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Chapters: 1/17 Fandom: Les Misérables - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Enjolras/Grantaire (Les Misérables) Characters: Enjolras (Les Misérables), Grantaire (Les Misérables), Minor Characters, Les Amis de l'ABC Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Songfic, Exes, Getting Back Together, Mixtape, POV Enjolras (Les Misérables), Angst with a Happy Ending Summary:

Enj, It’s okay if you hate me now. I would hate me too— there’s something about this that just feels so cowardly. I couldn’t say any of it to your face. This box has been sitting in my closet for about eight months, and I just couldn’t bring myself to send it. I threw this in at the last minute, obviously (you know me, always procrastinating). I just need you to know that I don’t hate you; I never have, and I never will. Inside of this letter, you must have found the CD I made you. It’s silly, I know, and definitely a little MySpace of me, but I always loved showing you music, and burning you CDs, and, well, old habits really die hard. I still sometimes find myself reaching for my phone to say goodnight to you. I still find myself wearing your old shirts. I know that I’m the one that did this— not just to myself, but to both of us—, and in all honesty (you know how hard it is for me to be honest with anybody, let alone you; let alone myself), I regret it.

Yours, in the ranks of death, R

(or, the e/R exes-to-lovers mixtape AU)

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i get what people mean when they say jean valjean was unjustly or unfairly put in prison but i feel like it's missing the point to say his sentence was an injustice. legally, his 19 years were 100% justified. he stole a loaf of bread and received the appropriate punishment of 5 years. he tried to escape and received the corresponding number of years each time. his total of 19 years was perfectly valid under the law. and that's hugo's point. the justice system is institutionally flawed. what is fair in the eyes of the law is not fair in the eyes of morality.

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I drew this while crashing out over university. based of muppet show Statler and Waldorf image under the cut ↓

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jean valjean was 46 when he changed his name and revolutionized the manufacturing industry in Montreuil-sur-mer and became mayor. It's never too late !

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sobbing over my friend’s attempt to spell jean valjean

MY NAME IS JEAN VOW JEAN 😭

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rip montparnasse’s verse in plumet attack you’ll always be famous

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the chord progression of c, cm or cmaj7, am is gutwrenching i love it. just been thinking about this lately. its in stars (les mis), cabaret (cabaret) and i will follow you into the dark (dcfc) and it kills me every time when playing on acoustic. hhhgghgjhh

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to love another person is to see the face of god

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Evil Shakespeare be like: MacDeath

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Responding to that post about gay Edmund and Oswald which was bizarre to say the least.

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@princess-of-france @harry-leroy guys help I was trying to come up with Gloucester Boys headcanons and I accidentally made myself really sad

Basically I keep thinking about how Lear, from the first scene to the last, is so much a play about people who are (or feel) so relentlessly starved for love and have to fight for it at any cost. And that got me thinking about different styles of affection and how disconnects there can cause so much tragedy (see the first scene aka the catalyst for the entire play). Like it’s already been discussed at length that Edmund is affection-obsessed, he wants to be loved so badly, and to me the way that he constantly uses sex as a coping mechanism (and the fact that in his romantic scenes with Goneril and Regan, regardless of how genuine you think those are, he barely talks at all) is an indication that affection for him probably takes a really physical form. Edgar’s a lot harder to pin down, and this is mostly just my headcanon, but for whatever reason I feel like he might be the exact opposite and be kind of averse to physical affection. Like maybe it has to do with his complicated negative attitudes towards sex, maybe the fact that he’s kind of been smothered his whole life, maybe just the specific performances I’ve seen, but I can totally imagine him being the kind of person who just doesn’t deal well with excess physical touch at all. And now I can’t stop thinking about all the awful pre-play angst that could come out of this.

Like Edgar will say all kinds of nice and loving things but to Edmund words are meaningless, lying is as easy as breathing, all he sees is that Edgar never even hugs him and in Edmund world that means all the kind words are fake and his brother doesn’t love him, which means no one loves him, which means his family is nothing he can’t burn down with the rest of it if that’s what it takes. But meanwhile Edgar does love his brother more than anything, he’s the only person he can genuinely trust and he bares his soul to him, and he can’t understand why Edmund always seems slightly distant and won’t trust him the same way even though he wants to listen, and basically it’s just one more thing constantly, irrevocably separating them and everything is bad.

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good morning to knaves; rascals; eaters of broken meats; base, proud, shallow, beggarly, three-suited, hundred-pound, filthy, worsted-stocking knaves; lily-livered, action-taking knaves; whoresons; glass-gazing, super-serviceable finical rogues; one-trunk-inheriting slaves; people who would be a bawd in way of good service; and people who are nothing but the composition of a knave, beggar, coward, pandar, and the son and heir of a mongrel bitch

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making a callout post for the earl of kent on my tumble dot com

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the way lear’s fool and feste both reference “the rain it raineth every day…”

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what, then, keeps bringing us back to king lear?

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i know i pretend not to care about lear but thinking about his parallels with both edgar and edmund makes me go insane

with edgar it’s about betrayal and madness, realizing the people you thought you could trust and the world you thought you knew are falling out from under your feet. it’s about the storm and everything it means, feeling the violence of nature first time. it’s about having privileges you’ve been blind to your entire life and the moment when you find yourself only after they’ve all been ripped away

and with edmund it’s about love, being so obsessed with love, equating power with love and doing anything to keep it. it’s about the fact that love contests in this play never stop, and while goneril and regan rise above first they destroy each other over the second. it’s about the moment when you know it’s all over and you’ve done everything wrong but there’s still someone who loved you and you cling to that because everything else hurts too much