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Honestly I don’t think seeing the canon feelings for arkco or orufrey is looking at the text with shipping goggles on like especially in later chapters arkco and orufrey are so obviously written into the text I can’t imagine another possible reading of it.
And this is coming from someone who read dungeon meshi with farcille shipping goggles on and left the manga thinking that Kui didn’t intend for farcille to be implied and that most of the fandom shipping was just fandom shipping (still love farcille though).
Like… arkco and orufrey are blatantly in the text.
I don’t understand this new wave of “orufrey are just brothers stop trying to make every male friendship romantic” like girl I’m not the one making it romantic thats Shirahama! I’m just here with the manga and a bachelors degree
Proof below (manga panels)
Edit: tarco and euini/richeh are also blatantly written into the text but nobody is gonna try to claim they aren’t because they’re straight presenting ships… I’m saying this lovingly I adore tarco and euini/richeh they’re both very cute
i'm sure other people have said this before but i love the fact that qifrey is water symbolism and olruggio is fire symbolism. normally impuslive/bright/somewhat scary one combined with level headed/somewhat grumpy one would have those switched. but it's a nice use of "water as ever-changing and potentially dangerous" and "fire as the mother of innovation and comfort"
I can't stop thinking about the fuckin spectacles yall. Olruggio and his acts of service. The intimacy in the way he holds them, delicate and careful but also competent, assessing. The proxy. The aching tenderness inherent in the action of repairing them, the worry, the feeling of helplessness, the "let me help let me help let him be okay please please" of it all, and how again and again that instinct is what leads Olly to key clues, to discovering the truth. To their continuous tragedy and doom!! He loves that man CRAZYYYYYY. HE'S SOOOOO GONEZOOOO.
No beta we die like Olly's memories. But this just... I dunno I had to write it so hopefully you don't hate it.
His lungs hurt and he could hear his heartbeat even over the pounding waves as he skidded to a stop in front of a book.
Only one.
Olly’s heart sank as he dropped to his knees and tried to be gentle with the tome despite his shaking. Why didn’t it just tell you what page you needed? He tried to balance reading and moving quickly, scanning almost as if he already knew what he was looking for. One of the pages ripped, slightly, despite his efforts to be careful. He winced but kept flipping and scanning. There had to be something.
It was all forbidden magic. Spells for teleporting a body, spells for flying without the need for Sylph shoes, spells for healing-
He stopped, reading more closely before growling in frustration and moving on. Qifrey wasn’t sick, he didn’t have a cold or anything he just needed for the tree to go away. He needed… he needed a way to make Qifrey anxious, again. Like he had been before.
Even as he flipped through pages and tried to absorb any possible solutions, Olly felt a part of him realize what he would be missing. Because whatever solution he found… Qifrey had only just started opening up more in the last year. He had starting sharing how he wanted to live outside of the Great Hall, somewhere with stars and fresh air. How he wanted to be happy, to have a home full of laughter, just like when they were both red-faced in Qifrey’s bedroom from some joke or giggling as they sprinted away from one of their Masters. Qifrey had said he wanted to be a great witch, to help the people around him like Beldaruit and Olly did.
Olly didn’t feel particularly helpful right now, frantically turning pages and hoping his pyreball was still going.
Qifrey had said he wanted to grow old. Then he had turned red, tried to hide his cheeks in the sleeves of his cloak as he tucked his face into his knees and asked if maybe Olly wanted some of those things too. As if he hadn’t already been rewriting his own future to live in the country. He could take commissions and Qifrey could use his time to just help the community and they could be happy and grow old together. They could both be happy.
And… and maybe, once Qifrey wasn't overwhelmed by the Great Hall and the witches and everything, maybe he would want some of the same things Olly did. Like holding hands and, maybe, even a kiss or two. It would be fine, if not. Olruggio just wanted Qifrey, whatever that looked like.
As long as it wasn’t what he looked like when he left him, barely awake and looking like a body slung in a tree. That was the only future Olly couldn’t live with.
So he continued to scan, flipping pages and reading as quick as he dared, trying to ignore the desperate churning in his stomach. Qifrey would be alive. He would be awake and alive. Olly would fix it.
“Please, please please,” he whispered to the empty room, “there has to be something to help him.”
To help us, he thought, as he flipped to a page with a memory erasure spell. Only, rather than the type the Knights used that would wipe every memory attached to magic this one would erase specific memories.
He couldn’t do that to Qifrey again, he had worked so hard to figure out his past. If he erased his memory of tonight, they would be right back to the start.
He was about to turn the page when he paused.
What if Olly erased his own memory.
He didn’t want that, he wanted to know what Qifrey was carrying, no matter how heavy but… but if Qifrey needed to be worried, to be upset and never give himself a moment’s break…
Making him take Olly’s memories would probably do that.
Actually, he was certain it would. Qifrey could barely handle Olly sitting in a ditch with sawbush leaves scratching at him a bit. He had been in tears over Olly facing the liongoats. The other day, Olly had dropped a big book on his foot and hopped around cursing while Qifrey panicked and shoved him into a chair and whipped his boot off to make sure he was fine. Which, obviously, he was because it was just a book and it stung but he wasn’t hurt except that Qifrey had still looked nervous and teary.
Making him do something as terrible as wipe Olly’s memory, especially after just getting his own back… it would work.
Qifrey might never forgive him, but they would both be alive.
With shaking hands he pulled his ink from his pouch and unstopped it, tears already flowing so heavily it was easy to catch a few. He would probably need Qifrey’s too, just to be safe. He didn’t want it to only take this memory.
“Please,” he whispered as he stoppered the vial and tucked it safely away.
This had to work.
He took a deep breath as he got to his feet, one breath to plaster a smile on his face and convince his friend to let him do the unthinkable so they would have a shred of a chance as the future they wanted, before he was off, sprinting back towards the silverwood and Qifrey.
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It's so interesting how Witch Hat Atelier deals with "forbidden magic" cause honestly a lot of the time the way the brimmed hats talk about it, or when you see a pointed hat character deliberating over it, it does seem like something that could be good. But then it's actually used, and you see what actual effects this would have, and it's horrifying. For all the idyllic thoughts of altruistic people or the flowery words of the brimmed hats, what you actually see of forbidden magic is a nightmare, and it's easy to understand why it's policed so heavily.
No but as Agott outgrows her shoes she always asks Coco to draw her sylph shoe seals (her one line long) because she never ever wants to not be able to chase after her as in 'let me follow you into the depths of whatever horror you're chasing' as in 'please let my hand hold yours and I let myself be dragged into whatever reckless scheme you find yourself in' as in 'please give me the means to never let you face it alone' as in 'help me help you'
This is definitely one case where you can debate if their relationship has any sexual feelings, but the romance is so fucking there its not really even subtext.
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