And then it happens. Up and down the row, the victors begin to join hands. Some right away, like the morphlings, or Wiress and Beetee. Others unsure but caught up in the demands of those around them, like Brutus and Enobaria. By the time the anthem plays its final strains, all twenty-four of us stand in one unbroken line in what must be the first public show of unity among the districts since the Dark Days. You can see the realization of this as the screens begin to pop into blackness. It’s too late, though. In the confusion they didn’t cut us off in time. Everyone has seen.
Where he belongs [J² at SDCC'14 ~signing]
kindly get the fuck out » maggie q
↳ ”I don’t do anything but sleep, when I’m not working. I have no life. I’m no fun. all I want to do is sleep and get ready for the next day. it’s awesome.”
"Why now? What was it about this time in your life that you said, ‘okay, I’m going to do it [music]?’"
I present to you a puppy eating watermelon.
I can’t stop thinking about this
The Avengers. It’s what we call ourselves, sort of like a team. Earth’s Mightiest Heroes type thing.