I rear ended you because you braked for a pigeon au! Felicity Smoak and Talia al Ghul (highschool au)
Talia knew the moment the tiny blue car slammed on it’s brakes that Felicity Smoak was driving. Not only that she could easily see the Doctor Who sticker but she could easily hear a loud shriek from inside the car.
Talia slid out of her car sleekly and watched Felicity Smoak stumble out looking confused and flabbergasted that this had happened.
Dear God she was adorable.
“THERE WAS A PIGEON.” Felicity shouted when she saw Talia, horrified and scared. “I promise, swear to God. Please don’t kill me.”
Talia’s eyes glittered as she stared at Felicity’s person. She was very fond of the girl next door personality.
“Talia?” Felicity squeaked, peeking through her hands to peer at her with big, gorgeous blue eyes. And she was gorgeous. Curly blonde hair that, while being dyed, had the affects of true blondeness (a lot more than Talia’s older sister’s hag of a girlfriend) and she radiated sweetness.
(To be honest, Felicity Smoak reminded Tallia of a cinnamon roll and Talia wanted to taste her sweetness)
“Hmm?” Talia met those lovely blue eyes. “There was a pigeon.” Felicity nodded shakily. “I see. Oh well.” Talia glanced at her car for a mere second before turning her attention to the cinnamon roll in front of her. “I’ve been wanting a new car. My father will gladly pay for the damage.”
“What?” Felicity asked. She looked at the major damage on Talia’s precious Lambo and Talia figured she heard how Talia preened over the car. It was her Baby.
“For a price, of course.” Talia flipped her hand vacantly. Felicity cringed and nodded, a look of submission on her face. Talia narrowed her eyes. She had seen the way Felicity spoke with Oliver Queen and Nyssa Al Ghul and it was not with submission, but control and confidence. Talia wanted to see that confidence come to life.
“What’s the price?” Felicity asked quietly, playing with her fingers.
“I would like to accompany you to Prom.” Talia kept a stoic look on her face. Felicity snapped her eyes up, her face now pink and her eyes wide.
“W-What?” Felicity stumbled over her words. “Why?”
“Whatever do you mean?” Talia frowned.
Felicity dropped her shoulders. “I’m not anything special. Just plain ol’ Felicity. And you - you’re Talia Al Ghul, the prettiest, smartest and - and captivating girl in our high school! You don’t want me!”
“Felicity Smoak, I have wanted you ever since you walked into our school on the first day of Freshman year. Now...will you allow me to accompany you to our school dance?” Talia asked gently, taking a step towards her with her hand outstretched.
“I-” Felicity stared at her in shock before nodding with a flush on her cheeks. “Yes.”
Talia couldn’t help but smirk. She wasn’t ever going to let this girl go. Then her smirk fell. Her beautiful Felicity had horrible self esteem, most likely from her ex.
Talia Al Ghul was going to put the fear of God into “The Arrow” Oliver Queen.