I am in love with your bisayajorlas tag. WHY HAVE I JUST DISCOVERED YOU NOW? WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL MY LIFE?
someone needs to tell him to put the laptop on the table, it’ll fry his lap.
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I am in love with your bisayajorlas tag. WHY HAVE I JUST DISCOVERED YOU NOW? WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL MY LIFE?
someone needs to tell him to put the laptop on the table, it’ll fry his lap.
After a thousand years in Real Life, hello, I am back for a while. Here’s to the two anons who asked more or less the same thing! :) (you know who you are and what you asked, haha! Tumblr is being funny and won’t let me answer your questions individually, so.)
(thanks, bisaya!Enjolras.)
thanks kannibal for letting me draw bisayajolras.......he is perfect and i love him
hi okay so i love your bisayajolras thing and this is so not related but my friend and i went to the national museum one day and when she was on the jeep ride home there was a dude with stupidly curly hair stuck into a beanie and an ear pierce and sick as fuck baybayin tats all over his arms??? and i was thinking gRANTAIRE and then i thought about bisayajolras coming to manila to further his studies and meeting art hist expert/museum curator grantaire and y...eah this was stupid im sorry
Three things.
Your fucking name rocks. I can’t deal with it. I think of him checking out all the hotties making Tirad passes at ‘em
I posted this on Twitter, and you have killed several of my friends. Count it as a victory. I was thinking a dropout from UP Fine Arts or the National School of the Arts or something
(excuse the crude sketch, I’m back from travelling again, hehe)
Rules: In a text post, list ten books that have stayed with you in some way. Don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard — they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you. Tag [ten] friends, including me, so I’ll see your list. Make sure you let your friends know you’ve tagged them!
Tagged by byedobby
(I already did this on fb so just gonna paste that hehe)
1.The Harry Potter series by JK Rowling 2.I Am the Messenger by Markus Zusak 3.The Book Thief by Markus Zusak 4.The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas by John Boyne 5.Looking for Alaska by John Green (I'm going to cheat and add Paper Towns by John Green here) 6.The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky 7.To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee 8.We Were Liars by Emily Lockhart 9.The Princess Diaries by Meg Cabot 10.The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon
I tag: bisayajolras,to-those-who-love,holmeswattson and John Green (that is if he ever sees this)
"I'm going to kill him." "Please don't, that'll suspend us." "We'll beat the shit out of his team." "Exactly why you can't kill him. Yet."
Quick tweener sketch thing. Cosette is an expert at keeping Ep cool during games.
A quick Cosette for the Bisayajolras ensemble...I didn't expect it to expand beyond that one drawing ;; Her dad's an honourable councilman and representative (but he will not tell you about how he used to serve in the Army, and promised a dying woman to care for her child, after helping them flee a rebel-torn town in Basilan)
OH MY GOD YOUR BISAYAJOLRAS IS JUST THE BEST THING EVER OMG PLEASE TELL ME YOU'RE GONNA DRAW MORE OF HIM BECAUSE THE WORLD NEEDS MORE RACEBENT FILIPINO ENJOLRAS <333 also i agree with you wholeheartedly about the whole news reporting thing okay that is all bye <3
"Do you know that ûkay comes from the root Cebuano halukay to mean ‘dig for’? Traditionally they were relief clothes surplus, or segunda mano stuff. You dig around until you find something you like, then take it home. ‘Vintage’ doesn’t quite cut it, the sense of loss and purpose is not there. Too elegant, too thoughtful of who wears it next. Ûkay is anything but elegant. It's a bit desperate.”
He pauses, pulling a yellow-blue-and-red collared shirt from the pile. “I think there’s a metaphor in that. We’re a mixed and salvaged nation, but if we dig around deep enough, and long enough, we’ll find something relevant to reclaim.”