Fret not Dear Heart

Fra | Evil Angst Lord | she/they | Les Misérables & lots of other things

[edgy-fluffball]

Nocturnal Acquaintances

Chapter 97/?

(I know, it says chapter 100 on ao3... but I'd rather keep the milestone for the actual 100th chapter)

Grantaire relished in the physical reminder of how much a long, hot shower could impact a human being’s state. With Joly and Bousset at Musichetta’s in order to come up with some confectionist fever dream of a cake, he allowed himself to stand under the warm spray until his finger tips were shrivelled and he couldn’t feel his hair tangle whilst combing through it. Eventually, he stepped out of the shower and wrapped himself into a towel. With one hand holding it closed, he combed out his hair again in front of the mirror, cursing his curls for poking him in the eyes almost immediately. If it wasn’t for whatever preparations Jehan likely went through, he had half a mind to walk over and demand a haircut from them to take care of the mess he called a hairstyle.

Instead, he used a random hairclip, likely left by Musichetta on the occasion of a visit, a bejewelled butterfly that readily spread its wings to embrace his hair and keet it out of his eyes. The necessity of hair growing out of an established hairstyle eluded Grantaire as he continued through the flat, towel pinched around his waist. Adonis mewled for more food or a treat from the kitchen as he passed, indignant in the quiet ignorance Grantaire offered in return. Since he seemed unlikely to receive more offerings, the cat instead began to sharpen his claws on the skirts, without doubt to attack and avenge himself later that night.

‘I’ll feed you before I head next door, impatient gremlin,’ Grantaire assured him before closing his bedroom door in an attempt to refocus on the pile of clothes he had thrown onto his bed earlier in a fit of confidence in his styling talent.

It had only taken him ten minutes to realise that he had no idea which vibe his outfit should present when he walked over to the birthday party of the year. Asking Jehan, again, was out of the question, Bahorel, too. None of his friends would be of any help, he realised as he dug through his drawers to at least have some underwear to cover himself until he found actual clothes that worked for a manic fairy rave that likely awaited him.

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[revolutionnaire-farouche]

the results came back: the doctor says the beating of my heart echoes the beating of the drums

[nortism]

POV: You are Marius entering the back room of the Café Musain

Yes I did use Phoenix Wright as a pose reference. I’ve never played Ace Attorney but it felt appropriate. Happy Barricade day

Stills under the cut

[revolutionnaire-farouche]

citizens I checked the weather app and apparently there's one more day before the storm

[veryfastnighuncatchable]

General Lamarque has been dead for 194 slutty, slutty years

[currentlycryingaboutlancelot]

me, calling my brother, urgently: ok, who would win, the knights of the round table or the kpop demon hunters? you may laugh, but listen, the three of them jumped out of a plane with no parachute and landed totally fine IN HEELS at their kpop concert. i dont know that they can take much damage. plus i think lancelot would be really overwhelmed by the concept of kpop. and

[davetheshady]

initially the knights of the round table appear to have the advantage, attacking the supernatural sirens with confusing hair colors with gusto; huntrix is obviously reluctant to engage with innocent(ish) humans. however, the tides begin to turn when 1) rumi not only holds her own against excalibur, but also glows in a very non-evil-coded manner, which a random hermit explains is the same light as the star of bethlehem; 2) zoey tells sir gawain mid-battle she just wants everyone to stop fighting and he is constitutionally incapable of ignoring a request from a nice young lady; and 3) mira picks up one of the many pieces of cursed furniture lying around and absolutely whales the tar out of sir kay.

at this point actual demons attack and the two groups team up and for some reason lancelot is dressed as a backup dancer. crisis averted, the round table inquires about the obligatory secret familial connection and discover that rumi and merlin have the same demon dad, so that's okay. mira gives kay all his teeth back and they all have a feast, which is interrupted halfway through by derpy delivering a message with the next quest. unfortunately, the WIP is then abandoned before being picked up by a different author who writes 300K about blackpink's quest for the holy grail, the end.

[paulgadzikowski]

The "abandoned before being picked up by a different author" bit makes it sound like we're talking about a 500,000 word multichapter AO3 story but the medieval romances were exactly like that

[markocomics]

[bigwordsandsharpedges]

Theres a novel by Poul Anderson called The High Crusade, which has an alien spacecraft land in rural England in 1345 during the Hundred Year’s War. The local baron has been raising an army to help King Edward against the French, and immediately assumes this must be some kind of enemy trick.

In a way, he’s correct: the aliens are scouts for a brutal and repressive interstellar empire, which has dominated numerous planets through their devastating technology.

Unfortunately, this reliance on advanced weapons means they’ve completely forgotten all forms of melee combat and Sir Roger of Tourneville leads his militia to defeat the aliens easily.

They spare a single enemy, forcing him to fly the ship at spearpoint. They intend to raid behind enemy lines, capture the king of France to end the war, and then go onward to reclaim the Holy Land using the same tactic.

In an attempt to outwit the knights, the alien pilot actually travels to the nearest Imperial planet, where he expects the occupying military forces to save him.

I won’t spoil the details, but the knights accept this as a challenge and declare the launch of the “high crusade”.

[yimra-deactivated20250209]

That last picture is so stupidly badass I might tattoo that next to my dick cause it ain’t getting any better after that

[oldschoolfrp]

Reminder that in 1983 Ares magazine #16 included a board game based on The High Crusade, with Larry Elmore art and a new short story by Anderson, “Quest,” set in that universe.

[veronicaleighauthor]

[theluckywizard]

Long Distance and Epistolary Pining Prompts

Created for @thedasweekend!

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Searching for their scent in an article of clothing

The empty space in bed where they ought to be

A shared daily ritual

Hunting for a gift for when they're reunited

Senseless, unmanageable jealousy

Sitting beneath the same moon(s)

Irrational fear that the worst has occurred

Remembering or forgetting the particular details of their face

Imagining their touch

Suffering the silence

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A letter of complaint

Reading between the lines of a letter

A letter so often read, the creases have grown pliant and fuzzy.

A letter of physical longing

A letter written in panic

A letter half-washed away

Dropping everything to read a letter

Writing a letter over and over

[fibro-memes]

[pnglove]

☁️ Snoopy Tiramisu

[fayevalentinesgamblingchip]

Been reading howls moving castle lately and i do love how idgaf maxxing sophie is about. Everything. Learns her sisters swapped places bc one wanted to learn magic while the other wanted a family😐👍 gets turned into an old lady by the wicked witch of the waste😐👍 meets a fire demon and makes a contract w him before taking a nap on a cozy chair😐👍 learns shes a witch ans has been speaking magic into every hat she ever made😐👍 like i strive to give that little of a fuck. Which is contrasted to howl going on a neurotic spiral every two pages

[manicpixiedckgirl]

[theaudientvoid]

There are multiple chapters that are set in hospitals where the characters are attempting to recover from injuries that never fully heal. I must once again stress that my experience in WWI was perfectly normal.

[aro-ace-from-outer-space22]

There is a giant horrible mudplain full of unrecoverable and perfectly preserved dead bodies that the characters have to walk through in a land where the air is poisoned gas, and on a compLETELY UNRELATED NOTE: WWI WAS TOTALLY FINE AND NORMAL!!

[hamletthedane]

And why are you all saying lotr was also a way for me to process the trauma and horror I experienced watching my own sons and students fight in WWII. Just because one of my characters longs to fight alongside her loved ones to save her country instead of being told to stay put, keep calm, and carry on while the world around her completely falls apart and all hope seems lost…..made to silently bear witness to the death and destruction of her people and the lands she is unable to protect….

Yes, I began writing these books during WWII while my sons were actively on the front lines, but my experience watching the young people I loved and taught dying to save me and my country from invasion in WWII bc my generation did not in fact end all wars WAS TOTALLY FINE AND NORMAL!!

[ebookporn]

[rohirric-hunter]

"You could get up early and do it before work" I could also wait for a magic beanstalk to start growing in my living room LMAO. Let's focus on things that happen in the real world

[inkstaindusk]

knight/lord ships are like. what if i would die for you. what if i wanted you to live for me. what if i wanted to touch you but could only be satisfied with being near you. what if i could touch you but only through the safety of our gloves. what if i couldn’t stop thinking about you right next to me. what if i bloodied my hands for you and never looked back at the wreckage. what then

[inkstaindusk]

what if i wasn’t allowed to love you. what if i loved you anyway. what if you knew and i knew but we wouldn’t dare to take that step. what if we made meaningful eye contact as i knelt at your feet and devoted my whole being to you. what if i whispered your name for only you to hear

[inkstaindusk]

“my lord” is actually something that can be so personal

[inkstaindusk]

what if i said “my lord” but i actually meant “my love”

[hypotenussy]

the number 1 rule of fanfic is have fun and be yourself. the number 2 rule is the average healthy adult male can lose roughly 2 liters of blood before dying.

[thecharmingquirksofothers]

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