#ea: goodbyesummer

[ursotasteless]

Mood Board: We’re safe for the summer.

                                                                                      “You feel like my sweet escape.”

                                                                                                            “We’re cool for the summer”

[eaxselene-blog]

✧ ;; sea lessons.

@eaxnikolaus

“niko!” selene calls, latching on quickly to the older’s arm, big grin adorning her face. somewhere in their relationship, selene had switched from the traditional mr. horowitz to simply the janitor’s first name. the two had an odd sort of relationship that could only be described as friendship, or maybe apprenticeship, but mostly, friendship.

“i haven’t seen you all weekend on this trip! where have you been?” she asks, giddy with the prospect of hearing his new stories and tales. he always did have such interesting stories, “did you go on an adventure? why didn’t you take me with you?”

“but tell me, what does the great mr. horowitz do at this fabulous place called the beach?”

[eaxselene-blog]

✧ ;; say hi to the fish.

@eaxalec

with the sun high in the sky and a streak of boredom hanging over her, selene is on the hunt for something that will satisfy her cravings. looking over at alec, her dear friend, a small smile grows on her lips, she is suddenly passed with the thought to make him the victim of a little dip in the ocean. as they near the rolling waves, selene casually steps even closer to said waves, as if she is nothing but innocent. 

“the ocean sure is pretty today,” she hums, casting a glance over at him before moving slightly behind him. it’s not too noticeable, and she makes sure to pretend to admire a seashell before looking back up at the other. 

“how about a dip in the water?” selene asks, mischievous smirk curling on her lips as she extended a hand and pushed alec in. 

as soon as the other practically face plants into the water, she starts laughing- hard. tears are in her eyes, and she’s starting to curl in on herself from how much her stomach hurts.  

[ursotasteless]

The Wish

As the class made their way up the trails and everyone seemed to be severely out of breath, Ophelia couldn’t help but be reminded once again that she was the sole immortal in the small group. As the teacher droned on about how beautiful the wildlife was, everyone’s eyes were fixated on the waterfall. It looked similar to the one where her heart was opened by someone...someone who will eventually die. Blinking slowly, she felt people dig in their pockets for their loose change but Ophelia only watched as they threw each in while whispering a wish to themselves and the magical waters. When everyone had finished and were about to leave, Ophelia pulled out her last Greek coin, and whispered to it softly. Tossing it into the gentle waters before taking one last look before catching up with the others.

Hour 10 

She awoke as she normally did, but the night before their was a raging party at one of cabins and the Goddess had downed a cup too many, and was feeling it hurt as the sun warmed her face. Wait. She felt it. Why was it weird that she felt it? Ignoring her unfamiliar pounding headache, she ran towards the mirror and found herself face to face with her. But she was less glowy and more dull as if someone had tone down her intensity and she no longer look photoshop perfect. She had a few black heads, her hair was a little frizzy and her eyes seemed much darker than she remembered. 

Her mind felt odd as well, as if she had amnesia but that couldn’t be the case. She knew exactly who she was and where she was. Her name was Ophelia Callous, her mother’s name was Aphrodite and her fathers name was Ares; they were apart of the Greek mythology club in school, both were Greek and hit it off and married had had one daughter. Her, she was Ever After High because her family were ancestors of Aphrodite and Ares, from mythology. Some jokes that Ophelia was 1/100th Goddess. Why did that feel unfamiliar? Her best friends were Gwen because they were cheer captain and co-captain, and Kay because he was her Oppa....it felt like she was missing something. Scarlet walked by, and seeing her in red made Ophelia’s heart hurt all of sudden. Something was wrong. She was missing something.

Hour 12

She ignored the feeling and got dressed, chatting with her roommates but keeping a distance. They were a bit too weird for her, and she was just a normal girl and they were....different. They gave her odd looks but she continued with her day as she walked outside to see some boy catching a football in the air. She smiled softly, he was handsome...even if he did have those weird ears sticking out of his head. He gave a big smile in her direction and she gave a shy one back. Maybe in another life, he would be her type but Ophelia liked normal. 

Hour 16

Walking the length of the beach, she felt the sun warm her skin and she was glad she put on sunscreen this morning. Touching the water gently, she decided to take a swim as she made her way out to sea, she swam harder and faster as she reached a point where all her classmates looked so small and she wondered why she felt so tired all of a sudden. Her body felt heavy and she slowly felt herself sinking, kicking and trying to stay afloat to no avail. She was exhausted and as she called out to the students, they couldn’t hear her at such a far distance. She felt her mouth fill with water as she could no longer see the shore only blue. Than darkness.

Hour 19

Her eyes fluttered opened and she took a deep breath before instantly coughing, while spitting up some water. She was on the beach, and some boy in the red was hovering over her and his face was filled with panic and worry. “Alice!” He yelled before she was embraced and she felt herself feel reassured in her heart even though her mind was telling her otherwise. Pushing him away, she tried to stand but almost fell on another boy who was staring down at her, he had stormy eyes and pushed her off of him quickly before muttering a profanity. Steadying herself slowly, she locked eyes with the guy from earlier the one with the ears and nice smile. He looked like he was going to cry, and she never knew so many random students had so much sympathy. After a pause, she heard a female voice ring out from the crowd encircling her. “Should have left you to drown. Bitch.” 

Hour 22

After leaving the beach, with the help of a blonde haired dude with darkness behind his eyes and a perky girl with bunny like features. She was on the phone with her parents and she tried to calm down their nerves. “You have never been a strong swimmer! What possessed you to swim so far out?” Her mother demanded, her voice shaking from worry. There was a pause, where her stomach hurt and she felt like something inside of her wanted to speak. “I just felt like...I could swim...if I wanted all of sudden...like I was invincible.” It was a different tone than the logical girl was used to, emotion-driven and a bit melancholy. “I’ll call you back later.” 

Hour 24

Sitting on her porch, she was reading a book when she heard her voice being called out. It was Kay. He made his was next to her and handed her a beer before the girl refused it, “I get major hangovers, remember?” she whispered before laughing gently while the ice-boy looked confused before not saying anything. “You really scared everyone earlier you know...with that little stunt you pulled. It was really unlike you.” Ophelia didn’t know why but she felt her voice call out before she knew it and her eyes flash pink. “Because it wasn’t me.” The Goddess finally said before brushing her hair out of her face and feeling her soft complexion. Kay watched the transformation slowly at work before laughing, “what was your wish? To be weak?” He asked, knowing full well the answer as Ophelia took a swig of the beer after all. “Kinda.” She winked before feeling her stomach in knots, and her words came to her as she watched the sun go down.

“I wish I was born mortal.” 

[eagwen-blog]

♡ goodbye summer ft. @eaxdean ♡ 

it’s all in jest, as one can probably tell from the smile on his face, or by the way he’s pushing his sunglasses above his head so he can open his eyes and actually look at her. his head is resting on his arms and it’s a relatively okay day, and for a few hours he actually doesn’t have any responsibilities unless someone gets into trouble.

so he thinks: maybe i can buy ice cream for rose, too. she might want some. i hope they have french vanilla.

he’s already sitting up, hands in the pockets of his khaki pants, standing in front of this student like he’s some bully. maybe with another alias, but not right now.

“you’re lucky i’m in a good mood, kid. say please and give me your money, then maybe i’ll help you out.”

“kid?” she echoes, positively curious and in slight shock. “since when did you stop calling me princess?” 

for all intents and purposes, gwen has never been a brat. she has always been the good kid who follows whatever the adults say without any fuss and temper tantrum in sight. considering the lifestyle she lives, it’s pretty for a princess like here to be so nice but this doesn’t mean that she cannot play the princess card to her strengths once in a while-- especially towards someone she’s close to. 

“how about i call you sir instead and then we call it a deal?” she grins playfully, positively looking much like a child next to her teacher. 

[eayujin-blog]

how cruel it can be

❛ Tell me what it was– tell mo who he is  ❜

How cruel can Fate cheat destiny for a day to tie two forbidden threads together. The coin she throws sinks deep into the crystal clear water, glistening against the sunlight like a piece of treasure. 

And at that single throbbing moment, there’s a surge of memory rushing through her veins like no other vague memory she has felt. It stitches through as scenes flash before her eyes, and she finally understands.

She has loved her heart out, and she will love again, until nine hundred years finish her. She remains still, tears rolling against her cheeks as she stares into oblivion. Her hand starts shaking, falling down on her knees as she continues to stare, continues to savor those fragments together. 

“My...king” she whispers into the air, letting the wind pass her message to the faiths. 

[eayujin-blog]

mtbd

War, famine, death-- those three words flash in different entities as tears start rolling against her cheeks. Yujin curls up on her bed, trying not to scream to prevent any ruckus shaking the cabin. But those fragments continue to hit her like a blade piercing in every pain possible. 

She pushes herself up, grimacing at how heavy her heart and mind feels right now. The fragments surge through her again, like she’s in some kind of forest as torches and people chase her down. She gets up, runs out of the cabin barefoot. She sees nothing but trees, and shouts. “Where’s that bitch, Kim Soah?” she hears a name that isn’t hers (or maybe it is) 

And she runs again, now feeling sand against her feet as she slumps down and passes out.  

[eayujin-blog]

* & ENTRY 001 ° the fountain of dreams  —

❛ I'd sail every moon, I'd catch every star, I'd die nine hundred times... just to feel my heart beating again ❜

The fragments throb through her mind like little puzzle pieces, something that she feels are making sense but she just couldn’t point out why. Her dreams have always had an interception-- war, famine, death; everything those seven hundred year old eyes have seen. 

Maybe that’s the reason why the gods have tried their best to erase her memory every time she reborns-- she wouldn’t handle it; the gods aren’t so cruel after all. 

But as the moon wanes with it’s light so full tonight, the fragments are different, less vague-- as if the faiths are screaming for something to happen, or maybe they’re just as cruel. 

She dreams a different scarlet, something so warm and exciting at the same time. It isn’t a cry this time but a laughter-- their laughter. She feels lips on hers and she swears it’s the most exciting thing she has felt her whole life. 

Then the fragments twist and turn like channels of the television losing their signals. She wakes up with her fingers on her lips, and hours later, a coin in her hand, tossing it with her eyes close and lips apart. 

“Tell me what it was-- tell mo who he is” 

She whispers in all foolishness, wishing something she can’t even understand. 

“Yea whatever” she laughs and opens her eyes, running away to her group as the coin sinks deep.