#à son ame

[nouvellesdumaquis]

Louis Arlette chante Ronsard et la Dame à la Licorne

Louis Arlette est de retour avec ses Sacrilèges, un album comprenant cinq poèmes qu'il ose "déshonorer", affirme-t-il par provocation en parlant de ses adaptations pop rock. Avec les notes de Louis Arlette, les poèmes de Charles Baudelaire, Pierre de Ronsard, Alfred de Musset, Gérard de Nerval et François Villon sont magnifiés.

On vous présente en extrait A son âme, poème écrit par Ronsard à la fin de sa vie avec cette vidéo session tournée à Paris, au Musée de Cluny, devant la tapisserie de la Dame à la Licorne. Il a déclaré récemment : "Je ne me suis jamais senti complètement à l’aise dans l’univers de la chanson française. Je trouve qu’elle a parfois un côte trop conventionnel dans la manière d’appréhender la musique. Il y a bien sûr des exceptions mais le texte prend tellement le dessus en France qu’on n’a pas toujours envie de travailler le son, sauf dans l’électro." Découvrez la vidéo de Ronsard et La Dame à la Licorne :

#louis arlette #ronsard #dame à la licorne #musée de cluny #à son ame #poésie #pop rock #session live #sacrilèges

[chaotictomtom]

le fait qu'il reste plus que 2 episodes de rain dogs + dernière saison de barry va commencer + la dernière saison de succession continue aussi..</3 et ces trois séries le même jour auUUGH merci abbott d'être sur un autre jour purée

#am i being unreasonable #jamais suivi autant de série qui sortait à la fois #tomtom_is_rambling #tomtom_communique #sinon j'ai 0 idée s'il y aura une suite ??? pareil 0 idee si rain dogs c'est qu'une saison.....terrible ça #j'avais pas ce problème en regardant des séries finies smh #mec qui dit ça mais qui a recommencé et attaqué et fini tellement de serie au lieu de CONTINUER DW CLASSIC... #jsuis à l'ep de l'autre marcopolo naze là en diapo parce qu'ils ont plus que le son vu que ça fait parti des episodes perdus #VREUUUMENT ROMPICHE + 1st doctor juste un gros gamin googoogaga je fais tjr mon caca neveux OH ÇA VA OUI #trop méchant grochon tout le temps là mais pas de manière endearing #pas genre capaldi as malcolm t'as vu #je parle tout seul smh allez jferme ma gueule bonne nuit

[angelofsmalldeath-codeine]

Good Saturday, y’all.

Topic of today’s rant: PEOPLE PRINTING AND SELLING FANFIC & GENERAL FANDOM ETIQUETTE

Profiting from fanfic will ruin it for everyone.

I want all of you who gift us your stories to be safe from lawsuits and beware that your content might be stolen.

Not to be on a soapbox and preaching to the choir but here are.

There are many authors pulling their work off AO3 because people acting on bad faith are printing and binding fics to sell on etsy thus infringing copyright laws. Fanfic has always been a grey area and we are allowed to exist in this grey area because we are not profiting from it. The minute money is exchanged, every party involved is breaking the law.

Why am I complaining about this yet again? Because we might be deprived from enjoying fanfic with the freedom we currently have because the fanfic authors will fear getting sued. If third parties are stealing our work and selling it, publishers and studios won’t care to know who sold it. It is your handle (thus IP address) on the sold fanfic. Because, get this, they are doing downloads straight from ao3 with your usernames.

Manacled is being pulled from ao3 because the author will publish it as a book. People are putting the book at risk by selling printed versions of it on Etsy.

I believe many of us who fall on the 20 years of reading fanfic side rather than on the 20 year olds reading fanfic will remember the Anne Rice days. These are not fully over because her son is carrying on the legacy of suing everyone who writes fanfic of her work. And if I may say, she didn’t invent vampires and should’ve taken many seats. I digress.

I am not sure of the levels of awareness within this community and to what extent it can affect all of us. TikTok is a massive contributor to this problem (as it is to many other problems. Again, I digress) since booktok and the binding folks discovered ao3.

You might think, I only post on tumblr so my content is safe. Well, they are finding their way here too. They cringe because tumblr is for old people but they still make their way here with their bad manners and pillaging behaviour.

I want all of you who gift your stories to be safe, lawsuit free, not lose your content and not be afraid of sharing.

I wish I had a definitive solution to this problem but I can only think of small actions:

report the etsy accounts selling fanfic/fanfic commissions,

report the TikTok accounts selling binding for fanfic work,

go back to the days of putting disclaimers on your notes that you don’t own the characters and you are not profiting from the story.

Tagging some authors* here for visibility so you can cascade to more people. Absolutely no pressure tag.

@theywhowriteandknowthings @tightjeansjavi @diversemediums @goodwithcheese @nerdieforpedro @fhatbhabie @undercoverpena @thelightsandtheroses @ezrasbirdie @notjustjavierpena @javierpena-inatacvest @freshlyrage @5oh5 @wardenparker @endlessthxxghts @creedslove @sp00kymulderr @secretelephanttattoo @gnpwdrnwhiskey @whatsnewalycat @pedrostylez @thetriumphantpanda @toointojoelmiller @dancingtotuyo @agentjackdaniels @ladamedusoif @lotrefcp @wildemaven @musings-of-a-rose @justagalwhowrites @morallyinept @pedropascalsx @criticallyacclaimedstranger @pennyserenade @kteague @astoryisaloveaffair @moralesispunk @linzels-blog @metalnecklace

*I can remove the tag if you are not comfortable with being associated with this post.

#fanfic authors #fanfic writers deserve everything in the world #support fanfic writers #fanfic writers #dont steal fanfic #tiktok ruins everything #this is for you new fandom babies btw #fandom #fandom etiquette #stolen work #stolen fanfic #stop profiting from fanfic because it will ruin it for everyone

[mimmixerenard]

Livre douzième - chapitre VII

(I just love this moment, what can I say)

French and English excerpts under the cut!

(Français)

«— Qui êtes-vous ?

À cette question brusque, l'homme eut un soubresaut. Il plongea son regard jusqu'au fon de la prunelle candide d'Enjolras et parut y saisir sa pensée. Il sourit d'un sourire qui était tout ce qu'on peut voir au monde de plus dédaigneux, de plus énergique et de plus résolu, et répondit avec une gravité hautaine :

— Je vois ce que c'est ... Eh bien oui !

— Vous êtes mouchard ?

— Je suis agent de l'autorité.

— Vous vous appelez ?

— Javert.»

———————

(English)

" "Who are you?"

At this abrupt query, the man started. He plunged his gaze deep into Enjolras' clear eyes and appeared to grasp the latter's meaning. He smiled with a smile than which nothing more disdainful, more energetic, and more resolute could be seen in the world, and replied with haughty gravity:-

"I see what it is. Well, yes!"

"You are a police spy?"

"I am an agent of the authorities."

"And your name?"

"Javert." "

#les miserables #victor hugo #les mis #les miz #les mis fanart #javert fanart #javert les mis #inspector javert #javert #enjolras #enjolras les mis #les mis enjolras #traditional art

[anghraine]

thatinsufferableb-st-rd said:

@anghraine so i have read the books multiple times and am an avid fan of the movies. I enjoy both for what they are. I think the main difference is that Peter Jackson was very open about what they chose to cut and why from anything I've ever seen. They even have Sam give a nod to the book readers by saying "by rights we shouldn't even be here". No I'm not happy about what they did with Faramir and Glorfindel got jipped, and I would have lover to have seen Elronds sons but at the end of the day there were acknowledgments of what and why. Rings of Power to me has always come off as hiding from any criticism by using the shield of "well if you don't like it it's because you don't like POCs in it". To which I genuinely could not give a fuck less, like there are so many branches of elves that went different ways so that could make sense within what Tolkein established. But don't hide behind that when your writing is just "Sauron is evil. We know. And we know she knows. But we have to make it seem like she's the only one who Has A Clue so we must all try to shoo her off to make a plotline"

@lesbiansforboromir has already correctly and politely pointed out that you are doing the very thing we were criticizing in that post—intruding on ROP fan discussion to unfavorably contrast the show to the Peter Jackson films, while also applying a degree of scrutiny to ROP that the Jackson films are rarely subject to in a remotely comparable way and could not bear. Frankly, @lesbiansforboromir is nicer and more restrained than I am about this, but you chose to tag me as well, so I'll also respond.

We (lesbiansforboromir and I) were talking about being excited about costuming in S2 of ROP and disliking the fandom meltdowns over ROP's costuming looking (somewhat) different from the films' aesthetic. Since it had already come up in their discussion, I added that I'm not convinced by the anti-ROP contingent framing their seething hatred of the costuming and design as just caring so much about fidelity to Tolkien's vision. I pointed out that Tolkien fandom broadly cares far more about their preferred, film-influenced aesthetics than Tolkien's actual descriptions and gave some specific examples of this.

There's been a lot of talk, for instance, about how the universally long, flowing hair for Elves preferred by the fandom and used in the films is actually totally canon according to Tolkien even if it's rarely mentioned in LOTR proper. This is inaccurate. Galadriel's brother Aegnor is typically depicted in the fandom/film-preferred style rather than per Tolkien's description of his hair as "strong and stiff, rising upon his head like flames" (indeed, in general neither Aegnor nor anyone else is ever depicted this way, and this description rarely shows up in the lists of "no it's about ethics in adaptation" Tolkien hair quotes).

Tolkien repeatedly describes Elvish, peredhel, and Dúnadan women as wearing their hair bound up in braided coiffures with jeweled hair pieces/nets rather than loose and flowing à la the films and the fandom. Nobody cares, any more than they care about Tolkien's description of Arwen's clothing as soft, grey, and noticeably devoid of ornamentation apart from a belt and netted cap (i.e. the opposite of her highly elaborate film costuming and typically loose, unbound, uncovered hair in the films and most illustrations).

Meanwhile, my fave Faramir's hair is nowhere near long enough in the films or most art to mingle with Éowyn's as Tolkien describes. It's usually also depicted as blond, reddish, or brown rather than black as in the book; in Tolkien's LOTR, all described Gondorians have dark or black hair, with the only difference in coloring being that some Gondorians are dark-skinned and some are pale. Again, almost nobody in the fandom cares about this when they're going on about costume design and casting to reflect Tolkien's vision, and male Gondorians are overwhelmingly depicted with short or shoulder-length hair in the films and in Tolkien illustrations.

Popular depictions of Gondor, including the Gondor of the films, very rarely reflect Tolkien's description of Gondor's aesthetic as similar to ancient Egypt, the Byzantine Empire, and the Roman Empire. Film Gondor has, at most, extremely vague allusions to Byzantine architecture amidst the general and deliberate westernization of Gondor's design—as just one example among many, Tolkien's explicitly Egyptian-based design for the royal crown of Gondor is converted to a generically western European-style crown in the films and overwhelmingly in the fandom.

I then pointed out that it's been very noticeable that ROP haters tend to have a powerful double standard wrt fidelity when it comes to the Jackson films. For over 20 years, most film fans have been constitutionally incapable of tolerating even slight criticism of the films without jumping in to defend their greatness and condescendingly explain the most basic elements of adaptation. (Yes, we know film is not the same medium as text, we know changes are part of adaptation to another medium, we all know that, we all know that a word-for-word adaptation would suck and never be made, this is not new information and does not make the PJ films' every choice a good one.) Yet most film LOTR fans who vocally despise ROP display none of the charity towards ROP that they demand for the films (demand even from someone like Christopher Tolkien, a dead man the entire fandom is deeply indebted to, whose dislike of the films still leads to regular attacks on his character from Jackson film stans).

This hypercritical yet hyperdefensive tendency in the fandom is neatly illustrated by the fact that you responded to a conversation about the double standards in evaluations of ROP's costuming vs the films' to go on about how ROP is objectively bad for reasons entirely unrelated to costuming, how you're totally not racist (something nobody was talking about), and to quote you directly, "Like the show was just Bad." Truly, an incisive critique. Meanwhile, your concessions with regard to the Jackson films are mainly about extremely minor and defensible omissions like removing Glorfindel and the sons of Elrond rather than the serious and fundamental problems that lesbiansforboromir and I have with them, or even the ways they do pretty much the exact same things you're lambasting ROP for.

I mean, if we're going to talk about action hero Elves in ROP vs the Jackson films, what about the action hero-ification of Legolas in the films? He was described by Tolkien himself as the Fellowship member who accomplished the least, so super badass battle-skateboarding Legolas hardly represents fidelity to Tolkien's vision. Why should that get a pass while film-stanning ROP haters seethe about ROP!Galadriel being too special, even though Tolkien described her as one of the most special Elves to ever live and specifically as remarkably athletic and insightful?

Meanwhile, film Gimli is reduced to comic relief, the only dwarves taken seriously are conventionally hot ones in The Hobbit films, and Frodo's expressions of strength and fortitude are consistently removed to glorify other characters. Film Gondorians were deliberately designed to seem like useless tin soldiers (which they are in the films, as well as whiter and blonder than Tolkien wrote them) rather than the physically imposing and highly effective fighting force of the book. ROP imagining Elvish rituals upon approaching Valinor that aren't based in Tolkien canon but don't directly conflict with it is absolutely trivial compared to the films' handling of Denethor and Faramir.

The point is not that you, personally, are not allowed to like the films or dislike ROP despite all this. Many people do love the films, including most of my followers. They do have their strengths, though they are extremely racist and few film fans will acknowledge this without soft-pedaling it in some way (esp, since you brought it up, given the context of the truly unhinged degree of racism that has accompanied much of the broader discourse around ROP).

The point is that film fans who hate ROP are constantly showing up in our conversations to be "well actually ROP is just objectively bad, unlike the films, because the show has failings that are also in the films but it's totally different there because of the contents of Peter Jackson's soul" or whatever. The point is the absolutely glaring and obnoxiously hypocritical double standard of defensiveness about the films and obsessive nitpicking of ROP that leads to ROP haters continually going on rants to ROP fans that are unwelcome, uninvited, and usually (as in this case) irrelevant to what was even being discussed.

#legendarium fanwank #respuestas #anghraine rants #legendarium blogging #pj critical #tv: lotr #ondonórë blogging #long post #jrr tolkien #aegnor #arwen undómiel #peoples of middle earth #letters of jrr tolkien #faramir #legolas #galadriel

[7amaspayrollmanager]

Hello everyone, My name is Hélène Bérubé and I am a journalist. During my career, I met an exceptional young woman in Gaza named Manar O El Saraj. I first hired her as a fixer for media coverage in the region, then she became a very good friend. Just before the war began on October 7, Manar was in the United States for professional training. She's been stuck there ever since. She watched her home being destroyed in a bombing live on TV news, helpless and devastated. She did not hear from her family for several weeks, which led her to the hospital for nervous shock. Since October 7, she has lived in panic fear of learning that her sons Mohammad (17 years old) and Karim (11 years old) were killed by bombs. Manar has always been an extraordinarily resourceful woman. Through her numerous contacts, she learned that it would be possible to get her two sons out of Gaza shortly, through Egypt, where her parents live. But the bill is steep (12,000USD). She has already raised 3000USD and today I want to help her make up the rest, 8000USD (10,500CAD). We all feel helpless in the face of what is happening in Gaza, which has so far buried more than 20,000 of its own people. But now we can do something to save two young people from certain death. Please help Manar, and never forget: THERE IS NO SMALL DONATION. Thank you on behalf of Manar, Mohammad and Karim

#making anothe post bc this is what im hoping to use followers on here that i dont have on any other social media platform can spread

[mondsphere]

Luo Binghe: Original Drafts Edition! Who and why?

“[…] in fact, in his original outline, Bing-gē hadn’t even had a romance plotline; he had been doomed to fade away, alone and unaging forever.” — The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System, Vol. 4 (Mo Xiang Tong Xiu)

The drafts version of Binghe! Not Bing-gē, nor Bing-mei, but a secret, third thing! (I’m partial to Bing-xióng (兄) myself, just for thematic cohesion. Bing-mei remains as he is: Shizun’s special glass-heart maiden.)

So! Who is this elusive, mythical Binghe we never got the chance to meet? What is he? How do I get to pick this one’s brains?

Why is he haunting me! What does he want! So much to think about.

Listen: I love my trash sons, both the racoon and wet dog variations, but I am curious about this handsome demon lord who did not bed thousands, and did not steal his shizun to lovingly coax him into a loving and respectful marriage. Alas, Airplane-bro, as is custom, has left me hanging.

The solitary quote above has been floating around my brainspace for months. Intermittently, I would look up at the sky and sigh a big sad dog sigh, and think of this lonely demon-man emperor who seems to be both perfectly representative of No-Shizunitis Suffering Binghe, and on the exact opposite end of the line. I have spent many a night trying to rearrange the blocks of both SVSSS and PIDW like a sad toddler with no plan but plenty of amorphous longing.

Thus, Bing-xiong. My beloved new toy.

We know he is left alone and unaging. This means that:

He does not marry even once. (Sorry, Other Bing Variants. This one came broken.)

He is not defeated, killed, or left to suffer his not-father’s fate of sulking under a mountain.

From 1) we can assume two more things! Xin Mo either gets fixed/doesn’t influence this Binghe the same way, or: Xin Mo is completely written off à la Airplane Retconning, making Binghe potentially even more individually powerful than his younger counterparts.

(Or he just. Takes people’s cultivation ad-infinitum. Interesting thought, but too straight-forward for my tastes. Airplane’s thoughts? Unknowable.)

From 2) we can also assume Binghe cannot die, is under the influence of the Protagonist Halo unto infinity, and will only be put out of his misery once the heat death of the universe deems it a worthwhile endeavour. Either that or the story ends, but. It tickles a miserable part of my brain pink to think Binghe will not be let off even then.

Anyway. Bing-xiong, of course, has the same source material to work off of. Up until the Abyss, and including it, the plotline should be if not the same, adjacent enough to be indistinguishable.

However. This means:

Bing-xiong never got coerced into sex by Qin Wanyue, thus not starting him on the path of sex-dependency/addiction, avoiding Bing-gē’s fate by virtue of the Butterfly Effect. (Read this post because it explains Bing-ge's whole thing better than a lot of things I've seen.)

Again, Xin Mo implications.

Alternate Universe Shenanigans make an appearance. (Shen Jiu’s fever and death was actually meant to happen, Bing-ge just got very, very unlucky and his Universe’s Yue Qingyuan very, very lucky. For a few years. Either that or there is a Shen Yuan for every Binghe! Again: sorry, Bing-ge. You need to find your own. Middle child issues…)

Once the drafts/original outline got lost, all bets are off and now the characters become real people, without narrative influence. This also has the very fucked up implication that Bing-ge is actually a result of exclusively external forces and would have never gone down that path if not forced onto it by Airplane’s unwitting hands. I do and do not love this version. Very Mo Ran-esque, if looked at from afar and squinting.

Other options I’m either too not-high to think, or too high to put together. (Cold medicine is insane?)

I am fascinated by this… Schrödinger’s Binghe. A jaded, lonely emperor left in the ashes of his world, gazing upon his own history and finding fucking nothing and no one. Metaphorically and, like, practically, if I’m understanding Airplane’s musings correctly. Isolated, cursed by his own blood in a completely new and fucked up way!

I need Airplane to speak with me for like, half an hour. This is paramount to my mental health, I’m losing my braincells by the hour.

What happened to this impervious, cocky, badass demon bastard lord to become so alone? How did it happen? Why did it not happen to the other two, or at least Bing-ge, who has had every horrible and shitty thing possible and impossible piled onto his head? What the fuck is up with Xin Mo? Why isn’t it eating away at Big Bro Luo? Or, worse: why is it eating away at him in such a way that instead of turning into a violent yet charismatic, horror-creature of a man, it turns him into the existential terror-fate I’ve contemplated and abhorred since I was seven?

Tianlang-jun as the final boss. Discovering Huan Hua Palace Master’s crimes, deceit and… stuff. Perhaps even uncovering Shen Jiu’s backstory.

Ooh! Worse! Or better? What if he finds out everything, after having followed Bing-gē’s path, and simply… gives up? A grown up Bing-ge, minus the marriage and surrogate-lover part(s).

(More unlikely than other options, but still there, I guess.)

Fucking insane of MXTX to do this to me, personally and specifically.

I can only speculate forever, I guess! Left… alone and pondering forever.

So. Not a Bing-ge, and not a Bing-mei. A Bing-xiong, if you will.

#svsss #luo binghe #svsss meta #if you like. want it to be #the fact that this is the first post on this blog is upsetting but also completely in-line with who i've become as a person #i'm sure someone else said it better than me asp #this is all to say i'm trying to plan a longfic with drafts!binghe as my one and only 2024 project #and it is eating away at me #because i understand and also NOT #the concept itself is so ???? #its insane that one single line of text from mxtx from almost a decade ago can do this to a person #lbh #lbx #hey why would i say this to me #huh.txt

[krasytoonz]

Hello there! I’m Krasy (and yes, it’s pronounced as crazy) and I am making an indie animation called Uncanny City.

When a farmer and his son discover a secret city inhabited by a bizarre array of creatures, they must navigate its mysterious inhabitants and uncover its hidden secrets in order to go back to where they came from. — Logline

Aside from that, I am a multifandom artist that likes to draw and create comics of the things that Interests me! (For example, Welcome Home!)

Feel free to check out my work! À bientôt!

buy me a ‘kofi’! ☕️

commission sheet!

uncanny city!

colored art tag! (not all are in there… I am very disorganized! apologies!)

tiktok!

twitter!

youtube!

(I am not active on Instagram!)

welcome home AUs! (yes, I know…)

Ask Box is Open!

#pinned post #krasytoonz #uncanny city

[waitmyturtles]

Last Twilight, episode 11: reflections

Okie-dokes. Just finished this now-infamous episode and my thoughts are rolling, especially with what I've seen posted throughout today. I think this is going to be more of a musing than a concrete Big Meta, because I am ultimately not going to be surprised if a lot of what was left on the table here will be addressed in episode 12.

One theme that I think an episode 12 will NOT be able to address, is the sudden change of Mhon from episode 10 to episode 11 in regards to her accepting Mhok. As we recall, episode 10 started off REALLY HEAVY. Mhon IS the reason why Mhok leaves as a caretaker in episode 10 and has to find a new job -- that's a fact.

Last night, I reblogged some important and interesting commentary on Mhon from prior to today's episode, especially in terms of examining her actions from an Asian/non-Western lens. I think this commentary was super important to understand her mindset as a work-first single mom up to today's episode. I think an Asian lens absolutely contextualizes her actions up to episode 10, 4/4. But I don't think today's episode helps to offer further context of her actions from a non-Western lens.

Mhon states in episode 11 that she doesn't want to be a "silly mom" who keeps her son from dating; when, unfortunately, she was depicted as doing exactly that in episode 10, to the point that Mhok was in fear between episodes that she'd break them up after seeing them at Christmas dinner.

This a bad plot hole -- and her words, her past, anything, could have been used to save that inconsistency.

I think her sudden acceptance of Mhok in today's episode came off as soapy. And her doubts about Mhok being able to take care of Day without the family's help were a touch condescending. I don't think this episode does enough to place Mhon's last monologue in a place of accurately relating to others. It was clunky and not good.

Aof Noppharnach, I feel, knows how to bridge Mhon's changes better. If episode 12 DOES address these changes -- please, let it be with context and grace. I don't want soapy tropes here, especially because we know that Noppharnach shows have done parenting so much better than this.

Here's one bit that I think the episode did well. While I see a lot of the internet protesting the break-up: in my opinion, I think Day made the right decision for himself at this moment in his life.

Day's life paradigm in 2/4 is repeating itself: as his past caretaker in his mom was the same, his current caretaker is a chef who works morning to night, and Day is alone in his room, eating by himself.

However, Day revels in being in a relationship, finally, where someone isn't taking pity on him, and he can be seen as a potentially self-determining person.

Day's recognizing that he has a path of self-advocacy and self-sufficiency to work on here, as he gets himself out of his hotel room with the use of the cane, and ends up playing with children. Yes, this is happening while Mhok is battling his fears about caring for Day while leaving him alone during work -- which, we learn, is something Mhok cannot ultimately bear if they're together.

A lot of the discontent I'm seeing about the episode on my dash is about Day's not empathizing with Mhok in the moment of the break-up. But Mhok doesn't previously reveal to Day his panic attacks -- the car accident, the search for Day before finding him on the hotel grounds. Mhok only explains to Day his panic reactions regarding Rung at the moment of the break-up. Bro. Communication is a dance for two in a relationship.

What motivates Mhok to be near Day now? Number one: the caretaking, which was a job. Number two: the current nearness, which should now be a relationship, but Mhok's motivation isn't quite the relationship alone, as we learn with his story about Rung. In my opinion, vis à vis Mhok, I think that's a touch disingenuous for Mhok to only be talking about this now to Day, on the cusp of a break-up. This is heavy!

Mhok's motivation is ALSO, now, his being consumed with his perceived economic need to support Day, along with the reality that while Mhok works, Day will be alone... which is something Mhok clearly will have difficulty handling anyway. I'm not sure what the difference is here, between Mhok working a hell of a job in Thailand vs. in Hawaii. Day will still have to learn to be self-sufficient in a relationship with Mhok. Day says this himself.

Day calls Mhok out on exactly this, and breaks up with him. I would argue here, for Day's perceived path to learn to be self-sufficient, that dumping Mhok was the right thing for him. Day is seeing a cycle repeat itself -- someone who is going to "sacrifice" their life for him, and keep Day in a stasis. Day only needs an equal partner to live a blossoming, broader, and independent life -- as we see happening between Aon and Pla. I did not appreciate Mhok's lying, and I agree with @bengiyo's Stray Thoughts on this very much (in which he says this FAR more succinctly than me, ha).

While I think Day made the right decision... I think the execution of all of this was just so clunky. We can do better than this, the tropes, the lying, everything. Imagine an episode of Mhon reflecting on her past, with her monologue reflecting on lessons she's learned by caring for her boys while figuring out the vagaries of an adult needing to be loved in the context of life's complications. Imagine Mhok telling Day about Hawaii right away -- as an equal partner who doesn't PITY his partner would do. Imagine Mhok telling Day about Mhok's panic attacks as they're happening -- and Day, as an equal partner, helping Mhok through that pain.

At least between Mhok and Day, those are growth patterns that can certainly be explained in the long-term course of a relationship. Not everything gets solved in love right away.

But. BUT. We did NOT see this side of Mhok in previous episodes. In previous episodes, Mhok WAS Day's strong and equal partner. In previous episodes, Mhon WAS struggling with her demons. What happened to all of that?

This episode 11 threw too much new and non-contextualized... stuff in the pot, to reach a climatic episode 12. This is heavy family and love stuff that I know past Noppharnach shows have handled deftly, and I'm just a little deflated by it....

...ESPECIALLY because Day's self-advocacy journey is a hell of a storyline that doesn't need scripted curveballs thrown at it by the need for a drama to be "dramatic."

#last twilight #last twilight the series #last twilight meta #last twilight the series meta #jimmysea #jimmy jitaraphol #sea tawinan #mhokday #mhok x day #day x mhok #morkday #day x mork #mork x day #i have a grand conspiracy theory for why last twilight went this direction #i blame only friends #i blame only friends for a lot #but i'll get into that another time

[personnage-neutre]

First draft of Hergé’s letter to Tintin, 1964

(I reproduced and translated the final version here.)

Mon cher fils (Tintin), Il y a 35 ans que je te connais, 35 ans que je te regarde vivre. Et je suis fier de toi, car tu as été -- et tu es encore -- un fils parfait, obéissant et raisonnable. Tu m'as donné de grands joies, quelques soucis également, bien sûr. Mais jamais tu ne m'as donné le moindre motif de chagrin ou de mécontentement. Alors, d'où vient que je sois un peu déçu? C'est que -- sans même me l'avouer -- je ((p? f?)??ais) que tu aurais quelque défaut. Et, j'ai beau t'observer et essayer d'en découvrir au moins un, un seul. Je ne vois rien. Tu es la perfection même. J'espérais qu'à force de fréquenter ce bon vieux capitaine Haddock, tu aurais fini par lui emprunter l'un ou l'autre de ses petits [tracas?]. Pas son penchant pour le whisky. Non. Autre chose. Je ne sais pas, moi. Ce n'est pas tout de même pas à un père de guider son fils dans le choix de ses défauts! A intercaler quelque part; Pourtant, il fut un temps où j'aurais aimé te ressembler. Moi aussi, j'aurai voulu être un héros sans peur et sans reproche. Hélas! Je ne suis pas un héros; j'ai connu souvent la peur et je suis loin d'être sans reproche.

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My dear son (Tintin),

I’ve known you for 35 years, 35 years of watching you live. And I am proud of you, because you have been -- and you still are -- a perfect son, obedient and sensible. 

You’ve given me great joy, and some worries too, of course. But you’ve never given me a single reason for grief or unhappiness. So how is it that I’m a little disappointed? It’s that -- without even admitting it to myself -- I [wanted?] you to have some fault. And no matter how much I’ve observed you and tried to discover at least one, just one: I see nothing. You are perfection itself. I hoped that by spending time with good old Captain Haddock, you would have ended up borrowing one of his little problems[?]. Not his penchant for whisky. No. Something else. I don’t know.

It’s not a father’s job to guide his son in the choice of his flaws, after all!

To be inserted somewhere:

And yet, there was a time when I would have liked to be like you. I, too, would have liked to be a hero without fear and without fault. Sadly, I’m no hero; I’ve often known fear and I am far from being without fault. 

#tintin #hergé #apologies for the incomplete transcription! this has been in my drafts since 2022 #and i never figured it out

[mommywilliamsblogss]

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Du musst nicht an meiner Firma und meinem Service zweifeln, bei all meinen Posts mit den süßesten Kinderzimmern und dem Babykram, die ich schon seit einiger Zeit poste, und ich möchte, dass du weißt, ob du hier auf Tumblr bist und an dir selbst zweifelst, wie du eine Mami findest, die sich gut um dich kümmert und dir das Gefühl gibt, wieder wie ein neugeborenes Baby zu sein, also musst du nicht an mir zweifeln oder mir eine DM schicken und versuchen, mich abzuweisen, ich hasse es, wenn du wirklich für eine Weile nach einer Mami suchst, schreib mir einfach direkt in meine DM, ich verspreche, dir schnell zu antworten, und wenn du weit weg von mir bist, gib mir einfach deine Adresse, ich werde schnell zu dir eilen und gut auf dich aufpassen, ich bin immer verfügbar, bin im ganzen Land, USA, Großbritannien, DEUTSCHLAND, FRANKREICH, AUSTRALIEN, erwähne einfach, dass ich aktiv bin, und vergiss nicht, zu rebloggen, Mami liebt euch alle, ABDL, SISSYGIRL, SLAVE, BDSM, SISSBOY usw

Vous ne devez pas être dans ma société et mon service deux fois, dans tous mes messages avec le meilleur jardin d'enfants et le bébé, je suis aussi dans une publication du temps, et je suis le meilleur, du blanc, du hier sur Tumblr et dans votre propre vie. , comme une maman trouvée, elle a aussi ses tripes et son frère Gefühl gibt, comme un nouveau bébé à l'intérieur, il ne faut pas non plus qu'un mir 2weifeln ou un mir DM schicken und versuchen, mich abzuweisen, je l'ai, quand du wirklich für un Weile nach einer Mami suchst, schreib mir einfach direkt in my DM, ich verspreche, dir schnell zu antworten, et wenn du weg von mir bist, don mir einfach deine Adresse, ich werde schnell zu dir eilen und gut auf dich aufpassen, je suis immergé dans la vie, dans mon pays, USA, Grande-Bretagne, DEUTSCHLAND, FRANKREICH, AUSTRALIEN, je suis tout seul, je suis actif et je ne vois pas, zu rebloggen, Mami liebt euch alle, ABDL, SISSYGIRL, SLAVE, BDSM , SISSBOY nous

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[dampfloks]

Video-Impressionen Dampflok V der Hespertalbahn am Baldeneysee / Essen DE (1080p inkl.Sound)

Video impressions of steam locomotive V of the Hespertal railway at Lake Baldeney / Essen DE (1080p incl. sound)

Impressions vidéo de la locomotive à vapeur V de la Hespertalbahn au Baldeneysee / Essen DE (1080p avec son)

#dampflokblog.de #Hespertalbahn #steam train #dampflok #railway #stoom locomotief #steam locomotive #eisenbahn #локомотив #lokomotywa #locomotive à vapeur #鉄道 #video

[homomenhommes]

saga: SOUMISSION / DOMINATION 179

La touze 2011 - 2

J'ai passé la nuit avec mon Théo et les jumeaux. Probablement pour retarder encore un peu l'échéance ! Au réveil, mon Théo était accroché à Tac !! Je me suis glissé hors du lit et j'ai rejoint notre chambre (à Marc et moi). Je l'ai trouvé (Marc) endormi avec Ed et Jean. Je les ai laissé et suis descendu prendre un café.

Samir et Ammed étaient déjà sur le pied de guerre et les machines tournaient (cafetière, bouilloires...) une montagne de croissants, pains au chocolat et autres viennoiseries encombraient le centre de la table. Un plateau entre les mains je suis sorti prendre mon petit déj sur la terrasse déjà ensoleillée. L'eau calme de la piscine m'a attiré et je me suis glissé à l'eau pour réveiller mes muscles. Je finissais ma première demi-heure de nage à contre courant quand Ric m'a rejoint. Il passe sous moi et le courant artificiel le pousse dans mes bras. Je suis obligé d'interrompre ma nage et nous nous embrassons. J'ai pu mieux le regarder que la veille. Son assiduité à la salle de muscu lui a forgé un superbe body. L'épilation intégrale fait ressortir le moindre bosselé de sa peau, un vrai gym-queen. Nous passons une autre demi-heure à nager avant d'être rejoint par les autres.

Nous cédons la place à Franck qui veut lui aussi se " décrasser ". Mais il a plus de mal, dérangé régulièrement par un nouvel arrivant qui saute dans le bassin. Ammed change mon café devenu froid et, accompagné de Ric, je descends une demi-douzaine de croissants !

Vers 10h, tout le monde est réveillé. Le tour de la piscine est coloré avec tous les peignoirs. A 11h, Julien arrive avec son camion frigorifique. Je le reçois avec Samir et Ammed. Il nous explique le rangement des plats sur les étagères puis Samir le reconduit, il ne nous rejoindra que ce soir (la boutique à faire tourner). Nos amis du sud, Alex et Johan arrivent peu de temps après. Pour faire une blague aux autres, j'emmène Johan se changer. Je lui passe le même maillot que celui que je porte et un peignoir de la même couleur. Nous nous ressemblons toujours autant et je vais voir qui va se tromper. Il y a peu de gens qui connaissent nos amis du sud. J'observe du salon son arrivée sur la terrasse. quelques amis se plantent jusqu'à ce qu'il ouvre la bouche. Ce n'est pas qu'il a une dentition pourrie mais nous n'avons pas tout à fait le même timbre de voix ! Il a beau essayer de masquer cette différence par un enrouement finement trouvé, mais ça ne marche que quelques minutes de plus. Je sors à mon tour de la maison et là, c'est un concert de " mais c'est qui celui là ? ", " je savais pas que tu avais un frère jumeaux ", " putain la ressemblance " etc. Nous faisons notre petit effet puis l'arrivée des Parisiens, Kev avec Bo-gosse et Moitié, de Seb et Nicolas, de Pierre avec Olivier ainsi que de Jean Black balaye notre bluff. En deux temps et trois mouvements, ils nous rejoignent, arborant les nouveaux maillots. Pour Jean Black et les 20cm au repos qui occupent son entre cuisse, j'avais choisi avec soin un des maillots Aussiebum avec soutien couilles. Ce n'est pas qu'il ait vraiment besoin de mettre en avant les atouts que lui a fourni la nature mais c'est plutôt pour éviter qu'ils tombent. D'ailleurs il me remercie et me dit que c'est la première fois qu'il se sent aussi bien dans un maillot.

Encore un nouveau 1/4 d'heure de présentation. Puis ça cause dans tous les sens. Kev retrouve avec plaisir les connaissances de La Palmyre. Moitié apprécie la place de choix que nous avons réservé à son oeuvre dans le grand salon et Bo-gosse a déjà repéré les petits culs qu'il ne tardera pas à se faire.

Il ne nous manque que les " travailleurs " qui ne nous rejoindrons que dans l'après midi et la soirée.

Dans l'eau s'improvise une partie de Water polo qui dégénère vite à partir du moment où un maillot vole sur la terrasse. Marc rappelle à tous, avant que cela dégénère, qu'il est formellement interdit de juter dans la piscine. Du coup nous les voyons tous sortir. Pas un n'a la nouille molle ! Jean Black fait son effet avec ses 30cm. Bo-gosse aussi capte les regards avec ses 24cm.

Moitié se jette aux pieds de Jean Black et se met à le sucer profond. Les plus jeunes ne reviennent pas du fait qu'il le mange quasi en entier. Je reste parmi les spectateurs. J'aimerai bien savoir s'il va y réussir, après tout il se prend régulièrement les 24cm bien plus épais de Bo-gosse.

Les autres s'égaillent mais je remarque qu'ils se mettent par 3 ou 4 au minimum.

Il faut 10mn environ pour que Moitié pose ses dents sur le pubis de Jean Black (JB). Il nous confie que c'est rare qu'un mec y arrive. Depuis que je l'ai initié aux mecs (JB), ce n'est que le troisième à y arriver. Du coup je vois qu'il en profite et en cadence pour que Moitié trouve sa respiration, il lui lime la gorge. Ed à mes cotés veut s'y essayer. Moitié s'écarte et Jean Black pivote pour " servir " Ed. Ce dernier en avale facilement presque 25cm avant que ça bloque. Il se recule et recommence. Il en avale un peu plus mais recule rapidement en toussant. Moitié s'apprête à reprendre Jean Black en bouche mais Ed s'entête et reprend le gland en bouche. Il le suce un peu puis commence à l'avaler de nouveau. Cette fois ci il force et alors que des larmes coulent de ses yeux, il n'en laisse que 2cm à l'air libre. Quand il recule, il nous dit qu'il va y arriver. Sa gorge n'a pas encore pris aussi long mais plus large, oui et de me citer un de mes clients méchamment monté (en fait la majorité de mes clients !). Il nous dit qu'il fait encore un essai et Jean Black laisse faire. Moitié le conseille alors qu'il arrive au stade précédent. Nous voyons de nouveau des larmes couler sur ses joues mais il insiste et devant nous ébahis il y réussit. Jean Black le retient quelques secondes, plaqué contre lui puis le relâche. Il le laisse reprendre son souffle puis tire à nouveau la tête d'Ed contre lui à fond. Plus il le fait et plus cela nous semble facile pour Ed. Ed passe le relais à Moitié et ceux qui comme moi le regardaient faire le félicite avec de grandes claques dans le dos. Quand il nous dit être content d'y être arrivé, c'est d'une voix que nous ne lui connaissons pas ! Il a du perdre une bonne octave avec ce petit exercice. Avec les autres spectateurs, nous profitons de ses nouvelles dispositions et nous passons à tour de rôle dans sa bouche. C'est sans aucune résistance au passage dans sa gorge que nous pouvons enfoncer nos cm. Mes 20cm passent sans provoquer le moindre renvoi, c'est le cas des 22cm de Marc venu voir ce qui se passait dans notre coin. Bo-gosse essaye ses 24cm et l'expérience d'Ed lui sert bien car, là, le diamètre est autrement plus épais que la longue bite de JB. Théo, avec sur ses épaules le bras de Tac ouvre de grands yeux à la vue de la performance se son frère.

Je quitte ce groupe pour aller avec Seb, Nicolas et Franck. Accepté, je mélange ma langue avec celle des autres puis elle glisse sur la peau de Nicolas jusqu'à trouver sa bite. J'embouche le beau morceau qui régale habituellement Seb. Pour plus de confort, je me couche sur le dos et continu ma pipe sur un Nico à genoux en train de sucer Franck. Je sens une bouche, que je devine être celle de Seb, couvrir mon gland. Il me trouble car sa pipe s'arrête à mon gland avec lequel il joue. Aspiration, roulage de " pelle ", pointage dans mon trou et mordillement du frein, tout y passe et c'est très bon. J'en avais presque oublié la bite qui occupait la mienne (de bouche). LMes mains de Nico sur ma tête m'ont rappelées à mes devoirs. Nico s'est mis à me limer la gorge avec son gland à grand coup de reins qui le faisait presque sortir de ma bouche mais s'enfoncer très certainement au fond de ma gorge. C'est à ce moment là que Seb m'a aspiré dans sa gorge. De surprise j'ai faillit larguer la purée. Nous nous sommes étalés afin que chacun suce une bite tout en se faisant sucer. Dans le mouvement j'ai pu voir que chacun était occupé avec quelqu'un et que les sodomies étaient déjà d'actualité.

Pour accélérer les choses, j'ai été le premier à glisser de la bite que je suçais à l'anus de son propriétaire. Quand j'ai senti la langue qui me suçais passer à ma rondelle, j'ai su que mon initiative avait fait le tour. Kpotages et nous nous sommes essayés au " petit train ". Explications techniques : Seb sur le dos, les jambes écartées et relevées se faisait prendre le cul par Franck tout en lui roulant un patin. Moi, je me suis collé au dos de Franck et lui ai mis mes 20cm dans l'oignon tour en repoussant l'ensemble afin de dégager mes fesses. Ces dernières, contractées par l'effort, n'ont laissé passer qu'avec difficulté les 20cm épais de la queue heureusement bien raide de Nicolas. Quand nous avons fini de nous emboiter, le plus dur restait à faire, bouger sans faire s'écrouler la " construction ". Pour stabiliser j'ai écarté les jambes tout comme Franck et une âme charitable est venu mettre un gros coussin dans les reins de Seb. Nous nous sommes limés un bon moment appréciant les culs que nous perforions comme les bites qui occupaient nos fondements. Puis la position demandant trop d'efforts musculaires, nous sommes revenus à des pratiques plus " classiques " aboutissant à des éjaculations en cascades sur le ventre et le torse de Franck couché entre nos pieds.

En récupération, j'ai jeté un oeil sur nos amis. Théo, le mien, se faisait démonter le cul par Igor tout en suçant la queue de Tac. Ils se sont trouvés ces deux là ! et d'ou j'étais je pouvais entendre les commentaires que ;Tac faisait à son père sur le plaisir qu'il y avait à enculer mon Théo. Je déplaçais mon regard qui s'est fixé sur Bo-gosse en train d'enculer Ric. Si on compare Ric et Moitié, c'est le jour et la nuit, David et Goliath. Autant Moitié est fin typé minet, autant Ric est musclé et Gym Queen. Mais ça n'a pas l'air de troubler Bo-gosse plus que cela. Je m'approche d'eux et lui demande ce qu'il pense de mon élève (après tout c'est bien moi qui l'ai initié aux plaisirs entre mecs). Bo-gosse me dit que j'ai bien enseigné et que mon élève à bien retenu ses leçons. Que la pipe que Ric lui avait fait tenait du chef d'oeuvre et que son cul lui procurait une symphonie de plaisirs et de me glisser à l'oreille qu'il en tirait des sensations similaires à celles que je lui avait moi même procurées. Je caressais la taille de Ric et glissait mes mains sur ses tétons. Déjà le passage de ma paume dessus lui a fait de l'effet et Bo-gosse s'en est aperçu. Quand je les ai pris entre les doigts et que j'ai commencé à les rouler entre, les contractions su la bite qui le remplissait se sont amplifiées autant en force qu'en rythme. Bo-gosse a trouvé cela géant. Je lui confiais alors l'extrême sensibilité de Ric au travail des tétons. Bo-gosse s'est alors couché sur le dos de Ric et ses mains sont venues remplacer les miennes. Il a lui même modulé les pincements et autres écrasements de téton en fonction de son ressenti sur sa bite. Je l'ai laissé faire, l'avertissant juste de ne pas y aller trop fort sous peine de faire jouir son " instrument ". Il s'est freiné un peu mais rapidement s'est pris a jeu et il a fait exploser Ric. Les contractions anales de Ric, générées par son plaisir, ont essoré les couilles de Bo-gosse. Et ce de façon suffisamment peu discrète que tout ceux qui avait déjà joui s'en sont tournés vers nous !

Comme j'attendais mon tour pour prendre une douche (aux nouvelles installées en bout de terrasse), mon Théo m'a pris par la main et m'a entrainé vers le sous sol et la salle de muscu. Là, nous nous sommes douchés, seuls. Je l'ai lavé tendrement me doutant que ce serait une des dernières fois à ce stade de notre relation. Il s'est mis à parler, avec hésitation il m'a dit tout ce qu'il avait ressenti en voyant, parlant, et baisant avec les jumeaux et Tac en particulier. Tout penaud, il regardait le sol des douches. Je l'ai pris dans mes bras et l'ai soulevé jusqu'à mettre son visage devant le mien et j'ai posé mes lèvres sur les siennes. C'est lui qui a ouvert la bouche et j'ai senti sa langue glisser entre mes lèvres. J'ai entrouvert ma mâchoire et ma langue est venue à la rencontre de la sienne. Elles se sont trouvées, enroulées alors qu'il ceignait ma taille de ses jambes. Ce petit con m'a fait bander et je l'ai senti bouger jusqu'à ce que mon gland caresse sa rondelle. Son bras droit a alors quitté mon cou auquel il s'accrochait pour venir tenir ma queue afin de s'asseoir dessus. Planté sur ma queue jusqu'à mes couilles, il m'a dit qu'il m'aimerait toujours. Nous avons fait l'amour calmement, doucement, chacun appréciant je pense la dernière fois seuls tous les deux. Quand nous sommes remonté, nous avons croisé Tac qui cherchait mon Théo. Profitant que nous ne soyons que tous les trois, je l'ai prévenu que s'il lui faisait du mal, il aurait affaire à moi et que malgré note amitié antérieure, je lui en mettrais une. Tac a bien compris le message et il m'a serré dans ses bras pour me rassurer.

De retour sur la terrasse, nous avons rejoint les affamés qui avaient commencer à taper dans le buffet.

JARDINIER

South Africa

[therealcocoshady]

Bonjour, as tu vu les belles photos de mariage de Hailie et son père ? 👰🏻‍♀️🤵🏻‍♂️😍🥰

Bonjour ! Oui je les ai vues ! 👀 (shoutout to @shady-577 for DMing me as soon as they were published !). Elles sont très jolies et Hailie rayonnait ! Quant à Marshall, il était très élégant dans son costume ! 🙈 on apprécie l’absence de casquette 🧢 ! Je trouve que c’est super qu’ils aient publié les photos avec lui directement, certainement pour éviter la cascade de commentaires demandant où il est 😂.

Translation : hello, have you seen the beautiful wedding pictures of Hailie and her dad ?

Hey ! Yes I have seen them ! The pics are very gorgeous and Hailie was absolutely glowing ! As for Marshall, he was looking dapper in his tux 🙈 ! Let’s take a moment to appreciate the absence of hat 🧢. I think it’s great they published the pictures with him, probably to avoid being swarmed by comments asking where he is 😂

Also, I am willing to bet he accidentally stepped on this dress at least once during their dance 🙈

#eminem #marshall mathers #slim shady #Hailie jade #mockingbird

[microcosme11]

This is only part of a love letter Napoleon wrote

Je ne sais pas quel sort m’attend ; mais s’il m’éloigne plus longtemps de toi, il me [devient] insupportable ; mon courage ne va pas jusque-là. Il fut un temps où je m’enorgueillissais de mon courage, et quelquefois, en jetant les yeux sur le mal que pourraient me faire les hommes, sur le sort que pourrait me réserver le destin, je fixais les malheurs les plus inouïs sans froncer le sourcil, sans me sentir étonné. Mais aujourd’hui, l’idée que ma Joséphine pourrait être mal, l’idée qu’elle pourrait être malade, et surtout la cruelle, la funeste pensée qu’elle pourrait m’aimer moins, flétrit mon âme, arrête mon sang, me rend triste, abattu, ne me laisse pas même le courage de la fureur et du désespoir… Je me disais souvent jadis : les hommes ne peuvent rien à celui qui meurt sans regret ; mais aujourd’hui, mourir sans être aimé de toi, mourir sans cette certitude, c’est le tourment de l’enfer, c’est l’image vive et frappante de l’anéantissement absolu. Il me semble que je me sens étouffer. Mon unique compagne, toi que le sort a destinée pour faire avec moi le voyage pénible de la vie, le jour où je n’aurai plus ton cœur sera celui où la nature aride sera pour moi sans chaleur et sans végétation… Je m’arrête, ma douce amie ; mon âme est triste, mon corps est fatigué, mon esprit est étourdi. Les hommes m’ennuient. Je devrais bien les détester : ils m’éloignent de mon cœur.

Je suis à Port-Maurice, près Oneille ; demain, je suis à Albenga. Les deux armées se remuent ; nous cherchons à nous tromper. Au plus habile la victoire. Je suis assez content de Beaulieu ; s’il manœuvre bien, il est plus fort que son prédécesseur. Je le battrai, j’espère, de la belle manière. Sois sans inquiétude, aime-moi comme tes yeux ; mais ce n’est pas assez : comme toi ; plus que toi, que ta pensée, ton esprit, ta vie, ton tout. Douce amie, pardonne-moi, je délire ; la nature est faible pour qui sent vivement, pour celui que tu animes. [...]

Adieu, adieu, je me couche sans toi, je dormirai sans toi, je t’en prie, laisse-moi dormir. Voilà plusieurs jours où je te serre dans mes bras, songe heureux mais, mais, ce n’est pas toi…

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I don’t know what fate awaits me; but if it keeps me away from you any longer, it [becomes] unbearable to me; my courage only goes so far. There was a time when I prided myself on my courage, and sometimes, casting my eyes on the harm that men could do to me, on the fate that destiny could have in store for me, I stared at the most incredible misfortunes without frowning, without feeling surprised. But today, the idea that my Joséphine could be unwell, the idea that she could be ill, and above all the cruel, fatal thought that she could love me less, withers my soul, stops my blood, makes me sad, dejected, does not even leave me with the courage of fury and despair… I often used to say to myself: men can do nothing to those who die without regret; but today, to die without being loved by you, to die without this certainty, is the torment of hell, it is the vivid and striking image of absolute annihilation. I seem to be suffocating. My only companion, you whom fate has destined to make with me the painful journey of life, the day when I will no longer have your heart will be the day when arid nature will be for me without heat and without vegetation… I stop, my sweet friend; my soul is sad, my body is tired, my mind is dizzy. Men bore me. I should hate them: they take me away from my heart.

I am in Port-Maurice, near Oneille; tomorrow I'm in Albenga. The two armies move; we seek to deceive each other. The most skilful wins. I am quite happy with Beaulieu; if he maneuvers well, he is stronger than his predecessor. I will beat him, I hope, in a good way. Don't worry, love me like your eyes; but that’s not enough: like you; more than you, than your thought, your spirit, your life, your everything. Sweet friend, forgive me, I am delirious; nature is weak for those who feel keenly, for those whom you animate. [...]

Goodbye, goodbye, I'm going to bed without you, I'll sleep without you, please let me sleep. It's been several days since I held you in my arms, happy dream but, but, it's not you…

link to the entire letter on napoleonica

#Napoleon was the most ardent passionate lover #Josephine was wasted on him #Napoleon's correspondence #Napoleon letters to Josephine #it's so sad that this love wasn't reciprocated until it was too late and even then not the same way #while he was writing this he also wrote a bunch of orders to people where you would never know he had these feelings

[theerurishipper]

For me, the most hilarious thing that broke Ladynoir's neck will forever be that Marinette in Kuro Neko never even realized that Shadowmoth presumably having akumatized Chat Noir as a civilian is a BAD THING for more reasons than mostly her having been a bad guardian.

That was for real at the core of her breakdown in that episode, you can re-watch it, its right there, and what Adrien had to accept and sympathize with.

That is hilariously pathetic bc that girl never even realized that if it truly had been civilian Chat Noir who had been akumatized, then merely deakumatizing him wouldn't have been enough by a LONG SHOT bc ShadowMoth fucking FOUND HIM.

Chat and his loved ones would from then on never be safe again in Paris until ShadowMoth is defeated, but Marinette at no point in the episode or even by the end of season 5 ever realizes that.

Straight up canonly speaking, In the scenario of Chat Noir being found by ShadowMoth as a civilian, the biggest victim in Marinette’s eyes was herself and her poor guardianship. That is hilariously depressing.

That boy has barely any worth in her eyes, it's questionable if she even noticed for how long he stopped showing up in the beginning of the episode. If the father son Story had dared to happen like in Ephemeral before and Adrien had been caught behind her back and now was in desperate need of her PLEASE realizing that Chat isn't showing up anymore, man, if Gabriel had been using the opportunity to try and manipulate Adrien into thinking Ladybug doesn't care for him Gabriel would have straight up succeeded here.

But sure, Ladynette is bestest gurl, leader and partner in all of fiction lol

Not to mention, Marinette just dead ass let CatWalker be the deciding voice of the Ladynoir conflict, despite him from her perspective having no right to claim he has any strong opinion on this at all.

À random prince charming showed up for 10 minutes, told her she's the most amazing and blameless person who ever walked upon earth and that Chat's an ungrateful count with no rights so HE - CatWalker - will now dedicate himself to be her magical perfect care taker 'as she deserves'

And gurl just went "well damn, you are right! Chat IS a cunt, I AM blameless and deserves a perfect therapy prince!" and just called it a day and never learned from this.

From Marinette's perspective CatWalker should have been the most blatantly obvious manipulator ever since she has no idea if Plagg actually made it safely to Fu's "second black cat" and she should have punched him in the face for how bluntly he shit talked Chat Noir and tried making her fall for and trust him - CatWalker.

But nah. shit-talking Chat and stroking her ego were when Marinette genuinely fell in love with him for good and only send him away when having CatWalker around wasn't practical for her hero performance (which was then ALSO indirectly blamed on Chat Noir in the end lol

Nice, good to know that Marinette's dream love interest and partner being a magical desperate care taker of perfection who would rather rip himself apart than ask a single thing of her, and that alarming romantic type of hers having made her incapable of paying attention to the fight was CHAT NOIR'S fault, or how else could she be a flawless queen?

That episode is AWFUL lol

And she never even learned anything at any point. She still considered Monarch finding out Chat's identity irrelevant in Elation bc one "No" in over 4 seasons was enough for her to almost agree turning into his enemy and give Monarch Chat's identity herself so she can know what name his lips are attached to. An akumatization CHAT had to prevent by kissing her despite not wanting it.

Amazing, what a role model for girls.

And at the end of season 5 Chat Noir still was the human sacrifice because Adrien knew he has no right to ask for help from Ladybug bc she's all that matters, but at least he could tell Plagg that Ladybug will "forgive him" and he'll be Chat Noir again.

Magnificent. Feminism truly peaked with Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

What value does she see in him again beyond her comfort and endless moral free passes and rewards for barely giving a damn? Because I truly can't figure out what Marinette's oh so pure love for her Kitty is actually supposed to be. The more I look into it, the more superficial Marinette's side of Ladynoir and Marichat becomes.

Writers really dropped the ball on the one thing their show was hinging on huh.

Thank you for your ask!

#ML Salt #Marinette Salt #Ladybug Salt #ML Writing Salt #ML Writers Salt #Asks #Anon you're a LOT harsher than I am tbh but you make some good points!