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Self-promotion here... i have a Clintasha adopts toddler!Maximoff twins story! Its only one chapter away from completion and has Avenger team dynamics as well! I have a sequel planned as well :)! Its called Not Just Rescuers!

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The Billionaire, The Lawyer, and The IT Girl - Chapter 12 - Thea’s Birthday

Laurel was laughing lightly as she slid into the back seat of the Limo Moira had rented for the day. She had taken Thea’s birthday off of work for the past two years and this year was no different. She had enjoyed her day shopping with Thea and Moira, she had even gotten a new dress; even if Moira had insisted on buying it for her stating that she was her ‘soon-to-be daughter-in-law’. Laurel had tried to tell Moira that her and Oliver were not engaged but Moira brushed that off as a minor detail of the matter at hand.

The three women were all comfortably seated in the back of the limo with their purchases.

“I think you’ve tried on every dress in the city.” Moira smiled at her daughter

“Well, at least every designer label dress.” Laurel teased lightly

Thea rolled her eyes “It’s so gonna be work it” She smiled “My friends are gonna freak!���

“Yes, well, if your father were still alive, he’d freak too” Moira said “Though in an entirely different way”

Laurel laughed at that.

"Like when he saw what I was wearing to my first boy-girl dance." Thea recalled with a smile

Moira laughed. "That poor boy you went with. Oh, Robert scared him to death."

“I remember that day too. Oliver had come over to my place grumbling about you going to that dance. I remember how he kept on saying stuff about how he didn’t know why you couldn’t at least wear a dress with sleeves!” Laurel laughed at the memory

“Really? That is so funny because I remember what you used to wear in college and even high school!” Thea laughed.

All the women enjoyed the moment soaking in the happy memory.

Thea sighed. "You know, dad used to say his saddest day would be when I turned 18. Now he's gone and I'm the one that's sad."

Laurel and Moira looked at each other before acting. Moira placed a comforting hand on Thea’s knee and Laurel wrapped an arm around her shoulder in a hug. But before any words could be said Moira’s phone began to ring within her handbag. Moira sighed, annoyed as she pulled her phone out. It showed a photo of Malcom Merlyn on it for the caller ID.

"Sorry. I need to take this." Moira said, answering the phone as Thea simply stared at her. "Hello. Yes, I understand, but I'm with my daughter." Thea looked away. Laurel could only imagine what she must be thinking at this moment "All right. I'll be there." Moira said before hanging up her phone.

“I thought we were going to spend today together. Just the three of us. A girls day.” Thea said in an accusatory tone.

Moira sighed. "I know. But, uh, compliance needs to file the 8k connected to my assuming Walter's position in the company and they can't wait." Laurel was almost positive that Moira was lying but she was not about to point that out "I'm sorry."

Laurel decided it was time for her to jump in “Don’t worry Thea. We can still have a somewhat decent day. You still haven’t been to Table Salt right? Maybe I can get ahold of Helena and Felicity and we can grab some lunch and have some girl talk. I will even let you ask any and all question you want about mine and Ollie’s relationship.” Laurel smiled at the younger woman.

“Yes, Laurel, that sounds like a fabulous idea. Thea you should really enjoy your birthday even if I cannot be here the entire time. Go have fun with Laurel and her friends.” Moira smiled at Laurel in thanks. Laurel nodded in return.

“Alright. If you both insist.” Thea sighed.

Table Salt Lunchtime

“I am so glad that Laurel called me! Ever since Oliver invited me to come to your birthday party I have been grappling with what I should get you. So I am so excited to be able to get to know you a little bit better.” Helena smiled at Thea as she sipped on a cocktail that had a purple umbrella perched in it.

Thea laughed “Well, I am just as excited to get to know you. You know that Ollie and Laurel have basically had the same friends for most of their live, well save for Felicity. So when someone new comes around it is just really interesting.”

Laurel smiled as she turned to Felicity who had just walked up to their table “So wanna tell me why we are having this impromptu lunch?”

“Well…”Laurel began but was quickly interrupted by Thea.

“Mom ditched me and Laurel. Had to go meet Mr. Merlyn. She was saying it had something to do with her taking over Walters position… but if you ask me? I think Mom might be having an affair with him.” Thea spoke bluntly.

Felicity’s eyes went wide. “Why would you think that?”

“Well it is just a tiny suspicion right now. I mean I know for a fact neither of my parents were faithful to each other. Where do you think Ollie learned it from?” Thea said sarcastically.

“Really, Thea? Ollie’s past is just that. His past. He is entirely faithful now. Maybe not entirely honest.” Laurel rolled her eyes “But he is faithful. And I am sure your mother is being faithful to Walter in his absence.”

Thea snorted “How do you know?”

“Well we can’t know for sure. But I do know that she isn’t in bed with Malcolm Merlyn. Because I am pretty sure Tommy would have some idea if his dad was having an affair with Moira. And as far as I know their relationship is strictly business. Tommy tells me that his dad hasn’t had a romantic relationship in a long time.” Felicity said knowingly.

Thea looked somewhat relieved “Ok, enough about my mom. Lets talk about something actually interesting.”

“What qualifies as interesting?” Helena raised an eyebrow before turning to the waitress and ordering a variety of appetizers for them to all enjoy.

“Well seeing as Ollie sort of scared off my latest boyfriend I would love to hear about your guys love lives.” Thea said with a hopeful look

The three other women all looked at each other before shrugging.

“Well my love life is non-existent. I haven’t met anyone since Michael and I have a feeling it is going to stay like that for a while.” Helena gave a small laugh.

“Oh Helena don’t worry you’ll meet someone!” Felicity placed a hand on top of Helena’s and smiled at her warmly “Well for me, its kinda more of the same. Tommy and I are just doing our dance. Except now he is living at Queen Manor so we don’t see each other as much. He still insists on taking me out to drinks every Friday night so we can talk and well we flirt a lot then…”

“I am really getting antsy about you two. I just want you both together!” Thea said in exasperation.

“Well, ever since the CNRI fiasco, we both just seem to have cold feet about the entire situation.” Felicity explained meekly.

Laurel rolled her eyes “The CNRI benefit is now being used as an excuse you both know it.”

Felicity shook her head but smiled anyways. At that moment two waitress brought out two trays loaded with food to their table.

When they had all began eating Thea turned to Laurel “Earlier you said something about Ollie being dishonest?”

“Yea, I caught that too. What is that about Laur?” Felicity added as Helena perked up with interest.

“I don’t know exactly. But something in my gut is telling me that Oliver is not being honest with me. While I know he is not cheating. I KNOW he isn’t. I know something is going on. It all kind of clicked for me when he got in that accident on that stupid bike of his during the Christmas party… It is like ever since he came back from the island he is more reckless. I just KNOW there is something more behind it.” Laurel scrunched up her brow in concentration as she thought about her boyfriends recklessness. “But, that’s not the focus today. Today you are the focus Speedy! So cheers to eighteen years!” Laurel raised her glass up towards Thea.

“Cheers to eighteen years” the other women chorused after her as they also raised their glasses.

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Its your birthday today?!? Happy birthday!!! Hope you have a great day

yes, I turned 22 today! it was all right. I didn’t get my fic done but I’m starting now lmao. but the cake was good! really good.

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[pepperonyfic]

Pepperony

Author: Aurum Fidei Rating: gen Word Count: <2k Genre(s): fluff Film-specific: no Tropes: domesticity, dancing, the avengers

Summary: It is Tony and Pepper's turn to do the dishes- or so says Steve's chore wheel. Here is how that goes.

READ HERE: AO3

[stolligaseptember]

I was tagged by my star child @likesapphirestars!!

Nickname: Sep

Name: September

Gender: Cis female

Star sign: Virgo

Height: 5′7

Time: 1:45 pm

Birthday: September 3rd!

Favorite band: Florence + The Machine

Favorite solo artist: Erik Hassle

Song stuck in my head: Boogie feet by Kesha feat. Eagles of Death Metal tbh (koo-koo bananas unite)

Last movie I watched: Holes

Last show I watched: The Flash

When did I create my blog: The summer of 2013

What do I post: A lot of different crap

Last thing I googled: "ducktales intro” it’s a good intro y’all

Do you have other blogs? I run @notesofseptember!

Why did you choose this blog name: I’m stollig and I’m September

Blogs you are following: 148

Followers: A bunch

Favorite colors: All different kinds of blues

Average hours of sleep: 8

Lucky number: 11

Instruments: Like?? I can play the flute and very poor piano, but my sexuality is the bas, so

What are you wearing: A grey tank top and white shorts

How many blankets I sleep with: 1

Dream job: Screenwriter

Dream trip: I’m leaving for Crete on Saturdaaaaaaaaay, so that’s really all I can think about now tbh

Favorite food: Mom’s stews

Nationality: Swedish

I tag: @other-indoor-sports, @catypillar, @aurum-fidei, @izerbeler and @witchypuff!

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rules: tag ten people you want to get to know!

Thanks for tagging me, @daisylincs & @eowima 🌺💞

relationship status: single

favourite colour: all shades of purple. also, dark green

lipstick or chapstick: I like both, actually. Lately, though, I haven’t put on either :/

favourite foods: sushi, pasta 

last song I listened to: Fire Your Guns by AC/DC

last movie I watched: movie or show? Movie was the first 20 minutes of Cinderella (2015). Show was Prodigal Son (I. AM. LOVING IT.)

top three favourite shows: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., The Umbrella Academy, The Witcher

top three favourite bands: uhhhhhh Florence + The Machine??? (Is it a band??), AC/DC, Panic! at the Disco

books I’m currently reading: Hahaaaa... The Picture of Dorian Grey by Oscar Wilde (since February oof), The Perfect Escape by Suzanne Park and Romeo an Juliet (for Uni). Also about 30 open AO3 windows on my phone oops

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clintasha au || secret marriage

how tony, steve and bruce found out about their top secret marriage + the one time they tried to tell thor

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First Line Challange

Tagged by the lovely @angel-spidey thank you hon 💖

You have to post the fist lines of a wip of yours 🔥

You stared at the huge intricate fireplace. It was made of the finest of marble, with star and rose designs decorating it, golden vines entangling the thick columns. Your finger traced a star and you let out a sigh, turning your head ever so slightly to the man standing nearby.

"Is winter going to affect Dorne, Ser Jonah?" You asked and the man sent you a small smile.

Yes. Yes it's a Game Of Thrones fic 😎

Tags: @glacial-illusions @ofheroesandvillains @incorrect-mha-bnha @aurum-fidei @acastleintheair

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Can I please nominate aurum-fidei? She is such a sweetheart and she brings some great fics to the fandom.

This sweetheart @aurum-fidei is not on the list, thank you so much for nominating her!

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The Billionaire, The Lawyer, and The IT Girl - Chapter 11 - Burn

CNRI

It was an average day at CNRI. Everyone was bustling about, looking through files, and drinking coffee. Laurel was listening to Joanna recall her most recent trial.

"And, Judge Hinkle is ready to grant them another continuance! So I said, hell, no. This trial starts right now." She smiled widely as she finished with a deep inhale.

“That a girl” Laurel smirked in appreciation

They both glanced towards the entrance of the building to see Laurels father striding towards them.

“Dad…” Laurel said wearily. While bridges had been mended she was not exactly on even footing with her father quite yet. “What are you doing here?”

“Sorry baby, I need to talk to Jo.” He said his eyes soft.

Jo looked up with a shocked expression “Is everything ok Mr. Lance?”

Quentin slowly shook his head “No.” Then Chief Raynes walked in, in full uniform and walked straight to Jo.

“What’s happening?” Laurel bit her lip in worry glancing between her father and Jo.

“No…” Jo whimpered

“Jo, I’m so sorry” Raynes said.

“NO! No, no, no!!” Joanna cried out. Chief Raynes attempted to comfort her as she broke down in tears. As Jo sagged down onto the desk that was behind her Laurel bolted forward and enveloped her in a tight embrace.

End of the work day

Laurel felt emotionally drained and could not stop thinking about Joanna. She gathered her things and walked out of the building to find Oliver waiting outside with the town car that had dropped her off this morning. It had become normal routine for the two of them. Once or twice a week Oliver would ride over with Mr. Diggle in the morning so he could take her to work and then he would pick her up so he could spend the evening with her. She at first did not like it at all. Now? She found it endearing that Oliver wanted to ensure he got to spend time with her during her work week.

Oliver immediately picked up on her heavier mood. His forehead crinkled with worry. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing… Well it’s something. You know Joanna? Her brother, Danny, he was a firefighter. He died in the line of duty.”

Oliver looked at her once more before pulling her close and wrapping his arms around her tightly “I’m sorry. That your friend is hurting.”

“I… I just know what it feels like. To have your sibling torn away. So I just know how she feels right now… and I just want to take that pain away.” Laurel mumbled into his shoulder.

Oliver continued hugging her for a moment longer before pulling away and opening the car door. Laurel carefully slid in and Oliver swiftly followed.

Laurels apartment

Laurel closed her eyes as she eased herself down onto her couch and kicked her now bare feet onto Oliver’s lap. She let out a sigh when Oliver began rubbing the tops of her feet and calves gently.

She let out a groan of frustration and slowly got back up to her feet when there was a sharp rapping on her door.

When she opened the door she was surprised to find Joanna.

“I need your help.” She pleaded

“Jo, come in” Laurel blinked rapidly as she swung the door completely open and gestured for her friend to come in.

Laurel quietly brought Joanna into her living room and sat her down and then took her seat next to Oliver.

“I, um, I don’t think Danny’s death was an accident.” Joanna took a deep breath “I think he was murdered.”

Laurel’s eyes softened and she reached a hand out to grasp her friends. She glanced over at Oliver before she began “Jo, do you remember when Sara died? I did all this research to try and find an explanation for why the boat went down. I needed to believe it wasn’t just an accident.”

"That is not what I am doing, Laurel." Joanna shook her head as she took a file out of her bag. "I once handled a case for a clerk in the Coroner's Office. He passed me a copy of the incident report." She passed the file over to Laurel. "It said that Danny's turnout coat was doused in turpentine. But I checked, and the plant owner said that there wasn't any in the factory. A turnout's supposed to withstand temperatures in excess of 500 degrees. But the coroner said that the fire did not exceed 250. How did my brother burn hotter than the fire that supposedly killed him?" 

Laurel looked up from the report and locked eyes with Oliver. His expression had changed. His face was hardened and unreadable. Laurel then looked at Joanna and nodded “I believe you.”

Police Station next day

Laurel had come to try and convince her father that Joanna’s theory had weight.

Quentin sighed out, exasperated “Laurel… A firefighter died in a fire.” He went back towards his desk “I don’t see a crime.”

"I did some digging." Laurel continues "Last week, another firefighter, Leo Barnes, was killed in action, same circumstances. Traces of turpentine, and ignition temperatures hotter than the actual fire." They both halted in front of his desk. "Do you think that you could talk to the fire marshal? You know, encourage him to pursue this?" she asked in a near pleading tone.

"Well, the fire department has its own investigative unit." Quentin said pointedly. "They don't answer to the police."

The CSU tech walked up to Quentin and handed him what was obviously a cell phone. "Sorry it takes so long with the detectives." He said. "CSU's been really backed up."

"Well, did you find anything?" Quentin said impatiently

"The only prints on it are yours, the tech inside is military grade. I can't even trace the manufacturer. Forensics-wise, it's a dead end." Lance sighed as the CSU walked off/

"Another case?" Laurel asked 

"Vigilante." Quentin answered, tossing the phone on his desk. "The phone belongs to him."

"Where'd you get it?" Laurel asked, curiosity getting the best of her. "I--does he answer?"

"Well, like Kelton said, it's a dead end." Quentin said. He grabbed up a few of the files from his desk. "Listen, kiddo, I feel for Jo and her family I really do, but, um, there's not a lot I can do this end." He quickly downed the rest of his coffee, then grabbed his keys and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "I got to go. I love you." Quentin moved off.

Laurel looked down at the phone on the desk. The last time she had interacted with the vigilante, she had be attacked in the prison… But granted he did save her. And Joanna was counting on her. It was at this thought that Laurel reached out a grabbed the phone that was on the desk.  

She was careful to walk out of the precinct and down the street before she took the phone carefully out of her pocket. There was a number programmed into it. She quickly dialed it as she continued walking.  It didn’t even ring three times before someone picked up on the other line.

“Hello?” She spoke to the silence on the other line “I need your help”

Later that night

She was alone in her apartment tonight as Oliver had work to do for Verdant and Felicity and Tommy had gone out together to enjoy a few drinks. Laurel was about to turn in for the night when the lights flickered and went out.

“I didn’t trust that you’d co-“ She started as she turned but was met face to face with not The Hood but The Huntress.

“Sorry. Hood guy decided I should make this house call.” Came her electronically modified voice “Said something about you thinking he is a killer who has no remorse…” The Huntress gave an empty chuckle that sounded strange coming through the voice modifier. Laurel shivered.

“I… I was wrong…” Laurel blinked rapidly “Is he alright? No one has seen him in a while?” Why Laurel was asking about the wellbeing of a vigilante was beyond her.

“He has seen better days.” She brushed off. “Now what is this house call about exactly? He said it was important?”

Laurel shook her head “My friend… Her brother… He died in a fire. He was a firefighter. She thinks he was murdered.”

The Huntress smiled “So you are asking one killer to catch another?”

Laurel frowned “Just take him the files” She shoved the files into the female vigilantes hands.

The other woman quirked an eyebrow “I will be sure he gets this.”

CNRI

Laurel crossed her arms as she leveled a chastising glare at her friend "Jo, you really should take some time off and go be with your family."

 Joanna looked at her. "You know, I seem to recall when Sara died, you hit the books pretty hard."

 "I am not exactly the best example for healthy grieving." Laurel rolled her eyes as her father stormed in. Laurel looked at him confused. "Hey"

 "Can I talk to you, please?" Quentin asked crisply. When he and Laurel were alone he turned back to face her "Where is it?" he demanded.

 "Where's what?" Laurel was generally confused

 "The phone." He said harshly.

Laurel sighed “I’m sorry, I know I shouldn’t have…”

Quentin still looked angry “It’s stolen evidence! Yeah, you probably shouldn’t have! What are you-“

“I had to do something!” Laurel said in argument.

“The man’s a killer.” Quentin argued back

“Then why did he give you his phone?” She countered

“Just give me the phone.” Quentin sighed out in frustration.

“I can’t. The Huntress took it back to him.” She lied effortlessly

Quentin sputtered “You were with The Huntress?!”

"When Sara died, if someone could have done something to give you even just a little bit of closure, don't you wish that they would have done it?" she demanded.

"If it meant breaking the law, lying to the people closest to them? No." Quentin replied and walked off. Laurel shook her head.

 Laurel’s Apartment

Laurel sat on her couch looking over a case file. She was waiting for Felicity and Helena to finish preparing snacks and drinks for movie night. She was happily surprised when the Hoods phone began vibrating on her coffee table.

"Hello?" she answered halfway expecting then electronically distorted female voice of The Huntress to answer.

 "I have some information for you." The Hood's distorted voice said. "The killer drives a 1970's Ford pickup. There is a scar on his left wrist from a severe burn and a tattoo of a firefly."

 "Well, then you must have gotten pretty close to him." Laurel noted.

 "All the men in Engine Company 15 had firefly tattoos. Any one of them could be the killer."

 "What should I do with this information?" Laurel asked, confused.

 "Whatever you would have done before you met me." He answered, and then hung up.

“Who was on the phone?” Felicity asked as she plopped onto the couch next to her a bowl of popcorn in one hand glass of wine in the other.

“Wrong number.” Laurel lied as she slipped the phone into her pocket. Helena smirked at her as if they were sharing an inside joke as she handed her one of the glasses of wine she was holding.

“So what are we watching ladies?” Helena asked as she crouched in front of Laurel’s DVD collection.

“Anything that doesn’t contain action, please! Self-defense class is plenty action for me thank you very much!” Felicity piped up as she sipped her wine

“You love self-defense and you know it! I will get you into jiu jitsu if it is the last thing I do!” Laurel grinned wickedly.

“I love it? Tell that to my sore muscles!” Felicity sasses

Helena rolled her eyes as she stuck a movie in “We are watching Grease. Everyone loves a good Musical. And Laurel, I will go to jiu jitsu with you if you want a sparring buddy. I have been wanting to get back into some form of martial arts again. You will probably have to help me with basics though.”

Laurel beamed at Helena “Thanks Helena, I would love that. But we are going to get ‘Lis into some sort of martial arts once she is done with self-defense.  My mom raised me to be a firm believer in that a woman should know how to properly defend herself.  She was the one who started Sara and me in jiu jitsu.”

“Really?” Felicity cocked her head to the side “You never mentioned that before.”

Laurel shrugged as she took a long sip of her wine “Never came up”

Next Day at the Fire Station

Laurel was taking a few steadying breaths as she walked up to the fire station. She could do this. She had told Joanna that she would empty out Danny’s locker for her and while she was here she could do some snooping.

She was surprised to see Oliver striding out. When Oliver caught sight of her he grinned widely. When they were close he pulled her to himself and kissed her forehead “What are you doing here?”

“I told Jo that I would empty Danny’s locker for her.” Laurel crunched up her eyebrow as she wrapped her arms around her boyfriend “What are you doing here?”

“Tommy… He had this great idea when he heard about Danny to host a Gala for the Firemen at Verdant. I was just confirming a guest list.” Oliver gave a small smile.

“That… that’s amazing!” Laurel said shocked “You two really have changed haven’t you?”

“What can I say? We grew up.” Oliver smiled as he adjusted his position so his arm was slung over Laurel’s shoulder “Would you like some company?”

“I would love it.” Laurel smiled.

They walked into the firestation together and it wasn’t long before Laurel was having a discussion with Chief Raynes.

“I did some research. There are eight firemen in this picture." Laurel said as she held out the photo of Danny’s old unit. "You called yourselves the fireflies."

"Yeah, well, that station house was shut down a few years back." Raynes replied. "All the guys went to different companies, so…"

"Four of these men are now dead." Laurel said pointedly.

"It's not all getting cats out of trees, Ms. Lance." He responded

"But three of them died within the last six weeks, except for that man right there." She pointed on the picture. "Garfield Lynns. He died two years ago in the Nodell Tower tragedy."

“What was the Nodell Tower?" Oliver interrupted before Raynes could respond 

Raynes looked at him in disbelief. "How do you not remember that?" he asked.

 "I was WiFi-free for a few years." Oliver pointed out.

"It was 22 stories of glass and steel. Except it turned out that the construction company who built it used substandard materials to save themselves a few bucks. It was nowhere near the structural code." Raynes explained 

"Gas line blew." Laurel said "There was a fire."

"Yeah." Raynes sighed "Melted right through the stanchions. Whole damn thing came down."

"Bad day." Laurel said

"34 civilians and 6 of my fellow firemen died. Now, do you need anything else, Ms. Lance, Mr. Queen? Other than reminding me of all the friends I've lost and buried?" Raynes asked harshly, before walking away.

Laurel flinched slightly before putting the picture away with Danny’s other things.

“Do you want me to go with you to Joanna’s?” Oliver ask quietly, placing a gentle hand on her arm.

“No.” Laurel shook her head. “I am sure you are busy. And really I should get back to work once I drop all this off at Jo’s….”

“If you insist.” Oliver leaned down a kissed her softly.

“I’ll call you later I promise.” Laurel smiled at him

With that they parted ways. When Laurel deemed him far enough away she pulled out the Hood’s phone and dialed.

It connected but the line remained silent “Hello?” she said but no answer “Are you there?” silence “I spoke to Danny's old chief. I didn't get anywhere. What am I supposed to do now?"

“Nothing. It's my turn." Came the distorted reply.

Verdant Firemen Gala

The Gala was in full swing when Laurel arrived. She quickly found Tommy, Felicity, and Helena all clustered together talking quietly amongst one another sipping cocktails.

It was Felicity that noticed Laurel walk up “You’re here! Isn’t this great? The club looks so fantastic!”

“Yes this is truly spectacular. Tommy, you did amazing.” She smiled at her friend.

At that moment Oliver walked up and entwined his arms around Laurels waist. He leaned down and kissed her behind her ear. “Hello, everyone. I am going to steal Laurel for a moment. We will be right back.”

At that Oliver grasped Laurels hand and led her to the bar where Chief Raynes was sat.

"Chief Raynes." Oliver called out. Raynes turned "Hi."

"Mr. Queen, this is spectacular." Raynes said "The Starling City Firemen's Relief Association can't thank you enough."

"You guys are the real heroes." Oliver said "Like at the Nodell Tower fire, which I've been reading up on."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Garfield Lynns was the first man to die in your unit." Oliver continued "Now, I read that they recovered his coat in the wreckage, but they never found his body?" Laurel looked at him confused

"You always interrogate your club's guests, Mr. Queen? Raynes asked stiffly

"Why? Do you feel like you're being interrogated?" Oliver asked smiling

"You could see it on your face at the fire station." Laurel said in realization "There's more to the Nodell Tower fire than people know about, isn't there?"

"I've been doing this a long time and I've never seen a fire like that." Raynes said "It's like some monster out of a science fiction movie. I radioed for my men to get the hell out of there. But Lynns, he wouldn't go. Begged me to send the unit back in. But I wouldn't do it. I couldn't. God help me, I left him to burn." He took a long drink of his scotch "But I can't bring him back."

"You don't have to." Oliver replied "He is back."

"What the hell you talkin' about?" Raynes demanded

"Garfield Lynns killed Danny." Laurel said as it all finally made sense to her"And the other men on your unit."

"There's no way he could have survived that fire." Raynes denied

"You'd be surprised the power revenge can give you." Oliver noted 

"You're insane." Raynes told Oliver. "Gar did not make it out of that building."

"Just like you won't make it out of this one." Called out another voice.

Oliver and Laurel whipped around to see a man standing in a full firefighters uniform. His face had the appearance of being melted off.  Raynes simply stared in shock as Lynns threw several devices, one by one they exploded sending fire throughout the club. Oliver took a step so that he stood in between the man and Laurel. The man simply glared at Raynes.

“Gar, what the hell are you doing?” Chief Raynes yelled. Lynns unhooked his spray nozzle from his jacket.

He pointed the nozzle at Oliver and said one word “Run”

At that Oliver turned and with a stony expression and fear in his eyes he said to Laurel “GO!” With urgency.

Laurel doesn’t know why but she didn’t hesitate to listen. She didn’t try to argue with him. She didn’t try to convince him to come with her. She just ran for the door.

“Laurel!” Helena voice caught her attention as she exited the building. “Laurel! Over here!”

Laurel ran to where her friends were gathered. Tommy had his arms wrapped around a trebling Felicity.

“Are you all ok?” Laurel said in concern.

“We are fine. Smoaky is a bit shook up. Otherwise we are all good. Where is Ollie?” Tommy answered for the group and posed his own question

“He… He’s still… He’s still in there…” Laurels voice cracked. Helena without a single word wrapped her in a hug.

Next Day Queen Manor

Laurel was impatiently waiting in the foyer of the Manor when Oliver walked in smiling.

“Hey, I wa-“He began but she interrupted

“Oliver Jonas Queen.” She nearly screamed “You do NOT send me out of a burning building and not follow me and then not call me or at least text me all night. I do not care one bit that the burning building was your club. All I care about is that you were ok. All I care about is you.”

“Laurel, I…” Oliver took a deep breath searching for words while Laurel crossed her arms and leveled a glare at him. “I do not have a very good excuse… When I sent you out I was trying to get you out as fast as possible so I could do a sweep of the club to try and get as many people out as possible. And then I got trapped. And The Hood, that vigilante guy? He rescued me and the other people trapped. And then the fire got put out and I had to talk to people about the damage and by the time that was done… I couldn’t find you. And I had lost my phone in the fire. I think I must have left it in Tommy’s office at the beginning of the Gala. And I was tired. So I came home and I was set on coming and seeing you as soon as I could today. But you beat me to the punch. I am so sorry.”

Laurel’s stance had relaxed substantially as he talked and finally as he apologized Laurel sighed and moved forward to wrap her arms around him “Next time? No playing hero. You come out with me.”

“Ok.”

OUTTAKE

Helena stepped into the lair with work-out gear on. She wasn’t surprised to find Diggle already there pummeling a training dummy.

“You need to rotate your hips, Diggle.” Oliver called out from behind her. She had not heard him behind her. “That’s where the power comes from. It’s not just your arms, even if they’re the size of bowling balls” Helena smirked at the comment

“So am I telling him or are you?” Helena said

“You can.” Oliver said with a roll of his eyes.

“Laurel somehow got ahold of that phone that Oliver sent to her Dad and she called Oliver. Oliver sent me to her apartment as Huntress last night, since y’know Laurel has been getting suspicious of mister sneaky here.” Helena explained

“Really?” Diggle asked surprised “I thought the Vigilante really spooked her last time…”

“She thinks someone’s killing firefighters.” Helena said

“Its because of her friend Joanna… Her brother was one of the firemen that died recently. And the evidence is pretty fishy…” Oliver said as he handed the file over to Diggle

He glanced through it “It looks all in the job. Seems pretty thin.”

“Can you look into it?” Oliver asked

"Yea. I have a friend who has a friend in the fire investigations department. I'll reach out." Dig nodded

"If you get any leads, tip the police." Oliver said as he threw his hood into his trunk.

Helena raised an eyebrow and looked at Diggle. Dig shook his head “The police?” “They just need something to jump start them” Oliver explained

“Isn’t that the whole point of doing this… this who vigilante bit?!” Helena waved her hands around the lair “Doing the police’s job?”

“You know Oliver, you have been spending a lot of time down here. I thought after six weeks you would be anxious to hood up. Hell, I had a ‘you got to slow down’ speech prepared!” Diggle added

Oliver looked at them both but before he could respond a loud commotion sounded out above them. “Let me see what’s going on upstairs in the club.” He said and walked off.

Helena and Diggle both shook their heads.

[habibialkaysani]

Ok i have two possible prompts, you can pick :)! E1!Oliver/E2!Laurel "well that just happened..." OR Laurel and Felicity friendship headcanons!

(these are vaguely shippy sorry not sorry)

~okay so I have this headcanon that in 3x21 when oliver went all pretend!dark and nyssa was taken from team arrow by al saheem both laurel and felicity were in mourning, in different ways, hence why we had the scenes of felicity crying on the chair in the old lair, and laurel attempting to dip the chip in the milkshake but unable to do so because of how much it reminded her of nyssa. so I think after that laurel goes to the old lair because she knows that the police aren’t there anymore and she finds felicity there just sitting in that chair staring into space still with tears in her eyes. and without saying a word laurel goes over to felicity and holds her as she sobs in her arms. eventually laurel starts to talk and before she realises she’s spilling everything to felicity - how she would dream of nyssa, of how in some faraway and almost nonexistent future she saw them together, and that she thought for one brief moment earlier that evening that nyssa might have felt the same. but now it’s too late and laurel’s lost her forever. felicity sniffles and apologises for calling nyssa insane because it’s clear how much laurel loved her. and it’s not okay - it’s so far from okay, but in that moment, the two of them share their melancholy and it’s like the slashes in their hearts are slowly starting to knit together and they might one day be all right - because they have each other. they then go to laurel’s apartment and have amazing, fulfilling hurt/comfort sex

~felicity enjoys watching laurel do the salmon ladder. she wears as little clothing as sara and it’s always nice seeing her toned stomach lbr. after she’s done, felicity always hands her a towel so she can dry her sweaty hair 

~at lyla and diggle’s wedding they share a dance together. it’s kind of awkward and they bump knees at first but then they really get into the swing of it and it’s fun, the most fun either of them have had in so long. they kind of steal the show, actually, and even roy and thea feel a bit outshined - and they’re an actual couple, lol. john and lyla watch, amused, and ollie is more than a little jealous - tho of who is completely up to interpretation. (both? both is good.)

~in s4, since thea moved in with laurel, felicity has had a key to laurel’s apartment. at the end of 4x13 she opens the door and walks straight in on laurel and nyssa making out passionately on the couch, laurel with like half her boob sticking out and no panties and nyssa thankfully a bit more decent, with only her hair a bit ruffled. she looks utterly unperturbed by felicity showing up, but laurel is mortified, as is felicity, and felicity splutters and wheels her wheelchair around so her back is to them and says, “put a sock on the door next time, laurel, for the love of god!” she bumps into thea on the way downstairs and felicity doesn’t even have to say anything - thea just registers the look on her face and says, “laurel and nyssa are at it, aren’t they?” in a resigned but also happy-for-them voice. they go and have a milkshake together.

SEND ME A SHIP AND PROMPT AND I’LL WRITE YOU A DRABBLE OR LONG LIST OF HEADCANONS

[spacezgal]

Aight i was tagged by @aurum-fidei

• nickname : vira or vee

• gender : female

• astrology sign : a scorpio!

•sexuality : i... i'm still figuring this one out tbh i'm so confused with myself

•hogwarts house : slytherin! I took every hogwarts sorting hats quizez out there and so far the results are always the same: slytherin.

•favorite animal : i'm a big cat person but i love dogs and horses and bears and..... monkeys

•blankets : i love blankets so much sksksk

•where i'm from : jakarta, Indonesia

•dream trip : i've always wanted to go to new zealand and live there for the rest of my life ( sorta following my aunt's path ) because new zealand always seems so peaceful to me idk i love em

•when i made this account : earlier this year.... i think?

•why i made this account : i just kinda need a platform where i can just post about my fan stuff surrounded by other fandom posts and not bothering my rl friends. And i love making new friends on internet! So, more social medias, more internet friends!

•followers : 9

Now 'm supposed to tag people that i wanna know more about so...

@marvadisa @widowlromanoff @anxieteandbiscuits @romanoff-nataliaalianovna @asgardians-of-wakanda

[natasha-barton]

Tagged by @average-ordinary-everyday-psycho

Nickname: Hummelchen, Motte

Gender: female

Astrological sign: Taurus

Sexuality: I have no plan

Hogwarts House: Huffelpuff

Favourite Animal: cats

Number of blankets: 3

Where I’m from: Germany

Dream trip: I‘d go anywhere where I have a compfy bed and the weather is nice honestly

When I made this account: I can’t remember it has to be like 1 1/2 to 2 years ago

Why I made this account: this had clintasha content I had to make this account

Followers: 596, I never ever thought I’d get so many nor that so many people would be interested in clintasha so thank you all so much I don’t deserve it🤧

Ten people I’d like to know stuff about:

@nvtasha @that-one-blind-writer @clintashaismyship @natashas-barton @natashastarkotp um help @rennerson @aurum-fidei @arms-and-arrows @widowshela @natashandscarlettblr

[ohwriteiforgot]

Thanks for tagging me, Lily and Gracie 💖💜 (@daisylincs & @everythingirl44)

rules: google “[your favorite season] + [your favorite color] + aesthetic", select four (or more) pictures and create a personalized moodboard. 

Lily, I think I managed to make it at least a bit different 🤣🤣 I had a lot of fun with this and I think it turned out really pretty, even with my limited moodboarding skils.

I’m tagging @thereisnocabbageinbasingse, @prankprincess123, @chameleon1000, @aurum-fidei, @bi-disaster13, if you guys want to do it!