I’m going to be at the best place on Earth for three weeks, with very limited, if any, Internet access. As a result, I will be almost never online. I’m not dead, I haven’t ditched you, I’m simply away. Camp will be ending on the third of August, so I’ll return and begin regularly posting once more around then.
Also note that my phone is not working very well, so if you’re someone I know and this is the best way I have of reaching you, let this serve as a warning that I will have a very hard time texting you back.
Thank you for hanging on until then, and I’m sure I will be back with many interesting stories!
*reblogs this on my Les Miserables blog so that all of my followers are aware*
today i celebrate a half a year in les mis fandom) it all began on january the 2nd, when i accidently read russel crowe’s deffensive response about his bad singing in the movie))) well, no, actually it all began 10 years ago with “confrontation”, but that’s an ancient history.
so, to mark my anniversary, i’ve decided to draw something warm and fluffy and less miserable than usual)
"les mis" have become my safety blanket and my place to hide when i’m upset or hurt. and i found the best fandom with the most talented and intelligent people ever. even more than that, i should thank “les mis” for philip, my current muse, and therefore for “sunday…” and eventually for sondheim, for everything that i love now most of all. there is a whole new world around me nowadays.
sorry about all the jabbering) here is the picture of valjean and cosette, and i really hope that they are happy)
[five] deaths » Gavroche Thénardier | 3/5
The bullets ran after him, he was more nimble than they. He was playing an indescribable terrible game of hide-and-seek; every time the flat-nosed face of the spectre approached, the gamin snapped his fingers.
One bullet, however, better aimed or more treacherous than the others, reached the Will-o’-the-wisp child. They saw Gavroche totter, then he fell. The whole barricade gave a cry; but there was an Antaeus in this pigmy; for the gamin to touch the pavement is like the giant touching the earth; Gavroche had fallen only to rise again; he sat up, a long stream of blood rolled down his face, he raised both arms in the air, looking in the direction whence the shot came, and began to sing.
He did not finish. A second ball from the same marksman cut him short. This time he fell with his face upon the pavement, and did not stir again. That little great soul had taken flight.
[whispers] maybe the reason the bare bosom of evadne would not move enjolras is bc
[screams] THE ONLY THING HE CARED ABOUT WAS THE REVOLUTION
WHY IS THIS SO HARD FOR PEOPLE TO COMPREHEND
THE MIGHTY PHALLUS OF APOLLO WOULD NOT HAVE MOVED HIM EITHER BUT I DOUBT HUGO COULD HAVE GOTTEN AWAY WITH MAKING THAT PARTICULAR ALLUSION
no no YOU’RE MISSING WHAT EVERYONE IS TALK ING A BOUT OH MY GOD
'The bare throat of Evadne would have moved him no more than it would have moved Aristogeiton; he, like Harmodius, thought flowers good for nothing except to conceal the sword.’
PEOPLE AREN’T SAYING HE’S GAY BECAUSE HE’S UNMOVED BY THIS HOT GIRL’S BODY
PEOPLE ARE SAYING HE’S GAY BECAUSE HE’S UNMOVED BY THIS HOT GIRL’S BODY THE EXACT SAME WAY THESE ANCIENT GAY GREEK DEMOCRATIC BADASSES WERE UNMOVED
ariSTOGEITON AND HARMODIUS WERE A COUPLE AND VICTOR HUGO VERY WELL KNEW THAT!!! THEY WERE ALSO ACTIVISTS AND CHAMPIONS OF DEMOCRACY AND THE PEOPLE AND HE’S SAYING THAT ENJOLRAS RELATES TO THEM IN BOTH WAYS
He chooses to abstain from both male and female activity because of the revolution, so yes, the ‘mighty phallus of apollo’ wouldn’t get anywhere with him but that’s by choice and not comparable to the fact that he is Fundamentally Uninterested in Girls omg
COSETTE AND VALJEAN
COSETTE AND MARIUS
COSETTE’S INCREDIBLE STRENGTH
COSETTE AS A SYMBOL OF LIGHT AND HOPE AND RISING ABOVE THIS GREAT MISERABLE MESS THAT SHE WAS BORN INTO