#oruhart

[hydrasplatl1ng]

[timelockedwitchgoblin]

Here's the references Im using for the Oruhart one shot story (unfinished, untitled)

Ok this is Hiehart's fancy shirt. White tunic with black tassels and gold beads. It's important to the plot that the neckline Does That.

Mostly because Olly is 3 apples tall and can't even see over Hiehart's shoulder when they dance so what else is he gonna do?

Look at him sparkle. Look at him. I want to pet him and squeeze his cheeks. LOOK AT HIS LITTLE WINK ASDFHHJKLHDJK

Ok so I need you to know when Olly just wears his long shirt to bed it's this. Don't picture pooh bear.

[ruinstt]

was just gonna draw oruhart but my friend told me to add qifrey in the cuck chair so here ig

[olruggioofthetorch]

Happy Day of the (OruFreyHart) Pact 🧙

In honor of 3.3.26, we offer for your fine dining three (yes, three!) of the steamiest OruFreyHart fics we could concoct. Take your pick; we encourage you to savor them all.

Let Them Eat Cake - @draftfive

Alaira should have known that feeding her friends a meal of commonly known aphrodisiacs would have… consequences.

HOTEL! MOTEL! HOLIDAY INN! @olruggioofthetorch / eldritchknights

Qifrey and Hiehart meet for the first time at a learning retreat for the apprentices. Weirdly… They hit it off.

Jealousy: One Hell of a Drug - S1XEY3S (no1zakkurafan)

In this one, Qifrey goes to collect Hiehart and Olruggio, who have been thrown in a holding cell after one too many margaritas. Olruggio invites Hiehart back to the atelier despite Qifrey's prickly temperament (which rapidly devolves into him becoming a very, very jealous man).

Happy reading!

Yours thrice,

draftfive, eldritchknights, and no1zakkurafan

[timelockedwitchgoblin]

Happy Birthday Hiehart!!!

Oruhart Fic Teaser

To be posted on AO3.... Uh... Soon? Give me a few more days

As Olruggio finishes his third glass of wine, the evening is winding down and people are starting to leave. Olruggio asks Hiehart to dance. Hiehart agrees enthusiasticly and Olruggio grabs his hand tightly and pulls him through the crowd. Hiehart follows with admiration and takes hold of Olruggio by pressing his other hand against the side of his belt. Olruggio gives a broad smile and puts his free hand on Hiehart's chest.

Olruggio is the much more experienced dancer of the two, and despite Hiehart's willingness to comply with Olruggio's guidance, their steps misalign, and Olruggio stumbles.

"Ah! Forgive me, Olruggio! It was not my intent!"

"It's fine. Dancin' isn't always perfect."

"I am honored for the lesson from such a talented dancer!"

Olruggio raises an eyebrow at that remark, but Hiehart's face shows only sincerity. "I told you, I'm not here to give you lessons"

Hiehart seems to be able to adjust his stride to match Olruggio's when they step to the side, but his steps forward are still longer than Olruggio's backward steps, so their bodies press against each other. Olruggio adjusts his steps so they do not move apart as they continue dancing. Now in alignment, they are able to feel and anticipate each other's movements and their dance becomes fluid.

The tranquil flicker and glow of Hiehart's sparkles now surround them both with a smoldering haze.

"Well, now," Olruggio laughs heartily at the thought of how they must look, blushing and glittering away on the dancefloor.

He smiles up at Hiehart, "our dancing isn't half bad, if I say so myself"

Hiehart can't help laughing along, "Yes! It is our chance to shine!"

Hieheart intertwines their fingers together and slides his other hand around Olruggio's back. Olruggio fidgets with a tassel hanging from Hiehart's shirt and smirks to himself when the neckline tugs open a little more to expose a deep v down Hiehart's chest.

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[ruinstt]

why is the oruhart tag so empty...

[timelockedwitchgoblin]

Golden Sunflowers

Explicit, m/m, Oruhart

"I greatly appreciate that you could accompany me here, Predis Olruggio"

"Ughhh, if you call me 'Predis' again tonight I won't stay."

Olruggio stands with a hand on his hip and furrows his brow, expecting Hiehart to challenge him. Hiehart throws his head back dramatically and grumbles

"That's unreasonable! I simply cannot help it! How can you not allow me to express my heart?"

"You're coming on way too strong!" Olruggio nearly shouts, matching Hiehart's energy and waving a hand in the air

Hiehart buries his face in his hands in exaggerated despair.

"You cannot just leave. You have business to attend to." Hiehart protests

"Try me." Olruggio's voice is gruff, but Hiehart catches the smirk twisting at the corner of his mouth.

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