#sorry lucile

[anotherhumaninthisworld]

I notice in your translation of Lucile’s diary, on 9th June 92 she says “He's gone! If they would have ripped my soul out, they wouldn't have hurt me any more. What a wound has come to my heart!“ Is she referring to Horace here? I assumed so from the context (unless it was Camille) - and if so is she referring to the baby being taken to the wet nurse? I wondered why she would choose not to breastfeed it herself given the distress. Was it to do with the dangerous situation in Paris or Lucile being unwell (as she mentions?). I know you don’t have definite answers to all this but given you are a wizard I wanted your opinion! (The joys of trying to decipher the girl’s incredible crypticness for a novel .)

Yes, I think it is rather obvious it’s Horace being sent to a wet nurse Lucile is referring to in this diary entry. It’s also confirmed by a letter Camille wrote to his father three days later: ”I named [my son] Horace-Camille Desmoulins. He was immediately sent to a wet nurse in l'Ile-Adam (Seine-et-Oise) with the little Danton.”

As for why Lucile didn’t breastfeed Horace herself, I agree it can come off as a little strange given that mothers breastfeeding their own children was the new hot stuff. We know that both the Brissot, Roland and Lebas couple went through with it (in the latter case, Philippe even seems to have had the topic of breastfeeding your own child be some kind of ”ultimatum” to see if Élisabeth would be a suitable wife for him). We also know that Horace was one of the very first children to have a republican baptism instead of a religious one, a clear indicator his parents were open to other new ideas regarding babies. Camille does however not appear to have been as huge of a Rousseau stan as some other revolutionaries (in number 55 (December 1790) of Révolutions de France et de Brabant, he does for example write that he no longer idolizes Rousseau ”since he became an aristocrat in his old days,” and even tossed Confessions away in rage, ”in order to not hate the philosopher from Geneva”), the philosopher largely being the one who had advertised for mothers breatfeeding their own children. Also, according to Mette Harder’s Life in Revolutionary France (2020) — ”In practise, it seems that only a minority of parents followed this advice, given the prevalence of wet-nursing in France, particulary in larger cities.”

Finally, my only other speculation here is that since Horace, as shown by Camille’s letter, was sent to the same wet nurse as Danton’s youngest son, maybe it was Georges and Gabrielle who told Lucile and Camille: ”our wet nurse is great, you should send your child there too.” Then it’s also true Paris, like you say, wasn’t exactly the safest and healthiest place for an infant (or anyone!) in the summer of 1792, so it would make sense to want your child out of there for a while. But Lucile of course had a country house to run off to (which, as seen through the diary, she actually did shortly after Horace was sent away) and where we might imagiene she could have easily brought her son as well, so I don’t know if that explanation alone is sufficient enough.

[potato-lord-but-not]

ok humor me here- chnt au where mostly everything is the same except it takes place in the magnus archives universe ?? and yk I’m open to community speculation and yall adding on to this because I need more opinions !!!! unhinged ramblings under read more :^)

ok ok so camp here & there is a site that’s run by The Spiral, everything outside of that is practically normal, but the camp makes everyone believe that the events that go on here are actually not that weird. It could also be a place where the bridge between the fear entities and earth is thin, so that’s why there’s a lot of activity from several different entities.

At least once a counselor mentioned “why do we keep working here every year?” And Soren was never actually fired, which just adds fuel to the fire tbh.

Most of the counselors there are just marked by the spiral, but others are marked by different entities. Some might not be full on avatars yet, but still posses supernatural qualities (like Oliver Banks until his death). Rowan is an Eye avatar, and although it’s made a point that the eye can’t really see the future, that just makes Rowan’s situation that much more worrying. Soren, ofc, is an avatar of The End. Self explanatory. Jedidiah mighhhttt be Web aligned, or even The Lonely (now that I think about it he most definitely is the lonely in someway) but I’m not entirely sure what to do with him yet. Adam is a Flesh avatar, and maybe one of the only ones who actually knows he’s an avatar (besides maybe Soren and Lucille). Elijah seems like an End avatar, with him being overly obsessed with making sure Sydney stays asleep for the greater good of humanity. His trying to sacrifice Sydney was an attempted End ritual, and would’ve most likely failed w/o intervention bc Sydney hasn’t been marked by all the fears yet.

Sydney is this au’s Jon, he’s being led into the position of the antichrist by Lucille, who is The spiral avatar. So far Sydney has been marked by the spiral (working at chnt), the end (Soren, the gravediggress, and the mold), the hunt (… the hunt), the flesh (Adam), the corruption (the hive incident), the eye (the bonfire, Rowan), the lonely or the web depending of which Jed aligns with more, andddd I’m sure others that are slipping my mind rn.

Jed (more than likely on accident) cemented Sydney as an Avatar after he killed and reanimated him, and Sydney is able to stay fit at the camp bc he feeds off the unhinged Spiral energy it creates. I also think Sydney was marked by The End at an early age, and that’s why he was chosen to be the sacrifice by Elijah (even if he doesn’t realize it) and why he’s very into death and decay.

The Magnus Institute DOES exist in this au, and they (Jon n the gang) find out about this camp due to a tired looking young man who convinced his slightly unhinged boyfriend to make a statement with him about the strange place they work at over the summer (ps Juniper is Very spiral aligned, more so than the rest of them, thinks that the camp is actually pretty normal and doesn’t know what Rowan is going on about, and seems to live in a place that Jon later finds out doesn’t exist at all)

ummmm I think that’s it for now, let me know if you have anything to add or silly thoughts about it ??

[focsle]

Did a Crimson Peak rewatch the other night and then had to draw my favorite Terrible Woman.

[fleshspit]

You have become The Hunter. 

Lucille belongs to Me. Mason belongs to @gatobob

[satansbiggestkinnie]

Katara is overhated. Yes,I was annoyed when she said,"Then you didn't love her like I did." I used to hate her for it even. But,you have to keep in mind,she's a kid. A kid who was forced to grow up by the world and forced herself to. The world that they live in,considers them adults.

Katara: "I haven't done this since I was a kid!"

Aang: "But you still are a kid!"

Zuko: "You're just a child."

Aang: "And you're just a teenager?"

Plus,not only did she step up and therefore didn't process it in a healthy manner,it's implied she saw her mother's corpse.

Edit: There's also a point that @azulserszzp made,that the entire Gaang made bad decisions! For example,Zuko almost burns down an entire village. Katara is mean for ten seconds AND EVERYBODY HOLDS IT AGAINST HER.

[charles-jpg]

a new year, to begin again | charles leclerc

[chalkrub]

various personal stuff/art trade stuff. it was dr. luciana cravendish-blackett snaggletooth’s birthday this month, everyone say happy birthday

[sebbyisland]

Seazy Inkwell - Girlhood | Misaki Takamatsu - Skip and Loafer | Wicked Original Soundtrack - For Good | Leann Stiegman - My Sister, My Friend | Holly Warburton - Sisters | Rebecca Sugar - No Matter What | Lucille Clifton - sisters

[antiquatedsimmer]

🌻❤️Josephine Coombes Harrington, Welcome to the family❤️🌻

Colored Photos & Subtitles Below:

Friday, 1907 Dear Journal,

Today started early with Mama rousing me and Pa before the sun for Si's wedding. Si, true to form, seemed uninterested, bored even, as we made our way to the church yard.

Despite a soggy autumn, today turned unexpectedly pleasant. Clear skies, a welcome break from the week's thunderstorms. However, I think Ma is stressed, she kept nagging about walking with my skirt up to avoid dragging it through the mud....

The ceremony was small, Only Josephine's parents and Jackson with his fancy wife, bothered to show. I tried my best to focus on Mama's words from yesterday, And I could see why Jackson favored her.

Skinny, porcelain pale, dripping in expensive jewelry....everything I am not. However, as Josephine graced us with her entrance, any inkling of comparison vanished.

Radiance enveloped her, surpassing the boundaries of mere beauty. She embodied something ethereal. A sunlight aura surrounded her, and I found myself akin to a sunflower, unable to avert my gaze.

Even Si seemed genuinely happy, I saw him smile from ear to ear, he clasped her soft delicate hands, and caressed her cheek.

It was a sight to see, physical or emotional affection have never been his forte, not even in our childhood.

He was initially furious with Pa over the prospect of marrying Josephine. I remember his enraged shouts, echoing from the parlor.

Confidentially, Journal, I've noticed his practiced performance of donning the façade of a gentleman and a devoted son, particularly when in Mr. Coombes' presence.

Whether genuine or an act, my earnest prayer is for him to treat Josephine with the respect she deserves. I hold a genuine fondness for her, and I welcome her warmly into our family.

Lucile Harrington

[aminta]

"but the horror.... the horror was for love' girl you committed incest with your little brother that shit is NOT love

[vatofbees]

[anonymous-tals]

I haven't seen anyone do a compilation of neurodivergent moments in Arrested Development so ta da

(it's mainly autism and adhd coded scenes but there's other stuff in there too)

[zipzapzopzoop]

There's a Great Big Beautiful Tomorrow

Chapter 38: It's all Relative

(I want to thank everyone so much for their patience with me. This chapter was so difficult to write due to being more dialogue heavy and not as action oriented, but I've finally got it!)

When Billie woke up, everything was silent. 

It had to have been the middle of the night (not that there was a way to tell time down here). There were no business shoes clacking on tile floors or low voices speaking over radios, phones, or intercoms. Everything was still… she couldn’t tell if it made her feel peaceful or anxious.

She sat up and blinked the sleep out of her eyes. Gaston and Lucille were still fast asleep. Speaking of Gaston, he was looking much better already. He had his color back, and he had finally stopped shaking. Billie turned around to glance outside the cell.

She nearly screamed.

In the darkness, the large silhouette of the Boss stood outside the cell. He observed the trio silently.

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Cornelius was adding the last few features to the ladyb0t. 

He used a magnifying glass to look closely as he used a screwdriver to put the teeny panels back into place. If all went according to plan, it would be able to climb into computers and monitors to hack or destroy them.

“All done,” he spoke quietly after ensuring everything was as it should be.

The little bug struggled to flip off its back for a moment, until Cornelius carefully used the screwdriver to flip it onto its belly. It looked up at him with raised antennae. The little bug had been his only companion ever since he ended up here.

Strange how this one little thing helped him not feel so alone. He blinked away a tear. 

He missed his family.

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In a flash, Bud pulled his wife to stand behind him and held out a cautious hand.

“Hey now, we don’t want any trouble with you!” 

Laszlo stumbled backward but caught himself.

“I-it’s okay!” He stuttered. “I don’t want any either! I swear! My sister has an infected wound and she’s really sick-”

“Shouldn’t you take her to a doctor?”

“We can’t! They’ll find us!” “Who?!”

“These people- okay, okay let’s just start over-” Laszlo put his hands up to calm everyone, but spoke quickly.

“Okay. My family and I are hiding in your home-”

“Family? How many are there?!”

“Don’t worry I’ll get there-”

“You didn’t answer the question, son. Who are you hiding from?”

“Some kind of officers? They might be spies, I’m not sure. They’re hunting down my family and I because we’re from the future. I promise, we don’t want any trouble! We’re just trying to hide until we can get home!”

The two just stared at him with wide eyes. 

Slowly, Bud leaned over to Lucille. “Honey, you might want to call someone… I think he’s sick in the head…”

Lucille picked up the house phone from its stand, looking at Laszlo sympathetically. 

“Don’t you worry, sweetheart. You stay right there, we’re gonna have someone come get you and they’ll take good care of you and your sister…”

“No!” Laszlo nearly panicked. “Please! They’re after us! I don’t know who they are, but they’re terrible people who want to hurt my family! I’m not sick!”

There was no way to explain this without sounding crazy. He didn’t care if the rest of the world saw him as crazy. He just needed them to listen…

“Look, you don’t have to believe me. We can go somewhere else, but please don’t tell them we’re here. Please. My sister won’t survive… not in the state she’s in…”

Bud looked confused, but Lucille looked concerned. She put the phone down, slowly reaching over her husband’s shoulder to lower his arm as well. “Honey… he’s just a kid. He needs help.”

Bud thought for a moment. He hummed and whispered something back to her. The two seemed to talk quietly amongst themselves, debating their next course of action.

Laszlo watched them nervously, his eyes warily shifting between the two of them behind his goggles. He fidgeted with his shirt or with his hands, anxiously awaiting to hear what they had to say. He still needed to get Tallulah help, but if he bolted, he knew they’d alert authorities. Not that he can blame them…

Lucille noticed the way the strange boy couldn’t seem to hold still, very much like the way her husband or his brother Fritz did. Lewis, meanwhile, was more relaxed. Until he had an idea, that is. Once he had a project, there was no stopping him. 

She got an idea.

“You said you were from the future. Is there any way you can prove it?”

Laszlo glanced at the door to the lab and back to her.

“I can. Just… wait here. I’m coming right back.”

They didn’t have time to protest before he disappeared into the lab. Bud and Lucille exchanged a confused glance. Suddenly, they could hear distant hushed voices from upstairs. 

“You told them?! Why would you tell them?!” “They spotted me! I didn’t have a choice.”

“I forot to ut mh teef in-”

The double doors pushed back open and the young man stood silently. He stepped aside, and the married couple gasped at seeing an elderly, toothless Bud Robinson standing in the doorway without a care in the world. Laszlo glanced at Bud, did a double take, and realized the other figure was hiding behind him. “Dad-” He moved the other man - one older middle aged Fritz Robinson - to stand next to his brother.

Bud - the younger one - and Lucille stood speechless. The red haired boy really was telling the truth.

“Ah, and who’s this handsome devil?” Grandpa Bud teased, admiring his younger self. Younger Bud shook his head in disbelief. “I don’t understand... How is this possible?

“Our son is a real special kid,” Grandpa Bud replied with a wink.

Lucille was over the moon, ecstatically going from person to person to look them over (much to Fritz’s unease). “Your family…” Lucille murmured, remembering Laszlo's words. “If your family is our family… who are you?”

“I’m your nephew. Fritz’s son.” Laszlo beamed, relieved they were reacting positively to such a bizarre situation.

“Fritz’s son… You have a son!” She looked wide eyed at Fritz, who only chuckled timidly. She turned and smiled at Laszlo again. “And you said you had a sister, too?”

Laszlo suddenly remembered. He froze. Tallulah. 

Lucille saw his expression change. 

“Where’s your sister, hun?”

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Check out the chapter on my Archive!

[fuzzyfeltmemories]

its not obvious but theyre sitting on a couch

[satansbiggestkinnie]

I hate it when people say,"The brothers are demons." To defend the fact they're "red flags." That isn't their defence. They don't have one,they have a reason. That reason is:

They were angels who had their own problems, and when they fell,their sin overtook them. But they're not fully bad people. They're kind and care about people (not everyone, but they care about Mc)

The point is,it isn't as simple as people think. I myself haven't even covered the whole thing- I just wish people would analyse the lore once in a while and be respectful about opinions :(

And if you hate a character that isn't objectively wrong,like a racist,please say that's just your opinion <3

(I'd love anyone's opinions on this since I'm sorta new to learning the lore ♡)

[angels-of-montmartre]

Hello Lucille! How fascinating do you find it that Francoeur seems to find music anywhere and seems to learn how to play any instrument in a matter of minutes? But has there been any instrument he seems to struggle with? Do you also teach him the different kinds of instruments? Do you yourself know how to play any?

Bonjour!

I find it absolutely fascinating how Francoeur manages to adapt and learn so quickly, he is a lot smarter than most people give him credit for. After all, he does write and choreograph most of our songs. It's very beautiful how he can find music everywhere he goes, even if it makes our strolls a lot longer than they need to be, hahaha.

There have been a couple times where Francoeur has difficulty with certain instruments, but give him a couple of days and he's a master! He still has trouble with the violin because of his chin…

Most of the time it is Francoeur who is teaching me how to play new instruments! I do know how to play the piano, because I was taught when I was a little girl. Sometimes, when the cabaret is closed, we silently play together, and it sounds lovely.

Sincerely,

Lucille ❤️