Jehan and Feuilly, since they’re the last of the barricade boys I hadn’t drawn yet. Plus Bahorel. One day I’ll post something better than messy sketches again.
Raspberry Treats - As Requested!
(I am a terrible prude but a certain someone started talking about a content, brick-depicted!Grantaire in more highly rated fics. I find it very hard to resist the lure of not handsome!Grantaire at the best of times, and even harder to resist caroll-in. It’s bad okay, but I tried.)
(Grantaire has portwine stains on his hands, neck and face, sorry, am actually unable to write him without them now.)
[too embarrassed to title; adapt song lyric of your choice]
NC17. (I’d say M on AO3)
(Tenses and my ability to write are not things that exist in this fic.)
Sometimes Enjolras likes to look without touching.
It’s a test of endurance.
Enjolras has always been good at denying what he wants in favour of what he needs. He drinks black coffee in the mornings although its too bitter for him to enjoy, and he drinks green tea in the evenings to soothe him into sleep despite the cooling dregs making him shudder in distaste. Sometimes however, he allows himself what he wants.
Grantaire is confident in his skin. In a way that Enjolras isn’t.
commission for tamara <33