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For Your Consideration 2025 (@the-chipped-cup-awards)

First of all, please, do read this post till the end, there are some nice little Rumbelle things I'm offering for your consideration, I promise! I just need to wallow in my shame for a bit first 😅

Here's what I wrote in my FYC post last year:

Basically, I started off my third year in the fandom with great ambitions (as I did the previous two years) and now, on the cusp of my fourth year in the fandom, we see how "well it went", how much I did last year: literal z e r o

I am deeply ashamed of it because I really do love Rumbelle and I did even have some rewatches last year and ideas and all but real life and my attention span of a gold fish when it comes to fandoms meant that I was constantly pulled into another direction by some thing or another... which doesn't meant to say that I had no say in the matter - I did, and honestly, I have no good excuse as to why I neglected the couple that is still one of my absolute favorite couples to ever couple, I just did 🤷‍♀️😣

Now, we've seen how these promises go, so I'm not gonna make any big proclamations this year and just see how it goes next January (it would be funny if 2026 turned out to be the year I actually make tons of stuff, wouldn't it? cheating the system, that's what we'd call it 😁 but let's not get ahead of ourselves).

So, without further ado, I offer for your consideration some things I made in 2023 and 2024 which never won anything:

Fanfics

Premonition - a ficlet written for the 1st Round of Rumbelle Showdown 2023, for the prompts ""; EF!Rumbelle hurt/comfort

Belle and Rumple are slowly growing closer as they spend evenings in each other's company in the Dark Castle.

Then, when one day Rumplestiltskin is called away for a deal in the middle of their conversation and doesn't return for an hour, Belle begins to worry.

Possible nominations: Best Comfort, Best One-Shot, Best Short Fic, Best Dark Castle, Best Drama, Best Trope (sickfic), Best English Language, Best Belle, Best Dark One Rumple

His ray of light - a ficlet written for the 2nd Round of Rumbelle Showdown 2023, for the prompts ""; human AU, major character injury, possible MCD

Alan Gold is in a happy, healthy relationship for the first time in what might be his whole life.

But when one day a figure from his past unexpectedly shows up at his beloved's doorstep, it might mean the end not only of his happiness, but life itself.

Possible nominations: Best Death, Best Hurts So Good, Best One Shot, Best Short Fic, Best Storybrooke, Best Drama, Best AU - Original, Best English Language, Best Mr Gold

Sacred promise - originally written as a starter for my rp partner, I also decided to post it as a ficlet; season 6 fix-it without all the breakup bullsh*t

Belle's and Rumple's baby boy has kicked for the first time.

Rumple has major feelings about it.

Possible nominations: Best Family, Best Fix-it, Best One Shot, Best Short Fic, Best Storybrooke, Best AU – Based on Once Upon A Time, Best Trope (kiss to the baby bump), Best English Language, Best Mr Gold

Say the word - a David Russell/Lacey French ficlet

David confronts Lacey about the prick that's been pestering her.

Possible nominations: Best Romance, Best One-Shot, Best Crossover Fic, Best English as Second Language Fic, Best Trope (I will kill for you), Best Lacey, BEST ANYEM FIC

A lie (might be better than the real thing) - a David Russell/Hiero ficlet I wrote while trying out this fun writing site

David ponders his developing relationship with Hiero, its dangers and attraction.

Possible nominations: Best One-Shot, Best Crossover Fic, Best English ad Second Language Fic, BEST ANYEM FIC

Welcome home - a Renard/Belle French tiny ficlet

Belle welcomes Victor home.

Possible nominations: Best Romance, Best One-Shot, Best Crossover Fic, Best English as Second Language Fic, BEST ANYELLE FIC

Gifsets

this "happy ending at the end of realms" set

Possible nominations: Best Fan Art, Best Graphic Art, Best Fluff Art, Best Use of Color

this silly little Woven Beauty set

Possible nominations: Best Fan Art, Best Graphic Set, Best AU in Art

this David Russell/Belle French gif set

Possible Nominations: Best Fan Art, Best Graphic Art, Best AU in Art

this Golden Lace (in)correct quote

Possible Nominations: Best Fan Art, Best Graphic Art, Best AU in Art, Best Smutty Art

this "Belle tells Rumple she is pregnant" set (what do you mean it's not how it went?)

Possible Nominations: Best Fan Art, Best Graphic Art, Best AU in Art, Best Fluff Art

Moodboards

this hiero moodboard

Possible Nominations: Best Fan Art, Best Graphic Art, Best Use Of Color

this hiero x weaver moodboard

Possible Nominations: Best Fan Art, Best Graphic Art, Best AU in Art

this bellish AU moodboard

Possible Nominations: Best Fan Art, Best Graphic Art, Best AU in Art, Best Angsty Art

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I heard "Renbelle" and here I am with a little prompt/headcanon)

Renard is not okay with his... bullet situation. But he insists that he accepted it, that he is fine with it, etc... The harder he insists, the less okay he actually is. Belle, ever perceptive, sees right through him.

So this is my first foray back into renbelle (and fanfic in general) in approx six centuries. Hope you enjoy ;-;

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It felt like another lifetime when Belle had felt relief about the bullet in Renard’s brain slowly killing him so that she could eventually go home. These days, the home she yearned for was his arms, squeezing her just a little too tightly so he could feel the pressure and know she was there.

She knew he didn’t like her wandering the base, that a part of him feared she’d be attacked or that she would escape, but she knew that there were enough men on her side that an attack wouldn’t be a problem, and she didn’t want to escape.

When Renard wanted to hide, he was impossible to find, but Belle had an inkling of where he might be today, so she meandered down the halls, waving to guards as she passed. The guards outside her own room had offered to accompany her, but Renard wouldn’t have wanted them to see them together even if he might have preferred that Belle not be alone.

Just as she thought she would, she found him in his control room, glowering at his reflection in a compact mirror.

“Renard?”

He jumped, slamming the compact shut, and the fact that he hadn’t noticed her come in told her just how important it was that she had.

“What are you doing here?” he demanded, hands clenched tightly enough to hurt—if he could have felt it.

“I missed you.” She sat in the chair usually reserved for Lagunov and rested her palms atop his fists. When he didn’t look down, she pressed her nails into his wrist.

That got his attention. He loosened his grip, allowing her to take both hands in hers and lace their fingers together.

“I would have come by tonight,” he said. His gaze strayed toward the closed compact. She knew he’d been staring at his scar, thinking about the bullet traveling further and further down. His last CT scan showed it moving for the first time in a few months. She didn’t like to think about it.

“Didn’t you miss me now though?” She nudged his knees with hers, and was finally rewarded with his full attention.

“I always miss you.”

He looked like he wanted to kiss her, but he only ever did when they were alone, tucked up together in their own little world. In the light of day, it was like he didn’t believe she was there. Sometimes she didn’t believe she was there.

Keeping hold of his hands, she stood to kiss him on the forehead, then settled into his lap instead. As she’d hoped, he wrapped his arms around her and rested his head against her shoulder.

“Are you dwelling?” she asked. She wanted to touch his scar while his eyes were closed, but he didn’t like anyone to touch it, so she wouldn’t violate his trust.

“Of course not,” he scoffed. “Just thinking about where to set myself on fire to go out with the most glory.”

“I don’t want you to blow yourself up.” She cupped his cheek, knowing he would see that, and he tilted his head so she could run her fingers across his stubbly chin.

“It doesn’t matter,” he said. “What’s done is done.”

She tilted his chin up to look at her, but he wouldn’t meet her eyes.

“Renard.”

“What?”

“Look at me.”

“Why don’t you go back to your room?”

“Renard.”

“I’m fine.”

She pursed her lips, still gripping his chin, and he rolled his eyes.

“Fine.” He cupped her cheek with the hand not supporting her back, fingers digging in harder than usual. He wanted to feel her in his hands. “Are you happy now?”

“I’m always happy with you.” She turned her face to kiss his palm, and he watched her, all his focus finally on her.

“You don’t have to comfort me,” he said. “I’m fine.”

“Okay,” she said. “So you’re fine. Maybe I’m not fine.”

He frowned, hand flexing at her hip. “What’s wrong?”

“I don’t like thinking about it.” She tapped him on the forehead, not wanting to acknowledge it out loud. “I just want to hold you.”

He licked his lips, glancing back at the compact. She plucked it off the desk and stuck it in her pocket—it was hers anyway.

“You need comfort?” he asked.

“Desperately,” she said. “I’m dwelling.”

They both knew she was massaging the truth, that Belle could never be as haunted by the bullet as he himself was, but Renard slid both his arms underneath hers, crushing her to him, and kissed her collar.

“You may hold me,” he said, and she nearly laughed as she wrapped her arms around him. Even if he couldn’t feel exactly where her arms laid across his shoulders or exactly the way her hand cupped his head, he could still feel safe and warm and held.

“Thank you.” She kissed his head, sure to make the loudest smacking sound she could so that he’d know, and she felt him smile against her.

“I never dwell,” he mumbled into her chest.

“I know,” she said, and kissed him once more.

#renbelle #anyelle #anyelle fic #ace-cf-cups #new update

I got the Renbelle bug, so I'm re-reading On the Mountaintops of Russia for the hundredth time and studiously avoiding plot bunnies. Damn you, complex and magnetic character from a generic Bind movie. Why must you be so compelling???

#renbelle #anyelle #damn you bobby

Renbelle 5 and 15.

Wow this is the first Renbelle question in years!

Guilty pleasures

Renard - If there’s any guilt to be had it’s not in the pleasures I take, but the lives. Pleasure simply is. A good book, a fine wine, a night at the symphony. If there is one pleasure I take that might be guilty it’s in taking Belle as my own.

Belle - I chose to be with Victor without a wedding first. The priests would say... No, they don’t matter. Being with Victor, having him touch me, is pleasure. If there’s any guilt it’s at least my choice.

What it takes to make them cry

Renard - I stopped crying many years ago. Now I don’t believe I’m even capable. When I stand in the doorway watching Belle rock our daughter and sing to her it may feel if there is a tear.

Belle - Being frightened, but that’s not very often with Victor. Missing him, when we were separated. When I think about the bullet that he says will kill him someday, and know that he can’t feel my touch.

#renbelle #Anonymous darling

For Your Consideration 2024 (@the-chipped-cup-awards)

As with 2023, I started 2024 off with great ambitions regarding writing and gifing and editing:

I ended up posting [in 2023] only a handful of gifsets, three ficlets, two of which I wrote for Rumbelle Showdown (shoutout to @jackabelle73 for hosting this wonderful event last year, by the way), and 0 fanvids/edits. I'm not particularly proud of it, and I really, really wanna make much more content this year.

And, as with 2023, I ended up posting only a handful of little things, a couple of moodboards and gifsets and a couple of tiny ficlets. Honestly? I'm a little baffled as to how it happened (it feels like only yesterday I was writing that post and looked forward to creating much more Rumbelle and Anyelle content in 2024... where did the time go? 😅) and more than a little ashamed, especially considering 2024 was the year I really got into Anyelle.

We've already seen how this promises go, but I really really really do hope I'll have enough time and spoons and inspiration to write and edit and gif and put together much much more things on this blog and in this fandom. Guess we'll see next year how well it went?)

As for now, I offer to your consideration what little I wrote and made in the years 2023 and 2024.