#FemslashFeb2021

[mako-and-tails-and-stuff]

F/Feb 2021

Day 27 - Historic AU

Pairing - Mermaid!Rita/Pirate!Veridia

Words: 1303

Rating: T

This is the only day of Femslash Feb 2021 I never did at the time, but now almost 3 years later - it exists. It's technically Pirate!AU but since Pirates did exist a long time ago it's still Historic!AU

The wood of the ship groaned under the onslaught from the storm. Waves like mountains smashed into the hull and the wind grabbed everything it could and tossed it all into the sea including some of the crew. 

Veridia watched as two of the men got thrown overboard and immediately swallowed by the waves. 

Rain fells in sheets, drenching everyone on deck and coating the wood in a dangerous puddle. 

“Everyone who is not essential up here, get below deck!” She shouted over the wind. She had to stay and steer but maybe, just maybe she could save as many of her crew as possible. 

First mate Aquata was gripping the railing on the steps up as the ship pitched and rocked.

“The only way we all live through is to get to shelter!! Aquata yelled. “The storm’s too strong!”

“We just have to get past Mako! Once we’re out of the island’s reach we’ll be fine!”

 Mako loomed off their port side. Illuminated by lightning flashes every so often. The island was a sign of death. She never should have come so close. 

The next wave slammed so hard she heard wood crack. 

“Captain, we're taking on water!” Maya staggered up from below. Amaris, Naia and Cameron at her heels. 

“Get to the boats and pray to every God you’ve ever heard of they take mercy and let us pass!” Veridia ordered. 

“Who’s they captain?” Aquata asked.

“Mermaids.” 

Veridia had seen them out this way before. Mermaids. Half woman, half fish with long golden tails. Mako was a hotspot but somehow she thought she could get past them. The Mermaids had let her before. 

They were almost clear of the island when the entire ship moved beneath them. Veridia was thrown to the side, crashing into the very wheel she still gripped beneath gloved hands before smacking into the floor. 

“Wave!” Someone yelled. 

The ship was slammed again. Veridia’s grip slipped and she found herself skidding across the soaked deck as the ship tipped. She barely had time to scream before the wood beneath her ran out and she plummeted down into the sea. 

The water hit hard. It was like smashing into concrete, solid concrete that stung her skin and froze her right to her core. The salt stung her eyes and she couldn’t tell which way was up. It was darkness all around.

So this was how it ended. Burning lungs, freezing water, drowned to death in a magic storm. Even if she could somehow get to the surface the waves would immediately throw her under again. She didn’t even know if there was still a ship to get back too if she somehow survived the wave’s onslaught. 

She couldn't hold her breath anymore, nor could she stop the involuntary inhale of sea water. It flooded her lungs. On instinct she coughed only for more water to swarm her. She was drowning. Actually drowning. Notorious pirate captain Veridia Shore and she was drowning. So much for going out guns blazing with her ship like she’d wanted. She was going to die and tides knew what would become of the Ice Bitch, affectionately named for herself after some rotten mouthed pirate had spat in her face and called her just that - “an ice cold bitch” for refusing his advances. The man had been swiftly punched in the face and a bottle smashed on his head. 

The water took over, it was too hard to even try and fight now. She was sinking, the ocean taking her for it’s own. 

The surge of water coming out her lungs in acrid vomit forced her awake. She was awake. Actually awake. She was soaked through and numb, lying on some sand. Her chest and throat burned like hellfire. If this was the afterlife it sucked. 

“You lived,” a woman spoke from her side. 

Veridia barely managed to look over, the storm had taken all her strength, she saw golden scales.

Ah so this was it. She’d survived a storm only to be killed by one of the Mermaids. There was many legends of Mermaids eating those they drowned, grinding their bones for potions and using the very Moon itself to cast dangerous spells. 

“I thought you were gone, but there was this strong fire about you. I wouldn’t be surprised if there was a bit of Mermaid in you.”

“I’m not one of you,” Veridia barely managed to spit out. 

The Mermaid laughed. 

“I saved your life, I would think you’d have the sense not to insult me. Save I decide to drag you back out into the shallows and hold you down until you drown.”

Veridia just sagged into the cold, gritty sand. 

“I’ll give you a do over. Would you like me to get you dry?”

“Yes please.” The cold had reached her bones now. Being dry sounded nice. 

Warmth began to envelope her, it was so calming. She could almost close her eyes and just sleep away the rest of her aches…

Something hit her in the leg, hard, jolting her awake.

“You can’t sleep yet. You fall asleep here and someone else will come along and drown you.”

“Why didn’t you?”

“I didn’t feel like it. I like watching the boats pass by, you land people are interesting.”

“You saved me because we’re interesting?”

“And what’s wrong with that?”

Veridia slowly sat herself up and wiped dried sand off her face to get her first look at the Mermaid. The Mermaid was sitting on the sand, a long golden tail curled underneath her with a large, strong looking fin at the end. She had dark red hair clinging to her neck and shoulder. Her tail blended seamlessly into a tanned stomach. Her breasts were covered in a smattering of the same gold scales as her tail. 

“It’s rude to stare,” the Mermaid said and Veridia looked up and took in her face. She was pretty. Very pretty. No one had said Mermaids were pretty. For all the stories she almost expected fanged teeth, webbed ears and gills. 

“Sorry,” Veridia forced out.

The Mermaid smiled and Veridia felt her stomach flutter.

“My name is Rita.”

“Veridia.”

“Veridia,” the Mer - Rita, repeated. Why did she like how much the Mermaid said her name?

“It’s very nice to meet you Veridia.”

“You too.”

Rita tilted her head slightly and Veridia felt her cheeks flush. The Mermaid’s eyes were scanning her the way Veridia had most likely been doing to her. 

“Did any of my crew make it?”

“Most. Only those that fell overboard drowned. The storm stopped once you fell.”

“How?”

Rita shrugged, “I stopped it.”

“Why?”

“I’m not part of this pod anymore. Sometimes I interfere with their practices, stop storms, rescue ships, and rescue people.”

“Can you take me back to my ship?”

“I probably can if you really want.”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“It looks like such a dirty life. Do you even get to wash?”

“Is being a Mermaid much cleaner?”

“Yes actually, we’re a very clean species. Unlike you land people - we can smell you from your boats. If you really want to go back I’ll take you.”

Veridia staggered up to her feet. 

Rita uncurled her tail and and hauled herself to the incoming wave like a seal. The seemingly tiny wave was enough water for the Mermaid to stretch out and shoot out into the deeper water. Rita surfaced.

“You coming?”

Veridia waded into the water and dove forward far less gracefully than the Mermaid had. She treaded the water best she could while Rita swam around her. 

“What now?”

Rita swam right up to her and cupped her face, “just breathe.”

Veridia’s heart literally skipped a beat. Then the Mermaid’s lips were on her’s. Then she was plunged back into the water again. 

[twisting-echo]

Roupaz watching Zootopia is what I need in my life

#femslashfebruary Day 9’s a very rare instance of #sonicfanart from me -Anyone else pick up the enormous amounts of subtext between the cartoon bat & the FBI agent from the Sonic-X anime back in 2004-06 or was that just me?

(Posting this entry early cuz I am impatient)

[esmeebeek]

They are perfect together and I want to see them go on cute dates

[jash-t]

they say they're best friends but ain't never seen two pretty best friends

[kirbybot]

my meager contributions to femslash feb 2021. i wish all danganronpa wlw a very pleasant end of the month 🤍

[socksta]

Femslash February day 24 - lie

[avoyagetoarcturus]

Red/Blue from This Is How You Lose the Time War by Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone for Femslash February Day 1: Red ❤️💙

[femslashfeb]

Any world, any fandom, OCs, however you art or write or whatever!

Do what you can! It’s been a tough one for everyone!

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A lot of colors this year! On the note of the AUs!

If your characters already exist in those settings do either the opposite (ie: superheroes - normal, historic - modern) OR shake it up, reimagine your mermaids, change monster types, have princesses? They’re in the old west now. You do you!

Note on paranormal, I couldn’t decide between saying monsterAU or paranormal. Either count. From sexy vampires to Muppet monsters idaf. Have fun!

Historic can mean anything from western, to fantasy medieval, to ...50s diner or even 90s mall rats! Don’t worry about accuracy... unless you y’know, wanna.

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I’ll be watching the tag #femslashfeb2021 , so make sure to use that in the first 5 tags if you want me to see!

[squirrel-gay]

when you’re walking your pet and your hot neighbor shows up and starts talking about the environment

[mako-and-tails-and-stuff]

Mako Mermaids Femslash Feb Day 4 Field

Day 4 Field Rita/Veridia, 629 words, Rated G

 “I still never understand how you manage to convince me to do these things.”

Rita just laughed, “you said it looked fun.”

The latest ‘thing’ in question was horse riding. Veridia had come along a few times when Rita rode but had yet to sit on one herself, until now.

Rita had borrowed a horse from Harry’s brother Hector specifically for Veridia. A short grey mare about 14 hands at a push with dapples all over, fluffy feathers and long braided mane called Lady. Rita’s own mare stood about a hand higher, a more trimmed up grey with short mane and trimmed tail she had called Silvade. 

The horses had been calm and settled while she had helped Veridia groom and tack up while taking care of Silvade at the same time. Both of their horses tied up outside the yard in the shade. There was a small breeze and soft buzzing of bees and chirps of birds as they chatted away while working, talking over recent lessons classes and laughing over the antics of the young Mermaids. 

“You ready?” Rita set the riding hat on Veridia’s head but popping her own on and clipping it under her chin.

“I guess?” 

“You’ll be all good,” Rita leaned in and kissed Veridia, angling her head very carefully so as to not bump helmets, “I’ll help you up.” 

The first couple minutes had been a little touchy but Veridia had eased into it quickly after just a couple pointers. Rita led them out on one of the well used trails, it crossed through the woodland area out the back of Dove Ranch before running alongside the neighbouring farmland and looping back through the woods heading back to the ranch. 

The sun filtered through the trees and the hooves thudded on the ground in a comforting rhythm. 

“You feel up for going faster?” Rita grinned at Veridia.

“This isn’t fast enough?” 

“Not by a long shot,” Rita laughed. “Wrap her mane around your fingers and hold on to the saddle if need be. Trot is a bit bumpy but for the canter just go with her. It almost feels like being on a wave, rocking back and forth.”

“I guess.”

The mares trotted forward in sync before Rita urged Silvade up into the canter, Lady right beside them. The rest of the woodland passed in a blur before they slowed back to a walk before the trail turned to the farmland.

“How was that?” Rita asked.

“It was pretty fun.”

“See, I told you, the next part is even better but it might be too much even for a Mermaid. We may have some weird innate riding ability but I’m not sure is a full gallop up the length of the field is a good idea.”

“What is with that ability? It feels really redundant for Mermaids.”

“I honestly have no idea.” 

The mud track of the woods turned to grass as they hit the farmland. A huge field of wheat lay out in front of them, the gold stalks drifting listlessly in the breeze and the sun illuminating the very tips. 

They halted their horses and let them graze. 

“It’s pretty,” Veridia remarked.

“Look at you appreciating land sights.”

“I can appreciate when something’s pretty you know.”

“So can I, my love,” Rita focused on Veridia as she directed her words to her wife. 

“Aren’t you sweet.”

“I try.”

“I think I’m up for trying your thing.”

“You sure?”

“Let’s do it.”

The golden field of wheat blurred away to nothing as the pair raced alongside the wheat stalks. As Rita turned to sneak glances at Veridia the Mermaid’s hair was shining gold in the sun just like the field beside them and she had the biggest smile on her face. 

[spiritintheinkwell]

Starting femslash february with the witches we all adore. 💗💚

[plastic-pipes]

Fem/Feb2021: Catradora

who’s ready to watch me barely get my feb/feb posts during the last week of the month looool 

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[nataliesartprofile]

#femslashfebruary Day 3's an #AdventureTime fanart day-may I present to y'all: Cozy bubbline snowed in a cave during a camping trip?

[kame-dori]

Momo/Jirou - Daisy

[dcbrierton]

Grace realizes suddenly that she’s made a mistake. She was expecting that, if she’s honest, but not for a few days. Not until the chickens arrive and the reality of what she’s signed on for, or, to be precise, stopped explicitly forbidding, sinks in. She wasn’t expecting to get it from the chicken coop itself.

In retrospect, she supposes she should have anticipated that when Frankie announced she’d be painting the coop, it wouldn’t be in a sedate blue to match the house. Not that she could have imagined the lemon yellow coop with rainbow chicken mural standing before her.

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Femslash Feb December Day 8: Yellow

[socksta]

Femslash February day 15 - nightmare (swapping around a couple of prompts)

VISION IS VELOCITY IS VOLUME IS VECTOR IS VASTNESS IS VICTORY VOLITION.