#adam batb

[moronwithoutmo]

Is there any other beast trait adam could still have post curse,besides pointy ears?Pointy teeth,tapetum lucidum,maybe claws or anything else

This is what happens when Belle catches Adam sneaking to the kitchen at night 👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️

[gemini-queen42]

For a bitch that cant draw armor for shit, I think I ate here..

Anyways hi yeah im making a medeival au for batb. Here's random sketches. Nothing in it is super solid yet but we'll get there lol

[luni-mina]

✨According to their appearances, what pokemon would they have?✨

(Bonus: Cogsworth and Lumiere are partners in combat)

I had seen this out there on the internet and thought it would be fun to make them like this!, also because I would like to practice drawing pokemon

You decide which pokemon each one (the main one) could have and there I will put it in another drawing! (I'll see your suggestions) I hope you liked the designs!

(possibly later I will kill myself after so much detail I did to them 🥲)

[princess-ibri]

Darkside Disney Princesses: Belle

(Edit-put my original picture for her under the cut)

(So this one does rely somewhat on the backstories made up for my DisneyVerse versions of the parents of both Belle and the Beast. But I think it still has good precedent because of the whole Belle and Rumplestiltskin thing that happens in OUAT)

In the Darkside version of Belle's tale, Felipe never makes it back to the village to let Belle know something has happened to Maurice, either he gets lost in the woods, or the wolves find him again. And so Belle waits patiently for him to return. Waits, and waits, and waits…

Finally a month has passed, and Belle is desperate to find out what's happened to her father. With no way to know where along his journey he went missing though, she has no way to know where to start looking. And the town isn’t too worried about chasing after “Crazy Old Maurice”, gone into the blue.

Her own circumstances are getting dire as well, without Maurice there to bring in their little income from helping repair the villages various items, her resources are running low. She's taken in sewing or whatever small work people might give her, but its a small town after all, and the people are used to doing their own labor, and couldn't pay her much besides.

The kinder townsfolk give her what they can, but with winter coming on they've got to look out for themselves and their own families

Of course, there's always Gaston's ready offer of marriage, but Belle isn't that desperate. Yet.

Her refusals don't stop him from coming over and offering nearly every day, and they certainly spur him into making sure the town gets the idea that Belle is "too proud to accept charity, don't bother giving her any supplies"

So the winter closes in, Belle finds herself colder and hungrier, and her firewood is getting low. Finally, she bundles up as warmly as she can, and braves her way into the forest to gather what wood she can.

And in the glamor of the sudden snow, she too becomes lost within the trees.

The cold closes in around her. Deep and biting. The trees seem to twist around her, and finally she trips and falls, losing her axe beneath the snow that's piling higher and higher. She has no idea where she is or where to go, as the darkness deepens

Then suddenly, a light. Just ahead of her in the trees, flickering like a flame. She manages to stumble towards it. Following the dance of the light as it seems to lead her onwards, almost beckoning. Every bit of her is numb, but at last she makes it to the door of a ruined looking old tower. And inside, lounging by a roaring fire, is someone, something, between a man and a beast. It bears the shape of a man, but it's skin is mottled green, like the stuffed crocodile she'd once seen hanging in a church as a girl. It's eyes are black as coal, save for the irises, which shine-- like it's hair--like burning gold.

"Hello there Dearie", the being says, with a smile that glitters like a row of needles in the firelight. "Won't you come in? What is it that brings such a pretty young thing out into these dark and dangerous woods?"

Too numb with cold to feel fear, too desperate for warmth to think with caution, Belle accepts the offer, and lulled by the warmth of the fire and the being's careful coaxing, she begins to tell her tale. Her missing father, her growing desperation as Gaston drove away those who might have helped her, the dwindling food and firewood. And through it all the being listens, sympathizes, and finally, offers it's aid:

"For a price of course"

Belle is not put off by this caveat. She has read enough to know of Les Fées and the bargains they often make. She knows of the tricks and traps they lay. She also knows that at this point, she has little left to lose.

And so she agrees to make a bargain with this strange Imp

“You don’t know it, but there’s a power in you dearie. Flowing in your veins, deep down, like an underground spring. I can teach you to draw it up, so that you’ll never know weakness nor want again. You’ll be able to do all the things you ever dreamed of dearie, fulfill every wish—even finding your father”

The promise of this wished for dream above all lights a fire inside of Belle hotter than the one she sits by, but she asks warily: “And, what is it you get out of this?”

“Let’s just say that I’ll have the opportunity to pay something forward”

So Belle begins her lessons, she has always been a swift student. Drawing out the latent fairy magic that lies sleeping within her, waiting to be called forth. In another life she might have discovered it with the help of a more benign teacher. But that is not this life. And she learns to call forth her power through the lens of her fear, frustration, and anger over the willingness of that small and small minded town to so easily cast her and her father aside.

Time passes differently within the environs of the old stone tower. When Belle finally leaves, for her months have gone by, and yet as she reaches the edge of the forest, clad in a gown of midnight blue, her eyes dark as the winter sky above her, she perceives that less than a day has passed since she entered the woods, seeking wood to keep back the cold.

She has no need of warmth anymore.

She reaches out with the power she has learned to yield, seeking the bonds of blood and love that link her to her father. She sees them, feels them, faintly running through the forest. She follows them through the trees, unafraid of the wolves that once would have stalked her, and now slink away in fear at her approach.

She follows them to the gates of a vast and terrible castle, echoing with dying magic, a curse reaching completion she thinks, with the new arcane knowledge she holds. But she does not think on that, but on following the call. Through the door, along empty passages,up the winding stairs, to a jail cell atop a tower. Where lies the frozen body of her father, long gone.

Belle’s grief consumes her, feeding the cold flames of her power. She stalks through the halls, seeking the one who locked her father away, who left him to his fate.

She finds him at last, a snarling beast, crouched around a bell jar that holds a rose, with but one petal left upon it. Magic swirls about it, the center of the web that binds this place. Once Belle might have been curious, wished to learn the secrets of this place, and it’s strange enchanted inhabitants.

Now, she wishes only for revenge

The beast is strong and fierce, savage, the last vestiges of human thought quickly fading away as the curse nears completion, for he has never learned to love, nor earn love in return. But for all his brute strength, he is still only a mortal, and once more finds himself overpowered by a sorceress’s magic

When Belle leaves the castle, crumbling into smoking ruins behind her, she holds in her hands a staff, grown from the dying stem of a rose; once the blushing pink of hopeful love, hope that withered as its petals fell, now burst forth into bloom, the deep dark blue of a winters sky, of a heart gone dark and cold.

She walks steadfastly, resolutely towards the small town she had once called home. There are more scores to settle. Somewhere on the wind, she thinks she hears the echo of the Imp’s laughter…

[mrfandomwars]

Tbh I LOVE the idea that Adam is part of the Royal Family of France during the Ancient Regime bc I really like to imagine what happened in Versailles when the curse broke.

Did they all went "Oh Shit, we forgot one of the prince's!"????? Or did they all act like nothing was wrong and that they all suddenly decided to go visit Adam at the same time?????? Did they have a personal magician/wizard/witch that had suddenly gained guilt bc they didn't notice that they themselves and the Nobles and Royalty were under a spell?????? What happened?????

Also, I now realize that Adam was probably Luis-something.

Maybe he told Belle his name was Adam because he believed that the Nobles, the court and the Royal Family didn't care about him and he wanted to cut ties with them.

Also, the trauma that Adam(/Luis?????) had to go through believing that his family had disowned him bc of being a Beast and the guilt he felt when he realized that his servants were cut off from their families because of him.

[gemini-queen42]

sorry if orgor to post but here's lazy origins of the medeival au minicomic ig dhjfkds

decided to give him waterdeer fangs as a ref to the tusks :] and I think waterdeer are cool.

i'll draw more? at some point? hopefully. Always feel free to tell me what you wanna see from me & stuff- I'm really into the great gatsby rn. and kakegurui lowk.

[gemini-queen42]

What’s you favorite horror movie?Idk maybe the concept of the cursed prince stuck inside his own body yet he cannot recognize himself nor see himself as it feels so wrong and painful to him.With a time passing of the curse he’s descending into identity crisis and dealing with thoughts and instincts he hardly contains so much so that he probably forgot how to act as a Person and fails trying it.Terrified of people seeing him for his outside body as it’s an animal yet it’s not,terrified they would hunt him down,been killed or tortured and they won’t see his cry for help

YES YES YES !!!

[Also it admittedly took me a second to realize you were doing the trend & not actually asking me my fave horror movie lol]

but oguh !!! Yes !!! Yes !! Im SUCH a sucker for these sorts of themes- identity and monstrosity vs humanity - ough.. ouhhh...

That is a theme I do explore in Other Than Human with the princess !! Though its angle is veered more towards her actively straining and hurting herself to retain her image of "humanity" [Also very tied to her femininity, but that femininity also being deeply tied to her dehumanization while she was still human... ] [All very a la Black Swan, which is an honorable mention of my fave horror movie ! ♡]

However in OTH, the Beast she is turned into is much less Animal than the og is, and much more Eldritch Monstrosity- so the range in exploration is def different, and og gets to cover aspects that are more of a stretch for OTH- so the bits of having this beastly form be much more connected with Nature, that animal instinct so to speak, While still not being apart of the natural order- natural yet completely unnatural.. oh!! Delicious !!♡

But aa!! Look, any themes that have this sort of Visceral feel.. im a SUCH a sucker for- nature vs nurture, existing in a foreign body, the straining of identity- oh how I adore !!!