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jim or michael?

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Holy shit, not Michael. I couldn’t stand him. lol. But yes. It’s Jim. I adore Jim <3

1. Teen Wolf - Derek Hale2. Lost Girl - Dyson Thornwood3. Friends - Chandler Bing4. The Office - Jim Halpert5. Dragon Age6. Dragon Age II7. Mass Effect8. Mass Effect9. Arrow - Oliver Queen10. Haven

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dwight? felicity or oliver?

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I do love Dwight. But he’s not my favorite. And yes to Oliver, though Felicity is my close second.

1. Teen Wolf - Derek Hale2. Lost Girl - Dyson Thornwood3. Friends - Chandler Bing4. The Office5. Dragon Age6. Dragon Age II7. Mass Effect8. Mass Effect9. Arrow - Oliver Queen10. Haven

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{ sms: Felicity }: Um... 

{ sms: Felicity }: I’m assuming you didn’t mean to send these to me?

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ff+ Felicity

Send me “ff+” and a character name and my character will react to finding and reading a graphic and sex-filled fanfiction of themselves and that character.

Barry would be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about doing stuff like this with Felicity. When he’d first met her, he’d really fancied her. She was funny, smart, could kick your ass on the internet at anything ever, had the same sense of humour, made puns – she was the perfect girl. He’d had a few dreams ft. Felicity before, but then he learned of her interest in Oliver and it’d been downhill from there.

Reading this, however, brought back all those feelings, especially the in-his-pants feelings. A very rock solid tent formed in his pants within seconds of picturing what had been written.

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“Hello.” Kara smiled at the woman who looked a little lost. “Are you here to see Ms. Grant?” She questioned as she stood from her desk and collected her notebook and a pen. She quickly scanned the itinerary to see if Ms. Grant had any meetings set up for the day. Just one. With a Felicity Smoak.  Kara glanced to Mr. Grant’s office and saw her perched behind her desk as usual. She twitched her head back to the visitor and smiled once again. 

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"I guess this is goodbye.”

A MEME FROM SOMEWHERE ( ACCEPTING ).

His arms were wrapped tightly around Felicity’s body, she lay on the ground, blood spilling from her mouth. She was covered in blood, from head to toe. It had ruined her new dress and her heels had parted from her shoes. Her hair was matted with mud and blood, her lip cut and eyes bruised from the impact. Tears welled in Barry’s eyes, not wanting to accept that this was it.

He had no idea where Oliver was. He’d been there in the car, they all had. They were going to a dinner together, to celebrate the Holidays (Felicity had insisted that they call it that, due to her heritage and they’d all agreed) and now it had turned into a blood bath. Felicity was dying in his arms, the wounds too fatal to fix. Even if he got her to the hospital, she would die there.

Lifting her up a little, he pressed his lips to her bruised forehead, arms tightly wrapped around her. The last time Barry had comforted someone while they died was his mother and he had hoped that he wouldn’t have to do that again, he prayed that the would never have to watch another loved one die. But the universe could never be so kind to him.

“I love you, Felicity. You’re going to be okay.” 

She had quickly become a very close best friend to Barry and he hadn’t nearly told her enough times that he loved and appreciated her, and this was his only chance to do it before she passed. He needed to make sure she was comfortable, so he kept her sat slightly upright in his arms. He rested his head against hers, listening to her shallow breathing.

“You’re going to be okay, I promise.”

It wouldn’t be long now, her breathing was slowing and her grip was loosening on him, she was starting to go limp. Barry was trying so hard not to break down, but he wanted her to remember him as the brave one, the hero - to remember him like that when she passed on.

“You’re okay, it’s okay.”

Rocking her slowly in his arms, as if he were rocking her to sleep, he felt her go limp and the last breath pushed out of her - leaving him numb on the inside. Tears rolled down his cheeks ferociously, sobs racking his body.

He’d just lost another friend.

This would destroy Oliver.

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“What are you doing for the Holidays? I was thinking we could all get together a few days before for a like, friend holiday thing?”