#darkerdeariegold

[magaprima]

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“Well, I never imagined the evening playing out like this”

[travelingthroughworlds]

Reunited

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It was getting late when Belle went to give Rumple his tea when all of a sudden the ground shook so hard tea spat from the teapot and left a few cracks in the floor. “Rumple, are you ok1? What’s going on!?” She asked turning to him only a few feet away.

[justmilah]

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Cocking an eyebrow towards her, Rumplestiltskin found himself stunned. Yet at the same time, he wasn’t. It was shocking that Milah had hit someone, but knowing Milah as he did, the fire in her belly and the defensive streak that lay thick through her, it was perhaps more a surprise it had taken her so long.

“…is your hand alright?” he asked after a moment, clearly more concerned for her than anyone else.

Milah glanced around before stepping closer, voice lowering so no one else could hear, even though they were clearly the only ones around. She held up her hand to him, two knuckles bruised and starting to get a bit puffy. “I never knew that something that felt so good could hurt that much.”

[whomuses]

@darkerdeariegold for vampire!13

She was scared.

It wasn't a good look, not on her, not the Doctor. And sure, she would openly admit to it, when she was trapped with her human friends with an alien species bent on destruction or trying to figure out how to stop a detonating sonic mine. But this? This was different.

The threat was her.

The rain was slanting down, ice cold rivulets soaking into her coat, her thin shirt, travelling away the dark smears from her face, her hands. She shuddered again as it glued her hair to her face, paler than ever, stumbling to a door that she knew. She banged on it, hard, hating the nausea feeling that was twisting her stomach, the way her very bones felt wrong.

Hours had slipped, blurred away, and she wasn't sure what she had done. What she had become... her head bowed, and she stumbled back suddenly from the door, convinced that she was going to put her friend in danger.

[fearitscelf]

Belle French was a lucky child to be surrounded by loving parents, more so her mother, but she knew following in her mother’s footsteps was what she wanted to do. Her mother was a teacher who valued the importance of literature above all else, and it made her want to show the same passion to children as she got older. Children didn’t seem to read as much as they used to these days. They always seemed to have their noses stuck in other things instead of a good book, which was why she wanted to honor her late mother’s memory.

Belle had recently transferred to The University of Edinburgh in Scotland upon realizing her mother had studied there when she was younger. It made her feel as though her mother was with her every step of the way, giving her signs that she was doing the right thing, and that she could do this when self-doubt crept in. Belle enjoyed her education for she never dreaded a class or feedback from a professor, but there was one professor she had admired since day one. 

While he wasn’t younger than some of her professors, Belle seemed to get along with him the most despite the age gap. They had a special bond that was unlike most student-professor relationships. That bond had to stay professional despite the feelings Belle developed over the last several months. But what harm would really happen to them if something more developed? Belle was just about to graduate. She wasn’t a new student at the University. She wasn’t too young that would make people question it, but she was still a student... his student. Someone who voluntarily stayed after class to talk about his lecture or to converse with him about his life whenever they met in passing. Even some of her friends questioned her intentions of having such a close bond, but Belle told them they were just friends. Nothing can happen. It shouldn’t happen, right? Belle found him handsome, mysterious, and someone she couldn’t seem to stop thinking about despite telling herself otherwise. 

It was the last day of classes before the weekend, and the lecture Robert gave was perhaps the most interesting one. “Thank you for the lecture today, Professor Robert.” Belle gave him a polite smile as she approached his desk as the rest of the students were leaving. “That was probably one of the best I’ve heard from you yet. I really enjoyed what you said about Shakespeare’s life and his work for it was something I’ve never considered before.” Belle loved Robert’s passion for literature and it was one of the reasons why she found it so easy to fall so deeply for him. 

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[sephenaandsophia]

Sephena and the world of magic

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Another day in her lovely colourfull world of space, she has explored alot and each day something new is happening, either a star is born, or a black hole is born, she always avoid the later ones, they are dangerous and can swallow you inside.

Oh and a other wormhole, lets see where its brings her now. She ended up in a forest, oh, her first time seeing a forest, its nice and calm and its smells so nice, she loves the smell of the trees, feeling the wind in her fur. All sorts of forest smells, the trees look like giants, they are so nice.

[lxve-conquers]

“What are you doing in a place like this?”

Belle’s lips curled into a wide smirk hearing her husband’s voice, head turning to look at him as she sat in the booth, two menus laying on the table. 

“Well, if you must know, sir,” She began, her tone full of playful sass and the look in her eyes the same. “I’m waiting on my lunch date. You might know him. Tall, devilishly handsome, intimidating, owns the entire town...” She smirked, trying to hold back her giggles. “I’m, um, I’m sure he will be here soon.” Oh, she couldn’t help herself - she was having too much fun with this. 

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