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I will answer them if I get any.

  • A: Age.
  • B: Where I'm from.
  • C: Where I would like to live.
  • D: Favourite food.
  • E: Religion.
  • F: Sexual orientation.
  • G: Single/taken.
  • H: Favourite book.
  • I: Eye colour.
  • J: Favourite movie.
  • K: Favourite TV show.
  • L: Favourite band/singer.
  • M: Random fact about me.
  • N: Favorite day of the year.
  • O: Favourite colour.
  • P: If I have any pets; if so, their names.
  • Q: What I'm listening to right now.
  • R: Last movie I've watched.
  • S: What's my ringtone.
  • T: Favourite male character from a TV show.
  • U: Favourite female character from a TV show.
  • V: What my name means.
  • W: Favourite superhero.
  • X: Celebrity crush.
  • Y: My birthday.
  • Z: Selfie?
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Do you wanna build a viking ship? [x]

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AUDITION CALL!!

oscar-moreau:

oscar-moreau:

SEEKING VOICE ACTORS!!

Specifically seeking POC / TRANS / GENDERFLUID / QUEER / DISABLED / NEURODIVERGENT / OTHERWISE MARGINALIZED voice actors!!

Audition to join multimedia production group Oscar Moreau - a group made up of marginalized people creating media that stars marginalized people.  More on the character and the audition process under the cut. 

Even if you personally do not plan on auditioning, please, reblog for your followers who might be interested!

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Hey guys!  So like, this is a huge first, but we have literally not received any auditions!!  We’re halfway to the deadline and we’re still at zero.  So boost this and tell all your friends with good voices they can talk for us if they wanna.  Thanks for your help!

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A sceptic who adheres to a believer is as simple as the law of complementary colors.

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teppelin:

i’m a person who often wants physical affection but is also very uncomfortable and particular about physical contact

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kanyejolras:

LES MIS RULE 63Gina Torres as Inspector Javert


Some police officers have a peculiar expression, combining an air of meanness with an air of authority. Javert had this, without the meanness. 
The peasants of the Asturias believe that in every litter of wolves there is one pup that is killed by the mother for fear that on growing up it would devour the other little ones.
Give a human face to this wolf’s whelp, and you have Javert.
Javert was born in a prison. Her mother was a fortune-teller whose husband was in the galleys. She grew up thinking herself outside of society, and despaired of ever entering it. She noticed that society irrevocably closes its doors on two classes of people, those who attack it and those who guard it; she could choose between these two classes only; at the same time she felt that she had a powerful foundation of rectitude, order, and honesty based on an irrepressible hatred for that race to which she belonged. She entered the police. She succeeded. At forty she was an inspector.
Her face consisted of a regal nose, broad cheekbones, and deep brown eyes. One felt ill at ease on first seeing her thick eyebrows and strongly defined nose and lips. When she laughed, which was rarely and terribly, her voluptuous lips parted, showing her teeth. When she laughed, Javert was a tiger; strange, majestic, terrifying. Beyond that, she had an oval face, a square jaw, thick black hair that fell over her shoulders, between the eyes a permanent central crease like an angry star, a gloomy look, and an air of fierce command.

kanyejolras:

LES MIS RULE 63
Gina Torres as Inspector Javert

Some police officers have a peculiar expression, combining an air of meanness with an air of authority. Javert had this, without the meanness. 

The peasants of the Asturias believe that in every litter of wolves there is one pup that is killed by the mother for fear that on growing up it would devour the other little ones.

Give a human face to this wolf’s whelp, and you have Javert.

Javert was born in a prison. Her mother was a fortune-teller whose husband was in the galleys. She grew up thinking herself outside of society, and despaired of ever entering it. She noticed that society irrevocably closes its doors on two classes of people, those who attack it and those who guard it; she could choose between these two classes only; at the same time she felt that she had a powerful foundation of rectitude, order, and honesty based on an irrepressible hatred for that race to which she belonged. She entered the police. She succeeded. At forty she was an inspector.

Her face consisted of a regal nose, broad cheekbones, and deep brown eyes. One felt ill at ease on first seeing her thick eyebrows and strongly defined nose and lips. When she laughed, which was rarely and terribly, her voluptuous lips parted, showing her teeth. When she laughed, Javert was a tiger; strange, majestic, terrifying. Beyond that, she had an oval face, a square jaw, thick black hair that fell over her shoulders, between the eyes a permanent central crease like an angry star, a gloomy look, and an air of fierce command.

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