#mentioned:monty

[odysseus-thecunning]

ollieinoue​:

“Oh my fucking God…” He stared straight forward, eyebrows drawing together, and willing himself to not blush. It took a lot to embarrass Ollie, it really did. Yet here he was. He hadn’t said anything like that in his video, but nothing Odie was saying was actually wrong, and that was so fucking humiliating. It made him really wonder was he literally the last person to realize his own feelings? Was he that oblivious? Was he that obvious? Maybe it wasn’t that surprising when he thought about it. He reached over jamming his elbow into Odie’s side when they left themselves open for it, turning to look at them again. “Like what do you want me to do to get you to shut up? Because I will do literally anything for you to stop talking right now, dude. I swear.”

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They bit down lightly on their tongue to hold back laughter, filled with childish delight at Ollie’s exasperation. It was ridiculous how serious some people took matters of the heart, and they found it frankly pathetic and superficial. Odie apparently mistook Ollie as someone who didn’t waste energy of those sorts of endeavors, though they couldn’t think of him any less. They were only a little curious. The crook of Ollie’s elbow connected right below their rib and they let out a stunned groan. The pain subsided and Odie quickly recovered to continue their pursuit. The other’s words seemed almost too inviting to be true, so Odie grabbed Ollie’s arm and guided him to a halt to face them. Their head tilted downward, a crooked grin hiding their inconspicuous intentions. “Wait a second. This is starting to sound a lot like solicitation,” Odie teased. A rough hand caressed his waist, and Odie leaned to hover distantly above Ollie’s ear. “Count me in.” After a brief moment, their smile warped and they backed out of range of Ollie’s arms, unable to help the pull to make matters worse. “Should I invite Monty?”

[odysseus-thecunning]

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.