tristan–bellefleur:

“Paris, the heart of ev-everything French. Though I ha-have travelled back and forth from Idris to France and ba-back again.” The boy gave a small laugh at his own joke. “It’s about revolution and giving pow-power to the mas-masses —— only right that it be praised by thuh-the masses as well.” Tristan added without hesitation. The usual anxiety he felt during social interactions was slowly dissipating; this was a discussion of intellect, something he felt comfortable with.

"Wow, that’s a lot of travelling. I can’t wait to visit Paris, it sounds amazing!” Klaire said with a big grin on her face as she imagined visiting the Eiffel tower and the Louvre, just walking the streets seeing the people, everything. “Definitely, and all wrapped up in the fascinating journey of Jean Valjean, Javert, Cosette. Amazing characters.”

tookthestarsfrommyeyes:

I’m dreaming of a white christmas.

I love snow!

florence-thorne:

If I said anything stupid to you like declared my love or hate for you, sorry. Didn’t mean it. But if I advised you to change something in your appearance, better take a note.

Okay…

derreck-malemayns:

“You’re probably tired of hearing this but…” He chuckled, looking over to the individual sitting next to him on the salon, “…new year, new me, right?”

“New you? What for?”

arvidxolofsson:

arvidxolofsson:

Thank you very much for the Köttbullar and the bracelet, Klaire. —- I’d like to share the meat balls with you if you really like them!

I’m glad you liked it. Yeah, that would be fun, they are really nice.

sadistic-killer-caleb:

“Good, there seems to be some hope in you all yet.”

“Uh huh.”

“Do you ever practice, Cale?”

itscassidy-rp:

Let’s just hope he or she’s not a pessimistic person. Or else my art will go to waste.

Definitely not, it’s beautiful. Thank you ever so much for the picture.

mariuslightwood:

Marius cringed at the sound of his name, his eyelids closing and opening as if he’s trying to shake the sleep from them – not succeeding. “This is a nightmare. A nightmare. Can you hear yourself?” He pressed through clenched teeth, his whole body shaking now.

“Marius?” Klaire asked again “It’s okay, you just need to wake up!”

I tried.

Happy Christmas!

Me,

Cassidy.

I don’t have any money to buy you a proper gift, but I still wanted to give you something. So, here’s a bracelet! I made it. I’m sorry.
Merry Christmas!

~ Aine