The Miserable(s) Month - 2022
this is the official prompt list for the miserable(s) month! It's organized into 4 general themes:
1-9 October: Red
10-16 October: Light
17-23 October: Friendship
24-30 October: Romance/Romanticism
October 31st: Halloween
The purpose of this month is to energize and create fan content for les mis. Every facet of the fandom and every media is welcome!
Post your work to the tumblr tags #the miserables month, #the miserables month 2022, during the month and preferably tag this blog to make sure we see it! Fanfiction is very welcome
the prompts are just suggestions and works not on theme are also welcome
thank you @thecandlesticksfromlesmis @pilferingapples @flowers-and-literature @what-does-a-man-do @oh-no-my-ear @sharki-leftishark for the prompts!
prompt list text under the cut:
RED
fire
heart
fabric
spark
flower
blood
ink
black
LIGHT
wish
lantern
sun
moon
magic
dark
FRIENDSHIP
comfy
reincarnation
key
flame
greeting
last
ROMANCE/ROMANTICISM
first glance
message
hands
reflection
soulmates
smile
DAWN
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So, the prompt “Soulmates” for day 29 of @themiserablesmonth and the line in the book about complementary colours gave me the idea for an AU where your soulmate always wears the opposite colour to you (unless you get dressed together and deliberately coordinate or something.)
Red And Green
Grantaire liked to wear green. It suited him, he thought, better than any other colour. His wardrobe was almost entirely green. So he always wore green.
What troubled him was that Enjolras always wore red. The universe seemed to enjoy teasing him, making it seem as if he and Enjolras were meant to be. And he knew it couldn’t be. He hardly expected Enjolras to even look at him, let alone love him, and certainly not to be with him forever.
Of course, he couldn’t exactly blame Enjolras for liking the colour. He’d be a massive hypocrite if he did, since he also wore one colour most of the time. But he could prove once and for all that they weren’t meant to be. He searched through every second hand shop he could find, until finally, he found something. It was admittedly a little over the top, definitely a costume rather than a regular coat, but it was only for one meeting. If Grantaire could prove that he wasn’t supposed to be with Enjolras, maybe he could move on. He doubted it, but he told himself he could.
Cosette was the first person Grantaire saw, as they arrived at the same time, and she noticed Grantaire’s unusually red costume. “Cool coat, Grantaire! Are you dressing up as the man from that film we all love singing along to? You know, the one who looks like my dad?”
Grantaire laughed, he had to admit there was a resemblance. “Maybe, maybe not. But I’m wearing it to test out a theory, not to start a circus.”
“That’s a shame, I can really see Les Amis doing all the acrobatics!” Cosette laughed. “Am I allowed to know what your theory might be?”
They walked into the café, and Grantaire was too shocked to answer. He stared across the room at Enjolras, who, for the first time ever to Grantaire’s knowledge, was wearing green.
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Wow I didn't realize I had such a good week till just now.
- I went to my first ever wrestling show and saw my favorite wrestlers live.(I had fun cheering and booing at the top of my lungs with my siblings too, lol)
- I reached out to a Podcaster who's work I really like, who's open to talking to me more in the future if I have stuff to share.
- I had breakfast with my mom and got some new clothes that I think are cute(after a doctor's appointment, I really was dreading)
- Had some really good Japanese food
- I feel I'm finally getting my strength back after 3 years (I just feel more healthy in general)
And some many other little things that made me happy. This time of the month is usually the worst, but this is the first time since I don't know when I just had a good solid week😊
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Tw: negative
Wish you could like... sue your depressed for all the time and money it costs to take care of it and anything else that results from it.
I never wanted depression so why do I need to pay for the things that make me not want to off myself? (Pills/therapy/etc.)
For the rest of my life I'll need to pay for the things that are gonna keep me alive because of something I cannot control. I can't just tell my brain 'hey, work properly so we don't wanna fucking die'
If I hadn't been depressed in school I would've planned ahead, I would have been better than where I am today.
I never thought I'd get to 18 and I'm gonna be 26 in April. I don't blame past me because they weren't doing well. Unmedicated. I don't wanna go back to that. It was scary. Actively thinking it's easier to die is fucking terrifying.
Living is so fucking expensive.
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