#dannypuro

[thepiecesofcait]

I am once again drawing scenes from a @dannypuro fic.

Dairy farm Airbnb? Sensibly sassy Feuilly?? Enjolras accosted by goats??? I am obsessed.

Read it here!

[darrenandaaron]

Baby, You Get Me Hard(ware, At Your Hardware Store) by dannyPURO (wordcount: 3,748)

Enjolras moved into the apartment above the little hardware store because it was cheap. He did not pick it for the decor. He did not pick it for the noticeable lack of centralized heating and air conditioning. He did not pick it for the loud clattering from downstairs that awakens him every morning at 8:45 sharp. He did not pick it for the lack of specific address that means he, as well the residents of the other two apartments in the building, must go downstairs to fetch his mail every day.

“Apollo!”

Oh.

Enjolras did not pick this apartment for the man who works here Mondays through Thursdays, or his tattoos, or his crooked grin, or the infuriating way he always tries to analyze whatever it is he needs to purchase in the most inaccurate way he can.

[darrenandaaron]

The “Stop Being Such A Fucking Mess” Agenda by dannyPURO (wordcount: 3,425)

Grantaire has a plan: he’s going to ask Enjolras out on a date, and then kiss him exactly once, maybe just on the cheek. Enjolras will say no to the date. Enjolras will gently but coldly rebuke him. And then Grantaire will make himself get over him.

It’s actually one small section of what he affectionately calls his "Stop Being Such A Fucking Mess" plan, but, admittedly, it’s an important one. Being hopelessly, desperately in love with Enjolras hasn’t exactly made him feel particularly good about himself, nor has it made him drink less, nor has it made him go to sleep early instead of staying up all night painting somebody he can never have.