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theme & icon giveaway ❄
smooches everyone’s faces you’re all total babes and i don’t deserve you guys, giveaways are the only way i can think to say thank you !! 2 people will win a new theme and 100 + icons with a costume psd just for you uvu. must be following me, likes and reblogs count, must be a roleplay blog, ends december 20th ❤
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Effie Trinket is disgruntled about the state her wig was in. ‘’Your mentor has a lot to learn about presentation. A lot about televised behaviour.’’ Peeta unexpectedly laughs. ‘’He was drunk,’’ says Peeta. ‘’He’s drunk every year.’’ ‘’Every day,’’ I add. I can’t help smirking a little;
EFFIE TRINKET MAKES IT SOUND LIKE HAYMITCH JUST HAS SOMEWHAT ROUGH MANNERS THAT COULD BE CORRECTED WITH A FEW TIPS FROM HER.
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❛ LOVELY ━ ISN’T SHE?
ind. semi-sel. melanie ravenswood of disney’s PHANTOM MANOR. written by jemi.
“Every part of you is made of love and care and beauty, and no matter how you feel today that will be true. Just because you’ve been temporarily blinded by insecurity; just because you’ve been hurt, or you’ve made mistakes; just because it seems like things will never get better, they will, and you will. And things will be okay. ”
❝Yeah. I can do that.❞ She said softly, careful in his grip. The common response was to pull away, to flee even. Although, neither of those choices seemed like a wise decision. ❝Like this?❞ She asked, adjusting her footing so that she stood tall and balanced.
—- ▌ ✕ ❞▐ Darkened brows furrowed in momentary CONFUSION. How long had it been since anyone —— much less a woman —— listened to him? And without so much as an argument? Though it only took him a second to PLASTER that same sinful smile that remained painted over DUSTED lips and simply raise a hand to brush at a lock of her hair.
❝ There’s something in your ha ——— ah ha! ❞ Pulling away, he held up a lady bug on the tip of his finger triumphantly. ❝ You’re safe now ma’am. That’ll be five bucks. ❞ He winked to signify the lightened PLAYFUL TONE. He was joking. For the most part.
darkened hues draw closer together as brows furrow in distaste. a deep breath is drawn in before she parts her lips to speak. ❛ do you find yourself to be amusing? ❜
—- ▌ ✕ ❞▐ He is not above adding a certain DELICATELY PLACED irritation into the boyish charm that he radiates so well. Though, there is no game at hand. There is nothing to gain nor a con in the prospects. So really, this girl is of NO VALUE to Dimitri to state plain and simple.
❝ Clearly someone isn’t a fan of good humor. ❞
So wow??? Are you guys lost or something? Need some directions? On second thought, nevermind. I’m going to keep you all and keep pretending to be some quality myth trash blog. Ok but in all seriousness I am so unbelievably thankful for all of you! I know i’m terrible with replies and answering asks and being a social human because I work and sleep too much to be classified as a functioning human, BUT you guys are so wonderful and patient with me and that’s some word that hasn’t been discovered yet. Anyway! I made a poll asking what the heckles you guys wanted me to do for the 800 milestone. Then I fell asleep. Then I woke up with 30 more followers??? So I figured why not just do all of them? Because I fucking love you guys. So this is me cutting off this paragraph bc the bias list is coming up tomorrow where I get to gush about everyone.
first let’s go over the prizes; the first place winner will receive everything pictured. Both necklaces and the multiple things on the last icon. The second place winner will receive the second necklace and everything listed on the last icon. And the third winner will get everything listed on the last icon.
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and then the rules; the giveaway will end on my next next payday because i’m broke as hell. That will be November 4th. As expected, the main rule will be you MUST be following me. Roleplay blogs only. Don’t unfollow after because that’s just rude. Must be willing to give me your address. Likes will not count, Reblog as much as you like. Winners will be picked by a randomized selector ( tophat ).
and with that, thank you again everyone for making this roleplay experience fantastic!
I would just like to mention that I work at a movie theater and while everyone is beyond excited about Star Wars it is currently the bane of theater worker’s existence. Please please PLEASE be kind to the works this December ( be kind always but ya’ know ) we are about to have the worst month we’ve had since Frozen came out. If something gets messed up or they seem a bit grumpy, just remember they’ve served / dealt with 23984234 rude customers just over the past week! I hope you all get your tickets and the movie is better than any of you could have ever imagined! Thank you for your time!
‘The Princess Bride’ sentence meme
“Sleep well. I’ll most likely kill you in the morning.”
“You’re trying to kidnap what I’ve rightfully stolen.”
“While you’re at it, why don’t you give me a nice paper cut and pour lemon juice on it?”
“They’re terribly comfortable. I think everyone will be wearing them in the future.”
“I can cope with torture.”
“Get used to disappointment.”
“You’ve made your decision then?”
“Frankly, I think the odds are slightly in your favor at hand fighting.”
“I would sooner destroy a stained glass window than an artist like yourself.”
“Am I going mad, or did the word “think” escape your lips?”
“Your vote of confidence is overwhelming.”
“I admit it, you are better than I am.”
“You never said anything about killing anyone.”
“You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.”
“You mock my pain!”
“Truly, you have a dizzying intellect.”
“Do you always begin conversations this way?”
“This is true love; you think this happens every day?”
“Australia is entirely peopled with criminals!”
“There’s not a lot of money in revenge.”
“You mean you wish to surrender to me? Very well, I accept.”
“Anyone who says differently is selling something.”
“Anybody want a peanut?”
“I do not envy you the headache you will have when you awake. But for now, rest well and dream of large women.”
“Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while.”
“The battle of wits has begun.”
“I wasn’t nervous. Maybe I was a little bit concerned, but that’s not the same thing.”
“We’ll never succeed. We may as well die here.”
“Please understand I hold you in the highest respect.”
“Isn’t there any way you trust me?”
“You’re trying to trick me into giving away something. It won’t work.”
“I’ll explain, and I’ll use small words so that you’ll be sure to understand, you warthog faced buffoon.”
“I told you I would always come for you. Why didn’t you wait for me?”
“I’m not saying I’d like to build a summer home here, but the trees are actually quite lovely.”
“You can die slowly, cut into a thousand pieces.”
“What hideous sin have you committed lately?”
“Yes, you’re very smart. Shut up.”
“There’s a shortage of perfect breasts in this world. It would be a pity to damage yours.”
“That doesn’t leave much time for dilly-dallying.”
“Where I come from, there are penalties when a woman lies.”
“It would be absolutely, totally, and in all other ways inconceivable.”
“I challenge you to a battle of wits.”
“Look, I don’t mean to be rude but this is not as easy as it looks, so I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t distract me.”
“Do you hear that? That is the sound of ultimate suffering.”
“You be careful. People in masks cannot be trusted.”
“Please consider me as an alternative to suicide.”
With an eyebrow raised in challenge, he asked, “DON’T I?” His hands went to the lapels of his coat ( he hadn’t bothered to change his attire to fit the period he’d stumbled into ) as he habitually did when his arrogance in knowledge took over.
“I’ve been to enough of these gatherings to know how they work. The talks, the smiles – there’s a purpose to it all.” Ambition. He gestured to the nobility gracefully stepping in time with the music. “Yet you – you stand alone, away from it all. To get a better view, maybe. But of what –” Eyes shifted from the young man to the other woman who’d abstained from the dancing, the woman on the throne.
“I wouldn’t dare to assume.” His gaze lingered on her for a few silent moments before he suddenly shrugged. “THEN AGAIN, maybe you just don’t like to dance.”
—- ▌ ✕ ❞▐ ANNOYANCE flickered through the hazel specks embedded deep within his darkened hues. He saw the stranger’s own eyes LAND and then LINGER on Anya and for a reason he couldn’t seem to explain to even himself, Dimitri felt various waves of defensiveness flow through the entirety of his form. Though it only left him to wonder, WAS HE REALLY THAT OBVIOUS?
❝ Ballrooms aren’t for servant boys. ❞
Dimitri’s words seemed to QUIETLY ECHO in the tight space surrounding the two of them. They fell from his rose dusted lips like VENOM that poisoned each cell in his body, and perhaps that’s EXACTLY what they were. A toxin that destroyed each heartfelt HOPE circling within his chest. Still; he wore a smile just as bright as the day he let her go. Usually.
Turning his attention to the stranger in a futile attempt to sweep the attention off of his SELF PITY, he spoke once more. ❝ What about you? Aren’t you going to join them? Or do you have two left feet. ❞
—- ▌ ✕ ❞▐ He placed his hands on either side of the woman’s shoulders and leaned in but a few mere inches from her face. ❝ Just stand very very still. You’re going to have to trust me. Do you understand? ❞
—- ▌ ✕ ❞▐ ❝ Where did I get..? Oh! This? ❞ The con man ran his fingertips delicately over the wound that seemed shallowly gouged into his left cheek. Just the mere touch sent small ripples of pain through his face so granted he hadn’t actually forgotten about it. In fact, it was all he was thinking about. How he got it of course, not actually the cut.
❝ Oh darling! You should have seen it! A bear! thirty feet tall with eight foot claws and fangs! ❞ Making quite the mellow-dramatic scene, Dimitri flashed that ever so charming grin. ❝ But it’s ok, I took care of the monstrous, mutated woodland beast! There’s no need to be afraid! ❞
—- ▌ ✕ ❞▐ ❝ You can’t stay mad forever, it’s against the rules. Come on, give me a smile. ❞
—- ▌ ✕ ❞▐ ❝ There’s such a sad love, deep in your eyes. ❞
—- ▌ ✕ ❞▐ ❝ What’s the matter, my dear, don’t like your toys? ❞ A sound laugh fell from his rose dusted lips whilst humor played at the edges of his honey comb eyes.
—- ▌ ✕ ❞▐ ❝ Don’t tell me truth hurts, because it hurts like hell. ❞
