#neptune of atlantica

[cryptic-loser]

Hey there Descendants peopleee-

Creator of Neptune [as shown on @leftbehindtorot - my boyfriend's blog!!], here!!

This'll be my first time actually interacting with y'all, as a fandom- Yayyyy?-

Anyways, nothing too interesting from me, unfortunately, just an OC playlist!!!!

HAVE THE BOY

Happy listening!!!

I'll probably post some more art of him eventually~ >:]

[memoryaqua]

Concept art for King Triton

[princess-ibri]

I would love to hear more of your headcanons for what Triton's childhood was like and maybe even how you think he may have met his future wife.

Sure! So my basic idea for Triton is he kinda has a Cinderella meets King Arthur set up. He has pretty nice childhood at first, being the heir to Atlantica, spending time with his father Poseidon and grandfather Neptune, learning the history of the kingdom and to play the undersea calliope and all that.

But things change when he turns 10. His beloved grandfather falls ill and dies mysteriously, and his father soon after remarried the strange Octopin healing woman who’d come to try and heal Neptune—the beautiful Thalassa, who also brings along her two young daughters, Ursula and Morgana.

Life becomes more difficult for Triton in the following years. He’s still the heir but his father grows distant and more infatuated with his new wife, who increasingly builds up her power behind the throne, and his two step-sisters, though they somewhat bond at first begin to more and more constantly tease and torment him.

(Greater details on Thalassa and the girl’s backstories here )

Things continue to go downhill for Atlantic and Triton and when he’s 18 his father too dies, and Thalassa moves to finally take the throne for herself. Triton flees and over the next two years builds up a resistance to take back the kingdom, though they’re kept on the run by Thalassa’s magic/the army kept under her control with magic and fear and desire for power. At last he’s able to stage an attack on the castle, and pull out the Trident from where it’s been stuck in its pedestal, Thalassa and her daughters unable to draw it out as Poesidan never passed the right to the throne to them.

Using the power of the Trident Triton is able to finally overcome his stepmother, who in an epic battle tries transforms into a terrifying eldritch monster, and as she is too powerful to fully kill he traps her in a cave for all eternity, and then deals with Ursula, who begged for mercy and received the lighter sentence of banishment. (Morgana already having left years before)

I think he would have met his wife Psmathae during the years he was on the run leading the rebellion. She’s a kind and playful young mer-woman of common birth with an interest in the World Above. She helps Triton to keep a sense of hope and cheer during the dark years. She’s a beloved queen, wife and mother for the years she lives.

Unfortunately her interest in the World Above does end badly, as she is killed by human pirates when she was exploring above the waves one day, something Triton never recovers from.

This is actually a great start to doing backstories for the Disney Parents so yeah we’ll say this is the first one and put it under the #Disney Parent Backstory tag

[muraenide]

I always feel kind of robbed that twist never included the lore from The Little Mermaid that the mereels were considered their own race, Morays, who lived in the Trenches in Moray City. The Morays also have their own king (which means Jade and Floyd are technically perceived as foreigners to the merfolk of Atlantica, even if they used to be one city) and that they were banished to the depths of the Trenches by not Triton, but an ancestor, which is very likely Poseidon himself (?) there were also apparently two Triton(s) who went by the same name and shared the same father but different mother, so it really makes me wonder if that Triton was supposed to be the king of the Morays since he's not portrayed with having a fishtail but lobster body & various other set of limbs. One of Disney's movies did end up making Ursula Triton's sister so I imagine that the ocean family most probably have their own set of family drama messier than overgrown wild grass.

Regardless of Disney's version or the greek myths, Triton (Ariel's father) is meant to be the favourite son Neptune/Poseidon chose over his siblings. And I quite like the idea that the Moray King didn't actually do anything that warranted being sealed away or banished, but that he's a threat to Triton's claim to the thrown and so Poseidon did away with him.

The sheer amount of lore and potential we can get from this is just so much, but twst said "nah".

[thebluestbluewords]

please help me establish more extremely made up fairy tale lore:

[puppetoffthehook]

Alt!

Send me "alt!" and I'll introduce you to a charecter I've rped in the past, want to play in the future or are currently playing somewhere else!

@dusterson

“Hi, I’m Melody! Princess of the kingdom of Seaside. Daughter of King Eric and Queen Ariel, granddaughter of King Triton of Atlantica!”

Melody was my second attempt at tumblr rp, technically, but I consider her my first because.. well that Rise of the Guardians OC was garbage.

I played Melody at different stages of her life that I would’ve loved to see, with added sprinkles of angst because I just can’t seem to help myself. PTSD, added injuries from the fight with Morgana, strained relationship with her mom due to lies, and of course working in the relations to Neptune and Poseidon to make her a demigod!

I had modern AU shit where she became a pro surfer, I had a Once Upon A Time verse where she was orphaned in Storybrooke because her parents were just not there, and when Descendants came out I had a verse for that too.

It was fun until it wasn’t; that fandom was incredibly toxic with people writing minors in extremely sexual encounters and, specifically in the OUAT fandom, defending a woman who SA’d a man because “she’s a woman, he was at fault.” I couldn’t put up with all of it anymore.

[officialleehadan]

Ostentatious Wealth

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Prompt: HGE – Blackbird with Tessarina’s party.

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It was, Maggie mused, somewhat strange to be back in High Society.

Or, well, what Tessarina Ichinkov thought was High Society, anyway. Mostly that meant ostentatious displays of wealth and frankly tasteless discussions of how much they spent on any given accessory.

Maggie herself was dressed to kill. Her blue dress fit like it was made for her, which it was, and she glittered with jewels that were worth half an Imperial Destroyer on any market in the Empire. They were hers too, but Silvie told the crew they were fakes, and left it at that. Bobbit had given her a side-eye, but then, he was a gnome, and most gnomes had some sort of rock-sense. He could probably sense that the gems were real, or at least not fakes, but he didn’t want to say anything about it.

He might ask later. That would be an interesting conversation.

A veil, pinned to a small hat that sat in Maggie’s heavily-styled curls completed the look. It seemed to be made of gauze, and it was, but there was a very subtle spell woven into the silk. Although it was almost totally transparent, the veil obscured her features completely, as if the looker was gazing through glass frosted with ice crystals.

It was handy, since there were people in this crowd who might very well recognize her if they got a clean look at her face. Fortunately, Tessarina’s ridiculous bragging was actually Maggie’s best defense against recognition. After all, if the Imperial Heir, Lucia Therese Magdalene made an appearance at one of Tessarina’s parties, the whole galaxy would have heard about it.

“You had better keep an eye out for our contact. I don’t know how to recognize anyone in this getup.”

Like Maggie, Zaaba was dressed to kill. She had opted for skin-tight leather pants, with thigh-high boots that were bright with swirling embroidery. Scales marched up her legs in line that ended in a broad silk scarf with more of the same embroidery. Her shirt, with an ankle-length vest over it, was a deep, glowing orange that shone against Zaaba’s dark skin. Her jewelry was more simple than Maggie’s, but to the discerning eye, it was just as valuable, since it was made almost entirely of Old Earth gold, and set with diamonds captured in the atmosphere of Earth’s neighbor, Neptune.

Those were Maggie’s too, but Silvie excused them as a loan, and refused to say more about their origin. Privately, Maggie thought it was probably good that Zaaba didn’t know how much wealth she was wearing. It would make her nervous, and nerves were not useful just now.

“We’re looking for Baroness Anne of Arcturus Prime,” Maggie said, scanning the faces. She didn’t know the Baroness personally, but that was just as well. The fewer people who knew her face, the fewer chances of being recognized. As it was, she had already seen a dozen people who might be able to pick her out of a crowd, although it helped that they weren’t expecting her. There was a reason she was wearing a spelled veil. “She’s a stately woman, a little older than you, with deep skin. She’s always had a fondness for vivid reds, and she has enough dragon in her blood to wear dragon-scale jewelry.”

“If she’s a dragon, why does she need us?” Zaaba wanted to know, and took a glass of sparkling wine, which glittered with a tiny spell that made the ice inside sparkle like diamonds. Zaaba gave it a disgusted side-eye. “Did they spell the ice?”

“It’s common at this sort of party,” Maggie said, and took a glass herself. Her veil would allow food and drink to pass through it, but she didn’t drink just yet. “Ostentatious displays of wealth are the way these people tell each other how much they matter.”

“Is this why you left?” Zaaba asked curiously, distracted by Maggie’s obvious distaste for the whole business. “Because you couldn’t stand it?”

“You don’t’ usually ask about my history,” Maggie said, which wasn’t an answer. Then again, maybe it would help Zaaba relax, which she did need to do. “Look round. Really look. The Baroness we’re here to meet is one of the highest-ranking people at this party, and she’s here because her mother and Tessarina’s parents do business together. The next highest is Duchess Hina Palisade over by the snacks table. She’s here because she has a taste for young men, and the last time she was in a room with the emperor, he told her that if she ever flirted with him again, he was going to ban her from any event he was expected to attend.”

Maggie personally thought it was hilarious, but then, she usually thought it was funny to inconvenience her brother. It was a little sister’s right. Duchess Hina was beautiful, and she knew it. Unfortunately, the only thoughts in her mind were the ones she stole from others. It was just as well that her older brother was actually the Duke-Lord of the sector they ruled. He was reasonably competent, although he did occasionally propose to Maggie, which annoyed Luka.

“Does it matter that they aren’t very powerful?” Zaaba wanted to know, now thoroughly interested and much less nervous. “Their ranks, and all?”

“It means that nobody with any class is actually here,” Maggie explained wryly with a thought towards the parties she had attended for most of her life. They were quieter, with the weight of the display being on the location, usually Carrier Atlantica’s grand ballroom or Luna Base, and not on the expense. After all, there was no competing with something that could not be bought for any amount of money. “There’s a lot of wealth in this room, which is very good for us since we want them to pay us, but there isn’t all that much power. It’s a good thing, since people with power are usually more trouble than they’re worth.”

Herself included, as it happened, but she worked hard not to be trouble for her captain or crew. Luka was always trouble, but he was Emperor, and he had the resources to make that sort of thing go away if it bothered him.

“I don’t like any of this,” Zaaba sighed, but then she stiffened slightly. “I see two people. One might be our contact. The other is trouble.”

“Contact first,” Maggie said, since that was the important part. Zaaba nodded to a woman gowned all in red so bright it looked like it was burning. She wore deep, polished-red dragon-scales around her neck, and carried herself like she mattered. “That’s her. Let’s head that way. Slowly. Where’s the trouble?”

“I think I just saw Ikaroa, and if he’s here, we have a real problem,” Zaaba said grimly. When Maggie turned to look, there was no one there, but in a crowd of hundreds, that didn’t mean anything. “We need to make our contact and get clear. I sure hope you’re right about this, or we’re gonna be into the frying pan faster than any of us are gonna like.”

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[whatshername-please]

Out of the Water - Chapter VI

Synopsis: You were very proud to be a mermaid, thank you very much. You didn't want to be where the people were. Actually, you'd rather avoid it. Defending the merfolk was the biggest goal in your life... well, it was until you meet a certain pirate... it seems that your family really had a thing for humans, after all. Not that you'd ever admit it...

Word Account: 4875

Part 6 of ?

Pairing: Harry x reader (he is not in this chapter, sorry)

 Warnings: Some cuss words and underage drinking. 

A/N: English isn't my first language, so I'll probably mess up some tenses, grammar and stuff. Go easy on me, please. Feedback is always appreciated

Masterlist here

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"I'm never, ever setting foot on shore again, grandpa will have to find another diplomat because I quit!" you announced very eloquently to the only merman in the room: your brother who, on the other hand, was trying to make you help him with his summer homework.

"Yeah sure, it's not like you say this every time you come back from Auradon or anything" he didn't even bother looking up from his essay "Who won the battle of the Irish Sea?"

"But this time is true, they made it personal" you grumbled, swimming back and forth impatiently.

"They always do..." he said absently, knowing very well it was pointless to try to reason with you when you were having an outburst "Was it the Kappas?"

Ok, no matter how pissed you were, you could not have your own brother messing up the Water Kingdom's History like this, so you sat by his side and took the paper from his hand.

"Let me see this" you corrected him, perusing through the essay he wrote "Not the Kappas. The selkies won after the kelpies joined their side."

"I know you're sad..." Nereus said after a while, eyes filled with concern.

You sighed and put the essay down.

"I'm not..." you began, but he interrupted you before you could come up with some excuse.

People believing that you were angry and cranky was one thing, but Neptune forbid anyone to know you've got a heart.

"Yes, you are! It's been almost a week since you went to Auradon and I've never seen you so off. Yesterday Aethra said she couldn't wait until she was old enough to go to the surface and you didn't even roll your eyes. Last year, when Ogen spoke the same thing, you made a complete speech of why life under the sea is much better than anything humans have to offer, you had slides and everything."

He squeezed your hand gently and offered you a supportive smile.

"Even Aqua noticed how quiet you are… Please don't tell her I'm telling you this, but she said she prefers you ranting to this silence."

"I doubt" you let out a breathy chuckle.

The presence of your brother was comforting so you allowed yourself to let your guard down and lay on his lap while he stroked your hair. Both of you stayed a while like this, each one absorbed in your own thoughts. Yes, it had been almost a week since everything had happened and you still had nightmares about that; the look on Harry's face when he said Ben was just going to throw them all back inside the Isle would hunt you forever.

Truth be told, you swam next to the barrier a couple of times, but the only things you saw were seaweed, rocks, some weird looking fish and a dead goblin. It wasn't like you could ask someone to tell Uma you'd be expecting her and, even If you could see her, what would you do? People inside the barrier could not hear anything from the outside, and again, even if they could, what would you tell her? How sorry you were? That it wasn't fair? Uma didn't need anyone saying what she has known all her life.

You were torturing yourself, feeling your stomach turn on itself with guilty when your grandfather glided into the room. Both of you and your brother stood up, showing respect to the king of the seas.

"May I talk to you for a moment, my dear" he pointed to you and your brother took his belongings and left the room, he whispered a "good luck" as he passed by you and swam off.

"Yes, grandpa?" your chest filled up with hope that your grandfather had spoken to Ben and made him change his mind about the Isle.

However, it was only wishful thinking because the reality was way crueler than whatever you could have imagined.

"About tomorrow…" he started.

Oh no! Ben and Mal's engagement party was tomorrow, but you had already decided you weren't going, no matter how hard your grandfather or anyone tried to convince you to.

You couldn't stand the idea of having to smile to them while all you wanted to do was to scream and cry. How could you pretend that everything was okay when nothing was? The hypocrisy made you sick.

"I won't go" you told him, you even tried to use your 'heiress of the throne' tone, but of course the current king of Atlantica wouldn't fall for that.

"You're the diplomat between the human kingdom and the water kingdom" he reminded you, his expression turning as serious as his voice.

"Was" you corrected him "I quit".

That little voice inside your head was telling to stop defying your grandfather. He could be very understanding of some things (like you still didn't believe he knew about Uma all the time and didn't lose it), but he also had plans for you that required you to be Atlantica's representative, because, accordingly to your grandfather and mother, no one would defend the water kingdom's interests better than you.

Actually, that was their way of saying "We don't want to deal with this and since one day you'll have to rule, it's better that you know what to do. Also, we don't want the fish eaters thinking that we hate them".

But, being honest, your grandfather liked humans now as much as he did in the past; the only difference was that he learned how to tolerate them.

Anyway, the truth was: Auradon wasn't as great as people wanted to believe. In theory, having all kingdoms unified was a superb idea, but in practice most of places were losing their own cultural identity, adapting their traditions and habits to fit in Auradon's new rules. If your grandfather had followed all King Beat's proposals 20 years ago, Atlantica would have become a tourist attraction for humans.

It wasn't like King Triton didn't want to be more engaged in Auradon society, but he was afraid to lose the independence of the merpeople. Thus, he hoped that when you assumed the throne, you'd have a better foreign policy than he had without giving up Atlantica's culture and pride.

He looked at you and his piercing glare went right through your soul...

King Triton, intimidating? No, not at all.

"This is not just the King and Queen's engagement party, but also your friend's"

"But grandpa..." you cried out.

"I won't hear it" he raised his hand to show that his decision was final and he wouldn't hear anything else.

You tilted your head back and groaned, if you couldn't talk yourself out of this, you could very well show your dissatisfaction.

"Glad we came to an agreement" he gave a pleased smile like he always did when his wishes were fulfilled and, as he swam past you, he patted your hair "And you might end up having fun"

You rolled your eyes and lay on the floor, defeated. You don't know how long you stayed there, contemplating your misfortune, when suddenly you felt something walking on your tail; you craned your neck and saw Sebastian staring back at you.

"Traitor" you murmured.

"Being in the human world is never my choice. Your grandfather asked me to" he explained, sliding down to your side and you turned over to have a better view of him.

"No one likes to be there, so why do I have to go?"

"For the same reason I had: your grandfather is the king. But I didn't come to discuss the fairness of life" his words caught your attention and you raised an eyebrow in curiosity.

Sebastian seemed a little anxious: he looked side to side and beckoned to you to get closer and, when you did, he said in a muffled and rushed voice:

"You know Derek? That lobster? Yesterday, he was near the northern part of the barrier and saw a girl with teal hair there... even better, he said it was the second time he spotted her there by sunset"

Before you could refrain yourself, you picked the crab up, holding him on the palm of your hand. There was no use in denying that you knew Uma because Sebastian had followed you in Auradon and was aware that you and the sea witch's daughter were friends.

"What?" you practically yelled and your whole body shivered with joy for knowing that Uma had been looking for you "Are you sure?"

"Yes" he confirmed "I thought it could lift your spirit up "

"Sebastian it did! I'm going there now" you stood up in a heartbeat, but before you could make your way to the Isle, Sebastian called you.

"If you go there now, King Triton will think you're avoiding the engagement party" he remarked reasonably.

Damn it, he had a point

"Why don't you go tomorrow after greeting King Ben and his future queen?" He suggested, eyeing you innocently, but you saw right true his intentions.

The only reason he told you about Uma was to give you a boost of encouragement to go to Auradon again, this way you would be excited for the party and wouldn't complain too much about being there.

He was a clever crustaceous.

Well, it worked, at least now you could pretend you were having fun, whereas what you were really looking forward to was seeing Uma again.

"Deal" you hold out your hand and you he shake it to seal the deal.

Even if the party was dreadful, the perspective of meeting Uma again was pretty motivating. You should have asked if Derek saw someone else with her, it was weird but you wouldn't mind seeing Harry again.

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"Ugh, I can't believe I'm going back there"

Talking to Sebastian got you very excited; however, now that you really had to go, you were having second thoughts about it.

You didn't have to attend to any human gathering to go to the barrier; you could very well wait in Atlantic until sunset.

"Why can't grandpa send someone who actually wants to be there? Aqua wouldn't mind, or April or Adryan..." you whined - any of your cousins would gladly go to Mal and Ben's engagement, but of course you were the one your grandfather insisted on.

Nereus, who tried to fix your hair in a new style, hummed blankly to show he was listening.

"I'm feeling sick... Grandpa can't make me go if I'm sick" you turned your face to him and he casted an annoyed look at you before going back to applying pearls in your hair.

"You already used that one not to go to the Royal Cotillion" he reminded you, turning your head forward impatiently when you tried to look at him again.

"But I was sick" you protested, earning an amused glare from him "I was sick of human's bullshit".

He burst out laughing.

"I don't think our grandfather will consider it a good reason to skip this ball" he said after regaining his composure.

"Well, at least I'll be closer to the Isle" you mumbled to yourself, but Nereus heard you.

"Why? What will you do?" he stopped what he was doing and sat on the dressing table, staring at you "Please, don't tell you plan on bringing the barrier down by yourself".

"I don't have the power to do it… You know I've tried" you joked and thankfully, Nereus played along.

"You don't need power, use your head... I mean... it is very hard. I'm pretty sure if you swim fast enough you can make a whole in the barrier"

You punched him playfully and got up.

"Hey, I didn't finish your hair" he called out.

"But I have to go, otherwise I won't arrive in time" you explained, grabbing your comb and placing it between the shells and pearls your brother had adorned your hair with.

Of course, the truth was you weren't leaving because you didn't want to be late, but because your brother was smart enough to figure out that you were up to no good.

"Wish me luck" you hugged him.

"Good luck!" he kissed your cheek and with that, you left.

Your mother told you to be kind and not to forget the manners she taught you, your grandfather said how proud of you he was and even asked if you didn't want to take his royal carriage, to which you denied politely.

You rather swam by yourself and if you were going to the Isle after the party, a carriage pulled by dolphins would be hard to go unnoticed.

You bid goodbye and took the path towards Auradon. The City wasn't close to Atlantica, but years of comings and goings made you an expert and you were able to arrive there in a very short time. Also, fins were so much faster than legs, which made the travel easier.

In other circumstances you'd have stopped to talk to many friends that lived nearby, but a little mantra was echoing in your mind "The faster you get there, the faster you leave. The faster you get there, the faster you leave" - you didn't mean to stay more than the necessary; after all. Your grandfather told you to go to Auradon, but he didn't say how long you had to staythere.

Besides, Sebastian said Uma was seen at the barrier by sunset, but what if she decided to go earlier?  You were going to be there one hour in advance for precaution.

Although magic was highly discouraged, there was no other way for the merpeople to become human without it. That's why a magical necklace was given to any mermaid or merman who wanted to venture themselves ashore.

Those necklaces weren't given away easily, though. In order to acquire one, you had to fill a formulary explaining why you needed it and it had to be accepted by King Ben and King Triton themselves. It was very bureaucratic and the only reason this process had to be done was because King Beast declared all magic should be banished so you could not hand around magical objects freely.

However, since you were a royal diplomatic, they made an exception.

Call it privilege.

One good thing about those necklaces was that King Triton made sure that once you went through the transformation, clothes would magically appear to. It was a huge improvement since your aunt Ariel had gotten her own legs from her deal with Ursula; imagine how would it be if you had to walk around naked until you find something to wear.

At least the merfolk didn't have to worry about that anymore. So, once you got on the beach and turned into human you had on a beautiful dress that matched the shells your brother chose to decorate your hair.

It wasn't as pretty as your tail and fins, though.

You headed to Auradon Prep because the party would be held near the school (why they were so obsessed by this place was beyond your comprehension). When you finally arrived, everyone was already there, talking and having fun.

Thankfully, your cousins that lived in Auradon weren't hard to find and rushed towards them - you couldn't help but notice that, as you got closer, they exchanged money between themselves.

"What's going on?" you asked, intrigued by what you just saw.

"Nothing" Arabella answered "What a lovely dress you're wearing. How is gramps doing?".

She changed the topic way too fast, which made your curiosity grow, but you decided to ignore it for the time being.

"He is fine. He misses you a lot and says you should visit us more often. I can't understand Bella, why do you prefer being here among sweaty humans?"

"Do you ever change the subject?" she complained, rolling her eyes "This is a party and I refuse to deal with your bullshit today"

"Maybe tomorrow, then!" you fired back and she voiced her discontentment with an exasperated shriek.

"Why are you like this?" she said before flouncing off, bouncing her hair as she did so.

"What did I do?" you asked Ella, who had been quiet up to that moment, and she chuckled.

"I miss this" she said, pointing to you and the crowd.

"You're the only one"

"It wouldn't hurt if you came to visit us once in a while, you know" she looked up, her hopeful smile made her eyes crinkle and you mirrored her expression, smiling too.

Ella was Ariel's younger daughter and, even though you didn't see her as much as you would like, she was probably your favorite cousin; she was kind and outgoing, which was a good counterpoint to your not so affable nature.

Before you could reply, one of the merfolk who attended Auradon Prep joined you both, he gave you a little bow and handed your cousin some money. You waited for him to leave before question her about it.

"Ella, what's happening?" your tone made clear you wouldn't take a "nothing" for an answer.

The girl sighed, knowing it was a lost battle.

"Maybe there is a bet going on…" she told you, voice trailing off.

You raised an eyebrow, face turning stoic and you feigned boredom.

"Does it involve me?"

"Well, some people didn't believe you'd show up today after the whole Audrey fiasco" she glanced at you out of the corner of her eye and, when you didn't say anything, Ella went on "We made a bet: everyone believed you wouldn't appear, you know. I was the only one who knew you'd be here and now I'm making a lot of money."

She showed you the amount she had already won and it was kind of impressive. It seemed that half of Auradon was sure you hated the human world.

They were right.

Okay, not hate. It was a great dislike.

"I can't believe you thought I'd come" you said without hiding the indignation in your voice and a little offended that your own cousin didn't know you better.

"C'mon. I knew you wouldn't want to, but I was certain grandpops wouldn't give you much of a choice, so even against your will - and I know you must had protested a lot - you'd be here today"

Your cousin was kind, yet cunning, and that was why she was your favorite.

"I'm impressed" you clapped, nodding your head slowly as you did so.

"I know. I'm amazing" she teased and then, her expression became concerned "How are you, by the way? I've heard they will close the barrier forever"

You whined, for one moment you had forgotten about how you failed the Isle and Uma. First you were angry at Mal and Ben, but now? Now you wanted blood... not literally, but you were kind of mad.

"I've been better... you just remind me I had to wish Ben and Mal my best regards in the name of Atlantica."

"Okay, see you later" she cheered and added on for precaution "Try to be polite, please"

When she asked you that, the memory of Sebastian, your mother and grandfather pleading you to be civil in this party echoed in your mind.

What did they think of you? That you were a mannerless monster?

You were very well educated, thank you very much, but didn't waste your good manners on people who didn't deserve it.

"Can't make any promises" you laughed off, disappearing into the crowed to find the King and Mal.

You didn't have to look for them for long as a mass of people was surrounding the fiancés to be while they thanked everybody for coming to their party. They seemed so merry and pleased whilst their subjects wished them all the happiness of the world. People in Auradon were just so fucking good and gracious, weren't they?

Hypocrites.

You had a plan, though.

1- Smile.

2- Greet.

3- Leave.

It was simple, short, and impossible to mess up.

Smile, greet, leave, smile, greet, leave. You kept repeating it like a mantra as you approached them.

For one moment their cheerful expressions froze and their eyes widened to the size a saucer, but they recomposed themselves quickly enough. Either they were surprised to see you there or they were afraid you were going to snap.

But you wouldn't snap.

You had a plan.

"Your Majesties" you smiled, bobbing a curtsy to them.

1 - Smile. Check.

They saluted you, asking how things were back in Atlantica and the conversation was brief and polite, like it should be.

"In the name of Atlantica I wish you both prosperity and wisdom to rule, and that your life is filled with great joys"

You said that in a very diplomatic tone that could have fooled anyone.

2 - Greet. Check

They thanked you and you made your exit.

3 - Leave. Che...

"And…" you turned back with a spin.

Screw the plan; you didn't sell your voice to a sea witch, so you may as well use it.

"Speaking for me, I really want you both to be happy. I mean, someone has to, right? Considering that you doomed thousands of people to a life of suffering just so you could have your perfect happily ever after without any inconveniences"

Then, you left.

One day you'd be all diplomatic and shit, but that day wasn't today.

And, to be fair, you've tried to be reasonable for years and all you got was "Oh sorry, we can't let anyone off the island. It's not that simple, this would require lots of planning and social reintegration, but we will take this matter into consideration in the future...". That's why you started speaking your mind: even if didn't change anything, at least it wouldn't leave a bitter taste in your mouth for not saying your real opinion.

Yeah, your grandfather really should reconsider who he sent to land for affairs of state.

Whatever, just a few more hours and you'd be making your way to the barrier to see Uma.

You were trying to find your cousin again when Audrey intercepted you, looking rather tense.

"Hey" she greeted you but without meeting your eyes.

Audrey seemed to have taken a strange interested in her hands, which she wringed unsteadily, you noticed.

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry for.. you know... cursing you and your family..." she said, voice shaking a little.

Oh! So Audrey was a nervous wreck to talk to you, how amusing. It boosted your ego but you weren't that mean.

"Relax, Audrey. It's all forgiven" you put her mind at ease.

She let out a breath and her face brightened up.

"But" you offered her a smile that slowly fade into a severe frown "If you do it again I'll make you wish for something as sweet as sleeping for 100 years".

It was clearly a joke but Audrey didn't get it as she excused and made herself scarce in seconds.

"You know... if you want people to understand when you are joking, you shouldn't keep a straight face"

You jerked your head to face Jay, who handed you a glass with a purple liquid in it.

"I wasn't that intense" you took a sip of the drink, it was way too sweet for your salted water taste, and you were pretty sure that it was alcoholic too.

Well, maybe alcohol was the key to survive this party.

"C'mon! You were like this" he mimic you, making quite a murderous expression. Then, resuming his neutral expression, he added "You are like the sea'.

That was new… but you weren't sure about what he meant by that.

"I'm salty and I scare people?" scrunching your face up in confusion.

It took some good minutes for Jay pull himself together.

"I was going to say imposing and beautiful, but that too" he said, wiping the tears from his eyes.

You couldn't help but crack a smile and, since you didn't think of a good answer (which was very unusual), you took another sip of whatever beverage that was.

Fortunately, Jay didn't notice how embarrassed you were by his compliment and changed the topic soon after.

"So, how ar..."

"Stop right there" you warned him, holding your finger up.

"What?" the VK's brows burrowed in confusion but deep inside he was afraid that he had said something wrong.

"I know this face." you explained "Every time people ask how I am, they do this pitiful face and I can't have that... not from you…".

It was painful how most people assumed that you were miserable because of last week events. Okay, you were sad and pissed but gosh, you hated that condescending attitude.

"Sorry, I just wanted to make sure you were okay" he didn't seem offended by your words, but the atmosphere between you two grew colder and awkward.

Great, of all people you could have snapped at today, you did it to Jay.

Now, you were sad, pissed and stupid.

"Sorry... I didn't mean to be rude" you apologized "If you really want to know, I'm a mess. The only reason I didn't cry this whole week was because I live under water, but if you tell this to anyone, I'll deny it".

"It's going to be our secret then" Jay stroked your arm  to show support "You really care about the Isle, don't you?"

You shrugged, not knowing what to say to him. Yes, you cared about the Isle and the people there; it was hard to explain the reason, though.

Maybe another time…

"By the way, I wanted to ask you this..." he cooed and if you hadn't been so busy with that drink, you'd have seen the mischievous gleam in his eyes "Did Uma and you already know each other, by any chance?"

You choked.

Hard.

Jay went to your aid quickly and helped you to recover, slapping your back lightly.

A mermaid choking on a liquid, what a joke.

"No..." your voice cracked and it wasn't because you're still faint "Why would you think that?"

"Well…" he began, but was cut off soon after.

Thank goodness,  Mal and Ben announced they would start their pronouncement and Jay joined his former friends. All people gathered under the balcony where the Royal Family stood proudly, and everybody was eager to hear the news their King and Queen would say.

It was difficult to hear one's thoughts over the cheering and acclamation. However, since you didn't share their happiness, you stayed away from the commotion, enjoying your sweet drink.

Ben started his speech, of course he was very pleased to have Mal as his queen and everyone was happy.

Everyone, except the people on the Isle, of course.

You scoffed so loudly that if people hadn't been hearing Ben's speech, they would have heard you. Subsequently, the king proposed a toast to Mal and you wondered if it would be rude to ignore it.

Everything would be so much easier if your grandfather had made your brother the diplomat of Atlantica, considering he was a people pleaser like you would never be.

Well, it wouldn't hurt to raise your glass, so you did it... very discretely.

For everyone's surprise, Mal announced she couldn't be Queen of Auradon, causing a wave of gasps and murmurs from the puzzled crowd.

Really? Were they really surprised? Like, Mal was a drama queen, she just needed an emotional solo or Evie knocking some sense into her head for her to change her mind.

Unless it involved the Isle of course, then she didn't care to condemn them forever, you thought bitterly.

Yep, you were salty enough to cause hypertension in every single soul in Auradon.

However, you did not expect, not even in your wildest dreams, what followed next. Actually, even after years, you'd still remember that day and think "what the hell just happened". If people were shocked when Mal said she couldn't be queen, they nearly had a stroke when she brought down the barrier. It wasn't like she let just the villain kids off, she destroyed the barrier, and everyone was free.

As a personal note, you observed how fast Ben changed his discourse from "We can't get the merfolk off the Isle without consequences, we need preparation, meetings, plans..." to "Ok, my bae wants to bring down the barrier and I won't argue with her. So yeah, let's do it".

Not that you were complaining but, had you known that it only took a love potion for Ben do what you wanted, you'd have done it.

Wow! What a wild thought to have...

Maybe you were getting a little drunk...

But the barrier came down so, whatever...

You looked at King Beast's face and he was about to pass out any moment, but other than that, everyone seemed very excited to meet the villains.

It wasn't like a minute ago they didn't give a damn about the people there or their fate.

Well, maybe that was Auradon's magic: one moment you hated each other, in the next you were all singing and dancing on a bridge.

You finished your drink in one go, because that was going to be a party to remember.

[stealyourheart]

My partner and I talked about a Kingdom Hearts ONE PIECE AU and I just think. About it. Constantly.

Luffy is Sora, Ace is Riku, Sabo is Kairi and Sabo who "goes missing" and "loses his memories" of Luffy (tbf everyone does for Sora BUT THE PARALLELS) and how Ace and Luffy probably looks for Sabo like how Riku and Sora looks for Kairi while Ace gets tricked by the Darkness:tm: that it can help him find his missing brothers and loses himself to the darkness--

While Brook and Usopp are Goofy and Donald respectively (court musician, royal army's sniper) BECAUSE SHANKS IS KING MICKEY and it makes s e n s e ecause Yasopp would be part of Shanks' crew and they're busy with Shanks and they need someone to find the Key so Brook and Usopp go find Luffy

AND ZORO IS LEON! And Nami is Yuffie, while Robin is Aerith and they all u know get dragged into Luffy's adventure, his quest to find Sabo and Ace and his dream to find ONE PIECE (Kingdom Hearts) after it faded away into darkness like the stories Shanks told Luffy about--AND AND AND Atlantica is Fishman Island and they meet JINBE and Triton is King Neptune and etcetc

Aalso how Shanks, instead of "giving" Luffy a devil fruit, ends up giving Luffy his Keyblade instead--unintentional successor... AND ERAQUS IS WHITEBEARD with Marco Thatch and Izo being Terra Aqua and Ventus....... Rayleigh is Yensid, Yensid being Mickey's original teacher, Shanks most likely learning from Rayleigh, and then Rayleigh teaching Luffy like how Yensid conducts the trial for Sora and Riku...

Pete is Buggy.

Maleficent is a mix of Tashigi and Smoker, not really a BIG BAD villain and actually ends up helping Luffy/Sora...

Oh, also with Zack being Rosinante, Cloud being Law, and Sepiroth being Doflamingo...

There's just... head empty, only thoughts about this AU-

EDIT: FORGOT ABOUT FRANKY FRANKY IS CID!!! HE'S A GUMMI SHIP ENGINEER this ship runs on LAUGHTER (and cola)

[silvermoon424]

Interesting observation about Triton Castle. It does seem like it’s designed as a homage to Uranus’s sword, but Miranda Castle is also a homage to Neptune! It looks like a castle you’d find in the deep sea, and my first thought when I saw it was King Triton’s castle in the Little Mermaid

Same anon who commented about Miranda Castle being looking like it belongs underwater. Some more observations I noted: The Little Mermaid came out in 1989, so I wouldn’t be surprised if Naoko was inspired by Atlantica Palace. Also, Since space is an ocean, Miranda floats nicely in it!🤣

Ooh, I really like that interpretation! Love how Neptune and Uranus’s castles reflect them!

[cryptic-loser]

He read him lil book..

Also btw I am accepting questions n asks about him cOUGH COUGH COUGH- /nf /silly

[jabamaca]

Ariel, the Champion of Atlantica

Story:

After the mysterious return of the Kraken sisters, whence the most recent battle for Atlantica took hold; Atlantica took a great hit. Structures mostly damaged, citizens in great shock, the kingdom in crisis.

King Triton took the greatest hit from the battle. Wounded and weakened by the sisters. Atlantica needed a new ruler to be their Champion. Ariel was the only one able for such a task, for she was chosen by the Trident of Neptune.

Abilities:

Power of Neptune - Ariel can control the seas and other elements associated with it: clouds, lightning, rain, sea-life, etc..

Notable Party Relationships:

Moana, and John Smith (NPC) - They are keen when it comes to ocean life and sea-faring.

Belle, Aurora, and Rapunzel - Ariel is always eager to listen to what they are reading about as they read to her about their respective favored subjects. (See the Belle post for details)

OP’s Notes:

This was wayyyy~~ overdue. Took this long to finish and post due to family, work, and... distractions.

Decided that the Trident will work like Thor’s hammer. That it chooses who is worthy to wield it. It makes the work for the narrative and game design easier. I also thought that it would be interesting that the Trident is capable of conjuring its own personal sea to make Ariel still be mobile on-land even in Mermaid form.

In this story, Ariel had to leave her husband and daughter due to the crisis in Atlantica. The party meets Ariel in Atlantica amidst the crisis, and Ariel will reunite with his family momentarily before the party proceeds to the final parts of the RPG (Semi-Spoiler Kappa).

My brother and I have been having back-and-forths on the conceptualization of this Disney RPG draft. We’ve decided that the player can get John Smith’s ship (or a version of it, subjected to change) in the early-middle-game/late-early-game. So technically John Smith is part of the party, but not a playable character ‘cause he only serves as a crew member.

Speaking of which, we decided that the aforementioned ship will be the headquarters with different characters that are recruited staying in. It will be like Suikoden’s headquarters. Therefore, some party members can’t be playable in battle but serve a purpose on the ship (i.e. John Smith). And it also will have perfect opportunities to display unique interactions and relationships between the crossed-over characters.

Also, the ship will be flying more-or-less the time Belle is recruited on the early-late-game. (Spoilers Kappa)

Coming Up Next: CINDERELLA, the CONJURER AND ALTERER

[xehathotbetterxehanot]

The original Organization XIII Totally Legit Headcanons - Part 3

Myde originated from Atlantica - the little mermaid one, not the ancient world - where he was born to two servants of King Neptune. He was raised as a servant who attended to Ariel like other servants, but loved music more than anything else. However he wasn’t the bravest of individuals, and one day when he was patrolling around Atlantica he ran into a massive black shark-like creature with soulless eyes. Out of cowardice he fled back as fast as he could to report to the King, however the creature did not follow and Myde’s claim was dismissed...at least until the Elite squad of Mermen vanished the next day and a horde of black sharks attacked the city. Myde reluctantly joined his fellow mermen in battle, but was ‘killed’...

Dulor was born in the swing of the age of pirates but despite his gambling habits and general shiftiness he initially didn’t become one. He grew up with strict British parents who drilled into his mind the evils of piracy, but it only served to intrigue and incite the young man further. Fast forward a few years and Dulor himself would be the second-in-command of a Pirate crew, with his whimsy and charm usually helping his crew commit many hit and run thefts, yet even he knew his limits. That limit would come in his Captain’s brilliant plan - which was made without Dulor’s knowledge - of obtaining the Cursed Gold treasure as their greatest prize thus far. To say it went badly was an understatement as the majority of the crew were turned into Heartless by the time Dulor caught wind of the situation, with the Captain becoming a Boss Heartless and eventually being killed by Dulor in a battle at the cost of the gambler’s life. But as the song and dance went, ‘Dulor’ didn’t stay dead for very long...

Strelitzia, Elrena, and Lauriam, the other trio of the past. The circumstances behind their relationship are iffy and the details are only really known to Larxene and Marluxia and even they have fragments of ‘dreams’. The truth was that Strelitzia’s family was a mess as both Elrena and Lauriam are her biological siblings, but with a different parent and shared different memories with her. Elrena was extremely protective of her baby sister, raising her right when her parents couldn’t stop arguing enough to give a damn. To Strelitzia Elrena was a very cool sister, always teaching her tricks and funny things and giving her some early tips towards becoming a Keyblade Wielder and learning Magic. Lauriam only came into the picture after the custody papers forced Strelitzia between homes, however he never came into contact with Elrena at this time. He wasn’t very unhappy or excited about getting a new sibling, but in time Strelitzia grew on him. He was the first of the siblings to receive a Keyblade, followed by Elrena and then later Strelitzia. Lauriam, Elrena, and Strelitzia would all eventually join different guilds but never forgot each other even among the terrible event known as the Keyblade War. Lauriam, oddly enough, would be the only one of them to survive - Elrena had vanished during the battles, and Strelitzia perished to an unknown individual - to become a Dandelion Leader as he learnt that a certain individual had assassinated his little step-sister and set out to find that individual with concealed rage in his heart. He eventually found tracked down the individual who killed his sister: another one of the leaders. It was unknown what happened to the Leader but Lauriam did end up perishing in this confrontation and eventually awoke in a time long past the Keyblade War, staring upward at a man with one eye and a ponytail...

[giancarlonicoli]

20 AGO 2019 17:00

MONEGASCO, NON CI CASCO! - COINCIDENZE: LA GITA DI GRETA THUNBERG NELLA BARCA A VELA DI PIERRE CASIRAGHI E IL NUOVO PONTE “INTELLIGENTE” DI RENZO PIANO HANNO AVUTO PAGINATE SUI GIORNALI. MENO SPAZIO INVECE È STATO DEDICATO ALLA NOTIZIA CHE LA SICILIA HA BLOCCATO IL PRELIEVO DI 700MILA TONNELLATE DI SABBIA DESTINATE ALLA NUOVA ISOLA ARTIFICIALE DEL PRINCIPATO DI MONACO. INDOVINATE CHI L’HA PROGETTATA? – VIDEO

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Coincidenze del nuovo perverso intreccio tra ecologismo e sistema dei mass-media: la partenza di Greta per gli Stati Uniti sulla barca a vela di Pierre Casiraghi “con solo il secchio come toilette” e il nuovo ponte “sobrio e intelligente” progettato da Renzo Piano per Genova, hanno tenuto banco contemporaneamente, con paginate a tema e robusti richiami in prima.

Negli stessi giorni, invece, ha fatto appena capolino a livello nazionale, su La Repubblica e La Stampa, la notizia che la Regione Sicilia ha bloccato la concessione per il prelievo di 700mila tonnellate di sabbia nel golfo di Termini Imerese, riserve naturali millenarie che dovevano essere espiantate dal nostro mare e trasportate nel fondo di quello del Principato di Monaco.

A far scattare il relè tra queste notizie ci vuole giusto la pressione di un dito: la sabbia serve all’avanzamento dei lavori di un nuovo mega progetto edilizio a Montecarlo, Portier Cove. Si tratta di una vera e propria isola artificiale di sei ettari, che sorgerà nel 2025 in un’area marina vicina al porto. Per costruirla stanno piantando nell’acqua 18 blocchi di cemento alti 27 metri, da 10mila tonnellate di stazza l’uno: la sabbia andrebbe poi calata dentro questa sorta di diga di protezione.

L’avveniristico progetto è stato varato con la sbandierata firma dello studio di Renzo Piano e la benedizione personale del principe Alberto, che sarebbe poi lo zio dello skipper di Greta.

Ovviamente tutti, a cominciare dal potentissimo impero francese delle costruzioni Bouygues, capofila dell’opera, si guardano bene dal dire la verità, e cioè che questo scempio serve giusto ad approntare altre seconde case (stavolta da 80mila euro al metro quadrato!) per gaudenti evasori fiscali di tutto il mondo, nuovi posti-barca da vendere a peso d’oro per parcheggiare yacht con la bandiera della Cayman, e magari qualche vetrina di lusso in più per far spendere soldi sporchi a distrut-turisti miliardari in servizio permanente effettivo.

Se volete sentire la musica d’accompagnamento suonata a Montecarlo, negli stessi giorni del via alla traversata atlantica di Greta, per quest’altro meno strombazzato viaggio dei 18 mallopponi di cemento da Marsiglia e della mostruosa massa di sabbia, che sta arrivando non più dal Tirreno meridionale ma da chissà dove, via Tolone, eccovi serviti: “Il principe Alberto è entusiasta del progetto e molto attento all’impatto ambientale dell’opera. Assicura che Portier Cove è stato pensato come un ‘eco-distretto’ in cui flora e fauna marina saranno debitamente tutelate.

Si integrerà con la conformazione costiera del Principato sia esteticamente che ambientalmente, con una nuova linea di arrotondata, per un’estensione di 35 metri in profondità della curva della costa esistente: essa consentirà il flusso naturale delle correnti senza modificarlo”. Slurp, slurp, slurp, eccetera, eccetera, eccetera.

Non è che il grande maestro Renzo Piano, archistar e senatore a vita “ottimista e di sinistra”, sia l’unica bandierina eco-progressista sventolata dai principi cementificatori di Monaco: gli farà buona compagnia il simpatico rivoluzionario Massimiliano Fuksas, che, sempre con la moglie Doriana al fianco, ha appena vinto il concorso per un progetto nel borgo di Fontvieille.

L’idea di una sorta di nuvola colorata con edifici e strade che si presenti come “un parco verticale e un mare trasparente”, servirà, stando alle parole dei Fuksas, “per vedere il giardino delle delizie ripensando alla poesia del cantico dei cantici”. Sic. La nuova mega-struttura di cinque piani prenderà il posto del vecchio porticciolo, già teatro di una prima speculazione edilizia negli anni Settanta.

E qui si arriva dritti a Pierre Casiraghi, generoso tassista del mare della piccola Greta con la sua barca a vela Malizia II, nome che s’estende al cubo anche per questa geniale trovata di ‘green-washing’, che diventerà presto un film.

Come tutta la dinastia dei regnanti Grimaldi, anche Pierre è impegnato in prima persona nel perenne fervore edilizio dello staterello eco-mostro di Montecarlo: figura come socio maggioritario di una solida impresa di costruzioni monegasca, l’Engeco, che proprio a Fontvieille ha firmato uno dei progetti più importanti, la ristrutturazione di un grande immobile industriale nel centro uffici e servizi Le Neptune.

E possiamo immaginare quanto anche questi luoghi di lavoro del turbo-capitalismo offshore, il venerdì saranno poco affollati, ma certo non perché qualcuno degli pseudo-residenti sarà voluto scendere in piazza con Friday for Future o magari anche solo farsi un selfie sullo yacht, come Greta in mezzo alle onde dell’Atlantico, il 16 agosto scorso, con in mano il cartello “Skolstreik for Climatet” (Sciopero per il clima).

P.s.: L’autore di questo breve testo, facendo semplicemente notare qualche macchiolina nera sui nuovi vestiti verdi indossati repentinamente dai giornaloni e dalle televisioni, in ossequio all’ultima moda dell’iper-uranio dei ricchi del pianeta, non vuole assolutamente togliere nulla alla grandezza e alla bravura di Renzo Piano o dei Fuksas, e men che meno mettere in questione la buona fede della nostra amatissima Greta.

[muraenide]

Against The Tides: Military AU

Takes place during the great war between the merfolk of Atlantica and the Morays of Moray City. The Leech family serves King Triton I, the King of Moray City, in a war against their father Neptune/Poseidon. The war was said to have gone on for generations, almost 3000 years, and before King Triton II, father of the Mermaid Princess, was born, and therefore before the Tale of the Mermaid Princess itself was born to Atlantica.

At that time, the Morays and Atlanteans were one and the same people, but civil war ran rampant when the Morays were not accepted as a part of the city of Atlantica. King Triton I's personal military, Rapture, was headed by the patriarch of the Leech family, Antonio Leech, while his two sons served as his External and Internal Vices. Floyd pursues Antonio and runs errands by traveling around both sea and land, garnering allies. Jade, appointed as the Internal Vice Commdant, stays behind in the Undersea most of the time, managing the military. As a gift from his father, Jade was also appointed the Warden of the Undersea's Prison at 21 years old. Therefore, Jade oftentimes has a say in what they're to do with prisoners who were relocated to his prisons.

Jade's generation is the last generation of the war between the Atlanteans and the Morays. When King Triton I finally lost to Neptune/Poseidon, in an attempt to tie up loose ends to secure his son, Trion II's succession, while Antonio and Floyd died shortly before the end of the war, Jade was fed to dogs to prevent any attempts of a rebellion.

Trivia:

This verse will sometimes be written as Jade (of NRC)'s past life. Aka after Jade dies he's transmigrated into Jade Leech from Night Raven College with no recollections of his past lives.

[bringingoldfranchisestolife]

Great White

Neptune: The Great White Terror

Dreaded berserker of Atlantica, he’s lieutenant to the Deepsea Warrior, and earned it through his sheer brute force rather than any major brainpower.

However, in order to keep him from being perceived as a mindless sea-demon, Maiden of the Aqua increased his brain size to that of a dolphin’s, making him at least somewhat more approachable. 

You know, in the same way you can approach Hannibal Lecter, but that doesn’t mean you should.