but it think we have to walk

(Request: could you write an imagine where the reader is quiet and doesn’t talk too much to everyone (she’s part of the family tho) but then someone’s bothering daryl so she stands up for him and they end together because they understand each other?)

Note: sorry this took me a little long to write, i hope you enjoy!

Originally posted by onlydarylnormanfic

“Hey (Y/n), we’re having a get together tonight, you wanna join?” Sasha walked up to you as you were sharpening your knife on your porch, she was accompanied by the rest of the girls.

“I think I might just keep watch or something, I’m not really in the mood for that” you replied, offering them an apologetic smile and going back to your knife.

The girls looked at each other before sighing and walking away. You looked up and watched them get further away from you. As much as you tried to isolate yourself from the group, they always tried to bring you back in, and most of the time they succeeded, until someone died and you would push them away again. It was like an ongoing circle. Your mind wandered to Daryl, and how you isolated yourself from the group when he was taken by Negan. You had experienced the worst pain imaginable that night in the line-up, it got even worse when they took Daryl away. He was the only person in the group who properly understood you, and you understood him, that’s why you got along so well.  You were brought back to reality when you heard whistling in the distance. You quickly raised your head and felt your heart pound, it was Negan. You saw his silhouette through the gate and you stood up and ran over to it, followed by Rick.

“Let me in!” Negan tapped on the gate with Lucille and a shiver ran own your spine. You opened the creaky gate and you saw Negan, three big trucks filled with his men behind him.

“Well aren’t you a pretty thing” he smiled at you. You crossed your arms over your chest, not amused at his flirtatious comment.

“(Y/n), I got this” Rick said, pushing you behind him. You watched Negan’s men while Rick and him were conversing, your eyes skimmed over their faces until they landed on a familiar one. Your eyes nearly popped out of your head when you saw him, Daryl. You went to move forward but you stopped himself when you saw his beaten and bruised condition. Dwight was standing next to him, holding Daryl in place. The sight of him like that made your blood boil as you thought of all the terrible things they had done to him. You looked back to Daryl and noticed he was staring at you with sad eyes and your heart broke for him. You were so angry with the saviors that you hadn’t even realised they were walking into Alexandria.

“Search all the houses and take what you want!” Negan shouted to his men. “But only half” he reminded them.

You stepped back and watched as his men ran to the houses, they were in and out in a second and you looked at Rick for him to do something but he only shook his head you, reminding you that he wasn’t in charge anymore.


You looked to your left and saw Dwight pushing Daryl towards one of the trucks.

“Hey!” you shouted, finally having enough of staying quiet.

“He’s not a fucking animal” you said, walking over to both of them. Daryl looked at you shocked and Dwight looked confused.

“(Y/n)!” You heard Rick shouting behind you but you ignored his calls.

“That’s far enough” Dwight said, stepping in front of Daryl.

You both stood inches away from each other, and you could cut the tension with a knife. You felt the groups eyes on you now and you wondered if you should have stayed quiet, what if you got Daryl in more trouble?

“What’s going on out here?” Negan asked, walking over to you and Dwight with Rick next to him. Rick was holding Lucille and he looked traumatised, maybe you should calm down a bit, you didn’t want to be responsible for getting anyone else killed.

“I just think your man should stop playing God in other people’s lives” You said with less confidence than before.

Negan licked his lips and smirked at you. “You got yourself a protective girl here huh Daryl?” Negan wrapped an arm around him and he flinched at the connection. “I’ll make you guys a deal” Negan turned to Rick. “How about I take all your weapons and whatever else we want, and you get your boy back” Negan looked at you when he said that.

You looked at Rick and you knew he was considering it. There was no way he would say no but it would mean working extra hard to get supplies, and to find more guns. “Done” Rick said.

“Brilliant, you know what to do guys!” Negan shouted to his men and they moved to the armoury and the supply room. “A deal’s a deal Dwight” Negan raised his eyebrows at him.

Dwight grunted before pushing Daryl in your direction and as soon as he got close to you he pulled you into a hug, hiding his face in your neck and hair. You placed one hand on the back of his head and the other around his shoulders. It felt so good to have him back, knowing that he wouldn’t be hurting anymore. But you were sad about not having anything to protect yourself with. As the men were packing up the trucks with the rest of your supplies, Negan said his goodbyes and left Alexandria. Daryl then turned to Rick and hugged him too, after all it was him that made the deal.

“We’re glad to have you back” Sasha and the rest of the group ran up to hug Daryl, and when they were all done he turned to you again.

“You need to get cleaned up” you laughed but he only smiled in response, he looked exhausted. You took his hand and led him back to his house that lay vacant from when he was last there. You spent the next hour waiting for Daryl to have shower and clean himself off. You were sitting on the bed, reading the blurb of a book when he came out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist.

“Oh, my god” You covered your mouth and stood up, slowly taking a step towards him. His body was covered in black bruises and red marks. “What did they do to you in there?” you asked, part of you not wanting to know the answer.

Your hands gently touched his bruises over his shoulders and back, his previous scars sticking out from the irritated skin.

“Don’t worry about it, I’m home now” He said, his voice low and gravelly.

“Sorry” you shied away from him, realising what you were doing. You looked down to the floor and told him that you had to go but he held your arms and kept you in place.

“You’re the only person who stood up for me today, I saw everyone watching but no one said anything” He said. You looked up at his eyes and saw that they beamed down at you.

“It was nothing-” you started but you were stopped as he placed his lips on yours, the feel of them rough as they had cuts on them from his time with the saviors. You wrapped your arms around his neck, making him flinch. You quickly took your arms away and broke away from the kiss.

“Sorry” You said again, genuinely feeling bad for hurting him.

“It’s alright. You stayin’ the night?” He asked, moving to put on fresh clothes. You turned your back to him as he changed.

“I don’t know, maybe it would be good for you to have the bed to yourself” you said.

“I’ve had a whole cell to myself for ages now. I don’t wanna be alone” He said, making you turn and look at him.

He was fully clothed now and he had a pleading look in his eye, but you knew Daryl, he would never beg. “Okay” you nodded your head and walked over to him. “I’ll stay the night”

You lifted up on your tiptoes and planted a kiss on his lips before moving to the bed and giggling when he jumped in with you. You rested your arm on his chest as you both lay in the bed, talking about everything and anything. You were glad he was back, finally you could relax and maybe even socialise with the group more. You both fell silent and you closed your eyes and fell asleep to the sound of his heart beating next to you.

Leonard peered cautiously over the bench and smiled broadly.
“Ah! Happily, we appear to have achieved coffee,” he said.
Leonard walked over to the table and pulled a small lever on the device. A light brown foam cascaded into a waiting cup with a noise like a clogged drain.
Different coffee,” he said. “Very fast coffee. I rather think you will like it. I’m calling this the Very-Fast-Coffee machine.”
“And that’s today’s invention, is it?” said Vetinari.
“Well, yes. It would have been a scale model of a device for reaching the moon and other celestial bodies, but I was thirsty.”

– the drive of invention | Terry Pratchett, The Fifth Elephant


21.03.2017 Okayama

After giving ourselves a little bit more time in the morning - after a while your body will tell you that you do a bit too much - we went to Kurashiki to meet Lukasz again. He is currently working at a hotel there and made a fast, short sightseeing with us around the city, pointing out the interesting spots, like a beautiful, hidden garden or a place for a great view over the city.

Since he had to return in time, we searched for a place to have lunch and did some more walking around the city. You need to have some time for pictures, otherwise you can’t really think about what you are actually doing there.

Kurashiki is really pretty and somehow I got to like it even more. I am sure there is a lot to discover, just it’s better to avoid shops on main streets of such touristic cities and go to hidden corners. Stuff is so much cheaper there.

With our luggage we got on the way to Shikoku. We planned to take the evening a little bit easier than before, but just at Marugame station Ida noticed her Japan Rail Pass was missing. She just left it inside the train. Luckily I’ve known the owner of today’s guesthouse Mi Casa Su Casa for a while now. Thanks to her we managed that the train stuff searched for it and sent it back to a station close to us, so we could get it there the next morning. In other countries you would be f**ked up, but normally in Japan you can have luck with those things. Anyway it’s better to not forget things ;)

The evening we spent with Conbini food and some interesting conservation with the other guests Ume and Haru and the owner of Mi Casa Su Casa. The guys both will work for train companies in the future which is pretty cool. Was interesting to hear about that. 

Only problem so far: we don’t get enough sleep :D

Today’s calendar:
Weather: cloudy and a little bit rainy
Distance: Okayama to Kibi Plan to Kurashiki to Zentsuji
Steps: 13,405 (9.5 km)
Accommodation: Mi Casa Su Casa

Positive: that moment you get your things back
Negative: nothing

anonymous asked:

is there anything that's really surprised you since working in a movie theatre? like random movies you thought nobody went to see, but people actually do go watch them?

oh totally. SO many people have gone to see the shack? people even went to see rock dog… which is a real movie…. other things: they play movies even if no one buys tickets (i keep bringing it up but it’s UNSETTLING). if you don’t tell people which direction their movie is in then they have no idea where to go. people think buying tickets online or at a kiosk is faster, but we still have to tear them and sometimes print them so the jokes on you. some people walk right past us JUST TO BUY POPCORN??? it’s a real thing, they drop 10 dollars on popcorn and leave. i feel bad when excited people ask me if i’ve seen this movie or that movie, when i haven’t because i Work Too Much. i’m starting to hate R rated movies because i have to card people now… which i’m bad at. it’s either usually super busy or completely dead, rarely in between. and finally, i’m getting really sick of the smell which isn’t just popcorn but also other fried foods and my uniform smells like it and i’m like wow… not the mood

Pledis Entertainment responds to the controversy regarding Seventeen's alleged rude behavior toward fan

Pledis Entertainment spoke up about the controversy regarding Seventeen’s alleged rude behavior.

Members of Seventeen gained criticism as a fan claimed that s/he was given rude responses when s/he asked them questions. It was also claimed that Seungkwan referred to fans as his bread and butter [income].

In response to the controversy, Pledis Entertainment posted a message on their Twitter. It stated,

“Hello, this is the staff of Pledis.

We’re cautiously leaving a message as unconfirmed stories are being spread online. We cannot assure that our staff is always with or remember every fan and Seventeen when they have a conversation, but we do know that Seventeen is a group that does not think low of their relationship with fans. We want you to remember that they’re the ones who treasure Carats the most. We hope you guys who walk with Seventeen are not hurt. Take care of your health during the season change and we will greet you guys with new news in the near future.

Thank you.”

Currently, some fans are claiming that the controversy is all made up while some believe the responses were truly from Seventeen. Furthermore, the response from Pledis Entertainment only ambiguously addresses the issue; leaving out the answer to the crucial question on whether or not the members really responded in such way.

Let us know what you think of the situation in the comments.


So I saw sausage party and it’s..

so dumb…

It’s not that funny or anything cuz the “hey we look like we’re a kids film and we curse” thing got old fast. The world doesn’t make any sense either. I think it’s like a Toy Story thing but…food and toys are different. The sausage walks but to human they just look like food. So how does a human perceive a sausage fucking a bread woman? Do they just see a hotdog sitting there?

When the new food is cut up into new food does the food have a new consciousness? If that’s so then the sausage would be a Frankenstein monster of a ton of other meats right?

Why do some objects talk and some don’t? How can food smoke pot? Why didn’t they just all rot at the end? Now that would’ve been something…

What it means to be a Gryffindor

In honor of Gryffindor Pride day, here’s some of what I think it means to be a Gryffindor.

Originally posted by stridinghellfire

The stereotypical assumptions are that we’re reckless and don’t think of the consequences to our actions. They think we’re all brave and loud and social. Stubborn to a fault and always seeking adventure or looking for a fight.

But what does it mean to really be a Gryffindor? And why do so many people think that’s a bad thing?

Being a Gryffindor means accepting that sometimes we are the stereotype of “I will fight” but only because we value the cause and doing what is right. It means having the courage to face our fears and stomping them down because no one harms anyone I love or shoots them down. It means fierce loyalty born from a deep trust. It means being stubborn because no you are not going to walk all over my opinion I listened to you now you also need to give me that courtesy. It means speaking up when you don’t think something is right, and defending your point or a person, even when no one expects it. It means thinking with your heart, even when your brain is telling you no. It means doing things spur of the moment, like going on a late night drive to stargaze or joining that class or deciding to spend the night in to watch that movie that’s been in your queue for months. It means being social to the extent we feel okay. Sometimes that’s in a large crowd, other times it’s with a small group of friends through video chat with random bursts of laughter and long conversations. 

Being a Gryffindor is like spending the day outside in spring by the beach. Where the sun warms and energizes you, and then makes you sleepy after a long day of enjoying yourself. It’s like taking a roadtrip with your closest friends, singing along to the radio and making memories, even when the day is starting to wind down and one person has dozed off, the others looking out the window and remembering the day they’ve had.

Being a Gryffindor doesn’t mean not caring about what we do. It’s caring enough to know what requires our attention and deciding what we value to spend our energy on. It’s cherishing the moments we have and not getting too caught up. 

It is accepting who you are, even if it takes some time and can last moments. It is finding the courage to say “Yeah, this is me. And I’m a Gryffindor.” 

anonymous asked:

I like Jen, I like Josh, and I loved the Hunger Games books and films. But I hate hypocrisy. Jens recent pap walks scream hypocrisy and double standards, so thank you for pointing this out. The shots of Jen and Henry were taken from 2 angles, that has to have been set up.

I think Jen has permanently and irrevocably hurt her reputation. She can never again complain about paparazzi hounding her. We all knew she played the paparazzi game but it was mostly to sell a movie or a certain item of clothing she was contracted to wear. This and especially the use of Henry is really so incredibly distasteful. It’s really really disappointing.

During "A Canterlot Wedding" (Part 1)
  • Pinkie: We can't let Twilight ruin Cadence and Shining Armor's wedding. I mean, it's selfish, it's adolescent and it'd put a real cramp in their honeymoon.
  • [Twilight enters the room]
  • Rarity: Pinkie!
  • Pinkie: [continuing] For somebody who's supposed to be so smart, Twilight's acting like a real goober!
  • [Twilight notices, but remains silent as she walks towards Pinkie]
  • Rarity: Pinkie...
  • Pinkie: And don't think I won't be able to say that right to her face. 'Course, I'd have to stand on a chair!
  • [Twilight puts a chair behind Pinkie as she laughs hesitantly]
  • Pinkie: It's her, isn't it?

takealookoutsidesocietiesbubble  asked:

Everyone I know Is very Left Wing, I guess you could say finding this blog was refreshing. I don't know If you can relate but I often feel like I can't take part in political discussions with my friends or anyone around me without being barked down.. walking on egg shells more or less. Either way I'm really liking your blog so please keep posting <3 :)

I think most of us can totally relate to you, even some of the people who you believe are on the left are only there because they’re too afraid of the aggressive backlash or being labelled racist or sexist or Islamophobic if they ever stepped out of line and dared to mentioned facts that go against the left’s flimsy narrative. 

The problem we have is they have always thought of themselves as the authority on what’s right and wrong, they have the moral high ground and they are entitled to condemn and shame who they please as they are only doing so for the greater good. They know their ideas can’t stand up to even the most simple and basic scrutiny so before you even get the chance to crumble their argument, they will shout you down, shame you and outcast you from the conversation or group.

They believe all the bad things in the world are committed by whites, America, straight, men, conservatives, freethinkers etc while all the good things in the world are done by, well anyone who wasn’t just listed. So all of their anger, resentment and enjoyment of abusing these people, it’s only because these people are so very evil and if it wasn’t for them the left would be good natured, rational and peaceful…

I used to stay quiet or play along with their nonsense and narcissistic, misandrist insults against anyone that could challenge their ideas but you really have to start speaking your mind and give them something to think about. Some of my closest friends have had complete meltdowns when I told them I was no longer a feminist or I voted for Trump - that’s right, a young woman making her own decisions and thinking for herself is the worst thing that could ever happen to them. So I started to wonder, are the people who are so quick to call me a racist and horrible for simply voting and for not being part of a gender supremacy movement, are they really the type of people I should be silencing myself for because we’re “friends”? 

I know it may seem like it but just know you’re not alone, it gets called the silent majority for a reason. If you’re on campus and feel lost with your views and opinions, there are groups and people there who will welcome you and welcome your views. Feel free to message me and I can give you a list of where you can go. You just have to have the courage to speak out and find like minded people amongst the sea of politically correct sheep, whether it’s in person or online you will find plenty of support. That doesn’t mean we should form our own little safe spaces, free from leftists and debate. It just means that we should be able to destroy the leftists logic and arguments without being considered monsters and Nazis for it. 

Thanks so much for your message, feel free to do so again any time :) xx

Okay, but can we take a moment to realize how difficult it must have been for the creators of Yuri on Ice to even get an anime studio to work with them?

Because this was not a simple project at all.

Like, think about Kubo-sensei walking into an office to begin negotiations with an anime studio to get the project known as “Yuri on Ice” greenlit and approved for production (I mean, in real life it’s a bit more complicated than that, but let’s just imagine for the sake of brevity and clarity), and she begins pitching her product:

“We would like to make an original anime about male figure skating”

[Figure skating is one of the most niche sports you could think of, esp in Japan, which could make it really hard to sell]

“Featuring a serious emotional (romantic) relationship between two men”

[Anime is notorious for its poor presentation of homosexuality and is afraid to treat the topic seriously and respectfully because it might scare away potential viewers]

“As well as about 14 different skaters, all from different parts of the world and relevant to the story in some way”

[All of that requires extra character design and casting]

“Which would all need at least 1 figure skating program each, amounting in about 22 different skating programs total

[That requires immense amounts of animation (and research, and references for its sake) which also means the animation team has to be sufficiently large and skilled to accommodate this need]

“And for this we would also need a professional figure skating choreographer, to actually design all the programs”

[Finding someone who could design 22 different programs, some of them particularly impactful and memorable is a difficult task in and of itself and finding someone who would want to work on an anime project is even harder]

“And of course, we would need someone to write about 22 different music pieces for all of the programs”

[All of which would need to be impactful and memorable, similarly to the choreography]

“And all of this would be contained within 12 episodes.”

[Meaning very little downtime between competitions, as we saw, which means that the animation team has no time to rest because they must complete all the frames for the next episode’s programs (and let me tell you that fluidly animating figure skating is not only difficult but also time consuming as all hell)]

I feel like I could still mention a few aspects, like for example the design of the different locations and the references that it would require, but I think this already gives you a picture of how difficult it was to not only make this anime, but how hard it must have been to actually get it approved (considering how difficult the production process would be, especially for something that originally looked like a risky project that may not even be popular enough to make a profit).

In case you needed more reasons to appreciate Yuri on Ice, let’s take a moment to appreciate how much work and effort went into the creation process for this anime.

Because the fact that it even exists is nothing short of a miracle and something we should never take for granted.

Hello everyone, it is friday and I would like to share this small section of a drawing that contains a friendly bee who is sunbathing

thank you xox

I know we’re all very fond of oblivious heartbreaker Yuuri, but can we consider a situation where no-one has ever expressed interest in Yuuri before because they all think he’s out of their league?


“What? Talk to Katsuki Yuuri? So he can reject me and I can die of embarrassment, no thanks?”

“Is that Katsuki Yuuri coming our way? Dude, let’s take the long way please, I AM NOT FIT TO WALK IN THE SAME CORRIDOR.”

“Today Katsuki Yuuri smiled at me, and I ran away screeching because HOLY SHIT.”

“Oh my god Katsuki Yuuri is in our class???? How can we avoid being noticed ohmygod I AM SO NERVOUS?”

“What do you mean he’ll like me? HAVE YOU SEEN HIM? He’s a national figure skating champion and I barely managed to put on pants today.”

so i played skyrim tonight, and i thought i’d tell an important story about my journeys:

i was mostly wandering around minding my own business when i came upon whiterun stables and guys - listen. i found the most beautiful perfect horse i’d ever seen. majestic, beautiful, immaculate. i had to have him. so i figured - hey, i took long enough getting here, it’s the middle of the night, no one’s gonna see if i take this horse, right?

this was my first mistake.

so i hop on the horse. i press the big glaring red STEAL button and get my ass on the horse. perfect. 50 bounty from whiterun - well, no plan is ever perfect. and we start walking along - and who runs up to me, but a whiterun guard. “you have committed crimes against skyrim and her people” - he’s very upset. well holy shit! i didn’t think anyone saw me, but you know what, good sir, here, i’ll pay the fine -

“we’ll take your stolen goods, and - “

no. this simply won’t do. i come out of the keep, scheming. i must acquire my horse again.

so i go back to the stables, steal the horse again. it’s the same horse, of course it is, because he’s flawless and gallant and waited for me.

but then - again - the guard, crimes against skyrim and her people - well you know what sir, a cat-man’s pride for his perfect and beautiful horse is not a crime. so i hop off my perfect horse, and get my Destruction ready. i’m going to give this guard what-for. of course, in the process, i accumulate 1000 bounty from whiterun.

well, fuck. this, probably, could be considered mistake number two. i get on the horse again. +50 bounty from whiterun, but in the face of killing that guard, honestly, who’s going to notice one stolen horse? i press the big red STEAL button again.

“alright, RED STEEL,” i tell the horse, “from now on, you and i are fugitives.”

RED STEEL, noble and awe-inspiring steed, and i walk for a very, very, very long time. we can never go back. but - you guys, i found out something else about RED STEEL that made it all worth it:

well, of course. he can fly. my incredible, unkillable, righteous RED STEEL.

look at him, as majestic and all-powerful and graceful as i always knew him to be.

so - did i commit crimes against skyrim and her people? yes. yes, i did. but in doing so, i made an unforgettable friend, and a powerful ally. so was it worth it?

i’ll let you be the judge.

How People Watching Improves Your Writing

Sensory detail. 

When I was fourteen or fifteen, I liked to draw. I’d look up internet tutorials on how to draw the human figure, and nearly all of them suggested going outside and sketching anyone who goes by. Not only was this relaxing, but I noticed my art style become more realistic over time. I think we can apply similar concepts as writers to improve sensory description. 

How to practice: Try writing down specific details about the people you see. How is their walking gait? What does their voice sound like? What quirks about them stand out as you observe them? Write down descriptions using all of the senses (except maybe taste) and, over time, you’ll notice your words become more lively.


You don’t have to be Sherlock Holmes to benefit from observation skills. Writing stories is all about noticing connections and seeing the extraordinary in ordinary life. People watching can boost your ability to notice little details and recognize them as important, and it can help you sense patterns more easily.

How to practice: In this case, remember once again that you are not Sherlock Holmes. Don’t assume that you know a person’s life story based on what socks they’re wearing (and definitely don’t try making such assumptions with friends or family). 

Try to take in people who pass by and the small, unique details about them. Notice how they’re interacting with other people and the world around them. Think about why that might be and write down any thoughts or connections that interest you.


Writing first drafts can paralyze anyone. We all know that getting the words out is the first, most important step, but that can feel like torture sometimes. If you’re a hesitant writer, freewriting can help you feel less self-conscious when writing and jot down thoughts or impressions as they come. Other exercises can help you with editing later on, but you can’t get there unless you freewrite.

How to practice: Write down anything that strikes you without worrying whether it’s important or you’ll use it later. I like to focus on one person per minute and during that time, write anything that I find interesting. Once the sixty seconds are up, I move onto another person and continue that cycle as long as I want to keep going. With time, you’ll get faster and may notice that words come more easily.


In the book Stargirl, one of my favorite parts is when Stargirl and Leo go to the park and play a game where they make up stories about the strangers they pass. As they connect together little observations, they create vivid backstories that may not necessarily be true, but that’s not the point. What matters is stretching their minds.

How to practice: Play this game for yourself. Pick a person at random and, piecing together little details you notice about them, give them a backstory. What are they doing, and where are they going (both right now and in the long-term)? Why are they hurrying so quickly to wherever they’re going or walking almost aimlessly along? Don’t worry about getting it “right” so much as creating an interesting story for this person.


Developing empathy as a writer is so important, though not often talked about. If you can put yourself in the shoes of another person and consider what complexities, challenges, and little joys life holds for them, you will create emotionally powerful pieces. People watching helps train your eye to notice those around you more and remember that yours is not the only voice in the world.

How to practice: Remember the definition of the word “sonder:” the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own. Look for those complexities. Notice relationships. Notice facial expressions and emotions. Don’t just look at them but see them, and write down what strikes you about them.


I think,” said Ron, “we’re going to have to be chessmen.

He walked up to a black knight and put his hand out to touch the knight’s horse. At once, the stone sprang to life. The horse pawed the ground and the knight turned his helmeted head to look down at Ron.

Do we - er - have to join you to get across?” The black knight nodded. Ron turned to the other two.

Walking Through a Memory

You know that prank where you move everything in the house two inches to the left and it’s so subtle no one notices but they keep bumping into stuff?

This is a peculiar consequence of kinesthetic awareness trumphing spacial awareness, I think. We don’t need to look at where we are going because our bodies know how to move there and don’t need to double-check. Hence why we don’t look at our feet to walk.

So imagine that aliens don’t have this to the same degree humans do. The furniture moves and they move around it and are confused as to why the human crewmates keep bumping into things.

Then one day, after all the humans ajusted to the prank, the lights go off and the aliens can’t move around.

But the humans are just navigating the spaceship by muscle memory. And that is amazing, that it is possible for them to *walk through a memory* to compensate for being temporarily blinded.

But I guess ultimately what scares me about marriage is where do you find this person? You know a lot of times, most successful relationships, people meet through work, school, mutual friends. But what’s most interesting to me is when people just meet in life, just randomly. You know, I have a friend, he got married, I asked him like “Hey, uh, where’d you meet your wife?” He was like “I was leaving Bed, Bath & Beyond. I was looking for my car - I drive a gray Prius. I saw a different gray Prius, I thought it was mine, I walked up to it, I realized I had the wrong car, but I bumped into Carol, we started talking, that was that”. That’s unbelievable. Think about all the random factors that had to come together to make this one moment possible - this one moment that changed these two people’s entire lives: First off, this guy has to live in this particular town. Then he has to get a gray Prius. Then he has to need to go to Bed, Bath & Beyond. Then he has to go to that particular Bed, Bath & Beyond. Then there has to be another guy who also lives in town, also drives a gray Prius, also needs to go to Bed, Bath & Beyond, also goes to that particular Bed, Bath & Beyond at around the same time. Then they have to both park somewhat near each other, my friend has to leave before the other guy leaves, see the wrong Prius, think it’s his, walk up to it. Then the woman, Carol, needs to be near the wrong gray Prius for a million other random reasons. They bump into each other, they start talking, their entire lives are changed. That’s the most amazing and terrifying thing about life. It is, cause the amazing thing is that at any moment, any one of us can have that moment that totally changes our lives. You could be leaving the show tonight, bump into someone… it could change your life. You don’t know, that could happen. The terrifying thing is… what if we’re all supposed to be at Bed Bath & Beyond right now?
—  Aziz Ansari
when i tell people i want to spend the rest of my life with you
they think i mean that i plan on marrying you
but i have no plans on getting down on one knee for you
my plans with you include holding your hand as we walk through life together
my plans include being your friend
your best friend
as you are mine
after all
we don’t need rings and a piece of paper to prove our commitment to one another
we just need love.
—  Anonymous said: hi! could you please write something on platonic love?
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just a witchy reminder

⭐️when my room isn’t clean, i feel my energy is trapped and muddled. take a moment to just tidy at least one thing in your room today.

⭐️make sure you’ve washed your face today. feel the air on your skin, and remember your skin requires care too. healthy skin = a healthier you.

⭐️it’s okay to take that nap today. sit your crystals under your pillow and let them charge with you. you need a break to recharge just like your crystals do.

⭐️thinking about going to the gym lately? do it today, even if you just walk on a treadmill for 10 minutes. come home, take a nice shower, and feel proud of yourself.

⭐️don’t feel bad if you haven’t practiced in a while. we all have busy times, low times, and slow times. your time to shine will be here again soon.

i love you guys, if you ever need anything, i’m here to chat!