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YACHTZAGAYLOOZA: the promo ship of dreams

or the one where harry ends up on a yacht for 10 years

harry and louis are abruptly awoken by a large envelope falling from the sky onto their bed where they’re cuddled up.

“what the fook???” louis demands grabbing the envelope.

“louis i”m scared,” harry cries.

louis rolls his eyes “for fucks sake harold it’s a harmless envelope. let’s open it and see what it is.”  harry nods in agreement watching as louis tears it open

when the envelope is opened a piece of paper flies out, fireworks exploding in the colors of the rainbow.

“HARRY STYLES AND LOUIS TOMLINSON. YOU HAVE BEEN INVITED TO COME ABROAD YACHTZAGAYLOOZA: THE PROMO SHIP OF DREAMS, A PRIVATE YACHT SURROUNDED BY THE PUBLIC EYE WHICH WILL SAIL AROUND ST. BART FOR THE NEXT 10 YEARS! CONGRATULATIONS FOR THIS IS A HUGE HONOR! THE ONLY CATCH, ONLY ONE OF YOU IS ALLOWED TO BOARD. YOU MUST DECIDE IN THE NEXT 5 MINUTES!”

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She Finally Said Yes... Olicity one-shot

One shot of the pain that we all know is coming. I can’t end with a bad ending as most know and yeah I didn’t happen here either. 

Read it here or on AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/5306756

She Finally Said Yes

Oliver opened his eyes to the blackness around him; he squinted as his brows furrowed in pain. Without a second thought he brought his fingers upwards towards the source of this new found injury but still he was distracted because something felt wrong. Oliver’s brow furrowed even further as he felt something cold and wet sloshing and lapping at his tapered pant leg. His next reaction was to seek out her comforting touch. Forgetting the wound at his forehead Oliver reached out for the woman beside him but, the space was empty…

Oliver’s voice shook with fear as he called out into the darkness that surrounded him. “Felicity?” 

His question was met with silence so he tried again but this time the panic spiked deep inside his throat. “Felicity? Felicity please answer me.” Oliver’s last plea was soft as his world began to crumble around him. “Felicity please, please answer me. I can’t do this…” He released a soft sigh before uttering “I can’t be Oliver Queen and the Green Arrow without you.” 

Oliver’s head fell forward as a few un-shed stray tears fell from his slowly closing eyes. Each breath he struggled to take was laced with the same lone words. “Felicity please.” 

Still Oliver’s head cleared as his survivors heart once again took control. By now the low light of the surrounding cab no longer blinded him from his current surroundings. Glancing from side to side was a struggle but he still managed to gauge the condition of the once land bound limo. The slight sloshing sound came from the floor of the cab, the water level was high but not yet above his knees so he knew that while he still had time that time was nearing it’s end. Attempting to move was his next dilemma since he still couldn’t make out what had his feet pinned to the ground. The obstacle felt solid but wasn’t heavy like a like a fallen beam or a piece of the car…no this was an object that he could move if he’d found just the right angle. Then it hit him as his eyes screwed shut in frustration… it was in that moment that Oliver recalled what had happened moments before the explosion. 

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