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Beauty and the Beast 30-day challenge: Day 14

14. Did you have a favorite/least favorite part?

I think my favorite part of the musical that isn’t in the movie is in the middle of “Something There” when Belle reads the story of King Arthur to the Beast, and he’s so enraptured, and when they finish he’s like, “I didn’t know books could do that.” And you can tell she’s having so much fun reading it out loud and enjoying keeping him in suspense. It’s a sweet moment of the two of them sharing her passion, and it leads to some genuine bonding (she feels comfortable enough to confide that she’s an outcast in her village, so they have something in common).

I also love the way they tweaked the West Wing scene just a little bit: that after he scares her, she kind of falls back and trips down the stairs in her haste to get away, and the moment he sees that she’s hurt, his anger dies completely and he’s trying to make sure she’s okay but she does not want to hear it. It kind of breaks my heart that he’s instantly ready to apologize, but it doesn’t matter (and I’m not saying that I blame Belle for running away, just that it’s sad). 

It just emphasizes to me how very, very afraid the Beast is of Belle being hurt, and especially of it being his fault in any way (albeit indirectly). No wonder he almost always waits for her to reach out to him first.

I also love the part when she’s refusing to have dinner with him and they’re arguing and she goes, “you can’t just order someone to be hungry, it doesn’t work that way.” It always makes me laugh.

I don’t think I really have a least favorite part, per se, but I will say that, while I always crack up at the part where Gaston mispronounces “rendezvous,” because it’s supposed to emphasize how dumb he is, it makes no sense. They’re in France. Why would he mispronounce a French word when that’s presumably what they’re speaking the whole time???




“Here’s a real question: how have you survived this long when you’re so violently self-destructive?

Andrew cocked his head to one side in a question. Neil didn’t know if Andrew was playing stupid to rile him or if Andrew really was oblivious. Either way it was frustrating. He wondered why no one else had caught on, or if people noticed and just didn’t care enough to say it. Now that Neil saw it, though, he couldn’t look past it. Anytime the Foxes mentioned Andrew’s upcoming sobriety or Andrew’s name popped up in write-ups on the team’s performance at games, the focus was on what a danger he was. People talked about his trial and how it saved them from Andrew. No one said what they were doing to save Andrew from himself.


In Which Jim Tells Bones How Much He Really Loves Flowers


“I want to feel safe again. I want to go home to Ravka.”

“Then I’ll take you there. We’ll set fire to raisins or whatever you heathens do for fun.”

ck countdown challenge week one: favourite ship → matthias x nina


Hayden Christensen being a national treasure.
Attack of the Clones Blooper Reel

honestly if you don’t like hayden christensen then you can get out of my face.

While the bass is sounding, while the drums are pounding
Beatings of my broken heart will rise the first place of the charts,
My heart arranges, oh, those magic changes    

A happy Valentine’s Day to you all!

I’ve missed my babies. I’ve been waiting to do the Grease/Zutara mashup since I saw Grease Live and I loved this scene to bits. 

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When the Moon, Ch 14, Christmas Countdown Check-In

This week was minutely more profitable (see word count) but I’m still in the thick of the same scene so it doesn’t feel like I’ve gotten very far. :/ In any case, tonight’s teaser comes with wishes for a VERY happy birthday for @trippy41! I hope this snippet makes a sufficient birthday treat for you, dear one (and of course, that it’s still “today” in your time zone!). It’s rather short, I’m afraid, as this week’s writing was a little spoilery and I wanted to wheedle out an excerpt that wouldn’t give everything away. Hope okay. 

Word count for this week’s work: 4049 (I’m currently on page 103, which makes this officially the longest chapter, and it’s not done yet!)

He gazes at me for a long, silent moment. “You know, Katniss,” he says softly, “if you were ever to change your mind and decide you wanted to have children – or kits or fawns – it would be entirely okay. I-I would welcome it, actually,” he adds haltingly, a strange choice of words, and I tip my head at him in confusion.

“If-if you were to get pregnant,” he explains, blushing brightly and furiously evading my eyes, “it would be a beautiful completion of healing: the tiny, starving girl, grown healthy and strong and bringing her own child into the world. And I confess, I’m curious to see what you’d have,” he teases, glancing back at me. “Lovely wild thing that you are, this house would be overrun with kits and chicks and fawns – and who knows what else!”

I carefully set aside the precious sketches and pounce on him, knocking him flat on his back, his curls just inches from the fire. “Kits and chicks and fawns?” I echo imperiously, though my heart is positively dancing.

“Well, they’d probably come out as ordinary little black-haired girls and boys,” he gasps, but merrily. “But at the stroke of twelve, or the rise of the full moon, or maybe just moonrise in general, they’d turn into keen furred hunters or tiny winged things with sharp ears and silver voices.”

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“Oh bite me!” Viktor pleaded dramatically and passionately and he and Yuuri were making out on the bed. Yuuri had to catch his breath and looked at him with a bit of confusion.

“You want me to-what?” Yuuri gasped.

“I want you to bite me Yuuri~” Viktor whispered.

So Yuuri tried after a few more passionate kisses, aiming for Viktor’s neck, but stopped immediately when Viktor cried, “Ouch!”

“I-I’m sorry! Did it hurt? I did it wrong didn’t I?” Yuuri immediately panicked but Viktor laughed.

“No no, it’s just you’re trying a bit too hard. Hum, perhaps I should give you a demonstration,” Viktor shared as he leaned closer and bit his lover on the shoulder. Yuuri expected it to hurt, but the way Viktor bit him was different. He definitely felt it, but it felt deeper and Yuuri’s skin tickled under the sensation.

“How does that feel, love?” Viktor inquired for Yuuri’s opinion.

“It was…it felt good,” Yuuri breathed.

Viktor grinned at him. “Now, try one more time.”

Yuuri tried biting Viktor again, and this time Viktor let out a content moan.

After practicing for a few nights, he and Viktor ended up with quite a few marks decorating their skin. They had to wear matching scarfs at the rink in order to hide it from public display. 

Both Viktor and Yuuri still felt the passion and love behind each mark.