the colors of the world are changing day by day (les miserables, 2012)
We both wear the pants in this relationship. One leg each, we waddle around in unison. It’s beautiful, in a way.
enjolras putting a picture of feuilly on top the christmas tree because feuilly is a star (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ
les misérables meme: four locations
(1/4) the streets of Paris during General Lamarque’s funeral
eponine owns montparnasse he is literally her property
A recognizable stench.
Enjolras, pale, with bare neck and dishevelled hair, and his woman’s face, had about him at that moment something of the antique Themis. His dilated nostrils, his downcast eyes, gave to his implacable Greek profile that expression of wrath and that expression of Chastity which, as the ancient world viewed the matter, befit Justice.
I’m not even in this fandom. Why does this happen?
This is Grantaire, as inspired but the beautiful horrible beautiful fic and verse of Paris Burning.
grantaire’s writing is the messiest ever and no one can read it but when he signs his name it’s the nicest “R” that anyone has ever seen
it’s starting to become that wonderful time of year where people try to sing both parts of “baby it’s cold outside”
"to him, as to Harmodius, flowers were good only for hiding the sword"
a sketchbook page