#boy you weigh 50kg

[jamiedoodles]

So blessed this morning..

Now my Leg is asleep🤣

[livingfictional]

Hiii!!! I just read through some of your match up posts and thought it‘d be AWESOME to request one as well! for the fandom, I‘d love to request call of duty since I‘ve been OBSESSED with it for soo long and have played most games 🙌

Starting off with some basics about me, my name is ash, I am 20 years old and live in germany! my ancestry contains tons and tons of german and a bit of french (4% french). I speak english, german, french and am currently learning russian! (🇬🇧/🇺🇸🇩🇪🇫🇷🇷🇺)

I have short dirty blonde hair that goes up to my shoulders, I cut it short 2 years ago… it‘s wavy and aaaallmost curly but not quite (2C hair)! I have a rather pale and small frame, I weigh not much over 50kg and am 6 feet tall!! yes.. very tall haha

My personality type is INTJ and I‘m often described as funny, a bit mean and overall quiet. I‘m very sarcastic and I love teasing people. Sometimes I just completely zone out of conversations and talk about the opposite thing.. 😭

I LOVE and adore cats with all my heart, I love me a good cup of tea, hiking and of course.. my bed! I love having deep conversations with my close friends about just so many various topics, it‘s always fun! I love the winter because the cold helps me sleep easier and it‘s so much more comfortable than any other season. <- I also love comfy cottages.. specifically in snowy mountains lol… One of my big goals and likes in life is travelling the world! I‘d love to visit many countries and just.. well, explore!!

On the other hand, I do NOT like spiders or bugs of any kind.. I‘m sorry.. 😭😓 I really don‘t like the heat because I have low iron issues and I just get.. woozy. Being around new people is a DRAG and I always feel a bit.. awkward. I‘d like to add that I‘m autistic and have problems expressing what I want at times which is a struggle in restaurants so I usually just beg on my hands and knees (not literally) for my friends to order for me.

My love language is physical touch and gift giving! I love handing people little trinkets I found or bought for them. I‘m very very touchy and I just harass people with hugs (affectionately). I love me a good cuddle, who doesn‘t?

I *LOVE* receiving gifts back because it just makes me feel so warm and fuzzy inside and it makes me very happy.. which is why i thoroughly enjoy the gifts given to me on my birthday.

I don‘t really know what else to say but I hope my short description of myself helps you find a match hahaha GOOD LUCK!! 🙌❤️

I match you up with... Gaz!

Man can and WILL order for you and speak up for you, if you feel uncomfortable. No need to even ask, just give him the look.

Based on what you've told me about yourself, I like to think you guys would be quite a good couple.

Hugs. All the time. Side hugs, from behind, around your waist, your shoulders, using you as a blanket. All. The. Time.

You two have a similar sense of humor, constantly teasing each other. Obviously, he will make sure you know it's all jokes.

Pretty boy is a great listener, learns your love languages early in the relationship.

Gaz makes sure that you feel loved and appreciated. He knows he can't be there with you all the time, but he will make up for it in other ways.

Ordering your favorite food for you, the random beautiful bouquet of flowers on your doorstep? Yup, also him.

[noah13002]

are you fat, please don't eat me

Boy, I weigh 50kg (I'm 1.63 tall )

[borathae]

Sooo there is this guy I am talking to and he is really sweet and kind. We started talking last December and it has been good. I think we are kinda dating?? He makes me feel very special and so bubbly inside. He is funny, very attentive to my words. He never made any comment or did anyrhing that made me uncomfortable being alone with him. He means well. I met his uncle which made me super nervous but it went super easily. He makes me very shy (flustered might be better). he thinks I am “innocent” (i bet he doesnt think i call myself Taehyung’s number one whore). II am very okay with him being my long term boyfriend. However, he can get a bit possesive. I try my best not to ignore his very strong tendency to pick up a fight but his friends says he wasnt like this before. He literally a moment away from punching a guy because he hold the huge door at our deparment builng, you know huge old European doors that could smash you. I dont want to judge him solely on his because I know that he has some issus with sharing. And he didnt do anything bad other than this weird incident. Also I dont want to be blind because I have to be careful as a woman. So this is out the way, i want to share another incident.

So the thing is… I am small. I am around 155cm and I weigh around 50kg, maybe 52 with my thick sweaters and winter shoes. And this lovely boy borders 198cm. I dont need to say We look ridiculous together with the height difference. Sometimes i cant hear him because he is so up there.

The reason i told all of these is that we had a moment together that shifted so many things. Despite being bery good friends, we didnt do anything physical than just holding hands very briefly (i look like his kid whe he holds my hand even though i am a year older). So a few days ago, he was sitting on some bench at the corridor at our faculty. He was waiting for me and he was kinda sad. Family problems. I met him where he was sitting and before he could stand up, I hugged him. I know that only a hug could make difference. Please note that this boy is twice the size of me and had never seen me in summer clothes. So when we hugged his face went straight to my boobs. He literally dive into my boobs. And oh boy, he DID NOT expect me to have 90C titties. He held me so close that I felt my breast squeeze and mold against his face and he stayed there for a good minute without saying a word. When he looked up, he was a CHANGED man. He didn’t comment but he went for a second hug, which was waayyy closer to my left nipple but he doesnt have to know that.

I felt very nice. I think i was relieved that he enjoyed it this much. Since then he does try to be closer but our bodies dont work together. (I am all for give me a big boy vibes but this boy is too big. I accidentially hit my head to his elbow. I literally jump off my seat when he sneezes.)

So what do you say? I am scared he has some issues with possiveness but. I really do like him. Should I make him my big baby toy?? 😂

Honestly him acting like that because of someone merely holding a door open (no matter how heavy or light) screams "do not engage romantically" to me. Maybe I'm overreacting but he's first of all, not your partner and second of all, even if he was your partner this is a toxic reaction to have and should not be seen as the norm. Also, third of all, given how you are just friends this makes it even weirder. Never in my life would any of my male friends react to someone holding a door open like that. The only time they would wanna punch someone else is if that person harassed me and even then they would resort to violence as the last help.

And in your case. It's a door. Someone literally just held a door open for another person (and given how you said European door I assume you’re in Europe which means holding doors open for people is just something common that people do lmao).

The thing you should do right now is tell him that his behaviour was toxic af and set boundaries (if you feel safer do it in public where lots lf people are around. Which btw, you shouldn’t ever be so scared to set boundaries with a person that you need to be with other people. Keep that in mind too). If he sees his errors and proceeds to respect your boundaries, maybe all he needed was a wake up call and he IS willing to better himself and he didn’t even realise how utterly DUMB his behaviour was. If he doesn’t or he gets even weirder with you or worse scary, you dodged a bullet and please make sure you are safe.

In my opinion, you should set boundaries about how he acts first before you do anything else. (Even with friends you can have boundaries btw this doesn’t have to be an exklusive romantic thing)

If anyone wants to say their own thoughts to that topic please leave a comment. I personally wouldn’t engage with someone like that romantically.

Edit: Also ask yourself does he make you feel safe or do you simply enjoy that one act of allowing a guy to rest on your tiddies? Because if the answer is "I just like it when guys rest on me" it's a general feeling you have about yourself and not about the guy. And if your answer is any kind of way "I don’t feel safe with him" then you know what NOT to do (aka start something romantically with him).

[ask-an-aussie]

Aussie Wildlife FAQ

So here's questions I'm frequently asked as both a wildlife rescuer and carer and keeper at a wildlife sanctuary. Heads up, this is a long post, I've made the questions stick out so you can easily skip through. I've tried to make it as easy to read as possible, and to find what you're after, whilst also providing lots of info.

Poison Vs Venom, what's the difference?

Well, mostly, poison just never stops killing. Like if you poison an insect, then a bird or small mammal eats that insect and they slowly get poisoned by all the poisoned insects they eat, then something eats them, like an owl, and that gets poisoned, then as it rots the poison goes into the environment, etc. Poison never dies. Venom has to be injected, so yes you can be envenomated by a dead animal, if you are stupid. Poison can be inhaled, eaten/drunk or even through touch. So if a cow is poisoned you have to dispose of the body safely, if a cow is bitten by a venomous snake, technically you can still have steak for dinner.

Are all Australian animals out to kill you?

Maybe.

They could want to kill us, I mean as a species we aren't that great. Their ability to kill us however is limited. So are all Aussie animals able to kill you? No. So we have lots of cute small mammals, like antechinus, dunnarts, pygmy possums and the like, that can bite and scratch but are very tiny bois. We even have lots of non-venomous snakes, pythons and blind snakes. Most lizards outside of Goannas can't cause too much damage. Echidna's are completely defensive, have no attack whatsoever. Lots of birds have no interest in you, unless you get near their nest. Freshwater Turtles, Little Penguins and Tawny Frogmouths all main defense is shitting really stinky shit at you. Even our venomous snakes, as long as you seek medical attention you should be fine. Considering we have the top 10 most venomous snakes in the world but average only 1 death a year that's pretty good.

But you still have lots of dangerous animals right?

Yes.

Maybe I should elaborate. Any animal is dangerous, including you, if given the right circumstances. I'm a lovely person but hurt my dog and you better run. Most animals don't want a bar of you. However, if you are a threat to them, or their babies, they will defend themselves. A lot of animals get tagged with the word 'aggressive' which I don't like, aggression is a human emotion that I've never seen in wild animals, or even pets and things. Mostly it's defensive behaviours that people read wrong. For example, the most venomous snake in the world is the Inland Taipan (found in Aust.), however the most dangerous snake in Australia is the Eastern Brown snake, less venomous but also less shy and lives in suburbia. Still, it only ever strikes at people when it feels cornered and needs to get you to back the hell off. And lets be real here, what else can they do? They can't yell and scream, they can't punch or kick. Legit their only option is to bite, and even then mostly it's a closed mouth strike to freak you out into stepping back, and most people bitten by snakes are given a 'dry bite' where no venom is injected, as they want to use it on their food not waste it on us. And 90% of snake bites that happen in Australia are people either trying to catch or kill a snake.

It's fairly simple. Don't threaten animals, don't give them a reason to be dangerous and you are fine. Crocodiles in the water? Don't swim there. Sharks around? Avoid swimming at twilight. Snake? Leave it alone. Nest with baby birds? walk away. You don't randomly show up in some strangers home and expect them not to react, so why do we expect different from animals?

What animals are on the most 'dangerous list' then? Which animals should I really avoid pissing off?

Start with the obvious. Crocodiles, venomous snakes, sharks, some jellyfish, venomous spiders, stone fish, blue ringed octopus, birds of prey (our Wedge Tailed Eagle WILL attack drones, hang-gliders and helicopters if they come into their territory) Then you've got the less obvious. Ants - like meat ants, they will swarm over you then all bite down at once. 1 bite isn't so bad, a whole colony biting you, deadly. Then there's other ants in the Myrmecia family (bull ants and the like) that are just HUGE, and have massive mandables for biting and also can sting you, and are one of the most toxic insects in the world.

Wombats - Can run at 40km/hr, skull so hard it's the only thing a Tassie Devil can't eat, able to bite your calf muscle clean off your leg, oh and they have killer booty. A hard cartilage plate in their lower back that they use to block their burrows, and if threatened can lay down and as the animal tries to get past jam their legs straight and crush the skull of a fox against the roof of their burrow, easily break a dingoes jaw or even destroy your hand.

Kangaroos - yes they box, hahaha wouldn't it be funny to box with a kangaroo. NO. Kangroos box for fun but also to defend themselves and their mob. The Alpha male is the big buff one that looks like he's on steroids. He looks like that for a reason, to defend and protect his mob. DO NOT MESS WITH ANY KANGAROOs, but really don't mess with Big Daddy (for being the alpha he gets all the ladies) Kangaroos are made for this. A punch from a Kangaroo can easily break you ribs. They can lean back on their tail and bring both legs up to kick you, easily tearing you open, which they can do with the claws on their toes, and so basically dissecting you from sternum down. Oh and if they gran you round the neck for a 'Cuddle' DUCK AND RUN. They will hold you in a kind of choke hold and then bring their legs up to kick you and basically snap you in half. Don't even mess with Wallabies man, they may be smaller but can still do damage.

Tassie Devils - are extremely shy and slower than you, like you can actually run away from them. BUT. They have the strongest bite strength compared to size of any animal. The have a PSI of 1200 and males weigh around 8 kg. For perspective, Hyenas have a PSI of 1100 and males weigh around 50kg

Brushtail Possums - They may be cuter than the American Opossums but trust me, they don't want you around. They are solitary so most people have heard them fighting of a night, screeching, shrieking, hissing, growling and making darth vadar noises. Heads up from someone who has had to rescue them from awkward places (fire-places, BBQs, closets) They are stronger than you and they will f*** you up. Even without them meaning to I've gotten injuries from my joey Brushies, they get so keen on their milk when you put it in that they climb your arm and their claws are sharper than cats. Also the sheer strength of them. I'm stronger than I look but if they are clinging on to a tree you are gonna need all your strength to get them off. The can also bite your finger clean off. And I've seen injuries from people who feed wild ones and for some reason have been late to put out the food or something and they've climbed their leg or even jumped on them - stitches were required in a few of those cases (human skin is not thick like tree bark)

What's with Magpies and swooping?

Simple, they have nests/babies and are protecting them. Australia Magpies are very smart and can recognise faces. If they think you are a threat they will try and scare you off. Just like if you're walking along with your toddler and there's a weirdo doing something strange you hold the kid tighter and closer to you and move through faster. But these guys can't just move their nests or their babies. The spot is chosen based on food availability and shelter from sun and rain, but also not being too cold. It's their spot. I've never been swooped by Magpies, other birds yes, but not Magpies. My local birds know me as the lady that cleans and fills the bird bath. Legit the Magpies sing a specific song when it needs filling to call me out to do it. So don't be a threat. If they are swooping in that area, try to avoid it or go through quickly. We used to have Plovers at my school, in the bush at the end of the oval. Never a problem. One day some kids go into the bush and stomp on their nest and eggs. After that they would swoop anyone who came close to there. So the school blocked off that end of the oval. Fair call. Wasn't the birds fault.

Why is everything named so basic?

Oh you mean the snake that's black with a red belly being balled a Red Belly Black Snake, and the tree with all the doodles on it being called a Scribbly Gum? 80% of plants and animals found in Australia are found NO WHERE ELSE. So the early Europeans had a lot of things to name and when they tried naming it themselves they would get it wrong. 2 good examples are: The Death Adder (only considered highly venomous, not deadly, and not an Adder). Also you're only likely to get bitten if you stand on it or try to pick it up. The Australian Magpie, they saw a black and white bird so it must be a magpie. Nope. Actually not in the corvidae family but in the butcherbird family - Artamidae. So their solution was to either take the Aboriginal word, for example, Quoll, Kookaburra, Koala, Quokka, Taipan. Or name it after what it looks like/sounds like/ is found Boobook Owl - makes a sound like booooo-book Squirrel Glider Eastern Water Dragon Grey Headed Flying Fox Flaky Bark Tea Tree Old man Banksia This can cause confusion though as not every brown coloured snake is a brown snake, and not all Eastern brown snakes are brown. Squirrel Gliders aren't related to squirrels. Flying foxes are bats not actual foxes that fly.

What do I do if I find injured wildlife?

Well, depends on the wildlife and where it is. If it's in a dangerous position, like the middle of a highway, don't try anything. First thing, call a wildlife rescue group, there are plenty around and they have trained people who know what to do. A quick google search should show you all you need to know, also the IFAW's Wildlife Rescue App will identify the closest group to you.

If it's a snake, adult wombat or kangaroo, or any other animal that can cause you serious injury, leave it be. The wildlife rescuers you call can give you basic info on how to help but mostly calling them is the main thing.

If it's something smaller, like a young animal or glider or baby bird and you are able to put it into a cardboard box that will be perfect. The 3 main things injured/ill wildlife need are warmth, dark and quiet. You don't need to worry about food or water. The rescuers will organise that. If you give food or water to an animal in shock you can cause more damage.

THE BEST THING IS TO DO NOTHING. I know this sounds stupid. But so many problems can occur from people who don't know what they are doing helping out. You know what they say about good intentions. For example, picking up a Koala like you would pick up a human child (under the armpits, around the chest) you could actually break their ribs. Also so many Koalas end up needing vet care during heat waves because people pour water into their mouths - they can get pneumonia as the water goes in too fast, it is not a natural way for them to drink. You can also get yourself injured or make the animals injuries worse. I have seen Kangaroos with broken legs get up and try to hop away from people. I have seen severe scratches on other people because they tried to pick up an animal.

What diseases can wildlife give me?

Well. I only know about Australian wildlife, and it's very different to other parts of the world. If you get a bad bite or scratch from wildlife you should see your doctor ASAP, get the wound cleaned properly and make sure your tetanus is up to date (same as if a pet gives you a bad bite or scratch).

There aren't that many Zoonosis that are around in Australia that are easy to catch. Mostly you have to be dealing directly with sick wildlife to get them.

The main thing is Australian Bat Lyssavirus. ABL for short. Now our bats can carry it. About 1 in 1000 bats may have it and you HAVE to be bitten or scratched for it to be transmitted to you. If you are bitten or scratched by a bat your chance is 0.1% of getting ABL but it is related to Rabies, so head straight to hospital for treatment. If you don't touch a bat you won't get bitten or scratched and so your chance of getting it is 0. Hendra is the other virus our bats carry, however it has to go through a horse before it mutates enough for humans to get it.

Basically it's only when you get involved with wildlife that your risk of getting a disease from them is higher than VERY unlikely. If you happen to help some wildlife, and you maybe wrap them in a towel or jumper, even if they urinate on it. You can just chuck it in the wash (I usually add a little extra disinfectant) and it will be fine. Treat it the same as if a pet had used it or urinated on it.

What's some Good Wildlife Apps to have?

Well, there's so many out there now hey? Here's some that I've found handy or know people that use. WomSAT EchidnaCSI PlatypusSPOT are all for recording sightings of these animals (wombats/echidnas/platypus) this helps researches track where they are and how they are going which means we can help them more as well. OzAtlas - record a sighting of anything Australian, animal, plant, fungus, insect. FrogID - need to identify a frog? This is the app for you. Use photos or sound recordings, Field Guide to *insert state/territory* Fauna - Have a field guide on you wherever you are without having to carry a book. Seek by inaturalist - Helps you identify any animals, plants, insect, fungus. IFAW Wildlife Rescue - wildlife rescue app (currently for NSW only but soon expanding) will give you advice on what to do and put you into contact with the local wildlife rescue groups.

Besides Cats and Foxes, what other invasive species have you got that cause problems?

First up, any invasive species causes a problem. In Tasmania they have issues with Sugar Gliders, because they are not naturally found there and use up tree hollows that other animals need. Invasive species cause competition for food, water and shelter. They can also bring in diseases that didn't exist in Australia before and that our natives have no defence against (like cats and Toxoplasmosis) Here's a quick list of invasive animal species in Australia. Cats, dogs, foxes, pigs, water buffalo, ferrets rabbits, horses/brumbies, goats, camels, Cane Toad, European Honey Bee, Common Myna bird, deer, donkey, common starling, common pigeon, black rat, brown rat.

There's more, there's reptiles, and weeds and fish but those guys ^ are the main ones that cause problems.

I am an animal lover but unless we get rid of these animals you loose more in the long run. I'm 100% against use of poisons, I prefer having people hunt them to be honest. If you know what you are doing and have the right equipment you can give them a quick, painless death. To give you an idea how bad invasives are:

The introduction of the rabbit is the main cause the Lesser Bilby became extinct.

The introduction of cats and toxoplasmosis is believed to be the main reason Eastern Quolls became extinct on mainland Australia

Rats led directly to the extinction of 5 of Lord Howe Island's bird species

30% of our land snakes and Goannas are at risk as Cane Toads are rapidly spreading and eat their eggs.

The Common Myna Bird is the 2nd greatest threat to Australian native birds (habitat loss being the 1st)

The fox population has been estimated at 72 million and consume around 190 million birds a year

There's an estimated 23 million wild pigs/boars and an estimated 2.6 million goats - all eating whatever they come across.

How can I help Australian Wildlife?

There's the stuff we already know, like reduce/reuse/recycle and don't litter. But there's other things you may not know about.

Turn off lights at night - any lights that you don't need, don't have them on, especially if they are outside. Lots of animals require insects in their diets, particularly moths, which can be distracted by lights. Zoos Victoria have launched educational stuff for this https://youtu.be/ZAcL4FKPtHw

Learn about them - It's not hard, there's multiple ways you can do it. There's books, tv shows, pod casts, you can follow sanctuaries and other people who work with wildlife on social media. Planting flora that's native to your area is great as different plants can attract different animals and it's much lower maintenance, being made for that environment. You can even find cool life-hacks like Lemon Scented Tea-Tree doesn't just smell amazing and feed lots of wildlife, it keeps the mozzies away! There's different kinds of nesting boxes out there specific to different species that you can put up to help 'foster' that species. You can even become friends with your local Magpies! Mine know me as the lady who cleans and fills the bird bath and all I had to do was whistle to them when I was done and now they are really chill around me and I get to watch their antics. Debunk Myths! - In learning about wildlife you can debunk lots of myths like: a mother bird won't take it's chick back if you've touched it (fake news!) or that snakes dislocate their jaw to swallow their prey (that would be soooo painful!)

Put out water - have a bird bath and keep it clean and full. Or if you don't have one or want to get one just put water out on hot days. Summer's getting hotter and hotter and our animals really suffer. So put out a nice pot or container of water. Don't forget to put a rock or a stick in it if it's a slippery surface (like plastic or metal) so that little animals and bugs don't fall in and drown, and keep it out of the sun if it's likely to heat up.

Check roadkill - it's not pleasant but needs to be done. Don't do it if it's a motorway or somewhere dangerous, but if you can PLEASE do. Roadkill sometimes looks dead but isn't and you don't want them laying there suffering. They may have pouch young if they are a marsupial or young nearby that will need care without their parent. And where possible get it off the road. Species like Tasmanian Devils, Goannas and Wedge Tailed Eagles feed on roadkill and can then end up as roadkill themselves. Even if you have to drag it, it's dead and not gonna feel any more pain. 100% of people I have attended a rescue for who have called because they stopped and found a joey or young in a pouch or hiding nearby have not regretted their decision at all. Even if they were late for work, they saved a life and it was worth it.

Avoid using poisons - insecticides, pesticides, snail bait and straight up rat poison. Like mentioned in POISON VS VENOM, it just keeps killing. There are so many other options out there and they aren't hard to find. There's stuff on the internet but also at Bunnings I've found more environmentally sound options that use Tea Tree oils and Eucalyptus instead and work just as well.

Don't feed them! - Most Aussie animals are gluten and lactose intolerant. BREAD IS REALLY BAD! and if not eaten it gets mouldy and causes disease. Putting out bird seed is the number 1 problem when we talk 'feeding wildlife'. WHY?

The 'wild birdseed' that you buy in shops isn't actually for wild birds. JUST LOOK AT IT, you don't see those seeds growing out in the wild. The main seed wild birds eat are Bottle-brush, She-oaks, Banksias, Wattle and Eucalypts. None of those are found in these bags of seed.

Even for seed eaters that seed you buy is too fatty and unbalanced

For those that don't usually eat seed, like Lorikeets, eating the seed destroys the specialised bristles on their tongues that they need to eat their natural food - nectar and pollen.

If you don't keep it clean you will spread diseases, especially psittacosis (beak and feather) for which there is no cure just a slow, drawn out death. You can also catch it and end up in hospital.

You cause an imbalance. Animals breed based on food availability, if you make food available they will breed but there might not be enough space or trees available and you create more competition and also they end up relying on you and if you go on holiday or anything they can die without that food.

You can cause health issues in other animals. Possums love bird seed but it makes them fat, making it harder for them to escape predators.

You will be feeding non-natives. For example, the Common Myna bird cannot survive on wild plants, but if there is a food source around they can. Got rid of Common Mynas in my neighbourhood by convincing my neighbours to stop putting out bird seed.

RATS LOVE BIRD SEED. Specially feral rats. Mice also love bird seed.

You make a predator hot-spot. It won't take long for predators to realised animals they prey on visit your feeding station and they will come. The most common predator I find around bird seed? Snakes. Snakes love rats and mice, rats and mice love bird seed. You do the maths.

If you want to feed them just do some research and plant trees that are food for them.

How many species are endangered?

Sadly, it's almost quicker to list what's NOT endangered in Australia.

That's hard to say as there is different ways they can be endangered. In one area they may be common, but in another they could be disappearing. You can have Endangered lists at different levels; local, state, national and international.

But the most used list is the International Union for Conservation of Nature’s Red List of Threatened Species has evolved to become the world’s most comprehensive information source on the global extinction risk status of animal, fungus and plant species. AKA the IUNC Red List

Here's a bit of a breakdown: EXTINCT 26 mammals 7 birds 4 amphibians CRITICALLY ENDANGERED 7 mammals 8 birds 15 amphibians 13 reptiles ENDANGERED 18 mammals 29 birds 18 amphibians 21 Reptiles VULNERABLE 51 mammals 40 birds 23 amphibians 35 reptiles NEAR THREATENED 43 mammals 37 birds 9 amphibians 21 reptiles

Then there's the "data deficient" category where they really just don't have the info. 10 mammals 11 amphibians 42 reptiles

I will continue to update this post as I think of other things. Feel free to send me any questions you have

[almostnerdyninja]

This is me with the fear of trusting myself to express myself, since that happened.

Hi, I'm Rosy and I'm 13 years old I would give myself more but now I'll explain why.

Ever since I was born, I had always been a pafutella, I liked to binge on food, and I didn't listen to anyone.

it had been like that until fifth grade, I had a best friend, she was in class with me until i.tradi I don't calculate anymore and so I did the. same.

and it is difficult to understand myself, I am very closed but as soon as I open up I become a completely different person, but I do not have the courage to do so

starting from the second grade I started not feeling good about myself so I started not eating and doing nothing, I dressed badly, I weighed more than 50kg, then I'm at least 1.50 short, in middle school I had met a boy he was third grade I used to, he was the usual vain guy, I didn't calculate on my side I wrote to him, he replied, but nothing, until one summer I declared myself and he told me he was engaged from there my heart broke.

Well now here I am, with a crazy confusion at school I don't speak, do you think that or even invented to suffer from anorexia at 11 but nothing greet me and every now and then they talk to me, sometimes I hate myself for not knowing how to talk to others, I also do I have an art class at school well, I like to draw, I know how to let off steam.

nothing now I leave you to history. hi!

[kyutown]

hii, if you are accepting requests, can I ask for a ship with bts, txt and nct 127?

Thank you in advance ^^

(also, my mother language is portuguese, so I'm sorry for any mistake, for the long description too)

Physical:

So... my height is 162cm (5'4), I weigh around 50kg, I have a skinny body figure with an hourglass shape, thin waist, long (almost reaches my belly button) and straight medium brown hair, dark brown eyes and pale skin. People always tell me that I'm naturally charming. I'm not a big fan of heavy make up, that's why 95% of the time I'm barefaced. The color that best suits me is black, small face: 17,5cm (last time I've measured was 18cm, but I just measured yesterday again and it was 17,5cm lol), soft skin, eye smile, kind of an aegyo-sal (however, only appears sometimes, idk, not sure if it really is) and bunny teeth.

I used to have double eyelids in both eyes, but now I have a double eyelid on my left eye and a triple eyelid on my right eye, (somehow I developed a third eyelid in the beginning of the year).

Personality:

My MBTI is ENFP-T, sign is Sagittarius. I'm the youngest, silliest and weirdest in my group of friends. An only child. I can be friendly or very shy at first, it depends on my mood. Love spending time alone and thinking by myself, I'm very competitive, can do both sexy and cute styles, a scaredy cat, love perfumes and fashion, animal lover, midnight person, traditional romantic, very curious, like romance and horror movies, fav color is purple since 2010, pretty talented at singing; dancing; drawing and acting. I LOVE playing video games since I was around 4 or 5 years old. Also LOVE stars, moon, galaxy and everything about the universe (and prefer sunset over sunrise). I've always been one of the smartest at my school, even tho I hate to study, it just seems natural. I also can speak 3 different languages.

People usually laugh of what I say, so I guess I'm kinda funny (?)

I'm very honest, kind, active/athletic (I can't stand still for a long time, I have the necessity of keep moving), a bit sarcastic, bubbly, dirty minded, sincere, open-minded, loyal and love eating sweet things.

I have extreme fear of bees, whenever I see one I start screaming, running and (in some extreme cases) crying.

Most of the time I just pretend that I'm strong and cold, but actually I'm very fragile with my emotions, I act like idc, but later I will surely think about and cry.

Flaws: stubborn; bossy; too much emotional; I'm sincere on the point that sometimes can hurt the others and manipulative.

I'm already a bit stage experienced, since I started "performing" when I was only 11 years old, it started with a role as the lead actress in a play at my old school, for a crowd of around 300 people. I was the lead actress in 2016, 2017 and 2018. In 2017 I joined a choir and stayed until 2018. In 2019 I participated in a school show talents with my group of friends, we danced very like a girlgroup. Since then, I took a break from the stage. But never did something in the professional level, only at school.

I took both contemporary and street dance/hip hop classes at the age of 10 (2015), as well drama classes. And in 2017 I took singing lessons.

(yeah, I'm a 04 liner)

Clothing style I'd say I'm more of a tumblr/casual, I can wear any color, but darker tones fits me the best.

My current biggest ambition is to become famous, I'd love to become an Idol cuz I completely love the stage/singing/dancing and performing. Hopefully it can become reality soon. (Yeah, I'm willing to audition in the beginning of the next year)

My fav skinship is holding hands, hugs only if they are quick. I just want to hug longer my s/o (and my parents ofc), I'm not a VERY touchy and clingy person, I like to have my personal space.

My ideal type: is a guy who is at least 172cm but I would prefer his height to be between 175cm-180cm, not small but not a giant, has black or dark brown straight hair. Ideal age gap 1995-2002, I'm totally into an older s/o, but not older than a 95 liner (I don't want him to look like he is my father). An understanding boy, who knows how to respect privacy, because I like to spend some time by myself, romantic, loyal, trustworthy, honest, knows how to dance, open-minded. Affectionate but not THAT clingy, I'd feel annoyed if he wanted to live glued to me 24/7. Sometimes, when feeling more affectionate, I will want to hug him all day and cuddle while watching something and have a good conversation.

I believe in destiny, so a person who wouldn't make fun of that, cuz I get sad/mad pretty easily tbh.

Someone who isn't only a s/o, but also a best friend, who I can have fun and share everything. I'd melt inside when he praises me a lot, but I wouldn't know how to react on the outside.

I'd like if he has the same liking for shopping as me, and for traveling too.

That's it, I tried to be as detailed as possible about everything and resulted in a really long description. I hope you don't feel bothered for it.

hi! thank you for responding!

for bts, i think jimin would be good with you! jimin would not only be your significant other but he would always be like your best friend which you wanted! he would talk with you, go shopping with you and do all of the things you would do with your friends! when you have a fight or argument with family or friends, he would always be there for you and would always want to see you having fun!

for txt, i think yeonjun would match you well! yeonjun is a fashionista! he would be the type to dress up with you, go shopping and would do many of the other fashion things with you! he is also born in 1999 which matches your ideal age gap! he would also give you lots of hugs but would still understand if you need your alone time and privacy. but he would love it when you hug him!

for nct 127, i think taeyong would be a great fit! he enjoys listening to music, watching movies and playing games! he would for sure, be the type to spend his free time with you! he would also be the one who would be understanding, affectionate, loyal, trustworthy, open-minded and honest! he would be many if not all of the adjectives that you listed above!

[nordfjording]

When I should be sleeping I like to go through every dog on our only rehoming facility’s website and see if I could snag one of them.

I swear there are usually more but I guess quarantine?? Oh well! As you can see, a broad selection! Let’s go, shall we?

1) Sverre, Flat coated retriever/setter mix, born 2014. “New home must have experience with problem behaviour” and “new owners will have to make multiple frequent visits before any trial period.” So that’s... a 7 hour drive and a no. I wish him all the best though!

2) Dobby, Jordanian street dog, born 2018. Shy boy, wishes to live rurally in a very calm environment where not much happens outside. No children, could potentially live with a calm and stable dog. I live in the middle of town where there’s noise twenty-four-fucking-seven, I swear you can hear people in neighbouring buildings breathing, but Sparta is... Sparta is stable, right?

3) “Marlo is a 3yo berner sennen” Oh yay! “and behaviourally a very untypical one.” Oh no. “To be considered as a new home for Marlo you must offer a rural home, yard and a dog run where he can be alone when he chooses. You should only have a small network -” um okay yeah let’s. let’s. next?

4) Kira! Cairn/staffy mix born 2016, a “sensitive little dog who thinks strangers are a bit scary,” but I mean so do I, so that’s fair! “She doesn’t care for other dogs so has to be walked leashed and kept sheltered from other dogs.” (Sideeyes the dog I already have)

5) Gunnar, neutered, 9yo presa canario/ambull. Cuddly, sweet, trusting, low energy, separation anxiety. Gunnar needs to be “sheltered from other dogs as he isn’t sociable. A country home with few dogs in the neighbourhood would be ideal -”

6) Kotlet, jagdterrier, born 2013. A cool fellow full of life and joy, lively and energetic and full of gunpowder (as we say in Norway.) The following three paragraphs really drive home how much he’s improved and how he’ll require continued training in a new home. On what? Who knows. But he can’t live with dogs or cats or children, though he “can now be alone for a few hours.” So... let’s put a pin in him i guess?

7) Loke! Gorgeous 3yo elkhound, sweet and loving with people he knows. Cuddly and contact-seeking with friends. Severe resource guarding. Will need a home without kids or animals. Sorry, buddy!

8) Odin, 6yo presa canario. They’re only open to applicants with experience with similar large guarding breeds. I have experience with a herder who, if I fatten her up a bit, weighs the same as our cat.

9) Jakob, 11, also presa canario (is this a thing now suddenly?) “With his over 50kg he is strong as a bear and needs to live with someone strong enough to hold him back if necessary.” Well I mean that’s a bit exclusionary- “Sometimes Jakob can get a little angry at other dogs.”

10) JOE! Joe is a TEN year old GERMAN SHEPHERD and MALINOIS MIX and he is PERFECT. I LOVE him. He’s good with children. I ADORE HIM! He hasn’t lived with another dog before but they think maybe a bitch would be fine and THAT, SOUNDS. PERFECT. He has strong prey drive and is not safe around cats or similar smaller animals. So Sparty, sorry love, but you’re getting stilts, and I’m getting a trash mal.

[jamaisjoons]

Have you ever seen those videos on youtube of BTS' ideal types and they want them to weigh around 45kg to 50kg. LIKE BRO NAMJOON POSTED HIS WEIGHT HOMIE WEIGHS 74KGS THESE BOYS WANT CHOPSTICKS😤

boys are STOOPID and BTS aren’t shielded from that sidkdoskdosk but also wasn’t that like years ago?? I’m pretty sure they’ve grown as people since then, so like aowmdowkdoakdsoekdoskd

[xtremegardens]

On Tramping in Glenorchy

This blog returns with another adventure. This time, the setting is the picturesque mountains of Glenorchy, just outside of Queenstown and our adventure is a Kiwi favourite: tramping.

Originally, it was to be a four days and three nights tramp, sleeping in huts in the mountain. I said no. Then it was changed to a one-day trip. As you, the dear reader will find out, it did not go quite as I thought.

On this trip, we have three Thai men of differing ages, a women of Filipino descent from Oamaru, and a Singaporean man. You know who you are.

Our journey began in Dunedin. On the way to Queenstown, we went to a clip and climb place. It was fun and fear-facing (Though the fear-facing was an ominous foreshadowing of what was to come).

Climb, geckos!

I made it to the top once, but all the other times I was too scared to keep going. But everyone had fun!

Next, everyone decided to ride go-karts. I did not, and sat and watched. The evening was spent eating pizzas and playing board games at our accommodation, which was a neat backpacking place called Juicy Snooze. The sleep pods were wonderful for their price.

The real journey, though, began on Saturday morning. Our pack leader, which I will call KT, had developed a fever and his nose issue a continuous stream of water. Nevertheless, we decided to not change our plans, as this trap had been almost a year in the making, and the weather and responsibilities kept getting in the way!

We drove out from Queenstown, past Glenorchy, and stopped at the Routeburn road end car park. We planned to walk from the start of the Routeburn track before diverting onto the Sugarloaf pass over the mountain, before coming down to the Rockburn shelter, where we will stay for the night. The next morning, we had planned to walk to Lake Sylvan and then back to the Routeburn carpark.

Being our collective first time tramping, my 14kg pack weighs heavily upon me, although the Beluga had it worse at probably 15kg or 16kg. The women of Filipino descent, which I will call Caroline, had the lightest pack, although at her size it is no less of an effort to carry it. The youngest member of our group, a Thai guy who I will name Space, is taller than I am (170cm+), but weighs an impressive 50kg.

I think we had a pretty nice variety of colour for the trip. The Beluga was especially enthusiastic.

After some very enthusiastic picture-taking at the start of the tramping bridge, we began! Then promptly stopped around 5 minutes later as many experienced a system shock. The recommended time to our shelter was 6 to 8 hours. In my mind, I fully expected this to take 9 to 10 hours. I then proceeded to be very wrong.

The climb to the top of the Sugarloaf pass was non-rewarding and took around 3.5 hours, from 10.30am to 2.00pm. I believed we stopped at least 5 times to rest. Sensing an extremely long day ahead, I had multiple protein bars and banana during those breaks. I don’t remember what anyone had for lunch.

Space is really, really strong for his weight!

The view at the top was amazing, though not amazing enough for me to have walked this track alone. However, being with friends helped greatly. Then, against the law, the Beluga bought out his drone. Everyone was extremely excited to have their picture taken by a flying camera!

The drone had no battery power, so we settled for a normal picture instead.

The next hour and a half or so was spent walking across the Saddle, an amazingly liberating walk overlooking valleys that lifted the spirits, even as it soiled our bodies and raised the chances of us developing skin cancer. I also found some Venus fly traps in their natural habitat, which KT was extremely curious about (He had killed them previously in the comfort of his own home).

KT and Caroline in the mountains. Are they not cute together?

We also met two hikers which we determined to later be magical (or really fit), as they had hiked from the other direction in the same time as we hike from ours. It was around 3.00pm by this time, and everyone appeared pleased that we had made it through half-way point. My thoughts were mostly numb as the wind was quite strong.

Amazing views!

After the saddle, we went back into the forest for some amazingly unpleasant descent on the Rockburn track. It was at this point approximately 3.5km to our shelter. There were some very challenging climbs, descents and dodgy footings. At one point, a tree had previously fallen in the forest, and nobody would have cared whether it made any sound or not, but it was in our way. Everyone pushed aside their fear of the chasm that awaited naïve trampers, and straddled the tree across it. Unfortunately, the Beluga and KT walked into water, and so they had to continue their journey on wet foot.

But no, there is more! The orange triangles, which had been leading us this whole time, now pointed to us that we have to cross a slab of rock. This sounds normal. But this slab of rock slants down at a nasty degrees, making people prone to slipping. Of course, if we slipped forward it would be OK, but we could also slip to the right, which is a chasm. KT and the Beluga ended up creating a rope system where our bags (and then our bodies, with Caroline going first) were lowered steadily across the slab. Space, being extremely light but also good at abseiling, abseiled down last. It was actually really impressive.

This rather ridiculous trend of going across difficult climbs and descents continue from 3.00pm to 8.30pm. This was more than what any of us expected. We stopped for a break at a clearing, and everyone was miserable. We were beginning to get worried as Caroline’s petite body steadily gets more sore. Space, even though light, had leg and foot pains. The Beluga looked to be in good shape, but he did start to get tired. I (a marathon runner) found myself beginning to lose stamina and getting sore legs. Our leader, KT, continued to stream water out of his nose. I had also run out of water.

My personal fear was that we would not make it out of the forest in time, therefore making me miss my PhD review. Obviously, this means that I will fail and be expelled from New Zealand. It made no sense at all, but there you go. All of us also began hallucinating. KT saw an illusory shelter, I saw a fake bridge (just trees), and goodness knows what the others saw. Quite scary at the time!

We had some options. We could find some freshwater and camp right there. We could press the Emergency Beacon and become embarrassed. Or we could keep going. And that’s what we did. Me and Space turbo-ed through the last of our strength to the Rockburn shelter, arriving at 10.10pm. It took us just about 12 total hours to get there.

There was a rainwater collection tank at the site, which caused me and Space to scream into the darkness in delight. Soon, however, we got very worried that the other three people (Caroline, KT and the Beluga) would get lost. Fortunately, they arrived soon after, with KT whistling extremely loudly and frequently. I let them know that I heard them while shouting back and lighting up a torch.

After the initial huge relief, the Beluga, Space and I put up two tents to stay the night, while Caroline and KT prepared dinner. It was a pleasant, if very tiring dinner! Of course, appropriate for a camp in the forest, dinner consisted of lamb curry and Carbonara, amongst other things.

Everyone slept like they have died for about 6 hours, from 12:20 to 7:00, wherein we were assaulted by sand flies. However, this was minor, as we had survived the night! KT had a beekeeper’s head set do thing to keep the sandflies away.

I swear that boy has everything.

My breakfast: sad noodles. The backdrop is to (almost) die for though!

The walk back was uneventful, and only took around 3 hours. Fortunately, while the walk was not a cake, it was considerably easier than yesterday. We were so glad to come to a paved path through the forest leading to the Sylvan outlet and out of the forest; so much so, people started taking photos again!

Here we are again at Lake Sylvan outlet. Everyone was very pleased with each other!

After exiting the dread forest, KT and the Beluga hitchhiked to the Routeburn car park, and came to get us at the Sylvan carpark. It was such a good job for everyone, considering that it was probably equivalent to running a marathon level of tiredness. It was a first for me as well, as I had never exercised so much in any 24 hours period! Caroline also felt that this was a momentous achievement for her, and that she can now do anything. KT was glad no one died. Above all, we agreed that it was amazing that we all kept very calm and supportive of each other through the trek!

Would go tramping with these lovelies again. But not the Sugarloaf. I hate the Sugarloaf.

Another note is that I have given this article for the group to read before posting. Initially some thought the blog oozed misery! Of course that was the purpose, but I hoped you had enjoyed readying about it regardless.

[verdart]

Okay sooo im gonna go on a rant bare with me.

In our modern day and age there are about 4 types of complications that require amputation:

Crush or blast wound

Gangrene

Infection

Loss of form and function in any other way

Toothless biting his leg to save him, where this theory makes sense and where it doesn’t?

Toothless’s jaw strength is listed as 6, gronckle is at an 8. We never see toothless bite at full force but we do see meatlug and she can crush rocks and stuff so i would consider 6 a pretty strong jaw too. So he at full force would probably be able to bite hiccups leg off.

But and a major but there toothless has more than once saved ppl from falling/ lifted them of ground without injury (even tho the force in which he lifts them and changes directions should actually ripp of limbs) and in the falling case there is no change of direction thus force… also my boy reaches with his fore legs like he probably held him(hiccup) with claws max.

Edit by later calculations about their fall in order for toothless to pull hiccup into himself he needs to pull with quite a bit of force and speed so that may have deformed the foot in a way that made it impossible to save at the age’s technology, how ever its not the first time toothless is grabing someone of the air he does a very similar save for astrid a few mins prior and her arm is completely fine…

Next theory hiccups legs getting burned beyond saving:

Dragon scales are relatively fire proof but a fire that would burn hiccups leg beyond saving would also hurt toothless badly and completely burn the leather saddle but judging by the shape of the saddle and all it was not the fire or burning. So i think thats off too.

His leg being burnt and toothless biting it off to save him… this to me doesn’t make sense… idk tho id like to hear how it may.

The last and my personal favorite head-cannon

His leg being crushed in the landing, makes the most sense to me. Toothless my boy weighs around 800 kg hiccup in the fisrt movie is around 4/5 of stoick in height thats about 164 but im gonna give him the benefit of the doubt and say he is 170cm and he is easily lifted a pretty skinny scrawny bby boy in the first movies right so imma max giving him 55kg for 170 or 50kg for 164

Why did i go on a tangent there anyways im calculating free fall speed weight doesn’t matter

Okay so at the end of the battle red death is crashed head first and hiccup and toothless’s fall start at tail height guide to dragons says the length of red death from tail to nose is 304 meters

h=1/2 x g x t^2 sooo im taking g=10 cuz im lazy t = 7,8 seconds which means they fall at 78m/s which is 280.8 km/h or 174 miles/h

Going by mgh their fall force is 8500N and by mv^2 1/2 its 8505,6N

So yeah basically hiccup falls with the force of 500N and is somewhat also gets hit with about (cuz like from the position they are in after the fall thats about how much of toothless is on him and how much is under him) 6000N force from toothless… i feel like that would crush more than a leg

Thats one impactful crush wound for you

So yeah most likely is it getting damaged in air by toothless grabing him or its the crush. The later makes more sense to me but ill leave it up to you

Anyways shout out to my cram school class mate who helped me with the physics formulas :)

Im gonna go lay and smoke now i over worked my brain

I should put like sources in here lmfao

just saw someone say that toothless purposefully took hiccup’s leg to get revenge and i won’t stand for that so here’s my two cents:

first off, we don’t actually know what happened to his leg. right? right.

i have 2 personal theories:

a. (what i always thought as a kid) when toothless saved hiccup he did so by grabbing his leg, but because of was what was going on around them he wasn’t necessarily very gentle and the leg couldn’t be saved.

b. (what i headcanon now) his leg was severely burned in the fire and had to be removed.

i’ve also heard:

his leg got badly burned so toothless bit it off in an attempt to help him

or

when toothless landed while holding hiccup, his leg was crushed.

i’m curious, do any of you have any other ideas of what might’ve happened.?

[hakuko-yingying]

When I was away

this is purely me sharing what I’ve done when I was MIA for the past few weeks, scroll by if you don’t feel like reading passages, have a splendid day! :D

Some of you may know that I was accepted as an intern at an event company in May but I was pretty bored in that month as no one really knew what to give the new intern to do. Every event had too much details and it will take too long to brief me again and note that no one knew my strength and weaknesses yet.

I got pretty close with this dude who sat next to where my temporary seat was, his name was Jack, he was a contracted employee and it was close to the end of his contract by the time I came in. He helped me in familiarizing with the company in some ways and gave me some simple tasks like searching for entertainments for a festival season event. At this time, I was still doing paper works and making phone calls, stuck in office and Jack was the only person I was comfortable talking with at the time.

I overheard his convo with his team one day, they were preparing for an event, a small scale one. The way I asked Jack politely if I could tag along was something like a scenario of me holding onto Jack’s leg and begged “BRING ME OUT OF THIS OFFICE”, his team was reluctant but he persuaded them saying bringing one more manpower wouldn’t hurt. So they allowed me to join.

Basically I was nothing different from the part timer they hired, just that she was paid and I’m not (had to wait till the end of my internship to receive my payment). But at least I was out of office. I may have shown the team what I was capable of after joining a few of their events, and finally gained their trust!

From what I heard from the event exec in that team, Kevin said he seldom bring interns with him and let them stayed in the team, I was the first (๑•͈ᴗ•͈)

I was pretty young and I’m the youngest in my company so many of them became a big sister and big brother figure to me. Especially Shawn, he reminded me of my godbrother and he really did have a brotherly image to him. He made sure Kevin and Jack wouldn’t take advantage of me hahaha he constantly messaged me when I’m out for event. During the first night I’m staying over with Kevin and Jack for event purposes, he was worried and asked if I’m alright, I had to reassure him I had pepper spare with me in case of anything.

Shawn would sometimes nag me to remember to eat because Kevin told him I had gastric issues, if I looked tired he would be concerned too. Funny story, once I went back to office after work hour basically OT-ing to help Jack to count stock to be mailed to other states because he was confused with the math I’ve done for him. Shawn and other event manager saw me, the first reaction they gave me was, “I thought you left? Why are you still here? It must be Jack’s fault. He’s gonna get it from me!” He walked out the front door and yelled “JACK GET YO ASS BACK HERE!!” I haven’t gotten the chance to say anything but he was correct, I laughed.

And then there’s Kevin, he is very good at taking care of me, he is my Sifu, he taught me a lot of things! I am very grateful for that. At first he was pretty skeptical about me but I tried my best to gain his trust. I’ve done a lot of things when I’m with him working. Kevin had a small figure, he was about 5'2" and weighed 37kg around that time, I was 5'3" and weighed 50kg. Hence I helped him with everything I could, he carries a handbag around so sometimes I would carried it for him because he was carrying a lot of things at once. I do look like his personal assistant at times lol, once I told him where his vape was in his bag when he was scavenging his bag for it before departing, he was shook that I knew exactly where it was. Both him and I have gastric issues so we basically took care of each other, I had to make sure I have food to feed him or else he wouldn’t eat anything as he doesn’t want to walk away from site, he’ll make sure I take my meals and rest.

He brought me to setups to see how things worked, he brought me to meetings and meet his clients, he briefed me everything from A-Z so that I could cover for him, he made sure I learned stuff from every event. Even though he was a smoker himself, he would scold people who blew the 2nd hand smoke in the car or whenever I’m around, appreciate it fam~ Near the end of my internship, he entrusted me to supervise a small scale event on my own with a part timer to assist me. I swear no one else other than Kevin in my company dares to let an intern to supervise an event on their own. Kevin was good enough to set everything in order before letting me take over. He made sure everything was alright and in track.

If I were to mentioned how each and everyone was nice to me, I could publish it as a novel. It's too damn long but everyone was warm and welcoming, I was well treated. I'm was in good hands. I love them with all my heart.

One of the biggest project we worked on was Milo Breakfast Day 2018. 50k of participants was expected and we had 300+ crews, I was in charge of missing child :) boy I was super furious about how ignorant some of the parents can be at times. Though there was this cutiepie who was the happiest found child brought to my tent. He came by all giggly and told us his name his age, we asked him to write down his name cuz he told us in Chinese, we wouldn't know which character it is. He was all proud to tell us which kindergarten he went to and he had no issue telling us his teacher's full name. When we asked if he knew his parents' name, "Yes! Daddy & Mommy!" :') so adorable.

His mom manage to locate our tent and retrieved him, his mom was not a single bit upset when she saw him. Which was shocking. Knowing asian cultures, you'll get some ass whooping but no. I respect her for her parenting, thumbs up for you madam!

Anyhow, my internship ended. They paid me well QAQ and I'm off to finish my last semester of my diploma and will be graduating in December. Good news is that they hired me and I'll be working for them in January 2019, more stories to come?

Thank you for reading. Love you lots too! ♡

[willow-sadly]

i was talking to boy who among his friends are all trying to lose fat and build muscle and whatnot. so this idiot brings a weighted vest along to a 20km walk which is like 20kg (i could barely lift it).

and at one point i remark it’s nearly (sorta) half of what i weigh,,, which isn’t that far fetched to say i think. since i weigh 46 kgs…

and this guy has the audacity to be like,, yeah well no offence but your probably like 50kg maybe more…

BRO WHAT WOULD YOU KNOW HUH??

then me trying to act like i don’t weight myself everyday~~~~~~~~~

i kind of did bring it upon myself tho didnt it

[dovechim]

the ocean

A/N: since it’s my birthday today, I wanted to give all my readers a gift for all your never ending support and patience!!!! thank you all so much for all your love!!!!

mermaid!Jimin x reader AU ft “what are those wiggly worms at the end of your legs?”

Summary: Sometimes, you have to lose your way before you can find yourself. It’s a tough world out there, especially in the world of ballet, but all it takes is one particularly fishy encounter to change your life forever. 

Word Count: 8.6k

“Honestly, why do you even bother getting a pedicure? You know they’re going to be ruined at the end of dance practice,” Joy tells you with a sniffle of disdain at your perfectly painted toenails as she winds tape around her own bare, unpainted toes.

You wiggle your toes in the air, admiring the glossy wine red of your newly acquired pedicure. It makes your feet look a little less bruised and battered, and even though you know the paint will chip off the second you step into your pointe shoes, it’s worth it nonetheless whenever you get to see your feet in flip flops. Which isn’t much, considering that you eat, sleep and breathe dance. It’s considered the norm here at Busan High School of Arts, and the bare minimum if you want to make the monthly cut where they eliminate the unskilled dancers in order to avoid wasting resources.

From the corner of your eye, you spot your dance teacher Seolhyun making her way into the room, and the other dancers are beginning to take their places for the routine warm up that starts every class. With practiced ease, you tape your toes into place to provide extra support and grab your pointe shoes, sliding into them, then doing up the ribbons securely around your ankles and tucking the ends away neatly. You take your place beside Joy near the front of the class and slip into the warm up that you could do with your eyes closed.

Once warm up is over, Seolhyun lines up the entire class in a single file facing her, running a critical eye over each dancer’s physique and position.

“It’s time for your weekly weigh in. Come up one by one to the scale when I call your name,” Seolhyun says as she reaches for a clipboard from her dance bag, glancing through the past records on it briefly. “Once you’re done with the weigh in, I expect you to start practicing your individual routines for the Divisional competition coming up.” She pauses briefly and smirks. “Unless your weight isn’t up to par, that is.”

The girls beside you suck in a nervous breath, and you feel a fresh wave of panic.

“I thought you told me the weigh-in was tomorrow!” You elbow Joy in the ribs, whispering furtively as the first girl steps up to the scale to be weighed.

Joy only winces apologetically, not daring to speak lest she be called up to be weighed first.

All of a sudden you feel like your leotard has shrunken a good two sizes, and it sticks to you like a second skin. You eye up all the other girls, inwardly cursing your family for insisting on that barbeque buffet just yesterday and trying your best to suck in your tummy and be as light as possible as your name is called. Feeling like you’re approaching your impending doom, you step up to the scale with your heart in your throat, feeling Seolhyun’s assessing gaze on you.

“Looks like you’ve gained weight, ________,” she says even before you step on the scale. After years of teaching thousands of students, Seolhyun’s practiced eye is never wrong. You squeeze your eyes shut and think of the breakfast and lunch you skipped today in order to make up for yesterday’s feasting, and pray for a miracle.

But the scale doesn’t lie, and your cheeks heat up when she calls out your weight to the rest of the class.

“50.3kg.” A chorus of snickers and chuckles follow, and you bite down on your lip hard enough to draw blood as you step off from the scale.

“You know what that means, _______. Pointe shoes off, running shoes on. 5 rounds around the school; loop around the beach before coming back. Don’t even think about practicing your routine until you’re well below 50kg.”

You duck your head and make a beeline for your dance bag near the back of the dance studio, avoiding the pitying gazes of your classmates as your switch shoes as fast as you can, ripping off the tape on your toes and feeling tears spring into your eyes, be it from pain or humiliation. Once out of the dance studio, you feel a little better, breathing comes a little easier as you set out on the all too familiar route.

*

By the time you’re on your last round, you’re absolutely drenched with sweat and every breath is a torture as you fight to keep placing one foot in front of the other. The salty breeze of the sea air provides little relief, and the soothing rhythm of the waves hitting the shore are urging you to slow down, and you give in to the temptation.

You kick off your shoes and dig your toes into the fine grains of pristine alabaster sand that feels like silk around your feet. The deep celestial waves of the ocean are hypnotic as it ebbs and flows, and you take one step after another until you’re almost knee deep. The sensation of the current working its way around you is almost strong enough to knock you off your feet, but the feeling of it against your sore muscles is heavenly and you close your eyes to savour it.

With your eyes closed, you don’t see the monster wave that approaches from a distance away until it crashes over your head and you’re submerged with a burning lungful of saltwater. Your feet struggle to find purchase on the seabed, only to find that the current has swept you further away from the shore. Panic fills your veins as you begin to thrash and flail around, struggling to get your head above water, but your weak limbs feel as heavy as lead and you can feel yourself slowly sinking.

But a pair of arms wraps around your waist securely, and you’re yanked up to the surface within seconds. Spluttering and coughing desperately, you blink the stinging salt water out of your eyes just as you register the feeling of a solid, warm body against yours. A blurry image of a boy with slate grey eyes and hair the colour of dark ashen blonde slowly comes into focus, and the piercing intensity of his concerned gaze steals your breath away. You’re speechless for a few seconds, transfixed by the plump fullness of his ruby red lips and the beads of water that sit upon his luminescent pearly skin that you don’t realise he’s talking to you until he has to repeat his question.

“Can you stand now?” His voice is a low rumble of satoori that sounds unfamiliar to you, having been brought up in Seoul, but you still get the gist and scramble to find purchase on the ground beneath you. You feet land easily on the soft bed of sand, and you realise that in the midst of your zoning out the handsome stranger must have navigated the both of you slightly closer to shore. You realise that your hands are flat on the stranger’s bare chest, and embarrassment heats up your cheeks as you rip your hands away immediately.

“Yes um… thank you so much,” you force your eyes to remain strictly on his damp ashen hair. “Where did you come from? I didn’t see anyone out swimming when I entered the water,” you narrow your eyes suspiciously.

The boy with gunmetal grey eyes smiles shyly, and his hands leave your waist to brush his damp hair away from his forehead. “Ah, I came in just after you did.”

That simple gesture of his is enough to transfix you as fumble around for a reply. The handsome stranger catches you staring at him and shoots you a bashful little smile as one of his hands brushes the back of his neck self consciously. “Will you be okay getting back from here?”

“Yes of course!! Thank you so much…” you let your voice trail off as you realise you’ve been ogling this man for the past five minutes but you don’t even know his name yet.

“Jimin. I’m Park Jimin,” he says with a grin that turns his eyes into little crescent moons.

“Ah, Jimin-ssi. Do you go to Busan Arts too? I’ve never seen you around town before,” you’re struggling to place his handsome face in your memory, but come up short.

He looks a little confused at your question, and the silence stretches for a tad too long. “Oh, um yes, I do go there!”

You’re about to ask what his major is when a shout interrupts, and you whip your head toward the shore only to find Joy waving at you frantically.

“________, are you alright?”

You wave back at her to let her know you’re fine, but when you turn back towards Jimin, your eyes are met with nothing but the sparkling sapphire waters, any single trace of the boy with grey eyes and ashen hair has disappeared.

*

“Did you hear a single word I just said?”

You wrench your eyes back to Joy, who’s sitting on her bed across the room from you. Wincing apologetically, you return to massaging your sore calves and trying to remember where you left off in your daily stretching routine.

Joy only sighs in response. “As I was saying, Yeri got commended by coach today. You’d better watch out, she’s using the same song as you isn’t she? If her routine’s better she’ll definitely one up you during Divisionals.”

“Oh did she?” You can only manage an uninterested sniffle as you reach toward your beside table for your pack of soothing muscle patches. Normally you’d be a lot more concerned about your long time rival earning the rare praises of Seolhyun unnie, but today you have a lot more on your mind than usual. More specifically, a boy with ashen hair and piercing slate grey eyes.

“______, you sure you’re okay? What happened to you today, why were you in the sea? You were gone for so long and I was so worried that I rushed over after training,” Joy pouts even as she shoots you a concerned look.

“Joy, I need to ask you something,” you ignore her questions. “When you saw me in the sea this afternoon, was there anyone else in the water with me?”

She doesn’t even hesitate before answering. “What are you talking about? I saw you standing waist deep in the water alone, that’s why I was so worried. I thought you were committing suicide or something.” She pauses, eyes widening in realisation. “You weren’t trying to kill yourself, were you? After how harsh Seolhyun unnie was today…”

“No! Of course I wasn’t,” you rush to reassure her, but your mind has already started to wander. How could Joy not have seen him in the water with you? Was he entirely a figment of your imagination? Closing your eyes, you can almost feel the lingering touches of his hands on your waist, the warmth emanating from his slim, muscular body and the musical lilt that accompanies the rough satoori of his voice. Your imagination may be rich, but there’s no way you’re capable of dreaming up someone like him. Resolve settles in the pit of your stomach as you glance at your running shoes by the door.

5 rounds around the school doesn’t sound so bad, all of a sudden.

*

To your disappointment, the vast spread of the ocean lies before you, completely bare of any human presence. You struggle to regulate your breathing, hunched over with your hands braced on your knees for support. In an attempt not to arouse suspicion or worry from Joy like the day before, you’d increased your jogging speed to finish your rounds faster so that you’d have a little time to spare at the end before heading back.

You kick off your shoes once more and nearly moan in relief the moment your sweaty, cramped toes hit the cool water. Hiking up your shorts, you venture in a little further until the water hits mid thigh. If you close your eyes for a moment, you can almost feel the lulling crash of the waves wash away the stinging humiliation of the previous day’s events, and the stifling worry of not being able to train. The way the water moves and bends around you even as the current continues to ebb and flow is therapeutic, and you whisper his name under your breath unknowingly.

The constant swirling of water around you is interrupted, causing you to open your eyes, only to be met with Park Jimin’s grey ones. Elation and delight erupts in your chest, and a grin creeps onto your face when you see him greeting you with a shy smile, tousling his soaked ashen locks carelessly. He’s shirtless again, and you only allow your eyes to roam the creamy expanse of his chest for a few seconds before wrangling them back to his face.

“Park Jimin. Is the sea your second home or something? You’re always soaked to the bone,” you refrain from adding a stupid comment about how hot he looks. “Oh, and hi again.”

He chuckles as he blinks the water from his eyes, and the sound shoots a thrill through you, the melodious sound of his laughter riding the salty breeze makes you want to dance more than any musical piece has.

“Hi, ________,” a smile tugs at the corner of his lips. “I guess you could say that, or you could go even further and say that it’s my first home.”

“I didn’t get to ask you what your major is yesterday. You disappeared all of a sudden, where did you go?”

“I’m undeclared,” he says with an air of ease, running a hand through his wet hair, and your eyes are transfixed on that particular droplet of water that navigates its way down his firm chest towards the sharply defined lines of his abs before disappearing below the surface of the water where he stands a little further out to sea. It’s so distracting that you don’t realise that he never answers your second question, but asks one of his own instead. “What’s your major?”

“O-oh, I’m a dance major. Ballet, more specifically.” He flashes you a little smirk when he catches you staring, and your cheeks heat up in response and you have to make a conscious effort not to stutter. “Do you always go swimming in the sea shirtless like this? Are you intending to be a synchronised swimmer or something?”

“Synchronised swimming? Do they have things like that at Busan Arts?” You were only teasing him, but his question is so genuine that you can’t help but smile. “And do you always go swimming in the sea fully clothed like this?”

His lingering gaze makes you feel a little bolder, there’s no mistaking that spark of attraction that lingers in the salty breeze between the two of you. “Only when there are cute shirtless boys around.”

He rewards you with a smile that makes his cheeks round and his eyes crease into crescent moons, and it makes you forget about all the weight that you have to lose before tomorrow’s weigh in, takes your mind off the consequences of not being able to practice when it’s this close to Divisionals.

“Will I still see you again? I mean, you never used to come here until yesterday,” Park Jimin avoids your gaze shyly as he reaches to rub the back of his neck.

“Hopefully not,” you start to say, only to catch a glimpse of his crestfallen expression before you hurry on. “If I lose enough weight before tomorrow, I won’t have to come running anymore, and I get to practice my routine for the upcoming competition. So consider it good news if you don’t see me here tomorrow,” you throw in a nervous laugh for good measure in an attempt to lighten the suddenly sombre atmosphere.

When he doesn’t say anything in response, you attempt to break the awkward silence. “But hey, we could meet up in school or something? Just come by the dance building, you know where it is right?”

Jimin brightens considerably at your suggestion, “oh yeah, that’s right! In school, we could always meet in school! It slipped my mind for a moment.”

His adorable fumbling is endearing, and you sincerely hope that you’ll be able to see him again.

“It’s to the left of the music center,” you tell him as you begin to make your way out of the water, all too aware of the weight of his gaze on your back.

*

If looks could kill, you’d be dead ten times over under the weight of Seolhyun unnie’s glare as she stares down at the class in front of her critically. When she spots you standing in the middle row, she raises a perfectly plucked eyebrow.

“_______ssi, I suppose you think you’re ready to come back and practice now?”

“Yes, Coach-nim,” you barely keep your voice steady, and she gives you an unimpressed smile in return.

“I guess there’s only one way to prove it then. Get the scale.” You hurry to the back of the dance studio and reach for the cupboard where the scale is kept, tiptoeing in an effort to reach the highest shelf where it’s stashed away. Cursing under your breath, your heart rate speeds up as anxiety begins to consume you when you can feel the whole class watching you struggle.

Just then, salvation comes in the form of a knock on the door, and you watch from the corner of your eye as Seolhyun takes her eyes off you and heads toward the door. Relief floods your entire body and Joy takes the opportunity while Seolhyun is distracted to rush over and grab the scale off the shelf for you before taking her original place.

You can barely regulate your breathing enough to thank her as you clutch the scale to your chest for dear life, closing the cupboard doors gingerly before turning around and heading toward the front of the room where Seolhyun stands, but you realise that she’s not alone. A boy with ashen blonde hair dressed in a loose white dress shirt and black pants that mold perfectly to his sculpted thighs stands fidgeting beside her, and the rest of the class is slowly erupting in supressed giggles and barely controlled swooning over how good looking this new stranger is.

Except he’s not a stranger to you.

You frantically try to catch his eye, wondering why he chooses now of all time to show up here. You’d expected him to wait till after class has ended, or look for you outside the dance studio like any normal person, not simply just knock and walk in on a lesson. Seolhyun unnie hates interruptions, and she’ll probably eat him alive for having the guts to walk in while she’s having class, you should probably tell him to run while he can-

“Class, this is Park Jimin, and he’ll be joining our class from now on.”

You almost drop the glass scale in your arms as you try to process what Seolhyun unnie just said, and your eyes immediately shift over to Jimin as he bows politely and introduces himself. He catches a glimpse of you standing slightly apart from the others, with wide eyes and clasping a weighing scale, and gives you his signature shy smile. The rest of the girls start gushing even more at the sight of this, each of them tittering to the other that Park Jimin smiled at them, when Seolhyun quietens everyone by clearing her throat. She glances at Jimin, taking in his form from head to toe, and you recognise that look that she has in her eyes, that penchant she has for humiliating others and putting them in the spotlight, literally and figuratively. A sense of dread creeps into your stomach.

“Park Jimin-ssi, I understand that you have some background of modern dance, is that so? Would it be too much to ask for quick freestyle? Of course, if you’re not ready, that’s completely fine…” Her sentence trails off as she offers a flimsy smile that only thinly disguises her veiled threats.

You watch, frozen, as Jimin bites his plush lower lip in consternation, casting a quick glance at you before seemingly steeling himself, taking in a deep breath and brushing the flaxen hair from his forehead.

“I would be delighted to, Coach-nim,” he says in his heavily accented Busan satoori that has even Seolhyun’s own strict no nonsense expression softening just a tad.

The rest of the class immediately clears out, forming two neat lines of observers and leaving the main centre area of the studio clear for Jimin as he takes his spot. Seolhyun makes her way to the AV station in the corner of a room, taking a moment to select an appropriate soundtrack for him. As strains of a familiar song seep into your consciousness, your eyes are trained on the boy with gunmetal grey eyes and ashen blonde hair, who has a look of concentration fixed upon his features as he listens to the opening notes of the song.

He almost seems to melt into the music, his body bending and flowing in a way that reminds you of the ocean waves and his movements are so fluid and effortless, yet the controlled strength and power behind them are easily apparent. Any trace of the shy boy from the ocean is gone, and he seems like a different person entirely, his intense sultry gaze capturing and holding you hostage. When he closes his eyes, the depth of his passion is painted in the way he throws his head back, exposing the creamy column of his throat, in the preciseness of every single turn and that final graceful leap that showcases his lithe strength and raw power.

Park Jimin breaks position, panting and avoiding eye contact with the girls in the front row who are admiring every single line of his body with open-mouthed stares. For a moment, no one in the studio speaks, and the only sound is of his harsh breathing. You take a moment to sneak a glance at Seolhyun, who looks pretty shell-shocked. Jimin’s eyes find yours in the back row, and he bites his lip uncertainly before offering you a timid little smile.

The spell of silence is finally broken by Seolhyun’s clapping, and the rest of the class turns to stare at her for a few seconds before belatedly joining in. Seolhyun has never praised a student so outrightly like this before. Jimin’s smile widens, and he ruffles his hair before bowing in thanks.

“The rest of you, get back to your routines. Park Jimin-ssi, may I speak with you for a moment?” Her strict, no nonsense tone cuts through the mayhem of high pitched giggling and swooning, but the rest of the class follows along obediently as she takes Jimin to the far end of the studio.

You hurry and stash the scale back in its original place, hoping that Seolhyun doesn’t remember about it before joining Joy in the opposite corner.

“So. The new guy’s kinda hot huh?” Joy says as she sneaks a glance at him with Seolhyun.

“Mhm, I guess,” you say, feigning disinterest as you begin to warm up at the barre. Even as you start to practice your routine, you can see Seolhyun finally dismissing Jimin from the corner of your eye, and when you register that he’s walking in your direction, you bend over a little more than necessary mid split. Your efforts at avoiding the handsome boy who dances better than half of this class are aided when Yeri stops him with a hand on his arm, praises about his freestyle gushing from her glib little tongue and trailing appreciative eyes all over his lithe frame. Jimin is slightly uncomfortable as he fidgets under her touch, but becomes slightly more at ease when Yeri asks him to demonstrate a particular movement again. It seems like his shyness melts away when he’s dancing, but not that you’re secretly watching him from the mirror.

*

Sweat is pouring down your face, and your bun is coming loose, but you don’t take your eyes off your form in the mirror as you spin once, twice, thrice, and then one final time. You lose your focus near the end of the last spin, causing your turns to end up messy and amateurish.

“_________-ah, maybe four turns is too much. Reducing it to three should be better,” Joy says as she sees your distress in the mirror from where she’s working on her routine.

“Yeri has four turns,” you manage through gritted teeth, positioning your feet and bracing yourself to try again.

You push off with one foot and keep your gaze locked in the mirror, fighting to keep your balance. But this time, you falter in the middle of your second turn and end up in a heap of limbs on the shiny floor of the dance studio, attracting mocking giggles and pitying looks. Trying not to groan, you fight to untangle your legs and get back on your feet, when Seolhyun claps to gather attention.

“Class, that’s all for today, good work everyone! For those who are still lacking,” here she pauses and looks directly at you, “please work harder! Divisionals are a week away!”

Majority of the class packs up and gets ready to leave once she exits the studio, and you hear Yeri offering to buy Jimin a meal under the pretense of welcoming him to the dance family. Rolling your eyes, you strengthen your resolve and walk toward the AV corner to set up your soundtrack.

“__________, you coming?” Joy hesitates at the door when everyone else has already left.

You massage your neck wearily, “You should go ahead. I have two days of practice to make up for.”

When the door closes behind her, you press play and walk to the centre of the dim studio, rotating your neck in an attempt to get rid of the stiffness. Closing your eyes, you let the music seep into your bones as you fall into your familiar routine with a sense of practiced ease until you reach the pirouettes. Gritting your teeth, you put every ounce of energy and focus into perfecting the continuous turns, but there’s a sharp twinge in the arch of your foot and you lose balance again, landing harshly on your shins. Tears are welling up and overflowing before you realise it, and you can’t distinguish tears from sweat anymore as you furiously undo the laces of your shoes and throw them across the room in frustration as the last notes of the song fades and the sound of your sobs fill the studio.

The floorboards creak behind you and you whip your head around immediately, wiping at your face and trying to pretend you’re just dabbing the sweat off your face in case it’s Seolhyun unnie, or even worse, Yeri. But the silhouette that stands in the doorway only reaches to ruffle his hair nervously with his sweater paws, and it sends a smile tugging at the corner of your lips despite yourself.

“Um, hey. How long have you been standing there?” You greet him with a raw voice, and you immediately clear your throat to try and hide the evidence of your breakdown.

“Not very long,” he says as he approaches, tossing you a paper bag and a sports drink.

You just manage to catch them in midair, setting the blue sports drink aside to take a peek in the paper bag. “Doughnuts? Jimin, thank you for this but I need to watch my weight or Seolhyun unnie will-”

“I know a way to mess with the weighing scale so you’ll always be half a kg lighter,” he says, deadpan.

“Wait what? How do you do that?”

He gives you a secretive smirk. “Eat it, then I’ll tell you.”

“You don’t really know, do you?” You narrow your eyes at him, but open the paper bag and reach for the sugar covered confectionery anyway, taking a bite out of it. Almost immediately you close your eyes and moan at the sweet bliss hitting your deprived taste buds. “This is so good, I can’t even remember the last time I had sugar that wasn’t fruit.”

“Oh. So that’s what the girl at the pastry shop meant when she told me her melons were just as sweet.”

You sputter in response, a cloud of powdered sugar spraying from your mouth. “Wait what?”

“Although why would she be selling fruit at a pastry shop though?” He scrunches his nose in thought, looking genuinely puzzled and all you want to do is squish his little button nose fondly.

“You got me, Park Jimin,” you say in the midst of giggles. “Although when you said meet in school, I had no idea we’d be meeting like this. You’re lucky Seolhyun unnie didn’t bite your head off for interrupting her class.” You rip a piece off the sweet pastry to demonstrate.

Jimin winces in response. “Well, I saved you from that weigh-in, didn’t I? Is she that bad? She told me it was too late to enter me into Divisionals, but she seemed pretty nice when she told me I was good.”

“She’s nice only to those who are talented, aka not me.”

“Oh.”

There’s a period of silence where he just watches as you lick powdered sugar from your fingers, and when you’re done, you stretch out your legs, wincing at the tension in your muscles.

“Um, thank you for this. But I have to get back to practicing, or else I won’t be able to make it to Divisionals.”

“You’re welcome, __________. But um… I saw that you were having some trouble with your turns.  If you don’t mind, I could give you some pointers?” He avoids your gaze by studying the wine red of your painted toenails intently, and his shyness is beyond adorable.

“Oh, uh okay, I could use all the help I can get,” you say as you flex your feet and wiggle your taped toes, loosening up your ankles in preparation.

“I just have one question,” Jimin is still staring at your toes. “What are those wiggly worms at the ends of your legs?”

*

You collapse onto your bed in a sweaty mess, too achy and tired to even change into sweats for bed.

“How’s your routine coming along?” Joy asks from her place on her bed across you, although her words are a little muffled by the facial mask she has on.

“Fine I guess,” you don’t tell her about Park Jimin staying back to help you even though it’s nothing much to be secretive of, but for some reason you like how it’s something that only the two of you are aware of and you’d like to keep it that way. If Joy were to somehow gain knowledge of this, the whole class is likely to know about it within the hour.

Just the thought of Park Jimin has your stomach fluttering with butterflies in the most cliché way ever, but in your defense, he’s truly one of a kind. When you nervously asked him for his phone number after today’s practice, he shot you a puzzled look and asked you what a phone was. He’s mostly shy and a little awkward at times around you, but when he dances, he transforms into an entirely different person altogether. It’s that Park Jimin you’re transfixed by, the way he creates living and breathing art with every sweep of his arms or twist of his body that inspires you and rekindles your love for dance despite the many hardships it comes with.

Over the next week or so, he continues to help you with your routine tirelessly, ignoring Yeri’s whines and pestering (to your secret satisfaction). Time passes in a blur of practice, muscle aches and the almost forbidden thrill of his hands on your waist every time he guides you into your turns during class and his soothing massages that he insists on giving you when everyone else has already left the studio.

But the day before Divisionals, you notice that Park Jimin isn’t his usual chipper self. He’s more withdrawn than usual, and his luminous, pearlescent skin is looking a little grey. The once intense gunmetal grey of his eyes now resembles a dull rain cloud on a stormy day.

“Jimin, are you sure you’re okay? You missed a turn or two in class today, and you’re never less than perfect.”

His answering smile doesn’t quite reach his eyes as he squeezes your calf in reassurance. “I’m fine, maybe a little tired that’s all.”

“You should go back to the dorms, you’ve done enough for me,” you say as you scoot closer to him, reaching to brush a stray piece of hair out of his eyes.

“No, it’s okay, I-“

“Besides, I think I need some time alone to mentally prepare myself for tomorrow,” you’d rather not lie to him if you can, but this is the only way to get his stubborn self out the door and into bed for some much needed rest. Jimin gives you a hesitant look, his teeth buried into his lower lip before nodding reluctantly.

He shifts from his position on the floor onto his knees, and leans over to press a kiss to your forehead. You freeze in response, feeling your breath catch in your throat. He’s never made a move like this before, all your previous interactions were limited to flirty touches and lingering glances, but this is a whole new level.

“This is what a guy does when he likes a girl, isn’t it? I’ve seen it in dramas.”

You can feel his plush lips smiling as he rests them against your forehead before he pulls away, heading for the door without a second glance backwards.

*

The waiting room is absolute chaos, but you’re thankful for the invention of earpieces as you sit in a corner, trying to calm yourself down. The classical piece that you’re listening to is the exact same one that you’ll dance to in a few minutes. Picturing each and every single move in your head, by the time the song repeats itself for the third time, you’ve convinced yourself that you couldn’t be any more prepared for this.

Not until Yeri plops down in the chair next to you.

“Nervous?” She holds up a handheld mirror, smoothing the flyaways of her bun back into place.

“Nope.” You give her a short reply on purpose to irk her, but she doesn’t fall for it.

“Pity. True professionals work well under stress.”

Gritting your teeth, you up the volume on your music, hoping to drown her out. But Seolhyun approaches the both of you at that instant, and you’re forced to take your earpieces out.

She addresses you first. “___________, remember to keep your balance during the turns. If you feel like you’re going to lose control, just stop at three, it’s better to risk a lower difficulty score rather than have points taken off for a fall.”

“Yes, unnie.”

“My turns are perfect, aren’t they Coach-nim?” Yeri puckers her lips at her reflection in her mirror, and you fight the urge to roll your eyes. Instead, you excuse yourself politely and head towards Joy who’s still trying to perfect her makeup.

“Hey, I saw Park Jimin out there,” she says by way of greeting, with her eyes still focused on her reflection as she applies a second coat of mascara.

“Really?”

“I wonder who he’s here to see,” she shoots you a sly look, and you turn away to hide the smile that sneaks its way onto your lips. “You’ve been spending a lot of time together hmmm? Don’t think I don’t notice the way he touches you when he “helps” you with your turns. And even if you don’t talk about it, I recognise that look on your face.”

“What look?’

“Lovesickness.”

You spin around and swat at her arm. “I am not lovesick! And he is actually helping with my turns, thank you very much.”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night,” Joy smirks at herself in the mirror before closing the tube and turning to look at you directly. “Speaking of which, how are you feeling? I know you kept tossing and turning last night, did you get enough sleep?”

“I got maybe 4 hours max. But I’ll be fine,” you hurriedly reassure her when she frowns.

“___________, please get ready, you’re on standby! Onstage in 2 minutes!” The official reads off from a clipboard before craning her neck to search the sea of dancers crowding the waiting room for you.

Your heart nearly leaps out of your throat when you hear your name being called, and you smooth down the front of your costume before giving Joy’s shoulder a nervous squeeze.

“I’ll see you later.” Shooting her a weak smile, you head towards the stage entrance and wait with bated breath.

The minutes tick down into seconds before the doors are thrown open and you allow yourself one more moment of anxiety. The moment you take a step out into the harsh glow of the spotlight, your best show stopping smile is on display, and you take a few precious seconds to search the crowd before coming to rest on a head of ashen blonde hair. The way he smiles back at you sets your heart at ease, and all of a sudden, the deafening sound of the audience’s cheers and claps are gone, the four judges who stare you down with their intimidating glares disappear, until all that’s left is you and Park Jimin.

Your body automatically lowers in the mandatory curtsy before the streams of an all too familiar song starts, and in that moment you forget everything else except that pair of gunmetal grey eyes fixed on you. By now you move more out of muscle memory than anything else, but infused into every movement is a passionate remembrance of the boy from the ocean. You glide through your routine effortlessly, your presence filling up every inch of the stage and when it comes to your pirouettes, all you have to do is think about Park Jimin guiding you into every turn with his hands on your waist to nail them perfectly, and the audience erupts into an applause that does not stop even after you give your final bow and walk off the stage.

“Oh my god you were great!!! Your turns were perfect!” Joy bombards you with a hug the moment you enter the backstage waiting room, and you laugh in relief with her. “We’ll see what that bitch Yeri has to say now!!”

“Joy! What if she hears you?” You chide her but you can’t stay angry for long when she’s bouncing around in happiness like this.

“Who cares? That little bitch deserves this, she thinks she’s so good and all-“

“Joy I think they just called your name!”

“Shit did they?? Ok love you see you later bye!!”

“Break a leg!” You call after her as she sprints off.

You’re filled with the rush of endorphins from your performance, and it feels impossible to be able to sit still in the waiting room to wait for the release of results. You know that you should stay here to congratulate Joy after she finishes her performance, but the thought of remaining in the stifling little waiting room for a second longer is unbearable. So you grab your bag from the chair in the corner, stuffing all your belongings in before sneaking out of the waiting room and into the performance hall. Craning your neck to see over the numerous heads, you try to spot Park Jimin where you last saw him when you were on stage, but your estimation must be lacking since you don’t see his bright blonde head anywhere in the hall.

A sense of worry begins to fill your chest when you remember his ashen complexion from the day before. You automatically reach for your phone to call him, only to stuff it back into your pocket in frustration when you remember that he told you he doesn’t own one. Letting yourself out of the hall as quietly as you can, you make your way back to the entrance of the waiting room, hoping that he’s there.

You peek your head into the waiting room and scan for any sign of an ashen blonde head, but the room is only filled with nervous girls pacing up and down, warming up and having silent meltdowns. Closing the door, you groan in frustration, spinning around on your heel before deciding to try the performance hall again. But you run smack into a slightly taller figure as soon as you try and take a few steps, and you’re about to give this person hell for blocking your way when you realise that the stranger’s chest feels familiar.

“You did so well out there!” His voice is a little rough, but no doubt it’s Park Jimin.

“Yah pabo! I was looking for you everywhere, where did you go? And you don’t have a phone either-“ You look up into his face, and he looks worse off from the day before. There are dark circles around his weary eyes, his normally shiny hair looks dull and unkempt. Cupping his cheeks with both hands, you’re startled at how warm he feels, to the extent of burning up.

“I’m okay, but you were so amazing-“

“Jimin, why do you feel feverish? When did this start? You should have stayed in your room, why did you come here?”

“I had to support you of course,” he smiles at you weakly, taking one of his hands from your waist to brush your cheek, and you nearly flinch at how hot his palm is.

“Jimin-ah, let me help you back to your room so you can rest okay? You shouldn’t have come,” you chide him gently even as you slide your arm around his waist and start to walk in the direction of the dorms.

“I’m really okay,” he continues to insist even as he’s too weak to resist. But you only manage to take a few steps before he stumbles, and his weight sends the both of you tumbling to the floor.

“Fuck, are you okay?” Panicked tears fill your eyes as you struggle to right the both of you, but Jimin doesn’t respond.

“Jimin? Park Jimin? Answer me!!” You shift him into a sitting position before abandoning your grip on his waist to cradle his head instead. He is deathly pale, and his lips are almost bloodless, his eyelashes dusting the very tops of his cheeks. Panic wells up in your chest as you fight to remain calm, tapping his cheek in an attempt to get a response from him as you sob his name.

His eyes flutter open.

“Jimin, you’ll be alright, I’m calling the nurse right now ok?” You fumble in your bag for your phone before belatedly remembering that you’d stuffed it in your pocket.

“No, no nurse,” he manages a weak plea as he reaches to stop you.

“C’mon, don’t be stubborn-“

“Sea.” “What?” You stop in the midst of scrolling through your contacts list for the nurse’s number.

“I need to go to the sea.”

*

“Ahjussi, please go faster if you can,” you fight to keep your calm, running your fingers through Jimin’s hair as your cradle his head in your lap.

The taxi driver only grunts in response, but he speeds up considerably. The pounding of your heart slows down slightly when you see the familiar shore of the sea.

“Jimin, we’re nearly there. How are you feeling? Talk to me ok?”

He shifts to bury his nose in your stomach, and his voice comes out in a murmur. “You smell good.”

If the situation were different, you would have laughed, but for now you settle for stroking his hair in an attempt to soothe not only him, but yourself as well.

The taxi screeches to a stop just beyond the where the sandy beach starts, and you hastily shove a wad of cash into his hands, telling him to keep the change before throwing open the door and helping Jimin out.

“Jimin, what now? We’re here, like you asked.” He takes a deep breath, scenting the salty ocean breeze, and there seems to be a little bit more colour in his cheeks now. But he’s still too weak to walk on his own.

“I need to go into the sea,” he says softly.

“Ok, let’s go,” you don’t question him and immediately start making your way toward the water, kicking off your slippers in the process.

You wince when you feel the cold water hit your toes, but it doesn’t have quite the same effect on Jimin. His entire body relaxes as soon as it comes into contact with the water, and he moans in relief.

“___________, I need to submerge my legs in the seawater. Let me go, I can manage from here.” He attempts to escape from your grasp, but you hold on to his waist tightly.

“What? No, I’m not letting you drown after I dragged your ass all the way here, Park Jimin.” Taking several steps forward, you don’t stop until you’re waist deep.

You turn to look at Jimin again, but he has his eyes closed once more. Worry threatens to consume you, until you realise that his complexion looks so much better, his cheeks are beginning to look rosy again, and his lips are as plush and ruby red as when you first saw him right here in the ocean. Pressing a hand to his forehead, his temperature has also gone down significantly, and he feels normal to the touch now.

“Jimin-“ your eyes stray to the lower half of his body to assess his condition, but the rest of your words are stuck in your throat.

Instead of a pair of legs encased in black denim jeans, under the surface of the crystal clear water lies a tail that resembles a dolphin’s, except this one is completely covered in glimmering holographic scales, so that his tail is a combination of emerald and turquoise under the glare of the sun. The scales are tessellated in neat rows that end just below his navel, and they look smooth to the touch. His tail tapers gracefully into a delicate fan of black tipped fins where each foot should be, and the intense jet-black makes the main periwinkle and viridian body of his tail stand out even more.

You open and close your mouth like a fish, speechless for once in your life.

“You look like a fish that I ate for dinner once,” Park Jimin comments drily, scrutinising your expression carefully.

“Wh-where are your legs? Oh my god. This is not happening right now. You’re a mermaid??”

“I believe the more accurate term is merman,” he scrunches his nose at you, and if you just keep your eyes above the surface of the water, you can almost pretend that it’s still Park Jimin you’re talking to, human Park Jimin.

“So they exist,” you’re breathless and mesmerised by the motion of his tail as it cuts through the water effortlessly, creating a gentle current that swirls around the both of you like an embrace. And it all falls into place. His strange comments, literal fish out of water behaviour, and your initial meeting right at this spot weeks ago.

“But… why did you come to Busan Arts? And you look like you’ve been dancing for years, not like someone who walked out of the ocean and entered a dance studio.”

He shrugs. “When your friend interrupted us on the first day, I couldn’t let her see me because it was just too dangerous for our community to be exposed to humans. But I hated myself so much for letting you slip away. So when you showed up again the next day, I was so thankful and I had to find some way of seeing you again.

As for dance, it’s similar to swimming in the ocean, just on land I guess. It comes naturally to me, but of course I had to get used to legs first,” Jimin laughs. “But I’m a fast learner.”

“No, wait. I don’t understand. Just a few moments ago you were so feverish, I was so scared, Jimin!” It’s too much information to process at once, so you decide to focus on the present issue.

“Merfolk are able to leave the sea and walk on land for short periods of time, we’ve adapted after centuries of evolution. But we start to get sick if we aren’t in contact with sea water after a few days.” His gunmetal grey eyes are fixed on yours, and just like that a sense of calm settles within you.

“Why did you do something so stupid? Living at Busan Arts to help me with my routine? You could have been killed!” You reach to slap him on the chest, but he grabs your hand with his own deftly and pulls you into his arms.

“Humans can be really stupid sometimes,” he sighs against your ear, and the rush of his breath makes electricity spark through you. You open your mouth to retort, but he silences you with a soft hush. “When we fall in love, it’s in our destiny to walk to the ends of the earth searching for that person until we find them. The equivalent of failing is a slow and painful death, so I figured I’d take my chances.”

Resting your chin on the sculpted ridge of his collarbone, you allow yourself to relax into his embrace, feeling the warmth of his body comforting you.

“I think your chances are pretty good.”

*

Outtake

You watch from the door of your bathroom as Jimin runs a towel through his damp hair, and you’re jealous of the way his shiny ashen blonde hair falls in perfect beachy waves over his forehead. It must be a mermaid- no wait, merfolk thing, you decide. No mortal human has hair that perfect, or a smile that pearlescent, or abs that defined, or-

“Like what you see?”

“Pfft. Don’t get ahead of yourself or your head might not fit through that door.”

Jimin is genuinely confused. “What? Why would my head not be able to fit through this door? I fit easily just five minutes ago.

It still slips your mind that he takes things way too literally sometimes, and you give a playful roll of your eyes.

“Hey, don’t you need to go back to the competition to wait for the results?”

“What for? I already know I’ve won first place.” You wait until a grin spreads across his face and he looks like he’s about to implode from excitement.

“First place in your heart, that is.” You erupt into giggles when you see the peeved expression on his face, doubling over in laughter.

“Wow, eomma was right. Humans are a cheesy bunch,” he grumbles as he turns back to the mirror.

“Jiminnie, I just have one question for you,” you manage to stop laughing and take a few deep breaths.

“How do merfolk have sex?”

A/N: i honestly did not expect it to turn out this long, but oh well :’) thank you all for reading, i hope you enjoyed it! i was partially inspired by legend of the blue sea and also weightlifting fairy! omg i love weightlifting fairy i can’t believe it ended already :’( please let me know what you think!

addie

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Catch and Ball

To play catch up since the unfolding of friend and boy drama. Work has been a lot. It’s been full-on with not being able to keep up with the workload, it’s different being in a commercial role because the responsibility sits with you and I have been taking things quite hard lately and upon myself. I’ve been trying to shift the mindset though I can easily get caught up in it; “ What could I have done better”

My schedule has been back on track with training which has been the highlight of the past couple of months. I feel my strength growing and I’m proud of where I’m at and how I’m getting there! The best investment was getting a trainer to help get me there.  

My health has been up and down; I lost my period, I started to become more in tune with my gut instinct when I previously didn’t think I had one at all (I had a gut instinct about gym girl and look how she turned out). I had a gut instinct something was up with my health and I was right. I'm so connected to my body and how I feel these days. I went to the doctors during what would have been my ovulation cycle, because I was spotting which is very unusual for me. Since I removed all contraception I have been super consistent. I get my period every month on time, there are two medium flow days and two light days and then over rover. When I went to the doctor, he suggested a Pelvic scan, I had already done a pregnancy test so we ruled that out pretty fast. I didn’t go immediately to get the scan but when my period was a week late, I got it done. I did another pregnancy test, also negative. I also had a blood test, to confirm I'm not pregnant. Just confirming all ways under the sun that I don’t have a baby. But they did find a 5mm cyst in my uterus wall…. The plot is thickening ( but the blood isn’t). I have had digestive issues, bad bloating and I fainted at work ( due to not eating enough based on the fact I’m full from bloating ) I have been feeling a bit down about this though there are worse things in the world. I lost my period for a couple of months, from June to August but I now have it back though with no real reason or cause to why it disappeared in the first place, everything in my tests came back normal. Doctors aren’t much help either there’s no remedy, solution, answer. Zilch!

I started seeing a kinesiologist ( after a recommendation from my friend), I was a bit of a sceptic but it’s been the most enlightening journey. She was able to pinpoint I have vitamin D deficiency ( which I already knew from my blood test), also low in B. For my gut sake, I need to reduce my dairy and fructose intake. This is all by holding vials to my chest and seeing which makes my arm weak to hold up ( Don’t knock it till you have tried it). She also works on the emotional side and releasing emotional stress and trauma that can stay in our bodies which at the moment has all been led back to family; my parent's divorce, anguish with my brothers, abandonment. The way she explained it is ‘Imagine the door flies open right now and 100 huge hairy spiders start crawling in”. Your body physically responds to that ( well mine especially being arachnophobic) and that’s what kinesiologist is about it’s finding those inner subconscious thoughts that are affecting you or bringing up emotional distress! One thing that came up for me, was the feeling of  'yearning' and it came up for 'bar boy'. I knew I had been suppressing feelings cause I was only wanting casual. She digs deeper to find whIm yearning. She can bring up the emotion from the past, to when I was 8 and my parents divorced and my dad had left, not so much physically abandoned me but its how I had felt at the time because I didn’t see him as much as I wanted. I know there is some deep-rooted family stuff I just didn’t realise I was holding onto it or even had thought about it. Most of my emotional distress is held in my large intestine which is why also experiencing bloating and irregular bowel movements. I'm back there tomorrow so going to try blog the session in more detail. 

I have been isolating myself a bit at home, having lots of Sam time which has been lonely and I have been pondering whether I’m spending my weekends the right way! I think I have avoided some social situations and it’s made me feel like a mixed bag of emotions. The weekends don’t have to be an expected way, they just need to be weekends if I choose to spend them in bed than that’s what I’ll do. I have to accept that. I’m not that bad I have one social day generally on a Saturday then have Sunday for me. My friend EM calls them sacred Sunday’s I would wholeheartedly agree! My only problem lately is I’ve been stuck in my thoughts too much. Its a work in progress. 

I made some pretty big decisions which I am stoked about; I finally am following my New Year goal of putting my plans in place of moving to Europe, huge step! I have applied for my British passport and am waiting for it to come back. I will leave in April/ May of 2020, I’m not stuck on any date but that will give me the chance to save as much as possible. I booked tickets to go home for Christmas for 5 weeks - it’s going to be my longest stint back home in a while and I’m so looking forward to it ( though worried about how I'll feel emotionally with family and time)! The lead up to these decisions was overwhelming that’s for sure, I was overthinking and drilling too much into what each aspect looked like: work, travel, money, training, settling, career, my family, my friends. It was my work Mum who said to me “Samantra, you have been thinking about travel for a long while and nothing has to all be planned, though you have an opportunity to go do it and you will regret it if you don’t”.She is spot on, and yes she calls me Samantra and I love it! I have worked for GF for 9 years, I’ve been in Sydney for 4 which has been such a monumental time in my life of personal growth. I know that moving to Europe is just going to broaden my perspective, the experience in itself will teach me so much. A new culture, a new way of life, new people, new opportunities. I’m scared, to leave the comfort and security of a company I’ve been with for so long but I also know it’s the right thing to do! I will leave behind some friendships in Sydney too which will be life long connections. My mum is here in October, with the new suitcase she bought me. So I can pack up as much as I can to take back to NZ. It’s not to say NZ will be my immediate home after Europe but that’s where my family is and that’s where my heart is and always will be. I haven’t shared my plans with work yet and I don’t plan too til I’ve locked flights and the new year rolls over, I think that’s when it will become real.

We are just past mid-year so have just reflected on the goals I set myself. I had two fitness goals. One was to do city to surf marathon- I didn’t do this but I did walk from city to surf with AJ who came and stayed for the weekend! It was so great having her company. The other was to squat my body weight which I’m close too - I can do 5 reps of 50kg. I weigh around 70kg. My savings goals have been up and down I haven’t been as careful during the year as I would have liked but being strict on my budget now I have a plan to go! My friend LH, who has always been a massive inspiration and our friendship goes back a decade and we are still close as ever. She has been living in Berlin doing a summer course and living the “hustle” life so I’ve been taking some notes and finding the way of living the Sydney “hustle” life. Her example was recycling plastic bottles for money at the supermarket. I sent her mine, which was keeping my receipt from 2018 to exchange my faulty headphones. The Europe moving goal is still on track but pushed out though I’m not sure if I will learn Dutch or try learning basics of Spanish. I want to learn more and educate myself - I have been looking at doing a supply chain course; a CPIM, a world accredited course. It’s $1800 which I see as an investment I’ve enjoyed my supply chain roles the most. I think my CV would look good to any recruiter but even better with more education up my sleeve. I will give another month to ponder and see if that’s where I want my path to go. 

I’m finally up to date on my blog! At one point I had 8 posts half-written in pieces to complete and upload - they weren’t all updates on current life but events and a few other topics of me which I'm excited about cause I had kept a goal to do more blog post this year and had brainstormed things I wanted to write about. I think as always its been a struggle but I feel I’m keeping up to date. I need to set aside the need for it to be perfect and continue writing as I feel! I truly feel lighter after writing everything out - it gives me a sense of satisfaction, but helps me to reflect on my thoughts with them on paper. Can you believe that with this post up I have written 14 posts this year?! With another post shortly to follow …. That is pretty cool! This is me playing catch up and chucking the ball to the next topic…