Je suis Quasimodo

Begotten of stone and loathed by mortal men, he lives secluded in the tower. His heart beats with passion for those who treat him kindly and disdain for those who bring him evil. Raised by the Archdeacon, the walls of Our Lady are all he has ever known

[jesuislebossu]

MERCI NOTRE DAME DE PARIS!!

MY GOOD ANON I HAVE TRAGIC NEWS.

Merci, Notre Dame de Paris is on a, likely, permanent hiatus. As is this blog (which I'm gonna use this anon ask to use as my sad little info dump for).

I do still love le bossu. I mean, he's an integral part of me forever, I think, and it's not just the back pain or the enjoyment of church bells, obviously.

So. I'm actually on here actually answering this - that's because I'm...weirdly making my way kinda back onto tumblr. Strange. I know. Me, too, anon, me too.

When Notre Dame herself caught fire back in 2019 it really fucked me up badly. Badly enough that I actually had to step away from all things Notre Dame related. Then, I experienced the greatest loss of my life a couple years later and less than a month after that, met Angelo del Vecchio at the NYC premier of the full French musical production of Notre Dame de Paris. And by "met" I mean that I loitered outside the theater with the cool kids who knew what they were doing. I have a signed Playbill. It is framed along with my ticket.

But, I am still writing - so if you were a fan of that specifically, check out my new blog. There's a link to a fic I have in progress on AO3 (because I'm evidently too classy to use FF.net anymore ahahahaa).

Unfortunately the fandom for said fic is not HoND. There is a new hyperfixation - it's fuckin' Baldur's Gate 3. And D&D/Forgotten Realms in general. And yeah, before you @ me, yes. Yes it's the vampire elf. I know, I know, I'm basic.

Perhaps one day in the Parisian spring we shall meet again and hear the tolling of those glorious bells from the beautiful soul trapped in that twisted grimace.

Until then, I bid you all, adieu.

[jesuislebossu]

This Bossu got to see another Bossu in NYC yesterday... they have changed a lot of what they used to do from the original production and it's for the better. Also, Daniel Lavoie really just gets better with age.

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Illustration for Victor Hugos “Notre-Dame de Paris” Ink, feathers. 210 х 297 . So. I’d like to think, that there was time, when they both have better relationships, than it was shown in the book. At least, Claude adopted Quasimodo, so there SHOULD be some good times (before Esmeralda came to Paris)

[jesuislebossu]

Hello everyone.

Thanks for sticking around if you have.

I have two more chapters for my old fanfic, Merci, Notre Dame de Paris. I haven’t posted them, however, because I’m not entirely sure of the interest.

Is there interest? Would anyone like an update to that old story?

[theraccolta]

O Crux, ave, spes única, hoc Passiónis témpore, piis adáuge grátiam, reísque dele crímina. 

Ô Croix, salut, unique espoir, en ce temps de la Passion, des fidèles augmente la grâce, des pécheurs efface les crimes. O Cross, our one reliance, hail! This holy Passiontide avail, to give fresh merit to the saint, and pardon to the penitent.

[jesuislebossu]

I haven't posted about the fire yet, and I'm not sure that I will be able to. The grief has been extremely hard to deal with, especially with the myriad of personal affairs I've been dealing with (one being my wedding this Friday). It's poetic that my first Sunday as a wife will be Quasimodo Sunday, yet my heart still breaks for my beloved Notre Dame.

This is me saying that this blog will likely be on a semi-permanent hiatus. I love this character still; Quasimodo has influenced my life more than one would expect. Victor Hugo's most masterful work has saved me countless times and brought me comfort in my loneliest hours. I will always love that book and I will always love that cathedral.

Thank you to everyone who has been supportive throughout the years that I've had this blog and thank you to everyone who has written with me. I wish I could still write like I used to, but at this point all the things that I see that remind me that Our Lady was up in smoke bring me to nothing but tears.

One day when she has healed, and I have too, I might return and continue expressing the words and innermost being of Quasimodo that Hugo never wrote. Until then, thank you, and goodbye for now.

May the bells always toll in your hearts.

[colorel11]

© Simon Greig

Reims cathedral

[nievazki-deactivated20200724]

Deaf | Notre-Dame de Paris

My first speedpaint on YT!

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The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1923)

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[ellenwalker97illustration]

He entered perfectly breathless into the aerial chamber of the great bell; he gazed at her a moment, devoutly and lovingly; then he gently addressed her and patted her with his hand, like a good horse, which is about to set out on a long journey. He pitied her for the trouble that she was about to suffer. 

~ Victor Hugo 

[2seeitall]

Notre-Dame de Paris, France

♡ Paris

[ellenwalker97illustration]

“When they tried to detach the skeleton which he held in his embrace, he fell to dust.”

~ Victor Hugo

[rabemar]

[danger]

[maxkonbo]

ssssssanctuary, babie

[ellenwalker97illustration]

Once he came at the moment when she was caressing Djali. He stood pensively for several minutes before this graceful group of the goat and the gypsy; at last he said, shaking his heavy and ill-formed head,—

“My misfortune is that I still resemble a man too much. I should like to be wholly a beast like that goat.”

~ Victor Hugo