#vestlia

[rocketvodka]

Taking inspiration from @ninageilo, and all the amazing, crazy Norwegians who inspired our journey, this is how we chill. ・・・ Bassenget er stengt i dag? #geilo365 #vestlia #geiloaktiv #vinternatt #alwaysaprès #swimming #chillin #icebath #norway #norge #peakmoments #vodkafromapples #rocketvodka (at Geilo, Norway) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8sO86Xg1tk/?igshid=gssd0eac08pg

[josteinpedersen]

(at Geilolia Skisenter, Vestlia)

[sim0nechristine]

I love this place! 💜 #vestliaskiresort #vestlia #simonechristinedotcom #fysak

[corruptxd-blog1]

@vestlia

she isn’t there.

despite the soft smile gently and sweetly assuring her, yes, sulis, she’ll be there, don’t worry — meiko is nowhere to be found. turning her head to and from to try to scan the crowd of students is a bit ‘risky’ ( she prays her teacher doesn’t notice her wandering gaze — and apologizes mentally to eisei as well ), but it only confirms her suspicions.

bidding a quick apology and a promise to be back later to her best friend ( she’s not going very far, but even so she has a feeling he understands nonetheless ), she takes the steps to the roof two at a time and counts them in her head. when she gets there, what will she say? sympathy can only go so far, and her understanding falls short — though she knows what it’s like to mourn, she cannot personally connect to meiko’s own specific pain. but whether she can connect or not, she can’t just keep standing with her hand on the doorknob, hesitating.

not when her friend needs her.

❝meiko-chan?❞ spring is warm, spring is life, spring is flowers — and yet the colorful array in her friend’s arms throws her off for a moment. but then, don’t people always bring flowers to honor the dead? softly, she asks, ❝may i keep you company?❞

[kirijoborn-blog]

“Mimi-chan?” she echoes in middle of the halls, a smile quickly slipping into her face as she spots the girl. Suitcase on one hand, Meiko walks to Harumi, almost bouncing on her step. “Let’s go out to hagakure! My treat, happy birthday!”

“ Oh! ”

         It is completely unexpected; she has gone through enough hours of the day without  anyone coming over to greet her—but she supposes that, what with how big the school  is, it would’ve crossed someone’s mind. It surprises her that Meiko even remembers  what today means to her, and a smile lights her face up in response. Closing her note-  book, Harumi stands up. Her original plan of not celebrating today is effectively ruined,  but it would be a lie if she says that she’ll lament over it.

“ Thank you. That’s really sweet of you.  Well, then, let’s go! ”

[judgend-blog]

#

send me ”#” for cell phone headcanons about our muses including:

what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

arisato.

what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone.

n/a.

what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone.

probably a default one tbh since he never answers those. the best way to reach him is via text.

my muse’s last text to your muse.

[TXT; 4:23pm] ok

[judgend-blog]

✉ ツ $

Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.

[TXT; 3:57am] im sorry im me.

       [DELETE? >YES. NO. ]

Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.

[TXT; 3:30pm] just had the worst lunch in existence and im pretty sure im going to die from food poisoning [TXT; 3:31pm] but akari made it for me specially so (∗ᵕ̴᷄◡ᵕ̴᷅∗)՞[TXT; 3:32pm] anyway yeah im not coming over to dinner tell iori

Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.

[TXT; 1:47pm] i snuck a frog into my room [TXT; 1:47pm]  it was really slippery but i got it ( •̀ᄇ• ́)ﻭ✧[TXT; 1:48pm] shit[TXT; 1:48pm] dont tell mom

[tookind-blog1]

"Don't die... Don't die on me. Please..."

This fear which gripped him was foreign. He’s died before.... Sacrificed himself to become the Great Seal for the sake for the FRIENDS he had made. The FRIENDS he has come to love. There was no hesitation, no second thoughts. No sense of regret or fear of dying. Because at the time, he wasn’t leaving anything behind but a world where his friends could live their lives and be happy. Away from the monsters that haunted them.

At the time, Minato knew that they could all handle it. That they were strong. He understood that him dying would only cause them grief, but they’ve fought through worse together. Been through worse together -- and then some apart. Which was why he was able to go with peace in mind, knowing that he was doing it for them.

But this was different. If the blood which pooled in the back of his throat wasn’t suffocating him enough, he was sure that this wave if panic and regret would have. He wasn’t sure what hurt more: the deep gash on his chest which spilled his life essence, or that frantic fear on her face. 

He was leaving her again. He just came back into her life, no matter the circumstances, and he was given the chance to meet the daughter he’s been watching over since she came to this world. And he was leaving her again.... He cursed. He swore. Damned every higher being he could think of for such cruelty.

“... Me... Meiko.” His voice is weak, but he tries to be strong. He tries to hide that fear which sat heavily on his chest as he reaches up, only to hesitate. Bloody fingers curled into small fists before he dropped his limb to his side once more. “Shhhh....,” He tries to sooth. Maybe... Just maybe... If he could hold on for a little longer, help will come and he will be saved.

“Just... It’s okay Meiko. I’m not... I’m not going anywhere... Not again.” Eyes flutter shut, only to clench together. He hat to stay awake, for her sake. He had to stay focused. “Tell me... Tell me about your fifth birthday party. What did everyone get you, M.. Meiko?”