I take the photo thinking it’s a cute squirrel picnic at a four-year old girl’s grave. Once I process the image I notice the randy little bugger is sporting a massive erection. I guess these two weren’t fighting over that acorn earlier, as I first guessed.
Summar: AU. Oliver moves to a new beach house and befriends the unlikeliest of people, a tiny chatty blonde four year old called Abby Smoak.
AN: A little one shot that was inspired by a tumblr post I saw earlier this week. Thanks to @latinasmoak and @emilybuttrickards for always encouraging me to write the things.
Felicity tugs her sunglasses down over her eyes the moment she walks onto the West-Allen back patio. The cool air of their beach house being replaced with the sweltering sun. She stops for a second taking a deep breath, the salty sea air overriding her senses and the waves are crashing loudly around her. It’s a stark contrast to the usually Star City bustling city noise that she’s use to, it’s a welcome difference.
She cups her hand over her eyes despite her sunglasses to look out into the distance on the beach. She can see the little blonde hair of her four year old daughter running after Barry Allen who has his back to the ocean as he runs away from his daughter Mckayla as well as Felicity’s daughter Abby.
Both girls are laughing loudly as they try to catch Barry who is now running circles around them.
“So I guess Barry took to island life better than he thought he would?” Felicity asks amused, she winces when Abby tumbles to the ground already on alert but when Abby only laughs loudly and starts rolling in the sand like a dog, Felicity can only shake her head in disbelief.
“Oh yea, he’s really embracing the stay at home Dad thing. He and Kay go exploring the island every day when I’m at work. Either he takes the stroller and they walk along the beach or he drives around. The locals at the market know him now.”
“That’s surprising, given how much he did not want to leave central city.” Felicity observed, “Kay seems to adapt well too.”
“She three, but we think she still thinks it’s a vacation. Dad and Wally only left last week, so I think when she realizes she’s not going to see her Pops for a while, then we might have a problem.”
Felicity nods in understanding, she raises her sunglasses to peer down at her friend who is lounging on the patio chair, her gaze still focused on McKayla despite the fact that Barry is with their daughters. “And you? How are you adapting this well everything?”
Iris bites her lip looking back at Felicity a smile blossoming, “It’s exciting? I mean still in training, shadowing one of the head professors. But the campus, the campus is on a cliff looking over the ocean. There are students with picnic mats on the lawn studying while the water crashes against the rock. The entire place just smells like the ocean. There is no exhaust from cars or sirens, none of that city noise. Now it’s seagulls, waves and the occasional local breaking out into song. It’s like another planet here. I love it.”
“I’m glad, you’re happy.” Felicity says with a genuine smile, “doesn’t mean me and Abby won’t miss you guys. You’ve always been in my life, especially when Abby was born so it’s strange to not be able to come over when I want.”
“I know I miss you too.” Iris says with a frown, “my dad and Wally too. You guys know you always have a room here if you ever just wanna get away though.” Iris promises.
Felicity looks back at the massive beach house about to comment when something catches her eye, or more like someone. Iris’s neighbour had just walked out onto his own patio, Iris’s shirtless neighbor.
“Wow.” Felicity remarks lowly, even more grateful for the crashing waves in the distance. unlike back home, there’s absolutely nothing that is separating Iris’ patio and her neighbours other than the fact that they are both extensions of their own beach house.
Felicity is looking directly at the gorgeous man in front of her, she can see every curve of his bulging muscles, the way his six pack abs contract when he raises his arms to stretch, clearly getting ready for a run or workout. “Just Wow.”
“I know right?” Iris chimes in her own voice low as she continues , “that’s our new neighbour he only moved in last week. He doesn’t seem the friendliest but damn is he a looker. His one bicep is bigger than both of Barry’s put together.”
“Iris!” Felicity says scandalized, but her friend is not wrong. Felicity rips her sunglasses back over her eyes and then openly gazed at the man on the patio.
When he starts to bend over to stretch his legs no doubt, Felicity is slightly disappointed he’s facing the ocean and his back is not to them.
“C’mon turn to your right.” Iris cajoles and to their horror the man on question raises his head turning to their direction.
Kara felt like she could live in this moment
forever, feeling Lena’s hands on her as she moved with the slightest touch. The
two women danced until Lena was whisked off to give a toast and a speech. All
Kara could do was stare at her, fascinated by her energy and how she irradiated
this light that Kara had never seen
in all her years in this planet. Kara didn’t hear the words, she just clapped
with everyone else when it was over and her shoulder slumped when Lena walked
off the stage and was engulfed by serious looking business people. This was
stupid, of course Lena had to engage
in small talk with her guests, just because they had been dancing and having
what Kara could only describe as a magical moment, didn’t mean that Lena was
just going to brush off her responsibilities to stick to Kara the rest of the
night… right? Then why did it still bother her? Kara shook her head and looked
around for another glass of champagne. Not because she wanted to drink, but
just to find something to do. She found a quiet corner and sipped her drink as
she watched the night unfold.
“What is a beautiful girl like you doing here
all alone?” Kara turned around so quickly, she was glad she had superstrength
or she would’ve snapped her neck. A tall handsome man in a tailored tux was
standing next to her. His smile made Kara uncomfortable and she couldn’t help
but notice how his eyes roamed through her body. She visibly tensed and opened
her mouth to respond, but he moved closer before she could say anything. “I’ll
be happy to keep you company, I know how boring these parties can be. My name’s
Michael.” He flashed his impossibly white teeth and leaned closer. “This is the
part where you tell me your name, pretty girl.” She was too stunned to move,
and just when her brain unfroze, she felt a warm hand on her hip pulling her
gently away from the man.
“There you are, honey, I was looking all over
for you.” Lena smiled reassuringly at Kara as her grip tightened on her waist.
Kara’s face relaxed as she pulled closer to Lena who gave her the tiniest of
winks before turning towards Michael with an icy glare. To his credit, he didn’t
flinch. “Can we help you, Carlisle?” He threw his hands up in surrender as he
“Shoulda known you’d bring a bimbo to stroke
your own… ego, Luthor.” He looked Kara up and down and whispered to her, “call
me when you get tired of this frigid bitch, babe.” And he walked away, laughing.
Kara could sense Lena’s shoulders tense as a
smile was frozen on her face. Kara took the hand that was resting on her waist
and interlaced her fingers with it.
“C’mon, let’s go get some air.” Lena nodded
tersely and followed Kara out the back door to a beautiful garden. Kara didn’t
stop until they had reached a bench that seemed hidden from view. She sat down
and pulled Lena down with her. After a few seconds, Lena sighed and put her
head in her hands.
“I told you these things were tedious…” Kara
wanted to reach out a hand and comfort her, but her hip was still tingling from
where Lena had placed her hand and it made her nervous.
“You weren’t kidding. Who was that… guy?” Lena straightened up.
“Michael Carlisle, his father owns an oil
company and, well, his family and mine run in the same social circles so I’ve
known him my entire life I guess.”
“Why is he such a…” Kara waved her hands around
trying to find the right word.
“an asshole?” Lena lifted an eyebrow and Kara
nodded. They chuckled. “He’s always been an entitled asshole, I try to make a
point of not being in the same room as him but since Opal City is his town,
tonight was unavoidable.” Kara cleared her throat.
“Thank you, by the way. For coming over when
you did.” Lena turned to look at Kara and smiled, which made Kara blush. Lena
reached over and placed her hand over Kara’s.
“Of course, anytime you need me to.” Lena’s thumb
brushed the back of Kara’s hand and Kara lowered her eyes to see the motion.
Her heart was pounding in her ears and she wasn’t sure what to do next, except
cover Lena’s hand with her other hand and ghost over the knuckles with her
fingertips. She could hear Lena’s breath catch but she was unable to meet her
eyes. She bit her lip as she traced patterns on Lena’s hand and almost missed
when Lena spoke again in a quiet whisper. “Kara?” Kara only hummed in response,
not stopping her movements. Lena used her other hand to softly lift up Kara’s
chin so that their eyes could meet. Lena’s gaze made Kara almost melt. It was
soft, vulnerable and sparkling at the same time. The air around them seemed to
be charged, expecting a current to run through it at any moment. Kara’s ears
were filled with Lena’s rapid heart race matching hers. She broke first because
she couldn’t help her eyes drift down to look at Lena’s inviting lips, slightly
parted, as if waiting for her. Kara looked quickly back up to Lena’s eyes, but
she knew that Lena had noticed. Her eyes crinkled at the corners as she started
to lean forward, her hand moving from Kara’s chin to rest on her cheek. Kara
squeezed the hand that was already in hers and pulled it to rest on her waist.
It all seemed to move impossibly slow, both women almost afraid of making a
sudden move that would ruin the moment. Kara summoned all of her Supergirl
confidence and brushed Lena’s stray hairs back behind her ear and curled her
hand behind her neck. A second later, their lips brushed together. It was the
lightest of touches but it almost disarmed Kara. They stayed impossibly close,
their lips mere millimeters from each other, when Kara saw Lena’s lip quirk up
a little and saw her brush her lip with the tip of her tongue. Kara tightened
her grip on Lena’s neck just a bit as she pressed her lips to hers. This time the
kiss was fuller, and when Lena parted her lips, Kara didn’t wait for permission
and let her tongue delicately explore Lena’s mouth. She could taste the champagne
and strawberries on Lena and lazily bit her lower lip. She heard Lena’s whimper
and smiled into the kiss. They kissed like that, slowly, reverently exploring
each other’s lips for a few minutes. When they came up for air, Lena’s eyes
were glazed over as they took Kara in. Kara felt herself getting lost in that
gaze, again, and welcomed it. The look of adoration, wonder, and attraction on
Lena’s face was unlike anything Kara had ever experienced. And she knew Lena
could see the same thing on her face, because Kara was utterly disarmed now.
Lena gave her a chaste kiss on the lips before looking down, unable to wipe the
grin off her face.
“Wow, um…” She laughed, suddenly nervous. Kara
echoed the sentiment.
“Yeah, wow is about right.” Lena was still absentmindedly
stroking Kara’s cheek. She looked up at her, bit her lip and quirked an
“This is probably backwards, but would you like
to have dinner with me, when we go back to National City?” Kara took Lena’s
hand off of her cheek and kissed the back of it.
“I’d love to.” They smiled at each other, both
a little shy and still reeling from their charged kissing. Lena took a deep
breath and stood up, pulling Kara with her.
“I need to finish playing nice for a little
while longer before it’s acceptable for me to leave. Do you um, is it ok if we
fly back tonight in like an hour?” Kara nodded and smiled, still holding Lena’s
hand. She squeezed it before giving Kara a light kiss on the lips and walking
back to the party. Kara watched her leave and took a deep breath before
following her, consciously keeping her feet on the ground, because she felt
like floating right now.
One of heget’s original elven heraldric devices for Amarië of the Vanyar, beloved of Finrod Felagund, who stayed in Valinor. It’s such a simple but beautiful design.
Since this is put in a lozenge and not a circle, I take this as a family symbol for Amarie’s family as a whole. I’m pretty sure I’m going to do another one in a circle with a little more true to life flowers. I guess some sort of wildflowers but idk which ones yet.
The background took the longest. Some nice concentric circles.
I mean, at least it looks…. not half-arsed? but they couldn’t scream ‘Lion!’ any louder eve if they sang Circle of Life, so I guess it’s unique without going down the ‘I’m just going to stick to the outline of the animal and texture it’ route that many dinosaur media goes too.
I’m kinda split on it. As you said, at least it’s not shrink-wrapped? Not entirely sure how to feel about the mane, though.