After a staggering 11,000 word beginning, my latest behemoth has begun. I’m excited. I’m nervous. I’m in serious writerly doubt. I can’t wait to do this. I’m terrified of this. So many feels.

But yes, it has begun! Season 2 shall now be infected with Mr. and Mrs. Gold, taking on the town line, Cora, Hook, the surprise of family, Fucking Greg and Fucking Tamara, on and on and on. Though it will drastically diverge eventually from canon (2x16, in case you’re curious), it will maintain the usual formula, with the addition of present-day Fairytale Land and the fact that not all of the flashbacks will be from the Rumbelle perspective (le gasp!).

But yeah… I feel by the end of this people are going to accuse me of being Cora…but it will be alright in the end. One last gif I bequeath to you like an offering.

Season 2

oncerslove:

riseandshinedearie wants to nominate Shakespearean Honey Badgers. She blogs about Rumbelle and OUAT, mostly. She is awesome and friendly, she is really easy to talk to, and lovely. She wrote the amazing story “Mr. and Mrs. Gold,” one of the best fics riseandshinedearie has ever read!

I was scrolling through my dash taking a break from editing, saw this, and Mountain Dew shot out my nose.

I LOVE MY TUMBLR WIFE AND I’M SO GLAD I MARRIED YOU WHY THE FRICK ARE YOU EVEN FURTHER AWAY THAN USUAL?!?!

Also, thank you Oncers Love for creating that beautiful graphic! I want to print it out and stick it next to my desk or something.

From least important to y’all to most.

• Had a McFlurry and Dr. Pepper (I felt like spoiling myself because paycheck’s tomorrow and I’ve been doing pretty good on my pre-wedding diet)
• Got bribed into taking a prompt from the ever-lovely midstorm for smut and a graphic (Good deal, if I do say so myself)
• Got into the Visual Communications program at the college (more commonly known as Graphic Design), so I may have a future in the next year or so beyond washing dishes.
• I finished the first chapter of “Mr. and Mrs. Gold, Season 2”! It is significantly long (~10,800 words rough draft, but I usually add when I revise) but I’m trying not to drop the ball with this project. A lot of stuff must’ve gone down in the first few episodes of OUAT Season 2 off-screen…unfortunately I have no excuse of only having 45 minutes or less to tell my story.

So yeah…I am praying that you guys like it. Season 2’s a helluva lot more complex, but I’m doing my best.

0ceanofdarkness:

shakespeareanhoneybadgers:

0ceanofdarkness:

midstorm:

shakespeareanhoneybadgers:

cakeinabasket:

shakespeareanhoneybadgers:

0ceanofdarkness:

midstorm:

I have a challenge/prompt for the Mayor Belle challenge, if anyone wants it: When Rumple comes back from Neverland, Belle is mayor and he finds her…

See, now you have to do it!

I know! So I will! But now I have to plot and wait until it’s within the Mayor Belle challenge dates.

Have I mentioned that delayed gratification is not a strength for me? *pouts*

The dates are not my fault. Besides, it gives me time to make it beautimous.

0ceanofdarkness:

midstorm:

shakespeareanhoneybadgers:

cakeinabasket:

shakespeareanhoneybadgers:

0ceanofdarkness:

midstorm:

I have a challenge/prompt for the Mayor Belle challenge, if anyone wants it: When Rumple comes back from Neverland, Belle is mayor and he finds her…

See, now you have to do it!

I know! So I will! But now I have to plot and wait until it’s within the Mayor Belle challenge dates.

midstorm:

shakespeareanhoneybadgers:

cakeinabasket:

shakespeareanhoneybadgers:

0ceanofdarkness:

midstorm:

I have a challenge/prompt for the Mayor Belle challenge, if anyone wants it: When Rumple comes back from Neverland, Belle is mayor and he finds her take charge attitude very alluring.

Any takers?

Somebody do this… please!!!

Tempted…

If you agree to write this I will post a smutty fic up in the next hour. :D

Also, if you really love me…

She knows my weakness; love and smut.

I’ll sweeten the deal and make a graphic to go along with the story ;)

MidstormjustofferedtomakeagraphicofapromptyouacceptedMelbecoolbecoolbecool

cakeinabasket:

shakespeareanhoneybadgers:

0ceanofdarkness:

midstorm:

I have a challenge/prompt for the Mayor Belle challenge, if anyone wants it: When Rumple comes back from Neverland, Belle is mayor and he finds her take charge attitude very alluring.

Any takers?

Somebody do this… please!!!

Tempted…

If you agree to write this I will post a smutty fic up in the next hour. :D

Also, if you really love me…

She knows my weakness; love and smut.

0ceanofdarkness:

midstorm:

I have a challenge/prompt for the Mayor Belle challenge, if anyone wants it: When Rumple comes back from Neverland, Belle is mayor and he finds her take charge attitude very alluring.

Any takers?

Somebody do this… please!!!

Tempted…

Me: Alright, Muse, we’ve got about four more scenes until the end of this first chapter.

Muse: If your self-doubt and loathing don’t get in the way.

Me: Shut it. So I need you to cooperate.

Muse: This chapter’s really long.

Me: I told you they were going to be long, we’ve got a lot of crap to cover in the first couple of chapters. Now please, don’t leave me until we at least get this first chapter done.

Muse: …

Muse: …

Muse: …I wanna write smut.

Me: No.

That moment when you’re rereading a chapter of a posted fic and you realize you made a blatant misspelling so you die a little inside but Fanfiction’s a butt about editing but at least you can change the AO3 version and now you realize why people keep asking to be your beta and you just want to die of embarrassment because you’re supposed to be a grammar Nazi dammit and the story’s too well-known to just brush it off and you were supposed to catch that while editing you iggit why why why have you forsaken your readers who just ask for a beautifully written story with mostly-proper grammar and for it to be interesting go in the corner and think about what you’ve done.

This is a huge thank you to the Rumbelle community, who caught and had taken down plagiarism against me in a matter of hours. Seriously, we could be superheroes if we banded together.

And now I give you the adorable image of Mr. Gold wearing a front pack.

~~~~~

“Mr. Jones, I don’t care if you’re unable to make ends meet without your little helpers coming in the middle of the night; you still owe me rent and if it isn’t paid in full by the first of the month, I’m going to have to evict you.”

The two men stood outside of the cobbler’s business, Mr. Gold in his usual fine suit and with his usual harshness. Mr. Jones kept glancing down, unable to reconcile what he was seeing.

“Is there something wrong, Mr. Jones?” He inquired.

Mr. Jones took a breath and then, seeing no harm in pointing it out, “The…baby. It’s drooling on your tie.”

Mr. Gold glanced down at his chest, “Indeed she is.” His voice went up a few octaves, “You like that one, huh? Your mother picked it out for Daddy.”

The infant squirmed and gurgled contentedly and Mr. Gold kissed the top of her head before turning back to Mr. Jones, “Don’t bother with asking for an extension; I know how spotty your credit is.”

Bella continued to coo and wave her arms and bob her head as though she weren’t in control of her actions. Most of the town thought that Little Bella Gold would be their salvation from the ruthless Rumplestiltskin, that being a father would mellow him out. Though his business and personal life were mixed, apparently the attitudes weren’t and even though he had his baby daughter strapped to his chest, he was still in loan shark mode.

Mr. Jones remained silent.

Mr. Gold sighed, “Well seeing as you have nothing to say, I’ll cut our meeting short. Just know that if you don’t have my money in two weeks, you’ll be lucky to be selling shoes out of the back of your car.”

He turned around and strolled down the street, his voice going back to a pitch meant just for Bella, “We need to get back to Mommy for lunch, don’t we, dearie? You get very grumpy when you aren’t fed on time… Just like your daddy.”

It took a very secure sort of man to wear a front pack, especially over a suit. But being able to be intimidating while wearing one… Only the Dark One could pull it off.

So Cake, lovely person that she is, informed me that someone has blatantly plagiarized my popular work “Mr. and Mrs. Gold”, calling it….”The Dark One and the Dark Mistress”.

Like…really, truly did not even bother coming up with their own take. The scenes are identical, save for them giving away my twist and naming Mr. Gold “Randal”.

I’m not overly concerned about this; most fans know that I am the original author and that these are my ideas. But I am aware of the copycat, and I’ve let them know that they’ve been caught.

AND AS I TYPE THIS I SEE SOMEONE WHO HAS READ AND REVIEWED “MR. AND MRS. GOLD” JUST COMPLIMENTED THEM ON HOW WELL-WRITTEN IT IS!

I’m not going to ask for an attack force to go after this Greg Mendel, because I hope my lovely fans and fellow Rumbellers will support me and know that it’s a cheap knock off. But if you feel moved about this, then I ain’t gonna stop you from acting. Just gonna pull a Lacey and sit back to watch and see what this person does now that they’ve been called out.

So I was asked to expand my dagger!smut piece with the line of dialogue “…I wonder how long I can keep you from coming with this” as inspiration. Thought about it, dismissed it…then picked it back up because I do enjoy kinks of all sorts. Even a little Beast!Rum slipped in there.

So…yeah. More proof that I am the kinkiest virgin ever.

~~~~~

                Love was about sacrifice, they both knew. Compromise. Discussion. Still, only the fact that he had eventually struck a deal with her actually convinced her to go through with this. She was nervous about his end of the bargain whenever he would decide to collect it, but today had been about her end. Their earlier dabbling with the Dark One’s dagger had made her curious about the extent of its magic. It had restrained him, controlled his actions, persuading and occasionally forcing him to obey whatever came out of her mouth. It made her wonder if it could prevent him from natural urges…such as orgasming under stimuli.

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Therapy for season finale: Working on the first chapter of “Mr. and Mrs. Gold, Season 2”.

I’ve missed these two little fuckers, being the perfect sassy perverted plotting married couple.

CAKE I KNOW THIS WAS YOU BECAUSE THERE’S ONLY ONE USER I HAVE TURNED THEIR URL INTO A PHRASE STEP UP AND RECEIVE YOUR ETERNAL LOVE!

Seriously, I was crap after this episode and then I spotted this. Proof that cake (in a basket) makes everything better! (I DID IT AGAIN MUWAHAHAHAHA) But I do love you sweetheart, and it hurts me that you doubt your writing skills so much. And I enjoy our little OUAT chats too!

We should have another smut exchange for reasons.

(via cakeinabasket)