I am constantly editing/changing these, most of them aren't really in a coherent order yet and some of them are currently ridiculously short because I haven't really found the right niche of songs for their dynamic yet, but here you go ^.^ (also I will be making and linking a masterpost for each one explaining why I chose all the songs, but if anyone ever has any song recommendations or wants to know about a specific song that's already on there, feel free to send me an ask!)
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unpopular opinion but jacques/esme is actually a pretty underrated and intriguing ship and probably the only m/f jacques ship iâm interested in. like, jacques/esme complicates jacquesâ character in a way other ships rarely could. though jacques/olaf was a firefighter/firestarter ship too but the jacques in that relationship is just kind of misguided (about what kind of person olaf was) and overly optimistic and probably nostalgic about their past teenage fling and guilty over his friendsâ involvement in olafâs parents murder. that makes him misguidedly thinks olaf was still redeemable and makes me want to scream about how heâs going to get killed by his optimism one day wait he already did and while i enjoyed that, i think jacques/esme has more potential in a different side of jacques. esme didnât canonically have the opera night parentsâ drama like olaf did and seemed to just enjoy being in which makes the writer has to give jacques a reason that he would want to get involved with esme, a side of her he knew that nobody else did and that adds more backstories to both characters. idk i just want him to have some unseen side or be a little more problematic than the all-too-noble volunteer he seemed to be. like we did see how he absolutely believed in vfdâs child recruiting thing despite all the problematic-ness of it (wth is the correct noun here) and i appreciate the show for showing that but i really want more
(tho i do think jacques/bertrand would be interesting in different ways like âboth as poster child of vfd perfect volunteer but nothingâs as simple as it seemsâ kind of way, and jacques/jerome is pretty nice too)
(a month ago i havenât even thought of this ship but now ... yeah ... i blame @virginian-wolfsnake for getting me addicted with this pairing ...)
âIt's the tattoo!â a VFD citizen pointed at Olafâs left ankle and cried out.
With a roar, Olaf ran back to his motorcycle and, with another roar, he started the engine. âHop aboard, Esme!â he called out to her.
âIt's Esme Squalor!â an Elder cried. âShe used to be the city's sixth most successful financial advisor, but now she works with Count Olaf!â
âI heard the two of them are dating!â Mrs. Morrow said in horror.
âWe are dating!â Esme cried in triumph. She climbed aboard Olaf's motorcycle and tossed her helmet to the ground in an overdramatic fashion, looking as in as ever, if she could say so herself.
âSo long, Baudelaires!â Olaf called, zooming through the angry crowd. âI'll find you again, if the authorities don't find you first!â
Esme cackled as the motorcycle roared off across the flat landscape at more than twice the legal speed limit, but somehow, a similar scene from ages ago suddenly flew through her mind.
âIs this the fastest you can go, Snicket?â she teased, tauntingly, as the motorcycle sped forward under the bright moonlight.
Jacques rolled his eyes, refusing to rise to the bait, âThereâs something called safety, Esme, ever heard of it?â
âYeah,â she scoffed, âlast time I heard, it was out.â
Her lips twitched slightly in distaste at the memory, not sure why it suddenly came to mind after so many years. Maybe it was because theyâd just killed Jacques. Still, it wasnât as if she still cared about him â no, scratch that â it wasnât as if sheâd ever cared about him in the first place.
She needed to get him out of her mind.
âFaster,â Esme hissed into Olafâs ears, when she realized he was gradually slowing down because the VFD village was far away enough.
Confusion seeped through his voice, âThey wonât catch up with us from this distanceââ
âI said faster,â she snarled. She craved for the speed -- lightning speed was in -- it was always in. If Olaf kept this slow pace that wasnât enough to give her the thrill of being on a motorcycle, it was going to remind her of that idiot Snicket.
He hesitated for the briefest moment before shrugging, âAs you wish,â and accelerated.
Leaving the village and her memories of Jacques Snicket far, far behind.
She wasnât a person to ever look back, after all.
âMmm⊠well, luckily, I happen to be very,â she squeezed her thighs around his hips, rocking against him once to emphasise the word, and his knuckles whitened as he gripped her waist even tighter, âclose with the fashion columnist for The Daily Punctilio, and I have it on very good authority that heâs planning on taking his incredibly stylish girlfriend to that exact location this very evening.â
Jacques couldnât contain his smile, even as he tried to play along with her game. âAnd Iâm sure, since heâs taking his stylish and beautiful girlfriend,â and he was almost certain he wasnât imagining the way she relaxed a little against him as he said it, or just how natural the word felt on his tongue, âto this restaurant, it should be appearing in this morningâs edition of his column, just so everyone else in the City is caught up with just how In it is, yes?â
