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Headcanon: After they get together, before Lena finds out that Kara is Supergirl. She takes her on all of these vacations, eager to show the world to the woman who has given it to her. She takes Kara to the Colosseum, they kiss at the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris (Kara eats more pastries in France than Lena thought possible) they walk hand-in-hand along the Great Wall of China. Lena also takes Kara to her favorite vineyard, and a private beach she discovered during a break from her mother. 

Lena’s favorite place in the world is the cottage near Mangerton Mountain in Ireland that she purchased in cash and has never told anyone about. 

 It takes only one night of Lena settled between her legs in front of the fireplace, the only sounds in the world their breathing and the crackle from the fire, for Kara to decide that this might be her favorite place too. She thinks maybe her favorite place is wherever Lena is. 

 After Lena discovers that Kara is, in fact, Supergirl. (A misstep by Winn that Alex quickly follows with a smack to his head and various threats) Her eyes widen as the realization hits. Kara has already seen the world, probably even more so than Lena herself. When she asks Kara about it, she pulls her close and says, “Yeah, Lena, I’ve flown everywhere. But I had never really seen anywhere until I was looking through your eyes. I want to explore the rest of the world with you, see everything with you.” Kara pauses, “Can I take you to my favorite place?” The smile Lena gives her, soft and sincere, is all the answer Kara needs. 

 The tears Kara sees in her eyes when they land in Ireland tell her that she was right. Her favorite place is with Lena. 

Taco Bell Story

Okay so tonight I was supposed to work 8 hours but I ended up working 10 and a half because we got slammed and a bunch of people called off, and everyone was tired, and we all just wanted to go home, and I’m working the fucking drive thru by myself (order taking and register operating) so I’m losing my goddamn mind, and then this older woman, probably in her 60′s, pulls up to the window and says:

“Hi, I have a sort of odd request: can I pay for the next three people in line behind me?”

So of course I’m like, “Uhhhh, I guess if you want to. Do you want to know how much their orders are, or…?”

And she’s just like, “Nope, whatever it costs, I can pay.”

And I’m standing there, slack-jawed like “holy shit okay rad” and I ask her why? Why does she want to do this? And she answers:

“About 8 months ago, I got laid off and I was struggling really bad and a lot of people supported me with these little random acts of kindness, and I’ve got a new job and come into some money so I want to return that; good karma and everything.”

So I ring her up, and she thanks me and pulls away, and at this point I’m just like all sparkly anime eyes, and then the 1st person whose order she paid for pulls up, and it’s a young woman, maybe 19 years old, and she goes, “I’m so sorry, I thought I had a $10 bill but I only have a $5, can I take something off? I’m so sorry.” 

And I get to look at this girl and say, “Ma’am, there’s no need to worry about it, the woman in the car in front of you paid for your meal.”

And the look on this girl’s face…good god, she actually CRIED a little bit, shook my hand, and told me that the next time she had money, she was going to do the same for someone else.

The 2nd person that the woman paid for pulls up, hands me a $20 bill, which I hand back to her saying, “Your meal was paid for by another customer.” This lady gives me a blank stare, slowly withdraws her hand with the money, and whispers out a choked up, “Wow…wow, thank you; thank you.”

And the 3rd person whose meal was paid for (here’s the kicker) gave me a $50 bill to cover his $48-and-some-change order, and basically yells, “WHAT?!” when I tell him that it’s been paid for. He then declares, “Well, then I’ll pay for the next two orders; are they under $50?” (yes, they were) “Alright, fantastic.”

And after that, for the rest of my shift (another 35 minutes!), every person that came through paid for one or two cars behind them; some were simple 4 or 5 dollar orders, some were $45+, but everyone, regardless of how much their original meal was and how much the person’s behind them was, paid it forward. 

As far as I know, it’s still going on. I’ll have to ask my manager how it ended tomorrow. 

My faith in humanity has been restored; I’ve cried happy tears for the first time in a very long while; and today was a really good day.

i just hope that i never stop falling in love with shows and characters and celebrities and stories because i can’t imagine living life without having these things to be passionate about

every year im like ‘nah it’s fine that i’m not at comic con, i’ll deal like whatever’

and then comic con comes and i die a little inside with every new panel and picture and i scream 'IT IS NOT FINE I BELONG THERE’