A revolutionary’s life is full of the unknown
will I live to see our triumph
are we acting in the proper way at the proper time
what exactly is up with my friend’s hair, is that even a thing hair can do
(I don’t draw anything ever and then this, why does anyone follow me
also Tumblr what are you even doing with my colors)
**throws kittenfluff into the void**
“…Prouvaire when did you get these flowers”
“When Titania’s wine was still on the blooms”
“Well she sent a maid to clean up the wine, then.”
I promise I will draw more Bini cuddles I PROMISE , but in the meantime have Grantaire being perplexed by Prouvaire’s hairstyle choices.
I agree! More Med Student Shenanigans are needed.
Med School is hard you gotta stick together (and not get your slacker Law School pals sick), Quarantine Cram Session Time:
Hee! Tête Brûlées!:D
(there needs to be more of these two ramping each other up the Drama Action Curve always)
(the symbolism of this moment is painfully apparent to both of them )
Yeah that’s… exactly as sad as I thought it would be, and the colours only add to the effect.
I’m glad you…like??..it? It’s good that the suffering is adequate?!?! oh gad why do I like a history fiction
fandom nerds bein’ slain by Emotions together since Ever
Oh gosh, Pilf. I’m tempted to ask what they’re reading, but I’m also not sure if I want to know. (Also, who’s the faster reader, because oh so many variables.)
Bahorel’s the faster reader, because Prouvaire keeps stopping to Emotions. (Bahorel definitely Emotions, but he’s one of those people who then reads FASTER to find out What Happens Next Oh No Oh No.) Maybe that’s part of why Prouvaire is punching him– don’t you DARE turn the page, you freaky speed-reader! Emotions Time!
All three in one?:D
(aah thank you for asking, I love this one and maybe I’ll color it properly later?!?)
He composed, in his own mind, with Combeferre’s philosophical and penetrating eloquence, Feuilly’s cosmopolitan enthusiasm, Courfeyrac’s verve, Bahorel’s smile, Jean Prouvaire’s melancholy, Joly’s science, Bossuet’s sarcasms, a sort of electric spark which took fire nearly everywhere at once.- Enjolras and his Lieutenants, 4.1.6
I’ve heard people joke about what a horrible speech that would be, but… that’s The Speech, that’s the Quel Horizon speech. They’re all in there. (I don’t know where he got the Goats of Darkness, but I am inclined to blame the Romantics.) I’ll probably post these separately later with more about the quotes and all (and for now please do click through for the bigger images) but for now, Happy First Barricade Day!
Hopefully pt 1; I’ll see tomorrow.
Anyway, The Speech under the cut!