don’t become real life friends with me if you are embarrassed by people staring because I sing in grocery stores and dance in restaurants and tell people working drive-through windows that they’re doing fantastically at their jobs
people are always staring at me, but I’m also always making people laugh and I think maybe that’s worth it
yeah, of course! I’ll have it up in a moment!
Enjolras/Grantaire - Hospital AU
Enjolras is a first year surgeon, forced to late nights in the ‘pit’, stitching up drunkards and giving out aspirin. Grantaire comes into the hospital one night needing stitches and ends up having to be there for a few hours during Enjolras’ shift. He leaves without much consequence, but shows up again the next week. Except this time he’s accompanying his friend Joly, who is convinced that he’s sick. Enjolras and Grantaire snark at one another while Enjolras runs check ups on Joly, until there’s no more excuses and the two friends have to leave, but not before Grantaire manages to get Enjolras’ number.
“I can’t go and have coffee with you; I’m on duty.”
“I won’t be off until 6am.”
“So I’ll wait here in these wonderfully comfortable chairs.”
“You can’t sit here. You’re not a patient.”
“What about if I come back with a concussion or a broken arm?”
“…would you actually do that?”
“I’m considering it.”
“You’re an idiot.”
“I know. So, coffee?”
“I’ll give you my number.”
This one goes out to my best friend, thegrandr, who broke her finger today and had to go to hospital.
thank you very much. that really does mean a lot to me. I worry quite a bit about my writing, and this mess has made me rather nervous about my characterizations. thank you.
forget Gatsby/Daisy or Gatsby/Old Sport, the sexual tension between Gatsby and the green light is parallel to none
my dad has undergone a lot of surgeries and once the doctors gave him morphine as we were watching Superman cartoons and he told me that “Superman got his powers because the people drilled holes in him and the holes filled with gasoline and he grew bigger than the albino tigers.”
seek vengeance on the alpaca overlord that murdered my parents when I was a but a wee lad
oh, poor baby. come right over here and let me love on you.
oh, my sweet darling. I am sending you all my love and all my good thoughts. I’m always here for you.
when I was in 8th grade, my parents transferred me to a Catholic school and apparently I was the only person in the class that had been to a public middle school, so I told them that they actually teach you how to have sex in Sex Ed and that I had scored highest in my class in eating a girl out.
the next day a bishop’s daughter walks up to me and asks if I could show her my “promiscuous oral skills”
Ella Fitzgerald - Someone To Watch Over Me
I’m a little lamb who’s lost in the wood
I know I could, always be good
To one who’ll watch over me
Although he may not be the man some
Girls think of as handsome
To my heart he carries the key
Won’t you tell him please to put on some speed
Follow my lead, oh, how I need
Someone to watch over me