#malcolmmerlyns

Author: charmalot ( @malcolmmerlyns ) & dropsofgallifrey ( @jess-cruz ) Relationship: Malcolm Merlyn/Felicity Smoak Fandom: Arrow (2012) Rating: Teen audiences and up Word Count: 4,025 Summary: Pro Tip: Don't try to keep your widely-despised boyfriend a secret if you're moonlighting as a vigilante.

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“Okay,” he says. He chuckles under his breath and pecks her lips. “For the record, I’ll miss you as well. Keep an eye on your phone tonight. It’s incredibly likely that I’ll be bored or irritated by your friends and will end up texting you.”

She playfully hits him before she starts heading for the door. “One of those friends is your daughter, mind you. But if you’re looking for a worthy match for your intelligence,” she teases as her phone chimes, “I’m pretty sure that Digg and Lyla are bringing J.J. I’ve gotta go, my Uber’s here.”

“It’s fortunate you're as cute as you are. Anyone else would surely receive retribution for a remark like that.”

The blonde twirls around to face Malcolm as they make their way into the elevator. “You love it though, don’t lie.”

Authors: charmalot ( @malcolmmerlyns ) & dropsofgallifrey ( @katesquiver ) Relationships: Barry Allen/Felicity Smoak Fandoms: Arrow (TV 2012), The Flash (TV 2014) Rating: Teen and up audiences Word count: 1,617 Additional tags: post-arrow 4.16, olicity mentioned Summary: Felicity and Barry are always there when they need each other, so it's no surprise that half an hour after a break-up, Barry's in Felicity's hotel room with two bottles of wine and a few gallons of ice cream.

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Excerpt:

“Hey, Felicity. What's up? Is everything okay?” He can feel her distress through the phone and is already thinking of how to excuse himself if she needs him.

“I- uh– not really. I mean, I'm physically fine, I'm safe, but uh– I really don't want to be alone right now.” The hacker’s voice becomes shakier the more she speaks.

“Yeah, of course.” With that, he's about to hang up until he hears his friend’s voice call his name. “Yeah?”

“Don't go to the loft. I'll text you an address.”