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ok so i saw this 1 comic fanart thing that basically went;
Enjorlas: did u watch CNN last night
Grantaire: is that an anime???
& i remember that while watching John Oliver & just had the brilliant head canon which is;
Grantaire gets all of his new from ‘Last Week Tonight w/ John Oliver,’ ‘Weekend Update,’ & Enjorlas’ Instagram story/Twitter
The Horsemen, the Sun, Nine of Swords, and Capricorn, inked.
Doctor Doom rounds up the gang for a fun filled day of exacting revenge on their enemies.
Re draw! I did this comic for the first time at 2018… and i really wanted to do it again since i wanted to see how much my style changed XD
Avatar matching icons ☆
For @thebeemojimovie
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Valentine’s Day 💕
Basic Lit Lesson
Most people in this fandom know exactly three lines from Euripides (Anne Carson trans.):
Pylades: I'll take care of you.
Orestes: It's rotten work.
Pylades: Not to me. Not if it's you.
Now, this is all well and good for understanding Vicky's parallelism with Orestes & Pylades, Achilles & Patroclus, and Enjolras & Grantaire and explains the dynamic well enough,
but
if we evaluate it in context, we find the good kush.
Background: A council is deciding if Orestes will be stoned to death, and things aren't looking good for him. He and Pylades have just decided to run away together.
Orestes: Beware the contagion of madness.
Enjolras: If you join me, you will die.
Pylades: Come on.
Grantaire: Vive la Republique, I am one of them.
Orestes: You won't shrink back?
Enjolras:
Pylades: A friend does not shrink back.
Grantaire:
Orestes: Then let's go.
Pylades: Let's go.
Enjolras & Grantaire:
TL;DR: Y'all're sleeping on some good content.
Orestes by Euripides, 408 BCE (“…μὴ θεαί μ᾽ οἴστρῳ κατάσχωσι.”)
trans. Michael Wodhull, 1782 (“Lest those Goddesses should seize me/ With frenzy.”)
trans. T. A. Buckley, 1858 (“I fear lest the Goddesses should stop me with their torments.”)
trans. E. P. Coleridge, 1891 (“I am afraid the goddesses will prevent me by madness.”)
trans. Arthur S. Way, 1898 (“Lest the Fiends by madness stay me.”)
trans. Philip Vellacott, 1972 (“This: suppose the Furies drive me mad?”)
trans. Kenneth McLeish, 1997 (“If the goddesses come… another fit…”)
trans. David Kovacs, 2002 (“…the fear that the goddesses may seize me with frenzy.”)
trans. Anne Carson, 2009 (“The ghastly goddessess—they’ll send my wits astray.”)
trans. Ian Johnston, 2010 (“I’m worried the goddesses will stop me with this madness.”)
Edit: Please stop saying Anne Carson’s is the best and that the rest aren’t worth reading. That was the opposite of my intention, which was to get people to read more than three out-of-context lines from one (loose verse) translation.
It is currently 1:14 in the morning & I just did the math in my head & realized Prince Philip died while I was reading Red White & Royal Blue.
serotonin is stored in the Jon saying “good lord”
“you’re home.”
leg (part 2)
enjolras would definitely find out he has a crush on grantaire in the middle of passionate rant. “He always leaves his stinky socks all over the place, it’s SO annoying…and he also does this thing where he keeps losing the caps of all his water bottles…and did I tell you how embarrassing his Italian impression is? oh, and every time he thinks he’s winning an argument he has the stupidest grin…but when he actually does say meaningful and intelligent things he only shrugs it off. Ugh.”
courf and combeferre would look at each other, smirking, until enjolras would stop and realize. then he’d be too proud to admit it until he and grantaire are left bickering after a meeting, and enjolras is like “I kinda wanna kiss you right now.” UGH
Grantaire: Love is weakness and an evolutionary mistake
Courfeyrac: You are literally making a Valentine's day card for Enjolras right now
Grantaire: *Pointing his hot glue gun threateningly* You're on thin fucking ice
Enjolras: Were you dropped on your head as a child, Grantaire?
Grantaire: bold of you to assume I was held
Annual Les Amis camping weekend takes an excellent turn.
apparently oscar wilde and victor hugo once met for a morning of literary debate in paris and people still think that enjolras being compared to antinous was a coincidence
Perfect 10/10
Enjolras: Being gay is a constant battle between “I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds” and “Hey, let’s go throw rocks at fascists” and I think that’s very sexy of us.
Grantaire: If the window’s open and you time it right you can do both.
road trip or a long drive home or something like that!
this is among the most difficult drawings i’ve done i think, but i’m pretty happy with how it turned out
Wayne Family Roadtrip
Bruce - How’s everyone doing?
Dick - *staring out the window* Man this stick guy is doing some serious parkour
Steph - Yellow car! *thwaks Jason*
Jason - AW FUCK!
Damian - Are you two really that immature that you just can’t sit still for a period of time and–
Cass - Damian look!
Damian - Cass what coul– Oh my god it’s a farm!
Tim - I spy with my little eye something beginning with c
Duke - Coffee cup on the floor
Tim - Damn you’re good
Bart, muffled - Are we there yet
Bruce - Who was that!
Bart - ……….your conscience
Bruce - Bartholomew Henry Allen is that you!
Bart - …………no………can someone pass me a twix I’m starving
Combeferre: That's it! You're grounded! *Points to Enjolras* No revolution for you. *Points to Courfeyrac* No glitter for you. *Points to Bahorel* No fighting for you. *points to Jehan* No poetry for you. *Points to Feuilly* No fans for you. *Points at Grantaire* No alcohol for you.
Enjolras: I already took away his alcohol.
Combeferre: Then... *Looks at Grantaire* What else do you love?
Grantaire: Enjolras
Enjolras: What?
Grantaire: WHAT
As a gay Jew w/ ADHD I can in fact confirm this
I’m just going to leave this here…
okay okay but consider the following; Grantaire being an artist. Modern AU where Grantaire shows up to all of Enjolras’ “dumbass social justice meetings” because Joly just decides one day to drag him there, and he falls in love with Enjolras’ passion. He likes to argue with E just to get under his skin. He loves how expressive E is. Artist!Grantaire going to meetings, and slowly starting to just doodle all the time instead of getting drunk and arguing with Enjolras. He draws dragons for Courfeyrac and a bunch of flowers and unicorns for Jehan. He has a couple comics of cats in space suits for his own enjoyment. Lots of rough sketches and random doodles that he does just so his hands have something to do. But then Grantaire starts sketching people too. He’s got Joly on one corner of a page taming a lion, Jehan in a pretty little meadow with deer and shit, Combferre with a moth perched on his finger. There’s one of everyone at least. But we all know there’s like 20 Enjolras’ with various expressions scattered around the sketchbook and on the most recent page R started this drawing of Enjolras when he got really passionate about something one evening and it’s the most detailed shit on the planet. And E’s having a bad night and he can hear the sound of Grantaire scribbling in the corner and for some reason it really irks him because “Dammit, R, what’s the point of being here if you aren’t listening? Would you quit that? It’s an obnoxious sound.” And Grantaire kinda closes his book like “What? At least I’m not drunk.” “What’re you doing anyways?” And E takes the sketchbook and starts flipping through it and holy shit he starts blushing like?? Excuse me? He gets to the most recent page and his face is beet red so Grantaire takes back his pad and storms out. But Enjolras follows him like; “Dude what the hell?” And Grantaire’s just like “uhhhhh” dude think about these awkward little babies “why are you drawing me???? that doesn’t make sense i’m not art ma t erial” “i really don’t get how you don’t realize how beautiful you are??” frick that’s cute and this was way longer than i was expecting it to be
Trans FtM Enjolras who never transitioned (let’s be realistic he’s a broke college student he doesn’t have the money) and discovers he’s pregnant. When he tells Grantaire, Grantaire doesn’t speak a word for almost twenty minutes. Then he cries. A lot. When they tell the rest of Les Amis, there’s chaos. Courfeyrac and Combeferre are fighting upon who gets to be the godfather, Eponine and Cosette are so excited about teaching the baby to write and read and shoot a gun (“oh my GOD, EPONINE!”), the others just ask Joly informations about going through labour and Joly starts to describe the pain so vividly until he see that Enjolras is getting nauseous and eventually shuts up. Enjolras is totally comfortable about having a baby especially because he knows Grantaire has always wanted to be dad, but eventually he notices that Grantaire has started drinking again and when he asks him why Grantaire just cries that he will never be a good father and some other kind of bullshit. And Enjolras tells him he will be the greatest of dads and that he isn’t like his father because he knows what being kicked out of his own house feels like and the night ends up in cuddles and tiny kisses. And the baby risks to be named “Paris” but Grantaire warns Enjolras he will burn all his books about the French Revolution if he does. So the baby’s name ends up to be “Eleytheria” that means “freedoom” in Greek and it’s a weird ass name but it’s: a) genderless b) oh well weird ass names are one of the reasons Les Amis get along so well anyway.
get your hetero ships off of my barricade
https://mobile.twitter.com/eponinetaire/status/1013938159015612419/video/1
Bless this fan so much honestly 😭😭😭 I’m crying my goodness
I don’t have Twitter to go thank her but if you do please go there
Also do you think I shouldn’t post this? I’ll take it down if you think not I just really want people to see it
Ok, so, coffeeshop AU where Enjolras is working as a barista to put himself through college and R is the annoying customer.
And everyday, when Grantaire comes in, when he’s not busy arguing with Enjolras about ideological differences, he flirts outrageously with Enjolras and any other barista in earshot, and always orders his coffee the same way:
“I like my coffee like I like my men,” he’ll say, with an enormous wink, before adding whatever relevant adjective he feels that day, be it “tall” or “dark” or “strong” or “could knock me on my ass and honestly I’d thank him for it”.
And Enjolras just rolls his eyes and gets Grantaire his usual and purposefully doesn’t comment on it, because Enjolras fits none of those qualities (except tall, but like, so’s half the male population), and it shouldn’t bother him that much but it does.
So he sulks and he complains to all of his friends who know that he’s being ridiculous (and honestly, he knows he’s being ridiculous, but that’s never stopped him in the past and it’s sure as shit not gonna stop him now) and he tries to get the annoying, cynical man out of his head.
Until one day, when he’s had a late night studying after a protest and he’s tired and on edge and finally just snaps at Grantaire: “Honestly, I’m just here to make your coffee. I don’t really care how you like your men.”
And Grantaire gets really quiet and Enjolras is about to apologize when Grantaire asks, in a kind of strange voice, “How do you like your coffee?”
“What?” Enjolras asks, confused.
“How do you like your coffee?” Grantaire repeats. “I want to buy you a coffee as an apology.”
And Enjolras just looks at him for a long moment before blurting, “I like my coffee like I like my men.”
And Grantaire raises an eyebrow at him. “Oh, really?” he asks.
“Yeah,” Enjolras says, and before he can stop himself, adds, “You know, short, dark and bitter.”
For a moment, he thinks Grantaire doesn’t get it, but then Grantaire grins, a wide grin that crinkles his eyes and makes Enjolras grin almost as a reflex in response.
(And when he hands Grantaire his coffee a little later, when his fingers brush Grantaire’s, when Grantaire stands on his tiptoes to kiss Enjolras quickly on the cheek before leaving with a “See you tomorrow!” tossed over his shoulder, Enjolras is pretty sure his grin is going to last all day.)