#* ｡✧ ━ ⦅ ship: enjolras / grantaire. ⦆

[tlacuart]

Sometimes u just have to draw some trans Grantaire and keep living

[broadwaytwitter]

les mis twitter 5/?

[bobafish]

i wish someone loved me like patroclus/grantaire/basil/nick loved achilles/enjolras/dorian/gatsby 🥺

[shamedumpster]

Medieval AUs spark joy :)

In which Enj is a wandering knight of the people, and Grantaire is the bard that follows him around and writes songs about him whether he likes it or not.

(was this an excuse to draw Enjolras in armor? Absolutely.)

[deepredness]

You know what’s nice?

Loving movies when you’re younger for simple, normal reasons

Then rewatching those again and realising “huh? They’re actually really gay”

And enjoying it for a whole new set of reasons

[mlmshipbracket]

ROUND ONE: POLL #6

ROUND 1 ALL POLLS [HERE]

PROPAGANDA BELOW

Kotetsu T. Kaburagi/Barnaby “Bunny” Brooks Jr. :

NO PROPAGANDA SUBMITTED

Enjolras/Grantaire:

"However, [Grantaire] had one fanaticism. This fanaticism was neither a dogma, nor an idea, nor an art, nor a science; it was a man: Enjolras. Grantaire admired, loved, and venerated Enjolras" "Grantaire in the presence of Enjolras became some one once more." "Grantaire, in whom writhed doubt, loved to watch faith soar in Enjolras. He had need of Enjolras. That chaste, healthy, firm, upright, hard, candid nature charmed him, without his being clearly aware of it, and without the idea of explaining it to himself having occurred to him. He admired his opposite by instinct." "There are men who seem to be born to be the reverse, the obverse, the wrong side. They are Pollux, Patrocles, Nisus, Eudamidas, Ephestion, Pechmeja. They only exist on condition that they are backed up with another man; their name is a sequel, and is only written preceded by the conjunction and; and their existence is not their own; it is the other side of an existence which is not theirs. Grantaire was one of these men. He was the obverse of Enjolras."

Pollux = twin of Castor, Patroclus = famous lover of Achilles, Nisus = partner of Euryalus in Virgil's Aeneid, Ephestion = boyfriend of Alexander the Great, Pechmeja = 18th Century French author

[la-pheacienne]

I don't know if anyone needs to hear this but ExR shipping frenzy is not (merely) a by-product of the musical and it's not because they cast a good looking Grantaire. I have never watched the musical in my life and I found out who George Blagden was last year, but I've shipped them since I was 14. It's in the book. They just have an objectively unparalleled dynamic, in the book, and it is normal that people are drawn to it. It's not mischaracterization and it is definitely not the musical.

[alilsakurablossom]

im just going to leave this here.

[blondie-drawings]

Happy Valentine's day!! I'm going to go see the re-release of les mis in cinema with my cousins, so you get the saddest little romance ever!

[claireverlasting]

Look, I like sweet fluffy healthy relationships as much as anyone else, but the fun thing about Patrochilles and Enjoltaire is that they’re so fucked up, that’s literally the point

Will I still reblog pretty fanart and read the modern/reincarnation au where everyone is happy? Sure, it’s good for the soul, but they are so much fun when they’re doing the whole Symbolism Thing, it’s fucking great please continue

[tlacuart]

I wanted to publish this on Barricade Day but I got confused😔😔 lmaaao, I did not finish it neither, I was supposed to do the full song but I did not had the time.

Anyway, we see a lot of angst in this fandom, so here some silly little enjoltaire fluff!

Paty Cantú, mi gente latino 🗣🗣‼️

[broadwaytwitter]

les mis twitter 10/?

[alicedrawslesmis]

[chazstity]

as close to smut as i have ever drawn, and it's obviously gonna be my boys

full HQ image over on patreon!

[autumnalmess]

My (Cambridge accepted!!) girlfriend just said "what is it? Granjolras?" GRANJOLRAS I'M WEEING MYSELF

[aromantic-enjolras]

ExR Broadway AU ideas

I was thinking back on a brainrot I had with @pumpkinspice-prouvaire a while ago and I thought I might as well polish it a little and publish it. This comes from a comment while watching Aaron Tveit's Miscast "Mein Heirr" performance.

It all starts when a conservative theatre journalist makes an article about the decline of Broadway, and he uses Enjolras (who mostly plays intense revolutionaries and other serious dramatic parts) as an example of a "good" gay performer who doesn't go around "prancing in heels and glitter".

This prompts Enjolras to go to his good friend and Broadway director Courfeyrac and ask him for his gayest and most slutty role. Courf, who has been dying to put Enjolras in eye-candy outfits for years, immediately casts him as Sally Bowles on a Miscast-type performance.

The problem is that... there is a reason Enjolras usually plays serious revolutionaries. He doesn't have a single loose bone in his body. He can get through the moves (he's a professional, he's a trained dancer), but he looks serious and stiff no matter what he does.

In a desperate attempt, Courf orders him to put on his costume and walk around in character until he feels comfortable in it.

Meanwhile, in a café near the theatre, Grantaire is an underpayed barista and failing art school student. He has been ranting to his friends about the broody angel in disguise who comes every day for his coffee for months.

... And then one day, black turtleneck angel comes in in a sheer top and lace-up pants and high heels???? And sprawls all over his counter and flirts with him?????

No, Enjolras is not suddenly smooth. It takes him a while to get there, but Grantaire doesn't notice. He's too busy trying to not scald his fingers with the coffee machine when Enjolras puts a heeled foot on a chair to stretch as he waits for his order.

Joly and Bossuet get a lot of panicked texts for a while. Grantaire has multiple theories getting progressively more unhinged, from evil twins to alien abduction. After a while they can't get over the curiosity and go to the café to try and see the mysterious man.

Joly (is working on an acting degree from R's school): ...That's Louis Enjolras, isn't he. Bossuet (plays the bassoon with goal to work on Broadway): That is absolutely Louis Enjolras. I think he's playing in Miscast next month. He's probably preparing for a role. Should we tell R? Joly: Are you kidding?? This is hilarious, I want to see how long it takes for him to figure it out.

Grantaire emphatically does not figure it out. This man has worked next to a bunch of Broadway venues for years and not learned anything about it, and he's not going to start now (yes, Joly, Broadway is a perfectly valid art form, he's just not interested in it, okay??).

At the end, Joly and Bossuet get tickets for Miscast and drag Grantaire, kicking and screaming, to go watch it with them. He's pouting in his seat, when suddenly they bring a chair to the stage, music starts and a familiar face (and outfit) comes on stage and starts singing.

The "YOU FUCKERS" almost gets them thrown out of the theatre.

I hope you enjoyed this!