flippinyourfins:

Merbellas Studios

flippinyourfins:

Merbellas Studios

live-love-jerbear:

I found Ariel! It’s so much easier to find her now that she’s got her voice back from Ursula! ⚓️🐚🐟🐠

Ariel?  Well, that's kinda pretty.  O.K. - Ariel. . .
mrsofthesouthernisles;
Starter: Lady Dorinda pulled her dark cloak tightly around herself as she felt the crisp, night wind send chills down her spine. Her ebony hair billowed in the breeze behind her as she made her way down the ramp of the ship, looking around aimlessly. She had been sent to this foreign kingdom by her father, in order to make the acquaintance of the country's current heir. It was her diplomatic duty to meet and become Prince Eric's ally, but if only she knew just where she was supposed to go...

mrsofthesouthernisles:

a-mermaidsfork:

mrsofthesouthernisles:

a-mermaidsfork:

a-mermaidsfork:

As dinner for her and Eric went well in the main cabin of the ship, Ariel was struck by the sudden need to go watch the waves. She knew Arista was always out at this time of night, and she slipped out of the cabin, kissing Eric on the head. She closed the door behind her, and the night time activities of the ship were present. They were docked for the night, and most of the crew had gone to town but Eric liked sleeping on the rocking of the boat, and she was willing to accommodate him for one night. As she padded softly to the rail of the ship, she thought of how much warmer the ocean was this time of year before noticing the stray figure making it’s way up the gangplank. It’s body language emanated mild confusion and she made her way over. “Hello?” 

Ariel smiled warmly. “Of course! The palace is right up the street. To get to the gate you take a left, and then turn back up! However, you may find it a little barren at this time of night, seeing as the Prince is on this ship right now.” She laughed a little. “Come with me, I can take you to him!” As she started walking, Ariel bowed her head a little. “I’m Ariel. Where do you hail from, exactly, Lady Dorinda?”

"Oh, thank you! Thank you very much!" She cried gratefully, taking the young woman’s offer to board the ship the Prince was currently on. "I’m from the royal family of the Southern Isles," She replied. "Well…almost, that is.”

Ariel walked up the gangplank and across the deck, smiling. “Almost?” She asked, turning her head. “What’s almost mean?” Ariel giggled a bit and walked over to the door, before she paused. “And the Southern Isles, those are just a few kingdoms over, aren’t the? Not far, from what I remember…I used to swim there, it never took me very long!” Ariel grinned at Dorinda. 

"Almost meaning I’m engaged to one of the Princes of the royal family," She answered, feeling as if it wouldn’t matter if they told the sweet girl a little bit about herself. There would be no harm in that, would there? "Yes, The Southern Isles are quite close to here. It only took me day to travel here by ship," She told her. "Excuse me, y-you said you swam to The Southern Isles before? All the way from here?” She asked in shock. She had never heard of anyone being able to swim that far, especially in such freezing water! “Are you an athlete by chance?”

Ariel nodded. “Oh, I understand now. I also understand the visit…the kingdom sent me on quite a few before they allowed me to marry Eric.” The fish smiled warmly. “They can be a pain sometimes, depending on the kingdom. I went to this one kingdom, further north of here, and the queen there was a bit loony. I treaded lightly, she threatened to behead someone once! Always screaming about hearts…it was strange.” She covered her mouth with her hand, looking alarmed. 

"I said swam…whoops." The mermaid tried to wait to tell newcomers. "I, er….well, I’m a mermaid, Lady Dorinda." Ariel looked awkwardly at her feet and then back at the future princess in front of her. 

bururaven:

Boredom and daisies by Arbetta
Ariel?  Well, that's kinda pretty.  O.K. - Ariel. . .
Mermaid Princesses
snarkies:


Anonymous said: Could you maybe draw a tomboyish mermaid with short brown hair and a flat chest? You don’t have to

I can’t pass up an opportunity to draw a merm!

snarkies:


I can’t pass up an opportunity to draw a merm!


Of Different Blood // Ariel & Elizabeth

toolatetoearnmyforgiveness:

a-mermaidsfork:

Ariel spun around. “Oh!” Registering what the other mermaid was saying, Ariel replied “I could ask you the same thing.” It was then she drank in the full appearance of this mermaid. She didn’t look like Ariel, not entirely. She was rougher, fiercer. Her face was sharper. She was different. 

"Besides, I’m just here for my collection." Ariel pushed her shoulders back, trying to look more confident. "Why are you here, then?" 

Elizabeth’s eyebrow raised in curiosity in spite of herself. “Your collection?” Elizabeth, herself, had a chest of dresses and other things that human women wore. “I’m afraid there’s nothing here that men would find appealing. But tell me, have I finally met another mermaid who hunts on land?” she asked excitedly, her features softening.

None of her sisters could walk, given that they did not use their legs as often as she did. If there was another one… Hunting would become so much easier. “As to why I am here, these are our hunting grounds. You are lucky it was I who found you, and not one of my sisters.”

"Hunts?" Ariel asked. "What do you mean by hunt, precisely?" The mermaid was cautious…she didn’t know how other communities worked. Especially now that she had met this one, this strange new creature who was so similar yet so different. 

"My collection…I collect human things. They’re so strange, and I think it’s cool….I have this cave I keep everything, my father would kill me if he ever found out about it!"