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Olha meu crush 😲 meu ursinho blaublau 🐻 quem não tem cão caça com 🐈 🤭 tentar dormir um Tekinho,estou dentro do jogo Avakin Life 🧙🏻♂️ #avakinlifebrasil #dormir #sleep (em Guarulhos) https://www.instagram.com/p/CgeXwjqgJPTor02-6sopSkC5aGxhDnWQtr7F8s0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9iTCPBIHfVE&list=RDGMEMHDXYb1_DDSgDsobPsOFxpA&start_radio=1&rv=a6a7oUuQvks
vangogh aaaaam end. mir aber eig egal tbh .ciao
btw:tumblr is tod! geh liener insta.content creaton followers undso influenzen
#es#muss#da#irgendetwas#geben#unddann#imnächsten#bin#ich nix#nix#oder einfachschonwiedernurdicht#blaublau#zimmerpflanzeblau#blau#zwischenraum#fensterzumhof
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Photos: Anais Stein
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blau. #blau #blaublau #blaublaublau #hashtagsarestupid #iamstupider (hier: Aghios Prokopios beach) https://www.instagram.com/p/CTSCISaK70T/?utm_medium=tumblr
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i’m very hyped to collaborate with @daveeleanor for his new series ALLTAG + WIRREN @helsinkiklub 🔥safe the the date🔥 - - #analog #35mm #film #photography #unkonvetionell #kommerziell #blaublau #zürich (hier: Helsinkiklub) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4SIjmCgkaj/?igshid=mhextz6i5qp3
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From: This is BlauBlau, ready to fight evil. @Xetws
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This is BlauBlau, ready to fight evil.
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I was tagged by @cycas to do the WIP thing, thank you so much!
Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Send me an ask with the title that most intrigues you and interests you and I’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it!
1. Book (the one I’m posting on patreon)
2. Book 1 (sequel of the one above)
3. Of all my experiences
4. Demetria
5. The Dragon Queen
6. Blaublau’s book
7. Finding Faërie
8. There is no one else
9. Poems
I tag @hazelnutshippingco @erdariel @arofili and everyone else who wants to do it (I can’t remember who writes I’m sorry)
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ABOUT THE CHARACTER
NAME OF YOUR CHARACTER: Misora Straus
ONE PICTURE YOU LIKE BEST OF YOUR CHARACTER’S FC: (I like lots of pictures of the FC but this is one of the more recent ones where they all dyed their hair pink to match me! Aren’t they adorable?)
TWO HEADCANONS YOU HAVE FOR YOUR CHARACTER:
[ Blessings of Nymeia ]
A great factor in Misora’s gift in voidsent hunting comes from an attunement with goddess of fate, Nymeia the Spinner. Through private worship and consistent practice, her skills have become notable.
[Badass Adorable ]
Misora loves pastel colors, cute animals, and wearing her hair in pretty styles. She also loves the satisfaction of smashing a voidsent into oblivion.
THREE THINGS THAT YOUR CHARACTER LIKES DOING IN THEIR FREE TIME:
Shopping, despite being a very frugal person
Travel for leisure and visiting new locations
Keeping a succulent garden in honor of her original home of Thanalan
SEVEN PEOPLE THAT YOUR CHARACTER LOVES/LIKES/RESPECTS:
Her father, Croix Straus
Her lover, Raikou Masamune
Her “uncle” Blaublau Lablau
Teammate and occasional adviser, Sosukhatu @vylbrand-privateer
Teammate and aspiring pupil, A’sraha @asraha
BFF Rageki (don’t you dare tell him she thinks that)
Her entire Sword of Justice team, all of whom she is sure came to her through the guidance of the Spinner.
TWO THINGS YOUR CHARACTER REGRETS:
Her father’s ill fate, though she knows there’s nothing she could have done it is hard not to imagine the “what if” scenarios
Each life she cannot save from voidsent posession
A PHOBIA YOUR CHARACTER HAS:
The death of a team member under her responsibility is Misora’s biggest fear.
(I can’t remember which of you fabulous folks tagged me, but it was a hot minute ago so forgive the tardiness!)
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Blaublau, gouache on canvas (at Burnaby, British Columbia) https://www.instagram.com/p/Byewcd7gpbx/?igshid=18514zimstmei
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A European invasion occupies The Matinee and led by three outstanding Swedish bands/artists. There are also some tunes from other parts of the world, and each of them will tantalize you in different ways. Hear new music from: Wild Beasts, wy, Boys, Makeout Point, Luxury Death, Dude York, I MADE YOU A TAPE, Golden Suits, and SHARK LEGS. Homepage link in bio to hear these songs and discover other new music. ... Supporting labels: Domino Recording Company, PNKSLM Recordings, Hybris, Better Call Rob, Hardly Art, BlauBlau Records ... #newmusic #indiemusic #TheMatinee #WildBeasts #wy #boysmusicofficial #NoraKarlsson #MakeoutPoint #LuxuryDeath #DudeYork #IMadeYouATape #GoldenSuits #FredNiclaus #SharkLegs #indierock #garagerock #cinematicindie #indiepop #guitarpop #synthpunk #psychpunk #altrock #artrock #newmusicalert #newmusicdiscovery #pressplay #takealisten
#luxurydeath#newmusic#imadeyouatape#artrock#thematinee#indiemusic#indiepop#norakarlsson#newmusicdiscovery#pressplay#makeoutpoint#takealisten#indierock#sharklegs#dudeyork#newmusicalert#boysmusicofficial#fredniclaus#altrock#psychpunk#wy#garagerock#goldensuits#synthpunk#guitarpop#cinematicindie#wildbeasts
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Illustrationen
LenaScheiwiller
St.Tropez,08.09.2019
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Sylvinho BlauBlau e Ana Paula Carol Narizinho e Mateus Boeira Nayara Justino e Cairo Jardim Andressa e Nasser (BBB) Rafael Ilha e Aline Kezh
Sylvinho BlauBlau e Ana Paula
Carol Narizinho e Mateus Boeira
Nayara Justino e Cairo Jardim
Andressa e Nasser (BBB)
Rafael Ilha e Aline Kezh
— brunomotta (@brunomotta) January 30, 2017
via Twitter https://twitter.com/brunomotta
January 30, 2017 at 11:41AM
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1, 31, 51, 52, 55!
hey dear! thanks for asking!
1. selfie
just a second as I need preparation for that (ugly people problem)
31. 3 random facts
1. I love football as much I love Tolkien
2. I have a teddy bear called Blaublau since I was 1 year old and he is my best friend
3. one time I read The Lord of the Rings in 24 hours
51. starsign
Leo
52. something i’m talented at
I’d like to say writing but I’m not so sure...
55. tumblr friends
well I’m awful at keeping contact but I do consider @spoody @hazelnutshippingco @lancelottie @elrondd @maitimiel @that-weird-guy-in-the-corner @sciencespock @woodlandcrowns @simariethehawk @frodobaggins @that-pissed-off-tolkien-blogger @mapsburgh @celeborn-of-doriath and you my friends, not just them of course but they are the people I talk the most (I feel bad doing this because I feel like I’m forgetting a lot of people and I most certainly am so I’m sorry!)
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Croix Straus was a creature of habbit. Each morning, he would sit for meditation followed by a cup of coffee and a bowl of oats and honey. Each night, he would sprinkle a pinch of holy water at the doorstep and leave a cup of drinking water at his daughter's nightstand by her bed. Each time he prepared to leave for a dangerous job, he put on his favorite ornate black and white robe with its matching hat and kissed his daughter on top of her head. "You're in charge while I'm gone, Misora. Keep 'em out of trouble."
"And don't let the creepies in. Gotcha, Dad." Misora would nod or give a thumbs up and the both yelled "love you!" as he made his way out the door. Misora, his treasure. A small and spritely little girl with his own dare-to-dream bright green eyes and her late mother's spring pink hair. Illness took his wife when their daughter was only four, leaving him a single parent on top of running his second pride and joy, the Sword of Justice: a small company of reputible exorcists. As much as he would rather stay home and spend his time with Misora, the income would help set up a good life for her later. The jobs ranged from day trips to the Camp Drybone graveyard and monestary to grueling trips to Ishgard that could take up to two weeks.
Thankfully, this trip was one of the simpler ones. With two of his physically strongest teammates at his side, they would likely be home in time for dinner. "Donnely's got the ghosts again?" inquired the booming voice of Soft Elbow from beside him. His arms were so muscular that his sleeves looked ready to tear.
"Seems that way," Croix replied cheerfully. From the other side of Soft Elbow, Magnolia raised a doutbful eyebrow at him.
"If you keep telling Misora she's in charge, she's going to start believing it. Mag wore a scowl almost as often as she wore bold lipstick. Today, it was hot pink and applied rather generously.
"Good, I hope she does!" Croix laughed.
"She's six."
"Natori's there, she'll be fine!" Soft Elbow said in Croix's defense. Mag just shook her head, causing Croix to laugh even harder.
Croix and his companions reached the site of a graveyard in camp drybone and greeted by an ageing man approaching eagarly to exchange a firm handshake with each of them. “Ned Donnely, always a pleasure. We came as soon as we could,” Croix said professionally yet amiably. Donnely's face contorted in distress, giving the clue that perhaps pleasantries would have to be skipped.
“And would that you could have come sooner,Croix, I may not have anyone to tend to the church by the time--” The haunting screech of a female's voice sounded from inside of the church building, causing Magnolia and Soft Elbow to smirk and crack their knuckles in anticipation. Donnely threw his arms up in distress. “It is IMPOSSIBLE to find good help these days. Every other lass coming in to help ends up getting posessed!” Croix, maintaining more poise than his eagar companions, gave Ned Donnely's shoulder a reassuring squeeze before making his way in.
“You two make sure not to break any property this time, please?” Soft Elbow responded to Croix's request with a loud “bawwwhh” and a firm shake of the hyurr's shoulders as he chuckled before cracking his neck. As they entered the building, three women in hooded ivory cloaks huddled in a corner behind a bench they had pulled in front of themselves for protection, cowering from a fourth woman of the same garb, surrounded by an aura of dark aether and a dulled red glow to her eyes. The possessed shrieked again, a blend of the woman's own voice with the distorted sound of a spirit's, hurling a brass candle at the frightened ladies and causing them to scream in response. The ladied turned to look at the three exorcists and screamed again in unison, pointing at their posessed friend. The posessed turned and screeched at the exorcists. Croix straightened his posture. Soft Elbow crossed his arms and smirked. Magnolia frowned and unpocketed a bottle of holy water, hurling it at the posessed clergywoman.
“Oh, pipe down!” she hissed as the bottle shattered at the floor by the target's feet. Croix, trying to hide his distress over Magnolia's temper, gave Soft Elbow a gentle push in the direction of the frightened women, trusting that the large man would somehow figure out a way to find them safety and comfort. As the spirit's host writhed away from the spashback of the broken bottle of holy water, Croix stepped cautiously closer with his arms extended, gathering a purifying aetheric energy to his upheld palms.
“I call upon help from Nymeia the Spinner. State your business and leave or be banished by force.” The only response he got was a shambled book thrown in his direction. Had Magnolia not clutched the small framed woman in an arm lock, it was likely she would have lunged right for Croix.
“This one doesn't know how to use words, Boss.” She glared fiercely at Soft Elbow as he offered a big and goofy smile at the women, scooping all three of them up carefully in his giant arms to whisk them away from the scene. “Let's just get this over with quickly, shall we?”
In his focus, Croix Straus was silent as he agreed with the hot-tempered woman. As she tightened her wrestling-style arm lock on the victim, Croix recited his prayer to the goddess Nymeia once more, pushing the aether energy to the body of the posessed and forcing the vengeful soul from from body. “Release your host and return to the life stream in peace.”
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Ten years, several clients, and dozens of exorcisms at Donnely's church later, the Sword of Justice thrived. Croix's small daughter grew to a fesity and curious teenager. He taught her the ritual of purifying houses. Upon her insistence, she had seen several exorcisms and learned how to mix purifying potions. Croix sipped his coffee until a small amount remained at the bottom of the cup, too cold for his liking, and wrote a few notes in a leatherbound journal. Misora took his breakfast plate and pointed at the mug as he nodded to note that he was not going to finish the last few sips. He watched her make her way back to the kitchen, fighting with the crooked hinge on a door that was damaged some years ago by the horseplay of Soft Elbow and Marvelous Magnolia. He felt a tug at his heart as he noticed how grown up she had become. Far more mature than he and his best friend Blaublau Lablau were at her age. With shaking hands, he closed the journal and wound a strap of leather around it to keep it securely closed.
“Can't you take someone with you to your job?” Misora asked, standing in the doorway. Croix was startled, but hid it well with a soft smile as he extended his hand for her to come close to him. He stood up and wrapped her in a tight embrace, taking a moment to appreciate that the color of her hair matched that of her late mother's.
“They're all on jobs, Sora. I have taken plenty of jobs on my own. Don't worry.” He smiled as Misora looked up at him with one eye squinted in doubt.
“Where are you going, anyway?” Croix dismissed her question by kissing her on the forehead and took a brief moment to look at her face.
“To an exorcism.” Misora rolled her eyes, trying and failing to hold back a grin. He picked up his travel bag and gave his daughter's shoulder a tight squeeze. “You're in charge while I”m gone.” She offered a lazy wave as he made his way out the door.
“See you soon, Dad.”
That was the last time Misora ever saw her father.
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Performance, 28.08.2019
Olivia Wiederkehr, Pink.Ponk.Flow.
in einer Linie auf die Strasse leeren. Dann auf einem selbstgebauten
Skateboard stehend diese Linie langsam abfahren, gleichzeitig mit einem
Pinsel an einem langen Stiel die Linie hinter sich verwischen. Dabei nie abstehen,
sondern im langsamen Schwung der Musik bleibend, die Bewegungen ebenfalls
der Musik angepasst - slowmotion- das Gleichgewicht in Balance halten. Den Strich - die Grenze
- fokussieren. Die Grenze - den Strich - verwischen. Das ist das Ziel.
Photos: Natalie Fasnacht
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