#1987 beauty & the beast

[atomic-chronoscaph]

Ron Perlman and Linda Hamilton - Beauty and the Beast (1987)

[zoeloveconvers99]

This is out of fun and personal ideas and i watched more versions but I was tired to find them all

[iolaussharpe-24]

Am I just a delusional shipper or does this feel like it should have been a thing?

Spoilers for Gargoyles (1972) ahead.

"Go on, your voice pleases me."

"'The sin was not my own, but forced upon me by the incubus; who overnight did slip into my bedchamber and taunt and seduce me with demon's promises until I was as if on fire. He was of uncommon height and finely built. A devil's face of frightful beauty that did put me in a spell. I had no will of my own, but did let the incubus do his will until I was driven mad.'"

Those are actual lines out of the movie. I didn't paraphrase. At all. I played the scene where she was reading out of the book, and typed every word she said. This is a movie about demons who "sometimes take human women" who are trying to conquer the world. Also, in this movie, the gargoyles with wings are the breeders. This one says as much. He was basically the leader. His reaction to being told that he's lost is literally, "Not as long as there are two winged breeders."

Also, the way the gargoyle acts when he first sees Diana just SCREAMS "shipping fuel". If this were written in the modern day, they would have done it. You can't convince me otherwise. You know why I say that?

BECAUSE THE 90s DID IT!!!

I don't care that these two stories have nothing to do with one another. This is a really good comparison. And, even if it wasn't, I have plenty of fuel for this fire. (I don't even need my usual go-to of vampire movies to prove this point.)

Diana and The Gargoyle fit into two categories that I love and frequently ship. Hero/Villain (though I guess this is more damsel/villain) and Human/Monster. I'm going to give examples from both categories that I will die shipping. (They overlap quite a bit, actually.)

Jareth the Goblin King x Sarah Williams

Katara x Prince Zuko

Rey x Kylo Ren/Ben Solo

Vlad Dracula x Mina Murray/Mina Harker

Erik x Christine Daaé

Batman/Bruce Wayne x Catwoman/Selina Kyle

Elisa Esposito x The Amphibian Man

Catherine Chandler x Vincent

So, with all that context in mind,

DOES THIS REALLY LOOK LIKE THAT MUCH OF A STRETCH?!?!

[randomfoggytiger]

"No One Gets There Alone"

The X-Files and Beauty and the Beast 1987 crossover. A sequel of sorts to "I Know You. It's What I Do."

Dedicated to @amplifyme, once again (and always), for introducing me to the World Below.

*-*-*-*-*

It was a year later: cancer had taken root, and Dana Scully hadn’t thought about the significance of age thirty-two since she emerged from the New York tunnels. 

“Thirty-three,” she murmured, staring at the Apollo 11 eagle and stars twirling around and around with her keys.

“What?” Mulder turned away from the basement door, his own keys suspended mid-air as his chin tilted to match hers.

She rolled the moment away, rolled her head sideways, rolled her thumb once more over her birthday medallion before trotting forward down the hallway, coat swishing in time with his and her steps.

He caught up effortlessly and beat her to the car.

*-*-*-*-*

“Thirty-three,” Mulder said over noodles, taking a quick, wolfish breath to blow over his soup broth.

Of course he wouldn’t let this go. “What about it?”

They could have danced around the issue, takeout paper bowls heating their clammy hands as each probed and deflected further and further from the more personal, perilous nature of his request. 

“Seemed… big, back there.” 

Big: a detached, all-inclusive, non-committal catch-all. Scully appreciated the tact.

“It’s just.” She pursed her lips, lowered her increasingly stained chopsticks. “Last year, when we investigated the string of murders in in New York--”

“The deaths in Central Park?” Mulder was shifting: not just his posture-- his whole demeanor was withdrawing, drawing into himself. Odd, she thought. Another twist inline with journal peeping and birthday acknowledgements.

“We never discussed it in-depth but… the woman I told you about, Diana Bennett? She said something that I’d forgotten-- until tonight, oddly enough.” 

“What?”

“‘I was thirty-two when my life changed'. I guess what struck me is... I was thirty-two then; and she knew, somehow. She said she wanted to help me 'start my own thirty-two'." This was rapidly evolving into an important conversation; and one, Scully decided, rising to store her soup in the kitchen, that required purposed focus. She returned empty-handed, noticing her partner had set his food aside. “It didn’t…. It didn’t hit me until now that Melissa was thirty-two when I was taken against my will, and returned. And that Melissa was thirty-three when she was murdered.” 

His mouth popped open; his breaths slowed, stilled, through practiced concentration. “And that means...?” 

“I don’t know. All I know is, I'm now the same age my sister was when she died."

“When she was murdered, Scully.” The distinction between the specifics of 'murdered' and the broad generalities of ‘died’ mattered to him, then. Any other time it would matter to her, too. 

“I’m not--.” She stopped, sighed roughly through her nose. It was imperative he understood. “I’m not giving up, Mulder. I told you: I won’t let this thing beat me.” Watching his shoulders droop with relief, she added, “But….”

“You’re wondering if it means something.” 

Her partner’s eyes were a shadowy, secretive green when she looked up.

“No. It does-- mean something to me. But why?”

*-*-*-*-*

Mulder was never one to dwell long in silence: spiraling into melancholic bouts of reflection and distemper or flying off and away before those dark moments descended. It fell to either one of them to break the tension, deflect the mood, or jump on the next lead or topic. It wasn’t a surprise, then, when he looked down to flex his restless fingers-- gathering resolve, she vaguely supposed, to voice a different thought he’d flicked to. 

“Scully, did I ever tell you what happened in Central Park?” 

“No,” she confessed, poised against the shift in his tone. “You only said you’d heard the angels sing.” 

“And you wrote that in your report to Skinner.” 

“Yes. And he decided we'd possibly ingested too many sewer fumes and put us on mandatory leave. Why? You read my report.” 

“But you never mentioned Diana Bennett or her story, or Vincent or the Tunnels.” 

Scully sighed, craning her neck upward. “Mulder, for all we know Diana Bennett and whoever her cohort was overheard our conversations and decided to, to lead us through an elaborate prank. There was no proof what she’d said was true, nor that she, and whoever Vincent is, was part of the murders.” 

“So you don’t believe her?”

Mulder wouldn’t let her eyes go, and she knew she was caught. “I don’t know if I believe everything she said, but she seemed to believe it.” 

“I saw it, Scully.” 

“Saw what?”

“I saw the Tunnels, I saw Vincent. I spoke with Vincent. I saw some of where they live. I saw--” he stumbled for a word, scrunching his face for a second, “-- the Chamber of the Winds. I saw the study, I saw their patchwork existence, I saw… I heard the angels sing.” 

She didn’t know what to say. For a half second, she considered taking up Skinner’s line of reasoning. “Mulder--”

“I know what I witnessed, Scully. People live down there, good people. Outcasts, wanderers, loners-- they formed a free society. I was told children are born and grow and thrive there.” He laughed, a wheezing, deflated noise through his grinning lips. “There was a Samantha there, too. She wasn’t…. Vincent had a recording of her singing along with some kids. She leads the choir down Below.” 

“Wh….” What was there to do, or to say, to properly measure this revelation? “Why didn’t you tell me?” 

Mulder shook his head, flexed his whole hand. “I don’t know. Maybe because you seemed….” 

Her voice had sunk to an involuntary whisper. “What did I seem?”

He moved closer, only a little closer, to stifle his fidgets. “Like thirty-two wasn’t your year.” 

*-*-*-*-*

“What made you believe him, Mulder?”

“Who?” 

Evasive maneuvers. But she wasn’t Skinner; and she wouldn’t be put off. “Vincent. What did he say that made you keep everything secret?” From me, she didn’t clarify; but she thought of the key chain he’d given her, and thought of her ideals of teamwork. 

There was a struggle: his cheek muscle twitched violently, his eyes darted away, his legs shifted in restless impatience. Trust won out. “He had everything, Scully, tucked away under the city. A home, a family, a shared community. Love.” Mulder recaptured her gaze. “All of it was built on a tenuous foundation of secrecy, and so constantly in danger from threat of exposure that I couldn’t betray them, to anyone. He and Diana… they were fighting for their own truth. And we Mulders,” he added, bitterly, “know how to keep secrets.” 

Scully kicked her foot at him with a one-two poke. “That’s a pretty big secret, Mulder.” 

“Yeah?” He looked unwound, exhausted. Ready to drop. The night, it would seem, was drawing to a close. 

“Yeah.” 

Goodbyes were coming: he standing, she following; both of them casting one last glance at her tidy key bowl and shiny new key ring; she locking the door after he disappeared. It was now or never to remind him that thirty-three was a new year-- that she needed to know everything he hadn’t told her in thirty-two. 

Instead, she said, “Good night, Mulder.”

Instead, he smiled, and nodded, and led the way to the door. 

*-*-*-*-*

Thanks for reading~

Enjoy!

Tagging @today-in-fic.

[theashandpaper]

My favorite man-imal.

[historicalreusedcostumes]

This Green costume with golden on is worn on uknown actor as Beauty brother in Beauty and the Beast (1987) and later worn on Lysette Anthony as Princess Gilda in The Emperor's New Clothes (1987)

[thenextcelestialchapter]

AAAH I'M SO EXCITED I LOVE HOW GOOD THIS COMM OF MY CHARS CAME OUT! *_* Drawn by the mega talented verodoodles!

These are my characters Eleonor and Leojoel, from a story I'm planning called "Eleonor and the Everskippers of the Beyondmore"! They're kinda inspired by the version of Beauty and the Beast starring Linda Hamilton and Ron Perlman, so I asked the artist to draw them in a pose similar to a picture of the characters that inspired them:

So super stoked to have a pic of these two posed so romantically, it came out so gorgeous, TYSM! X3

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Do you ship it?

[ariel-seagull-wings]

ARTWORK BY RITA TERRELL

@themousefromfantasyland @thealmightyemprex @princesssarisa

[amplifyme]

George R.R. Martin on Writing TV's "Beauty and the Beast."

The show has a devoted cult following. What do you think draws them to it 30 years later?

It was such a literate show and such a smart show. Vincent may have been a beast but he was highly read and always fond of quoting poetry and citing Shakespeare and dropping in a sonnet from one poet or another. That had an enormous effect. We would get letters from librarians across the country about all the people who would come into the libraries on Monday after we’d aired on Friday saying, “What was that poem Vincent read?” They were going back to Shakespeare. 

I was able to do an episode called “Ozymandias” where we had Ron Perlman read the entirety of the poem by Shelley. To be able to do that kind of thing was amazing, to work in some of the classics of English literature that way. Vincent was an intellectual who loved words and stories and poems. He was not by that reason like a geek or a figure the other characters made fun of but was in fact a classic, Romantic, Byronic hero. Being able to bring that to television, to a mass audience, was great.

The production values were also pretty ambitious for the time. 

It was a gorgeous-looking show. There was a beautiful, lush look to the whole Underground world. By the standards of 2017, television has come so far in terms of its cinematography and its look. But if you compare Beauty and the Beast from 1988 in terms of the other shows that were on, the photography was so lush, the sets and costumes, the Beast makeup created by Rick Baker — it took Ron four hours to get in and out of it. You could stand next to him at the craft services and not tell he was even wearing makeup, it was so brilliantly done. (x)

[fitsofgloom]

Breaking Away With The Beast of Both Worlds: The original '80s "Beauty & The Beast" TV series has been on my mind more than a bit lately. It's an election year, so a certain segment of the press is naturally drumming up a late '80s Fear City-inspired panic (the show's setting, the female lead suffering a frightful Central Park Jogger-like attack) about the lawless Big Apple to portray it as if it was "The Warriors," "The New York Ripper," or "Escape From New York." The city's had multiple cases of ill-advised and even fatal cases of subway surfing over the past two years. The Beastman Vincent, in one of the series's best conceits, would ride atop the sideway like he was bodysurfing to valiantly come to the aid of the imperiled heroine. I can see how the face of homelessness has changed on the streets due to the income gap and housing shortages, so much so that the World Below as depicted on the show -- I recall news reports back when it first aired covering the Mole People who had retreated into the city's netherworld beneath the concrete as evidence of failed big city governance -- as a subterranean haven for society's embittered and beleaguered dropouts is seeming evermore plausible.

[brienneoftarth]

Beauty and the Beast was a TV series starring Linda Hamilton and Ron Perlman in the 1980's. George R.R. Martin was one of the writers and producers. It's also strange. This will be my last video for a long time as I'll be giving birth in three weeks.

[jollyhaunt]

how is it that we get them in the same series but different episodes TWICE

[strangenocturne]

started watching Beauty and the Beast from 1987 and it’s cheesy as all hell but I’m a monster fucker so I love me a monster man lol

[randomfoggytiger]

TXF interview with a BATB mention:

When Gillian Anderson became unexpectedly pregnant, supervising producer Howard Gordon thought he was jinxed. He had produced the earlier hit Beauty and The Beast. Its star Linda Hamilton became pregnant, and the show died.

[theylooklikehumanbeings]

Charcters I rp!

Horror

- House of 1000 Corpses - Baby Firefly, Otis Driftwood, Captain Spaulding and RJ Firefly

Black Christmas- Billy Lenz House of Wax- Bo and Vincent Sinclair RZ! Halloween- Mikey Myers IT- Henry Bowers, Patrick Hocksetter, Penneywise, Richie and Eddie. Scream- Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, and Charlie Walker Texas Chainsaw- Bubba, Nubbins, and Choptop Sawyer The Lost Boys- all of the lost boys, Star, Michael and Sam Emerson Chucky (series)- Charles Lee Ray (or chucky), Tiffany Valentine, and Nica Pierce (or chucky possessing Nica). American horror story- pretty much any character its to many to name T-T Fright Night: Jerry Dandrige Sweeney Todd: Sweney Tood himself and Mrs. Lovetts. Stranger Things: Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler, Henry Creel and Jonathan Byers (I'm also willing to talk about playing other characters I love Stranger Things). Misc. Slahers: Martin (Martin 1977), Patrick Bateman (American Psycho 2000)

Disney

Beauty and the Beast: Prince Eric, Gaston and Belle Hocus Pocus: Winifred, Sarah and Mary Sanderson, Binx (human or cat), and Billy Butcherson.

Anime

Cowboy Bebop- Spike Spiegel, Faye Valentine, Ed, and Vincent Volaju

80's movies

Breakfast Club: Bender, Allison Bill and Ted: obviously Bill and Ted, Evil! Bill and Ted too Heathers: Veroncia and JD

Games

John Doe: John Doe obviously

Comics

Chaos! comics: Lady death, Evil Ernie, Purgatori (and maybe some others I can’t think of their names off the top of my head)

Gifs under here :3