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megalony · 11 months

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Miss Me

This is my first Eric imagine from The Little Mermaid, I hope you all enjoy it and any Eric requests would be amazing.

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Summary: After coming home from a long voyage, Eric finds (Y/n) back in her old habit of sleep walking.

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A bolt of lightning scraped through the sky and sent crackles of white light through the room. And when the thunder started, everything in the room began to rattle. The brush on the dressing table collided with the floor, the drapes in front of the curtains whistled into the room and the bedframe shook from side to side.

Eric's head shot up from the pillow and his foot which had been hanging off the side of the bed, crashed against the floor.

For a brief moment, Eric wondered where he was. A shiver ran down his spine when a warm breeze drifted through the open balcony doors. Oh God, was the ship colliding with harsh waters? Did he need to be on the main deck with the crew? They weren't going to capsize again, were they?

It took a lot longer than it should have for him to realise he was in his bed in the castle. The floor wasn't moving with uneven seas beneath him, he wasn't squished into a small cabin bed and rain wasn't pouring in through a window that never closed.

He was safe in his bed that was firmly on the floor that had no risk of moving or capsizing beneath him.

The sound of the rain never made Eric feel at ease, it had the opposite affect on him because the rain was a bad sign whenever he was at sea. It signalled an oncoming storm and any kind of storm, small or large as a hurricane, was not an easy task to deal with. Even when he was at home safely tucked away in bed under his mother's watchful eye, storms always made Eric's heart bleed for anyone still out on the waves.

Letting his head flop back down to the pillow, Eric waited a few seconds for his heart to calm down before he moved his arm and stretched it out in front of him. He expected his arm to coil over (Y/n) but his limb fell down to the bed, empty-handed.

Where was she?

His eyes shot open and he moved his hand across the bed, scouring around for her but she wasn't with him. She had been there when he went to sleep, he had fallen asleep with her head on his chest listening to the lulling sound of his heart. That was how they always fell asleep when he was back from a voyage.

When another clap of thunder ricketed through the room, Eric got out of bed with a hand brushing his tangled curls out of his eyes. He wouldn't be able to settle to sleep again until he had (Y/n) by his side.

The open curtains provided enough light for Eric to find his shirt that had been thrown on the floor in his earlier haste to strip down to his boxer shorts. He didn't bother doing the buttons, letting the material hang loosely over his shoulders so he looked a little more presentable for a midnight stroll around the castle to find his beloved. He had to see where she was or his mind wouldn't let him rest and it was clear she wasn't in the bathroom because there was no light on in the adjoining room.

It was a relief to find there were still candles burning down to the last stub of wax in the hallway when he stepped out of his chamber. Eric knew this place like the back of his hand but it was no easy task treking round in the dark.

He wasn't sure where he should be looking, it was late into the night with a storm raging outside, what would (Y/n) be doing at this time?

Cold spikes seeped up into the soles of his bare feet when he walked down the hallway, across the slightly damp stone floor that collected the cold like Eric collected his treasures. But the further away from his chamber that he got, the more alert and panicked he began to feel. Would he have to search around the whole castle to find (Y/n)? What would he do if he didn't find her? Maybe he would have to wake Grimsby or God forbid, his mother, and ask for their help.

His steps were light and calculated as he hurried down the stairs and turned left, making his first point of call the kitchen. It seemed the likeliest option that (Y/n) had gone wandering for a drink or a midnight snack.

But when he peered into the vast kitchen, there wasn't one single candle or burner lit up anywhere, the room was cascaded in darkness. No (Y/n). He wasn't sure where to go next.

As he began to backtrack down the corridor, a strike of thunder shrieked down the corridor and a tremor coursed through Eric when something dawned on him. What if (Y/n) was sleepwalking? It had been months since Eric had even thought about (Y/n) wandering off in her sleep, it hadn't happened in so long. Then again, he had been away on a two-month journey and had only come back just last week. She could have started up again during that time and not told him. He knew she didn't like to worry him.

His wild eyes darted right to left, wondering whether he should head back upstairs and keep searching or if he should brave the treaturous weather in case his lover had wandered outside. Surely (Y/n) wouldn't have gone outside in such weather, asleep or not. He had never found her wandering outside, but they had been down to the beach a lot this week since Eric came home.

The mere thought of (Y/n) wandering outside during the storm- wearing very little with no shoes on her feet and no comprehension of what she was doing, made bile rise up in his throat.

"No, no no."

Eric began to shake his head but he found himself wandering towards the castle doors rather than the stairs. Instinct was telling him that if she was outside, he needed to find her sooner rather than later. No one else would know if she was out there or not and wasting time searching the castle could mean she could fall, succumb to any sort of cold or illness out there alone or get taken by the vicious waves.

He almost felt like bursting into tears with how many awful possibilities were coming to mind.

Eric had found (Y/n) in various places when she used to sleepwalk a lot in the past. When they first became lovers he would sneak her into his chambers so his mother wouldn't find out and he had searched everywhere in the castle at four in the morning. Only to find (Y/n) on the brink of entering Grimsby's room wearing nothing but Eric's button up shirt.

Another time, he had woken up just as she got off the bed and was aiming to go out onto the balcony until Eric gently turned her round and guided her back to bed. The only other few times she had wandered, Eric had been seconds behind her, darting down the corridor to spin her round or carry her back to bed. And a few of those times, he had been stark naked, running up to his girl while praying no one was out and about to see him in all his glory.

"Sir, your highness?"

Eric spun away from the door so fast his eyes rattled in his head and he lost his balance and composure.

Looking up through the dimly lit hallway, his eyes narrowed when he caught sight of who was timidly talking to him. It was a maid, someone he regretfully didn't know by name or even by her face. She had a gown pulled tightly around her night clothes and a candle in her hand like she had been disturbed in her sleep.

"Yes?"

"It's your lady, sir. She's... she's trying to get into your study, but she's not saying anything."

A wave of relief knocked the wind out of Eric and sent him tumbling on his back foot, bracing himself on a pillar as he tried to get the blood rushing back to his head. He had been two seconds away from running out into the rain to find (Y/n) and she was safely inside all along. She wasn't at risk of being swept away by the sea or falling ill from the cold and rain.

His legs turned to jelly when he wobbled up the stairs to meet the young girl at the top of the stairs.

"Thank you, I'll take her back to our chamber, you can go back and rest. Thank you again." He rested his hand on her shoulder for a second of appreciation before he turned and propelled himself up the next set of stairs.

The cold floor beneath his feet didn't bother him anymore and the sound of the rain and distant thunder didn't even reach Eric's ears. All he could hear was the thrumming of his heart and the blood rushing around in his head.

Why did his study have to be so far away from his room?

It felt like it took longer than usual to finally reach the corridor of his study and when he did, his eyes found his girl immediately. The closer Eric got, the quicker his heart began to beat in his chest. The maid had been right, (Y/n) was indeed trying to get into Eric's study which he always kept locked out of nervous habit.

(Y/n) had one hand around the door handle, jiggling and twisting it to try and see if it would budge; it would not. She was still in the same nightgown she had been wearing when Eric closed his eyes to sleep and she looked a mix between angelic and dangerous with her hair loose around her shoulders.

Eric found himself freezing in his fast pace when a thud clattered down the corridor. He watched in slight confusion as (Y/n) suddenly tilted her head forward into the door like she was trying to push it open with her head. She took a step back before tipping her head down again and letting all of her body lean onto the door with another bang.

He had seen her walk, run and sometimes even talk in her sleep, but Eric had never seen (Y/n) do this before.

When she did it again, Eric jogged the small distance between them and stood at (Y/n)'s side. He reached his hand out and carefully pressed his palm against her temple so that when she leaned forward again, she wouldn't hurt herself. His arm tensed and tingled when his hand smacked against the door and (Y/n)'s head but he paid no mind to the inconvenience it caused.

"Alright my love, back to bed now."

With his hand still hovering on her temple and his other arm secured around her hips, Eric carefully turned (Y/n) to the side and shuffled her a few feet away so she had to let go of the door handle.

"That's it sweetheart, off we go. It's far too late to be going to the study now." Eric hovered his lips over (Y/n)'s ear before he leaned down to kiss her neck. His chest pressed up to her back and his hand moved from her head, down her arm until he could entwine their fingers together.

"I miss Eric,"

For a brief moment, Eric paused wondering if (Y/n) had woken up already. His eyes cast down to look at the girl in his arms, her eyes were open and staring up at him but it was like she was seeing through him and her expression was blank. She was still fast asleep. The softest smile moulded onto his lips and his eyes creased at the corners as a blush danced up his neck and dotted his cheeks.

Had she been sleepwalking into his study while he'd been away?

"I'm back now sweetheart, you don't have to miss me anymore." There was no need for (Y/n) to yearn for him any longer, he had come home to her, like always.

It took some effort for him to get (Y/n) moving in the opposite direction, it was like her body felt a magnetic pull towards his study and he could feel her turning like she was about to bolt and go back to the room again. But as he let her weight lean on his chest and cocooned his arm all the way around her waist, (Y/n) eased into him. Her head slowly lowered back into the crook of his neck and she let Eric nudge her forward.

As they finally got back towards their chambers, Eric could feel (Y/n) slowing down against him until she wasn't lifting her feet anymore and she was barely shuffling across the stone floor.

He reacted quicker than his mind could comprehend, when (Y/n) slumped against his chest, Eric tightened his arms around her. Bending his knees, he slipped his arm beneath her legs and slowly hoisted her up into his arms, leaning her weight back into his chest. (Y/n)'s head fell on his shoulder and when Eric looked down upon her, something settled inside of him when he saw her eyes were finally closed. She had drifted back to sleep.

With (Y/n) in his arms, Eric gently nudged the door shut behind him with his foot before he approached the bed. His knees pushed into the soft mattress and he lowered his arms down until he had (Y/n) carefully laid down in bed again.

Even with the doors wide open adn the curtains apart, the breeze from the storm was as warm as sunlight. He kicked the covers down to the end of the bed and stripped his shirt before he laid down beside (Y/n).

This time when his arm stretched out, it found what it was looking for and deadlocked around (Y/n)'s waist. He nuzzled his face into the back of (Y/n)'s neck and sighed, content with her scent overwhelming his senses and her hand clamping down around his wrist as if to make sure he didn't move.

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The sunlight streaming into the room burned through (Y/n)'s eyelids and when she dared to crack her eyes open, she couldn't see anything for squinting hard at the brightness. Her eyes closed again and she tipped her head down until she felt a hard chest in front of her.

She could feel herself beginning to wake up when she nuzzled her face into the smooth bare chest in front of her. And her hands moved until one palm was pressed against said chest and her other arm was coiled over Eric's hip.

Their legs were tangled together like knots and (Y/n) could feel one of Eric's arms was beneath her neck and his other hand was pressed to the small of her back.

She knew he was awake when a kiss was pressed into her hair.

"Morning,"

"Good morning, sweetheart." Eric made no attempt to move, he buried his face in (Y/n)'s hair and nudged his leg further between her thighs, noticing how her breaths were tickling his stomach.

"I've got a headache," (Y/n) mumbled the words more to herself than to Eric but he heard her nonetheless.

She could feel a shiver riveting through Eric when she kissed his chest over his heart and his heartbeat flooded through his skin and pulsed through (Y/n). It wasn't always usual to find Eric tangled around her. They fell asleep in a mess of limbs and kisses and tight embraces but they usually tossed and turned through the night and woke up with only one part of them touching. Whether that was their hands entwined, their feet touching or a leg tossed over the other. But this was a lovely surprise.

"Ahh, I'm afraid you were sleepwalking last night, you were trying to get into my study but it was locked. Were you doing that a lot while I was away?" Eric's voice was tentative and gentle, he didn't want to embarrass (Y/n) or upset her but he was curious all the same.

He could practically feel (Y/n) heating up and blushing against him when she buried her face into his chest until he was sure she was going to smother herself.

"I did wake up once or twice in the study,"

When Eric went on his voyage, he left the key to the study with (Y/n) because he knew his treasure trove enthralled her just as much as it did him. He hoped all of his artifacts would keep her busy and stop her from feeling as lonely while he was away. It had done the trick most of the time, (Y/n) had studied his maps, polished his artefacts and catalogued a lot of things.

But on quite a few nights, (Y/n) had woken up in his study. She woke up sitting in his chair with one of his blazers in her arms or she fell asleep on the rug. One night she had sleepwalked to the study but didn't take the key with her and she woke up in the morning laying in the corridor wondering where she was.

"I'm not leaving you again, my love. You don't need to wander any more."

Eric had spent the rest of the night with his arm around (Y/n) so that if she moved, she would wake him and he could reassure himself he would catch her if she wandered off again. It kept his mind at rest for the duration of the night. (Y/n) didn't have to worry anymore, he was home and he wasn't going to leave her alone for a long, long time.

Her mind didn't have to wander during the night to try and be close to him because he wasn't going anywhere.

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multifandomsimagine · 10 months

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Imagine Eric preparing the nursery for your baby

With a relieved sigh, you shut off the sink and lightly shake your hands before reaching over to the hand towel you have hanging on a nearby railing to dry your hands. Resting against the sink, you stare out the window and admire the view. The darkened sky emphasizes the soft white glow of the moon and the stars that illuminate the night sky alongside the lit lantern at your side.

"Bean," You say, hanging the towel back on its railing and holding a hand to your stomach. "I love you but please stop kicking my bladder. Your mother would like to sleep through the night." You feel a kick underneath your palm and let out a chuckle. "I thought not."

You waddle out of the bathroom, intent on going back to the bedroom, and try to catch up on sleep when you spot a faint glow coming from underneath a closed door. Confused, you slowly make your way to the door, hearing movement coming from the room as you got closer. Upon reaching the room, you move for the doorknob and turn the handle, pushing the door open. You spot Eric kneeling in the middle of the room, where he was using a screwdriver to secure a screw onto the crib. "What are you doing?"

Eric looks up, surprise written on his face. He sets down the pieces and hurries to stand, making his way to you. Reaching you, he gives you a look over before holding your hands. "What are you doing up?" He asks, gently scolding you. "You should be sleeping; the doctor said you need as much rest as you can get."

You glance down to your stomach. "Tell that to Bean. I had to go to the bathroom due to all their kicking."

He shakes his head with a laugh. Kneeling down, he places a hand on your stomach and rubs a small circle on your belly before kissing it. "Bean, you have to let your mother sleep." Unlike before, Bean makes no movement, seemingly following their father's words and he presses another kiss to your stomach.

With a smile, you raise a hand and cup his face, your thumb brushing against the apple of his cheek. He leans into your touch, eyes closing as he enjoys the motion. Your hand trails down to his jaw, your fingers moving against the slight stubble before two fingers rest under his chin as you tilt his head up. "Now what are you doing up?" You ask him. He languidly opens his eyes, his lovestruck gaze meeting yours. "You need to get some rest too."

"I couldn't fall asleep and I didn't want to wake you with my moving so I decided to do something productive with my time." With a reluctant sigh, Eric stands up and motions to the crib. Taking your hand, you both walk toward the wooden object. Your fingers move along the edge of the crib as you take in the bed. "I'm almost done setting it up. I just need to screw in a few more screws and then it will be ready for Bean."

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cantstoptheimagines · 11 months

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Seafoam Hue (Prince Eric | The Little Mermaid)

Summary — Eric realizes he’s fallen in love with a local historian.

Warnings and Other Tags ➳ Fluff; literally just Eric admiring the Reader in every sense of the word; a reference or two to Tangled (not a crossover though).

Notes ➳ Word Count is 761. ➳ Reader is gender neutral (they/them).

Eric’s eyes stared across the marketplace. The flurry of colorful fabrics and the sound of music, both of which he would usually pause to admire, had no power against his pounding heart.

In his hands, he held a rolled up piece of parchment. He, along with his crew, had just returned home from yet another adventure on the open seas. With them, they had brought back a host of treasures and discoveries from other kingdoms.

His boots dug into the sand with every step he took towards a small beach house. His sun-kissed skin glowed in the warm summer air. Having not even gone to visit his mother since his return, much to Grimsby’s chagrin, he still smelled heavily of sea salt and driftwood.

He admired the fresh flowers that grew around the beach house. Bursts of pinks and oranges, along with other shades of a setting sun, brought a smile to his face.

Pushing open the door, he gazed around the main room of the house. It was empty of people, but still filled with life by objects from distant shoes. Fine silks and other fabrics, gemstones, paintings, and other wonders of the world decorated the house’s interior.

To anyone else, it may have appeared like the place needed a decent cleaning. To Eric, however, it was a treasure trove of items waiting to be studied and admired.

Instead of venturing further into the collection, Eric turned and quietly entered another door that led into a much cozier atmosphere. The new room was slightly smaller than the last.

His eyes first came upon an unmade bed, blankets thrown about haphazardly. There was also a desk that was littered in writing materials as well as a few gemstones.

On the other side was a small kitchen and dining area. In a pot, stew was being prepared. Steam was billowing out an open window, mingling and disappearing into the soft breeze of summer.

But what really caught Eric’s eye was you.

Another door within the room, which led outside into a beautiful garden of flowers, vines, and trees, was left open. You sat just outside the threshold, unaware you had a visitor.

A book rested in your palms. Eric could tell you were enthralled by whatever its contents were. Hopefully you would feel the same about the rolled parchment within his grasp.

You looked up, startled by a sudden call of your name. Once your eyes met those of Eric, however, your expression burst into a wide grin. The book was quickly placed aside and you rose to greet him.

“You’re back!”

“With a gift,” he smiled, holding out the parchment. “I had it created for you when we visited one of the coastal kingdoms.”

Eric watched with anticipation as you quickly unraveled the parchment. The quiet gasp that escaped you and the way your eyes brightened made his heart race.

His smile widened, “I assume you like it then?”

“Like it?” you asked, finally meeting his gaze. “Eric, I love it! Thank you!”

On the parchment was a painting, filled with hues of violet, pink, and blue to create a midnight sky. Specks of yellow and orange lit up the night in a stream of glowing lanterns over a shimmering ocean. In the background was a kingdom with a large castle at its center. The work was completed with both the artist’s signature and the kingdom’s name in the corner.

“We made some trades at another kingdom’s ports,” said Eric. “They were holding an annual lantern festival for their princess, who had recently returned home. I thought you might appreciate the beauty of their customs, even if you weren’t there to see the festival for yourself, so I had this commissioned for you before we left. I suspected you’d enjoy adding it to your archives.”

Eric’s eyes softened at the smile on your face. The way your eyes lit up as your fingertips gently traced over the painting’s edges sent butterflies fluttering through his stomach.

With nothing but the sounds of distant gulls calling and waves softly crashing onto the shore, Eric lost himself in his thoughts. Unable to contain himself, he placed a hand on your shoulder to bring your attention to him.

Eyes meeting, you could sense the new tension in the air. You allowed Eric to shift closer, his hands softly caressing the skin of your cheeks. You admired the seafoam hue of his eyes, which now emitted the flurry of emotions he had been feeling since the day he met you.

“I missed you so very much.”

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domxmarvel · 10 months

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My little mermaid

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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.

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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”

#ariel x reader #the little mermaid x reader #the little mermaid imagine #the little mermaid fanfic #ariel x female reader #the little mermaid live action #the little mermaid 2023 #halle bailey ariel

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ssadumba55 · 1 year

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Masterlist: Walt Disney Animated Pictures (Pt. 1)

All my writing for Peter Pan, Aladdin, Beauty and the Beast, The Little Mermaid, A Goofy Movie, Hercules, Mulan, Tarzan, Emperor's New Groove, Atlantis: The Lost Empire and Wish will be linked here!

Imagines full one shots with your favourite Disney characters

PETER PAN

Peter Pan Neverland (Gender Neutral Reader)

ALADDIN

Aladdin The Palace (Gender Neutral Reader)

Genie Piano (Gender Neutral Reader)

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

Nothing Yet

THE LITTLE MERMAID

Ariel Muse (Gender Neutral Reader)

A GOOFY MOVIE

Nothing Yet

HERCULES

Nothing Yet

MULAN

Nothing Yet

TARZAN

Jane Porter Jungle Girl (Female Reader)

EMPEROR'S NEW GROOVE

Kuzco Puppy Love (Female Reader)

ATLANTIS: THE LOST EMPIRE

Milo Thatch Sidelines (FtM Reader)

Headcanons Headcanons that relate to Disney characters

Max Goof and Bobby Zimmeruski Crush Headcanons (Gender Neutral) Christmas with Max Goof (Gender Neutral & Autistic Reader) Dating Peter Pan Would Include (Gender Neutral) Christmas on Neverland Would Include (Gender Neutral) Princes/Villains Kissing Headcanons (Gender Neutral) Disney Characters Tucking You In (Gender Neutral) Disney Characters Cuddling (Gender Neutral) Spending Halloween with Disney Characters (Gender Neutral) Being Aladdin's Friend (Gender Neutral) Disney Princesses and their Ideal Partners Pt. 1 (Gender Neutral) Disney Princesses and their Ideal Partners Pt. 2 (Gender Neutral) General Emperor Kuzco Headcanons (Gender Neutral)

#milo's masterlists #peter pan imagine #aladdin imagine #beauty and the beast imagine #the little mermaid imagine #a goofy movie imagine #hercules imagine #mulan imagine #tarzan imagine #emperor's new groove imagine #atlantis the lost empire imagine #disney imagine #disney x reader #disney headcanons #male reader #female reader #gender neutral reader #trans reader

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polarsirens · 1 year

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some very disjointed scenes i remember from this week's ep

#dimension 20 #dimension 20 spoilers #neverafter #neverafter spoilers #ylfa snorgelsson #prince gerard of greenleigh #princess rosamund du prix #pinocchio #the terrible dogfish #mira the little mermaid #lou's singing was *mwah* beautiful #as always #and i know mira just helped gerard out of the water alongside her #but i like to imagine she straight up bridal carried him out of the sea #fanart #my art

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mossy-paws · 22 days

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Slingshot! (PHIGHTING! Mermaid au)

Fish,,, flying fish Shot,,, get it because he can walk on air

next one is boombox!

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fandomnerd9602 · 11 months

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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...

#ariel x reader #ariel imagine #disney ariel #princess ariel #ariel #halle bailey #little mermaid #little mermaid imagine #disney little mermaid #the little mermaid #disney imagine #disney x reader #disney #disney fluff #disney movies

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ressjeon · 11 months

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fish out of water | jjk

pairing: human!jungkook x mermaid!reader summary: your routined excursion to the above world is at risk thanks to the harmless-looking stranger who might still be a threat to the discovery of your existence. rating: nc-17 | word count: 1k genre/au: fluff, modern retelling, fantasy, dark comedy, little mermaid!au warnings/content: alcohol consumption, threats (playfully tho), near-death experience

a/n: to celebrate the official release of the Little Mermaid live-action movie and MerMay, here’s a small thing from me ig cuz i can’t just let this jungkook go. poll who atp sorry y’all i wrote this when i was missing him sm 😭

The moon has always enamoured you.

The clouds around it add to the picturesque of what you could have painted if artworks can be perfectly stored underwater.

Watching it from above water is unparalleled when you’re observing it from underneath. You bask in the moonlight, occasionally closing your eyes and imagining being able to moon gaze like this every night. That would be impossible including staying here any longer as it is strictly forbidden for you to be out here in the open on land.

It doesn’t matter as long as no one discovers you here—

“omg, a giant fish!”

You whirled right away in the direction of the loud voice, spotting its owner, a man walking sluggishly by the seashore towards you. Panic rushes through you at the prospect of being identified, your mind prompting you to think of possible ways of escape.

The position you are currently, sitting on top of the huge rocks unfortunately doesn’t give you much of an advantage to attack him unless he comes near. And he was slurring words that you’re trying to decipher. He doesn’t appear to have any weapons with him except for that strange transparent object in one hand with gold liquor in it.

You ready your stance the closer he gets, bracing both your clawed hands in front of you. He might use that object or the liquor against you. One of your advantages is the lack of enough light where the scenario would’ve been different had it been during the day. You move your tail behind you so he won’t be able to see it further.

“oh wait, you’re pretty for a fish!” the strange man starts to giggle as a points at you and you’re in confusion.

Did he just compliment you? Aren’t humans supposed to be scared of your kind?

“i’m not a fish” you declare calmly despite the wave of anxiousness bubbling in you. He may be just a human but he could also be acting all innocent, a perfect bait to lure you to his other comrades that may be hiding somewhere.

Waiting to capture you.

Your father warned you of how vicious humans are so you must not trust him even though he seemed harmless. You’ve looked around and a bit of relief washes through you when you found no one on the shore aside from him. Still, you mustn’t lower your guard.

You continue to observe the man as he continues to walk where you’re sitting by the rocks. Only then you can see his face more clearly. He’s pleasing to look at, different from the humans that you’ve seen in fishing boats before. Wearing only a plain white shirt, its top buttons are undone which makes him more dashing than he already is.

The simple loose pants he’s wearing perk your interest as you quite can’t figure out what material it was made of yet.

“i must be drunk holy shit, i’m talking to a fish” he continues to laugh, smiling brightly while looking up to the sky and you’re getting warier of what he is planning.

You’re running out of time and this man is wasting it. You promised the others that you won’t be that long. You wouldn’t want them to come back and find you in a company of a human boy.

He’s right in front of you now, drinking what’s left of the strange object he’s holding before placing it on the dark sand. You’re surprised that he was able to stand up again, wobbly, sure, but it did not affect how he’s acting around you.

Quite the opposite for you the closer he gets.

Your eyes couldn’t help but follow his right arm, adorned with dark markings, some with colour but you couldn’t see the rest of it since he rolled his sleeves up until his elbows.

“how can i be a fish and talk to you like this?”

The man stares at you with furrowed eyebrows, confusion evident on his face. Only then that you notice his hair, slightly damp curly that almost reaches the base of his neck.

“i can see your tail” he responds with a bit of clarity now, still confused but his curiosity overpowered it. He’s now trying to see behind the rocks, to see more of what the moonlight can show. He looks adorable, tip-toeing to get a glimpse of your tail and you’re tempted to show him just so he can leave you alone.

Fully revealing yourself could scare him or not but you’ll try. It worked with others before along with many threats. If not, then you could kill him though he doesn’t look like he can harm you in this state.

“i could eat you, but i'm full already” you hiss, trying to sound threatening and staring him down with a glare but the man starts laughing hysterically instead.

"i'm supposed to be eating you since you're a fish" he wheezes as he shakes his head, enough for him to lose his balance.

You catch him just in time and you have no idea why you did. You could’ve just let him fall on the rocks in front of you and call your sisters for another feast but you couldn’t find it in you to let it happen.

“damn..strong..fish” he slurred before losing consciousness in your arms. In a strange way, you find yourself smiling at the stranger’s remarks. He might be well-built but he weighs like nothing to you with your inhuman strength.

Up close, his rosy cheeks are glowing and you’re unable to avoid touching them, feeling the warmth coursing through you. Albeit your body’s much colder than humans, it piques your interest that he feels warmer than the others you’ve held before. You can also smell the bitter scent wafting off of him, leading you to think that all this was because of that golden liquor that he consumed.

You eye the glassy object, looking back and forth between him and it on what to do next. But his face distracts you again, noticing the pieces of jewelry on him. A silver necklace is peeking out underneath his shirt and only his right ear has silver bands on them. You’ve also noticed a ring-like silver metal attached to the right corner of his lower lip.

Is this a new way of putting on jewelry?

It seems that you have plenty of things to catch up on and this man might help you with it.

But will he when once wakes up or will he turn out just like the others?

e/n: i have big plans for this one but we’ll see lmao. lmk what you think tho!

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somegrumpynerd · 9 days

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A lil doodle of the boys as rats from @thebad-lydrawn-sanses

#UTDR #UTMV #thebad-lydrawn-sanses #Fighting my way back out of the art block pits #I'm late to the party cause you're doing mermaid guys now but #Your little rat boys were so cute and I love them c:#Y'know that thing where two rats are standing up and like having a slap fight?#That's Killer and Dust as rats to me #Horror is just chilling not getting involved #He steals the snacks while they fight with each other #They all sleep in a rat hammock in a big heap #I do think it's funny to imagine a universe where Nightmare sics three rats on his brother in battle

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rosaaeles · 2 months

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something about her is soooo annie cresta coded

#HEAR ME OUT #and i was thinking about my headcanon that annie wears shells in her hair #and THAT made me think about a specific scene in the little mermaid (2023) in which you can see tiny shells in ariel’s hair #i saw it in my minds eye (which was quite easy actually considering how many times i’ve seen the movie)#havana is always going to be my no.1 annie cresta face claim #but i know a lot of people like annie as a redhead because of the movies and that got my thinking about halle #if i ever write annie as a redhead - know that i am imagining halle 🙏🏽#annie cresta #odesta

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megalony · 10 months

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Market Fiasco

This is another Prince Eric (The Little Mermaid) imagine, requested by the lovely @fangirl-tothemax I hope this is what you wanted honey. Any other requests would be lovely.

Masterlist

Summary: Eric meets (Y/n) at a marketplace and ends up saving her from a pushy pursuer.

Enjoy.

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Closing her eyes, (Y/n) held the flower close to her lips and inhaled the strong scent as she turned her back to the stall. Out of al the various stalls set up in the market, (Y/n) always found herself wandering over to the one surrounded by flowers.

It wasn't that she couldn't grow any flowers herself- she had thousands upon thousands of seeds sewn into the ground and buds beginning to bloom. But a freshly cut flower was always found in her room and she couldn't resist buying a new flower for her vase every week.

Just as (Y/n) opened her eyes and turned to the left, a gasp tumbled from her lips when she felt her body colliding with another. Her head bumped into a hard chest, her hands steadied themselves on two tense arms and she felt a pair of strong hands clutching the back of her arms. Even though the touch was firm, there was something gentle to it, the fingers were delicate on her skin instead of digging into her flesh.

For a brief moment, (Y/n) didn't dare look up. She let her eyes adjust and waited for her head to stop spinning before she slowly raked her eyes up.

She had bumped into a man. He was wearing high waisted trousers over a thin, frilled white button up shirt and an ocean blue jacket over the top. The stranger was tall, (Y/n) had to tilt her head back to find his face and when she did, intense blue eyes were already piercing down at her, hiding beneath raven black curls. Whoever the stranger was, he certainly was handsome.

Eric felt dazed when he looked down at the girl in front of him. Long tendrils of hair were hanging loose over her shoulders and she wore a dusty pale pink dress that stopped just below the knees. Her eyes were piercing and held his gaze the moment his eyes found hers.

He wasn't sure how long he stood there staring down at her as all the noises around them faded into white noise. It could have been seconds, it could have been hours passing them by as they stood chest to chest with Eric's hands still loosely holding her arms like he thought she was about to fall.

After another minute ticked by and the trance Eric felt like he was under slowly started to lift, his eyes cast down.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't paying much attention," Eric bent down between them and picked up the flower the girl seemed to have dropped when they collided. "An orchid..." A spark shot through Eric when her fingers brushed the back of his hand when she moved to take the flower back from him.

"I'm afraid I wasn't looking where I was going either," (Y/n) brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear but she couldn't stop herself from smiling up at the stranger in front of her.

The way he smiled made dimples appear on his cheeks and his eyes creased at the corners in a rather charming way. He looked like he was about to say something more but (Y/n) watched in slight dismay as he turned away from her when a hand rested on his shoulder.

"Eric, we should move onto the next stall." The older gentleman smiled kindly towards (Y/n) before he patted Eric's shoulder and turned to give them a moment alone. When Eric turned back to look at (Y/n), his handsome smile slowly started to deflate.

"I have to go... sorry again for bumping into you." Something in Eric felt like it was sinking, maybe it was his stomach or maybe it was his heart. But the thought of turning away and leaving the beautiful stranger in front of him made his mood turn sour. Grimsby wanted to show him something, most likely one of the spice stalls and they didn't have long to spend here in the town before they needed to go back to the palace.

No time for daydreaming and no room in the schedule for unexpected encounters today.

(Y/n) didn't know what to say so she settled for nodding and smiling sweetly up at the stranger who she now knew to be called Eric. His hand moved out towards her and (Y/n) held her breath as she watched him, wondering what he was about to do. It looked like he was stuck between wanting to touch her face and wanting to move her hair but his hand paused mid-way and he seemed to think better of it. With his hand stuck in the air, (Y/n) watched him settle for hooking his index finger around some of her hair which he curled before placing it delicately around her ear.

She watched a blush creep up his neck and dust over his cheeks before he dipped his head in a silent gesture and turned slowly on his heels, heading over towards Grimsby.

(Y/n) took a few moments to breathe and regain her composure before she dared move away from the spot she had been glued to for the last few minutes. She hadn't managed to look around many of the stalls yet but somehow, they didn't hold the same sense of magic now that the handsome stranger had gone.

But she pushed forward, heading down the dirt track towards the next lot of stalls she had yet to explore. There were quite a few vendors offering their mix matched items. Some were holding out diced fruit, others were clad with jewellery offering pearls, chains and ruby rings that didn't sparkle enough to be real jewels.

Moving towards the fruit stall, (Y/n) looked among the exotic fruits before settling on a small bowl of melon, passing a handful of coins to the older lady.

(Y/n) sat down on a nearby rock to eat her melon but her eyes kept scouting round, wondering where Eric had disappeared to. He was tall enough for her to be able to spot him easier in a crowd but it took a few minutes until her eyes finally locked onto a head of curly black hair. Even from a long distance, (Y/n) was sure she could see him smiling and he stooped down to smell the spices in the old man's hand.

She wondered what he did for a living. (Y/n) was at the market almost every week and she hadn't bumped into him or locked her eyes on him before.

After a little while, (Y/n) lost sight of Eric again and it made her heart deflate but she tried to push the disappointment to the back of her mind as she continued to scan around the smaller stalls.

"Would you like a drink?"

Turning her head to the right, (Y/n) smiled at the young man and stopped in her tracks. He had long dark hair and was dressed smartly for being in the marketplace but there was something about his smile that made (Y/n) feel uneasy. He didn't have a kind or swooning smile like Eric, this stranger's smile flashed his pointed teeth and made his eyes narrow and darken.

Instinctively, (Y/n) leaned back a little when he leaned closer and she realised there wasn't a lot of space between them, not as much as she'd like, anyway.

"Oh, no thank you," (Y/n) shook her head and moved her hand, she didn't want to be rude in case he was a vendor on the market. Turning down a free sample didn't often go down well with a lot of people here.

But the more (Y/n) observed him, she realised he didn't look like he belonged to a stall. All of the stalls within close range of them were already occupied and the drink he was holding out to her was in a dark blue bottle. (Y/n) didn't know what was in it and she didn't want to fid out either.

"What's a pretty girl like you doing here alone?" Again, the stranger held the bottle closer to (Y/n) like he was about to push it to her lips and force her to take a swig. He had his free arm behind his back and his head ticked to the side like he was becoming impatient with her already. What did he want? There weren't many people here who would offer out a free drink unless they wanted to gain something in return and (Y/n) dared not think what he wanted to gain from her.

"I'm waiting for someone."

"Why don't you have a drink and we can go for a walk somewhere."

Eric took the small cupp of milk the old lady offered out to him and took a large gulp to fight off the spice he had just tried which had gone right up his nose and burned down the back of his throat. Whatever spice that was, he wouldn't be having any more of it.

He patted his chest and let out a small cough before he tried to smile when she started to laugh. He should have stuck to smelling the spices instead of tasting them too.

"Thank you, but I don't think I'll try anymore." Nodding towards Grimsby, Eric shook the lady's hand before he moved over towards the next stall.

They weren't going to be at the market for much longer, just a few more stalls and then they would be making their way back to the palace. Something caught in the back of Eric's throat again at the thought of leaving without seeing the mysterious girl again that he had bumped into. There was something about her that made him want to smile and had his stomach doing summer saults. If he left here without at least knowing her name, he might not bump into her again and Eric didn't know if he could handle that.

For what felt like the tenth time in the past hour, he scanned his eyes around the market. His height let him see above the sea of people bustling past him and he tried to find her in the crowd.

His footsteps intentionally slowed but he could feel his lips curling upwards when his eyes focused in on those long waves of hair and that pale dress that stood out in the sea of yellow and blues. Eric watched her with slight confusion as she slowly pushed a bottle back towards whoever was holding it in front of her. She had a smile on her face that looked forced and made Eric's shoulders slump down while his eyes followed her trying to weave around the stranger to get away.

Was she alright?

"You're far too pretty to be wandering around here alone, you should come with me." It sounded more of a command than a request and it made (Y/n)'s muscles tense and a shiver riveted down her spine when he leaned closer once again. She reached out her hand and pressed her palm to his chest to stop him from getting any closer before she tried to turn away and leave.

She only got two steps away before fingers latched around her wrist like iron cuffs locking onto her and it made her freeze in place.

"Don't walk away from me."

(Y/n) found herself being pulled behind him and for a few seconds she stayed stunned into silence as he yanked her arm to get her to follow him in the opposite direction of the market. But when her strength came flooding back to her and an icicle of fear set in her stomach, (Y/n) dug her heels into the dirt and pulled back.

"Please let go." His grip only got tighter and (Y/n) could feel the bruises already burning beneath his calloused fingers.

"Come on."

Reaching out, (Y/n) grabbed at his wrist to try and free his hold on her but it only made his grip tighten until she couldn't feel the tips of her fingers anymore. But with her body tense and stiff as a board, he wasn't able to drag her any further.

When his free hand moved towards her, (Y/n) thought for a moment that he was about to hit her and she flinched but nothing came at her. A shriek left her lips when his hand moved instead to the lower hem of her dress. She wasn't sure whether he was trying to rip her dress, pull it up to expose her undergarmants or if he wanted to try and drag her away by her dress. Whatever he was trying to do, he was met with resistance as (Y/n) kicked him.

"No- no get off!"

A haze of blue shrouded (Y/n)'s vision and she stumbled back when something came between her and her attacker- no, not something, someone.

Her feet scuffed beneath her and she tumbled back until an arm hooked around the front of her waist and a large but soft hand clamped around her hip to hold her steady. (Y/n) reached her hands out and grabbed the arm in front of her, holding onto it for dear life as she steadied herself so she didn't fall to the floor.

Red was all Eric could see when he thundered down the dirt path just as the strange man grabbed his mysterious girl's dress and tried to pull it up. Eric didn't know what he said, words tumbled from his mouth but white noise was blurring in his ears as his eyes focused on his girl.

Rage and a newfound protective feeling surged through Eric the moment he reached her. He couldn't seem to stop, he had been running away from Grimsby and down to them both at such a fast pace that when he got to them, he was going too fast. His body collided with the stranger and accidentally knocked into the girl at the same time, causing her to fall backwards and her wrist to be yanked free of the man's aggressive hold.

Eric turned his head for a split second in her direction and his arm latched out around her waist, plastering to her chest as his fingers dug into the soft flesh of her hip to stop her from hitting the ground. He could feel her shaking when her fingers grasped at his upper arm and shoulder and that was all he needed for the rage to take over again.

(Y/n) pressed her forehead into Eric's shoulder and glued her front up against his back that was rigid and stooped over like he was about to pounce. His hand seemed to get tighter around her hip but it was a comforting tightness, assuring her he wasn't going anywhere and he nudged her until she was fully behind him.

He became a human shield, anything that wanted to get to her had to go through him first.

"The lady said no." Each word was laboured and forced out with harsh breaths and a hoarse voice. He sounded so different than he did earlier, there was no sugar in his voice and no smile on his face. His words were menacing, threatening and daring.

"Huh, what lady-" The man tried to gain back his own breath but when he took a step forward and his head tilted to see who had gotten in the way, his heart lurched into his throat. "Y-your Highness..." His jaw hung open but he couldn't seem to say anything else, all he could do was tremble in his shoes.

Highness?

As (Y/n) tilted her head so she could perch her chin on her saviour's shoulder, she could feel her own blood draining from her head and rushing down to her stomach. Eric. He was the Prince she had never clapped eyes on before, her knight in shining armour was in fact his Higness the Prince who was usually away at sea. She had walked into the Prince this morning and then he had come to her rescue when he didn't have to.

"Sir, I- I didn't-"

"Leave. Before I have you arrested." Eric straightened up to his full height until he towered over the two people in front and behind him.

His chest heaved but he puffed out his chest and tensed his shoulders so the girl was fully behind him, unable to be stared at by her attacker. His head tilted to the side and his voice was slow and gruff, he wasn't in the mood to hear hollow apologies. He was in the mood to throw the man in the cells and have him rot in there or to reach out and punch him like he almost did until he felt the girl behind him tightening her hands on his arm.

Eric had never so much as hit someone before, let alone punch or get into a brawl or a fight and it wouldn't do him any good to start now. He was always calm and composed and made his mother proud, she wouldn't be pleased if he started a fight, even if it was to defend someone. And he didn't want the first day he met this girl to be where he started a fight.

The moment he was out of sight, tripping and scuttling back down the dirt path, Eric finally let his body relax and his shoulders slouched before he turned around.

(Y/n)'s eyes widened as she stared up at the Prince, unable to find anything to say, but she didn't need to. He moved before she could try to talk, his hand that had become frozen on her hip slowly moved until he was cradling her wrist in the palm of his hand. When his other hand cupped her jaw, (Y/n) felt her knees caving in.

"Are you alright?"

"I think so... I- if I knew I'd bumped into the Prince earlier I would-"

"I don't think it matters who I am, I'm more interested in knowing your name." Eric's thumb slowly brushed over the back of her wrist that was already starting to bruise and was lucky not to be broken.

He knew he should have removed his hand from her face but something within him prevented him from moving away. All he could do was brush her jaw with his thumb and stare into her eyes that looked like the midnight sky.

"(Y/n)." She could barely breathe when he leaned down to rest his temple against hers.

"Well then, (Y/n)... would you like to spend the day with me?"

#prince eric #eric x reader #prince eric imagine #prince eric x reader #imagine #the litte mermaid live action #the little mermaid #the little mermaid imagine

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multifandomsimagine · 3 months

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Imagine you and Eric exchanging letters

Coming to a halt in the water, your tail helps you stay upright as it sways with the sea to keep you balanced. Your eyes carefully scan the ocean's surface for signs of large shadows. Waiting quietly for a few minutes, a smile grows on your face when none appear. Not wasting any more time, your tail flaps rapidly through the water as you swim toward the surface.

You hear a loud and raucous squawk when you break through the surface with a big splash. You move the wet strands of hair that cover your face with one hand and look for the source of the noise. It doesn't take you long to notice the yellow bill, black legs, and glossy black shaggy crest of the large tern that was perched near the entrance of the short sea stack's alcove. Spotting the scroll of parchment paper hidden behind its now damp gray wings, you quickly make your way toward the Great Crested Tern.

"Captain!" You say, joy evident in your voice when you near your feathered friend. You rest your arms along the edge of the alcove's floor and watch the bird pick up the rolled-up scroll of paper beside him and make the short glide to reach you.

"Can't you come out of the water more peacefully," Captain asks you with a grumble as he tries shaking the water off his wings.

You have the sense to look sheepish when he turns to stare at you. "I'm sorry," You tell him, moving a hand out of the water and reaching over to smooth his crest down once more. He moves with your hand, trilling in satisfaction when he notes in the water's reflection that his crest fluffed up to how it once was.

"I can never stay mad at you." He sighs before moving his head toward the ground and pushing the scroll to you with his break. A grin breaks out once more on your more as you grab the scroll and begin to unroll it. "Another letter from your lover."

Your face flushes and you feel your cheeks heat up as Captain squawks with laughter at your reaction.

"He's not my lover!" You tell him with a huff though the softness in your eyes when you spot his name at the bottom of the parchment paper says otherwise. The tern doesn't point this out even though he wants to as you start your spiel once more about the relationship between you and Eric as you read through his letter. "This exchange is purely academic. To learn more about each other's culture and vice versa."

"I'm sure there are more things you want to exchange." He teases as he uses the tern's mating ritual of head raising and bowing to imply the point he's trying to make.

You drop the scroll in embarrassment, the paper furrowing itself and you submerge your body into the ocean in the hopes that the coolness of the sea would stop your face from warming up anymore at Captain's teasing. Peeking your eyes out of the water, you mumble to the bird "I'm going to feed you a feral animal” as he falls into a squawk of laughter once more.

#prince eric x reader #prince eric imagine #prince eric imagines #The Little Mermaid x reader #The Little Mermaid imagine #The Little Mermaid imagines #yoshino writes imagines #Probably not obvious but this was inspired by something I read in one of the Little Mermaid companion books I read #Where it said that mermaid and humans used to send letters to each other using great crested terns as a courier service #Thought it would be cute to have Reader and Eric falling in love with each other through the letters they send each other #Though Reader is oblivious and in denial about her feelings #Birthday event #birthday event 2024

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