#chat: felicity

[adlernauseam]

come morning light | olicity

@arrowsoverwatch

Her mind had been racing for hours, building code and erasing it, replacing it. A part of her attention remained on Oliver, the way it always did when he was in the field. There were so many things about this Earth that she hadn't been able to work out yet and it was driving her insane. She hated not having the answers.

This, though, this program that Zee had given her the idea for, could help with that. At the very least, it helped track things that currently, they had no real way of tracking. It was like nothing she'd ever put together before, but she would be damned if she missed a single thing. It felt like college, a set of energy drink cans near her, alongside her tea to keep her from going totally over the edge. Ponytail up, glasses on, and her comfiest pajamas were the name of the game when it was overnight coding like this.

It was easy to get lost in what she could do to help the world while her other half was actually out doing the saving. It helped, knowing that other members of the Justice League were helping too, but the fact that people just disappeared made her uncomfortable. She had set an alarm a little ahead of when she knew Oliver would be done (no fights making him late), but she'd turned it off and kept working, in the middle of a string that she was finally almost done with.

--

It was the grimmest patrol Oliver had been on since he'd arrived on this Earth, if he even wanted to call it that. They might have said they were patrolling, but the truth was that they were scouring the city for any sign of Damian Wayne and turning up nothing. He knew from experience that people didn't just disappear without a trace like that. Someone always left a fingerprint, physical, digital, or magical, and there was nothing. It was the kind of thing that made him want to go home and hug Felicity, but he had a duty to his friends too.

True to his word, he'd picked up her favorite breakfast burritos with the extra spicy salsa and coffee from the place they liked, even if it meant making two stops. It was worth it to make her happy, and Oliver did his best caring through actions. He needed her to know, especially on a night like this, just how important she was to him. He could see how much Bruce was hurting, and he thought he was showing remarkable restraint, all things considered. If Felicity had vanished from this Earth, Ollie would have been burning shit down trying to get her back.

He didn't want to interrupt her in the middle of a thought when he got in, so he set the bags on the counter and headed for the shower. It was almost mandatory after being out all night, and he felt downright grimy after a solid stretch of hours in Gotham's version of nightlife. He figured by the time he got out, she'd have smelled the coffee or noticed the noise and had time to wrap up whatever she was doing. He wanted to hear about the Zee project, and judging by the number of empty energy drink cans around her, he was going to hear about it at a speed that only Barry could understand.

--

Slowly, as she finished the code piece she was writing, the sounds and smells of the house started to creep in through that intense concentration. The smell of coffee hit her first and she took a deep breath before finally blinking and starting to turn away from her screen. She turned just enough to see the bag and two coffee cups and a smile slid over her face before she turned back to the screen. She saved the files to her encrypted hard drive and for once, just shut her computer down.

Now that Oliver was home after a tense night, she didn't want any reason to be distracted by anything but him. And really, he was the best kind of distraction. Her heart ached for Bruce and she hadn't blamed Oliver for going out to help however he could. She feared the worst, that there was absolutely nothing they could do about any of it. But at least he could be a friend, he could support. She loved that about him, the way he showed his care and affection. The words weren't always there, but the actions, the things he did for the people he loved and cared for? Those could move mountains.

Turning her chair completely around, she smiled softly and went to meet him. Sure, she could wait for him to come to her, but they'd been apart enough. Plus, fresh out of the shower Oliver was one of her absolute favorites, right after in the middle of a workout Oliver. For science, of course.

--

He kept the shower brief. He was still running on adrenaline and needed the wind-down, but the energy crash was going to come eventually. He wanted food and time with Felicity before that happened. It had gotten easier in the time since they'd been together to leave Arrow outside and just be Oliver when he was at home. Felicity gave him that. A home, a safe place, the room to just be a person and not a hero or a villain or a vigilante. Her person. They'd had that in the months they lived outside of the city, and it was a small measure of that peace that they were able to bring back with them.

His heart ached for Bruce, but he was trying to leave that outside for the night too. Worrying wouldn't bring Damian back any faster. He'd thrown on a pair of sweatpants and was pulling a shirt over his head when he heard her come in. All he'd wanted all night was to wrap his arms around her and keep her close, and he didn't hesitate to do it now, some of the tension he always felt when she wasn't there easing out of him. He tipped his head, brushing a soft kiss to her lips. "Hi. How was your night?"

--

The sight of him fresh out of the shower, home safe and unharmed, instantly helped her relax. She knew he could take care of himself, he'd been doing it for a long time now. But it didn't stop the worry she felt every time he was out there without someone watching his back. She was glad that when he came home, he didn't have to worry about being the Arrow. He could just be her Oliver and nothing else really mattered.

She went and wrapped her arms around him, pressing close and tipping her head back to meet that soft kiss. "Mmm, not too bad. Building a code from scratch is fun," she chuckled, tiptoeing up to kiss him again softly. "Let's eat, I know you're hungry," she murmured, that soft need to make sure he was taken care of rising.

--

In Gotham, on a strange Earth, without his team, Oliver couldn't blame her for worrying. Even he worried a little, and the more apparent it became that their teammates weren't showing up here, the more he entertained the idea of looking for new ones. It would help if he had the first idea about where to start. Bucky wasn't in need of a full time gig on Team Arrow, and he was the only person outside the League he'd met that he trusted that much.

"Smart girls are sexy," he murmured with a grin, tightening the arm around her waist and lifting her easily into his arms. She'd have been beautiful anyway, but with her brain and her heart? He'd never stood a chance. "Starving," he admitted, keeping his hold on her as he moved back into the kitchen, grabbing the takeout bag on his way to the couch. They had a table and even occasionally used it, but he was after comfort tonight. Make that this morning.

--

Every day, she missed the comfort of knowing that Dig had Oliver's back, that she was never sending him out into danger where he might not get brought home to her. It was terrifying. A part of her was tempted to prod Bucky for ideas, since he clearly didn't need or want to be with them all the time. She adored him, and Steve, but they needed someone to watch Oliver's back more often, if it was possible. But that kind of trust didn't come easy.

A happy bubble of laughter escaped her as he lifted her into his arms. She wrapped her legs around him, her arms around his shoulders, pressing kisses to his face. He always made her stomach swoop in the best way when he did this and it was her favorite use of all of those absolutely perfect muscles. She was happy to stay as close as she was wanted, even while they had their breakfast. "Then let's feed you," she murmured softly.

--

Oliver would start wars for that happy laugh out of her. There had been a lot less of it since they got here, but they were slowing finding their footing. Before they'd returned to Star City, he'd had a ring he planned to give her. Darhk had put a wrench in those plans, and obviously he hadn't had it on him when they wound up here, but the idea still lurked in the back of his mind. Maybe waiting for them to have a moment's peace was the wrong call.

He chuckled softly at all the soft kisses and almost let himself be distracted by them. He hadn't expected to do a lot of laughing on a night where the overall mood was so grim, but she had a way of making everything brighter for him. "I love you," he murmured, tucking her in close as they settled into the couch and started unloading food. "How was your night?" He knew she'd started some sort of project with Zatanna, but he hadn't had time to get all the details earlier.

--

Slowly, she was finding some of that joy in her life again, some of that peace. Oliver was the biggest part of it, and finding their way together went a long way. She loved him, so much that some days she wondered if it was unreasonable, but then he did something that just made her feel so loved and she knew that it wasn't. There were times she wondered if he wanted the rest of his life with her too, but she'd learned to be patient where Oliver and love was involved.

The sound of that laugh, however soft and barely there, lifted her spirits and she smiled happily. "I love you," she responded, soft and loving as she curled up where he tucked her. "Not too bad. Building a new program from scratch is always fun, this one just presents a unique challenge. I'm trying to build an algorithm to track what seems absolutely random. I can't tell any kind of rhyme or reason for people appearing or disappearing outside of being heroes or hero adjacent."

--

He could understand it if *she* was hesitant. Oliver knew he wasn't the easiest person to love. But there was nothing he held back from Felicity. Before they'd left Star City together, when they'd decided to give this a real try, he'd known he couldn't do it in half-measures. Even putting everything into it, he wasn't sure he deserved her, so there was no place for less than one hundred percent of himself. She had him wrapped around her little finger, and probably everyone was aware of it but her.

"That's already a pattern, at least as far as appearances." It was downright uncanny the way all the people who had been showing up were heroes or their people. They'd gathered quickly that this world didn't seem to have any of its own, but Oliver had no idea what that meant, aside from the fact that it made it seem more intentional. If it was, no one was claiming credit for it though.

"I hope you find something on the disappearances. It might make things easier." There was enough friendship and respect between him and Bruce that he never wanted to see him as defeated as he'd been tonight. He wasn't sure anything could actually help with that, aside from Damian's return, but having a reason for it was a start. People were reassured by things that made sense, even if those things were terrible.

--

Loving Oliver was so natural she had slid into it like breathing, it felt like. He made her happy and believed in her in a way she hadn't had before. There had been times he had believed she could do something before she knew that she could. He helped her grow more than anyone, with the way he had faith in her.

"There is, it just... even that doesn't make sense," she grumbled, frustrated at it. She hated when even adding more information didn't answer a single question. It was always supposed to add to the solution eventually but nothing was doing that for her here. She didn't like not having the answers. She wasn't sure she would be able to get them here.

"I'm trying. Maybe my program will give me a better idea where to look. I don't know," she sighed heavily, her head flopping onto his chest. "I just want to help them, Oliver." Her words were soft and a little defeated, but he would recognize the quiet steel in them.

[felixagrestefanlol]

HELLO!

In my country we are celebrating national holidays, they end tomorrow so I decided to make a drawing of our Bridgette in the typical costume of my country :D

[welcometothevoiddarling]

yr s3 spoliers

specifically thoughts about how Sara spoke about love when she was rejecting August and making up with Felice. Acknowledging her feelings for august importantly, but also putting other feelings she held above those. It might have been just the way the subtitles translated it, but I also loved how they used the word 'love/feelings' for august but also sara and Felice's friendship, and also simon. It just means so much to me when friendship and platonic love is treated as just as meaningful and important, perhaps even more so, than romantic. And then also sibling love. Like that final car had all types of love in it. And they had all been liberated from the forces which tried to restrain them. So at the end of the day, true love won. In all it's different glory. And also they all made a conscious choice to get in that car. They all chose to love, and be the people they became when loving each other.

[ice-artist]

"copy that, copycat."

stills + alt under the cut

[pettyprocrastination]

captain price gives me such dad energy but I know the way that man is always on the job means he has hella trauma and zero time to be at home which i suggest: price is your ex-husband who despite it all you still love, but you both are adult enough to know that it doesn’t make up for the absence he has had in your and your children’s lives nor does it excuse his shitty actions due to him bottling up his emotions but it does mean when he visits and says “you look nice” after you got a haircut and he sits down on the porch swing with you he installed back when ya’ll were newly weds brings up a tidal wave of emotions neither of you are willing to speak about 

[runefactorynonsense]

Cozytober - Day 3 - Home

[festering-bacteria]

Some shippy doodles and some older felicity drawings while I take a break from redesigns 💋

[ggukkiereads]

Please help me find this fanfic … it’s been years and I can’t stop thinking abt it

jk oc married .. work at same office different departments… jk starts coming home late and tired … oc gets suspicious… prepared dinner , jk refuses , fight … turns out Jk is staying long hours because he’s saving up money to take oc on vacation as she was from a rich family and had to change her means to be w/ him and he feels bad

🌷 Oh yes! =) it’s been asked before and actually part of my JK Established Relationship fic rec list =) This is by @mintseesaw

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[stillresolved]

continued from here! / @ptternminds

HE WORRIES HER, SOMETIMES. Not that Felicity thinks Yannick is incapable of taking care of himself ( although that was debatable back then; they all were trying to figure it out though ), but the man sitting in front of her is not the friend she remembers from their uni days.

That person was, well, maybe happier? Hopeful?

Driven.

( Back then, they both had been quite the duo, hadn’t they? The ice hockey prodigy with the physics wiz, a seemingly incompatible pair of an athlete and a nerd. What they didn’t know was that he could watch documentaries for hours on end and she could surf with relative ease. Isn’t that why they became friends in the first place? Reputations make deceptions of the bearers all the time. )

“I mean it,” she says, insistently. Her brow furrows. “You don’t…I mean I know you’ve been in journalism for a while, but you don’t have to keep doing it if you don’t want to. Nothing wrong with changing your mind. Or finding a new dream.” 

But Felicity relents- she didn’t come to dinner with him just to lecture him after all. This is supposed to be a catch-up session. She snorts, shaking her head. “I’m a pHD student, Yanni, not a celebrity– even if we did come up with a breakthrough, My supervisor would be taking most of the credit.” Her lips crease into a frown. “Unfortunately.” 

( If not for her boyfriend, she would have said something crasser. )

She leans forward, elbows sitting on the table. “I envy you sometimes, you know? Like yeah, it’s celebrity drama, but you get to be out in the world for a living; I’m stuck in a lab for days on end. And get paid shit.”

[luriddaze]

CLOSED for @mcrlinn // gabriella ortega x felicity bennett

"hi there, pretty!" gabriella greeted them smoothly, a sweet smile on her face as the other approached the board walk with her. after meeting felicity at her favorite coffee shop, she was rather surprised when they agreed to meet her for a beach date. gabriella adored this time of year, when the sun was shining brightly but it wasn't too hot to not be able to stand. felicity was cute and she had a smile that made her heart flutter, so she couldn't say she hated the idea of seeing them in a skimpy little swimsuit. she was just human, after all.

[lognorri]

[dentpx]

This is a good set up because I have the space for exactly one more AG doll and then I have to stop

[un-intruso-nel-mondo]

Quando la tua gelateria preferita ti invita a recarti da loro per riscuotere due gelati premio, che fai? Non accetti?🍦😋

Chi vuol venire?😁

[yourubersawcrit]

Holy fucking shit, the URL “medictf2-gaming” wasn't taken.

[godlyborn]

"It's Cyrus, of course he probably stole something from you. You you made a stereotypical Hermes spawn and put it into someone, it would be Cyrus," Felicity replied with a roll of her eyes. "We all have our faults, Belasco. He is good in bed though."

Diego hummed slightly at Fizz’s comment. “Cyrus, huh?” he mused. “Well, let’s just say we’ve had our moments. I’m almost certain he stole something from me once, but we’ll leave that in the past,” he quipped with a playful grin as he tried to move onto the next topic of conversation.

Fizz’s laughter also earned a boisterous response from Diego. “Alright, I promise I won’t get sappy on you any longer. That’s all you get, anyways.” he said with an amused grin, appreciating the camaraderie that he shared with Fizz.

[bibbityboppitybillyharvgrove]

Embarrassment - T.Nott

Summary - Because they stayed at Hogwarts this year, the Slytherin gang and their significant others spend time together in the common room as they exchange gifts and enjoy each other’s company. However, the two Italian speakers in the group quickly find out that they aren’t the only ones in the building.

Word Count - 920

Warnings - Italian Speaking!Reader, female reader, use of Y/N, swearing, Snape makes an appearance, Italian sentences but they all have the translation, not proofread

Author’s Note - Day Eighteen! One more week left! My Italian is very rusty so I did use Google translate for most of the sentences. I haven’t used Italian in a long time so I thought it was time to dust off and get back to using it. I hope you enjoy!

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It was officially Christmas at Hogwarts, the Scottish Highlands coated with a blanket of white snow as more fell from the clouds above. It was a picture perfect Christmas morning, the Slytherin gang all getting up and meeting in the great hall for breakfast first before they started their gift exchanges. Theo’s girlfriend, Y/N, had been the last to join them at breakfast, rubbing sleep from her eyes as she sat down beside the aforementioned boy. 

“Buongiorno amore, come hai dormito?” Theo greeted his girlfriend in Italian. (Good morning love, how did you sleep?)

“Buongiorno tesoro, bene, tu?” She yawned as she leaned into his side. (Good morning treasure/darling, good, you?)

“Enough Italian you two, we would like to understand you too you know?” Pansy teased the couple, earning a flip of a certain finger on his hand.

“Bene. Mangi(you eat) amore. Happy Christmas,” The boy whispered to his girlfriend before planting a kiss on her forehead.

“Happy Christmas, Theo.” She kissed his cheek before eating her breakfast consisting of pancakes and eggs. As the ending of breakfast came, the group made their way back to the common room where they agreed to exchange their gifts. They gave their friends gifts first before significant others, Y/N running up to her dorm to get Theo’s gift. As she came back down to the common room with a wide grin, she held out the gift for him. “Per il mio principe,”(For my prince) She smiled, pecking his lips as he grabbed it from her.

“Grazie principessa,”(Thank you princess) He thanked her before tearing the gift open. She had gifted him a watch that he had been eyeing up the last time they went to Hogsmede together. “I love it, grazie bellissima." He kissed her gently before hugging her tightly. As they pulled away from the hug, he handed her his gift.

She tore it open to reveal not only a gorgeous golden necklace with a diamond encrusted crescent moon but also a photo of them on their first date that someone had sneakily taken. “Chi ha scattato la foto? Lo adoro, Theo! Grazie, grazie, grazie!” (Who took the photo? I love it, Theo! Thank you, thank you, thank you!) She asked her boyfriend as she threw her arms around his neck to pull him into a loving embrace.

“Draco preso(took it). Sono felice che ti piaccia, amore(I’m glad you like it, love),” Theo replied before connecting their lips again. They only pulled away because their friends were fake gagging.

“I heard my name and I would like to know why,” Draco insisted.

“The picture, Dray, thank you for taking it,” Y/N assured the boy before letting go of her boyfriend to hug her friend. 

“In that case, you’re welcome, I’m glad I was able to take it without you noticing.” She giggled as she kissed both his cheeks in thanks once again. She made her way back to her boyfriend as they began to chat in Italian.

Much to their friends’ dismay, they continued to speak Italian back and forth. Their friends had given up telling them to try and speak English so they could all talk together. Pansy found it sweet that her best friend had found a guy with the same native language as her and a guy that treated her well. Blaise on the other hand was practically sick because Theo was constantly talking about his girlfriend when they weren’t together. Deep down he loved seeing his friend so happy but he would rather be mad at Theo for his constant rambling. 

The couple had switched back to English as they were readying themselves to talk with the whole group rather than just each other. They got teased by their friends for the switch but it was all in good fun. The rest of the day was spent with their friends, joking and fooling around, playing some games and exchanging embarrassing stories about each other. The Slytherin common room might have been nearly vacant but it was more lively than ever as the friends mucked about. They had only quieted down after Snape had stormed in to tell them that some of their housemates had complained about their volume.

“Cazzo in culo(cock up your ass)!” Y/N swore, causing Theo to burst out into laughter.

“Posso parlare anche italiano(I also speak Italian), Miss Y/L/N. Detention for a week once the term begins, same for you Mr. Nott. Happy Christmas,” Snape spoke before exiting the common room. 

“What did you say to piss him off?” Draco asked with a chuckle.

“Cock up your ass,” Y/N muttered.

“What was that?” Pansy asked, not hearing her friend.

“Cock up your ass. I didn’t know he spoke Italian! Sono così imbarazzato(I’m so embarrassed), Teddy!” She whined to her boyfriend.

“I know you’re embarrassed, principessa, but you should probably watch your mouth around professors. I do have to say that was the funniest thing I have ever witnessed in my life,” Theo teased her. She let out a groan as she hid her face in his warm chest, their friends laughing along with him in agreement. Y/N joining in sooner rather than later, the embarrassment going away quickly.

Although their Christmas was spent at Hogwarts away from family, the Slytherin gang had enjoyed spending it with each other. Having fun with no responsibilities for a couple weeks and having nearly the whole Slytherin common room and dorms to themselves. It was the best Christmas any of them had ever had.