Courferre Stories

(based slightly off of this one fic I read on AO3 http://archiveofourown.org/works/927309) (Theyre all named Jean lmao) Jean Granatire is the son of one of your dime-a-dozen Pro God, Pro Gun, Pro Life, Anti Gay, Republican politicians. Sadly, being related to one of these dressed-up douchebags can get you kidnapped by anarchists.

A Les Mis holiday fic (modern au). Inspired by a post I saw on Pinterest. Jean Valjean returns home Christmas Eve to find his house filled with college students. Turns out Cosette's friends needed somewhere to stay for the holidays, and she volunteered her place. Valjean decides that they are all his children now and becomes the Ultimate Dad. Mostly just JVJ interacting with the amis, but also so Enjoltaire and Courferre stuff, as well as a few other ships.

I'm bad at descriptions so it's probably best to read It is Enjoltaire, modern high school. Grantaire is an art student, Enjolras moves to his school to escape his old life after being disowned by his parents and bullied. He meets the Amis and soon becomes their leader. When he gets tired of Combeferre and Courfeyrac's couch he ends up moving in with Grantaire.

stay with me by @franklyidk So - or commonly known as the island girl - was stranded for more than 10 years on an island. When an explorer explores the isolated island, he discovers So and takes her to Paris. Due to being alone for most of her life, she needs the help of some revolutionaries to get involved in society. If it weren't for Lady Samuels, whose only plan is to destroy the royal family and So... disclaimer; I don't own Les Mis, and yes I was inspired by a barbie movie (now that we cleared that one up; thank you so much, and have fun reading)

Exactly what it sounds like. A collection of one shots based around Les Mis, specifically the Les Amis De l'ABC. Requests are open if you have any ideas. Enjoy :)

After the passing of his father, Prince Courfeyrac was subjected to being a second class citizen in the eyes of his stepmother, until a bespectacled prince crosses his path and a well-meaning mirror spills a secret. (You know the drill: I am posting this for a friend! Feedback and commenting are much appreciated, but please keep it constructive/positive! Enjoy!)

/////// A Hamilton and Les Mis crossover ////// Ships featured: -Enjoltaire -Courferre -lams -uhhh there's more but i'm lazy right now Pity that we had to kill him. He was absolutely stunning, golden curls and striking eyes. Apollo. I wanted to ask if we could spare him, though Monteparnasse would laugh and tell me we shouldn't develop feelings for targets. But I didn't love him - Oh god, did I? What had happened to my cold, dead heart?

Combeferre remembers the first time he met Courfeyrac when they were children. Now many years later he looks back and realizes that all he wants is to be near his Fey again...

After being abandoned by her mother at a very young age, Eponine Thenardier and her siblings were taken in by Jean Valjean, who ruled her kingdom until she became of age. Her friendship with Valjean's daughter, Cosette, is put to the test when her friend attempts to get her married to one of three suitors from other kingdoms. When a cursed tart changes Cosette's fate, Eponine must save her best friend and mend their friendship before it's too late. (This was once again written by my friend, so I hope you all enjoy this! If you like this work, please leave a kudos! Comments are much appreciated but please keep it positive/constructive.)

The Moulin Rouge. A nightclub, a dance hall and bordello. Ruled over by Montparnasse. A kingdom of nighttime pleasures, where the rich and powerful came to play with the young and beautiful creatures of the underworld. The most beautiful of all of these, was the man Enjolras loved... Grantaire. A dancer, who sold his love to people. They called him "The Glittering Emerald." He was the star of the Moulin Rouge. (As usual, I'm posting this for my very talented friend! Feedback is much appreciated!)

"I'm Enjolras, nice to meet you." Enjolras' eyes narrowed and a small smirk formed on his lips. But Grantaire could see he was in a lot of pain. "I know who you are. You're the kid who always gets in trouble. Well, I have to confess, good job on this one." Grantaire tried to joke but he was still nervous as hell. "You're Grantaire, right?" He was surprised the boy even knew his name and he responded with a kind nod. "Yes. That would be me, R, Grantaire, whatever. But what the hell happened to you, you don't just get robbed inside of school?" --------------------------------------------------------------- Or, an E/R modern school AU where E is in trouble and R helps him, I guess. (I'm sorry I'm not good with summaries...) Please know BEFORE you read this: this fic contains light swearing and a lot of blood. Don't read it unless you're okay with that. Other then that, enjoly! Feedback is always appreciated. :)

All oneshots. Requests always open. No smut (cause it'll suck). If you don't like gayness, this isn't the place for you. Idk who the cover belongs to, but message me for credit

Enjolras knows it's the end of the line when his friends have all been killed and he alone remains, standing defiant against the National Guard. He was prepared to die for his friends and countrymen. Of course, he was joined by Grantaire in his last moments, holding his hand as they were both shot. Enjolras knew he was dead. That was, until he wakes up in a bed that is not his, in a room that is not his, and in a time period that is definitely not his. His old friends are alive and well, but Enjolras seems to be the only one who remembers their failed revolution. Or: Enjolras is shot at the barricades on that day in 1832, but wakes up in the future with no memorizes of a life there.

Writing OneShots of our favorite barricade boys. *there might be some OC in this* Disclaimer; sadly I don't own Les Misérables or their characters. If I did, the story would've probably ended differently. ~ The only character I own is my OC

Les Amis de l'ABC sont mes personnages préférés des Misérables. Enjolras, Granatire, Courfeyrac, Jehan... et tous les autres, bien sûr. Venez découvrir ces adorables révolutionnaires ! (multi parings, OS non reliés entre eux)

I was awake one night and realized that, "Oh my god, Eponine is Ginny from AVPM." So here I am, writing Les Mis with a drabble of Starkid songs. Oh, dear. _____________________________________________________________ A story where our friends learn how to let go of the past, but to always remember.

Enjolras absolutely despises Grantaire. That's a fact Grantaire can live with, however -- or, at least, he could. Now, however, he's discovered these neat things called painkillers, and for some deluded reason, he thinks he can use them for emotional pain. And the worst part is...they're working, and Grantaire can only want more and more. Enjolras/Grantaire, Courfeyrac/Combeferre, Jean Prouvaire/Montparnasse, Cosette/Eponine, Joly/Musichetta/Bossuet

Musichetta has lived her entire life under the sea with her father, sister, and companions; her only connection to the world above being the items she has collected over the years. One faithful day, her paths cross with two human princes, who are searching for the thing they feel is missing from their lives. How far will she go to earn what's missing in hers? (You know the drill, I'm posting this for my wonderful friend once again! Feedback is much appreciated as always, but please keep it positive and constructive! And hey: thanks in advance.)

Oneshots written in diary form. I don't own any of the characters I use unless otherwise stated.

Combeferre's anxiety acts up and for some reason he really really really just wants a hug. [title from "your song" - Elton John/Moulin Rouge] see fic posted on AO3 for more notes!