Scene From An Inconvenient Espionnage Love Story, by Lanna Michaels.
This is funny and witty and perfect because R is a spy, right, and Enjolras is creepy-but-he’s-not and the rest of Les Amis are just delightful.
enjolras going to the library and reading cheesy romance novels and writing down ways he can woo grantaire
Enjolras’ Guide to Wooing, 1st edition
Fourteen seconds after Enjolras noticed he was in love with Grantaire, he realized he had no idea how romance worked. A normal person would panic but Enjolras is not a normal person. Enjolras is a ‘drink a lot of coffee and come up with a plan and follow the plan through until it works while also drinking lots of coffee and then go kill Courfeyrac because he turned all your underwear bright pink while you were busy planning’ person.
Two hours later, he had locked himself in his bedroom, along with all his underwear and every single romance book and movie he could find in a twenty mile radius.
Then he read the books, watched the movies, took notes and wrote a list on all the ways he might woo Grantaire.
Enjolras really loves Grantaire’s laugh. And one time when Grantaire was messing around on Enjolras’ phone, he accidently recorded his voice saying “What is..oh..*laughs*” And then Enjolras set it as his ringtone but then it went off in the middle of a meeting and Grantaire was looking at Enjolras while he insists that Courfeyrac did it.
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has anybody ever imagined piningjolras and then thought about how happy he would get when grantaire did pay him attention like, grantaire would smile at him and he’d blush and he’d think about it for the rest of the day just kinda sitting around and thinking about that smile because thats at the top of my mind
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gosh everything about piningjolras is perfect because for once he isn’t in control and all of his passion and ardour is being manifested into a person rather than an idea and he doesn’t know how to handle it because enjolras just doesn’t do speechless but grantaire just changed the whole game for him and now it’s flustered pouty jealous enjolras golly gee what a cute
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For Mornmeril, who requested a fanfic with the prompt “role-reversal” in the Enjoltaire Gift Exchange. Didn’t find a beta, so there are probably lot of faults, I’m so sorry. But I hope you’ll enjoy !
Fandom : Les Misérables.
Pairing(s) : Enjolras/Grantaire, Combeferre/Eponine, Marius/Cosette, Joly/Bossuet/Musichetta.
Warning(s) : modern-setting, age difference, angst and fluff, alcoholism and depression.
Summary : “Passion flows out of Grantaire’s whole being as much as the wine does from the bottle he’s always holding. Enjolras never feels more alive than when a bit of that passion is directed towards him.
(or : Grantaire is trying very hard to change the world, and Enjolras can’t see the point of it.)”
On Ao3
- Gwen knows she’s getting married to both Arthur and Merlin. Arthur and Merlin adore her and decide to make of her wedding night a night to remember.
Was that supposed to be a prompt? Because I’m seriously considering using it as prompt.
If you want to write it, I’ll be the last one to stop you ! :D
it’s been ten years and i still think this is one of the best plot twists in history
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enjolras telling combeferre about his crush and combeferre’s like “i know” and then enjolras tells coufeyrac and courfeyrac’s like “i know” amd enjolras frowns and says “well who doesn’t know?” and courfeyrac says “grantaire”
and enjolras just looks over at grantaire and he’s talking with eponine and drawing in a notebook and enjolras just whispers to his best friends, “does he like me back?”
And of course Combeferre has to physically handle Courfeyrac who goes through some sort of terrible convulsion like “do i strangle him or do i hit him or do i give up on life and put my head in my hands like how are you this oblivious, like honestly Enjolras because !?!?!?!”
And then totally they send him over to Grantaire, like after several minutes of whispering with Courfeyrac all “does he like you back—of course he likes you back you complete idiot!” and Enjolras all torn between being offended by Courfeyrac and also pleased by the revelation, and someone (Combeferre, totally Combeferre) just pushes him to is feet and towards Grantaire.
So Enjolras comes over very awkwardly and Grantaire is all “hi?” and “what did I do this time, I’m not even talking?”
And Enjolras is slowly staring at him like “does he really think I’m going to yell at him what is wrong with me etc.”
And Grantaire is staring back at him, still sort of confused, and uncertain and the hand holding the pencil and sketchbook goes sort of slack, maybe, when Enjolras ends up shouting Grantaire’s name b/c he can’t do anything quietly and he’s freaking out (Courfeyrac’s head is in his hands at this point and even Combeferre is considering buying drinks.) The pencil hits the floor, and it clacks and startles Grantaire, and he and Enjolras both go for it and Enjolras picks it up, still freaking out internally and OMG OUR HANDS ARE TOUCHING WHAT DO I DO!?, and pulls the sketchbook towards him—and, oh, holy shit that’s a drawing of him, isn’t it—and just writes, stupidly,
Do you like me?
Check yes ( ) or no ( )
Because is he is an absolute dork and literally that was all he could think of (because totally the last time Enjolras had a crush it was the grade school that shit is how you did it years.)
And Grantaire is like “omg you idiot, come here” and kisses him, which is good, and then kisses him some more, which is better, and finally pulls back.
And of course Enjolras is like “Was that a yes?”
At which point Courfeyrac just loses it and they both have to look over at him to make sure he’s alive—Combeferre puts up a hand like “It’s good, he’s making dying noises so he’s not dead yet”—and Grantaire shakes his head and pulls Enjolras closer to kiss him—which, okay, is great but still not an answer?—and at the same time pulls the pen from his hands and halfassedly checks yes and they live happily ever after the end.
The fact that this text and these facial expressions existed independently forced me to take action.
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