timeinyourteeth:

those who barely missed becoming historic: combeferre

In short, he desired neither halt nor haste. While his tumultuous friends, captivated by the absolute, adored and invoked splendid revolutionary adventures, Combeferre was inclined to let progress, good progress, take its own course; he may have been cold, but he was pure; methodical, but irreproachable; phlegmatic, but imperturbable. Combeferre would have knelt and clasped his hands to enable the future to arrive in all its candor, and that nothing might disturb the immense and virtuous evolution of the races. The good must be innocent, he repeated incessantly.

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annaobyrne:

les mis modern aesthetics // fantine

fantine was beautiful, and remained chaste as long as she could. she was a lovely blonde with splendid teeth. she had gold and pearls for her dowry, but her gold was her head of hair and her pearls were in her mouth. she worked to keep herself alive. then, also to keep herself alive, she l o v e d, for the heart has its own hunger. (x)

dream-hiraeth:

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?

timeinyourteeth:

those who barely missed becoming historic: feuilly

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.“

galaahaad:

modern AU – musichetta’s aeshetics

loverofliberte:

whatasillyidea:

Les Mis Aesthetics (6/?)

• Combeferre
  “Combeferre was as gentle as Enjolras was severe from native innocence“

@smolfeuilly ISN’T THIS ONE GORGEOUS????

annaobyrne:

les mis modern aesthetics // jean valjean

jean valjean had taken no part in the fighting except to expose himself to it. had it not been for him, no one in that last phase of that desperate struggle would have thought of the wounded. thanks to him, like an angel of m e r c y everywhere present among the carnage, those who fell were picked up, carried to the bar room, and their wounds dressed. in between, he repaired the barricade. but nothing that could be seen as an act of hostility or aggression, or even as self-defence, proceeded from his hands.

ibuzoo:

1000 Picspams Challenge | #81 – Modern Grantaire

make sure you kiss your knuckles before you punch me in the face

mondeenor:

ils appartiennent dans une certaine mesure à l’histoire // combeferre

“

autour de la montagne à pic il ouvrait le vaste horizon bleu”

imperaptorfuriosa:

His name was Javert, and he belonged to the police. – Victor Hugo