#oc: olivia taylor

[angelicsatin]

Olivia Taylor ˙✧˖°🎬 ༘ ⋆｡°🎬💻 | Ultimate Media Critic ૮꒰˶  - ˕ -꒱ა

Name: Olivia Taylor Pronouns & Gender: Cis Female + She/Her Nationality: American Relationship Status: Dating Kazuichi Soda  SHSL/Ultimate: Media Critic Game: Goodbye Despair Killing Game Status: Victim (Chapter 3, replaces Ibuki’s death) Status: Alive (in the real world) Birthday: 05/07  Zodiac: Taurus Personality Type: INTJ Enneagram type: 4w5

Olivia doesn’t only criticize and analyze films like most ‘film critics,’ but rather all forms of media. Films, television shows, live-action or animated, books, comics, video games, and so on are all things she reviews. Her opinions and reviews are well respected due to how critical she can be — even to pieces of media she personally adores, she will break down every fault. Hope’s Peak Academy scouted her while she lived in the States after her website took off and she’d began working with different major media outlets — thus spreading her name and reviews. She’s introverted, but with an inner vulnerability she isn’t quick to admit and a resting bitch face she can’t help, but despite that she still seems to catch the never ending attention of one Kazuichi Souda. 

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finally getting to reveal the official design for my danganronpa self insert to be shipped with my f/o kazuichi <3

Olivia's standing & pixel sprite by @ makineun on insta ! report card & intro card by @ makineun on Instagram !

[gxmergurl]

On a mission

Lucas and Olivia on the way to take out some of the Highwaymen Lieutenants to get back at Mickey and Lou.

[kellyrutherfords]

you wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me.

[harper-dearest]

Voice headcanons for papa louie characters go brrr

[veecastillooc]

All I Know Is I Was Enchanted To Meet You...

(my first official oc x canon smosh fic)

If you've read my ongoing Shourtney fic "This Slope Is Treacherous" then you've already caught glimpses of my OC (original character) "Vee" but here is her official introduction- a little look into the night where pretty much the stars align for her...in a way...sorta? Also this first work is set in 2016 so...have fun going back to that era 🤭

link is in the title!

(and here is the song referenced at the end of the fic)

SNEAK PEEK UNDER THE CUT

“I was just inviting them to the party tonight.” Liv said, taking a small bite out of a Dorito.

“Damien's party? Oh shit, are you guys coming?” Keith and I nodded, “Oh thank god! I thought I was gonna have to deal with Morgan alone.” He sighed, relieved.

Keith laughed as I looked at Noah, a bit surprised. “Oh, you know him?”

Noah’s face lit up. “Yeah, Damien and I go way back too- just as way back as me and Shayne. He’s a great guy. Starts off quiet, but he’s got a wicked sense of humor. And his girlfriend is super sweet.”

“Well, if y'all say so…”

[lovely-rants-alot]

I don't want to just listen to music

I need that shit injected into my veins

[youhavethesun]

spies by coldplay should’ve been on the one tree hill soundtrack. I think about this every time I hear it. definitely some scene where lucas walks away from a conversation with dan and there’s some sort of montage of dan brooding in his office while lucas walks through the dark across the bridge or the river court. yes. my dream job is actually to be an early 2000s teen drama music supervisor im not even kidding

[soullessjack]

hi. such an important question for you today. what kind of music do you think jack would enjoy? i personally think he only really listens to the shit dean listens to because that's all he ever hears, but i also think he would really like 90s-2000s pop-punk. i have no explanation for this i just think he'd get a kick out of it. (feel free to tell me how wrong i am)

in my infinite wisdom I think he would enjoy Linkin Park, the misfits/Danzig, the garden, mac demarco, Green Day, alex g, Queens of the Stone Age, mitski but only a few songs, maybe MCR… aside from that alcal has mentioned thinking jack would like tame impala and Britney Spears, and as far as the show goes his only confirmed favorite band is the who :3

might i humbly offer my playlist in these trying times?

[nothoughtsjustmhaandotherthings]

I love you Taylor Swift I love you Noah Kahan l love you Halsey I love you Crane Wives I love you Lorde I love you Mother Mother I love you Phoebe Bridgers and speaking of which I love you Boygenius I love you Lizzy McAlpine I love you Olivia Rodrigo I love you Hozier I love you The Amazing Devil I LOVE YOU TAYLOR SWIFT

[whumperofworlds]

Whumptober Day 2: Sick Day

Now on AO3!

A/N: Another day, another Whumptober prompt! Also, this is The Roaring Lions' debut! Finally, huh? Also forgot to add in the first story: many of these probably won't be my best works, so don't expect too much from me during this!

Tags: @gala1981

CONTENT: sick, collapsing.

ENJOY!

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@whumptober Day 2: Thermometer | Delirium | "They don't care about you."

Malik wasn't sure what had happened. For the past few days, he was full of energy and was getting around. But now? He could barely get out of bed. Not only that, but his nose was constantly stuffed up, and his throat was sore and dry—no matter how much water he drank, his throat remained that way.

Was he coming down with a cold? No. He wasn't. He never called out for sick days. Even on days where he wasn't feeling well, he still came in to work, even back when he was a college professor. He wasn't going to call out of work simply because he was under the weather. His team needed him now. Especially his Theo.

Malik sighed before coughing as he poured some coffee in his mug. It was another day to research bounties to capture; he was sure that he and the Roaring Lions would find a criminal and get them out of the streets. That was their goal, after all; to stop criminals from terrorizing the city. He wasn't as brave as Theo, or as smart as Elliot, but his wits and quick thinking had helped the team capture criminals and bring them to justice. He couldn't just—

He let out a loud curse as the hot coffee overflowed in the mug and touched his hand. He reeled back his hand, nearly taking the mug with it, before waving it to get rid of the burning sensation on his skin. He glanced at it for a moment—thankfully, it was only wet and sticky. No burns from what he could see.

I need to pay more attention… he thought, before he poured the excess coffee back in the coffee holder. He picked up the mug by the handle, before heading towards his small kitchen table to sit down at. He shook his head, sipping his bitter coffee, clicking his tongue to enjoy the taste… if he could. He couldn't taste the bitterness of his favorite drink due to his stuffy nose. He groaned, his head nearly hitting the wooden table in annoyance. Could this day get any worse?

He let out another sigh, before he stood from his chair. Pouring out the coffee in his sink, he grabbed his suitcase before heading to the Roaring Lions HQ. Surely, seeing his Theo would cheer him up a bit.

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Driving was more difficult than he thought. Malik had nearly hit a tree during his ten minute drive to work, and had swerved to avoid hitting another car. He groaned, as he finally arrived at his destination. The caffeine he got from his bitter coffee wasn't helping his exhaustion—did he even sleep last night?

No, no, Malik thought, the coffee hadn't kicked in yet. In a few minutes, I'll be full of energy. Just give it time, Malik.

He got out of his car, forgetting to lock it until he was halfway up the stairs. Once he realized his mistake, he cursed under his breath before he turned to his car and pressed the "lock" button on his keys. Thank God those existed—he would be exhausted going back down the stairs just to fix his mistake.

He didn't hear the double doors opening until he turned, and he jumped upon seeing Theo standing at the door. He lost his balance, and nearly fell down the stairs before Theo grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back on his feet. Once Malik readjusted himself, he sighed in relief.

"Thanks," Malik said, a small smile towards his beloved.

"Mally," Theo began, his eyes filled with concern. The pet name made Malik's smile grow a little wider. Oh, how much he enjoyed Theo calling him that. "Are you okay, love? You look like you're… unwell."

Malik shook his head to deny him, his smile still plastered on his face. "I-I'll be fine, Teacup," he tried to lie. "I didn't sleep well last night, that's all. There's no need to worry about me."

Malik tried to enter the headquarters, but Theo placed two hands on his chest to stop him, a frown on his face. Before Malik could protest, Theo placed the back of his hand on his beloved's forehead. His frown grew when he felt how warm Malik was.

"You're running a fever…" Theo pointed out, removing his hand from his boyfriend's forehead. "You're sick. You need to go home, Malik."

Malik tried to ignore the fact that Theo used his name instead of the usual pet name. He wasn't sick; even if he was, he had work to do, dammit! He shook his head. "I-I'll be fine, Theo. I just need to get some sleep tonight when I get home."

"You're sick," Theo protested, an eyebrow furrowed. Why was Malik so stubborn over something like this?

Malik sighed, his fifth one today, before he removed Theo's hands from his chest. "I'll be fine, Theo. Listen, we need to get to work. We shouldn't stand here arguing over this. The Roaring Lions need us right now."

Before Theo could insist, Malik gently pushed him aside so he could enter their headquarters. Theo only watched as his boyfriend walked away until he disappeared from view, an exasperated sigh escaping him.

"Stubborn as always," Theo said to no one in particular, shaking his head. He needed to keep an eye out on Malik.

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A few hours in, and Malik wasn't feeling any better. In fact, he was feeling worse. His head began to throb to the point that he couldn't concentrate on his paperwork, and his eyes began to blur so bad, he could barely see the words on the papers. However, he tried to shake it off with a shake of his head. Was Theo right, and that he was sick after all? No, no. He couldn't think that now. He couldn't just go home in the middle of work. That would be distasteful, especially since they were so close to locating the criminal who eluded them for weeks.

His head throbbed again. Ugh. He probably needed to get some coffee to get rid of this headache.

He stood from his chair, his feet unsteady for some reason. But he shook that off before heading towards the break room at the other end of the hallway. When he left his office, the hallway looked… longer than usual. When did it look like that? Was he imagining things?

The walk to the break room took longer than necessary—he stumbled a few times, but kept his balance as he continued forward. Why did it look like the break room was further than usual? Was he stumbling around that much?

Finally, he entered the break room, feeling the coolness hitting his warm skin. Thank God. He felt so hot in that office despite the blaring air conditioner. Olivia and Theo were already in the room, with Theo pouring himself a cup of tea. Malik couldn't help but chuckle. What a tea lover, he thought to himself.

Theo glanced up to meet Malik's eyes, a small smile on his face, though Malik could see that it was strained. "Mally," Theo greeted. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm… okay," Malik nearly trailed off, dizziness hitting him. He held his head for a moment, but stopped when he saw the worry in his boyfriend's eyes.

"Mally," Theo asked. "Are you sure? You're not… looking so good."

Olivia perked up then, glancing at Malik. She studied him for a moment, to which he looked away, not from embarrassment, but to hide that he wasn't well.

"Theo is right," Olivia pointed out. "You're sweating despite the cold air. Your hands are shaking. Obviously, you're not well."

Malik sighed his sixth sigh, shaking his head. "I said I'll be okay, I pro—" he tripped over his feet, and he yelped in surprise, before he readjusted himself. Theo nearly spilled his tea when that happened, and he went in position to catch him. Malik gave him a sheepish smile, as if saying that he meant to do that.

"Malik Townsend," Theo spoke sternly, his eyes narrowed into a firm look. Malik paused at his full name being said, eyes wide. "You're obviously not well. You should go home. Now."

Malik opened his mouth to protest, to argue that he wasn't going home, but his head began to pound, and he held his head again. He grunted in pain, and the dizziness worsened. He wanted to shake his head to get rid of the dizziness, but the intense headache prevented him from doing so. God, what was going on with him?

"I-I just need to sit down for a while…" Malik admitted. He turned to a nearby table, but tripped over his feet and tumbled to the ground. The cement-like flooring didn't help with his landing, as pain flared up everywhere. He gritted his teeth from the pain, but that took too much energy as he blacked out. The last thing he saw were Olivia and Theo's shoes in front of him, with Theo crying out his name.

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How long was he out? Malik wasn't sure, as his eyes fluttered open. His breathing was heavy, and his vision was blurry; colors were mixed together, familiar colors.

He blinked a few times, readjusting his sight, before his vision cleared up.

Immediately, he recognized where he was. He was in his home.

He opened his mouth to comment about it, but stopped when he felt something touching under his tongue. He raised a brow, before he moved his hand to touch the object; it felt like warm glass.

A thermometer?

"Don't take it out," a voice—a familiar one—said on his side. "You still need your temperature taken."

He turned his head to see his Theo sitting by his bedside. The other man smiled slightly, but Malik could see the worry etched on his face.

Wait… why was Theo here, at his home?

He wanted to ask that, but remembering the thermometer in his mouth, he kept it shut until his temperature was taken. Several seconds passed, and Theo reached out to take the thermometer out of his boyfriend's mouth, studying it for a moment. He gritted his teeth and cringed.

"Jesus, hundred and two degrees," he said, shaking his head. Carefully placing the thermometer to the side, he began to explain, "you passed out a few hours ago at the headquarters, and I took you to your home. Olivia said that you caught the flu, but you'll recover in a week."

"Oh…" Malik simply said, sinking into the covers as he shivered. His headache was still strong, but it wasn't as bad as a few hours ago.

"Malik," Theo began to scold gently, "why didn't you stay home when you're feeling sick? You scared us shitless when you fainted."

Malik's eyes averted from his lover, as if ashamed. He was sick, yes, but he didn't want to admit it to Theo and the others. "Don't wanna take a sick day," he finally admitted, "the team needs me."

Theo sighed, shaking his head at his beloved's stubbornness. "We do need you, yeah, but if you're this sick, rest is more important. It's not just for your safety, but the others' too. What if someone caught whatever you got?"

Malik sunk into his covers further, guilt hitting him. Shit. If any of his team members caught what he had, they would be out of commission. He hoped that no one caught anything after he was around them.

"...Sorry," Malik apologized in a soft voice.

Theo placed a hand on his shoulder, his smile still plastered on his face as he nodded. "Apology accepted. Just don't let this happen again, okay?"

Malik returned the smile before nodding as well. Lesson learned, he thought, if you're sick, stay home.

"Now…" Theo offered, "you need anything?"

"...Soup would be nice," Malik said.

Theo patted his shoulder with a grin. "Coming right up. I'll be back." With that, he stood from his chair and walked out of the bedroom.

Malik sighed—this one content—as he curled up in his covers. He was so lucky to have a good boyfriend like Theo.

[saibugslegacy]

Rip Idris Valley you would have loved Chappel Roan

Rip Percival Valley you would have loved Taylor Swift

Rip Ambrose Varyn you would have loved Conan Gray

Rip Odysseus Carrow you would have loved Paris Paloma

Rip Everett Varyn you would have loved Olivia Rodrigo

Rip Cyrus Venzak you would have loved Florence + the Machine

[angelicsatin]

Olivia Taylor 🎟️ | Ultimate Media Critic

A ‘Girls-Only’ Gathering ꩜ .ᐟ

ft. hajime hinata art credit - @ makineun on insta

As everyone prepared different sweets and desserts, chatting and getting to know each other thanks to Mahiru’s invitation to this ‘girls only gathering’, as she called it, Olivia stood to the back and watched with a critical—but amused—gaze on her new friends. Hiyoko criticized Mikan’s work, while Hajime also told her to lighten up and relax. Akane stuffed her face with sweets just as quickly as they were made.

And… Ibuki sculpted what seemed to be a ‘bust’ of herself out of cookie dough. Specifically emphasizing her own bust — if you know what I mean. The realization caused the group to laugh or gasp in both amusement and surprise at her actions, while Olivia pointed at her work — critiquing some of her choices and suggesting how to make it look ‘more accurate.’

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this is probably one of the coolest commissions I’ve gotten. It’s 1) ADORABLE. 2) SHE FITS IN SO WELL !!! some of my friends I’ve shown in dms took a minute to even find her because the incredibly talented and sweet @ makineun did such an amazing job on drawing Olivia into this canon game shot ! I’m so happy with it and I love seeing her look so real 🥹😭❤️‍🩹

[gxmergurl]

I'm a filthy liar when I say "I'm gonna post [x] day"

Anyway here's a Taylor siblings, mainly Lucas, doodle dump

[lil-oreo-crumbles]

This is Via the MC for my long-standing tv show idea that’s been in the works since ~early 2018

Will probably delete this later when I make an actual ref for her but these are just S1/Pilot design ideas (since I primarily draw her S2 design)

This is also an older drawing I colored recently so sksksksk

✨Via moves to the city✨

[scarrochelle]

Gonna delete all my social media as just use tumblr just watch

[veecastillooc]

I found meme alignment charts on pinterest....

might fill them out with the 2016 smosh squad from my fic so you guys can really ✨️capture their collective essence✨️