van gogh writing his brother for paints
hemingway testing his shotgun
celine going broke as a doctor of medicine
the impossibility of being human
Do Grantaire and Jehan actually have homosexual tendencies or is that a thing just created by the fandom?
i swear to godi fi it wasfnt finals week at ahrvard
yes hello i m yosb yes i created it i also created victor hugo and les mis yes hello i am text i am word of god
yes! here’s the commissions page i have set up for now (it’s a skeleton; i’m revamping everything after finals week is over)!
i dont have a set price for international shipping because it varies, but it’s usually between $3.00 to $6.00?
i ship usps (first class) with a letter envelope, usually the weight is no more than 0.6 oz
thanks for asking! *：°・☆ヾ(δ_δ。)
( ˘ ³ ˘ )♥ ﾟ+｡:.ﾟ a commission (in art) is where you pay an artist to draw you something of your choice
no, anon, you’re inspirational!!!
jesus was a carpenter yosb drew les mis erotica
human beings in a dash whats a dash to a king whats a king to a god
what’s a god to a yosb
wassup motherfucker where my money at
we ain’t got nothing to lose motherfucker we rollin’
no one man should have all that power
BUT WE ARE NOT MEN
susan and i periodically search twitter for our urls and favourite and retweet people who talk shit about us and then blast watch the throne
beth: so you judge your success by the amount of ill will you generate from those around you
me: hey if people aint mad at you youre doing something wrong
susan sitting on the sidelines for this whole fight until someone brings up jehan prouvaire
its because hes hugo code for gay thats my baby boy i gotta fight homophobia for him
i remember clearly the deaths of three men. one was the richest man of the century, who, having clawed his way to wealth through the souls and bodies of men, spent many years trying to buy back the love he had forfeited and by that process performed great service to the world and, perhaps, had much more than balanced the evils of his rise. i was on a ship when he died. the news was posted on the bulletin board, and nearly everyone received the news with pleasure. several said, “thank god that son of a bitch is dead.”
john steinbeck (east of eden)
at harvard we dont say “i love you” we say “write a fourteen page paper on the over-medicalization of health and its effects on the socioeconomic gradient of individual agency and institutional holism with particular regards to cognitive constructs of medical diagnosis (which is in itself a social construction) and non-clinical iatrogenesis in six hours” which roughly translates to “fuck sociology please kill me why did i challenge myself” and i think thats beautiful