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ofgrounders replied to your post:NEW THEME! and i actually like it. i’ve never used...
oooh i love that theme! i use it a lot. :)
this is my first time using it! oh really? i've seen a lot of other blogs use it and i had to get a new theme bc the coding of mine fell through, it was just using a black background no matter how many times i adapted the code, so i just decided to move on a try a new one :)
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throwing the bag over his shoulder, he makes sure that his fingers are looped into the handle of the small back pack. it has all the small necessities he needs for this school trip. being taken on a ski trip doesn't sound all that fun, until he sees the resort itself. it's small, but it looks nice. there's a spa section, jacuzzi, the lot -- tony is excited, to say the least. so much so that he doesn't really see where he's going & bumps straight into the person in front of him, managing to successfully knock everything out of their hands. sheepishly smiling, tony stutters over his own words.
❛ sorry -- i got a little excited. ❜
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"What is it this time?"
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"C'mon, big brother, let me help you."
ofgrounders replied to your post: “Unf" (Bell of course)”:
WHERE IS THIS FROM. TELL ME. ALMOST NAKED I SEE PUBIC HAIR THAT'S NAKED.
OMG. Sorry only just saw this, but it's a scene from Blinders. And I still miss the butt, so not naked enough...
Since Bellamy was a child, he’d use his wild imagination to conjure up what he believed his soulmate would be like. The timer on his wrist in- dicated he would be twenty-three when he would meet them & at such a young age it seemed too far away. Obviously as he grew older his ta- stes changed as well as his mindset. But in each & every fantasy he had, it was always a girl. He imagined a blonde that was fairly petite compared to him. He thought of her to be kind & responsible; the polar opposite of himself. What he did not expect was when his timer was t-minus ten seconds & the first person he sees when it goes off is a male. In his mind he’s thinking that it’s a mis- take. No way was he soulmates with this scrawny asian kid who maybe had adorable puppy eyes & silky looking hair. No. It was wrong. So Bellamy turned his cheek to the male, & walked the other way. Monty Green, had always had little fairy tale behind the timer. He'd always clung to the row of numbers, as a safety blanket that he really was an okay person. That he wasn't immoral, that he wasn't in a lifestyle that would lead him to do awful vile things, that him being gay was who he was. and when he was sixteen eight months from seventeen he'd meet a boy, his age with soft grey eyes who'd think he was attractive. Hold him after nightmares and put up with his grandfathers ramblings about reading the stars just for him. Never say a word about him trying to destroy body in the past, let it be in the past and turn a blind eye to sip of alcohol every now in again. His Grandfather read the stars and told him he was wrong. He didn't care, his grandfather was odd even if he was the only parent he had. The stars didn't move or control themselves. But on that late August day on Jasper's first day out of the drop ship after the ship. He thought about taking up the star reading practice. Because, he was right about Jasper and himself getting worse than floated, and as his timer beeped as he looked Bellamy Blake, the village tyrant he shot fear into his very soul, he wasn't getting Prince Charming. And to make things worse, his lovely best friend, no his brother just had to utter the words. Very loudly at that. "Dude you're fucked up!" "Not shit Sherlock," he whispered dragging him back to the top of the drop ship.
{вєηт, ησт вяσкєη} bell & octavia
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"Are you alright?"
"No...My head hurts. --Bell? What happened?"