#but mainly she was pissed at the idea she had to 'share' robert with chris. which. again. what the hell did she expect ghalskdfjld

[marshmellowtea]

ngl i do think robert's whole "you need affection call me dad" spiel to chris did piss celia off, not only because it's embarrassing for her and their family but also because she's the one who supposed to be using robert to leech affection off of, not chris, can't she have anything to herself (what did she expect when she dated one of her son's friends), she just wanted to be selfish just this once (she's constantly behaving selfishly at all times always), hasn't she sacrificed enough for that damn kid (no because she's never actually sacrificed anything for him even once)

[afictionaladventure16]

My Surrogate Father (Robert Downey Jr x Teen!Fem!Reader)

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Description: You were a small actress, only doing minor roles for some television shows until you landed a major role alongside the famous Robert Downey Jr. you were playing his onscreen daughter. After all the filming, things at home go downhill, you take a look back to when invited the Downeys invited you over their house for a week in order to get to know you better. During one of the interviews for the press tours, Robert notices something different about you. He won’t let it go until he figures it out.

Warnings: violence, foul language, child abuse

Word Count: 1,100

Italics = Flashbacks

“I’m supposed to yell at your during this scene,” you said as you skimmed through the script. Yesterday was your first full day at the Downeys. Today the script had arrived for the movie, you and Robert had decided to skim through it and go over the first scene together. 

“Hmm?” Robert flipped the page, “oh yeah! You do! This will be eventful.”

“I’ve got lots of practice with this,” you mumbled. Robert raised his eyebrows in a questioning manner, “many arguments with my dad before he passed,” you let out a dry chuckle, “over dumb things too.” 

“Care sharing one of those dumb things with me?” You chuckled, “this one time my dad and I had a huge argument and this argument was legit.”

 “Legit?” 

“Meaning it was real,” Robert gave you a nod to carry on, “anyway, it was after watching Civil War for our movie night and my dad said he was Team Iron Man and I got so pissed at him by the end of the argument he sent me to my room because he didn’t want to look at a traitors face,” you laughed as you explained the story. 

“Wait, so you weren’t team Iron Man?” 

“No hard feelings.”

 Robert laughed, “should’ve known,” he mumbled, “how did you get into the Marvel Universe?”

 “My dad actually. He would read me the comics when I was little, he tried to get me into DC comics but I wasn’t as interested in them as I was with the Marvel comics.” 

Robert smiled, instantly getting an idea, “Hey, dad, Susan said you were up he- oh, hey!” A young man said as he walked into the room. 

“Hey, Indio! This is y/n, she’s playing my onscreen daughter in that film I told you about,” Robert looked over at you, “y/n, this is my eldest son, Indio.”

 You stood up and shook Indio’s hand, “nice to meet you.” 

“Likewise,” he said with a smile. 

“I have to make a phone call, do you guys mind?” You shook your head and watched as Robert left the room. Robert walked into his bedroom, placing his phone to his ear, listening to it ring a few times, “hello?”

 “Well, hello there, Evans.” 

Chris chuckled, “what’s up?” 

“I have a favor to ask of you.”

 “A favor?” 

“First of all, by any chance are you in LA?” Robert knew that Chris mainly lived in Boston.

 “Actually, I am.” 

“Great, that just leaves me to find out where Mark and Sebastian are…”

“What’s this favor?” 

“Well, my co-star for my new movie is staying with us for a week, sort of to you know prepare for the movie,” Robert began to explain, “and well she’s a huge Marvel fan and she’s explained that you alongside, Mark and Sebastian are in her top five favorite actors list.” 

“Top five, huh? Did you make the cut?” 

Robert scoffed, “please, you know I always do. Anyways, she’s a young, bright, girl and she’s been through so much... I don’t know I just feel like having her meet you guys would brighten her up a bit.”

 Chris smiled, although Robert couldn't see it, “alright, let me talk to the guys, maybe we can set something up.” 

“You’re the best!” Robert exclaimed, “probably the best Chris out there.” 

“Alright, stop trying to kiss my ass, Downey.” 

~~ 

The sound of rapid knocking at your door shook you're from your thoughts, “Open this damn door!” you heard your mother yell.

 You stared at the door, watching the shadow from the bottom of the door pace back and forth, “y/n, open this damn door right now!” 

“Fuck off!” you yelled. This pissed your mother off, even more, she began kicking the door. You knew if you didn’t open the door she would end up breaking it in some way, you sighed and opened the door, instantly regretting telling your mother to fuck off.

 Your mother pushed you to the ground as soon as you came into her view, “did you steal my fucking pills, you little brat?” she sat on top of you, as she pinned your hands over your head with one hand, she began to search your pockets for her pills. 

“I don’t have them!” You yelled as you squirmed.

 “Stop lying!” She yelled, “I know you fucking took them!” You didn’t know what went over your mother but she placed her hands around your neck, slowly applying pressure. 

You choked for air, “stop, please!” You yelled out as tears flowed down your cheek, “I swear I don’t have them!” you scratched your mother's hands in an attempt to stop her, but she wouldn’t budge. 

It was as if your mother couldn’t hear you, all she could hear was the rage that was going on inside her. This undying rage of anger towards you. In an instant, her mother seemed to snap back into reality, shoving you out of the way. You took in some deep breaths as you scrambled to your feet. 

You looked over to your mother and saw her rummaging through her things, “mom, stop!” She didn’t listen, she continued throwing your clothes onto the floor, “mom! Stop it!” you yelled as you pushed away from the cabinet.

“Don’t you ever fucking learn!?” You mother said as pulled on the collar of your shirt. You shoved your mother, causing her to let go of your shirt, you knew this would cause her to get even angrier. You ran out of your room but you weren’t fast enough, your mother caught up and pushed you to the ground. Once again she was on top of you, her fist slammed down to your face. You looked at her in shock, she had actually punched you in the face. She seemed to be shocked as well as she looked at her fist then at you. 

She grinned for a second, feeling a sense of relief that came with letting her anger out, and you could see it in her. You quickly pulled your arms up to cover your face, but that didn’t stop her as she continued to punch you in the arms. “Mom, stop!” You yelled as you tried your best to defend yourself. 

Your neighbors looked at each other with concern, they were an older couple, “did you hear that  Melvin?” the wife asked as she looked out the window. 

“Sounds like someone asking for help,” Melvin said as he too looked out the window. 

“Maybe we should call the cops, it sounds like it’s coming from the L/N household,” she explained.

 Melvin thought about it for a second but it wasn’t until he heard the blood-curdling scream, he looked over to his wife, “Call 911.” 

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[sixthousandninehundredmiles]

12/3/2017

Day 2 of Davis tournament

Once again we left for the gym around 8am. It was funny when we got there because we walked in as a group and some girl at the check in table was like “Excuse me you need to check in.” I said we already did yesterday and kept walking. And she’s like “oh you have to do it again today” and I replied with “Someone will do it for us” and kept walking. Now that I think about it, it was kinda rude LOL. Our team was laughing cause Thinh, the guy from yesterday’s dinner, was like damn Derrick literally just shut that girl down like she has no say in anything. Oops :P

Doubles day! I was excited for this because it’s my strength. Van and I first started playing our entire B flight, which only consisted of 2 matches. We started off against Max Kam and Dexter Vu. Van said he has never beaten Max before and that his arm is a cannon. I feel like Max and Dexter weren’t warm yet because we beat them fairly easily in 2 games. Next we played Calvin Dai and Tim Tong, who actually ended up winning BMD. Gdi Tim is, even though by small increments, getting better every time I see him. Van and I call him “The Gatling Gun” because once he hits 1 drive, he keeps pushing forward with rapid drive shots and nothing will get past him. Like it is nothing I have ever seen before. Calvin would literally take like 10 steps every rally because he either starts with a smash followed by Tim’s drives or Tim’s drives are so pressuring that someone lifts and Calvin kills it. Stupid strong pair.

I won CMD! But this was a disappointing victory if I may say so. We “played” 5 matches to win first. Destroyed some nobody’s in the first round who somehow beat Lawrence Chen if you remember who he is. 2nd round we played Pho Ly if that name rings a bell. Never played him but I’ve definitely heard of that name at our tournaments. All the D men’s players on our team was like dude you have to beat this guy. Prove that he isn’t a B player like most people say he is. And show him that his smash isn’t as hard as people say. It was funny cause once we got on the court, Pho and his partner asked Van if I speak Viet in Viet…and then they started having their own convo. Would have been miserable if they started counting score in Viet too LOL. Super intense game and my hardest match of the day. The entire team watched us win 14-21, 21-12, 23-21. I mean I threw my racket at the end so you get the idea. Quarters we played Tommy Chiu and Matthew Hsieh. Their drive game was troubling for us especially with Tommy’s fast cut offs and Matt covering in the back. 2-0 them.

Semi-finals, the one I think you’re happy to hear, was against Anjo and Patrick Tsai. Literally one of the most disappointing matches I have ever played in my years of badminton. It ranks up there with my NCS with Chris against Robert and Justin from Logan. 21-2 and 21-10. Like we had a score conflict in the first game and we won the argument making it 5-1 and then next thing I knew they got a point making it 2-18. Before 2nd game, I spoke to Danae in Canto that we won 21-2 and she was like WTF and everything in Canto. Thinh who was sitting next to her looked super lost so Van spoke to him in Viet and we all started laughing LOL. 2nd set they showed why they lost. They are good individuals but a horrible pair with no chemistry and communication. Patrick is left-handed. Considering that these 2 play together so often, I would expect better rotation. Van just kept pushing left and right and they kept crashing into each other. He also told me to just keep smashing to the middle and their rackets kept clashing.

Finals, we played Max and Dexter again. That was short lived. They pushed themselves so hard in semi against James and John (the twins) that Dexter collapsed with a cramp after 4 points. I offered him rest time, Gatorade, and even said we have PT people with rollers who can help. They forfeit in the end as we predicted. And that’s how I walked away with a 1st place LOL check out the pics tho. Too bad the one with Randy is somewhat blurry but I thought it’s pretty nice.

After we left Davis, we went to BJ’s. Almost an hour wait because we were waiting for another group of 25 to leave and they were just chilling. Some people wanted to drink such as Van and Peter. Van I didn’t say anything because he’s driving alone. Peter said he’s ordering something if Van is and I’m like aren’t you driving. He said just 1 and I’m like but there are people in your car. And he’s like that’s true and took it back…Daniel Wong ended up being the only person who ordered a beer and shared it with some people. I ordered a prime rib and my god this is actually the saddest steak I have ever eaten. I ordered medium rare and I think it came out medium well. Chewy and dry and I have never had a steak over-seasoned. Super salty. At least the monkey bread pizookie I had in the end was good. Oh yea! After we ordered our drinks, Randy and I saw our waitress, who was super nice, sip one of the drinks she was putting on the tray and took it to our table…not sure who’s it was but that was awkward LOL. I also secretly told the waiter that it’s actually Thinh’s bday in a few days and was wondering if we could include something for him. He was super surprised wit his pizookie and also said kinda gave a thank you speech before we got into our cars to head home. I actually found out his bday at the HK cafe but he said to keep it down because he didn’t want everyone knowing…I hope he wasn’t upset or offended in anyway but I just wanted to do something for our teammate :P

The drive home was horrible mainly because every ptfo so I had no one to talk to. We set our destination at the Shell near Van’s house to gas up. So here is where a rant begins. Basically all cars arrived at Shell at different times because some people, such as myself, dropped off people who lived in Milpitas before arriving. CJ, who is already the slowest driver, dropped off someone in Union City and also had to drop Aliza near Great Mall. He said it’ll take him another 30 minutes to get here. So I thought heck instead of everyone waiting in the cold, the fact that I’m driving a van, and also I’m not paying for gas, I could just drive a bunch of people, drop them off on campus, then come back. This way drivers won’t have to be going out of their way later and I can just do 1 trip while waiting for CJ. Everyone liked the idea so I took people who lived on campus and people who had rides waiting at school. Randy is one of the drivers. After I called out who lives near campus, Daniel Wong asked if he can ride with me. I mean I knew he was an asshole but this is far out there. Even Van called him out for it over text and he’s usually the one who tells me to chill about him. I’m like wait aren’t you going home with Randy? He said if I drove him, he could shower and sleep 30 minutes earlier. I’m like so you’re just gonna leave your housemate here? He gave me a glare and was like fuck it fine I’ll stay. I’m like ok fine wtv so Daniel muttered something under his breath and went to get his stuff. Randy literally double flipped him off and mouthed “fuck you” right behind Daniel and most people saw. Then as I was loading the van, Danae was sleeping in the passenger seat. I was 2 seats short so I asked if she could stay here with the others. She tackled me with questions which I got super pissed about: “Why do you need to take them back? Why can’t they wait? Why do you have to be the one to take them back? Who am I waiting with?” Like I had to answer everything and people hear this. And she was complaining when she got out of the car. Daniel Wong eventually got the hint we were short on seats and reluctantly just grabbed his bag and got out without a word. I’m like seriously you two?

While driving back, I couldn’t help but think Danae has actually caused more trouble than anything on this trip. And it just really pissed me off. Even while driving people back to school, they jokingly said dude Danae looked like she’s gonna murder us. I’m like dude these people barely know you but I feel like they can judge you accurately. She caused a fuss on Saturday morning because she thought someone was gonna go get breakfast for the team. I asked her if she coached anyone during this tournament and she’s like no because she didn’t have breakfast so she can’t think straight and in the middle of the day between her games, most people lost already so there’s no point. I’m like dude, you’re a coach. Take some damn responsibility. She also got breakfast on Sunday morning and didn’t offer to get me any. I didn’t mind but knowing her, it is surprising. And I was swerving a bit on the way back from Davis because I was sleepy but not once did she offer to drive. I hate to admit it but she’s just leeched on this trip. Just pissed me off the whole drive from Shell back to Fremont.

When I got home, I jumped in the shower and crawled into bed asap because I was too dead to care for anything else in the world LOL what a trip :)