Max: *Extremely tired, just wants a peaceful night.* Boys, please don't set off Paul tonight.
Marko: You mean like this? *jumps into a sumo wrestler stance.*
Max: Marko no!
Paul: *Gets excited.* What are we doing? We playing?
Max: *Pinches the bridge of his nose as the boys descend into chaos around him. Even Thorn is barking and rough housing with them.* I should have never had kids.
David: *Slings his arm around Max shoulder.* Too late now. Dad.
haymitch is like "the baker's son is huge. has meaty hands. built like a brick house. big log of a guy. AN ABSOLUTE UNIT. did i mention he's big? a large lad."
like damn we get it 😭
There’s no way that Snow didn’t recognise the Covey in Katniss, especially after reading SotR. No way he watched a dark haired girl call out to the mockingjays in the Games, no way he watched her sing to a dying girl, to her district partner in a cave, and didn’t immediately recognise the traits. I can imagine his blood going cold as he listened to The Hanging Tree, a song he for sure thought had vanished with the wind. But there she stood, a Covey. Someone connected to his Covey. Someone serving as a constant reminder that Snow lands on top but, eventually, Snow looses form and seeps into nothingness.
His little kitty ears 🥲🐈⬛
I’m homesick all the time … I just don’t know where home is. There’s this promise of happiness out there. I know it. I even feel it sometimes. But it’s like chasing the moon - just when I think I have it, it disappears into the horizon.
Sarah Addison Allen
something about haymitch (and his mentors) being aware of a victor prior to him, but no one knows her name… yet they all know she was there. she really was in the breeze and in the trees, huh.
The road goes ever on and on…
…and Thorin Oakenshield will pass into legend.
How have I not known until now that Arthur will randomly sing when idle?
This is the first time I experienced this. 😳
Read a Bagginshield fic with the premise "while Thorins passed out after the battle of Five Armies, Dain and Balin trick Bilbo into learning dwarfish politics and he accidentally becomes an important mediator between Dane and Erebor," and that concept is funny as fuck. You wake up after nearly dying in a war against your generation's long enemy, just to find out that your ex boyfriend, who you tried to murder in a greed induced rage, is now helping run your newly reclaimed homeland.