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Day 7: Your favorite winter headcanon

Fandom: Les Misérables/Bídníci       Lengt: Oneshot, 1.500+ words         Rating: G (General)       Warning: None     Parning(s): pre-Enjolras/Grantaire Character(s): Enjolras, Grantaire   Tag(s): Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Fluff, Pre-relationship, Mutual Pining, Enjolras Has Feelings, Not Beta Read For “Enjoltaire Winter Week” by @enjoltaire-winter-week​​ .

Stejně jako roky před tím, Grantaire maloval. Ruka se mu volně pohybovala po papíře a maloval vše, co ho napadlo. Portréty lidí, které viděl v kavárně. Malůvky monster, které se mu tu noc proháněly ve snech. Drobné kresby snů, na které pod tíhou reálného života už skoro zapomněl. Vždy, když se ráno vracel domů, skicák měl celý pokreslený a schoval ho do skříně, ze kterého už nikdy nevytáhl. Vše, co tu noc namaloval, bylo až moc opravdové, živé a surové. Nechtěl si připouštět, že by byl ještě takových mocných emocí schopen. A tak, jen jeden den v roce, je nechával volně plynout, aby pak celý další rok mohl tak kvalitně hrát svou naučenou roli. x As years before, Grantaire painted. His hand moved freely on the paper, painting everything he could think of. Portraits of people he saw in a cafe. The little monsters that drove through his dreams that night. Tiny drawings of dreams, which he had almost forgotten under the weight of real life. Every time he returned home in the morning, his sketch was all drawn and hid in a closet he never pulled out. Everything he painted that night was too real, alive and raw. He didn’t want to admit that he was still capable of such powerful emotions. And so, only one day a year, he let them flow freely, so that he could play his learned role so well throughout the next year.

Read online on AO3 in [czech original] or [english translation].

A/N CZ: A je to tady, poslední část je vzájemně poslední povídka pro Bídníky v tomto roce. :) Přeji vám tímto krásné svátky, hodně pohody a klidu a uvidíme se zase v novém roce s dalšími povídkami. Doufám, že se těšíte stejně jako já. :) PS: Stále netuším, jak jednoduše přeložit slovo “headcanon”. Máte nějaké nápady?

A/N ENG: And here it is, the last part of today’s week is also last story for Les Misérables this year. :) I wish you a beautiful holiday, a lot of peace and quiet and see you again in the new year with more stories. I hope you are as happy as I am. :)

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Day 6: Tradition / Tradice

Fandom: Les Misérables/Bídníci     Lengt: Oneshot, 1.500+ words         Rating: G (General)     Warning: None     Parning(s): pre-Enjolras/Grantaire Character(s): Enjolras, Mabeuf, Grantaire   Tag(s): Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Fluff, Pre-relationship, Mutual Pining, Enjolras Has Feelings, Not Beta Read For “Enjoltaire Winter Week” by @enjoltaire-winter-week​​ .

Tohle všechno začalo před třemi lety. Jehan tenkrát zůstal poprvé na Vánoce sám, a tak se všichni z Přátel Abecedy rozhodli, že ho musí rozveselit. Sešli se v kavárně Musain a oznámili mu, že každý z nich udělá jednu věc, kterou po nich bude chtít. Bez odmlouvání. Bahorel naříkal, že toho jistě nejmladší člen jejich skupiny využije, ale Grantaire ho upozornil, že na rozdíl od nich, je ještě stále dost nevinný. Jehan, který měl od té doby zorničky roztažené vzrušením a zapisoval si do svého notesu všechny různé nápady, pak najednou vykřikl: „Lovci pokladů!“ x It all started three years ago. At that time, Jehan was left alone for the first time at Christmas, so all of the Friends of the Alphabet decided that he had to cheer him up. They met at the Musain Café and told him that each of them would do one thing he wanted. Bahorel lamented that the youngest member of their group would certainly take advantage, but Grantaire warned him that, unlike them, he was still quite innocent. Jehan, who had had his pupils dilated with excitement ever since and was writing down all his various ideas in his notebook, then suddenly shouted, “Treasure hunters!”

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A/N CZ: Také by se vám taková vánoční tradice líbila? :)

A/N ENG: Would you also like such a Christmas tradition? :)

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Day 5: Church / Kostel

Fandom: Les Misérables/Bídníci     Lengt: Oneshot, 2.000+ words       Rating: G (General)     Warning: None   Parning(s): Enjolras/Grantaire Character(s): Enjolras, Mabeuf, Grantaire Tag(s): Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Angst, Established Relationship, Enjolras Has Feelings, Not Beta Read For “Enjoltaire Winter Week” by @enjoltaire-winter-week​​ .

A dnes, stejně jako poprvé před třemi lety, seděl blonďatý mladík na konci lavice a díval se na své spojené dlaně, ve kterých měl položený zlatý prsten. Mabeuf přešel k němu, položil mu ruku na rameno – kabát měl celý chladný, musel zde sedět již několik desítek minut – a jemně jej stiskl. Enjolras – jak znělo mladíkovo jméno – jen hlasitě polkl, zvedl se a zastrčil prsten do kapsy. „Jsem připraven,“ oznámil mu. x And today, as for the first time three years ago, a blond young man was sitting at the end of a bench, looking at his joined palms, with a gold ring in them. Mabeuf walked over to him, put his hand on his shoulder - his coat was cold, had to sit here for tens of minutes - and squeezed it gently. Enjolras - as the young man’s name sounded - just swallowed loudly, got up and tucked the ring in his pocket. “I’m ready,” he told him.

Read online on AO3 in [czech original] or [english translation].

A/N CZ: Uf, tohle bolelo.

A/N ENG: Ugh, it hurt.

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Grantaire was confused.

Grantaire was confused and he’d been like that since the night prior, when an over exited and -quite frankly- adorable Enjolras had knocked on his door, demanding him to be up and ready to head out by seven in the morning.

Well-

Grantaire had been a little taken aback, not used to being the focus of Enjolras’s furore like that but really, there was no way he could have said no.

He’d been done for the moment Enjolras had jumped on his bed, wearing what probably was the ugliest pair of pyjamas Grantaires’ eyes had ever had the disgrace to land upon, blue flannel and tiny white buttons and well, it was just unfair to look good wearing that. Enjolras’ curls jumped all around as he sat himself on the heavy quilt, just shy of Grantaires’ leg, looking up at him with what looked like a glint of mischief in his eyes.

“I have a surprise for you- he said, and- you might want to bring your camera along”

And that’s how Grantaire found himself prancing around, seemingly with no direction, through the trees surrounding their cabin at seven in the morning.

It was incredibly cold, even for his standard; a high mantle of snow covering the ground and the sun still too low to give off any warmth. It made for a wonderful landscape, that was for sure, with the pink hue of the early morning and the mist and the stillness of it all, the low branches curving and bending under the heaviness of the snow.

The frigid air filled his lungs and seemed to wake him up a little bit more, and he wrapped his scarf more tightly around his neck, peeking at the blond beside him.

Enjolras’s nose had managed to turn as red as the down jacket he was wearing. He was wearing a scarf and an hat and mittens, too, because Enjolras and the cold had never gotten along well and the more layers he could wear, the better it was for his circulation.

And the better it was for Grantaire’s sight, too. Not that he’d say it out loud but yeah, he was cute. Really cute. So cute that Grantaire felt himself slide in one of his Enjolras-induced-daze, which prompted him to try and start a bit of conversation, just to avoid getting lost in the numerous shades of Enjolras’s hair and how they brushed his cheeks, something that would have him inevitably fall down on his butt in the middle of the woods.

“You know, I still can’t believe you’re out there in the cold at this ungodly hour. Are you sure you’re alright, Jo?”

It was a bit mocking, he knew, but hey, it earned him a grin from Enjolras, and what could maybe be considered a wink- “I told you, I have something to show you”

“No, no- I got that, just, why so early in the morning? it’s a lot colder and we both know you crave heat.”

Enjolras shrugged a bit- at least Grantaire thought he did, it was hard to say with how bundled up he was – “I’m sure you’ll want to spend the whole day there once we arrive, that’s all”.

The wind picked up then, the faintest bit, and its gentle whisper muffled Enjolras’s voice and had him moving closer to Grantaire for the bite it held. Grantaire, too, moved subtly closer, trying to cover as much of Enjolras as he could with his body- “Okay, but where exactly is there? It seems to me like you’re trying to get rid of me and leave me in the middle of the woods.” That earned him an eyeroll and a snort,

“Miscreant.”

Enjolras was right, Grantaire ended up speechless for once in his life when they took a sharp turn to the left and ended up in dreamy winter land.

He blinked, taking in all that was around them, from the pebbled path to the ramshackle houses and the abandoned little square they were currently in, the frozen fountain in the middle and Enjolras just beside it, his hat now gone just as gone was his scarf. He looked up at him as he put them into his backpack, flashing Grantaire with a smile so bright it made him flush.

Oh well.

“How did you find this place?” And, yeah, Grantaire could already feel the smugness radiating off Enjolras as he strolled to stand in front of him and raised a finely arched eyebrow “I asked?”

Grantaire huffed, “You know what I mean” he said, and buried his hands in the pockets of his coat, just to do something that wasn’t kissing the grin off of Enjolras’s face.

“Do you remember a few days ago? When Courf told us about the village’s history and how it’s really not that old?”

“Yeah?”

Enjolras nodded at him, “Well, that’s because the old village had to be abandoned after an earthquake.”

“And this is the old village.”

Enjolras nodded, “And this is the old village.”

Grantaire scrunched up his nose, leaning toward Enjolras a bit before realizing what he was doing.

He cleared his throat, “You still have to answer me though. How did you find this place?”

Enjolras shrugged again, “Jean and I went for a walk yesterday, remember? Well, we asked around a bit. It wasn’t such a hard thing to do, you know?” -He winked.

He winked and Grantaire felt his heart jump up in his throat, and Enjolras walked even closer to him, his boots squeaking on the pebbles under his feet; his breath came out in little puffs of steam and the sun was now high behind him, and Grantaire had never seen him look as radiant as he was in that moment, his nose still red and his cheeks well on the way, too. “Do you like it then?”

Grantaire gulped, then he gulped some more. “I - I love it.”

Enjolras smiled at him again, from up close this time, and well, Grantaires’ soul was ready to leave his body and fly away from Enjolras, and his eyes, and his curls, and his cheeks, and his nose and his mouth that was moving and had Grantaire focusing once again on the conversation at hand.

“That’s not even the best part, you know?”

He blinked, “No?”

Enjolras just shook his head and – fuck- took his hand, leading him through the abandoned village and its snow-covered streets, until they reached the highest point where an old church stood.

Even just the outside of it was breath taking, the light falling down and sculpting every nook, every stone, the gargoyles up above and the twisted pillars beside the portal, down to their bases, playing with the broken windows and what was left of the rosette and suddenly Grantaire understood what Monet must have felt, what had him painting the Rouen Cathedral over and over again.

His chest felt heavy and Enjolras’s hand was warm in his own, but he only became aware of it when Enjolras let go to push open the heavy doors, disappearing behind them a moment later.

Grantaire shook his head and went after him, losing his breath all over again as soon as he sat foot inside-

He turned to face Enjolras, and something in his face must have shown, because Enjolras looked at him with so much tenderness that his knees went weak and he had to sit down, overwhelmed with everything surrounding him. It was so decadent; the fallen pillars, painted red and purple and blue by the light filtering through the leaded windows, what was left of them at least, and Enjolras in the middle of it all, calling Grantaire’s attention back on him with the trill of his laughter and by God, even then, when Grantaire was on his knees, surrounded in beauty, even there nothing could compare. Enjolras was shaped in light, and Grantaire could only blink.

“…why?”

Enjolras’s voice was soft, tender and shooting and everything holy when he spoke back at him, and Grantaire for a moment was ashamed of his own voice. “I knew you would have loved it”.

Grantaire was too far gone to answer, nodding as Enjolras sat on the cold ground at his side, so close their shoulders ended up pressed together. His nose was back up in the air though, and he pressed closer to Enjolras with a mournful grumble, “I wish I’d brought my sketchbook”. There was a bit of rustling then as Enjolras moved, but Grantaire did not pay much mind to it, too taken with how the statue in the far corner of the nave went from red to blue. He did turn around in the end though, when Enjolras tapped him on his jaw and placed a package between his hands, “You might want to open your Christmas present then.”

Grantaire looked from the brown wrapping to Enjolras’ eyes a few times before realization washed through him, “You didn’t”

“Just open it, you Muppet”

But Enjolras had, and he found himself holding a brand new sketchbook and a pencil set. He was so moved, he couldn’t speak, but Enjolras was still smiling at him, and he bumped their shoulders again. “Go ahead, start drawing. There’s a wonderful light this morning, don’t you think?”

Grantaire could only nod.

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Looks like i finally wrote something i actually like for the @enjoltaire-winter-week

yay me.

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that’s my third (ugliest) take for the @enjoltaire-winter-week, with the prompt “ice and wish” 

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Day 4: Ice / Led

Fandom: Les Misérables/Bídníci   Lengt: Oneshot, 3.000+ words       Rating: G (General)   Warning: None   Parning(s): Enjolras/Grantaire   Character(s): Enjolras, Grantaire Tag(s): Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Friendship, Fluff, Pre-relationship, Enjolras Has Feelings, Idiots in Love, Not Beta Read For “Enjoltaire Winter Week” by @enjoltaire-winter-week​​ .

Už z dálky si všiml zářivé rudého kabátu. Jeho majitel seděl na lavičce u břehu a díval se nepřítomně před sebe. Grantaire přimhouřil oči. Byl si jistý, že zpod černé čepice viděl pár blonďatých pramenů vlasů. Muž vytáhl ruce z kapes – obě měl v černých, elegantních rukavicích – a podíval se na hodinky. Zlaté, zářivé, s rudým kamenem nad číslovkou 12. Tyhle hodinky by poznal naprosto všude. Nosil je—„No to snad ne!“ Byl hlasitější, než zamýšlel. Mladík se otočil a jakmile se jejich oči střetli, blonďáček si hlasitě povzdechl a pozdravil ho: „Grantaire.“ „No to se mi snad jenom zdá, já na tebe narazím prostě všude, a to se říká, že je Paříž velká,“ zasmál se Grantaire, když došel k Enjolrasovi a podíval se mu do očí.  x  From a distance he noticed a bright red coat. Its owner was sitting on a bench by the shore, looking absently in front of him. Grantaire’s eyes narrowed. He was sure he saw a pair of blond strands of hair under his black hat. The man pulled his hands out of his pockets — both in black, elegant gloves — and looked at his watch. Gold, shining, with a red stone above the number 12. He would know this watch everywhere. This belonged to— “Don’t tell!"  He was louder than he intended. The young man turned, and as soon as their eyes met, the blond sighed loudly and greeted him, "Grantaire."  "Well, it just seems to me, I’ll just run into you everywhere, and it’s said that Paris is big,” Grantaire laughed as he walked over to Enjolras and looked him in the eye. 

Read online on AO3 in [czech original] or [english translation].

A/N CZ: Jak jsem slíbila, tak také konám! :) Dnes delší povídka s lepším tématem a i trochu spokojenou autorkou. Na tohle téma jsem se těšila ze všech nejvíce, možná kvůli tomu, že mi bruslení chybí… :)

A/N ENG: As I promised, I did! :) Today a longer story with a better theme and a slightly satisfied author. I was looking forward to this topic the most, maybe because I miss skating … :)

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Day 3: Hot drink / Horký nápoj

Fandom: Les Misérables/Bídníci   Lengt: Oneshot, 2.000+ words     Rating: G (General)   Warning: None Parning(s): Enjolras/Grantaire Character(s): Enjolras, Grantaire Tag(s): Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Friendship, Fluff, Pre-relationship, Enjolras Has Feelings, Not Beta Read For “Enjoltaire Winter Week” by @enjoltaire-winter-week​ .

„Už bych měl jít. Venku to nevypadá dobře,“ zasmál se. Jen co nadzvedl své pozadí z pohovky, Enjolras se ho znovu zeptal: „Nechceš se podívat na film?“ „Ehm, já bych ale opravdu měl—“ „Nebo si klidně něco zahrát.“ Enjolrasův tón zněl monotónně, kdysi ho dokonce Grantaire považoval za nudný, ale po letech, co se znali, pochopil, že musel dávat pozor na hlasitost a lehkou intonaci, kterou do svých vět dával. Věděl, že Enjolras, byť se to tak na první pohled nemuselo zdát, se o něj opravdu zajímal a chtěl… Grantaire zmateně zamrkal. Chtěl s ním strávit večer. x “I should go now. It doesn’t look good outside,” he laughed.  As soon as he lifted his back from the couch, Enjolras asked him again, “Don’t you want to watch a movie?"  "Um, I really should—"  "Or play something.” Enjolras’s tone sounded monotonous, Grantaire once thought was boring, but after years of knowing him, he realized that he had to pay attention to the volume and light intonation he put into his sentences. He knew that Enjolras, although it may not have seemed so at first glance, was really interested in him and wanted to…  Grantaire blinked in confusion. He wanted to spend the evening with him. 

Read online on AO3 in [czech original] or [english translation].

A/N CZ: Dnešní část prošla lehkou úpravou, neboť jsem se ke psaní dostala dost pozdě a ani mi nebylo úplně nejlépe a cítím, že dnešní psaní nedosahuje takové kvality, jakou bych chtěla. :) I tak doufám, že se vám bude tato část líbit a na další den se pokusím více rozepsat! 

A/N ENG:  Today’s part underwent a slight adjustment, because I got to writing quite late and I wasn’t even at my best, and I feel that today’s writing does not reach the quality I would like. :) Even so, I hope you will like this part and I will try to write more next day!

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Day two of @enjoltaire-winter-week with the prompt “Fire x snow”, this is kind of a second chapter for the oneshot i posted yesterday, but can be read as a stand alone <3

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Day 2: Fire / Oheň

Fandom: Les Misérables/Bídníci Lengt: Oneshot, 2.500+ words     Rating: G (General) Warning: None Parning(s): Enjolras/Grantaire Character(s): Enjolras, Grantaire, Joly, Bossuet Tag(s): Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Friendship, Fluff, Pre-relationship, Sick fic, Not Beta Read For “Enjoltaire Winter Week” by @enjoltaire-winter-week​.

Grantaire, nasáklý nejen vínem a dobrými vtipy, ale také notnou dávkou sarkasmu, ironie a cynismu; se tentokrát kousnul do jazyka a předtím, než mohl říct nějakou hloupost, si jen zhluboka oddechl, což způsobilo další příval kašle. Joly ho opatrně pohladil po zádech v naději, že mu trochu pomůže. Bossuet se podíval na jeho prázdnou sklenku s horkým vínem a okamžitě se zvedl, aby mohl objednat další. Nebo raději nějaký bylinkový čaj. Enjolras se ještě více zamračil a nervózně poklepal nohou. Když přestal černovlásek kašlat, oddechl si. „N-no, asi moc ne,“ přiznal. „Jsi nemocný?“ zeptal se ho Enjolras opatrně. x  Grantaire, soaked not only with wine and good jokes, but also with a good dose of sarcasm, irony and cynicism; bit his tongue this time, and before he could say any nonsense, he just took a deep breath, causing another rush of cough. Joly stroked his back carefully, hoping to help him a little. Bossuet looked at his empty glass of hot wine and immediately got up to order another. Or rather some herbal tea. Enjolras frowned even more and tapped his foot nervously.  When the brunette stopped coughing, he breathed a sigh of relief. “W-well, probably not much,” he admitted.  “Are you sick?” Enjolras asked cautiously.

Read online on AO3 in [czech original] or [english translation].

A/N CZ: Povídka měla vypadat trošku jinak, ale jelikož by se jednalo o jedinou, která by porušovala G/T rating, rozhodla jsem se to trochu upravit a nakonec mi z toho vznikla tahle sladká povídka. :D Líbí se vám?

A/N ENG: The story was supposed to look a little different, but since it would be the only one that would violate the G/T rating, I decided to adjust it a bit and in the end this sweet story came out of it. :D Do you like it?

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Okay, so, this is my first time joining something like this and im pretty nervous, but here’s my take for @enjoltaire-winter-week

7.12- Family x Colors

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Day 1: Family / Rodina

Fandom: Les Misérables/Bídníci Lengt: Oneshot, 2.800+ words   Rating: G (General) Warning: None Parning(s): Enjolras/Grantaire Character(s): Enjolras, Grantaire, background - Éponine, Jehan, Bahorel, Joly, Bossuet, Gavroche Tag(s): Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Friendship, Fluff, Light Angst, Winter, Christmas Fluff, Kissing, Not Beta Read For “Enjoltaire Winter Week” by @enjoltaire-winter-week​.

Když dával do trouby další plech, zazvonil mu telefon. Utřel si zamazané ruce od mouky a těsta do zástěry, kterou měl uvázanou kolem boků a sebral ze stolu telefon, který už netrpělivě poskakoval. Jakmile uviděl známé jméno na displayi, široce se usmál. „Enjolrasi,“ řekl radostně, když hovor zvedl. „Čemu vděčím za zavolání?“ „…Máš čas?“ „Na tebe? Vždycky.“ „Mohl bys vyjít ven před svůj byt?“ x His phone rang as he put another plate in the oven. He wiped his smeared hands with flour and dough on the apron he had tied around his hips and picked up the phone from the table, which was already hopping impatiently. When he saw the familiar name on the display, he smiled broadly. “Enjolras,” he said happily as he picked up the call. “What do I owe for the call?”  “…Do you have time?”  “For you? Always.”  “Could you go out in front of your apartment?”

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A/N CZ: První část výzvy je tady! Budeme se teď vídat celý týden. Těšíte se? :) 

A/N ENG: The first part of the challenge is here! We’ll see each other all week now. You are looking forward? :)

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Don't forget to let me know about your works. You can do it with:

1. Directly tagging this account

2. Put one - or all - of the tags under your work. Tags for this week are - #EWW, #EWW2020, #Enjoltairewinterweek or #Enjoltaire Winter Week .

3. Both!

I'm excited to see all your works. 😍

#les mis #les miserables #enjoltaire winter week #enjoltairewinterweek #EWW #EWW2020 #info

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AO3 Collection

Enjoltaire Winter Week 2020 is coming soon! If you’re planing to write drabbles, fanfictions or any sort of stories and you’re AO3 user, then you can upload your work for offical “Enjoltaire Winter Week 2020 Collection”!

Open: Monday, 7th December Closed: Sunday, 20th December

Can’t wait for your works!

#Les Misérables #Les Mis #Enjoltaire Winter Week #Enjoltaire Winter Week 2020 #EWW #EWW2020

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concept: spotify wrapped but for fanfics

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Hello ♥️ I'm sorry to bother you, I was wondering if the Enjoltaire Winter Week will happen? I read the prompts and I loved them, and it felt like such a sweet idea honestly, to soothe this 2020 with something sweet and good♥️

Anyway I hope you have a great day ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

Hi! Don't apologize, you aren't bothering me in any way! Don't worry. 😊

Yes! The Enjoltaire Winter Week is starting next week on Monday - 7th December. I will reblog every work with tags (#EWW and #Enjoltairewinterweek) on official page @enjoltaire-winter-week ! 😊

I'm so glad you're looking forward to this week. I was - and still a little am - anxious how it will turn out, but this ask made my day soooo much better. Thank you! ❤️ I hope at least 10 people will join and more will enjoy the final works.

Have a nice day! ❤️ And I guess - see you soon! 🤗

#STARTING SOON #are you excited? #EWW #EWW2020 #Enjoltaire winter week #Enjoltaire Winter week 2020

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Official account for Enjoltaire winter week is here!

Year 2020 is, in one word, chaotic. All of us are looking forward to the end of the year in hope that another one would be better than this weird one we were living whole 12 months. But let’s this journey make a little bit happier thanks our favorite chaotic mutual pining couple Enjolras and Grantaire!

I present you the first year of Enjoltaire Winter Week!

Enjoltaire Winter Week 2020 themes:

Day 1 || 07.12. || Family x Colors

Day 2 || 08.12. || Fire x Snow

Day 3 || 09.12. || Present x Hot drink

Day 4 || 10.12. || Wish x Ice

Day 5 || 11.12. || Light x Church

Day 6 || 12.12. || Journey x Tradition

Day 7 || 13.12. || Your favorite winter headcanon

How to participate? Rules are simple: 1) Choose one theme for one day 2) The work needs to be focused on Enjoltaire or Enjolras / Grantaire (but others characters are accapted too if they don’t overshadow them) 3) At least mentioned or somehow suggested winter season. 4) Tag your works with hashtag - #EnjoltaireWinterWeek2020 , #EWW2020 or both to make it simple find your work. 5) Every work is accepted - fanfictions, fanarts, fanvids, fanmixes, cosplays, moodboard artists and much more.

A week before all of this starts I’ll make a new account only focused on this week. :)

I’m little nervous because this is the first challenge I’m trying to make for this fandom. But at the same time I’m so excited to see all of your works!

Let’s make this year a little bit brighter together!

#info #Enjoltaire Winter Week #EWW #EWW2020 #Enjoltaire Winter Week 2020 #don't forget to follow to see all the fabulous posts coming! #thank for support!