Most of these actors are too old, some of the edits are still messy but I’m tired of staring at them on photoshop, and we’re never going to agree on houses for everyone BUT I think I should get a solid B for effort. (list of actors can be found here)
Deirdre, an art student who basically just reblogs whatever catches her fancy, and occasionally posts some of her art.
I will probably develop crushes on all of you lovely people, so be warned.
The link to my artblog can be found on the sidebar.
I CAN’T THIS IS PERFECT
les misérables screencap meme | les amis de l’abc + light
"how your world may be changed in just one burst of light!"
and remember kids its never too late to become a raging degenerate homosexual
The Song of Achilles inspo » Achilles & Patroclus
In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.
brother, forgive me
we both know I’m the one to blame
when I saw my demons
I knew them well and welcomed them (x)
Get to know me meme » [1/5] favorite female characters: Charlotte La Bouff
we’re abandoned by those who still live in fear;
There was something disturbing about the normality of the sounds of the city on the morning of June 7th. People went about their work as usual around them, the only addition to the sound being the hushed scrape of bristle on brick as a river of blood was scrubbed from the cobblestones.
Almost all of the bodies of the unfortunate young citizens involved had been claimed for burial: all but three.
"Do you have business here?"
Jean Valjean turned his gaze from the two Thénardier children and the body of the youth piled beside them, as though moved multiple times, and directed it at the man regarding him. He wondered solemnly what was to happen to the bodies of these children, should they go unclaimed.
"Yes," he replied calmly, after a moment’s thought. "I’m next of kin."
He was summoned to the mortuary for official confirmation later that afternoon.
Studying the work-worn face of the young man laying in front of him, Valjean could only hope that one Marius Pontmercy would be able to remember a name for a head stone.