Marius, 17 (soft spot headcanon) and Jehan, 14 (dancing headcanon)!
MARIUS 17: Marius has a soft spot for flowers and plants, mostly because of their sentimental value to him. He associates them with Mabeuf, as he would often spend a pleasant afternoon listening to him talk at length and with great enthusiasm about different types of plants. He also associates Cosette with gardens. And he feels an odd tenderness and protectiveness toward plants above and beyond those sentiments, which he cannot explain to anyone, and wouldn’t try because he feels silly about it. He might feel less silly if Mabeuf had ever told him about how sweetly his father cared for plants too.
JEHAN 14: Jehan loves music, and he plays, and his family’s rich enough for him to have had a fair amount of dance training. He could be a pretty good dancer if he wanted to be. However, he has no interest in following the conventions of dance in which he was trained, and he tends to let loose and follow his own lead. Whether that makes him a bad dancer or not, I won’t judge here, but he’s certainly difficult for most people to keep up with!
I started shipping these two in the middle of my first Brick read-through, and was confused and disappointed to find that there was very little fanwork involving them. I assumed more people would ship them based on the book alone! I make no secret of the fact that my shipping tends toward ambiguously close friendships, and Courf/Marius is a pretty textbook example of that! And also that when I ship something, I don't care too much what kind of relationship the characters have, exactly, so long as they are spending time together and enjoying each other's company. The line in the text that absolutely sells me this ship is “in Courfeyrac's presence, Marius breathed freely, a decidedly new thing for him.” Marius, smol anxious thing that he is, finds that in Courfeyrac's company he can quiet all that anxiety and relax from the demands of the world; he can breathe. And that's huge. Courfeyrac likewise seems to find Marius endearing, and tolerates his quirks as I suspect people (M's relatives) haven't in the past. We see Courfeyrac in the book being quite tactile, and I suspect that Marius would be touch-starved and needful but too worried to ever initiate things like that, and that kind of casual touch is part of what helps Marius to breathe more easily. (Translation: I need more C/M cuddles.) Ummm anyway, I ship them because they are adorable friends and I think that would translate well into other types of relationship. (I will also say that I ship Marius/Cosette or some flavor of poly MC2 as endgame. Marius and Cosette are important and deserve each other in the best way possible. ((and let's just say, if Marius/Cosette involves some Courfeyrac angst... I won't complain.)) But there's plenty of people drawing/writing about that—I have to keep my ship afloat!)
35. things you said at the top of your lungs, and ... whatever pairing you're most feeling right now?? (I'm sorry we're not really in the same fandoms anymore so I don't know what you're up to pairings-wise, BUT I WANTED TO SUPPORT THE FRIEND AND SEND PROMPTS) (I HOPE THIS IS OKAY)
things you said at the top of your lungs
“I’M GETTING MARRIED TO THE MOST AMAZING WOMAN IN THEDAS!”
Cassandra couldn’t help but blush at the loud declaration. She was certain everyone in the dingy tavern (So this was the infamous “Hanged Man”, she thought.) had heard and that they were all quite amused at the drunk dwarf who all of Thedas knew as none other than the former Inquisitor, Edric Cadash.
The sword he had given her-- along with a ring, of course-- hung at her side. Crafted by the best smith of the Dragon Age, he said. Even with Varric and his Kirkwall associa-- friends laughing loudly from across the table, she smiled. “I’m sure there is no need to yell, Edric,” she said, stern tone half-hearted.
“No,” Cadash said, the widest of grins present on his face. “The world needs to know!”
“The people in this tavern can hardly be considered ‘the world’.”
“I’m sure they’ll tell all their friends that I’M MARRYING CASSANDRA PENTAGHAST!”
This bar was perhaps the last place she would find herself after previously getting engaged. But beside her, Cadash’s smile was the widest it had been in years. And that was more important to her than experiencing an ideal scene plucked out of her many romance novels.
Full disclosure: I’ve never owned an e-reader or tablet, nor even used one. That being said, I think that anything that makes reading more accessible and convenient for people is something I’m on board with. To be able to carry around that many books in such a small, portable package must be great! I’ve been known to download PDFs to read on my phone before long flights and such, and even that was handy.
I do think that it’s important to maintain really old books, however. Physical libraries will always be important, and no digital facsimile of a manuscript or codex can give us as much information as the hard copy. I love old books, can you tell? Also, as a professor of mine was fond of saying, there is no means of transmitting information with as much longevity as a book. Anything stored digitally, as we are all well aware, has the potential to be wiped out or otherwise made inaccessible at any point, and surprisingly easily. Nothing short of physical destruction can do that to a book. We have books surviving over a thousand years later--it seems doubtful to me that we will ever be able to say the same for electronic data.
menthalightfoot answered your post: hello, good morning! it’s thursday! ho...
I had a bit of a rough night last night, but I’m trying to head into this day with a smile and get some stuff done. How are you?
<3 I hope today is better and you get to treat yourself! I know sometimes it’s hard to find energy the day after a rougher day or night.
I’m good! at work, trying to figure out if I should use the feminine or masculine forms for Aston Martin (which is hard and useless because they don’t have a French website, so it probably will be less trouble considering this article an exercice in epicene writing...)
J and Y for the fandom askbox meme? (By the way, HI! I hope you're doing well!)
Hello, friend! It’s good to see you! Hope your new year is going well!:D
J - Name a fandom you didn’t think about until you saw it all over Tumblr. (You don’t have to care about it or follow it; it just has to be something that Tumblr made you aware of.)HAMILTON. HAMILTON HAMILTON. For which, obviously, I AM GRATEFUL, THANK YOU , TUMBLR, I would totally have missed this amazing musical if not for Tumblr. (I do in fact live under a rock. A rock at the end of a dirt road. Tumblr I rely on you and YOU DID NOT LET ME DOWN THIS TIME.)
Y - What are your secondhand fandoms (i.e., fandoms you aren’t in personally but are tangentially familiar with because your friends/people on your dash are in them)?The Wicked and the Divine? And there was a strange brief flourishing of The Raven Boys. Also, JJBA fandom, which I am not exactly *in* but always appreciate *seeing*, you know?
ParaBoli, Donde Dani dar una serenata a Julio bajo su ventana :D
Serenata
Personajes/Parejas: ParaBoliAdvertencias: nope.Notas: 8D esto es lo mas maricon que he escrito ahahaha. Igual me encanto, aw.
Se supone que se verían en la tarde. En eso habían quedado, después de mover horarios y eventos y todo lo relacionado con sus eternos trabajos. A las dos de la tarde, irá a recoger a Daniel del aeropuerto, y pasaran el 14 de Febrero como se debe.
El plan ha fallado algunas veces, con algo siempre surgiendo a ultimo minuto y arruinando las cosas. Eso no pasara esta vez. Ni siquiera el mismo diablo podría arruinarlo esta vez.
Sin embargo, cuando Julio abre los ojos, el sol recién se esta asomando. Las paredes blancas del cuarto están teñidas de suaves tonos melocotón y amarillo fuerte. Pero no son los bonitos colores de la mañana lo que llama su atención.
Es la música que viene de la ventana entreabierta.
Con un rápido vistazo al reloj, comprueba que son las cinco de la mañana. Tiene que ser una broma, piensa mientras aparta el cobertor de su cama y se acerca a la ventana. Y es entonces que ve a Daniel en el jardín delantero de la casa, apoyado contra el capó de su carro junto a su maleta, tocando la guitarra mientras canta.
Julio tiene que frotarse los ojos para estar seguro de que esta despierto, y no caminando dormido. Daniel canta fuerte, lo suficientemente fuerte para que lo oiga desde el primer piso. Una canción romántica; un vals quizás, de esos antiguos que hablan sobre haber encontrado lo que todos buscan encontrar. De seguro escucharía mejor si no estuviera tan preocupado por el repentino calor que se apodera de su cuerpo o como su corazón parece querer saltar fuera de su pecho.
-FelizdíadeSanValentín.
Dice Daniel rápido para poder seguir cantando. Los vecinos van a querer matarlo después, pero Julio esta completamente dispuesto a escuchar todas las quejas del mundo si es el precio de que su novio le de una lindísima serenata.
-Dijimos a las dos,- Dice Julio, sonriendo de lado mientras se apoya contra el marco de la ventana. -Son las seis de la mañana.
-Quería darte una sorpresa.
Responde Daniel, sin dejar de sonreír o tocar la guitarra.
-Ya veo.
En parte, Julio agradece la iluminación de la mañana, suponiendo que eso esconde el color de su rostro.
-¿Y?¿No vas a bajar a darme un beso?- pregunta Daniel cuando por fin deja la guitarra apoyada contra el carro. Se cruza de brazos y observa ventana con detenimiento por un par de segundos. La sonrisa en su cara se ensancha, como la de un gato apunto de hacer una travesura. -Siempre podrías bajar por ahí. Saltas, y te atrapo.
Julio bufa, ríe y menea la cabeza despacio.
-Estas loco…. Bajo en un minuto.
Se aparta de la ventana, pasando una mano por su pelo y suspirando mientras camina hacia el primer piso.
Y no puede esperar a llegar a la puerta para darle a Daniel todos los besos que se merece.
