famous and out of place

Nct 127 visiting their s/o's country

Request: Can i reaction a nct reaction (especially 127) about them dating a foreigner and she asks them for the summer holidays to visit her country?? Thank youuu

A/N: since you didn’t give a specific unit i’ll just do the 127 unit! do request again if you want other members/units hehe

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Taeil:

Would be more fascinated at your house rather than your country tbh. Would also probably stay at home with you for a few days rather than visiting places because he prefers spending time with you alone. But once you start whining and begging him to go visit other places though (your favourite restaurants, places etc.), he’d agree full heartedly and would also probably take many pictures so he can save them as memories.

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Johnny:

Was probably the one who suggested to go visit, because he’s excited and curious to see the environment you grew up in and he wants to visit new places so he suggested it. Is prepared to spend the whole day out with you just visitinh different places and famous places, and would probably also ask you to do cliche and cringy poses for pictures together with him.

“I heard this place is really wonderful and famous *points to your house*”

“And where did you hear that from?”

“I just knew, because it helped to bring up such a beautiful person *winks*”

“Stop omg-”

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Taeyong:

Would probably jump around excitedly from the moment y'all landed at the airport, and would also ask you to bring him to somewhere with good food. Loves taking random selfies and photos of the both of you, and would also compliment everything about your country like 24/7.

Never fails to tidy up your house and room every morning ever since you brought him there to stay, because he claims that ‘it was too messy’ when everything was in place (at least for you).

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Yuta:

Like Taeil, but extremely lazy. Both of you probably spent half the vacation hugging and cuddling in your house rather than actually going out to visit places. Mainly because he wants to spend more time with you, and he also wants to use it as an excuse to come back again with you, “because we didn’t get to do much”

But when y'all go out to visit and go sightseeing though, he takes every moment to snao pictures and would also compliment on how beautiful everything is, just like you.

pretend you’re winwin

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Doyoung:

Really excited over it but doesn’t show it, but would get shocked and amazed by how different everything was there as compared to Korea. Unlike Yuta, he’d be the one dragging you out to bring him around, asking you to show and explain things to him as he loves learning new things. Would probably also try to learn your language and interact with the people there, who’d laugh at his awkward accent every single time.

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Jaehyun:

A mix of Doyoung and Taeil tbh, some days he just wants to cuddle with you and spend time alone in your house, and the others, he’d be all excited and hyped up to go visiting your favourite places.

Has a small little to-do list with you and wants to complete every single one before y'all go back, some includes: meet her parents, visit her favourite cafe, go shopping and buy her clothes

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WinWin:

Is happy and excited over the fact that he’s visiting your country with you, and tries to spend every minute wisely with you. Doesn’t say much as he loves everything that you suggest y'all do, and he’s more than happy that he’s able to spend quality time back at your home country.

“I’m happy that you’re happy”

“Aw babe, love you. Next holidays we’ll go China together alrights?”

“ Of course, love you too”

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Mark:

Really excited and happy too, and would also ask you to bring him to your favourites places-which then also becomes his favourites too. Would probably be fascinated and amazed by everything around him too, and takes pictures too, as a form of memory.

Is also very happy being with you and does whatever you call him to do. All he wants is for the both of you is to have a short break since it’s the holidays.

“Oh my goodness, even the chocolate tastes different here”

“Mark… We have that brand back in Canada & Korea too… What do you mean?”

“O-Oh, yeah sorry, my bad *starts giggling*”

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Haechan:

Small little excited bun!! Probably looked up on all the places he wanted to visit and already joted it down on a small notebook, including the things he wants to do with you. Once y'all landed, he’d just jump and run around excitedly while holding your hand, exclaiming loudly, “I’m in my girlfriend’s hometown!!! Yay!!!”

Would also try to learn your language, and would purposely make a funny accent so that he can make you laugh. Doesn’t show it but he’s really happy that you’re finally back home, and with him. Would randomly hug you and give you small pecks, “Thank you for bringing me here”

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Austin Carlile!!!

Actually, I Come Here to Be Ignored

Tucked away into a little corner of tumblr 
was a girl who hid out from her blog.
It had gotten too big, too large, too insane,
she didn’t know how she would ever go on.

She needed a break and so she created
another blog, not at all related
to the other blog she was trying to escape.
It was nice for her to be unappreciated
after all the compliments 
she received
each day
on her other blog. 

She was tumblr famous,
and yet she hid out
in this tiny corner, tucked away
where people treated her like a normal person;
she was all but ignored
and she liked it that way.

Zia grew up in Egypt. It’s her home, even though she lives in Brooklyn now. So I’d say it’s logical that she goes back sometimes.

  • Every few years, she goes back to her village and spends a day or so there.
  • Just walking around and remembering what she can.
  • Sometimes she spends hours talking to her family, telling them what she’s been up to.
  • Sometimes she sits quietly for long stretches of time before saying, “I miss you.”

And that’s enough sad for me, let’s talk about happier things!

  • Sadie becomes a magician ambassador for Brooklyn House and Zia tags along occasionally when she has to travel to the first nome.
  • Zia probably still has friends there or at least people she’s friendly with, so she visits them.
  • There’s way more kids there now, so she spends a lot of time with them, because she didn’t have many kids to play with growing up.
  • Also the kids love hearing stories from her. She tells them about the Egyptian gods, what it was like fighting Apophis, and all sorts of strange American things.
  • They’re particularly interested in malls.
  • Zia also likes going back to Egypt because she can speak her native language again. She gets very tired of only speaking English while she’s in Brooklyn, so speaking Arabic is a nice change.
  • Well, okay, she likes speaking Arabic and being understood. She talks to herself in Arabic while she’s in Brooklyn, but she can’t have a conversation with anyone.
  • She probably misses the food too. American food is really processed and some of it is really gross. And there’s a severe lack of like completely homemade meals? She really misses that.
  • When Sadie has some free time, Zia drags her out to see the sights. The famous, touristy ones, and local places that Zia would visit when she was growing up.
  • She’s always happy to go back to Brooklyn House though. It really starts feeling like home.
Addicted

* Thomas Jefferson × Reader
* 1-126: I never believed in soulmates until I met you.
* Hamiltime

A/N: yes I know science and psychology were in no way this advanced yet! I wanted Hamiltime and I had this idea in class a few days ago. Yes there will be a part two, don’t worry. It may take a day or two (or more) to write it though.

Word Count: 1,493

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You turned your head toward the sound of a scoff. “This doesn’t make any sense.” A man exclaimed in a southern accent. You were uptown trying to get some shopping done when this man started talking loudly. You eyed him up and down. He was wearing a suit of frills in a loud magenta shade. He had tightly spiraled curls framing his face. You noticed he also had well trimmed facial hair. He was attractive but obviously a politician.

You wrinkled your nose in distaste. You family was barely well enough off to shop at uptown stores. Here this man was who could probably buy a new suit everyday of the year. Still, you were curious. “What doesn’t make sense?” You tried.

The man didn’t even look in your direction. He did answer you though. “They’re claiming that love has the same addictive qualities as alcohol.” He said. “That as human we crave love and we get addicted to the feelings it gives us. I mean, Alexander Hamilton may be victim to the clutches of that addiction, but I’ve never had that problem.”

You laughed at his comment about Alexander Hamilton. You had never met the former Secretary Treasury before but you had ill feelings toward him for the way he treated his poor wife. The man finally looked in your direction. You were sure you were quite the sight.

You were wearing a dress that was at least two years behind in style. You knew you hadn’t bothered to pin up your hair that morning nor did you put on any make up. Still, the man in front of you seemed to be staring at you in awe. “Uh my name is Thomas Jefferson.” He introduced and held out a hand.

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Tiny (Request)

Hi lovely! Don’t know if you’re taking requests at the moment but could you do one where y/n is short / insecure about her height and feels even worse when H is surrounded by all those models? Thank you! love xx

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“Need some help, love?”

You were currently stood on your tiptoes, straining your arms as far as they would go. All you wanted was a mug; you didn’t know why Harry insisted on keeping them so high up.

“No.” You grunted. “I’ve got it.”

Harry stood watching you struggle for a few more seconds until he couldn’t allow it anymore. He came up behind you and rested his chin on your shoulder.

“Let me help, sweetheart.”

You sighed, but gave in and lowered your arms. Harry reached up around you and grabbed a mug – your favorite one – and handed it to you.

“Thanks.” You mumbled.

It was a daily struggle for you. Being the size that you were, the world wasn’t built for you. You had always been small; just over five feet tall and very petite. It hadn’t been much of a problem when you were younger and everyone else was still the same size. But now, as an adult, you couldn’t reach a damn thing. Harry was nearly a foot taller than you and loved to rub it in. However, he also knew that you could get sensitive about it, so only teased you to a certain point. He always knew when to stop.

“Keep meaning t’move those down a shelf.” He said, kissing the top of your head.

“It’s fine. You don’t have to rearrange your kitchen just for me.”

“Wan’ to.” He murmured, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his face in your neck. “Wan’ you to feel comfortable when you’re here. That way you’ll keep coming back.”

You smirked. “If I keep coming back, it’s not because of how you arrange your kitchen objects.”

“Shame. I was thinkin’ of also installing li’l ladders everywhere for you too.”

You feigned shock and turned to playfully hit him on the arm. “Harry!”

“Ouch! M’just tryin’ to be a helpful boyfriend, is all. And this is the thanks I get?”

“Just watch yourself. I may be small, but remember that means my kicks aim lower.”

Harry grinned at you and tickled your side. “You’re cute, Pixie.”

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My Yuri!!! On Ice HCs

Okay, this show is just so beautiful. It takes two people and shows a developmental healthy relationship, between two men nonetheless, and it’s just groundbreaking~!

Anyways here are my lovely head canons for Yuuri and Viktor as they get their own place~.


(( Warning: Cute fluffy, domestic stuff coming your way! ))


Yuuri and Viktor cooking together:

- Viktor would be in the kitchen, and Yuuri comes in like, “Hey do you need any help?” Then the cute “wife and husband” acts ensue. (Yuuri wears a cute poodle apron when he cooks)

- Yuuri is trying to be serious when he’s helping, and all Viktor wants to do is mess around now that his “cute little piggy” is helping him. (slaps on Yuuri’s butt happen occasionally.)

- Be careful going there on Tuesdays. That’s Pasta Tuesday for them.

- If you wanna get caught in a pasta sauce fight between them, then that’s fine.

- It starts with Viktor putting the sauce on Yuuri’s nose and it escalates from there.

- The sauce gets E.V.E.R.Y.W.H.E.R.E. (“How did we get pasta sauce on the ceiling…?”)

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S.Coups:

  • hmmm…the type to bring you to countries in Europe and its rlly big scale
  • oh and also it will either be backpacking style or 5 star hotel style.. there’s no in between
  • probably bring a selfie stick wherever you two go and maybe vlog??
  • or maybe a camera
  • he is that one boyfriend that takes witty and unexpected pictures of you that both of you laugh at after the trip
  • he loves recording you trying out new food, how your expression changes when u bite into something u love or absolutely disgusted at
  • he wants to capture all these beautiful memories
  • he’s eye literally pops out when enjoying the food and u just feel so happy cause HE IS TOO CUTE
  • randomly turns to stare at you esp if you are enjoying the scenery or what not cause you are the most beautiful view to him cheesy but
  • and when u guys are returning home on the airplane, he will plant a small kiss on your cheek
  • “i hope there are more trips like this to come, babe”

Wonwoo:

  • the type to definitely bring you to somewhere quiet and chill OH and it will be during autumn or winter
  • cause come on… wonwoo looks adorbs in turtleneck and wrapped up in thick scarfs
  • somehow manages to find unique tiny lil bookstores from his thousand of researches
  • u two will probably go to cute cafes and have your morning coffee before setting off to the rest of your events each day
  • you will snap a picture of him sipping on his coffee and yes that will be your phone lock screen from then on
  • wonwoo will not want to stress during traveling so he would prepare the places u guys would visit beforehand
  • he is so well prepared that you would be surprised
  • secretly takes a picture of you whenever he can cause he thinks you’re the prettiest when you’re being yourself
  • and yes hes lock screen is also you..sort of
  • well its actually a picture of your hand intertwined with his #aestheticswonwoo
  • will want to hold your hand whenever you guys are

Mingyu:

  • the type to most likely to take you to places in korea..like jeju island??
  • the most detailed out of the 4 when packing so honestly you’re 100% safe with him
  • LOVES going to tourist-ish places esp famous landmarks
  • seeking out all the famous local delights and insists in eating em all
  • traveling with this boy might almost be like on a mukbang trip instead
  • will feed you during eating
  • enjoys taking selca with you before each meal or just pictures of both of you each holding up your spoon/fork preparing to devour the food
  • makes you do funny faces when taking pictures cause that is going up his insta feed for sure
  • if u ever get sick from eating too much NO WORRIES (maybe he have alr seen it coming)
  • he will bring u back to the hotel and make sure u eat the medicine he bought from the local pharmacy
  • “jagiya rest well so we can eat more!!”
  • “what?! no more gyu no more”
  • u guys would still have fun thou…and he would call for room service :)))

Vernon:

  • the type to go to places that literally screams city life
  • you guys will find yourselves just roaming around the street and experiencing it just like a local would
  • “i heard the locals go here often, lets go too”
  • he would sling his arms around your shoulder when u two are walking
  • enjoys having small conversations with locals or store owners
  • he just wants to experience and understand the culture of the country so much
  • he finds your presence extremely comforting and feels blessed to have you on the trip with him
  • hence beware of random “u know what? i love you” “aish i’m so glad you are mine”
  • probably take you to the top of the hotel at night to see the city lights
  • and both of you will just have a decent conversation while enjoying the night breeze
  •  traveling with this boy is just simple but very very very fulfilling
One Wild Ride

The much anticipated band au (seriously, you guys are the best) that I’m still not sure if I intended for it to be serious or a crackfic. Five chapters in total but that’s just the tentative layout for it that I’ve got working so it might be more or less but let’s just go with 5 for now. Special thanks to Rhiannon for reading it through and listening to me go on and on about this universe for the past few weeks (months? idek)

Also, I’m trying my hand at a new style of writing- sort of like an article/ journalism vibe- so I hope it’s not too bad

Chapter 1

Breaking News: Lily Evans and James Potter are not so secretly snogging. The internet is losing its shit.

Welcome ladies, gentlemen, and non-binary folk to what is the first of a five part exposé on the two biggest names in all of music right now: The Marauders and Lily Evans. One is boy band group that’s achieved One Direction like fame in the past few years, and the other is an immensely talented singer/songwriter who’s poised to take over the world one day. But now, on the eve of their respective world tours (the Marauders kick it off in Paris in one week, while Evans starts off in New York a few days later), we here at TIME feel it’s time to remind you all just how it all started and where they came from. From the nitty gritty beginnings- the broken friendships, nasty rumours and tears of all kinds- to the happy endings, I’m here to dig in deep. So buckle up kids, this is going to be one wild ride.

But first I guess I have to rewind a little to say, oh, about almost eight years ago.

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anonymous asked:

Can i pls request a bts imagine?? How would bts say goodbye to you when they are leaving for a long tour ( ; . ; ) Thanks soo much in advance

Here it is! Hope you like it!!

Seokjin
You guys are eating dinner that Jin specially made for both of you. He made his famous pasta that you loved.  While eating dinner, Jin was acting out of place. You knew your boyfriend well enough to know that he was not acting like his usual self.  Jin would usually ask you how dinner tasted and would stare at you lovingly while you were eating his food. He would usually feed your food to you but today he did not. He was not acting like himself and you felt worried. “Jagi what’s wrong? You are really quiet today” you asked your quiet boyfriend. “Just finish eating, I will tell you later” he coldly reply.  While eating your food, many thoughts clouded your mind. Was he going to break up with me?  You were unable to finish your favourite food and lost your appetite. Unknowingly, tears started to flow down your face. Your face started to feel warm and you did not know why you started crying. When Jin looked at your tear-filled eyes, Jin felt as flustered as you were. The only thing that was in Jin’s  mind was to stop you from crying. He stood up and went directly to embrace you in his arms. “Princess, please stop crying… you are hurting me” he whispered into your ears. “Jin… tell me what’s wrong” your voice trembling. “ Princess, I have to leave for 8 months for the tour with the guys…” he quietly said. “Babe. Why didn’t you tell me that you were leaving, I thought that you were going to break up with me. I was so scared…” you mumbled. “ I was scared that you would cry and you did exactly what I didn’t want you to do.” Jin quietly said . Not wanting to worry him any further, you reassuringly said “ I’m sorry that I made you worry Oppa..its just that I’m going to miss you so much” upon hearing this, Jin looked at you lovingly and said “ I am going to miss you more than you miss me princess. I will call you everyday.You have to eat healthily when I’m gone okay. Don’t skip meals understand?” You giggled at how fatherly your boyfriend was. Jin then carried you bridal style into his room and you guys spent the rest of the night in each other’s embrace unable to let each other go.

Yoongi-

As usual, you were laying down on the floor reading a book while your boyfriend was on the couch working on the latest BANGTAN album. While you stared at him for afar, you wondered how lucky you were to get such a perfect and handsome boyfriend. You carefully observed at how his face would scrunch up whenever he was concentrating hard on something and you always thought it was cute. Upon watching his face, you started giggling at his adorable facial expressions. Suddenly, he looked straight into your eyes and it caused your heart to skip a beat. He gently asked you to come over and sit next to him. You obeyed and slowly walked over towards him. His face looked tired and restless. You touched his cheekbone and gently told him “babe, you need to rest. Go get some sleep.” He then gently took your hands away from his face and said “I can’t go to sleep before I tell you something that has been bothering me.” You suddenly felt worried and carefully asked “what is it yoongi?” He looked at you nervously and said “ I have to leave you because I’m going on a tour with the boys for 8 months…” Upon hearing this, your face started to darken and it was obvious that you were upset. 8 months was just too long for you to handle. He knew how you felt about long tours and it always hurt him to see your reactions whenever he said he was leaving. However, YOONGI knew that you were able to handle his absence because of your strong and independent personality, That’s part of the reason why he fell in love with you in the first place. He took your face in his hands and laid wet kisses on your cheeks, forehead, chin. Anywhere but your lips. You pouted your lips to signal him to kiss you on the lips. However he only replied, “ I’m not going to kiss you now honey; I’m going to devour your whole mouth when I get back from the tour. We don’t have to rush beautiful…” Upon hearing this, your heart started to pound rapidly and you were already excited about the idea of him coming back from the tour and putting his soft lips on yours and maybe leading to something more…

NamjoonYou were waiting outside of BigHit Ent. Leaning against the wall, absentmindedly picking at the black nail polish on your finger nails. You were nervous, Namjoon had been acting out of place ever since he had that meeting with the managers a couple of weeks ago. Being the leader of BTS Namjoon had responsibilities that went far over his head sometimes, and you considered that maybe he was given some sort of responsibility that was too much this time. You jumped up from your spot on the wall as soon as you heard the door creak open. His face was turned down, looking at the ground, as he walked towards you. “What’s the matter Namjoon?” He avoided all eye contact and had a look of complete and utter seriousness. “It’ll have to wait till we get home, babe.” You furrowed your brow in confusion as you thought to yourself ‘What could be so important that it has to wait till we get home?’ ‘He never does this.’ You walked a few feet behind him as you walked to his car. Your arm was by your side while you other arm gripped it tightly. During the entire ride home you sat in silence. He didn’t turn his head from the road once. You tilted your body ever so slightly away from his as you looked out the window. As you got to the apartment he didn’t guide you to his room, but to the top of the building. “Why are you taking me up here? We haven’t been up here since you first asked me out.” He turned around and gave you a slight smirk before completely changing his expression. You both climbed up to the roof and he walked to the edge. He avoided all eye contact with you and it was really starting to bug you. You leaned up against the railing and stared at his blank expression as he looked into the horizon. “Alright Namjoon, we’re here. Now, can you please tell me what’s going on.” He moved his body until he was facing you. He grabbed both of your hands and met your eyes with his. “I know this is completely irresponsible of me to dump this all on you so suddenly but….” He sighed and looked at the ground. “It’ll be okay” you said with a voice of utter insurance, “I can handle anything.” You let out a small smile which caused a mirror reaction from Namjoon. “I feel terrible for not telling you sooner, but me and the boys have to go on a fairly long tour……. tomorrow.” You decided not to say anything. You took your boyfriend’s waist in your hands and hugged him tightly. He then pushed you off and cupped your face in his hands as he leaned down to give you a kiss. He ran his hand through your hair as the kiss got more passionate. “I’m going to miss those lips of yours Jagiya.” 

HoseokYou were sitting on a bench in the park waiting for your boyfriend Hoseok to come by for your picnic date. You looked at the beautiful scenery and drew circles in the dirt with your shoe as you waited. After waiting about 30 minutes you could see Hoseok. His uplifting and optimistic smile could be seen from afar. You fixed your hair and straightened out your skirt as he made his way down. You stood up as he approached you, with a large basket of your favorite foods, and walked over to hug him tightly. “You ready to go y/n?” He said with a huge smile on his face. “Yes” you replied. You linked arms with him, placing one arm inside of his and the other wrapped around his waist. As you reached your destination Hoseok helped guide you up the steep hill. He chose this stop specially in order for you to have a magnificent view. It was absolutely stunning. You could see the entire city from up here. He laid down the blanket and placed the basket on top. He then proceeded to help you sit down. You both sat in silence as you ate. This was weird for him to be so quiet. He started off into the view as you two ate your delicious meal. You tried to break the silence with some lame jokes, but all you got was a smile and a soft chuckle. What happened to your chatterbox boyfriend? “Jagi” Hoseok said after finishing his last bite of dinner “there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you” he moved his body so that he was sitting directly in front of you. You saw the discomfort in his eyes and moved your hand towards his thigh, gently rubbing it. “It’s okay Hoseok, you can tell me anything, I won’t judge.” He put his hand over yours “Its taken me a while to find the words to say so that I won’t hurt you, but I just can’t seem to find a way. Your body began to get tense and your mind thought of every possible scenario ‘is he moving?’ ‘Is he going to break up with me?’ He took a deep breath “ I’m going to be away for a while…. I’m leaving for tour with the boys” you relaxed your body and let out a sigh of relief only to realize what he had just said. “What do you mean a while?” He licked his lips and stared into the blanket “ I mean longer than usual…. Around 8 months” you held onto both of his hands and gave him a huge smile. He was confused at first but that soon turned into his beautiful, bright smile. “ I have hope that we will get through the time we are apart.” He playfully pushed your shoulder and let out a small laugh  “You know that’s my thing jagi.” You leaned in close enough to wear you could feel his breath “I was hoping it could be our thing” you felt him smile as he moved in just enough to kiss you. He rolled your back onto the soft blanket and kissed you again. He whispered into your ear “I love you jagi….I’m going to miss you”

JiminIt had been a long work week for your boyfriend Jimin and you knew how stressed out he can get. You decided to show up at his practice that day and help him relax by bringing him his favorite snacks and possibly a kiss. You stood in the corner of the practice room and watched him dance. He was so beautiful and talented that it made your stomach feel as if it were doing flips. Every so often he would look in your direction and give you a soft smirk. This made your stomach complete turn inside out. You couldn’t help but smile every time you saw the passion in his face, even during practice the affection he had towards his work never faded. After a few hours the boys finally wrapped up. Jimin walked toward you with a questionable smile on his face. You quickly sat up and rushed towards him with a bag of goodies. “I thought you might enjoy some snacks. After all that work oppa, you’ve earned it” you smiled and handed him the bag.” He took it without saying a word. ‘What’s wrong with jimin?’ you thought to yourself. You both quietly walked out of the practice room and headed to his car. You both sat down in the car in complete silence (minus the soft sounds of the radio in the background). He was acting extremely strange tonight…. What’s going on? You turned the radio to mute and asked “ Is everything okay? You’ve been acting strange tonight. What’s wrong?” He kept his eyes on the road “It's…..” He sighed, shaking his head “it’ll have to wait till we get home.” “Ummm. Okay” you began to get worried. What could be so big that it had to wait till you got home. As you pulled into the driveway and parked you both walked out of the car in silence. Jimin ushered you to the living room couch to sit you down and talk. He looked down and took a deep breath before staring into your eyes. “I’ve put this off for far too long and I don’t think it’s fair for me to have to dump it all on you so quickly but….” He looked down again. “What is it Jiminie? You can tell me anything.” You grabbed his hand and scooted closer to him. “I leave for tour tomorrow Jagi.” You lifted his head up until your eyes met again. “It’s okay jimin, I understand how hectic your schedules can be, it’s nothing to worry about” you said. “Yes babe, but it’s going to be harder this time.” You furrowed your brows in confusion “why is that?” “I’m going to be gone longer this time…. 8 months.” Your expression changed almost instantaneously. You saw the sadness in his eyes and decided it would be best if you stayed optimistic, for his sake. “You’re here with me now, and that’s all that matters” you scooted closer to him until your head rested on his broad chest. He let out a small chuckle and revealed his actual smile. “I love how optimistic and bright you are” he kissed the top of your head and began to run circles around your arm. “ Make sure you text or call me whenever you have time, okay. And don’t forget about me while you’re gone.” He held you tightly in his strong arms and whispered softly into your ears “don’t worry Jagi…we’re together now.” 

Taehyung
TAEHYUNG: “Jagiyaaaa” TAE whined in his deep voice. “What now Tae?” You playfully replied. You knew that TAES voice only became whiny when he wanted something from you or when he didn’t want you to get mad at him. You became nervous because you never know what to expect from Taehyung. He was always random and never followed a plan. But that’s what made you fall in love with him. When you looked at him, his face darkened. “TAE…what’s wrong” you asked quietly. His face was stoic and he refused to answer you. You now became very nervous. “TAE… You are scaring me. Tell me what’s going on” you told him. He looked at you nervously and quietly said “y/n I’m going to have to leave you for another 8 months because I’m going to another tour with the boys.” Upon hearing this, you felt the whole world trembling beneath your feet. Your face started to become pale and your boyfriend started to notice. Your reaction caused TAE to flinch. He didn’t know what to do to make you feel better so he just leaned in to your lips and soft kissed you. He knew that by kissing you, he might be able to take some of your pain away. You leaned into his soft kiss and melted into him. After what felt like centuries, TAEHYUNG slowly pulled away from you and said “jagiyaa, don’t worry. During the tour, I will call you every time I am not practicing or performing.” He then flashed  his famous rectangular smile. “if you don’t answer my calls, you are going to end up receiving a severe punishment when I come back home y/n” he jokingly added. Even during sad times, Kim TAEHYUNG always knew how to make you smile and you loved it.

JungkookYou and Jungkook decided to stay home for your date. The only reason why you two decided to stay home instead of going out was because you two got a little too comfy when you guys decided to cuddle up on the couch and watch Netflix. Cuddling up next to your boyfriend, you laid your head on Jungkook’s broad shoulders, feeling his warmth radiating towards your body.  "Y/N" Jungkook lovingly whispered into your ear" “hmmm” you replied. “I thought I’d let you know that I have to leave for the tour with the guys” Upon hearing, your heart dropped. You have dated for quite a long time but still felt uneasy every single time he said it. You then asked queasily “for how long now?”. Jungkook answered quietly “for 8 months…”. When he looked at your heartbroken face, he felt heart shattering to million of pieces. He then pulled you into a tight embrace as he did not want you to see that he was actually on the verge of crying. He knew that this was the last time he was going to be able to see you before he left for the long tour. Embracing the small stature in his arms, it took strength for Jungkook to finally pull away and ask  "would you spend the night with me y/n?“ Without hesitation, you answered “of course Jeon Jungkook ”. Upon hearing your answer, Jungkook smiled and wiped your tears away with his soft and wet kisses. That night, you held onto him tightly thinking that this will be the last time you are in his embrace until he leaves for what will feel like forever…”

~ Admins Ginger jam and Paprika

thoughts on WGM and "scripted reality"

i’ve been seeing a lot of posts about people who once loved We Got Married turning on the show because of others insisting that the show is 100% scripted.

This makes me really sad because I think WGM is one of the best reality shows i’ve seen in a long time. 

As a WGM fan and person who has worked on similar reality programs before I want to try to explain what scripted reality really means so that people who love it can keep loving it.

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Atsababy! (Life is Great)_Sandival
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Atsababy! (Life is Great)_Sandival

No fucking joke. There’s this song I listen to and it legitimately sounds like Bill Cipher singing with that voice changer he presents in sock opera. I’m not kidding, seriously, this song will never be the same to me because I smile all the time and imagine him singing this!

Lyrics:

Life as I would say
Life as you would say
Life as I will tell you
Life is great

Oh yea!
We had a lot of fun
And we had a lot of good things to eat
And we had a lot of funny things to say
And everybody had a good night’s sleep
And no one made us toe the line
And you and I had lots of time
Nobody ever spilled the wine
And everything worked out just fine
Atasababy!

Life as I would say
Life as you would say
Life as I will tell you
Life is great

Oh yea, we really rocked the house
And yea, we broke some hard new ground
You went out to walk the dog
And came back with some brand new sounds
I beat those tom-toms all night long
And set the tempo for the song
Haha, you made me feel like I belong
And it seemed like we could do no wrong
Atsababy!

Life as I would say
Life as you would say
Life as I will tell you
Life is great

Oh yea, I tell you life is great
And we never felt out of place
And we all got famous overnight
And no one there forgot your face
And we made the world our neighbourhood
And it sure looked good from where we stood
And every day we knock on wood
‘cos life is great and life is good
Atasababy!

Life as I would say
Life as you would say
Life as I will tell you
Life is great

Kara’s Appetite Headcanon? Sort of?

I have this feeling that Kara is kind of sort of insecure about her appetite when she’s in public or around people that don’t know about her alien nature, at first anyway.

The first meal she has when she first arrived on Earth was with Clark. They both ate enough food that could’ve probably fed Metropolis and National City. 

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Through the years

Guys here it is! This took forever because I was constantly writing and rewriting and this is the longest story I have ever written so i really hope you like it! 


Originally posted by autunmbabe

“Honey come down here and meet the new neighbors”

My tiny 6 year old self slowly descends the staircase to see a family of 5 standing by the door. There is a mommy, a daddy, and 3 boys. One of them is around my age.

Lily, this is the Hemmings family. This is Liz and her husband Andrew and their kids Ben, Jack and Luke.

“Hi” I smile and look at Luke

“Hey” he smiles back but timidly

“How old are you Lukey”? I giggle at the nickname I came up with

“7”

“I’m six, Come on Let’s go play in our backyard” I grab his hand and we take off towards the back yard only to be stopped by my mom.

“Don’t be rude sweety, what about Ben and Jack”?

“Oh yeah they can come too”

“It’s okay Mrs. Carson” Ben smiles politely “ we were gonna head home and build a fort.”

“Can Luke stay mommy? Pleeeeeaaaassseeee”

“If that’s okay with Liz I don’t see a problem with that”

Luke looks over at his mom pulling out the cutest puppy eyes I’ve ever seen. I thought mine were good but he’s like an expert.

“That’s fine with me, Andrew”?

“Have fun son be home after dinner”

“Yeessss!!!!” We both shout at the same time and take off outside.

Little did we new that was the start of something magical.

…………..

“Luke”?

I walk in too his room and find my best friend sitting on his bed, silent tears running down his face as he stares, more like glares, at his guitar.

I sit down and wrap arms around his torso as he snuggles his head in my chest.

“Whats up bubs”

He shakes his head “it’s stupid”

“Obviously it’s not if it’s bothering you this much. You and I both know that you never cry”

“Kids at school are calling me gay for wanting to play music instead of football.”

“Do you believe them”

He just shrugs

“They think something’s wrong with me”

I smile at him

“They’re right you know.”

He looks up at me shocked and hurt which is why I quickly respond with an explanation

“It is odd that you’d rather play music but it makes you unique and special. Luke you have a talent that is rare. And you have passion to fuel it”

“You think so”

“No, I know so”

He pulls me into a big, Luke, bear hug. One of the things I love about him.

“Thanks Lil”

“No problem Lukey”

He cringes at the nickname he’s had since we meant.

“Plus I can’t wait to be sitting front row at your sold out show in Madison Square Garden”

“Madison square garden huh?”

……………….

‘LIL GUESS WHAT”

I flinch as my best friend screams into the phone at 7 am

“You better have a good reason for waking me up so early. This 15 year old beauty needs her sleep”

“Lil you’ve only been 15 for a day”

“What do you want Luke”

“Me, Cal, and Mike, found a drummer who agreed to play at our first show Saturday!”

“That’s awesome I’m so happy for you”

“You’ll be there Right?”

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world”

“I’m so nervous”

“Luke you know I love you but you can’t be a rockstar with stage fright it just doesn’t work”

“Yeah you’re right” he sighs, his breath still Shaky.

“Lucas look at me”

His blue eyes meet mine and for a second I forget what I was trying to do

“Okay breathe with me…in and out in and out. There, now go out there and kill it”

“Thanks Lily” he kisses my cheek and runs out there to greet the crowd Leaving me with my hand on my cheek, processing the burning feeling that remains there.

It was just friendly right?

……………

“Dresses are so not my thing Lucas”

He just smiles looking incredibly hot…so Some feelings may have developed that he doesn’t know about.

“Please, I need you to cheer me on when we win” he pulls his famous puppy eyes on me.

“Fine” I huff and get into the car.

At the award show there is tons of famous people. I feel so out of place, and I barely survived the carpet. The boys are nominated for Song of the year and Luke insisted I come as their plus one.

“Quit stressing you look beautiful” Luke wraps an arm around me and presses a gentle kiss to my temple. God if only he knew how much he meant to me.

“Here we go” he mumbles as they announce the nominees

“And the winner is………”

All of us were holding our breath as they opened the envelope.

“5 seconds of Summer”

Exciting was and understatement. We were all screaming and hugging because this was a huge deal. Suddenly Luke pulls me into him and kisses me with so much passion I forgot to breath. It was as if I was suddenly deaf. All the screams dulled to nothing. All I could feel was the gentle pressure of his lips and the cold bite of his lip ring. Time seemed to slow down and it felt like forever before he pulled away and walked up to claim his prize but not before tossing a small wink my way.

The speech was even better.

“First of We’d like to thank management for all they have done to make this possible and all the people who helped work on Slsp.” Michael stepped back from the mic so Cal could continue next.

“We’d also like to thank our families for supporting us from the very start. We wouldn’t be here without you. Literally you made us” he smiled as the crowd erupted in a fit of giggles. Ashton was next.

“Finally We’d like to thank the fans for choosing us to love and support. We love you guys more than you can possibly imagine and don’t let anyone tell you can’t because you can”

They were about to walk off the stage when Luke Pulled them back and walked up to the mic

“Uh there one more person I want to thank. She’s here tonight. My best friend Lily. She’s been there through all my stupid decisions and when I doubted myself she was there to remind me how much of a moron I was being. Without her i don’t think I’d have ever been brave enough to do this for you guys. There really no better person I’d want to be in love with. So thank you.”

He then took a breath and walked off stage with the boys leaving the crowd screaming and me in tears…of happiness of course

He really loves me

………….

“I’m so so sorry Lil”

I scoff and laugh but I’m not laughing because this is funny. I’m laughing because if I don’t do something I’m either gonna yell or cry and neither of those things is going to be beneficial to the situation.

“For what Luke? Sorry for Sleeping with you or sorry for getting caught”

“I’m sorry for hurting you”

“Dont pull that shit on me Hemmings. If you really were afraid of hurting me you wouldn’t have done it to begin with”

“It was a drunken mistake”

“I Don’t care what it was!” My voice lowers

“Is it because I wasn’t good enough”

Finally the tears start to fall. All my life i’ve felt that I just was never enough. Nothing I did was ever good enough. With Luke I felt like he didn’t care about that. As long as I was with him I was perfect.. guess not.

“Hell Lil you know that not true. God no you’re amazing. The best person I’ve ever met. You’re so inspiring and everything I wish to become”

“Then why”

“I don’t know” he just sighs and I nod

“That’s not good enough for me Lukey”

I see his eyes water at the name and i smile sadly walking up and placing a gentle kiss on his cheek allowing our tears to mix for a second. He reaches out and grabs my hand

“Please don’t do this two us. Don’t throw away the last 2 years of our relationship and the last 15 years of friendship”

I just pull my hand away and look up at his blue eyes one last time

“You already have”

With that i walk away leaving him standing in the airport outside his gate. Leaving him wondering how the hell hes going to survive the world tour.

………

“Breathe you can do this just breathe”

My hands shake as I grab my luggage from the airport and grab a cab to my hotel.

Luke and i haven’t talked for months since he left for his tour. But they are playing at Madison square garden tonight, rumor has it they sold out. I bought my ticket weeks ago because as hurt as I am with what happened deep down he’ll always be my best friend and I promised him I’d be there.

Time seems to drag on as I lay on my hotel bed. The clock mocking me. Finally I give up on doing nothing because the nerves for tonight are making me restless. So I get ready early, hoping in the shower and letting the hot water envelope me in its comforting embrace. Thoughts cloud my muffled head as I  stare at the shower wall for a good 15 minutes thinking what it’s going to be like when I get there. What’s going to happen when he sees me, I mean i am front row.  Was this a mistake? Finally, after the water turns cold, I step out and dry off. I change into my outfit which consists of a navy t shirt that says hemmings on the back with a big 96 on the back. It’s something he gave me for our anniversary. It’s still my favorite to this day. It still smells like his Cologne he sprayed when he gave it to me. It smells like…..home. I miss him so much and tonight, is definitely going to be a challenge. I pair the shirt with my ripped black skinnies and black harley boots. I straighten my hair and added some light but attractive makeup. With a little time to kill I figured I’d walk to the venue since it’s not that far. I don’t think the boys know I’m coming and I also have soundcheck tickets. Might as well get the full deal right? Anyway I walk out the door grabbing my wallet with my tickets, and sunglasses. New York is alive with tourists and locals scampering around the streets.  The energy is contagious filling my veins with a rush of adrenaline and feeling of freedom. I could relish in this feeling for a lifetime. After stopping at at least 5 different corner shops I have to force myself to finally head to the venue. The line at the venue is certainly not as long as I expected but then one glance at my watch tells me I’m running late and soundcheck started almost 5 minutes ago. After begging the security guard for what seemed like hours I was finally allowed in and when I walked in I felt my breath hitch in my throat. There they were. After all this time there they were. I quietly tried to find an empty seat without drawing any attention but  of course the noticed me obviously coming in late.

“Hey there” Michael said. I just ducked my head down and waved timidly. I hoped they won’t  recognize me…not yet.

“There’s a seat right up here you can take. We’re glad you could make it” Ash smiled at me and pointed to the second row.  I nodded as Luke spoke up “yeah better late than never” I let out a shaky breath as I make my way up to the seat. I hold my head down so my hair falls and covers my face. Sitting down I rest my hands in my lap and lift my head up sighing nervously. Calums eyes begin to scan the crowd and I see his eyes slightly widen and his jaw slightly drop when he focuses on me. Greeeaaatttt. I look at him with pleading eyes while bringing my finger to my lips, silently asking him to be quiet about this. He drops his eye in a subtle wink letting me he understood…so I hope. The continue the soundcheck as normal playing a few songs here and there and just simply goofing off. Seeing them like this brought back so many good memories and I find myself smiling at their crazy stories, some I question how much truth is behind them they’re so ridiculous. Towards the end they start answering fan questions. I kinda tune out until one question grabs my attention.

“Yeah you” Luke points to the girl behind me, his eyes skimming right over me.  

“What was the inspiration behind the song ‘Wherever you are’?”

It wasn’t the question that shocked me but the answer.  The boys went dead silent glancing at Luke whose eyes glazed over and it looked like he had a hard time swallowing.  Ash grabbed his mic hanging in front of him.

“Um one of us went through something personal that left us with a lot of emotion to write with”

Luke seemed to snap out of his trance at Ashton’s words and cleared his throat.

“Yeah, before the tour I made a huge mistake that cost me the person who meant the most to me, next to my family of course. The events that happened and my thoughts afterwards is what

I used for the lyrics..I just wish she knew how sorry I am and how much I miss her”.

“What was her name?” Someone from the back shouted

“Lily” Luke looks behind him at the instruments.

My breathing is rapid and I’m having a hard time dealing with all of this. He wrote a song about me. He says he still cares..does he mean it? Cal’s eyes meet mine and I mouth the words ‘I’m sorry’ before wiping a single tear from my cheek and standing up. I push my way towards the exit before Calum says something that makes me freeze in my tracks.

“Lily Stop, Don’t leave you just got here”  

I here many gasps including my own, and a mix of ‘No way’ and ‘oh my god’. All heads turn my way including Luke’s who looks shocked, confused and a whole bunch of mixed emotions.  His mouth is open and his hands are shaking around the microphone he’s holding. I feel like a deer caught in the headlights and it feels like everyone is holding their breath waiting for the next move. Luke stands up and starts walking off stage towards where I am standing and that is is when I unfreeze and rush out the door with him calling after me. I don’t stop until I find a bathroom to lock myself in.

My chest feels tight and my eyes are closed tight as I force myself to calm down.

“Thanks alot Calum” I mutter to myself. I check my watch to see there’s still about an hour to the concert actually starts. That’s an hour I have to try and avoid Luke. Sighing I just take a seat on the toilet and pull out my phone. After realizing there’s nothing exciting on instagram I switch to twitter and let out a loud, over dramatic groan. #Lulyreunion is trending worldwide. Stories about soundcheck are all over my feed. Time quickly passes so about 15 minutes before the concert is supposed to start I leave my little bathroom hideout. I figured I’d check out the merch stands quick and find my seat. Clutching my newly bought t shirt I make my way up front right as the lights dim for the opening act. They weren’t terrible and really got the crowd pumped for the show. I made a note to myself to check them out when I got home later. Finally the moment comes when the lights dim and the smoke rises. All I see is silhouettes as the boys make an entrance. The screams intensify when Ash bangs the drum once and even more when Mike strums his guitar. Calum walks playing the opening riff to a song on his bass. I smile at him thinking back to when he tried playing guitar and was scared to sing on camera. Then there’s Luke. He’s focused on his guitar only looking away when it’s time to sing. His voice has changed so much even since the last time I saw him. It’s more raw more pure. I swear he is always trying to improve. Eventually, 2 or 3 songs in, my nerves seem to melt away and all that’s left is the beat of the music and a rush of adrenaline. I find myself slowly starting to dance and even sing as they play. It’s during Calum’s solo in Amnesia that Luke come toward the edge of the stage to greet some fans, toward right where I am at. He makes his way over, still not seeing me, giving out high fives to whoever he can reach. I stick my hand out as he comes by and that’s when he sees the familiar ring on my finger that he gave me as a kid. His eyes look up and lock with mine and when he smiles at me I can’t stop the one creeping on my face. He grabs my hand placing a gentle kiss it before jumping up for the chorus. The rest of the concert consists of secret glances and subtle smiles. After the encore they walk across the stage handing out little gifts. Once again Luke walks over to where I am sitting and everyone around me freaks out, He just smiles and looks at me mouthing “Give me your hand” So I do and next thing I am aware of is that im being pulled up on stage and then, with Luke still holding my hand we walk backstage. Once we are alone he just pulls me into a huge, warm, hug. His normal scent mixed with sweat from the show is intoxicating. I find myself never wanting him to let me go. Though he pulls away and looks down nervously.

“I didn’t think you’d come” he finally said.

“I told you I would didn’t I?”

“Yeah but after what happened I thought you would have forgot or just simply not wanted to go”

“Luke who do you think I am? Of course I’d be here, I promised.”

“I know I’m sorry” He sighs and looks away again

“I’ve missed you” I whisper timidly avoiding his gaze that I know is on me. I feel his hand run up my cheek and brush through my hair softly and I find myself leaning into his touch.

“I’ve missed you more than words can say. Life has been hell without you Lil”

“But you’ve been on tour. You have thousands of girls throwing themselves at you. I’m sure it wasn’t that bad”

He just steps back looking like I just stabbed him

“Not that bad huh? Lily, the thing about all those girls is that they are not you. They will never be you. I would throw this all away for you”

I try and swallow but there seems to be lump in my throat preventing that from happening.

“You don’t mean that”

It is then I feel his finger gently pull my chin up so I’m looking at him and his blue eyes seem so mesmerizing, like they hold all of the answers.

“Of course I am” his voice is low and soft. “I am still so so in love with you that all of this means nothing without you here by my side. Tour is so dull because I’m not waking up next to you anymore. I would trade all of this for one more night with you. That’s how important you are to me. So please, for the love of god, take me back so I don’t have to feel this way anymore.”

I honestly don’t know what to say so I kiss him, hard. Pouring every emotion I have into that kiss and holding him tightly hoping that it all expresses what I fail to put into words. Luke isn’t perfect and neither am I. We aren’t perfect but that’s what makes this, whatever it is, perfect.

The Scientist

T’Challa x Reader 

You come back home to Wakanda to get Vibranium, but you get so much more. 

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“We need some kind of more versatile metal to work with the creation of the new cells and the formation of a new bone.” You mentor told you as he watched the cells reject the metal he had hoped would work.

“I thought platinum would work, it wouldn’t react with any other substance in the body and it’s easily-”

“That’s the problem it doesn’t react with any substance!” He interrupted.

“I need to find a new metal soon, this tech needs to out in the world for the public to use. It would help thousands.” Your mentor said wistfully. You knew that his invention could easily earn him a Nobel Prize. Of course you wanted to help him, and it also didn’t go unnoticed that you had helped him with this project since day one. You were equally invested in this project.

“I think I have an idea” You tell him. Then 5 hours later you’re on a plane heading back home. Going back home was a mix bag for you. Your parents had moved to New York with you when you had enough money to help them make the move. Your brother was here, but he was successful in business and often visited you in America. You had no reason to ever come back to Wakanda, but yet you had made up a million in your mind. This was the first time you had finally gotten the nerve to actually take a flight and catch a whole fleet of buses along with a taxi to make it back home.

Once the taxi driver dropped you off you noticed how the place hasn’t changed. It was still dry looking, brown and absolutely dreary. You had had sun glasses on to keep the sun from blinding you. The heat here was something you never missed.

After taking a boat out the place where the famous Vibranium you were after is rumored to be, you finally saw him. You walked on to the ship uninvited and unwelcomed. Once on this ship a whole security team had circled you and was ready to handcuff you.

“Don’t touch her.” The mans voice boomed. He looked the same. Of course he was older, more handsome and definitely stronger. But T'Challa looked the same to you, still unlawfully handsome.

“What are you doing here (y/n)?” He asked walking away and you followed him.

“It’s good to see you too.” You told him and it really was. Back when both of you had lived in South Africa you two were best friends who pushed boundaries between friends and a relationship. You had always hoped for a little more but the universe just wasn’t going to have it. You were at school trying to get a scholarship out of Africa while he was busy with some unknown business. And when you received a ticket out of Africa along with a ticket to stay, he was already gone. You always wondered if you would have stayed here is he had stayed. By the time you had gotten you PhD, he had become a leader in Wakanda.

“I came to visit T'Challa” You tell him as you followed him to his office.

“What are you up to these days.” He said reserved. You two haven’t talked in years and it was hard to talk now. His eyes were still soft and almost innocent like.

“I’m on the brink of a scientific break through.”

“So that’s why you’re here.” He said laughing and rolling his eyes. He never missed a beat. His laugh has forced and it wasn’t the same.

“Yeah that is why I am here.”

“Bring me a 12” He called to his workers. Shortly a foot of Vibranium was placed in your hand.

“How much?” You asked smiling

“A cup of coffee” He said looking at you

“No T'Challa, this must be worth thousands, let me pay for it.”

“No, (y/n), just think of it as a gift.”

“Well I never had to pay for a gift, but I think a cup of coffee is a pretty good price.”

Later that day you two sat on the balcony of his house. You had a cup of coffee in your hand and you watched as he looked over at the sunset. You wanted to remember this time before the world split you in two again.

“How are you doing?” You ask quietly

“Well my business is doing pretty good. The demand is high but the supply is still low.”

“You look tired and worn out is everything okay?”

“Everything is fine. My work just tires me out. What have you been up to?”

“I’ve been helping this scientist I work with, create a machine that can create a body and put it back together. It’s going to save a lot of people.”

“That sounds amazing” He answers and you are left wondering what had happened to you two. It used to be so easy to talk to him and it used to be easy just to be with him. But now all that’s left is just space. There’s space in between the words you say and you are left trying to read between the lines.

“Why did you leave?” It had been almost 10 years since he had left you.

“You weren’t going to stay here anyway, so…”

“I could have. I had gotten into the University of Cape Town, I could have stayed. I maybe would have… if you had stayed.”

“Then I would have felt guilty from holding you back”

“No you wouldn’t, because you wouldn’t have. I could have made it here, just like I’ve made it in America. Why did you leave.” You ask trying to make his eye contact.

“Because (y/n)…” His voice was soft and the way he said your name reminded you of when you were still 17.

“Someone murdered my father, and I just couldn’t walk away. I’m sorry I left and never told you but, I just couldn’t let you come with me. And I couldn’t let you wait for me.” You knew you would have waited all your life for him to come back to you. He was worth it.

“I needed to find this man who had killed my only family and I didn’t know if I was going to come back to you alive. So I didn’t want to make you wait for me, because I knew you would have. You know, I loved you too. I loved you so much it hurt. But leaving you, was giving you the best for you. ” You had no idea that his father was killed, you had known he had died, you attended his funeral. You placed your hand on his and the sun had set and the world was dark.  He kissed you hand and peace filled your body. You wanted to stay by his side but tomorrow you had to go back home. But god, how could you still love him like you do?

“I’m so sorry, but I think you forgot that I was your family too and you were one of the best things for me.”

[I have no idea what this is.]

Interviewer: Mr. Queen, thank you for joining us.

Oliver: Please, call me Oliver.

Interviewer: Thank you, Oliver. How are you? I just heard that congratulations are in order?

Oliver: Yes, thank you, yeah, I’m engaged.

Interviewer: Ladies everywhere are mourning right now, I’m sure.

Oliver: Oh god, yeah, I…that was a lifetime ago. I’m not that person anymore.

Interviewer: Indeed, I imagine the things you’ve been through since your father’s boat went down, that may have had a little to do with your–

Oliver: Yeah, my personality change? Just a little.

Interviewer: Only a little bit. Hardly at all.

Oliver: [laughing] Right.

Interviewer: Now, we’ve had a chance to speak to your fiancee–

Oliver: Yeah, I saw the video.

Interviewer: She is something else, Oliver. You’re a lucky man.

Oliver: She’s incredible. I thank my lucky stars every day for my broken laptop.

Interviewer: Right! That’s how you met. She was an I.T. girl at the company and you were the billionaire with a broken laptop. It’s almost like a Cinderella story.

Oliver: Oh no, no…it may seem that way on the surface, but it’s more like…if I had to compare it to a Disney movie, it’s far more Beauty and the Beast than Cinderella. She’s no damsel, she’s a fighter.

Interviewer: So you’re comparing yourself to the Beast? That’s fascinating.

Oliver: Sure. I have a little bit of a temper, I’m ashamed to say, but one little slap on my paw from her, and I’m done for.

Interviewer: [laughing] That’s amazing. I can see that about her. She’s very protective of you.

Oliver: Yeah…there’s been a lot of negative press around me and my family, and certain events which I won’t talk about here–

Interviewer: Even though it’s something everyone wants to talk about–

Oliver: Not going there, sorry.

Interviewer: It’s a trending topic in social media right now. And the silence around the issue from people like yourself just adds fuel–

Oliver: What’s the next question?

Interviewer: Uh…well…let’s, let’s talk about your campaign. Give us a summary of your policies and goals if you’re elected.

Oliver: Starling City is my home. Star City, excuse me, I’m still getting used to that. Star City is my home. And I want to fix my home. I feel partially responsible for a lot of the damage, not just physically, but emotionally as well. My mother and my best friend’s father were involved in the earthquakes, I carry some guilt over that–I unwittingly handed my company over to…well, a psychopath, one that killed Mayor Blood and destroyed this city. I carry some guilt over that. I know my fiancee and my friends constantly remind me that those weren’t my fault, but I can’t help it. The only thing I can do, or try to do, is fix my mess. Make things right. Whatever needs to be done, I’ll do it, whatever resources I have to scrounge up, I’ll find it. Family is important to me, and the people of Star City are my family.

Interviewer: That’s incredibly moving, but there’s still a lot of anxiety over the Queen name. How will you overcome that?

Oliver: By bringing in a new Queen, one who’s already stabilized the company now called Queen Inc., stabilized my life, and already has this city eating out of the palm of her hand.

Interviewer: Most of them, anyway. She has faced some less than favorable opinions.

Oliver: That…is something I can’t respond to without losing some professionalism. But she handles it all very well. She fights her own battles.

Interviewer: She’s already living up to her future name. Well, Oliver, thank you so much for taking time out of your busy schedule to talk with me.

Oliver: My pleasure.