Meemaw Bucchi Should Meet Meemaw Felmier, Both Grandsons Are In The Same Sport Team, Imagine Both Of

Meemaw Bucchi should meet meemaw Felmier, both grandsons are in the same sport team, imagine both of them on the stadium with a shirt of them and screaming at the top of their lungs to crush the enemy team!

Oh... Oh God... OH MY GOD......

I need to draw this!!!!!!!!

All I can think about is them fighting/scolding anyone who had the AUDACY to stop them or shout louder than them.

i love azul because him and i have like the same backstory

Stolen Jackets: Floyd, Camp Vargas

Part 2 with his Dorm Jacket later on today.

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"Henchhuman, c'mon!"

Grim's shout could be heard from downstairs as Yuu dug through her closet in search of a jacket to combat the rain falling outside. Throughout her time in NRC, she had gained a number of outfits from events happening at the school and yet somehow she never managed to get any jackets. Grumbling to herself, she tugged at clothes towards the bottom of the closet and managed to grab something. Yuu pulled it free and paused, staring down at it with blinking eyes. It was a large white, green, and blue windbreaker... how did this get in here?

"What the- wait..." She turned it over as she remembered who it belonged to. "Hopefully he doesn't mind." She put it on quickly, ignoring how it swamped her, grabbed her bag and headed for the door.

She and Grim managed to enter the classroom before the bell rang. Grim hopped onto the desk and shook himself dry while Yuu rolled up her sleeves and sat down. Her hood was up and before she could pull it down, Ace sounded behind her.

"Whose jacket is that?" He leaned over his desk and tugged on the back of the hood. "It's not yours, it's too big."

"Found it. I don't have one so, I'm borrowing this one at the moment."

"Oh, if you didn't have a jacket, Yuu, I would've gladly leant you one." Deuce chimed in with a smile.

"Thank you, Deuce." She smiled back.

Ace narrowed his eyes and leaned in closer. "Is that Floyd's jacket? I remember him having this during the whole shit with Vargas' Camp."

"Eh?" Grim blinked and looked at the jacket. "Is that why it doesn't fit you?"

"You two are way too focused on a piece of clothing." Yuu huffed out.

"I agree." Came Trein's voice, catching all four of them and jerking their attention towards the teacher. "Now, if you'd be so kind as to focus on the board..."

Trein continued teaching as they apologized. The rest of the school day continued on, with no sign of Floyd.

"You haven't returned it to him?"

The last class let out as Yuu met up with Deuce and Ace.

"I haven't seen him at all. Thinking about calling Jade and asking where he is." Yuu sighed.

Ace leaned against the pillar. "He'll end up finding you. You know he always has that freaky sixth sense for his-"

"Shrimpy!"

"Speak of the eel." Yuu turned to face Floyd as he came rushing towards her with arms open and a smile on his face. "Hey Floyd."

"Yo-" He paused, mismatched eyes staring at her as he looked at what she was wearing.

"Oya, Miss Yuu." Jade came up behind Floyd. "I had no idea you said yes to Floyd's proposal."

"Huh!?"

"What proposal?"

Jade smiled, teeth visible. "Oh, he didn't tell you? Floyd wants you to be his-"

Suddenly, Floyd put him in a headlock, cutting off anything he was going to say.

"You sure are talkin' a lot, Jade." Floyd glared at him.

"I was making conversation, Floyd." The shit eating grin hadn't left Jade's face. "It would be impolite not to."

Floyd huffed and looked at Yuu before looking away. She could spot a faint blush dusting the mer eel's cheeks.

Yuu started to pull off the jacket. "Let me at least give it back."

"Keep it." He bluntly said. "Don't need it." Floyd dragged Jade away, leaving the trio of first years to watch them depart.

"That was weird."

"Yeah, it's almost like he couldn't look at you anymore, Yuu."

Yuu watched them leave with a smile on her face. Floyd looked cute all flustered like that and if wearing his jacket caused that, then she'd have to be wearing it all time.

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Floyd flopped down face first onto his bed with a groan. Jade hovered above him with his hands behind his back.

"Another day goes by without telling Miss Yuu how you truly feel. How shameful."

"Shaddup." He moved to kick his twin, who swiftly moved out of the way.

"And you froze like prey in open water when you saw her." Jade smirked.

Floyd, without looking, tossed one of his pillows at Jade, who caught it.

"As mush as I like to tease you, dear brother, perhaps it's best if you tell her how you feel before someone else comes along and snatches up your precious 'Shrimpy'."

Floyd muttered something that was muffled by the bedsheets, Jade leaned in.

"Hmm?"

"She looked really cute in my jacket. It was too big for her and all, I couldn't say anythin'."

Jade sat on the bed and patted Floyd's back. "Sadly, it's in our nature..."

"To be cowards..."

i like to think that my yuu slowly wormed his way into octatrios hearts. he works at monstro lounge as a waiter and all of them surprisingly have a good relationship.

For Azul, Yao would do his best to lighten his workload. post chapter 3, yao is very aware of his level of diligence that borders on self-destructive and WANTS to help. azul sees it and has no idea how to feel about it. like sometimes yao manages to talk down floyd from squeezing some poor customer. even if it doesn’t work most of the time, it saves azul’s from added stress. he already has enough to worry about. but he HATESSS having favors unpaid so bad and curses yao for his efficiency. i imagine yao stumbling across azul during a late night shift: basically swamped with invoices. he just quietly sits down and asks if he has authority to write off on them (“I don’t expect anything from this, you know..” “Prefect, you know I am the last person to accept that sentiment. But, thank you.”)

Floyd is. An interesting case. He enjoys bothering Yao on and off shift—effectively hunting him down in the halls AND Monstro Lounge. Thing is that Yao doesn’t seem to mind, not even the squeezes(SO LONG AS FLOYD DOESN’T BREAK BONES OR SMTH). Floyd seems entertained by Yao’s somewhat honest and straightforward nature so he sticks around. Sometimes when he is in his bad moods, he seeks out Yao and just. drapes himself on him. (“Hm? Him? He’ll be okay, what were you saying?”) The Adeuce duo is NOT happy with their little arrangement.

Jade, like Floyd, is refreshed by Yao’s personality. With a guy like Azul as a boss, you come to just expect 4D chess moves from everyone—and Yao isn’t even playing a game. bros just tryna live life. they have pleasant conversation at work and school(somehow yao keeps coming across him in the halls even though they share different classes….DID JADE MEMORIZE HIS ROUTE). yao sometimes pops into the mountain lovers club for the beautiful mushrooms jade cultivates or the hikes—both giving him great pictures. the tweels also tend to team up when pranking or messing with yao…they suck </3(/hj)

Yuu doesn't want to deal with Floyd 🗿

Hi, I was wondering if you could do a Malleus, Jamil, Leona, Vil, and Idia x Fem Reader, where A mix-up with Valentine's Day gifts leads to Reader receiving a gift meant for the character in question, and the confusion might lead to an unexpected confession?

SUMMARY: you get a gift that was meant for the student you like, and the contents spur you to action.

COMMENTS: so usually its them getting jealous of you being courted but i decided hey its YOUR turn to be jealous. good luck!!

im a firm believer that anyone who says getting jealous when youre not dating is weird is the weird one. like obviously you'd be upset, you wanted to be with them and you're not. of course you feel bad. it's okay to feel bad??? like thats literally so normal. you dont have to be like "oh ofc im happy for them!!" like you can BE SAD. its okay.

You stare blankly at the box of chocolate in your hands, the gift crammed into your desk haphazardly. At first, you thought it was for you—that’s what anyone would assume, right? Except...the note on top of it is not addressed to you, but rather, the guy you like. It makes you wonder if this is some joke, or if one of his friends wanted you to deliver it for him. You pick at the heart sticker sealing the note shut and peel it open, taking a peak of the contents.

Your eyes wide and your heart lurches in your chest, panic and annoyance roaring like red hot flames as you read what sounds like a genuine confession of love. Someone had their eyes on him? How did you never notice?

Was it weird to get jealous? I mean, he’s not even dating you yet...you don’t even know if he feels the same way. You can’t deny it doesn’t feel good that there’s another student trying to woo him, though. You’ve been so scared up until this point, so nervous about what he might think, but the clock is ticking. You’ve got to tell him before it’s too late.

Leona cracks open a single eye when you softly knock on his door and enter, shutting the door behind you. With the look on your face, you’ve got something very serious to tell him.

“Woah there, herbivore. You look like someone died.” he yawns, flopping on his side as his tail flicks lazily behind him, “What’s got your face all twisted up?”

His eyes dart to the heart shaped box in your hand and his ears twitch. You look apprehensive—his smirk only grows when he realizes you’ve brought him an offering. How sweet.

“I like you. Romantically.” you blurt.

The second you say it you think about how many other ways you could have said that exact thing and sounded way smoother.

“Yeah, I figured as much. So you came to confess? I feel the same.” Leona yawns again, feeling a bit mischievous as he turns him back on you and yanks the covers over his head, “Well, goodnight then.”

“What...What the fuck, Leona?” you sputter, and he starts laughing harder than he’s ever laughed before.

Jamil wasn’t expecting to receive anything today. You can tell he wasn’t, because the second you walk into Scarabia his eyes go wide when he sees the chocolates and note. You don’t hand it to him though, and that makes him pause.

“Did something happen?” he asks softly, searching your face for an answer as you stare him down.

“I like you.” you blurt, and Jamil’s ears start to ring.

I like you...?

“What?” he clears his throat, shifting on his feet, “Sorry, did I hear you right?”

“Yeah. Yeah you did.” you reply immediately, as if there’s no room for doubt whatsoever.

“Oh.” he says, thinking a million thoughts at once and simultaneously nothing at all.

“Well? How do you feel about me?” you ask, and your voice shakes like you’re scared.

Jamil doesn’t know why you believe there’s room for doubt.

“I feel the same.”

And he smiles.

It's obvious that his words are awkward and reserved, but you know he doesn’t mean it in a bad way.

Vil’s pretty brow furrows in concern when he sees how upset you look, your whole body wound tight like you’ve never been so tormented in your life. You poor thing...you look so stressed out. He whisks you into his arms and into his room, where he sits you in front of his vanity and insists you tell him what’s wrong.

“These were on my desk.” you tell him, handing him the gift, “I can’t stand the thought of someone else confessing to you first. I wanted to tell you before it was too late.”

Vil reads the note in silence. He admits it's sweet, but it reads more like fanmail than an actual confession. He places it on the vanity and looks back at you, a tender look in his eyes.

“My dove...I love how bold you are.” he takes your hands in his, and goosebumps shoot up your arms at his gentle, perfect touch, “But you had nothing to worry about. I am yours.”

“I’m sorry, what!? Some extroverted rando wanted to confess their feelings to me!?” Idia shrieks, face twisting into a confused scowl, “Is that some kind of joke?”

You furrow your brow, a scowl of your own on your face as he jumps to the conclusion that it’s a joke.

“You’re really attractive Idia, you know that right? You’re handsome and smart and kind too!” you snap, feeling personally insulted by his assumption, “Don’t assume it’s a joke! I’m taking this very seriously!”

You toss the chocolates on his bed and hand him the note, crossing your arms over your chest. Idia reads through it but he doesn’t seem happy, his scowl planted firmly on his face.

“I don’t believe it.” he huffs, bringing his knees up to his chest and wrapping his arms around them, the note crushed in his fist, “Someone’s planning a prank on me.”

“Idia Shroud!” you kneel in front of him, placing your hands on his.

You don’t miss the way his hair flares pink.

“I’ll let you know that I like you very much! And I’m not joking with you one bit! I have never been more serious in my life!” you huff, squeezing his hands as you stare straight into his eyes, “So stop acting like anyone who loves you is foolish!”

Idia opens and closes his mouth like a fish out of water, the pink flames creeping up into the roots of his hair.

That’s enough of an answer for today.

“Child of Man...you mean another confessed their affections for me?” Malleus grumbles.

He’d looked so excited when you walked in with a gift in your arms, but the second he learned it wasn’t from you his eyes narrowed and his lips pulled into a pout. Was it raining outside now...?

“Yeah, that’s exactly what I mean. But...if I’m being honest, I don’t like it.” you huff, placing the gift on his desk, “I want you to be mine, and I want to be yours in return. Someone else having you doesn’t sit right with me.”

Oh, suddenly it’s sunny out. Huh. Wonder why that happened.

You slowly turn to look at Malleus.

 Sure enough, his lips are pulled into a bright smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he reaches for you.

“I’d be your everything if you’d let me” he croons, tucking you into his chest.

TAGLISTS -> leona's napping buddies . . . @loser-jpg @vivigoesinsane @dove-da-birb

-> jamil's jewels . . . @vivigoesinsane @identity-theft-101 @dove-da-birb

-> vil's spudlings . . . @cookiesandbiscuits @vivigoesinsane @dove-da-birb

-> idia's player twos . . . @vivigoesinsane @identity-theft-101 @dove-da-birb

-> malleus's most trusted . . . @vivigoesinsane @identity-theft-101 @rosalianel @dove-da-birb