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i’m so incredible grateful for each and every one of you all so this here is my way to thank you. whether you had been around when i started this blog or are following me for a few days — i want to give you something back!! for being the nicest and greatest people on tumblr and i can call myself lucky to have you stick around. first of all by making a RESOURCE PACK that can be downloaded here. furthermore the giveaway - two three winners will get to choose between a customized theme, a promo graphic or icons ( 100+ with the PSD ). the rules are as simple as always: both reblogs and likes count, you must be following me ( and don’t unfollow afterwards or you will be banned from all future giveaways ) && THE GIVEAWAY ENDS ON THE 5TH OF JUNE

themes ;; ● ● ● ● ●

#giveaway;#honestly from the things i hear from bri #marie is gr999999999999999999999999999999999999999

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i need ! !! to be ! !!! !! ! ! kissed ! !! !! ! !! and held!! !!! ! ! ! and !!!! !! kissed some more!! !! ! !!!

#about the muse;#titus with laurel tbh #such a baby #laurtus;#basially tho both of them t b h

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Laurel and Magnus cleared out the eaters in minutes. Over time, it had become e a s y for the two of them to handle a group this size. It was strange not to be scared of them any more, but it was simply a way of life now. Once they were all dead, Laurel looked over her shoulder at the man, who was starting to stumble away from them again.

“ We ruined it? You shouldn’t — don’t give up. “

She pulled Magnus along to follow him, noticing how he was moving languidly. There were so FEW people left, now. She couldn’t just leave him to d i e. The look that she gave to her brother told her that he was uncertain about this man, but she knew she could help him. She just couldn’t give up on anyone.

“ You’re HURT, aren’t you? I can help… can I look at it for you? We have somewhere safe. You could stay until you’re better. “

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Titus was hurt. By god, he was hurt. More EMOTIONALLY than physically. And he just wanted it to end already. While he admired her courage and how she was so PERSISTENT, all he really wanted was to be left alone. With no brother or sister to keep him going, Titus’ moral took a DIVE in the deep end.

❝ 'm fine. Don’t need your god damn help, alri-- ❞

A sharp pain SHOT through his side, forcing him to double over. He could just hear Orion and Eta SCOLDING him about not taking the help he NEEDED. This was a chance he shouldn’t be passing up. Titus cursed under his breath, at them and at the pain. Maybe he should just take it. He was seeing spots.....

❝ --Fuck, fine. Fine. Ah, damnit. ❞

#c; poweriism #v; endure and survive #o lok its one of the many icons u made me from that <33333333

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‘Cause even the stars THEY BURN Some even fall to THE EARTH

#self promo;#promo;#bc this is just so perfect gdi

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‘Cause even the stars THEY BURN Some even fall to THE EARTH

#LOUD CRYING #self promo;#but aLSO #PROMO;#REALLY LOUD FUCKIN CRYING BC THIS IS SO FUCKING PERFECT AND IM JU S T #HGHJFDAL;KFDJ ?!?!??!???@RJKF

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Some sort of magical event happened and I reached 100 followers the the other day so I will be doing my first derpy little ICON GIVEAWAY! I am not skilled enough to make anything like themes but maybe that’ll be a thing sometime in the future. But— !!! The rules are as follows; you must be following me & likes and reblogs both count. There will be 2 winners ;; the first will receive 50 icons and the second will receive 25 icons of a face claim of their choice. Roleplay blogs only, please! The giveaway ends on May 17th at 5pm MST.

#all 146 of u should be doin this #giveaway;

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Laurel’s five-month-old had his fist firmly wrapped around her thumb as she and her husband moved up the walkway to his parents’ house. The little boy was still unsure of the world outside of District Thirteen ;; all the noises and light frightened him easily. But she was there every SINGLE second to give him all the attention and kisses that it would take to s o o t h e him. She cooed at him to keep him from fussing more. Apparently he didn’t like the wind yet, either.

“What do you think they’ll say when they SEE him? You didn’t say anything to them, right? Oh, I know they’ll love him. They will.“

She bounced their baby boy in her arms, loving eyes trained on his chubby features. His head came to rest against her neck and she closed her eyes for a moment. She loved him more and more every day. And she could not WAIT for his grandparents to meet him for the first time.

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❝ Nope, I did not. Laurel, they’ll adore him. ❞

Titus could not EXPLAIN the happiness and GIDDINESS he felt as they walked up to his parent’s house for the first time with Magnus. Magnus, his SON. Magnus his FIRST born. Titus watched Laurel try to keep their son calm in the outside world. With the happiness and giddiness came a sense of CONTENTMENT. This was his LIFE now and he couldn’t be any happier.

❝ No doubt grandmother will snatch him from you right as the door opens. ❞

A chuckle came from him as he rang the bell. It took a few SECONDS but the door was opened by his mother with his father and grandmother RIGHT behind. First, Sybil’s eyes were WIDE and she was about to run to her son for one of the BIGGEST hugs she would ever GIVE, but then she saw the baby in Laurel’s arms. It connected with her almost immediately and she SQUEALED.

❝ Is-- is that.... ❞

Desmond TRAILED off, eyes trained on Magnus as well, tears welling up. Lucille, Titus’ grandmother, PUSHED her way past Desmond and Sybil and stood NOSE to nose with Magnus and Laurel, as if she was about to give him an ASSESSMENT.

❝ He’s a Saphire if I ever saw one. ❞

❝ And an Edenthaw. My god, Titus-- Laurel! Why didn’t you say something! ❞

Sybil was the first to EMBRACE her son and then Laurel.

#v; no no we won't won't fall #c; poweriism #oops this got long xD

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(lays back all sexy for u on the bed) (bangs my fuckign head on the headboard)

#aboUT THE MUSE;#actual fucking dork capitol prince tits #laurtus;

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I’m still in the middle of all my exams and yet you guys keep being this amazing. So the rules are as always; you must be following me, likes and reblogs both count and don’t unfollow afterwards because that’s just rude. There will be 1 winner who gets a theme and icons + PSD. The giveaway will end on the 9th May.

Themes ;; ◆ ◆ ◆ ◆ ◆ ◆*◆*

#giveaway;#:o)

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❝ I could use a bed right about now. ❞

#rosalbasnow #c; rosalbasnow #v; tbd #hi there c:

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❝ I don’t suppose you have any requests for me, Mr. Abernathy. ❞

#sameodds #c; sameodds #v; tbd #\o hola! c:

yo nerds. like for a starter >:)

#out of gamemaking;#and i shall do them all after i get home from class~

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They were passing by the Memorial again and Laurel found herself looking out for the man from before. She saw his bag at the bottom of the steps but he wasn’t there. Surprisingly, she felt sad that he was gone. She hadn’t felt sad about anything in a while, but this man had seemed so… hopeless. So alone. She hoped to n e v e r lose Magnus so she wouldn’t have to feel that way.

But then she saw a figure moving along the side of the reflecting pool and she grabbed her brother’s arm, pulling him along to help the man. It was the man from before. And he was moving towards that group of eaters from before — WITHOUT his rifle. Despite her brother’s arguments, she s t i l l pulled him towards the group. She couldn’t leave the man to die.

Thankfully they were faster then him because they were on the eaters before they could attack the man. Laurel didn’t fear them any more and she killed more of them than Magnus did. But now wasn’t the time for GLOATING. She turned to the man, her eyes filled with concern.

“ What are you doing? They could have killed you. “

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Titus wasn’t DEAD. He wasn’t dead. He wasn’t being EATEN. And he was DISAPPOINTED. His brows knitted together and his lips curled down. Of COURSE they would save him. Let him LIVE. He should have just WAITED until they were gone. Out of his sight or even out of the area. He turned to her, face turned STONE.

❝ Yeah. And you just ruined that. So thanks. ❞

Perhaps it was just a sign he should try again LATER. With that, he bent over to pick up his backpack and guitar and almost FELL over due to light headedness. But he was FINE, slinging the two over his shoulder. Titus almost left the two without another word, but instead just PLOPPED back down on the stairs, suddenly feeling like he didn’t want to go ANYWHERE anymore.

#c; poweriism #v; endure and survive

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/kicks you back to sleep! looking at your phone won't help but i'm sorry because it sucks.

i had passed out right after i posted it xD ty though <3

#out of gamemaking;

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#wakes up #can't go back to sleep #cries a bit #still can't go back to sleep #cries a bit more #;n;#I hate going to bed early gdi #out of gamemaking;#mobile;

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Givenchy F/W 2013

#threads;#!!!!!!!!!!

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