#fouche

[aedesluminis]

“I was thinking of scolding you,” he says, “when your commissioner handed me, on your behalf, a letter lacking your signature. I'm making this remark because you have stolen two of your words of your hand from me.

Wow, just wow.

Fouché being ✨in love and stupid✨ : a compilation

So, all the moments about him being absolutely over heels for Ernestine (his second wife) to the point of forgetting to monitor the political climate and to plot against its enemies (it becomes gradually worse) :

On July 13, just five days after Louis XVIII's arrival in Paris, the Duc d'Otrante sent Madame de Castellane [his mother-in-law] this letter, a sort of preface to his marriage proposal, and a testament of his loyalty:

“I cannot express to you, Madame, how touched I am by the confidence you have shown in opening your soul to me. "I will answer you with the same candor, the same surrender. "I am in love with Mademoiselle de Castellane, and have loved her for several years. I would have wished to give her disinterested proof of my feelings by associating her destiny with the one of a man who would make her as happy as she deserves to be, and who would be younger than I am. "I'm afraid my sullen(???) tastes and serious habits don't match her inclinations, and I want her to have no illusions about me, to see me as I am. I'm committed to doing everything in my power to ensure her happiness, but there are things that don't depend on me and that all my love couldn't do for her. I do not mean my children; they'll be her friends just as she'll be theirs. They will support each other, they will lend each other mutual assistance. The charm of my life right now would be to be able to enjoy my freedom and live wholly for my family. Unfortunately, we are in a crisis that is not yet over; all my moments are absorbed by business. However, I must find a moment to see you and to tell you, in person, all the affection I feel for you and your daughter. Le duc d'Otrante.”

Approved by Madame and Mademoiselle de Castellane, the fiancé wooed the young lady assiduously, the proper way. He spent every moment with her that he could spare from his occupations, and with the same hand that, on July 24 [1815], signed the famous tables of proscription where, as the malicious tongues say, he had not forgotten any of his former friends, he wrote her daily messages full of tenderness, delicate thoughts and an amorous pursuit, quite unexpected for a man of his age and reputation:

“How did you spend the night? Did you do everything I recommended for your health? Tonight I'll go and ask you about your compliance. "Tomorrow I won't be able to see you, as your mother is hosting a family dinner. I must resign myself; I can't blame anyone other than our respective positions, as well as social and political convenience. "I can't wait to see the end of the embarrassment we cause everyone, especially your mother, who deprives herself of her society every day to spare us a few moments of happiness. There is perhaps more presumption than truth in the use of the word “us”. What is certain is that I am happy when I am with you, and that I suffer a great deal when I am obliged to separate from you. I can't wait for those bloody papers! I'm counting the days and nights!”

“I don't need to tell you how sorry I felt to leave you last night. I regret that I will not be able to see you today. You will compensate me by giving me your news, and you will arrange things so that tomorrow at nine o'clock in the evening, I can give you mine… I am very impatient to see my wishes fulfilled, and I wish you to express the same sentiments. Love me the way I love you. PS : My respectful regards to your esteemed mother.”

On the eve of the wedding, Ernestine is still compelled to invent pretexts to secretly meet her pressing adorer, and that does not seem to displease him:

“I was thinking of scolding you,” he says, “when your commissioner handed me, on your behalf, a letter lacking your signature. I'm making this remark because you have stolen two of your words of your hand from me. I give you full and complete absolution for the little unofficial lies to which you are obliged, since you admit them to me, and they are in my favor. Farewell, see you tonight! I… I was going to end my letter with embarrassments, I saw myself writing to the Duchess of Otranto. My respects to Madame de Castellane. Please forgive me for treating her daughter as my wife. Your friend for life, Le Duc d'Otrante.”

Fouché, although in the last days of July 1815 he appeared very calm and even cheerful in public, showed a sad and worried face to his intimate friends. He could feel the political passions rumbling around him, and if he intended to “preserve his reputation” by winning the game, it was going to be a tough one. A long letter of [July] 31st [1815] to Madame de Custine reveals the deep and surprising preoccupations of a man on the eve of celebrating his nuptials. And how busy he is!

“I'm in such a hurry! However, I would like to talk to you about my marriage and everything that brought it on. I'll tell you in person.”

It's a pity that these confidences couldn't be written down.

But immediately after the ceremony, the tone changes. This short letter of August 2 to Madame de Custine overflows with joy and pride:

“You think I'm anticipating happiness, and I think I've waited too long for it. Tomorrow, I'll tell you about my romance and my reality.”

The duc d'Otrante is so delighted that he forgets his enemies:

“His marriage,” says the secret file, ”occupies him very seriously and almost as much as a young man. His friends are at war with him over it, and he replies: “It's my happiness."

Source : Le grand amour de Fouché : Ernestine de Castellane, A. E. Moulin

[janellefeng]

Happy Valentine's Day!

[eofaquitaine]

Joseph Fouché Post Thermidor:

[moonolivia]

Happy Chinese New Year!!❤

[iceblz]

[misscalming]

Inspired by La Terruer et la Vertu

[aedesluminis]

It's Friday: time to confess your sins to father Joseph.

[michel-feuilly]

Comission for @usergreenpixel again xD

A short story with a headcanon that Fouche practiced alchemy in a monastery

[revolutionarywig]

冯老师，我喜欢您画的富歇（但是我更喜欢您一段时间之前做的马拉动画片……（您画的所有法革内容我都爱看））

啊啊啊谢谢你！

送你一只小腹泻～

[oklotea]

The remaining transparent pngs of the playlist cover of my frev playlist that I made!

[minimoonpost]

以后就尝试这个画风了（好）

[mathildeaquisexta]

Rare Chéché portrait

Don't bother him, he's doing his homework

From Le Grand amour de Fouché : Ernestine de Castellane, 1931

[ragazzoarcano]

“Si cambia la vita

con un colpo di testa

o dopo una lunga riflessione.

Molti sono coloro

che accarezzano questo sogno.

Pochi osano varcare la soglia.

A qualsiasi età della vita,

ogni essere umano ha il diritto

di rilanciare i dadi.”

— L. Fouch

[comite-de-salut-public]

i think fouche should get cps membership

pros:

diligent and hardworking

true revolutionary

experienced politician

cons:

Hello, Citizeness Robespierre. Your brother has requested that I tell you to "please refrain from sending intentionally unserious inquiries to his workplace" and also to "perhaps pick up a loaf of bread on your way home if it isn't too much trouble".

[moonolivia]

Evil supports conspiracies

[microcosme11]

The actor (Gustaf Gründgens) who plays Fouché is hugely compelling. His voice is so insinuating and sly. “Hundert Tage” movie, 1935, on youtube. It’s in German and the English subtitles are useless. I’m watching it anyway.

P.S. The book/movie “Mephisto” was based on Gustaf Grundgens.