#first time in france

[mo-online]

annual reminder that kevin only knows how to speak french with a marseille accent

[hyacinthsdiamonds]

"Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery that mediocrity can pay to greatness.”- Oscar Wilde.

[ask18thcenturyrussia]

[endlesstrash]

happy lesbian visibility week

[yumyumpod]

Watching The Expanse for the first time: Windmills

[vertigoartgore]

Christian Goussale's cover for the French Fantastic Four album "S.O.S Atlantis" (Les 4 Fantastiques N°34, 1984).

[temtamtom]

Thinking…. Plotting, perhaps…. Scheming, even…. Brainstorming, if you are so inclined.

I went to a museum today (had a blast) and now I’m thinking of François’ childhood. Which means I’m also thinking about his papa.

Designs not final! I won’t tag this properly, but reblogs are welcome. I just felt like sharing this

[the-words-we-sung]

Day 7: purple 💜

Can you hold me?

For Simon’s Month 2024 hosted by @youngroyals-events

[littlefankingdom]

Everytime something happens in France in a comic, I realize how little researches comics writers do. And like, if they are this bad with my western country, how bad it is with third-world countries they talk about???

In Nightwing (2016), Raptor is from a circus that was near Paris during Mary Grayson's childhood, so more than 40 years ago at least.

In this flashback, they accuse the mayor of Paris of having given leprosy to the romani and of keeping away the meds they need. Already, with our healthcare's system, it's hardly possible, as they would be able to go to a hospital to get the help they need. Do they think "public healthcare" means the state has a direct control on medication, because that's not the case at all. The French gov control the money put into medication, how much is bought, but a mayor has no power over this. I just don't understand how something like this could happen. You can totally write a racist medical scandal in France, but makes it make sense with our system.

But also, Paris didn't have a mayor until 1977, so if it's before 1977, impossible. And, Paris' mayor from 1977 to 1995 is JACQUES CHIRAC, who was the PRESIDENT after. They wrote a story implying that a French President kept medications away from sick people, was discovered and was still elected President. And, yes, the French government is far from good and they have deeply harmed the romani, but like, maybe don't write shit like that. (Also, Chirac was really against the war of Iraq, and stood up against the US, which France is still paying the price for to this day. So I don't really like an USAmerican to criticize Chirac. Like, we can do it, others can do it, but not USAmericans, y'all have done enough) I'm pretty sure that wasn't the goal of the writers. No, what happen is that they didn't do researches about Paris' mayor and so, wrote that shit.

This may be inspired by the contaminated blood's scandal in the 80s-90s, which was worst in France, but no mayor was found guilty, it was doctors who knowingly contaminated patients with a deadly illness. And the French government was held accountable, even if they had no hand in it, as a matter of principle.

I understand it's a fiction, and they didn't literally wrote "Chirac did this", but it's kind of clumsy. (Especially because of everything I wrote earlier about Chirac's politics and how the US is still punishing France for being against killing civilians and destroying Iraq. France was doing the right thing, and the US worked so France would go back in line and treat Arabs like shit. Do not think western countries are free from the US' imperialism)

And in no way I'm saying that you cannot write France being awful, I know my gov's crimes (rn, they have deported homeless out of Paris for the Olympics, the President is refusing to acknowledge the left won the elections and to take a leftist prime minister so we have no prime minister since mid July and fuck democracy I guess, they support Israel's crimes against humanity, and are behaving like the colonizers that they are in New-Caledonia, sending the armies against the Kanaks that have not enough power on their own land), I'm just saying it should at least be believable enough to work. (Easiest way: make the cops racist. Boom. Also, French cops talk like vilains, it's insane.) And also, not about someone touchy like clumsily painting badly a president that was punished by the US for doing the right thing.

[hayaku14]

gymnast kaito x sharpshooter shinichi meet-cute in the olympics au

[jaynuu]

keychain designs perhaps 🫣

[saltcherrycat]

• Angel Cloud •

[rogloptimist]

I KNOW NOT; AM I MY BROTHER’S KEEPER? - SIMON AND ADAM YATES

what do you mean i have a problem i only make one of these every other day ,, (credits under cut)

inscriptions cain read in abel's eyes - silvina ocampo // adam yates and simon yates - stage 1, tour de france 2023 (michael steele/getty images) // adam yates and simon yates - stage 1, tour de france 2023 // adam and simon yates become the first twins to top a tour de france stage - the week staff // adam yates and simon yates - vuelta a espana 2018 // adam yates and simon yates - stage 5, tour de l'avenir 2013 // adam yates and simon yates - il lombardia 2014 (watson) // first encounter of the twin kind - chris sidwells // adam yates and simon yates - chris sidwells // simon yates - vuelta a espana 2018 (tim de waele/getty images) // brother of mine - j. suh // adam yates - stage 14, vuelta a espana 2018 (alamy) // his brother's keeper: adam yates held back to guide simon to vuelta victory - patrick fletcher // adam yates and simon yates - vuelta a espana 2018 // simon yates bursts out of twin adam's tour de france shadow with stage win - mike walters // adam yates and simon yates - stage 1, tour de france 2023 (letour.com) // 'the wink that said let's go' - yates brothers race in sync at tour de france - sophie smith // after forever ends - melodie ramone // adam yates and simon yates - stage 1, tour de france 2023 (papon bernard/reuters) // the long way to a small, angry planet - becky chambers // simon yates instagram // the solitude of prime numbers - paolo giordano // simon yates and adam yates (mitchelton-scott) // simon yates and adam yates - stage 2, tour de france 2023 // killing flies - michael dickman // a brother named gethsemane- natalie diaz // adam yates and simon yates (sprint cycling agency x bici.pro) 

[lopposting]

The original waltz, "Fascination", written in 1904, and quite fitting to the game: composed by a man who had italian origins, but written in france.

Do you ever think he imagined people still like his song?

[jessicas-pi]

For the au ask game! Sabezra in a *flips through my au ideas list* private detectives au

so. yeah. this. this is egregiously late. But it's HERE! At long last!

....to be entirely honest I don't even know what this is. it's sabezra. they're private detectives. let's just leave it at that.

---

"Ezra, what are you doing?"

Her partner in preventing crime (and occasional partner in actual crime---they may or may not have broken into a house once; no one could prove anything) had stopped in the middle of the grim alleyway, staring at nothing in particular.

"Sabine..." he said slowly. "I think this is where I met you."

Sabine did a double-take, looking around with keen eyes. The place didn't seem familiar, but she'd been so distracted on that day, she probably wouldn't know it if she was there.

"Is it?" she asked, strolling back to him, hiking up her long skirt and stepping cautiously around the filth on the ground. "You think so?"

"Mm-hm." A nostalgic smile twitched at the corner of his mouth. "You know, I've still got the handkerchief you gave me."

Sabine grinned at him. "Of course you do. You were in the throes of violent yearning. You couldn't bear to part with it."

"And my nose was still bleeding."

"That too."

"And if you recall, I did try to give it back to you---later." His smile grew proud. "Tracked you down with just your monogram and a glimpse at your face. First bit of detecting I ever did."

Sabine slipped her arm through his, hopping lightly over something that could have been a filthy rag or maybe the carcass of a large rat, as they continued on their trek towards home. The streets cleared up when they got to the main roads, but there was still the inevitable splash of mud.

Mud was everywhere in London.

"I thought you might have been a princess when I saw you on the stairs then," he blurted out, and she tilted her head up to look at him from beneath the brim of her large flowered hat. He gave her a sweetly bashful smile and a shrug. "With those big white puffs in your hair---"

"Ostrich feathers," she filled in automatically, turning her attention back to the pavement and nodding politely to a gentleman and lady who passed by them.

"---and that white dress, too." Ezra laughed to himself. "Golly, you're lucky you kept it. Your old lady wasn't gonna give you a nickel for another one."

Sabine squeezed his arm affectionately. "I could have worn any dress."

"Well, no one would have thought it was a proper wedding if we hadn't got you in white."

"No one thought it was a proper wedding when we did," she retorted. "They thought I was degrading myself."

"Then the joke is on them, because I hit the big time pretty well, didn't I?"

Sabine arched an eyebrow. "You wouldn't have amounted to anything if I hadn't got us into the illustrated papers."

Ezra paused on the pavement as they reached the steps of their lodgings, looking thoughtful.

"You're right. I wouldn't have."

"Then it seems you're lucky you've got me."

He looked right into her eyes and grinned boyishly, slipping into his most intolerably trans-Atlantic accent. "We do make a pretty bang-up team, don't we?"

"A jolly good one," she nodded in prim agreement, adopting an obnoxiously posh tone, and they both giggled, smiling at each other for a moment more before a distant clock chimed the quarter of the hour, reminding them that they were on a schedule.

"Well, I suppose we had best go on in. Our client will be here any minute now."

"I guess so."

And with that, the unstoppable team of Bridger and Bridger ascended the steps of their home at 221b Spectre Street, arm-in-arm.