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ADAM DE VILLENEUVE.
Name: Adam de Villeneuve
faceclaim: Dan Stevens (live action), Dan Payne (Descendants verse only)
Birthday: 15 August
Place of Birth: Villeneuve, France
Species & Physiology: Human/Beast
Height: 6' (human), 7' (beast)
Hair color: Blonde
Eyes color: Blue
Biography:
“If he could learn to love another, and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time. As the years passed, he fell into despair, and lost all hope, for who could ever learn to love a beast?”
Many years ago, the Prince named Adam was a handsome young man, but also selfish, unkind, and spoiled. He lived in a luxurious castle in France and had everything he wanted. One night, on Christmas Eve, his kindness was put to the test when a beggar woman came to the castle and pleaded for shelter from the freezing cold and rain, with a single rose as payment. Repulsed by her haggard appearance, he sneered at the simple, but beautiful gift, and turned the woman away. The woman warns the Prince not to be deceived by appearances, for beauty is found within. When the Prince shuns the beggar woman again, her ugliness melts away and then transforms into a beautiful and powerful Enchantress. Seeing her beauty and realizing her power, the Prince tries to apologize, but it is too late, for she had seen in her disguise that there was no love in his heart. As punishment for his cold heart and cruelty, she turns him into a terrifying beast. She also casts a ghastly curse on the entire castle, transforming it into a dark, foreboding place, its lush green grounds into dark, misty, wolf-infested woods, and the good-natured servants into anthropomorphic household objects to reflect their different personalities. Ashamed of his new appearance, the Beast conceals himself inside his castle with a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world.
The rose the Enchantress had given him was enchanted, and it would bloom until his twenty-first year. She had told him that if he could learn to love another and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken, but if he failed, he would be doomed to remain a beast forever. He scratches a portrait of his human self in anger and shame upon being reminded of his previous appearance before the Enchantress cursed him (seeing his former self as a fool). This anger soon gives way to despair and hopelessness as the years go by, for he becomes convinced that no one could ever love a beast.
Ten years later, the Beast discovers Maurice inside the castle and accuses him of trespassing (not knowing that Maurice was actually allowed inside by the servants for shelter, despite the servants trying to vouch for him). Maurice's stare at the Beast only provokes the Beast's fury, and he proceeds to "give Maurice a place to stay" by locking Maurice in the tower as a prisoner. Sometime later, Maurice's daughter, Belle, arrives to find him, but soon confronts the Beast herself and pleads with him to let her father go, offering herself as a prisoner instead. The Beast, astonished by Belle's offer, ultimately accepts, under the further condition that she remains in the castle forever, as well as heeding her request to step into the light to reveal himself to her, horrifying Belle once she sees his monstrous form. He then brashly throws Maurice into an enchanted coach to take him back to the village he came from without letting Belle say goodbye to her father first.
The Beast eventually decided to give her an actual room other than the dungeon cell (both at Lumiere's suggestion and due to feeling some guilt at Belle's sadness from his prior actions). He further warns Belle not to go into his chamber, the West Wing, although he gave her expressed permission to visit the other areas of the castle. He then "invites" her to dinner, although it was closer to command than an actual request. The Beast later waited for Belle to join him for dinner, although because of her residual anger towards the Beast for his earlier actions and grief towards her father being released before she said goodbye, Belle did not join him, citing as an excuse that she wasn't hungry, and refused to come down even when twice (albeit reluctantly) politely making requests to come down to dinner, incensing him enough to have her starve for the evening and later causing him to despair upon overhearing Belle's negative comments about him with the Wardrobe and her implication that she would never fall in love or have anything to do with him. Although he had specifically forbidden her from visiting the West Wing, she does later on out of curiosity, much to the Beast's fury. His rage caused him to destroy much of his chambers while screaming at Belle to get out.
Realizing his mistake, the Beast pursues Belle after she flees the castle, arriving just in time to rescue her from a pack of wolves and getting injured in the process. After Belle helps him back to the castle, she starts tending his wounds, but the two then enter another brief argument about who is at fault, with Belle effectively winning the argument. As Belle, having conquered the Beast's ferocious temper, continues to tend to his injuries, she thanks him for saving her life, to which the Beast, realizing the deed he has just done while noticing her kindness, starts feeling good inside himself.
The Beast, who has never felt considerate before, wants to do something for Belle. At Lumiere's suggestion, he shows Belle the castle's enormous library, which strikes her interest so much that he gives it to her as a gift. She then in return helps him become more civilized. During one evening date, Belle teaches the Beast how to dance; during which, the Beast falls in love with her. Placing her happiness before his own, he releases Belle to tend to her sick father (and to make up for his earlier harsh treatment of her father) when Belle discovers Maurice lost in the woods. He then gives her the magic mirror as a present to remember him by. As Belle departs on Phillipe, he gives out a mournful roar that echoes through the castle.
Later, a lynch mob comes to kill the Beast, led by a jealous rival suitor named Gaston. Gaston eventually finds the Beast, and initially, the Beast has no will to fight, still in a state of depression from Belle leaving. Just as Gaston is about to bring the final blow, Belle returns, calling for Gaston to stop. Upon hearing Belle's voice, he suddenly stands and fights back with a renewed vigor in the knowledge that Belle truly does care about him. As the fight continues, Gaston brags about his superficial beliefs that he is Belle's true love, and the Beast is nothing more than a monster whom Belle will never love. Finally fed up with Gaston's taunts and arrogance, the Beast overpowers him and holds him by the throat over the edge of the castle. Gaston finally drops his pride and begs for mercy, to which the Beast initially ignores, but upon realizing that he is turning into everything that represents Gaston himself (not to mention that Belle would never allow him to take the latter's life, despite her animosity towards the hunter), instead spares his life and allows him to walk away, warning him to leave the castle and never return.
Just then, Belle arrives at the castle's balcony and calls out to the Beast, who turns and climbs his way up toward her. Reuniting with Belle, he happily embraces her but is then stabbed in the back by Gaston. This sudden twinge of excruciating pain causing him to rear backward to try and endure it. Belle manages to grab hold of the Beast and pull him onto the balcony while Gaston, knocked off balance by the Beast, falls off the castle to his death. After helping the Beast onto the balcony surface, Belle turns his face towards her. The Beast smiles at seeing Belle, who tries to reassure him that everything's going to be fine, but he knows all too well that his time is coming, telling her how grateful he is to have a chance at seeing her one last time before succumbing to his wounds. Upon losing him, Belle begs him not to leave her and, breaking down into tears, admits her love for him, mere seconds before the last petal falls from the enchanted rose.
As Belle continues sobbing over the loss of her love, shimmering beams of light fall onto the Beast. The Beast's body then begins to float in the air and becomes enshrouded in his own cape and surrounding fog as he begins to transform: his fore-paws, hind-paws, and furry head respectively turn back into the hands, feet, and head of Prince Adam, and he is returned to normal. He then gets up, looks at himself, and turns to Belle, who initially looks at him skeptically before recognizing him by his blue eyes. Prince Adam and Belle share their first kiss, that further breaks the additional spell the Enchantress had placed on the castle and its inhabitants: the castle is restored to its original, shining state, and all the Prince's servants, including Lumiere, Cogsworth, Chip, and Mrs. Potts, are transformed back into humans.
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The early years
This verse takes place during prince Adam's youth, before he is struck by the curse that turns him into a hideous beast. In this verse, Adam is between the age of 11 and 18. He may look like a fairytale prince, but when his mother passed away, his father took over, and raised his son with plenty less tenderness and love than his wife had done for their son. Combined with the grief for the loss of the woman he loved most of all, Adam grew into a spoiled and bitter, selfish and cold, young man.
animated, 1991
In this verse, Adam was turned into a beast on Christmas Day at the age of 11. He was receiving gifts from the people, and discarded a book that was gifted to him. When an old beggar woman came to the castle, asking for shelter in exchange for a rose, he rejected her and was met with the curse of the Enchantress. The castle has been cursed and forgotten for ten years, before Belle's father ends up at the castle grounds. In this verse, he must learn to love again before his 21st birthday. In this verse, time moves normally, both inside and outside the castle.
live action, 2017
In this verse, Adam was turned into a beast as a young adult. Many nobles had gathered at the castle, as it was Christmas, but the prince was also to choose a noble lady to be his betrothed as he was coming of age. When a beggar woman enters the ball room, the feast is disrupted. Prince Adam refuses to offer her shelter from the cold in exchange for the rose she offers him, and is quickly punished for his foolish decision. The old hag turns into an Enchantress, and casts a curse upon the castle. The beast must learn how to love again before his 21st birthday, if he ever wants to be a beautiful prince again. In this verse, time moves differently inside the castle than it does outside. The rose he was given is the only indicator of how long he has left to break the curse, unaware of how many years have come to pass to the rest of the world.
modern day
The Villeneuves hail from a long, ancient line of French nobles. Once, many years ago, their influence ran as far as the royal family of France. The Villeneuves know a brief history of residency at the palace of Versailles, ere they returned back to their own regions where they would continue to reside within their own castle which still stands to this day.
Today, the Villeneuve Castle is in the hands of a young millionaire called Adam, and his handful of employees who have watched over him ever since his father came to pass, leaving a young man to fend for himself as his mother had already died when Adam was barely a teen. He is the next in a line of wealthy nobles who not only gain their name in what they have meant to their community in the past. They have also gained it through blood, honor and history. His father raised him with only one goal in mind: success. A spoiled brat, Adam is far from anyone's favourite. He is wealthy and he is selfish, and cares little for the happenings beyond the walls of his property as seemed to be a trend among his ancestors. They would collect taxes from the people, with little regard whether or not they could afford it. The beauty and the wealth of their own castle and the display of their status was always most vital.
Today, as a young entrepreneur, Adam benefits from the wealth and the successes from his ancestors, but he himself is a conceited little snot, raised by a father who had little regards for his child. Spoiled, rotten and selfish, Adam de Villeneuve is no more than a ghost story to most. The castle and its wonderful rose gardens is present in the everyday life of many people, but a lot of them no longer think it is inhabited. Burdened with the name and status his father has bestowed upon him from the day he could walk, Adam yet dares to long for a different life. One that isn't haunted by paranoid thinking or determined by blood and history which have often shed darkness on the Villeneuve name, and one that isn't a transcript of etiquette, rules and posh protocols.
Descendants
Please read THIS POST to learn more about my portrayal of King Beast.
Seven years of happily ever after pass and Adam and Belle get married. Instead of a honeymoon, they united all the kingdoms from China to Auroria, and found the United States of Auradon. Adam and Belle are also elected its first king and queen. Among their first decisions was to round up all the villains and sidekicks to imprison them on the Isle of the Lost, a gross filthy Isle with a magical barrier to let no one in our out.
Four years after, he becomes the father of his first and only heir, Prince Ben. Several years come to pass and Ben is being prepared to follow in his father's steps. He decides to allow the children of some of the worst villains to be transferred from the Isle of the Lost to Auradon. King Beast isn't happy with the idea at first, but Ben convinces him that the misdeeds of the parents should not be passed on to their children as well. He is dismayed when Ben introduces Mal, the daughter of Maleficent, as his new girlfriend to his parents, and even more so when a fight erupts that results in Chad Charming being put under a temporary sleeping spell.
On Ben's Coronation Day, the Beast passes his crown to his son and thereon his throne. He witnesses the return of Maleficent and also Mal and her friends' heroic deed by defeating her, resulting in them all on Auradon's good graces.
other
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“good tip.” okay, so maybe she was trying to get in good graces with one of her closest friend’s parents. it was one of her few friends’ parent she could be in the same room as without throwing fists… at least so far. “does he get that from you?”
“OH NO,” he admitted at once. Parties weren’t his thing, in the slightest bit. Auradon more or less had Belle to thank, for any type of festivities. “If it were on me, there would never be any parties to attend. — He probably got it from his mother.”
“oooh, master of the hold– what is it that i get to hold?? i’d love a penny or two. maybe a newly tailored jacket to match my eyes,” the thief has little shame in how casual he takes such suggestion of boorish origins. its true, he lacks the spirit and whimsicality that others possesses in these parts, but the two men also lived two entirely different lives, “look, i’m not sure what sold you on all this miracle mambo-jambo, but people like me can’t live off of hoping for miracles. they simply don’t exist for the lot of us, so we make our own.”
THE OTHER MERELY EARNED himself a dry look from the prince. He wondered if anyone could ever, truly be this stupid — or was he only faking it? Adam didn’t really care much. Part of him already regretted leaving the warmth of his castle to engage with the people living nearby, only to be met with idiots.
Elsa was so stunned, she could hardly believe it. A magical winter in the middle of June, that was already there without her powers. As she opened the gates, she felt like she was entering another world. She stepped carefully on the snow, a sense of wonder filling her.
The castle itself looked dark and dreary, but to her the snow felt like a sign of hope.
She approached the door, knocking timidly- and jumped when it swung open for her. Taking a breath, she stepped through the door.
“H-hello?”
THE CASTLE AND ALL THOSE who live within it had been long forgotten to all those who live beyond its icy grounds. Regardless of the time of the year, the castle would remain forever locked in the icy cold of a bitter, Christmas winter. The master of the hold loathed it, and yet there was nothing about it that he could do — at least, not on his own.
When the air shifts inside the castle, it’s commonly naught but one of his servants causing trouble. The beast didn’t question it much, until he heard an unfamiliar voice far below him, in the vast and cold emptiness of the once-so-magnificent great castle hall. He resides in the shadows of the hallway, distant from her and hidden from view.
“—Leave!” The beast’s voice thundered through the chill atmosphere of the dark and eerie castle.
“YES, YOUR MAJESTY. I UNDERSTAND.” He bows, thankful that Belle decided to step in. He was getting triggered by all of the shouting. He only wanted what was best for Auradon, he’d been loyal ever since his stay in the dungeons and wouldn’t dare disobey the former king. Of course… he was worried other villains on the isle would steal from their own children, and that he’d end up returning with the news that the classics on the Isle were the recipients of the king’s generosity…. that would spell disaster.
BELLE’S EYES PRIED INTO his shoulder blades as he inched closer towards Lefou. He knows all too well she would remain there to listen along. Her husband’s temper isn’t exactly much of a secret to anyone anyway — or at least not as much as the fact that she kept that awful temper of his somewhat under control.
“You will see to it personally,” he spoke directly to Lefou. “Or I will have your head if you fail to succeed.”
𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐂 . while amelia loved spending time in the huge library to get lost in books - mostly fairy tales and bewitching stories of creatures from other worlds - she was also the daughter of her father . in love with KNOWLEDGE , with taking a step back to watch things from a different perspective . he said that this was one of the most important things to learn for a future king , so she supposed that his mother believed that spending time with the johnsons would turn her son into what the country truly needed . a sovereign with a good heart . brunette was no one to judge , especially not considering her position at court , yet she saw what could not be unseen . THE WELL BEING OF THE POOR , of those who should be the ones to receive mercy and help was nothing to cold hearted man who rather indulged in his own wealth . adam though had so much potential , a bright future that still lied ahead . IF SHE COULD ONLY HELP A LITTLE , accompany him for a short period of time . it would be enough . ❛ you see , your majesty . sometimes changing ones perspective allows us to learn more about ourselves . ❜ taking a last glimpse on the tree before hand reached out . ❛ accompany me to the market . just today . ❜ cheeks are tinted with a gentle pink , hopeful gaze in doe eyes . ❛ the people will appreciate it . I WOULD . and it would show them that their future king is not only graced with generosity , but also cares for his subjects . ❜
“TO THE MARKET?” — Into the village, surrounded by peasants? Adam nearly shuddered at the mere thought of it all. His father’s voice rung in his head. Peasants are full of diseases. Offer them a finger, and they take your whole hand. If you’re not careful enough, they will soon take the whole castle! Though, he could see in the look in her eyes that she would not agree in the slightest bit if Adam were to share with her what had been on his mind just now. He knows well enough that she is not of a noble family, and thus they had different perspectives on the matter.
“You could impossibly convince them that’s a good idea.” He would never dare to admit it, but Adam did hold an ounce of fear (or was it cowardice? — No, it can’t be!) towards the idea of leaving the castle to visit the villagers. The castle was his safety and his home and not once before has he stepped beyond its grounds. Regardless of his age now, Cogsworth would never let the prince leave the castle grounds — and if Monsieur Lumière were to hear of this… A rare glint of defiance glistened in the prince’s gaze. He had often be a riddle for controversy with the courtiers. Amelia seemed so hopeful, that look in her eyes had the power to put even Adam to thinking twice…
“Have you tried asking Monsieur Lumière? — But mind you, Monsieur Cogsworth must never hear of it ere we leave!”
IT TAKES ALL HIS WILLPOWER AND CONTROL not to cry. To have that monstrous thing laugh at him– it was a terrifying feeling, being so small and vulnerable both physically and emotionally. He wiped the egg whites off of him and flicked them onto the floor- some poor servant would clean it later, he was far too upset to.
SHOULDERS SLUMPED INTO SUCH a petite and vulnerable form, the Beast felt large and more monstrous than ever before in the other’s presence. Briefly, he thought — he thought about the large paws on the step of his throne, and those resting upon its arm rests. Once, that throne had been rather large on the little prince. But for the large beast, it was nearly too small… The atmosphere surrounding them changed at once…
“oh, that’s funny. watch me laugh.” she wasn’t laughing. “tell me, oh high king or whatever your title is now, how many of us did you judge on first sight?”
“NOT THAT MANY, if you truly wonder.” After all, his main concern had been their parents. Whatever became of them, in the idea of children, hadn’t been on his mind all that much until his son had brought it up.
IT’S THE START OF A NEW YEAR and that means I go through my thread tracker and clean out the mess in there. So, in this post I’ll tag and list everyone who I’m tracking threads with, and I’ll list which ones I want to keep and which one’s I’ll untrack if my partner doesn’t want to keep it either.
If your thread is on the untrack list and you want to keep it, message me.
If your thread is on the list of things I want to keep, but you don’t want to keep it, message me.
This is the list ofthreads I will untrack at the end of the week:
None. Yay!
If your thread is on the untrack list and you want to keep it, message me.
If your thread is on the list of things I want to keep, but you don’t want to keep it, message me.
IF YOU’RE TRACKING A THREAD THAT’S NOT IN THIS POST, feel free to poke me!
