{ little mermaid }

little did they dream that a pretty young mermaid was down below, stretching her white arms up toward the keel of their ship.

[saltedwish2-blog]

occultixx:

with a tilted head, she stepped closer. Ailen could smell something off about the girl, and it was intriguing. 

                      —– “You mean you don’t have a home?”       she didn’t ask it cruelly, but with a need to know.

slightly intimidated by the fierce girl, yet desperate for the social interaction, caspia nodded, eyes alight.

                      “i do! just - not around here. i’m travelling for a while.”

[saltedwish2-blog]

                              “you people never cease to amaze me.”

[jilynnbishoparchived-blog]

“Bitch, please.” 

[saltedwish2-blog]

                      “sorry - do my words offend?”

[melisica]

[melisica]

(by Jenna Denise)

[saltedwish2-blog]

harveyiisms:

“Please tell me you’re joking.” 

            “sadly not - does my suffering seem amusing?”

[hedidntbelievemearchive-deactiv]

    “I’m not moving from this spot.”

[saltedwish2-blog]

                 “please - i just need a glass of water.”

[saltedwish2-blog]

“and she wept,                                                                                                                                           for she was not like them.”                                                                   indie/selective mermaid oc

[miscellanyofmusings]

I am happy that I have you Even though you’re not here now

[ofthcmoonarchive-blog]

She’d noted the presence of the girl, and the reluctance made Ailen turn, flashing her a grin, teeth and all.

                 ——– “Well, so you are sugar. Might I help you find your way?”

[saltedwish2-blog]

taken aback by the girl’s friendliness, caspia glanced down.                                                                                                 “i’m looking for a place to stay,” she muttered.

[fy-astridbergesfrisbey]

[bubbly-bxtch]

[thecerisequeen-archive]

Send in a ‘💋 ’...

& I will answer with a gif of what (I think) our muses would kiss like.

[theunclean-blog1]

“and she wept,                                                                                                                                                      for she was not like them.”

[saltedwish2-blog]

pale lips hovered around their words, reluctant to speak.                                                                                                         “sorry to trouble you ... i seem to be lost.”

[bubbly-bxtch]