Just a few headcanons of my own about the two OTPs I hold close to my heart…sad warning for one of them…
Lumiere and Plumette
isn’t mine but I love it) Plumette becomes an artist, taught by
Lumiere and Plumette
keep calling each other pet names, and Lumiere pulls out a few puns
because he loves the way she laughs. She calls him her spark (got
that from the musical).
A month after the
curse is lifted Lumiere asks Plumette for her hand in marriage. He doesn’t just pop the question, though; he has this whole mini speech prepared.
the time he’s finished asking her, however, she’s so moved that she’s nearly
in tears when she says yes.
Chip overhears the
entire thing and tells everyone before the two even leave the room.
that Plumette wear one of her gowns for the wedding and doesn’t take
no for an answer.
Both Maurice and
Belle handle the decoration of the castle, and Adam invites everyone,
including the villagers, to participate in the festivities.
The girls from the
village throw feathers into the air instead of flower petals.
Lumiere’s best man, because come on, who else would have done it?
Belle is Plumette’s
maid of honor because she had already made such a positive impact on
You get one guess as to which duo handled the music.
And the food is
delicious. Because after all, this is France.
Cadenza and Garderobe
During the curse
(before Belle came to the castle) Cadenza had a rather enthusiastic
reaction to the fact that Chapeau played the violin. To pass the
time, he and Chapeau would put on mini concerts for Chip, Mrs. Potts,
and anyone else who cared to stop by the ballroom and listen. Though
when the Beast walked by they would always fall silent and try to act
like nothing was going on. (The Beast would totally hide in the
hallways to hear listen, though, because let’s face it: they’re both
very talented). For a while, Chapeau was the go-between for Cadenza
and his wife because of it.
There was a time
when Cadenza tried to teach Chip Italian, but the little teacup lost
interest after a few days.
Be that as it may,
Chip and Froufrou got along quite well, both during and after the
There were several
times throughout Belle’s time at the castle that Garderobe tried to
make Belle wear more “lavish” outfits like the pink one she made,
but Belle always managed to make up the perfect excuse before leaving
to find the Beast or one of the other servants.
At one point during
Belle’s stay, Garderobe was humming a tune when Belle left her room,
and she made her way downstairs only to find that Cadenza was playing
that very same tune, at the same time, and they were harmonizing
without even realizing it. This happened three more times before
Belle saw fit to tell Garderobe about it, and Garderobe almost burst
into tears when she heard.
If Cadenza isn’t
near his harpsichord and Garderobe starts singing at any given time,
he’ll close his eyes and move his fingers along to her singing,
because he’s memorized that instrument from key to key and knows
exactly what notes would match her tone, her pitch, everything.
Both Garderobe and
Cadenza have this zone that they go into when they’re performing
where it’s just the two of them, his playing, and her voice, and
nothing else matters. It was these moments that they both lived for,
and that was why they both felt so incomplete when the curse had its
hold on the castle.
The curse had a more
lasting effect on Garderobe and Cadenza than the rest of the staff
because of their separation. For the months following the curse
being lifted, they didn’t let each other out of their sight for more
than a few minutes. There were a few dreams where one of them woke
up frantic and nearly mad with worry only to see the other beside
them holding their hand and certainly not going anywhere.
At the end of the
day, though, Cadenza fully believes that he’s the happiest man in the
world because of his wife. And vice versa.
Alright, I’m going to try and write this in Peter’s perspective. Fic #5 of the Hamilton Prompts Song: The Schuyler Sisters
My Dearest, Y/N,
I don’t remember the first that we met, but I do remember the first time I knew that I loved you. We were paired up in American History, which was good, because I needed help focusing, and you were nothing if not a sureness I could focus on.
Our teacher, Ms. Darling, was obsessed with the musical, Hamilton. Which was good, because I was, too. When you quoted Hamilton lyrics to me, I knew that we were meant to be. But it was much more than just quoting it.
We were working on our project, when one of the swimming boys, Gary Webber (Yes, pun intended), came up to you. You were still new, having only moved here late last year. Everyone was interested in you.
“Excuse me, Y/N,” he said. “I know it’s not funny, but your perfume smells like your daddy’s got money.” I remember the look of shock on your face. I know you shouldn’t have looked so beautiful when you were affronted, but you did. You always did.
“Excuse me?” you said. Everyone in the class was learning Hamilton lyrics in class, and it was no secret that you loved it, but this was a pathetic attempt. (In my humble opinion.)
“Why you slummin’ in the city in your fancy heels, you searchin’ for an urchin who can give you ideals?” You smiled a little, and I worried that you maybe liked him. Especially when you started to play along.
“Webber, you disgust me.”
“Ah,” he said, his sick smirk growing larger. “So you’ve discussed me.”
“Hey, I’m a trust fund baby, you can trust me.” It seemed like you had been rolling your eyes the entire time, but in this moment, they went back even further.
“You’ve got to be kidding.”
“I’m not. I’ve been watching you all class.” He leaned over our shared table and beamed at you. (In a disgust manner, no doubt.) This was the key moment that I fell pretty much head over heels for you.
“You know what I’ve been doing in class? I’ve been reading Common Sense by Thomas Paine. Some men say that I’m intense or I’m insane. You want a revolution, I want a revelation, so listen to my declaration. We hold these truths to be self evident, that all men are created equal, and when I meet Thomas Jefferson - I’ma compel him to include women in the sequel!”
“WORK!” I shouted. You looked at me and laughed. I was always impressed by the fact that you memorized the song so well. Clearly, Gary had not been as prepared as you and looked mostly confused. You rolled your eyes again and sat down next to me.
“Go away, Webber,” you said. I winked at him, because for some reason I felt pride in you, and in that moment I wanted him to know it, too. He slumped away and you sighed, before getting back to our work.
“I’m sorry about that,” I said after a few minutes.
“Why?” you asked.
“Because Gary is an asshole.” You smiled at me, and I melted.
“It’s not your fault. But thank you. Thanks for singing along,” you said, looking down at your paper. I smiled, and probably blushed, but you weren’t looking so who cares.
“Of course. I’m always down to sing Hamilton lyrics.” You smiled at me once more and I knew that I couldn’t not do anything. But I waited patiently.
One day in class, when Kyle Backen actually answered a question, you leaned into me to whisper, “Look around, look around, at how lucky we are to be alive right now.” And when someone made a joke about our city, I leaned in to your shoulder and said, “In the greatest city in the world!”
You would always say, because the incident with Gary Webber happened in different instances, with different boys, with different levels of success, that you were looking for a mind at work. So every time that I thought of a lyric, or something witty to say, I would say it, just to impress you.
I hope that I did that. I hope that you think about me as much as I do. I hope you consider my mind a mind at work.
What I really mean, is, Y/N, since this letter is addressed to you, and I’ve only been telling a story, I really like you. And I know you only see me as a friend. (If even) But I would love to get to know you better.
So, Y/N, will you go out with me? If not, I hope that we can still be friends, because I cherish our friendship. But I would be remiss if I didn’t at least tell you.
And one thing. I'm a superc//rp trash but gosh that scene gave me so many feels. First Chris was marvelous in the Phantom Zone scene, was like oh no gosh don't do this to them. And Melissa in the end I was okay I'm done. I loathed him in the beginning but now I just want to protect him? I feel torn
Mon-El has become an incredible selfless courageous man and the best thing about it is to see how amazing that process was for him. You can’t help but be proud of how much he has evolved. So just give in, love! We’ll welcome you in the fandom with open arms!! And you can always keep shipping your ship but root for Mon-El at the same time. One thing doesn’t invalidate the other ;)
And yes, Melissa is such an underrated actress. Her emotional scenes are super powerful, no pun intended.
Your gb(a)bo director sanvers au sounds magic. Lucy definitely insists on having phone numbers for ptsd helplines and VA donations shown (she may or may not threaten to walk out if they don't. Maggie and Alex may or may not back her up on the threat)
I’m also playing with the idea (god, I say that as if I actually plan on writing this, but whatever) that Maggie doesn’t actually tell anyone why she bakes. She just brushes them off each time until they stop asking. Then, she comes into the tent after a bad week at work (a case involving a kid who was kicked out for being gay), and everyone notices. She still doesn’t explain, but she asks (off camera) if they can also show hotlines for queer youth.
They never mention on the show why the numbers have been added.
Also gbbo au - so much flirting, so many puns. Lucy is the most shameless flirt bc of course she is, Maggie’s innuendo game comes close second, Alex is kind of mortified but does appreciate a well crafted pun. The shipper wars are epic and confused
Lucy flirts with everyone. Lucy flirts with Mary Berry. Lucy flirts with Paul Hollywood
exactly once. Nobody is safe from Lucy’s flirting. As the weeks go on, though, she does turn most of her focus on Maggie and Alex.
Maggie is all innuendo. You don’t even realize what she said until a minute later. She flirts, not at the level as Lucy, and only with the women, but she flirts. Her signature move? Leaning across her counter to flirt with Alex who has the work station in front of her.
There’s an episode where she only flirts with Alex using baking related puns. Alex doesn’t stop blushing the entire time. (the fucking nerd)
There’s another episode where she almost burns her cake because Alex actually starts to flirt back.
Gbbo anon again - vasquez talking about Erin is adorable and utterly charming but combined with the three way flirting going in the other corner of the tent Sue chats to Lucy and is thrilled to realise there isn’t a single straight person in the tent
This would have to happen later in the season, cause I see Lord being there as well (there may be other straights), but he’s out in like, week three.
(The final is Vasquez, Lucy, and Winn (who, as well all know, is totally bi).)
But, yeah, at one point Sue is talking to Lucy, then turns around and is just ‘raise your hand if you’re straight’ *camera pans over tent, where everyone is kinda just awkwardly looking at each other, nobody raises their hand, then go back to watching their bagels* *camera zooms in on Sue’s face as it goes from shocked to ecstatic*
for the ask/headcanon thing- The Flash au where Iris is the Flash?
Specifically for: everything is the same except Eobard’s plan went sideways and Iris was hit by lightning, not Barry
1. (season 1) Iris West is grateful to Dr. Wells when she wakes up out of her coma, but she has no starry eyes that Barry does (Barry who has since made friends with her doctors). She catches on fast (pun intended) and has to decide whether or not to save her closest friend’s parents. If she does, history resets and Barry will have to carry the destiny and weight of being the Flash; if she doesn’t will he ever forgive her?
2. Iris and Caitlin are bffs. Like, “gurl you’ll never guess how late my period is but I swear I’m not pregnant” bffs. Like, that barrisco bromance won’t quit, but it’s got some serious flashfrost/snowwest brotp competition. Amazing what spending actual time together will do.
3. Iris is no saint with her powers. She’s not quite a sinner either, but it takes some doing to balance out how much of these new scoops she’s collecting with her superspeed she should be reporting, and which secrets would have been better kept private. Journalism holds a lot of power, too.
4. As leader of Team Flash (before it officially expands to Team S.T.A.R. Labs when she’s clearly not the only superhero anymore) she will do no harm to but take no shit from her team. She will not blame where blame is not due, she will not push till something breaks, and she will keep nothing to herself if it means the safety of a team member. However, she will not tolerate any of her team members ragging on themselves, she won’t let bad guys even entertain the idea of using her friends against her, and she will not ever let anyone tell her she shouldn’t be doing everything in her power to help everyone she can.
5. Barry Allen is the Most damsel in distress guy she’s ever met, good lord. Honestly, when Cisco’s powers started skyrocketing she breathed a sigh of relief because now both of Barry’s “at least one of them is at my side at all times” friends have superpowers and she doesn’t have to be keeping quite a close eye on the boy for fear he’ll get himself killed.
since hollywood u main quest have ended and endless summer book 1 has almost end, i want the make a crosscover of hwu and endsum for first and the last time, i guess (since i hope PB can focused of hollywood u or high school story and another book i guess!)
also i can see them as best buddy! like:-
ethan and diego can be best puns and gay best buddy, quinn and addison can be fashion buddy and jake and chris can be almost friend, since jake don’t like chris that much, really but after few days, they’re best bud!
Love your Fanfictions Marines and Justice, and have to think a lot about them lately! Are Riskua and Kitsune going to take advantage of knowing the storyline for some pranks or puns? Like... when the Strawhats meet Brook for the first time, and asked if he might see her panties, Riskua just shrugs, "Sure", and casually pulls out a second piece of underwear from her pocket to show him?
Not quite like that, but yes, there will be moments where they take advantage (more so Kitsune that Riskua) but I’m afraid I won’t be saying more than that right now.
Sooo…. My questioning religion ass is going to church for the first time in well over a decade with my close friend who is very very religious. And tbh I’m nervous excited. I’ve related to both a lot of aspects of paganism and Christianity and I think me exploring both is a good idea. But at the same time I just have horrible memories attached to going to church bc i was a young gay who didn’t understand my identity at all and I had very homophobic pastors and it was scary for me hence why I haven’t gone in so long. But my friend said her church is very welcoming so… We will see how this goes. Pray 4 me….. Pun intended…
im very content with my blog and my content yet on the other hand i think i may change my blog name
fourtygay was originally merely a sort of pun and a way to make it clear i make a fair amount of warhammer artwork thats gay-centric so that stupid people full of flames and anger would not follow me but now i really dont do much art at the current time due to the constraints of school and work on my time, and i also no longer blog exclusively warhammer content (in fact i barely blog any unless it really appeals to me)
so maybe i need a new blog title thats more personalized
and also i want to not have “Gay” in the blog title because quite a few blogs that arent porn blogs with “gay” or “trans” in the title are…. i don’t know, they just post that kind of “im better that other people because i’m not one of The Straights” stuff and it’s just not really my bag. I’m not into ironically /or/ seriously saying I’m better than other people because of something that’s just an aspect of my life. it’s just not really funny or cute to me to go around being like “the straights are awful and I’m better”
this is probably related to the same reason why my blog description doesnt say “trans man” and why my fb gender also just says “male”
transness and sexuality is fairly incidental to my character as a person idk. it’s a part of my life, but i don’t build myself around it.
❝ Look, you tell a couple jokes as a dad and suddenly everyone’s like ‘you’re making dad jokes.’ ❞ - Batcat
“Well, it was a pun.” Selina replied, moving over to sit next to Bruce. “It wasn’t at all funny, though.”
“Alfred thought it was good. Am I not funny?” He turned his head to look at her, completely serious.
She bit her lip, trying not to laugh. “You…uh..yeah, Dark Knight, you’re the next Bo Burnham”
“Who the hell is Bo Burnham?”
“Oh, sweetie…” Selina rested her elbow on the back of the couch, and leaned her head on her fist. “Maybe let one of the kids make the joke next time. Or Alfred. Or me. Or literally anyone else.”
“You said I should try new things. Well, this is me trying.” He shrugged, almost pouting.
“Are you seriously upset about this?” She sighed and climbed on top of his lap, grabbing his face in her hands to make him look at her. “It’s a loving phrase. They all see you as this stoic and they’re surprised when you come up with something funny and actually say it out loud.”
“…I didn’t come up with it.”
Bruce took a deep breath, then averted his eyes. “…I heard…Clark made the same joke to the League last week.”
Now there was no way she could keep herself composed. She busted out laughing, hard enough that tears were coming to her eyes.
“Alright, I’m going down to the Batcave.” Bruce said, trying to remove Selina he could get up, but she wouldn’t budge.
“Sorry, sorry.” She said, coming down. Taking his hand, she locked their fingers together. “You know, you’re incredibly sexy when you’re flustered.”
He sighed. “You’re trying to distract me with sex, Selina, it’s not going to work.”
“Oh please, it always works.” She pressed her forehead against his. “Let’s go upstairs, and make you a dad again.”
He let out a groan of annoyance, then stood up, this time lacing his arms around her legs so he could take her with him.
“You know I’m going to have to tell Lois and Steve about this when I see them tomorrow.” She said as he walked them up the stairs
“You know I hate your little gossip circle.”
“Then you shouldn’t have introduced me to Iris. Us League spouses have to stick together.”
He rolled his eyes, then smiled. It was nice hearing Selina refer to herself as his spouse. Again.