#oliver bond

[werewolfetone]

Shirt that says "I SACRIFICED MY RESPECTABLITY, CONSIDERABLE FORTUNE, PROPERTY, HOME, FREEDOM, AND EVENTUALLY LIFE IN THE NAME OF IRISH FREEDOM AND ALL I GOT WAS SOME FLATS IN DUBLIN NAMED AFTER ME"

[god-i-hope-so]

Stuck thinking about Oliver wanting Buck and Tommy to be like TK and Carlos, and Lou getting his inspiration from Bill and Frank from The Last of Us. Like, they are working on a beautiful long lasting relationship right from the start.

They're looking at fleshed-out relationships, not flings.

[tv1xx]

Mark and Oliver redraw in my style :) I love them sksksjididieiw

[catfindr]

[veryberryjelly]

Could you do the same prompts I mentioned for Nate but instead do it for Felix catton instead?:)

felix catton x reader

prompts ; ' towers over u '

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ✦ 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 !

the sun in england was rare to show itself at the appropriate times.

but whenever you stepped foot on the catton's estate, it seemed that the sun decided to spend the time off with you.

today was no different as your skin was being warmed by the sun as you lounged in the field, some music playing from your phone as you flipped through a book.

this was one of your favourite ways to spend your days at saltburn.

but it was even better when you were joined by your boyfriend and his family. yet somehow they had all been dragged away for a family function for the morning and had left you to your own devices around the estate.

meaning you could spend the day in a skimpy bikini to try and soak up the sun before it disappeared when you went back to school.

though the cold travelling up your body seemed to have other plans. you had checked the weather before you came out here and it said sun all day so you had no idea where the cloud was coming from.

" you know the rules about the field, lovely "

the voice had you turning onto your back and your hand lifting to shield your eyes.

felix.

he was back.

and he was towering over you, blocking the lower half of your body from the sun.

" no one else was here, i didn't fancy walking around in my birthday suit for Duncan to see and think i was a lunatic "

that had been apart of your reasoning, but the main one being you didnt think you'd get caught out here in a swimsuit.

" well, i'm here now, and you know how much of a stickler i am for the rules " the smirk on his lips was growing with every second and you knew you couldnt deny his pearly whites.

" i'm not taking mine off until you take yours off "

apparently the function he had been dragged to this morning had been pretty formal so he had gotten dressed in a suit before he left this morning and he was still in it now even if his shirt was practically completely unbuttoned and his tie was hanging loose around his neck.

they didnt stay on for long though. he pulled his tie off before dropping his jacket and shirt to the floor and starting on his pants.

within seconds the two of you were down to nothing and felix was laid beside you in the grass with a pile of your clothes strewn across the grass.

[buddiedaydreamer911]

ever think about the fact that one night eddie could be lying awake, staring at his ceiling, while every second of the lighting accident replays in his head- while that same night, buck could be just a mile or two away, lying awake and staring at his ceiling, having his mind replay every second of the shooting????? cuz i do.

[fanfic-writer-and-rambler]

Kate Kane and Bruce Wayne being siblings more than cousins pt... 5

Kate Kane: Cuzzo can you tell that Arrow weirdo to stop asking me on a date? Isn't he with Black Canary?

Bruce Wayne: I have no idea what their relationship is like and want to keep it that way... Wait he's been doing what?!

Kate: Trying to get me to go on a date with him. Sending me weird love notes shot with an arrow. Saying he'll 'rock my world' and it's like, dude I am not into you or any man. I've made it clear I'm not and he's like "I can make you straight".

Kate sighs rubbing her forehead.

Kate: I swear he makes me feel gayer.

Bruce seethes, clenching his fist.

Kate: You good, Cuzzo?

Bruce: I'm... Fine. Fine. Great, if you'll excuse me there's a person I need to meet. Be back!

Bruce runs from the table outside, into his house, grabs the keys to his first car and drives off. Alfred Pennyworth goes outside to see Kate standing there confused.

Alfred: I've seen him react like that before and was listening in on your conversation. He's going to have a serious talk with Mr. Queen about never talking to you again.

Kate (surprised): Oh seriously?

Alfred nods.

Kate, taken back but happy: Aww, that's so sweet of Bruce.

Alfred: He'd do anything for his family.

[sammygender]

“can we not it’s like reminiscing about an abusive relationship” in response to sam agreeing with her that he gets what lucifer’s capable of - yeah rowena gets it

[underestimated-shadow]

Favorite Actors

Ben Mendelsohn (Rogue One: A Star Wars Story, Bloodline, Ready Player One)

Ewan McGregor (Star Wars, Moulin Rouge, Halston)

Martin Short (Father of the Bride, Only Murders in the Building, Inherent Vice)

Timothy Dalton (Penny Dreadful, James Bond 007, Hot Fuzz)

[bisexualchrissycunningham]

I'm loving this season of OMITB, but I'm also desperate to see Theo and Hot Will again. When will they return from the war!!!

[asraindarkness]

i hope next time we see buck and tommy they get diagnose with adhd and autism bcz i can feel their neurodivergen-ism in my bones.

[werewolfetone]

you want to tell me about samuel nielsen so bad

YES YES I DO

Here he is, firstly. Samuel Neilson was born on the 17th of September in 1761, to a Protestant minister in Ballyroney. He went to a private school there, and was later shipped off to Belfast where he was apprenticed to a wool trader. In the woollen drapery trade (which was insane & politically charged & actually rather dangerous in late 18th century Belfast. it's a long story) he found considerable success, managing to amass a personal fortune and marry the daughter of one of the more respected drapery traders in the area.

However, this was not enough for Neilson and he had to get involved in politics as well, which he did by being the election agent for none other than Robert Stewart, the future Lord Castlereagh, in 1790. Doing this he won Castlereagh his first seat in the Irish parliament.

Neilson then went on to swing to the opposite extreme of politics, and began to keep company with people such as Henry Joy and Mary Ann McCracken, Lord Edward Fitzgerald, and Arthur O'Connor. Neilson was the one to first suggest to McCracken the idea of a society for Irishmen of all religious alignments that would focus on Irish freedom. The fact that the proposed group would be for everyone was a revolutionary suggestion given the violent conflicts between the sectarian Defenders and Peep O'Day Boys, but Neilson and McCracken specifically insisted that it include Catholics as well.

Anyway, McCracken thought this was an excellent idea, and they called people including Theobald Wolfe Tone and his friend Thomas Russell from Dublin to aid in creating the group, which would eventually become the Society of the United Irishmen. Neilson ran their newspaper, the Northern Star, which was a massive undertaking because there was little to no freedom of the press anywhere in the British Isles at the time and there was no concept of a human rights violation because they had suspended Habeas Corpus, and Neilson's writing was so radical that Wolfe Tone called him "The Jacobin."

Eventually Neilson, McCracken, Russell, and a teenager called Charles Teeling were rounded up by Castlereagh and some other people in what was known as the Siege of Belfast. They were then dragged to Dublin and, in Neilson's case, kept imprisoned for 17 months, until he was finally freed under insane circumstances that I wrote a (long & not very serious in tone) post about here. After being freed, Neilson kept his head low and regained his strength after his imprisonment for a while, but then found out that after the government arrested many of the other leaders at Oliver Bond's house, they were planning to arrest him too. After this Neilson threw himself back into planning the rebellion, filling many of the positions where people had been arrested and keeping tabs on Lord Edward Fitzgerald, who was in hiding with a massive bounty on his head.

Lord Edward, however, was captured, and Neilson was captured soon after when he was caught planning to storm Dublin Castle with siege ladders to free Lord Edward (side note: the sheer audacity of Samuel Neilson cannot be fully summed up here. this man was insane and insanely lucky). The government then planned to murder most of the political prisoners in Ireland, but Neilson, along with Arthur O'Connor, convinced all of the prisoners to agree to confess to their crimes in return for being "allowed" to go into exile. Neilson also did it for the life of his friend Oliver Bond, but unfortunately this was all for nothing as Bond died soon after of what... might have been a stroke? we aren't sure.

Neilson was then deported, along with several other leaders, to Scandinavia, after which he made his way to America. He had planned to restart his newspaper there and to bring his family over, but unfortunately an attack of yellow fever hit the city and Neilson died of it while trying to escape.

He is little-remembered today, which is extremely unfortunate because he was one of the most active and important members of the United Irishmen, and his politics were incredibly radical and ahead of his time. If you'd like to know more about him, RR Madden wrote a biography of him in the 1840s (it's old but very good and very complete) and a newer biography of him came out... pretty recently, I can't recall the exact year. Other than those though you sort of just have to wait until he comes up in books about the other United Irishmen.

[curestardust]

Reverse: 1999 Anecdotes - Season 1 - Event CGs

Charlie // Oliver Fog

[cdawgcaps]

THE TRASH TASTE TOURNAMENT ARC | Trash Taste #211

[runninglikeabuckley]

i was in the middle of making a post about my predictions for the finale when i realised my buddie stuff could take up a whole other post so here ya go:

this is a bit of an out there theory and i don't necessarily think it will happen, but it's something i'd do if i were the writers. eddie makes a move on buck. i don't mean 'yay buddie goes canon in the last 10 mins of s7', i mean 'eddie fucks up so monumentally they don't know if they can come back from it.' i think he'll try to kiss buck and buck will push him away.

eddie's confused and lonely and heartbroken (not to mention desperate) and he turns to the one person who has unfalteringly been by his side the whole time, the guy who likes to fix things. it's not that he doesn't have genuine feelings for buck, because he really does, but he's not thinking about it AT ALL. he just wants buck (to his core) and is maybe letting himself feel that for the first time.

but it's like a slap in the face to buck. buck, who's in a happy, stable relationship for the first time in years. buck, who eddie told his bisexuality wouldn't change anything between them. buck, who's been used for his body for his entire life. he would be absolutely crushed if eddie did this. and he's matured to the point that i think he might not let it slide. he wouldn't cut eddie out of his life, but i think he'd need space and for once he might respect his own needs over his wants. especially since i don't think he's considered his feelings for eddie and definitely doesn't think eddie's acting out of love/desire

so we get to the end of s7/start of s8 and eddie has fucked up his relationships beyond belief. chris, marisol, even his parents and shannon's memory. buck is still there, because he's always there but things are different. and i think that it could be a great set up to explore who eddie really is and what he wants, especially if/when the 118 get split up. as ryan keeps saying, he'll be isolated. neither buck or eddie will tell the others what happened between them, but that doesn't mean that eddie won't finally look into his sexuality by and for himself.

when i say i want a divorce era 2.0, i don't mean screaming at each other in a grocery store bc to a certain extent that was almost funny - they were coworkers of less than 2 years and it was wildly overdramatic. now they're partners and best friends and co-parents and they've suffered blow after blow, and their kid's gone and eddie betrayed buck and they don't know how to be anymore but they love each other too much to let go

[veryberryjelly]

karaoke time ( send me a song and a character and i'll write a fic inspired by the lyrics ! ) with felix catton and cruel summer by taylor swift

(also i realize this is my second request but i want to give you options bc i assume not everything will resonate with you. also you do not have to write either of them if you don’t want to/aren’t inspired. i’m just having fun coming up with song and character combos.)

felix catton x fem!reader

"I'm drunk in the back of the car " + " And I snuck in through the garden gate, Every night that summer just to seal my fate " [ we're just gonna pretend that felix has a trellis XD ]

𝐉𝐎𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝟏𝐊 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑

you had been forced to be friends with felix and venetia when you were younger, your parents befriending the couple on the next estate.

it was easier for all of your parents if their children could get along.

at first you were resentful of your parents for trying to force two people to be your friends that you didnt even know.

but as soon as you met the catton siblings, your mild hatred towards your parents dissipated,

they quickly became two of your closest friends, if not your closest.

you spent every summer darting back and forth between your estate and theirs, soaking up the sun and each others company.

when the three of you became of age, you started going out into town together, hitting the local pubs every couple of days, switching designated driver every time.

unlucky for felix, it was his turn.

even more unlucky for felix, you and venetia had decided to get absolutely smashed, so getting the both of you safely in the car was a trial in itself.

music played softly through the speakers of the car and you felt the weight of venetia's head against your shoulder.

even with your eyes closed due to the world spinning, you could see felix in the front seat.

you didnt need your eyes open to know how gorgeous he looked sat in the drivers seat, mumbling softly to the words of the song with the wind whipping at his brown locks.

the image brought a soft smile to your lips as you heard the crunch of small rocks under the tyres signalling you were pulling up to your house.

you pulled your eyes open to find felix climbing out of the car and coming around to your side to 'help you out'.

and 'helping you out' meant putting his arms under your knees and around your back to carry you inside and up to your bedroom.

in your intoxicated state you could have sworn you felt him press a kiss onto your forehead after he pulled the blankets over you.

when the sun started blaring through your windows like an alarm clock, you did nothing to get out of bed, only turned onto your side and pulled the covers over your head in hopes of ignoring the fact that a new day had started.

when you actually decided to get out of bed, it was only to grab some water, shut the curtains and find some advil in your bathroom.

after that was all done, you crawled straight back into bed, risking taking a look at your phone to see the time.

along with a few texts from both venetia and felix.

you dropped your phone down onto the bed, ignoring them in favour of sleeping off your hangover.

and when you opened your eyes again it was pitch black.

and you may have slept off your hangover but you also slept all day.

shit.

you move to pick up your phone to see a flood of texts from felix asking why you hadn't come over today or why he hadn't seen you.

after a quick glance at the time you theorised he might be awake, but the rest of his house wouldn't be.

after sliding on a pair of leggings and a sweater you left your house, crossing over onto saltburn with every intention of simply seeing felix.

the front door was locked.

understandably.

and you had left your phone on your bed in your rush out.

fuck.

you rounded the house to the space below felix's window, completed with vine covered trellises outside his window.

at this late hour, it seemed like your only option besides waiting for the morning, and you liked your chances at climbing.

so that's exactly what you did.

you climbed up the back wall of saltburn, clutching onto the wooden trellis with one hand while the other knocked on his window.

thankfully, he was actually awake.

you spotted him crossing the room in some comfy clothes after dropping a book down onto the bed.

he didnt question why you had been climbing up the back of his house, or why you had no shoes on, just helped you into his room and laid back on his bed, opening his arm up for you.

" where've you been all day, lovey ? " he questioned, his arm wrapping around you and his hand moving to take your hair away from your face.

" hungover . " was your simple answer as you nestled your head into the crook of his neck.

it was safe to say that you had another incident of sleeping all through the next day, even if it was a lot more comfortable snuggled up to felix's chest.