#Sea Otter Heaven

[rabbitcruiser]

Sea Otter Heaven, Morro Bay (No. 6)

Although the southern sea otter's range has continuously expanded from the remnant population of about 50 individuals in Big Sur since protection in 1911, from 2007 to 2010, the otter population and its range contracted and since 2010 has made little progress. As of spring 2010, the northern boundary had moved from about Tunitas Creek to a point 2 kilometres (1.2 mi) southeast of Pigeon Point, and the southern boundary has moved along the Gaviota Coast from approximately Coal Oil Point to Gaviota State Park. A toxin called microcystin, produced by a type of cyanobacteria (Microcystis), seems to be concentrated in the shellfish the otters eat, poisoning them. Cyanobacteria are found in stagnant water enriched with nitrogen and phosphorus from septic tank and agricultural fertilizer runoff, and may be flushed into the ocean when streamflows are high in the rainy season. A record number of sea otter carcasses were found on California's coastline in 2010, with increased shark attacks an increasing component of the mortality. Great white sharks do not consume relatively fat-poor sea otters but shark-bitten carcasses have increased from 8% in the 1980s to 15% in the 1990s and to 30% in 2010 and 2011.

Source: Wikipedia

[chaoscouncilcreaturecorner]

Water & Beach-Themed Names & Pronouns List

Names:

🤍 Masculine Names:

🐚Caspian - Origin: Caspian Sea

🐳Kai - Origin: Hawaiian - Meaning: "Sea"

🐚Ren - Origin: Diminutive of Rene or Japanese - Meaning: "Water lily; Lotus"

🐳Maxwell - Origin: Scottish - Meaning: "Great steam"

🐚Clyde - Origin: Scottish River Name

🐳Alon - Origin: Hebrew; Filipino Word - Meaning: "Oak tree; Wave"

🐚Solomon - Origin: Christianity; Hebrew - Meaning: "Underwater bridge; Peace"

🐳Earwyn - Origin: English - Meaning: "Friend of the sea"

🐚Salmon - Origin: Hebrew; English; French - Meaning: "Salmon; Peace"

🐳Mortimer - Origin: French - Meaning: "Dead sea; Stagnant sea"

🖤 Feminine Names:

🫧Cordelia - Origin: Latin; Celtic - Meaning: "Heart; Daughter of the sea"

🦑Mira - Origin: Latin, Slavic, Arabic, Sanskrit - Meaning: "Admirable; Peace; Female ruler; Ocean"

🫧Maya - Origin: Greek; Central American Indian empire name; Latinate Variation of May; Spanish, diminutive of Amalia; variation of Maia; Hebrew - Meaning: "Water"

🦑Talia - Origin: Hebrew; Australian Aboriginal - Meaning: "Gentle dew from heaven; By the water"

🫧Tallulah - Origin: Choctaw, Irish - Meaning: "Leaping water, Lady of abundance"

🦑Maren - Origin: Latin - Meaning: "Sea"

🫧Sabrina - Origin: Celtic, Latin name for the River Severn

🦑Marina - Origin: Latin - Meaning: "From the sea"

🫧Guinevere - Origin: Welsh - Meaning: "White shadow; White wave"

🦑Jennifer - Origin: Cornish variation of Welsh Guinevere - Meaning: "White shadow; White wave"

🩶 Neutral/Androgynous Names:

🌊Haf - Origin: Welsh; Icelandic - Meaning: "Summer; Ocean"

🦈Current - Origin: Water current - Meaning: "The motion of the Ocean"

🌊Siren - Origin: Greek Mythology

🦈Tasi - Origin: Chamorro; Christianity - Meaning: "Ocean; Sea"

🌊Dipsi - Origin: Hindu; Bislama - Meaning: "Light; Ocean"

🦈Daria/Darius - Origin: Persian - Meaning: "Sea; Possessing Goodness"

🌊Pelagic - Origin: Greek - Meaning: "Of, Relating to, or living or occuring in the open sea; Oceanic"

🦈Mer - Origin: The Word Mermaid/Merman; Spanish - Meaning: "Ocean; Sea"

🌊Wave - Origin: English - Meaning: "Arched form of water or sound"

🦈Bahari - Origin: Swahili - Meaning: "Sailor; Ocean"

Pronouns:

Nature Themed:

Sea/Foam

Wave/Waves

Moon/Moon

Tide/Tidal

Cur/Current

Co/Coral

Bub/Bubble

Wa/Water

Oce/Ocean

Sea/Sea

La/Lake

Ri/River

Aqua/Aquatic

Coa/Coast

Tide/Pool

Sho/Shore

La/Lagoon

Dead/Zone

Deep/Blue

Hurri/Hurricane

Isla/Island

Nau/Nautical

Ocean/Floor

Sur/Surface

Under/Water

Tsu/Tsunami

Al/Algae

Bac/Bacteria

Kel/Kelp

Sea/Glass

Animal Themed:

Wha/Whale

Shar/Shark

Jell/Jellyfish

Fi/Fish

Sea/Horse

Tur/Turtle

Sea/Seal

Or/Orca

Sea/Dragon [Leafy Seadragon]

Dol/Dolphin

Clown/Fish

Blue/Tang

Ott/Otters

Sea/Lion

Octo/Octopus

Squi/Squid

Wal/Walrus

Lob/Lobster

Spon/Sponge

Be/Beluga

Angel/Fish

Mana/Manatee

Star/Fish

Eel/Eel

Sea/Urchin

Cuttle/Fish

Barra/Barracuda

Man/Manta

Ray/Ray

Croco/Crocodile

Mythology/Legend Themed:

Sea/Serpent

Ocean/Dragon

Si/Siren

Mer/Mermaid [Merman, Merfolk & Merbeing Also Work]

Sing/Singing

So/Song

Lu/Lure

Kra/Kraken

Levi/Leviathan

Loch/Ness

Ap/Apsara

Ka/Kappa

Ni/Nixies

Ca/Calypso

The/Thetis

Ne/Nereids

Oce/Oceanids

Na/Naga

Na/Naiad

Po/Poseidon

Tri/Trident

Tri/Triton

In/Indra

Nep/Neptune

Va/Varuna

Ce/Cetus

Ich/Ichtyo [Ichtyocentaurs]

Sea/Monster

Sel/Selkie

Ma/Makara

Beach & Pool Themed:

Flip/Flop

Mock/Mocktail

Mo/Mojito

Be/Beach

Sta/Stand

Swi/Swim

Ba/Ball

To/Towel

Sun/Sunscreen

Bo/Boat

Beach/Side

Pool/Noodle

Beach/Chair

Bu/Bucket

Palm/Tree

Tree/Tree

Sun/Sun

Sha/Shade

Sha/Shadow

Pool/Pool

San/Sand

Go/Goggles

Sur/Surf

Sun/Sunset

Re/Resort

Salt/Salt

Sand/Sandcastle

Ya/Yacht

Fi/Fishing

Fin/Fins

Emoji Themed:

🐢/🐢s

🐍/🐍s

🐙/🐙s

🦑/🦑s

🪼/🪼s

🦐/🦐s

🦞/🦞s

🦀/🦀s

🐡/🐡s

🐠/🐠s

🐟/🐟s

🐬/🐬s

🐳/🐳s

🐋/🐋s

🦈/🦈s

🦭/🦭s

🐊/🐊s

🌴/🌴s

🐚/🐚s

🪸/🪸s

🍹/🍹s

🦩/🦩s

🛟/🛟s

⚓/⚓s

🪝/🪝s

🏝️/🏝️s

🌅/🌅s

🏖️/🏖️s

⛱️/⛱️s

🩴/🩴s

🫧/🫧s

🌊/🌊s

🍧/🍧s

🧊/🧊s

🍨/🍨s

🍦/🍦s

🥤/🥤s

🍸/🍸s

🍹/🍹s

🦩/🦩s

🛟/🛟s

⚓/⚓s

🪝/🪝s

🏝️/🏝️s

🌅/🌅s

🪨/🪨s

🌙/🌙s

🌑/🌑s

🌒/🌒s

🌓/🌓s

🌔/🌔s

🌕/🌕s

🌖/🌖s

🌗/🌗s

🌘/🌘s

👡/👡s

🥽/🥽s

🏄/🏄s

🚣/🚣s

🤿/🤿s

🪸These weren't requested, just decided to post some things as well until we start to get requests!

🪼All of the dividers are from: saradika.tumblr.com! Thank you so much for these beautiful dividers! ^^

~ Created Mainly By: 🧨⛓️📻 {{ Wilbur/Alastor }}

[cal-daisies-and-briars]

Hiiiii Cal 💕💕💕💕💕

You know what I’m going to ask for! 😉

The time loop fic!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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(I don’t even know how many I sent I just did a bunch 😂)

-❤️🪐

HI SATURN! Here's 171 for ➰:

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They do it all. See the same things. Seals, sea lions, and otters. Even slugs. Buck finds himself growing increasingly impatient. But there’s that look on Christopher’s face again. The bright, curious joy. The fascination. The awe. And once again, Eddie watches Chris watching the little critters with the same sort of joy in his eyes. How can he still be so enraptured by it? How is it not old? 

Because we’re all dead otherwise, Buck remembers. And maybe is choosing to accept purgatory and try to craft it into heaven. 

Shit.

Buck tries to be a little more appreciative. 

By the time they make it back to shore, arms aching just a little, Buck is practically vibrating with his own reluctance. He knows what he has to do, and he loathes the idea of actually doing it. He allowed himself to get hurt plenty of times as a kid. He’s tried to change. And, besides, a pretty significant blow to the back of the head is different from jumping out a tree and knowing it could hurt your leg. Nevertheless, he powers through with the plan.

He and Eddie help Brittany load the kayaks from the beach onto a rack. 

“Thank you!” She exclaims, as per usual. “Most visitors don’t stick around to help.”

“Yep,” Buck replies tightly, unable to say much more. 

“We like to help,” Eddie adds quickly, covering the part where Buck has missed his lines.

“They’re firefighters,” Chris says. “They lift heavy stuff all the time.”

“It’s true,” Eddie says, sliding a kayak onto the rack. 

Here it comes. The part where, finished, Buck positions himself in front of the kayak rack, at the top of the sandy slope. He turns to look out at the sea. Buck’s legs are shaking a little. He’s biting his lip. How did he start this conversation before? The one he was having to keep himself planted here?

“Uh, so this is your job,” Buck tries awkwardly. Nope. That’s not quite right. He did it better before. 

“Um, yes,” Brittany replies. “It is. I had a co-op here during my undergrad and decided to come back full time.”

“That’s… Uh, nice. That’s nice.” 

He sounds like a freak. 

Then he hears it. The strange metallic creaking sound. The one that signals what is about to happen. Eddie is watching him with intense eyes. Buck tries to hold himself still. He hears the crack. 

Buck jumps out of the way, throwing his body into the sand. 

He can’t help it! It’s instinct. He just can’t fucking do it. 

“Sorry,” Buck starts. “I-OW!” The falling kayak lands hard on his ankle.

“Shit,” Eddie sighs.

“Oh my god!” Brittany shouts. “I’m so sorry!”

She bends to drag the kayak off of him.

“Buck, are you okay?” Chris calls. 

“Yep,” he grits. “Not to worry.”

“I wouldn’t say that,” Eddie whispers, as he kneels down to help Buck flip onto his back. “Let’s look at that ankle.”

“I’m sorry, Eddie,” Buck says as he shimmies out of the way of the kayak rack. “I tried.”

“I know,” Eddie says quietly. “It took me a while, too.”

Buck swallows down a nauseating feeling at that. It took him a while to let Buck get hurt. Fuck. 

Eddie removes Buck’s sandal and inspects his foot. It’s throbbing and sore but Buck can move it. 

“Probably not broken,” Eddie says. 

“Would it matter if it was?” Buck asks quietly.

“No,” Eddie admits. 

“Does he need to go to the hospital?” Brittany asks, a little frantic and teary. “Should we call an ambulance?”

“No,” Eddie says, switching back to his script.. “I don’t think so. I can drive him to the ER if it comes to that. Do you have ice?”

“Yes, in the main building. I can go grab it. My god, I am so sorry this happened.”

“Not your fault,” Buck mumbles. 

“I’ll be right back!” She promises before running off. “With ice!”

“What happens now?” Buck asks Eddie after she’s gone.

Eddie makes a tight expression. “I don’t know.”

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The ice helps, but Buck thinks the whole exercise is a little moot. He’s already ruined this go-around. One of them is going to die soon, and they’ll have to try again tomorrow. He just really hopes it’s him, not Eddie, and especially not Christopher. 

“What do you want to do?” Eddie asks, as they hobble back to the Jeep. Buck leans against Eddie for support. 

Buck looks nervously at the vehicle. “How do we…”

“We can’t,” Eddie finishes the thought for him. “Even if we hunker down in the room and don’t move. We can’t.”

“What are you guys talking about?” Chris asks. 

“Just that nothing will make my foot feel better, really,” Buck lies quickly. “So it doesn’t matter what we do.”

Not his usual philosophy on responding to injury. At least not since his pulmonary embolism. 

“Oh,” Chris replies. “Well, jeez, it’s not like we have to go on a hike.”

Buck smiles. He loves this kid so much. Couldn’t love him more if he was his own flesh and blood. He’s so much like Eddie sometimes it’s hilarious. 

“How about we go back to the pool and relax?” Buck asks. “Sound okay?”

“Yeah,” Chris says. “I’m okay with the pool. We have beaches in L.A.”

“Thanks, buddy.” Buck says. “I appreciate you being understanding.”

He’s terrified he’s going to have to watch Christopher die, all because he wouldn’t hit his damn head. 

➰➰➰➰➰

Christopher and Eddie swim in the pool while Buck relaxes on a reclining plastic chair. He’s his foot elevated, an ice pack resting on it, and a beer in hand. Despite the pain, it’s a nice afternoon. If he wasn’t so nervous about what is about to happen, he’d be loving it. Regardless of his foot. Chris is having fun. The weather is perfect. The beer is great. What’s not to love?

Eddie, too, is enjoying himself. He has this remarkable ability to turn off the nerves. Maybe it’s practice. Maybe it’s brutal desensitization. How is he not second guessing every little action? Like what if Chris drowns in the pool one minute from now? 

[bethanythebogwitch]

We return to the series where I discuss the origin of every non-fish aquatic Pokémon. This time I’ll be covering generation IV, which has some of my favorite designs out of the whole franchise. As before I’m saving starters and legendaries/mythicals for their own posts and I covered all fish Pokémon in their own series of posts. To see previous parts of this series see gen I part 1, gen I part 2, gen II, and gen III. To see the fish of Sinnoh, see here. To see the fish Pokémon series see here.

We begin with what is undeniably the most popular and influential Pokémon line in the history of the franchise: the Bidoof line. Never before has there been a beast of such majesty and power, an angelic presence from the heavens. Mere mortals are not worthy to gaze upon Bidoof. Technically only Bibarel is aquatic, but to not include Bidoof would be the greatest of heresies. They’re both rodents (the chaddest of mammals) with Bidoof most likely being based on a groundhog or mountain beaver. Mountain beavers resemble tailless beavers but are not closely related and don’t live in water.

(image: a mountain beaver)

If you are foolish enough to dilute Bidoof’s purity by evolving it to Bibarel, it will be based on a beaver.

(image: a North American beaver)

These amphibious rodents are famous for building dams by chewing through small trees and assembling the trees and branches in structures that block waterways. Beaver dams can turn a stream into a full wetland by blocking the flow and they are very important to the wetland ecology of their habitats. The dams serve as homes for the beavers and is where they keep their young.

(image: a cross-section of a beaver dam. source)

Juveniles will stay in the dam until they are mature enough to fend for themselves. Bidoof is likely a juvenile that is not old enough to swim yet and must rely on its parents to thrive in wetland habitats. There are two species, the North American beaver and the Eurasian beaver. The Eurasian beaver was almost hunted to extinction for its fur, but has been successfully reintroduced to quite of a bit of its historical range. Bibarel might be based on the Eurasian beaver as it is native to, and has been reintroduced to, China and Sinnoh has quite a few references to China. Also of note, the male Bibarel has two extra balls on the base of its tail. Male rodents are notorious for having large testicles. Do with that information what you will.

Moving on from Bidoof will never be easy, but it is necessary. We now turn to the moist mustelids of the Buizel line. They are based on otters, particularly river otters due to their freshwater habitat.

(image: a eurasian otter)

Even more specifically, they may be based on the Japanese otter, a river otter native to Japan that was last seen in the 1970s and officially declared extinct in 2012. Despite being primarily depicted as a freshwater species, their category name is the “sea weasel Pokémon”, indicating that they are also based on marine otters, the most famous of which being the sea otter of the north Atlantic. Otters and weasels are both members of the family Mustelidae, with their subfamilies being sister groups. There are weasels that are partially or even primarily aquatic, though they as a group are more terrestrial.

(image: a mink going for a swim. Minks are a subset of weasels)

The Buizel line also draws from floatation devices like inner tubes, water wings, and life vests, with the yellow parts of their bodies being inflatable and buoyant and Floatzel being said to rescue drowning victims.

The Shellos line is without exaggeration one of my favorite lines in the franchise due to the cool biological references they have. They are based on nudibranchs, an order of marine gastropods commonly called sea slugs (though some non-nudibranchs are also called sea slugs). Many nudibranchs are very colorful, which inspired the pink and blue coloration of the Shellos lines.

(image: it's a nudibranch, dudeibranch)

Nudibranchs can be divided into dorids and aeolids based on their breathing apparatuses. Shellos and Gastrodon are aeolids, who have tendril or fronds like growths called cerata that help them breathe. The head tendrils of east sea Shellos and both Gastrodons and the crown-like organ of west sea shellos are based on cerata, as are the various lumps and fin-like structures found on all of them. A few species of nudibranch have moved their cerata to a more fin or wing-like position, which may explain why east sea shellos appears to have wings. The “wings” could also be based on sea hares, another group of sea slugs, some species of which have developed wing-like structures that allow them to swim.

(Image: a flying sea hare)

Sea hares are named for their large rod-like scent organs called rhinopores found in most sea slugs, which may be another inspiration for the head tentacles of Gastrodon. Shelos and Gastrodon can learn some poison-type moves depending on generation and this has a few bases. Many nudibranchs have venomous or poisonous cerata. Often this is a result of eating venomous hydrozoans like anemones and sequestering their stinging cells in the cerata. The bright colors of some nudibranchs may be the result of  aposematic coloration, where a species is brightly colored as a warning to potential predators that they are poisonous. The line releases a purplish chemical when stressed, which likely references sea hares again. They can release a colorful, toxic ink into the water as a defense mechanism.

(image: a California sea hare at a rave releasing ink)

The coolest trait of the Shellos line in my opinion is the fact that there are two distinct populations, east sea and west sea, that have different colors and body structures. This is due to the process of allopatric speciation. This is the process where a species is split into two or more distinct populations by a geographical barrier. Once they are isolated, the populations will begin developing distinct traits due to evolution and them no longer being able to interbreed. Over a long enough time period, the populations can grow so different from each other that they can no longer breed and will be considered different species.

(image: a diagram of how allopatric speciation works. source)

The two Shellos and Gastrodon populations in Sinnoh were separated by the Sinnoh mountain range, causing the process of allopatric speciation to begin. The two populations can still breed, suggesting that they have not been separated long enough to become two distinct species and may be more accurately described as subspecies or a superspecies, but breeding in Pokémon is nothing like real life reproduction so that may not be the case. Most other regions use only one Shellos population and in Paldea they may be isolated by the connection to Kalos. A real-life example of allopatric speciation can be seen in the two species of chimpanzee: troglodytes and bonobos. The two shared a common ancestor a few million years ago but that ancestor’s range was cut in two by the Congo River. Since chimpanzees are very poor swimmers, the two populations were isolated from each other and developed into two species. Allopatric speciation likely plays a part in how some regional variants developed, but this on on a case-by case basis and is rarely the only factor.

This is the shortest of these series and Gen V will hopefully be out soon.  See you next time for when I talk about my first generation of the games.

[seafoamwave]

In the vast ocean of life, you glide, An otter seeking love so pure, Let the currents carry you forward, As you seek the creature, one to be your amour.

Through waves and tides, don't lose hope, Each ripple molds you into who you are, Stronger and wiser, never surrender, Until you reach your shining star.

Keep your keen eyes searching wide, On land or sea, both near and far, True love awaits, swimming steadily, Just beyond where the river spar.

Patience is key, my dear otter friend, Never rush the natural flow, For love arrives at its own pace, Guided by forces we may not know.

Embrace the ebb and tide of fate, Trust in yourself and the heavens' plan, Your soulmate will emerge soon enough, Playfully dancing across the sand.

So hold fast to this promise true, Believe in the magic of the deep blue, Together forever, paw in paw, Two souls bound in love so true and through.

がんばって♥

This is so sweet! Thank you so much for this! ❤️❤️❤️

[originemesis]

@deathinfeathers from xxx

Rattling the serrated blade inside the freshly formed slit, as if in a ravenous attempt to crack open a stubborn oyster and get at the succulent meat beyond the shell like a starved sea otter. Only does she falter when the inbuilt audio system, which had provided the back-up beats to many a jam session, proceeds to spit the snarling din of disordered files in her face. Amidst the clamor of fractured sound-bytes her vocals stand out starkly...this absolute freak must've cracked the internal storage unit. What a sicko. The blood seethes in her veins, at the thought of some desperate posturer nosing through Adam's private data. "RAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHH BLEED, YOU FILTH!!!" Reeling her head back in preparation to butt the knife through every layer of glass, flesh and bone separating it from the off switch nestled somewhere inside the dome, but she is stopped short. A squawk tears itself free of her lungs when the demon whips his upper body backwards, slinging her up and over his head like a raging bull. She lands with a thud atop the counter, pinning an awkwardly folded wing between her back and the blackwood, which results in a disconcerting crack of a sound, stemming from somewhere within the feathered appendage. Ouch! If she is at all deterred it is only for the moment it takes her to get her bearings and evade being gored by those Dagger-esque horns. She'd left the knife lodged in the display, so she's quick to swing an arm behind the bar and make a grab for the first object she can find, which happens to be a bucket full of ice. Not exactly an ideal weapon but she slams that shit, full force, over the back of his head never the less, scattering the cubes and frigid water all across the floor. An opportunity to take him down to the ground if she can get him to slip in the mess she'd just made, she draws her knees in close to her chest, grasping the counter's edge for extra leverage, and bunny kicks him in the side with all the staggering power of a roided up kangaroo.

The fact that she was trying to screw the knife's edge past the punctured glass shell and into his skull was not lost on the first man who became very distinctly aware of the scrape of metal against the flesh beneath the hardy helmet's shell. What exactly did an exorcist have to gain from coming down outside of extermination and tearing his head off? There was no telling...no telling what heaven had gotten up to in his absence. Surely they all thought him dead or else Lute and the others...they would have come back for him, right? But here was one of his own flock determined to dive a blade between his eyes. Which begged the question...did they know all along? That he was down here? And was this their confirmation that he was not only worth coming back for, but better off wiped clean of their record before he could cause too many issues to divine reputation down in hell?

Such thoughts are enough in the ways of fuel to fire him up into a raging display worthy of cracking the delicate intricacies of a monochrome-feathered wing trapped under his downward thrashes as he behaved more like a bull in a china shop than an angel with clipped wings at the bar. He would have kept jackhammering his horns down upon her too until he'd smashed her to a gorey pulp on the counter if it wasn't for how viciously she connected the bucket to the back of his helmet, leaving an additional ringing inside his skull as he snarled and staggered back a stunned step from his attempted brutalization. The ice caught suddenly underfoot causes him to slip just a jerk of a step, but he catches the side of the counter with a harsh grip of talons that scratch the black wooded surface. It's a short lived folly though when a well-timed kick slams into his flank and knocks him back a few sliding feet that might have destroyed the wall behind them with his momentum and launch speed had he not curled over to dig vicious nails into the floor, thus coming to a scraping stop on all fours like the animal she seemed to think she was butchering.

"All right-...I'm fucking DONE with this!" The rumble of a growl in his chest turned snarl helped him straighten back up as well as a burst of light in front of his chest that helped lay the image of a golden axe strapped across his chest in its usual position for every band session he'd issue to his flock in the past. With the currents of the chords, he was able to control the movements of his girls at times when they needed a slight nudging back into place to keep their formation more fuck-shit-up friendly, and he was absolutely prepared to correct this one's before she got too ahead of herself thinking she could waltz up and leave with his head in one soundless transaction. Without missing a beat of his own, he slammed the start of a particularly booming riff aimed at knocking the wind into her wings hard enough to send her backwards again if she wasn't careful about keeping those sails of the shoulder tucked against his perfect disaster of a storm.

"COME AND GET ME THEN, YOU STUPID BITCH-" He demanded, striking down upon the strings with the radiant light of his resolve much less bright than usual- but still a force of bass to be reckoned with when cranked up enough and aimed.

"HERE I AM!!"

[adventureofthedancinggirl]

Ok. I found the sea otter anime. It's 天地創造デザイン部 (Heaven's Design Team).

Apparently the sea otters aren't until episode 5 but it's hilarious so far. I love it.

[sparrowthecrook]

ROSA NOOOOOOOO

Swim high into the heavens you beautiful sea otter.

I'M NOT RELIGIOUS BUT GOD BETTER BE TREATING HER LIKE THE FUCKING QUEEN SHE IS

DAWGGGG NOT ROSAAAA

DAWG WHAT ABOUT DOUGDOUG? DOES HE KNOW?

Remembering Rosa the sea otter

Hello Aquarium family. It’s with great sadness that we share that our beloved sea otter Rosa passed away today. At 24 years old, Rosa was the oldest resident otter at the Aquarium and one of our most experienced surrogate moms, having raised 15 stranded sea otter pups in her time with us. 

While Rosa spent the last few months behind the scenes getting extra special care from our staff, she was the matriarch of the Sea Otters exhibit. Beloved and cherished by millions of visitors and fans of the live Sea Otter Cam, she was instantly recognizable thanks to her blonde head (eclipsed only by Ivy as our most grizzled of kelp grizzlies) and her signature head-all-the-way-back swimming style.

“Rosa was one of our most playful sea otters, and even at 24 years old, she would still be seen frolicking and wrestling with the younger otters when she instigated it,” said Melanie Oerter, curator of mammals. “Rosa was usually found sleeping against the window while on exhibit with her chin tucked tight into her chest and her tail swishing back and forth.”

After being found stranded as a four-week-old pup in September 1999, Rosa became part of the Aquarium family before our sea otter surrogacy program even took shape. Our Sea Otter Program staff raised her by hand for nearly seven months before releasing her to the wild. 

Rosa eventually returned to the Aquarium once again in March 2002 when she didn’t take to life outside of human care, and she immediately became a fixture in the formative years of our sea otter surrogacy program as a caring adoptive mother for rescued pups destined for wild release.

She was a delight to work with, though she certainly had her expectations of our staff according to the many Sea Otter Mammalogists who trained (were trained by?) Rosa over the years. 

"Rosa was an incredibly smart otter! Generally calm and patient with the staff. However, she could be defiant at times and there would be no convincing her to do something she did not want to do," said Oerter. "She would often just look at us or swim away. I believe she was the one who was really training us all of these years. I certainly learned a lot from working with such an incredible otter. It has been a privilege and to say we will miss her is understated."

Rosa relaxed into retirement from surrogacy in 2019, acting as a companion and cornerstone in the ever-changing raft of otters in our care. 

Wild female sea otters live between 15 and 20 years, and reaching the age of 24 is a testament to the exceptional care Rosa received throughout her life from our Veterinary and Animal Care teams. In recent years, she began showing signs of age-related health concerns.  In the last few weeks, her health had been deteriorating. After an exam, the veterinary and animal care teams made the difficult choice to humanely euthanize Rosa because those health conditions were compromising her quality of life. She passed away peacefully, surrounded by her caretakers.

Rosa’s legacy lives on both at the Aquarium with our other resident sea otters Kit, Selka, Ivy, and Ruby, and in the wild, where sea otter pups she raised continue to raise pups of their own, contributing to the recovery of their species and their ecosystems along the California coast. 

Rosa was an inspiration to millions as a charismatic ambassador for her threatened species while playing a leading role in the story of sea otter recovery from near-extinction during the fur trade. Rosa will be greatly missed by all of us who got to know her over the years.

To celebrate Rosa’s long life, please feel free to share photos and stories of your encounters with Rosa at the Aquarium in the comment section on this post, in her memory and for the staff and volunteers grieving her loss. Thank you all for being such a big part of Rosa’s life. 🦦♥️

[truehandspottery]

If my voice danced with the furthest stars I would spin the best life of miracles just to be with you If I could sing the waves rock-a-lullaby crest to trough I might have anothe day without questions for a shores distant stranding If there was no waiting to stand in for some vauge dreams redemption I would see just as good as a broken winged blind bird aching in the darkness of dirt If I was supposed to howl, I might know how screaming might define a lonely moon I would ignite today, burn in monsoons, ready to shout out in a different song If I was a Bear If I was an Otter If I was his cousin the Wolverine If IF of if's I would never have known the coldest seas that took my last life away I would have never walked across closing distances of a burning man's hopes running with water's gasping air I would have been a broken island set to drift sinking, without any dreams If my heart breathed inside fires of ice If my mind touched the free space to make my own justice If my hand made life so I might reignite the paths leading to another day If I walked in flight just to float away from those who never learned to care if I turned my back, my eyes, knowing how it really is and was to lay one's self bare If so many journies hang in the grey blue skies, I would simply take wing I would do as I did without changing one bit of my own world reasons Kept my word, held my ground and shared service to hard lessons learned Face ebbing/ rising tide just to ride Now's weather listening to this perfect silence inside You would have known I would never religuish my inner faithful visions or fail to cross heavens hell just to get to you on the other side Hop

[slowtravelingcat]

The secret lives of the large, bald ones and Glacier Bay National Park

Monday, July 19, 2021

CAL - This week I am happy to report that the large, bald one spent another weekend outside of our room of heaven in beautiful Anchorage, Alaska. Up until we arrived here, she spent so much time inside with me that I was starting to get worried. I am happy that she is out and about again, undoubtedly engaging in the secretive world of the large, bald ones. 

During my solo time, I like to imagine the large, bald pets of other cats gathering in our absence. It must be total and utter chaos. For starters, how would they set boundaries with one another? In their unsupervised state, I imagine them doing such incomprehensible things as sitting too close to each other and sharing food (the horror!). 

Now, I have invested a large amount of time teaching Michele almost everything she knows about boundaries, but even under my strict tutelage, she is still only a beginner. Multiple times she has returned home smelling of other large, bald ones. One time she even came home smelling like a regular cat! You can imagine my dismay. I could tell she knew she had messed up, given the sheepish look on her face. 

These are the thoughts that one struggles with, as an owner of a large, bald cat. On one hand, you want them to be independent and happy but on the other, it’s hard to watch them fail. 

MICHELE - This week yet another bucket list item was marked off of the list! The majestic Glacier Bay National Park did not disappoint. Seeing Glacier Bay during a weekend trip from Anchorage takes some planning, but is well worth the effort.

On Friday evening, I took the last flight from Anchorage to Juneau, staying at the Extended Stay by the airport, which was literally a 5-minute walk from my gate. A late dinner in Juneau is a little tricky, but luckily Papa John's faithfully delivers until 11pm. 

On Saturday morning I took an Alaskan Seaplane to Gustavus, the small town next to the park. The views from the south side of the plane were stunning as we flew over a series of little green islands that sprinkled the brilliantly blue water. The view from the north side of the plane featured snow-capped mountains and even a few glaciers! Upon landing in the teeny, tiny airport, a transport bus from Glacier Bay Lodge retrieved me for the remainder of the journey, which involved a 20-minute drive on a paved road. 

Since I arrived a cool 6 hours before check-in, the attendant behind the desk kindly stored my bags and fetched me some coffee from the kitchen. I spent nearly an hour sitting on the stunning deck watching the boats drift by in Bartlett Cove.

Most of the day was spent hiking from the lodge to the river, which meanders through an old-growth rainforest and eventually opens up into a vast river valley, ending at the mouth of Bartlett River. I had a lovely dinner at the lodge and enjoyed an extra-large glass of Malbec while watching the sun dip towards the horizon flanked on either side by snow-capped mountains. 

The next morning had an early start with a 7am boarding call for the Sea Life tour of Glacier Bay. This is the reason that people travel here. 

Glacier Bay National Park keeps strict restrictions on boat travel to preserve the natural ways of the wildlife as much as possible. The guide explained that Glacier Bay is one of the few national parks that was founded for the purpose of scientific study. The park staff does not interfere with nature and when it goes out of balance, they always allow it to correct itself. Case in point, this year they are experiencing a major overpopulation of sea otters. As we floated across the bay, we saw friendly otters in what seemed like an endless stream, each of them floating on their backs watching us curiously. The guide explained that eventually they will consume most of the shellfish and the population will naturally dwindle back down. 

The thing about any wildlife viewing tour is that you never know what you’ll see. On this particular tour, we lucked out big time by seeing multiple humpback whales, stellar sea lions, bald eagles, puffins, and a mother brown bear teaching her cub how to swim. Even the guide could barely believe his eyes! 

Of course, the highlight of the tour, and the thing you can always count on seeing, was the glaciers. When all was said and done we visited 7 tidewater glaciers, including spending nearly 30 minutes in front of a glacier called Margerie, while the crew patiently took everyone’s picture and handed out hot chocolates. 

Arriving back right on schedule, at 3pm, the process to get back to Anchorage begins. Check-in at the Gustavus airport is downright painful, with substantially more people than the airport was ever meant to handle. A long layover at Juneau becomes equally painful as the one restaurant had already closed for the day. Around 10pm I finally arrive in Anchorage and get lucky by finding an available taxi and am home by 10:30.

All in all, Glacier Bay National Park and Lodge is an amazing trip and definitely a must-see while in Alaska. 

[rabbitcruiser]

Sea Otter Heaven, Morro Bay (No. 4)

The historic population of California sea otters was estimated at 16,000 before the fur trade decimated the population, leading to their assumed extinction. Today's population of California sea otters are the descendants of a single colony of about 50 sea otters located near Bixby Creek Bridge in March 1938 by Howard G. Sharpe, owner of the nearby Rainbow Lodge on Bixby Bridge in Big Sur. Their principal range has gradually expanded and extends from Pigeon Point in San Mateo County to Santa Barbara County.

Sea otters were once numerous in San Francisco Bay. Historical records revealed the Russian-American Company snuck Aleuts into San Francisco Bay multiple times, despite the Spanish capturing or shooting them while hunting sea otters in the estuaries of San Jose, San Mateo, San Bruno and around Angel Island. The founder of Fort Ross, Ivan Kuskov, finding otters scarce on his second voyage to Bodega Bay in 1812, sent a party of Aleuts to San Francisco Bay, where they met another Russian party and an American party, and caught 1,160 sea otters in three months. By 1817, sea otters in the area were practically eliminated and the Russians sought permission from the Spanish and the Mexican governments to hunt further and further south of San Francisco. In 1833, fur trappers George Nidever and George Yount canoed "along the Petaluma side of [the] Bay, and then proceeded to the San Joaquin River", returning with sea otter, beaver, and river otter pelts. Remnant sea otter populations may have survived in the bay until 1840, when the Rancho Punta de Quentin was granted to Captain John B. R. Cooper, a sea captain from Boston, by Mexican Governor Juan Bautista Alvarado along with a license to hunt sea otters, reportedly then prevalent at the mouth of Corte Madera Creek.

Source: Wikipedia

[jdgo51]

DAILY DEVOTIONAL FOR DECEMBER 9, 2023

God’s Creation

By Lorraine Baldus (Michigan, USA)

READ GENESIS 1:1-13

"The heavens and the earth and all who live in them were completed."

GENESIS 2:1 (CEB)

"A few years ago my sister and I took a trip to Alaska. The glory of God’s creation was everywhere — the blue ocean, majestic snow-capped mountains, sparkling glaciers, bald eagles, grizzly bears, moose, seals, otters, and whales, just to name a few examples. I couldn’t help but stand in awe, trying to take it all in. I felt lucky to have 10 days to enjoy all this beauty.

When I returned home, I realized I still had the blessing of God’s creation all around me. There are no mountains, glaciers, or oceans where I live, and no whales, grizzly bears, moose, or seals to be seen. However, there are tall maple trees, breathtaking flowering bushes, chirping birds, and squirrels scattering about. We have sunshine and blue sky as well as thunderstorms and blizzards. I am able to enjoy the beauty of four distinct seasons each year.

No matter where we are, God’s creation is all around us. Sometimes we take it all for granted. We forget to spend time truly seeing what’s right in front of us. We don’t have to go to new places to be amazed by God’s creation. Look around; beauty surrounds us every day." God's creation is everywhere. No travel is needed to see some of it. It varies from one part of the country to another. Appreciate the beauty that is around you and if you have an opportunity to see other places, then do so.

TODAY'S PRAYER

"Creator God, help us not to take your creation for granted. Remind us that our world would not exist without your handiwork. May we spend time enjoying the beauty and never forget to thank you for it." Amen.

Genesis 1:1-13

"1 When God began to create the heavens and the earth 2 the earth was without shape or form, it was dark over the deep sea, and God’s wind swept over the waters 3 God said, “Let there be light.” And so light appeared. 4 God saw how good the light was. God separated the light from the darkness. 5 God named the light Day and the darkness Night. There was evening and there was morning: the first day. 6 God said, “Let there be a dome in the middle of the waters to separate the waters from each other.” 7 God made the dome and separated the waters under the dome from the waters above the dome. And it happened in that way. 8 God named the dome Sky. There was evening and there was morning: the second day. 9 God said, “Let the waters under the sky come together into one place so that the dry land can appear.” And that’s what happened. 10 God named the dry land Earth, and he named the gathered waters Seas. God saw how good it was. 11 God said, “Let the earth grow plant life: plants yielding seeds and fruit trees bearing fruit with seeds inside it, each according to its kind throughout the earth.” And that’s what happened. 12 The earth produced plant life: plants yielding seeds, each according to its kind, and trees bearing fruit with seeds inside it, each according to its kind. God saw how good it was. 13 There was evening and there was morning: the third day." God was creating this magical world one day at a time as He separated things into night/day, land/sea and so forth. The meticulous care shows in the result of what we now live among. Blessings came from God even in the beginning. Joe

[fahadmiya]

Our world is very beautiful

In a world painted with vibrant hues and teeming with the wonders of nature, a story of beauty and inspiration unfolds. This world, our world, is a masterpiece of creation, a canvas on which the most intricate and breathtaking details are etched.

As the sun rises, its golden rays gently kiss the dew-kissed petals of a thousand flowers. Each bloom opens its delicate face to bask in the warmth, revealing a tapestry of colors that dance in harmony. The scent of jasmine, roses, and lilies weaves a fragrant tapestry that fills the air with a symphony of fragrances. Please visit my website

Every morning, the forests come alive with a harmonious cacophony of songbirds, their melodies creating a serene symphony that lifts the spirits of all who hear it. The trees, ancient sentinels of the land, stretch their branches high into the sky, a testament to the resilience of life on Earth. In their canopy, squirrels and birds play a never-ending game of tag, while curious monkeys swing from vine to vine, their agile acrobatics a testament to the vitality of the wild.

Nearby, a river winds its way through the landscape, its crystal-clear waters reflecting the azure sky above. Beneath the surface, colorful fish dart and swirl, their scales shimmering in a kaleidoscope of colors. Otters, with their playful antics, glide through the water with ease, while herons and kingfishers stand watchful along the banks.

In the depths of the ocean, coral reefs form intricate cities teeming with life. Vibrant fish, from the tiniest clownfish to the majestic sea turtles, glide through this underwater paradise. The coral itself, an artwork of nature, provides shelter and sustenance for countless species, each playing their unique role in the intricate dance of the ecosystem.

Mountains rise majestically, their snow-capped peaks piercing the heavens. These ancient giants stand sentinel, watching over the valleys and forests below. In their shadow, wild animals such as bears, deer, and wolves roam freely, their lives a testament to the delicate balance of nature.

The night descends, revealing a new canvas. The stars twinkle in the inky expanse of the cosmos, beckoning us to explore the universe beyond our own world. The moon, with its soft, silvery glow, casts its enchanting light over the land, creating a world of magic and mystery. Please visit my website

Our world is indeed beautiful, a testament to the wonders of nature and the boundless creativity of the universe. It reminds us that we are fortunate to call this planet our home, a place where beauty, life, and inspiration abound. It is a world to be cherished and protected, for it is the most precious masterpiece of all.

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[thxnews]

Bar Harbor: Your Gateway to Adventure and Delicious Delights!

  Welcome, fellow adventurers! If you're looking for an incredible destination to explore, Bar Harbor in Maine is the place to be. It's a charming coastal town tucked away in the heart of Maine, known as the gateway to Acadia National Park. Trust us, you won't be disappointed!  

Acadia National Park is stunning crystal clear lake water. Photo by Benjamin Rascoe. Unsplash.  

Outdoor Excitement Galore!

Let's start with the outdoor recreational opportunities that Bar Harbor has to offer. Are you a hiking enthusiast? Well, Acadia National Park is just a stone's throw away from Bar Harbor, offering 120 miles of hiking trails for adventurers of all levels. The views are absolutely breathtaking, with mountains, lakes, and forests painting the perfect backdrop. Don't miss popular trails like Jordan Pond Path, Precipice Trail, and Cadillac Mountain South Ridge Trail. For those who love the water, kayaking in Bar Harbor is a dream come true. Imagine paddling through picturesque spots like Frenchman Bay, Somes Sound, and Jordan Pond. Whether you're a beginner or an experienced kayaker, local outfitters can hook you up with the right gear and even guided tours to explore the stunning coastline. If biking is more your speed, you're in luck! Bar Harbor's 45-mile carriage road system is a cyclist's paradise. Pedal through the park's lush forests and scenic lakes while taking in the majestic mountain views. Bring your own bike or rent one locally. Oh, and did we mention that these carriage roads are open for hiking too? Double the adventure! Calling all whale enthusiasts! Bar Harbor's coastal waters are home to magnificent creatures like humpback, finback, and minke whales. Take a whale-watching tour and get up close and personal with these gentle giants. Keep an eye out for playful harbor seals and dolphins too! For the thrill-seekers among us, Bar Harbor offers some incredible rock climbing spots. Challenge yourself on routes like Otter Cliffs and South Bubble in Acadia National Park. And if you're an experienced climber, explore the park's remote crags and cliffs for an unforgettable experience.  

Tea and popovers at Jordan Pond House. Photo by shovelbum5. Flickr.  

Picture-Perfect Picnics at Jordan Pond House

Imagine stepping into a storybook and finding yourself at Jordan Pond House in Acadia National Park. This magical location offers delicious popovers and tea with an unforgettable view. Grab a seat on the porch, savoring the warm and freshly baked popovers while gazing at the serene pond and majestic mountains. It's pure bliss! Once you've indulged in the scrumptious popovers, take a leisurely walk around Jordan Pond or find a cozy bench to soak in the breathtaking scenery. Don't forget to pack a picnic to enjoy by the pond. You can bring your own goodies or grab some delectable treats from the restaurant. And if you're up for more adventure, nearby hiking trails like Jordan Pond Path, Penobscot Mountain Trail, and The Bubbles Trail offer jaw-dropping views.  

Lobster Roll at the Lobster Claw, Bar Harbor. Photo by Lee Edwin Coursey. Flickr.  

Taste the Fresh Flavors of the Sea

Prepare your taste buds for an extraordinary seafood experience in Bar Harbor. Maine is famous for its mouthwatering lobster rolls, and Galyn's and the Finback Alehouse serve up the best in town. Succulent lobster meat tossed lightly in mayo with a sprinkle of chives, served in a toasted bun or soft bread roll. It's a taste of pure seafood heaven! But wait, there's more! Dive into a rich and hearty seafood chowder that's sure to delight your senses. Seared scallops, shrimp, haddock, and clams come together in a creamy broth with tender potatoes and fresh herbs. A sprinkle of freshly ground pepper adds the perfect touch of flavor. If you're craving something unique, clam cakes are a must-try. These small, scrumptious balls of cornmeal batter mixed with fresh clam meat will satisfy your mini-shrimp craving. Dip them in ketchup, tartar sauce, or honey mustard—take your pick and enjoy! And of course, you can't forget about the iconic fried clams that Bar Harbor is famous for. These crispy, golden morsels are made from fresh clams raised in Boston and Maine waters. Served with tartar sauce or cocktail sauce and lemon wedges, they're a true delicacy you won't want to miss. Calling all seafood lovers! McLoon's Lobster Shack is the place to be for grilled oysters. Freshly shucked oysters from the midcoast region of Maine are grilled with garlic butter, crispy breadcrumbs, and herbs. The explosion of flavors will leave your taste buds dancing with delight!  

Bar Harbor, Main Street. Photo by kmf164. Flickr.  

Exploring the Town and Unleashing Your Inner Shopaholic

As you stroll down Bar Harbor's Main Street, get ready to unleash your inner shopaholic! There are unique boutiques, souvenir shops, and much more. One store you won't want to miss is The Acadia Country Store, where you'll find all sorts of Maine-made goodies. Art lovers, rejoice! Bar Harbor is brimming with art galleries showcasing beautiful works by local artists. Houses on Main, Art in the Heart, and Island Artisans are just a few places to explore and appreciate the artistic talent of the region. Don't forget to visit some of Bar Harbor's beloved landmarks! St. Savior's Episcopal Church is a stunning architectural gem that dates back to the late 1800s. And for a dose of history and culture, the Abbe Museum is a fascinating destination. Dive into the heritage of Maine's Native American people through artifacts and engaging workshops. But Main Street isn't just about shopping and landmarks. It's also a place to relax and indulge in some delicious food. Side Street Cafe is a must-visit spot for mouthwatering seafood dishes, including lobster rolls and crab cakes. And when your sweet tooth calls, The Independent Ice Company is the place to be, offering handcrafted ice cream flavors that will leave you craving more.  

Fall Colors in Bar Harbor. Photo by Lee Edwin Coursey. Flickr.  

Fall into the Beauty of Bar Harbor

If you're a fan of the breathtaking colors of autumn, Bar Harbor in the fall is an absolute dream. Acadia National Park offers some of the most dramatic foliage displays in the world. Take a drive through the park on a clear day, and prepare to be in awe of the vibrant colors surrounding you. The fall weather in Bar Harbor is perfect for outdoor activities. Say goodbye to sweaty and humid summers and hello to crisp, refreshing breezes. Temperatures in the 50s and 60s make hiking, biking, and whale watching even more enjoyable. Fall in Bar Harbor is also the season of festivals and activities. The Acadia Night Sky Festival in September offers night sky viewing events and workshops, allowing you to explore the wonders of the cosmos. Oktoberfest is another exciting event where you can indulge in local beers and enjoy live music. And the Harvest Fest promises pie-eating contests, craft-making events, and even a live animal petting zoo! Another perk of visiting Bar Harbor in the fall is the reduced crowds. It's an off-peak season, so you'll have more freedom to explore the park without queues and enjoy the peaceful ambiance of the town.  

View of Sherman's in Bar Harbor. Photo by Boris Kasimov. Flickr.  

Bar Harbor: A Treasure You Won't Forget!

To wrap it all up, Bar Harbor, Maine, is a gem that offers adventure, breathtaking beauty, and mouthwatering seafood delights. Whether you're exploring the wonders of Acadia National Park or indulging in the local cuisine, this charming town has something for everyone. So, adventurers and foodies alike, don't forget to add Bar Harbor to your travel bucket list. It's a destination that will leave you with unforgettable memories and a deep appreciation for the wonders of Maine.   Sources: THX News & Visit Bay Harbor. Read the full article

[student-in-nightraven]

hihi!! how are you i hope ur day is going good i really like ur matchups! if ur up to it could i get one for twst? im 17, genderqueer (im just vibing), and autistic so even though i really love interacting with people it gives me anxiety so i can tend to be shy and quiet when im interacting with new people. i tend to act upbeat and cheerful yet kinda toned down around people i dont know really well and it takes a lot of trust for me to fully open up but when i do i can tend to be louder than i realize i am and energetic i can tend to be too much sometimes though without realizing because its hard for me to pick up on subtle social ques. im actually pretty pessimistic internally and expect the worst so i dont get my hopes up but i always try to cheer up the people around me because it just makes me happy i guess. because im bad at social interaction i actually was bullied a lot as a kid and never really made any friends, even know i dont feel close to the friends i have. i never really ask for help or open up about stuff im going through to people im close to because i feel like if im a burden to any extent everyone will leave me alone. i can tend to be really really quiet most of the time because social interaction makes me really tired and even when i talk i can tend to talk quietly because i dont want to be too loud. i really love just about any kind of crafty hobby (art, crochet, sewing, embroidery, ect) because i love making things for people i care about. music is really important to me, im in a music theory class rn and i want to compose all kinds of music. i love cooking and baking, i especially love learning new recipes. i also really love games and puzzles, anything from minecraft to chess to dark souls. also when i have a crush on someone its always extremely obvious because i say what i think without much of a filter. sorry this was so long thank you for taking the time to read this, have a wonderful day :)

Okay first off you sound like one of the sweetest people ever and I want you to know you're amazing and your friends are lucky to have you, and I mean it:),

I match you with..

..

...Kalim!

Literally a match made in heaven, he saw how energetic you were around the a

Adeuce trio and Jamil made a joke "oh look it's your other half" he took it seriously and ran to you, he tried to strike a conversation with you, the first time it was awkward since around new people it's not easy to open up right away and start vibing right the instant, tho as time flew by you grew closer and closer, the most cheerful and joyous couple anyone has ever come across in NRC, people really question why you aren't in RSA;

Kalim always treats you amazingly and he makes SURE you know he loves you and that you are not a burden to him, he makes everyday of your life more colourful, you guys are like 2 sea otters, just happy being close to eachother;

With him you can be open about anything because bro is literally an angel, he's the sweetest and kindest person you've ever met, hell he even forgave someone who backstabbed him *cough* *cough* Jamil *cough*

HE LOVES MUSIC TOOO he's in a band and often invites you to watch their practice or even join them! Literally indulges in ANY hobby of yours, sewing cute tiny hats for grim, playing games with you, teaching you some of the recipes from his family! You 2 very often bake in the kitchen together

You 2 are the most wholesome couple anyone laid their eyes upon(⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

Thank you for the request dear annon, may you have a wonderful year<3