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Songs to overthrow oppressive regimes to.
1. Radioactive - Imagine Dragons // 2. Counting Bodies Like Sheep to the Rhythm of the War Drums - A Perfect Circle // 3. I Predict A Riot - Kaiser Chiefs // 4. Wretches and Kings - Linkin Park // 5. Uprising - Muse // 6. Vox Populi (A Call To Arms) - 30 Seconds to Mars // 7. S.I.N.G. - My Chemical Romance // 8. Ce N’Est Pas Bon - Amadou And Mariam // 9. Seven Nation Army (The Glitch Mob Remix) - The White Stripes // 10. Unnatural Selection - Muse // 11. Revolution - Nevada Tan // 12. The Fallen - Franz Ferdinand // 13. This Is Why We Fight – The Decemberists // 14. Supremacy - Muse // 15. Empire - Kasabian // 16. The W.A.N.D. - The Flaming Lips // 17. Kill Your Heroes - AWOLNATION // 18. Viva La Vida - Coldplay
elvishness-deactivated20191104:
i drew some chibi barricade boys to try out this new brush i downloaded ●˘◡˘●
nice things to think about:
- Courfeyrac laughing at his own jokes
- Bahorel in a fushia beanie
- Joly drinking soup
- Marius blushing
- Bossuet stumbling and everybody moving to catch him
- cosette kissing eponine on the forehead
- a moth landing on Combeferre’s nose
- feuilly trying to sing in broken polish
- eponine hitting people softly the back their heads
- Enjolras dancing awkwardly
- Grantaire throwing his head back when he laughs
- Prouvaire holding people’s hands
- gavroche
elvishness-deactivated20191104:
i drew some chibi barricade boys to try out this new brush i downloaded ●˘◡˘●
Les Amis de L’ABC
“The friends of the ABC” is what they called themselves; they were loud, unwavering, and passionate in their causes, and anyone who had the pleasure of meeting them, or even being in their vicinity, knew that they were destined to become historic.
These young men, who apart from each other were entities of their own, when brought together, were were a political force, the likes of which universities everywhere hadn’t seen in years.Their protests inspired every emotion; from hope, to reverence, to hate. They garnered followers faster than any of them, even Enjolras, would have ever imagined.
They were destined to become historic. They were destined to change the world. Destined to leave a mark.
This would be their downfall.
Order goes: Enjolras, Combeferre, Courfeyrac, Grantaire, Prouvaire, Joly, Bossuet, Feuilly, Bahorel
wherein I wanted to casually draw hipster French kids and then accidentally cared too much
like making a lookbook and listening to French indie music on 8tracks for inspiration
so I guess this is a community college AU where Enjy protests budget cuts and campaigns for educational reform, and R totally unironically owns a YOLO flask cuz he is actually the opposite of a hipster, and Ep prolly takes accounting cuz she totes does the books for her folks’ bar, and Marius tries to pay his own way through college and Cosette’s that classy dame that dresses too damn well for an academic institution
lookbook refs in case anybody cared: Enjolras, Grantaire, Eponine, two for Marius and surprisingly none for Cosette
music: French indie playlist on 8tracks
I wanna draw the other barricade boys but I don’t even know them well enough yet to differentiate them from each other weh
look, i get that people like writing about les amis as a contemporary radical activist group, but i’ve seen a lot of stuff that… doesn’t really reflect the reality of protest in virtually every country in the world, and certainly in basically every western democracy. at a protest today enjolras would have to beg the local institutions of power for permission to march up a public street, and he would be held responsible for any diversion from the plan he submitted. if his friends and followers were kettled and terrorised by riot police, he’d be told in no uncertain terms that this was his fault. les amis would have to hole up in someone’s flat beforehand and duct-tape and stuff cardboard inside of their jackets, in advance preparation for the inevitable police violence to come. they’d have to write the phone numbers of lawyers on their arms in magic marker and combeferre would have to check that everyone knows not to tell the police a single thing, to always ask for a lawyer, and then shut up.
enjolras would have to give his speeches with bahorel and feuilly standing on either side of him with their arms folded and their faces set, would have to march with jehan and courferyac pushing forward as his vanguard. les amis would have to surround enjolras like a tidal wave, in case the police got any bright ideas about cutting off the serpent’s head in order to make the body flail and panic and die. if and when the violence started — violence enjolras probably would not have wanted, because violence is used to re-write the history of contemporary resistance all of the time — courferyac and graintaire would have to pay in bruises to distract the cop bearing down on combeferre so it would be definite that someone would be left in the morning to post bail. joly would have to bring medical supplies in his bag with the full expectation of using them, because kettles can go on for hours and you never guarantee that even someone bleeding enough to lose their life will be allowed to leave.
when the cops come for enjolras, he’d kneel and put his hands behind his head and not say a thing, not when they kicked at the backs of his ankles or slammed him against a cop car or pulled his head back by his hair to hiss his rights into his ear. he’s a leader, and he’d know the value of a slit through his eyebrow in the press tomorrow. he’d know that this beating was coming whatever he did, but bruises in the dock in the morning make his argument for him. courferyac would, again, be the one dragged out of the crowd with his lip split and grantaire gripping tight around his wrist in vain, so combeferre could try and desperately usher away teenagers from riot shields, so joly could try and stem the bleeding of a thirteen year old girl’s head-wound, so bahorel could help jehan carry feuilly away without putting too much pressure on the point where his ribs had cracked. no one would hit a cop. if you hit a cop, a cop can do whatever they like to you, and every single member of les amis would have seen that happen with their own eyes.
the reality remains that there is virtually no such thing as a peaceful protest, because it is to the advantage of those in power to ensure that there’s not. the reality remains that there is nothing glamorous about a riot, and that enjolras would be taking his friends’ lives in his hands with reckless abandon if he thought there was. in a sense he’d be happy if he was the only person arrested, that combeferre would have to come for him in the cold light of morning and pick him up from the police station steps and drive him to the hospital, dirt under enjolras’s fingernails and blood crusted in his hair.
he’d have spent a night cold and maybe alone and maybe sitting in an interrogation room for hours staring at bare walls and having cops yell questions in his face that he couldn’t risk answering. he’d be exhausted and sore and on the verge of total-shut down. every single protest he led, he’d have to know that this would be how it could end for him— if not something much worse. protest is dangerous. riots aren’t fun. les amis would be covered in battle scars. they would spend weeks showered in bruises and knowing that they would have more to come. in the 21st century, protesters still build barricades. in fact, they do so relatively regularly. it’s just a thought, but you might want to think about why.
how to start crying really quickly:
step 1:imagine any of les amis as parents.
tada
can you imagine if the amis went to night vale, and they’re all sorta what the fuck is that, and when they turn around cecil and grantaire are in a heated discussion about enjolras’s and carlos’s perfect hairs?
On one hand a Nightvale AU would be so much fun (imagine Enjolras flipping a lid over the Apache tracker) but on another hand Les Amis would get killed so damn quickly for protesting against the city council and Cecil would think they’re a bunch of Steves and launch a radio campaign against the hot outsiders.
(Goddammit Sclez you can’t even AU properly.)
