Listen, I love sweet, awkward Enjolras who has trouble with pda as much as the next fan but please imagine if you will a really, really adorably physical Enjoltaire.
Imagine Enjolras and Grantaire being unable to keep their hands off each other for more than a second or two (“We’re making up for lost time~!” R insists, with his boyfriend cuddled up in his lap). It gets absolutely ridiculous; Enjolras sitting in Grantaire’s lap even though there are plenty of other chairs he could be sitting in (which has absolutely nothing to do with the way R’s hand rubbing his thigh and cupping his hips), intense after-argument makeout sessions that make everyone in the immediate vicinity feel slightly dirty, Enjolras draped across Grantaire’s lap with the artist running his fingers through his hair and ranting to Courf about something then completely loosing his train of thought because ‘Taire tugged on his hair in just the right way and goddamn that felt good. The Amis are all torn between thinking it’s adorable and begging them to just get a room.
One time poor Marius forgot one of his textbooks in the Musain and went back after a particularly argumentative meeting. He was still bright red when he got home and refused to talk about what he saw.
Bossuet: Why are you being so nice to Enjolras?
Grantaire: Because I’m a good person, and I’m polite and nice to everyone.
Bossuet: … You’re in love with him, aren’t you?
Grantaire: … Yeah.
OH MY DUDE I LOVE YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING ME THIS I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS!!!!
Enjolras realizes he’s trans because he was going through his father’s clothes to try and find something to make him look masculine so he would be more respected. He ends up frequently wearing male clothes and is just accustomed to being recognized as a man. He doesn’t realize that he’s male tho. He just thinks he’s a really good actor.
Finally, someone at a protest realizes he’s female and calls him out on it. He automatically yells “CITIZEN I BELIEVE YOU ARE MISTAKEN, FOR I AM AS MUCH OF A MAN AS YOU ARE A HUMAN!” He only realizes later that what he said was facts. He begins to take away all traditionally feminine clothes from his wardrobe and replaces it with clothes his father doesn’t want. He does keep around a few dresses to keep up the act for his parents.
Courfeyrac and Combeferre are a bit weary when they find out. They are supportive, but they just don’t understand. Their friend group is very different from anyone else and they just don’t understand. Enjolras tries his best to explain but he’s not the best with emotions and it’s hard to say “I feel like a man.”
It’s finally Jehan who is like, “I am not a man, nor a woman, yet you all seem to understand. I know you think it’s because I am a poet, someone who observes the world around them, yet does not participate, but no. I am not a man nor woman, for I am just me. You must understand that our dear friend Enjolras is as man as Adam. He was born as Eve but no, the universe has made a mistake, and now he is correcting it.”
Everything cleared up after that. When it comes to his relationship with Grantaire, it’s complicated. He never denies the man anything, for he truly loves him, but he is unsure if he can provide for what Grantaire is looking for. It’s only when Grantaire wants to die along side him does he realize that physical form is not what Grantaire was looking for. He was looking for Enjolras. In his last moments he prays that in whatever comes after life, his spirit, the whole being of Enjolras, can be alongside Grantaire.
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Okay, so sticking with the idea of “unpopular” as just “not something I see a lot of” rather than an argument
there is really nowhere NEAR enough discussion of how hilaritragic Enjolras’ entire existence is?? I don’t mean like, in terms of Suffering–none of the Amis lead the pack on that one in the Brick– but in terms of narrative structure, like
If you want me to correct the writing in the pic, then it’s:
– Tu n’as envie de rien
– J’ai envie de toi.
Else, @theshiwolf’s traduction of the comment is correct.
This post is honestly a blessing?
I mean.. between the french people freaking out about how grammatically wrong it is, les Mis fans laughing sweetly, the aesthetic accounts reblogging this without any doubt it is a love declaration, and that one person just above me who has basically read:
grantaire : admires, loves, and venerates Enjolras
grantaire : is ready to black Enjolras’ boots
grantaire : looks intently at Enjolras and whispers “be easy” in his ear
literary critics : this is the most heterosexual display i have ever witnessed.
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