over her chest protectively.  There were so many wonderful things that came along with having her humanity back, but the fragile state of her body wasn’t one of them. “Cerberus cares for me, he has no interest in my immortality.” Though it did make her think… “You’ve inserted yourself into my business, is it wrong of me to have the same curiosity about yours?”

[pastthemaskofthemonster]

“Oh dose the pup? Do you know that for sure? Is there any seeds of doubt,   Dearie~? ” Rumple mused, his amber eyes sparkling with misfit. “ The only thing that wolf is interested in is making sure to do his job so he dosen’t get  his heart taken. That is all he cares about.” The Imp scoffed, a roll of his  amber eyes.“ What can I do to suffice your curiosity, hum?”

[coatsoffur-blog1-deactivated201]

“ Oh yes, we needed you to find the town, but what     makes you think we need you now? We could     find our happy endings ourselves, without you.     You though, you need US to get yours. ”

[pastthemaskofthemonster]

“ With out me you wouldn’t have even know about      this place . With out me you wouldn’t have even     found friendship in your two friends or lovers. Ha!      I just needed you to help get me across the line. ”

[pastthemaskofthemonster]

Lose my Mind || ofheroics

[ofheroics]

                        “Mm, I’ll believe it when I see it, Gold” Lacey quirked an eyebrow, still skeptical of the pawnbrokers intentions towards her. Albeit, perhaps that was because she found it hard to trust anyone in this quaint town, it had been that way for as long as she could remember and unfortunately for him, she wasn’t going to break the habit of a lifetime because he’d asked her out on a date. “I-Uh, more than a one time thing?” she questioned, a look of awkwardness crossing her features. He should be lucky she was going on one date with him, let alone another. She wasn’t the type to date, emotions weren’t her strong suit, nor would they ever be, which was why she steered clear of anything other than one night stands. “Just a few blocks away, I’m sure I can get there myself.”  

[pastthemaskofthemonster]

        “I was thinking we could go n a few here and there. Maybe I can show you the real me that way?” He asked, a brow raising towards the brunette. He wasn’t aware of Lacey as Lacey he had his memories back and all Rumple was thinking of was Belle, the one that tried to break the dark curse on him with a kiss. Maybe, maybe there was a way to bring Lacey’s memories back with his own kiss? “So seven tomorrow then?” Rumple asked, though since she didn’t want him to walk her home ‘he’d met here where she wanted him too.