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fanfics4all · 1 year
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Request: Yes / No Can I have please Tommy Merlyn/F!reader where Malcolm drags tommy to a party for Merlyn Global and he thinks it's going to be miserable until he sees her there and they dance and steal some booze and end up making out somewhere? @thecaptainsgingersnap
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Tommy Merlyn x Fem!Reader 
Word count: 1300
Warnings: Nothing I think
Y/N: Your Name 
Y/L/N: Your Last Name
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*Tommy’s POV*
My father planned a party for Merlyn Global and I was forced to go. I really didn’t want to go to a damn business party, but I didn’t have a choice. I got in my suit and went into the limo with my Dad. I was staring out the window, bored out my mind wishing I was anywhere else. 
“Tommy, can you at least pretend to be excited.” My Dad asked and I rolled my eyes. 
“I don’t even want to go.” I said and he sighed. 
“You are just as much apart of Merlyn Global as I am. You need to show up to some events also.” He said.
“Fine…” I sighed. 
Once we got to the party I put on a fake smile. I shook hands with the businessmen and made polite conversation with some. Once in a while, they would try and set me up with their daughters, but I would always excuse myself. I decided I needed a much stronger drink if I was going to have to deal with these people. I was heading to the bar and that’s when I saw her. She was in a red dress that hugged her curves perfectly.
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She was dancing to some music and people were giving her odd looks, but she didn’t care. She looked so free. I saw her walk off and followed her. She was leaning against the wall in the hall and catching her breath. She looked up and gave me a smile. It felt like my world stopped as I stared at her. She was beautiful. 
“Do I have something on my face?” She asked and I quickly shook my head. 
“No, sorry.” I said and stepped closer to her. 
“I’m Tommy.” I said, offering her my hand. She smiled and shook it. 
“Y/N.” She responded. Even her name was beautiful. 
“Are you enjoying the party?” I asked and she shrugged. 
“I thought it would be more fun, but everyone’s so stuck up.” She said and I laughed. 
“I agree.” I said and she smirked at me. 
“I might know a way to make this party more fun if you care to join me?” She suggested and my smile grew. 
“What did you have in mind?” I asked. 
“I’m going to distract the bartender and you are going to steal a bottle.” She said and I shrugged. 
“Sure, why not.” I said and she smiled. 
“Yay!” She cheered and clapped. She grabbed my hand and pulled me along. She stopped just before the doorway and nodded at me. She walked over to the bar and leaned over so her chest was more exposed to the bartender. I felt a small surge of jealousy run through me, but shook it off. She was flirting with him and he was eating it up. She glanced at me and I took the hint. I quietly walked behind the bar and grabbed a bottle of rum. I held it up so she could see and she slightly nodded. I walked back to the doorway with the bottle behind my back and she excused herself from the bartender. She quickly grabbed my hand ran out the back door. She was laughed the whole time and it was music to my ears. She stopped near a large tree and lent against it. She grabbed the bottle out of my hands and opened it. She took a large swig from the bottle and smiled. 
“Perfect.” She said and handed it to me. I also took a large swig and smiled at her. 
“I get the feeling you’re not really supposed to be here.” I said and she shook her head. 
“Maybe, maybe not. You’ll never know.” She said, taking the bottle back. 
“Do you do this often?” I asked and she looked at me confused. 
“What?” She asked. 
“Steal bottles and drink them at rich people’s parties?” I asked, taking the bottle back from her. 
“Not really, only when I find a will accompless.” She smirked. 
“Do you get those often?” I asked and she shook her head. 
“No, you’re the first, actually.” She answered and I smiled. 
The two of us talked and passed the bottle back and forth for a bit. We ended up drinking half the bottle and were definitely feeling the effects. I had closed the bottle and placed it to the side. She was touching my chest and ended up wrapping her arms around my neck. I gently placed my hands on her waist and she giggled. 
“You’re so cute.” She said and I chuckled. 
“You’re cuter.” I said and she pulled me down so my forehead was resting on hers. The two of us stared at each other for a bit and I glanced at her lips. 
“Kiss me.” She whispered. I obayed her request and pushed my lips onto hers. She pulled me in closer and tangled her fingers in my hair. She pulled slightly and I moaned into her mouth. I held her waist tighter and she moaned. Her tongue slid along my bottom lip, begging for an entrance. I happily opened my mouth and our tongues explored each others mouths. I pulled her closer to me and we were pressed against each other. I let my hands go lower and gripped her ass. She moaned more and I smirked slightly. We were enjoying each other’s company and feeling each other up. Suddenly cold water hit the two of us and we pulled apart. Y/N screamed slightly and we looked around. The sprinklers had come on and they were currently getting us more and more wet. I grabbed Y/N’s hand and pulled her back to the house. She was giggling the whole time and I laughed with her. We got inside and weren’t too soaked, but it was noticeable. 
“Tommy? Why are you wet and what are you doing with Y/N?” Dad asked, looking at the two of us confused. 
“You know her?” I asked and my Dad looked at me confused. 
“Of course I do. She’s Y/N Y/L/N.” He said and my eyes widened slightly. 
“Your Father is Harry Y/L/N?” I asked and she shrugged with a slight blush. 
“Yep.” She giggled and my Dad sighed. 
“Do not tell me you got her drunk.” He said and I sighed. 
“We may have drank a bit…” I answered. 
“Malcolm, have you-” 
“Y/N, there you are!” Her Father walked into the hall that we were standing in. 
“Hi, Daddy!” She said, clearly too happy. 
“Are you drunk?” He asked and she just giggled. 
“Harry, I’m so sorry. It seems my son got your daughter drunk.” Dad said and her Father shook his head. 
“I’m sure it was Y/N’s idea. She’s quite the trouble maker.” He said and she rolled her eyes. 
“I’m not a trouble maker, Daddy.” She said and slightly fell. I wrapped my arm around her waist and held her up. 
“I’ll take her from here, son.” Her Father said. He took a hold of her and she stumbled slightly. 
“I have to take her home. It was a nice party, Malcolm.” He said and helped her walk off. 
“Bye, Tommy! It was nice meeting you!” She called as she left and was smiling brightly. My Dad looked at me as they left and he sighed. 
“Was it her idea?” He asked and I nodded. 
“I honestly thought she was a party crasher…” I admitted and he shook his head at me. 
“You’re lucky her Father isn’t mad at you.” He said and I smiled slightly. 
“I think he might even like you. So I hope you’ll want to see her again.” He said and walked off. I smiled to myself, I’d be happy to see her again.
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akariamai · 1 year
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Part 2
Pairing: Tommy Merlyn x Reader
Word Count: 1221
Meeting Tommy Merlyn was not something you expected to happen within your lifetime. You lived worlds apart despite living within Starling City for the entirety of your lives. He basked in the high life society while you primarily stayed cozied up within your condo. Your lives coinciding felt like a glitch. A sporadic moment in a hectic reality just waiting to drop a bombshell disrupting the peace you’ve ever known.
It began with a work email. Your catering business has somehow garnered the attention of one of the assistants working for Moira Queen. It was a surreal moment of your life as you could not fathom how they became aware of your business. To this day, it was still a mystery.
You worked your ass off for each piece to be perfect and delicious. You called up some friends to help you with delivering them to the Queen Mansion. You nor your friends have ever seen the mansion in person. Decorated so gratifyingly that it established an elite lifestyle. One you and your friends could only dream of but never touch. Thea Queen’s sweet sixteen would be the talk of the city and you had but a small part in making it the best day of her teenage years. You were thankful for this opportunity.
The door of the Queen Mansion was wide open. Busy bodies rushing back and forth with decorations barely being hung up. There he stood nearby the stairwell. He diligently surveyed the chaos stirring within the mansion. His only source of entertainment until the guest arrived. He wore an awfully expensive black tux. His presence radiated a sort of authority, a type you were vastly unfamiliar with.
Moira spotted the dishes and instantly began instructing you where to place the food. It was then that he noticed your semi-muscular frame. She attentively inspected your work for a solid second as your friends placed them onto the table, leaving you to verify the flawlessness of each piece. “These look wonderful.” She placed her hand onto your shoulder as you proceeded to unveil the rest. “That’ll be all.”
You nodded before responding, “Thank you.” That’s where it should’ve ended. A brief minute of residing in the same room at the same time. A moment where the planets and the fates and the stars aligned. Laying the groundwork for the glitch to spark an incomparable possibility. An unlikely  window of opportunity for magic to captivate even the utmost bachelor in all of Starling City.
He was spellbound by your beauty, enthralled by your stance, and intended to become acquainted with you. His good looks, he thought, would help drastically but much to his disappointment you’d barely looked at him as you leisurely fled the mansion. He attempted to woo you with his lifestyle and money but you weren’t taking the bait. In fact, you barely muttered a few words to him as he tried to dazzle you. It was slightly frustrating but something kept him from relenting.
Within the entirety of his womanizer life, women came easy for him. It was his last name attracting the attention of women or his ridiculously handsome face (at least he thought so) that usually did the trick. But his usual antics weren’t working. For the first time, he had to work for acknowledgement from a woman and he rather enjoyed it. The rush of knowing his time with you was limited and every action could either disconnect from each other's lives permanently or become the start of something new.
He knew your job ended the second you’d dropped the food off and rectified what could’ve been disturbed by the car ride. His window was slowly coming to a close and you’d be lost forever in the sea of women that inhabited the city. He needed to arrange for more time, allowing his charm to fulfill its purpose and enchant you into his arms.
“Can I have a business card?” You nodded, digging into your pocket and handing him the card one of your friends digitally designed. All you wanted was to cuddle into your bed while silently stressing over the review that would soon loom over your head. A terrible review from Moira Queen will utterly destroy your business. You were dying for the days to come to progress so you could know the fate of your business. You were so busy ensnared into your thoughts that you didn’t notice Tommy Merlyn was flirting with you. Frankly, a panic attack was undoubtedly ensuing your figure as you left.
It wasn’t until a few days later that you’d realized that Tommy Merlyn was trying to pursue you romantically and the thought initiated a hearty roar of laughter. You regarded it as utterly ridiculous. Enough so that you’d poked fun at the situation you’d found yourself in with your friends. Knowing nothing remotely romantic could unravel between the two of you, you dismissed his attempt as a spur of the moment relapse on his part. He wasn’t a one-girl type of guy. His past (and very public) relationships presented as such and you were not looking for a short time. You wanted something more intimate and profound. Something the man the media portrayed could not approach if he continued on with his lack of self-control.
Unexpectedly he popped back into your life as he contacted you. Hiring you for an event he’d be hosting and imparting an invitation to you and your friends. When you relay the message you’d experience endless teasing by your friends. It was, according to them, another chance to have Tommy swoon over you. You took their bantering in stride as nothing, absolutely nothing will occur between the two of you. You were searching for something more than merely sex and didn’t want to be included in his ever growing list of one-night stands nor suffer through the heartbreak that would possibly hover over the hypothetical relationship. It was just something you did not want to bear.
He was, without a doubt, charming in his own right. He’d fished for little nuggets of specifics. Details of one such as preferred hobbies, cherished memories, and everything in between. Nothing a person who desired a one-night stand would seek. He was different from what the media had plastered all over the television and magazines. He seemed genuine when he indicated his want to get to know you on a personal level. Even admitting the entire event was assembled to grasp a fraction of a chance to encounter one another again.
It only brought more questions than answers but with a little convincing from your friends, you decided to give him a chance. It progressed slowly. Dates at Big Belly Burgers and stolen kisses under streetlights. You’d realized just how big his heart was and how much love he could muster for the people around him. Almost too much as most was at the cost of his mental state. He recognized the amount of devotion you dedicate to cooking. So much so he once decided to cook for you. He captured your heart the second he tried to cook Fettuccine Alfredo using a cookbook he’d soon give to you.
An inconceivable relationship blossomed over a mere glitch in reality and you both thank whatever gods or fate for allowing such a circumstance to transpire.
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bi-bard · 2 years
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Nobody Likes a Secret, and I Was Always Yours - Tommy Merlyn Imagine (Supernatural)
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Title: Nobody Likes a Secret, and I Was Always Yours
Pairing: Tommy Merlyn X Reader
Based On: nobody likes a secret
Word Count: 786 words
Warning(s): cussing, argument
Summary: Tommy learns a very important lesson after he royally screws up. You can’t treat people like crap and expect it to never get thrown back in your face.
Author's Note: So. Started watching Chicago Med and I was reminded of how much I adore Colin Donnell
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I wasn't surprised when there was a loud knock on my apartment door.
I had seen it coming.
I rolled back my shoulders and picked up my glass of wine. I stopped in the mirror by my door. I grinned for a moment. I had just started to pull myself together. I was starting to feel comfortable in my own skin.
I took a deep breath before going and pulling open the door.
"Hi, Tommy," I said, not even a little slightly shocked at who was there.
"What the hell is wrong with you," he asked through gritted teeth.
"Ever the sweetheart," I rolled my eyes. "Get in here before you embarrass yourself."
"I could sue you for defamation of character," he snapped as I shut the door behind him.
I couldn't stop myself, I cackled.
"Defamation of character," I asked. He glared at me. "Tommy... I didn't even share an opinion."
Why was Tommy showing up ranting about defamation?
Well, I did an interview.
They asked about my relationship with him that had ended. It was a messy break-up. I had gotten so tired of being hidden away from everyone and watching him flirt with whoever he pleased.
He agreed to go public and exclusive. That only seemed to cause more tension. He didn't like being "dragged along with me". After an extremely messy fight, he left with a few choice insults and the slam of a door.
I could've shrugged everything off if he hadn't gone to the media.
When questions started getting asked, he decided to not explain his flirting and cheating but instead decided to call me a "fun fling" that turned slightly obsessive.
Thankfully, a few tabloids asked for my side of the story.
"All I did was share facts and my feelings regarding a situation," I shrugged. "I mentioned feeling hurt... betrayed. I never called you... what was the word... obsessive. Oh, and I never talked about your behavior in bed."
"You said I cheated on you-"
"Because you did. That's not new information. You just tried to downplay it."
"How do you explain the leaked information?"
"Leaked information," I asked. "Oh... you mean the texts and call logs and shit. I have no idea who did that."
"Don't play dumb-"
"I'm not," I shrugged. "There are so many hacking groups, Tommy. I hate to say it, I wouldn't be shocked if you or your dad pissed the wrong person off."
"Like you?"
"Tommy, I don't think you understand how stupid that decision would have been," I chuckled. "I'm not going to risk putting myself in some legal trouble because I don't have the money for it. I have someone looking into who got into my stuff, but I haven't gotten any information. Most tabloids are just excited to have more news."
"If I find out that you're behind this, I'll drag your ass to court."
"Better than being dragged through the tabloids," I shrugged.
He glared at me.
"You don't get it, do you," I asked. "You don't get why I'm so upset about that?"
No answer.
"You were used to the public eye," I explained. "You've been in the spotlight since you were a child. I haven't. My first experience was you calling me obsessive and a good fuck. All of that because I didn't want to be a secret forever and I drew a line at you cheating on me. Obviously, I'm fucking pissed. I can't go anywhere without getting weird looks from everyone. I've had old friends call me and insult me. You were so desperate to win that you didn't care who you hurt."
His glare fell.
"I loved you," I continued. "I could've said so many things. And I didn't. I stuck to the facts. I didn't share anything that I didn't know for certain happened. It's not my fucking fault that you treated me like shit and that the facts supported that."
"I... I-"
"Leave," I cut him off. "I don't wanna hear an apology or some sad love confession shit. I want to leave, and I want to move on from this."
He walked to the door without another word. I just stared at him as he left. The door slammed behind him, but I didn't flinch. It felt good.
As soon as he was gone, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I furrowed my eyebrows and checked the notification. I smiled and chuckled at the message.
From Felicity: Damn, that new stuff coming out about Tommy is wild. It's a shame someone managed to hate into your guys' messages and send them to the major news sources in the city with an anonymous tip... or whatever that person did.
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justcallmeely · 1 year
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We're Safe
Pairing: Oliver Queen x F!Reader Synopsis: Billionaire playboy, Oliver Queen and Billionaire playgirl Y/N Merlyn, has been considered dead for five years. Now, they have returned. But something, during those five years, has changed them into mysterious green hooded archers. warnings: Fluff, kissing, sex, s*ui*de, mentions of trauma and torture Characters: Oliver Queen, Reader, Tommy Merlyn, Thea Queen, Moria Queen, Walter, Laurel Lance, Quintin Lance, Sarah Lance Word count: 13.2k Words *also, English is not my first language so sorry if they're any grammar or spelling mistakes!*
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While running through the woods (Y/N) and Oliver try to get to were their are arrows are hidden. While making it to the location they see a boat and run over to their supplies. Olive r sticks his knife into the rock and she stands beside him. He grabs an arrow and passes it quickly on the rock so it could create a flame. He gets ready to shoot. When he lets go of the arrow, it lands in the pack of sticks they had placed there earlier and the sticks light on fire. It grabbed the attention of the 2 fishermen who were on the boat.
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"The name of the island they found us on is Lian Yu. It's Mandarin for 'purgatory'. "
The men slowly walk over to were the fire was as we were also walking towards them.
"We've been stranded here for five years. We've dreamed of our rescue every cold, black night since then."
We walk infront of the men and kneel.
"For five years, we've only had one thought, one goal, survive."
As the men looked at each other we took off our hoods slowly and looked up at them
"Survive and one day, return home."
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As we sat down with a blanket around us, one of the men brought us two cups of some warm tea
"The island held many dangers. To live, we had to make ourselves more than what we were to forge ourselves into a weapon. We are returning, not the boy and girl who was shipped wrecked but the man and woman who will bring justice to those who have poisoned our city."
The man walked away as we both looked back at the island.
"My name is Oliver Queen"
"And my name is(Y/N) Merlyn."
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Headline reads: Lost Billionaire's found"
-breaking- LOST BILLIONAIRE'S DISCOVERED IN NORTH CHINA SEA
"Oliver Queen and (Y/N) Merlyn are alive. The Starling City residents found by fishermen in the North China Sea five days ago. Five years after they were missing and presumed dead following of the accident at sea which claimed The Queens Gambit." Says the news anchor.
"Queen and Merlyn were a regular tabloid presences and fixtures at the Starling City club scene."
They show of Oliver and a random girl both drunk and with you behind them with a man and Tommy with you guys with two girls as well.
"Shortly before their disappearances, Queen was acquitted of assault charges stemming from a highly publicized drunken altercation with paparazzi. Queen is the son of Starling City billionaire Robert Queen who was also on board but now officially confirmed as deceased." He continues saying "(Y/N) Merlyn is the daughter of Starling City billionaire of Malcom Merlyn who is the CEO of Merlyn Global Group. (Y/N) is the COO of Merlyn Global Group and her brother Thomas Merlyn is the CFO of the Merlyn Global Group as well. (Y/N) is also a very famous model. She is known for her appearances on the runway and her looks in magazines. She always has the best outfits on."
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As I open my eyes I am blinded by the lights in the hospital. I look around and see my surroundings. I look outside and see the lights and building that weren't there before I left. I get up slowly and walk out of my room quietly as I make my way over to Olivers room. I walk in and I see him looking outside in awe. "Its beautiful isn't it." I say as I walked over to him and put one of my arms around his waist.
"Yeah, I cant believe how much has changed since we 'died', it's like a whole different world out there." He puts his arm around my waist as well and kisses my head. I smile and we stand there for a while admiring the new world we have come home to.
"Twenty percent of their bodies is covered in scar tissue. Second-degree burns on their back and arms. X-rays show at least 12 fractures that never properly healed on his body and about 15 on hers." The doctor tell Moira as they are looking at you and Oliver through the glass door.
"Have they said anything about what happened?" Moria asks the doctor.
"No, they've barely said anything." The doctor tells her and she looks back at you and Oliver. "Moira, I'd like you to prepare yourself. The Oliver and (Y/N) you lost might not be the one they found."
She takes a deep breath and opens the door.
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"Oliver?" We turn our heads to see Moria standing there. I step away from Oliver a bit and he holds my hand.
"Mom." He says to her. She walks over to him and he looks at me, I smile at him and give him the 'go on' face. He lets go of my hand and goes to hug his mother. They hug for about 2 minutes until she lets go of Oliver and she looks at me. She smiles while tears are filling her eyes.
"My beautiful (Y/N), oh my goodness, you look as gorgeous as ever my darling." She comes towards me and hugs me. I hug her back and she rubs my back gently.
"You looks amazing as well Moira" She pulls back and puts her hands on my shoulders.
"Well as much as you look gorgeous and beautiful, we should go home and get some food into you two, huh? How does that sound?" She places her hand on Olivers shoulder and keeps one on mine as she shakes us lightly.
"That sounds great Mom" He smiles at her and holds my hand again,
"Well I cant discharge you tonight so ill be back." She smiles at us again and walks out. We look at each other and we smile.
"We're home" He says and he smiles at me.
"We're Home" I repeat his words and I return his smile.
He brings me into a kiss and I kiss him back. I pull back and I put my hand on his cheek. "We should get some rest okay?" I gave him a quick peck on the lips and I start walking out of the room. He pulls me back gently and places a kiss on my lips and puts his hand on my cheeks.
"Don't go" He says while our foreheads are together.
I roll my eyes and I laugh "After 5 years I would've thought you would be tired of me, but no you're still as clingy as always." I smile at him while I look him in his beautiful blue eyes. " Okay fine."
I let go of his waist and go lay down on his hospital bed. "Well are you coming or not?" He smiles and get into the bed. He snuggles up next to me and places his head on my shoulder. I play with his now short hair and I start falling asleep.
God I miss being in a 'normal' bed.
The next morning, we get to Queen Manor. Oliver gets out and extends his hand out for me. I take his hand and get out the car. Me and Oliver go around the car to go pick up our cases. The driver is already there and Oliver stops him.
"I've got it." He tells the driver and proceeds to take our stuff. Oliver takes mine and hands it to me.
Moira opens the door.
"Your room is exactly as you left it. I never had the heart to change a thing." She says placing her stuff at the entrance table.
"Oliver, (Y/N)." We hear a man say. The voice was so familiar but so unfamiliar as well. Oliver looks at me and I just shrug my shoulders. "Its damn good to see you two'. Oliver looked at the man up and down. "It's Walter." He puts his hands out and shakes Olivers hand. He does the same to me. "Walter Steele."
"You remember Walter. Your fathers friend from the company." Moira says and he looks at Walter one more time before letting go of his hand and intertwining our fingers.
We walk over to Raisa, she's been working for his family for years and Oliver considers her as a second mother. And so do I. Ive considered her my second mother after my mom died.
"It's good to see you, Raisa." Oliver tells her and she takes our free hands and puts it into hers.
"Its really good to see you Rasia." I tell her as she brings me into a hug. "ya tak skuchal po tebe (ive missed you so much)." I can feel her smile.
"ya tozhe skuchal po tebe (Ive missed you as well)." She says as she pulls away from the hug and takes our hands again.
"Welcome home, Mr.Oliver and Ms. (Y/N)" She tells us "Mr.Merlyn phoned. He wants to join you for dinner."
"Wonderful" I hear Moira say all of a sudden. I jump a bit and Oliver noticed. We started laughing quietly.
We hear a thud come from upstairs. Oliver and I knew exactly who it was.
"Oliver (Y/N), did you hear that?" Moira says.
We walked closer to the stairs and waited for her to come down. We waited at the end of the stairs.
"Hey sis." Oliver tells Thea
"I knew it. I knew you were alive" She ran down the stairs to hug him. He let go of my hand so he would be able to catch her. Once he did he hugged her back. "I missed you so much."
"You were with me or should I say 'Us' the whole time" He tell her as she pulls back in confusion.
"Us? what do you mean u-" She looks over at me and I smile at her and open my arms. She looks at me like she's just seen a ghost. She runs into my arms and she hugs me. I hug her back and spun her around.
"You know I really missed you Chucky." I told her while everyone started laughing.
The reason I call Thea 'Chucky' is because Oliver calls her 'speedy' since she was always running around. Well this one time me and Oliver were babysitting her, she somehow got a knife and started chasing Oliver around with it.
-MEANWHILE WITH LAUREL-
"Come on Laurel. We're lawyers, not miracle workers. We cant win this" Anastasia tells Laurel as she looks through some mail.
"If we can win a class-action suit against a man who swindled hundreds of people out of their homes and life savings then were not fit to call ourselves a legal aid office." She continues to walk and look through the mail with Anastasia behind her.
"And if we go bankrupt in the process we won't be a legal aid office. Hunt has an army of lawyers and they are ready to bury us." Anastasia tries to reason with Laurel.
"You and I against and army. I love those odds." She says looking at Anastasia.
"Why do you hate me?" She walks away.
Laurel sits down as she looks at a board filled with information about Adam Hunt.
"And in other news, details as to the cast away story you've all heard about. The son and daughter of very wealth billionaires will soon become a legendary story. Jessica now has more details and the complete castaway story." The reporter says on the TV. Laurel gets up and walks over to the TV.
"The Queen's Gambit was last heard from more than 5 years ago. Mr.Queen and Ms.Merlyn have reportedly confirmed they were the only survivors of the accident that took the lives of seven people including local resident Sarah Lance. Survived by her sister Laurel-" Laurel cuts off the TV and walks away from the table of where the other people in the office were sitting.
-WITH YOU AND OLIVER AT THE QUEEN MANOR-
Oliver walks out the shower wearing a towel around his waist. His hair was still wet. When his fully walks out you can see his scars from the island. He walks in front of the window and looks outside.
"After five years, everything that was once familiar is now unrecognizable."
"The face I see in the mirror is a stranger."
-(FLASHBACK)-
There was a storm while on the boat. Robert was looking at the radar. He had a concerned look on his face. One of the crew members walks into the boat soaking wet. He walks over to Robert and starts talking.
"The storms a category 2. The captains recommending we head back." Says the crew member to Robert.
"Alright. Inform the crew." Robert says as the crew member walks away.
"Are we in trouble?" Oliver walks out of his room asking his father.
"One of us is." Robert responds as he walks over to his son. Oliver chuckles
"Ollie?" Sarah says walking out of the room with (Y/N) around her waist kissing her neck. She giggles while trying to move (Y/N). Sarah covers her robe as she see's that Robert is with him. "Where do you keep the bottle opener on this thing?" She asks him while (Y/N) is still placing small kisses on her neck. She giggles again still trying to move (Y/N).
"I'll be there in a minute Sarah. And (Y/N) don't eat her please" Oliver says pointing at them.
"No promises, Captain" She winks while walking away with Sarah.
Oliver turns to his father again and he continues speaking.
"That is not going to finish well. For either of them, or for you." Robert says.
-(END OF FLASHBACK)
I walk up to him and hug him from behind. I kiss his shoulder softly as I rub my hands up and down his arms as he gets dressed.
"You know I missed this. Us being together, and being able to be comfortable at home or should I say your home." I told him as he turned around hugging me around my waist and kissing my head.
"Our home (Y/N), our home." He says as he brings me into a hug and places his head on mine.
"You smell soooo good. Haven't smelled this smell in a while." We both burst out laughing.
"I know. You do too" We continue laughing and I slap his shoulder.
"Well loser im going to get ready for dinner." I tell him as I placed a kiss on his lips and walked away.
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Oliver is downstairs looking at old photos at the entrance of the house. He pick up a photo of him and his father when he was little. He hears the door open and looks up.
"What did I tell you? Yachts suck" It was Tommy. Olivers best friend. And (Y/N)'s brother.
Oliver puts the photo down and turns around smiling.
"Tommy Merlyn." Oliver says bringing Tommy in for a hug.
"I missed you buddy." Tommy hugs him as well and smiles.
"Hey Ollie? Do you know where I put my brooch? You know the one Tommy gave me?" I say while walking out of his room while putting on my earrings.
"Yeah its in your jewelry box." Oliver says while Tommy pulls away from their hug.
"Ya prosto blya zaglyanul tuda" I tell him in Russian.
(I just fucking looked in there).
"Ya znayu, chto eto posledneye mesto, kuda ty yego polozhil." He responds to me in Russian.
(I know that's the last place you put it)
"Khorosho, ya proveryu eto snova, a zatem mister. znayu vse eto" I respond back to him. I roll my eyes while throwing my hands up in the air.
(Fine i'll check it again then Mr. know it all)
Tommy looks at Oliver starstruck. Not only is his best friend is back, but his little sister is back, all grown up.
"Lets go eat" Oliver tells him as he puts his arm on his shoulder and they walk into the living room.
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I walked back into the room looking back inside my jewelry box. There it was. I put it on and I fixed my hair, I put some heels on and make my way downstairs. I walk downstairs and I hear some talking. I hear a voice, a voice that is familiar to me. I walked closer to the dining room and I see Thea.
I walk into the dining room and Oliver smiles at me. I smile back at him and walk over to Thea. We start talking and she compliments my pin
"That brooch is beautiful where'd you get it?" She asks me as we both look at it.
I take it off and show her. Its a beautiful butterfly brooch with my favorite colored diamonds on it. I show her the back and show her that my initials are engraved into it.
"Tommy gave it to me actually. For my 18th birthday." I hand her the pin so she can see it better.
"Wait are the diamonds real though?" She asks me and I laugh.
"Is that a real question Chucky? Obviously the diamonds are real, because diamonds are a girls best friend." I wink at her and she giggles. "You know Chucky, I missed you a lot. I missed our girl days and our chats." I say to her softly while smiling and putting my pin back on.
"I did too yk. I missed your advice and you wise words" Thea says and we both laugh. I hug her and she hugs me back.
"I love you T.T" I smiled as I hugged her. I can feel a smile on her face as well.
I let go as I hear footsteps. I see Oliver and I hug him.
"I see you find the brooch jellybean." Tommy. I smile at the words that came out of his mouth.
"Yes I did Bear." I hug him.
"I missed you jellybean." Tommy says as he hugged me.
"I missed you too Bear" I told him and he hugged me tighter. I can feel the air of my lungs escape. "Tommy. if you don't put me down ill chop your head off." He looked at Oliver and he gave him the "she'll do it" face to Tommy.
Tommy puts me down while having a terrified look on his face.
"Ill never do that to you bear." I pat his cheek as I walked over to the table.
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"Okay what else did you miss. Super bowl winners, Giants, Steelers, Saints, Packers, Giants again. A black president, that's new. Oh, and "Lost," they were all dead, I think" Tommy says chuckling.
"What was it like there?" Thea asks as she looks at both of us. Everyone gets quiet looking at both of us. Oliver looks at me and I shrug my shoulders.
"Cold." Oliver responds dryly.
"Tomorrow you, me and (Y/N), we're doing the city. You two have a lot to catch up on." Tommy says as he points his fork at us.
"That sounds like a great idea." Moira speaks up and looks at us again. I grab my glass of wine and chuckle.
"Good. Then I was hoping to swing by the office." Oliver tell Moira. Walter stop drinking his wine and she nods raising her glass.
"Well, there's plenty of time for all that. Queen Consolidated isn't going anywhere." Walter says to Oliver and I just shake my head sipping my wine once again.
Raisa walks in and trips on the carpet. She had a bowl of fruits in her hand but Oliver catches it.
"Oh, I am so sorry, Mr. Oliver." Raisa tells Oliver with remorse.
"Ne bespokoytes'" He tells Raisa with a smile on his face. Everyone at the table was shocked, even Rasia.
(Its no worry)
"Dude, you speak Russian?" Tommy asks him in surprise.
"I didn't realize you took Russian in college, Oliver." Walter says.
"I didn't realize you wanted to sleep with my mother, Walter." Oliver tells him. I almost spit my wine out in shock to what he just said.
"Im sorry" I start coughing and Oliver stands up to check on me but I push him away.
"Im okay im okay." I cough one last time as I wipe my mouth with the napkin.
Thea chuckles a bit and sits back. "I didn't say anything." Thea tells Moira and Walter.
"She didn't have to." Oliver responds to her.
"Oliver, Walter and I are married and I didn't want you to think that either of us did anything to disrespect your father." Moira says as she grabs Walters hand and looks at him.
"We both believed that Robert like you was, uh, well gone." Walter says.
"Its fine." Oliver says nodding at Moira. I took his hand lightly and intertwined our fingers. He looks down and smiles at me.
He lets go of my hand and stands up. "May I be excused?" He asks Moira, as she nods at him. I look at him walk away. I wait for him to leave the room.
"Hey, don't forget about tomorrow, buddy" Tommy says patting his arm. He winks at Thea then walks away.
I get up as well. "May I be excused as well please?" I asked Moria and she nods at me as well. I lip to her 'Im going to go check on him'. "Thank you Moira, dinner was lovely." I hugged Thea and Tommy as I walked out.
"It was my pleasure honey" She nods and smiles at me
"You too jellybean, don't forget." He tells me while patting my arm as well.
"Don't worry Thomas ill be there." I laugh as I walked out the dining room.
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I walked up the stairs to Olivers room. I open the door and see him sitting on his bed. I sit next to him and rub his back lightly. He had his hands in his head.
"you okay?" I asked him gently.
"Yeah I just needed to get away you know?" He tells me. I nod understanding.
"Yeah I know." I say placing my head on his shoulder.
"Everything is just so..." He says trying to look for the correct word to say.
"Different? yeah I know. We've been gone 5 years and everything's changed." I take his hand and start playing with it.
"We should get some sleep. Tommy's going to be on our asses if we don't show up tomorrow." he says laughing at his own comment. I laugh along with him.
He hides his pain away with comedy. And I do too.
We get ready for bed. I lay down and he lays down next to me.
"I missed laying down on my own bed. Especially with you." He says bringing me into a kiss.
"I know. I missed it too. But look at where we are now. Here. Together." I say kissing him back.
"Goodnight Ollie."
"Goodnight (Y/N/N)" He kisses me once more time and I cuddle up next to him and fall asleep.
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As the rain was pouring and the lightning was striking. Oliver lays on the floor with the window open.
-(FLASHBACK)-
"One, two, three. Its getting closer" Sarah tells Oliver with (Y/N) on her side holding champage.
"That's not very scientific." Oliver says taking a sip out of his cup.
"What would you know about science, Mr. Ivy League dropout?" (Y/N) says while taking a sip out of her cup as well.
"Yeah what would you know?" Sarah says.
"I happen to know alot about science. I know about fermentation. I know biology." He kisses (Y/N) and then Sarah.
"Laurel's gonna kill me. Oh, she's so gonna kill me." She smiles putting her cup down.
"Your sister will never know" Oliver says.
"Exactly, if she never finds out, she cant do anything." (Y/N) says kissing her and smiling. Sarah kisses back.
"That's true." She smiles at (Y/N) then Oliver.
"Come here" He takes both Sarah and (Y/N) down and gets on top of both of them. They both start to laugh.
The lights turn off.
"Okay, that one was really close." Sarah says freaking out a little bit.
"Yeah Ollie, that one was really close." (Y/N) says looking at him.
"Sarah, (Y/N) you're going to be fine." He says reassuring both of the girls and kisses them.
All of sudden the boat starts to tilt and they all fall off the bed onto the wall.
Sarah and (Y/N) both scream slamming into the wall. Oliver was able to grab (Y/N). (Y/N) extend her arm to grab Sarah but it was too late. Sarah fell.
They both swim to the top where a safe boat was.
"SARAH!" (Y/N) and Oliver yell out.
"(Y/N)! OLIVER!" We can hear the voice of Robert yelling out her name. Robert put out his arm so he was able to pull Oliver in.
The crew member also put his hand out and helped (Y/N) get onto the safe boat.
"No! No! No! Dad shes out there!" Oliver says in panic.
"Shes not out there." Robert says.
"SARAH!" Oliver yells out one last time.
Oliver collapses into (Y/N) arms and starts crying.
The boat falls slowly into the ocean.
-(END OF FLASHBACK)-
"Oliver? Oliver.? Oliver wake up." I say trying to wake him up. Moira and Walter are behind me trying to see whats wrong. "Oliver. Ollie-" He wakes up and puts his hand on my throat. I start coughing while Walter and Moira are help me up.
He moves back quickly realizing what he'd just done. "Im sorry. Im so, sorry." He says looking down in disappointment.
"Its okay. Its okay." I say as i get closer to him bringing him into a hug.
"Its alright sweetheart. Youre home. Youre home." Moira says. She and Walter walk out. Leaving me and Oliver alone in the room again.
"(Y/N) I am so sorry. I didnt mean it i swear its just that i had a nightmare and you were in it and-" I shushed him and brought him into a hug. I kiss his head gently as the rain is coming in through the window.
"Youre safe now. Okay, im safe. We're safe. Im here, alive and well." I tell him while smiling at him gently.
"Yeah. Its just it was a flash back to when the boat drowned and you waking me up just like activated my fight or flight. Im so sorry. Is your neck okay." He say worryingly looking at me and checking my neck for any bruises.
"Ollie. Ollie look at me, im fine dont worry. okay im okay." I reassure him one last time until getting up and closing the window. "Lets change your clothes and get to bed okay?" Oliver grabs some clean clothes and changes. I do the same thing and we lag back down in bed.
This time, i wait for him to fall asleep before i do.
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I wake up to the light of the sun hitting my face. I feel a large pair of hands around my waist. I turn around and see Oliver. I smile and run my hands through his now short hair. I can hear his soft snores. The sunlight hitting his face. I smile as I admire his beauty.
"Good Morning" I hear him say while having his eyes closed.
"Good Morning" I smile at him. "Did you sleep well?" I asked while still playing with his hair.
"I slept great, how about you?" He asks placing a kiss on my lips.
"I slept amazing." I smiled at him.
"I could get used to this view." He says kissing me again and rolling us over so he could be on top.
I kiss him back and respond, "I could get used to this view as well."
We continued kissing for a while until the kisses became more deep and passionate. I started taking off his shirt and he did the same to me. By this time, we are both naked and still kissing. He starts moving down to my neck, I let out a soft moan.
"Fuck..." I say softly. I can feel him smirk on my neck. He continues to kiss my neck, knowing he's leaving hickys on my neck.
He makes his way down my body, kissing it slowly. He makes it to my pussy. He kisses down my thighs running his fingers on the side of my body. I let a gasp out while arching my back to the wonderful feeling of his lips touching my skin.
He makes his way up my body and stops at my pussy. He licks my clit gently while putting my leg on his shoulder. He pulls his tongue away from my clit, he inserts two fingers while placing his left thumb on my clit. He moves his fingers in and out of my pussy. He slowly starts to move his thumb around my clit. I arch my back and let out a moan.
"Ollie.. Oh my.." I let out while running my fingers through his hair.
He quickens his pace. Im about to let out a moan but I cover my mouth with my hand and my other hand is grabbing the sheets. I can feel myself climaxing.
"Fuck im about cum Oliver." I say covering my mouth again.
"Cmon baby" He says while going quicker.
I cum on his finger and he licks them off. He moves back up to me and starts kissing me again. I kiss him back and place my hands on his back.
"I need you in me Oliver." I whisper in his ear and he smirks at me again.
He alines himself with my pussy. He looks at me, all I see behind those ocean blue eyes is lust, passion and his love for me. He puts his dick in me and I grip the sheets, letting out a loud moan from my mouth. He covers my mouth with one of his hands while we move our hips.
I flip him over, im now on top of him. I move my hips slowly while throwing my head back gently. He grabs my boobs and starts playing with them. He cups one of them and starts licking my nipple. I gasp at the feeling and cover my mouth so no one could hear us.
I lift my head back up and place my hands behind his head while riding him slowly. I hear feel him moan softly. He grabs my waist softly and starts moving my hips faster. I can feel him becoming desperate. We both move our hips quickly as we ride out each others climaxes.
"Fuckkkkk..." He says while we cum together.
"Oh my god." I say while out of breath.
I start kissing him again. He grabs my hips again and flips us over so he's on top. He alines himself with my pussy again. He inserts his dick again and starts at a quick pace. I copy his pace and I start kissing him so neither of us would moan loudly out of pleasure. We move our hips at the same pace.
Our rhythm starts to become sloppy. We slow down a bit.
"Fuck baby, im about to cum." I say while bringing him into another kiss.
He lays his body against mine and picks down the pace. I could feel his and mine climaxes come along. Oliver slows down the pace which lets me know that he's cumming. He lays his head on my chest while riding out his climax
We are more out of breath the before. He lifts his head and smiles at me.
"That was amazing" He says kissing my nose then my lips.
"It really was." I say smiling.
"We should get ready." He says while getting up from the bed and extending his arm out. Helping me get up as well. We head to the bathroom and get ready for the day.
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When we are done, we walk back into his/ our room and put some clothes on. I put on a plain white turtle neck sweater-dress with a gold Chanel chain belt on. I put on knee-high snake/black leather boots. I let my hair out and put on some light makeup.
Oliver goes to his side of the bed and grabs his case.
"What are you doing?" I ask crossing my arms and looking down at him.
"Im looking for something." He says while putting the combination in. He puts the lock down and opens it. He unwraps the cloth and picks up a notebook. He looks at he briefly and puts it back down. He grabs a honzen that he wanted to give Thea back on the island. He gets up and I follow him out.
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Oliver knocks on Theas door while holding my hand. We could hear some quick shuffling and we look at each other confused. Oliver opens the door. He walks in and I walk behind him a bit.
"Ollie." Thea says with a smile on her face
"No one's called me that in a while, Speedy." He says walking closer to her.
"Worst nickname ever." She says while rolling her eyes jokingly.
"I think its pretty cute" I said while smiling.
"(Y/N)!" She says while bringing me into a hug.
"What, always chasing around after you as a kid. I thought it fit pretty well. Maybe it still does" Oliver says while I pull away from me and Theas hug.
I look over at Theas friend who seems to be frozen. I gave her a strange look then I look back at Thea. "Is she okay T?" I point at her friend. Thea looks at her and rolls her eyes.
"Im sorry, she's just a huge fan of you." Thea says trying to get her friends attention.
"Hi hello" I say waving at her.
"Omg Hi Hi." She says taking my hand and shaking it pretty roughly.
"Oh-" I let out and shake her hand. "Quite the grip you got there babe, you'd make a great business woman with that firm handshake." I say chuckling.
"Would I?" She asks me.
"Of course yeah, you can be whatever you want to be" I wink at her and she looks at Thea.
"See you at school Speedy." She says practically skipping out the room. I laugh and turn back to Thea and Oliver.
"Sorry about her." Thea says to me and Oliver.
"Don't worry, I loved her She's so cute. Make sure to tell her that." I say laughing.
"I have something for you." Oliver says pulling out the Hozen.
"You did not come back from a deserted island with a souvenir." Thea says crossing her arms looking at Oliver.
"Its a Hozen. And in Buddhism, it symbolizes reconnecting. I kept it in hopes that one day it could reconnect me with you." He hands the the Hozen to Thea.
"A rock. That is sweet. You know I want one of those T-shirts that say my friend and sister were castaways. All I got was this crappy shirt." Tommy says walking in and smiling at all three of us.
"Don't let him get you into too much trouble. You two just got back, take it slow." She says hugging both of us individually.
Tommy clears his throat. "The city awaits." Oliver nods.
"You're so annoying you know that right." I tell Tommy as we all walk out.
Oliver takes my hand and intertwines our fingers again.
"Do you notice how hot your sister's gotten?" Tommy says pointing back at the door. Oliver turns back to him with his lips together. "Because I have not." Tommy says. I let out a laugh while we walk out.
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We are driving through the city.
"Your funerals blew." Tommy says while driving. Oliver looks over at him smiling.
"Did you get lucky" Oliver asks him.
"Fish in a barrel. They were so sad and huggy-" Tommy says while laughing
"Omg No" I say.
"No." Oliver says squeezing his eyes together.
"- And I am counting on another target rich environment for your welcome-bash." Tommy says putting his eyes on the road.
"At our what?" Oliver asks in confusion.
"You guys came back from the dead. This calls for a party. You tell me where and when. Ill take care of everything." Tommy says as me and Oliver both shake our heads.
We pull up to the Glades.
"This city's gone to crap. You know, you're dad sold his factory just in time. And why'd you want to drive through this neighborhood anyway?" Tommy asks Oliver.
"Tommy." I say rolling my eyes and sitting back.
"No reason." Oliver says looking outside.
"So what'd you two miss the most. Steaks at the Palm, drinks at the station? Meaningless sex?" Tommy asks.
"Not you that's for sure." I answer and laughed.
"Haha so funny jellybean" Tommy says sarcastically.
"Laurel." Oliver answers and my smiled practically dropped. Oliver told me he was over her.
"Everyone is happy you're alive. You want to see the one person who isn't?" Tommy asks him.
Oliver justs shrugs.
-(WITH LAUREL)
"Laurel, I just got this from Hunts lawyers." Anastasia says taking Laurels arm. She hands her the files. "They filed a change of venue. We are now in front of Judge Grell." She claps her hands together looking over at Laurel.
"Hunt funded Grells reelection campaign. He's got Grell in the back of his pocket." Laurel says handing the file back to Anastasia.
"You know, its fun being your friend. I get to tell you I told you so a lot." She says brings Laurel into a side hug.
"No. Adam Hunt isn't smarter than we are." She says trying to prove her point.
"No, he's just richer and willing to commit multiple felonies." Anastasia says.
"We don't need to go outside the law-" Laurel says before Anastasia cuts her off.
"To find justice. Your dads favorite jingle" She says rolling her eyes.
Anastasia walks away. Laurel turns around and her smile drops as she sees Oliver.
"Hello, Laurel." Oliver says with a smile on his face.
-(OUTSIDE WITH OLIVER AND LAUREL)-
"You went to law school. You said you would." Oliver says while they walk.
"Yeah everyones proud." Laurel says not trying to make it seem like she cares.
"Adam Hunt's a heavy hitter. You sure you want to get into the ring with him" Oliver looks at her while asking.
"Five years and you wanna talk about Adam Hunt." Laurel says blankly.
Oliver shakes his head. "No. Not really" He smiles a bit stopping.
"Why are you here Ollie?" She asks while turning to look at him.
"To apologize." He says plainly. "It was my fault. I wanted to ask you not to blame her or (Y/N)."
"For what? Falling under your spell? How can I possibly blame her or (Y/N) for doing the same things that I did?" Laurel says.
"I never meant to-" Oliver tries to say but Laurel cuts him off.
"She was my sister. And (Y/N) was my best friend." She said. "I couldn't be angry they were dead. I couldn't grieve because I was so angry. That's what happens when your sister and best friend die while screwing your boyfriend" She tries to hold in her tears. "We buried an empty casket, because her body was at the bottom of the ocean. Where you left her. It should've been you."
Oliver takes in everything she said. "I know its too late to say this, but im sorry." He says to her with sincerity.
"Yeah im sorry to." Laurel says with tears in her eyes. "I'd hope you'd rot in hell a whole lot longer than five years." She says walking away from him.
"How'd you think that was going to go, Tommy?" She says to Tommy while walking into the office.
"About like that." He says.
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We all walk into where Tommy had parked the car.
"Okay, so we took care of that. Good call." He says while walking towards the car. "Now we make up for lost time."
I walk beside Tommy looking down at my feet while walking to the car.
"If you're not too sick for fish, I suggest we find some leggy models and eat sushi all day." Tommy says. "What do you say-"
A van pulls up behind us quickly.
"What the hell?"
I turn back around and see two guys with red devil masks and a gun. They point the gun at me and I put my hands up.
They shoot Tommy. I was relived that they're tranquilizers and not actual bullets.
I run over to the guys and knock down one of them. I jump on the guy who shot Tommy and put him in a black widow submission move. I can feel his body go limp and I let go slowly just incase he wasn't actually passed out. I get down and the guy drops on the floor next to the other guy.
I see the guy that I knocked down get up and shoots Oliver with a tranquilizer as well. I look at Oliver on the floor. Then I feel something hit my neck and I touch the spot. I got hit.
"Shi-" I managed to get out before hitting the floor. Hard.
Oliver isn't fully down and he sees a guy who comes from the back door of the restaurant and another masked guy shoots him. Oliver then passes out.
-(FLASHBACK)-
"Here. Drink" Robert passes a water bottle to Oliver.
"What the hell are you doing? That's all we've got." Says a crew member almost yelling at Robert.
Oliver hands me the water bottle and I take a sip.
"If anybody's making it out of here, its going to be them." Robert tells him. "Im sorry.I thought id have more time. Im not the man you think I am. I didn't build our city. I failed it. And I wasn't the only one." When he said that last sentence he looked at me. I knew instantly he was talking about my father.
-(END OF FLASHBACK)-
"Mr.Queen. Mr Queen!" "Ms. Merlyn. Ms.Merlyn." I hear a voice calling. I open my eyes slowly. I open my eyes and it was still dark.
Someone takes the the bag off of my head. My hair flys onion my face and I throw my head back to move the hair out my face. I hear a taser and I look over at Oliver. They placed us next to each other. I look around at my surroundings.
"Did your father survive that accident?" The masked guy asked.
I see Tommy passed out on a wooden thing with his hands tied behind his back.
"I asked a questions. You give me answers." The guys gets closer to Olivers face.
I move my wrists around and try to get loose from the zip ties. He tases Oliver.
"Did he make it to the island? Did he tell you anything?" He looks at Oliver while breathing heavily. I finally get free from the zip ties and get up with out the other guys noticing.
"Hey um excuse me sir. I really I have to use the bathroom is it this way or this way" I point in different directions.
"Yeah they're just over the-" He realizes that im free. I break the chair over his back and grab two broken legs and stab the other two guys with it. I clap my hands together. "That was easy." I laugh while untying Oliver. I put them in a corner and zip tie them.
-(AT QUEEN MANOR)
"So that's your story, a guy in a green hood flew in and single-handedly took out three armed kidnappers." Detective Lance asked us. "I mean, who is he? Why, why would he do that?"
"I don't know." Oliver says.
"Find him and you can ask him." I tell Detective Lance with my arms crossed and a serious look on my face.
"Yeah. What about you? You see the hood guy?" Lance asks Tommy.
"I saw... just movement." Tommy says still trying to wrap his head around everything. "Everything blurry. I, I was kinda out of it." Oliver looks at Tommy then at Lance
"Its funny isn't it. One day back and already somebody's gunning you two." Lance says looking at both of us. "Aren't you popular?"
"Were you able to identify the men?" Moira steps in asking Lance.
"Scrubbed identities, untraceable weapons." Says Lances partner. "These were pros."
"Yeah." Lance says. "Well, they probably figured you'd pay a kings ransom to get your boy back or a Queens ransom as it were." Lance looks a Moira. "After all a parent would do anything to keep their child safe." Lance says looking at Oliver.
"I don't find your tone appropriate, detective." Moira says.
"I mean you would know about wanting to keep you child safe right Quentin. You have two of your own right? Or should I say one?" I look at Lance with a straight face.
Lance was about to say something but Walter stands up from his seat and walks closer to Lance,
"If Oliver and Ms.Merlyn can think of anything else, we'll be in touch. Thank you gentleman for coming." Walter says, putting his hands in his pocket while looking at Lance and his partner.
Lance scoffs and puts the drawing away. Oliver gets up and straightens his clothes. I stand up as well.
"Your luck never seems to run out, does it?" He says looking at both of us. Raisia walk the men out of the house.
"Im going home now." I say while walking to Moira. "Thank you for having me Moria, it was a pleasure staying over and getting to see you again." I tell her while hugging her and kissing both of her cheeks.
"Why leaving so soon hun?" Moira asks with sad eyes.
"I have to see my dad. I haven't seen him since I got back." I told her and she brings me into a hug.
"Okay, be careful hun okay? and remember this will always be your home okay." She says.
"Okay." I say walking away without saying anything to Tommy or Oliver.
-(WITH OLIVER IN HIS ROOM)-
Oliver sits at his desk searching up everything he can find on Adam Hunt. He looks at a piece paper but then puts it down. He sees a picture of you and him and another photo of him and Laurel. He flips over his fathers book and he sees that Adams name is in it.
"You are different. Not like you to read a book." Raisa says walking into his room with a tray in her hand. Oliver flips over the book and closes the tab he was on. He sits back and smiles.
"I misses you Raisa." He says.
"No kitchen on the island." She says.
"No. No friends either. Except (Y/N), but she's not really a friend she's more like my.." Oliver says trying to find the word.
"Your girlfriend?" She says smiling at her.
"Yeah. My girlfriend." He says smiling. 'My girlfriend' he says again in his head.
"Hey. Thank you." He says getting up and grabbing the tray from Raisa. She smiles and nods at him. "Do I really seem different?" He asks her putting the tray down on his bed.
"No. You're still a good boy." She says.
"Oh I think we both know I wasn't."
"But a good heart"
"I hope so. I want to be the person you told me I could be."
-(WITH YOU AT THE MERLYN MANOR)
I walk into to my house. I look around and see that everything's still the same. I put my jacket on the coat rack and I walk in.
I look around at all the photos my dad has of me and Tommy when we were younger. I smile and cross my arms while browsing through the photos. I come across this one photo of me and my mom. I take it and look at it. I smile at it while running my fingers on the frame. I can feel tears forming in my eyes but I hold them back just in case someone sees me. I hear the front door open. I hear my dads voice. He was on the phone. I keep looking at the photo waiting him to walk into the room.
Since the room was kind of dark, only a little light from the dining room came into the living area.
He sighs as he puts his coat on the coat rack. He walks into the living area and sees a figure.
"Who are you?" He says stopping in his tracks, trying to make out my figure.
"That's no way to greet your daughter. Dad." I say as I turn around to look at him. I place the picture back on the table.
"Jellybean? Is that really you?" He asks me on the verge of tears. He looks rough. He had red eyes, eye bags, crooked tie, messed up shirt, stains on the shirt.
He brings me into a hug. He reeks of alcohol and Big Belly Burger. He was sweating. I hug him back but eventually pull back. I couldn't stand the smell he had.
"I missed you so much jellybean. Everythings been falling apart ever since you disappeared. Ive been falling apart since you left.I felt lost. The same way I felt when your mother died." He says. I nod understanding his hurt.
"Did you leave Tommy alone? Like you left us when mom died?" I ask him crossing my arms. He nods disappointedly.
"Fucking shit dad. are you serious right now. Just because you were hurt and broken I was gone. didn't mean leave your son alone to grieve my so on so 'death' alone just because you couldn't handle it. You're such a dick you know that right." I scoff and start walking out.
"(Y/N) wait!-" He says running after me.
"Dad go take a shower and get some sleep. Call me when your fucking sober." I tell him grabbing my coat off the coat rack and walking out of the house.
I hop on my motorcycle and put my helmet off.
-(WITH OLIVER)
Oliver walks out of the house but Moira stops him.
"Oliver, I wanna introduce you to someone." She says reaching out for his hand. Walter stands next to her. A man who had a serious look on his face. "John Diggle. He'll be accompanying you from now on." She says smiling at him.
"I don't need a babysitter." Oliver says looking at both Walter and Moira.
"Darling, Oliver's a grown man. And if he doesn't feel he needs armed protection-" Walter couldn't finish before Moira interrupted him.
"You know, I understand, but this is something I need." She says looking at Walter then back at Oliver.
Oliver looks at John.
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"So.. What do I call you" Oliver asks John.
"Diggle's good." Diggle responds to Oliver. "Dig of you want."
"You're ex-military?" Olivers asks Diggle
"Yes, sir. 105th airborne out of Kandahar, retired." Diggle says keeping his eyes on the road. "Been in the private sector for a little more than four years now. I don't want there to be any confusion Mr.Queen. My ability to keep you from harm will outweigh your comfort. Do we have an agreement? Sir?" Diggle looks at the mirror then looks back. He sees Oliver isn't in the back anymore. He stops the car and gets out. He opens the back door and looks inside.
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Oliver walks with a duffle bag and a book bag. He looks around to see if there is anyone around. He makes it to Queen industrial. He throws his bags over and hops over the fence. He picks up both bags and puts them on his shoulder.
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Oliver opens the doors into the factory and walks in. They're are papers everywhere. He looks down and sees that he step on an 'Annual Report' with his dads face on it.
'The abduction was unexpected. It forced me to move up my plans. But what I told the police was true. The man with the green hood was there in that warehouse and he was just beginning.'
Oliver makes a hole in the floor. He grabs a package and drops it with a rope in a big space. He starts tearing up floors.
He powers up the lights. He sets everything up.
He looks at the computer with a map and goes to another computer that he uses to hack.
He puts some safety goggles on and sits down near where his arrows are. He starts sharpening them.
he starts working out. (I did not feel like writing everything did in this scene.)
He takes the case that he brought from Lian-Yu out. He takes his bow out and examines it. He walks over next to the table and throws tennis balls at the wall. He throws arrows at the tennis balls. When he stops he hit all the balls ;).
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Oliver finished training and sits down. He sits down in front of the TV.
"The suit alleges that Hunt committed multiple acts of fraud and theft against the city's underprivileged." Says the new anchor.
Oliver looks at the book that had the names in it.
"Laurel Lance, an attorney for the city necessary-"
'Adam Hunt. His crimes go deeper than fraud and theft but he's been able to bully, bribe or kill anyone who's gotten in his way. He hasn't met us yet.' Oliver grabs his suit and puts it on.
-(WITH YOU AT YOUR PENTHOUSE)-
I walk into my house and all the lights are turned off. My dad must've not wanted to give it away. I put my jacket on the coat rack and my keys in my key bowl.
"Its cold in here" I say to myself as I fully walk in. I walk up the stairs and go to my room. I hop into the shower and change. I put on a 1995 Chanel cropped jacket with some ripped blue jeans. I do my hair and walk downstairs. I walk into the kitchen and walk to the fridge.
"Marge?" I say yelling out for my AI.
"Welcome back Ms. Merlyn." Marge says.
"Its good to be back Marge" I say smiling.
"Marge mind playing my playlist for me?" I ask her.
"I do not mind at all Ms.Merlyn." She says.
-Playing Back to Black-
I start singing along to the song. I move my hips side to side
"You go back to her and I go back to" I sing along while grabbing stuff out the fridge.
I hear something fall over and I stop.
"Marge. Lower the music." I say quietly and she lowers the music.
I grab my katana that Oliver gave me from its stand. I take off my heels and start walking slowly outside. I hear rubbling. I walk into my foyer and see a large figure in a suit. They lights of my dining room were off so I couldn't see properly.
"Ill give you three seconds to reveal yourself or ill chop you up into pieces." I say walking closer to the dining room.
I jump on the person and do the black widow submission hold. I can feel the person become limb and I slowly get off and I drag the person to the kitchen and sit them on the chair in the kitchen. I take off their hood and I see their face.
"What the fuck." I say in disbelief. Its Oliver. The last person I want to see. I put my heels and continue to cook.
I pour myself a mega pint of wine in my glass. I wipe my head and look at Oliver.
'What the actual fuck was going to plan on doing.' I say to myself. I just continue cooking.
I drink my wine and stare at Oliver. He starts moving and grunts. by this time I've finished eating
"Sleeping beauty's alive! What a surprise." I say sarcastically while taking a sip of my wine.
"What the hel-" He looks at me in shock.
"What didn't expect me to be in my house Oliver?" I say while finishing my food.
I get up and put my plate and fork in the dishwasher.
"Do you want some or?? because I made a lot and im not going to eat more." I say blankly not looking at him.
"Well? Are you going to explain what you're doing breaking into my house Oliver?" I look at him taking another sip of my wine.
"Oliver? Why aren't you call me Ollie hun?" Oliver says sitting up.
"I don't know" I shrug. "Cause I don't want to I guess."
Oliver grunts in pain and clutches his chest.
"Hold on let my fix that up for you." I say grabbing the first aid kit from under the sink.
I pull up the chair in front of him. I take off his hood and his shirt. I open the kit and grab the thread and needle. I start to stitch his shoulder. I don't ask him about anything that happened.
"If I get your blood on my jacket im making you buy me a new one." I say while concentrating on stitching his shoulder.
"Okay will do." He says.
I finish stitching him up and I start putting the stuff away. I bandage him up just in case.
"Why are you mad at me hun?" He asks me while taking my hand softly.
I snatch my hand away softly and get up.
"Im not mad. Im completely fine." I say putting the first aid kit away.
"You don't seem fine (Y/N)." He says looking at me as I throw away the stuff with blood.
"I don't know, would I be fine if my boyfriend comes back from the dead with me and the first thing he wants to do when he comes back is go to see his ex girlfriend. AFTER telling me you were over her. No I don't think im fine 'hun'" I roll my eyes at him.
"I-" He was about to start talking but I cut him off.
"Can you just.. leave please. I want to be alone right now." I say.
"I-" Oliver was about to say something again.
"Just leave please." I tell him and he grabs his stuff and leaves.
I down the rest of my wine. This is going to be a longgg night.
-(IN THE MORNING WITH HUNT)
"He was wearing a hood, a green hood. And he had a bow and arrow." Hunt says to Lance and his partner. "What you don't believe me? That maniac put two of my men in the hospital."
"Well thanks for your statement."Lance says as Hunt hands over the arrow to his partner. "We'll put an APB on... Robin Hood." He says looking at the arrow and back and Hunt.
"Hey, pal. Im not some grocer who got take for his register. I go to the front of the line. Now he said he would be here by 10pm. Make sure you're here first." Hunt says as Lance nods his head. "You can coordinate with Mr. Drakon my new head of security." Hunts points to a man who is wearing all black and a leather jacket with gloves. He had his hands on his hips.
"Alright well uh thanks for your time." Lance smirks and walks out with his partner.
"It looks like Queen and Merlyn were telling the truth." Says Lances partner.
"Yeah well there's a first time for everything." Lance says as they walk to the elevator. "This hooded guy comes looking for trouble, he'll find it.
-(WITH YOU)
You wake up to rustling nosies. You get up quickly with a knife in your hand. You wake up to see Tommy opening your blinds.
"What the actual fuck Thomas." I say blocking the afternoon sun out of my face with the hand I have my knife in.
"Cmon Jellybean, its 5pm and your party is in 3 hours." He says sitting next to me.
"Can I just stay here? Im not really in a party mood right now bear." I lay back down and put the comforter over my face.
"Nope, nope nope we are not doing this. Oliver told me what happened." He says taking the comforter off and dragging me off the bed. "The maids are here to clean so you have to get up."
"ya ub'yu tebya golymi rukami" I say under my breath while walking to my bathroom.
(Im going to kill you with my bare hands.)
"What was that?" He says.
"Etot ostrov pokazal mne mnogo veshchey, i ya sobirayus' pokazat' vam odin iz navykov, kotorym ya nauchilsya. Snachala ub'yu tebya golymi rukami." I say louder.
"I still cant understand you jellybean." He says.
"that island showed me a lot of things and im going to show you one of the skills i learned. First is kill you with my bare hands Thomas." I say rolling my eyes and walking into the bathroom.
I can hear the shock in his movement. I hear him about to say something.
"Say something else Thomas." I throw a knife at him and made sure to miss.
"Next time I won't miss." I close the door and started to get ready.
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I get out the shower and start to get ready. I blow my hair out and do some light make up. I walk into my room and I start getting dressed. I put on a silk Dolce and Gabbana old Hollywood dress on. I pair it with a Ophelie T-strap sandals from Gucci of course. I put on a necklace and a pair of earrings and golden Ippolita anniversary stack on.
I walk out of my room and Tommy is waiting for me in the foyer. He looked at me stark struck.
"Thomas if you say something. I will make sure to chop your limbs off piece by piece." I tell him while grabbing my dress so I can walk properly.
-(WITH OLIVER)
Oliver walks out of the house and unbuttons his jacket and opens the door. He peeps his head in and sees Diggle.
"Put on your seat belt, sir. Wouldn't want you to miss your party." He says to Oliver.
Oliver accepts his defeat and gets into the car.
-(AT THE CLUB)
I walk into the by myself because I told Tommy to get there before me because I wanted to go on my bike.
I walk in and I see Oliver.
"Oh great." I say under my breath.
I walk up next to Oliver and I don't say anything. I can feel him look over at me.
"You look amazing tonight." He says while looking at me up and down.
"You don't look to bad yourself Oliver." I say.
"Well should we start walking down?" He asks me and offers my hand. I take it.
We start walking down the stairs and he takes his phone out of his pocket. The time reads 9:07pm. Tommy sees us and looks at his hand in hand and smirks. Tommy asks the DJ to cut the music and he runs up to us.
"Everybody, hey! Man and Woman of the hour!" He says wrapping his arm around Olivers shoulder and slaps his chest. "Whoo! And ladies, please give this man a proper homecoming." Tommy says we both walk down the stairs.
"Thank you very much everybody!" Oliver tells the crowd
"Ollie, Ollie, Ollie, Ollie. Jellybean!" He hands us shots of tequila. We all take the shot and I squeeze my face.
"I missed tequila!" I yell out and the crowd cheers.
-(WITH HUNT)
Hunt picks up his glass of whiskey, the time reads 9:25pm. He takes a sip of the whiskey. His men are getting ready, loading up their guns with bullets and giving each other magazines.
"What the hell is going on out there?" Hunt asks Drakon who is staring outside the window.
"Party for the guy and chick who got rescued off that island." Drakon tells Hunt. "Oliver Queen and (Y/N) Merlyn."
Adam takes another sips and he walks away angrily.
-(AT THE CLUB)
Oliver is flirting is out somewhere flirting with other girls some where else. Im on the dance floor dancing with a guy.
Tommy walks up to Oliver and they both look at Diggle.
"Hey, does he wipe for you, too?" Tommy asks. "Now by my rough estimate you have not had sex in 1839 day."
"Uhhh well you're wrong actually bud." Oliver says
"Oh wow really with who? Is she anyone I know?" Tommy turns around and looks around.
"Yes. It is." Oliver says while smirking.
"Well who's the lucky lady?" Tommy asks again. Olivers looking at you on the dance floor dancing with another guy.
"That shall forever remain a secret." Oliver says.
"Wells lets find you another gal. And as your wing man, I highly recommend Carmen Golden." Tommy says.
"Which one is she?" Oliver asks crossing his arms while looking at three girls who are dancing.
"The one that looks like the chick from Twilight." Tommy says.
"What's Twilight?" Oliver asks confused
"You're so better off not knowing."
I walk over to Ollie.
"Did you invite T? She's over there talking with some dude and her friends are here too. And the last time I checked they were all 17." I look at Oliver crossing my arms as I looked at Thea. The guy hands Thea something and me and Oliver look at each other.
"We'll be back in a minute." Oliver says. We walk next to each other and walk over to Thea.
"Ollie (Y/N), hey!" Thea says "Well this party is sick." She says smiling.
"Who let you in here?" Oliver asks her.
"I- I believe it was someone who said 'Right this way Miss. Queen"
"Well you shouldn't be here T." I tell her with a soft caring look on my face while my arms are crossed.
"(Y/N) im not 12 anymore." She looks at me.
"No, you're 17." Oliver says
"Ollie (Y/N) I, I love you. But you cant come back here and judge me." She looks at him. "Especially for being like you two." She looks at both of us and I just stand there in shock.
"I know that it couldn't have been easy for you when we were away-" Oliver tells her before she cuts him off.
"Away? No you guys died. My brother, my sister and my father died." She said. I felt bad for her, knowing she went through all of that at a young age. "I went to your funerals."
"We know T." I say.
"No, you don't. Mom had Walter and I had no one. You guys act like its cool. Lets forget about the last five years. Well I cant. For me, its kind of permanently in there so im sorry if I turned out some major disappointment. But this, me is the best I can do with what I had to work with" She said. "Lets bounce." She walks over to her friends.
"You have the fun dip?" Theas friend asks her.
"Yeah, its, its right here. No I, I must've dropped it." Thea says.
I show the little bottle to Oliver and he smirks at me. We walk over to the trash and he throws it out. Diggle saw us and just smirked while buttoning his jacket. We walk the opposite direction and Oliver bumps into someone. Laurel. God damn she's everywhere. I roll my eyes and look at them
"Oh! Oh. You're here." He says to her.
"Tommy. He made me realize the point that we have too many years between us to leave things the way we left them." She says. "Is there someplace quieter that we could go?" She asks.
I scoff and I look at Oliver. I look at him and he's about to take her somewhere else. I let go of his hand.
"Yeah." He smiles at her taking her somewhere else.
"Whatever dude." I say under my breath as I roll my eyes. I go to the bar and I ask the bartender for his strongest drink.
"Give me the good stuff." I wink at him and he starts to prepare my drink.
"Im going to need a couple so keep em' coming" I tell him as I down the first shot.
-(WITH LAUREL AND OLIVER)
"Im sorry about saying that you should've been the one who died. That was wrong" Laurel apologizes to Oliver.
"If I could trade places with her, I would." Oliver says.
Laurel stops and faces Oliver.
"About Sarah.. there's been something I've been afraid to ask but I need to know." She says holding back her tears.
"Okay." Oliver says softly.
"When she died.. did she suffer?" She tilts her head asking while tears form in her eyes.
"No! Sarah!"
"Aah!"
"No." Oliver tells her.
"I think about her everyday." Laurel says.
"Me too." Oliver say sympathetically.
" I guess we still have one thing in common then. I cant believe im going to say this, but.. if you need someone to talk to about what happened to you, im here." She tells him.
Olivers phone starts ringing. The time reads 10pm and there is nothing in the account. He sighs and puts his phone away.
"Something wrong?" Laurel asks.
"I asked somebody to do something. They didn't do it. Laurel. You always saw the best in me. Right now, that's what you're doing. You're looking at me and you're wondering if that island changed me somehow? If it made me a better person? It didn't. Stay away from me otherwise.. im just going to hurt you again. This time it will be worse. Got to roll. I got five years of debauchery to catch up on." He says about to walk away.
Laurel gets closer and she looks like she's about to cry.
"You know what Oliver.. You're wrong that island did change you. At least now you're honest." Laurel walks away. Oliver rolls his eyes and stands there.
-(INSIDE)
Oliver walks through the back. Diggle's there waiting for him.
"Something I can help you with, sir?" Diggle asks while fixing his sleeves. Oliver stops in his tracks.
Oliver turns back to look at him.
"I just wanted a second to myself." Oliver says with a fake smile.
"I would believe you, Mr.Queen, if you weren't so full of crap." Diggle tells Oliver. "Party's this way." Diggle points to the entrance to the club.
Oliver goes to the door and grabs the door knob.
"Its locked." He says making Diggle try to go open it.
Before Diggle touched the knob, Oliver grabs him and puts him a headlock.
-(WITH HUNT)
"You two cover the elevator. Hang back and be ready." Says Drakon to four men with guns. He starts walking towards Hunts office. "Stay in the corners and stay alert." He walks into Hunts office and closes the door. He puts in a code in a keypad and it locks the door.
"Its past 10. He's never getting in here."
Oliver throws an arrow next to Hunts window and I do the same.
The lights turn off. They look at the door and once of Hunts guards stands by the door waiting. The elevator dings. Oliver walks out of the elevator and start punching the guys near the elevator.
Oliver throws his bow at a guy and jump kick of the wall onto the ground while holding him.
"You know. Its really a bummer you had to call the cops for back up. I didn't expect a man with so much power needed back up. But with every powerful man comes a coward under the mask." I say crossing my legs looking at Hunt. His bodyguard and Drakon put their guns up and I laugh.
"tch tch tch, play easy boys, no need to get violent." I say laughing. "You know you guys are honestly so dumb" I say putting their magazines from their guns on the table. "Drakon, and you call yourself the head of security but how did you not hear me or my partner." Adam and Drakon go to reach for their walkie talkies.
Oliver throws one of the men threw the door and the other bodyguard shoots him. Oliver walks in and shoots the bodyguards. Drakon grabs my foot and drags me off the table which makes me hit my head on the table hard. I place my hand on the back of my head. As I moved my hand I see blood and I immediately become light headed. The last thing I saw was Oliver and Drakon fighting.
Adam makes his escape and calls Lance.
"Hes here." Adam says walking onto the elevator.
"All units, coverage" Lance says into the walkie talkie. "All units, converge!" Lance yells walking to the building.
By the time Lance makes it to the floor we're on Oliver threw a throwing star at Drakons neck. By the time they made it the floor, Oliver already grabbed me and zip lined to the clubs roof.
-(WITH YOU AND OLIVER)
Oliver walks into the bathroom with you in his arms, he takes off your costume and puts you back in your dress and shoes. He hears some voices yelling and he realizes its Lance. He puts your head on his lap and starts stroking your hair. He threw your duffle bags into one of the garbage in the cans in the hallways.
"Starling City Police! Open up!" Lance says from the other side of the door.
"Its open!" Oliver says while rubbing your back.
"Ha-" Lance was going to say something but then he realizes that you and Oliver are on the floor.
"Is she okay? does she need any medical assistance?" Lance asks sarcastically.
"No, she didn't feel well so she's just resting for a little." Oliver says with a smile on his face.
"Did you know your guy in the green hood just attacked Adam Hunt just next door." Lance says putting his hands in his pocket.
"Whos Adam Hunt?" Oliver asks. He gets up and makes his way back to the floor. "Hey! 2 million dollars to the person who finds a guy in a green hood." The crowd cheers and Oliver goes back to you.
He picks you out bridal style and carries you out the club.
"Ollie! Ollie!" Tommy yells out. Oliver turns around and looks at him. "Is she okay?" He asks while walking up the stairs with Oliver.
"Yeah she fine. She just passed out so im taking her home." He tells Tommy as they arrive to the entrance.
"Alright, take care of her. Ill tell everyone you left." Tommy puts his hand on Olivers shoulder and walks back down to the party.
Oliver places you in the car and drives off to the base.
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You get to the base and Oliver takes you out of the car. He picks you up bridal style and takes you inside.
He places you on the table softly and steps back. He looks at you and admires you. He smiles then grabs the case. He takes out the herbs Yao Fei had given him. He mashes it up and puts water in it. He lifts your head and makes you drink it.
Your fight or flight activated and you started attacking Oliver. Oliver took both your hands and put them together. He puts hand cuffs on your right hand and cuffs it to the table.
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In the morning, Oliver is sitting at the desk, Hes looking at the money transferring into all the peoples accounts. He looks at the book and crosses Adams name out. He looks at the photo of his father from the book he had picked up the other day.
-(FLASHBACK)-
Everyone is asleep except Robert. (Y/N) had her head on Olivers shoulder while having their fingers intertwined and Robert had his hand around Oliver. Robert was looking at the crewmate, asleep with a knife in his hand.
"There's not enough for all of us." Robert whispers in Olivers ear. Oliver wakes up and looks at his father.
"Save your strength." Oliver tells his father.
"You two can survive this." Robert says whispering to his son. "Make it home, make it better. 'Right my wrongs.' But you got to live through this first." Robert says shaking Oliver making sure hes listening to him and not falling asleep. "You hear me Ollie? You hear me son?" Robert asks.
"You just rest dad." Oliver says quietly trying not to wake you up and falling back asleep.
"Yup." He says bluntly while kissing Olivers head. He moves Oliver off of him, which makes (Y/N) moves a little to adjust to the new position.
Robert pulls out a gun and shoots the crewmate. This make (Y/N) and Oliver jump.
"Dad?" Oliver says in shock.
"Survive." Robert says before putting the gun to his head and shooting himself.
"No! No!" Oliver yells while you try to keep him calm. (Y/N) bring him over to you and you grab his hand and put his head on your shoulder. He starts crying and you just let him.
-(END OF FLASHBACK)-
Oliver sits back in his seat remembering what had happened in that safety boat. He hears your groaning in pain.
"I feel like im having the worst hangover of my life." I say while groaning and putting my free hand on my face.
"Says the girl who's spent her whole 20's in a hangover." Says Oliver turning around to look at me in the chair.
"Un-cuff me. Please." I ask him and and he gets up and grabs the key to the cuff.
He un-cuffs you and you move your wrist. You get up and look at him.
"I need to go home and change. I smell as bad as you did on the island." I say laughing at my own joke. I grab my heels and start walking out.
"Ha ha very funny (Y/N)" Oliver says sarcastically.
"Whatever!!" You say walking out.
-(WITH LAUREL)
"If hypothetically $50,000 magically appeared in your bank account it might be best for you not to speak about it to anyone ever." Laurel says talking to someone on the phone. She laughs. "God bless you, too."
"I just got a very grateful phone call for one of our clients against Adam Hunt." Say Anastasia to Laurel.
"Me too." Laurel says while shaking her head and smiling.
"It looks like Starling City has a guardian angel." Anastasia says. She leans in closer and whispers "By the way, your cute friend is here." Anastasia says. Laurels smile drops and she turns around her chair. Tommy's standing there with his hands in his pocket smiling.
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"You left the party pretty quick last night even after I made sure the bar was stocked with pinot noir."Tommy says.
"It wasn't really my scene."Laurel says.
"I thought maybe you and Oliver went Mano a Mano again. I saw you two head out." Tommy says teasing her.
"There's nothing between Oliver and I, not anymore." She says making sure he understood.
"And here I thought the only thing between you and Oliver was us." He says looking away.
"I wouldn't exactly characterize us as an us, Tommy." She says while she stops walking.
"Then what would you call it?" He asks her.
"A lapse."
"That's quite a few lapses." He states. "Your place, my place, my place again." He smiles. Laurel looks at him and chuckles.
"Oh, come on, Merlyn, we both know that you're not a one-girl type of guy."
"Depends on the girl." He says looking at her.
"I have to go back to work." She tells him getting ready to start walking back. She turns around and Tommy shakes his head.
"Dinah Laurel Lance. Always trying to save the world." He says and she turns around.
"Hey, if I don't try to save it, who will?" She asks him with a smile on her face. She turns back around and goes back to work.
Oliver was there, the entire time listening in into their whole conversation.
"She says the island changed me."
-(FLASHBACK)-
"She has no idea how much."
Oliver sits up and tries to fix his vision.
"There are many more names on the list those who rule our city through intimidation and fear. Every last one of them will wish we had died on that island."
He taps (Y/N) awake and points to the island they are approaching.
-(AT QUEEN MANOR)-
A man walks down the stairs and starts talking.
"The police failed to identify the men I hired to kidnap Oliver and(Y/N). They never will." The man says. "Should we arrange another abduction?" he asks.
"No. There are other ways of finding out what my son knows." Taglist:
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Malcolm Merlyn x Queen!Reader Pt. 5
IMAGINE…it’s Moira and Walter’s wedding day, people aren’t as oblivious to your “thing” with Malcolm as you previously believed they were, and after (nearly) two years, you and Malcolm take a step further in your relationship.
A/N: I hope you all enjoy this! I’m so excited about getting to events that take place during the first two (ish) seasons of Arrow! ALSO, I such at summaries sooo sorry for the “imagine” line above.
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WORD COUNT: 3,804
WARNING: None, possible ooc!Malcolm Merlyn
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Moira and Walter’s wedding ceremony was beautiful. Breathtaking even and you could do nothing but grin like an idiot next to Thea, both of you shedding tears of happiness (and some sadness as Oliver wasn’t alive to be there as well).
The reception was held at your family’s estate and thankfully the weather remained warm and sunny.
“…welcome, thank you for coming.” You and Thea stood under the arch that led to the designated reception area, greeting the guests.
With everyone you smiled at and thanked for coming, your nerves intensified. You knew the Merlyns were invited; they had been at the church after all. You just had no idea where in line they were. There were at least four hundred guests (six hundred at most).
“I am very glad mom went with blue for us. Can you imagine us in the pink?” Thea grumbled in between guests. She was growing impatient – no doubt your fifteen year old sister was ready to mingle with whichever of her friends had shown up.
You couldn’t argue with her; the baby pink dress had been…questionable. No way would Thea have worn it without a fight, and there was no way it would have looked as good as your step-mother had believed at the time.
“Thank you for coming. It means so much to us,” you smiled, hugging a few women you knew were companions of Moira.
And then you caught sight of Malcolm and Tommy. They were six people back, dressed in black with near matching ties (no doubt, Tommy had been coerced into wearing his by something fast and expensive).
Soon enough they were standing in front of you with Thea giggling Tommy’s name and hugging him while you greeted the CEO of Merlyn Global.
He was grinning, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he stepped toward you.
Your breath caught and you could do nothing but say his name, a nervous smile tugging at your lips.
“Y/n,” Malcolm said your name with amusement as he leaned forward and kissed your cheek as you placed a hand to his chest, grabbing at his shirt as if you were struggling to remain on your feet. “You look stunning,” he added, the hot air of his breath hitting your ear as he began to pull away.
Dropping your hand from his chest and reminding yourself that the two of you weren’t alone no matter how much the feelings you had for him always made you forget you weren’t the only two people on Earth, you teased with a laugh, “Save your compliments for the bride, Mr. Merlyn. Although Walter might forgo his poshness if you’re too friendly.”
Malcolm’s blue eyes held yours and for a moment you weren’t sure if he was going to be suggestive about the secret affair the two of you had or if he would simply go along with you, finally he said, “We wouldn’t want that.”
God he’s so attractive…
Your heart felt like it was beating out of your chest and you could hear all the noise around you disappearing, your existence narrowing to Malcolm and only him.
Malcolm…
“…why don’t I show Tommy to your table?” Thea’s voice brought you crashing back to reality and your head snapped in her direction, confusion momentarily crossing your face as you watched her wrap an arm around Tommy’s, “I’m so bored.” Your sister mumbled, silently pleading for you to not argue – obviously unaware of where your mind had just wandered to.
“Thea,” you began, not too sure of what you were going to say after
Malcolm saved you by stepping in, his gaze locked on his son as he said, “Make sure you congratulate Moira and Mr. Steele.”
Tommy nodded, throwing a smirk in your direction as he let Thea drag him away neither giving you or Malcolm a chance to say anything differently.
Turning back to the guests waiting in line (and not allowing Malcolm a chance to speak right away), you greeted a few more before saying softly, “It wouldn’t have hurt her to stay put. Even a little longer. People can’t let her just…do whatever she wants when she wants.” On one hand, you were purposefully picking a fight in hopes that he would go away, and on the other, you were talking to him about something you had (in private) discussed with him a dozen times already so to avoid the man standing next to you from saying anything that might fluster and distract you further.
Malcolm, being Malcolm, just laughed and greeted guests alongside you, “Pick your battles. Thea is a child, let her have fun before she has to enter the world of adulthood and endless responsibility.”
“She’s not too far away from being an adult, Malcolm.” Your teen sister was spiraling like Oliver had. It just worried you because Oliver’s acting out could have had some serious consequences (they DID if you consider Sara Lance getting on the Gambit – and eventually dying – as a consequence of Oliver’s unchecked, poor behavior), and so could Thea’s if it continued to escalate. “She needs structure and…”
Malcolm placed a hand to your lower back as he leaned closer, cutting off your sentence to say, “You are not her mother, Y/n.”
“Neither is Moira at this point.” It hurt to admit, but it was the truth. Moira acted more like a friend than a parent when it came to Thea. She had since your father and Oliver had died. And you understood why Moira was like that. Thea was her last reminder of Robert so of course she didn’t want to risk hurting the bond she had with your sister, but there came a time when enough was enough.
And, unfortunately, your step-mother refused to listen to you no matter how often you brought it up to her.
Thankfully, for now, Malcolm didn’t press the conversation further.
Soon enough, you had finished greeting the rest of the guests and let Malcolm lead you to your table, frowning when you realized the Merlyn father-son duo had been placed at the same table as you and Thea.
“Wait…” you frowned, looking at Malcolm for a second before looking at the name card in the center of the table.
Malcolm and Thomas Merlyn
Y/n and Thea Queen
With the last two of six names belonging to Thea’s friends (who were currently too busy staring half in love in Tommy’s direction).
Deciding to rescue your dead-brother’s friend from teenage hormones, you were quick to rearrange the seating with Tommy safely placed between his father and Thea. At the least, it was sure to save you from a headache and Tommy (should he get wasted as he normally did at such events) from any possible legal trouble.
Placing a hand to Malcolm’s shoulder as you sat down, you murmured, “Either you had something to do with this – somehow – or my dear stepmother is attempting to prove herself right about there being something between us.”
Malcolm slipped his hand under the table and placed it to your knee as the both of you looked toward the table Moira and Walter were seated at, talking away to one another. “We both know I didn’t.” he smirked, returning his gaze to you after a moment, “If I did, however, it would be so I could do something like this.”
Once again in the course of your affair, you found yourself caught off guard by the boldness Malcolm showed as he let his hand slide from your knee, up your leg, and under your dress – his fingers digging greedily into your inner thigh.
Luckily, you were able to mask your gasp of surprise at his touch with a breathless laugh.
Throwing a look at the others at the table to make sure they hadn’t noticed anything, you steadied yourself before attempting to say anything. “If anyone notices where your hand is, our secret is out.”
Your lips barely moved, but you knew he heard you by the way he leaned toward you to respond, his breath hitting warmly off your cheek, “That’s what makes our game so fun,”
“Malcolm.” You warned, throwing him a pointed look of frustration, “I’m not playing games.”
Not only was this far from how you would want your family, friends, and associates to find out about your affair, but you couldn’t continue to treat you and Malcolm as just the two of you having fun.
You had allowed yourself (stupidly) to grow far too many feelings for him to try and act like it was a game, like things weren’t serious for you. Like it didn’t take everything you had not to admit your feelings to him and just…beg him to love you back.
“Please, not here.” You finally added, your breath nearly catching in your throat as you spoke.
Malcolm’s blue eyes watched you for several long moments before he was pulling his hand away and getting to his feet, moving his body away from you just enough so you couldn’t grab his arm without others noticing and drawing attention to yourself.
“Excuse me,” he smiled at Tommy, Thea, and Thea’s friends before looking back at you, “Miss Queen, we’ll speak later.” And he just walked away, heading for the bar, and away from you as you watched after him, your head and heart screaming for you to go after him.
You were thankful that he hadn’t gone any further, but you couldn’t help but wonder if you had been too snappy.
He wasn’t angry, or he didn’t seem to be, and he had never gone too far in crowded, public spaces…you could have trusted him to remain playful but also to keep his usual discretion.
And then you began to wonder if he wanted to get caught but wasn’t sure whether to admit it or not. To be fair, you always made a fuss about people finding out. Maybe he took that as you never wanting to tell anyone. Ever.
Or maybe that was just wishful thinking. That he would want to get caught.
Letting out a shaky breath, you grabbed your glass of champagne and lifted it to your lips. As you did, you locked eyes with Moira who was looking at you like she definitely knew something.
Shit.
**
Once the dancing began, you wasted no time in accepting partners. You loved to dance and didn’t bother to keep yourself in check or to wisely choose who your next dance partner was. It was a wedding, and it wasn’t like you were doing anything that would disgrace your step-mother and her new husband.
And so, you didn’t bother (or think) to turn Tommy down when he appeared beside you at the end of a slow song.
“May I?” he teased, already grabbing your hip and pulling you into his arms
Placing your hands to his shoulders, you teased just as another slow song started up, “Are you sure you want to leave your fan club?”
Tommy cringed at the mention of Thea and her friends who had watched him all night, following him everywhere and asking him a million questions about college parties, fast cars, and anything else they thought he was interested in (and that’s all you knew about before you started dancing). “I am pretty sure Thea dared one of them to follow me into the bathroom.”
“Oh no,” you laughed, playfully concerned about your sister doing that knowing Tommy was only playing around.
“And what about you?” Tommy questioned as the two of you moved around in a slow circle, not truly trying to dance “My dad hasn’t stopped looking at you since your first dance. And I noticed the tenseness between you two before that. What’s going on between the two of you?”
His words froze you to the spot, your eyes wide as you tried to think of something to respond with.
Tommy wasn’t upset, but he wasn’t being playful anymore either. You knew him well enough to read the emotions on his face. Tommy was curious and…worried, maybe?
“My father hasn’t shown attention to another woman since my mother, as far as I know. And suddenly he’s…he’s different when he’s with you, Y/n. I don’t…I don’t know how, exactly, but he is.”
“Tommy,” you croaked, shaking your head to try and get him to stop talking. “Malcolm and I are…friends.”
Panic. Absolute panic was in your chest as you tried to defend yourself and Malcolm, to hide your secret from his only child.
Tommy laughed, almost as if he could sense the internal conflict within you, “Y/n, I’m not stupid and my eyes work just fine.”
The memory of a month earlier, at Malcolm’s, when he had spoken in some foreign language and how he had looked at you so gently came rushing to the front of your mind. Is that what Tommy was referring to? Is that the “different” Tommy had seen in his father?
Licking your suddenly dry lips, you forced yourself to meet Tommy’s gaze as you whispered, “Your father and I are…close friends. That’s all.” You stepped back from him, needing to put space between the two of you as soon as possible, “I’m sorry Tommy. Please don’t be upset but I…I can’t…it’s complicated.”
As quickly as you could, you left the dance floor and headed away from the reception, off to a more secluded area away from prying eyes.
Your hands were sweaty, and your heart was racing.
It wasn’t in panic, however.
For a moment you had been excited about someone knowing about you and Malcolm. Finally, you would have had someone you could confide in.
Then you considered others knowing and that, undoubtedly, they would have bombarded you with questions and wanting to know everything about your affair.
But at least you wouldn’t have had to be so secretive anymore.
So caught up in your desire to tell someone, you had nearly told Tommy until you caught yourself, realizing you didn’t want to cause problems for Tommy if Malcolm didn’t want him to know or if Malcolm wanted to be the one to tell him.
You were certain that a moment longer and you would have told Tommy, disregarding how Malcolm may have felt about it.
So lost in your thoughts, you didn’t hear anyone approaching until a hand was on your arm and Moira was standing in front of you – a look of concern and a little hint of suspicion on her face.
“Mom,” you were quick to, forcing a smile
“Are you alright? I saw you with Tommy. Did something happen?”
You appreciated how worried she sounded, but you saw the look in her eyes that she always had when she was trying to be sneaky and pry information from people, waving a hand about to try and make it seem like everything was fine, you said “What? No. Tommy didn’t do anything. I just got dizzy and…and needed some fresh air.”
Humming, Moira looked you over and then asked, refusing to let it go, “And the other Merlyn? Has he done anything?”
Gotcha. So obvious.
You wondered how long she had been waiting to ask you that?
Deciding to play dumb, you laughed and shook your head, “Malcolm? Of course not. I’ve hardly seen him today except for what little time we were both at the table at the beginning of the reception.”
“Honey,” Moira clicked her tongue with a small shake of her head, and you knew the look she had given you earlier hadn’t been you misreading her expression, “If there is anything between you and Malcolm, it needs to end. He’s far from the right guy for you.” She placed a hand to your arm, squeezing as if to comfort you.
“Mom,” It took some restraint to hold back any rude comments you had about Moira trying to tell you who to see romantically. You knew it was just you being defensive while Moira was just looking out for you (as she always had). “For the last time, I am not dating Malcolm Merlyn. We’re friends and close associates….”
Moira was quick to interrupt, her voice coming off sharp with a clear sign of frustration. “I see the way you look at him, Y/n. I don’t want you to get your heart broken.”
You sighed and opened your mouth to ask her to just stay out of your business when a threat cleared from behind you, stopping you before you could do something you would have absolutely regretted.
Moira’s gaze slipped over your shoulder and you watched the way she nodded and took a step away from you, “This family doesn’t need any more secrets, Y/n.” she advised with a smile, sad smile before she let go of your arm and walked away.
Her words were icy, and killed any excitement you had felt earlier about the possibility of people finding out about your affair.
“I couldn’t help but notice that my son upset you.”
You weren’t surprised that it was Malcolm who had interrupted you and Moira. Anyone else would have been sent away by Moira with a simple rejection. Still, the sound of his voice nearly surprised you as it filled the space between the two of you.
Turning to look at Malcolm, you shook your head and whispered, “Nothing happened. Tommy is a sweetheart.” You forced yourself to sound okay, to keep your emotions in check as you looked at him, doing your best to hold his gaze.
“Yes. He’s always been a charmer.” Malcolm’s gaze flickered over you as he moved closer, his hands tucked into the pockets of his dress pants.
You laughed softly and said, “Moira knows. Or she thinks she knows. She warned me about you, said you’re not safe for me. That there are other, better options for me.” As you spoke, you rubbed a hand over your forehead – completely exhausted – which made it possible for you to ignore the look of annoyance that flickered briefly over Malcolm’s face.
Grabbing your hand, Malcolm tilted your head back and held you against him. The warmth of his body nearly had you tucking yourself against him, searching instinctively for the comfort of simply being in his arms.  “What options?” He was smirking, trying to come off as playful, but he was also clenching his jaw and his fingers were digging into your chin silently screaming that he was only acting amused.
“Tommy? One of my dance partners?” you shrugged and grabbed his wrist, squeezing it until he released your face, “Why? Are you jealous?” Any other time and you would have been teasing him, trying to push him buttons. Tonight, however, you were just cranky.
Malcolm didn’t respond with words, only wrapped his arms around you – holding you as close as possible with no hope of you getting away unless he allowed.
And although you wanted him to, you hated him a little bit for holding you like that. For making you feel comfortable and comforted without even really trying to do so.
Your arms wrapped around his waist, your face pressed into his chest as you breathed in his cologne and the natural smell of him. It was comforting enough to nearly pull tears from your eyes and almost had you breaking down in soft sobs of confusion – your emotions feeling like they were snow balling and were threating to just spill over.
“We’re done playing games.” Malcolm finally said after a few moments, pulling back and moving his hands to grip your shoulders.
“Malcolm,” you started to say, to remind him that he was the one who always treated your affair as “fun and games” and “no strings attached,” but was silenced by the man in front of you as he pressed his lips against yours in a heated kiss, his will power seemingly breaking and making it impossible for him to hold back any further.
He growled something in that unfamiliar language once more before he was speaking English again, “You’re mine. All mine. I don’t’ share. I thought I made that obvious.” No doubt, he was referring to you dancing and your/Moira’s comment about there being “possible others” you could be seeing.
“You did,” you murmured, feeling light and like you were dreaming. “Malcolm…what is going on?” It was usually you who had erratic mood swings and made rash decisions. The man in front of you was frazzled and so unlike the Malcolm you knew…
His jaw was set, his fingers digging into your shoulders as he held you to him. Every ounce of possessiveness he had was in his darkened blue eyes as he pulled back just enough to look down at you.
“You want this to be serious? Monogamous? No games? Fine.” Malcolm hissed, one hand slipping from your left shoulder to tangle in your hair at the back of your head, “But you’re mine. Entirely mine.”
There were no words to express your scrambled thoughts.
What he was proposing was…what he was offering was a relationship. The one thing you had been dreaming about for months. At least, what you had been dreaming about the last month.
“You…you would have us be public?” You managed, laughing in disbelief as you stared at him, wide eyed.
“Unless you want to take Moira’s advice and run.” Malcolm suggested it, but it was clear by his tone and the way he was holding himself that there was no way Malcolm would go without a fight.
“My step-mother doesn’t get to decide my life, Mr. Merlyn.” Was your immediate response before you had collected yourself enough to ask, “Are you sure about this?” in a softer tone, searching his face for any signs of regret or that he was saying all of this without truly thinking it through.
“I refuse to let you end up in another man’s arms, Y/n.”
“Oh? So you didn’t like my dancing then?” You teased, dryly
Malcolm tried to look annoyed but a chuckle slipped out in the end, “Trust me, you don’t want to know what I thought about your dancing.”
What he thought about my dance partners is more like it…
“You know,” You hummed, reaching up to grab the knot of his tie, ‘I don’t want you in anyone else’s arms either.”
Malcolm’s face softened near completely as he placed a kiss to your forehead, “There’s no need to worry about that.”
Somehow, you knew he would respond with that.
After all, Malcolm Merlyn didn’t really seem like the type to cheat anyway…
Grinning, you leaned up to steal (another) kiss from him, “Good.”
In the back of your head, you knew this decision asnt as easy as you and Malcolm were making it out to be.
But, for now, you let yourself enjoy the moment.
Do not fall in love with him!
Too late.
**
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felicitysmoaksx · 5 months
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JJ’s Fic and Moodboard Masterlist Updated 2/28/24
Moodboards
Best Friends Brother AU || One Chicago || Sarah Reese x Connpr Rhodes
Sarah Reese: Police Officer || One Chicago || Sarah Reese Centric
Single Dad!Severide || One Chicago || Kelly Severide Centric
Halstead Brothers Adopt Reese || One Chicago || Gen
Merlyn Twins au || One Chicago & Arrow || Tommy Merlyn & Connor Rhodes
One Chicago x Jatp Fusion || One | Two | Three || One Chicago & Julie and The Phantoms || Mult-ship
The Andi AU || One | Two || One Chicago || Sarah Reese Centric & Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
The Resident x One Chicago Crossover || One | Two || The Resident & One Chicago || Gen: Conrad Hawkins & Sarah Reese
Ballet au || One Chicago || Sarah Reese Centric
Voight Family Values || One Chicago || Gen: Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
Sarah Reese as a Former Black Widow || One Chicago & Marvel Studios || Gen: Sarah Reese & Bucky Barnes
The Sisters Halstead || One Chicago || Gen: Makayla Ward & OC
MCU Spiderman Meets The Amazing Spiderman || Marvel Studios || Gen
Mockingbird || One Chicago & DC TV || Gen: Sarah Reese & Dick Grayson & Mult-Ship
Severide & Reese Step-Siblings au || One Chicago || Gen: Sarah Reese & Kelly Severide
Burgstead Pregnancy AU || One Chicago || Jay Halstead x Kim Burgess
Superstar Juke AU || Julie and The Phantoms || Julie Molina x Luke Patterson
NHL Star! Connor Rhodes || One Chicago || Connor Rhodes Centric
WHAT IF NESTA COULDN’T PHYSICALLY SPEAK IN ACOTAR? || ACOTAR || Nesta Archeron x Cassian
What if Paulo took Daisy with him when he left Clump? || Irreverent || Gen: Paulo Keegan & Daisy
FICS
Marvel Comics
The One Where Tony Survives (Alt Endgame Universe) || WIP (Series)
A Handful of Moments I Wished I Could Change (And a Tongue like a Nightmare that Cut like a Blade) || Complete || One Shot
Two Worlds (One Family) || Complete || One Shot
The Darcy Lewis Chonicles (Series)
Just Tony || Darcy Lewis and Tony Stark || One Shot
Julie and The Phantoms
Found a Time and Space || WIP || Multi-Chapter || Juke & Williex
In These Small Hours (Series) || Complete
Hollywood Tragedy Aftermath || Complete || Bobby | Trevor Wilson Centric
Do You Hear That Love? || Complete ||  One Shot  || Willie x Alex
Melancholy Kaleidoscope || Complete || One Shot  || Julie x Luke
Little Wonders (These Twists and Turns of Fate) || Complete || One Shot || Julie x Luke and Willie x Alex
One Chicago 
You Held Me Up on Your Shoulders Way Up High || Chicago Med and Chicago Fire || WIP || Multi-Chapter || Sarah Reese and Kelly Severide 
It Was a One Night Stand Until I Woke Up Next to You || Chicago PD || WIP (Series)
It Was a One Night Stand Until I Woke Up Next to You || WIP ||  Multi-Chapter || Jay Halstead x Kim Burgess 
Blood Thicker Than Water || One Shot || Complete || Jay Halstead x Kim Burgess
Married But As Friends (Series) Chicago Med || Complete
Delicate || Chicago Med || Complete || One Shot || Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
You Could Still See the Best in Me || Chicago Med ||  Complete || One Shot || Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
Cause I Clutched Your Arms like Stairway Railings || Chicago Med || Complete || One Shot || Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
Freeze Time, Baby Rewind  || Chicago Med ||  Complete || One Shot || Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
Friends Don't Look at Friends That Way || Chicago Med || Complete || Multi-Chapter || Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
Come Back Be Here (Series) || Complete
Never Stop || Chicago Med || Complete || One Shot ||  Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
Guilty by Association || Chicago Med || Complete || One Shot || Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
If I Drift in the Wrong Direction (You Turn the Tide) || Chicago Med || Complete || One Shot || Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
You & Me || Chicago Med || Complete || Multi-Chapter || Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
Reader Imagines (Series)
Apartment Fire || One Chicago || Complete || One Shot || Jay Halstead &  Disabled fem!reader Halstead sibling
Doctor Visit  || One Chicago || Complete || One Shot || Halstead brothers Will & Jay Halstead &  Disabled fem!reader Halstead sibling, and Manstead if you squint
One Chicago Soulmate AU || WIP (Series)
Your Words (Burned into My Skin) || Chicago Med || Complete || One Shot ||  Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
In Your Eyes (and it all makes sense) || Chicago Med || Complete || One Shot ||  Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
Sweet Nothing (All You Wanted From Me Was) || Chicago Med || Complete || One Shot ||  Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
Long Story Short  || WIP (Series)
Rare as a Glimmer of a Comet  || Chicago Med || Complete || One Shot ||  Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
Voight Family Values || WIP (Series)
Yeah, I Just Wanna Take You Home || Chicago Med || Complete || Multi-Chapter ||  Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
Hold On, I Still Want You  || Chicago Med || Complete || Multi-Chapter ||  Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
Interlude: What If || Chicago Med || Complete || Drabble || Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
Bottled Up Feelings are Silently Screaming (You Were Breaking Down) || Chicago Med || WIP || Multi-Chapter ||  Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
DC TV
What Happened in Russia, Didn’t Stay in Russia || Arrow || Oliver x Felicity (An AU season 2 rewrite) || WIP (Series)
You’ll Always Be My Girl (or Felicity’s first scar and Oliver’s lecture) || Complete || One Shot
Slade’s Promise (Or Oliver’s Overprotective But with Good Reason) || Compete || One Shot
DC TV/Chicago Med Crossover
Mockingbird & Co.
The Same Little Breaks In Your Soul || Chicago Med || Arrow || Titans ||  WIP || Multi-Chapter ||  Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes
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C!Tommy (I am only writing for his characters. Never the actual human being and probably no smut, but idk)
C!Dream (I will write anything)
C!Ranboo (I am only writing for his characters. Never the actual human being and probably no smut, but idk)
C!Tubbo (Same thing as Ranboo and Tommy)
C!Quackity (I will write anything)
C!Fundy (I will write anything)
C!Shlatt (I will write anything)
C!Philza (I will write fluff and angst you will always be his kid or like his kid)
C!BadBoyHalo (I will write anything)
C!Awesamdude (I will write anything)
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C!George (I will write anything)
Bursona's
Simpbur (I will write anything)
Argbur (mostly angst, but I will write smut and fluff)
Emobur/makeupbur (I will write any thing)
L'manbur (I will write anything)
Wanting to kiss him
Eating him out (Trans!Character x GN!Reader)
Eating the burs out (Trans!Character x GN!Reader)
Pogbur (I will write anything)
Virginbur (I will write smut or implied smut)
Ghostbur (I will write anything)
Eating the burs out (Trans!Character x GN!Reader)
Phantombur (I will write anything)
Ycgmabur (I will write anything)
Revbur (I will write anything)
Pegging
Eating the burs out (Trans!Character x GN!Reader)
Pogbur (I will write anything)
Eating the burs out (Trans!Character x GN!Reader)
Trying to take care of him but he takes control
Softbur (I will write anything)
The Evil Within game one and two
Sebastian Castellanos (I will write anything)
Joseph oda (I will write anything)
Ruben Victoriano/Ruvik (I won't do anything with gore for this character, I know it's his thing but gore makes me feel icky other than that anything for this character)
🌧️"Run or I will kill you" Ruvik x GN!Reader
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samdeancass · 3 years
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Caught in the Act
Requested by: Anonymous
Pairing: Tommy Merlyn x reader
Genre: Angst, Fluff
Characters: Tommy, Y/N, Oliver, Laurel
Description: After Y/N and Tommy catch Oliver and Laurel together, they both find comfort in each other.
You knew about Oliver’s past relationship with Laurel and he always assured you that he didn’t have any feelings for her. However, you always seen the sneaky glances he gave to her and the long hours he spent away from home. Your thoughts were confirmed when you walked through your front door one night and caught them both in the act.
“What the fuck are you two doing?!” You stood in the doorway and stared at the two naked bodies on top of each other in front of the fireplace. Oliver and Laurel both jumped up, the rug wrapped around both of them. “Y/N, baby. You weren’t supposed to be home for another hour.” Your mouth hung open at his reply. “So that gives you permission to cheat on me, in my own home, with my best friend? Really?!”
Both of their heads hung low as you walked towards the both of them. You turned to Laurel first who’s eyes were tearing up with either guilt or sadness, you didn’t really care. “I always knew you were never over him and you tried to block those feelings by stringing along poor Tommy. I can assure you, he will know about this.” You patted the side of Laurels face before making your way towards Oliver.
“And you. You always promised me that you didn’t have feelings for her anymore. Boy, was you wrong, eh? I loved you with everything I had and this is how you choose to treat me. You can go fuck yourself, Oliver Queen. Your welcome to each other.”
You walked away and stormed out of the door, heading towards Tommy’s apartment.
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Loud rapping on Tommy’s door awoke him from his sleep. He lazily got up from bed and walked towards the door, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He looked through the peephole and took in your frantic but angry state. “Y/N? What’s happened? Is it Oliver?” You walked straight past him and into the apartment, taking a seat on his sofa.
Tommy closed the door and took a seat beside you, rubbing a comforting hand along your back. “Y/N, please tell me what’s happened, then I can help you.” You held your head in your hands as the memory of Oliver and Laurel replayed in your mind. You really didn’t want to upset Tommy, he had already been through so much but he needed to know.
Wiping the tears away from your eyes, you lifted your head and faced Tommy. “It is about Oliver. But it is also about Laurel.” Tommy turned his head slightly in confusion. “Y/N, I don’t understand. Have they both been hurt?” You took in a deep breath and readied your self for Tommy’s reaction. “Oliver and Laurel have been sleeping together. I walked in on them tonight when I got home from work. I don’t know how long it’s been going on for, I just thought you deserved to know.”
Tommy stared at you in shock before wiping his hand over his face. “Really? Are you sure?” “I’m pretty damn sure, Tommy. They were both naked and on top of each other. The evidence was right there in front of me.” Tears sprung from the corners of his eyes and he leaned into you as you placed a comforting hand around his shoulders. You closed your eyes and tears began to stream down your face as you both sat in silence and let the sadness of the situation consume you.
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The next few months were quite hard to get through. You had to get used to getting through without Oliver by your side. You never realised just how much Oliver was involved with in your life. Luckily, Tommy was right by your side helping you through it, just like you was for him.
Your friendship blossomed and grew stronger during those months as you bonded over the situation you had found yourselves in. The friendship soon turned into something more though as you both found comfort within each other. It had took a while for the both of you to realise that the only person you both needed was each other.
Tommy and you were finally happy after months of heartbreak. You walked into Queen Consolidated hand-in-hand with Tommy as you both headed for a meeting with Oliver. When you both walked into the meeting room, Olivers jaw dropped to the floor as you kissed Tommy’s cheek and made your way to the cafeteria.
You smiled as you walked out of the room. You had gotten your own back on Oliver and had finally found happiness with Tommy. Your life had truly livened up.
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Does anybody write Tommy Merlyn x reader and take requests???
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Being Oliver queens sister would include
Notes I don't own any gifs used.
N/n nick name
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You are the middle child. So Oliver is older than you and Thea is younger than you
Life going down hill when Oliver and your dad are killed
Being there for your mom and sister and also Laurel Lance because her sister "died "
You relize how much you have in common with Laurel and become good friends with her. You also support Laurel and Tommy
You started taking archery classes also self-defense classes
Also you started going out late at night
You were surprised when Oliver came back alive
He became extremely overprotective of you and Thea.
He caught you going/sneaking out late at night
N/n where are you going?
Ummmm I wanted pizza?
Your a terrible liar Y/n.
Yeah that didn't end well. Oliver followed you around for the rest of the month.
Being sad when Tommy died
Being there for Laurel when Tommy died
Not being surprised at finding out Oliver is Green Arrow
Being surprised that Sarah is still alive
Somehow convincing Oliver to let you join team Arrow. That somehow made him even more protective if that were possible.
Meeting Barry allen and thinking he was cute.
H-i Mi. ss Queen.
Hi Barry just call me Y/n
Ok Y/n
Thinking it was cute how Barry stuttered
Oliver giving Barry the death stare
You and Barry end up dating even after he becomes the flash. You know he's the flash.
Oliver always threatening Barry if he hurts you.
I feel like this was really long and I just thought of more I could add to this so I might make another one.
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Requested: Platonic Oliver and the reader having a movie night? Sorry if this isn’t specific enough, but I love your writing and I’ve been looking for more platonic Arrowverse content (I’m aro ace soooo hehe). Anyway, hope you’re having a good day/afternoon/night!
Oliver: “Why are we watching this?”
(Y/N): “Because you haven’t seen the classics that are the Twilight Saga.”
Thea: “Both of you, Shhh. We’re missing Edward taking off his shirt. And pass the popcorn, please?”
Oliver: “And why is Tommy here?”
Tommy: “Because I want to see your reactions, Thea. Did you put M&M's in the popcorn?”
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fanfics4all · 3 months
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Dream Shop
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Request: Yes / No List was made by @alpaca-clouds
Requests are open only if its CHRISTMAS/HOLIDAY/ WINTER related <3 Have a nice day/night
Tommy Merlyn x Fem!Smoak!Reader 
Word count: 1304
Warnings: Nothing!
Y/N: Your Name 
Y/N/N: Your Nickname
Y/H/C: Your Hair Color
Prompt(s):
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Living in Star City was anything but easy. There were criminals learking around every corner, as well as meta-humans. However, the Green Arrow was there to keep them in check. Most people didn’t agree with his methods, but he was keeping our city safe. I was grateful that the Green Arrow was around, it meant less people that could possibly rob my little shop. I owned a tea and coffee shop near the former Glades. It wasn’t the best area for business, but everyone loved my shop so much that I was able to make a living. It was always my dream to run a tea shop, so I was proud of everything that I was doing. 
*Tommy’s POV* 
I opened the door to the little tea shop. I looked around at everyone sitting around at the tables. Most were people that lived near the area, there really weren’t many people from my tax bracket that came around the area. I took a seat at the only empty table and looked at the small menu. Everything was very affordable, which was perfect for the area it was in. The most appealing thing on the menu was a cinnamon tea. I normally just had coffee, but cinnamon tea sounded good. I also picked the plate of different cakes they made in house. I placed the menu down and looked up to see a waitress walking towards me. She was very cute and looked to be around my age. She was shorter than me, with Y/H/C. Her eyes were shining brightly, it matched her smile. She stopped in front of my table and pulled out a pen and a notepad from her apron. 
“Hi, welcome to Cuppa Corner! What could I get you?” She asked in a friendly and light voice. I gave her a small smile and glanced at the menu one more time.
“Can I get a cup of the cinnamon tea and that sampling of the delicious sounding cakes?” I asked and her smile seemed to brighten. 
“Amazing choices! I’ll get that started for you.” She said and went behind the counter, punching in the order. I looked around and noticed a few other workers in here, but the girl who took my order seemed to be doing the most. She was back behind the counter, making my tea and placing it on a small silver tray, then she reached into the display case and pulled out a little tower filled with small cakes. She placed that on the tray next to my tea and headed my way. She placed them each gently in front of me, all with a smile. 
“Thank you.” I said as I lifted the cup to my lips. It smelled like the perfect drink to have this time of the year. I took a sip and hummed happily. 
“This is amazing.” I said, looking up at the waitress. 
“Thank you, it’s my absolute favorite tea we make here.” She said and I smiled. 
“I can see why.” I said. 
“How long have you worked here?” I asked as I placed the cup down. 
“Since we opened.” She said with a small giggle. 
“Oh really? You know the owner?” I asked and she giggled again. 
“You’re looking at her.” She answered and my eyes widened a bit. 
“You own this place?” I asked and she nodded. 
“How’d you manage to get this place?” I asked. 
“It’s always been my dream to run a little tea shop, so when this building became available I jumped at the chance. My sister helped me out, but I paid her back everything she let me barrow.” She answered. 
“It’s really an amazing place. I don’t come around this part of town to often, but your place just caught my eye.” I said and she smiled. 
“That’s what I like to hear.” She said. I heard the little bell to the front door chime, but neither of us looked. 
“Y/N?” I heard a familiar voice call. The girl I was talking to turned her head and her eyes lit up. 
“Felcity! What are you doing here?” She asked as a familiar face made her way over. 
“I came to get a cup of coffee, gonna be a long night, oh, hey Tommy.” Felicity said when she noticed me after pulled away from hugging the girl, who’s name was apparently Y/N.
“You guys know each other?” Y/N asked. 
“He’s friends with my boss, Oliver Queen.” She said, like she was reminding Y/N. Y/N rolled her eyes. 
“I know who your boss it, Fel.” She said and Felicity laughed. 
“Then you must reconize, Tommy Merlyn.” She said and motioned towards me. Y/N looked at me and her eyes widened. 
“Oh my God.” She said and Felicity laughed. 
“Thanks Felicity.” I sarcastically said and she laughed again. 
“If I didn’t tell my sister now, she would have never figured it out.” She said and my eyes widened. 
“This is your sister?” I asked Y/N and she nodded. 
“What a small world.” I said and Y/N nodded in agreement. 
“Anyway, one extra strong coffee, coming right up!” Y/N said and headed back behind the counter. 
“When were you going to introduce us to your sister?” I asked as Felicity took a seat across from me. 
“Y/N’s always busy with the cafe, I have to literally drag her out of here sometimes.” She answered and I chuckled. 
“Has Oliver met her yet?” I asked and she shook her head. 
“Like I said, trying to get Y/N out of here is probably the hardest thing to do. She loves this place and don’t get me wrong I’m so happy for her, but she hardly has a life anymore.” She answered sadly. Y/N walked back over with a large coffee and placed it in front of her sister. 
“Here you go! One extra strong coffee, on the house.” Y/N said with a wink. Felicity rolled her eyes and reached into her purse. 
“Don’t you dare! I told you a million times, you do not pay here.” Y/N said sternly. 
“Come on, Y/N/N, you deserve the money.” Felicity said and Y/N shook her head. 
“Nope, I refuse to take anymore of your money.” She said while crossing her arms. 
“Fine, but you have to promise me that you’re gonna take at least two days off this week.” Felicity said and Y/N sighed. 
“I have a lot of work to do here, Fel, you know I can’t just take a day off.” Y/N said and Felicity shook her head. 
“You’re the owner, Y/N, you can take some time off once in awhile, you don’t need to be here 24/7.” Felicity said. 
“How about you take tomorrow off and I take you to one of my favorite placed for dinner?” I asked and the girls looked at me with wide eyes. 
“Huh?” Y/N asked confused. 
“It’s only fair since you told me this was your favorite tea.” I said and she smiled with a small blush. 
“Um… I-I guess I can take tomorrow off.” She said with a slight stutter. 
“Oh so that’s what it takes? A date?” Felicity asked and Y/N blushed deeper. 
“He never said it was a date!” Y/N said and her sister rolled her eyes. 
“Tell her it’s a date.” Felicity said to me. 
“If you’d like it to be, I’d be more than happy to call it a date.” I said and Y/N smiled shly at me. 
“Okay… then it’s a date.” Y/N said and I smiled. 
“Perfect.” I said as I took a bite of one of the cakes. It was just as delicious as I thought it would be.
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akariamai · 10 months
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The Call
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Part 1
Pairing: Tommy Merlyn x reader
Word Count: 1088
Tommy Merlyn hurriedly got ready to leave your condo for dinner at the Queen’s household. His best friend, thought by the world to have been lost at sea, was found alive. Oliver Queen clung to life as his father’s yacht sank beneath the treacherous and unforgiving waves of the ocean. He learned to survive alone on an island fraught with danger for five long years. Tommy knew his friend, the person untouched by the current situation, would not be the same. He knew Oliver would be a changed man but so was he. He would still lend a hand to his friend and be patient and understanding. He would lend an ear if Oliver wished to speak about those years but never push for information. 
“Are you sure you don’t want to come?” It was not the first time he had asked you. The first came right after the call he received from Moira Queen. An invitation celebrating the survival and return of her son. A family affair. You refused to intrude such an event. You had no connections to Oliver Queen before the accident. He was merely a celebrity on the television. 
“I don’t think it’ll be a good idea.” You nodded confident of your resolution. Oliver Queen did not need to be overwhelmed with an unfamiliar face at his dinner table. Five years away from society and people is already enough to fathom. Having to learn to adapt in a world that had moved on without your absence was unimaginably incomprehensible. To be able to see the scars left after your supposed death could not be easy to swallow. Unthinkable, really. Adding an additional change probably wouldn’t be beneficial to his healing. Oliver needs time to adjust before anyone other than his friends or family waltz into his life however, you did understand where Tommy was coming from. He wanted support from his significant other as it was all too ponderous. 
Disappointment spread throughout his ridiculously handsome face before disappearing entirely. He nodded in acceptance, “Alright.” He made his way over to you, giving you a hug before placing a kiss on your forehead, “I’ll let you know when I make it home.” Starling City, while was home for the two of you, was also a dangerous place to live. You had learned the hard way and now place measures to ensure each others’ safety. 
In the early stages of your relationship, upon leaving his place in the dead of night, a random car intentionally rammed into yours, speeding away from the crime scene, leaving you unconscious and hurt before help arrived. You were told you were lucky someone had found you that night. Your injuries were extensive to put it bluntly. You would not have survived if it wasn’t for that passerby. Tommy, unaware of what had occurred, was notified of the situation the next morning and felt nothing but fear and guilt. 
The accident had left scars within your relationship. Embedded fear into your hearts of not being able to hold the other in the morning after. It left you with everlasting night terrors of that night. Continuously creeping into your dreams and scaring you awake. Tommy would stay at your place, holding your trembling body as he whispered sweet nothings in an attempt to soothe you. 
He helped you overcome your fears of being inside a car again. Your body remembered the accident all too well. Memories of the night would come flooding back, ultimately shutting down your body into a blubbering mess. He stayed by your side the entire time when he could’ve left. You wouldn’t have faulted him for leaving. You were in shambles but he helped bring order back into your life. 
You kissed his cheek and flashed him a gentle smile, “Have fun and be careful.” Horrific scenarios always tried to engulf your thoughts whenever he was out of your sight. Flashes of him bleeding out in a disfigured and wrecked car lingering in the back of your mind. These feelings of dread and fright were a byproduct of your accident and remedy your emotions. Calls from unknown numbers, during the time Tommy is away, raises your worries. 
He closed the door behind him as he left, leaving you alone with your thoughts, and you began to preoccupy yourself. You loved cooking, the negative thoughts swimming within your mind quiets, and you lose yourself within the intricacies of making dinner. In the background, a cheesy romance movie played on your TV. Occasionally, you would watch as you waited. Internally keeping track of the clock for you to finish cooking. 
Once dinner was finished you made yourself a plate and proceeded to finish watching the movie. Laughing at the ridiculous moments and crying towards the very end. The commercials left you alone with your thoughts, slowly spiraling, and was interrupted by your ringtone ringing. It left you with a different feeling, more anxious that something could’ve happened to Tommy, and you picked your phone checking the caller ID.  
It was Tommy and you sighed in relief for a moment before answering. “Hello.” Tommy usually left you a text message in case you were busy washing the dishes or taking a shower. You wondered what made him change his routine. 
“Hey!” He enthusiastically began, “I came up with a brilliant idea... but I wanted to run it by you first.” You remained quiet. “I want you to meet Oliver. The two of us could prepare dinner for him at my place. I want him to see the person who managed to set me straight.” He laughed towards the end, reminiscing his time as a playboy. 
Tommy asking you to meet his best friend was tremendously important to him and for yourself. While you had not met his father yet, Tommy had hinted his relationship with his father was staggering at best. Oliver is like a brother to him. You wanted to give Oliver time to adjust to the modern world before springing your relationship onto him but if he agreed then you saw no problem with introducing yourself. 
“Only if he agrees.” You didn’t want to do anything that would make Oliver uncomfortable. You were sure Tommy wouldn’t either. 
“Great!” His voice slightly rose in pitch, “I’ll ask him after dinner tomorrow and make sure my kitchen is stocked with whatever we’ll need... if he agrees of course.” You hummed in agreement. “I can’t wait for the two of you to meet! He’ll love you almost as much as I do.”
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bi-bard · 2 years
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You Take Every Part of Me, All of the Things You Need - Malcolm Merlyn Imagine (Arrow)
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Title: You Take Every Part of Me, All of the Things You Need
Pairing: Malcolm Merlyn X Child!Reader
Based On: Jigsaw
Word Count: 714 words
Warning(s): terrible parent (Malcolm), mentions of abuse, gunshot **READ WITH CAUTION**
Summary: (Y/n) had been raised as a warrior by their father, Malcolm. They get fed up when they see how fast he accepts his daughter.
Author's Note: Don't ask what season this is actually meant to be, I'm not sure.
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I noticed the new person in my apartment the moment he was there. I just didn't care enough to acknowledge him. He's not the one that I wanted.
"Hello, Oliver," I said, turning around. He was standing in his Green Arrow attire. "Oh, take off the hood, you think I don't know who you are?"
"Why did you leave that message," he asked, not moving the hood and still using that stupid low voice.
"The one on the walls," I replied. "Don't worry, they aren't for you. Not really."
"What are they?"
"They're for Malcolm Merlyn," I explained. "I just need a... meeting."
"Why?"
"Why can't a child see their father?"
"Father," Oliver repeated.
"Am I the first of his children to suddenly pop up," I raised an eyebrow. "Now, Oliver, I advise you set up a meeting with my father."
"Or what-"
"My father is Malcolm Merlyn... do you want to take that chance?"
I turned back to my kitchen counter. I heard Oliver leave. I chuckled to myself. That was all my father was good for.
A scary name.
A spooky story.
That's all he was.
All he needed to be.
But I was the only one that story never worked on. Never train someone in your image.
A few nights later, I found myself walking into an abandoned factory. I smirked as I spotted my father.
"Hi, Dad," I said before pointing to everyone else. "And Oliver and Diggle and Felicity in that little earpiece... And... Thea. Nice to see family."
"What do you want," Malcolm asked.
"Justice. Answers. Quite interchangeable really."
He took a deep breath. "What do you want to know?"
"What did I do wrong?"
He furrowed his eyebrows.
"It took moments for Thea to be accepted. Loved. But me... I never got that. Wanna tell your little friends the truth?"
His jaw clenched.
"Tell me, Thea," I called up to her. "What was your childhood like? Fun? Loved? What words would you use?"
"Normal."
"Plenty of friends?"
"Yeah," she replied.
"Dates? Birthdays? Comfy bed at night?"
"Yeah."
"I never got that."
"(Y/n)," Malcolm stepped forward.
I stepped back, pulling off my jacket. It was enough to show my arms and a part of my back. The scars clear as day.
"I never got any of it," I continued. "Behold! My father's finished jigsaw puzzle! Pushed until all that was left of me was what he deemed as perfect! Was that dramatic enough for you?"
"I made you a warrior."
"I wanted to be a kid!"
He froze again.
"You... You made me into a warrior because you wanted a warrior. But Tommy... Thea.... they got normalcy. They got a home. A proper home."
I pulled out my gun and aimed it at him.
"Dearest Green Arrow," I called. "With your permission, I'd like to be the last face my father sees."
"No," I heard Oliver behind me.
"I was only asking as a formality."
"(Y/n), wait," I chuckled at the sound of Thea's voice. "Come with us, let him find a way to make up for what he's done."
"Too late," I snapped. "I'm sorry, Thea, but it's too late. You went through training for 'as long as necessary'. For me, it never stopped."
"If you shoot him, I will shoot you," Oliver said.
"Will you, Oliver," I asked. "Blame the victim for fighting back?"
An arrow flew by my head.
"Alright, alright," I waved him off. "God, like all the little rich boys, aren't you?"
I took a few steps forward.
"Listen to me," I said quietly. Malcolm tried to stand taller. Appear like he wasn't scared. "I don't care how long I have to wait; I will be the last thing you see. And this little group... they'll turn on you. You always give them a reason to. You- Malcolm Merlyn- are a monster. And I hope Team Arrow knows better than to trust monsters."
I put on a fake grin before shooting a shot at his leg and watching him fall.
"Call that the first piece of your puzzle."
I waved back at the little team surrounding me before walking out.
Yes, I was a result of Malcolm's work. But what I did now was all me.
I was the consequence of his actions.
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Author's Note: I really don't know how I feel about this ending.
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deepinsonder · 5 years
Conversation
Me: I'm never going to fall in love with another tv show character.
Tv shows: *introduces new character*
me: nice try but no
tv shows: he's hot
tv shows: and damaged
tv shows: he's also secretly sad and lonely
tv shows: his mum died
tv shows: he's a grade a dick but with the right girl he's the best thing in anyone's world
tv shows: he'll support you
tv shows: he's mysterious
tv shows: he's exactly your type
tv shows: what about now?
me:
tv shows: he's got daddy issues
me: fuck
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atlasalexanderwrites · 7 months
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Welcome Home Baby Brother Pt. 2 (a Queen!Reader x Malcolm Merlyn verse One Shot....PT. 7)
IMAGINE...being the eldest child to Robert Queen, (Being in a relationship with Malcolm Merlyn,) and having dinner for the first time since your baby brother, Oliver, came back from the dead after five, long years.
Word Count: 2,437
Warning: Possible out-of-character canon characters! Spoilers for any readers who haven’t watched Arrow (I guess lol)
A/N: I hope you all enjoy it!
Previous Parts - 1 2 3 4 5 6
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“So, do you plan on telling him about you and Mr. Merlyn?” The question from Thea as the two of you were seated in her room waiting for Oliver to get out of the shower and for dinner to be ready made you flinch and look up from your cell where you had been attempting to do some work for Queen Consolidated while you waited.
You knew that it was going to be brought up, but you had hoped that it would wait until tomorrow.
No. You had no intention of telling Oliver about you and Malcolm. Not only was it something you didn’t know how to bring up, but it was also something that maybe your baby brother didn’t need to know about just yet.
Your gaze fell to your left hand where the diamond ring sat. Malcolm had proposed only a few months earlier during a three-week business trip in France for a joint Queen Consolidated and Merlyn Global business deal. Since then, neither of you had spoken about setting a date or anything to do with a wedding ceremony. A part of you was nervous to bring it up; you didn’t want to make Malcolm feel pressured and didn’t want to somehow, accidentally, bring up memories that would sadden him or anger him by reminding him of Tommy’s mother. The other part of you was nervous to bring it up to Malcolm because…because you weren’t sure you wanted to be married to Malcolm Merlyn. Not right now. Not with Oliver being alive and home and all those suspicions about Malcolm being involved with the Gambit bringing up not anger but dread.
You couldn’t imagine what would happen if that box got opened. You weren’t sure you wanted an answer to whether Malcolm had a hand in your family’s yacht going down.
“Oliver doesn’t need to know about my love life, Thea. There is no reason he needs to be told. Besides, it is probably best that we don’t overwhelm him too much. It’s like…how Mom wants to not bother Oliver with her and Walter just yet. Oliver needs time to settle and adjust. No doubt, he’s hardly at any time to mourn dad or…or even Sara.”
Thea nodded as you spoke and then rolled her eyes saying, “So, you’re scared to tell him?”
“Terrified.”
How could you not be?
Oliver from five years ago had been an asshole, but he still tried to fight every boyfriend you had ever had.
The last thing you needed was Oliver trying to fight Malcolm the moment he got back to Starling City, not to mention the awkwardness that could pop up between Oliver and Tommy as a result.
Sighing, you stood and brushed a hand through your hair while saying, “Look, I promise that I will tell Oliver, but for tonight lets keep that between us.”
“Us and Tommy, mom and Walter, Raisa, most of Starling City, and…” Thea continued as the two of you walked out from her room and headed downstairs.
She wasn’t wrong. Too many people knew and too many people could let it slip to your brother. But if you were being honest, your biggest concern was Moira. She hadn’t budged even a little on her dissatisfaction toward your relationship with Malcolm, and Moira took every opportunity she could find to try and keep the two of you apart. Even with you now living in Malcolm’s home.
It had been amusing at first, then weird, and then frustrating. It was like there was something she was trying to tell you without telling you.
Like Moira knew something about Malcolm she wanted you to know but couldn’t bring herself to spell it out.
“Tommy!” Thea grinned as she bounded down the last few steps and practically skipped over to where Tommy and Oliver stood, reconnecting in the entryway.
You met the gaze of your brother’s best friend (who just happened to be your fiancé’s son as well) and forced an awkward smile as Tommy greeted Thea. The two of you were on good enough terms, but you also knew each other’s secrets – secrets that neither of you wanted Oliver to know about just yet. It made the situation uncomfortable, and you were kicking yourself for not having spoken openly about it with Tommy before this dinner.
“Well, this is a sight that I have missed.” You finally spoke up, plastering a smile on your lips as you closed the gap between yourself and the others. “And to think Starling City was only just beginning to heal from the terror of Oliver Queen and Thomas Merlyn.”
Most of Starling City probably didn’t care that Oliver had returned. Those who were excited were, of course, your family and Oliver’s party friends.
Still, the thought of having Oliver home meant that there was a chance for some semblance of the familiar. As close to the “good old times” that you could get to with your dad being gone.
“We will try not to do anything too crazy.” Oliver smiled. His voice soft. He sounded sincere, like he truly had zero intention of being his old self, and his eyes held a softness that younger Oliver would have never shown – it would have ruined his party boy persona.
“Make sure you don’t.” you laughed as Risa stepped into the hall announcing that dinner was about to be served.
Thea snorted, “Let’s not keep mom waiting.”
Oliver chuckled at your sister’s attitude and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, teasing Thea about “Making mom happy” as they followed after Risa.
You couldn’t help but chuckle knowing that your stepmother or Walter had sent Risa to “collect” the four of you; no doubt, Moira was having flashbacks from your childhood to when you, Oliver, and Thea would get so caught up in something the three of you had chosen to do together that it would take your father coming home and being “stern” for the three of you to finally come back to reality.
The thought was bittersweet, but you didn’t mind it. You appreciated that you could remember things like that. Over the past five years, there had been plenty of days where memories of your brother and father had been the only thing that helped you get out of bed and get on with your life.
“Hey Y/n,” Tommy hissed, grabbing your arm, and stopping you from following after your brother and sister. He waited for the two of them to be out of earshot before saying, “Listen I just…wanted to make sure we were on the same page about…things. Like, what gets told to Oliver and what can be saved for some other time.”
You knew what he was talking about, and it had nothing to do with you and Malcolm.
It was kind of sweet that Tommy was so concerned about telling Oliver certain things because he wasn’t sure how his lifelong friend would react. It spoke volumes on how much Tommy respected and cherished his friendship with your baby brother.
You whispered his name and offered a small smile as your gaze slipped to your left hand and the diamond engagement ring that sat there. The smart thing would be to remove the ring altogether. After all, if Oliver didn’t see the ring, then he couldn’t ask about it, but you didn’t want to give the impression that you were ashamed of Malcolm and that you wanted to hide your relationship with him.
“I promise that I won’t say anything to Oliver about what you’ve been up to the last five years as long as you don’t say anything about me and your father. I just...I haven’t figured out how to tell Oliver about us yet.”
Tommy stared at you for a long moment, taking in what you had said, and then breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. “Alright, alright. Thank you, Y/n. I…thank you.”
“Any time, Tommy.” And you moved into the dining room to join the others.
While Tommy and Thea sat to either side of Oliver, you chose to sit across from Walter placing Moira (and Oliver) at the head of the table. You didn’t mind as it gave you a chance to speak softly to your stepmother and Walter about Queen Consolidated and it gave Thea the chance to soak up as much of Oliver’s attention and closeness as she desired. Thea needed that. She had been only thirteen when the Gambit went down – life was hard enough for Thea with being in her early teens, the loss of your father and brother hadn’t helped things at all.
Besides, you would have plenty of time to catch up with Oliver.
It isn’t like he’s going anywhere any time soon.
“…I was hoping to swing by the office.” Oliver’s voice pulled you out of your thoughts and you quickly snapped your full attention in his direction.
“Queen Consolidated?” you laughed, interrupting whatever Walter had been saying as a response to your brother. “You want to go to…how hard did you hit your head while on that island?” you teased while lifting your glass of wine to your lips.
“I had a lot of time to think while I was away.” Oliver smiled, although it didn’t reach his eyes. “I need something to do with my time, and I was thinking, why not make that something the family business?” his blue eyes looked from you to your mother and then back on you, “Unless this is your way of saying you want the company all to yourself?”
“Shut up, brat.” You laughed with a playful roll of your eyes, “I think it’s a brilliant idea for you to have a hand in Queen Consolidated. Dad would want it.”
“Then it’s settled.” Moira was beaming, clearly happy that Oliver had matured enough to show an interest in your family’s business.
You were proud of Oliver as well, but you couldn’t help but wonder what exactly had motivated your baby brother to want to take an active role in Queen Consolidated. Surely, most people who came back from the dead would want to take some time to rest and readjust to life. But Oliver didn’t seem to want to do that.
Actually, that look on his face…it’s determination. He’s home and he has a list of things he plans to do.
But what?
What has happened to you, Olive?
*
When you were younger, the thing you feared the most was that your baby brother and sister would hate you. That they would grow up and realize how lame you were, and they would then want nothing to do with you.
That morning when you got that call that the Queen’s Gambit had gone down, that your father and brother were lost at sea and presumed dead, you felt so silly for your childhood fears. You knew then that the worst thing imaginable was having those you loved ripped away from you in a moment, in the blink of an eye, without warning.
And now, standing outside with Oliver and avoiding going home to an empty house, you felt that fear in your stomach. Like this was all a dream and that you would wake up, having imagined Oliver being alive, and you would be back in that cold, dark world where your baby brother was gone. Taken from you by fate? A tragic accident at sea? Or…at the hands of unknown enemies.
“So,” Oliver sighed, turning to you with a smile, “When do I get to meet the person who gave you that?” he gestured toward crossed arms, at your engagement ring.
“The wedding?” you shrugged, trying to play it cool at first as you looked anywhere but at him. “It…the engagement is actually pretty new. We don’t have a set date yet.”
“Does mom disapprove?” Oliver asked the question softly, his gaze locked on you so tenderly.
You snorted, “Of course she does. Mom…doesn’t think he’s good enough or me. Which is crazy because he’s a businessman, he’s very successful, and his company actually has a lot of dealings with Queen Consolidated.” Your amusement turned to frustration as you spoke, frowning at your own words and the reminder that Moira could pop off and spill the beans about you and Malcolm at any moment.
“Do I know him?”
Your cheeks flushed at his question, and you found yourself chewing on your bottom lip instead of answering.
Humming, Oliver nodded and leaned toward you, placing a kiss to the side of your head as a sleek, black limo pulled up. “I know that I don’t have to worry about you, Y/n. You’re the smartest out of us all. If you’re sure enough about this guy to marry him, then I will trust you and try to wait patiently for you to introduce me to him.”
“Ollie.” You murmured, eyes filling with tears as you wrapped your arms around him, tucking your face into his shoulder as he returned the hug. “I fucking missed you, Oliver.”
He nodded in agreement, saying “I missed you too, Y/n.”
It took all you had to pull away from him, and it was only after the two of you had agreed to see each other again tomorrow that you finally forced yourself to move away from your baby brother and walk to the limo and Malcolm’s driver.
“Jude.” You nodded, refusing to show your surprise as you stepped past him.
“Miss Queen.” He greeted you with a tilt of his head and a small smile.
Smiling in return, you waved goodbye to Oliver once more before climbing into the limo and letting the door shut behind you.
It was only after you were off your family’s property and Oliver was out of sight that you looked beside you at the man who was supposed to be overseas.
“Darling.” Malcolm hummed, his lips turning upward into that ridiculously charming, crooked smile of his.
“You said…”
Leaning toward you, Malcolm placed a kiss to your lips while murmuring, “You needed me here more.”
Tears prickling in the corner of your eyes, you forced a breathless laugh and pulled away, settling back into the seat. “Thank you, Malcolm.”
“Of course.” He took your hand, placing a kiss to your knuckles, and set it in his lap – seemingly mindlessly playing with the band on your ring finger as he turned to stare out the window, watching the world fly by.
Content and exhausted from the day, you rested your head on his shoulder and let yourself drift off to sleep listening to whatever jazz number Malcolm had chosen for the drive.
*
I hope you all enjoyed it! And I hope you’re all a sucker for sister!reader x Oliver content as I am lol (Oliver being a brother is so lovely to me 😉 )
The next installment will be reader x Malcolm! Probably a gentle day for them! It won’t be out in the next two weeks as I have other one shots (non-Arrowverse) that I want to finish writing/editing/etcetera.
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