#team arrow fic

[bokayjunkie]

FIC: the one who lights (our) way

Summary: “So what was it like?”

It was the first time in what felt like a long time, even though it was only a couple of days, that they could sit and just breath. After spending the past few days fighting, teaming up with others, and dealing with aliens, it was nice to be back in their bunker, in their reality, and not worry they’re going to get abducted. 

Spoilers for the Arrow 100th episode and for the Legends of SuperFlarrow crossover episodes.

A/N: I’ve read a lot of meta’s and reviews of the Arrow 100th episode and this scene just conjured up in my head. I wanted to get this written and posted before Legends aired so it can live as speculation before it can be disputed by canon (though who knows, they probably wouldn’t dwell on how the aftermath of that episode affected Team Arrow since it is about the Legends crew) So as you can imagine, there might be a couple of grammatical errors and mistakes. 

Anyways, enjoy some OTA goodness with a sprinkle of Olicity.

“So what was it like?” Felicity asked, looking at the two men in front of her who are currently nursing their bruises.

They were all in the med bay, Oliver sitting on one of the stools and Diggle standing behind him, finishing up the bandage on one of his cuts.

It was the first time in what felt like a long time, even though it was only a couple of days, that they could sit and just breath. After spending the past few days fighting, teaming up with others, and dealing with aliens, it was nice to be back in their bunker, in their reality, and not worry they’re going to get abducted.

“I mean, you guys were in space.” She continued, her eyes starting to widen and her voice starting to get high. “And not just that, you were in an actual spaceship! You even flew one of their space pods. Space pods!”

Oliver and Diggle couldn’t help but chuckle at her excited look.

“We didn’t exactly have the luxury of exploring the place, Felicity.” Diggle mumbled, though an amused smile was on his face.

“But still…You were in space!” she practically squealed, her hand grabbing a hold of Oliver’s bicep and squeezing it in her excitement.

Oliver let out a laugh at her elation, not even flinching at the death grip.

“I’ve always wanted to be an astronaut.” Felicity said, wistfully, a soft smile on her face. Her free hand on her chest, while the other still held its grip on Oliver. “I begged my mom to go to space camp but we couldn’t afford it. Then I got glasses and any dreams I had of going to space went down the drain.”

“It’s not really something we would recommend.” Diggle said dryly. “Being mind controlled and running from deadly aliens isn’t exactly the best experience.”

“Damn aliens ruining my fantasy of space.” She said with a slight pout.

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[aubvi]

Bring Your Digglet To Work Day

Coming out of my busy real life bubble to say Here, have some pure OTA+Baby fluff!

Inspired by this picture and some peer pressure from mrsd923​ (and okay, really my ridiculous love for BabySara/all things Diggle family)

“Diggle, what is she doing here? I don’t know what you did with her while we were gone, but I can’t have her here.” Oliver has his arms crossed, seemingly irritated, but Felicity’s pretty sure he’s also trying to keep from reaching for their precious Goddaughter. 

She has no such restraint. Walking over to quickly pluck the little girl from her father’s arms, she snuggles her close and steals a whiff of that delicious baby smell.

Her voice is higher than normal, her facial expressions immediately exaggerating as she speaks to “Well hello there baby girl! Is it take your daughter to work day and nobody told me?” She winks at Digg over Sara’s head and makes her way to the empty corner of their new workspace, “Good thing I was already prepared for this.”

The men exchange glances behind her back and it’s John who steps forward, “Uh, Felicity. What do you mean you’re prepared? I was just going to strap her on. I have the backpack in the diaper bag...”

But Felicity is already flipping over the mats placed in the far corner, revealing bright blue, green, yellow, and red padding, the color jarring against all the black and steel. “I had these installed and maybe bought a few toys for her. It’s no big deal." She opens a hidden door and pulls out bins with animal faces on them as she continues, "These situations are bound to come up, and we should be ready for them.”

"Okay, but this still isn't the safest place for-" he trails off as she pushes a button on the wall panel and another portion of the wall pops out a bit. This time it's a clear guardrail that runs along the edge of the mat and hooks into the other wall, blocking Sara into a 6x6 corner.

As Digg shakes his head, out of arguments, Oliver steps around the desk he'd been leaning on, his arm outstretched and gesturing to the cases. "But there are still all kind of weapons around here, Felicity. It's just not practical."

"I'm not saying she should come here every day, but why do you think I got all new cases with doors that can be locked up tight? Surely you didn't think it was just to protect your arrows?"

Oliver sighs, knowing better than to fight her on this. “Fine, she can stay. But let’s not make a habit of this, okay?”

Felicity just smirks and pops up to place a kiss on his cheek before turning back to climb over the wall and onto the mats with their little visitor.

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Two weeks later Sara gets to play in her corner again and Oliver is the only one there with her when Felicity walks in. Both girls grin at him as he mutters, “Well, we already had the space for her…”

Going ahead and tagging my whole list because I think everyone could use some BabyDiggle ;)

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[whoseeswhatsyetunseen]

OMG! Just remembered I wrote another Caroling Team Arrow fic! It's almost finished and edited and I forgot!

Guess I know what I'm doing Sunday!

[whoseeswhatsyetunseen]

SAMPLE:

“1) Here we come a arrowing among the streets so mean, Here we come a whoop-assing too quick to be seen!

Leathers green, leathers red, Hoods and masks the bad guys dread, And may sexy and brooding heroes bri-ing us a ha-appy new year, May those hooded hotties bring us all good cheer!

2) We are the daily citizens who used to fear and wail, But now with these skilled badasses, criminals fill the jails,

Leathers green, leathers red, Hoods and masks the bad guys dread, And may sexy and brooding heroes bri-ing us a ha-appy new year, May those hooded hotties bring us all good cheer!

3) God bless the masked souls of this town, likewise the coppers, too; And all the good, kind people who make Starling City cool!

Leathers green, leathers red, Hoods and masks the bad guys dread, And may sexy and brooding heroes bri-ing us a ha-appy new year, May those hooded hotties bring us all good cheer. Hooded hotties bring us all good cheer!

Leathers green, leathers red, Hoods and masks the bad guys dread, And may sexy Oliver and Roy and Digg bri-ing us a ha-appy new year, May those hooded—and Digg—hotties bring us all good cheer. Hooded hotties bring us all good cheer!”

——> an original by whoseeswhatsyetunseen

Read the whole chapter HERE!

[whoseeswhatsyetunseen]

Rating: General Audiences Additional Tags: Holidays, Christmas Caroling, Fluff, Humor, Teasing, Singing, Christmas Music, Holiday Music, olicity

Excerpt:

The door opened and slammed and high heels tip-tapped merrily down the stairs.

"LISLISLIS! Wwash this!" And Roy carefully aimed and let an arrow fly...right into the cubbies where they all kept spare clothes.

"Roy Harper!" Felicity scolded. "Are you playing with sharps things while DRUNK?!"

He hiccuped as a response [...]

She marched to her computer and tapped a few keys and suddenly, "Grandma got run over by a reindeer..." filled the basement.

"Oh hell yes! Lissy!" Roy dropped his bow and ran to hug her. "I yuuuuuuv this song, dude! -ette, dudette!"

She tried to frown but Roy's drunk grin was contagious and soon he was gripping her hands and twirling them around the basement, singing as only a drunk man can [...]

Felicity and Oliver stood front to front, staring at each other, and then the next song (from Felicity's favorite holiday film 'Love Actually',) began...and Oliver silently began to mouth the words as he gazed deeply, intensely into her eyes...

"I don't want a lot for Christmas, There's just one thing I need..."

[sufferhopegraceslessheart]

“I left you alone for 15 minutes, Roy. 15 FUCKING MINUTES and now she’s gone. You were supposed to protect her. Where were you?”

“Oliver, they knocked me out. I’m pretty sure they broke my ribs,” Roy replied.

“I don’t care, when it comes to Felicity, you get up and fight no matter how badly your hurt, because she needs us, Roy. We’re all she’s got.” Oliver screamed.

Diggle grabbed Oliver and pushed him back out of Roy’s face. “There still time to find her if we focus,”

“Diggle, you know as well as I do that the Clock King hates Felicity. He took and he’s gonna hurt my girl. That’s not happening on my watch or yours, unlike Roy here I’m not just gonna stand by and wait,”

“Hey, I might not feel the same way that you do but that girl is like a sister to me so don’t act like you’re the only one in this room that cares about her, okay?” Roy shot back.

Oliver advanced on Roy again but Diggle held him back. “Stop, Oliver, we need to find Felicity.”

Her computers came to life and Felicity’s bloody face filled the screen. The Clock King’s voice filled the lair.

“Arrow, I just want you to know, I’m keeping dear Ms. Smoak here until three point five million dollars makes it’s way to my bank account.” He pulled Felicity back by her ponytail and she bucked, trying to gain purchase to fight to fight back, her blue eyes burning as she struggled in the chair. Oliver let out a growl and clinched his fists against her chair as he watched her on the screen. “Her former boss, Oliver Queen should help you in that regard. I think she’s worth a little extra expenditure on his behalf. The video cut out without any sort of preamble and Oliver tossed the chair by the med table across the room and then grabbed his bow and headed out the lair.

“Oliver, where are you going?” Diggle asked.

“I recognized where he’s keeping her. She’s at the Clock Tower.” Roy moved to get up but Oliver unceremoniously knocked him back down. “You and your broken bones can stay here.”

~

Oliver could see the Clock King standing over Felicity through the scope of Diggle’s rifle.

“Don’t you think you were a little hard on Roy?” he asked as Oliver began packing his things to raid the Clock Tower.

“It’s Felicity,” Oliver replied simply, “We trained him to die for her and he didn’t.”

Oliver patted Diggle on the back and went to storm the Clock Tower. He heard Diggle’s first shot and burst in. There were two goons on the floor already from Diggle’s first shots and Oliver took out the other three. The Clock King fired a couple of times, but Oliver let another arrow fly and he went down behind Felicity’s body. Oliver gently untied her as she took in the groans of the people around her. He gently cradled her face before lifting her up in his arms to carry her out of the Clock Tower as she nestled her face in his neck.

“How’s Roy,” she gritted out in a trauma worn voice.

“Don’t worry about Roy,” Oliver bit out softly.

“He tried, Oliver,” Felicity whispered.

“He failed, Felicity, please, just be with me, I need to know you’re safe, okay?” Felicity laid on Oliver and they walked to the van. He held her the entire ride home. 

[hanayas]

Home is wherever I'm with you (Fic Challenge 2)

Team: Queen Smoak (Olicity Hiatus Project)

Word Count: 563

Prompt: "Coming home to someone is many things. It is a literal action, an abstract idea, a physical feeling. It is more than the sound of the key turning in the door and the voice that calls from the porch. It is a choice, a promise, a declaration. It is a return, not as a person to a place, but as oneself to another. It is one individual saying to another: ‘You are the one I choose’." - Unknown

Author's Note: This ended up being kind of a mix between Olicity and Team Arrow. I hope that's still okay. :)

                  Home. For the five years that he was away, Oliver had dreamt of going home. At the beginning he’d just wanted to get back to his bed, to his house, to his life. However, as time went on, home became less of a place and more of an idea. Home was somewhere far away from where he was. Home started to feel like a place where he wouldn’t belong.

                When he finally made it back to Starling, it didn’t take him long to realize that he hadn’t really come home. While his room may have been unchanged, he was not. He was no longer the boy who’d grown up there, the man who’d refused to grow up there. He was someone different, and the Queen mansion was no longer his home.

                Home was supposed to be comfort, to be safe. Oliver hadn’t felt either of those things in a long time, and as the weeks passed, he continued to feel lost; he continued to miss “home”. He wondered if he would ever find it again.

                “Come home.”

                In the factory that had once been his father’s, Oliver started to create a new home. Although not an environment that most would consider to be home-like, the Foundry was a place that Oliver could be himself. A place he could let down his mask and just be.

                At first it was just a hideout, a place to get away. Then Diggle came along, and Felicity, and it became as much a place to gather, as it was a place to be alone.

                “I need you here.”

                His time away had taught Oliver to rely on himself, to rely on his own instincts, his own abilities. For five years, he could trust no one but himself. Returning to Starling, he had kept everyone at arm’s length, and intended to keep it that way. However, as he began to create a new home, as he began to involve others in his mission, he started to learn to trust again.

                Being away taught him that he didn’t need anyone, but coming home had reminded him that he did. He didn’t have to be alone, but more important than that, he didn’t want to be alone.  When Diggle needed to go to Russia, Oliver went with him. He wanted to be there for him, to fight at his side. When Felicity was in Central City, he began to feel like a part of him was missing. He hadn’t realized how much he relied on her, how much he needed her, until she wasn’t there. They were his partners, his family.

                Together, they could face anything. Against all odds, they had defeated Slade. A lot had been lost along the way: Oliver’s mother, Queen Consolidated, even the Foundry, a place that Oliver had started to call home. Still, Oliver was able to feel at peace.

                “Let’s go home.”

                Oliver had never been happier to hear those three words, than he was on the beach that day. For in that moment, he realized that he had found it. He had found his home. It wasn’t Lian Yu, and it wasn’t Starling City. Home wasn’t a building and it wasn’t a place; it was a feeling.

                Home was his team, his partners, his family. Home was being with his brother in arms and the woman he loved. And Oliver was already there.