After talking to what felt like almost every single person in the room, Blake made her way back to the bar to get a refill on her wine as the human interaction had almost always exhausted her, even though, she’d initiated most of it on her own.  As she approached the counter, she handed the bartender her wine glass almost silently asking for a refill as he took it from her.  Blake glanced around to see if she could find Eli or Damian or someone that she actually wanted to talk to and was relieved when she spotted Eli standing merely a few feet away from her.  She made a beeline for Eli and just barely wrapped her arms around his torso from behind, hanging off him almost like a child.  “Thanks for lookin’ out for me tonight,”  she chuckled as she released him.  “I couldn’t imagine what I would’ve done if I had to go home with Seth or had to third wheel Jeremiah and Gen, I would’ve killed myself.”  She said dramatically.  “Something tells me that is just not a threesome I’d be down for.”

It’s taken both of them around four tries to get Riley to go to bed. She’s currently in the phase of life where she’s filled with so much excitement that she can hardly contain in. She’s like a heart with legs, spewing love from every pore. She was probably also just still riled up from their trip to Michigan where all they did was play in the snow, eat holiday sweets, and run around, which Oliver couldn’t blame her for. Even he was still love-struck and giddy from their little family trip. “Keep your eyes closed, Riley, or I’m gonna send daddy in again and make him do that scary voice you hate.” He says with a laugh, which makes Riley laugh with her eyes closed, stirring in her little bed. “Goodnight, baby.” He says one last time, with emphasis, before closing her door. The biker pads his way through their home, poking his head into the living room where Eli was. Ollie takes it upon himself to slip onto the couch beside him, slinging his legs over Eli’s lap and wrapping both of his arms around his shoulders. 

To put it simply, Eli seemed a little distracted in Michigan. Or as if there was something just perched under his chin, waiting to be set free. Ollie would often look over to him and it looked like every cog in his brain was working overtime. He couldn’t quite crack it, no matter how hard he tried, which was are considering it always seemed like the two of them could read each other’s minds effortlessly. “Earth to Eli,” Ollie finally says softly, leaning in to kiss his jaw. Still distracted. The shorter man cants his head to the side, scanning his gaze over the living room before landing on one of Riley’s toy phones lying on the carpet alongside many of her other toys. Ollie picks it up, pretends to dial, and speaks again. “Hello? Mr. Hale? Oh, yes, this is your boyfriend calling. Yes, it’s me, Ollie. Just wondering what’s goin’ on inside that head of yours...” 

Oliver was good at many, many things, and festival games also happened to be on that list. He’s spent a good amount of time already winning prizes for random kids who’s parents just basically sucked at these things. Oliver had the advantage of stupid luck on his side, and he was just annoyingly good at everything. By now, his mom was off somewhere with Lily and the rest of the Stone clan, and now it was just him and Eli. The past few days in their little corner of the world has been perfect and strangely surreal. It’s been filled with constant I love yous back and forth between the two of them. It almost starts to disgust Oliver, but not just yet. Ollie’s started to assume that this is what most people deem as the honeymoon phase. His mother has certainly been calling it that, but he wasn’t too sure. Either way, he welcomes it with open arms. 

He gives away another large stuffed animal to some random little girl before moving back over towards Eli, wrapping both of his arms around his torso. “Not to brag or anything, but I think you might be dating the greatest festival gamer of all time. Like, I don’t know, but it’s likely...”

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16. Are they religious?

Not at all. Reina doesn’t really believe in things she can’t see and ‘God’ has never been kind to her so she has no reason to be religious. She’ll go to church for Rhea’s sake a few Sundays out of the year but that’s about the extent of it, and every time she steps inside a chapel she’s afraid she’ll burst into flames.

31. Does this character ever put somebody else’s needs before their own? Who do they do this for? How often do they do this?

Rarely, but she sometimes puts her daughter’s needs before her own. Like if Iris needs to be picked up from cheerleading practice and Reina has a nail appointment she will 9/10 times cancel that nail appointment (but that has literally never happened for either of her other children and they’ve been left at practice countless times). So yeah, she’s pretty selfless :/

37. How easy is it for them to say “I love you”? Do they say it without meaning it?

I think we all know it’s very difficult for Reina to tell people she loves them and honestly, she’s ever said it to anyone other than Iris and occasionally Rhea. She would say it without meaning it to manipulate someone but even then it’d be difficult for her to choke out, so she’s never used it as a form of manipulation before.

47.  What’s their pain tolerance like?

Pretty high compared to most people, Reina can take a beat down like no other and she doesn’t usually let it show when she’s in pain. She held her own against Kane and only gave up acting tough when he started gutting her, which I think shows she’s a tough cookie.

70. How do they feel about animals? Do they have any pets?

Lmao Reina hates animals and anything furry and she did not want any pets, never has, but then Iris asked for a bunny for her birthday and then later begged for the ‘unicorn’ that was at her birthday party, so now the family obviously has a pet bunny and a pony they keep at a rented stable.

92. Describe them as a John Mulaney gif.

Obviously this one

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25 –  IF YOUR OC HAS A SOULMATE, WHO IS IT? 

Me, shouting from the roof tops: ROWAN THANE.

28 – HOW DID YOUR OC AND HIS SOULMATE MEET? 

Rowan and Andy met in 1997, during high school. I wrote about it on the timeline page I will finish in a million years, but basically here’s the headcanon about it: 

His sophomore year of high school begins with him having to suck up his pride and walk into a freshman English class. He skipped most of last year, forcing him into repeating the class the next year. It goes well enough despite the eyes that fall on him – Before he’s transferred classes due to baseball season. The change brings along Rowan Fisher, the wide eyed girl who sits behind him. All he knows about her is that she’s the Sheriff’s daughter, and her smile creates knots in his stomach. He’s enamored by her from the get go, feeling as though he can suddenly see in color. Despite their different roots, they find that they get along well. He nervously asks her on a date two weeks into the semester, and the two begin dating soon after.

42 – WHAT MAKES YOUR OC HAPPY? 

🦋 a loving text.

[ imessage: eli 🙄🔧 ] i know i’m on your ass 1000% of the time but you’re really important to me[ imessage: eli 🙄🔧 ] i think you’re a lot better than you give yourself credit for[ imessage: eli 🙄🔧 ] just know that everything i do, i do because i love you

🧦 a half-asleep text.

[ imessage: eli 🙄🔧 ] i fucking slept it[ imessage: eli 🙄🔧 ] don’t have an aneurysm[ imessage: eli 🙄🔧 ] i’ll be there in 5

🌳 a happy text.

After losing Eli in the midst of the large crowd of people just moments ago, he finally spots him. He catches sight of him mingling about, towering over everyone and everything. He smiles warmly and plucks a stray rose from a decorative centerpiece on his way over to him, tucking it behind his ear. “Mind if I steal him?” Oliver says to the stranger his fiance was speaking to, who thankfully obliges. 

With a beaming smile, Oliver positions himself in front of Eli. He nods in the direction beside them before speaking, “You’ve had an admirer for about fifteen minutes now, I spotted him from the bar.” The biker moves to press his back to the wall, keeping his gaze on Eli. This was actually true. A nice-looking guy, clad in a plain navy blue suit, had been eyeing Eli for a good amount of time now. Never the jealous type (only in certain situations), Oliver found it intriguing and a little hilarious. “He’s kinda cute. Maybe you should ask him to be your valentine, hm?”