Joly, ‘Chetta and Bossuet call R “kid” because they have adopted him. That’s it. He’s their adopted child. *wipes tears away*

grantaire-the-drunken-artist:

just-french-me-up:

Musichetta : Be careful with your diet, love, bad cholesterol runs in the family

Grantaire : Why does that matter? I’m adopted!

Bossuet, slamming his fist against the fridge : What? Oh my God! Who told you?

Grantaire: Bossuet, I’m older than you..

vintage-jehan:

Little Les Amis & Co. summer things

  • night time gatherings in Jehan’s roof garden, city lights and the smell of flowers
  • Bossuet’s collection of the most ridiculously patterned swimming trunks (from neon colours to flamingos to surfing dinosaurs)
  • the explosion of freckles in Feuilly’s face after the first really sunny day
  • Grantaire using pencils to tie up his hair
  • Joly carrying around at least three bottles of sunscreen after Enjolras
    turns up with his skin matching the colour of his jacket (It’s red.
    Like. Lobster red.)

  • Courfeyrac and The Great Seduce Combeferre Plan Of 2K16 (which literally consists of a never ending array of the shortest hot pants imaginable)
  • Combeferre and The Great Seduce Courfeyrac Plan Of 2K16 (including tight, short sleeved button-ups because tattoos and also biceps)
  • Bahorel arranging both of said plans
  • Musichetta barefoot with long swinging maxi skirts

  • Cosette teaching Gavroche how to make flower crowns and everyone getting into a competition to get him to give them the first one
  • Éponine trying not to get caught smiling fondly at the slightly crooked flower crown on her head but refusing to take it off
  • Montparnasse’s choked off sobs in the distance when Marius shows up in socks and sandals

hellooo you’re taking prompts!! that is very good of you!! :D if you’re in the mood, can i request some Joly/Musichetta/Bossuet (platonic or otherwise, R-involving or otherwise) set in spaaace? or with awkward parental meetings? or (somehow, miraculously) both? :)

theladyragnell:

(I also had a prompt from @mayleavestars for JMBR coffee shop in space, so clearly I had to do space, coffee shop, and meeting the parents all at once!)

Joly looks up in alarm when Bossuet
skids into the shop during an afternoon lull, his momentum finally
stopped by the counter when he runs into it and promptly bangs his
personal communicator down on it. “I am ruining our weekend plans,”
says Bossuet.

“Did you forget an appointment
again?” Grantaire calls from the kitchen, where he’s making a batch
of his moon-famous muffins. “I keep telling you, we really need to
start a calendar for all of us so when we get Bahorel and Jehan to
cover for a day or two we can make the most of it.”

“I got a message from my parents,”
says Bossuet, eyes wide, and Joly freezes, because Bossuet adores his
parents, so it must be bad news. Musichetta, who has been ignoring
them with enviable serenity from where she’s planning out the week’s
menu, looks up, so it must be serious. “They bought tickets here
without telling me and they’re arriving this afternoon. On the next
shuttle. Mom sent the message from Earthport so I wouldn’t have time
to prepare myself.”

That is … not disastrous. But it is
definitely very nerve-wracking. Joly takes a deep breath and can
almost feel Musichetta and Grantaire taking one in tandem. He
recovers from his deep breath first. “Um, can I ask why?”

“She said something about bringing
the earth to the moon colony if the moon colony won’t come to earth,
but really it’s to meet you two. Well, three, I keep telling them you
aren’t technically our boyfriend, R, but you’re my roommate, so they
insist.”

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eirenical:

Les Mis Modern Aesthetic, Musichetta

“And you, Jolllly, where do you stand in your entanglement with Mamselle—you know whom I mean?”

“She sulks at me with cruel patience.”

“Yet you are a lover to soften the heart with gauntness.”

“Alas!”

“In your place, I would let her alone.”

“That is easy enough to say.”

“And to do. Is not her name Musichetta?”

“Yes. Ah! my poor Bahorel, she is a superb girl, very literary, with tiny feet, little hands, she dresses well, and is white and dimpled, with the eyes of a fortune-teller. I am wild over her.”

Les Miserables, Victor Hugo, 3.4.4

Face Claim: Kate Menson

Les Mis Modern Aesthetic, Musichetta

“And you, Jolllly, where do you stand in your entanglement with Mamselle—you know whom I mean?”

“She sulks at me with cruel patience.”

“Yet you are a lover to soften the heart with gauntness.”

“Alas!”

“In your place, I would let her alone.”

“That is easy enough to say.”

“And to do. Is not her name Musichetta?”

“Yes. Ah! my poor Bahorel, she is a superb girl, very literary, with tiny feet, little hands, she dresses well, and is white and dimpled, with the eyes of a fortune-teller. I am wild over her.”

Les Miserables, Victor Hugo, 3.4.4

Face Claim: Kate Menson

Waiting on the Dawn

estelraca:

This was made very quickly, because what is Time and Time Management, but I wanted to do something for this Barricade Day.  In the days following the barricade’s fall, Musichetta takes care of some final requests for the Amis.

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somuchbetterthanthat:

Small things I write at work, a panel in three snippets: 

“Have you really sent a note for me when you were just two streets away from law school?” Bossuet asked quite rhetorically to Grantaire who was laying on a bench under the sun. 

“Surely you mean to applaud me,” answered Grantaire, “since I’ve made one gamin richer and less idle thanks to that. Now, come on, we have a big day in front of us.“ 

“I have classes,” Bossuet remarked. 

Grantaire blinked, and waggled his eyebrows. “I have money and a new address,” he said, and Bossuet grinned.


“Bossuet,” said Grantaire, “the gentleman is still standing.“ 

Bossuet grinned widely at Joly. “I do believe he is,” he replied.

“Well this is it then; the war is won; the king has fallen, and by that I mean that my head will be on the floor tomorrow. L’aigle de Mots, I will never doubt your words ever again. You said ’this man is a trusty fellow, R’ and i scoffed. Now here I am, defeated, corrected, in awe. Monsieur Joly, you have my approval.” Grantaire said. 

Joly beamed. “Another drink?” he asked.


Bossuet was languid in the bed, laying sensually on the side, the white sheets covering so little that Musichetta didn’t have anything left to imagine, apart what it would be like, to run her fingers on this fine, lean body. And even that…

 "My dear,“ said Joly behind her, his breath tickling her neck, his hands on her hips. "What do you say?" 

Musichetta said exactly nothing, but reached for the buttons of her dress. There goes my reputation, she thought. She couldn’t remember to mind for now.

somuchbetterthanthat:

  • Grantaire knows Irma Boissy well-enough that she’s personally offended by his ugliness. 
  • Grantaire, at the end of his first big rant, is the one noticing Louison showing up and says “Ah, c’est toi Louison. Bonjour.”
  • Grantaire talks about meeting Floréal and disapproving of her new beau.
  • Grantaire, albeit in manner that is very displeasing, interacts with Matelote and Gibelote. 
  • Since Grantaire, Joly and Bossuet are best friends, it’s not a far stretch to say that R knows Musichetta. 

R is part of the lady!club and i love it so much.