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idk how long it’s been since that one titans post you reblogged but i’m still dying over your tags GET YO FUCKING DOG I CANTSHSHDJDN
IJDNVJFNVDUFV i cant believe u remember that im big uwu, i just loved how dick was like ‘FERAL. FEAR. FUCKING KILLAS OUT HERE’ and what kory saw was like this:
mini prompt: some smoak-queen family fluff consisting of felicity and will making a pillow fort in the living room while oliver is at city hall and him coming home to find it and then join them in after a long day of work
Oliver trudged up the stairs to his and Felicity’s apartment. Every muscle in him seemed to ache. Long days did that to him. It made him feel like he was thirty-two going on sixty-three. The grey hairs sprouting at his temples agreed. He sucked in a deep breath and pushed the door open. When he stepped inside, he paused at the sight before him. Pillows and blankets stacked high. Furniture was moved about, so the blankets had a place to be draped and pinned.
He closed the door a little loudly in hopes to get a response.
Felicity and William popped out from under a blanket, still mostly hidden by a large stack of pillows. He didn’t even know they owned this many pillows.
“Hi dad,” William grinned.
“What is going on?” he asked, his own smile pulling at the corners of his lips.
It was hard not to smile when two of the people he cared about the most were looking like the world’s biggest goofballs.
“Felicity wanted to build a pillow fort,” his son explained, “So we bought out the Bed, Bath, and Beyond.”
Oliver’s eyebrows went up.
“That is a little bit of an exaggeration and if you really must know, this is a physics lesson…” she could barely keep a straight face.
He crossed his arms.
“A physics lesson,” William nodded, “And we’re also knights protecting the castle from evil doers.”
Oliver chuckled. He stepped closer and found what appeared to be the entrance.
“Wait,” Felicity exclaimed, “What’s the password?”
He looked at her very serious expression and thought hard. If she came up with the password then he was pretty sure he could figure it out.
“Bali,” he said.
“You can come in,” she waved him forward before ducking down beneath the blankets again.
William joined her.
He shook his head as he crawled into the blanket fort. The stress of the day melted away. He was enveloped by his childhood, tall blankets and pillows, knighthood, and laughter. The years that weighed heavily on him dissipated and he smiled brightly.
His wife met him for a kiss, but quickly pulled back to hand him a toy sword.
“Welcome fair knight,” she said, “May your bravery keep you safe in these harrowing times.”
William giggled.
“Sir William,” she gasped, “This is not a time for laughter!”
He straightened up, “Of course not, Lady Felicity.”
“What are we protecting the castle from?” Oliver asked.
They both looked at each other and huddled quickly.
“There may be a dark knight in our midst,” Felicity pointed her sword at him, “Have I trusted thou too easily?”
He narrowed his eyes and held his own toy sword, “Maybe you have.”
It was an unfair fight. Two well trained knights against one. He never stood a chance. The battle was great, but the defeat was greater. He found himself face first on the floor with half the pillows on top of him and a sword faux stabbing him in the side. Felicity and William were collapsed in a fit of giggles. He couldn’t have been happier.
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hello is the pouring the milk first a brown people thing cos um i do it too 🙈
YES! IT’S A BROWN PEOPLE THING! So leave us alone!
holy shit this is so late i’m so sorry @muslimsmoak but u tagged me and i never answered, so here it is
nickname: isi
star sign: capricorn
mbti type: istp
height: 1.64 m
birthdate: january 4th
favorite bands: imagine dragons, bon jovi, banners, and more
song stuck in my head: quiet by milck
last show I watched: the punisher
other blogs: do my urls count bc i have a lot saved plus my old ones like sunshinesmoak
when did I create this blog: umm december 2012 i think?
what I post about: (NOTHING LATELY BC I’VE BEN AWAY) mainly arrow but whatever tv/movie i like or i’m watching
following: 227 (i need to expand my horizons tho)
followers: 4,681 (what were all those ppl thinkin idk)
favorite color(s): green, blue
average hours of sleep: usually 3-5, now that i’m done with everything 6-8
lucky number: no idea.
instruments: i used to rock the xylophone when i was a kid, does that count
how many blankets I sleep with: one
dream job: i have no idea
dream trip: DISNEY DISNEY DISNEY AND THE WIZARDING WORLD OF HARRY POTTER. norway. everywhere really, i’d love to meet up with ppl on tumblr too
favorite food: french frieeeesssss
nationality: chile
tagging nobody bc i dont think anyone cares? and monisha tagged me ages ago and i was away
hi, first of all, love this blog. Can we get a oliver in a tuxedo appreciation post please? I think he wore them in 2x08, 3x17, 4x07, and 4x16(maybe 17, idk what ep the fake wedding was in) thank you for all the work that you guys do.
here you go! - germery
"that looked easier on tv" please and thank you 😊😊
"That looked easier on tv."
“…hon, what exactly is that?”
“It is supposed to be crème brûlée. All golden and crunchy on top, like we had on our first whole date at that little restaurant by the beach. But somehow it’s turned into yellow soup.”
“…”
“Are you about to laugh or cry?”
“Is crying of laughter an option?”
“Oliver! I was trying to be sweet and anniversar-y.”
“I’m sorry, you are, this is very sweet… exactly how much sugar did you put into it?”
“Oh you so don’t deserve the new set of lingerie I’m rocking under all this.”
“Hey, come on, I’m sorry. You know I love you, crappy food and all. I’m just amazed at how you managed to make it watered and burnt at the same time.”
“It’s a gift passed down by generations of Smoak women.”
“And I love you all the more for it. Now, how about we order some pizza and open that bottle of wine you’ve been eyeing all week.”
“And that’s why I love you. Oh! And what about dessert?”
“It’s already wrapped in what promises to be delicious blue lace.”
“...we’re so skipping pizza right now.”
thank you for the prompt! I hope you liked it :)[more in ao3 and tumblr]
put one of these in my askbox for an all-dialogue ficlet
muslimsmoak replied to your post: So I was thinking about Oliver birthday cake and...
WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT, KAYLA??!!!!!!!
LOOK OLIVER QUEEN’S FOUR YEAR OLD DAUGHTER IS GONNA TAKE GYMNASTICS AND PARKOUR ALL OVER THE MATS AND WALLS. AND THE TEACHER IS GONNA POLITELY ASK THE QUEEN’S TO GET HER INTO A MORE ADVANCED CLASS.
And Felicity’s gonna look at Oliver, who’s trying his best to hold back a laugh. “I blame you and Roy for this.”
“Hey I told her no more flipping off the walls.”
“And look how well that turned out.”
My dash did a thing.
