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@bloodycrumpets
                 ✺ BIO ✺  RULES ✺  HEADCANONS ✺ NAV ✺
Hello! This is an independent roleplay blog for Olruggio from Witch Hat Atelier. Open to crossovers and ocs as well as various roleplay formats and lengths.
Mun is in mid-twenties and uses he/him pronouns - if you’re under 18 I will probably be hesitant to interact, sorry! Please check out Olruggio’s bio and rules page and hmu!
“do you realize… i - i would have gone through life half-awake… if you’d had the decency to leave me alone?”
Whit ye need is hair o' the dog. Ye want te go fer a pint? Or a dram? -Hell he probably has a hip flask on him somewhere, which probably accounts for the fact he is nuzzling his little brother as though they're not sworn enemies on and off. Regardless of Arthur's aching head, Hugh is aching in his own way. Pressing the Englishman to his chest.. and maybe through it.. might just fill the growing black hole.- Where ye bin Artie? I've bin through... I dinnae e'en len how many fellas in the time ye've bin away. -Where even was the wagon? Hugh didn't know or care, he'd dropped off it somewhere along the way and it was completely out of sight by this point.- Or meybe ye jist need some bacon.. I ced cook ye bacon.. n'.. bread n' that.
Maybe... [A drink certainly tempting, but-- His stomach growls in the middle of his thought.] I don't actually know when I last ate. So... bacon sounds fucking lush actually.
Where've I been... [Last thing he wants to deal with right now is Hugh's big-brother-streak, walking this line is tricky.] [He accepts tripping right over it, blast this headache.] Out of it? I had to check the calendar when I woke up. I dunno.
@bloodycrumpets
“Are you lost, old man?”
coffeebleeds​:
[Alfred had completely forgotten that other such sandwiches even existed, If there wasn’t beef involved, he wasn’t interested. Unless it was bacon. Rare exception. As such Reuben was one with which he was familiar.]
This place has the best marble rye bread! They bake everything in-house, and the guys like to bake patterns into the loaves.
[Well now he’s excited - he loves a good, fresh hunk of bread.]
Oh, well, I knew I smelt quality when I walked in here - my taste is unmatched. [Sure] When’d you find this place?
@bloodycrumpets
“Are you lost, old man?”
coffeebleeds​:
My usual. Philly with mustard. [It’s not very traditional, and it gives some of his citizens a heart attack to watch, but he likes the extra tang. And it’s the closest he can get to a burger without all the extra grease.]
Filly? [Like a horse? It’s either that or cream cheese but... even he wouldn’t have that with mustard.}
[...This man is not familiar with the cheesesteak.]
Whatever floats your boat, I guess. I might get- [He picks the first thing he recognises] A reuben. Yeah, they’re usually good.
Does this man need an introduction? No he does not. A restraining order? Probably. Arthur makes him feel a certain kind of way, he's sure he has a similar affect on his little brother too. Sort of like putting your finger in jam, not entirely pleasant, sticky.. but sweet if you chose to lick it. Don't worry Hugh's not going to lick him.. but he might do him some serious physical damage in grappling him out of joy. "Yer no dead! .... Shame." That's the mouth he kisses him with.
Urgh, affection - at this time in the morning? He needs that spine for the whole day, Hugh!
"If you're trying to pop my head off, you're going the right way about it." Arthur hasn't been present enough to feel anyone's absence, but clearly he must have been under a while for Hugh of all people to be excited to see him. Oops. "Although that might end this headache."
@bloodycrumpets
“Are you lost, old man?”
coffeebleeds​:
You’re not sustained purely on rainwater and smog condensation?
Oh, I was, but then they took the lead out of petrol and I haven’t had a decent meal since. [....] So, what are you getting? [He’s quite the simple man when it comes to sandwiches, so the selection is overwhelming.]
@bloodycrumpets
“Are you lost, old man?”
And hello to you to. [His nose twitches] I’m always where I need to be. Which is where ever this is, right now.
[Alfred rolls his eyes]
And you need to be at the same deli shop I was trying to buy a sandwich from? Bullshit.
[Oh!] Sure, that means you probably rate it right? I still get hungry even at my age, you know.
                 ✺ BIO ✺  RULES ✺  HEADCANONS ✺ NAV ✺
Hello! This is an independent roleplay blog for Olruggio from Witch Hat Atelier. Open to crossovers and ocs as well as various roleplay formats and lengths.
Mun is in mid-twenties and uses he/him pronouns - if you’re under 18 I will probably be hesitant to interact, sorry! Please check out Olruggio’s bio and rules page and hmu!
@bloodycrumpets
“Are you lost, old man?”
And hello to you to. [His nose twitches] I’m always where I need to be. Which is where ever this is, right now.
Well... either I’ve been on the world’s most impressive bender, or I’ve been hibernating.
In both scenarios: I’ve got a splitting headache; I’d rather not think about it; I’m not accepting phone calls at this time.
((anyway i’ll tweak some pages n readjust eyo))
((okay! as an interim update since im at work - for me as a mun, please use nicolas or nic!))
((anyway i’ll tweak some pages n readjust eyo))
((well!!! i think i remember how i wrote this muse and i’m tempted to pick him up again, although Current Events have taken a bit of a blow to the ol’ memory - as well as, y’now, time - so i don’t remember exactly which character relations went where and a lot of info about other’s muses has slipped out :( although they’ve also probably changed!! so that’s neat. i’m not necessarily gonna try a “reset” but i might have to reintroduce this lad to your muse and he might be a little bit different))
thistlewhiskey​:
“It’s alrite, everythin’ is settled wit Jan..” After all the Dutchman had visited him almost immediately.. but in truth Hugh was keeping his distance from them both. Lilli was acting as though everything was normal - and maybe it was with Jan’s relationship to her, they were getting married soon but.. the deeper vibrations had lingered in his own relationships. “Lilli’s bein’ normal. I guess it’s jist me..” And Alfred, who even knew if the American would say yes. Hugh wouldn’t blame him if he told him to fuck right off.
“Well ye cannae go stealin’ recipes.. that’s jist rude as fuck.” Pours the boiled water into the pot to steep.
Ah, well that’s good then. I can just not ask. [Oh he is so very desperate to be nosy though, but coming back to such a good start... that’s far more worth it.]Â
Isn’t it just? Especially if it’s in that kind of circumstance. I’ll admit to stealing the woman’s recipe myself but it’s not like I’m entering a competition with it. [...] Shit I should make it for birthdays this month, how did I forget about home baking as a gift...
@bloodycrumpets I SEE U’VE FINALLY NOTICED ME SMH
ALSKDJFG I ONLY JUST CAME BAAACK WAA
i’m taking your senpai license, smh
GOOD i never should have had it in the first place lmao
