Oct 26, 2017
Some texting stuff for my one modern au I've been working on. It may end up being mostly text based because it's cute.
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Some texting stuff for my one modern au I've been working on. It may end up being mostly text based because it's cute.
HP AU Grantaire
This was where it all started, and there is something very important about him that was intentionally left from this list, as I plan to reveal that in due time. Here is Grantaire through book three:
Grantaire is the son of a muggle and a squib
His dad was pretty against magic so Grantaire did not grow up anywhere near being in the magical world
His mom cut contact with that family when she got married to his dad because they didn’t approve of her marrying a muggle
Or of her being a squib
The cutting off was mutual for the most part
Her kids didn’t even know her maiden name
She purposefully named her children boring muggle names to go against the family customs
He doesn’t get along with his immediate family except his sister, because his mom always sides with his dad and his dad doesn’t like that he has magic
His sister is a squib
Given his mom’s side of the family being from a long line of Slytherins, everyone kind of expected him to be one too, those who knew his mom’s family anyway
Oops he was actually a Hatstall between Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, and only got put into Ravenclaw because he started entertaining himself by thinking about the Iliad
Soon made friends with Joly and Bossuet who were in his dorm with him and who taught him about the wizarding world since his mom hadn’t
He stumbled on the Room of Requirements in his first year and uses it as a painting room
Knows the castle like the back of his hand, has spent hours upon hours exploring and learning his way around
That means if he doesn’t want to be found, he won’t be
Also that when he wants to mess with people he knows exactly how and where to do it
First year goes pretty smoothly. They don’t start becoming friends with the others until second year
When Joly and Bossuet started going to the new civil rights meetings which have kicked into high gear with the scary things going on in the school, Grantaire goes along because he’s fairly clueless about wizarding world problems and wants to learn more
And ends up arguing constantly with the leader
Still, when Enjolras realizes the differences in opinions come mostly from how different their lives have been, he takes it as a personal mission to educate him on everything
They start to understand each other better over the year and enjoy going against each other in dueling club
Year three was honestly his best experience at the school
He became very close to Prof. Lupin and the two of them got along great
Having an adult who he could rely on helped him greatly, and Lupin helped him come to understand his changing feelings for Enjolras
His patronus was formed when he thought of Enjolras holding him after a full moon, and was a fox. As the years go on, however, it changes into a wolf
His boggart is one of his friends screaming at him about hating him and how he turned them into a monster like him
When he, Feuilly, and Bahorel met Sirius Black at the Shrieking Shack, Lupin drops the bomb that is
R’s mother’s maiden name was Black. Sirius was his uncle
Everyone is quite surprised but it all kind of clicks. R knew his mom’s family had a tradition of naming their kids after constellations and were well to do in the wizarding world
Sirius knew his sister had run off with a guy, though he didn’t know the name and hadn’t expected a nephew to come of it
R was heartbroken when Remus had to quit, especially because of why, and wanted to pick a fight but Lupin insisted he didn’t
He ends up going to live with Sirius in Grimmauld Place because his parents did not treat him in a way that neither Sirius nor Lupin deemed appropriate. “She inherited much of the malicious personality but none of the magic”
Grimmauld Place ends up becoming a meet up place for Les Amis to hang out and get away from family
Reincarnation/Soulmate AU
First words type.
Enjolras and Grantaire usually end up first talking in an argument. When they say the words they pause, and smile, simply saying each other's nicknames before continuing the argument.
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"Oh don't be a dolt, that plan is idiotic and will never work!" Grantaire exclaimed.
"What would you know, this is your first meeting?!" Enjolras roared back.
The pair stared at each other for a moment before giving each other a sly smile and a nod of recognition.
"Apollo," Grantaire said smoothly, as it was common to give nicknames to your soulmate which could overlap in the lifetimes.
"R," Enjolras replied in the same even tone. After a pause, he continued the argument like nothing happened. "It can certainly work, you just haven't been here long enough to know the other members!"
"I know human nature though! I know what will happen!"
Everyone else just rubbed their heads, exasperated that this was starting again.
Die For You (Not Angst)
It’s been a bit since I wrote any E+R stuff so I wrote this little thingy. Set in canon time, before the barricade. No one really knows what’s going on.
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“I would die for you,” Grantaire said seriously, staring at Enjolras who was sitting nearby as he held his bottle of wine, in between discussions.
Enjolras looked up from his papers, startled. “What was that?”
“I would die for you,” he repeated, entirely serious.
He coughed and squirmed under the unrelenting stare. “Perhaps you’ve had enough to drink for the evening, Grantaire.”
Grantaire jumped up and sat beside the papers Enjolras had been looking at. “On the contrary, I haven’t even drank half a bottle today.”
Enjolras coughed a bit again, unable to hold back the bit of a blush creeping up his cheeks. It wasn’t his fault that Grantaire was so close, or that his cheeks insisted on turning red so easily. “I am working. Please let me do so,” he muttered, not making eye contact. If it hadn’t been for Courf and Ferre telling him to start being nicer, he would have roared at Grantaire before he even came over, but that defence was gone now.
Grantaire leaned back and sat his wine to the side. “I would die for you!”
“Why are you telling me this?!” Enjolras snapped, more out of confused frustration than anger.
“Because you ought to know!” he cried, hopping off the table and going to chat with Joly and Bossuet like nothing happened.
Enjolras watched him go, overwhelmed with confusion and the realization that Grantaire had left his bottle right on top of what he had been reading. The bottle that miraculously had wine around the bottom enough to cause a stain on his papers.
Story Time
The first time I realized I had a crush, I drew her because I had never had a crush before and I was excited and confused and I really feel like Grantaire would do that.
Basically I got a crush for the first time and it was a girl and I had been thinking about my sexuality for a while and it wasn't until I thought about liking girls that I had my first crush and I was so emotional that I just kinda had to draw a sketch of her.
But like imagine Grantaire never really liking anyone until he realized he might not be straight and then meeting Enjolras and feeling the heavens opened up and angels had come to sing the song of romance and he just HAD to draw Enjolras and then realized what he did and frantically texts Joly and Bossuet "I THINK I HAVE MY FIRST CRUSH. ALSO I DREW HIM?"
To be fair I texted that to my mom like exactly that except her instead of him. Cause I'm a mess.
Quick little Enjoltaire picture! No particular au, probably just a modern one. They look good in fall colors!
The Prince
I expanded the idea of this post: https://toosicktoocare.tumblr.com/post/160633006234/a-canon-era-exr-where-enjolras-is-still-trying-to
@toosicktoocare here it is! I ended up not going as far as I could have and I may write more installments? I have some other ideas in this same au from working on it!
When the mysterious stranger started coming to the meetings, no one really thought much of it at first. It wasn’t like you expected the newcomer to your rebellious meeting to be the literal prince of your country, the next in line for a throne you were suggesting to overthrow. He wore fairly common clothes, though where he found them was a mystery all its own, and went by the name Grantaire. It didn’t take long to realize this eloquent and stunningly beautiful man was in fact Prince Louis.
For one thing, he was never dirty. His clothes might have been somewhat plain, but there was not a speck of dirt anywhere to be seen. He was also terribly out of touch with society, like he had never actually had a job. Also, every single time they had a meeting, there was a rumor spread that the guards were in a panic because the prince had disappeared on the streets of Paris. It was a wonder he kept getting out in the first place, but he seemed clever enough to find a way.
The group held a secret meeting to discuss this possibility, as wild as it seemed. If they alerted the prince that they knew of his true identity, he could decide to have them all arrested immediately. If they allowed him to stay, he could tell his father of their plots and have them arrested immediately. In addition to that, should anything happen to him while in the city, it wouldn’t take long for people to point to them as the culprits. As much as Enjolras hated the throne and the things this man stood for, he didn’t want his blood on his hands, nor did he want him to die. A peaceful abdication of the throne was all they needed, though that was far off into the future. Given the little choice they had in the present, they resolved to hold the usual meetings but give wildly incorrect information and seem to switch sides so that the prince may leave.
It was an average meeting, the first after the secret one, and les amis were all on edge, especially after the subject of their fears arrived, right on schedule. He sat in his usual seat in the back and began drinking wine and watching. Before, it had just been assumed that he was quiet or thoughtful, when he wasn’t challenging Enjolras to a duel of wits. Now it seemed to be a threat.
Finally Enjolras snapped, hitting the table and staring at the intruder. “Why are you here?! What do you want?! Your arguments, when you speak up, are always in favor of the king. Why are you here? Are you spying on us? Laughing at us? Why are you here?!”
The others all groaned and showed their exasperation in one way or another and looked to the prince sitting in the corner. The prince who simply sat back and smiled at their chief.
“I am here for the cause,” he stated in a teasing tone.
“You want to overthrow your father and become king yourself,” Enjolras said with no doubt in his mind.
“Actually no, I would prefer to never have to rule anywhere ever and instead spend my days painting but we can’t all get what we want now can we?”
“So you’re a lazy royal?”
“Up until a few years ago, I wasn’t anywhere near claiming the throne! Now I am, because I happen to be the oldest male in my family! If it was any other situation or they had decided someone else should rule, I would simply give one of my younger brothers the responsibility of running my estate and Orleans and spent the time painting and making sure he isn’t making a mess of things! Now, since I’m next in line, the plan is to get the throne and bring back the parliament and create a government that will be much more run by the people, and retire to Orleans at my old house and spend my time painting!”
No one spoke, no one breathed. Was that possible? Would someone really give up being king?! They would love for the king to do something like that, but the actual possibility of it happening seemed unlikely bordering on impossible.
“Why?” Enjolras asked finally, too startled by the development to think clearly.
The prince smiled as he stood up and walked to the door. “Because I’m a lazy royal.”
Nymph Grantaire who needs to lay down in a park to refresh himself but friends who don't know about that are super startled when he just lays down randomly. Like he just lays down in the middle of the park and they're like ????