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What do you mean I “have a problem”? :,,,3

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awwww omg, thank you so much for the mention darling!! i miss this fandom so, so much and i’m so sorry i’ve been ridiculously inactive for a while:( i’m hoping to start writing more gafou again (i definitely will if they come out with a gaston&lefou movie!!).

your artwork still holds an incredibly special place in my heart, skippy - especially that pirate illustration in particular. i go back to look at it at least once every month or so. i have so many old drafts and story ideas saved up in my notes, and i promise i’ll get to them someday soon 🥰

I saw your art in plantyourtreeswithme's work on ao3. Its absolutely stunning

Oh? OH was that the pirate thing for @gastvn ? I’m glad it’s still getting reads! And thank you so much! 💕⭐️💕

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Follower Friday Request by lumiereandcogsworth   ↳Prince Adam in Beauty and the Beast (2017)

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i think the Most Extreme thing abt the whole fading thing is that afterwards? they're functional objects. i mean, a corpse is still recognizable as like 'human' or 'was a human' so we can feel pity and whatever towards it, but the staff's not even close to human anymore. no empathy can be given unless you knew about the curse. if someone found the castle, they'd light up a footman, peer at a major-domo, try to cook food using a literal chef. but not really, bc That's What The Staff Is Now.

what an A++++++++++++ fucking gothic fucking awesome ask. holy shit. holy fuck. i fucking love this FOREVER

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vgault883 said:

That's a shame cause I do love these fics. Do you know anyone that would write this?

this fandom is mostly dead and i don’t know anyone who is currently posting gafou writing here besides myself. there is not currently a female!gaston tag on ao3, but maybe you can take a look at the gafou tag and see if there’s anything there. if you’re going to continue to ignore what i wrote for you and keep pestering me instead, then please leave me alone

Lefou with a female gaston??

1) i don’t change relationships that are originally gay into straight ones

2) i don’t feel particularly inclined to answer more of your requests, since you didn’t feel inclined to reblog or comment on the last one i answered for you. sorry.

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thecheesecracker said on “Hi love stories about Gafou...”:

God I still love your writing.

thank you kindly, dear! i really appreciate your feedback. i’m trying to come back to this fandom slowly but surely now that school’s over. hoping to post more of my writing soon xx

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Lefou with a female gaston??

1) i don’t change relationships that are originally gay into straight ones

2) i don’t feel particularly inclined to answer more of your requests, since you didn’t feel inclined to reblog or comment on the last one i answered for you. sorry.

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Hi love stories about Gafou. Would you ever write one about Lefou with a female gaston. Or Lefou saves Gaston in time from falling off the castles bridge.

Have truly missed these two.

This ficlet’s also on AO3!

ALWAYS

“Let go.”

He stared his companion down with what he thought was a fierce gaze, but paled at the look LeFou sent him in return. He did not loosen his fingers on Gaston’s sleeve, clutching at him like one of his steel hunting traps, laying wait in the forest for an unsuspecting beast.

“Listen to me, Gaston.” LeFou’s voice, once so cheery and buoyant, effortlessly spreading sunlight and warmth to his cold limbs on crisp autumn days, was now icy. “If you go up there, you will die. He will kill you. I am sure of it.”

“You know nothing” - he tried again to wrench his arm away, but his grip did not falter - “you know nothing of what fate has in store for me. You do not know of the glory that will come when I sever that monster’s head from its body. You don’t know - you’ve never known - as if you care; as if you’ve ever cared.”

“You have no idea how wrong you are,” LeFou hissed.

Gaston spat in his face.

He regretted it instantly, watched LeFou’s visage darken, watched him open his mouth to finally cast Gaston out of his life once and for all. He waited for the blow, but it did not come - for they were both suddenly reminded that they were in the middle of some strange sort of battle, as a chandelier came swinging at their heads - and they both crouched down, thanks in part to LeFou’s continuous hold on Gaston’s arm - looking up only to find a vaguely harpsichord-shaped object soaring through the air towards LeFou - and Gaston reacted instinctively, smacking it aside with brute force, a snarl curling at his lips - and - and it was like they were - on the hillside again, mere children, their faces caked with mud and their eyes sharp with panic and the… the hunger, the dull ache… and his fear, his absolute terror, for LeFou’s safety…

He came to, gasping for LeFou as a drowned man flails for air, and his knees buckled somewhat, and he sat shakily upon the steps leading up to the west wing, choking on the tears seeping down his cheeks, as LeFou held him close, his face pressed to the fabric of the broad brown overcoat, his weeping eyes soaking the cloth, soiling it, but LeFou did not seem to mind.

“Forgive me,” he sobbed, later, into LeFou’s chest: when the fighting had ceased; when townsfolk and servants alike came to the common ground of realizing what a terrible idea this had all been after all; when Gaston expected them to turn ‘round and tear him into tiny little pieces, but instead watched, helpless, awestruck, as LeFou stood tall and kept all of them at bay.

“Forgive me,” he repeated once more, as the courtyard he’d been led to began to empty, and the fog around the castle lifted, and the wreckage became clear. “Please forgive me.”

LeFou looked at him, his head bandaged, his loose curls matted and sticking to his temples, and then -

“Always,” came the impossibly gentle reply, and it was all Gaston could do to keep from collapsing again.

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Oh my goodness!! I absolutely love your blog (especially your head cannons). Do you have any Potts family headcannons you would share with us? P.S. - Thank-You 😀

nobody ever asks about the potts family!!! thank you for thinking of the potts family!!!!!!!!! love and appreciate the potts family!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i’m not sure yet if jean potts is french—i assume so, cuz ‘jean’—but mrs. beatrice potts is definitely a Brit. She grew up in a cottage in yorkshire surrounded by a daisy-filled meadow. She constantly smells like lavender and earl gray. she waves a little union jack flag during french holidays just to piss lumiere off

her mother was a Weaver™ and a Badass™

before marrying mr. potts, mrs. potts had a…..mysterious gap year, let’s just say

make that gap years

anyway also jean took beatrice’s last name. of course

jean and beatrice moved to villeneuve pretty early on, and mrs. potts was hired as housekeeper right away. she has always been Entirely and Totally The Housekeeper

they had chip pretty late in life. they didn’t think they were going to be able to and then SURPRISE: HERE’S CHRISTOPHER, HERE TO WRECK YOUR SHIT

jean has his lil business in villeneuve, but it’s understood mrs. potts splits her time at the castle. she’s a Thriving Career Woman™

mrs. potts has always been a lil old fashioned. like even when she was 16 she was…..Old

she is everybody’s mom. everybody’s. mom.

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My Beauty and the Beast mood board!

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Behind the scenes of BATB

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Beauty and the Beast Concept Art by Karl Simon 

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commission

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Luke Evans wearing pajamas while singing ‘Circle of Life’ to a tiny dog on a beach. - (x)