rokkalda asked: [ Some other you; ]

rokkalda:

the-slowknife:

the-slowknife:

Mermaid verse

Talia splashed in the water, her fin making a smacking sound behind her. All of Poseidon’s were lively and curious, but no other could match Talia’s excitement for discovering new things and people. Her upper torso met with the rock sitting high enough out of the water, staring up at the dark haired man before her. “No one ever comes out this far. Who are you?”

With a slight twist of her head her eyes fell upon the building he spoke of. The structure stood tall and it was the color of a pale coral. “That is were we will stay?” The sound of amazement hung on every word. Taking small steps past him, towards the building. She didn’t make it far; a small dune threw her balance off causing her to tumble back into the sand.

Embarrassed, she sat in silence, stretching her legs out. After a moment she looked back towards him. There was a blush in her cheeks, bushing her sea blown hair from her face. “I still may need help.”

        “— I thought so.” Bounteous elation disfigures, the impassivity of his mien as yet another small, breathless wheeze erupts from his throat. So direly close was he, to undergo the infrequency of a coughing fit. A dense clearing of a vast, hollow esophagus…always seemed to do the trick. 

        A swift swivel atop the spike of his boot and he was bound to turn…as beneath him, frail knees subdue to their surrender. Alight smite against the rear of a broadened shoulder blade, designates the siren to incline. “Envelop, frail nape; within your  g e n t l  e  arm’s embrace.”

Watchful eyes took him in as he approached. Never taking in how tall he actually was her eyes lingered before he kneeled to her level. Long arms came about the long neck, wrapping securely and resting on broad shoulders.

Lanky limbs folded neatly over his other as he lifted. Her gaze still on them; not able to take her eyes from her new gifts. A smile appeared as she rested her head on his shoulder. Her focus may have seemed distracted, but her attention was fully on him and the way he held her. Never had there been so much gravity pressed onto her, though he was able to carry her as though she were air. Bright blues were able to finally break their vain gaze and peer up to his visage. Studying it like it were a structure of art. “Are you a human?”

tagged → #yep
tagged → #Talia is Scarlette

When a forest grows too wild, a purging fire is inevitable and natural.

tagged → #father
tagged → #beloved

archatlas:

The Starry Night Close-Up Vincent Van Gogh

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Anonymous asked: I ship you and Loki

Making my corset for Loki cosplay. I may suffocate before I finish.

Making my corset for Loki cosplay. I may suffocate before I finish.

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tagged → #ice prince