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|| I had a dream about enjolras on the barricades and I remember none of it except that I had it and also that I love enjolras with my entire soul

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                          … why do i find myself missing a life that never even was? 

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Summary: Les Amis come up with a plan that helps them storm the national guard and survive the barricade. Enjolras is arrested in the chaos, sent to jail and an interrogation under none other than Javert, who finds his suicidal plans foiled. Confused and finding himself changed after Valjean spared his life, Javert takes Enjolras to none other than Valjean himself, and from there, everything changes.

Chapter Summary: Enjolras finds himself under the care of Valjean, Javert, and Cosette, tenuous new bonds forming even as emotions run high. Valjean wonders what to do with a wanted man and a police inspector in his house, fretful over whether or not to tell the truth about his life to Cosette. The Amis regroup, devastated by Enjolras’ arrest. Javert opts for life, instead of death.

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“So what. If I die, I die.”

— (via t1cc)

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“That means get lost, Squidward.” *R

“ –––– oh. �� 

For all that they never did get along, it wasn’t particularly unusual for the two of them to find themselves the only occupant of their meeting spaces. Enjolras, because he often lost himself in whatever he was working on ; Grantaire, because –––– well, Enjolras really wasn’t sure why Grantaire came to their meetings in the first place, given that he seemed to dislike everything they discussed, much less why he sticks around so long afterwards. 

God only knew what possessed him to break their habitual silence today, to cross the invisible divide separating them in their respective corners of the room. Maybe it was the lingering aftereffects of his conversations earlier with Courfeyrac about the necessity of reaching out to more people to gather more support for their efforts. So much for that ; a dozen words into their conversation, and here they were. Perhaps this is why they didn’t often speak directly to each other –––– evidently, nothing good was to come of it.

“ I see. I’ll leave you alone then. ”

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"good morning. you look dreadful."

“ Uh-huh. Thanks. ”

To be perfectly frank, he hadn’t really registered the words she spoke –––– nor was he entirely certain of the words that left his mouth. An all-nighter at the end of a busy week of juggling schoolwork and protest planning and truncated sleep, and he was feeling only a quarter of the way human, maybe less. Most of what remained awake of his conscious mind was too busy attempting not to stumble over his own feet to bother with such unnecessary tasks like communication. Walking first ; talking could come later. 

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“ i may have punched him – ”

“ You mean that one guy from the econ department ? Good. ”

The man in question had been an unwelcome guest in their last few meetings, sneering in a corner as he periodically interrupted discussions with sudden heckling and smug, unhelpful counterpoints. If he’d been punched, then he’d gotten nothing more than what he had coming all along. 

“ Although –––– the tiny sliver of responsibility in my head requires that I tell you punching is generally frowned upon as a method of conflict resolution. ”

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WHAT KIND OF TEA ARE YOU ?

You got: Echinacea Tea

You are a protector, a visionary who strives to make the world a better place for those around you. Not only are you fundamentally kind and caring, but you have the drive to turn your big heart into big action. Sometimes your altruistic and humanitarian attitude makes those closest to you feel unimportant, so take the time to remind them how you love them *specifically*. And don’t forget to take time for yourself, either. You’ll burn yourself out if you make taking care of others your full-time job.

Tagged : stole it from @twistedfortune​ Tagging : anyone who wants to steal it from me

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My muse is feeling touch-starved.

Send one of the following touches for my muse’s reaction. Bonus points for a description/context of some kind to make it easier for your partner to respond!

❤ - gentle or loving touch (romantic or platonic!), such as face caressing, holding your muse, rubbing their back, petting their hair, hugging them tightly, etc

ღ - kisses of any kind (romantic or platonic) such as cheek kisses, hair kisses, mouth kisses, kiss to the hand/fingertips or eyelids, etc. feel free to specify a body part!

☕ - reassuring touch, such as holding their hand, gripping their shoulder, guiding them by the arm or by a hand on the small of their back, etc

❥ - rough, violent, or dominant touch, such as gripping the back of their neck, holding them down, shoving them into a wall, digging their nails into them, grabbing their jaw, etc

❣ - add this to any of the above to make it sexual. 

¿ - write your own touches!

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❣️ pls give him some maman kisses on the forehead or something;;;;

Send ❣️ for a kiss to a specific spot.

The first night they spend all under the same roof, she can hardly sleep. It’s a cold February night, the winter chill a thing that creeps close to the bones and makes her breath just a little shorter; but they’re all together again, through magic or providence or sheer dumb luck; and the excitement of the day has carried over. So she slips out of the cramped bed, and pads barefoot to the other little bedroom, where the two little ones – not so little any longer – are asleep.

Or, mostly asleep. A single ray of moonlight through the shutter illuminates sleepy blue eyes barely cracked open.

“You should be asleep, Doré,” she says, taking care to make as little sound possible as she sits on Aurélien’s side of the bed. Her hand strokes through his hair.

“Couldn’t sleep,” he mumbles. His voice is slurred with exhaustion, but he visibly fights to keep his eyes open and fixed on her. “Maman, this isn’t a dream, is it? You’ll still be here when I wake up?”

A lump forms in her throat. For a moment, she is lost for words; all she can do is smooth his hair back from his forehead, and press a kiss there, then another one to the very tip of his nose, which earns her a sleepy giggle.

“I will still be here when you wake up tomorrow,” she says. “I promise.”

They will speak more in the morning, all of them, about what to do next and where to go from here. But for now, this is more than enough.

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14 & 15? They're kinda related but yolo!

14. Do you think rp has had a positive or negative affect on your life or you as a person?

can I say “ both ” or is that too much of a copout. the negative is that I’m both a very sedentary and an introverted person by nature, and rp ( and tumblr / the internet in general ) does a great job of enabling my worst hermit-y tendencies. I can blame rp for getting me into tumblr, and for all the time since then that i’ve sunk into this blue hellsite. the positive is the people i’ve met through it. some of them, i reconnected with after like three years of losing touch with one another, and it’s like we never stopped being friends. i dare hope that we’ll stay lifelong friends. this is the internet, of course, and people pop up and disappear all the time, but i hope that the friendships i have will last me forever. and even if they don’t last until i’m 80, i still can say that i’ve met some wonderful people, and we’ve shared some wonderful things. 

15. How has rp changed you personally?

I don’t know that the act of roleplaying has changed me much –– it’s made me a better writer and a more close reader ( to texts I care to devote that much energy to, at least ), but I’m not sure that it’s had a great impact on me as a person. the people I’ve met through rp is a differently story. i’ve learned to be a kinder person –– to be unashamedly and loudly kind to people, especially people that i care about. ( it’s easier to do on the internet, for some reason, but i try to bring it into real life too. ) i’ve learned not to be ashamed of the things i enjoy, even if it makes me look like a huge nerd ( newsflash : i am a huge nerd. ) i’ve learned to be more self-aware and more deliberate about how i go about and exist and interact in the world. i’ve just learned so much. and i’ve found friends with whom i can share my nerdery as well as my deepest insecurities and vulnerabilities. i just. i love them i love i love i love and i’m so grateful. 

a random ooc meme i found floating around

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4, 11, 30?

4. How do you explain rp to someone in the real world ?

The short answer is that I don’t ? The longer answer is that I don’t talk about RPing ( beyond maybe a generic I occasionally do some writing ) to people who I feel like will judge me for it or look at me oddly or whatever. So if I’m talking about it at all, I’m talking about it to close friends whom I can afford to sound weird to. I’m pretty sure I’ve literally said I used to roleplay –– wait, not the sex thing before. My explanation tends to be something along the lines of “ writing as a character with other people online, ” or maybe “ it’s like fanfic, but you only write one character and someone else writes another character. ” Good enough, I guess. 

11. What do you know now about rp that you wish you knew when you first started?

oooooooh this is a good question. hmph. I think a big one is that you’re not obligated to write anything or with anyone that you don’t want to. I’m pretty bad at saying no to people in general, and it was worse when I was a baby RPer and insecure about, well, everything. I made myself write a lot of things that made me uncomfortable, and write with a few people that I didn’t really click with, and I really didn’t have to do that. 

30. How have you responded to popular slang used on tumblr? Do you use it in every day life? Do you use it at all?

Too goddamn much. I absorb tumblr / internet lingo like a dumbass sponge and regurgitate it in real life, to the extreme confusion of 1) my coworkers, 2) my less internet-y friends, and 3) even my internet-y friends that don’t occupy my precise corner of the internet. 

a random ooc meme i found floating around

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the be honest meme.   aka things you lowkey want to talk about but don’t because you don’t know how to bring it up. send me a number and i’ll tell you the honest truth. either a simple yes or no answer or a detailed response.

What would prevent you from following someone?

Are aesthetics important to you? If they are, why?

What current rp trend do you hate?

How do you explain rp to someone in the real world?

Do you prefer interacting with male muses or female more? Why? 

Do you prefer writing male muses or female more? Why?

What’s your opinion on call out posts? 

Name any three things about the rpc that bother you.

What is your opinion on exclusivity? Do you practice it? Why / why not?

Have you ever had a bad experience with commissions? As either someone who makes them or as someone who buys them?

What do you know now about rp that you wish you knew when you first started?

Have you been involved in drama? Do you regret it?

Have you ever thought about leaving rp? What caused it? What changed your mind?

Do you think rp has had a positive or negative affect on your life or you as a person?

How has rp changed you personally?

If you could change one thing about rp on tumblr, what would it be? Why?

Have you ever sent a message to yourself on anon? Why?

Have you ever sent hate to yourself on anon? Why? 

Do you delete anon hate or post and address it? Why?

Have you ever felt pressured to write something you weren’t comfortable with?

Have you ever followed someone because you felt like you had to, not because you wanted to?

What would make you block someone?

Have you ever stolen something from someone else?

Have you ever had something stolen from you? If so, how did you handle it?

Are you open to duplicates? Why / why not?

How do you feel about vague posting? 

Do you follow people even if they don’t follow you back?

Do you read people’s rules before following or interacting?

What is your opinion on “reblog karma” and do you practice it?

How have you responded to popular slang used on tumblr? Do you use it in every day life? Do you use it at all?

Is there something you don’t know the meaning of but you haven’t asked anyone because you think it’s supposed to be general knowledge? Was there ever something you had to ask someone to explain? 

Have you ever experienced discrimination? 

How do you feel about personal blogs following your rp blog?

Have you ever cried while writing a reply?

Do you read other people’s threads or do you only read your own?

What’s one thing that other people seem to hate that doesn’t bother you?

How do you feel about tagging triggers? Do you tag them? How do you determine what is triggering content and what isn’t?

What advice would you give to someone new to rp?

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so we're just stealing looks now are we.

“ Okay, first of all, you do not have an exclusive claim to the Blonde and Pretty Boy aesthetic. Second of all, Blonde and Pretty Boy was my brand way before I ever met you. Also, you literally asked me where to get clothes, so if anyone here is stealing looks it’s you.”

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ACTUALLY GOOD OFPD, MY HEART CAN'T TAKE IT

|| ACTUALLY !!!!! GOOD !!!!!! OFPD !!!!!!! WITH GOOD LINES !!!!! AND EYE CONTACT !!!!! AND HAND HOLDING !!!!! AND SMILES !!!!!! I DIE !!!!!!!!