#olicityfics

Hi all,

I wanted to check in since it’s been awhile. There has been some worry among readers that I’ve abandoned my fics. Rest assured, I fully intend on finishing each and every one. I’ve just been super busy with work and enjoying the summer season.

As of right now, when I do have free moments, I’ve been working on the fourth and final part of At the Edge of the Ocean. It’s quite long, so it’s taking a while; I’m about three quarters of the way finished. After that’s completed and posted, I plan on continuing Caught in the Rapture. Most of my fics are actually in their final chapters. I just need to cross the finish line. I’ve included the (approximate) final chapter counts so you have an idea of how many chapters are left in each.

I promise they will be worth the wait! As always, feel free to message me with questions or just to say hi. Thanks for being so patient!

At the Edge of the Ocean: 4 parts total

 Caught in the Rapture: 30 chapters total

Bound to You: 60 chapters total

Hi, Loves! Had a little one shot going on in my head. An aftermath of Olicity 4x09. Hope you enjoy! Requests are always open  xx

Oliver sat there staring ahead of him at nothing in particular. He heard Donna’s voice near him, but didn’t respond. He only shook his head as he did with everything, awaiting Felicity to awaken from her surgery. He felt his heart heavier than the time he thought he would die on the Queen’s Gambit, heavier than watching his father kill himself. His heart was even heavier from watching his mother and possibly Thea bleed out and die. Oliver felt as if he had no heart. 

Taking a deep breath to remind himself he’s still alive, Oliver tensed shifting himself in his seat as he was finally aware of his current surroundings. Diggle was in the chair over him as Donna sat beside him with a cup of coffee. He held her hand for a while, squeezing it, reassuring her everything will work out. The feeling was needed for himself more than her. Thea and Laurel sat further down the hall in the main waiting room awaiting the news as the others. 

Oliver’s head snapped toward Felicity’s hospital room and an ounce of his sheer hope thought it was her about to walk through the door with her short blonde hair over her shoulders and glasses on smiling the moment she would see him, but it was only a nurse. Oliver stood up hesitantly ready for any kind of news. Donna stood by him holding his arm in ready to any terrible news. 

“She’s awake, but there’s something you should know.” “Okay,” Oliver whispered confused. “We need to do a neurological scan, we think her memory may be impaired.”  “Oh god,” Donna said holding her mouth with her hand as she sat back in the chair. “You’re not sure?” “We’ll know when someone speaks to her.”  “Oliver, you go. She’ll know me instantly.” Oliver swallowed hard, his hands stroking his jeans nervously. He took another deep breath slowly walking into the hospital room. 

A soft smile crept on his face seeing her blue eyes again. She was just finishing a sip of water when her attention was caught by the sad yet overly handsome man in her room. “Hi,” she said in a normal tone.  “Hey,” Oliver said, his voice shaken. Felicity smiled but her smile quickly faded, “Y-you’re O-you’re dead.” Oliver walked closer to her, “Do you know who I am?” “You’re Oliver Queen, but you died?” Felicity squinted her eyes staring at him while shaking her head. “I”m sorry, they told me I was in an accident. I don’t know maybe I was in some other universe or my mind was in another universe you know they say that when you condone in surgery your mind can take...and you really don’t want to hear this.” Oliver smiled knowing that this was still his Felicity, the one he fell in love with but she wasn’t actually his because she wasn’t looking at him the way she used to. 

“Felicity, what’s the last thing you remember?”  “Getting a lease on a mini Cooper.” Oliver nodded sighing in heartache. In that same moment Donna walked in rushing to her daughter, more than happy to see her. “Mom?! What are you doing here?” “You were hurt, baby! You and Oliver were in an accident. Oh and it just had to happen after he proposed.” Donna sat at the edge of the bed stroking Felicity’s dry hair. Oliver cleared his throat as he saw the shock and pure confusion in Felicity’s eyes and instant jaw drop. “P-proposed? You’re my fiance?” Oliver shook his head forcing a smile, “Don’t even worry about that right now. You need rest. Okay?” Oliver ignored any other responses to him as he left the room walking out of the hospital entirely. Thea, Laurel, and Diggle all called after him but his mind was racing as he felt himself, for the first time in eight years, in ten types of pain. Nothing and no one could beat the heartache he felt seeing Felicity not know who he was. That he was her’s, and she was hi. Seeing his light, right before him, dim and suddenly the darkness was feeling like home.

Hi, loves! here’s an improvised OS on felicity finding out about william. this could have gone in so many directions but this is the one my brain went with. hope you enjoy!  Much Love xx

Oliver lit the last table candle, blowing out the match as he heard Felicity coming into their loft, the door shutting behind her. “Hey, what’s all this?” she asked walking over to a shyly smiling Oliver, “This is dinner,” “Yes, but its big, grand, date night like.” The two laughed mirroring each other’s smiles. Oliver pulled out a chair for her, taking off her coat allowing her to sit down. Felicity smiled excited to taste yet another amazing meal Oliver had made that night. The slightly nervous man walked over to his seat across from her after pouring his wine. Felicity teased him knowing this was not another night of amazing food, great wine, and hopefully even better sex following up.

Sitting there with his green eyes beaming with his nervous and excitement, Oliver did not speak until Felicity scoffed a laugh, “What is it?” “Alright, yes, there’s something I need-would like to tell you.” Felicity bit the bottom of her lip excited to have Oliver open up about something. She leaned closer on the table ready to take in whatever he had to say. Oliver pouted out his lips sighing a mere laugh pulling out two train tickets to Central City laying it out in front of Felicity. She shook her head not understanding, “I have a jet for that.” “I know,” Oliver chuckled. “These are for us.” “Is Barry alright?” Yes, he’s fine. This doesn’t have to do with hero…stuff.” Felicity took a sip of her wine as Oliver released a massive sigh. “Do you remember when we went to Central City to fight off Savage?” “Ah, yes. VHS tapes and a bunch of superheroes in a farmhouse. What about it?” “I discovered something there. About ten years ago, I impregnated a girl.” Felicity’s eyes grew larger yet she was slightly not shocked. “She told me she had a miscarriage. Turns out my mother had something to do with that.” Felicity understood, “She threatened her didn’t she?” Oliver nodded his head folding his lips against each other, “She paid her off. Point is, she didn’t have a miscarriage.”

Felicity’s smile grew as she stared at the beautiful man before her. “You’re a father?” “Yes,” Oliver awkwardly smiled not able to finish his prepped speech to prepare her for the blow worried how she was going to take the news. “You’re a father!” she jumped from her seat, sitting herself on his lap kissing him. Oliver laughed happy with her excitement. “Is it a boy or a girl? How old are they? Does the child have your eyes? Oh my god, have you even met the kid?” “His name is William and yes he does have my eyes.” “William.” Felicity whispered nodding her head picturing William in her mind as a mini Oliver.

“I spoke to Samantha.” “Samantha?” “Mhm, William’s mother. She wanted to keep him sheltered from my world.” Felicity’s excitement turned to disappointment knowing that had meant that she could never see, the man she was so deeply in love with, son. “It took some time but she has finally agreed to let you meet him. I mean-if you want.” Suddenly Felicity’s smile grew once again, “Of course I do!”

After some short bliss with the two happily engaged couple, Felicity forcefully slapped Oliver’s arm. “Ow!” he retaliated. “You had a son this whole time and you didn’t tell me!” “I couldn’t! Not yet, it was something that needed to stay between his mother and me. I didn’t want to, Felicity. I wanted to come to you and tell you everything but Samantha was protecting him. I had to accept that to get to know him.” Felicity sighed in frustration seeing the wrong in his doing yet understood the love of a single mother toward her child. She knew that if her dad had ever came to her again, Donna would have done everything to keep her away from him. It wasn’t the exact same thing, but the feeling and ideology of it was. 

Part 1| Part 2| Part 3| Part 4| Part 5| End

Felicity stumbled in the halls the following Monday morning ignoring everyone in sight trying her best to make it to class before the bell rings. “Fel!” she heard a familiar voice catch up to her. She turned to see Tommy Merlyn. She scrunched her face in wonder, “Hi?” “Hey, I barely saw you at my party. Whoa do you always walk this quick?” “Uh, yeah it wasn’t really my scene, sorry. I’m going to be late to class.” “Well, uh, I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me.” Felicity stopped in her tracks, “What?” “You know you, me, dinner; maybe even taking you home and stealing a kiss. Tonight?” “Oh, wow…um,” Felicity had no idea how to react other than saying no, “I’m sorry, I mean I would love to, but I can’t. I am tutoring Oliver tonight. Maybe another time?” “Definitely, yeah. I’ll see you around, Fel.” “Bye,” Felicity said feeling her cheeks heat up but little did she know that Oliver was watching the whole thing.

Oliver laid down on his bed with his phone in hand scrolling through nothing in particular while Felicity sat at the edge of the bed swinging her legs back and forth as the dangled over the bed, reading a novel assigned in English patiently waiting for Oliver to join her to understand what it means to “close read” a text.

Oliver set down his phone on his stomach staring at Felicity’s back, smiling how her hair was down today, for once, rather than up. “Why did you say no?” Felicity turned her body confused, “Say no to what, exactly?” Oliver moved positions jumping to sit next to felicity with his feet touching the floor, “To Tommy.” “He told you,” she nodded in a of course tone. “No, I saw. He still hasn’t told me.” “I said no because I’m spending the night with you,’ Oliver smiled at Felicity’s words until she re-traced her words, “I mean, not like that even though we’re on your bed…” Oliver chuckled, “Relax. C’mon let’s take a break.” Oliver grabbed Felicity’s hand pulling her away from her book and his room. “But we haven’t even started yet!” she giggled. “Eh, we have all night.”

 As the night progressed, Oliver and Felicity spent hours and hours laughing and joking about people in school, movies and TV shows they commonly found interesting. They both were amazed how the smartest girl in school and the complete jock of it all were a lot more similar than anyone would think. “Miss Smoak,” Diggle cleared his throat. “It’s time for me to take you home,” Felicity looked to Diggle and then Oliver smiling, “I’ll go get my things.” Oliver stayed smiling watching her leave. “You know your parents are paying her to help you pass high school not have an ice cream date.” “We weren’t on a date.” Diggle scoffed, “Yeah, ok, man. You like her and she likes you. Don’t hurt her,” Diggle said walking away taking a very happy Felicity back home.

The doorbell rang as Oliver was heading up the curved stairwell in the Queen Manor. He answered confused, “Laurel?” “Hi.” “Is everything okay?” “No, it’s my dad…c-can I please stay here for the night.” Knowing Laurel’s past family issues, he didn’t decline. He led her up the stairwell showing her to the guest room and comforting her until she fell asleep.

 “Here we are, Felicity,” Diggle said. “Thank you Mr. Diggle-Diggle. Just Diggle,” she laughed. “Can I ask you something?” he asked. “Sure!” Felicity smiled moving closer to the driver seat from the backseat. “You’re a strong, smart young lady, why did you agree to tutor Oliver?” “I need the money, and he was nice to me. Most people aren’t in high school. It’s not the best place but it’s fine-I mean it’s never okay for bullies to be well, mean but I don’t really care, you know?” Diggle chuckled, “Yes, I know. Good night. Felicity.” “Goodnight! And thanks for the ride home.” Felicity stepped out of the car heading to her room knowing her mother still wouldn’t be home yet. Before finally melting into her soft bed sheets, Felicity checked her phone receiving a random text secretly hoping to herself that it was Oliver.

Hi, loves! Here’s a sort of short fluffy, funny one shot requested by a lovely anon with the specific dialogue italicized in the text. I based the setting as something happening after the season 3 finale. Enjoy! xx Ps. the warehouse mentioned is the one in 2x22.

Felicity dropped the heavy box grunting to herself from the heavy lifting, “Please tell me that’s the last one!” she said sitting on it. Diggle scoffed, “There’s 19 more, Felicity.” Felicity closed her eyes sighing over all the work her and the team have to do in moving the foundry over to the other abandoned warehouse Oliver had ready for the day the foundry were to ever be compromised. “Alright, tell Oliver I headed out when he gets back from his nightly activities.” Felicity nodded her head, “Tell the wife and Sara I said hi!” Felicity laughed but Diggle shook his head, “I mean Lyla,” Felicity cleared her throat, “tell Lyla and Sara I said hi.” “Good night, Felicity.” “Night!”

Alone, Felicity walked over to her purse on top of Oliver’s bow case grabbing her tablet. She immediately heard the back door open and close as steady footsteps approached her. “Diggle left, and The Arrow is a hero once again. That is how it’s done, thank you very much,” she said to Oliver lifting her head up from her small screen accepting the gentle kiss hello from him. “I’m crossing off Andrews from our data’s list.” Oliver smiled to himself admiring Felicity as he changed out of his green leather Arrow jacket and into a gray t-shirt. “So, I was thinking we could redecorate, aside from you know another glass case. Do you think Barry would get upset we took away his? I mean hypothetically speaking.”

Felicity stood up gesturing her hands around the empty cold warehouse. “Maybe repaint? I don’t know, I’m just not feeling all this brown and dead look, y’know? Oh! Angel lights, definitely angel lights to brighten up the place but our normal light posts or build new ones in? How good are you with handy work; because we need all the light we can get. It’s a lot bigger which is nice, seeing how our team is growing-“ Felicity continued babbling as she finally turned to face Oliver, “-but first thing’s first we have to put all the glass cases up-what is that?” Felicity unthinkingly asked as her cheeks flushed.

Oliver was still in his Arrow leather pants and without realizing it, a certain area was much more noticeable than any other areas on Oliver’s body. Oliver uncrossed his large arms staring down slightly embarrassed, “Sorry…it-“ “Please don’t say it has a mind of it’s own…wh-how?” Felicity was not helping the situation making it any less awkward even if it was just the two of them. Oliver sighed giving up not understanding why the situation was even awkward. They were two adults who are madly and completely in love with each other and a few too intimate moments shouldn’t bother either one of them. “When you become all empowering, and take charge, become the strong woman that I know you to be, I kind of see it as a turn on.” “That makes you hard?!” Felicity exclaimed finding the entire situation a bit shocking. Oliver sighed in frustration, “Diggle and I can install the lights after we get some blue prints worked up. There’s a leak in the bathroom too so, we could add it to the list of things to do aside from moving everything out of the van and in here.” Felicity had a smile on her face ignoring every word Oliver had just said, “What else do I do that turns you on?”

“Felicity.” “What? We’re already talking about it!” Oliver sat down on one of the boxes with his hands on the edge of them. “You’re hair down.” “Like it is right now?” Oliver shook his head with a smile on his face, “Yes, also when you wear red.” “Ooo, Diggle’s wedding must’ve sucked for you,” she said approaching Oliver slowly. “What else?” “You’re not going to leave this be are you?” “Nope, c’mon, what else?” “Secretly when you kick ass.” Felicity nodded her head once getting closer and closer to Oliver. “Also, how you think it’s cute that you say you won’t get me coffee yet you still do.” “Seriously?” “No, I ran out of things to say,” Oliver chuckled as Felicity invited herself on Oliver’s lap wrapping her arms around his neck as he held her close at the waist. “Anything else?” Oliver hummed as Felicity softly brushed her soft lips against his, “That…” Felicity sighed a smile fully kissing him letting both their mouths have a mind of their own.