Lesmis Stories

━━ 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 ]

Scarlett and her best friend Natalie take a trip to Rome, one of her tour group members is none other than Broadway actor Aaron Tveit - a guy who will turn her life upside down. Yet he might not be completely honest with her.

Mostly memes and art

Eponine is faced with the challenge of knowing true love and kindness from a man that she knows little about and a man that is her friend. This heart filled fanfiction written in tribute of Victor Hugo's Les Miserables Will show you what love does to the heart.

||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.

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

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.

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!

y/n gets a part in the West End production of Les Miserables and moves in with her childhood friend, Harry, who she hasn't seen since she was 16. Will stardom and fame have changed Harry? Will she fit in to his busy and messy life? Or will she get tangled into the rumours that surround the popular boy band and struggle to hold on to her childhood friend?

A FNaF take on the Michel-Claude Schönberg play "Les Misérables", based on the novel by Victor Hugo. (Works best if you're listening to the 10th Anniversary Soundtrack, minus Runaway Cart)

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.

I will say the first line of a song and you have to finish it

this shal be broadway ranting

"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.

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.

Kara Mathews is a girl from a small town in Knoxville Tennessee with big dreams. She is your average musical fangirl, and one of her biggest inspirations, Ramin Karimloo. When Kara moves to New York City getting a job at Ellen's Stardust Diner things start to happen when she runs into the very inspiring celebrity who will be playing Jean Valjean in Les Mis on Broadway. Follow Kara on a hectic, fun, and crazy ride that is just part of being talented and a friend of Ramin Karimloo.

{Modern Day!Le Amis De L'ABC AU} - "Enjorlas," Josephine said, holding the curly haired Revolutionist's hand. "Don't be a martyr." She whispered, putting the silver locket in his hand. "Please." As Enjorlas sat up from the dream, his eyes wide and frantic. He glanced around him, He was still in his apartment in New York; Not at the Barricades of France. He breathed a sigh of relief. Picking up his phone and calling Courfeyrac. "It's almost time for the Art Heist." He said. "I found someone who could help." Courfeyrac replied. " What's their name?" Enjorlas asked with curiosity. "Josephine." Courfeyrac's voice said. Enjorlas went pale. "Oh."

Archive of my tumblr fics

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

Les Mis one shots because I'm obsessed and can my help myself Also I'm sorry for dying again but I crawled out of the gutter to bring you this