The Absence of Light
olicity || explicit || smut & angst || 1091 || more fics
summary: prompt: out of place - Inspired by Charmed - Oliver was Felicity’s Whitelighter until he let darkness inside and became something else. // other hiatus fics
a/n: tbh I was going to do something simple like gothlicity as a queen family gala, but i’ve been watching too much charmed lately and this happened. Also… if I got the lore wrong I apologize but it’s kind of…. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
side note - as i’ve said before my internet is being super wonky so updates and such are going to be slow. I just got lucky it hasn’t been too bad today.
Oliver didn’t know it was possible to feel like this. He wasn’t himself anymore. He didn’t know how he let this happen. One moment he was protecting his charge and the next he could feel all the light leaving his body. All the goodness in his heart and soul shrouded in darkness.
“Stop moping,” Helena said.
“You did this to yourself and you’re lucky I’m here to take you under my wing.”
“I didn’t mean for it to happen,” he spat, “And I don’t want your help.”
Black smoke formed in her hand. Seconds later, she pointed a crossbow at him. “You’re going to listen to me because if you don’t you will die. Some witch somewhere with vanquish you.”
Maybe he deserved it. He dropped his gaze away from her and looked to his hands. The hands that once protected the innocent, now tainted with death. He didn’t mean to. She was in danger. Her powers weren’t physical; she was a technopath, someone that could speak to technology with her mind. She tried her best to fight, but if he hadn’t gotten there then who knows what would have happen. Fuck, he knew, and that’s why he lost it. He killed a human out of anger. He was supposed to be a pacifist, a healer, and he lost control.
Now he felt so out of place and confused.
“I need to see her,” he pushed himself up.
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