histórias de Lesmis

━━ 𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄́𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒 : ❛ he was enough to drive a saint to madness or a king to his knees and oh, how she loved him ❜ [ les miserables (2012) ] [ enjolras x f!oc ]

CONTENT WARNING: Contains a few bad words and dark topics. Warning you here and now. Do you hear the people sing? Singing a song of angry men It is the music of a people Who will not be slaves again When the beating of your heart Echoes the beating of the drums There is a life about to start When tomorrow comes Will you join in our crusade on a wild adventure through the modern era of the Great Pixl War? Who will be strong and stand up to the queen? AN: Contains songs. Inspired by Les Mis

||UNOFFICIAL TITLE & STORY|| Lou-Anne Perreault works as a waitress at Café Musain, scraping up enough money for her and her siblings, taking care of them since the Perreault's parents' demise. One unfortunate day, she would have the dreaded task of taking over her co-worker's job as she calls off ill, which is tending to the upstairs of the café. It doesn't sound too bad, unless you were there to see the aftermath and ruckus caused by the university students up there. The dreaded shifts turn into ones of curiosity as she uncovers the true intentions of their everyday lives at the Musain... but she can't help but feel irritation towards the leader and what she believes to be 'hypocritical' beliefs.

Javert was supposed to die when he jumped off of that bridge into the Seine; but, instead, he wakes up in an unfamiliar bed and in an unfamiliar house. It does not make him feel better when he learns that the house is- of all people- Jean Valjean's.

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

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!

Jehan has worked hard to recover as much as they have. They just hope it's enough to help other people.

The Barricade Boys always met up at the Cafe for their meetings. Madame H always sent in the same waitress to serve them every time. One of her two revolution approving nieces, Angelica. Angelica was a fair girl the same age as the Barricade Boys with a crush on Combeferre. But he never really noticed her. Angelica always put herself in the spotlight. She ignored her Aunt's warnings. She's most likely had more boyfriends then her sister's had hot-dinners. It always went like this for the boys. Angelica, Angelica, J-J, Angelica, Wait! Go back. There we go, J-J (aka Yorkie because of her light British accent). Angelica's younger sister. She had glasses and was small. Only 23. The poor girl had been dragged all over by Angelica. She always sneaked a few glances at the meetings when the door opened. Courfeyrac always came to her attention. But J-J knew she wouldn't be noticed as she was always locked away in her room. After all, a girl who's not old or mature enough should keep to the sidelines. When the revolution starts the two girls are both eager. Angelica is allowed at the barricade and helps the boys. Yet for J-J it's just out of reach. And the trouble with the National Guard and the two girl's royal secret could get out of hand. Only J-J could help but betrayal will always follow.

Evelyn is the daughter of General Lamarque. She lived in France when she was little but then moved to England because her mother wanted her to be educated. By the time she was 21, her mother had been murdered from an intruder. Evelyn was then sent back to her father's house back in France. A lot had changed in France when Evelyn was gone and she couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor. During a street mishap was when she met the revolutionary schoolboys and their leader, Enjolras.

just that. hot takes and whatnot. come happily argue (no real fights pls) mostly old french books and revolutions whatever's popular

"They were beauty and the beast- beauty, the believer, who saw the existent (and non-existent) goodness in the world; and the beast, who saw the ugly shadows of the world, and chose not to acknowledge its positives. Thus, their story begins." Beauty and the Beast, Enjoltaire version.

All characters belong to Victor Hugo. Some ideas were inspired by other fanfics When Courfeyrac witnesses the abuse Eponine receives from her father, he decides to help her and make her the person she has only dreamed of being.

Crafts. Memes. Edits. Theories. Cosplays. A n y t h i n g fandom- and aesthetic- related. Why do I even bother.

éponine didn't intend for her life to intertwine with enjolras's, but things never go as planned. ✰ typical canon-era enjonine story :)l

Elstarkra was the daughter of inspector jevert. He had raised her on his own. What happens if elstarkra joined the barricade boys. Her friends at the barricade needed her help and she was happy to help them. No matter what her fathers thoughts on the matter was. Elstarkra was always a wide eyed child. She knew the law like the back of her had, but that didn't mean she couldn't get into childish antics. A café stood in a street, she'd never seen it before her eyes but in her dreams it always appeared. She never told her father, with him being an inspector he had a reputation to uphold. POSTED ON FAN FICTION UNDER THE SAME USERNAME.

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

A jumbled fusion of trivial thoughts composed into a book. Warning: a good-for-nothing randomly rhyming Shakespearian, Allen Ginsberg, Doctor Seuss, Shel Silverstein,Dennis Lee inspired book written by rookie, an amateur who enjoys nothing better than a good rhyme...;-) (I would love feedback on my poetry to help me improve). "Sometimes I don't know who I am."

A bunch of random, funny, Les Mis stuff I'm gonna write! Enjoy my weird beans!

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]]

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.