#.. anyway

mai i think dislikes babies but they like her a lot. also from a very very very very (unfortunate) young age she accepted bearing children as a non-negotiable part of her future so there’s both a sense of seamless resignation to it as well as disgust; this is why imo a pregnancy fic with her would be so interesting to explore. i want her to worry about being a horrible mother and i also want her to be a very flawed mother. i don’t want her to have a moment of ”ah, it was all worth it.” when she holds her baby for the first time. i don’t even necessarily want her to keep the baby. i want to explore what motherhood means for her and i want my fingernails to be dirty by the end of it because of how deep i dug to get there

Okay, so I’m sowing my slipper, and I’m just thinking about how Alois could rip a piece of his clothing (through unexplained events), and it seems to be something so often then Claude doesn’t see the point in always calling for new items of clothing, despite Alois’ anger of the impertinence (he thinks always calling for their personal tailor or for a second creation of his pre-recorded measurements is a display of lavishness and control and respectability). But, then in his own time, monologuing away with a slight, hidden grin-borderline-deadpanness (maybe he only does it the first or first two times and the triplets do it the rest) he flawlessly stitches the rips, and when he presents it to Alois, and Alois asks if he did this, which he replies “yes, your highness” and then then Alois tears up, and vows that he’ll cherish it forever.

*writes a gay little pamphlet about the necessity of atheism that angers the authorities and has them expel me from oxford*

i cannot tell you how long it took me to realize that when they said MLM they meant “multi-level marketing”