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#oliver queen fanfiction
angelltheninth · 4 months
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Sultry Dark Corners
Pairing: Oliver Queen x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, attending VIP clubs, semi-public sex, lap dance, flirting, dry humping, coming in pants, not getting caught, playboy!Oliver Queen
Word count: 1k
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A/N: I don't know why Oliver is so underrated. I get that arrowverse had a lot of flaws but I think it was also pretty good a lot of times.
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VIP clubs were some of Oliver Queen's favorite places to visit. Most were owned by friends of his, and if not they could easily become friends, if only for one night. His favorite kinds of clubs were the ones with lots of pretty service and they became his friends too, in a bit of a different way. If you couldn't find Oliver tangled up with a pretty woman after some time then everyone assumed he left with her. Or she left with him.
Oliver was hard to miss when he took a seat at his table in the corner. Enough for him to have a good view but slightly private as well, hidden away by a semi-transparent curtain.
He had a reputation for being quite generous with his tips when he liked the service so you made sure you served him before anyone else did. Here touching was permitted but only with strict consent and boundaries set by the staff. A way to earn even more money for you, if you wanted that is. When the paying customer was one of the richest bachelors in the city you couldn't pass up such an opportunity.
"Your order, mister Queen." You changed in your favorite green low-cut dress, tight enough to show your curves but not so tight it was uncomfortable to move in. It almsot matched the color of his tie. As the drink was placed on the table before him he looked at you with a smile.
"You can call me Oliver." He took careful sip, careful not to ruin his suit that is. "Do you have any other tables to serve tonight? If not I'd like some company."
At your amused raised eyebrow he made sure you understood the full extent of what he was asking for.
"A man gets lonely. I would very much like a lovely lady to spend the night with." His smile widened when you ran your fingers up his arm, pressing against the collar of his shirt and slightly tugging on his tie. "That's a yes?" He wanted to be sure before he proceeded. Upon you nodding he pulled you closer by your hips, almost enough for his head to press between your chest.
"I don't know what sort of woman you take me for but I don't go home with just anyone. Even someone with such a handsome face like yours." You pushed him back against his chair and looked back to make sure you were obscured enough. "I want to see what you've got to offer before we move on."
If he didn't catch on before you turned around and started grinding your ass against his crotch then he got a real clear idea now. His hands went to your hips only for you to push them down to your thighs. You kept the rest of your body at a small distance, only your shapely ass pushing over his slowly hardening cock.
Your hips moved to the exact beat of the music in the club. You know this song, you've danced to it before, but not for someone like Oliver.
For many Oliver was a one night only experience and you would make sure that it was one to remember. You were gonna be the one to make Oliver Queen cream his pants in a club full of people.
"You're not wearing underwear." He commented as he leaned forward to place a kiss on your back. "Neiher am I." That was even better.
"You've come prepared." He admitted it so easily too.
"You have too, haven't you?" You glanced back down at him, his cock now straining against his pants, begging to be free. Oliver clearly had no shame when it came to these things. As soon as he saw you looking he unbuttoned his pants and let you have a better look. The lighting almost made it look prettier, the hard length casting a shadow, the tip red and angry at the current lack of attention, the neat, trimmed patch of dirty blond hair at the base.
Everything about Oliver, including his dick, screamed of money. "Is that your way of tipping me?" You pushed back against him, now feeling the warmth a bit more clearly with only a single layer of clothes separating you.
"I could give more then a tip." He grinned up at you and spread your thighs a little, his cock pushing against your dress. "You look like you could take it. In fact you look like you could take it several times over. Right here." Oliver moaned as you started moving against him again, rolling your hips up and down, rubbing against the underside of his cock. He moved you a little, pushing his cock against the outline of your perfect ass, just the way he liked it.
You braced against the desk in front of you and speed up, ahead of the song, letting your moans be sounded out beautifully. As Oliver's hands traveled up your body you felt your wetness dripping own your thighs, your pussy protesting against being empty when his hands reached under your dress and cupped your tits.
At your ropes end you turned to him and pushed your knee bare knee against his cock and rolled your hand over the tip until he was bucking his hips against your hand.
"Not over my dress Oliver." You told him and thinking fast Oliver pushed his cock back into his pants but that didn't stop you from rubbing him until he came.
"Did I measure up?" His grin was very charming given how he was still coming down from his high.
"So far, yes." Banter was something he seemed to enjoy so you were leaning into it fully. Oliver reached behind you and grabbed his glass, quickly downing the rest of his drink. The amount of money he slammed down on the desk was... generous to say the least.
"Wanna get out of here?" Unlike some men he was proud to walk out with a clear stain on the front of his pants.
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bi-bard · 2 years
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I Know I’m Probably Better Off All Alone - Oliver Queen Imagine (Arrow)
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Title: I Know I’m Probably Better Off All Alone
Pairing: Oliver Queen X Reader
Based On: Better Man
Word Count: 1,291 words
Warning(s): mentions of Oliver being a bad boyfriend
Summary: After coming back from his five years in hell, Oliver is seeking to fulfill his father’s wishes and correct some past mistakes. He just wasn’t sure how difficult that was going to be.
Author's Note: Honestly... I just didn't want to give this a sad ending. This is very far off of the lyrics... I usually take them a little more literally than I did with this one.
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My first encounter with Oliver Queen wasn't as memorable as he had hoped it was.
I was in the middle of a day of work when he walked in with a few friends. I served them their meal, barely catching onto Oliver's... attempts at flirting.
It was ridiculous and it made me laugh more than it had flattered me.
But I was dumb and young, so when I found his phone number scribbled on a napkin and stuck in the check presenter, I gave it a shot.
I ended up at a bar that was far too expensive for my taste. Oliver and I sat in the corner and spent most of the nice just talking about anything. Looking back on it now, I could see that it was mostly Oliver talking about himself. I was just happy to listen because I wasn't aware of how strange that was.
The rest of the relationship was history.
It wasn't healthy. I knew that, just not while I was in it.
Oliver was.... for lack of a better term... obsessed with himself. He loved to show off his money. He would party and drag his friends along with him everywhere. We rarely got a night to ourselves. We were constantly surrounded by people that would listen to him talk and talk just so they could get free stuff from him. That included the girls that seemed to sit a little too close.
It just never felt like I was in a relationship with him unless it was convenient to him.
I dealt with a lot of guilt when Oliver went missing.
I had felt like an asshole for complaining about our relationship now that he was gone. I felt like I didn't deserve to be upset with how he treated me anymore.
I did a lot of work.
I accepted that I could grieve him and miss him, but that didn't change what he did. No matter what happened to him, it didn't excuse him mistreating me. I wasn't responsible for his behavior. He was. I had to accept all of that. And I did, or I was getting to that point. I was getting to the point where I felt completely fine with being on my own.
And then, Oliver was found.
I saw the coverage on the news. I was hoping the entire family would kind of forget that I existed. Thea didn't. She called me.
So, for the first time in years, I found myself walking up to the front door of the Queen residence.
I knocked on the door and stepped back.
I yelled when someone came running out the door and hugging me.
"I missed you," Thea shouted as she tightened her hold on me.
"Please tell me you didn't do this to the mailman when he showed up," I joked.
She stepped back, "Sorry."
"It's fine," I said. "How are you?"
"Fine," she shrugged. "Bit overwhelmed."
"I'd expect that," I nodded.
"Umm," Thea pointed back over her shoulder. "Oliver is waiting for you in the sitting room."
"Okay," I replied quietly. A familiar sinking feeling took over my stomach. "I'll see you later."
"Good luck," she said as I walked past her into the main room.
Oliver saw me as soon as I walked in. He quickly stood up from the couch and grinned at me.
"Hey," he said quietly.
"Hi," I replied awkwardly.
He only took a moment before running over and pulling me into a hug. I let out a sigh and closed my eyes. I slowly hugged him back. I wasn't going to lie. I had missed the soft moments.
"I missed you so much," he muttered into my ear before stepping back. "How've you been?"
"Well," I shrugged, "I did a lot of work over the last couple of years. Work on myself."
"That's good," he nodded. "I'm happy for you."
"Thanks," I replied.
"Can we sit," he asked. "I have something important to talk to you about."
I paused for a moment before finally letting out a quiet sigh, "Sure."
As I walked to the couch, I finally noticed the other man standing in the room. I stopped for a moment.
"Umm, hi," I said, waving at him. He grinned and nodded.
"This is John Diggle," Oliver explained. "My mother hired him when I got back."
"Oh," I muttered. "Nice to meet you."
"You too," John replied. "Oliver talks about you a lot."
"Alright," Oliver said. "Diggle, will you give us the room?"
"Are you going to sneak out the window?"
"What," I asked, looking at Oliver. "Why would you-"
"He doesn't like having a bodyguard."
"Never really did," I shrugged.
"Diggle," Oliver jumped in.
The bodyguard nodded before walking out of the room and closing the door.
I finally walked over to the couch and sat next to Oliver. He seemed nervous. That was strange. He had never been super nervous before. Even when he wasn't confident, he was good at faking it around people.
"Listen," Oliver started and stopped. He closed his eyes for a moment, pulling his thoughts together.
"What is it," I asked.
"I missed you, a lot," he explained. "But... I know that I was an asshole when I was with you."
I blinked at him a few times, "I wasn't gonna mention it."
"Yeah," he muttered. "I just... I want to apologize. I'm so sorry for how I treated you. It was awful. I know that."
"Umm... well... thank you for saying that," I replied.
He grinned at me.
We sat in silence for a while. I looked away from him, instead opting to stare at a pattern on the carpet. I didn't know what else to say or do. It was a conversation that I never expected to have.
"(Y/n)," I looked back over at him when he said my name. "Could we... Could we try this again?"
I completely froze up.
"I know that I wasn't good to you," he continued. "I was an absolute ass. But I want to be better. I think I can be. I just... I don't want to lose you completely. Please."
"Oliver," I sighed. I closed my eyes and looked down for a moment. "I... I don't know."
Oliver nodded, "You can decide how fast or slow we go forward. You decide when we're done. If I start being awful, then leave."
I felt like I was going to throw up. Not because I was disgusted at the idea, but because I was completely caught off-guard. I never thought I was going to have this conversation. I never thought I would have to consider this.
"We can start with one date," he offered. "Just dinner?"
I took a deep breath, trying to relax.
"Okay," I said.
My mouth was just a few seconds ahead of my brain. Still, I wasn't unhappy. I grinned at him. He smiled back at me.
"One chance," I clarified.
"Thank you," he reached over and grabbed my hand. "I'll call you with the details."
I nodded before standing up, letting his hand fall from mine, "I'll await your call."
"Okay," he excitedly nodded before standing up. "Can I walk you out?"
I nodded.
We walked back out to the front door slowly. I was about to walk out when Oliver said my name to stop me. I turned around for a moment. He leaned over and kissed my cheek. It was only for a matter of seconds before he stepped back.
He looked down for a moment, blushing a little. I grinned at him.
"Bye, Oli."
"Bye," he waved as I finally made it out of the house.
To whatever power there was controlling the world, please let this dinner go well. Please.
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Danny,no longer living in his home dimension for whatever reason, has found himself with a lot of free time and nothing to do.
No school, no ghosts, no mad scientists parents to follow behind and make sure they don't blow up the universe on accident, no creepy millionaires following him around.
Scratch that last one. Oliver Queen had been following him around lately asking if he knew where Bruce Wayne was. That usually wouldn't bother him, but the way the goateed man said it made it sound like he was making fun of Danny (he was making fun of Bruce actually but Danny had no context here) so Danny silently declares war on this guy. Breaks into his home and invisibly scoots all his furniture slightly to the left, glues all his jars shut and overshadows his computer and phone to implant a ghostly virus that loudly plays a song of Dannys choosing whenever someone tries to do anything with them.
Yeah the computer came to life and tried to eat Oliver but that just happens, right?
After a week of this Oliver angrily tells Bruce to come get his rogue Robin before he kills someone
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blue-sadie · 4 days
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Movie Marathon
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Them getting distracted from the movie
Your rigid breathes and soft moans were almost drowning out the sound of the boring rom com you guys decided on, your eyes were closed tightly as he worked his fingers inside you.
He found the movie boring half way through and decided that he should annoy you instead, he started with throwing little bits of popcorn at you to get your attention on him but when that didn't work he started to tease you.
His hand slowly found its way onto your inner thigh, his finger tips running from your knee to the end of your pj shorts each time getting slightly higher into them, he then attached his lips to your neck making sure to leave a few love bites and hickies.
One finger slowly became two then to three, his slowly but eager thrusting fingers were driving you crazy, the movie was long forgotten as you squirmed beside him, him whispering his dirty desires only making it worse.
His fingers slowly fastened their pace and started curling inside you while his thumb rubbed your clit, your moans and whines only fueling his desire to make you cum but he won't just make you cum once no no no he's only stopping when your shaking and begging him to stop.
Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Barry Allen, Oliver Queen, Bruce Wayne, Jake Lockley, Peter Parker, Pietro Maximoff, Bucky Barnes
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disco-troy · 4 months
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What are they arguing about
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bleue-flora · 1 month
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If I wrote a multi fandom fanfic it would literally just be Arrow’s Oliver Queen, Supernatural’s Dean Winchester, MCU’s Loki and Bucky Barns, and c!Dream imprisoned in Minecraft’s favorite torture box, Pandora’s Vault, with c!Quackity and his bag of tools… what does that say about me?…
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greeeengoblin · 7 days
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The Penthouse X BatFam / DC Part #2
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Joo Seok-kyung / Jason Todd Wayne
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And the evil between them PUHAHAHAH
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First of all, sorry for the disgusting drawing! I promise the fic will get better!
Btw, I also want to draw Yoo Je-ni's Roy version, but I postponed it after this disappointment ..
I COULD START STUDYING GRAPHIC DESIGN JUST FOR THIS AU BUT NO I'M TOO OLD FOR THAT ...(18 years old)
Anyway, Jason and his bullies again BECAUSE I LOVE IT, I love seeing Jason regretful after doing disgusting things. I don't know, maybe I'm the only one crazy ..Or maybe this is part of the angst.
Even if I can't draw Roy, you can imagine drawing Je-ni!
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:((
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smoaking-greenarrow · 2 months
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After “perfect” Ray Palmer breaks up with her, Felicity wants karma to even the score. What better way than fake date the most infamously hot bad boy in town? Taking fate into their own hands, she and Oliver Queen decide to let the world think she changed him for the better.
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sasheneskywalker · 6 months
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batfamily fic recs where the main character is transgender or non-binary
Laying My Heart Out by rotasha Bruce doesn’t have friends. Until he has Oliver.
T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Oliver Queen & Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth & Bruce Wayne
if you get lost (you can always be found) by corvidspectre Originally, it was easy to believe it was just over-eager adoration for one Dick Grayson. It was too easy to believe in fact; how could he have known there was any alternative? Dick Grayson was amazing, all that he wanted to be. The way he flew through the air, his effortless smiles and energy, what young child wouldn't want to be him? He was just idolising him, and he was a perfectly fine role model for a young girl to have. Maybe it was just a blossoming interest in gymnastics.
It took Tim a while to realise he didn't just want to be like Dick Grayson.
He wanted to be a boy. No, he was a boy. He was sure of it.
T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Tim Drake & Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent, Past Tim Drake/Stephanie Brown
by any other name would smell as sweet by misspickman A dare and a couple of offhand comments set off a domino effect, sending Tim down one or two identity crises. Apparently everyone thinks it's time for him to do some self-reflection.
T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Stephanie Brown & Tim Drake, Batfamily Members & Tim Drake, Bart Allen & Tim Drake, Tim Drake & Cassie Sandsmark
A hold on me by Anonymous Damian starts thinking about self-identity. Things both are and aren’t difficult. Growing up is hard, you know.
T | No Archive Warnings Apply | No Relationships
always an angel (never a god) by maruyaaya When Jason Todd is twelve, people begin calling him the ‘Boy Wonder’ and while Jason is, of course, extremely pleased to have taken up such an important mantle, it also feels wrong in a way that he can’t quite put his finger on.
“Look at me! I’m Robin, the Boy Wonder!” Jason cheers the first time he has the Robin suit on, Dick Grayson’s old nickname coming out of his mouth with a sickly sort of feeling to it.
But then Bruce smiles at him like he’s finally done something worth being proud of and Jason feels like he can ignore the way his skin is crawling if it means Bruce will smile at him like that again.
He can change, can’t he? He can be the Boy Wonder that Bruce wants him to be. He can do it. He can be whatever Bruce wants him to be. It doesn’t matter what she wants.
or;
a canon compliant fic following the life of jason todd from birth to death to re-birth and their struggles with discovering who—and what—they are.
M | Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings | Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Jason Todd, Jason Todd & Damian Wayne, Roy Harper/Jason Todd
Spoiler Alert: It Gets Better. by carolinaa Red Hood's been running Robin's Nest, a secret youth shelter in Gotham, since he came out of his murdery craze. He wants it to be a place to stay, no questions asked, with a hot meal provided if you stick around for breakfast. The kids of Gotham deserve that much.
Enter Stephanie, whose new name isn't the only secret she's keeping.
(or: how steph outsmarts her dad, makes gay friends, and gets the guy)
T | Archive Warnings Apply | Stephanie Brown/Tim Drake
These Twists and Turns of Fate by Hinn_Raven To be born is to exist, but to live is something else entirely. Stephanie Brown falls apart, and pulls herself back together. OR Stephanie Brown is assigned a different name and gender at birth. These are the changes that result.
G | Graphic Depictions Of Violence | Stephanie Brown/Cassandra Cain, Stephanie Brown/Tim Drake, Harper Row/Carrie Kelley, Stephanie Brown & Harper Row, Stephanie Brown & Jason Todd, Stephanie Brown & Damian Wayne, Stephanie Brown & Cassandra Cain, Stephanie Brown & Crystal Brown, Stephanie Brown & Tim Drake
loot my body by carolinaa Jason comes back to life, and finds that everyone's mourning someone who never existed.
T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Talia al Ghul & Jason Todd, Roy Harper & Koriand'r & Jason Todd
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tectmm · 2 months
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HELP! A shot in the dark here but I’m looking for an old Olicity fanfic I read years ago on ao3 and of course, I can’t remember the title or author 😤 all I remember is a one particular scene ..
Felicity has been injured and oliver is patching her up and given her some painkillers. Felicity decides to take a bit too many and ends up a little overheated and delirious so Oliver leads her to the shower to cool down and she decides to start stripping and get up in his face while he tries so hard to remain a “gentleman”, which he does, then she pretty much passes out. I believe that was the end of a chapter and in the next one, she didn’t remember what she had done and Oliver plays along??
I know it’s not much but any help would be much appreciated as something about this authors writing has obviously stuck with me as I’ve tried searching for it since I read it. Clearly hadn’t discovered the download or bookmark buttons back then😭😂
Thank you xx
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starythewriter · 5 months
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KINKMAS DAY 9 OLIVER QUEEN x you
kinkmas day 9
TW:this is for mature and all readers over the age of 18 ONLY
if you are a minor get off my page.
A/N: hope yall enjoy!! ive got many more stories on the way.
you and oliver were gonna go on a date today, but first you had to do some business with natasha, thanos was back, you found him near a jungle, your witch skills were coming in handy, natasha set up some drones with bombs, missiles and some surprises, shrotly after you started a spell, you summoned purple magic chains and casted them to tie down thanos, he yelled snapping his fingers, everyone got blasted away. natasha threw some drones, she got onto one of the trees and into a starship that was gignatic she shot missiles with a net shocking thanos, before you could cast a stun spell he reversed time.
now he threw an energy wave, which hit natasha, she dropped and fainted, you quickly flew over to the ship to heal her, wanda, came along "im here now lets go" she said as she threw fire balls are thanos.
after a couple minutes wanda was coughing up blood, thanos had a grasp. but natasha was back now, she launched a missile with 25 other smaller missiles, he got pushed back, you threw boulders at him, soon he spawned robots that started to shoot at the drones, starships, "help!!" screamed wanda. "here hold on" you said, trying to get her onto the starship, but wanda was crying, coughing up blood, you were speechless and scared, "ahhh" you yelled as you got hit with a laser.the both of you fell down, but natasha used her titanium sword which was able to repel the affects of thanos, releasing wanda from his grasp, shortly after wanda picked up air, and she lauched a tornando at him, sending him a couple feet back.
you were hurt, but slowly recovering, you released 2 clones to fight for you while you were recovering, a green starship pulled up shooting at thanos it was oliver, he shot a green arrow at his skull, thanos yellwed as he fell, he quickly sent another shock wave, you performed a new spell taking controll of his mind.
wanda threw firre balls, he quickly snapped back and sent a magical red chain holding onto everyone but oliver, oliver shot him again and sent a rocket releasing everyone from the chains, soon another starship bigger then all of the ones there combined, it dropped a gigantic missile, you all moved away.
thanos was close to giving in, wanda kept throwing fire balls along with throwing a tower over him, but thanos released a eletric shockwave that kept disrupted you spell, you threw new spells to freeze thanos's, arms, you and wanda threw together a spell now thanos was coughing up blood, oliver threw new bombs causing thanos to fall. before, oliver could give a fishing blow.
but thanos snapped his away out of things.
you all thanked eachother, everybody dispersed, but you and oliver stayed together, you used a spell to teleport with him to his home. it was beautiful. "Y/N you are beyond beautiful so handsome" you smirked, he gave you a soft kiss, while you rubbed your hands up and down his abs. "love these, they are rock hard" you said kissing his abs.
"ride me" he whispered into your ear, you shivered, you quickly undressed as he did, you got ontop of him and started grinding. "fuck, your already gonna make me come" you smirked, going faster. "do some sexy witch stuff darling" you lit some candles afar from the room, you moaned as oliver grabbed you harder. you started to draw symbols across his abs. "fuck, your so beyond sexy" you held you tighter, you felt his dick pulsing.
"Y/N, fuck… you have me pulsing, you make me feel so much bliss…. I cannot put it into words"
"thank you oliver." "someones dick is pulsing" you said with a smirk. he moaned being at your mercy. you loved this power you had over oliver, "fuck… your fingers feel so good on my skin and your insides are just… bliss" you moaned louder as oliver praised you. "should I claim you" "yes fuck yes" you smiled, slowlt drawing symbols he felt a slight but pleasurable pain. "there you go your all mine oliver" you smirked he gave you a kiss as he came undone, you kissed back. "that was so good Y/N" you slowly got up to remove yourself but oliver said "no please stay on" you smiled and gave him a kiss, you continued to give eachother small little kisses.
THE END.
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angelltheninth · 2 years
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Arrow Tip
Pairing: Oliver Queen x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, reunion, fast sex, passionate sex, needy Oliver Queen, needy Reader
Word count: 0.8k
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A/N: Another commission, this time with my boy Oliver. I don't see much content for him, which is a shame, I love him. The prompt for this commission was taken from this nsfw prompt list.
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6. “I want you now.”
Oliver couldn't get his hands or his lips away from you from the moment he saw you waiting for him at the airport. Even in the private limo he pulled you into his lap and let you grind on him, getting him harder with every roll of your hips.
"I've missed you babe." He husked against your neck as he pushed you into the doorframe of the bedroom, "I can't wait anymore. I want you now. I want to be inside you." His hips jerked against you, he was almost humping you from the sheer desperation.
Not that you were any better by any means. Your panties were already so slick you might as well throw them away. Oliver's fingers didn't help either. "I waited for you actually. I didn't touch myself for a full week."
He groaned against your lips, his eyes pools of lust, reflecting yours perfectly. "Then let's not wait any longer." Hungry lips found yours as you jumped up and wrapped your legs around his hips.
Both of you were like animals in heat, trying to touch, feel and kiss everywhere at once as you threw your clothes anywhere you could until you were both naked and flush against each other on the king-sized bed.
"The bed was so empty without you Oliver." You scratched your nails down his hard abs, feeling them clench and relax while Oliver tried to stay calm long enough to angle his cock with your entrance, "I felt empty without you."
"Sorry." Finally he managed to get both himself and you to stay still. As nice as it felt to slide his length through your sopping wet folds he really needed to be inside before he came all over you. "I don't think I can go slow." Oh that was more then fine with you, perfect even.
You spread your legs a little wider for him, giving him a bit more room. Both of you panted with excitement and need as Oliver slid inside little by little. The first inch was almost too much already for your needy and neglected cunt. You chewed on your lip while he bottomed out inside you, his hot cock fully sheathed inside you.
The clench was instantaneous, as as the almost wild bucking of your hips into his. Oliver almost toppled over from the sudden pleasure. His eyes closed as he gripped the sheets in a knuckle whitening grip. He inhaled, then exhaled, willing himself to hold off on his orgasm.
There's a part of him that would just be content with staying like that forever, but there's another, more needy, louder part of him that's telling him to fuck you like his life depends on it. In the end that voice wins out.
"Shit, you feel so fucking good love." A small gasp leaves your mouth at the praise. Your eyes travel down Oliver's body, drinking in every inch of him, every scar, every mark that was left unkissed in your hurry. "So good. I'm not gonna last long, I'm sorry."
Oliver's thrusts are almost sloppy, they're rough, fast, deep, unforgiving. He can't get enough of the tight wetness surrounding his cock, the look on your face twisted in pleasure, the way your hands run up his arms and interlock behind his neck as you arch your back for him.
The first time you did this you needed time to get used to his length, but now you have no issue taking him in with ease. Oh you knew you were gonna have a little trouble walking right in the morning but you wouldn't care less. All that mattered was that Oliver was back. He was kissing you, loving you, his cock was twitching and pulsing, spreading you open for you to take his seed.
You reveled in this feeling, in seeing how his abdominal muscles clenched flexing, the sweat gathering at his brow, the way his mouth hung open and allowed low grunts of pleasure to escape him.
"You're cute like this." Normally you'd say that he was hot, or sexy, or handsome. But right now he was so desperate for you that you couldn't help but think it a little bit cute, and very sweet. To know that he wants you just as much.
"I... I can't anymore... I need to... fuck I'm losing it sweetheart..." Oliver's grunts ripple off into a low growl as he sinks in balls deep and comes.
You barely suppress a moan as you grind your hips into his, your inner walls clenching around Oliver's throbbing cock. Your whole body shivers under him as you reach your orgasm, and all Oliver can do is keep thrusting, making increasing both your pleasures.
Oliver leans forward and presses his forehead to yours, "Hi."
You chuckle and peck his lips, "Hi." You give him another kiss, one that sends more jolts through his cock, and in doing so more cum inside you in quick spurts. "Welcome home Oliver."
His arms wrap around your body, he brings you close to him until there's no more space between you, sharing body warmth and heartbeats, "I'm home."
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Don't be Scared; This is the Life - Oliver Queen Imagine (Arrow)
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Title: Don't be Scared; This is the Life
Pairing: Oliver Queen X Reader
Based On: Don't be Scared
Word Count: 943 words
Warning(s): argument, cussing
Summary: (Y/n) didn't know what they were truly signing up for when Oliver became mayor and hired them After disagreements and arguments, (Y/n) starts to realize that their new job just might not work out.
Author's Note: I swear I've somehow made it a requirement for Oliver Queen to get an imagine in every writing challenge.
SONDER - THE WRECKS WRITING CHALLENGE
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I rolled my eyes as I listened to some half-assed argument from Oliver.
"You have not heard a word I've been saying," I snapped.
"I have," he argued. "I'm trying to find a better solution."
"No, you're trying to undermine me, like usual."
Working with Oliver often made me want to pull my hair out. He had gone on and on about wanting to work for the city and help people. Now, he had the chance and the resources, but he wasn't doing anything worth noting. He wasn't even trying to get to that point.
It drove me absolutely insane.
"Since when have I-"
"Every idea I have offered has been shot down," I cut him off. "Do you know how many reports and proposals I've given you? I've written multiple novels worth, Oliver. I need to know that I am being heard. You asked me to be a part of your team. Act like it."
His jaw clenched.
I let out a sigh and closed my eyes for a moment.
"Maybe I should go home for a day," I muttered. "It's late. We're both tired. Just... please, think about what I've said and given you. This city needs help. Let me help you give them that help."
He just looked down at the desk.
I turned around and left the office. I grabbed my things quickly and started heading out.
I ran a hand over my face.
The entire day was weighing on my shoulders. It felt like a mass was sitting on me. I was tired and stressed and angry. It was awful.
I had been so focused on dealing with the problems of the day that I had stopped being as observant as I should've been.
I let out a yell as I was grabbed. The sound didn't get far before a hand was clasped over my mouth. My back was slammed against a wall, knocking me out before I had a grasp over what was truly going on.
When I came to, I was tied up in some abandoned building. Arms tied above my head, so my toes barely grazed the floor. My head hurt. I was tired. It was all so much. That was the best way I could describe it.
A man walked over from the other side of the room. He looked pissed. Not that I had any idea why. I had never seen him before in my life.
"What am I doing here," I asked.
"Just answering a few questions," he said simply.
"About what?"
"Where's the Green Arrow's base?"
There was a long pause between us.
"What," I replied. I felt a fist meet my cheek. "Shit!"
"Answer me!"
"I can't!"
Another hit landed on my stomach.
"I told you to answer me!"
"I don't know what the hell you're talking about!"
I yelled as the man's fist collided with my ribs. I closed my eyes and let my head drop.
"Still don't know?"
I was ready to spit out some kind of sarcastic comment but didn't get a chance when an arrow shot into the man's shoulder. I yelled in shock as the man stumbled back.
I watched as another man dropped down, walking out from behind me.
It was the Green Arrow.
I watched him pull the arrow out of the man's shoulder and continue beating the absolute shit out of the man. After making sure the man was unconscious, the Green Arrow started walking over to me.
"I'm here to help you," he said, trying to calm me down.
I nodded, letting him untie my hands. He made sure that I stayed on my feet.
"Let's get you home," he nodded toward the door of the building.
I followed him for a moment before stopping, my thoughts collecting themself. He stopped when he noticed I did. He looked back at me.
"How'd you know I was here," I asked. "I... I didn't call or text anyone... and you got here so fast... how did you know?"
"Is that important?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Because I said so," I sassed him. He chuckled at me. "Now, answer me."
There was a pause. I could see the wheels turning in the man's head. He let out a sigh.
"There's a tracker on your phone."
"A fucking what," I snapped. "What gives you the right-"
He shoved off his hood before I could yell at him anymore.
"Oliver," I asked.
"Hi," he awkwardly waved. "I knew that I needed to keep you safe because you were part of my team. But I didn't want to pull you into this world- ow!"
He grabbed his arm after I slapped it.
"What was that for," he asked.
"That one was for the tracker," I said before hitting his arm again. "That one was for not telling me who you were after you hired me."
"Can I get you home now?"
I crossed my arms over my chest, "Fine."
Oliver got me back to my apartment with no problems. He hid away in an alley, not wanting to get spotted.
"Thank you," I said. "I didn't say that earlier."
"Yeah, you jumped straight to hitting," he replied. "You're welcome. I'll see you at the office tomorrow."
"I look forward to finally having a genuine conversation about the city's future," I nodded. "Now that I actually know what you do."
"So do I," his grin made my heartbeat speed up. I would never admit that to him.
"Goodnight, Oliver."
"Goodnight."
As I walked back to my apartment, I felt a new sense of comfort. Of control. Like things were going to be better now.
And I really liked that feeling.
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