#nolive

The OT7 is Polyklok/Olive/Charles, but here's how they break down from there! 😊

Pickles/Olive: Relish!

Because. You know... pickle and olive relish🥒🫒 credit for this gem goes to @you-are-forever-special

This one has been going around on discord for a while now, and I adore it. Its so silly and perfect for them!

Plus, it makes a great, ridiculous celebrity couple name for when they start fake dating. Yes, you read that right😉

Toki/Olive: WarAx

Nothing special, just their names.

Skwisgaar/Olive: Vinegaar

Also crediting @you-are-forever-special for this.

Murderface/Olive: MurderAx

Again, nothing special, just their names.

Nathan/Olive: Nolive

Like. No Live = Death. Haha I'm so clever.

Alternative: Axplosion

Charles/Olive: CFOlive

Crediting @sparklecinnamonbunny for this one!

Sunday/Olive: Oliday

Sunday Mourning belongs to @sparklecinnamonbunny

You know, like a holiday?

This is also what the girls call their adventure crashing Nathan and Pickles' Friender Bender.

St. Cecilia Jameson/Olive: ???

Ceelie belongs to @gointothevvater

Did we ever decide on a ship name for them? If not, we should!

Noah comes to pick up Liv, but when they get to the ground, the car she’s expecting is no where to be seen. Noah just walks past her, catching her eyes with his.

“Where are you going?” She asks, and he just turns around, and like it’s the most obvious thing in the world answers, “the bus.”

Just as they get to the stop, the bus they need goes by, and so they’re forced to sit at the bus stop for what feels like hours. Liv is completely turned away from Noah, rolling her eyes and pursing her lips, because not only does she not want to be with him, but she thinks he’s mocking her, now knowing where she lives compared to him.

But she does sneak little peeks at him, and he’s just fiddling with his fingers, a little smile on his lips.

When they’re sitting on the bus, Liv’s eyes glued to the window, he leans over and says “I like the bus because you get to see people exist”

She furrows her brow and turns to him, still with her arms crossed tightly across her chest. “What?”

“Everyone’s just living, they’re not expecting to be watched, so they become themselves.”

He spends the rest of the ride talking in snipits about the people he’s watching. The girl texting and smiling, the man flipping through a book feathered with stickynotes marking places in the book, the child with a toy in their lap, playing some sort of imagination game.

This crack pairing hits me in ALL the feels. Height difference, thick eyebrows, tiny blonde woman with a bob cut, unrequited love, antisocial, honest man, opposites attract (and maybe age gap?), and I’m probably forgetting a few. :D