My hair decided it wanted to play nice today even though I forgot my hair brush, so I documented this rare phenomenon with some gratuitous pictures of myself, or: How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love The Bombshell, AKA Me
Cat Grant Appreciation Week 1/7 Obviously one of the big reasons I love Cat Grant is that she’s one half of my OTP and like 9 of the reasons that SuperCat is my OTP is Cat Grant but there is so much more to Cat than that. This Cat Grant Appreciation Week I will refrain entirely from using any supercat moments, in order to highlight how much I appreciate Cat Grant even without all the great shipping.
Favorite Scene: Cat x Kara scenes aside, Mrs. Grant, Queen of All Media, CEO of CatCo and spectacular journalist, is so amazing, in part for her ability to inspire others. Besides inspiring an unbelievable amount of fan art, she also inspires people. Thats why this is one of my favourite scenes because it’s one of the first times we see that side of her without the stone-cold boss persona she so easily hides behind. We see her brilliance in action, and the side of her that wants to do good and make the world a better place and inspire people to do better, which is one of the things that made me fall in love with her as a character in the first place.
+Bonus this beautiful face she makes whatever she’s doing
Sweetness, it was Harry called her, it was how he described her, it was her. He had never met anyone so humble, so caring, so sweet. Yes he knew kind people, he had met very nice people, but none of them where as kind as her. She was gentle and soft, she cared about everyone and sometimes it was a disadvantage, people took her kindness and used it, but it didn’t make her any less kind.
Three years together and Harry couldn’t be happier. He loved her smile, she never seemed to not be smiling and he loved it. It was always big and it matched her eyes and it made him smile. Her laugh, oh did Harry love her laugh, it was loud and he could always hear it from a room away.
She had always supported him, she stuck by him when rumors where spread, she stuck by him when he needed her the most. She didn’t complain about his life, how one second he could be there, but the next he’s on a plane to God only know’s where. But she loved him, and everyone could see it. Her smile would widen, her eyes would light up, a dimple would appear on her cheek, and she just seemed so happy when he walked in a room.
“Y/N!” Anne smiled, standing in a secluded section with Gemma and her friends, as well as some of Harry’s family.
Y/n looked away from the stage towards Anne, Anne was waving over the girl. Y/N smiled, holding up a finger, indicating she would walk over in a second. But her attention was caught by someone else, a fan. The girl was standing near the front, shaking, she gripped on to her phone but Y/N could tell she was overwhelmed.
“Hi,” Y/N says softly, patting her back, the girl turns, “are you okay?”
The crowd of girls waiting for Harry seem to quiet down, watching Y/N with the fan, “I’m o-okay,” she stuttered.
“Are you sure? You look like you could faint, do you need a drink? Some air? It’s a little stuffy here isn’t it?” Y/N smiled, rubbing her back, “what’s your name?”
“Lila,” the girl answered.
“Are you sure you’re okay Lila?” Y/N asked, worry laced in her voice.
Lila shakes her head, “I-I’m fine, i-it’s just,” she cries.
“It’s just what?”
“I’m seeing him-he saved my life Y/N,” Lila cried, the scars visible on her arms, “he’s the reason I’ve held on a-and I-I’m h-here,” she says through hiccups.
The fan takes in a deep breath, but it’s clear she’s not okay. Y/N wraps an arm around her, “hey, hey, it’s a bit overwhelming innit? Why don’t you come with me? It’s less crowded over in my area,” Y/N offers, “we can calm down, have a drink, watch him preform, yeah? And if you’re up for it maybe we can arrange for you to come back stage.”
Lila shakes her head, “he wouldn’t want to meet me.”
“Are you kidding me!” Y/N pulls away, gripping the girls shoulders, looking into her eyes, “Harry would probably be more excited to see you than he would to see me, he loves you Lila, he loves everyone in this room, your support means the world to him.”
Y/N smiled, hugging her once more, “now, would you like to come with me?” she asked, pulling away.
Lila nods, and Y/N grabs her hand. Leading her towards Anne, the guard lets her in and she smiled, “hi Anne,” Y/N hugs her, “this is Lila, she’s a fan of Harry’s. She was a bit overwhelmed so she’ll be joining us.”
“Hi Lila,” Anne smiled, holding out her hand.
Lila shakes it and keeps close to Y/N, “Harry just texted me and told me to tell you that you look very nice and he’s very upset you didn’t come backstage,” Gemma says, kissing y/n’s cheek.
“I just got here!” Y/N laughs, “I literally stepped in and I saw that the show starts in five, I was going to say hi, but my new friend Lila needed more.”
“Eh, let him suffer,” Gemma shrugs, “he can’t get his way all the time.”
The lights dim and Y/N places her arm around Lila’s shoulder, hugging her, Harry walks out and people scream, “you’re doing great sweetie,” Y/N yelled loud enough for Harry to hear.
Harry looks up, squinting, “I can’t see you, but I heard you,” Harry says into the microphone, “hi sweetness.”
Y/N laughs, “do you want something to drink?” she asked Lila, Lila shakes her head.
“Are you coming?” Y/N smiled, as Lila freezes outside Harry’s dressing room door, from outside they can hear his laugh, “he won’t bit I promise.”
The door is pulled open and Harry steps out, beaming. He grabs Y/N, spinning her around, causing her to laugh, “did you see me? They loved me!” he says, setting her down, cupping her face, “are you okay? did you enjoy the show?”
“I’m fine,” Y/N giggled, “I did see you Harry, you were amazing, I swear you get better every time,” she grabs one of his hands, kissing it, “but I want you to meet my friend Lila.”
Lila stands behind y/n, cheeks pink, “h-hi.”
“Hi,” Harry grins, stepping aside, “is it alright if I hug you?”
Lila nods and Harry wraps his arms around her. Y/N stands back, a smile on her face, “that was really nice of you,” Anne whispered, “you didn’t have to bring her backstage.”
“He means the world to her,” Y/N whispers, “you should’ve heard her story Anne. I mean yeah Harry is talented, a so talented, and he has this effect on people, but he’s helping them as well. He makes people so happy.”
“You make him happy,” Anne squeezes her arm, “without you he wouldn’t be this happy.”
Y/N smiled, “I love him. He deserve everything he has gotten, I can’t imagine how proud you must be.”
“Thank you so much Y/N!” Lila beams, wrapping her arms around the other girl.
“Thank you, for making Harry’s dreams come true,” Y/N whispered, hugging the girl tighter, “promise me you won’t hurt yourself Lila.”
Lila steps back, nodding, “thank you so much, you have no idea how much this means to me,” Lila responds.
Harry lays in bed, wrapping his arms around Y/N and pulling her close. She let’s out a small moan, shifting, “I’m asleep,” she mumbled, turning to place her head under his chin.
“You’re so amazing, I know you always tell me I am-but y/n you’re beyond amazing,” Harry shakes his head, “your heart is just-it’s so big.”
“I wish I could break off a piece and give it to everyone,” she yawns.
Harry chuckled, “I know you aren’t even kidding,” he says, “but seriously, what you did today, you made her day.”
“No you made her-”
“No,” Harry pulls her closer, wrapping his leg around her, “if it weren’t for you I wouldn’t have met her, she wouldn’t have met me. You could’ve come backstage and ignored her, you could have left her there after the show, you didn’t have to do any of that, but you do. You always go out of your way for others and I love you so much for that.”
“I love you more,” Y/N mumbles, kissing his chest, “you’re my life.”
“You’re my life,” Harry repeats.
She pulls the blanket up higher, tucking it under her chin, “I’m gonna marry you y/n,” he says.
“I’m gonna marry you,” she repeats.
“I really am, I can’t imagine my life with anyone else,” Harry says.
“I love you,” she says.
“I love you more sweetness,” he says, kissing her forehead.
A lesson in romantics according to "Anywhere But Here"
Kids in Love:
It's possible to still love and miss being in a relationship even if it was the best and worst thing to happen to you. You miss the memories, even if you don't miss the person.
Anywhere but Here:
Everyone can use an escape after a breakup, it could be a new person too, but you can't put all your trust in them to be there.
The end of a relationship can make you feel lonely, especially since someone who you really cared about isn't talking to you all the time. This detachment is a step to getting over them. The silence will set you free.
Don't end a relationship over something that can be fixed. Take the time to calm down and work on it. Look for reasons to stay. You aren't hopeless. This is your life and if you want to keep something, do whatever you can.
Bruised and Scarred:
You will be saved from your broken heart. Bruises fade and scars are reminders of battles you've survived.
If You Can't Live Without Me, Why Aren't You Dead Yet?:
If you care about someone, especially if you're together, you have to show them. If you don't, you will lose them and someone else will show them. Realize what you have when you have it.
Save Your Heart:
Not everyone you're attracted to is worth dying for, which is probably the strongest love. Being in love might appeal to you, but don't rush it. Make sure that when you tell yourself you love someone, you mean it.
Watch how you get attached to people. If it seems you fall in love with everyone you know, it doesn't sound much like love. Sometimes it isn't where you're going, it's who you're with.
Center of Attention:
It's okay to want attention sometimes. Keep your heart open wide, save it for somebody who cares. If you're close enough to someone, it's okay to let them in.
I Swear This Time I Mean It:
All relationships have their struggles, but when you or your significant other swear that you mean it this time, do you? If you just want them to be happy, do all you can and make it happen.
So Far Away:
So many people hate the town they grew up in. One day you'll have the chance to get away if you still choose to. However, there is no hurry to grow up.
Memories have the power to tear you apart, but can weaken over time. In a few years, you will look back and the memories will no longer succeed in convincing themselves to do that.
Even though we no longer talk, if you come to me in crisis I will help you. Even though it fell apart and we hurt each other beyond repair, I'll be by your side until the end.