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i-dreamed-i-had-a-son · 8 months ago

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My gosh this is beautiful and I have to reply because this is EXACTLY why I project onto him so much (a Very Healthy reason I know. When I first read Les Mis, I cried, bc I have felt exactly that pang). Ten million percent agreed with everything you said above!

I love your point about Cosette and Marius bringing up his (long-buried) feelings of envy: the tragic irony is, Jean Valjean--so often defined by his one act of theft--feels, himself, robbed.

Because ultimately, underneath it all, Valjean has a desperate desire for love--total, enduring love. Every time Jean Valjean has allowed himself to be truly known, people have immediately turned on him; all the goodwill he's built up over years of charity and suffering fades immediately. He feels that he will always be abandoned. So he's desperate for someone to stay. What first allows him to love Cosette is her helplessness: he is her savior, so she cannot leave him. And because of how enmeshed his identity is with Cosette, becoming anything less than her everything is a brutal extraction for him. He believes, since it is all he has known, that love is total and all-consuming; therefore, he believes Cosette can only really love one person, just as he only loved her, and that person (by Right™) is Marius now. After all he has gone through, and all he has done, he feels abandoned once again--even though Cosette may still claim she loves him--because he is not her everything, so he is nothing. And that literally kills him.

Valjean's perceived abandonment by Cosette is so devastating to him because in a way, he uses Cosette as a stand-in for God. He has never believed God could love him--in fact, even in the convent, he's described as kneeling before the sister "as though afraid to kneel directly before God." He has never allowed himself to see himself as anything other than the "miserable man" he was at the start of the story. And how could God love that? Instead, he finds Cosette, who is initially desperate and has no other choice but to rely on him (and he believes as soon as she does have a choice, or if she learns who he really is, she will leave him), and uses her as the foundation of his identity. She's also the center of his virtue; with someone to care for, to sacrifice for, maybe he can earn God's love somehow. And if someone so pure could love him, maybe there was something in him that could be loved. So of course when she begins to love someone else, Valjean crumbles--her love felt secure because it was desperate, but now she can choose. And he could never imagine anyone, including God, loving him willingly.

But I love Les Mis because he's wrong!!!! He's wrong about that, and he's wrong about himself, and he's wrong about what love is!! And the story tells him so!!!

From the start of the story to the end, God has always been with him, guiding his path. The narration throughout the story makes it clear--he even recognizes "the hand of Providence" in guiding him to the bishop and the convent, in bringing him finally to the trial to save the innocent man; to stumble upon Cosette in the woods was no coincidence, nor was it chance that Cosette and Marius found him (because they were looking for him!! Because they love him!!!) right before he died. He has always been loved, wholly and forever, even in the midst of his sin and suffering.

It's a love that knows him fully, and endures.

And I love that his story ends with that.

Jean Valjean's Canon Toxic Unhealthiness around Romantic Love

( alternate titles: “Does Jean Valjean is Gay?”, or “Does Jean Valjean is Asexual?” Or: “Why is it so difficult to slap an identity/sexuality label onto Jean Valjean?” Or “LGBTPTSD+”)

I was looking at the responses to this poll about whether people interpret Jean Valjean as gay/asexual/straight or something else….and it got me thinking again about Jean Valjean’s canonical intense, complex, awful, toxic, and overwrought emotions around identity/ romantic love. I want to talk about that for a bit because I think it often gets overlooked in fandom!

I've noticed that Les Mis fandom/analysis often tends to interpret Jean Valjean as being far more content, more "at peace with himself," and more "comfortable in his own skin" than he ever is within the novel. This is also a common change in adaptations. The musical's version of Jean Valjean is great-- but he also seems a lot more self-actualized, more like he's gotten himself completely "figured out" by the end of the story. Other, bad, Les Mis adaptations — the adaptations that generally portray Jean Valjean a worse more violent person — also usually make Jean Valjean more confident in himself, more confident in his own feelings/desires, more certain that he’s entitled to certain things, and more willing to demand or take what he wants.

But one major aspect of book Jean Valjean's personality is that he does not have a healthy relationship with anything about himself. He has a tortured broken relationship with his own identity. He repeatedly thinks about “Jean Valjean” as a person outside of himself, a person who he finds frightening, repulsive, savage, and horrible— like a wild animal he needs to sedate, or beat into submission. He is obsessed with self-denial and self-repression. He is fixated on the idea that he is subhuman, that he is not allowed to want things or to pursue having any kinds of relationships with other people-- and that the most heroic thing he can do is "grab himself by the collar” and violently force himself to stay away from the things he wants. He is desperate to be loved and fixated on being unworthy of love and on denying himself love. He is absolutely not at peace with his identity: to paraphrase Jean Valjean in one of the later chapters, he believes he can only gain inner peace by “eviscerating his own entrails.”

He is never truly content with who he is, what he wants, or what kind of love he wants— and he never learns to be. The novel ends with him cutting himself off from his only family, breaking ties with the only person who loves him, and essentially slowly killing himself out of self-loathing.

There are other characters in Les Mis who seem very content with who they are and what they want. Enjolras is self-assured in his identity, and doesn’t appear to feel like there is any kind of love that is missing from his life. Whether you interpret him as gay or ace or trans or w/e, book!Enjolras is written as someone who is extremely self-assured and has a loving support system that is enough to keep him happy. But I don’t think that’s true for Jean Valjean at all XD.

And that’s why it's hard to apply labels like “aromantic” or “ace” or gay/straight/etc to Jean Valjean, when talking about his canon characterization. Those labels imply the person has a basic level of comfort with acknowledging their own desires/lack of desire/identity. And Jean Valjean never achieves that level of comfort. What “label” do you give to someone whose relationship with their identity is “I do not belong in a family, I have no right to want things, I have no right to be happy, I am outside of life, and I will never be at peace until I eviscerate my own entrails?” Is there a “self-disembowelment" pride flag? XD I've seen a lot of interpretations that go "Jean Valjean never expresses any interest in romance, he's perfectly content just to have his relationship with his daughter" but I honestly don't think that's true. Jean Valjean tries to content himself with having only Cosette. But part of why everything explodes so catastrophically in the end of the novel is because he needs more than just a paternal relationship. He doesn’t try to have a “normal” father-daughter relationship with Cosette, he tries to force his relationship with Cosette to be literally everything and everyone to him, for her to be his entire world: and it doesn’t work.

There’s a passage in the novel that talks about how all the love Valjean is capable of ends up being suppressed/sublimated into his relationship with Cosette. The love of a brother, of a friend, of a father, of a husband, the love of everything he is capable of, gets repressed so that he can throw every part of himself into being a father. There are Bad les mis adaptations that incorrectly misinterpret that passage to mean that Jean Valjean is incestuous/grooming Cosette. But in context, that’s not what the passage means at all.

The passage specifies very explicitly that Jean Valjean “did not love Cosette otherwise than as a father,” that “no marriage was possible between them,” that his feelings for her are absolutely paternal. But the passage does show how Jean Valjean is doing a very different unhealthy thing: he’s relying on Cosette to fill every single emotional void in his life.

He’s relying on parenthood to fill the grief/emptiness left behind by all the other kinds of love that he has wanted, but never been given.

To quote a bit of that passage:

Jean Valjean did not love Cosette otherwise than as a father (…) Let the reader recall the situation of heart which we have already indicated. No marriage was possible between them; not even that of souls; and yet, it is certain that their destinies were wedded. With the exception of Cosette, that is to say, with the exception of a childhood, Jean Valjean had never, in the whole of his long life, known anything of that which may be loved. The passions and loves which succeed each other had not produced in him those successive green growths, tender green or dark green, which can be seen in foliage which passes through the winter and in men who pass fifty. In short, and we have insisted on it more than once, all this interior fusion, all this whole, of which the sum total was a lofty virtue, ended in rendering Jean Valjean a father to Cosette. A strange father, forged from the grandfather, the son, the brother, and the husband, that existed in Jean Valjean; a father in whom there was included even a mother; a father who loved Cosette and adored her, and who held that child as his light, his home, his family, his country, his paradise.

Jean Valjean reminds me of a Failmode I’ve seen in a lot of different real-life parents? There are parents who cope with their own hard lives by telling themselves that parenthood is their sole reason for being alive, and who obsess over their child’s success as their only source of purpose, meaning, love, happiness, community, and validation. But it’s a bad idea to rely on one child to provide the emotional support that should be shared by friends, parents, siblings, every possible loved one, etc etc—- One child can’t actually heal you from your trauma, be a replacement for your broken relationships, pull you out of your grief, save you from your adult loneliness, etc etc etc etc.

When I see the common interpretation that Jean Valjean is perfectly content just to be the father of Cosette, I think of this line:

Thus when he saw that the end had absolutely come, that she was escaping from him, that she was slipping from his hands, that she was gliding from him, like a cloud, like water, when he had before his eyes this crushing proof: “another is the goal of her heart, another is the wish of her life; there is a dearest one, I am no longer anything but her father, I no longer exist”; when he could no longer doubt, when he said to himself: “She is going away from me!” the grief which he felt surpassed the bounds of possibility. To have done all that he had done for the purpose of ending like this! And the very idea of being nothing!

On one hand, the terrible Les mis adaptations that portray Valjean as Incest Creep are incorrect and wrong. On the other hand, though, Jean Valjean IS unhealthy about Cosette— just in a different and actually sympathetic way.

He has made fatherhood his only purpose, to replace every other purpose he could have in life. So he can’t be “just Cosette’s father.” He can’t imagine her becoming an adult and leaving the nest, like children do. What does he have if he’s not taking care of her? What is his purpose in life if she doesn’t need him to be her parent? He's not just being her father, he's relying on her to be his entire reason to exist. He hasn't been allowing himself to have things outside of her.

And speaking of things outside of Cosette: segue time. This post was supposed to be about Jean Valjean and romance, so let's switch gears and talk about his canon 'romantic experiences' more:

We’re told that in his youth he “never had a sweetheart” because he “never had time to be in love.” There is no indication that Jean Valjean never wanted to be in love. The opposite is implied. Hugo frames it as a tragedy that Jean Valjean’s does not experience young love; it’s the horror of poverty taking yet another thing from him.

Within prison, Valjean is “gloomy” and “chaste;” when he traumadumps to Montparnasse about it, he talks about women looking on galley slaves with horror and disgust. Romance, at least “normal” heterosexual romance, is no longer something that is permitted for him. Jean Valjean knows very little about romance/love/sex and it repeatedly messes up his life. He spends 19 years in the all-male environment of prison, then about a decade in the almost-all-female environment of the convent. He has very little experience with how men and women are supposed to interact. The oppression Fantine faces as a sex worker, and Cosette's relationship with Marius, are both two big 'blind spots' that he struggles with.

At one point romantic love is described as “The only misery Jean Valjean had not yet experienced, and the only one that is sweet.”

In his massive confession to Marius, he agonizes over how he is not allowed to be part of a family, and is incapable of being part of a home. He compares himself to someone sick and diseased, that poisons good and normal people with his presence, and cannot be allowed to make himself part of their families.

So Jean Valjean doesn’t frame Romance as “a thing he doesn’t want:” it’s a thing “he is not allowed to want,” it is one of the many things he is banned from wanting. It's impossible to tell what kind of things he would want, if he were allowed to want them.

One of the most interesting things to me, however, is his general attitude towards Marius/Cosette.

Obviously his first reaction to Marius snooping around is fear and resentment— he doesn’t know to interact with romance, having never experienced it, and immediately begins catastrophizing. He views Marius as a privileged booby ruining his life for something as frivolous as a love affair: it reads to me as partially envy, envy of the fact that Marius lives the kind of safe comfortable life that allows him to experience young love.

Jean Valjean added: “What does he want? A love affair! A love affair! And I? What! I have been first, the most wretched of men, and then the most unhappy, and I have traversed sixty years of life on my knees, I have suffered everything that man can suffer, I have grown old without having been young, I have lived without a family, without relatives, without friends, without life, without children, I have left my blood on every stone, on every bramble, on every mile-post, along every wall, I have been gentle, though others have been hard to me, and kind, although others have been malicious, I have become an honest man once more, in spite of everything, I have repented of the evil that I have done and have forgiven the evil that has been done to me, and at the moment when I receive my recompense, at the moment when it is all over, at the moment when I am just touching the goal, at the moment when I have what I desire, it is well, it is good, I have paid, I have earned it, all this is to take flight, all this will vanish, and I shall lose Cosette, and I shall lose my life, my joy, my soul, because it has pleased a great booby to come and lounge at the Luxembourg.”

But, even though Jean Valjean views romance as something he isn’t allowed or have or to want, views it as a threat and catastrophizes over how it will ruin his life……he seems to also put heterosexual romance on a pedestal.

The way Jean Valjean idealizes marriage is one of his weirdest character notes for me.

He views marriage as Cosette’s “happy ending.” It’s her “happily ever after” point where she won’t need him anymore, where she won’t need anyone outside of her husband. A Man And a Woman Are Meant to Get Married, It's Fate, and It Means They Will Live Happily Together Forever. Marius is “the goal of her heart, the wish of her life; her dearest one.” Nothing outside of that matters anymore.

He treats her marriage as if romantic love is inherently always more important than any kind of platonic relationships, and always takes priority over them. He later dismisses the unconventional family structure he has with Cosette, saying that despite his love for her he was only a "passerby" and was not actually her real father, because they were not biologically related.

There's a moment where Jean Valjean is described as someone whose ideal is to be angel on the inside and a bourgeois on the outside. Jean Valjean's worship of bourgeois social norms, norms he can never truly be a part of, is one of his character flaws. He has a similar "guard dog" energy as Eponine does when she defends Rue Plumet from her parents.....Eponine and Jean Valjean both become the guard dogs of a kind of romantic relationship they believe they are banned from having. Jean Valjean believes that getting Happily Straight Married in a Middle-Class Home with a Picket Fence(tm) is the ideal path for life....but believes himself broken/incapable of ever following that path. And so he instead throws his entire life into securing that future for Marius and Cosette.

In what manner was Jean Valjean to behave in relation to the happiness of Cosette and Marius? It was he who had willed that happiness, it was he who had brought it about; he had, himself, buried it in his entrails, and at that moment, when he reflected on it, he was able to enjoy the sort of satisfaction which an armorer would experience on recognizing his factory mark on a knife, on withdrawing it, all smoking, from his own breast. Cosette had Marius, Marius possessed Cosette. They had everything, even riches. And this was his doing.

TL: DR:

Jean Valjean's gender/sexuality label is “idk but he’s super fucked up about it.”

#i have no clue if this is coherent but i sure spent a while on it lol lemme do the search tags and i will resume my thoughts #les mis #jean valjean #les miserables #meta #quality meta seal of approval #book quotes #i have so so so so many thoughts on jvj because i (as an aroace) relate SO hard to his arc it really did make me cry #i have also been through the same weird toxic but meant in a good way over-investment in someone and then 'losing' them #when they get into a healthy romantic relationship--which of course only furthers the feelings of 'i'll be left behind bc i can't have this'#but the 'loss' of cosette was only a loss because he pulled himself away!! she was ready to still love him! but it wasn't enough for him #and boy i FEEL THAT!! but also LET YOURSELF BE LOVED I GET IT YOU'RE TRYING TO PROTECT YOURSELF BUT GOOD GOD MAN #ughhh he is just literally an exact representation of my interaction with my orientation and relationships with others #heck i'm not even too attached yo my labels anymore...anyways yeah basically i love him and project onto him like crazy #and also i love that the narrative doesn't let him get away with his lil self-destructive isolation. like nice try bro but you will be LOVED #i have a ton more thoughts that i don't even have words for but yeahhhh he's my guyyyy the little guy i smush in my brain #kay has a party in the tags #kay is a classical literature nerd #aroace jean valjean #aromantic jean valjean #asexual jean valjean #putting these mostly because no one can relate to 'losing someone to romance--which we (feel we) can never have' like us aspecs #but i agree with your thesis that it's hard to actually give him a label bc of how much trauma and issues there are on top of it!!#piggybacking

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velvetwyrme · 1 month ago

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If i may ask do you too think Jazz is just a little guy despite all the things he does?

Sorry for bothering and bad gramar

i mean i think of all my blorbos are just little guys despite all the things they do shfjdhdk (<- also a tfo sentinel enjoyer. a bw tarantulas enjoyer. IDW PROWL ENJOYER*)

and as for jazz... that really depends on which characterisation you mean! (and i dont mean continuity- i mean canon vs fanon dhfkdhdk) because that really changes what things he does/has done

but generally yeah hes just a little guyyyy!

#*my thoughts on him are too long for a footnote and also. this aint about him !!#and also if u want to get Really into it. a lot of the scarier parts of jazz are mostly fanon from what i understand...?#like correct me if im wrong but in canon hes just. like. chill creative and competent #and people mostly took the spec ops part and ran with it??#which dont get me wrong. i love.#but its smth that has me going “Ohhhh so its like a sans undertale level of mischaracterisation at times gotcha” dhfkfhdk #velwy.txt #inbox #galpal-galaxy

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liliadrawingstuff · 7 months ago

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Please take this Post with satire. I am just ascendingly screaming over the Faba Bio Leak. I waited for this moment to happen and actually gave it up but damn. I WASNT READY FOR THIS AHAHAHA

SMALL DISCLAIMER: I want to clarify. I see those leaked things not as canon. Just as his base idea that they changed through development. But. I am just going to act like as If this would be canon in this post.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN BLACK OR BLONDE HAIR. BLACK HAIR FABA WAS AN OPTION?

ey he is 165 cm... That's. THATS LITERALLY THE EXACT HEIGHT I THOUGHT OF HIM AS LMAOOOOOOO. WHATTTTTTT look at my pinned post for proof 🫵🏻 SMALL LITTLE GUYYYY AAAGHHH.

53 years old pretty much fits. I headcanoned him as mid 40's to begin 50's so hell yeah!! Old man!!

But. One question is.

WHO IS YOUR WIFE AND CHILD. 🫵🏻 WHO IS YOUR WIFE AND CHILD. WHY ARE YOU MARRIED. (I would love to meet them. Maybe.) WHOOOOOOO!!!!! THOOOOO!! WHO WOULD MARRY YOU???? (ahum...yea) I have to headcanon that his concept wife is either just as toxic as him or a poor woman he treats badly. Well I prefer the first hc in that case.

SPEAKING OF TREATING WOMEN BADLY!! THIS DANG ASS MISOGYNIST. PAHAHA. I love how they clarify "opposite Sex" but not same sex? Is this guy a misogynistic closeted gay?? He can have fights with the 1 or 2 misandrist Lesbians on Xitter and get obliterated.

I love that they went with arrested and fired for his ending. He can join Team Plasma in the Anime Jail. (So that's how he met Colress!! okno) but I think it's very cute that in the end they all gave him a second chance in most medias. (Besides the Manga...I guess ahum ahum)

Germanic descent? Still vibe with him as French/Kalosian more but him shouting angrily in German would be SOMETHING. I can see that now so much.... Maybe he is French German after all who knows. Kinda fits. (also my pride of being German just highered itself by 0.0001 %). German region when where we meet Fabas Wife and traumatized Child with awful parents.

The fact he is described super kind to Lusamine is actually very fun. Just sliming himself up the career ladder. I have urges to slap him real bad because all of this //affec

"But thanks to the Aether Foundation he gets great powerful pokemon" IF THAT WOULD BE CANON THEY ONLY GAVE HIM A HYPNO WHAT DO YOU MEAN. And lend him more pokemon afterwards so he can battle you as champion? Would be funny. But yeah. I stand with the HC that all of his mons all have a special reason to be in his team and why he is with them.

But the "his hobby is sexual harassment" cought me so off guard. I can't help but laugh about it. It sounds so bad. The bad wording probably kills me. FABA PLEASE. FOR THINKING USE YOUR BRAIN!! NOT SMTH ELSE. YOU DICKHEAD.

Also it was planned that he gets a watch.... Guy had to show off his rich kid watch surely to impress others.

God damn I want to hit him so hard //affec

I wanna draw a bit related to the leaks as a joke and then come back to answer messages and look what horrors yall think of this ajehdbka

Xenley is preparing her fists because she will be allowed to beat him up.

Lilac is gonna get the first aid and tells him everything will be fine and that this is just a nightmare.

#branch chief faba #faba pokemon #aRRRRGH

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missamyrisa2 · 4 months ago

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What would you do if you got your hands on a boy who thinks edging and loving on his prince part wouldn't affect him much, but you prove him wrong and make his prince part throb so much he's begging for release? Silly teasy phrases while edging him and asking him if he feels anything embarrasses him, and he has a foot fetish so he's also weak to having teasy feet in his face when it happens. He begs for release but you don't let him and tease him about not being effected so he shouldn't be throbbing or wanting for release

Ahhhh in my experience, like everyyyy guy thinks they can beat the edge. Especially when I come in with the feather. Like ooh yeah, that stupid little feather what's that ever gonna do. And it's perfect because that's like tickling, so many tough guys think tickling is no big deal even guys who have been on racks and frames and been tortured before. Oooh you just keep up that macho facade because it makes it everrrrr so much more ~tantalizing~ when I get you melted, when I hit that critical moment and make your body bend to my will and betray yours. You knooww I'm gonna goochie goochie gooo youuuuu ~ yesss my darling boyyyy my pretty pretty boyyy I'm gonna getcha goonnna gitchie gitchie getchaa with my feather and your adorable stubborn prince part. Ahh you say it's just a feather. And yes, it is yes it isssss so let's just get miss feather kissy kissying under that tip and let's just seee if we can wake up mr. rod huh?

Yeahhhh you're a toughie, you won't get all hard. You're not naughty nooooo tickles don't do anyyything to you and neither do my feeeeet. Yeahh, my feet are getting tired sitting here as you not-crumble and not-giggle with my feather kissying under your length and my fingers idlyyy tracing your thighs. So let's just park my tootsies over hereeee right by your face. Yeahh I'm gonna lay down here if that's quite alright with you and keep taunting your adorable ~manhood~ with this feather feather. I'm sure you don't mind sunshine, right? That's just my soft soft feather going up and down your length and kissing the tippy tip and ahh yeah my toes on that foot are playing in your armpittty, sorrryy but at least the other is keeping you company right? My toes just grazing on your cheeeek and your neck? How do you like my purple polish babydoll? Maybe I should do yours next~

Right, right, tough guyyyy yeah. I know. I knowww you aren't melting at all. I mean, say you were making little gasp and whimpers as I tickled your mr. rod and feeted your face ~ that would mean you're naughty and not only that but a cute naughty boy who lied to me. Ahhh if that were to happen I would well, I'd mercilessly edge you and tickle you and when you were whimpering on the tingly precipice of a gigglegasm, right at the tiiip of spilling your snickerdrops, I'd make sure to pamper your toes like my own and give you a sparkly coating so you never forget how adorable you were when I was getting you soooo sooo unbearably hardddd ~ oooh noo~! Oooh no darling! Oooh myyy goodness, oh my doodlebugs! You ~are~ hard, aren't youuuu? Don't lieeeee I seeeee how stiff you've gotten down here. You just can't help being so wicked can ya?

You knowww what that meanssss~ ooh yesss, first class ticket to edgyyyy town and an all expenses paid vacation with just me and my feather until you're nothing but a whimpering mewling messss for your ticklemama. Ooh yes, that's exactly what I am because you're my tickleboy and you're gonna tell me allll about how naughty you are and how much you loooove your tickles and want them so bad ~ you can't resist them uh uhhh you can't escape this, precioussss. I knoww I knoww you wanna cum so bad huhhhh? Sooo naughty, begging me for such a thing. Don't worry, you can have some moreee of my toesssss in your face and some feeetty face hugs while I keep your cuuute rod alllll excited and wantttyyy ~ oooh ohh was that a giggledrop? Awww did my sweeeet tickleboy dew for meeee? Look at youuuuu ~ just look at you~! What a goooood boy what a gooood tickleboyyyy ~ let's just sit and appreciate what a lovely gigglebug you are, coming in here all tough no-laughy man and now nothing but a whimpering wanting dewing sillyyy tickleboyyyy ~ ticklemama's gonna have some funnnn with youuuu ooh yesss darling ~ we're gonna reallly get to know each other alll night nowww ~ <3

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madaqueue · 2 months ago

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when was Quinn + Childe started?

OMG NONNIE I WILL KISS YOU I LOVE THIS QUESTION (i love any excuse to talk about my GUYYYY!!!!!!!!)

SO!!!!!!!!!!! i think my first official post about him was on october 20th - at that point i had seen some art with him (that i think was dani’s who also did my INCREDIBLEEEE quinjax comm that i stare at every single day) and had a …. dream (yeah…..yeah) about him and from there it was all downhill HAHAHAHAHHAAHHA

i was writing about him a week later and i dyed my hair to match his and i started my daily childe’s within another few days HAHAHAHAHHAHAA he literally like appeared one day and has not left my mind since CKDKCKDKCKDKFKD

i formally announced my selfship on november 11th which is like . the fastest turnaround i’ve ever had but i just KNEWWW he was in my mind and now i think about him everyday :3333

AND!!!!!!!! now i get to take him on little adventures and photograph him looking SOOOO PRETTY!!!!!!!!! EVERY DAY!!!!!!!!!! LOOK!!!!!!!!

ANYWHO . THANK YOU FOR ASKING ABT US I LOVE YOU WAAAAHH I LOVE MY PRETTY REDHEAD BABYYYYYYY (who i still want to chew on)

#SO BASICALLY OCTOBER 20 IS MY LIKE . SORT OF OFFICIAL ANNIVERSARY OF WHEN HE TOOK OVER MY MIND DKDKCKDKCKDK #THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME TALK ABOUT HIM THOUGH I LOVE HIM SOOOOO FUCKING BAD #i would talk about this little guy every day for the rest of my life #I LOVE HIM I LOVE YOUUUUUU #SMOOCHES YOU SMOOCHES YOU SMOOCHES YOUUUUU #q answers #q yearns #quinjax

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wildtornado-o · 4 months ago

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Feeling so normal rn I think.

The quality of these is Horrendous but I'm screaming over Félix rn. My guyyyy. His stance is so funny 😭 like yeah. You're definitely a dramatic theater kid. The little touch ups on Argos are nice too <3<3<3

And Kagamiiiiii <3<3<3<3 not sure how I feel abt her civillian hair but her fit is cute (Although her skirt looks a little ridiculously high up), and I absolutely LOVE Ryukos new design omggggg. The spikey hair. Its everything

Also a little Nino and Alya bcs I thought they were very cute this ep and I love them <3

#ml s6 spoilers #<- tag I'll be using for filter purposes #im still not too fond of the newer style but I can ignore it bcs Im too excited to have them backkkk #also Marinette's Struggles were very silly this ep. i understand her sm djsjska #birds-chirps #Just want to yap...

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obsidiancreates · 1 year ago

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Just Another Day In The Dimwood

"How the hell did we end up back here?!" Booker whispers furiously to Grumley.

"I dunno," Grumley whispers back, almost whimpering. "We just ran and here we are!"

"Whatever Bitsy's going for in that hutch better be worth this." Booker takes a deep breath. "Okay, just this one last time. One last distraction in this godforsaken clearing and then we're never coming back here again!"

"Never?"

"Never, Grumley. Not even for all the gold in the Dimwood."

"Wow. Alright, one more distraction." Grumley looks down at the powder Peggy had given him before she, Hazel, and Bitsy had sprinted off into the woods. "I won't die, right?"

"I sure hope not, but it's Peggy, so I can't really confirm or deny that as a possibility."

"Well... here goes." Grumley shoves the powder in his mouth and takes a swig of the bottle Peggy had also given him. He coughs a little as thick foam begins to spill out from his jowl-covered mouth.

"Holy shit, it worked- I mean HELP! HEEEELP, OH GODS, THERE'S A-A RABID DOG! AHHHHHHHH!" Booker dashes into the main clearing, gathering as much attention as possible away from the party that had moments ago been readied to investigate why Smoke could be seen coming from that horrid hutch the heretic once lived in.

Grumley chases after Booker, growling and snarling as scarily as he can! He chases him all around the clearly, but the two keep a tight pattern around the path out of town towards Bitsy's old house. Mice and rabbits and cats and dogs alike all scream, chaos spreading as cries of "RABIES!" fill the air!

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"Oh, Bitsy! You didn't tell us you had cookies left in your house!" Hazel yanks the jar out of the old slightly-singed cupboard and begins wolfing them down without a second thought.

"To be fair we thought it'd burned down because she left the woodstove lit when we ran away before," Peggy says, looking through Bitsy's bookshelf which contains no books, but lots of jars of herbs.

"We did?" Bitsy herself is digging through the ashes inside said stove.

"You said you left it on, yeah."

"Wow. Well how didn't it burn down? Did you save my Hutch, Creator?"

"I must have." Peggy kicks over a bucket clearly left by the firefighting brigade that obviously came and stopped the fire so it wouldn't burn the entire clearing down. "What're we lookin' for again?"

"Is it that mysterious chest you told us about that first night?" Hazel asks as she finishes the jar of cookies. "Ooooh, scones!"

"No, not that." Bitsy moves on to look under the bed. "I'm lookin' for my best chewin' stick!"

"We're here for a stick?" Peggy pauses, then shrugs. "Just don't tell Booker, he might have an aneurysm."

"What's an Anne-your-eseem?"

"It's like your brain poppin' in your skull."

"Wow... I get that all the time!"

"I think that's just bubbles in your ears, Bitsy. I get it too when I-I climb really high and come back down."

"But I don't climb!"

"You do run real fast though, sort of the same thing. ... Somehow."

"I learn so much with you all."

"Well we're a very knowledgeable and well-learned bunch. What's this jar full of?"

"Poppy seeds. If you work with 'em the right way they make you all sleepy and relaxed and not in pain anymore."

"Oh, is that what this liquid next to them is?"

"Yeah!"

"Hazel just drank half the jar."

"Oh. ... It'll be fine, I think. As long as we don't gotta run real soon."

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Booker and Grumely sprint away from the angry crowd. As soon as just one resident recognized them, the rest followed. Groups of angry, grieving families now chase them with pitchforks, scythes, and anything else sharp available in the clearing.

"GUYYYYS!!! WE GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE!!!" Booker screams as they run towards the hutch.

"IT'S VERY URGENT!!!"

"WE HAVE TO GET MOVING AT A VERY QUICK AND CONSISTENT PACE!!!"

"FOR A REALLY, REALLY LONG TIME!!!"

Peggy looks out the window. "Yeah Booker that's not- HOLY SHIT- Bitsy you gotta wake Hazel up!"

"WHAT?!" Booker ducks as a rock flies by his head. "SHE'S ASLEEP?!"

"Well I'll just give her this white powder that makes me feel real fast!"

"Great idea."

Booker groans and looks to Grumley. "We're so fucked."

#legends of avantris #uprooted #fanfic #my attempts at fanfic

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