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highly selective & private MULTI-MUSE blog. currently featuring muses from the office (us), disney, les misérables, the hunger games, dead poets society. written by EMMA.

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psa.

i’m in the process of setting up a multi-muse blog for all my secondary accounts, including this one. this has been a long time coming tbh, and something i kept putting off, but i think this will be really good for me and less stressful than juggling a bunch of accounts alongside my main. i’ll post a link when everything’s set up if people wanna follow and continue to plot though i will be starting afresh with threads. new start. obviously i understand that not everyone’s comfortable with multi-muse blogs and that’s okay, but i’d love to continue building friendships. and if not, you can always find me at my main, sunshinemade. so yeah! this is in the works, but i just wanted to give you guys a heads up!

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Courfeyrac & Gavroche 

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You care and that’s what kills you.

Skins UK (via psychonom)

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Sebastian Stan photographed by Jon Premosch for Buzzfeed

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mostgentle:

&. *@morewarmth​.

      ❛  — something tells me this isn’t ACTUALLY an emergency. ❜

               ❛  i haven’t seen you for a whole day. how is this not an emergency? i was running low on my combeferre FIX.  ❜

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I adore how you play Courf jsyk

baE!! gasps this is so lovely, thank youuuu!

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optxmiste:

          “More like two someones. But that’s all you’re getting out of me; I never kiss and tell. And if you wanted to join us, all you had to do was say so! The more the merrier, I always say.”

               ❛  aw, you’re such a tease! maybe another night.  ❜  smile widens with a playful wink.  ❛  ---------  i’m glad you had fun though.  ❜

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granxaire:

                        Grantaire smirks down at the sudden pile of mush that has become Courfeyrac against him. “I’m so glad I can fill in for your handsome man calling while your boy is M.I.A. in your time of need,” he quipped, needling Courf playfully in the side. “If you die, I promise to deliver only the most touching of eulogies while Combeferre drapes himself over your casket.”

               ❛  ------------ and whilst enjolras cries.  ❜  he adds, continuing to hide his face from the blinding light that is doing nothing to help the thudding and pounding against his skull. it’s as bad as a hangover, just without any of the fun from the night before, only memories of work.  ❛  besides, i’ve got you for company until those two WORKAHOLICS join us here, and your handsome face is worth staying alive for no matter what this coffee is trying to do to my heart!  ❜

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toslayhutts replied to your post:whispers hey @toslayhutts……. hey…….. wink wink……....

long sigh ………. fine …………. Let me remember my password

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whispers hey @toslayhutts....... hey........ wink wink....... whispers....... courferre

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heavenglanced:

{ @morewarmth } 

It had been dark for some time now, but Combeferre is only dimly aware of that. He probably looks a mess; his hair had grown out past his ears, curling ever so slightly. And he couldn’t be bothered with pushing it out of his face, so he had tied it back in a small ponytail. He was sure there were circles under his eyes, and one of the two coffees he was carrying was his lifeblood at this point.

He skips a couple of steps as he strides up the stairs, smoothly raising his arms with the drinks as someone ducks under them, and he’s back into the lobby of the dorm building, and he feels a slow smile come over his face.

“Ah, mon ami,” 

He sounds more cheery than he feels as he slips himself onto the couch next to his friend. “Caffeine call,” he offered the other drink to Courfeyrac, and his eyes slip shut. 

“–So.” He manages to straighten up, and he rubs his hands together, pursing his lips. “I have nine hours until my next class. If I study for six hours, and sleep for three, that’s two sleep cycles. Totally doable, yes?”a

               there’s a tenderness to be found in courfeyrac’s heart whenever his dear friend enters a room. it’s like every problem of his fades away just at the mere sight of their gentle guide. drink eagerly accepted with a CHEERY thanks, the centre settles back against the sofa and relaxes once more, but only when he knows ferre is comfortable first.  ❛  ------  study for six?!  ❜

               the dedication to work really shouldn’t surprise him by now, and it normally doesn’t, but only yesterday was he the one on the receiving end of a LECTURE on the benefits of proper sleep schedules. albeit, courfeyrac had been partying, and not studying, but it seems equally as productive in his opinion. socialising and connecting to people is a valuable skill to have and maintain! don’t fight him on this.

               ❛  hold on, hold on.  ❜  coffee is set aside for him to shake his head and gesture more freely with his hands when speaking.  ❛  you told me yesterday how important it was to get my eight hours sleep! ferre, sure, it’s doable but you need your rest, too. you’re working like crazy. you need a BREAK.  ❜

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optxmiste:

          “Just last night. I had so much fun, it completely tuckered me out. I didn’t wake up til midday.”

                              He says this like it’s an unusual occurrence.

               ❛  it tuckered you out, or someone? my main boss-man, don’t hold back now! give me all the details, and my belated INVITE to the fun.  ❜

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granxaire:

                       Grantaire can only snort. “And you all say I’m the disaster.” Which. Okay. Pretty accurate. But still. He was among his own.  “Yeah. You don’t do shots with Joly if you value your liver, like at all. –Is this code for me to find Ferre? Tell him the pretty waitress at the coffee house got our little Coufeyrac buzzed?”

               ❛  her name is vanessa and she’s lovely, how could i refuse?  ❜  it’s all rather DRAMATIC, his response to a caffeine overload, but when is any reaction of courfeyrac’s subdued in any way, shape or form. toned body relaxes against his friend, hand falling theatrically to rest on forehead. it’s very woe is me looking.  ❛  ---------  ferre’s busy working, let me just die in your arms.  ❜