how he hugged her

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You said you’d never leave or forsake me
When you said, this life is gonna shake me
And you said this world is gonna bring trouble on my soul
              When everything falls apart your arms hold me together

I wonder if this was scripted–this little kiss Mon-el stretches up to give her to end the scene. Like, do they get directed to do things like this quick peck or the kiss on the check previously in the episode, or is it just Chris x Mel having great chemistry and working really well together? The karamel relationship feels so real because of the attention to detail we’ve seen in each of their interactions, and I’m sure that the credit goes to Chris x Mel for that. I often take for granted what it means to have this relationship ship seem so natural and real–that it means Chris x Mel have a strong, natural chemistry as people and as actors, and they really care about their characters’ relationship portrayal. All these small interactions they have really authenticate the relationship. I love these two, and I love them togther.

  • *Quidditch changing rooms*
  • Beater: *changing*
  • Sherlock: *bursts in; furious* What did I tell you?
  • Beater: *looks up; smiles* Hey, Captain. Great game, eh?
  • Sherlock: *outraged* I told you not to aim for her!
  • Beater: *frowns* What? She was about to catch the Snitch. If you hadn't been-
  • Sherlock: *snatches the bat; storms off*
  • Beater: ...
  • -a few minutes later-
  • Mary: *enters; confused* Can anyone tell me what it was that Sherlock just threw into the lake?
  • Beater: WHAT? *runs out*
  • MEANWHILE
  • *the Hospital Wing*
  • John: *awkward* How does it feel?
  • Molly: *gingerly moves her bandaged arm* Like I fell off my broom and broke my arm.
  • John: *quickly* He's getting a detention. Not to mention a right bollocking. Possibly removed from the team-
  • Molly: *groans* God, I don't want that.
  • John: *thoughtful* What if he kills him?
  • Molly: *glares at him*
  • Sherlock: *rushes in* Okay, I managed to persuade Madame Pomfrey to let me stay here tonight *fluffs her pillow*
  • Molly: *sighs* You do realise people think we're going out now?
  • Sherlock: *chuckles* That'll be the head injury talking.
  • Molly: *raises an eyebrow* Is that so?
  • Sherlock: *kisses her cheek* I'll take care of you, don't worry.
  • Molly: *holds his hand* I'm not.
  • John: *hiding behind a copy of the Quibbler*

anonymous asked:

is there by any chance you can do some insecure chubby mc ^^;

Yoosung

  • He caught MC checking herself in the mirror more than once
  • Poking or pinching her thighs, butt, and tummy
  • Always wearing the same frown
  • She covers up a lot, wearing loose fitting clothing
  • He probably doesn’t realize that she’s self conscious until either (a) she asks for reassurance or (b) someone insults her size and she starts crying
  • needless to say, someone who insults her might awaken Yandere!Yoosung (yay alliteration!), in which case, they better run
  • Yoosung, of course, loves her, reassures her, and comforts her once he starts recognizing what’s going on
  • When Yoosung catches her checking herself in the mirror, he likes to point out how beautiful she is

Jaehee

  • MC always remarks on how jealous she is of Jaehee’s clothes
  • They’re all so pretty, but MC feels like she can’t wear anything like it because of her size
  • Jaehee isn’t as quick with compliments as the guys are, but she shows she cares in her own ways
  • If Jaehee ever finds out MC has been crying, she makes sure to know why and see if they can’t solve the situation
  • She makes sure that MC never feels too self conscious by helping her do clothes shopping and picking out the cutest things in MC’s size, and if it doesn’t look good on MC, she finds something that does

Zen

  • Oh god, she would get so nervous about being seen in public with him, not wanting to ruin his aesthetic or image or something
  • I mean, yeah, she’s his manager, but she probably works really hard to not gain more weight/possibly lose it so as not to embarrass him
  • Zen is easy with the compliments of her beauty and declarations of love
  • But as much as she hears it and appreciates it, she can’t unhear some of the things said about her by his coworkers and fans
  • There’s even a couple of forums dedicated to her and how she’s hated for stealing Zen all for herself when she’s just a pig
  • MC was on set one day with Zen, he was getting changed in another room, and two of his coworkers were whispering loudly and snickering, calling her “Zen’s pet piggy,” wondering why he kept her around and how she must surely be an embarrassment
  • Her confidence continues to drop and she feels like her heart is breaking because she doesn’t feel like she’s good enough
  • But Zen is never embarrassed to be seen with her, he revels in just being able to be with her, and isn’t afraid to kiss her for the cameras
  • So as insecure about her figure as she is, Zen is always there to reassure, comfort, and love her
  • Plus, he probably tells off anyone he hears say (or hears they talked about) MC not being perfect the way she is

Jumin

  • Well, life as Jumin’s lover/fiancé/wife certainly puts in the spot light and makes her deal with a lot of members of high society
  • Working for the RFA does the same thing but… RFA parties invite people without money as well
  • Most women she encounters are thin (sometimes sickly so), and openly put her down for being chubby
  • MC does her best to keep a stiff upper lip and not cry in front of them or anyone, but whenever Jumin hears those comments he demands asks for an apology because they were so rude
  • She talks to the nutritonist to change her diet to help her lose weight, starts working out
  • Jumin probably doesn’t think anything of this until a few months later when he finds MC crying by herself
  • When Jumin hears about her insecurities, feeling huge and so on, he’s actually really upset that she would think about herself like that
  • He makes her look deep in his eyes and assures her that she is perfect the way she is, and she is the best thing to come into his life (Elizabeth is a close second)
  • He also promises, that if she ever feels like this again, he will make her feel like princess she is meant to be

Saeyoung

  • He’s the most observant and notices and realizes all her insecurities the moment she has them
  • Saeyoung is quick to hug her
  • He likes to tell her how he loves how soft and comfortable she is
  • Her boobs and tummy are really comfy pillows too he might not say this one to her face, unless its to break the tension and make her smile/laugh
  • If Saeran ever said anything hurtful towards her, in particular about her size, Saeyoung gets up in his face with a fake smile plastered on his face saying, “You meant to say how beautiful she is, right Saeran? Right? Isn’t she beautiful? Isn’t she beautiful Saeran?” Saeran’s suddenly too scared to do anything but agree
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«you know Bulma, I can’t stand goku anymore, even if we are together since.. EVER. His only thought is “train train train”.. and what about me??»
«oh no Chichi, don’t say those things. You two are perfect for each other. If it wasn’t for you goku would be lost. And I’m sure of it»
«I don’t know.. he seems to have something better to do..»
«vegeta is like him, don’t worry. they always been like this. have you notice how he looks at you? like the first time, he’s so in love with you! You just have to be patient with him.. anyway he’s always Goku!» THESE ARE NOT MY FANART, IF YOU KNOW THE ARTIST PLEASE TELL ME

songbirdghost  asked:

RFA+V+Saeran finding out MC is an amazing singer? I love your blog so so much, all of these scenarios make me so happy!!!

Yoosung:
* He hears you sing one time by accident
* Cue MC screaming because she was getting out the shower when he saw and heard her
* He heard an angelic choir ???
* Because:
* 1) tiddies
* 2) his gf is better than Beyoncé holy crap ???
* Gets vvvv upset when MC says they can’t sing
* “MC U SHUT UR PIEHOLE”
* “???”
* Never say you can’t sing or you’ll get vvv angry yooyoo

Zen:
* He came home one day heard you singing
* “Yo… I didn’t realize I left the radio on this morning”
* He went into the room and saw MC singing
* He dropped his phone in shock bc
* Omg
* What
* A
* Babe
* He eventually joined into the song, which scared MC
* “Babe, you have such a beautiful voice I don’t know why you said it was bad”
* Now MC is helping him with his songs

Jaehee:
* Okay so
* One day she forgets her phone, right?
* MC was getting ready to go to work
* Jaehee comes back to get her phone when MC steps out the bathroom
* Why was she so beautiful even when singing?
* YOU CANT CATCH ME GAY THOUGHTS
* wait but didn’t MC say she couldn’t sing?
* UM MC
* YO MAN
* ILY AND ALL
* BUT
* WHY ARE YOU LYING
* ok anyways, Jaehee can sing a bit so she hums a bit
* MC SCREECHES BC SHE THOUGHT SHE WAS ALONE
* “MC… you’re a great singer.”
* “Thanks but it’s not my strongest feature”
* “Shhh ur good ok”

Jumin:
* He never really pushed since MC said she never really liked to sing
* He respected MC
* Kosmopolitan said to always respect your partner(s). Never push
* Of course Jumin listened
* Anyways, one day he wanted to surprise MC so he came home early
* He had a big ass smile and a bouquet of roses
* But where’s MC ???
* Where is Elizabeth???
* He finds MC in Elizabeth’s room
* And guess what
* MC
* Is
* Singing
* To
* Elizabeth
* He feels so blessed ??? How did he get such an amazing partner ??
* He hugged her and gave her bouquet
* “You should sing more. Your voice is amazing”

Seven:
* He’s heard you singing before
* You just don’t know it
* He’s a Sneaky Ninja™
* He recorded it and listens to it when he gets upset
* But one day
* MC drops that “I can’t sing” bomb
* He’s gone
* Boom
* Done
* “MC UR AMAZING TF U MEAN, MAN”
* “But you never heard me sing before ???”
* john cena makes a hole in the wall and peeks through it
* “are you sure about that”
* :000
* Anyways he tries to convince MC
* He failed but he failed with pride

V:
* One time he had a very bad dream and when he woke up, he accidentally woke up MC too
* MC tried to calm him before he would get a panic attack
* She patted his back and softly sing him back to sleep
* She thought he would forget since it was so late in the night and that’s what usually happened
* But instead
* He asked MC to sing for him more
* “What do u mean fam I can’t sing”
* “You sang for me last night”
* “NO I DIDNT”
* in the end they ended singing for him every time he was feeling down

Saeran:
* one day he was supposed to be taking his mid-day nap
* But he wasn’t
* But MC thought he was since he wasn’t making any noise
* MC decided to cook :0
* So they started cooking up a one person feast
* Meaning a sandwich and fries
* While they were cooking they decided to sing
* pink season plays in the bg
* Saeran comes in to turn off the music
* Why is she singing ???
* She’s good but she’s burning the fries ??
* “Yo MC if you’re going to sing then don’t burn the fries”
* “I THOUGHT YOU WAS SLEEPING”
* “Nah”
* “But… you’re going to get grumpy”
* “IM NOT A BABY MC NOW STOP BURNING THE FOOD AND COME SING ME TO BED INSTEAD OF SCREECHING IN THE KITCHEN”

Release and Relief (Part 1 of 2)

Summary: Dean and Rowena have an arrangement that gives them both what they need.

Warning: dom!Rowena, sub!Dean, being restrained during sex, blow job, thigh riding and face riding

Word Count: 3500

A/N: I got an ask about Dean x Rowena and had never really thought about them before. I was instantly inspired to write them, and this happened. It ended up being long enough for me to break it into two parts. Hope y’all enjoy! XOXO


Every now and then, when even the huge bunker seems too small to hold the two of them together for any long period of time, Sam and Dean take off on their own. It’s an old tradition, something they’ve done since they were old enough to get away, taking a week here and there when motel rooms became claustrophobic, when someone had just one too many irritating habits for them to coexist peacefully.

This time, Sam has taken off to some cabin where he can hole up and read or whatever it is he does while he eats his organic fruits and vegetables.

And Dean? Well, Dean is sitting in a tiny motel room, drinking and waiting.

Waiting for Rowena.

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Act Like You Love Me

A/N: If this seems familiar to anyone, I wrote something alike on another blog a couple years back (belonging to another fandom, football), but then I listened to Act Like You Love Me a couple weeks ago and I wanted to work with this again. I have like two more part of this story, but I don’t know if I will post them, or just leave this as a one shot.

Word count: 1,786

Act Like You Love Me

January 7 th, 2023

“Baby, say goodbye to daddy” You said, looking down at your beautiful baby daughter.

She sent you a friendly smile reaching her eyes, which shortly reminded you of Shawn when he was younger.

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my favorite thing about that trip/daisy hug in 4x20 is how even though he doesn’t know her at all, he still WRAPS BOTH HIS ARMS AROUND HER and hugs her back full force

like

girl, you’re a stranger but i can never pass up a good hug, come on girl, get in here, i’ll hug you, i’ll hug your mom, i’ll hug a hydra agent, i don’t give a shit, line em up i’ll hug everybody, except madame hydra fuck her no hug for her

he is truly so pure, so good

i love him so much and i am pretty sure i’m gonna cry even harder this time when we have to lose him again

“Here For You” - Stiles Stilinski

Originally posted by bubblegumbubblesblog

(not my gif)

REQUEST: Stiles x reader with late night conversations.

Hello?” A deep voice said through the phone.
“Did I wake you?” (Y/N) asked.
No.” Stiles replied, suppressing a yarn.
“Liar.” (Y/N) chuckled.
It was late at night and (Y/N) couldn’t sleep. Like most nights, (Y/N) wouldn’t dare close her eyes knowing that nightmares would come and haunt her in her sleep. So, instead of waiting around and drowning in her own thoughts, she would always call the same person – her best friend since kindergarten, Stiles Stilinski.
“Can you come over?” (Y/N) asked the boy while bitting her nails.
Is everything okay? Are you alright?” Stiles asked, concerned.
“Yeah. I just can’t sleep.” (Y/N) mumbled. “I know it’s nothing, so it’s okay if you don’t wanna come over.” She added. She felt bad for depriving her best friend of sleep just because she couldn’t get any. She knew it wasn’t fair. But she also knew that Stiles wouldn’t mind, because she had done the same thing for him many times.
I’ll be there in five minutes.” Stiles declared before he hung up the phone.
(Y/N) was in the kitchen when the doorbell rang. She opened the door and greeted Stiles with a bear hug.
“Thank you.” (Y/N) mumbled into his shoulder.
“Are you sure you’re okay? I think you might have a fever.” Stiles chuckled as he pressed his cold hand on (Y/N)’s forehead before she gently pushed it away.
“What? So I can’t hug my best friend now?” (Y/N) rolled her eyes.
“Of course you can. It’s just, you’ve never been the hugging type.” Stiles declared as he walked into his best friend’s house. He frowned.
“What’s that smell?” He asked before (Y/N) could react to his last statement.
“I’m making pancakes.” (Y/N) said proudly as she walked into the kitchen and sat on the counter. Stiles stood before her. He has always been taller than her, so, even when (Y/N) was sat on her kitchen counter, Stiles was still a few inches taller than her.
“(Y/N), it’s one in the morning.” Stiles frowned.
“So? I told you I couldn’t sleep. Cooking makes me feel better. It’s relaxing.” (Y/N) shrugged and crossed her arms over her chest. Stiles let out a small laugh before a serious expression appeared on his face.
“Are you having nightmares again?” He asked, his brown eyes set on (Y/N)’s. “And remember that I can tell when you’re lying.” He added seriously.
“Fine.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes as she came down of the kitchen counter to check on the pancakes. “Yes, I’m having nightmares again. That’s why I’m really determined to keep my eyes open tonight.”
Stiles went to stand next to her. His eyes never leaving her. He was still frowning.
“(Y/N). You know you’re gonna have to sleep eventually.” Stiles told his best friend. He remembered when (Y/N) had to check herself in the hospital last year for sleep deprivation.
“Stiles, I’m fine, really.” (Y/N) replied.
Stiles didn’t look convinced but he didn’t want to make his best friend angry, so he changed the subject.
“Where is your dad?” Stiles asked while helping (Y/N) put the finished pancakes into a plate.
“He is working late tonight.” (Y/N) said. “He’s been taking a lot of night shifts at the hospital lately.” She added.
(Y/N)’s father was a surgeon at Beacon Hills Memorial, where Scott’s mother worked as a nurse. Stiles knew that (Y/N)’s father was less and less present at home lately, and he hated the fact that his best friend was alone most nights, especially if she started having nightmares again. That’s why he was always willing to come over when she asked him to, even if it was in the middle of the night.

“Hey! That’s not fair! You’re always the one who chooses the movie!” (Y/N) complained while Stiles was sat on the floor next to a pile of DVDs.
“That’s because you have awful tastes when it comes to movies.” Stiles retorted.
“That’s not true! We like the same stuff!” (Y/N) replied as she let her body fell onto her bed.
“Then shut up and let me choose.” Stiles laughed.
“Fine.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes and took a bite of a fresh-cooked pancake.
“And don’t eat all the pancakes.” Stiles declared and threw a pillow at (Y/N).
“Hey!”
“Okay, found one!” Stiles ignored (Y/N)’s complaints about receiving a pillow in the face and inserted the DVD he picked into the DVD player. Then he went to sit on the bed next to his best friend, grabbing a pancake as he did so.
(Y/N), who made herself another cup of coffee, went to drink it when Stiles got a hold of the mug and set it on the bedside table next to him.
“Seriously? I asked you if you wanted a cup and you said no.” (Y/N) declared.
“I don’t want coffee and you should stop drinking so much of it at three in the morning.” Stiles stated, looking at the TV.
“Please stop acting like that.” There was a hint of anger in the girl’s voice which made Stiles’s eyes set on her.
“Like what?” He frowned.
“Like I might die any second.”
“I’m just worried about you. What’s wrong with that?” Stiles said defensively.
“What’s wrong is that I asked you to come over to make me feel better, not worse. I won’t sleep, okay? I won’t let the nightmares ruin my life again. You don’t know how horrible it is to see the people you love die in front of you everytime you close your eyes. It’s messing with my head!” (Y/N)’s eyes filled with tears. “I’m so familiar with those nightmares by now that it feels like reality. And I hate feeling like this.”
(Y/N) expected Stiles to yell at her, to tell her that she was being ridiculous because she knew she was. She knew she had to put herself together and stop being so afraid of falling asleep. But instead, Stiles pulled her against his chest and closed his arms around her small body. She didn’t cry, she just closed her eyes and appreciated how safe she felt in Stiles’s arms.
“I’m sorry.” She declared.
“Don’t be.” Stiles said as he stroked her hair. “I’m here for you. Always.” He let go of her and looked at her. She looked very tired and he wished he could do something to help her feel better. “If there is anything I can do to help-”
“Stay.” She cut him off. “Can you stay the night, please?”
“Sure. I’m not going anywhere.” Stiles declared and he kissed her forehead.

“This movie sucked.” (Y/N) confessed while watching the closing credits of the movie Stiles had chose to watch an hour earlier.
“Do you ever stop complaining?” He rolled his eyes. “It wasn’t so terrible.” He shrugged.
“Right. As if I couldn’t tell that you didn’t like it either.” (Y/N) laughed.
“Fine. It wasn’t as good as I remembered it.” Stiles confessed. “But still, I’ve seen worse.” He added, yarning.
(Y/N) rolled her eyes and tried to suppress a smile. She got up and picked up the empty plate and her now cold cup of coffee and put it on her desk, too lazy to go down to the kitchen.
“You can sleep in my bed, I don’t mind.” (Y/N) stated when she saw Stiles got up from the bed.
“Are you sure?” Stiles frowned.
(Y/N) turned around to face her best friend, she raised an eyebrow.
“Stiles, we’ve slept in the same bed before.”
“We were ten.” Stiles added.
“Well, I mean, if you’re uncomfortable with it, I can still-”
“No.” Stiles interrupted. “I mean, are you comfortable with it?” He asked, nervously.
“Of course, I am. I wouldn’t have asked if I wasn’t.” (Y/N) laughed a little. Stiles nodded.

(Y/N) was already wearing her night clothes – a short and oversized t-shirt which originally belonged to her father. Stiles was wearing his tracksuit and a black t-shirt but didn’t seem to mind sleeping fully dressed. He crawled under the warm blanket and made himself comfortable. (Y/N) was still standing by her desk, reluctant to go to sleep even if Stiles’s presence made her feel safer. But she knew that even her best friend was unlikely to protect her from her own dreams. She looked at the clock, it was now half past four in the morning and she knew that she had ran out of options or excuses to stay awake.
“It’s okay, (Y/N).” Stiles said while he watched his best friend staying still on the other side of the room.
(Y/N) sighed and laid down on the other side of the bed. She was staring at the ceiling while Stiles was staring at her.
“We can keep talking if it makes you feel better.” Stiles said.
“No, it’s okay. I don’t want to keep you awake, you must be exhausted. It was already selfish of me to ask you to come over again so late at night. I’ll just let you sleep now.” (Y/N) declared as she nervously played with her fingers.
“Okay, so, what do you want to talk about?” Stiles asked.
“Stiles-”
“I will not go to sleep until you do.” The boy said, serious.
“Are you blackmailing me?”
“No, I’m being here for you.” Stiles corrected.
(Y/N)’s eyes moved from the ceiling to her best friend. The lamps on her bedside tables were still lit and Stiles saw his friend frowning.
“What did I do to deserve you?” She asked, honestly wondering how Stiles never got tired of her after all these years.
“You hung out with me in kindergarten when everyone but Scott thought I was a weirdo.” Stiles said with a smile.
“You are a weirdo.” (Y/N) laughed.
“So are you. That’s why we get along so well.” He replied.

(Y/N) looked at him for a second. Then, she moved closer to him and rested her head on his chest as he closed his arms around her body once more. He was surprised when he found her hugging him again and he realised how much she needed it – because she never was a big hugger.
“Promise me you’ll never leave me. I don’t know what I would do without you, Stiles.” (Y/N) murmured.
“I promise. Besides, I need you more than you need me.” The teenage boy said as his grip tighten around (Y/N)’s small body.
“Yeah, I doubt that.” (Y/N) chuckled.
“Shut up.” Stiles said sarcastically.
They both laughed. (Y/N) started to feel her eyelids become heavy. Her eyes had been burning with fatigue all night and she wanted to let herself drift to sleep without thinking about what horrible things she would see once asleep. The last thing she felt was Stiles’s lips on her head and the last thing she heard was her best friend telling her that he loved her. She wanted to say it back but no word left her lips as she felt the darkness surround her and her demons take control of her thoughts.

She had fallen asleep, and once again, she wished she hadn’t.