my mom said dinner was ready and i went downstairs and it wasnt even ready im sick of all the lies 

michellicopter:

morning pick-me-up

michellicopter:

morning pick-me-up
Anonymous asked: "1, 3, or 9 for E x R?"

theladyragnell:

(Last one oh my gosh! The tropes are coffeeshop AU, anonoymous love letters, and matching soulmate markings, and the answer to “or” as far as I am concerned is “and” as much as possible, thus … a tropey hat trick.)

Enjolras’s favorite thing about the Musain is the walls: covered in blackboard paint, drawn over so many times that it never really shines even when it’s erased, just covered in chalk dust in a rainbow of colors. It’s different every week, full of quotes and lewd graffitti and doodles and, sometimes, sweeping murals that take up almost the whole shop, works of art that Enjolras takes careful pictures of on his phone and which are almost always erased the next day.

His second favorite thing about the Musain is his regular table—he comes in most days so, to his mind, he has a claim to it. It’s a small table in a corner, close enough to the condiment bar that he can get an extra packet of sugar or a napkin, and right at the edge of the largest uninterrupted wall, so he can see whatever mural has been made. The legs are a little uneven, perhaps part of the reason Enjolras is the only one who seems to sit there regularly, but that seems like a small price to pay.

His third favorite thing about the Musain is the afternoon barista.

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shakeskp asked: "Grantaire wins the lottery. After freaking out, he decides to give most of it to the ABC so Enjolras can use the money to overthrow the government or save the children or something. It's not like Grantaire has anything better to do with this money than buying paint and cheap booze, so."

sarah-yyy:

He does it anonymously, because he doesn’t want the Amis to have to feel obligated to like him or be nice to him because he knows he can be a little shit sometimes and that rightfully grates on some of their nerves, and everyone is surprised at the donation, but pleased. And Grantaire spends the next few meetings being secretly pleased with himself, until one night when he’s arguing with Enjolras about one thing or another, and Enjolras snaps, “Why are you even here? You never have anything worthwhile to contribute. You don’t even believe in the cause.” And Grantaire takes it silently, like he always does, but he leaves the meeting the moment it’s done, not staying back for drinks or small talk like usual.

Combeferre takes Enjolras to the side and quietly tells him that he made a few calls and did some digging regarding their anonymous donation, like Enjolras asked him to, and tells him that the money is from Grantaire, and Enjolras feels horrible and promises that he will apologise to Grantaire the next time he comes to the meeting.

(Only, Grantaire doesn’t come to the next meeting. Or the next. Or the one after that.)

sarah-yyy:

"Right," Grantaire says to the camera, "so as a result of Courfeyrac’s video last week, I’ve had to change my email account because it’s been overloaded with you lot sending me your phone numbers, and quite of a few of you even attached a photo of your genitals." Grantaire laughs a little at that. "Which, wow, I am flattered, deeply flattered. Still going to kill Courfeyrac the next time I see him because he’s an idiot, but still flattered."
"I am, however, not actually actively seeking a relationship, as Courfeyrac mentioned," Grantaire continues, rolling his eyes, "because I already have a boyfriend, and he hasn’t been pleased with all the sudden surge in confessions of love I’ve been getting, so this video is as much to tell you guys to stop emailing me with your personal details as it is to reassure my very lovely boyfriend that I only have eyes for him and will forever only have eyes for him."
He grins at the camera. “I’m not just saying this to get all of you to back off,” he says. “My boy even travelled four hours just so he could come here to do this.” He tilts his head up, and grins when Enjolras leans down, popping briefly into the frame, and presses his lips to Grantaire’s, just as they discussed he would. He’s still grinning when Enjolras pulls away. “And there,” he says, turning back to the camera. “Yes, that was indeed Enjolras. Yes, I have been dating Enjolras. Yes, it was because of that awful video of him ranting for fifteen minutes about state affairs he made in response to mine that got me all hot for him.”
Enjolras pops back into frame to briefly roll his eyes at the camera, and Grantaire turns his head so that he can press a kiss to Enjolras’ cheek. They end up grinning at each other for a few long seconds, but that’s alright, they can cut that bit out so Jehan won’t coo at them forever.
"And now I’m going to leave you all with Courfeyrac’s phone number," Grantaire says, and holds up a piece of paper with Courfeyrac’s number on it. "I encourage you all to send him capslock-y messages in the middle of the night. Have fun, I’ll see you in the next video!"

sarah-yyy:

"Right," Grantaire says to the camera, "so as a result of Courfeyrac’s video last week, I’ve had to change my email account because it’s been overloaded with you lot sending me your phone numbers, and quite of a few of you even attached a photo of your genitals." Grantaire laughs a little at that. "Which, wow, I am flattered, deeply flattered. Still going to kill Courfeyrac the next time I see him because he’s an idiot, but still flattered."

"I am, however, not actually actively seeking a relationship, as Courfeyrac mentioned," Grantaire continues, rolling his eyes, "because I already have a boyfriend, and he hasn’t been pleased with all the sudden surge in confessions of love I’ve been getting, so this video is as much to tell you guys to stop emailing me with your personal details as it is to reassure my very lovely boyfriend that I only have eyes for him and will forever only have eyes for him."

He grins at the camera. “I’m not just saying this to get all of you to back off,” he says. “My boy even travelled four hours just so he could come here to do this.” He tilts his head up, and grins when Enjolras leans down, popping briefly into the frame, and presses his lips to Grantaire’s, just as they discussed he would. He’s still grinning when Enjolras pulls away. “And there,” he says, turning back to the camera. “Yes, that was indeed Enjolras. Yes, I have been dating Enjolras. Yes, it was because of that awful video of him ranting for fifteen minutes about state affairs he made in response to mine that got me all hot for him.”

Enjolras pops back into frame to briefly roll his eyes at the camera, and Grantaire turns his head so that he can press a kiss to Enjolras’ cheek. They end up grinning at each other for a few long seconds, but that’s alright, they can cut that bit out so Jehan won’t coo at them forever.

"And now I’m going to leave you all with Courfeyrac’s phone number," Grantaire says, and holds up a piece of paper with Courfeyrac’s number on it. "I encourage you all to send him capslock-y messages in the middle of the night. Have fun, I’ll see you in the next video!"

georgeblaqden:

definitely absolutely 100% probably how the exchange went

georgeblaqden:

definitely absolutely 100% probably how the exchange went

oscarwilde:

is it appropriate to just yell “you know nothing of javert” every time someone talks shit about him or implies that he’s the villain in les mis

iammorethanmemory:

The infamous “shirtless yogurt Mike” deleted scene - Graceland S1

unheroically:

there goes my heart
Read entirely, then outside the brackets, then inside.

unheroically:

there goes my heart

Read entirely, then outside the brackets, then inside.

attackofthechewenod:

imagine grantaire responding to “grantaire put that bottle down” by putting it down in the proverbial sense

like

"Mr bottle you’re a failure"

"you’re just not as pretty as other bottles"

"I’ve had bottles that lasted longer"


fanart for this part of the Le Révolutionnaire series, because group sleepover, it was too cute to resist
sorry that not everybody’s there/their places aren’t exactly as it was described in the fic, but i had to make (most of) them fit in one picture

fanart for this part of the Le Révolutionnaire series, because group sleepover, it was too cute to resist

sorry that not everybody’s there/their places aren’t exactly as it was described in the fic, but i had to make (most of) them fit in one picture

"Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, for I am the meanest motherfucker in the valley."
— Bahorel, Book XIII [x] (via incorrectlesmisquotes)
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