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The Les Mis Anon Kink Meme, Round 5
accept no substitutes
10littlebullets wrote in makinghugospin
Since LJ seems to have finally capitulated to the Russian government and is now subject to Russian anti-obscenity laws, I'm not going to take a chance on sudden deletions. The Les Mis kinkmeme now lives at https://lesmiskinkmeme.dreamwidth.org/. (Round 5 here.) Everything has been backed up there. The LJ kinkmeme will stay up, but is now closed to new comments.


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This is sort of a reverse prompt

(Anonymous)
I found this prompt way back on Round 2, page 12 from February 17th, and I would like to fill it.

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I'd love to read something light with Enjolras actually happy. Either as a non-tragic!AU in which the barricades succed or after some other battle won, when les amis decide to comemorate the victory for the night before they need to get back to planning and working and wtv these college revolutionaries do

like, I'd like to read him joining his friends singing dirty songs, getting a little drunk, indulge in the boys' silly games, jokingly flirts with the barmaid, laugh out loud to stupid jokes and maybe even tell a story of his own. Would rather if it was either gen or e/r (with side cosette/Marius if you go with the AU because they're the cutest shit and I'd like the boys light heartedly joke and tease the new couple), but if you actually wan't to include other many ships I'm tots up to it.

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I was wondering if OP was still around, and if so, would you be okay with a modern college AU? That's what I'm going to write if I don't get a response, or if you don't mind. I'll make it e/r, and would be happy to provide marius/cosette on the side.
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Not OP

(Anonymous)
But I'd still enjoy reading this, just so you know :)
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Re: Not OP

(Anonymous)
Okay cool. I'll probably wait a day or two more to see if I hear back from OP, but then start writing. So feel free to check back then!
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Fill 1/

(Anonymous)
Potential OP, I got impatient and didn't want to study. This is what happened. If you exist and this isn't something you like, let me know and I'll try to whip something else up.

But here is Part 1 of my procrastination:

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It was a deal Enjolras isn’t sure he should have made.

Last week, he was convinced the current protest was going to fail. Two men had been caught kissing in the courtyard, and the school told them they would be suspended and unable to take their finals, meaning they effectively failed the semester. Apparently there was a law on the books that punished “blatant homosexual behavior,” and it was going to be enforced today. In 2013. Enjolras literally could not believe the inequality he saw around him, and what a surprise, he turned to Les Amis to start a protest.

He hadn’t been able to get the word out, initially. The campus newspaper had already decided their editorials throughout the end of the semester and it’s not like anyone but his closest friends read his social justice blog. (Well, at least, Combeferre reads it..)

So, he turned to Grantaire. The deal had been simple, really. Grantaire would make some posters for him, and if they won, Enjolras would take a night off from changing the world and drink with his friends. Yes, drink. Not just sit around while they were drinking, but imbibe in some real live alcohol. (He was desperate to win one protest, okay? It had been so long.)

And then, amazingly, they won. Grantaire’s gorgeous images of two men holding hands, looking so in love, just could not be denied, and the protest turned big enough to get the administration to pay attention. The suspension was suspended. The boys could take their finals, and all was well in the world.

Except now Enjolras had to drink. Oh god, what had he gotten himself into?

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2/1

(Anonymous)
They gather at the Musain, of course. It was pretty empty, it being Tuesday and all. Only part of the gang was there. Combeferre, Courfeyrac, Marius and Cosette, Jehan, Eponine. Bossuet had a test in the morning, but Joly and Musichetta were celebrating in his absence. And, of course, Grantaire. He could not be more delighted that he was going to witness Enjolras’s first real drink.

Enjolras ordered a Guinness. He vaguely remembered it being popular when he was on holiday in Ireland. Besides, beer is only 5% alcohol. Harmless, right?

And then Courfeyrac suggested they play a drinking game. Never have I ever, the game was called.

“Could you please explain the rules?”

“Sure, my dear Enjolras, what fun we are going to have. So we stay in the circle we’re sitting in, and everyone takes turns naming a thing they’ve never, ever done. The person whose turn it is, and all other people who haven’t done that thing, take the dri—“

“Courf, that’s not how you play,” Grantaire pipes up, taking a seat on Enjolras’s right, characteristic wine bottle in hand.

“Yes, it is, R,” Courfeyrac says, his eyes appearing to twinkle mischievously. “Of course that’s how you play. Enjolras, why don’t you go first?”

Enjolras feels like he’s being duped. But it is, apparently, his turn. “I have never been to Asia!”

“Of all the things you’ve never done, Enjolras, that’s what you come up with?” Eponine glares at him in disbelief, as Combeferre rolls his eyes and Courfeyrac groans.

Enjolras doesn’t know how to play petty drinking games, obviously. At least there are nine more people before it gets back to him, he has time to figure it out. He takes a sip of his drink, and quite unfortunately, spits it right back out.

“Guys, I knew it would was mean to let him order the Guinness. You couldn’t have encouraged him toward an IPA, or something?”

“Combeferre, don’t be ridiculous,” says Courfeyrac. “We weren’t the ones to get him into this little mess. He did it to himself. Cosette – you next.”

Cosette, sitting on Enjolras’s left, giggles. “I’ve never been with a girl.”

Courfeyrac wiggles his eyebrows in that ridiculous way of his. “Been with?”

“You know – sex!” squeals Cosette, as she turns bright red. Eponine and Musichetta raise their glasses at the same time, making a toasting gesture as the girls drink together. Enjolras drinks with them, this time managing to get the tiny sip down his throat this time.

Marius appears to be next. “Well, in that case – I’ve never been with a boy.”

Enjolras picks up his beer, and Marius, Courfeyrac, Combeferre and Jehan follow suit. Joly, confirming what everyone already knew about the nature of his relationship, does not.

Grantaire does not.

Combeferre is up next. “I’ve never ever skinnydipped.”

Enjolras is on to Courfeyrac’s rules change. Of course he should have realized his friends would take advantage of the one night he agrees to join in their festivities. Of course. Cosette and Marius drink, though give each other devious glances as they sip. Enjolras stomachs down another sip as Joly and Musichetta raise their glasses.

Grantaire does not lift up his wine bottle.

Dammit, why Enjolras is noticing when Grantaire doesn’t drink? Probably because it’s such a rarity, he rationalizes. Definitely because it’s so rare. Not because he cares what Grantaire does in his spare time. Not at all.
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