[isolarya]

fucking love it when grantaire realises he loves enjolras the idea and not enjolras the man but then falls in love with the real enjolras all over again

[neomegaram]

[louisa605]

"While Combeferre was raising a wounded man, he received three bayonet thrusts through his breast; he cast one last look toward heaven, and breathed his last."

[threeottersinajacket]

honk shoooo

this is probably not a new concept but I was doodling it earlier and found it cute

[ghostoflachlan]

Tag yourself

[nexttohisteeth]

an insurgent whom i heard called apollo

[fiction-podcast-lover]

Combeferre saw Marius crash out, destroyed him with two words, walked out with everyone following him and dropped some sick tunes on the way. Absolute icon.

[nortism]

They’re very important to me

[aki-511]

When Marius re-entered the redoubt with Gavroche in his arms, his face, like the child, was inundated with blood.

At the moment when he had stooped to lift Gavroche, a bullet had grazed his head; he had not noticed it.

Courfeyrac untied his cravat and with it bandaged Marius’ brow.

[prouvairesverse]

i am unsure if i’m going to finish my barricade day art in time, so instead here’s some photos of jehan prouvaire in the tuacahn production of les mis that has made me sob uncontrollably for 2 hours

played by Thom Henke, the woman comforting jehan is liberty leading the people (quite literally what she’s called in their production) …….. this was also captioned as “jean prouvaire was a lover” which made me absolutely sob, seeing a jehan actor be so emotional and vulnerable on stage is something you never see (and it’s so rare to see an actor care about their characterisation) so….these photos mean a lot to me

[lucio-moonchild]

This is something I also love about Madrid's production, you can see Jehan's actor crying in the background at Lamarque's and Eponine's death (not sure about Gav's one). But this is a next level, so much emotion 🥺

[louisa605]

Drink With Me

Please comment or repost If you like it TT

[potatosonnet]

:)

[the-reynolds-pamphlet]

just saw this on pinterest and oh my god... oh my god

[marubespierre]

Arrestation de Louise Michel (the Arrest of Louise Michel), Jules Girardet.

Meet the real-life Enjolras : Louise Michel. Most people know about the role she played, as a libertarian socialist (later converted to anarchism), during the Commune of Paris, in 1871, during which she opened a school and advocated for the education of the poorest children of Paris, fed starving Parisians, but also fought with her comrades in arms at the Hotel de Ville.

The popularity of the “black flag” among anarchists can be attributed to her using it first, to dissociate herself from the “authoritarian, parliamentary socialists” : “ Plus de drapeau rouge mouillé du sang de nos soldats. J’arborerai le drapeau noir, portant le deuil de nos morts et de nos illusions” (”No more red flag wet with our soldiers’ blood. I will carry the black flag, to mourn the death of our men and our illusions”)

Described as a “terrible woman” by her detractors, for her fierce political activism and her radical feminism, she gained the respect and friendship of (mainly left-wing) personalities and politicians such as : Georges Clemenceau (future president of the council, and who intervened various times to bail her out), Paul Lafargue (son-in-law of Karl Marx, and an essayist himself), Marie and Théophile Ferré (brother and sister, fellow Communards), Jules Vallès (writer and journalist), and…Victor Hugo.

Concerning her friendship with good old Victor, it started when she moved to Paris in 1850 : Louise, an admirer of his work, wrote poems that she sent to Victor under the pen name of Enjolras. Victor, on the other side, chose her as a subject of a few poems he wrote on the theme “women of tragic or exceptional destiny” (Viro Major). Their correspondence lasted until 1879. The alias Enjolras stayed with her, and was used by her comrades during la Commune.

[sieclesetcieux]

Louise Michel also wrote a beautiful, chilling, sublime poem in which she expresses kinship to Saint-Just, much like I would. It was written in January 1861, ten years before the Commune. She was yet to turn 31 years old.

Here it is with my rough translation to English (in italics, after each verse).

I’ve carried this poem with me for over a decade.

Keep reading

[icybloodtigrss]

I am reblogging this a second time since it was extremely popular the first time.

[nortism]

Just found maybe the sexiest graph of all time.

I would recommend viewing it on the Visualising Les Miserables website as tumblr loves to fuck up the quality and you are able to click on each character for more information. They also graphs for each book and a map of key locations in Paris

[oldbookist]

yeah they’re cute but does he complete and correct him? does homo and vir express the exact effect of their different shades? would you want to fight under one and march behind the other? if it had been granted to these two young men to make history, would one have been the just, the other the wise man?

[thelawsofdaylight]

Parallels between Feuilly's brick introduction in 3.4.1 and Enjolras' barricade speech in 5.1.5. I've been chewing on these quotes for a while and finally put them into a suitable format for comparison. Also submitting this as an Enjolras/Feuilly steal for @lesmisshippingshowdown!