#sea3

1. When I think the ship is at its best

2. Reasons I'd ship it

3. Favorite ship moments

4. Favorite AU for the pair

5. How I think they'd get together

6. Random headcanons

7. Do I ship

hear me out.....animal crossing AU feat. THIS cute lil goth eyeliner pirate.....

Disney Descendants AU - Asherah, Daughter of Ursula the Sea Witch

Asherah, like Hadrian, was not born on the Isle, but rather was bought in when her mother was captured.  Much to her despair Asherah has never been able to transform into natural ocean form due to the magic dispelling barrier.  From a young age Asherah has been told stories of the kingdoms under the sea, and how important deep ocean magical arts are.  She has spent the majority of her childhood learning potion making and the art behind ocean magic, however, to fully lean into her abilities she would need to leave the Isle. Despite only ever having legs, she has used this to her advantage and has been training with Hadrian and Gilles from a young age in sword play and other fighting techniques.

The three of them are thick as thieves, and when Hadrian was gifted the Sapphire for his 14th birthday, they began finding the crew to man it.  Asherah spends most of her time practicing with weaponry and reading as much as she can about sorcery; something herself and Mallory originally bonded over.  However, when their friendship came to a messy end over parental expectations and aspirations, the two became extremely bitter and what arose was the divide between the central Isle descendants and the west coast descendants.  Asherah, above all else is loyal, however, if crossed she will hold a grudge, something which is feared on the Isle.

"A Siren~ A woman who is considered to be alluring or fascinating, but also dangerous in some way"

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Foggy nights on the isle weren't always so lively, but Gaston's pub was packed with drinks and drunks, for it was his birthday...

The sound of stumbling boots on creaky wood echoed through out the docks, "Yo ho, yo ho, a p-pirate's life for meh. A pirate's life is a happy *hic* life. Drink up me hearties...yo ho." The slurred voice of an all to familiar pirate rang out into the abyss of the moon lit night, or rather early morning. With a bottle of rum in hand, he strutted a wobbly dance across the docks sing the sea shanty. The creaking of would was soon replaced by the soft crunch of sand and dry seaweed, he continued to stumble his way to the Pearl, of course he happened to be taking the long way or perhaps the wrong way.

"I am a creature of the fey~

Prepare to give your soul away~

My spell is passion and it is art~

My song can bind a human heart~

And if you chance to know my face~

My hold shall be your last embrace~"

(Not my song, I found it on Pinterest)

He cocked his head to the way of the water, the voice was a melancholy trance of alluring depression. His soul yearned for the sea, for the sea in a new way. His soul yearned for the voice who sang the sorrowful song, the voice who drug him deep.

He sloshed into the water, falling to his knee's as he crawled his way deeper. The voice got stronger and harder to resists, her hands ghosted his face as her voice came to a low whisper.

"Seems as though my jolly sailor bold has fallen in~"

He let out a husky chuckle, breathing out the words he be proud to be his last,

"So drag *hic*me deep" he smirked the bottle tipping in his hand letting out rum and in saltwater.

Her lips closed the lock on his heart, maybe dying at the hands of her wasn't so bad. Her hands traveled to his shoulders, dragging him beneath the waves, deepening the kiss as his vision blurred, falling into the hands of the deep.

a @descendantsgiftexchange gift for @daggery

I hope you’ve been enjoying all the cool things people have made so far, I know I have! This is a thing (things?) made especially for YOU because this is YOUR gift, as I am (suprise!) your descendants gift exchange gift giver. As a slight apology for having an unforeseen fatigue crash post-holidays, I’ve attached the playlist I made while thinking about this fic while finding the energy to get back to my computer. But now I have SO MUCH ENERGY. And I’m SO EXCITED. For you to read: impressions in the snow, and other times we spend together, on ao3, and listen to the accompanying impulse playlist on Spotify: the ocean’s right there, treasure, and so are we, a sea3 playlist for Uma. Honestly, just any opportunity to have a good winter-y holiday-y time with these awesome pirates is a good time for me, and I’m always happy to share it with other people. I hope you have an excellent end of the year, and, as always, plenty of exciting things to look forward to!

[FIC SUMMARY: Uma, Gil, and Harry have just spent their first holiday season in Auradon, and find themselves back onboard the Lost Revenge, thinking about snow and Auradon and how things change. Harry seems particularly melancholic, and Uma and Gil do their best to figure out why.

A story about memories, home, and being with people you love.]

[PLAYLIST SUMMARY: Some jazzy, lovey, Uma-y Sea3 vibes in a relaxed, post-canon sort of Sea3 way.]

1. Sea Three - Uma/Harry/Gil (this can include poly!pirate crew since it wouldn’t really change much)

2. Ben/Sea Three

3. Audrey/Sea Three

4. Jane/Sea Three