#p:alaska

[britt-rych-blog]

La castaña se encontraba vagando por las sendas del enorme campamento que había allí montado. Sinceramente, la castaña podría realmente disfrutar de todo aquello si no fuera porque la propia institución había decidido llevar niños junto a ellos. Y no era que a Brittany no le gustaran los niños, sino que le aterraban los niños. Tenía más de una razón por las que esto le sucedía, pero digamos que los críos le gustaban tanto como a su hermana pequeña los perros; pequeñitos y de lejos. Por eso mismo, hacía cosa de dos horas, la muchacha se había adentrado en el bosque junto a West y Alaska. Ahora, ciento veinte minutos después, se hallaba en medio de la fauna en busca de la segunda, pues sabía que ella se había perdido y probablemente hecho algún daño, ya que tras distintos y repetidos mensajes, ninguno fue respondido. La americana llevaba vagando entre tan frondosa flora más de quince minutos e incluso estuvo a punto de rendirse o avisar a Noelia cuando distinguió una rubia cabellera en el suelo a menos de veinte metro — ¡ Alaska ! —. Gritó, acercándose al sitio donde ella se encontraba. ( @alaaaskacalder )

[fckoffares-blog]

❝ — we found love right where we are ❞ ➡ ( &. * areslaska —  ♡

[ @alaskakys​ ;  ♡ ]

To say Ares was excited was an understatement, he have put so much thought and order into this that it could be considered a damn masterpiece, to him at least. He have told only two people apart than his own sisters that he was going to propose & he couldn’t really wait. It was the main reason why he haven’t spent so much time with the other male as soon as season one of the show ended, the planning have gotten stressful, when the call was received if they wanted to come back he took it as a chance to make this worth it. Obviously, he had been ( mysterious ) about it, not wanting to give any detail about it to Alaska, so being secretive was the best thing he could have done & it have paid off; as he was sure his boyfriend didn’t have a clue about it at all. 

The German male was pretty proud of himself, he wasn’t the best secret keeper or holder for that matter, he was literally an open book; anything that could be hidden came out at some point so he didn’t bother, his reputation was clean & he wanted to keep it that way, for the sake of his own self esteem, really. But right now, he couldn’t be any more nervous, a trace of doubt in his mind as Alaska was still on remission and sometimes he wondered if that will stop him from taking the next step in their relationship, Ares wanted ( nothing more ) than to marry this man; he was merely three weeks away from turning 25 and he wanted to start his life more seriously, they have been dating for a little less than two years and that was enough for him to know what he wanted in life, and right now it was only to marry Alaska. 

& What was a better chance than in his 25th birthday ? It was something he have been pondering about for at least six months when he started to go more into detail about the planning thing, his three sisters were excited; helping him pick out the ring first & then his attire, yeah he was gonna go incredibly posh that he was going to have to deal with his boyfriend’s remarks about how he couldn’t be a simple man but Ares had been taught that in important matters he should ( always ) be presentable so he would be taken seriously. But for now, he was just lying about in bed, drowsy & in between that being awake but still somehow asleep limbo. The other male tucked behind him with his arms draped around him like they always would sleep, after Ares’ little jealousy outburst a few nights ago, it was impressive that Alaska was asleep the way he was, without a care in the world while the taller of the two was still feeling the weight of his actions on his shoulders but the gentleness that the other have showed him made him believe he wasn’t much at fault.

[fckoffares-blog]

( * // &. it’s my right to be hellish  ❞ --- areslaska

@alaskakys​

It was not like Ares felt scaed about Alaska leaving him, it was just something that bore into his mind and made fire rip through every vein in his body and pour out of every single pore. It made him frustrated; angry-- he rarely got angry at all, everyone that knew him and got asked if they have seen him remotely mad about anything would look at you like you had three heads. Ares wasn’t an angry person anymore, he didn’t live up to his namesake; the god of chaotic war; that was definitely not him and he found it rather curious that his parents have named him this way.

But at the same time, he understood why... He had been before, finding himself smashing things and screaming at the walls although in this case, he was calm, almost scarily serene but there was still something there, jealousy glistening in his now rather dark green eyes and his features seemed sharper and almost threatening. This Ares wasn’t the one that was always on display, the good, soft spoken and overly sweet and nice, this was a darker version of himself. And he always did his best to keep it trapped inside the cage in his brain but unfortunately; it came out sometimes and god help whoever was in his way.

His body was tense, knuckles white as he gripped the armrest of the chair he was in, his leg folded and resting over his knee as he tried to remain as calm as he could while he waited for Alaska to come back from wherever he was. Unfortunately-- or fortunately for his boyfriend he have managed to catch him flirting with some people, some of them flirting back and others just leaving him be.

But it was not them whom he was angry at; and techincally-- he wasn’t angry at Alaska, he was simply jealous.But, could he be blamed? He didn’t know if he could be, nor did he cared, r if he was being ver draatic and overreacting-- he didn’t give a damn, what he was focusing on right now was the door and when it would open to let him greet the smaller male the right way. Get his point across.

[fckoffares-blog]

@alaskakys​

If Ares have forgotten how sensitive he was to rough temprature changes he honesly haven’t given a damn before, he thought he wouldn’t be getting sick in such a hot weather. But at the moment he was curled up in bed under three normal blankets and an electric one and at least three empty cups of tea piled on the beside table, he had three empty boxes of tissues on the floor and a half empty one beside him and a garbage bin beside the bed to discard the dirty ones, he couldn’t stop sniffling and his eyes were watering more by the second. A groan escaped his mouth once he reached to blow his nose again, it was getting redder and it slightly burned.

Ares never got sick but when he did, he was tired and groggy and in a bad mood, and he just hoped Alaska didn’t mind stepping in a germ filled room just to take care of him, knowing how picky Ares was for clean things but right now he didn’t give a damn. A string of sneezes leaving his body as he shivered under the electric blanket and just covered himself to eye level under it, letting out a whine afterwards.

[tracexlevins-blog]

Birthday Surprises || Trace + Alaska

Trace had been thinking about Alaska’s birthday gift for a while. He had no idea what to get her but it had to be special. She was one of his favourite people in the world. After weeks of trying to think of something, he finally thought of something that he thought she would love. He grabbed a bunch of pretty blankets and sheets as well as a basket of chocolate and movies and headed over to her apartment. He waited until she went out and snuck into her aparment to set up. He hooked the blankets and sheets to the ceiling causing them to form a tent. He collected all the pillows he could find in the apartment and covered the floor of the tent with them. He hung up some Japanese lanterns to make it look nicer and placed the basket of chocolate, candy, movies and an added bottle of her favourite vodka in the center of the pile of pillows. Once he was content with his work, he waited next to the tent for her to get home. He was only waiting a few minutes when he heard the doorknob turn.

[ishiinatsumi-blog]

New look || Alaska&Natsumi

Resopló, mirándose en el espejo del baño. Le había dicho a Alaska que tenía que buscar dinero para pagar a la peluquera, si la quería acompañar, y ella había aceptado. Pero la había dejado en el living (si es que no se había puesto a dar vueltas por el departamento, lo que a Natsumi no le molestaba ya que no encontraría más que libros y CD's de The Pretty Reckless), y había casi corrido a encerrase al baño. No estaba segura de si teñirse el cabello, nunca le había hecho nada desde que era niña y ni eso, porque de no ser por su madre lo tendría largo hasta más allá de las caderas (lo cual, teniendo en cuenta su altura, no sería nada difícil). Se pasó una mano por el cabello, estaba sano y oscuro. Era del mismo color que el de su padre: castaño chocolate.

-- Estoy lista --le dijo a la pelirroja al volver al living luego de salir del baño y tomar una cartera con el dinero que necesitaba. Respiró hondo. ¿Por qué estaba tan nerviosa si lo único que haría sería cambiar su color de cabello?--. ¿Vamos? --Sonrió. En unos minutos habían salido del departamento y estaban camino a la peluquería que su amiga le había recomendado (y a la que se dirigían, si es que ninguna de las dos se perdía).

[tracexlevins-blog]

Reunited || Trace&Alaska

A couple of months ago, Trace's parents decided that they wanted a bit of time to themselves so for the last month and a half of his high school career, they sent him away to boarding school. This caused him to have to leave his friends and his job. Thankfully when he explained the situation to his boss, he said they would gladly take him back when he got home. The day he got back, he started talking to Alaska and went to her house just to give her a hug. She was one of the people he had missed the most. They made plans to hangout the next day so as soon as he was off his shift, he went home to change out of his horrible uniform and grab a bottle of rye from their liqueur cabinet before driving to her house. He walked up and gave the door 3 quick knocks and waited for the girl to answer.

[claire-jfc-blog]

It'll be Okay (Just Dance) || Claire & Alaska

Just as Claire curled up on the couch in the living room with a new book, a girl that she didn't recognize walked into the room. She surveyed her for a moment before deciding that she looked like she was nice. Sitting up with a grin, Claire stuck her hand out. "Hi! I'm Claire." She giggled and glanced down at her hand before pulling it back. Shaking hands? What was she doing. "Hey, d'you wanna do something? Like play Just Dance?"