#halle bailey x reader

[gabithefanwriter]

The Little Mermaid

Ariel (2023) x Female! Mermaid Reader

You are my World.

This is based off of the 2023 version. I’ll be making more Ariel one shots in the future (more of Halle’s, more of Ariel 1989 and genderbend Ariel?👀). Not my best work.

I haven't seen the 2023 version but Halle as Ariel has me in a chokehold. I'm not sure how many changes from the animation were made in the live action remake, so forgive any inaccuracies. Also, it's kinda rushed. I'm sorry I had an idea and I have no idea where it went. Not my best work. And it isn't edited.

Readers of any background can read this. Skin colour is not specified. Also I'm sorry for the awful changed lyrics.

"Ariel! Wait up!" I cried out after her, swimming until we were at the same speed. "What's going on?"

"I saved the prince! I brought him to the shore! His legs are so fascinating, Y/n! He is also really handsome! There were so many things that he had that I was so confused about! Oh, how I wish I could learn more about it, about him!"

I listened to every word, my own heart breaking even as I had a massive crush on her. It wasn't even a crush - I had fallen in love with her since the start of our journeys. She sang to me, how she wanted to see the world above, how she dreamed of nothing more or less.

I listened to her words, and smiled, even as we both swam out a fair distance from the grotto. She waved goodbye and swam back home and I stayed there, waving like the lunatic I am.

I swam in the grotto even after she left. I understood her, that she wanted to be part of his world, but I wanted her to stay here with me.

I looked up through the small hole at the top between the rocks and slowly twirled.

"Up there they walk,

Up there they run,

Up there they stay all day in the sun.

I wish she could see

That I want to be

Part of Her World."

I turned and looked down, only to gasp when I saw Sebastian gaping at me with wide eyes, and I couldn't help but immediately swim over. "Sebastian, don't-"

"You love Ariel?" He shrieked. I bit my lip and looked down at my f/c tail. "Well...yeah, Sebastian. What's not to love about her? Her desire to learn about others, the way her eyes twinkle when she discovers something, the way she's so easy to talk with? And let's not even get started on her beauty! Her voice - oh, how I wish I had a voice like hers. I could listen to her all day!"

"The king would support it, I'm sure! He loves having you around. He's say he views you as another daughter and already an addition to the family," Sebastian reassured. I frowned and glanced down at the red crab, a sigh slipped past my lips. "I mean - it's not just whether or not King Triton accepts me. It also depends on whether Ariel accepts me, but if I were to be honest, I think she has a type for humans, and I think she might not be into girls."

Sebastian crawled over to climb onto my arm to reach my shoulder, my h/l hair gently brushing over him as I swam to the coral reefs where I remember first meeting Ariel.

"What would she give

If she could live

Out of these waters?

But what would I pay

To hear her say

She loves me back?"

I looked up to see the sun glowing brightly above the surface. Sebastian still clung to my shoulder as I swam until I was certain that if I outstretched my hand, it would break through the surface.

"Betcha on land

They understand

The struggles with unrequited love.

Where women love women,

Although it's not uncommon,

It's improbable!"

I turned to Sebastian as we 'fell' down to the sand slowly, stretching out on the sandy bottom.

"I'm ready to hear what she's learned today,

Hold in my words as I hear her say

How fascinated she is with the upper world!

The way her tail twirled,

Eyes with passion,

Up there she might have more fun!"

I looked back up at the surface, hugging myself and flapping my tail.

"I wish she could see

I just want to be

Part of her world."

I felt Sebastian's heartbroken stare on my back, a sigh escaping past my lips. "I would do anything to have her be with me, Sebastian. I just love her so much."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

I spun around and saw the very mermaid we were talking about. I bit my tongue to suppress a gasp when she stood there, staring at me. "You love me?"

"I-uh..."

"I love you too."

She swam closer, her hand going from her

I stared at her, from her eyes to her lips, slowly swimming up and kissing her gently. Her arms wrapped around my neck as my hands went to the back of her neck and the other tangling in her hair. "I love you, Ariel."

"I love you too, Y/n." She smiled as we kissed again, pulling me until she was flushed against me.

[fandomnerd9602]

Ariel wraps her arms around Y/N…

Ariel: wanna swim with dolphins?

Y/N: can we do that?

Ariel: mmm hmm. just pay the fee

Ariel’s tail splashes the water mischievously…

Y/N gives her a kiss…

Ariel giggles and summons a pair of dolphins…

[writing-fanics]

• wild uncharted waters •

Prince Eric x Fem!Reader

(summary:Eric and Y/n, long-time childhood friends, shared a mutual desire to travel and explore new places. As the years went on, their feelings for each other began to grow. During one of their voyages, Y/n had planned to confess her feelings to Eric. Unfortunately, their ship was caught in a storm which resulted in their separation.)

Table of Contents

Masterlist

•┈••✦ ❤ ✦••┈•

[Chapter One: Fathoms Below]

[Chapter Two: Mystery Girl]

[Chapter Three: If Only]

[Chapter Four: What His Heart Wants]

[Chapter Five: Brokenhearted]

[Chapter Six: Just the Beginning]

Taglist (commnt below saying you want to be added)

@ladynoiree @bambi-horror @or-was-it-just-a-dream @jakesullylvr @katies-reading-space @anangelwhodidntfall @ppetertinglee @gabithefanwriter @meet-me-backstage @laurgrace25

[americahasasuperstar]

Bake ‘Em A Cake

She couldn’t believe that she had to deal with yet another nosey neighbor. She had just got used to Bianca blasting music at all times of the night without a care in the world, and it was like God wanted to give her yet another challenge to deal with.

Bianca told her that the new neighbor they had came to her and told her to turn her music down. From the seems of it, he seemed to have enough sense to not be disruptive to the people in their small, very thin wall having, apartment building. She was wrong though. She could hear thump after thump above her as she tried to get some sleep for her next shift in 8 hours.

“Hello!”

She didn’t care if she was being a bitch by banging so loudly on his door when she could’ve easily been a normal person and knocked regularly. She kept pounding as hard as she could until the door finally open, and revealed something she did not expect. Her eyes widened slightly as she looked up and down at the man in front of her that was sweaty and shirtless and fine as fuck. She could’ve sworn she felt her heart skip a few beats but she quickly composed herself when she realized what had made her get out of the comfort of her bed and make her way to the floor above her.

“Can I help you?” He asked her. A bit of an attitude she heard. Fuck did he have an attitude for?

Nyla scoffed as she pushed past him, walking into his very empty apartment. “Your loud ass thumping ass footsteps are keeping me awake.” She told him, tossing him a mean look over her shoulder.

“Come on in I guess.” He muttered.

Nyla looked around the apartment, only seeing a couch and a small tv. No pictures. No decorations. No accent furniture. God, it lacked so much furniture that it made Nyla want to puke. She turned around to look at the man, looking him to and down which allowed her to realize that the apartment did fit him. He didn’t seem like the type to go all out. Still made it an ugly apartment though. Or maybe she was just judging too much.

“This isn’t what people mean by minimalism, just so you know.” She stated, taking it upon herself to sit down on the couch.

He closed the door behind her, walking over to her on the couch. “Can I help you with something?” He wondered. He didn’t seem to mind that much that a complete stranger had walked into his home without a care in the world.

“I don’t know if you’re tap dancing, or doing the cha-cha slide, or just being a dickhead up here… but you’re being loud.” Nyla told him.

“Oh my fault, I didn’t realize.” He said.

“Yeah, everything’s thin in this apartment. Including my patience.” Nyla snarked, standing up from the couch.

He stared at her as she stared right back at him. Though, their stares seemed to be holding two different emotions. Hers being one of irritation and anger while his was more of… a lust filled stare. Then she realized why he had that stare as he looked at her. Nyla looked down in

horror when she realized that she had come up to this strange man’s apartment with nothing covering her upper body but a tight tank top that really did her boobs a favor. Like damn, they really looked good if she did say so herself. But that wasn’t the point. Nyla crossed her arms as she took a step forward.

“I’m Donnie.”

“Your real name?” Nyla scoffed.

“Donnie ain’t real enough for you?” He asked.

Nyla sighed as she stared at her nails out of boredom. “Donovan? Donald? Stop me when I’m getting closer.” She said.

“Adonis.”

“Way cuter than anything I said.” Nyla hummed. “I’m Nyla Gaines; your very generous neighbor.” She said.

“Generous?” Adonis asked, raising an eyebrow as he chuckled.

“I’m not cursing your ass out for waking me up. Twice. Take that as nothing but generosity.” Nyla told him.

“I’m grateful for it.” Adonis said.

“Wise choice.”

Nyla brushed past him, making eye contact the entire time, as she walked towards the door, stopping when he touched her arm. “You right below me?”

“Apartment B7. Which is exactly why I could hear your footsteps jumping around.” She told him

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Adonis nodded.

“Mhm. See you around Adonis.” Nyla said. “Welcome to Philly by the way.”

“How you know I’m not from here?” Adonis asked her.

Nyla snorted as she opened the door, giving him a look over her shoulder as she said, “I know everything boo.”

┊┊┊✧ ⁺ ⁺ 　°

“I was so mean last night, Bi. I don’t like myself when I’m tired.” Nyla said, shaking her head in disbelief.

Nyla had a mini self crisis as she stood in her best friend, Bianca’s, apartment. She had woken up, fully rested after Adonis listened to what she had told him, and felt bad for the way that she handled his nosiness. She didn’t like being mean. It made her feel all… icky. So as a way to apologize for being an asshole, she had rushed to make Adonis a cake so he could have something to eat for the next few nights. Because he surely didn’t have much besides cereal in that wack ass apartment— totally not her judging though.

“He woke you up twice and you had work. If anything, I’m sure you weren’t mean enough.” Bianca scoffed.

“I know, I know, but still, I feel bad. Being a bitch isn’t the best first impression.” Nyla stated, carefully scraping the excess icing off of the cake.

Bianca looked at her friend as she walked into the kitchen, amusement written all over her face. “So… you’re made him a cake?” She asked.

“Duh ho!” Nyla said. “You think he’s home?” She wondered.

“He ain’t got no life from what I can tell. Just to the gym and back.” Bianca shrugged.

“Great!” Nyla chirped. “Cause it’s done and I need to have him like me immediately.”

“Why do you even care?”

“Everyone in this building likes me, and I can’t risk losing that achievement.” Nyla said as if it was obvious.

“You worry too much, girl.” Bianca chuckled.

“And you don’t worry enough.” Nyla remarked. “Now wish me luck.”

“Wear a condom.” Bianca said, waving her hand dismissively as she walked back to her piano.

Nyla snorted as she scooped up the cake pan in her hands, shaking her head in amusement. “Oh my God, you’re sick in the head.”

Nyla walked out of Bianca’s apartment, heading up to the floor that Adonis lived on. She really did hope he was home. It would be a waste of her time if he wasn’t, and she hated wasting her time. Thankfully though, when she knocked on his door— very gently compared to how she did the night before— he opened it almost instantly. Clearly he wasn’t doing nothing much with his time. Not that she was judging him for not having a job or anything. Totally not.

“Adonis.”

Adonis smirked as he took in Nyla’s appearance. He didn’t expect to see her at his apartment door again, especially if he wasn’t making any noise, but he wasn’t upset by the pleasant surprise. She looked good. Extremely good. Better than she did when he first saw her. She looked way more put together in the middle of the day than she did at 1 am. He would’ve been fine admiring her forever, like he was planing to, if she didn’t clear her throat to get his attention saying. He smacked himself mentally when he realized that he was staring, realizing that he probably seemed like some creepy ass dude.

“Nyla Gaines.” Adonis said, nodding at her.

A sort of her felt special that he remembered her last name as well, but then again, it was only last night. “About last night—“

“You cool,” Adonis said. She could see a ghost of a smile creeping onto his face as he looked at her cake. “That for me?” He asked her.

“Hope you like chocolate.” Nyla grinned, holding it out for him to take.

“Who don’t like chocolate?” Adonis scoffed.

Nyla snorted as he took the pan from her. “I knew I liked something you.” She smirked.

She turned around, prepared to head back to her apartment now that she apologized for her wrongs. But his voice stopped her before she could even take a step.

“Where you think you going?” He asked her, beckoning her over to him when she turned to look at him. “Come on in.”

[readinglistfics]

yes yes the little mermaid (2023) is good, but this is my hot take…

IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME!!!! not him!!!

what is more in line with starting pride month than longing for princess ariel?

you bet your ass im writing an ariel x f!reader!!!

😭😭😭

[halfrican-heat]

Famous (E. Jaeger)

A/N: Yeah, I'm high. Hello. This is inspired by Halle and DDG as well as Rapper!Eren that I have been seeing on this hellsite. Keep 'em coming cause y'all bussin' that shit down. I think I was also, more specifically, inspired by some tweet collages made by SOMEONE on this side of AOT but Make it Black™ Tumblr. PLEASE tag them if you know who I am talking 'bout-- I think Eren's tag was "EJTHEDON" in the pictures...

Chile, anyway. Read this story lmao.

Warning(s): Angst; Cursing, Descriptions of flashing lights, Inspired by real events/Fictionalization of real events; Interactive fic with links

Disclaimer: All costumes and face claims are indicative of style and aesthetic not body type. I believe anyone can wear anything they are comfortable with!

Pairing: Rapper!Eren Jaeger x Actress!Reader

The flashing of cameras and rapidly clicking shutters helped ground you to the moment. You shifted, moving your long braids to one shoulder, and flashed a dazzling smile to your left. Paparazzi called to you, begging for your gaze to land on them. Interviewers shouted questions that you could barely hear. You had already done your red carpet interviews, so many of the questions being thrown your way now were for tabloids to pick up some kind of gossip fodder. 

You shifted again, opting for an over the shoulder glance to your right with a more demure gaze. Your floor length gown was elegant and aquatic, giving the illusion that you stepped out of the ocean and brought the water along with you. Despite your calculated poses, however, the excitement radiated off you in waves. This was it for you. The culmination of years of hard-work and planning and dreaming-- it all led you to this moment. 

The world premiere of your first feature-length film. 

You truly felt like you were riding a current and a part of you never wanted the feeling to end. You took a moment, stepping away from the carpet and the cameras, so you could catch your breath. Your manager, standing calmly to the side, handed you your phone and a bottle of water. She looked pensive as you grinned widely at her, but you chalked her cautious stare up to nerves. This was a big night. 

You scrolled through your notifications, swiping them off the screen as you looked for text messages from your loved ones. Your twitter was blowing up but you assumed it was about the premiere. You responded to a message from your aunt (she wanted to know how much longer you had on the carpet) and another from your best friend before receiving two texts, back to back, from your publicist. 

From: Shae Burgess (7:46pm) Eren’s song just dropped. Handling media coverage right now.  From: Shae Burgess (7:46pm) Don’t answer any questions about the song. 

You schooled your features, being sure to maintain an easy going facade so that no one with a wayward camera could catch you slipping. Obviously, there was something going on that you weren’t privy to. Now the potential for the paps to catch an off-guard image, and use it to fuel their tabloid bullshit, was higher than ever. You casually handed your bottle back to your manager, smiling though it didn’t quite reach your eyes. 

“Angela, what the fuck is Shae talking about?” You whispered, quirking an eyebrow. 

You showed her your phone, your features looking amused and humorous. She matched your energy, putting on a casual smirk as she leaned over to whisper to you. 

“Stay focused. Don’t answer any questions about Eren,” She said simply, her voice low. “We’ll talk before the showing. I’ll meet you on the other side of the carpet”

She gently ushered you back to the carpet, stepping aside as you posed for the camera. You felt comfortable under the flashing lights, ignoring the shouting from the paparazzi. You took your time, shifting as needed, and making sure your angles were right. This time, however, you weren’t super excited to be standing on the carpet alone. On the outside you looked calm and collected but on the inside? You felt vulnerable and uncomfortable. Still, you pushed through and gave the camera a seemingly effortless performance. 

From the corner of your eye, you saw your co-star walking to the carpet. 

Relief flooded you instantly. You crossed to Armin Artlert, smiling wide as you embraced him. He was your rock during the filming process, so seeing him at that moment felt like a saving grace. He met your eyes, his own colored with a silent question as he took in the apprehension in yours. You shook your head minutely, embarrassed that he could read you so easily. After months of filming, however, that was to be expected. So, he simply took your hand and talked quietly with you as the cameras captured images of the two of you. 

The paps and interviewers went feral at the sight of your hands linked together. Questions about the nature of your relationship were thrown left and right but the two of you ignored them like pros. Armin was a godsend during the filming process and helped you navigate the ins and outs of the film industry with ease. He advocated for you when you didn’t know how to and helped you find your own voice throughout the process. There were seldom few people who would support a black woman in such a way.

Armin Artlet was a true friend and you were thankful for him. 

You gave him another hug, preparing to part ways. He gave your shoulders a reassuring squeeze and you promised to save him a seat inside. An escort met you halfway across the carpet, guiding you through the flashing lights toward your manager. As you reached her, one pap’s question reached your ears over the others.

“Is your relationship with your co-star the inspiration behind Eren’s Jaeger’s latest diss track?”

The question made your eye twitch as you resisted the urge to ask him what the fuck he meant by that. Thankfully, Angela was a quick mover and a quicker thinker. She grabbed your arm gently, ushering you off the carpet as she popped off at the reporter.

“I hope you’re enjoying your evening,” She said, with a saccharine sweet smile. 

The reporter grinned, nodding excitedly. Surely, she believed she would get some special information.

 “Very much so! First red carpet event.”

Angela nodded kindly before her smile fell entirely, her eyes sharp and piercing. 

“Consider it your last,” She said icily. 

She caught a glimpse of the reporter’s name tag. 

“Have a good night Stacey.” Angela said firmly, hustling you into the event space.

She found a secluded corner, away from prying eyes and sneaky cameramen. You took a deep breath, rubbing at your temples. 

“Angela, tell me what in the hell that was about,” You demanded, glancing over her shoulder. 

You tried to control your features because anyone could be watching you from anywhere- trying to capture you in a vulnerable position. Clearly, there was something going on that you were unaware of. It was imperative no one caught you off-guard- thus feeding the damn rumor mill. That was the last thing you needed at the moment.

But apparently your boyfriend was really showing his ass this time. 

Your relationship with Eren had been the source for tabloid and media gossip since the beginning. Many people didn’t like the two of you together, not understanding what drew you to one another. They had an idealized image of you in their heads- a princess or a primadonna that shouldn’t be around the likes of him. The people who loved you, or thought they did, felt that Eren was beneath you. They claimed he was using you for relevance. Your self-proclaimed internet aunties didn’t like the company he kept and the girls closer to your age were either quietly jealous or outright haters. 

 No matter who they were, however, they didn’t know Eren like you did. So, you went out of your way to ignore the harsh spin they put on your relationship. At the 8 month mark, you had hoped the drama would die down. But today was proving you wrong in so many ways. Hopefully, it wasn’t a repeat of that time Eren’s homegirl Sasha tried to drag the two of you into her drama with her baby daddy, Connie- another friend of Eren’s.

You didn’t even want to think about that at the moment.

But maybe…the fans were onto something if Angela’s hesitation told you anything.

She sighed, her eyes filled with concern as she handed you her phone. It was opened to Twitter and you frowned seeing Eren’s handle, recognizing his latest album cover as his profile pic.

You clicked the link, confused as to why he would be releasing a song today. He didn’t mention it on the facetime call you had that morning. He seemed normal enough, albeit a bit distracted. Why wouldn’t he mention that he was dropping a single? In fact, you hadn’t heard from Eren since that call. He usually always sent you pictures of him watching the news coverage of public appearances he couldn’t attend or sweet messages to encourage you. You frowned, biting your lip.

 The spotify app opened, the song immediately beginning to play. You lowered the volume, holding the phone to your ear. Angela shielded you with her body subtly, trying to give you some privacy. 

The lyrics reached your ears, mortification settling into your veins. 

Hardest thing I ever did was fall in love with a famous bitch

The song filtered through the speaker, his words feeling like a punch in the gut. He detailed his feelings toward you, verse after verse. He outlined all his insecurities, placing the majority of the blame on you and your career. He questioned your love for him, asking if the men you work with turn you on. He cast doubt on your fidelity and your professionalism bar after bar. 

You took a shaky breath, your eyes stinging as the last lyrics rang in your ear.

Just because they filmin’ it, it don’t mean it ain’t wrong.

You handed Angela’s phone to her, closing your eyes as you bit back tears.

“You okay, sweetheart?” She asked, her voice soft. Motherly. 

It made you flinch. You didn’t need her pity or concern but fuck all if Eren’s song didn’t strike a nerve. When that bum ass pap mentioned a diss track, you never thought it would be about you. Still, it was not the time to fall apart. Not on a day you dreamt about for years.

So, you sucked those tears up and looked at her firmly. 

“I’m fine. That weak-ass shit is irrelevant. Today is about this film, this cast and crew and months of effort,” You said, your voice strong. “Let’s get the fuck back to work.”

You straightened your spine, heels clacking as you walked into the theater with your head high. You sat with your aunt, Angela and Armin as you tried to push Eren out of your mind. The day was about you. If Eren couldn’t respect that, if your job was too much for him, then…oh well. You took another breath, pushing the thought from your mind. He didn’t deserve your time or energy at the moment. Eren Jaeger was not going to steal this moment from you.

Still, as the lights went low and the screen came to life, you couldn’t help but send a quick tweet before putting your phone away for the rest of the night. The petty bitch in you deserved a moment to breathe, did she not?

After all, you weren’t the one to be fucked with. Eren would find out soon enough.

[mvltisstuff]

i got you babe - j.h.k

summary: y/n worked the hardest she ever has on this new project, and she thinks jonah can’t make it to her premiere.

jonah hauer king x reader

a/n: I DID IT GUYS TAKE IT AND GO.

this movie had been the best, and also the most exhausting film y/n has ever acted in. she was working with one of the most important directors in a thriller movie. she knew the filming would take a toll, it required her to almost turn into her character, also carrying disturbing plot moments. she also knew this movie was the movie for her. the promotion was booming across the countries for her and it would likely be nominated for several awards due to the script and production.

she had invited everyone to the premiere. her best friends, her family, her boyfriends family, even her boyfriends cast mates. jonah was the most important person in her life. his career was finally starting to skyrocket. he filmed the little mermaid while y/n was also filming, and both of them were at a complete peak in their career. jonah had held her hand at every red carpet, and she held jonah’s on his. everything the other one did was only brought up with praise from the other.

the couple was laying in their bed on their sides, their legs tangled together as they admired the others features. y/n ran her hand through jonah’s soft hair, and his finger was gliding across her cheekbones. “you feeling ok about the premiere tomorrow?”

“i’m just gonna get it over with. i really wish you could be there,” y/n speaks softly in response.

“i know, darling,” he replies, sadly. “i would give anything to be there with you. you put blood, sweat, and tears into this movie and i so badly want to be there holding your hand. i’m so, so sorry love.”

“it’s alright, jonah,” y/n smiles to hopefully release some of his pity. “when it’s over, i’m coming right back home to you.”

she leaves a quick kiss on his lips, and jonah is unsatisfied. so, he leans in, deepening the kiss and rolling her on top of him. “i like the sound of that,” he says, his sweet accent swimming through his words.

y/n stepped onto the red carpet and was confronted with camera flashes and yells for her name. she could barely see a foot in front of her, immediately getting overwhelmed by the bright white lights poisoning her eyes. the release of the movie had already been stressful enough, she didn’t need more people screaming to get her attention.

the only person she wanted was jonah. he knew every single way to calm her down and whatever she needed to feel better. she knew the same for him, and she just wished he was here to help her. she just wants to feel his presence, his touch. however, jonah wasn’t there this time, and she had to help herself. so, she forced herself through to the end of the carpet, showing off her dress and putting on a fake beam for the photos that she’d probably see on twitter later.

she hid behind the large wall that concealed her from the photographers. she ran her hand over her hair, trying not to mess it up but desperately needing some pressure off of her. she figured she could have at least a minute alone with her thoughts, but her assistant had walked over to her again. “y/n! there’s someone here to see you, they’re being sent in now. they’ve requested for you.”

y/n sighs. it’s just more press or another interviewer to ask the same questions. she doesn’t want to sound ungrateful. the life she’s been given is beyond fulfilling, and she would never want to take it for granted. but right now, she just wants the arms of her boyfriend to hold her.

she walks around the carpet with blurry vision, trying to contain her tears to maintain her perfect makeup. she fans her eyes, dropping the fake smile and following her assistant to the person who suggested a meeting with her. the second she sees the tall man in front of her, she just wants to fly into his arms. so, she walks over to jonah faster and he starts walking too. he meets her halfway, letting her lean into him and allowing him to take some of the pressure.

“it’s ok, you’re alright,” he reassures, placing his hand on the back of her head as her face is buried into his chest. “i’m here, love.”

“how did you get here?” y/n asks, confused but relieved.

“i managed to move some things around. the producer told me you weren’t yourself, so i knew i had to be here. you’re forever my priority, y/n.”

“i love you so much,” she speaks, pulling away from him and kissing his cheek. “thank you, truly.”

“i wouldn’t chose to be anywhere but with you.”

“y/n!” the voice of her manager rolled in. “let’s start getting back out there.”

“can you come with me?” y/n asks, hoping jonah can hold her hand on the carpet.

“of course, darling,” he says, and they walk out together as y/n’s worries start to disintegrate with his touch.

[domxmarvel]

My little mermaid

Masterlist

Pairing:Ariel x Female!Reader

Prompt: 3 The lingering question kept me up 2AM, who do you love?

A/N: This might be a one off depending on if you guys want more,I just got really inspired while watching the movie. Also the Reader is the royal librarian and a childhood of prince Eric

Word had quickly spread around the castle about the new girl,you got to hear all about her before you even made it to the library. You had been the royal librarian for years,most people didn’t understand why you chose this life,especially those who knew you before. But you knew this is what you wanted,you wanted to spend your time learning more about everything around you. The door to the library was slightly ajar which you noticed immediately,slowly opening the door you didn’t see anything there. A few steps in you saw a girl you had never seen before,looking at the globe near the table.

“Hi” You said quietly but it still made her jump “Sorry,I didn’t mean to scare you. I’m Y/N,you must be the new girl” You tried to be as welcoming as possible but she didn’t say a thing,only gesturing to her neck. “You don’t speak?” She nodded,and you thought for a moment “Do you know how to write?” Her face lit up as she smiled and nodded. Leading her to the table,you sat her down,handing her a piece of paper and a quill. “Why don’t we just start with your name” Her handwriting was lovely as she wrote “Ariel,it’s beautiful” She smiled at you again,you felt your heart skip a beat when your eyes met. Dipping the quill she wrote ‘Can I ask you some questions?’ She looked really excited and you just couldn’t say no to her.

She asked several questions and you were in the library for hours answering all of them. Eventually she had asked about the kingdom and the village that was close by.

“Do you want to go see it tomorrow?” She nodded with no hesitation. You stretched out and stood up. “In that case we should get some sleep and head out tomorrow. I’ll walk you back to your room” You noticed her stumbling over her own feet so she held onto you all the way to her room. “Good night Ariel”

Thanks to some convincing Eric had someone take you and Ariel to the nearest village. The only price you had to pay was the teasing from him. “Someone likes the new girl”

“Says the one who’s looking for a mystery woman he only knows the voice of” But it was all in good fun,since you had been friends for years. In fact he was the one who got you your ‘job’ which you suspected was only so you could spend more time together. 

One of the palace workers dropped you off at the nearby village,you helped her down from the carriage and you swore you saw her cheeks turn slightly red. 

"I'll return at sundown to take you back to the castle" You turned around and immediately she was gone,you caught a glimpse of her as she disappeared into the crowd. The blue dress she wore helped you find her,she stood out like a beautiful shining star.

"Ariel" She stopped once you called her name,letting you run over to her. "Don't run off like that" You held her hand  "I don't want to lose you in this crowd" She seemed fascinated by everything she saw,looking around and turning her head as quickly as the wind. You had to admit her fascination was rather cute,she turned to face you and caught you as you were smiling at her,she smiled back. Her attention quickly turned away from you once she heard the music coming from the fountain. Immediately running off in that direction and dragging you behind her. You danced with her until the music stopped,pulling her closer just as the music faded. 

"Y/N!" The sudden call of your name made her let go and step back,letting you turn in the direction of whoever had called you. 

"William" He hugged you,squeezing you tightly,to the point where you were having a hard time breathing. "Will can't breathe" He let go of you,laughing off the awkwardness of the situation.

"Sorry,I just missed you. Ever since you left for the castle I hardly seen you" He pulled you away from Ariel and turned to whisper "who's the pretty girl? You like her or something?"

"What,no it's not-"

"You should see your face. So you do like her"

"Fine,just don't"

"Don't worry I would never" For some reason you doubted that. "You should sing something for her she's guaranteed to fall for you"

"No"

"What was that song,butterfly right?" He just wouldn't stop,the music started and he immediately pulled you up on the small stage. And despite your protests you still sung,Ariel's eyes were practically attached to you,sparkling more than all the stars in the night sky. As you sang your eyes never left hers,wishing you could be standing next to her. The music ended and you walked up to her,she clapped her hands and you playfully bowed.

"I have one more,for you" She pointed towards herself "Yes you" You laughed quietly. 

"All I can say is, I was enchanted to meet you

This night is sparkling, don't you let it go

I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home

I'll spend forever wondering if you knew

I was enchanted to meet you

The lingering question kept me up

2 AM, who do you love?

I wonder 'til I'm wide awake

And now I'm pacing back and forth

Wishing you were at my door

I'd open up and you would say, "Hey"

It was enchanting to meet you

All I know is, I was enchanted to meet you"

Your eyes were attached to hers through the whole song,she smiled at you. Her expression was soft,she was looking at you like you were the only person that mattered. "This is me praying that

This was the very first page

Not where the story line ends

My thoughts will echo your name

Until I see you again

These are the words I held back

As I was leaving too soon

I was enchanted to meet you

Please don't be in love with someone else

Please don't have somebody waiting on you

Please don't be in love with someone else

Please don't have somebody waiting on you"

You walked up to her as the song ended,she clapped for you again. "Let's go,there's so much more to do and see before the sunsets"

The town square was soon empty of people as you sat on the fountain,you were exhausted. She was quick for someone who seemed to trip over her own feet,she had pretty much dragged you to every stall. She was fascinated by almost everything,even watching you peel fruit,it was absolutely adorable. Her eyes followed your every move as you peeled and cut up the mangos you bought. 

"This year's mangos are even better than last year's" Her face lit up as she tried a piece. You were interrupted by one of the guards walking up to you,so he could take you back to the castle. 

You walked her back to her room,slowing down your pace to spend even more time with her. 

“I’ll see you in the morning,good night” Before you could turn away,she grabbed your hand,making you stop. “Is something wrong?” She seemed hesitant,but before you could say anything she kissed you. You were in shock to the point where you didn’t realize what was happening until it was over. Her expression quickly switched from happy to sad in seconds and she tried to pull away from you,but you quickly pulled her back. “Do that again” This time you kissed her back properly,your hands around her waist,pulling her closer. When you pulled away she had the biggest smile on her face,you let go of her and she gave you a small wave before walking into her room. 

***

Ever since she kissed you had been spacing out,your thoughts filled with her and when you'd kiss her again. You were so distracted that you didn't even know where you were going,only snapping out of your thoughts when something fell on your head and then the ground. It was a gold seashell necklace,you quickly looked up but didn't see where it could've possibly come from. You took it back to your room so you wouldn't lose it,putting it in your desk. But when you turned to leave you heard a sound coming from it,like singing. It was lovely and unlike anything you had ever heard. A sudden knock on your door made you drop the necklace back onto the desk,and tore your attention away. Opening your door you saw Ariel smiling at you as she gave you a small wave. 

"Good morning,Is there something you'd like to do today?" You asked but you could see her eyes darting to your room,looking around. She pushed you back gently and walked in,picking up the necklace and turning to you. "That,you wouldn't believe me if I told you it fell out of the sky onto my head" You laughed and so did she. What you didn't expect for her to crush it and a glowing blue orb to float back to her.

"Y/N" You froze at the sound of her voice

"Ariel,you can speak?"

"I have a lot to explain,but you need to tell me where you actually found this necklace"

"I wasn't lying,it fell on my head as I was walking through the garden"

"Y/N,sit down there's a lot I need to tell you" She explained everything from who she really was to how she ended up as a human and giving up her voice. "That's a lot to take in but thank you for telling me”

“So you don’t think I’m lying?”

“Well I just saw you regain your voice from a necklace so you being a mermaid is not as far fetched. Also” Her expression went from relaxed back to anxious before you finished your sentence “I have so many questions,what’s it like underwater? Are there more mermaids?”

“Yes,there are several kingdoms. In fact my sisters rule six of them” You traded questions back and forth,until the sunset. She rested her head on your shoulder as you answered one of her many questions,it was beautiful to see how mesmerized she was about everything. As you explained you felt the weight on your shoulder increase and turned to see her sleeping on your shoulder. Wrapping your arm around her and laying her down so her head was on your lap.

“Good night,my little mermaid”

[romanovaswebs]

there is something so,,, innately beautiful about her.

ariel reminds me of many things. of walking along the shoreline as the sun goes down, where it's just the sounds of the ocean. of giggling that only occurs between sisters. of candy that stains your mouth and tongue, yet you don't mind it all that much.

she's those types of hugs that fully envelope you, and you feel comforted with her hand on your back as her sweet voice rings in your ears.

halle is just. . . ethereal. we're so lucky to have her as ariel.

[yujibakugo]

PART OF YOUR WORLD. - CHAPTER ONE

summary: seira is a mermaid and every since she could, she always dreamed of being on the surface. her father told her all about humans and pirates how they’re horrible and better off under until she gets too close to a pirate ship and is lead by determination to be part of their world.

warnings: none for now i think

note: first post i’m so excited. this takes place in the east blue after they take down the fishmen and nami in with them. had this idea rewatching so now i have too. it’s like a little story in between in showing how seira (my oc) joined the crew. this is the animated series by the way.

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seira let out a giggle. pirates and their shipwrecks were sometimes brutal but she got amazing surface items. she looked around at the outside of the ship making sure she didn’t see anything swimming around, she moved to the wrecked ship looking through the opening.

before she could move in she was stopped by voice, “seira!”

she snapped and turned to see her friend poki rushing towards her using all eight legs to rush towards her, “be quiet, poki! we don’t want to attract attention.”

poki scoffed, “yeah, because a mermaid being by a PIRATE ship won’t be attention seeking.”

“how do you know it’s a pirate ship?” poki just glanced right behind d her bordly and seira turned to see their flag which consisted of a pirate hat coincidentally, “oh.”

“you would think the chiefs daughter would know that it’s forbidden to be this close to a ship wreck, let alone a pirate ship. you have to get ready for your sister’s send off.”

“she only moving two sea’s over. i doubt i’ll be missed.” she moved to the boat.

“your dad already thinks i’m the reason you get away with all this. please come so he doesn’t banish me or my mom.” poki complained. her mom is a cook at the palace which is how they both met.

“please, not even my dad would say goodbye to your mom’s food. but sure, i’ll come.”

poki then started leaving and seira took one last look at the ship before turning and following after her.

she never promised she wouldn’t come back later.

seira came back with her bag with all her new findings in it. she had a big smile on her face. she couldn’t help but keep a smile on her face. she entered her rock and stopped when she saw poki in the middle of the room.

“you went back to the ship didn’t you?”

seira just swam past her to the top where there was open space, “hey, i went to her send off. she’s on her way to be queen of whatever. said hi to all the people, i never said i wouldn’t go back.”

“your dad is going to be so angry.” poki whimpered. nobody liked the chief angry.

“my dad isn’t going to find out. and i’m tired of his vendetta with the surface people.” she looked up at the circle lighting up her cave, “there’s a whole world we don’t know up there.”

“we know there’s pirates up there. there’s some down here too if you didn’t remember.”

“it isn’t fair.” she fumed swimming around angrily, “everybody under 18 has never even been to the surface.”

“your dad wants to keep every body safe. a pirate did kill your-“ she stopped not wanting to bring up bad memories for her.

“it’s okay i never knew her." she softly sat down.

“it’s just my dad will never understand. i’m almost 20 and i never seen the sun. felt the heat.” she closed her eyes imagining how it would feel.

“i just don’t see how a world that makes such wonderful things could be so bad.” she said picking up an item. she didn’t know what it was but she loved it.

after seira saw a big ship go pass blocking her sun for a second. her face hardened. this is her one chance. to see the sun. to follow a ship that hasn’t been wrecked. now.

she immediately started swimming. poki looked shocked and yelled, “seira!”

she didn’t listen, she continued. she almost regretted it and stopped but she knew she needed to do this. she saw the light on their ship getting closer. she saw the water start to end she lifted her hand wanted to feel herself leave the sea below. that’s when she felt it. something hitting her face. she opened her eyes to around her where she felt something still on her face. almost like a current but not. she took a breath, it was different than water but she could still breath. this must be what humans call air.

she then remembered why she came to the surface and turned to see the ship started to leave her. she took a breath then moved back underwater to follow it quicker.

she then made it to the ship, she was shocked at how big it was when it was actually in motion. humans do live on them. she almost hesitated when she saw it was a pirate ship but then she heard laughing. she couldn’t help herself but to climb on the small boat attached to the side.

she got on the side as good as she could with her tail and looked on the boat. there wasn’t too many humans but this is a her first time ever seeing one. she looked at everyone of them closely. they were all men minus one woman. they looked so different from one another but she assumed they could be family.

their hair was flowing through the breeze of the air, one was doing something in his mouth. is that fire that she read about? but suddenly her eyes stopped at one person. the green haired boy who was leaning on something with his arms behind his head with his eyes closed. seira looked him over. he had on a blue shirt with his buttons opened. he had a sword next to him which seira assumed were big knives.

he had wraps around his torso, which means he might’ve gotten hurt. seira couldn’t help but notice his arms either. nobody around him had arms as big as those so he had to be the captain of the ship. her dad say’s the biggest pirate is usually the captain.

but this boy doesn’t look nearly as dangerous as her dad say’s. yes they might be pirates, but the group is laughing together, smiling, eating. they might just be friends.

“so nami, now that your officially with us where too exactly?”

“well don’t we need a doctor or musician like you said?”

musician.

so they do have those here. her culture was very rooted by music with all her people having siren songs. but they also sing every chance they get. every event. people on the street. every time somebody’s born and every time somebody dies there’s a song to be sang.

“i guess.” he said unsure.

“great, our captain doesn’t know our next move.” the yellow hair boy who is eating the fire spoke. so fire is safe to eat?

nami sighed, “let’s talk tomorrow. it’s getting too dark. i checked and there’s a island not to far from here. we could get a couple things before running around.”

forgetting their conversation she looked back over at the green hair boy still in his position who didn’t even move at everybody around his him raising his voice.

she was interrupted by the boat moving harshly. she let out a small gasp and usopp who was closest to that part snapped his head right before seira ducked her head to hide. she covered her mouth i. fear in making another noise. usopp looked for a couple seconds before he turned back to his friends.

the boat moved harshly again which caused them to look at where the ship was going and seira couldn’t help but look wide eyed. they were going into a storm.

seira heard them yelling, “nami, you navigated us into a storm!”

“that isn’t supposed to be here.”

“well you were wrong.”

“shut up!” a voice she haven’t heard. she looked at see the green haired boy who was now up, “we just have to get through it, we can’t turn the ship around anymore. get ready!”

seira knew she didn’t know about the storm because her dad made it. not exactly, but he prays to the sea spirits to sink boats who move by their empire, a lot. she knows they listen to him sometimes.

this whole situation became a disaster. when things started flying off the ship she quickly made her leave and jumped off the boat and back into the water.

seira looked at the boat from underwater scared at the end result. she didn't want another boat wreck.

it got worse and worse and seira didn't know how to help. she also had water control powers from her mom, but wasn't the best. and she doubt she would be able to control this much water around a whole ship in the middle of a storm.

zoro on the the surface made sure the crew were safe. in the process he managed to get booted of the surface. the crew yelled for him but were quickly knocked out by the last wave of the storm hitting the ship, slamming them into things effectively knocking them out.

she saw the ship move out of the storm but saw something fall into the water in the process. she saw it slowly fall as the ship left but didn't know what it was but swam towards it anyway. when she saw the green she knew it was the boy. she sped up towards him and grabbed arm and pulled him to the surface. she knew humans couldn't breath underwater.

when she got him there she made sure his mouth and nose were out so he could breath. she looked at his face, never had she been this close to a human. she slowly swam backwards towards the shop still holding him up looking at his face.

he's beautiful, she thought.

[no1mp3]

Bewitched • Part One

Description: Alex Turner x Actress! Reader

Being the current It Girl of Hollywood had it’s perks. New friends. An awesome (yet inconsistent) job. Invites to the coolest parties. And meeting lots of new people. One award ceremony to support your cast mate changes everything when you meet the Arctic Monkeys and it seems fate can’t keep you away from their lead singer. And after one kiss goodnight, you find yourself bewitched.

Word Count: 3,598

A/N: Hello to all those who read this! There is so much waffling on at the beginning to build into the relationship, and then kinda goes from there on. If the writing comes off poor, I am terribly sorry for that but school and sickness hates me apparently. Also there is not a set timeline for this series, as I don’t want to have to focus on where the Monkeys were and when yaddaya because that is just added stress. However, if I mention past relationships of Alex’s, I won’t refer to by name though it should be quite clear who is who based off descriptions. This is obviously inspired by Laufey’s song, Bewitched, being the first in a 4-parter series, and also takes direct lines from the song into this writing! I would love to know what you guys think, so please tell me your thoughts!! Thank you, and hopefully you enjoy xx

It was one of your favourite stories to plan in your mind when you were alone, trapped in the memories of the past. You weren’t confident on what point blurred the lines of friendship and romance, nor did you know why it took so long to completely forget about said lines. All you knew is that it did, and you had never been happier. While everyone knew that being the current It actress in Hollywood had severe cons obviously, they also knew that it definitely had several perks as well. One which came in the form of introductions to other celebrities – may that be through various award ceremonies, parties or red-carpet events. This particular night was for some stupid award ceremony that you were invited to in LA, one which you weren’t even nominated in a category for! However, your publicist told you it would be good for you to mingle with a new crowd and be there to support your peers. At first you were hesitant at putting yourself into the spotlight for no reason (you knew someone would take it out of context and you were simply waiting for the world of fame to turn against you) but when your cast mate for The Little Mermaid, Halle Bailey, said that she was going to be there you realised it would simply be fun if you tried. What’s the worst that could happen?! 

And so, you got ready when the night finally arrived; your make-up artist gossiping away about the rumoured guest list and how many new people you could meet while applying light shades of purple to your eyelids. After what felt like hours listening to possibilities, you were finally able to leave. You looked gorgeous; you always did when you worked with your LA team. When you met with Halle and her sister Chloe on the red carpet, the paparazzi were quick to note the matching themes to your two characters from the movie — Halle embracing her mermaid beauty for Ariel while you wore purples for Vanessa. Posing for cameras was fun when you had someone with you, and all the people shouting your name for a brief interaction all screamed as you blew them a kiss before going inside linked to Halle’s side while Chloe held onto your hand. Thankfully the host of the ceremony sat you three together, as if understanding that the cast mates and their plus-ones should belong together. You originally wondered why Jonah or Melissa had not accepted the invitation, and it wasn’t until the tables filled up that you understood why.  

You have been invited to a music award ceremony. Not an acting award ceremony, but music instead. It’s not like you mind, Hollywood knew of your admiration for musical talent in the industry and your undying support for it especially since working on the Disney live action musical. Yet, it just surprised you to be invited to such an event since you held no significance to it yourself. Perhaps that was why you were surprised when four men sat on the table aside the trio, all murmuring to themselves so that they weren’t overheard about their original topic. Introductions and some small talk later you discovered you were talking to the British band, Arctic Monkeys. They all seemed sweet, though their harsh English accents hard to understand to your posher one originally. While you tried to engage in their conversation, Halle and Chloe babbled along with the band about the music industry and their guesses for each category, you found it harder than normal. You simply sat there attempting to look like you understood, but it was evident it wasn’t true. 

The man sitting aside you who you knew was the lead singer of the band redirected his focus onto you, eyebrows furrowed as he asked, “What about you?” 

“What about me?” You responded hesitantly, looking confused. You hadn’t been completely paying attention to the conversation, and it appears that he had caught you. 

“What award are you nominated for?” Another member asked, longer hair than the lead and you remembered him as the guitarist. Something Cook, if your brain served you correctly. 

You cleared your throat, gracefully adjusting your hair with a manicured hand so it fell behind your shoulders just in case the camera snapped a photo of you, “I’m not nominated for any. Just here to support my girls.” 

Halle lent over and clutched your hand, squeezing it tightly as she let out a quiet squeal. You turn back to the band, smiling widely. And that was it, the first moment you ever met Alex Turner. Both of you had assumed that night would be the last because it was rare to meet other celebrities over and over if you weren’t fast friends. Having a conversation at the afterparty whenever you were in close proximity to one another, or him offering you a drag of his cigarette while you waited for the limo back to your flat being the full extent of your relationship. It wasn’t awkward, just simply as it was. Two people in the spotlight who met each other at some award ceremony. Nothing more. Nothing less. 

That was until you met him again in London. It had been maybe a month since your guys first meeting, but it seemed like whenever you went you heard the mentions of Arctic Monkeys. Maybe it was their new single on the radio, or your fans asking if you were friends because photos of the pair of you had been released after the award ceremony. Whatever it was, it wasn’t going away anytime soon and so when you met him again at another smallish award ceremony, you couldn’t help but joke about it. Conversation flowed easily and you assumed it was because you were both back in your home country, a sense of comfort allowing you to relax. You spoke to the band most of the award night as you were seated at their table again, and then one thing led to another, and you saw him again a week later. You didn’t overthink the situation with the man, simply viewing it as two people wanting to become friends. He could offer advice about dealing with fame due to how long he has been in the media, and you could ramble on about Hollywood and its issues for hours if needed. You just found it nice to be able to talk to someone who genuinely seemed interested in what you had to say. 

Yet it wasn’t like that at all. You don’t even remember mentioning work once aside from talking about cast mates, but you talked of them as if you were all old high school friends. You told him about funny moments with Jonah and Halle, or wardrobe malfunctions when you were at your school parties. He laughed at every story of your past, clearly amused with your life. He told you about his own memories with his band, people who he had been friends with since school. You weren’t too surprised there wasn’t much separation from his work and life – you were pretty sure he had been a big deal since he was a teenager. You somehow ended up Hyde Park, stopping at the closest dairy to grab food for yourself and the wildlife. You watched him grab a loaf of bread, stating it was for the ducks.  

“Bread is actually bad for the birds,” you told him, eyeing him carefully. Alex looked surprised at your words to which you responded with a knowing smile, “It’s better to give them frozen peas or natural-like.” 

“Is Y/N a duck fiend?” He quizzed, raising an eyebrow to show he was teasing you. 

You rolled your eyes, a small smile on your face, “I just care about the wildlife. I don’t want to know I was the reason a bunch of ducks died.” 

Alex shrugged his shoulders in agreement, leading you to the freezer section in hopes of a bag of peas. Sure enough there was one which you instantly took. Some fizzy drinks, snacks and ice cream, later you were sitting on a bench at the lake of Hyde Park. He handed you a small amount of peas, before throwing his own into the water to bring the birds to you. You watched peacefully as the ducks scurried to the frozen vegetable, gobbling it with their beaks quickly as if worried their friends would take it. They were basically right because it didn’t take much longer for the pigeons to arrive, landing awfully close to you two. Alex shuffled away from a bird that landed on the back of the bench, a pinch in his eyebrows as he held what looked like a staring contest with it. 

“Are you afraid of birds?” You asked, looking at him with interest. Alex turned to look at you with your teasing raised eyebrows, frowning as he shook his head, “Really? Because you’re basically on top of me trying to get away from a little pigeon. Why are you more worried of them than ducks?” 

“‘Cause ducks are polite. Pigeons would and do steal your food if they got the chance.” He grumbled. You laughed, shaking your head in disbelief as you returned to feeding the birds. Somehow you ended up standing, arms spread in a T pose with your palms flat and facing upwards with piles of peas in them. It took a few seconds, but pigeons flew their way onto your arms, their talons digging into your skin to keep a grip as they scoffed down the frozen peas originally meant for the ducks. Alex watched; his eyes filled with disgust but lips tugging into a small smile at the sight of you laughing at the feeling of the birds on your arms. 

When you returned to your seat aside Alex on the bench, he looked your red arms up and down, “That’s gross. The bacterium from their talons is all in your skin now.” 

You smile smugly, reaching into your tote bag to pull out a small bottle of clear gel-like liquid, “Good thing I carry hand sanitizer everywhere I go then.” 

You guys left each other just before dinner time, being together for nearly four hours just chatting about random topics. It was fun, you had to admit. That’s why when he asked to go out for dinner one night when you both weren’t too busy with work, you accepted it. One dinner led to another. Then another. Then dinner at his flat. Then dinner at yours. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what was going on, you knew it by the third time you two hung out. There was a feeling in your stomach whenever he laughed at your joke, or how you averted your gaze whenever you stared at one another too long. You felt bad about your feelings, just because of the media. What if it just made everything worse for both of your lives? Paparazzi had been following you two around every time you’re hanging, articles of a relationship blossoming being headlines on the Internet.  

It Girl Y/N Y/L/N Finally Belongs to Rockstar Icon, Alex Turner?! 

You had a fit when you read that, complaining to Halle about the lack of identity you got if you were in a relationship with him. It felt dehumanizing whenever it happened around your male friends, because you knew it wasn’t their fault yet deep down you couldn’t help but blame them for it. Damn Hollywood! Halle was polite in calming you down, telling you exactly what you needed to hear about the article which somehow only ended with you being coerced to spill your feelings on your friend. She said she predicted it from your first meeting, because according to his band mates Alex was never that chatty with strangers. You told her to shut up, but you were unable to contain your smile. Perhaps he felt the same way. Just maybe. 

That’s why when he was walking you home from a cute little dinner, you decided enough was enough. On the walk in the late London light, there was a moment where your hands made contact. Brief, but enough to shock you. A few dinners ago you would not have been this bold, but you knew you had to be brave or else nothing would happen. Giving credit to the moment, you decided to entwine your fingers with him — starting off with your pinkies linked. Alex turned to look at you in surprise, eyes wide and a worried you attempted to pull yourself away from him in fear you made a mistake. However, Alex held onto your hand before squeezing it as if to tell you he wanted this as well. His surprise turned into a smile, and your heart soared at the look of admiration. You tried to think straight, but it was like you were coming apart every second you spent around him. It was evident when you stopped in front of your flat, gazing at one another. After a second you whispered: 

“This is me.” 

“This is you.” Alex repeated in a murmur almost as if teasing the way you weren’t focused, yet he gazed at you fondly. Your heart hadn’t stopped racing, and in an effort to look cool you let go of his hand to start rummaging through the back pocket of your jeans for your flat keys. He lent against the hallway wall, head cocked to the side, “Y/N… Can I ask you a question?” 

You pulled out the keys, twirling it around your index finger as you focused your attention on the singer again, “What’s up?” 

He was silent, staring at you. You could see his overthinking by the pinch of his eyebrow, and the faint downward tug of the corners of his lips. That got you concerned. Perhaps you had overthought this. But if that was true, then he would not of held your hand this entire time. Okay… You were definitely the one overthinking this entire situation. Suddenly his face relaxed, as if content with what he was going to ask. 

“Can I kiss you?”  

The words hit you at full force. He spoke them so casually it was as if this was normal, that asking you to kiss was natural. Alex’s face had softened as he studied your surprise; the raise in your eyebrows and the quirk of your lips. You took your time to think over what to say, before you muttered a gentle, “Of course.” 

Alex moved forward with such speed that it almost felt like an attack when his lips caught yours, his hands cupping your cheeks. The world froze around you, but you responded with such enthusiasm that you heard him chuckle as you wrapped your arms around his neck to hold him closer. He tasted faintly of wine, you realised, perhaps the red wine he had at your dinner date. You could taste your shared breath, feel the thud of your combined heartbeat as Alex’s hands moved from your cheeks to rest on either side of your neck, his fingers ran through the hair on the nape of your neck. He realised that you fit into him like a glove, your kiss like the beating of a butterfly's wings, soft until it became addictive. He smelt of wine, spice and lust until it all spurred together in your head to form the dizzy scent of familiarity and comfort.  

And you knew then that you were completely bewitched by Alex Turner. 

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The first couple months of the relationship were utter bliss, naturally being the Honeymoon period. You both had decided to keep it private from everyone until you were secure with what was happening — and even then, there was no possibility that you were going to announce it to the world anytime soon. The paparazzi and reporters were simply holding onto rumours, not knowing how truthful they were but that was all they were going to get. Confirming the relationship was like adding a newborn into the situation, neither of you were prepared for that stress this early on. Halle was the first of your friends to learn of the update in your love life, squealing louder than you have ever heard. It made you giddy at the response. Apparently, the band had a less loud reaction to the news, according to Alex, but they were all excited to see you around more. That made you feel good, you had to admit, and it only made you feel better when they all sent you a text with congratulations and threats to Alex if he hurt you. 

Then there was Alex himself in those first months. You were quick to learn that his love language was physical touch and gift giving, something which contrasted to your acts of service and quality time. It was the small things that he did for you which started making you believe he was trying a new form of witchcraft. He was simply casting a spell on your heart, whether he knew it or not. Every note he left in the pocket of your jacket, or purse pouch when you weren’t looking, entrapped you to his comfort. You were utterly bewildered with the new feeling soaring through your chest as you read them over, a smile unable to leave your face. The time spent together only grew from random meals together to spending the night at each other’s flats watching your favourite movies in rotation, so it was fair – simply coexisting side by side with one another. 

Yet that honeymoon phase died suddenly, not because you grew out of the euphoric feelings but because life grew that messier. You had been worried endlessly about this happening, preparing yourself for the conversation but it didn’t make it any easier. When you went over to his place for the night, he murmured the information that the Arctic Monkeys were starting their tours in Oceania soon. You rolled over in the bed to face him, frowning slightly. 

“You could come with me Y/N, if you wanted too of course.” His words were so soft, his lips barely moving. If you weren’t so used to the tired mumbles of nonsense with his accent, you would not have been able to understand a word he said. Instead, it only made you feel sick at the idea of you being apart for the fear of the unknown change.

You sat up in the bed, leaning against the headboard as Alex redirected his heavy eyes to gaze up at you with confusion, “I have to go to LA for a modelling shoot and auditions.” 

Alex looked away for a brief moment, it hitting him like a train at what this meant. He reached out and grabbed your hand, entwining your fingers like you had done the first time. Bringing your hand to his lips, he placed delicate kisses on your skin in comfort, “It’s okay. We still have each other even if we are countries apart. Calling exists for a reason, right?” 

You knew he was right, but it didn’t stop you from overthinking the entire situation. It would be the first time the pair of you weren’t in the same country since starting this relationship, and you hated how dramatically you reacted to it when he fell asleep with his back to you. You had taken a walk to try and gain back some control you were losing, cursing at the moon as tears rolled down your face. It was like you were consumed by fire, fuming with every emotion but it worked in some way. It was some sort of release. When you returned to his flat, the kitchen light was on. He was sitting at the dining table, eating what looked like a bowl of cereal though he had stopped as you attempted to walk into the flat quietly. A sigh escaped his lips, and it took everything in you to not burst into tears again. The moon (and those who would have unfortunately heard your pleas late at night) had already listened to your fears, you did not feel the need to pressure Alex into the same conversation. 

Instead, he got up from the dining table and walked over, wrapping you in his arms. You held him around the waist, your cheek smooshed against his chest as you blinked away stray tears while looking at the bare wall. He placed a gentle kiss to the top of your head. You wanted to stay like this forever. Neither of you having to leave for your ridiculous jobs that had you missing him already. You knew it was a fantasy, but you hoped for nothing more. You stayed in his embrace for a couple of seconds, the pair of you lingering onto the feeling even though you had a week or so to fully say goodbye for the small period of time. You felt him lean down, his lips right against your ears as he whispered: 

“Keep me in your heart, m’kay?”  

Pulling away from the embrace to look up at him, resting your chin on his chest, you said nothing for a moment. His brown eyes were full of pure admiration, and the same bewildered feeling you got every second you were around him seemed to double in feeling. There was not much for you to say to the singer, so you murmured a ‘of course’ back before he led you back to the bedroom.  

And you knew then that not even distance could stop you from being bewitched by Alex Turner. 

[xblackreader]

[fandomnerd9602]

Ariel: if only I could view a little more of the surface world

Y/N swims by in their scuba gear...

Y/N: hello there

Ariel:

Y/N: you're beautiful

Ariel blushes and Y/N swims away...

Ariel quickly swims after them...

[writing-fanics]

. wild uncharted waters .

Prince Eric x Fem!Reader

  [Chapter Four: What His Heart Wants ]

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Gabriella smiled happily, as she handed a woman a bracelet that she wanted to buy from the stand. “Here you go, have a nice day.” She said, smiling as she took the change from the woman and placed it inside a box.

Letting out a sigh, she turned towards her little sister who sat there not even paying attention. Her smile faltered, as she looked at her little sister seeing her so upset. She wished, that their mother was still here she’d know what to do and say to help her feel better but she’s gone. Leaving, Gabriella to take care of her little sister even though she was grown she knew that her little sister still needed her. 

“Hey, cheer up.” She said, gently nudging her little sister.

“Just once, forget about him.” She said, trying to make her feel better, but [Y/n] just looked down at her hands. “Listen, I know what it feels like trust me.. It hurts so much,” Gabriella said, placing her hand on [Y/n]’s shoulder, “But as time moves on so do you,” She said, and reached down taking sister’s hand. 

“Now, I forbid you to think of him anymore today. Cause if you do, I won’t make your favorite food for dinner.” She said, causing a smile to grow across, [Y/n]’s lips. “Okay.” She said, looking towards her sister, smiling. 

As time went on the two of you sold more and more bracelets, and everything seemed alright until. [Y/n] looked up seeing, the girl from Eric’s study looking at the bracelets curiously. Picking one up and admiring it in awe, “Pretty isn’t it my sister Y/n, made all these by hand.” Gabriella said, causing her sister to look over at her embarrassed. 

“Sadly, I must’ve lost it during the wreck.” She said, looking at him sadly. “Oh, I’m sorry.” He said, and she shook her head, and looked up at him giving him a warm smile. Gabriella looked between the two, noticing the look of longing in their eyes as they briefly stared at each other. 

‘Just kiss already.’ 

Gabriella refrained from shouting as she looked back towards the girl, only to find that she had wandered off again. "Where'd she go?" she asked, to which Eric looked around and quickly reached into his pocket to pull out change. "It's okay, call it a gift," [Y/n] said, smiling at him. "Are you sure?" he asked, looking at her. She nodded in response.

As Eric went to find Ariel, Gabriella turned towards her sister, who was staring down at her lap, hands gripping her dress. She missed seeing her sister smile and laugh, as her smiles now seemed forced and her laughter hollow. While Eric walked away, he could've sworn he saw a single tear fall from [Y/n]'s eye.

“Okay, thats enough.” Gabriella said, looking over at her sister, “You, need to tell him your feelings.” She said, and [Y/n] looked at her and shook her head, “So what, you’re going to let yourself be miserable the rest of your life?” She asked, and her sister just looked at her confused. 

“Y/n, didn’t you see the way he was looking at you?” She asked, and her sister sighed in annoyance just wanting this day to end. Placing both hands on her shoulders, Gabriella started to shake her, “Listen to me! Stop this sulking nonsense tell him how you feel and if you don’t I swear to god. I’ll never forgive you.” She said, causing her sister to look at her annoyed. 

“Don’t make the same mistake I did.” She said, sadly. [Y/n] looked at her sister and sighed, “Alright.. Fine, I-I’ll tell him tonight.” [Y/n] said, looking at him causing her sister to smile. 

»»———-Later That Night———-««

She looked out at the ocean, hugging her knees to her chest. “What brings you out here?” A voice said, being her causing her to turn around and see Eric. “Thinking.” She said, turning back to look at the ocean once more. “You?” She asked as he sat down beside her, “Same thing.” He said, a smile grew across their lips as they turned to look at each other. 

She gently nudged him, “Well, we shall think together.” She said, and he looked at her. So the two talked about childhood memories on that beach, ones that were both funny and sad. Moments from the past couple of years they’d never forget. 

“Oh, how could I ever forget that.” She laughed, as the two reminisced on younger years long since passed. They stared at each other for a moment; before briefly looking away. “Ah, so favorite memory?” He asked, looking at her and she smiled warmly. 

“My sixteenth birthday, my favorite memory, that day I’d never forget it was the best day of my entire life. Dancing in the marketplace, going on a boat ride, and you giving me the necklace.” She said, looking at him, “Those moments I’ll never forget.” She said, and he smiled looking at her, “Me too.” He said, looking at her and making her heart skip a beat. 

‘Here we go.’ 

Taking a deep breath in as she finally worked up the courage, “Eric,” She said, and sighed looking away for a moment, to calm her nerves. Her heart was pounding against her chest as she fought to get the words out.

“I..have feelings for you.” She said, finally after so long it’s as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders.

But it wasn’t over yet, “I-I have for a while now, i love how kind and compassionate you’re. I also love your adventurous side and your love for the ocean.” She said, looking down at her hands her face bright red as she waited for him to say something.

 Silence fell around them and she bit her lip nervously, waiting for an answer. “I-I need some time to think,” He said, and she looked up at him. “Um, okay.” She said, standing to her feet, it wasn’t the answer she wanted to hear but it was better than him saying nothing.

 As she said goodbye and walked away, Eric was left alone on the beach lost in thought. He sat there, gazing out at the ocean, trying to process the fact that [Y/n] had just confessed her feelings for him.

This moment was overwhelming for Eric as he had been searching for the mystery girl, Ariel, for days, not realizing that she was right in front of him. On top of that, his best friend [Y/n] now also had feelings for him, which he had assumed were not mutual. Eric felt conflicted and unsure of what to do next. 

Although Eric couldn't deny his feelings for Ariel, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing. His connection with Ariel was based on their mutual interests, but his bond with [Y/n] was much deeper, having grown up together and gone on countless voyages.

They explored the sea and discovered new islands together, building a lifetime of memories. Despite his realization that his heart truly yearned for [Y/n], who was currently moving away from him, he didn't hesitate to stand up and follow her.

“Ah, ah Ah, ah Ah, ah” 

Eric followed the voice, for a bit until he stopped by some jagged rocks by the shore. Just as he was about to turn back, he noticed someone in the corner of his eye. Sitting on one of the rocks, in the water, he turned towards her and she turned to look back at him. As they stared at each other, she smiled as a hint of gold glowed in his eyes

[itzharmonii]

Listen.. I saw the little mermaid

What if I made an attempt to write a Avatar Way of water reader or Oc insert who is similar to Ariel. Since I've seen ppl say Tsireya is similar to Moana. The character would go beyond the reef and even close to jungle areas to find human objects from brushes to telescopes if she was Metkyiana or If she was from the jungle she'd be from a nearby tribe of the Omatakya who goes through old fallen planes, shacks and more and ends up running into Lo'ak or neteyam. Im leaning more towards her being Metkyiana.

[mvltisstuff]

can I request a jonah hauer king fic where they're both famous and can't spend a lot of time w each other, angst to fluff?

you’re losing me - j.h.k

summary: request

jonah hauer king x reader

a/n: and i wouldn’t marry me either 😁 a pathological people pleaser 😁

“i don’t think i can make it on friday, darling,” jonah says, his sullen voice through y/n’s speakerphone. she could almost predict that was what he was going to say. it’s almost been one night a week together, despite the years of a relationship.

due to the little mermaid release, jonah’s career has been at an all-time high. y/n’s never felt prouder of a person before, let alone the man that she loves. this is all she’s wanted for him, his dreams to come true and it’s finally happening. every time she sees him on that screen, or on that carpet, her heart is flooded with love.

“are you sure?” she questions, the sound of defeat seeping through her words.

“i have the premiere, and i’m going to be doing press with halle as well,” he adds, only to confirm that he cannot make it to y/n’s show. y/n swears she can hear her heart crumble in her chest, hearing the muffled crack of glass.

“ok,” she tells him, simply but leaving it at that.

“i’m sorry, love, i don’t make my schedule though.”

“i know, it’s just you haven’t been to a single show for this tour. and i’m playing in london this weekend.”

“i get that, it just happened to fall on a terrible weekend. i tried to negotiate it but it doesn’t work that way. i’m so sorry, y/n.”

“you don’t have to apologize,” y/n replies, trying not to let any sass or hurt come through the phone. “i really wanted you to be there.”

“y/n, i don’t know what you want me to do. i wish you could be at the premieres, but you have your tour to worry about.”

“i don’t need you to do anything, baby,” she rubs her eyes with her fingers, letting them rest on her face. “and i’ve tried to make it to the events, i swear. im just glad i even made it to the ones i got to go to.”

“it just makes me feel bad, i don’t want you to think i haven’t been there for you.”

“that’s the complete opposite, jonah. i know you support me, and i want you to know that im here for you, even if im not there physically.”

“i love you, y/n. i have to go shoot for a bit, but i’ll call you tonight?”

“i love you, too,” she tells him, leaving just the sound of a kiss through the phone. she throws it back down on the bed, laying on her side and pretending his arms were around her.

it’s never easy being separated from someone you’ve grown so close to. both of their careers have skyrocketed, but their naïvety never realized how difficult it can be to have love and fame.

so, when y/n closed her eyes that night, she simply dreamed of jonah being next to her.

the friday came too quickly around the corner, still no signs that jonah would be able to attend. before changing into her concert outfit, she spoke through her several mics, asking if jonah had said anything, but alas, there were barely any messages. until right before she went on stage, she got a few words from her assistant.

“hey, jonah texted to say good luck, and that he’s sorry.”

y/n could only nod, not wanting her upset to come across as clear to her fans. she never realized how one small thing could ruin the magic of a night. however, she painted a bright smile onto her mouth, her bright beam soon being revealed onto the massive screens around the stadium.

she forced herself to sing through each of her songs for the tour, the thrilling fans in her ears. she never gets tired of seeing the people who come here just for her, but if she’s being honest, she’s tired of missing jonah.

when the lights went dark at the end of each set, her cheeks were finally relieved of the fraudulent grin on her face.

the show finally came to an end, the encore being finished and the fans starting to disperse. y/n slipped on a jacket over her sparkly costume, and followed her crew out to her area to get unready. she just wanted to go home and be able to be held by jonah, but then she was confronted that home would just be another lonesome place without him.

she walked with a lack of pep to her room, connecting her warm palm to the cool metal of the doorknob. she opened the door slowly, only to see jonah’s handsome figure on the couch in her room.

“that might’ve been my favorite performance yet,” he smiles, sitting up from the back of the couch. y/n releases a breath she didn’t know she was holding, rushing over to let herself fall into his arms on the couch. the exhaustion from the show tonight started to really take over her body, but it still couldn’t outweigh the feeling of joy that she gained from seeing jonah.

“how did you get here?” she asks, gleefully.

“i pushed a few things around, i left a little early.” he informs her, leaning over to kiss her cheek as she sits and places her head on his shoulder. “you planned this showtime for me, and i didn’t even think about it.”

“you’re here, and you have no fucking idea how much that means to me,” y/n connects her lips with his, letting the kiss come together perfectly. she can taste the faint champagne on his lips, seeing a photo of him drinking it with cast mates earlier. the comforting smell of his strong cologne filled her nose. even after running around a stage, with imperfect makeup, y/n still looked like N angel in jonah’s eyes.

“let’s go home, love,” he gleams against her lips, getting the same bewitching grin that he adores in return.