Glory Fades

-independent oc rp blog -multi-muse -private & selective tracking: seianime Written by Ivana *This blog contains triggering material both in threads and in my bios. Please be aware of this as you proceed.* art credit

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|| THE BASICS ||

name: Oliver Shelby nickname(s): Olly, Ollyoxenfree, Mr. Shelby age: 30 species: human

|| PERSONAL ||

morality: lawful / neutral / chaotic ||| good / gray / evil religious belief: agnostic  sins: lust / greed / gluttony / sloth / pride / envy / wrath virtues: chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice primary goals in life:  Keep the drug business running so that his family never needs money again languages known:  English and some Arabic  secrets: Doesn’t really hide much unless you’re like a cop  quirks: He likes to make coins spin on table tops when he’s restless or bored savvies: lying and making himself look hard and unemotional. he’s also good with money and with guns obviously.

|| PHYSICAL ||

build: slender / scrawny / bony / fit / athletic / herculean / babyfat / pudgy / obese / other height: 6′0 weight: 146lb scars/birthmarks: burn scars all along his hands and forearms and on some of his torso.  abilities/powers: n/a restrictions: does his severe case of ptsd count?

|| FAVOURITES ||

favourite food: rib eye steak favourite drink: red wine favourite pizza topping: sausage favourite colour: orange favourite music genre: soul and/or rock favourite book genre: classic literature  favourite movie genre: mystery  favourite season: spring favourite butt type: all butts, man favourite curse word: fuck favourite scent: gasoline favourite quote: “Sometimes we want what we want even if we know it’s going to kill us.”

|| FUN STUFF ||

bottom or top: top definitely lol  loud burper or soft burper: he rarely ever burps tbh sings in the shower: yes / no used to likes bad puns: yes / no

their opinion on the mun: “she ok.”

was tagged by: innocentdelirium

Tagging: too lazy to tag people tbh

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Do not say my name!!!

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She flinches subtly as he begins to shout, the sound of his foot meeting the cabinet vibrates loudly into her ears and a hint of a grimace begins to twist it’s way onto features. And as she meets his icy gaze, the words he spoke slicing through her effortlessly, she just stands there unable to tell herself to move, not even to turn away. She knew that this wasn’t who he really was, a cold man with sharp words and a broken heart – this was temporary, however she wondered if he knew just how familiar she was with this type of encounter, if he’d think twice about shouting at her. 

Finally she manages to shake her head, lips parting and her eyes melt into a softer expression, “You asked me to help…” She manages to carry herself forward a few strides, picking up the broom she leans it carefully against the counter, “I’m not here to treat you like a child Oliver – I’m here because I care about you.” She places her hand gingerly on his upper arm, a slight twitch at the side of her mouth forming a smile that sticks around for only a second before it softens again, and she’s merely looking at him hopefully. Her heart pounding in her chest, almost expecting him to swat her away.

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The hardened expression on his features lingers relentlessly as she tries to calm him down. But he refuses to hear her words, to acknowledge any kind of sympathy or love he is being offered because how can you believe in anything good when you’ve seen the worst of human kind? All the letters, all the unfulfilled promises that they’d made to each other seemed so insignificant now, so small in the spectrum of tragedy in the world. So as his eyes continue to meet her gaze unforgivingly, a silent breath is drawn, heart pounding in the silence’s echo. 

“I don’t want your help anymore.” There is no quiver in his voice, no hint of uncertainty despite the pain that shoots up in his stomach as he mouths the words. He pulls his arm away, words rising like vomit in the back of his throat. “Are you really stupid enough to think that you can fix this, Danielle? Do you think that making me dinner and cleaning up my messes and taking my brothers to school makes any difference to me? I’m still fucked. We will never have our little fantasy of a relationship, we’ll never go to Paris. Everything we talked about is fiction, do you hear me? It’s make believe. So you better get out now before you end up bitter and resentful because nothing you do can ever change what happened. And even when my hands heal, I’ll still have the scars to remind me of all of this, of how I couldn’t make you happy, of how I can never bring any of them back. So please, please just go. Please.”

[missnu93]

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So, I just passed a milestone and I thought I’d make one of these babies. Though, I kind of collectively surpassed this follower goal a while ago, if we’re counting collective followers and mutuals across all of my sideblogs: ( phroditie, koaschei, & isacariot ). Nonetheless.

Thanks for stickin’ around!!                                –––– V.

Here’s a list of people who I write with that I’m seriously attached to:

                  –– ofoffence                   –– vessalixs                   –– thealbatrosskeeper                                       (and the entire company of muses)                   –– a-littlestarling                   –– ncncriminal                                       (idk which blog to tag you on)                   –– thehxuntedx

Here’s a list of people who I appreciate a whole lot: ( if you’re on this list, we might not know each other as well OOC, but I’m super into whatever you’re doing )

                 –– ohracle                   –– classicnaturalblues                  –– xaedificare             –– immorvl                  –– winebathed            –– plathgrl                  –– seianime                –– minidisastros                  –– prodigalscn           –– nottxbe                  –– friqqa                   –– infernadea                            (and the works)                  –– illripyourthroat       –– aphrcs

( if you didn’t get on the list, I probably just forgot or we don’t interact or something… I suppose if ‘ya wanna be on it next time, talk to me about a thread and we’ll see what happens? lmao )

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GUYS IT’S CILLIAN’S BIRHTDAY!!!

WHICH MEANS IT’S MY BIRTHDAY TOO!!

WHOA 

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[melisica]

(by Laurence Von Thomas)

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She hears the shatter of glass from where she was, situated in the living room, only half-concentrating on the tv, a re-run of Bewitched playing for an audience of what was once two but Oliver had gotten up to get something to drink. She’d wanted to help but, but he insisted, and Danielle knew it was good for him to do things on his own without any assistance. However when the glass shatters, and his obscenities reach her, she can’t help but jerk slightly on the couch, head turning quickly to the side as stands. “Oliver? You all right?” A small pause, green eyes somewhat apprehensive in appearance. “You need help?” Her feet were already carrying her towards the kitchen in spite of the urge to give him his space.

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“No, I got it,” he hisses coldly when he sees her entering the kitchen. His heart pounds with frustration, the broom he had in his hand stinging his palms with every second that he held it. He was tired of feeling useless, tired of being treated like he was a broken toy, a bomb waiting to go off. It seemed like all the anticipation of their reunion was erased from his memory, and all he was left with was pent up anger at the twisted turn of events. So as he tries miserably to clean up his mess and the broom inevitably falls from his hands, he begins to kick the cupboards underneath the sink. “Fuck!” he shouts, nearly tripping over the broom. “I need you to get out, okay?” His words shake with anger, eyes meeting hers with sharp frigidness. “Just fucking leave, Danielle. No one’s asking you to stick around. I don’t need you to take care of me.”

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[vvonderbooty]

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- Explicit Girls -

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Cillian and I should have a joined birthday party just saying

[missnu93]

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i still have memes i have to do from like 100 years ago. I’m such trash. PLEASE LOVE ME. 

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seianime.

“…!!!”

     He fell.

           “Whoops. I’m okay… I think.”

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A fake gasp as she stares at the other, a suppressed smile creeping onto her lips. “Oh, good. I was really worried.” She lies down on her belly, chin resting on  the back of her hands. “Should I call 911?”