Tobias told me to figure out what this simulation means. He was right; it isn’t about the birds. It’s about control. Wings flap next to my ear, and the crow’s talon s dig into my shoulder. This time, I do not hit the bird as hard as I can. I crouch, listening to the thunder of wings behind me, and run my hand through the grass, just above the ground. What combats powerlessness? Power.

Weddings have become more perilous than battles, it would seem.

Andrew Garfield for Elle magazine Japan (April 2014)

game of thrones + scenerygasm (asked by bravenewuniverse)

uh hello, this is chrissy - the person who has taken over alexandra’s blog for some time, I just wanted to say hello and happy easter. I’m pretty sure alexandra already misses everyone, anyway hope you all had a good day :))

In stark contrast to two nights ago, when I felt Peeta was a million miles away, I’m struck by his immediacy now. As we settle in, he pulls my head down to use his arm as a pillow; the other rests protectively over me even when he goes to sleep. No one has held me like this in such a long time. Since my father died and I stopped trusting my mother, no one else’s arms have made me feel this safe.

Why didn’t you shoot me, Tris?

I couldn’t do that. It would have been like shooting myself.

people on tumblr who call me by my name are my favorites

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New ‘The Fault In Our Stars’ Still.

Anytime you’re away from your home filming, it messes with your head.

greglestrades:

"There was an idea… to bring together a group of remarkable people. To make them work together when we needed them to, to fight the battles that… we never could. Phil Coulson died still believing in that idea. In heroes."

Danger? Ha! I walk on the wild side. I laugh in the face of danger.

“The flower that blooms in adversity is the rarest and most beautiful of all.”

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