the enchantress’s magic spreads farther than anybody guessed, least of all her
following the curse, things are…..well, they’re joyous, obviously. They’re beautiful. They’re glad, and new, and full of sunlight. But also, sometimes….
Plumette wonders if Lumiere has gotten a little taller. Not a lot, not tremendously so—just an inch or two. It might be the new heels he bought as soon as he could, but she doesn’t quite think so.
Lumiere thinks Plumette’s hair might have gotten curlier, her skin a little softer. No, he thinks, that cannot be quite right, time was frozen during the spell, non? And yet—ohhh, she is as good to him as ever, what does it matter, she is radiant as always, with or without the extra locks.
Cogsworth sees Mrs. Potts moving around the kitchen and thinks, now, didn’t she used to have a touch of the gout in that one leg? And yet there she walks now, as she did when we first met almost thirty years ago. I must have a cog wrong, somewhere, thinks Cogsworth.
He could not always play with his eyes entirely closed, could he, her darling Cadenza? surely he was not so supernatural as that? Garderobe looks at him again and sees his eyes shut, his fingers flying over a passage she knows he shouldn’t know. Something has grown better with his fingers in the time he wasn’t using them. Magia.
Chapeau never says much, but he sees that Cogsworth’s back does not hurt him so anymore. It’s like a gear has shifted and released some spring he didn’t know he had.
Mrs. Potts knows Chapeau should not be that strong—yet he lifts Chip easily, now, as easily as if he were just a cup. Yet before—he’s a skinny man, Mr. Chapeau, I don’t know where he got that from. Mrs. Potts gets herself a cup of tea and thinks about it, crossing her two perfectly fine feet without another thought.
Cadenza notices no difference. His amore is as beautiful as ever, and the only magia he’s privy to is when she chooses to sing for him.
Local scientist enters the Olympics without any equipment nor protections
Gets a silver medal
Refuses to elaborate further
Leaves
two lovers
the moon and the sun
william afton and clara dancing
If you're taking prompts, here's a shitty shitty headcanon/au type thing that I've always had a soft spot for. WHAT IF, post curse, all the servants (and maybe Adam idk) found that they could change back and forth from their cursed forms at will. At first when they figure it out no one ever does it because ANGST and SADNESS but eventually they all use it for hide and seek and stupid shit
dude ive been holding off posting this just cuz i love it so much but i wanted u to know that i see it and i love it and I WANNA WRITE IT SO BAD
Mr and mrs afton on a cute lil date <3
….while henry babysits
Some lil sketches:
I can't help but think that in an alternate universe, if Martin Whitly had committed the murders when he was at university and had been caught, the news would probably have nicknamed him the angel of death, (like Robledo Puch, a famous Argentine serial killer, there is literally an interview where a lady believes that I could not have done anything so bad because according to her the boy has an angelic face) also michael sheen as a young man really seems quite angelic
I feel like I know who that person is, but there are quite an odd number of angels of deaths. Though that is more reserved for doctors who kill at work, so I don't... know if the Surgeon counts as one??? But if he had committed them when he was still in med school, that would make for an interesting situation!
some sketches of otto that are somewhat related to an AU I've been thinking about lately
"Well, I didn't think I'd say this, but DAMN, STAN LOOKS HOT."
Give this man his cigar
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Art request for Severus’ birthday: Severus getting a drawn picture by little Harry with Minerva smiling in the back.
Hogwarts staffs adopted Harry AU
Sometimes you just gotta hug it out…
This blog will probably be focused in any hyperfixation that I have at the moment (main blog @pashfoxx)
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