Grantaire Stories

With Fauchelevent's help, some of Les Amis manage to escape the barricade, but not unharmed. Now they must deal with both physical and mental trauma all while trying to avoid capture by the police. What will happen to them? Will they survive their injuries and find freedom? Or will it be too late? Contains slash. 100th fanfiction!

"i will forever stay loyal to my patria" *** Enjolras x OC fanfiction I've tried incorporate elements of the musical, film and book into this. If even one person reads this I will keep writing and I really hope that you enjoy! DISCLAIMER - I do not own these characters of elements of this plot and the photo on the cover is not mine.

Mostly memes and art

A place for feels, laughs, and barricades. (Victor Hugo owns the characters and many other many authors/artists own my inspiration.)

absolutely clean other than that, yep, les amis one-shots enjoltaire is probably the only consistent ship i will give emotional pain warnings

In which a stoic and passionate revolutionary meets a rather odd and eccentric dressmaker. cover by celineebabee [les miserables] [enjolras x oc]

Just a few one shots based on Les Mis, especially on Les Amis, more commonly known as the barricade boys. UPDATE: I will take requests and write them at my discretion. I won't write pieces that are purely ships or x reader types. However, any dumb little activity or setup to write will be greatly appreciated.

In which Enjolras's world is spinning too slow, and Grantaire's is spinning out of control. OR: How Enjolras's life flipped completely in 31 days because of one tattooed artist. [[Minor cursing, nothing bad enough to be marked as mature]]

"Hello mes amis, I'm Grantaire and zis iz ze vlog of a Misérable"! In which Grantaire is a French, pseudo-edgy, NB millenial with a vlog and a crush on Enjolras, the flamboyant obvious leader of their obnoxious roommates' association, "Les Ami·e·s de l'ABCD". This fanfiction is a transmedia project linked to a webseries that you can watch on the Youtube Channel Grantairezemiserable. You can also follow Grantaire on Instagram (@grantairezemiserable) and Twitter (@Hellomesamis).

'''''"Stop smiling!" Enjolras squealed out as he moved and hid his face with his hands, he was so embarrassed seeing the boy he probably could actually date, He had a small crush on this man and he barely knew him for more than an hour. Enjolras turned around, trying to not blush while trying to listen to the other speaking, Yet he really couldn't listen, his goal was to breathe and not to worry about his blush that was seeping to his ears. Enjolras slowly opened a space in his fingers to see the clock, then he hid it again Enjolras slowly turned around, opening a space in his fingers to see Grantaire- He did just do this- and spoke slowly "Its seven" '''

Marie-Aurélian Enjolras nunca se había preocupado por las cosas mundanas: él servía a un bien mayor. Pero cuando su causa comience a desmoronarse, tal vez el ángel tenga que admitir su humanidad.

TRIGGER WARNING: CONTAINS SELF HARM, SUICIDAL THOUGHT/ACTIONS, DEPRESSION, DRINKING, EATING DISORDERS, EXT Amandine Belle Grantaire (Amandine Frédérique Adeline Ambrosine Élodie Lisette Rosette Belle Grantaire) Is broken, for those who know it, there is no doubt about it. But why?How could someone like her be broken, she has it all. She's pretty, skinny, an amazing dancer, an amazing singer, an amazing guitar player, multilingual, has two amazing best friends, and really has it all. But what happens when she finds herself face to face with the person who abandoned her, the one who caused half the problems, the one she would take a bullet for. SORRY I STINK AT DESCRIPTIONS

Enjolras has loved only one person for the entirety of his life. Art is his passion but love if his life and he has never loved anybody more then he loves Grantaire. [[WIP]] |Les Miserables FanFiction|

Eloise Pontmercy is the daughter of Marius and Cosette Pontmercy. When she was five, her family moved to Toulouse to forget the memories that plagued her father's mind. But the les amis don't want to be forgotten... In a turn of events, Eloise finds herself in the café musain whilst on holiday in Paris. The café has been left abandoned due to rumors about the ghosts of the ámis still being there. Will Eloise realise why her father wanted to forget? Or will she make the ultimate sacrifice to be with her father's comrades?

After a chance encounter, Daphné finds herself a member of the Les Amis de L'ABC and throws herself at the chance to overthrow a corrupt government, making friends for life and attempting to save her Patria. I DO NOT OWN LES MIS OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS EXCEPT DAPHNE!!!!!

1832. French Revolution. He stood at the top of the barricades, raising his red flag over his head. A few moments passed and the general of the national guardsmen arrived and asked, "Who's there?" Being the girl that I was, I just stayed quiet and looked at him. I looked at the man whose eyes could make you feel like you're staring at the sun. Someone shouted back, "FRENCH REVOLUTION!" And bullets were firing everywhere. I was hesitant to stand there and just watch my fellow comrades being shot on random places. I kept my eyes on him. On Apollo. I felt my pupils dilate when a national guardsman took aim at him at a close range. Without a second thought, I ran towards the barricade and took the bullet from the enemy. I heard him call, "Ponine! Don't you dare die on me!", but it was far too late, my vision was black. 2013. Present time. It was crazy because, you know, I was reincarnated. I checked my reflection, I was still Eponine Thernadier. The girl who was always on her own. I am now attending Duschene Academy as a senior, my brother Gavroche is also on the academy as well, he is a freshman. It was creepy you know, because we didn't die from the revolution. We are very much alike. So one day, when I decided to practice my playing on the violin, I stumbled upon a boy. He was wearing a red sweatshirt, blond hair and brooding blue eyes. Wait, it can't be...it was Apollo. It was Enjolras.

A plethora of different short stories/descriptions/...things that i've written over this goddamn lockdown. From Hamlet, to extras of Lack of Belligerence, to a Harry Potter character I had created once. Will be updated most likely daily-- Though is mostly an archive of all of my little works that I am happy with.

"Sembri quasi una persona buona, ora che ti vedo bene, con quel sorriso dolce e parole incoraggianti. Chiudi la porta e ti avvicini. Vorrei trattenermi, fingermi offeso, ma la verità è che ogni frase maligna è stata dimenticata." _______________________________________ Piccola #enjoltaire che ho scritto un paio di anni fa e che ho revisionato. La #enjoltaire è una delle mie grandi OTP, portate pazienza.

These stories are from musains.tumblr.com

Different one-shots featuring different characters and what happened after the barricade.