Prompt: #13 Handcuffed
Pairing: Oliver x Felicity
Rating: Teen (to be safe)
Also fulfills the “handcuffed together” square on my Trope Bingo card
The whole mission was a catastrophic failure. He hadn’t been wild about it in the first place mostly because it involved Felicity joining him in the field. Ever since the night he asked her (he so did not have the right to ask her what he did but he did it anyhow and he hated himself for it) to help take down Slade, the notion of purposefully placing Felicity in danger was abhorrent to him. For one terrible night, she’d been in all the danger and the memory of it still gave him nightmares nine months later.
But Rob Lincoln was a dirty politician and poised to take advantage of Starling City. As the city was still recovering from the horrors of the Undertaking and Blood and Slade’s Army, the last thing it needed was some sleaze with ties to the mob victimizing it further. The trick, however, was getting the proof of the shady dealings they already knew about. Proof they could pass over to the journalists and Laurel Lance. Once the public heard of what Mr. Lincoln was involved in, there was no way he’d be elected. At best, he’d be run out of Starling on a rail. At worst, jail time. Lots and lots of jail time.
And, of course, the best, most reliable and easiest way to gather that proof was for Felicity to do so in person. Oliver always got invited to these fancy dinner parties that the high and mighty of Starling City were always throwing. He didn’t often attend them anymore, but he made an exception for the one Rob Lincoln threw that Friday night and brought Felicity with him as his plus one.
Simple and easy right? HA. When was his luck ever that favorable?
the progress of their relationship (◕‿◕✿)
I just listened, its a great song for them! If you guys wanna have a hear too, give it a listen (with the lyrics cuz that’s how I roll).
Thanks for sharing, nonny!
This Ain’t Love (It’s Clear To See) (63945 words) by callistawolf
Fandom: Arrow (TV 2012)
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Oliver Queen/Felicity Smoak
Characters: Oliver Queen, Felicity Smoak, John Diggle, Tommy Merlyn, Laurel Lance
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Season/Series 01, What-If, One Night Stands, Romance
He was tired and lonely, and she was looking at him like she wanted to eat him up and dammit, it felt good. It didn’t have to be a problem. He was a big boy now and she seemed like she had a good head on her shoulders. This could work, he promised himself. But then, why did that feel so much like lying?
Author’s Note: Soooo yeah this chapter is pretty much smut. If you aren’t interested in smut just content yourself that they spent the night together and it was lovely and there’s such promise for both their futures, blah blah blah.
THANK YOU to lunarsilverwolfstar for her beta work on this. She assures me this chapter isn’t nearly as terrible as I think it is.
And THANK YOU to all my fine readers. Your comments/reviews/favorites/kudos and ongoing interest in this story have really kept me going. Bless your patience and I hope you’ve enjoyed this. Thanks for reading!
Dinner was good, not that he hadn’t expected it to be, but he knew Felicity had chosen something quick to prepare and his expectations hadn’t been very high. Plus, his focus was more on dessert. But the quick pasta stir fry she’d whipped up tasted as good as anything he could have ordered in a restaurant. And while he’d helped her by chopping the vegetables, she’d mixed up a quick batch of cupcakes for them have after the meal. He’d protested her efforts at first, but she’d insisted, telling him that everyone deserved cake on their birthday.
He was still sipping the wine from dinner, that infamous 1982 Lafite Rothschild, when Felicity brought out a cupcake with a candle stuck into the frosting. Oliver chuckled and sat back, enjoying the happy smile on her face. Then, she began to sing to him. It was just the standard, old birthday song but the way she sang it, it was as though he’d never heard it before. He’d heard her humming along to music a few times but he’d never really heard her sing and, god help him, she had the voice of an angel.
We’re not our masks and we need people in our lives who don’t wear one.
: Tommy Merlyn in “Home Invasion” (1x20)
absentlyabbie said: the badly broken tommy merlyn, seriously it sometimes hits me how FUCKED UP this guy is, and yet he put on this beautiful show, this charming and sincere veneer, people looked at tommy and oliver and assumed tommy was the more normal and well adjusted of the two,and it’s all this gorgeously constructed illusion, dead mom, poor little rich boy, abandoned by his father and emotionally and psychologically (if not also physically) abused by him when he returns, taken in by his best friend’s family to feel like one of their own, but knowing he’s not a queen not even close, he forms his whole identity growing up as Oliver’s Best Friend, finder of the party flirt and facilitator of trouble, then oliver dies, and tommy is alone, alone and friendless and in a tailspin and desperately in love with his dead best friend’s furious ex girlfriend, but too fucking fucked up to do anything about it, except pretend to just want shallow angry comfort sex, and then oliver came back and instead of going back to exactly what tommy had been before he decided to GROW UP, to change into something better someone HE could be proud of, and then it all fell apart, his father a monster his best friend a hollow shell, and unable to trust his ability to hold on to the love his life, so he self sabotages, and as the world falls apart he goes with it, but still he dies a hero in the end.