#Sanson is a good son

[velnica]

FFXIV Write 2023: #8 Shed

G | Sanson/Guydelot | 665 words

A/N: Part of Singing Along to the Start of Forever, my Modern AU.

“Sanson, Guydelot, would you be a dear and grab me the hedge shears from the shed please?” Yvaine chirped from behind the byregotia bushes in the front yard, elbow deep in mulch and dirt as she tended to the flowers. Perspirations dotted her brows despite the wide-brimmed hat perched atop her head; the late summer sun still had a lot of kick in it this year, humidity included.

“Sure mum, be back in a minute,” Sanson replied, hooking the hose sprayer on the fence for easy access later when he came back. Guydelot too paused from his task of weeding around the verandah to follow Sanson to the backyard, glad to be out from the sun. Sanson couldn’t say he disagreed with the sentiment; only the Matron herself could stop Yvaine from pruning and clipping her garden until it was in tip top shape, but Sanson could do with a lot less sweating if he could help it.

The small wooden shed out back looked sorrier than Sanson remembered. The lock on it was practically dangling from a dilapidated door handle, and the shelving inside was caked with accumulated dirt over the years to say nothing of the rotted wood panelling that it called walls. At least the tools inside were well kept.

Sanson found the shears easy enough, but he paused just before he closed the door, thinking of all the memories this little shed had held through the years. He remembered then how he could barely see past the second shelf at one point, being a rather short child, or how his father had a mischievous habit of moving one of his mum’s tools around so he could pretend to help her find it, all so he could spend more time with his wife. But alas, the weather had not been kind to it, and Sanson feared that one strong wind would be all it took to finally topple the entire thing down.

A hand on his elbow jolted him from his daydream.

“The waterwheel in your head is grinding like mad, care to share?” Guydelot asked gently, his eyes soft. The contrast between his outward nonchalance and his keen observation still took Sanson by surprise, and he cherished every single instance.

“Mmm, just thinking of getting mum a new shed for Starlight. As beloved as this one is, it’s turning into a bit of a hazard,” Sanson confessed.

“Ah, I was about to comment about the rotting woods, but you’re obviously three steps ahead of me. Tell you what, I’ll chip in if that’s what you’re getting.”

“You don’t have to, it’s not a small purchase, Guydelot.”

“All the more reason for me to help out then.” The ease in which Guydelot reaffirmed his plan stoked a different kind of heat in Sanson’s chest. It hadn’t even been a year since they’d known each other, but Guydelot’s presence by his side already felt like the most natural thing in the world.

He found that he liked that, a lot.

“It’s settled then, I‘ll start shortlisting some options when we get back to the flat.”

A deep resigned sigh rumbled out of Guydelot, followed by an amused smile. Sanson felt bashful all of a sudden; despite all of the familiarity, he still found himself flustered whenever he sensed that Guydelot was about to tease him, just like now.

“Sanson, it’s September.”

On cue, his cheeks burned bright red. “Well, there’s no guarantee we’d find one easily… and besides there might be delivery time and—”

The softness of Guydelot’s lips derailed his train of thoughts and before he knew it he was kissing back just as eagerly, his embarrassment now a distant memory. They parted, eventually, but the warmth in Sanson’s chest refused to leave. He held on to it tightly.

“Let’s get back to Yvaine before she lobs our head off, aye?” Guydelot offered his hand and Sanson took it. Their fingers interlocked, as if they had always belonged together.

“Yes, let’s.”

#ffxivwrite2023 #ffxiv #my fic writing #my gposes #sanson smyth #guydelot thildonnet #guydesan #bard boys #Sanson is a good son #Guydelot is a good son-in-law #Yvaine is thrilled at this development

[totkdaily]

Day 63: Racing, and Statues

There are a fair few Gorons at Hudson's jobsite, including Trucson and Sanson. Sanson says YunoboCo has sent across some workers to clear the debris and unearth Zonai artefacts. I wonder if Gorons have started naming their children '-son' to get them jobs here.

I meet a Zonai researcher in the office, Setari. She says this is no place for civilians - too dangerous. Good thing there are none of those here, then.

There's hubbub in the workshop. Shabonne and Tali are arguing with the researcher Fernison, and say they were tricked into coming here from the desert to drive a unique vehicle - but the prototype hasn't been a success. Fernison's been making vehicles out of Zonai devices, and they wanted help from professional racers. Shabonne is frustrated, but Tali wants to give it a try. 

I remember Tali from the old days - she's an incredibly racer, and I hope to try to beat her high scores again. I wonder if the old course is still up near Gerudo Town.

I offer Fernison a steering stick - it seems to be the one piece of debris this place is in need of. I attach it to their prototype to demonstrate. Shabonne demands I take the first turn, to show them how it works. Delighted to! Fernison turns on the test course. 

The vehicle is so slow… but the three of them seem excited. Fernison asks me to come back tomorrow for the next phase. I make no promises - it's still pretty early in the day, and I have a lot on my plate. 

I spot a monster camp nearby, don my bokoblin helmet, and go and get that photo for Kilton. The bokoblin almost looks like it's smiling. I don't kill it. It doesn't seem fair. I head back up to Tarrey Town to deliver the result. 

Hudson knocks up a pretty good replica from my photo, and I set it on Kilton's stage.

Teamwork! Kilton asks for a horriblin next - for that, I need a cave. I wonder if there's a Satori blossom tree anywhere nearby? 

I head up the hill past my new house and aim loosely for the base of the Zora Highlands, looking for blossom or caves. I rescue a traveller at dusk, Nars. He doesn't want to have to have been rescued, so I leave him to it. Maybe he should move on from here though - I've just spotted a white-maned lynel. He doesn't see me, and I give him a wide berth. 

I spend most of the night carting a korok to its friend, and I realise I've managed to wander all the way to the coast - I recognise the chain of islands connected with bridges to the east. 

I don't really want to head over to those islands in the rain - they used to be death traps, and if I can't climb I'll get into trouble. I wander the nearby hills, undecided, until dawn.

#totkdaily #day 63 #love kilton's project but good GRIEF im gonna get so distracted every time #totk #loz #zelda #legend of zelda

[swishysword]

Sunday Munday

LAST SONG: IXxuSmw2HFNWXLUyJFO7xKIT3E7diFUSa86wgFiMI413xtfZga5hClZ/AgdzP33dhpj+0qc1d5sK2jyH5EqK6g== (no, really)

CURRENTLY WATCHING: Catching up on Frieren

THREE SHIPS: all ffxiv ships: Alis/Miyuki (gotta love OC x OC), Sanson/Guydelot (my idiot sons from BRD quest), Hilda/M'naago (I just think they're neat)

FAVORITE COLOR: Jade

CURRENTLY CONSUMING: teriyaki steak sandwich

FIRST SHIP: Oh goodness I can't organize my memory that well, I'm just going to pick one that feels far enough back that it feels close enough. Nao/Morrighan. You know, from Mabinogi. I played that a lot when I was young...

PLACE OF BIRTH: Somewhere. Sorry, I'm one of those people that likes to keep my irl separate from my online life 😔

CURRENT LOCATION: See above

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Been with my partner for 6 going on 7 years now c:

LAST MOVIE: Glass Onion, I hadn't watched it or Knives Out, and a bunch of friends wanted me to, so we marathoned both of them.

CURRENTLY WORKING ON: Gotta get prepared for my Lancer games this week, I've got two back to back to run. Tiring, but fun, and maybe related to the song I've got up there 😉(I'd go into more detail, but at least one of my players follows this blog and I'd hate to spoil the fun early)

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obviously, no need to respond if you don't want to, but throwing out some tags since what's the point of doing tag games if I don't spread the love?~

#swishysword stash

[sezja]

Febuwhump Day 4: Obedience Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV Characters/Ship: Raicheille Lhorulgois Triggers/Content warnings: Child abuse

Takes place one year after Silenced.

"Stand still," Mother snaps, swatting Raicheille's shoulder as though she's an insect in need of a good squishing. "And stop slouching, girl! You've no figure yet to speak of; we must pin all of our hopes on your face. Gods help us."

I inherited it from you, you old sow, she doesn't dare say, straightening her shoulders even further, stretching her spine until it creaks. Her new dress clings in uncomfortable places, telling earnest but unconvincing lies about the shape of her beneath it. As though anyone would believe it. Her betrothed-to-be will be a fellow wildwood, of course, and everyone knows elezen don't begin properly growing until their twentieth year, give or take.

At fifteen summers, she feels like a dodo pretending to be a chocobo.

"You will be gracious," Father says. His voice is cold, stern, as though she's one of his hired lances. "You will speak only when it is required of you, or you will suffer the consequences of your disobedience."

She fights the urge to shudder.

There's every reason the new dress covers her from the neck down, hiding the bruises and welts she's earned over the past year.

Nourval wouldn't let them do this to me.

"Do not bite your lip," Mother snaps again, seizing Raicheille's chin between cruel fingers, not quite hard enough to bruise. "Do not sulk at your father, you ungrateful trollop; were it not for your interference, none of this would be necessary! Your uncle had it all well in hand!"

"Yes- yes, Mother."

Had it all well in hand is, Rai thinks, a very diplomatic way to describe the attempted murder of an officer of the Twin Adder, in an effort to frame visiting Ala Mhigan diplomats for the crime - it'd been her interference, yes, that'd alerted Captain Smyth to the plot. But she'd only ever wanted her brother to be freed from prison; beyond that, she hadn't really cared what became of it all. Not really.

She hasn't seen Nourval since. Her last memory of her brother is of him lying half-dead in the tall grass, and Captain Smyth sending her dashing off for a healer.

He's alive, at least. She knows that much. If her parents would let him see her...

But no. They'd told the Adders charming lies, pleading their ignorance, pleading their innocence, and so Raicheille was returned to the loving arms of her parents. If only someone had thought to ask her what her parents might have known... but who ever cared what one scrawny girl knew?

Captain Sanson cared, she thinks, idly, fighting the urge to rub her throbbing jaw while her parents aren't looking.

Today is her chance at redemption, her parents have told her, endlessly, for the past week. Marriage is a time-honored contract, sealing alliances between the families of Gridania's oldest families - those who long for the old ways, before Gridania opened her gates to outsiders; before Ala Mhigo brought war to her doorstep and pushed Gridania to the brink. Before Vainchelon's death. Rai has known all her life that she'd be handed over into the keeping of some tradition-minded man or other...

But that was before she knew the truth about it all.

Now she wants to run screaming into the Shroud, hopefully to be eaten by some wild beast - better that than being married off to some other hateful bastard who who only wants to rekindle old wars.

The one they've picked for her is nearly thrice her age: a grizzled veteran of the Old Guard, known to have a firm hand with his servants. The Matron knows he's likely to see her as little better than a servant; she expects she'll be lucky to see the sun more than once a moon - she'll be kept under lock and key, seen but not heard, her value proven only in the production of sons to bear arms-

I'd rather just get eaten.

"Come, girl," Father says, snapping his fingers like she's one of his hunting hounds. Mother places an ungentle hand on her back, guiding her forward like a prisoner who can't be trusted to follow obediently.

It's more apt than it ought to be.

#febuwhump #febuwhump2024 #febuwhumpday4 #my writing #raicheille lhorulgois #THIS IS THE ONGOING STORYLINE #it's not as in-depth as last year's but follows rai trying to get the hell out of the situation her parents have put her in #(the boys will turn up soon)

[orojuice]

Charlotte Corday's Birthday Special: Like a Slap to the Face!

"One Death to Save A Hundred Thousand Lives, but why'd he have to be one of them?" Commentary:

All that king and queen beheading just to put an EMPEROR on the throne through a voting system. You love to see it.

Napoleon's relationship with Corsica and France is almost as complicated as Corsica's was to the rest of Europe. Some thought it of Italy. Others thought it of France. Many agreed it was less than either.

Napoleon's political stance during his teenage years leaned towards the nationalistic with him writing a number of essays about French oppression (under Genoa, Corsica had more autonomy) and the need for Corsican independence, a sharp contrast to his more pragmatic father, Carlo.

The French Revolution not only provided more military opportunities to the young soldier, but opened him up to various political and philosophical influences as the revolutionaries schemed and quarreled among themselves as to what should be done with their country.

I'd like to think that regardless of what they thought of him, any version of Napoleon as a Servant would be crudely appreciative of anyone from his era, seeing them as little assistants who helped give him a chance of a lifetime.

Corday's political affiliation of this time was of the Girondinis, a more moderate pro-revolutionary faction who were opposed to the more radical groups who advocated for extreme enforcement of the revolution to prevent a backslide.

The assassination of Marat by Corday is thought to have been a critical factor in the stacked trial and extermination of the Girondinis (only a few months after Corday's own death), but it must be kept in mind that they were already highly unpopular thanks to Marat's writings being backed and promoted by their various rival groups such as the Montagnards.

Though how it accelerated the eventual downfall of "The Mountain" (as in, emboldening Robespierre to commit further atrocities to perceived enemies within and without) and the rise of Napoleon is disputable, Corday's murder of Marat caused the public to scrutinize the common woman – the average citizen rather than scions of nobility – as figures who would care about French politics deeply enough to martyr themselves for it.

Nothing good came from this in the short term, as the immediate reaction to this notion was to ban women's political clubs and to enact harsher punishment towards female "counter-revolutionaries".

French feminists of the moment rebuked Corday's attack, claiming that it would incite direct reprisal of some form against their movement. Exposed to their jeers and criticisms during her last four days of life, Charlotte shrugged and noted, "As I was truly calm I suffered from the shouts of a few women. But to save your country means not noticing what it costs."

Though Corday exited the world of the living with as much sanguinity and poise as she could, she suffered a posthumous indignity when one of her guillotine's carpenters by the name of Legros picked up her decapitated head and slapped it across the cheek. Some onlookers believed that her disembodied visage reacted in shock to the assault; at the very least, Charles-Henri Sanson was horrified at the insult. Legros was jailed for three months for this affront.

Charlotte Corday died on July 17. Just 10 days before her 25th Birthday.

Charles-Henri Sanson remained a largely neutral figure throughout the French Revolution. While he beheaded royals and supposed traitors to the revolution, he also did the same to the architects of the September Massacres such as Danton and Robespierre. Perhaps, in another time and place, Marat could've been one of the 2,918 executions Sanson performed.

Sanson would eventually pass on in 1806, long enough to see Napoleon's first reign come into play. It bears mentioning that "The Gentleman of Paris" had never been a big fan of monarchy

Despite the tragic – and arguably idiotic – death of Charles-Henri's son Gabriel, the Sanson legacy outlasted Napoleon's thanks to his other son Henri (the one who actually guillotined Marie Antoinette) and Henri-Clément Sanson, bringing the seven generation dynasty of executioners to a close in 1847.

Although Henri-Cléments would cash in on it immediately after his retirement due to gambling debts, tweaking and supplementing an existing apocryphal memoir of Charles-Henri written by Honoré de Balzac for a lucrative rerelease under a different title. Not as well-known a hustle as how he sold one of the original guillotines to Madame Tussauds, but there you go.

#fate grand order #fgo #charlotte corday #charles henri sanson #napoleon bonaparte #comic

[coentinim]

I wish you a lot of fluff ! Sorry for the weird asks.

So, from what I gather from the dynamic of the Sanson family.

So, basically:

Charles Sanson II married his step-aunt Anne-Marthe and the two had three kids: Anne-Renée, Charles-Jean-Baptiste and Nicolas-Charles-Gabriel. After his death, his wife remarried in 1732 to Jean-Baptiste Barré, who was her husband's assistant/replacement and later became a torturer. We don't know what happened exactly with these two, but Anne-Marthe was eventually forced to flee him (or her son, or their never ending fights) in 1745 and she decided to live with her in-laws.

By that time, Jean-Baptiste had the time to marry twice and have a bunch of kids as head executioner. Because patriarchy and patrilocality, it implies that he made his wife and kids live in with a potencial rival (his step-father) while also having apprentices.

So, either Sanson III sided with his step-father (unlikely, given how torturer groups work, and the "tous parents, tous rivaux" dynamic of dynastic executioners) against his mother or becoming an executioner at age 7 fried his brain to the point he thought it was a good idea to make his wife move in with a man who was either an abuser or a rival, and have empregnate her several times within that cohabitation. The most generous explanation would be that he believed it would be good if his children grew up with a swifthanded older man in their lives.

Whatever the case was (Jean-Baptiste either being a monster who turned against his own mother in a very cowardly way or severely mentally disturbed), it doesn't bode for a healthy dynamic. However, the fact Barré is never mentioned in the Mémoires is quite telling, since it indicates Charles-Henri either didn't want to talk about him to his wife, his children nor grandchildren or those that collected the Mémoires found him incredibly unsympathetic to the point they chose to ignore his existance. I think that tells a lot, that and the fact his wife had to flee him, does not bode well for the kind of person Barré was, not to mention what we know now about the psychological effects of being a torturer.

There is that part of the Mémoires, in which a rumor accuses Charles-Jean-Baptiste of killing his eldest son because said son stole a large sum of money, but it turns out false and said son is innocently playing in the garden.

Keeping up with kardashians: goth version

#on a serious note thanks for the history lesson!

[anotherhumaninthisworld]

Do you know anything about Brount?

When did Maxime first meet/get him, and what happened to Brount after Thermidor? ;0;

Good questions! I may have the answer to the first one, but unfortunately not the second…

The first sign of what could be Brount is in a letter Robespierre adressed to ”a young girl” 6 June 1788 (incidentally, it’s the same letter that was put up for sale a few days ago). In it he writes ”Is the puppy (petit chien) you are raising for my sister as pretty as the model you showed me when I passed through Bélhune? Whatever it is, we will always welcome it with distinction and pleasure. We can even say that, however ugly it may be, it will always be lovely.” Both historians JM Thompson, Peter Mcphee and Hervé Leuwers have concluded that the ”young girl” must have been one Mlle Dehay, who also gave Robespierre a cage of canaries in 1782. If the puppy here actually is Brount, it means that he 1, was born 1788 and thus six years old when his master died, and 2, was originally meant to be Charlotte’s dog.

After this, not much is known. In 1791, Charles-Engelbert Oelsner reported the following anecdote (cited in Robespierre: a Revolutionary Life by Peter Mcphee), but is impossible to know if the dog in question is Brount:

At Madame de Kéralio’s I have seen him (Robespierre) hold himself apart for an hour, playing with a big dog.

Élisabeth Lebas, our most authentic source on the subject, only has this to say in her memoirs:

He (Robespierre) had a dog named Brount whom he loved a lot, the poor animal was very attached to him.

Inside the work in which Élisabeth’s memoirs were published, Stéfane-Pol (Paul Coutant), it’s author, also adds the details of 1, Robespierre letting Brount bath in the Seine, and 2, Robespierre bringing Brount with him when going for walks with the Duplay family on the Champ-Élysées. However, these may just be embellishments, considering both Élisabeth and her son Philippe died before Coutant was even born, and thus hardly could have shared them with him.

The historian Hamel gives us even more details, claiming to know both what dog breed Brount was as well as when Robespierre brought him from Arras to Paris:

One of the family's great amusements consisted in long walks on the Champs-Élysées. Robespierre did not miss out when he had the time. He was followed by a Great Dane named Brount, whom he had brought back from his last trip to Artois and whom he loved very much. This dog was very attached to his master, of whom he was the assiduous companion. Lying at Maximilien's feet when the latter was working in his room, he gazed at him with a sad and gentle air, as if he had divined his anxious thoughts. When they went out, Brount showed his joy by barking and gambolling; he was a friend, a friend always feted and pampered by the young girls.

Hamel was born 1826 and did claim to have met (and even danced) with Élisabeth Lebas, so this sounds somewhat more authentic, even though I also don’t think it needs saying that a lot in Hamel’s account is embellishent rather than fact.

In his Robespierre (2014) Hervé Leuwers also writes the following about Robespierre’s last weeks alive, citing page 408 of Henri Guillemin’s Robespierre - Politique et mystique, (1987) (a book which I unfortunately don’t own) as the source:

[Robespierre’s] absence from the Committee is coupled with a long silence at the Convention. A far cry, however, from the illness that kept him from all places of power the previous winter; one sees him walking in the meadows on the banks of the Seine, with his dog Brount.

These are all authentic sources I know about regarding Brount. I also know two apocryphal anecdotes in which he’s mentioned, one originating from Alphonse Esquiros Histoire des Montagnards, in which Robespierre, Éleonore and Brount go for a walk on the eve of 8 thermidor, and one from Charles Henri Sanson’s diary, in which Robespierre and Brount meet Sanson and his nieces while out on a walk (in the latter one, Brount gets described as a black and white spotted dog).

As for what happened to Brount after thermidor, I have no idea. The Duplays were all arrested shortly after Robespierre’s execution, and unless they managed to give away Brount or brought him with them to prison (the latter of which I don’t know if you could actually do or not) I doubt they ever saw him again. When the first of them was released it would have already been way too late for Brount had he been left in their apartment. With that said, this can hardly have been the first time a pet got left behind when someone got arrested, so it seems likely there would be some sort of rule for what to do when that happened. Maybe Brount was let loose and lived the rest of his days as a street dog? Or maybe he was adopted by someone sent to arrest the Duplays? although here we can also ask outselves if ”Robespierre’s former dog” was such a great title to possess if you wanted to survive thermidor… Pick whatever makes you sleep the best at night I suppose.

#Robespierre #maximilien robespierre #brount #Élisabeth duplay #élisabeth lebas #maybe brount was meant to be charlotte’s but max was like ”after what you did to my pigeon i don’t trust you with ANYTHING anymore #ask

[fanfic-lover-girl]

The thing I found funny is that somehow, Shinichi Sakamoto was able to create a character embodiying all the Slytherin traits, and still remain somewhat morally palatable for the first half of the series. Ambicious (abolishing the death penalty is ambicious), fraternity or clanishness (his loyalty to his blood relatives is unconditional), a knack for self-preservation, cunning (he managed to attend boarding school for a few years under a false identity, talks himself out of a sticky situation and later on in the manga, uses cunning as his main modus operandis). And he is the main character. He's morally palatable because for the first half he's compassionate, refuses to kill things, studies to become a medic and ends up defeying his evil grandmother to protect his little sister. In terms of pride, he is both self-righteous and lacks self-esteem. Now, he is an interpretation of executioner Charles-Henri Sanson, who I studied extensively. He was by all accounts a very empathetic, traumatized and gentleman, though arrogant, self-righteous, and with an uncanny ability to survive mob violence and to convince people he cared for his reputation when the situation was: "show desire for social integration or else" (being rejected repeatedly tends to weaken the immune system, so if he managed to life to his sixties, I don't think that concern was that sincere), which leads me to believe the Memoirs did tell the truth that he went to boarding school, since he was way too good at both mob violence survival and convincing people of his sensibility to shame for him not to have learned it young. I think the world of Harry Potter would benefit from having in Slytherin this personality type: cunning and manipulative, although only uses this cunning to save himself or loved ones, is unaturally good at evading mob violence, posh snobbish pariah and beneath it all, a tender, compassionate heart. Someone who on the surface seems fine being a victim of discrimination as long as he's payed for it. With how old-fashioned the wizarding world is, one could put a half-breed and Slytherin, passing as fully human, or maybe a Lestrange, son of Rabastan, born in Azkaban. Has no shame in his heritage but knows to hide it, very polite, kind of snobbish and has deep compassion beneath it all, but still somewhat supportive of torture, cunning, manipulative and absolutely loyal to his perceived family who does awful things. Knows how to show a desire for social integration if his physical safety depends on it, and knowing how to extend that skill into other parts of his life. But his desire for it is probably not that deep and sincere since he doesn't know how to cope with the economical/political consequences of it, plus looks down on normies. Might become a death eater, but not really a particularly evil one, and one willing to show kindness to any of their victims, and doesn't do recreational torture. Or maybe a Slytherin student who's picked on by Draco and his crowns, but manages to dodge them effortlessly.

Have no idea who this character is but I'll take your word for it!

#shinichi sakamoto #slytherin house

[subiysu-chan]

I’m curious, is your book gonna be like a non fiction history sort of thing or historical fiction? Are there any liberties you’re taking? I’m totally gonna buy that when its done my special interest needs more attention omfg

More like historical fiction. Thanks for asking ! It'll be in French, though.

I do take some liberties, but not a lot. Mostly "fill in the blanks" kind of stuff. Like Charles-Henri becoming his father's assistant at 14 instead of 12. Heavily inspired by the Mémoires.

The main plot with Charles-Henri so far would be:

(of what I already written)

-Charles-Henri gets expelled from boarding school

-Charles-Henri becomes his father's assistant for a spell

-Charles-Henri returns to another boarding school were he gets bullied and befriends the school's corrector. (His job is to whip the kids).

-During this time, he has a misadventure. Basically, his friend is in financial trouble and he gets bullied. His main bully is involved in some not good activity, so Charles-Henri tries to kill two birds with one stone. He gets caught, explains everything, but his plan succeeds anyway. Charles-Henri even manages to manipulate his bully into punching him in front of a teacherHe now has to work extra hard to regain the trust of his teachers.

-His identity is discovered when his dad goes to visit him. They leave almost immediately, and there is some father-son bonding time.

-Charles-Henri is privately tutored by Grisel

-Now, I am at the part, were Charles-Henri nearly litterally dies of boredome because he doesn't get jumped any more.

-(Next to be written) Once healed, he gets to see the theater with his big sis and father Grisel (his tutor), they get recognized and have to make a run for it.

-More bonding and learnign with tutor and big sis (who also crushes on him)

-Charles makes his first comunion, and is very happy about it. Father Grisel is very pleased his pupil made it so far, and everything is cute. The priests gets suspicious about father Grisel, but it's quite inconsequencial.

-Father Grisel finally succombs to his illness.

-Now, Charles-Henri has no other option but to become his father's apprentice.

-Brainwashing from granny and executions

-Sibbling bonding time. The shinigans with his sibblings and his father's other apprentices make it so Charles is more willing to become an executioner. Jean-Baptiste and Anne-Marthe encourage this as this helps avoid in-fighting.

-Eventually, Jean-Baptiste has to leave for Brie-Comte-Robert because of either vacations or actually doing some work there. Charles-Henri was picked at random to go with him, and so Jean-Baptiste, La Blancheur, Caboche, Charles-Henri, Nicolas-Charles Zelles and Petit Matelot all leave for Brie-Comte-Robert. They have to stop at an inn because the horses get too tired to carry the carriage further, and Jean-Baptiste randomly share a table with a musketeer and master swordsman, who was one day branded by Jean-Baptiste's hand. The tavern owner thinks the Sanson are nobility, and they get extra nice service, thinking it would later attract a higher end clientel. They recognize each other and the argument rapidly escalades to the Musketeer drawing his rapier. Jean-Baptiste had left his weapons under lock and key in the carriage seat to eat, and only has a butter knife to defend himself. His hand is gashed, but otherwise, he's unharmed and manages to actually win and wrestles his opponant to the ground. He asks his servant to fetch the roughest brush they can find, and uses it to expose the man's brand in front of the audience, as revenge for outing him as executioner. They are forced to leave. Jean-Baptiste ends up paying double than intended and leaves his silk coat, so that the tavern owner has something to survive on now he's probably out of buisness with this scandal.

-After the Brie buisness is done, they all return to Paris.

-Some time passes, and New Year is upon them.

-January is insanely stressful, with all the extra injuries, all the executions that didn't happen in december happen then, and eventually, Jean-Baptiste's heart gives in. He has a heart attack, he survives but half-way paralyzed.

-Runnign the household with a hemi-plegic head requires a lot fo their attention.

-Rivals all flock, and it's time for Anne-Marthe to shine. And brightly she does, she presents Charles-Henri to the magistrates, but surprise !

-Some rivals have already arrived, they failed, but it means someone had been spreading the news about Jean-Baptiste's declining health.

-Spoiler ! Spoiler ! Spoiler !

-So, a few days later, another rival arrives to their house, and places an ultimatum: the eldest daughter's hand, or he would take Jean-Baptiste's post. He's adult, competant, and the magistrates do seriously consider his candidature. So, the wedding takes place.

-The day before she leaves, Madeleine-Claude-Gabrielle confesses her feelings for her younger brother, and says that if he doesn't want her virginity, it's fine. She then does not need her beauty, and disfigures herself and shaves her beautiful hair in an act of both protest, and because if Charles-Henri doesn't want her, she no longer needs or wants her beauty. The card was already played.

-Charles-Henri attends, and his uncle too.

-In the end, the Lescombats affair happen. Charles-Henri falls for Madame Lescombat or Marie-Louise Taperet. In a last ditch at survival, she manipulates him into distracting the jailers to allow her servant and lover to enter her cell one more time. He then has to listen to the woman he falls head over heels for have sex with another man. Boy is fifteen.

-Some few weeks later, Taperet is no longer pregnant and her lover is dead. So of course, she replaces him with another one, and Charles-Henri has to do this entire thing once again. They both did consider doing it together, but Charles-Henri is too cowardly to break the law under the nose of a rival, and should the plan succeed, would not be able to bring himself to bring his own child to the Hôpital Général.

-Soubise thinks Charles-Henri is the father, and would do anything to prove it.

-He fails, but the hanging is a fiasco, and Charles-Henri nearly dies lynched. He survives with a completely broken finger and many severe bruises on his back.

-The epilogue ends with Nicolas-Gabriel being called in to patch him up, and some after-care insues. The nail matrix has to be destroyed in the surgery to save his finger. Charles-Henri is now convinced that if God allowed him to live, it's to continue the Sanson family legacy. The end.

[popentertainmentconcertreviews]

Big Star – Ardmore Music Hall – Ardmore, PA – December 6, 2022

Perhaps you’ve heard the legend. An unknown rock band puts out a debut album on an imprint on of a record label more well-known for rhythm-based artists. The album gets good critical buzz, but only sells a handful of copies. The group releases a follow-up, which also barely makes a ripple. Members of the band split off, and the third release turns out to be essentially a solo album by the original lead singer.

The albums start showing up in record store cutout bins. They still don’t do all that well, but it seems that just about everyone who buys their records ends up starting their own band. And years after the band had broken up, they became a cult favorite band, beloved by a passionate base.

No, we’re not telling the story of the Velvet Underground. Well, okay it is the VU’s story, but it is also the tale of Big Star. The Memphis foursome, made up of former Box Tops lead singer Alex Chilton, guitarist Chris Bell, bassist Andy Hummel and drummer Jody Stephens, put together a sweet and spicy sound, mixing rock and swooning ballads and becoming one of the first power pop bands.

It has now been 50 years since the release of the debut album #1 Record, which has become considered a bit of a lesser-known classic, as did the second album Radio City. Guitarist Bell left the band to go solo after the release of Radio City, although his solo album I Am the Cosmos was not released until after his 1978 death in a car crash. Hummel also left the band after Radio City to finish college, eventually working for Lockheed Martin for decades before his death of cancer in 2010.

Chilton and Stephens reunited in 1993 and toured on and off for many years until Chilton had a fatal heart attack, also in 2010. Stephens returned to his day job – running Ardent Records, the formerly Stax-distributed label that Big Star had recorded for all those years earlier. It seemed like Stephens would never play the music again, until he announced this limited 50th anniversary tour celebrating the band.

However, this isn’t just the case of a classic band touring with one surviving member and a bunch of kids young enough the be the sons (or grandsons) of the original artists. For the Big Star 50 tour, members of some of the most respected alt-rock bands of the 90s – and all Big Star fans – came together to make up the rest of the band. These included Mike Mills (of REM), Pat Sansone (of Wilco), Chris Stamey (of the dBs) and Jon Auer (of the Posies).

In fact, Auer (and his former Posies cohort Ken Stringfellow) had toured with Chilton and Stevens in the revamped Big Star on and off from 1993 to 2010, when Chilton died. They even did a 2005 album together called In Space. (Stringfellow is no longer involved with Auer or Big Star due to fall out from a series of 2021 sexual abuse allegations.) Therefore, Auer has been playing this music well longer than half of the original Big Star members ever did.

And the other new “band” members here obviously had the chops and the love for the music to make this show rock. There was also a guest appearance for this show on two songs by Adam Weiner, lead singer of the band Low Cut Connie.

The concert was split into two acts. First, they played the entirety of the #1 Record album – in order. Then after a brief intermission they came back and played a bunch of fan favorites – a great deal of which came from Radio City, but they also did some cool unexpected rarities – including a simply gorgeous version of Bell’s solo single “I Am the Cosmos.”

All five musicians (six if you count special guest Weiner, who played on two songs and sang one) traded off on lead vocals and instruments. Band favorites like “Don’t Lie to Me,” “Ballad of El Goodo” and “Jesus Christ” sounded fantastic, peaking with a stellar version of “September Gurls” featuring Mills on vocals.

Still, to this day, it’s a complete mystery that this band never became huge. At least we got the opportunity to bask in their stellar songbook for one more night.

Copyright ©2022 PopEntertainment.com. All rights reserved. Posted: December 10, 2022.

Photos by Jay S. Jacobs © 2022. All rights reserved.

#Big Star #2022 #Concert Reviews #Ardmore Music Hall #Ardmore #Jay S. Jacobs

[ultimablades]

For the character ask game: Sanson, the one and only, obviously! Or if you've already answered for him, how about Alphinaud? :D

I’ll do both because I love both of these characters!!!

Sanson

[vibrates at a frequency b that could shatter glass] I love him a normal amount.

1: sexuality headcanon: gay gay homosexual gay

2: otp: Guydelot is the love of his life — i always imagine that he wasn’t trying to find a relationship or didn’t have a lot of interest in them because he was so focused on his duty and his goal of creating a bard unit that it was very “that’s something that will happen later in life,” so his feelings for Guydelot are unexpected and also hit him like a train

3: brotp: the WoL once again lol but I also love his relationship with moogles??? They are his little friends???

4: notp: the WoL lol. I make jokes about Nourval having a crush on Sanson post SB just cause Sanson was nice to him but he knows it won’t go anywhere and I think it’s funny to imagine him being frustrated by a silly lil crush. But I don’t actually ship them.

5: first headcanon that pops into my head: I think Sanson is an okay singer. Not great like Guydelot, probably not good enough to be a bard. But he’s better than he gives himself credit for and will sing with Guydelot when they’re alone

6: favorite line from this character: it’s hard to choose one but the first ones that came to mind were him saying that he’s nervous but knows things will be okay with Guydelot by his side, him telling us to tell Nourval Guydelot is in a drunken stupor, and him saying he needs to write the view from the churning mists down so he can share it with Guydelot 🥲🥲🥲

7: one way in which I relate to this character: I related to him a lot tbh which is probably why I always headcanon him as a September virgo…sometimes I’m like there’s definitely a lil projection going on here but—

But I think a big one is getting so focused on small details, it’s easy to lose sight of the bigger picture, which I think he does a lot in the HW quests

8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character: him walking right into Nourval’s very obvious trap…baby girl please

9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave? He’s Mon petiti Chou, he has never done anything wrong in his life

Alphinaud:

My baby boy, my son who I birthed and raised myself

1: sexuality headcanon: gay but he hasn’t realized it yet

2: otp: he’s only 16/17 so I don’t ship him romantically with anyone, he’s too young…but I think his big ole puppy love/idol worship crush on estinien is cute, and I think he has a lil crush on Arenvald too (again, very much in a baby’s first crush on someone who’s older than them kinda way)

3: brotp: I do really love his friendship with Arenvald and I wish we got to see them hanging out more! And his friendship with Kai-shirr is sweet too

4: notp: basically anyone who is an adult LOL but especially an adult who is twice his age

5: first headcanon that pops into my head: I’ve always thought he was a trans boy

6: favorite line from this character: hmmmmm i really like when he tells Vauthry he needs a mirror cause it will capture the horror he sees before him better than a painting could. Imagine getting burned by ALPHINAUD

7: one way in which I relate to this character: when we first meet him, he was very much a know it all who thought he knew best lol. I was really bad about being a know it all when I was younger and I try to be mindful about those tendencies in myself now that I’m older

8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character: the entire buying a sword incident…baby boy please

9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave? If you look up a picture of a cinnamon roll, it would just be a picture of Alphinaud

#thank you for the ask my love!! #ask game

[velnica]

Beach episode [feat. Sanson & Guydelot]

By some stroke of luck, Yvaine had won some super cheap rate for a Costa del Sol trip... which would coincide with her Writer's Guild workshop. Good thing she could transfer the rate to Sanson. Matron knows her son deserved a graduation gift after working so hard for three years; and besides, she thought fondly, Guydelot deserved one too. 💚💛

#sanson smyth #guydelot thildonnet #guydesan #bard boys #my gposes #modern au #This fic is getting written when I'm done with the main fic

[windupsanson]

Okay I’m going to rant about this again because I’m redoing quests and reading lore and got reminded of stuff and this got stuck in drafts.

Ywain wtf? You helped Landenel but not Foulques? Why? You could be a nice person.

I’m so angry that Ywain has a whole story with Landenel, son of a criminal who turned badly but he stood up for him and helped him and Ywain also acts on other quests but on his own he is terrible why?

Landenel and Sanson are the reasons I don’t want to hate Ywain.

I assume it’s SE and duskwights poor writing again.

Why other races have chances but not duskwights? Alaqa, Karasu, Estinien, Landenel, even bad terrible people like fucking Laurentius, what about the former slave-brothel owner?!?!?

A Duskwight is just going through their day and SE still ruins it (dnc quests anyone).

Even the only Duskwight Scion disappeared, alive but gone, Gaius acquaintance is the only one who is a good person and by his background other Duskwights suffered again.

Two of them are just waiting for a good questline just close to Buscarron’s place SE.

——

Well if there is hope for canon Landenel there is hope for au Foulques.

#behold my game issues #i shall be repetitive #it’s maint I can

[strangefellows]

Sasaki Kojiro, Charles-Henri Sanson, Phantom of the Opera, Lancelot

First impression

Kojiro: Oh I know that name!!! Oh dude he's pretty hot.

Sanson: Who the actual fuck is Sanson, okay I gotta go google that shit right now.

Phantom: YOOOOOOOO HEY ERIK WHAT'S UP MY DUDE YOU'RE REALLY PRETTY IN FATE ACTUALLY, GOOD JOB MY MAN

Lancelot: For Berserkerlot: YOOOOOOOOOOO FUCKING BADASS HOLY SHITTTTTTTTTT / For Saberlot: Oh, so that's what he looks like when he's not having a crazy day, he's cute!

Impression now

Kojiro: Even if he doesn't have much to him, he's still pretty damn cool, let's be real.

Sanson: MY LOVE MY LOVE MY LOVE MY LOVE SALEM SOLD ME ON YOU FOREVER MY FAVORITE ASSASSIN TAKE MY GRAILS My Sanson is 90 okay that should tell you everything.

Phantom: What a FASCINATING version of him, he's very fun. I love his fourth Ascension art.

Lancelot: IDIOT STUPID DUMBASS HIMBO (affectionate) I love this guilt ridden mess of a man who desperately wants to be an Okay Dad he's my favorite of the KOTR Idiot Trio by far.

Favorite moment

Kojiro: LOOK, HIS DUEL WITH MUSASHI AT THE END OF SHIMOUSA FUCKED TEN KINDS OF ASS AND IT NEVER CEASES TO BE GLORIOUS. But also his last duel with Saber in UBW slapped hard.

Sanson: Salem, everything about Salem, but most of all his arc's finale where he saves Lavinia and gets executed, like goddamn son that was incredible.

Phantom: I loved him in Summercamp after we break the spell on him, he's so SWEET and FUSSY when he's having a normal day.

Lancelot: Every single time Mash destroys him and he thanks his daughter for doing it. But also Lancelot vs Agravain in the OVA was absofuckinglutely the most metal thing I have ever seen???? Also like, the big damn heroes in LB6 was golden.

Idea for a story

Kojiro: I NEED to explore this whole 'Kojiro doesn't really exist' thing but also Musashi interactions PLEASE. Let him hang out with his killer his enemy his friend the only reason he exists, only she's not really, she's another version, let's explore that.

Sanson: Good christ I NEED more of exploring his mindset especially reading about his role in the French Revolution.

Phantom: Anything would be fun, he's an interesting one to look at for sure.

Lancelot: KOTR INTERACTIONS!!! I want to explore the Gwen thing, I want to explore the madness, I want to explore his obvious insanely strong Catholic Guilt, but man I want to have him interact with Merlin for REASONS

Unpopular opinion

Kojiro: He's not popular enough to have those unfort lol.

Sanson: SHRUG EMOJI????

Phantom: IDK man these three are pretty minor Servants lol.

Lancelot: LANCELOT DID SOME THINGS WRONG BUT BOINKING GWEN WAS NOT ONE OF THEM

Favorite relationship

Kojiro: Him and Musashi for sure, but he and Artoria had an interesting thing going.

Sanson: Him and Marie for SUUUUUURE, him and Charlotte as well, definitely, considering he historically executed her and her dialogue for him. But also he and Robin had that really fun dynamic going.

Phantom: He doesn't...interact with many people, does he?

Lancelot: ARTORIA. GUENIVERE. THE WHOLE ASS ROUND TABLE. GALAHAD/MASH. THERE'S SO MUCH.

Favorite headcanon

Kojiro: I don't have many headcanons but I like to think he got really easily bored stuck at the gates and did stupid shit to pass the time.

Sanson: He looks tired All The Time, does he sleep god only knows. He's incredibly fussy towards Fujimaru, though, like a big brother. He's the only sane person on the Chaldea Medical Team.

Phantom: He 100000% is aware of the musical and if you sneak up on him you'll possibly catch him humming Music of the Night. DO NOT I REPEAT DO NOT mention The Sequel That Doesn't Exist.

Lancelot: He can speak perfectly fluent French, which terrifies people when they hear it. His accent is a horrible amalgam of British and French and it's almost kinda funny, the French part gets thicker when he gets upset. He's lowkey VERY religious, and he's the only person in Camelot who noticed that Merlin was lowkey terrified of Christian stuff and suspected there was more to it than "oh he's just half demon of course he is".

#fateseriesblogging #charas: himbos of the round table

[sezja]

#Wait so Marty is Sanson stepbrother? I just noticed #imagine if there was a weird families gathering we just have to clear some Redbellies names #I’m full of questions #I love all three Marty Tsihm and Domitien #Cillien #another oc #is he a good guy? father? leader? despite the crimes #Cillien Grandeterre #nice last name for a duskie I have a Terrechant #does that mean Domitien Grandeterre? #any mother for Dom?

@windupsanson

I'm not sure where the stepbrother idea is coming from, but Marty would be Sanson's brother-in-law, once Sanson and Guydelot get married! Half-brother-in-law, anyway, but I think Marty and Guydelot settle comfortably into "Sure, we're brothers. Why not?" They're both chill dudes.

Cillien is a pretty good guy, despite the poaching; though Marty was kind of sold into indentured servitude to him, he's always treated him more or less like a son - particularly when Marty turned out to be so good with Dom. He's a good leader for his little faction of the Redbellies; he's respected and well-liked, which is, frankly, probably the only reason he got away with bringing a Wildwood into their midst.

I also have Amianne Grandeterre in Sanson's bard unit! She's very distantly related - as noted in the fic, the Grandeterre family is huge. I doubt they know each other.

Domitien Grandettere, yep! And he does have a mother, referenced briefly in this ficlet, though I haven't settled on a name for her yet.

#martiallais redlance #saw these; figured i'd answer them <3

[toadeyes-miqote]

We are going to die...aren't we?

"Yup. When healers go down and Alisaie can't verraise them in time. This reminds me of those times in The Royal City of Rabanastre. On good days. 24 strangers managed to coordinate well and we all go home happy with loot and clear. On bad days. we wipe at Hashmal and Rofocale _repeatedlly_ when we can't coordinate our timing well as strangers. And we were hoping against hope that the one remaining tank or that last handful of resistance could just last long enough to chop off that last bit of health."

"...What is she talking about?..."

"It was glorious when they manage to strike that final blow and we don't have to run through that again..."

"uhh... Just listen when she starts getting like that. It is usually better that we do not know what she had seen..."

"Oh Gods! Why are we all DPS focused?! And why are there five Archers(Bards) on this team?! Oh gods the jamming session they would start!!!"

"The rain of hellfire arrows falling our enemies would make quite the fireworks though." "Stop encouraging them!!" (Probably Sanson realising he's out of his league)

"Our poor Warrior of Light has no head for magic. Sad, so sad..."

"You did not invite Little Sun for this outting?" "Why should I?"

"HA! You do recognize my strength! Oh the tales to tell!"

"Sadu... not many can take on you at your full strength, don't maim anyone if they should try your strength."

"Who do you take me for. Huntress. Come at me, one at a time or all together. It matters not!"

"Her ferocity would give Zenos a run for his gil. Don't say I didn't warn you." (Around here. Estinien, G'raha, Sanson and Guydelot teams up together against Sadu)

"Welcome to the club Alisaie, Once you reach adulthood, you'll be a full member. Our Green Lady is a harsh mistress. Working us all to the bone."

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*Aka the people that gets along crazy well with my WoL. Squardon would make Team C for a full Alliance Raid. The physical DPS people have great chemistry with my WoL

It turned out to be a nice gender mix when Scion team was largely male. Based on Bard and Gunbreaker making it all the way to Lvl 80 MSQ wise.

Why are Lucia. Sadu and Guild folks not trust members. If Guild folks can fight alongside in job quest why not them? When can I add Riol, Coultenet and Boulder brothers to the mix? Riol's a vetren and Thancred's backup/teammate for undercover Scions.. Aenor and Clemence can come with as long as Aenor behaves.

I like Sadu, she's kinda like Mordred from the Fate series. and my WoL kinda acknowledges her strength. (Sadu challenges, I picked "Let's Dance". Zenos ain't got nothing on this. Sadu is manageable)

Keeping it on the Source, can't add Lyna, Ryne, Gaia, Ysayle, Tataru and Cid to this somehow.

Haucherfant sadly never got into her inner circle of friends. He was distinctively The Suitor all the way.

Is interesting for me that he's a person of authority and she's technically a wanted/vulnerable person with 5 non-combatants(Tataru and Alphie, Cid and the boys joining up later as her retainers and on their skills) hiding in Ishgard.

Think what you will Alphi. Her governess routine pulled your ass into Ishgard. Be bloody grateful that Haucherfant realised he may never have the relationship he wants with WoL but is satisfied even if she sees him as a friend (there's a short chapter for this one).

Definitely wary of his good intentions and probably why running Miner and Botanist quests at the same time as MSQ. Still in Fortemps protection but out of the manor most of the time. Lord Edmont did realised that it was a one sided thing and is glad that she wasn't taking advantage of his son (Why am I not writing a proper chapter for this whole darn thing as a short story?!?!?! WHY?!)

#Book 5 - Shadowbringers #Why are we all DPS focused #The WoL and us