although, let’s be honest, all of us use ao3
be easy
something i've been thinking about a lot lately
forget judaism this interaction is my new religion
Sue: I heard you got caught making out with my brother in the hallway.
Peter: You caught me, Sue. Don’t play stupid.
Perfect 10/10
Enjolras: Being gay is a constant battle between “I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds” and “Hey, let’s go throw rocks at fascists” and I think that’s very sexy of us.
Grantaire: If the window’s open and you time it right you can do both.
Hello! I’m finally online when your ask box is open!😁
How would you feel about a lil knock-down-drag-out fight between Jason and Reader that ends with angry sex?
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You tried to steal his helmet. Not your best idea, you'll admit, but in your defense...you thought it would be funny. You crawled under the bed on your hands and knees and shimmied yourself into the corner where you knew he kept the prototype of his helmet. It would do in a pinch.
You thought you were being sneaky. That is, until someone grabbed your waist and yanked you out from underneath the bed before you were close enough to get your hands on the helmet. He swiftly kicks you down and twists you onto your back.
"I told you to quit fucking messing with that!"
You crossed your arms and huffed. He was being dramatic. You weren't gonna do anything with it. You were just messing around.
"Relax-"
"RELAX?" He releases on of his hands from your body to pinch the bridge of his nose. "How many time do I have to fucking tell you that there is an actual bomb in that helmet?"
"Yeah, well..." You were grasping at straws. "Why was it under our bed?" With one of his hands preoccupied on his face, you squirm, attempting to get free.
He readjusts his position so you can't get out. One knee brackets the side of you that you tried to break free on.
The other knee is moved snug in between your legs.
He doesn’t notice the way you tense. He doesn’t notice that you're not listening to him. "It's there so if someone breaks in, I can get to armor quick enough that we wont be toast!" Your breathing quickened and your pupils blew wide. "I cannot believe you're pitching a fit over me not wanting you to play with a literal bomb." You try and move your hips down on his knee to get some friction. "Of course you-... What are you doing?"
He finally looks into your hooded eyes. You smile.
"You're fucking kidding me. I'm trying to stop you from blowing yourself up and you're trying to fuck yourself on my leg-... Tell you what, I've got an idea. Since you can't seem to get my message through your thick skull, I'm gonna sit you on my cock, tell you the rules about my gear again, and make you repeat it. Then and only then will I maybe fuck you. Do I make myself clear?"
going back to the last post. gerard's playlist which he played as a dj
Siouxsie And The Banshees - Peek A Boo
Joy Division - Love Will Tear Us Apart
The Dresden Dolls - Girl Anachronism
Depeche Mode - Shake The Disease
Head Automatica - Beating Heart Baby
Pixies - Velouria
The Hives - Abra Cadaver
Morrissey - Last Of The Famous International
Playboys
The Cure - Why Can't I Be You?
Gwen Stefani - What You Waiting For
New Order - Temptation
David Bowie - Modern Love
Elvis Costello - (What's So Funny 'Bout) Peace, Love And Understanding
The Clash - Spanish Bombs
Cursive - Art Is Hard
The Stooges - Search And Destroy
Echo And The Bunnymen - The Killing Moon
Violent Femmes - Add It Up
Christina Aguilera - Dirrty
Bauhaus - Ziggy Stardust
[courfeyrac as a priest]
someone: father, i'm here to confess my sins.
courfeyrac: spill the tea, sis
u’re not the only 1
Sometimes I feel like I'm the only who thinks Enjolras should be top and Grantaire should be bottom……
I was listening to that song and my hand slipped 😂
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