who is belle

Just got back from Beauty and the Beast

and guys, all that stuff about lefou being bad representation? its wrong. throughout the movie, he gets more and more uncomfortable with what gaston is doing, and then, at the end, in the final dance member, they show him dancing with another guy. also, despite the name, hes not at all as foolish as his animated counterpart. hes shown to be more intelligent than a lot of the villagers who follow gaston around, and even switches sides in the big battle, saving the life of a beloved member of the castle servants. hes a good guy, and, honestly, sure, the representation isnt perfect, but i went into that movie expecting him to be the comic relief character bumbling after gaston, and mooning after him. he wasnt. there was definitely something unrequited there, yes, and he did do some things that were questionable, but hes not portrayed as foolish, or evil. hes one of the most developed characters among the villagers, and he even gets at least a hint of a happy ending when he dances in the final dance number. he makes up for all of his ‘evil’ actions, recognizes them as wrong, and gets his happy ending. please, dont boycott this film. its really good.

also, a bonus: the relationship between belle and the beast is actually really well developed and realistic. theyre both very well developed characters, with touching stories and realistic emotions.

tl:dr: lefou isnt portrayed as an idiot and he gets a happy ending with a random background dude, and also the romance between beast and belle is good

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#this episode was gay as fork

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Are you not afraid to d a n c e with me?

Lumiette Thoughts

There was probably one point at Lumiere and Plumette’s wedding where Lumiere’s just sitting at a table watching her interact with Belle and Mrs. Potts and Chip and he just can’t get over how beautiful she looks in her wedding dress, how her eyes sparkle when she moves, her smile the embodiment of pure joy; she shines brighter than anyone else in the room.

And he’s hopelessly lovestruck; he can’t stop staring at her and it’s then that he realizes how lucky he is that he married this wonderful woman.  That’s my wife, he thinks, over and over again, because it just hasn’t sunk in yet.  And then he’d say it out loud, to anyone who was around to listen…particularly Cogsworth, who’s probably sitting right next to him, and after a few times, Cogsworth’s just like “yes, that’s the fifth time you’ve said it.”

So he starts saying it to other people, like Mrs. Potts, Chapeau, Adam, Belle.  They all smile and tolerate it a lot more than the majordomo does, probably because they know that this is a happy moment for him and Plumette, and they most definitely have a happy life ahead of them.

But there’s probably this one moment where he goes to say it to Cadenza and stops, because the maestro is already smiling and giving him this look that says, no words necessary, “I know exactly what’s going through your head right now, and you’re gonna be feeling that way for the rest of your life. Believe me, I know.”

And then he gets up to accompany the Madame, because even if they were turned down they’d still be there to perform, they’re just that persistent, and Lumiere looks after them, sees the glances they share before they start, and thinks yep, he gets it, he understands.  

And then he runs over to ask Plumette to dance with him, and for a second he doesn’t know what to say–him, the romantic, too in awe, too head-over-heels in love to say a few words.  But then Plumette asks him if he wants to dance (saves him), and he’s like yes, please, it’s already felt like forever since we’ve danced (it’s been like half an hour), we have to make up for lost time, he insists.

And when they do, and they’re staring into each other’s eyes, his hand tucked around her waist and her hand resting on his shoulder, her face, her eyes, everything about her is more radiant than the sun (and her smile, her smile).  He’s content, he’s perfect, he’s never felt more alive…

But it’s merely the first moment of the rest of forever.  A moment that, in that instant, has already lasted a lifetime.