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unfitforsociety) wrote2014-01-03 01:48 pm
unfitforsociety) wrote2014-01-03 01:48 pm
I reached out for the one I tried to destroy
Batgirl
Sunlight in a moonlit world by![[archiveofourown.org profile]](https://p.dreamwidth.org/b164c54b26e4/-/archiveofourown.org/favicon.ico)
amaresu
Looking at the bright eyes of the girl next to you though, you know you made the right decision. If you'd stayed, she never would've become this person capable of making you exhaust yourself in the chase. Someone who could be your equal as well as your friend. It's a good thing, even if you miss her terribly. Cass comes back to Gotham to see Steph. This is lovely
Training bythedevilchicken
If you have ever wanted dirtybadwronghot Bruce/Steph with D/s undertones (and boy, have I!), then have I got a story for you! This is superhot and since I felt for Steph and wanted to slap Bruce a good part of the time, it's also in character! It was the same the next night, and the night after that, and every night until Tim came home. He had her kneel on a rooftop dressed as Spoiler, in the cave out by the batmobile, in the kitchen when Alfred was out picking up groceries. She did it every time, without question, not sure whether she should hate herself for it, hate Bruce or both of them. Then Tim was back and she thought maybe it would stop but whenever they met there was a moment when he'd look at her just so and suddenly she understood that he didn't have to say a word anymore, and she didn't have to kneel. He'd trained her. She did as he said. She still remembers how that felt.
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Arrow
Furlough bymoirariordan
Felicity arranges a quiet Christmas getaway for Ollie. Diggle helps. Lovely, quiet, melancholy OT3 story.
gimel bySpatz
Lovely story in which Dig and Ollie show up to help Felicity celebrate Hanukkah.
message in a bottle byspyglass
Charming epistolary Oliver/Felicity story.
Really Is A Hero byinmyriadbits
Then he started moving, and Felicity loved that he didn't treat her like she was delicate. He would touch her like she was special, sure, like he was carefully loving the way she felt, but he never held back as if she might break or fall apart. It made her feel strong, and satisfied, and possessive.
And it fucking felt amazing -- Oliver was all control and power and raw need like this, like he couldn't stop or take it easy on her. He expected her to keep up, and she did. Super hot and also wonderfully in character Oliver/Felicity. <3
Thin Lines byblithers
His tongue feels thick and heavy in his mouth. He closes his eyes. Thoughts slip away from him like the white flash of silvery fish, flitting here and there, sparks of light in the darkness. Oliver dreams in a rotating kaleidoscope of languages: Russian, Chinese, English, the island, the sand-paper grittiness of mud on his fingers and concrete under his knees, the screams of prisoners echoing in a metal box. He thinks of the way he wants to scratch his way out of his own head sometimes, to peel the persona of Oliver Queen off, this patchwork of half-remembered drunken socialite behavior and the hyper-manners of a civilized age that he wears like an itchy sweater. Really good story that reads like an episode, with slightly more insight into Oliver than we often get on the show.
we are not your island (you are not our distant shore) bymisura
Dig and Felicity attempt to seduce Oliver, with varying results. hee!
we build empires on your kitchen table bymisura
Ollie's oblivious but not quite as oblivious as Felicity and Dig think he is. Adorable OT3 fluff.
Where You Hang Your Bow byTassos
Brooding look at Team Arrow and all the ways they can stretch and fray but in the end, they still have each other. Lovely.
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Sunlight in a moonlit world by
Looking at the bright eyes of the girl next to you though, you know you made the right decision. If you'd stayed, she never would've become this person capable of making you exhaust yourself in the chase. Someone who could be your equal as well as your friend. It's a good thing, even if you miss her terribly. Cass comes back to Gotham to see Steph. This is lovely
Training by
If you have ever wanted dirtybadwronghot Bruce/Steph with D/s undertones (and boy, have I!), then have I got a story for you! This is superhot and since I felt for Steph and wanted to slap Bruce a good part of the time, it's also in character! It was the same the next night, and the night after that, and every night until Tim came home. He had her kneel on a rooftop dressed as Spoiler, in the cave out by the batmobile, in the kitchen when Alfred was out picking up groceries. She did it every time, without question, not sure whether she should hate herself for it, hate Bruce or both of them. Then Tim was back and she thought maybe it would stop but whenever they met there was a moment when he'd look at her just so and suddenly she understood that he didn't have to say a word anymore, and she didn't have to kneel. He'd trained her. She did as he said. She still remembers how that felt.
*
Arrow
Furlough by
Felicity arranges a quiet Christmas getaway for Ollie. Diggle helps. Lovely, quiet, melancholy OT3 story.
gimel by
Lovely story in which Dig and Ollie show up to help Felicity celebrate Hanukkah.
message in a bottle by
Charming epistolary Oliver/Felicity story.
Really Is A Hero by
Then he started moving, and Felicity loved that he didn't treat her like she was delicate. He would touch her like she was special, sure, like he was carefully loving the way she felt, but he never held back as if she might break or fall apart. It made her feel strong, and satisfied, and possessive.
And it fucking felt amazing -- Oliver was all control and power and raw need like this, like he couldn't stop or take it easy on her. He expected her to keep up, and she did. Super hot and also wonderfully in character Oliver/Felicity. <3
Thin Lines by
His tongue feels thick and heavy in his mouth. He closes his eyes. Thoughts slip away from him like the white flash of silvery fish, flitting here and there, sparks of light in the darkness. Oliver dreams in a rotating kaleidoscope of languages: Russian, Chinese, English, the island, the sand-paper grittiness of mud on his fingers and concrete under his knees, the screams of prisoners echoing in a metal box. He thinks of the way he wants to scratch his way out of his own head sometimes, to peel the persona of Oliver Queen off, this patchwork of half-remembered drunken socialite behavior and the hyper-manners of a civilized age that he wears like an itchy sweater. Really good story that reads like an episode, with slightly more insight into Oliver than we often get on the show.
we are not your island (you are not our distant shore) by
Dig and Felicity attempt to seduce Oliver, with varying results. hee!
we build empires on your kitchen table by
Ollie's oblivious but not quite as oblivious as Felicity and Dig think he is. Adorable OT3 fluff.
Where You Hang Your Bow by
Brooding look at Team Arrow and all the ways they can stretch and fray but in the end, they still have each other. Lovely.
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