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🌊 Types of Mermaids 🌊

please be respectful of cultural boundaries when working with mermaids from various cultures and traditions, and be mindful not to intrude.

🌊 Rusalkas - slavic in origin, disturbed spirits of the “unclean dead”, ghosts of women who died violent deaths, with a penchant for drowning young men. they live only in rivers and lakes, and are known to have green hair like aquatic plants, only appearing in the night. 

🌊 Melusina - a mermaid that walks among humans, but returns to their two-tailed form during baths and when they bathe their children. often a water spirit of a nearby lake or river. french origin. 

🌊 Siren - greek mythology. servants and companions of persephone, whom searched for her when she was abducted. they are known to sometimes have the body of a bird, and for their song, which lured sailors to their doom. cannibalism implied folklore. have the power of prophecy. 

🌊 Merrow - irish mermaid. known to have green hair and webbed fingers. particular noted love of music and their red cap, which when stolen, they will live with the thief until they find it, and then return to the water, leaving even a whole family behind. 

🌊 Ben-varrey - from the isle of man, known to bless those that are kind to them with prosperity, gifts, and even the location of treasure. 

🌊 Aicaya -  Caribbean mermaid, humans who become mermaids when they are shunned from their community and go to live in the sea. 

🌊 Amabie - japanese merpeople, with birdlike torsos and three legs and scales. they are gifted with prophecy, usually foretelling abundant harvests or epidemics 

🌊 Ningyo - “human faced fish” known to have golden scales, that brings bad weather and misfortune when caught, but when their flesh is eaten the consumer is granted youth and beauty, even agelessness. 

🌊 Finman / Finwife - magical shapeshifters that disguise themselves as sea creatures or plants to lure humans, unlike most mermaids they kidnap people from the shores to be their spouses or servants. they have a greed for jewelry and coins, particularly silver, and prefer humans over other finfolk. 

🌊 Sirena Chilota - considered the more friendly mermaids, caring for all fish life and rescuing drowned sailors to restore life to them. known for their human-like beauty and youth, according to legend they are the child of a human and a “king of seas”, tears are a powerful substance. from chilote mythology. 

🌊 Cecealia - sometimes known as “sea witches”, they are half human and half octopus. origins in native american and japanese mythology. 

🌊 Sirena / Siyokoy - the philippine version of mermaid and merman respectively. also called “magindara”, they are known to protect the waters from raiders, and protect the boy moon from sea monsters. Siyokoys can sometimes have legs however, covered with scales and webbed feet

🌊 Sea Mither - scottish/orcadian mythology, a spirit that personifies the sea during spring and summer, battles along scottish isles using storms to bring the summer about. a mother figure to all aquatic life. 

🌊 Ceasg - a fresh-water mermaid, specifically half-salmon, said to grant three wishes if captured. sometimes called maighdean na tuinne (maid of the wave) or maighdean mhara (maid of the sea). scottish. 

🌊 Selkie - though somewhat different from the typical mermaid, as they are not cold-blooded, have the body of a seal in the water and are human on land. in legends their skins are often stolen and they are kept by fishermen as spouses, or become lovers to fishermen’s wives who shed tears into the sea.  

Imagine children of Hephaestus being born with parts of their bodies being made of metal. It varies how weird or horrific the placement of these parts are. Many children with born with metal limbs build better, more stylish ones for themselves

Imagine children of Aphrodite that are born with the power to change their appearance, but they can’t control it. They change when their emotions are high or just randomly throughout the day. Sometimes they’ll have two different faces and not be able to do anything about it

Imagine children of Apollo being literally made of light. There’s always a soft glow coming from their eyes, nose, and mouth. They get hard to look at when they’re mad but they also make good flashlights

Imagine children of Ares who just casually spill blood all the time. Out of their mouths, ears, eyes, and noses. Just randomly, no warning. Sometime random small wounds will open up on their arms, legs, and faces. New campers are very scared of them

Imagine children of Athena who physically shut down from information over load; they can’t move, can’t speak, don’t even breathe so their brains can review all the things they know. When they’re in this state you can literally see words and pictures flash across their eyes. Don’t disturb them in this state, it won’t be good for either of you

Imagine children of Demeter who have flowers and other flora growing out of their bodies. Little roses (thorns and all) growing out of their heads, lilies growing from their shoulders. Sometimes their hair will start turning green

Imagine children of Dionysus with grape juice for blood. When they get older, it ferments and turns to wine. They can will vines to grow out of their bodies, though the grapes on those vines will make anyone else sick

Imagine children of Hermes who talk so fast, their voice can’t catch up. They’ll be talking and suddenly, their voice gives out. But they still keep talking. When they stop, their voice keeps going once it’s able to catch up

Imagine children of Hades with see through skin. All the bones, veins, organs, and everything is visible. Sometimes, depending on a lot of things, their skin is more translucent than normal

Imagine children of Poseidon being born with aquatic features; scales, gills, webbed hands/feet, slimy skin, etc. Some are able to go fine without water, while some need it or they get sick. They won’t die but they will be quite miserable

Imagine children of Zeus who are made of lightning. You can see it under their skin, jumping from one body part to the next. Their eyes have lightning and them always look like colored storm clouds. Touching them is always an endeavor in trying not to get shocked too badly

Imagine really cool side effects to being half all powerful God


Scientific Theories Never Die, Not Unless Scientists Choose To Let Them

“It’s why theories like quantum field theory and general relativity are so powerful: even after all these decades, they’re still making new predictions that are being successfully borne out by experiment. It’s why dark matter is here to stay, as its successful predictions include the speeds of galaxy pairs, the large-scale cosmic web, the fluctuations in the CMB, baryon acoustic oscillations, gravitational lensing and more. It’s why cosmic inflation— with its successful predictions including superhorizon fluctuations, the acoustic peaks in the Big Bang’s leftover glow, the departure from scale invariance, etc. — is the leading theory for the origin of the Big Bang. And it’s why their alternatives are so thoroughly fringe.”

It’s tempting to view science as a steady progression forward, where new evidence comes to light, eliminating some hypotheses while preserving others. But the truth is a lot murkier than that, as scientists routinely tweak and alter their hypothesis in detail to match the current, favored observations. When dark energy was discovered through supernovae, for instance, some thought it might be an effect of dust instead. When the color of the light didn’t match up, they suggested a new form of dust instead: grey dust. And when the distant observations showed that grey dust was insufficient, they coined a new term: replenishing grey dust. While constantly tweaking your theory to bring it in line with observations may be unpalatable, it’s what theorists do all the time. It’s why old, discredited scientific ideas can never die, not as long as someone’s still willing to work on them.

The notion that science advances one funeral at a time comes from this exact behavior. Like it or not, it’s all part of the scientific process.


A cryptid native to Japan, the kappa is a small but strong water-dwelling creature belonging to a sub-catagory of yokai known as “suijin”. It is around the size of a child, rarely any larger than four feet tall, but is a lot stronger than it looks. It is reportedly able to drag adult men and even cattle and horses into the river it calls home.

The creature is greenish-blue in colour and has scaled skin, webbed extremities, a beak-like mouth, a turtleshell, and a crown of hair around what appears to be a dish atop its head. This dish is the key to the kappa’s power. The dish holds water, which the kappa needs to live. While a kappa is able to leave the water, it must keep its dish filled with water. Should it lose the water, it will not only lose its paranormal strength, it will eventually die.

In terms of diet, kappa have an affinity for cucumbers. Cucumbers are often listed as the creature’s favourite food, with pumpkin and eggplant also being acceptable. However, the kappa’s diet is by no means that of an herbivore. While offerings of cucumbers greatly please kappa-folk, the creature has a particular taste for the human liver, which it will extract from the anus of its victims after dragging them kicking and screaming into the murky depths of the water.

Kappa are widely feared as predacious creatures that will lure horses, cattle, and people into the water and drown them before feasting on their innards. Children are particularly susceptible, as they have neither the strength nor the experience to combat these voracious river imps.

Kappa are known to be quite mischievous, or even outright villainous. They are well-known worldwide for disembowelling humans, which some believe they do in order to extract the “Shirikodama”, a mysterious orb within the human bowel that contains life energy, so that they may offer it to the river god. They are also known to suck out the entrails of their victims, leaving a hollow corpse and distended rectum.

Legends also tell of kappa hiding in toilets in order to grope and fondle the buttocks of women, and one legend even tells of a kappa transforming itself into a “red lacquered arrow” and penetrating the “shy place” of a woman. Indeed, tales of rape are all too common, with some kappa even impregnating women. The resulting child is often so grotesque that it is hacked to pieces and buried.

Tales of the kappa’s mischief usually end badly for the kappa itself, however.  One legend tells of a kappa attempting to steal the horse of a powerful landowner. The kappa bewitched one of the master’s servants to continually pour water into its dish. As the servant poured, the kappa got ever stronger, slowly but surely becoming able to drag away the horse. The landowner, enraged, grabbed the kappa from behind and hung it upside-down from a tree. As the water poured from the kappa’s dish, its strength diminished and it became powerless. The kappa begged for its life and promised to never do harm to anyone in the area again if the landowner were to release it. Being a goodhearted man, he released the kappa, and it kept its word. This tale reveals something very important about the kappa – it is a surprisingly polite, honour-bound creature.

One of the most well-known ways to survive a kappa encounter is to bow to the creature. The kappa will feel socially obligated to bow back, which will cause the water to pour out of the dish on its head. Powerless, the kappa will usually retreat. There is a story of a kappa approaching a group of children pretending to be one of them. The children cleverly tricked the kappa into shaking its head, flinging the water out of its dish and forcing it to leave them alone. Another, less well-known way to defeat a kappa is by disarming it. Quite literally, many tales of kappa mischief end with the kappa having its arm ripped off by the startled cattle it was trying to steal or by the women it was attempting to grope. It is possible for the kappa to reattach the lost limb within a certain timeframe, giving it plenty of reason to bargain for the return of the limb. As reported, kappa will honour any promises they make, so this is often a great opportunity to make the kappa promise to cease any malicious behaviour.

Another example of kappa keeping their word is the story of Kawako, a kappa who harassed people around the Kawachi river near Izumo. Kawako was captured and made to sign a note promising never to harm anyone in the area ever again. Unable to write, the kappa provided a handprint in ink, and never once caused harm in the area again. The “signed” document from the kappa is amongst the treasured relics in the local shrine. Generally, captured kappa are known to takes oaths to never do harm again, to teach bone-setting techniques, share medicine-making knowledge, or to otherwise help and educate.

Like humans, not all kappa are evil, as each has its own personality. There are more honourable tales of kappa on record. For example, the Kappa Bridge in Tokyo is named for its intriguing origins. Long ago, a merchant noticed a kappa was in trouble and rescued it. The land where the merchant worked was very prone to flooding, and he one day decided to invest all of his money in solving the problem by creating a new drainage system for the area. The project turned out to be more expensive than he had expected, and took a lot longer even despite the help of the local villagers. Bad weather also hindered his progress, until one day the kappa the merchant once rescued returned with some other kappa friends and helped finish the project. Thanks to its heroic act of kindness, the kappa was since enshrined as a deity at what is now Kappa Temple.

While the kappa is mostly considered a myth invented to stop children playing around open water, Kappa remains have reportedly been found multiple times. One of the most complete bodies is enshrined in Tokyo and is only available for private viewing via invitation, as the shrine is not open to the public. In rural Japan, sightings continue to this day.

My Lover Smells Like Fish (5)

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It’s the middle of the night when Alfred has to pee.

In that hazy state between drunk and hungover, he rises up out of bed and lumbers through the apartment and into the bathroom. The shower curtain is drawn and he doesn’t think too much about it as he whips it out of his pajama bottoms—no shirt included because he gets sweaty at night—and takes a Grade A, well-deserved piss.

When he’s done and finishes his obligatory shake, he notices something as he tucks his genitalia back into his clothes.

There are two glowing circles, like eyes, peering at him through the crack where the shower curtain doesn’t quite meet the wall. Alfred reflexively flushes the toilet, not fully comprehending what he’s seeing in his sleep-addled state.

And then, naturally, he freaks.

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Signs: Ethereal Beings
  • Aries: Fire Nymph, often mistaken as Summer Fae. Hair of flames, length of flame-hair depends on mood. Leads humans astray with their hair at night, causing them to be lost in the woods for eternity.
  • Taurus: Earth Nymph. Very serene, avoids humans. Hair always has vines and leaves intertwined in it. Often found sleeping...anywhere, really.
  • Gemini: Autumn Fairy/Pixie hybrid. Mischievous, plays tricks on humans a lot. Their laugh sounds like wind chimes. It's always breezy/windy when you're around them.
  • Cancer: Water Nymph aka Mermaid/Man. Very private, likes being alone. Only seen when feeding. Can shed their tail at night for mating. Does not sing like myths and legends say, instead they prefer softly humming or whistling.
  • Leo: Summer Fairy. Mostly everyone loves being around the Summer Fae. You can smell sunlight on their skin. Lingers around human celebrations but could careless for humans. Summer Fae always have specks of gold in their eyes.
  • Virgo: Fairy Queen/King. Guards all courts of the Fae. Transparent, rainbow wings. Runes engraved on skin. Can tell if you're lying.
  • Libra: Witch/Wizard. Ruler/protector of the Forest where the nymphs reside. Can shape-shift into any animal in their forest. Very wise/knowledgeable.
  • Scorpio: Tailed Siren. Mistaken for mermaids. Prefers being alone. Alluring with their words. Kills trespassers. Protects mermaids/water nymphs. Long, serpent like tails.
  • Sagittarius: Huntress/Hunter. Human/fairy hybrids. Often seen napping with earth nymphs. Loves elven music and wandering through woods. Keen senses.
  • Capricorn: Winged Siren. Mistaken for angels. Wings are white, gold, or brown and as long as their bodies. Can blow ships away by using their wings.
  • Aquarius: Elven Folk: Mistaken for fairies. Constantly at odds with Humans. Loves music. Odd colored hair and eyes. Wise like old folks, yet naive like children.
  • Pisces: Mer-elf hybrid. half Elf/mermaid. Have normal bodies, but when in water, hands and feet become webbed/scaled. Very, very rare. Gifted with a "sixth sense."

I had some item digging to do for bios, so have a list of interesting items with canonical uses (or potential uses based on their canonical description) according to item descriptions:

Luminous Shortfin = Flashbang (light only)
Oasis Songbird = Leads dragons to water
Lesser Shallowshark = Probably reared by maren sharkhunters to hunt larger sharks
Pale smallmouth = Indicator species [water purity]
Withered Rose = Outhouse freshener
River Wiggler = Leech control
Lovebird = Scale cleaning
Dayglo Thresh = Magic indicator
Featherback Pelt = Bedding
Flamerest Embers = Flameless heating [baths, drinks, etc]
Glowing + Bioluminescent Tails = Lighting [lamps]
Fallout Streak Pinion - Lighting  [candle]
Carpenter Wax = Waterproofing

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The Siren And The Dragon - Shance Prompt

Lance stared amused at the dragon before him, long cerulean blue tail splashing the water every time the dragon claw the ground.

He was nervous- the dragon. His talons were rooted deep into the tender soil and his nose huffed smoke, thick scaly tail swishing and thumping the ground with every nervous tick. He was fidgety Lance noted. Waiting for him to make a comment on the anomaly he just presented him with. Diamonds: the finest ones, glittering and sparkling every time the sun’s rays kissed them, and crystal roses laid near them, colors shining ethereal.

Courting gifts.

A dragon just presented a siren with courting gifts. The thought alone was absurd enough to make him giggle aloud causing the ever so nervous dragon to back away looking mortified. He looked ready to bolt.

Sensing that he may have actually been ready to bolt, Lance muffled his giggling with a webbed scaled hand and brought the childish splashing of his tail to teeny little plops.

“Ah, please don’t go. That was incredibly rude of me, I just… I’ve never experienced a situation like this before you know? Maybe if you could become my size, we could… Talk?”

Maybe he sensed Lance honesty or maybe he was as smitten as he appeared but the large scaly beast crouched low and crawled on his fleshy belly closer to Lance. Lance ( a bit grudgingly) noted their size differences. While he was easily the size of a fully grown horse ( he’s seen one before. In a book that fell off of sailors boat he’s drowned, but has seen one no less) while the dragon was the size of a mountain. It was a bit silly to see such a large beast in such a docile position, and for him nonetheless! But at the same time it made his scales tingle and gills flutter.

A peculiar feeling.

Lance watched in fascination as the dragon became smaller. Large bones breaking and twisting, small bouts of fire huffing out his mouth and nose, and talons tearing up the earth. It looked painful, and yet he couldn’t tear his eyes away.

The first thing Lance noted was that the dragon was gorgeous. Tall, Broad, and ripped with muscles and scars. Hair as dark as the night with a single white streak, and eyes gray like the ocean when Poseidon cast his wrath. He was an Adonis and Lance found himself enamored already.

anonymous asked:

The waters between the isle of Quel'danas and Eversong woods are home to a race of Quel'dorei naga, who fit the description of a "mermaid" better than the actual naga. Other than the patches of scales, webbed hands, razor teeth, and various fins, they appear as beautiful high elves from the waist up. They sing to lure in prey, and call themselves the Si'ren. Hardly anyone knows of their existence though, they eat anyone they come across. No one really knows how they originated.

Confirmed. Researchers would love to take a proper look at them, but that’s unlikely to happen anytime soon. 

humanoid mermaids are so Boring

give me terrifying as all fuck mermaids, with 6 rows of teeth, bald heads, shark fins, webbed fingers, scales that go all the way up their throats, bulging eyes that glow and NO TITTIES. i want mermaids to fuckin frighten me. 

u really think a fish/human hybrid would be anything but the stuff of nightmares? did you know 97% of the ocean is unexplored? use your imagination people. mermaids can go so much beyond a pretty thin white girl with a fish tail and a clam bra.

Big Data, Little Data, and Everything in Between

“Big Data” has been on corporate radar screens for years now. Unfortunately, outside of the data scientists and statisticians who spend their days immersed in truly complex datasets, both end users and key decision makers often struggle to make sense of the data their organizations collect and generate. Whether an organization’s data is really “big” is even a topic of debate.

Characterizing a company’s data, though, can’t simply be dismissed as a matter of semantics. It frequently falls on IT to provide appropriate analytics solutions for heterogeneous users with a wide range of skill sets, job descriptions, and analytical needs, whether the data being analyzed is truly unstructured, web-scale data or just too many spreadsheets. Regardless of the type or scale of data your users need to harness and analyze, they need a straightforward, visual solution that is easy to use on the front end and highly scalable on the back end. Fortunately, IBM SPSS Modeler, SPSS Analytical Server, and SPSS Analytical Catalyst provide just such an ecosystem that can make different kinds of data stores, from Hadoop to those proverbial spreadsheets, useful sources of business insight and decision support.

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I'm Alive (Mermaid Haru/Gou)


“Just hold on Gou!” Rin yelled, tightening his grip on his sister but as the water churned around them wildly, he could feel her slipping and he gritted his teeth in concentration. He was trying to pull himself closer to their boat, if he could just get his arm over the side he could pull them both to safety.

Tears fell from Gou’s eyes and she knew that if Rin kept a hold on her, he would fall in the water himself.  While her brother was a great swimmer, she doubted even he could handle himself in this storm. She didn’t want to die but she also didn’t want her brother to die because of her.

“Let go oniisan.” Gou cried, “You have to let go.”

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forceguardian submitted:

Looks like the creators of Yooka-Lalyee have high hopes for their characters.

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I’ll be honest, I would much rather Yooka and Laylee get into SSB4 over Banjo and Kazooi. With BK being owned by Microsoft, having them appear in Smash Bros. would just be … you simply shouldn’t put a rival game consoles mascot in your games, regardless of past relations. BK was killed by Microsoft, and I say we let them rest in peace and move onto something bigger and happier. something with bright green scales, and webbed wings.

We’d be down for either ONE to make it in, really!  They’re probably not the ABSOLUTE most likely choices but….hey.  You guys didn’t forget about that ballot, didja? :D

Fall Isn’t Just About The Change in the Leaves

“Brett, I’m nervous,” you said to your older brother as they stood the the front door of Beacon Hills High School.

“It’s all right,” he assured you. “I think people are gonna like you.”

“They’re gonna think I’m a brat because I went to boarding school,” you said to him.

“Y/N, no one’s gonna think you’re a brat,” Brett said. “And if they do I’ll just punch’em in the face.”

“There’s no need for that,” you told him. “I think just flashing them your eyes would scare them.”

“Got it,” he nodded. “Now go, you’re gonna be late for class.”


You pushed open the front doors and were met with the sight of a normal high school with teenagers buzzing around their lockers and talking to their friends. You looked down at the slip of paper with your schedule. locker number, and locker combination. After walking around for about ten minutes and finally asking a teacher, you found your locker, shoved your the books you didn’t need inside, and rushed to your first class. Luckily, you made it in time.

“Class, this is our new student/ Y/n Talbot,” the teacher introduced once he saw you walk into your room. “You can take a seat anywhere you like.”

You nodded and walked over to a seat in the back by two boys who seemed to be staring at you. Class went by all to quickly and before you could scurry to your locker and avoid people’s judgmental ‘new girl’ looks, you were corner by the two boys you’d seen in class.

“Little Y/N,” the one with familiar blue eyes smiled. “Looks like you lost your chubby chipmunk cheeks.”

“Can you please let me go to my next class?” you asked him and his friend. They looked at you and laughed.

“You don’t remember me do you?” the darker skinned one asked.

“Should I?” you asked.

“Yes you should Baby Talbot,” the first one said. There has only ever been one people who called you that when you were younger.

“Liam,” you smiled at the blue eyed boy once you recognized him. He and his friend Mason smiled in return and the three of you exchanged hugs.

“We’ll walk you to your next class,” Mason offered. You accepted and the three of you made your way to a class that you apparently shared. You chatted about trivial things and caught up with Liam on a couple of things.

That class went as quickly as the first and soon enough the school day was finished and you were sitting on the bleachers watching Liam and Mason play lacrosse. The coach seemed to love barking orders and was particularly found of picking on a player whose last name was Greenberg.

Midway through practice, Liam asked you to toss him his water bottle which you did. Once he’d taken a long sip, you tossed and back and some water splashed on your exposed arm. When the water touched your skin, it stung as though someone had thrown some acid on you. You winced and quickly dried off your arm with your sweater. Something was wrong.

After practice, the three of you waited by the bus stop for Liam and Mason’s bus.

“Do you wanna maybe hang out tomorrow?” Liam sputtered as the bus pulled to a stop in front of the three of you. Your dad was picking you up that day but he agreed to wait for you. You smiled and nodded before running to your dad’s car and slipping into the passenger seat.

Later that night, you were about to take a shower and go to bed but when you put your hand under the faucet to check the temperature, you got that stinging feeling of acid on your skin and sharply pulled your hand away.

The nest few weeks weren’t any better.

Just as the leaves were changing colors and falling from the trees, you could feel yourself changing. You found yourself in complete control during full moons, your claws were getting duller and duller every time you shifted, and your werewolf eyes were turning to a beta gold to a turquoise that wasn’t even natural in the werewolf world. Not only that, but every time you touched water, it stung your arm. But if you left your skin underwater for long enough, it felt fine. You’d also noticed that there was something unnatural growing between your fingers and toes and your skin was growing rough and scaly in some areas.

But luckily, you had Liam.

Along with that physical changes going on, you and Liam had grown a lot closer than you ever were when the two of you were younger. He was the only one you told about what was going on, and even though he wanted you to see someone about it, he didn’t tell anyone. 

“I know someone who could help you,” he told you one day under the bleachers. You’d shown him on of your legs where your skin was rough and turning a weird shade of blue.

“Really?” you asked as he ran his fingers over the skin.

“Yeah, he might know what’s going on.”

After school, Liam walked you over to a vet’s office to see the person who could help.

“Are you sure?” you asked Liam as you sat your self down on the metal table in the vet’s office. 

“Trust me, I have more knowledge on the supernatural than anyone in this town,” Deaton said. “Now, can you tell me when this all started?”

“Well, I guess my skins been reacting to water differently for a few weeks now,” you began. “After that, I couldn’t shift full and my eyes turned from yellow to a weird turquoise.” You flashed your eyes at Deaton. “Then, I started getting these rough patches of skin on my legs and something weird growing between my fingers and toes. And some of the skin on my leg is turning blue.”

Deaton nodded, noting everything you’d just explained to him. 

“Do you ever feel like you can’t breathe?” he asks you.

“Yeah,” you answer.

“And what usually helps you when that happens?”

 “Drinking some water usually helps I guess.”

“I see. May I see your legs?”

You nodded and lifted the long skirt you had. He examined the rough and blue skin for a while before running over it with his fingers. After a while, it seemed that he’d come to a conclusion.

“Well, Y/N, it seems that you are turning into a mermaid,” he said.

“What?!” you and Liam said at the same time.

“Indeed,” he told you. “That stuff growing between your fingers and toes is webbing. And that skin on your legs is scales that are growing. In a couple months, you’ll have a full grown tale.”

“How in hell did this happen?!” you asked.

“Well, I’m not entirely sure,” Deaton began. “There are legends of supernaturals turning into different kinds of supernaturals but I’ve never seen a case myself. In the meantime, I recommend you find a way to stop this transformation, or to live with it and accept that eventually, you’re going to have to live underwater.”

Brett did not take the news well.

Of course you had to tell your family about your upcoming life underwater so you did so at dinner. The next morning, Brett busted into to school and threatened Liam because in his mind it was Liam’s fault. After calming down your brother, the three of you talked out a little agreement. Liam would help you find a lake or something nearby before you completely turned otherwise he will not be allowed to see you.

About a week later, he found a nice little deserted lake not too far from town and a home that was suitable for your family to stay when they visited you.

Along the months of your transformation, Liam stayed by your side and swore that he would never tell anyone about your secret. The two of you went from best friends to boyfriend and girlfriend and he didn’t even mind that you were almost half fish.

On one of your dates, your legs gave out and he carried you home only to discover that your legs were almost completely fins that point. 

Your family moved you into the lake where your tail, webbed fingers,and scales had almost completely finished turning. Within a month of graduation, you were a full on mermaid. 

Liam saw you every weekend, even when he went off to college. The two of you swam together, talked about the things that went on, and he even invited the rest of the pack to officially meet you.

Deaton never really found out why you’d turned into a mermaid, but you thought it was fine as long as you you family and Liam.