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muse: madame thenardiette : thenardiette ↳mun: ruth

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#;; madame of the house ;;#indieassociation #( B) )#( nice. )#{ || ** MADAME THENARDIER ** || }

annikuh

safe for now

#{ || ** INSPECTOR JAVERT ** || }#{ laugh tag }#{ smile tag }

Thenardier: Ah, yes, I love all my children *looks at smudged writing on hand* Epipen, Ademar and Garlic

#;; master of the house ;;#;; madame of the house ;;#{ children }#;; eponine ;;#;; azelma ;;#;; gavroche ;;#( /garlic/ )#( oh my goD )#{ fave tag }#{ laugh tag }

drxmeda

IMPORTANT HIATUS NOTICE !

hey, everyone. this is christl ( slytherrus ) & as of today, it looks like ruth will NOT have access to the internet for the next two weeks / the foreseeable future. she wasn’t sure exactly how long she will be gone, but she wanted to make sure that i let you all know. i just finished speaking to her & she is in good health, & she says she is fine, but this hiatus will extend to ALL of her rp accounts : drxmeda gloriouslydecadent sweenneytodd thenardiette & exleenprxnce.

#hiatus notice

{ whispers wink wonk to the madame. hello there }

#ew

#( cRIES )#( GAVROCHE MON PETIT BAGUETTE )#( LET ME LOVE YOUUUUU )#;; out of money ;;#petitgavroche

coral

All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.

Mitch Albom, The Five People You Meet in Heaven (via feellng)

#;; madame of the house ;;#;; madame thenardier ;;#;; eponine ;;#;; azelma ;;#;; gavroche ;;#;; unnamed babies ;;#( :||| lmAO pain. )

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Reblog if you're willing to roleplay the following subjects:

Blood Cannibalism Domestic Violence Gore Incest Mental Issues Murder Rape Suicide Torture Violence in General War

#( omg i will rp p much anything but just ;|||| the madame is horrible )#( if confronted with these then she would probably say some of the vilest sh it e v e r tbh )#blood tw #cannibalism tw #domestic violence tw #gore tw #incest tw #mental issues tw #murder tw #rape tw #suicide tw #torture tw #violence tw #war tw

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mme thénardier: i love all my children equally! eponine and azelma, [looks at smudged writing on hand] colette

thesundanceghost

"what do you mean I have sons"

#;; madame of the house ;;#;; madame thenardier ;;#( b e a u t i f u l )#{ children }#{ motherhood }

eruditedisguised-blog

hheroes:

soft squishy characters aggressively hugging angry explosive characters to calm them down and the angry character closing their eyes/choking back tears and quietly melting into the hug

#;; madame of the house ;;#;; master of the house ;;#( no but do u even )#( this post could have been WRITTEN about her tbh )#( uwu this is so cute )

"Do I gotta, Maman?"

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❛Come now, 'Zelma, it's bedtime. 'F I leave you up much longer, Santa won't come. Ponine'll have all her presents, and you'll 'ave nothing. You'll be absolutely miserable. Do you want that? ❜ She took her hands from her hips, and extended them to the little thin thing before her. Azelma was a different breed from Eponine & from the Monsieur. There was something famished and sad within her; a tiredness that sat upon childish bones and greyed them until they looked neither white nor black; simply grey. Uncontroversial. Ordinary.

❛Come on, up you get. ❜ She beckoned the child close, and stooped a little, their eyes at equal level. But it was a mother's duty to know her child. Her face softened (if only for a moment) and she made a small noise, as soft as her cracked throat would go. The Madame had learned to read the greyness, just as any jungle cat would learn their cub's scent as they prowled around, hackles raised and jaws widened. To the untrained eye, Azelma was simply a quiet, obedient girl. To her mother, she was a living, breathing ornament -- fascinating and something to take pride in. Something to protect, to be greedy over, as beautiful an ornament as any piece of gold; a golden thing that the Madame had created and nurtured and grown, no less. The grey colouring about the child was not a fault; it was a blessing. It was easy to colour over grey; it was easy to cover it up, to imprint one's own desire's over it. It was easy to paint Azelma as the lady the Madame never got the chance to be. Happy and affluent and adored. Did it matter if the child was viewed, not as a human, but as a THING, a piece of furniture to be loved and tempered and fascinated with? Did it matter if the Madame promised -- crossed her heart and swore to Jesus (though she never really have much time for the bloke. Maybe when she needed things) -- that she loved the girl? Just -- not because she was a girl, but because she was her girl? HER daughter? Did it matter? ... Did it? Her lips pursed, and the gentle spread of maternal arms becomes rougher, out of a reverent necessity. She picks the girl up with a grunt, and rests Azelma on one hip, her arms tied around her like a safety belt. ❛Just you wait, my girl, ❜ she muttered and absentmindedly kissed the creature's head. ❛you'll find better things t' be miserable about.❜

#;; azelma ;;#littlejondrette #( thank you for sending this in uwu )#( but also :|| just in case you think the mme is too nice; )#( the thenardiers really did put their kids to bed & put money in their shoes & look after them )#( but i think that was :||| the mme loving them very selfishly ? )#( which was fine; it benfitted them )#( but then their situation changed & the mme was like 'lmao nah' )#( SHAKES FIST AT THE MME TBH )#{ drabble }

( ;; monsieur <3 ;; )

[ amour! ] i’m starting to believe u are actually gay !!! [ amour! ] i can’t fix it when i don’t have the phone in my hand [ amour! ] i’ll be home soon please don’t listen to him and be gay by the time i get back

( ;; monsieur <3 ;; ) I'm not!!!! Also, I think I might be gay ( ;; monsieur <3 ;; ) I'll fucking throw this phone at your face and then we'll see how fast you fix it. Also, I think I might be gay ( ;; monsieur <3 ;; ) Ponine just asked if I'm having a mid life crisis and I told her I'm furious at you and gay please help. Also, I think I might be gay

#;; rp ;;#;; text ;;#;; master of the house ;;#;; monsieur thenardier ;;#gentofgoodintent2 #{ thread : gentofgoodintent2 : 2 }#( omfg )#( i'm dead omg )

fitz-storm

Hi I’m auditioning for the part of Thenardier and I’ll be singing “You’ve got to pick a pocket or two” from Oliver

#;; master of the house ;;#;; madame of the house ;;#( fUCKING ---- )#{ laugh tag }#{ fave tag }

granxaire said:

// I’m sorry but Montie and I are laughing hysterically

* 'you've got a friend in me' plays in background *

gentofgoodintent2 said:

ILU SO MUCH OMG

not until u fix this phone u dont

#;; ic for ooc ;;#( omg i am joking of cour se bUT )#( uwu THESE COMMENTS MADE ME RIDICULOUSLY HAPPY !! )#{ happy tag }#{ smile tag }#;; out of money ;;#granxaire #gentofgoodintent2 #( wink wonks @ u kaitie in case you ever want to have a thread where mme accidentally 'comes out' to mont )#( 'parnasse he said meet up at eight o clock. we'll probably be a few minutes late. also #i think #i might be gay #( it would be beautiful )#( & wink woNKS AT YOU ELANNA BECAUSE )#( YOU'RE COOL )

gentofgoodintent2 (X)

[text] hahahahahahaha [text] are u using this as an excuse to tell me something [text] wasn’t me……………

( ;; monsieur <3 ;; ) Thénardier! When I get home I swear I'm going to strangle you!! Also, I think I might be gay ( ;; monsieur <3 ;; ) Fix it, now! Also, I think I might be gay ( ;; monsieur <3 ;; ) I just texted Montparnasse. He's being weirdly supportive. Also, I think I might be gay

#;; rp ;;#;; text ;;#;; monsieur thenardier ;;#gentofgoodintent2 #|| v.: **modern** ||#( is mme really the kind of trash who calls him 'monsieur <3' on her phone )#( u bet she is )#( omg i hope its ok i made this into a thread )

gentofgoodintent2-blog

"My god, I thought you said you could swim! What you did right there is called drowning!"

"Yeah, ‘bout that…”

"I never actually learned to swim, I just didn’t expect it t’ be so hard…”

#;; master of the house ;;#( fUCKING ---- )#( she's so mad rn like )#( monsieur !!! if you drown on me i'll ill u a second time >:o )#( totally illogical over protectiveness omg bUT SHE IS JUST WORRIED BOUT HIM )#( her husband almost drowned?? he's so relaxed?? she cannot comprehend. )#( i'm just laughing at her reaction in my head bc omg :|| i ship it. )

xnrequited

she wipes the blood from her brow with a shaking hand, glaring at her mother fiercely. ( why does she even pretend to care anymore ? )

” ‘s none of your business, maman. “

why does she ask? it's obvious, for one. and not that the answer is obvious, it is that the blood itself is very, very noticeable. then, there is the matter of her drunkenness; always a charitable factor. in truth, she doesn't know why she asks except for the answer: it is what she's used to. she feels a duty to do so, and not a duty to eponine, but a duty to habit. to the past which always took its due.

hands which had been reaching towards the blood still, and her fingers twitch, before she pushes ahead anyway, completely ignoring eponine as she takes the girl's chin in her hand sharply to inspect the wound. " 'at's a nasty cut. i suppose you were fighting? again? my my. 's a miracle you aren't dead in the streets by now. " all 'nastiness' is intentional. she feels eponine's rejection like a smart blow to the face; she vaguely knows it's true, and acutely knows she doesn't care what's true. if this is maternal love, it is demonic also.

#;; rp ;;#;; chat ;;#;; eponine ;;#xnrequited #( BREATHES HEAVILY @ YOU )

beauxtueur

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❛ Yeah, but it won't be me who'll be the unlucky bugger to tell HIM that.❜

#;; rp ;;#;; chat ;;#;; montparnasse ;;#beauxtueur #( omg so :|| I DON'T KNOW WHAT DYNAMIC THEY WOULD HAVE REALLY )#( but i feel like it would be a bitchy alliance with some healthy )#( i'm-only-looking-out-for-myself-ness tossed in buT i'm not sure u feel )#( also idk if you prefer canon or main so i'll go along with w/e makes u happier )#( so yeah i don't mind who you imply mme is talking about --- )#( could be javert or the monsieur or any of the patron minette )#( also -- hello kaitie uwu i'm ruth )

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