4 Arrow drabbles from spanking_world fest
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Title: Error
Pairing: Malcolm Merlyn/Oliver Queen
Rating: PG
Summary: Malcolm confronts Oliver
Word Count: 100
Warnings/Spoilers: general spoilers for season 1
A/N: inspired by a photo from the season 1 finale. Written for the anniversary drabble/ficlet fest at
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“Oliver Queen.” Malcolm regarded him from across the room. “I’m surprised. I didn’t think you had it in you; didn’t think you cared about anyone but yourself.”
The clang of metal cuffs and chains did not cover the clink of Malcolm’s belt buckle or the slide of leather against fabric. Cold air danced across Oliver’s naked torso as Malcolm slowly circled; the sting of leather against bare skin leaving a warm blush.
“You picked the wrong side in this fight, son,” Malcolm purred, his breath tickling Oliver’s ear. “It’s up to me to show you the error of your ways.”
Title: Best Friends
Pairing: Diggle/Oliver, Diggle/Tommy
Rating: PG
Summary: Diggle has heard enough
Word Count: 100
Warnings/Spoilers: spoilers for Arrow season 1
A/N: Written for the anniversary drabble/ficlet fest at
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Those two were insufferable. Best friends and mortal enemies.
Oliver and his “my vendetta is more important than yours” attitude. The boy might have spent five years stranded on an island (and really, who isn’t tired of that excuse?), but he sure didn’t spend the time learning to play well with others.
And Tommy… Difficult to say what his problem is. Lack of self-confidence? Refusing to let go of the past? Whatever it was, Diggle contemplated as he removed his belt, it ended now.
“I’m going to do something both of your daddies should have done a long time ago.”
Title: Control
Pairing: Malcolm Merlyn/Moira Queen
Rating: PG
Summary: Malcolm likes to be in control.
Word Count: 100
Warnings/Spoilers: spoilers for season 1
A/N: Written for the anniversary drabble/ficlet fest at
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“If you expect me to leave your family out of this, I’ll need another way to keep you from betraying me,” Merlyn said, sitting on the corner of his desk.
“You don’t need to worry. You can trust me” Moira replied, staring straight back at him.
Malcolm gave a derisive snort. “I don’t trust anyone, Moira, but I know exactly how to keep you under control.”
“What are you going to do?” she asked, fear lacing her voice.
“I’ll show you,” Malcolm replied, gently grasping her wrist. When he pulled, Moira landed square over his lap and he started spanking.
Title: Help
Pairing: Felicity Smoak/Oliver Queen
Rating: PG
Summary: Oliver needs some help.
Word Count: 100
Warnings/Spoilers: mild spoilers for season 1
A/N: Written for the anniversary drabble/ficlet fest at
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“Good you’re here,” Oliver said, entering the underground base. “I need your help with something.”
“What’s up?” Felicity asked, turning from her computer screens.
“I’d usually go to Diggle for this, but he isn’t here,” he explained. “It’s something I learned on the island. Pain helps me focus. It’s why we usually spar before I go on a mission.”
“I’m not going to fight you,” she said flatly.
“Not asking. You hit like a girl.”
“That’s because I am a girl.”
“I’ve noticed.”
Felicity watched as Oliver’s hands worked the buckle on his belt. “I want you to whip me.”
Pairing: Malcolm Merlyn/Oliver Queen
Rating: PG
Summary: Malcolm confronts Oliver
Word Count: 100
Warnings/Spoilers: general spoilers for season 1
A/N: inspired by a photo from the season 1 finale. Written for the anniversary drabble/ficlet fest at
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“Oliver Queen.” Malcolm regarded him from across the room. “I’m surprised. I didn’t think you had it in you; didn’t think you cared about anyone but yourself.”
The clang of metal cuffs and chains did not cover the clink of Malcolm’s belt buckle or the slide of leather against fabric. Cold air danced across Oliver’s naked torso as Malcolm slowly circled; the sting of leather against bare skin leaving a warm blush.
“You picked the wrong side in this fight, son,” Malcolm purred, his breath tickling Oliver’s ear. “It’s up to me to show you the error of your ways.”
Title: Best Friends
Pairing: Diggle/Oliver, Diggle/Tommy
Rating: PG
Summary: Diggle has heard enough
Word Count: 100
Warnings/Spoilers: spoilers for Arrow season 1
A/N: Written for the anniversary drabble/ficlet fest at
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Those two were insufferable. Best friends and mortal enemies.
Oliver and his “my vendetta is more important than yours” attitude. The boy might have spent five years stranded on an island (and really, who isn’t tired of that excuse?), but he sure didn’t spend the time learning to play well with others.
And Tommy… Difficult to say what his problem is. Lack of self-confidence? Refusing to let go of the past? Whatever it was, Diggle contemplated as he removed his belt, it ended now.
“I’m going to do something both of your daddies should have done a long time ago.”
Title: Control
Pairing: Malcolm Merlyn/Moira Queen
Rating: PG
Summary: Malcolm likes to be in control.
Word Count: 100
Warnings/Spoilers: spoilers for season 1
A/N: Written for the anniversary drabble/ficlet fest at
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“If you expect me to leave your family out of this, I’ll need another way to keep you from betraying me,” Merlyn said, sitting on the corner of his desk.
“You don’t need to worry. You can trust me” Moira replied, staring straight back at him.
Malcolm gave a derisive snort. “I don’t trust anyone, Moira, but I know exactly how to keep you under control.”
“What are you going to do?” she asked, fear lacing her voice.
“I’ll show you,” Malcolm replied, gently grasping her wrist. When he pulled, Moira landed square over his lap and he started spanking.
Title: Help
Pairing: Felicity Smoak/Oliver Queen
Rating: PG
Summary: Oliver needs some help.
Word Count: 100
Warnings/Spoilers: mild spoilers for season 1
A/N: Written for the anniversary drabble/ficlet fest at
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“Good you’re here,” Oliver said, entering the underground base. “I need your help with something.”
“What’s up?” Felicity asked, turning from her computer screens.
“I’d usually go to Diggle for this, but he isn’t here,” he explained. “It’s something I learned on the island. Pain helps me focus. It’s why we usually spar before I go on a mission.”
“I’m not going to fight you,” she said flatly.
“Not asking. You hit like a girl.”
“That’s because I am a girl.”
“I’ve noticed.”
Felicity watched as Oliver’s hands worked the buckle on his belt. “I want you to whip me.”