dashdrive:

if I lie here

if I just lay here

I’ll probably fall asleep so leave me alone

greed and disgrace (listen)

shed down a kindly ray from above upon my life, and strength of war, that I may be able to drive away bitter cowardice from my head and crush down the deceitful impulses of my soul. restrain also the keen fury of my heart which provokes me to tread the ways of blood-curdling strife. rather, O blessed one, give you me boldness to abide within the harmless laws of peace, avoiding strife and hatred and the violent fiends of death.

weretaire:

{ indiana jones!AU } → combeferre + courfeyrac
with inspiration by dameferre

it started with an unexpected phonecall to the university that combeferre couldn’t refuse from an old colleague (no, an extremely close friend) requesting him to the necropolis dig sight in cairo. it had been six years since their last escapade across the mongolian flat and it was only a matter of time before courfeyrac roused him out of the classroom and onto the field once more. (“you’re going to love it here,” courfeyrac insisted with excitement. “i’m going to have everything arranged by tonight and i expect you on the next flight — there is something special down here and i can only trust you with it.”)

they met just outside the airport with eager embraces and old laughs which hadn’t changed at all since the last time they had seen each other in person and from there it was the valley of the kings. though courfeyrac honestly was perfectly content looking at the stubble along combeferre’s jaw he explained further that they had excavated into a cavernous opening just outside of a tomb and they would have trekked in further unassisted but the whole system of tunnels was rigged with all intention to keep any trespassers out; which meant there was something worth protecting — and that was where they came in.

they entered the cavern the next day with the rather cute advise to “be safe" before finding themselves encompassed in a maze of traps and hieroglyphics. it takes only one faulty step from courfeyrac to instigate one of the traps which sends a swinging blade from the dark — and fortunately combeferre can pin courfeyrac against the tunnel wall before either of them can be touched. it’s even when the danger is at its highest and they have the opportunity to be this close that they can’t help but wonder why either of them ever decided it was best to part ways,. 

dancefrancerevolution:

courferre high school au where courf is dyslexic and embarrassed about it and thus cultivates a class-clown, grades-ain’t-shit persona to hide how much it affects him and he spends his lunchtimes in the library of all places peering over the top of a book at ferre til he works up the courage to ask if he’ll help him study

skip forward a few weeks to the two of them lounging on the floor in the rarely-visited reference shelves of the library, courf with his head in ferre’s lap, ferre stroking courf’s hair and reading their assigned book for english class to him in his rich, musical voice

dameferre:

yeah okay but

combeferre getting a job at disneyland as part of the cleaning crew because he really needs the money and nowhere else is hiring. even if the parents can be rude and there are far too many bratty children and kids who maybe should be tested for motion sickness before they go on the spinning teacup ride, the pay’s good enough and he gets free stuff to send home

courfeyrac who has been trying for years to get a job as a face character and finally landed one of the prince roles, who spends hours memorizing the right ways to stand and talk and marathons the movies to get the mannerisms just right, and who always lets the young kids beat him at swordfights and, okay, maybe his princess is a teeny bit boring and unenthusiastic about the whole thing, but otherwise he is living the dream

they meet trying to help a lost, crying little kid get back to her parents

combeferre is quite certain none of the other princes have pants that tight, or hair that meticulously perfect, or such an extensive knowledge of philosophy and feminist prose

and courfeyrac’s never seen a member of the cleaning crew with a smile like that, or met anyone who has made the balance between dead-pan snark and dumb-ass puns into an art form

anyway that’s how they end up making out in the teacup ride in the middle of the night

betterbemeta:

kiss-my-aspergers:

eatshitwhiteboy:

brownglucose:

king-emare:

chocolatecakesandthickmilkshakes:

jamaicanamazon:

Lmaoo their faces.

Deadass serious and the flash was timed perfectly. Comedically speaking.

lmao

Lol that sat there and let him break in and be disappointed.

the kid on the left’s tho lol

kid on the left is suave and refined as shit goddamn

But the solemnly judgemental eyes of the driver are what gets me

bakrua:

if your first reaction to gay marriage being legal in england is to talk about johnlock im going to push you into the fucking ocean 

poopinthespeedforce:

this is the species that invented space flight

miketooch:

Future-me as a parent