how he hugged her

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.

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I know who you are, and I doubt Kara would like the truth.

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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!»

So..

Tell me more  about why do you think..

that Carol and Daryl are just friends…

like really, tell me why do you think that.. are you all  seeing this?

Do you all see how he looks at her? how she looks at him?

Do you see how she is the only one who can touch him, kiss him, hug him?

Do you all see how Daryl, who hates human contact, goes to her and touches her, hugs her and comforts her?

Do you all see how he looks at her? how her pain is his pain?

Do you all fucking see this? this hug? how he thrusted into her lifting her from the ground? hugging her with all his body? how she hugged him back with all her force, how she smiled like she was in fucking heaven??? 

Just fucking look at them and tell me if you have ever seen something more beautiful than this. They are soulmates, they are in love and they would do anything for each other.

So, tell me.. do you still think they are just friends?

They never were just friends.

They are soulmates.

IMAGINE JANE SITTING ALONE ON HER COUCH, FOR THE MOMENT SHE’S OKAY BUT THEN SUDDENLY FAITH N. WHISKERS III JUMPS UP NEXT TO HER AND RIGHT WHEN JANE IS ABOUT TO PUSH THE CAT DOWN SHE REMEMBERS HOW MUCH MICHAEL LOVED THAT STUPID CAT. AND FOR THE FIRST TIME, SHE HUGS THE CAT WHO SMELLS A LITTLE BIT LIKE MICHAEL; NOT BECAUSE THE CAT SMELLS LIKE MICHAEL BUT BECAUSE MICHAEL USED TO SMELL LIKE THE CAT BECAUSE HE HUGGED HER SO MUCH. AND HOW HIS PANTS USED TO BE COVERED IN DARK CAT HAIR, HOW LITERALLY EVERYTHING USED TO BE COVERED IN CAT HAIR, EVEN THE FOOD. AND JANE USED TO THINK IT WAS GROSS WHEN SHE FOUND HAIR IN HER DINNER BUT MICHAEL USED TO LAUGH AND SAY THAT IT DOESN’T MATTER CAUSE AT LEAST THE CAT IS CUTE BUT WHEN JANE GAVE HIM THAT LOOK HE ADDED “BUT SHE’S NOT AS CUTE AS MR SWEETFACE.” AND THE CAT IS MEOWING OUTSIDE JANE’S THE DOOR AND SHE DOESN’T WANNA GET OUT OF BED CAUSE WHAT’S THE POINT WHEN MICHAEL IS GONE? BUT THEN SHE REMEMBERS HOW MICHAEL USED TO PUT OUT FOOD AT EXACTLY 8 O'CLOCK EVERY MORNING CAUSE APPARENTLY THAT’S THE BEST TIME TO GIVE CATS FOOD? AND SHE KNOWS THAT SHE HAS TO TAKE CARE OF THE STUPID CAT BECAUSE SHE WAS SO IMPORTANT TO MICHAEL. AND THEN, A FEW YEARS LATER, THE CAT DIES AND JANE BREAKS DOWN BECAUSE IT WAS THE ONE THING SHE STILL HAD LEFT OF MICHAEL, NOW HE’S TRULY GONE. AND SHE CHANGES HER FACEBOOK PROFILE PICTURE TO ONE OF HER HOLDING FAITH N. WHISKERS III BECAUSE SHE REMEMBERS HOW MICHAEL’S PROFILE PICTURE WHEN THEY MET WAS OF HIM AND HIS OLD CAT BECAUSE SHE HAD JUST DIED AND JANE REMEMBERS THAT TIME THEY WERE YELLING AT EACHOTHER AT THE POLICE STATION. AND JANE NEVER UNDERSTOOD HOW MICHAEL COULD LOVE A CAT AS MUCH AS HE DID BUT SUDDENLY, AS SHE CRIES OVER FAITH’S PASSING, SHE UNDERSTANDS. SHE UNDERSTANDS JUST HOW MUCH A CAT CAN MEAN TO A PERSON AND ALL SHE WANTS IS FOR MICHAEL TO BE THERE NEXT TO HER SO SHE CAN TELL HIM ABOUT HER RECENT REALIZATION.

princess-vongola  asked:

Can you imagine Lance being unable to return home until decades worth of fighting? Can you imagine him walking up to his old home,. Can you imagine him coming home only to confront his siblings, asking where mom is, only to be told that she has long passed away, probably from the stress and sadness of his disappearance. Can you imagine him being led only to a grave, and him collapsing, screaming and crying and begging forgiveness for leaving, how sorry he was, and how he wants to hug her again.

Yes, Very Well B,^) fun times all around

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high society ep 7 || changsoo x jiyi

“You’re the first girl I’ve dated that I’ve said sorry to.”

“If everything’s a first, then I’ll think of it as a good thing.”

“I like it because you are so positive.”

“Since you’re smiling, I’ll think of it as a good thing…”

I love how every assumption about Daryl is proven untrue by Carol and only Carol, and the way he acts around her.

He’s not a hugger, but he’s hugged Carol twice (soon to be four times.)

He’s a man of few words, but when he felt that Carol needed encouragement and hope, he gave a whole speech on leaving the past in the past and starting over.

He’s gruff and tough and hides his emotions, but he sobbed tears of joy upon reuniting with Carol.

He doesn’t know how to comfort people, but he hugged Carol - holding her gently and soothingly - when he saw that she was not okay.

He’s not into the “lovey-dovey” stuff, but he picked Carol a flower, massaged her shoulders, and offered to carry a water jug her metaphorical schoolbooks for her.

Carol is Daryl’s only exception when it comes to this, and to me, that’s yet another thing that puts their bond past friendship. It’s canon that what he has with her, he doesn’t have with anyone else.

Okay I’m bringing this beautiful hug back. He literally turned around and ran back to give her a hug. Look at how tight he is holding her! When he put his face into his shoulder it looks like he’s kissing it, but at the same time it looks like he’s trying to remember everything about her. What she smells like, how soft she is, and how right it feels to have her in his arms.

And look at how tight she clutches his neck! And nuzzles him! She didn’t want to let go as much as he didn’t want to let go.

And if it was up to them they both would of been perfectly fine staying in that house.

But then he breaks the hug because he knows if he lingers a second longer he won’t be able to turn away. And when she’s left standing there she turns around and it looked like she was trying to fight the urge to follow him.


So please explain to me how this isn’t canon? Come on, I’ll sit here and wait. Please show receipts.

I’m Breaking Up With You

Summary: Bucky tries breaking up with you but you’re not having it.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: fluff maybe

A/N: Hope ya like this

Originally posted by thespoilerwitchblog

“She won’t let me break up with her.” Bucky tells his best friend, Steve as they both sat on the couch. They look towards the kitchen where Y/N stood, talking to Natasha and Wanda. Bucky’s girlfriend lets out a laugh at something Natasha says and he smiles. Bucky loves her so much.

“Why do you want to break up with her? I thought you loved her?” Steve questions, confused as to why he wants to break up with her. when Bucky first met Y/N it was like love at first sight for him. Steve remembers how Bucky would talk non stop about her - he still does and how he would follow her around like a lost puppy, hugging or touching her whenever he could.

“I do love her.” Bucky smiles. “The other day I tried breaking up with her only to see how she would react and she kept saying ‘nope’. It was so cute.”

Steve turns to his friend.

“So you don’t actually want to break up with her right?” he questions him, still sort of confused.

“Nope. I love her too much to ever actually break up with her.” he replies, looking over at his girlfriend.

“Wait so why did you try breaking up with her again? I’m still confused.” Steve admits and Bucky laughs.

“I wanted to see if she’d let me go or fight for our relationship.” he responds simply and Steve nods, better understanding the situation.

“So it was like a test for your relationship?” he asks to be 100% sure he understood. Bucky nods, looking at Steve before turning his full attention to Y/N. He watched as she clasped her hands on her mouth as she laughed and he smirks.

“Wanna see?” Bucky asks Steve, referring to him trying to break up with Y/N only for her to say no. Steve nods, both of the super soldiers turning to the three girls standing in the kitchen. “Hey Y/N,” he calls and she turns her head to him.

“Yeah?” she says as Wanda and Natasha look over at Bucky as well.

“I’m breaking up with you.” he speaks and both Wanda and Natasha’s eyes widen at his words.

“No you’re not.” Y/N replies, causing Bucky to smile and look over at Steve with an ‘I told you so’ look.

”I just don’t think we’re good for each other.” Bucky sighs, the smile still on his face as he says this.

“We’re not breaking up.” Y/N states. “Nice try though, Buck.” she turns back to the two girls and they continue their conversation like nothing happened.

Bucky turns back to his friend who was laughing and smiles.

“I told you she won’t let me.” he grins.


Later that day Bucky made his way into your room, finding you sitting on your bed with your nose in a book. You were wearing your glasses and Bucky smiles at the beautiful sight. He simply loves when you wear your glasses.

“Hey Doll.” he greets, sitting on your bed right next to you.

“Hey Buck.” you murmur, flipping the page to your book. Bucky’s eyebrows furrow at the way you responded.

“What’s wrong?” he questions, automatically knowing something was up.

“Nothing.” you say, not looking at him. Bucky sighs and takes your book from your grasp, throwing it onto your nightstand. “Hey! I was reading tha-”

“What’s wrong?” he cuts you off and you sigh, looking down at your folded hands.

“Why are you trying to break up with me?” you ask him and Bucky’s facial features soften.

“I’m not I just-” he pinches the bridge of his nose, trying to explain the best he could. “I wanted to know if you’d fight for our relationship or not. I never actually wanted to break up with you. I love you too much Y/N.”

You let out a sigh of relief at his words. You thought you had done something to make Bucky not want you anymore and it scared you. You didn’t want to lose him.

“Oh thank god,” you breathe and Bucky chuckles. “I thought I had done something to make you want to break up with me.”

Bucky takes your face in his hands, looking into your eyes lovingly before pressing a gentle kiss on your lips.

“I love you too much to break up with you.” he murmurs as his thumb caressed your cheek.

“I love you too.” you reply

“I love how you responded though,” Bucky pulls away from you, “ ‘no you’re not’ ‘we’re not breaking up’.” he copies your words from earlier.

“Well I wasn’t gonna let you break up with me.” you laugh

“I’m glad you didn’t.” Bucky chuckles and you pull him in for yet another kiss.

A/N: If you have any requests send ‘em in! I’ll be glad to write it!

One Blake, Never Both | Bellamy Blake X Reader

English isn’t my first language, so please excuse any mistakes.

Request: hi excuse any errors in the English text is not my first language.you could write a sequel to sleepover where (Y/N) has to decide whether she will continue to be a friend of octavia or start dating bellamy.

Characters: Bellamy/fem!reader, Octavia, Murphy. Lincoln is mentioned.

Modern AU.

Word Count: 2127 words.

Parts of the series: (1) (2) (3)

Since the sleepover at Octavia’s house, things had changed a lot for (Y/N). Yet she still remembered O’s surprised face when she told her that she and her brother might be headed toward having a serious relationship. She remembered how Octavia smiled and gave her friend a big hug.

“He needed to settle down.” Octavia said cheerfully. “And I’m glad that it’s with you.”

Octavia had always been a very understanding person. She loved her brother. She loved (Y/N). Now she could have both at the same time, maybe they could have double dates with her and Lincoln, and, who knows, (Y/N) might be a Blake soon. The thought made O excited. And things even came to run like that for a while. (Y/N) never knew exactly when the situation began to reverse.

Some time later, Bellamy had called her to the long-awaited date. Octavia even seemed to be more excited than (Y/N) was, helping her get ready for the special night. It wouldn’t be a big deal, just a walk in the mall and  maybe a stop at the cinema, which Octavia classified as an indirect way for the two to make out.

(Y/N) just had started to feel  nervous when she saw Bellamy waiting for her in front of her house. So handsome, how had she not noticed it before? The girl could still remember the hysterical messages that Octavia sent to her every five minutes to ask how the date was going. She remembered how the idea of being seen in a public place with Bellamy for the first time made her nervous and excited. Or how she felt her heart beat faster as the boy took her hand in his as they walked around the mall. He turned out to be more of a gentleman than she imagined he would be. Maybe he really was a teddy bear inside. The thought had made her smile.

“Why are you smiling this time?” he asked, trying to hold the smile that grew on his lips.

“You’re cute.” she said, laughing nervously.

“Don’t worry.” he leaned closer to her, making her shoulder bump into his arms. “You’re pretty cute too.”

Bellamy seemed to like to keep physical contact, because throughout the walk he took every opportunity he had to touch her. Though he hadn’t actually kissed her once. Sometimes he seemed to be about to do it, but soon he changed his posture and continued as if nothing had happened, which left her a little disappointed.

In the end, he had taken her to the movies. She wanted to crazily watch the new animation that had come out, but felt that maybe it wasn’t one of the best movies for a date, so let the boy choose. Big mistake. He had chosen the worst movie there was to be watched there. Even the salesman seemed surprised to see someone wanting to watch it.

An obvious scowl was on her face as they entered the room, and remained there as the movie began. Bellamy didn’t intend to kiss her and chose the worst movie that existed to be seen. And she wasn’t even exaggerating, the room was practically empty, meaning everyone knew that movie was crap. She didn’t deserve it.

“You don’t really think we’re going to watch this, right?” Bellamy’s voice pulled her out of her thought. He looked at her intensely, with a smirk on his face. Oh boy.

“I thought you’d make me watch it.” she smiled, checking the surroundings of the room. “I thought you weren’t going to take any initiative today.”

Bellamy laughed softly, leaning to her face slowly. “If you were so crazy for me to kiss you, you could have done it.”

“I don’t know when is the right time for this.” she muttered disgruntledly, leaning to him too.

“Any time, babe.” he said within inches of her face. “I’m all yours today.”

(Y/N) remembered his lips colliding with hers, while one of Bellamy’s hands had followed the way to her waist, pulling her closer and deepening the kiss. She remembered Bellamy’s tongue curling up with hers and how she tasted the ice cream the boy had bought just minutes earlier. The movie session turned out to be a heated make out session, as Octavia predicted it would be.

When she got home, she didn’t receive any messages from her friend, but she was bombarded with questions when they saw each other again. O wanted details. Many details. And of course, that’s what (Y/N) gave her. Octavia seemed so happy, and of course, when Bellamy and (Y/N) started dating officially, O was about to explode with shouting and animation. She said it was kind of a big deal that her brother finally was in a relationship. And that made her excited. A lot.

For many times Bellamy and (Y/N) went out with Lincoln and Octavia, which turned out to be a very good thing since it helped the two boys to bond with each other. (Y/N) also began to be treated more gently at school, people she had never spoken to said “Hi” to her every day, but she didn’t care much about popularity. Or tried not to, since she had to admit that it was good to be known. Everything was going very well for her.

Practically every day she would leave with Bellamy to go somewhere, where they would spend a few hours together. He was great and every minute with him only made her more enchanted by him. In the end, he wasn’t the ordinary popular hot guy, he neither seemed to appreciate as much of his popularity as she thought he would, he even seemed to bother him from time to time.

When they wouldn’t going to hang out somewhere then they’d be together at his house, just talking, watching TV, or making out on the couch. And that’s where the problem started, although (Y/N) only realized that there was a problem a little too late.

Bellamy had just left her at home. A smile was on her face just like every time she came back from some date with him and she felt her body lighter. (Y/N) threw herself on the bed and just stared at the ceiling for a few minutes. Until her cell vibrated.

Octavia: We need to talk.”

(Y/N) felt a shiver run through her body. She hated this phrase more than anything, nothing good came from it.

(Y/N): Say it.

Octavia: Not here.

I’ll talk to you tomorrow at school.”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes. Octavia would make her wait until the next day? Seriously? She took a deep breath and nodded, trying to convince herself that nothing was wrong, Octavia probably wanted to talk about something silly. Wrong. The next morning, when she arrived at school, her friend’s face was in a scowl, she was visibly unhappy, which made (Y/N) worried.

"’Tavia? What’s wrong?” she asked as she reached the Blake girl, who pulled her into one of the rooms.

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?” she rolled her eyes. “You and Bellamy. That’s what is wrong.”

(Y/N) frowned, not understanding what was upsetting her friend.

“What do you mean by that?”

“Oh I don’t know.” Octavia said sarcastically. “I thought we were true friends.”

“We are.”

“We were. Until you start to date Bellamy. Now all you care about is him.”

(Y/N) laughed mockingly, hoping it was just one of Octavia’s momentaries emotional attacks, but the girl continued with a serious face.

“It isn’t true.” she said, shaking her head.

“Oh really?” Octavia’s eyes sparkled with anger. "When was the last time you came to my house to see me? When was the last time you came looking for anything but my brother?”

(Y/N) tried to argue, her mouth opened several times, but no word left. Octavia had a victorious expression, which was soon replaced by an angry one.

“I’m done being everyone’s second choice because of my brother. You have to choose.”

The last sentence made (Y/N) freeze in place. Octavia couldn’t be asking her that.

“What?” (Y/N) asked slowly.

“You heard me. Or you stay with me or with Bellamy.” (Y/N) was about to protest. “You can’t have both.”

(Y/N) froze in place, not knowing what to do or what to speak. From the girl’s lack of action, Octavia seemed to soften, but soon she take her arm and drag her somewhere else. (Y/N) let herself be taken, thinking that perhaps the lack of words had made Octavia change her mind. Wrong. When she realized, she was at the corner of a hallway that had become familiar to her during the last few weeks, it was the hallway where Bellamy’s locker was, and he was there now, leaning against his locker and talking to his friends. (Y/N) turned desperately to Octavia, who was staring coldly at her.

"The decision is yours.” she said, folding her arms.

(Y/N) sighed, thinking through both options. Bellamy made her happy. The last few weeks with him had been the best she’d ever had. He liked her and she liked him. He made her feel good, safe, loved. But before that she had Octavia. The Octavia that spoke to her on her first day in that school. The same girl who had been with her even if she had many other better options. The girl who made her laugh and who she knew she could always count on. Her best friend. She would always come first.

(Y/N) took a deep breath before starting to march toward Bellamy. His eyes sparkled as he saw her there, opening his arms slightly and taking her in for a hug, making one of his friends, Murphy, let out a mocking “aw.” (Y/N) laughed nervously and Bellamy noticed that.

“Are you ok? You look tense.” he let a small smile appear on his face before leaning slightly into her ear and whispering in a mischievous voice. “If you come home after class I can help you with that.”

Guilt bubbled inside her, but she took advantage of the boy’s inconvenient phrase to do what needed to be done. Her hand weighed as it came into contact with his cheek, slapping it, making Bellamy and his friends look shocked.

“We’re done.” it was all she could say as she tried to hold herself so she wouldn’t cry, but anyway her voice was choked with tears.

(Y/N) couldn’t stand the hurt that appeared on his face at her words. But as soon as she started walking toward Octavia, Bellamy held her.

“Is it because of what I said to you?“ he asked confused. "Look, I’m sorry. You know I always say things like that and you never seem to be bothered by it.”

“Leave me alone.” she said, some tears running down her face. “Just let me go.”

“Come on, (Y/N).” he approached her, still holding her arm. “I’ll not let you end what we have without a reason.”

“Maybe it’s because…” she knew Bellamy wouldn’t let her go without her giving him what he wanted, so she closed her eyes. “I don’t know. Did you ever stop to think about the pressure I have for being your girlfriend? All the girls out there fighting over your attention and hating me for being with you? Well, guess what, you’re not even a good boyfriend.”

The words hurt as much in (Y/N) as in Bellamy, who released her, though he still tried to stay close to her. He nodded and his face twitched in sadness.

“I can get better.” he whispered so that only she heard. “I’m in love with you.”

(Y/N) took one last look at Octavia, who, despite seeming to be sad about the situation, seemed not to regret being the cause of it. O gave an encouraging smile to her best friend. Octavia in the first place.

“I’m not.” she lied, turning her back and walking toward the Blake girl, not having the guts to look back. Without the courage to see the sadness or disappointment of Bellamy.

(Y/N) didn’t stop walking until she got away from his sight. She could feel she would burst into tears at any moment. And then she felt Octavia’s delicate hand pulling her into a hug, where she collapsed.

“I’m sorry.” Octavia murmured. "But you couldn’t deal with both of us at the same time.”

(Y/N) nodded, buried her head in her friend’s shoulder, who hugged her harder. She quickly remembered everything that had happened in the past few weeks, making her sob intensely.

"I’ll be here no matter what.” Octavia whispered against (Y/N)’s hair, stroking it. "Do you want to skip class and eat some ice cream?”

(Y/N) let a chuckle escape, a smile remaining through the tears. God bless Octavia Blake.