lagoon dweller

( @winglessfinch )

Name: Lyra Araxie Finch-Leith

Gender: Female

General Appearance: Dark hair like her father with mischievous eyes and a kind eyes

Personality: With her parents being very outgoing she found it very easy to express herself. She is witty and enjoys poking at peoples limits

Special Talents: Being half Fairy and half mermaid she has both a tail and wings. Has a knack for battle tactics and self defense which her grandmother loves.

Who they like better: Nerissa (they’ll often gang up on Deo by speaking through text talk)

Who they take after more: Nerissa tbh

Personal Head canon: She was teased when she was younger, the other mermiads called her flying fish because of her wings but it only fueled her to learn control of her swimming as well as learn self defense, not to mention it caused her thick skin and helped with her sarcasm.

Face Claim: Ana Golja

( @kaimist )

Walking up with a raging headache wasn’t typically out of the ordinary, but having a closet with a snoring fairy was. Mostly because Kai wouldn’t be able to get to her closet back home. But there was obviously a first time for everything. “Kai~ hey, wake up,” she said with a giggle as she crouched down beside him. She removed one of her blouses which had landed on him at some point off of him, proceeding to poke his face. 

( @winglessfinch )

“Stop making that face,” Nerissa scolded him with a laugh, lightly slapping him across the shoulder.

Nerissa, like the rest of the Neverland mermaids, knew that they could sprout legs after drying off on land. Though just because they knew about it, didn’t mean they were all too eager to go and try it on a daily basis. She rather liked her tail, but she did have to admit that the legs came in handy.

She had tried her hand at various things, but partnered dancing was something she had never actually tried. She had seen it in various movies and thought it seemed easy enough, she would just have to find a partner to try it out herself. She hadn’t thought it was an embarrassing request until she had actually asked Deo to help her, her cheeks blushing ever so slightly.

Still she took the opportunity when he had agreed and told him to meet her later in the forest by the lagoon. She had gotten her hands on a dress and was waiting for him, feeling a bit uncomfortable, even more so when she say the look on his face when he saw her an d more still when they actually started dancing, his hand at her waist and their chests against one another. They were so close she could feel his breath ruffling her bangs, which of course made her look down and focus on the movement of her feet.

It had been slightly harder than she had thought; keeping the tempo and having him lead. She had been so focused she hadn’t noticed the large grin on his face, clearly teasing her and finding her amusing.

He wasn’t sure if that made it any better but Blane didn’t say much else about it, instead he just shrugged. “Pretty much,  even though she can be quite a pain in the ass.” he said jokingly of course. 

Nerissa gave him a light scoff and a dismissive wave of her hand, “Oh of course she can. Only difference is, before she was mine. Now she’s mine and your pain in the ass.” She was joking of course and made sure it was obvious, she loved Lola dearly.

Blane’s expression changed slightly, not sure what to make of it. “I can’t tell if that’s a good or bad thing.” he confessed but simply shrugged. “Trust me I have.” he said, although he didn’t exactly elaborate on what his father had told him considering all of it had been fairly perverted. 

“Take it however makes you feel better,” she suggested with a small laugh. That was how she usually took things, unless they were clearly negative, then she would get snippy. His answer made her grin, knowing what it most likely was that he had heard, “Good. So have you been taking care of my Lola for me?”

“…they’re not that bad,” she added, with a slight laugh, wondering exactly how disgusted this siren was. Even if she’d never met them, Mak was still feeling pretty fierce about her Greek sirens. “Can’t you just…kill them? Try again? Or does that not work once they’ve snapped off it once…?” she asked. “Well, then, colour me impressed. I’m in the presence of the mermaid holding the second-highest number of kills. Interesting,” she said, chuckling. “Not just playing. It’s sort of my whole thing. Shadow and flame, Underworld stuff.”

“I guess, I’ve only ever seen pictures but that’s just 50% of what I can go off of,” she replied with a shrug. “The trouble with Neverland is that we age..well differently, we can all die, but once we do, the island sort of replaces that person with someone new. So every time we mark a pirate off..,” she made a check mark in the middle of the air before continuing, “..a new one appears. Same thing for lost people..mermaids...indians..fairiesss are a bit different though.” She squinted her eyes in thought for a moment before they widened with a smile, “No way...greek talk..flames..underworld stuff? You’re daddies Hades!”

“there’re fishes walking around with two legs, didn’t you know?? atlanticans,” he murmured, saying the word almost distastefully. not that he despised atlantica, far from it, actually. but, atlantica was the very epitome of the sea becoming too tame. and that idea was one he didn’t like to entertain. “– i should be a dead man still with a wound like this. but, it’s the fact that i have no heart that you know, i get to be helped by a mermaid such as yourself,” he mused but not without a scrunch of his face, the pain still prominent in his chest. he let out a chuckle and shrugged at her question. still, he decided not to answer it. “i’m moving as fast as i can. i think you should be a bit proud of me,” he groaned out, a brief smile flashing. still, he put most of his concentration on walking– and that took a lot of energy.

At the word Atlantica Nerissa gave a groan and a roll of her eyes, yet still helping him as she opened one of the doors of the suite complex with her somewhat free arm. “Yeah that’s exactly my point. I’m not even remotely from that area, thankfully,I’m in fact quite the opposite kind of mermaid they are, so don’t go throwing me in the same pond...literally,” she complained as she got him to the door of her suite. She pressed his back against the wall in the hall, letting him lean against it for support while she found her key. “Thank God no one is roaming the halls, one look at you and they’d freak.”

“pft, what are you talking about??” deo said, flashing a smile before nudging her shoulder as she approached his display of balloons. “i am honestly the hardest working fairy out there, no time for playing around with this hustler.” he started snickering. nerissa was right; he honestly had to be pulled away from his mother in order to train in his talent because all he wanted to do was play. “i felt dumb for asking, honestly– so i decided to get you both those charmed aroma bath bombs for your lovely mermaid baths and the candle in the scent…” deo paused as he dug into his backpack to pull out the box. “coconut vanilla.” he held up both the bath bomb and the candle, his grin reached from ear to ear. “so, tell me, self-proclaimed great one, did i deliver or did i deliver?? because honestly, i think i did a pretty good job so far.”

Nerissa rolled her eyes playfully at him and replied sarcastically, “Oh yeah, mhm, definitely.” She cocked her head to one side as she attempted to peer into his backpack as he pulled out the gifts, honestly surprised that he had put so much effort into this. A light hearted smile formed on her lips as she looked at him holding the gifts, the grin on his face more adorable than goofy, but still goofy. Stepping forward and closing the space between them she grabbed the box with the bath bomb and inspected it. “It’s very nice, totally matches my aesthetic, I love it. I would’ve said you delivered if there had been flowers though,” she replied looking up at him through her long lashes.