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this one gives me more justification for me sinking down hard with this ship. I found it on pinterest.
Laughter in the wind
Wanda was roused awake as they pulled up to what would not be their new home. Pietro playfully pushing her shoulder to wake her from her slumber. “Sister, we are here!” he said, winning a glare from his half asleep twin. She moved, muscles aching from the position she had fallen asleep in. Green eyes looking out onto the looming mansion above, suddenly making her feel quite small next to the magnitude of it.
Her father, Erik Lensherr was never one to skimp on profit and when he found a good bargain he was always willing to take it.She stepped out of the car, the feeling of being watched making her shiver slightly. She had not wanted to move here to the middle of nowhere. She missed her friends, missed her life and hated the fact that she’d been uprooted to this place.
She moved, watching people just taking boxes and bag and endless parade of things into the manor. Slowly she too each step, reaching half way up before she noticed someone watching from the window. Tilting her head she peered into it, blinking once only to have whoever was there be gone. “Trick of the light I suppose...” she muttered to herself, pushing past a few people to the inside of the home.
Pietro rushed her, picking her up and twirling with her, making Wanda laugh. “Put me down!” she said, her brother grinning as he placed her back gently on her feet. “You have to see our rooms. They are better than back home.” Wanda smirked, “Show me the way...” They both ran, up the stairs down a few corridors before reaching a grand door. Carvings of vines and flowers decorating the oak structure. Her hands moving to touch each one with reverence. “Is this mine?”
Pietro nodded, “Yes, I came here with papa, to make sure it was perfect for you.” Wanda squealed in delight, pushing the door open to her new room and taking in the sight of it. She had a canopy bed surrounding by vines. Her entire room looked like a page from her favorite book, The Secret Garden and all of her books had been meticulously placed in alphabetical order. “Pietro, it is perfect..” she said turning to hug her brother briefly before grabbing a book and jumping on her bed.
“Dinner is as six sister, do not make me come get you..” he said, before closing the door behind him. She laughed, throwing herself on her bed and turning on a lamp. She would bury herself in her books until dinner and even after that she would surely continue on into the night. @skogbrann
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“This one’s entirely on you.”
Flora || Skogbrann
Practicing what she loved was often hard for Flora. She couldn’t really practice in that matchbox of an apartment she lived in. The walls were so thin she was afraid they’d fall down if she sneezed hard.
Today, she sat in the alley behind the bar she worked at. Her shift was over, the world was quiet, and she could just sit back here and forget everything. Her fingers worked over the strings, producing soft sweet sounds that carried on the night air.
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Harley shrugged her shoulders at his words. “I don’t know. I don’t know who trust when it comes to the Avengers.” she spoke. Seriously, ever since the assemble came after her and the Joker had left her alone once again, she was losing all hope in trusting anyone ever again. Now she was here, in some Shield facility or whatever they called himself.
“There’s this man, pretty big guy coming for the world.” she started answering his question. “And he won’t stop until he got what he wants.” she grinned. She wasn’t afraid of this creature. No, she maybe started admiring him.
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Golden towers and just mere gods. Minor gods even, it was such a sad sight to see, so much used to the grandeuer of his own. After all why would so many gods share such a space when they could have created their own.
It shows how powerful these gods are.
“Meow.”
A image of a sleek kitty. Appears in front of Loki, smarter than they look eyes, staring at him.
Hello cats and kittens. Here is a small update: I now have a red bubble account and you can buy some of my work on there. If there is something you want that isn't on my RB let me know.
Skogbrann is an independent artist creating amazing designs for great products such as t-shirts, stickers, posters, and phone cases.