i want you to think about a revamped modern les mis stage show for broadway all set to songs exclusively by fall out boy

i want you to think about enjolras wearing a red leather rip-sleeved vest screaming “HEEEY YOUNG BLOOD" at the top of his lungs with phoenix wings on the back of his jacket and lots of fire and live violins ravaging the auditorium

i want you to think about montparnasse talking to eponine with lyrics like “where is your boy tonight i hope he is a gentleman” and the beggers sarcastically hissing in the streets “the best of us find happiness in misery”

we need to start funding this right away

'Anything you say can and will be held against you, so only say my name, it will be held against you' Javert tells Valjean.

and at some point Grantaire looks at Enjolras and goes ‘I don’t believe a word you say but I can’t stop listening’ and follows it up with a mocking salute and a swig of his bottle. 

meanwhile at the start of the ABC Cafe you get ‘We’re the beginning of the end’

and then, before Enjolras dies, you get ‘“Sometimes before it gets better the darkness gets bigger. The person that you’d take a bullet for is behind the trigger’ because, you know, the people are going to kill him.

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i kind of like the names noah and emerson

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Check out this dope crown I made


I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

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it’s so fucking cold in the studio i’ve just bundled myself in as many fabric scraps as i can get my hands on


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3D Paper

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