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"I don't wanna bother you"
Have you considered that this is how your presence feels?
three person poly relationship made up of two people who are already dating trying to coax someone with horrific self worth issues into a loving relationship. stray cat style
they’re all laying together in bed and the couple are both thinking to themselves like good, he stayed the night to cuddle and talk when we offered, he should know that we genuinely care for him and want this to be more then a handful of one night stands. and the stray cat guy is like wow this sure is nice i think i’m falling in love with them. it’s really too bad that they don’t actually give a fuck and hate me and probably want to kill me with hammers for no reason
LES MIS INCORRECT QUOTES (part 2)
JEAN VALJEAN
EPONINE
BOUSSET
MARIUS PONTMERCY
COMBEFERRE
FEUILLY
COSETTE (about Jean Valjean)
COURFEYRAC
MONTPARNASSE
GRANTAIRE
Les Amis + Marius as weird memes I found from Pinterest
Enjolras
Grantaire
Combeferre
Courfeyrac
Jehan
Joly
Bossuet
Bahorel
Feuilly
Marius
I love versions of Les Mis that show other members of the amis interacting with eponine because even if it isn't brick accurate I could write a whole novel about how she is the epitome of the people they are fighting so hard for and seeing enjolras show her the pamphlet and have a conversation with her and jehan adjust her cap and feuilly tugging her braid as he passes during look down, and bahorel and grantaire trying to force her out while they build a barricade and all of them cry when she dies just has me in my feels and they all could've been so much more
general lamarque number 1 gay ally died june 1 for our pride like jesus for our sins!!!! thank you for the support mr lamarque !!!!!
If there's any character in this world who suffers from literary Ken-ification it's Patroclus. Especially in the zeitgeist of today (thanks tsoa), it's always Achilles AND Patroclus, never just Patroclus. Who is he? Why does he exist? He is Achilles' boyfriend! What's his job? Death! In the sense that he just. Dies. That's just his job now. Death. Death and Achilles' boyfriend. That's it.
I read the thing
I am a changed woman. Sorry for even making this post when Victor Hugo said it 150ish years before me
Saw this on a door at work.
# the lights are agog # the ceiling’s aghast # is the desk drawer in love at last? (via nicecourfeyrack)
grantaire is the absolute epitome of wanting to be cool and mysterious but having the fatal flaw of being a chronic oversharer
Enjolras/Grantaire playlist
Be Your Shadow - The Wombats
Sunburn - The Living Tombstone
For that one specific AU:
Love is the Cure - Autoheart (honorable mention to all their songs? Lent, murky waters, the Sailor Song etc.)
Hold the Line - EOM?
okay this reminded me of the strongest human being (I use that label with some reservation) I have ever met and I still think about him like once a week because about 4 years ago on Thanksgiving night my sister, cousin, and I were going to pick up a friend about a 40 minute drive from home, and I got lost and tried to turn around on a little gravel pull-off on the side of the road, but my front tires got stuck in the snow.
we were in the middle of nowhere with no cell reception, and the only sign of life was a single, completely dark house across the road from us.
We all did our best to push the car out, and we’re strong people, but we couldn’t make it budge. Cold and stuck, we climbed back and wondered what to do. A car full of men pulled over beside us and asked if we needed help, but getting out of our locked car on a backroad at night with strange men felt like a bad idea, so we said a tow was coming and waved them along. We did that twice before finally deciding our only option was to accept the next offer for help and just risk it,
when a man came out of the house across the street.
He’d clearly been watching us and figured out why we’d been lying to people, which really surprised me & he said “it’s okay, you can stay in your car and keep the doors locked. Just start backing up when I say so.”
I had the window cracked and told him “it’s too stuck. There’s no way we’re getting out. Could you call a tow?”
And he said “just back up when I say so.”
So he walked around the front of the car, squatted, and said “okay back up,”
and I did, and
he lifted
the front of the car Into The Air. Off its front wheels, and we backed up while he essentially wheel-barrowed us back onto the road.
And we were honest to god yelling. We couldn’t help it. We just yelled until all four wheels were back on the ground and he was waving us off while we thanked him.
And then I looked at my sister and cousin & said “he REALLY told us we can KEEP our doors locked as if THAT WOULD’VE FUCKING STOPPED HIM!!!! As if he couldn’t have just RIPPED EM OFF THE HINGES.”
I later looked up the weight of my car, and it’s 3200 pounds without anything or anyone in it.
This haunts me.
the power of respecting women
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OP met Jean Valjean
the other day I was taking a walk when I saw this old guy trapped under a cart. people were trying to help him but it was too heavy so I stepped forward and lifted it off him (I work out a lot.) then, this old police inspector told me I had to be a convict because of how strong I was. I looked him straight in the eye and said, “it’s 1815. anyone can be strong, including non felons, women, and gay people. the only person who’s weak here is you.” he started crying and gave me fifty crowns while everyone clapped, even the nuns
Enjolras/Grantaire playlist
Be Your Shadow - The Wombats
Sunburn - The Living Tombstone
giving les amis frat boy first names bc fraternite bitches
enjolras: i want to say thomas. he’s giving thomas
combeferre: liam? idk. Or lucas. something with an l
courfeyrac: JAMES
grantaire: steven? steven.
jehan: cody. or simon possibly. hes like the frat boy that doesnt seem as bad as the others bc hes an english major plot twist boys who read are worse than satan himself
feuilly: Carter. Oliver. -er.
bahorel: JOSSHHHHHH. he just looks like a josh. and by looks i mean the little image of him in my head bc tbh this boy is only a few lines on paper JUSTICE FOR BAHOREL
bossuet: kyle. kyle. kyle bossuet the bald eagle.
joly: jack. Giving jack. jack the med student.
marius: landon. Braydon. Jayden. Something that ends in n
Just rediscovered potentially the funniest thing I’ve written in recent memory
Imagine if people wrote all their Les Mis modern aus in the style of Victor Hugo
An excerpt
[ID: A screenshot of OP’s “Les Miserables” modern day AU fanfiction, written in the style of Victor Hugo. It reads as follows:
“‘What time is it?’ enquired Enjolras.
“Finding himself ignorant of the answer, Grantaire reached into a pocket of his jeans and withdrew his phone- an Apple iPhone, so called in the manner of the bulky computers which were its predecessors, and which were forced over time to become ever smaller and more compact, driven by human ingenuity according to some parties and capitalist greed according to others. Some, typically those with more wealth in their pockets than their minds, would cry hypocrisy at a revolutionary carrying that symbol of the very structure he claims to oppose, that tainted apple, that original sin. Certainly it seemed as such; but even when one is wholly morally opposed to the society in which he lives, it is an unfortunate truth that he still must live in it.
”'Half past two,’ he replied.“
End ID]
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