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The Les Mis Anon Kink Meme, Round 6
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10littlebullets wrote in makinghugospin
Since LJ seems to have finally capitulated to the Russian government and is now subject to Russian anti-obscenity laws, I'm not going to take a chance on sudden deletions. The Les Mis kinkmeme now lives at https://lesmiskinkmeme.dreamwidth.org/. (Round 6 here.) Everything has been backed up there. The LJ kinkmeme will stay up, but is now closed to new comments.

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Marius and Ghost!Enjolras

During the empty chairs at empty tables scene when Marius is getting really emotional Enjolras' ghost comes back, positively outraged that there was still furniture int he room

"why werent these chairs and tables added to the barricade?!"

idk. it was meant to be funny
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Minifill CW: Bereavement, mentions of hallucinations

Running his hands along the polished wood, now coated in a fine layer of dust, Marius was haunted by memories. Vivid flashes of colour, where now there was only grey. Noisy laughter and chatter, where now there was silence, broken only by the heaving of his own breath. This place that had been full of people and life, now empty. A sarcophagus. A thousand emotions too powerful to express racing through him. His friends were gone. Gone. And he somehow had to learn to live with the fact that he’d cheated death where they had not. He buried his face in a table and fucking sobbed.

“That’s unappealing,” a low, rumbling voice said. Though he could barely pick up on it, it was strangely familiar.

Great. Now he was hearing things. That was all he needed. Weren’t things bad enough at the moment? He didn’t need this on top of everything else. Marius bowed his head again. Go away hallucination, and let him alone.

“Seriously, do you not have a handkerchief or something?”

“There’s no shame in showing emotion,” Marius sniffed. “Also, whoever you are, you’re spoiling the mood.”

“Emotion that aids a higher cause is a powerful tool. Being covered in dribble and snot, isn’t.”

No, that was weirdly familiar. Marius blinked. Lifted his head up. Enjolras? How? Why? Who? Oh yeah right, Enjolras. But, how?

“You’re dead,” Marius said.

“And it’s no wonder,” Enjolras replied.

Marius bowed his head. He deserved this. “I’m truly sorry,” he said. “I couldn’t…”

“Look at all of these resources. Plenty of them. Completely wasted. I don’t know why I bother sometimes.”

Marius was confused. On several counts. “Firstly, what? Secondly, because Patria and all of that stuff? And thirdly, what?”

The shade started to shake, hazy form reddening. Voice stable in a sing-song ‘I am about to eviscerate you’ type of way. “Years of planning and organisation, and people can’t get one simple thing right. Our Barricade, a tiny slip of a thing, and the building blocks scattered. No thought, no care, no effort. Oh ‘I can just tootle on my merry way. Someone else will grab that. It’s only overthrowing the government; I shouldn’t have to commit to the monumental task of picking a chair up to make it happen’. I’ve had it up to here!”

Marius ducked as a chair went hurtling across the room, very nearly grazing him. “I don’t know what you mean!” he cried.

“You yourself were talking about empty chairs and tables!”

Marius nodded furiously.

“Why weren’t said chairs and tables added to the Barricade?” Enjolras boomed.

Marius was hunched up, furniture flying around his head. “I don’t know!” he squeaked. “They might have been and then been put back, or people just didn’t have time or, I don’t know!"

"How difficult is it, really?" the relentless shout came.

"Not," Marius said. "Not difficult.”

“Did you sabotage us so that you could have your dramatic moment? Answer me!”

Marius had no clue what to say to that. “I can't see the future! And I can’t sabotage you by myself. And you said I did good at the time.”

A colossal shriek pierced the air. “Why can’t people just be more organised?”

Marius was burying his face in his hands. “Please, I’m really quite scared now.” And everything fell to the ground with a clatter.

“My apologies,” Enjolras sighed. “Ghost powers. Still getting accustomed.”

“So you’re a ghost?” Marius said, as he pulled himself up.

Enjolras nodded. “It seems that way, yes.”

“And I’m not imagining you?”

Enjolras shook his head. “No, you aren’t imagining me. I just thought it would be a good idea to do some post mortem reconnaissance. Although, for some reason, the others thought it would be pointless.”

Marius’ eyes widened. This was astounding! Proof of the hereafter. A salve for his guilt. A breach between the greatest barriers humankind shall ever know!

An actual ghost. He screamed and bolted out of the room, only bumping into one or two things on the way.
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Re: Minifill CW: Bereavement, mentions of hallucinations

Op here and wow this was everything I could have hoped for thank you so much
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Re: Minifill CW: Bereavement, mentions of hallucinations

This was hilarious to read. I love how Marius reacts to the confirmation that Enjolras is a ghost. Thrilled, then run in terror. Plus how Enjolras came back to run reconnaissance and keep the revolution alive.
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Re: Minifill CW: Bereavement, mentions of hallucinations

Ahaha the ending. Excellent prompt, and excellent fill! :D
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Re: Minifill CW: Bereavement, mentions of hallucinations

a!a Thank you for your kind words guys. It means a lot to me atm. =]
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Marius and Ghost!Enjolras - Fill

CW similar to the one above.

I wrote you a thing. I'm sorry it sucks, but I just couldn't get it out of my head.

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Re: Marius and Ghost!Enjolras - Fill

Op here and that was hilarious thank you so much haha it most certainly did not suck
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