Felicity Smoak? Hi, I’m Oliver Queen. Of course! I know who you are. You’re Mr. Queen. No, Mr. Queen was my father. Right. But he’s dead. I mean, he drowned. And you didn’t. Which means you can come down to the IT department and listen to me babble. Which will end in 3, 2, 1…
It was a quiet night. Oliver and Felicity had just gotten back home to their apartment. The day was long, full of meetings with board members, mayoral duties, and trying to put the beginnings of a company together. Their night was equally busy as it always was, but everyone made it out relatively unscathed.
With a sigh of relief, Felicity kicked her heels of, “I hate heels, why do I always wear them?” she asked.
“Because you don’t like being short?” Oliver asked as he shrugged off his leather jacket.
“That was a rhetorical question,” she smacked him on the ass.
“Ow,” he pouted.
She crossed her arms and gave an “are you serious” expression.
He gave her a charming grin.
“Mhmm,” she shook her head.
Oliver was such a dork, but she loved him so much. She loved him because of these silly things and the way he could let go of his seriousness. There were about a million different reasons she loved Oliver Queen and she could happily spend a lifetime learning even more.
“Hot chocolate?” he asked, stirring her from her thoughts.
“Of course. When am I ever going to say no to hot chocolate?”
Swimming AU (cause duh it's me ) "I'll be Home for Christmas" either one of them fights like hell a la Jonathan Taylor Thomas movie to get home for Christmas/Hanukkah but you know to be together not for a car 😂😂
“That sounds horrible,” Felicity sympathized after Oliver
had finished telling her about the practice he had just gotten out of.
“It would have been less horrible if you were there. But
hey, I’ll see you tomorrow, right?”
“Ummm about that… I’m actually not going to be making it
back to Starling for the holidays,” Felicity sighed.
She shifted her phone to her other hand so that she could
unlock her dorm room, “Plane tickets aren’t cheap this time of year. Plus, I’m taking
some winter break intensives so that I can stay on track for my masters
programs and I need to get ahead in my work while I have a few days off of
practice. If I’m at home, I’m going to be distracted by everything and I won’t
get anything done. So… yeah. I’m going to be lighting my menorah by myself this
“Felicity, why are you just now telling me this?”
“I didn’t want you to be mad,” she confessed.
Both Laurel and Sara had protested her decision to skip out
on coming home for Chrismakkuh, as it had been fondly dubbed at the Smoak/Lance
household, and she had been putting off hearing the disappointment from Oliver
“I’m not mad at you, I’m just upset that you’re not coming
home. I mean, we haven’t seen in each other in months.”
She flopped down on her bed and brushed away at a few stray
tears that were threatening to spill down her cheeks, “I know.”
The decision to go to separate colleges had been the right
one, but it hadn’t been easy. With her at MIT, having chosen to swim division
three and focus more on her academics, and him at Ohio State for their division
one swimming program, eleven long hours stretched between them. With their
rigorous practice schedules and academics… well, her rigorous academics, they hadn’t seen each other since they said
their goodbyes at the end of the summer. It was almost laughable to think about
how only a few years ago she would have been elated at the thought of almost
800 miles between herself and him.
Arrow 5x09”What We Leave Behind”: Should Be Better Than This
I don’t even know where to
start for this episode. I truly don’t. (My thoughts may wonder; apologies. I
tried to keep it all cohesive.) It was such a colossal disaster of epic
proportions that they spiced up with not one but two fan service scenes. This
was not the episode I needed while my passion for Arrow is teetering on the brink. I don’t believe it’s the show the
fandom needed in general and that the writers think it’s their best MSF ever?
No. It’s really not. Flip a coin between 4x09 or 3x09. This—this doesn’t even
best 1x09. It is the last horse in the race—so far back you’d think it was part
of another race.
Maybe it was.
Because this certainly
doesn’t feel like the show I’ve been investing years of my life into anymore.
These characters are not my
characters anymore. What I do see on screen are things I often don’t care for
or about; while the things I feel are necessary to keep the core of the show
strong and push it forward I’m being told happen off-screen. On a TELEVISION
I don’t even know if the writers are aware of what their jobs are
I think it’s clear in my
previous reviews this season I’ve been underwhelmed by Prommy. I also made it
pretty clear I was keeping my theories for the season to myself based on the
state of the fandom. Well, I’ll show my cards now because it’s clear I was
wrong. I was putting far too much thought into Prometheus than the show writers
I didn’t buy into Tommy as
Prometheus solely because I know of Colin Donnell’s contractual obligation to Chicago Med. That’s a full season show;
he’s a cast regular and it’s also on a rival network—it’s not on the affiliated
CBS—so all of those reasons never sold me on Tommy as Prometheus. Story wise?
Oh, gosh that’d be fascinating to see how Tommy went dark and then redeem him.
But my realist nature prevented me from investing.
So I went to two other
theories: 1)That it was someone that we saw in season 1. I went back over
season 1 episodes trying to figure out who it would likely be. I wondered if
because this season has a real boner for S1, and the pilot in particular, if
it’d be Adam Hunt related. Or maybe the brother to the guy who called himself a
Savior. (I don’t recall them saying he and his wife had any children so I was
thinking other relative). The Savior was someone who was inspired by
Oliver’s first run as a vigilante who took the law into his own hands and dealt
out his own justice. The Hood didn’t like that; and to save Roy, Oliver killed
him. I kind of liked that idea too because it plays into legacy (family and the
people Oliver has inspired, for good or ill. 2) My other idea was slightly
similar to the idea of it being someone related to the Savior: I thought it
would be Slade Wilson’s son, Joe. I can’t recall the age they said he was—and I
didn’t feel passionate enough about Arrow
or this storyline to go hunting—but I figured ten years might be enough to age
the kid up. I really liked this idea better than the first theory simply
because the show constantly sets Slade up as Oliver’s biggest nemesis. I
certainly felt stronger about this idea after last week’s episode where he
faced off against Slade in the hallucination. Oliver feels a certain guilt
about creating Slade Wilson the villain; I just could see the parallels if Joe
were to be Prometheus.
Anyway, clearly, I was
wrong. So I’ll admit to my theories now and eat my crow pie or however the
saying goes. Win some, lose some.
It clearly doesn’t matter
who Prometheus is because the writers are making this stuff up as they go along.
I was so frustrated to learn all about the possibility of Prommy being this
Clayborne guy or his illegitimate son because we’ve never heard of him before. There is clearly no freaking way
anyone could have come up with Prommy’s identity because they just made him up.
Literally picked a name off a list. Do I really believe Prommy is Clayborne’s
kid? Not so much. But what the show has done is make it not matter. There is zero investment in this guy because we
know absolutely zilch about him. This comes from them playing with their cards
too close to their vests. They really needed to loosen the grip a little
because the audience is now just sitting here going, “Huh?”
If it’s not someone from
Oliver’s s1 past then pattern would dictate that it’s someone from Oliver’s
current life. We have an abundance of new characters to pick from—though one
less after 5x09. Though, let’s not rule out Billy having faked his death.
Nothing would surprise me at this point with this show. But if it’s not Billy
then that only leaves Adrian Chase as the new guy suspect. Or it could be a
woman, but physically, the person appears to be a guy. But for equal
opportunity, I’ll throw Suzie Q in the mix too.
However, Adrian Chase, I’m
like 100% convinced is the Vigilante guy that just goes around shooting
everyone up. Are we dealing with some kind of Jekyll and Hyde situation—or
well, split personalities because there’s Adrian, there’s Vigilante and there’s
Prommy and there isn’t a one of them I like? I don’t know. I’m super confused
at this point.
I also don’t care because
the writers don’t seem to care either. As Arrow
focuses its seasons on the big bad they have once again failed. Season 3 was
underwhelming to the say the very least. Ra’s Al Ghul/League of Assassins was
an erratic villain—the rules changed every week on what the LOA could do. It
was a hot mess that I went into further detail here in my meta detailing the failings of season three. Season 4
became a farce because Darhk’s magic never fit into the show’s landscape. It
was solely Neal that pulled that off. Not to mention the rules of his magic
were played pretty fast and loose. Arrow
has not successfully set up a big bad since season 2. Merlyn worked in S1
because he was Tommy’s father. It was personal—same with S2 and Slade. I think
they were trying to do this in S5 with Prometheus because he’s a consequence of
Oliver’s actions but if the audience has no back story, there’s little
investment. Prometheus has become another failed villain at this point.
Olicity/Oliver/Felicity/Billy/Adrian Chase/ And ton of
misogyny / Sorry this part’s a hodge
Well they’ve certainly
made things more challenging for any reunion between them with this episode. I
was very unhappy with the twist that Oliver kills Billy (you think that they
decided that at SDCC?) because it’s an unnecessary obstacle for them when they
haven’t cleared the last William Mountain problem.
Personally, I felt the
Olicity S1 Flashback scene was ship baiting. I didn’t at first. I thought it
might be a turning point for them. Here’s why: They lead into the FB from
Feliciy’s POV off a line about being true to yourself.
So ummm yeah a few people really liked this one and asked for more so guess what…
You got it!
Prompt: Here it is: Oliver is the grumpy flight attendant. Felicity the rich guest is sitting in first class, she notices him being grumpy and teases him even more…Well just because she thinks it’s fun. If you could throw in some heat high up in the sky that would be great. Also a kiss is never wrong.
Read it here or on AO3: and yes there’s smut…lots and lots of smut…
The picture outside her
window was grey with dark, low hanging clouds that seemed to cling to every sparse
rooftop of the city below. She sighed quietly and leaned back into the lightly
padded chair. She caught his shy, boyish smile as the people slowly lumbered
passed. Seeing that the line was moving slowly she shifted her gaze to the
small window. The smattering of rain drops on the fogged glass reminded her of
her tiny, sparsely decorated loft. The water droplets moving down the mirrored
surface made her reflect upon the events that led to this very day…
3 months ago…
“The merger shouldn’t take more than two days tops,” Felicity
mumbled with her phone shoved between her ear and the sharp bone of her
shoulder. She folded the last of her shirts while the conversation continued on
mostly without her input.
The annoying voice crackled through the poor reception with a distorted
request, “You still think this is going to go swimmingly don’t you?”
Felicity rolled her eyes darkly, “Don’t start,” she muttered
before her crackled cohort swiftly cut her off. “You’re about to become a
millionaire overnight. This merger isn’t some tinker toy venture. You’ll be
expected to attend each meeting for the next three months do you understand
She flung the rest of her clothes into the rumpled duffle bag
with a loud huff before venturing down the road to a swift reply. The phone
crackled loudly, “Felicity! Do we have an understanding or not!”
Clinging to the remaining shreds of dignity she had left she
breathed, “I’ll see you in a few days Mr. Palmer.”
“Good,” he answered curtly before the line went dead. She let
the phone slip down the line of her shoulder as she growled, “I agree…”
Felicity shoved her bag off her tattered bedspread. She smiled
proudly when it landed with a loud thud onto the destroyed hardwood floors. “At
least he can’t stop me from doing that,” she huffed at the small victory before
pacing around the small, cramped space. Her loft was small but adequate. She
had her bed pushed against the wall of windows that began at the base of the
floor and stretched to the wooden boards of her arched ceiling. She did that
because at night the bay of Star city was lit with the various boats that took
up residence in the harbor. The lights from their ships made her small ceiling
seem like a makeshift midnight sky with millions of lights reflecting off the aging
beams. She’d stare up at those twinkling lights and dream of a life where the
lights were really stars twinkling through her glass skylight. Her bathroom was separated by the only door
the apartment had with a semi-large closet off the space next to the shower. Her kitchen and
living space were truly one in the same. Her kitchen was set up along one wall
which left the remaining square footage for her two loveseats. She shifted on
her heel; her hands fell to her hips, while her lips curved into a slight
frown. Two years ago she was just some tech geek with big dreams and an IQ to
match. Now she was about to become the CEO of Smoak Industries with that jerk
Ray Palmer as her partner and CFO.
I am not surprised that they will do a love triangle again with Oliver because in season 1 he competed against Tommy now they are doing it with Olicity only this time Felicity has to deal with a shady ass reporter.