when Elena Tonra speaks: and when it's dark I'll call out in the night for my mother but she isn't coming back for me cause she's already gone, but you will not tell me that, cause you know it hurts me every time you say it, And when she speaks: I'm sorry if I smothered you sometimes wish I'd stayed inside my mother. ever to come out. And also when she speaks:  when your face becomes a stranger's I don't know you will never remember who I was to you. And when she speaks: Love, hunt me down. I can't stand to be so dead behind the eyes and feed me spark me up. A creature in my blood stream choose me up . So I can feel something. AND when she:  There's a hole in the earth here and we're walking round the edges. You were flaunting all your open wounds -I can't express them better than you. AND WHEN SHE JUST SAY  It’s a 5AM wake up call your screaming and all I could do is look through the gap in the window. Scared shut in see no one's helping, no bystanders. Then you disappeared. AND LIKE WHE- SHE SPEAKS  Oh you can try and sleep well But cruelty trails. You can try and sleep well but cruelty trails.

grantaire with long hair and long coat is something that can be so personal

Gay people meeting up for brunch look like this.

late nights at the Musain

I started this for last year's Barricade Day then forgot about it and finished it about a month ago

Happy Barricade Day 2023 everyone! I guess I'm never growing out of this

Art school AU again 🔨

Has this been done yet? (original)

Liquid Courage

i hate it when they're so obviously in love with another character but they are so fucking blind to it. they will literally describe the guy as the sun, beautiful, life itself, and then three sentences later call them 'bro'. other character is like 'they will never love me'. my dude shut the fuck up there is a fine line between obliviousness and self deprecation and you walk that fucking line like a tightrope walker. the closet is glass but you're fucking facing the wall. dumb fuck. fucking break the glass. 'what are we' IDIOTS YOU'RE BOTH IDIOTS

tumblr posts about les amis is either "insanely detailed three paragraph essay about homoerotic symbolism in and amongst victor hugos ridiculously unnecessary rambling about how beautiful enjolras is" or "combeferre sits with his legs crossed like a lady send post"

one thing about me is that i always assume that everyone knows the plot of les mis even though theoretically that's probably not true....

les mis fans be like 'look at them i'm unwell' then post the most grainiest darkest screenshot of a bootleg you've ever seen in your life recorded from the back row of a theatre in 1997

I am of the “short but imposing Enjolras” school of thought

you see a dumb ass movie about people singing and being miserable or whatever you see it ONCE when you’re a teenager and then for the next 11 years you lose all ability to be normal about the two gays dying hand in hand or whatever the fuck

HELP I FORGOT TO POST THIS FOR VALENTINES UM