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#ollie musings
lover-cook · 13 days
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Sometimes half the fun of having fictional parent f/os is really funny cause sometimes you see a character who the whole fandom has the hots for meanwhile I’m here like… yep that’s my parent everyone find’s them EXTREMELY attractive
Anyways parental f/o havers imagine teasing the CRAP your parental f/o over people thirsting after them <3
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olive2read · 8 months
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watched the barbie movie yesterday and, after reflection, my two big takeaways seem to be
the white allocis abled feminism is strong. capitalism pats it on its pretty lil head and, tho this is initially upsetting, by the end it has learned to lean in
not only do the parallels to fight club feel intentional, they feel like a rejection of fight club’s ending in favour of upholding the capitalism status quo. or, more succinctly, it’s what might have happened if ikea had made fight club.
I’m interested to see the parallels with Harley Quinn / Birds of Prey (which I’ve heard about but don’t know canon well enough to recognise on my own)
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britney-rosberg06 · 1 month
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Kimi, he knew how it felt. Maybe not exactly but the pressure, the expectation, it was almost identical to him
Maybe that’s why they leaned on each other so much
Here yall come get your Bearnelli propaganda
@euko-going-insane and i are getting everyone on board <3
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yes-armageddon-it · 11 months
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wind-in-my-fur · 2 months
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Sometimes I feel kind of nervous like I took on the therian label too quickly. Cause I hear so much talk from others about how being therian is awful for them like they feel cursed to be in a human body or with the psyche of an animal when for me that's just... not how it is. Like sure I deal with bouts of species dysphoria but like... I don't feel trapped in this feeling. It's more like I'm a unique and beautiful blend of an experience. Like I experience things from such a personal view and feel so connected to my emotions even though I can't express them. Like their's nothing or no one who'll have experienced life like I do. Then again I guess I feel the same way with gear and doing quads. Those aren't really things I feel compelled to do but that doesn't change how deeply I feel disconnected from humanity and the "human experience" so who knows.
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olliesneweyes · 1 year
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Oc/Muse ask game, slightly dark and fucked up edition! This is intended for more horror focused muses/OCs, but they can be used generally as well.
There is also an accompanying M!A post which you can find here
🫀: Does your muse have any injuries, and if so, what severity?
🫁: Does your muse have any health problems, and if so, what severity?
🦷: What texture is your muse? (Can be literal or based on vibes)
🕳️: What would startle your muse?
👁️: How firm is your character's grasp on reality?
🍄: How willing is your muse to eat odd/inedible things, on a scale of "I'd rather starve" to Craving it?
🌑: How well does your muse sleep? Do they have problems such as nightmares/sleep paralysis/insomnia/etc.
🪰: How hygienic are your muse's living conditions?
🍭: how easily manipulated is your muse?
🧸: does your muse have any comfort items? What reaction would they have to it being taken away from them?
❄️: Does your muse do well with temperature changes?
🗯️: how would your muse react to being yelled at?
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gainprincess · 8 months
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This version of Ollie is available, though flat Ollie will be the default.
That's not even a fucking joke, she can either normal and flat or the bustiest zombie you've ever seen.
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amomentxofhappiness · 9 months
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@sirxnx cont. from here
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"Oh? Did I volunteer to help?" Adam asked scrunching up his nose and humming thoughtfully for a moment before shrugging. "I don't really have anything better to do," now that was just sad really, but he didn't get to babysit Olivia until the weekend, and he was a tad tired of being locked up home or at work. He needed something else to do, and maybe an adult to talk to--Olivia's father Jack didn't really count as an adult.
"Can I make a suggestion? It'd be hard to remove him from here without the street and house cameras picking us dragging a body," he started. "It'll probably better to do something with it to decompose it or well, change his cause of death."
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yifeiyay · 1 month
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is it common for your hair to become curly as you grow older bc i swear just last year alex powell had straight hair but today i watched the new prema vid and there he is with curls
oct 2023 vs mar 2024???
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eulogier · 3 months
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@protagcnists / what if they kissed?
“did you like it? be honest.” it’s two in the morning, so ivy’s birthday is officially over; the candles have been blown out, the cake eaten, the balloons popped. there are still stragglers that won’t make their way home till the early hours of the morning, but for the most part, everyone has made their way home or found somewhere to crash for the night. in venetia’s bedroom, they’re provided a much needed amount of privacy.
she never really liked the parties thrown for her. it begins very nice, everyone’s eyes on you, all gathered for you. the mood sours as the night goes on, you realise everyone is here so they have an excuse for getting wasted rather than just doing it alone in their living rooms. so, she’s conscious of where ivy’s head might be at. “no. it was awful. you looked fucking incredible. mum was being weird.” was mum being weird? she just kept being around. of course, she was the one who decided it needed to happen in the first place.
venetia turns her head to look at ivy. they’re laying side by side and if it weren’t for the sequins digging into her torso she thinks she could fall asleep just looking into the other girl’s eyes. and it’s inevitable here. she knows what ivy’s lips taste like, how the meat of her hips bends under the pads of her fingertips. she gives her no warning except for the trailing of eyes to lips before her lips crash into ivy’s. to make it up to her, she thinks, a personal gift. and then she peels away, as though it was nothing at all, her head falls back against the pillow.
“what flavour is that lip balm?”
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portcls · 4 months
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@blindspct liked for a starter
Oliver had never cooked in his life. His mother made sure every meal was taken care of, and as an adult, he either dined at restaurants every day or ate leftovers from the days he did go out. He appreciated fine dining and, as a doctor, earned enough money to indulge in it frequently. It also didn't hurt that the chef at his favorite restaurant was a sight for sore eyes after a long shift. They weren't exactly friends, but Ollie felt as though he knew Christopher. He often sent compliments to the chef or left notes on napkins when the kitchen was too chaotic for him to be given any attention. The kitchen reminded him of his shifts at the ER sometimes.
He paid good money to sit at the chef's table whenever it was available. Being a doctor, he found it lonely, and meals were the only time he could spare to do something for himself. Chef Christopher was the one constant in his messy life, which is why he was the first person Oliver thought of when he was invited to his father's wedding. He still remembered his father’s words the day he came out to him. He didn’t want to prove him right, even though, he kind of was. Ollie was lonely. His straight coworkers were all married, so he couldn’t even blame his profession. He was a lonely gay man, just like his father said he would be. But, he would rather die than give him the satisfaction of being right.
He wrote the note on a napkin: "Will you be my date to a stupid wedding?" with checkboxes for 'no' and 'yes.' Oliver flagged down the waiter and handed him the folded note. "Could you please make sure that the chef receives this, please?" And then he sat and waited, with sweaty palms and a pounding heart.
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lover-cook · 2 months
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Hi I just wanted to share that I have commissions open :D I’ve finally got access to my computer again and I am super happy!
And I recently revamped my commission prices carrd!
And here are some ship art examples :} I’m not limiting to just oc x canon/selfship art either, and I have a really quick turnaround!
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If you're interested just shoot me a dm! :}
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olive2read · 6 months
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I keep having all these frustrated rants with my friends & I’ve decided to start collecting them in one place. I present to y’all:
popular romance idioms / tropes I wish would fade into obscurity
“there wasn’t an ounce of fat on [pronoun]” — this is gross on so many levels and it’s such low hanging fruit
“[pronoun]’s most sinful place” / “most intimate place” — say it with me: bodies are not inherently sexual! the anus is not a ‘sinful’ place, there isn’t anything inherently negative or illicit about poop (literally everybody does it), and genitals don’t represent pinnacles of intimacy, ffs
bioessentialism
references to “personal musk”
attraction that is based purely on physical beauty — I get that hotness might be a factor in the initial connection but if I’m meant to believe the characters are actually in love, they’d better have more going on than winning a genetics lottery that’s been rigged by fascism & colonialism
I guess it’s prolly obvious that physicality has been on my mind a lot lately, as I didn’t intend to focus this initial list on a specific category.
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boohoos · 11 months
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after being in and out of writing for the last few weeks i’m finally wanting to put my foot down and actually get back into the swing of things so i guess this is like a lil interest call ? if anyone wants to do new things or rekindle old things like i will do whatever tbh !! i think for now i’m gonna stick to writing on discord and then maybe if me and beta editor can stop fighting i’ll come back to dash in a few weeks … maybe. but anyways , just leave a like or interact however you’d like and i’ll come bother you 💌
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wind-in-my-fur · 1 month
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Thinking about my theriotype.... Cause like. As much as I would love to be able to narrow it down to specifics I feel vaguely connected and see myself as just... canine. Like I can explain how my inner self is specifically but also their are some parts that are... fuzzy. Like for example no matter what I ALWAYS have a fluffy wolf-like tail. That's always been a part of myself. But my ears? They fluctuate between upright wolf or German Shepard like and more rounded off and floppy. Has anyone else without a specific theriotype dealing with something similar? It's like their are physical aspects of different types of canines that I feel connected to, you know? Maybe it's just a breed I haven't heard of yet but who knows.
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gainprincess · 8 months
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About that curvy, tubby turtle girl Ollie mentioned…
Perhaps she’s hungry? Ollie, I mean.
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"Ollie's about as hungry as a horse!~"
AKA, she's super hungry, VERY rock-hard, and starying right at this blubbery, meaty meal like it was made JUST for her.
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