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it's that time of year i try to write olivia again

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i lied. it's my anniversary weekend and we left early to avoid a longer drive day of 🎉

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gonna do a little refresh of icons and other stuff here and hopefully stir up some inspo to write 💕

suffering from lack of structure 🫠

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suffering from lack of structure 🫠

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something something girls who can't stop performing

thinking about olivia bloom's 3 story split-level museum-esque glass house.

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anyways, no one can convince me travis talked that way about his wife and stepdaughter when olivia was around to hear it.

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haven't yet figured out the details of her brba verse but i still think they'd be such an insane duo

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Words on the surface

Cannot satisfy my needs

I want you to bleed

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❛ how are you still alive? ❜ ... @tocook

lips pull in mock disappointment, betraying nothing of her surprise, her suspicion, roiling beneath. "you're not happy to see me? i'm happy to see you, jesse." in a voice nearly singsong, her pout shatters into a grin; pearly teeth biting down on his name.

she's let the doorway hold her, painting her body into a dubious ease as comfortable in her claim to his space as in her own home. albeit … smaller. lived in, her mother might call it, it was a stark contrast to the glass case olivia assembled her life inside. "miracle of the human body, huh. it just wants to live …" she's let her grin temper out into something softer. meandering and thoughtful as she pored over her scrape with death with an interest more apt to discuss that evening's forecast. small talk. it all dulled together into the same background hum anyhow.

"have you eaten?"

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&. 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  a  mix  of  angst,  fluff,  and  plot  focused  dialogue  prompts  in  the  form  of  questions.  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ what are you listening to? ❜

❛ can’t sleep? ❜

❛ how did you get this scar? ❜

❛ are you sure this is a good idea? ❜

❛ do you mind if i sleep here tonight? ❜

❛ what are you doing out here by yourself? ❜

❛ are you wearing my shirt? ❜

❛ don’t you know what you mean to me? ❜

❛ will i see you again? ❜

❛ are you comfortable? ❜

❛ are you trying to get us in trouble? ❜

❛ do you enjoy playing with people’s hearts? ❜

❛ don’t we deserve to be happy? ❜

❛ why can’t i come with you? ❜

❛ are you here to kill me? ❜

❛ you think i’m jealous? ❜

❛ do you want to share this? ❜

❛ is that blood? is it yours? ❜

❛ how do you know my name? ❜

❛ you’re an asshole, you know that? ❜

❛ like what you see? ❜

❛ was that your first kiss? ❜

❛ are you happy here with me? ❜

❛ sorry, did you want to be alone? ❜

❛ do you want my jacket? ❜

❛ how are you still alive? ❜

❛ you’re beautiful, you know that? ❜

❛ what are you so afraid of? ❜

❛ today isn’t your day, is it? ❜

❛ how does it feel to be in love? ❜

❛ you’ve been crying, what’s wrong? ❜

❛ do you remember when we first met? ❜

❛ isn’t this amazing? ❜

❛ did you miss me? ❜

❛ alright, who am i beating up? ❜

❛ that was a close call, wasn’t it? ❜

❛ am i worth so little to you? ❜

❛ how is it you’re never scared? ❜

❛ do you ever think about the future? ❜

❛ can you look at me? please? ❜

❛ you got me flowers? ❜

❛ well, how do i look? ❜

❛ what aren’t you telling me? ❜

❛ how about a kiss before i go? ❜

❛ you don’t know who i am, do you? ❜

❛ may i have this dance? ❜

❛ who’s going to stop us, huh? ❜

❛ wait, you’re leaving already? ❜

❛ it’s my fault, isn’t it? ❜

❛ have you ever lost someone? ❜

❛ do you think i’m a good person? ❜

❛ what are you thinking about? ❜

❛ is it really you? ❜

❛ what if i hurt you? ❜

❛ if you won’t take care of yourself, then who will? ❜

❛ have you come to laugh at me? ❜

❛ will you still look at me like you do now? ❜

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talking with nads tonight and realizing i only write losers and weirdos 💕

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inspo + THE LORENS

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fr

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anyways, mini info dump for newer friends :

olivia bloom is a self-described boring stay-at-home mom to an eight year old little girl named maya and unhappily married to travis bloom, the owner and proprietor of a string of wholesale appliance warehouses. she's recently lost a brother in an unfortunate altercation with police, but grady's always been a little sloppy and a bit of an ass.

olivia bloom is a fairly successful narcotics distributor and uses her husband's warehouses as a legal front. she managed this under his nose for years before he found out and forced his way into a cut. but, at some point, he got a little too greedy, skimmed a little too much from the top and caught the attention of her boss. she enlists the help of an end-of-life counselor, a woman somehow tied to the death of her brother, to settle two scores.

olivia bloom still wears her ring, still speaks of her husband in the present tense, but she's begun to publicly accept that she is relatively recent ( self-made ) widow after her husband disappeared on bender one night.

she is simultaneously incredibly impulsive and incredibly skilled in improvisation, maintaining a pretty consistent image of absolute control in most situations.

she is a little bit of a hippie in the absolute worst way.

90% of her energy at all times is this.

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something something embodying power by embodying masculine-coded dominance

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CORRUPTION BEGINS WITH THE MOUTH, THE TONGUE, THE WANTING. THE FIRST POEM IN THE WORLD IS I WANT

INDEPENDENT & PRIVATE portrayal of ᴏʟɪᴠɪᴀ ʙʟᴏᴏᴍ from tara armstron.g's MARY KILLS PEOPLE. ( 21+ ) info dump.

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