(via shadowhunterhaven)

artofblood:

“I love the word ‘weird’. I embrace the word ‘weird’.

(I love this guy!)

- Adam Lambert.

(via takeback-kristin)

enemy-of-the-capitol:

“It’s not the water I mind, but the mirror that reflects my naked fire-mutt body. The skin grafts still retain a newborn-baby pinkness. The skin deemed damaged but salvageable looks red, hot, and melted in places. Patches of my former self gleam white and pale. I’m like a bizarre patchwork quilt of skin. Parts of my hair were singed off completely; the rest has been chopped off at odd lengths. Katniss Everdeen, the girl who was on fire.” 

Finnick couldn’t revive Peeta after the force field struck him.

I lay my head on Peeta’s chest and I let the tears dance their way down to my chin. I don’t care who is watching anymore and I don’t care that Finnick is pulling me to get up. I nudge him away. Please don’t stop, I think to myself, begging his heart to continue on. I slip my hand into Peeta’s slowly and let my fingers feel every crease of his palm before clasping them together. I close my eyes and memorize every heart beat drumming in his chest like a beautiful song, a song that will haunt and soothe all my nightmares and dreams for the rest of my life. As the beats grow slower, I grip his hand tighter to let him know that I’m here. I don’t know where he is, but I’m here. A small grin paints itself from cheek to cheek as I remember the day he tossed me the bread and the little glances he would give me in class. Then the beats stop. I imagine the last ones to say I love you, so I whisper I love you too and open my eyes. I felt safe and comfortable in this boys arms and now he is gone. The games took him away from me. The games took Rue away from me. The games took me away from me. I wipe my tears because I must be strong for Peeta, I must win for Peeta. “Katniss, he would want you to be safe, and we’re not safe in this spot,” Finnick sounds sympathetic and understanding, but he wants me to live just as much as Peeta did. I kiss Peeta’s cheek and begin to get up until I realize that he deserves more then that. Peeta deserves a real kiss from the girl he would do anything for, so I kiss his lips even though they are cold and lifeless. Finnick helps me up and offers to carry me until we find another resting spot. I don’t object because the feeling of knives sinking deep into my heart are causing me to lose my balance. As Finnick is carrying me further and further away, I hear the hovercrafts coming closer to take Peeta away. I can hear his voice in my head, telling me that I’ll be okay and to just keep moving along. I can hear his voice telling me that he’s no longer part of the games, that he didn’t die in vein because when he did die, he was still himself. He didn’t let the games change him. Finnick lets me cry in his arms that night until I pass out from exhaustion. Just as I expected I see Peeta in my dreams and hear that exact melody his heart drummed before its last beat. I will never forget the boy with the bread. I will never forget Peeta Mellark.

(Source: frostingpeetaswounds)

(Source: where-you-never-die)

[40/50] favorite pictures of Bonnie Wright ☆

17-18/25 pictures of Jamie Campbell Bower

clarissa-herondale:

Jamie Campbell Bower » Photoshoots

danielrradcliffes:

soon

very soon

Jamie and Lily are going to become crazy famous

mostly Jamie because damn he is so fine

and I’m going to sit at my computer and cry and whisper

I’ve loved you since the beginning

(Source: tmi-jamiecampbell)

where-you-never-die:

On Russia Rock n Roll Music Festival.

(Source: where-you-never-die)

where-you-never-die:

Making “Trespassing” in a studio. 

[x]

(Source: capsexual)

(Source: where-you-never-die)