Rise Up, Oh Heart, For There is Another Battle to Win

abagfullofbi:

snowlfstar:

snowlfstar:

everyone talks about how Grantaire’s name is literally the french way to say ‘R’, but why does no one ever mention the significance of Enjolras’ name???

i mean, the verb ‘enjôler’ literally fucking means to seduce with fine words why does no one talk about that

*Grantaire screams in the distance*

(Source: remux, via enjolrarses)

officialbabet:

How about instead of Montparnasse or Javert or whoever being the villain in your les mis fic, you just embrace the fact that nobody in les mis is meant to be a villain, but instead act the way they do because of the society that surrounds them.

(via enjolrarses)

Anonymous asked: Grantaire and Cyrano de Bergerac

enjolrarses:

listen i had to google this but now but that’s perfect

and sAD grantaire helping enjolras fall in love with someone else oh nO

grantaire not telling enjolras so he doesn’t lose the image of his eloquent lover

grantaire being selfless for enjolras oH NO

Anonymous asked: prompt: B, ship: E/R. Also I am reading things we lost in the fire and it's wonderful! Thank you for sharing!

2: At my worst, I worry you’ll realize you deserve better.  At my best, I worry you won’t. (I’ve never been better.)  

Modern AU motherfuckers. Behold, I have written fluff.  And thank you so much, I’m so glad you’re liking ‘things we lost in the fire,’ <3

Grantaire tugged at the cuff of his blazer, trying to resist the urge to pick at his outfit with nervous fingers.  Eponine and Bahorel had selected it for him, and although Bahorel wasn’t particularly menacing, Eponine had a key to Grantaire’s apartment, a Sharpie, a switchblade, and even odds on using either one—he wasn’t in a rush to disobey her. So, nice jeans, a graphic t-shirt, and a blazer it was.  It didn’t mask the fact that he still looked semi-exhausted, but Cosette had informed him, in her sweetest and most anxiety-reducing tone, that as long as he wore a thin layer of stubble, he looked much more the lovelorn artist than the over-caffeinated grad student.

He was pretty sure she’d only said it to make him stop hyperventilating, but it was a nice sentiment.

“R!” Enjolras shouted from down the hall.  “You’re going to be late!”

“Fashionably late is a thing that exists, Apollo,” Grantaire said, giving one more nervous tug to the blazer before he stepped away from the mirror.  “How do I look?” he asked Enjolras, holding out his arms and trying to look Enjolras in the eye instead of letting his gaze wander to a safe corner of the ceiling.  “Ridiculous?”

“Shut up, you look incredible,” Enjolras said.  “And fashionably late may be a thing that exists, but not when you’re going to your own thing.”

“Sure it is,” Grantaire said, dragging his eyes away from the ceiling with difficulty and flicking a glance at Enjolras.  “You really don’t have to come, it’s not a big deal.”

Enjolras shot him a Look and knocked one foot against the floor, not quite a stomp, but enough to make the sole of his shot thud loudly as he plucked pointedly at the lapel of his red coat.  “It’s your first gallery opening.  If you think I’m not going, you have another one coming.”

“It’s not really, Cosette’s father–”

“Don’t care!” Enjolras interrupted, sharp and bright and grinning.  He stepped over and pressed a kiss to the corner of Grantaire’s mouth.  “R, love, it’s going to be fine,” he murmured, taking Grantaire’s hand.  “You didn’t get this because Valjean knows the gallery owner, you got this because your paintings are incredible, and you’re going to go let a bunch of people with a lot of money tell you so.”

“Yeah,” Grantaire breathed, and offered Enjolras a shaky smile.  “I don’t deserve you.”

“I strongly disagree.”

“I know. I hope you never realize you’re wrong,” Grantaire said, and his smile was more earnest this time.

“Are you ready?”

“Never better, Apollo,” Grantaire said, breathless, and let Enjolras steer him out the door.

callipygianflamingo asked: hi, i just wanted to pop by and say that things we lost in the fire is an amazing fic! not many people can successfully write angst in fics without turning the character into a pathetic woobie drowning in wangst and manpain but you do it incredibly well! you're a super talented writer and i hope you have a wonderful day!!! :D :D :D

THANK YOU SO MUCH, oh my God I’m so glad you think the angst thing is going well.  I have a POWERFUL aversion to the woobie trope and I LIVE IN FEAR, okay, IN FEAR.  I’m so thrilled that people seem to be of the opinion that Grantaire is a well-executed character in ‘things we lost in the fire’, I’m???  I’m not a supremely coherent recipient of compliments, not gonna lie, but THANK YOU SO MUCH.

Anonymous asked: Hello!! Not the previous anon, but also a huge follower of your Les Mis fics! Just want to say thank you for still continuing your fics, but really, take your time okay? School is nuts and life gets in the way, so don't feel pressured and lose your mind trying to get updates on time for us! xx

Oh, babe, you’re so sweet!  And trust me, I genuinely love writing this fic, it’s a delight, and no one is more exasperated than me with the necessary delay of school.  But also I want to pass all my classes and this is my senior year, it would be a fucking whirlwind regardless.  BUT FOR REAL, I’M SO GLAD YOU DON’T HOLD IT AGAINST ME.  (Also, WHAT, I have people who actually follow my fics, W H A T, that’s some weird shit, THAT’S GONNA TAKE ME SOME TIME TO ADJUST.)

Anonymous asked: AHHHHH THE NEW CHAPTER WAS FUCKING AMAZING. I was that anon (sorry) and i just have to say... that fight between R and E made the wait #fuckingworthit. It was beautiful and you are beautiful and I love this fic.

OH AND I FORGOT GAV AND R GIVE ME LIFE👌👌 EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS WAS JUST BEAUTIFUL

MY DUDE I’M SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT.  And trust me, no one is more exasperated than me with the delays, I would be 100x happier if I could say ‘fuck this noise’ and just write all day every day.

ALSO I’M GLAD THE FIGHT WAS WORTH IT BECAUSE I PROCRASTINATED MY THESIS ALL DAY.