Floyd Leech X Yuu - Tumblr Posts

i dont usually post but this is the rare occurrence where I can dump about my boy, my love: FLOYD LEECH. Consider this the unofficial crashcourse to Floyd Leech likers. Or don't idk. warning for uh absolute word vomit and octatrio favoritism

1. His Dynamics (and by that I mean octatrio)

With Azul:

When Azul said the twins would probably leave him when he got ‘boring' in Chapter 3, I need us as a fanbase to collectively point at him and call him a BIG FAT LIARRRR. I know what I saw in chapter 3, and Floyd Leech—while not exactly a tactful person per se— CARES. Even when Floyd teases Azul and makes life harder for him, I’m pretty sure that’s just his love language. And!! Despite his teasing, Floyd really does have some respect for Azul’s magical strength as seen in the Beanfest event.

He goes through all the ‘boring’ stuff for Azul and Jade’s plots because he likes the fun results!! He calls them by their ACTUAL names. They’ve been together since like middle school, and someone as mercurial as Floyd hasn’t gotten sick of Azul? It means he definitely has a bigger attachment that he OR Azul would like to admit. They are besties that hate to admit it because of the NRC disease of Not Being Emotionally Vulnerable Ever ™

Like look at these drama queens they are having the time of their LIVES.

With Jade:

I mean, yeah, it would make sense these guys would be close as twins BUT their dynamic is so fun. Jade's more "polite" demeanor plays off of Floyd's chaos perfectly: giving the guise of a put-together brother always needing to reign in his twin's insanity. When really both of them are menaces to society.

Probably the best example is in the Glorious Masquerade event, where Floyd makes a tantrum after finding out Azul gets to go to Noble College. And Jade JOINS IN.

(credits to RoseAmber on YT for the screenshots: I hadn't fallen into my TWST fixation as hard with the event was out on the EN server o7)

And of course, it goes without saying that they make for a really scary team for Azul. God bless Miss Yana and the team behind the Octavinelle manga--they have my soul and then some.

BUT THEY ARE ALSO GOOFY ASF and i love that for them

2. His Character

And there is a LOT of it. So let's start with his design!

(sorry about the long image </3) BUT you can definitely tell a lot about him with this official pic

for one: he's definitely relaxed. It's definitely in his pose: the hand holding the hat up, the other in his pocket, and in his posture. As opposed to say, Riddle who stands ramrod straight, this is NOT the image of a guy that cares too much about what people think of him. he has his own style and he flaunts it. He's had lines where he talks about his octopus inspired socks and his thing for fancy shoes-- he could not care LESS about his loose clothes either much to Azul's chagrin.

ALSO this is way less concrete but like...his face matches his voice wayyy too well. Credit to the VO: Nobuhiko Okamoto (fun fact also the voice of BAKUGO FROM MHA???) for his voice especially his laugh. Something about the way his eyes are droopy and his sharp teeth are shown in the image?? That's a silly guy, right there. And his laugh is just the right amount of weirdly endearing and creepy it is absolutely wonderful.

Now, in terms of personality...

We all get it. He's a menace. In his Ceremonial robes and Lab Wear SRs, he definitely shows his flip-floppy nature. In the former, he's fucking around at one of Kalim's parties and in the latter he is subject to one of Adeuces' fuck ups--and surprisingly doesn't hunt them for sport after (yay!). It's his thing.

But!!! There's other things!! :D

Among the rest of the Octavinelle trio, Floyd is probably the most acclimated to land life. Even more than Jade, despite his love for the mountains and mushrooms. Because Floyd has the unique trait of just fucking throwing himself at anything and everything the human world has to offer. We know from the Stargazing Event that Floyd has a thing for high-end shoes from a conversation he had with his (mafia??) father. Despite his initial boredom with fashion in general, it feels very 'Floyd' for him to be fixated on the one item that is intrinsic to living on land: shoes.

He's also canonically really good at cooking...when he wants to be. Like all other things in his life, he tends to be flippant with when he feels like making a meal. But damn when he DOES. For example, during Culinary Crucible Sebek admits that Floyd is very skilled in the kitchen. (If anybody has his CC card....and would like to share with the class his vignette....wink wink nudge nudge). And in the most recent event: Stitch's Tropical Turbulence in the EN server he's seen making a delicious meal for the crew that everyone can't help but compliment: even RIDDLE. He also says its best when you "just wing it" and throw stuff together: which makes sense for his taste for weird takoyaki flavors. Jade has said before that in the Coral Sea they just kind of eat shit raw--which makes it pretty impressive Floyd has such a knack for cooking as a land-dweller activity.

I think it's been said that generally merfolk have a bad time with flight--which extends to the Octatrio. I believe there's been vignettes that focus on Azul's struggles in P.E., though I'm not so sure about Jade. What I AM sure is that chibi Jade is constantly going through it in flight lessons so, I'll take that as gospel for now. But!!! Floyd has a fucking blast. It's definitely not like he's a prodigy or anything but, he thinks it's fun to keep trying ("Haha! I'm like, so bad at this!") Which honestly is why my headcanon is that he is the ONLY of the Octatrio to not be failing P.E.. This also extends to his involvement of the basketball club.

For a merperson to adjust to walking on land is already a crazy ask. TO ASK THEM TO PLAY AN ENTIRELY NEW SPORT THAT RELIES ON NEW RULES, PUTTING INTO ACCOUNT PHYSICS ON LAND AND OH YEAH THEIR LEGS IS INSANE.

But, Floyd Leech does not care what you think is insane. Actually, maybe he does. Just so he can do it. To top it all off: he's good. He can be really good. Club Wear stuff hasn't come out yet in EN server but Floyd Leech can fucking DUNK. I've seen the art. I know what I saw.

His diligence can rival Azul's--he's just less consistent about it. I just think that's funny and pretty cool.

3. Him,,,,,,but like romantically

OKAY SO THIS IS THE PINING PART. THE DOWN BAD MANIFESTO IF YOU WILL.

Sorry it took so long to get here, but I'm here now. Lemme absolutely YAP about what I love about him.

I have some feelings about how authors write him (THIS IS ALL OPINION I LOVE ALL FANFIC AUTHORS ESP OP U DESERVE A KISS ON THE FOREHEAD <3)

I dislike the yandere/overly possessive angle the twins get. I do. But, I get where that interpretation stems from: they're outwardly violent, intimidating, and are basically the fish mafia. Focusing on Floyd though: I love it when he's just....a guy in fics. When he is complaining about his childhood-best-friend-turned-boss who scolded him, or when he gets excited when his crush goes to his basketball games, or when he just wants to SQUEEZE the cute person in his class because he's got cuteness aggression. Fluff, I just like fluff.

OOO OOO FICS THAT LEAN INTO THE "Eels are Cowards" LINE. MY HEART AND SOUL. THEY HAVE IT. Gonna give Jade a big fat kiss for saying that line BC GOOD GOD.

GIMME FLOYD WHERE HE IS STARING AT THE READER FROM ACROSS THE ROOM BC HE DOESN'T HAVE THE BALLS TO SAY WHAT HE FEELS. GIMME FLOYD WHERE HE STARTS TO CALL THE PREFECT BY THEIR NAME INSTEAD OF "SHRIMPY" EXCLUSIVELY. GIMME FLOYD WHERE HE WANTS TO IMPRESS HIS LOVE INTEREST AND GETS EMBARRASSED WHEN HE LOOKS "UNCOOL".

I love where Floyd gets moments where he is caught off guard. Not even necessarily flustered. SHOUT OUT TO @cloudedgalaxies on Ao3 AND Tumblr for one of my FAVORITE interpretations of this.

I love it when Floyd doesn't know what to do when someone actively seeks him out. He's a moray--he's known to be feared by even the creatures of the deep. People at NRC know to be wary of him and his brother: he's basically a hitman for Azul for Seven's sake. But, for some reason, Yuu don't mind it. And I mean that in the sense to refer to the prefect and YOU. I love it when the reader puts up with his squeezes, his mood swings, and his eccentricities. Because for them, it isn't "putting up" with anybody: it's just them spending a good time with Floyd. And that's not a response Floyd expects. HE'S the one who is supposed to be unpredictable! Not you!

So he gets quieter. More reflective. Maybe even more angry. Whyyy???? Why do you do that? Your unpredictability robs Floyd of his control. He likes to toy with people for their reactions, but he is wholly unprepared for yours. And that makes him flail. In @cloudedgalaxies ' fic 'Benevolent Souls', Floyd gets angry with the reader. He can't understand their motivations and that bothers him in a way that he can't even understand completely. Love is foreign to him. The sea is cruel and cold sometimes, even though Floyd loves it it can crush your vulnerability. It really can.

I love it when fics make Floyd love. Even if he didn't think he could. I love it when fics show Floyd's softness that he didn't even know he had. I really do: because he throws himself into loving like he does everything else he thinks is worth it. I LOVE when he thinks love is worth it. He's intense, and wild, and unpredictable, and he's so silly. I love Floyd Leech. I do.

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THE TRUE POWER OF ARTFIGHT IS GETTING PPL TO DRAW MY SONA WITH FLOYD LEECH <3

Pssssst if u wanna,,,,,, heres my artfight stuff

my cringe (lovingly) yuusona :3 (his name is misspelled its yao lotuslay💀)

he’s my silly little guy that is literally just me

he just wants to be friends with everyone and to help where he can. but unfortunately NRC is infected with Asshole Disease…..yao works at both the Monstro Lounge and Sam’s Mystery Shop bc hes single mom core </3 plus a lil picrew bc why not

ty @azulashengrottospiano for the idea 😈

Stitch’s Tropical Turbulence—A Storybook Adventure

Yao and his friends are carted off to a mysterious island with a curious little creature named Stitch! They try to find a way back home while still making time to have fun!

this card is an sr! (vignette 1) (vignette 2)

summon: I mean if we are truly stuck here…might as well make the most of it, right?

groovification: If only we got vacations like this more often…

set to homescreen: The beach is gorgeous at sunset! Would you like to come with me? I’ll take your picture of you’d like.

home transition 1: Floyd really can be amazing, huh? I got this picture of him cooking earlier…wait please don’t tell him!!

home transition 2: Riddle with his magic, Jack with his pure muscle, and Lilia with his experience? Looks like worrying for our survival is moot.

home transition 3: Stitch here seems to like me. I dunno if I can be as spontaneous as Floyd or Lilia, but it’s comforting that he clings onto me anyway.

home after login: I never really used to enjoy the beach before…but I guess Twisted Wonderland has a habit of surprising me!

home transition (groovy): Our bungalow is marvelous! Seriously, NRC doesn’t disappoint when it comes to building stuff.

tap home 1: I ended up making Azul a smoothie to help him, uh, recover. He seemed to perk right up! Thank goodness.

tap home 2: Haha, I’m not very good at surfing as it seems. I’m happy to watch everyone have fun anyway.

tap home 3: Oh! Do you think we could make sandcastles here? I’m sure with the right spell and direction it could work—we’ll make it a competition to rope in the guys.

tap home 4: This dress shows a bit more skin than I’m used to…I don’t dislike it however. Maybe whatever power that led us here would be gracious enough to let me keep it?

tap home 5: I couldn’t sleep last night so I stayed up on the beach to watch the waves. Turns out they lulled me to sleep! Floyd ended up finding me propped up against a tree, haha…

tap home (groovy): Despite Stitch’s supposed danger, I find it somewhat doubtful. Regardless, he’s definitely a friend. And I don’t leave friends behind.

duo magic: Ace! Figure you can make a better sandcastle, do you? || There’s no “figuring” about it!

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)

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.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~OMAKE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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 have this little idea to which im gonna incorporate into "To Fathom You"

But where Floyd just acts like a little questionable. Like he just, slips up. And does stupid things and say things without consideration and thought. Like saying something he didnt mean to say out loud and someone is like, "What? Say it again?"

But he only does, says, and acts this way around you. Anything relating to you.

"They're beautiful...."

"Who's beautiful?"

"I said 'they're plentiful,' as in the amount of madol we have Azul."

"Mhm, yes indeed. Certainly, whatever you say Floyd..."

URGHHHHHHHHHH! A shy and in denial Floyd having a big crush on you is too much to bear, especially when so much happens in between the lines of such feelings. How can he stop feeling such a way? These feelings of his, it makes him feel stupid. Plain stupid in love. He hates it, oh so much. He hates you. Hates you so much that when he sees you in the distance laughing and smiling he cant help but want to come over and be that reason youre laughing. He hates you so much that when he wakes up the first thing that comes into his mind is what you could be doing right now. He hates you so much that whenever he sees some pastries he thinks whether or not you may like them. He hates you so much that he wishes you could just be in his arms where he'd squeeze you so indefinitely and butter you up in batches of kisses. He hates you so much that he cant bear the thought of you being with someone else.

Perhaps some trial and error is needed, but no matter what he does to get you off his mind. No matter what he does to rid these feelings of his for you, you come into his thoughts like a gentle piece of fallen flowers on a spring field river.

He's so stupidly in love with you, its quite comical – according to Jade. To think his brother would fall so hard for you, yet in return to his one sided affections only scarce glances are returned. What an enjoyable movie this will become for Jade, and dont forget Azul in the back who is definitely eating his popcorn while this all plays out.

when your long distance senior boyfriend comes back for the sdc and gives you a ‘i missed you’ squeeze but he doesn’t reign in his strength also he’s like 3 inches taller since you last saw him and he’s tall enough already but you’re too touch starved to want him to let go despite the purple black dots swimming in your vision so you just figure this is it and if the end is to be found in his arms then you’d gladly walk into the though the gates of hell having known the kingdom of heaven

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"Ah."

Oh hey! I’d like a taro milk bubble tea (in the monstro lounge cup ofc) and stained glass cookies pls!

(~I did have a two ideas: a first date OR a cinderella-esque dance at a NRC ball :3 I trust the chef’s expertise so go wild!! CONGRATS ON 3K RAAAHHH)

CINDERELLA ESQUE DANCE.....MY EVERYTHING

an order of romantic fluff with floyd leech!

Every eye in the room turns your way when your name is announced into the beautifully decorated ballroom, and it makes you feel like you’re either going to throw up or pass out.

Professor Crewel was kind enough to design and create a set of formal wear for you, all accessories made just for your specific charms. He’d insisted you take it free of charge, knowing all too well the Headmage would not provide you with such a thing. All he asked was that you score high on your next test, to which you heartily agreed.

Now, as you walked down the steps, staring down at your feet so you wouldn’t trip and make a fool of yourself (and so you wouldn't have to meet the curious eyes of your classmates, wondering why you had shown up so late), you hope and pray that anything will get the attention off of you.

“Shrimpy!”

If anyone had looked away, Floyd’s running tackle into you brought their attention right back.

You both go crashing to the floor in a flurry of expensive fabrics, limbs flailing inelegantly. Floyd does you the great service of shielding your hand from the hard, polished floor with the back of his hand, crushing your done up face against the white collared shirt of his suit.

“You kept me waiting!” he pokes your forehead hard, voice whiny and so very loud.

“Sorry.” you say, voice muffled by his chest.

You don’t think he hears you at all.

“Hm, that doesn’t matter anymore. You’re going to be spending this dance with me!” he declares, effortlessly picking you right off the ground and back on your feet, a sly grin on his face, “So if any of these minnows try to get a dance with you, just tell ‘em no.”

You blink once. Twice.

“Floyd, you shouldn’t tackle people. Now your tie is crooked.” you say blandly, reaching out to straighten it yourself.

“Oh it’s always been like that.” he says flippantly, and you can’t help but hear the confused whispers so obviously directed at the two of you.

So much for not having attention on you tonight...

Shrimply Yours~

In which you invoke your shrimp privileges to cheer Floyd up.

Floyd x GN Reader! Enjoy, shrimpies!!~

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“Y’know Floyd, I’d say you’re the shrimp, not me.”

Maybe you really did have a death-by-squeezing wish. Or maybe your plot-armor protection had finally worn off. The eel in question lifted his head slowly at your words and side-eyed you, his golden eye glinting ominously in the Mostro Lounge kitchen’s light.

You’d been washing the dishes after asking Azul for a job in exchange for a little extra madol on the side. For the most part, your day had been as peaceful as it could’ve (the life of a magicless prefect was always maniacal), until you heard arguing from outside the kitchen. You all but jumped when Floyd slammed the door open and wordlessly stalked to the stove, and you spotted Azul walking off shaking his head to himself. Floyd shoved pan on the heat and began frying something, completely ignoring your presence. Was it even possible to fry chicken so aggressively?

In any case, Floyd seemed a little more volatile than usual at the moment, even considering it was him. The other students who’d been in the kitchen with you before had scuttled out before Floyd could snap at them too. But in any case, you knew that Floyd’s mood flipped faster than Crowley leaving all his work to you. So, you thought you’d try to lighten the mood.

At your words, Floyd slowly brought his head up from his deep-frying, golden-and-olive colored eyes zeroing in on you, baring his sharp, shiny teeth at you in a scowl. And in that split second, you suddenly remembered that Floyd was, in fact, a mer-eel. Moray, specifically. A predator. A predator that probably ate shrimpies like you. Who was now looking at you predatorily.

“What did ya just say, shrimpy?” His pupils were practically pin-pricks, and for a moment you swore you could hear the Jaws theme song in your head. You could remember, time and time again, your friends and upperclassmen telling you not to engage Floyd when he was in one of his moods. Even up until now, you’d never been on the awful end of his anger, especially alone. But you weren’t called beast-tamer for nothing, damn it, and maybe that title could extend to taming angry Floyd’s too. An angry Floyd that was still your friend.

“I said, you’re the shrimp, not me.” You maintained eye-contact with him, almost challenging him, ‘come at me, bro.’ You tried to keep a straight face, although you were deflating rapidly by the second because by Sevens this was so stupid but-

“Because you’re shrimply amazing.”

One second passed. Two. Three.

Then Floyd broke into a wide, sharp-toothed grin. He surged towards you, completely forgetting the frying food. “D’awww, SHRIMPY!!!”

He swooped behind you, wrapping his arms around you and picking you up. Your legs flailed around and now your arms were locked in as Floyd spun around the kitchen haphazardly with you in his arms. “Shrimpy knows just how to cheer me up! I knew this is why I kept you around!” He laughed cheerily, bobbing you up and down.

“FLOYD!” You cried, “PUT ME DOWN-“ the kitchen swirled crazily around you, as Floyd babbled some song or other cheerfully. Thankfully he’d stopped spinning, but began shaking you side to side while humming, “Shrimpy’s so brave n’ nice, all the other guppies left when they saw me but only Shrimpy stayed!”

He started pouting, and squished his cheek into yours. “Azul was bein’ mean to me, making me work now. Just ‘cause I roughed up a few customers doesn’t mean it was my fault! They shoulda been nice to me~”

Even though you were basically suspended in the air by him, you smiled at Floyd’s words. “Glad I could help Floyd, that was so mean of Azul,” you consoled him, hoping he’d put you down. He bent over until your feet were safely on the sweet, sweet ground, but didn’t let you go from his arms. The two of you swayed together, basking in each other’s company in the subpar lighting of the kitchen, until you frowned.

“…Hey, is something burning?”

“Ah shit, I burned the chicken.”

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He's offering great moray support

F.L | the best way to cook a crab and a cat

Summary: What was supposed to be a relaxing hike with the Leech twins and the A-Deuce duo quickly turns into a disaster after you find yourself falling down the side of a hill.

Characters: Floyd Leech x GN! Reader

Tags: Fluff, Crack, Mentions of injury and hints to violence

A/N: We're all going to pretend I didn't accidentally delete this post

Word Count: 1k+ |💌Masterlist

It's finally summer break and Jade dragged you and your friends along his mountain climbing club activities so that you could "get some fresh air" and "rid of your stress". Okay, that's a lie, he just dragged you all along to assist with his mushroom collection. Of course, you all didn't have a choice in the matter. After Grim accidentally broke one of Jade's terrariums, you've been pulled into situation after situation just to make it up to the older Leech brother.

On the bright side, Jade had convinced Floyd to come along. While the eel would never go anywhere within a five-mile radius of mushrooms, he just couldn't pass up an opportunity to hang out with his beloved shrimpy. Especially with how busy you are! So now you have an eel by your side to offer moray moral support and company.

All was going swimmingly. You guys had multiple baskets filled to the brim with all sorts of mushrooms and as long as you didn't make him pick up any of those disgusting revolting skin-crawling little fungi, Floyd was completely content with just clinging to your side.

Although the trip wasn't difficult, Jade did warn you all that the slopes were slippery and muddy because of the previous night's rain. This means that extra caution was to be practiced. However, when you're the Ramshackle prefect with a ferocious feline companion and Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dumber as friends, something is bound to go wrong.

"Ace! I told you to stop messing around! It's dangerous!" Deuce screamed, grabbing the back of Ace's shirt, and forcing him to halt to stop. Grim dug his claws into Ace's clothing, making the teenage boy shriek and flail around in an attempt to get the grey cat off his back.

"Oi! This jacket is expensive! Grim get off of me!"

"Myahh! It's way too muddy! No way am I walking!"

The two of them continued to grapple each other. Ace was writhing madly, while Grim scurried around his body like some deranged raccoon. Floyd burst out laughing, clearly amused by the little clown performance the two were putting on. You, on the other hand, didn't think it was so fun.

Yelping, you tripped and fell forward after Ace bumped into you. Before you could hit the ground, Floyd was quick to grab your arm and pull you back up. "Careful, shrimpy.~"

You huffed and thanked him. Taking a couple of steps back, you glared at the two rambunctious mages. "Hey! Settle down will you-"

Before you could finish your sentence, Ace abruptly flung Grim off of him and threw the cat your way. Grim slammed against you, making you lose your footing and slip off of the hill.

"Shit!" You shrieked as you started to tumble down the slope. In an effort to shield your head as much as you could, you folded your arms over your neck. You collided with a few trees along the way before eventually skidding to a stop on a ridge.

As you wiped the muck from your eyes, a faint cry of misery escaped your lips. Your entire body was stinging, sharp twigs and rocks were piercing your back and you were very certain something was broken.

"Shrimpyy!" A shrill voice called and you turned your head to see Floyd clambering down the hill in your direction. Jade was telling him to get back, warning his brother that it was dangerous, but Floyd completely ignored him. When he reached you, he was quick to pull you into his arms. You sent him a sheepish smile as you leaned against his frame, trying not to move your right ankle too much.

'What a beautiful summer break this is…' You could hear the worried shouts of your friends calling for you. Groaning, you lifted a hand up.

"I'm over here! I'm doing fine I guess…"

"Look what those idiot guppies did to you!" The eel drew his brows together, his lips curled into a snarl.

“Yeah…I think I broke my ankle.” You said, hissing as your foot throbbed. Floyd glanced at you in concern, cringing at the bruises that littered your skin. He moved you onto his back and began to climb up the hill, being extra careful and gentle with your bruised body. "Don't worry, shrimpy~! Jade will make you all better!"

Once you reached the top, Floyd easily pulled both of you up. When he gently placed you on the ground, grim tried to run over to you but stopped when Floyd growled at him. "You stay just righ' there baby seal."

The cat took a step back, terrified of the eel and what he may do. You shook your head and smiled at Grim. "That's what you get for making me fall to my near death."

"Heh heh. I did tell you all to be careful, did I not?" Jade smirked before clicking his tongue. He kneeled down beside you, prodding at your ankle. "Oh my. It's not broken but you do have a nasty sprain. It's best if we splint it. Floyd can just carry you back down."

"Let's be honest, it's all that idiot cat's fault!" Ace grumbled, walking up to you with a somewhat apologetic look on his face. Deuce punched the back of his head, screaming directly into his ear. "You idiot! Can't you just apologize for once?"

“Crabby? Baby Seal? ” Floyd stalked towards the two of them, an eerie smile on his face. “Wanna know something?~ I reeaaally really hate it when my shrimpy gets hurt. Come here and let me pound some sense into you two for a lil' bit, kaaay?~”

Ace opened his mouth, about to start an argument with Deuce this time. His mouth clamped shut when Floyd abruptly got up from his spot on the floor. The eel stared at him menacingly, his mismatched eyes darting between Ace and Grim.

Probably deciding which of them he should go for first.

Shaking your head in fear and dread, you croaked out, "No! No! Floyd! Put the rock down!"

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“Overslept

with Floyd Leech”

He was completely silent, for once.

As you sobbed into his chest, the merman remained completely still. The hand that rested on your head appeared to be the only reminder that he was still functioning.

“I’m a wreck,” you breathed out through shaky and pitchy syllables. You didn’t dare to look at him, in case the look on his face wasn’t pleasant. You’d rather be oblivious to any boredom he may face during your session of weakness.

He was silent for a while though. So long that if you weren’t sitting up on his bed, you’d think he had fallen asleep.

After a bit, you decided to take that risk of being faced with distaste. Looking up at him though, you saw something else.

He looked defeated. Like he was to blame for something.

“I wanna help.” When he looked into your eyes, his arms wrapped around you in order to pull you close. “So, how can I help my Fishy?”

"Silence

with Floyd Leech"

Azul had a dislike towards you. Jade had a hatred for you. Floyd had an infatuation with you.

And you didn't care for any of their opinions, honestly. At some point, you believe that you may have. But like their mixed feelings, your friends share the sentiment.

Your ears and mind would be filled with haunting stories of others' experiences with that dorm's notorious trio. And despite being Floyd's partner, you felt no sense of security. Your boundaries were pushed against, with him teetering on the line of a new fight.

Your yelling was always so amusing to him, like Riddle's, but he believed yours to be out of endearment. He was wrong. His brother and best friend saw this, but not him.

"Leave me alone." That was new. Still, he prodded at your back. A playful tap, like he always did to get you riled up. "Seriously, stop." You persisted with your agitation. And maybe he was in the wrong for continuing to press your buttons. Perhaps he didn't acknowledge your genuine anger soon enough. That's why you said it. "God, I hate you."

Mood ruined. Nothing felt funny about the sinking feeling in his gut. That wasn't normal for him, was it? His chest ached in an unfamiliar sensation and with adrenaline from the hatred of this overwhelming hurt, he left you there in his room.

You didn't know where he went. You hoped he'd get the idea to leave you alone from here on out. Floyd Leech was cruel, and he was proud. So why pretend he's anything more than that?

"You're something, prefect, and I hope for your sake that Floyd does not bite back." Hearing Jade behind you didn't send shivers down your spine like anyone else.

Turning to face him, there was no hint of a smile on his features. "He had it coming, Jade. I feel no remorse."

Oh, how lucky you were.

"It would've been you

with Floyd Leech, Jade Leech"

Of course it wasn't him. 'Floyd Leech was an unpredictable psycho' in everyone else's eyes. But he was so sure that you thought differently of him. So why? Why were you holding Jade's hand instead. Why were you so insistent on leaning on his shoulder? If he was chaotic, Jade was fucking insane.

"Floyd, you haven't eaten today," Jade gently tried to pry into his brother's side in the room. He was met with a pillow being thrown in his direction, and a string of muffled curses. "Pardon?"

Floyd threw the pillow that held his head up prior, and yelled. "You stole Shrimpy! My shirmpy!" Jade's eyes widened. "We were meant to be together, I just know it! But then you came in and fucked it all up for us!"

At a loss for words, Jade stood in shock, failing to dodge the stuffed animal thrown at him. It didn't hurt, but he still felt an ache in his body. It was one of a duo that you offered the twins as you became friends. Jade was oblivious to either of your feelings back then. Yours or Floyd's.

"Floyd I-," but he was stopped.

"You stole them, you douche." Floyd got up from his bed, with a scowl on his face. "And I hope your relationship crashes and burns."

The Best Choice You Will Ever Make - Floyd

Author's Notes: I have finally done it! I have written Floyd Leech! In all seriousness though, I was really worried about characterizing Floyd so I've been sitting on this fic and editing it for a while. But with this fic, I will have finally written ( and posted) a fic for each of the Octatrio! A good way to celebrate my return from, and final day of, vacation I think. Reader is gender-neutral as per usual.

Type: Fluff/romantic

Word Count: 1349

Ever so often you meet someone and the sensible part of your brain whispers, “Danger,” to you. And ever so often, for reasons unknown, you ignore that sensible part of your brain and smile over at the very person who set you on alert. 

Perhaps it was something akin to the call of the void that people felt when looking down into a long dropoff. That strange urge to jump even though you knew for a fact that you would never survive the fall.

Mismatched eyes had met yours that one day, and you’d suddenly recognized that feeling. The sensible part of you had whispered, “Danger, avoid at all costs.” All the while, another, more impulsive part of you had whispered, “This could be fun, and don’t you know better than to judge a book by its cover?”

And so, without hardly thinking twice, you’d jumped into your friendship with Floyd. Knowing full and well exactly how dangerous it, and he, could be.

Ace had been telling you for quite some time that you were danger-prone, and maybe he was right. After all, it was now quite common to find you walking and laughing alongside the infamous Floyd Leech of all people. But the more time you’d spent with Floyd and the longer you’d known him, the more you’d felt that maybe he wasn’t nearly as bad as people liked to make him out to be.

Oh, he could be dangerous to some. That much was obvious from the injuries he often sported from his numerous fights with people and the cover-up work he undoubtedly did for Azul. But he also wasn’t nearly as bad as people liked to make him out to be.

He could, you had discovered, be quite soft-hearted. Since you’d befriended him, he’d been stopping by your classroom each day. Just to say hi and check in on you. No other reason. 

During one of your now many visits to Monstro Lounge, Jade had told you that Floyd did the same thing for him. Neither of you knew why he did it, only that he did. But something about it was touching.

Just like there was something oddly sweet about how he would excitedly wave at you whenever he saw that you’d come to one of his basketball games. Then he’d playfully bicker back and forth with the Ace about who you’d come to watch. You always told them you’d come to watch Jamil just to watch them both sulk while Scarabia’s vice-housewarden rolled his eyes.

There was also the way Floyd seemed to adore sweeping you into an impromptu dance anytime, anywhere. You were getting quite used to being waltzed around the room by the lanky young man who crooned out whatever random tune was going through his head at that specific moment.

As for him being trouble…. Well, he was really no worse than anyone else at this school. Trouble and trouble makers were common at NRC. Floyd was just a slightly different brand of trouble.

It had been a long time since you’d first made eye contact with Floyd and your brain had whispered, “Danger.” Now when you looked at him you instead felt a smile raise to your face, no matter the situation.

Even if it meant being pulled into the rain to run to your next class with him, or being pulled over into an unplanned cuddle/nap session because he felt you were working yourself too hard. After all, “Shrimpys need rest too.”

For better or worse you were now close to Floyd, which was why the little trinkets he’d begun giving you were of no surprise. In fact they were a delight.

 Especially since, if Jade’s slyly amused looks that were almost always followed by Floyd shoving at his brother were anything to go by, it implied one thing. Floyd liked you.

Now you instead had classmates’ concerned whispers to deal with instead of those from within your own brain. 

“Floyd gets bored of everything. I wouldn’t get your hopes up.”

That statement was almost immediately accompanied by someone else saying, “Yeah, he’ll get bored and just ditch you like he ditches everything else. It’d be best to steer clear of him Y/n.”

Such remarks were always met with Ace rolling his eyes and Deuce chasing off whoever was speaking up. 

All of these reasons, and so many others, were why you weren’t surprised when Floyd came back from a trip home and immediately came to Ramshackle. Sporting a grin as he came up the walk, waving at you all the while, “Got something for you Shrimpy!” 

The nervous giggle that bubbled from your lips was not faked. 

You were both thrilled to see the young man and nervous about what gift he might be bearing this time. While it was usually just seashells there was the time he’d caught a fish and brought it to you while it was still flopping about….

“Come on, I’ll show you what it is inside,” He seemed almost giddy as he pulled you through the foyer, into the lounge, over to your couch, and sat you down on one of the striped cushions.

His grin was large as he held your gaze and reached into his pocket, “Alright, don’t go getting embarrassed on me now.” With those words he produced a long, slim black box and handed it to you.

You glanced down at it and then back up at him, about to thank him before he waved off your gratitude as if it was a particularly annoying fly, “Don’t thank me yet. Just open it.”

You snorted slightly to yourself before opening the box to find a string of glimmering pearls. Your eyes went wide as your fingers hesitantly touched the glistening orbs.

It was a simple necklace, just a strand of pearls. But that, in and of itself, seemed to make it all the more charming.

“That was my Grandma’s,” At Floyd’s nonchalant statement your head jerked up to meet his gaze with a wide-eyed stare of your own.

He giggled at your reaction before taking the box out of your hands and gesturing for you to turn. Doing as he requested, you twisted in your seat, in a slight haze from his previous comment. While he began to calmly explain his previous words, you felt the weight of the necklace rest on your collar-bone.

“My Grandpa gave them to her as a promise and a request. Ya see, she wasn’t initially from around where he lived, and her folks wanted her to go home.” He patted you on the shoulder, and you twisted back to face him.

A smile was on his face as he continued, “He didn’t want her to leave, so he gave her those and told her if she would stay with him he would never leave her, make her sad, or abandon her. Evidently enough, it worked like a charm since she stayed.”

He paused, his expression softening slightly as he looked at you, wearing his grandmother’s necklace, with a uniquely gentle smile on his face. If only your classmates could see him now. Then they might understand that Floyd got tired of things, not of people. Never of people, and never of you.

“What do you say, Shrimpy? I’m not Azul, but I’m willing to make a deal with you. The same deal that my grandparents made all those years ago. Stay here, with me, and I’ll do the same for you.”

That cautious part of your brain whispered something new this time, instead of warnings of danger it asked you a question, “Are you sure about this?” You felt a smile rise to your lips as you nodded at Floyd, unable to find the words as you watched a grin spread across his face.

Sometimes, for reasons unknown, you’d ignore that sensible part of your brain. 

You’d done so when you’d befriended Floyd and you knew, without a shadow of a doubt, you were about to do it again. Because sometimes following your gut decision is the best choice you will ever make.

This took… SO LONG but here he is

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Doesn’t he look pretty 🐟🐟

We need more x reader fanfics/headcanons of the tweels straight up killing a man for Yuu bc I wholeheartedly believe they come from a mafia family and they know how to hide a body