‘What’s it gonna be, Sammy Jr., or one of those white-boy valley names like Kyle or Preston, Dylan? At least it’s not gonna be Brittany or Amber, or one of those porn-star names, right?’
*
‘You got a name?’
‘Nathaniel.’

Southland 3.02 Punching Water & 3.10 Graduation Day

“All right, Harry. You’re okay, are you?”
“I’m fine. Thanks, Neville.”
But Neville seized his wrist as Harry made to move on.
“We’re all going to keep fighting, Harry. You know that?”
“Yeah, I —“
The suffocating feeling extinguished the end of the sentence; he could not go on.” — Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Chapter 34 - The Forest Again (via sundaystorms)

I want to do something, right here, right now, to shame them, to make them accountable, to show the Capitol that whatever they do or force us to do there is a par of every tribute they can’t own. That Rue was more than a piece in their Games. And so am I.
A few steps into the woods grows a bank of wildflowers. Perhaps they are really weeds of some sort, but they have blossoms in beautiful shades of violet and yellow and white. I gather up an armful and come back to Rue’s side. Slowly, one stem at a time, I decorate her body in the flowers. Covering the ugly wound. Wreathing her face. Weaving her hair in bright colors.
They’ll have to show it. Or, even if they choose to turn the cameras elsewhere at this moment, they’ll have to bring them back when they collect the bodies and everyone will see her then and know I did it. I step back and take one last look at Rue. She could really be asleep in that meadow after all.
“Bye, Rue,” I whisper. I press the three middle fingers of my left hand against my lips and hold them out in her direction. Then I walk away without looking back.

22 Days of Literati | Day 10 - Favorite bickering scene: ’So you can’t control when you look at me, but you have to force yourself to look at him? Sorry man, that’s cold.’

“We still don’t know who the smoke monster is. People are still in the hatch. Sawyer is still with Locke. I think. I don’t know. They’re a gay couple right?” — Amy Poehler on the fourth season of Parks and Recreation (via takelotswithalcohol)

thebluestlight:

Rory: I can’t catch my breath.
Jess: You’re not supposed to.

Welcome to the first annual Supernatural convention. Uh, at 3:45 in the Magnolia Room we have the panel “Frightened Little Boy: the Secret Life of Dean.”