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Back at it with the poetry, here’s Grantaire again:
Permits-Tu?
Dust falls as a feather in the light,
Dark and fiery irreversibility marking our future against the floorboards, crimson as his fabric hope
I hate the poets for letting me believe death is beautiful
Our souls intertwined as bone, a solitary, futile projection of rebellion
But my eyes burn and my body trembles
The empty, suffocating cavity of my chest stained bloody and vulnerable, rising and falling for a dying breath
Not a whisper of comfort within the winds,
The air around us static with wait,
I close my eyes so I do not see the opening of your skin, the porcelain shattered into oblivion
An ocean of tears spilling harsh and bitter onto decades of foolish promise,
Love and hate and anger; a vicious symbol of betrayal, soon evermore regretful
The light draining so quickly from your eyes, our hearts a punctured inconstant, bleeding shadows onto ancient wood
Somewhere between then and now, I inhale
And the stars above brush a beam of pale truth across my face, lost almost to the daylight,
So anguished that the feeling becomes unrecognisable, and with an exhale they take us home.
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Recently I’ve been pretty into poetry, so here:
The Cynic:
Time slips between my fingers like water, like crushed glass, desperately clinging to impossibility
And his eyes meet mine, he doesn’t smile, he doesn’t know
Feel his skin only against that thinned capsule; to stain my own with the charcoal ash of soul
Bury the scars from those fragments, paint over the crimson with inky tears
Poison my veins with acidic cynicism, carving a tombstone into the chambers of my heart
The wine on my lips, the lithium of your coat
The bleeding of our hearts;
Tearing myself apart to find the light
Stumbling into the smoke, the crumbling walls
Fear battering at my chest, eyes screaming to turn away
Skin brushes skin, hands meet hands
Through that hopeless, weighted grief and there I see, momentarily, as you do
A glimpse of the world through passion and tenderness, that futuristic timelessness
And so within the supernova- as the constellations of your being are expelled into the dawn- I can breathe once more,
If our place is in heaven, question no more
If we are to burn, we will ignite them all.
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Long time no see, but I’ve seen Les mis three times since then (twice on UK tour and once again in London) and I feel the need to add:
CAMERON BURT ENJOLRAS if incredibly unbeatable. Like, read what I say about Jordan Shaw, but this man blows him out of the water. He was an Enj that just CARED, purely and simply, he cared so much. Like he lashed out as the barricade after Gav died and so clearly blames himself, he didn’t ever disregarded Grantaire- he got annoyed maybe, but he was so careful it was like he KNEW
Dean Chisnall is so unbelievably talented ???
I feel like I just need to take a moment to update you all on the current cast of Les Mis at the Sondheim, in London. Because OH MY GOD.
petit gervais was included. Right at the beginning as jvj makes his way into town he steals the coin, like in the book, and I haven’t ever actually seen that done. So I was like, wow, thats some detail
Fantines arrest and death made me SOB. Chanice Alexander- Burnett is one talented woman. I remember her grasping hold of jvjs collar and just her anger in ‘you let your foreman send me away’ was so raw.
The DETAIL of the Cafe Musain, woah. I know it’s because the cast doesn’t move theatres so they can afford to go all out but it was so incredible. It was just now detailed and in depth it was witu the flags and posters. They even had a cobbled street flooring out the whole way through the show.
Jordan Shaw as Enjolras is something else entirely. He’s so so perfect (and he was super nice because I met him and he was just talking to me and he was actually the one to come over first when he saw me having a heart attack over his presence). He’s the perfect mix of angry revolutionary fervour (much like Ramin Karimloo) and hope and passion and care (as I think Bradley Jaden conveyed very well). I also think he had the same sort of humanity that Aaron Tveit gave us in the movie- you know with his tears and just that look of understanding? Not to mention that man can SING. He also wore red the entire way through which I thought was interesting
I don’t know if this is just my bad memory but I could have sworn that ‘Cosette, now I remember, Cosette how can it be’ was only from the movie? I know the latter half of it is definitely in there but I don’t know. Either way it was in this.
DRINK WITH ME. OH MY GOD. Connor Jones’ Grantaire is just *cheffs kiss* and I’m positive he knows about Enjoltaire. That man followed Enjolras around stage and just stared at him constantly. In his drink with me solo it started out with him getting applause and praise for singing, quickly turning into irritation as he grew more cynical. But when the abc sort of rolled their eyes or got annoyed, Enjolras went right up to him and just looked at him in this really kind way. He tried to hug him but Grantaire just sort of flinched away and staggered into a corner. When he started to cry, Gavroche hugged him, and he just slid down the wall at the back and curled up. Gavroche then went to sleep on his leg which just set me off it was so bittersweet.
Gavroche’s death was heartbreaking. You couldn’t actually see him over the barricade but you could hear him singing. And they thought he’d made it, when he appeared at the top, but when he was killed Enjolras was the one to catch him and hand him over to Grantaire. CONNOR JONES’ REACTION BROKE ME, I was sat so close I could see his lip trembling. Bradley Jaden (as javert) prayed over his body later on, after the abc had died, and it even looked like he was crying.
I watched Enjolras and Grantaire very closely in the final battle. Grantaire made no attempt to fight, too broken over Gavroche’s death, until he saw Marius get shot. He threw himself over, checking if he was alive. Enjolras then appeared beside him, clearly thinking Marius was dead, and just embraced Grantaire in this really fierce hug. And then he looked at him for a long second and ran up the barricade. Grantaire tried to follow, desperately trying to pull him back down, but he wasn’t quick enough. Enjolras was killed first. And so Grantaire desperately tried to pull his other friends away from the fight but he has little success. He was the last person left alive and instead then just climbed to the top of the barricade and put himself in show to be killed on purpose.
The abc had little candles in Empty Chairs. They appeared as he sung about ‘and I can hear them now’ and they held these candles up to Marius and it was so so sad. They blew them out at the end of the song and it was just like this final goodbye and it absolutely broke me. Harry Apps was an amazing Marius and his emotion in that song was so obvious
Bradley Jaden as Javert is one incredible actor and singer. His EYES were so captivating in ‘Javerts Suicide’ he looked so wild and desperate that, of course, I was in tears. But you could just hear his confusion and anger and desperation it was so real. Literally everything about it- in the way that he couldn’t stand still, his hair was everywhere and he was shaking like crazy. It was unbelievable.
LUKE FUCKING MCCALL AS JEAN VALJEAN OH SHIT. That man has some TALENT and if you’ve never heard him I urge you to go listen to him on YouTube right now. He’s the youngest west end actor to play Valjean and The Phantom (he’s like 28) and that man can do fucking everything. Again, so much emotion. He just portrayed jvj so well in everything he did and HE HUGGED THE BISHOP IN THE EPILOGUE
But yeah. I’ve never cried as much in my life and it was by far the absolute best performance of Les Mis I’ve ever and probably will ever see. My goal now is just to save up so I can go back and watch it all over again.
If you haven’t seen it, YOU NEED TO
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/28408344/chapters/86899747
Grantaire’s favourite place has always been the Musain. And now he owns it.
But then he learns about the rebellion of 1832 and suddenly he feels uneasy about the place.
Why does the information unsettle him so much?
And why does he feel like he knows these men?
And then he meets Enjolras, which should be impossible.
Because Enjolras and his friends have been dead for one hundred and eighty-eight years.
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/36609412/chapters/92925133
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/36609412
On a January night in 1832, Grantaire tells Enjolras he loves him.
And then he tells him again.
And again, and again until they reach that night. The night of the revolution.
Or,
The Five Times Grantaire Told Enjolras He Loved Him, And The One Time He Said It Back
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This has probably been asked countless times, but do we think Enjolras knew about Grantaire’s love for him?
Because I always thought that at first, he didn’t. He was too focused on revolution and change to really consider there may be some reason Grantaire stayed other than either to irritate him or to be with his friends. But I’m not sure if Enjolras being as oblivious as he’s made out to be in fics is actually canon, and if so, surely he must have noticed? Like, Enjolras was one of the most human people I’ve ever read about, so to me it makes sense he might have taken the effort to really understand each of the abc.
And if not, if maybe he didn’t know, then surely by their deaths he had figured it out. He knew by then that Grantaire did not believe (obviously) in the cause, but instead in him. He knew Grantaire had the opportunity to turn away or hide or maybe even wait until the guards had cleared and could possibly have survived. “I am one of them”- something he had spent so long denying.
So, do we think he knew?
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Absolutely no one, ever:
Victor Hugo every ten pages: did you guys know Enjolras has never dated a woman?
Like he has no interest?
And he’s ridiculously hot? Like he could date but he doesn’t want to date WOMEN?
No women for Enjolras.
Also Victor Hugo: so guys, this is Grantaire
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Go listen to Skulls by Bastille rn and tell me it’s not Enjoltaire
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I feel like I just need to take a moment to update you all on the current cast of Les Mis at the Sondheim, in London. Because OH MY GOD.
petit gervais was included. Right at the beginning as jvj makes his way into town he steals the coin, like in the book, and I haven’t ever actually seen that done. So I was like, wow, thats some detail
Fantines arrest and death made me SOB. Chanice Alexander- Burnett is one talented woman. I remember her grasping hold of jvjs collar and just her anger in ‘you let your foreman send me away’ was so raw.
The DETAIL of the Cafe Musain, woah. I know it’s because the cast doesn’t move theatres so they can afford to go all out but it was so incredible. It was just now detailed and in depth it was witu the flags and posters. They even had a cobbled street flooring out the whole way through the show.
Jordan Shaw as Enjolras is something else entirely. He’s so so perfect (and he was super nice because I met him and he was just talking to me and he was actually the one to come over first when he saw me having a heart attack over his presence). He’s the perfect mix of angry revolutionary fervour (much like Ramin Karimloo) and hope and passion and care (as I think Bradley Jaden conveyed very well). I also think he had the same sort of humanity that Aaron Tveit gave us in the movie- you know with his tears and just that look of understanding? Not to mention that man can SING. He also wore red the entire way through which I thought was interesting
I don’t know if this is just my bad memory but I could have sworn that ‘Cosette, now I remember, Cosette how can it be’ was only from the movie? I know the latter half of it is definitely in there but I don’t know. Either way it was in this.
DRINK WITH ME. OH MY GOD. Connor Jones’ Grantaire is just *cheffs kiss* and I’m positive he knows about Enjoltaire. That man followed Enjolras around stage and just stared at him constantly. In his drink with me solo it started out with him getting applause and praise for singing, quickly turning into irritation as he grew more cynical. But when the abc sort of rolled their eyes or got annoyed, Enjolras went right up to him and just looked at him in this really kind way. He tried to hug him but Grantaire just sort of flinched away and staggered into a corner. When he started to cry, Gavroche hugged him, and he just slid down the wall at the back and curled up. Gavroche then went to sleep on his leg which just set me off it was so bittersweet.
Gavroche’s death was heartbreaking. You couldn’t actually see him over the barricade but you could hear him singing. And they thought he’d made it, when he appeared at the top, but when he was killed Enjolras was the one to catch him and hand him over to Grantaire. CONNOR JONES’ REACTION BROKE ME, I was sat so close I could see his lip trembling. Bradley Jaden (as javert) prayed over his body later on, after the abc had died, and it even looked like he was crying.
I watched Enjolras and Grantaire very closely in the final battle. Grantaire made no attempt to fight, too broken over Gavroche’s death, until he saw Marius get shot. He threw himself over, checking if he was alive. Enjolras then appeared beside him, clearly thinking Marius was dead, and just embraced Grantaire in this really fierce hug. And then he looked at him for a long second and ran up the barricade. Grantaire tried to follow, desperately trying to pull him back down, but he wasn’t quick enough. Enjolras was killed first. And so Grantaire desperately tried to pull his other friends away from the fight but he has little success. He was the last person left alive and instead then just climbed to the top of the barricade and put himself in show to be killed on purpose.
The abc had little candles in Empty Chairs. They appeared as he sung about ‘and I can hear them now’ and they held these candles up to Marius and it was so so sad. They blew them out at the end of the song and it was just like this final goodbye and it absolutely broke me. Harry Apps was an amazing Marius and his emotion in that song was so obvious
Bradley Jaden as Javert is one incredible actor and singer. His EYES were so captivating in ‘Javerts Suicide’ he looked so wild and desperate that, of course, I was in tears. But you could just hear his confusion and anger and desperation it was so real. Literally everything about it- in the way that he couldn’t stand still, his hair was everywhere and he was shaking like crazy. It was unbelievable.
LUKE FUCKING MCCALL AS JEAN VALJEAN OH SHIT. That man has some TALENT and if you’ve never heard him I urge you to go listen to him on YouTube right now. He’s the youngest west end actor to play Valjean and The Phantom (he’s like 28) and that man can do fucking everything. Again, so much emotion. He just portrayed jvj so well in everything he did and HE HUGGED THE BISHOP IN THE EPILOGUE
But yeah. I’ve never cried as much in my life and it was by far the absolute best performance of Les Mis I’ve ever and probably will ever see. My goal now is just to save up so I can go back and watch it all over again.
If you haven’t seen it, YOU NEED TO
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/36609412
On a January night in 1832, Grantaire tells Enjolras he loves him.
And then he tells him again.
And again, and again until they reach that night. The night of the revolution.
Or,
The Five Times Grantaire Told Enjolras He Loved Him, And The One Time He Said It Back
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Genuinely, he is the nicest person I’ve ever met. He’s so sweet, and that’s from someone with a huge preference for women. Like, he watched les mis with me and Sherlock I CANNOT-
There’s a guy in my English class who is literally the spitting image of Aaron Tveit and it keeps catching me off guard.
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“And they were so sure, so certain, that he did not live in addition. Nobody noticed the fingertips, inches apart, of the artist and the revolutionary.
No one thought about the proximity of their open palms, outstretched as if to lay tenderly in the hand of the other, to embrace death eternally betrothed to him and his love.
To be drawn with magnetic attraction to his polar opposite, unable to be separated by something as small as death.”
Anyone interested
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Well this has been an interesting month
I am no longer single
What is going on??
There’s a guy in my English class who is literally the spitting image of Aaron Tveit and it keeps catching me off guard.
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Have this because I had a sudden bout of inspiration:
Would you look at me?
Please, I just-
I just want-
The cool, green glass of another broken bottle
So you glare, like you do
With your cerulean eyes and your golden, angel-weaved curls
Do you see me down here?
Maybe if you looked over you might-
I’m sorry, alright?
I am, truly.
I do believe.
Not in the Cause, perhaps, but do you really blame me?
But in you
Oh, my leader in red
You are the sun and I am barely Icarus
Laughing as I fall
And you are not there to catch me
The ground is not soft; it does not offer any absolute
But I am safer down here
Away from your fire
From your heart and your passion and your promise
You will give your life for them, my dear
Out there, on our Parisian streets
When the gutters run with blood
When the ticking of your clock comes to its end
When your own crimson tears stain the paths with empty promises
The wine on my lips
The lithium of your coat
The bleeding of our hearts
It is but the same
Though we, ourselves, are polar opposites
Together we collide;
Hurling ourselves against the waves of revolution with undeniable strength
I am a weight bound to your ankle
I want no place here, love, believe me I do not
But I will not untie, I will not fold
And when you drown, I will be the last thing you resent
So, please, for my sake
If I am to die with you
Just once, only this once
Will you look at me?
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Oh man, we’re fucking talking
There’s a guy in my English class who is literally the spitting image of Aaron Tveit and it keeps catching me off guard.
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So we had to do this thing at school last night where we stay until like 7pm but there was rlly bad seating plan. SO, he moves across 2 tables because he ‘can’t see’ and takes the seat next to me. And THEN, he comes home with me and my friends and honestly it was such a good night
There’s a guy in my English class who is literally the spitting image of Aaron Tveit and it keeps catching me off guard.
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you GUYS
what the fuck is happening????¿
It’s like entirely possible he’s flirting with me
He offered to grow his fucking hair like Aaron Tveit’s is in Les Mis. And that’s without me even SHOWING HIM THAT
There’s a guy in my English class who is literally the spitting image of Aaron Tveit and it keeps catching me off guard.
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