#olivarryweek2015

i feel bad about missing the official olivarry week bc i was too busy with work and shit (which triple sucks bc im part of the fckn barryolivernet what is my excuse wtf) so i'm makin a gr9 playlist for my fave dumb ship <3 (7 tracks for 7 days + 1 bonus track!!)

featuring music from owl city, the vamps, fall out boy and more!!

This whole school seemed to have a stick lodged in its ass.

At least that's what a teenage Oliver Queen thought as he and his parents toured the prestigious Dalton Academy.

His parents were threatening to send him to the all boys school after his latest troublesome deed. He had screwed two different girls at once. Well, they were identical twins so it was really like they were the same girl. Normally, this wouldn't have been that big of a deal, but he may have recorded, and said twins, who Oliver is now convinced are evil, may have threatened to release the tape online.

Needless to say, it had cost his parents a good chunk of cash to make that issue go away. So they were threatening to send him to this uppity prep school where he'd be 'more supervised'.

It was an empty threat, and they all knew it. This was just to 'scare' him into behaving. He pretend it worked, maybe be good for a week or so and then everything would be back to normal.

His mother would never stand for him being so far away from her, and his dad was honestly just going along with this for his wife's sake, not because he really felt Oliver needed to be punished this way.

So he follows his parents and their tour guide throughout the campus and tries his best to act like he actually thinks his parents are going to send him here. His parents go in to the main office to speak with headmaster while he waits on an oak bench outside, another scare technique no doubt. So now he’s just sitting, even more bored than before when he hears singing from several rooms away from him. With nothing better to do, he gets up and follows the sound back to its origin.

What he found was a Dalton Student and some Latino-looking having some sort of singing battle (and that was weird, even for a prep school) to an acoustic version of Michael Jackson’s Smooth Criminal. He finds himself hypnotized as he watched them move while their voices mingled.

Normally he would be staring at the girl, but for some reason all he could focus on was the boy, a Dalton Student if the uniform was anything to go by. Not that the girl wasn’t pretty, quite the opposite actually. She was the types of girl he’d usually be all over, Long legs, curves to kill for, smooth skin, dark hair, full lips, a truly gorgeous body, and yet his eyes kept sliding away from her. He was gorgeous. Tall, lean, pale skin, slicked back hair that somehow looked good on him, gorgeous green eyes, and a voice that drew him like a moth to a flame. For the first time in his life he wanted to impress a guy. Not that it really bothered him, he could seduce anyone. His eyes never left the boy as he moved around the room. He was suddenly snapped out of his haze when the boy threw a slushy handed to him by a bunch of boys Oliver hadn’t even noticed had come into the room (thankfully through a different door than the one he was spying through) all over the girl.

It seems mean, although he doesn’t know anything about the situation and he can hardly claim to be the nicest person in the world. He can’t hear what their saying now, they speak a lot softer than they sing, but it doesn’t matter anyway because he shouldn’t even be watching this. With one last look at the boy he creeps back to the oak bench just as his parents come out of the office. As he expects, after their tour and him promising (yet again) to behave appropriately from now on, there is no more talk of him going to Dalton Academy.

However, he can’t seem to forget that boy he saw (and more importantly heard) while he was there.

He secretly explores the school’s website and finds the Glee Club section, leading him to discover that his crush’s name is Sebastian Smythe. He keeps an eye on Sebastian through social media and the youtube videos of the Warblers’ shows (he even goes to a few that are in Starling or close enough) and he can’t help feeling more and more drawn to Sebastian each time he sees him, each time he hears that amazing voice. He always tells himself he’ll go up to the man after one of the shows he attends and talk to him, but he never does.

Then after Sebastian graduates he just up and disappears, and Oliver tries not to feel alarmed and somewhat disappointed by that. He has bigger problems soon anyhow when he get lost at see and washed up on a hostile island, and by the time he gets back he has a city to save so he can’t worry about his former crush, though he can’t deny the man crosses his mind from time to time. He’s always figured that his interest in Sebastian must just be a fluke because he never feels like that for any other guy. Sure, there are guys he can admit he thinks of as attractive, but he has no desire to woo or take them out them like he does for women. It was just a one time thing.

Until Barry Allen.

Looks wise he is very similar to Sebastian, so similar that he originally thought he had to be Sebastian until the man started speaking.

The boy he saw in that room all those years ago was slightly cruel, but confident, charming, and moved with a careful grace. Barry didn't have a mean bone in his body, was far more self-conscious, clumsy, and while Oliver found him charming in his own way, he certainly wasn't purposefully charming.

Much like with Sebastian, he's drawn to Barry. When Barry was in a room Oliver's eyes couldn't help but drift to him, and he felt far more open with the other hero than he had with anyone since his return from the island.

After a lot of prodding from his team (mainly Felicity and Thea) he asks Barry out and is ecstatic when he says yes without even a hint of hesitation.

It's a challenging relationship at times but they find a way to make it work, and Oliver is happier than he's been in as long as he can get remember.

The thought of his crush from all those years ago doesn't even enter his mind during his relationship with Barry until one night Cisco decides to take them out for Karaoke.

It's Caitlin who suggests that Barry should sing, apparently they went out to a Karaoke bar for a case a few months back. Oliver tried to ignore the irrational coil of jealousy in the pit of his stomach when he hears that, especially since Caitlin is currently in the arms of her husband.

Barry protests at first but after his friends beg him (and Oliver adds a little extra persuasion of his own) he clambers up onto the stage and tells the DJ to just play anything. He looks so nervous that Oliver wants to get up on the stage, pull his boyfriend into his arms, and protect him from anything and everything.

But then the music starts (and what are the odds that the random song the DJ would just so happen to be Smooth Criminal? Barry would probably know) and suddenly Barry is the picture of confidence and poise as he glides around the stage.

Just like someone else he's seen before.

It's him. Barry or Sebastian or both. He knew they looked too much alike, and he'd know that voice anywhere. He dreamed about all throughout High School. It was hard to imagine his Barry and his Sebastian being one and the same, but somehow they were. He was absolutely sure of it.

Barry finishes to a thunderous applause and comes back over blushing. After a little teasing Barry sits in the spot beside him. He pulls his boyfriend into his arms so he can whisper into the other man's ear.

"You have an incredible voice Barry Allen, or should I say Sebastian Smythe?" He questions with both eyebrows raised. Barry turns to look at him with wide eyes. "How do you-" "You know a long time ago my parents tried to scare me into being good by threatening to send me to a prep school. Made me take a tour of the place and everything. While I was there I saw this boy singing the very song you just except he was aiming it as a duet, well before he dumped a slushy on the girls he was singing with." Barry looked away with clear regret and shame on his face. "You saw that?" He reaches a hand up and tilts Barry's head until his eyes meet Oliver's. "Hey, it's okay. I don't judge you. We all do things we regret in High School, it's a part of growing up. Though I am curious about the name change situation." His boyfriend smiles sheepishly. "It's a long story."

Thank you to each and every one of you that took part. We are super impressed at the sheer talent that this fandom has to offer, and we hope that you guys had fun taking part. Thank you all for making Olivarry Week a success!

While we're sad that the event is over, we're actually really excited to announce that we will be arranging more events in the future, due to the success of this week. Expect a more detailed announcement some time next week – but we've been talking among the admins about arranging a Christmas-related event (as well as future seasonal events).

And, of course, there will be an Olivarry Week 2016! We hope that it turns out as successful as this one did.

Thank you, everyone!

Link to AO3 Version of the Fic:  http://archiveofourown.org/works/5070367/chapters/11659654

Link to Table of Contents:  http://ingeneralfangirl.tumblr.com/post/132172172507/table-of-contents

PART 1

Felicity hadn’t been looking for the videos, honest! She had only wanted to find out a bit more about Barry after she had their teams had visited each other’s cities. It was when she realized that Barry had little to no high school records (other than his test scores) available that Felicity had gotten curious and had decided to run a face-trace on photos from various high school’s. When she had gotten a match with one “Sebastian Smythe” Felicity had begun to eagerly scroll through the records.

When she looked at the extracurricular activities section, she realized with surprise that Barry had been the lacrosse team captain and -- OH MY GOD, Barry had been the Glee Club Captain for his school!? Felicity began to freak out. She quickly searched up his performances, which apparently had been filmed professionally at some really big competition thingy.

By the time that she had gotten halfway the “Dalton Academy Warblers” rendition of ‘Live While We’re Young’, Felicity couldn’t help but gape. The Barry that was on that screen was smooth and confident, dancing and singing with skill and a cocky glint in his eye.

Felicity quickly emailed the links to a few of the Warblers’ performances to Cisco and Caitlin before calling Dig and Oliver over from where they had been talking across the room. “Come over here!” She called, “You guys, have to see this!” As she began to play the video from the beginning (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HmFUaxZadI8), she watched as the video with them, she couldn’t help but but the incredulous expression quickly taking over Dig’s face as he watched, and the small smirk that Felicity had begun to associate with “I’ve got blackmail!” coming from Oliver.

~

As Barry’s day went on, he couldn’t help but notice the little glances that Cisco and Caitlin kept throwing him, almost disbelievingly. Barry began to notice how that kept sticking there heads together and whispering, glancing between their computer screens and him before closing it before he could see what they were looking at. Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore.

“What’s going on with you two today?” Barry questioned, having cornered the two scientists.

“It’s just,” Caitlin smiled at him nervously, “Felicity found the videos of a few of your old, um, performances.” Barry blinked in shock a few moments.

“Wait, seriously?” He couldn’t help but ask, nervous as to what they could possibly be thinking about him.

“Yeah, you have some really sweet moves and a pretty cool voice, man!” Cisco clapped him on the shoulder with a laugh. Barry relaxed a bit, happy that Cisco didn’t seem to be be judging him, even if they didn’t seem to know anything about what he had done when he was Sebastian.

“Thanks Cisco,” Barry smiled before realizing, “If Felicity found the videos, then . . . do you think Oliver saw them?” Barry started becoming nervous.

“Um, probably,” Caitlin answered. “Why?”

“Uh, well, I’ve got to go!” Barry started to back away and raced out of the room to grab his suit and head for Starling City.

~

Barry raced through the Verdant and into the Arrowcave, spinning into a chair and sending papers flying everywhere. “Ugh, Barry!” Felicity complained. “I haven’t gotten any paperwights yet!”

“Sorry, Felicity,” Barry replied sheepishly, scratching the back of his head, the hood of his costume down. “So, uh, what’s this I heard about you finding some of my old Warblers videos?”

“Ah, yes,” she smirked slightly. “You had quite a few smooth moves back in the day,” Felicity told him with a smile.

“Thanks,” he replied sheepishly, before Felicity interjected.

“But, you do know that it is my moral obligation to post these videos all over your Facebook account, right?” Felicity warned him.

“Oh, god.” Barry sighed. “Please don’t, I’ll never live this down!” He pled.

“It’s far too late for that,” was all she could say before Oliver came down from the club above, spotting Barry pretty quickly.

Oliver smirked, and Barry raised a hand to wave at him nervously. “I’m glad you came.” Oliver offered with a smile, Barry’s long, drawn-out sigh hiding Felicity’s giggles as she packed up her laptop to go home.

“Please don’t,” Barry begged.

“Well, we have to live while we’re young, don’t we?” Oliver sniped back.

“You’re awful,” Barry told Oliver, smiling as he got up to peck Oliver on the lips. Oliver smiled into the kiss, although he could feel Barry’s undercurrent of anxiety. “So, I guess Felicity found out about Sebastian Smythe, huh?”

“Yeah, although she didn’t say much, over than the fact that you used a different name.” Oliver told him.

“Then, I guess I should probably say this now, because this shall never come up again,” accompanied by a glare, with Oliver muttering ‘you wish’ under his breath. “But, I’m, uh, I wasn’t the nicest person when I was Sebastian. I was arrogant and mean and harsh and cruel and free to be bisexual when I was Sebastian, so it kind of went to my head, and I did many things that I’m not proud of today when I was Sebastian.” Barry admitted nervously.

“Bear,” Oliver started. “Before I was stuck on Lian Yu, I was an arrogant prick who thought everything should go his way because he had the Queen name. Am I proud of that time in my life? No, absolutely not.” Oliver pressed his face into the crook of Barry’s neck. “You’re not alone, Barry, and you are perfect the way you are now.” Barry smiled, inhaling deeply, before whispering into Oliver’s ear.

“Thanks.”

“No problem.” Oliver replied quietly. “Although, I fully expect that you dig your blazer out of perform a song or two, private show or otherwise.”

Olivarry Week- Day 7

Day 7: Warbler!Barry

Barry is reminded why you should never try to embarrass Iris West on Facebook. Ever.

[Mild spoilers for those who have not seen 2x03]

Olivarryweek 2015

Day 7: Warbler! Barry

I kinda liked the motive and I suck at drawing Oliver

Dalton Academy was boring for a student that had no interest in sports teams or the musical side of things. Everyone was rich, pompous, everything he had to deal with when not at school.

Well, everyone, but a few.

Though Oliver still didn’t know exactly why he sought them out. The Warblers were a type of cool that had never been part of Oliver’s palette, singing and dancing in all a Capella, doing group covers of popular songs, even offering caroling for the holidays and love songs for Valentines.

And sometimes -

“And as long I as can feel you holding on, I won’t fall even if you said I was wrong.”

The young freshman - Barry, Oliver had heard the name being chanted by the other Warblers before, a young Legacy who was only here on scholarship of all things - smiled sweetly on the stool set up on stage, his voice crystal clear and warming the whole café as the other’s supported him with a harmony of voices. Oliver sipped his coffee and slinked further in his seat, hiding behind his book and trying to convince himself he totally wasn’t staring. Because he wasn’t. Juniors didn’t take an interest in freshman anyway. Uncool to the extreme... among other things.

“I’m not perfect, but I keep trying, ‘cause that’s what I said I would do from the start. I’m not alive if I’m lonely so please don’t leave. Was it something I said or just my personality?”

Other things like his heart skipping a beat whenever Barry laughed and being drawn to this dinky little café just to hear him sing in that ridiculous blazer that only accentuated how long and lean his body was. Not that Oliver noticed that, because that would be bad, especially considering his bisexual side was still very firmly in the closet for good reason.

Though whether that reason wasn’t worth the gorgeous shine Barry’s eye took when he laughed and started in on the next verse... Oliver was really starting to wonder.

“Making every kind of silence; it takes a lot to realize it’s worse to finish than to start all over and never let it lie,” Barry sang sweetly and for a moment Oliver’s eyes shut, savoring the sound. “And as long I as can feel you holding on, I won’t fall even if you said I was wrong.”

The chorus started up again and yeah, Oliver was totally staring. As long as staring was all it was, he’d be fine. And daydreams, those were fine too. Not when he was with Laurel, maybe, but fine otherwise. And so far Barry had yet to slide in on his times with Laurel - thank God. The fact that Laurel herself barely slid in while watching Barry was just something he could ignore. It wasn’t a problem until it was a problem after all.

Barry smiled and for a moment his eyes found Oliver’s. He winked and continued his song and Oliver had to put down his coffee.

A problem wasn’t a problem until it was, he reminded himself, over and over again. He had Laurel, he was content enough to remain with her. Barry wasn’t in his league. He was a song, a smile, a daydream. Nothing else could ever happen.