being a jew studying preholocaust european jewish history is just *mourns over what could have been, mourns over what could have been, mourns over what could have been, mourns over what could have been, mourns-*
Thinking about how succinctly LM 1972 was able to convey the Montparnasse and Éponine dynamic. First by simply having her use a less formal greeting for him than she does for the other gang members, the way she does in the Brick.
Then, check out her reaction when he pulls the knife on her. There’s this fleeting expression of surprise, fear, and dare I say hurt? Before she switches back to that bravery and tells him he doesn’t scare her. But that brief moment, it’s SO GOOD—with just a fleeting facial expression we get such a clear suggestion of their history.
And then THIS MOMENT. The way he looks back at her is so chilling and threatening. Especially because when they’re making the decision to leave, he looks so angry with her—dude’s jaw is so tense. So then when he looks back like this it is incredibly menacing.
And then the way she lets herself fall apart afterwards really solidifies the danger and the menace of what we just saw.
Like future adaptations please take note—you can give us a sense of the connections between various characters that are present in the Brick without taking up very much time at all.
seduces u with evil tricks like caring about u and wanting to hear about ur day
Came back wrong? How about came back right, except that the world you came back to is wrong. Came back just like waking up from a long nap only to find that the people who love you broke themselves into shards and bloody bargains to get you back.
There are new stains that nobody will explain, hidden beneath the rug in the upstairs hallway. Your mother's left eye is clouded and strange. The cat no longer goes near your brother. There's a sharp-edged shadow now, under your lover's smile.
Everybody says you must be remembering wrong, but your sense of smell is just as good as ever. The closet that used to smell like cedar and cinnamon smells like sulfur, now, and nobody will tell you why.
This one is Astarion heavy because he's a little shit and a menace (affectionate).
Me: *looking at a porcelain hand in the home decor aisle of a store* if I lost my hands in some kind of tragic accident, I’d decorate my entire home with hand-shaped things. Then I’d invite guests over for like, dinner parties and such and sit there expectantly just basking in their discomfort.
My boyfriend: Do you hear what you say when you talk? Do you know what you just said to me?
Only thing getting me through today is the thought of Starred Egyptian Tomb Ceilings
bat opens up their little bat wallet to find they are all out of moths. A worthless $100 bill flies out for emphasis
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