#owenrobinson

[petalsfm]

LOCATION: a la mode STATUS: closed / @owenrobinson

milly is scrolling through her phone while waiting for owen. why does she have the BUZZFEED app on her phone? she couldn't tell you. in fact, if asked, she'd probably deny it. she's scrolling past 'articles' titled things like 36 Things People On TikTok Have In Their Homes That Just Make Sense and 27 Kitchen Products From Amazon You'll Want To Add To Your Wishlist, just hoping the time will go by faster. it's not long before she spots her friend, offering him a smile and a wave. "hey!"

[naturiisms]

@owenrobinson // the green

ronnie hadn't prepared herself for the possibility of a large ( to her ) dog bounding toward her with its toy when she'd set out for a picnic at the green that afternoon. her fear of dogs was nothing new, but she'd been working on it. "oh my goodness you are huge," she observed, looking around for its owner and landing eyes on the man running after her. "i wish i was brave enough to throw the toy for them, but unfortunately your pooch decided to pick the one person in the park that's absolutely terrified of dogs."

[elizabeaufort]

💙 @owen-robinson​

AFTER HAVING her car ruined, Bluebell Madonna was slowly waking up, the lights hits through her eyes that hurts, and she was seeing everything blurry and hearing a beep from machine. She open and closes her own eyes once more to see things better, and she tries to stand up or leaving the bed (she was still sleepy), she looked down at her right arm that hurts and was wrapped in a bandage, in a sling, she groans. Had a few scratches on her delicate features, one of her forehead close the line of her hair, on her neck where she had stitches but it was small. Apart from those areas, she was pretty much intact. Grey-bluish hues widened in surprise to see Owen and his uniform... The last time she remembers they were having fun in Coney Island. ❛ Hi...  Am I in heaven?!❜ She said to him jokily as she sat on her own bed smiling timidly. She was far from the reach of her phone to talk to him. ❛ Am I allowed to go home? ❜

[mwgaybachelor]

Liam did call Owen and Maren, but Taric was right, all good things must come to an end and he passed just before his children arrived....

RIP Taric Esposito

[naturiisms]

@owenrobinson // murder mystery fundraiser, denver public library

brown hues wandered around the room for a familiar face instinctually, a bit of disappointment washing over ayanna as they remembered that their friend no longer worked at the library. it should have dawned on them before coming to this event in hopes of seeing them, she realized, continuing on into the room. the disappointment was quickly replaced with excitement as they spotted owen, remembering him from the strawberry festival. walking over, she tapped his shoulder and waited to get his attention, grin plastered on her features.

[elizabeaufort]

MFK: Claire, Kelsey, Owen

❛ Undoubtedly, I would marry Owen, I mean, waste away a living Greek God? No. Also he's a gentleman another plus. Who I'd fuck… Claire I think we met on Halloween. Kelsie, I'd kiss, but I don't know her. ❜

@owen-robinson @kelseyrobinson @ofclairesjournal

[professorarlo]

who: @owenrobinson where: anywhere

Arlo appreciated Owen's invitation to grab coffee after their chance meeting at the bookstore. Caught between classes, he saw it as an excellent opportunity to spend some time with Owen before his afternoon lecture. Arlo inquired with a friendly smile, "So, did you ever get around to reading that book I recommended, or is it still patiently waiting on your to-be-read list?"

[naturiisms]

marco 📩 owen

@owenrobinson

marco: do u think fish have dreams marco: what do u think they dream about marco: if i were a fish and u caught me u would say look at that fish shimmerin in the sun... such a rare one...