Melkor The Puppetmaster.

france: ten

france: twenty

france: thirty

france: forty

france: fifty

france: sixty

france:

france:

france: sixty ten

world: france what are you do—

france: four twenties

world: france stop it

france: four twenties ten

world: france that doesn't even make any sense

france:

france:

france:

world:

france:

world:

france: hundred.

✎ for tondo ?

|| fluff. ||

Me: *Goes through ao3 tag*

Me: *Reaches the end*

Me: *Goes through ao3 tag with lower standards*

a sorceress. the outfit was drawn using this photoset as a reference.

I'm getting better at hands yaas

-Vaarsuvius, how'd ye ever learn so much aboot how folks fall in love? Ye don't seem the type, really. -Only through empirical experience did I arrive at such knowledge. It took my mate and me many years to acknowledge our feelings for one other. Our wedding was the finest day of my long life.

I’ve been Compromised by the latest OOTS update so here, have some newlyweds.

My point was with your phrasing which implied Fantine had forgotten how to appear fine, and had known that before, when before that she was a young street urchin and then working in the country, where it would not have been a concern as it was in the city. And I did say I agreed with the rest. Obviously it wasn't constant grinding misery.

? ?? ?? ?? okay? i interpret her character one way, you do another. i don't know you from adam's housecat, so like, it's all fine. yeah? go have an ice cream or something. i'm gonna eat one with m&ms in it. enjoy the rest of your day.

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