Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned - A (mostly) coherent rant!
There’s a reason why that ancient adage still holds weight. Because it’s true.
There is not a creature more dangerous, more deadly or more destructive on earth than a woman who hungers for vengeance. When she thirsts for blood, she will do whatever it takes to make a river of red flow. When she wants justice, she will do whatever it takes to see it is meted out. And when she wants to protect her own, she will do whatever it takes to protect her own and god save anyone who even dares defy her.
She will make you bleed with a smile on her face and wine in her hand.
This entire episode, all of it, made me see that side of Felicity completely for the first time. Digg is her brother and friend, and someone messed with him. She ate them alive.
We’d been getting glimpses of her struggle with the darkness inside her, her moral dilemmas, her swinging decision, but for the first time, I saw her accept, embrace and glory in her darkness.
A rant to make sense of that weird scene in the loft (which I vehemently deny happened because Felicity was totally kissing the air beside her shoulder and remembering when Oliver Queen had his huge hands on her and *gasp*)
Well, after the episode last night, I needed to rant. A lot of you may disagree or maybe agree or just call me plain nuts while shaking your heads. Just bear with me.
The one thing Arrow writers have always done effortlessly is write Felicity Smoak. While yes, they do use her to prop up other marginal characters and they don’t give her storyline the proper time to be told, fact is that they introduced this character with no existence anywhere in the comic world and made her a character that was not only fearless, inspiring and amazingly well-rounded, but also someone so lovable that the audience (most of them) could relate to her. They’ve always shown her with a backbone of steel who didn’t take the almighty Oliver Queen’s shit - not when he tried to intimidate her in 1x15
and not when he lied to her and she broke up in 4x15.
Her breaking up their engagement and still remaining behind with him alone even as everyone left, working with him day in and day out (which let’s admit would not be easy after you’ve slept with the gorgeous man for almost a year and loved for half a decade) is a direct consequence of how amazingly strong she is. Most people take time away after breaking up. Not her. She remained, not out of a sense of obligation but because she wanted to be.
Now that is what I call an awe-inspiring woman. No wonder Oliver Queen loves her so much. And no, it’s not about Olicity not being together. As much as I adore them as a couple, this step back was necessary and will only evolve their relationship (which is already so good at this point they’re better than 50% married couples on earth).
Anyhow, the point of this rant, apart from my obvious love of all things Felicity (including her wardrobe because that is a fucking class act!) is the sudden decision by the writers to introduce a completely random man in the loft with her in the first episode, with no backstory whatsoever. It’s not even like Ray Palmer who had to be a love interest for Felicity to be on the show for most of the season and then go frolicking into his own supersuit.
Nope. This guy is completely random. So why introduce him at all? That too in such an intimate setting with a woman who is so careful about who she lets in her space. And we know this because in the three seasons before Oliver and Felicity started playing house, we never ever ever saw them inside Felicity’s space- not Digg, not Roy, not Oliver, the closest people to her. Her space was always kept protected (and this is the Olicity loft for goodness’ sake). And now a random guy is in the sacred loft massaging her knots? It just doesn’t add up.
Fishy. Very, very fishy.
And so my brain goes on a weird path and comes up with this (because let’s be honest, if this was a fic and this was the situation given, I’d write this). This is what I want to be happening.