textures relationship


one piece anniversary

day 6 » relationships/interactions 

∟ luffy + his crew  

okay i was going to write an analysis but let’s be quick: luffy’s relationship with his crew is super important because he even though he has a different relationship with each of them, he treats them all equally and respectfully, which in turn makes their relationships that much more precious. please don’t tell me he values any crew member more than another, because he’s probably die the same way if any of them left. 

Soulmates & Twinflames - Soulmates are here for your soul’s growth, and through the Law of Attraction, you meet various soulmates in divine timing for the specific lessons to be learned.  If you don’t learn the intended lesson, you repeat the course, so-to-speak, with the next soulmate. A twin flame’s vibration is different. It is both the same and the polar opposite of yours, like the solid and the void existing at once to create the Zero Point.  I liken it to the heat and cold coming together to create the perfect climate for growth, like the fiery sun warming the cool earth to sustain life.

genderbent marichat for @lochnessie

laneypenn  asked:

zack... n milo

Send Me a Character


  • First impression: eh, i guess hes just the straight man here
  • Impression now: good boy, good snarky but stressy boy 
  • Favorite moment: him gettin fed up with max in battle of the bands
  • Idea for a story: more stuff reated to the lumberzacks would be fun. maybe take a page from the robin sparkles arc and have him reluctantly return to the band but totally change their genre. go like, emo or something.
  • Unpopular opinion: his hair confuses me a little. idk if its textured or not.
  • Favorite relationship: milo/zack!
  • Favorite headcanon: i like your hc he has anxiety disorders


  • First impression: good character concept, i like how cheery he is in the face of death
  • Impression now: basically the same but i like him more!
  • Favorite moment: him having his babysitter’s backpack was cute
  • Idea for a story: he’s a character you can put into any situation really.. maybe an episode where he wants to meet an idol of his but worries hes gonna hurt them?
  • Unpopular opinion: i dont rlly have many opinions on him. idk if its unpopular but i hope he doesnt have an ooc breakdown or whatever until late season 1 or season 2.
  • Favorite relationship: milo/zack
  • Favorite headcanon: hmm. he gets sick often but isnt bothered by symptoms much. hes more like a carrier for everyone else, yikes.

that autism feel when you don’t like wearing jewelry because the texture/weight//jingling/shininess is overstimulating and friends/family/partners are like “ugh you are SO hard to shop for” like if you’re buying me a gift then you should know what I like and it’s not that hard to shop for me.

sometimesangryblackwoman  asked:

How about some Evil Charming (broTP or not) for the Sentence Prompt meme? "Are you sure about this?"

So I made this a sequel to Remnants, the EC drabble I posted for EC week. I hope you enjoy it, dear one. This universe has been eating me alive, lol!

It’s been a long time since she’s felt like this—warm, cared for, hall-full rather than hollow, like an actual woman rather than just a mayor and a mother. She snuggles into it, burrowing in, holding on, wondering just when this will crash and burn around them as has every other good thing in their lives.

“You’re thinking awfully loud this morning.”

She presses up from his chest and stares into gentle eyes she’d never dreamed would look at her like this, ones she never knew she needed to caress and tease her, until suddenly they did.

“I’m sorry.”

He tips her chin in his direction, kissing her lightly as a warm palm rubs her back.

“It’s too early to be apologizing, Regina,” he breathes. “We haven’t even gotten out of bed yet.”

She smiles, biting her lower lip as insecurities war with the primal need to grab on to life.

“You know what I’m capable of, David,” she murmurs, her index finger tracing circles on his chest. “I could have leveled the entire town this morning without ever having left my bedroom.”

He chuckles, flipping her on to her back and kissing her soundly, his kisses tasting more and more of contentment rather than desperation and loss.

“Remind me never to pick a fight with you before bed,” he mutters, burrowing his mouth into her neck, making her back arch deliciously into him. He’s been staying over sometimes, and it’s nice—it’s very nice, actually, and smacks of coziness, something neither of them had ever imagined possible when both of their worlds crumbled into ash.  He finds that spot just below her ear that does things to her, and she hisses, reaching down to stroke him leisurely until he drops his head to her chest.

“Shhh,” she admonishes as he lets out a low moan. “You’ll wake the kids.”

“Neal’s probably already awake playing with that Thomas Train Set you put in his room,” he laughs, moving his mouth down her jawline.  “And Nadia had a great set of lungs. She’ll let you know when she’s ready to get up.”

She starts at his easy manner in referring to the guest room as Neal’s, even though it had been her idea to turn the space into a playroom with a small futon that easily doubles as a toddler bed. And it is Neal’s at the moment, although she’d explained to Henry that Nadia was nearly a year old now, that she’d soon need a safe place to play and that the guestroom was simply gathering dust in its disuse. If her son had thought the trainset to be an odd addition, he’d wisely said nothing.

But she can’t help but wonder if he knows.

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