My liver may be fucked, but my heart is honest.
Grantaire, Book XII
(Source: incorrectlesmisquotes)
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Ah, R’s sexuality.
Personally, I see him as being non-monosexual in that he’s attracted to men and women (but pretty exclusively in love with Enjolras because he’s got it bad, honestly), only he feels like he has to play up his attraction to women in a theatrical manner in order to make himself seem less vulnerable.
He’s a depressed, conventionally unattractive alcoholic who’s in love with a man. That is not someone you want to be in 19th century Western Europe.
Pretty much exactly what I think, too
i’m really emotional about grantaire and the fact that his single best quality was that he loved, and the most obvious love in him was pretty obviously queer, and that love drives him to be a very symbol of love.
like, how often do we get that? esp considering the fact that the musical has that axiom “to love another person is to see the face of god” and grantaire’s love isn’t treated as being any different or other from the rest of the loves in this story.
like, love fucking renders grantaire holy.
how often do we get to be holy?
I got bored so I made a map of Les Amis significant interactions with/feelings towards each other, with dialogue from the Brick and some manip’ed character designs. (Mostly just heavily edited screencaps from the movie.)
IT TOOK A LONG TIME. Click the high-res button to really get the flavour of it.
Marius had allowed himself to be taken to the ball at Sceaux by Courfeyrac, Bossuet, and Grantaire, hoping, what a dream! that he might, perhaps, find her there. Of course he did not see the one he sought.—“But this is the place, all the same, where all lost women are found,” grumbled Grantaire in an aside. Marius left his friends at the ball and returned home on foot, alone…
Wait, has no-one written a fanfic about what those three got up to once Marius left? CAN THEY PLEASE
