begitalarcos:

Soft lips are open, knuckles are pale

Feels like you’re dying, you’re dying

You, your sex is on fire

Consumed with what’s to transpire

Pairing: 00Q

Overall Rating: Explict

Summary: [00Q Jungle Book/Tarzan AU] Q is given a position on an expedition to central India. He heads out into the wilds of the Indian jungle with a small team led by renowned biologist who simply goes by the initial, M. One evening, Q is just trying to get some alone time away from M and Silva’s arguing, instead he gets himself lost in the jungle. In the midst of a wolf attack, he is rescued by a Wildman who he learns is called James.

[ I’M A HORRIBLE PERSON BUT LOOK IT’S ALMOST DONE! ]

modern day e/r » bakery au

            It was the early morning and Enjolras was already up and waiting at the end of a short queue at a local café. His face was wan and his eyes weary. He’d just spend the night protesting France’s overly strict immigration laws outside the Notre-Dame. The peaceful protest had all started out fine, until some rioters showed up and started antagonising the police. Things got hairy, but they had eventually calmed down. One hell of a night though.

            Enjolras was still staring up at the overhead menu when he reached the front of the line. Finally deciding upon his order, his gaze shifted from the menu to the barista. The words ‘double espresso’ stuck in his throat for a moment as he made eye contact with the young man behind the counter.

            The boy’s shock-blue eyes were what Enjolras noticed first. The stood out in sharp contrast to the raven-black curls dangling across his forehead where a red tuque was holding them down. He was stunning. He was smiling. Even after the night he’d had and even though he felt as trampled as tourist crowded Parisian streets, Enjolras couldn’t help but smile back.

            “Bonjour.”

            “Hi.”

            They stood there in silence for a long second. It was a silence that was only broken when the boy let out a little huff of a laugh.

            “Can I… get you anything?” he asked hesitantly.    

            Enjolras blinked. What the fuck was he doing? He let out an awkward laugh of his own, rubbing the back of his neck. “Double espresso, please.”

            “Double espresso, coming right up. I just need you name.”

            “Oh, ah, Enjolras.”

            “En-jol-ras,” the boy behind the counter drawled out his name in a way that made a pleasant tingle run up Enjolras’ spine.

            He scribbled away at the cup with a little smirk. “You know we’re having a pro patria special today, only twenty five sous for something red, white and blue.” He nodded towards the glass case that was standing to one side as he continued to scribble on the cup. The case was filled with an assortment of pastry decorated colourfully either with the colours of or to look like the nation’s flag.

            Enjolras had to bite back an amused snort. His face pinched.

            The barista winced. He seemed to find the expression off putting. “I know, it’s silly,” he stared with a blush.

            Enjolras cut in quickly. “It’s not. I love it. I’ll get two of those macaroons,” he requested with a smile.

            That had the boy doing a one eighty. His face lit up as he went to package up the sweets. “I’ll bring your order around when it’s finished!”

            Enjolras stood to the side and looked down at his watch. He had a class to get to that went from nine till noon. In the back of his mind he wondered if the boy would still be on shift if he came back afterwards. He was contemplating whether that would be construed as creepy when his order came up.

            “Enjolras.” The boy handed him a small paper bag and his drink. With a wide grin he said simply, “Enjoy.”

            “Merci.” Enjolras replied. The two of them shared a final glance and a smile before he left. He headed out into the busy street to begin his short trek to the Uni.

            As he walked, he glanced at his cup only to notice that at the bottom where it had once read, “the beverage you’re enjoying is extremely hot” had been edited slightly to read, “the beverage you’re enjoying is extremely hot”. It made him laugh, and look back over his shoulder towards the café.

            Cheeky. He smiled and shook his head. Enjolras decided he’d definitely be coming back. Looking at his cup again, he could see at the edge there was a little more writing and when he turned it he noticed that his name wasn’t even written anywhere. Scrawled in it’s place was the name ‘Grantaire’ followed by a neatly written phone number and the phrase ‘I’m off at 2’.

            It’s amazing how quickly time can fly by when you have something to look forward to.

(Source: marrymealittle)

Les Misérables Modern AU: Enjolras & Grantaire (requested by prideandprejudiceandkittens)

“I have a room upstairs. You could come by anytime, you could come by tonight.”

“You’re too drunk to be talking like that, Grantaire.”

“You’re not drunk enough.”

sailsflyseaward:

The Hobbit | Warfare AU

Trenches don’t talk, ranger graves don’t either. But if they did they’d say they saw the best of the best — the handful who steeled themselves come hell or high water. They carried themselves through dust and ash like it meant something.

And it did, didn’t it? In the end, it meant everything. 

(via kaetiegaard)

Title: Raised by Wolves [Chapter 3/?]

Pairing: 00Q

Rating: Mature

Summary: [A 00Q Jungle Book/Tarzan AU] Q is given a position on an expedition to central India. He heads out into the wilds of the Indian jungle with a small team led by renowned biologist who simply goes by the initial, M. One evening, Q is just trying to get some alone time away from M and Silva’s arguing, instead he gets himself lost in the jungle. In the midst of a wolf attack, he is rescued by a Wildman who he learns is called James.

[Still no art! AGAIN! FML!! TOMORROW I’LL TRY! For now I should probably sleep >_< ]

Title: Raised by Wolves [Chapter 2/?]

Pairing: 00Q

Rating: Mature

Summary: [A 00Q Jungle Book/Tarzan AU] Q is given a position on an expedition to central India. He heads out into the wilds of the Indian jungle with a small team led by renowned biologist who simply goes by the initial, M. One evening, Q is just trying to get some alone time away from M and Silva’s arguing, instead he gets himself lost in the jungle. In the midst of a wolf attack, he is rescued by a Wildman who he learns is called James.

lostwiginity:

Psychopath!AU 

The job has turned Bond into a restless, murdering, self mutilating maniac. That’s what happens if you only eat rat.

Title: Raised by Wolves [chapter 1/?]

Pairing: 00Q

Rating: Mature

Summary: [A 00Q Jungle Book/Tarzan AU] Q is given a position on an expedition to central India. He heads out into the wilds of the Indian jungle with a small team led by renowned biologist who simply goes by the initial, M. One evening, Q is just trying to get some alone time away from M and Silva’s arguing, instead he gets himself lost in the jungle. In the midst of a wolf attack, he is rescued by a Wildman who he learns is called James.

AU: Q won’t stand Bond smoking in bed. But sometimes he wakes up to it, and makes no effort to stop him.

↳ “I can see you watching me. Why haven’t you started barking at me yet?”
   ”Well it’s not my least favourite thing to wake up to.”

(via roddflanders)

christine-r14:

BONDLOCK ☼ After Bond gets poisened during a mission Mycroft Holmes handed him, Q’s and Sherlock’s worlds seem to crumble.

(Source: skyfallat221b, via brilandsurrounding)

milo36:

long time ago

NOOOOOOOOOOO OH GOD IT’S TOO CUTE

(via brilandsurrounding)

marielikestodraw:

dabidblaise:

00q AU: Chose your own backstory!

Well, then.

Yes…

tunaphis:

AU crossover: Moriarty’s name comes up as a person of interest to MI6. After the initial investigation Q is determined to find out why this madman is obsessed with his brother Sherlock.

(via xanseviera)

dabidblaise:

Inception AU: Arthur and Eames are lawyers.

(via kaetiegaard)