#fic: the lost empire

[tealfling]

Imagine Rolan in love with Tav. Utterly smitten. Secretly pining.

Imagine Rolan watching from the tower in horror as the brain, that he knows Tav is-was- on, plummeting from the sky.

[caezio]

helga if she survived the fall and the lava and the ocean or something

[softlydimmeddaylightsblog]

Gary Trousdale, one of the directors of Atlantis, being the self-appointed head of the #HelgaLives movement

[canonskyrissian]

original squad atlantis the lost empire au

that's it that's the post

[systemadministratorclu]

What's that? Halloween is over? NOT IN THIS HOUSE, IT AIN'T!!

This is my act of rebellion against seeing Christmas stuff at Sam's Club in SEPTEMBER and hearing Christmas music ON FUCKING HALLOWEEN. Enjoy an extended Halloween on me, folks!

[mrshiraethsworld]

Hi Cory!!! How are you doing?? I’m very curious and excited to hear that you have an Once Upon A Time OC based on the Disney film ‘Atlantis: The Lost Empire‘ 👀

Hope you have a ✨lovely✨ week!! Take care! 💕

@dancingsunflowers-ocs ✨🌼✨

Hello Alexandra! I am doing well and I am so sorry this is so late. However, you are exactly right that 'Atlantis: The Lost Empire' is coming to OUAT!

The Cast is as follows:

Nanna Blondell as Kida Nedakh

John Kani as Kashekim Nedakh

Katherine Winnick as Lt. Helga Sinclair

Josh Brolin as Cmd. Lyle Rourke

Sacha Baron Cohen as Vincenzo Santorini

Henry Simmons as Dr. Joshua Sweet

Nick Frost as Gaetan "Mole" Molere

Alexa Demie as Audrey Ramirez

ask me a question & spread some positivity!

[sinclair-enterprises]

Less than 1/4 of these featuring Helga Sinclair? And just 111 works, too. Sifting through them, I think the more egregious thing is that there’s only a handful that feature her genuine pov within the fictional A: TLE setting.

[helgas-cleavage]

I think Kida and Helga should kiss so I wrote a fic about it 🤭🤭💘💘🫢

(Heed tags! Enjoy)

[witchofthesouls]

Y'all, you know what I'm really surprised I don't see as a crossover?

Transformers and Atlantis: The Lost Empire.

The blue-white, crystalline effect between the Heart of Atlantis and a Cybetronian spark?

The similarities with longevity and technological leaps? Shoot, look how Atlantians picked up languages, speaking modern French and English with just a brief exchange!

Milo's exclamation that the Leviathan is a machine?

The giant guardians that produced the massive force field to withstand ground zero to a volcanic eruption and a tsunami?

How the Heart reacts to a lineage?!

Like, what if Atlantis was the remains/descendents of an alliance? I mean, look at the local fauna as well. A mix of either prehistoric or strange things. The Heart is perhaps a combination between the spark of Titan and Primal Artifact stripped to its bare essence? Perhaps Megatronus, the Fallen, as Gaea caught him? Or Quintus' own Artifact as his own descendents attempted a campaign on a younger Earth?

Our Queen Kida is either a Prime or Primal-descent, and I love it!

[shewolfofvilnius]

If I were going to get a commission done from my little BG3 ficverse, which couple should I get done?

(Couples in alphabetical order, poll is not binding)

[legosloth16]

OC Halloween Challenge 2024

Day Fifteen: Nostalgia

Atlantis The Lost Empire Fic OC Kida’s and Milo’s son and daughter:

As like their parents their son resembling his mother is fascinated by the outer world, while his older sister like her father in both looks and passion she loves uncovering lost forgotten mysteries, as with their love of adventure they seek to leave Atlantis to journey on a adventure across the world, seeking new civilisation that are hidden in secrets that may uncover more of the vast history of Atlantis, which could unveil wonder though also despair.

[kats-kradle]

Fandom: Atlantis: The Lost Empire (Disney Movies)

Relationship: Vincenzo "Vinny" Santorini & Milo Thatch

Characters: Vincenzo "Vinny" Santorini, Milo Thatch

Additional Tags: Missing Scene, Guilt, Friendship, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Comfort, Milo Thatch Needs a Hug, Panic Attacks, Vinny is a Good Bro, Salt and Light

Summary:

When Vinny considered it, Milo was a lot like a bomb.

[thetinyadventurer]

These words kind of flooded my brain this morning and I thought I’d share them. Might make an AO3 account later and will post the full scene there. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

Setting: Atlantis: The Lost Empire.

Characters: These two adorkable OC’s. Lilia Sinclair and her friend Ash.

“Having bad things happen to you doesn’t make you a villain.” He said, his eyes softening. “It isn’t some god punishing you with divine retribution. Bad things happen, that’s just life… You were just young. You were learning; Finding your way in the world like the rest of us. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

He looked back down at me, the breeze delicately brushing a lock of white hair into his face. “Stop blaming yourself for what you didn’t know then and acknowledge that you’re trying to learn now.”

“Why are you being so nice to me?” I asked, frowning in confusion. “I’m an outsider. Even worse, I’m the child of someone who almost destroyed your entire civilization for money. How can you be so kind when I’m—”

Guilt choked at my throat causing my voice to break with a sob. The tears cut my words off before they could even leave my mouth. I stood there, frozen and unable to move towards him. I looked down at my dirt-crusted, worn leather boots. I couldn’t even look him in the eye. Shame forced my gaze downward towards the earth.

A long, tense silence fell between us.

I could already feel the divide between our two worlds— between us— growing by the minute. What was I doing trying to make friends with someone like him? He was a warrior; Brave, honest and above all, kind! He’d recognized my face— seen the similarities between my mother and I— and yet he’d still chosen to help me. This man was such a good person and I… My existence was a burden to everyone close to me; My Mother had given me up when I was born, my adoptive father had been cruel to me for as long as I could remember and my adoptive mother never protected me from him! I was damned from the moment I was born and this life was my punishment.

The soft sound of footsteps broke through the self-loathing haze I was in. Ash’s footfalls were quiet and slow as he approached— As if he were worried that he’d frighten me. I kept my eyes fixed on the ground even as I sensed him looming over me.

Then his large, calloused hands entered my view. Ash placed one finger underneath my chin. He tenderly lifted my head skywards until I was gazing directly into his ocean blue eyes. There was no malice in his cadence as his eyes met mine. A soft, sad smile crossed his lips as he spoke to me. His voice was gentle and low when he spoke but there was a firmness there, too, that encouraged me to heed his words.

“You are not them.” He said as he wiped a tear from my eyes. “Your choices are yours alone. The fact that you’re even acknowledging the past and the choices your Mother made are a testament to who you are as a person. You’re making an effort to be considerate and to listen to what I have to say. That alone tells me that you have a good, kind heart— Even if you don’t see it yourself.”

He brushed a hair out of my face and gave me an encouraging smile. “Now, come on! We’ve still got a whole city to see!”

I looked up after this man in wonder and bewilderment. Even though I didn’t believe them yet, his words had implanted themselves deep within my heart. Somehow, the weight in my chest didn’t feel so heavy anymore. I couldn’t help but smile back. I bounced on my tiptoes, excitement flooding my entire body, pulling a squeal from my lips.

“All right, let’s go!” I agreed and bounded after him.

[softlydimmeddaylightsblog]

Okay I know most of the fandom has probably seen this screenshot but I wanna talk about it AGAIN

Specifically about Guns N Roses because the guy is totally right, that is SUCH a Helga-coded album, HOWEVER he picked the wrong songs completely! Silly him! Might I suggest Welcome To The Jungle and Rocket Queen instead?

[convexicalcrow]

The Copper King looked back over the caravan lining up behind him. A week had passed since he'd seen Cub off to Djesdjes. Normally he didn't dwell on itinerant guests he was unlikely to see again, but something about Cub had stayed with him. If he was indeed heading back to the Two Lands, he was probably already long gone from the oasis. Nevertheless, trading still needed to be done, and so copper and other goods had been gathered, ready to take to Djesdjes.

The Copper King rested a hand on the shoulder of the man before him. "Take good care of the place while I'm gone. I have a feeling things are going to get a bit restless around here."

The man nodded; his bright blue-grey eyes the only thing visible through the hood covering the rest of his face. He said nothing, bowing his head in deference.

"We'll be two days. Hopefully nothing bad happens in that time."

The gates of Djesdjes were not closed to them. The caravan passed through without even being stopped for questions, which the Copper King felt was not a good sign. He might need to speak to the governor about that. Djesdjes itself though seemed to be in good spirits as they entered the centre of the town. The markets were already up and running, and several of the members of the caravan peeled off to set up their own stalls. The Copper King, on the other hand, had other places to be.

He drove his camel through the streets until he reached the temple ruins, tying up the camel nearby. He washed his hands and face in the pool by the gates and stepped inside, carrying precious cargo as well as offerings. He knew where he needed to go, and made his way to the healing temple.

"I come bearing a god," the Copper King said as he entered, seeing a couple of priestesses preparing potions. "Is Ma'akhi around?"

"Oh, he is in with patients at the moment. I will tell him you're here," one of the priestesses said.

"Please do," the Copper King said.

The healing temple really was a lovely place. Cool, calm, and full of life. Perhaps, as he understood it, a little small for the type of temple it was supposed to be, but when needs must, he supposed. The statue in his hands was of a god he didn't know, because it wasn't his own, but that had never been a barrier. Bes, his name was, and he was a strange looking god indeed. A dwarf with leonine features, he had brought with him a fiery energy as the Copper King had worked on this statue. It was needed for the halls, to replace a broken statue. He had quite enjoyed the god's company and would be sad to see it go, but at least it wasn't anywhere he couldn't come to see him again.

"The High Priest will see you now," the priestess said, returning from the halls. "Please, follow me."

-

The Copper King wasn't expecting to be taken to a patient's room, but he understood why once he saw Cub lying there, with another man by his beside. Ma'akhi greeted him and invited him in.

"Come, my friend! It is good to see you again!" Ma'akhi said.

"And I, you, brother! I have the statue you requested. Do you have a space for him?" the Copper King said.

"Of course. Normally I would not bring you here, but Cub overheard and said he knew you so. I would be intrigued to know how you met," Ma'akhi said.

"Our paths were meant to cross. It seems your gods have taken a liking to me if they will send me to aid their followers," the Copper King said.

"Well you do such fine work with the statues, it's not surprising to me. Do you feel up to walking, Cub? I daresay you might like seeing the statue installed," Ma'akhi said.

"Yeah, that sounds nice. I didn't spend nearly enough time with you, Copper King, so I'm glad to see you again," Cub said. "Help me up, Scar, I'm still a little weak."

"I've got you, don't worry."

"Oh, is this the man you were looking for, Cub? I'm glad you found each other again," the Copper King said.

Cub leaned on Scar as he stood up. "Yes, yes it is! He got here before me. I should have listened to you about the uniform though, that was a bad decision, yeah. But I'll be okay."

The Copper King laughed. "Well, I did try to warn you! I am glad to see you alive, though. We must eat together tonight. I would love to hear more of your stories."

"There will be a festival of Seshat tonight at the temple as it is Her feast day. There will be plenty of food for you all," Ma'akhi said. "Now, come, let's get this god back to His home."

-

The Copper King returned home the next day, exhausted but happy, and with plenty of coin in his pockets. But something was nagging at him. Something he couldn't quite place. He was sure he'd seen someone he recognised in amongst the crowds at the festival. Or was it something about Cub and Scar? He didn't know. Just knew something was telling him to go to the Vigil, and so that's what he did once he returned to the mines.

The Vigil was in the centre of the mines in something like a large town square. It was in the middle of a fountain, and had been here for centuries. It was a place of power, of rememberance. The limestone walls around the fountain contained hundreds of candles, burning on top of the remants of hundreds more. The limestone was stained with wax in places. And one candle caught his attention as he surveyed the Vigil, one belonging to a dear friend of his.

The candle was ordinary, red, but also highly decorated with carvings. The blue flame flickered. It was halfway burned by now. The Copper King was used to this kind of divination. The candles called to him when he needed to talk to them, to remember those who needed his attention. And right now, this one did.

"Ahh, my old friend. It has been too many years now. But now I know why that face was so familiar to me. Your son lives, and he's going home, back to the Two Lands. Whether this is a wise decision or not remains to be seen, but you might want to keep an eye on him. I fear danger is not far behind," the Copper King said, gazing at the flame.

A burst of wind caused the flame to flicker and nearly blow out, though the Copper King understood. That voice he hadn't heard in so long was whispering to him. Grateful, but fearful. The Vigil felt uneasy tonight as the Copper King set the candle back. That boy had an ill wind following him. Perhaps he would do his own protections too, just to be sure.

[systemadministratorclu]

Chapter 2 up.

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