me: alright i’m not so much concentrating on les mis anymore my new focus is the three musketeers! new interest! we’re broadening our scope! that’s diversification baby!
also me: If I See One More Alternate Universe Where Everyone Lives Except Fantine, Whose Death Apparently Is A Fixed Part Of The Timeline, I’m Gonna McFreakin’ Lose It
Modern AU OT3 Joly/Grantaire/Courfeyrac
Joly’s Ring: pure silver with an engraving on the inside saying “Thomas Grantaire & Eric Courfeyrac”
Grantaire’s Ring: pure silver with splashes of color and the engraving “Eric Courfeyrac & Phillip Joly”
Courfeyrac’s Ring: Black onyx and the engraving “Phillip Joly & Thomas Gratnaire”
Five years after collage the three men had there lives together enough to officially settle down together and get rings. Grantaire and Courfeyrac designed Joly’s. Courfeyrac and Joly designed Grantaire’s. Joly and Grantaire designed Courfeyrac’s. They had a small ceremony with just them and a few friends where they swore to be faithful to each other till death.
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"Okay, let's go steal the Magisterium."
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leverage s3 & his dark materials s1 ; alec hardison/parker/eliot spencer ; multichapter ; rated T.
part three: in which the dominoes start falling a little faster.
|| But Clio what could you possibly have been doing if you weren’t working on drafts ???
This. This is what I did today.
An episode from the main AU Rilwen and I have, in which Sauron and Langon rule Mordor together, and in which Sauron does not die at the destruction of the One Ring but Langon saves him — and they are both turned into evil Istari, basically.
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The village is putting on a pageant of the events of the War of the Ring, and Sauron has … mixed feelings.
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LES MIS RULE 63 Gina Torres as Inspector Javert
Some police officers have a peculiar expression, combining an air of meanness with an air of authority. Javert had this, without the meanness.
The peasants of the Asturias believe that in every litter of wolves there is one pup that is killed by the mother for fear that on growing up it would devour the other little ones.
Give a human face to this wolf’s whelp, and you have Javert.
Javert was born in a prison. Her mother was a fortune-teller whose husband was in the galleys. She grew up thinking herself outside of society, and despaired of ever entering it. She noticed that society irrevocably closes its doors on two classes of people, those who attack it and those who guard it; she could choose between these two classes only; at the same time she felt that she had a powerful foundation of rectitude, order, and honesty based on an irrepressible hatred for that race to which she belonged. She entered the police. She succeeded. At forty she was an inspector.
Her face consisted of a regal nose, broad cheekbones, and deep brown eyes. One felt ill at ease on first seeing her thick eyebrows and strongly defined nose and lips. When she laughed, which was rarely and terribly, her voluptuous lips parted, showing her teeth. When she laughed, Javert was a tiger; strange, majestic, terrifying. Beyond that, she had an oval face, a square jaw, thick black hair that fell over her shoulders, between the eyes a permanent central crease like an angry star, a gloomy look, and an air of fierce command.
jehan keeps leaving him books of obscure poetry to read
by Cillabub on dA
A very nice portrait, I must say.
((*casually SHRIEKINGMYHEADOFF*))
“But it’s all a trap.”
AU where Maeglin walks through a hidden door in the mountains and finds an Other Idril.
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