Draw ‘em all, or have someone send you a character and a number… it’s your wonderland, Alice. Reblog, add your own. Have a good time.
hasn’t slept in 48 hours
tasted something gross
in a long, slow line at the DMV
listening to blind date talk about their ex
reading YouTube comments
favorite song just came on
song they hate just came on
had their favorite show spoiled
just fell in love (a.k.a. “Dreamweaver face”)
saw a wasp
had a fist fight (they won)
had a fist fight (they lost)
food coma
hello darkness, my old friend
“was that Batman?”
forgot what they were about to say
“oh no, they’re hot…”
their best friend’s cooking is not as good as they think
brainfreeze!
texted the wrong person
check out this box of kittens/puppies/bunnies/ducklings/whatever’s cutest to them!
their favorite TV show character dies
having an increasingly awkward conversation with Bob of Modus Operandi
parent/guardian is showing their baby pictures
stepped on a Lego
stepped on an Eggo… you know… the waffle
102 degrees indoors and there’s no A/C
watching the end of The Iron Giant… or maybe the opening to Up… or w-when Shadow is stuck in Homeward Bound…??
woken up out of a dead sleep
nailed it.
(some suggestions were lovingly crowd-sourced from kayzig samwisedamgee marianascosta geekysideburns briandanielwolf sarahfu and indigoats.com!)
les mis au / the walking dead
several years ago, a zombie outbreak occurred and the world fell into irreparable shambles. almost all communications were shut down and since then many have lost hope of ever contacting loved ones. to survive, most people have broken up into small groups, but hostilities run deeply between survivors as they search out whatever supplies remain. jean valjean, after surviving the initial wave of chaos encounters a girl named cosette wandering the streets with a shotgun resting on her shoulder. because cosette had lost her mother recently and valjean also had no family left to speak of, the two decide to travel together at least until they find somewhere safe. they eventually run into enjolras and his unkempt group of survivors who have been scraping by in a small section of the city they have barricaded off. gavroche scouts out supplies, enjolras tries to make the difficult decisions for the group, and grantaire sits around with a shotgun and a bottle of whiskey. javert is a part of the remaining military force that exists in a heavily guarded base outside of the city limits. the military has attempted to “aid” the survivors behind the barricade, but it has long been suspected among the survivors that their true intentions are to line them up against a wall and shoot them, so they have not given an inch. it doesn’t matter so much in the end, because everyone is a carrier of the virus, and no matter how you die, you turn.
Your body wants you alive even when you don’t want to be alive and it has a million defense mechanisms to fight bad things off and even if you have no one else you have your body whose main priority is keeping you alive and that is pretty intense be nice to yourself ok
Title: Wisdom to Know the Difference Rating: General Audiences Fandom(s): Les Misérables Relationships: Fantine & Javert, Fantine/Javert, Fantine & Javert & Jean Valjean Characters: Fantine, Javert, Jean Valjean, Cosette Fauchelevent, Marius Pontmercy Additional Tags: AU - canon divergence, Javert Lives, Ghost Fantine, Slow Build, Work in Progress
Dead doesn’t necessarily mean gone. In the ugly morning hours of June 7th, Javert falls over the bridge’s edge, and Fantine’s ghost pulls him out of the river. Now they’ll just have to live with the skeletons in their collective closets - for a given value of “live”, anyway.
Chapter 2: They yell at each other a bit. Fantine gets the feeling this is going to be par for the course.
oh, and it's one thing to count the stars in the sky but it's another to count the bells in your laugh (all the music theory in the world cannot describe its resonance in my chest or the warmth it burns in my heart), for what can the stars give me that you have not already given, and given more freely? the stars shine bright but they cannot compare to the brightness of your eyes. I may see the stars inscribed lovingly on black velvet, a love song to the eternity of space and time, an inscription of the galaxies contained within the earth -- chasms filled to the brim with glittering multifaceted wonders -- but your eyes, your laugh, are worth more than any jewel. -- no. no, there can be nothing else but that laugh which contains within it all the joys the world can know. I would do a thousand foolish things to hear that laugh again.
to her: letters, i.
may have accidentally turned Sauron into Montparnasse or Heather Chandler. oh well.
proportions what are proportions
clothing reference here.
will probably experiment more with grayscale in the future.
[Em will write something.]
➥ kiefer sutherland as athos vs. michael wincott as rochefort - the three musketeers (1993) dir. stephen herek.
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