I will never get over the les miserables fandom like… Jean Valjean is the main character and he has like…NOOOO content. At all. Instead everyone lost their minds over the fucking less amis de l’a/b/o or whatever even though each one of them has like literally a one or two sentence personality. It was literally like a once-ler esque treatment where they randomly zoomed in on the most fuckable twink, except theres like 10 of them. Ten fucking oncelers. I literally was never able to remember them or tell them apart despite reading the entire unabridged book several times. Jean Valjean was so good and these ungrateful fucks did THIS to him.
oh no, you’re omitting the worst part: no one was interested on the true personalities and appearances of these ‘fuckable twinks’ [who happened to be cool characters after all], they collectively agreed that the only acceptable way of writing/drawng them would be cutesy modern AU’s where Enjolras was a hypersexual homosexual, Grantaire was a hipster, Romanticism ™ became ‘cutesy flower and female empowerment tumblr aesthetics’ and everyone would be gay, black, disabled, fat and mentally ill.
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This little piece of nastiness from an anti-sjw blog has, ironically, neatly summed up the importance of Les Amis far better than I ever could.