Script: Evan Stanley
Art: Tracy Yardley, Jim Amash, Jack Morelli & Matt Herms
Cover: Evan Stanley
Variant Cover: T. Rex

ENTER THE FINAL FIGHT FOR THE FUTURE! “The Silver Age” part four: The finale to Silver’s latest adventure! Silver simply doesn’t have the might to stop the creature menacing his time. Maybe the combined brain power of Gold and Prof. von Schlemmer can help! It’s a knock-down, drag-out fight for the fate of the future with a shocking ending you’ll never see coming-even if you’re psychic! Featuring cover art by the “Silver Age” writer herself, Evan Stanley, plus a special “Movie Poster Variant” by the terrific T. Rex!
On Sale Date: 11/25 | 32-page, full color comic | $3.99 U.S

anonymous asked:

Can you recommend me some smutty Rumbelle?

I certainly can! Hold onto your enchanted hats and hide the children, ‘cause Belle and Rumple striking each other’s deals all night long is what Rumbelle does best.

We did WHAT?

Read on for my favorites— if I’ve missed some of yours, please add to the list.

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anonymous asked:

While I'm interested in Pokespe, I'm not up to reading a long series, at least right now, so if it's not much of a trouble, could you summarize the chapters or arcs? Thanks much.

Oh boy, I’ll try to be as brief as I can. Pokespe is based on the games and the names of the main characters are from the game names themselves so there. Here we go…

  • RGB - Red goes off on a Pokemon adventure to further improve his skills. He meets enemies (Team Rocket) and friends (Blue) along the way to go against his rival, Green, in the Kanto League. Pretty standard start.
  • Yellow - A year after Red wins the Kanto League, he receives a challenge letter and mysteriously disappears, save for his beat up Pika who escapes the ambush to seek help. Yellow, a trainer who Pika got along with pretty quick, goes on a quest to find the missing Red.
  • GSC - After Silver steals a Totodile from Prof. Elm’s lab, Gold decides to go after the thief while Prof. Oak asks a Pokemon-catching pro, Crystal/Crys to aid him in completing the Pokedex. Things go from bad to worse when trouble lurks in Johto that forces the three to work together along with the Kanto Dexholders, Yellow included.
  • RS - Ruby, a pokemon coordinator, goes against his father’s will of battling Pokemon and runs away just after they have moved from Johto to the Hoenn region. He meets a barbaric trainer, Sapphire, and they end up with a deal where Ruby has to conquer all the Pokemon contests while Sapphire has to defeat all Pokemon Gym in a span of 80 days.
  • FRLG (This is my fave arc holy shit.) - Years later in Kanto, Blue goes off to finally meet her parents for the first time. Silver tries to trace back his past to find his own family and ends up in Viridian City where Yellow helps him up. Red and Green visits Prof. Oak as his request, only to find his lab trashed and a note ordering them to surrender their Pokedex.
  • Emerald - Emerald, along with Ruby and Sapphire are tasked to capture the wish granting Jirachi for an important reason. Gold and Crys also returns to aid their fellow younger dexholders.
  • DP and Pt - I never finished reading these do IDK. I’m not the biggest Sinnoh fan.
  • HGSS - I have yet to reread this but apparently, shit starts up in Johto again.
  • BW - Pokemon trainer Black sets his heart on winning the league but bumps into White of BW Agency. After an accident that sticks the two together, they find a threat that could separate humans from Pokemon for good.
  • B2W2 - The heck is this. Gotta read this.
  • XY - THIS TOO. I need to catch up.

This is all from memory. Forgive me if I made a mistake or something.

Essays II Student!Belle and Professor!Gold AU

Belle is a student in Prof. Gold’s class. When she accidentally turns in erotic fiction rather than an essay to her favorite professor things get…well I can imagine you know how things get.

(( I did the thing. It’s rubbish and I’m sorry for that but I did the thing! ))

Essays. Essays were Prof. Rodric Gold’s favorite thing to grade. Partially for the groans he heard from his students every time he assigned one, and partially for the few gems he got every year from students who seemed to know what they were doing. Needless to say, he was known throughout the university for being a hardass, and he quite enjoyed his reputation.

This year, the essay gems were coming from one Belle French. She was entering her last year of college, signing up for his Fairy Tale Genre Study course purely as an elective for her minor of creative writing, which he found quite interesting for a Library Science major. Miss French not only seem to understand the material but enjoy it. She thrived when she was writing essays, and Gold couldn’t bring himself to regret the decision of making the final assignment an essay rather than some multiple choice test. It wasn’t too hard. His students simply needed to talk about a fairy tale character and their role in mythology or why that character was misunderstood. They would turn the essays in using the online university homepage, and he would print them out and rip them to shreds. It was therapeutic, really.

He sat down in his study with his glass of scotch, sifting through the essays and stretching his bad leg out. Some took the easy way, talking about the symbolism behind the big bad wolf throughout the fables or about how sleeping beauty was misunderstood simply because of the fact that the Disney rendition of the movie was more about the fairies than her. He was just beginning to lose his patience with the constant typos and grammar errors when Belle French’s name appeared on the top left corner of the next paper. She’d chosen to talk about Rumpelstiltskin.

Gold relaxed instantly, pouring himself another glass of scotch as he sat back for a good read. Idly, he wondered if she’d done this on purpose, since he’s mentioned in one of his lectures that Rumpelstiltskin was his favorite fairy tale. He doubted the lovely Miss French was the type to brown nose, but it was working either way.

As he read, though, it became abundantly clear that a mistake had been made. A big mistake. Somehow, Belle French had not turned in an essay at all.

If it had been any other student he would have immediately given them an F with a strongly worded scolding and went on with his grading. But he knew this wasn’t like Belle French. She was always diligent with her work. This much have been a slip-up. And damn if she didn’t know how to weave a story, which was what this was. A story.

A story about Rumpelstiltskin and a princess who he was teaching to spin straw into gold. In a very…intimate way. Kissing her neck, running his hands over her body. And making her…making her…

He needed to email her. Tell her what happened. Demand she provide her proper essay. Give her a scolding for ruining his whole night of grading. But he couldn’t move, was barely aware that he’d taken another swig of his scotch, because the princess had blue eyes and brown curls and all he could think (all he could ever think when his mind wandered and he was only since meeting the damn girl) was his own hands on Belle French, making her gasp and moan as Rumpelstiltskin was doing to the princess. Hearing his name on her lips as he made her scream.

Oh he was in trouble. But so was she, it seemed. Because the imp called her “dearie” and had brown eyes and hair with wisps of grey despite it being curly. It was about them. She’d written fairy tale erotic fiction about them, and the thought alone was enough to make him groan.

His pants were impossibly tight, It was with great effort that he left the study and found his computer, beginning the email to Be– Miss French. He should explain things. Tell her what happened. But despite his fierce reputation he was a coward, and he simply asked her to meet him in his office that afternoon. He could tell her then. He more or less had to, didn’t he?

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The Professor Gold Series (read here)

Sweet Cheeks

Belle streaks campus, and Professor!Gold is there to see it.

Nothing puts Professor Archimedes Gold in quite so foul a temper as his Friday afternoon ‘Physics For Poets’ class. The spotty-faced undergraduate dunderheads scowl down at him from their padded lecture hall seats, and he scowls right back, wondering how so fine a career as his could ever have come to this.

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