thebridgesandtunnels:

ok guys i’ve seen that oscar isaac as grantaire fancast post floating around and i just wanna say i love and support you all and i hear what you’re saying but have you considered Oscar Isaac as Enjolras????

because let’s face it he’s… really….. gorgeous…. and… post TFA I think we all know he is capable of vibrating with charismatic revolutionary fervour??? And don’t you want to see what would happen if someone let– nay, encouraged– him to turn that charm and intensity up as far as it’ll go?????

for example:

look at that heroically furrowed brow??? look at the ~easy yet firm~ set of those shoulders? Guys! This is a picture of Enjolras!! This a picture of Enjolras!!! And he’s so!! intense!!! Like half of the pictures of him i see i feel like they should be immediately captioned with “charming / capable of being terrible”

In conclusion: there are so many men who can play sad bastards that are still emotionally compelling and there are so few that can BEAM CONVICTION LIKE HORRIBLE SEXY LASERS OUT OF THEIR EYEBALLS, VOTE OSCAR ISAAC FOR ENJOLRAS.

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Anonymous asked: For the shipping meme: Les Mis Bonus Round: MCU

Just one second, buddy.  *buries face in pillow and screams*  SOMEONE DID THE THING NO ONE DOES THE THING.  *emerges from pillow, straightens clothes* I’m good, I’m fine, let’s do this.

LES MIS  (actually I have next to nothing on my Tumblr for this musical and I should have things because I have approximately all of the feelings)

  • lowkey otp
    I think Joly, Bousset, and Musichetta are pretty.  Fucking.  Cute.  Okay?  Okay.  Also I kinda like Jean Valjean/Javert but…like…I have some concerns about those two.  Valjean/Fantine is kinda cute, too.
  • highkey notp
    Okay, it’s not that I don’t love Marius in all his uselessness, but Eponine/Marius is a NO because my poor angry vicious street girl Deserves Better Than This Oblivious Fuck.  (Also because I think he’s good for/with Cosette, but look, Eponine is my favorite hardcore-as-fuck character and I feel like she just…wanted so much for Marius to be the love of her life that she forgot to wonder if she actually wanted Marius and if she had considered that I think she would have come to a ‘no,’ yes?  Also because she deserves someone whose response to their girlfriend going out to kick ass is “HEART EYES MOTHERFUCKER” and not slamming their head into a tree for two hours.)
  • [softly] don’t notp
    I just…any configuration of Combeferre/Enjolras or Courfeyrac/Enjolras or…ai, I think I found Combeferre/Grantaire once and I was just like.  Listen honey.  Look at your life.  Also: do not ship Gavroche with people, he is a child, seek Jesus.
  • highkey otp but i’m scared of saying it because it’s not a very popular choice
    I am THE MOST boring.  I mean…like…I found Valjean/Fantine that one time like I said and that has the potential to be super cute but I don’t know if it’s strictly speaking ‘unpopular,’ yanno?  Otherwise I got nothing.
  • highkey otp and anyone on my tumblr knows it
    Okay, see previous re: not putting a lot of Les Mis on Ye Olde Blogge, but…ENJOLRAS/GRANTAIRE.  THE IDEALIST REVOLUTIONARY GOD AND HIS CYNICAL DRUNKEN WORSHIPER.  THAT’S MY DUMPSTER OF CHOICE AND I SHALL NOT BE MOVED.  I just…let me put it this way, my roommate inflicted this movie on me and less than fifteen minutes after it was done I turned to her and went “Do you want to feel feelings?”  She said no, obviously, and I ignored her, obviously, and I went “King and Lionheart, for Enjolras and Grantaire.”  And there…there was some keening.  And some violence.  I am just a complete sucker for the ‘I would rather die at your side than live in a world without you’ dynamic, a COMPLETE sucker, like if you quiz me on ships, I will have a lot of those ships.

MCU (Marvel is never the bonus round, Marvel is the assumed-to-exist round)

  • lowkey otp
    Started out not a huge fan of Steve/Bucky, and I’ve kind of reconsidered, have now gotten to the point of ‘I’ll take literally any configuration of these two fucks.’  Darcy Lewis/Literally Almost Anyone, but especially Natasha Romanoff (it is my JAM and it is so RARE and it is FRUSTRATING).  AND ALL OF THE CANON SHIPS.  Like, okay, Tony/Pepper?  CUTE.  AS.  SHIT.  SIGN ME THE FUCK UP.  Jane/Thor?  LOOK AT THOSE FUCKING HEART-EYES.  SHE’S SO TINY AND CUTE AND HE’S SO BIG AND ENRAPTURED.  Sam Wilson/A Large Whiskey, because God know’s he’s earned it.  Peggy/Steve (do not touch me I am not okay I will never be okay again) and also Peggy/Being Better Than Everyone.  Matt Murdock/Making Better Choices (way to get a less flimsy suit, babe, proud of you).  And (this isn’t a canon ship but it SHOULD BE) Bucky/Warm Blankets/Affection From Friends.  I really want them to do Wanda/Vision.  Bruce/Betty Ross (I would fight you for Betty Ross’ dignity and honor, but she would probably just hand me her lab coat and do it herself while I swooned, okay).  OH BUT LEST I FORGET.  I DO NOT SHIP ALL THE CANON SHIPS.  WHICH LEADS US TO…
  • highkey notp
    BRUCE.  AND.  NATASHA.  And like the thing is I can’t even sit here and be like “Oh, well, I ship this other thing and I just can’t give it up” because, while I DO ship another thing (Clintasha), I’ve been a-okay with ships being broken up from time to time.  No no, all my problems are about execution and inherent issues with characters and the sudden disappearance of Betty Ross.  I have a fucking THESIS, okay, and like ten single-spaced pages of it are “So you want to sell a relationship between a man who doesn’t trust professional liars and a woman who is a professional liar and furthermore who demonstrably struggled with the fact that she was actively afraid of the Hulk, and you’re not going to offer us ANY backstory, you’re just going to fucking drop this in our lap and expect us to take it and run with it.”  Another, like, five pages are “HOW YOU DONE FUCKED UP WITH NATASHA CONSIDERING HERSELF A MONSTER” and there’s like THIRTY FIVE pages about “WHY is this ham-fisted relationship necessary for women to ‘connect with the movie’, and why did you have to structure it as Natasha existing solely to soothe all of Bruce’s issues and then there’s that scene at the end where she’s pining and that’s not at all consistent with her personality.”  And there’s about ten more pages about how I feel like Bruce has had a disservice done to him (given that most of this is about how I feel like Nat had a disservice done to her) and an entire chapter titled “Why Did You Feel The Farm Thing Was Necessary If Clint Was Not Involved.”  And the whole thing is titled “WHERE THE FUCK WAS BETTY ROSS” because if you’re so determined to put Bruce in a romantic relationship why not add another BAMF scientist to your crew.  And honestly I’m not interested in getting anon hate for this, so if you ship it, hey, live your life, and please feel free to depart quietly, I’m not going to stop you or call you names, but I’d damn well appreciate the same courtesy.
  • [softly] don’t notp
    Steve/Tony…I just can’t.  Like.  Live your lives guys.  I’m not gonna stop you.  But I just can’t.  Also Tony/Bruce.  Same thing.  Also Loki/Tony or Loki/Natasha (noooooooope).  Wanda/Pietro.  Peggy Carter/Jack Thompson.
  • highkey otp but i’m scared of saying it because it’s not a very popular choice
    Is it redundant at this point to say Bruce/Betty?  But in addition to that, I quite like Bruce/Darcy.  Pepper/Tony seems weirdly unpopular for being so adorable.  I mean…I’m pretty open about my ships.
  • highkey otp and anyone on my tumblr knows it
    Clint and Natasha.  Because their backstory is so interesting and they’re so in sync and they’re so desperate to save each other at the cost of all else.  I tend to think that when she’s talking to Loki and he says “Your world hangs in the balance and you bargain for one man” there’s a part of her that’s like “…yeah, you’re damn right I do, what do I need to do to get him back” and she only backs down when she knows that Clint is coming to HER and she can get him back by force.  Honestly fuck ‘enemies to lovers,’ give me ‘I literally almost killed you once to I’d literally burn the world to the ground for you.’  I also really like the dynamic of “Person A can play 12 different instruments, got into Harvard, and is organized, and Person B once ate 15 cold hot pockets at once, trips over the laces of their shoes, and claims they can fight 2000 bees” and I hardcore feel that for Clint/Nat.  I have a gifset to that exact effect on the blog somewhere.

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D O   Y O U   H E A R   T H E   P E O P L E   S I N G ?

Anonymous Asked: So what would the story be for your modern Les Miserables AU?

It would literally be the same exact story. Valjean commits a minor crime. He ends up spending 19 years in prison for said minor crime. He ultimately turns his life around, meets a prostitute, and raises her daughter, all while a community of oppressed people are rising up against police tyranny.

The film opens up with a few great shots of New York City.

It finally settles on a high-security prison.

The inmates, mostly black, are all singing ‘Look Down.’

We learn that the one prisoner stole a loaf of bread when he was a teenager and has been in prison ever since. The white cop refers to him as 24601, among other slurs.

Valjean is finally able to escape.

He wanders the city during a montage, while sad music plays. He’s shown applying for several applications. He has to check ‘Yes’ every time that the question asks if he’s ever been convicted. He’s shown renting a crummy apartment. He’s shown buying a phone and putting the number down on applications. There are several back-to-back shots of him filling out applications and the phone not ringing. He’s finally kicked out of his apartment.

He’s seen wandering the streets until a kind man invites him into a homeless shelter. (For some reason, I can see this man being played by Morgan Freeman.) The man gives him something to eat and lets him sleep on a cot for the night. Valjean wakes up, steals something of value, and runs away. He gets about, oh, a block or so before the cops catch up and start brutally beating him. The owner of the homeless shelter races out and vouches for Valjean. Cue ‘What Have I Done?’ which is sung as a shocked Valjean wanders through the streets of New York City. At long last, he decides to turn his life around. His phone rings.

Transition!

It’s a few years later.

We see shots of rundown buildings and alleyways filled with the homeless.

The camera finally rests on a really over-crowded factory. It zooms into a window. All of the workers are black. All of the workers are exhausted.

‘At The End Of The Day’ plays.

There’s a fight as the workers slut-shame Francine.

The owner assaults her and fires her when she says that she’s going to sue.

She goes to a lawyer anyway but the lawyer becomes too preoccupied as he recognizes one of the cops in his hallway. Fantine leaves and we get a bunch of really sad shots of her being forced to sell herself. (’Lovely Ladies’ and ’I Dreamed A Dream’)

Meanwhile, Valjean has become a moderately successful lawyer (just roll with me here) who is shocked to learn that he has to work with Javert. Javert doesn’t recognize him. Things are still tense. When walking home one night, Valjean stumbles upon Javert arresting Fantine for assaulting a white guy who “must have taken a wrong turn”. Valjean realizes that he turned down her case and that this is his fault. He takes her to a low-income hospital.

Meanwhile, Javert says that they finally caught Prisoner 24601. He sends Valjean an email asking Valean to prosecute. Valjean is thrown into an existential crisis. (’Who Am I?’) He finally replies that he cannot and admits everything. He quickly packs up and has just enough time to stop by the hospital and say goodbye to Fantine before Javert shows up.

There’s a fight and Valjean escapes.

He runs through the streets of New York City before finally finding an address that Fantine told him. It turns out to be a rundown foster home owned by two drunk, abusive, jerks. Cosette is seen sadly singing ‘Castle On A Cloud.’ Valjean takes her away.

Javert is seen walking across the rooftops of New York City, singing ‘Stars’.

Transition!

Okay now’s where it gets really fun!

You see a bunch of black college students getting together and talking about how much the police brutality is escalating. (’At The End Of The Day Reprise’). They finally decide that they need to do something about it. (’Red and Black.’) Show one of the students, Marius, falling in love with a now grown Cosette. ‘A Heart Full Of Love’. Meanwhile, Eponine walks through the rainy streets of New York City and sings ‘On My Own.’ But who cares about her lonely soul, we strive towards a large goal! Meanwhile, the cops know that this group of students are going to start protests so they’re seen preparing this outrageously militaristic equipment. Show a bunch of back-to-back shots of the students preparing their nonviolent strategies while the cops basically create an army. Have them sing ‘One Day More’.

Cut to the next day.

The black college students are having a non-violent sit-in on the streets. They sing ‘Do You Hear The People Sing?’ Tear gas is thrown by one of the cops. All hell breaks loose. It’s basically a battle-scene. They’re shown running through the streets, facing the horrors, dropping like ‘flies’. The police even kill Gavroche. You see shots of social media and the news crews covering what’s happening. The audience is saying, “Wait…” but it’s all happening so fast that their suspicions cannot be confirmed. Valjean is able to get Marius and Cosette to safety. Javert realizes the horror that he has caused and he jumps to his death. Everyone else is killed by the rest of the police.

Transition to a few months later but the brutality is still going on. Valjean dies (”Epilogue”) while reports are being played of the senseless violence that these unarmed black teenagers faced.

It takes the audience a moment to realize that the reports aren’t fictionalized.

The movie literally ends with real reports by CNN, FOX, ABC, NBC, etc. You see footage of real cops brutalizing real people. All of this is happening as ‘Do You Hear The People Sing (Reprise)’ is playing…..

Brings a whole new meaning to “Do you hear the people sing? / Singing the song of angry men / It is the music of a people / Who will not be slaves again”, doesn’t it?

I need this in my life.

(via lupinatic)

Anonymous asked: ExR "We are gods. Grantaire was only mortal man but he gave his life for us. For us dream. We are gods but I don't know what to do for him"

somuchbetterthanthat:

Hey anon, I really, really hope you don’t mind me playing a bit with your sentence, I’m sorry! I ask for one and then I transform it, I hope you like this anyway! 

“We are gods!” Enjolras finally says, almost shouts, to his stone-faced friends. “Grantaire was only a mortal man, but he gave his life for us! For our dream! We are gods but I don’t know - I don’t know what to do for him now,” he finishes more quietly.

The silence is his only answer. He tries to muster some more anger in himself, but there’s no point in being angry at his friends, because he knows they’re mourning Grantaire as much as he is - maybe even more, he thinks guiltily as he catches sight of Joly’s pale face and the way Bossuet is firmly looking at the ground, holding Joly’s hand tightly.  

For the first time in his life, a strange nagging feeling of emptiness is creeping into Enjolras’ chest, and he’s at lost at what to do about it. He’s on the verge of sitting next to Combeferre, seeking contact, when he hears a delicate cough. 

He sees his friends tense and frown, and he looks behind him. His mother is standing there, tall and as gorgeous as always; she’s chosen to take the form that Enjolras remembers the most: golden skin and golden curls, full pinks lips and a heart-shaped face with sharp-cheekbones and big blue eyes. She’s chosen to look like him. She hasn’t done that in more than five years. 

“Nobody appreciates hubris, my darling,” is her first words now. “None of you are gods, you are merely their sons.”

“Is this a lesson?” Enjolras asks, anger coming back in a moment. “Was this supposed to be a slap on the wrist, is that why you came to him with this ridiculous bargain?” 

Aphrodite tilts her head on the side, thoughtful.

“He came to me,” she says after a second. “He was scared of Zeus’ wrath, of what would happen to you now that your plans had been revealed. He knew I could appease Zeus with the right incentive.”

“You could have asked for anything in return,” Enjolras says furiously. “Anything but his death!”

“I did,” Aphrodite says. “I asked him to give up his love for you.”

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