Are you still doing the monte cristo character headcanon thing?
i'm inactive so no, i'm not. i will probably be on hiatus for the foreseeable future!
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Are you still doing the monte cristo character headcanon thing?
i'm inactive so no, i'm not. i will probably be on hiatus for the foreseeable future!
miss your blog so much fr. miss logging on and seeing the most random things like “what comc character would listen to taylor swift” posts
anon... 😭😭😭 You're a sweetheart MWAH kissing you on the cheek. one day or another i will come back lmao.
albert and andrea would listen to taylor swift by the way. probably debray too but only ironically.
Currently having Beauchamp hyperfixation, thank you for your blog ❤️
i noticed hope you're having fun 😘
So, I was doing my annual check-up on this blog; laughing and enjoying the shit posts. Until I realized I threw four years (and many more to come) down the drain writing a play adaptation of this stupid book centered around the Villefort side of the story and you…YOU are the reason for this. No if, ands, or buts about it. I'm blaming you for my continued suffering.
i have NO idea when i received this ask because tumblr never showed the notifications but oh my god...
first of all i am truly honoured to have been the cause of the continuous and unending suffering of a complete and utter stranger. truly challenging edmond dantès energy.
second of all what do you mean down the drain. villefort is one of the most interesting characters in the whole book and he absolutely deserved what he got but also oh my god perhaps he didn't? wow we love nuanced takes in this house.
i'm sure that whatever you're doing is fantastic and if you ever want to send me an excerpt of your creation feel free to text me in dm! the blog is pretty much dead (i'm too attached to it to bury it though, i think of it as the rotting corpse in my living room which i refuse to address whenever someone comes to visit) but i usually respond to dms!
we also have a (equally dead) discord groupchat <3
TCoMC characters as screenshots from this band isn't real
Danglars
Monte-Cristo
Abbé Faria
Caderousse
Héloïse de Villefort
Benedetto
Eugénie Danglars
Franz d'Epinay
Albert de Morcerf
here
a proof of Danglars' hotness
I know you didn't ask for it
oh no
i dunno if you’ve been asked this before but do you have any songs you associate w any of the characters? 🧐 i remember that i had to read the count of monte cristo in class years ago and one of our assignments was to make a list of songs we associated w the characters so i’m curious to see if you have any heh
hello! I don't listen to that many artists to be able to answer this question, I don't really tend to associate songs to books/characters. But I'm 100% certain someone else does
My art is getting better and better, wchich means on rare ocasions when I draw Villefort his sufferings are getting stronger and stronger… He’ll get as much hurt/comfort as needed but I can’t promise that I’ll draw it
He needs a hug……..
I was thinking about something ; what if mercedes did commit suicide ? Would Fernand decide to choose the path of redemption and help Edmond ( and perhaps the abbey too ) escape and get his revenge ? 🤔 Edmond would still hate him anyways ofc
nah i don't think fernand would choose the path of redemption, least of all to help edmond.
in my interpretation of the character, fernand is pretty similar to the 2002 movie version of fernand: he does love mercédès (in his twisted way) but what bothers him is the fact that he can't have her, so obviously he resents anything that comes between her and him (ergo, edmond), and he would probably see her killing herself as edmond's love once again distributing his dream.
+ he doesn't actually ever regret what he did to dantès.
so no, he wouldn't choose to do the good thing. and at any rate it would be entirely out of hands.
i think if mercédès had committed suicide (if i am not mistaken it is hinted that she attempted it or at the very least seriously considered it) fernand would either have killed himself in turn or he would have just left france and lived his life, but i personally turn towards the former.
he doesn't strike me as someone who'd just watch the woman he's in love with die because of him and then casually move on.
This is what happens when you leave me alone with a photo editor and access to the internet
I'm reblogging this again because honestly I think it deserves more attention
Some TCOMC characters as posts from @screenshotsofdespair because I cannot get enough of that blog...
Edmond:
Mercédès:
Fernand:
Danglars:
Villefort:
Albert:
Franz:
Benedetto:
Valentine:
Bonus- Edmond @ everyone as soon as he escapes:
sometimes you write the count of monte-cristo fanfiction and this happens
it's been years and I still think about how everyone around Eugénie knew she was gay and in love with Louise.
Valentine was like "yeah Eugénie doesn't want to get married to anyone it's so strange" and Max "euheuheuh totally strange yeah lmao".
And her mother is like "oh... she's a lover of the arts... ahahah... why is my child like this..."
and the Count didn't even try to seduce her like I expected, he just straight up went Lesbian Rights and gave Louise a man's passport. "what do you need it for?" "I want to elope" "sick here it is, gay rights"
the only ones who pretended to be oblivious are Albert and Andrea, because they're the kind of straight men who think you're gay until you meet them but they can magically turn your straight.
so I can't sleep but I was considering doing my yearly reread of The Count of Monte-Cristo and I was thinking about the Count because obviously that's what you do at 3:30 AM but.
I was thinking about 7 things in particular:
the function of God (as in, thee God) as opposed to the function of the god-like man in the book
the Count's weirdly specific coping mechanisms and his obviously unresolved trauma
the book probably doesn't even pass the Bechdel test
the similarities and differences between the figure of Monte-Cristo and Jean Valjean, because obviously I couldn't not think about it
the relationship between the Count/Albert VS the Count/Franz VS the Count/Andrea VS the Count/Maximilien
the Count's inherent self-contradictory nature
the Count is Hamlet
I will elaborate in the morning.
long and unnecessary analysis under the cut
1) like if you think about it God doesn't actually serve any function in the book, other than what pushes and motivates the characters (and even then, only four of those show any kind of Christian faith relevant to the plot):
Faria, obviously, being a priest
Mercédès, her faith preventing her from killing herself after Dantès' arrest
Bertuccio, when decides to adopt and take care of Benedetto (and even then his motivations seem of a superstitious rather than religious kind)
The Count, for a long series of contradicting reasons
but like. that's pretty much it. no major scene ever takes place in a church, no character other than the 4 i've mentioned is ever shown to be particularly faithful (except Franz, for a brief moment when he's in Rome, and Caderousse as he's agonising). God as, like, an actual tangible presence in the consciousness of the characters is basically inexistent.
even when the Count starts his journey of redemption, faith plays a surprisingly unimportant role in it and, instead of bringing him comfort and closure, actually only makes him doubt himself even more, at best, and at worst brings to the brink of suicide (which is actually a very interesting contrasting parallel with Mercédès: what saves her is also what almost destroys him, religion -- and what destroys her is what saves him, Haydée).
but like. compared to many other literary characters' redemption archs (the Unnamed in Alessandro Manzoni's The Betrothed, for example), the Christian God of love and forgiveness is... simply not there.
HOWEVER. what really moves and motivates the characters is actually the figure of the god-like man: it isn't God or Providence who push Héloïse, Benedetto and Caderousse to murder, it's the Count (who embodies the god-like man in all his arrogance and selfishness)! the Count thinks it's Providence, because otherwise he could not live*, but if the Count has talked himself into thinking that he is the instrument of Providence, doesn't that mean that what happens around him is his more or less direct fault?
like... God justifies the Count's actions, but it isn't God, is it? it's the Count's own warped idea of what God wants from him, not the kind and loving Father that Faria believed in.
so like... God as a force for good simply does not exist in the book.
*this is actually very closely tied to the Count's specific coping mechanisms, which I am expanding in the next point
2) one of his many coping mechanism is obviously self-delusion, where he convinces himself that he is so important in the grand scheme of life that God would choose him as a sort of avenging angel, because he simply literally wouldn't be able to live with his immense trauma if he didn't give himself a reason to exist.
his revenge plot isn't just "evil villains must die" it's also "i have wasted 14 years of my life, if i do not find a way to make them meaningful in a way -- aka God must be using me as an instrument for His will -- there is no point in living, because otherwise my pain and survival will have meant nothing". his revenge plot is a gigantic, fucked up coping mechanism.
but also. his obsession with speed (having the fastest horses and ships and carriages, always being on the move etc): it's either the fact that he spent 14 years confined to a single cell, which means being unable to move very well OR, the fact that he has seen just how quickly time passes, and he cannot bear to waste more time than what is strictly necessary (which is also why he sleeps so little).
4) I'm not going to dwell very long on this subject because I've already made a post about it, but JVJ and Monte-Cristo are just different faces of the same medal, aren't they? like on one hand you have pure, absolute selflessness and unwavering faith in God, on the other hand you have arrogance, selfishness and blasphemy.
it's like. one man tries to carry the burden of the world and is basically a Christ-like figure (JVJ), on the other hand you have the tempting devil, whose only purpose in life is to create chaos and hurt people (the Count).
7) okay so obviously the Count isn't Hamlet. there are several instances where he quotes Hamlet but he isn't him. except that he is!
like. Dantès = Hamlet. Claudius = Fernand, Villefort, Danglars. Mercédès = Gertrude (i vaguely remember reading something about Hamlet's anger at his mother being caused by an incestuous desire towards her, which is very interesting and if anyone can re-direct me to it feel free). Haydée = Ophelia. Albert & Co = Guildenstern, Rosencrantz, Horatio, Laertes.
also! both in Hamlet and The Count of Monte-Cristo we have the obvious themes of the long drawn-out revenge, madness, poison, murder, innocents dying etc etc etc.
but other than that the Count is Hamlet because neither Hamlet nor the Count actually exist. here's a post on why Hamlet doesn't exist.
but like the thing about Monte-Cristo is none of his identities exist, both metatextually (because they're fictional) and intertextually! like. the young Edmond Dantès is basically dead (him almost drowning into the sea as a symbolism of the old Dantès dying and the new Dantès being born and baptised by the sea), the Count of Monte-Cristo, Abbé Busoni and Lord Wilmore don't exist because they aren't him.
but also! everyone else thinks he exist, but everyone else has a different idea of what he is! everyone sees him differently, he doesn't have a fixed identity which he can project on other people! and whatever he does, whatever he says, he will never, ever truly be himself because his old self is dead, both to other people and to himself. he both exists and doesn't exist in the same way any of his assumed identities do!
and that's his real tragedy.
Athos and Monte Cristo
Whose Appearance Is More Attractive? (I think they are very similar to each other?) (maybe I just remembered them like that) (or I'm just stupid)
I am a lesbian.
but I’ve actually thought about this.
Athos’ Inherent Sexiness is only mostly external; Dumas very gaily describes him as extremely good-looking even as a middle-aged recovering alcoholic in the sequels to The Three Musketeers. I’d say Athos had a good consistent 9/10 throughout the entire trilogy, bonus points in the first book for his whole Depressed Dark And Mysterious Man vibes.
On the other hand, the Count’s Hotness is internal: he’s described as pretty average, both in heights and looks and clothes, but what makes him so sexy is his charm and eloquence and magnetism and all in all his weird vibes in general yknow. He’s the kind of man that you’d find ugly if you looked at him too much but who still makes heads turn when he walks into the room. I would say he’s a solid 6/10 but also 10/10 at the same time.
I feel like POV matters too. We generally see Athos from D’Artagnan’s POV, who is solidly and persistently horny for him for decades. I think his testimony is backed up by the other musketeers, but they are invested in hyping up their #SquadLooks.
Personally, I always imagined Athos looking approximately like this:
But the Comte! With the Count, we have intependent hotness corroboration from multiple young men who are Into him on every level, and at first sight too!
Submission:
Okay so, I don't know if you're all good with like, people submitting short fanfic bits here, but I don't really have anywhere else to dump this, so feel free to delete this if you want, lol. I'm just gonna scribble down a little fluffy thing that's been in my brain rent-free lately.
Franz glanced up from the book he was reading as he heard the door of their rented room opening. Albert was back. He smiled slightly.
Their trip had been lovely; Franz loved traveling, so a visit to Rome with his best friend was certainly welcome. A few times, he had stayed out with Albert all through the night, engaging in whatever debauchery came to mind. However, he did prefer to return to the hotel at around eleven, leaving Albert to his own, and simply unwind for a few hours before going to bed. Plus, it let him make sure Albert was actually going to bed, rather than simply passing out on the floor drunk, and Franz finding him the next morning, propped up against the door and snoring.
As Albert walked (albeit a bit clumsily) into the room, Franz stood up to greet him, and make sure that he was still in working order.
"Well, you look like you had fun." Franz chuckled as Albert propped himself up against him.
"Oooohhhh yes... I met the nicest girls tonight." Albert grinned. "But- but, I didn't do anything with them. Iiiiiiiiii... Didn't want to."
"Well, that certainly is out of the ordinary." Franz replied, helping Albert remove his coat.
"I don't know, I just, I just... I didn't do just any didn't any thing...." Albert yawned as Franz led him to his bed. "You know?"
"I know." Franz smiled at his friend's ramblings as he helped him undress and tucked him under the covers. "Goodnight."
"I love you..." Albert mumbled, his face buried in a pillow. "I love you."
Franz laughed quietly, trying to ignore the feeling of his heart fluttering slightly- the same as it had done the past few nights when this same thing had been proclaimed, seemingly erased from Albert's own memory each morning.
"You too, Albert. You too."