Glad You Liked It! Reposting Here.

Glad you liked it! Reposting here.

Hey, your Inspector Javert and the Empire of Death fic has been giving me all the feels for a while now (you know: sad, sadder, weepy, Valjean is the saddest, tenderly hopeful, voyeuristic/guilty whipping fascination, & so sweet I can’t handle it - the usual feels). ^_^ There’s a song I keep coming back to for this story’s Valjean, especially we see him toward the beginning. In case you haven’t heard it, I thought I’d share as a token of my appreciation: Benjamin Clementine’s Cornerstone (also available on soundcloud).

(Oh, and it contains the line “who am I / what have I done / what have I done,” which means that my applying it to Valjean is just shamelessly self-indulgent.) 

THANK YOU for all the fic. 

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Thanks, it’s nice to get some more insight into the background, especially since I didn’t get to see Ramin’s Les Mis even once. (I did think I’d heard a gentler version that I preferred. But this seems incredibly intense, almost angry in one part, and it’s good to know that that might have been a particular reaction to Kyle.) 

For the whole evening after I’d heard about Kyle’s death, I was wondering how Ramin and the rest of the cast were performing that day. Bring Him Home was stuck in my head through the next day, and I didn’t realize why for ages. :/ I’m glad he acknowledged the particular poignancy of that song, on that stage, with the lyric change that day. Although picturing it, I wonder how the rest of the cast kept it together. :/

thanks for reblogging that bring him home with the line change for Kyle Jean-Baptiste. very sad now, but glad to have heard it. do you feel like there was a difference in how he sang the rest of the piece from how he normally does?

Well, at the time I didn’t know that anything was wrong at all, and since then so much happened that I’m not quite certain of my recollections anymore? I remember now that I was really confused by him changing that line and wondered why he had messed up the lyrics after singing them thousands of times, but I literally forgot that had happened until someone else found that in my audio of it. I do remember that it was an amazing show, but at the time I thought it was just that, everyone doing their best and doing an amazing job on stage. :/ And while there are loots of boots where I feel like Ramin is overdoing it in BHH (it’s a prayer, after all, no need to shout it), everytime I’ve heard it in that final week he’d toned it down and sang it gently and with feeling. But this version and his final BHH are definitely the most emotional versions I’ve ever heard him sing.

that awkward moment when your group is doing a trust exercise and you’re doing everything your partner asks of you and you realize it kind of feels like that fic you read about service submission

More Les Mis + Wolfpupy Tweets, for absolutely no reason and I'm sorry

The Bishop: you have to be cruel to be kind, no wait the other thing, you have to do nice things. phew, could have caused a lot of problems

Javert:my disregard for gravity was the true cause of my downfall

Tholomyes: irreparable damage has been done in that i cant be bothered to fix it

Thenardier: as the number one spiritual figure in your life my spiritual guidance and advice is to send me money

Gavroche: cant live in ribcage of dinosaur skeleton at the museum, cant live in giant inflatable gorilla at the caryard. no place for me in this world

Gillenormand : in a way aren't we all responsible for my actions

Mabeuf: hoping birds dont notice your coin purse is just a hot pocket with the filling emptied out

Marius: looks like it is going to be smooth sailing from now on for me and some eggs i have put all into one basket

Theodule: some say i am so shallow and vapid in life but i literally just love to be that like all the time right now its so true

Eponine:if you want something done you have to just forget about it and move on with your life, theres no point in expecting anything from anyone

Montparnasse: my street gang has been walking down the street snapping our fingers in unison for like 3 days, we all forgot why we were doing it

Enjolras: i am too busy living an important life to care about the solstice

Combeferre: some say killing people is the answer to the problems, me personally i think killing people is bad to do because im not a horrible monster

Jean Prouvaire: dead people taking up all the good graves, some of us alive folks want to be in the grave too you know

Feuilly: i could sit on power lines too if the world would stop keeping me down

Courfeyrac: it happens to the best of us, the best of us such as me, out of both of us im the best one, probably too great to give you usable advice

Bahorel: if the bible has taught us anything its that you have to fight for your right to party. a song? oh then i guess it taught us nothing then

Bossuet: there should be a limit to the number of curses and hexes you can have put on you, this is getting ridiculous

Joly: back in the frankenstein times you could make a monster whenever you wanted, these days you have to have a license or something i guess

Grantaire: everything is going to be ruined so just dont worry, have a relax

Louis Phillipe: when the sun goes out, the air turns to fire, and the streets run red with blood, i am probably to blame for it

National Guard: stop being so defensive i am just trying to hit you with weapons

Cosette: i am a big fan of all the famous internet cats and hope they live long and happy lives

Valjean : my whole life has lead up to this moment, being dead in a grave