'He treated her with a gentleness she had never known before. While she would spend her days in filthy alleys with drunken strangers, her nights would be salvaged by this fiery yet gentle man who made her feel wanted and loved, if merely for a few hours and if only in her head.' Enjolras/Eponine. Rated M for a reason. NOW A MULTI-CHAPTER FIC.

"My friends all think they will come out of this unscathed. They think one day they'll unmask, face an adoring crowd of fans, be rewarded with money and women and notoriety for what they've done for this city. But we know differently, you and I. There's no way to be who we are and come out of this alive." e/e superhero au.

The revolution succeeds. Enjolras confronts reality, both political and personal, while Eponine is faced with a series of opportunities. What happens when they must guide each other in this strange new world that needs them as much as they need it?

He is born at sunrise on the summer solstice, the longest day of the year, with a tuft of hair the same gold of the sun and eyes as bright and blue as the sky. She is born at midnight on the winter solstice a year and a half after him, in a shadowy, drafty hut, when the moon is high and full and shining bright. Arranged marriage AU for day 21 of 31 days of Enjonine tumblr challenge

The things one day can lead to. Man, life sure works in fucked up ways, but it definitely makes you see the light in the end. And Enjolras has seen the light. And it's multicolored. And shiny. Rated T for now.

"You're like – I don't know – like the tide. You're like the ocean, sometimes you're so near, sometimes you're incredibly far away from me, but you're still all around me, Eponine. And I'm drowning." Enjonine modern AU. Rated M for language/content.