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[viridescere]

1. Earth II - what's Oliver like there, what's your character like there, let's make a scenario!

2. First Date

3. Rainy Evening - we all know Star City is somewhere in the PNW where it rains all the time. Hit me up with your rainy day fantasies and I will oblige.

4. Rescue! Let Oliver rescue your character from danger or, conversely, you can rescue him.

5. Anything Goes - suggest below.

Pick one and I will write a start for you :)

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[viridescere]

"I just want to keep him safe. It's going to be easier to do that if I keep my distance, minimize who knows about him."

Oliver was all about control and so much about this situation with William and the fallout of it had been outside of his scope of control.

[prosecutorial]

She knows how Oliver needs to control his surroundings and the actions of his team. She's been on the backlash of that on more than one occasion. But she also knows that sometimes keeping someone safe doesn't always involve keeping your distance or keeping secrets.

"I get that. And I get where you're coming from. But Oliver, that doesn't mean you're not allowed to be upset about what you're losing, too."

[viridescere]

"I want to be? But we can't afford for me to be upset," Oliver admitted. It was safe enough to admit to that to Laurel, who had known him before he was the Arrow and long before Oliver Queen was worth knowing, but it wasn't safe to admit to the others.

"I need to keep control of myself, my emotions. I can't get reckless."

[prosecutorial]

"So don't get reckless." She considers for a moment, before taking a small step closer and sliding her arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer. It's because she's known him so long, and he's been part of her life for so long that she can do this for him and pretend to the rest of the team that this never happened.

"It doesn't have to leave this room."

[viridescere]

It took Oliver a moment to return the hug, to fold his arms around her and take the solace that she offered. So long, he had bottled up all his emotions and held them close. It was a relief to finally let them out.

"I don't know if I can help it, Laurel."

[prosecutorial]

She rubs his back gently as she keeps him close, closing her eyes because she knows that that's as close to admitting he actually feels anything. She squeezes his shoulders tightly before pulling back to look at him again.

"Then use it. But be smart about it. Trust one of us if we call you out on it."

[viridescere]

"I always trust you to call me out on things," Oliver said. It wasn't something he'd admitted to explicitly before but his and Laurel's relationship was so far evolved past what it used to be that he had no issues with discussing it now.

"I trust your judgment almost more than my own, in some ways."

[prosecutorial]

"Then I'll keep you in line," she says with a nod, because she can do that, at least. "You just have to listen to me." Which she wonders if Oliver really does, sometimes, but if he's willing to trust her on this, she will try and trust him.