on a scale from Matilda to Carrie how well do you handle having telekinesis and terrible parents
Summer vacation for Marius has always meant going home and suffering through dinners with his grandfather, attempting to please, smiling at strangers who go back to their conversations about awful things, getting increasingly stuffy inside the old house his grandfather never installed AC in.
This summer, though, vacation means Courfeyrac’s family’s home on the beach, with a big airy bedroom and the sand just a short walk away. It means days spent being laughed at as his freckles become so dense they might as well be a tan and nights with the windows open, thrilling at the touch of a breeze. It means Courfeyrac with his skin glistening and his shirt tied around his waist. It means Cosette shrugging the straps of her bikini off her shoulders on the beach and smiling when Marius chokes on his own tongue at the sight of it.
Today, they’re all in a pile, their towels put together on the sand, all of them slathered in sunscreen that they’ll inevitably forget to reapply even when Courfeyrac dutifully reminds them of what Joly’s reaction to their tans will be. Cosette is wearing a big floppy hat she stole from Courfeyrac’s mother and reading a textbook about crime theory for fun, and Courfeyrac is drawing pictures in the sand while Marius reclines between them, squinting up at the clouds, wondering if they’ll think it’s silly if he mentions that one looks a little like an elephant.
"We should get gelato after we’ve had our swim," says Cosette after a while. "I want to try all the flavors before summer is over."
"What are you on to?" Courfeyrac asks.
"Pistachio." She pokes Marius in the side and smiles when he startles and looks over at her. "What kind do you think you’ll get?"
"Raspberry," he decides, even though he’d be just as happy with anything else.
"Both of you are barbarians, if there are flavors with chocolate in them I don’t understand how there’s another solution," says Courfeyrac, but Cosette just laughs and Marius just pats Courfeyrac’s arm and goes back to staring up at the clouds. After a minute, Courfeyrac joins him, shoulder to shoulder, the two of them sweated together. It’s only a few seconds before he points up at the cloud Marius was looking at before. "That one looks sort of like an elephant."
Marius can’t do anything but kiss him in response to that, and when he looks up and finds Cosette smiling at them both, her book forgotten, he decides he never wants to spend summer a different way.
Ladies and gentlemen… Laura Benanti
Doodled some fluff on this fine sort-of-snowday.
I quite like this technique; it’s the same one I’d use with conte crayons on paper…and it’s the same photoshop brush as the one I use for painting! Think I’ll draw this way more often, although I can already feel my wrist hurting.
[Dean randomly dies in the shower]
The real world.
This is from That’s So Raven, where Chelsea and Raven apply to work at the same clothing shop. Chelsea is white; Raven is black. Chelsea gets the job, despite being utterly horrible at it, while Raven, who has a deep interest in fashion and knows how to handle clothes, does not. The girls find this deeply suspicious, so Chelsea wears a hat with a camera on it and questions the employer. The employer admits what she does in the gif above and Chelsea and Raven submit the footage to a news station.
And THAT is why That’s So Raven is the best TV show ever.
Finally done with my watercolor project!
a girl told me that i dont have a boyfriend because im “a slut” and “guys dont like sluts” which is funny because i thought i didnt have one because im gay
The dramatic zoom that started it all.
pianist!combeferre kissing courfeyrac oh-so-softly as he sits atop of the piano and they both gently hum the tune that was just being played even though the piece hadn’t been played for anyone else but courfeyrac alone
and as combeferre’s dexterous fingers touch different parts of the other’s…