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When the power goes out, Grantaire is trapped in an elevator with the most beautiful boy he's ever seen...who wants nothing to do with him.
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10 Mar 2024
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La nouvelle vie by revoluticn
Fandoms: Les Misérables - All Media Types, Les Misérables - Victor Hugo
19 May 2021
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The course of life is altered by the smallest of things. Some call it fate, some call it luck—Enjolras calls it reality. It just so happens that his is changed in the spark of a flame.
Slice of life modern AU.
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- Part 1 of La nouvelle vie verse
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05 Jul 2021
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Wherein Grantaire has a therapist, and a friend-with-benefits he's in love with and thus trying to stop seeing. Neither of those are working out in the pessimistic way he'd envisioned.
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16 Nov 2020
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Something Telling (Between Then and Now) by dannyPURO
Fandoms: Les Misérables - All Media Types, Les Misérables - Victor Hugo
19 Oct 2020
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On a hot summer's day in 1832, Enjolras, alone on the barricades and staring down the barrel of far too many muskets, makes the coward's choice. He falls backwards through an open window, eyes clenched shut.
On a hot summer's day in 2019, Grantaire is walking home from work when he bumps into some guy in a fucking waistcoat, of all things.
AKA, the time travel AU, featuring cultural differences, Enjolras learning how to have friends, and Grantaire trying his fucking best.
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- Part 1 of Something Telling
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26 Oct 2020
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As one of the three, the inheritors of the Titans, his mother and everyone else had told him that Hades did not deign to gift his presence. He was a god among gods, and busy ruling a realm. Now he is busy gathering smaller shades close around his cloak, guiding. Leading.
Here he is, a greeting to just another batch of the wretched. Grantaire thinks of him in the clouds, a bead of ambrosia sliding down the perfect column of his throat as he throws his golden head back, grins at Zeus and Poseidon as one.
He listens, he sees, he remembers. His fingers itch to drip with color. His dust-dead heart gives one shaking, rasping beat.Bookmarked by maend
25 Oct 2020