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whatshername-please · 5 years ago

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Out of the Water

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…

Pairing: Harry Hook x reader (although he isn’t in this chapter, sorry)

Warnings: none? Possibly grammar mistakes?

Part 1 of ?

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.

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“We can’t let the merfolk from the Isle out. They are criminals”

“Their children are not. Futhermore, even the former villains should be punished accordingly to the Atlantica laws.”

“Atlantica is part of Auradon and by our law, that all the kings and queens agreed upon, the villains shall stay in the Isle of the Lost”

“That place is barbaric. The idea alone is vicious. They live with our leftovers, without medical care or fresh food. C'mon, that’s absurd.”

“Most of the kingdoms agreed on that”

“So maybe they should be on isle too. Ben, the people there can’t even see the sun.”

“I know.”

“So do something about it. You’re the King. You should do more than wear a crown!”

You’ve lost count of how many times you had this same argument with Ben. You were the daughter of Attina and, therefore, King Triton’s granddaughter and heiress. One day you’d rule over the ocean but you were the diplomat of Atlantic for the time being. You were the one responsible to deal with the diplomacy with the water kingdom and Auradon. Whoever thought this was a good idea was out of their mind.

You’ve heard many times you had swapped places with some child of the Isle. Not that you were mean or evil, you were simply honest. People said you had your grandpa’s temperament, others that you were moody, and some just called you a bitch. You paid them no mind. Unlikely your aunt Ariel you’ve never given up your voice so you tried to make the best of it. You stood up for what you believed and wasn’t afraid to say so.

And there you were, on land, trying to convince again Ben to get Uma and the other merpeople out of the Isle. If you were to be Queen of the Seas one day, you wanted to be wise and righteous. And locking up children who had done nothing wrong but being born on the wrong side of a barrier, wasn’t fair at all.

Your cause seemed lost until Mal had had a major break down and gone back to the isle, Ben was kidnaped and spelled by Uma and now Uma was on the loose somewhere in the ocean and Mal and Ben had asked your help to find her. Of course you said yes and thank goodness they said nothing about turning her in.

Humans, what fools.

You swan fast, passing by shoals of fish and corals, if you weren’t in a hurry you’d have stopped to say hello; there was a really funny ray who lived nearby, but you had more important things to do right now. Flapping your tail you went downwards to the most dark and mysterious parts of the ocean. Also, you were being followed; rumours that Uma was hidding somewhere in the depths were spread and you and a few Atlantica guards went to check over. Well, they were, you were just trying to look like you were doing it. In reality all you wanted to do was go back to the palace and sleep.

After a few hours you called the guards off. Obsviously Uma wasn’t there and you had just wasted your time again. The guards offered to escort you to the palace, to which you politely declined. Swimming your way back to Atlantica you were greeted by your grandfather, who seemed more than worried.

“No news of Uma’s whereabouts?”. He asked, his stern voice echoing through the waves.

“No grandpa. I think she might be far away by now. Maybe at Agrabah coast. No one goes there…”. You tried to sound as serious as possible. Your grandfather understood you like no one else did, but If knew what you were doing… Well, you could only imagine the consequences of it.

He looked at you, perceiving something in your face. He signed, a deep frown crossed his forehead.

“I trust your judgment, my dear. But be carefull”. He had a little furrow between his eyebrows as he said that.

Hugging your grandfather, you reassured him “I’m always”.

He let you go, watching you swim away from him. If you had turned around, you’d have seemed a hint of sadness in his eyes. He loved you so much and he knew you could take care of yourself. Still, he couldn’t help but worry about you.

You went straight to your bedroom, it was a beutiful room in one of the highest towers of the palace. It was decoreted with shells of your favorite color, corals and all kind of things you’d found at the bottom of the sea. You approached your bed carefully, scaring the girl who was on it.

“Damn it! You want to kill me? What took you so long, anyway? I’m starving”

“Sorry” you said with a laugh and a grin on your face “I was looking for you, actually. We had a search party and everything.”

You sat on your bed next to Uma, you saw how her hair danced around her head as she sat up, eyes fixed on you.

“That’s a dangerous game we are playing. If I get caught…”

“You won’t” you promised her “Uma, this is the perfect plan. No one suspects you are here and it’s been months already! They are too busy following made up rumours. Every day a new fish caught sight of you in a different part of the sea when you are actually here at the heart of Atlantica”

You took her hand and squeezed lightly. You and Uma had became good friends over time. You recalled the first day you met her, she was scared and alone and prepared to strangle you with her tentacles. Well, she did tried.

You found her by chance, she was swimming around the isle, trying to find a hole in the barrier; a way to get in or to let everybody out, whatever happened first. Remembering it now you were super careless, you let yourself be distracted by the beautiful cecaelia in front of you. You’ve never seen one of theirs before. A selkie? Yes. An ondine? Of course. Nereids, rusalkas, loreleys… you’ve met them all. But a cecaelia? Never. You were in a trance watching her body move with the waves and before you noticed she was striking at you, ready to attack.

Luckily, you knew how to fight pretty well. Also, you had a trump card hidden in your hair: a comb. Well, it looked like a comb, but with a little bit of magic it could be turned into a trident. It wasn’t a all powerfull trident like yours grandfather’s, but it was enough for you to defend yourself when necessary. When Uma thought you would strike the final blow you set the trident aside, offering your hand instead.

She took it and you both instantly clicked and became friends… well, at least it was how the scene played in your head. Truthly, it took weeks to convince Uma you weren’t going to turn her in, even more time for you to actually bond. You’d bring her food, help her to hide and more importantly, you always made sure that no one would find her.

You looked at the girl by your side, her teal hair floating gently in the water. You wish you could introduce her to your family. Uma was strong, willfull, determined, a natural leader. The only con was her parentage, she was the daughter of your family’s former enemy, Ursula. However, you knew she had nothing to do with her mother’s doings, how could she? Uma wasn’t even born when her mother was terrorizing the ocean. All that you cared about was that Uma was part of your people; therefore, you’d be there for her and any merfolk who might needed your help.

“Stop staring at me, creep” her voice brought you back to reality. It was only then you realized you were still holding her hand. Not that Uma minded, she’d die before admiting it, but she liked the contact. Still, you pulled your hand away. “Do you have any news from the Isle?”. She asked.

“Hm… New four VKs will be chosen like in 5 days. Well, they had already been chosen. They’ll just be announced in some celebration”

“Do you know who?” Uma tried to sound indifferent but you knew better.

“I think it was Dizzy Tremaine, Celia Facilier and some twins whose name I don’t really remember.” you aswered, aware of what she really wanted to know. “I haven’t heard about Harry or your crew. Which is good, because have they done something, word would have already been out”,

She shook her head, a thousand thoughts crossing her mind. With one quick move she swam away, leaning against the colorful coral structure you used as a vanity. From your spot on the bed you could see her twisting the tip of her tentacles, she only did that when she was worried about something.

“Four Villain Kids?” She spoke after a while “That’s not enough. While they live their perfect little lives the people on the isle are suffering”.

“Uma…” you knew she was right. More than that, you agreed with her, but someone had to be reasonable and everytime the Isle came up, Uma became anxious. “Things are changing. We can’t act recklessly, don’t forget you’re on the run”.

‘It’s easy for you to say. You don’t know how it’s in there" You could see the hurt in her eyes as she said that. It was clear Uma cared deeply about the villain kids but the simple thought of returning to that place scared her.

“Uma, we will work things out.” you offered her a warm smile, but deep inside you were desperate. It wasn’t like you had any idea how to convince Ben to let all the V.K’s out of the Isle, you were trying that for years without success. Also, he wouldn’t need a curse to go all beast on you once he find out that you’ve been helping Uma. Still, you had to reassure her that everything was going to be alright.

“Let’s go grab some food” you said, getting up from your bed.

The magic shell glowed as Uma’s appereance changed slowly. It never cease to amaze you to watch her changing into a completely different person. Her cecaelia form became the one of a litlle mermaid; her aqua tentacles were replaced by a reddish tail, her hair became a light shade of brown. Even her face was changed by the spell.

That was how she had been living in Atlantida for the past months, she would easily change her appereance and no one seemed to noticed that your new friend was, in fact, the sea witch’s daughter.

Due to magic being discouraged in Auradon, all of the most powerful magic objects were donated to the museum. You always thought this was stupid. However, since Uma started hiding in King Triton’s domains, you were glad he didn’t have his trident anymore; otherwise, he would have seen right through Uma’s charm spell. Fortunately, this wasn’t the case and her necklace was the strongest relic in Atlantica, ensuring that both of you were able to hang around in the kingdom without worries.

“Are you going to Auradon next week?” she asked while you swam towards the kitchens.

You grumbled in annoyance.

“Yes. Ben is going to propose to Mal and…”

“He will what?!” she interrupted you, surprised “Mal really gets everything, doesn’t she?”

You felt the indignation in her voice, but it didn’t stop you to tease her.

“You sound jealous” you sang, winking at her “I can’t decide if you are jealous of Ben or Mal, though”

You could swear you saw Uma blushing.

“This is not what I meant! You’re so annoying” she swam past you, hitting you with her tail as she did so.

“I was only messing with you. Come back here” you laughed, heading towards her. Truth to be told, Uma had become a huge part of your life and you’d do anything to help her.

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The new V.Ks had arrived in Auradon, Ben and Mal were engaged, Hades tried to escape, some weirdo stole the crown of the Queen and Maleficent’s sceptre… Like every other ordinary day on land. That’s why you hated changing into your human form. Humans were noisy and dramatic and petty. The truth was; you didn’t like being on surface. You were a mermaid for crying out loud, why would you want to change your beautiful and elegant fins to clumsy, hairy legs? You didn’t say it, but in your opinion your aunt Ariel was crazy. Who in their right state of mind would want to be human?

But you still had to go to Auradon once in a while, be diplomatic and all that. You had reported on the search parties for Uma, sent the best wishes to Ben and Mal for their engagement, made small talk to people, argued with your cousin Arabella. Normal stuff. You didn’t intend to stay more than necessary. First because having legs was way too unconfortable and second, you had agreed to meet Uma near the barrier.

She often went there, either to finda way to let everybody out or trying to get a glimpse of her friends. She missed them very much. You’ve heard the name of Harry Hook more times than you could count and from everything she had told you, you were certain he worked both sides of psycho street. Not that you were one to judge people without knowing them, but still…

You were halfway there when a turtle told you that a eel told him that a crab told her that a dolphin heard from a seagull that Auradon was being attacked by an evil witch who put everyone to sleep.

You never understood why sleeping was considered a curse…

Anyways…

If those rumours were true your cousins who went to Auradon prep, like Arabella, Elle and Melody, were included in this wicked spell. Gosh, you could desagree with them about lots of things, but you’d die for your family. Without hesitation you turned around, swimming ashore as fast as you were able to.

If only you knew this decision would change your life, but that’s not how fate works, isn’t it?

#harry hook x reader #harry hook x you #Harry hook imagine #descendants imagine #descendants x reader #descendants #harry hook #Uma #uma x reader

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celticmythpodshow · 8 years ago

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CMP Special 21 Autumn Holiday Special 2010

Customs of the Fey in Northern Scotland

This is our Autumn Holiday Special for 2010. We've got a fantastic collection of customs and history about the Fey in Northern Scotland, three great pieces of music, some listener feedback and a superb poem about Summer by Alexander Pope. Top all that off with our usual chat, and you've got a superb show. Hope you enjoy it and have as much fun as we had making it!

We chat about the new Irish film 'Ondine' with Colin Farrell (IMDB) which is the story of a 'Selkie'. In addition, we mention the new Cuchulainn film 'Hound' which we have blogged about previously and Gary mentions a new film about Scottish clans at war, called 'The Clan'. You can find out more at www.theclanmovie.com.

Full Show-notes, with all credits, can be found on our main Website at http://celticmythpodshow.com/autumn2010

Running Order:

Intro 0:41

News & Views 1:43

Shades of the Green by Claymore 3:57

Fairies by Walter Gregor (1881) 7:54

King of the Fairies by Anne Roos 22:27

Summer by Alexander Pope, (1709) 26:51

Herne by Jenna Greene 30:05

Listener Feedback: Tim 36:01

Out-takes 38:28

We hope you enjoy it!

Gary & Ruthie x x x

Released: 23rd Aug 2010, 41m

It's always great to hear from you! Email [email protected], or leave us a message using Speakpipe

Shades of the Green

by Claymore

High-energy and committed!!! England born Chris, as well as Jim and Derrek like to enjoy ourselves, and like to get everybody around us to have a fun time, but we also are very dedicated musicians. Although it may seem like Claymore is just about jumping around and not appearing serious, all of us are committed to being the best at what each of us do. We have our regular drummer Don (Otto) Wilson out with us on most occasions also. We are truly passionate about the music. We are also very grateful for our family and friends, who come out or support us in many different ways.

You can find out more details about Claymore on their website or on their Contributor Page on our website.

Fairies

by Walter Gregor (1881)

This section comes from the book 'Notes on the Folk-Lore of the North-East of Scotland' and the introduction says:

This is an ethnographic study of the inhabitants of the North-Eastern area of Scotland in the mid-19th century, at a time when an agrarian, barter economy still prevailed. Life was hard among these remote coastal communities, and they lived in fear of maleficent witches and the 'Evil Eye'. Many of the rituals, taboos and folkways in this book are to ward off witchcraft directed against economic mainstays such as livestock and fishing.

The book has many fascinating bits of lore, as well as extensive oral poetry, all in Scots dialect. (There is, thankfully, an extensive glossary at the end, in case ye're na sure what all the clatterin's aboot.). There are also detailed descriptions of holidays, weddings, and other celebrations, which reveal that life was not completely grim. [Sacred Texts]

The chapter we read from is specifically about Fairies and customs associated with them. [source]

King of the Fairies

by Anne Roos

Anne has graciously allowed us to play King of the Fairies which is a superb folk piece from her album, A Light in the Forest. More details about Anne and her albums can be found on her Contributor Page.

Anne’s music repertoire spans traditional Celtic (Irish, Scottish, Welsh), English, folk, religious and secular, Early, Renaissance and classical music, to Broadway, contemporary, pop and Jazz, and is virtually unlimited. She can easily provide the traditional “Canon in D” and “Here Comes the Bride” for a wedding processional, and play classic Frank Sinatra or Metallica at a reception. Her ability to faithfully play such a broad range of musical styles has helped to establish her popularity.

Visit Anne's website celtic harp music or find more details on her Contributor Page.

Summer

by Alexander Pope, 1709

Alexander Pope (21 May 1688 – 30 May 1744) was an eighteenth-century English poet, best known for his satirical verse and for his translation of Homer. He is the third most frequently quoted writer in The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations, after Shakespeare and Tennyson. Pope is famous for his use of the heroic couplet. [Wiki] The poem comes from the wonderful poetry.about.com.

Summer from the Second Pastoral

See what Delights in Sylvan Scenes appear! Descending Gods have found Elysium here. In Woods bright Venus with Adonis stray’d; And chast Diana haunts the Forest Shade. Come lovely Nymph, and bless the silent Hours, When Swains from Sheering seek their nightly Bow’rs; When weary Reapers quit the sultry Field, And crown’d with Corn, their Thanks to Ceres yield. This harmless Grove no lurking Viper hides, But in my Breast the Serpent Love abides. Here Bees from Blossoms sip the rosy Dew, But your Alexis knows no Sweet but you. Some God conduct you to these blissful Seats, The mossie Fountains, and the Green Retreats! Where-e’er you walk, cool Gales shall fan the Glade, Trees, where you sit, shall crowd into a Shade, Where-e’er you tread, the blushing Flow’rs shall rise, And all things flourish where you turn your Eyes. Oh! how I long with you to pass my Days, Invoke the Muses, and resound your Praise; Your Praise the Birds shall chant in ev’ry Grove, And Winds shall waft it to the Pow’rs above. But would you sing, and rival Orpheus’ Strain, The wond’ring Forests soon shou’d dance again, The moving Mountains hear the pow’rful Call, And headlong Streams hang list’ning in their Fall!

But see, the Shepherds shun the Noon-day Heat, The lowing Herds to murm’ring Brooks retreat, To closer Shades the panting Flocks remove, Ye Gods! and is there no Relief for Love? But soon the Sun with milder Rays descends To the cool Ocean, where his Journey ends; On me Love’s fiercer Flames for ever prey, By Night he scorches, as he burns by Day.

Herne

by Jenna Greene

"Her ethereal music is inspired by Celtic lore and nature myth. She believes both nature and music are powerful healers. Fused together, her music will take you on a journey to sacred groves, standing stones and places of beauty within yourself."

Herne is a Celtic god who embodies masculine energy. He symbolizes the dark time of the year. Autumn is his time of power. I always think of this beautiful myth when the autumn leaves begin to fall.

Jenna can be found on Myspace, but her own website provides lots of useful information. You can find out more details about Jenna on her Contributor Page on our website.

Listener Feedback

We play some audio feedback from Tim, the Reverend Sylvanus Treewalker who is the host of Pagan Persepectives on Blog Talk Radio. The show was re-launched on the 22nd August and we hope to have a new promo to play you soon.

The Revered Sylvanus Treewalker presents the Pagan Perspectives show. He presents a show that deals with issues that Modern pagans deal with. Also he will discuss traditions and practices of many different Pagan groups. You can find out more about the Pagan Perspectives on their website. They also have an online social community on the Ning network.

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Special Thanks

Diane Arkenstone The Secret Garden. See her Contributor page for details.

Kim Robertson The Hangman's Noose. See her Contributor page for details.

Jigger Time Ticks Away. See her Contributor page for details.

Evan, Cloture from the album Alice and Rever... Peut-etre... Part 1 from the album Rever... Peut-etre... See the Contributor page for more details.

Flavio Simone, Au Revoir from the album Naissance. See the Contributor page for more details.

For our Theme Music:

The Skylark and Haghole, the brilliant Culann's Hounds. See their Contributor page for details.

Extra Special Thanks for Unrestricted Access to Wonderful Music

(in Alphabetic order)

Anne Roos Extra Special thanks go for permission to use any of her masterful music to Anne Roos. You can find out more about Anne on her website or on her Contributor page.

Caera Extra Special thanks go for permission to any of her evocative harping and Gaelic singing to Caera. You can find out more about Caera on her website or on her Contributor Page.

Celia Extra Special Thanks go for permission to use any of her wonderful music to Celia Farran. You can find out more about Celia on her website or on her Contributor Page.

Damh the Bard Extra Special thanks go to Damh the Bard for his permission to use any of his music on the Show. You can find out more about Damh (Dave) on his website or on his Contributor page.

The Dolmen Extra Special thanks also go to The Dolmen, for their permission to use any of their fantastic Celtic Folk/Rock music on the Show. You can find out more about The Dolmen on their website or on our Contributor page.

Keltoria Extra Special thanks go for permission to use any of their inspired music to Keltoria. You can find out more about Keltoria on their website or on their Contributor page.

Kevin Skinner Extra Special thanks go for permission to use any of his superb music to Kevin Skinner. You can find out more about Kevin on his website or on his Contributor page.

Phil Thornton Extra Special Thanks go for permission to use any of his astounding ambient music to the Sonic Sorcerer himself, Phil Thornton. You can find out more about Phil on his website or on his Contributor Page.

S.J. Tucker Extra Special thanks go to Sooj for her permission to use any of her superb music. You can find out more about Sooj on her website or on her Contributor page.

Spiral Dance Extra Special thanks go for permission to use Adrienne and the band to use any of their music in the show. You can find out more about Spiral Dance on their website or on their Contributor page.

We'd like to wish you 'Hwyl fawr!', which is Welsh for Goodbye and have fun, or more literally Wishing a Good Mood on you!

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