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“I’m about to cha-cha real smooth off a fucking cliff.” (Roy messing with Jason on text messages xD)
[Arsenhole]: Yeah, I've heard Queen tends to cause that kind of reaction [Arsenhole]: What did he do this time?
@thecreativeforge (x)
#thecreativeforge#✦ ic: jason todd#✦ verse: post outlaws (jason todd)#✦ answered: jason todd#queen as in oliver queen btw#not like the band or something else lol#✦ queued
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Part 7! Next part with more of Bruce, Ollie, and more's reactions will be out soon!
Prev ~ Beginning ~ Next
#twitter au#btw I'm making it so Jasons about 25 in this au and Roy's about 28 and they had about 2 interactions before Jason's death/resurrection#dc batfam#jason todd#batfam#batfamily twitter au#dc#richard grayson#tim drake#stephanie brown#social media au#timothy drake#batfamily#roy harper#oliver queen#green arrow#speedy#ollie queen#batman#bruce wayne#duke thomas#cassandra cain#jayroy#what happens in vegas#bruollie
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hello dc community, i finally have merch ideas i can offer 🤲
littlest pet superheroes,,,
#i’ll clean these up later rn i just need to get the ideas out#of which there are dozens.#lps#booster gold#blue beetle#ice maiden#green arrow#michael carter#ted kord#tora olafsdotter#oliver queen#littlest pet shop#dc#dc fanart#dc comics#dandoodles#character designs#feel free to make suggestions for other characters btw#i’m hitting the 50 mark but i could always use a fresh perspective#esp bc i haven’t personally met some of them orz#or they’re just impossible to lps-ify. wtf kind of animal is the joker. his species is joker
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#Mia Dearden#speedy#Oliver queen#green arrow#Connor Hawke#incorrect tweets#i guess?#didnt change the users to credit sources#incorrect quotes#this is dumb but I immediately thought of it#those Mia panels were selected specifically btw#arrowfam#dc comics
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Bruce: so we need to go to China for a lab that might help with this problem we have, Dr. Liu has this serum. West go get it.
Wally: can't, not allowed to step foot on China's ground unless the government says so.
Clark: you're banned from China... What did you do, kiddo?
Wally: didn't want the Flash in there since I can go without going through airports and any other ways into the country. I'm also banned from Texas, Iowa, Tennessee, Mexico, and nine county in Europe.
Bruce: you forgot New Jersey.
Wally, smirking: og I'm banned from there but that one I don't care as much to follow that rule.
Bruce, grumbled: I know.
Wally, get up: welp I'll get the serum.
Clark: but you said you were banned...
Wally: I never listened to government body or Hal, why start now!
Diana: he was raised well.
Oliver: he raised by that scary woman, he's just a taller Iris....
Diana: I need to meet this woman.
Wally, come back: oooo momma having a dinner on Sunday for the family and speedster to come over and eat, you should come over!
Diana: ah, I'll be delighted to.
Oliver: I have a bad feeling about this...
Bruce, who got beat up with Iris shoes for getting her son kidnapped and forgot to save him, shudder: me too...
Hal: can't be too bad.
Arthur, taking the serums: ... Can I come over tho?
Wally: sure!
Clark: I think this is good for us to bond outside of heroing, can we all go Wally?
Wally: we're cooking a lot so more the merrier, and Bruce can finally feel sunlight!
Bruce, grumbled in he knows Alfred will force him to go too: hate this place...
Wally: best to get used to this now before I marry your son, but this is a weekly thing and you are expected to come every time.
Bruce:
Bruce: fuck.
#wally west#bruce wayne#clark kent#diana prince#hal jordan#oliver queen#arthur curry#birdflash#batfam#iris btw made the plans it barry and wally that cook the food with help from Iris but mostly she making sure they have everything they need#and they have end of the week dinners#bec ehy not#the justice league#justice league#jlo#Diana and iris being best friends would be a powerful friendship
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will never not be mad about this
#i dont think its a coincidence that theyre both asian btw#spork says stuff#dc#i love damian and emiko btw its not their fault#shado#oliver queen#green arrow#Bruce Wayne#Talia al ghul#batman#arrowfam#batfam
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Spotted at the Palace Hotel: S. and B. having a heart-to-heart.
#ggedit#blerenaedit#gossipgirledit#serena van der woodsen#blair waldorf#gossip girl#chewieblog#blerena#tvedit#tvgifs#gossipgirls#dailygossipgirl#i've never seen this giffed and NEEDED it because#1. blerena headcanons hello???#also 2. fun/very very sad observations i've made that include disgust in blair's voice when she says 'connecticut'#and the look on blair's face when serena says 'i had to get away from everything' and you can TELL she's thinking#oh i never thought you'd need to take a break from *me*#the immediate defensiveness of her challenging serena being able to just *take* the proverbial crown back#(always thinking about the pre-pilot queen s of it all btw)#and the way blair fumbles & essentially stabs herself in the mouth with that olive toothpick when serena starts down memory lane#and the way her entire face just gives when serena says 'we need each other'#when serena says aloud that she needs blair back#anyway it's crying about blair waldorf hours here#gossip girl: 1x01#***
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Both Oliver and Barry lose there fathers right in front of their eyes during the course of the shows. Which did you find saddest?
#oliver queen#barry allen#robert queen#henry allen#the flash#dctv#arrow#arrowverse#arrowverse deaths#tw death#john wesley shipp#jamey sheridan#tw suicide mentioned#I wept when Henry was killed. Like sat there and cried into whatever show was on next it was so gut punching#I will not be surprised if this is Isn't even close btw. not even sorry Robert we'll see you again later tho
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Look at how close in height everyone else is and then there’s Hettie ☠️
From left to right: Mara, Adrin, Oliver, Lasya and Hettie
Here’s the link in case anyone else wants to play with their ocs like dolls 😈
#wip: the forest’s embrace#Hettie you wee lesbian queen#Oliver is definitely angry about that one inch between him and Adrin btw
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you can tell ollie's a new parent here cus he's failing at pushing his son on a swing
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Hand, Hearth, and Home
Chapter 64 - Child's Play
Chapter Summary: Oliver subjects the party to the worst game of tag they've ever endured.
Pairing(s): Astarion x Male Tav (Main); Past OC x Male Tav Rating: Explicit Length: 331K+ words; Chapters 64/?? (Master Post)
Excerpt below:
Church dodges an eldritch blast from a recovered Wyll. What the hells? They can still cast…!
“Oliver!” Halsin’s desperate voice booms into the square. “Please, stop!”
“I won’t stop until I win!” the child taunts.
Church reaches into his mind, calling out to Tavi once more, but the Raven Queen answers instead.
“Flit through the shadows, my child,” the Raven Queen replies calmly. “Do you not recognize her stink?”
Church risks pausing to taste the magic, and oh gods…
It’s not the Shadow Curse that’s possessing his friends.
It’s his…
“…Mother!” Church shouts indignantly. “Why are you listening to him?”
He feels the wind whoosh in his ears as Gale manifests by his side, shadow-wreathed eyes ablaze with necromantic light as inky blood spits from his mouth and nostrils.
“When you left me I was lost!” Gale croaks, his voice accusatory and harsh.
Church blasts him away and winces as he hears something crack — likely Gale’s ribs. He then sees Wyll shambling towards him, disarmed of the Blood of Lathander that seems to have burnt his exposed, shadow-cursed skin.
“I had nowhere to go!” Wyll wails. “No one to protect!”
An arrow whistles through the air and thuds into Wyll’s shoulder. It knocks him prone but other than that the man doesn’t seem to react as he immediately moves to stand back up.
“A child cried out in the dark.”
With the help of his tadpole’s telekinesis, Church ducks as Karlach cleaves her fiery greataxe towards him. She continues nonchalantly after him, dragging it at her side.
“He needed me,” she wheezes. “I needed him.”
“Halsin!” Church hollers to the druid. “They’re like me in the mountain pass! They’re alive, just—!”
Halsin’s face shines with hope — and then terror.
“No,” he breathes softly, a single black tear rolling down his cheek.
His darkening eyes roll up in his head, and he staggers heavily to a knee as Oliver leaps off of his shoulders, his face grinning.
“Church!”
Astarion yanks the tiefling back by the collar. “Take us to high ground!” he demands.
Church attempts to cast Dimension Door again, but as the shadows swirl around him and Astarion, they don’t form a portal. Instead, they concentrate into two billowing shapes upon his shoulders like a cloak. No, like…
“Wings?” Astarion gawks. “Oh—shit—! Fly you idiot, fly!”
Church has no idea how the hells he knows how to do this, but he leans into instinct as he leaps upwards, hauling a yelping Astarion with him as the wings beat into the air. He soars haphazardly deeper into the town, sending the two of them crashing onto the rickety roof of another building.
“Fuck!” Church gasps, craning around his neck to try to examine his wings. “What the hells?”
“Yes, yes, you look splendid,” Astarion grumbles. “Let's hope there’ll be time to admire later, yes?”
“Yes,” Church pants, peering over the edge of the roof. “You can’t die. No one’s going to die.”
“Except for that little bastard,” Astarion mumbles.
“Well, not him either,” Church reminds him. “We need him!”
“Then what the hells do you suppose we do?”
Church sees his companions shuffling around in the distance —
Lae’zel.
Wyll.
Karlach.
Gale.
Halsin.
“Where’s Shadowheart?” Church hisses into Astarion’s mind, willing his enormous, shadowy wings to disperse.
“Maybe she made it out?” Astarion whispers back. “Shar seemed to protect her from the Shadow Curse, after all.”
“No fair!” Oliver’s voice rings shrilly across the square. “This isn’t hide and seek!”
“I’m not going to kill him, but I do need to take him down,” Astarion says. “Get out of here, darling! I’ll cover you.”
“I’m not going to leave you alone!” Church insists. “I never want to leave you alone again, you hear me?”
“Fine!” Astarion spits. “Any bright ideas then?”
There’s a roar in the air around them and a shadow wraith emerges from behind them; Oliver’s ‘Daddy,’ if Church recalls correctly. It wails as it dives down towards its prey, dark talons slashing.
“Fuck off!” Church roars, blasting it away into smithereens. “Don’t you fucking touch him!”
Hells, everyone and everything probably heard that…!
“Shadowheart!” Church calls through their tadpoles. He feels her presence and it’s scared. Panicked. “Where are you?”
“Shar…” Shadowheart utters faintly. “She isn’t… listening. Why doesn’t she—?”
“Focus! We need to take him down!” Church implores her. “You, me, and—!”
“Oh… shit…”
Heart cold with dread, Church turns to meet Astarion’s eyes — still ruby red as he sputters out black blood. At his side, Shadowheart must have silently shadow-stepped up to them. Eyes smoking, she crouches there calmly, hand upon Astarion’s shoulder in a way that could almost be comforting.
“Well…” Astarion chuckles, eyes welling up with thick, black tears. “It was… fun while it lasted… wasn’t it, darling?”
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“I don’t think any amount of thread can repair this,” Church grimaces, inspecting his ruined robe. At risk of being electrocuted, Gale, Harper Evael, and even Bex had tried their damndest to launder and clean it up from its ordeal in the Shadowfell. While its threads still crackle with the electrical traces of the Weave, the tatters in the sleeves are a hazard in itself.
“Some things are just not meant to last,” Astarion sighs, taking the garment from him and wrinkling his nose at the burn marks left by the darkweaver’s blood. “What a pity. I did like this.”
“I did too,” Church smiles. “It was the first gift you gave me.”
“Was it?” Astarion raises an eyebrow. “As I recall, I think I simply handed it to you. Does it count?”
“I’m counting it,” Church shrugs, reaching for the robe. Astarion relinquishes it absently, eyeing him with a small smile upon his face.
“Well. Someone seems to be in high spirits.”
Church huffs a laugh, rolling up the robes and dropping them into a crate.
“I feel better than I have in ages,” he murmurs, pulling Astarion close and resting his head against his chest. “I feel more optimistic than I have in ages. And my brain, it’s…” he chuckles. “...it’s finally quiet.”
Church's expression falls. “But it’s hard for me to really appreciate any of it. You suffered needlessly for this, and I hate her for that…”
He hesitates, drawing carefully away from Astarion as he looks up at his eyes.
“Can I ask…” Church stammers, wringing his hands, “…after everything that’s happened between us… what are we, to you?”
Astarion answers far too quickly, “Gods, I don’t know!" he scoffs. "But isn’t it nice… not to know?”
Church feels his heart drop again as Astarion waffles on.
“You’re not a victim. Not a target. Not another night it’s better to forget,” he gestures vaguely, avoiding Church’s eyes. “But then…” he trails off, lost and uncertain as he forces himself to meet Church’s eyes with a guarded expression. “…whatever in the world… could you be?”
After a tense beat, Church ventures a smile at him.
“I mean, I’d take ‘friends?’” he suggests.
Astarion arches a brow, a hesitant smirk flickering to his lips. “…friends?”
“Yeah.”
Astarion hums thoughtfully, stepping closer to his companion. “Friends who do… this?”
Church closes his eyes into an unexpectedly soft, chaste kiss.
He peeks his eyes open at Astarion as he draws back, his expression smug even if his eyes remain guarded.
“Friends who have shared a tent and bedroll for weeks now,” Astarion adds playfully.
“Alright, then… ‘very good friends,’” Church quips.
“Indeed,” Astarion purrs, slipping his hands around Church’s waist and drawing him close. “Here’s to very good friends.”
He pushes Church down to their bedrolls as they kiss, their embrace slow as they savor each other’s touch. But rather than lie down, Astarion remains sitting upright, guiding Church to do the same.
“Look, I wanted to show you something,” Astarion says, breaking the expectant silence. “Well, demonstrate, really.”
He entangles his hand in Church’s. At first the tiefling smiles bemusedly at him, but then he gasps, his eyes widening.
“Wait… you’re warm!” he says, aghast. “How the hells…?”
“I’m afraid it’s not quite as miraculous as me coming back to life,” Astarion admits with a rueful smile. “But perhaps it’s close.”
Church gawks at him.
“Have you always been able to cast prestidigitation?” the tiefling asks him incredulously.
“No,” Astarion smiles bitterly. “At least not in this lifetime. When I became a spawn, the innate magic of my elven blood no longer came naturally. Even pathetic little cantrips were out of reach. But now?” he shrugs. “Whether it’s with the tadpole’s help or whatever horrid thing the Raven Queen did… I am slowly getting control of the Weave once again.
"It’s not much, but…" he squeezes Church's hands. "...it’s a little piece of a previous life I have back.”
Church gazes up at him with shining eyes.
“See? There was no need to fuss,” Astarion chides him. “The important parts remain.”
“I’m so happy for you,” Church murmurs, pressing a kiss to his warmed hand, as well as the one that remains cold.
Astarion blinks slowly back at him, before flicking his eyes over to where the ruined robe lies crumpled in a crate.
“That thing was designed by a gnome, was it not?” he muses. “Perhaps you can show it to that pathetic friend of ours. Marcus, wasn’t it? Gods know he could use a project,” he adds derisively.
“Barcus,” Church reproves him, but the tiefling looks thoughtful nonetheless as they lie down together. “Actually, I’m… surprised you remember that about Yrre the Sparkstruck.” He chuckles. “But yes, it’s worth a shot.”
He pecks a kiss to the elf’s cheek as he pulls a blanket over the two of them, tucking his chin over Astarion’s head.
The elf doesn’t seem to grumble that he’s messing up his curls this time.
#i am lowkey very proud of that shot of Astarion btw#might make a separate post for it#churchstarion#astarion#bg3 fanfiction#bg3 oc#baldur’s gate fanfiction#oc x astarion#bg3#tav x astarion#tavstarion#astarion x male tav#Churchverse#hand hearth and home#bg3 tiefling#bg3 warlock#smut and angst#archfey warlock#bg3 male tav#bg3 act 2#whump#the raven queen#oliver#thaniel#the shadowlands
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DC Comics looked at Ollie and said “yeah he kills people but it can only happen in 3 ways: silly, depression inducing accident, or homoerotically”
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#NOT IRIS SLANDER btw#thea queen#moira queen#nora west allen#oliver queen#the flash#arrow#Arrowverse#arrowverse textpost
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There are three reactions to Ollie Queen
I hate Oliver Queen! (hates him)
You know what Ollie's not so bad (starting to like him)
I hate Oliver Queen! (Deeply in love with him)
#I'm the third one btw#i hate that man so much i need to kill him (lovingly)#oliver queen#green arrow
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Insert the "you construct intricate rituals which allow you to touch the skin of other men" meme
#hal jordan#oliver queen#ollie queen#wednesday spoilers#green arrow 2023#this is a joke btw. I'm fully aware than hal and ollie don't need to construct any rituals to have gay sex#also I love how I know so much about the arrowfam through osmiosis that I can follow this run just fine#and watching cw's a*rrow when I was 17 but like. that's the reverse of consuming arrowfam material#(yes I still hate that show)#nikoletta reads comics
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The morality in Smallville has always been off-kilter, but truly nothing can prepare you for the surprise reveal of “we arranged to put you through this horror movie torture game scenario for your benefit actually, in order to cure your suicidal depression. Oh and we didn’t tell your ex-girlfriend/my cousin about what was happening or why we kidnapped her. Happy Birthday!”
#smallville#oliver queen#chloe sullivan#we’re supposed to parse this as Chloe doing the right thing btw#and proof as how well she knows Oliver because they get married less than two years after this
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