love the hugs


I remember when Jackson died. I think I was fine and then just one thing, one small thing and I could feel it. You know getting the better of me.

TK was by far the most mysterious character in angel beats and i really want to re watch this now :(

side note: my friend thought angel beats was called “angular sounds”

anonymous asked:

“Quit hogging the blanket.” For Starmora, of course.

“Quit hogging the blanket.”

surprisingly, this is an angst-free ficlet!!! whaaa???? ikr??? this is just pure, playful fluff :)))) and in case you didn’t see my post earlier, thx so much for 100 followers!!! much love to you all <3

send me a ship + a prompt about them sharing a bed!!!

They’re taking their relationship slowly. Peter knows, honestly, that it’s his first attempt at a real relationship, and from what Gamora has said, it sounds like it’s hers, too, so they’re trying to play it on the safe side. Plus, they already spend nearly every moment of every day together, so they have lots of time to figure things out together.

Though they haven’t really talked about sex or anything like that yet, they have started to somewhat regularly share a bed, usually whenever one of them sneaking into the other’s room in the middle of the night to appease their anxieties.

(Gamora’s totally the big spoon, by the way.)

Apparently, tonight it’s Gamora’s bunk, which is admittedly smaller than Peter’s—Kraglin gave him the captain’s quarters, which, whoa, okay, that’s intense—and the moment Peter slips into what space is available on the bed, Gamora adjusts for him, wrapping her arms around him.

“Nightmare?” she inquires sleepily, her eyes still closed.

“Couldn’t sleep,” he responds, snaking his arm around her. She rests her head against his arm. “Got lonely.”

“Well, hopefully I can help with that.”

He yawns then, closing his eyes. She relaxes against him, falling back asleep pretty quickly (it’s amazing, he thinks, how coherent she can sound in the moments between waking up and going back to sleep, meanwhile every time he’s half-asleep he feels just short of intoxicated) and he finally feels at ease enough to follow her into the realm of sleep.

It’s funny, in a way. Here he is, orphaned, cuddling with Gamora, also orphaned, because of this “family” they managed to form from the Guardians of the Galaxy. It’s apparently possible to be alone with someone else.

The reflection fills his dreams with the same warmth he usually feels when he’s with her, protected from his nightmares, and it’s great and all until…

Until it’s not, until it’s cold, and he wakes up with a shiver, and what the fuck, why is there no blanket over him—

The culprit is facing away from him now, the blanket completely wrapped around her, several times even, as she continues to sleep peacefully.

How Gamora manages to move so much when she sleeps, Peter never understands. What he does know, however, is she does not need that much blanket.

So, naturally, he starts tugging at it roughly, because, what the fuck, Gamora, share, and even in her sleep, she doesn’t even give in.

“Quit hogging the blanket,” he mutters, literally prying each of her fingers from the fabric so he can unravel it from her.

“Go away,” she grumbles, awoken by his struggle and curling in on herself. “This is my blanket.”

“I’m cold!”

“So am I.”

“How can you be cold when you have the entire blanket?”

By this point, he’s straddling her, trying to pull it up from under her. She pushes her head away from him, into her pillow.

“Leave me alone, Peter, I’m tired.”

“I’m tired and freezing!”

No response. He huffs.

“Oh, no, the artificial gravity on the ship is too strong,” he deadpans. “I’m going to fall, aaahhh.”

“What are you—“

She’s cut off as he just drops his weight on her, lying completely on top of her. He looks up just enough to see her face as she looks back at him, her eyes open and expression not amused.

“This is the only way I can get some warmth in this freezing room. Guess I’ll just have to sleep here now,” he continues, settling on top of her with a yawn. “Goodnight, Gamora.”

Surprisingly, it takes a full five seconds before he’s pushed off, back to his side of the tiny bed. A moment later, half of the blanket resumes its place covering him. He turns to face Gamora, who’s just frowning at him.

“There. Happy?”

“Very. Thanks, babe!” He lazily aims and plants a wet kiss on the bridge of her nose—much to her disgust apparently, as her face scrunches up at the contact—and pulls her closer to him, resting his head on top of hers. “G’night!”

Goodnight,” she mutters, pressing her face into his chest.

send me a ship + one of these prompts!!!

Sorry this took so long to finish up! But after Sunset helped out Whisper and they were happy in the end, I just really felt the urge to see them hugging it out! SO HERE IT IS

Whisper and Sunset sharing a cute little hug!

This is all thanks too @ask-whisper-song! With the short story on her blog (illustrated by her adorable unique art) and with her giving me the idea to draw them hugging myself!

What am I gonna do without fangirling over Evak and being so happy when Sana smiles and screaming thinking about Eva dating Noora, Vilde or Jonas. And crying inside when Sana cries. Or falling in love with the way Sana and Yousef looked at each other. Or the way Even and Isak love each other. Or Jonas being the best friend ever. Or my Guru dad Eskild. Or my beautiful Linn. Or Vilde oh Vilde. OR CHRIS OMG MY GIRL CHRIS MY ROLE MODEL. Or Emma. Or Sonja. Or Elias. Or Adam. Or Mutta. Or Mikael. Or my boys Magnus and Mahdi. Or Jamilla. Or EVERY SINGLE CHARACTER THAT HAS BEEN ON THIS SHOW AND MADE ME FEEL SOMETHING AND ALIVE.  I don’t know what I’m gonna do without feeling the way I did with every single clip or episode we watched.

Thank you Julie and the whole team behind the show.

Thank you Skam.

And a huge thank you to all of you who have made me laugh and cry with your edits, your hcs, your gisets, your fanvideos, your metas, ugh, I don’t regret anything on this fandom. I really love you all SO SO SO FUCKING MUCH. Really thank you. You all are so worth it and I hope your lives go upwards from now on. You can have downs but the ups will be amazing and will make you feel amazing and beautiful in more than a physical way.  Live your life, day by day, hour by hour, minute by minute and be kind, always because life is now and you won’t another chance, just one opportunity to do everything you wanna do. You have someone here (me) if you ever need someone. I’m not really good at talking but I think I’m pretty good at listening so, yeah, you know where to find me :) 

Thank you the entire cast of this amazing show, 

for helping me see the light when I was at my darkest time. You all were like that hand that always appears  on films out of the blue rescuing someone that is about to fall and die off a high high cliff. 

This is not a goodbye because nothing will ever end as long as you never forget it.

The Zodiac Signs and Platonic Physical Affection

Likes it: Taurus, Gemini, Cancer, Leo, Libra, Pisces 

Doesn’t like it: Aries, Virgo, Aquarius

Acts like they don’t care for it but actually loves it: Scorpio, Sagittarius, Capricorn


★ “Stop talking. I will win. That’s… what heroes do.” | “So I’m going to be a hero. I’ll make that money… So that my mom and dad can have easier lives!” ★
Katsuki & Ochako | Brave Heroes | Requested by anon  o(〃^▽^〃)o