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HHii! Could you write something with the Minnie and Mickey ship? I don’t mind what it’s about!💕
Once Upon a Time...
Mickey x minnie - the mermaid and the fisherman
Many years ago, and even to this day, an old legend has been told about a sailor, a mermaid, and a love that ended in the most tragic way. They say it happened in a small coastal town called Inkwell, a place surrounded by a sea that was as beautiful as it was dangerous. Would you like to hear it? Yes? well... Then listen carefully, my little petals... Because this story begins with two brothers.
Like any pair of brothers, they argued.
Sometimes over silly things
Sometimes over things that mattered much more.
But that day...
The argument was different.
Their voices echoed throughout the house and, according to the people of Inkwell, could even be heard from some of the nearby streets.
Mickey, furious, grabbed the door with one hand.
—FINE! IF THAT'S WHAT YOU THINK! —he shouted, looking at his brother.— I'M LEAVING! I'LL FIND A WAY TO MAKE IT ON MY OWN!
Oswald remained still.
His expression was tired. He didn't seem to have the strength to continue arguing.
—Fine —he finally replied.— But if you leave, I hope you don't come back asking for my help, Theodore.
Mickey froze.
That word...
His name.
The name they both knew he hated.
He clenched his teeth.
—You can be sure I won't come back
He opened the door
—And I'm pretty sure the one who'll end up asking for my help will be you
With those words, Mickey walked out and slammed the door behind him.
He would never see that house again.
Or so he thought.
Legend says that Michael Theodore Mouse was later seen working as a fisherman.
He had no wealth.
No family.
No home to return to.
But he had his own hands, and he was determined to earn every coin honestly.
Years passed.
The young boy became a man.
And he never spoke to his brother again.
Even when their paths occasionally crossed in the streets of Inkwell, neither of them stopped.
It was as if that argument had built a wall between them.
A wall neither of them was willing to tear down.
Mickey continued working at sea.
And it was the sea itself that would change his life.
One afternoon, while fishing, Mickey saw something move beneath the surface.
It was only for a moment.
A shadow.
Something that disappeared beneath the waves before he could tell what it was.
The same thing happened over the following days.
Every time he went fishing, he had the strange feeling that something was watching him.
Sometimes he heard strange noises coming from the waves other times, a distant melody seemed to drift through the wind.
But Mickey blamed his imagination.
Until one day, he saw her.
Sitting on a rock near the shore was a beautiful young woman.
Her hair moved gently in the breeze as she sang a melody whose voice seemed to blend with the sound of the ocean.
Mickey simply stared at her.
He couldn't help but blush.
—You're... the most beautiful woman I've ever seen...
The young woman stopped singing.
She looked at him.
Then she covered her lips with one hand and laughed softly.
Mickey became even more embarrassed.
He looked away.
—I-I'm sorry, miss...
The young woman laughed again.
And that was how it all began.
Her name was Minerva.
Although she preferred to be called Minnie.
Mickey began visiting her whenever he could.
First, they talked.
Then they became friends.
And, as time passed, those feelings became something much deeper.
Mickey fell in love with her beauty.
Her voice.
Her songs.
The way Minnie seemed to brighten even the darkest days.nd Minnie...
Seemed to fall in love with him too.
For a while, they were happy.
Very happy.
Or at least, that's what Mickey believed.
Because there was one small detail
A tiny silly detail
Almost insignificant
A secret
A secret capable of destroying that beautiful "happily ever after"
Oh, no...
Because you know, my little petals... a lie has very, very short legs
And sooner or later... The truth always finds a way to bloom, And this story would be no different.....
Una noche, Oswald estaba paseando cerca de la costa that's when he saw her his brother's fiancée he had heard about her. Inkwell was a small town, and rumors traveled quickly.
Oswald thought the young woman might simply want to bathe, so he decided to keep walking and give her some privacy.
But then he noticed something strange.
The young woman slowly entered the water.
Oswald stopped.
He watched.
And then...
His eyes widened in horror the woman's legs began to change her skin became covered in scales her feet disappeared.
In their place, a large fin emerged her beautiful face twisted into something monstrous her hands changed.
And when she opened her mouth...
Oswald saw terrible fangs.
There was no doubt.
That woman wasn't human she was one of those creatures fishermen only spoke about in whispers.
A mermaid one of the creatures they called man-eating vipers a shiver ran down Oswald's spine.
But the creature wasn't what frightened him the most.
It was his brother despite everything that had happened between them, Mickey was still his brother.
And Oswald couldn't allow Mickey to end up dead.
He went looking for him.
When he finally found him, he told him what he had seen.
Mickey refused to believe him.
—You're lying...
—I'm trying to save you, Mick —Oswald replied, his voice tired and pleading.— Please.
Mickey remained silent.
Oswald took a deep breath.
—Listen. If you don't believe me, that's fine.
He looked directly into his brother's eyes.
—But I hope you'll believe what you see with your own eyes.
Mickey said nothing.
—When you see her again, cover your ears with something. Don't listen to her song.
Oswald paused.
—Then you'll see her for what she really is.
Mickey lowered his gaze.
—Mick... just trust me this once.
For several seconds, neither of them spoke.
Finally, Mickey sighed And nodded
That day finally came Mickey met Minnie again by the shore it seemed like an ordinary afternoon.
She smiled.
He smiled.
Everything seemed perfectly normal.
Mickey even had his ears covered with beeswax, just as Oswald had told him he wouldn't hear her song no matter how beautiful her voice was.
Not this time.
Minnie approached him.
Mickey looked at her.
And for a few seconds...
Nothing happened maybe Oswald had been wrong, maybe it had all been a lie.
Maybe...
Then it happened Minnie's face began to change her skin slowly became covered in scales her legs disappeared.
A large fin took their place.
Her hands transformed and her lips parted, revealing terrifying fangs.
Mickey froze his entire body trembled he was frightened.
Terrified
The woman he had loved...
Wasn't real.
Or perhaps she had never been real at all Minnie saw the expression on his face.
And she understood.
She had been discovered.
Her expression changed.
The creature stopped pretending.
Her hands grabbed Mickey's body and she began dragging him toward the sea.
Mickey struggled.
—Let me go!
But the mermaid was much stronger.
Mickey felt his feet sliding across the sand the ocean was getting closer then he remembered something.
His hand slowly moved toward his belt there was a small dagger there.
He grabbed it.
His fingers trembled around the handle he looked at the creature in front of him.
The woman who had once been the light of his eyes the woman he had loved.
And for a moment, Mickey seemed to make a decision.
He tightened his grip around the weapon.
The mermaid moved closer.
Mickey stopped struggling.
And kissed her.
The creature froze.
Surprised.
For a moment, she thought her prey had finally given in.
Que ella había ganado.
That Mickey had accepted his fate and would follow her into the depths of the sea.
But she was wrong.
When the kiss ended, Mickey slowly pulled away.
A mouthful of blood escaped his lips The woman looked at the man in confusion as he spat out blood the mermaid looked down.
The dagger was buried in the man's chest.
Mickey had stabbed himself.
He had made his choice.
If that creature intended to take him into the sea... she wouldn't take him alive…
For a few seconds, neither of them moved Mickey's fingers slowly loosened around the dagger.
His strength was already leaving him.
His knees buckled.
The mermaid released him, and his body collapsed heavily onto the sand Mickey tried to breathe each breath came weaker than the last his vision began to blur.
The sound of the waves seemed to grow distant, as though the entire world were slowly fading away.
He looked up at Minnie.
For one brief moment, despite everything he had just discovered, there was something almost painfully human in his expression.
He wasn't looking at a monster.
He was looking at the woman he had believed loved him.
The woman he had waited for.
The woman he had trusted.
His lips trembled.
—...Minnie...
It was barely a whisper.
She only stared at him.
There was no love in her eyes.
No fear.
No regret.
Mickey's hand moved weakly across the sand, as if he were trying to reach for her one last time.
His fingers stopped just inches away.
He no longer had the strength to move them.
A final breath escaped his lips.
His eyes slowly closed.
And then...
He was still.
The sea continued moving behind him.
The waves came and went.
The wind passed over his body.
But Mickey never moved again.
The man who had spent years believing he had finally found someone to love...
Died alone on the shore.
And the cruelest part was that his final moments had been spent looking at someone who had never loved him at all.
The mermaid stared at the body of her supposed lover.
She didn't want a dead man.
He was useless to her now without a trace of concern, the sand the mermaid took a few steps back and then something strange happened.
Minnie began to laugh.
At first, it was only a small giggle then it became a cold, heartless laugh.
She looked at Mickey's body.
—What a waste...
She said it with complete indifference.
There were no tears.
No pain.
No desperation.
Not even the slightest trace of love.
Only disappointment.
—And to think that all this time, you actually believed I loved you...
Minnie crouched beside his body.
She gently touched his face one last time but the gesture that had once seemed affectionate now felt disturbing.
—What a naive man.
She smiled.
Then she let out another quiet laugh.
—Your words, your love...
She paused.
—It was all so easy.
The truth was far worse than Mickey could have imagined.
Minnie had never fallen in love with him.
She had never loved his words.
She had never loved his smiles.
She had never cared about his stories.
She had never loved the man who spent hours by the sea waiting to see her.
It had all been an act.
From the very beginning.
Minnie had chosen Mickey because he was a fisherman.
Because he spent so much time near the sea.
Because he was lonely.
Because he was easy to manipulate into believing that someone like her could love him.
Her beauty.
Her voice.
Her laughter.
Every look.
Every touch.
Every loving word...
It had all been a lie.
Minnie stood up.
She looked at the man's body one last time.
—Goodbye, Mickey.
And without showing the slightest bit of remorse...
She returned to the sea.
Her tail struck the surface of the water.
A wave washed away her footprints.
She disappeared, leaving behind a broken heart and a cold body…
From that day on, people say that every full moon, a melody can be heard coming from the sea.
Some fishermen claim to have seen a figure sitting on the rocks.
And some swear that if you walk to the shore after midnight, you can hear a woman's voice singing a song.
But no one dares to get close.
Because the people of Inkwell still remember what happened.
And in the center of the town square...
There stands a statue.
A beautiful statue built in memory of that tragedy.
It depicts the young fisherman staring out toward the sea.
And behind him, a woman with a mermaid's tail.
For years, the people believed the statue represented a tragic, impossible love.
A love that had ended far too soon.
But no one knew the truth.
Nadie excepto Oswald
Because he was the one who found his brother's body.
And he was the one who realized that Mickey had died believing, until his very last moment, that he had once been loved.
Beneath the statue, there is a small stone plaque.
And it bears only a few words:
"Not everything beautiful is good and not every love is real"
And so ends the story of the fisherman and the mermaid
There was no happily ever after there was no lost love.
There was no mermaid mourning for her beloved there was only a man who loved her sincerely...
And a creature who pretended to love him.
Because sometimes, the saddest stories don't end when someone dies.
They end when you discover that, to the other person...
you never meant anything at all.
You were nothing more than an annoying stone in their shoe—something irritating, perhaps, but ultimately easy to get rid of . . . . . . . . . . . . . Good night, my dear petals…
¡Lo terminé! Más tarde añadiré un dibujo en el que he estado trabajando. ✨
he's so out of it right now...
feline fixation au. an AU where mickey is obsessed with cats. he's still suicide mouse.avi but with a twist. not gonna tell you because spoilers. it all started with the mickeys rival episode.
well, after the incident with Mortimer there's this lost episode where he saw a cat in an alley and tried petting and trying to irritate the little guy.
right up until minnie finds him in an alley. then minnie walks him home to get some sleep. the cat walks into the alley to go hunt for some food and that was the end of the episode.
the whole episode seems to be in color but this strange thing happened...the camera pans to the cat and it has trippy colors over it whenever mickey sees a cat. its weird but also beautiful? might look into that in the next episode.
These two
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What we used to make GIFs back in the old timey days.
And what they looked like:
