I follow by @cryingovercharactersdeaths Hi my name is Daniel, and I'm kind of maybe obsessed with Les mis? Huge E/R shipper and all for Jehanparnasse, I love Jean Prouvaire with my entire being.
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#let’s do it
Joseph Quinn as EDDIE MUNSON in STRANGER THINGS S4 Vol. 2
#strangerthingsedit#strangerthingsgif#stedit#joseph quinn#eddie munson#stranger things#tvedit#tvgifs#tvstrangerthings#dailystrangerthings#by dixonscarol#gif*#stranger things spoilers#im sorry for the quality#but i had tooo#he's gonna save people#protect him!!
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been watching that 70s show and it’s hilarious because hyde is supposed to be this wacky radical conspiracy theorist but like he’s correct
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Hi sweet peaches 🍑! MY TOOFACED/SEPHORA MAKE UP GIVE AWAY 🍑! 3 WINNERS PICKED! I don’t use make up so I want to share with you beauties. + 2 $200 vouchers for sephora available to use anywhere. 💕 3 lucky winners to be picked. RULES: Reblog heaps for a higher chance to win. No need to follow my Tumblr. But instagram follows/likes on my insta pics will give you a higher chance to be the winner. (Yep I’m trying to gain insta friends,followers,activity 😊) WINNERS RECEIVE: -1st winner gets all of the too faced make up items in my picture -2nd winner gets a $200 sephora voucher. -3rd winner gets a $200 sephora voucher as well. OTHER INFO: I will pick the 3 winners on the 18th of April. Any other questions you have just message me 💕! Also the more you like/comment on my instagram pics and are friendly the more chance you have of winning. Sending love, happiness and safety to you all have fun gorgeous people. 🍑
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Hi sweet peaches 🍑! MY TOOFACED/SEPHORA MAKE UP GIVE AWAY 🍑! 3 WINNERS PICKED! I don’t use make up so I want to share with you beauties. + 2 $200 vouchers for sephora available to use anywhere. 💕 3 lucky winners to be picked. RULES: Reblog heaps for a higher chance to win. No need to follow my Tumblr. But instagram follows/likes on my insta pics will give you a higher chance to be the winner. (Yep I’m trying to gain insta friends,followers,activity 😊) WINNERS RECEIVE: -1st winner gets all of the too faced make up items in my picture -2nd winner gets a $200 sephora voucher. -3rd winner gets a $200 sephora voucher as well. OTHER INFO: I will pick the 3 winners on the 18th of April. Any other questions you have just message me 💕! Also the more you like/comment on my instagram pics and are friendly the more chance you have of winning. Sending love, happiness and safety to you all have fun gorgeous people. 🍑
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charlie and the chocolate factory was supposed to be an allegory of privilege about a poor black kid who inherited the chocolate factory against rich white kids
also granpa joe’s enthusiasm to go with charlie makes a lot more sense now if he lived through poverty and racism and never had any such opportunity
#I wish it would've been like this but#at the same time I don't care because Ronald Dahl was a fucking nazi so
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Javert's many kids
•So he accidentally adopted Montparnasse when the brat was arrested for breaking and entering. Kid was beaten up something awful, and had been abandoned by the older group of guys who’d roped him into this. Javert had bought him ice packs and the first aid kit and sat with him until everything got sorted out. Montparnasse adopted him right back •He adopted Prouvaire when he realized that the cops hadn’t provided him an interpreter for their questioning. He had put a stop to the questioning, called around and got someone to come in. The next time Prouvaire got arrested, he was able to sign most of what he needed to ask with only a little help from the interpreter. He’s secretly proud of that. •He adopted Enjoltas and Grantaire the day they came down to the station after being attacked. No one would take them seriously cause they were so often the ones being arrested. Javert had taken their statements, reassured them, sympathized with them and sat with them till someone came to pick them up •He adopted Musichetta the day she came storming into the station ready to raise hell because Joly had been taken into custody without their cane. She found the two of them sitting together, Joly holding on to a cane Javert had managed to track down in the station. Bossuet walked in moments later, holding the cane Javert had immediately called for him to bring down •He adopted Bahorel when they were arrested for attacking someone in a bar. He had sat the kid down and given him a stern talking to (a funny site considering how very large Bahorel is and how very small Javert is). Until Baz explained that the guy had been harassing them. Javert immediately changed his tone, and while he still insisted that Bahorel not get into full blown fistfights with adults, he gave them his phone number, just in case, and had them stuck around till the end of the shift so he could walk them home •He adopted Eponine when he caught her shoplifting at the supermarket. He invited her and her siblings to come down to the station or his house anytime they need a good meal. They take him up on that offer a lot. •He adopts Cosette when he marries her father. He sets her up with Eponine shortly after •He adopts Combferre when the kid interviews him for some school paper and they accidentally end up talking about bugs for an hour •Courfeyrac adopts him when on the hundredth or so time the brat gets arrested he says “hi dad!” As he’s led past Javerts desk. •He adopts Feuilly when the exhausted kid shows up to volunteer at a youth outreach event. He makes him sit down and relax, he heats up one of the frozen burritos he keeps stocked for the Thernadier brats, and prepares some hot chocolate. There’s no way he’s letting him go more hard physical labor. The kid works three jobs alright? Feuilly falls asleep in the break room twenty minutes later. ••Javert doesn’t realize just how many kids he’s adopted till he shows up at the precinct one day and finds literally all of them in the holding cell. He just gives them a disappointed dad face and says “you kids are gonna be the death of me” And that’s when he realizes
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javert being continually whitewashed is really troublesome bc it leads to situations where
a) people who are only familiar with the musical/movies (or hell even the book, bc i know i sure missed the reference to him being not white the first time i read it) think that he IS white
b) this leads to him being reduced to the “racist cop” which strips a lot away from him, because a large part of javert’s character is his internalized racism and his struggle with that, and you lose all of that nuance if he’s presented as white
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I wonder if the people who claim it’s “not racist” that the Netflix show “Gypsy” is named after the G slur because it’s actually “just” named after the song “Gypsy” by Fleetwood Mac know that the song is racist as well. Not only because it’s named after the G slur but also because it directly and unmistakably fetishizes Romani people and specific aspects of our culture gadje love to “romaniticise”. So if the song your show is named after and inspired by is racist and fetishizing then so is your show.
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This is just something kind of short I just finished! Dear Evan Hansen, and it's sad. Please be warned! Trigger warnings: suicide, suicide mention, self hatred, suicide attempt, swearing, detailed-ish description of how Evan would like to die, 'just die' repeated Please be safe! Type: headcanon Evan/Connor used to be friends when they were little/Evan Hansens suicide attempt from DEH. Enjoy! Evan remembered this place. He placed his hand on the trunk of the huge pine tree, thinking back to all the memories that this tree held. One specific memory stood out in his head, on a warm day in maybe early June, or was it late May? Either way, it was a beautiful day, around 2005, and he and his then best friend, Connor Murphy had both met up at the park down the street from their houses, with their families so they could have a play date. 'C'mon Evan! The swings are open now, we can both swing together!' 'Ok Connor! Hey wait up!' Said Evan, looking at Connor who had already started swinging, an empty one right next to him, and clambered on, trying to catch up to Connor who's already soaring. 'I can see everything from up here! Hey mom!' Connor called, towards a woman sitting on a bench, talking to Evans mom. She looked over and smiled. 'Hi sweetie! Wow look you're so high!' 'I know mom! Mom watch me!' And Connor jumped off the swing set with exceptional skill, and Evan stopped swinging and looked at Connor, jaw dropped. Connor glanced at him, and gave him a weird look. 'What're you looking at, Evan?' 'I have the coolest best friend on this entire Earth.' Uttered Evan, and Connor gave him a grin, one of his front teeth missing, another loose. Connor glanced over Evans shoulder, and his grin widened even more, if that was possible, and he whispered to Evan, trying to be discreet, 'Hey wanna go to the trees? I know we shouldn't but look at how tall they are!! And don't you like trees Evan?' It was true, Evan did like trees, but he loved nature in general. To his 7 year old mind this seemed perfect, and so he nodded excitedly to Connor. 'Ok I'll be right back in like .2 seconds!!' Connor said, zipping over to his mom, and telling her something. Before Connor came back over, he pressed a kiss to his 4-year old sisters head, and came rushing back over. 'I told my mom that we're going to the big boy park, with the big slides, and that we'd be back in a couple of minutes. So c'mon lets go!!' Connor took Evans hand, and although Evan started blushing, they both sprinted over to the edge of the tiny forest next to the park, and stopped at the tallest one. It was a beautiful pine, swaying in the slight breeze. Connor was the first to start climbing, giggling to himself, and then ushering Evan to climb too, 'Cmon Evan! We gotta get to the top! Imagine how far we can see!' This got Evan excited, so he started climbing as well, and for the next 10 minutes as they made their way up the tree, all you could hear was Evan and Connor catching their breath and laughing, full of giddiness. Finally they got to a tall enough, and long enough branch that they could both sit and basically see everywhere in the vicinity. They both caught their breath, and then Connor hugged Evan, hard, and long. 'Thanks for being my friend Evan.' 'Yeah Connor! You're an amazing friend!' Evan replied, looking over at Connor, the sun shining on his red face. They stayed pretty quiet for the next about 20 minutes, just admiring the view, when the sun finally started setting, and they were both getting cold from the wind, which had picked up considerably. 'I think we should probably get back, my mom will be mad if I get sick.' Said Evan, and Connor nodded. 'You should probably go down first, Connor.' Evan knew he would take longer to get down, getting up the tree was easy but getting back down? Different story. And so Connor started climbing back down, and Evan started 5 minutes later. 15 minutes later, they were both on the ground. They started walking back when suddenly Connor tripped over an upturned tree root, chin slamming into the ground. It happened fast, and by the time Connor had sat up, he wasn't crying, to Evans delight. He didn't know how he could deal with his friend crying. He was actually smiling, and Evan saw that he was missing yet another tooth, and holding something in his hand. It was the tooth. 'I told my mom that it was loose!! I can't wait to show her that I lost my tooth, the tooth fairy will definitely be visiting tonight!' And Connor made kind of a 'whoop!' noise. And they both headed back to their parents. A breeze blew up Evans spine, suddenly bringing himself out of his head. Reminding him that he was no longer 7. No longer happy, like that little boy used to be. It's like they were two separate people. And they came here for two different purposes. Young him, just wanted to admire the view, but now all he wanted to do was experience the feeling of his body slamming against the cold hard ground. Yeah...very different purposes. Evan was shaking, and not because of the cold. Was he really going to do this? What about his mom? 'No. Evan. You know she'd be better off, because with you gone she won't have to work two jobs so you can get therapy. It's because you're a fuck up, and the only way to ease your mom's stress is to die. Just die just die just die just die jUST DIE.' Evan wiped a tear that had escaped his eye, and had started rolling down his cheek. The note he had written was under his pillow in his room, at home. He had gotten to hug his mom one last time. In the note he said over and over his mom couldn't of done anything to prevent it, and that he loved her. And so Evan took a shaky breath, and started climbing the tree. It was harder now that he was bigger, but he made it up nevertheless, and sat on the branch, looking over the treetops and roofs of houses. He could see his house from here. His mom should be coming home from work in the next 15 minutes, so he better get to it, so there's no chance he'll live. He wouldn't know what to do if he didn't succeed. 'You're not even smart enough to kill yourself, you know? Lets see you fuck this up, yeah? That'll be something. Stupid little Evan Hansen to fucking stupid to even figure out how to jump off a fucking tree and die.' There really was no going back now. Evan was all he way up here, and getting down wouldn't be that hard if he took the easy way. Nobody loved him. Nobody cared. The world had passed him by. Evan shuffled a couple inches further,he was starting to teeter forward, facing towards the ground. 'It will be over quick all you have to do is let go, Evan. Just let go. All you need to do is let go and then it's over. ' All of this would be over in a couple minutes. And besides, his mom must have been home by now, and realized he wasn't there. And probably was getting worried now. 'Just let go.' Evan released his grip from the branch, and started to fall.
#dear evan hansen#this has also been published on my wattpad @__lonesome__#connor murphy#evan hansen#zoe murphy#cynthia murphy#larry murphy#broadway musical#writing#my writing#headcanon#DEH#deh#fanfiction#connor murphy x evan hansen
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jehan/montparnasse headcanons bc why not
when they first met, montparnasse was the only one who called jehan just prouvaire, eventually he started calling them jehan
people are intimated by mont but jehan is always like “what are you talking about? that boy is a meme”
before jehan, mont sucked at winged eyeliner until jehan taught him and now he can do it like a Pro
mont is scared of spiders, jehan just rolls up their sleeves like “where is the spider”
because of jehan not being afraid of spiders, mont is convinced they are some sort of supernatural creature
an actual conversation with claquesous about it:
claquesous: i highly doubt jean prouvaire is a supernatural creature
mont: you don’t understand… they picked up a spider
claquesous: so?
mont: with their bare hands
claquesous: …mary mother of god
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