Girls kick ass


look who is working again in the ‘felicity is tony and pepper’s daughter’ ‘verse!!!

“Well, I have my allies, just as you have yours,” Slade told Oliver as they walked side by side toward his car. “John Diggle, for example,” Oliver tensed immediately at the mention of his friend. Slade took a step forward, his back to Oliver. For a second, he wished he was strong enough to detach Slade’s head from his neck with his bare hands.

“I suppose you’re wondering why he hasn’t taken his headshot,” Oliver‘s posture stiffened in apprehension. “Don’t worry. He’s still alive,” Slade informed him. Oliver gulped and let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in.

“For now,” Slade said, turning toward his car to lift up the door. “Just like Ms. Stark.”

“Ms. Stark?” Oliver asked in confusion. He didn’t know anyone by the surname Stark, less yet someone that worked with him.

Slade turned around to look at him, a satisfied smile playing in his lips. “Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot that you know her as Ms. Smoak.”

Oliver narrowed his eyes. “What are you talking about, Slade?”

“This is my last favor before I destroy you,” he said, getting into his car and reaching for a file in the front right seat. He offered it to Oliver.

He eyed it suspiciously before accepting it. He opened the file and there was a photo of a teenager Felicity, wearing a summer dress with short ginger hair and big glasses while talking to a business woman. He realized it was an old paparazzi photo. He furrowed his eyebrows as he passed through pages and more pages of information. The file was filled with photos from magazines that showed her always accompanied by Pepper and Tony Stark.