#married to the other like most well known Australian

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Why did we let keith urban be a country artist like thats just some random australian dude

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Emily Kame Kngwarreye (1910 – 1996) is considered one of Australias most significant artists. Amazingly, she only began painting with acrylics in her late seventies but in a few short years became an artist of national and international standing.

Emily was the first female painter to emerge from an art movement dominated by men and did so in a way that transformed Aboriginal painting. Employing a variety of styles over the course of her eight-year painting career, she painted her Country and sacred Dreamtime stories in a deeply emotional and expressive manner.

She was born around 1910 at Alhalkere (Soakage Bore), on the edge of the Utopia pastoral station, approximately 250km north-east of Alice Springs. Alhalkere was her fathers Country, and her mothers Country was Alhalpere, just to the east.

Despite being married twice, she had no children of her own but raised her relative Lily Sandover Kngwarreye and her niece Barbara Weir. Both becoming famous artists in their own right. Other nieces that also became famous artists include Gloria Petyarre, Kathleen Petyarre, Ada Bird Petyarre, Violet Petyarre and Nancy Petyarre.

Well before she became one of its most senior contemporary artists, Emily held a unique status within her community of Utopia. Her strong personality and past employment as a stock hand on pastoral properties in the area (at a time when women were only employed for domestic duties), reveals her forceful independence and trailblazing character.

Her age and ceremonial status also made her a senior member of the Anmatyerre language group. She was a senior custodian of cultural sites of her fathers country. She was considered the Boss Woman of the Alatyeye (pencil yam dreaming) and Kame (yam seed dreaming).

Emily started as a traditional ceremonial artist, beginning painting as a young woman as part of her cultural education. An important component of this education was learning the womens ceremonies, which are associated with in-depth knowledge of the Dreamtime stories and of womens social structures.

This knowledge is known as Awelye in Anmatyerre language. Awelye also refers to the intricate designs and symbols associated with womens rituals. These are applied to the womens upper chest, breasts and arms using fingers or brushes dipped into rich desert ochres.

Aboriginal art outside of ceremonial painting began in Utopia in 1977, when batik-making was introduced to women as part of an extended government-funded education program. In 1978, Emily was a founding member of the Utopia Womens Batik Group. In 1988, the Central Australian Aboriginal Media Association (CAAMA) completed its first project with the Utopia Womens Batik Group. This became an exhibition called Utopia - A Picture Story.

From the beginning, Emilys art stood out from the others. Rather than filling her batiks with Aboriginal symbols, she preferred patterns of layered lines and dots that revealed plant, figurative forms and cell like structures. The 88 silk batiks from this first project were acquired by the Holmes a Court Collection in Perth.

In the same year the CAAMA shop initiated The Summer Project, introducing the Utopia womens batik group to the use of acrylic paints on canvas. Among the 81 paintings completed was Emilys first artwork on canvas, Emu Woman.

Inspired by the many Dreamtime stories of which she was a custodian, Emily employed an extraordinary array of styles over the course of her eight-year painting career.

In her early works, Emily preferred the use of an earthy ochre colour palette, reflecting her experience of using natural ochres during ceremonies. Over time she expanded her repertoire to include a dazzling array of colours found in the desert landscape. Colours are significant in her paintings. Yellow, for example, often symbolises the season when the desert earth begins to dry up and the Kame (yam seeds) are ripe.

Her shifting styles also reveal her self-confidence and willingness to experiment with form, pictorial space and artistic conventions. She drew creatively from the geographic landmarks that traverse her Country and the Dreaming stories that define it. Whenever she was asked to explain her paintings, her answer was always the same:

Whole lot, that's the whole lot. Awelye (my Dreamings), Alatyeye (pencil yam), Arkerrthe (mountain devil lizard), Ntange (grass seed), Tingu (a Dreamtime pup), Ankerre (emu), Intekwe (a favorite food of emus, a small plant), Atnwerle (green bean), and Kame (yam seed). That's what I paint; the whole lot.

This is because she chose to present a very broad picture of the land and how it supports the Anmatyerre way of life. Her artworks embrace the whole life story of the Dreamtime, seeds, flowers, wind, sand and everything. Although her works relate to the modern art tradition, this resemblance is purely visual. The emphasis in Emilys paintings is on the spiritual meaning, based in the tradition of her people.

The evolving styles of Emily Kame Kngwarreyes paintings

Emily started to paint in 1988. Her early style featured visible linear tracings following the tracks of the Kame (Yam Dreaming) and animal prints associated with the Emu Dreaming. Fields of fine dots partially obscured symbolic elements.

By 1992 her paintings were so densely packed with layers of dots that her symbolic underpainting was no longer visible.

Another evolution in her painting style occurred when she began to use large brushes. She worked faster, more loosely and on a larger scale. Sometimes dragging the brush while she dotted, producing lines from the sequential dots.

By the mid 1990s she had pioneered a style of Aboriginal painting referred to as dub dub works. They were created by using large brushes which were laden with paint and then pushed into the canvas in such a way that the bristles part and the paint is mixed on the canvas.

Using this technique, she created wildly colourful artworks and her paintings became progressively more abstract. Different artists from Utopia including Polly Ngale and Freddy Purla have subsequently adopted this style.

During the last two years of her life, she used the linear patterns found on womens ceremonial body designs as the primary inspiration for her paintings. The abstracted sequential dots of colour gave way to parallel lines which were much more formally arranged. She had used lines earlier before gradually submerging them under layers of dots. This time, she created simple, bold compositions of parallel lines in strong dark colours.

The above style in turn evolved to looser meandering lines which appear to trace the shapes of the grasses and the roots of the pencil yam as they forge their way through the desert sands.

In 1996 she produced a body of work in which she depicted pencil yam dreaming using a rich ochre colour palette. In this final burst of creative energy, Emily produced a beautiful body of work known as her scribble phase. In these atmospheric paintings, lines and dots were replaced by flowing fields of colour.

https://www.kateowengallery.com/.../Emily-Kame-Kngwarreye...

[doudouneverte]

LW

a/n: I don't know what to say so just fuck off Rubiales, Vilda and the Spanish Federation

*not my GIF*

Pairing; Laura Wienroither x Chelsea WFC! Reader; Chelsea WFC x AustriaWNT!Reader (also Zinsby x platonic!reader)

Summary: You love Laura since as long as you can remember but she's oblivious so, this season you decide to get more direct but you can't count on your teammates for help.

Type: Fluff AF

Warning: nothing

word count: 1916

note: in a univer where the two LW never tore their ACL

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You've known Laura since you were young. You both played together back in Austria, and you quickly fell in love. Well, the problem was that even if you showed her your affection in every possible way (staying polite and respectful, of course), she never got it.

Coming back to England after the national break, you had one idea in mind: definitely confess your feelings for the last time. But you didn't want to be rude or anything, so you needed a plan.

And what is more helpful than an almost-married couple on your team for love advice? So, for your first day back at training, you were quick to find Magda and Pernille, who were chatting about something.

"Moms, I need your help." You declared getting instantly their attention, as well as other teammates' in the room. "I want to confess my feelings to Laura, and I need advice."

There was silence for only two seconds before all the room burst into clapping and cheers. All your teammates knew that you loved the defender since you joined the club last summer, and it was confirmed when they saw how you act around her every time you played against Arsenal.

"And that's when we make our apparition." Sam said, sliding to your right side, while Guro was sliding to your left side.

"Uh, well, actually, I wanted..."

"Don't worry, Y/n, we're the best wingmen, well, wing women, you could dream of." The Norwegian cut you off, making some of your teammates laugh.

"I really appreciate that, but..."

"Where are we starting?" The Australian said this time, "Oh, I know. We can make a big panel with 'Laura, I love you' written on it."

"Yeah, and you could show up at their next match with it." The winger approved.

"But I think we can do better than that." Sam said, she was really thinking deeply about that.

"Don't you think we should stop them?" Pernille whispered to the Swedish defender.

"Yes, but I want to know how far they'll go," Magda admitted.

And that's how the whole training session went: the two players proposed some extravagant ideas, and you politely refused them.

"And if we do something more simple?" You asked, gaining their interest, and you watched around to see something that could help you until you spotted Eve. "We can just write her a poem with flowers." You proposed.

"It sounds boring." Guro said, hurting your feelings.

"Yeah, totally overacted." Sam confirmed.

"Well, at least it's still the most realistic thing to do." Niamh said, coming from nowhere.

"Yes, and it's still pretty romantic if you find the good words." Jessie added.

The two strikers looked at each other for a long moment before agreeing, "Okay, we will try that." The Norwegian said.

You released a breath you didn't know you were keeping and thanked your auto-designated sisters. Now, the second step was to write the best poem, and for that, you had an idea.

Back in the locker room, you were searching for someone when you collided with Magda. "Hey, careful little one. Why are you running?"

"I convinced Sam and Guro not to do one of their plans, and now I need help to write a poem." You replied.

"A poem? It seems pretty romantic." The Danish said.

You didn't stay longer and resumed your way to the locker room, where you found your French teammates. "Eve, I need your help."

"The last time you said you needed somebody's help, which was literally a few hours ago, you finished being chased by Sam and Guro during the entire training session." She gently reminded you, making you laugh.

"View it like this; it's a little funny." You admitted. "But really, I really need your help. I convinced Sam and Guro to give up their crazy for something more... realistic. And now I need someone who knows how to write a poem."

"I don't know why, but it sounds more unrealistic than their crazy ideas." The French player joked. "I'm not really good at writing poems, so let's not talk about writing them in English or German, but I can suggest some famous poets if you want."

"It would be fantastic." You said. After a few names written in your notes and a little drive back home, you were ready. You spent almost all your next free day writing it, and when you were proud enough, you let your teammates give their opinions.

"Honestly, it's pretty cool." Millie said.

"Yeah, we can feel all the love you have for her." Pernille added, making you more proud.

Now only one last step remains in your plan.

A few days later, Laura was ready to train with her teammates when Katie came in the locker room with a letter.

"Girls looked at what I found. They said it was for some of us, but there is not a name, just the initial LW." After hearing this, Manu almost groaned in exasperation.

She was aware of your crush on the defender; she was the one who made you realize it, and she was the one who convinced you to finally confess your feelings. You read her the letter, and her reaction was the same as your teammates'.

Everything was good, but she should be prepared for you messing up at least one thing.

"And there are flowers too." Stina remarked.

Lia Walti and Laura were focused on the flowers, while Leah Williamson was reading the letter loudly. When she finished, everyone in the locker room was shocked by this. It was more than good; for some, it was maybe the best thing they heard, but one question was on everyone's mind.

"Who wrote this?" Katie asked.

Leah looked at the bottom of the paper, and her eyes were wide open. "Y/n Y/l/n." She announced.

"What, Y/n, like Chelsea's player?" Jen asked.

"Apparently yes." The blonde captain replied, a little surprised by that.

"Well, now the important question is, who's LW?" Manu asked, trying discreetly not to put more pressure on you.

"Well, she's not clear about. She talks about a recent injury, but the three of us had a recent injury, so I don't know." Lia replied.

"Well, if I remember correctly, we play them tomorrow, so maybe you could ask her after the game." Frida said.

Meanwhile, Laura was processing everything. It was impossible that it could be her; maybe you just fell in love with one of the older players during your first season here. She didn't know, but somewhere in her mind, she felt like she would be sad if you didn't talk about her.

The next day was match day. You were really worried because Manu told you the next night that you messed up with the most important part of the plan, and now her teammates are trying to figure out for whom you wrote this.

In the locker room, Magda sensed that you were a little stressed by that and tried all she could to relax you. "You can always tell her everything in person if she doesn't understand it." She told you, joking about how many times you tried to be subtile, but the defender never got the hints. "You just need to be you. You're an amazing person, and I'm sure she doesn't need a poem or flowers to see that, but you'll need all your courage today to tell her how you feel after we beat them, okay?"

Like your captain predicted, you won the game, and you even assisted on a goal. But now the real thing could start. On your way to Arsenal's side, you were stopped by some teammates wishing you good luck. You walked to your destination until you were stopped by two figures just before you reached your national teammates.

"I think we need to talk." Leah said with a treating tone. You looked at the two of them, a little confused.

"I think she wants to say that maybe you have something to say to us." Lia corrected when she noticed how you seemed uncomfortable.

"Uh, I don't want to be disrespectful or anything, but what are you talking about?" You asked.

"What do you mean you don't know–" Leah started to say a little irritated by the situation, but she was cut off by her teammate.

"Who is LW?" Lia asked. It took a moment for your brain to understand what was happening. The two players, the irritated tone, LW, and—wait, LW? The letter?

"Oh, my god, are you talking about the letter?"

"Yes, we're talking about the letter. What did you expect?" The blonde captain asked.

"But why did you read the letter?"

"Because you wrote it." The brunette said this time.

"Wait, does one of you have a crush on me?"

"What? Of course not!" They told you at the same time. "But you have a crush on us," the English player added.

"Me? Of course not. Well, don't get me wrong, but my heart already belongs to someone else."

"So why did you write something like this if you already love someone?" The Swiss captain asked.

"Because LW is Laura." You said like it was obvious (technically it was). There was a little silence after your words; the two Arsenal players exchanged an awkward look before they looked behind them to finally notice the Austrian player.

Laura seemed shocked by the news. Fortunately, the two older players left you after they apologized for this misinterpretation.

"Oh." The defender said.

"Yeah. Oh." You repeated.

"But since when?"

"I don't know, maybe since we played together back in Austria."

"Wow, it's been a long time then. But why didn't you tell me anything?"

"Are you kidding me?" You rolled your eyes. "I really spent all my time giving you hints. It was so obvious that Sarah and Laura treated to lock us in a closet until I found the courage to confess. And it was only on our second camp."

"Wow, now I feel stupid." She said, and you laughed a little. "I mean, at the last camp, I heard you talk with Sarah P, and you said that you already had a pretty girl in mind when she asked you about meeting one of her teammates."

"Yes, that's because this pretty girl is you." You said and almost cringed at how it seemed cheesy.

Laura played with the hem of her shirt a moment before she met your eyes. "Can I ask you something?"

"Go on."

"Do you want to go on a date with me?"

You were shaking, unable to control yourself. "Yes, of course yes." You replied, and she smiled.

"Can I ask you another thing?"

"Yes."

"Can I kiss you?" At this moment, it was like your soul was leaving your body; you felt too much happiness for a lifetime. You nodded with a big smile on your face. She approached you, and being smaller than you, she landed one hand on your shoulder while the other cupped your face. She pushed on her toes and gently pressed her lips against yours.

"Finally!" Manu yelled. "It started to be physically painful to see you two in the same room doing nothing but looking at each other like teenage girls."

You pulled away to give her the middle finger until you heard Pernille said "Behave Y/n." You groaned but returned your attention to the girl in front of you, pressing a quick peck on her lips before joining your teammates.

[preet-01]

Thinking of writing a Daniel fic with all of his bfs — Josh, max, George, Lewis, Charles, Lando, etc

Here’s a little snippet

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Max Verstappen had not known a moment of peace since the fateful day he shook hands with Daniel Ricciardo.

All sense of normality had gone out the window and he’d been a man possessed. A man in love — never mind that he was a teenager when he’d shook hands with Daniel, his point still stood. He’d fallen quickly and there was no going back, not that he would ever want to. Max was many things, idiotic was not one of them.

So there was no peace for Max because he hadn’t been the first to fall for Daniel’s pretty smile, brown eyes, and charming personality. Nor had Max been the last.

But he had dealt with it.

Max could handle the other drivers, he knew how to push their buttons and the lines that they couldn’t cross due to existing contracts and all that. Max had beat so many of them on track as well and knew that he could take out his frustrations with them during a race and Daniel would be none the wiser about it.

But then Scotty had appeared in the picture. Scotty — Red Bull sponsored athlete and Australian. However, Scotty was a snowboarder which meant more often than not his schedule was the opposite of Daniel’s and most importantly Daniel hated the cold. Then Scotty got married to Lance’s sister and it was even easier to keep Daniel from the Australian.

Max had never accounted for some American to take Daniel’s time away from him. He should have been more careful in hindsight because the American seemed to be everything that Daniel loved. Big, athletic, a farmer, all American (whatever that meant).

Daniel had met Josh Allen the American in 2019. The one year that Max and Daniel hadn’t been very close due to hurt feelings and stubbornness on both their parts. The American had snuck in when Max and Daniel were on the outs like Max’s worst nightmares.

Max couldn’t intimidate a man twice his size, he would try, of course, but Rico said he looked more like a cute angry kitten than a terrifying lion. Max didn’t know the boundaries for American football players. It was a whole new set of rules.

He’d much rather fight with Scotty for Daniel’s affections or George, at least with them he knew what their limitations were.

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Nari's Backstory

Before 1995

Nari's parents met in university when they studied the same major, her mother was an exchange student from China coming to study business, while her father is born and raised in Australia

After falling in love, the two married as soon as they graduated from university, getting marriage visas in China and Australia for the significant other

Building a business together in medical health, it became successful to the point that they do international business with China and Japan (eventually South Korea and America later in the years when Nari is an idol), and were known for being one of the first young couples to achieve such a successful business

1995

Once the parents' business was stable and they had a steady income, Nari was born on the 22nd of October, 1995

She was born in Sydney, Australia, where she grew up for most of her life - thus, becoming an Australian citizen

She visited China when she was a toddler during holidays so her mother's side of the family can visit, which is when she began to learn Mandarin alongside English (and also received Chinese citizenship)

2001 - 2007

Nari attended Primary School in Sydney, but whenever it was the holidays, she would travel to China with her parents for their work

Sometimes she would stay in China with her grandparents while her parents travel elsewhere, though her parents always make sure to keep in contact with her and finish their work as soon as possible so they can reunite with their daughter

Occasionally, she would have holidays in Australia and be with her father's parents so she can also enjoy the life of Australia - this usually happens if her parents worry that they're bringing her around too much and not letting her enjoy the childhood that she should have

2008 - 2012

When Nari started high school, she would attend the first six months before she joins her parents overseas as their work started to become more demanding. While overseas, she would be homeschooled by the top tutors in China/Japan, and would also receive extra lessons to improve the language and how to act in public

Since her parents' business is well-known, it is expected of her to make appearances sometimes at some events so she would be trained on how to act professionally and 'noble' around her parents' coworkers and partnered businesses

Because of this, it was hard for Nari to relate to her high school classmates back in Australia as they didn't have the lifestyle she had, and was often bullied by her classmates for being 'rich' and being treated like 'royalty' most of her life. Because of this, Nari dropped out of the public high school in the last year of high school and did homeschool for the rest of the year

2012 - 2015

After completing Year 12, Nari decided to participate randomly in SM's Global Auditions after coming across SHINee and Exo on the SBS Channel in Australia on the show called 'PopAsia'

After passing auditions, Nari moved to Seoul with her parents (which is when her parents started making partner business in South Korea) and began training at SM

Due to her homeschooling which consisted of a variety of subjects that included musical instruments and languages, Nari became one of the top trainees that SM kept an eye on (also because they realised who her parents were, so they respected her), but this led to jealousy with other female trainees - thus, pushing her away from them, and instead drifting to the male trainees who would later become part of the same group

2016 - 2019

After a lot of hard training, Nari debuted in 2016 with NCT U and NCT 127, receiving lots of criticism and hate for being the only female member in NCT - on the other hand, there were some who recognised her for being the daughter of her parents, so they found her amazing for being an idol

By NCT 2018, fans became used to her and began to like her - especially when she debuted in 2019 with WayV and SuperM, because they got to see more of who she was and see the talent she had

On the other hand, there were some fans who didn't like the fact she was in multiple groups, claiming her to be stealing the attention of other members and commenting on her upbringing again

Bonus: 2019 is the year she and Taeyong began to date

2020 - Present

After covid struck the world, Nari decided to devote that time to exploring other areas such as music production which she then helped produce most of NCT's songs from that time and onwards (also choreography)

She also became interested in photography and afterwards modelling, accepting invitations to fashion shows and magazine covers

She is now considered one of the top successful idols currently being the only female in NCT/WayV/SuperM, being talented in multiple musical instruments and languages, producing music and choreographies, and becoming a model for big fashion companies. Not only that but also becoming an iconic role model for youth - especially to the young women

Bonus: There are rumours going around that she might participate in some acting or variety shows, but nothing is confirmed officially due to her already busy schedule

Masterlist

Tags: @multifandomania06 @stopeatread @sunflower-0180

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They both left their lives as 'commoners'  to marry into a foreign royal family.

Yet the Duchess of Sussex Meghan Markle, 41, and Princess Mary of Denmark, 50, couldn't be more different.

While Australian-born Mary, formerly Mary Donaldson, embraced her new royal title after relocating to Denmark, Meghan has burned all bridges with Britain's monarchy for good. 

As Meghan continues to throw barbs at The Firm in her latest Netflix docuseries, we take a look at how Mary set the gold standard for life as a modern princess.

Born in Tasmania, Mary met Frederik of Denmark by chance at a Sydney pub in 2000.

They maintained a long-distance relationship for a year, with Frederik making secret trips Down Under before Mary moved to Denmark to study the Danish language at Copenhagen's Studieskolen in 2001.

The couple married in 2004 and now have four children. 

Mary's decision to marry a Danish royal came with its own challenges - she had to relinquish her Australian citizenship and change religion from Presbyterianism to the Evangelical Lutheran Church of Denmark.

Mary also had to learn a new language and familiarise herself with Danish history and culture, as well as cope with the challenges of going from a nobody to one of the most talked-about and photographed women in the world. 

Yet Mary did so without a word of complaint to the media - something Meghan has failed to achieve.

Mary, who will one day become the Queen of Denmark, has always steered clear of scandal. 

Over the years, she has refused to speak negatively about others to the media and maintained a dignified silence amid controversies such as Queen Margrethe II of Denmark's recent royal title scandal.    

Earlier this year, it was announced that four children of Queen Margrethe's youngest son, Prince Joachim, would be stripped of their royal titles and would no longer be known as His or Her Royal Highness.  

As of January 1, Prince Nikolai, 23, Prince Felix, 20, Prince Henrik, 13, and Princess Athena, 10, will become Counts and Countesses, and will be known as Their Excellencies.

Frederick and Mary's four children - Prince Christian, 16, Princess Isabella, 15, and twins Princess Josephine and Prince Vincent, 11 - remain unaffected as they are direct descendants of the future King.  

However, Princess Mary suggested that might not always be the case.

'We will look at our children's titles when the time comes,' she said in an interview with Ekstra Bladet in Copenhagen. 

'Today we cannot see what the royal house will look like when it is Christian's time, or when Christian's time begins to approach.'

She also defended her mother-in-law's decision, saying:

'Change can be extremely difficult and can really hurt. I think most people have tried it. But this does not mean that the decision is not the right one.'

'I can understand that it is a very difficult decision to have to make, and also a very difficult decision to receive.'   

Meghan, on the other hand, was reluctant to accept the expectations that come with marrying a prince.

Since stepping down as a senior royal in 2020, Meghan has clung to the spotlight by taking endless public swipes at The Firm and the British press. 

She has also complained at length about dealing with the British press, despite having plenty of experience with fame prior to becoming a Duchess. 

Media was quite the savvy media operator prior to meeting Harry, maintaining friendships with British WAGS and tabloid journalists like Piers Morgan. 

In contrast, Mary had no experience with the press prior to becoming a royal.

'I'm sure Mary looks at what Meghan has done and is horrified by it,' royal expert Phil Dampier told New Idea in 2020.

'Mary is dedicated to her role supporting Queen Margrethe and she must feel Harry and Meghan have let down Queen Elizabeth.

'If Mary had "done a Meghan," it would be like [her] marrying Frederik, and then within two years, luring him back to Australia where they met and taking him away from his family and destiny,' Dampier added.

In Meghan and Harry's new Netflix documentary, for which they were reportedly paid $150million (AUD), the American-born duchess complained at length about what a shock it was to join the Royal Family.

Meghan, who was brought up as a Christian, was baptised into the Church of England before she married Harry but reportedly didn't have to be. 

'Baptism, as we understand it in the church, is a free adult decision and is not required for marriage,' Reverend Ruth Meyers said.

In the series, Meghan claimed she was 'surprised' by the family's formality, noting that she was a 'hugger' - something she did not realise was 'jarring for some Brits'. 

She said that her sister-in-law, the Princess of Wales, was 'formal' behind closed doors and that Kate found her hugging 'jarring'.  

However, an unnamed friend has contradicted Meghan's version of events, telling  PEOPLE that Kate is in fact a 'big hugger'.

'She is warm and friendly and greets everyone with a big hug and kiss. It comes naturally to her to be like that,' they said.

Meghan also appeared to mock royal protocol by performing an exaggerated curtsey while describing her first encounter with the late Queen Elizabeth II.

She said the whole occasion felt like an antiquated banquet at Medieval Times, a family dinner theatre in the U.S. featuring staged medieval-style games, sword-fighting and jousting.

Meghan claimed she had to google the British national anthem and wasn't given a  Princess Diaries-esque crash course on royal etiquette. 

Harry also spoke of his wife's turmoil, claiming his family had asked why Meghan needed more protection than other royals.

He said they had not understood the 'race element' and had displayed a 'huge level of unconscious bias'. 

'What people need to understand is, as far as a lot of the family were concerned, everything that she was being put through, they had been put through as well,' Harry said on the Netflix documentary.

'So it was almost like a rite of passage, and some of the members of the family were like, "My wife had to go through that, so why should your girlfriend be treated any differently? Why should you get special treatment? Why should she be protected?''

'I said "The difference here is the race element".'

[rabbitcruiser]

Hug an Australian Day

Spread a little love around the world by participating in Hug an  Australian Day. Show some appreciation to an Aussie in your life, or  plan a trip!

In hindsight, Men at Work’s Down Under was a pretty average song.  Thankfully, the country has provided so much more over the years. Hug an  Australian Day is a perfect time to show gratitude and appreciation  while simultaneously spreading a little love across the world. In a  world where people are often made to feel more divided than ever, the  simple gesture can make a huge impact.

Like throwing a boomerang, the good vibes will return very quickly.  Aside from participants living or vacationing in Perth, Melbourne et al.  Hug an Australian Day needn’t impact the entire day either. It’s fun,  simple, and an event that everyone can join regardless of where they  are.

It’s certain to be a g’day for everyone involved.

Learn about Hug an Australian Day

The concept of Hug an Australian Day is truly as simple as it sounds.  Hugs are a friendly signal of affection that is scientifically shown to  have a positive psychological effect on both parties. Whether from a  loved one or a stranger, a quick and kind embrace can significantly  enhance a person’s day. Hug an Australian Day allows participants to  enjoy those rewards while also feeling that they are taking part of a  social event. And, let’s not ignore the fact that it’s great social  media content too.

Hug an Australian Day isn’t limited to Australians by birth and  current Australian citizens. Australians that have emigrated count.  Individuals with Australian heritage count. Even people that have  married into an Australian family tick the box. Ultimately, the annual  celebration is just a bit of fun that encourages people to connect with  each other while simultaneously promoting positive vibes and a little  gratitude towards the country that provided so many great pop culture  icons.

Every hug is a step towards repairing the damage that Bart Simpson  caused when dropping his pants to the Aussie government anyway…

Hugs are ultimately a physically symbolic gesture that represents  love for Australia’s culture and people. Those sentiments can quickly  grow by showing an interest. Talking about kangaroos and koala bears is  great. Meanwhile, it’s a great opportunity to enjoy a little banter by  explaining that Tim Tams will never reach the standards of Twinkies.

Hug an Australian Day could equally be known as “Show Some Love and  Appreciation to Australian Friends Day”. Wouldn’t like quite as good on a  t-shirt, though, would it? Likewise, very few people would be  interested in typing out that URL.

History of Hug an Australian Day

Despite being a fun and lighthearted celebration, Hug an Australian  Day is actually a copyrighted holiday. The annual event was launched by  Thomas and Ruth Roy, who are the co-founders of Wellcat.com too. The  couple are behind dozens of fun and crazy events and vacation ideas like  The Monitor Liberation Day, Answer Your Cat’s Question Day, Yell  ‘Fudge’ at the Cobras in North America Day, Take Your Houseplants for a  Walk Day, and more. So, the Australian-hugging day is actually a pretty  tame idea by their standards.

The day was launched by the pair simply with the humble goal “to show  our great appreciation for all the love and support the Aussies have  given us over the years” and has grown at a rapid rate in conjunction  with one of the most popular times in the year for visiting the land  Down Under. It started out relatively small scale but has gained major  press in recent years while the word has spread particularly fast on  social media and other online channels.

Participants of the annual event are advised to spoil Australian  friends with Koala bear or kangaroo toys and imported snacks. However,  it’s a great excuse for individuals to stock up on those items for  themselves. As well as a day of appreciation, it can be a day of  discovery. The day is also a family-friendly event that enables kids to  teach their kid about all things Australia too – thank the internet gods  for YouTube.

The day is now celebrated by millions of people across several  countries and continents while it additionally gains a fair level of  interest in Australia too. The history of the celebration is still in  its infancy, but there’s no doubt that people are increasingly aware of  everything the day stands for.

How to celebrate Hug an Australian Day

There’s no prizes for guessing the answer to this one. The clue is in  the title; hugging an Australian is the best way to celebrate by far.  Anyone thinking it’ll be Kylie should be so Lucky, Lucky, Lucky, but it  shouldn’t take long to find a friend, colleague, or distant relative  that fits the bill.

Anyone wanting to capture the magic of the Australian fixation of the  1980s can build their day’s activities around all things Australian.  Whack on the Kylie CD, watch Crocodile Dundee or Steve Irwin, open a tin  of Foster’s or Castlemaine XXXX, and go play with a boomerang in the  garden. Hug an Australian Day does require an Ozzie to complete the  obvious task. However, it is possible to celebrate the people and  culture of the land Down Under all alone if preferred – or with  non-Australian friends.

Others will create artistic homages to Australia or wear the flag,  potentially as a face paint design. Whichever way it is celebrated, the  #HuganAustralianDay hashtag will trend on social media throughout the  day.

Australia is a highly popular once-in-a-lifetime holiday destination  too. When combined with the pleasant climate and off-peak pricing, an  increasing number of people plan their visits to Australia around the  event. The atmosphere on the day itself is certain to be a winner, while  the memories created during that time exploring the Outback are  incredible.

There’s no one right or wrong way to celebrate the annual event.  However, it is important to take the feelings of the recipients into  account. The universally accepted protocol is to say “happy Hug an  Australian Day” before asking whether they’re happy to be hugged.  Simple.

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[1d1195]

omg i had a phase where the ONLY show i would watch was gilmore girls. that was fun it has a special place in my heart

LMFOAOAOSKS SAM HAHAHAHA you’re so right tho neither of them felt like good fits for her. my mom was just telling me today how every time she sees him online she thinks his smile looks so forced😭😭

OH AND DING 3 ???:?:???? I WAS SHDBSJSNNSDJD 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭 THE WHOLE TIME I KID YOU NOT. HES SOOOOOO UGHHH. THE WAY HE NEEDED TO KNOW ??? AND WHEN HE GOT SO ANGRY HE WANTED TO GO STRAIGHT TO THE GYM ???? AND JUST THE WAY THEYRE SOOOO INTO EACH OTHER IM OBSESSED (when he asked to kiss her cheek i think i passed away🪦)

im really happy to hear the vacation went well !! i think you deserve a good relaxing something every now and then. treat yourself to a spa weekend or a massage soon girl (or whatever you consider relaxing cause i’ve actually never tried either of those lmfao)💖

i’ve actually been up to a lot recently! or more than usual lol. it’s pretty dull in my life buttttt i have two childhood best friends who each have a wedding coming up soon. one of which i know for sure will be in may and the other isn’t decided yet but it’ll be soon as well bc it’ll be a lowkey thing. it’s crazy for me to think that we’re at the age where we can start getting married n stuff😭 ive known these girls my whole life its just insane

todays my birthday !! (it’s 2am rn tho so i won’t process that fact until i wake up) i’m not going to do much, maybe go to target and get some skincare bc i went to see a dermatologist yesterday lol who’s the person who said they lived in the uk and wished they had a target?? i saw a tiktok video of a group of australians going to target for the first time and it was SOOO FUNNY😭😭 target is the best i could seriously spend hours there

wishing you alllll the best✨✨✨✨

~🎶

I watch it every fall/winter 😭 I just finished my rewatch actually 🤣

I’ve never been to the spa or had a massage. I do really want a massage but I’m poor and can’t justify the cost. Honestly I enjoy lounging on the couch hahahaha

That’s so nice you get to see some old friends! That’s so lovely! I have been trying to be better about seeing my old friends (and doing terrible at it). My middle school bff has a 1.5 year old kid. That shit is wild. But it’s always like no time has passed when I see them! Hope you have fun spending time with them! What do you have planned?

I’m so weddinged-out. I’ve always been a funeral girl (my family is generally older so 🤷🏻‍♀️) I hadn’t been to a wedding until I was 17 and then the next one when I was 22. Now I’ve been to 6 weddings in two years. I’m tapped out physically, emotionally, and mostly financially. I think there will be at least 2 more in the next two years too 🙃 Also I’ve been to about…idk 6000 baby showers. I cannot afford to have friends 🤣

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! 🎉 💕🥳 I hope you had the most amazing day you deserve it all and more!!! 💕

My 🛼-anon is our friend from England who hasn’t been to target! I’m glad you feel the same way about target. I grew up without a target nearby so I’m not sure if I’m just romanticizing how lovely it is 🤣

Hope you have a fabulous birthday week can’t wait to hear about your skincare routine and all the fun things you do with your friends!!!

Xoxo

P.s. I’m glad you liked Ding 💕I love a “who did this to you” kinda vibe 😉

[despondentcharisma]

She got married last week.

Yesterday I saw a stunning picture - my very first girlfriend, from high school.. that I was so in love with… got married. And I really am so happy for her.

When we were together 13 years ago.. I was a secret for the three years that we were on and off … our relationship wasn’t like most teenagers or young adults in love. She never really told me what she was feeling, we didn’t always see a lot of each other in fear of her family finding out. But I was just so in love.

We were good friends at the end of our high school days that would eventually turn more. I would go over to her house and I got along with the family… I got along with her mother. Until one afternoon the mother walked in on us kissing; and as a 16yr old girl… this woman made me feel like I was the absolute worst person in the world who had apparently manipulated her daughter into the “fad” of being gay. She told me that God didn’t intend families to be “my way” and banned my girlfriend from seeing me or talking to me. This girlfriend and I tried to make it work for three years behind closed doors… well I did. I made the effort because I was so in love and she seemingly would have somewhat of an affair with my at the time best friend. I went through hell mentally battling the “gay thing” and of course my own mother didn’t take it all well for the first couple of years. Everyone broke my heart. She told me that she could never tell her parents she was Gay and that I’m overall wasting my breath because her family was more important. We talked about marriage, and kids! Even had names picked out like Cooper and Levi because I had a premonition that I would have twin boys - she is an identical twin… but so was my grandmother, and no one in my family has had twins since her - my intuition says that I will have twin boys and then about a 6yr gap and have a little girl. Now, I am soooo family oriented!! My sisters are now my bestest of friends… but I love my family that much that I didn’t want to pretend to be someone I’m not. I didn’t want to be apart of the statistic of people being kicked out of their homes, rejected as a family member, whispered about…I was strong enough to be heard even if it hurt my heart to see my mother struggle and grapple with the notion that I wasn’t going to marry the boy from the start of my senior year. I was going to die on the hill that I stood defending myself and even saying “well mum I won’t box myself then… if I happen to be in love with a woman and then a man comes along and sweeps me off my feet, so be it”.. knowing full well that that would probably never happen. I moved out of home with the afore mentioned best friend before I was really ready.. so that maybe, just maybe my girlfriend might be brave enough and that we would have our own safe space to just, be.

Today, I saw her Mother’s post… and whilst it was beautiful and supportive of my first loves new wife and commitment to marriage… the 16yr old inside me still craves for an apology - that of which I will never receive. I’ve often wondered if she’s thought about me. If she’s wanted to say sorry and that perhaps, maybe, just maybe… she’s a little proud of the achievements I’ve made with my life too. I’m an Australian Country Music rising star after all. I can’t have been too bad of a choice for her daughter. I work hard… I’ve been working hard since the day I moved out. I have three certifications in teaching, I’ve had successful management roles in well known retail companies. I come from a really great family. So I do, I wonder if now with her new found love for love… for celebrating love as she puts it in her post; if in her eyes I could’ve been good enough 13yrs later. Hmmmm. I’ll never know.

This year… I plan to do the work to release my sadness. I was the lesson in that part of someone’s life.. a stepping stone. And whilst I am proud and happy for my first love… my heart is broken for the loss. It sounds silly… I know. I am a person who feels all my past emotions as if it were happening this very second. And it’s nothing more than a memory of all those lessons of my own I had to learn.

It’s just feels bittersweet.

[elaineiswithyou-blog]

How many kids the Overwatch characters would want (Part 2)

A/N: Check out my previous post if you like this kind of content Characters: Reaper, Roadhog, and Junkrat 

Reaper (Credit to Versh on Tumblr)

You and Reaper have been married 2 years when you bring up the idea of kids. Gabriel is not sure. It was a big commitment and Gabriel was a well known criminal. With much convincing the two of you have one child, a beautiful baby girl. She really takes a liking to Gabe and Sombra. She’s super mobile ever since she was a baby. You home school her and the two of you raise her privately, keeping her away from news and most of the outside world. Sombra is the only part of Gabe’s criminal life that he allows around his child. When he is with you and his child he is just Gabriel again. It feels nice.

Roadhog (Credit to Brimms on DeviantArt for the art)

You and Roadhog have been dating for about a year and half when the two of you adopt your first kid. You two know firsthand how bad the Australian Outback can be. So while it’s not really a legal adoption, you guys adopt a bunch of young kids, all from the ages of 3 to 10. 4 kids at once was a big commitment for you and Roadhog but the two of you are great parents, working hand in hand to help with each other’s and kid’s problems. You also knew their old “home” was not good for them and they needed a new place to stay. Your youngest loves their uncle Junkrat. 

Junkrat (Credit to moni158 on DeviantArt)

You and Junkrat having been dating only a year when you have your only child with him, a baby boy who is just as much of a pyro as Junkrat. You have to make sure that nether of them have access to lighters and what not, having to use locks sometimes. Your boy is defiantly a daddy’s boy, taking after Junkrat’s looks and personality, though he does have your nose and eyes. The two of them get along so well and you are just happy that you have a child with the man you love

[dailyhistoryposts]

Albert Namatjira

Born Elea, Namatjira (1902-1959) was an Aboriginal artist from Central Australia and considered the most famous Indigenous Australian of his generation.

Born at Hermannsburg Lutheran Mission to the Western Arrarnta people, Namatjira showed an interest in art early. As a young boy, his parents adopted Christianity and changed his name. He received a Western-style upbringing on the mission but returned to the Arrernte community at age 13 for initiation.

At 18, he married a Kukatja woman, with whom he had 8 children. His wife was from the wrong skin group and he was ostracised as a result. He worked a variety of jobs around Australia, including as a camel driver, blacksmith, and carpenter. It was here that he began to develop as an artist.

He was trained in painting by Australian artist Rex Battarbee (today most famous for having trained Namatjira). Namatjira's paintings were landscape watercolors using colors of traditional Australian art in a Western aesthetic. He also focused on sacred sites and objects (Tjurunga).

His increasing success and fame internationally did not work out as well as it should have. He tried multiple times to buy land and build houses for his extended family, but legal protections for White people and cheating sellers stymied him. Though he was one of Australia's greatest artists, he lived in a squalid shack. When this became known it causes a wave of public outrage.

Part of the problem was that he and his wife, like all Aboriginal people, were legal wards of the state. At 55, he was encouraged to apply for and received Australian citizenship, the first Northern Territory Aboriginal person to get this. This gave him and his wife--but not the rest of his family or people--the right to vote and buy alcohol, though he still had limited land rights. Namatjira supplied alcohol to other adults in his community, but when one died he was held responsible for giving alcohol to a 'ward' and sentenced to prison. He died soon after serving his sentence.

Ajantzi Waterhole (c. 1937)

Central Australian Gorge (c. 1940)

Ghost Gum Glen Helen (1950)

[bonny-kookoo]

Hangang River Bride (OT7 x Hybrid!Reader): Story summary (chapters 1-5)

Pairing: OT7 x Hybrid!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Hybrid!AU, Future smut

Warnings: Mentions of myth & Folklore, Mentions of Myth & Folklore, Drama & Romance, Eventual Smut, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, so much Angst, Past Abuse, mentions of domestic violence, rough handling and not in the kinky way, I'm adding more as the story progresses, Cat hybrid Jimin, Dog Hybrid Taehyung, Human Jin & Namjoon, Cat hybrid Yoongi, Dog hybrid Hoseok, Fox hybrid reader, Wolf hybrid Jungkook

Summary:

(Originally posted by R0ADKiLL on AO3, taken over by me with her consent in July 2020.)

Kim Seokjin and Kim Namjoon- a married couple and well known Hybrid owners. While Seokjin helps Hybrids as a very respected lawyer, Kim Namjoon focuses on studying them to help the world understand better. Their Hybrids Jimin and Yoongi, two rescued cat hybrids from a shelter, were their first- now the house is full of booming life with Taehyung and Hoseok, the two dogs they had adopted soon after, and Jungkook, the newest addition. Saved by a rescue organisation and taken in by Namjoon partially for his studies and partially just to give him a loving home, they seem to be finally complete. Until they meet the girl at the Hangang bridge.

Or: Y/N tries to sneakily steal Jungkooks lamb skewers, and almost gets herself eaten.

Careful: A lot of writing under the cut. Mobile users with older phones should switch to a browser page since the app could crash. I'm speaking out of experience lol.

Kim Seokjin enjoyed the simple things in life. Such as the situation he was in right now; in the arms of his husband, sleeping in because they both finally got a day off for once. "Are you worried?" He asks his Partner, who seems oddly serious despite the comfortable silence surrounding them. He knows that Namjoon knows what he's talking about; for the first time in months, Jungkook, their most recent hybrid addition to their family, has gone out by himself with Taehyung, the almost hyperactive australian shepherd hybrid. Jungkook can't be left alone by himself outside their four walls due to safety laws; all because he is a predator hybrid. As a Wolf, together with his alpha-gene, he has to be accompanied by at least one other Person; hybrid or human. Namjoon found it odd at first, but getting to know more about predator hybrids made him understand the thought behind it. Even though Jungkook was one of the most well behaved and down to earth hybrids he'd ever met, there was still a small chance of him acting on impulse. And it wouldn't even be his fault. Maybe he shouldn't leave the house then, but Jin and he decided that he should have a bit of freedom as well; after all, he was partially a person as well. He deserved to make decisions and have some alone time- as alone as he could be. "They're gonna be fine. Taehyung will keep an eye on him." Jin spoke softly, placing a small kiss to the bare shoulder of his partner, who just nodded, before falling asleep again.

"I'm hungry Jungkookie, let's get something to eat. We can eat it over there!" Taehyung pointed excitedly to the park, while Jungkook just nodded. He didn't like to decide things; he never learned after all. This was all still pretty new to him, even though they had been living together for almost a full year. Growing up in a cage treated like a full blown animal does that to you, they said to him at the rescue center. He's slowly coming out of his shell though; thanks to Jin and Namjoon, and all the other hybrids he now considers his pack, he finally lets loose once in a while.

Grabbing some food, the both walk around the park for a bit, finding a perfect spot to eat. Jungkook always thought what it would be like to have Lunch with friends at this park, never thinking it could all eventually happen. "There you go. Do you need anything else?" Taehyung asked, but Jungkook smiled and denied. He had more than he could've ever asked for if he was being honest.

All while this happened, the two male hybrids chatting away actively, the small fox hybrid saw her chance to strike. Modern pet hybrids didn't hear her usually, and both of them seemed to be of the sorts- even though she could smell something weird on the black haired one. Her own snarling stomach however made her stop thinking, slowly inching forwards until her small hand was able to reach the white plastic bag with the rest of the food still packed for the other ones home- until the dark haired one whipped his head around.

It all happened so fast, the girl snatching the bag and running for her life- quite literally, because Jungkook completely ignored Taehyung shouting at him to stop and come back, his mind running on autopilot. She was stealing, from him, from his pack, and he had to get her. Deep in his brain he knew she probably didn't meant any harm, but his instincts did the thinking for now, his long legs easily catching up to her much smaller form. Grabbing the straps of her honestly pretty torn dress, he yanked her backwards, making her fall on the ground with a loud noise. He threw himself over her, his body hovering, hands holding her struggling ones in a strong grip while his legs tried to keep her from kicking. Only when he heard Taehyung whimpering for him to not do anything, he looked up, noticing the terrified look on his friend's face. He looked down again much calmer now, taking in her appearance for the first real time. Her clothes were a mix of things; two differently colored overknee socks, shoes that looked not to be her size at all, but laces bound around her ankles to keep them from slipping. Her dress was white; probably, because the dirt stuck to it colored it all shades of colors. The fabric was torn at the seams, the entire thing not fitting her at all. But neither her clothing, nor the skinny appearance or the bruises and fading cuts caught his attention. It were her hybrid features.

Her ears, turned backwards so hard they seemed to be wanting to dissappear into her skull were a dirty white, rimmed with pitchblack. Her tail swishing back and forth underneath her was puffed with panic, probably white underneath all the dirt with a greyish black stripe on it. The fur was tangled, parts matted- he knew what this meant. She was probably either feral, or came from a place he knew all too well. "I'm gonna let go. Try to run and I will catch you again." Jungkook spoke lowly, and suddenly the small female went completely still, apart from her shivering, which was probably due to her inner panic and fear. Taehyung watched, wanting to get closer, but choosing to stay a respecting few steps away, too scared he might make her want to flee again. "What's your name?" Jungkook asked after he had sit up on his heels, arms crossed in front of him. Her scent gave her away to him; he already noticed she was a predator hybrid as well. When she didn't answer, he sighed. "Do you even have one?" He asked, his entire posture turning more sympathetic towards her once she finally shook her head in denial. It all made sense to him, even to Taehyung who'd never known such situations himself luckily.

Said hybrid jumped a little when his phone rang, Namjoons ID making him answer. "Hyung?" He answered, before Jungkook held out his hand for the device, Taehyung understanding. "Hyung, Jungkookie wants to talk to you." He said, nodding at something he said over the phone before giving it to his younger brother, wary not to move to fast so you wouldn't flinch too much.

"I'm gonna bring someone home." He simply said, looking at the girl in front of him. In no way in hell he would let her just walk off like that, knowing where she probably came from. He knew this could very well be overstepping a line for him in his new home, but Namjoon simply saying that it was okay and asking if he should set out another plate for food. Jungkook chose not to say anything about her condition yet, knowing it would be rude for him to talk about her like that now. He simply said his goodbyes, giving Taehyung his phone back, before slowly standing up, picking up his plastic bag along the way. "Come on." He said, taking off his zip hoodie to give to her, helping her hide her pretty beat up form in his big clothing. She seemed wary at first, not trusting the entire situation yet, but choosing the jacket after a moment of thinking it over. Taehyung smiled at her comfortingly, but keeping his distance, not knowing how to react. He'd been like that with jungkook at first too, unsure and shy almost. Jungkook however seemed calm, giving him reassurance that at least one of them knew how to handle the situation.

Things however took a turn once he noticed the girl next to him paling even more than she already had; breath turning uneven and eyes suddenly closing, she fell to her knees first before Jungkook could react. "What do we do?" Taehyung asked with a bit of panic in his tone, Jungkook now looking like he was out of answers as well, before picking her up and carrying her back home.

Luckily for them, the park they were at wasn't that far away, making it easy and fast to reach the large house rather quick. Opening the door, Jin started to turn around to greet them, before he noticed the unconscious figure in the arms of the wolf hybrid, automatically shooing both inside and turning off the stove before telling them to put her on the couch.

"What happened?" He asked, but Taehyung was talking so fast his brain couldn't process all of the information at once, making him simply nod. "Who is she?" But at this question, both fell silent. None of them knew for sure, Namjoon walking downstairs after hearing all the commotion, the rest of the hybrids slowly following, concerned faces everywhere.

"I don't know. She said she doesn't have a name. I've seen her before though." Jungkook simply stated, making everyone frown at the realization what he meant. She probably came from the same company as him, shipped illegally and living with a highly possible abusive owner. Just like him.

Namjoon kneeled down in front of the couch, softly inspecting her hybrid features, careful not to wake her. "From what I see I would say fox hybrid." He stated, standing up and crossing his arms.

"But her ears aren't red!" Jimin, the cat hybrid asked timidly from his spot near the couch at her feet, feeling concerned at her lack of movement. Namjoon smiled a bit, placing a hand reassuringly on top of his head.

"They don't always have to be. Foxes have different breeds and colors as well." He said, and Jimin seemed as entranced as ever. The young cat hybrid always liked to almost soak up every bit of knowledge Namjoon gave him like a sponge, though he was known to be pretty forgetful due to an accident he had as a small kitten.

"I'd say lets bring her in our guest room, let her sleep, and after she wakes up, we'll see what we do." Jin stated, making everyone nod. To wait was the best answer for now.

Waking up honestly never felt so pleasant as now. Something that should've set you at ease, but it did the exact opposite; not knowing where you were plus the lack of consciousness after just waking up made your fur stand up, and your body shooting out of the bed into the nearest corner. Accidentally pushing down a small table lamp in the process made all hybrids and humans react; a soft knock was heard on the closed door, asking for entrance. But you couldn't answer, even if you wanted to.

The door opened hesitantly, a cat hybrid with black ears and Sandy brown hair making it's way inside gently, before sitting down with his back pressed against the closed door lazily. He seemed calm, collected, but you couldn't read his intentions. He didnt talk; he maybe knew you wouldn't answer anyways.

A long staring contest followed, or maybe he was just waiting for your heavy breathing to calm down, because as soon as he felt you were calm enough he spoke. "If you're hungry, we're having dinner." Noticing your surprised face he had to swallow the chuckle bubbling in his throat. "Its almost noon. Just so you know." He said, and noticed how your cheeks turned pink in embarrassment. He slowly stood up, opening the door to walk outside, but leaving it open. Leaving the choice to you.

After a moment or two, you slowly stood up, legs still a bit wobbly. You didnt know your way around the entire house, but your ears caught noise from downstairs- a lot of voices mixing together. It felt odd to you- where were the guards? Slowly trying to find your way downstairs (you've never really walked stairs before, neither up or down for that matter) your movement stopped as soon as you noticed eyes on you. Holding onto the banisters, you felt insecure, not daring to move another inch. You heard a chair scrape on the tiled floor, and someone stepping up to you. Closing your eyes you got ready to be scolded- this had been a test hadn't it? But as you opened one eye to peak, a hand was held in front of you. "Come on." The gentle voice sounded a bit familiar, and the face was very much so. The boy with the dark curly hair from the park stood one step below you, a gentle spark in his eyes. Slowly taking his much larger hand, you both made your way down the stairs carefully, him always stopping and taking it slow and steady so you wouldnt fall.

"Ah, sit down! I'm Jimin!" Said hybrid cat told you excitedly while pointing to his side, an empty chair waiting for you. His multi colored feline features gave his entire feelings away, and you internally found it a bit cute if you were honest. You looked at the chair for a second, and looked around after a bit as if to ask for permission first. A tall man with broad shoulders and a very handsome face nodded with a smile, and you sat down as quietly as you could. Jimin immediately started to fill your plate with food, your eyes sparkling at the view in front of you; never having received such amounts of nice smelling and looking foods before. Looking up, you felt awkward, yet once everyone around you started to eat too, you took the nod from the handsome stranger again as a form of permission. But there was a problem.

You'd never used cutlery before.

Sensing your trouble, the dog hybrid on your other side (the same one from the park) started to cut up your food into bite size pieces, before he gave you a fork, holding his as well to give you an example on how to hold it. You had to try a few times but eventually made it; the smile of everyone sensing a funny feeling through your body. You had to restrain yourself from reacting too boldly, but if you could you wouldve jumped in your spot at how delicious it was. However, the speed you were eating in gave away how nice it was. The dog hybrid with the marbled floppy ears chuckled a bit while cutting up more food for you and loading your plate until you gave him a sign to stop.

Slowly, one of the two humans stood up collecting the dishes; another odd thing. Why didnt they tell their hybrids to do that? You stood up and attempted to help, when a hand was placed on your shoulder- warm and gentle. "Ah, we'll handle it. Do you maybe want to take a bath?" The handsome human told you, and your eyes widened to the size of dinner plates, obviously asking if he was serious. He smiled at you and nodded. "Do you want someone to help you?" Yiu nodded, not really knowing your way around, your eyes spotting the dark curly hair from the couch, he however wasnt looking at you. The human caught your stare however, turning around. "Jungkook, can you help our friend here run a bath? Oh, and maybe jimin has some clothing that'll fit her-" he said, but Jungkook had already stood up, walking over to you.

The bathroom was large, and as you sat on the closed toilet just how Jungkook had instructed you to do so while he turned on the water, you took the opportunity to look around. How long does it take to clean the entire thing? Would you be in charge of that? But the others didnt have to do the dishes either, so maybe this was one of those homes one of the domestic puppy's had talked about at the mansion. As if he could sense your thoughts, Jungkook started to talk while he poured a nice smelling purple liquid into the water, making it foam. "We dont have to actually work here y'know." He started, and you listened to him with a bit of confusion. He didnt push it though. "I'll leave you to it now... if you need help just uh.. call me or Someone or whatever." He said and walked out after turning the water off. You sat there for a bit, not knowing if you could do anything, but deciding to just go for it. Stripping your clothes you gently got into the tub, warmth surrounding you as well as a nice flowery scent. You happily started to wash yourself, not caring for a moment as you rubbed your ears and tail clean of all the grime that had piled up, grinning once the fur started to turn white and black again, the dirt finally coming off. Washing your hair you finished off, stepping out and wrapping a towel around you.

Opening the door you peaked around the corner, until you softly called out for the wolf. You thought he maybe didnt hear you, but suddenly you heard feet stepping upstairs and soon he stood in front of you, holding some clothes out. "Here." He said, and at your look of confusion he simple looked to the side, almost as if he was embarrassed. "They're uh.. mine. I- so you can- I mean baggy clothes are comfortable so, yeah.." he said, and you smiled at that, his eyes suddenly widening at the view he got. This was the first smile he'd ever seen you display, and he couldn't help but feel his heart rate increase.

You changed into his clothing before finally coming downstairs, a bit slow but finally without any help, looking a bit awkward. Someone cooing at you made you look in the direction of the sound, spotting the living room it seemed, all hybrids and humans sitting down. The puppy hybrid with the marbled ears had turned around on the couch, looking at you, while the other tall human came to you, towel and brush in hand. "Come on, before you catch a cold." He said, patting his lap for you to sit on. You hesitated for a moment, until you finally sat down, your back facing him. "I'm Namjoon by the way." He said, until he pointed to the broad shouldered man sitting on the other couch. "This is Seokjin. He's the eldest, kind of the head of the family." He stated, gently drying your hair with a towel before he started to dry your ears as well. "Taehyung and Jungkook were the ones you met at the park." Pointing towards the marble eared puppy hybrid and the wolf sitting next to him. "You already met Jimin. Next to him is Yoongi, the one who called you for dinner." He stated, before he pointed to the one who seemed to hold back his excitement the most as if not to scare you. "And that's Hoseok. Hes kinda quiet because he tends to get a bit loud. We dont want to scare you." The towel felt soft against your features, until he took a brush to run it through your hair. "What kind are you?" He gently asked, to which you answered on a quiet voice.

"A marble fox." You stated, everyone listening closely because of how quiet you spoke.

Namjoon nodded, visibly interested, but keeping it in for now. "Do you need anything specific concerning your diet?" He asked, and you shook your head. Not that you'd know. Until now, hybrid pellets were your best bet concerning food. "I see. I know you probably dont want to talk about it, but it's important." He started, turning your around so you sat sideways on his lap. "Do you want to go back to your owner?" He simply asked, and by the way your ears instantly turned backwards, everyone knew the answer. Jimin instantly moved forwards, reaching out to pat your head gently, making your eyes widen at the gesture.

"We wont make you go back. She can stay, cant she Joon?" Jimin asked, looking hopeful at his owner. The calico hybrid had always been extremely social and clingy towards people he liked, and it showed; he took a liking to you, letting you go would prove difficult now. That was one of the many reasons he'd ended up in a shelter; his high maintenance nature and need for attention made him not an easy pet. He felt for you.

"Its not that simple Jiminie, but well try our best." He said, sharing a glance with his husband on the other couch. They'd have to find out if you were in any database first, and after that Jin could start collecting necessary documents for your adoption.

"Wait, wait!" Taehyubg suddenly said, making everyone look up to him, until he sat down in front of you. "You dont have a name right?" You said, making everyone gasp a bit, apart from Jungkook who knew already. "Then we'll give you one!" He said, looking around, and everyone started thinking. Giving a name to a hybrid was a huge thing; after all, you'd be carrying this forever. You started to get a bit nervous, everyone trying out names until Jungkook spoke up, gaze straight on you.

"Y/N."

And for one once, everyone instantly agreed.

The next morning started slow. You found out that both humans, Seokjin and namjoon didnt work on weekends, and took the time off to spend time with everyone. It felt a bit foreign not knowing what your exact purpose was.

"Master Seokjin?" You asked as you sat on one of the kitchen chairs to watch him cook. He turned around a bit before answering.

"Jin is fine, really. That title is.. really not necessary. We're all equal." He spoke in a gentle tone, and you noted not to call him that anymore.

"What is my purpose in this household?" You questioned with great curiosity, and Jin was close to answering until a hand was placed on your head.

"Being cute." Yoongi answered before sitting on the kitchen board, making seokjin shake his head a bit, because he wasnt supposed to, but did it anyways. "We all dont really have a job or anything. We help around the house here and there, Jimin takes care of the garden for example, Taehyung has his pet bunnies outside, and so on. It's more like a hobby though." He explained while continuously stealing pieces of bacon from jin.

"But.."you started, frowning a bit. "Why have hybrids then?"

"Because, we wanted to. Companionship. Simple as that." Jin answered, before ushering Yoongi out the kitchen, who just smirked as he walked out lazily. How he could get away with his behavior was a mystery to you. Just as you wanted to ask something however, a yawn interrupted you. You woke up early again today, a habit you would find hard to get over.

The wolf with the long hair came in, picking you up without asking at all. "Yah, Jungkookie, you cant just carry her around like a ragdoll!" Jin said, the Saif wolf however just shrugged and walked out, putting you down the couch before laying down himself, arms around you.

"Jungkook.?" You gently asked, but he made a sound to silence you.

"Naptime." He simply said, putting his leg over yours for good measure, as if he wanted to make sure you wouldnt escape. During those two days the wolf had been constantly around you, always keeping an eye out for you, making sure you didnt get uncomfortable. It felt as if he'd unofficially claimed you as his, a fact that felt a bit weird to you. There was nothing to claim. You were a used product, still unsure and constantly confused. But before your thoughts could fall any deeper, the gently sound of his heartbeat against your back made you fall asleep.

Shopping was something that was foreign, again. You knew how it worked of course, but you'd never been out before to buy things- and for you for that matter. You slowly got used to your name however, your brain inking the sound into your memories, so that you'd never forget it again. People seemed so carefree, your companions happy and joking around, Jungkook never daring to let go of your hand, as if he was scared to loose you, and to be fair, a lot of people were out this time.

"You okay?" He asked once he noticed you staring around, and you nodded, looking up to him, since you were a good bit shorter.

"Yeah. It's just.. a lot to take in." You said, while he looked at clothing. "Do you think I.." you started, and he looked at you, urging you to continue. "Stay? Like, could I stay with you.. and your family?"

He smiled at that, squeezing the hand he was holding a bit. "I'll do everything I can to make that happen." His words made your tail sway a bit, the first real time it happened, and Jungkook cooed internally at the sight. And although he didnt voice it out, he made a promise to get more reactions like that out of you.

Together everyone made their way home after everything was bought, you sitting next to Jungkook and Tae on both sides. Things like these were still exhausting for you, causing you to eventually fall asleep, your ears tickling Taehyungs neck a bit. He looked down on you, trying to burn the image into his mind. You looked so peaceful, angelic even, he couldn't explain it.

Deciding not to wake you he unbuckled your seatbelt, slowly moving you out the car and carrying you inside the house. As soon as he laid you on the couch and tried to walk away however, your hand grabbed his pants, gently tugging to get him back. He smiled and complied, hugging you on the couch happily; you seemed to open up to everyone one by one, making him exhale with fondness.

"Come on, let's get you to bed then." He gently said, as everyone around you said their good nights and walked upstairs into their rooms.

"Can I.." you started, but slowly stood up without finishing, making Taehyung grab your hand this time, tables having turned with him keeping you from walking away now. "I.. uh, you can say no, but maybe I could like... sleep in your room.?" You asked, not looking at him out of embarrassment. His reaction however, was a smile so bright and boxy you swore you could've melted right there on the spot.

"Of course cuddlebug. come on!"

"This is bad." Namjoon mumbled, carrying an opened letter in his hand while carding his unoccupied hand through his hair. Seokjin looked at him with worry, walking towards him to catch a glimpse of whatever he'd been reading.

Earlier that day, they've gone out for breakfast, jimin suggesting you should ge used to being outside more. Since Jungkook was someone who slept long, Taehyung and Jimin had taken you out instead, happy to get the surprisingly clingy wolf off of you for a few hours. Needless to say, the canine hybrid however wasnt too happy to find you missing when he woke up, a little jealousy mixed with worry making him fussy until you finally came back.

The news in this letter however weren't too good. Apparently, your old owner has taken notice that you've been sheltered at his place without his consent, asking for a date to quote unquote "return his property" as he stated, making both humans scrunch up their faces with disgust at the wording. Jin has had his suspicions about you being treated poorly in the past, and it seems like he was right about it.

"Should we tell her?" Namjoon asked, not sure if it was something you genuinely should know yet. Maybe there was a way to get you out of this without making everyone feel uneasy or restless. They both didnt want you to go back to that place, having already locked you into their hearts. They also thought you deserved to know, making both worry. However, a deep voice startlet both.

"Tell her what?" Jungkook asked, eyes glazed over with something they couldn't quite place. "Huh?" He said again, getting impatient. He was easy to rile up in general, but with you he seemed to be especially touchy. Jin simply gave him the letter that was in question, and the wolf immediately widened his eyes, looking back at them. "He cant be serious. We wont let her go back there." He said, scoffing, but looking darkly at his friends when there was no answer. "Right?" He asked, but there still was no reaction other than uncomfortable silence.

"Jungkook it's not that easy-" but he was soon interrupted by the young wolf.

"Are you mental?! Dont tell me you're actually giving her away like what?!" He raged out, heart racing with the fear that he could be separated from you. "She trusts you hyung! You cant be serious.!" He said, getting quieter the more their silence stretched.

The main reason was that they legally had no ownership. They couldn't afford going against authorities with the other hybrids in their possession, they had to think about what was best after all. And jungkook deep down knew as well- but he considered you a part of his pack already. Loosing you would hurt alone. But losing you to an abusive situation would drive him insane.

The door opened, happy voices cutting threw the heavy atmosphere in the house, but before they could reach the three, jungkook dashed into his room, needing to cool down. Both jimin and Taehyung looked at their owners confused, but the only thing they could do was sigh. This was a difficult situation. And the outcome could be horrible.

You knew something was up.

The atmosphere had changed, both humans were starting to grow distant from you, keeping a safe bubble around them you couldn't seem to join. Slowly but surely, even though you had a small glimmer of hope this wouldnt happen, you realized what was going on.

They wanted you gone. But they just didnt know how to tell you.

So what was the best thing to do in a situation like that? Exactly. Take away the burden of decision making, and do it for them. Softly folding your clothes, you made sure to leave your room as tidy and clean as possible, as a form of thank you for their hostility. You didnt hold a grudge against them; they had to take care of a lot of wonderful hybrids already. You were a burden that needed to be lifted. Slipping on a red beanie that you may or may not have stolen from jungkook, along with some warmer clothes since it was winter, you opened the window. Walking outside the door was absolutely impossible, since it creaked a bit every time it opened, but the window wasnt a problem to climb out of.

As soon as your shoes (timberlands, a thing that jungkook always cooed over because they looked tiny compared to his own pair) touched the soft crunchy leaves that weren't covered in snow, you breathed in. You made it this far. You could go even farther as well. You believed in that.

Meanwhile, jin stirred in his sleep a little, cold icy air hitting his exposed feet. Did he forget to turn the heater on? No, it smelled like fresh air, even though his bedroom windows were closed. It took him a sleepy moment to make a very scary thought creep until his mind. Instantly getting up and walking until the hallway, opening your bedroom window, his fear became a reality he hoped to turn out as a mere dream. But the soft wind accompanied by small snowflakes making it's way into the empty room was easy too real. And he swore he could hear his heart crack like glass as soon as he heard the broken growl behind him, not needing to turn around to know whose it was. Namjoon tried to calm the wolf down, but it only caused him to be even louder, luring a tired Taehyung, and even Yoongi out of their sleep.

"Whe-where is she.?" Taehyung slowly asked, fearing the answer he'd get. He knew he cared deeply for you, but jimin would simply be heartbroken by the fact that you left. But before Namjoon could explain, since Jin was still simply staring, frozen, Jungkooks dark voice cut through.

"Gone. Just like they wanted." He said, suddenly speedwalking down the stairs, slipping on his shoes and throwing over a jacked, dashing out, blinded by rage and fear for you. He didn't even hear his friends yelling for him to come back; his mind running on autopilot, his only mission:

Getting you back.

Warapped up in one of Taehyungs oversized coats, walking along the streets littered with cafes, you wondered if leaving was really the best idea. How could you really have gotten attached so fast though? It wasnt really like you, considering your past experiences with humans, and other hybrids as well.

Pulling the red beanie a little down to make sure it covered you well, you decided to make a trip back to the very park you first met the large family. It felt odd to be back, knowing what had happened- and how far you've come. You had actual clothing now, some snacks in your pockets to keep you going for a while, and some newfound energy you didn't even think you could have. Deep down you had known all along that a future wasn't in it for you; this family was a well established pack already- it felt rather rude to intrude for you. But maybe now you could actually maybe approach people a bit better after coming out of your shell a bit- but the more you thought about it, the less it felt appealing to you.

Because no matter how kind a person would be, jimin would've been so much kinder. No matter how happy someone would make you, Hoseok could've made you smile so much brighter. No matter how smart someone would be, Namjoon could've shown you so much more in this world. No matter how tight someone would hug you, Taehyungs hugs would've felt so much better. No matter how calm a silence would be, Yoongi's would've felt so much more comforting to you. No matter how well someone would take care of you, Jin would've mothered you even worse.

And no matter how much someone would try to make you feel safe, Jungkook would've made you feel so much more protected. As if nothing could ever hurt you in this world.

You sniffled a bit, noticing your eyes stinging with tears that threatened to spill from your dark thoughts alone. But thats what you felt like; for the first time in a long while, you truly felt alone. And it wasn't a nice feeling. If back in the day loneliness comforted you because it was better than being with 'him', it now felt suffocating. You felt small, tiny, and truly vulnerable. And you hated it.

You shook your head, scouting out a place to spend the night without getting noticed by authorities. It was back to your old habits again, your knowledge about the surrounding area and how to survive out here helping you to fit back into your situation again.

However; together with your old situation came an old perso as well, his greeting sending cold shivers down your spine- and that had nothing to do with the flaky-breeze the winter brought.

"There you are."

Somewhere in Seoul, a distressed wolf was almost running down the streets during the early morning hours, his skin running hot even considering the freezing temperatures. But this only added to his worries.

Were you scared? Cold? Hungry? Or worse?

What if you got hurt?

Where would you sleep?

His mind automatically pictured the worst; you, hiding somewhere, cold, distressed, and all alone, vulnerable to every predator around. He knew deep down that you were strong, that you probably wore clothes to keep you warm, you were smart enough to think before you acted, but his instincts wouldn't let him rest at all. He almost jumped at a heaving Yoongi; the cat wasn't really used to running after the way more active Wolf hybrid, but he had to- if someone saw him running wild without anyone with him, they would have even more problems at hand than just you. "Jungkook-" He began, but before he could even get another word out, the younger Hybrid grabbed his shoulders, his eyes sparkling with fear, showing their bare, reddish-brown color, a sign that he was slipping into a very dangerous headspace for a predator hybrid.

"Hyung, she's out there- she- what if someone gets her? What if her old owner finds her, you know how bad it was where she came from, what if she gets hurt, and I'm not there to help her, I'm supposed to protect her, I-" He was breathing heavily, his eyes opening wide with the fear that his own words began to fire up in his chest.

"Jungkook, we'll find her-" But namjoon may not have been the best person to speak up in that current moment, and Yoongi thanked whoever god was in charge that day, because thankfully the streets were empty this early in the morning.

Because as soon as Jungkook heard his owners voice, his entire body changed in posture- he was ready to jump him. Thankfully Jin had arrived as well, rushing to hold the alpha back while he wasn't thinking straight and yelling at the person he should be able to trust with his entire being. But in this moment, Namjoon seemed to be his worst enemy. "Its your fault! You wanted this didn't you?! Admit it, you're glad she took the decision off your way too high shoulders and decided to make it easy for you!" He yelled, his body language basically screaming hostility. "Its because you're always right- but you never make decisions do you! You only follow rules if others follow with you, and you only run with whatever shit someone seems to spit, you're a coward!" He said, slowly calming down since his body was getting tired. He hadn't been this riled up in a long time- the stress finally taking a toll on him now.

Jin and Yoongi managed to get him back inside the car, leaving Namjoon and Jimin alone. The cat hybrid had followed along as soon as he heard that you left them so suddenly- he was distressed about it as well, but he worried about his entire family situation too. He nodded towards Yoongi, who made a gesture to tell him they'd bring Jungkook back home where Taehyung and Hoseok were waiting as well- having the alpha hybrid running wild while not being in the best state of mind wasn't the best idea. It could also prove getting you back difficult as well, seeing as you were still pretty skittish whenever he was getting only a bit louder when playing video games with Taehyung.

"Lets go back to the park. Maybe she's gonna stay in an area she considers familiar? I know I would.." Jimin said softly, gently tugging at the sleeve of Namjoons jacket, to get him to move. But he had troubles concentrating, Jungkooks voice echoing inside his mind almost hauntingly. He knew that deep down it was just his distressed wolf speaking, but maybe this was what he really thought of him. And the worst part was that he wasn't even wrong about it. Maybe he was a coward. He was insecure, and he shouldn't be. Not as a person, not as a lover, not as an owner, and not in his field of work. But he shook his head, nodding at Jimin who slowly started walking into the direction of the park.

Namjoon couldn't hold it in on their way as they walked towards the place they had initially met you- or in this case, where Taehyung and Jungkook met you. "Do you think he's right?" He asked softly, not looking at jimin, and trying to look at every corner in front of him to maybe spot you.

"You know how he gets Joonie." Jimin began softly, his red bucket hat hiding his ears, but he could see them move slighty under it. "He wasn't in the best state of mind. I think he was just.. out of it I guess." He said, his senses trying to notice something he could identify as you.

But namjoon only sighed. "But he had a point, no?" He began, his brows furrowing while thinking about it. "He may have blown his thoughts out of proportion, but the root of them was there. I know he's right. But I don't know why it bothers me so much." He said, his steps getting harder as they began to walk on grassy grounds, finally reaching the park.

"That's because its you. You hate it when other people are right." Jimin chuckled, making his statement appear less sharp than it was. "But that's you, and that's why you're so good at anything involving your brain. You and Jungkook are pretty similar; you both hate loosing." He said, his smile spreading as he spotted a familiar coat near a streetlight. However, his pupils became slits in distress, his mind slipping just like Jungkooks as soon as he noticed your body language- you stood in front of a person, a stranger, and your entire being screamed fear at him, making him taste the bitter flavour even though he wasn't in your place. "joonie-" He said, but the man in question was already walking foward.

"Hey, what're you doing?" He said rather loudly, his voice sharp edged, not leaving any room for a smile. The man simply turned towards him, holding his hand out.

"Ah, you're the person that took it in right? I assume because you look quite like the Kim Namjoon I saw on your profile picture while we where in contact via E-Mail." He said, his voice full of a weird sense of pride, making Jimin step back a little. He desperately wanted to get to you, but his fear was getting the better of him, instinctively hiding behind his owner.

"That's right." Namjoon simply said, but refraining from shaking the man's hand. He wanted nothing to do with this person, knowing what kinds of businesses he was involved into, you quite possibly having been a part of this too. Because this had been why he had been so hesitant in answering Jungkook. It was difficult to go against someone of that size, and they needed to think about their actions before actually doing anything. But again Jungkooks words rang inside his ears. He wouldn't stay a coward in this situation. He had the law in his favor. "I also advice you to step away from her because, as you should know, hybrids get anxious when someone other than their owners are too close to them." He said, making the man scoff.

Jimin wanted to lash out as he harshly grabbed the end of your tail making you squeak in pain and him laugh, Namjoons face contorting slowly with growing anger. "Ah yes, but we both know how the situation is. That's my property, and therefore mine to take back. I do thank you for keeping her in your apartment and feeding her, but I have business to attend to."

The cat hybrid was silently crying now, his sympathetic character making him feel just as much distress as you felt, the man still keeping a tight hold of your tail- something you hated as you had told Jimin many times before. He felt helpless- but Namjoon would surprise everyone, just like every time.

He simply took out his phone, tapping a bit here and there before opening a document, holding it towards the stranger. "Legally she is mine currently since you're under official surveilance involving several issues we won't get in too deep. Now, would you mind letting go of my hybrid sir?" He simply said, voice calm.

The man simply scoffed, pushing you forward onto the gravel, making you hiss as you felt your nice jeans scratch open, revealing your knees which scraped open as well on the ground, along with your hands that tried to soften the blow. Jimin dashed foward now, not caring if the man was close to him or not, immediately shielding your body from anyone around him, softly purring in order to calm you, and himself down. The man simply left, Namjoon softly walking over to both his hybrids, patting Jimin's back to get him to reveal you towards him.

He made you sit down, the cold seeping into you but you didnt care- your hands and feet stung, making you tear up. But the reason you were crying was because you were both upset and relieved- maybe there was a chance of staying with them, even if it was just for a while longer. "Can I look at it?" He asked softly, and you just sniffeled, nodding. Namjoon knew it was a bad moment, but he couldn't help but admire you in that moment. Even with a runny nose, all red from crying and the cold, eyes shiny with tears, you had that adorable pouty face making him melt. He observed your scraped up knees and hands, softly brushing over them to at least get most of the dirt out before helping you get up. "Lets go home, yeah? You scared everyone to death." He said, laughing a bit to lift the mood. Jimin, still a bit teary as well, held your arm, since your hands still hurt from the incident. Jungkoo would run wild seeing you hurt, but he would eventually calm down, hopefully. Both Jimin and Namjoon hoped first however, that he left the apartment standing.

"It's never gonna be the same Taehyung." Jungkook said still angry, sitting on the living room couch with his head in his hands. The Dog hybrid had managed to at least calm him down a little, but overall there was still a rather dark mood surrounding everyone. Tae himself was sad as well, however he pushed his own feelings back in order to at least not fuel the fire even more. The front door jingled a bit with the sound of someone inserting a key, and at first, no one really did anything- until Jungkook got hit with your scent, his head snapping up at the sound of you-

sniffling.

Where you crying? One look towards you confirmed that you were, his mind running on autopilot as soon as he saw those glassy orbs looking at him. He jumped over the back of the couch, almost tripping over the carpet and his own shoes he simply had taken off mindlessly, immediately observing you to look for injuries. "What happened?!" He said in a rush, his large hands taking your small ones in his, hissing at the scratches on the inside of your palms.

"Come on Jungkook, I need to treat y/n first, then we can talk." Namjoon said, Jimin helping you take off your jacket and leading you to the bathroom downstairs. Jungkook followed silently, his pack instincts simply refusing to get him to leave you out of his sight for even a moment. He sat down in front of the open bathroom door with his legs crossed, watching as Jimin made you sit on the closed toilet seat, Namjoon getting a small towel and filling the sink with warm water, beginning to slowly clean up your cuts and scrapes from any dirt and gravel. Every time you hissed, Jimins ears twitched and Jungkook sat up straighter to get a look at you- not because he didn't trust namjoon, but because he just had to make sure you were okay.

Namjoon took out some larger bandaids and placed them onto your knees since they were actually bleeding, but simply brushed over the backs of your hands when he was done. "Try not to do much with them okay? Its better if we leave them like that. It'll heal faster." He said, and you nodded, still a bit pouty and awfully quiet, but everyone could see your interest in the scent that slowly began to creep through the apartment; jin's cooking. "Alright buttercup, go get changed and then let's eat, alright?" He said, silently telling you that you both would talk in private soon. You knew he had made a decision, and you hoped it was for you, not against.

Jungkook stood up, stepping aside so you all could walk outside, Taehyung running towards you and hugging you tightly. "Don't do that again." He mumbled, and you nodded, your own cheeks growing a bit red at the close proximity. "Lets go! Jin made your favorite!" He said, and you followed behind him.

"Hyung-" Jungkook started, thinking about how to apologize, since it was needed, but the older one beat him to it.

"It's fine Jungkook. It maybe wasn't the best moment, but you were right. I guess I can't leave the protecting-part solely to you, huh?" He said, making the young alphawolf scoff and playfully push his shoulder.

After you all ate, you slowly went outside the kitchen after helping jin a bit, even though he scolded you for using your hands. Suddenly, someone came up in front of you, wrapping his own hands around your tiny form compared to him, and burying his nose into your head between your ears, the soft fur of them brushing against his cheeks, making him sigh happily. "You're part of my pack you brat." He mumbled into your hair, squeezing you a bit tighter while careful not to hurt you. "I don't like people taking away whats mine." He said again, and suddenly, he heard the rest of his family coo at him and you, making him raise an eyebrow. He had hugged you before, so what? But then he noticed it too.

The happy wagging of your tail.

This have been 5 Chapters, combined in one post. Because R0ADKiLL's chapters are fairly short I've decided to make one out of them, simply to get you all on the same page of the stories progress up until now. The writing officially belongs to R0ADKiLL, not me. Only future chapters are mine. =) Thanks again to R0ADKiLL for giving me her baby practically, I promise I'll take care of it!

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Kangaroo Westerns!

After my last post about “The Overlanders”, I wanted to share some more Australian made westerns that I like. I’m building a list of the best ones to share.  Today’s is “The Man from Snowy River”(1982)

So, this movie and the Banjo Patterson poem it’s inspired by have a legendary status. It’s part of the framework of Australia and it is everywhere. It inspired festivals and arena shows, imagery from it was even used to open the Olympic Games in 2000. 

The movie centers on eighteen year old Jim Craig (Tom Burlinson), who lives on a homestead in the Snowy Mountains in Victoria with his father, Henry. 

Henry is killed in an accident involving a mob of brumbies, wild horses. The brumbies are lead by a black stallion. This stallion is a character in itself. He’s smart, aggressive and dangerous. There’s something very foreboding and terrifying about the stallion. 

Jim is told by other mountain men that he has to earn the right to live in the mountains before he can call his fathers land his own. He heads down the mountains to find work.  A close friend of his father, Spur (Kirk Douglas), gives Jim a mountain horse as Jim’s own horse had escaped and joined the brumbies. 

Fun fact. This movie has Kirk Douglas playing a double roll. He plays estranged twin brothers, Spur and Harrison. 

Spur is a miner, who’s been working on the same mine for twenty years with no luck but is convinced the gold is there. Harrison is a wealthy cattle rancher. 

Jim gets a job working for Harrison and starts to fall in love with Harrison’s daughter, Jessica (Sigrid Thornton). 

Harrison has recently bought a prize colt. The last colt foaled by the thoroughbred Old Regret and worth 1000 pounds (About a quarter million dollars today)

The colt needs to be saddle-broken and while Harrison’s away, Jim and Jessica work on breaking in the colt. Jim’s approach is different to the others. He gains the horses trust before trying to ride it. (I think it was believed that by breaking a horse gently it would become to docile and useless. Something that’s none today to be false.)

When Harrison finds out that Jim and Jessica were working with the valuable horse, he explode in anger. Jessica flees into the mountains, looking for Jim who went out to retrieve some stray cattle. Lost in a storm, Jessica falls from a cliff and is trapped on a ledge overnight. Th next day Jim finds her and pulls her to safety. 

(Everyone remember the Rawhide episode where Gil pulled Rowdy from the well? Like that)

Jim takes Jessica to Spur’s place to meet the uncle she never knew existed and begins to learn her family’s secret history.  After they bring Jessica home, the truth is revealed about Spur and Harrison’s story. They had both been in love with the same girl, Matilda. She couldn’t decide which brother to marry, so she said whoever became wealthy first she would marry. Spur tried to mine for gold. Harrison got lucky in a horse race. Matilda married Harrison but he was jealous and possessive.  Spur gifted her a horse, the first colt of Old Regret. Fearing Harrison would kill the horse, she set it free. Spur saw the horse was loose and went to tell Matilda. Harrison saw them together, assumed they were having an affair and shot his brother. Spur lost a leg from the injury. Matilda later died giving birth to Jessica.  The colt Matilda set free joined the brumbies and is now their leader, the black stallion. 

Harrison fires Jim to get him away from Jessica. That same night, some ranch hands set the prize colt loose hoping Jim will be blamed. 

A call is put out for all riders to track down the brumbies and get back the colt. Jim comes back to join them and is defended by Clancy (Jack Thompson), a well respected horseman who was friends with Jim’s father. 

This is where the most iconic part of the movie is, the scene from the poem.  The riders find the brumbies and give chase through the scrub land and forest, until they come to the top of an extremely steep slope. The brumbies go over, but the riders stop, unable to take on the slope. Except Jim, who just goes straight over the edge. The combination of his riding skill and his mountain horse makes him able to survive the decent and keep up with the brumbies. 

( I have been told this scene must be watched on big screen for full effect) (This is also not stunt doubles or trick photography. That’s actually the actor riding a horse down a cliff. It was filmed in one take)

The other rides loose sight of Jim and the brumbies, assuming the chase lost. 

Jim, however, keeps up the chase, eventually bringing them to a stop and facing down the stallion. 

Capturing and facing down the stallion is both closure for his father because he’s won over the thing that caused his father’s death. It’s also an unspoken right of passage for Jim. The stallion is the toughest thing in the mountains. He’s just outlasted and outsmarted this legendary being. He’s become a man and earned the right to live on the mountain by defeating the stallion. 

Jim takes the brumbies back to Harrison’s. Before leaving, he states that he’ll return for his share of the horses and for Jessica if she wants him (She does). 

Now worthy of the mountains, Jim returns to his homestead. 

So. That’s “The Man from Snowy River”. Like I said at the top, this story is such a big part of Australian culture. But it’s also a really beautifully made movie.  It really is art. Look at some of these shots.

  The cinematography is gorgeous. And the music is beautiful. Here’s a link for the main theme.  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tq8bufY8xRk

This is one of the best kangaroo westerns. It’s a classic. 

Also something cool. Jim’s homestead, known as Craig’s Hut, is still there. You can hike or drive to it, go there for picnics. I haven’t had the chance to visit it yet but I will as soon as I get the chance. 

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Where Are The Beaumont Children?

September 04, 2021

On January 26, 1966, three children known as Jane, Arnna, and Grant Beaumont disappeared from Glenelg Beach near Adelaide, South Australia and to this day have never been seen or heard from again. The children were 9, 7, and 4 years old when they were last seen and many believe they were the victims of an abduction and murder. 

The three children lived with their parents Grant “Jim” and Nancy Beaumont who had married in December 1955. The Beaumonts lived in Somerton Park, a suburb of Adelaide, which was close to Glenelg Beach. 

On January 25, 1966, Jim dropped his three children off at the beach before going on a three day sales trip to Snowtown. Things were a lot different back in the 1960′s and it was not considered strange to leave children on the beach alone, and especially for the Beaumonts, as Jane the eldest child was considered to be quite responsible for her age. 

The next day, January 26, the children asked Nancy if they could return to the beach and because it was too hot outside, the children were given permission to take the bus. The children caught the bust at 8:45 in the morning and were expected to return home by noon. The noon bus came and the 2pm bus also came and the children had not returned, Nancy became worried and called Jim who returned home from his trip at 3pm and drove to the beach to look for the children.

After searching for the children themselves, Jim and Nancy reported them missing to the police at 5:30 pm. Police searched the beach and close by areas, assuming that the children were nearby and had simply lost track of time. Within 24 hours the entire nation knew about the missing Beaumont children and it is still one of Australia’s most well known cases to this day. It was determined that the children were carrying 17 items between the three of them, such as clothing, towels and bags though none of these items have ever been found.

One witness came forward and said she had spoken with three children who matched the description of the Beaumont children on the day they went missing around 7pm near the Patawalonga Boat Haven. The haven was drained on January 29, 1966 but nothing was found.

Several other witnesses came forward claiming that they had seen children in Colley Reserve near the beach with a tall man with fair to light brown hair, a thin face, a sun-tanned complexion, in his mid 30′s with a thin to athletic build wearing swim shorts. The witnesses said the children were playing with him and appeared to be having fun. One witness claimed this man approached them and asked if anyone had been near their belongings as some money was “missing.” The man then went into a change room and the children waited for him, then they were seen walking away from the beach later around 12:15pm.

Jim and Nancy found it hard to believe that their children would be hanging around the beach with a strange man, considering Jane, the oldest, was extremely shy and would not likely go off with someone she did not know. Many believe that the children had met the man on a previous beach trip and he had gained their trust. Arnna, the middle Beaumont child, had told Nancy that Jane had “got a boyfriend down the beach” but Nancy thought Arnna meant a playmate and didn’t think much of it until they went missing. 

A shopkeeper claimed to see Jane buying pasties and a meat pie with more money than their mother had given them. The shopkeeper knew the children quite well and knew that they had never boughten meat pies before, therefore proving the theory that the children must of gotten money and had boughten a meat pie for someone else.  The last confirmed sighting of the Beaumont children was at 3pm, walking alone away from the beach holding hands and laughing. The postman had seen them and he was known to be a reliable source. It did not make sense that the children would be late and seem so unconcerned about it. However, the postman called the police back two days after making his initial statement and said he thought he had seen the children in the morning, not at 3pm like he originally said. 

A local resident named Daphne Gregory saw the children with a man at 3pm on the day they went missing, and she claimed the man was carrying a bag similar to one that Jane owned. 

Several months after the disappearance, a woman reported that on the night the children went missing she saw a man with two girls and a boy enter a house near hers that she had thought was empty. Later on, she saw the boy walking alone down a lane when he had been “caught” by the man. The next morning it seemed as though no one was in the house and she never saw the man or the children again. Police did not know why she had not come forward for months.

Other sightings of the children were reported in the first year they were missing, but none of these sightings ever led to anything. 

A psychic named Gerald Croiset believed the children had been buried under a warehouse, under new concrete inside the remains of an old brick kiln. The property owners were reluctant to excavate but soon they did after the publicity had raised $40,000 to have the building demolished. No remains or any evidence was found. 

Two years after the children went missing, Jim and Nancy received two letters supposedly written by Jane and another by a man who said he was keeping the children and was now their guardian. The envelopes were postmarked of Dandenong, Victoria. Police thought the letters could be authentic after comparing them to other stuff Jane had wrote. The Man said he was willing to give the children back and had set a meeting place. 

The Beaumont parents and a detective drove to the meeting place but no one had shown up. Later on, a third letter from Jane arrived that stated the man did not show up when he realized a disguised detective had accompanied Jim and Nancy. The man thought the children had betrayed his trust, and decided not to give them back. No other letters were ever sent again. 

In 1992, new forensic examinations of the letter showed that they were a hoax. Fingerprint technology later discovered that the author was a 41 year old man who had been a teenager at the time and had written the letters as a joke. 

A lot of people have been considered suspects in the case of the Beaumont children, so we are only going to focus on a couple of them now. A man named Arthur Stanley Brown was charged in 1998 for the murders of two sisters Judith and Susan Mackay in Townsville, Queensland. They had disappeared on the way to school on August 26, 1970 and their bodies were both found in a creek bed days later. 

Though he died in 2002, some consider him to be one of the most likely suspects in the Beaumont disappearance as he looked very similar to the identikit picture, though his movements were unknown at the time and he would of been 53 in 1966, which does not match the description that the man was in his mid 30′s.

Derek Percy is another potential suspect, and was Victoria’s then longest-serving prisoner. He died in 2013, but was found not guilty by reason of insanity for the 1969 murder of Yvonne Tuohy. A report in The Age suggested that Derek Percy was probably a suspect in many unsolved child murders, including the Beaumont children. He apparently had indicated that he might have killed the Beaumonts because he was in that area at the time, but had no memory of actually doing it. 

However, Percy was only 17 at the time of the Beaumont disappearance and was too young to be the man they were seen with who was described as in his mid 30′s. 

The Beaumont case was one of the largest police investigations in Australian criminal history and the case is still open today. There is a $1 million reward for information relating to the children’s disappearance. This case is known to have changed the way parents raised their children, with parents realizing it may be dangerous to leave their children unsupervised, which was the norm back then. 

The Beaumont parents, Jim and Nancy sadly divorced and eventually sold their home, despite them living in it for years after the disappearance, as Nancy held hope that the children may someday return home and it would be a shame if their parents were not there. Jim and Nancy decided to live the later years of their lives away from the media. They both reported to have accepted that they may never know what happened to their children on that dreadful beach day. 

Nancy Beaumont died on September 16, 2019 in a nursing home and Jim Beaumont is still alive today, at the age of 92 and still lives in Adelaide. 

[perfectlymarilynmonroe]

Hey babe, I had a q about your last photo caption. The bit about Marilyn refusing to be a kept woman is somewhat misleading to me- didn't she live with Johnny Hyde for a time, and didn't his influence grant her favorable notice during casting for films like The Asphalt Jungle? Maybe I'm not remembering correctly, but I don't think their relationship was precisely sexual even if he clearly doted on her for a time. Obvi she got further on her own merit, but I do think that's an oft unexplored moment in her life that was definitely instrumental because of her choice to link up with him. Just wondering about your thoughts on this! Love the blog <3

Hi! Thank you for your sweet comments about my blog :) Sorry for the delay in response, but I wanted to give a thorough response to this. I’ve actually received a couple of comments on Instagram lately regarding this, and I don’t mind addressing this confusion.

*Disclaimer to everyone reading: This is based on the research I have done and is to address a number of issues. This isn’t to glorify Marilyn or deny any flaws or imperfections, but to state the facts. I’m publicly sharing this so I can later refer back to it. It’s a longer response to answer any follow-up questions I may get but, of course, you can still ask any you may have. ♡♡

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It can be deceiving, but I think the bigger concern is what she took for what she got, rather than vise versa. If she was looking to be a gold-digging, role-stealing actress, she would have married Hyde the minute he asked her to. She would have inherited his millions and could have bought her way through Hollywood. For a young woman with hardly anything, she chose herself and said no. 

Just before she met him, she was getting help from John Carroll and Lucille Ryman, so when she said, Johnny was the first to believe in her, that isn’t entirely true. Due to her lack of a father-figure as a child I think that when she saw the belief in her from a man like Johnny, at a reputable agency, who was willing to do anything for her, she latched on to it.

Hyde’s co-workers at William Morris later reported being furious with him because he slowly began to abandon his other clients and focused only on helping her. In the case of The Asphalt Jungle, since you asked, it was actually the help of both Hyde and Lucille Ryman that she was given an audition. However, director John Huston later said she didn’t get the “role because of Hyde...she got it because she was damn good.”

In my personal opinion, based on the facts, whether did not sleep with Johnny - some historians even refuse to believe they were ever sexually involved - it was never for roles, auditions, etc. As I mentioned, if it were, she would have married him, taken his money, and used that to her advantage. She actually stopped seeing him - both  personally and professionally - by Fall 1949 because she was so sick and tired of being called, “Mrs. Johnny Hyde” by him and hearing from colleges that he was calling her his wife. 

When it came to being a “kept” woman, she was referring to the large number of “casting directors” or studio execs, etc, who faked an upcoming film to lure her into their office and attempt to seduce her, or held their hand on her thigh while she auditioned, almost forced her, etc... and each time she managed to walk out. 

She wrote an article entitled, “The Wolves I’ve Know” that was published in a number of places like Motion Picture in 1953, The New York Daily News, and more. When she met with Ben Hecht for her autobiography interviews, she also spoke of them and it was published in a London newspaper in August 1954, and in Australian magazines in 1955.

He did leave his family and move into a bigger place and invited her to live there, but she never officially moved in. She did spend quite a bit of her time there, but by early Spring she was living on her own and was very low on rent. This is why she posed nude on red velvet in May 1949. She admitted to thinking of asking men she knew for money to help her, but felt she wouldn’t have been able to forgive herself, and it made her sick to even think of it.

For everyone reading this, remember, she was twenty-three. She was still a very young girl and had grown up with little guidance in her life. She was abused, and was in and out of so many school and homes, she was never taught how to do things. She figured it out on her own, and of course, like anyone in that situation, maybe didn’t always make the best decisions or have the best thoughts.

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I know this answer was very long, but I felt I needed to address a number of points because things are rarely black and white - especially for Marilyn Monroe, who is the subject of much scrutiny, then and now - and there are many things to consider in regards to a sensitive subject like this! 

I hope I’m not missing anything, but I hope it answers your question! xo

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Below is a list of various quotes said by Marilyn that I hope everyone will find helpful :)

From “The Wolves I’ve Known” published in The New York Times:

The first real wolf I encountered should have been ashamed of himself because he was trying to take advantage of a mere kid. That’s all I was and I wasn’t suspicious of him at all when he stopped his car at a corner and started to talk to me.

He looked at me all over and then came up with that famous line: “You ought to be in pictures.” That was the first time I’d ever heard it, so it didn’t sound corny to me.

He told me he had an office at the Goldwyn studio and said why didn’t I come and see him and he would get me a screen test. It sounded pretty good to me because I was crazy to get into the movies.

I was modeling at that time and I asked the people who ran the agency where I got my jobs what they thought of his offer. The manager called the studio but never was able to get in touch with my would-be benefactor. However, the wolf called the agency and I made an appointment to go to his office on Saturday afternoon.

I didn’t know then that the producers and other movie officials don’t make Saturday afternoon appointments. I found that out later. I also found out that he didn’t really have any connection with the Goldwyn studio but had borrowed a friend’s office.

He was fat and jovial and, of course, drove a Cadillac. He gave me a script to read and told me how to pose while reading it. All the poses had to be reclining, although the words I was reading didn’t seem to call for that position.

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Of course, there are other ways a girl could survive until another studio came along. A starlet could take on a lover, usually a well-heeled married man who could pay her bills, or she could become the mistress to an old man and through his connections help advance her career. Believe me, there were and still are many starstruck girls that do get by that way. But for myself, respect is one of life’s greatest treasures. I mean, what does it all add up to if you don’t have that? If there [is] only one thing in my life I [am] proud of, it’s that I’ve never been a kept woman.  

And believe me, it wasn’t because there weren’t opportunities to become one. I think I had as many problems as the next starlet keeping the Hollywood wolves from my door. These wolves just could not understand me. They would tell me, “But Marilyn, you’re not playing the game the way you should. Be smart. You’ll never get anywhere in this business acting the way you do.” My answer to them would be, “The only acting I’ll do is for the motion picture camera.” I was determined, no one was going to use me or my body—even if he could help my career. I’ve never gone out with a man I didn’t want to. No one, not even the studio, could force me to date someone.

You can’t sleep your way into being a star. It takes much, much more. But it helps. A lot of actresses got their first chance that way. Most of the men are such horrors, they deserve all they can get out of them!

The one thing I hate more than anything else is being used. I’ve always worked hard for the sake of someday becoming a talented actress. I knew I would make it someday if I only kept at it and worked hard without lowering my principles and pride in myself.

[rabbitcruiser]

Hug an Australian Day

Spread a little love around the world by participating in Hug an Australian Day. Show some appreciation to an Aussie in your life, or plan a trip!

In hindsight, Men at Work’s Down Under was a pretty average song. Thankfully, the country has provided so much more over the years. Hug an Australian Day is a perfect time to show gratitude and appreciation while simultaneously spreading a little love across the world. In a world where people are often made to feel more divided than ever, the simple gesture can make a huge impact.

Like throwing a boomerang, the good vibes will return very quickly. Aside from participants living or vacationing in Perth, Melbourne et al. Hug an Australian Day needn’t impact the entire day either. It’s fun, simple, and an event that everyone can join regardless of where they are.

It’s certain to be a g’day for everyone involved.

Learn about Hug an Australian Day

The concept of Hug an Australian Day is truly as simple as it sounds. Hugs are a friendly signal of affection that is scientifically shown to have a positive psychological effect on both parties. Whether from a loved one or a stranger, a quick and kind embrace can significantly enhance a person’s day. Hug an Australian Day allows participants to enjoy those rewards while also feeling that they are taking part of a social event. And, let’s not ignore the fact that it’s great social media content too.

Hug an Australian Day isn’t limited to Australians by birth and current Australian citizens. Australians that have emigrated count. Individuals with Australian heritage count. Even people that have married into an Australian family tick the box. Ultimately, the annual celebration is just a bit of fun that encourages people to connect with each other while simultaneously promoting positive vibes and a little gratitude towards the country that provided so many great pop culture icons.

Every hug is a step towards repairing the damage that Bart Simpson caused when dropping his pants to the Aussie government anyway…

Hugs are ultimately a physically symbolic gesture that represents love for Australia’s culture and people. Those sentiments can quickly grow by showing an interest. Talking about kangaroos and koala bears is great. Meanwhile, it’s a great opportunity to enjoy a little banter by explaining that Tim Tams will never reach the standards of Twinkies.

Hug an Australian Day could equally be known as “Show Some Love and Appreciation to Australian Friends Day”. Wouldn’t like quite as good on a t-shirt, though, would it? Likewise, very few people would be interested in typing out that URL.

History of Hug an Australian Day

Despite being a fun and lighthearted celebration, Hug an Australian Day is actually a copyrighted holiday. The annual event was launched by Thomas and Ruth Roy, who are the co-founders of Wellcat.com too. The couple are behind dozens of fun and crazy events and vacation ideas like The Monitor Liberation Day, Answer Your Cat’s Question Day, Yell ‘Fudge’ at the Cobras in North America Day, Take Your Houseplants for a Walk Day, and more. So, the Australian-hugging day is actually a pretty tame idea by their standards.

The day was launched by the pair simply with the humble goal “to show our great appreciation for all the love and support the Aussies have given us over the years” and has grown at a rapid rate in conjunction with one of the most popular times in the year for visiting the land Down Under. It started out relatively small scale but has gained major press in recent years while the word has spread particularly fast on social media and other online channels.

Participants of the annual event are advised to spoil Australian friends with Koala bear or kangaroo toys and imported snacks. However, it’s a great excuse for individuals to stock up on those items for themselves. As well as a day of appreciation, it can be a day of discovery. The day is also a family-friendly event that enables kids to teach their kid about all things Australia too – thank the internet gods for YouTube.

The day is now celebrated by millions of people across several countries and continents while it additionally gains a fair level of interest in Australia too. The history of the celebration is still in its infancy, but there’s no doubt that people are increasingly aware of everything the day stands for.

How to celebrate Hug an Australian Day

There’s no prizes for guessing the answer to this one. The clue is in the title; hugging an Australian is the best way to celebrate by far. Anyone thinking it’ll be Kylie should be so Lucky, Lucky, Lucky, but it shouldn’t take long to find a friend, colleague, or distant relative that fits the bill.

Anyone wanting to capture the magic of the Australian fixation of the 1980s can build their day’s activities around all things Australian. Whack on the Kylie CD, watch Crocodile Dundee or Steve Irwin, open a tin of Foster’s or Castlemaine XXXX, and go play with a boomerang in the garden. Hug an Australian Day does require an Ozzie to complete the obvious task. However, it is possible to celebrate the people and culture of the land Down Under all alone if preferred – or with non-Australian friends.

Others will create artistic homages to Australia or wear the flag, potentially as a face paint design. Whichever way it is celebrated, the #HuganAustralianDay hashtag will trend on social media throughout the day.

Australia is a highly popular once-in-a-lifetime holiday destination too. When combined with the pleasant climate and off-peak pricing, an increasing number of people plan their visits to Australia around the event. The atmosphere on the day itself is certain to be a winner, while the memories created during that time exploring the Outback are incredible.

There’s no one right or wrong way to celebrate the annual event. However, it is important to take the feelings of the recipients into account. The universally accepted protocol is to say “happy Hug an Australian Day” before asking whether they’re happy to be hugged. Simple.

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