Mia Smoak

Private & selective Mia Smoak from DCTV's Arrow. Adored by Kerry

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[ 📲 • sms ] —— are you trying to drunk text me rn?

[sms]: no![sms]: i am sucedin[sms]: trying wold b if you nver got tihs

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#please let us see jack as will one last time

@greentippedarrow, how rude of me is it to say we probably will…at Oliver’s funeral…

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@greentippedarrow​ : CALLED IT.

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#please let us see jack as will one last time

@greentippedarrow, how rude of me is it to say we probably will…at Oliver’s funeral…

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@greentippedarrow​ : CALLED IT.

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Felicity squints - is she rolling her eyes at her? - She drops down in her seat and used her feet to swivel the chair toward the computers. “ Okay, let’s start by taking a little lookse into the Argus files and see if they’ve ever heard of someone called the Monitor. They tend to keep track of other worldly things. So, maybe we’ll get lucky.” she offers as nimble fingers glide across the keys the sound echoing through the quiet room.

The blonde hacker has a dozen questions she wants to ask but she vaguely remembers Barry’s warning about future things and timeline tampering - but she has a daughter. A daughter. That’s…huge. She clears her throat, eyes to on the screens as she speaks. “So, uh - what can you tell me. You know, about when you’re from?”

Not at her. At the Monitor. And how he seemed to appear out of nowhere, offering people the same exact deal -- their life in order to save the universe. It was ridiculous. And clearly a manipulation tactic. For from what she understood, both Barry and her father had been offered that deal. Yet Barry Allen had returned to his family while her father...

She had to put a stop to this. Stop her dad from making a decision that would cost them everything. And...put into place a new deal if it came to that.

“I don’t know...isn’t it...like against the rules of time travel to tell you anything? Can’t I accidentally affect the future by doing so?”

Not like she wasn’t trying to purposefully affect the future or anything.

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The answer that her future daughter gave her left her with more questions but the one that she felt most important right now was how it didn’t seem like it was the full truth. Not that she lied to her– no, but that she wasn’t telling her everything. Felicity didn’t know how she could tell, maybe it was the way Mia had a similar look in her eyes that Oliver got when he was holding back from her, or maybe it was just because it was her daughter and she felt like she already knew her.

“Get you back?” That wasn’t the first question on her mind but it was the one she decided to start with. “I mean I feel like that should be an obvious thing, but at the same time I feel like…you just got here– there is so much I want to know.”

She knew that had it been her version of her mother, she would have known right away that Mia was keeping something from her. No matter how big or small the thing was, Felicity always seemed to know. But Mia was unsure whether this version of Felicity had developed that skill yet and as she didn’t seem to be pressing her to fess up about anything...Mia was going to be glad for small favors and concentrate on the questions her mother had asked her.

“I know, but we can’t...our timeline has been left unprotected. With us here...it’s like if you all disappeared from this timeline. We need to get home. To our Star. Before something bad happens.” Well, something worse. Something bad had already happened. A lot of somethings, really.

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The words that passed through the blonde’s lips had his heart skipping a few beats in his chest. Brows furrowed and he turned back towards Rene, John and Dinah for a quick second before directing his attention back to the three kids standing on the other side of the platform. That was Mia. She called him dad. That had to be Mia.

One of the first things he noticed was the fresh blood on her neck and the stains on her shirt. What happened? “Are you okay?” It’s quieter than his normal volume, voice breaking ever so slightly as he started piecing things together.

It had to be the Monitor. That was the only possible explanation at the moment. And he just… Had no idea why. One minute he was in Nanda Parbat and the next, he was back in the bunker with his team. “I didn’t do this. I can’t.”

No. She was most definitely not okay. But not because of the injuries; she didn’t care about those. The problem was Zoe. Zoe and all the others they left behind. The city they just left unguarded because they were now there. 

"Then who did?” She needed to know. Needed to find him and make them send her back. Send them all back. They needed to get home. Back to Star and to...

She refused to just leave her there. To be nothing more than another body for the Deathstrokes to do god knows what with.

“Tell me who did this and I’ll find them.”

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[Text to Mia ]: If you do I’ll just have your mother or brother unblock it. [Text to Mia]: You don’t be able to do that because then you won’t get fed. [Text to Mia]: And have your uncle John and aunt Lyla stop by, I’m sure they’re worse than me.

[text to Dad]: William would never betray me in such a manner. Mom, maybe, but not William. [text to Dad]: Not true. It’s called take out. I could be a hero and single handedly keep that Chinese place I like in business. [text to Dad]: Probably. UGH. BOO ADULTS. [text to Dad]: Can we have mac and cheese for dinner?

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text messages.

[ 📲 • sms ] —— what are you doing? [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you trying to drunk text me rn? [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey what are you doing? [ 📲 • sms ] —— didn’t you get my last text? [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you ignoring me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m so bored! [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey you 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— blue is definitely your color 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— ugh i wish you were here! [ 📲 • sms ] —— i think you’re going to like what you see 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— you’ve been on my mind all day today. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i can’t stop thinking about you. [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you gonna fall asleep on me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— NO don’t fall asleep on me again tonight! [ 📲 • sms ] —— you fell asleep on me last night! you owe me now [ 📲 • sms ] —— send me a picture 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey cutie! haven’t talked to you in a while! [ 📲 • sms ] —— why did you stop texting me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey can i call you now? [ 📲 • sms ] —— call me rather talk on the phone [ 📲 • sms ] —— sweet dreams….with me in them 😉 jk [ 📲 • sms ] —— oooooh, i like the sound of that 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— what are you doing tomorrow? [ 📲 • sms ] —— do you wanna hang out tomorrow? [ 📲 • sms ] —— what do you wanna do tomorrow? ☺️ [ 📲 • sms ] —— you looked really good today. [ 📲 • sms ] —— can’t wait to see you xoxo [ 📲 • sms ] —— talk dirty to me [ 📲 • sms ] —— maybe i can stay the night with you tomorrow [ 📲 • sms ] —— dang you take long enough to text back. [ 📲 • sms ] —— you are the slowest texter ever. 😒 [ 📲 • sms ] —— i hate texting you sometimes. you take forever. [ 📲 • sms ] —— you take forever and a day to reply. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i was wondering where you went. [ 📲 • sms ] —— what happened? where did you go? [ 📲 • sms ] —— k. [ 📲 • sms ] —— ok that’s cool. [ 📲 • sms ] —— what’s wrong with you? [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey where was you today? [ 📲 • sms ] —— do you wanna come over? [ 📲 • sms ] —— why are you texting me? i’m standing right beside you… [ 📲 • sms ] —— i hate one word texters. [ 📲 • sms ] —— stop one wording me. 😒 [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you mad at me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— what do you wanna talk about? [ 📲 • sms ] —— do you like me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i love you 😍 [ 📲 • sms ] —— miss you 😘 [ 📲 • sms ] —— stop sending me that wink face. [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you okay? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m gonna take a shower brb [ 📲 • sms ] —— hold on i gotta do something real quick. [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you trying to sext me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— my dog/cat said he/she missed you. [ 📲 • sms ] —— what’s your dog/cat doing? [ 📲 • sms ] —— what are you watching? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i see how it is 😜 [ 📲 • sms ] —— you can’t text me but you can be on facebook/twitter/instagram/ [ 📲 • sms ] —— how come you never text me anymore? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i gave you my number so you could text me punk 😛 [ 📲 • sms ] —— you never text me back anymore ☹️ [ 📲 • sms ] —— sorry didn’t mean to bug you [ 📲 • sms ] —— you only text me when i text you first. [ 📲 • sms ] —— you never text me first! [ 📲 • sms ] —— wanna go catch a movie tomorrow? [ 📲 • sms ] —— what do you mean by that status you posted? [ 📲 • sms ] —— guess what emoji is next to your name in my phone? [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey stranger. stop being a stranger. [ 📲 • sms ] —— did you miss me? 😆 [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m looking through your pictures right now. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i saw that selfie you just posted. [ 📲 • sms ] —— you text me after i upload a bomb selfie i see. [ 📲 • sms ] —— it’s okay you don’t to lie to me. [ 📲 • sms ] —— aww, that was so sweet. ☺️  [ 📲 • sms ] —— aww, that just made me smile. ️☺️☺️  [ 📲 • sms ] —— i s2g i’m punching you so hard the next time i see you. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i s2g you get on my nerves. [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey there ! remember me ? [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you going to ignore me again tomorrow?

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//Okay. Okay. I know I said I was going to do stuff last time, but I mean it today. Because hey...tonight is all about my girl and her living up to her father’s legacy. Which means I need to find a verse name for the brave new Star City we’re about to see.

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//I have officially caught up, having finished Crisis this morning and NOTHING IS OKAY. I will also be catching up on all I owe here this weekend. 

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//Guess who didn’t get home in time to watch live tonight? That would be me. I promise to catch up ASAP though.

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Nope. Fucking NOPE. I refuse to give up. And Mia Smoak Queen is gonna save her stubborn ass father if it’s the last thing she ever does.

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Felicity was still just getting to know the woman she was holding in her arms now as a baby, but the raw emotion that she felt coming from her, a feeling like she already knew everything about her and yet nothing at the same time made her just as emotional as Mia was in her arms. She knew even not to let go until her daughter was ready. Holding her close, hoping that despite the fact that she was here in the past that she was okay.

When she did let go and started almost rambling a little it just made Felicity look from her to everyone else confused. “Back? Zoe? I’m sorry– I just was told that you were here and I came running but I feel like I need to be caught up a little bit more.”

They might not be hugging anymore but Felicity’s hands hadn’t moved from Mia’s arms when she pulled back. Holding her gently, almost subconsciously trying to soothe her. “Are we talking about Zoe Ramirez? Is she here too?” Mia, William and someone named Connor that apparently was a future Diggle, but she didn’t listen much past that.

“There is a lot we have to figure out– but I’ll do whatever I can to help”

Mia wanted to tell her everything -- tell her how, no matter what they did, it seemed like JJ and his gang were gaining more ground every day. Tell her how close she had been to the edge. How if things had played out just a tiny bit differently that it would have been her instead of Zoe. How it should have been her instead of Zoe. 

She wanted to tell her about Zoe, but she couldn’t. She couldn’t bring herself to say it. Because she couldn’t bring herself to admit to her mother that she failed. Felicity had entrusted the city to her and to William. Had counted on them to continue her and their father’s work and all they had done...

All they had done was watch one of their own die while letting JJ slip through their fingers. Well no more. They needed to find a way home and they needed to put the Deathstrokes down once and for all. 

At her mother’s question, she did manage a nod. “We left her in...in a not so great position and we need to get back to her. Back to her and to Star so that we can stop the Deathstrokes. Without us there who knows what havoc they’re raking.”

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Oliver blinked. Brother. That meant that one of the other young adults was his son. William. William was also there. Maybe it would give them a chance to reconnect. He could connect with both of his children. “William?” Oliver asked and turned to the young man, that Mia had pointed at. As much as he wanted to talk to him, right now he needed to focus on Mia. Because right now it looked like she might need some help, if she was bleeding from her neck.

“Mia,” he whispered, taking a step closer, not really trusting his own legs, “are you okay,” he reached up, touching his own neck, hopefully she’d understand what he meant. “I can help you clean that.” Oliver let out a breath, his hands almost shaking, his lips felt dry, he was sure that his voice would waver as he spoke more to her. “We’ll figure it out,” he said, “but you need to fix that on your neck. I won’t allow you to bleed out in the bunker.” He wasn’t going to let her die, not on his watch, maybe this was how Felicity had felt every time he came back bleeding.

Felicity. Maybe he needed to contact her. She could fix this, or help them understand. “Can I hug you?”

“Fine.” She wasn’t; not by a long shot. There was blood steadily flowing from the place where JJ cut her and between that and the whole ‘time travel’ thing, she was feeling a bit dizzy. But she’d deal. Push through. At least until they found a way to get back to their own time and stop JJ.

If they couldn’t get back in time to save Zoe, then she’d damn well make sure her death wasn’t in vain. “I’ve had worse.” She hadn’t. Not really. She had been banged up and bruised. Gotten split lips and broken bones from the fight club, but she had never had someone attempt to cut her throat before. Had never been this close to bleeding out.

A small shiver ran through her -- a shiver she hoped was due to the air in the bunker and not her loss of blood -- and she looked at her father, weighing his last question in her mind. Can I hug you? “Why?”

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post - trauma sentence starters  blood, death mention.

“don’t do that. don’t shut me out.” 

“you’ve been crying. i can tell.”

“we need to change those bandages and get some food in you.”

“you want me to rub your back ’til you fall asleep?”

“that was a brave thing you did today.” 

“shh, that’s okay, get everything out.”   

“there’s something on your shirt. you – that’s blood!”

“need some space?”

“you should lay down.”

“there’s nothing wrong with asking for help.” 

“shh, shh. you were having a nightmare.”

“we can talk through the door.” 

“let’s clean you up and get you to bed, okay?”

“you almost died.” 

“i brought you a blanket.”

“you’re home. you’re safe.” 

“i’m worried about you.”

“is everything okay?”

“tell me how to make it better.”

“it’s been a tough few days. how are you holding up?”

“you have to stay awake. come on, give my hand a squeeze.” 

“you’re in the hospital.” 

“think you can make it to the bathroom?”

“no, no. don’t close your eyes.”

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| Sara & Mia - Closed |

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She kind of regretted that they were alone at the moment.  Though, she knew that she couldn’t go around relying on Kara and the rest to be there all the time to get her out of trouble.  It didn’t work that way.  And she was quite capable of taking care of herself anyway.  And she knew that Mia was too.  

Hearing her, she smiled just a little at her, nodding towards them.  “Left.”  Sliding her batons loose, she flicked them longer, easily falling into fighting stance.  Her hand up, motioning for him to come at her.  This was going to be fun.

If there was one thing Mia’s childhood had taught her, it was that she couldn’t rely on anyone but herself. Her dad made some cosmic deal that ripped him away from them. Her mother spent years lying to her. She had Nyssa, but Nyssa’s first responsibility was always to the League -- and undoing all the evil her father and sister had put out into the world. Even Connor had lied to her. About who he was; about knowing who she was.

So walking head on into a fight with alien beings without Supergirl? That was just fine with her. In fact, she kind of preferred it that way; seeing as how she wasn’t too fond of Kara or Barry (all due to the whole cosmic deal her father entered into -- one meant to save their lives while sacrificing his own). 

Moving right, she grabbed her bow, firing round after round after round at the invaders. Some regular arrows and some...not so regular. Trick ones she found stashed in the old bunker. They really came in handy in moments like this.

Watching the last on her side land on his ass -- she put an arrow through his leg before looking towards Sara. “You good?”