#blondecyberterrorist

[the-queenfamily-blog]

A little TLC

"It will. Now turn." Oliver turned the computer chair so Felicity was facing him. He swept her hair over the opposite shoulder to keep it out of the way while he patched her up. Turning his attention to the tray he'd brought over he grabbed supplies to clean out the abrasion. "It's not bad. Butterfly bandage should hold it so no stitches. You're lucky, it definitely could have been worse. I'm sorry Felicity I didn't even realize you were behind me." How he didn't hear her behind him was a mystery until he looked at her naked feet, no familiar clicking. Which is how he landed sacking her with one of the sticks... "You're sure your head is okay?"

[the-queenfamily-blog]

Hoping for the best

Kali looked around the small room they were in. She had been allowed to walk into the small room but the bad man had pushed her mom in. She didn't know why he did but Kali saw that her mom hit her head on the floor when she fell. "Daddy will help us, right momma?" The six year old crawled over to her mother so she was close by.

[the-queenfamily-blog]

Continued from here with @blondecyberterrorist

His lips stretched into a smile as he found a moment alone with his wife. Oliver loved his daughter more than anything but stolen moments like this were beginning to feed the fire rather than extinguish it. They needed a night alone. One where they were just Oliver and Felicity and not Momma and Daddy. His hands rested on his wife’s shoulders as a little body knocked into her legs.

“Definitely.” He pecked his lips against her forehead before swooping down to pick up their little monster. “Thea asked if she could take her for a night. What do you think about that? Maybe we can cash in that Raincheck sooner than later.” A telltale smirk crossed his features before handing Kali over to Felicity. “I’ll pack her an overnight bag.”

[chaosdwelling-archive]

@blondecyberterrorist | contd.

Sara eyed Felicity warily as she loosened her grip, not wanting to hurt her, just wanting to prevent her from leaving. The mention of Felicity telling Oliver about what had happened to her had made her spring into action, ignoring the obvious pain that came with movement. She’d been taken by surprise and attacked, presumably by someone from the League of Assassins, or one of the enemies that she’d made over the years. 

“Wait.. don’t tell Oliver just yet. I’m.. I have some things that I have to figure out, but just — don’t. Please, Felicity. Can we just keep this between us for now?”

[xhidingintheshadowsxarchive-blog]

blondecyberterrorist

“This is all very interesting... still not sure how it pertains to me.”

[vpyourarsenal-blog]

blondecyberterrorist started following you

Roy sat down in one of the lair’s sparsely scattered chairs with a sigh. He could barely move with how little sleep he’d been getting lately. “Felicity. Can I...ask you for a favor? And not to tell Oliver....”

[minshaytan]

@blondecyberterrorist

“Ms Smoak, I wonder if I might make a request of you.”