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[stayyya]

What was left in Musain.

This was a remarkable group. It vanished in the invisible depths which lie behind us. At the point of this drama which we have now reached, it will not perhaps be superfluous to throw a ray of light upon these youthful heads, before the reader beholds them plunging into the shadow of a tragic adventure.

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Has this been done yet? (original)

[stayyya]

Our system is broken.  It is cruel.  It is dehumanizing, degrading, and it’s vile nature is so, so unnecessary.

We need universal healthcare today in America.  We needed it 40 years ago.  It’s cheaper, it’s simpler, it’s more efficient, it’s more effective and it is so, so, so much less cruel than what we have.

Additional sources/references:

Universal Healthcare Cost in America would be cheaper by trillions of dollars

The US has worse life expectancies than socialized healthcare countries

We have worse generalized healthcare results

We have the most expensive care

Our system is so cruel and unique that doctors from other countries literally can’t believe what happens here

I can’t tell you where or how to activate to help solve this.  There are politicians, groups, and activists pushing for this in so many ways.  I can tell you when, though.

Now.

[stayyya]

so this isnt what happened during drink with me?????

[stayyya]

Anne Carson (2009)

Arthur S. Way (1898)

George Theodoridis (2010)

Ian C. Johnston (2010)

E.P. Coleridge (1910)

Theodore Alois Buckley (1892)

John Peck, Frank Nisetich (1995)

R. Potter (1906)

M. L. West (1987)

William Arrowsmith (1958)

Philip Vellacott (1972)

Michael Wodhull (1782)

Kenneth McLeish (1997)

David Kovacs (2002)

Andrew Wilson (1993)

Euripides - Original (408 BCE)

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quick what is everyone doing right now

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Love the light💗

lyrics of blur's new single Narcissist!

and the ink: a random one from sema series of finetec

[stayyya]

You celebrate the barricade day by creating beautiful art

I celebrate the barricade day by saluting to grantaire's character : contributing nothing to the common cause then backing off to be god's sleepiest soldier

[stayyya]

Happy Barricade Day!

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Who’s who & you can grab a print of it if you live in Taiwan (code will be on twitter)

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Hii I love your writting! do you by any chance take fic prompts? if you don't, please ignore this, but if you do, would you consider exr meet by chance at a coffee shop where E is studying and R is waiting for a date, they meet eyes and flirt a bit but then R's date arrives and it ends up being a friend in common. Cue pining and flirting and pining some more bc R's date didn't go well but E doesn't want to mess with his friend's potential relationships. All good if you're not up for writing it, at least I got to share this cute idea with someone!!

I’m really not taking prompts at the moment because I still have 7 giveaway fics to write, but this ask made me think about which of Enjolras’s friends Grantaire could possibly be on a date with, and, well…

Date is a generous word, for one.

It’s what Grantaire tells Enjolras, of course, because even though he should be lying and saying that he is 100% open and available, he somehow can’t bring himself to fully lie to the beautiful stranger so blurts out a semblance of truth: “Oh, I’m waiting on a date.”

Dinner preceding hookup as facilitated by Grindr is more accurate, if more crass, and honestly Grantaire should’ve just said that because then the hot guy would be thinking about him naked and in Grantaire’s experience, there’s very little downside to that.

But he doesn’t say that, just like he doesn’t see a brief flash of disappoint cross the guy’s face at the news. But as a casual hello to a hot stranger stretches into a full-on conversation, he would have to be blind to miss the look on the blond’s face when Grantaire finally asks him, “What’s your name, by the way?” at the exact moment someone entering the coffee shop shouts, “Enjolras?”

Of course it’s Grantaire’s date, and apparently a friend of Enjolras’s to boot, and all too soon Enjolras is waving them off with a forced, “Enjoy your date!” and Grantaire is wondering how soon into said date would it be rude to ask this guy to ignore the (solicited! And reciprocated!) dick pic so that he can go back to find Enjolras again.

But for maybe the first time in Grantaire’s life, luck is on his side, because this is the Worst period Date period Ever. The guy is rude, and boorish, openly flirts with their waitress, takes a phone call at their table five minutes into the date, and then tells Grantaire, in graphic detail, about his most recent “conquest”.

Grantaire has never chugged a beer so quickly in his entire life, which given, y’know, everything about him, is saying something.

“It’s been, uh, real,” he says, grabbing his jacket. “See you, uh…yeah. See you.”

Not even an hour after he left, he’s back at the café, giving Enjolras a sheepish grin. “Back so soon?” Enjolras asks, surprised.

Grantaire just shrugs. “Didn’t work out,” he says, before throwing caution to the wind and adding, “But I thought this might.”

Outside the café, Courfeyrac leans his head against Combeferre’s shoulder. “Thanks for calling when I texted you saying I needed an interruption,” he says.

“No problem,” Combeferre says, glancing down at him. “Are you going to explain?”

“Dark-haired guy in there with Enjolras was my date tonight,” Courfeyrac tells him.

“Ah.”

Courfeyrac nods. “Yeah. Took one look at the way Enjolras was looking at him and, well, knew I needed to get that date over with. And it’s not easy, you know.”

“What’s not easy?” Combeferre asks, amused.

“Making a date with me bad,” Courfeyrac says, like it’s obvious. “I am a goddamned delight and anyone would be lucky to have me, and it takes a lot to overcome that.”

Combeferre rolls his eyes fondly. “I’m sure it does,” he says patiently. “And whatever else you are, you’re a good friend. Now c’mon. Let’s let Enjolras have his date.”

“You mean my date,” Courfeyrac grumbles.

“Sure. Let’s let Enjolras have your date.”

[stayyya]

Was listening to the universal by blur and my hand just automatically wrote this down 🥳

[stayyya]

SAD NEWS, LES MIS FANS

grantaire died in a mouse trap, he thought the cheese would go good with his wine. 💔💔💔

fly low, homosexual 🕊️🕊️

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喵

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You should read this article. Honestly. You’ll thank me later.

[stayyya]

I'm walking on the street with a silly big smile but that doesn't matter cause IAM THE LUCKY ONE!!!😍

10 Year AND 4k Follower Giveaway

10 years ago today, I published the first chapter of my first Les Mis fic (it was a modern AU E/R fic. Some things really never change). I truly had no intention at the time of this becoming a thing, let alone a decade-long thing, but the fact that these two idiots have been such a big part of my life for the last 10 years also means that I have met a ton of incredible people in this fandom, including and especially the wonderful people who follow me.

In auspicious timing, I also hit a huge milestone for my followers on Monday: 4,000 people, which is absolutely mind-boggling.

Because of the confluence of these two events, I wanted to do something really special to thank everyone who has helped make my time here for the past 10 years something truly special.

To that end, I am doing a fic giveaway! (Yes, I still have Spotify Wrapped fics to do, but shhhh.) The rules are as follows:

Must be following me (that one's kind of a given I'd think)

To enter, send me an ask telling me which of my fics is your favorite (and why!)

You have until February 28 to enter.

On or about March 1, I will select 10 people, who will each get a 4k word fic written for them (if less than 10 people enter [RIP], I'll pick 4 to get a 10k word fic). You must be able to accept asks and/or messages to win.

And that's it!

Thank you again to everyone who follows me, who has read my fics and reblogged me fics and commented on my fics. These past 10 years would be so different without you wonderful folks in my life, and I love all y'all and this little corner of fandom that we've made our own.