Flintwood

Move it, Wood!

Не послал Вуда к черту - день зря прошел.

It was waste of day, if Flint didn`t say Wood to go to hell.

hot off the press - flint & wood, a two part interview 

I’m super late to this rarepair but 

“Fuck off,” Flint says.

“You fuck off!” Oliver hisses, trying to draw his leg up. “Merlin, that smarts.”

Flintwood! Who would’ve thought? 

did an updated version of a fanart I did way back when I started with digital art

He shoves a neatly wrapped parcel into Marcus’ hands. “Here.”

“For?”

“Your birthday, Flint,” Oliver says dryly, “Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten?”

Marcus lunges at Oliver, except he’s slowed down by the snow at his ankles, and Wood laughs and dodges out of the way for Marcus to land at a crumple at his feet.

“Rude to treat me like that on my birthday,” Marcus says, voice muffled into the snow.

Oliver drags him up, kisses him hard on the lips. “No special treatment, remember? It’s just some pastries,” he gestures to the box, “Since you like sweet things. You’ve no doubt crushed them, though.”

Ayyyy look what I didd <3