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New! Arrow: Oliver Queen & Felicity Smoak (Olicity) vid: The Light by djcprod

All My Favorite Olicity Moments


Anon asked: you have the best analysis of olicity, ray, barry, canary, team arrow, and pretty much everything else. I even know why you love Olicity so much! but i was wondering what’s your favorite olicity scene, favorite olicity episode, favorite olicity line, favor olicity scene without having olicity in it( barry saying you like him, oliver telling dig we can protect her, the look on oliver’s face with thea after he saves felicity from the count, etc.), just olicity favorites in general! thanks!

Is it weird that I was super excited about this ask Anon? Cuz I was. Sorry for the delay, but I’ve been traveling and didn’t have access to my gifs. Gifs were absolutely necessary for this post. Let’s get to it.

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Checkmate - Oliver/Felicity - M (one-shot)


A/N: This is what happens when I drink a lot of wine! (And have anthfan as an enabler.) I’m a little nervous about this one. I would love to know what you think because of the fact that it’s a first for me.

I truly hope you enjoy it and thank you so much for your…


Oliver: THESE WERE FIVE YEARS! Five years! Where nothing good happened!


Oliver: THESE WERE FIVE YEARSFive years! Where nothing good happened!

(Source: llioneess)


i got 99 problems and probably about 94 of them come from my lack of motivation to do anything

olicity prompt based on this post? future-mrs-tennant tumblr com/post/92291102382/weinerman-tested-jaclcfrost-the-two-main thank you!!!!


[So from what I could find, this prompt was about height differences, right? If I’m mistaken, I apologize to the anon that was kind enough to send this to me. I hope you enjoy, I had a great time writing it!]


He was tall

Large in the way she reckoned only green leather clad vigilantes could be. A monument of hard muscles, towering over her shaken frame, his hooded face far up from hers, the strong edges of his jaw a remote paradise of scruffy whiskers and small secretive smiles.

His lips, the only aspect of his face left uncovered, moved smoothly with his warnings of safety and with gentle requests that she take precaution while walking alone in the glades, and while the modulated words might have stricken fear into any other damsel in distress, this damsel, only in mild distress, could only trace the contours of his lips with curious blue eyes, follow their movement as her bare feet curled around the dirty pavement of some dark alley deep in the glades.

He’d swept in before, a few times actually, more times than she should really be proud of or was willing to admit, the green hood and sharp arrows not nearly enough to daunt some mildly insulting sentences about archery being utterly ridiculous.

“You shouldn’t insult people who have well over a foot on you” he’d said, looking down at her from high up the dark city air, a mysterious shadow downcasting on his features, his hood, even after taking down a neighborhood thug, stayed perched in place, hiding his face in the most attractive way possible.   

“then I wouldn’t get to insult anyone” she’d teased back, her smile widening at the small chuckle that vibrated off the starling city vigilante,sounding only slightly staticy under the influence of a voice distorter.

This time was more of a close call than any of the other times he’d stepped in for her sake, she’d struggled roughly with the kid of only seventeen or eighteen, going stiff as a board when a sharp object had been introduced into the mix, pressing roughly and promisingly against her back.

thats not good 

He’d only wanted her bag, the sparse cash she had in her floral patterned wallet that would probably be found later in some dumpster, everything there except the couple hundred dollars she kept on her way to the 24hour pharmacy, dreaming of ice cream and chocolate as she went, trying to save the environment one walked (pollution-less) trip at a time, only to be pulled into an alley by a kid who probably needed the money to eat.

so much for a quiet night of Ice cream and Game of Thrones. 

The hooded teenager had only stopped pulling at the strap of her bag when he’d sensed an uncanningly sharp arrow pointed straight at his back, his hooded superior dropping a line about him not recalling assaulting women being taught at circle time.

a jokester vigilante, nice 

She would have laughed,always one to appreciate humor, had she not been staring up at the humongous figure that seemed to fill the alleyway completely, his commanding voice booming through the space, striking fear into the overflowing dumpster and worn bricks, striking something a little sharper into her attacker. Something a lot like an Arrow (which would make sense) the arrow had been there, pulled obediently at the end of his bow, until it hadn’t, whizzing by in a haste to drop the troubled kid unconscious to the floor.

he grabbed a hold of her, pulling them both up as he hooked a rope to the edge of a tall roof, slinging onto the top of an abandoned building, knocking the air out of her, a small eek escaping her as they were pulled up the dark air.

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"i think they’re in love with each other." -marc guggenheim

(Source: starlight-in-your-eyes)



if your sad just watch this wolf gif. look at it.

who’s a huge big vicious apex predator?WHO’S A BIG SILLY? :D



if your sad just watch this wolf gif. look at it.

who’s a huge big vicious apex predator?


"Somebody said to me, ‘You’ll never be in a film as successful as Harry Potter.’
“I said ‘You’re right, but neither will anyone else.’”

(Source: imsirius)

Oliver discovers a sure-fire way to turn Felicity on and makes sure to keep doing it. (Maybe something unexpected? Like him cracking his neck or saying something in a different language?!)


[I went with Oliver speaking Russian because…well, personally, it gets me pretty hot and bothered, so I can imagine it would for Felicity, too. ;)]

Smut Warning.

—My Small Sun—

It started out by mistake.  She’d woken up to find him on the sofa taking a business call from Moscow at 1:00 A.M., and she’d curled up next too him on the sofa, sleepily snuggling into him, listening to the soft, deep purr of his voice speaking another language while he wrapped his arm around her, toying with her hair.

When he finally hung up, he’d murmured in her ear in Russian, his mind still in that mode, and began seductively kissing down her neck, muttering all the things he wanted to do to her as she moaned languidly beneath him.

“I don’t know what you’re saying,” she groaned, “but I like the sound of it.”

He smirked, telling her in Russian how beautiful she was.

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When I'm Holding On To You


Title: When I’m Holding On To You
Category: Arrow
Word Count: 550
Rating: G
A/N: I’m back from vacation in San Francisco! This idea was sketched out before I ever left, but seeing as I got a little too much sun on our boat trip under the Golden Gate Bridge, it…