art by unchartedly
Rapunzel from Tangled
till the very end.
I stand facing the person who helped me. My eyes twitch up, just for a second, to see his face. Tobias, as blank-faced as the rest of them. Was I wrong? Is he not Divergent? Tears spark behind my eyes, and I blink then back as I turn away from him.
People crowd into the car around me, so we stand in four rows, shoulder-to-shoulder. And then something peculiar happens: fingers laced with mine, and a palm presses to my palm.
Tobias is holding my hand.
Tris Prior + traits
Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can’t see where it keeps its brain.
Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs; Purveyors of Aids to Magical Mischief-Makers
"Sometimes you read a book it it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read that book." - The Fault In Our Stars