i work in a pet store. a woman was looking at our bettas and asked me whether one was male or female. i told her that they were all male, because they are- our company only orders male bettas. she looked at me incredulously and pointed at one and asked, “even this one?”
i was like “…yes, why?”
“it’s pink, though! why is the male fish pink?”
i swear, she was borderline angry at me. i didn’t know how to explain that fish genetics don’t adhere to human gender roles


concepts for an abandoned (+ excessively self-indulgent) short comic

small town believes the bay is cursed, but a curious local fisherman finds out that it’s not ghosts taking everyone’s ship engines apart…

We Got Married (M)

Originally posted by kthmyg

8.8k words. Arranged Marriage AU. Min Yoongi.

Warning: Fingering. Phone sex. ft Kim Namjoon.

It’s hilarious, laughable, pathetic even, how love could either build you or ruin you and yet knowing this, people still chase after it like the rise of golden light beyond the horizon, or the last drop of dew in twilight, or the flutter of that one coral blue butterflies in buttercup paved meadow.

It’s frightening, daunting, startling even, how love makes your hands clammy like you’re being interviewed by the very man who founded the big shot company you’ve applied to.

And it’s utterly, impossibly, unbelievable how love comes in many ways like a bump and a spill of coffee on crisp white shirt, or a brush of hands upon a dusty leather brown book spine or an envelope obtained from a mailbox on one’s way back from grocery shopping.

Well, that’s exactly what’s happening to Min Yoongi, second son to one of the well-known elite families in Seoul. Most of the time, he couldn’t care less about family matters; business deals, dinner with alien faces and empty conversations─ those things he’s entitled to attend with mildly bored eyes and champagne he’ll never finish in one hand. But this particular matter, he can’t just not care. One, because it directly concerns him (as if the cursive letter of his name engraved in bold black against crisp white isn’t enough indication). Two, because it’s from a certain someone in his family who he’s fond of.

Dear Yoongi,

Is written on the top of the not so neat written paper.


I know you might hate me for this.

Keep reading

Kiss someone in the middle of July,
on a day when it’s sunny at noon
and raining its own private sea at 1p.m.

Leave trails of hands along the dust that cakes
the outside of your house. Pay homage
to all that it has held,
all that it’s protected you from,

Climb a mountain, hill, or any other natural
formation you’ve never been to before.

Call out to nature, forgive her.

Tell her she’s beautiful,
tell her she’s loved.

Learn how to play an instrument that isn’t
someone’s feelings.

Forget them all. Find new people.
Go to Japan. Find the place where the sun
melts into the horizon, and pray for peace.

Dare yourself and eat some eel.

Stop trying to find God in the sky.
Instead, look for starlings, and wagtails.
Look for airplanes and kites
and clouds that look like the face of someone
you once knew, and forget them too.

Go to Paris.
Find the oldest copy of love
poems by Desbordes-Valmore,
and read it out to strangers passing in the street.

Love someone with the passion
of a dying sun. A sombre, last-breath,
lungs-afire kind of love.

Grow old like sandstone buildings,
be happy like the ocean breeze hitting the skin.

Spell love on your fingers
and watch someone’s face light up with joy
when they read what you had to say.

Bottle this light, and save it for a rainy day.

Fall in love with people who teach you new things,
like how to say the color blue in Norwegian,
or laughter in German, or how to fish in the Fontenelle Creek.

Forgive yourself in a language only you know.

Heal yourself the only way you know how: slam poetry.

Find your heart.
Love will come when it comes
but you’ll always feel homesick if you think
your heart is always someplace else.

Breathe, breathe, breathe.

—  Bucket list by aye rah

Can we talk about how fish husband goes to his sister’s memorial every night and cries?  And if you talk to him he apologizes for it?  Like he’s embarrassed of his feels? but he misses her so much?! 

Can we talk about how he was just a bab when she died and he had to listen to everyone talk about how wonderful she was and how he must have horrible survivor’s guilt, especially because he doesn’t have any magic powers?  Like maybe he lifts because the only power he can harness is his own rippling muscles?  And he can’t get emotional in public because everyone is counting on him to be brave and strong so he just has to smile and act like everything is fine?

This game is destroying me.  All the npcs have complex lives and routines that they do every day and it just feels so real, like they don’t just stand there at all hours waiting for you, they walk around and do things and have emotions and now I HAVE EMOTIONS

P.S. I am I the only one who sucked so bad at Vah Ruta that Sidon started crying out “Don’t drown!” every time I fell too far away from him to swim to me?

@juminzenweek  Day 3 | First Kiss | Discoveries

Jumin speaks on things he has discovered about Zen.

“When he is not talking, he is singing, when he tries to be quiet I can hear him thinking, I am sure he can speak underwater”

“I have seen him drop food on the floor and say five-second rule, then eat the food, I do not believe there is such a primitive rule”

“He tells me to leave him alone, So I walk away then he says I do not pay attention to him,  I am quite confused”

“He plays the piano for me while I sing to him, apparently he likes my singing,  I am a business executive, not a singer”

“He does not like expensive gifts,  So I learned how to make fish shaped bread from the vendor outside his basement apartment,  I burnt my fingers and the bread, He called me a dense jerk but still ate them like they were the most delicious meal he had ever tasted”

“He talks in his sleep,  again, I swear he can speak underwater.”

“He looks at me like I am the only person in this world,  at first,  I use to think I had something on my face but now I am accustomed to his expressive nature”

“Zen purchased a festive sweater for me at Christmas,  I could not wear it for long as he was laughing at me and the sweater was very itchy.”

“He use to throw tantrums,  I never knew the reasons,  so I left him to better organize his thoughts,  I have since learned this is not the best thing to do  unless you want something thrown at you”

“Did you know that cheese comes in a can? I did not know this, he brings home most unusual food at times… I wonder if Cat food mousse can be put in a can….”

“He took me to a Supermart?, Super grocer?,   A place where commoners buy food,  they did not have a personal shopper there and I had to put items in a cart with wheels by myself.  It is not an experience I would like to repeat”.

“He punches my arm for no reason then laughs,  I guess this is a commoner male bonding ritual,  I prefer a handshake”

“I pet his hair once and told him it is almost as beautiful as Elizabeth the 3rds,   he stomped away using inappropriate language,  I still do not understand why as Elizabeth has beautiful hair”

I am learning to adapt to his quirks and have come a fair way,  each day is a new discovery.  It is not that I am ignorant or cruel it is because I have never known any other way but my own.

He teaches me his life through his beautiful eyes although slightly barbaric at times,  I will still strive to better understand this man who has chosen to walk by my side.

Jumin Han.


HanRyu Project collaboration re-edit with @cheebsrtd

anonymous asked:

hello, you posted something about how to "humanely kill a fish". the information is wrong, and i don't want people thinking it's okay to kill a fish using vodka. it will certainly kill the fish, but it won't be humane. fish are not throw away pets and shouldn't be treated as such

Yes, thank you. Since all of my other posts have been informative and accurate, I think it’s helpful to point out here that clove oil is the better way to kill your, or a friend’s, pet fish. Thank you all for participating in The Fishcourse.