LIVE & LOVE

we lead strange lives, chasing our dreams around from place to place [ ♡ ]

[wonderled-blog]

my own world  /  my own reality;  the open road and new beginnings every day      //    independent,  selective,  fairytale divergent little mermaid

[aesnet]

[forsimplicityssake]

mermaid moodboards 

↳ AQUARIUS: shimmering rainbow tail, lives in deep water but is decorated with human trinkets from their visits to the shore, wants to learn about both humans and the bottom of the sea, spotted siting on the rocks staring up at the sky.  [insp.]

[wl-moved]

         A FOOLISH GIRL ,   they’d pronounce her being ,   to approach the wraith with pure - hearted curiosity   (  a desire to know what plagues her thoughts  )     half timidly spoken            ❛   do   ...   do you hate mother ?   ❜    //    @deathwalksamong

[brainbowunicorn]

Sometimes I just start singing and my mom joins in

[wl-moved]

mclodi.

‘         tell     me         ,          do      you      come       to       the       surface        often       ?            ’        to   watch    a      mermaid       ,       other      than     her     mother         ,            with     legs      was      incredibly     fascinating            /            starry-eyed       once       LOST       only      regained       ‘pon      fishtale      sight          ,          betraying     all     the      reality     she’s      been     forced      to     face     .   

@wonderled     gets     a     thing .

         ❛   I DO   ❜    she  :   a curious ,   wonder kissed anomaly .    a heart made of constellations   &.   soul caught with wanderlust  :   the land sings sweet   &.   thus ,   unlike her sisters ,   she goes to know it better    ❛   the surface is rather wonderful ,   don’t you think ?    it must be such fun to live here   ❜

[wl-moved]

couslahnd.

❝        ARE YOU TRAVELING ALONE ?       ❞        between the tilt of her head   &   the arch of her brow,   she manages a small smile.   alas,   what is she if not a girl adrift   /   no anchor,   no place to rest ?   just a cold creature sewn together with mottled blue  -  purple  -  black flesh   &   spite   &   sharp teeth,   sword in hand   &   decaying girlhood worn like a cloak.       ❝      i am,   though i think MOST people wouldn’t recommend it.        ❞

@wonderled       /      starter call.

         A NOD OF IVORY CROWN ,   moonlight waves bouncing with the enthused motion  :    if deep sea brethren fail to behold the wonder woven into mortal lands ,   then she ,   ocean anomaly ,   shall venture into unknown territories in solitude   &.   care not for her lack of companionship    ❛   i think it to be quite fun ,   don’t you ?   ❜

[pyrrhea-blog]

"Dance with me!" Comes her merry lyric as pale hands grasp the other's, attempting to pull pyrrha into the flow of her father's grand festivities ; her sisters play, their familiar melody clearly overheard, even within her private garden

               the gentle lyrics of love, a refrain playing within both pyrrha’s glory - beaten heart and selene’s soft, wonderstricken heart.  it’s gentle, like a harpsichord played before cupid strikes one’s heart.  the very image is bedazzling to pyrrha, out of reach and enlisted in the deepest depths of her heart.

               ❛ i … can’t dance, ❜  even within the privacy of the garden, she still finds a piercing insecurity within.  such graceful movements not for fighting ?  they were not her strong suit.  though within the peaceful festivities, she stays as she stands; off to the side and tall.  

               suddenly, a smile breaks forth as she leans to press a chaste peck to selene’s forehead.  ❛ but i’d love to try, for you. ❜

[pyrrhea-blog]

this is what achilles will feel like when he is old. 

                      and then i remembered: he will never be old.

            ————– - art. quote.

[wl-moved]

sydas.

EVER    SWIFTLY   :   WITNESS    SKIN    CREASE    from   awe  (  *  CHILDISH  delight  !  )  to  an  abrupt  form  of  BAFFLEMENT.  painted  lines  gape  whilst  brows  crinkle  &  head  cocks.   her  two  souls  clash.  the  youth  in  her  craves  falsity  to  be  TRUTH      /     oh     !      yet  the  REALIST  shall  be  immune  to  disappointment.                  ❛       i  suppose  the  DRUNKEN  FOOL  who  made  that  up  did  not  think  much  to  give  other  details.   ❜      utters  as  heavy  exhale  ;      ❛     ———   most  are  not  even  born  from  EGGS  !  they  are  summoned  or  form  from  pure  NOTHINGNESS.  ❜     

         OH ,   BUT ALAS !    a wonderful tale would be too sweet ,   filled to the brim with fantasies   &.   delightful lies that to even hope to hold a crystal of truth within would be an impossibility .    but the constellations do not leave the pale peridot of her eyes ,   alabastrine stars sparkling to a tchaikovsky medley ,   &.   her youthful curiosity persists    ❛   that seems frightfully lonely ,   to come from nothing   ❜    apple sweet   /   a sympathetic springtide heart    ❛   have you seen one ?    are they as grand as the stories say ?   ❜

[wl-moved]

SHE DREAMS UNDER THE MIDNIGHT SUN OF COLOUR   &.   melodic heartbeats ;  a lustre of stars ,   palely glowing ,   &.   kisses ,   avid   &.   apple - sweet

[wl-moved]

bornice.

                                    “     -    you  should  be  more  careful     .     “                           dimple  ‘twixt  brow  will  disguise  expression  as  crown  cants  forward  to  observe  the  retrieved  bundle                /               fair  one  will  not  let  girl  see  her  concern    ,    even  as  she  berates     .     soon  enough  metal  will  relinquish  honeyed  tones     ,    leaving  only  gentle  concern  in  its  wake     .                      “    you  could  have  hurt  yourself     .     “                           pause    ,    observe    ,     regardless  of  risky  manoeuvres  tendered  the  prize     ,     she  decides     ,    is  surely  worth  it     .     tentatively  she  will  reach  out    ,    back  of  pallid  palm  extended  t’ward  the  creature     ,     not  enough  that  she  would  initiate  the  contact  but  allowing  him  to  come  to  her     .                        “      -     he’s  beautiful     .     “ 

         ❛   HE IS ,   ISN’T HE ?   ❜    moonbeam built   /   sunlit smile ,   summer halcyon warmth illustrated ‘pon the curve of pink lady apple lips ,   disregarding the concern o’er her frightfully exemplar rescue   (  she’s done far worse   /   climbed far higher ,   she thinks ,   that to reach the roof had felt quite like child’s play  )   as the cradled kitten curiously nudges soft against winter sovereign’s hand    ❛   do you think he has a family ?    maybe someone’s looking for him   ❜

[wl-moved]

gardenof.

                    “   i’m not sure i understand what you mean. “

@wonderled

         ❛   OH ,   UM   ...   it had   ‘ cupcakes   &.   cookies ’  ?    ...   i think that’s what they were called   ❜

[wl-moved]

sydas.

❛     YOU    SEE    THOSE    TWO    MOUNTAINS ,    there ,    in   the   distance  ?    ❜       golden  pools  conquered  by  WANDERLUST.   such   radiance   twins   possess   !    gleaming   &   glistening  beneath  BLESSED  rays  (  *  they  place  the  stars  to  SHAME  ).  rose  :  the  youth  within  that  you  attempt  so  DESPERATELY  to  unveil    ;    she’s   showing.        ❛     ———   they  say  it  was  originally  one  structure  before  a  DRAGON  was  born    &    cracked   through.       that   is   when   ONE   became   TWO.    ❜   

°｡ﾟﾟ ☀️  @wonderled   /   💛

         ❛   DO MOUNTAINS NORMALLY BIRTH DRAGONS ?   ❜    a fantastical concept  :   the genesis of magnificent majesties from earthen eggs ,   the remnants of their grand eruption left to be beholden by lesser beings .     but she has never seen a dragon ,   though she wishes to   /   even a fleeting glimpse ,   existence known only by the legends told  ;   fire   &.   fury   &.   love for gold    ❛    is that where they come from ?   ❜

[wl-moved]

seekroute.

                    ——   “ well   …   this is a dance studio . ” bizarre   ,   that’s the first word she would pin on the woman.  (  a  FOREIGNER  perhaps   —   it seemed likely with her appearance and her manners of speaking .  )   her confusion only seemed to grow the more the girl spoke, to the point that was almost tempted to sit down for the sake of fully understanding the  SITUATION  she was getting herself into. “ how   old   are you   —   ? ” if she were to pin the other’s age, she might just place it at  SIXTEEN  at most . “ do you need to use my phone   ?   i can call a taxi for you . ”

         BEWILDERMENT CLOUDS FAIR COUNTENANCE ,   befuddled by the words   (  common amongst landfolk ,   surely ,   for how casually she uses them  )   the woman offers in way of help  ;   to  ‘ use a phone ’  means naught to the moon - crowned mermaid ,   neither does the concept of  ‘ calling a taxi ’ ,   thus the princess can only blink in apparent confusion ,   faced with the particular peculiarities not quite understood .    the inquiry as to her age ,   however ,   she comprehends quite well     ❛   twenty ,   why ?   ❜

[chinaism]

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