#Oliver my beloved

[nopiedraws]

Tag you're it !

[st33l-0f-b4s3]

🥰🥰🥰🥰

@nemyzilla

[everyone-with-a-para]

shoutout to everyone with a para who's a serial killer

^^^^^

[kissandships]

“Can I get you anything? Coffee? Water? A swift kick to the dick?”

[beatricebidelaire]

[azereii]

I LOVE YOU OLIVER!!!! [OC]

[ardenzia777]

The Whole Album is so good, but I felt that "Would You Fall In Love with Me Again" Took the cake as the song from the Album to get an on Release Artpiece from me

Enjoy this speed paint, and uuuuhhh yeah I think i may do an image for each song from this saga cause i have ideas for ALLLL

Also some close ups

Peep the blood on his hands, mans has done things, but she loves him regardless ;w; Also homie is crying cause he has been waiting for this moment, nah, fighting for this moment for 20 years now Also the Olive Tree in the background uwu

Also i HAD to had Polites, ya already know hehe

HE IS SO HAPPY ODY FINALLY MADE IT HOME SAFELYYYYY

Also sure yeah I included Eurylochus as well uwu (peep the horns made out of lighting, yeah i know what you did Eury ewe, but I include u none the less uwu)

This whole journey has been amazing, it's bittersweet to see EPIC reach its end, but i'm glad it ended so happily (in the song, RIP IRL Ithaca)

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

2x18 | 3x1 | 3x6 | 7x5

[llove-me-anyway]

Buck being held at gunpoint *mildly inconvenienced*

Buck being caught by Eddie on his “first date with a dude” *life and death flashing before his eyes*

[eddiegayass]

HOODIE BUCK in 911 [part 3/?]

[whosoldherout]

EVAN BUCKLEY IN SEASON SEVEN ↳ I mean, sure, I'll check out a hot guy's ass, but that's normal.

[lovetommyactually]

yup, the curls are curling 🫡🩵

[lonewolflupe]

Grant Gustin Next To Oliver Queen's Grave Meme redraw with Echo (+ Rex)

Meme Mania Event | for @aknightreaderr | feel free to use

I have no idea what year Echo was born so I just went with ±30 BBY

And here's the 'clean'/template version, if you want to add something else to the grave (like 'Wat Tambor' or 'Royce Hemlock'):

I am so sorry it took me about a month to finally come up with another meme redraw for my event. I actually finished Echo about a month ago but had some troubles getting back to the background (I would have loved to draw the other Bad Batch members in the background but I couldn't muster the strength, I'm sorry). I added Rex because he needed a laugh. Mimi thank you for the request, this is perfect with Echo! Maybe I should do a Fives version too because he's totally fine and didn't die or anything ahahahaha

Original meme:

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[miriellesandthegiantpeach]

Curls | Bucktommy

In the bathroom, Buck is grimacing in the mirror, swiping his hands back and forth over his freshly cut hair. His eyebrows are furrowed with indecision; was this a good idea? He hears the front door open.

“Evan? Where are you?” Tommy voices rings out.

“Up here,” Buck calls back, he closes the bathroom door most of the way before Tommy gets up there.

“Oh there you are, what are you doing?” Tommy tries to push open the door but Buck stops him.

“I got a haircut from the place Hen suggested. You’re not allowed to laugh, okay?” Buck’s voice is hesitant.

“I promise I won’t laugh, did they botch it?” Tommy replies with total sincerity. This time Tommy can open the door and step into the bathroom. He examines Buck’s hair, very relieved it actually isn’t botched or a buzzcut.

Tommy takes it in and can’t help the smile that spreads across his lips. His boyfriend looks damn fine; curls in full force and not reigned in like how Buck usually styles it. The hairdresser added a fade making his neck look a lot longer.

“What? It’s awful. Your silence is making me nervous,” Buck rambles out.

Reaching a hand up, Tommy carefully pinches a wild curl and is surprised how soft it is, not at all crunchy with gel. His hand slides down to touch the equally soft hair on the back of his head. He absolutely loves it. “It’s definitely not awful. I always love your curls, babe. I like seeing your natural hair be free for once, and it’s so soft too. You look really really hot actually. It’s trendy for sure, but not in a bad way.”

Buck is still frowning at the mirror and rubs his fingers on the side of his face. “She even shaved off my sideburns,” he pouts and Tommy laughs.

“They will grow back in no time.” He wraps his arms around Buck’s waist and rests his chin on Buck's shoulder, watching him still fuss with his hair. “You know, it does make you look undeniably not straight, if that’s what you were going for.”

”Not really my intention, but I mean I’m not, so I guess it works?” Buck huffs drops his hands. “I’m itching for my gel, I feel so naked without it.”

“Don’t you dare. It’s just new, it’ll grow on you.” Tommy smiles, catching Buck's eyes in the mirror.

“Hey, what about your natural curls, huh? I don't see you easing up on the hair products.” Buck turns his head to look at Tommy.

“Shhh we're not talking about me right now,” Tommy replies and slides a hand up to cup Buck's jaw and kiss his lips. “I'm sure there's something in the pilot handbook about hair regulations,” he mumbles against Buck's mouth then promptly leaves him in the bathroom.

When Buck walks into work the next day he’s greeted with a wolf whistle from Hen, “Damn, Buck! I knew my girl would make you look fresh! You’re looking damn fine.” And he can’t help but smile at the praise. He gets compliments and light teasing from the rest of the crew. Maybe he can live with it.

One of their calls is at the famous gay night club, The Abbey, in Santa Monica. One of the cages that the dancers was in fell with the dancer trapped inside of it. Buck and Eddie had to break out the saw to get the dancer out, luckily he walked away with minor injuries.

They attracted a small crowd of the other dancers- all in skimpy speedo like underwear. Most of them had their eyes on Buck, giving him flirty compliments and asking if he’s ever been there. At first Buck was confused why he was getting most of the attention from these objectively hot men, especially when Eddie and his stache was right there.

Oh right, the hair, he thinks. The ‘undeniably not straight’ hair style he is sporting right now. He couldn’t help feeling a small blush creep into his cheeks.

His attention gets pulled back to one of the dancers, “Are you single? I know it’s really forward of me, but I thought I’d shoot my shot.” At least he’s polite about blatantly hitting on him.

“Oh wow I’m really flattered but yeah, I am taken,” Buck says proudly. He takes out his phone and shows the dancer and his friends his phone lock screen - a selfie of him and Tommy from one of their recent dates. Buck is laughing and Tommy is smirking at the camera with an amused glint in his eyes.

“Oh my God! I know that guy! That’s Mr. August from the 2019 LAFD calendar! I’ll never forget that year,” one of the dancers muses.

“Lucky bastard,” another one says to Buck, which makes his smile grow wider.

Tommy’s phone pings with a picture from Chimney, which there is no doubt this was his idea. It’s of Buck in the middle of a row of speedo clad club dancers. He doesn’t have his jacket on, so it’s just the fire T-shirt with red and yellow suspenders and the turn out pants. He’s holding an ax resting on his shoulder with the cockiest look he could muster; a sexy smirk on his lips with his left eyebrow cocked. The dancers around him are all looking at him, hamming it up for the picture acting like he’s the hottest thing on earth. Tommy couldn’t agree more and immediately makes it his phone background.

Yeah, the hair is growing on Buck.

[emmyrosee]

angel face 🩵 oliverrrrrrrrr

SENT whaaaaaaaatttt

Oliver can’t help but smirk at his phone. You have a criminal hold on him, something he couldn’t even begin to process getting rid of, nor would he even really want to. He steps away from his teammates for a moment, not wanting there to be eyes on him while you pester him.

angel face 🩵 can i ask u a question?

He smirks.

SENT id be mad if you didn’t princess

angel face 🩵 GREAT SEGWAY

You send him a picture of a group of Disney princesses, some Oliver recognizes, others a little bit under his radar.

angel face 🩵 who do you think is the prettiest princess? 🥺

Now, he grins fully, not willing to fall into your trap. He’s known you for too long to take your bait and start the world’s most adorable pouting fit. He rolls his shoulders, letting his fingers work their, as he happily calls it, magic, before sending the text that will have you falling at his feet when he gets home.

SENT you, angel

He sighs happily.

angel face 🩵 what

wait

what bitch already did this with you

He frowns.

His fingers have never moved faster than to call you, his adrenaline pumping as he clicks the call button and holds the phone to his ear, the ringing mocking him as he waits for your end of the phone to be picked up.

You do. He lets out a sigh of relief.

“Don’t talk to me.”

“Baby,” he says softly, but he can’t help the grin that tugs his cheeks. “Don’t even joke like that, you know this lovin’ is for you and you alone.”

“Yeah? And you just happened to know exactly where my adorable question was going?” You grumble.

“I’ve been with you long enough to know your antics, babe,” he chuckles. “Don’t be mad at the player, you need to up the game.”

“And you’re going to sleep on the couch.”

He lets out a laugh and drops his head in defeat, “will that make you forgive me?”

“It’s a start,” you huff. The line goes silent for a bit only your soft breathing coming from the line before you sigh softly, “you promise no side bitches did this already with you?”

“I can barely handle your crazy ass, you think I can handle other women?”

“Could be men too.”

He snickers, “no, baby. No other side pieces did this with me. Besides,” he chews his lip. “I know you got this off TikTok. I’ve seen the thumbnails for it.”

You go quiet. He’s got you.

“Shut up.”

“Make me,” he sings. “I gotta go, but we’ll continue this discussion when I get home, little miss.”

“Your stuff is going to be on the sidewalk,” you hiss.

“I look forward to it.” He smiles, “I love you.” You grumble something under your breath, and he clicks his tongue, “what was that?”

“Ugh, I love you too,” you snarl. “Bye.”

“Bye baby.” You end the call first, the dial tone signaling the end of the discussion, but he merely brings the phone to his chest to ease his happy, smitten heart.

“Troublemaker.”

[mid-knight-black]

I’m definitely not sobbing about this parallel…🙂