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The Picky Cat
A day in the life of Miki -WIP
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Goblin Slayer
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Wwyd lemme type
by:
-BonelessApple- 
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27.02.2021
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-BonelessApple-[OP]
27.02.2021 20:47
LinkA) okay so your oc has been friends with Oliver for some time now. Your oc has always found his to be a bit odd, and quite petite to say the least. He had invited your oc over to his apartment to hang out for a little while, and he seemed to be acting pretty nervous. The little goat boy had gone rambling in about being into- odd stuff, that is for a man to be into. Your oc finally told him to just go on and show what he had been talking about and he nervously walked to his bedroom. A few minutes passed and your oc heard nothing from his so they got up to see what the hell he was doing. They opened his door and he was nervously sticking a small, pink flower in his hair? The guy wore a black dress with flowers all over it, A little thing under it that had transparent dark sleeves, he wore thigh highs and heels. He turned to meet your ocs gaze and his fave immediately flushed
Wwyd
Outfit :
https://www.instagram.com/p/B_A-n8bHHHX/?igshid=130w1rnjaa6uu
He's pan btw
B)So your oc and Olivia grew pretty close
-BonelessApple-[OP]
27.02.2021 20:47
LinkFriends by after a while, your oc had noticed how awkward and off she began to act around them but they never really called her out on it, as they guessed it was probably just your typical Liv. One night, your oc had been getting ready for bed before they heard a gentle knock at their door. Confused on who would be at thwir place at such a late hour, your oc went to go check who it was, only to find a teary eyed, drunk Olivia. Shocked, of course they let her inside and asked what was wrong. She started bawling and went on about how she had been blown off, then oddly enough she started going on about how, she knew she could never fund a man like your oc to help and take care of her, that actually had feelings for her. and she just continued talking about how great of a person your oc was, their looks, personality, how much they help her and she just wished she could have someone like that.
Wwyd
Use an oc
Use decent amount of detail
Down be a piss baby if I don't rp with you
:0 I am kinda tempted to see like if Lorelei and Oliver were friends and she saw him in the dress because Jessica already knows he likes dresses and poor Olivia-
Since she met Oliver she felt nice being able to ask with him, not knowing yet that he was her step brother. When she saw him she looked at him, feeling a bit shocked but she blushed slightly, thinking that he looked pretty. “You look nice.” She complimented, she just wore a white jacket over a gray t-shirt with some ripped jeans.
Cow stripper man had been thinking that Olivia was a good friend and he loved her kids and try to take care of them sometime seven though he can be a dummy at times. When he saw her drunk and looking like she was on the edge of tears he couldn’t help but wonder if he was doing something wrong. When Olivia was telling Charlie this he couldn’t help but thinks he could be with him. “Olivia. Just calm down.”
His blush only deepened and he glanced down, his hands nervously folded in front of him and his ears lowered. "R-really...?" He glanced back up at her with embarrassed eyes.
She continued to gently cry and she held her pains over her red eyes, her cheeks were stained with her tears and some of her makeup had smeared.
She nodded. “Yeah! You look great. I honestly don’t look good in dresses but you look better than me.” She spoke looked at him with a smile.
He hugged her gently and pulled her close. “Hey it’s okay..” she told her with a sad look on his face. He definitely didn’t want to see her cry since he usually wasn’t really good at comforting people.
His expression brightened up and he smiled widely. "Thank you!" He smiked and threw his arms around her, it made him happy someone didn't mind.
she sniffles gently and hugged back, she looked up at him with big eyes. "Y-you don't mind?"
She chuckled and hugged him back. “It’s no problem. Ro be honest I wanna see my dad in a dress because I can see him pulling it off like you did.”
He nodded slowly, feeling a bit hotter from hugging her even though he was only wearing a gray tank top with some sweatpants. “I don’t mind Olivia. You’re my friend.”
The mention of her father had seemed to trouble his eyes but he gave her a small smile, nodding slowly.
She sniffles and nodded slowly but more tears began to form in her eyes. She whimpered gently/ "F-ftiends..."
“Well enough about my stupid dad that won’t let me date anyone I think you look lovely in dresses.” She hugged him happily with a smile.
She looked at her and rubbed her eyes with his thumb. “I uh..” he blushed and looked down. “I actually have a bit of a crush on you.” He started, his cheeks turning pink.
He nodded and hugged back with a happy sigh. "Thanks..."
Her eyes widened slightly as she stared up at him, before her cheek flushed a happy pink. "Really?"
“It’s no problem.” She smiled down at him, patting his head gently.
His face flushed red and he looked away. “Well.. yeah..” he spoke quietly, looking nervous as hell now as his face darkened a few shades.
He smiled and nodded with a happy smile as he pulled away. "S-so you like it..?"
She smiled and nodded, climbing onto him so she could nuzzle into his neck. "me too.'
She nodded and crossed her arms. “Yeah I like it a lot! Especially the dress.” She wished she could pull off dresses like taht but anytime she wore dresses they were itchy and she is more of a tomboy.
His face turned into a dark red and he looked away nervously. “O- okay..”
He smiled and nodded, his cheeks a happy pink. "Thank you-"
Despite her sobbing from before, she seemed perfectky fine now.
“You don’t have to thank me. I’m just saying the truth of my opinion.” Some strands of her hair went over her face.
He didn’t really know what to say, looking down at her nervously as his small gray tail wagged a bit behind him. “Um..”
He smiled and nodded, glancing down. "Y-youre on of the only people I've shown."
Her legs wrapped around his waist and she sighed happily, nuzzling her.
“Have you’ve shown anyone else that’s close to you?” She asked, wondering if he had some sort of a boyfriend or a girlfriend, or just a family member he has shown this to.
She nuzzled the top of her head after calming down, holding her gently with one hand as the other rubbed her back.
He shook his head and smiled. "Just a friend." His cheeks tinted pink at the thought of her.
She sighed gently and her eyes fluttered shut as she laid against him.
She grinned when she noticed he blushed at the mention of her. “Just a friend~.. huh?” Lorelei spoke in a teasing tone, raising her brows at him.
He relaxed and kept nuzzling her head, his cheeks tinting of light red. “Are you feeling better?”
He glanced down and he nodded slowly. "s-shes- t-too old for me anyways." Her nervously stared down with a reddened face.
She nodded slowly and sniffles, muterign a thank you.
She nodded slowly, wondering who he liked. “Well the two guys I like are only like a few years older than me.” She sighed, remembering Antonio and Darnell.
He wiped her eyes with his thumbs, kissing her forehead gently.
He smiled gently and nodded with a chuckle. "But you're 19- you're legally old enough." He gently adjusted the flower in his hair.
She sniffles gently and her face was stained with tears and makeup.
She shrugged. “Yeah. But they are like 23 or 24 I think..” she blushed and looked down, messing with her hair.
“Do you want me to clean your face?” He asked, he hated seeing her all sad.
He shrugged with a chuckle and he smiled. "Don't tell your father."
She shrugged and looked down with a small mod. "Please..."
She nodded. “Yeah- well I like two guys and they are twins and I’m pretty sure my dad hates their dad which doesn’t make it bette.” She sighed, crossing her arms.
He set her down on the couch and got up slowly. “I’m gonna go get a wet rag to wash off the makeup.”
He shrugged and smiled. "Well your love life is your choice, nobody else's."
She nodded and sighed, looking down.
*better.”*
She gave him a small smile. “Thanks. I just know my dad will probably be pissed if he knows I’m in love with his rival’s sons.”
After he walked off he eventually came back with a small, blue rag that was wet. But not as wet to were it would be dripping.
His brows raised a bit but he nodded off with a shrug. He smiled. "Just make sure he Dosnt hurt them.'
She glanced back up at him and stood.
(I suppose I’ll do B)
*the tired man reluctantly opened the door, seeing who this stranger was and what they wanted at such an odd hour. His expression was tired and somewhat annoyed until seeing Olivia, his eyes widened and of course let her in. Makarov wore a dark blue velvet robe and his messy dark hair was left out lacking a hair tie. The worried man listened to her after asking her what happened then put his comforting hands on her shoulders as he began leading her to his couch to sit down, he paused before actually reaching the couch when she oddly began talking about him he was going to say something but-* I.. *he sighed, his eyes softening* Liv, just calm down, alright?
Alright!)
She hugged her legs as she cried gently, but she stopped rambling. She stared down at the floor with tear stained cheeks, some of her makeup had been ruined but she didn't seem to realize. She let out gentle sobs as she leaned against him, her eges were big and sad. "I-im sorry..."
(My apologies I had to get dinner.)
Makarov: *the tall man warmly embraced her, he was no therapist but he did give good hugs when he actually tried. Makarov frowned at her expression, it was rare he’d see her cry like that it kind of hurt to see those eyes of hers. What made it worse is he was unsure of how to help her*
Dw you're alright!)
She looked down as tears rolled down her cheeks, the salty tears were mixed in with thin makeup as she curled up. She sniffles and continued to gently cry p, she whispered. "w-why can't I just find someone like you..."
Makarov: *he shrugged a bit* ah..well maybe they’re all too intimidated because you’re so beautiful. *he ran his hand through her hair, with a slight smile as he looked down at her*
She sniffles and buried her face into his chest. She whimpered shakily as she held him. "T-they are..?"
Makarov: course. *he let out a quiet sigh as he lightly rested his chin on her head while he continued to embrace her, his chest had a rather relaxing vibration to it as he talked* I know I would be.
She smiled gently and nodded slowly, sniffling as she snuggled against him, the tears slowly started drying up, leaving her face tear and makeup stained. She mumbled a gentle apology and thanks.
Makarov: its alright, what are friends for.*he murmured, leaning a bit while sitting against the inner arm of the couch to get comfortable*
She sighed gently when he said friend but she said nothing in response, she didn't want to be pushy about a relationship with him and end up losing him all together, as she almost did with Xavier.
Makarov: *his hand stopped ruffling her hair and rubbed his eyes* do you feel okay Olivia?
She frowned and stared down, but nodded slowly. It seemed she was sobering up.
Makarov: *he nodded, averting his gaze* do you need anything? water or something like that?
She sighed gently and nodded off, getting off him. "That would be nice.."
Makarov: *he nodded, getting up and heading towards the kitchen. That entire time he had been replaying what she said in his head and it hadn’t left his mind, not even now*
She sighed as she laid there with a frown. He wasn't exactly2- planning on telling him all about how much she appreciated him but there was no undoing it now. He was probably just going to leave her then and there and walk out of her life, she'd been too pushy, too clingy as she always did.
Makarov: *he wondered if she really meant all she said before or if she was just drunk..the man shook his head bringing himself out of his thoughts and poured some water into a glass, a minute or so later he came back with her water in hand and made his way over handing it to her with a small but somewhat kind smile* here you go.
She returned the gentle smile as she snapped out of it and with a gentle sigh she sat up. she took the glad and took a small sip before she muttered a gentle, "thank you." And she looked down, she hated letting him see her like this.
Makarov: *he hummed a reply and sat by her, rubbing the back of his neck. Would it be alright if he let her go even when she still seemed a bit fragile? Makarov closely watched her expression while in thought* ...you’re welcome to stay with me for the night if you want.
She frowned a bit as she stared down. She was about to except before she let out a gentle, almost sad sounding sigh. "I- wouldn't want to be a bother."
Makarov: *he put a hand on her shoulder, shaking his head* you wouldn’t be a bother, you’re nice to have around actually.
She sighed gently and nodded off before mumbling gently. "Thank you.. I'm sorry for showing up on such short notice." She stared down, she felt like- he pitied her.
Makarov: don’t worry about it. *he sighed, crossing his legs while returning to his thoughts. His bright eyes slowly moved away from her, he could admit her showing up was a bit out of the blue but it didn’t bother him too much. There was also something he wanted to ask her since she got there but he was more hesitant about it*
She nodded and took another sip from her glass before she sighed, moving it down to sit in her lap. She gently scratched behind her neck before glancing back up at him. "could I go wash off my face..?"
Makarov: *he nodded, being pulled out of his thoughts and looked down at her once again* sure- I could show you there- if you’d like.
She nodded and gave him a gentle smile as she stood up. "I'd like that-"