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JBM, 12?

theladyragnell:

“So
my roommates wrote a book, and they are fucking geniuses,”
Grantaire says on a phone call that is supposed to be them arguing
about Grantaire’s illustrations for the latest middle grade book she
has him working on. Musichetta should have known when he actually
agreed to the phone call without bribes that he was going to
instantly derail it.

“Oh?
Do they have an agent?”

“I
… guess that’s me? I don’t know if they’re going to submit
anywhere, but it’s fucking charming and it’s for our age bracket, and
I will draw whatever illustrations you want, I will draw whatever
cover art you want and I will not complain about any of it, just give
it a read.”

Musichetta
sighs. “You are not an agent.”

“I
could be!” he says, mock offended. Or she hopes he’s not actually
offended, anyway. “Come on,
just give it a try. It’s about space.” He lowers his voice. “There
are puns.”

She
is far more predictable than she ought to be. “Fine, fine, send it
over,” she says, and Grantaire is feeling so triumphant about it
that he lets her talk him into all sorts of edits on his
illustrations that normally he would whine about for half an hour at
least.

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❄ Winter JBM Headcanons ❄

just-french-me-up:

  • Bossuet has an impressive collection of beanies. He needs to protect his lovely bald head, doctor’s order! What would he do if his precious wits started to freeze, eh?
  • Bossuet and Musichetta each hold one of Joly’s hands when they walk outside, because Joly doesn’t have the best blood flow in his fingers and gets cold quickly. It’s also very cute.
  • They also hold hands in case of black ice. At least if one of them falls, they’ll either be held back or share the embarrassment. That’s what love is all about.
  • Each of them has a favourite tea when cold temperatures hit. Musichetta like her brew with kick, so ginger and lemon keep her warm. Joly is a jasmine green tea kind of man. Bossuet hoards boxes of orange cinnamon black tea by the dozen.
  • Joly loves the snow, but he doesn’t want to catch a cold outside. Plus he doesn’t manage well with his leg in the snow. So Musichetta bought him a snow globe for him to have snow all year long. And Bossuet take him on sleigh hikes when they go in the country, pulling the sleigh along the path with Joly in it.
  • The lower the temperature gets, the more stylish Musichetta becomes. She has a whole collection of pretty jumpers that Joly and Bossuet “borrow” to keep themselves warm and cosy
  • They offer each other pairs and pairs of fuzzy socks thoughout winter because a) Bossuet keeps losing or tearing them b) Joly collects them

The Waiting Is the Hardest Part, outsider’s perspective (any time)

samyazaz:

They have a rule in their household: No Discussing The Meeting Until At Least Twelve Hours Have Passed. They’re free to talk about it at will once they’ve all three had an opportunity to sleep on it and consider the matter, but they’ve learned from hard experience that if they let themselves talk about the meeting with each other after they’ve come home from it, no one’s getting any sleep until well after dawn, and usually at least two of them have to work the next morning. So, it’s banned.

Still, Joly lies on his back in their bed, with Bossuet’s head on one shoulder and Musichetta curled up against his other side, and he doesn’t think it’s quite breaking the rules when he says, “Did you see Grantaire tonight?”

Musichetta gives a thoughtful hum and idly runs her hand over his chest. “Anything in particular about him? He was there. I saw him in that sense.”

“He was on time,” Bossuet says, and Joly drops a kiss onto the top of his head for being clever. “Early, even.”

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sneuilly:

sneuilly:

Sometimes you just realise your faves died I mean that happened but j/b/m had such happy kids too

#yes twins #a little boy and a little girl #if anyone asks chetta about the father #one some day she tells them their father was a man of medicine a clever man so soft and kind #on other days she tells them their father was a lucky man and so full of life and laughter #do they look like him? some ask #of course the children do #they have joly’s hair and bossuet’s eyes #joly’s good humour and bossuet’s big heart #nimble fingers which can sew a teddy bear but let teapots slip and shatter #once they’re older chetta tells them stories about joly and bossuet #she tells her children their fathers wanted a better world #wanted to raise children in a world where everyone could be free #but alas #her children don’t ask often though because they know for every time their mummy laughs she cries twice as much (via @mariuspondmercy)