i really need to do a heroes meme once i finish my others


warning:  death, murder, loss mention. change pronouns to your liking/as you see fit!

❛ Are you a genius or something? ❜
❛ You look too young to have gotten into medical school. ❜
❛ When you look long into an abyss, the abyss looks into you. ❜
❛ Imagination is more important than knowledge. ❜
❛ Knowledge is limited; imagination encircles the world. ❜
❛ Your girlfriend thinks you’re going to break up with her.  ❜
❛ I was a little bit of a nerd. Is that so surprising? ❜
❛ Do you think it’s weird that I knew that ballad? ❜
❛ Do you think that’s why I can’t get a date? ❜
❛ We’re looking for a needle in a haystack. ❜
❛ I got a list of things I want to try before it’s too late. ❜
❛ What is food to one, is to others bitter poison. ❜
❛ Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves. ❜
❛ If I told you that, what would I have left for myself? ❜
❛ It is those we live with and love, and should know, who elude us. ❜
❛ What could you possibly learn that you don’t already know? ❜
❛ In the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years. ❜
❛ I have other options besides shooting a man. ❜
❛ The test of the morality of a society is what it does for its children. ❜
❛ Do you ever ask yourself how you make a decision like that? ❜
❛ What’s happened to that boy in the year I stopped looking for him? ❜
❛ I mean, how do you give yourself that kind of permission? ❜
❛ A year ago, I gave up on looking for him – there were so many other kids. ❜
❛ Look, I know this job is important to you, but we’re important, too. ❜
❛ That makes it sound like the bandit’s doing the stripping. ❜
❛ Although the world is full of suffering, it is also full of overcoming it. ❜
❛ You tend to forget, don’t you? ❜
❛ You really are afraid of the dark. ❜
❛ It’s not so important who starts the game, but who finishes it. ❜
❛ It’s not really the kind of thing that happens around here, you know? ❜
❛ Ever talk to someone who wants to continually show you he’s smarter than you?  ❜
❛ If men could only know each other, they would neither idolize nor hate. ❜
❛ In order to learn the important lessons in life, one must each day surmount to fear. ❜
❛ What if it’s not? What if next time he kills somebody? ❜
❛ All secrets are deep. All secrets become dark. That’s in the nature of secrets. ❜
❛ We all have secrets. Would you want us profiling you? ❜
❛ We all have secrets. ❜
❛ You trying to say something to me right now. ❜
❛ Only if you’re hiding something. ❜
❛ Are you saying I had nothing to do with making you who you are? ❜
❛ To get away with murder, you simply don’t tell anyone. ❜
❛ Call me first. I’d love to pick your brains. ❜
❛ My hope is that one day you’ll feel the way I do too. ❜
❛ If I ever find myself feeling the way you do, I’ll kill myself. ❜
❛ Tired of people using religion… to justify the terrible things they do. ❜
❛ Fantasy abandoned by reason produces impossible monsters. ❜
❛ An earthly kingdom cannot exist without inequality of persons. ❜
❛ It is a wise father who knows his own child. ❜
❛ Within the core of each of us is the child we once were. ❜
❛ If we knew each other’s secrets, what comforts we should find. ❜
❛ There are no secrets better kept than the secrets that everybody guesses. ❜
❛ Reason is not automatic. Those who deny it cannot be conquered by it. ❜
❛ I think the truly natural things are dreams, which nature can’t touch with decay. ❜
❛ Let us consider that we are all insane. It will explain us to each other. ❜
❛ Cleanliness becomes more important when godliness is unlikely. ❜
❛ Delay is the deadliest form of denial. ❜
❛ The strength of a family, like the strength of an army, is in its loyalty to each other. ❜
❛ In youth we learn; in age we understand. ❜
❛ Fate is not satisfied with inflicting one calamity. ❜
❛ We all live in a house on fire. No fire department to call, no way out. ❜
❛ Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes they win. ❜
❛ To lose a child is to lose a piece of yourself. ❜
❛ How many more times will they be able to look into the abyss? ❜
❛ Sometimes there are no words, no clever quotes to neatly sum up what’s happened that day. ❜
❛ There is no lasting hope in violence, only temporary relief from hopelessness. ❜
❛ I’m so sorry for your loss. And if you or your son need anything… ❜
❛ Life is a game; play it. Life is too precious; do not destroy it. ❜
❛ If I am what I have and if I lose what I have, who then am I? ❜
❛ Oh, what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive. ❜
❛ We will find you, you sick son of a bitch! ❜
❛ Is that another promise? ❜
❛ Whatever you are, be a good one. ❜
❛ Without heroes, we are all plain people and don’t know how far we can go. ❜
❛ I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me. ❜
❛ I can’t talk you out of this. It’s a great life. ❜
❛ There is no such thing as part freedom. ❜
❛ Come near my team and I will end you. ❜
❛ When I let go of what I am I become what I might be. ❜
❛ The grave soul keeps its own secrets and takes its own punishment in silence. ❜
❛ It is not his enemy or foe that lures him to evil ways. ❜
❛ Sometimes human places create inhuman monsters. ❜
❛ Bring the past only if you’re going to build from it. ❜
❛ What it lies in our power to do, it lies in our power not to do. ❜
❛ Nothing inspires forgiveness quite like revenge. ❜
❛ You may leave school, but it never leaves you. ❜
❛ Everybody wants to go to heaven, but no one wants to die. ❜
❛ Three can keep a secret if two are dead. ❜
❛ At the gambling table, there are no fathers or sons. ❜
❛ Where there is anger, there is always pain underneath. ❜
❛ Nothing fixes a thing so intently in the memory as the wish to forget it. ❜
❛ All that we see or seem, is but a dream within a dream. ❜
❛ Death ends a life, not a relationship.  ❜
❛ There is no terror in the bang, only in the anticipation of it. ❜
❛ The universe doesn’t like secrets; it conspires to reveal the truth to lead you to it. ❜
❛ Fear is pain arising from the anticipation of evil. ❜
❛ Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much. ❜
❛ Forgiveness does not change the past but it does enlarge the future. ❜
❛ A mother’s arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them. ❜
❛ The past is never dead. It’s not even past. ❜
❛ A person often meets his destiny on the road he took to avoid it. ❜
❛ Deep vengeance is the daughter of deep silence. ❜

Fable Quotes and Sentences Masterlist Meme PART ONE

Send me a ☬ and I’ll generate a number between 1 and 671 for what my muse will say to yours! Or, if you’re brave, you can send me a sentence from the list and my muse will react to it!

Disclaimer: With the help of friends (you know who you are!) and a lot of hard work, I have composed a list of several hundred quotable sentences from the Fable game series. All quotes are taken from the first three installments. The next part will include quotes from the Journey as well as the novels and e-books written by Peter David. Once I am able to get my hands on Fable Legends, you can bet I’ll make a third installment to the meme then too! For now, please enjoy the quotes from the first three games.

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stylishbutdefinitelyillegal  asked:

So, so, so the idea I had for Fantastic Beasts was both Grindeldore and Gramander. For the purposes of this idea, either ABO is a thing or (and this is my preferred one), Albus is trans. Because even before J.K. said that Dumbledore was gay, I had the feeling that he and Grindelwald were doing the do. So, in this verse, they were, the whole tragedy with Ariana happened, and Grindelwald flees (Part One)

And Dumbledore finds himself pregnant. Understanding how badly society might react to him being an unwed father (I headcanon that the Wizarding community is much more liberal in its attitudes toward the LGBTQ community and doesn’t care asbout gender really) and afraid of what Gellert might do (accepting now what he is capable of), Albus breaks his heart once again and resolves to give the baby up. Cue the birth of Theseus and Newt (I headcanon that they are twins)

Heartbroken, but believing it to be necessary, (and we all know what Dumbledore is capable of if he believes it is necessary), he gives them up to one of his cousins and her husband who were unable to conceive. Thus they grow up none the wiser as Newt and Theseus Scamander with Dumbledore watching over them from afar. Cue the events of the movie and through circumstances that I can’t quite figure out, Grindelgraves figures this out during the subway battle. And thus Newt is abducted

Theseus is subsequently abducted as well (you can’t tell me that Grindelwald doesn’t have his plants in the British Ministry) and both brothers stashed in Nurmengard which is where the real Graves is also being held. Cue bonding between the brothers and Graves with Theseus introducing the two (as he and Graves write to each other in canon). Meanwhile Albus is out of his mind with worry when a familiar (dreaded) owl shows up. Grindelwald is not happy. At all.

He was content to let Albus hide away at Hogwarts until Grindelwald had established his new world order (and Albus had no choice but to accept him again). But now? Now, Grindelwald has issued an ultimatum. He wants to see their sons again? He surrenders himself to Grindelwald. Meanwhile, the Scamander brothers and Graves are planning their breakout with Newt and Graves slowly but surely falling in love. And on the outside, the Goldstein sisters and Jacob are planning their own rescue.

I am also planning an OT3 for this as I am partial to Newt/Graves/Tina as well as Gramander, Tina/Newt, and Tina/Graves.

First of all, I’m sorry it took me so long to reply to this! A combination of the internet cutting out at my house and a few nights when I simply collapsed when I got home kind of cut off my inspiration and willingness to write; I finally feel recovered enough to give this lovely prompt the attention that it deserves! Actually, it looks rather familiar – I think I saw something like this over at the prompt meme.

Honestly, I’m enjoying this scenario immensely. It has – everything that I like, and then some – forbidden romance! Long-lost children! Unknowing parents! Moral flexibility! And I too love the idea that Newt and Theseus are twins; it opens up any number of intriguing possibilities and fantastic scenarios. Do you think they would finish each others’ sentences? I think that they would, and sometimes switch identities and pretend to be one another – for fun, or to avoid a meeting that they’d rather not attend, or something similar.

And Grindlewald. How could Grindlewald find out? I think – Newt, possibly. If it’s the subway battle – Newt is on his knees, screaming in pain, staring up at Grindlewald through large, pain- and fear-filled eyes – his eyes. Blue. Blue-green eyes beneath a fringe of auburn hair. Those damn eyes – Grindlewald has seen those eyes before. He has seen that expression on that face before, he saw it that day – that last day. That last day, when he faced down three Dumbledores, and one of them died. She died, and he saw the heartbreak on the one face he loved more then anything else in the world, he saw the fear and, he saw the revulsion on the face of the other, and –

He knows that expression.

He knows those eyes.

And this youth – Newton Scamander – is obviously close kin to the Dumbledores. Either Albus’ son (impossible, Grindlewald thinks, impossible, he would know - ) or, more likely, Aberforth’s. And either way – either way, if this is Albus’ nephew, this is leverage. Perhaps the best leverage in the entire damn worldthis is the one thing, the one thing that can bring Albus Dumbledore of the multiple middle names to the bargaining table. The one thing that can make him kneel. (And, quietly, perhaps Grindlewald refuses to let it happen again. The last time a Dumbledore died (was it at his hand? Was it? They’ll never know) it broke Albus. He can’t let that happen again).

So Grindlewald kidnaps Newt, and takes him back to Numengard. A few drops of Veritaserum, and Newt muzzily confesses that yes, he knew he and his twin were adopted, but no, he doesn’t know who their birth parents are – the Scamanders are their real parents, and anyway, they blood-adopted them. It isn’t good enough for Grindlewald, it isn’t good enough – he needs to know. Because Newt is probably Aberforth’s but if he isn’t, if he isn’t – then he needs to know the fucking name of the bastard (or bitch) that Albus spawned with. Er. Purely to use as future leverage, and not because he’s jealous or anything

Grindlewald, at this time period, probably has more access to Dark Lore and Artifacts then anyone else in the world. It’s probably child’s play to find one that can give him the names he’s looking for – Newt’s hand, held above a cauldron, a few drops of blood, and he has it. He has the names of Newt’s blood-kin.

Theseus Scamander shows up first – Newt’s brother, and the current head of the British DMLE. And then, his parents.

Albus Dumbledore. And Gellert Grindlewald.

And Grindlewald feels a hot surge of violent possession and vicious triumph swell in his chest as he looks as the dazed, confused face of the youth who is his son. His.

Theseus is next – Grindlewald probably broke into the Ministry of Magic for fun, and even a war hero like the older Scamander can be taken by surprise. There’s really only one room in the fortress set up for long-term use – the spartan, but habitable chambers where one Percival Graves is also currently being kept.

Graves is probably totally confused when his captor drags two almost-identical men in. He recognizes the eldest – that’s Theseus Scamander, his British counterpart, and the younger one is his – brother? They’re definitely blood kin. Is Grindlewald going to try the same ruse he’s currently pulling in America in England now? He doesn’t know –

And then he does, because Grindlewald unceremoniously ennervates the two men, slams them in a full body-bind, and tells them exactly what is going on. That he’s their blood-father. That Albus Dumbledore in their other parent. That they are his sons – and there is far too much glee in his triumphant smirk. He’s just going to get their other parent now, and they are going to stay here until he does…

This is, perhaps, Gellert Grindlewald’s greatest mistake.

Because Newt – Newt has everything he really, truly loves on the line right now. His brother. His case (Grindlewald promptly shoved all three of them inside, locked it from the outside, and stashed it beneath a table. It’ll keep his youngest happy, and it’s really a very effective way of storing his three most precious captives as well as keeping numerous potentially useful beasts alive). And – as Newt gets to know Graves, the real Percival Graves – someone he cares for romantically. He’s scared and confused and disgusted that that man is somehow related to him, but – but he has everything he really, truly cares about with him. And he will not let this Dark Lord hurt them.

…I have the mental image of Graves and Theseus putting Newt through an abbreviated version of Auror Boot Camp, and Graves is – relatively surprised at how little they really need to teach Newt. Newt’s always had the knowledge (being related to Theseus, who probably ensured that his little brother could take care of himself) and his experience interacting with and saving magical creatures probably helped hone them – he just lacks a reason to really apply those skills. Well, he does now.

Birds of Prey sentence starters - episode 1
  • "She was stabbed!"
  • "The other one... he shot her."
  • "Whatever you think you see, it's all your imagination."
  • "Are you running away from something or to something?"
  • "Not a great way to finish a date."
  • "I'm a sucker for happy endings."
  • "Talk therapy works better when you actually speak."
  • "Don't move. Just lie still."
  • "Don't let them get me."
  • "Who's trying to get you?"
  • "This is just your basic, normal guy freaks out, throws himself in front of a speeding vehicle for no reason case. Oh, it's totally routine."
  • "Was that sarcasm? Cause you know I'm a sensitive man."
  • "You gotta lay off the Twilight Zone."
  • "That's the downside of having a secret identity: the secrecy."
  • "Is your spider sense tingling?"
  • "I hate a man with no endurance. Really, what's the point?"
  • "You can just say 'thank you'. It wasn't that spectacular."
  • "There's never any food in this place."
  • "I'm as broody and romantically self-destructive as the next girl."
  • "I'm the one with bruises in really embarrassing places. Would it kill you to go to the grocery store every once in a while?"
  • "What is this obsession with food?"
  • "We don't kill innocent people. We don't kill anyone."
  • "I should have known you two would be together."
  • "So it's true, I'm officially a freak."
  • "Sorry, we don't have an opening for junior super girl."
  • "I was there when he died, and it wasn't a suicide."
  • "Phoenixes are not real, are they?"
  • "Okay, I really don't have time for this."
  • "You're in the middle of a crime scene, lady. You'll make time."
  • "So the best you can say for yourself is you were robbing a dead guy?"
  • "You're a detective. Detect."
  • "Just trying to save someone. Guess we're both a little too late."
  • "Why don't you carry any weapons?"
  • "I am the weapon."
  • "I can't believe you told him all that."
  • "Doesn't look like anyone's been here in years."
  • "What exactly were you doing skulking around in my bushes?"
  • "I don't understand. None of this is on the map."
  • "Just get there as fast as you can."
  • "You have an exceptionally strong mind."
  • "It's alright, we're here."
  • "Heroes are supposed to save people."
  • "I've failed every person that ever needed me."
  • "No, you haven't failed me."
  • "I chose this life and then all of the risks that came with it."
  • "We have to protect each other."
  • "I can't do this without you."
  • "Even if you kill me, you'll still be alone. You'll always be alone."
  • "It's my screwed-up life and I'll decide when it's over."
  • "You ruined my dream."
  • "If it wasn't for her, none of us would be alive right now."
  • "I can't ever be what you were."
  • "Just be yourself instead. You're way cooler than I was, anyway."
Headcanon Meme: Olicity

Requested by Erica

who’s the cuddler: Oliver, without a doubt. Not that she minds, but Oliver craves the gentle, loving contact. Felicity likes to be held. She appreciates the kindness of his touch, how attuned he is to her needs. But Oliver, his is reassurance. You’re here. You’re safe. We’re ok. He curls around her at night, a tight arm around her waist and another across her chest while her head pillows on the meat of his shoulder, legs entwined and her back pressed firmly to his chest. Part is comfort but there is also a primal need to protect. Protect at all costs. And no matter the time or distance from the island, or how peaceful his slumber is next to her, there is always a part of him that remains on high alert. There are other times, of course, when he just wants to touch her. On their couch watching a movie – her legs over his lap as he massages her calves and bends to press kisses to her knees. On those rare nights when the city is quiet and the team is enjoying a drink together at Verdant – she sits on his lap, one arm slung around his shoulders as one of his wraps around her waist, a hand secured at her hip; he stretches to kiss her cheek and she leans into him smiling; Roy catches the moment and the photo ends up in a frame on their dresser.

who makes the bed: Felicity is the one who remembers to change the sheets, but she hates making the bed. The first few nights he stays at her place, he doesn’t say anything about it. He’s just happy to be in her space, surrounded by her things. It doesn’t surprise him how easily he fits in here, how comfortable he is almost immediately. Felicity’s home is a reflection of her. She’s in the wall color and mismatched dishes, hand towels embroidered with large cursive F’s, tech magazines balancing precariously on the nightstand. Her sheets are soft and there are just so many pillows, but her bed has quickly become his favorite place to be. She’s stepping out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped tightly under her arms as she searches her drawers for underwear when he asks, “Why don’t you make your bed?” “What’s the point? We’re only going to climb back in it at 2am completely exhausted.” He doesn’t miss the use of we. “Do you care if I make it?” She turns to him slowly, “you want to make the bed?” “Yes.” She chuckles lightly as she heads back into the bathroom, “You never cease to amaze me, Oliver Queen.” He’s not sure why his need to make her bed is so unbelievable, but he does it anyway. In fact, he makes the bed every morning from then on. She never comments on it again, but every now and then she smiles when she leaves their room in the morning and looks back at the tight corners and smoothed pillows.

who wakes up first: Oliver. Felicity is teaching him to enjoy lazy mornings and forgo 5am workouts. She stretches out next to him all lithe and catlike and very, very naked, as he tries to pull his arm from under her shoulders. Instead of moving to allow his arm freedom, she rolls into him – legs and arms wrapping around him until she’s starfished across his chest. She rubs her cheek across his collarbone, then shoves her nose into his neck with a huff. He can’t help but laugh, mostly because she’s ridiculous but also wonderful and everything. When his arms wrap around her back and hold her close, she murmurs onto his skin, “see, told you. Workouts: boo, cuddling Felicity: yes.” His barking laughter vibrates through her, and she smiles widely in return.

who has the weird taste in music: Felicity’s tastes are eclectic – she can find something she loves in any genre. Oliver tends to listen to hard rock, or as she says “your workout noise.” Mostly, he listens to the same bands he did before the island, since he hasn’t had much time since then to spend discovering what else he might like. He does, however, have a strange affinity for Michael Buble. “That guy can sing…”

who is more protective: BOTH, but not in different ways. Oliver is protective in the ways he is most familiar: physical, visceral, always alert. He’s a man of action, not words. But, he tries because it’s not enough to be willing to give your life for someone. There’s more to love than sacrifice. He is the steady hand on her back, the quiet and familiar presence at her side, the clear and reliable voice in her head telling her she is loved beyond measure on days when the world just wants to hurt her. And Felicity, she’s his defender, his truth-teller, his bullshit meter. No one insults Oliver Queen in the presence of Felicity Smoak, unless you’re John Diggle because DIGGLE. But she’s also the mediator. When he upsets Thea and she has to play Queen Sibling Family Counselor or pushes Roy too far in training and has to send him to apologize because “part of being a good man is knowing when to say you’re sorry. And you, Oliver Queen, are the best of men. Now go.” When he bends, she is there to pull him straight. When the burden is too heavy, she shoulders the load. On the anniversary of Tommy’s death, she sends him to John. They sit at his kitchen counter and drink scotch and Oliver tells stories of the debauchery that was their friendship, tales she knows he’s too embarrassed to tell her but needs to remember just the same. She stands next to him at his mother’s grave each year, a hand on his back as his sister to clings to him. She repeats a silent prayer in Yiddish for Moira Queen, for the sake of the broken children she left behind. And on those nights when terror tries to lay claim to him, when he thrashes next to her unable to pull himself from sleep, she is there. Gentle hands and sweet words, reminding him who he is and that he is safe.

who sings in the shower: BOTH. She has a playlist for every occasion. He can tell her moods by her music, always. She sings Disney songs on mornings when she can take her time, and Lady Gaga when she needs to gear up for a formal event that requires the presence of one Mrs. Smoak-Queen. He learns all the songs, he can’t help it. Learning by domination from the wall of sound required for Felicity to get dressed. She’s even caught him once or twice belting Katy Perry songs as she’s passed the closed bathroom door, and she grins like an idiot every time.

who cries during movies: Felicity, a lot. “I’ve seen this 17 times and you’d think I wouldn’t cry. But I do, every time. Never fails.” “Felicity it’s a cartoon.” “So?” She’s sniffling into his shoulder and he’s trying to suppress a smile. “About a fish.” “I’m still not seeing your point, Oliver.” He presses his lips to her hair, but can’t resist the chance to tease her. “17 times, huh?” “Yes. Do you doubt me?” Laughing quietly, he mouths against her temple, “of course not. I’ve seen your ‘speaking whale’ impression often enough to believe 17.” “Don’t mock me, Queen, or I’ll put Old Yeller in next.” He pulls away and she looks up at him in challenge. “You wouldn’t.” She pokes a finger into his chest. “Try me. I know your weaknesses, and I WILL exploit them if necessary.” “Weakness?! Pfft. Everyone cries at the end of Old Yeller, Felicity. Everyone.” She turns back to face the tv, but can’t help herself as she mumbles “I bet Bruce Wayne doesn’t.” His fingers find her their way to her sides in a matter of seconds, and she’s in a fit of hysterical laughter as he looms over her. “What was that, Ms. Smoak? I don’t think I heard you correctly.” She takes his face in her hands, lowering him slowly toward her and kisses the corner of his mouth. “Oh, you heard me, Arrow. But don’t worry, I won’t tell the Batman that Starling’s resident hero has a soft spot for dog movies.” He presses his lips to hers roughly, as his arms wind around her back and pull her against him. “Not movies,” he says between kisses against her neck. “Just that one.” Smiling wide, she shakes her head lightly. “Oh, ok. Just that one.”

who spends the most while out shopping: Oliver has learned to spend his money more wisely, as no longer being a billionaire would force a person to do. But he’s surprised by just how much Felicity “invests” in her wardrobe, or what she chooses to spend her money on. Before he started spending so much time in her apartment, he would have guessed she only spent money on tech. But her “investment” wardrobe pieces, the ones she didn’t buy from consignment, would rival Thea’s taste. And the collection of nail polishes and lipsticks neatly arranged in her vanity baffle him at first, but he realizes slowly that Felicity Smoak gives so much of herself to others that the money she spends on herself is not frivolous. She spends carefully, but isn’t afraid to indulge. She knows that to have output for others she needs to be kind to herself, too. He admires that about her (among many other things) and tries to do some of that for himself (just one in a countless list of things he will learn from her over the course of their life together).

who kisses more roughly: Oliver, always Oliver. There is a certain spot on her body - the top of her ribs on the left side just under her breast - that always seems to hold his attention. The first few times she noticed the small, oval shaped bruises she was annoyed. Hickies were gross and immature and she was annoyed. But she didn’t mention it, as they didn’t appear anywhere else. His fingertips would brush along the area occasionally, when they’d pass each other in the foundry or the office as if he remembered and was intentionally searching for the spot. It clicked for her one night after a particularly difficult mission where maybe she accused him of being reckless and used her loud voice for almost a half hour to let him know exactly how “RECKLESS YOU ARE WITH YOUR LIFE OLIVER QUEEN LIKE IT DOESN’T MATTER AND HOW DO YOU THINK THAT MAKES ME FEEL YOU ARROGANT FOOL.” He had apologized profusely, but she left the lair before him telling him to take his time coming home. When he found her in bed later, he spent the rest of the night and into the early morning apologizing with his lips and hands and tongue. When he hovered his lips over that spot, she reached a hand down to scratch her nails through his hair. She didn’t even have to ask as he whispered, “I can feel your heartbeat.” Tears pricked her eyes, but she couldn’t respond – her throat suddenly tight. This man, she thought. Her warrior, her hero, her survivor. Rough around the edges and almost bruising in his affections but always capable of so much vulnerability. This man.

who is more dominate: Felicity, quietly. Oliver is all grr and rawr and consistent Grumpy Cat-brooding, but she is logic and intellect and “let’s think this through,” but most importantly, heart. His heart. And it wins, every damn time.

my rating of the ship from 1-10: olicity are a 10 of 10. Big dumb sad puppy and his beautiful genius are endgame. FOR SURE.