#accessiblebarricade

[workingatthebarricade-blog]

📚 joly

“How long has this been going on?”

[workingatthebarricade-blog]

"Hey, Feuilly? You've seemed a little stressed lately. If you want I could help you turn your bed around to align with the magnetic poles? Or, like, if there's anything you need that I can help with?" (-joly)

Feuilly only blinked uncertainly at Joly, sighing at his friend. “The day I even see my bed, not even just sleep in it, will be the day I’m less stressed, if we’re being honest. This has nothing to do with its alignment in the slightest. But - I do really appreciate the worry. Everything’s under control, though.” Feuilly was nothing if not stubborn. 

[heteroceresphilosophie-blog]

"So it's the second of December... how many times have you heard All I Want For Christmas Is You yet? I think I'm up to thirteen. Not that I object to Mariah Carey, but..." (-joly)

Combeferre actually groaned at Joly’s question, rolling his eyes. “Joly, you could have asked me that on Thanksgiving. Or even on the first of November. Maybe then I could have told you,” he chuckled as he shook his head. “It’s honestly ridiculous. By this point, I don’t understand how it doesn’t even irritate those who do celebrate Christmas.”

[chettatthebarricade]

kiss, hand (-joly)

Musichetta’s eyes widened thanks to the kiss, and her first instinct was to pull her hand away from the hold, but she resisted the urge. “U-uuh.. kay.” She managed to stutter out in reply, forcing up a small smile. Joly had kissed her. Oh gosh Joly had actually kissed her, this was unreal and her heart was hammering away and she had no idea if it was because of anxiety or because she was head over heels for this guy but oh gosh.

[chettatthebarricade]

*hands u a candy cane* happy halloween! (-joly)

Musichetta took the offered candy with a puzzled look on her face. When the words sunk in she laughed, shaking her head in amusement. “Thank you, sweetheart. Happy Halloween to you too.” She replied and spread her arms to invite him into a hug.

[setfiretothebarricade]

(origins) "You're in Psych 203, right? Sorry to bother you. Was today's lecturer totally full of shit or do I just have no idea what's going on?" (-joly)

“Oh, yes I am, and it’s no bother at all. As for the lecturer.. well I wouldn’t exactly say that about him, but you were definitely not the only one who was lost,” he smiled shyly, recognizing the boy. “Then again, I often get lost in the class so I don’t know if I’m who you should be asking. I’m Marius by the way, it’s nice to meet to you.”

[chettatthebarricade]

"Uh, hi... I'm sorry, I didn't want to bother you, this is totally uncalled-for and you don't want a random asshole coming out of nowhere and talking to you and I'm sorry, but you're /really/ pretty." (-joly)

Musichetta had decided earlier to spend her rare day off at her local library, away from her phone that might beep at any time informing her of a shift she could do, or some other matter that might disrupt her peace. Currently she was sitting curled up in one of the chairs of the library’s reading area, and it’d taken her a while to realise that the gentle whispering voice was talking to her.

She looked up from her book with a surprised expression, meeting the eyes of an absolutely adorable young man staring at her shyly and leaning onto a cane. “U-uh...” she started but corrected her voice volume when she remembered where they were. “Hi. Um. Thank you.” She said and finally a small smile rose onto her face. A sincere compliment from a stranger. That hadn’t happend in a while. 

[apxllxascending-blog]

                              accessiblebarricade  from (x)

     He laughs lightly at that. “Clearly we’re opposites, then!” He suppresses a small yawn but brings a hand up to rub at his eyes, leaning back. “Nah, it’s fine. I’m almost done going through it anyways. Besides, I’m sure you have better things to do..” He gives Joly a look before chuckling softly.