Antinous Savage

Independent highly selective RP account for Enjolras from Les Miserables. Very familiar with the book, 2012 film and musical. Face claim is Hyoie O'Grady.

[misstheroses]

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for the sake of simplicity this blog is being archived. Enjolras (with a new fc) will be moved over to elevationofmen

[misstheroses]

Gimme angst!

@etiennecombeferre

My muse has called yours because they can’t remember who they are and they hit redial on their phone.

Enjolras sounded slightly panicked as he heard the person pick up. He frowned softly, trying to get his words to come out properly. “Hello, I’m sorry to bother you. But I…I think I need some help.” He said softly. “I’m not really sure who you are. Or…or me.” He was silent for a moment. “Sorry, I’ll hang up now, that would probably be best.”

[misstheroses]

“Okay, thank you Combeferre.” He smiled softly before nodding. “And then can we go home? I like this place but I feel like I’ve created enough of a fuss.”

[misstheroses]

Gimme angst!

@etiennecombeferre

My muse has called yours because they can’t remember who they are and they hit redial on their phone.

Enjolras sounded slightly panicked as he heard the person pick up. He frowned softly, trying to get his words to come out properly. “Hello, I’m sorry to bother you. But I…I think I need some help.” He said softly. “I’m not really sure who you are. Or…or me.” He was silent for a moment. “Sorry, I’ll hang up now, that would probably be best.”

[misstheroses]

“Why’s that?” He whispered, looking up at Combeferre with a painfully innocent expression on his face. “I want to know the truth, please.”

[etiennecombeferre]

Combeferre shook his head with a little smile, “I’m sorry - I shouldn’t tease you at a time like this, I couldn’t really resist though.” He set the cloth down for a moment. “We are more than just friends, which I know - complicates things right now.”

[misstheroses]

“It’s fine, don’t worry.” He smiled softly, cupping Combeferre’s cheek gently and stroking it. “I”m just sorry, I can imagine this is hurting.” Enjolras said quietly, looking down at the floor for a moment. “Are you nearly done?”

[misstheroses]

Gimme angst!

@etiennecombeferre

My muse has called yours because they can’t remember who they are and they hit redial on their phone.

Enjolras sounded slightly panicked as he heard the person pick up. He frowned softly, trying to get his words to come out properly. “Hello, I’m sorry to bother you. But I…I think I need some help.” He said softly. “I’m not really sure who you are. Or…or me.” He was silent for a moment. “Sorry, I’ll hang up now, that would probably be best.”

[misstheroses]

“Why’s that?” He whispered, looking up at Combeferre with a painfully innocent expression on his face. “I want to know the truth, please.”

[misstheroses]

Gimme angst!

@etiennecombeferre

My muse has called yours because they can’t remember who they are and they hit redial on their phone.

Enjolras sounded slightly panicked as he heard the person pick up. He frowned softly, trying to get his words to come out properly. “Hello, I’m sorry to bother you. But I…I think I need some help.” He said softly. “I’m not really sure who you are. Or…or me.” He was silent for a moment. “Sorry, I’ll hang up now, that would probably be best.”

[misstheroses]

“Are you afraid they’ll attack other people like you?” He asked, glancing up nervously. “I don’t want that, you’re a good man. And I…I feel like you’re important to me.”

[etiennecombeferre]

“Don’t worry about it..” Combeferre reassured, “We - we can’t prove that this was police, it’s likely, but it may not have been,” He offered a sympathetic smile, adjusting the cloth. “We’ll just be more careful from now on.”

[misstheroses]

Enjolras gave a small nod. He hesitated before he reached forwards and held onto Combeferre’s spare hand. “Are you just my friend or...or something more?” He asked hesitantly. 

[enstorie]

send one to see how my muse reacts  /  soft edition.

[ trail ] for your muse to start a trail of kisses down my muses neck. 

[ shift ] for your muse to move hair off my muses face.

[ stroke] for your muse to gently stoke my muse’s face.

[ chin ] for your muse to gently grab my muses chin.

[ tuck ] to place a blanket on my muse.

[ wrap ] for your muse to walk into the room and say nothing before wrapping their arms around my muse. 

[ fidget ] for your muse to comfort mine during a bad dream.

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mines hair.

[ sponge ] for your muse to give my muse a sponge bath.

[ drape ] for your muse to help pull off / unzip my muses clothing

[mythiicalmade]

misstheroses:

“If I can be reincarnated this time surely it’ll happen again, I’ll take your job. I’ll protect it. I’ll have the strength.” He said stubbornly, stroking Merlin’s dark hair gently and taking a deep breath.

“You don’t know that Merlin, there’s no guarantee.” As he mentioned Excalibur, Enjolras felt himself freeze and pull his boyfriend even closer. “Please don’t.” He whispered. “I need you.”

   He pressed into the embrace, fingers curling loosely in Enjolras’ shirt. “I wouldn’t do it with you still here,” he sighed softly. He could never put the man in that much pain. It wouldn’t be right of him. “And even if you were reincarnated again, long as I never met you in that life, you wouldn’t even remember me.”

   Merlin turned so he could take the other’s hand, holding it gently, thumb rubbing over his knuckles. “I will do what I have to do,” he murmured. “And until then, I have you.”

[misstheroses]

“Thank you.” He whispered before shaking his head. “You’re wrong though. I remembered you. Sure, I thought you were originally just an imaginary friend. But you impacted my life enough for you to stay in my head even when I forgot my own parents.”

He squeezed Merlin’s hand and smiled softly. “You will always have me.” Enjolras promised. “And I will always do what I can to help you. Previously I was devoted to the Cause and the fight. I am still loyal to that now but I am devoted to you as well Merlin.”

[misstheroses]

Gimme angst!

@etiennecombeferre

My muse has called yours because they can’t remember who they are and they hit redial on their phone.

Enjolras sounded slightly panicked as he heard the person pick up. He frowned softly, trying to get his words to come out properly. “Hello, I’m sorry to bother you. But I…I think I need some help.” He said softly. “I’m not really sure who you are. Or…or me.” He was silent for a moment. “Sorry, I’ll hang up now, that would probably be best.”

[misstheroses]

“Are you afraid they’ll attack other people like you?” He asked, glancing up nervously. “I don’t want that, you’re a good man. And I...I feel like you’re important to me.”

[misstheroses]

Gimme angst!

@etiennecombeferre

My muse has called yours because they can’t remember who they are and they hit redial on their phone.

Enjolras sounded slightly panicked as he heard the person pick up. He frowned softly, trying to get his words to come out properly. “Hello, I’m sorry to bother you. But I…I think I need some help.” He said softly. “I’m not really sure who you are. Or…or me.” He was silent for a moment. “Sorry, I’ll hang up now, that would probably be best.”

[misstheroses]

“And what have we been doing?” He asked hesitantly. Enjolras sipped the water before leaning forwards and lowering his head to show the injury. “How bad is it exactly?”

[etiennecombeferre]

“More or less trying to overthrow the government.” Combeferre replied with a slight chuckle. “It doesn’t look too bad - definitely looks like someone hit you through.” He frowned, “A baton maybe.” Combeferre gently pressed the damp cloth over the wound, “Sorry… it’ll probably hurt a bit.”

[misstheroses]

“And why would we do that?” He laughed before hissing in pain. “A baton, isn’t that what police carry?” Enjolras sighed softly. “Sorry I keep asking you questions, it must be annoying.”

[misstheroses]

Gimme angst!

@etiennecombeferre

My muse has called yours because they can’t remember who they are and they hit redial on their phone.

Enjolras sounded slightly panicked as he heard the person pick up. He frowned softly, trying to get his words to come out properly. “Hello, I’m sorry to bother you. But I…I think I need some help.” He said softly. “I’m not really sure who you are. Or…or me.” He was silent for a moment. “Sorry, I’ll hang up now, that would probably be best.”

[misstheroses]

“And what have we been doing?” He asked hesitantly. Enjolras sipped the water before leaning forwards and lowering his head to show the injury. “How bad is it exactly?”

[misstheroses]

Gimme angst!

@etiennecombeferre

My muse has called yours because they can’t remember who they are and they hit redial on their phone.

Enjolras sounded slightly panicked as he heard the person pick up. He frowned softly, trying to get his words to come out properly. “Hello, I’m sorry to bother you. But I…I think I need some help.” He said softly. “I’m not really sure who you are. Or…or me.” He was silent for a moment. “Sorry, I’ll hang up now, that would probably be best.”

[misstheroses]

Enjolrsa gave a small nod and quickly hung up. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” He whispered. “I don’t…I don’t remember anything. I know you look familiar but I don’t know why.”

[etiennecombeferre]

Combeferre placed a hand lightly on his shoulder. “Let me get the first aid kit and some water and I’ll get your head cleaned up for you. The memory loss is probably caused by the injury and concussion.”

[misstheroses]

Enjolras nodded obediently, sitting down just in case he fainted or went light headed. “Will the memory loss come back?” He asked, staring up at Combeferre. “I feel so vulnerable, I hate it.”

[etiennecombeferre]

“In most cases it usually does.” Combeferre reassured, setting the first aid kit down. “Would you like me to get you a glass of water?”

[misstheroses]

“Yes please.” He nodded, feeling the blood and wincing. “I think I got beaten up, why would that happen?”

[misstheroses]

Gimme angst!

@etiennecombeferre

My muse has called yours because they can’t remember who they are and they hit redial on their phone.

Enjolras sounded slightly panicked as he heard the person pick up. He frowned softly, trying to get his words to come out properly. “Hello, I’m sorry to bother you. But I…I think I need some help.” He said softly. “I’m not really sure who you are. Or…or me.” He was silent for a moment. “Sorry, I’ll hang up now, that would probably be best.”

[misstheroses]

Enjolrsa gave a small nod and quickly hung up. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” He whispered. “I don’t…I don’t remember anything. I know you look familiar but I don’t know why.”

[etiennecombeferre]

Combeferre placed a hand lightly on his shoulder. “Let me get the first aid kit and some water and I’ll get your head cleaned up for you. The memory loss is probably caused by the injury and concussion.”

[misstheroses]

Enjolras nodded obediently, sitting down just in case he fainted or went light headed. “Will the memory loss come back?” He asked, staring up at Combeferre. “I feel so vulnerable, I hate it.”

[misstheroses]

Gimme angst!

@etiennecombeferre

My muse has called yours because they can’t remember who they are and they hit redial on their phone.

Enjolras sounded slightly panicked as he heard the person pick up. He frowned softly, trying to get his words to come out properly. “Hello, I’m sorry to bother you. But I…I think I need some help.” He said softly. “I’m not really sure who you are. Or…or me.” He was silent for a moment. “Sorry, I’ll hang up now, that would probably be best.”

[misstheroses]

Enjolrsa gave a small nod and quickly hung up. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” He whispered. “I don’t...I don’t remember anything. I know you look familiar but I don’t know why.”

[mythiicalmade]

@misstheroses // cont. 

   He leaned into the touch, letting Enjolras tuck him close. “Why should I?” It sounded just as defeated as everything else had been so far. “What use is there in trying? Someone will just destroy it again in ten years, in a hundred years, in five hundred. And if I keep it safe from people, what then? It’ll just dry up.” Voice cracking, he felt tremors run through him, his breath shuddering.

   “If Arthur hasn’t come by now, he’s not going to. And if he does come back, it’s going to be centuries from now. I’m not–I’m not that strong.” Merlin choked on his words for a moment, gathered himself, and admitted softly, “I’ll end up looking for Excalibur sooner or later.”

[misstheroses]

“If I can be reincarnated this time surely it’ll happen again, I’ll take your job. I’ll protect it. I’ll have the strength.” He said stubbornly, stroking Merlin’s dark hair gently and taking a deep breath.

“You don’t know that Merlin, there’s no guarantee.” As he mentioned Excalibur, Enjolras felt himself freeze and pull his boyfriend even closer. “Please don’t.” He whispered. “I need you.”

[misstheroses]

Gimme angst!

@etiennecombeferre

My muse has called yours because they can’t remember who they are and they hit redial on their phone.

Enjolras sounded slightly panicked as he heard the person pick up. He frowned softly, trying to get his words to come out properly. “Hello, I’m sorry to bother you. But I…I think I need some help.” He said softly. “I’m not really sure who you are. Or…or me.” He was silent for a moment. “Sorry, I’ll hang up now, that would probably be best.”

[misstheroses]

Enjolras sniffed and gave a small nod. “Thank you.” He said softly. “What’s my name?” He asked quietly. “I don’t even know who I am.”

[etiennecombeferre]

“Gabriel Enjolras.” Combeferre replied, “It’ll all come back, don’t worry.” He took a deep breath when he saw the Musain ahead of him. “Alright, I’m here. You’re inside, oui?”

[misstheroses]

“Gabriel Enjolras.” He muttered. “Yeah, I’m in the back room. I don’t know why, it just felt right. It was quiet here.”

[misstheroses]

Gimme angst!

@etiennecombeferre

My muse has called yours because they can’t remember who they are and they hit redial on their phone.

Enjolras sounded slightly panicked as he heard the person pick up. He frowned softly, trying to get his words to come out properly. “Hello, I’m sorry to bother you. But I…I think I need some help.” He said softly. “I’m not really sure who you are. Or…or me.” He was silent for a moment. “Sorry, I’ll hang up now, that would probably be best.”

[misstheroses]

Enjolras sniffed and gave a small nod. “Thank you.” He said softly. “What’s my name?” He asked quietly. “I don’t even know who I am.”

[misstheroses]

Gimme angst!

@etiennecombeferre

My muse has called yours because they can’t remember who they are and they hit redial on their phone.

Enjolras sounded slightly panicked as he heard the person pick up. He frowned softly, trying to get his words to come out properly. “Hello, I’m sorry to bother you. But I…I think I need some help.” He said softly. “I’m not really sure who you are. Or…or me.” He was silent for a moment. “Sorry, I’ll hang up now, that would probably be best.”

[misstheroses]

“I don’t know, my head feels wet. I think that’s where the blood came from.” He replied, standing up and walking inside. “Don’t leave me, please. You feel comforting.”

[etiennecombeferre]

“I’ll stay on the phone until I get here.” Combeferre reassured, leaving his apartment and locking up as he left - thankfully it was only a short walk to the cafe. “Do you remember anything that happened at all?”

[misstheroses]

“Thank you.” He breathed before letting out a small sob and becoming very distressed quickly. “I just remember waking up and everything hurting, I’m sorry.”