5 Sentence Prompts Continued

1. Oliver + Felicity's butt - Anonymous

It's right there, in his face, and whether she means to or not, it keeps coming closer as she backs up away from her desk. Full, round, voluptuous, curvy; he could spend all day describing it, but it's probably not in his best interest.

She shouldn't find him staring, especially if he doesn't want a black eye or a bloody nose. She's not his to drool over, and probably never will be.

But he can't help himself; for just one more stolen moment, he gazes and wonders what it would be like to push her dress up and let his hands rest upon those soft curves.

2. Another! Another! Yay prompts! Suddenly Oliver and Felicity are nowhere to be found. - Anonymous

"Have you seen Oliver and Felicity?" Diggle asks as he steps into the foundry, glancing around to find only Roy slipping on a t-shirt.

"They were here when I went to take a shower," Roy replies, also looking around to see where the boss and the I.T. expert have gone.

When they can't find them, they split up and start searching further into the foundry.

"Uh, Roy," Diggle mumbles as he motions for the younger man to follow.

They find the pair laying on Oliver's cot, fast asleep with his arms securely around her waist and her face pressed up against his bare chest.

3. 5 sentences prompt: little feet waking them up in the morning :) - Anonymous

She's snuggled into his side, just like she is every morning, her breathing deep and even as her head rises with his chest. Her hair fans out, falling over across his neck and arm, but it's not the reason why he's awake this morning.

The pitter-patter of little feet running around the hall, and the squealing giggles coming from the room next door have awoken him. He doesn't have the heart to wake his wife and simply lays there, listening to the sounds of their children playing in the early morning hours.

He doesn't know he's fallen asleep again until those little feet are bursting through the door and jumping into bed with them, nestling between them seeking out their loving embraces and soft kisses.

4. olicity + being ticklish - mimozka

He discovers it by accident, when his hand slips and slides across her ribs as he tries to hold onto her since he's too weak to stand himself. She lets out a squeal and a surprised giggle while jerking back away from his wandering hand, then quickly apologizes as he files it away for future reference.

It becomes a game after that, where he tries to find the spots that make her react uncontrollably: under her arms, behind her knees, the sides of her neck. And she lets him, for some unknown reason, even though he has no right to tickle her, she lets him anyway, and it makes him feel an odd combination of childlike joy and predatory need.

It finally comes to a head one day when he's exhausted, laying on his cot, and she returns the favor by finding where he's ticklish most and exploiting it since he's too tired to defend himself. They laugh for hours on end until her mouth finds his, effectively shutting him up with a kiss that quickly turns into something more than either one of them expected.

5. Olicity + porn - Anonymous

She doesn't know whether to be offended or surprised when she finds the box marked "Porn" stashed on the top shelf of a cabinet inside the lair when she goes looking for more toilet paper for the bathroom. The box just falls at her feet without opening, and when she picks it up, she can see it's his handwriting on the side and that strange word intrigues her.

Does she open the box or does she put it back on the shelf as if she'd never seen it? But it's a mystery, and mysteries must be solved in her mind, no matter the outcome.
So she pulls the flimsy lid off and finds hundreds, if not thousands of family photos he must have saved before the mansion was repossessed. Many are old while some are new, but the one that attracts her attention is the last one in the stack, the one with her and him sitting beside each other near her desk and smiling at the camera.

A tear falls down her cheek, one she knows she shouldn't cry because he pulled the plug a long time ago, but she can't help wondering if this is the picture he looks at most judging by the way the edges are worn.

6. 5SP: If it isn't/ain't broke, don't fix it! - justscribbling

"If it ain't broke, don't fix it," her mamma always used to say.

But things were broken and falling apart and being barely held together by the metaphorical sticky tape they'd been wrapped in, and everyone refused to acknowledge it.

They went about their days as if it wasn't broken, as if the world still turned the same way, as if live hadn't changed since he said those three little words.

It had changed though, for the worse instead of the better.

"If it ain't broke, don't fix it," her mamma always used to say, not knowing just how useless the phrase was when it came to her and Oliver.

7. 5 sentence prompt: calendar days - awriterincowboyboots

She counted, once, twice, three times just to be sure, and she was right; fourteen calendar days had passed since her last period, and she was never this late.

Her heart swelled as she rushed to the store and bought what she needed just to be sure.

"What are you doing in there?" Oliver asked as he knocked on the bathroom door, having spotted her going in there over half an hour earlier.

The door opened to reveal her grinning, a little white stick in her hand. She handed it to him and he looked down; the line was pink.

8. Olicity + Felicity slapping Oliver - bluemorgana

The argument about the amount of time she spent with Ray had grown heated, to the point where they were basically toe-to-toe shouting at each other, their voices growing louder and louder until Diggle decided to leave and Roy simply covered his ears. (Someone had to be there in case someone needed to step in and pull them apart.)
It finally came to a head when Oliver, in a blind fit of rage, said, "Fine! Go! It's not like you've been paying much attention down here anyway!"

Her hand came flying up, striking his face with a slap so hard it made Roy cringe, and then she was moving, turning around and grabbing her things off her desk before practically running up the stairs and out of the foundry.

Roy saw tears streaking down her cheeks, and when he turned to his boss, he could see the look of complete and total devastation written all over his face.

Oliver knew he'd really fucked up this time, but was he going to stay rooted to the floor, or was he finally going to go after her and apologize?

9. olicity + felicity's glasses (this is a personal fave because I have glasses) - dangling-maybes

They were perched on her delicate nose, like always, as her fingers flew across the keyboard, writing lines of code so face, he wondered how her eyes kept up with the letters and numbers that scrolled across her screen.

When she was thinking or trying to solve a complex problem, she'd take them off and chew on the temple tips for just a moment, her brows furrowed until it finally hit her, then they'd be placed back on her face to continue working.

When she cried, she'd hold them in her hands, between her index and middle fingers, the frames perched on her knuckles as her hands ran over her face, wiping away the tears that fell down her cheeks, and when she was done, they'd be placed back on her nose as if nothing had happened.

When she had a special occasion to go to, they'd be replaced with contacts to make her appear more gorgeous, even though he thought she was far more beautiful with them than without.

Tonight, though, they were being pushed up by her arm as she slept haphazardly on her desk, exhausted from a long day at both her jobs, so he gently eased them off her face and set them down on the desk then grabbed a blanket off his cot and threw it around her shoulders.

10. 5 sentences Olicity: You know how I feel about HIM - Anonymous

"You know how I feel about… him. It's practically the only thing I seem to talk about these days, and even though I know you can't answer back and give me any advice, I still like to think you're listening," Felicity said as she finished her rant and stood up. "Anyway, just thought I'd give you an update as to what was going on and tell you that I miss you, every day, like Laurel misses you and Oliver misses you, even though they can't come out here as much anymore. We all miss you and we're trying really hard to find out who did this to you, so please, just know, you're greatly missed by all of us."

She placed her hand on the gravestone, giving it a pat before saying her goodbyes. The rain came down in a never-ending drizzle that dampened the ground to the point where her shoes sank in as she tried to navigate through the wet grass away from Sara's grave and back towards her car feeling slightly better now that she'd been able to talk to someone about her problems. It didn't matter that Sara couldn't answer back.

11. olicity + oliver's baby photos. I bet he was a chubby baby haha - amypueblopoehler

"Oh, my god," Felicity giggled as she flipped through the pages of the photo album in her lap, staring down at the photos as she sipped from her glass of sparkling cider.

"Oliver was such a cute little chubby baby!" she cooed before looking up at those who were gathered around her.

"I know, right?" Thea replied with a smile. "I just found those while I was going through some old boxes we had in storage to see if I could find the old crib. I did find it, by the way, along with this." She handed Felicity a small shoe box.

Felicity opened it to reveal a well worn white teddy bear inside with pink and blue ribbons tied around it's neck.

"That bear belong to both of us at one point and I wanted to pass it down to the little one," Thea said, a little hitch appearing in her voice as she spoke.

Felicity could see the significance behind the gesture and quickly (or as quickly as her eight-month-pregnant body would allow her to) got up to hug her sister-in-law.

12. Olicity + telling everyone/bragging how brilliant/gorgeous their kid is. (This is like the 3rd one i sent you in as many days, but you cannot honestly expect me to pass up an opportunity to enjoy your writing) - mimozka

She had never been much of a bragger, deciding it was better to keep crazy thoughts on the inside before accidentally sticking her foot in her mouth as she was prone to do then getting teased for it. But Oliver was the exact opposite; he'd brag to anyone within earshot about brilliant and gorgeous their daughter was.

Then again, Stella was the apple of his eye, and Felicity doubted she could shush her husband any longer. He was just so proud of her, proud of how amazing and brilliant she was. "Just like her mother," he always said, glancing back at her with a smile and a twinkle in his eye.