little wonders (twists and turns of fate) - a post-bunker sex s5 AU by @alexiablackbriar13 - coming july 1st 2019
> amazing art by the absolutely incredible @smoakqueenz
Oliver and Felicity’s drunken mistake of a hook-up in the bunker comes with unexpected consequences in the form of a… souvenir. Deciding to remain romantically uninvolved, the two of them will have to battle all the trials and tribulations of maintaining a platonic relationship while Felicity is pregnant and the two of them are living together, coping with all the emotional baggage that they both bring to the table - and dealing with the fact that they are still very much in love with each other, but scarred by the events that broke them apart in the first place.
a 10 part month-by-month style fic, posting weekly from july 1st
will be complete by time of posting
> Sneak Peak from the 1st chapter:
Oliver looks up with surprise when she strides in, quickly closing the door behind her. “Felicity. Hi. Is everything okay?”
He looks impeccable in a crisp navy blue suit and red tie, sitting behind his mayoral office desk. It’s almost unfair how attractive he appears. Swallowing, Felicity decides not to beat around the bush. She’s going to pass out from her nerves if she even makes an attempt at small talk with Oliver. She passes over the files from Sam, which Oliver takes with a grateful expression, and then reaches into her purse to collect the bag of pregnancy tests.
The expression on Oliver’s face as she dumps it in front of him would be priceless if he didn’t stop breathing and turn as white as a sheet almost instantly.
A heavy, uncomfortable blanket of stunned silence settles over the room. Felicity bites her lip as she watches Oliver’s panicked eyes flit between the pregnancy tests, her flat stomach and then up to her face. She can see he has a thousand questions just from the sheer intensity of his gaze, and she knows that she’s not going to have the answers to all of them.
Oliver slowly reaches out to activate his intercom and says in a scarily calm voice, not breaking eye contact with Felicity, “Hi, Sam. Could you please cancel my 3pm meeting and reschedule it for tomorrow, please? A pressing personal matter has come up that I need to handle immediately. Thank you.” He waits for a response, thanks his assistant again, and then returns to staring at Felicity in silence.
“I’m pregnant,” she tells him, although she’s pretty certain he’s figured that out by now.
He nods. “The seven pregnancy tests did sort of hint towards that, yeah.”
There’s a question in his voice about why she did so many, so Felicity toes at the office floor, feeling slightly sheepish as she says, “Google said to do multiple, just in case of false positives.”
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