#rumplestiltskingold

[mayorbelle]

"Would you truly tease me with my own dagger, love?" --rumplestiltskingold

          ❛❛ ——— / Perhaps. / ❜❜

[mayorbelle]

+ rumplestiltskingold

                                                                              ... It was raining.

In hindsight, such an occasion wasn't as much of an O D D I T Y as such a blunt statement of the obvious insinuated —— ( it was Maine, after all ) —— but today ...                     Oh,  the  sky could just as well have been raining rose                     petals   and   tiny,  radiantly   glittering   jewels ———                     nothing could spoil the mood that had a wide smile                     spanning the  expanse  of  the  brunette's  face  as  she                     tightly clutched to her Rumple's arm.

                              They were going to look                                   for a wedding dress.

Beaming widely as the shop she had priorly visited came into view, Belle  could  hardly  resist  tightening  her  grip  around  his  arm  in boundless  excitement,  that  very hold seeming to be the only thing separating her from skipping jubilantly through the glass doors.  Oh, they  were  really  doing  this.  They  were  picking  out her wedding dress.

                    ❛❛ Oh ——— there it is! ❜❜

[mayorbelle]

                    ( makes her way over to the sofa upon which he's sitting,                     pressing a soft kiss to his cheek before enthusiastically                     taking a seat beside him )

                            ❛❛ —— Do you have plans for this weekend? ❜❜

[mayorbelle]

                She loved her children ——                          just as she did with everything else that                                 kept  her  affection —— with  all  her                                        H E A R T && soul.

                     However ...

                         As she sat at the kitchen table idly stirring                          her  tea  that  had  since  gone  cold, Belle                          couldn't help but lament how T I R E D she                          was. Had she actually slept last night? Or                          had it been the day before?

                Oh — all she knew was that her entire body                      A C H E D  and  she  felt as if she hadn't slept                      in weeks.

[littlebelixver-blog]

Mun vs. Muse: Nealfire's death

MUN VS MUSE. NOW. GIVE ME A TOPIC AND WE’LL ARGUE MATURELY OVER IT.

Lauren: Oh.Henry: … I don’t wanna talk about that.Lauren: I’m still bitter about it, in all honesty. It was just so pointless. It was all for the sake of making a ship happen and I’ll never quite forgive the writers for it.Henry: ….Lauren: I think we’re both agreed on this. Right, Henry?Henry: …Yeah.

[dreamcatchercassidy-archive]

I need peasant Bae/Neal stories! Come plot with me.