#seventhborn

“Yes it is.”

A mermaid. Jack knew his luck had started to go a bit downhill of late but a third encounter with such creatures didn’t bode well. He’d tricked his way to safety as a young lad on Isla Serena and narrowly avoided being eaten and/or worse at Whitecap Bay, but now he was all alone in a very small boat, having had the arrogance to assume he’d get to his destination unhindered.

The pirate was holding forth a pendant of intricate silver and woven feathers. He had told the young female peering into his boat that it was a charm meant to ward off mermaids and was still attempting to bluff. Rather that than risk aiming his pistol at her. It would surely only make the lovely creature angry and attract her equally deadly sisters.

“I wouldn’t touch it if I were you and there’s more where this came from. Any of you lot make the mistake of eating me an’ it will be really unpleasant for everyone involved.”

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        ❝  don’t  be  scared  --- !  ❞   she’s  quick  to  say,  a   hand  held  up  to  the  woman  in  the  water.   we’re  more  alike  than  you  think,  anya  wants  to  tell  her,  but  that  might  have  been  a  little  hard  to  believe  considering  each  of  their  current  states.   it  wouldn’t  be  wrong,  though;  the  only  distinguishing  physical  feature  between  a  mermaid  and  a  rusalka  like  herself  was  that  she  had  legs.   ❝  i  won’t  scream  or  anything.  ❞

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Ariel comforting a sad Uma.

Uma is bitten by a zombie and has to be put down by Ariel.

Uma and Ariel going to an event that requires formal attire.

Uma and Ariel swap bodies.

⤱ —- for my muses reaction to yours... ⇢ accepting.

@seventhborn​  /  ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .

Uma hadn’t meant to fall asleep, but she had exhausted herself, trying endlessly to swim around the Isle and see if there was even a slither of an opening in the barrier. It had rebounded her so many times for her to swim back and try again until she gave in and collapsed on a sandy shore. It was normally quiet and secluded, but she wasn’t from here nor was she familiar with the locations of Auradon. Wherever she was, she must have felt safe enough to drop to sleep, even for just a moment. That was when the nightmares slipped in. The loneliness of not having her crew, or even Ursula around her was definitely getting to her, but the failure to take down Mal sat heavy in her chest. A booming voice of her mother telling her that she’d failed, how much of a disappointment her own daughter was.