#batb fic

[lumiereandcogsworth]

“How long do you think we have until she wakes up?” Belle asks in a whisper, leaning into her husband as they watch their newborn sleep in the bassinet before them.

Adam hums in thought, wrapping his arms around her. “Two… three minutes?”

Belle laughs lightly, then sighs. “Oh, love. Why won’t she ever sleep?”

“I don’t know. Perhaps she has your sense of adventure. She’s always looking around, investigating the world. She clearly doesn’t want to miss any of it.”

“She has her whole life to do that, though.”

Adam shrugs, “Well, she must also have my impatience.”

Belle chuckles again, squeezing him around the waist and smiling. She looks up at him. “Well, then, we had better savor these two minutes of peace and quiet.”

“I quite agree, my dear,” he whispers back, a smile forming on his lips as they meet for a sweet kiss.

Belle pulls back, bringing her hands up to his shoulders. “And perhaps, one of these days, we’ll be able to sleep again.”

“You’ve always been the optimist between us,” Adam grins, tugging her closer and kissing her again. One more peaceful moment before their baby wakes and the world starts spinning again.

[personinthepalace]

@princessamonrae wrote this beautiful fic based on this gorgeous fanart!! Highly recommend for everyone to check it out!! 💜

Eu fiz essas ilustrações durante o Dia dos Namorados de 2022, eu amo demais esse projeto! "Uma moça inteligente e determinada, que para salvar seu pai de uma dívida, vai trabalhar na mansão de um jovem veterano da Segunda Guerra, recluso e amargurado pelas cicatrizes em seu rosto devido ao campo de batalha." >>> I made these during brazilian's Valentine's Day 2022, and I love it so much! "An intelligent and determined lady, to save her father from a debt, decides to work on a manor of a young, World War II vet, recluse and bitter due to the scars in his face caused by the battlefield."

[rs-hawk]

Beauty and the Beast library smut please? 🙏

Since I'm doing a double upload today, "Day Three" will be a second part to Day Two. If you'd like me to continue this story or anything else for Beauty and the Beast week, my asks are open!

CW: obviously this fic contains smut and graphic depictions. It is intended for an 18+ audience. Slight dubcon/noncon?, breeding, knotting, cum, excessive sizes, pain, overstimulation, biting, blood, etc

It didn't take long for Beast to finish, his cum covering his hand and splattering on some of the books in front of him thanks to his hiding spot of the bookshelf. However, for poor Belle, she was just bringing herself to the edge repeatedly, but unable to push herself over. She was unable to keep up the pace she had set for herself with all of those fingers pushing into herself, as well as play with her clit, but when she stopped either, tears of frustration welled up in her eyes.

Beast continued to watch her as she moaned and cried, trying to set a more brutal pace to stretch herself on her fingers when she stopped circling and playing with her clit. She groaned in frustration and annoyance, it just wasn't as good without the additional stimulation, but she couldn't keep up both. Stuffing her fingers inside of her cunt, she whimpered, rocking her hips down on her fingers.

The scent of her arousal and desperation was so thick in the air that it was already making Beast's brain fuzzy, but when she once again cried out his name, he couldn't control himself. He made his way around the side of the bookshelf, immediately pushing her hand to the side and replacing her fingers with his tongue. She gasped, arching her back as his large tongue found its way deep inside of her sweet cunt, tasting how wet and aroused she was. Beast growled, grabbing her hips and pinning her down when she tried to move.

In seconds, Belle was cumming on his tongue. When she did, her body sagged back slightly, her hole pulsing pathetically around his tongue as if trying to milk him. Beast grinned as he pulled back, his large teeth teasing her inner thighs as he ran his tongue and teeth along the sensitive skin there. His fur was soaked with her juices, which embarrassed her, but he couldn't seem to care any less.

"You didn't have to do that," she said shyly, trying to close her legs to prevent him from seeing just how desperate she was for more.

"I wanted to," he muttered, roughly pushing her legs apart.

She began to squirm slightly in his chair. While she was attracted to him, she still had problems trusting him, and wasn't sure if she wanted him to continue touching her. When she opened her mouth to voice these thoughts, though, he took the opportunity to kiss her, shoving his tongue in her mouth. She groaned against it, tasting herself all over him. His large claws quickly shredded her clothing, leaving soft pink lines that sprung up in places where he had clawed at her clothing too hard.

With the pad of his finger, so as not to hurt her with his claws, he began to circle and play with her clit. She whimpered quietly, squirming again to get away from his touch. It was too much after such an intense orgasm. With his other hand, he yanked her back to him, pinning her down so it was easier to play with her clit. He pulled her tongue out of her mouth, letting her gasp and the sound of her whining be louder, filling the room they were in.

"Beast please," she whined, struggling against his strong grip. "I can't. It's too much."

"Isn't this what you were just begging for? For me to play with you? To use you for my own pleasure?" he growled lowly, his tongue darting out to lick one of her nipples, making her whine again. "Or do you want me to skip to the cumming inside of your pretty pink pussy?"

Belle blushed, her own words being repeated back to her making her feel embarrassed, almost ashamed. She couldn't believe how raunchy she had made herself sound. Granted, she hadn't expected Beast to hear her, but surely she had to have known that there was a chance, right?

While Belle was rethinking her actions, Beast took the way that she was still soaking wet and how her clit was reacting to him as an invitation. Lining up his huge cock with her tiny hole, he slowly began to push himself inside of her. This snapped her out of her thoughts, making her cry out. Even stretching herself with her fingers was no preparation for this. She was being stretched so so slowly, but only because he was moving inside of her slowly. One harsh snap of his hips and she would be wrecked, impaled on his giant length.

She tried moving off of him again, but he pinned her down, his claws digging into her skin. Now her movements annoyed him, making him bare his fangs at her, his tail flicking in irritation as he still made his way slowly inside of her.

"Isn't this what you wanted? To be pinned down and used by a monster?" he growled, having to be more rough with forcing himself inside of her when about half of his cock had been pushed inside of her. "You were just begging me to knot and use you. You went into my library, read my book, sat in my chair, and touched your wet little hole while crying my name, begging for my cock. What, now you don't want it?"

She couldn't respond, crying as she came around his cock again. She was already so close from how he had been teasing her clit again, that between his words and how his cock filled her completely, she couldn't help herself. She felt even more embarrassed, but the gush of it allowed Beast to finally bottom out inside of her.

He roared, biting on her shoulder. Part of him felt bad as the taste of her blood rushed into his mouth, but the way that she was hugging his cock drowned out any voice of guilt. She was pushing down on his cock, grinding against his knot. The things she was saying only came out as incoherent babbles, but clearly she was eager for more. For whatever he could give her, and he planned on just that.

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[firawren]

This gorgeous art is by @rain1940 to go with my fic "Transformation"!

This is Beast and Belle with their family of half-beast children about 11 years after the main action of the fic. Their kids are named Anatole, Phœbe, and Estelle. I am so in love with how adorable they came out! Thank you, Aliz!

[ao3sbatfamily]

Do you have any deaged tim fic recs?

'Bad Man' by ArtistAtHeart1

"Get away." Tim shrieked.

"Tim, it's me." Bruce stated. "Jason's arms are probably getting tired."

Tim refused to let Jason go.

"No." Tim refused.

"He doesn't seem to remember anything." Jason stated. "When I found him, he tried to run away from me, but I managed to grab him. I calmly explain that I was a friend and that I would not hurt him." Jason turned his attention to Tim. "Remember what I told you. This is Bruce. He's a friend. So is Dick." Jason pointed Tim at Dick before showing him Damian. "And Damian. You already met Alfred. Do you mind going with Bruce?"

"No." Tim denied, looking at Jason. "You."

[fizzy-dizz]

Lumiere's Sick Day: Pages 1-2 Lumiere catches the flu and is forced to stay in his room and rest. Cogsworth comes by to keep him company (whether he likes it or not!!!) Next

Ok so I've set myself a challenge this year to create a comic, and here it is! With these two buffoons <33 This is essentially just a generic sickfic except I'm not v good at writing so I'm drawing it instead LMAO

I'll be posting in two-page increments weekly, orrrr whenever I get them done. To the 3 ppl who care abt them pls enjoy!!!

[mithrilhearts]

RAZZY’S 3K FOLLOWERS CELEBRATION

↳ @sunnyrosewritesstuff asked for: “Dragonhearted”

Thorin lives a life of solitude since Smaug’s curse fell upon Erebor. That is until a brave hobbit turns the mountain upside down with little fear of Thorin’s snarls, scales and enchanted company, and learns to love a beast. [Beauty and The Beast inspired AU]

[harrowscore]

not me writing 8k words of a watchmen fanfic in a single day hahahaha

[intothewestwing]

For who could ever learn to love a Beast?

illustration of a scene from my BATB rewrite fic, “If I Can’t Love Her”

[lumiereandcogsworth]

So This is Love

Beast/Belle, Adam/Belle

Word count: 900

Tags: Introspection, Banter, Falling in Love, Missing Scene

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The Beast had forgotten what it felt like to truly live; to laugh and be happy and unburdened by misery. Belle reminded him that there was still beauty in the world; that joy was attainable, even after all hope was lost.

[magicclownjuice]

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST x DCA AU SNIPPET FOR Y'ALL CUZ WE'VE BEEN ABSENT FOR A LONG TIME LMAO

Sun pokes and prods at Moon's consciousness inside their shared headspace softly; it's a sensation they can never get quite used to. It's very much like being crammed into a tight space with someone else; very little space to breathe, too much contact all over. There are some times where they can feel themselves merging into one, identities blurred beyond recognition, wants and needs perfectly aligned. But there are other times where their wills wrestle with one another, times where they can't reach an agreement and their body suddenly shuts down on them.

This is one of those times.

Their body lays prone atop the bed, staring at the ceiling, breathing in and out softly, chasing traces of your perfume, eyes glazed over, unseeing.

"Moon," Sun says in their headspace, "I beg of you— we need to make a move soon! I— we can't do this any longer."

Moon's discomfort grows.

He had never felt this way about someone before— granted, neither had Sun. They had never cared much about other people, much less other's opinions of them. People knew that Sun was petty, punishing, and vindictive, that he was temperamental and held terrible grudges for the slightest of offenses. Moon was equally as bad; contrary to what one may think, he had never been quite sociable despite his position as the court jester. Oh no, he pretty much hated people, and that's why he took great pleasure in humiliating them, dragging them through the mud, at least verbally.

In conclusion, they were terrible people, and continued to be, until—

They met you.

You, fiery, stubborn, sweet, gorgeous you. Everything changed when they met you, in the blink of an eye, their painful familiarity was gone, replaced by uncertainty and warmth. You, you brought light along in your stride and set their hearts on fire, and oh, how much they want to bask in your radiance now, how desperately they want to curl up around you, hold you in their arms and call you theirs.

Their body heaves an involuntary sigh, clawed hands flexing, as if to reach out, get up and go find you so they can make that small fantasy come true.

Moon tries to shake the feeling off and regain control— it's too painful, thinking about the possibility of rejection. After all, they are monsters, both figuratively and literally.

Sun falls quiet, and Moon curses the fact that they share a body and a mind; Sun can feel his emotions, hear his thoughts. And he doesn't like them one bit; they stab him in all his soft, vulnerable spots.

Moon speaks, finally, even though it's unnecessary for them to communicate.

"Look at us, Sun. Do you think they'll ever see any good in us?" His voice trembles, almost a whisper, but Sun hears it loud and clear. "And even if they did now— once they know of our past, they'll leave. They'll be disgusted, they'll hate us—"

"You don't know that—"

"Neither do you."

They both fall quiet. It's true. They don't know, they will never know. Sun's resolve to confess is snuffed out at once.

The line between their selves becomes blurred once again.

"After all," their voices ring out as one, outloud. "Who could ever learn to love a beast?"

A single tear rolls down their body's cheek.

[rs-hawk]

Sorry for the delay in Day Four! I’ll be posting Day Five soon as well. Also, I only have one more spot for the BATB Week since I still have one ask in my box, so if you want yours done, hurry and submit it!

CW: this post contains graphic depictions and smut. This is intended for an 18+ audience. Knotting, excessive cum, talks of pregnancy, etc

After Beast drug his cock in and out of his pretty captive’s cunt, he was pulsing and throbbing, so close to bursting. She was hiccuping as fat tears of overstimulation poured down her face. For a moment, he just watched her whine and cry, her cunt stretched around just the tip of his cock. Her lower lip quivered as she looked up at him, her dark eyes glistening with the wet tears there.

“A-are you not going to knot me?” her voice came out as a whisper, her throat tight. She had never felt so full in her life. Part of her wanted it to never end, and if he knotted her, at least that would delay it.

He smirked, lowering his mouth to her face, his large tongue licking up her face to taste her tears, before asking, “do you want me to?”

All she could do was nod, and in seconds, he had stuffed himself back into her warm hole, his knot forcing its way inside. She grabbed onto his arms, the fur somewhat comforting as she tried not to cry out. He grunted as his knot finally popped inside of her, his cum filling her to the point that her stomach slightly extended.

To her surprise, he kissed her. His sharp teeth grazing her lips and cheeks as his lips consumed hers. He no longer tasted of her, instead he tasted of his own desire. The smell of his sweat and fur overwhelmed her just as his lips and tongue did. She arched her back slightly, her fingers now tangled in the fur of his neck. He was trying to be gentle. She could tell. His lips worked over hers with cautious care, and his tongue barely explored her mouth this time.

After the kiss, he picked her up, still stuck on his knot. He sat in the chair, holding her in his lap. A hiss escaped her lips as she was forced down on his knot, her eyes squeezing shut at the fullness. If she had thought he was stuffing her before, then this was him setting her close to bursting. However, he drew her against him, wrapping his large arms around her small frame.

With a smile, she buried her face in his fur, soothed by the warmth of his fur and body. Just as she was starting to doze off, his knot had gone down enough for him to pull out of her. She assumed he would be satisfied, or at least tired, but instead she realized quickly he was grinding his once again fully hard cock against her clit.

When she whined, fidgeting in his lap, it was like a switch in him flipped.

Before she knew it, she was on her hands and knees, his long claws holding her hips up as he was lining his cock up with her cum filled hole. Just as she found her voice, he bottomed out inside of her roughly, forcing his entire length into her.

He was like an animal, which she supposed he sort of was. He dropped to all fours, supporting his weight on his palms which were slammed onto the wooden floors on either side of her face. The creaking of the floors could barely be heard over the sound of his knot slamming against her lewd cunt with every thrust.

All she could do was moan and push back against him, though even that she barely could. He was fucking the air out of her with how fast he was going, and in this position, it felt like his tip was reaching her lungs. His back claws were scraping the floor as adjusted his footing to be able to slam himself inside of her faster.

As her tight walls pulsed around his cock, signaling she was once again close to cumming, he roared. That was all it took for her to cum on his cock again. This time it was so intense that it nearly locked poor Beast in place, his captive’s precious cunt trying so hard to milk his massive cock, drawing his cum deeper into her.

“That’s my girl. Mine. Mine,” he growled, snapping his teeth close to her ear. “I’m going to fuck this cunt until you can’t walk. You’re mine. That’s why you’re here.”

“I know. I know,” she babbled in agreement, limply reaching for his hands as she came down from her high.

“Tell me you love it. Ask me to fill you with my seed again,” he demanded, his thrusts becoming more erratic.

“I love it. I love it so much. Please knot me. I need you to cum inside of me again,” Belle begged, pushing back more against his cock now.

Beast snarled something she couldn’t hear, but in seconds, he was giving her what she wanted. Forcing his knot inside of her again, the tip of his cock buried against her cervix to dump his seed inside of her again.

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[firawren]

“Can I sleep in your bed tonight?”

Beast squirmed. “I don’t know, Belle…”

“Please? I really liked having you with me in my bed, but your bed is bigger.”

He had liked being in her bed too, but that was the problem—he liked it too much. It had been so hard to pull away from her soft body and warm mouth that morning. But it was so hard to say no to her, too.

“Alright.”

Her face lit up with delight, and she linked her arm with his. “Let’s go!”

Beast felt a nervous anticipation fluttering in his stomach as soon as they walked into his room. She’d been in here before, but never with the intention to share his bed. They walked toward it together, and Beast swallowed thickly. The bed had been magically repaired and beautified when the curse broke, but was still enormous and solid enough for a huge beast like him. He knew for a fact it could stand up to the force of his frenzied rutting, in those times when his animal lust drove him over the edge. But there would be no rutting tonight, he firmly reminded his already betraying body. Just sleeping.

As soon as they stopped by the bed, Belle started unlacing her dress, and Beast’s eyes widened. “What are you doing?”

“Getting undressed for bed. Don’t tell me you normally sleep in all your clothes.”

Normally he slept naked, but there was no way he’d be able to make it through the night in a bed with Belle if he wasn’t wearing pants. He doubted he’d get much sleep tonight as it was.

But sleeping fully dressed like he had last night was dreadfully uncomfortable. So he pulled his shirt off and left it at that. Belle had seen him like this before. This would be safe enough.

He climbed into bed and stared hard at the ceiling while his blasted beast ears picked up every hushed sound of fabric sliding over soft skin and dropping to the floor as Belle finished getting undressed.

The previous night she had been sleepy, but tonight she seemed not to be, running her hands into his mane and kissing him eagerly as soon as she was beside him. He grunted and curled a paw around her waist, holding her close as his tongue explored her mouth.

The rich scent of her arousal bloomed out from her, making Beast feel almost giddy with want. He pulled his mouth from hers to bump his snout into the crook of her neck, where her scent was even stronger. His nostrils flared as he breathed it in, filling his greedy lungs with her desire. He swept his tongue over her throat, needing to taste more of her, and she moaned and rocked closer to him.

Continue reading chapter 8 of Transformation on AO3

This gorgeous artwork by @rain1940 was commissioned by my friend @thefamilybruno to go along with my Beauty and the Beast fanfic Transformation. In chapter 8, things start getting spicy as Beast and Belle finally start sharing a bed, though they won't end up as they are in this artwork for a wee bit longer yet...

[baddybaddyadardaddy]

NO ONE LOOK AT ME, I'VE GONE INSANE

[twisting-echo]

Romantic moodboard of Belle (B&TB 2017) x Beetlejuice (Beetlejuice Beetlejuice) {BeetleBelle/BeetleRose/BookBeetle} with the themes of Day 7: Asphodel (Death, the underworld; "My regrets follow you to the grave," remembered beyond the tomb).

For: Beauty and the Beast Week 2024. Title: Beauty and the Beetle. Chapters: 1/1. Day 7 (Free day): Asphodel (Death, the underworld; "My regrets follow you to the grave," remembered beyond the tomb...) Ship: Belle (Disney)/Beetlejuice (Beetlejuice). Characters: Belle, and Bookseller (B&TB/B&TB 2017). Beetlejuice, Miss Argentina, Harry the Hunter, and Pince Vince (Beetlejuice Movies/Cartoon 1989). Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings. Additional Tags: Implied/Reference Suicide, Crossover Pairings, Crack Relationships, Fluff and Humor. Tag: @beauty-beast-week @crosspunzel

[sleep-escapes-me]

getting the urge to write beauty and the beast imodna where laudna is more of a cosmic-type horror and is unable to speak so the two of them communicate through letters and little notes sent throughout the castle. Maybe Imogen has her mind powers or she learns of them because of this situation idk yet.

I just really want Fearne to be a piece of furniture and she fucking hates it so much she increasingly tries to meddle with their relationship to get them together. and on the flipside my boy pâté is just absolutely living for the strangeness of this whole thing and not really understanding what’s going on. FCG is also furniture and is having an existential crisis

and instead of having a Gaston-type, it’s liliana coming back to "save" her daughter after hearing about the moster that's taken imogen prisoner even though she abandoned their family a few years before. and then there’s a whole angsty thing with her and relvin of course

maybe the castle is Delilah's and she's the one who cast the curse or she herself is the “rose countdown” ie if Laudna doesn’t expel her somehow then she takes over forever idk