Orter Mádl Masterlist
Unconditional Devotion (might have to rewrite this)
Welcome Home
Just a Game
Midnight Embrace
Return to Dust | Angst (upcoming)
Secret Archives series | Orter x flirty!Reader
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Show & Tell
Claire Keane

Kaledo Art
taylor price
sheepfilms
trying on a metaphor

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Today's Document
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Game of Thrones Daily

Origami Around

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Acquired Stardust
hello vonnie

Product Placement

Kiana Khansmith
art blog(derogatory)

Discoholic 🪩
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Orter Mádl Masterlist
Unconditional Devotion (might have to rewrite this)
Welcome Home
Just a Game
Midnight Embrace
Return to Dust | Angst (upcoming)
Secret Archives series | Orter x flirty!Reader
📚 Studying and Flirting 📚
Orter had a singular task at hand — borrow a book from the school's library — while Alex casually accompanied him. As they stroll through the quiet aisles, they hear soft rustle of pages and murmurs of conversation.
While weaving through the rows of bookshelves, Orter spotted you sitting among a group of students. His mind had been on his task, yet the moment he saw you laughing and leaning in to help another male student, he stopped promptly, a foreign tightness forming in his chest.
"They must be studying for the end-of-semester test that is nearing." Alex remarked.
"Forget it," Orter muttered, irritation threading through his voice as he abruptly turned to leave. He would simply come back later for the book. Still, his gaze lingered on you for a moment longer before he continued on his way.
Bye ✋ Orter got me feelin’ some kind of way
‼️ Feast your eyes, Mashle fans ‼️
Credits are in images
Abyss: arayxa.xz on TikTok
I need to see a magazine cover version of Orter 😭😭
cackling
Thank you for fulfilling my humble wish 🙇♀️🙇♀️🙇♀️
I need to see a magazine cover version of Orter 😭😭
Midnight Embrace
It was fifteen minutes to midnight. The world outside was silent, but inside your home office, the rustling of papers could be heard. A lone candle cast a warm, flickering glow, illuminating the dim room as you reviewed documents for the Bureau.
As you progressed through the stack of papers, the door to your office creaked open, revealing Orter with furrowed brows.
“Why aren’t you asleep yet?” he questioned, disapproval evident in his tone.
You lifted your gaze from the documents, meeting his eyes. “Were you waiting for me? It’s not good to stay up so late - more work awaits us tomorrow," you responded, your voice tinged with concern.
“I could say the same to you. It's time for bed.”
“You know I cannot. These papers won't attend to themselves."
The situation amused you. Usually, you were the one who would reprimand him for burning the midnight oil, often staying by his side until he either finished his tasks or finally gave in to your coaxing to retire for the night. But tonight, the roles were reversed. 'How the tables have turned,' you thought, smiling to yourself.
Secret Archives series | Orter x flirty!Reader
Here contains archives of Orter's youth
Year 1
Spring 🌱 Recipe for Romance (under revision)
Summer
Autumn
Winter
Year 2
Spring
Summer ☀️ A Vacation to Remember
Autumn 📚 Studying and Flirting
Winter
Year 3
Spring
Summer
Autumn
Winter
“You… Words cannot describe how much I despise you in this moment, Orter,” you seethed, your voice laced with frustration.
“You only have yourself to blame," Orter responded calmly. "Your... incompetence isn't my doing.”
“You are the most despicable man I've ever known.”
“Charming as ever,” Orter retorted, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
You felt mentally exhausted. “I'm done. I can’t endure this any longer.”
Information about Orter from the fanbook according to a Redditor:
- According to Ryoh, Orter still sent flowers to Alex's grave anonymously every year
- According to Margarette, every time they saw Orter, he was always wearing the same clothes and eating the same thing, like he had some sort of routine going on
- Finn heard from Dot and Lance that Orter seemed to have his pure side too, similar to Rayne
- According to Rayne, Orter was apparently completely unrecognizable without his glasses, so there were times where he had a hard time finding Orter in the Bureau. Orter was also not really aware that he looked different without his glasses.
- There's also a caption mentioning that Orter has always been good at taking care of people, even if he's pretty awkward at it.
Orter's comments on other characters in his relationship chart:
Alex <--- I will never forget about you
Ryoh <--- A relationship you want to leave but is unable to
Wahlberg <--- He's getting on in age
Margarette <--- An accomplice
Wirth <--- Estranged brother
Mash <--- A presence that's hard to forgive
I love him so much dammit 😭❤️
Reddit - Dive into anything
Can’t stop thinking about Orter while reading this. Orter in another universe:
Title: Obsidian Bride
🌸 Recipe for Romance 🌸
Orter's eyes narrowed as soon as you appeared before him in the hallway of the Police Academy.
"Say no more. I'm well aware that you're ecstatic to see me. I'm delighted to see you too," you greeted him with unmatched enthusiasm.
The only response he could provide was a sigh of vexation.
Beside him stood Alex Elliot, known for his strong sense of justice and someone you had grown quite close to.
"Y/N, how do you always manage to appear around the hall at just the right time with lunch for Orter?" Alex questioned.
"If you weren't aware, teleportation magic exists."
"But that's an advanced spell... and you're a first-year."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Let me offer you some words of wisdom, Alex." You pointed a finger at his face, "For the pursuit of love, no spell is too complex."
"Did you learn that spell just to pop over to the Police Academy every day?"
"Of course. How else would I be able to travel wherever I need to? I'll have you know that I'm currently in the process of learning a healing spell as well in the event he gets injured. Look at how caring and thoughtful I am," you said, swelled with a sense of pride.
"That aside... did you also prepare lunch for me this time?" Alex asked eagerly, his mouth already watering at the thought of your cooking.
You feigned a thoughtful look. "Hmm, let's see... is your name Orter Mádl?"
"That's playing favorites!" he protested.
"I'm kidding. Here's your share as well. Knowing your appetite, I made sure to make your portion bigger," you said, handing him a generously filled lunchbox.
"If it weren't clear as day to everyone that you were pursuing Orter, I would definitely ask for your hand in marriage," he declared, half-joking.
"See how he's much more honest than you, Orter? You should take notes," you said, turning to Orter with a smug smile.
"Taking notes would suggest a level of interest that doesn't exist," he retorted, adjusting his glasses.
"Well then, let's not keep the food waiting," you said, unfazed by his blunt comment.
☀️ A Vacation to Remember ☀️
"Last year, I wanted to invite you to the beach, but you immediately shot me down without even hearing me out,” you said, pretending to wipe away imaginary tears. “You wounded me, you know. Oh, how times have changed.”
“I had better things to do than to spend my summer break with you,” Orter deadpanned, adjusting his glasses as he spoke.
“So you were just shy. I get it. Since you agreed to go this time, I'll take that as a sign we’re growing closer~”
“Do not put words into my mouth.”
You, Orter, and Alex were currently at the beach for summer break. It took a lot of convincing from both you and Alex before Orter finally agreed to be abducted to the beach.
However, while you and Alex were playing in the ocean, a certain four-eyes was seated in the shade, reading a book.
Noticing this transgression, you made your way over to him. "Why are you reading at the beach? Your habit of overreading is precisely the reason why your eyes turn into 3s when you take your glasses off,” you remarked, casting a playful glance at him.
Before Orter could respond to your cheeky remark, Alex approached with something in his hand. “I brought a slaughtermelon!"
"Why would you bring that here?" Orter asked, a trace of revulsion colored his face.
"It's times like these when you gotta smash melons, dummy!" Alex exclaimed enthusiastically.
"'Tis the season," you concurred, eyeing Orter mischievously.
"Speaking of smashing melons... Orter's pretty hard-headed. We could smash the slaughtermelon onto his head,” you suggested, half-jokingly. “I doubt he would sustain any brain damage due to that skull of his.”
Immediately following your words, you were pulled into the sand, finding yourself eye-level with Orter's feet. You had forgotten that you were currently in his natural territory.
“Did I lie, though?”
Welcome Home | Orter Mádl x Reader
Orter always found himself returning to an empty house, devoid of any warmth. He had always been indifferent to solitude; whether he had company or not made no difference to him.
But recently, things had taken a different turn.
As he opened the door to your shared home, you greeted him with a soft smile, “Welcome home, Orter.”
Being met by your loving face every day after returning from work was one of life's greatest joys. The first time he beheld such a sight, he figured he could grow accustomed to this.
Orter Mádl x Reader
The Magic Realm is currently in turmoil, plagued by a wave of chaos caused by a perpetrator who has been indiscriminately stealing magic from civilians. Orter Mádl himself fell victim to this individual, losing his magical ability during a confrontation. You, alongside the rest of the Divine Visionaries, worked tenaciously to track down the perpetrator, but progress remained frustratingly slow.
Despite the Bureau's attempts to keep the matter under wraps, news of Orter's loss of magic spread like wildfire through the town. Frustration and unrest boiled over, prompting the civilians to point fingers at the easiest target: Orter. They blamed him for failing to catch the culprit and began protesting outside the Bureau's building.
"How can a magicless person serve as a wand of the Gods?!" a protestor exclaimed. “He must be dismissed from his position as a Divine Visionary posthaste!"