Felicity has made it quite clear that she will not be sitting down in a damp basement pining for Oliver, even if that basement has a salmon ladder. When Oliver sees his Girl Wednesday lip locked with Superman, I mean Ray Palmer, he, like the rest of the Olicity fandom, loses his mind. We all held our breaths because his outburst almost had one causality: the love Fern.
When Felicty walks in, Oliver does this trance like windshield wiper wave, probably because he’s in the same Olicity trance that we are now all in. She gives him the notebook and we’re one step closer to the Queen being in her rightful thrown: her chair in the lair.
She babbled, he smirked and Olicity was born. From that moment on, the childhood scars of red pen markings were erased because a red pen became the sweetest of writing instruments.
The city is burning and earthquake machines are about to go off. The smart move might be to catch an Uber out of Starling. Yet, we were all with Felicity when she pledged her loyalty to Oliver and Team Arrow. This became the “I’ll never let go, Jack” Titanic quote for the Olicity fandom. And from that moment on, as long as Olicity is there, we’re not leaving.
Oliver: Tarzan. Felicity: Jane. Audience: Dead. Whenever these two propel through the air, Tumblr and hearts explode. Maybe it was the long hiatus or Stephen Amell’s blinding abs, but this particular swing left us as breathless as Felicity.
Felicity has always been the good angel on Oliver’s shoulder. They might as well pull a Full House Michelle Tanner gag and shrink her down and put her on his shoulder. Then put Laurel, dressed in red, on the other screaming Kill! Kill! So when Felicity channeled her inner Sopranos’ wife and told Oliver to get Thea back by any means necessary, we all agreed....that was HOT!
I don’t care how many times my Mom claims that Doctor Zhivago is one of the most romantic movies of all time. Thanks to Isabel Rochev and her vodka pushing harlot ways, Russia will always be the place where romance goes to die.
Here’s where these two mess with my psyche. I should not daydream of being kidnapped by a hopped up drug dealer. But if Oliver Queen or Stephen Amell comes to my rescue and then softly grazes my arm to calm me, I got to say kind of worth it. Also this was Olicity fans first real smoaking (yes Smoaking) gun that we were not looking through our shipper glasses and Oliver had joined us and was falling for Felicity. Dude broke his vow and put, not one, but three arrows in The Count. Endgame chants were mounting.
The scene was set. An abandoned mansion, one crazed villain and our hot couple. And finally Oliver says those three little words, “I love you.” Hearts stopped. Victory videos were being prepped for YouTube and then it was revealed to be a ploy. Remotes were thrown and Olicity fans were left in what can be described as the following, “I spent five months in a hellish hiatus.”
I can’t pick just one moment because this episode had it all. From the debut of the Love Fern, to Felicity grabbing Oliver’s face, to Oliver’s babbling date request, to that said date literally blowing up and to that final hot kiss turned heartbreak in the Olicity cardiac arrest wing of the hospital. This episode left all Olicity fans so emotional that whenever someone mentions “Italian for dinner?" we end up huddled in the fetal position singing, “Didn’t we almost have it all?”
This maybe wasn’t an Internet breaking moment, but great for the office chair industry.
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There’s no Felicity I love more than Sassy Felicity, especially when she knocks frat boys for being indefensible against the power of a well-endowed chest. She tops off the burn with a victory spin in her chair leading me to always want a sensible office chair in my proximity when insulting someone.
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