#c;olivia

[dongxminion]

"Listen I need more music of yours, I know you released some but I need more. It's so underrated, I wonder if our companies could somehow work out a deal for a collaboration of sorts. I think it would be fun, the boys would love it too. I mean of course, It would need to be hashed out. I just love your music, so I can't resist trying to pull something together for us." @oliviagails

[anotherindie]

Maddox se encontraba sentado cerca del malecón de la ciudad disfrutando de una tarde soleada de los ángeles, disfrutaba sin duda el contraste que le había otorgado la ciudad en comparación de Londres, amaba su tierra natal pero el cambio le había llenado y dado nuevas expectativas, ahora esa lejos de aquel mundo frívolo de su entorno que solo sabía sacar lo peor de él. Decidió caminar un rato por el muelle y se detuvo para apreciar la belleza del mar y de la mujer que estaba allí. “Hermosa vista ¿no le parece?” Dijo con una sonrisa mientras observaba la fuerza de las olas chocar con las rocas. @forshxnker​

[tinyhcll]

Gen was sharpening her blade inside a tree. The people- or should she say, creatures- of San Francisco were getting to her. Couldn’t she own a gun or knife without people minding their damn business? You got to be ugly to be a hunter. She continued to sharpen the sword when she felt the tree branch give in beneath her. 

SNAP! 

She gave a loud yelp before landing on the ground. Genevieve looked up to see a blonde. Geneive gave a shy smile. 

“Sorry for the entrance, I usually like to enter with style.” 

@notragedyy

[sophiaxjames-blog]

Jail Break ~ {Sophia&Olivia}

To say Sophia had been surprised to get a text from one of Rachel’s supposed friends would be a complete understatement. For all she had known up until recently, Rachel had been dead for three years, so hearing that her sister had been alive and well and making friends only hurt the youngest James sister even more. She didn’t understand how Rachel could hide so much from her when if the roles were reversed, Sophia would have told her everything - and she never would have let her go through the pain of believing she was dead. Not just gone.. dead. Staring over at Tyree where he still lay unconscious, she sighed and ran a hand through her hair. Even though she couldn’t drive this friend of Rachel’s home, she had promised to meet up with her and try help her out, not to mention the fact that Rachel was apparently not answering her phone. Deciding to try give the number Rachel had given her a call, she frowned as it rang out and went to voicemail. A lump formed in her throat as she listened to her sisters voice - for the past three years she had called Rachel’s phone on the nights it was too tough, just to hear her voice. It shook her to hear a voicemail that was so similar, but so different at the same time.  “Hey.. there’s someone I have to go see. I’ll be back soon, text me if anything changes?” she said to Shona, giving her a brief hug before leaving.  Making her way to the room Olivia had told her to go to, Sophia felt a little anxious, but she quickly pushed it aside. Knocking on the door once, she opened it slowly before stepping inside, smiling slightly as she saw a blonde in the room. “Olivia.. right?” 

@oliviamastromarco

[tcemvns]

"You know, I keep thinking about growing up in the industry. You were young when you started too, right? It's not as easy as others make it out to be. Once you start, your childhood is over. Hanging out with your friends, sleepovers, and movie nights, none of that happens that often after that. Do you think that it's worth it? Not that I would trade it for anything at this point, I just wonder if it's worth starting so young. Sometimes it just makes things more complicated, I think." @oliviagails

[roxxies]

closed starter for @livbennett

Roxie had caught word that her good friend was residing here not long ago- so caught up in work, she hardly stopped and considered the possibility of any of her friends ever ending up in the places she traveled to for work. Work that she couldn’t tell anyone about. None other than Olivia Bennett was living here, in Crownsville, just under her nose and she had finally reached out and contacted her, letting her know she was in town. Inviting her out to the bar and figuring it would be the best place to catch up with someone she cared for so dearly, and especially considering she had been feeling quite lonely in her own lack of friends as of late, she was more than excited to see her. Putting on a simple zip-up blouse over a raglan top, pulling her blonde hair into a messy ponytail, happy that it was her night off, she pulled on a simple pair of kitten heels and fixed her makeup before leaving the house and walking down to the 21st Amendment. Ordering herself a light beer when she had arrived, she took a swig from it and waited for her company to join her. After all, it had to have been a couple years- more than that, even. She wondered if her life was as happy as the time she had seen her before she had, at last, left England in order to be with, as she told it, the love of her life. Looking up when she caught a glimpse of the person walking through the door, her expression split into a grin as she recognized her, getting to her feet and spreading her arms, beaming with happiness as she embraced the other in a hug. “It’s so good to see ya, honey!” she exclaimed, clasping her tightly before pulling away and meeting her eyes, “Ya gotta tell me everythin’ I’ve missed! I’m so sorry I haven’t been in touch the past couple months. Forgive me, would ya? It’s just been so busy. I missed ya!”