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hcxcd · 2 years
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since wanda can’t have vision, and stephen can’t have christine, the only solution i have is for wanda and stephen to be together, that’s all.
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cebozcom · 1 month
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Nei til Grensejustering: Molde og Aukra | CeBoz.com
Nei til grensejustering av Molde og Aukra
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isaliciousblogg · 2 years
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Some pics from the recent days💙🤍 see more on my blog (link in bio) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------#lifestyle #lifestyleblogger #norway #norge #drøbak #friends #life #summer #beach #seaview #vibes #mood #happy #pictures #happiness #watermelon #dog #nature #stranda #enjoy #lykke #sommer #blogger (at Drøbak, Norway) https://www.instagram.com/p/CgzqSsSruYZ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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cour4geous · 1 year
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i  get  it.  it’s  nice  up  here.  you  can  just  shut  down  all  the  systems,  turn  out  all  the  lights,  and  just  close  your  eyes  and  tune  out  everyone.  there’s  nobody  up  here  that  can  hurt  you.  it’s  safe.
#STRANDAED   ―   independent,  private,  selective  &  low  activity  mixed  media  multimuse,  crossover  &  multiship  friendly.  navigated  by  west.  (  x  )
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autumnflesh · 1 year
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@strandaed​​    →        FROM  WILLA  BANKS  :        writing  prompt ↳          💬
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❛ ❛        move    away    from    the    door        &        let    me    at    him.        ❜ ❜
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shadowbrn · 2 years
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❝  why  do  i  get  the  feeling  like  this  story  is  about  to  ruin  my  day?  ❞           /          @strandaed​   (  maddox  )  liked  for  a  one  liner  from  jed
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evcryopeneye · 1 year
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@strandaed​​ asked: ‘  i love it when i wake up and stretch and something cracks. makes me feel like a glo-stick  ’ ( jill @ jay )
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“You know, I’m reaching the age where if it gets too cold too fast my shoulder complains.” That was a sign that he’d been doing this job for far too long. “You know how I fix it? Coffee, you should try that.” 
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66david · 2 years
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hi
@strandaed
are  u  lost?
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hopeheired · 2 years
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+ @strandaed​​ (alice)
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“i figured if anyone’s good with riddles, it’s you. and this? it’s kind of a riddle, right? a riddle and a story wrapped in one. two people who have complimentary magic in their veins and therefore can’t touch. very romeo and juliet. except, hopefully, neither die at the end.”
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8ande · 4 months
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11.01.2024 - Rar dag.
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mastermicd · 1 year
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@strandaed​ ♡’d for a starter (still accepting) !
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“no, i don’t want to hear it.” penelope had managed to keep her morning horror free so far, and she was on a mission to keep it that way for as long as she possibly could. in this line of work though, it was a miracle she’d made it this long. “you’re going to tell me we have an awful case, with a psychopath doing something ––” she grimaced, letting her body shake slightly as if she literally had the heebie-jeebies, “ –– unspeakable. and i was really enjoying my tea.”
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coyotie · 1 year
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@strandaed​    sent:     ❛  can you stop moving? i'm losing count here!  ❜
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The constant muttering of numbers under his breath brings a soft little smile to her face.      It is enough to make her cheeks flush with the embarrassment of being seen. Really seen. As she turns her head to one side to hide it, he comes back with the remark. Malia shifts, propping herself up with one elbow against the mattress and hovering over him.       ❛  I’m barely moving! You’re just counting too slow!  ❜
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waldenborn · 1 year
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@strandaed​ radioed:    [    waist    ]     ( echo )
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he sits in the wasteland of who he used to be,     with red between the knuckles of his gloves and grief hanging in the shadows beneath his eyes.     blood mixed with his saliva streaks against his cheeks,     sweat trickles down his temple,    and purple supernova bruises starts seeping to the surface of his skin in various places visible to the eye.     everything hurts,     his head throbs something awful,     and he wonders why he was left behind with just the skin on his teeth instead of being buried six feet under.     he remembers the children of gabriel surrounding him,     one by one,     jumping him and taking everything he has until he has nothing left to give.
he hears the footsteps in the far distance,     leaves and branches breaking beneath boots that hurry to where he sits.     the sun quietly slips behind the trees,     threatening the ever-looming shadows of night time,      warning him that he does not have much time left to safely make his way back to sanctum.     it’s in the darkness that dangerous creatures come out;     but helo almost wonders...     if he falls into that category himself.     a monster meant to disappear in the shadows of the night,     forever not seen and instead feared.
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when echo is in front of him,     his stony expression soon crumbles beneath the storm of emotions that consumes him.     wary to fall apart,      helo steels his jaw and turns his gaze to the side,     ashamed of how he appears in front of her.     weak.     broken.     a fool.     blindly trusting octavia,     and believing that perhaps blodreina didn’t pollute the friend he knew so dearly.     that he could have a waver in her life,     but instead,     he was condemned.     helo exhales a terse sigh from his nose,     the slump in his shoulders growing with each passing second within echo’s orbit.     she has a calming presence on him,     something that has not gone unnoticed.     silence settles over the pair as they stay like this for a while longer  --  in each other’s presence,     waiting for someone to say something but knowing that no words need to be spoken when it comes to them.
finally,     with added defeat,     helo gives echo a quiet nod of his head to indicate that he’s ready to move.     he’s ready to return to sanctum a failure.     whatever confidence that laced his movements before are now scarce,     and instead replaced with an aching groan that falls from helo’s lips when he realizes that his leg may be broken.     once on his feet,     echo falls into the slope of his side where she fits perfectly like pieces of a puzzle.     his arm wraps around her strong shoulders,     knowing that her strength can be able to withstand his weight as he lifts a foot.     “thank you,”     he admits lowly,     timbre rough around the edges as he fights against his stinging pride.
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cour4geous · 1 year
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since  i’m  trying  to  get  the  ball  rolling  again,  consider  this  a  starter  call  based  my  spotify  wrapped,  which  means  they’ll  most  likely  start  as  one  liners.  i  have  no  cap,  but  i  do  ask  that  you  specify  muse,  on  both  ends  if  you’re  a  multi,  too.  unspecified  will  be  ignored.
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autumnflesh · 1 year
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@strandaed​    →        FROM  LEIGH  EVANS  :        writing  prompt ↳          💬
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❛ ❛        whatever    you’re    gonna    ask          ---          the    answer    is    no,        leigh.        ❜ ❜
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shadowbrn · 2 years
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❝  so  okay,  hear  me  out  .  .  .  what  if  like  .  .  .  i  can  use  the  light  to  blind  someone.  i  mean,  come  on.  glowing is  super  cool,  dude.  ❞          /          @strandaed​  liked  for  a  starter  from  zach  braun
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