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ceilidho · 9 months

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prompt: ex special forces ghost working as a “travel companion for hire” and reader hires him because she’s too nervous to go solo travelling

It’s not the first time you’ve been somewhere on your own, but it’s the first time you’ve realized that maybe solo trips aren’t for you.

It’s in Germany, three drinks in and stumbling back to your hotel room, paranoia gripping you every time you pass a dark alleyway or take a right onto a deserted street. It’s the man walking your way on the same side of the street that has you stuffing your hand into your purse, clammy fingers gripped tight around your keys.

On the flight home, you’re wiped. Beat. Finally untethered from a week’s worth of anxiety slowly reaching a boiling point. You’ve traveled on your own before, but it’s the first time you can remember being acutely aware of your vulnerability. Granted, before this trip, it’s not like you’d traveled all that much on your own, especially outside of the country.

Ghost comes as a recommendation from a friend of a friend. You’d hemmed and hawed about the whole ordeal the Monday after getting home from your trip—working the front desk at an auto-body shop means that there’s no shortage of people to talk to. The guy picking up his car (fender bender, a wicked crack down the front that’s since been fixed) listens to you gripe with an absent look on his face, but you’ve learned to tune those out. People will listen to you even in spite of their indifference when there’s nothing else to do.

“Y’know, I know a guy that does stuff like that,” he says, cutting you off halfway through another half-baked rant about airline fares these days. Your mouth puckers into something quizzical. Tell me more, it says without saying. “Ex-special forces. Left because of some medical thing, I think. Dunno. Anyway, he’s been all over the world—built like a brick shithouse, that one—and last I heard he was, uh, renting out his services.”

“Services?”

“Like, he’d go with you, hang back while you do your thing, but basically the muscle. There to back you up if someone fucks with you.”

You’re just fresh enough off your vacation (an entirely miserable week, lest you explain the whole thing all over again) to give him your number. He promises to put you in touch with the friend of a friend who’ll put you in touch with one Simon Riley. He then gives you shit about the price on his bill and you knock ten percent off begrudgingly because the piece of paper with your number written on it is still crumpled in his palm.

No good deed goes unpunished or whatever.

“He’s not actually in the country right now,” Laswell, the friend of a friend, explains over coffee, Biscoff cookies spread out on a little tea plate between the two of you. “Or the continent.”

“Where is he?”

“For the rest of the month? Indonesia. He’s supposed to be back on the ninth. Should I let him know that you’re interested in his services?”

It’s a toss up at first. The thought of sacrificing your dignity (he would be more or less your babysitter) for adventure is tricky. With the way the dates line up—when you plan on traveling and when he gets back to the UK—you also won’t have much time to make his acquaintance before setting off.

But there are places you want to go, sites you have scribbled down in a pocket-sized notepad folded up in the inner lining of your backpack. So you give her your permission and promise to join her and her wife for dinner sometime (repayment, and also it’s only been a few months since you moved, so you currently have a dearth of friends in your life anyway).

The first time you see him when he stops by your workplace, you can’t help the double take. It just doesn’t seem possible. You know from Laswell and the guy at the body shop that Ghost is ex-military, but you’d been expecting some buzz-cut, slightly smarmy army reserves guy, maybe six-foot and decently muscled. What you don’t expect is the tatted beast that’s near twice your size. Only the top half of his face is exposed, the rest hidden beneath a black mask; you think briefly of asking him about it, but chicken out under his withering stare.

He doesn’t seem impressed when he meets you. “What’s your list?”

“Um…just around Europe. I haven’t thought about it too much.”

He stares down at you. “You wanna hire me just to run around the continent?”

“I haven’t thought about it!”

“Well, best give it a think fast, doll. Haven’t got all day for you to figure it out.”

You do have to think fast. He doesn’t leave until you’ve spelled out exactly where you want to go, until he’s watched you book plane tickets over your shoulder, heavy at your back while sweat beads at the nape of your neck. He’s entirely too intimidating to be looming over you like that.

You watch him whip out his phone and fire off a couple of texts; your phone pings with an email telling you that you’ve been reimbursed for his flight and when you protest, he brushes you off by saying that he’ll invoice you for everything at the end of your trip.

Then what was promised falls into place. Free of burden, free of anxiety or restless energy, new possibilities open up to you: countries where you don’t speak the language; countries where the sites you want to see are spread out across a wide enough area that it warrants having a man packed beside you in a too-small taxi, his thigh a hot line against yours; hiking trips through national parks, where you don’t feel like you might slip down a hill and twist your ankle, stuck without water or cell service.

You only have two weeks worth of vacation, so you use them wisely. A week traveling across Switzerland and Austria, and then a week in Cairo to see the pyramids.

Ghost hangs back most of the time while you traipse around and do your own thing. You can feel him at your back when you approach the stands where the local vendors have set up shop, perusing silver trinkets and jewelry, only returning to your side when someone stands too close to you.

He fists a hand in a pickpocket’s shirt when they try for your purse, giving them a shake and sending them off.

“You didn’t have to do all that,” you mutter in his direction as you watch the young man scurry away. Not sure if you’re blushing or sunburnt.

“You hired me to deal with this shit my way. Don’t get mouthy now.”

You think it might be the former because while you might not be the best at reapplying sunscreen, Ghost has been gentle-parenting you this whole trip. He pulls you off into corners and growls down at you while squirting a dollop of sunscreen into the palm of his hand to spread across your face. You close your eyes when his rough hands trace over your face and breathe out heavily when he spins you around, big hands engulfing your shoulders and spreading down your back.

You don’t think it could get worse. It gets worse.

He won’t spring for his own room. You stare at him in disbelief in the lobby of the two star hotel where you’ve booked a room with a single bed. There’s a vending machine in the corner of the lobby that only sells coke (all of the other buttons are broken). One of the ceiling lights flickers on and off, an ominous buzz filling the room. Ghost doesn’t so much as blink.

“You didn’t tell me—I didn’t know that was my job,” you rebuff, anxiety a fist in your throat. You’ve already asked the front desk for another room, but they’ve been sold out for weeks, the woman at the front desk informed you with no small amount of pity. It’s the busy season; even two-star hotels get booked up in the dog days of summer.

He cocks an eyebrow, unimpressed. “Never had to before. My job isn’t to book shit.”

“I sent you my itinerary.”

“That’s not how I work, love. Where’s your room?”

It’s nothing short of humiliating to have him follow you back to your shabby little hotel room. Your hands shake when you unlock the door, opening it to something no bigger than a closet. You’d purposefully gotten a smaller room than you usually would, anticipating the cost of Ghost's invoice at the end of your trip. No good deed goes unpunished.

He ushers you into the room with a hand on your back, shutting the door behind him. You flick on the only light in the room, a bulbous thing hanging from the ceiling. No bedside lamp.

When he settles on the end of the only twin bed in the room, the bedframe groans under his weight. Your hands are already clammy. He’s already making himself at home, unbuckling his belt with a single hand; it makes you almost dizzy to look over at him so you try desperately to avert your eyes.

“At least wait until I’m in the other room,” you hiss, rifling through your suitcase faster to get your clothes for after your shower.

“Quit moping, love,” Ghost scolds, resting back on his elbows and toeing off his boots. “We’ll make it work. Just gonna have to get comfortable together.”

You scurry off to the bathroom with your pajamas clutched tight to your chest, paying no attention to the fact that he doesn’t sound as upset as you thought he might.

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whumpthemusical · 5 months

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Whump: The Musical Prompts!!

As stated before, this challenge will run from March 1- March 31, 2024. All fandoms are welcome to participate despite it being prompts based off of musicals. Once again, all types of media are allowed. This challenge has the standard "choose one for the day" style, but feel free to do all three prompts if that's what you want to do!! All types of whump are allowed, but please be respectful to your fellow audience members and properly tag it!! Some of these prompts are sensitive, so make sure you warn your readers correctly! There will be an ao3 collection and an FAQ post coming soon, so if you have any further questions or comments about this challenge, feel free to drop me a line. Happy writing, my beautiful ingénues, and enjoy the show :)))

The prompts will be listed under the cut for those who have difficulty reading fonts!!

Cats- Sabotage • Second Chances • "I Can Dream Of The Old Days."

Wicked- Mob Mentality • Propaganda • "No Good Deed Goes Unpunished."

Jesus Christ Superstar- Whipping • Betrayal • "Then I Was Inspired, Now I'm Sad And Tired."

Les Mis- Survivor's Guilt • Failure • "Drink With Me To Days Gone By."

Heathers- Poison • Reluctant Whumper • "Wanna fight for me?"

Newsies- Chronic Pain • Exploitation • "Let 'Em Laugh In My Face, I Don't Care."

The Last Five Years- Infidelity • Gaslighting • "I Will Not Lose Because You Can't WIn."

Hadestown- Deals • Doomed Narrative • "Doubt Comes In."

Sweeney Todd- False Imprisonment • Razors • "Have You Decided It's Safer In Cages?"

Rent- Substance Abuse • Poverty • "Feels Too Much Damn Like Home."

Bare: A Pop Opera- Outing • Religious Trauma • "Please, See Me."

Waitress- Unplanned Pregnancy • Abuse • "She Is Broken And Won't Ask For Help."

Tick Tick Boom- Atychiphobia • Working To Exhaustion • "Is This Real Life?"

Dear Evan Hansen- Deception • Broken Bone • "Words Fail."

West Side Story- Star-Crossed Lovers • Prejudices • "A Boy Who Kills Cannot Love."

Come From Away- Stranded • Aftermath • "Blankets And Bedding And Maybe Some Food."

Spring Awakening- Withheld Information • Suicide • "I Don't Scream, Though I Know It's Wrong."

Hamilton- Hurricane • Dueling • "I Will Kill Your Friends And Family To Remind You Of My Love."

Falsettos- Sickness • Identity Issues • "Death Is Not A Friend."

Into The Woods- Blame • Lost • "Nothing But A Vast Midnight."

The Great Comet- Abduction • Letters • "Did You Love That Bad Man?"

In The Heights- Grief • Homesickness • "I Know That I'm Letting You Down."

Be More Chill- Mind Manipulation • Panic Attack • "Everything About Me Makes Me Want To Die."

Moulin Rouge- Class Differences • Sex Work • "Come What May."

Chicago- Cold Blood • Trial • "He Had It Coming."

Six- Execution • Trauma Bonding • "Playtime's Over."

Ride The Cyclone- Unexpected Tragedy • Forgotten Whumpee • "I Hear The Anguish Of The Street."

The Rocky Horror Show- Obsession • Wrong Place, Wrong Time • "I've Seen Blue Skies Through The Tears."

Nerdy Prudes Must Die- Bullying • Ritual • "Who Will Pray For You?"

Jekyll And Hyde- Duality • Good Vs Evil • "If I Die, You'll Die."

Phantom Of The Opera- Disfiguration • Shunned • "My Power Over You Grows Stronger Yet."

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ghouligancentral · 1 year

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The Challenge

No Deed Goes Unpunished Pt. 2

Dew X Swiss X Reader Rating: 18+ NSFW

Afab reader, GN pronouns

Summary: Dew challenges Swiss to see if the multi-ghoul can make you feel like he does.

A/N- This is pure smut. Do not read if you are not 18+ or if you do not want to read NSFW content. You are responsible for your own content consumption.

Enjoy

For once in his life Swiss cannot think of a witty quip, in fact, he can’t even think of anything to say, witty or not.

“Don’t just stand there. Either come in or leave,” Dew instructs. It takes a moment for the multi-ghoul to even process those words, but it seems as though his body is making the decision for him. He takes a deep inhale through his nose before stepping over the threshold.

“Well, close the door you idiot,” Dew snaps prompting Swiss to blink a couple of times.

The door? Oh yeh the door.

With that Swiss closes the door behind him without even turning, The multi-ghoul cannot bare to take his eyes off of you. The way each flicker of the candlelight reflects off of the thin layer of sweat covering your skin has him captivated. His heart races as he watches the way your chest heaves with every shaky breath. As his eyes wander over your face, he is etching the sight before him into his memory, wanting to remember every little detail.

Swiss hesitates to move much further into the room, sensing your bewilderment. He watches as your lust-filled eyes flicker from him to the fire ghoul who is currently holding you in his arms.

“Let’s see if Swiss can make you feel like I do. Would you like that?” Dew questions as he brushes a lock of hair off of your face before tucking it gently behind your ear. Swiss holds his breath and hopes you can’t hear the way his heart is pounding in his chest as he awaits your reply. After what seems like an eternity, which in reality is only a few seconds, your lips move to form your answer.

“Yeh,” you whisper.

“Yes, what? I gotta hear you say it,” Dew smirks as he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck.

“Yes, I want to see if Swiss can make me feel like you do.”

You can feel a blush heating up your cheeks as you say the words. A breathy hum leaves the fire ghoul’s mouth, his warm breath ghosting across your heated skin.

“Good,” Dew purrs, “ You hear that Swiss, our precious little sibling here want to see if you’re as skilled as me. Think you’re up for it?”

That seems to flip a switch in the multi-ghoul’s mind, you watch as confusion and shock fade into confidence and lust. Swiss’ lips begin to curl up into a wicked smile as he looks from you to Dew.

“Are you sure you want to take that risk Dew?” Swiss teases as he makes his way closer to you,” what happens if they don’t want ‘second best’ anymore?”

Dew’s hands grip you tighter as Swiss teases, and for a moment, you think he might be regretting challenging the other ghoul. The tension in the room begins to grow heavy. You barely dare to breathe or make a sound, feeling that if you do, the ghouls will tear into each other. But just as the tension reaches its breaking point, you hear a low chuckling rumbling from the fire ghoul.

“Well then, I guess that means they won’t have to worry about fucking you ever again,” Dew chuckles as he pulls you even closer to his chest.

The smile on Swiss’ face grows even more as he kneels down in front of you. You quickly look away, feeling a flush rise on your cheeks, the intensity of the multi-ghoul’s stare has your heart racing. He brings his hand up to gently take your jaw in between his forefingers before lifting your head to look at him.

“We will just have to see about that,” Swiss begins, “ who’s going first?”

“I’ll go, I’ve waited long,” Dew grunts as he grinds his erect cock against your back.

With that Dew stands up, pulling you with him before He quickly spins you around. You let out a little huff as the fire ghoul presses your chest against the bed. His warm hand rests on the center of your back as he assesses your position, taking a moment to debate his next move. He grunts as he kicks your leg open wider, allowing Swiss and himself a better view of your dripping core.

“I thought this was about making [y/n] cum, now about getting your rocks off,” Swiss huffs as he begins the process of unbuttoning his dress shirt.

“I’ve already made them cum with my fingers and my tongue, now it’s time for them to cum on my cock,” Dew purrs. Swiss just responds with a grumble and rolls his eyes.

Out of the corner of your eye, you catch a glimps of Swiss moving to get a better view of your face. The warmth of Dew’s hand is suddenly removed and is soon replaced by his chest as he bends over you. The fire ghoul’s hot breath ghosts over your ear as he positions himself at your lower lips. The feeling of his body on yours is almost overwhelming and you can feel your own slick dripping down on your thighs in anticipation.

Your heart pounds as you feel Dew’s hands grasp at your hips, his nails digging into the soft flesh. Your mouth falls open in a silent scream as you feel the fire ghoul’s cock breaching your entrance. The mixture of his spit and your juices makes the motion easier but no less intense. His groans and growls echo through the room as he continues to shove himself into you. Your eyes screw shut as your hands claw at the sheets in an attempt to ground yourself.

“Fuck… fucking shit,” Dew pants as his hips meet with the backs of your thighs, “ you’re so fucking tight babe. Such as good little slut for me.”

Dew can’t help but grind himself against you as he waits for you to adjust, drawing a pathetic whimper from your lips. After a few moments of grinding, Dew slowly licks the shell of your ear.

“You ready?” the fire ghoul questions.

“Yes! Fuck Yes,” you gasp, wiggling your hips to encourage him to move. With that, Dew starts up a punishing pace. With each thrust, his skin slaps against yours.

Your body feels warm and fuzzy as pleasure flows through your veins. A grunt coming from the other edge of the bed draws your attention. Your eyes flutter open and you are met with a pornographic sight.

Swiss’s shirt hangs open, exposing his broad chest to you. His trousers and pants have been pulled down to his mid-thigh, allowing his erection to be freed. You can’t help but watch as his spit-slicked palm slowly glides over his member as a moan escapes his lips. You allow your eyes to wander up his body, stopping when you meet his gaze.

Lust clouds his eyes as he stares back at you, watching the way Dew fucks you. The fire ghoul knows he won't be able to last long, so he sets about getting you to your orgasm. Your attention is drawn back to the fire ghoul when one of his hands snakes under your hips and begins to rub your clit.

“Ahh ahh fuck,” you moan as your feel pleasure building up in the pit of your stomach.

“Cum for me,” Dew demands as he continues to impale you with his cock. His words push you over the edge and You are cumming around him. The Waves of pleasure coursing through your body causes you to tighten around the fire ghoul. A low moan escapes his lips as he continues to thrust into you.

The hand grabbing at your waist tightens as Dew’s pace increases. Profanities spill from his lips as he feels his cock twitch in your tight heat. It only takes three more thrusts before he spills inside you. The feeling of Hot ropes of cum painting your insides has your toes curling and your mind fuzzy. Dew continues with his intensity until his orgasm is over. Bodies remain pressed together in a sweaty, sticky mess as you both attempt to catch your breath. You feel as though you are floating and you remain swimming in post-orgasm bliss, barely aware of the movement taking place around you. Swiss shuffles forward to replace Dew’s hands at your waist before pulling the rest of the way on the bed. A whine escapes your lips as you feel Dew’s cock slip out.

“Hey there,” Swiss purrs caresses your cheek, offering you a cheeky smile.

“How do you want me?” you sigh.

“Just like that,” Swiss coos as he slips a pillow under your hips. You remain laid out on your stomach as you feel the multi-ghoul’s hands on your back. His hands gently knead at your shoulders before moving down to your hips, drawing a pleased hum from you. Swiss’ hands wander lower, pausing when they reach the spot where your rear meets your thighs.

The multi-ghoul continues to massage you before he slowly spreads your legs. You cringe as you feel some of Dew’s cum drip out onto the pillow situated below your hips.

“Fuck,” Swiss whispers, his grip on your rear tightening as he observes the sight, “you ready?”

“Yeh,” you hum in response. It is only a moment more before the multi-ghoul’s tongue on your pussy causes you to gasp. Swiss’ lips curl up into a smile as he continues to lap at your entrance. His tongue explores your lips before coming up to circle your rim. You moan as the ghoul begins working open the ring of muscle, opening you for him.

At this moment you have neither the energy nor mindset to question where the fire ghoul is or what he is up to, all you can focus on is Swiss. Swiss snakes one of his hands up under your hips to gently rub at your clit. Your fingers dig into the bedding as you try to keep still. You can feel Swiss’ lips curl up into a smile before he redirects his tongue to your dripping core.

Arousal pools in your stomach as you feel yet another orgasm approaching. The multi-ghoul must sense the change as well. Swiss’ fingers speed rub your clit fast before his tongue works its way deeper into you. The sounds of your moans and gasp mix with the muffled growls coming from Swiss.

Waves of pleasure roll over your body as your orgasm hits. Your legs tremble around Swiss’ head as he continues to mouth your pussy.

Your pleasure-flooded mind barely registers the shift in the multi-ghoul’s position. Before you have time to process the situation, Swiss has already impaled you on his hard cock. The feeling of your tight heat causes a shiver to run down the ghoul’s spine. You feel the ghoul’s arms wrap around your chest before he pulls you up so that you are seated on his lap with his sweat-slicked chest pressed against your back.

“That feels good, doesn’t it?” Swiss purrs as he begins to bounce you in his lap, each movement driving him deeper and deeper inside you. The way the ghoul is panting in your ear has your mind fuzzy. His fingers make their way down to rub your clit in tight circles. The overstimulation has your whole body shaking in Swiss’ arms. A moan is the only response you can manage as the multi-ghoul lands another devastating thrust

The feeling of warm hands roaming your chest prompts you to open your eyes, you find the fire ghoul beginning to play with your chest. A low growl escapes his lips as he leans down to press them against your soft flesh. Dew kisses his way to one of your nipples before taking it between his teeth.

Dew’s administration causes you to clench around Swiss, drawing out a delicious moan from him. Dew brings a hand up to play with your neglected breast as he continues to lauve at your chest. Once again you can feel another orgasm building deep within you as the two ghouls continue to ravish you.

With one last thrust, Swiss manages to trigger your final orgasm. A cry falls from your lips as Jolts of pleasure shoot through your body. A low groan rumbles from both ghouls when a gush of your juices soaks Swiss’ lap and the bedding.

“Fuck,” Dew pants under his breath. Your thighs shake and your body goes limp, prompting the fire ghoul to help keep you upright as Swiss continues thrusting into you. The intensity of your orgasm has you floating in and out of a semi-unconscious state.

“Shit!” Swiss growls feeling his cock twitch before he fills you with hot ropes of cum. His words sound so far away as you remain floating in post-orgasm bliss. Slowly, the two of them lower you down onto the bed so that you have the chance to catch your breath.

As you emerge from the hazy of your orgasm, you feel a hand gently caressing your cheek. Your eyes flutter open to see Dew peering down at you with a smile on his face.

“Hey there,” he coos in a gentle voice. You nestle your head against his hand as you focus on your breathing. You feel a warm cloth on your skin and lift your head to find Dew has already begun cleaning you up, wiping away all the sweat and cum stuck to your skin. Once he is done, the fire ghoul turns to set aside the cloth.

“So who was better?” Dew questions as he turns back to face you and Swiss. Before you get the chance to answer, the multi-ghoul rolls over onto his side to join the conversation.

“I think that’s obvious,” Swiss smirks,” you saw how hard I made them cum.”

“That wouldn’t have happened if I wasn’t playing with their tits,” Dew retorts.

“Oh yes, it would have!” Swiss counters, the tension in the room rising.

“Why don’t we just let [y/n] answer the question.”

With that, both ghouls bring their attention back to you. They both draw nearer to you before beginning to attack your body with gentle kisses. Dew goes for your neck while Swiss opts for your shoulder.

“Hmm,” you muse, feeling Dew nuzzle against your neck,” I’m not really sure.”

“Well, I guess we will just have to do this again sometime to help you make your decision.”

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calliesmemes · 3 months

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RANDOM DIALOGUE PROMPTS, ACT I

ASSORTED QUOTES FOUND IN FILMS, TELEVISIONS, MUSIC, AND LITERATURE.

CHANGE gendered words as needed.

SPECIFY muse for multimuses.

“ All this pain, all this fear began because of me. ”

“ After all this time? ”

“ Be careful what you wish for. ”

“ Can you get us out of the mess we’re in? ”

“ Come sit by my side. ”

“ Could they be misleading us? ”

“ Don’t raise your voice at me! ”

“ Don’t speak to me about grief. ”

“ History is a story told by the winners of the fight. ”

“ How can I see it any other way? ”

“ Hey! What’s the hold up? ”

“ Hey, you’re supposed to be asleep. ”

“ I am growing strangely fond of you. ”

“ I am the one thing in life I can control. ”

“ I don’t look for trouble, but trouble looks for me. ”

“ I don’t trust your judgement. ”

“ I didn’t expect to see you here. ”

“ I have a bad feeling about this. ”

“ I have betrayed everyone and everything I know. ”

“ I mean you no harm, you know. ”

“ I must do what is right. ”

“ I never, ever want to hear you say that again. ”

“ I think he did it, but I just can’t prove it. ”

“ I will not be there to protect you. ”

“ I will not be at your, or anyone's whim. ”

“ I won’t let you down. ”

“ I'll make sure you do what must be done. ”

“ I’m not as strong as I used to be. ”

“ I’m not the one you were meant to find. ”

“ I’m obnoxious and disliked; did you know that? ”

“ I’m trying to keep you alive! ”

“ I'm tired of answering that question. ”

“ In dire circumstances, why wallow in regret? ”

“ I’ve been waiting years for this! ”

“ I’ve destroyed you before. I will destroy you again. ”

“ It all got out of hand, and I am sorry ”

“ It feels like home. ”

“ It is good to see you smiling again. ”

“ It is plain that we are meant to be together. ”

“ It’s a pleasure to meet you. ”

“ It’s inevitable, isn’t it? ”

“ it's my job to take care of you. ”

“ It’s the middle of the night. ”

“ It’s not that easy. ”

“ It's predetermined, so you can't escape it. ”

“ It’s too late for me, anyway. ”

“ Just tell me what you want from me. ”

“ Lost for words? That must be a first for you. ”

“ Maybe it’s not a conspiracy. ”

“ May I… ask a candid question? ”

“ Men are such babies. ”

“ My heart can’t take it anymore! ”

“ New leadership is needed. ”

“ No good deed goes unpunished. ”

“ No one asked your opinion. ”

“ No one will harm you. I won't allow it. ”

“ Nothing’s impossible if you’ve got enough nerve. ”

“ Now it’s risky, but not more than usual. ”

“ Something in me wants more. I can’t rest. ”

“ Something in you knows it. ”

“ Someday you'll explain all of this to me. ”

“ Talk less, smile more. ”

“ The world is cruel; the world is wicked. ”

“ Terrible times breed terrible things. ”

“ That is not an excuse. ”

“ That was a command, not an offer. ”

“ This is evil, unthinkable...please, listen to me. ”

“ This is getting out of hand! ”

“ This isn’t you. ”

“ This is why you were born. ”

“ There’s no one left to trust. ”

“ There you are! I've been looking all over for you. ”

“ There's no one I trust more than I trust you. ”

“ War drives us all to do strange, horrible things. ”

“ Wishing only wounds the heart. ”

“ We can work this out together! ”

“ What choice have I? ”

“ What have you become? ”

“ What if all I have is my suffering? My regret? ”

“ What’s done cannot be undone. ”

“ What's going on? Why aren't you dead? ”

“ Whatever it is you decide to do, i’ll support you ”

“ Where are you off to? ”

“ Where did you learn to fight like that? ”

“ We have to get out of here! ”

“ Will you get out of my way, please? ”

“ Will you share it with us? ”

“ Will you lie down with me? ”

“ Will you fight or will you run? ”

“ Why are we cooperating with— with him? ”

“ You and I, friend, will go down in history. ”

“ You are a pretty little thing. ”

“ You are my home. ”

“ You are right to fear me. ”

“ You belong to me. ”

“ You can see right through me. ”

“ You can’t be serious. ”

“ You don’t have to be embarrassed. ”

“ You don’t have to hide. ”

“ You make everything so complicated. ”

“ You won't suffer alone. i'll be here. ”

“ You seem like a good soul. ”

“ You won’t try. You will obey. ”

“ You don’t have to be afraid! ”

“ You're the best thing that’s ever happened to me. ”

“ You're stronger than I gave you credit for. ”

“ You’re turning your back on your people again. ”

“ You’re plotting something, aren’t you? Out with it. ”

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supersources · 2 years

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wicked soundtrack lyrics as sentence prompts: part 2.

* when someone needs a makeover, i simply have to take over.

* i know exactly what they need.

* i'll teach you the proper ploys when you talk to boys.

* let's start 'cause you've got an awfully long way to go.

* don't be offended by my frank analysis.

* there's nobody wiser!

* there's nothing that can stop you from becoming popular.

* did they have brains or knowledge? don't make me laugh! they were popular, please!

* look at you, you're beautiful.

* he could be that boy, but i'm not that girl.

* don't dream too far.

* don't lose sight of who you are.

* wishing only wounds the heart.

* i wasn't born for the rose and the pearls.

* there are wonders like i've never seen.

* i think we've found a place where we belong!

* i'll be back for good someday.

* for today, we'll wander and enjoy.

* we're just two friends. two good friends.

* i am a sentimental man.

* i'm a sentimental man who always longed to be a father.

* i think everyone deserves a chance to fly.

* why couldn't you have stayed calm for once, instead of flying off the handle!

* i hope you're happy now!

* i hope you think you're clever!

* though i can't imagine how, i hope you're happy right now!

* listen to me, just say you're sorry.

* you can have all you ever wanted.

* but i don't... no, i can't want it anymore.

* something has changed within me, something's not the same.

* i'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game.

* it's time to trust my instincts, to close my eyes and leap.

* can't i make you understand? you're having delusions of grandeur.

* i'm through accepting limits just 'cause someone says they're so.

* somethings i can't change but 'til i try i'll never know.

* if that's love, it comes at much too high a cost.

* kiss me goodbye, i'm defying gravity.

* kiss me goodbye.

* come with me.

* think of what we could do together.

* together we'll be the greatest team there's ever been.

* there's no fight we cannot win, just you and me.

* i hope it brings you bliss. i hope you get it and don't live to regret it.

* i hope you're happy, my friend.

* and if i'm flying solo, at least i'm flying free!

* happy is what happens when all your dreams come true.

* i hear she has an extra eye that always remains awake.

* there are bridges you cross you didn't even know you crossed until you've crossed.

* why should i help you?

* all my life, i've depended on you. how do you think that feels?

* i never asked for this or planned it in advance.

* i knew who i was: one of your dime a dozen.

* does it surprise you i got hooked?

* what can i say? i got carried away.

* they called me 'wonderful'.

* see, i never had a family of my own. so i guess i just wanted to give them everything...

* so you lied to them.

* they called me wonderful so i am wonderful.

* kiss me too fiercely, i need help believing you're with me tonight.

* my wildest dreams could not foresee lying beside you, with you wanting me.

* and if it turns out it's over too fast, i'll make every moment last.

* maybe i'm brainless.

* you've got me seeing through different eyes.

* every moment as long as you're mine, i'll wake up my body and make up for lost time.

* say there's no future for us as a pair.

* what good is this chanting? i don't even know what i'm reading!

* [name], where are you? already dead, or bleeding?

* no good deed goes unpunished.

* my road of good intentions led where such roads always lead.

* one question haunts and hurts too much... was i really seeking good or just seeking attention?

* wickedness must be punished! kill the witch!

* just look at me, i'm limited...

* you can do all i couldn't do.

* i've heard it said that people come into your life for a reason, bringing something we must learn.

* i know who i am today because i knew you.

* who can say i've been changed for the better? but because i knew you, i have been changed for good.

* it well may be that we will never meet again in this lifetime, so let me say before we part. so much of me is made of what i learned from you, you'll be with me with a handprint on my heart.

* now whatever way our stories end, i know you have re-written mine by being my friend.

* i do believe i have been changed for the better because i knew you.

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simplywylan · 3 years

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SONG PROMPTS

Take these and use them as you will - bonus points if you know what song they are!! Some are obvious, some not so much 😌

1. I won't be silenced, you can't keep me quiet.

2. I have often dreamed of a far off place, where a great, warm welcome will be waiting for me.

3. How in the midst of all this sorrow, can so much hope and love endure?

4. What can I do to see you, the girl/boy behind the mask?

5. You're not going to slow it, heaven knows you tried.

6. You better get ready to die.

7. Raise your glass!

8. There's nothing more dangerous than a boy with charm.

9. Hot and fresh out the kitchen!

10. Did you see the flares in the sky?

11. Who would've ever knew that we would ever be more than friends?

12. You abandoned me.

13. I just walked in to find you here with that sad look upon your face.

14. You are the answer I've waited for all of my life.

15. There'll be peace when you are done.

16. I know I have a heart because you broke it.

17. If she/he loves you, let her/him go.

18. Here you come again - and here I go.

19. Maybe that's the reason I've been acting so cold.

20. You should know, I'm the one who's in control.

21. There's never been a way to make this easy.

22. Some get jealous, they can't help it.

23. They are the living reminder of all the good we failed to do.

24. Our last summer, memories that remain.

25. Are we gonna have a problem? You got a bone to pick?

26. And we're gonna let it burn.

27. I'd wait forever and a day for you.

28. There can be miracles, when you believe.

29. You didn't hear this from me, but some little birdie told me-

30. I loved you so much that I thought some day you could change.

31. I want to scream till the words dry out.

32. My head is screaming get a grip girl/boy.

33. Nothing ever lasts forever.

34. Tell me something I don't know.

35. You should've known better than to mess with me.

36. It will never change.

37. The answer to our never ending story.

38. So just turn around and forget what you saw.

39. I've tried everything but it's useless.

40. Look in my eyes.

41. When you see my face, hope it gives you hell.

42. Maybe one day you'll understand why.

43. And if you lose yourself, I will find you.

44. It's like I'm burning from inside out and I think I know who to blame.

45. But if I know you, I know what you'll do.

46. When I look in the mirror, I don't even recognise myself.

47. Pick yourself up and dust yourself off, and back in the saddle.

48. Tell me how to stop this feeling spreading.

49. But I got you to keep me warm.

50. All my life, you stood by me.

51. No good deed goes unpunished.

52. If you need me, let me know.

53. You will not touch him.

54. You say you're sorry, but it's too late now.

55. When all is lost, then all is found.

56. I try to capture every minute.

57. Ready for it?

58. Take a hint.

59. No one mourns the wicked.

60. And if there's a reason that I'm still alive when everyone who's loved me has died, then I'm willing to wait for it.

Also, feel free to send some of these to my inbox - I will write a little drabble on them!!

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Defying Gravity- Tom Holland One Shot

Pairing: Tom Holland X Reader

Requested by Anon: tom x reader where she's having her Broadway debut as Elphaba in Wicked? thank youuuuuu

Prompt: Your Broadway debut as Elphaba in Wicked makes you come to terms with your feelings for your best friend’s brother.

Word Count: 2400

Featured Songs: As Long As You’re Mine ~ No Good Deed ~ Defying Gravity

Warning: Swearing

A/N: musical people please don’t come @ me for this, i love the music for wicked but i’ve only seen it once on youtube

Masterlist Tom Holland Masterlist

*Gif is not mine*

~~~

“Just for this moment, as long as you’re mine, come be how you want to, and see how bright we shine, borrow the moonlight until it is through,” You held out the long note as you continued to work around the kitchen, putting away the dishes.

“God, Harry, did you have to get such an annoying best friend?” Tom groaned, walking into the kitchen in search of some lunch.

“You’re just jealous you’re not on Broadway.” Harry laughed from his spot at the island, taking a bite of his sandwich. You flipped Tom off, continuing to sing your song loudly, just for him.

“And know I’ll be here, holding you as long as you’re mine,” You sang, finishing off the song. “Fuck off, Tom, I need to keep my vocal chords in good shape.”

“Yeah, yeah, vocal chords.” He rolled his eyes, getting himself a sandwich.

“Sorry, I just forget you don’t realize how tasking it is to be in a musical.”

“Excuse you, I was in-”

“I swear if you say-”

“Billy Elliott.” Tom said smugly.

“You seriously cannot compare your ballet musical at 14 to Wicked on Broadway.” You said, making him scoff. Harry just laughed to himself, enjoying his front row seat to yet another fight between you and Tom.

You had been friends with Harry for as long as you could remember, and, for as long as you could remember, you had hated Tom. Okay, maybe not hated, but you strongly disliked him. You two had always been extremely competitive with each other; whether it was a friendly football match that turned into you aiming the ball at his balls after he cheated or him kicking you while you played video games with him and Harry after you’d killed him off, everything was a competition. He seemed to do everything in his way to inconvenience you, and you did it right back to him- which included him crashing some of your dates and you ruining his flirting attempts with other girls. When he went off to become a famous actor, you managed to start landing a few roles at the West End, which then became playing Elphaba in Wicked on Broadway.

And the rivalry between the two continued into your careers. Mainly because he made musicals seem so trivial (“you’re just dancing around on stage” “that’s rich coming from Billy Elliot”), when you argued that they were much more difficult than films. In all reality though, Tom knew you were right because you had to memorize an entire script and stage setting without ruining the whole musical, and there were no reshoots in musicals.

Your apartment lease ended just as you got the Broadway role, so you needed a place to stay for a couple weeks before rehearsals began. Harry was more than welcome to let you stay at his place, which also meant living with Tom for the time being. Your best friend was the only thing that made it bearable.

“Okay, okay, stop. Tom did a musical, Y/N’s doing a musical now. Done.” Harry said, finishing his sandwich and standing up. “Y/N, when do rehearsals start?”

“Two weeks, but my flight’s next week.”

“Thank God,” Tom mumbled, making you roll your eyes at him and you turned back to your friend with a smile.

“Will you be out for opening night?” You asked.

“Of course. I’m not missing your Broadway debut. Catch us in the front row.” Harry smiled proudly.

“Us?” His brother questioned.

“Yeah, mum got all of us tickets already.”

“Your mum’s the sweetest.” You replied, touched that she had gotten tickets for your big show already so far in advance.

“What if I don’t want to go and see you play dress up as the good witch?” Tom piped up. Harry sighed while you let out a groan.

“I’m Elphaba, you dipshit.” You said, but you could tell that meant nothing to Tom. “The Wicked Witch?”

“Oh, perfect for you.” He laughed.

“Whatever, I’m leaving.” You stepped out of the kitchen to go shower, leaving the two brothers there.

“Do you not realize how big of a deal this is?” Harry questioned his older brother, who simply just shrugged. “Not only is Y/N starring on Broadway, but she is playing one of the hardest roles in a musical. Think about how big of a deal it was that Far From Home passed a billion, that’s how big this is for Y/N. She was there for you at the London premiere, too, so the least you could is be there for her opening night. That or just get over your annoying crush on her.” Harry shook his head at his brother before exiting the kitchen.

Tom pouted and finished eating his lunch alone. Making his way upstairs to his room, he paused in his path when he heard you singing from the shower in the bathroom.

~~~

“One question haunts and hurts, too much, too much to mention. Was I really seeking good, or just seeking attention?,” You sang powerfully, stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around your body. Looking around the bathroom for your change of clothes, you continued, “Is that all good deeds are, when looked at with an ice-cold eye? If that's all good deeds are, maybe that's the reason why, no good deed goes unpunished,” You let out a small sigh, realizing you’d forgotten your clothes. You opened the door and jumped in surprise, seeing Tom on the other side of the door.

“What the fuck?” You exclaimed, pulling your towel tighter around you. Tom froze like a deer in headlights, his ears and cheeks turning pink as he realized you stood only in a towel.

“Were you singing in there?” He asked, shaking his head a little. “Is there a talk setting or do you just sing everything?”

“If I sang everything, that’d be an opera.” You deadpanned.

“What was that song you were singing?” He asked, making you raise your eyebrows at him in confusion. It wasn’t usual for him to make small talk with you, especially when you were all but naked.

“”No Good Deeds”.” You stated. “Why do you care?”

“Sounded depressing. Do you always sing sad shit in the shower?”

“Were you listening to me sing in the shower?” You questioned, and he just scoffed, rolling his eyes, before walking away.

“Weird.” You muttered to yourself, even more confused by his behavior than you had been.

A couple days later, you were packing and getting ready for your move to New York. Most of your stuff had remained packed from when you moved into Harry’s house a couple weeks ago, but now you had to do the last few things before your big move across the Atlantic. With the Wicked soundtrack from Spotify playing in the background, you sang along to the music while kneeling and packing your clothes up.

“I really hope you get it, and you don’t live to regret it, I hope you’re happy in the end, I hope you’re happy my friend,” You paused your packing, holding out the long note, not noticing Tom, standing in the doorway.

“Damn.” He said quietly, making you jump and immediately pause your music.

“Do you need something?” You asked, slightly out of your breath from the intensity of the song.

“No, just- I’m impressed.” He replied, “I didn’t realize you could sing like that.”

“How the hell would I have gotten this role if I couldn’t sing?”

“Harry said it was a hard role. I didn’t actually think it was. I thought it was more of a little white lie to make it seem more impressive.” Tom explained.

“Why would Harry lie to you about the magnitude of this role?” You looked at him quizzically.

Tom came further into your room and casually sitting on your bed, “You gonna finish the song?”

“I’m sorry, you want me to keep singing?” Your jaw dropped from his words. Never had you witnessed him being so interested in you or musicals before.

“Well, yeah, gotta keep your vocal chords in good shape, right?” He replied with a shrug and a smile.

“Alright, it’s just the end, so it’s loud with a lot of high notes.”

“Go for it. If I’m going to be there front row on opening night, might as well get a sneak peek.” He laughed. You turned back to packing, still glancing at him suspiciously out of the corner of your eyes. You started your music again to continue, it picked up tempo for the big ending.

“So if you care to find me, look to the western sky! As someone told me lately, "Everyone deserves the chance to fly!" And if I'm flying solo, at least I'm flying free, to those who ground me, take a message back from me, tell them how I am defying gravity! I'm flying high, defying gravity! And soon, I'll match them in renown, and nobody in all of Oz, no wizard that there is or was, is ever gonna bring me down! Bring me down! Oh!” You finished the song and looked over to Tom.

“Shit, that’s a high note.”

“This is probably the most nerve-wracking song.” You admitted.

“You’ll be great. Don’t worry.” Tom smiled proudly at you from your bed, making a strange feeling of butterflies hit your stomach. Maybe you didn’t hate him after all.

After that, Tom didn’t talk to you much. There were no arguments between the two of you, which Harry was grateful for. It wasn’t until the night before you left that you really talked to him again- or well, the early morning before. With the alarm informing you it was already 3 AM, you groaned, knowing your nerves weren’t going to let you catch any sleep. You slid out of your bed and made your way into the kitchen. You stopped in the doorway, not expecting to see Tom rummaging through the pantry.

“Sorry, did I wake you?” He asked and you shook your head.

“Nerves are keeping me up.” You sighed.

“You’re going to do great on Broadway. You’ll be the next Idina Menzel.” Tom smiled at you reassuringly before grabbing out a box of cookies from the pantry and eating some.

“Oh, so you know who Idina Menzel is now?” You teased, taking a cookie for yourself.

“Well, I realized I was kind of being a dick about the whole thing so I looked it up, and,” He paused momentarily, letting out a shaky breath, “I’m proud of you.”

“Thanks. That means a lot.” You smiled, “And you were being a dick, but I wasn’t really helping either.”

“Is this our form of a truce?” He asked with a laugh.

“Guess so.” You nodded. You leaned up to give him a kiss on the cheek before leaving the room with a short, “Good night, Tom.” and leaving him to wonder what just happened. Going back to bed, you smiled, still not even really understanding your actions- you just really wanted to kiss him.

~~~

You didn’t see Tom again before leaving for New York, which just made you even more concerned about opening night. You’d already arranged with Harry to go out with him and his family immediately following the show for a celebratory dinner. Over the 8 week period of rehearsals, you’d come to terms with your feelings for Tom- you didn’t hate him, you were in love with him, and that scared you. You didn’t know how he felt about you at all, and you just hoped that the dinner would go smoothly.

While on stage, all the nervous thoughts of opening night and of Tom went away as you acted and sang your heart out; you really felt like you could defy gravity. After the show, you washed away all the electric green makeup and changed into regular clothes. You smiled, receiving a text from Harry ‘We’re at the side door’ complete with a smiley face. You rushed out of the theater and were immediately wrapped up in your best friend’s arms.

“You killed it! I’m so proud of you!” Harry gushed happily.

“You were amazing!” Nikki smiled, hugging you next. Dom, Paddy, and Sam were next to congratulate you. You smiled, feeling bashful from all the kind words. Your breath caught in your throat when your eyes finally landed on Tom.

“You came.” You teased.

“It seemed like a dick move not to.” Tom joked as you hugged him. He whispered quietly in your ear, “Idina Menzel’s got nothing on you.”

“Not true, but thank you.” You laughed, turning back to Harry, “Where we going for dinner? I’m starving.”

Harry beamed, telling you about this great burger place he’d found on Yelp. As the seven of you sat down at the restaurant, Nikki spoke up to you about the musical.

“I have to admit, “Defying Gravity” nearly made me cry. You sounded so wonderful.” She enthused, making you blush.

“Yeah, that was definitely my favorite part.” Tom admitted with a small wink.

“You crushed it with “No Good Deeds”, just all of it. I’m so proud of my best friend, you’re gonna be a Broadway star.” Harry smiled, pulling you in for a side hug.

“Thank you. I got a whole year of doing this, so I’d hope tonight was great.” You joked. Once the celebration had ended, you hugged all of the Hollands goodbye on the curb of your apartment complex since they had to get back to their hotel.

“You go ahead, I’ll catch up.” Tom told his family, nervously shifting his weight on his feet. You curiously looked between him and Harry, and Tom raised his eyebrows at his brother, seemingly trying to get the younger one to encourage them to give you two some space.

“So,” You started, waiting for Tom to begin a conversation now that his family was a decent ways away.

“You really were incredible out there.” He stated and you nodded, beckoning him to continue. You leaned in a little, hopeful he’d get the hint and make the move. After a moment of him just smiling and staring at you, you rolled your eyes.

“Are you going to kiss me or not?” You asked. Tom’s hand came to your cheek, cupping it softly as he pulled your lips to his. He continued to kiss you passionately until you breathlessly pulled away with a small sigh.

“I should get back to the others.” He said, disappointment clear in his voice.

“Probably.” You laughed lightly. Tom kissed you one last time, before pulling away from you.

“Good night, Y/N.” He smiled, turning around to walk back towards his family, who were all conveniently waiting a couple blocks down.

“So you finally kiss her?” Harry asked his older brother teasingly once that reunited.

“Maybe.” Tom replied, but his slightly swollen lips and apparent blush on his cheeks gave it all away. He was definitely defying gravity.

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hope-for-olicity · 5 years

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Fabulous Olicity Fanfic Friday - August 30th, 2019

Happy Friday! So this is my attempt to both thank awesome fanfic writers for their amazing work and offer my recommendations to anyone who is interested. Here are the fantastic fanfic stories I read this week! They are posted in the order I read them. This and all previous Fabulous Olicity Fanfic posts can be found on my blog.

all love's luxuries (are here for you and me) multi-chapter WIP by @allimariexf - “One time.” “What?” “One time, to get it out of our systems.” “Felicity -” she doesn’t cut him off, but he stops because he has no idea what he planned to say. “Is that really a good idea?” Because despite everything he wants it. Oh god, he wants her. “No, it’s probably a terrible idea. But it can’t be worse than this.” OR: The angsty smutty tropey one-time-to-get-it-out-of-our-systems season 3 fic that no one asked for! https://archiveofourown.org/works/20332912/chapters/48210763

Time for a Story multi-chapter WIP by @smkkbert - This fic shows Olicity and their life as a (married) couple with family. Although Olicity (and their kids) are the protagonists, other characters of Arrow and Flash make appearances. YOU NEED THIS STORY IN YOUR LIFE. https://archiveofourown.org/works/3912157/chapters/8757172

It Seemed Like a Good Idea (At the Time!) multi-chapter WIP by AuroraB - Felicity, a blacklisted genius hacker, who works at Big Belly Burger, finds herself in quite a bind when her date cancels for her mother’s Christmas party. Not wanting to undergo the scrutiny of her relatives and her mother’s scathing reprimand, she kidnaps her long-time crush Oliver Queen and… insanity ensues. https://archiveofourown.org/works/12347259/chapters/28083000

Sometimes Life Drops Right Into Your Lap multi-chapter Complete by @bytemegeekette - AU - Oliver, recently unengaged decides a vacation away from Starling is a good idea. He just needs a change, little does he know that he's just one flight away from a life changing meeting. https://archiveofourown.org/works/4019701/chapters/9034888

That's The Way It Is multi-chapter WIP by @stephswims - Felicity Smoak was arranged to marry Oliver Queen and uphold the Queen values and image. She complies to protect her own family name, but it's not what she really wants. Just for once, she wants to be able to decide her own future. https://archiveofourown.org/works/19288078/chapters/45874270

No Good Deed Goes Unpunished multi-chapter WIP by @kuningatarmirka - Felicity wanted to do good. Her virus was only supposed to be used for noble causes. But things don't always go the way you want. University AU inspired by Wicked the Musical. https://archiveofourown.org/works/19452214/chapters/46299487

Tossin’ and Turnin’ by @laureningall - Oliver heads off on a business trip to Coast City - with Felicity instead of Isabel thanks to a freak injury. Tropey-ness occurs with a reservation for a room with one bed - and a full hotel. Oliver is about to find out what a challenge it will be to sleep in the same bed with Felicity. Only One Bed/Hammock prompt written for the #OlicitySummerSizzle2019 event https://archiveofourown.org/works/20380066

Shatter multi-chapter WIP by @cheeruplovely - Star City has fallen victim to a serial killer. https://archiveofourown.org/works/14594097/chapters/33728688

The Way Back Home multi-chapter WIP by @it-was-a-red-heeler - When Moira Queen agreed to pay the ransom money to get her beautiful boy back she was told to keep silent and wait for instructions. She’s heard nothing for a week. Meanwhile, halfway across the country Felicity Smoak meets a homeless man with beautiful blue eyes. And no memories. https://archiveofourown.org/works/18647716/chapters/44221912

Will Fate Allow? multi-chapter WIP by @mindramblingsfics - Seeing her parent's marriage dissolve at a young age made Felicity yearn for a healthy marriage of her own. She thought she'd finally found what she was looking for when Billy Malone showed up offering her what her heart desired. She thought she was happy and had everything she could want, but things began to unravel. Slowly she turned to someone who had become an unparalleled constant in her life...Oliver Queen. Oliver and Felicity are the definition of polar opposites. He is the mob boss that strikes fear in the hearts many, while she is seen as the sweet girl next door, but there is more to both of them underneath the surface. Along the way, they become connected to one another leading to their lives being intertwined forever. https://archiveofourown.org/works/16521596/chapters/38699951

Providence multi-chapter WIP by @so-caffeinated - Will Queen has struggled in silence in the year since he was shot. But when a shadowy crime lord known as Domino targets the only woman Will’s ever truly loved, fate forces him to confront his demons in ways he never could have imagined… Whether he wants to or not. Amelia Prescott has fought to take control of her life since learning two years ago that her personal and professional worlds were manipulated by others. But nothing can prepare her for just how hard she'll have to fight to set her own course, especially when her heart belongs to a damaged man and a crime lord threatens her every professional move... And her life. Destiny brings them together, but as chaos reigns and personal demons haunt Will and Amelia both, it may also threaten to tear them apart. https://archiveofourown.org/works/17919056/chapters/42308753

little wonders (twists and turns of fate) multi-chapter WIP by @alexiablackbriar13 - Oliver and Felicity's drunken mistake of a hook-up in the bunker comes with unexpected consequences in the form of a... souvenir. Deciding to remain romantically uninvolved, the two of them will have to battle all the trials and tribulations of maintaining a platonic relationship while Felicity is pregnant and the two of them are living together, coping with all the emotional baggage that they both bring to the table - and dealing with the fact that they are still very much in love with each other, but scarred by the events that broke them apart in the first place. https://archiveofourown.org/works/19436164/chapters/46256896

Need Socks by @cruzrogue - Oliver’s kept a kinky obsession to himself for years. It isn’t found out until Ivy Town where he finally shares his space with someone well not just someone… a woman that has burned his obsession for socks to the next level. Summer sizzler Accidental kink discovery. https://archiveofourown.org/works/20420456

Mothers Know Best multi-chapter WIP by @smkkbert - Since they have been kids, they have been best friends. Since they have been friends, their mothers wanted them to be together. After coming back from the east coast, Felicity takes over a position at Queen Consolidated, the company her best friend will soon take over from his father. Their mothers still jjpush for them to be together, and they seem closer to that goal than ever because wedding bells are ringing. The only problem is that they both plan to get married to someone else. https://archiveofourown.org/works/18921118/chapters/44918146 Mother and Daughter multi-chapter WIP by @geneshaven - This story takes place about a month after the end of season four of Arrow. Part 1: https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/185514424509/mother-and-daughter Part 2: https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/185838451529/mother-and-daughter Part 3: https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/186160753704/mother-and-daughter Part 4: https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/186325238679/mother-and-daughter Part 5: https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/186488413659/mother-and-daughter Part 6: https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/186812609664/mother-and-daughter Part 7: https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/187346683434/mother-and-daughter

All My Fault by @the-shy-and-anxious-fangirl - Oliver goes to the loft with the intention of simply being there for Felicity in the wake of Billy's death, knowing that she shouldn't have to go through it alone, all the while overcome with guilt for his role in that event https://archiveofourown.org/works/20436377

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Whumptober Day Nine: Shackled

I’m writing a prompt a day for October from this list. I wrote the start of this in Luna Park while listening to Wicked - can you tell? Still with Good Omens... still some things I’ve not done to them yet.

No good deed goes unpunished.

Seth never really got the point of that saying. Is it a warning? Don't be good or you'll be punished! Or is a promise? Don't do good or you'll live to regret it. Or maybe the angry cry of the people who do good and don't get what they deserve.

Looking at the being hanging from the ceiling, held up only by the shackles around his wrists Seth can really appreciate that final interpretation. The poor bastard had only come into the place because of Tom's kid screaming (a sound that made Seth want to scream himself because Sally didn't deserve any of this either and if he could just take her and stay gone he'd go and never look back) and look at him now. If he'd been human his shoulders would be dislocated or broken or something and there's a steady drip of blood from his wrists.

Poor creature.

The door behind Seth opens and Tom enters, followed by the lines and lines of Seth's bloody faithful. Those daft enough to believe that just because this poor creature isn't human it means he deserves all this. Seth knows what Tom has in store for him and God, if he were human Seth wouldn't stand for it.

‘My friends! We have a monster in our midst! A creature that masquerades as human and pretends at kindness! I first saw it in a bookshop pretending at-’

Seth tunes out, looking around aimlessly. Absently he runs his eyes over Tom's group of mindless minions.

And freezes when the meets the bright too blue eyes of a stranger.

For a long moment he can’t look away, spellbound by eyes that cannot be human. Then the creature blinks and goes back to staring at the poor thing hanging from Tom’s ceiling.

Seth looks back at him too, just in time to see a flash of terror - the first he’s seen - race across the creature’s face. It only lasts a moment but long enough for Seth to follow his yellow eyed glaze to-

The stranger. This poor thing has been whipped and beatened and tortured and he’s worried about the stranger in the midst of maniacs.

He must not be a stranger then, Seth thinks and then bites his lip to stop his mouth opening. For a moment he considers speaking then his eyes land on Tom.

No.

No, Seth won’t interfere. Let Tom reap what he’s sown and maybe an ally is what this poor creature needs to get out of this.

Maybe this stranger can do what Seth can’t.

‘-for we will have defeated our first foe on the way to cleansing this Earth of filth!’

Tom’s lecture breaks into his thoughts and Seth finally looks at his... his Tom.

‘What filth?’ Someone asks in an accent so proper Seth feels a little like he’s been called out by a school teacher. His eyes fall on the stranger immediately and yes, he’s the one who spoke.

‘You have a question?’ Tom asks in the tone of someone who does not actually expect an answer.

‘Yes,’ says the stranger and he steps forward as others shift away from him. ‘What filth are you cleansing the Earth of?’

‘This!’ Tom cries and gestures towards the shackled man. ‘This creature that dares lives amongst us like it has a right to-’

‘He’s been here longer than you, I dare say he has more rights than you do to be here,’ the stranger snaps and shakes his head. ‘Oh bugger this.’

He clicks his fingers and everyone in the room freezes.

Seth included. He can feel his heart pounding and tiny sips of air slipping out of his mouth but that’s it. He can’t move anything else.

The stranger steps into the circle, the one Tom swore that no being of Hell could cross, and rubs at one of the lines.

It breaks with a flash of light and the creature’s shackles vanish in the next moment. He falls onto the stranger with a loud huff, blinking his yellow eyes as his friend runs careful fingers over his wrists.

‘Oh my dear,’ the stranger says, then turns to look at everyone he froze.

Seth wants to tremble in fear, wants to scream and never stop, at the look on the stranger’s face.

It’s terrible and all Seth can feel is a deep and dark acceptance. He’s going to die here.

‘That one,’ the creature whispers, pointing a bloody hand at-

At Seth.

‘That one?’

‘He was kinder than the rest,’ the creature says and sudddenly Seth can breathe properly, wheezing as he collapses to the ground. ‘Cared more about the girl that screamed than the rest of them.’

The stranger Looks at Seth, a long moment of endless agony as he stares into the stranger’s too blue eyes.

‘Take her and go,’ the stranger says and Seth is scrambling to his feet before he can ever register moving. ‘Don’t look back.’

Seth doesn’t, even when the screams start. Instead he takes Sally and runs, runs as far away as he can get from the stranger and his creature.

Maybe that way he’ll be safe.

#good omens #whumptober #whumptober2019 #no.#My Scribbles #My Story #outsider pov #because i can #tw: torture #referenced #tw: blood #tw: dehumanisation

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Fabulous Olicity Fanfic Friday - July 5th, 2019

Forget Me Not multi-chapter WIP by @mindramblingsfics - Felicity was presumed dead after The Gambit was shipwrecked and she went missing. As the one year anniversary of her death approaches, a miracle happens and she is found. Just when Oliver thinks the universe has given them a second chance, he learns Felicity barely remembers him and the memories of their love together are gone entirely. Oliver and Felicity’s journey after they reunite prove to be a tough road ahead, and then they learn that Felicity’s accident may have had a more sinister motive behind it. https://archiveofourown.org/works/18392291/chapters/43556987

Fun in the Sun by @laxit21 - During the post-s3 roadtrip, Oliver and Felicity go to the beach, Fun ensues. https://archiveofourown.org/works/19396564

ONE | (Oliver the Footballer) multi-chapter Complete @someonesaidcake - Felicity Smoak had a plan; to save enough money to kick her monotonous job and start up the company of her dreams. She made good plans, solid plans, attainable plans. He was never part of her plan. His name was Oliver Queen, the reclusive Brazilian football star with a broken smile and a story to tell. He'd never planned on her either. https://archiveofourown.org/works/15005402/chapters/34779542

Lights Will Guide You Home multi-chapter WIP by behindblueyes72 - Warning "Lights Will Guide You Home" will be an intense story that will take you to some emotional places. It will be one hell of a ride but our Olicity will land in a beautiful loving spot. https://archiveofourown.org/works/19209877

Helplessly Wrecked multi-chapter WIP by @cruzrogue - A very smart, passionate, woman. Worked to get her dual masters from MIT, it may have taken longer being a mother of triplets but at least she has her mother’s support. Oliver Queen still has a yacht incident and was marooned for shorter time frame on a real deserted island. He never flunked out of his Ivy League schooling and is a very sought-after bachelor. His relationships never last more than half a year and is known to throw himself into his work. His motto ‘work hard play harder’. https://archiveofourown.org/works/19194103/chapters/45628978

seemingly impossible (but not untrue) multi-chapter WIP by @alexiablackbriar13 - Young genius historian Dr Felicity Smoak unknowingly and accidentally calls up a bewitched alchemical manuscript within the Oxford Bodleian Libraries - a book that has been lost for centuries. Descended from an old and distinguished line of witches, Felicity wants nothing to do with magic, despite her unruly and powerful abilities. But her discovery of Ashmole 782 sets the world of creatures stirring; with a mystery afoot and new, dangerous magical abilities manifesting for her to navigate, she is approached by the enigmatic vampire biochemist Professor Oliver Queen, who seems to have a deep interest in both the manuscript… and her. Based on A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness. https://archiveofourown.org/works/16224353/chapters/37923743

Ride or Die multi-chapter Complete by @someonesaidcake - They say that life is a series of events that we can neither predict nor control.... And then there is him. He’s a bit of an enigma. ~*~*~*~ Young CEO Felicity Smoak is just trying to make her mark on the world, yes she's a little high strung and stressed, but it was what is was... until he came along. With eyes a girl could lose herself in and shoulder-tapping hair made for hanging on to Oliver Queen was reckless and carefree. Also, he rode a bike. He was everything she wasn't and he was a sucker for those sinful red lips and everything that came with them. https://archiveofourown.org/works/11800128/chapters/26616567

You Can't Afford Him multi-chapter WIP by @quiveringbunny - Oliver and Felicity, still strained after returning from Lian Yu following the takedown of Slade Wilson, take on roles that challenge their buried feelings when they go undercover to investigate a dangerous arms dealer. A Macau casino. A luxury suite. Suspenders. Lucky red panties. What could go wrong? https://archiveofourown.org/works/18338246/chapters/43413185

My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark multi-chapter WIP by @tangled23works - This is a collection of scenes I've written but will probably never have the time to publish as part of a larger fic. Sometimes, there are stories that need to be told no matter how short they are. Anyway, each chapter is inspired by a song. https://archiveofourown.org/works/18804658/chapters/44618395

Worth a Thousand Words by @laxit21 - While on their roadtrip after defeating Ra's, Felicity learns about one of Oliver's hidden talents. Prompt: Romantic Sunsets https://archiveofourown.org/works/19476925

When Did It All Go Wrong multi-chapter WIP by @wrldtravler - After a mission with A.R.G.U.S. goes south, agent Oliver Queen learns something he shouldn't about Director Amanda Waller. Sent on the run when A.R.G.U.S. turns against him, he’s forced to seek out the one person that never wanted to see him again but whom he trusts with his life: his ex, Felicity Smoak. Putting their past behind them, the estranged pair come together along with John Diggle and Lyla Michaels to stop the looming threat. However, the past never stays buried for long. With their renewed connection comes great strength. But where there is strength, there is also great weakness – one that may cost them everything they worked to prevent. https://archiveofourown.org/works/19019845/chapters/45169432

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