Moonlit Magic Melody

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[classsymemes]

a comprehensive list of scenarios

feel free to combine multiple prompts or add  “ + reverse ”  to switch roles !   for reference, the one sending in the prompt is the one committing the action.

1.  GUEST :  for one muse to offer the other a place to stay. 2.  STORM :  for both muses to find shelter from a severe storm. 3.  MEDIC :  for one muse to show up at the other’s doorstep injured. 4.  SURPRISE :  for one muse to come home and find the other already inside. 5.  TRIP :  for both muses to road trip or travel together. 6.  BABYSIT :  for one muse to help the other home while they’re drunk. 7.  INSOMNIA :  for one muse to find the other still awake at 3am. 8.  AMBUSH :  for both characters to come under attack by the same enemy. 9.  DANCE :  for one muse to ask the other to dance at a party. 10.  STRANDED :  for one muse to help the other who’s stranded on the road. 11.  SERVICE :  for one muse to cover the cost of something for the other. 12.  SAFEGUARD :  for one muse to save the other from being hit by a vehicle or from some other life-threatening event. 13.  DAZE :  for one muse to wake somewhere and find the other hovering over them. 14.  STOWAWAY :  for one muse to find the other hiding on the same ship. 15.  TAXI :  for both muses to share the same taxi ride. 16.  MAKEOVER :  for one muse to help the other with a new outfit or hairstyle. 17.  LIFEGUARD :  for one muse to rescue the other from drowning. 18.  DISASTER :  for both muses to work together to escape a fire, flood, or other disaster. 19.  TRANSIT :  for one muse to sit next to the other on a public transport. 20.  SPRAIN :  for one muse to carry the other after spraining their ankle. 21.  EMPLOY :  for one muse to be hired as the other’s bodyguard, tutor, assistant, etc. 22.  QUEST :  for one muse to help the other with a task in exchange for compensation. 23.  SOOTHE :  for one muse to calm the other during a panic attack. 24.  RECOVER :  for one muse to return the other’s lost belonging. 25.  UMBRELLA :  for one muse to share their umbrella with the other on a rainy day. 26.  HEAL :  for one muse to nurse the other back to health from a sickness or injury. 27.  NIGHTMARE :  for one muse to comfort the other after a nightmare. 28.  REUNION :  for one muse to run into the other again after a long time. 29.  PRIZE :  for one muse to win the other a prize at a carnival. 30.  NUDE :  for one muse to walk in on the other while they’re changing. 31.  BED :  for both muses to wake in the same bed, naked or fully clothed. 32.  TRAIL :  for one muse to notice the other has been following them. 33.  EVADE :  for one muse to pull the other into an alleyway to escape their pursuer. 34.  THIEF :  for one muse to confront the other after having something stolen by them. 35.  CAUGHT :  for one muse to walk in on the other singing / dancing. 36.  FESTIVE :  for both muses to decorate for a special occasion. 37.  PRESENT :  for one muse to give the other a  (birthday)  gift. 38.  WEARY :  for one muse to wake up after falling asleep on the other. 39.  CAPTIVE :  for one muse to hold the other against their will. 40.  SNAP :  for one muse to yell at or push the other out of frustration. 41.  SLEEPOVER :  for one muse to stay the night at the other’s place. 42.  TRESPASS :  for one muse to trespass on the other’s property. 43.  BREAK-IN :  for one muse to discover the other robbing their place. 44.  MERCY :  for both muses to come across an injured animal. 45.  UNKNOWN :  for both muses to wake and find themselves in a strange place. 46.  ACCOMPLICE :  for one muse to assist the other at the scene of a crime. 47.  ASTRAY :  for both muses to take a detour and lose their way. 48.  RELAX :  for both muses to share a hot tub or hot spring. 49.  MUSE :  for one muse to model for the other’s art project. 50.  ACCOMPANY :  for one muse to give the other an extra ticket to an event. 51.  SALVAGE :  for one muse to retrieve the other’s belongings from a thief. 52.  MEAL :  for both muses to prepare and share a meal together. 53.  CEMETERY :  for one muse to find the other at a gravestone. 54.  REFUGE :  for one muse to shelter the other from enemies. 55.  ARRANGED :  for both muses to date or marry out of convenience. 56.  FAVOR :  for one muse to owe the other a favor. 57.  VACATION :  for both muses to book the same hotel on vacation. 58.  DEFEND :  for one muse to save the other from one or multiple assailants. 59.  CATCH :  for one muse to return the other’s pet that escaped. 60.  RESTRICTED :  for both muses to sneak into someplace they’re not supposed to be.

[noahsresources]

in case you didn't know

for muses who need to share some intimate thoughts with one another. can be platonic, romantic, familial ... works with any kind of dynamic really. feel free to change pronouns, descriptor words, whatever you may need!

❝ you know i love and care about you, right? ❞ ❝ ... i guess i'm just scared of losing you. ❞ ❝ i don't like most people, but you're an exception. ❞ ❝ you're not alone. you'll never be alone. not as long as i'm here. ❞ ❝ by your side is where i'm meant to be. ❞ ❝ not one person is more important to me than you. ❞ ❝ i don't know what it is about you, but, you just ... you're the only one who can make me feel like this. ❞ ❝ you're amazing, you know that? ❞ ❝ who has the greatest (friend/brother/sister/sibling/parent/etc) in the world? me, that's who! ❞ ❝ i'm only managing to stand here on my two feet because of you. i made it because of you. ❞ ❝ i don't know how i'm ever going to be able to repay you. ❞ ❝ i know for a fact that you're special. i can feel it. ❞ ❝ you've actually made me feel like a person again, like i'm ... normal. ... thank you. ❞ ❝ i used to think that everyone else was just evil and cynical, guided by their own self-interest. that is, until i met you. ❞ ❝ you truly are too good for this world. ❞ ❝ i'm always blown away by just how talented you are. ❞ ❝ you deserve so much more than what you were given. ❞ ❝ nobody i've ever met has been more gifted than you. ❞ ❝ if you ever need a place to stay, let me know, okay? ❞ ❝ you always feel really comfortable and safe to be around. ❞ ❝ i think i have a new purpose in my life. to be with you. ❞ ❝ you have a kind heart. i know you don't believe me, and you try to hide it behind a facade, but i know for a fact that you do, deep down. ❞ ❝ i think you're probably the only one who understands me. ❞ ❝ you're safe here with me. nobody's going to harm you ever again. ❞ ❝ i don't deserve someone as amazing as you. ❞ ❝ i was kind to you because you looked like you needed a friend. ❞ ❝ i'm never leaving you. you're stuck with me. ❞

[forgottenfae]

The Three Worst Changes in The Little Mermaid 2023 Part 1

So while there’s a lot I like in The Little Mermaid there’s a few things I really really do not. Let’s start with the first.  1. The puritanical lack of physicality or desire between Ariel and Eric, especially on Ariel’s side. While Halle and Jonah have a sweet romantic chemistry, it is played very very chaste, especially compared to the 89 film. A lot of moments that indicate their romantic and sexual attraction to each other (as opposed to general admiration or friendship) are altered or cut altogether. This kind of implies that our young adult couple, especially the female side, expressing those things directly (in a G/PG fashion) is inappropriate or would be a weakness of character somehow. Which…is not exactly a progressive message to send. Again, Jonah and Halle sell what they are given extremely well, but the script and Rob Marshall’s direction are actively fighting them at every turn. 

Examples and further thoughts below cut because long post is long. If you make it to the end and for some reason want to hear more of my deeply conflicted thoughts on this movie, let me know.

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[designcr]

reblog if you’re 25+ and still roleplay; or if you believe older muns have a place in the rpc and shouldn’t be told to give it up when they turn 30. 

i received this anon & i just want to make a point. 

[moonlitmagicmelody]

@notwhileimcaptain Melody crept silently into her father’s study and threw her arms around his neck. “Hey Dad! Will you come for a swim with me? Pleaaaaaaaase…”

As the King, Dad always had a lot to do. And as his heir she had a lot to learn so that she could be a good Queen one day. Dad always made sure they had time together, but usually it had to be carefully scheduled so that they could still take care of their responsibilities. Today, though, Melody knew her father didn’t have any pressing appointments or urgent matters to deal with.

“I did so well on my history test Mr. Pryce said I could have the afternoon off.” Mr. Pryce was her tutor. His father had been old friends with Grim and Grandfather. He could be a little stiff, but he was always kind, and never failed to tell her when she’d done well. “At least that’s what he says. I think it’s really ‘cause Lady Winnifred’s going to be in town today and he’s hoping to see her.” He was always blushing or stammering when she spoke to him at formal events. It was kinda funny.

[moonlitmagicmelody]

Adella laid out the best options for their circumstances. Eric needed to learn how to swim well enough to be safe in Ursula’s lair, or at least as safe as any of them could be. Cowrie could take care of the physical training, and the rest was up to Eric and Melody to win the hearts of Atlanticans. That’d be the easy part.

As Ariel listened to her sister describing Eric as long-lost family (the truth), she caught herself squeezing Eric’s hand a little tighter. She’d spent so many years not knowing what had happened to her that welcoming a husband and a child felt as strange as it did wonderful.

“We can do all of that, but we also need to figure out how we’ll talk about our plans to the little ones.” The lie, Ariel meant, to protect the children from the dangerous waters the adults would be searching. “We’re going out of Atlantica or at least far away, definitely. But where and for what?”

Knowing her rebellious streak, though, the lie might be less important than what Melody was occupied with while her family was away. She’d need her curiosity sated enough to stay in Atlantica, which Ariel knew Gabriella and Ollie could do well.

Once they all agreed on their plans, Adella sent her husband for the same talk he gave growing guppies at spongeball, and Ariel held back a snort, at least until Adella mentioned the tea she hid in the cupboard.

“Adella, I don’t–” Ariel sighed, red-faced. Better not to argue at this hour. “Okay, okay. Good night, Adella. Thank you for everything.”

Ariel left the boys to their talk, at first deciding to wait by the bedroom for Eric to finish. But after thinking over her own circumstances, she’d have some time to spare…and with that time she might as well have some tea.

Adella had to be right about so many things.

Ariel’s post-rescue “mystery illness” had ultimately required similar remedies, which made perfect sense now that she knew the true cause. Her body had a normal reaction to extraordinary circumstances, hormonal aftereffects of losing a baby she was still breastfeeding.

The tea’s familiar fruity, acidic taste reminded her of that troubling time. She’d gone through so many remedies before the simplest solutions worked, despite no one knowing at the time that these symptoms were caused by normal hormones. But now that Ariel knew the truth, it broke her heart to have been missing from her own child for so long.

And now here she was delaying another, at least for now.

Not that she needed to–yet. The tea was just a precaution and a way to spend time. But then again, Ariel found herself missing a man she’d just barely met, even if he’d only been gone for a conversation.

Once she finished her tea, she swam back to the bedroom door and waited for Eric, trapped right back in the memory of her hand in his.

“Hi,” she gave him a soft smile as he returned, wanting only to wrap herself around him. “Ready for bed?”

So they were going to go public with his being Ariel’s long-lost husband, and Melody her long-lost child. He agreed that it was best not to mention their being human, but he still worried about being able to fit in. He felt Ariel’s hand squeeze his, and all at once he felt as grounded as he used to be whenever she would reassure him like that. His eyes met hers briefly before refocusing on his sister-in-law. “Right. Of course.” He had to figure out how to make himself look like less of an obvious outsider or the whole thing was going to blow up. The biggest tell had evidently been his swimming, and thankfully Adella suggested that Cowrie could help him with that.

Ariel raised an excellent point of the story they were going to tell the children about their absence. He had no ideas there. His days of sneaking away from the palace grounds to go sailing had ended years ago, and even then, he had never been a particularly good liar. He wasn’t at all used to the idea of lying to his daughter, but the omission would be necessary, because if he didn’t, she was going to follow them, and he wouldn’t be able to stop her. She was like both of them in that way.

As they finished coming up with a course of action, Adella asked Cowrie to talk to him, and he looked at them both in confusion. She started going on about tea, which only made him more puzzled. “Um, alright…good night?”

The talk turned out to be that talk. Eric didn’t know what he was more shocked by, the fact that mermaids didn’t lay eggs like he had assumed, or that they were convinced that he intended to sleep with Ariel tonight. He had missed her—of course he had missed her—and being around her again was as painful as it was exhilarating but the simple fact of the matter was that she didn’t know him. He was a complete stranger to her, and the last thing he wanted to do was to make this more complicated and difficult than it was.

“No…no I think that just about covers it. Thanks, Cowrie.” He rubbed the back of his neck before retreating to the hallway, making his way back to the bedroom that he and his wife were to share.

He smiled back as Ariel greeted him, at least some of the tension he felt dissipating at her smile, which was like the sun. “Hi.” he answered, swimming over to her. His eyes shifted briefly to the bed, and then around the room again. Of course, there was only one. “You know, I’m happy to sleep on the floor—or a couch? I know this must be terribly awkward and I’d never want you to feel uncomfortable. Ever.”

“Hmmm. Adella considered the options. “Well, there’s a chance we may need to make multiple trips. So we can’t say anywhere too far…Oh! I know. That old friend of yours. What’s his name? Archimedes. We’ll say we’re helping him organize his things.” Plausible enough to be believed and tedious enough to hopefully not interest the children. “We should probably actually drop by once so he knows we’re using him as a cover story. But I don’t think he’d mind. Do you, Ariel?”

Cowrie shrugged after he took Eric aside. “Sorry. But someone was going to have to swim you through this eventually and we may as well get it out of the way now.” He bit back a chuckle at Eric’s embarrassed expression. “You okay? You seem a little…uncomfortable. Do humans not explain to their guppies how their bodies work?” The idea seemed ludicrous to him, but had had no idea what human cultures were like. “I mean you’re obviously not a guppy, but it’s information you need to know, if only to avoid hurting yourself or someone else.” He rolled his eyes. “And no I don’t just mean the part about mating.”

He sighed. “And listen, what happens between you and Ariel is, ya know, between you and Ariel. We’re not trying to interfere. But I thought this talk might be less awkward coming from me than Ariel given…everything. And from someone with firsthand experience.”

He supposed Eric might be feeling like Cowrie and Adella were nosing in his and Ariel’s private affairs. And maybe they were, a little. But it was obvious whatever connection the human and mermaid had shared hadn’t disappeared in the time they’d been apart. So it only made sense to make sure they had anything they needed to reaffirm that connection safely. But he wasn’t sure why the human prince seemed so embarrassed at the notion he and Ariel might do what they so clearly wanted to with each other. Humans were strange. Nice, going by Eric and Melody, but strange.

“You’re welcome. But don’t hesitate if you think of something to ask. Trust me, when you coach middle years boys’ spongeball you hear all the questions. Have a good night!”  

Adella didn’t say ‘I told you so’ when she noticed Ariel drinking a cup of the tea. But her expression miiiiight have said it for her. Whatever. It had been a day and she was definitely ready for some sleep. Once Cowrie was finished talking to Eric she smiled at him and they swam into their bedroom together. “So…it’s definitely going to happen, right?”

“Oh, if it hasn’t by this time tomorrow, I’ll eat a sea sponge.”

[incdntlprompts]

* [  DIALOGUE PROMPTS  ] :  feelings are complicated. 

below, i’ve compiled a list of [ 50 ] dialogue prompts for your writing and roleplaying needs, all about denying those feelings. inspired by songs, tv series/film, and my daily daydreaming. some of these work as an almost accidental declaration of love, coming to terms with your emotions, or digging yourself deeper into that denial. there are prompts for your ship or a third-party looking in on their mess.

[  ONE  ] :  “ have you heard about how i’m supposedly in love with you ? ”

[  TWO  ] :  “ i never said i was in love with you. ”

[  THREE  ] : “ i hate you. ”

[  FOUR  ] :  “ if somebody i was still in love with was getting serious with somebody else i’d be pretty upset too. ”

[  FIVE  ] :  “ please, i would rather swallow shards of glass than ever date you. ”

[  SIX  ] :  “ being physically attracted to you doesn’t mean i’m in love with you. ”

[  SEVEN  ] :  “ being in love with you doesn’t mean i want to be with you. ”

[  EIGHT  ] :  “ nothing is ever going to happen between us. ”

[  NINE  ] :  “ i don’t feel that way about you anymore. ”

[  TEN  ] :  “ you’re over me ? when.. when were you under me ? ”

[  ELEVEN  ] :  “ deny it all you want but i know you love me. ”

[  TWELVE  ] :  “ it doesn’t have to mean anything. ”

[  THIRTEEN  ] :  “ so denial isn’t just a river in egypt. ”

[  FOURTEEN  ] :  “ how do you really feel ? ”

[  FIFTEEN  ] :  “ just be honest for once in your life. ”

[  SIXTEEN  ] :  “ admitting your feelings isn’t going to kill you. ”

[  SEVENTEEN  ] :  “ you’re so in denial, even you don’t know how you really feel. ”

[  EIGHTEEN  ] :  “ i don’t believe you. ”

[  NINETEEN  ] :  “ does me dating them bother you ? ”

[  TWENTY  ] : “ there’s nothing else to talk about. ”

[  TWENY-ONE  ] :  “ we could y’know… it doesn’t have to change anything. ”

[  TWENTY-TWO  ] : “ ‘no homo’ is really starting to sound like homo, bro. ”

[  TWENTY-THREE  ] :  “ everyone else can see it but you. ”

[  TWENTY-FOUR  ] :  “ i might be in love with you. ”

[  TWENTY-FIVE  ] :  “ i only said all those things because i felt sorry for you. ”

[  TWENTY-SIX  ] :  “ do you really hate me that much ? ”

[  TWENY-SEVEN  ] :  “ you’ve been avoiding me and i don’t know why. ”

[  TWENTY-EIGHT  ] :  “ oh, i know you don’t like me. it’s because i know you love me. ”

[  TWENTY-NINE  ] :  “ i thought you knew ! ”

[ THIRTY  ] :  “ you can’t act this way every time i fuck somebody that isn’t you ! ”

[  THIRTY-ONE  ] :  “ does everybody know that i’m in love with them except for me ? ”

[  THIRTY-TWO  ] : “ i don’t want anybody else touching you like i do. ”

[  THIRTY-THREE  ] :  “ clearly i still have feelings for them but feelings don’t have to mean love. ”

[  THIRTY-FOUR  ] :  “ yeah, so ? you had feelings for me first ! ”

[  THIRTY-FIVE  ] :  “ we could kiss ? nobody needs to know. ”

[  THIRTY-SIX  ] :  “ even if i did have feelings for you, what would it matter? you don’t feel the same way about me. ”

[  THIRTY-SEVEN  ] :  “ does this mean something ? ”

[  THIRTY-EIGHT  ] :  “ this can mean something… if you want it to ? ”

[  THIRTY-NINE  ] :  “ i wish i never met you. ”

[  FORTY  ] :  “ you can’t be angry with them for moving on. ”

[  FORTY-ONE ] :  “ i don’t trust that you won’t break my heart. ”

[  FORTY-TWO  ] :  “ you don’t get to pick and choose who i date unless you want to volunteer yourself ! ”

[  FORTY-THREE  ] :  “ we shouldn’t do that again. ”

[  FORTY-FOUR  ] :  “ i don’t know what about this scares you so much. ”

[  FORTY-FIVE  ] :  “ you never know what might happen if you put yourself out there. ”

[  FORTY-SIX  ] :  “ i never said i hated you. ”

[  FORTY-SEVEN  ] :  “ don’t you find it suspicious that you can’t talk about how you really feel about me/them? ”

[  FORTY-EIGHT  ] :  “ i should have never kissed you. ” 

[  FORTY-NINE  ] :  “ I don’t want to be your friend. ”

[  FIFTY  ] :  “ i think you think about me sometimes. ”

[platonicrpmemes]

Platonic Requests for Affection

“I’m so tired… ”

“I don’t want to be alone.”

“My hands are shaking.” 

“Don’t get up. I’m comfortable like this.”

“Please stay. I’d like some company.”

“Could I get a hug?”

“Would you pet my hair?”

“Will you sing something for me?”

“I just want to be close to someone for a little bit. Is that okay?”

“Can I lay my head in your lap?”

“You can touch my hair but don’t mess it up!”

“Here, lay down in my lap.”

“You know, you’re pretty comfy.”

“Come here, ya big lug/small fry.”

“Just take my hand. It’ll be better, I promise.”

“I’m not letting go.”

“I’ll hold you as long as you need.”

“It’s okay to stay, you know.”

“I’m so happy you’re here with me.”

“Your hugs are warm. We should do this more often.”

[moonlitmagicmelody]

@notwhileimcaptain Melody crept silently into her father’s study and threw her arms around his neck. “Hey Dad! Will you come for a swim with me? Pleaaaaaaaase…”

As the King, Dad always had a lot to do. And as his heir she had a lot to learn so that she could be a good Queen one day. Dad always made sure they had time together, but usually it had to be carefully scheduled so that they could still take care of their responsibilities. Today, though, Melody knew her father didn’t have any pressing appointments or urgent matters to deal with.

“I did so well on my history test Mr. Pryce said I could have the afternoon off.” Mr. Pryce was her tutor. His father had been old friends with Grim and Grandfather. He could be a little stiff, but he was always kind, and never failed to tell her when she’d done well. “At least that’s what he says. I think it’s really ‘cause Lady Winnifred’s going to be in town today and he’s hoping to see her.” He was always blushing or stammering when she spoke to him at formal events. It was kinda funny.

[moonlitmagicmelody]

While Ariel’s resolve never wavered, some of that rebellious teenager streak had evened out over the years. She could understand how to keep herself and others safe when it mattered and still remain true to her own principles. She’d chosen her husband well, she realized, listening to his brave words even in the face of a sea he knew nothing about.

Though, with Ursula’s lair, there weren’t many safe choices left. Thankfully guppysitting offered much better options.

“We’ll need all three of them for sure and we’ll owe them big time.” Ariel turned to Eric. “If Melody’s curious about Atlantican sign language, though, Gabby’s your mermaid. She likes to teach but it’s even better when she’s got excited students.”

Oh, and Adella had plans. She never got that look otherwise. Their father couldn’t hold so tightly to his prejudices if Atlantica was on Eric and Melody’s side, as much as he might want to. Though from what Ariel had seen of Eric he wouldn’t need that much help with how sweet he acted.

She grinned, squeezing Eric’s hand. “So we’ll prove to Atlantica how amazing you can be. And who knows–even if no one knows you’re human yet, they’re gonna find out, and maybe this is one swim closer to merfolk understanding the human world.”

“None taken.” Eric realized all too well that he would have nothing to offer when exploring the sea witch’s lair. But he was going. He didn’t know what they would find and he was sure he didn’t understand the depth of the danger beyond a couple of vague stories that some of the old salts liked to tell on his crew, but whatever the danger was, he was facing it with Ariel.

Adella mentioned finding someone to watch the children, and when Ariel mentioned Atlantican sign language, he nodded with a smile. “I’m sure she’ll love that. She’s curious about everything about Atlantica.” He wanted to know more as well, but right now he could settle for learning how to swim properly. Nearly thirty years of swimming with legs wasn’t doing him any good with a tail.

“Yes…why?” he answered Adella’s question, his eyes shifting from her to Ariel. A public relations campaign to ingratiate him and Melody to the merpeople? He wanted them to like them, and to know that he meant them no harm. He wanted her father to know that as well. As Ariel squeezed his hand, he smiled again, brushing his thumb against her hand. “I hope so. I meant what I said…I want things to be better between humans and merpeople, and I’ll do all I can to make up for the harm that we’ve done to the sea.”

“Oh Good. That makes things easier,” Adella breezed. “Obviously we’re going to introduce you to Atlantica as Ariel’s long-lost family. We’ll skip the human part for now and if anyone asks for details, you want to share the complete story with my father first once he returns from Olympia. And you don’t want to call him back early since nothing’s actually wrong and it’d be a shame to deprive him of time with Arista and his new grandchild.”

None of which was technically a lie. It just wasn’t anything close to the whole truth. “Cowrie can help you with your swimming in the mornings, Eric, and in the afternoons we can show you and Melody off to Atlantica. Then when your swimming’s strong enough, we can venture to the Sea Witch’s lair. So, how do we feel about that idea?”

“Not a bad plan ‘Del,” Cowrie shrugged. “Granted, I’m biased.”

Once they all agreed on a course of action, Adella sighed. “All right. It’s late. Maybe we should head to bed? Although, Cowrie you may want to have a quick talk with Eric first. And Ariel, you remember where I keep my special tea?” She turned to the boys, “Eric, do not under any circumstances drink that tea. It’s not for you and you won’t like the aftereffects.”

After they said good night, Cowrie took Eric to the side and in a low voice explained some basic facts of mer-anatomy just like he would to his kids or young spongeball players about to hit puberty. He didn’t condescend but tried to be as comprehensive as he could, not really sure how similar humans were beyond superficial appearances. “Any, uh, urgent questions for me? I can definitely go into more detail tomorrow too.”

[goodnightmemes]

YELLOWJACKETS SEASON ONE SENTECE STARTERS

❛ So what do you think really happened out there? ❜

❛ All I know is that what happened was a tragedy. ❜

❛ Is this really how you thought your life was gonna turn out? ❜

❛ I don’t give a shit what you meant, you smug little bitch. You don’t know a fucking thing about my life. ❜

❛ Want a quickie in the bathroom? ❜

❛ I’m pretty sure it’s exactly as bad as it looks. ❜

❛ I liked the saints. They were all so tragic. ❜

❛ You’re the only one who’s always been there for me. ❜

❛ You’re the best friend I’ve ever had. You know that, right? ❜

❛ We agreed. Say no more than we have to, stay out of the public eye. ❜

❛ We’re gonna need to change the bandages soon. And then hourly after that. ❜

❛ Are you trying to be adorable with me? Does that usually work for you? ❜

❛ You are so mad. And yet so wrong. ❜

❛ You crazy fucking bitch. ❜

❛ If you maybe want to maybe get a drink another 20 years from now, you’ll know how to reach me. ❜

❛ They’ll be here to rescue us by morning. ❜

❛ If poison ivy’s what kills me out here, then I deserve to die. ❜

❛ We think we know what we’re doing, but really we have no clue. ❜

❛ Wolves can kill anything if the pack’s big enough. ❜

❛ If you want me busting kneecaps, it’s gonna cost extra. ❜

❛ You know, you can learn so much about a person by going through their personal refuse. ❜

❛ You two are the worst for each other, and I don’t want to pull you out of that toxic shit again. ❜

❛ It’s so easy for you to judge others with your perfect life, right? ❜

❛ We might be stuck in the middle of nowhere, but, hey, at least there’s porn. ❜

❛ You’re beautiful when you’re honest. ❜

❛ Well, mainly, I’ve just been trying to channel you, so I’ve been being dark and deadpan. ❜

❛ Oh, please don’t be mad. It’s a really long drive home, and uncomfortable silences make me uncomfortable. ❜

❛ The worst is behind us, okay? We’re gonna be fine. ❜

❛ Are you kidding me right now? “A bad feeling”? I don’t believe in that shit, and you’re not going to either. ❜

❛ I don’t know what you’re so scared of. You’ve already got blood on your hands. ❜

❛ I think bad things happened here. ❜

❛ I think we should get together and strategize. You know, pop a few pins on the old corkboard. ❜

❛ Look, you can follow me or not, just don’t slow me down. ❜

❛ Is this some kind of sex thing? ❜

❛ I can already smell the ghosts of hangovers past. ❜

❛ Has anyone ever told you your obsession with biographical minutia is the opposite of a turn-on? ❜

❛ I know when you look at me, you don’t see someone you should be afraid of, but, you’re wrong. ❜

❛ Okay. Yes, ma'am/sir. I’ll perfectly calibrate my tone as I tell you to go fuck yourself. ❜

❛ You had to know I was, like, totally in love with you, right? ❜

❛ It doesn’t matter how shitty of parents they are. It still fucks you up when they’re gone. ❜

❛ I don’t understand why I’m the only one in this family who thinks that actions should have consequences. ❜

❛ Well, you’ve never been good at being anything other than yourself. Honestly, it’s your superpower. ❜

❛ You can’t keep not pitching in. People are noticing. ❜

❛ I don’t belong here, and I don’t know how much longer I can keep doing this. ❜

❛ Wait, is this a pep talk? Wow, that is so not your style. ❜

❛ Cheering people up is your thing. ❜

❛ You make people feel like things are gonna be okay just by showing up and…being your dumb, hot, awesome self. At least you always did that for me. ❜

❛ I feel like I just look like I fell off a Fifty Shades of Grey bus tour. ❜

❛ I just had a brainstorm. We should have a seance. ❜

❛ You’re so not fine. Do you think I can’t see that? ❜

❛ You poisoned me. Why? ❜

❛ Why can’t you accept the possibility that there are things in this world we don’t understand? ❜

❛ Please. Promise me you won’t do anything stupid. ❜

❛ I’d sell my firstborn for a cheesesteak right now. ❜

❛ I am beyond upset. I don’t even know who the hell you are right now. ❜

❛ It’s not your fault. What happened. ❜

❛ I can’t imagine how exhausting it must’ve been, always comparing yourself to someone so beautiful and smart. ❜

❛ You know, for someone who went through some shit of their own, it never ceases to amaze me how shut off you are to help. ❜

❛ I have no regrets. None. And I want you to know that. ❜

❛ I think I’m seeing things. In the Bible, people had visions, right? Like prophets and stuff? ❜

❛ I don’t want to die! ❜

❛ The ‘50 s called, they want your dumbass attitude back. ❜

❛ Goodnight. Sleep tight. Don’t let the fact that you’re a terrible person keep you up tonight. ❜

❛ You’re not gonna talk me out of this. ❜

❛ And who knows? With you as our fearless fucking leader, we might actually make it. ❜

❛ I know that this makes me, like, this totally selfish asshole, but I don’t want you to go, okay? ❜

❛ You’re obviously hiding something from me, and it’s making me feel crazy. ❜

❛ What did I do? When did you stop wanting me to be your best friend? ❜

❛ I’m just saying, you know, if this was a horror movie, she’d be the villain, right? ❜

❛ Not the first time I’ve been held hostage. ❜

❛ You see, that is what we call leverage in my line of work. Let me go, and I’ll tell you everything I know. ❜

❛ You only have leverage if I am not willing to make you talk, which, in this case, means that you have no leverage at all. ❜

❛ You guys are just as fucked-up as I am. You’re just better at lying to yourselves. You’re not healthy. You’re not stable. You’re living on the brink, just like me. ❜

❛ Every single cell in your body wants to blow things up and see what happens. That’s who you are. ❜

❛ You know what? I really thought that we had something. Okay? And I thought this was… ❜

❛ I hate to break it to you, but we were just fucking. And your whole high school crush on me was really cute, but now it’s just pathetic. ❜

❛ If this is an anniversary present, you are three months and my entire personality off. ❜

❛ Relationships are bullshit anyway. Trust me. Whatever you did, she’ll get over it. ❜

❛ I’m pretty much the best friend you have right now. And that’s not much of a competition, is it? ❜

❛ If I’m being honest, not a single one of those things felt…real. ❜

❛ I’m the reason she went. And I’m the reason she got hurt. ❜

❛ It’s like if someone made me feel “it” … it wasn’t gonna be good for anybody, you know? ❜

❛ There is no “safe” anymore. ❜

❛ I wish I’d never fucking met you. ❜

❛ You don’t understand. I’m afraid I’m going to hurt you… Please. I am begging you. Please. Please, just go. ❜

❛ Hey. Look, nothing has happened yet. We can still fix this. Just need you to put down the knife. And we can talk this through. ❜

❛ We’ll drink rotten berries and celebrate our impending death. ❜

❛ You were never supposed to get involved in this. It just… It got out of control. ❜

❛ What do you mean, you killed someone? Like you murdered someone? ❜

❛ I can’t believe you thought I was going to book club this whole time. ❜

❛ When did we become these people who lie and cheat and do awful things and just stay together because…'cause why? ❜

❛ We’ve always been these people. Secrets have always been a part of us. ❜

❛ You could’ve talked to me about that, you know. For a long time, I thought maybe you might, but… ❜

❛ Friendship doesn’t matter. Love doesn’t matter. They’re just things that we use to pretend we aren’t gonna end up like dead cabin guy; like rotted-out husks in some bullshit attic. ❜

❛ Don’t you understand? You don’t matter anymore. ❜

❛ That’s enough of your weird fucking bullshit. Haven’t you done enough? ❜

❛ 12% of all killers are caught buying cleaning supplies. Also, regular bleach leaves behind hemoglobin for the luminol tests. ❜

❛ I think what you mean to say is, “Hi, [name]. It’s so great to see you after all this time. Thanks for swinging by and helping us cover up a murder.” ❜

❛ You know, gardening, PTA, dismembering my lover’s corpse. ❜

❛ I saw something. After…it happened. I don’t think I was dead. But I wasn’t really alive, either. I think I was, like…In-between. ❜

❛ I know what I saw. I don’t know what it meant. But I know I saw something. Something was out there with us. ❜

❛ We just howl at the moon now and have fucking orgies? ❜

❛ You’re so obsessed with yourself, I’m surprised you’re aware other people even exist. ❜

❛ I’m not jealous of you. I feel sorry for you. Because you’re weak. And I think that deep down, you know it. ❜

❛ I’d say it was soul-crushing, if I remembered what it felt like to have one. ❜

❛ So glad you’re joining us. We’ve been waiting for you. ❜

[thederpyhipster]

Ariel’s still getting used to this human thing

yes I made this an unintentional Pirates crossover don’t @ me

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[the-type-a]

The ship The shipper

Grimsby said Team Ariel when he kicked that ring. 😂✌🏼

[coyotesresources]

the  intimacy  of  hands.

[ win ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place a hand on the receiver’s neck and rest their forehead against the receiver’s own for a close congrats or excitement at something. [ brush ]  –  for the sender’s muse to give the receiver’s muse a passing touch along the shoulder’s / back as they walk by. [ hold ]  –  for the sender’s muse to hold the receiver’s muse by the face / neck gently and brush their thumbs along their cheeks to get them to focus on them. [ passing confidence ]  –  for the sender’s muse brush their finger’s against the receiver’s muse’s hand, too scared to hold their hand. [ intertwine ]  –  for the sender’s muse to intertwine their finger’s the receiver’s muse and kiss the back of their hand. [ intertwine & kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to intertwine their finger’s the receiver’s muse and kiss the back of their hand. [ intertwine & hold ]  –  for the sender’s muse to intertwine their finger’s the receiver’s muse and hold them during an emotional moment to reassure them. [ wrap ]  –  for the sender’s muse to casually wrap their arms around the receiver’s neck and lean on their shoulder from behind. [ palm kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to kiss the palm of receiver’s hand. [ hand kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to kiss the back of the receiver’s hand. [ lay ]  –  for the sender’s muse to lay next to the receiver and lay their hand in the receiver muses’ hand. [ reassure ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place their hand over the receiver’s in a moment of stress and squeeze reassuringly. [ squeeze ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place their hands on the receiver’s shoulders from behind, and offer a reassuring / affirming squeeze before moving on. [ pluck ]  –  for the sender to pluck a foreign object ( twig / leaf / etc. ) out of the receiver muses’ hair. [ play ]  –  for the sender’s muse to run their hand up the receiver’s shoulder and play with the hair at the base of their neck as a means of comfort. [ rub ]  –  for the sender muse to rub up and down the receiver’s back / shoulder as a means of comfort. [ shoulder ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place a hand on the receiver’s shoulder to comfort them, or stop them. [ hug ]  –  for the sender’s muse to drag the receiver’s muse into a tight hug by the back of the neck, and play with their hair at the base of their neck in order to comfort them. [ shock ]  –  for the sender to recoil a bit in shock at how quick the receiver latches onto them in a moment of high emotion, before returning the affections. [ cup ]  –  for the sender’s muse to cup the receiver’s face, and brush their thumb along the receiver’s cheek. [ hair ]  –  for the sender to brush a strand of hair out of the receiver’s face. [ hair & lean ]  –  for the sender to brush a strand of hair out of the face, and lean in slowly for a kiss. [ cup & kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to cup the receiver muses’ face during an incredibly passionate and long overdue kiss. [ what a rush ]  –  for the long long overdue kiss to end, only for the sender to rest their head on the receiver’s, and comment “do you know how long I’ve wanted to do that?” [ no tears ]  –  for the sender to cup the receiver’s face and brush away their tears with their thumbs. [ no tears & kiss ]  –  for the sender to cup the receiver’s face and brush away their tears with their thumbs & kiss the receiver’s forehead. [ stumble ]  –  for the sender’s muse to catch and help the receiver’s muse keep balance. [ shudder ]  –  for the sender to shudder a little at some gentle touch from the receiver. [ nononono! ]  –  for the sender to hold the receiver’s head / face while they’re injured, brush their thumb along their cheeks & refuse to accept that the receiver is dying. [ acceptance ]  –  for the sender & receiver to sit / lay somewhere in acceptance of their ends together. in a final act of closeness, the sender places their hand in the receiver’s own.

[ prompt ] + reverse  –  to reverse any of the prompts !

[moonlitmagicmelody]

@ashortdropandasuddenstop 

Mozenrath was well-acquainted with the undead. His own magic warped the line between life and death to create his Mamluks. But while they made for decent minions and cannon fodder they lacked the acumen for more strategic or delicate work. If he wanted the problem of Aladdin dealt with, it would require an altogether different kind of creature. Hazy recollections of books and scrolls in Destane’s library sent him on a hunt for just the thing. Then all he’d needed to do was listen to rumors from the far-off land that were their favored hunting ground. He’d weeded truth from fiction until he was certain he’d found the ideal specimen.

Which was why he now waited in the large basement room of a less than reputable boarding house in London. Some of the items there-in suggested an acquaintance with a lifestyle far above what the derelict location implied. He only barely bothered to turn when the apartment’s owner returned home. “This is an interesting place to find a man like you, James Norrington.” Mozenrath smirked. “Of course you’re not exactly a man anymore, are you?” He kept his face blank to whatever reaction the vampire might have toward an intruder in its den. “You can kill me of course. But I have an offer that will get you far more than whatever meager sustenance and pleasure you might find in spilling my blood. Tell me, how would you like to be able to see sunlight again?”

[moonlitmagicmelody]

After a night of cleaning up the streets and feeding his fill, James Norrington stepped through the dilapidated doorway. His senses instantly assaulted by the acrid stench of the slums that surrounded him. The flickering gas lamp barely illuminated the squalor that surrounded him, but Norrington paid it little mind.

As he stepped further into his abode, a jolt of awareness coursed through his undead veins. The intruder’s presence was unmistakable, a disruption in the silence that permeated the air. Norrington’s heightened senses could detect the stranger’s heartbeat, quickening with each passing second.

A flicker of surprise danced across the vampire’s face as Mozenrath’s words cut through the air. His vivid green eyes widened momentarily, revealing a glimpse of the vulnerability that lay buried beneath his stoic demeanor. But in an instant, the surprise morphed into a menacing glint as Norrington’s lips curled back, baring his fangs.

The predatory instincts that lay dormant within him surged forward, a chilling reminder that he was no longer the man he once was. The sharp, gleaming fangs spoke volumes, daring anyone to challenge his power and immortality.Low, guttural growl rumbled deep within his chest. The sound resonated through the small, decrepit room, filling the air with a primal intensity. His eyes narrowed, a predatory glimmer replacing any trace of surprise or vulnerability. “The bloody hell are you?” he snarled, his voice laced with a dangerous edge.

Suppressing his instincts for a few moments, Norrington took a measured breath, assessing the situation. Mozenrath’s confident demeanor belied an offer that enticed him with promises greater than mere bloodshed. The mention of sunlight tugged at a long-dormant yearning, igniting a flicker of hope within Norrington’s undead heart.

Curiosity danced in Norrington’s eyes as he met Mozenrath’s gaze, their silent exchange a battle of wills.  Norrington had sought solace in the shadows, but a chance to reclaim what he had lost—the warmth of sunlight—was a temptation that tested his resolve.

A tumultuous battle raged within James Norrington as he stood on the precipice of a decision. The yearning for sunlight, for warmth and radiance that had long eluded him, clawed at his undead heart. It tugged at the remnants of his humanity, threatening to unravel his steely resolve. But as Mozenrath’s words hung in the air, promising the impossible, a surge of suspicion shot through Norrington’s veins.

In an instant, fueled by preternatural speed, Norrington closed the distance between them. He grabbed Mozenrath and pinned him against the wall, his strength far surpassing that of any mortal. The vampire’s grip was vice-like, a silent warning that deception would be met with swift consequences. Norrington focused his gaze on Mozenrath’s eyes, his own piercing stare searching for any trace of deceit.

As moments stretched into an eternity, Norrington’s grip slowly loosened, allowing Mozenrath to catch his breath. In the deafening silence, Norrington’s decision hinged upon the revelations he would unearth from the depths of Mozenrath’s mind.

“Promises, like shadows, can deceive, Sir. Your offer intrigues me, but I have learned to tread carefully through the darkness. What assurance can you provide that this is not just a  labyrinth of half-truths and false hopes? I highly doubt you broke into my home just to offer me the sunlight. Speak quickly now, as I’m not exactly fond of intruders in my residence and I can always use dessert”

Mozenrath gave the vampire a blasé stare, supremely unimpressed despite the hands pinning him to the wall and the annoying probe at his mind. As if he wouldn’t have taken precautions against mindreading before confronting a vampire. “Put me down and we can make introductions. And I can prove my offer is the real deal.” With his feet once more on the ground, Mozenrath bent into a sweeping bow. “I am Mozenrath, Lord of the Land of the Black Sand and the most powerful sorcerer in the Seven Deserts. And as for my promise-” He reached into his cloak pocket, pulled out a ring with sun signet inlaid with a ruby at the center, and tossed it at the other man. “Put this on. Then test how good my word is. I should warn you that if I should die, that ring becomes no more than metal and glass. Regardless of whether I stay dead.”

[moonlitmagicmelody]

@notwhileimcaptain Melody crept silently into her father’s study and threw her arms around his neck. “Hey Dad! Will you come for a swim with me? Pleaaaaaaaase…”

As the King, Dad always had a lot to do. And as his heir she had a lot to learn so that she could be a good Queen one day. Dad always made sure they had time together, but usually it had to be carefully scheduled so that they could still take care of their responsibilities. Today, though, Melody knew her father didn’t have any pressing appointments or urgent matters to deal with.

“I did so well on my history test Mr. Pryce said I could have the afternoon off.” Mr. Pryce was her tutor. His father had been old friends with Grim and Grandfather. He could be a little stiff, but he was always kind, and never failed to tell her when she’d done well. “At least that’s what he says. I think it’s really ‘cause Lady Winnifred’s going to be in town today and he’s hoping to see her.” He was always blushing or stammering when she spoke to him at formal events. It was kinda funny.

[moonlitmagicmelody]

Ariel heard the determination in Eric’s voice and the reassurance of his touch. Even so, she didn’t know how to feel. This would be dangerous and he hadn’t been a merman for long enough for fluent swimming.

Her sister wasted no time pointing that out.

“Adella, I know that–”

Ariel had never, ever seen Adella this angry. That trait never ran entirely through the family - mostly her father and Attina with the occasional spats between her other sisters. Adella’s wrath Ariel had least expected, and such a severe change made her listen well.

She really didn’t know the whole story, and Ariel listened with horror. Somewhere in the recesses of her memory, she felt the sense of those hopeless souls in the garden. She’d seen them. The image was no longer clear, but with her sister’s words, she understood the gravity of who she had crossed.

Still, Ariel couldn’t see another choice. She leaned closer to Eric. They had a child to protect now but Ariel feared what might happen if they didn’t investigate the source of their tragedy in the first place.

Ariel grew quiet. “I already didn’t come home to Melody. But I can’t again–I can’t do that to her. And I can’t keep her from a loving father, either. The alternative would keep us safe from whatever Ursula left down there, but if there’s a piece of this I don’t have memories for, we might be in danger now, right here, and I have no way to know.”

She hoped whatever option they had they would, by some luck, come home to their own children.

“I can’t ask you to be a part of this with your family at stake, too, Adella.” She looked to Eric after. “And we cannot risk our daughter following us. I hate to say it, but if she’s my daughter…she might try. You might know her better than I do, Eric. If we do go I’m not letting that happen.”

Eric was taken aback by Adella’s outburst, but he held his tongue. He had no experience with dark magic, or magic in general aside from the transformation into a merman. It wasn’t as if he was going along to offer any expertise, but he wasn’t about to let his wife go there alone. He had already lost her once, and it would kill him to lose her again.

As she explained the depth of this sea witch’s powers, and how she imprisoned her victims in a garden, he found that he was involuntarily grasping Ariel’s hand tighter. That was what she had contended with, and the fate that had awaited her, had he not kissed her before the three days had been up. It must have been torturous for her, and he hadn’t been any the wiser. Adella then went on to warn them that it was possible that Ursula had left traps behind to dissuade trespassers. It was a very real possibility that they could be killed.

The idea of Melody becoming an orphan, like he had been, was unbearable. He didn’t wish that on their child. But at the same time, they both needed to know what had happened. Ariel echoed his worries, and reaffirmed that she needed answers. “She would try.” he confirmed, shaking his head. “She takes after us both in that way.” He had tried to dissuade her from taking the potion and coming to look for Ariel as well, and she had threatened to follow. “We can’t tell her.”

He faced Adella, responding evenly, “You’re right. I’m not from your world and I don’t know anything about magic. But where she goes, I go.”  As cautious as he had grown since he had become a father, he had also taken a vow that he intended to keep. He wouldn’t leave her to face whatever Ursula had in store alone.

“Don’t be such a seaweed brain, Ariel. Of course we’re helping.” Adella’s eyeroll was so big it should have been visible from Avalon. “All I’m asking is that you take more than two minutes to think-really think through the risks.”

Cowrie nodded. “Strength in numbers. That said…I’m thinking we should table that trip for a couple of tides-a few days,” he translated, when he realized Eric might not understand that counting system. “No offense Eric, but your swimming’s not quite there yet. And Ursula’s lair’s in a dangerous part of the sea before we even have to contend with what she might have left inside. Without some more time to adjust to your tail you’ll be more a hindrance than a help.” Adella concurred, “Plus that’ll give us time to get someone to guppysit the kids. Gabriella, Ollie, and Urchin maybe. They know all the usual family tricks. The girls would have a harder time swimming away from them.”

She listened to what Ariel and Eric has to say on those two points before continuing. “And there’s one other thing I want to bring up. Regardless of what happened to your memories we know Father’s not exactly going to be thrilled about Eric and Melody’s secret. But I think I have a way to swim around that. Or at least a start.” Adella managed to only look a little smug, “Are land people familiar with the term ‘public relations’?”

[oathkeptmusings]

darker vibes

❛ i would let you rip me apart if it meant loving you. ❜

❛ this fear you feel? it won’t last. ❜

❛ you are my salvation. ❜

❛ i revolt you, don’t i? ❜

❛ get the hell away from me. ❜

❛ i want to sink my teeth into every inch of you. ❜

❛ i’ll be your dirty little secret, if that’s what you’re into. ❜

❛ worship me. until i tell you to stop. ❜

❛ don’t you know how sick with love i am for you? ❜

❛ fucking hit me already. ❜

❛ i would burn the world for you. ❜

❛ i don’t want to be good, no matter how hard you wish it. ❜

❛ i don’t know how you’ve bewitched me, but it needs to stop. ❜

❛ fix me. ❜

❛ they die for love, you kill for it. ❜

❛ you are mine, whether you agree or not. ❜

❛ do you like it when i bleed for you? ❜

❛ i will keep hurting. i will keep killing. anything to protect you. ❜

❛ i’m starved for you, morning and night. ❜

❛ now i get to ravish you. ❜

❛ i am your god and your executioner. ❜

❛ you are doing so well, my pet. ❜

❛ you’re my sweetest poison. ❜

❛ let’s do something about that mouth of yours. ❜

❛ your fascination with me will be your death. ❜

❛ you’re the monster that’s enticed me into your bed. ❜

❛ all you can say are pretty lies. ❜

❛ the fucked up thing is that it isn’t enough to just love you. ❜

❛ you’ve broken me. all i can think about is you. ❜

❛ you’ll beg for more. ❜

❛ an eternity with you would never satisfy me. ❜

❛ i would gladly let you drag me to hell. ❜

❛ everything i’ve done.. every horrible atrocity, it’s been for you. ❜

❛ you’re a fucking nightmare. kiss me. ❜

❛ feel grateful that i allow you to touch me. ❜

❛ every time your lips touch my skin, you burn me from the inside out. ❜

❛ there’s no black or white, only gray. ❜

❛ no one touches what’s mine. ❜

❛ make me indifferent, make me horrible. ❜

❛ i could never be the one to love you. i can only be the one that kills you. ❜

❛ your lips are poison, your laugh a curse. ❜

[neversatisfieddotmp3]

everyone gushing about ariel and eric's dynamic in the little mermaid 2023 and how "they have so much in common" kinda makes me sad that it took this long and a live-action movie for people to see them the way i've always seen them. like this is why i've been so insane about them since i was a kid. they have ALWAYS been a match, they have ALWAYS been so alike in the original movie and that's why ""ariel gave it all up for a boy"" but he's really not just a boy. what she saw in him made HER feel SEEN. the first time she sees him, she learns everything she needs to know about him: he feels like he doesn't belong in this company of people who only see him as a prince when what he seeks is adventure, he wants MORE, he is compassionate and empathetic, literally almost died for his dog, and what fascinates her most about him is that he's a prince and she's a princess but HE at least has freedom. she saw him and instantly knew he could give her something nobody in her life and in her kingdom could, which is UNDERSTANDING.

ariel and eric have ALWAYS been twin flames and i get that this wasn't fully fleshed out in the original (because what original disney princess romance is except for maybe beauty and the beast idk) but i'm glad this is everyone's takeaway from the live-action now.

[tlmgifs]

#the Eric popped out