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Ends: September 29 4:00 P.M. (Eastern)
Must Reach: At least 20 notes (Or we’ll pretend this never happened)
For every twenty notes I will add a runner up to each category.
Be a: Spn or Multi-fandom blog
Winners will be announced: October 1st (Maybe, depends on notes)
Categories: 
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Best Theme
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Unlimited promos upon request until November
A +f from me if I’m not already
My eternal love and friendship
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selfieswithsammy:

selfieswithsammy:

Ignore my horrible graphic

Yay! My first ever 24 Hour Tumblr Awards!

What to Do: 

Must be following: this Sam!Girl

Vote for what I should when I reach 300 followers: Here

Reblogs to enter! (You can like if you want to bookmark it)

Ends: September 29 4:00 P.M. (Eastern)

Must Reach: At least 20 notes (Or we’ll pretend this never happened)

For every twenty notes I will add a runner up to each category.

Be a: Spn or Multi-fandom blog

Winners will be announced: October 1st (Maybe, depends on notes)

Categories: 

Best Spn Blog

Best Multi-Fandom

Nicest Blogger

Best URL

Best Theme

Best Theme

My Favorite

What You’ll Win: 

A Spot in my updates tab

Unlimited promos upon request until November

A +f from me if I’m not already

My eternal love and friendship

Any advice if needed

That’s pretty much it! Don’t be afraid to message me if you have any questions. Have fun and good luck!!

There’s like 16 hours left ! I’ll love you forever if you enter

(via hvnterdean)

At the edge of the wolfswood, Bran turned in his basket for one last glimpse of the castle that had been his life. Wisps of smoke still rose into the grey sky, but no more than might have risen from Winterfell’s chimneys on a cold autumn afternoon. Soot stains marked some of the arrow loops, and here and there a crack or a missing merlon could be seen in the curtain wall, but it seemed little enough from this distance. Beyond, the tops of the keeps and towers still stood as they had for hundreds of years, and it was hard to tell that the castle had been sacked and burned at all. The stone is strong, Bran told himself, the roots of the trees go deep, and under the ground the Kings of Winter sit their thrones. So long as those remained, Winterfell remained. It was not dead, just broken. Like me, he thought. I’m not dead either.

(Source: remusjohnslupin, via felicitymoak)