Olicity: Party Time

Prompt from @putthepromptsonpaper “Ten more minutes of this and I’m getting a vasectomy.”

“Ten more minutes of this and I’m getting a vasectomy.”

“Oliver, please stop being dramatic. This is supposed to be a nice day.”

“It’s supposed to be a five year old’s birthday party, but somewhere along the line it’s turned into a horror movie.”

“It’s not that bad.”

“These children are demons.”

“I think demons is a harsh word…”

“I’ve been bitten.”

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things you said after we kissed

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Felicity could feel his warm breath stutter against her lips, the tip of his nose bumping her own. Her eyes were closed; she was afraid to open them and realize that this wasn’t happening. That all this time, all this build-up, had resulted in an over-grown imagination and little more. But, at the same time, she knew that they had come and gone from here, this place that always found them, too many times to count. And it never went where she wanted. Too many false starts, empty dreams, and unresolved hopes. 

Oliver’s thumb smooth up the arch of her cheek and tapped, lightly, next to her eye. “Felicity?” 

“Hm?” 

She could almost hear the smile in his voice. “Are you going to look at me?” 

She scrunched up her nose. “No.” 

He hummed. “Can I ask why?” 

She raised a hand, patted it up his chest and along his shoulder, and then followed his arm up, until her fingers reached his wrist and coiled around it. “Maybe if I don’t open them, nothing changes.”

“I’m kind of hoping something does change.” 

She shook her head, ever so slightly, not enough to dislodge his hand or draw herself too far from his mouth, but enough to get her meaning across. “If I open my eyes, and we do this, it stops. All of it. We’re good at this. At the beginning. It’s the other stuff, the middle and the end, that we trip over. So no, I just want to stay right here.” 

“I thought we were pretty good at the middle. Not perfect. A lot to improve on, definitely. But, we made it work… because we wanted it to work.” He sighed. “The end though, you’re right. We’re not good at endings.” His fingers stroked her hair back then, behind her ear, and then slid down her neck to rest on her shoulder. “So I propose, we don’t have one.” 

She lifted an eyebrow. “No ending?” 

“Mm-hmm.” 

“Sounds optimistic.” 

He laughed then, quick and rough. “Can’t say I’m usually accused of that, but, some things deserve optimism… and hope.” 

She cracked one eye open then, and looked up at him. “Yeah?” 

He grinned at her. “Yeah.” 

She took a deep breath, and reached up with her other hand, sliding her palm over his heart. “Okay.” 

“Okay?” He stared at her a beat.

“Oh. Right.” She opened her other eye, and then blinked a few times. “There.” 

He smiled. “Much better.”

And then he kissed her again, and she jumped in, feet first, eyes wide open.

6

when I look at you 
I  see forgiveness
I see the truth
you love me for who I am
like the stars hold the moon
right there where they belong
and I know I’m not alone.

5

You look back at me and suddenly I’m helpless. Look at those eyes. Look into your eyes and the sky’s the limit. I’m helpless. Down for the count and I’m drowning in them. 

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what’s a little history - 2/8

title: what’s a little history (between you and I)
category: arrow
genre: romance
ship: felicity/oliver, felicity & tommy (family)
rating: teen
word count: 2,078
summary: [AU] Felicity Smoak returns to Starling City in the wake of The Undertaking when her brother Tommy is injured and soon finds her world turned completely upside down.

previous: chapter one,

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“I did buy cups for a reason.”

Oliver choked on the milk he was drinking straight from the carton. As he lowered it, he wiped at a dribble that escaped down his chin.

Felicity watched him, tying the waist of her silk robe, her brow furrowed. “You’re home early.”

His eyebrow arched. “It’s 3 am.”

“Right, and you don’t usually sneak in until 5.”

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