Wow, there are over a thousand of you guys now and I’ve never done any kind of giveaway or promo or anything so I thought this was a good time to start! I really, really never expected to get this many followers, but I appreciate every single one of you and want to thank you for deciding to click that little follow button!
1. Must be following me. I will check. If you are a sideblog let me know in a message.
2. Must be an rp blog. (No personals or giveaway blogs) Though I really do appreciate the personal/fandom blogs that follow me, this is really for the rpers.
3. This must get at least 20 notes.
4. Likes don’t count, reblog as many times as you want but don’t spam your followers with it. Each reblog gives you an additional chance at winning.
5. Please don’t follow for this and then unfollow, you’ll be disqualified and it’s not nice.
6. You have to have your ask enabled (and be okay with giving me your address if you win first place.)
1st Place- 1 person
Link on my blog and big sexy promo times for two weeks.
A pack of 20 icons or gifs whichever you prefer. (If you have a particularly difficult to find FC then we’ll talk about substituting something else.)
ONE of the following (you choose): The 10th Doctor’s sonic screwdriver, the 11th Doctor’s sonic screwdriver, or Captain Jack’s Vortex Manipulator wrist strap.
Most likely some extra little goodies.
2nd Place- 2 people
Snapshot promos reblogged for one week. (If we RP I’ll add some nice mun thoughts.)
10 icons or gifs, whichever you prefer.
3rd Place- 3 people
Link promos, reblogged for one week. (If we RP I’ll add some nice mun thoughts.)
List- Depends on number of notes.
I’ll make a promo list with those I RP with bolded and have a link to it on my page for a few days.
This ends Thursday, December 19th 2013 at midnight Pacific Time.
"It is the Hub I’m worried about. The Hub, and then Tosh, Owen, Gwen, Cardiff. Those are the things I’m worried about, as they should be what you worry about it…" The Welshman frowned, rolling his eyes as he placed his hands on his hips. "Those things come first…or at least they should."
guys why do I have 500 followers?
"I would say so…since it’s almost winter now…" Ianto looked down, hands tucked in his pockets. "I don’t mind it Jack, really I honestly don’t care if you go off sometimes because I know you can’t stay still for too long but…sometimes at least knowing when you’re leaving would be nice, to at least know when we’re going to have to deal with the Hub by ourselves…"
The Welshman looked at Jack with a narrowed brow and sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose in slight frustration. “It’s um..been a few months Jack…”
As Ianto spoke, Owen’s fingers idly stroked, just to keep him calm. Truth be told, he wasn’t fond of the idea of telling Jack, but that was Ianto’s call and considering the circumstances, he could understand why the other felt it important. Then considering it felt worse than Canary Wharf? It was making a little more sense more and more. He closed his eyes and let out a soft hum, pressing into the kiss just slightly before he let himself get situated again.
"Hardly somethin’ t’ thank, Ianto" he murmured with a soft chuckle, fingers softly drumming now.
"I know but still…thank you…" Ianto wasn’t really sure what he was thanking Owen for. Maybe for the comfort of having someone to share his worries with. He was someone that he can be normal with…or his abnormal self. "I means a lot that you’ll be there, if you can be there, when I tell everyone…" The Welshman words were soft, slightly embarrassed as he looked down at the floor. But then he looked up at the medic through dark lashes, shrugging as he said with much suggestion, "I can show you how much it it means to me…"
Owen let out a chuckle and rolled his eyes as he walked off. “Somethin’s tellin’ me t’day is a good day is all…”
And come time to get out of there, Owen was cleaning gook and grime off of the counters and tables and instruments, humming quietly to himself. Every so often, he glanced toward the railing.
As the day drew to a close, Ianto took the time to sneak off and get changed from out of his suit, trying to go for a more casual look. Jeans and a button down seemed more like proper attire for a night out with Owen.
"Whenever you’re ready…" Ianto called down from over the railing, looking down into the med bay. "Need any help?"
Didn’t I just say no more followers??