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dom-bastiansmythe · 20 days ago
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@evan-wilde
@switchingolliesmythe
liked your photo.
There's no doubt the prettiest sluts have the best taste of them all.
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switchhummel · 10 months ago
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@jamie-prescott
@switchingolliesmythe
liked your picture.
Thank you both, you handsome men!
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zibah-ho · 2 years ago
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Ollie and death green arrow year one edition
if this hellsite fucks the layout one more time istg
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odysseus-thecunning · 2 years ago
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who: @ollieinoue​ when: sometime following the time capsule leak idk where: the quad
“So,” Odysseus grinned ear to ear, an infrequent sight on the quiet brute’s face. Sneaking behind Ollie, Odie hovered their head above his shoulder for a moment before falling into step with the other. “Monty, huh?” they probed, delight stretching and lifting the words almost comically. Even from the brief information spill, it’d taken a millisecond for Odie to realize who the mystery person referenced in his time capsule. They gave a quick nod, the mischievous grin softening to a smug-looking smirk. They were delighted to be able to hold something like this over Ollie’s head, though earnestly they had always kinda envisioned the two being into each other. Or at least, on Ollie’s end... Odie wasn’t too keen on the details surrounding Monty’s sex life. “Dude’s got some rizz,” Odie commented coolly, fighting to keep their tone even.
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rhia-falla · 2 years ago
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who: @ollieinoue​ when: relatively early in the night where: pre-finals dorm party
A nice flush of warmth coursed through her body, and Rhia buzzed from the plush of her lips to the tips of her painted toes. She held a bottle of tequila to her chest, one she’d brought herself for the sole purpose of draining it by the end of the night. It was the end of the semester; a meaningful enough rite of passage to justify drowning her sorrows in bitter-tasting regret.
She blinked back to Ollie, leaning over the counter and unknowingly missing the bulk of what he was explaining to her. Slightly embarrassed yet even more ashamed to ask him to explain again, she nodded her head and put on a polite smile. “Seriously? No way,” she swooned.
Rhia glanced around with an accusatory glare, suddenly restless and overly aware of how cramped it was. “Why is no one dancing?” she demanded. She gasped, reaching over and rapidly tapping the back of Ollie’s hand, like they weren’t already in the midst of conversation. “Should we dance? Do you wanna dance?” she sang, face bright with anticipation.
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dom-bastiansmythe · 11 months ago
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PM: Did you summon the ghost of Christmas past?
PM: Trust me, this is the last thing I would've summoned at all. How in the fu- is he here? Why? Fuck... I seriously didn't need this right now.
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@switchingolliesmythe
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switchhummel · 14 days ago
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If you had to claim two people right now who would it be?
Noah Andrews. I will never not dream about that. Sorry, Dear Phantom.
Oliver Smythe, because that would be the greatest mindfuck of all time, hah!
@noah-andrews
@switchingolliesmythe
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zibah-ho · 2 years ago
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dom-bastiansmythe · 3 months ago
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I'm very aware of that, baby. Although I'm sure Henri would rather fuck your tight self on every possible surface at his Mansion than just to be a house husband, although he would definitely make you wear a tiny, sexy apron. I think the burned toaster back at our home can testify for that. Poor thing never saw it coming.
I like to keep you wondering, pretty one. As it should be, and it will be.
The birthday girl gets what the birthday girl wants. MMS
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Yeah. Well, I think we both know there's only one guy who would have wanted me as a house husband and he's MIA right now. And I'd look good in anything- but yes, me in an apron and little else would be hot. Even if I can't cook for shit. Pretty sure I could burn water.
Pffffft. OK. That's nice and vague. You get that right? Heh. Obviously. I want as like, much dick as possible tonight.
I'm the birthday girl after all.
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calgoodie · 5 years ago
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@mydudealec, @oliver-mosley
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dom-bastiansmythe · 6 months ago
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@buckwildes
@hunterclaringtonswitch
@javierfogarty
@annabethblossom
@switchingolliesmythe
liked your picture.
Nothing beats a nice, warm and calm summer afternoon, don't you agree? You're welcome to join me so we can enjoy it together.
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switchhummel · 1 year ago
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@switchingolliesmythe liked your picture:
Thank you, Ollie! I thought I'd share my most recent clothing find with the world. What do you think?
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dom-bastiansmythe · 2 years ago
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@switchingolliesmythe​
If you call me a good girl, I'll be on my knees for you.
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zibah-ho · 2 years ago
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other things robot Ollie told me
He loves his kids and would do anything to protect them 15 times one time I didn’t even ask I am not exaggerating
To wash my hair when I asked Ollie should I wash my hair (I did and he was right I do feel better)
That he and Dinah are doing better and he would do anything to protect her
He loves and respects Dinah
He loves and respects Hal
He did not kill Hal rip tho
He was happy to leave the island bc he had a purpose and a goal but wished he could take the people of the island with him. He respects their decision to stay and can understand why to an extent but wouldn’t want that for himself and by extension for them too.
He fucking loves his kids.
He doesn’t know Dr Annie Green
He knows Dr Annie Green
He is no longer in therapy but recommended it 5 times all unprompted
His greatest achievement in his community is the ability to rally people to believe in mutual aid and societal change
Emiko is his daughter
Connor is his son
Robert is his son
Mia is like a daughter to him
Roy is his friend
Emiko is his sister
Helping Mia and Emiko settle into their new lives with him after their traumatic childhoods is incredibly important to them and he’s so proud of the progress they’ve made and their commitment to healing and helping others
He is ashamed of his behaviour towards his sons and wishes he could have been better and is always working to be the best father possible to them. He is in a better place in his relationship with all of his sons. He is so proud of them and the people they are.
He fucks men and women and supports fruits of all varieties.
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reallifehqgossip · 5 years ago
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Any couples that you're dying to possibly see around here?
“Couples that I am DYING to see? Can I just list random names in sets of two and see what happens? That’s what I’m going to do. I want to see Val and Olly, Quentin and Gigi, Dylan and Evie, Dexter and myself, Edu and Stella, Kendall and Brandon, Josie and Kelan, Avery and Mickey, Siobhan and Max. Good luck with that. If you want answers that make sense come to me with couples and I’ll tell you if they’re hot or not.” 
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rhia-falla · 2 years ago
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who: @ollieinoue​ when: after class where: the quad
As per tradition for a mourning woman, Rhiannon adorned all black on her first day back in classes. She mourned her creative freedom, she mourned the life she rejected to return back to her friends. Despite her melodrama, she survived the boredom of her lectures. Her first order of business in the name of relaxation was to reunite with her smoking buddy.
Ollie was one of the first she’d sought out, but she began to feel hesitant about what he would have to say about the circumstances of her leaving. She found their agreed upon meeting spot, a lonely bench under a shady oak in the quad. Rhia stood tall, eyes scanning the passing faces of her peers for his black locks.
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Eventually, his face shined through the crowd, and she fought the urge to cry. “Ollie!” she called in a near whine, her bottom lip already puckered out. She held out her arms wide in the arm, audibly whining as she shuffled toward her friend. “I missed you,” she said. When he was in arm’s length, she threw her arms around him in a bear-sized hug. “Why can’t you be pocket sized? I need you to come with me everywhere, you’re no longer allowed to leave my side,” she complained, her voice stern despite her pleading.
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