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I've moved back to my more canon blog for Arista from the Little Mermaid, I hope to see you all there. :)
"I love you, Mi Sirena."
"Ugh," Arista rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest and looked at her husband. "Really?" The blonde pursed her lips with a small smirk and shook her head. Well, it had been years since they had last seen each other -- let alone said that. "I love you too, Mi Rey."
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Walking along the sidewalk, Aurora heard someone called after her from behind. Turning around she came face to face with another blonde. She listening to the description the woman gave of the small boy and shook her head with a small frown. “I’m sorry, I haven’t.” Before turning back to walk away— she had a second thought. “But I could help you look for him if you’d like?”
The blonde nodded her head and moved her hand to her forehead. This was great. How was she supposed to explain this to her husband? Take her eyes off the boy for three minutes and he disappears. “Thanks,” Arista smiled as she nodded her head. She really couldn't ask more – the stranger was at least nice enough to stop and listen to her. Still, she was worried. First time she spends quality time with her son and she loses him.
She turned her head when the stranger questioned her and her red lips curved into a smile. “Really? I mean, that would be great.” Arista nodded before offering her hand. “I'm Ula.” Far too used to saying that her name was Ula Finn over Arista Triton. She was sure that this woman would believe that she was Ula over a mermaid princess. That would do for now. “Thanks, by the way.”
#arispian #oooowwww ;A;
Imagine person A in your otp going off to war. After two years, person B is sitting on the couch watching T.V. when their eyes get covered, and when they turn around, they see person A in uniform smiling widely behind them. Person B starts crying and gives person A a hug.
Laura Ramsey @ “You Are Here” Premiere, Toronto International Film Festival, 2013
You should all totally follow and rp with this Caspian. Not only just because he's Arista's husband but because the mun is amazing and gets him spot on.
{mun is going to go to sleep now! I love you all! <3}
Ariel looked at Arista and knitted her brows. “No….” She barely knew this place as it was. “What happened?”
"When.... erm... when the curse hit I was visiting home to tell Daddy about the baby. I was separated from my husband and son." Arista explained to her sister knowing that there had been a lot that she hadn't exactly told anyone.
"Time passed in their world and I didn't get to see him grow up. I found him again and I just... don't know how to look after him anymore. It was easy enough when he was a baby and I just had to hold him in my arms..."
"I don't suppose you know what a seven year old boy would do for fun around here?"
"Ugh, I never thought I'd not know how to look after my own son."
"Someone remind me again why I'm still looking after these horses."
"Oh, right, because they still provide better conversation than my sisters."
reunited|arista & caspian
"And you still can’t apologize after these twenty eight years," he countered. Saying twenty eight years, however, gave him an odd feeling. It did seem that time had passed differently between Narnia and this world. Maybe it was because Arista didn’t look any older than he remembered. She looked the same to him, just like he imagined he looked to her.
Caspian’s steps quickened when he noticed the tears beginning to pool in her eyes. When he was finally in front of her, he cupped her face with his hands and had her tilt her head up to him. “Ari, come now, don’t cry,” he said as he brushed a thumb against her cheek. “Yes, I had to leave Narnia. It was the only way I could be with you again…” He had been used to people leaving him. First his parents left him and then the Pevensies left him when they couldn’t return to Narnia. But Arista leaving him hurt him the most and he couldn’t imagine going through that pain again.
"Ian is safe, I promise. He’s here as well." A small smile turned the corners of his lips upwards a little. "I believe he’s feeding Destrier right now."
She rolled her eyes as she moved her hands to blonde locks. Yes, she was on the verge of tears – and hearing Caspian's sense of humour wasn't helping; but she couldn't help it. The man was everything to her and she had missed out on so much of her son's life. She just couldn't believe that she was going to be there with Caspian and she was going to get that chance to be with him again.
When he whispered to her not to cry she grumbled whilst tilting her head; “Who's crying?” The mermaid replied with a small pout that was supposed to be threatening, but with the slight tremble in the tender flesh it was anything but. “I... I didn't want you to leave your home because of me.” Arista had left her home. She had left Atlantica to marry him – and although against it from the start she had come to love him and find Narnia her home. Now they were both away from there and she was scared. She would never admit it – but she wanted to be back there.
“H-He.. .he is?” She felt the breath escape her and the tears that were threatening finally fall from her eyes. The last thing she expected to do when she came to work that day was to be reunited with her husband --- but now her son as well. “He..” She wanted to ask about Destrier. She couldn't believe the horse was there too --- but her son. “He won't remember me, Cas... it's been too long...”
reunited|arista & caspian
"Hi? That is all I get?" he teased with a small smirk. Caspian knew this was a touchy moment for her since it was the same for him. They had been separated for at least eight years, though it was possibly more than that. He wasn’t certain how many years apart this world was from Narnia or if it even matter.
Pushing himself off of the door frame he began to slowly walk over to her with his hands in his pants pockets. His shoulders shrugged a little as he thought about her series of questions. “No, I haven’t been here long…I would say a week at most.” Caspian had actually lost count of how long he and Ian had been in this new world. With the knowledge that Aslan had implanted into them so they knew how to live within their new world, it felt like he had spent his whole life within the world.
"Aslan told me that you were here," Caspian explained as his smirk lowered a little. "And he allowed me to come here so I can be with you again."
She furrowed her brow and gave her husband a very displeased expression, “You try seeing your husband for the first time in twenty eight years and wonder how to talk to him.” Arista snippily replied – but soon stopped and pursed her lips to show that she didn’t mean it. Arista still wasn’t one to apologise.
Arista closed her eyes and looked down at her feet, her long blonde hair falling over her face as she listened to Caspian explain where he had been and what had happened. Aslan told him that she was in Storybrooke and then allowed him to come and be with her? Be with her – as in, stay here? She tilted her head up and looked at Caspian.
“But…” She trailed off, “But you had to leave Narnia?” The mermaid questioned as she moved her hand and shoved her flaxen hair over her shoulder. “… What about… about Ian?” She voice cracked on her son’s name as she could feel the worry wash over her and the tears threaten to water in her eyes. The last thing she wanted was to think of their little boy alone in a world without both of his parents.
Part of your world…