Little Gavroche wrote on my Instagram when i have posted Enjolras, and of course i would draw our smallest barricade boy!!
Here is Little Gavroche stirring everyone to follow him!
“Think you’re poor?
Think you’re free?
Follow me, follow me!”
Anakin Skywalker & Obi-Wan Kenobi ~ Obikin
I still had one of these! It’s stoooooooone old … o.o
what a strange dog
Getting ready for his icon.
M. When it rains/snows/storms.
Marius feels a thrill of apprehension as he hears a knocking
at his door over the howling of the wind. It isn’t a storm yet, not truly, but
neither is it a night to be about without business. And what business would
anyone have with him? Not a visitor then – perhaps a neighbor? That thought
does little to quiet Marius’ concerns, given what little he’s seen of them.
But when he opens his door, he finds the ever-smiling face
of Courfeyrac, soaked through and holding out a coat and umbrella – both
miraculously no more than damp.
“Ah, I am delighted to find you at home!” declares
Courfeyrac. “I doubt I’ll be back this way today if I can help it. I was
passing through on my way to visit some associates and wished to pay my
“Some…associates,” says Marius, doubtfully.
Courfeyrac waves a hand in dismissal of the implied
question, sending drops of rain flying. “I must introduce you soon – but never
mind that. I have discovered that this coat is the wrong color for me, and the
cut unflattering. But it would favor you – your build is more classical than
mine and your coloring a match for darker shades. Won’t you take it and spare
me the trouble of throwing it away?”
“I don’t want charity,” says Marius firmly. He may be cold,
and his old coat nearly as full of holes as his rooms are, but he stands on
that. He catches himself looking longingly at the proffered coat and umbrella
and makes himself look Courfeyrac in the face instead.
“Don’t call it charity,” says Courfeyrac mildly, “it’s no
more than a small favor to me if you take it. I do hate to waste such nice
fabric. And if you want to make the favor double, you may aid me by taking this
umbrella before my friends see it. They will tease me mercilessly.
Marius isn’t sure he believes him, but he takes the coat and
umbrella anyway, already feeling a little warmer for reasons he can’t explain.
I AM 100% OK WITH THIS TURNING INTO A CM FIC. 😀 And, AW, Courfeyrac, how utterly transparent can you be?? ^______^ AWWWWWW. Seriously, everything about this made me smile. Thank you!!
**throws kittenfluff into the void**
ok but consider:
-ferre coming home after a long day at the library and just plopping down at the dining table and taking off his glasses
-while he’s rubbing his eyes tiredly courf cleans his glasses on his own shirt and is, at the same time, super heart-eyes about sleepy ferre
-when ferre’s done he just automatically leans forward to get his glasses back
-ferre’s eyes are still half closed but there’s a silly half smile on his face and he looks so endearing so ofc courf’s heart starts fluttering
-but he places the glasses back on ferre ever so gently and pecks him on the nose and they both start giggling like the nerds they are