Live, Laugh, Think...

Remember, any movement is good movement. If you can’t get to the gym this week but you can walk, that’s ok. If you can’t lift as much as last week, that’s ok too. The fact that you’re moving is enough. Your body is here to love and support you. You’re doing a great job runner 5.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Zombies Run! Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sam and Five, Sam and Maxine Characters: Runner Five, Sam Yao, Maxine Myers Additional Tags: Sickfic, hurt/comfort attempt aborted, Drama, Humor, Hospitals Summary:

After a mission gone wrong, Five is receiving treatment at Abel’s hospital. Sam doesn’t want to leave her side. Too bad for Sam. Maxine has set visiting hours for a *reason.*

No spoilers! No romance either, just Sam caring about Five. Like he does for all of his runners equally, of course. 

Simon: I made a mistake. Now are you going to help me fix it or are you going to continue to berate me?

Five: I am perfectly capable of doing both simultaneously!

@dorkylittleweirdo

welcome to my animal crossing island

The old school lack of transparency on tumblr is amazing because you assume the people you follow must all be equivalent to you and then you see someone write “I brought my youngest to college today” and someone else write “my mom wouldn’t let me listen to Ariana Grande when I was a kid” and then your head explodes

and we need that! keeps us humble. 

Then I'm just like WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU’RE AN ADULT

It goes the other way, too, because WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE A CHILD?!!

I'm 16, that's like, barely a child

I'm in my 30s. You are baby

I'm older than both of you in a trenchcoat.

honestly one of the best things we can do for ourselves is realize that people of different ages than us can still be the same kind of person as us. it's humbling and it gives everyone involved a sense of continuity, and it busts those stupid generational stereotypes media is so fond of.

worst part about getting angry is how much it makes you want to be mean

sorry i said something dickish. a few mildly frustrating things happened to me in succession and it turned me evil

april will be a good month [staring into the sink mirror eyebags prominent the most upset person youve ever seen]

really glad to see we're all doing great 3 days into the month

you may think your only options are

but in fact you can

no i will not make separate blogs for my fandoms, everyone who follows me must experience ALL my insanity

I had an interview with a local paper this week about this rock snake I started on the longest street of a nearby city (where I work) because it's bringing people so much joy:

I said something during the interview that the interviewer seemed really shocked by, so in case it's important for anyone else to hear: When asked about the rock snake and some scavenger hunts that I've hosted for adults, I said -

"We don't stop enjoying the things we liked as kids; they just stop being offered to us. And when you're a kid, fun things like art projects and scavenger hunts are always brought to you, so you're not taught to make a habit of seeking them out as and adult."

She said "Wow yeah... life is so stressful... and you don't think to... wow."

So if anyone else needs direct permission to be a whimsical adult child today, I hereby grant it to everyone. ❤️

It's so soon to reblog this, but I was on the phone with my Mom, and she mentioned making me an Easter basket. I laughed and said "Thank you for excitedly making me an Easter basket at the ripe age of [insert an age over 18]," and she goes "You don't stop liking what you did as a kid, people stop presenting it to you." 😂❤️🥺

[A screenshot of a tweet reading, "We gotta stop viewing someone blocking u as a "gotcha," or some admission of guilt when so much more often it is simply "Squire, remove this jester from my court, as they do not bring me joy."]

plagues history and global epidemiology as an autistic special interest was already a heavy topic but not a day goes by I dont briefly recall drunkenly telling people at the bar in autumn 2019 “yeah the next pandemic will probably be a coronavirus and we’re due for one”

if they remember that i have to wonder if they think they met the devil at the club that night

Favorite thing about renaissance faires is that they have fuck all to to with the renaissance. This thang is not about historical anything this is about dressing up like a fairy and watching a joust

#a samurai with a flintlock pistol sitting next to a guy dressed as a caveman drinking a styrofoam cup of dr pepper#and it fucks severely