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[ruinesenrepa]

Dernier jour de pluie

Samedi matin, les rues pleurent.

À vrai dire, je pleure aussi.

Je tente d’effacer les preuves de la veille,

Ces preuves qui me rappellent que rien n’est éternel.

J’avance à pas rompu dans ce boulevard qui se réveille,

Me demandant, je lève la tête :

« Les nuages sont-ils témoins de ce que vomit la Seine ? »

Puis soudain, je me rappelle;

Peu à peu disparaissent les souvenirs de la veille.

[comehereeveryday]

Brown as Joker but variant of Hisoka

[sloppypears-ash-sg]

HPRC BIF BOTET - but in French (Google Translate)

NOTE: The translation may not be fully accurate! This was made with Google Translate!

Centre de récupération alimenté à la main - Hand-Powered Recovery Center

Entrez le nom - Enter name

[noctishy]

^ first design idea draft

A recent OC which I had to draw a character-design ref sheet for a work preceding my admission into an art school for next year (!!!!!). Her name is Liane and she's a failgirl (I created her from scratch for this specific work but I might draw illus with her later...?)

English translation of the text under the cut/read more

MAIN TEXT : Liane is a fantasy book author. She tends to create her own outfits herself, based on her characters' costumes, to wear them during events, outside or simply at home. The character she cosplays as the most is a major ally from her most popular book series, Wipfel, a young girl half-possessed by the soul of a confident and headstrong forest goddess. In comparison to her, Liane is shy and gentle, and daydreams most of the time when she's awake. Her books aren't best-sellers, but got a loyal community of fans and are sometimes reviewed by websites. Although they stay in the fantasy genre, Liane's books often got a philosophical or humanist dimension to them.

RIGHT OF THE PAGE : Face // Accessories [headband (handmade) -> *the horns are removable, can be used as a ear-warmer without them / eye contacts / fingerless gloves (*metal rings are removable) / buttons (painted by hand) // "^ crucially writerblocked"

BOTTOM : Patterns : bottom of the skirt (ivy-shaped pattern sewn by hand) // blouse (simple stern pattern) // blouse collar (big leaf-shaped path)

[pnw-steet-art]

[spleenomane]

Currently obsessed with these naturalistic illuminations from a manuscript of De Proprietatibus Rerum (1447, Bibliothèque d'Amiens, ms. 399). I just know that whoever commisioned this must have hired the nearest artist with an insane obsession for birds before proper birdwatching was even a thing. They hired the nearest De arte venandi cum avibus fanboy.

Like, the fact that despite the stylized drawings you can clearly tell that these are a corvus corax, a corvus cornix?! Hello?!?!

I love you, unknown french artist from the 15th century.

[0--0w0--0]

Bienvenue !!

Voici tout mes petits écrits réunis en un seul et même endroit !!

J'espère que vous aimerez ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡

[madhoost]

[ r e p o s t ] Just a lovely paper House and a french love letter 💐

1st picture : "Our House ; The one where we will live. By the sea, or in the stars."

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2nd picture : "This is our home, because we will live there together.

We could live there with everyone we love, drinking herbal teas and eating pastries, chatting about anything, saying sweet things and starting absurd arguments.

We can dance in the living room, stay in bed until noon or get up early to walk on the dunes.

This will be our home, by the sea or in the stars, it's still our home, in paper, stone or cardboard, I know we'll be fine there."

-@thisghost/liittleghoost

(I "roughly"(?) translated what I wrote, I could not translate word for word-)

[novansun]

je ne sais pas comment tu arrives à me manquer. comment quelqu’un qu’on n’a jamais rencontré peut laisser un vide impossible à combler. il y a ta voix qui résonne depuis l’autre bout du monde. il y a ton rire — et tes mains que je n’ai jamais pu tenir. il y a tes yeux que je n’ai regardés qu’à travers un écran de fumée — ton ciel qui se couche quand mon soleil se lève.

pourtant,

je veux entendre ta chanson préférée, je veux connaître les films que tu aimes regarder. je veux goûter ta voix contre mon oreille, je veux mon nom sur tes lèvres

je ne sais pas comment tu arrives à me manquer, mais tes bras autour de moi et tous ces baisers que j’ai rêvé.

je veux connaître l’endroit où tu préfères marcher, ce que tu aimes manger. je veux t’entendre parler, je veux savoir ce que tu penses, découvrir tes univers et te regarder rêver. je veux connaître toutes tes choses préférées, et celles que tu ne peux pas supporter. je veux savoir qui tu es —

et ta façon d’aimer.

[lilac-dreamxxz]

──⠀⠀london diaries

1985⠀( oh, 𝘃͟𝗶͟𝗻͟𝘁͟𝗮͟𝗴͟𝗲͟ )

' sigh ' patience⠀ 너

♡:ㅤ[ ... ]ㅤㅤ✶ㅤ ㅤ말해봐

⠀ "⠀⠀ꚕerㅤㅤ̤ ⠀go͡rge𝗈︩︪us⠀⠀ ❀ᮬ⠀ ⠀𝗱𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘀⠀⠀"

romαntıc 🎵 tunes

ii.⠀⠀𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞.𝟐𝟑𝟔⠀⠀(#)

roses ✿ ㅤ̤ fraîches

(𖧷)⠀sunshine ⠀𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒

[marmarlaade]

administrator: red and blu better not be friends ms pauling, itching to shoot herself: Yes of course

[ruinesenrepa]

Encore

J’ai toujours l’impression de laisser ma vie inachevée alors que je ne fais rien pour la changer. J’ai l’impression de ne plus savoir écrire. Mais est-ce que j’ai réellement su le faire un jour ? Je voudrais faire quelque chose de nouveau de ma vie. Changer le cours des choses. Arrêter de tout remettre à demain. Arrêter de ne pas oser et ensuite regretter. Mais sans regrets on ne vit plus. Je pense que nous sommes guidés par l’espoir. Comme on dit, l’espoir fait vivre. Je crois plutôt que l’espoir adoucit la vie. Nous la rend plus belle. Plus « vivable ». Il nous permets de nous surpasser, ou du moins nous faire croire que le possible existe. C’est cette recherche du possible qui nous fait tenir. On sait qu’on peut y arriver, on l’imagine même, mais quelque chose nous en empêche. Mais qu’est-ce que c’est ? Qu’est-ce que cette chose qui réduit nos espoirs à néant. Qui nous empêche d’avancer et nous rabaisse. Qui nous fais nous sentir tel un moins que rien et un minable face aux autres. Je voudrais oser vivre. Vivre pleinement. Mais je n’y arrive pas. Je vois que j’avance, mais ce sentiment d’inachevé persiste. Je voudrais… je ne sais pas. Merde. Il est encore trop tard.

[nouverx]

As a french person, it's kinda funny to me when fanfic writers make Alastor speak french, and it's always things like "Bonjour mon cher, je t'aime" you know, typical french words from the main France french most people learn here and there.

The thing is, Alastor knows french creole from Louisiana, which isn't the usual France french most people know. Alastor would speak like "Bonjou konmen to yê?" Or "Mo laimm twa" instead ahah.

Also, there's different versions of french creole, the one from Louisiana is not exactly the same from Antillean Creole or French Guianese Creole. If you want here's an example to what Louisiana Creole sounds like!

So yeah if you want to spice up your fics and be more accurate with your Alastor speaking french creole, dont be afraid to look out for Louisiana Creole expressions instead of the typical french you'd normally use! Makes it more fun and more accurate 💃

[florida3exclamationpoints]

[godslove]

[via707]

you know, considering everything this country has put us through and considering the absolute hell on earth we're forced to be buckled in for the next four years of.... its kinda nice that we can all smile and hold hands and celebrate the concepts of thoughts and prayers for the ceo of united healthcare 😌

just really love seeing all of america unite and giggle with glee as these billionaires unfortunately meeting their demise...

deny. defend. depose.

us working class do all have one common enemy. the 1%er's...

yes they have an unfathomable amount of money.... but what happens when an immovable object meets and unstoppable force.....

DENY. DEFEND. DEPOSE.

we, the working class, have each other... there's hundreds of thousands, of millions of us..... you 1%er's can barely trust each other... too busy trying to stab each other in the backs because you still think you dont have ENOUGH money.....

question?

DENY. DEFEND. DEPOSE.

how much money will protect you... when the whole world is waiting to see you fall....

hopefully.... whatever you have is enough.....

but for now: sympathy is currently out of network

DENY. DEFEND. DEPOSE.