[lukevanski]

“Who can make up these endless refrains like Gaston?”

[crystal249]

@burlybrute liked for a SCOTT starter

“Ah, I was wondering if you were going to show up at all.”

“You know there’s this great invention called the phone. If you use that, you can let me know you’re going to be late and then I could get some grading done instead of sitting here wondering.”

[burlybrute-blog]

           “ sounds exhausting. ” oh that gaston, never one to do too much work out of his way unless it DIRECTLY benefited him. plopping down in a chair across from the man’s desk, he kicked his feet up “ i am only like, ten minutes late. no big deal, man. so what are we working on today, SCOTTY-BOY ? ”  

[scarletwitchs]

[seulerosea-blog]

adamdrivers

When I hunt, I sneak up with my quiver and beasts of the field say a prayer.

[hcroesjcurneya]

“you’re a fraud,” stanley said, standing tall. he was not going to let himself be intimidated by this man, this bully, that at many times he had wanted to be. but it was after the battle that stanley realized that the other man was not a good person, and to fall into the same trap that he had seen before. “and no one wants to see you around here anymore.” 

@burlybrute​ // starter call

[burlybrute-blog]

           gaston’s jaw tightened. once the town’s hero, the most loved man around, & now he was being shunned by a man he once called his friend. a fist balled at his side, he wanted to STRIKE the man with all of his strength, but alas, he was still weak from the fall. “ i cannot believe my ears, monsieur. once upon a time, i defended you. i fought beside you. i PROTECTED you. & this is what i get in return ? you all deem me a MONSTER, when i was only trying to DEFEND my village & my people ? you all are ungrateful ! ”

[burlybrute-blog]

           god, he loved sending nudes to lincoln,even if they were in the same house together, even in the same room. gaston really enjoyed showing himself off to his lover. positioning his camera at just the right angle, he snapped another photo of himself for his identical lover, smirking as he typed out a message. 

[ SMS: slinky dink ] you know how i get when ur out, baby

           *photo attachment: papasbigdick.jpg

[ SMS: slinky dink ] he misses ur mouth

↳ continued from HERE - @forcverwild

[burlybrute-blog]

BALAMOHAN:

The magician laid there quietly— sleep hadn’t swept him away since they’d stop for the night. Back turned from the Frenchmen. Thoughts were already straining from travel and the journey had only just begun. Where should they stop along the way, what places must they avoid, how could they make this quicker.

Balamohan was not a man of subtly. No, he felt not a pinch of SHAME for the life style, thatdrastically ahead of their time, he lived. He hid nothing. The interest in women— the interest in MEN. People lost heads for same sex affairs, yet those were the lest of his worries. Laws of pettychurches, petty people, and petty countries would not stop the witch. After all, there was always someone who shared the same insatiable desires. Gaston being one special black sheep among the field of sinners.

Voice was soft against the forest nighttime chitter and chorus of insects but he heard Gaston. Something coy and teasing conjured in his mind— why there are MANY things that flawed him. Yet… Bala could only seem to find himself admiring both Gaston’s perks and flaws. They molded him into quiet the man. A man he began feeling questionably passionate for.

He acted as though he was stirring from a short slumber. Limbs stretch themselves out, back giving an very unnecessary and alluring arch, and a yawn escaped his lips. Bala peered over at the other, lips pursed, ‘‘Still awake? Tsk… You won’t wake in the morning when it’s time to move on.’‘

           gaston could admire bala all day. he was handsome, almost as handsome as he. a close second to his own beauty. there was something so alluring about bala, he just couldn't shake the DESIRE that was building by the day. the brute could NEVER bring himself to admit these feelings, & for that, he’d accepted his SUFFERING until the day they would undoubtedly part ways once their trip was through. oh, how he wished he could bury these SINFUL thoughts & desires, NEVER look back upon them. this hopeful wishing & desires for bala were almost growing to be too much for the hunter. 

          hearing the other man stir, gaston IMMEDIATELY stiffened, frozen in place. had he heard him ? could he feel his eyes upon him ? hazel eyes watched as bala stretched, that back arching in ways gaston DREAMED of. was he aware of how much of a tease he was ? god, he was so deliciously handsome, even when he was half awake. gaston hadn’t even realized he’d audibly winced at the sight. it was painfully obvious what the brute had WANTED; exactly what he’d previously prayed to go away. there was DESIRE in those greenish-brownish eyes, desire for what was right in front of him. he just wished this aching feeling would cease. 

           “ i couldn’t sleep, ” the brute finally rasped, clearing his throat & resting his head under a bicep. “ my mind is very much awake right now, i am only recollecting the events of the day. but, if you have to, you could always carry me on your back if i don’t wake. ” an awkward, strained laugh. FORCED. his voice felt shaky, it was as if he were talking to the woman he’d been in love with for years for the first time. the problem ? this wasn’t a woman. this was wrong. this was a SIN. his stomach felt so tight at the thought, but it didn’t drown out the aching burn in his loins. why did he want this so bad ?

[burlybrute-blog]

ADAM:

“Master,” The old majordomo’s voice came, his throat clearing and Adam sighed heavily, turning to him. “It seems Madame is not feeling very well and won’t be able to finish singing tonight, shall I send your guests home?” Cogsworth’s eyes flicked to Gaston a moment, and Adam paused.

“Yes, send them all home. Excluding the Captain.” He said. “Apologize for me, I’m going to go to bed.” He walked casually out, tho he wanted nothing more than to grab Gaston’ by his hand and lead him more intimately, but for now, just leading him would have to do.

           the brute cleared his throat, looking away from the prince as cogsworth spoke to his lover. his cheeks were so flushed, it was PAINFULLY obvious what was going on. of course, the head of staff had caught them in the act more than once, undoubtedly overheard their conversations; gaston shouldn’t have been as embarrassed as he was to be caught. he knew cogsworth would speak of how close the prince & the hunter were. at his words, gaston’s hazel orbs moved to look into the prince’s, a smile playing at his lip before he nodded once. & with that, he followed closely behind adam to his wing, speaking lowly, “ you know, i could have taken madame garderobe’s place. ” oh how he wanted to move the prince’s hair aside & press his lips to the soft flesh beneath those locks. he wanted to wrap his arms around his waist & pull him tight to his chest. not yet. not until they were DEEP into the west wing. 

[burlybrute-blog]

FUTURE WIFE:

Her heart raced when at the way he leaned into her, head tipping up, eyes sliding shut. Her lips curve into a grin against his, eyes remaining shut a moment as she pictured what he was describing. It made desire ebb low in her belly, hell, being around him always did, but now that she’d had him, it was so much worse. Her eyes shifted open and to the doorway, she ought to pull away. Play it off somehow. But she didn’t want to anymore.

“If you’re letting me go early, then of course.” She purred, aching already, business was slow, they would be fine without her. She leaned up for another kiss, one hand sliding to cup his cheek, drawing him close. Drinking him in, eager. “Hmm c’mon, let’s go, baby.”

           the man nodded, pulling away hesitantly, lips still attached to hers before finally moved too far from her, smiling down at the beautiful brunette, “ alright, let’s go before anyone notices we’re gone. ” a teasing smile soon replaced the sweet one, brows waggling before he pulled her down to his office. he’d just gotten there, now he was collecting his things to leave once. but, gaston had ONLY driven down to the bar to pick belle up. no one ever said NO to gaston, belle proved this statement to be true. 

           “ lefou knows how to lock up shop, he knows to call me if there’s a problem. let’s pray nothing goes wrong tonight. i’d like to have an uninterrupted night with you. after all, belle, you DESERVE my undivided attention. ”

[burlybrute-blog]

           “ i’d like to see you try. ” the brute challenged, bring his hands up to display just how ready he was to deck this man. he didn’t care who he was, no one insults gaston ! he lunges forward to grab the blond’s hair, all with the intention of gaining CONTROL over him, for the hell of it. gaston was a strong man, that wouldn’t be too hard. 

↳ continued from HERE - @pasunebete

[burlybrute-blog]

[ 📲 • sms ] —— if i were with you right now, where would you want me to touch you?

gaston read the text, eyes darkening, lip curving into a DEVILISH smirk. this was unexpected, but gaston was more than happy to reply to the other man, fingers quickly typing away as he tugged his bottom lip between his teeth. 

[ SMS: pretty boy ] mmm where do you think?

[ SMS: pretty boy ] everywhere ;)

[ SMS: pretty boy ] you’re making me want you here. now. 

↳  sext meme - @stargazeris

[henycavil]

[burlybrute-blog]

Enter a wild G, practically flinging himself into his father's embrace. "Papa, Papa, Papa!" He's vibrating with excitement, hasn't been this jacked up since they had gotten him Chocolat. "I felt the baby! It's movin', Papa!" Hazel eyes as big as saucers, grin displaying the brand new gap in his teeth from losing his first baby tooth. "You gotta feel it!"

           he wasn’t expecting his son to come flying into his arms, a startled yelp escaping him before he moved to look at the boy. “ the baby ! did you feel him kick ? ” he asked his boy, running his hands through his brown locks & smiling. he was such a handsome boy, after all, he was gaston’s son. of course he was cute. “ come on then, i’ll come feel. ” he’d been cleaning one of his guns, but that could wait until later. 

↳ @littlelikeg

[burlybrute-blog]

PRISSY PRINCE:

       ❛ TO EAT, Gaston. Surely you know that much. some of us don’t use our hands like brutes but have several courses for dinner. Each fork is for a different kind of food. You don’t want to mix flavors. ❜  Gesturing from the LARGEST to the smallest, Adam pointed out each of the placed cutlery,  ❛ Dinner fork, salad fork, desert fork and this tiny one’s for oysters and clams. ❜

           the brunette stared at the prince, wondering if he was actually serious. mixing flavors ? was that really an issue ? “ i can understand using a separate fork for both dinner & desert, but is the salad one REALLY necessary ? ” he inquired further, looking at the tiny fork. “ this is so ridiculous. ”

[burlybrute-blog]

BELLE’S HOTT BOSS:

“Work here?”

Laughter at that, he shook his head, licking his lips. “No, I don’t work here, I own here.” He said, shaking his head. His nerves were so on edge it wasn’t funny. He greatly admired and respected Belle, the thought that he had done something so heinous as sleeping with her spouse, well, that was upsetting. To say the least.

He ran a hand through his hair as he paced the office, shaking his head. “I can’t believe this. You’re Belle’s idiot husband? Seriously?” A pause, he turned to look at him again. “And you’re fucking around behind her back!? What the fuck is wrong with you???”

           “ you... you’re my wife’s boss ? ” well this had certainly taken a turn. belle could NOT find out about this little affair he’d had with her boss. god, he just hoped this wouldn't affect the way she was treated. sitting down, he wouldn’t look at the man, tapping his foot & running thick fingers through his own chocolate locks. 

           now those icy blue eyes were on him, full of something he hadn’t seen that night. he looked disappointed, & he should be. gaston didn’t know how to keep his hands to himself, nor his lips after a few drinks at his bar. it wasn’t a rare occurrence for gaston to go home with a customer, especially one as HANDSOME as adam. he couldn’t resist those pretty eyes, that pretty face. “ look, i love my wife with all of my heart, but some things she CAN’T do for me. i need a little variety in my life. keeps me happy, & if i’m happy, i can keep her happy. ” 

[burlybrute-blog]

*pinches his cheeks*

           “ what are you doing ? ” gaston furrows his brow & attempts the swat the woman’s hand away. he loves the attention too much, however. he can’t bring himself to reject such a display. he hadn’t a mother of his own to pinch his cheeks, he’d longed for such motherly affection. 

↳ @qceenmother

[drugstore-prince]

You’d be shocked at how many times I’ve almost kissed you.

But you’re not mine to kiss. (via iriswestrps)

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roleplaying psa

[grincarved]

ignisxetcrna:

Dear RP partner,

                       I’m sorry I take 2837897845748 years to respond.

                                                                                                                Love, the Mun