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OMG! WHO DID THIS??????????????????????

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OMG! WHO DID THIS??????????????????????

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"I didn’t snap at my quiver."

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olicitytheloveofhislife:

1st - I think I’ve read every Olicity fanfic on the internet..
2nd - I think I read every Supernatural/Arrow crossover on the internet..
3rd - I think I may also have read every Roylicity fanfic on the internet too..
4th - Now I’m gonna sit here and read every Tommy/Felicity fanfic there is..

And I’M NOT EVEN SORRY :D

I JUST REALLY NEED OCTOBER!!! EVEN THOUGH FANFICS ARE SOOOOO GOOD I NEED THE REAL THING!!!

I NEED ARROW BACK!!!!

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porunsegundo:

Met Stephen Amell today!

(I look so bad but idec)

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lukemeintheeye:

Supernatural's Amy Gumenick will play Cupid on Arrow – and that’s no clever pun relating to yesterday’s big “Olicity” news.

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Looks like Ollie got himself a stalker.

lukemeintheeye:

Supernatural's Amy Gumenick will play Cupid on Arrow – and that’s no clever pun relating to yesterday’s big “Olicity” news.

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Looks like Ollie got himself a stalker.

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crankyandbitchy:

Met stephen amell at fan expo. Had to get an olicity pic signed. He told me that he thought there needed to be more olicity scenes in season three. :)

 Am I wrong, or this is not a good thing?? Maybe he was talking about the season one..???

I think he was just saying in general that we the fans needed more olicity scenes.

thedreamer883:

crankyandbitchy:

Met stephen amell at fan expo. Had to get an olicity pic signed. He told me that he thought there needed to be more olicity scenes in season three. :)

 Am I wrong, or this is not a good thing?? Maybe he was talking about the season one..???

I think he was just saying in general that we the fans needed more olicity scenes.

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If you watch the Olicity kiss for a 10000 times like I did you will notice that Oliver is saying something to her and Felicity’s mouth is quite open. OK. Some people thinks this shows that the kiss will be interrupted but I think that they will be talking in whispers… their lips almost touching… with their eyes closed… maybe Oliver will say: “I’m gonna kiss you so do you mind to shut up for a few seconds?” and she will say: “Oliver, it’s 3am and I didn’t wash my teeth in a while pleas….” And he will finally shut her up with the most amazing kiss in the story of television

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tinkershar:

What if when they kiss Oliver says ”I love you” and Felicity says something along the lines of ”There’s no camera’s around this time” and he’s like ”I meant it the first time.”

I feel like it might be interrupted because it feels like it’s to easy but I don’t care.The intent is there.

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Anonymous said: Standard prompt! Felicity has clearly slept with Ray and Oliver isn't to happy about it!

myherocomplex:

[This ended up a little more focused on the Smoaking Harp friendship, but I actually think it worked best that way so screw it all I’m going to bed.]

—Late Night—

“Someone had a late night,” Roy commented slyly when Felicity wandered into the lair one Saturday morning, much later than usual.

Oliver looked up and saw Felicity clutching a cup of tea in her hands.  Her hair, normally so pristine was a little bit messy.  Her clothes were disheveled—again, unusual—and she looked exhausted.

But she didn’t look unhappy about it.

She just smiled at Roy and rolled her eyes humorously before meandering over to her desk and delicately situating herself in her chair, groaning quietly and closing her eyes.

Oliver’s stomach plummeted.

She was…glowing.

Oh…oh God.

“I take it the big date with Palmer last night went well,” Roy continued.

But Felicity wasn’t in the mood to chat.  She just gave Roy a look and said, “Less talk-y, more shhhhh,” and took a deep sip from her tea.

There was a loud clatter as the bow in Oliver’s hand dropped to the floor.  All heads snapped to him, but he said nothing, just slowly stooped to pick it up, carefully keeping his eyes trained on his bow—anywhere but at Felicity.

“Aw, come on.  No details?  You told me last night that he was planning something special,” Roy continued, dropping the bow staff he’d been working with and walking over to tease his favorite blonde.

“Roy,” Diggle said quietly, his eyes on Oliver, but Roy didn’t hear him.

Felicity flushed pink and looked at her computer.  “I…it was nice.”  Her eyes darted in Oliver’s direction and she became uncommonly mute, flattening her lips as she began opening files and windows to continue a project she’d been toying with.

“Nice?  That’s it?  You were so stoked when you were talking about it yesterday.  You literally wouldn’t shut up about it.”

“Roy,” Diggle repeated more urgently, but Roy still wasn’t listening.

“So what’d he do?  Were there flowers?  Fancy cars?  C’mon, Barbie, I need tips for wooing Thea.”

“I think Thea’s pretty much wooed, Roy, no need to go overboard,” Felicity said hurriedly, the gratified flush slowly fading from her body as she tried not to be insensitive to Oliver.  It served him right, she knew.  He had made the choice to push her away.  He had practically shoved her into Ray Palmer’s arms.  She had no reason to be ashamed if Ray Palmer had made love to her last night, no reason whatsoever.

But her heart throbbed as she saw the tenseness in Oliver’s jaws and the sudden fierceness in his target practice.

“Roy,” Diggle repeated one last time, placing a hand on Roy’s shoulder.  “Stop,” he said quietly, indicating Oliver, who was very determinedly pretending not to be paying any of them any attention.

Roy glanced at Diggle in confusion but then followed the other man’s gaze.  “Wh—oh,” he said abruptly.  “Right.  Never mind.  Sorry.”

Roy glanced at his mentor and then at the girl at the desk and sighed, shaking his head.  He wished Oliver would stop being such a moron.  He looked at Felicity and saw that the light in her eyes had gone right out, a complete transformation from the beaming look she’d worn when she first walked in.  Damn fool, he thought, shooting another brief look at Oliver.

“For the record,” Roy said very quietly, leaning over Felicity’s shoulder to whisper in her ear, placing an affectionate hand on her arm.  “I’m glad he’s being good to you, Barbie.  You deserve it.  But if he hurts you, I will personally rip his head off.”  He kissed her on the cheek.

Felicity smiled, a little bit of the anxiety draining from her face.  “I know.  Thanks, Roy.”

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But GUYS!! OMFG JUST IMAGINE LIAM FREAKING NEESON AS RA’S AL GHUL OMG MAKE IT HAPPEN!! He was amazing in Batman; this would be so epic!!

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But GUYS!! OMFG JUST IMAGINE LIAM FREAKING NEESON AS RA’S AL GHUL OMG MAKE IT HAPPEN!! He was amazing in Batman; this would be so epic!!

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emilyhotchnerforever said: ooooooohhhh!! are u still accepting prompts??? felicity speaks tech language and all the smart talks, oliver gets turned on, but felicity doesn't know her effect on him, but the whole team does.

myherocomplex:

—The Felicity-Fetish—

“…so it’s really pretty simple and I—” Felicity broke off, looking up from her tablet and at the boys’ faces.  “I…” she stammered, “why are you all looking at me like that?”

Roy’s face was a complete blank, Diggle looked totally lost, and Oliver’s mouth was threatening to smile—a sure sign that she’d said something totally ridiculous, but she was pretty sure she hadn’t for once.

“Felicity…” Roy said, “None of us understood a word of what you just said.”

Felicity sighed, rolling her eyes.  “Where did I lose you?”

Diggle shifted awkwardly.  “Around…”

“Step One,” Oliver finished, and yes…yes, he was laughing at her.  She shot him a dirty look but he ignored her.  “Why don’t you back up and try to—”

“Dumb it down for you?” she offered dryly.

But Oliver just smiled.  “Please.”

She shot him a look briefly as she turned back to her tablet and started sliding back through several pages to start over for them.  Oliver had been acting strangely around her lately.

She noticed it again later the next morning at work.  He’d been having trouble with a virus on his laptop, so she’d run a program to get rid of it, and then she was trying to explain some preventative measures he should be taking to keep it from happening again, and she looked up halfway through a sentence and caught him staring at her with an extremely odd look on his face.  “Ol…Oliver?” she asked, swallowing.

He jumped slightly, and was opening his mouth to say something when Digg walked in.

“Hey, guys.  I just heard back from Roy about the guy you had him tailing all morning.  You got a second?”

Oliver nodded, and Felicity shrugged.  “I was just trying to show Oliver how to keep from downloading every available computer virus on the internet.”

Digg glanced at Oliver and smirked slightly.  “Were you now?” he commented, which Felicity thought was very odd, but then Oliver launched into questions about Roy’s intel, and she forgot that it had happened.

Until it happened again a few nights later.  “What…are you…doing?”

Oliver’s voice reached her under her desk in at the Foundry.

She poked her head out from under her desk and found him looking bemusedly down at her.  She brushed a stray tendril of hair out of her face and launched into an explanation about how she was installing a new computer system—a gift from Diggle through Amanda Waller as thanks for a recent favor.  Slowly she realized Oliver was giving her that strange look again and she stopped talking abruptly.  “Aaaaand you don’t care.  Sorry.  I’m just gonna,” she jerked her thumb in the direction of the wires and clicked her tongue in indication.  And as she disappeared back to her work, she heard a soft chuckle come from Roy’s direction.

“Shut up,” she heard Oliver mumble, confusing Felicity still more.  She sighed.  Boys.

The sad thing was she never really made the connection.  When Oliver’s thread finally snapped, she had no idea that the reason was because he’d spent the entire night listening to her mumbling over the comm in his ear as she went toe-to-toe (so to speak) with another hacker.

He’d marched into the lair to find her dancing to her victory music, thrilled after a week of duking it out with this other player to have finally beat him. 

“Oliver!” she looked up, happy to see him.  But before she could say anything else he had crossed the room to her in a few swift strides and shut her up with a kiss.  “You are driving me crazy,” he informed her when he finally pulled back to breathe.

“Tech speak is seriously the weirdest fetish ever,” Roy muttered to Diggle, watching the pair of them from the door.

Diggle smirked.  “To be fair, I think it’s more like a Felicity-fetish than anything.”

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Anonymous said: Did anyone ask an olicity question at the fan expo?

I honestly dont know. I just got an autograph. I wasnt at a panel. He didnt have one today. :(

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afresherowtlook:

Trust.

Next level trust.

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