When I started this blog last February, I never thought I would get so many amazing followers! To thank you all, I’m having a giveaway!
1st Prize Winner
- One book of their choice, to chose from above.
- $10 worth of random books from Book-a-million (about 2-3 books or so)
2nd Prize Winner
- A book of their choice from above.
Here are the Rules
- You have to be willing to give me your address
- You can reblog and like as much as you want
- You have to be following me, it’s a giveaway to thank my followers after all! I will check.
- After I message you, you have 48 hours to respond. If you don’t reply, I’ll chose someone else.
- I might throw in some random other stuff, depending on how much money I have at the time.
- No substitutions for the book choices.
- I can ship anywhere.
- All books are paperbacks.
Giveaway ends July 1st, Midnight Eastern Standard Time. I will be posting this every other day. Good luck!
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amasterassassin followed the White Rabbit
Alice glanced up and spotted a person in the fire escape that she didn’t recognize (not uncommon but still).
“Um, Hi. What’re you doing?”
“Oh, uh, hi. I’m waiting for a certain someone to walk by. A pretty girl like you is a welcome distraction.”
She laughed. “Well, thank you. I’d invite you in if you weren’t waiting for someone. It’s awful cold out.”
“Eh, you get used to it. Don’t like the cold much, huh?”
amasterassassin followed the White Rabbit
Alice glanced up and spotted a person in the fire escape that she didn’t recognize (not uncommon but still).
“Um, Hi. What’re you doing?”
“Oh, uh, hi. I’m waiting for a certain someone to walk by. A pretty girl like you is a welcome distraction.”
doctoroftwelve started following you
I don’t believe that I have had the pleasure yet. Twelve’s your name correct? Welcome to my nest.
Hello! My name’s the Doctor but you can call me Twelve. It’s less confusing that way. And you’re… Clint Barton aka Hawkeye. Part of the Avengers Initiative right?
Yes I am. You must have quite a high level of clearance to know that. Either that or you know too much and I have to kill you.
If I say I don’t technically have clearance yet but I’m from the future will you not shoot me? Because if you will then don’t worry, I have clearance.
From the future, huh? Well I guess that’s acceptable, who knows in the future my identity may be common knowledge. So what’s my future like, do I end up with a giant army of Nerf gun wielding robots at my disposal?
doctoroftwelve started following you
I don’t believe that I have had the pleasure yet. Twelve’s your name correct? Welcome to my nest.
Hello! My name’s the Doctor but you can call me Twelve. It’s less confusing that way. And you’re… Clint Barton aka Hawkeye. Part of the Avengers Initiative right?
Yes I am. You must have quite a high level of clearance to know that. Either that or you know too much and I have to kill you. 
doctoroftwelve started following you
I don’t believe that I have had the pleasure yet. Twelve’s your name correct? Welcome to my nest.
Your 20th gif is your battle face
This face is perfect for battle.
I will defeat them with spilled milk.
THEY WILL CRY THEMSELVES TO DEATH.
I…what will I do with this..
((Uh… hum… guess I’ll be pretty excited…))
((Accurate))
Dear every single follower I never greeted:
Now wear did you find that tiny suit? Did you borrow it from one of Coulson’s Action Figures?
Funny birdboy.
“Hey, at least I’m taller than most birds.” Clint chuckled at the adorable little Captain.
“Shut up!” he yelled, glaring up at him.
“Aw does wittle Cap have a short temper?” Clint said with a gleam in his eye.
Steve groaned, jumping up and hitting Clint in the crotch with his shield. “‘Widdle’ that, Barton!”
Clint fell to his knees and groaned. “Oh so you want me on your level then? Fine but remember you asked for it.” Clint flicked Steve across the room.
Steve screamed a bit, but regained his balance and sprung back at him. He slammed the shield on the assassin’s chin, “Don’t touch me, Barton.”
Clint’s head jolted backward. “Ow. Now I believe that it was you who touched be first, shorty.”
“Well you started it! And I’m taller then you normally!”
“So now you know how I feel. The short jokes get old really fast, huh?”
“Oh shut up, I don’t make any! Tony does! I’m no bully, Clint.”
“But now you can show Tony just how the short jokes feel. And he’ll listen to you. Besides your so cute right now no one could resist your adorableness.” Clint looked at Steve like he was a little puppy.
Now wear did you find that tiny suit? Did you borrow it from one of Coulson’s Action Figures?
Funny birdboy.
“Hey, at least I’m taller than most birds.” Clint chuckled at the adorable little Captain.
“Shut up!” he yelled, glaring up at him.
“Aw does wittle Cap have a short temper?” Clint said with a gleam in his eye.
Steve groaned, jumping up and hitting Clint in the crotch with his shield. “‘Widdle’ that, Barton!”
Clint fell to his knees and groaned. “Oh so you want me on your level then? Fine but remember you asked for it.” Clint flicked Steve across the room.
Steve screamed a bit, but regained his balance and sprung back at him. He slammed the shield on the assassin’s chin, “Don’t touch me, Barton.”
Clint’s head jolted backward. “Ow. Now I believe that it was you who touched be first, shorty.”
“Well you started it! And I’m taller then you normally!”
“So now you know how I feel. The short jokes get old really fast, huh?”
