unanimiter et constanter oslo

' Ser forskjell på den gatesmarte og den lærte. ' Hetalia-associated Oslo OC

[icutiecat]

"And that darkness gets pretty enticing and it starts to feel a little bit like a...void"

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[kxhlxn]

[houseplantmakesmemes]

Platonic Affections Meme

[klapligehesten-deactivated20210]

Send me a ◇ for my muse to to play with your muse’s hair Send me a ♖ for your muse to wash mine’s hair Send me a ♧ for our muses to cuddle Send me a ♤ for my muse to style yours, whether it be clothing, jewelry, makeup, etc is up to you Send me a ♡ for a platonic kiss between our muses Send me a □ for my muse to give yours a backrub Send me a ○ for another type of platonic affection that either the sender or receiver can specify Send me a ° for my muse to try and teach yours something they’re passionate about, a hobby perhaps Send me a ■ for my muse to read a story to yours Send me a • to share headphones with my muse Send me a ☆ to go on a mundane adventure with my muse, such as to get groceries or coffee etc Send me a ● to hold my muse’s hand Send me a ¤ for YOUR (The sender’s) muse to play  with my muse’s hair Send me a ▪ to help my muse with a project, mission, something routine around the house, etc

[nordiixa-blog]

Reblog if you don’t mind Slice-of-Life threads that don’t necessarily go anywhere.

✕  there is so much development to be made from people just… being together. there’s no need for a whole huge big plot for muses to make memories. just conversation and doing mundane things together is enough sometimes.

[keepthelemons]

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[vintageski]

Six members of the Oslo Skiing Association, circa 1890.

Photo by Gihbsson

National Library of Norway

[tigerstaden]

starter for @severnayastolitsa !

      Standing on top of the Ekeberg hill overlooking the Oslofjord, the stars reflecting in its still surface, Ola took a few running steps and came to a grinding halt, throwing his arm as if his hand had a stone in it instead of it being empty. Pursing his lips, a descending whistle rushed out between them, until he shoved a thumb between them and flicked it back out with the sound of a ‘plop’. 

         Shoving his hands in his pockets he turned on his heel towards where Alexei was sat on an old bench. Ola had dragged him up here to get away from the noise and business of the city. It was a long time since they’d had a moment in private, and he thought it might be about time to let down his walls a little around old acquaintances.    “    So how’s it been going lately with you, then ?    ”     He began generically enough, taking a step onto the bench and electing to sit down on the back of it next to the young Russian.    “    It’s strange, but I feel as if the past few years have passed by so quickly, looking back it only feels like months    ...    Until I remember how much has gone down, that is.    ”     Corner of his mouth quirking up, he smiled over at Alexei and reached out to lightly nudge his shoulder with the back of his hand.    “    Here I am, talking like the fossil I am. But you’ve got to be feeling your age at this point, too, huh    ?    Not so much the little schoolboy anymore.    ”

[severnayastolitsa]

[tigerstaden]

severnayastolitsa‌:

     I  SWEAR  TO YOU GENTLEMEN, THAT TO BE OVERLY CONSCIOUS IS  A SICKNESS, A REAL, THOROUGH SICKNESS

[vintagenorway]

May 1 parade, banner reads: Gay love - a human right Oslo, 1981

[tigerstaden]

starter for @tsariniia <3

     “    He used to sit over by that window there, in Dr Ibsen’s own special armchair, reading the news, watching folks, other guests you know    ----    or so I always imagined.    ”     Ola nodded over to another table situated against a window out to Oslo’s main street, Karl Johans gate. Elbows on the surface of their own table, he cradled the coffee cup in his hands as a smile ghosted his lips.    “    They were like that, weren’t they, the greats    ?    Observant, in-the-know.    ”    Curiosity shining in his eyes, Ola looked back to Anastasya.    “    What about Chekhov, if I can ask that    ?    Did you know him     ?    ”     Corner of his lips stretched into a crooked smile.    “    Ever slip him a few cheeky anecdotes to include in there    ?     ”

[tigerstaden]

starter for @onceuponatroll bc i say so

      The ocean breeze tugged at his hair and clothes and the sail stretched taught between the two of them, the noise of it and the hull of the boat crashing against the waves rushing in his ears like an old lullaby. Ola breathed in the salty air, closing his eyes against the sun and feeling the wind on his face.    “    You know, winter is great and all, with the whole slow traffic and risk of injury from going to the store thing, but summer    ...    ”     Smiling, he opened his eyes and peered at Sigurd.    “    Do you ever wish you’d been born in the South instead    ?    ‘Cause I’ll admit, there’s been a few times    ----    ”

[tigerstaden]

starter for @nidarosing that no one asked for

     “    Alright.    ”     Ankle clutched in his hand up behind him, Ola let go and let his leg drop, shaking out the cramped muscles. Doing a few quick hops on the spot, he grinned as he finally came to a stop.    “    First man to score five on the other gets    ...     ”     Squinting against the sun, he looked around for inspiration, lips twisting mischievously.    “    Actually,    ”    he turned back around and lightly kicked the ball over to Sindre,    “    Name your prize and I’ll give you mine.    ”

[tigerstaden]

ola’s secret is that he’s a virgo trying to come across as a leo

[tigerstaden]

s..... st arting call 👀

[tigerstaden]

musikstadtwien‌:

     Audelina has never been a fan of their distance. On the occasion that they have to dutifully spend time apart, it always seems to feel like an unfortunate while before they see one another again. She prefers it better this way; spending time in quiet, enjoying one another’s presence and warmth. They’re better suited for this. For being in each other’s arms. 

      The rhythmic carding of fingers through her hair serves as just enough of a distraction to pull her focus from the movie. The sensation relaxes her muscles, eases her mind, serves to melt her further into her companion’s side. Whatever has occurred within the past twenty minutes or so in the film has been completely lost on her. It’s all bright colors and whimsical music, but not much more than that. Whatever plans the mustached man and the bellhop boy have for the rest of the move seemed wholly unimportant. Background noise.       It’s Ola’s voice that pulls her back to reality, and she takes a moment to process what he’s asking. She laughs gently, a soft smile beginning to curve her lips as she tilts her head back to look at him.  “  If this is your way of testing me to see if I’m paying attention, you caught me. I’ve no idea.  ”

      Gentle laughter rumbled in his chest, and his arm fell from around her shoulders to poke her lightly in the side.    “    But if you don’t study up, how will we ever survive the experimental film pub quiz ? Our whole team was banking on you, Audi.    ”     Having leant in, he kissed her lightly, smile tugging at his lips all the while. With a deep breath, Ola leant back and stretched his arms above his head, rolling his wrists and folding his hands behind his head. He sighed and glanced back to the flatscreen.    “    Suppose we’ll just have to make it up as we go. Now I personally think the birthmark-girl is going to come in with a grenade launcher at some point soon and just wreck shop. Reckon I can pass it off as artistic interpretation.    ”    Brows raised expectantly, he rolled his head to look at her.    “    What about you ? What do you think.    ”

[tigerstaden]

fc really coming through

[tigerstaden]

                         landsbyhesten kan jo bare prøve seg . 

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