Jul 5
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"we really don't have to talk. i'm fine with silence."
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closed starter for @angelsdvsts
"we really don't have to talk. i'm fine with silence."
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it was accidental at first — he'd give , if ever questioned — how his hand ended up on their thigh . it seemed innocent enough ! somebody said something he found humorous at the table , he leaned back and laughed , his hands clapping together with everybody else , as those hands finally fell and landed on ... well , their skin instead of his own . oli knew exactly what he was doing , was figuring out how to get his hands on them all night , but the more the thoughts came , the more he worked himself up , to the point where he was forced to feel them . it wasn't his fault ! their immediate reaction was to reach for his hand , attempting to grip it and remove it , but he doubled down , squeezing their thigh harshly .
as the table continued to talk , he leaned in slightly to them . " careful , " he gave , voice low in warning as his face remains relatively unchanged . " wouldn't want to cause a scene , hm ? " he cooed , leaning back as his hand — in direct response to their defiance — moved upwards , ghosting over his intended target as he leaned forward at the table , pretending to be engaged in whatever bullshit was being talked about at that time . he couldn't give two shits what they wanted — and the thought that they were uncomfortable , wanting to get away from him , only fueled him on more . because even though oliver always got what he wanted in the end , the fight was much more enjoyable . " be good and i'll reward you , " offered again when he had the chance .
setting : i imagine they're at his family's vacation home , celebrating something for somebody ( he doesn't care ! ) and your muse ( m , w , nb — preferably younger ) was invited for some reason ( utp ) and they just so happened to be sat next to him during their dinner , surrounded by everybody . oli got a familiar ... feeling while at the table and is currently trying to get his fix using them — since they're the reason for it , after all !
muse : oliver ' oli ' williams ( 31 - 35 ) is a nepo baby / heir who ... is extremely entitled . to the point where it's almost on purpose ! he's always gotten what he's want , even if he's had to take it from somebody else . and it's always on his time , in the way he wants .
relationship : non - taboo — best friend , best friends sibling , neighbor , new family friend , practically a stranger , etc . taboo — younger sibling ( step , half , full ) , cousin , etc .
plotted starter for @soleiltm !! ( hannah & oliver )
it was a small town, everyone knew everyone. which meant when a new face was in town, it was obvious and everyone spoke about it. a lot of people, stuck in their old fashion ways, didn’t like new things to boot. oliver really hated the way derry fell into that way of life, he hated the way people acted. he was one of the most popular boys in the high school, whatever that meant, and people assumed he would act a certain way because of it. no, that wanted him to act a certain way. stuck up, rude, alpha male bullshit.
that just wasn’t him. oliver was just a big teddy bear, until you made him mad.
his fellow football men often made him very mad. today, happened to be one of those days. a walk home from practice when he saw them fussing over a newer face in town. it was obvious it was not a friendly encounter, and the words were hardly kind. another day, same old bullshit. “ hey. ” he called out to the two males that were trying to act tough in front of the other person. oliver wasn’t a senior or anything like that, but he was the star quarterback. he wasn’t someone other team members messed with, even though he could tell they wanted too. “ shouldn’t you two be finding something productive to do? maybe get in some extra running or throwing. unless you want to be benched next game too? ” his brow was raised, and boy did he know how to clear a space. they other two were gone in no time, leaving the other alone. “ sorry about them, i would like to say they are secretly good people but... that would be a big lie. honestly, they just suck. ”
closed starter for @sugcrtalkin
it takes at least two drinks for oliver's mind to settle and three for him to feel the buzz. he's not a particularly heavy drinker, even considering the frat boy of it all. he likes a party or a night out a little less than the rest of them, but admittedly he likes them more than he wants to admit. especially a good one. and tonight is good. that buzz has been sufficiently reached and in some strange serendipitous moment, as he scans the room and he feels his body relaxing into the cushioned booth, he locks eyes with familiar eyes. it's not like he's never seen rima out, but their dynamic always felt like it had a strict element to it, like he should be pretending they don't know each other. as they lock eyes, something in her gaze tells him otherwise tonight. oliver pushes up from the booth, making his way through the crowd towards her without second thought. or perhaps no thoughts at all. right as he reaches her, the dj shifts the music to something smoother, something that emboldens him as he approaches her, hand pressing against her lower back in greeting. "hey." they don't do this, but apparently tonight they do, because oliver goes for it. "bet you dance as well as you argue."
closed starter for @sugcrtalkin
"i'm choosing not to take it personally that you're looking at your phone directly post-orgasm." to be fair to rima, her phone had gone off several times and went steadily ignored through the last... well, oliver wasn't sure when they fell into bed. hell, he wasn't sure what time it was now, though he'd bet on after midnight. the arm that still cradled her middle tightened as he spied her expression. "you okay?"
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closed starter for @sourmourning
"just making sure you realise how colossally bad of a mistake we're making here. you know that, right?"
closed starter for @sealedfcte
"so, uh, we're fully aware that guy is a massive fucking douchebag, right? i'm just making sure, seeing as you've been letting him flirt with you for an hour."
closed starter for @peachedeyes
"don't tell me, i know why you're here... you're selling girl scout cookies."