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@sirensang-blog
❝ WAR IS NOT FOR WINNING ———— IT IS FOR SURVIVING !!
the most smol fandom ( honestly , we are four people … come join us! ) : muses from the novel DEATHLESS , by catherynne m . valente. feat . KOSCHEI THE DEATHLESS , written by christl & MARYA MOREVNA , written by denisa & VIY , TSAR OF DEATH , written by cal & BABA YAGA , written by lynnie .
M A R Y A M O R E V N A !! ——— don’t you know anything ? girls must be very , very careful to care only for ribbons and magazines and wedding rings . they must sweep their hearts clean of anything but kisses and theater and dancing . they must n e v e r read pushkin ; they must n e v e r say clever things ; they must n e v e r have sly eyes or wear their hair loose and wander around barefoot , or they will draw his attention !
WARMISTRESS : marya morevna , from catherynne m valente’s deathless 22 / 08 /16
i am casually over here right now
omg .. I’ve been so busy with work lately that I haven’t been here ! sorry buds. feel free to treat this as a starter call for when I get home if u like !!
it smells like fish in here.
mAAYYYYYBE you should stop kidnapping fishermans’ daughters then
I like the sea: we understand one another. It is always yearning, sighing for something it cannot have; and so am I.
Greta Garbo (Picture Show Magazine Interview, 1927). (via (via ofthewiind)
There’s no salvation for me now…
hey there denisa whats it like in tumblr city you're a thousand miles away but girl tonight u look so pretty yes u do so can i have some blog rec's too ?
wOW you’re just …. such a great singer oh golly gee
umm hmm @cursedsleep @voskreshenii @bayouwitch @mctriarchy @fllowershop @porticosdaughter , @pondelistic , then obviously em , and nEVER CHRISTL
❝ mmmm , sea wench is such an un - flattering term —— when it wasn’t ME that you took to bedding in your captain’s quarters .... sir. ❞
her gaze followed his , and from where she sat ( on the railing of his ship ) , the siren could see the silhouette of the ship in davy jones’ sights. poor things. she wondered if they might’ve had a most MAGNIFICENT TREASURE on board .... and if he would allow her to keep any , on completion of his task. ———— unlikely , but it would be worth asking.
❝ of course. what was it that you required of us? ❞
@seadecade , from this rude - ass meme reply !
tagged by — @thescorcher , @peremos , and @salemhag
sooo I’m blending two memes in one , because I always just hoard memes in my likes and you know , maYBE I should actually do them :|||| oops .... they wereee ; letters of your muse’s name to describe their personality , and a letters of your muse’s name as song titles
if you decide to do either one , or both , please repost && don’t reblog!
A — adventurous , another day R — rebellious , rabbit heart ( raise it up ) I — inquisitive , I want to hold your hand E — enticing , entitlement L — lively , let’s do it ( let’s fall in love )
tagging — idK who hasn’t done this! @tsarkoschei @cursedsleep @fracturedportrait and honestly .... whoever else wants to do this. it’s too late rn omg
mctriarchy:
DARK EYES TRAVEL OVER the figure standing upon her doorstep, pale hands folded against her chest. ❝ ——— The swamp? At this hour!? Oh, what a perfect time for it. Come in. I’ll have Lurch extinguish the fire——it will IMPROVE your chances of catching hypothermia. ❞
over and over in her mind , she played over the word ‘ HYPOTHERMIA, ‘ thinking to herself that —— wasn’t it something humans didn’t typically wish to catch? a joke then , perhaps , and ariel managed an awkward laugh in response. ❝ oh , how funny! please do feel free to extinguish that fire though ... I’ve never been a big fan ... more a water person myself , you know? ❞
cursedsleep:
@sirensang :: FOLLOWED.
Aurora stood on the outskirts of one of the pools; a series of underground waterways that connected to the sea on the outskirts of the kingdom. She often found herself drawn to these waters when the eve drew nearer and the stars had come out to dot the dark canvas of the sky. Eyes seemed to wonder how far down the pool went. Was it just enough to submerge oneself in its cool depths? Was it leagues underneath the ground, dark and serene at the bottom?
Briefly she recalled the shallow pools in the meadow near the Woodcutters cottage where she used to live as a young girl; how she would sit against the great oak beside it and dip her toes into its waters. How long ago it seemed - like a lifetime.
Then something flashed beneath the ripples of blue, and the princess gasped. She had seen something, she knew she had! But what? A fish perhaps? It had only been a glimpse, but a curiosity sparked within her. She was reminded of the old stories of fae creatures and the merfolk of the sea; with voices which drew even the fiercest of sailors to their deaths. Somehow they always haunted her; but not in a sense to be afraid; in a sort of wondrous way. A fascination.
though centuries had passed since she was born , ariel still retained much of the childish curiosity that had once caused her father so much grief — and perhaps ( most certainly , if she took the time to think upon it ) , still did. word had quickly spread to the sirens , about the princess of these lands ; whispered amongst those who lived in the woods , the unique vibrations of their voices settling into the water. it wasn’t long until ariel herself had come to hear of the princess’ supposed beauty , and grace && kindly demeanor.
naturally , she longed to investigate , and set off through the deep pools that ran underneath the earth , connecting kingdoms to oceans. only , ariel hadn’t expected to find her so quickly ( it had to be her , she matched the description given to her by her sisters perfectly ) , and instead of surfacing —— she darted underneath the surface , hiding herself in deeper waters , until she could surface in a pool BEHIND the blonde. and then ....
❝ over here !! ❞ ariel exclaimed , tail splashing water in the woman’s direction , a melodious laugh echoing through the trees , before she dived UNDERNEATH once again.
fracturedportrait:
( ✘ ) As much as Val didn’t want to draw ATTENTION to the pair, she almost didn’t seem to care —- - this was just so strange. There had been ( MAYBE ) a handful of people who had resurfaced over her two hundred plus years & this woman in particular was so UNEXPECTED that it felt like a dream. The vampire stumbled after the other woman & stood there simply gaping at her for a moment.
—— - “ Technically I AM. ”
In her STUNNED state, it seemed easiest to start with the truth, albeit it was a very abridged version. Slowly, the shock faded & a slow smile spread across red stained lips, leaning back slightly as Ariel got close – as if to inspect whether or not she was REAL.
“ It really IS me, ” she managed with a soft chuckle. It felt like a dream still & Val was moments away from pinching herself. But the night air brushed a strand of raven hair against her cheek & it seemed for the briefest of moments as if she caught a scent of the sea — - “ Usually I don’t have to worry about seeing someone a CENTURY later & divulging the truth is not an option but since we are here & there is no avoiding it… ”
The giggle & over all sense of excitement from the other woman made this EASIER some how. A tingle of nerves started in her fingertips & bubbled upward, making her feel lightheaded as she took a breath & spoke the words that came so RARELY — bracing herself for the reaction.
“ I am a vampire. ”
she could tell the woman was nervous — and it made sense , for a part of ariel was as well. a million ideas ran though her mind , quick as the ocean’s currents , and she leaned forward in eager anticipation of her words. when they were spoken , she quickly found she could not help already wide eyes from growing even WIDER in surprise , though there was no trace of un - pleasantness on her features , nor disdain ( nor disbelief , either ) in the smile that began to light up her features. how exciting !! she couldn’t help but think , biting down on her bottom lip && trying to contain herself from exclaiming the word out loud ; VAMPIRE. it was shocking , she was forced to admit , but not at all out of the question.
❝ are you really? ❞ were the first words that slipped from her lips , and though she’d tried to remain subtle about it ... green eyes narrowed && she tried her best ( in vain ) to make out a pointed fang inside the other’s mouth. ❝ I’ve never met one of your kind before —— is it true? ❞ grasping valturze’s arm in one hand , and the multiple bags of snacks in the other , she pulled her towards a nearby bench , sighing contently when the pressure — and the pain — lifted off them. ❝ is it true that your kind can shift into the shape of a bat? I thought it must be , because my friend scuttle told me so , but the more I find myself here , on land , the more I find that he might have been INCORRECT about things ... ❞ she added , frowning slightly at the thought of her friend’s false information.
❝ well I suppose —— it’s my turn now , isn’t it? ❞ there’s a short pause , and that time , it was ariel’s turn to be nervous. nimble fingers twirled a strand of red hair && for a moment , her gaze dropped to the ground. ❝ mmmm , a siren , I’m a siren , valturze. ❞
woah did someone fart in here or is that just .. /u/
wHY AM I FRIENDS WITH YOU
-- politely hands you my URL and a cup of Earl Grey -- ( love yoooou < 333 )
MY OPINION ON ;
character in general — tinkerbell was absolutely my fAVOURITE CHARACTER in the animated movie , so you can imagine how pumped I was when you agreed to write these blogs with meeee. first of all , faeries and faerie mythology is my absolute favourite. I love the fact they’re these mischievious beings , who can toe the line between good and bad tbh , and get away with it. in the movies , I thought tinkerbell was just the cutest damn thing! so smol , can’t contain more than one emotion in her smol body , so dAMN VAIN , but ignoring the fact she tried to get wendy shot out of the sky …. she cares so much for her friends?? and peter?? and tbh the rest of the lost boys too ok. how they play them — well obviously I’m biased but you are a blessing to this earth omg. I tell you this all the time , but I love your tink. I love that you’ve been able to grasp all these different aspects of her , make her incredibly vain to the point where I’m rolling my eyes at her internal commentary as I read your replies , but so warm and caring too. the backstory you gave her is just a ++++ , and the way you wrote your about still makes me cry , because it’s so … almost ethereal , and very fairy tale like. also I’m so pumped you actually went with carey as your face claim even though you were trying to argue with me about it and trying to deny the fact you also thought she was a perfect face claim, because now I can’t look at her face and nOT SEE TINK ???? the mun — good thing you gave me the earl grey , or I would have that that you suck , good job em you know what’s up. I can’t really say anything that I haven’t already said before !! I hope you know how much I value our friendship , even when I’m making fun of you , and even when your puns are terrible.
DO I ;
RP with them — is this a trick question ??????want to RP with them — obviously , duh.
WHAT IS MY ;
overall opinion — you may be a chipmunk , but you’re mY chipmunk.
@fairybells
tetheredwing
MY OPINION ON ;
character in general — I don’t actually know too much about wendy tbh. I mean , I watched the animated movie growing up , and always liked it , but never actually read the book! I did always like her , even though my knowledge was pretty limited!how they play them — you play her wonderfully! ever since I first followed you way back when , I’ve always felt like you’ve added so much depth to wendy’s character , and you seem to love writing her so so much , which is always great , and totally shows in your writing! when I went through your verses page I was like dAMNNN SO MANY , HOW DO YOU DO THIS .. but in a good way! no matter the verse , you can always tell that the character is undeniably WENDY , which is awesome.the mun — we don’t know each other too too well , but you’ve always been super sweet whenever we’ve talked! I also love how un - ashamedly into rum + wendy you are
DO I ;
RP with them — nopewant to RP with them — of course!
WHAT IS MY ;
overall opinion — I think you’re awesome , a wonderful writer , and I love seeing you , and having you back on , my dash! keep doing what you’re doing because it’s working!
@tetheredwing
tsarkoschei:
❝ doubtless i would have. ❞ he said. ❝ it is the mark of a fool or a coward to allow an interim discomfort to keep him from his hoard. ❞ he imagined the bone mother mocking him tenderly in her crackling timbre ( ‘ it is too bad you are both, then, kostya ! ‘ ), but he ignored the burden of doubt & gave her a slow, patient grin. ❝ i couldn’t think to say no, lisichka, and i am sure you are right. it is not every day i’m given an offer to see someone’s illustrious treasure. ❞
he had his own enviable trinkets, of course enough to make the most pious of men water at the mouth in greed & shame but he grew bored of gold soon after it was acquired, silver had the terrible trait of demanding to be polished, and what good were jewels without being worn ? it was nothing to him, a gaping coldness where warmth should have been, but he imagined she would have appreciated it. he would show her his set of ivory handled serving spoons, or the faberge music box he’d once known the owner of but could no longer recall, and she would brighten, perhaps, but he oughtn’t lose himself in abstraction. they were not in buyan. they were here.
❝ it is nothing that should worry you, rybka. it could be that i will keep it to myself & you will have to find your own meaning. ❞ he simpered & his features flashed with a youthful carelessness he did not have ( was he teasing ? he was typically too solemn to tease, but he believed he was ) before it washed away with the crack of a wave.
as soft as her voice was, he heard her clearly & he would not pretend otherwise ; coyness was for nervous brides & fumbling, virginal soldiers, but it had no place with him. ❝ right you are, little fish. ❞ he looked at her squarely. he thought, it’s not called russia anymore, but i haven’t the heart to say so and together we will keep this lie, and the wind whipped his hair around his eyes. ❝ it would be a shame to let you go alone. ❞
the siren had brightened at the knowledge that he would be glad to see her illustrious treasure — and it most certainly was ILLUSTRIOUS , to say the very least — but gasped , frowning , when he continued on to say that what he’d called her was , in much more polite words ; none of her concern. cheeks puffed out in a childish display of petulance , shimmering scaled tail splashing the slightest bit of water in his direction. ❝ you will tell me , one day! ❞ the siren exclaimed , laughing as the spark of mischief in his eyes so quickly faded. ❝ or ... or I will have you DROWNED in the ocean’s depths , koschei! feed your body to my cousins , the rusalka! ❞ she wouldn’t , and well they both knew it.
and if she’d smiled then , when he made such gracious comments about her treasures , it was nothing in comparison to the wide - eyed , wide - grinned , ecstatic expression on her features now. of course , she hadn’t thought he would agree to her quiet suggestion that he might take her back with him .... and now that he had — oh !! how the siren’s mind was spinning with excitement. think of all the things she could see!
❝ really , koschei? —— you really mean it , you’ll take me with you? ❞ her hands grasped tight to his own , ariel pulling herself closer && closer still , until her face came to rest a mere foot away from his. ❝ oh , I would be so thrilled! so thrilled , that I do not think even the pain of walking on land would deter me away from it! ❞ a wistful sigh slipped past the siren’s lips , and she allowed her frame to drop against the soil once more , resting the top of her head against the side of his thigh , still damp hair splayed across his lap && beaming all the while. ❝ when do we leave? you have a castle , don’t you? could I see it? ❞
