Seriously, dude’s got no powers. Just take after your Dad and lay one on him.
Well, unless she’s planning to keep Gold from ever getting back to Storybrooke and his magic I wouldn’t do anything to anger the guy.
Still, I need for him to realize he’s not the big fish in the little pond anymore. That will be good development for him as he builds up to finding Baelfire.
I think exposure to the outside world without his magic will do that for him. In the promo he seemed so awed and a bit wary of everything. I think I’ll like that “overwhelmed by his surroundings” Gold. Without power in the real world and dependent on Emma he’ll be half scared, lashing out in an effort to protect himself.
I want Emma to kinda half fun with that, without outwardly doing anything Gold might want to get even for later.
Seriously, dude’s got no powers. Just take after your Dad and lay one on him.
Well, unless she’s planning to keep Gold from ever getting back to Storybrooke and his magic I wouldn’t do anything to anger the guy.
The Newsroom AU
This is the RMC’s fault. Just playing with the character to get a feel for them.
II
“Do the brave thing,” Belle repeated just before the elevator doors opened and she walked into the foyer. In front of her were the glass doors of the OUT newsroom. To her right was an eight foot tall poster of Nick Gold. He always was larger than life.
“Welcome home, Belle,” she muttered to herself as she walked past the poster and into the first newsroom she’d been in for 26 months. The only newsroom she wanted to be in, for the next three years. Or forever, but her contract was only for three years.
“Hello?” The newsroom was dead. She’d been away for a long time, but not so long that things had changed so completely. Something was off. She looked at the only woman in the room, sitting at her desk intent on her computer. “I’m Belle French. Nick is expecting me.”

Belle woke up first.
Though the curtains were drawn, she could still see a thin sliver of the window, telling her that it was still dark outside. Her body ached in the most pleasurable way, cheerfully reminding her that last night had not been a dream. Not that that could even be a mistake to make. Gold slept on his side, facing her, his arm still firmly wrapped around her waist. She could feel his warm, steady breath against her cheek and hear the sound of his heartbeat.
She felt a draft and unconsciously, she snuggled nearer to him, resting her forehead against his bare chest. What now? She wondered. What do we do now?
Oh, Gold, you unmitigated idiot who is still kind of adorable because you don’t believe anyone can love you and that makes you such a woobie. This was lovely, from the awkward morning after to the outburst with the cup.
But… the ending. Not cool, man. Not cool at all.

Storybrooke High verse. Smut, but you have to wade through the angst first. Follow up to this fic in which Killian Jones, gym teacher, tells Belle that he knows about her and Gold.
II
He nudged his empty glass forward, when the bartender came back to his end of the bar.
“You’re not driving tonight, are you? Is there someone to pick you up?” the barely of legal age bartender asked as he poured the whiskey. Gold’s third, not that he was counting.
“I’m sure you’re capable of calling me a taxi when I ask for one.” He didn’t want to be sober tonight. Usually when he came to a bar it was with Mal, and his intention was to relax. Normally he wouldn’t bother with a place that had sticky floors and graffiti on the walls, but he wanted the anonymity. He had every intention of getting blinding drunk, enough so that he could pass out and sleep through the night. He hadn’t slept more than a few hours in a row for four nights now. Not since he’d found Belle huddled against his car in the parking lot.
I kinda love angst when I know it’s gonna have a happy ending or it’s gonna be nuanced. And I got all that from this. This is my new favourite thing and I’ll cuddle with it tonight. You all go away, it’s mine.
Title: Dancing Magic
Note:Basics on Reindeer Games. I am going to bet that this is not everyone’s cup of tea. So I recommend you read the basics so you know what you are getting yourself into.
Reminder that these are out of order.
Cervitaurs: Henry, Emma, Neal, Mr. Gold
I love how much thought you put into this ‘verse. And Gold’s stories of his early bouts of magic. There was a sad shortage of black lace panties, but I’m sure those will turn up on the next one.
This is a thing now and I regret nothing pushing and prodding you to give in.
Note: Marquesa needed to be cheer up. So flufflyness. I hope. Also, I picture Poodle!Gold as a standard poodle, not a medium/mini/toy one.
Desc: Rumplestiltskin had asked for comfort, and he had gotten as he asked. He was comfortable, never went hungry, nor ever want for anything…..He was also Regina’s fucking poodle.
I… I didn’t know I needed this. But I did. Oh, dear Lord, I did. So much.
When’s the second part?
Title: Iced tea
Note: Basics on Reindeer Games. I am going to bet that this is not everyone’s cup of tea. So I recommend you read the basics so you know what you are getting yourself into.
Cervitaurs: Mr. Gold, Jefferson, Victor, Ruby
Handlers: Abigail, Belle, Alice
The first line is from a book: “An Encyclopedia of Swearing: The Social History of Oaths, Profanity, Foul Language, And Ethinic Slurs in the English-speaking World” by Geoffrey Hughes.
WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS, GEP? WE WERE FRIENDS. WE TOLERATED EACH OTHER!
NOW IT’S ALL MISERY.
I mean I sure as hell was. I was so expecting some snarky comments or just straight up confusion at seeing Belle with Rumple.
At this point it feels like the writers are cutting corners left and right and yet dedicating bizarre lengths of time to Emma walking in on her parents or stuff like that. We didn’t even get a “Oh, btw, Emma, Rumple’s got a girlfriend now, just fyi” from Charming. We are to assume he told Snow and Emma before and I’m getting tired of this “fill in the blanks yourselves” game this season is playing with us.
#Remember that one time when Gold and Ruby had optical intercourse?
#Never Forget10/23/11 Never forget.
To be fair that man has also had optical intercourse with almost every single other character in the series, a chipped cup, two apples, a compass and a bottle of true love.
I mean, he should be wearing his shades as a form of contraception.
Reindeer Games - Panty Raid
No one knew why or how Jefferson panty raided the female handlers(sometimes even the male handlers were hit). For someone his size, he really shouldn’t be able to sneak into an elf’s room. Regardless of that fact…
Gep is really into this now.
OH, yesssss, the Precioussss hassss him…
Title: Bath time and coffee
Note: Basics on Reindeer Games. I am going to bet that this is not everyone’s cup of tea. So I recommend you read the basics so you know what you are getting yourself into.
Cervitaurs: Mr. Gold, Henry, Jefferson, Victor, Charming, Lance, Graham, Killian, Archie
Handlers: Belle(elf), Baelfire(faun), Abigail(elf)
I love grumpy and sexually-confused!Gold. I love him, love him, love him. He’s so deep in denial he might as well be taking a bath in it.
With Belle.
Naked.
I can’t wait for him to gradually adjust to his feelings and then have that whole “Killian kidnaps Belle as a game” thing happen.
And cervitaur-Henry is adorbs.
I don’t know how to embed, but GO WATCH -
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/01/02/once-upon-a-time-love-stories-video_n_2398864.html
Damn my South American location! It won’t let me watch!
Title: Just another day of insanity
Note: Basics on Reindeer Games. I am going to bet that this is not everyone’s cup of tea. So I recommend you read the basics so you know what you are getting yourself into.
These are going to be snapshots, like the drawings, just little drabbles or short fics. There are also probably going to be completely out of order, and have probably very little to do with each other.
Regina and Emma are 18 and 17 respectably. Baelfire is 20.
I’d like to thank everyone who pushed and nagged Gepardo into writing this. It was a lot of work but we did it, people!
Gep, stop reading this and go write more. I want my handler!Belle, cookie!