Olicity Frenzy

Hi Ridhi @crazycrystal10 , I’m Sue, I had a great time writing this fic for you, enjoy! You asked for fluff, and here it is! By @skcolicity

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Takes place in rebooted!universe, where Oliver lived, William never left, and they all stayed in Star City.

The Smoak-Queen family apartment sat silent and still, the darkness punctuated only by a string of colored holiday lights lining the ceilings and bright white snowflake lights on the picture window. At one end of the window, the light from the snowflakes illuminated a small table with a menorah, two unlit candles on the right and one in the center. At the opposite end of the window, a 10-foot-tall Douglas Fir bedecked with ornaments stood silhouetted against the glittering lights of Star City. The edge of the dim light just barely exposed the living room couch, a rumpled baby blue blanket over one of the arms and throw pillows scattered all over the cushions. In place of a rug, a large foam mat in the form of colorful interlocking puzzle pieces covered the floor, and several plushies, including one gray kangaroo plushie, lay strewn on the ground. The rest of the apartment remained in the shadows.

The stillness was swiftly shattered when a disembodied voice announced the Smoak-Queen family as the front door opened to a cacophony of steps and groans and the wailing of one baby.

Felicity let out a deep sigh. “Home,” she grunted, kicking her heels off her feet as she carried Mia toward the couch. She lay her daughter down before shedding her coat, her beanie, her purse, and her gloves onto the floor, and then settled into one corner of the couch with her daughter on her lap

For @allimariexf

For: Mirka @kuningatarmirka by @jennonthewire

Love In An Elevator

Another way Oliver and Felicity could have met, involving elevators and mistaken identity. 

“Hi. I’m glad you could finally make it.” 

One year earlier…

Felicity Smoak is having the kind of day that makes a person wish they’d never gotten out of bed. Overqualified for the grunt work she slogs through in IT at Merlyn Global, answering to a boss who’s so incompetent she can’t fathom how he even graduated college, and being the only woman in her entire department leaves her feeling less than stellar most days. But today is particularly awful, so much so that she grabbed her purse and walked out of her cubicle with no plans to return — which is how she now finds herself alone in the elevator at three twenty in the afternoon, several hours before she would normally clock out. 

Leaning back against the cool metal of the elevator wall, she closes her eyes and tries to breathe deeply. Usually when she pictures abruptly quitting her job, it’s on the heels of telling off her boss and maybe programming his ringtone to elephant farts. She might still do that, actually.

Lost in thought, she doesn’t notice the elevator has stopped until a man steps in. He’s tall with broad shoulders snuggled into an impeccably fitted suit. She’s trying not to stare but it just can’t be helped. He flashes a polite smile then turns to face the door, and it’s a moment before she can tear her gaze away. He’s unfairly handsome. It’s stupid, really. No one should be that good-looking, and yet here he is. 

“I love you.” 

For @laxit21 (Sara), 

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This is one of those rare moments when Felicity is actually glad that she is running late as she stares at the terrifying crash in front of her.  As much as she might think otherwise, Felicity loves her routines and she likes sticking to them. Her mornings are set out so that at 7:45 am exactly, she is crossing the street in front of Queen Consolidated.  This morning, however, she had decided to wear her new heels to work, and about 10 minutes into her commute, Felicity knew it was one of her worst ideas. She was slightly limping and two minutes behind schedule by the time she made it to her designated intersection. She had barely stepped out into the crosswalk when a pair of arms circled around her and pulled her back onto the sidewalk.

Screeeech! Smasshhh! 

Felicity’s shouts of protest froze in her throat. She couldn’t tear her eyes away from the smashed metals and broken bodies in front of her as she clung to the arms around her. If she was on time, she would have been one of those broken bodies on the ground!

“Are you all right?  Felicity! Are you all right?” 

I hope you enjoy this story. It takes place in 2008, during the holidays. It’s an AU, mostly fluff with a side of feelings. 

For clarification: Oliver is 23, and Felicity 20. 

Thanks for reading!

By @lucyyh

                              The words that I could never say

                                   (Gonna come out anyway)

December 20, 2008.

He trips over the words for the thousandth time in the last fifteen minutes or so, and with a groan of frustration, Oliver closes the book and hits the kitchen counter with it. 

The loud bang, amplified by the silent loft, makes him jump a little, and he stays still, his eyes fixed on the stairs leading to the second floor, listening intently for any sound that could alert him that Felicity woke up with the noise and is coming down the stairs. 

He knows it is practically impossible, but Oliver’s nervousness has been steadily growing every passing hour since this morning. 

He doesn’t know how he will survive tomorrow. 

For @swiftletinthecloud 

Hello! We have never met or spoken before, but I am so happy to have you as my giftee because now we have! I was so happy about your response to my anon ask about what kinds of fic you like, because so many of your interests are also mine. It was actually a problem because I had too many interesting ideas for fic that were inspired by your suggestions. Now I just have more fic to write, I guess. 

Anyway, I decided to write this idea for you because it was the SHORTEST of all the ideas I had. You can see how well that turned out. What is below is 2 out of 3 total chapters. The last chapter still needs editing, so your gift will be fully complete when I post this to AO3. Until then, please enjoy these first two chapters of season 1 alternate canon!

Much love, @allimariexf

Title: Convergence

Warnings: No warnings apply

Relationship: Oliver Queen/Felicity Smoak

Tags: Arrow season 1, alternate canon AU, episode tag 1x21 (The Undertaking)

Chapter 1

Oliver Queen moved like a panther through the underground casino, a sleek and beautiful predator at home among the understated opulence. His eyes strayed around the room, a careless smirk masking his close assessment of the security.

Two pit bosses, a floorman, and six armed guards, two of which flanked a hallway that must lead to Dominic Alonzo’s office. If he was going to get in there, he needed to come up with a distraction.

His mind went back to the document he’d found saved on his computer. Like all the previous messages he’d gotten over the past seven months, it took the form of a simple text file, saved prominently on the desktop of his computer in the foundry.

For @laxit21 (Sara), 

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This is one of those rare moments when Felicity is actually glad that she is running late as she stares at the terrifying crash in front of her.  As much as she might think otherwise, Felicity loves her routines and she likes sticking to them. Her mornings are set out so that at 7:45 am exactly, she is crossing the street in front of Queen Consolidated.  This morning, however, she had decided to wear her new heels to work, and about 10 minutes into her commute, Felicity knew it was one of her worst ideas. She was slightly limping and two minutes behind schedule by the time she made it to her designated intersection. She had barely stepped out into the crosswalk when a pair of arms circled around her and pulled her back onto the sidewalk.

Screeeech! Smasshhh! 

Felicity’s shouts of protest froze in her throat. She couldn’t tear her eyes away from the smashed metals and broken bodies in front of her as she clung to the arms around her. If she was on time, she would have been one of those broken bodies on the ground!

“Are you all right?  Felicity! Are you all right?” 

Epub     |     Mobi

For @jennonthewire

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!

Hi Jazzy @jemmaacarters, it me… your secret santa or last giftee exchange….  hope you like it. 

This arrow ride has come to an end, this show brought me so many good things, some how i kind also found myself through it. this pair still makes me giddy and happy… as much as life gives that to you!!! and maybe this fadom life keeps a lot of people around so we really don’t have to say goodbye.

I wanted to give a little piece with some of my favorite quotes.

by last one…

Don’t fight to die, fight to live… (if i was brave enough i would tattoo this one)

Hi Deb @fallingmeleth! I hope you will like this songlist/gifset of Olicity and it helps a little bit with getting through saying goodbye to them (although I know they will forever stay with us). I don’t think I’ll ever have another OTP like them; two people who are true partners in every way, who love, support and cherish each other and bring the best out of each other. They get to spend forever together, and we’ll also always have our own headcanons, AUs about them and this amazing fandom to remember together. <3

Wish you all the best!

Eva ( @feilcityqueen )

It was red – an Olicity playlist

Listen on Spotify

Isi ( @bifelicitys​ ) i had pleasure making graphics for you, i hope you like it, if not i will try better next time ;) Maybe this is the end of Arrow-tv show, but fandom, friends, artists, people will still exists, and i hope that we all will carry a shining torch with our amazing OTP. So i hope this is not real END for us all. And for now - Have a beautiful Day :*

Hello Sophie / @the-darkesthours ! This is sad that our show is coming to an end and we won’t have any new canon for our lovely two. But where canon can end, fandom can take up the helm. I hope you like this! By @oliversmoakqueen

Work had been nothing short of hectic. Felicity had been working on launching new tech, and she really wanted to get the bulk of the project done before the end of the week. Though the more she thought about helping her son finish up packing, and taking him to school across the country, the more she wished she could use the Legends timeship and get away from it all. 

She could go back to when William and Mia were young. God how had five years passed so quickly? How could they have one kid ready for college and the other about to start kindergarten? When had they both grown up so much?

She shook her head as pushed open the front door. Before she finished stepping out of her heels, she heard her daughter yelling from the floor above. 

“You’re dumb and I hate you!” Mia’s voice came through clear, just before a door slammed.

Here’s my gift for @icannotbelieveiamhere (Liz) I’m nervous because I’ve never written anything season 2 before but I tried so I hope you like it Liz @captainsammyangel

                                 Some Clarity By CaptainSammyAngel

“I’m going home, night Oliver.” Felicity said goodnight, shortly. She sprinted up the stairs, opened the door and left. Oliver winced at the slam of the door “Night.” He called out into the empty foundry. He paced rapidly, berating himself for hurting her, for being so stupid. Because his tryst with Isabel, things between Felicity and Oliver have been rocky “Oof, that was rough.” A voice Oliver never thought he’d hear again. Oliver whirled around to see his best friend “Tommy?” He whispered disbelieving what he’s seeing. Tommy smirked widely at his friend “Hey, Ollie.” He greeted brightly.  Oliver shook his head “Your dead, you’re not really here.” He muttered knowingly, distrusting what his eyes were seeing. Tommy chuckled lightly “But I am. I think it has something to do with that pretty blonde.” He told him knowingly. Oliver glared at him “No! maybe… yes.” He admitted begrudgingly as Tommy’s ‘Don’t lie to Me’ look didn’t let up. Tommy nodded quickly “Now that we cleared that up. What did you do wrong?” He inquired knowingly. Oliver looked offended “Why do you think I did something wrong?” He questioned hurt. Tommy crossed his arms “If it was, then I’d be haunting her.” He replied certainly. “So what did you do?” He questioned again. Olive exhaled deeply “I slept with someone and she was coming to see me and she caught us in the walk of shame.” He admitted sheepishly, looking embarrassed. Tommy smacked his forehead “You’ve done stupid things over the years, Ollie but this takes the cake.” He declared certainly. Oliver looked down “Trust me, I know.” He agreed ashamed. Tommy glanced around “Let’s go upstairs and have a drink because I’ve a feeling I will need it.” He suggested solemnly. 

For @magda1102, I hope that you love this. This is pretty angsty (which in my opinion is awesome, fight me people who don’t like angst). I hope that this helps fill the whole in your heart that Olicity has left in its wake. By @pr0fessi0nal-fangurl

Felicity watched Oliver walk out of the door and collapsed while sobbing onto the floor, it was as if she were dying. She saw the life she and Oliver were supposed to have flash before her eyes and she couldn’t help but sob even harder. They were never going to be able to have more kids, grow old together, or even get to experience those little moments that you do when you share your whole life with someone.

She didn’t know how long she sat there crying but it was long enough that her eyes ran dry and her eyes were burning. What brought her back to reality was the sounds of her daughter’s cries from her nursery. Felicity drew in a shaky breath as she stood up on legs that felt like Jell-o and slowly made her way into Mia’s room.

She walked into the room to see a red-faced Mia standing in her crib with big fat tears running down her face and Felicity’s heart broke even more. She hated seeing her daughter in pain, no matter what kind of pain it was. She walked over to the crib and picked the five-month-old up cradling her to her chest. Mia squirmed in her arms and Felicity knew that meant that she wanted Oliver. Felicity let out another sob, though no more tears fell down her face. Mia was always a daddy’s girl from the moment she was born, she would always instantly calm down the moment she was in Oliver’s arms. Mia would never get to feel that again. She would never get to experience that feeling of being completely and utterly safe while being in her daddy’s arms.

For @v4l13. I thought you might enjoy a workplace friends-to-lovers AU, with some mutual pining thrown in. 

From: @laxit21

Tags: AU, friends to lovers,

Oliver listened intently and nodded along as his coworker Felicity Smoak explained the new updates to the computer systems to him. He didn’t understand half of what she said, but pretended like he did. It was a computer, how difficult could using it be? All he did was data entry anyway, so as long as Excel still worked, it didn’t matter what knew programs and security measures they’d added.

He didn’t tell Felicity this, of course, because if he told her that he didn’t need to know this stuff, she’d leave to go talk to the other employees. He didn’t want her to leave his cubicle just yet. So, he listened intently as she babbled about the new programs and what they could do. He’d take any excuse to spend more time around Felicity. She was nice, and so incredibly smart, but she never made him feel stupid. She was also very, very pretty and he sometimes had a hard time focusing on what she was saying when they talked. She was amazing, and there was no way she’d ever have feelings for someone like him.

Oliver was so preoccupied thinking about how little of a shot he had with Felicity that he almost missed her wrapping up her speech. “That’s the spiel I’m giving for now, while everyone adjusts. If you need to know more about the functionality, send an email down to IT and we’ll get someone working on it.” She said. “Any questions?”