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Reblogged wenn ihr Tonis Mutter anzünden und die Made adoptieren wolltet, anstatt sie zu töten

#deponia #madiii #es tut mir leid Ute #uti I miss you

related to the idea of e/R reincarnation fic where Grantaire ends up on the other side of the gun:

What about reincarnation fic where Enjolras usually half remembers/has a sense of failed revolutions of incarnations past, and each iteration of him becomes more and more cynical and bitter and starts to see how futile the fights of the weak are and joins more and more radical and aggressive groups, until he's fighting just to be fighting, and slowly some of the amis start not showing up in the groups of revolutionaries he's involved with and he doesn't get why, and it's a little upsetting, but only really hits him at all in his moment of death when he remembers the lives that came before and realizes properly that these people are missing. And then there comes a revolution where his group is angry, so angry at injustice, but also so ineffective, and they plan this huge revolt, maybe replacing the government, and it works, and he and his band of militants take over, and they run the country, and if they're harsher than he envisioned the world being when he was dreaming, well, they're doing it to help, they're doing it because no one else can be trusted, they have to root out dissent, because if they don't then the wicked will take power again, they have to violently shut down the peaceful protests that start happening in response to growing reports of police brutality, of the brutality of the young man who led the rebellion, who seemed to have such promise. And he's still hands on, he still fights, convinced that he's fighting for the people, or for his party, but that's the same thing, right?

And then he is woken in the middle of the night: someone has started building barricades throughout the city. He and his men march out to attack, and with their superior forces there is little question that they will succeed. And then he walks up to the barricades, because he has always been charismatic, always an impassioned speaker, and he thinks that maybe he can settle this, explain to these people why there needs to be peace, how important it is to keep the peace. And then he looks up. The people who built the barricade are standing high up on it, so that he can see them, and as he goes down the line he sees some unfamiliar faces, sure. But then he sees Bahorel, and beside him is Grantaire, and he realizes why he hadn't heard about it because he'd thought that those two were on his side. Then he sees Jehan, Joly, Lesgles, Coufeyrac, and with each one he remembers a little bit more of the revolutions he has fought beside them, and seeing each one facing him down like he's the enemy now feels like a bullet in his chest, and he knows that goes back to something but he can't remember what, and when he sees Combeferre, the man who was always closest to him he thinks that nothing can hurt more than this. And then, at the end of the line, is Feuiily, the ultimate man of the people facing him down with a gun in his hands, and in that moment, he remembers everything, and he looks down, to see that indeed there are eight bullet holes in his body, and he falls to his knees, with the knowledge that he has become the kind of ruler he so hated, and he knows suddenly that these bullet wounds mirror the ones inflicted in his first revolution so long ago, when he first met these men and died beside them, and that each one of them has, just now, shot him. And he dies as he did then, with those same eight bullet holes in his body, staring up at the friends he has betrayed.

#les miserfeels #les miserables #les mis #tendogoddamnchoi #MADIII #YOU WEREN'T USING YOUR HEART WERE YOU?#i wrote a thing

My face feels sunburned but I haven't really been outside in quite a while. Maybe this is a sign that living at work, school, and home is turning me into stone and one day I'm gonna turn to dust.

#madiii #it's been a day #time for bed dear friends