& all the lovers with no time for me

i want to do prompts.

i want to do headcanons.

i want to write a story about why when belle cares about people, she'll give them small books that she handwrites and binds herself, because her mother taught her how to do it, and she's never let go of that birthday tradition.

i want to write about erin's morning habit of setting her alarm for five thirty, so she can stare at the mirror and talk to herself so she can attempt to overcome her stutter, and feel like she fits in.

i want to write about the day victoria saw her parents hanged in front of her, and how it made her so excessively protective of small children, and obsessed with stopping them seeing the horrors of the world, despite the fact she could happily slaughter everyone else.