#e2 dinah lance

[azurecanary]

No one:

Not a single soul:

Not even Oliver:

E2 Dinah Lance whenever she shares a scene with another woman: "Are we about to kiss?"

#and i love her for that #she was about to make out with felicity (married) any chance she got #even e1 dinah had some intense chemistry with nyssa #e2 dinah lance #black canary #arrow

[canariessource]

Arrow S06E13 | Birds Of Prey v2 #10

#dcedit #comicedit #femaledaily #femalegifsource #dailytvwomen #dcladies #dcmultiverse #dinahlaurellancesource #arrowedit #bopedit #birdsofpreyedit #kcassidyedit #laurellanceedit #dctvedit #blackcanaryedit #katie cassidy #e2 laurel lance #black siren #dinah lance #black canary #dc #dctv #tv: arrow #comics #comic: birds of prey v2 #edits #gifs #my edits #my gifs

[canarei]

#pretty birds

#dcedit #dcladies #dcmultiverse #dinahlaurellancesource #theworldneedslaurellance #dctvedit #arrowedit #dinahdrakeedit #laurellanceedit #blackcanaryedit #dinah drake #black canary 2.0 #e2 laurel lance #black canary 3.0 #dc #dctv #tv: arrow #gifs #** #*** #dl*

[habibialkaysani]

# two types of gfs

#killingeveedit #laurellanceedit #arrowedit #wlwgif #wonderfulwoc #femslashrevolution #dcladies #chewieblog #bbelcher #femaledaily #villaneve #canarysiren #evepolastriedit #dinah drake #laurel lance #e2!dinah #eve polastri #villanelle #myedit

[laurelsource]

dinah lance - 7.14 “brothers & sisters”

#dcedit #arrowedit #dcladies #dcmultiverse #dinahlaurellancesource #theworldneedslaurellance #dcugifs #laurellanceedit #dctvedit #e2 laurel lance #dinah lance #tv: arrow #dc #dctv #gifs #7x14 #season 7 #my gifs

[arrow-v-flash-polls]

Both are share Canaries abilites but for a good portion of time were fighting opposite sides to each other until eventually they were fighting side by side. Do you prefer to see these two together romantically, see them more platonically, or rather not see them together at all?

#dinah drake #earth 2 laurel lance #DinahSiren #black siren #Dinah x laurel #Arrow #arrow cw #e2 laurel lance #dctv #arrowverse ships

[darius-1]

#season 8 #8x04 #arrow #arrowverse #arrowfam #green arrow #stephen amell #katie cassidy #black canary #laurel lance #e2 laurel lance #oliver queen #dinah drake #arrow tv #arrow tv show #arrow tv series #arrow cw #dc cw #dc shows #dcu #dc #dc comics #dc universe #juliana harkavy #screencaps #tv screencaps #dc cw universe

[demisexualnathanvuornos]

Dinah Laurel Lance (Katie Cassidy) in Arrow 7x15 Training Day (2019) Directed by Ruba Nadda 5/ 5

#dinah laurel lance #e2 laurel lance #katie cassidy #arrowedit #ben turner #michael jai white #nocticola art #7x15 training day #ruba nadda #female directors

[blazethecheeto]

Things Arrow Characters Absolutely Have Said

Oliver: Why is it so hard for you to believe me?!

New Team Arrow: ...

Oliver: Oh, right. The lying.

~~~~~~~~

Rory: You look mentally ill.

Oliver: I am. Let’s go.

~~~~~~~~~

Oliver: You guys, explain right now.

Evelyn: It was Rene.

Rory: It was Rene.

Curtis: It was Rene.

Rene: ...fuck.

~~~~~~~~~

Curtis: Come onn Evie do it for our friendship! You can't put a price on that.

Evelyn: Yes I can. Fifty dollars.

~~~~~~~~

Rory: The only thing I'm guilty of is being adorable... ...and also assault with a deadly weapon.

~~~~~~~~~

Diggle: What happened here?

Curtis: It's kind of complicated but Rene-

Diggle: Got it. Forget I asked.

~~~~~~~~

Curtis: Let's play 20 questions!

Rory: Okay! What's your favorite colour-

Curtis, laser fucking focused: Triangle. Do you like men?

~~~~~~~~~

Dinah: Go fuck yourself.

Black Siren, smugly: Sure, but only if you watch

#i am not sorry for the last one #yes i am aware Evelyn is evil I DOBT CARE SHE'S PART OF THE TEAM IN MY HEART #mine #my incorrect quotes #arrow #arrow found family #curtis holt #Rene Ramirez #rory regan #evelyn sharp #dinah drake #Laurel Lance e2 #black siren #oliver Queen #arrow s5 #dinahsiren #i haven't done these in so long #the gayrrowverse #john diggle

[stories-and-such]

As Laurel stepped into the apartment, she could hear the water running in the kitchen. She dropped her keys on the coffee table in the living room along with her bag and turned her head so she could see into the next room.

“Hey you,” Dinah smiled. She put the final dish on the rack and wiped her hands on the towel by the window. “How was work?”

Laurel smiled, turning her back on the kitchen and heading upstairs. She dropped her coat on the chair in the corner of the room and kicked her shoes off by the closet door, not bothering to actually put them away. She knew it drove her crazy, which is partly why she did it. It was amusing to hear her complain.

“How many times have I told you to take your shoes off before you come in the room? They’re dirty, Laurel, and we have carpet in here. Do you have any idea how hard it is to clean a carpet? Very.”

Laurel chuckled quietly and tossed her shirt on the floor.

“Sorry,” she muttered as she sat down on the edge of the bed. She could feel the mattress dip on the other side as Dinah laid down with a deep and tired sigh.

“God, I am exhausted. Should we just order in?”

Laurel nodded and dialed the number to the Chinese restaurant only a few blocks away. She ordered the food quickly, not having to think about it at this point, and hung up after offering a quiet ‘thanks’ to the man on the other end of the line. She let out a long sigh and laid back on the bed, running a hand through her hair.

She laid there for a few moments, thinking about what else she needed to do around the house. She needed a distraction, something to do so she wasn’t just sitting here, alone with her thoughts.

Deciding to start by cleaning up the mess she’d just made in the room, she got up from the bed and went over to Dinah’s side of the room. She opened the bottom drawer where she kept all of her sleep shirts and pulled one of them on.

It smelled like her. The faint scent of her vanilla perfume clung to the shirt so she clung to it, pulling the collar close to her nose. She took a deep breath and let the smell bring back all the memories she’d tried so hard to forget - the good ones, the bad ones, all of them.

There was a knock at the door, which pulled her out of her thoughts. She wiped at her cheeks when she felt the tears slide down her face and cleared her throat as she climbed down the stairs.

She grabbed her wallet out of her bag and opened the door. The man on the other side offered her a kind smile as he handed her her food. Before he could give her the total for the order, Laurel handed him thirty dollars.

He reached into his pocket to pull out her change, but Laurel simply waved him off.

“Keep the change.”

The man looked confused. “But your order was only-”

“Doesn’t matter,” she smiled. “Consider it a tip.”

“This is a very generous tip,” he chuckled. “Thank you, miss.”

Missus, she wanted to say, but didn’t.

“It’s no problem.”

The man happily pocketed the money and dipped his hat at her before he turned around to leave. She closed the door once he was out of sight and headed into the dining room. She set the food on the small table and grabbed two plates and some silverware out of the cabinets and drawers, along with a beer from the fridge.

“You know, one of us is going to have to cook eventually,” Dinah laughed. “We can’t just live off of Chinese takeout.”

“Why not?” Laurel argued, shoveling some more noodles into her mouth. “It’s delicious.”

Laurel smiled down at her almost empty plate. She looked over at the other end of the table where Dinah always sat and closed her eyes as she tried to imagine her sitting there.

She could see her as clear as day; shoulders slightly slumped forward after a long day at the precinct, bright green eyes looking at her like she was the center of the universe while Laurel told her about her day, her plump lips turned up at the corners, trying to contain her smile after Laurel told her some dumb joke. It was almost as if she was still there.

Laurel finished eating and cleared the table, washing the dishes while she stared out the window. She could see why Dinah loved to do the dishes now. The view from up here was pretty amazing.

She watched quietly as cars drove by, as people walked down the street while they walked their pets, as a kid ran down the sidewalk dragging his kite along, beaming up at the sky when he stopped and saw that it was still in the air. She smiled at him and put the last dish on the rack the way Dinah always did. She dried her hands on the towel and threw it on the island, not bothering to put it back where it went, something that always drove Dinah insane.

She walked over to the living room and decided to watch tv. She threw herself down on the couch and browsed through the channels, not finding anything that caught her attention. Eventually she settled for some horror movie since there wasn’t much else on.

She sat back and watched as a girl ran down the stairs while the killer was only a few steps behind her. She chuckled at the dumb decisions the characters made and looked over to her right where Dinah always sat, feeling her stomach clench when she found no one there. Her smile disappeared and she looked back at the screen with less interest in what was happening. She closed her eyes and listened for her laugh, a sound she knew she would never hear again.

“I just don’t get why you like these movies so much,” Dinah chuckled.

“Oh, like your romantic comedies are any better,” Laurel argued, rolling her eyes at the thought of the last rom-com they watched together.

“At least they’re more realistic.”

“Yeah right,” Laurel scoffed, “because soulmates are actually a thing.”

“You don’t believe in soulmates?” Dinah’s bright green eyes shone in the dim light coming from the tv as she waited for Laurel’s answer.

Laurel didn’t know what to say, so she simply muttered, “Do you?”

Dinah thought for a second. “I don’t know,” she shrugged, “but I think that if they do exist, you’re definitely mine.”

Laurel opened her eyes and stared at the spot on the couch where Dinah should be. And then suddenly the floodgates opened and she couldn’t close them again. Tears fell freely down her face and onto her shirt. She leaned forward, pressing her face into her hands and sobbed loudly, not caring if her neighbors heard.

She couldn’t think straight, she couldn’t breathe, she felt like the walls were slowly closing in around her. She never knew she could love someone so much, never imagined that losing someone would hurt this much. She’d lost her dad, Quentin, her planet, and sure those all hurt like hell, but none of those could compare to the pure agony that she felt when she lost Dinah.

That morning when Felicity came to her door and told her that Dinah had passed away was truly the worst moment of her life. That was the moment when she lost her world. No pain could ever compare to the one she felt when she saw them place her casket in the ground. No loss could ever hurt as much as it hurt to say goodbye to her one last time. Knowing that she would never see her smile again, that she would never hear her laugh again, that she would never hear her complain about her leaving her dirty clothes everywhere or about how she would move too much when she slept, it all killed her inside and no matter how hard she tried to hide it, to keep it together, everyone could see that she was falling apart.

She wiped at her eyes and got off the couch. She reached into her purse and took out the key to her motorcycle, grabbed the keys to the apartment and left without a second thought. She drove for miles, keeping her attention focused solely on the road ahead. It was raining and it was hard to see, but she managed to get to her destination without any problems.

She walked past a dozen headstones before she saw the one she was looking for; even though it was only her second time here, she found it with ease. When she read her name, she collapsed on the ground in front of it. She didn’t care that it was muddy, she didn’t care that her shoes would probably get ruined, she just didn’t care. She kneeled in front of Dinah’s headstone and sobbed until she was left gasping for air.

“I’m so sorry D,” she whimpered, “I tried. I tried to go on, to live my life, to pretend that nothing had happened, but I couldn’t. I can’t do this without you.” Her voice cracked. “You were the one that kept me going, the one who believed in me when no one else did, the one who pushed me to be better. How am I supposed to just go on without you? I just - I can’t… I can’t do it, D.”

She could almost feel Dinah’s hands wrap around her shoulders, could almost feel her lips brush against her ear as she whispered, “Yes you can, Laurel, and you know why? Because I’m still here with you. I’ll always be with you.”

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#dinahsiren #dinah drake #laurel lance #e2 laurel lance #angst #fanfiction #fanfic #ao3

[itachi86]

i mean cayden james forced black siren to kill vince

#arrow #6x12 rewatch #character things #laurel lance(e2)/black siren #i'm nto saying that excuses it but #dinah can't entirely blame her

[azurecanary]

Still salty that Arrow Season 8 made a whole deal about Black Canary's whole Earth getting destroyed and her getting tested and proven worthy by the Monitor only for her not to show up in Crisis on Infinite Earths at all, and instead her storyline being given to Kara

#arrow #arrowverse #dinah laurel lance #black canary #e2 ​laurel lance #crisis on infinite earths

[secretswritten]

💋 to laurel from her favorite police captain

@beycndredemption

Laurel sees the plant hanging from a ribbon tied to the ceiling, hovering right above Dinah's head. A smirk coming to red painted lips as she crosses the room over to her, almost certain that she has no idea just yet. She leans down and presses a simple kiss to her lips, a hand curling around the back of her head.

"Never been the type for holiday traditions, but I think this one's growing on me."

#answers #answers {e2!laurel lance} #beycndredemption #beycndredemption: Dinah

[kitkatt0430]

is it a reaction to being plunged back into freezing weather in time for the weekend? is it hay fever? is it a cold or the flu or covid?

I dunno, it's a vaguely sore throat and my brain feeling fuzzy. Current money is on hay fever but I guess I'll find out as time passes.

Anywho, continuing to having thinky thoughts on my Dollhouse AU.

Moira as the Adelle analogue. It's so obvious, I should have thought of it before. Sorry E2 Dinah Laurel Lance... you're more of a Dominic anyway, right?

The more thought I put into this, the more I'm starting to want to actually write some of this in fic form.

Echo/Iris meeting herself when her memories are imprinted on someone else and that other Iris insisting that, memories or not, Echo/Iris is the real Iris and she (imprint!Iris) is just an echo of who she used to be. It's up to her, the girl in the body, to decide who she wants to be and who she wants to protect.

Meeting her father and Joe's quiet devastation when Iris introduces herself by someone else's name.

Malcolm Merlyn as a higher up at the Thawne Corp. Possibly having turned his own son into a doll?

Eobard using Barry's body during his body surfing phase. And while he moves on to his next body... thanks to how the immunity to wiping is built up over time, Barry will always have a copy of Eobard's personality/memories knocking about in his brain that he'll never be completely free of. It winds up being useful as they move to take down the Thawne Corp and designing larger scale anti-wipe and anti-imprint protections, but it takes a long while for Barry and the lingering imprint of Eobard to come to a lasting truce with each other.

#fanfiction #fic ideas #the flash #dollhouse #fusion au ideas

[patwrites]

#katie cassidy

[laurelsource]

dinah lance - 7.02 “the longbow hunters”

#dcedit #arrowedit #dcladies #dcmultiverse #dinahlaurellancesource #theworldneedslaurellance #dailytvwomen #cinematv #laurellanceedit #dctvedit #e2 laurel lance #dinah lance #tv: arrow #dc #dctv #gifs #my gifs