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He’s doing it again. He's choosing power.

"Rumplestiltskin you bastard" Belle thought to herself but didn't dare utter. She remembered the last time she made him upset and the lonely years in the Queen's dungeons. Calling him names and getting him angry wasn't worth the chance that he might push her away again. She doubted that he would do it when she remembered how tight he had held her and how he breathlessly had admitted that he loved her, but the festering doubt was beginning to pick away at her weary mind.

As much as she didn't want to admit it, Belle was scared. The maddening fear of living without his love, without any love, brought shivers to her body. She didn't need to imagine what it would be like. She had lived that way for 30 years. Belle could now remember the solitude, the insanity that had creeped into her mind in the months leading up to the curse (at least she hoped it was her own insanity and not a reflection of what Rumple was going through), the pain that exploded in her chest the moment Regina told Rumple of her supposed death and how it had never faded until the curse had swept everything away. She wasn't overly fond of the idea that any of those things might happen again.

"Belle."

She was startled by Rumplestiltskin grasping her hand in his own, steadying it. When had she started trembling?

"Trust me love. I'll protect you."

And with her hand cradled in his, Belle could almost believe him. She could almost believe that there wasn't a chance that her lovely coward wouldn't lie to himself and cast her aside ever again, that his desire for power couldn't triumph over their happiness. Belle knew better though, but with their fingers entwined she felt that it was worth the chance. And while Rumple looked out at the swirling magic with glee as he felt his power, the darkness return, Belle instead looked at the purple miasma with trepidation. Still, while holding his hand, she could be brave for the sake of love.

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I'm doing an OTP 30 day challenge in honor of OUAT coming back on TV in a month and RUMBELLE (the fucking ship that has been tearing my heart apart since February). This was yesterday's pic.

Day 1: Holding Hands

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He’s doing it again. He's choosing power.

"Rumplestiltskin you bastard" Belle thought to herself but didn't dare utter. She remembered the last time she made him upset and the lonely years in the Queen's dungeons. Calling him names and getting him angry wasn't worth the chance that he might push her away again. She doubted that he would do it when she remembered how tight he had held her and how he breathlessly had admitted that he loved her, but the festering doubt was beginning to pick away at her weary mind.

As much as she didn't want to admit it, Belle was scared. The maddening fear of living without his love, without any love, brought shivers to her body. She didn't need to imagine what it would be like. She had lived that way for 30 years. Belle could now remember the solitude, the insanity that had creeped into her mind in the months leading up to the curse (at least she hoped it was her own insanity and not a reflection of what Rumple was going through), the pain that exploded in her chest the moment Regina told Rumple of her supposed death and how it had never faded until the curse had swept everything away. She wasn't overly fond of the idea that any of those things might happen again.

"Belle."

She was startled by Rumplestiltskin grasping her hand in his own, steadying it. When had she started trembling?

"Trust me love. I'll protect you."

And with her hand cradled in his, Belle could almost believe him. She could almost believe that there wasn't a chance that her lovely coward wouldn't lie to himself and cast her aside ever again, that his desire for power couldn't triumph over their happiness. Belle knew better though, but with their fingers entwined she felt that it was worth the chance. And while Rumple looked out at the swirling magic with glee as he felt his power, the darkness return, Belle instead looked at the purple miasma with trepidation. Still, while holding his hand, she could be brave for the sake of love.

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I'm doing an OTP 30 day challenge in honor of OUAT coming back on TV in a month and RUMBELLE (the fucking ship that has been tearing my heart apart since February). This was yesterday's pic.

Day 1: Holding Hands

Tumblr: [link]
Next: [link]