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“I think I need to start charging people to ask me stupid questions.” Merlin mused, letting his head fall back off the couch, effectively hanging upside down.
“What you need is a rich himbo.” Gwaine declared and Merlin opened an eye to peer at him curiously.
“What?”
“For your questions tax.” Gwaine explained.
“Hmm, I don’t know, I mean, first of all, where would I even find a rich person? And Secondly, obviously, fuck the rich.”
“That might be fun.” Gwaine said, grinning.
“That is not an instruction you idiot.”
“Not with that attitude.”
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“I’ll go.” He says it without brashness or deference. Just a statement.
“Where?”
“You want to climb the Forty,” he says, and Enjolras can’t deny it. “I’ll go with you.”
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11 Nov 2024
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“You brought me a banana, right?”
“Oh, fuck,” says Courfeyrac, gutted. Early mornings have never been Courf’s jam—and since he’s not climbing, it makes sense that he’ll have forgotten. In Courf’s face, Enjolras sees the momentary finality of dread; they’re as good as dead already.
’Ferre sees too, of course. “Top of your pack,” he says, and he’s barely got the words out before Courf’s rummaging through his daybag and producing bananas for all.
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“You don’t even tell me.”“We have known each other so long, Courf.”
“Tell Combeferre you love him.”
“What? This is really not—”
“Say it.”
[E u r SO real for this,,,i didn't tell my sister I loved her till I was 18 🫣🫣
AND COURRRRFFFF!!! CALL HIM OUT BABE LOLOLOLOLOL ]
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Rooting around in the first-aid kit that evening for a fresh tube of superglue, Enjolras discovers anew that Courf never lets the ABC go anywhere unprepared.[😏😏😏 🫦🫦]
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Epiphanies by Riotstar
Fandoms: Les Misérables - All Media Types, Les Misérables - Victor Hugo
21 Jan 2023
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There's no emotion in the look Enjolras gives him at all beyond recognition, yet it still pierces Grantaire through like a lepidopterist's pin through the body of a specimen; a knife thrust through two years of separation that brings the entire complex whirl of feelings he's been suppressing for the last two months to the fore.
There's no doubt about it: he's still got it bad.
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Grantaire tries to make it through a weekend with his friends without saying something.
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30 Mar 2025
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He manages to escape the kitchen only when the last dish is in the oven, and Bahorel's attention turns instead to the mountain of washing up they're created.
"I did my time," Grantaire says, imploring. Bahorel is merciful enough to dismiss him, if only because Joly wanders into the kitchen at an inopportune moment, giving Bahorel the opportunity to collar him.
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There's one person who might hold one of the keys to the mystery, and he finds him in the dining room, holding an upturned glass up to the light. A moth beats its wings forlornly inside it, trapped in place by a cork coaster.
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I suspect it's of common ancestry to our tradition. Pasquier suggests we used to invoke the name of Apollo –"A loud, hacking cough from the opposing side of the table halts Prouvaire's speech; Enjolras coughs again, and puts his hand over his mouth; he's red-faced, and Grantaire realises with alarm that he's choking.
Joly squeaks in horror; Bahorel, at Enjolras's side, raises the flat palm of one mighty hand to strike him between the shoulder-blades. Enjolras quells him mid gesture with a death-glare, even while continuing to cough into his own fist.
At the next cough he ceases, and raises his napkin to his lips, pink-cheeked and avoiding eye contact. Grantaire realises his own hands have curled into fists in his concern; he's gripping his own fork like a vice. He takes a deep breath, and forces them to relax.
Enjolras lowers the napkin, and unfurls it to reveal a tiny porcelain statuette of an angel, complete with white robes and tiny, stubby yellow wings.
[Not TEETH ... (Me trying to find this fic,,, recollected the angel as teeth 😭😭!! Found it with "napkin" jahagsjbx)]
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"I'm glad you're still with us – don't worry about the work thing, I'm sure your colleagues can continue your good work without you. There was no dishonour in Napoleon's exile before the Hundred Days –"Cosette, beside him, places a gentle hand on his arm, quelling him into silence. There's a moment that might be broken by the drop of a pin, as glances are exchanged across the table, a silent fencing in which no one steps forward to be the one responsible for furthering Marius's political education. Enjolras cracks a small, genuine smile, and says:
"Thank you. I'm glad to be here."
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Those Permanent Stars by betweentheheavesofstorm
Fandoms: Les Misérables - All Media Types
07 Jun 2015
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Modern Day Zombie Apocalypse AU.
Grantaire is managing by himself when he accidentally joins a group of students striving for mutual survival. There is angst, art, requited and unrequited love. Also a lot of zombies.
The title comes not from Javert's song 'Stars' in the musical, but from the Wilfred Owen poem 'But I was Looking At The Permanent Stars'. A longer explanation of why is available if anyone cares to hear it.
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17 May 2026
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'I didn't hear it,' snapped Enjolras. 'That doesn't mean I'm incapable - '
'Well, I'm sorry you're deaf,' Grantaire began, and in the same breath Enjolras responded, 'Good, because I am.'
A sudden silence fell. Grantaire wondered how he had survived this long with such inept social skills, and whether jumping from a fifth floor window would kill him or just break both his legs.
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'There were too many. I couldn't stop them,' Gavroche, having seen his world torn into shreds around him.Gavroche. Éponine's head snapped up and she jerked away from Combeferre's embrace. Her brother was standing next to Courfeyrac. For once, his cocky demeanor was nowhere to be seen: Gavroche was wide-eyed and shaking like a leaf. A smear of red decorated his face from his cheek to his hairline and he looked exhausted, but he was upright and alive.
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With the resigned air of one who lost all dignity long ago, Bossuet picked himself up off the floor. 'Grantaire,' he said. 'And Marius, and this hot girl - I don't know her name.''You have a boyfriend,' said Combeferre drily.
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For a guy who failed to notice how Courfeyrac hung on his every word, he was good at deciphering romantic scenarios.'Ah,' he said. 'Are you all right?'
She shook her head.
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Everybody complied at his or her own pace, one after another like the world's worse Mexican wave. Last to decide were the girls. Cosette was waiting for Éponine, and Éponine was chewing her lip and contemplating her brother. Gavroche was going all-out on the puppy eyes, which couldn't have helped the situation.
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'All right,' she said slowly, lifting her hand skywards. 'I'm in.'Gavroche let out a hiss of satisfaction, and Cosette's hand quickly followed suit.
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Why is he Here? by isxdoraqu
Fandoms: The Heroes of Olympus - Rick Riordan, Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types
10 Aug 2025
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So Nico really needed to confess to Will about his feelings, but how? And because he knows he wouldn’t be able to in real life, he chooses to do it over text. But he added his best friend for moral support, obviously.
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05 May 2026