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bakerstreet2025-05-18 12:45 am
oneholysock) wrote in bakerstreet2025-05-18 12:45 am
midnight texting
The Midnight Texting Meme It's the middle of the night and you're trying to catch some z's — or brooding alone in the alleys, as one does — when your phone dings and suddenly a stranger or a friend is texting you. What could they possibly want at this hour? Is it important? Stupid? Are they drunk or maybe just needy? ● Post with your character's name and canon on the subject line, indicate preferences as needed |
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Oh, so there's a list. 🧐
[Color her intrigued. What he says about Lois makes her cackle to herself. She does have that effect on people, and Lois thrives on that.]
Ollie, honey, even Lex Luthor is terrified of her. Take that as you will.
You watched it! Yay! 🥰 Thank you~ 🩷 I don't suppose I could persuade you to watch it with me?
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For one, it's leaving out how sweet you are
Everyone knows that though, don't they? It's hard to miss.
Hmm..what is cute leaving out...
[ he might be enjoying this too much but it's a pretty uncharted territory, all things said ]
Sexy. How could I forget?
Those legs...
[ yes, kara. he takes a lot of satisfaction in making you blush ]
You might find I'm easily persuaded when it comes to you.
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This is so not fair. 😳 I'm all red now, thanks. (〃￣ー￣〃)
Do you... Want to watch it at my place or yours?
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Which this isn't a complaint. Don't stop sending them.
And I'll save the rest of the descriptives for in-person.
[ he does consider the question for probably longer than she expects. but there's something about the idea of getting to be in her space. see her. ]
Yours. Definitely yours.
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[She feels a little flutter in her chest when he decided to watch the movie at her place.]
Great! I'm looking forward to it. 😊
Oh! And you'll get to see the painting I have up in person too 🙂↕️
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Because I could go on for awhile.
[ it's more open than he typically is; another one of her superpowers, and part of his brain is already planning for that movie date ]
Should I bring popcorn or ice cream?
Maybe both.
[ and then: ]
Seeing your art is worth it alone, Kara.
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[She'll be touched to know he's being more open with her. Kara, in turn, is not putting up a front. She could just be herself. He's not the only one excited for their movie date.]
Oliver, you know me.
Get both. Always get both! 😆😉
[She eats as much as Barry does. Maybe even more.]
And it means a lot. That you want to see my art. I don't think anyone else has expressed an interest in it before 🤔
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Mid mission and I'm thinking of the way you bite your lip when you're puzzling something out.
[ welcome back to evoking his 'no chill' ways, Kara. Better buckle up ]
But maybe the most important question I'll ask you tonight
What's your favorite flavor?
[ a brief pause because now she's going to make him sappy ]
Kara, you could do anything.
Most people would abuse that fact.
You? You're creating, in a world used to destruction
Of course I'm interested.
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Stop. [Her tone a mixture of her embarrassment, being flattered, and happy at the same time.]
[The second voice memo she sends after that:]
W-wait! [Her voice now a bit panicked.] Wait, I didn't mean that. Um, keep going. [A chuckle can be heard.] Keep going, Ollie.
[Switching back to text now.]
Vanilla. With sprinkles. Or strawberry that has strawberry bits in it. 🤔
[Wow. Just wow. Kara cuddles her phone to her chest with a sigh for a moment before texting back.]
Wow. No pressure, huh?
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Because now? There's an incoming FaceTime request. Pandora's gate just opened and sitting on the other side is Oliver Queen.
Lying on his makeshift bed in the foundry, sterile industrial looking wall behind him, ribs still wrapped in gauze, but looking happy...and maybe a little devious. Accept at your own peril. ]
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She sits up from her sofa, taking out the pencil from her bun and putting that on the table before she taps "Accept" on her phone. The red flush on her face had dwindled to a healthy pink. Her hair had become all mussed up due to her lying down earlier, making Kara sigh before pulling at the hair tie to take it down from the bun, letting it hang loose on her shoulders. This song can be heard playing faintly in the background.]
Uh, hi. [She says with a smile, finally, giving Oliver a little shy wave before absently combing her fingers through her hair.] Texting not enough for you anymore?
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he's seated now, back pressed against the wall behind him, holding the phone up in that slightly awkward way that comes from never having a reason for video calls before. ]
Enough? When it comes to you? [ it's relative silence on his end; just the quiet hum of electronics in the back. she can see him from the chest up; just the hint of his bratva tattoo visible. he's focused on the image of Kara, though. how her hair frames her face ]
No. Not even close. [ he reaches up, pulling off the headphones he'd grabbed earlier to watch the trailer she had sent. ] Vanilla with sprinkles, huh? That's very you.
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[Keep it together, Danvers.]
Ah, you should've seen my face when Barry brought me ice cream for the first time. No sprinkles though.
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[ A shuffle of movement, the camera is shaky on his end as Oliver gets to his feet and angles his phone lower, focusing on the wrap currently around his ribs, though nothing more scandalous. He's still in the green leather pants of his suit ]
See? This is me taking it easy...relatively speaking.
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[When he moves the camera to show the gauze around his ribs, Kara sits up in rapt attention, her brows furrowing in concentration as she looks at it. She sighs,]
Well, you are talking to me instead of pushing yourself out there. That's progress.
[Her expression relaxes, her usual bright smile coming out.]
Are you going to tell me, "You should see the other guy."?
[A tease, a snort laugh escaping her.]
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[ the 'other guy' in question being a gunrunning operation he took down in the glades. He lifts the phone back up to focus on Kara again, head tilted slightly ]
It was tempting. GCPD called in an attempted robbery at Ostrander Hotel. [ one that got promptly handled but didn't make it any easier for him to walk away from ] Almost turned my bike around.
[ there's something a little more earnest, a little softer in his expression. only there for a second . ] But I just...needed to talk to you.
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I'm glad you're talking to me.
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Oh, crap!
[Kara absently takes her phone with her, treating Oliver to a shaky view of her lot's ceiling while Kara casually super speeds to her front door. He's able to hear this exchange,]
Mrs. Needleberg! Heeey~
[he can hear another voice, and older woman, laced with concern,]
Kara, sweetie! It's late! Did you see a spider?? A robber??
N-No! NO! No spider or robber! I'm fine! Sorry! I was watching the news! I'll-I'll keep it down.
Well, good! I know you creative types are night owls, but the whole building ain't gonna appreciate that. You don't usually give me any trouble, sweetheart.
[Kara sighs,]
I-I know. I'm sorry. I'll be quiet. [beat] Quieter. You won't hear a peep.
Good! Well, I'll leave you to yer reporting. Good night, sweetie.
Good night, Mrs. Needleberg.
[The door is closed, and Kara realizes she had her phone on the entire time that happened. She lifts the camera to her face, her cheeks flushed and her smile apologetic.]
And you heard that.
[Kara groans, taking them back to her sofa where she plops down to sit again.]
That was my super...
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The way he has to bite down on his lip at the flailing attempt to explain away the noise she made. How could one man be expected not to cave?
But he holds the line, until that soft groan as Kara sinks into the softa ]
I heard everything. [ It's obvious through the way that he's breathing that he was so close to breaking; the quick exhales through his nose, the way his lips twitch ] She seems like a lovely woman, Kara.
[ He breaks; gods help him, he breaks. The laugh finally comes out, the camera on his end shaking, and it's immediately followed by a groan as he places a hand on his ribs ] It-it hurts but I c-can't stop. You were watching the news...
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[Kara scoffs, pretending to be affronted by his laughter, even putting a hand on her chest for dramatic effect. She's actually quite happy he's enjoying himself.]
I mean, she is! She's the reason why my place is rent-controlled in the first place. You didn't see her—She was swinging around a bat! A metal one!
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[ The idea of this older woman rushing to Kara's door, metal bat in hand, is almost more than he can handle. Only now has his breathing started to return to normal and the camera steady; though he's still clutching his ribs with one hand. ]
Meanwhile her tenant could bench press a car. [ Still teasing her, though his tactic shifts in that moment. He groans, playing up the pain to a higher level than it is ]
I think you made me pull a rib, on top of the bruising. [ There it is; that dangerous smirk. ] I'm suffering, Kara.
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[That explains a few things.]
Aww, [She coos at him, leaning her cheek on her hand.] My poor baby. I'm sorry. I'll try to tone down my shenanigans for you. [He gets a cheeky little wink to the camera.]
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Instead... [ he leans in closer to the camera, watching her image on the screen, his free hand lifting to drag his fingers through his short hair ] We have a movie date coming up...you could promise to kiss it and make it better then. [ it turns out he's a man with very little shame and one who enjoys watching her react ]
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I'll keep it up. Gotcha!
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[Due to another bout of clumsiness, her nerves making her hands shaky, the phone almost slips out of Kara's palm again yet this time she manages to catch it before it drops, making the camera flip upside down for a moment.]
........
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Done!
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