aint nowhere near enough non-white cosette fanart out there damn

Kiana Khansmith
wallacepolsom

roma★

JVL
No title available
Misplaced Lens Cap
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

Product Placement

No title available
ojovivo
Jules of Nature
Stranger Things
$LAYYYTER
sheepfilms
Keni
Claire Keane

#extradirty

blake kathryn
🪼
Cosmic Funnies

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from Brazil

seen from France
seen from Syria
seen from Syria
seen from Syria
seen from Italy

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
@allreadytotakefire
aint nowhere near enough non-white cosette fanart out there damn
Dear allreadytotakefire :
I’m afraid this is what your father sees in me. He spotted me the other day when I followed you home— And then you moved. Completely unrelated events, I’m sure.
I do hope he does not try to further part us. Please inform him, until I can do so personally, that I wish only the best for you.
Love, Baron M. Pontmercy
I think that this blog is going to go on an official semi-hiatus for the month of April. I won’t write on it very much at all, and if I do, they probably won’t be very long lasting things. Unless I get a lot of free time on my hands, my drafts are going to stay as such, but I’m not going to drop anything. April is my last month of school, and since I’m trying to keep my grades up while working, I’m going to need to put as much of my time and effort into school as I can. Not to mention, I’m going on a trip this month, and some moving things are being done.
I won’t be gone forever, but I might be gone until school is out. If you need me, I will happily chat with you on my Grantaire account.
hi! do you know any great rpers for cosette/eponine?
Hi! I haven’t roleplayed with many Eponines or any Cosettes but I have read through some of these lovely people’s threads so definitely have a loot at them~:
a-reckless-rosetteallreadytotakefireyouthoughtmeugly
Short list, I know uvu but I feel these encompass and portray their characters best
hewearsadifferentchain replies to me and my brain just goes, “PAPA!!!!!”
sorry it took so long !!
No no no, shh, take your time!!! I take ages to reply to people.
hewearsadifferentchain replies to me and my brain just goes, "PAPA!!!!!"
rly just need an au where cosette fights on the barricades tbh
❝ Silly canary, think of this as a practice run. You really think your future Romeo is going to stay in love with you for too long after he realizes you’ve no practice in bed at all? ❞
Roman could feel the pull that he dared not give a name to; something ablaze in his blue blood that sliced through his flesh and rendered him positively starving, it’s then that he decided he wouldn’t be leaving darling Cosette until something snapped and he had been satisfied that the hunger was sated for the time being. The voices were there in the back of his head, swirling around his fragile mind, telling him that this was something he had to do — that this wasn’t something he could run from. A mossy green stare finds the beautiful lark once more and this time he’s closer, deeper, thrown into the fire and raising a hand to slip assertive fingers under her chin knowingly. His grip is just gentle enough to not be forceful but it was evident that he wouldn’t be letting go.
Cigarette thin fingers drop to splay possessively against the beauty’s thigh but they go no further, no yet, leaning in close enough to count Cosette’s eyelashes and smiling in a manner that was nearly sweet. The ugliness is there, it’s dark and all consuming and though he tried to fight the urge to purge it was always there, just as it was now. And it felt good; being submerged in the darker recesses of his soul felt as comforting as it did natural —— ( so, perhaps he is a monster, perhaps he should burn for the impulses that drive him to act. )
❝ I think you should reconsider. ❞
Would he really leave her if she was inexperienced? She'd always thought that it would be a good thing to save herself for the man she was meant to be with. Perhaps she really is far too sheltered. Perhaps she needs to become the bird that this boy seems to think she is. She needs to take a chance on something-- needs to see the world for what it really is. She takes a deep breath and rests tiny hands flat on his chest, and that's when he tips her chin up, making her heart beat wildly.
"I--" Large brown eyes search his features-- perhaps for an answer, perhaps for a reason to back out, perhaps for a reason not to back out-- and it seems that they've found what they're looking for, because Cosette closes her eyes and leans forward, touching her soft, pink lips to his own full ones. Her fingertips linger along his collarbones and her knees rest on either side of his thighs. One strap of her pink, lacy bra slips from her shoulder, and her skirt rests with very little weight against the American's knees.
She wants to fly.
I highly recommend you follow the person I reblogged this from.
In my life, I’m no longer alone now the love in my life is so near.
❝ Nervous, scared —— saving yourself for marriage? ❞ ( his tone is deceptively soft; languid like wet velvet. )
Roman never laid claim to being good at not getting something he wanted; that full mouth of his tugging into a smile that nearly devastating in nature as he sat up just enough to allow hair to fall across the alabaster skin of his forehead. Paris was just as beautiful as his mother had sworn it would be but he had no interest in seeing all that he could while being here; he would take the incandescent sighs of a pearl like this, against a sea of sheets and pillows, over the fucking Louvre any day. After all, why would he go up the Eiffel Tower when he could be going down columns of skin, tongue dragging untainted flesh as though it was a God damn addiction. He was in pants, perfectly pressed, that would be threatening to fall off his hips if they weren’t so sinfully tight — moving precariously to find her ear, possessive and unrelenting.
❝ Or maybe you’re just a tease. ❞
Nervous, yes-- of course she was nervous. This was something that you did with someone you loved, someone that you were already so intimate with... This was a man who she had just met, a man who had told her nothing more than his name. It wasn't so much that she was saving herself for marriage, it was that she was saving herself for l o v e. And yet this stranger had so easily talked her into his bed.
"Oh--! No, Mons-- R-Roman, I am not a tease." She had been intending to call him Monsieur, but then realized that saying such would only reinforce the idea that they were unfamiliar with one another. "I am just--" She pauses and glances down at his bare chest, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink. "... I only... I only think that this is to be done with someone that you love, and I... I have only just met you."
❝ — you’re having a change of heart now? I don’t think you want to do that, I think you want to stay. ❞
"Y-yes, I--I've never done this before, and I..." She doesn't even k n o w you. She's not sure why she's decided to do this in the first place.
The girl is doing nothing to “brighten up his day”; Javert would have preferred to have been left alone, in all honesty; any distraction was a bad distraction when he was trying to work, and this silly creature certainly isn’t helping to ease away his already pounding headache. However, she is dressed relatively well, with a woman’s lips and bright eyes, and so Javert will not raise his voice to her, for she seems to be of the upper class — or, at the very least, she does not want for money, appearance-wise (and Javert is all about appearances) — and he has no right to go telling her what and what not to do. As opposed to protesting with words, he instead remains silent, jaw tight, collar turned up so that the edges of the fabric brush the cheekbones above. He does not need this today.
Once again, Cosette is left feeling a bit out of place and yet not wanting to leave. There is something about this man that leaves her quite curious-- curious enough that, despite his clear discomfort, she does not want to leave until he says something to her. This time, however, instead of waiting, she tries speaking to him again. "It's a nice day out-- are you cold?" He does not look cold. In fact, his cheeks look just slightly red, she thinks, but it's hard to tell when his collar is pulled up so high.
Cosette stares at the streak of green in Grantaire's hair for perhaps a longer amount of time than she should; she's quite transfixed. She does not tear her gaze away, even when she's noticed. She's never seen someone with such colorful hair up close before.
R doesn’t notice the staring right away. She’s actually got a textbook in her lap for once, and she’s mildly interested in it. Upon finally looking up, she gets a smile on her face, albeit a confused one. “What’s up, little bird?” She asks with a chuckle.
"Of course I would, ma petite alouette," Grantaire said with a smile. "You know there’s not much I wouldn’t do for you." She lived in a near constant state of awe over Cosette, really. She also often found herself thinking that if she were even a quarter as optimistic and kind-hearted as Cosette was, she would be leading a much happier life. She tended to shake those thoughts quickly, though, seeing as they were, at this point, unattainable. R laughed as Cosette bounced, reaching out and tousling a few stray curls. "I'm not sure… perhaps a turquoise? No, more of a red or a pink. Warm colours would look better with your complexion.”
"Would it?" Oh, Cosette didn't know anything about 'girl things'. She wasn't sure how to wear very much make-up at all, or what colors she should wear. She knew very little about what to do to make her hair look decent, and she could manage to find clothes that fit her quite well, but that was the extent of her knowledge. "Then--then I think I would like pink!" Yes, pink would be wonderful. And it would match her clothes, she thinks!
Don't have sex because you will get pregnant and die.
cHOKS OMG D FANITN NO
Don’t worry tho the dying part takes about 8 years
IFNKJSNFskmkafsndnN fUCK
Don't have sex because you will get pregnant and die.
cHOKS OMG D FANITN NO