serie project

Ever since there was talk about Enjolras’ potential gushing memoirs about his friends the other night, I then of course, being me, started thinking about what that would look like in fic form, sort of like those epistolary novels that used be popular? And THEN that led me down the sad path of what if he actually did have pages written about them in his rooms, and someone found them after they all died and I’m like god Katie why can’t you just pretend they’re all still alive? Why do you have to make things sad? 

Anyway I’m the worst. Or Hugo is the worst, for killing them. Or history, really. 


do you know that (8/8) : bts edition


a prince who watched over his city as it slept

I’m planning on making a series of illustrations for the Shades of Magic series (of 15 scenes I’ve picked over the course of 3 books that made me cry or laugh or gave me extra feels)! not sure how long this’ll take me, but me and my carpal tunnel are ready

Billet-doux (n)–

His name sounds like a prayer, and his laugh sounds like hope. When I look into his eyes, I forget what the loneliness feels like. When he hugs me, I feel as though nothing can hurt me. I like the way my name sounds falling from his lips, and I love his laugh just a little bit more than usual when I’m the cause of it. I could spend hours listening about all the thoughts that swirl in his mind; I want to know everything he has to say. When I am with him, the sun shines a little brighter, my chest feels lighter, and I can finally breathe easy. He is the answer to questions I didn’t know I needed to ask.
—  i didn’t know that this is what i’ve been looking for all along (15/52) by (DS)