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notalwayslate · 4 months

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There Can Only Ever Be

My Rumbelle Secret Santa gift for eirian-houpe.tumblr.com/

Prompt: There can only ever be

I hope you enjoy!

Summary: Over the years he stays in the shadows watching over her in case she needs him, but he soon realizes he needs her even more.

AO3: There Can Only Ever Be... - notalwayslate - Once Upon a Time (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

There can only ever be…protection.

Rumford Gold slipped into the pawnshop as his ankle throbbed from the harsh February snowfall. He was so tired that he almost missed the envelope that lay near his feet. Crouching down he snatched it from the floor. It was the wrong size to be any official city document, and too light to be a rent payment.

Curiously, he slid a finger under the flap gently tugging it open. He was surprised to pull out a pressed red rose with a small blue ribbon tied to the stem, along with a small handwritten note.

For your kindness

Belle

He stared at the note with a mixture of surprise and awe before making his way to the back of the store. He reached for the unbleached muslin fabric, a luxury he reserved for the shop’s most valuable treasures, placing a yard of it down on his desk. With trembling hands, he gently placed the pressed rose onto the fabric, along with her note.

Kindness was a gentler emotion that had long fallen by the wayside over the years, a casualty in his rise of becoming the town monster…or so he had thought. When he had seen the girl outside his shop a few days prior selling roses on Valentine’s Day in the blistering cold he felt an unwavering connection to her.

He had no doubt her father, Moe French was warmly tucked away at the Rabbit’s Hole, in a drunken haze, as his daughter tried to make ends meet for that month. He knew all too well a life with a father who shirked his responsibilities in preference for a carefree alcohol induced neverland. It had made him the cold ruthless man he was today.

He did not want the same outcome for her. She was pure hearted, and he wanted to protect the light within her before life snuffed it out.

With an overcoming surge of protectiveness, he had gone to her, buying the entire stock of flowers for double the asking price, wanting desperately to get her out of the cold.

Having not thought his plan out thoroughly, he refused to take the dozens of roses he had just purchased drawing a quizzical look.

“Give them to any desperate soul you see fit, and go get yourself warm, Ms. French,” he had instructed leaving her without a second glance.

It was not until the next day, when he entered Granny’s for a cup of coffee, did he learn the town was abuzz with chatter over his generous flower donation to Storybrooke hospital. It appeared that Ms. French was not aware that such an act of kindness did not match his monstrous reputation, or perphaps she saw something within him that others did not.

That evening as he climbed the wide grand staircase of his pink Victorian home with a heavy step, he could not help but think of Belle French. At merely twenty years old with her petite frame and twinkling innocent eyes it was hard for his desperate soul not to be drawn to her.

Her simple words of his kindness sparked a flame that burned away the cobwebs wrapped around his bitter heart. In that moment, he made a deal with himself. He would protect her from the darkness of this world and give her the freedom to escape the mundane life that awaited no matter the cost.

There can only ever be…distance.

It was not the responsibility nor cost of his decision that scared him, but the careless misjudgments she would face, if anyone ever learned he was helping her. He had to be meticulous, every plan, every action needed to be guarded with strict anonymity.

He acted quickly, crossing every T and dotting every I to get the historical Storybrooke nonprofit up and running. Months later it was announced during the city council meeting that an anonymous donation had been given for the renovation and reopening of the Storybrooke public library, along with a two-year scholarship for a future librarian.

He could not contain his sheer joy when a few weeks later his foundation received her application and personal essay for the scholarship. He knew the girl who always had a book in hand could not resist such an opportunity. He had hoped she would apply, but if not, he would have produced a thousand and one different opportunities for her until he found the right one.

A knot formed in his throat as he read the words of the vibrant beauty whose life was darkened by the silent tribulations of her mother’s passing, and her father’s addictions. Her love of books is evident as she speaks of their power and wonderment carrying her through a life of loneliness and heartbreak.

Images of her flicker through his mind, her on a park bench, her at granny’s, every time he pulls up another memory, he realizes she is always alone. He admires her isolation. His own has made him hard as a rock, but hers is more of a closed book, waiting for another to open it.

He wastes no time in selecting her for the scholarship. Knowing she will need to start classes in the fall, he uses his contacts in the restaurant and hotel industry to keep her father’s flower shop in high demand for the foreseeable future. No longer would she need to stand on the corner selling roses, as there would be an abundance of income for her father to squander away while still maintaining the bills. In two years, the library renovation would be complete, she would graduate, and he would be there to see it all from the shadows.

There can only ever be…crippling desire.

He was a monster. As hard as he tried, he could not quench the pangs of lust and desire that filled his mind and loins as he vigorously sought his own satisfaction alone in his bed. Every time he swore it would be the last, but visions of Belle’s long pale legs, and crystal blue eyes chipped away at his sanity leaving him in a sticky mess.

In hopes of tampering down his degenerative thoughts, he tries desperately to ignore her presence whenever she is near, but he cannot help but notice how her eyes light up, and a rare smile graces her lips when she sees him. He knows that she purposefully awaits his arrival Saturday mornings at Granny’s, waiting till he sits at the counter for his cup of coffee, to place down her beloved book and update Granny on her schooling so that he may hear it as well.

She is a clever girl, and he knows if anyone could dig through the mountains of paperwork to discover the identity of the anonymous donor, it would be her.

More than once he caught himself staring at her lips, wondering what her mouth tasted like. Emotionally drained from fighting his primal desires, he had no choice but to close himself off from the temptation of her. He stopped frequenting Granny’s, spending his days and nights in solitude feeling excruciatingly tired and old.

He had gone seven months without a glimpse of her until the night he heard a scuffle coming from the alleyway near the back of the pawnshop. When he went to investigate a blinding fury rushed his veins as he saw Belle struggling to break free of the grasp of Keith Nottingham. The drunken creep was no match for the ferocity of his cane, as he pummeled him blow after blow. He does not stop until he catches her frightened face out of the corner of his eye. His focus turns to her, allowing Keith to scurry away in a bloody heap.

Without warning she embraces him, and he in return wraps his arms protectively around her shoulders, ensuring her that she is safe now. He moves to pull back so he can see her face, but she squeezes him tighter to her. He can feel each of her fingers pressed tightly into the muscles of his back, as he leans his temple on the top of her head, murmuring comforting words into her hair. He does not let go until she releases him first. He takes a moment to scan over her for injuries and lets out a relieved sigh when he does not see any.

Blood roars in the hollows of his chest as he listens to her recount how she was on her way to the Rabbit Hole to check on her father, when Keith had approached her in search of a good time.

The muscle in his cheekbone twitches as he dreams of all the ways he is going to make that bastard pay for ever laying a finger on her. So consumed in his thoughts of vengeance, he is startled as her warm hand slips into his own.

“But I’m okay,” she reassures him clearly sensing the frenzied tension radiating from him. “Thanks to you.”

Gazing upon her heavenly face, guilt seeps into his bones. It was his job to protect her, but how could he do so efficiently when he also had to protect her from himself.

“You need not worry about your father. Leroy knows to contact me if Moe gets…” his words tamper on his lips, as her brows furrow together in confusion from the revelation. Tilting his head to the sky, he looks toward the stars, cursing his loose tongue. He never wanted her to know that to ease her burden, he had a set ears and eyes on her father’s indiscretions.

“Can you call Leroy and see if he is, okay? It is just…,” he watches her chew on her bottom lip struggling to continue. “It’s the 10th anniversary of my mother’s death, and I know how hard it can be for him.”

Closing his eyes he nods silently, relieved that she did not immediately hurl disgust and accusations upon him for his stalker intrusion into her family life. Pulling out his flip phone, he calls Leroy.

“Where is he?” he asks acutely aware of her worried gaze upon him. He can hear the low murmurs of the bar in the background, as Leroy provides an update. Hanging up, he informs her that her father will be home shortly, safe and in one piece.

He could sense her mind was flickering with so many questions, but she gave not one a voice. Instead, he found himself in her arms of gratitude once more. The hairs on the back of his neck stand upright and his heart races at the feel of her pressed tightly against him. It is he who pulls back from her this time, wrestling for self-control.

She had just experienced a traumatic event and was merely looking to him for comfort, and here he was trying to tame the growing erection in his pants. He could feel his resolve crumbling, and knew he had to get her home safely before he or his tented crotch revealed his true feelings for her.

He would have gladly walked behind her giving her a wide enough berth as to not taint her reputation, however she chose to walk along side of him.

His mouth forms a small sheepish smile as he watches their shadows move together in time along the pavement. It had been so long since he heard her voice that his ears soaked up every syllable as she mutters of her upcoming graduation, and the library’s opening.

All too soon they reach her home above the flower shop. With a sigh he runs his hand through his hair forcing a painful smile, knowing that his time with her has come to an end.

There is a curious note to her voice, a barely hidden hope lingering beneath, when she asks,

“Mr. Gold…would you...” her words are cut off by slurred hooting and laughter in the distance.

Turning his head, he could make out Leroy’s small figure holding up a clearly inebriated Moe French. The sight soothes his worry that she will not venture out again that night in search of her father. With a curt bow, he bids her farewell, pretending not to see her eyes, searching his own with his fleeting glance.

That night as he lay in his bed, his mind pondered what it was she was going to ask him. He thought of her rosy, red cheeks, and the adoring innocent gleam of something more in her eyes when she had gazed upon him that night. As much as his heart dreaded it, he knew what needed to be done.

There can only ever be…goodbye.

He was there when she graduated. A silent shadow in the stands mixed among a hundred other faces. He watched in awe as she took her first step towards a new life with her diploma in hand. Her father and others gathered around her in congratulations after the ceremony, but he kept his distance.

It was a month later that the tiny town of Storybrooke gathered around Main Street in anticipation of the grand opening of the Storybrooke Library. Mayor Mills was there of course, forever camera ready to cut the ribbon and take credit for the entire project that he had funded. He did not care really, he did not do it for the spotlight, he had done it for Belle.

Peeking through the blinds, he could see her, in a dress of blue standing on the stage with the mayor. Although she was smiling, he could see a gleam of sadness in her eyes, as she scanned the crowd. His breath hitched at the sight, and deep in his heart he knew she was searching for him.

He cast his eyes downward ashamed that he was too much of a coward to attend. Turning, he shuffled to the backroom, where balls of crumpled paper lay littered across the floor. Running a hand down his face, he tried in vain to wipe away his fatigue. He had stayed up much of the previous night, putting pen to paper, searching for the right words to let her go. He had given her his kindness, and protection, and now it was time to give her freedom.

Sitting back down at his desk, he was lost as the faint scratch of his pen against the paper consumed him for the next hour or so. He growled in frustration, and he waded up his latest feeble attempt, tossing it to the floor, before slamming his head down to rest atop his arms in exhaustion. He hears the bell ring above his shop door, and the click of heels approaching. He snaps his head up, just in time to see Belle pulling back the curtain.

“Mr. Gold?” she calls for him, her voice laced in concern.

He ungracefully flounders in his chair before stumbling up to stand.

Her eyes gaze around the disheveled state of the room, before landing on him.

“I’m sorry,” is all he can think of saying.

“No, I should be the one who’s sorry, I didn’t mean to just burst in here, but it’s just you weren’t at the dedication today, and” she pauses a moment before her doleful eyes bore into his. “You weren’t there.”

His heart yearns to go to her, show her the briefest bit of comfort. It was clear by the look on her face, how hurt she was by his absence. This had gone too far. Despite his best wishes he had distorted her sweet soul into believing he was anything worthy of her time and affection. He had to end this now. He swallowed the bile in his throat, looking down, as he did not have the resolve to face her.

“Oh, was that today,” he waves his hand as though it was inconsequential, “Dearie, I find it wholly inappropriate that you…”

“Mr. Gold?” she gasps, cutting off his cruelty.

He looks up, to see her gaping in astonishment, at the pressed rose and handwritten note, displayed on a pedestal in the corner of the room.

Closing his eyes, he shook his head knowing he was exposed.

“You…,” he can hear her voice crack with emotion but still cannot force himself to look up. “You still have it.”

He shakes his head dumbly. “Yes, and now you must go.”

“Why?” she asks, her voice raw with emotion.

He turns from her with a thousand excuses to her question at the tip of his tongue, but he settles for the truth.

“Because I am a monster.”

He felt the weight of her hand on his shoulder, coaxing him to face her. With great reluctance he turns as a ripple of warmth courses through him as her lips find his in a soft feathery kiss.

As she pulls back, he feels the tears rolling down his cheek.

“You don’t owe me anything Belle.”

Her long and delicate fingers trace the lines and angles of his face, as her radiant smile captivates him.

“I know.”

It was a foreign feeling to be looked upon with such an adoring gaze. He had fought pulling her into his world for so long, that he never considered she would pull him into hers.

He reaches up cupping the back of her neck with his hand as she willingly moves forward locking her lips to his.

There can only ever be…her.

Clutching the small velvet box he tiptoes across the cabin floor, kneeling at her bedside. He gingerly reaches his knuckles out to caress her cheek. She stirs as the blanket shifts down her naked form. He holds a breath of anticipation as her glistening blue eyes lazily flutter open, as she greets his presence with a warm smile.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, sweetheart,” he whispers, plucking a kiss from her pink lips.

He still cannot believe any of this is real. Ever since that night at his pawn shop 8 months ago, they have been inseparable. Although her father, along with most of the town, granted them no acceptance, they found a peaceful solace in each other’s arms.

Night after night, with her head nestled beneath his chin, her heartbeat drowned out all the inner turmoil that once plagued his sleep. His thoughts are now consumed only by her, and the future he craves, more than his next breath.

Hands shaking, he places the box on the mattress, as her startled eyes gaze upon it. He has practiced the words for weeks but in the moment, as he gazes into the blue eyes that have become his home, he cannot wait a second more to utter those four words.

“Will you marry me?”

His question was instantly answered as her yes echoed in his ears filling him with the warmth of a thousand suns. He had only a moment to slip the ring on her finger, before she was entangled in his arms. He feels her pulse drumming beneath her skin, her heartbeat against his ribs. His hands rake over her naked body with an eager hungriness.

Her mouth is on his, as their bodies tumble backwards onto the bed. Entwined and locked together her moans are echoed by his own. Begs of harder and faster fill his ears, a need that he devotedly complies with.

Her fingers entangled in his hair, her new ring digging into the back of his head, the new sensation bringing him closer to the edge. With one last thrust he falls into a sensation of unrivalled euphoria as she reaches her own bliss.

Panting he moves to her side, his arms wrapped protectively around her as she snuggles into his chest. No words are spoken as she raises her hand gazing at the ring. His heart swells with emotion, and he cannot wait for her claim to be on his finger soon.

From this moment on, there can only ever be forever.

#Rumbelle secret santa #eirian houpe #rumbelle #rss

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chippedcupwrites · 4 months

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Good evening, and SURPRISE!

I am your Secret Santa! I am about to post your story to Tumblr. It is already up on AO3, but I can't gift it to you there. It won't let me. :(

I hope you enjoy your gift, and holiday blessings to you and yours!

Oh my gosh, what an absolute delight to know that your my Santa! I absolutely adore your fics and I think you're a wonderfully talented writer. I'm so excited to read my gift!

When I get home tonight, the first thing I'm going to do is settle in with a cup of coffee and read, read, read!

💜💙💜💙

#rumbelle secret santa #rss #eirian-houpe #asks

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the-chipped-cup-awards · 3 months

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2024 Chipped Cup Awards - Masterlist

Here, once again, are the winners of the 2024 Chipped Cup Awards

FLUFF:

Family: Tea and Roses by @thatravenclawbitch

Comfort: Struck By a Golden Arrow by @avatoh

Fix-it: Ritual by @peacehopeandrats

Reunion: A Dream is a Wish by @rowofstars

SMUT:

Kink/BDSM: On The House by @kelyon

Romance: Brandy, Apples, and Spice by @rufeepeach

Comedy: Accidents by @peacehopeandrats

Threesome: Fulfilling a Fantasy by @thescholarlystrumpet

First Time: Queen Takes Knight by @emospritelet

PWP: In the Dark and Wicked Hours by @rowofstars

ANGST:

Death: Strong for Belle by @desperatemurph

Hurts So Good: To Have and To Hold by @thatravenclawbitch

Misunderstanding: Unexpected But Not Unwelcome by @tickletorso

ROMANCE:

Date (overall) Lost and Found by @peacehopeandrats

Courtship: The Sweetest Dream by @threepwoodmarley

First Meeting: Portrait of the Heart by @chippedcupwrites

GENERAL:

One Shot: Pages of Reverie by @chippedcupwrites

Series: Lover’s Leap by @eirian-houpe

Novel Length: Mountains, Streams, and Magical Things by @peacehopeandrats

Short Fic: Babysitting by @timelordthirteen

Holiday Centric: Brandy, Apples, and Spice by @rufeepeach

Remix: Our Masks by @lotus0kid

Crossover: A Blade for Belfrey by @eirian-houpe

Dark Castle: Marble by @peacehopeandrats

Storybrooke: Leaving Storybrooke by @peacehopeandrats

"Missing Years": The Tent of Infinite Adventure by @peacehopeandrats

Wish!Verse: Deception by @eirian-houpe

SPECIAL CATEGORIES:

Golden Lace: The Storybrooke Whisky Appreciation Society by @threepwoodmarley

Woven Beauty: Undefined Desires by @worryinglyinnocent

Background Swanfire: To Have and to Hold by @thatravenclawbitch

Afterlife: Granted by @peacehopeandrats

Drama: Love Me Before the Last Petal Falls by @deliriumsdelight7

Supernatural/Sci-fi/Horror: The Cunning by @mareyshelley

Comedy: Lacey and the Tramp by @chippedcupwrites

AU-Original: Wretched Beginnings by @poorobscureplainandlittle

AU- OUAT: Tales of Gold by @JurisLadyAnna

AU-Other Media: The Black Swan by @deliriumsdelight7

Creature: The Finfolk’s Bride by @chippedcupwrites

Unexpected Twist: Contract by @kelyon

Bobby Squared: A Blade for Belfrey by @eirian-houpe

Trope: Love Me Before the Last Petal Falls by @deliriumsdelight7

English Language: To Nurse by @charon53

EVENTS

RSS: If You Will Be My Queen by @eirian-houpe

Fluffapalooza (Fic): The Tea Shop by @peacehopeandrats

Fluffapalooza (Art): Kiss Me Again, It’s Working by @milaeryn

Monthly Rumbelling: The Landlord and the Princess by @Rumplerose (AO3)

CHARACTER AWARDS

Belle: The Not So Dark One by @charlotteashmore13

Dark One!Belle: Rags to Riches by @alphashley14

Lacey: Sore Hearted Souls by @nerdrumple

Spinner!Rumple: Witch and Spinner by @Strummer_Pinks

Dark One!Rumple: Gilded by @eirian-houpe

Wish!Rumple: Once There Was a Wish by @peacehopeandrats

Mr. Gold: The Caretaker by @thestraggletag

Detective Weaver: Forgery by @peacehopeandrats

Baelfire/Neal: A House Built With Love by @of-princes-and-savages

Gideon: Finding You by @clarahue

OC Rumbelle Child: The Zoo by @peacehopeandrats

Villain: Cora in On the House by @kelyon

BFF/Wingman: Mountains, Streams, and Magical Things by @peacehopeandrats

ART

Fan Art: Kiss Me Again, It’s Working by @milaeryn

Graphic Art: And Love is When Someone Who Even KNows Your Scars Stays To Kiss You by @chippedcupwrites

AU In Art: Belle Isn’t Fascinated by the Idea of Marrying Gaston by @notonlymice

Fluff Art: Belle French and the Dork One by @chippedcupwrites

Angsty Art: In My Memory It Doesn’t End by @ace-cf-cups

Comic/Graphic Novel: Wearing Each Other’s Clothes by @angelqueen13art

Use of Color: Kiss Me Again, It’s Working by @milaeryn

Video: Your Beauty Never Ever Scared Me by @chippedcupwrites

SUPERLATIVES:

Best Artist: @chippedcupwrites

Best Author: @kelyon

Best New Author: @ace-cf-cups

Best Rumbelle Fic: The Language of Flowers by @deliriumsdelight7

Best Anyelle Fic: Let’s Spend the Night Together by @ifishouldvanish

Best Anyem Fic: Tyger Tyger by @shakespeareanhoneybadgers

Rumbelle Lifetime Achievement: @jackabelle73

#the chipped cup awards #cca 2024 #award ceremony

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rumbelleshowdown · 9 months

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Here it is, the moment you've all been waiting for! Time to find out if your guesses were correct.

Authors, you may now post your fics under your own name. Thanks to all of you for participating this year. You did your part to keep our fandom alive, and we appreciate it.

Without further ado, the Author Reveal!

Rose Daughter is @chippedcupwrites

notasponsor is @kelyon

Ancient Architect is @eirian-houpe

onelastedit is @tickletorso

Beast of Gold is @hectorwillham

Ace of Hearts is @luxmyth

Sonnenblume is @alphashley14

Spindle is @ace-of-spaders

TheMostDisturbed is @mellkat1986

Fabletales is @reolf

Squizzel is @threepwoodmarley

Note: Smokey Willow, Lucretia Victrix, and Home Alone chose not to be revealed.

#rumbelle showdown #author reveal

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sotwk · 10 months

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Fun TMI Tuesday fic question today: If you could choose one of your fics to be filmed, which would you choose, and why?

I appreciate you for taking the time to send me these, @eirian-houpe! <3

I hope this counts as a legitimate answer, but if we're talking fantasies here, I would LOVE for a multi-season tv series to be made for my entire "Sons of the Woodland King" saga, which I have not written in its entirely yet (I mean, it's a massive timeline), but I hope to chip at it piece by piece through both headcanons and fanfic stories.

It covers most of Thranduil's life, starting from his bachelor adventures in the the early Second Age, then his meeting, courtship, and marriage of the Elvenqueen, and ALL the way through the Third Age, during which he raises five beautiful sons and rules and grows a magnificent kingdom. But then what follows is the tragic decline in the latter part of the Third Age, when Dol Goldur rises and Thranduil suffers great loses protecting Middle-earth by defying and warring against the Necromancer.

It would make for epic, delicious, magnificent cinema, I like to think. <3

#sotwk answers #thranduil #thranduil headcanon #sotwk headcanon #legolas #mirkwood #elvenking #tolkien #sons of the woodland king

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deliriumsdelight7 · 1 year

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To everyone awaiting updates to my 20-something WIPs: you can blame my discord server and @eirian-houpe for me adding an overly-ambitious work to the pile.

*boots up Stranger Things Season 1*

*opens up notes folder in new scrivener doc*

#this is gonna be Hellcheer Barbgrove AND Stali #because Phoenix is a bad influence on me #jury’s out on ships for the young’uns but Lumax is non-negotiable

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reolf · 11 months

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Welcome back to my history challenge!

It is 1383.

The war is raging on. Battles are fought and people die.

Evelune is living with her daughter Elysia safely tucked away in her cottage. Her 6 year old daughter is learning from her mother how to read the spellbooks. Elysia looks up to her mother and wants to become just as learned as her.

But then their peace is shattered by the Duke of Brittany. The Duke has heard the rumors of the Lady Humes’ son Alfred being the product of magic. Somehow he links Alfred to Evelune and tries to undermine Lord Humes’ rule by loudly proclaiming the young little lord isn’t the rightful heir. Lord Humes is furious. Deep inside he knows Alfred isn’t his son, but it is Lady Alyne’s son and that’s what matters. Her family are descendants of kings. Her blood is more royal than his and Duke Brittany’s! He will defend his wife.

Evelune panicks. She has heard of witch huntings in other parts of the world and is afraid she will be next. She cannot leave her daughter alone. So she deepens herself in magic to find a solution.

She finds a spell that makes Duke Brittany mad with desire for cake. And what is the bait that is used by cowplants? That’s right. Cake.

The Duke meets his end at the cake tongue of a cowplant. And by that the war settles down.

Evelune is secretly a war hero.

Back at our household, the children help as much as they can at the farm. But they also play together and enjoy their childhood. Alyssia finishes their portraits.

At the end of 1383, the soldiers return home. Rex and Margery can finally see their children again. Margery is forever grateful to her sister Alyssia for caring for them for all this time. She hugs her sister before Alyssia returns to the convent.

We also got new people in town. The Carbajal family. Felipe Carbajal is a woodseller and his wife Rosalie Carbajal is an artist musician.

( these are sims created by me using the genetic system from the sims of @eirian-houpe . I wanted to make their ancestors)

#sims 4 #my history challenge #ultimate decades challenge

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a-monthly-rumbelling · 2 years

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Winter Quarter's Prompts are Coming!

With new prompts, comes the tenure of your new 'steward' as it were - though to be fair I've been overseeing the end of the last quarter from behind the scenes.

I'm sure you'll all join me in sincerely thanking @worryinglyinnocent for all their hard work for A Monthly Rumbelling over the years. Thank you, Worry! We love you, we wouldn't be here without you.

Hopefully, I'll be able to find a balance between continuing the fabulous tradition that is AMR, and also to add a little personal color to it, as does any new admin. Questions, prompt suggestions or other contributions can be sent via asks, or by DM to me @eirian-houpe.

To introduce myself to those of you that don't know me. I've been on Tumblr for quite a while, predating my participation in the Rumbelle fandom. Some of you might know me as Eilinelithil on AO3. The two sides of my fandom token (heads and tails, though I wouldn't like to say which was which), are Tolkien and Rumbelle. I do however have my pinkie toes in with a few other fandoms, including Stargate (Atlantis and Universe), Trek, Foundation, and yes, even a little Hellcheer - a good friend of mine believes that the bond between Rumbelle and Hellcheer is real! I'm usually pretty friendly and amenable, and love a chat, so feel free to DM or ask at any time. Happy to engage.

So without letting things get to be too long winded, I'm going to pop off and put the Quarter Prompt Post together. See you in a few.

#housekeeping #Hello From The Mod #new steward

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peacehopeandrats · 1 year

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Skin Deep Day is nearly over in my part of the world and all I can say is how happy the day has made me feel.

I got my Fluff fic done, and the accompanying rose...

I got to watch my dash fill up with the love, joy, and hope that is Rumbelle...

And I got to watch some amazing authors be shown the love they deserve.

So happy for @tickletorso, @bibliosauruswrecks, @emospritelet, @jackabelle73, @eirian-houpe, @kelyon, @serenalyon, @lotus0kid, @celticheartedfangirl, @thatravenclawbitchh-blog, @rufeepeach, @nerdrumple, @rowofstars, and anyone I might have missed in the days postings. You are all amazing creators, as are those who got the nod of a nomination. This was a hard year to vote on.

Here's to doing it all again next year!

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jackabelle73 · 2 years

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Favorite color: all shades of purple.

currently reading: No books. Trying to catch up on various fics.

last song: As Long as You're Mine, from the Wicked OBCR.

last series: like a TV series? The Orville. Loved it so much that as soon as the s3 finale aired, I went back to the pilot and binge-watched all three seasons again.

last movie: Where the Crawdads Sing.

sweet/spicy/savory: Yes/No/Yes

currently working on: a project for someone's birthday.

Tagged by @eirian-houpe Thanks for the tag!

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Not actually a suggestion for a NEW category, (though I still have my thinking cap on), but I was wondering if the AU was necessary for categories 'based on.' (e.g. Best fic based on a movie etc.) Are they not, by their very nature going to be sort of AU - and doesn't including the AU restrict those fics where it turns out they're /not/ actually AU, where the author is trying to surprise the reader?

I don’t feel that it restricts fics based on those forms of media at all.

Unless I’m misunderstanding your question, I don’t see a problem?

#eirian houpe #The Espenson Awards #eirian-houpe

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Chipped Cup Awards - Voting is LIVE!

Before we get started, we would like to thank every member of this fandom. Whether you create, enjoy, reblog, comment, or vote, you are the driving force behind this fandom. Without each and every one of you, this event wouldn’t be possible.

We had a great turnout this year, and we really hope that you enjoy the wonderful works of fic and art on the ballot this year. As a reminder, you may only submit this ballot one time, so make sure to make it count! In order to allow you to peruse this year’s offerings, a complete list of all nominated works is under the Read More cut.

Voting goes on from now until February 8th, so make sure to get your votes in. Without further ado, here is the ballot form!

Chipped Cup Awards Voting Ballot

FLUFF

Family

“To Drive The Dark Away” by @bibliosauruswrecks

“An Unconventional Gift“ by @shadowedoracle

Comfort

“The Dark One Doesn't Get Sick” by @shadowedoracle

“In Sickness and in Health“ by @jackabelle73

“A Present of Love“ by @reolf

“The Bedroom Chronicles” by @serenalyon

“Illness” by @peacehopeandrats

Reunion

“The Other Fork In The Path“ by @jackabelle73

“Finding You” by @silwenworld

SMUT

Kink/BDSM

“Like An Open Book” by @serenalyon

“So You Want To Build A Sex Room” by @peacehopeandrats

Romance

“Memory” by @peacehopeandrats

“Come Together” by @abovethemists

Best First Time

“Red Lights” by @rufeepeach

“Curfew” by @emospritelet

PWP

“Sunshine” by @peacehopeandrats

“Rack 'Em Up“ by @eirian-houpe

“All the Poisonous Thoughts“ by @serenalyon

“One Word, Many Meanings” by @peacehopeandrats

ANGST

Death

“In the Shadows of Others” by @peacehopeandrats

“Things Unknown” by bellegold

“Strong For Belle” by @desperatemurph

Hurts So Good

“Beyond the Door“ by @jackabelle73

“Field” by @peacehopeandrats

“Received” by @peacehopeandrats

“Ritual” by @peacehopeandrats

Misunderstanding

“Unexpected But Not Unwelcome” by @tickletorso

“On Our Way to Fall” by @nerdrumple

ROMANCE

Best Date (Overall)

“How to Date a Librarian” by @peacehopeandrats

“Lost and Found” by @peacehopeandrats

“The Worst Date” by @jackabelle73

Best Courtship

“One Thing Forever True“ by @deliriumsdelight7

“Adventure in the Great Wide Somewhere” by @chick-with-wifi

Best First Meeting

“Click” by @jackabelle73

“Midnight Flowers” by @serenalyon

GENERAL AWARDS

Best One-Shot

“Amends” by @shadowedoracle

“And Then, One Thursday Night” by @jackabelle73

“Awakening” by @eirian-houpe

“The Angel and the Devil” by @peacehopeandrats

“The Golden Fleece” by @eirian-houpe

“The Weakness Inside Him” by @tickletorso

“Warming the Chill” by @peacehopeandrats

“Gilded” by @eirian-houpe

Best Series

“Beauty...” by @eirian-houpe

“Golden Dreams” by @peacehopeandrats

“Growing Up” by @peacehopeandrats

“Lover’s Leap” by @eirian-houpe

“Precious Moments” by @jackabelle73

“The Language of Flowers” by @eirian-houpe

Best Novel Length

“Mountains, Streams, and Magical Things“ by @peacehopeandrats

“Witness Protection” by @eirian-houpe

Best Short Fic

“Warming The Chill” by @peacehopeandrats

“Babysitting” by @timelordthirteen

“Distractions” by @shadowedoracle

“Family Photos” by @shadowedoracle

“Rain, Ruin, Roses” by @kelyon

Best Holiday-Centric

“Snow Bunnies” by @peacehopeandrats

“Comfort and Joy” by @emospritelet

“To Drive the Dark Away” by @bibliosauruswrecks

Best Remix

“Those We Left Behind” by @peacehopeandrats

“Our Masks” by @lotus0kid

Best Crossover

“A Blade for Belfrey” by @eirian-houpe

“The City That Never Sleeps“ by @peacehopeandrats

Best Dark Castle

“Amends” by @shadowedoracle

“An Unconventional Gift“ by @shadowedoracle

“Distractions” by @shadowedoracle

“Marble” by @peacehopeandrats

“Snow Bunnies” by @peacehopeandrats

“Storm” by @peacehopeandrats

“The Dark One Doesn’t Get Sick” by @shadowedoracle

“The Weakness Inside Him “ by @tickletorso

Best Storybrooke

“Adventure in the Great Wide Somewhere” by @chick-with-wifi

“Golden Thread” by @chick-with-wifi

“Mountains, Streams, and Magical Things“ by @peacehopeandrats

“Beauty And The Beast“ by @peacehopeandrats

Best “Missing Years”

“An Unexplored Realm“ by @jackabelle73

“Unconventional” by @peacehopeandrats

“The Tent of Infinite Adventure“ by @peacehopeandrats

“Pop Ins” by @peacehopeandrats

“The City That Never Sleeps” by @peacehopeandrats

“Leaving Storybrooke“ by @peacehopeandrats

SPECIAL CATEGORIES

Best Golden Lace

“Hot Cocoa and Stolen Kisses“ by @kelyon

“The Angel and the Devil“ by @peacehopeandrats

“Rack ‘Em Up” by @eirian-houpe

Best Woven Lace

“One Word, Many Meanings” by @peacehopeandrats

“Morning” by @peacehopeandrats

Best Woven Beauty

“Prima” by @eirian-houpe

“Gift” by @peacehopeandrats

Best Afterlife Fic

“Morning” by @peacehopeandrats

“Awakening” by @eirian-houpe

Best Drama

“The Monster in the Storm” by @peacehopeandrats

“The Spirit of the Trees” by @woodelf68

“Ad Lucem” BY @reolf

Best Supernatural/Sci-Fi/Horror

“Live Wire” by @kelyon

“Mortuus Loqueris Ad“ by @jackabelle73

Best Comedy

“The Rare Books Crises“ by @tickletorso

“The Third Wheel“ by @tickletorso

Best AU - Original

“Two Could” by @eirian-houpe

“Rain, Ruin, Roses“ by @kelyon

“Wild” by @peacehopeandrats

Best AU Based On Other Media

“A Full Imagination“ by @peacehopeandrats

“Hatter” by @eirian-houpe

“In The Shadows Of Others“ by @peacehopeandrats

Best Creature

“Fallen” by @eirian-houpe

“In The Moonlight Deep” by @jackabelle73

Best Unexpected Twist

“The Rare Books Crises“ by @tickletorso

“Inheritance” by @eirian-houpe

Best Trope

“Love and Happiness” by @jackabelle73

“Beauty Compelled” by @eirian-houpe

“Wounds and Scars” by @peacehopeandrats

EVENTS

Rumbelle Secret Santa

“Come Talk To Me” by @serenalyon

“Deck the Halls” by @eirian-houpe

“The Best of the Season” by @lotus0kid

CHARACTER AWARDS

Best Belle

“Beauty Enlightened” by @eirian-houpe

“Compromises” by @tickletorso

“Love and Happiness” by @jackabelle73

“Unexpected But Not Unwelcome“ by @tickletorso

Best Dark One!Belle

“Dark Mistress” by @kelyon

Best Lacey

“Hot Cocoa and Stolen Kisses“ by @kelyon

“Stroll” by @peacehopeandrats

“Wax” by @peacehopeandrats

Best Spinner!Rumple

“Dark Mistress” by @kelyon

“Outside In” by @lotus0kid

Best Dark One Rumple

“Compromises” by @tickletorso

“Inheritance” by @eirian-houpe

“Gilded” by @eirian-houpe

Best Mr. Gold

“The Third Wheel” by @tickletorso

“Missing Person” by @eirian-houpe

“Received” by @peacehopeandrats

Best Detective Weaver

“Forgery” by @peacehopeandrats

“Doppelgänger“ by @celticheartedfangirl

Best Baelfire/Neal

“Dark Mistress” by @kelyon

“Welcome to Storybrooke“ by @peacehopeandrats

Best Gideon

“The Visitor” by @jackabelle73

“Looking In From the Almost Outside“ by @eirian-houpe

“A Christmas Present For Mama“ by @shadowedoracle

“Monster In The Storm“ by @peacehopeandrats

Best (Worst) Villain

“The Dance of Love” by @mellkat1986

“Requited Love” by @mellkat1986

“One Thing Forever True” by @deliriumsdelight7

Best BFF/Wingman

“Wounds And Scars“ by @peacehopeandrats

“How To Date a Librarian” by @peacehopeandrats

ART

Best Graphic Art

“If Alternate Universes Exist“ by @jackabelle73

“Rumbelle Mr. Nobody AU“ by @serenalyon

Best AU in Art

“Ally Craig and Nicholas Rush AU“ by @serenalyon

“Rumbelle Mr.Nobody AU“ by @serenalyon

“Rumbelle EF AU“ by @serenalyon

“PrisonerBelle!AU“ by @serenalyon

Best Fluff Art

“Girl, Tell Me All of Your Secrets“ by @serenalyon

“Rumbelle x Cockblock Brigade“ by @serenalyon

Best Angsty Art

“I Kissed Someone It Wasn't You“ by @serenalyon

“You Can Hate Me If That Helps“ by @serenalyon

Best Video

“Dance Me To The End Of Love“ by @jackabelle73

“Rumbelle x AO3 Tags“ by @serenalyon

“Lachacey“ by @serenalyon

“Rumbelle Wedding“ by @personinthepalace

“Rumbelle and Whofaldi Parallells“ by @personinthepalace

SUPERLATIVES

Best New Artist

@serenalyon

@personinthepalace

Best Author

@eirian-houpe

@peacehopeandrats

Best New Author

@serenalyon

@chick-with-wifi

@tickletorso

Best Rumbelle Fic

“Beauty and the Beast” by @peacehopeandrats

“Skin Deep” by @bookwormchocaholic

“In All Things” by @timelordthirteen

“Love and Happiness” by @jackabelle73

Best Anyelle Fic

“(In)discreet Math” by @eirian-houpe

“Manifesto” by @emospritelet

“Passions Made Of Nothing” by @killingkueen

Rumbelle Lifetime Achievement Award

@jackabelle73

@peacehopeandrats

@deliriumsdelight7

#chipped cup awards #rumbelle #rumbelle fic #rumbelle art

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