Sorry they’re all ¾ view faces looking towards the left. I’ll make another post with the rest of the drawings once I make some progress on my animation finals. I’ll be on winter break starting December so hopefully I’ll have time to do finished art that aren’t just headshots.
Les Mis fandom things where “I don’t know where that idea came from but it’s everywhere and I love it”
-Jehan being nonbinary -Grantaire and Éponine being BFFs -Enjolras and Cosette being siblings -Grantaire being an artist -Combeferre and moths -Combeferre and glasses -Courfeyrac and glitter
-Jehan and flower print everything -Courfeyrac/Combeferre -Bahorel/Feuilly -Jehan/Montparnasse -Montparnasse’s expanded character in general -Everyone’s nicknames -Fake dating AUs
What she means:
People interpreting On My Own as an unrequited love song are completely missing the point of the entire song, not to mention Eponine's character. Why do they do this why must I see this all the time? The point of the song is flat out her saying that she's not in love with Marius at all, but rather the IDEA of being with Marius ffs. It has nothing to do with unrequited love. She's basically saying "I have nothing to live for and I'm lonely af so it looks like my fantasies are the only thing keeping me alive at this point." Eponine is in no way a simple victim of unrequited love, she's a victim of shitty circumstances and abuse who feels like NO ONE loves her and when this guy was nice to her she attached herself to him despite not ACTUALLY being in love with him at all. Fuck unrequited love, the love was never there, and THAT is what makes Eponine such a tragic character.
*classmate gets in trouble for talking when I was also talking*
who am I? Can I condemn this man to slavery pretend I do not feel his agony this innocent who bears my face who goes to judgment in my place. Who am I? Can I conceal myself forevermore pretend I'm not the man I was before and must my name until I die be no more than an alibi. Must I lie? How can I ever face my fellow men? How can I ever face myself again?