#googleoliver

[smallgayblanket]

"Y-ou-r breath i-is so warm." [ to anyone // @googleoliver // drunk!oli ]

Jamie’s cheeks went just a touch pink as he raised a brow. Hands moving carefully with his words. “What makes you say that?” He questions curiously. Breathing usually comes out warm does it not? 

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[wiishuregone]

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“Did you feed the human child my love?” Alexa asked looking at what humans would call a husband, “I love you Oli.”

[manymusesofsaria]

It was strange, she hadn't been in her old home town for years. Being what she was, it was hard to stay in one place for long, after all, people would start to notice someone not aging. She was sure enough time had passed though. It had been nearly a century since she had wandered these streets. Everything had changed. Why wouldn't they have? Change os normal for a human.

She shook her head to clear it, heading towards her new apartment, taking back streets to get there faster. It was late, and she just wanted some rest. Something had caught her attention though, a small frown tugging at her lips as she back tracked. She could have sworn that she heard something.

She didn't worry too much about being jumped, she could handle herself woth one hand tied behind her back, so Saria entered the allyway that she heard the sound coming from. "Hello?"

[voiceintheradio-archived]

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Markus -or Host how he preferred- was walking through the streets, hands buried in the pockets of his coat. He hated living here. He wanted to be closer to the surface, closer to the sun. But there was no way for him to be, the closest he got was when visiting others higher up. But he never got up. He hated it.

He sighed, running a hand through his hand. No use in being bitter about it, he supposed. Taking a shortcut through an alley, he saw someone on the ground, collapsed? Passed out?

He walked up to the man, looking at him. No, that wasn’t a human, but a robot. “Are you turned on?”, he asked, seeing how broken the thing was. He looked rather high quality though, why was it down here?

[missed-you-dark]

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Living with Oliver was still kind of weird for the Googles. Red was the one who most often mistook Oliver for their lost brother, asking him to make things or repair stuff, before remembering. He liked Oliver, but it was hard for him. Green often forgot, but it wasn’t obvious. He’d look at Oliver and wonder about something -like what he was tinkering on at the moment, before remembering. He didn’t often mistake him verbally though.

Blue though never mistook him. Of course not, Oliver was his boyfriend, and he loved him a lot. Only sometimes, when Oliver did something his brother used to do a lot, did he get reminded and get sad.

But they all got used to having Oliver around. They made sure that Oliver was happy and could do whatever he liked, and the other egos made sure that Oliver knew that. The Googles included him in what they did, and no one ordered him around or ignored him.

[darkwiishes]

Oli was quite curious about the feminine ego; it was odd to see someone like her there. Whether she was there to make a deal with someone or simply to visit and stay a while wasn't particularly his concern. He preferred to stay unnoticed by most. { @googleoliver w/ mute!oliver hope this is okay }

Darkiishu, or, Whisper, as she liked to call themself, happened to be visiting so she could scope out other egos, to see if they should take caution. She took notice of Oliver and made their way over to him, stopping in front of him and asking, “And what are you supposed to be?”

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[nachosforfree]

You should listen to Liam, Oliver

[beenpxshedaside]

Oliver never knew how to approach Dark, or even if he wanted to be approached. He was a timid little thing after an incident had left him permanently mute. Oli observed him from a distance and hoped that he would either ignore him or engage with him peacefully. { @googleoliver // using muted!oli // can ignore if you want }

Dark had noticed him, kind of half-ignoring him but also with him kind of at the back of his mind. All the guy seemed to be doing was watching and though Dark initially shrugged it off and left him be, it gradually started to wear at him.

Lately,Dark had developed a little bit of a lack of impulse control, probably due in no small part to the fact that his life kind of had no structure at the moment. Just going from place to place and doing what he wanted, when he wanted. So when the obvious observation just pushed to the point where it was kind of bugging him, Dark sighed, getting to his feet and going over to the guy.

“Can I help you?” he was kind of lightly scowling but seemed more bored than angry.