I taste you on my lips, and I can't get rid of you.
Eponine x Grantaire x Enjolras
So,I want to have a Track List for the Les Amis and…I NEED SONGS!! Please message me some songs who would fit into my list for the barricade boys and so on ^^ Love you all ♡
Imagine Enjolras drunk with a pink bunny costume.
he would jump around the whole town with a red flag and scream very loudly and drunk: VIVE LA FRANCE! FREEDOM FOR ALL THE BUNNYS IN THE WORLD!
SEND ME A ♪ I WILL PUT MUSIC ON SHUFFLE AND GIVE YOU A SONG AND MY FAVORITE LINE FROM IT
REASONS TO DATE ME
- im really pretty if im the only one in the room and theres no one to compare me to
- really though i have nice hair and i’d let u play with it
- also nice lips
- im very nice
- id probably never make you feel bad abt yourself and if i did i’d apologize for like 3000 yrs afterwards
- i’ll laugh at ur jokes
- i’ll always want to make out or be touching in some way
- i wear lots of sweaters so im basically adorable
- i’ll love u a lot
the way to become my friend in one easy step:
- talk about musicals (✿◠‿◠)
“No one really needs me,” he says, and there’s no self-pity in his voice. It’s true his family doesn’t need him. They will mourn him, as will a handful of friends. But they will get on. Even Haymitch, with the help of a lot of white liquor, will get on. I realize only one person will be damaged beyond repair if Peeta dies. Me.
“I do,” I say. “I need you.” He looks upset, takes a deep breath as if to begin a long argument, and that’s no good, no good at all, because he’ll start going on about Prim and my mother and everything and I’ll just get confused. So before he can talk, I stop his lips with a kiss.
enjolras getting drunk and letting it show how much he loves all of his friends and calling them brothers like “ohh! courfrèreyac and combefrère! frère de meaux, proufrère, frèrelllly! bahofrère, frèreuilly… and… grantaire.” and then grantaire’s face drops from laughing at…