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Rip Combeferre and Gauvain, you two would’ve be besties

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this has probably been done

Left him with a cousin, the cousin committed (political) suicide Left him with nothing but ruined pride, nought to do but hide A voice saying Maia, thou hast to fend for thyself They never will respect thee if thou art no pale-faced elf There would have been nothing new to find for someone not as kind He was forgotten and out of mind Relegated and left behind Needed teaching, reaching to make things better just a smidge Tradin' with the Barizheise, stepping out to build a bridge Desperately climbing out of every plot he lands in Planning for the future, see him now as he stands in An airship taking him back from whence he came In Cetho you can get a new name...

What's your name, man? -Edrehasivar the Seventh -that doesn't scan, man -sssssh

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I used to pride myself on carrying as few objects as possible on my person (I think this stemmed from a rebellion against my family's tendency to keep buying me purses and cosmetics in a futile hope that it would spark some kind of latent femininity in me). Keys (mandatory), wallet (if leaving the neighborhood), and phone (optional, but hard to part with).

Recently I have been exploring a sort of butch maximalism with my everyday carry and have realized that I have been so, so wrong about this. Carrying a bunch of objects with you rules. You want snacks? I got em. Have a headache? I got your tylenol right here. Need a knife? Who do you think I am. Of course I have a knife. Better living through pockets full of junk.

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the wiki article on “Illegitimacy in fiction” is a masterpiece

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ok so

I've seen this going around on Tumblr many times (thank you Les Miserables tumblr), to the point where I make an offhand allusion to it in one of my fics

but

the caption "some good math I'm not going to argue with that" I just assumed that was a joke because Victor Hugo hates math so of course he would make an error in his captions

however, 47+30 is indeed 77, I am a mathematician and can confirm this.

I guess even Grantaire can do math when something important (betting on dominoes) is involved.

Now that I have figured out how to get things from my old phone to my laptop, I can finally post this little gem.

The photo is really crappy, but!!! This is an illustration by Victor Hugo of that scene where Grantaire is playing dominoes at the Barrière du Maine.

The caption says:

- et vla ma culotte! in which culotte is some dominoes slang term meaning that you’re losing but can also be read as “here go my pants”

- 47 + 30 = 77 which is some good math I’m not going to argue with that

 Grantaire could be either one (I’m betting on the left though) but either way he HAS A MOUSTACHE now discuss

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Just your typical children’s book stuff from Animorphs #15: The Escape

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honestly love that as of the great hunt you can catch verin outright lying but the reveal of such is separated by several hundred pages from the exact wording and it happens before the explicit reveal that the black ajah isn't bound by the three oaths. and then this doesn't come up again for ten books.

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Can I Please Eat In The Computer Room Tonight? by Nicole Nikolich (2025)

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TRYING TO WIPE THE BLOOD AND NUCLEAR SLUDGE OFF MY MOUTH BUT MOSTLY JUST SMEARING IT AROUND SEXILY(?)

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It's important to drink a lot of fluids when you're sick so that your body has the raw materials to generate gallons of snot.

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and are death and the maiden perhaps looking for a third

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It's my 12 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

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[redacted] just jumped off a bridge and there's still 150 pages left in this book! girl what! i was not ready for the forces you represent to be removed from the narrative!

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It's insane that pants were named after a fictional character who wore pants

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What if we nosed on the Ogier homeworld

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HIGHLY EMBARRASSING NAVEL GAZING LOOK AWAY ok thank you

twenty years ago, baby ireny uploaded this les mis fanart to deviantART. it wasn't her first ever les mis fanart, but it was the first piece of art she ever scanned and colored digitally (you can tell). recently i came across it again while organizing my files and i guess i felt like i couldn't let this anniversary pass unmarked.

sometimes i worry that my art hasn't improved enough over time, and maybe it hasn't. but i'm still pretty happy with where i am in life and i would be lying if i said combeferre hasn't played a role in all of it, somewhere through the years.

also, apparently i haven't changed my hairstyle since freshman year of high school. in my defense, i didn't have an imaginary courfeyrac in my head

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I reblogged this a couple weeks ago but since then I went to the art museum and saw this painting of Edna St. Vincent Millay which immediately make me think of "what if Han and Leia's daughter was a swaggering space pirate"

there's a secret good sequel series that lives only in brain where finn and rey are force-sensitive foils to each other and they still spend movie #2 entirely apart but it's because they're exploring parallel and at time opposite relationships with the force and their place in the universe

and in my secret good version. okay hear me out. the han-leia kid is a hot lady. okay. are we following. and she DOES abandon luke's new jedi, not by falling and murdering people, but by stealing the millennium falcon and running off to escape responsibility and swaggers around with incredible han solo "loser pretending to be cool" energy. and then. she accidentally picks up two force sensitive teens on jakku and she's like. are you KIDDING me