See, this is a difficult question not because I think any of them wouldn’t but because I think they all definitely would.
Enjolras shows up in a temper because someone was abusing a baby goat and who does things like that and raging about the injustices of animal abuse while cuddling the baby.
Combeferre is goat-sitting and enthuses about the many and varied uses for goats and has his goat litter-trained and thus figures he may as well bring it out to get socialized.
Courfeyrac confiscated the kid because it was being held as evidence at the police station or something and it was bleating and really, Enjolras, what was he supposed to do, leave it there?
One of Feuilly’s neighbors had the goat but couldn’t take care of it anymore, so he took it in, and it’s still young enough to need frequent feeding, so he brings it to the meeting.
Jehan turns up with the goat following at his heels, announces he’s named it Eurydice because it followed him out of hell, and declines to explain further. When Combeferre points out it is a boy goat he only gets a withering look in response.
Joly and Bossuet turn up with a goat, Bossuet’s arm in a sling, and about six bags full of potential goat foods Joly wants to try. Both of them look very shifty. They all decide it is probably best not to ask.
Bahorel met this dude with a baller goat, and the dude was totally an asshole, so he punched him out and took the goat. The goat’s name is Rex. Like T. Rex, Enjolras, cool it, I’m not indoctrinating my goat into the monarchy.
Some model for one of Grantaire’s art classes came with a goat because they thought it would make for a good ~pastoral painting~ or something, and then left the goat there, so Grantaire shrugged and brought it with him. It’s named Bottle. Shut up, Courfeyrac, that’s a totally legit goat name.
Marius does not know why this goat is following him will someone please help him and stop giggling and taking pictures :(((((
1) I am considering skipping school to go to a protest tomorrow becuase Obama will be in the area but also I’m terrified of going to a protest tomorrow
2) I’m desperately trying to find volunteer work for August and September because I won’t have school anymore but it’s just??? Either people don’t respond to my emails or I am scared to email them in the first place.
so here’s the roundup, if you missed the last 10 posts or so
Romeo and Juliet, Queer Ladies Edition
- Natasha Lyonne as Romeo
- Lupita Nyong’o as Juliet
- Kristen Stewart as Benvolio
- Samira Wiley as Mercutio
- Arden Cho as Tybalt
- Samantha Barks as Paris
- Lucy Liu as The Prince
- Laverne Cox as Friar Laurence
night vale is full of thought provoking humour and beautifully inspirational monologues but “subway? more like wowza” will always be one of the best things it’s ever come up with
it’s right at the top of the list with “what’s an egg” and “i never knew school cleaning appliances were so strong”
"Mountains? More like nothings"
"Nice try, giant worms.”
"And I was like, whatever, rich guy!”
- Courfeyrac: Grantaire! Aren’t you going to help us build the barricade?
- Grantaire: To quote Hamlet Act III Scene iii line 92, “no”.
I’m tired of people being like “Enjolras sucks at giving hugs” stop saying that. Enjolras is the greatest at giving hugs. They’re rare. Sometimes he forgets people just need a good hug, he’s so wrapped up in his cause that he just forgets how nice hugs are. But then someone’s sad, like Feuilly, or Jehan, or Grantaire. Or maybe Gavroche did really well on a test and he’s so excited because he studied really hard with Courfeyrac! So they hug him, and he’s a little surprised like “Oh!” But then he wraps his arms around them nice and tight, bunching their shirt in his fist, pulling them closer and he nuzzles his face in their shoulder and he whispers about how much he cares. He tells them how much they mean to him and his cause (because really they’re one and the same, at least in his mind) and he kisses their cheek, and strokes the hairs at the nape of their neck so intimate and so very fond, to the point where they break apart and he goes on his merry way and there’s a longing in the other person’s chest for another hug from the chief.
“I’m a word freak. I like words. I’ve always compared writing to music. That’s the way I feel about good paragraphs. When it really works, it’s like music.”