Jake & Amy / Oliver & Felicity parallels (3/3)
Happy birthday, @muslimsmoak!
When you’re frustrated just passive-aggressively talk over everyone w/ pop culture references
but also olicity + we’re brushing our teeth and we both went to spit and you spit on me guess who’s living on the couch for the next month
okay, i don’t have a title for this but here you go!!! also thank you for the advice and the prompt, bev. <3
It was just another Monday morning, like clockwork, Oliver and Felicity woke up early and started their morning routine and prepared themselves for what would undoubtedly be a long day, a long day littered with budget meetings with city officials, quarterly reports with board members, parent-teacher conferences and hunting down drug lords. It was their normal, but they wouldn’t have it any other way. After all they’ve been through, they savored the precious moments when they weren’t the Green Arrow and Overwatch, Mayor Queen and Smoak Tech CEO, but just Oliver and Felicity.
The two were currently preoccupied in their en-suite bathroom, their right arms in sync in a back-and-forth motion, Felicity in front of the sink, Oliver towering behind her, their height difference so perfectly on display.
“So I have that board meeting at 1 and I should finish just in time to make it to Will’s softball game,” Felicity said semi-coherently, the mixture of her own spit and toothpaste muffling her voice.
“And the budget meeting should finish up by 1:30 so I should meet you at the game,” Oliver replied in an equally muffled voice. Felicity nodded at his response.
Exhaustion was slowly seeping in between their bones, having been up later than usual during their vigilante activities, a standard patrol turning into a hostage situation. The fatigue was slowly catching up to Oliver, he wasn’t getting any younger anymore, as his eyes felt heavy and heavier.
Two things happened: his eyes felt droopy, slowly closing themselves, and he felt Felicity move forward to spit and followed behind her. The sounds of rushing water stopped as the bathroom fell silent and Oliver moved back upright.
“Yes, honey,?” He asked, his eyes still closed, hoping this power nap, if he could even call it that, would will his body awake afterward. Moments later, he opened his eyes and did not meet the eyes of his beautiful blonde wife in the reflection before him. Instead, Felicity was crouched over the sink with one noticeable difference, a glob of what seemed to be Oliver’s spit and residual toothpaste seeping through her blonde tresses.
Oliver’s eyebrows widened in surprise, “Oh my god, honey. I’m sorry.”
“Yeah, do you think you could grab me the handtowel from there?” She asked wearily.
He grabbed the washcloth from the other side of the sink, maneuvered around his wife and wet the cloth and dabbed it against her head. She took it from his hands and finished the job.
“Felicity, honey, I’m so sorry. I didn’t even see. I was so tired, my eyes closed for a second,” Oliver apologized profusely.
She raised her upper half back up and turned to meet Oliver. “Oliver, sweetie, it’s okay. I get it. You’re tired. We’re both tired.”
Oliver released a breath he didn’t know he was holding in. “But don’t think you’re getting off that easy. Now, I have to shower and wash my hair.”
Felicity glanced at the shower to her right, “Now, I would say that you’re sleeping on the couch for ruining my hair and making me mess up my routine this morning….”
“But,”Oliver added hesitantly.
“But….” she smirked, “All can be forgiven if you join me in the shower and help me wash my hair.”
Oliver gave her a dirty grin, “Oh, is that so?”
“I mean you don’t have to,” Felicity replied. “Unless sleeping on the couch does suit you fine,” she said matter-of-factly.
She started heading towards the shower, taking her tank top and panties off before she opened the door, “The choice is yours.” She said winking and then closing the door behind her and turning the water on.
“Well, with an offer like that,” he said knowing she couldn’t hear him over the running water, he took his pajama pants and boxer briefs and joined her in the shower, showing her just how sorry he was. All was forgiven if Felicity’s enthusiasm was any indication afterward.
(1) voting at TeenChoice.com; or
into your registered, public Twitter account and tweeting #Olicity with the correct category hashtag (e.g., “My #TeenChoice for #ChoiceTVShip is #Olicity from @CW_Arrow @EmilyBett @StephenAmell“).
arrow au: hi, i’m felicity, and this is my life. felicity smoak is just a normal it girl working at village tech, when one day she gets an email from an old college friend who’s supposed to be dead; that email is filled with government secrets that get stuck in her brain. now, with the help and protection of cia’s oliver queen and nsa’s john diggle, this fledgling spy will use her brain to diffuse bombs, stop criminals and save the world…and maybe fall in love in the process. all in a day’s work.
I CAN ONLY TAKE YOU IN SMALL DOSES(SMALL DOSES): A RIVAL CEOS AU ONE-SHOT AS A BELATED BDAY PRESENT FOR SARA.
Okay, so if you follow me on twitter, you saw that I posted a teaser of a one-shot that’s been dedicated to my friend Sara @gothsmoak as a birthday present. So you know I waited until after Ramadan to finish it up cos there were certain scenes I couldn’t write during that time. And I’m sure you’re all aware that it’s after Ramadan now, so here we are. The completed 10k Rival CEOs AU one-shot is complete and finally ready for you all to read. I hope you enjoy it.
Summary: “Oliver Queen is the CEO of his family company, Queen Consolidated, which is nearly reaching bankruptcy. Due to that very reason, Felicity Smoak, the youngest CEO of her own company, Smoak Technologies, comes to Starling City to buy QC from Mr. Queen’s hands. Their hate for each other is mutual at the very beginning, but after working together for three months, they quickly discover the hate might be slowly crossing a different line.” Based on this gifset here
The singular tapping of sharp, vibrant red painted fingernails echoed against the glass table throughout the conference room as investors, board members, and other important personnel sat waiting for the arrival of the ever-tardy CEO. The perpetrator of the noise belonged to a one Felicity Smoak, certified MENSA-level genius, 2nd place champion of the National Information Technology competition, MIT graduate of 2009 with a double master’s in Cyber Security and Computer Sciences at the young age of 19, and now CEO of her own tech-based company Smoak Tech sat at her seat agitated, impatiently waiting for the arrival of Queen Consolidated’s CEO, Oliver Queen to begin their meeting on the company’s quarterly earnings and where to proceed from then on.
Queen Consolidated was once the leading company in Starling City under Robert Queen, Oliver’s father. In 2008 after a freak thunderstorm in the North China storm, Robert Queen was lost at sea, leaving behind his wife, daughter, and son. Soon after, the company faltered as stocks plummeted and investors backed out, not wanting to risk their money in a company undergoing a drastic change in leadership. The company’s CFO Walter Steele took over CEO temporarily, waiting for the prodigal son to take over his father’s legacy.
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