#seafoamxsiren

[affinityforsecrets-blog]

Come back to bed, dearheart.

          It’s barely dawn when soft voice pulls him back, like a lifeline, to             the bed that is their haven —— though, returning to her arms is far from             displeasing. Torso, still warm, presses to her own as mouths connect,             his hungry, her own soft. Times like these, he especially detests what             duty entails. He had been hoping to have been gone before she woke,             avoiding soft lips’ pout and possessive hold on him. Now, it would seem,             he’s trapped in craved embrace.

                    It takes everything in him to guide arms away, soft, apologetic pecks                    dotting sleepy features as he pulls away, sliding to sit at the edge of                    the bed. A glance over his shoulder, and Finnick can’t resist kissing                    her one last time. 

               “Go back to bed, Aph. I’ll be back in a little while.”

[alldaddyarchive]

    seafoamxsiren​ ( continued from here )

his T E E T H took his bottom lip between them,

          ———— watching her with eyes that mimicked that of a predator. Everything up to this moment hadn’t been planned, as he was prepared to spend the rest of the night trapped at an event he didn’t very much care for. Usually, it was him who was needed to be saved, but tonight he had been prepared to stick it out, knowing how much it would mean to her. However, the look on her face was difficult to miss, especially since her bright smile was nowhere to be seen. Though he would have usually seen this as a way out, he was more concerned with keeping her happy, as she had for him. 

                           Kisses had been shared, hands roaming each others bodies until he finally saw her on her knees before him, begging for consent. When it was given, she didn’t seem to waste any time. A swift inhale came through his teeth as he watched her slide his length into her mouth, a low groan following shortly after,  ❝ FUCK, ❞ it felt too good for him to say anything else. 

                            A hand placed itself on the back of her head, simply resting there with little force behind it — a sign of encouragement. Already, he could tell it wouldn’t be long before he would need to claim her, to have her beneath him, begging for her own release.

[insxtiablebloodlust-blog]

voice x 9

If I get 10 “voice”s, I (the mun) will record myself voice acting the character I roleplay.

6/10 oh hay kit kat! how ya been? can't even be mad you're jumping on the bandwagon here cause like, I just missed you so much :D

[damnatii-archive-blog]

—ℛ

          ' something is different about you -- what is it? ' seafoamxsiren

[sameodds]

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Send § for my muses reaction to yours slapping their ass

     He's torn between confusion, embarrassment, irritation and the urge to let a smirk settle on his features. What he throws her is an odd mix ofeach, lips twitching in both the attempt to remain expressionless and the hope (or lack thereof) of finding words he can utter as a response. It's then that the usual confidence that seems to come so easily to him falters, eyes finding the floor before his head turns to scan their surroundings in the hope that there's no one close enough to bear witness. It's not often his effortless, arrogant sarcasm fails him -- it wouldn't do for such a rare happening to be a public event.

          "Did you just----? That's --- Don't. Don't do that."

                    (And then there's one quick sentence                     added on that he hopes will salvage                         his careless, arrogant image:)

          "Y'don't wanna make other women jealous, sweetheart."

[affinityforsecrets-blog]

Kitty Kat: I want to write an Au where Finnick is a loaf of bread Kitty Kat: Pumperfinnickle sharkbait.: .......... sharkbait.: .................... Kitty Kat: Peeta can eat him sharkbait.: .................... Kitty Kat: Sexually

[maidofwinter-archive]

" Sansa smiles. Alert the media!"

          ❝ I'm quite sure the media would find your news really boring.                They’d much rather hear about me cracking and finally making                a scene involving drugs and alcohol and public nudity. ❞

             But has it really been so long since she last smiled? She’s not                 sure, she can only  r e c a l l  briefly when she was a young girl                who could do nothing but smile and giggle and run to catch her                father.                   It has been quite some time since she last had a father to run to. 

            Well, that’s not supposed to mean she can’t smile, is it? Her father                would not like to know that smiles are so seldom that someone                would find them a reason to celebrate. Because it’s silly, because                smiles are so good and nice and  h a p p y.  

                             Why wouldn’t she want to be  ( h a p p y )  ?

[alldaddyarchive]

✔ x infinity

( send me a “✔” if i’m one of your favorite blogs. )

                    YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT

                     odin and aph okay. i mean really, they are too precious                            for words and i do believe...is it my turn? i have lost track                            of so many threads it’s unbelievable. anyways. thank you                            for this darling.

[stubbornstrumpet-arc]

seafoamxsiren

send me your url and i’ll post 3-5 icons that sum up my muse’s feelings on yours

[affinityforsecrets-blog]

          “You really have to stop stealing my shirts.”

[archetyparchive-blog]

[11:17:23 AM] leslie knope.: \o/ you unbroken my tag

[11:17:30 AM] leslie knope.: and all i could think was

[11:18:34 AM] leslie knope.: OH, UNBREAK MY TAG

SAY YOU'LL THREAD ME AGAIN~~~

[11:19:00 AM] leslie knope.: #and in this no one should wonder how puck is my muse

[alldaddyarchive]

I want the K

send me ‘i want the k’ and i’ll generate a number . 

{ 19. A  F O R C E F U L  K I S S }

                  The argument had been fueled by p e t t y                    words, as it usually did. Though the fire                   sparked between them, a love that could                  O U T S H I N E  the sun in the sky; but, it                   could also cause a raging fire so great that                   nothing but devastation and carnage would                  remain. It was a balancing act that they                   performed daily and this time was no                  different.                    The elder victor’s voice b o o m e d  with                    a power that could seemingly be heard from                   the capitol. His words were not malicious,                   but filled with an immense frustration that                    the woman across from him had created.                     The acceptance of her home districts                     C O R R U P T I O N  had been hard for her                    to accept, and for that Odin was patient.                     However, there were times still that caused                    him to lose his temper, as it was now.                    Such frustration seemed too much, their                     argument lasting longer than he had wished.                    Finally, without warning or word, he stepped                    forward, hands lifting her cup her cheeks                    before his lips crashed into her own, pinning                    her against the wall in the process. The fire                    burned bright but left no decimation in its wake.                    Not this T I M E . 

[rnarinate]

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 ╗ 　　　　　　　　　there's a  pretty decent  Matisse  exhibit at  MoMa still... 　　　　　　　╚

　　　　　　　　　because he  sees  you rifling through the 'art & culture' 　　　　　　　　　section of the times  as you sip on  foam and espresso.

[slouthe]

         ❝ You know, the floor is more comfortable anyway. ❞