felicity x john

I like seeing them together, I like the dynamic. I like that she’s a badass, that she’s capable in the field, that she’s smart, that she has a child. The couple has evolved. They’re Felicity and Oliver in five years.

anonymous asked:

can you do 6, 7 and 23 for oliver queen? I loved your other one, thank you!!!!

Of course you can :)

#6: “We had a small explosion.”
#7: “I just want to hear your voice.”
#23: “I can’t lose you. I can’t.”

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Diggle ran through the construction sight as fast as he could, keeping his gun aimed forward in case any of the perps jumped out in front of him.

He had lost sight of Oliver about two minutes ago, though he was sure he was doing just fine.

It was an ordinary recon mission, a couple low life drug dealers trying to sell to high school students. In fact, it was so simple that Oliver gave the rest of the team the night off.

The only inhabitant of the Arrow Cave was you, taking over Felicity’s job for the night and instructing them where to go.

“Spartan,” you said, “turn left and then left again. You’ll come up to Arrow battling a couple of them.”

He didn’t even bother to say anything back, he just kept on running where you instructed him to.

“Arrow,” you called into his coms, “Spartan is coming up in your right. The leader just took of to the left, follow him Spartan will deal with the others.”

You wanted to wish him good luck or say something funny, however at that exact moment Curtis walked in and walked directly into one of Oliver’s wracks of arrows.

The explosive ones.

Both of you ducked as two of the arrows exploded. It was only a small explosion. But it must have made a huge noise over the coms because the next thing you knew, Oliver and Diggle were shouting in their side.

“Y/N! What happened? Are you okay?” Diggle called.

You quickly explained what happened to him and he only laughed and said that he was heading back to the Arrow Cave now.

However, you had no reply from Oliver. Which worried you because you knew that he could get very worried about very small things when it came to you.

“Ollie?” you called over the coms, “You okay?”

When you did hear a reply, you immediately sent Diggle his exact location and told him to go check on Oliver.

After a few stressed out minutes (with Curtis apologizing for the burn mark now present by the arrow wracks) Diggle’s voice came through the coms again, “Y/N, you mind heading down here? Oliver’s not in the best mind set.”

You didn’t even ask any questions, just agreed and grabbed your coat to take with you.

When you arrived at his location you saw him leaning against the wall of an old warehouse. His hood was down, his mask off, his hair a mess and his eyes bloodshot.

The sad thing was, this wasn’t the first time you had seen him like this.

“Dig,” you called softly to him, “go wait by my car please. We’ll come out in a little while.”

He nodded and walked off. Leaving the two of you alone.

You immediately sat down in front of Oliver, straddling him like you had done so many times before.

“Hey Ollie,” you whispered running your hands through his hair, “what’s going on in that head of yours?”

His only reply was to wrap his arms around you and burry his head in your shoulder.

“I thought something happened to you. I heard a scream and then an explosion and my coms cut out and I couldn’t hear you and I didn’t know what happened to you and I just… I can’t lose you. I can’t.”

“Shh,” you replied, “you won’t. I’m right here. And I’m not going anywhere.”

You knew he had had a panic attack in that random alley way. You knew his legs had given way. You knew memories of his past where haunting him. You knew him better than he knew himself.

But you didn’t say you knew any of that, instead you just say there until you felt his heart rate slowly lower.

“Okay,” you said softly, not wanting to startle him, “you ready to move?”

He shook his head, which was still buried in your shoulder, “I just want to hear your voice.”

“Okay,” you said, “well we had a small explosion thanks to Curtis. Nothing big, he just walked into your explosive arrows. We really need to put those arrows somewhere safe.”

He didn’t reply, but you felt he had stopped shaking which was an improvement.

You didn’t move for a long time, but you would have stayed there as long as you needed to.

Because deep down you knew, you needed him as much as he needed you.

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I have no idea where this came from.

But thanks for reading :)

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anonymous asked:

Imagine where reader is Oliver's sister and is dating Barry?

Okay so I love this idea and since there isn’t a specific situation I’m gonna do a blurb on what it would involve :)

Hope this is okay and if any of you have a specific scene with this that you would like me to write, feel free to request it :)

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Okay firstly there are two things you need to know. One is that Oliver will be beyond protective over you no matter what. And two is that Barry will love you unconditionally and irrevocably.

Yes, when Oliver first finds out he’s gonna be pissed. For two reasons, firstly because as far as he was concerned there is no man on this earth (or any other earth) that would ever be good enough for his sister. And secondly, because he knew that if you fell for Barry you would move to Central City.

He would also be upset with himself, because he introduced the two of you. But he never expected you to fall for the speedster.

Yeah, the two of them would be at each other’s throats for a while. Mainly because Oliver was testing Barry. Although Barry wouldn’t exactly be ignoring him.

However after a while Oliver would stop and accept that you and Barry were dating.

This wasn’t because you loved him. Or even because Barry was a superhero.

But rather because he had looked into Barry’s eyes and saw nothing but pure love in his eyes. Oliver knew that Barry would do anything for you, that he loved you unconditionally and that, if he was being honest with himself, there was no other man who would love you the way Barry did. And he knew that now that he had accepted Barry, he wouldn’t accept anyone else.

Barry on the other hand, was reasonably terrified of Oliver for a quite a while. But he could ever hate Oliver, because Oliver was part of you. And he refused to hate anything to do with you. So slowly, and mostly thanks to Thea, he began to relax. Before he knew it, he was part of a the family.

So it took them a while to accept each other, but once they did they never looked back.

Oliver would always be overprotective and threaten Barry, Barry would always be slightly terrified of your brother. But in the end they became like brothers.

Brothers who every now and then had to train shirtless for literally no reason.

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Hope you guys liked that :)

For some off reason I’m in a writing mood so I’m gonna try to get as much done as possible cause who knows when I’ll be in one of these moods again, certainly not my head.

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anonymous asked:

hi! I love your Oliver Queen imagines and was wondering if you could do more?! Maybe where you and Oliver are in a relationship, ( not set in a certain season or anything), and Laurel keeps throwing shade at you but Oliver's there defending you? Anything like that or whatever comes in your mind would be greatly appreciate!! Xx

This is a really interesting idea :) Hope you like it :)

Also because you didn’t specify a season, I’m making it in mid-season two so that Roy, Dig and Sara were on team Arrow and Laurel knew about it, but wasn’t a member.

Also this is inspired by the show Bull, mainly because I had just watched an episode before writing this… seriously though, check out Bull it’s really good. Anyway….

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You loved your job. You really did, but sometimes you doubted the constant torment from one person in particular was worth it. You were a defence attorney for a trail science firm and you loved it.

Unlike what most people believed, you only took clients who you genuinely believed were innocent or were being trailed unfairly. That was how you met Oliver Queen. When Laurel refused to represent Oliver back when he was being charged for being the Arrow, he went to your firm and you got assigned to his case.

You believed that was why Laurel always hated you, you defended him when she refused to. As a result, he told you he was the Arrow almost immediately (let’s be real here, you knew from the moment you took his case) while he didn’t actually tell Laurel himself.

You often got called down to the Arrow Cave when they were hunting a suspect and the police had the wrong man, so that you could take the poor man’s case and make sure they didn’t lock him away for a case he didn’t commit.

You honestly loved going down to the Arrow Cave and helping out, also Felicity occasionally needed help with the tech and let’s be real everyone down there was useless with that kind of thing.

That day you had received a call from Diggle telling you to come down so you made your way there, praying that Sara’s sister wasn’t going to be there. She hated anything and everything you did. Especially since you had beaten her on a case last week.

When you arrived, you honestly considered turning around when you saw Laurel but Felicity was already waving you over so you couldn’t just walk out.

“What happened?” you asked as you put your bag down and leaned against one of the tables.

Before you could continue, Oliver and Roy walked in (still wearing their suits). Oliver smiled when he saw you and happily strolled over to give you a kiss on the cheek.

“Hey,” he said before giving you a kiss on the cheek.

“Hey yourself” you replied, not missing the death glare you received from Laurel, “What’s going on?”

He gave you a small smile before nodding to Felicity to let her know she should begin explaining, “Okay so I’m sure you’ve heard about all the stabbings.”

You nodded, “Yeah the police arrested a suspect didn’t they?”

“Yup,” Roy said, “but they got the wrong guy.”

You nodded, “You want me to take his case?”

“We want you to get him to tell you is really behind them,” Diggle as he walked around to join Felicity by the computers, “he may not have done them. But he knows who did.”

You nodded, “Alright, I’ll push to get him to tell me who is actually responsible and see if I can get him a deal at the same time.”

Oliver smiled and wrapped an arm around waist, “You’re amazing.”

You were about to reply, but then you caught Laurel looking like she was going to explode in the corner. Just as she caught your eye, she seemed to have had enough and marched over.

“What makes us think she can even get the information we need?”

Oliver piped in “Because she’s the best and because she’s been able to do it every other time.”

“She is not the best,” Laurel began, “the district attorney’s office could question him and find out everything we need to know. She doesn’t need to be here.”

Oliver was constantly fighting this battle for you, and yes you loved him even more for it but it was about time you finally stood up to her.

“Laurel,” you started, “first of all these murders have been going on for two months now and the DA’s office will want the case over quickly and you questioning him will just make them pin it on him even quicker. Secondly Laurel, you know I am the best defence attorney out there and yeah my methods are sometimes strange but I get the right result in the end. I don’t know what I did to you, but maybe one day you can get your head out of your ass and tell me what it was so we can get over this. But until then I don’t ask you to be nice to me even, but I damn sure expect you to treat me with the respect that you demand I treat you with.”

With that you told Felicity to email you the man’s case files and walked straight out the Arrow Cave.

About three hours later you heard a knock on your door and opened it to find a rather worried Oliver Queen.

“Why weren’t you returning my calls?”

“Sorry,” you responded as you let him in, “I was prepping for a case.”

He nodded as he sat down and pulled you against his chest, “You don’t believe any of that stuff Laurel said right?”

You shook your head.

He chuckled, “By the way Laurel looked so shocked that she just huffed and walked straight out. Sara said all she could get out of her was that she wasn’t interested in talking about it.”

You smiled and leaned back against him, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to ruin your relationship with Laurel.”

“Don’t be, that was ruined ages ago. I’m sorry I didn’t kick her out earlier.”

For a while there was silence before you simply said, “Jacob Sanders.”

“What?”
“The stabber. His name is Jacob Sanders; Felicity has his address already.”

He chuckled, “How long did it take you?”

“About half an hour.”

“See? Told you I was dating the best lawyer in the city.”

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That was horrid, I apologize. Better stuff coming tomorrow though, I promise :)

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