albinus:

jehan getting a reALLY REALLY good phrase or line in his head and scouring the apartment for a pen and some fucking paper and courfeyrac is talking a mile a minute and after like four different stories jehan just yells “SHUT THE FUCK UP FOR TWO FUCKING SECONDS OH MY GOD” and then finally finds an old napkin and a pen and quickly writes it down and courf is still like petrified omg and jehan’s like ‘ha yeah sorry about that’ and kisses him better

paperquake:

i believe in the radical possibilities of pleasure, babe » a courfeyrac mix for punk les mis week

i. the ballroom blitz sweet  // ii. do you wanna touch me? (oh yeah!) joan jett // iii. bang a gong (get it on) t. rex // iv. i wanna be your dog iggy pop & the stooges // v. aphrodisiac bow wow wow // vi. funky but chic new york dolls // vii. girls and boys blur // viii. baby’s on fire brian eno // ix. beautiful ones suede // x. wargasm l7 // xi. i like fucking bikini kill // xii. we’re all in love new york dolls 

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((this is my 400th post))

((also i havent been on the dash in a while hello friends))

sammastiel:

Found these and I don’t know what to think.

witchywomanx:

collegehumor:

Next time you get intimate, be sure to adjust your sexpectations for maximum romantic enjoyment.

The 6 Best AND WORST Ways to Have Sex [Click to finish me off]

2 MORE!

Omg.

fuckyeahvalvert:

nikoleto:

Day:
Valjean: Ah! See there, Javert? That cloud looks like a bear!
Javert: It looks like a peanut, Valjean.

Night:
Javert: Look there, Valjean! That is Ursa Minor, it is the small bear!
Valjean: I see a soup ladle, Javert.

So I’ve had the same wallpaper for my laptop for a while now, and I wanted to make a new one.

I wanted it to be cute and Valvert so I drew Valjean and Javert all chubby and adorable. Then the conversation above sparked in my mind. Then I decided to draw two of these. Then I started on the grass. Then I redid the grass. Then I got angry at the grass. This got a little out of hand.

This is the most adorabe thing ever

» Not So Friendly Les Mis Facts:

cappinglesmis:

Tom Hooper has said that Marius looks up in this scene because he can hear the choir singing. Essentially, half of him is there with Cosette, and half of him is in the afterlife with his friends.

» Blow the Candles Out || Jehan and Courfeyrac

courfeyraad:

"Usually I’m only on patrol with the other Gryffindor prefects," he pointed out, trailing off. "It’s out of place. But not unwelcome!!!" he added hastily.

You’re making a bloody fool out of yourself, he cursed internally.

Courf nodded, licking his lips for no real reason. They felt a bit dry, that was all.

"Uh..yeah…" he found himself momentarily distracted by certain..things, "Same with me but with Hufflepuffs." he tried to smile again, running his hand though his hair. "Maybe it’s a random….but welcome change?" 

"Definitely welcome," Jehan added a bit too hastily. He ran his hand through his own hair, unconsciously mimicking Courfeyrac’s movements, and smiled a little smugly. He was back in his element now, and he was definitely going to make the most of this.

Dammit, why did he have to do that. Why did he have to be so Jehan? It was a bit frustrating, because he couldn’t just pin the younger boy against a wall and viciously attack him with his lips. Not without asking of course. Not yet.

He looked down, reaching into his pocket to get his wand out. After Courf had turned 17, he took every pair of pants he owned and charmed the pockets so that he could put stuff in his pockets without fear of destroying something valuable. So far,it was something he didn’t regret.

"Well, we should definitely get going. Hallways can’t patrol themselves y’know." 

"Yes, we should go," Jehan replies rather coyly, taking his own wand out and leading the way out of the prefects’ room. "Should we start from the top floor and work our way down, or should we start from the bottom and work up?"

Courf followed behind Jehan, pondering something very briefly. He fiddled with his wand for a second, before looking up. 

"I’d say we start at the bottom and work our way upwards.That gets the dungeon part over quicker." He flicked his wand as he spoke, the tip glowing gently with light.

"Makes sense," Jehan nodded, shivering a bit. The dungeons were always the worst; all cold and slimy, with the Bloody Baron rattling around just when you least expect it… He had been knocked around by too many Slytherins down there to really appreciate them at all. 

"It’s always so spooky down there with only the lanterns lit," he said, making conversation as they made their way down the staircases. "Gives me the creeps, especially at night."

(Source: prouvairethedreamer)

» Blow the Candles Out || Jehan and Courfeyrac

courfeyraad:

He smiled slightly, amused with Jehan’s reaction to his sudden appearance. It was overwhelmingly cute. Nodding, he leaned forward to look at the list that was tacked to the board.

"So we are." he quickly tilted his head, stroking his chin for a second. "But how doth it be strange, good ser?"

"Usually I’m only on patrol with the other Gryffindor prefects," he pointed out, trailing off. "It’s out of place. But not unwelcome!!!" he added hastily.

You’re making a bloody fool out of yourself, he cursed internally.

Courf nodded, licking his lips for no real reason. They felt a bit dry, that was all.

"Uh..yeah…" he found himself momentarily distracted by certain..things, "Same with me but with Hufflepuffs." he tried to smile again, running his hand though his hair. "Maybe it’s a random….but welcome change?" 

"Definitely welcome," Jehan added a bit too hastily. He ran his hand through his own hair, unconsciously mimicking Courfeyrac’s movements, and smiled a little smugly. He was back in his element now, and he was definitely going to make the most of this.

Dammit, why did he have to do that. Why did he have to be so Jehan? It was a bit frustrating, because he couldn’t just pin the younger boy against a wall and viciously attack him with his lips. Not without asking of course. Not yet.

He looked down, reaching into his pocket to get his wand out. After Courf had turned 17, he took every pair of pants he owned and charmed the pockets so that he could put stuff in his pockets without fear of destroying something valuable. So far,it was something he didn’t regret.

"Well, we should definitely get going. Hallways can’t patrol themselves y’know." 

"Yes, we should go," Jehan replies rather coyly, taking his own wand out and leading the way out of the prefects’ room. "Should we start from the top floor and work our way down, or should we start from the bottom and work up?"

(Source: prouvairethedreamer)

» Blow the Candles Out || Jehan and Courfeyrac

courfeyraad:

He had almost gotten lost once - that didn’t need to be discussed- but finally, Courf had made to the prefect’s lounge.His mission was simple; he had to find out about Patrol Assignments. This was all due to a kind of weirdly cryptic note Enj had given him at breakfast. So as was his duty as a particularly good finder, Courf set off to find out what was going on.

He slipped through the door to find Jehan looking at the list of assignments for the month. His heart leap at the sight of Jehan, something he instantly tried to put out of mind. It was a struggle.

"Uh..Hi." He waved to the other boy casually as he approached him. "What’s up?"

"Oh, hello!" Jehan stammered. Startled by Courfeyrac’s sudden appearance, he quickly averted his eyes from the other’s face and fiddled with the ends of his scarf.

"We have patrol together," he pointed out, his voice now much more modulated than before. "Strange, isn’t it?"

He smiled slightly, amused with Jehan’s reaction to his sudden appearance. It was overwhelmingly cute. Nodding, he leaned forward to look at the list that was tacked to the board.

"So we are." he quickly tilted his head, stroking his chin for a second. "But how doth it be strange, good ser?"

"Usually I’m only on patrol with the other Gryffindor prefects," he pointed out, trailing off. "It’s out of place. But not unwelcome!!!" he added hastily.

You’re making a bloody fool out of yourself, he cursed internally.

Courf nodded, licking his lips for no real reason. They felt a bit dry, that was all.

"Uh..yeah…" he found himself momentarily distracted by certain..things, "Same with me but with Hufflepuffs." he tried to smile again, running his hand though his hair. "Maybe it’s a random….but welcome change?" 

"Definitely welcome," Jehan added a bit too hastily. He ran his hand through his own hair, unconsciously mimicking Courfeyrac’s movements, and smiled a little smugly. He was back in his element now, and he was definitely going to make the most of this.

(Source: prouvairethedreamer)

leckies:

jehan would totally wear booty shorts dont even try to say he wouldnt

JAMIE YOU DID THE THING

(Source: montparnbasse)

Good morning, Desert Bluffs!

(or: why i should never be allowed to cosplay)

i’m going as kevin the desert bluffs radio host from welcome to night vale for my friend’s halloween party tonight. basically just an excuse to abuse eyeliner.

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» PSA!

i know i haven’t been very active lately :( i do what i can, but i’m afraid that it’ll be like this for another two weeks or so. my school play goes up a week from wednesday and with crunch week impending i’m at 2-3 hour rehearsals every day. i barely have time for homework, let alone other things :( i apologize in advance if i don’t get back to you very quickly!! i’ll try my best, but i won’t be able to be consistent until all this craziness is over. thanks for your patience c:

(Source: donatellaversaces)

» Blow the Candles Out || Jehan and Courfeyrac

courfeyraad:

prouvairethedreamer:

courfeyraad:

prouvairethedreamer:

"Hm. That’s odd," Jehan muttered, checking the list in the prefect’s room. "I usually only have night patrol with other Gryffindors."

His eyes widened when he saw the Hufflepuff’s name below his. Cheeks flushed, he gathered his things before anyone could see.

Well, if it’s Courfeyrac, I won’t mind so much…

He had almost gotten lost once - that didn’t need to be discussed- but finally, Courf had made to the prefect’s lounge.His mission was simple; he had to find out about Patrol Assignments. This was all due to a kind of weirdly cryptic note Enj had given him at breakfast. So as was his duty as a particularly good finder, Courf set off to find out what was going on.

He slipped through the door to find Jehan looking at the list of assignments for the month. His heart leap at the sight of Jehan, something he instantly tried to put out of mind. It was a struggle.

"Uh..Hi." He waved to the other boy casually as he approached him. "What’s up?"

"Oh, hello!" Jehan stammered. Startled by Courfeyrac’s sudden appearance, he quickly averted his eyes from the other’s face and fiddled with the ends of his scarf.

"We have patrol together," he pointed out, his voice now much more modulated than before. "Strange, isn’t it?"

He smiled slightly, amused with Jehan’s reaction to his sudden appearance. It was overwhelmingly cute. Nodding, he leaned forward to look at the list that was tacked to the board.

"So we are." he quickly tilted his head, stroking his chin for a second. "But how doth it be strange, good ser?"

"Usually I’m only on patrol with the other Gryffindor prefects," he pointed out, trailing off. "It’s out of place. But not unwelcome!!!" he added hastily.

You’re making a bloody fool out of yourself, he cursed internally.