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                      I want  ADVENTURE in the                                great wide SOMEWHERE.

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I’m alive!! I’m actually sick as a dog right now (can barely get out of bed or see to type this oTL) but I’m horribly bored stuck in bed all day so PLEASE send me asks/memes or reply to any of my open starters!!

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Beauty and the Beast 美女と野獣 | ハラダミユキ [pixiv] ※Permission to upload this was given by the artist.

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Both a little scared. Neither one prepared. Beauty and the beast.

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Beauty & the Beast

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Beauty and the Beast

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disney princess meme ♛ [1/5] outfits → Belle’s Yellow Gown (Beauty and the Beast)

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“I didn’t mean to frighten you! I didn’t mean to hurt you… You don’t understand. There’s so little left of me. So little left…”

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Beauty and the Beast

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No lesson could teach me How I could have love her and made her love me too If I can’t love her, then who?

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Belle smiled slightly as the beast looked somewhat ashamed of himself. Good, he should be, holding her hostage. And yet, he had said himself she could easily escape, but still she stayed. Why?

As she saw him observe the rose, she felt a pang in her heart. Sympathy? Why would she be sympathetic toward the man--the creature--keeping her against her will? Was it really against her will, anymore? =Why was she so confused over her own feelings!?

Realizing she’d been quiet for a long time, she hastened to say, “I hope the curse is broken, then. Even if you will not allow me to help.”

Somehow the Beast looked chastised at her words. He knew he was not being completely fair to her and he knew that her father’s crimes did not warrant the punishment he had dealt out and yet…He refused to give, refused to let her go. Maybe he did have hope that she might make a difference or at least make the inevitable more bearable.

“It’s not so simple. If it were, we would have ended the curse a long time ago.” He couldn’t tell her. If he told her, it would likely not work. She had to fall in love of her own accord and I think they all knew that falling in love was unlikely to happen at all.

“You’ll be free soon enough if the curse is not broken,” He said looking over at the rose that was looking increasingly bear of petals. “I’m sure you can take comfort in that.”

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In honor of the live action release of Disney’s Beauty and the Beast. The original animated film will always be a source of inspiration to me. Here are a few of the countless drawings of Belle I’ve done over the years. 😍🌹😍

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“No, for that I can’t fault you,” she said softly. She herself longed for her familiar bed at home, though her bed in the castle was much softer, more comfortable. She shook her head at the Beast’s next words, though she did not disagree out loud. She had seen the objects’ affection and worry for their master when he was unconscious, or delirious with fever, and she knew that should he die, he would be mourned, whether he thought so or not.

At his comment about her leaving, she froze. She could leave. She could be home in time for dinner. And yet....something kept her here. Perhaps it was a sense that she still owed the Beast for saving her life. Perhaps it was that she promised she would take her father’s place, and a misguided sense of honor kept her from breaking that vow. But, if she were truly honest with herself, she would rather miss the castle and its inhabitants. Even, if she would admit it to herself, the Beast. Their semi-friendly arguments about books had rather endeared him to her, finding a mutual enjoyment of reading although their tastes differed. She voiced none of this, however, simply replying, “I made a promise to take my father’s place. I was in the wrong, being here when you’d told me not to be and again when I tried to run, and you suffered for it to save my life. And now, as I have told Lumiere and Mrs. Potts, I wish to help them--help you--break the curse on you, although they will not tell me what is required to do so.”

Beast scoffed but didn’t say anything. “You can’t fault me for wanting to be in my own bed, such that it is,” He looked around the shattered remains of his room. He hadn’t lived like this when he was human. The squalor of it would have appalled him, but now it seemed fitting and he felt better amidst the mess of his rage than sitting in one of the other rooms. 

“I know what I am and I know what I was before. If they would mourn me, it wouldn’t be out of affection or misplaced loyalty,” Beast huffed flopping down on his side on the ruins of his bed. He gestured with his head around the room at broken furniture and torn tapestries. “This is what I am now and what I will always be. No one should mourn such a creature.” 

“You could have run. I don’t just mean in the woods, but any of the days since. I couldn’t have caught you. I’m still not strong enough to chase you down.” He wasn’t even sure he would now if he did have his strength. 

He told himself that her father had been in the wrong to take that flower, but it now seemed very silly. 

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Princebete--

Indie Prince & Bête of BATB

Multi-everything–  Mun/Muse 25+ 

original tale/broadway/1991/2014/2017 and so on…

Est. Spring 2011