MidMorningSong

two adult cockatoos look down at a baby cockatoo. the baby is hunched up with it's beak open, text over it reads 'AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA'. Text over the adult reads 'what have we done'.



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  1. Public Bookmark 44

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    Olruggio's scruffy, unpretentious allure was sometimes strong enough that, out of a sense of sheer self preservation, Qifrey would give his apologies and make himself scarce for the evening, pretending that he needed to revise his lesson plan for the week, or write to Beldaruit, or even just head to bed early.

    “Suit yourself,” Olruggio would say, his uneven grin making it all the worse.

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    /dead horny wheezing

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    Olruggio's heart stopped. It was as though the world had tilted beneath his feet, and for one dizzying moment, he forgot how to breathe.

    "You smell," Sinocia went on, her voice now so soft it was almost lost to the air between them, "like an abandoned omega."

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    Olruggio genuinely believed he stood outside Qifrey's pack, tolerated rather than claimed.

    That misunderstanding was long overdue for correction, and Qifrey intended to fix it with the girls' help.

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    Moments from the Atelier that are Olruggio or Qifrey's pov. Originally started from two pov on the same conversation but we've devolved from there.

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    26 Jul 2026

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    Something, equal parts wariness and weariness, stirs in Olruggio’s eyes whenever Qifrey makes some reference to the future — when he indirectly promises a tomorrow, a next week, an ‘after your commissions are done’. It’s the subtlest thing, a flicker, a spark; someone who knew him less well might not pick up on it. But Qifrey knows Olruggio as well as he knows himself, and he can hardly in good conscience begrudge him his flinch of cynicism. Not when it’s wholly his own fault for having put it there.

    Fool you once, shame on me. Fool you twice, still shame on me. Fool you thrice… well, if it’s any consolation whatsoever, I was fooling myself most of all.
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    The night Qifrey returns to the atelier for good after his wandering days — old promises kept, new promises made.

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    23 Jul 2026

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    fuckin' ell

  5. Public Bookmark 47

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    “I don’t care what it is,” Olruggio says, and is certain of the truth of this, just as he is certain: “I can help. Let me help. Whatever you’ve done, whatever you’re doing, I forgi-“

    Qifrey’s hand pushes over his mouth.

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    Qifrey gives Olruggio a lot of mixed signals in very short succession.

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