Modern AU GrantairexJoly~ Engagement.
Years of dating went by before Grantaire finally asked Joly to marry him. It took all the courage he had shockingly, especially since he asked Joly out.
Grantaire: Philippe Joly, will you marry me? *Grantaire was even down on one knee*
Joly: *Pulls in a sharp breath* Yes of course!
missingrache replied to your post “looking into the depths of my WIP folder is always a weird mix of…”
a les mis au of What holli i’m dying to know
it is in my drafts as ‘les mis dads au’ and in it, for reasons that don’t need exploring at this juncture, Javert raises Cosette and Valjean raises the Thenardier kids and Cosette and Eponine meet again in Paris shortly before the failed revolution and that was as far as I got.
So I'm still going through most of this blog, archiving the old rp stuff offline and deleting the posts themselves. If anybody who I used to rp with here (when this blog was still called ask-the-hypochondriac) wants any of those screenshots, you are more than welcome to contact me and I'll send copies of them to you.
But yeah, if anybody's been paying attention to the change in url, this is now gonna be my fic and sketch blog. So I'm going to be rebageling drabbles and fics from my other rp blogs here, dumping original stuff here, posting sketches, that kind of thing. Probably mostly going to be centered on LOTR and the Silmarillion since that's mostly the fandom I'm in right now.
That's How You Know
((well this is only perfect. modern!verse because))
It was the little things.
The "good morning ferut"s scrawled in the mirror. The absentminded grabbing of his hand to draw a flower or a heart, pen tickling the skin. The random kidnapping for a picnic lunch between classes. The footsie under the table.
The karaoke night when Grantaire had tugged him onstage to serenade him with "Falling For You" was one particularly memorable instance.
And so it was that, six months after they'd started dating, Joly took him to the park, and every tree they went by had R+J carved in it somewhere.
"Thank you so much, bunny. I love you too."
"But I've never said --"
"You didn't have to."
Raise Me
Raise Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character resurrecting yours. Vice versa.
|| .. maybe not exactly ‘resurrection’, but close enough?
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The earth cracked and rolled beneath him, and the storm raged blacker than night above him; and hail crashed down, and the towering water roared in one great bellow before all at once everything hit.
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not that i’m actually on this blog much at all (yo my personal is just -socks instead of -arts), but i’m basically rochethos and scott lang/maggie lang/jim paxton blog now. is that a weird amalgam? yes. have i absolutely no shame? also yes.
A Girl Worth Fighting For
Combeferre still didn't have a mistress. Something Joly and Courfeyrac were intent on changing.
"Come on, Combeferre, I'm sure there's some girl out there who's just as smart as you are," Joly said, tugging at his arm. "Come to the theater with us. She'll be there. Whoever she is."
"She'll have glasses and a stiff posture and like to draw butterflies," said Courfeyrac, grinning. "And she'll love to discuss drama and philosophy. And you'll find her at Hernani, please, my friend, join us. You won't regret it."
Combeferre adjusted his glasses and harrumphed a little.
"Please?" said Joly.
He sighed. "Fine. I'll go see Hernani with you. But I tell you, this Romantic business of Hugo's is best left to Prouvaire."
remind me again why i decided to get invested in game of thrones when there are fcking ice zombies and zombies are one of my least favorite horror tropes
In the powers and knowledge of all the other Valar he had part, but he turned them to evil purposes, and squandered his strength in violence and tyranny.
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