#im sure you do monsieur

[incorrect-ikevamp-quotes]

Comte Election Story, 6th Anniversary Event (JPN 2023)

I managed to get Comte's collection story during the 6th year anniversary event in the JPN version of the game. As usual, my translation skills are rudimentary at best, so this is just a rough/general sense of the contents. Rest of the translation is below the cut:

Sweet and lovely, our everyday life is irreplaceable. After becoming a vampire, I’ve lived with him forever like this. I seek out more and more of the man I love than anyone else--

Comte: Good morning, MC. You’re up very early today.

I went down to the dining room a few hours before dawn--only to find Comte nursing a teacup gracefully at one end of the table.

MC: Good morning. I managed to wake up somehow…how about you?

Comte: Actually, I just got back.

When I asked, he told me that the host of the party started talking to him all night, and they didn’t part ways until after midnight.

Comte: I was going to finish this cup of tea to unwind, and then try to rest til noon.

He runs a hand through his freshly washed hair and brings the cup to his mouth in a series of elegant gestures that makes me fall in love with him all over again. I’m not sure if it’s because I’ve been up all night, but my heart readily starts beating faster.

Even Comte seems to notice my reaction…

Comte: …looking at me like that, are you seducing me?

Comte's eyes narrowed mischievously and he left his cup behind to approach me. A beautiful beast gazed at me as if to take aim at his prey, and he drew me in with supple hands.

MC: I didn’t intend it that way but…it’s true that I'm captivated. Your damp hair and lovely gestures are so sexy that I’m at a loss…

Comte: Saying such a thing…you’re a naughty woman, MC. Even though I tried to quell my ardor with a cold shower and hot tea...I’m glad to hear it, even though I’m far from calm.

When I raised my head--having looked down in bashful embarrassment--I can see burgeoning in Comte’s eyes an indisputable, feverish desire…

MC: Ah, mm…

His soft lips playfully brushed against the nape of my neck.

Comte: No one else would be awake at this hour…though we could be interrupted any moment. Make sure to keep your voice down.

He chuckled a little before a hot sigh caressed my skin, dropping kisses one after another. He circled around the usual place he’d sink his fangs into me, and every brush of his lips made heat gather low in my body…

MC: So impatient…Abel…

Comte: …I’ve been waiting for you to give it to me

The corners of his lips lifted a little, before he buried his fangs into my neck.

MC: Mn, ah…aaaahh…

Comte: I love you so much...and whenever we aren't together, I’m starved of you. We were miles apart all night yesterday. I’ll show you just how much I missed you.

His voice--half-intoxicated with the ecstasy of my blood--was sweet and husky with his desire.

Comte: Before you, I’m always a love-starved beast.

As I gaze into those eyes burning with emotion, an electric sensation tingles down my spine. 

(Ah, I’m just the same. It’s not only my heart, my body is always seeking you out too.)

MC: Me too…all day and night, I’m always thinking about you…

Comte: --Come here. Take as much of me as you want

At his encouragement and incitement, I sink my fangs into him.

MC: ah, ha…

Pleasure washes over me in an endless cascade, every sensation in my body heightened and sharp. I clenched my hands tighter through his wet hair, and dug my fangs into him greedily to devour that wellspring of ecstasy. 

Comte: I'm happy to be able to share love with you like this, as a vampire.

Like drops of water moistening desiccated earth, every crimson drop fills us to the brim--

[lujingheswife]

eyes of silver and gold

soulmate au! everyone has heterochromia, one eye is your natural colour the other is your soulmate’s natural colour. once you meet eye contact, all eyes return to its natural colour.

featuring: neuvillette

word count: 1075

cw: soulmate!au, reader is a liyue adeptus, gn!reader, reader’s eyes are GOLD because GOLD, traveler can be lumine or aether (they/them pronouns), intentional lowercase, not proofread

author’s notes: super duper rushed IM SORRY,,,, this could be written better but yeah 😭😭 i’ll do better next time !!! (i love soulmate aus)

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neuvillette blinked at the reflection of himself on the mirror for the nth time. it was not the first time he had done so, but every time he observed the eyes of the citizens of fontaine it made him question what made his soulmate so special.

because one thing for sure, he was almost certain his soulmate was not human.

the chief justice knew the eyes of a human when he sees one. their round iris, and the common eye colours of brown or blue could easily tell that they’re merely human.

however, his soulmate’s eye replacing his left one did not look like the eyes of a human. it was an unnatural colour, usually similar to the eye colours of those who wield a vision. what caught his attention though, was the pattern of his soulmate’s eye that stood out amongst the others. like how his eyes are of a dragon’s, and lady furina’s eyes are of dewdrops, his soulmate’s eye, igniting a warm colour, shouted gold.

the first thing he had in mind was the land of gold where the geo element usurper resided. he knew liyue was a land of the adepti, where many immortals who once battled in the archon war still lived in the mountains of amber.

yet for centuries living as the hydro dragon, he had never once encountered his soulmate.

was it because of the distance between them? it was understandable, after all, for an adeptus to remain loyal to their homeland.

he had visited liyue a few times but failed to find this soulmate of his. maybe they were not residing in liyue after all?

neuvillette chose to let fate decide.

he heaved a small sigh as he turned away from the mirror, back to his office desk to continue checking the documents for the next trial.

“monsieur neuvillette!” a loud, squeaky voice which he knew belonged to a certain floating alien chimed through the door. he watched as surprisingly, only paimon, flew her way into his office with an excited expression.

he blinked confusedly at her unusual demeanour. “miss paimon,” he called, “how may i assist you today?”

he allowed her to take her time as she panted heavily. “your—“ she looked up at him and he swore he saw her eyes sparkling a lot brighter than usual. “my?” he asked.

“soulmate! we found your soulmate!! they’re outside!” paimon exclaimed excitedly.

neuvillette’s world stopped for a millisecond, for he had not known that his soulmate had just traveled kilometres from the southern liyue to the northern fontaine. he did not realize his legs moved on his own, allowing paimon to drag him by the sleeve towards the outside of the opera house.

“monsieur?” he heard paimon called before snapping himself out of his thoughts. he noticed her looking at him in concern, realizing he had stopped his tracks right by the door. “are you okay?” she asked.

is he okay? he wondered the same.

he felt an uncomfortable feeling in his chest, as if someone— or something, was banging the drums inside. he felt the drums getting louder and faster, and he could not feel his legs anymore.

he inhaled sharply. “i’m perfectly fine, miss paimon,” he paused in between, “well, let’s meet my… soulmate, shall we?”

his gaze turned towards the entrance of the door, sensing the melusine looking at him eagerly as she patiently waited for him to get ready. “monsieur neuvillette! are you going out?” she asked.

he nodded. “yes, i am. thank you very much.”

the melusine by the door clapped her hands excitedly as she immediately skipped towards the door knob before opening it for him. “well then, enjoy meeting them, monsieur!”

neuvillette watched the door opens before the light outside instantly came greeting him in an embrace.

and the first thing that entered his vision was a pair of heterochromatic eyes that matches his.

you were there with the traveler, dressed in foreign attire not befitting of fontaine. your vision clinging onto your waist like a proud medal. you were by the entrance, surrounded by melusines who were saying how your eyes match their chief justice. he watched how your confused expression tries to have a conversation with the little melusines while the traveler laughed next to you.

the cute moment did not last when the melusines notice the presence of their chief justice, immediately rushing towards him excitedly wanting to ask him about his soulmate. yet his widened eyes had locked with yours, watching your eye adorned with his blueish-purple colour slowly changing back to gold— the familiar gold that greeted him every morning in front of the mirror.

“monsieur neuvillette! your eyes!” he heard a melusine exclaimed, their hands holding his sleeve as they jumped happily.

he blinked confusedly at the tugs of his sleeves when a melusine appeared with a mirror in their hands. they showed a reflection of himself where his eyes were back to his original form— the mixture of silver, blue and purple.

he averted his attention to his soulmate who seemed to be doing the same. you were looking at your own reflection, realizing your eye has reverted to its original form. he watched your surprised expression until you noticed his attention had diverted towards you.

your flushed expressions felt a little foreign to the iudex of fontaine, but he was certainly relieved at the sight of your comfortable state in a foreign region.

he gave you a sincere smile as he placed a hand over his chest as a form of greeting.

“greetings. i’m neuvilette, chief justice and iudex of fontaine. it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

since birth, neuvillette never understood the concept of soulmates until he was given a chance to experience such phenomenon. from when he had awoken to a change in his appearance to encountering the partner that was given to him by fate, it was a surprise that a being like him could have one too.

in fact, his own soulmate was not mortal either. an adeptus originating from the land of gold, you began your exploration in the continent with the fellow traveler when they could not stop persuading you to follow them to meet someone.

a smile was formed on your lips in return as you introduced your name to him, which sounded nice to his ears. “and it’s a pleasure to meet you too, mister neuvillette.”

maybe he could give this concept a try.

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[bunnibaby-love]

hear me out...possessive dom neuvillette...power imbalance......

🧁 Neuvillette x F!Reader 🧁

♡ female reader + kinda non con + barely smut + corruption + manipulation + power imbalance + dumblification

Iudex Neuvillette has been admiring you ever since you offered an umbrella to him. It was a simple gesture that even Wriothesley did but he thinks it might be what humans called love at first sight

It saddened him when he found out you move to Sumeru to pursue your education. He won't be able to admire you while you walk thru streets or watch on the opera house every once in awhile

Once he found out you are graduating, he didn't think twice to offer you the position of being his secretary. He made sure you are only coming to him by blocking any possible work that would want you or what you want

You of couse, accepted the position of being his secratary. I mean what's better position than being the secretary of Monsieur Neuvillette?! It's a high paying job too!

You wish to learn alot from this work experience but you don't feel doing a professional work. It's always the melusine that do paperworks while you just do Neuvillette schedule and make his meals. It makes you feel more of a maid and this is somewhere you didn't wish to pursue

"A resignation?" Neuvillette raise his eyebrows at you "Pardon me but care to explain? i don't understand you leaving such an important and high position? do you think other place would take in you easily like this?"

He always intimidate you but now it's a very scary feeling and you are sweating cold although you tried hard to be brave infront of him "Yes Monsieur i...i rather work with somewhere i can show my skills"

Neuvillette chuckles at that. He is making your life easier now then you actually want it hard? "And you think your skills are that good?" he smirk when he saw you get pale "Leaving a position like this? only well stupid people would" he cross his legs while enjoying your scared expression. "I'll gave you a better..position then"

He stands up to tuck your hair behind your blushing ears "Kneel" you quickly kneeled, scared to angered the iudex

Neuvillette is a cruel man. You perceive him as cold and intimidating man but just know how cruel he is too you.

He won't let you leave the palais mermonia anymore unless he is with you, with his arms around your waist. The people of fontaine just think of it a cute couple and how great you are for taking the heart of the iudex

When it is the opposite.

You are still his secretary by name but, you did anything but that. When the doors of his office closed, you have to sit down on his lap while he does his loads of paper work "Behave or do you want me to leave you at the floor with that tiny vibrator mhm?" you shake your head. The last time he did that to you, you were in that position for 6hours

When a trial is ongoing, you are secretly under his table and sucking his cock with whatever paced he wanted. He makes you fully naked with the thrill of getting caught

You should hate it. He is making you do all of this because of how powerful he is. He knows you have your debts still and can't even pay it if you left because he is blocking everything from you

But, is really living on surviving better than this? sure Neuvillette treats you like how the toy you are but he is also caring. He would gave you aftercare no matter how much he torment you.

"So pretty like this...at your perfect place" you don't want to think about it anymore.

You now enjoy being on the iudex knees and sucking his cock like it's the only meal you need "Good girl" You happily shows off your tongue full of his cum and swallows it

"Im very proud of you dear...especially now that the test says you are pregnant..." he kiss your lips passionately "my wife....mine forever..."

[sbk-zgvlt]

You've heard Sebek and Trey being siblings or cousins but now LET'S CONSIDER SEBEK HAVING A HERITAGE WITH ROOK

Like if you think about it, what human would be so eccentric to open a dental practice in a place that RESENTS humans if not from the Hunt Family. Their 'uniqueness' for certain things is hereditary but Rook had it downbad very early on in life.

I apologize, I'm very high right now and my brain needs to get this out

LIDAEUS ZIGVOLT WHO USED TO BE A LIDAEUS HUNT IM FUCKING CRYINGGGG

I hate the fact that you're making sense 😞

Lidaeus is the most "normal" of the Hunt family, so it came as a surprise to find out that he moved away to permanently live in Briar Valley with a gorgeous fae who could probably bend him in half ❤️ (and is surrounded by other fae who could very well do the same to him!)

Can you imagine,,,Dia 3 finding out Sebek is related to Rook fucking HUNT,,,,THEY WOULD BE DEVASTATED,,,,(/lhj)

But Rook is absolutely off the RAILS !!! COUSIN??? I AM COUSINS WITH MONSIEUR CROCODILE???? SPLENDID. MAGNIFIQUE. Even though its not obvious I have a feeling that there are times where Rook misses his siblings, so what better way to get rid of that homesickness than hang out with Sebek !!

Im not sure how Sebek would react to being related to Rook, but he would be completely. Gobsmacked. "IM RELATED TO THIS FREAK?????" "WE CAN BE FREAKS TOGETHER, MONSIEUR CROCODILE!!!!!"

[sainzfilm]

hello can you do a pierre gasly x driver!reader where they’re friends and always flirting but pierre does something that accidentally makes reader jealous so he makes it up to her? thank you ❤️

pairing: pierre gasly x driver!reader

a/n: i love the jealousy trope sm i want it to happen to me irl……but then again not all men are pierre gasly

ps. i nicknamed her ace :) just because i thought it’d be nice to make her the new star of ferrari and im making her a duo with carlos!

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“She’s won twice from provisional pole in Formula 1 and is going to win from pole again! To start the season off with celebrations from Ferrari, Y/N Y/L/N wins the Bahrain Grand Prix!”

Zooming past the checkered flag, you screamed through the radio as your race engineer congratulated you, “We fucking did it! Oh my god!”

Your race engineer chuckled as she clapped through the radio, “Fantastic race, ace! Well done, you coped brilliantly today.”

“It’s unbelievable,” You exhaled deeply as you threw your fist up in the air, “This won’t be the last time.”

The crowd cheered and screamed as you pulled yourself out and stood on top of the car, waving your home flag as you basked in the victory once again.

Making your way up to the podium alongside Lewis and Carlos, you grinned as you held the trophy up, spotting a familiar pair of blue eyes looking up at you with a smile.

It didn’t take long enough as you immediately went down to run up to Pierre as he wrapped you in a big hug, “Great job, ace. You proved that you’re worthy of your seat in Ferrari.”

“It was a tough one honestly,” You mumbled against his neck as you sighed and hugged him tighter, “You started off the season with points too!”

He laughed as he grabbed his cap from his head and placed it on yours, “Enough about me, darling. Wanna walk to the holding for post race interviews?”

“Of course,” You smiled as you bowed down and offered your hand, “Shall we go, monsieur Gasly?”

Pierre bowed down and grabbed your hand, “Always, mademoiselle Y/L/N.”

Laughing as you walked alongside each other, Pierre’s hand never failed to find home around your waist, which caused drivers and fans to always tease you about a possible blooming relationship with the Alpha Tauri driver.

“You wanna go out for a snack after? I discovered this new food park nearby,” You nudged his shoulder, “Just to have a mini celebration.”

Pierre frowned as he pulled his arm away and sighed, “Oh. Uh, I’m going out with a friend. She’d probably get upset if I cancelled so suddenly.”

Friend. She. Maybe you should’ve not assumed that what you had with Pierre was going somewhere beyond friendship.

“I see,” You nodded slowly as you forced a smile and took his cap off your head and gave it back to him, “I’ll go ahead. Have fun with…uh, your friend.”

Pierre frowned as he couldn’t say anything return from how quickly you left to attend to your post race interviews. He didn’t miss the way you forcibly smiled at him, even the way you emphasized the word ‘friend’.

Post race interviews were dragging – maybe it was because of Pierre. You should’ve been happier, you snatched the season’s first win. But, why was this bothering you so much?

Did you like Pierre? No, you couldn’t. This was the guy that you jokingly flirted with. That was all it was to him. It’s on yourself for falling for those antics.

“Ay, ace,” Carlos nudged your shoulder gently as you two rode up the elevator in the hotel, “What’s been going on with you? You’ve been so…out of it since the post race interviews.”

You shook your head and ran a hand down your face, sighing in the process, “Nothing. I’m just tired.”

“You sure about that?” Carlos raised his eyebrow, “So that’s Gasly’s name now? Nothing?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Carlos,” You gritted through your teeth as you crossed you arms, “Who cares about him?”

Your Spanish teammate chuckled as he patted your shoulder and exited the elevator, “Sure, ace. Keep telling yourself that. I’ll see you in the morning.”

Scoffing, you called out as he entered his hotel room, “He sucks! All you boys are the same!”

“Who sucks?”

You stopped in front of your door as you held onto your keycard tightly, “What are you doing here?”

Pierre sighed as he put his hands inside his pocket, “Uh…I just wanted to check up on you.”

“I’m fine, there’s nothing to worry about,” You mumbled as you opened your hotel room, “It’s late now. You’re going to be late for your plans.”

“Ace, hold on,” Pierre grabbed your hand quickly, turning you around to face him, “Be honest with me. Did I do something to upset you?”

“I said, nothing,” You pulled your hand away from him and frowned, “I’m tired, Pierre. I want to go to sleep.”

Taking a deep breath, Pierre looked in your eyes, “I…cancelled my plans with her.”

“So? What do you want me to do about it?”

“I know that’s the reason why you’re upset,” He replied as he grabbed your hand once again, “She’s just a friend. Nothing more than that.”

You frowned as you looked at him, glancing at his hand holding yours, “Why does this concern me?”

“Because you’re not a friend to me,” He mumbled as he cleared his throat, “You’re more than that. I should’ve realized that sooner, ace.”

“Pierre…”

“I promise, I’m not lying,” He squeezed your hand as he gave you a small smile, “I want…I want to see where this goes.”

“You sure about it?” You looked up at him, voice feeling smaller than usual, “I don’t want to jump in something if you’re not all in.”

“I’m all in, ace,” He looked down at you, gently caressing your face, “Let me make it up to you. Day by day. I’ll prove myself.”

Huffing, you frowned as you rolled your eyes and hugged him tightly, “You better. I’ll make sure you’ll have a DNF next to your name in the next races of the season if you’re fooling around.”

Pierre chuckled as he wrapped an arm around you, kissing the top of your head, “You still wanna go to that food park now?”

You tried to fight back a small smile as you looked up at him, resting your chin on his chest, “Your treat?”

“Anything for you, ace.”

bonus scene!

“Ay, what’s taking her so long…” Carlos mumbled as he knocked louder on your hotel room, “Y/N! We’re about to leave now!”

As the door swung open, Carlos couldn’t believe who he saw in front of his eyes, having to blink a few times before he was certain.

“Huh? This isn’t your room?” Carlos raised his eyebrow as he paused for a moment and grinned, “I knew it.”

“She’s…uh almost ready,” Pierre smiled sheepishly as he scratched the back of his neck, “Sorry she woke up late. I took her out to the food park last night.”

“Sure, Pierre,” The Spaniard smirked as he patted his shoulder, “Just be sure to take good care of her. She’s like a little sister.”

Panting, you pulled your suitcase out of the room as you looked at the two drivers out in the hallway, “I’m ready?”

“Time to go, Gasly’s!” Carlos clapped as he grinned and ruffled up your hair, “Wait until Charles hears about this.”

“Damn it, Carlos! Come back here, don’t tell him yet!”

[the-6th-harbringer]

PLEASE READ

Hey. So. It's been a. while.

trigger warning: referenced suicide

So, if you haven't noticed, I literally evaporated for two weeks straight without any clarification on why or sign of actually being alive, unlike my last two week disappearance. Unfortunately, this unexpected evaporation does not come with a big "ooh more trauma more lore and angst for scara" thing.

This just happens to be my goodbye post.

I know, it's weird and kind of rude for me to dip for two weeks and then reappear like "hey fuckers im QUITTING hAHaA". Buuuut not only was my dad being annoying and hogging my laptop, I also barely have had time to myself for the past weeks. New family members have been introduced into my life, so now I have double the amount of little siblings to look after. (from 3 to 6. dont ask "how" thats a personal thing). juggling that with school, social stuff, fucking exams which are coming up in 3 months of my gOD, and other even more personal demons that I've been battling, its been. a lot.

SO, to make sure I do not pull the same move as Scaramouche did on the last day of his sakurarealm torture(iykyk), I'm taking a leave from tumblr. Don't know how long I'll be gone, don't know if I'll ever be back, but I didn't just wanna quit without at least telling you guys so you don't think I've been murdered or something.

On a more serious note, thank you all for all of the support and love you've given Scara and all my other blogs. While some of you are a handful, the majority of you are actually the sweetest and silliest community of people I've ever known. I hope you all have excellent lives.

Now, as for what happens to Scara, we're shoving him in another coma. which is entirely at the mercy of Wanderer's mod, because they're my friend outside of tumblr too and i trust that they'll use this as a major angst moment. Put an F for Cyrille and Scara guys

NOW: a few honorable mentions and thank yous:

@wandering-hat-guy : im not writing a goodbye type thing for you because i will literally talk to you tomorrow, but thank you for being an awesome brother-sibling figure. you are the wanderer to my scara :]

@an-active-rabbit : Thank you for being an extremely fun person to rp with. The puppets and the heart is a rp that wont leave my mind for a while yet. Many hugs for you! And I wont be forgetting Mikaven anytime soon >:3

@cyrille-leclair-de-fontaine : AUGH budddyyy im sorry to do this to you. But thank you for creating Cyrille in the first place. Cyscara my beloveds, they will always hold a place in my heart. Maybe one day they'll actually get somewhere. Im also willing to be your friend outside of tumblr if you wish because you're cool >:D

@dishonxsty : For also being a goofy little goober. My favorite rp with you was definitely the ouppy's and scara, and also kudos to you for making like 17 bajillion blogs and being able to manage them all at once somehow like???? go king go

Annnd @monsieur-neuvillette , who seems random because I havent rped with them in literally a century, but thank you for being the one to indirectly help me get over my fears of starting a rp blog AND being the inspo for me to start rping on tumblr in the first place. hugs for you too

Well, alls said that's been said, so I think I'll just end it off here, because it's been like 10 minutes since I started typing this and I am eepy.

Goodbye everyone except wandermod, and thank you for sticking with me through Scara's really out of pocket journey.

(PS: Rest in peace @the-tainted-blossom . I miss you everyday.)

[w-o-r-d-s--f-a-i-l]

♡Damon×Jehan♡

Damon was sitting behind Rosie with a video of a braided hairstyle his little girl wanted and was getting a little frustrated when he would almost have it then have the hairtie brake or the spray bottle would fall, he didnt hear jehan make his way into the house.

"Oh rosie im sorry im trying i almost have it"

Jehan stifled a laugh upon seeing Damon and the little girl, the girl’s hair looking significantly more avant-garde than he was sure her father intended. “Monsieur Marsh, I suggest you drop the brush. This is possibly the worst thing you’ve ever done to the little Rosebud and I’m not going to stand by and let it continue,” he stated, putting a hand on Damon’s shoulder as he spoke. “He doesn’t almost have it, Rosie. But you’re in luck, most of my friends have hair they like wearing in pretty braids and I’ve had a good bit of practice braiding hair for them when they couldn’t,” he said. Most of the time when he was hanging out with his friends, they were all getting plastered and having a good time, but he figured if he could do a damn good braid drunk, he could do some near perfect ones sober.

[meowzilla93]

you know, with all the lore drops im releasing into the wild, how about a bit of a draft, a conversation between Liz and August, about a certain Greyscale Gentleman

(collecting any and all teasing nicknames for this guy like its my reason to live)

L: So, how’s things going with Monsieur Monochrome over there?

Ears perked at the new moniker for the boy-next-door suitor, August turns from the wrap she was making to look at Liz, an eyebrow cocked in question,

A: Monsieur-Oh god, just how many of those do you have up your sleeve?

L: Questions? A few. Nicknames for your fancy suitor? Many. Too many to count.

August rolls her eyes at her older sister with a snort, returning to her job of making a halfway decent lunch for the hot day.

L: You still haven’t answered my question Aug.

A: Things have been good. We talk when he is leaving for the day to do his touristy stuff if I’m out there already, same at night. Texting is a bit irregular, but considering we are a stone throws away from each other, seems we tend to walk into each other a lot and talk that way. We haven’t had a ‘date’ as such yet, but we have spent a few nights together-

L: YOU WHAT?! ALREADY?

Making a show of clearing her ears from being deafened by Liz’s sudden outburst, August turns back to Liz,

A: Jeez Liz, not what I meant. I mean just hanging out. Watching the sunset, walking down the beach front, that sort of thing. And what do you mean ‘already’? It’s been a couple weeks! Couples out there barely give it a day; Already…

August turns back to muse over her food, mumbling over Liz’s comment.

L: Do you plan to?

A: Huh?

L: Oh, don’t act dense, you aren’t good at it. Do you plan to sleep with him?

A: Liz! I-I don’t see how that’s at all relevant!

L: So, you do?

A: That’s neither here nor there! I like him! I like hanging out with him and just being with him. But that doesn’t mean I’m doing it to get into his pants Liz!

L: I just want to make sure you know what you are doing. Things seem to be a bit more intense than usual considering how your relationships usually go.

August takes off her glasses before she rubs her eyes, exasperated at Liz,

A: Yes, I know what I’m doing. And yes, I will admit things are… different this time round.

L: Do you want to talk about it?

A: Would you accept it if I said no?

L: No.

A: Yeah, that’s what I thought.

Folding up her wrap, August cuts it in half before picking up one half, taking a bite before pointedly looking at Liz,

A: What exactly would you have me talk about?

L: Clearly your summertime black and white romance flick -shut up its funny. You said things are different, how?

A: Let’s see. Other than the fact that this relationship has a deadline before it even started? I don’t know how to explain it, Liz; Those previous relationships, I thought the butterflies would eventually build up, that those romantic feelings would develop along with the relationship, but that never happened. With him, all it took was spending a day with him and they’ve been there ever since. I’m giddy over the chance to talk to him, can’t get rid of the smile on my face when I’m with him. I want to hold onto him, or just touch him in some sort of way; It’s almost a need rather than a want. He can fluster me, which is a hard task in itself, but he does it flawlessly. I just… I’ve never felt what I feel with him.

L: You both agreed that it’s only a summertime fling right? What happens if these feelings develop further?

A: I’ll cross that bridge once I get to it. Though to be honest, nothing would change. He made it abundantly clear that romantically this all ends at the end of summer. I will have to accept it, considering I agreed to those terms before we started this.

L: So, the first time you are experiencing those giddy lovesick feelings in a relationship, and you are letting it runs its course at the detriment of your own feelings-

A: Liz, I am more than capable of navigating whatever this is, honest. Besides, nothing is stopping us from remaining friends. Sure, it might hurt when we finally end this, but all my previous relationships I’ve been able to have a more platonic relationship with them. What’s stopping us from doing the same this time?

L: I don’t think it’s going to be that simple this time August.

A: I’ll deal, Liz. This… To be quite honest I haven’t felt this happy in a long time. With everything happening, so much changing, I just want to be happy with him. Maybe I’m more invested in this than he is. So be it. But I’m happy. Think you can cut me some slack with this?

Liz takes August in, concerns slightly marring her features before exhaling deeply,

L: Fine, but only for now. But I expect to know exactly when and how your Black Parade Boyfriend starts to make advances on you, need to make sure you have the talk-

August laughs at Liz, chucking a towel at her face over the newest nickname,

A: Liz, he isn’t that bad! And honestly, I’m almost nineteen and already had sex. Think you are a bit late for that talk Big Sis.

Liz woefully puts a hand on her forehead,

L: Alas, my dearest younger sibling is growing so quickly! To already have had intercourse outside of wedlock, what is this world coming to,

August launches another towel at Liz, before the elder sibling chucks one back, starting a war in the kitchen of tea towels flying around and the sound of laughter filling the midday air.

[yuizenihaswriten]

Authors note: Hey, Everybody! Yuizeni here.

I've decided to write about my oc. Its just a bit self indulgement. Feel free to ask about him (if you want)

Name: Emil Revermorse

Age: 17 /Sophomore/

Sexuality: Bisexual ( HUGE slight crush on Azul,yeah just a tiny bit)

Dorm: Octavinelle (currently) Ignihyde (formerly)

Relations:

Birth Mother: Mellisa Allison Revermorse (Deceased)

Birth Father: Jaune Wikes Revermorse

Guardian/ current replacement for the Parents: Rusk Gillian (former friend of Emil's parents)

Club: Film Studies

Alias/es: Aohagi-chan (Floyd) monsieur la tristesse (Rook)

Personality: could come off as gloomy, quite sarcastic and sensitive at times to people he's not close to but can be encouraging and caring towards those he is

Likes: making thistle flower crowns, wearing baggy clothes, the scarf Epel gave him once,sad stories, Azul

Dislikes: Rook (he thinks Rook is creepy)

Pet peeves: when Rook comes a bit too near him

Based off of: Eeyore

Unique Magic: Sad Grey Clouds

Chant: "Hour by Hour, Day by Day.I notice the ends of my mind begin to fray,Sad Grey Clouds."

(credits to that person who writes sad poems on their note whom I found on google.i don't know you but I used this since in unimaginative)

-Emil's unique magic allows him to cast a spell in which the person it is directed to will begin to feel too sad and dejected to do something. It can only be used on the same person 4 times

Description: Emil is ,overall, a very nice person, just a bit too gloomy.

He's quite close with Epel due to the fact that they both grew up in Harveston,Shaftlands after Emil and his 'Guardian' had moved from the Queendom of Hearts.

Despite being unhappy himself, Emil is an amazing comforter and can make you feel happy in no time.

Fun fact: Emil stayed in Ignihyde for as long as he could remember until one of his second year friends encouraged him to transfer to Octavinelle (Emil was good at cooking and serving so,he didn't have any problem transferring)

Another Fun Fact: Emil does theatrical acting(it's not a part of Eeyore's characteristics but if Vil can have blonde hair and if Epel wants to act manly, then my character can do Theatrical acting)

Looks:

Hair:

Eyes

The scarf Epel gave him (imagine that it's dark blue with a print of a Blue Tang)

Casual clothes (just imagine the scarf around the neck)

School uniform (same thing with the scarf here)

I'm really sorry about this,I can draw , yes but I can't draw on phone. (YES I KNOW IM A LOSER 😭😭😭😭😭😭) Also 'Aohagi' means 'Blue Tang' like you know, Dory? And La Tristesse means sadness. I'm not sure if it's accurate since I'm using Google translate but let me know if it's wrong! Yuizeni,out!

[kikimccloud]

@annaofthenorthernlights askes for it, so here it is:

My fanart of Henry and his beloved wife Estelle, expecting they very first child! (A bit of story is posted below the pic, this time in english and german.)

It's the first (but not chronological first) picture of a little "series" I'm planing (and hopefully bringing to an end...). Some moments in the life of Cogsworth, as in the fanfiction I have in mind.

Oh, and in the end, all pictures of the series will become one, big, log picture, thats why I designed the pillars in the forground the way they are. ^^

"Beauty and the Beast" / Cogsworth © : DISNEY Female Character / Charakterdesign / Art:  © ME PLEASE DON'T USE HER WITHOUT PERMISSION!

Monsieur Cogsworth neglecting his duties as majordomo was as typical as snow in midsummer! But the fact that he was now doing exactly this more and more often would surely have caused everyone in the castle deep concern if there had not been a good reason for his behaviour. And oh, what a wonderful reason that was!

He was just walking down one of the sunlit corridors of the castle with his wife Estelle, when she paused and caught her breath a little. Immediately the majordomo was visibly worried about her, but before he could say anything, she smiled at him and said calmingly: "Don't worry, I'm just a little out of breath. Our offspring are not getting any lighter as the days go by!" She laughed and Cogsworth couldn't help but admire how much she was beaming. He smiled too, as he now stood behind her so that she could lean on him a little. So they stood there in silence, enjoying this wonderfully peaceful moment. Estelle had both arms around her bulging baby belly, and Henry's left hand also rested gently on it. He still couldn't believe that he would soon be a father! Estelle looked to him, then leaned her head against his cheek and whispered: "I love you!" And he replied just as softly: "I love you too." But after a moment he added lovingly: "Both of you."

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Das Herr von Unruh seine Pflichten als Haushofmeister vernachlässigte war so typisch wie Schnee im Hochsommer! Das er jetzt aber genau dies immer öfter tat hätte sicher jeden im Schloss in tiefe Besorgnis gestürzt, wenn es für sein Verhalten nicht einen triftigen Grund gegeben hätte. Und oh, was für ein wunderbarer Grund das war!

Gerade schritt er mit seiner Frau Estelle einen der Sonnendurchfluteten Flure des Schlosses entlang, als Estelle inne hielt und ein wenig nach Atem rang. Sofort war der Haushofmeister sichtlich in Sorge um seine Frau, doch noch ehe er etwas sagen konnte, lächelte sie in an und meinte beruhigend: "Keine Angst, ich bin nur ein wenig außer Atmen. Unser Nachwuchs wird mit den Tagen nicht gerade leichter!" Sie lachte, und Von Unruh kam nicht umhin zu bewundern wie sehr sie strahlte. Auch er lächelte, als er sich nun hinter sie stellte, so das sie sich ein wenig an ihn anlehnen konnte. So standen sie schweigend da und genossen dieses wunderbar friedlichen Augenblick. Estelle hatte beide Arme um ihren prallen Babybauch gelegt, und auch Henrys linke Hand ruhte sanft auf diesem. Er konnte es immer noch nicht wirklich fassen, das er bald Vater sein würde! Estelle sah zu ihm, dann lehnte sie ihren Kopf an seine Wange und flüsterte: "Ich liebe dich!" Und er erwiderte ebenso leise: "Ich liebe dich auch." Doch nach einem Augenblick fügte er liebevoll hinzu: "Euch beide."

[chenyann]

The mysterious case of the prideful apple

You and your friend has a sleepover but some unexpected things happen while watching a horror movie!

This took longer than all my other fic I wrote and the story is much longer too^^; im so sorry for the wait quite some of yall were excited for this and I delayed it for so long 😭 but I hope yall like this one ~yako Fluff/crack?/ maybe ooc epel?

"A sleep over isnt so bad" 

A sleepover is a social occasion whereby a person stays overnight at another person's house. A pajama party or slumber party is essentially the same, but may involve multiple people. Hence why it's a sleepover!

Grimmy had quote-on-quote moved to Heartslabyul since you hardly fed him. thats a lie you just didn't give him an extra can of tuna and he went off, you told the adeuce Duo to play alongSo you had ramshackle all to yourself for a while.

There were rare occasions when you got moments like these,Moments where you can have fun with your friends,but on each rare occasion, you made sure to treasure these precious moments like they were the finest silk.

                     [Nrc courtyard 1:20pm]

"So what do you think?" You said with a small smile, a smile that glowed ever-so-slightly.You and epel didn't get much time to hang out since Vil had been stealing epel to be his doll, so you wanted to catch up with him and the best way to do that is a Sleepover.

"What about vil?" The boy with hair that's as purple as lavender said with a frown, you hummed like a Hummingbird acknowledging his question.

"I told him you will sleep at a reasonable time and I'll do your skin care" the lavender haired boy groaned "don't tell me that's what we are gonna do the whole time,if so I'm not gonna go!"

A huff left your lips "I know you don't like it that's why I'll just 

Make you put on the moisturizer and cleanser." Epel groaned even louder "I don't wanna" he wined "why do I have to put them on why can't you–" he stopped complaining when you gave him a glare.

"You're lucky I'm making you put only the cleanser and moisturizer,cause if I didn't love you I would make you do the whole routine" you said as you took a bite out of the cookie trey gave you after another unbirthday party.

That moment a single glass heart was once more filled with an unknown feeling, that feeling had come and went dancing on his chest making something grow like a tree having its branches grow around his heart.The thing was that It only came when you were around and left when you were out of sight,that funny feeling was strange but never unwelcomed,in fact he encouraged it to come.

You love me…. Epel was lost in thought before you had to burst his bubble."You okay there?" You leaned In close and waved your hand in front of his face,swatting your hand away as the boy spoke."I'll go to the sleep over" 

"Really??? OKAY! Go to ramshackle at 5:40 okay!" You said with a giddy smile your feelings painting the air around yall to a beautiful blue and violet,Yet a bell screams In yalls ear practically saying 'your time is up go to class now'. Ya'll pack up your stuff and bid farewells and go to your next class.

              [Pomefiore lounge 4:25pm]

"Monsieur Cherry Apple!You seem excited, oui? Is it because of your date with our dear trickster?" Rook said with a smug grin and look at that, the diva is here too.

"Epel you better make sure you do your skin care and don't stay up too late with y/n other than that have fun." The queen walks off, the huntsman winks at the lavender haired boy and follows his queen.

The boy grabs his bag and slings it over his shoulder marching off to the ramshackle dorm.A walk with a calming flow to it, the air scented like a meadow and the quiet chatter of fellow students whispers in his ears.A warm breeze caresses his skin and holds him in a soft embrace….perhaps I should wait here for a while?

            [Mr s. Mystery shop 4:30pm]

"Heya! Little imp what can I do for ya?" Sam spoke in a sing song voice behind the counter."Nothing much just getting some things for a

sleep over." You said as you looked at the 'fake' skull he was polishing."Ah..!" The shop owner spoke in delight,"I just stocked up on movies and snacks ill give you a discount since you are a frequent customer!" A smile has appeared on his lips, not one of a deceiver but of a friend.

Before you knew it you were smiling too,"okay let's see what you got then" that giddy smile had yet to leave your lips but you didn't mind it staying for a while.Sam got a box from the back and explained what there was, movies, popcorn,drinks,games,fairy lights and blankets. 

"This bundle is normally 250 thusmarks/mandol but I'll give it to you for 195" you stared at the bundle and sighed "Sam I think you're spoiling me too much,am I your favorite imp" you said in a sing song voice as you got your wallet out.The shop keep just laughed and bagged your things, you took notice that he didn't deny what you said.

You waited for him to bag your stuff and you spotted something."Hey Sam, are these any good?" He stopped bagging your stuff  and looked up at you. You held a bag of chips. In big words read 'Miss Mary's ghost thins apple flavor' he looked at them and said "not many buy them but in my opinion they're quite alright" he said with a smile.

"I hope your opinion is good then!" You said as you handed them to him, he finished up bagging your things and bid you a farewell but you had yet to notice his sly grin.A grin that could rival Cheshire cat or chenya. 

                       [Ramshackle 5:39pm]

The young boy heard the pitter patter of what he presumed was the prefects running towards the door.With a smile they welcome the boy and step aside to show the boy what they did with the place; Fairy lights hung from the ceiling, the lamps was on,there was at least 26 blankets and pillows,the smell of freshly made popcorn lingers in the air as the looks in awe."whoa! This is like a whole dang dimension of comfort!" He said, letting his accent slip, "how in da world did ya do 'tis y/n!?" 

You gave him a smug grin and spoke "the ghosts helped me and Sam hooked me up with all this stuff" The boy looked around even more and said, "are ya finished?" You sighed and shook your head "no I still gotta go and get the tv" the nodded and interrupted you "I can help!" You looked at him and beckoned him to follow you.

You two were in a spare room epel was getting the TV on the cart so yall can use it and you were searching for the cords it needs.

           [Ramshackle lounge 7:01pm]

When yall got the TV out and working , the sun was already bidding its farewells and letting the moon take its seat on its internal throne, lighting the sky with stars and glowing against this old building;The crickets have already started making their blissful tune letting the life of night dance under the graceful moon.

"Look it's already dark" epel said,His eyes shining brighter than the stars out the window."we should get started then" you said as you sat down on the blankets and pillows,epel followed after you sitting down with his bag.

You put a movie on and get out the ghost thins munching on them with epel,the movie you put on was a horror due to epels request.It was packed with jumpscares and blood, on the contrary it was actually really scary, not one of those movie that try too hard to scare you.

You remember very vividly when epel latched on you due to a jumpscare, it was funny to see him play it off moments later.You chose to give epel an apple crisp and his face lit up so cutely why not toy with him a bit? 

"Open up epel" you said holding the apple crisp in front of his mouth, he looked baffled even a bit offended."Ya think I can't eat an apple chip myself!?" He said with a hint of anger, Yet you knew he didn't really mean it, maybe he was just embarrassed? "well, you won't get one with that attitude young man" you said mockingly , like how a mother would scold a child for breaking something,"now open you" all the boy did was sigh and open his mouth.You popped the chip in his swiftly since you knew he would bite down on your hands for teasing him.

And that's when it happened…

           [Ramshackle lounge 9:00pm]

The tv force repeating the same line over and over again like a broken record player.

I'm here….one 

I'm here…two

I'm here….three

I'm here….four

I'm here….five

….

Silence filled the room as yall stopped joking around…five times, it said ' I'm here ' five times…."That was weird. Maybe Sam gave me a broken dvd?" You said breaking the tension in the room like it was glowstick,you got up clicking stuff on the TV but there was nothing wrong with it.You took the disc out and and looked at it hm..? The disk wasn't scratched up and it looks perfectly fine,epel was watching you as you stared at the disk.

"What's wrong, is the disk broken?" He asked hurriedly, you turned to him and shook your head "nope the tv and disc seems fine" you walked to turn the lights on but the moment the switch flipped the bulb blew. Ah! Yall both screamed.Epel looked at you, he saw you standing there frowning from the fairy lights glow.

"Maybe the ghosts are pranking us?" He said trying to calm both of yalls nerves "no, it can't be they told me they were gonna chill in the school so they won't bother us….they even swore" you spoke in a low voice "we got some flashlights in the kitchen can you for me while I try to clean up the glass." Epel frowned and answered you quickly,too quickly."um…how about we get them together?" He said quickly as he stood up from his spot, you saw right through him though.

"What? Are you scared epel?" You teased knowing dang well you're scared too, the boy stiffened like a child would when they got caught doing something they aren't supposed to.“Scared who do you think I am prefect?” You looked smug….too smug at that moment he ran off into the kitchen…it's quiet….yep he's dead r.i.p you thought to yourself , you heard a noise from across the room and a chill ran up your spine ad you saw one spot was darker than rest of the room…where is he??? 

BOO!

Epel comes from your left and gazes into your eyes with a triumphant look,as he held 2 flashlights in his hands."told ya I'm not scared" he pauses as he sees you trembling "Hey what's up with ya did I spook ya that bad?" You didn't reply all you did was point across the room,the boy looked where you were pointing at and spoke again "what are ya pointin' at prefect??" You stare at him and said "didn't you come from over there…?" Your hand was now shaking  and he noticed it,shaking his head he looked back at the stop you were pointing at.

"No…why?" You went pale and faced him again, grabbing his hand and taking him to another room."i…I heard something in the corner of the room and I saw a silhouette…" he also turned pale thinking of something that could ease both of yalls hazey minds…"it's maybe nothing I'll go get check it out!" You snorted "really?" You put your hands on your hips "you're gonna beat up the ghost for me, princey poo" you batted your eyelashes at him, forgetting the fear that once laid in your stomach! 

He huffed and grabbed what seemed to be a table leg "just stay behind me yn" he said as he exited the room you giggled as you followed him down the hall “Don’t laugh at me y/n!” he yelled ''Okay my little cotton swab♡♡ go fight the ghost then!'' You point to the corner of the room where you saw and heard the thing.

Epel gets closer to the corner and he sees it, it had short black hair and some bald spots it's hair was everywhere and looked knotted and it looked scrawny and pale with its spine sticking out,it kept making low grumbles as epel raised the table leg it swiftly turned around and crawled on all four towards him.

AHHHHHHH!!!!!! Epel let out a bone chilling scream as it crawled towards him with its deformed face, you ran to him and grabbed his arm running towards the only room that had a lock….your room.You locked the door and hugged epel for dear life as yall sat on the bed "Epel calm down" you spoke to him whispering a mix of apologies and little nothings in his ears, little do you know your voice is like music to his ears slowly but surely you lulled him to asleep. 

The world layed comfortably on your shoulder and you held him as if he was sand slipping through your fingers, you held him and his heart like it was glass with care and precaution.You soon found yourself tired wanting to aslo rest you laid your head on top of his and fell in a deep slumber;not before saying you love him and giving him a goodnight kiss though.

Knock …

      Knock….

             Knock….

The knock stopped and the sound of the jigging door handle echoed in the room, with two oblivious and sleeping nrc students.The Door slowly creaked open due to ramshackle being old,Looks like they are asleep?Jack spoke,"no fare they had a sleepover and didn’t invite us”Ace spoke, crossing his arms in the process,“shut up Ace you're gonna wake them up” grim spat at him,making a fuss between the two of them.

“We will give them five more minutes" deuce said as he looked up at Jack, only receiving a nod of approval.

"Hey" deuce said "ain't these those chips that makes creepy illusions?" He looked at them once more and sat them down, "come on guys let's let them rest a bit more"

[cupids-chamber]

is that a yanfei pfp omg, my inner and outer yanfei main loves you oh oh oh and and and also screw that dumbass ask this anon sent about yuuka THEY ARE SO INCORRECT GRRR "y'all only like yuuka because she is a girl!1!1!1!1!1!1!"

yeah no fucking shit so many of us like her because it solidifies the place of fem!yuus in the twstverse and stops dumbass people saying "hmph. its a MALE ONLY COLLEGE why do you have a female OC?? Just make a male OC???" (obviously not every person is like this and we should still appreciate masc OCs they matter just as much mwah) but we should denounce people who are so close minded.

like mannnnn that ask made me so annoyed but your response literally summarised everything i would've wanted to put into words but a bit less violent. the audacity they had to send in that dumbass ask smh like damn bitch let people enjoy a new character? so what if it's fem!yuu? like this is one of the times twst isn't being problematic but nah people still gotta have a problem with this and not the other issues (cough cough "Monsieur pyramid" cough cough)

also yuuken was actually pretty hyped up intially did that anon just sleep through an entire period of twst tumblr fandom lmao. i remember people writing so many fics and i haven't seen anyone say jack shit but the moment it's yuuka its "Nooo you're gonna project onto her waaaah!" like pls stfu we are literally just excited for a new character joining our silly fandom and becoming the subject of either a) unimaginable fluff or b) unimaginable angst smh /j

im sorry for taking my silly anger out in your askbox (ofc none of that is directed at you cause you wrote a bomb ass response to them and honestly you really put them in their place!) but that ask just annoyed me so mf much and i been thinking over my anger of it for a day and a half now

love your fics btw I get so mf excited when you post EJFHHEJD I hope you're having a lovely day mwah mwah, feel free to ignore this ask too no pressure 💓

(_____)

NO BECAUSE I HELD MYSELF BACK, I say a lot of shit when I'm mad so it's better I hold myself back in these scenarios. But that's true, like search the Yuuken x reader tag and you'll find a sum of fanfic's, if you go to the yuuka x reader tag.. It's just me!

Sure Yuuka's hyped up, but like you said a decent chunk of it was due to the fact that her existence makes it so no one can attack fem oc's. And yeah a whole other part of the fandom simped for her, but you have got to understand that majority of the twisted wonderland fandom from my experience is homosexual.

Like I know a decent few lesbians, who write twst fanfic, so it's like not much of a shock that people simp for her a lot. And anon has to realize that fanfiction was created so you can self insert yourself in a scenario.

Like making that comment on a fanfic blog, was really fucking stupid ngl. And it seemed misogynistic from my perspective, ngl. I didn't say it because in my humble opinion that might've been "taking it too far"

Anyways, thank you for sharing your opinion, (And it's ok to rant to me as long as your not being rude abt anything) AND THANK YOU FOR ENJOYING MY WORK <3 And abt Yanfei, I've been growing her! I may main her one she gets to lvl 90!

[galos-writing]

REQUEST - Crazy Abbé x Director!Reader (pt. 2)

Summary: You're the new Director in the renowed asylum of Charenton, and one particular patient fills your thoughts. You never expected your life to take such a twist...

Word count: 1431 

TWs: Mention of death, gory description, mention of mental illness (sry im bad at adding tws)

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Your role as Director in the asylum of Charenton had caught you pretty quickly, you had to admit: the chambermaids were exquisite, most of the patients were so well-behaved and friendly – even those who couldn’t properly speak – and the nuns were so helpful and caring towards you and the patients.

Yes, Doctor Royer-Collard was a real pain...most of the time, and your reputation was stained forever now that you worked there. You stopped receiving letters from your former friends and your family was deadly worried for you and your social life…

However, you surprisingly didn’t care much about all of this. You had a new life to think about; a new, true friend awaiting you every day. And your heart hadn’t been happier than now.

You were tired of those lame and sickeningly lavish gatherings with your former girlfriends, all of them – including you – from high nobleness, doing nothing but giggling and gossiping about everyone and everything; and you were tired of workplaces where men kept treating you so poorly, with no dignity, almost as if you had no intelligence in your brain.

Finally, you had someone who treated you like a decent person to have intense and lively discussions with, about everything your nous was willing to deepen: François de Coulmier, the former Director of Charenton.

When you first met him, you had almost forgotten who he used to be, his reputation of a dreamer young man, but whose mind was filled with knowledge and his heart swelling with kindness and compassion for every child of God. And you were surprised by discovering his qualities were still buried, engraved in his spirit, despite being severely damaged by the anguish events. But his manners had captured your attention, and being in his company filled your soul with such a pleasant warmth, especially your cheeks and belly.

“Monsieur Coulmier?”, you kindly called the former priest, your voice showing a hint of impatience as you held a warm bread roll in your hands. You saw him peeking through the peephole, severely malnourished; those full, sweet and round cheeks were now pretty thin, his cheekbones were becoming more visible, and purple eye bags were starting to form under his beautiful eyes. That sight broke your heart, but in that moment you couldn’t help but swallow that sour bite down and endure that psychological torture.

His gloomy face lightened up when he saw you and a weak smile formed on his thin and scarred lips, which soothed your aching soul within the second. You warmly smiled back at him and waved.

“Hello...was I interrupting something? You weren’t sleeping, were you?”, you asked, afraid you could have bothered him somehow; your hands showed him the bread roll, which immediately caught François’s interest.

“Oh… no… not at all, you’re always so welcome in my humble… empty cell… I am just concerned I am not able to give you… the welcome an angel like you deserves…”, he let out a tired breath, really struggling to keep his strengths. Your kind smile turned into a face of compassion, and then you quickly pulled the key out of your pocket to open his cell door.

“Don’t worry about it, you’ll find yourself out of here, sooner or later. And I’m sure you will succeed in building yourself a new fresh life. You’ll see, you will have a big and luminous house with a scented garden full of plants and flowers, and…”, you started saying happily as you got inside, but your words got interrupted by an exhausted wheeze and a creepy laugh from him.

“Ah~, you read too many books! You… you truly have a fervid imagination, my darling…!”, he exclaimed with a giggly voice. His mocking slightly offended you, making you frown and look away.

“I don’t find it funny.”, you grumpily muttered. However, an odd detail caught your attention blurring his protests and apologies: one of the walls that surrounded François’s cell presented a vast and dark stain; was it mold? You didn’t doubt that the Doctor’s management skills didn’t include building renovations when needed; you were sure the Abbé would have, though.

This thought, added to a sudden putrid smell that reached your nostrils, made you realize it wasn’t just plain mold…

“Y/N.”.

 You heard your name being called by the former priest, not in a happy tone, nor the usual trembling, unsure and unstable tone he always had with the Doctor. His tone was dark, low, and threatening, it sent shivers down your spine; yet, you weren’t sure if they were shivers of fear or excitement, you only knew that tone wasn’t normal. So you turned around to look at him, flinching at what you saw.

“What are you doing, Y/N?”, François asked again with a creepily calm tone now, deeply looking into your eyes, his own wide eyes and his trembling pupils were giving you chills down your spine. He was so close that you could feel his breath on your skin, his presence was menacing you, making you instinctively step back, your back soon bumped against a wall.

You took a deep breath, trying to collect some guts to face him, despite he was scaring the living hell out of you. Your hands were shaking and sweating, yet they managed to reach his shoulders to push him back. 

“François… you can tell me if something’s wrong…”, you told him with a tender gaze, trying to bring him back to that little spark of sanity left in his mind, and your hands moved from his shoulders to his cheeks, suddenly removing the barrier you created to keep him away, instead gently leading him closer. Your faces got closer and closer, and your fear faded, replaced by butterflies in your stomach. 

“I…”, he started speaking with a thin voice, his eyes filled with tears as he pulled away from you,  making your heart sink. “I did something terrible… I deserve to stay here.”, he murmured, staring at the floor while his face flushed a deep red, red in shame. You tilted your head, deeply puzzled, what was he talking about?

You noticed his gaze moved to the molded wall, and approached it. Your eyes widened when the patient’s fingers sunk into the wall as if it was made of some soft, gooey substance. François was peering straight into your eyes as he started pulling off fistfuls of that dark and smelly mystery material from the rest of the wall, soon revealing a potato sack falling out of it. 

“No, you didn’t…”, you let out without even noticing, your mind was struggling, not wanting to believe in the most obvious of scenarios. You didn’t even let him answer you and threw yourself over the sack to open it, fighting against the urge to throw up due to the unbearable smell. 

A grey and purplish man had been trapped in there, dark brown stains were all over his face, clotted blood… He was dressed in a black cassock, with a black cape that was covering his – once – golden hair. You immediately knew who that man was, and you immediately realized who had murdered him. 

You raised your gaze on François, who started sobbing in the meanwhile, his crying was loud and messy like a kid’s one. 

“You’ll go call Royer-Collard now…right…? I deserve a lobotomy…!”, he whimpered, his chipped nails leaving bloody scratches on his arms due to the strong stress. He startled you when he started shouting: “I’m a failure! I was meant to guide my patients, my asylum to light! Look at us all! That man didn’t deserve to live in this pit with us all! He wasn’t fit to handle Hell!”. 

His crying and shouting caused a drop in his blood pressure, making him collapse on the floor within seconds; he curled himself into a ball and started whispering, reciting verses from the Holy Bible. That scene made your heart ache even more, that poor man deserved better. 

You approached the corpse and closed it back into the sack, paying attention to not leaving maggots around, they could have raised suspects. 

“Ask Madame LeClerc to prepare you a little bag with your belongings inside, I’ll come and make you get out. We’re leaving at midnight, going to live in a big and luminous house with a scented garden full of plants and flowers.”, you smiled at him before leaving the cell to get rid of the corpse. The former priest was flabbergasted by your words, his face turning red, and his heart swelled with hopes for a brighter future.

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[satans-left-asscheeky]

Companions react to Sole using a lash curler and riping out all of their eye lashes

unfortunately I had the misfortune of this happening to me in middle school... Thankfully most of them grew back but I'm still short a few lashes from the experience.

Maccready

"WHAT THE HELL! Why would anyone do that!? OH MY GOD YOU RIPPED ALL OF THEM OUT!?! HOLY SHI- CRAP!"

He'd run around panicking not at all helping the situation at hand. Call it psychosomatic but Mac will swear he could feel the pain as he watched them rip out their own lashes.

Hancock

"Uh Sunshine?..... Im guessing you didn't do that on purpose.... right?"

He knew pre-war they did some weird shit to themselves I'm the name of beauty, but ripping out your own eyelashes? Hell no. Once he realized they definitely did not do it on purpose he'd help them mourn the loss of their lovely lashes.... it maybe different circumstances, but he rembers waking up with a lot less hair.... he however just didn't brutally rip all of his out.

Cait

"HOLY SHITE! Ive seen some gorey shite in my day, but that was like watching a horror movie. Ya alright lad/lassie"

She's not particularly nurturing, but she would make sure he friend was okay. She's not gonna offer her shoulder to cry on, especially since it was their own stupidity that got them in this situation, but she's glad their not hurt.

Danse

"KNIGHT! I-"

He'd stand their like an idiot, words completely failing him until they told him what they needed. Be it Knight Captian Cades assistance or moral support....

Curie

"Oh Monsieur/Madam please hold still..."

She'd look them over noting how red and puffy their eye was and how much it was running.... she'd insist they wear an eyepatch to keep dirt or debris from getting in it an injuring it further.

Deacon

"Wow your eye is really red! Sorry.... I- uh... I know! We'll just have to get matching shades! I think I have a backup somewhere around here.... I'll be right back."

Like promised he'd return to them shades in hand... If nothing else it should keep dirt and stuff outta their eye while their lashes grow back

Piper

"OH MY GOD!!! Uh.... um we can fix it right? Um... I mean it's not that bad... just no eyelashes left... oh god"

She was panicking because what the hell. How were they gonna fix this? Hopefully they'll go back because oh my God.

Nick

"Not sure what you expected when you took a medieval torture device up to your eyeball... oh Jesus kid you alright? that looked like it hurt kid...here lemme see it."

He thought they were just pulling a prank on him at first hence his sass, but once he realized they had indeed hurt themselves he'd rush to their aid, even though there was very little he could do for them beyond emotional support in this situation

Preston

"Just hang on.... I'm going to get the medic"

He'd freak out and rush to whatever settlements they were ats doctor. He didn't care if they really couldn't treat the injury he'd fell better knowing they were going to be alright

X6-88

"I really hope you didn't do that on purpose"

He'd be worried for their sanity until they told him they definitely didn't mean to do that... then he was just worried for their intellect

[pnjrnk]

hey guys so i have been writing down all the gregstophe ideas ive had over the past few months and im gonna share some here because i really want someone to write them because i am not a good enough writer to pull them off lmao

christophe and gregory hate each other and have an ongoing feud. christophes mom ends up sending christophe to a psych ward because shes tried everything but her child is still misotheistic and rabid. gregory wonders where his best enemy went. word gets out somehow and now gregory feels like a huge douche. he interrogates The Worst Mom to find out what hospital christophe is in, then goes there to visit him. cue a VERY awkward conversation. but gregory is determined to make things right so he visits weekly, which christophe acts like he hates but actually appreciates because gregory is his only visitor!

christophe has a fear of dogs. gregory forces him to come with him to their local dog park for some exposure therapy. “maybe i would feel safer if you didnt make me leave all my weapons at home!” “christophe i am not letting you bring a shiv to the dog park”

“youre 20some years old and youve never kissed anyone??” aka tophe is too busy being a badass mercenary to get laid aka “sorry i dont waste my time with romance bullshit monsieur sex master”

gregory, for some reason, takes christophe to a fancy function at a venue with a garden. gregory knows to keep an eye on christophe but still loses him pretty quickly. yknow, too busy being british and polite or w/e. goes searching and finds him in the garden crouched next to a flower bush. “what on earth are you doing?” gregory asks him. “this bush is in the wrong type of soil,” christophe replies, then proceeds to explain in depth why he knows that and what the gardener could do to improve the health of the plant. gregory just. stands there, caught off guard and very confused

gregorys parents are holding him to higher and higher expectations. he acts like he can handle it but christophe is surprisingly perceptive and can tell that its really fucking with him. he confronts gregory about this, but is so bad at comforting people that he ends up just yelling at him lmao. “you fucking idiot of course you cant live up to what your parents want! theyre elitist assholes who only care about themselves and their stupid fucking social status! youre so focused on pleasing them that you cant see how amazing you actually are! youre not a failure, youre a dumbass!!”

christophe has been in love with gregory for a long time. he finally gets fed up with keeping it a secret so he tells him, 100% expecting to be rejected. like, hes ready to get this off his chest and move on with their friendship. his feelings are more of a nuisance than anything, because he has fully accepted that gregory would never want to date someone like him. but then gregory actually reciprocates, and christophe does whatever the human equivalent of the windows blue screen is

i have plenty more but honestly im pretty sure no one wants to hear these lol. i am forcing them upon you. i am shouting into a void, hoping and pleading that at least one person finds these entertaining. ok bye love u 🤗🤗

[jules-of-the-sea]

I would love to see a Blorbo ranking for your blorbos from Les Mis, if you are willing to share :)

so i made a character tierlist, i dont actually hate thenardier but its funny to hate him. for side characters: m mabeuf would be guy!!!, fauchlevent would be eh (although the graveyard scene was funny), and marius's relations would all be in eh/mildly annoying because i have no strong feelings about them.

you did say blorbo ranking though and i have no idea what exactly that entails so im just going to do everything i can think of. so heres a list of everyone on the tierlist and a few thoughts on each of them

enjolras 12/10 love of my life, top kin, red <3, hes literally just a guy god i wish i was him its all i ever want hes so !!!!!

grantaire 10/10 love him, probably more like me than enj lmao, jaded, alcoholic, cynic, ao3 always makes him an artist but i dont remember them saying that in the book??? maybe i missed it though, it did say that he knows all the best spots in paris though so thats pretty cool

feuilly 10/10 self taught king, he makes fans, he wants to deliver the world and i support him. we all need a feuilly in our lives

combeferre 10/10 (these ratings are a little redundant at this point) fan interpretation always makes him a bookworm nerdy guy (which i have also done) which i understand bc in the book hugo talks abt how he wants to learn everything and he loves progress and education, but honestly i feel like hes a lot warmer and more social than people characterize him. like they talk about how compassionate he is and how he focuses on the actual people in the revolution more than the movement as a whole

gavroche literally just a little guy, hes got his two children in his wooden elephant what more could a street urchin want

courfeyrac party guy, literally tholomyes but if he wasnt a dick, love him for it. actually thinking abt it, tholomyes was a poet right?? and hugo compares him w courf so,,, poet courf???

bossuet unlucky, actually named lesgle, bald, in a poly relationship w joly and musichetta

eponine bro she was not that close with marius in the book, and i dont think she even knew the amis. its fun to pretend she did though. also the musical makes marius actually care that she dies which is sweet i guess. also i love every queer eponine interpretation.

jehan jean provaire, medieval enthusiast, just a little guy i guess. trans/nb jehan is one of my favorite things actually

joly happy guy, apparently nicknamed jolly because of that, doctor(?), likes self diagnosing, must suck being a germaphobe in 1832

bahorel tbh i forgot like everything the book said abt him. im pretty sure he was the guy who saved marius from being kicked out of law school though?? and also visibly expresses disgust when he passes by law school??? king.

javert single-minded policeman, love the themes and internal struggle, javerts soliloquy and stars are some of my favorite songs in the musical

jean valjean all around a good guy, white bread personality but like,, nice. so i guess hes more like the pre-made pound cake you can get at the store. certified girlboss tho

cosette pretty? i like the cottagecore interpretations but also shes literally just a lonely child from 1832 so i guess its just by default. she seems like the type of girl who would be a pleasure to have in class

fantine sad lady, cosettes mom, i wish she had just gotten cosette back from the thenardiers when she had her job but oh well.

marius annoying little bitch boy mf i swear to god he deserves very little of what he gets. also isnt he like 10 years older than both cosette and eponine??? 1832 moment i guess. anyways hes not that bad but its funny to hate on him.

madame thenardier me when child abuse, kinda a girlboss in the musical but in the book shes just kinda there

monsieur thenardier little rat bitch man, fuck that guy, but also hes literally a cartoon villain and its funny

also the tierlist is made in mspaint, i would have found pictures for everyone but a lot of them arent in the 2012 movie long enough for anyone (me) to know whos who so. crunchy mspaint version