brave, a spendthrift, prodigal

Independent Bahorel Roleplaying Blog. May have NSFW both muse and rp'er are of age.

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"Why are you so angry?" ( agoodnaturedman)

"Why am I angry? Why are you not angry? They’re cutting down the oldest tree in the park! Don’t you see how terrible that is?”

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  "But it’s been here longer than the people who want to destroy it! Who says they have the right to mess with nature like that?" 

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"Well shit, do you want to go tie ourselves to the tree to stop them? Or we can file a petition. Shit, I don't know Jehan. Saving the earth isn't really my thing." 

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"Why are you so angry?" ( agoodnaturedman)

"Why am I angry? Why are you not angry? They’re cutting down the oldest tree in the park! Don’t you see how terrible that is?”

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"No? I mean its just an old tree Jehan. One that i'm pretty sure has tree rot and other disgusting tree diseases." 

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another long night; another bar fight | open rp

Going out and getting into a fight was pretty normal for Bahorel. 

It wasn't that he didn't like going out and spending the night in a more relaxed way, namely just drinking with friends and not reaction when people wanted to start shit. But because he was big, loud and covered in tattoos it seemed as though he just attracted trouble without even trying. 

Which was exactly what happened tonight. He had been out, just trying to enjoy a beer or two before going home. Then he saw some guys hassling a group of girls and couldn't just sit back and let it happen. Instead Bahorel threw himself between the two groups and tried to get the guys to back off. What it got him was a punch to the face that blackened his eye and has his nose bleeding profusely onto his face. But the other guys looked much, much worse. 

It left Bahorel stumbling through the streets, pinching his nose to keep from bleeding all over himself even more. That made him accidentally bump into someone and probably splatter blood all over them as well. 

"Fuck -- sorry. I can't really see through the blood, and swollen eye." Bahorel apologized, squinting at the other person. 

[agoodnaturedman-blog]

"Oh, it's you."

12. My muse has gathered to courage to confess to yours. Unfortunately, the timing is awkward and my muse has to change their confession halfway after an interruption or sudden lack of confidence.

It wasn’t like he was the first person to fall in love with their enigmatic leader, nor would he be the last at the rate that Enjolras went through people’s lives. But Bahorel had a hard time just sitting back and letting his feelings fester, he was always loud and up front about what he wanted. Even if what he wanted was the same person everyone else wanted. 

They were all hanging around at a coffee shop when he decided to do it, Bahorel walked up to Enjolras and clasped his shoulder lightly. “Hey, Enj can I talk to you in private really quick?” He questioned, smiling a little tensely at the blond as he waited for him to stand up and follow him away from the rest of their friends. 

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  Enjolras stared at Bahorel through his whole mini-speech, slightly panicked but trying to make sure he stayed calm and rational. “Ah… I..” he thought for a moment, furrowing his brows slightly, “A-alright,” he looked into his eyes again, giving him a tentative smile, “We can try it.”

[agoodnaturedman-blog]

This entire thing was antagonizing and awful, Bahorel really just wanted to throw in the towel. But he had already come this far, and he couldn't stop now. Even if rejection seemed imminent. 

Except -- it wasn't. Enjolras agreed, even if it was tentatively. 

"Really? You'll actually let a knuckle-dragger like me take you out on a date?" He questioned, his mouth curling into a rather charming smile. "Because if you are teasing me that's just cruel and unusual." he warned, his hand ruffling through the back of his hair as his face flushed in pleasure. "When can I take you out?" 

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( so who wants to deal with bahorel tonight? i’m feeling him really hard right now. ) 

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( do you guys want one open starter or unique ones? i have nothing better to do so i can do either! except for you rachel, you get replies to already open threads lol )

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( so who wants to deal with bahorel tonight? i'm feeling him really hard right now. ) 

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You. Me. Bed. Now. ( agoodnaturedman)

"What?" He blinked at him. "You want that —?"

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Feuilly managed to relax long enough to let Bahorel prep him, breathing deeply in and out and only making occasional noises. He let him know that he was ready with a nod of his raised head and a “Yes, yes,” and then he sucked in a breath and clutched onto the sheets as Bahorel entered him. He let out some quiet, breathy words, and then just breathed as he waited to adjust and to feel ready for more.

When he did, he bit his lip and pushed back on the other. “Go on,” he said.

[agoodnaturedman-blog]

Bahorel was shaking with the strain of not moving his hips too soon once he was inside of Feuilly. The man was hot, tight and utterly perfect simply because it was actually Feuilly and not some nameless stranger he was having sex with to replace him. "Fuck." Bahorel groaned when the man's hips moved, and his hands secured themselves on Feuilly's hip to hold him in place as he fucks in to him slow and deep. "You're perfect." He sighed, leaning down to kiss Feuilly's shoulders as he moved at a slow pace in and out. 

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MASTER POST OF ALL DRABBLES!! || Always Accepting! || Feel Free To Reblog And Add More!

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"Oh, it's you."

12. My muse has gathered to courage to confess to yours. Unfortunately, the timing is awkward and my muse has to change their confession halfway after an interruption or sudden lack of confidence.

It wasn’t like he was the first person to fall in love with their enigmatic leader, nor would he be the last at the rate that Enjolras went through people’s lives. But Bahorel had a hard time just sitting back and letting his feelings fester, he was always loud and up front about what he wanted. Even if what he wanted was the same person everyone else wanted. 

They were all hanging around at a coffee shop when he decided to do it, Bahorel walked up to Enjolras and clasped his shoulder lightly. “Hey, Enj can I talk to you in private really quick?” He questioned, smiling a little tensely at the blond as he waited for him to stand up and follow him away from the rest of their friends. 

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  Enjolras pushed his hair impatiently out of his face as it slipped loose from his tie, watching Bahorel carefully. Even he could see that the other seemed to be uneasy, and he gave him an encouraging nod. Enjolras blinked at the admission, staring at him in surprise with wide eyes. “You’re… in love with me…? I… Bahorel I had no idea..”

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"I know you didn't." Bahorel said soothing, knowing that Enjolras was likely going to feel embarrassed and awkward about all of this. "And I understand that you don't, really. I mean i'm just a brute." He muttered, scratching his neck nervously. "But I couldn't just not tell you....you deserve to know that sort of thing. And I was hoping you'd maybe give me a chance?" He questioned, knowing he was likely asking too much but not being able to help himself. "Just let me take you on a date or two, if it doesn't work out no harm done and we stay friends. I just....you're like nothing else i've even seen Enj I gotta give it a shot." 

[agoodnaturedman-blog]

"Oh, it's you."

12. My muse has gathered to courage to confess to yours. Unfortunately, the timing is awkward and my muse has to change their confession halfway after an interruption or sudden lack of confidence.

It wasn’t like he was the first person to fall in love with their enigmatic leader, nor would he be the last at the rate that Enjolras went through people’s lives. But Bahorel had a hard time just sitting back and letting his feelings fester, he was always loud and up front about what he wanted. Even if what he wanted was the same person everyone else wanted. 

They were all hanging around at a coffee shop when he decided to do it, Bahorel walked up to Enjolras and clasped his shoulder lightly. “Hey, Enj can I talk to you in private really quick?” He questioned, smiling a little tensely at the blond as he waited for him to stand up and follow him away from the rest of their friends. 

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Enjolras moved further back into the apartment with Bahorel, motioning towards the couch for him to sit before sitting down as well. “Okay..” he nodded, head cocking to the side as he waited for Bahorel to start speaking.

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Letting out a deep sigh Bahorel ruffled his own hair, ducking his head and trying to find his words. Usually he was so much braver than this, it was almost a little embarrassing really. "All right, so I was telling the truth earlier when I saw I really admired you." Bahorel started, finally deciding to just swallow his pride and say it. "Fuck, what i've been trying to say is that I'm in love with you, okay? I've been in love with you for months." Bahorel just blurted out. 

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yes i would like some montparnasse / bahorel please?  please and thank you 

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and enjolrases. oh man i love bahorel/enjolras. 

[agoodnaturedman-blog]

yes i would like some montparnasse / bahorel please?  please and thank you 

[xyoungwolf-deactivated20140417]

You. Me. Bed. Now. ( agoodnaturedman)

"What?" He blinked at him. "You want that —?"

[xyoungwolf-deactivated20140417]

The truth was that Feuilly hoped that this would not be just one night. He didn’t just sleep with people because he was attracted to them — in fact, he didn’t even look at anyone sexually until he had genuine feelings for them. He knew how he felt about Bahorel, though of course, his feelings may not be reciprocated, and he was prepared to deal with that later, if he had to.

He clutched the pillow and resisted the urge to grind his hips into the bed as Bahorel was doing that. “O-okay-” he said, in response to the other’s words. 

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He wanted Feuilly every day, every hour if he could. But Bahorel didn't want to voice that when they were already having sex in case that ruined everything. So he focused on stretching the other man, slowly and steadily while his hand massaged comfortably at the man's back. As careful as he was being Bahorel ended up finishing preparing Feuilly before the man could start complaining about him being so slow. "You're ready?" He questioned, leaning forward to kiss the back of Feuilly's neck, tracing the man's spine with his lips until he reached he small of the man's back. 

Rolling on he condom Bahorel gripped at the man's hips softly before lining himself up. He waited until Feuilly gave him the go-ahead before pressing in slowly, stroking the man's skin comfortingly as he went. 

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"Oh it's you"

6. My muse is doing their grocery shopping, bundled up in their less than flattering but more than comfortable hoodie, and trying to nurse a hangover and accidentally crashes into your trolley; oh the horror!

It was ten a.m. on a Sunday morning which really meant that no matter where he was, Bahorel was terribly hung over. Wrapped in a hoodie that was overly worn with faded lettering from his hometown gym with his hair messy and flopping against his forehead Bahorel looked as hungover as he felt. A basket half-full of food was slung over his arm and he was in the middle of a jaw-cracking yawn when all of the sudden he turns a corner and runs straight into a shopping cart. It nearly falls over but he manages to reach out and grasp on to it. Though the loud rattling noise makes his head hurt to the point that he winces. 

"Shit, sorry. I’m probably too hung over to be in public." Bahorel apologized with a sigh as he reached up and rubbed at his temple with his free hand. He hoped he looked as bed as he felt so the other man would take pity and not get annoying and yell at him for his honest mistake. That might Bahorel just want to punch the guy. 

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  He blushed at his words and shook his head, “You say such silly things, you’ll get in trouble for that one day.” He smiled and then nodded a little, “Okay, take me out for coffee and we’ll be even.” He hummed happily, still picking things off the shelves for Bahorel. “These types of food always help but you should try this first, helps me every time.” He paused, “You’re going to need lots of water and stuff. his so far is all kind of feel better food that I like but soup helps, vegetable soup.” He hummed and headed down that aisle, “You should really be at home resting before you ask boys you meet in the supermarket on coffee dates.”

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"I get in trouble for things all the time, it wouldn't be anything knew." Really Bahorel needed to be more careful but he was hardly one to think before acting. He was still standing so obviously it had worked out for him pretty well, more or less. He followed Jehan around obediently, allowing the other man to pull things off the shelf and placing them in a basket without a second glance. "Well, luckily I have a working sink at home so drinking water won't be too hard." Bahorel teased as he followed the red head into the soup aisle. "I like things with a little more meat in it than vegetable soup." He offered, wondering if the other man would care or if he'd be eating vegetable soup simply because the beautiful red head told him to.

"But if I was at home I wouldn't have been able to ask you out to get coffee, and that would have been a shame." He said with a wink, grinning crookedly at Jehan as he did so.

[feuillyadoptelesgens-old]

A Quiet Stroll || Open

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Feuilly would have gone a bit more with his praise if it weren’t for the fact that Bahorel annoyed him with his comment. He made a face at his friend and shook his head. “I weigh just enough…I think. Last time I saw a doctor my weight was average…but that was a while ago I guess. I may have lost some in the meantime.” He shrugged. He really didn’t care to pay attention to that. He was always busy, so worrying about whether or not he needed to gain a pound was not remotely interesting to him. His health was decent enough, so by his own diagnosis he was healthy currently.

He glanced around the apartment curiously for a moment before he followed Bahorel over to the kitchen, not wanting to go anywhere that Bahorel might not like him to be. He was a curious house guest but he was not rude. Feuilly shrugged. “Um…a beer I guess?” He sometimes drank beer to unwind and it appealed to him more than some fancy juice that he knew nothing about. Feuilly had simple pleasures and that was alright with him. He didn’t need anything in excess or out of the ordinary.

"Thanks again Bahorel, I didn’t even realize how hungry I was until you offered…" Feuilly often was too exhausted to consider dinner, as that required some energy that he hardly ever had. But this offer was really too good to pass up. He smiled and stood there awkwardly, eyeing Bahorel’s couch rather longingly. "Would you mind if I sat down?"

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Bahorel grabbed the other man a beer, handing it off to him as the microwave heated up their food. It was nice to have company in his apartment anyways, usually it was quiet and a little suffocating because of it. Hence the reason he usually found himself wandering out to bars or a friend's home in order to keep himself entertained. Usually it just ended with him getting in trouble though, which meant he should really just invest in a good sound system in order to keep him calm while he was stuck at home.

"After working as long as you did, I don't see how you couldn't be starving." Bahorel was starving just after letting a bunch of rugrats try and beat on him for a couple of hours and he hardly considered that work. At the man's awkward posture and extremely stupid question Bahorel let out a laugh. "Of course I don't mind. Make yourself at home, seriously. What's mind is yours." He assured the man, walking into the kitchen when the microwave stopped to grab the two places of food and forks for them. Setting the first plate in Feuilly's lap he took a seat right next to the other man, his arm slinging over the back of the couch and just over Feuilly's shoulders. 

"I'll understand if you don't like it, I usually just cook for myself so I have no idea if anyone else would find my food edible." He said with a crooked grin before starting to eat. He figured that once they were almost done and Feuilly was exhausted from eating so much he would urge the man to stay. As the meal dragged on he constantly looked at the clock and finally when it seemed late enough he just went for it. "Since its late and you're tired, you should probably just stay here tonight. I'll let you borrow some clothes." Bahorel offered, turning to look at the man as he spoke. 

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You. Me. Bed. Now. ( agoodnaturedman)

"What?" He blinked at him. "You want that —?"

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Leaning forward Bahorel kissed Feuilly’s cheek before climbing over the man enough to get the lube and condoms out of the man’s dresser. “I’m going to take such good care of you.” He promised, sliding his hands down Feuilly’s front again before gripping at his hips. “Roll onto your stomach, gonna make this nice and easy.” Bahorel didn’t know the last time Feuilly had sex but no matter what he was going to take good care of him by prepping the other man slow and sweet.

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Feuilly had no doubts in his mind that Bahorel would take good care of him. He obliged, rolling over onto his stomach, and waited, breathing in and out slowly. He bit his lip, thinking about what would happen next. It had been a long time, and he had wanted Bahorel for so long, and finally — he didn’t even feel self conscious about his body or his actions; he just wanted.

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With Feuilly laid out on his stomach in front of him Bahorel couldn't help but run large, warm hands over the man's back and ass to rest on the back of his thighs. "Even better than what I used to jerk off to." He teased in a low, rumbling tone as he pulled his hands away to coat fingers with lube. He took it slow, pressing one into Feuilly while his free hand rubbed the small of the man's back. "Just tell me when you're good, we have all night. Or at least until the next job takes you away from me." Bahorel assured. He wasn't sure if he would get just one night, if so then he was going to savor it for as long as possible. 

[agoodnaturedman-blog]

"Oh- It's you."

5. My muse comes home late and find yours asleep on the stairs because they were waiting up.

Bahorel doesn’t get done bouncing at the club on Friday nights until nearly four a.m. and it is nearly five by the time he gets back to his apartment. He’s barely awake himself, the soda and energy drinks he’d been having only really doing so much. But he wakes up instantly when he sees Eponine curled up and asleep on the stairs up to his flat. He’s the only one who he thinks she would know here and he doesn’t understand why Eponine has come to him but he figures whatever reason she has is a good one. 

Not bothering to wake the girl up he leans down and picks her up easily, leaning her against his chest as he walks to his door and manages to get it open. From there Bahorel lays her on the couch and goes to find an extra blanket or two to cover her with. They could talk in the morning, or whenever she managed to wake up. 

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It’s fucking late, that’s all Éponine really knows. There was a reason as to why she had come looking for Bahorel, but it was long forgotten. She still waited for him though, because she had nothing better to do on a Friday night. It was also very cold, and that’s how she ended up curled up and asleep on the stairs to his flat, her thin sweater barely doing anything to keep her warm. Not the worse place she’s fallen asleep on if she had to be honest.

Sleeping out on the streets has caused her to become a very light sleeper, so when Bahorel picks her up, she feels it. Still, she doesn’t bother in making sure it’s him, she could simply tell by how he smells. When he sets the blankets over her, she feels warmth cover her, a hum escaping her lips. She mumbles an incoherent thank you and soon enough, she’s fast asleep. She wakes up very late the next day and it takes her some moments to realize where she is.

          “’Rel?”

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Bahorel takes a spare blanket from the closet and his comforter off of his bed to cover Eponine with. When he’d been carrying her inside he could feel her chilled skin through her clothes, which had been extremely alarming to say the least. He gave off enough body heat not to need the comforter anyways, it usually ended up tangling around his feet while he slept with just a sheet covering him up. He leans down and brushes a strand of hair from her face after Eponine mumbles at him, shaking his head as he does so. 

He ends up getting a decent amount of sleeping, waking up at noon and then doing stuff around the house. All while keeping an eye out for when Eponine would wake up. He’s sitting in the kitchen reading a book Feuilly lent him when he hears her voice. ” ‘M right here Ponine.” He calls out before standing and walking over to the couch, taking a seat on the arm opposite her head. “How’re you feeling?”