#baptistine myriel

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My uncle’s assessment of Les Mis characters, having reached the sewer digression:

“Bishop — idiot

Valjean — idiot

Javert — idiot

Marius — idiot

Absolute heroes — bishop’s sister, Éponine, and Cosette”

[nortism]

Old woman yuri old woman yuri!!!

Going back to my roots and doing some silly doodles of Magloire and Baptistine for @lesmisshippingshowdown

[piierogis]

here i go again with more old people :)

Baptistine and Magloire! icons tbh

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The Les Mis Rarepair of the day is …

❤️ Madame Magloire/Baptistine Myriel ❤️

Apparently, Maglistine is a rarepair. Rare! Goes to show that none of us here have good taste.

These two old women spend their lives together, in a quaint little town, with their pet bishop. Must I convince you that they are married?

Do you ship it?

Yes (ironically)

Yes (genuinely)

Yes (but only unrequited)

No

Old cottagecore lesbians are of no interest to me.

Voting ended onJun 4

Georgie Glen as Madame Baptistine, Heather Chasen as Madame Magloire

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LES MIS LETTERS IN ADAPTATION - Cravatte, LM 1.1.7 (Les Miserables - Takahiro Arai)

He would take neither his sister nor Madame Magloire. He traversed the mountain on mule-back, encountered no one, and arrived safe and sound at the residence of his “good friends,” the shepherds. He remained there for a fortnight, preaching, administering the sacrament, teaching, exhorting. When the time of his departure approached, he resolved to chant a Te Deum pontifically. He mentioned it to the curé. But what was to be done? There were no episcopal ornaments. They could only place at his disposal a wretched village sacristy, with a few ancient chasubles of threadbare damask adorned with imitation lace. “Bah!” said the Bishop. “Let us announce our Te Deum from the pulpit, nevertheless, Monsieur le Curé. Things will arrange themselves.” They instituted a search in the churches of the neighborhood. All the magnificence of these humble parishes combined would not have sufficed to clothe the chorister of a cathedral properly. While they were thus embarrassed, a large chest was brought and deposited in the presbytery for the Bishop, by two unknown horsemen, who departed on the instant. The chest was opened; it contained a cope of cloth of gold, a mitre ornamented with diamonds, an archbishop’s cross, a magnificent crosier,—all the pontifical vestments which had been stolen a month previously from the treasury of Notre Dame d’Embrun. In the chest was a paper, on which these words were written, “From Cravatte to Monseigneur Bienvenu.” “Did not I say that things would come right of themselves?” said the Bishop. Then he added, with a smile, “To him who contents himself with the surplice of a curate, God sends the cope of an archbishop.” “Monseigneur,” murmured the curé, throwing back his head with a smile. “God—or the Devil.” The Bishop looked steadily at the curé, and repeated with authority, “God!” When he returned to Chastelar, the people came out to stare at him as at a curiosity, all along the road. At the priest’s house in Chastelar he rejoined Mademoiselle Baptistine and Madame Magloire, who were waiting for him, and he said to his sister: “Well! was I in the right? The poor priest went to his poor mountaineers with empty hands, and he returns from them with his hands full. I set out bearing only my faith in God; I have brought back the treasure of a cathedral.”

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LES MIS LETTERS IN ADAPTATION - The Brother as Depicted by the Sister, LM 1.1.9 (Les Miserables - Takahiro Arai)

Just imagine, while washing and dusting the ceilings and walls, Madam Magloire has made some discoveries; now our two chambers hung with antique paper whitewashed over, would not discredit a château in the style of yours. Madam Magloire has pulled off all the paper. There were things beneath. My drawing-room, which contains no furniture, and which we use for spreading out the linen after washing, is fifteen feet in height, eighteen square, with a ceiling which was formerly painted and gilded, and with beams, as in yours. This was covered with a cloth while this was the hospital. And the woodwork was of the era of our grandmothers. But my room is the one you ought to see. Madam Magloire has discovered, under at least ten thicknesses of paper pasted on top, some paintings, which without being good are very tolerable. The subject is Telemachus being knighted by Minerva in some gardens, the name of which escapes me. In short, where the Roman ladies repaired on one single night. What shall I say to you? I have Romans, and Roman ladies [here occurs an illegible word], and the whole train. Madam Magloire has cleaned it all off; this summer she is going to have some small injuries repaired, and the whole revarnished, and my chamber will be a regular museum.

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old woman yuri 🫵

you don't know what i'd give for a gif of the 1985 proshot where they walk away holding hands ...

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