fish out of water

you think you know me, but you have no idea what's in store for you

[powcrsmumu]

Ethan learn it was easier to be loved then feared. Something that his mother taught him. He knew that being harsh toward someone would get him nowhere in life. Plus he didn’t see the point in being rude to someone. He was the type to stay to himself but could be a people person when needed. Which mostly explain why he wanted to help out the young woman. And it could be because of how beautiful she was. He never seen someone as stunning as Mariah. But of course, it wasn’t the only reason that he decided to help her.

Ethan chewed on his bottom lip, thinking about her. Mostly the story that she told him. He could believe that she got shipwrecked and lost everything. But for some reason, it didn’t sound right to him. It could be because he never heard someone go through that. That’s like 10 percent chance that, that could ever happen to someone. What he really couldn’t understand is why she seem so calm when he saw her. He would have been freaking out while pacing along the boardwalk. Then again, most people act differently in different situations. He didn’t have time to think about when he notice her come back into the living room.

He didn’t mean to embarrass her with his comment. But it was true, she looked nice in his clothes. Even though, he was embarrass that he gave her such a comment. He nodded his head at her comment before standing up from the couch. “Follow me.” He told her as he walks toward his kitchen. He walks over to his fridge, opening it. Scanning over the items inside, the easiest thing he could make would be a sandwich. He could make her a whole meal but figured that could be for another day. “Would a sandwich be alright with you?” He ask glancing back at her.

[outoftheseamariah]

She still couldn't get over the fact that he was being the complete opposite of how she usually was towards people. She didn't understand it. How could he just be so nice to her when there was no reason to do so? Unless he really wanted to do something to her, something that required him to be nice in the long run. She had heard stories about the people on the surface, how a lot of them were only after sexual pleasure and would do anything in their power to feel some satisfaction. Maybe he was one of those guys? But then again, nothing in the way he spoke to her or treated her made her think so.

So then what the hell did he want with her?

It was sad that she thought Ethan had some sort of ulterior motive for being nice to her, instead of just thinking that he was genuine in his emotions. It wasn't like she had any reason to think otherwise. This guy didn't know who she was, how powerful she really was where she was from. So it wouldn't be like he was after her kingdom or her authority. It was just how things worked where she was from, at least when she was involved. There was always an ulterior motive when it came to her, no matter who she was talking to. The only exception was probably her father, and that was because he was the only one she really truly loved and cared about.

Still thinking about the compliment he gave her, she followed him slowly into what she assumed was his version of a kitchen. It was much smaller than what she was used to back at home, but maybe it made sense that he would have a smaller one, especially if he was living by himself. He opened up something that looked like a white box, but it had food inside. Food she wasn't used to, but food nonetheless. It was interesting, and she tried not to show genuine surprise and wonder as he searched for something for the both of them to eat. "A sandwich sounds lovely. As long as you have one for yourself."

[leelynnwrites]

“Shut up.” for my character’s reaction to yours pushing them against the wall and kissing them. (Mariah/Ethan)

She didn’t even know if she wanted to kiss him back. There were so many secrets kept inside of her mind, secrets that she had been bursting to tell him since she started to trust him. But because of the curse, she literally couldn’t tell a soul. She kissed him back gently, letting her hands roam freely along his body, whether it was his arms or his face. She liked how it felt to be in his arms, to have them that close when she had never been this intimate with anyone before.

But she also knew that he would hate her when he found out the truth. And that was something she couldn’t handle.

[leelynnwrites]

11(ethan/Mariah)

[11]

She was finally getting used to the idea of her legs, and she absolutely loved them. They were strong, able to keep up with her energy whenever she ran, danced, anything. Today, she was extra grateful for them, because she did something she had never done before. She danced with Ethan in the comfort of his apartment. They were listening to music, something that she had never heard before but it was beautiful. It made her smile, laugh, every good feeling in the world filled her body when she heard it. She had never felt that way before, not even when she was still living in her underwater kingdom. No, this was pure happiness and it was because of Ethan and his kindness.

So when he reached out his hand to her, asking her to dance, she let her hand fall in his and she gladly stood up to be with him. He twirled her, held her hand and her hip, guiding her in a way that she had never been led before. She was always the leader, the one telling people what to do and how to do it. With Ethan, she trusted him, and allowed herself to be the follower for once. She couldn’t help but laugh again, feeling happier than she had in a long time.

"Thank you, Ethan."

cammie1x1

[leelynnwrites]

"Did you kiss him?"/“Is that why you hate me?"(Ethan/Mariah aka Methan or Mathan) (ooo look memes)

"Did you kiss him?"

Why did she have to explain herself to him? Sure, he took her in when everyone else walked past her, and she owed him her life but that didn’t mean she had to give everything to him, did it? Of course, she really didn’t kiss the boy that Ethan was talking about, and even if she did, she shouldn’t feel guilty about it. She looked at him before she answered, staring into his eyes to see whether or not there was hurt or just accusation in his question. What would he think if she lied and said that she did? Would he be hurt? Would he kick her out? Would he even care?

"No. I didn’t kiss him."

"Is that why you hate me?"

"Is that what you think?" Out of everything that happened between them, that’s what he believed about her, that she hated him? Her time on the surface world really changed her, and she learned how to appreciate the people around her, especially those that cared for her when nobody else did. If it wasn’t for Ethan, she didn’t know where she would be, what would have happened to her, or even if she would be the person she is today. If there was anything sort of feeling that she had for him, it wouldn’t be hate. She wasn’t sure, but she really thought that she was developing strong feelings for him. Maybe she even loved him.

"I could never hate you, Ethan."

[powcrsmumu]

Ethan figured it would take him time to get to know her. He didn’t know if he should completely trust her. But she hasn’t given him any reason to not trust her yet. Or to not to let her into his home. At the moment, he was deciding it was best to see how everything works out. He thought it was best to let her stay with him. If he told his father that he would let a complete stranger live with him, he would probably have a heart attack. Not that Ethan would blame him. It was a crazy idea. But he just had a feeling about her that he couldn’t quite put into words yet. He would figured it out eventually.

A while ago, he had the option of living with one of his friends. But they were total opposites. Ethan was a neat freak while his friend, Darren liked to throw his clothes all round the place. And Ethan wouldn’t help but clean up after the guy. So he knew it was better for him to live alone at least until he met someone worth living in the same place together. Now, he was going to be living with a girl. A girl he barely knew. And for some reason it made him nervous since he never live with a woman before. He had a feeling it would be quite awkward and exciting at the same time. But he couldn’t kick her out, he would deeply regret it. He rather wait until she is back on her feet to talk about her living arrangements.

He smiled at her before nodding his head. “I’m happy to help you.” He muttered before adding. “Sorry if they are a bit to big.” He coughed lowly before sitting down on the couch. He watches her walk to the bathroom before leaning back on the couch sighing. He could cross off helping her find some clothes off his list. He wondered if she was hungry because his fridge is always stock with food.

He looks up at hearing her question. He looks her up and down, trying to be discreet with the look before standing up from the couch. “I think baggy looks great on you.” He said giving her a grin. She looked better than great. More so beautiful in his clothes. Hell she probably wore them better than him. “Would you like anything to eat? I could fix you something if you would like me to.” He asked placing his hands in his pockets.

[outoftheseamariah]

It seemed odd to her that he was being so nice. She was a complete stranger, lying out of her ass in order to get what she wanted, and yet he treated her like she were just a person in need. She really was a bitch, because if the roles were reversed she wouldn't even have given him a second look. Maybe that was another reason why she was banished to the surface world, to make her see that there were other ways of treating other people than the way she usually did.

She thought about how it would be like living with someone like Ethan. She had no idea how he was like, only that he had enough to live on his own and he seemed to be neat. It reminded her of herself, at least in the fact that she was very tidy herself. She hated anyone who was messy, and wouldn't allow anyone in her room unless they were there to clean it. Of course, as a princess, she wouldn't dare clean her room on her own, but there were things she kept there that she wouldn't let anyone else touch or even look at. Only then would she actually clean a little bit, or at least move them away from prying eyes. It would be interesting though, living with a human, and a male human no less.

Come to think of it, he was actually sort of cute. Even if he was a human.

It was an odd feeling, wearing clothes over her body. Sure, back at home she would have something covering her top, but her tail never needed anything on it. It was her most prized possession, her favorite part about her body and she used it every single day. It was beautiful and she missed it tremendously. Now, having these legs, and having to actually wear something to cover it seemed strange to her. Extremely strange.

Still, the fact that even he thought she looked good in something that she was - at first - very uncomfortable to even try was enough to put another smile on her face. This guy was on a roll in the smile department, that much was sure. She didn't remember the last time she smiled this much in the presence of someone she barely knew, and yet she couldn't help it when it came to Ethan. "Thanks." She said softly, slightly embarrassed by his reaction.

"You know, I'm actually feeling sort of hungry, but I'm not picky for anything. I'll try whatever you're having."

[sansaspark-deactivated20150711]

FAIRYTALE MEME: 2/6 fairytale creatures

↳Mermaids

[anextrodinarything]

[craving-adventure-for-lifetimes]

[zacsfron-a]

[sansaspark-deactivated20150711]

an endless list of magical things

mermaids

[powcrsmumu]

"Yeah honestly I do think it fits you." He said in response to her question. He usually liked the idea of knowing someone name. It was one step closer to figure the person out. Or finding out more about the person. He figured he would be getting to know her soon. One step at the time at least. "I’m happy to be the first person then." He smiled at her softly before adverting his attention to in front of him. He wondered why he was the first person to say that. "I think you should stick with Mariah. Unless until you find a better name I suppose."

He laughed softly at her before shaking his head. “No really you are pretty light.” He said softly to her before nodding his head. “It’s just the heat getting to me that’s all.” He told her in a honest tone. He couldn’t help but grin at her comment. “Really?” He muttered mostly to himself before adding. “I think you said thanks about five times already.” He said jokingly while walking down the street, holding her. He didn’t know why the heat was getting to him all of a sudden. Or maybe its the fact that he was carrying a gorgeous girl through the city. It wasn’t embarrassing for him. Just probably intriguing to others. And it was probably causing a effect on him.

He glances down at her when she buries her face in his neck. To avoid the stares, if he was to take a wild guess. He looked away from in her time to notice he was about to collide with a teenage boy. He muttered a sorry before quickly getting out the way. He figured she wonder how rich he was. He came from rich parents but he wanted to make money for himself. Which is were his art work comes into the picture. Without that talent of his, he would probably be living on the street. Then again, is father would help him out in a heartbeat if he asked. But Ethan was all about pride.

"I think I know someone who can help you." He said after he thought about it. A close friend of his was good at making new identities for people. Ethan knew his friend would give him a discount though. Especially once he sets his eyes on Mariah. Possibly to get in her good graces. No doubt his friend will be trying to ask her out the moment he sees her. And that’s the part where Ethan is different from his friends. He rather get to know a girl first before making a move. Mostly to avoid rejection. "He should help us out if I ask." He said with a slight shrug as he made a note of himself to give him a call. After he helps Mariah settle in first. "Don’t worry too much. We will go over the details later."

Once he opens the door, he places his arm around her neck before walking inside slowly. He closes the door before helping her over to the couch. Once she sits down, he nods her head at her comment. “Thanks Mariah.” He smiled at her before adding. “Yes I do live alone.” He nodded his head before looking at her. “I’m going to grab you something to wear.” He walked toward the back of his apartment before going into his room. He walks over to his dresser pulling out a tee shirt and a pair of sweatpants. He curse to himself forgetting that none of his shoes would fit her. He goes over to his closet to check anyway before noticing a pair of shoes that seemed to be for woman. He honestly forgot about his sister leaving them a couple of months ago when she visit him.

He strolls out the room holding the items in his hand. He walks over to her handing them to her. “I tried my best to find something that would fit.” He said in a apologetic tone while rubbing the back of his head. “You can change in the bathroom. First door on your right.” He said nervously biting his lip. He watches her walk away before sitting down on the couch. That moment he realize he didn’t have anything for her to wear underneath the clothes. He didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable when they went out to get her a few things. He knew a couple of pervy guys would be starring. He would just have to give her one of his jackets to wear or something.

[outoftheseamariah]

Wow. He was actually the first person to get a genuine smile out of her, and a part of her didn't mind at all. She wondered if he would still feel the same way when he found out that she was lying to him this whole time. It wasn't like she wanted to. Well, maybe she did at first. Maybe she still does, in order to protect herself and the rest of her kind. From what she heard about the surface world, so many humans were fascinated by the idea of mermaids that if they were to ever find one, all kinds of tests would be run on them. They may even find out where some of them lived, and the idea of having her home overrun by curious humans was something she was not happy about. But this one, Ethan, didn't seem like those other ones.

At least not yet.

And she was telling the truth. He really did make her like her name now. He even said he was happy that he was the first, which made her feel a little happy too. What was going on? Why was she even considering this Ethan person as something other than a meal ticket and a place to stay? Why was she going soft, and why were her feelings flipping like a fish out of water?

She quickly hid her smile from him, instead turning her attention back to the apartment, the place where she would be staying until the curse was released. Or would he make her leave sooner than that? Would she be forced to find her own place to stay, not knowing how to even make a living here on land? Well it seemed like the identification thing wouldn't be an issue, especially since she heard him say that he may know someone that could help. She wondered how he would know such a person, or if it was easy to fake identification papers in this place.

"If you say so. But tell your friend thanks in advance for me, if he can."

So he lived alone. That would make things less complicated. At least she didn't have to worry about a jealous girlfriend or hormone crazy roommates. She gave him a small nod as he offered to find her some clothes, something she desperately wanted at that moment. Sure, the breeze wasn't too bad, but she didn't want everyone seeing her goods. Since he lived alone though, she figured that he wouldn't have any actual girl clothes for her to wear, but that wasn't an issue for now. Maybe he will take her somewhere where she can find something more suitable for her to wear.

She was surprised to see him come out with the items. From the looks of it, they were somewhat baggy. Hopefully they wouldn't make her look too gross. But she couldn't complain, especially when she was currently naked. She put on another smile as he apologized for the lack of selection. "Please, this is more than what anyone else has done for me. I can't thank you enough." She slowly stood up, feeling what she assumed was strength going down to her legs. It was getting easier to move around, something she had been worried about since she got her legs. Now it didn't seem like she was an incapable little child. She followed his directions to what he called the bathroom and worked on putting on the clothes.

She came out, hopefully with the clothes on the right way. She tried to follow the holes and the shapes of each item, but she still had no idea. All in all, she actually felt pretty comfortable, considering everything.

"So, how do I look?"

[celebritiesource]

[wildflowerwhimsy-blog]

If you swim effortlessly in the deep oceans, ride the waves to and from the shore, if you can breathe under water and dine on the deep treasures of the seas; mark my words, those who dwell on the rocks carrying nets will try to reel you into their catch. The last thing they want is for you to thrive in your habitat because they stand in their atmosphere where they beg and gasp for some air.

[gayishh]

[outoftheseamariah]

MYTHS - Mermaids

“Mermaids are legendary aquatic creatures with the head and torso of a human female and the tail of a fish. The male version of a mermaid is called a merman; gender-neutral plurals could be “merpeople” or “merfolk”. Various cultures throughout the world have similar figures.”

[brulians]

Shay Mitchell for Vogue India, September 2014

[powcrsmumu]

Ethan never met someone like Mariah before. Someone that seemed to have a mysterious aura to them. Not that he was complaining or anything. He was just trying to figure her out in his head. Usually he was good at figuring people out and knowing things about him. A lovely trait from his mother. But he knew Mariana would be a huge challenge. And it would most likely take time for her to trust. He had no problem with that seeing that situation she was. “It’s no problem. I’m happy to help you out, so no need to thank me.” He muttered ot himself as a light blush formed on his cheeks. He could just imagine his mother cooing over the fact that a girl made him blush. A girl, no doubt that could be a goddess. And he would believe her in a instance if she told him that. “And you are not heavy at all. Light as a feather honestly.” He said looking down at her as he carries her away from the boardwalk. It was true, she was pretty light in his arms. Which was a good thing for him because he most likely won’t be sweating that much once he gets to his apartment in a couple of minutes.

He glances at her nodding his head. “It’s fine. Money won’t be a problem at all.” He wouldn’t be a problem for him since he gotten money for his recent art projects. And some of his art pieces sold for thousands of bucks. So, he could handle buying her a few things. He couldn’t help but chuckled lightly to himself at the fact that he was about to buy something for her and he didn’t know one thing about her. Except her name and what happened to her. For all he know, she could be a con-artist. But he didn’t get that vibe from her. He knew she was hiding something, but nothing like that. At least, he hoped it wasn’t anything along those lines. He could deal with her hiding secrets but wouldn’t be able to deal if she honestly didn’t need help and was playing him the whole time. He knew it was better to get rid of those negative thoughts in his head.

"But having no identification could be a problem." He said softly to her before adding. "But don’t worry about that, we could figure that out later." He chuckled gently at her glaring at everyone staring. He would have told her that it’s no use, her glaring wouldn’t stop anyone from looking. people from California were noisy after all. If he wasn’t so concern and noisy, he probably wouldn’t have stop and check to see how she was doing. He smiles softly at hearing her name. "well, it’s nice to meet you, Mariah." He spoke softly to her before continuing. "and you know, I think Mariah fits you." He said with a shrugs of his shoulders as he continues walking down the boardwalk. His arms were starting to hurt as he nears the end of the boardwalk. But he wouldn’t dare complain to loud.

He finally got to the end of the boardwalk, and crosses the street while holding her. He couldn’t help but wonder what people were thinking about as he walks pass their cars. Not that it would matter anyways. But he was a curious young man after all.He bit his lip as he tried to think about what to say to Mariah. But he couldn’t think of anything at the moment. Possibly because of the sun beaming down on his face. He sighs softly ot himself before he continues on his way. He could already feel the sweat dripping down his face.He was glad that his apartment was only two blocks away. And he only had one more to go, he thought to himself.”How are you holding up?” He ask her while looking ahead ignoring all the looks from everyone. He was amaze that he got pretty far without tripping. It would have been embarrassing for the both of them if he did end up tripping.

Finally he makes it in front of his apartment building. “Hey Jim.” He says to the doorman before walking inside. Everyone in the lobby was pretty much busy with on their phones either talking or texting to pay attention to them. Even though he did notice the look from Jim. But he probably was only looking at him like that because he was actually carrying a girl into his apartment building. He goes over to the elevator walking inside. He sighs at relief at feeling the air from the elevator vents. Once he heard the ding, he glances up making sure they were on floor four before stepping out the elevator. He walks straight before turning to the right. He stands in front of his door moments later while looking for his key. Pulling out his key, he opens the front door walking inside.”I’m going to set you down.” He said before placing her on the floor gently. Once she lets go of his neck, he closes his front door and places his keys on the counter. “Welcome to my place.” He said before wiping the sweat off his face.

[outoftheseamariah]

"You think my name fits me? I think you're the first person to ever tell me that before. Thank you. Sometimes I wish I could change it to something more extravagant, but I can never decide on a name I actually like. Maybe I'll learn to actually like the name Mariah now."

She never really thought about her name, or what people thought about it when they heard it. When it came to her reputation, however, it was a bad one and she knew it. If someone were to mention that Mariah was coming, or that Mariah was in one of her foul moods, people knew to take cover or put on their best smiles and try to appease the princess. She didn't care, of course, but she also knew that not one of those people who said they were her friends really were. She treated them like shit too much for them to really be friends with her, and it was obvious. To think that at the mention of her name, Ethan didn't cower in fear or act fake around her was something that she wasn't used to, and something that she actually liked more than being feared and hated.

Maybe she would change her reputation if she ever got home. If.

She knew she was getting heavier the longer he carried her. It was only nature, and since gravity pulled a lot harder here on land than it did at sea, it only made sense. The fact that he never once faltered or dropped her as they made their way from the boardwalk to his apartment was impressive to her, as she believed he would have asked her to walk at least halfway through the journey. She wouldn't have been able to, of course, as she had never used legs before, but she would have figured out something. Or at least tried to figure out something. She had no idea.

"You're just saying that, I know you are. I'm not as light as you think. But thanks for helping me. I really don't know what I would do without you right now, Ethan."

It really was useless to give those staring at her looks that could kill, but she couldn't help it. She usually craved being the center of attention, but at that moment, she was annoyed by it. She was out of her element, literally, and being caught off guard was something she hated the most. To have people witness her during her worst rather than her best was something she would never tolerate, but she had no choice in this case. She would have to either ignore them or give them a piece of her mind, and she was in no position to do the latter in this state. So she resigned to keeping her mouth shut, turning around to bury her face in Ethan's neck for the time being, hoping that little gesture will keep those curious faces out of her mind.

She was surprised at his mention of money not being an issue. Did she happen to stumble upon one of those celebrities that she knew the surface world had, and that was why everyone was staring? Would the whole world know of her existence now that she was in the arms of Ethan, who she had no idea whether or not he was some sort of royalty in this world or not? Would her father find out who she was with, who she had asked to help her? Would he even help her if this got out?

So many questions ran through her head that she didn't even realize that they made it to the destination. In reality, she knew he was talking to her but didn't reply, too filled with thoughts to say something that would even make sense. The building didn't seem like a place where someone rich would live, but that didn't mean that he wasn't. He could be doing the smart thing and living humbly, saving his money for something important in the future, in case he ever lost his fame. "I'm sorry. I spaced out. But are you sure we can figure out the identification thing? That's the one thing I'm worried about." There was no way for her to prove who she was, and it wasn't like there was any record of her existence in the human world, so what was she going to do? Make up a new life and just deal with it?

They reached the door to his apartment without much distraction, unlike when they were at the beach. That was a relief to Mariah, and it gave her a chance to study her surroundings again. It was a nice building, something that she wouldn't mind living in if she were a human. Of course, in her mind, she would probably never dream of being a human ever, but this was better than being homeless. He placed her down gently enough, but she had to hold on to the wall in order to balance herself. Slowly she could feel the strength that she always had coming to her, and it was a strange feeling. Maybe this leg business wouldn't be too bad after all. Rather than risk it, she still held on for support and waited for him to lead her inside.

"It's a wonderful place, Ethan. Do you live here on your own?"

[sirenedsea]