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It hurts
My head
My heart
My bones
My soul
It's painful
To exist
It's harrowing to breath
Wouldn't it simply
Be
A mercy
To put me out
Of
My misery?
Mommy’s Sweater Day — A Vulcan Holiday
based on this image by @striderepiphany and a conversation w my boyfriend @garshir
so for context of how we even got here, my boyfriend was watching star trek 2009 and i was trying to be annoying by dubbing every character. then aos spock gets micro aggressed in his mommy’s sweater. the rest is then improved and refined when we decide to make this everyone else’s problem too.
Mommy’s Sweater Day is an ancient Vulcan holiday that is much like Earth’s Mother’s Day, except not at all. on Mommy’s Sweater Day, you must wear your Mommy’s Sweater, the sweater every Vulcan mothers makes for their child apparently, for the entire day. not only that, but every time you need to walk, you HAVE to put your feet together and jump instead, while singing The Mommy’s Sweater Song, which goes;
[in the tune of the inspector gadget theme song] “do-do-do-da-doo my mommy’s sweater do-da-do-da-doo hoo-hoo!” only jumping on the doots, and wiggling your butt on “mommy’s sweater”.
also, if you attempt to communicate with your mother on Mommy’s Sweater Day, they will be killed immediately. it is punishable by death. it’s a day of rest for every mother.
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Had to write this cute pairing of Gintaras x Adara for you, my friend.
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Adara turned her head closer, nuzzling further into Gintaras’s neck to breathe him in. He smelled nice, almost like fire and ash if it were even possible. It was brasive, but soothing to her. She felt safe, as she always did with him.
He’s been a guard at the palace when she visited, and an infatuation for the fire mage had turned into… something else. Something a lot more. Maybe it was because he made her relax. Maybe it was because he always found a way to make her laugh.
Sitting together in the gazebo after Gintaras’s shift was over and before she had to leave for another meeting, Adara had asked to just rest. Nothing more. She wanted to be near him, as he gave her the most comfort when she was as stressed as the Courtiers made her earlier in the morning.
Gin brushed his fingers over her shoulder, sweeping her hair back as she rested against him, curled into his side. The pastel blue and lavender of her dress startlingly different to the dark colors he wore, but pleasing nonetheless. She looked like a flower next to him, soft and delicate. Smooth skin and the lightest brush off freckles from days spent in the sun. Compared to her, he was a shadow. His dark clothes and tanned skin a startling contrast for some. They must've looked like quite the odd match. Not that either of them minded in the slightest.
She’d been so quiet the entire time, hardly speaking more than a few words. He would have been sure she’d fallen asleep, if not for her adjusting every now and again against him.
“Ada,” Gin whispered into her hair, reaching to brush back the thick, wavy bangs from her face. Her lashes fluttered and brushed his skin as she breathed deeply once again, moving to rest her head on his shoulder. “Ada,” he tried again, slightly shaking her this time.
“Just ten more minutes,” she pleaded, pouting.
He laughed, the sound bubbly and genuine, as always. “Ada, I’ve got stuff to do. As much as I’d like to be here,” he explained as he continued brushing his fingers down her neck, making her shiver, “I really have to go soon.”
“Gin,” she sighed, leaning back and taking his hand in hers before it could travel down the backless dress. She traced the lines of his palm with delicate fingers, a soft smile gracing her face. Even if her eyes didn’t meet his, he knew she could see him in a different way. As she always did. “Just… a little longer,” she asked, lifting his hand to place delicate kisses to his palm. “Please, for me?”
Gin reached to her cheek, gently placing his hand over it as he let her hold the other. “You’re cute when you beg, you know,” he teased, his fingers wandering down from her cheek to her neck. He curled around to the back and curled his fingers into her thick hair, gentle yet firm in their grip. “I like it.”
She smiled softly, the lightest shade of pink coloring her cheeks. “Please, oh please,” she tried, then laughed. It was too silly for her. “I’m sorry, I can’t -”
He pulled her into a kiss before she could finish, not quite as gentle as she was used to from others, but instead hungry and demanding. Not at all what she was expecting, but oh did she like it.
He swiped his tongue along her lower lip, coaxing her to sigh and let him deepen the feverish kiss. Every kiss before head been sweet and light, often in passing in the palace to sneak just a few seconds with each other before parting like it never happened.
When he let her go with a soft hum, Adara could hardly think beyond the rapid beating of her heart and gripped his wrist to keep herself from falling over. He held her cheek in his hand, swiping his thumb along her bottom lip that had become just a little bit swollen. If she couldn't see the effect she had on him, he was more than happy to make her feel it.
Adara shuddered into his touch and climbed partly on top of him, curling herself to nuzzling into his throat once more as his arms gently wrapped around her. “That was kind of hot,” Adara whispered against his earlobe, letting her lips brush his skin before grazing her teeth down his jugular. His eyes drifted closed, letting her place delicate kisses to his skin.
She’d always been exceedingly gentle. Feather light in every touch and sweet in every word that left her pretty lips. But maybe because of exhaustion or just the need to be close… She was a hell of a lot bolder.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Here's my gift for @ethicsbecomeaesthetics for @spookyhannibalficexchange.
I want to thank my wonderful friend @hoki-lokison for helping in my time of need. You are a godsend, and I love you too death!
I had a lot of fun writing this, hope you enjoy!
Stuff I’ve Written
Let’s talk about something… - How Adam must have felt when he realizes he’s human again.
Our Fault - A oneshot of the prologue, from the eyes of Mrs. Potts.
Our Fault, Part 2 - The morning after the curse is cast. Mrs. Potts tries to find Chip, and in doing so stumbles upon Chapeau, Plumette, and Cadenza.
Not Until My Whole Life is Done - Young Adam goes about his regular days in the castle, but something’s wrong…
Finale - Maurice looks upon all the happiness in the room during the final scene and realizes that his job as an artist is a lot more important than just making a picture.
That’s How a Moment Lasts Forever – An old man tells his granddaughter a story in hopes that it will fade into legend, and the residents of the castle will live on through it.
Less Human - Just the staff going about their normal activities, not even realizing that they’re becoming more and more like the objects they were cursed to be.
Enough - Belle runs away to find her mother. This is Maurice’s reaction after they found her.
BatB in Four Parts - What if BatB 2017 was the third installment in a four-part movie series?
Nocturne - Not too far from where a provincial village sleeps, a castle sings its sorrows to the night sky. No human wanders in such a place, but it is alive all the same. (Probably the one I’m the most proud of at the moment…)
The Nameless Prince - Our favorite castle staff finds themselves dealing with steampunk androids and Carrionites. Also, the Doctor is in! (Doctor Who/BatB2017 crossover)
Long Ago - A reclusive earthbending prince meets a young inventor who teaches him that the world is a lot bigger and a lot kinder than he originally believes. If Beauty and the Beast took place in the world of Avatar…
New Life: Part 1 – Based off of this post from @plumettesfeathers, @gastt, and @forr-everrmorre. Maurice sees Belle and Adam’s son for the first time.
New Life: Part 2 – Same thing, only with Garderobe and Cadenza seeing Plumette and Lumiere’s daughter. AU where Garderobe and Cadenza are Plumette’s parents.
Up in Smoke - Lumiere and Plumette contract a deadly disease. Everyone thinks about how much their lives have been affected by the two, and decide that letting them die is out of the question.
Remember - What if the king was still alive and away from the castle at the time the curse was cast? How would he feel once he remembers? AU where Adam’s father is still alive.
Bit by Bit - What if over time the transformed staff became more object-like, and slowly stopped having human emotions?
A Shadow’s Tune - The French Revolution is in full swing, and many of the castle’s residents are starting to lose hope. They’d hate to see their beloved home fall a second time…
One Moment - A collaboration done with the incredible@lumiereswig. While the villagers teeter on the edges of anger and fear, the staff laments over the fact that Belle is gone, and now they will never be human again. The other part of the collab is here.
What Might Have Been - Imagine Gaston wins. Imagine Belle arrives too late…and the Beast, wounded and alone, is forced to live the rest of his life as a monster. Maurice is carted off to the asylum, and Belle is forced to marry Gaston in order to keep her father alive. Now, fifteen years later, a small boy happens upon the castle and finds that it’s not like the stories he’s heard.
The Last Christmas - It’s only been months since the queen died, and already the castle is beginning to feel the weight of it. But the servants look back and smile and remember the joy that they all felt when the queen was there to celebrate Christmas with them.
The Songs of Other Lives - my first poem on this blog! It’s part of theSestina Challenge I issued a few days back. Feel free to participate, so long as you tag me so I can see your awesome poems! This one’s about the staff.
Music-based Prompts
The Midnight Waltz - On the eve of the summer solstice, the queen gathers her friends and family together to dance the night away. But the celebration is not contained in the ballroom; the entire castle is affected by the music and the spirit. Based on the David Garrett piece by the same name.
Memories - Agathe isn’t as heartless as some may think, but her curse brings a purpose with it. Based off of “The Impossible Planet” from the Doctor Who OST.
Grey - After the queen’s death, all of the happiness drains from the castle and its residents, especially the young prince. Inspired by a piece from “The Killing” soundtrack.
Sunrise - It’s been a full day since the curse has been broken, but this is the first sunrise they’ve seen since being reunited with the ones they love. Inspired by Leia’s Theme from Star Wars IV.
The Snow - On the night the curse was cast, the castle was changed. The village was changed. We all seem to forget that the forest changed, too. Based off of the Allegro from Vivaldi’s “Winter.”
Wooden - Cadenza has always played for Garderobe, his wife, his angel, his muse. But this time, something’s off. How…long has it been since he’s actually seen her? Based off of Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata.
Garderenza
Never Let Go - my first real oneshot; a retelling of the fading scene as well as the relief afterwards, but all from Cadenza’s perspective.
The Rehearsal - Just a small thing; Garderobe and Cadenza practice for their first performance after the curse has been lifted.
Duet - Belle finds out about Cadenza and Garderobe’s marriage.
Can we talk about Cadenza’s love for Garderobe? - No, seriously. Can we?
And Always Will - inspired by a post @lumiereswig wrote. It’s been two hours since everyone’s woken up the morning after the curse has been cast. So what’s on my mind for something like that? Angsty Garderenza.
Find Her Here - Garderobe and Cadenza discover an old castle secret.
Plumiere
Lumiette Thoughts - Lumiere just staring at Plumette because he can hardly believe he’s married to her now.
Golden Hour - very first real Plumiere oneshot. They’re dancing in a garden. What more can I say?
Run - Lumiere is sick with a illness that reminds Plumette a little too much of the plague. As well as the death it brings in its wake.
OMG I wrote 37 fics for this movie. I can’t even believe myself right now.