this was supposed to be serious but then i imagined enjolras in a snuggie im not being serious today
i cant believe there was a time in my life where i hated the color pink. it just feels unreal to me. i dont feel a connection to how i was in the past
Natalie Dormer smiles like she knows exactly when the world is going to end.
courfeyrac going out with marius and getting drunk and they’re far from courf’s apartment so marius offers up his humble abode
and courf walks in and gasps and cries ‘You’ve been robbed!’
and marius is like ‘no i just don’t have anything’ ;
we kept our secrets and rules [fullview at ao3]
(Made as part of our second miseres exchange [x], for the request “Valjean, Javert; What-If Scenario”)
THIS IS SO INCREDIBLE
THE COMPOSITION AND DESIGN AND *EVERYTHING*
WOW the shadows on those hands, and THOSE HANDS
I have no coherent commentary, leave me here to flail, because WOW.