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Y avait trop de mousse sur ma bière et j'ai failli mourir parce qu'il y avait des cacahuètes dans mon plat alors j'ai senti ma gorge gonfler à l'intérieur et j'ai paniqué mais je suis pas morte et on m'a pas fait payer ce plat et on m'en a servi un autre gratuit, je me suis sentie mal pour le serveur parce qu'il avait l'air paniqué pour moi. On est allée voir le sons et lumières du château de Blois c'était cool mais j'ai pas tout suivi parce que j'avais envie de faire pipi et qu'on était assis par terre, j'avais des cailloux partout sous les fesses. Je me sens trop maaaal et mes amies rigolent en bas et j'aimerais les rejoindre mais moi je suis en haut allongée et concentrée pour pas vomir parce que si je vomis je pleure.

Texte thème n°2 (pour ceux qui ont suivi l'histoire des thèmes)

toutes mes années de collège je n'avais pas d'amis. en sixième j'étais littéralement seule. ensuite, la 5°, 4° et 3° je trainais avec du monde, mais c'était pour combler ma solitude on va dire. je remarquais pas vraiment que ce n'était pas mes amis, je trouvais ça normal qu'on ne prenne pas de mes nouvelles ou qu'on ne m'invite pas les week-ends.
et j'étais très triste, j'avais des pensées noires suite à ça. mais c'est bien après que je l'ai réalisé, pendant je pensais que j'étais chanceuse de ma vie alors que j'en souffrais énormément.
et je suis arrivée au lycée, je connaissais quasi personne dans ma classe et c'était loin d'être mes amis… les jours ont passés, et inconsciemment, (je ne pourrais même pas vous dire comment) je me suis mise a parler aux autres ou ils se sont mis a me parler. au début j'étais réservée, et petit a petit je me suis rendue compte que la relation que j'avais avec eux n'avait rien avoir avec ceux du collège, avec qui d'ailleurs je n'ai plus aucune nouvelle.
on s'est mis a prendre de mes nouvelles, à s'inquiéter quand j'allais mal, à m'inviter pendant des sorties ou a aller dormir chez une amie.
quand mes amies m'attendaient lorsque lorsque j'étais aux toilettes, au début je trouvais ça DINGUE, jamais avant on m'attendais si je voulais aller aux toilettes. alors que dans l'fond c'est juste normal, fin voilà.
je passe cette année en terminale, j'ai la même bande d'amis que je me suis créée en seconde et qu'est ce que je les aime…d'autres personnes se sont ajoutés à notre groupe, mais depuis la seconde je vis “un rêve émerveillé.” vraiment. quand on ne savait pas ce que signifiait l'amitié, et qu'on la découvre un jour, la vraie amitié, je peux vous avouer que ça fait vraiment bizarre.
mes amis ont littéralement bouleversé ma vie depuis que je les ai rencontré, ils m'ont même sauvé la vie je dis parfois… @autumn90s en fait partie, je t'aime mon cœur ❤

donc à tout ceux qui sont seul ça changera un jour. peut être a l'entrée du lycée, ou alors a la fac à une école. peut-être même en vous inscrivant dans un sport. mais un jour les gens vous aime de tout votre cœur alors qu'avant vous étiez celui ou celle mis a l'écart.
ne perdez pas espoir.

Hier on est allé à la ville avec des amis et ils faisaient du shopping et à un moment j'ai vu la robe parfaite pour moi et j'ai cru que j'allais pleurer elle était qu'à 14€ du coup j'ai décidé d'aller mendier puis y'a un vieux dégueulasse qui a proposé de m'toucher les seins pour 20€ j'étais tellement offensée et choquée j'ai pris une pilule mais maintenant je m'en veux de pas l'avoir fait parceque j'me dis que j'suis carrément faible et que c'est pas grand chose, même mes amis m'ont dit que j'aurais dû le faire mais putain ça m'a rendue malade qu'il me dise ça comme ça, je sais pas quoi en penser, vous en pensez quoi vous? Je sais pas ce que j'aurais dû faire, en même temps j'en ai vraiment marre de pouvoir rien acheter pendant que tout le monde se fait plaisir

I’m in love with stories in which Grantaire falls for Enjolras before meeting him in person, before even knowing what he looks like.

Enjolras may be that guy working at the helpful outline Grantaire keeps calling

Enjolras may run that very famous blog on tumblr Grantaire loves to get into arguments with, but whom he secretly admires

Enjolras may be that anonymous angel who calls and pays a cab every Tuesday night because Grantaire is too drunk to go home and doesn’t remember his guardian angel’s face

Enjolras may be that faceless neighbour Grantaire has never seen, but they keep passing each other passive-aggressive notes under the door and the notes turn into letters and whole conversations

Enjolras may be that guy who sent him a text by mistake once, and Grantaire responded and they kept the conversation going for months without sharing a picture

Because Enjolras is light through his words and passion, not solely his appearance. And though lbr his physique is the cherry on top, Grantaire falls in love with a lot more than that

vivalamusaine  asked:

PROMPT: Enjolras hates aesthetic

“Enjolras, isn’t this the prettiest paper you’ve ever seen?”

“It’s useless.”

“But look at it, it’s such a beautiful colour. I’m going to write all my notes on it.”

“Courfeyrac, you can’t write anything on it. It’s so flimsy, the ink will bleed straight through. It serves no functional purpose past it’s colour. Why on earth did you buy it?”

“It suits my aesthetic, Enj.”

“I have no idea what you mean, but if the lack of practicality and logic is your… whatever you said, then it definitely does suit you.”

                                                         —–

“Grantaire, why are you putting this black glitter everywhere? Why on your book? 

“Aesthetic.”

“But you’re ruining it! How can you read like that? Where’s the reason in this?”

“It’s for my aesthetic, Apollo.”

“You make no sense. You’re being way too messy, no, don’t ruin another book with the glitter put it away, damn it. No, Grantaire, put that glitter bottle down.”

                                                         —–

“Jehan… is that a purple cat sweater with khaki shorts? And stripy knee high socks?”

“Mhmm. I feel like it quite fits with my aesthetic.”

“I hate that word, none of you make any sense!”

                                                         —–

“What’s your aesthetic, Enjolras?”

“Revolution.”

Alright, but bear with me.

Les Amis.

As.

Beauxbatons’s.

Ghosts.

Like, they haunt the school because it was built over the old Musain (ok, ok, I know it actually is like, in the Alps, but hey), and ended up coming back “to life”, so to say, because of an unlucky student’s potion that ended up being thrown out the window and fell directly on the ground, so suddenly there’s this odd bunch of revolutionaries wandering around the castle, being completly mistified (and excited) about all the magic stuff.

Combeferre usually haunting the library trying to get all the knowledge of magic he was never able to have.

Courfeyrac charming the first-year students while helping them out to get used to the school, sometimes randomly sitting at someone’s side during meal’s time if they’re feeling lonely.

Joly always appearing when it’s raining and someone’s trying to go out without an umbrella, ready to give a lecture about how they’re going to get a cold and you really should go back inside this instant young one.

Jehan helping the gardeners with the flowers, and always ready to weave some in someone’s hair while murmuring/discussing poetry to/with them.

Bossuet finally not tumbling over everything because now he’s incorporeal but even then managing to knock things out of it’s places accidentally.

Bahorel ‘tsk’-ing at the school’s robes and leaving affronted letters about it in the principal’s office. Or challenging first-year students who don’t yet know he’s a ghost to a arm-wrestling match only to laugh madly when their hands don’t encounter any resistance because he’s a freaking ghost.

Feully sitting in the back during classes, or doing origamis and tricolour cockades that the students collect and/or enchant.

Grantaire interrupting said classes with long speeches about nothing, to the ire of the teachers, or being the one who knows every nook and cranny of the school-grounds and the small magical village close-by, always managing to just be there when a student gets lost or is trying to sneak out (which he usually helps them to, if they bring some “offerings of wine to his poor, tormented soul, left to wander these empty corridors without ever finding rest”).

Enjolras having passionate discussions with the professors and students about the estabilishment and how the british magical system of schooling is prejudicial, why should someone segregate people in ‘houses’ it’s just wrong.

Just.

Les Amis as Beauxbatons’s ghosts

combeferre things
  • bouncing on his heels and eyes lighting up when people let him talk about his interests (moths)
  • going to push up his glasses even when he’s not wearing them
  • unironically correcting people when they’re joking
  • complimenting people without looking up from his work
  • humming any song that is stuck in his head until you hate him
  • clearing his throat at the worst times
  • having an infinite amount of ties
  • rocking on his feet when he’s nervous
  • waltzing to classical music alone in his room
  • having a pair of “formal glasses” (no one can tell the difference between his regular ones)
  • despite the stereotype, he has amazing penmanship
  • sitting under a tree and reading in the park
  • accidentally staying there all day and not realizing until it’s so dark he has trouble seeing his book
  • picks lint off of everyone else’s clothes
  • very poor typist
  • constantly being asked if he’s eaten because he always forgets
  • going to the playground with Courfeyrac
  • spinning the merry-go-round for the kids
  • he knows everyone that works at the nearby museum
  • helping Jehan with their garden on the roof of their apartment building
  • his laugh is either a giggle or he’s snorting and wheezing, there is no in between
  • loves holding hands with Courfeyrac on roller coasters
  • once said “lit” out loud and will never live it down
  • fixing his hair in windows
  • gesturing with his hands when talking
  • biting his tongue when trying to remember things
  • can basically fall asleep anywhere
  • because he doesn’t sleep at home
  • feeding the stray cats in his neighborhood
  • he is banned from chairs with wheels because he will roll all over the room with them and eventually fall
  • tapping Enjolras on the arm or hand when he’s getting too overheated
  • angry crying
  • carrying hair ties for Enj when he inevitably breaks his
  • hitting his head on literally everything
  • picnics in the park with a full tea set
  • occasionally rides the subway just to watch people
  • always the banker in board games
  • sending existential questions to their group chat at 3am and Grantaire is the only one awake to answer
  • horribly misinterprets his friends’ styles
  • sucks at coming up with gifts for people that aren’t books
  • waking up and going for runs as the sun rises (if he ever sleeps before then)
  • whining when people tell him to stop working or studying to rest and eat
  • playing any piano he sees
  • being the asl translator for Joly when Bossuet isn’t around
  • getting unintentionally loud when he talks about his interests
  • his friends exchanging knowing looks when he starts to ramble
  • group hugs
  • constantly dirty glasses
  • refusing to let anyone clean them
  • endless library fines
  • very easily startled
  • being ridiculously clumsy
  • spends half his life lying on the floor
  • is willing to come up with an argument for anything
  • calling people out for offensive jokes
  • fixing crooked paintings

insp.

anonymous asked:

Les Mis SpaceAU :--)

I rewatched Star Trek Into Darkness yesterday so you’re not gonna cut it
Disclaimer: My Star Trek knowledge is very limited

Space: the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Patria. Its five-year mission: to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no man has gone before.

  • Enjolras is the Captain of the ship and just can’t help but low key interfere when he sees a civilisation oppressed or at war, he just /has/ to, like a moral duty. He’s known by Starfleet as rebellious and often threatened to be suspended for interfering too often.
  • Combeferre is a science officer and first officer, always here to advise Enjolras and keep him from making any rash decisions. He completes and corrects Enjolras. Obligatory blue shirt. Nerds out about EVERYTHING they encounter
  • Courfeyrac is the second officer and helmsman. Lieutenant Courfeyrac, mind you. Constantly has to keep his tendency to flirt in check. Has a lot of empathy and feels for pretty much anyone. When Combeferre advises Enjolras to follow his brain, Courfeyrac advises him to follow his heart.
  • No one is really sure what Grantaire’s doing here? Like… he knows how to do a lot of stuff but he never settles anywhere? Rumours say he’s there because of his geographical and cultural knowledge, but no one really knows. Often seen gambling with the red shirts when the ship isn’t causing any technical trouble
  • Joly is the main medical officer on board. He’s busy more often than not because the crew just can’t stay in place and in one piece. Insists on testing unknown planet’s atmosphere BEFORE setting foot on it because you never know. Put cool fairy lights in the medical wing cause a happy patient is a recovering patient
  • Bossuet is a helmsman. Steers the ship like a champ, especially during emergencies of narrow spaces. Has a tendency to pet unknown animals because they’re cute, with more or less disastrous results. Good Mood officer in chief with Courfeyrac, they keep the crew smiling with they jokes.
  • Jehan is the communication officer, the one who’s in charge of taking and sending communications. They’re fluent in more language than you could think off. Finds beauty in about everything. Sometimes messes up a little by mumbling because they’re nervous so the translations are not always clear
  • Bahorel is the security chief aboard Patria, but he rarely actually NEEDS to keep the order around the ship because it’s pretty balanced. Except sometimes Enjolras and Grantaire who cause a bit of trouble. Hangs out with the engineers a lot. Should technically stop Enjolras from interfering but… let’s be real, it’s Bahorel we’re talking about
  • Feuilly is the chief engineer. He’s worked so damn hard to obtain that position and he sure as hell is going to keep this ship flying. Incredibly fast with his hands. Knows a lot of things about galactic conflicts and geopolitics. Enrolled because he wanted to embrace the whole wide world and make some good around him.

Les Mis aesthetic - POC collection

Grantaire

Among all these glowing hearts and thoroughly convinced minds, there was one sceptic. How came he there? By juxtaposition. This sceptic’s name was Grantaire, and he was in the habit of signing himself with this rebus: R. Grantaire was a man who took good care not to believe in anything.

Today was the last day of first semester :) !

  • Right after the bell rang, Amy and I drove to Downtown Disney so we could relax and hang out
  • Bought the Chicken Strip Platter from Jazz Kitchen Express and walked over to Disney’s Grand Californian Hotel & Spa so we could eat at the Balcony.
  • Amy drove me back to Rancho for Korean Club practice.
  • Kevin and I drove around: Drove down the Pacific Coast Highway, Checked out the resort in Newport Beach, Drove through UC Irvine’s area, then ended up in Newport Beach again.
  • We found a City Ground bike shop and Kevin bought straps for his bike.
  • Stopped by at Kura Sushi because we were hungry and ate a few plates of sushi.
  • Drove home and later bought Starbucks at night. 

Yeah :)