#oru... hello oru

[niinnyu]

Huh what where am I?? Last thing I remember is seeing Shirahama's long haired Oru how'd I reach here??

Shirahama's art ofc

[lunarharp]

just getting to know them again

[kyu-piddy]

Hello! Can I ask for a part 2 of the mother-in-law hcs exept it's with Azul, Trey and Idia this time?

The Mother in Law II

Thank you for your request. Apologies for taking so long, but life has been quite hectic these past few months. I hope you enjoy this drabble collection.

Gn reader x Azul, Trey, Idia

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Mama Shroud

Mama Shroud is an extremely intelligent woman and an affectionate mother, a genius in both her work and her affectionate ways.

You had only heard about her through her feats, her son sometimes commenting that the “head engineer” had made something, who you later realized was his mother.

You always had been curious about meeting his parents, but Idia always seemed reticent about it, quickly changing subjects.

One day, you went to visit him in his dorm after class.

The door to his room was opened slightly, letting you in through the small crack.

“Hi, ___! Did you come to play games with us?” asked Ortho, the one that had opened the door.

Idia was sitting in front of his pc, concentrated in a gaming session.

“I just came by to check on you both. How is it going?”

You chatted with Ortho for a bit, the angry clacking of Idia’s keyboard almost like white noise.

Suddenly, the light on Idia’s screen became brighter, the voice of a woman echoing through the room and startling all its occupants.

“Idy, pick up! It’s mamma!” repeated the voice over and over again.

The tip of Idia’s hair turned pink, as he muttered under his breath how he was sure he had blocked the voice features.

Ortho's eyes glimmered.

“___, you can meet our mom!”

He sprung from his spot on Idia’s bed, and before his brother could stop him, accepted the video call.

“Oru! How are you doing, dear?”

“I’m doing fine!”

“That’s great! And where’s Idy?”

Idia (with a little shove from Ortho) rolled his gaming chair into view of his mother.

“Hi, mom.”

His face was stuck in a strange expression, like he had sucked on a particularly sour lemon.

“Oh Idy, mamas so happy to see you. My little boy is all grown, getting himself a partner. It’s almost like it was yesterday that you were still in diapers.”

The blue in Idia’s hair was gone, replaced by a bright pink, mirrored in his cheeks.

“Mom! How do you know that?!”

“A mothers intuition never fails, sweetie.”

Ortho giggled, giving you a gentle push forward.

You stood at Idia’s side, and put your hand on his shoulder.

“Hello, Mrs. Shroud. I’m ___, Idia’s partner. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“You can call me mama, sweetheart. My, you’re quite lovely! Don’t you think so too, Idy?”

Mrs Shroud seemed oblivious to her son’s embarrassment, his face disappearing from the image as he sank into his chair, his hands hiding his face.

“…yeah.”

Mama Shroud kept the conversation going, asking you and Idia about every detail in your relationship, but seeing as her son couldn’t even look at the camera straight, you ended up answering most of them as he wallowed in shame.

“It has been lovely talking to you, my dears. But mama has to leave now. I’ll call again later. Bye bye!”

You and Ortho both waved goodbye as she ended the call.

Idia was still on the spot at the bottom of the chair, curled into himself.

“Your mom is quite lovely. I really liked her!” you assured him.

He peeked at you from the space in between his fingers.

“And Idy is quite a cute nickname.”

Idia groaned, and went back to hiding his face, as you and Ortho giggled.

Mrs Clover

Mrs Clover is a simple woman. She wears her pastry chef uniform most of the time, a hard worker who never seems to quite leave the kitchen, flour and sugar always decorating her garments and sometimes even face and nose.

Trey’s family is his pride and joy, and so is the bakery they own. As such, he wanted to take you there so you could meet them and have a taste of their recipes.

Entering through the door of Patisserie Clover made a little jingling noise echo in the pastel shop, cakes and tarts and biscuits and anything and everything sweet laying on platers, the aroma of even more sweets being made entering your nostrils and sticking to your body.

The shop was open, with many patrons lining up to purchase goodies or seating on the plush chairs while snacking and chatting.

One of Trey’s little sisters immediately spotted you, a tray of freshly made biscuits in her hand and a shocked look on her face.

She dropped the tray on the counter and turned tail, running towards the back while whisper-yelling “MOOOOOOOOM!”.

Trey chuckled under his breath.

“Let us follow her, before she gets into trouble.”

On your way to the back of the bakery, Trey hastily greeted several customers, many seemingly knowing him for many years, probably regulars that had seen him in the spot that his sister now was in.

The closer you got to the back, the warmer it got, and the stronger the smell of sugar and flour was.

“Hattie, you can’t scream like that while we have customers.” said a warm but stern voice from behind a door to what you assumed was the kitchen.

“But mooooom, Trey is here! And he was holding hands with someone!”

Trey kept on chuckling, opening the door to greet the people inside.

“Hi, mom. Hi, Hattie. Do you need some help?”

Both Hattie and his mom turned to him, bright smiles on their faces.

Hattie threw herself at her brother, giving him (at least trying to) a crushing hug.

Mrs Clover wiped her hands on her apron, giving her son a quick hug before turning to you.

“It’s very nice to meet you. You must be __, right? Trey has told us a lot about you.”

Heat crept up to your cheeks, and you mentally blamed it on the oven.

“Trey, you should have told us you were bringing your special friend over. We would have made time for them!”

She lightly scolded her son, but it was obvious she wasn’t actually mad, smearing some flour on his nose as a punishment.

“I didn’t want to disturb you too much. I know this time of the year is rather busy, so we aren’t staying for long.”

That got him a pair of saddened faces, both his sisters and mothers face dropping like melted chocolate.

“Oh…”

They didn't protest or object, but their sad faces made you feel like you had just committed a horrible act, akin to kicking a puppy.

You exchanged a look with Trey, who merely sighed.

“Maybe we can stay a little longer? If that is okay with you, of course.” you asked tentatively.

Their faces perked right up, and Hattie started dragging her brother out of the kitchen, saying how she had “the best spot for love-birds!”

Mrs Clover smiled maternally, wiping her hands on her apron even though they were already clean.

“Thank you for coming,__. Our Trey has been so happy lately, we thought you might even steal him away from us!” she chuckled at her own joke, moving forward to hold your hands in her calloused ones.

“I hope you enjoy our sweets.”

Smiling back at her, you answered.

“I already do.”

Mrs Ashengrotto

Mrs Ashengrotto is a plump and beautiful woman, exuding confidence and charm everywhere she goes, always the perfect picture of composure.

Her son respects her, even modeling himself in part to her image, but even so he seemed to be quite apprehensive of you meeting her.

She had been the one to request to meet you, curious about the one that had captured her son's heart.

Initially Azul had tried to expertly change topics, discouraging such a meeting, but his mother was not one to be outsmarted, and kept insisting.

Eventually he relented to a meeting at the Mostro lounge, but Mrs Ahengrotto insisted on a meeting in “neutral ground.”

And that’s how you ended up in a quaint hole in a wall near NRC, sitting side by side with your boyfriend.

Azul didn’t explicitly say it, always keeping his composure and a suave smile, but you could see it in his eyes, apprehension building up. He was truly out of his depth.

Mrs Ashengrotto waltzed to your table as soon as she got in, her presence captivating just by the way she walked and smiled.

She wore confidence and charm like one wears a precious piece of real jewelry, flaunting with taste and not an inch of malice.

She sat across from you, and gave you both a delicate smile.

It was nearly identical to Azul’s business smile, but while his felt too perfect to be sincere, hers felt genuine, and if it weren’t for your nerves gnawing at your stomach, you would be sure to have fallen for her charms immediately.

“Good afternoon. I hope you didn’t have to wait long for me. The traffic in the mirror was rather cumbersome today.”

“Not at all, mother. Waiting for you is never a strenuous activity.”

They gave each other their trademark polite smile, one you weren’t keen enough to understand if it was mere practice or a natural born talent, at least to the woman in front of you.

She turned to you, her smile just as bright.

“And who might you be?”

“Good afternoon, Mrs Ashengrotto. I’m your son's significant other. It is a pleasure to meet you.”

You gave your best attempt at a polite speech, having practiced it beforehand, but it sounded stiff and soulless.

Mrs Ashengrotto didn’t seem to mind, a knowing glint in her eye.

Azul gave your thigh a quick squeeze under the table.

Eventually the server came to get your orders and the meal went on without a hitch.

Azul’s mother was a skilled conversationalist, there never seemingly being a stop in interesting conversation topics.

By the end of the meal, you were completely relaxed, as if you had known this woman your whole life.

When it came time to pay for the meal, she pulled out her wallet.

“Do not worry, mother. I will pay.”

“Oh dear, I was the one that invited you both. It would be inconsiderate of me to not pay.”

Their eyes locked, a battle of minds, until the mother eventually bowed to her son.

“My, you have grown so much, Zuzu. I’m so proud of your initiative.”

Azul’s face turned a light shade of pink, immediately getting up.

“Then I shall go get the bill.”

Alone with his mother at the table, she watched her son walk away before returning to you.

“My dear, it has been a pleasure meeting you. Please take care of my son. He can be rather excessive with his work, and I'd like for him to enjoy his youth.”

You smiled at her.

“Of course. I won’t let him be swept away by the current.”

She smiled at your use of a Coral Sea expression.

“I apologize if my return brought an end to an enjoyable conversation.” said Azul, returning with fast steps, but not quick enough to be improper.

“It was a delightful conversation indeed. But we have more pressing matters.”

She gave you a conspiratory look.

“Such as, when will you visit our restaurant in the coral sea? I’d say someone with a refined palate as yours would much prefer our establishment over this one .”

You smiled at her, Azul’s eyes widening at your words.

“I’d love it if Zuzu took me there.”

[kustas]

dagda and olruggio for the aak game!

My first impression

Dagda: I actually don't remember! I don't think I paid much attention to him at first. He's very much an npc with little personality in the first chapters he appears in

Olruggio: hello handsome followed by woah. Here comes a true hater

My impression now

Dagda: very underrated character, I really like him but I'm not sure if at this point it's the character or my interpretation of him I like most! I used to have a lot of headcanons about his past who all got disproven by the story but I still think a lot about what he'd have been up to before plot beats, and what he's like as a person.

Olruggio: I'm fond of him! Goofy and endearing, really good foil to Qifrey, and nice with the girls....:) he's also a very relatable character to me, in many ways! And his design goes extremely hard

Favorite thing about that character

Dagda: how he views his relationship with his son. It's tragic but loving at once, that he sees him as his biggest triumph and the only worthwhile thing he's done in his life. If only you knew how highly your little guy thinks of you...

Olruggio: as mentioned before I share a lot of his personality traits and it's relaxing to me to see him portrayed as sympathetic for it. I also really like his place in the story, as someone with good contacts in witch society and legal obligations, his position as the Eye brings both tension to the story and real nice hints of world building elements

Least favorite thing

Dagda: hard to tell because he doesn't have a lot of screentime tbh. I wish he did not get murked because it feels distasteful to give Custas this much trouble when he's already struggling enough. But that's not really about Dagda isn't it

Olruggio: how he's reduced to blushy tsundere for fandom tropes' sake. He is those things but he is more than that

Favorite line/scene

Dagda: Either the monologue where he talks about Cus being the only good deed he's done, or the short flashback where he's spared by the musicians after accepting they were going to kill him

Olruggio: I struggled to pick, but I'm gonna say, the moment he finds the disabled kid in the street. It's such a good scene in terms of drama and in relation to the wider themes of the series

Favorite interaction that character has with another

Dagda: When he replies to his boy begging him to abandon him with a silent hug and wet puppy eyes

Olruggio: Previously mentioned scene with the lil kid, how he snaps at Agott during the river rescue mission, his tense little staircase moment with Utowin

A character that I wish that character would interact with more

Dagda: of the ones he's interacted with previously : Lulucy, Olruggio, Coco. His interactions with adult witches are interesting because of the balance of power. I could write an essay about his relationship with Lulucy just based on that alone! With Oru, it's because I believe they have a lot in common and could actually get along well. With Coco, I find endearing how gentle it is to her, and given she mostly knows him as a father and her own dad died when she was very young, it might be cool to see how that goes.

Of the ones he has not interacted with previously, I am begging mentally for him to spend a significant amount of time with one of the Wise Three, the king, or both - to contrast between the leaders of their respective societies, and a guy who is the lowest of the low in said societies. Also I really want a world where he hangs out with the atelier girlies and they get to bother him

Olruggio: of the characters he's interacted with: all the girlies...especially Riche and Agott. He's less...overtly affectionate? Than Qifrey, more frank and snappy but it feels like they like him for that. Dagda as previously mentioned. Beldaruit bc their interactions were rly funny lol

Of the characters he's not interacted with yet: Lagler, because they're both witches who work with unknowings with strong moral compasses. Ininia, because I want to see him react to a kid who's unapologetically in his opposing faction. Atwert, because given that guy's current situation and his own empathy it would bring up lots of interesting elements I feel

Another character from another fandom that reminds me of that character

Dagda: they have nothing in common personality wise but lots of contextual parallels with a character I adored as a kid, Dustfingers

Olruggio: as previously established, Me from Real Life (jk. I couldn't find a good one for him)

A headcanon about that character

Dagda: I think he's a very meek and submissive man who's seen a lot of shit but has never tried to fight against it properly. Haven't decided yet if it's because he's a pessimist or just doesn't care. Also I think he's not very clever

Olruggio: That one's basically confirmed but I like to imagine he gets wooed a lot even by unknowings, and absolutely hates it LOL

A song that reminds of that character

Dagda: Corvus Corax - La i Mbealtaine. It's my voice claim for him, and given he's named after a Celtic god and he's a minstrel, a gaelic song made from a medieval poem feels fitting

Olruggio: can't think of one ;_;

An unpopular opinion about that character

Dagda: nobody ever talks about this bloke lol there are no popular opinions. I'm the only one. Hello. Hi

Olruggio: I'm not denying there's something kinda gay in the air in that Atelier but the fandom's accepted romantic pairing of him and Qifrey feels completely OOC. It would not be a nice sweet relationship, Qifrey is a sneaky elusive man with deep rooted trust issues and Oru strongly corrects him. I think they have deep affection for each other that manifests in commitment and boundaries but that their actual communication is entraves by both their personalities and that in their current state at least they would never enter a traditional relationship

Favorite picture

Dagda: this panel bc it's closets to how I draw him/imagine his face! He's got some cute panels too tho

Olruggio: yes it's not in the manga but man. Unmatched swag and the details are so sweet. U know crumbs fly off when he sits up. I could NOT find the full pic but you need to know he's wearing fuckass flipflops with this fit

[noa-nightingale]

BACKFLIPS AND KICKS DOWN THE DOOR. HELLO. I've brought art of the oars and I'm gonna GSOQBSOSBAOABSJSB

I'm gonna introduce these in batches because they can be categorized and that's fun anyways first up THEM!! Just them, nothing less nothing more. The Sword is calling the Oar "anata" because it's a Japanese endearing term used to refer to spouses :}}

Next up I experimented with making them humanoid rather than going full humanization. The Oar's outfit is based on Edo-period Fishermen and the Sword's outfit is based loosely on Edo-period swordsmen (not samurai 'cause i. i'm not strong enough for that kind of detail) (ft. Policarpa's Spool because. I love her. Not much else.)

And finally, we got them as human! Mainly as a fun exercize for me. I'm not sure what the Oar's name would be as a human (I'm trying so hard to not just name him "Oru"), but I'm definitely naming Human!Sword "Ken" 'cause not only does it look like a normal name, Ken is the romaji for the Japanese word for "sword"! Ehe. I'm so smart. Also, the bottom drawings on the 4th photo are them in a mordern setting! Aka what they would look like after the Professoe yeeted them into the present (not finalized designs though)

I'd talk more about my personal headcanons for them, but I'll only do so if you allow me. I don't wanna overwhelm you with too much 😭🙏🏽 Thank you for letting me share my art though!! :]]

A note from my friend Elliot who has never watched Puppet History but has listened to my ramblings about it and about these two 'cause OAHDOWBDOWNWOSNQK

Arghgfhgr that art style is so cute, and I love the humanoid oars! They are so... don't know how to describe it but I LOVE that they are not completely oars but also not completely human. That is amazing.

Thank you so much for sending this to me, I could look at it forever!!! :D <3

[merchantarthurn]

Hello friend it has come to my attention the latest manga chap of WHA has Lil' Oru backstory and Lil' Oru adorable child self and I havent seen you commenting on it at all! Have I missed it. I read it and immediately thought 'My Tumblr friend whom I follow will be so excited'

yes!! ive been in bg3 hyperfixation hell so i've not been talking much about WHA in public lately but i was so excited when little utowin appeared, because i remembered he'd lived in the same town growing up and then [gestures]!!

some things which knit nicely into some interim headcanons for What Happened are that he was so young he'd not even passed the first test yet (it's neat to get a little look into more witches studying before they can pick a master - it seems like he was getting praised by a parent in one of the panels if their belt was anything to go by. not being comforted by them though.... :| i don't like either of the potential options for that). it really is Odd that he was out helping with witch duties before that, i presume they weren't the type that'd have you casting in front of non-witches. from what utowin said, witches seem in both high quantity and demand in the North for survival purposes... a part of me is curious on the side about how that's impacted the survival skills of the general populace, or if there's some changed by ancient magic level of Winterness happening up there. i saw that oddly shaped rock formation, shirahama!!

him being so young, seeing many die (the witches only mentioned adult witches dying, but i have a feeling there were also non-witch casualties given the previous flashback dream. i wonder who the two people he managed to save were?) it kills me ;;

it also has me turning his Being Mean To Agott moments over again - i'd already presumed his harshness was because he was connecting his own 'top student -> tragedy' pipeline but there's something about the happiness and praise he was receiving that makes that all the more sour (a lot of agott's more pushy moments seem born of insecurity rather than expectation). plus the river... it's interesting to me that he's the one who insisted in taking her along... and qifrey's reaction.... oh this contextttt to that moment makes qifrey's personal dread of it all the more layered.

it makes me wonder if olruggio was... kind of expecting there to be tragedy that'd snap agott out of her behaviour which... olruggio that's not okay, buddy--

[chiefatticcreator]

Rieri and Naomi finally escaped from the sick man and his Crew holding them captive and brainwashed them into Sex Slaves... now they can finally recover and become their true selves again... hungry for Shota Cock with one already close to them to seduce and enjoy

Rieri and Naomi were tired. They had managed to escape, slipping through their bonds after breaking through their brainwashing. a process that had left the two utterly exhausted and spent, but now, after months of sufferign, of slavery, of sexual servitued, the two were finally free.

Free to recover, free to live their lives again, to not have to worry about their 'master', about pleasing them. The two could do whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted, however they felt like it. There were many things the two busty babes wanted to do now that they had escaped their tormentors, but the one thing that was on their mind above all...

... was finding a hung Shota to have fun with. Now that they didn't have to take care of old men, ugly pigs and the crews, they could return to their true passion, which was to find a cute boy, seduce him, and give him the night of his life.

And, luckily for the two women, they could see a young boy in the street a few meters in front of them. Smiling, Rieri was the first one to approach him.

Her green eyes parklign with lust, her purple hair framign her face as she nelt in front of the boy.

"Hello, sweetie~ Me and my friend here would really like some company for a while, would you be so kind as to have a drink with us?~"

"We'll get you some cocoa while us old ladies have oru drinks." Naomi added, smirking.

Intimidated by the two women, and feeling something inside him tingle as he looked at their bodies, the boy nodded.

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plap plap plap plap plap

The sound of a shota's hips slamming against her own was the most wonderful sound Rieri havd ever heard in her life, and it was made even sweeter by the months of horrible servitude she had just goen through. She was riding him with wantong lust, moaning lewdly as her breasts bounced. Her face forming a pure ahegao as she cried out, feelign the boy's dick as deep inside her as it could go, the young boy grunting in pleasure as well.

He had already cum a few times inside her, but her experienced, shota-draining pussy had made him hard again in seconds and it was about to be the sixth load she'd recieve inside her.

Right next to her, already full of his cum, Naomi had opened her white bliuse, and was pressign her breasts against the boy's mouth, letting him suck on her breasts as she hummed in contentment.

They had missed this.

[dogmomwrites]

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“The name’s Kiormo,” Kiormo said before Orus could ask. “I’m just here visiting.”

“Visiting? No one visits us out here.” Johnny Splash paused to catch a wandering fly for a quick snack. “Except the rat, that is. He’s weird. Maybe you’re weird.”

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[daisysevagelion]

introduction!!

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our simply plural is STENDZ_SYS

[fortunetellersdilettante]

hello, world, neengal catpeers endru nambugiren naan ilaignanaaga irunthaal ennai mannithuvidungal muraikku maaraaga pesiyadharkaaga naan kaanamal pona oruvar irukirar avargal irukka mudiyum endru naan ninaikiren ennil sirantha paadhi avargal thavaraana idathil irukkiraargal athai sari seiya muyarchi aanaal naan nyayappaduththuvadhil sorvadaigiren aagave naan ungalukku solgiren veettukku vaa, veetukku vaa "naan unakkaaga kaathirunthen ivvalavu kaalamaaga, ithanai kaalamaaga ippodhu mayaigalukku idaiye oru bore nadakirathu aanaal naan paarppathellaam unnaiyum ennaiyum thaan unakkaana porattam enakku therinjathellam adhanaala veetukku vaa oh naan azhagil tholaindhu pogiren naan paarkkum ellaavatrilum ulagam paadhi mosamillai avargal adhai vannam theettuvadhu pole ella magangalum, ella magalgalum endraal adhai ulle edukka nindren sari, veruppu thaniyum endru nambugiren kaadhal aarambikkalaam idhu ippodhu thodangalaam, am sari, oruvelai naan saththamaaga kanavu kaangiren sari, athuvarai veettukku vaa, veetukku vaa "naan unakkaaga kaathirunthen ivvalavu kaalamaaga, ithanai kaalamaaga ippodhu mayaigalukku idaiye oru bore nadakirathu aanaal naan paarppathellaam unnaiyum ennaiyum thaan unakkaana porattam naan ithuvarai arinthathellaam athanaal vaarungal hhello, world, நீங்கள் கேட்பீர்கள் என்று நம்புகிறேன் நான் இளைஞனாக இருந்தால் என்னை மன்னித்துவிடுங்கள் முறைக்கு மாறாக பேசியதற்காக நான் காணாமல் போன ஒருவர் இருக்கிறார் அவர்கள் இருக்க முடியும் என்று நான் நினைக்கிறேன் என்னில் சிறந்த பாதி அவர்கள் தவறான இடத்தில் இருக்கிறார்கள் அதை சரி செய்ய முயற்சி ஆனால் நான் நியாயப்படுத்துவதில் சோர்வடைகிறேன் ஆகவே நான் உங்களுக்குச் சொல்கிறேன் வீட்டுக்கு வா, வீட்டுக்கு வா "நான் உனக்காக காத்திருந்தேன் இவ்வளவு காலமாக, இத்தனை காலமாக இப்போது மாயைகளுக்கு இடையே ஒரு போர் நடக்கிறது ஆனால் நான் பார்ப்பதெல்லாம் உன்னையும் என்னையும் தான் உனக்கான போராட்டம் எனக்குத் தெரிஞ்சதெல்லாம் அதனால வீட்டுக்கு வா ஓ நான் அழகில் தொலைந்து போகிறேன் நான் பார்க்கும் எல்லாவற்றிலும் உலகம் பாதி மோசமில்லை அவர்கள் அதை வண்ணம் தீட்டுவது போல் எல்லா மகன்களும், எல்லா மகள்களும் என்றால் அதை உள்ளே எடுக்க நின்றேன் சரி, வெறுப்பு தணியும் என்று நம்புகிறேன் காதல் ஆரம்பிக்கலாம் இது இப்போது தொடங்கலாம், ஆம் சரி, ஒருவேளை நான் சத்தமாக கனவு காண்கிறேன் சரி, அதுவரை வீட்டுக்கு வா, வீட்டுக்கு வா "நான் உனக்காக காத்திருந்தேன் இவ்வளவு காலமாக, இத்தனை காலமாக இப்போது மாயைகளுக்கு இடையே ஒரு போர் நடக்கிறது ஆனால் நான் பார்ப்பதெல்லாம் உன்னையும் என்னையும் தான் உனக்கான போராட்டம் நான் இதுவரை அறிந்ததெல்லாம் அதனால் வாருங்கள் எச்

Ia ora na, te ao nei Te ti'aturi nei au e, te faaroo mai nei oe A faaore mai i ta'u hapa mai te mea e, e mea apî au No te mea ho'i e, aita e hopearaa to te mau mea atoa Te vai ra te hoê taata ta'u i mo'e Te mana'o nei au e, e nehenehe ta ratou e riro mai Te afaraa maitai a'e o ta'u Tei te vahi tano ore ratou Tryin' no te faaafaro i te reira Tera râ, ua rohirohi roa vau i te imiraa i te otoheraa No reira te parau atu nei au ia outou A ho'i mai i te fare, a ho'i mai i te fare 'Cause Ua tia'i au ia oe E mea maoro i teie nei, e mea maoro i teie nei E i teie nei, te tupu nei te hoê tama'i i rotopu i te mau taata maamaa Tera râ, te mea noa ta'u e ite ra, o outou ïa e o vau nei E te aroraa no outou o te mau mea ana'e ïa ta'u i ite No reira, a ho'i mai i te fare Ooh Ua mo'e au i roto i te nehenehe I roto i te mau mea atoa ta'u e ite E ere te ao nei i te mea ino roa A peni ai ratou i te reira Mai te mea e, te mau tamaiti atoa, te mau tamahine atoa ïa Tape'ahia no te rave i te reira Inaha, te iti noa ' tura te riri E e nehenehe te here e haamata E nehenehe te reira e haamata i teie nei, e Peneia'e te moemoeâ noa ra vau ma te reo puai E tae roa mai i taua taime ra A ho'i mai i te fare, a ho'i mai i te fare 'Cause Ua tia'i au ia oe E mea maoro i teie nei, e mea maoro i teie nei E i teie nei, te tupu nei te hoê tama'i i rotopu i te mau taata maamaa Tera râ, te mea noa ta'u e ite ra, o outou ïa e o vau nei E te aroraa no outou o te mau mea ana'e ïa ta'u i ite, aita â vau i ite a'enei No reira a haere mai

Tja, hallå, världen Hoppas du lyssnar Förlåt mig om jag är ung För att ha talat i fel ordning Det är någon jag har saknat Jag tror att de skulle kunna vara det Den bättre halvan av mig De är på fel plats Försöker göra det rätt Men jag är trött på att rättfärdiga Så jag säger till er Kom hem, kom hem För jag har väntat på dig Så länge, så länge Och just nu är det ett krig mellan fåfängligheterna Men allt jag ser är du och jag Och kampen för dig är allt jag någonsin känt Så kom hem Oj Jag går vilse i skönheten Av allt jag ser Världen är inte hälften så dålig Som de målar det att vara Om alla sönerna, alla döttrarna Stannade för att ta in det Nåväl, förhoppningsvis lägger sig hatet Och kärleken kan börja Det kanske börjar nu, ja Tja, jag kanske bara drömmer högt Nåväl, tills dess Kom hem, kom hem För jag har väntat på dig Så länge, så länge Och just nu är det ett krig mellan fåfängligheterna Men allt jag ser är dig och jag Och kampen för dig är allt jag någonsin känt, någonsin känt Så kom h

Naam, hello, ulimwengu Hope ya heard Nisamehe kama mimi ni kijana Kwa kusema nje ya zamu Kuna mtu nimepotea Nadhani wanaweza kuwa Nusu bora ya mimi Wapo kwenye wrong place Jaribu kufanya hivyo kwa haki Lakini nimechoka kuhalalisha Kwa hiyo nawaambia Njoo nyumbani, njoo nyumbani "Kwa sababu nimekuwa nikikusubiri Kwa muda mrefu, kwa muda mrefu Hivi sasa kuna vita kati ya mafisadi Ila naona ni mimi na wewe Na vita kwa ajili yenu ni yote nimekuwa milele kujua Kwa hivyo rudi nyumbani Ooh Nimepotea katika uzuri Kwa kila kitu ninachokiona Dunia si nusu mbaya kama Kama wanavyo chora ili kuwa Kama wana wote, binti wote Kuacha kuchukua katika Naam, kwa matumaini, chuki inapungua Upendo unaweza kuanza Inaweza kuanza sasa, ndiyo Labda nikuulize tu mkuu Naam, mpaka wakati huo Njoo nyumbani, njoo nyumbani "Kwa sababu nimekuwa nikikusubiri Kwa muda mrefu, kwa muda mrefu Hivi sasa kuna vita kati ya mafisadi Ila naona ni mimi na wewe Na vita kwa ajili yenu ni yote nimekuwa milele kujua, milele inayojulikana Kwa hivyo njoo h

Bueno, hola, mundo Espero que estés escuchando Perdóname si soy joven Por hablar fuera de turno Hay alguien a quien he echado de menos Creo que podrían ser La mejor mitad de mí Están en el lugar equivocado Tratando de hacerlo bien Pero estoy cansado de justificar Por eso te digo Ven a casa, ven a casa Porque te he estado esperando Por tanto tiempo, por tanto tiempo Y ahora mismo hay una guerra entre las vanidades Pero todo lo que veo somos tú y yo. Y la lucha por ti es todo lo que he conocido Así que vuelve a casa Ooh Me pierdo en la belleza De todo lo que veo El mundo no es ni la mitad de malo Como lo pintan Si todos los hijos, todas las hijas Me detuve para asimilarlo Bueno, con suerte, el odio disminuye Y el amor puede comenzar Podría empezar ahora, sí Bueno, tal vez solo estoy soñando en voz alta Bueno, hasta entonces Ven a casa, ven a casa Porque te he estado esperando Por tanto tiempo, por tanto tiempo Y ahora mismo hay una guerra entre las vanidades Pero todo lo que veo somos tú y yo. Y la lucha por ti es todo lo que he conocido, siempre he conocido Así que ven h

Hagaag, Hello, dunida Rajo aad maqlayso Ii dhaaf haddii aan dhalinyar ahay Si aad u hadasho si aan kala go'ayn Waxaa jira qof aan la'aa oo aan laayay Waxaan u malaynayaa inay noqon karaan Badhkii iga mid ahaa oo ka sii wanaagsanaa Waxay ku jiraan meel qaldan Tryin 'si ay u xaq u yeelaan Laakin waan daalaa dhacay inaan xaq u dhigo waxaan idinku leeyahay Guriga ku kaalay, guriga ku soo kaalay 'Sababta aan kugu sugayay Muddo dheer, muddo dheer Haddana waxaa jira dagaal dhexmaray kuwa aan waxba tarayn Aniga iyo adiga waxa aan arkayaa waa adiga iyo aniga Oo dagaalka idiin ah waa dhan aan abid ogaaday Ee kaalay guriga Ooh Waan ku lumayaa quruxda Wax kasta oo aan arko Dunida ma aha kala bar sida xun sida ay u sawiraan in ay Wiilasha oo dhan hadday gabdhaha oo dhan Joojiyey si ay u qaadato in ay Waa hagaag, insha-allaah, nacaybku ka go'aamo Jaceylkuna waa bilaaban karaa Waxaa laga yaabaa inay hadda ku bilaabato, haa Waa hagaag, malaha waxaan ku riyoonayaa uun cod dheer Hagaag, ilaa markaas Guriga ku kaalay, guriga ku soo kaalay 'Sababta aan kugu sugayay Muddo dheer, muddo dheer Haddana waxaa jira dagaal dhexmaray kuwa aan waxba tarayn Laakiin waxaan arkaya oo dhan waa adiga iyo aniga Oo dagaalka idiin ah waa waxa dhan aan abid naqaano, weligayba waan ogaado H kaalay

No, pozdravljeni, svet Upam, da poslušate Oprosti mi, če sem mlad Za govorjenje izven vrstnega reda Obstaja nekdo, ki sem ga pogrešal Mislim, da bi lahko bili Boljša polovica mene So na napačnem mestu Poskušam to popraviti Ampak naveličan sem opravičevanja Zato vam pravim Pridite domov, vrnite se domov Ker sem te čakal Tako dolgo, tako dolgo In prav zdaj je vojna med nečimrnostmi Ampak vse, kar vidim, sva ti in jaz In boj zate je vse, kar sem kdaj poznal Zato pridite domov Ooh Izgubim se v lepoti Vsega, kar vidim Svet ni niti pol tako slab Kot ga slikajo Če so vsi sinovi, vse hčere Ustavil sem se, da bi ga vzel No, upajmo, da se sovraštvo umiri In ljubezen se lahko začne Morda se bo začelo zdaj, da No, morda samo sanjam na glas No, do takrat Pridite domov, vrnite se domov Ker sem te čakal Tako dolgo, tako dolgo In prav zdaj je vojna med nečimrnostmi Ampak vse, kar vidim, sva ti in jaz In boj zate je vse, kar sem kdaj poznal, kdaj poznal Torej, pridite h

[heatwa-ves]

the black haired guy from witch hat atelier. you seem normal about him and whatever his boyfriend/husband have going on

I AM NORMAL ABOUT HIM I AM (lying)

[lunarharp]

scribble dump or w/e... (including silly howl’s moving castle au stuff ??)

i also enjoyed writing a little traumazone fic called “under the jasmine, i” 🌷 🧙 2.9k, T, https://archiveofourown.org/works/40650129

[callsignxsparrow]

I've got you!

From this ask meme - catching my mused before they hit the ground

Everything had been fine just a moment before - by fine, he meant he was actually upright - then everything went dark for a split second. A familiar voice broke through the darkness first then as he fully came to he was very aware of arms around him. He was dazed and it took him a long moment to put two and two together before he realized who had actually caught him.

He stared up at Jack, eyes wide as his sleep-deprived mind tried to process exactly what just happened. A soft blush worked its way onto his face - luckily hidden behind his mask for the most part. His voice came out steady enough, however, though it was only a slightly confused, “Commander?”

[smallscreengifs]

[lonelyyinchicago]

desi james and his mother-tongue

“phone adikkudhu!!”

james leapt off his bed at him mum’s shout. he answered breathlessly.

“hello?”

“james.”

the voice on the other end was hushed, barely a whisper.

“i’m here, i’m right here. what’s the matter reg?”

“i-it’s” regulus’ voice caught in his throat and he shook his head in a weak attempt to prevent the tears from spilling. “sirius is gone.”

james exhaled shakily, sliding down the wall.

“i’m coming over.”

“you can’t.”

“reg, i’m coming to get you.”

regulus smiled half-heartedly, his tears salty as they reached his lips. a knock at the front door distracted james from the conversation with his boyfriend.

“it’s him - he’s . . .”

there was a short silence before regulus spoke again.

“at least he’s safe.”

“JAMES? SIRIUS IS HERE.”

james rolled his eyes at euphemia’s second shout of the evening.

a slight laugh broke free of regulus’ lips: “make sure sirius is okay for me.”

“you’ll be too, okay? i promise. i’ll see you soon, reg. really soon. i love you.”

“i love you too but don’t do anything stupid.”

the small beep signifying the end of their conversation made james’ heart ache just a little bit more. he made his way slowly downstairs to where his best friend was stood shaking on the front mat.

“your mum’s already offered me idli and dahl” sirius joked through chattering teeth. “and tea of course.”

“well what else would you expect?” james replied with a smile. “what happened this time?” james asked, leading sirius into the lounge.

“oh yeah umm the crutiatus curse mainly. i’m sorry i didn’t bring reg, james.”

“hmm? oh.” james looked up at sirius’ face properly before replying. “he’s probably okay.”

“he’s not” sirius said suddenly. “he’s not and i’ve just left him.”

sirius’ announcement took james by surprise as tears began to fall quickly from the grey eyes.

“hey, why don’t you go have a shower, and you can lie down and we’ll figure out what to do after that yeah?”

sirius sniffed, his fingernails digging so deeply into his palms small indentations had appeared.

“amma!” james called into the kitchen as soon as the water for sirius’ shower was running. “amma i’m going out.”

he ran up to his room and collected the few things he thought he’d need: broom, his quidditch jumper, wand.

euphemia and fleamont potter were waiting at the bottom of the stairs, their expressions unreadable. james stood in silence, waiting for his parents to speak. when they didn’t, he moved towards the front door. only when james’ hand was hovering just above the door handle did euphemia speak.

“oru nimisham irunga.”

james turned to face his parents slowly.

“what?”

euphemia stepped forward with such determination that james retracted his hand from the door handle.

“when will you be back?”

“soon - really soon. like, less than an hour.”

euphemia nodded, satisfied with her son’s answer. both her and fleamont stood with their heads poking out the front door as james flew off into the dark, cloudless sky.

landing on the damp street that was grimmauld place, james inhaled sharply as a nearby streetlight went out.

he quickly mounted his broom again, completing a quick lap of the house to figure out which room was his boyfriend’s. he paused breathless on the balcony, looking into a dark room.

a pale nose was visible, just sticking out from under a thick duvet. for a brief moment james forgot why he’d made the journey, content watching his boyfriend just lie so peacefully. he knocked softly on the glass, startling regulus awake.

james knocked for a second time and grinned as regulus made his way to the window, his middle finger already up. regulus undid the chain, but only opened the window a centimetre, denying james access.

“i told you not to do anything stupid” he hissed through the gap. “go home, james.”

“i’m not doing anything stupid” james retorted. “and i will if you come with me.”

“they’ll kill you.”

“not if we leave. come on, reg.”

james slipped two fingers through the gap, prising the door open just a little bit more. regulus looked down, shaking his head slightly.

“you’re an idiot and i hate you” regulus informed his boyfriend as he arranged himself on the broom behind james.

“mhmm. so you keep telling me. anyway, i brought you this in case you were cold” james said, holding out his gryffindor quidditch jumper.

regulus accepted the gift gratefully, pulling it over his dark curls and immediately drowning in the heavy, scarlet material. with his back pressed into regulus’ chest, james took off, heading for home.

regulus’ fingers slipped across james’ strong chest, gently holding his heartbeat. his head fell softly against james’ back, looking down at the small houses and empty streets.

“you okay?” james asked as regulus remained silent.

“err yeah. i think so.”

james landed on the potter’s front lawn and regulus stepped off the broom uncertainly.

“come on” james said, extending his hand. “what’s the matter?”

“i’m nervous. what if they don’t like me? what if sirius is mad when he sees me? james, i don’t want to go back but i don’t think i can stay here.”

“hey.” james approached the younger boy, who moved quickly into his outstretched arms. “no one is going to be mad, okay?”

regulus nodded and followed james in through the front door. euphemia potter instantly arrived in the hallway.

“regulus dear, can i get you anything to eat?”

james’ firm hand on his waist guided regulus forward into the kitchen. he sat at the table quietly, his pale hands cupping the mug of tea tightly. regulus looked around as james disappeared upstairs momentarily.

james opened his bedroom door to return his broom, but closed it quickly when he saw sirius’ rising and falling chest on his mattress.

james returned downstairs to find his mother and regulus in deep conversation about himself. he cleared his throat slightly as he entered the room.

“speak of the devil” euphemia muttered to regulus, who merely grinned.

“i can hear you, you know” james told her as he refilled the kettle.

“ungalukku pasikudhaa?”

euphemia smiled at her son as he shook his head, before moving across the room to the doorway.

“i’m going to bed, but if you do want anything, there’s rice in the fridge.”

“okay - thank you.”

“see you both in the morning, then.”

“i told you no one would be mad” james said as he pulled the chair opposite regulus out to sit on.

as their ankles brushed regulus looked up, a soft smile at his lips. he let out a small yawn, his nose crinkling as he did so.

“we’re sleeping down here tonight” james said, indicating the sofa. “sirius has taken over my bed.”

“okay.”

regulus watched as james pulled out blankets and additional pillows for the two of them. he arranged himself comfortably between his boyfriend’s limbs, his curls tickling under james’ chin.

he felt a small kiss being planted on the top of his head and breathed out shakily. james’ hand fell through his hair, gently twisting the curls around his fingers.

“you’re okay” james told him. “just like i said you’d be.”

“thank you for being an idiot today” regulus mumbled sleepily.

“you’re welcome.”

translations

phone adikkudhu - the phone’s ringing

amma - mum

oru nimisham irunga - wait a moment

ungalukku pasikudhaa - are you hungry

[merchantarthurn]

hello! I don't know your take on the pirates of the caribbean movies but... the exchange in at world's end where will confronts elizabeth about leaving jack to die and not telling him where she says "I couldn't. It wasn't your burden to bear." and will counters with "But I did bear it, didn't I? I just didn't know what it was." is so so orufrey and it feels important to tell you this as you seem like the ceo of them and I have no one else to tell about this

ive got hazy memories of the 3rd one but i am here for those lines being very orufrey ;;; i hope something of that flavour is present whenever the truth comes out. qifrey is keeping oru in the dark for so many layered reasons (the writing of the line just before he uses the memory spell must be so beautiful in the original japanese - both translations really blow me away but the official translations 'you have a gentle soul' rips me to shreds. 'you're such a kind person' is also gut wrenching but in a different dimension... qifrey talking about his soul being gentle really highlights that he sees it as olruggio's core, not just on the surface - given qifrey is a kind person carrying a lot of pain beneath the surface that would crumble something gentle into dust... oof. the tense of the 'forgiving' changes to - chose to forgive, not 'you'll end up forgiving'. I feel like he's referring to how much Olruggio's tone has changed between confrontations - he opens by acknowledging that he's still upset but he's trying to put that aside, which reads like forgiveness to me. part of me wonders if the "again" part in either translation is about that - "next time you find out, you'll probably forgive me for hiding it again. but that's not going to happen - this is the last time im letting this happen. oog)

...i digress on that lol because i was trying to get to the "burden" thing because... it's heavily implied that olruggio has been aware for a while that Something is wrong and is still aware. he didn't even fully forget they were having an important conversation in chapter 40. we see his 'watch and wait' approach as early as chapter 18 - their multilayered conversation about richeh and scalewolves with olruggio telling qifrey to look after himself (as an "example to his students" but also giving qifrey a tool so that he's helping him... oooffofoghdofgh) it's all very indirect, as is their similar conversation in chapter 59 which is far more obvious from an analysis point of view sdlfjg they're talking about Coco, but it's very clear that both of them know that Olruggio is trying to poke qifrey about something and qifrey responds in a way that is pretty starkly about himself and not coco... and then olruggio looks fucking pained.

cos of course! that's his best friend - he's gonna realise he's hiding something, it's going to tear him up that he's either 1) not trusted, regardless of what qifrey insists or 2) qifrey is closing himself to protect people which is even worse because that means he's suffering alone and possibly in danger. back when beldaruit mentions qifrey's old chasing of the brimhats was an obsession i'd believe that... it's probably very painful for his loved ones to think of him slipping back into that... so.. oof.

qifrey is keeping things to himself for noble reasons, i don't doubt that, he seems to determined to leave as much of his lovely life unscathed by this tragedy that when olruggio asked him to "be the professor they know" he probably thought "oh ive been trying". but in doing so he's not giving people the time to prepare. or support him! i mean shit if there's no way out and he's doing it alone, they could still help him when he's in physical pain... mutual emotional closure... he's so angry (rightfully) about the life being taken from him but i'm not sure he's noticed how much living in secret is distancing him from the little he's got left. ARGH. im emotional about Him

(the ceo of them sdljfg i feel like i'm at best a middle manager but that's also very flattering than k you)