He was Antinous, wild. You would have said, seeing the thoughtful reflection of his eye, that he had already, in some preceding existence, been through the revolutionary apocalypse. He knew its tradition like an eyewitness. He knew every little detail of that great thing. A pontifical and warrior nature, strange in a youth.
like I’m not a fan of ‘handsome with big beautiful blue eyes’ for Grantaire because it goes way too much into the uncomfortable ‘blue eyes are a Desirable Trait that makes one automatically more attractive than if they had brown eyes’ trend that’s literally everywhere, but, honestly, if I had to…
Elijah Wood. Especially older and scruffier?
still a bit too young-looking (also handsome), but let’s talk about this again in a few years.
C o s e t t e Aesthetic
How strange, this feeling that my life’s begun at last / This change, can people really fall in love so fast?
can i submit a picture if anyone isn’t yet won over with Markel Williams for a Feuilly faceclaim?
hands! focused face! freckles!
also this one with a fancy hat, cigarette and non-amused look:
I am all about this fc and I have to add my own favorites:
^^looking really young but also brave and determined
What a cute awkward dork right? but also he’s tough and he’s smiling and he’s gonna be ok
Enjolras cried: “Listen to me, you, Feuilly, valiant artisan, man of the people. I revere you. Yes, you clearly behold the future, yes, you are right. You had neither father nor mother, Feuilly; you adopted humanity for your mother and right for your father.“
“it will be remembered that she was more of a lark than a dove.”
Les Mis Modern Aesthetic, Jean Prouvaire
He loved to saunter through fields of wild oats and corn-flowers, and busied himself with clouds nearly as much as with events. His mind had two attitudes, one on the side towards man, the other on that towards God; he studied or he contemplated. All day long, he buried himself in social questions, salary, capital, credit, marriage, religion, liberty of thought, education, penal servitude, poverty, association, property, production and sharing, the enigma of this lower world which covers the human ant-hill with darkness; and at night, he gazed upon the planets, those enormous beings. Like Enjolras, he was wealthy and an only son. He spoke softly, bowed his head, lowered his eyes, smiled with embarrassment, dressed badly, had an awkward air, blushed at a mere nothing, and was very timid. Yet he was intrepid.
Les Miserables, Victor Hugo, 3.4.1
Face Claim: Willy Cartier
(Thanks @thecoffeetragedy, for planting the idea in my mind of him as a fc for Jehan! GOOD CALL.)
Les Mis Modern Aesthetic, Musichetta
“And you, Jolllly, where do you stand in your entanglement with Mamselle—you know whom I mean?”
“She sulks at me with cruel patience.”
“Yet you are a lover to soften the heart with gauntness.”
“In your place, I would let her alone.”
“That is easy enough to say.”
“And to do. Is not her name Musichetta?”
“Yes. Ah! my poor Bahorel, she is a superb girl, very literary, with tiny feet, little hands, she dresses well, and is white and dimpled, with the eyes of a fortune-teller. I am wild over her.”
Les Miserables, Victor Hugo, 3.4.4
Face Claim: Kate Menson