new intro post because im detaching most of my writing from this blog
✮ hello!! im mya / may / whatever you want to call me. she/they, lesbian, arospec
★ my writing blog is @orestes-fasting-pylades-drunk ! please check it out it means the world to me
★ you can also find me on ao3 as !! guess what!! kuniidealz <3
☆ fandoms: les mis, ut/dr, bsd, howls moving castle, tma, six of crows, stranger things, sally face, stardew valley, tadc, nevermore, wtnv
✮ band kid, writer, and incessantly passionate over everything
terfs fuck off ! we love our transfem sisters here!! bigots, facists, maga folk, and literally anyone in the basic dni criteria can also shove their heads up their asses while we're at it <3
("basic dni criteria" doesnt involve proshippers. i dont care for shipping discourse! blah blah blah, everything is fictional, and as long as youre respectful, i dont care!)
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@jbm-week day 6? i think? rainy day (yes im late by 3 minutes kiss my ass jk love u guys) || 936 wc || les mis || fluff, slice of life
synopsis: jbm has fun in the rain, ft. joly, who's terrified of catching a cold.
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“Get back here, ‘Chetta, you’re going to catch a cold!” Joly cried.
Musichetta just hummed a tune and did a spin. The rain beat down against the umbrella Joly held, and Bossuet kept giving glances between Musichetta and Joly, as if deciding whether he wanted to join in his girlfriend’s fun or keep his boyfriend free of worry. Musichetta noticed the way his foot tapped in rhythm to the tune she was humming, like a metronome.
“I’ll be okay, Joly. A cold isn’t the end of the world.” She returned. With a grin still wide on her face, she jumped excitedly in a puddle left on the sidewalk, grimacing playfully when the cold water splashed up onto her pants. Bossuet gave an affectionate sigh and nudged Joly in the side.
“She’s going to ask to steal my coat on the way home, isn’t she?”
Joly huffed. Musichetta scrunched up her face and blew raspberries in the boys’ direction. “I can hear you, you know!”
“We know, dear.” Bossuet gave calmly, still eyeing the puddles like he wanted to jump in them as well. Joly was practically staring a hole into the side of his head, as if to say “don’t do it, if you both get sick i will end you.”
A moment of contemplation was given on the subject, Musichetta could tell. Eventually, though, when she called for him to join her, he seemed to finally pick his side.
“Bossuet, please? I’m so lonely. Come hang out with me.” Said Musichetta.
“Bossuetttttt.” Warned Joly.
Bossuet looked between the both of them, gave a sigh, and slowly stepped out from beneath the umbrella. Joly gave him a look of betrayal.
“You didn’t.” He gasped dramatically, placing a hand over his heart. Bossuet chuckled lightly.
“I did. Apologies, Joly.” He gave, and with that, he walked over to greet his girlfriend. She gave an excited, high pitched noise and threw her arms around his neck.
“Oh, I love you, I love you, I love you.” Musichetta sung. Bossuet placed one hand on her hip and twisted a strand of her hair around a finger on the other.
“I love you too, ‘Chetta,” He gave, lips moving against the crown of her head. It was a moment of their gentle swaying and Joly’s jealous watching before she pulled back, and Bossuet took the opportunity to drop his hands to his sides and cast his face towards the sky to engage in the sensation of the rain falling on his face. Musichetta wondered if being bald made the rain feel weird upon his head. She had asked him, before— he only chuckled and took a sip of his tea. He hadn’t answered.
“Jolyyy.” She tried again. He cast her a look that said everything his mouth was about to, but she attempted anyways. “Hang out with us. Please? Because you love us?”
“I’m going to catch a cold.” He repeated for maybe the millionth time.
“You won’t. You’ll be fine. Either way, if you do, it isn’t the end of the world. You won’t die from a cold.”
“You don’t know that. People used to die of it, you know.”
“Used to, darling.” Musichetta shook her head to send the water from her hair flying all over the place. “We have modern medicine. You’re a doctor. You should know this.”
Joly just gave a presumptious ‘hmph!’ noise, walking over to the side of the walkway that had a collection of rocks. As he crouched down to examine them, Musichetta had hardly started another plea before coming to his side to see what he was looking at.
“What’cha lookin’ at?”
“Rocks.”
“Why?”
“I need to put one in the umbrella. It’ll fly off in this wind if there’s not something weighing it down.” He huffed. Musichetta frowned, confused, before realization hit her and her face lit up.
“You’re joining us?!” She cheered. He just gave a faint smile in return.
“Yes, you’ve won my heart over. Now, help me find an adequate rock.”
“Bossuet!” She called, crouching down beside Joly. “We’re rock hunting!”
He came to her side quickly, crouching down beside the two. “Huh? Why are we rock hunting?”
“Joly’s going to join us.” She smiled. “He wants to weigh down the umbrella with a rock. We’re finding an adequate one.”
“Oh, how fun!”
Over the course of the next five minutes, Bossuet and Musichetta had shown a couple of rocks to Joly, and after fawning over their smoothness or color, he had discarded them with a complaint about how they weren’t heavy enough, or how they had sharp edges that would rip the umbrella.
Eventually, though, Bossuet held out a stone in both hands. It was white. Or, near-white, with little grey markings. It was big enough to occupy both of Bossuet’s relatively large hands as it glistened with water atop its smooth surface. Joly made a noise of excitement at the sight of it.
“Oh, that’s gorgeous! And so smooth! This is it. This is it!”
Bossuet grinned at the sight of excitement upon his lover’s face, and Musichetta had to admit she did the same. When Joly upturned the umbrella to place it on the ground, wincing at the rain finally hitting him and his dry clothes, Bossuet gently lowered the rock into the upside-down umbrella to hold it steady while Joly didn’t attend to it.
Joly stood stiffly as the water slowly soaked his shirt, darkening near the shoulders and the back. When Bossuet took one of his hands, Musichetta took the other, and together, they walked away from the umbrella and into the rain.
obliterate the concept of "spoiling" a child. excise it from your lexicon like a cancer. that is some "the opposite of sin is suffering" Puritan ass bullshit. it is not possible to ruin a person through an overabundance of kindness.
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stupendously coherent and high effort polished rendition of my awesome incredibly serious idea for an au subplot where jonah's eyeballs get scooped out and put in a jar in the breakroom fridge and elias himself handles the trauma of being like 45 suddenly and having everyone hate you and probably back pain too im not sure i haven't reached that age yet
its actually easy to de-enshittify your digital experience all you need to do is install this browser extension and this browser extension and this browser extension and input this custom script into the advanced box and go into your system settings and reconfigure all these options you didnt know existed and change your entire workflow and switch to this alternative operating system and this alternative web browser and this alternative chat client and this alternative word processor and this alternative- sorry that one turned out to be malware delete that one okay now double check your task manager for unwanted background processes and element block these ads and invest in a good VPN and append all your searches with AI blocking keywords and wait a few years until everything you just did becomes shitty too so you can do it all over again okay kitten. its literally that easy.
happy 4th of july to those who celebrate! this country may suck ass and be filled with ugly-hearted politicians, but we can be better. remember to support your community in any way you can during these trying times <3 patroticism means loving your people, black, brown, queer, trans, and others included. be well and hold space for one another 🫶🫶
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Tag your moots and make them explain their username
Ray is my current preferred name after a long line of past-preferred names. I love this one especially more compared to others bc it's more gender neutral, and it can stand for both Rayden and Rayelle for either gender and just Ray when I'm in between and outside of the two, as a genderfluid guy
Haywire is the nickname of a crazy guy in a movie that I've heard and liked very much a few years ago, now it's my screen last name. So my username is literally a full name ekxnekcjel
Mines like… dead boring, red is my favourite colour and Pluto is one of my top two favourite characters in my favourite comic cough cough nevermore you should read it
I guess I’ll talk about some of my past usernames as well
I originally was stellagalaxia, which is a name of my main OC/Self-Insert-but-not-really. She has universe-adjacent motifs, if you couldn’t tell. I changed it because I want to decouple this name from my actual self, in case I ever wanna make a blog my oc “runs” (though I have yet to touch it)
I changed to infinity-times-infinity for a bit, which is my favorite line in my favorite song: Sun, by Sleeping At Last. It kinda encapsulates some deeply-held hopes/beliefs I have about the nature of the universe/existence, but I changed it again because I want to potentially use the url for a blog that is very specifically about Sleeping At Last’s body of work.
I am currently settled on we’re-here-because, which is a reference to a kind of inside joke within Nerdfighteria (you can read about it in John Green’s essay on Auld Lang Sine in The Anthropocene Reviewed, which is free as a podcast as well as a buyable book). I mostly took it becauee I was very surprised such a, what I consider, a high-value URL was avalible and wanted to take it first :P…It also describes some of the existentialism/optimistic nihilism that I ascribe to.
I'm just gonna insert myself here because I'm curious about some of my moots'
Basically i was making a tumblr and after my usual (theaceupmysleeve) was taken i went "what sums up my life/what i intend to post" and it was "well i'm probably going to make posts about stupid stuff i did that's minorly funny" and then i fucking misspelled it as the greatest part of environmental storytelling ever written
anyways
@hannisconfused @justalunaticfangirl @chocolatexx111 @umactuallyidkbutsparkles @agoodpretender @riven-wanders (also @t0mmmy and @runasulienadanika but i'm pretty sure i know vaguely your reasons)
ahhh I used to be super into an anime called bungou stray dogs (still am, actually!) and one of my fav characters is a guy named kunikida who never shuts up about his ideals and his opinions on the way the world should work. i stuck the name and the word together in my head one day during math class because I was bored (kunikida + ideals = kuniideals) and then changed the s to a z because I thought it looked cooler hehe
thanks for the ping!! im blanking on moots so open tags hehe
me trying to convince myself that the whole spectrum of human emotions is a good and necessary thing to feel even if its not comfortable while im actively experiencing emotions that make me feel like my bones are being dissolved in acid
heya, i wanna check in! ive been on holidays for like 2.5 weeks and am currently on an island off the coast of ireland and there are so so many sheep! also there was a teeny bird on the ferry that we saved and brought to a bird shelter in holland. other news is that i’m now totally obsessed with nightvale. anyway here’s a moth that was chilling in one of the places we stayed!
so that’s all, how are you doing? <3
omg hey!!! i always get SO excited to see you in my inbox, i love hearing from you!
SHEEP!! awwww ajshshsybdb sheep are so cute i love them. and good on you for helping the bird!!! i hope it lives a very long life doing whatever birds do. if youre curious, the moth in that photo is the black arches, im pretty sure! its also known as a nun moth :))
im doing great!!! very glad to be on summer break, and im thinking of taking some of those free online harvard courses because who doesnt like learning free stuff!! one im looking into is an analysis of othello and it made me think of you hehe. im looking forward to the 4th of july because im a fuckass american and even if my country sucks it means i get to eat good food and look at pretty lights :)
elaboration on the bird quickly, we actually found her on the top deck of a ferry! my dad identified her as a grouse chick, and our working theory is that some seagull snatched her up as a snack but dropped her? anyway it was my job to bring her down to the car so i was holding her in a food bag while leaving the ferry, and we just had to hope she didn’t squawk too loudly <3
ANYWAY thanks for identifying the moth that’s so cool!! i’ll have to let my sister know
free summer courses sound so cool omg i’ll definitely have to look into those! i’m gonna be honest, othello has fallen out of my favour bc everyone in it except the women are just shit in some way or another, but i think an analysis on it would still be really cool! it’s a very complex play :)
i lowk forgot fourth of july was a thing, i hope you enjoy it!! throw some boxes of tea into the sea, hell yeah
women are the coolest people ever im not surprised the men suck /j
the boston tea party wasn't until december (thats when we threw tea into the ocean) (the 4th of july is when we adopted the declaration of independence or something) (i wont bore you with my american lore) but ill throw some tea into the sea hell yeah
OOPS MY BAD ok uhhhhm i’ll throw a boston tea party here and you enjoy the fireworks! funfact the irish for fireworks is “tinte ealaíne” which directly translates to “fire art” which is neat i think!
women are literally the best ever shout out women <3
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heya, i wanna check in! ive been on holidays for like 2.5 weeks and am currently on an island off the coast of ireland and there are so so many sheep! also there was a teeny bird on the ferry that we saved and brought to a bird shelter in holland. other news is that i’m now totally obsessed with nightvale. anyway here’s a moth that was chilling in one of the places we stayed!
so that’s all, how are you doing? <3
omg hey!!! i always get SO excited to see you in my inbox, i love hearing from you!
SHEEP!! awwww ajshshsybdb sheep are so cute i love them. and good on you for helping the bird!!! i hope it lives a very long life doing whatever birds do. if youre curious, the moth in that photo is the black arches, im pretty sure! its also known as a nun moth :))
im doing great!!! very glad to be on summer break, and im thinking of taking some of those free online harvard courses because who doesnt like learning free stuff!! one im looking into is an analysis of othello and it made me think of you hehe. im looking forward to the 4th of july because im a fuckass american and even if my country sucks it means i get to eat good food and look at pretty lights :)
elaboration on the bird quickly, we actually found her on the top deck of a ferry! my dad identified her as a grouse chick, and our working theory is that some seagull snatched her up as a snack but dropped her? anyway it was my job to bring her down to the car so i was holding her in a food bag while leaving the ferry, and we just had to hope she didn’t squawk too loudly <3
ANYWAY thanks for identifying the moth that’s so cool!! i’ll have to let my sister know
free summer courses sound so cool omg i’ll definitely have to look into those! i’m gonna be honest, othello has fallen out of my favour bc everyone in it except the women are just shit in some way or another, but i think an analysis on it would still be really cool! it’s a very complex play :)
i lowk forgot fourth of july was a thing, i hope you enjoy it!! throw some boxes of tea into the sea, hell yeah
women are the coolest people ever im not surprised the men suck /j
the boston tea party wasn't until december (thats when we threw tea into the ocean) (the 4th of july is when we adopted the declaration of independence or something) (i wont bore you with my american lore) but ill throw some tea into the sea hell yeah
