#We’re not alone

[soulinkpoetry]

We are never alone. Everyone and everything we have experienced stays with us. It keeps us company even when we’re not with them.

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[m1ndful-thou9hts]

Aliens Are Real👽🛸 || @m1ndful-thou9hts

[sinceramentetua]

real

[9firefly9]

can you write kaz x jesper if kaz gets a sensory overload and jesper finds him and helps him?

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We’re not alone

So I’ve never experienced a sensory overload and I’ve never seen someone experiencing one, so I wasn’t entirely sure what I was doing throughout this entire fanfiction lol. So I apologize if this is very wrong. I did really like trying to write the fanfiction though! So thank you for sending it to me 😊! I know you asked for Kaz x Jesper but this fic kinda went off and did it’s own thing without my permission, so it’s not as ‘lovey-dovey’ between the two of them as I was planning to do, so sorry about that 😅. I hope you enjoy it anyways!

How did I get here? How could this happen to me? I think bitterly, as I stare at where my skin was touched.

I could feel my laboured breaths becoming faster and faster as I began to panic. People were everywhere. Somehow I had found myself in the middle of a crowd when only a few moments ago there was almost no one around me.

I could feel their shoulders bumping mine. Skin touching my skin.

It felt like their hands were rapping around me. Choking me.

It felt like my entire body was screaming at me to get out. It was too much. Everything is too much!

Their laughs are like needles jabbing into my brain.

I needed to get out of here!

I remember running to the nearest place I could get to that would provide me with privacy. That just so happened to be the bathrooms inside The Crow Club.

The lights inside seem so bright. Realistically I knew that all the lights were turned off and that the only light was a gentle glow from the stained window, but it felt like it was mocking me as I pressed my hands over my eyes to block the light.

I pressed my body against the cold walls of the bathroom and sighed as the cold helped slow my racing heart a bit.

As I let out a shaky breath, I drag my body down the wall and curl into myself as tightly as I can. Begging myself to calm down.

Why can’t I just be normal? Why can’t I be like everyone else?

Why can’t I touch my friends? Why can’t I touch Inej? Why am I so weak compared to everyone else!

I can feel my eyes burn with tears as my thoughts begin to spiral.

“Kaz?” Called a voice, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I can feel panic clawing at my chest. My heart feels like it’s going to explode.

No. No. No! Nobody can see me like this! Please, please, just go away!

“Kaz, are you okay?” A concerned voice spoke from the doorway of the bathroom, and I realized the voice belonged to Jesper.

I opened my mouth to tell him to go away but no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t make any words come out.

I can feel sweat coating my forehead as I realize there was no way to get out of this. No way to make Jesper go away. No way to pretend I’m fine when I’m not.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Jesper asked reaching out for me.

“NO!��� I scream and scramble backwards feeling my head thump against the bathroom wall, not caring as pain seeps into the back of my head. “Don’t touch me. Don’t touch me. Don’t touch me…” I repeat over and over again, unable to stop.

I briefly see the hurt look on Jesper’s face and instantly feel guilty but I can’t stop.

He knows not to touch me. But I still see the look of hurt on his face everytime I avoid his touch.

I press my head to my knees as I bring my knees even closer to my chest.

I hear Jesper sigh and hear ruffling from beside me.

When I look up I see Jesper sat beside me, with his head resting against the wall and his eyes closed.

I feel myself begin to smile as I realize he’s not going to push me to talk or ask questions. He just wants to keep me company.

I look over at the window and immediately regret it. The light feels like it’s burning into my eyes. I quickly bury my head in my knees as my head begins to ache. From the light or from me smacking my head against the wall earlier, I’m not sure.

As I feel myself begin to panic again I hear soft taps against the floor, accompanied by soft humming.

My eyebrows furrow in confusion as I turn my head to the side and see it’s Jesper. His voice is actually quite nice.

It’s comforting.

I let out a sigh of relief when I realize some of my panic has gone away. When I see the distance between us and realize that no one is touching me.

We sit there not talking, not looking at each other. We just sit there in the comfort that we’re not alone.

[therealmackenson10]

This is beautiful and eerie at the same time. It’s hard to believe there’s not other life forms out there.

September 15

This one is technically not yet history, because at the time of posting, the little craft has about half an hour left to go.  That said, let’s proceed.

In 2017, NASA’s Cassini space probe ended its twenty-year mission at Saturn.  After a nearly-seven-year-long journey there, it orbited the ringed planet for 13 years and just over two months, gathering copious amounts of information about the planet, said rings, and many of its moons.  It landed an ESA probe called Huygens on Titan, the first-ever soft landing in the outer Solar System.  It discovered lakes, seas, and rivers of methane on Titan, geysers of water erupting from Enceladus (and passed within 50 miles of that moon’s surface), and found gigantic, raging hurricanes at both of Saturn’s poles.  

And the images it returned are beautiful enough to make you weep.

On this day in 2017, with the fuel for Cassini’s directional thrusters running low, the probe was de-orbited into the Saturnian atmosphere to prevent any possibility of any contamination of possible biotic environments on Titan or Enceladus.  The remaining thruster fuel was used to keep the radio dish pointed towards Earth so the probe could transmit information about the upper atmosphere of Saturn while it was burning up due to atmospheric friction.

This is us at our best.  We spent no small amount of money on a nuclear-powered robot, launched into space, sent it a billion miles away, and worked with it for two decades just to learn about another planet.  And when the repeatedly-extended missions were through, we made the little craft sacrifice itself like a samurai, performing its duty as long as it could while it became a shooting star in the Saturnian sky.

Rhea occulting Saturn

Water geysers on Enceladus

Strange Iapetus

Look at this gorgeousness

A gigantic motherfucking storm in Saturn’s northern hemisphere

Tethys

This image is from the surface of a moon of a planet at least 746 million miles away.  Sweet lord

Mimas

Vertical structures in the rings.  Holy shit

Titan and Dione occulting Saturn, rings visible

Little Daphnis making gravitational ripples in the rings

That’s here.  That’s home.  That’s all of us that ever lived.

Saturn, backlit

A polar vortex on the gas giant

Icy Enceladus

(All images from NASA/JPL)

[syaj1990]

We are not alone remember Love🫶❤️

[morrisxstreet]

Someone out there is wishing they knew someone like me

[drugstorecowboi]

Forced Reality: “We’re Not Alone” Forced Reality (1989)

[s0fter-sin]

thinking about the way ghost doesn't hesitate to start killing shadows when graves betrays them but soap only takes one hostage

you can almost hear the voice in his head telling him it doesn't have to be this way; they can still talk it out

"i'm calling shepherd"

his first instinct when confronted with betrayal is to play it by the books: to go up the chain. that goes against everything we've seen him do. he bucks authority at every chance except for the one time he's confronted with the barrels of his allies' guns

he wants a peaceful resolution; for the first time we've ever seen, he doesn't want violence to be the answer. there has to be another fix, a solution that doesn't end with him killing the same men he's been working with; his friends

nothing's happened yet

it doesn't have to go this way

but ghost has been betrayed before. he knows the way this ends; either with him six feet under or his enemy

he doesn't hesitate

it's only when they knock alejandro out that soap shoots; when they spill the first blood and cross a line they can never come back from

only when ghost orders him to run and he has to cover his retreat

and somewhere along the line, between civilians’ screams and taunting voices, between his shaking breath and ghost steady in his ear, that naivety is stripped away; his trust turned to teeth that he uses to sink into throats of men he'd have given his life for

"be careful who you trust, sergeant; people you know can hurt you the most"

he's learned the price of trust

just like ghost did

but unlike ghost, he has someone to guide him through the aftermath

"good advice, It"

[unhappy-sometimes]

bowling doodles

next thing you know, he’s got a custom jersey and ball, a shelf of bowling trophies, and is on a local team.

i know that loid is supposed to be good at everything, but just once i’d like to see him pathetically fail at something despite his earnest efforts. every time i go bowling i am consistently surprised at how difficult it is.

[iphijaania]

@rcaffa

i wonder what jane prentiss is like in the tmagp universe. i hope she's happy. i hope she has a lot of friends and a fulfilling life. i hope she isn't ignored or depressed or seeking love from a wasp's nest that sings to her.

[desperatecheesecubes]

Growing up asexual is actually so funny because all of a sudden people all around are like ‘oh my god what if I don’t know how to kiss??? I have to practice!’ And start doing unhinged things and the whole time you’re like

[kyitsya]

god, why were we given the misfortune of being russia’s neighbor

[olive-garden-hoe]

Also in university for engineering, glad to see someone else is struggling like me

We’ve got this though!

(Also it’s kinda scary that we did basically the same thing with different characters but that’s unrelated)

We’re really in it now heavy tf2. College is stressful and I feel like a failure.

So if you’re stressed as well. That’s okay, me too.

[just-the-celestial-lights]

Zvtara shippers: GUYS LOOK AT ALL THE ZVTARA BAIT THEY’RE DROPPING!! IT’S DEFINITELY GONNA BE CANON THIS TIME!!!

Zukka in the corner:

[we-are-dogclan]

Moon 63 - Week 1, Part 2

New Company

You’re small for your age, kid…