smittenvigilantes:

Summary: It’s been two hours since they started fighting, and neither Barry nor Oliver can’t even remember what the initial argument was about. All Barry knows is that Oliver is in the wrong, and Barry’s hardly going to apologise for it.

Words: 2,388

Rating: Explicit

“You know, when you think about it, this is your fault, really.”

Barry rolls his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest. It’s been two hours since they started fighting – one and a half hours since Cisco called about the meta on the loose – and if he’s being completely honest with himself, he can’t even remember what the initial argument was about. All he knows is that Oliver is in the wrong, and Barry’s hardly going to apologise for it.

Before he can even whip out a retort, though, another crack of lightning is sent in Oliver’s direction, and Barry moves in the speed of light, knocking his husband out of harms way and onto the floor, before whirling to meet the eyes of the meta. “Do you mind? You’re kinda interrupting something here,” he quips, although he doesn’t quite feel the humour of it himself, so he can’t really blame the guy for not showing any amusement on his expression.

“I’m not so sure he appreciated your joke, Bar.” Oliver grumbles, struggling to his feet without even a thank you for saving his damn life.

“Alright, look, we can stand here and argue, or we can actually deal with this guy and go home. Your choice, Oliver.”

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Tumblr Drabble @2 - “Can I kiss you?”
Warnings: Bullying, Alternate Universe - High School

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eddiethallen:

Title: Inadequate

Pairing: Barry Allen/ Oliver Queen

Rating: Teen

Warnings: Body Dysphoria, Eating Disorders

A/N: Written for Day Six of Olivarry Week: Hurt/ Comfort

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[Excerpt]

He remembers when he first met Oliver. He was jealous. Reformed billionaire playboy, incredibly handsome and strong. It made him feel weaker. A playboy surviving five years on an island by himself? Barry’s not sure he would have been able to do that, and he likes to think he’s clever and crafty.

Of course, when he found out Oliver’s alter ego… well, it made sense after that. It didn’t do much to help with his jealousy, though. The firm grip on his neck – the one he couldn’t break by himself – just serves to remind him that he’s not strong enough, that he’d die without other people’s help.

And that’s just the way his whole life is. He’s just destined to be subpar. Or even below subpar. Is there such a thing as lower than below average? If there is such a thing, Barry’s the reason why it exists. He’s too skinny, he’s basically just skin and bones. No muscles at all.

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Olivarry Week - Day 5: Domestic

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Warnings: Rated T. M/M, Teeth-rotting Fluff, Established Relationship, Implied Sexual Content.

Summary: Oliver and Barry spending their morning in the usual way.

Good Morning

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Olivarry Week - Day 1: Barry working for the SCPD. So instead of having to use my brain, I drew a small scene from @wordswehavesaidworld‘s fic Partners. Put under the cut because spoilers!

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