#and my mom took my phone booo

[callmeend]

Oh yeah I did another last night

Yoyo killed god and still failed.

@machlover54666 @a-rand0m-bl0g @umaisho

[shinyhoundhandseagle]

Fandom: Supergirl (2015)

Title: The Child of Steel, the Poet and Judas.

Words: 1,509

Characters: 7,844

Ships: Lena Luthor/Kara Danvers (Supercorp), Clark Kent/Lois Lane, Alex Danvers/Kelly Olsen, Brainy/Nia Nal

Chapter 1. White Lies

*Hey Lia are you still coming tomorrow night?*

My best friend, Gabriela Rojas, texted me out of nowhere on a Thursday afternoon. It took me a couple of seconds to remember what was tomorrow but when I finally did I had to cuss myself out loud, I really had forgotten about it? Damn it.

There was a party tomorrow night, the biggest high school party of the whole year actually and I was supposed to ask my parents for permission but then I had forgotten about it for about a week and a half and even better, my parents weren't normal human beings. No, my mothers were Kara and Lena Luthor-Danvers which meant a lot of things but specially that I wasn't gonna get that permission.

My mother, Kara Zor-El Danvers, would probably say yes to it as she was the fun, chilled, understanding parent that knew that her sixteen year old daughter needed some freedom and fun once in a while, specially on Fridays. Plus she definitely had an extra soft spot for me, her baby and only child. Convincing her of letting me go out would definitely be easy.

On the other hand my mom, Lena Kieran Luthor, wasn't as pleasant, easy going and happy with letting me go out as my mother. She was the strict one, the one that would ground me for skipping class, feed me vegetables against my will and would make sure I went to bed before 1am. I love her but she treated me like a baby when I'm already sixteen. Booo

*Probably not. I still haven't asked for permission and you know my mom.*

Yes, she definitely did. Gaby's mother, Andrea Rojas, was an old friend of my mother so we also became really close which meant that Gaby knew how neurotic my mom could be. She was there when we went on a school trip to the zoo and I forgot to text my mom I was fine. She was there when after only an hour of silence on my part my mom mobilize Supergirl and the DEO to find me... Sixth grade was a tough year for me after that. A lot of mean comments from my classmates who's zoo experience was ruined by her.

*Don't tell her you're going, tell her you're spending the night at my house.*

*What do you think its gonna happen if she finds out I'm not at your house? You know her!*

*We rest in peace baby cakes lol.*

*… Fine I'll do it.*

I could do it, right? Lie to my incredible smart, controlling mom and my superhero mother about where I was, right? It would be a walk in the park... Who am I kidding? My mom would find out and bury me alive.

I slowly grabbed my phone, trying to decide how and who to call first. Finally I decided to call my mother first. It wouldn't hurt right? Try the safest, nicest option first instead of diving into the shark tank.

"Hey sweetie!"- My mother Kara always sounded so happy and excited, so warm and approachable with everyone no matter who or what they did. That was her-. "What are you doing baby?"

"Calculus homework, easy stuff"-. I looked down to my notebook full of numbers and equations, it was easy stuff and I was almost done with it. Thankfully I was almost as smart as my mom-. "Hey ma, so I was wondering, would I be able to spend the night at Gaby's house tomorrow?"

"Did you ask your mom?"

"No? I figured it didn't matter who I asked right? You're both my parents so..."- I used my sweetest baby voice, hoping she would say yes and not question anything else but knowing better.

"Haha you're really funny. Anyways ask your mom, you know the drill Amelia. Love you and see you at home"-. Was the last thing she said before hanging up on me, leaving me with a bunch of complains. I feel like killing myself.

The phone rang twice before my mom picked up.

"Hey my love!"- She sounded so happy. Thank God she was on a happy mood, better than her "work-is-stressing-and-I-like-controlling-my-kid" mood-. "How are you? Did you do your homework? Are you ok love?"

"Yes mom, my school work is done and I already had some food"-. I knew all her questions by heart already, she would ask the same questions every time-. "And yes, all my chores are also done, including my laundry".

"That's perfect baby! Proud of you. Now do you need anything else my love? I've to go into a work meeting soon and you don't call me at work unless you want something".

"So I was wondering, now that everything is done and I'm such a good kid with straight A's could I spend the night at Gaby's tomorrow?"- My princess voice was always a good thing to use.

"Tomorrow? You know I don't like when you wait until the last minute to ask for things like this"-. I knew it, I knew that was the first thing she was gonna say-. "Why did you wait until now?"

"I forgot, I was supposed to ask you early this week but I was so busy with homework. Also it's not tonight, it's tomorrow night"-. Yes, use school as an excuse. She would be so proud that I put my school work before my social life that she would say yes.

"This is a one time thing, ok? Next time you've to ask me in advance or I'll say no. Twenty-four hours isn't in advance and you know that baby"-. YES! It worked, I can go!

"Thank you mom! I love you!"

"Love you too Amy. See you at home".

● ● ●

"So do you have all your stuff?"- Gaby leaned on the locker door next to mine while watching how I took my Calculus book out of my locker, put it on my bag and put my science book back in the locker.

"Yeah, hot party outfit that my mom will burn if she sees it, toothbrush and pajamas"-. I had everything on a bag at the bottom of my locker, waiting to be used. We were going to finish our school day and then we were going straight up to Gaby's house, we would get ready there and then the party-. "I'm ready. How about you?"

"I have a slutty outfit waiting for me at home with some vodka shots"-. We laughed loudly, getting a few looks from people passing by but we easily ignored them.

"Is your mom going to be home tonight?"

"No, she's out of state till next Wednesday"-. We slowly started walking to our Math class, pushing our way through the full school hallway-. "So we're good, no more lies tonight if that's what's worrying you".

"I hate lying to them"-. I finally let out with a tired sigh. She laughed quietly, probably amused at how well she knew me and my rants-. "I know that's what people our age do but still, it makes me feel so bad. Like I'm a horrible daughter and I don't deserve them".

"Stop, we're both great daughters. We have great grades, we don't skip class and we don't do hard drugs. We can go out once in a while and have fun. White lies don't hurt anyone my love".

"Are we sure about that? I bet at some point someone almost died from a white lie"- The classroom was still half way empty as we sat on our regular seats.

"No we're not but it will be fine, we will be fine"-. She was definitely trying to make me stop overthinking, which wasn't working at all by the way. I should have bought my anxiety meds instead of just hoping.

"What are we talking about?"- A male voice behind us made me look back to where our friend, Steve Wade, was sitting. Skinny white boy with longish black hair, taller than us by a whole head, brown eyes, sweet voice and basic clothing style.

"The party tonight".

"Oh yes, are we going to that or...?"- He was madly in love with Gaby' who knew but ignored it, so anywhere we went he would follow us with a smile on his face.

"Yes we are"-. Gaby sounded so excited so I decided to ignore my doubts and anxiety. I'll do it for her. I'll lie to my mothers and stop overthinking for once.

"Do you wanna get ready with us? We're getting ready at Gaby's".

"Sure, am I driving us there?"- Steve was a year older than us so he had gotten his license and own car about a year ago. He usually drove us everywhere, which made me feel bad most of the time so I tried to give him gas money but he constantly refused-. "I'm not planning on drinking so..."

"That would be awesome"-. Gaby send him a kiss, making him blush and look down-. "Let's have some fun tonight babies!"

Original Characters:

Florence Pugh as Amelia Luthor-Danvers/ Astra-El (Kryptonian Name)

Jenna Ortega as Gabriela Alexandra Rojas

Finn Wolfhard as Steve Michael Wade

[kireimarkeu]

retrouvailles; l.mk

THIS IS A REPOST!!!!

Summary: counting down the days until you finally see your long-distance boyfriend.

Mark is a jerk at one point. Also noticed how I put skype when they were calling through the phone and ft through laptop LOL

word count: 5.7k

Also lets pretend we can use spotify in korea ok

--Day 98

(10:33PM) Cutie: you idiot

(10:33PM) Cutie: answer my call!! You loserrrr

(10:34PM) You: omg give me a second

(10:35PM) You: ffs jshkdmj

(10:35PM) Cutie: omg what are you doing

(10:35PM) Cutie: why are you taking so long

(10:37PM) You: GIVE ME A SECOND 

(10:37PM) You: im taking food

You plop onto your bed, placing the  plate of grapes on the mattress, resulting in some to topple out of the bowl. You quickly pop one in your mouth before turning on your laptop. 

Before you could even call Mark, he was already requesting a facetime with you. You immediately answered. 

“Finally,” your boyfriend huffs when the call was finally connected. 

You hum, your hands searching for more grapes that has dropped on your bed sheets, popping them in your mouth. 

“What are you eating?” he asks. 

“Grapes,” your voice came out muffled from chewing, but Mark understands. 

“That’s what took you so long?” he frowns, “I can cut a watermelon in 5 seconds,”

“I didn’t ask,” you bite back. 

Your boyfriend automatically raises his hand to flash his middle finger while you did the same back at him. 

“What time is it there?” you ask him with raised eyebrows. 

You were studying in Korea but because of the virus, you had to go back to Canada. You didn’t know how long you would be staying, but Mark had promised you that he would make it work. 

“Um,” he looks at the clock that was a hanging next to him, “it’s 2:30PM here,” he answers, looking back at you, “It’s about 11 there, right?”

You nod.

“Don’t you have class tomorrow?” Mark asks. 

Lucky for you, your classes has changed to the local timing in Canada. Meaning, you don’t need to stay up at ungodly hours for your classes. 

“I think I can wake up tomorrow,”

“Do you want me to call you?”

“Please,” you pout.

Mark scowls jokingly at you, “the things I do for my girlfriend,”

You giggle innocently at your boyfriend, “I love you,” you make a heart with your hands, grinning at your laptop. 

“Yeah, yeah,” he rolls his eyes. 

--Day 90

“Babe, look up,” you call. 

Mark looks up to see you holding your phone up, obviously filming him through the screen. 

“What?”

He could hear you grinning from behind your phone.

“Smile,” you instruct. 

He grins awkwardly while you let out a snort from behind the screen. You put your phone down, typing something before looking back up at your boyfriend. 

“What did you do?” 

You look up at him, biting back a smile— to which you failed, “go check Instagram,”

Mark immediately opens Instagram to see that you had posted something on your private Instagram. Only him and the members are following your private account since your relationship is still private. 

He clicks on the bubble to see a video of him that you had recorded. When he smiles, his face morphed into a horse from of the filter you were using. Mark couldn’t help but chuckle at the funny effect. 

“Okay, that’s kinda funny,” he admits. 

He looks back up at you to see you holding your phone in front of your face again, probably trying another filter on him again. 

“Is this another ugly filter, again?” whines your boyfriend. 

You laugh, your phone not covering your face anymore, “it’s not!”

“Don’t lie,”

Your giggles got louder, “it’s not! I swear!”

“Fine,” he huffs. He straightens his back and stares at the camera, waiting for you to finish recording. 

You put your phone down re-watching the video, chuckles leaving your lips. 

“What filter did you use?”

“It’s on my insta, baby,”

He looks down on his phone again to see that you have posted another story. He immediately clicks on it to see it was an NCT filter. 

‘Who is your NCT Bias?’  Was written on top of his head.

Mark waits for the filter to show the result. He grimaced when he got Jeno. He swipes up to reply to your story to send you a message. 

markleeee99 replied to your story: ewww

--Day 87

(1:18PM) mwark: hello baby

(1:20PM) you: wht im having class rn

(1:20PM) mwark: so

(1:25PM) you: i have class??? go away loser

(1:25PM) mwark: :( I just wanna talk to my girlfriend tho :/

(1:27PM) you: later

(1:27PM) mwark: nooo 

(1:33PM) you: omg youre an idol why are you so free

(1:34PM) you: go dance or rap or smth

(1:34PM) mwark: babyyyy

(1:35PM) you: im putting my phone on dnd

(1:35PM) mwark: nooo

(1:35PM) mwark: babe

(1:40PM) mwark: did you actually leave me D:

(1:40PM) mwark: ok whatev

(1:40PM) mwark: I was about to send you something but I guess I won’t now

(1:40PM) mwark: are you still ignoring me????

(1:41PM) mwark: omg babe I was jst joking I’ll send you some gifts

(1:41PM) mwark: booo u suck :(

--Day 81

This time, it was slightly different. Instead of your usual late-night calls through the computer, you had immediately skype him through your phone when you had received a package from Korea. 

“You got me something?” you ask loudly when your boyfriend answered your call. 

“Jeez, hello to you too, babe,” he rolls his eyes, “and yea, did it arrive?”

“What did you get me? And what type of shipping did you choose? It arrived so quickly,” 

The box was pretty heavy, so you had to put your phone down to place the huge box on the counter before bringing your phone back into view. 

“Express, I paid like extra,” Mark answers, eyeing you through the screen.

You click your tongue, opening the drawer to take out a knife, “stop wasting your money, you dumbass,”

Mark didn’t reply, instead he waits for you to open the package.

You let out a sigh, “what did you get me this time?”

You open the cardboard box, a navy-blue hoodie covering the top of it. You pull it out, looking at Mark who has a smile plastered on his face. 

“Is this your hoodie?!” you squeal, putting it on yourself.��

Your heart melt when the familiar scent fills your nostrils. It smells just like Mark. 

“Canada is getting cold isn’t it? Keep yourself warm, baby,”

You lean over to take everything out from the box. Mark had given you his half-used cologne that he uses on a daily.

“I bought a new one just so I could give you mine,” he tells you, a playful smirk on his lips. 

He had also packed some of your favourite Korean snacks, and some that you haven’t tried before. Along with some matching phone cases for the both of you. 

“Now I feel bad I didn’t get anything for you,” you frown., pulling the hoodie over your head.

“Don’t be,” he reassures you, “being able to see you is already enough,”

You scrunch your nose in disgust, “cringey, Mark-ie,”

“Fuck you,” he chuckles, flashing his middle finger at you. 

Your eyes widen when he cursed, “my mom’s home, you idiot!”

You laugh loudly when Mark’s eyes widen in surprise, both his hands covering his mouth. 

“Y/N?” you hear your mom call from the living room, “who are you talking to?”

Before you could even reply, your mother was walking towards you. 

“It’s Mark,” you answer as your mother got into frame to see Mark. 

“Mark! It has been a while, how’s Korea?”

Your boyfriend greeted your mom politely, a grin plastered on his face. Your mom was about to reach for your phone to talk to Mark, but you frown and pull away. 

“Noo, I wanna talk to Mark,”

You gathered the gifts Mark had given you in your arms before skipping up the stairs to your room, to spend the whole day (night for him) with him.

--Day 80

“Yo, Mark, there’s some food left outside, do you want it?” you heard Johnny ask from through the screen. 

Mark turns to look at the intruder, “knock next time, dude,” groans Mark. 

“Is that y/n?” 

Johnny suddenly enters the frame with a gummy grin, waving enthusiastically at you.

“Hi Johnny, how are you?” you smile, waving back at the older boy. 

Just when Johnny was about to get comfortable on Mark’s bed, your boyfriend let out string of whines, moving his phone until you could only see his cheeks. 

“Ah, that’s enough,” your boyfriend says in annoyance, “y/n is tired, goodnight, baby.”

You  couldn’t even reply because Mark had already ended the skype call. 

You pout, opening your messenger to send a text to your boyfriend. 

(7:35PM) You: heyyy why’d you end the call? ):

(7:36PM) Bubba: sorry

(7:36PM) Bubba: johnny was being annoying

(7:36PM) You: he wasn’t tho ):

(7:36PM) You: can we call again?

(7:38PM) Bubba: sorry angel

(7:38PM) Bubba: johnny wants me to go make music

(7:38PM) Bubba: later tonight?

(7:38PM) You: oky

(7:42PM) You: love u!

(7:42PM) Bubba: love u too 

(7:42PM) Bubba: <3

--Day 76

You were in the middle of facetiming mark when your phone vibrates from a text. You raise your eyebrows, thinking it was Mark. 

(12:11AM) Johnny: hey

(12:11AM) Johnny: I need to ask you something

(12:13AM) You: yeah?

(12:13AM) Johnny: is mark okay lately?

(12:13AM) You: he seems fine to me, why? Did something happen?

(12:14AM) Johnny: I don’t know if I should tell you about this

(12:14AM) Johnny: but

(12:14AM) Johnny: youre the only one who can probably help him

(12:14AM) You: help him with what?

You look up at your laptop to see that Mark’s eyes was still glued on his phone. Probably playing some games. 

(12:17AM) Johnny: he hasn’t been eating lately

(12:19AM) Johnny: he doesn’t really tell us stuff anymore so I was wondering you would’ve known something?

(12:22AM) You: oh

(12:22AM) You: he hasn’t told me anything

(12:23AM) You: I’ll talk to him about it

(12:25AM) You: thanks johnny :)

“Hey,” you jump at your boyfriend’s voice. You snap your head to look at your boyfriend who was already staring at you with curious eyes. “What are you so busy with?”

You clear your throat, shaking your head, tossing your phone to the side. 

“I wanna ask you something,” you say.

“Whats up?”

You scratch your head, unsure of how to put it into words without offending your boyfriend. You knew he hated being babied but you still want to care for him. He was your other half, after all. 

“Have you been eating well lately?”

You could sense Mark was stunned by the random question. He looks away from your wary eyes. 

“Who told you?”

“Mark—”

“It was Johnny wasn’t it?” he cuts you off in anger. “God damn it, this is why I don’t want you talking to my friends,”

Why was he making this such a big deal?

“Mark I was just asking a simple question, why are you acting this way?” you argued back. 

He shakes his head, threading his fingers through his black hair stressfully. 

“I need to go Y/N,” sighs your boyfriend, “Goodnight,”

“Mark—” you were too late. Mark had already ended the call. 

A heavy sigh left your lips as you lied down on your bed. 

You weren’t sure if you should text him or give him space. Should you apologize? Was it your fault for bringing it up?

After thinking for a while, you decided to send him a text. 

(8:33PM) You: hi baby. I was just asking because I was worried about you. I know you hate it when I baby you, but I’m just looking out for you. I didn’t mean to bother you

(8:33PM) You: please don’t blame your friends for this. 

(8:36PM) You: I’m sorry, okay?

(8:40PM) You: I just want you to eat healthily. I’m not there to take care of you and I just want you to be healthy.

(8:47PM) You: just text me whenever so we can talk this out

(8:57PM) You: goodnight, mark

--Day 75

(12:03PM) Lovey: hey

(12:03PM) Lovey: I was thinking and realised how selfish I acted towards you

(12:05PM) Lovey: I know you were just looking out for me and I was just wasn’t in the mood because of how stressful it has been

(12:05PM) Lovey: please don’t apologize. Its my fault

(12:15PM) You: why haven’t you been eating?

(12:15PM) Lovey: comeback

(12:15PM) Lovey: I’m trying to lose some cheeks for this comeback

(12:30PM) Lovey: sorry for worrying you

(12:31PM) You: whaa…

(12:33PM) You: but you know my favourite part of your face is your cheeks D:

(12:33PM) Lovey: :(

(12:33PM) You: will you start eating again?

(12:35PM) You: im not going to force you, mark. It’s really up to you. 

(12:35PM) Lovey: im eating right now

(12:35PM) You: what are you eating

(12:38PM) Lovey: cereal

(12:38PM) Lovey: and um some left over sushi from yesterday

(12:38PM) You: ohhh sounds delicious

(12:40PM) You: okay I wont disturb you anymore, have fun eating bby

As you were about to put your phone away but there was an incoming videocall from your boyfriend. A small chuckle left your lips as you answered the call.

­--Day 73

“Yo, did you see it?!” was the first thing Mark had asked you when you answered his call. 

You raise your eyebrows in confusion, sitting up from your laying position, “see what?”

“We just posted a new dance practice; did you not see it?” his eyes widen dismay. 

You shook your head, grabbing your laptop from the table, placing it on your lap, “nope, my phone was on dnd,”

“How did you answer my call, then?”

“You’re in my favourites dumbass,” 

You type in your password before searching YouTube and clicking on the video that your boyfriend was talking about. 

While watching the video, you placed your phone resting on the laptop so Mark could see your face. Throughout the whole video, you were singing softly to the song. 

“Did you see that?! Did you see it?” Mark suddenly yells through the screen during the dance break part. 

You jump a little, “what? What? What did I miss?”

He groans at you, “the bracelet! Johnny dropped it!”

“Huh?” you press the arrow to repeat it again and you noticed how Johnny’s bracelet fell while he was dancing. 

“Wait a little more, I picked it up! Like a professional!”

You waited a little longer and your boyfriend was right. While he was getting into position, your boyfriend had swept the bracelet in his hands. 

You grin, “proud of you, babe,”

You wanted to continue watching but your laptop started lagging from the terrible wi-fi. You groan in annoyance, pressing pause, hoping it would reload but it only hangs even more. 

“God damnit, this fucking wi-fi,”

“Should I buy you a router? Or a new laptop?” he jokes. 

--Day 71

(9:02PM) You: hey wanna call?

(9:02PM) You: today was so stressful I just wanna talk to you

(10:12PM) You: ahh you must be busy with comeback

(9:32PM) You: sorry babe! We’ll jst call tmr? :)

(9:33PM) You: love u! make sureee u drink lots of water <3

-Day 67

Mark lets out an aspirated sigh as he answers your facetime call. “What, Y/N?”

You frown at the way he greets you. He was moody probably because he just finished practicing. 

You could tell from how he was laying on his bed without a shirt on, or how he would repeatedly thread his fingers through his black locks. 

“I just wanted to talk to you,” you mumble out softly, your eyes softening, feeling guilty that you were disturbing him. 

You bit your lip anxiously when Mark simply sighs, rolling his eyes slightly, “should we just call another time?” 

He sighs once more, moving around until he lays on his side, “no, no, what’s up?”

You felt a little hesitant, unsure if he was being sarcastic or not. Mark wasn’t the type to approach something if he doesn’t like it, he would just go with the flow. 

You shook your head, laying back down onto your bed, “No, you’re tired and I shouldn’t be disturbing you right now.”

Mark opens his mouth but you cut him off, “Sorry, Mark. Goodnight.”

You quickly end the call with a heavy heart, throwing your phone next to you. You knew you shouldn’t be expecting an incoming call from your boyfriend, but you shamelessly waited for his specific ringtone. 

It did break your heart a little when you didn’t get any response from your boyfriend. 

That night, you had spent your time watching Netflix with tears rolling down your cheeks. 

-Day 62

“Y/N?”

A choked sob left your throat, your hands wiping the tears running down your cheeks. 

“Y/N? Are you okay?” Johnny’s voice filled your ears. 

You gulp as your heart clench painfully when you hear Mark’s laughter in the background. 

“Y/N, d-do you want me to pass the phone to Mark?”

“N-no,” you quickly say out, pausing a little. Hiccups leaving your lips, “d-don’t… please,”

“Okay?” Johnny replies in uncertainty, “Are you… okay? Should I beat Mark up?” he jokes. 

You couldn’t bring yourself to smile. “How is he doing?” you whisper, but Johnny could hear very clearly. 

You assumed that he had moved somewhere else since you can’t hear the boys screaming in the background. 

“Did something happen?” Johnny asks, “I’m not with them right now, so you can tell me.”

You remember the last time you had last talked to Mark.

It has been exactly 5 days since the both of you last texted— or even called. You weren’t sure why or how it happened. 

It had taken a big toll on you— you couldn’t focus during lessons and you had spent most of the nights wide awake, thinking what had gone wrong. You had contemplated multiple times whether you should send him a text, but every time you push yourself to say something, you would always remember how busy he is. 

“We haven’t been talking for a while,” you answer painfully, “but he’s doing fine, right?”

You hope he’s doing fine.

You hear Johnny lets out an agitated sigh, “Don’t worry Y/N, I’ll go talk to him, okay?”

“Just… don’t stress him out even more.”

“I won’t. Just… stop crying over him, okay?” he says, “Mark is an idiot, he’s not worth crying over.”

A small giggle leaves your lips, “you sound like a girl right now,”

-Day 61

(12:12AM) Mark: hey babe

(12:12AM) Mark: johnny just talked to me about what happened

(12:13AM) Mark: can we talk?

(12:45AM) You: okay

(12:45AM) Mark: great, I’ll call you

(12:45AM) You: no

(12:46AM) You: we’ll text

(12:46AM) You: here

You just know that you would be a sobbing mess once you hear Mark’s voice. 

(12:46AM) Mark: oh

(12:46AM) Mark: okay

(12:46AM) Mark: youre okay tho

(12:47AM) Mark: right

(12:52AM) You: mhm

(12:52AM) Mark: that’s great um

(12:52AM) Mark: i didn’t know you were feeling that way

(12:53AM) Mark: i’ve been so busy lately i forgot to text or call you

(12:53AM) Mark: and that is not your fault at all

(12:53AM) Mark: i shouldn’t be acting like that in the first place

(12:54AM) Mark: its just really hard with timezones and everything

(12:54AM) Mark: especially with the comeback and all

(12:54AM) You: what are you saying mark?

(12:55AM) Mark: what?

(12:58AM) You: are you breaking up with me?

(12:58AM) Mark: wat? no. what.

(12:58AM) You: wait so we’re not breaking up?

(12:58AM) Mark: what

(12:58AM) Mark: no of course not what are you saying?

(12:59AM) You: I DON’T KNOW 

(12:59AM) You: i thought you wanted to break up

(12:59AM) Mark: no I don’t want to what the fuck

(12:59AM) You: so we’re good now right?

-Day 51

 Soft melodies were playing in the background while the both of you were doing different things. 

You were sitting on your chair, your elbows pressing painfully against your desk, working on your homework diligently. Your phone was perched on your lamp, making sure Mark could see your face.

Your boyfriend was laying on his bed with a notebook laying in front of him, a pen in his hand while he thought of lyrics. He had his legs swinging back and forth behind him cutely. 

You exhale loudly as you re-read the same question over and over again. 

Mark immediately looks up, “you okay?”

You hum without even looking at him before you continued doing your work. 

Mark decides to leave you alone as to not distract you. He rests his cheek against his arm as he tries to think of another sentence to finish the song he was working on. 

His eyes slowly dart towards you who had their eyebrows furrowed cutely, a pout plastered on your lips, baby hairs littering against your forehead and cheeks. 

Without even realising, a small smile spreads across Mark’s lips. His breath slows down as he relaxed and stares at your figure. 

Multiple sentences that could be used as lyrics flooded through his head. He quickly sits up to write the flood of inspiration that was bursting through his veins. 

-Day 43

(2:53AM) boyfie: duuudee!!

(2:53AM) boyfie: vlive!!

(2:53AM) boyfie: quick!!!!!

(3:15AM) You: omg ok give me a sec

(3:15AM) You: I just woke up

With a yawn, you open the vlive app and click on the NCT127 page to enter the live your boyfriend was doing. 

‘Hi’ you type in the comment section. You stare at your boyfriend, scanning his facial expression to notice your comment. 

Exactly 5 seconds later, a huge grin spreads across his lips as he looks up at the camera to wave. 

It eased you to know that he was waving at you, for you. Maybe you were being selfish, but you were glad that Mark was yours. Although it does get on your nerves when you see your friends post about how much he loves your boyfriend. 

‘mark is so handsome’ you typed. 

Unfortunately, Mark didn’t notice your comment, but Donghyuck did. Donghyuck nudges your boyfriend, who immediately responded, turning to look at him. 

His friend showed him your comment, which your boyfriend immediately smiles to. 

‘I love mark lee so much!!!’

A few seconds later Mark creates a small heart at the camera before looking away with crimson red cheeks. 

-Day 38

“So you and Mina, huh?” you say bitterly, rolling your eyes. 

You were referring to the interaction between the two when Mina was leaving music bank. You might’ve been slightly jealous of the chemistry between the two, especially when all the fans would ship the both of them.

Mark can only watch you in amusement, a small smile playing along his lips. 

“Is she better than me?” you say sarcastically, clicking your tongue, 

You envied their friendship. Someone who was merely a friend was able to see your boyfriend so easily. 

His face softens, “you know she’s not like that, baby,” his tone was soft, easy to persuade you. 

Baby. You wanted to scoff at that. He only used that term when he was trying to win your heart. 

You huff, crossing your arms violently. “You’re always with her!”

He chuckles, looking down at his phone before looking back up at you quickly.

You pout at the boy through the screen, “you love me more, right Mark?”

He sarcastically rolls his at your question. What kind of question was that?

His face scrunches in disgust, “Firstly, I don’t even love Mina that way, babe,” he tells you, “and secondly, the only person I love you, alright? So stop being jealous you wimp.”

“Wimp?” you scoff, “and you’re my boyfriend?”

“Hey! What’s that supposed to mean?” 

Just as you were about to respond to him, your phone vibrated with a notification. You look down and gaped. 

_happiness_o wants to send you a message.

“Mark…”

You unlocked your phone to see the message that Mina was trying to send you.

“You told her?!” you exclaimed, looking up at your boyfriend who was stifling  his laughter. “Mark! Why would you do that?!” you whine, throwing your phone next to you. 

“In my defence, I didn’t tell her to send you a text,” he says, “I was just talking about how cute you were being!”

-Day 22

You were laying on your side, deep in a slumber while Mark stares at you lovingly. 

Your cheek pressed cutely against your pillow which made your lips pout cutely. The little pieces of hair adorning your temples and cheeks only made Mark want to push it back against your ear. Something he would do every time you were sleeping with him. 

He suddenly got an idea and fishes out his phone, searching a filter that he had saved for this particular moment.

He clicks on the filter, waiting for it to load for a moment, before adjusting the angle so the filter could scan his face properly. Once he was sure it won’t budge, he presses record. 

‘your soulmate is sleeping right now’

A sad smile adorns his lips, looking at you through the screen. He flips the camera, zooming into your sleeping form then ending the video. 

Mark was quite hesitant to post it since he was never the type to post about his relationship with you. But these past few days has been hitting him differently. 

He missed you so much, he swore he could go crazy. He had spent another unreasonable amount on you again. He couldn’t even sleep because you were always stuck on his mind.

He bit his lip anxiously before posting the video on his Instagram story. He noticed how your phone vibrated right when it was uploaded— you had his notifications on.

-Day 15

“So it’s gonna be forever~” you sing loudly, pointing your hairbrush to Mark who was laughing loudly through the screen. 

“Or it’s gonna go down in flames…” he sings off tune. 

While you were busy singing and dancing from all Taylor Swift’s song, Mark had stealthily recorded you with his phone to upload them on his private Instagram. 

‘idiot. But my idiot’ he captioned before tagging you and posting it on his page. 

“Sing with me, Mark!” you shout, looking at your boyfriend. “Cherry lips, crystal skies, I could show you incredible things,” you sang, pointing at Mark. 

Your boyfriend blushes when he realizes you were singing to him. 

You cough loudly before clearing your throat after blaring out lyrics to Taylor swift. You reach for your cup of water before gulping it down. 

“What song should we sing to next?” you ask, scrolling down through you and Mark’s playlist. The both of you had shared one account ever since he found out the both of you shared the same music taste. 

“Should we do a rap?” he suggests. 

You smirk up at him, “oooh, because you’re a rapper, huh? Okay, okay.”

You thumb press on ‘Beauty and a Beat’ by Justin Bieber and Nicki Minaj. 

“I’m a better rapper than you, Mark Lee,” you shout at your boyfriend before rapping to Nicki Minaj’s part. 

It was so adorable at how you stumbled over some words, or when you had your eyebrows furrowed trying to rap to the lyrics.

At this moment, Mark thought you were the most beautiful girl in the world. You had your hair tied up in the ugliest bun he has ever seen, but you looked so adorable, especially in the huge t-shirt you were wearing. But most importantly, the huge grin plastered on your lips and tint of red adorning your cheeks, puts a smile on Mark’s face.

Right when the song has ended, you let out a tired sigh, lying against your bed. 

“Am I better than you, Markie?”

He bit back a smile and nodded, “you should replace me in NCT, babe,”

You pretend to think, “I should, shouldn’t I?”

-Day 7

You were talking about Mark about your friend who had pissed you off earlier today.

He shrugs, “honestly, I saw that coming. I never liked her,”

You groan, throwing your head back, “I know right,” you stress, “I should’ve listened to you,”

Mark rests his cheek against his palm, “so what are you going to do?”

You pout, “I don’t know. What should I do, Mark?”

Your boyfriend hums, thinking for a while, “I think it’s best if you cut her off. She doesn’t deserve you, babe.”

You let out an aspirated sigh, frowning. “she was just a close friend…” you trailed off sadly. 

“I know, baby,” he coos, “but your mental health is important too.”

Your eyes widen cutely, “I love you,”

That caught your boyfriend off-guard, his eyes widen in awe. “w-what, don’t be weird!” he sputters out.

“You’re weird!” you bite back. 

-Day 3

“Mark,” you call out, your boyfriend immediately humming. “I learnt a new tiktok dance,”

He raises his eyebrows. He has never downloaded Tiktok but he knows how much you love the app. Most of the time the both of you were calling, you would be scrolling through the app, sending him links of videos that you found funny. 

It was a secret: Mark never actually watches the video. But you do not need to know that. 

“Show me, baby,”

You stood up, adjusting your laptop in a decent position. You reach for your phone to play the music before you started dancing. 

Mark recognized the song as Savage. It was a song that Taeyong would constantly play. 

Your boyfriend’s eyes widen in bewilderment, amazed at how good you were at dancing.

“Woah, woah,” he gapes when you started throwing back. 

When the song ended, you ambled towards your laptop, “how was it? Was I good? Was I as good as Taeyong and Johnny?”

He rolls his eyes at that, “do you do it to other people?”

“What?”

“The throwing back thing,”

Ah. He was jealous. 

You shrug, looking away from his intense gaze, “I don’t know. I was planning to ask some of my friends about their opinion.”

“Y/N,” he says sternly.

“I was joking! Jeez. You’re such a party pooper.” 

-Day 2

You laid on your side, your arm supporting your head. A movie was playing on your laptop screen but you could only stare at Mark’s face. 

He was busy laughing at one of the scenes but you couldn’t focus from his handsome face. 

He was wearing the ugly black glasses that he chose a few weeks ago, but he still looked so good in your eyes. His black hair was styled messily from laying around.

“Babe, are you watching?” his eyes widen cutely after sensing how quiet you were being. 

“I am,” you mumble out, but your eyes never leaved your boyfriend’s screen.

“Okay,” he whispers, resting his body as he continued watching the movie that was played on the screen. 

At this moment in time, you wanted to tell Mark how much you love him. You wanted to smother him in kisses.

“Mark,” you called. You realise how he had paused the movie that was playing to listen to you. “I love you,” you tell him. 

Mark was frozen for a second, confused yet flustered by your sudden confusion. He smirks, playing the movie, “weirdo. I love you too, you cutie.”

-Day 1

(11:01PM) bub: babyyyy hiiiii

(11:01PM) bub: wanna call ;)

(11:05PM) bub: hello why r u not replying

(11:05PM) bub: it’s only 11 there

(11:10PM) bub: I know youre not asleep babe

(11:10PM) bub: arghhh

(11:10PM) bub: are you asleep????

(11:10PM) bub: :(

(11:10PM) bub: well ok gn bb I’ll talk to you tmr

(11:10PM) bub: love youuuu

D-DAY

You were laying on Mark’s bed restlessly, waiting for your boyfriend to reach his dorm. When you heard the door unlock, a grin spread across your lips when you saw your boyfriend walk in. 

“Hi Mark,” you greet, waving at your boyfriend.

Mark looks up at you and nods, “hi y/n,” he says back before turning the other way to go to the bathroom.

You bit back a smile quietly, giving him a minute to realise. You quietly stood up by the bed to amble towards your boyfriend.

“Wait,” he pauses, turning around slowly, his eyes widening at the sight of you walking up to him, “w-what? Is this real? y/n?”

You smile at him, spreading your arms, waiting for him to tackle you in a hug. “I’m here, baby.”

“Oh my god,” he breathes out before rushing towards you to pull you against his chest. “You’re here, oh my god,”

You rest your head on his chest, wrapping your arms tightly around his waist. You’ve missed the moment for so long. For more than 3 months, you had to live without Mark’s presence.

He pulls you away, his hand gripping your shoulder tightly. “How— what are you doing here?!” he exclaims. 

Your cheeks were hurting from smiling so much, “to see you, of course!”

“You surprised me!” he exclaims, pulling you in for another hug, “oh my god, you scared me so much, I love you so much. When did you get here? You didn’t answer my texts yesterday!”

“I love you too and I was in the plane, I couldn’t text you back,” you reply, however your voice was muffled by the black cotton shirt he was wearing. You pull away, looking up at him, “are you not going to kiss me?” you asked abruptly.

He looks down at you with wide eyes, “w-what. That is so sudden, don’t say that!” he stutters out, looking away from you. 

You pout at him, wrapping your arms around his neck, “what? I came all the way here, didn’t get enough sleep just to see my boyfriend but he won’t kiss me?”

He scowls at you, his arm dropping to rest around your waist. He leans down to connect both your lips. You felt your heart spark when you felt his lips graze against yours. 

You didn’t even realise you were pulling him down even more to kiss him deeper. Mark’s grip on your waist tightened, pulling you even closer. 

“Ah, the kids have finally met,” you heard someone say from behind you two. 

Mark and you pull away breathlessly, his lips tinted a bright shiny red. The both of you turn around to see Taeil standing at the door. 

Your boyfriend whines, “Go away, Hyung,”

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Burn XIV (Stark!Reader)

XIV: Family Business

Fandom: Marvel (MCU)

Type: series

Prompt/Summary: Family is not just blood.

Pairing(s): Peter Parker x Stark!reader, Tony Stark x daughter!reader

PREVIOUS CHAPTER

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The next morning you somehow found yourself a tangle of arms and legs with Peter. 

After the initial wariness of your surroundings faded you were still finding it hard to believe this was all real you relaxed into him again. You pushed your face into his chest and breathed in his calming scent as his strong arms unconsciously tightened around you. 

Your eyes slipped closed again and you were almost asleep again when the light sliding of the door opening could be heard. 

You hoped they’d go away once they saw you were both asleep but there was no such peace with the Avengers.

“Aww look at how cute they are. You owe me five bucks Sam,” Natasha spoke.

“No you owe me, I said they’d be attached at the hip within 12 hours and you said 20,” you could practically hear the smirk in his voice.

“Okay, but I said 8 so, both of you pay up,” Bucky interrupted and it took everything in you not to look at them and roll your eyes. 

You could hear the exchange of money and Bucky’s over-enthused “Thank you,” in reply.

Peter groaned beside you and held you closer, “You guys are way too loud,” he told them, eyes still closed.

“And you’re way too stingy, can’t we see her too?” Nat said and you giggled a little at that, effectively blowing your cover.

“She’s up!” Sam said and you and Peter both sat up, rubbing at your eyes and stretching.

“She wants to go back to sleep,” you told them and they laughed lightly.

“No time for that. Time for hugs,” Nat said, coming to your side of the bed. 

Meanwhile, Peter got out of the bed and told you he’d be back with breakfast before kissing your cheek. The simple action made you giddy.

“Bleh,” Bucky fake gagged as Peter left and he and sam sat in his now vacant spot.

You hugged each of them tight, you hadn’t realized how much you missed everyone. 

“So lover boy was here all night, huh?” Sam asked wiggling his eyebrows as if he didn’t know the answer.

“Yes he was, we talked and we slept and I will take no more questions,” you crossed your arms over your chest. 

“That better be it,” Bucky said but there was no threat in his voice that warranted concern.

“Gosh, you’re really showing your age today aren’t you Buck?” Nat teased before turning to you. “Earlier he asked me what an AirPod was,” she laughed and you laughed with her.

“And here I thought you were getting the hang of this new fangled century,” you told him.

“Listen I’m trying okay, everything is so fancy for no reason,” he sulked and you laughed again.

“Seriously though kid, how are you?” Sam questioned and they all looked at you expectantly.

“In one piece,” you said honestly. “Some scrapes and bruises and a cut on the back of my neck that’ll probably scar but I’m alive,” you smiled.

“Was it a shock device?” Bucky asked darkly.

You hesitated before answering, “Yeah.”

Bucky’s metal arm flexed as he balled his hand into a fist, “I’ll fucking kill those HYDRA assholes one day.”

You placed a hand on top of his fist, “Hey,” he looked up at you, “I’m alright. Thanks to all of you I’m here and breathing. I love you guys.” 

Before you knew it they pulled you into a hug and you held back tears giving you their own declarations of love. When Peter came back in with food they all decided to let you eat in peace with your boyfriend. Peter told you the doctors would be here around one and in the meantime, you’d probably get several visitors. 

All too soon, he had to leave for the city, there was only so much school he could avoid without the possibility of not graduating on time. He left with a promise returning that evening and a soft kiss on your lips. 

Before anyone new came in you asked FRIDAY to call your mom downstairs. She helped you shower and change into sweats and one of Peter’s shirts with a wink. She told you that she would have stayed longer but Morgan would be waking up for the day soon. 

Your dad stopped by for a little after she left and after Sam and Bucky blew something up he also had to leave.

The next ones to walk through the door were Steve and Rhodey.

“Well if it isn’t two of my favorite soldiers,” you smiled as they walked in.

“As long as I’m the number one favorite I accept,” Rhodey said before gathering you into his arms for a tight hug.

When he let go Steve was next, “Keep dreaming Rhodes.” 

“Well I would tell you who my favorite was if I thought it wouldn’t hurt your feelings,” you told them as they had taken the same positions as everyone else and sat on either side of you.

“C’mon now Y/N you wouldn’t want to give the old man a heart attack.”

Steve rolled his eyes.

“Anyways, how are you Y/N?” Steve asked.

“Good, healing, y’know? Seems like it’ll be a long process but I feel better than I did when I first woke up last night.”

“I’m glad to hear it, we’re only going up from here.”

“Definitely, by the way, I haven’t seen Thor, Clint, or Bruce today.”

“Thor is off-world, apparently whatever HYDRA used to brainwash Harley is similar to the mind stone so he’s trying to get it out ahead of it,” Steve told you.

“Clint had to run home, Laura is going to give birth soon and Bruce should be by later with your other doctors,” Rhodey finished.

“Ah got it. I cant wait for little Y/N to be born,” you said.

“Yeah because Barton is definitely gonna want to name is kid after the girl who put retractable grates in the vents to mess with him,” Rhodey rolled his eyes.

“Well he shouldn’t have tried to prank me on my own turf.”

“Everywhere is your turf,” Steve said.

You grinned, “Exactly.”

Steve hesitated before speaking again and his face became solemn, “Listen I’m sorry that I couldn’t do more for you that night.”

“So am I, we’re family, I should have protected you,” Rhodey added. They both let their heads hang low.

You took one of each of their hands into you, “You guys, look at me,” they obeyed, “I’m so incredibly happy right now you have no idea. A lot went wrong but I’m okay, even if I do have to spend a couple extra days in here.”

They both smiled at you and things felt okay again. They stayed for a little while longer leaving you with words of encouragement before you were once again left alone.

However, you weren’t suffocating the way you had been at HYDRA. You asked FRIDAY to project the water by the compound onto the right wall, it felt like you could finally release all the tension in your body.

Before you knew it your eyes slipped closed and you fell asleep.

——

You were awakened again by the sound of the door opening, this time Bruce and your dad walked in with —

“Well this is quite the surprise,” you said smiling.

“How could I not visit my favorite fire-wielding hero,” he spoke and made his way over to bring you into a tight hug.

Bruce hugged you next with a smile and then went over to one of the machines you had unhooked when you first woke up. Your dad gave you a kiss on the forehead and then stood beside the other scientist.

“To what do I owe the pleasure Doctor Strange?” You asked.

“You know me,” He took a seat next to you on the bed, “I love popping in and out but after I heard what happen I made sure your dad kept me in the loop. I know magic stuff keeps me busy but I am still your Godfather,” he told you.

“Mystical Godfather,” Tony threw in, “A totally made up title.”

Strange rolled his eyes and silently mocked your dad, “Still a title.”

“Debatable.”

You laughed lightly at their childishness.

“In all seriousness though, your dad ordered a full workup. He said your flames turned purple and wanted to make sure it didn’t damage your body in a non-tradition sense,” he told you and you nodded.

“So I only get a visit if my life at risk?” You asked overdramatically, throwing a hand to your forehead, “You wound me.”

“Haha, very funny. Now sit up straight while I work my … magic,” he said.

“Booo, your jokes have gotten worse since Christine got pregnant,” However, you sat up straight as he stood.

Strange was quick to begin in a flash of warm light symbols surrounded you, several of them had even went in and out of your body. 

After a few minutes, he was finished and the light and symbols faded away. His face was littered with mixed emotions.

“What is it?” You asked, concerned.

“Are you alright?” Strange asked and the question grabbed the attention of Bruce and Tony.

You were confused, “I mean aside from some injuries that might scar I feel fine.”

“Tired? Weak? Foggy mind?” Strange asked.

“Barely, it was bad when I first woke up though. What does that have to do with anything?”

“Part of what a ‘full workup’ is is looking into your soul or aura and it seems like whatever happened when you released those purple flames caused a hole,” Strange explained. 

The room was silent. All three men looked at you anxiously as you sat in shock, you weren’t sure what to say.

“So a piece of he is just poof! Gone?” Tony asked, bewildered at the idea.

“It’s a small piece but essentially, yes. There’s a chance it may come back over time but things like this are usually done only in dire situations of stress or emotional turmoil.”

“Well my situation checks all the boxes,” you said quietly to yourself.

It was then that tour father decided to move from his spot beside Bruce and wrap an arm around your shoulders. 

“Are you alright?” He asked.

“I think so, this is just a lot to process.”

He nodded and the room fell into silence once again.

“Well on the bright side,” Bruce spoke up, “It seems the damage Hydra did to your powers was temporary. If your readings are correct, you should be at 100% in no time,” he finished with a comforting smile.

“Thanks, Bruce. That actually does make me feel a little better,” you smiled with him.

After that Bruce ran a couple more tests and then the three men were gone again. However, your father did leave you your phone which you were beyond grateful for. You were playing a random game on it when Dr. Evans came to give you a quick check-up and update before leaving. 

You had a few more hours of peace before your next visitor decided to show their face, it had to be well after sunset by now. 

There were two knocks on your door and you replied for them to come in. You locked your phone and placed it on your bed as he entered and for some reason seeing him made you lose your breath.

“Harley,” you whispered.

•

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Subscribe - Part 3

Summary: (Modern AU) Peter was your college sweetheart until a certain event led to your break up. Seven years later another event brings you two back together, but this time a little girl is in the picture. Will listening to your podcasts be the reason you two get back together or be another reason to keep you apart?

Pairing: Peter Quill x Reader

Word Count: 2752

Warnings: Swearing

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Peter woke up early and decided to make a big breakfast for Meredith like Yondu used to do for him. He started the coffee maker and connected his phone to the surround sound. Music flowed through the speakers making Peter sing along to the lyrics. A stool skidding across the floor behind him made him grin. He swayed his hips a little more and sang a little bit louder using the spatula as a microphone. A quiet giggle escaped from Meredith, encouraging him to continue. He started busting out his best dance moves as he spun around in a circle and stopped holding the spatula out to Mer. She didn’t sing, but she giggled, shaking her head at him. When the song ended, he bowed while Mer applauded him.

“Good morning, darlin’?” She glared at him with a look of disgust, forcing one of the corners of his mouth to quirk up. He would find a great nickname for her soon, but he had to test the waters with a few.  “Coffee?” He held up his mug.

“I don't drink coffee? I'm only 7 and 3 quarters.”

“Seven and 3 quarters, huh, well now you’re making me feel old,” he huffed. “How about breakfast then?” She nodded, shooting him a toothy grin. “So, what do you want to do today?” He made her a plate and handed it to her.

“Can we go visit my mom?”

“We will, I promise, but how about we do something before then? What do you say?” She shrugged, playing with the food on her plate.  “How about the museum?”

“Mommy was going to take me there.”

“I hate to take that away from her.” He bit his bottom lip trying to come up with something fast. “Um...how about we go to the park for ice cream?” Her eyes flashed to him as she started shaking her head, yes. “I have to run into work this morning for a meeting, but we can go after.”

“Awesome,” she exclaimed, biting into her breakfast.

_________

Arriving at the studio, he was nervous to tell his co-workers about his seven-and-three-quarters-year-old daughter he had with YN. Bucky would be surprised, Nat wouldn’t know what to think, and Mantis loves children. He held the door open for Meredith to walk in first.

“Good morning, Mantis,” Peter greeted as he approached her desk. She smiled at him and then her eyes connected with the little girls next to him.

“Oh my god, you are so cute. You make me want to die.” Mantis rushed around the desk to kneel in front of her holding out her hand. “I am Mantis.”

“I am Meredith,” she replied, shaking her hand as a strange expression graced the lady’s features.

“Peter, is this your daughter?”

Peter never understood how she could detect certain things without even so much as an introduction. “Yes, she is. I found out yesterday, but could you do me a favor and watch her until I’m done with my meeting. It shouldn’t be longer than an hour.”

“Of course, have a good meeting boss,” She grinned, glancing between Mer and him before returning to her chair to answer the phone.

“Mantis is going to keep an eye on you while I get some work done then we can go on our adventure. How does that sound?”

“Great! Can I look around here?”

“Yes. Have fun but not too much fun though.” Peter gave her a thumbs up, walking backwards to his office. She giggled and dashed out of his view. He shook his head, stepping into his office to get ready for his meeting.

Mer strolled through the hallways looking at all the bands and records hanging on the walls. Her dad made music, and some of these bands were her favorites like Mouse Rat and Howling Commandos. She opened the door to one of the rooms making her mouth dropped open at the sight of the recording booth and the colorful soundboard. She hopped onto the chair, spinning around a few times before scooting over to the soundboard and running her hands across it.

“Little girl, I don’t think you’re allowed to be in here?” A guy advised, making Meredith jump. She shifted around in the chair and rested her chin on the back of it. The guy had long dark hair, a scruffy beard, and a tattoo covering his left arm.

“It’s okay, my dad said I could.”

“Did he? And who might your dad be, little girl?” He questioned, taking a sip from his coffee cup.

“Peter Quill,” Meredith responded, forcing the man to spit out his coffee and start coughing. She held her mouth shut tight trying not to laugh, but it didn’t stop her whole body from shaking.

“Is that right?” He asked, clearing his throat after getting his coughing under control. He wandered towards her and crouched down in front of the soundboard. “What might your name be?”

“Meredith. What’s yours?”

“Bucky. Are you having fun messing with my soundboard?”

“Yes, but what do all these buttons do?” Meredith asked, motioning her hand over it.

“Well, let me show you.” Bucky reached up to push a button when someone walking through the door made him stop and turn around.

“Bucky, you will not believe who sent me another demo.” Meredith peeked behind her to see a woman with red hair flipping through a stack of CDs.

“Let me guess, the Parker kid from Queens still trying to get his girlfriend signed.”

“Yeah, do you think I should….” the redhead stopped mid-sentence and narrowed her eyes at the little girl in the chair. “Who might you be?”

“My name is Meredith.”

“She’s Quill's daughter,” Bucky chimed in, forcing Nat's eyes to go wide.

“Hi, my name is Natasha, but you can call me Nat.”

“Hello. I like your hair.” Meredith stuck out her hand, and Nat smirked shaking it.

“Since when does Quill have a daughter?” She inquired, arching her brow.

“He found out about me yesterday.”

“Is that so? Who is your mom?”

“YN.”

“Wait, YN as in YN LN?” Bucky pressed with the questions as Mer nodded.

“Can you show me what some of these buttons do now?” Nat and Bucky exchanged a bewildered look before Bucky agreed to show her what they do.

_____

Peter stepped out of his office when he heard laughter coming from the recording studio. He walked into the room and grinned at the scene in front of him. Meredith was braiding Bucky’s hair while he sat on the floor in front of the couch.

“What is your favorite animal?” Nat pried, smiling at Bucky interacting with her.

“Raccoons, but they are not pets my mom says,” Meredith responded, sticking out her tongue to concentrate on braiding.  

“What animal would you want as a pet?”

“A puppy.”

“Maybe you’ll get one for your birthday,” Bucky suggested with a half shrug.

“I don’t know about that,” Peter retorted, leaning against the doorway with his arms across his chest.

“Ahhh, dad’s here to ruin all the fun,” Bucky complained, leaning his head back and rolling his eyes. Mer giggled at him and poked him on the nose.

“Booo,” Nat hackled, throwing some of her bagel at Peter.

Mer tied off Bucky’s last braid and tapped him on the shoulder. He pulled out his phone to get a better look at his new dew.  “This looks great, Mer. I'm leaving it like this all day,” he smirked at her, running his hand through a few stands of his braided locks.

“Thank you, Bucky,” she said, wrapping her arms over his shoulders squeezing him into a hug. Bucky placed his hands over hers and squeezed as a caring smile graced his features. Nat couldn’t stop the adoring smile from appearing on her face.

“Are you ready to go on our adventure, monkey?” Meredith caught Peter's eye and shook her head at the nickname; there was another one to cross off the list.

“Almost, I have to grab my stuff.” She sprinted out of the room and Peter watched her with a lopsided smirk on his face. He turned back to Nat and Bucky who were both wearing the same amused expression on their faces.

“What?”

“You and YN have a daughter together,” Nat marveled. “Care to elaborate?”

“I’ll explain it all later. You two girls have fun!” Peter waved, heading out the door and down the hallway.

“What the hell are you talking about Quill? I look fabulous,” Bucky shouted down the hall.

“Bye dad,” Nat yelled, cupping her hands around her mouth.

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Hiking along the path in the park, Meredith and Peter finished off their ice cream cones. Peter snickered at Meredith’s sticky hands as she put the last piece of the cone in her mouth. Peter handed her an extra napkin, and she giggled cleaning the sticky residue from her hands.

“I started listening to your mom's podcast, and I’m learning a lot about...”

“...the ‘dad stuff,’” she finished for him.

“Trying,” he breathed a soft chuckle as she took his hand in her. It didn’t seem like a big gesture to a passerby, but it made his smile a little bit wider and his heart a little more fuller.  

“Sometimes she talks about you on there.”

“Really, what does she say?”

“Good things.” She shrugged, swinging their connected hands back and forth. “She never uses your real name though. It’s always your nickname.”

“My nickname. Shit, I don't even remember it.” He scratched his head with his free hand. “Sorry, never say shit. Sorry, it's a bad word.”

She grinned, shaking her head. “I know. Mommy says it whenever she drops things. She says I am not allowed to say it till I get older.”

“Have to say I agree with your mother on that one.”

“Do you think we will see any animals here?” Meredith asked as they entered the nature hike trail.

“Use your imagination. Look--” he pointed behind her “--a baby deer.” She turned around, letting go of his hand, but doesn’t see anything and stares back at him confused. “Come on, look harder.” She looked back in the same spot, and her whole face lit up.

“I see it, he is so cute. He looks like Bambi.” They walked a little further up the path when she comes to a quick stop, and her eyes went wide. “Don’t move. There is a huge tiger behind you.”

“How big is the tiger?” He mumbled, trying not to move his mouth.

Mer stretched her arms as far as they could go. “Bigger than this.”

His eyes widened in fear as he jumped forward, holding his hand against his chest. “That scared me. Did you hear it growl at me?” She giggled as her eyes filled with wonder. “It was so loud. Wooo--” he wiped his brow “--I am glad it ran off.”

They continued up the path until the reached the waterfall at the end. Peter took out his phone, snapping a few pictures of them together as they watched the waterfall flow over the cliff before heading back on the nature trail. Meredith skipped ahead, and Peter noticed something in her hair.

“Hey, wait up, you got something in your hair.” Peter rushed to catch up with her, and she stopped.

“Is it a bug? Ahhh...get it out…GET IT OUT,” she screamed, patting the top of her head.

“No, it's just a twig.” He picks it out, handing it to her with a smirk. “Here you go, Twig.” She grinned, taking it in her hands and skipping ahead once again; that nickname is a keeper.

________

Peter walked up to the nurse's station with Mer holding on tight to his hand. She was scared, but why wouldn’t she be? It was hard enough for an adult to watch a parent fight for their life, let alone a little girl.

“Good afternoon, how may I help you?” the nurse asked, glancing up from her computer.

“We’re here to see YN LN,” Peter answered. “The doctors told us we could see her today.”

“Of course.” The nurse nodded, typing into her computer. “She is in room 423, but I’ll page her doctor, and she’ll take you up to see her.”

“Thank you.”

“Thanks, nurse lady,” Meredith replied, pulling her dad towards the waiting room chairs. Meredith sat down, and Peter took the seat next to her. She fidgeted in her seat as they waited for the doctor.

“It’s going to be okay, Twig,” Peter reassured, placing his hand on her shoulder.

“I know.”

Peter looked up to see a doctor dressed in teal scrubs approach them. “Good afternoon, I don’t think we met, but I’m Dr. Palmer. Are you YN’s husband?”

“Ah…no. It’s complicated.” Peter shrugged, standing up to shake her hand and introduce himself. She nodded then glanced down to Meredith.

“Are you ready to see your mom, Meredith?”

“Born ready,” Meredith replied, hopping off her chair as Dr. Palmer led the way. 

Peter's eyes couldn’t help but wander around the hospital as they followed behind Dr. Palmer. He never liked seeing the plain white walls or the boring pastel art hung up in each room. He hated the chemical smell in the air, and how it sent this nauseous feeling to the pit of his stomach every time he took a deep breath. It brought back too many bad memories, and he hoped Meredith wouldn’t have to experience the same feeling he went through all those years ago.

Dr. Palmer stopped outside your open door. “I want to inform you both, YN might not look like the YN you remember, but she is the same person.”

“It’s okay, I’ve watched enough medical shows I could do a tra-tray-trach-tracheotomy,” Meredith stuttered, shooting Dr. Palmer a wink.

“In that case, go on in smartypants,” she grinned, stepping away from the door.

Meredith ran into the room and headed straight to your bedside. Peter took a step into the room, but Dr. Palmer stopped him in the doorway. “I wanted to inform you her condition is still the same, but we are hopeful she will improve within the next few days.”

“Me too.”

“If you have any questions. I would be happy to answer them, but you should really get in there.”

“Thank you, Dr. Palmer.” She nodded, leaving him.

He walked into the room, and his breathing stopped. Your body looked so pale and fragile like if he touched you, he would break something. You were always the strong-willed woman that could knock him down a notch when he got cocky, but you looked so different. He stepped closer to you regaining his breath and noticed there were a few bruises and scrapes covering your arms and face, but you were still beautiful. If it wasn’t for the tube sticking out of your mouth, it would look like you were sleeping instead of fighting for your life. You needed to make it through this, Meredith needed you. He needed you.

“Hi, mommy. You won’t believe who is here,” she grinned at him over her shoulder. “Daddy, Mommy. Daddy came. He is so cool, just like you said. I met him, and I love him already.”

Peter felt his heart quicken and tingle at her words. She never called him Daddy or said those three special words up until this point, and he realized Mer wanted to wait until you were with them. He felt the corners of his mouth turn up into a loving smile as Meredith told you everything they did today. She told you about his studio, eating lunch and ice cream in the park, and going on a nature hike to see the waterfall. She didn’t leave out a single detail and Peter was surprised with how much she remembered. He didn’t even remember what he ate for breakfast.

____

Peter and Gamora worked out a scheduling system within the next couple days. Gamora dropped her off at school while Peter picked her up and took her to the studio. He'd try to help her with her homework, but it turned out Nat was much better at it than he was. Other times, he took Mer to see you in the hospital. On one of their visits, he took her to the gift shop and bought her a coloring book to help brighten up your room. Everyday Mer finished her homework, she’d color a few pages and hang them in your room the next day.

With five days passing since the accident, the doctors were seeing improvements in your condition. They removed the breathing tube, and they were confident you’d wake up in the next few days. Meredith believed it was all her doing because of all the colorful pictures hanging on the walls. Gamora and Peter agreed that it was by far the best artwork in the hospital.

Peter appreciated Gamora allowing him to spend time with Mer. It gave him the chance to get to know her and learn what he missed out on. With each day they spent together, Peter realized how much he wanted to be involved in her life.

_____

AN: Awww...more adorable father-daughter moments. What did you all think of the nickname Peter gave Meredith? I thought it would be kind of cute and it's a cool easter egg. Next week, yall will finally hear (technically read) a podcast episode, so get ready! Thanks for reading and comments always appreciated!

[sirenfromthelostcity]

The Best Mistake Pt. 3: Championships And Diamond Ponies

Never in a million years would you have thought that you'd become best friends with a man like Delsin Rowe. Not that it's a bad thing, but very different from most things you've done. Certainly you never imagined you'd be filling your bag with rolls of tape and cutting out stencils late at night, all in preparation for an illicit art piece with a certain Akomish friend. Maybe that's what drew you in. Delsin isn't like any other person you've met before, he’s different. He is lively, exciting, bold, outspoken, creative, he is everything captivating, and a total bad boy. However, you never dared to say any of these words directly to his face, you already know better. It would only increase his cockiness and you'd never hear the end of his gloats. Still, you knew you'd always have a retort ready and he'd always mock right back and that was basically all part of a daily routine for you and Delsin. The roots of your friendship.

All it took was a few stencil jobs, running (lots and lots of running), coffee shops, and an aerosol can to build a relationship as thick as thieves. A relationship strictly platonic of course, that's how you prefer to keep it. You’re currently having too much fun with you partner in crime and therefore want absolutely nothing to ruin it. Yet that never stops Delsin from being his usual charismatic self, which leaves you to question yourself if there is a possibility for something more. Only to be followed by you shrugging off the question and completely abandoning the thought...at least for the while.

And so here you are sitting on the floor by the feet of your bed, cutting out stencils for your first original piece in preparation for the next day. With headphones in your ears blasting off "I Wanna be yours", by Arctic Monkeys, you start to replay the memory of your first time creating a tag with Delsin in your head.

'Are you sure this is a safe spot?' you asked.

Delsin rose from the floor with two rolls of tape in his hands and delivered you a smirk, 'Pfft yeah, totally. Now c'mon stop being paranoid and help me tape this thing.'

You complied and picked up two spray cans and handed one to Delsin.

'Ooh i love the sound when you-,' you shook the spray can and let the sound of the metal ball clashing within the walls of the can finish your sentence.

You giggle to yourself. Never did you really get tired of that sound or the smell. Now it became a habit. It’s fun.

Your phone shuffles on to the next song and so you start to hum to "Arabella,". Man, the Arctic Monkeys have good music. The music is blasting so loud from your ear buds that you’re pretty sure if someone were to walk in your room right at that moment they would totally be able to hear your music clearly. However, unbeknownst to you, Delsin had climbed up your fire escape and had quietly crept into your room.

He stands still as he observes the area until he spots you sitting below the feet of your bed, peaceful and undisturbed. Boy, was that about to change. His left eyebrow quirks up in mischief as a sudden idea hits him. Very, very carefully he begins to climb onto your bed, slowly crawling towards the end until he is practically next to your unsuspecting form. Slowly, he lowers his head to your level. By now you’re suspecting movement behind you but are too late to react before he-

"BOOO!!!!"

"AHHHHH!!!! OH!! YOU LITTLE BASTARD!" you say through gritted teeth in attempt to keep your voice low but at the moment you are more concerned with recovering from your mini heart attack.

You bring a hand to your chest and release a breath you didn't know you were holding in. Delsin on the other hand is literally rolling of laughter on your bed with a pillow clutched to his face to muffle his laughs. Unamused, you get up and begin to pelt him with your two spare pillows. Delsin is caught off guard but quickly retaliates and manages to drag you onto the bed and into a full on pillow fight.

You release a low shriek as you fall on your bed and start to thrash around, aimlessly swinging your two pillows. Amused by your tactic, Delsin laughs and mimics your comical yet potent strategy, using his spare hand as a personal guard for his face.

"Watch the face, watch the face!" he warns, " you hit the face, this friendship ends!"

"The only ship in pillow fights are championships!" you retort as you stand on your knees and ambush him with your pillows.

He lowers his arm shielding his face, "Oh so that's how it's gonna be?"

Big mistake.

Setting his guard down puts him at an extreme vulnerability, even if for a millisecond. That is all you need. You expertly cease the opportunity, hitting him with your left pillow and went in for a second hit but he deflects it with his arm and hits you with his pillow successfully knocking you off your knees.

"Okay...okay...okay," you say between breaths and laughter before collapsing onto one side of the bed with your legs dangling. "Tie?"

He releases a tired laugh and tosses his pillow onto your stomach before collapsing onto the opposite side of you, "Tie."

"How did you even get here?" you ask as you take the pillow from your stomach and put it under your neck.

"Reggie drove me," he simply replies.

You scoff, "I meant how did you get in my room?"

"Oh," he smirks. "It was a lot easier than you'd think."

"And the heart attack??"

"Okay that was just for fun and partially payback."

"For?...." you sit up from your current position and Delsin slowly rises after you.

"Foorrr stealing my beanie!" he swiftly steals the burgundy hat from your head, putting it back on his head and lays back down again.

"Aw," you frown, you had forgotten you even had it on you at the moment. It's a miracle it managed to stay on during the entire pillow fight. "Pfffftt I looked way better in it anyways."

"You'd look good in anything, babe," Delsin quickly counteracts.

"I'm not your babe," you say as you rise from your spot on the bed and carefully go back to your previous spot on the floor to continue the stencils, making sure your ever reddening cheeks are not in Delsin's line of sight .

"But you're a total babe."

You roll your eyes and scoff as you begin to cut out more stencils. "You know, you really shouldn't tempt me while I'm holding scissors. Wouldn't want anything to happen to that pretty little face of yours."

He rolls over on the bed and rests his head on his right palm to face you, "So you think I'm pretty?"

You scoff again and resume cutting out stencils, "Is there a reason why you're here?"

"Oh feisty are we today?" he finally rises from the bed and walks around your room."Y’know I love how climbable your room is. Seriously, it's like it was meant specifically for me to sneak into," he says as he picks out a book from a shelf and begins to observe it.

Without breaking concentration from your current task, you reply, "Well I’m glad the alternative to my front door suits you so well. You know my dad would never let you walk in through the front entrance."

Surprised by your comment, Delsin narrows his eyes and places the book back on its previous spot on your shelf, "Wow, (Name) thanks. Knowing your dad hates me so much that he wouldn't let me through the front door if I tried really means a lot to me," he says sarcastically as he takes a seat on your bed.

You feel a little muddled by his tone. You can't quite place your finger on it but regardless you attempt to lighten the mood a little, "Well technically he doesn't hate you, he doesn't even know you exist."

"Speaking of which, you're doing a real good job keeping your family in dark about all this," he motions to the stencils. "How does it feel?"

With this question asked, you put down your scissors and sigh, "Necessary. My mom can be understanding but my dad- not so much. Who knows, maybe one day I won't have to hide who I really am," you roll your eyes and continue to cut out stencils again. "Then I'll ride my diamond pony off into the sunset. With double the horns for double the awesome."

"Wait, horses don't have horns, don't you mean like a unicorn?"

You bring your legs closer to your chest and rest your head on your knees as you pretend to cry and release a muffled, "Let me and my diamond pony beeee."

He lightly chuckles and folds his arms across his chest, "Well you don't have to hide who you around me. You know I don't."

"That's true," you pop your head out, "you haven't changed much since the day I first met you. Don't get me wrong though, it's not a bad thing"

"Hmph. That's funny because I don't wish I could say the same about you."

Perplexed and slightly offended you put your scissors down and turn your attention to Delsin, "What?"

"Well," he says as he moves to sit down on the floor next to you,"when I first met you, I obviously didn't know you as well as I do now. We actually became pretty great friends, therefore I'm glad I don't get to say that you haven't changed much since when we first met. You're more than just a pretty girl I met by the bay."

It's become a usual habit for Delsin to flirt with you. Yet it was moments like these, when he'd act and say things like that, that would leave you lingering with curiosity. Could there be something between you two or was Delsin just being Delsin?

Regardless, you decide to play along, "So you think I'm pretty?"

"Oh I think you're way more than pretty," he smirks.

You release a low chuckle in response to his compliment. Then suddenly a clever yet cunning idea strikes your mind. You turn your body to face him and inch closer and promptly his actions follow yours.

"Believe me, pretty would be a major understatement," he adds.

"Is that so?" you learn in a little closer.

"Definitely," he purrs.

"You know I'm kinda glad you snuck in through my window tonight," you lean in more, now only mere inches separating your faces.

"Why's that babe?" He leans in closer.

You lightly scoff at his remark. If only he knew.

"So....-," you trail off to make the pretense of you closing in the gap between you and Delsin.

"So you can help me finish the stencils!" you laugh as you swiftly stand up from your spot on the floor, leaving behind a very confused Delsin to fall onto your previously occupied seat.

Realizing what just happened, Delsin releases an evil chuckle and rubs his chin,"That was cruel, (Name), real cruel."

You stand triumphantly with your arms crossed and a pout on your lips, "Aw really?"

"Very," he says as he stands up and walks over to you. "But too can play it that game," he pokes you by your rib, earning a loud giggle and flinch from you.

"What, are you ticklish there?"

"What? No!" You protest.

Not buying your protest he pokes again and you release another giggle and quick jump. Amused, he starts to poke you continuously at your new found ticklish area.

"Del...sin....stop!" You plea between breathes and giggles.

Somehow in the midst of laughing and slapping Delsin's hands away, he manages to entangle his arms around your stomach getting an even better leverage in your apparent tickle fight. For a moment you had forgotten where you are and how loud you’re being. That is until you hear a knock at your bedroom door followed by your mother's voice.

"(Name)?" She says, causing both you and Delsin to cease your actions, his arms still around you.

"Is everything okay in there? I thought I heard-"

"Uh-erm yeah mom. I just- stepped on a... lego! Yeah, yeah, you know how annoying that can be," you say as you side glance at Delsin's face hovering over your shoulder, his lips pursed and face turned the other direction to avoid your glance.

"Legos? Do you still even have those-"

"Everything is fine mom, I'll be downstairs in a second okay?"

"Okay honey."

You wait until you hear your mother's footsteps descend the stairs before breaking free from Delsin's hold.

He mockingly pouts at your escape before asking, "Did you really used to have legos?"

"Yeah..."

"Cute," he chuckles. "So did I actually. But I kept getting mad when I accidentally stepped on them. Those things really hurt like a b-"

"(Y/N)!" Your mom calls from downstairs.

“I think she needs you for something,” he lightly giggles.

"Coming, mom!" you yell towards the door. “Wait here I’ll be back in a few,” you say to him as you exit your room.

Delsin nods resumes to observing your room. He really did take a mental note of how easy it was to access your fire escape and even wondered why the thought didn’t occur to him before. As he walks around your room he notices the many pictures you have up on a bulletin board of your friends and family.

“Okay...think she mentioned you before...and you I don’t know…,” he says as he ogles the photos.

“Ah, there’s the infamous cousin of hers,” he smiles as he recalls you telling him of how your favorite cousin was the one who drove you to the Akomish reservation on the day you and Delsin first met. “Gotta make sure to thank you when I see you… in person because now you’re a photo and… okay just shut up, Delsin.”

He continues to observe your room and starts to look for any pictures of the two of you. When he can’t seem to find any he begins to feel a little disappointed until he accidentally knocks over a book from your desk and from it slips out a small polaroid picture of the two of you.

He picks it up and he immediately remembers the day the picture was taken. You two had gone out to the park since it was predicted to have been a very sunny day. And it was until it started to unsurprisingly rain. You had left your umbrella at home and so Delsin decided to use his sweater to shield both of your already damp forms. His height made it easy for him to get coverage over the two of you and that’s when you pulled out your polaroid and took the picture.

“Cheese!” You said, catching Delsin off guard but he still managed to put on a ridiculously cheesy smile for the picture.

“Oh man, this one’s a keeper!” You said as you showed him the funny photo of the two of you. Drenched clothes, outstretch arms and big bright smiles.

“Whatcha got there?” You ask as you walk into the room, interrupting Delsin’s reverie.

“Hmph? Oh I-uh found this,” he hands the photo to you.

“Oh, I remember that day,” you say happily. “We got fucking drenched but your off guard smile is priceless,” you laugh.

Delsin merely laughs and smiles as you observe the photo. However, once you put it back in the book it was originally hidden in, his smile falters.

“Why don’t you have it up like the rest of your photos,” he asks.

“What and risk it being seen by my parents?” you say as if the answer is the most obvious thing.

“Okay,” he scoffs. “It’s kinda hard to not be offended by what you just said there. Is being friends with me that much of a burden to you?” He folds his arms across his chest.

“What? Of course not I just-”

“Listen I know you wanna keep the tag stuff a secret but why do you have to hide me from everyone?”

“I’m not! My cousin knows about you and some friends too,” you clarify. “They actually kinda wanna meet you, they say you seem really cool and fun.”

“Well I’m glad the cousin and your friends approve but would it really be that bad of a thing if your parents knew about me?"

You try to say something as you just stare at him but nothing comes out.

“What?” He steps closer. “You afraid they won’t approve of you hanging out with ‘some delinquent’?”

“Hey, that's not true, and you know i don't give a rat's ass about what my dad thinks," you say, almost bitterly.

“Then why hide me?”

“Why do you suddenly care?”

“Why do I care that my alleged best friend won't even admit to me being her best friend in front of anyone else but me?!"

If his outrage isn’t seen in his eyes then it sure as hell is heard in his voice.

You briefly glance at the door before calmly urging Delsin to keep his voice down.

“No, y’know what, how about I do you one better?” He says as he walks to your window.

“Delsin, wait!” you follow him and catch him as he still has one foot in your room and the other on the fire escape.

“Thanks for the clarity on our relationship,” he says before finally leaving through the fire escape.

Again you call out his name but he either doesn’t hear you or he simply chooses not to. However, after the fight you two just had you don’t blame him if he chose the latter.

You walk over to your stencils and slump down to the floor as his words and the look of hurt in his eyes just repeat over and over and over again in your head.

“Thanks for the clarity on our relationship.”

“Oh fuck,” you sigh and rub at your temples. “What did I just do?”

[hope-for-olicity]

Always a Bridesmaid 10/10

So this is the last chapter, I'd like to thank you everyone of you who took the time to read, like and comment - it really meant the world to me. Thank you so so much! I really hope you enjoy the chapter. This and all previous chapters are also available on AO3.

Thanks so much to @mel-loves-all for the beautiful edit and to @almondblossomme for proofing and suggestions!

                                            Chapter 10: My Always

When Felicity pulled into her driveway after a long day at work she couldn’t wait to snuggle up with Oliver for a relaxing evening.  This was the first evening in a while that they would both be home. And while moving Smoak Technologies to Star City was the best idea, it of course came with problems that needed to be solved.

As she walked into the house she pulled the elastic from her hair to de-ponytail. Yum, she could smell something good cooking. “Oliver, honey, where are you?”

“In the kitchen,” he called out.

She wandered into the kitchen and saw him checking the chicken in the oven. As he closed the oven door, she walked over and wrapped her arms around his waist and placed her face against his back, “I miss you,” she mumbled.

Oliver reached around for her, moving her to his front and gave her a kiss that showed her that he felt the same. He pulled back for a moment and then went back in for one small kiss. “I missed you too. How was your day?”

“Long! But so much better now that I’m home with you.” She walked over to take down a wine glass.

“Red or white?” Oliver asked.

“Red.”

Oliver poured the wine into her glass. He already had his own drink, he picked it up and tapped her glass in cheers.

“Oliver, can we just cuddle on the couch toni…”

“You Hoo! I’m here, I know I’m a bit early,” Donna Smoak entered the kitchen.

“Mom, how nice to see you,” she moved forward to hug her Mother while glaring at Oliver.

“Yes, I ran into our lovely Mayor at the grocery store and I was saying how I never see my baby and he suggested I come over for dinner.”

“That was just so nice of him” Felicity smiled at her mother.

“You seem surprised. Didn’t Oliver text you?”

“No Donna, I wanted it to be a surprise. Are you surprised honey?”

“Oh, I’m surprised.” Felicity took a large drink of wine. She loved her mother dearly but she was so tired and her feet ached. She just wanted a quiet night with Oliver. All of a sudden, she felt guilty. Of course, it was nice to see her mother.

“Felicity, if you are tired we can do this another time.” Her mother was picking up on her terrible lies.

“No, Mom stay, sorry I was just surprised. I miss you. Oliver was right to invite you. Why, don’t we go sit in the living room while we wait for supper and you catch me up on what’s going on with you.” Felicity led her mother out of the kitchen.

They sat on the couch. “Felicity, I really didn’t mean to intrude.”

“You really didn’t Mom. I’m just tired and I’m sorry that you are getting the brunt of that.”

“It’s okay, you have every reason to be tired. You are only just getting settled here.”

“How’s your new place Mom? Did your furniture arrive?”

“Yes, it’s finally all coming together and Quentin has been so helpful. He really is a lovely man.”

“I love that you are so happy Mom.”

“We are pretty lucky, aren’t we?”

“Yes, we are.” Felicity looked up to see Oliver in the doorway. They shared a private smile.

“Dinner is ready ladies.”

*****

Being honest with her mother was the best choice. Donna left shortly after dinner so she had plenty of time to snuggle with Oliver before he went to bed.

Oliver glanced down at Felicity who had fallen asleep in his arms. He loved this woman so much, he lightly kissed her on the forehead, not wanting to wake her.

Oliver frequently went to bed earlier than Felicity as he still does morning shift at the cafe. People thought he was taking too much on being Mayor and still working at the cafe but Felicity completely understood and supported him. Plus she told him, it gave her the me time she worried about when she agreed to move in.

He decided to carry her up to bed with him, she clearly needed the rest. She didn’t wake until she was lying in bed and he was taking her glasses off. “Hey,” she smiled at him. “Sorry, I ruined our snuggling by falling asleep.”

“Hey, you ruined nothing,” he crouched down to kiss her while moving his fingers through her hair.

“I love you Oliver.”

“I love you too, now get some sleep.”

Oliver walked over to his side of the bed and when he looked back Felicity was already asleep.

*****

Felicity: Are you free on Saturday evening?

Felicity: Sara and Nyssa invited us for a bbq

Oliver: Yes

Oliver: Count me in

Sara had sent her an email with the invite to her family and friends, including Felicity and Oliver. The email also said they had big news. And there was no way Felicity was waiting until Saturday evening to find out the big news.

She picked up her phone and hit Sara.

“You just got my email, right?” Felicity could hear the smile in Sara’s voice.

“Yes, how did you know?” Felicity tried to play coy.

“Because I knew you would have to call about the big news. In fact I debated not putting it in the email to avoid this conversation BUT as my lovely wife Nyssa pointed out, we want everyone to know it’s important to come...so now I get your phone call.”

“Sara, we are best friends. We don’t keep secrets. What gives?”

“What gives is I promised my wife I’d keep this secret and we would tell everyone at once and that includes you Felicity Smoak.”

“Booo. I understand but booo. You know how I hate mysteries.”

“I do but I also know how you love me and for that reason you will leave this a mystery until Saturday evening.”

“Okay.”

“Felicity, we both know you have the skills to find anything on the Internet. Don’t investigate. Let us surprise you. It would mean a lot to Nyssa and I.”

“Well, since you asked so nicely I will suffer and I mean, suffer, with not knowing.”

“Thank you for agreeing to suffer on my behalf. It means a lot. And I promise it’s good.”

“Oh, I know it’s good. If it were bad, you would already have told me. You forget, I know you Sara Lance. Lance? Is Lance still your last name? I always end up screwing this up when my friends get married!”

“It’s Lance. We both kept our names.”

“Good to know, not that I would be unhappy if you changed it, or hyphenated it or created a brand new blended name. People do that you know. But I want you to know, that there is no judgement. Lance is a perfectly fine name. It suits you even.”

“Got it. No judgement. I love it when you babble.”

“Grrr. I least didn’t say anything sexual. With Oliver it always goes sexual.”

“I wonder why?” Sara teased.

“Haha. Seriously though, your email said just bring yourself, is there anything we can bring? Remember Oliver is a wonderful cook and I have a talent for picking out wine.”

“If you want to bring a salad, that would help.”

“We are on it and when I say we, I mean Oliver of course. And I’ll bring extra wine, wouldn’t want to run out.”

“Thanks so much Felicity, and I appreciate your suffering.”

“Can’t wait to see you. We should set up a lunch next week.”

“Yes, let’s sort that out on Saturday. I have to run. It’s almost eight on Thursday night and Nyssa and I have to watch Legends of Tomorrow.”

“I totally understand, tell Nyssa I said hi. Bye.”

“Bye.”

It’s almost eight. She hoped Oliver came home soon.

Felicity: Hey, everything okay?

Oliver: Yes, just have to read some briefs before tomorrow

Felicity: Miss you

Oliver: Miss you too

Felicity settled in doing some of her own work on her laptop for about twenty minutes before giving up. She grabbed her computer, keys and coat and headed out the door.

*****

Oliver leaned back in his office chair and took a deep breath. He leaned forward to grab his coffee cup only to be reminded again it was empty. This time he threw it in the trash. He started to shift through the pages left to read. He wanted this job right?

He was reading the information related to the new compost program, he’d like to implement but he wanted to make sure he was well informed before the committee meeting tomorrow.

His city deserved this and if that meant a bit of a late for him, he could do it.

He settled in to read some more when he suddenly smelled Big Belly Burger. He looked up and there in his office was a vision and not just because she was carrying food. “Felicity.”

“Hey, I missed you and realized you probably hadn’t eaten so I thought I’d bring some food and work alongside you. That way we both get work done and we get to be together. What do you think? I can go home if you think I’ll disturb you.”

Oliver stood up and took the food and drinks from Felicity and placed them on the desk and pulled her into a hug. “I’m so happy to see you.”

“Well, you saw me this morning. It hasn’t been that long.”

“I know. But I missed you and I love the way you think Big Belly Burger and working together sounds wonderful.”

“Oh good! I didn’t want to overstep.”

“Felicity, you have never overstepped and remember we always said we would tell each other if we are uncomfortable with something and that still stands.”

“Yes, it does.” Felicity smiled and opened the bag of food.

They ate in silence for a while. Both inhaling and enjoying their food.

“You know what I love?” Oliver smiled.

“Me!”

“Well, yes you. I love you most of all. But you know what I love about this meal?”

Felicity blushed. “Do tell.”

“I love how the drinks have the perfect ice to soda balance. It’s super icy but not too watered down.”

“You’ve given this a lot of thought, haven’t you?” Felicity teased.

“Yes. Don’t mock.”

“Me? I’d never mock.” She laughed.

They settled in for a couple more hours of work before Oliver called it a night and they headed home.

*****

“Oliver hurry up. We don’t want to be late.” Felicity stood in the kitchen watching him covering his garden salad with saran wrap.

“Almost ready. You do know they won’t tell anyone without us right? Remind me to never keep something from you. Sara has no idea how I’ve suffered for the past two days!” Oliver smiled.

Felicity grabbed the wine and they headed out the door.

Oliver and Felicity didn’t live far from Sara and Nyssa but it felt long. As soon as they arrived Felicity hopped out of the jeep and headed for the door.

Oliver was grabbing the salad from the back seat. “Hey! Are you going to wait for me?” He laughed. He’d never seen Felicity so determined. He knew she wouldn’t like it, but he thought it was cute.

Oliver followed Felicity around the side of the house to the back where the barbecue was being held. He saw Laurel and Tommy, Donna and Quentin and another couple he didn’t know but he thought he’d seen at the wedding. They were the last to arrive. Good. He didn’t want to get here first and make Felicity have to wait more.

“Where’s Sara?” Felicity asked Laurel.

“She and Nyssa are inside grabbing the meat for the barbecue, they should be right out.”

Just as Laurel finished speaking, Sara and Nyssa came out of the house. “Hello everyone! Nyssa and I would like to thank you all for coming. We have news and since we know some of you are impatient, we will tell you now! We are having a baby!!”

Everyone cheered and clapped. Felicity was so happy for her friends.

“Thank you! Thank you!” Nyssa smiled warmly at them all. “Just so you know, I’ll be the one carrying the baby to term but he or she will be ours.”

Felicity rushed up to hug Nyssa, Quentin was hugging Sara.

Everyone was so happy. And so was Felicity, she made her way back to Oliver and kissed him.

“Thank you. What was that for?”

“I’m just so happy and you are big part of that so I wanted to show you.”

“Damn Felicity, you make me want to take you home right now.”

She winked at him. “We have to eat first! Later, I promise I’ll be worth the wait.”

“Oh, I know you are worth it.”

Felicity walked away to talk to Donna.

“Such lovely news for Sara and Nyssa.”

“Yes, I’m very happy for them.” Felicity smiled and tried to give her mother a don’t go there look.

It didn’t work.

“You know Felicity you aren’t getting any younger.”

“Thanks for reminding me Mom. Remember you always wanted me to be happy.”

“Yes,” Donna nodded.

“Well, I’m happy right now and I seem to need more wine.  We’ll talk later.”

Felicity walked toward Sara, noticing she had finished talking with her Dad and her sister.

“Come here and give me a hug, mom-to-be!”

Sara hugged Felicity. “I’m so happy, I could burst. I wanted to tell you on the phone you know.”

“I know. But I understand why you and Nyssa wanted to do it this way. Thanks for including me, well us. Oliver’s happy for you guys too.”

“I want to freeze this moment. I’m surrounded by the people I love and I’ve never been happier. Life with Nyssa is exactly what I hoped it would be and more.”

“Sara, that calls for a toast! We need more wine!”

*****

Later that night after Felicity had shown Oliver she was worth the wait and the room was still and quiet, Oliver pulled Felicity close, “I’d like to talk about something but I don’t want you to freak out.”

“Okay,” Felicity looked up at Oliver. “Should I sit up? This sounds important.”

“No, stay right where you are.”

“Okay, now I’m getting nervous. Just spit it out Oliver.”

“Would you ever consider having babies? I mean would you ever consider having my baby? I mean not right this minute. Just in the future...would you maybe have a baby in the future?”

“Wow, you are nervous.” She sat up so she could kiss him. “Yes Oliver, I’d consider having a baby with you. I used to think I didn’t want children or at least I wasn’t sure. I wasn’t one of those girls who couldn’t wait to have a baby but I would love to have our child. Not right now of course.”

“No not right now.”

“But Oliver it would have to be soon. I don’t want to rush us but I’m in my late thirties so age is becoming a factor.”

“So you want to have a baby now?” He looked so eager.

“Why don’t we sleep on it?”

“Okay.”

“Oh, and Oliver”

“Yes.”

“I’m glad you asked me.”

They both went to sleep with smiles on their faces.

*****

Felicity was trying to focus, she honestly was but her head was agreeing. She and Oliver were going to have a baby - sometime. They hadn’t talked about it since he mentioned it two weeks ago but it was coming.

Felicity was just thinking she should reach out to Oliver and see if he wanted to order pizza in tonight. She knew he had a busy week and since he did most of the cooking - not that she didn’t offer - she wanted to contribute when her phone buzzed and there was Oliver.

“Hey, I was just thinking of you.”

“Something naughty?”

“Oliver, I’m at work.”

“Since when has that stopped you.”

“True. You got me there,” she laughed. “I was actually going to call you about dinner tonight, I was thinking of ordering pizza.”

“Not tonight for me. I actually have to go to Central City for some unexpected meetings this weekend.”

“You just found out? That’s weird, isn’t it?”

“I don’t know….I mean I’m new to the job, maybe.”

“Is everything okay Oliver? You seem a little confused.”

“Everything is fine. Listen I was just wondering if you could swing by the train station to say good bye. I’d come see you but I’m in a meeting until just before my train and I’d just really like to see you. So, can you come to the train station?”

“Of course. You shouldn’t be nervous to ask that you know. I love you Oliver and I’ll miss you this weekend so I’ll definitely be there to say good bye.”

“Good. My train leaves at five. Say quarter to?”

“I’ll be there. See you soon.”

“Bye.”

Felicity had this sinking feeling that he was lying to her about something. It was so strange because he never lied to her. But he wanted to see her so that was good, right?

*****

When Felicity arrived at the train station she couldn’t help but notice the lack of cars. Generally, if there was a train arriving or leaving the parking lot was packed but she only sees two other cars. Well, at least one of them was Oliver’s jeep.

She checked her phone four forty-four she was almost exactly on time. She smiled. While she didn’t want Oliver to go away, she was so proud of the job he was doing as Mayor and she was going to tell him just that.

When she entered the train station it was practically empty and she was getting a little worried.

“Oliver?” she called out. “Oliver, are you here?”

All of a sudden, she heard music. She knew that song. Feels Like Home by Chantal Kreviazuk, the first song she and Oliver danced to. Her eyes began to well up as Oliver appeared for one of the door ways.

“Felicity being with you feels like home to me. I love you with all my heart and I really hope I’m not rushing you.” He looked into her eyes.

She shook her head and mouthed, “not rushing.”

“Good because that would have made getting this place cleared out on a Friday evening a waste of time! I wanted you to come here because this is the place where we met for the second time. I knew the moment you stepped in here looking for Sara that I wanted you to be looking for me. Felicity, I’m so glad I found you and I’m hoping that you feel the same way. Meeting you has changed everything. You are my always.” Oliver came closer to Felicity and knelt down, “Felicity will you marry me?”

“Yes, Yes Oh My God Yes! Get up Oliver! I need to kiss you right now. You are my always too.” tears of joy streamed down her face.

He didn’t need to be asked twice! Oliver swept her up in his arms and kissed her like she was the most wonderful woman on earth because she was, to him.

“So, does this mean you aren’t going away?”

“Nope, there was no meeting. I hated lying to you by the way but I needed you to come here.”

“I thought you might have been lying but I couldn’t figure out why.”

“I promise never to lie again. I love you.”

“I love you, too!”

“You’re going to be my wife.” He said in almost a bragging tone.

“I so am.” Felicity looked at him practically beamed before pulling him down for another kiss.

And they lived happily ever after...well happily ever after and all that comes with that! Stay tuned for the sequel of Always a Bridesmaid coming soon - Happily Ever After.

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[working-on-becoming-a-better-me]

Day 6– July 18, 2020

Today was incredible.  I periodically had to keep marvelling at the fact that I woke up so early.  I woke at 6:50, but it took ages (fifteen minutes) for me to feel awake.  It’s gotten harder each day (only been three...) to stay awake, but each time I do, I feel so strong and amazing.

I started my day with the news (and then immediately shut it off because it was putting me back to sleep).  I really started my day off with another chapter of htrllap!  I made my bed– I actually have been for the past few days!  I typically don’t do this since we don’t have guests over often and, since I’m on the third floor with my sister, my parents don’t typically visit.

(skin care routine + sunblock!  wow!)

I made plans with my mom to go shopping in the morning, but when I went down she wasn’t awake.  I wanted to walk in the cool weather, though, so I went without.  It was an hour long journey– I ended up purchasing breakfast for me and my parents (sister too, but we ended up eating it all because she never came down) and, while waiting for the food, my mom texted that she needed more things from the store (she woke up!  woah!); I had to finish waiting on the food and then walk back to the store and purchase items and– what a way to start my morning!

I made it home by 9:00am, served the food to my family, went up for a shower (lotion on after!  I didn’t reapply sunscreen... booo!), and then brewed myself a cup of tea.  I had an eye appointment, so we rushed out the door for that.  In the car, I ended up spilling hot tea all over my leg, but it only burned temporarily and no marks were left!

We got back home past 12:00pm and, originally, my sister and I were going to paint together, but she came down at 1:30 and had zero energy.  I asked if she had set up the stuff like I asked (she’s the artist and the supplies are hers– she knows what she’s doing + I wrote on the note I slid under her door this morning that I’d be willing to help if she didn’t want to do it alone), and she just said no.  She lazed around and it was really frustrating for me.

I made mac and cheese (I am so scared of stoves + fires + getting burned (already happened!  but not by fire!) and so... pretty big deal B).  I loved it so much it was hard to not stuff myself.  I ate until I wasn’t hungry and for that I’m proud!

I read another chapter of my book (can’t even be bothered to type the acronym I made for it...).  I’d been planning on going up to take a practice test for the SAT on Khan Academy since I wouldn’t be painting, but my mom insisted I stay down (I didn’t tell her why I wanted to go up).

Finally, I told her.  She was so surprised and happy and so let me go up.  I almost cried telling her because of the pressure I feel when I let others know that I’m trying.  Since the tests themselves take about three hours total, I had to come up by a certain time to be able to complete them and go to bed by my newly designated bedtime (just devices off before 9:00pm, in bed by 8:30pm).

Currently, I’ve finished the English section.  I’m going to go down to eat dinner (it’s 6:16pm right now), and then come back up to finish math.  And then, I will go back down, tell my sister and mom my score (Dad’s at poker) (hopefully the score will be good), and then leave my phone down– Mom instilled a new rule beginning of July that we couldn’t have our phone upstairs at night.  Honestly has been helpful to my goals :)

I ended up going down to eat (20 minute break) and then finished the math section.

I did pretty well on the English section (86/92 questions right) but awfully on the math section.  Thankfully though, it was an outlier to previous tests I’ve taken (about seven more questions wrong than I typically miss)– if this were my first practice test and this was the only result I’d ever gotten, I’d be panicking.  I think I was just tired though, but math is something to work on, for sure!

I caught up with that same friend I spoke to a while ago (I don’t have many people in my life I actually want to talk to– plenty of friends, but not enough people I’ll go out of my way to converse with)!  I put my laptop away before 9:15– I prefer to have tech out of the way before 9:00, but considering the SAT practice test took a lot of time and some time away from my 8-9pm designated downtime, I’ll let it slide!

I don’t want this to be like torture for myself, but in order to establish good habits for myself, I need to be tough on the rules.  Later on, once I’m used to going to bed around nine, I can give up the procedures I currently have eNaCtEd– eg. tech off at a certain time, in bed by 8:30, etc.

According to my fitbit I went to bed at: 

[putting that in once I get my phone back (I haven’t yet gone down) it’s July 19 already), but I feel like posting so I won’t forget later!]

[opepin]

december: week five

26: i was too excited to go back home. i got up at 6 am and then called the lyft too early. i had to call and ask him to wait like 5 minutes so i could throw out the garbage and make sure everything was set before i left. he was a great driver and i went through security in 30 minutes or so. i went to starbucks to get a pink drink with a breakfast sandwich. i watched my downloaded episodes of akatsuki no yona while waiting to board. i got to experience how to board southwest airlines and it was interesting. i took the closest middle seat because i was in group c and i just wanted to leave early. i checked in my bags so i just had my book bag. i continued to watch anime until we landed. southwest airlines is A+. they gave belvita crackers as their snack and came around and asked if we wanted any more. :0 i went down to claim my bags and then my brother and mom picked me up. we went straight home. i was supposed to shower and stuff but i ended up helping my mom with some things and eating.

i watched anime while waiting for hillary and daniel to pick me up so i could go shopping for my white elephant gift. i gave them their christmas gifts and daniel gave me mine, which i realized (i forgot for some reason) that i had already. he got me fire emblem birthright and $20 for revelations, but kevin and i already bought those LOL. i bought some xmas bags for my mom and then got a old spice bear-themed kit for kevin because i couldn’t resist. :P i bought a pen, pineapple, apple, pen, and cheetah print sunglasses for white elephant because why not? my brother was singing the song when i came back and i thought that would be a hilarious gift. i tried looking for a cheetah print scarf but couldn’t find any. after target, we went to mariano’s because bae wanted gelato. we ended up buying ingredients for pasta for the potluck tomorrow too. then we went to jollibee’s! it was my first time there and i just got the two piece meal without the drink. their chicken is so tender and their mashed potatoes and fries are really good too. i think i like their fries better than mcdonald’s!

we went back to daniel’s and cooked the pasta while talking and listening to music. after cleaning up, we watched daniel play ps4 games and then he drove me back because it was 9 pm and they needed to go to work tomorrow. i showered when i got home and then watched some akatsuki no yona and went to sleep. i was completely zoned out the entire day though. i don’t know how i feel about being back in chicago anymore. i just feel tired. lol, i was so tired that i was doing drunk-like things again. x__x; but i think i stayed up when i got home.

27: i watched some akatsuki no yona in the morning and then was forced to drive to meet up with jeanne and nluu. my mom didn’t want to drive me and she didn’t want me to take the bus. so i had to drive my mom’s old suv and it was a dksfndksfnsj experience. i lightly tapped our neighbor’s suv in front of us trying to pull out and then i had such a hard time parking in the parking lot lol and then we found out cafe orient was closed. so i followed nluu to this korean restaurant, which also turned out to be closed and then he pulled out and i had a huge brain fart and thought the separator wasn’t there anymore so i drove over it LOL. nothing was damaged, but nluu and jeanne were laughing so hard. i reversed off it and then we drove to evanston. we found out that 527 cafe was closed and then hoped that koco table wasn’t -- and it wasn’t! so we ate and talked for a bit. it was nice catching up with them but i just felt like a zombie. i went to crossroads with jeanne after and then drove her to the david purple line stop. then i drove myself home and finished watching my anime and wrapped my white elephant present.

hillary picked me up at around 6:10 pm and then we went to pick up jia. lol, hillary was going crazy; she had a ton of things to do today. bae got me some nice and comfy adidas slides <3 we talked with daniel on the phone while waiting for jia and then we searched for a place that sold a large bottle of corona for hillary’s white elephant gift. we got to tom’s at 7:10 pm and twas’ a happy reunion :) jia and me got jackson to come and yeah. it was nice eating and talking with everyone again. i gave vivian her gift and jia hers and they both really liked it (: yaaay! i also loved their gifts~ ashley surprised me with one and omg, i freaked because she got me some bomb af pineapple cakes. <3333 thanks, gurl! we made hot chocolate with peppermint schnapps (a good amount of it) and then started white elephant! it was fun seeing everyone’s reactions and stuff. mark got my gift and afterward, he just started eating the apple, omg haha. i stole mark’s gift from hillary, which was of course tea and a glass mug. :P

about half of the group started cleaning and headed out to pre-game at daniel’s. i said goodbye to everyone that wasn’t. hmm, i felt like we were very divided though and it made me sad. usually we just stay and talk and play stupid games. idk. :/ sigh. well, we took shots of the rest of the peppermint schnapps and met up with shen! then we lyfted to wrigleyville only to find out all the places were closed. it was a tuesday, so lol. we got some drinks before going into roscoe’s. once we hit the dance floor though, all the “upperclassmen” aka brandon, sunho, raymond, jefferson, jae and even nancy came through! lol, so this is where i became a monster and hillary was my enabler LOL. i should have gone to the dance floor but i don’t think i ever left talking to the upperclassmen. some funny things happened and i hope i will never do them again because i’m a monster LOL. hillary and i left first and then i ended up sleeping over at daniel’s. me and hillary went to sleep on daniel’s bed and then later, i think daniel came back and slept on the floor. what a night.

28: daniel drove me back home in the morning haha. haha. haha. my uncle and grandma pulled up right before us so i got to say hi to them and walk my grandma to the door before i changed and went back to sleep. i felt weak and not okay for the rest of the day. my stomach hurt a lot and i confined myself to doing everything in the bed. i got nauseous after some time trying to do a quick project, but in the end, i just couldn’t and let panorama know. T_T i’m sorry. after eating some mcdonald’s and rice, i felt a bit better. i spent the rest of the day reading akatsuki no yona online. i did get up to shower and everything because i felt super gross. idk, i just felt very disappointed in myself. it’s not like i did anything terrible, but i don’t think i want to do that ever again :/ it’s also not like “i never want to drink and go out again” but it’s more like i don’t want to be like that again because it didn’t feel like it was me. haha, i don’t know. it’s hard to explain. it was really nice hanging out and seeing everyone again though. i got to video chat with kevin for a bit and told him about my adventures so far and then i stayed up until 2 am reading. i’ve definitely reverted back to my high school self here. my stomach still hurt when i went to sleep but not as much.

29: i just didn’t feel like getting out of bed today. it’s weird being back home. i just don’t feel motivated. i stayed in bed while watching some youtube videos and finally got up at 12:30 pm. i ate leftover mcdonald’s and ginger tea for breakfast. my stomach felt better after my mom made ginger tea last night and this morning. i still felt out of it though... i went straight to facebook to figure out who i’m going to see before i fly out again. i will see chewy, which makes me happy but kathy is no longer in chicago T__T booo! i get to see hen soon though. yeah. i read akatsuki no yona the rest of the day and only went downstairs to eat. i planned to exercise today and catch up on updating my tumblr. that’s a start, right? i exercised and then showered and went to sleep. i hit the bed at around 1 or 2 am.

30: momma lee drove me to downtown after her colonoscopy lol. she’s good (: i went to sephora to return some stuff and then went to the blue line and met up with victoria at stan’s donuts. ashley was late so we sat there and talked. i got a toasted cinnamon raisin bagel and victoria got her gelato smoothie thing. when ashley got there, we headed to mitsuwa! i know it sounds crazy, but we commuted to mitsuwa and it felt pretty short thanks to these hoodlums. it was lunch time when we got there so we waited in line for ramen and we got a table right after. i had to assert my presence haha. we bought a crepe while waiting for the ramen and ate that as our appetizer. the pig cheek meat is sooo tender! i got the shio ramen, ashley got the miso ramen, and victoria got the shoyu ramen. mmmm. we all got smalls, which was a good call because we were pretty full after. we still had room for matcha soft serve though ;D it was really yummy. while we ate, we looked at the snacks and stuff. i suggested some snacks to them and they ended up buying things on my recommendation LOL. ashley got the almond chocolate pocky with the ito-en jasmine tea i love, and victoria got the same tea but experimented with this brazilian orange pocky. it tasted like orange starburst, which i didn’t appreciated haha.

i got a roasted green tea bottle and it just tastes like the jasmine one with a stronger flavor. we got on the pace bus no problem and were surprised by the fanciness of it. it was one of the nicer buses. we hopped on the blue line again and then ashley left and victoria and i transferred to the red line. when i’m with them, we gossip, but not really because we’re not the gossiping type so it ends up turning into a “what do you know” conversation. they’re so silly. :) victoria got off and then i transferred to a bus and walked home. hmm, i’ve had lots of thoughts ever since coming back. bleh. i ate dinner a bit after i got home and spent some time bothering my mom haha. we watched shark tank together and then i exercised. i made plans to see more people and then stayed up until 2 or 3 am after i showered for some reason. ehh. idk. haha.

31: i didn’t really have plans for nye. my mom and i went to pleasant prairie outlet mall on a whim to window shop. we went into every store without buying anything until we hit michael kors. they were having a huge sale so my mom bought 2 bags. then we went to coach and found nothing so we headed over to kate spade and we bought 2 more bags. my mom got a cute af red bucket bag that suits her perfectly! she also got a cross body bag that was slightly scratched for only $50! we went back to michael kors and my mom bought wallets for people back in china. these sales were crazy. i was looking at this burgundy michael kors bag, but since we got the kate spade cross body, i didn’t get it. we drove back with all of our goodies (i kept lol’ing at my mom because she spent so much money LOLOL) and then daniel and hillary picked me up for dinner. i just took the cross body and that became my mom’s christmas gift for me :P daniel, hillary, and i ordered from honeymoon cafe, picked up the food, and then went to binny’s to get amaretto, lemon mixer, and simple syrup.

we ate while watching “OA.” we watched the finale and then we watched the nye’s broadcast on the tv. tom came over and then we started to drink. daniel used the re-jigger but i’m not sure how good of a product it is now because the amaretto sours were waaay too sweet. we played card drinking games and tom was getting wrecked. haahahha. then we stopped for a bit so we could make it to the new year. :P hillary and i took pictures together on snapchat and tom was jealous so we included him. it hit 12 am and then we drove out to get tacos! we stopped at our favorite 24-hr place and got them to go. i got 2 tacos and only finished one. then we chilled for a bit and tom left and then daniel drove me back. i got back at 1 or 2 am. it was a nice home-y celebration with daniel, hillary, and tom <3 i wouldn’t ring in the new year any other way <3

jan01: because mindy, hillary, and jia wanted to go to 3 arts club cafe, we went there for brunch to ring in the new year. we only had a 15 minute wait and their couches are so soft. their “waiting room” is beautifully decorated. mindy was running a bit late and jia was the latest but we all made it in time to get seated. we kind of went crazy and got a ton of food on the menu. i got the rh burger and some tea. we all split the prosciutto board and smoked salmon platter. the salmon platter is by far the best thing they have on their menu. the burger was meh. the tea was $6.50 for only two cups of tea. .___.’ it was overpriced, but you were definitely paying for the experience and aesthetics. anyway, it was great hanging out with the girls again <333 i wish das could have been there but she was flying out today T_T i love catching up with all of them in one place because we’re all so busy and it’s rare for us to be able to do this. i had a great time with them ;D

hillary drove jia to the nearest cvs and drove me home. it was around 4 pm so i chilled at home and then drove over to evanston to meet up with juanito at peet’s! lol my parking skills suck. anyway, it was nice catching up with this boy! he was dead from practicing and school starts tomorrow for him again! booo ): we updated each other on our lives and i learned that he hates evanston because it’s so far from chicago and also other things about nu but yeah. he’s doing well, which makes me happy :D i’m glad he had time to see me before things got too crazy for him. i think we talked for about an hour or so and then we walked in the same direction until i walked over to my car. i got home, finished my burger, and i think i worked out before showering and going to sleep. i haven’t been exercising every day, but at least i’m doing something, right? x__x

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wheres his badge for killing god /j

Oh yeah I did another last night

Yoyo killed god and still failed.

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