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Octopus changes colour outside the water
It looks like it’s dying
OH GOD. THAT’S SO FUCKING SCARY.
Waaaaait whoa. Guys. He’s also changing the texture of his skin, along with attempting to match the tone of the ship’s(?) floor.
HE’S TRYING TO BLEND IN.
HE KNOWS HE’S IN DANGER AND HE’S SCARED AND DOESN’T WANT TO BE SEEN.
SHHHHH NO BABY OCTOPUS COME HERE IT’S OKAY <3
We literally have a shape shifting animal with the best camouflage mechanism in nature and nobody thinks that’s the coolest shit like what the fuck we could learn so much from it’s biology everyone needs to get outta my face cause this creature is metal as fuck
There’s one better than this. It’s the cuttlefish. (I watch a lot of animal documentaries, okay?)
No but you have to post a gif of the cuttlefish now. Animal shows are the best shows because nature
the ninjas of the sea
y’all see this motherfucker right here?
this is the Indonesian Mimic Octopus.
This cool little guy can mimic a crab, lionfish, sea snake, flatfish, and jellyfish. He uses these amazing disguise techniques to avoid and deter predators, and also to attract possible meals.
he is the sneakiest ninja of the sea
les mis outsiders au with genderqueer greaser bahorel and androgyne soc enjolras who are secretly dating (ﾉ◡‿◡)ﾉ～*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
Hugo’s descriptions of the deaths at the barricade.
In order: Bahorel, Jean Prouvaire, Eponine, Gavroche, Bossuet, Feuilly, Courfeyrac, Joly, Combeferre, Enjolras, and Grantaire.
Taken from the Signet Classic complete and unabridged paperback edition.
do you think that enjolras noticed grantaire sleeping at the table before the soldiers rushed in, and thought grantaire was dead
imagine his realization that grantaire, the one who’d wanted no part in the revolution, had died just like the others - it was me who sent him off to sleep - what if i hadn’t? what if i’d told him to go home instead? would he have survived? what if what if what if
and imagine that moment of sheer relief when grantaire stands up and enjolras realizes that it’s going to be all right, that he won’t be alone
Tumblr AU where a model Enjolras runs a popular blog where he posts pictures of himself - naked and covered with a plethora of self-expressed tattoos, all his marks and scars, his different-coloured hairstyles, him just in his underwear, him with loads of artistic effects, with rosy lips and a feminine body, just lots of beautiful pictures of himself. Grantaire’s an artist who doesn’t have inspiration as of late, but found Enjolras’ blog one day, and thinks, holy fucking shit, this man looks like a savage Antinous. Then he proceeded to sketch Enjolras everyday, going through all of Enjolras’ phases, emotions, depressions, muses, thoughts, diary entries of his idealistic republican college friends and all their rallies, riots, petitions, and tours, and begrudgingly knowing that he is falling in love with a man he doesn’t even know in real life, and who is halfway across the universe from him.
love love love round 3! but can we cut it out with everyone saying en-jol-RAH. seriously. in the Paris cast recording you can hear them say en-jol-RAS in French and when the actors in the 2012 film were receiving accent training for the names and bits of french, Aaron Tveit clearly got the memo about pronouncing the S too. if Schonberg and Boublil didn’t correct them then, I think we can safely assume it’s okay to pronounce the S. it sounds seriously pretentious and terrible in English.
We will take this on board but can we also cut it out with the condescending tone? Thanks. Our actors are trying as hard as they can with a very difficult word.
I don’t think it’s widely known, but we have acouple of real life actual French speaking people on the teams. The general consensus was to go without the ‘s’ but that both are acceptable (yo French has regional accents too…like most places). This is one of those things where whatever we did we would get msgs about this pronunciation, sorry, we really can’t please everyone on this. And OF COURSE it sounds terrible in English, the English have been butchering the French language for centuries.
Ooooh, I want to submit a gif too! Hope you’ll like it and I just wanted to say I’m absolutely in looooove with your writing and your blog. You seem like such a great person and I’ll shut up now!
Ahhhhhh everyone is sending me hot Aaron gifs and my poor little heart can’t handle all this gorgeousness *~*
Because the appropriate mental response to Aaron Tveit drinking and smoking is “ANGSTY REINCARNATION AU”, obviously.
The One Who Waited
The day Grantaire finally finds Enjolras, he has been sober for one hundred and fifty years.
The rain drives him from the streets into a dinghy bar where the music is too loud and the people too rowdy. Grantaire grimaces in distaste even as he seats himself at the bar and orders a coffee. He has spent too many years drowning his grief in his cups to have taste for such places any longer, the memory of striking eyes and full lips twisted in disgust curbing any lingering desires for the favourite of his previous vices.
He drinks only socially now, tempered his appetite, as one must when living in a society where alcohol lubricates all interactions. He can share wine without finding the bottom of the bottle, drinks spirits without leaving his senses completely. He has come a long way for his control and he imagines Enjolras will be proud.
As the bartender sets his order on the counter and he hands over the payment, a loud chorus of cheers arises from the corner. He glances over in curiosity. His heart stops in his throat.
It has been one hundred and eighty two years since he’d last seen him, bloody and tattered and so very gone. In all that time, he’d dreamed of all the different ways they could be reunited – clinging to the hope that he had not been given life eternal only to spend it without him. In his mind, he had pictured seeing him leading protests, making laws, changing the world.
The man before him does not have the curls, or the feminine curve to his jaw that Grantaire has dreamed of these past centuries. The familiar, full lips are softened and laughing, quite unlike the firm determination Grantaire had both loved and admired. But his eyes remain striking, beautiful, piercing. Grantaire curls his hands into fists and presses them to his trembling lips.
He has found Enjolras.
courf going round jehan’s and they’re making out on the sofa when something that is defintely not jehan’s hand crawls across courfeyrac’s chest and it turns out to be jehan’s tertantula which he forgot to put away and courf is just screaming
so the poet puts it away quickly and has to cuddle courf and tell him really lame jokes to calm him down
I haven’t made screeching noises about the filming of Do You Hear the People Sing in at least a few days, and that really needed to be rectified.
Dark surrealism in Georgiy’s Alexandrov photography
Russian artist Georgiy Alexandrov creates stunning and dark surreal world with his photo camera. His works usually includes existence of some bigger powers and evil.
ASEXUAL HOMOROMANTIC ENJOLRAS AND BISEXUAL GRANTAIRE IN A LOVELY CUDDLY RELATIONSHIP THAT IS MUTUALLY SATISFACTORY AND NO LESS IMPORTANT THAN SEXUAL RELATIONSHIPS
When I was in the 3rd grade, I thought I was straight, because I live in a society where heterosexuality is assumed, outward characteristics are used as orientation indicators, and being queer is seen as a negative thing.