…oh geez Marius really could have gone to Hernani 

just like Gillenormand thinks

he may have been broke  and he may have refused charity but Bahorel would absolutely have been recruiting for the Romantic Army and Marius is canonically a terrifying opponent if you can get him going

 Marius Pontmercy at the battle of Hernani  this is going to be cracking me up all dayyyyyy 

I have got this headcanon about Prouvaire and Bahorel recruiting all the Amis for Hernani, like ALL of them.

Enjolras would be a bit dubious about the whole thing, but P&B insist this is Very Important, and they are the experts? Freedom of speech is serious business, he’s totally down with it. (he draws the line on dressing up though, but he’s got The Hair, so that’s okay)

Combeferre is along out of scientific curiousity as much as of desire to show support, but he learns everything he can (of course) and argues beautifully against anyone foolish enough to engage him. Feuilly surprises himself (and no one else) by getting very worked up and passionate over theatre and oh no, he really didn’t need another cause, he doesn’t have enough *time*, help. Grantaire is really amused, but he has the knowhow and is thrilled to have a chance to use his trolling ability in context even Enjolras would appreciate. (Enjolras doesn’t, he’s too busy going ??? at everything and trying not look as unsettled as he feels. They are on a mission, damn it.)

The rest? didn’t really need any convincing. Bossuet accidentally sets off a human domino chain that wrecks havoc in the ranks of Neoclassicists and is declared the hero of the night. He gets a rather impressive shiner out of it. Puns happen.

(Marius isn’t entirely sure how he got dragged along or what is happening, but he knows grandpa wouldn’t approve, so there is that. He’s also the only one who actually tries to watch the piece and would appreciate if everyone would shut up for a moment.)

#Marius would totally think they are there to watch the show#that’s what people go to theatre for right?#why is everyone so noisy?

…I don’t know if the idea of Marius or Enjolras at Hernani is more amazing. XD

Afterwards when everyone is processing what just happened they share a moment of quiet comraderie born from mutual mystification. “Are plays usually so…? So…? I have a man’s wig. Do men usually wear wigs to plays? And a nice old gentleman called me some sort of name and tried to hit me with a shoe.” “I really have no idea.” “…I don’t think I’m ever going to understand Art.”

in the heat of the battle nobody notices just how stupid Hernani is 

“oh sure, let’s give this horn to my rival and tell him he just has to blow it if he wants me dead. WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG”

Gasp! GASP!  Them’s fightin’ words!

(…it’s an incredibly silly play.) 


People always diabetes whether grantaire would be a cat or a dog person, but tbh I think we would love and own one of each. A cat is quiet and calm and he loves that but he also own a golden retriever (or Labrador?) that cheers him up whenever he feels bad, and he lives to walk him out and yea also both of them sleep in his bed


I needed to read that today.




shoutout to the guy in charge of the train station at my hometown, who doesn’t limit himself to announcing trains but also:

  • comments on interesting birds he sees on the platform
  • gives completely unofficial weather reports on what he thinks the day is going to be like
  • refers to very crowded trains as ‘friendly trains’
  • regularly congratulates everyone on having gotten up on time on Monday mornings
  • basically seems to use the tannoy system to amuse himself and try and brighten up everyone’s morning commute
  • refers to himself as ‘the fat controller’

what magical land do u live where there’s something other than a robot in charge of the train announcing

I was on the tube the other day and heard a woman announcer say in the most cheerful voice, “Miiiiiind the gap! Please DO mind the gap! Do not! Fall into the gap.”


idk man but enjolras and grantaire living on the opposite sides of the same little park and they both suffer from insomnia so some nights they like to go outside and take a walk in the park to calm their minds maybe which is how one night they bump into each other and wow thats unexpected what are you doing here at 3am???

and theyve already been friends (or more like friends by virtue of being in the same friend circle) but dont know that much about each other, so now they find out they both have insomnia and like to walk in the super shady park at night (that isnt even so shady coz dont worry, enjolras, that dude over there is just my dealer jerome, hes a really good guy i swear)

and basically they end up on a park bench every other night and just talk about things that are currently on their minds coz somehow theres this unspoken rule of what is said in the park at night stays in the park at night even if its just really stupid ridiculous things

(’yknow i could be a secret serial killer or something, you shouldnt hang around in the dark with people you barely even know’  ‘youre not a serial killer i saw you trip over bossuet’s shoe laces last week’  ‘oh, enjolras, please tell me, how does tripping over shoe laces disqualify me from being a serial killer’  ‘you tripped over someone else’s shoe laces – idek how you managed to do that?? – but anyways, youd make a terrible serial killer, way too clumsy.’  ‘wow, rude, youre crushing my dreams here, man’)

(its also one of these nights when enjolras actually tries pot for the first time coz r promises it helps with all the racing thoughts and the restlessness that tend to be the things that keep them awake at night – it does help, but mostly because theyre too busy laughing at each other until the sun rises and they both go home still smiling)

none of their friends know about this weird nightly routine they accidentally establish because they never mention anything about it to each other or someone else. its a secret, a very innocent one but still their secret and 
it somehow makes them grow closer together to the point that les amis definitely notice theres a different vibe to their daytime interactions. (they dont know whats up. but something definitely is.)

that something is finally revealed when the sun rises one morning after another night of talking (and also not-talking and just sitting quietly in each other’s company) and enjolras is like ‘ykno you could…i mean if you want to…we could have coffee at my place? breakfast maybe?’

and since enjolras shares his flat with the rest of the triumvirate they totally bump into courfeyrac and combeferre in the kitchen, who just look at them wide eyed like waiiiiiiiit…………… before they both start grinning in the same super smug way 

‘so that’s how you two been hanging out lately, huh?’

‘midnight walks in the park, we are scandalized.’

‘anything else youve been hiding from us, affairs? illegitimate children?’

‘can you two please stop, ohmygod, grantaire and i are going to have coffee in my room now because you two are terrible.’

‘ohhhhhh, please, dont let us hold u back.’

‘have fun, dont do anything we wouldn’t do.’


enjolras just takes the whole coffee pot in one hand and grantaire’s arm into the other and disappears into his room while grantaire just keeps laughing.

when ferre and courf later check on them (’theyve been drinking coffee for a very long time, dont you think?’) they find the two asleep on top of enjolras’ bedsheets, still fully clothed, in each other’s arms and strangely enough completely knocked out

and yeah thats how they somehow end up in a relationship? neither is really sure about this but it seems like it and….its kinda nice? (’have we been going on nightly dates all this time?’ ‘I didnt even keep count, how many dates did we have? ….when was our first date then?’ ‘fuck, i dont remember.’)