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ALRIGHT I KNOW LIKE MAYBE TWO OF YOU REMEMBER ME BUT FOR ANYONE WHO CARES I'M GONNA REVAMP THIS BLOG
tbh idk if I'm gonna be able to bring this blog back from its blackhole
what do you mean I'm gone, it's only been a year
I have a large collection of books and I am moving soon and sadly cannot take most of my books with me.
Thus the only option I see fit is a GIVEAWAY!!!
Here are the rules:
1: You do not need to follow me, but people who are following always have a higher chance of winning.
2: You must be comfortable with giving me your address if you do win(this information will NOT be given out to anyone).
3: When you reblog you are automatically entered.
4: Winners will be chosen at random off of the list of people who have reblogged.
5:if you win I will contact you & you can give me an overview for your tastes in books or you can let me choose a random book for you â€
6: Before shipping the book I will let you know the name & if you have the book already I will choose another one.
There will be roughly 25-30 winners & you can win more than once. Most of these books are sci-fi, fantasy, fiction, short stories, & manga. Donât worry, no Twilight, no 50 Shades!!!
I will pay for everything, so do not worry about any costs to you.
I have more books than in this picture alone.
Giveaway will end on July 1, 2013.
If you're staying on Tumblr, reblog this.
OOC: I will stay here if Yahoo doesnât completely murder it and make it unusable/add a load of unnecessary things like email and ads to it etc. if they start trying to fuck it about I may have to consider leaving.
 âNeed any help with that?â
âWould be nice.â
"Want some coffee? Â And also..." Â he handed him a pair of sunglasses, "For the light."
âPersonally donât think thereâs anything worse than a hangover.â
"Need any help with that?"
With the lack of response, Liam began to look for his nephew. Seeing him there caused Liam to visibly pale. This wasnât good. Not good at all. He fell to his knees, reaching up to touch Zetaâs forehead. âZeta?â He bit his lip. He knew the boy was still alive. The kiss still glowed.
Zeta let out a soft mumble, curling up slightly. Â He had heard Liam, but he was too tired to respond, he'd been so busy here that he had only just gotten to sleep. Â Sonny came in soon after Liam and he could barely hold back tears seeing his son alive, his raven-esque hair brightened a little.
goodnight
Sonny pulled away and crossed his arms, âYou know, youâre kind of insulting me here.â Â he said, leaning back on his heel, âAccusing me of shitty teleportation is like accusing you of shitty singing.â Â He said, rather short-tempered.
âYeah but, singing wonât kill you. At least I hope my singing wonât kill you.â He hugged Sonny one last time before going inside. âZeta. This is your uncle speaking. Get out here. Please.â
Sonny sighed, he just didn't understand. Â Humans and their fear of the unknown. Â He waited and watched, worry evident on his face. Â Inside Zeta was asleep on the couch, he hadn't eaten much and his body was showing it though he felt very little hunger.
Sonny frowned, âThis isnât a time for jokes and this isnât exactly something that goes wrong.â Â He said in a flat tone, before disappearing with him in a flash.
âNot a fucking joke,â he growled before he felt like he was being blinded, despite his eyes being closed. âAre we there? Did we make it?â
Sonny pulled away and crossed his arms, "You know, you're kind of insulting me here." Â he said, leaning back on his heel, "Accusing me of shitty teleportation is like accusing you of shitty singing." Â He said, rather short-tempered.
Psst, starter
He couldnât help but feel safe in Dexterâs arms.  he held him tightly and buried his face in his neck, he couldnât believe itâd been so long.  He felt horrible, but he couldnât control it.
Dexter waved a finger to shut the front door, his magic coming as easy as breathing. He made sure to shut it softly, then placing his hand through the others hair. âWant to lie down..?â He asked softly, of course not for sex - no. For comfort with he other. His spare hand keeping the other close.
The man swallowed a not and nodded, "Yes..." Â He whispered softly, he need affection, he needed attention. Â He was so far from okay, and then just seeing Dexter made the entire months of hell he'd endured seemed to just melt away. Â He kissed his cheek gently as he held onto him.
The man held onto the teenager tighter as he spoke, âDonât ever apologize, Mercury⊠you havenât been a bad son.  Never doubt that.â  He whispered softly.
Mercâs reply was muffled slightly, âIf you say so.â He didnât really believe Sonny, after all, a good son doesnât go and die multiple dies, but he was willing to shut up and try to not think about it like that. âYou donât get to doubt that you havenât been a bad father, then.â
He gave him a soft look, "Well then fine. Â If it keeps you from doubting yourself than I won't doubt myself." Â He said. Â He would do anything for his children.
Psst, starter
  Dexter took in a deep breath, his mind clouded with thoughts that hadnât roamed in what felt like ages. He stared down at his hands, reading his own palm a bit, then looking away in dissatisfaction. He let out the breath he had been holding, getting up from his bed of bundles of blankets, the hibernation he went into when he was in a depression was unpleasant. He twisted his font door knob open, and blinked a bit to see who was there. âWh..â He could barely manage to form the word.
Standing on the other side of the door was blond manâor at least a man who once had blond hair, it had darkened considerably, looking almost the color of Dexterâs hair.  It had changed to reflect his mental state.  He gave him the weakest of smiles, before hugging him gently, âItâs been too longâŠâ  He whispered softly in his ear.
He blinked a bit, and the air had caught in his lungs. He knew perfectly who the man was, how would one forget their first? He eyes became clouded as the emotions waved over him. His arms familiarly wrapping around the other - hugging him tightly and close, pulling him into the house. âFar..far..too long..âHe whispered back.
He couldn't help but feel safe in Dexter's arms. Â he held him tightly and buried his face in his neck, he couldn't believe it'd been so long. Â He felt horrible, but he couldn't control it.
Sonny sighed, taking Liamâs hand and pulling him close, âThink of where it isâwhatever your plan is isnât fast enough.â Â He said bluntly, before placing his fingers on Liamâs temples.
âWell since transportation wasnât part of my plan, Iâm gonna go with yeah. Just remember Iâm human with human bits. Bits Iâd like to keep,â he reminded the star before closing his eyes and thinking of the house, thinking of the living room and holding on to that picture.
Sonny frowned, "This isn't a time for jokes and this isn't exactly something that goes wrong." Â He said in a flat tone, before disappearing with him in a flash.
Burying his face in his fatherâs shoulder, and briefly cursing his height, Mercury let himself relax. He had family, he had his dad, he was okay. Things would be okay. At least, it felt like they would be okay, so long as he didnât let go. âI missed you. Iâm really sorry Iâve been a shitty son.â
The man held onto the teenager tighter as he spoke, "Don't ever apologize, Mercury... you haven't been a bad son. Â Never doubt that." Â He whispered softly.
Psst, starter
  Dexter took in a deep breath, his mind clouded with thoughts that hadnât roamed in what felt like ages. He stared down at his hands, reading his own palm a bit, then looking away in dissatisfaction. He let out the breath he had been holding, getting up from his bed of bundles of blankets, the hibernation he went into when he was in a depression was unpleasant. He twisted his font door knob open, and blinked a bit to see who was there. âWh..â He could barely manage to form the word.
Standing on the other side of the door was blond man--or at least a man who once had blond hair, it had darkened considerably, looking almost the color of Dexter's hair. Â It had changed to reflect his mental state. Â He gave him the weakest of smiles, before hugging him gently, "It's been too long..." Â He whispered softly in his ear.