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robespapier · 1 year

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Two things: Beware that a royalist in hiding amont the choice, and someone else is there two times 🤭

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tygerland · 6 months

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#marlon brando #1950s #literature #icons #style #men #actor #guys #old hollywood #culture #fashion #movies #a streetcar named desire #retro #breton #book nerd #film #books #celebs #lit #🎭

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dovesick · 8 months

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stolas, the demon astronomer

#demon art #lemegeton #anthro art #furry art #bird anthro #stolas #stolas goetia #this is the first of a series based off louis le breton’s lemegeton illustrations #i’m absolutely obsessed with them #there’s so many cool ones including lots of bird demons #but stolas is my favourite bc he is an adorable long leggy owl #idk if u guys have seen the pics #he’s so cute ;A;#i think i might draw scox/shax next #he’s a super cool stork #i made stolas a melanistic barn owl bc their feathers look like galaxies

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bretongirlwrites · 6 months

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‘If I’d known,’ said Marcurio, ‘that we’d make it through Pale Pass and our only reward would be this, – I think I’d rather have gone up Frostcrag again.’

‘It’s nice bread,’ I protested.

‘Not just the bread,’ said Marcurio: spread his hands.

I must admit though I was halfway through my third slice of rye-bread, that the situation was not ideal. Fort Neugrad had after all, looked like a little village on the map, shaded in a mountain-cirque. But the maps had been published too long ago, or else been a propaganda piece; and the place now being an ice-house held together by a snow-drift, the legionnaires inhabiting it had resigned themselves to becoming half-starved icicles, and we must though footsore, follow suit.

‘If I were a legionnaire,’ said Marcurio at last, ‘I think I’d abandon international security and go and guard a nice tavern instead.’

‘We have a fire,’ said I.

It was a fine word, for a thing spitting from damp old logs: but regardless, Marcurio had gone for the fire-tongs, and spearing a slice of bread and more butter than we’d seen in a month, tried to make himself a palatable meal.

‘There’s that,’ said he: ‘You know, I used to think this was the height of cuisine, back at university, when my term’s money had run out. And it was nice bread, too, not the preserved remains of someone's old boot, –’

‘Oh!’ I laughed: ‘you will be hanged in Skyrim, for that, –’

‘At least I wouldn’t have to eat any more rye-bread,’ said Marcurio: but fell at once silent, when he heard footsteps in the corridor. He had judged right, and it was our Nordic friend of earlier, who took two steps into the room, and cried in indignation:

‘Is that toast?’

Marcurio looked up, and perfectly in his Cyrodiilic sensibilities, blinked at him.

‘It’s damn cold even in here,’ he protested.

Hadvar waited while he unhooked a slice; while he inspected the consistency of the butter; and until he had brought the offending article to his mouth; whereupon he informed us:

‘Must be a southern thing. We usually use the tongs for drying socks.’

Marcurio spluttered and dropped the toast in the fire. Hadvar chuckled and said what he’d meant to say: only that he’d wanted to know how we were getting on, and whether we were warm enough, – considering the capabilities of the place, – as warm as was possible, at least. He would check on us later, with bedding-things, and perhaps a bit more bread. Marcurio could not help but react as though the bread were a threat; and our soldier went away laughing.

‘I hate Skyrim,’ said Marcurio, scowling at him until he’d disappeared.

‘Oh!’ said I nibbling my fourth untoasted slice, thus far uncontaminated by socks: ‘it will not all be like this.’

‘Bloody well hope not,’ said he: ‘well! this can’t taste any worse, –’

And taking up the fire-tongs again, he announced that he’d not given the soldier enough credit for the idea; and spearing one each on the prongs, set his socks nicely toasting over the poor belaboured fire.

#breton girl writes #oc:julienne #kind of inspired by that time an 18th century german guy went to england and learnt about toast and decided it was the best thing since uhh #also inspired by the fact that i hate winter & i hate ice

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heliosynchronisity · 1 month

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im alive, just scuttling under rocks like a bug. Picking up skyrim again here and there and last night worked on my shy pouty orsimer girl Yazara. She's a student mage and a book worm who I made soley as an excuse to wander round skyrim and read all the books.

#tes #my screenshots #elder scrolls #skyrim #orismer #orc #shes shy about her big ears and i also imagine she has some either redguard or breton ancestry #shes a big baby and i love her #gonna try build her as a conjuration mage as thats not a style ive tried before #and also bc summoning guys to fight for u feels much more her style lol #ok bye

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quicksilverdrabbles · 1 year

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Avery: *a blind Breton healer* Khash, as much as I appreciate your help, you don't have to hold my hand everywhere we go if you don't want to. I know you like to explore. Besides, I have my familiar with me, I'd be fine.

Khash: Huh? But I like knowing that you're right here. What if you walk too far away and I don't notice and we get separated?

Avery: I can almost guarantee I'd notice your distance before it comes to that, little one. I'm not as helpless as you think, you know.

Khash: I know.. You are very strong. Much stronger than me, but..

Avery: *kneels down and places a hand on the kid's shoulder* You have nothing to worry about. I have lived my whole life without sight. You only worry because you have known me for a short amount of time. I always manage to find my way around.

Khash: Mm.. Promise to use my summon spell if we ever get separated?

Avery: I swear. Now go explore. I heard quite a few woodland creatures scurrying about, I'm sure they'd love to play.

Khash: Okay! Thank you!

Avery: ... Right, shall we do a bit of exploring ourselves then, Styx? *the wolf familiar barks, pressing itself to her side insistently* Hehe. Yes, yes, I know you won't let me get lost.

#can you guys tell i like bretons #Avery's one of my oldest skyrim ocs #she's in her mid 30's and has lived through some shit #definitely the mom of the group #skyrim #tes #the elder scrolls #modded skyrim #dragonborn #ldb oc #khash the argonian #khash skyrim #Avery oc

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came-out-of-the-coffin-desisted · 1 year

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my haaaaaands are still fucked uuuuuup but when they’re unfucked up i’m gonna draw smth so sexy and delicious for my new skyrim oc i can see the comp in my mind’s eye it’d just make my hands fall off if i tried to draw it

#he’s a liiiiiiitle bit of a serial killer so i’m envisioning him in like a white gown/robe with his hair up like in fucking. ella enchanted #in the garden with caryalind thallery but the knife behind his back is just coated in blood and there’s a pile of bodies behind him that we #can see but cary can’t see. i LOVE cary btw if you haven’t tried him as a follower highly highly recommend #vaynis is a character i didn’t think i’d get all that attached to i just wanted to try out the ancient falmer mod and then i got like. SO #attached to him immediately. he’s not actually an ancient falmer he’s just like. a non betrayed falmer who’s 23. his dad was like the #ultimate ‘i survive everything bc i’m good at hiding’ kinda guy who was a child when the snow prince died and he just fucked off into the #jerall mountains for forever basically. and another falmer (much younger) stumbled on him up there and was like ‘dude wtf if you have #immortality magic why do you live in a wizard shack in the mountains’ and he was like ‘well. i’m wicked scared all the time you see’#so in exchange for teaching her the immortality spell he was like ‘will you have a baby with me so the falmer don’t die out’ and she was #like ‘yeah ok but i’m not raising this fucking baby. i’m leaving i’m not a mom. you won’t make me a mom’ and he was like ‘yeah sure ok’#secretly thinking if he built her a tower she’d stay. so every day he’d build the tower bit by bit with magic and everyday she’d plan to #leave and like in a fairytale they had the ‘i’m going to leave’ ‘i know’ conversation but then vaynis was born and she actually DID leave bc #she wasn’t a mom! she told him that! but he was like shocked bc he was a moron. and so he locked vaynis in his wizard tower and only let him #out to teach him how to hunt and track and forage. and vaynis really wanted to see the world but his dad would never change. so he planned #to leave and he picked himself out a nice breton adventurer to seduce into taking him along only when his dad found out he killed the breton #and locked vaynis back in the tower. and vaynis waited and watched and planned and pretended like he was sorry. and then one day he #knifed him in his sleep. and took his shit and escaped. but auriel wasn’t super happy about that so he shipwrecked him. and ever since theb #vaynis has been pretty pathetic. he’s working on it but like. it really is kinda embarassing to watch. anyway his new scheme for glory is to #join the thalmor and he IS really pretty so this thalmor agent in solitude was like ‘hey the heir to the aldmeri dominion is also here and #we like. really need him back and with his head in the game. the nords are stupid they think you’re a altmer but like. i know a bitch whose #race is supposed to be extinct when i see one. you seduce caryalind thallery back into line and we’ll help you do whatever you wanna do to #restore the falmer. ideally it’s integrate with us.’ so vaynis obviously takes that fucking opportunity but problems arise bc caryalind #isn’t quite as seduceable as previously thought. yeah he’s flirty but he’s also looking for something serious and trying to become a better #person. so vaynis is on a journey of ‘get aldmeri prince to marry me and have his baby to achieve greatness’ when they stumble into helgen #after alduin attacks (bc as we all know i’m addicted to the ‘the prisoner dies and akatosh has to pick a new dragonborn’ narrative’ and he #) and akatosh picks vaynis honestly? to be funny. i love interpreting akatosh as a smartass it’s so funny to me #‘yeah there’s a whole world riding on this but like. wouldn’t it be kinda hilarious to see what happens?’#alternatively maybe akatosh and auriel are one in the same. you decide #anyway becoming the dragonborn really complicates this plan like. MOST severely

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lafcadiosadventures · 1 year

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Hi. gerard de nerval is amazing

#that’s it that’s the post #the galaxy brain of this guy x)#just finished hand of glory #if you know what a hand of glory is nerval puts such a great twiat to the whole hand making business #* twist #i need an animated short of this story by yesterday #also breton said nerval is one of the 1st to use the word surrealism?? this tale is absolutely surrealist #also this story is pretty dark when you think about it but it’s so much fun you don’t notice it

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ladychlo · 2 years

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#😭😭😭 wait let me complain #you guys I seriously dont have an accent when I talk in french like I sound normal or whatever #like accents are myth tbh lol anyway #customer 1: *seriously humming* your accent.... are you from Belgium?#then he proceeds to be disappointed when I said no #customer 2: where are you from? (me proceeds to say I'm moroccan) oh well you dont have an accent its impressive I'd say you're french #customer 3: I noticed you have a funny accent where are you from? (me says I'm morrocan) OH I KNEW IT #customer 4: *proceeds to ask me to slow down my stupid Accent Provinçal*#😭😭 idk wtf happened to them today they all collectively decided to analyze my speech #its annoying like sir I can hear your Breton accent do you see me complaining😭😭

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already-14 · 2 years

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La rencontre d’André Breton et de Guy Debord n’a jamais eu lieu. Selon Debord, il allait de soi que l’un excluait l’autre : Breton et le surréalisme appartenaient au passé, celui-là même que la Seconde Guerre mondiale venait d’engloutir, en sorte que tout était à recommencer. Ce jugement expéditif à l’égard du surréalisme méritait d’être reconsidéré dans un esprit étranger à tout règlement de compte. Car tout en rejetant avec mépris le surréalisme vivant, les lettristes radicaux qui ont pris en 1957 le nom de situationnistes n’ont pu échapper à toute forme de ressemblance ; c’est avec le sentiment d’être en terrain connu que de jeunes surréalistes de la dernière vague (1946-1969) sont entrés en relation avec Debord et quelques-uns de ses amis au milieu des années 1950. Ça commence bien, disait le tract qu’ils rédigèrent de concert... mais ça finit mal.

Divergence fondamentale ou intime parenté occultée par des rivalités de façade ? Une histoire détaillée des relations mouvementées entre surréalistes de Paris et de Bruxelles avec Guy Debord et ses amis restait à écrire pour comprendre, notamment, un des ressorts de la construction de l’identité situationniste.

Surréalistes et situationnistes, vies parallèles contient des tracts, une dizaine d’illustrations et des textes de Jean-Louis Bédouin, André Breton, Claude Courtot, Adrien Dax, Tom Gutt, Simon Hantaï, Gérard Legrand, Marcel Mariën, Benjamin Péret, José Pierre, Jean Schuster, Jan Strijbosch, Raoul Vaneigem et Joseph Wolman, et des lettres inédites de Guy Debord. Il permet de remonter le cours tumultueux de ces vies parallèles.

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#andré breton #guy debord #jérôme duwa #christophe bourseiller #surréalisme #situationnisme #lettrisme

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robespapier · 2 years

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That very strange moment when Guy Breton, the 1960s writer who reads like 19C bullshit, is more interested in telling stories for shit and giggle than in historical accuracy, and wants everyone to have had lots of heterosexual sex because that's his idea of fun, is more sensible than 21C Historians: