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Just watched Green Lantern (2011) again with @newspapersinyourshoess and boy howdy she's a rough one boys

Got me all pumped to write Hal again tho so perhaps even in a yard of crabgrass a geranium may be found

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hey I know someone made a post for every chapter of the Brick and I forgot who, but do you have any posts about 1.3.1 (The Year 1817) because I would love a breakdown of all the references in that chapter? thanks!

 Oh my dearest friend, I have been simultaneously eagerly awaiting and absolutely dreading this question.  I tried my hand a while back at a modern version of 1.3.1-9, and in order to do that to my tastes I made a point to decode as much of The Year 1817 as possible.  The version I’m including down below is mostly Hapgood since it’s much faster to copy from Project Gutenberg than to type everything word for word, but in some areas I may pull from my FMA translation for clarity.  

Disclaimer: I learned about FRev once in high school and haven’t done a whole ton of earnest research for the sake of research into the period since; most of what I know pertains directly to Les Mis, and as such my knowledge of this era is a bit Swiss Cheese-y at times, so there are plenty of references I’m sure go over my head.   I understand that Donougher and Rose both have copious footnotes, so if anyone has any clarity to add please do because FMA, Wilbour, Wraxall, and Hapgood have precious little: this is just me and wikipedia against the world Hugo.

I also only finished the first paragraph (as divided by Hapgood) because it’s been a couple of hours and I need a break, but I will return later with more information!

1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. 

From 1805 through 1814 Napoleon had been Emperor of France and Louis XVIII had been in exile: this is Hugo’s way of saying that Louis XVIII didn’t even acknowledge those years Napoleon had been in charge.

It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated.

de Sorsum was a French author and translator; I think Hugo may be referring to Sakuntala (Fatal Ring), a play he translated much earlier (1803?) but which only began to gain popularity around 1815.  Unrelated (probably): de Sorsum also served as secretary to Jérôme Bonaparte from 1807 through 1813 while the latter was King of Westphalia.

All the hairdressers’ shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys.

Following the fall of Napoleon and the end of the Hundred Days War, royalists were back in charge and many people hoping to gain good favor showed signs in support of the monarchy such as powdered hair/wigs and the royal bird: to be in support of the monarchy was fashionable again.  Most royal French coats of arms were also azure with fleurs-de-lys.

It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden’s pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d’Angoulême. Hence his peerage.

This one kind of explains itself, but put simply Jean-Baptiste Lynch had been a Royalist, was imprisoned during The Terror and released in the Thermidor, was made Mayor of Bordeaux, did not resist when France was being taken back from Bonaparte, and as such was rewarded for his loyalty during the Bourbon Restoration by being given a high-ranking position within the church.  His wikipedia article is a bit less clear on the timeline, since it also says he fled to England during the Hundred Days War and didn’t return until the Bourbon Restoration.  These aren’t mutually exclusive, of course, just an odd thing to specify when what Hugo says here isn’t mentioned at all.

Anyway, the purpose in bringing this up is for Hugo to continue harping on how traitors (to the empire) are being rewarded, how everyone in power are spineless opportunists, and to really emphasize how much society had changed in the time since 1814.

In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres.

I am incapable of finding any examples of this, but I assume they look like this minus the fur?  Like a leather bonnet?

(and here’s a picture of some young boys in 1800 in fun hats from a French fashion magazine as apology)  

I do think this detail was probably more to set the time period in peoples’ memories, much like if I said “Remember when everyone was wearing those stretchy choker things?” but also Louis XVIII has spent his 18 years of exile in Prussia, England, and Russia, the last of which is also rather famous for a similar style of hat.

Update: Because of the occupation of France following the Treaty of Vienna, there was also a lot of cultural exchange happening, so it's much more likely that if it did become popular from foreign fashions, this (rather than Louis's exile) is what popularized it.

The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; 

I’m not gonna dive too deep into this I say, diving very deep into trying to find any solid photo reference except that I suspect that this was probably all stuff changed in direct contradiction to what Napoleon had been doing and also as a reminder that Austria was majorly instrumental in getting Louis XVIII back on the throne and provided a lot of the occupying army members currently in France.

Update: There was also a lot of very deliberate distancing of the French military (among other things) from the way things had been done by Napoléon. The white could indicate royalist sentiment (the white flag represented the monarchy in France), that Austria had some influence in its design (due to their role as a victor and at the Treaty of Vienna), or merely be a familiar point for comparison because French citizens would have been familiar with members of the occupying Austrian army.

Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. 

St Helena is where Napoleon had been exiled to following the Hundred Days War.  This (as far as what I’ve found) did not literally happen and was just Hugo’s way of saying that in exile he was forced to trade his illustrious military career (including his green military coat, which he’d actually been wearing in his exile on the Isle of Elba) for a life of quietude (including a green hunting coat/frock) until his death in 1821. 

In 1817 Pelligrini sang; 

Felice Pellegrini (1774-1852), an Italian opera singer.

Mademoiselle Bigottini danced 

Emilie Bigottini (1784-1858) was an Italian dancer; apparently Napoleon was a fan.

Potier reigned; 

Antoine Julien Potier (1796-1865) was a French artist.  (I am not sure about this one, it’s very difficult to find any information on him, and what I have been finding really looks like he didn’t exhibit until 1825.)

Odry did not yet exist. 

Probably a reference to Jacques Charles Odry (1779-1853)?  He was a poet/playwright/comedic actor who started working as an actor in 1803 and was definitely in existence in 1817, but he didn’t start publishing his own work until 1820, which I suspect is what Hugo may be referring to here.

Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. 

Marguerite-Antoinette Lalanne was (1786-1866) a French tightrope walker who succeeded Pierre Forioso, another member of a troupe of “rope dancers” who was once invited to walk atop a rope from the Pont de la Concorde to the Pont des Tuileries to celebrate Bonaparte’s birthday in 1807.  (Bonaparte had also been a fan of Madame Saqui: she would often walk a wire while fireworks exploded around her, depicting battles won by him.)

There were still Prussians in France. 

Prussia was one of allies of Royalist France that helped force Bonaparte off the throne.  (The Hundred Days War had ended in 1815, so it wouldn’t really make sense that Prussia was still here.)

Edit: I explained this poorly and have also been introduced to new and very in-depth information! Thank you @fremedon !

M. Delalot was a celebrity.

Charles Francois Louis Delalot (1772-1842) was a royalist who narrowly avoided execution during Napoleon’s reign for encouraging an uprising; under the Bourbon Restoration, he began to make a name for himself writing for a moderate Royalist publication and would soon begin climbing the ranks.

Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. 

A tanner, writer, and engraver respectively who would ultimately be executed following the Affair des Patriotes de 1816 (imagine the Amis combined with the Guy Fawkes treason, basically).  Tolleron had his right hand cut off first, and shortly thereafter all three were executed via guillotine.

The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor’s platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Champ-de-Mai had this remarkable point: that it had been held in June and in the Champ-de-Mars. 

Hoo boy, okay, so this one has a lot going on.

14 July 1790:  Fête de la Fédération, celebration of the French Revolution which had occurred the year before in 1789.  Beginning of the constitutional monarchy.  Charles Maurice de Talleyrand (1754-1838) was the bishop who officiated mass at the main event in Paris, which took place on the Champs de Mars (Field of Mars).

What you really need to know here is that Talleyrand was a slippery snake: following 1790 he was close with Bonaparte, then when Bonaparte came to power in 1804 Talleyrand was named Grand Chamberlain of the Empire, and in 1806 he became Sovereign Prince of Benevento (Bénévent).  By 1807 he was already scheming for bigger and better things and selling state secrets to Austria and Russia and advocated for them in Senate; he wasn’t just instrumental in the Bourbon Restoration, he was key, and in 1820 he was made a knight of the Order of the Holy Spirit by Louis XVIII.

Joseph Dominique Louis (1755-1837) was also not great: he helped Talleyrand at the Festival of the Federation in 1790, exactly as Hugo said.  Under Napoleon he’d been named a Baron for his loyalty and assistance, but he later supported the Bourbon Restoration and was pretty much immediately made Minister of Finance after.  Much less info about him, but I doubt his hands were clean in the upset either.

Champ de Mai (Field of May): a public assembly held by Bonaparte on the Champ de Mars on 1 June 1815, during the Hundred Days War.  It was here that he was more or less sworn in again as emperor and signed the Charter of 1815 agreeing to be more liberal as a ruler if he was allowed to be emperor again.  A whole throne platform was made for him, over 200k people in attendance, it was a really big to-do,

The Austrians who had camped there were part of the forces who fought against Bonaparte in the Hundred Days War.  Hugo’s saying there’s still remnants of all of these allegiance swaps and all of the fighting, like, everywhere.

“The Champ-de-Mai had this remarkable point: that it had been held in June and in the Champ-de-Mars” is a pun: The Field of May happened in June on the Field of [Mars] -- also able to be translated to “March,” the month. 

In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet

I suspect this was a minor error on Hugo’s part: Exploitation du Voltaire-Touquet wasn’t published until 1823, and I can find literally nothing else related to Touquet.  He didn’t have the internet, so he gets a pass.

and the snuff-box à la Charter.

I can’t find any examples of this, but I imagine it’s kind of a novelty snuffbox (tin for your tobacco) with a print of the Charter of 1814 on it?  Vicky why are you so vague?

Update: Oh, this was actually a really good one for two reasons! The Charter of 1814 was the charter created by Louis XVIII and handed down to the people, and the snuffbox was the method by which royalty (and thereby royalists) consumed tobacco! So basically, it was popular and fashionable to be seen as a royalist/supporter or the monarchy again, after nearly thirty years of this being a very unpopular take!

The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother’s head into the fountain of the Flower-Market.

Pretty much exactly what it says on the tin: Charles Dautun murdered his brother Augustus, cut his body into four or five pieces, and hid them all over France.  He was sentenced to death in 25 July 1815 (so Hugo’s dates may have been a little off for this, or maybe there was so much going on in 1815 that no one really processed it until 1817?).

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newspapersinyourshoess replied to your post “what am i writing about you ask? here’s a little clue, a little sneak...”

if this is a DD/newsies AU I'm already THRIVING

although it may seem that way it isn’t ajghsjhdgjhsf the dd au is also cooking in the back of my mind but this one is just canon-era but canon-divergent javid

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@newspapersinyourshoess​     tagged me to go fill out this picrew!  ..and I decided to see how close I could come to my Tumblr icon!  The answer was Surprisingly So!! 

The whole Red Waistcoat situation is what surprised me the most XD Sadly stuck having a nose though u_u 

tagging, let’s see-- @fanfeline​ , @sinceremercy​, @aflamethatneverdies​, and @amelancholycharm​, if any of y’all want to! 

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Newsies: Of All the Things that I Don’t Know Prologue

Part of a bigger story I’ve been working on with my OC Katherine Moore and our boys Spot Conlon and Jack Kelly. Please circulate and tell me what you think :-) 

Jack Kelly had been anything but boring in his pursuit of Katherine Moore, the Pearl Street druggist’s comely sixteen year old daughter. And although time and again the dark-haired, sprite of a girl had dismissed his advances with an eye roll, she had still found something strangely charismatic and endearing about the overly confident newsboy. It had certainly helped that he had readily offered her compliments, detailing her beauty and singular charm, though she had only laughed at these flashy attempts to woo her, ending these interactions with a clearly resounding “no” each time. But even she could not deny the smile that began to grow on her lips when he would appear the very next day with more of the same.

Katherine’s mother and father had also taken quick notice of Jack's sudden interest in their eldest daughter, and had not been shy in showing their displeasure. There had been gentle “tuts” from her mother, Effie, in response to her strong-willed daughter’s spirited banter with the ragged-looking boy, and stern stares from her mustached father, Edward, at the sight of Jack loitering at or around their family pharmacy. But because of Katherine’s natural inclination toward independence, and her parent’s long-standing history of easy distractibility and poor supervision, Jack was allowed to pursue her with little to no real deterrence.  

Katherine had of course noted her parent’s unease with Jack, and had added this as further evidence in support of her natural inclination to refuse him. But, as the weeks had gone by, she had found herself unable to stop thinking about him. And there he had been, day after day, not giving her a chance to forget. Thus, Jack Kelly eventually received the answer he had been seeking, unbeknownst to Mr. and Mrs. Moore, and a deal had been struck between he and Katherine. She had agreed to give the Manhattaner a few hours of her time, and in return, Jack would finally leave her be if she remained wholly unimpressed. 

So on one cool fall day in early October, Jack had led the way to a restaurant named Tibby's, a gentlemanly manner in his air, as his arm had linked through Katherine’s somewhat skeptical limb and he had suavely opened the door for his lovely date. 

"Ey, Katie, what doya wanna eat?" 

Jack had boisterously smiled at the pretty green-eyed girl as he had posed his query, a hesitant smirk appearing on Katherine’s lips in turn. 

She had cocked an eyebrow before coyly stating, “I thought I told you that I’m not fond of nicknames.” But upon noting his dismissive headshake, she had rolled her eyes and continued, “And I didn’t know you were planning on treating me to lunch. That is surprisingly thoughtful of you.” 

His smile had been unwavering as he had replied, “Only the best for you, dollface.” 

She had chuckled slightly to herself, musing, “I suppose I can stay for a short lunch. I am quite a fan of the roast beef here.” 

“Roast beef it is then,” he had said, smirking back down at her. And upon walking up to the counter, he had quickly pulled some clanking change from his pockets to make their order. 

Katherine had remained behind, somewhat unsure of herself, especially when she had suddenly noted the dozen or so pairs of eyes peering curiously at her from all corners of the room. They were all unfamiliar faces, though most looked as Jack did----with mismatched clothing and unkempt hair. Their stares were somewhat unnerving, but not completely unfriendly. So, Katherine had managed a small smile in response, nodding her head in salutation. 

Yet after turning around to put her eyes back on Jack, the dark-haired girl found herself smacking face first into a shockingly solid form. She had quickly backed away, a look of slight annoyance on her face from the unexpected collision. But upon lifting her gaze to irritably confront the thoughtless soul at fault in their run-in, her mouth had closed of its own accord at the sight of the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen.  

She noticed their striking cerulean hue, and the pride and strength that reflected in their seemingly bottomless depths. The boy's mouth was twisted harshly into a look of annoyance but quickly softened to a light scowl, revealing an even more attractive face. Katherine watched him eye her with curiosity, looking to her wide stare and then allowing his gaze to slowly take in the rest of her body. His more in-depth observation had secured an unexpected blush from the awe-struck girl, but before she had been able to speak, the handsome stranger had tipped his hat in her direction and muttered, “‘Scuse me.” 

She had shaken her head, attempting to rid herself of the involuntary coma that had seemed to suddenly set in. And strangely her eyes had continued to follow his form as he had sat at a table by himself. Several "hellos" and "heyas" had been directed towards him, but he had merely tipped his cap at all of it, unaffected by the loudness and attention.

However, Katherine’s own attention had been taken again by Jack Kelly’s quick tap on her shoulder and swift moving arm around her waist as he had pulled her over to the very table the boy had settled at. 

“Heya, Spot,” Jack had said, smiling good-naturedly as the boy, Spot, had looked up at the pair before him. He had nodded to Jack in salutation, then had turned his attention to Katherine, a smirk on his lips and a spark in his eyes. 

"Why Jacky-boy, is this the girl you've been blabberin' about all these weeks? The one that won't give ya' the time a' day?"

Jack shook his head, shooting a sheepish look in Katherine’s direction and shrugging. But Katherine only rolled her eyes in response, sticking her hand out immediately toward Spot and saying, "I can speak for myself, thank you. My name is Katherine Moore. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Spot."

Spot’s eyes widened somewhat in surprise before he gently took her hand, pulsed it and murmured, “Most girls seem ta think so, dollface.” 

Katherine had squinted in mild distaste as Spot and Jack had shared a knowing chuckle. The girl had found his cockiness abrasive and not at all humorous, a glare of growing contempt shining in her gaze. But before she had been able to say one challenging word in response, Spot’s eyes had turned quickly back to Jack as he had said, “Y’know, it took ya forever ta get 'er here, Jack. Ya might wanna make sure she stays…"

Spot's eyes had flashed to the chair Katherine had been standing next to, causing Jack to clumsily pull the seat out for her. And though she had immediately taken her place at the table-----thanking Jack for his politeness----Katherine had continued to stare perplexedly at the handsome stranger across from her, thrown by his unexpected gentlemanly reminder. 

The three had sat there in thoughtful silence for several moments until their food had come. And then slowly, but surely they had settled into one another’s company for what was only a short while, but happened to be just long enough. Jack and Spot had waxed on about their various borough triumphs and struggles. But more importantly, Katherine had quietly, though capably, taken everything in---from the reverent stares that were shot out of all corners of the room toward the two leaders, to the striking blue gaze that repeatedly met her own. 

What she did not see, however, was the covetous spark in those clear blue eyes that day. She had been unaware of the Brooklynite’s pleased smirk following her promise to accompany Jack to an upcoming vaudeville show, as well as the way that Spot had surveyed her every move as she had vacated the table to then leave the restaurant.  But what had been of the utmost remarkability in those passing moments, was the swirling curiosity and budding investment that had immediately filled Spot Conlon, the King of Brooklyn himself, and his complete confoundment in the face of these rarely experienced emotions. 

It had certainly been an interesting start to something that day, but what it was, not one of them could yet pinpoint. And if they had known how the events of the next four years would so naturally play out among them----as well as how involved they each would be within the larger, much more dangerous tragedy slowly encapsulating Katherine and her family----there might have been no one there in the end to pull the beautiful green-eyed girl out of the unabating fire that had all but swallowed her whole.

Some people that might be interested! :-) @garbagekannot @newspapersinyourshoess @cutesiewoojin

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newspapersinyourshoess replied to your post “The guy who plays Wesley in Daredevil looks kind of like my favorite...”

is this your first time watching DD?

yes! I’m totally binging it bc I’m housesitting this weekend and it’s very good i’m loving it

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These are both excellent additions!

first of all, i love this blog so much already. i'n so glad you created something like this. okay my question is, in the time of newsies, what was their views on gay rights?

Thank you so much! I’m so glad to hear that people enjoy what I do here.

A brief warning for this post- it will contain discussions of period-typical homophobia and other sensitive subjects. I will do my best to tag everything, but if things related to homophobia bother you I would recommend proceeding with caution when reading this.

So, this question is a little bit difficult to answer in that there’s no real way of knowing what individual people would have thought about gay rights and gay people in general without asking them specifically (which obviously isn’t an option since all the historical newsboys are long gone and the fictional characters are just that- fictional). However, we can make some educated guesses based on the views of the general public towards LGBTQ+ people at the time.

As I’m sure many people are aware, the general public attitude towards the LGBTQ+ community in the 1890s wasn’t exactly favorable. Homophobia was rampant in much of society, and being gay was itself a crime. The existence of LGBTQ+ people wasn’t discussed outright by most of “polite society”, and a large number of people at the time simply ignored the fact that “those sort of people” existed. However, this doesn’t necessarily mean that all of the newsies would have been violently homophobic.

It’s definitely worth mentioning that statistically, it’s almost certain that at least a few of the newsies would have been members of the LGBTQ+ community themselves. Whether or not they would have been comfortable expressing their sexuality or gender identity is up for debate, however, and largely depends on how they as an individual were raised and what the opinions and beliefs of their closest friends and family were. A newsboy from a more conservative cultural or religious background or who spent a lot of time around those who were more outwardly homophobic would probably have been more likely to spout those same views themselves and repress any part of their sexuality or gender identity that was outside of societal norms at the time. Conversely, a newsboy from a more accepting or liberal background might be more readily accepting of both others and their own feelings.

That being said, as people who lived on the margins of society already the newsboys would probably be more likely to be accepting and inclusive of others as opposed to overtly homophobic. New York City at the time was a slightly more liberal place than other parts of the country (it was by no means perfect and racism, sexism, ableism, and homophobia were still rampant, it was just a tad bit less rampant than in other places). The Newsboy’s Lodging House itself had a relatively open-minded policy for the time- according to the New York Journal in an 1896 article, the lodging house “would reject no boy on account of color, nationality, or religion.” So, it stands to reason that the newsboys wouldn’t be quite as inclined to violent homophobia.

However, it is important to acknowledge that “acceptance” in the 1890s didn’t mean what acceptance means today. Acceptance of someone being a member of the LGBTQ+ community in the 1890s largely meant that you wouldn’t be reported to the police, not that the other person was necessarily “okay” with it. A good example of the attitude towards many LGBTQ+ people around the turn of the century is a plotline in the show Downton Abbey- when one of the main characters (who happens to be gay) is outed, many people express sympathy for him and say that they’re sorry he had to be born “like that”. Not a ringing endorsement by any means, and still extremely homophobic by today’s standards, but overall a much better reaction than being thrown in prison just for existing.

To summarize all of my disjointed rambling- if you want to write “historically accurate” attitudes towards LGBTQ+ people and LGBTQ+ rights in the time of Newsies, the best way to do that is to include a range of opinions. Some newsies would have unfortunately been violently homophobic, others passively homophobic, and still others might not have cared much one way or the other or might have been LGBTQ+ themselves. It really depends on how you personally choose to headcanon them and their backgrounds.

I hope that this post answered your question. Thank you for sending it in, this is a very interesting topic that I really only scratched the surface of. If you’re interested in other people’s perspectives on this question, the blog @newsiesquare answered a question similar to this on their blog. And if you have any further questions, please don’t hesitate to ask!

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Playlist Shuffle

Put your favorite playlist on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then tag 10 people.

I was tagged by  @newspapersinyourshoess!  Thanks, I love these things!

,,I’m not gonna say what playlist this is because I’m curious about how obvious it’s gonna be:P If anyone guesses, say hey!

1- Design For Living, Flanders and Swann 2-The Party Goes With You , Lindsay Mendez 3-I Feel It All, Feist 4-Got to Fly, Marian Call 5-If Only, Holes (cover) 6-Louder Than Words, Raul Esparza 7-Photographs and Memories , Jim Croce 8-Osaka in the Rain , Matt the Electrician 9-Sure As Hell Not Jesus, Cosmo Jarvis  10-Angel of the Morning, Merrilee Rush  tagging @thiswaitingheart, @aflamethatneverdies, @spacestationtrustfund, @everyonewasabird, @fremedon,@comradegrantaire, @amarguerite, @lizardrosen, @wilwywaylan, @darthfar --only if you want to, zero pressure!

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my name is Ivan. I weigh 20 pounds, I am an unapologetic bed hog, and I am terrified of thunderstorms. I am also a fierce mosquito hawk hunter. Fear me, pet me, love me 🤣🤣

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@newspapersinyourshoess​ I’m dying 

hozier singing about bones, dead bodies, preys, predators, decomposing, satanic sacrifice, oral sex:

me and the girls:

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@newspapersinyourshoess it's me!!! 🤣🤣

so when virginia woolf writes paragraph long sentences it’s “revolutionary” and “starts a literary movement” but when I do it I’m “grammatically incorrect” and “need to revise this paper”

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@newspapersinyourshoess BITCH 😭😭😭 I LOVE YOU BITCH ��💜💖

reblog if ur bi, ur not biphobic, or ur best friend is a beautiful valid bisexual

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@newspapersinyourshoess replied: if the movie was released on christmas day, it is a christmas movie. I have lived by this rule my whole life and I disregard the chaos it infllcts on others.

that makes CATS (2019) a christmas movie and that would explain a lot of my feelings about it

does les mis count as a christmas movie

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I needed to hear this @newspapersinyourshoess @cassy4991

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@cutesiewoojin @newspapersinyourshoess so much 💖💖💖

You know I think a lot of us probably get at the very least lightly mocked for having made and sustained real friendships online, but in this very weird and trying moment in time I’m pretty sure I’m very glad to have ppl on the internet with whom I share true connections.

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