In the 1910s, a large group of struggling young people from all over the United States have all been declared criminally insane and sent to an asylum off somewhere in the rainy Pacific Northwest. In this fateful asylum, they will discover true love and friendship, betrayal and denial, abuse and racism and, homophobia. But maybe, they will also find themselves.

College AU. In reality, most people wouldn't be so forgiving about having trash thrown in their face. Written for a prompt on Tumblr.

"I can hear every blood word you guys are saying. No wonder people hate sleepin' next to you shanks." Newt had only repeated what he had heard from Gally before, of course, but it's another thing entirely to actually not only be woken up by their talking, but to actually hear /what/ they're talking about. {Pre-slash Newtmas in ch1, official in ch2. Minor Thomesa and Galby.}

Enjolras, usually the one with a way with words sometimes needs a little help in awkward, alcohol fuelled situations. E/R.

He has nothing of Grantaire's. Nothing. The man who had saved his life, allowed him to live and breathe while he perished, and Enjolras had no letters, not even a scrap of writing. / Canon Era fic where Enjolras survives.

Prompt: "My sibling got lost in IKEA and I need you to help me find them" AU In which Enjolras and Cosette are siblings, and Grantaire happened to be in the right place at the right time.

Grantaire works at Starbucks, and he despises the hipsters who flock the place. So when he is met with a gorgeous customer who is not a hipster, and resembles a Greek God, it's enough to make Grantaire forget his name. Good thing the customer looks exactly like Apollo.

When Grantaire first met Enjolras, his life was falling apart. His restaurant was failing. So, when he boasted to Enjolras that he made the best Crab Napoleon in the city, no one would have expected that Grantaire could ever live up to that boast. This wasn't a romantic comedy... this was real life. And real life just didn't work that way. (Simply Irresistible AU, e/R bg C/C)

Enjolras takes great pains to avoid meeting his soulmate. He prefers small businesses to corporate conglomerates anyway. Based on a tumblr post. WELCOME TO STARBUCKS story 2

It was supposed to be a lazy evening, but instead of getting pizza Cosette and Grantaire end up with demons swarming their house, complete with a gorgeous blond man and a bad-tempered girl wielding guns. Neither of them are sure what the hell is going on, but everything is about to change. Cosette/Marius, background E/R, Eponine/Combeferre, and Courfeyrac/Jehan

Enjolras is exhausted and just wants to sleep... But first, he phones Grantaire.

"People say "I love you" in a lot of different ways: 'eat something' 'buckle up' 'get some sleep' 'here have my fries' 'i'm gonna draw you something' 'you're a dork' 'be safe' 'you can have the last slice' 'did you get home okay'"

"I'm Napoleon Bonaparte, come back from the dead to fight your ideals." Courfeyrac has a costume party, and Enjolras falls in love.

Enjolras hates parties. He hates cheap beer and dancing and crowds. And he especially hates this asshole who won't leave him alone... Enter Grantaire.

Grantaire finds himself sat on the same bench in the same art gallery trying to clear his head, that is until his eye is caught by a certain man in red... then he is plagued by some strange dreams or maybe even memories. Reincarnated AU, modern day.

he isn't sure how it always ends up being them. they're like someone's sick idea of a constellation, stars threaded throughout time, always finding each other in some profound way. the first time had been, he thinks (he's probably wrong. he's usually wrong), 1832. (reincarnation e/r fic)

Au. Combeferre had been ignoring Enjolras ever since he came back, and Enjolras doesn't understand why. Part three of my Blue October series. Songfic: Incoming by Blue October.

Enjolras is not a coward. He's just very bad with feelings. E/R. Modern AU.

(Really short and really cheesy St. V's day drabble.) Enjolras needs reassurance from Grantaire after Jehan and Courfeyrac have a rough break up.

"I'm singing in the rain, just singing in the rain; What a wonderful feeling, I'm happy again." Arthur Freed The rain brings out a very different Grantaire.

'I love you' isn't a race... Its a competition. And for Enjolras, he'll be damned if he'll let himself lose it. Grantaire remains clueless. Modern ExR ficlet. Established Relationship. Lovey-dovey fluff. AU, of course. *cries* WHY CAN'T THEY JUST BE TOGETHER? A little OOC. Humorous, I guess. Please R&R. I will love you forever. Rating is for mild language.

"Grantaire has always known the ending." Optimism is for his friends. Grantaire has another motive.

Grantaire cannot always disguise his fear of the future, and the nights when it catches up with him are agonizing. E/R established relationship, canon era movie!verse.

Enjolras' first and last kiss was with a man and his name was Grantaire. [e/R, TW non-canonical canon character death]

Grantaire should've known that it was destined to be a bad day when he woke up around ten in the morning with a splitting headache. Modern AU, Enjolras/Grantaire. Based off a prompt from tumblr.