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quailcovens · 25 days
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they make me SICK!!!!!!!!
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fenth-eiria · 9 months
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What if.... Virin married Isthma before retiring... (Au Scene rewrite from Chapter 6 of Bloom in the Canopies)
Isthma was occupied straightening Virin’s workspace when his ears picked up angry bickering. He poked his head out into the hall to see what it was about. He saw his partner and the future Drenchen Maudra in the middle of an heated argument, he let out a heavy sigh before yelling. “Virin! Laesid! Will you both please stop the senseless quarreling?” He amused, resulting in the important Drenchen to look at him with annoyed looks. He walked over and gently patted his spouse’s head. “There are better ways to settle this ~maybe~ Let her heal your best hunter, who actually can do his job and life correctly, and ~maybe~ Kick Orren, Gern, and Galia off the guild.” He added, stating the obvious, causing Virin to get a bit worked up.
“Like I said. Let me do my JOB!” They exclaimed, before the old Stonewood looked at him with a frown.
“Then why haven’t you yet?’ He asked, his head tilted in confusion. The Drenchen elder tried to say something, but no words could form and all that came out of their mouth was a noise.
“EHUHMMM…..” They realized that Isthma could be on to something. They added with hesitation. “I’ll consider it, after everything that has happened…It probably is my only option…Especially after how they treated you earlier this unum…” They flinched as they recalled what the three Drenchen trainees had said to him. They clenched both their fist and teeth before yelling on the top of their lungs. “ORREN, GERN, AND GALIA!! YOU ALL ARE OFF THE HUNTING GUILD!!” Before anyone could object, crying could be heard and Virin froze in realization as they remembered their little baby girl was taking a nap. “ Son of a snipp…Isthma, could you please go fetch Fuchsia? I must have accidentally startled her awake..” They requested, trying to pull themself together so they do not scare her when they receive her. The old farmer agreed as he turned around and entered the room that his daughter was in. Once he returned, little Fuchsia was squirming and crying in his arms which caused Virin to pity her. They simply smiled warmly as they scooped her into their arms and started to sing her a quiet lullaby while rocking her back to sleep.
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So I needed to state the obvious and what Virin should have done with Orren, Gern, and Galia, so I used Isthma for it.
Virin, Orren, Gern, and Galia belong to @sifanjewel
Isthma and Fuchsia belong to me
Laesid belongs to the Jim Henson Company
Again this is AN AU and IS NOT CANON to Bloom in the Canopies.
Edit: tagging @childlikegoblinqueen
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name-centrum · 8 months
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Name of the day...
Orrin ˎˊ˗
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⋆。˚ . ⋆。˚ . ⋆。˚ .
Origin: British, Irish, Celtic
Meaning: River; Green; Mountain; Pale, fair or white.
Notes: The name Orrin is a masculine name that is "an Anglicized form of the Irish/Celtic name Odhrán." (Source)
"Across many traditions, rivers symbolize journeys and the incredible force of nature. It could be a reminder of inner strength, setting your little one off into the world to carve their own path through the world." (Source)
Alternative spellings of the name are Orin, Orinn, Orryn, Oryn, Orynn, Orren, Oren, and Oran.
Other names similar to Orrin are Arrin, Arwin, and Orwin.
Nick-names: Orry, Ryn, Ry
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wehavekookies · 1 year
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New Campaign who dis 👀
((Yeah, it's witch boy Victoro yet again for me, lol, far from done with this lad, this time with a full reboot and clean(-ish) criminal record))
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nomilkinmyteaplease · 6 months
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10 little sailors
Ten little sailors were drinking wine, one coughed up some blood and then there were nine. 
Nine little sailors tried to rescue a mate, one drowned in the sea and then there were eight.
Eight little sailors talked about Heaven, one fell into a hole and then there were seven. 
Seven little sailors were cleaning candlesticks, one set himself on fire and then there were six. 
Six little sailors tried to stay alive, one ran into a knife and then there were five.
Five little sailors felt a little sore, one ingested poison and then there were four. 
Four little sailors said “What will be will be”, one walked out into nothingness and then there were three. 
Three little sailors were eating a shoe, one died of scurvy and then there were two.
Two little sailors ran to grab a gun, one charged a giant bear and then there was one.
One little sailor sat under the sun. He tried to challenge the bear…
And then there were none.
The World’s most Perilous of Corners, aka 10 little Sailors
For @theterrorbingo prompt The World’s most Perilous of Corners
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laststandx3 · 5 months
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round 2 of
*not strictly a "how do you imagine you'd die" question. Can be also read as "how do you wish to die". Just know that in this 1845 expedition you WILL die, so choose wisely.
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strangebiology · 9 months
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TW ANIMAL AND HUMAN DEATH INCLUDING SUICIDE AND SUSPECTED FOUL PLAY
Normally a pile of bones isn’t necessarily cause for alarm, and it isn’t here either, per se. Just because the authorities already know as much as I do and there isn’t anyone alive to investigate.
The former owner of this property was this man. I can’t find anything newer about this case, just rumors. It’s very rural and there isn’t a lot of coverage here anyway.
The rumor was Petry killed the horses to feed his bobcats and coyotes. His Facebook still shows he was breeding bobcats for pets. The new owner said there were dead bobcats and coyotes in the cages I saw destroyed in his yard.
Maybe the horses lived full lives and went to his property to be made use of for their meat. Maybe nothing really wrong happened with the horses. It’s just that Petry had a bit of a scary reputation and his ending doesn’t inspire confidence that he was compassionate.
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ghostsessioned · 2 months
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relationship chart for my wife ( @domibomz ) and i's splatoon ocs
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Still thinking about Collins and his relationship with identity and responsibility.
Like, it's so SO important to him right from the start.
That's not just any faceless seamen down in the water.
BILLY ORREN. THAT'S WHO IT IS.
A real human being. That's who it is.
A real human being whose safety I was responsible for and who I have now, through no fault of my own, failed in my duty towards. THAT'S WHO IT IS.
I think it comes out later in his conversation with Goodsir a bit too.
My nose and my stomach, they don't know horrible from supper... BUT I DO. I DO!
I'm still a real human being. That's who I am.
A real human being who knows right from wrong and is trying so very hard to do the former. That's who I am.
A real human being who is not only clinging white-knuckled to his sanity but to his humanity too. THAT'S WHO I AM.
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and not one atom of happiness
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is destined to spin eternally.
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quailcovens · 11 months
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a couple of oc pride doodles!! 💗💗
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fenth-eiria · 9 months
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Virin sat at their desk as they listened patiently to their trainees complain.
“But Elder! We tried to catch the Nebrie! But then this f~~~” The young trainees were cut off by the Drenchen Elder smashing a nearby stool, but they also had a young Vapran girl in a sling wrapped around their chest. They were very angry as to the excuses they were given by the three trainees.
“I’ve heard quite enough!” They yelled, while the baby in the sling was unbothered by the commotion. They added to their statement. “Unless you lot want to work in the pens, then keep it up with the complaints!” Gern got fiery mad and retorted.
“BUT WHY DOES THAT STONEWOOD FARMER THINK HE CAN CORRECT ME?!” He screamed with venom, pointed to the old stonewood who was sitting at a small table next to Virin’s desk. The old Drench elder just sighed as they pinched the bridge of their nose and muttered to themselves.
“Why me?” They mumbled before turning to their trainees and revealed. “Because that Stonewood…is…my husband.” They paused, waiting for the yelling and insults, but there was complete silence until Isthma decided to say something.
“Shocking? Maybe you youngsters should learn kindness along with respect,because by then you all won’t have to go to the pens.” He stated wisely, which caused the young group some shock. Fuschia on the other hand started whining out of hunger so Virin sat down and pulled out their daughter’s porridge from their desk drawer. As they started to spoon feed her, they looked at their trainees with a serious, straight face.
“Well? Don’t just stand there! Go get working in the pens!” They commanded as the three young Drenchen raced to go do as told. After the group had left, Virin sighed as Isthma stared at them lovingly. “Isthma.. I appreciate you trying to help, but let me correct them. Alright?” They said to their husband, who just nodded in agreement. They then thought to themselves as they gave their daughter a spoon of porridge. ‘This is going to be an eventful hunting season.’
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So I thought to myself what would have happen if Virin married Isthma before retiring. Hence this. Consider this an au and not canon to Bloom in the Canopies.
Virin, Gern, Orren, and Galia belongs to @sifanjewel
Isthma belongs to me
and Fuchsia is the little Vapran girl they both adopted.
Edit: tagging @childlikegoblinqueen
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politicaldilfs · 1 month
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Illinois Governor DILFs
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Jim Edgar, Otto Kerner Jr., James R. Thompson, George Ryan, Louis Lincoln Emmerson, William Ryan, Samuel Shapiro, Len Small, Rod Blagojevich, Dwight H. Green, J.B. Pritzker, Henry Horner, Adlai Stevenson II, Richard B. Ogilvie, Pat Quinn, Bruce Rauner, Dan Walker, Frank Orren Lowden
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meduseld · 9 months
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Speaking of obsessing over a character so minor he was played by a stuntman to facilitate his near immediate on-screen death, to function as the symbolic herald of doom even more so that David Young, I’ve built up a Billy Orren in my head who is essentially “Hickey, but in the opposite direction”.
Or that is to say, older than the other ABs and very experienced, Billy is, like Hickey, actively hiding being gay and having a not so savory lower-class origin story and running off to sea to avoid it as well as deliberately ingratiating himself with command. The difference being, Billy’s no con-artist or proto-deserter. He’s truly good at his job and likes being at sea (and surrounded by men natch) as well as setting himself up as pointman between command and the ABs. He’s been here before, he knows it’s best. And unlike “everyone thinks he’s a freak even his friends”, everybody genuinely likes Billy. He’s extremely solid, reliable, a “brick to us boys”, dependable and easy to go to. Gets along with everyone, by design but without malice. 
Henry Collins is a mistake. Not at the start, he knows to get in good with the Second Master and quickly becomes his right hand man and that’s great that’s the damn plan, to have Collins think of him first, rely on him. But he doesn’t bank on liking Collins. Generally “not overly incompetent or too dickish” is the best you can hope for. But Collins. It’s just so easy to talk to him, to say things he didn’t plan on, to actually talk about himself when Billy’s usual trick is to get the others talking and nod along. Seem like you had a great convo, but reveal nothing and cultivate good feeling but no real connection with others. The thing is something between him and Collins’ clicks, and Collins actually listens and Billy, for once, dwells on the social barriers between them when he’s usually an accept and adapt sort of guy. He wants to be close to Collins, for real this time, and Collins seems to be into him back. Collins trusts him. And sends him up to teach a kid some becket bends and Billy never comes back. 
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necromcom · 2 years
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ID: screenshots of characters from AMC's The Terror with text posts pasted over them.
1) Edward Little with a post by katebushdressedasabat that says "any one else in here a man of constant sorrow" 2) John and Jane Franklin with Jacko, with a post by oniongarlic that says "his wife has filled his house with chimps" 3) Thomas Jopson with a post by jsuh that says "we jumped, we popped, and oh boy (nostalgic chuckle) did we jop" 4) Billy Orren's body floating under the surface of the water with a text post by memorycycle that says "octopus 2022 wrapped / this year you disguised yourself as: coral 10023 times / ocean floor 8064 times / coconut shell 244 times / various fish 196 times / scuba divers long lost wife 12 times" 5) Henry Collins in the sickbay with a text post by moveslikekeithrichards that says "when i was a kid my Getting To Sleep technique was visualizing a child-sized shriveled up mummy with big piercing eyes that would stand silhouetted in the doorway & stare at me & probably attack if i so much as opened my eyes after getting into bed & this technique caused me to develop a lifelong nighttime-induced paranoia & it still takes me 2 hours to fall asleep. so i wouldnt recommend that"
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doing my own october challenge where instead of drawing literally anything i make text post memes only with posts found that day on my dashboard or on my main from before the month started. here's day 1-5
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oughtnots · 2 years
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terrortober day 2 - seaman
poor poor guy
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