#OC: Oleander

[githling]

ocs kissing could save me

[partyinthemysterymachine]

hello

this is my most favoriteist minecraft flower in minecraft

these are my second and third most favoriteist minecraft flower in minecraft.

MINECRAFT BIRDS. YOU AGREE.

i am also a minecraft flower in minecraft.

thank u for ur time

(.. wait a minute. does my eye suddenly look bluer to anyone..? hmmm..)

[processed-meat]

ouuuiver wilds

[loderlied]

massive wip ollie design i can’t continue this right now the heat is making me want to rip my hair out

[electricregalia]

OH YEAH I joined a dnd campaign, and I'm finally playing a paladin!

This is Oleander, my beloved Firbolg! (yes, he has feathers don't worry about it) Specifically, he's an Oath of the Ancients Paladin! He's a little stupid, but makes up for that in muscle and just being an absolute sweetie.

(character in 3rd image is the party Artificer, Natasha!)

[abelflints]

And then they kissed!

(Oleander is my ILW MC.)

[sole-inquisitor]

oleander × astarion 💘

[charrrbroiledmoa]

Well! Summer is almost over! Oleander had a break from all the dragon killing and scary stuff

Here’s some lovely beach vacation pics! ☀️

Just generally chilling on the beach 🏝️

Nice calm boat ride

And finally! Deciding to try out the water and diving in 🌊💦

Buddy finally got a well deserved break from everything going on in Tyria… Ready to dive back into heroism in SOTO!!!!

[devilmeows]

young oleander and reef up to lesbianities

[cassynite]

💎💎💎 you can pick whoever you want out of my ocs! only if you want to tho no pressure <3

Of course I want!! I chose Oleander because Sparrow's view of him would be the most interesting I think.

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Sparrow goes still. "Oleander is...strange. Dangerous. His views of the world should be respected, but..." She drifts off, turning silent in thought as she deliberates her words. When she speaks again, her voice is nearly inaudible. "There are times when it's hard to even understand what the sense of wrongness about him comes from. He can be kind; kinder than most, even. There is something deeply appealing about the kind of love he promises...all-encompassing, never-ending...but the rot underneath cannot be ignored. It should not be. Not all loves are healthy. And it is better to not have love at all when that is what is offered, surely."

Abruptly, she clears her throat and straightens in her chair. "I cannot deny I see why people are drawn to him. But I would recommend anyone interacting with him do so with caution."

[githling]

hot out means tits out right

[partyinthemysterymachine]

pov you are a bug that might get eaten. uh oh

[silversiren1101]

💎💎💎 for whoever you want! you can pick one of my guys <3 no pressure though <33

[So much choice!]

Oleander

A look than can only be described as complicated colors Minovae's expression. She flips through what seems to be at least three different faces before sighing, semi-resigned. "Oleander is a fucking mystery to me. I've never met someone I've wanted to like as much as I've wanted to dislike. You would think being the Paradox I am that I would understand..." she dryly laughs. "His paternal instincts are unstoppable, protective and nurturing and doting even, but then remembering it's all part of his worship to Lamashtu?"

She shakes her head.

"It's so strange. I want to like him, but every time I remember it's like I can't see anything he does without a sinister ulterior motive. I know Lamashtu has her share of worshippers that aren't exactly bad people. I get it. A worse version of me somewhere out there in all the universes might be worshipping her, begging for salvation because of what I am, but me here? Nu uh. Too much evil and truly monstrous acts and beasts have been put into the world in her name. I simply can't trust anyone that is as devoted to her as Ollie is."

A sigh.

"But I see him with Ember and with the mongrel children... and I forget it all. He looks the kind and perfect father figure... then he says something about decay and rot and cannibalism and I want to push him away from them all and fetch the manacles."

A shiver travels down the length of her tail, rattling the feathers all the way.

"He's a countdown to disaster."

[loderlied]

OC smash or pass

saw this going around and decided to come out of my shell i am having fun in my own corner teehee. doing it for himst

Oleander! Pros!

incredibly empathetic, perceptive and understanding about your emotions and general situation.

very affectionate, be it physically or verbally. though he can definitely adapt to whatever his partner’s comfortable with aka dial it down a notch or two lmao

caring! so caring! great at comforting and just being a soothing presence.

amazing cook. will bring you breakfast to bed. or dinner. or lunch. he will cook you for whenever you want wherever you want, it’s his love language lmao

this might only be a pro for some people, but conversations with him generally often skip phases like small-talk—he is incredibly honest and vulnerable with just about anyone and provides a space for you to do the same, whether you want to ramble about something seemingly insignificant that means a lot to you or talk abt more philosophical questions about life and such.

very good listener. he definitely prefers listening and hearing the thoughts of the people around him.

a poet! will write poems about you!

great buddy to read crappy romance novels with! (though he get might get sad if you make fun of them too much because he earnestly enjoys them)

generally very self-sufficient. can sew, stitch, carpent, garden, farm, and much more.

great with kids! great with animals! great with people in general!

scored a whopping 92 out of 100 in the ideal wife quiz certificate attached under the cut

Oleander! Cons!

don’t you ever feel an itch deep down? sometimes the feeling is so small and quiet you barely notice it, sometimes it’s so big and loud that it consumes your entire being, but you know it’s always there. you want to scratch until blood pools under your feet, oh, you’re so strong. you don’t always have to be strong though, you know? lie down for a second, and listen. listen carefully to your heart beating—what a wondrous thing, isn’t it? pumping blood through your veins, keeping you alive. and i am so glad that you’re alive, that you’re here with me, here on this wondrous earth. listen carefully to each beat. listen carefully to the blood flowing, and let go. scratch. let it spill.

very whiny and over-emotional. cries at a kitten stuck in a tree!

[alienstage]

oleander be upon ye

[char-writes]

Dandelion, Dandelion excerpt

Cylindra lifts her head while he works, following the flickering shadows until her eyes reach the flames emanating from softly colored lamps. The walls are adorned with various eyes, each with different colors, sizes, and shapes--- all of which are watching her. The priests and priestesses may find it reassuring, but she can't help recoiling from their stares.

“When I first met Elysia, she was pretending to be a priestess.” Cylindra doesn’t remember the exact color of her robes or where the blood was coming from, but she does remember how wide Elysia’s eyes were— how strong her voice was despite the desperate words. “Really, she had just set a temple on fire to escape Amon.”

Oleander laughs, and the memory suddenly feels false on Cylindra’s tongue, as though it wasn’t meant to exist in anything more than dreams of storybook adventures.

“We’ll do our best not to follow her example,” he says.