i’ve moved over here !!
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i’ve moved over here !!
okay so, i’ve never done a giveaway before. at least i don’t think so. first i want to thank all of you for following me and tolerating my jasper jordan portrayal. i must be doing something right if i hit 420. also i’m using this as a milestone bc its fitting. but also i just want to tell you all to blaze it like a million and one times. blaze it followers. blaze it. anyway, now on to the rules!
giveaway rules
must be following me, please don’t unfollow me after if you didn’t win. that’s rude.
you must be a roleplay blog. but it doesn’t matter what fandom or w/e. doesn’t even matter if we mutual. just if you’re a roleplay blog.
reblog as many times as you want, likes count as well.
giveaway ends april 20th ; 7:30 pm est.
winners will receive (a theme)
first place: a custom made theme for a character of your choice, fifty icons of the fc of your choice and one promo banner.
second place: a custom theme and thirty icons of your choice.
third place: a custom theme and ten icons of your choice.
examples
themes: x x x x* ( * = not an actual blog )
promos: x x x x
icons:
'This is just a bad dream, right? I'm stuck in a bad dream.'
'Well, at least we're stuck together.'
❛ why do you keep trying to play THE HERO like it’s gonna make a difference ? the sooner you figure out that it won’t, the easier this will be. ❜ he would know. ❛ there’s only ONE way for this to end. ❜
‘ do you think this comes E A S Y to me, bellamy ? do you think a n y of this is easy ? because it’s not. not anymore. ‘ there’s a hoarse manner l a c e d within echoed words, voice raising enough to signify an A N G E R in which she’s kept bottled for both their sakes. ‘ fine, then maybe we’re better off w i t h o u t each other. you go your way, bandage your own wounds and pray to a G O D somewhere that you make it through this because i am D O N E. i can’t do this anymore, i won’t do it. ‘
BELLAMY.
❛ what? you trying to ‘ take care of me ‘ every time i get so much as a SPLINTER? ❜ words are carried by a tone that is nothing less than contemptuous ( with an eye roll to match. ) ❛ glad we’re on the same page. ❜
‘ no, me trying to keep us A L I V E when it seems like you couldn’t give a damn . ‘ her tone is hard, words cutting through the thickened air like a B L A D E, sharpened tip of the tongue as lips press tightly together in tow. ‘ why are you making this D I F F I C U L T ? ‘
BELLAMY.
❛ it’s just a scratch. ❜ the arm in question is pulled away from her grasp, fingers rolling the sleeve of his tattered shirt back down over the abrasion to ward off prying eyes. ❛ i’m F I N E. ❜
' you say that like it's supposed to make me worry less. ' she's crossing her arms over her chest in an all too familiarized manner. tone much the same when it comes to the indication of his all too O B V I O U S pain. ( t h i r d time this week ! ) ' you know, this is gonna get old & Q U I C K '
she's precise in her movement. every tree branch feigns a loud c r a c k beneath practiced feet & her U N K E M P T appearance altered enough to lack relation to the GIRL she buried beneath. a legend among men, a B U R D E N among the company of herself, clarke had come to terms with whom the ground had forged her into. a M O N S T E R ; s c r e a m i n g t h r e a t to the people who had made this their h o m e. winds, however short they remain to be, brush against unpolished skin, a constant reminder of the c h i l l that rushes through battered veins. with the quick turn of the head R U S T L I N G branches are no stranger to the wanderer, perked brow enough to cause question. ' i thought i told you to stop, bellamy. '
& this is where i will be in the 100 fandom from now on.
B E L L A M Y B L A K E :
calloused fingers p u l l curtains open across the window to allow FERVENT light to pour into her room from between the c r a c k e d blinds.
’ R I S E & ( shine ), princess. ❜
❛ you think this is funny, d o n ' t y o u ? ' brow r a i s e s in his direction as hesitant toes graze the c o l d hardwood as ocean dipped hues steal a glance at the m a n. ❛ at least you remembered to w a k e me up this time thanks. '
B E L L A M Y :
' i already lost octavia. i’m not losing you too. we WILL beat this, clarke.
if not for us —- we’ll do it for her. ( we have to. )
otherwise all of this was for NOTHING. ❜
❛ that is your sister in there bellamy. regardless of everything that happened, that is your flesh & blood and what we did there's no taking that back. so please, just PROMISE me that if it happens if that's what it comes down to, don't ever let me sᴜғғᴇʀ. not like that. not ⁽ ᵃᶫᵒᶰᵉ ﹗ ⁾ ' truth be told, it was her greatest fear that somehow she'd get BIT, that one of them would have to go on without the other. their last hope. family gone. SLAUGHTERED. in the wake of devastation. so how was it that they'd made it this far? & why did clarke, such a level head between her shoulders, find such a hard time believing that this was the END of it all. that they'd make it out of all of this together.
B E L L A M Y :
‘ we will be. even if it means i have to KILL every god damn walker on this side of the world. ❜
❛ & that's just it? that's what we're supposed to do? don't you get it ? we're stuck like this, so it's only a matter of time until you have to do the same thing to me, or me to you. we aren't going to SURVIVE. there's nowhere left to go, we're just ⁽ ˢ ᵗ ᵘ ᶜ ᵏ ﹗ ⁾ '
R A V E N :
❴ bornamongstars; ❵
❛ you know, it wasn’t that dangerous to begin with. ❜
❛ says the girl who STARTED the fire. nice call by the way. '
B E L L A M Y :
‘ ——— we’re gonna be okay. ❜
❛ none of this is okay, bellamy. we're not okay. not anymore. '
My people are out there.
█░ » bornamongstars.
J A S P E R :
there’s a graveyard of words upon his tongue, but none ( sᴜʀƒᴀᴄᴇ ) before arms can link around her in a sheathed embrace.
’ clarke. ’
inkling of ᵍᵘᶦᶫᵗ surfaces, washes over once porcelain veneer features as she stifles a small cry ⁽ ﹠ ᶦᶠ ᵒᶰᶫʸ ᶠᵒʳ ʲ ᵃ ˢ ᵖ ᵉ ʳ ⁾ nimble digits cling to ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ fabric before she manages to pull away from his embrace. ❛ are you OKAY? is everyone okay? '
M A R C U S :
❛ what the hell are you even bloody doing?❜
❛ a lot more than you are with that SCOWL on your face, don't you think ? '