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A Twisted Halloween: Spectral Soiree Book III ✧ Alternate Route Idea

Angsty-ish? Maybe? Hurt/Comfort? IDK what constitutes as angst at this point in my fanfic career honestly. This didn't turn out as angsty as I hoped tbh.

Note: I gotta be real, I've read all through book three of this new event (I'm only on the EN server) and I have no idea what's going on, but based on what I've read this idea came to me and self-indulgence dictates I should write it.

So basically... imagine if Shrimpy (and maybe Grim, or perhaps Grim didn't get possessed at all) got possessed by a super-cowardly ghost or something, and at the first big sound or flash of light the ghost(s) got scared away, leaving MC and Grim to wake up in the spectral realm alone and confused. I'm kinda digging the idea of MC having to put on a brave face and survive on their own until they finally see a friendly face and just... break down.

Later note - I was going to do around half of the boys who are featured in the book - Riddle, Floyd, Leona, Ruggie, Jamil, Sebek - but I ran out of steam and ended up only doing the first four. Still, I want to get it published before the event ends so... much love and I hope you enjoy! ♡

Intro:

"Human... henchhuman! Wake up!"

You've heard Grim's deserate, frightened tone many times in your life, but never with this much urgency.

Your eyes flutter open to the sensation of Grim nuzzling his warm little head into the crook of your neck, and out of instinct you lift your hand to give him a comforting pat. He was already trembling, but upon the contact he jumps in the air and scrambles to get a look at your face.

"Hey, you're awake!"

"Mhm..." you grunt, lifting him and settling him on your lap before sitting up. It's only then that you get a good look at your surroundings. "Woah... where are we?"

"I don't know..."

Grim's ears are flattened against his head, and you're starting to be impressed by how vulnerable he's being with you. Where's his usual bravado? If anything, his uncharacteristic meekness is twice as scary as the ghost town around you.

"You... you were acting weird," he sniffs. "You were crying and screaming and... and I've never seen you act like that before! And then I told you to get it together, and this... this big white thing flew out of you and you passed out! What's going on with you?!"

You what? Well, that sounded a bit out of character. After all, by this point in your NRC therapist career, you had mastered the art of a brave face. Even if you were scared out of your mind, you always found it within yourself to hide it for Grim's sake, since he was basically family at this point--you were his prefect and you took it upon yourself to act like it whether you were scared or not.

Speaking of family, it's thanks to the rest of the Ramshackle crew that you figure out what was going on--the ghosts, to be specific. You'd befriended them enough that you have a strong suspicion as to what's going on, including an explanation for your behavior. You had been possessed.

"Alright sweet pea-"

"Huh? Don't call me that!"

There's his usual fire. You offer him a smile, and he seems to calm down instantly.

"Okay Grim, here's my theory--remember those conversations we had with our ghost friends about the spectral realm?"

"Uh, no? I don't listen to their boring old ghost stories."

"Ah, well... I do. Look, I think that's where we are. I mean, look at the moon..."

You point to the sky. A large white moon--something that seems astrologically impossible--glows in the sky, and yet the environment around you seems dismally dark.

"Not to mention the lack of color here. It's like, the most cliche artistic interpretation of a fantasy underworld ever," you tell him. "Plus, if my theory is right, the reason I was acting so strange is because I had been possessed. Given the time of year... if ghosts are more powerful during Halloween or something, it would make sense. At least, the last thing I remember is getting ready for bed last night after the party, so..."

"So we're dead?!"

"I wouldn't say that. Do I seem like a ghost to you? Whatever possessed me probably brought us here."

Of course, you don't have any certainty behind your statement, but you act like it anyways. Grim seems to find comfort in your confidence, so it's well worth it.

"Fine," he huffs. "Then let's go back. What do we do?"

"I... don't know that," you admit. "But we do have some things to consider. If we encounter ghosts here, they could be mischievous like our Ramshackle crew, or hostile. Perhaps we were brought here for not-so-kind reasons, so we need to treat any potential interaction with caution. We could go find some ghosts and ask around, but who's to say they won't attack us? I won't be much help for you then--they're incorporeal and I'm magicless, so even if I can fight it's not gonna do much. I don't want you to be in that position."

Grim doesn't say anything, but his ears lower--he obviously doesn't want to be in that position either, not that he's gonna admit it.

"We can also try to find a way back ourselves, but the ghosts at Ramshackle never told me anything beyond what things are like here. It's gonna be confusing, probably--illogical, since we're not used to the way reality works here. I can't guarantee we'll have a direction."

"Pfft. Fine. Guess I'll have to be the leader then."

You grin at his attitude. He's clearly putting on a brave face as well.

"Our final option is to lay low and hope our NRC friends come to find us. I'll be honest--I don't like that idea, but I do think it's important to plan for the long term down here. That means if we can find shelter, food, water--we should take it. I don't know if we're the only ones at NRC who have been brought here or if our NRC friends can even follow after us for that matter, but I'll let you decide. Fear is how you get possessed down here, so I want you to be confident in what we do, okay?"

"Psh--why do you sound like a parent? Do you need me to lead you that bad?" Grim huffs dramatically. "Fine--let's just look around I guess. Fear not, henchhuman--you've got me around, so no ones gonna mess with us!"

"Oh, I have no doubt," you amuse him, finally standing up and lifting him in your arms. "Either way sweet pea, you just rest here on my shoulders, okay? If I'm gonna need a knight in shining fur I want you to conserve your energy."

"You don't hear me complaining..."

The spectral realm is just as confusing as it had been described to you. Each step either takes you an inch or a mile, and you have no way of knowing whether it's your sense of direction or the world around you that's constantly being warped. There's a fog in your vision and a pressure in your ears, plus a mysterious heaviness pressing in on every angle as if you're being sealed up in a vaccum bag. It's terrifying.

"Ugh, we're getting nowhere!" Grim complains. "There's no way we're ever getting out of here. I feel like I'm turning into a ghost."

"Oh please--like this is any worse than doing a shift at the Mostro Lounge," you joke. "Actually, compared to that customer service nonsense, I'm kind of enjoying the quiet."

"Well, your enjoyment is dumb. What if I never eat tuna again..."

"Hey..."

You pry Grim off your shoulder and hold him in the air facing you, lion-king style. He gives you an annoyed look, meanwhile you grace him with a huge smirk.

"You know what this means, right? We can talk crap about whoever we want. Say anything--who's gonna hear us, the dead? I'll go first--Leona dresses like a homeless man, don't you think? I mean, what he wore to that camp thing with Vargas..."

"Eep! You're really gonna slander Leona?! Do you want to die?"

"Hey, maybe he'll actually put in the effort to come help us if he senses the insult. Don't worry--I'll be the one who dies, not you. I'm already in the spectral realm and everything."

"Not funny!"

"Oh, I'm hilarious," you say. "Lighten up sweetheart. I'll make sure you eat tuna again, okay?" You place him back on your shoulder, hoping he can't sense your heart pounding in your ears from your own masked fear. "I promise."

"Hmph... fine. Just hurry up."

At some point in your adventure, you find a strange mirror shard on the ground, accompanied by an invitation. You pick up the mirror first, thinking that it might suffice as a weapon if things truly came to a ghostly brawl (not that you know if it would work--still, it's worth a shot).

"What does it say?" Grim asks, pointing to the invitation. You pick that up next and open it up.

"A party invitation..." you deduce upon reading the contents. You pull the mirror shard back out of your pocket. "Looks like we'll need this mirror shard to get in."

"A party?! You think they'll have tuna?!"

"I think they'll also have security, so let's consider this carefully..." you advise. "But still, maybe this has to do with why we were brought here. Think it's worth investigating?"

"Absolutely! I'm always down for a party!"

You laugh. "Alright then. Let's find you a mirror shard too--I don't wanna risk the two of us being separated."

And so you wander even more.

Just when your feet are starting to hurt, you hear voices. There's no where to hide where you are--the gravestones around you are small and scattered, but they are just close enough that you're able to throw Grim behind one before three goofy ghosts appear in front of you.

They're dressed like classical composer stereotypes--part of you wants to ask what business Ghosts Mozart, Bach and Beethoven have with you, but that's probably not the most appropriate question, especially when aforementioned figures are from your world, not Twisted Wonderland.

"What's this?" One laughs, flashing his big ghostly teeth at you. "A living, are you?"

"Oooh, we must bring them to the boss immediately!"

From the corner of your eye, you see Grim ready to jump out from behind the gravestone. You keep your back to him, making sharp gestures behind your back that command him to stay put. With your face, however, you stare down the ghosts, quickly coming up with a lie to avoid what seems to be imminent capture.

"How rude. Don't you know a possession when you see one?"

The three ghosts in front of you look startled.

"Possession?" One asks. You nod, putting a hand on your hip and huffing.

"You won't believe how easily I possessed this living too. For a human wandering around the spectral realm, they were surprisingly cowardly... I swear, they were in tears when I found them. Made taking over this body real easy though."

Your heart was thundering. You muster a grin.

"I gotta admit, it feels nice being back in a body though. So what's this about the boss? Was he looking for this living in particular?"

"The boss has orders to bring all living to them," a ghost replies.

"Sounds like you've got lucky--a lot of the other living have given us a hard time." says another.

Wait a minute...

"Oh wow, other living? How many?"

"I haven't seen them personally, but it sounds like there have been a lot of encounters tonight. You know, through the grapevine."

"They're stealing mirrors!" Another shrills. "All of them! How are we going to get enough for the party if they keep stealing them?! Not to mention the boss is expecting them!"

"You're right... that sounds like a problem..." you pretend to muse. "Well, it sounds like these living are dangerous. I'm guessing no one has been able to give them a proper scare either."

"I know someone who tried to scare one," one of the ghosts laments. "Some obnoxious redhead traveling with two terrifying living... but they beat them out of the body."

"It's terrifying!" One wails.

Ah... redhead? Two terrifying livings? Okay... redheads. Could be Ace or Riddle, or maybe Cater... and you knew way too many NRC students who fit the 'terrifying' profile. Maybe a teacher too? Goodness, you could hope.

You come up with a plan quickly. Of course, you're not going to execute it without Grim, so you walk over to his hiding spot and lift him out.

"I'm glad we've encountered you guys then. This living came to the spectral realm with a familiar--my friend is possessing him right now, isn't that right?" you ask Grim. He gives you a wide-eyed look, but catches on to your act quickly.

"Of course! These stupid living are so easy to possess, haha!"

"You two just got lucky," a ghost pouts sourly.

"I suppose so," you say. "Anyways, we've been looking for mirror shards too. We have the invitation right here." You remove said invitation from your pocket, suddenly thankful for your accidental discovery. "I have an idea--if you guys can find these... living, let me join them. I'll go in undercover, get the mirror shards and then take the living to the boss. They shouldn't be able to tell this body is possessed."

The ghosts seem to consider your idea. Grim--impatient with the tense moment--speaks up.

"Hey! You heard the ghost! Move out! Find the huma--the living! You want mirrors, don't you?"

"I guess so..." one ghost mumbles. "Sheesh, no wonder you were able to possess those bodies... scary..."

You flash Grim a bright grin. He seems to have more hope than he did prior, because he plays right along with your act.

"I'll look too, but I'll stay in the area. If you guys see some humans, come find me," you order the ghosts. They don't suspect a thing--in fact, they give you a mock salute and floated off.

"You got it!"

"Aye-aye!"

"Sure thing!"

You watch them disperse. Once you have a moment with no one else around, you bring Grim close and whisper in his ear.

"Don't quit the act. Once we find out who else is here... sounds like they can handle the ghosts better than we can. If it's someone we know we can join their party. We'll regroup and find a way home from there, okay?"

Grim nods. His smile doesn't leave.

"You're a pretty awesome henchhuman, you know?"

A genuine compliment from Grim? Wow...

"Only as good as my great leader Grim," you reply affectionately. Before you can move on, you hear a ghostly voice shout behind you.

"Hey! We've found some living! Come quick!"

Riddle:

The ghosts lead you to a trio standing in the middle of who-knows-where.

You recognize them immediately. More specifically, you recognize him--the person you most wanted to see, and yet the last person you would want to have to endure this awful experience. Even from a distance, you can see Riddle staring at you with an expression that matches your feelings, both relief in seeing that you're okay and horror at your surroundings (which, at the moment, includes a crew of ghosts hovering behind your back).

"You should go look for more living," you tell the ghosts, refusing to drop your act just yet. "Since these guys are dangerous, it's best that I go undercover alone--well, my friend here and I. Pretend to be scared and run away from me so they're not suspicious, and I'll collect their mirror shards and take them to the boss, okay? You'll find me on the way there. Be sure to let me know if you find more living."

The ghosts--to your relief--listen. They disappear quickly, and with a quickly crumping facade you turn your attention back to the trio, Riddle in particular.

"Oh thank seven, it's the teapot tyrant!" Grim exclaims. You don't have the heart to hush him--you feel the same.

You lift Grim in your arms and approach the trio slowly. Grim immediately gives you a look of confusion, because well... you're shaking. Trembling, honestly, like a leaf in the wind. You feel frozen, and yet seeing Riddle gives you just enough sense to move forward, closing the distance that Riddle, Ruggie and Ortho are already making quick strides to eliminate. Once you're close, you settle Grim on the ground and wrap your arms around yourself, trying to keep yourself together.

You're just so relieved.

"Hey--it's you two!' Ruggie grins. "Glad to have you. What was with the ghost entourage?"

You can't speak. Riddle searches your expression, taking note of the way your lip starts to tremble.

Grim, however, is at no loss for words. "It was genius! We found those ghosts, and the prefect pretended to be possessed--they told the ghosts to find other 'living' and that they'd take you guys to the boss and collect your mirror shards--apparently that's something they're after--and they believed us. So now we have all these ghosts looking for more of us! How... how many of you are there, by the way?"

Ruggie shrugs. "About half the school, probably. Deuce, Cater, Trey, Vil, Epel, Jack, Malleus, Lilia, Jade..."

"M-Malleus?" Grim stammers.

"And then a whole bunch of us came in after you guys. We got separated though--I've been kickin' it with these two since."

Ruggie finally spares you a glance. His grin falters.

"Hey, you... are you okay?"

You choose to be honest--you shake your head. Riddle knits his eyebrows, stepping closer.

"Are you hurt?"

You shake your head again.

"Are you scared?"

You pause, and then slowly, you nod. You're not sure who steps forward first, but suddenly Riddle's holding you in your arms, and you break down into heartwrenching sobs.

"I'm so sick of it..." you whisper shakily, balling his costume in your hands. "This... this surviving without magic and... and Grim and I were all alone..."

Ruggie, Ortho and Grim all exchange wide-eyed glances. Riddle, however, is entirely distracted by the tears he feels seeping into his shirt--he holds you tightly, a little alarmed to see the oh-so-brave Prefect breaking down in front of him.

What's worse? He doesn't know what he can do about it--he can't just give some of his magic to you, nor is he able to erase the trauma of waking up lost and confused in the spectral realm with nothing but a monster-cat with an inflated ego. Still...

"I'm here now," he tells you comfortingly, rubbing your back. "You're safe, okay? Nothing can hurt you now..."

That doesn't stop your tears, but it does provide you a little bit of peace. Riddle holds you for as long as you need without interruption--sometimes whispering whatever comforting nothings he can come up with, otherwise just sitting in silence and tracing random shapes into your back. Ruggie, Ortho and Grim don't bother you either--you can hear Ruggie quietly recapping everything that's happened to Grim, but otherwise, it seems like all five of you are taking a much-needed break.

"Hoho--what do we have here?"

You jump up and spin around to see a large group of ghosts--none that you had deceived earlier, but all of whom seem to recognize Riddle, Ruggie and Ortho.

"We must put a stop to these living!" One declares. From the corner of your eye, you see Riddle, Ruggie, Grim and Ortho preparing to fight--and though you're still weary from your unplanned breakdown, you do what you have to do.

"Wait, friends!"

You jump in the middle. The ghosts eye you with curiosity.

"These living are no longer a cause for concern. They've been possessed. It's the easiest way to get them to the boss," you explain, and then turn to look at your friends, hoping they'd play along. "We're now looking for other living so we can trick them into complying with us as well. Have you heard any news?"

"Are they really possessed?" One of the ghosts asks warily. You nod before you really think about it.

"Of course! See for yourself..."

You step aside. Riddle gives you a look, grins, and steps forward.

"These pathetic living had no idea what hit them!" He proclaims in a grand voice. "Now, if you care so much about what the boss wants, you'll go and find more living for us to wrangle in--do not engage, for those who are wandering the spectral realm are dangerous."

The ghosts hesitate.

"You heard the ghost! Go!" Ruggie barks. The ghosts nod and scatter, leaving the hyena cackling at their fear.

"That was genius, Prefect!" He exclaims.

Ortho tilts his head. "I'm confused. You are not possessed?"

"No, but it's a perfectly placed lie," Riddle smiles. "Now we have the ghosts on our side, and hopefully we can use this lie to meet up with the others." He turns to you. "You're brilliant, you know. I'm glad we found you."

You grin.

"All in the job description, sweetheart. I'm glad you found me too."

Ruggie:

Your first instinct upon seeing Ruggie is to run up to him, latch on and never let go.

After all, who knew survival better than the mischievous hyena himself? Everything about him--from the grin he's giving you know to the witty gleam in his eye--it feels safe.

"Okay," you tell the ghosts, eager to get them out of the way as soon as possible. You're so mentally focused on the familiar faces that you almost don't pay attention to what you're saying. "I'll get the ghos--the um, the mirror shards... I'll get the mirrors and... uh..."

"Are you sure you can do this?"

"What? Of course! I'm just thinking of a strategy," you bluff. "Look--come find me if you see other living. I've got this. Don't follow me so they don't get suspicious, okay? Bye-bye now."

You don't even wait to see if they disappear. Grim hops off to run to Riddle (no doubt finding solace in the unexpected power of the Teapot Tyrant™), leaving you entirely free to run straight into Ruggie's open arms.

"Well would you look at that," Ruggie snickers. "I came here to find treasure, but it looks like the treasure came to me."

You don't say anything. Ruggie holds you tightly, sure, but if it were a competition you'd no-doubt have him beat. You cling to him for dear life, finally feeling free to express the fear that's been suffocating you from the moment you woke up. Ruggie initially dismissed your shivering as a result of the cold Spectral Realm air, but since you've yet to speak he's starting to reconsider.

"Prefect?"

He's met with a soft sniffle. His heart drops.

"Hey... what's wrong?"

Ruggie gently steps away to get a look at you, eyes going wide at the way you immediately hide your face and start to tremble. Unwilling to watch this go on, he pulls you back into a hug, holding you even tighter. "Awe, hey--there there, you're safe now, I've got you. I'm right here..."

"What happened?" Riddle asks Grim. Grim--much like the rest of the group--is staring at you with a stunned expression.

"I don't know..."

"Scanning..." you hear Ortho hovering around you, a sound akin to a laptop fan whirring. "Scan complete. The prefect is experiencing extreme levels of fear accompanied by minor dehydration, an accelerated heart rate, a swelling glottis, acetylcholine production, simulated lachrymal glands..."

"Layman's?" Ruggie asks.

"Judging by the lachrymal glands, the prefect is crying," Riddle suggests. Ruggie scowls at them.

"Buncha know-it-alls..." He grumbles, running his fingers through your hair. He's suddenly aware of the feeling of tears, accompanied by muffled sniffles being muted by his shirt. "Awe, prefect..."

"Could your fear be on account of those ghosts that were following you?" Ortho asks. Upon the question, Riddle brightens.

"Oh yes!" He says, smacking a fist into his open palm. "You were talking with ghosts earlier! Ah... Grim, what happened?"

Obviously you aren't in the mood for questions. Still, upon hearing the chatter of your other two friends, you reluctantly pull away from Ruggie and wrap your arms tightly around yourself.

"I pretended to be possessed so they wouldn't attack us..." You mutter, feeling ashamed for your breakdown. "Grim, uh... Grim's a wonderful, powerful mage but... I didn't want him to have to fight off a bunch of those ghosts. Who knows how many would show up, so... and I... I'm magicless... I would have been useless..."

Ah.

"You must have been so afraid," Riddle sympathizes. You nod meekly.

"But man--who's surprised?" Ruggie says. Both you and Riddle look at him, not sure where he's going with this. "You know Prefect, there are some pretty brave punks back at the Sunset Savana--myself included--but I don't think I've met anyone with the courage and nerve that you have. I mean, you mouth off to Leona Kingscholar of all people! You not only got by, you got those ghosts to work for you!"

"Your point?" Riddle inquires. Ruggie rolls his eyes.

"Look Prefect--now that you're here, we've got your back. We're going to get out of this and we're gonna do it quickly. Sure we can handle a little ghost fight, but frankly I'm probably more relieved to have you here than you are. Not just because I missed you like crazy--though I did--but there's only one person I know who could've pulled a lie like that off, and that's you. You're amazing!"

You give Ruggie a reluctant smile. He pulls you in for one last hug.

"I don't blame you for being afraid--you did good, you got yourself and Grim here without even having to fight. You're amazing like that. But now... relax. We'll keep you safe, whether we have to use magic, violence or some good old-fashioned deceit to do it. Take all the time you need, and then we're gonna get out of here, okay?"

For the first time since you've woke up... everything does seem okay.

Ruggie holds you as long as you need. When you finally pull away he flashes you his signature grin, and you return it with just as much vigor. Finally you had yourself together again.

"Okay," you say. "Thank you Ruggie--thanks all of you. Now let's get the rest of our friends and get out of here. I'm not sure what's going on here, but I've got those ghosts looking for other living around here, so here's my plan..."

Floyd:

"Shrimpy!"

You flinch at the voice--not because Floyd is an unwelcome presence, but because the ghosts around you... they're giving you suspicious looks.

"Looks like they recognize this body..." you bluff. "Look--I'll figure this out. You go and find other living for me to trick. In the meanwhile, I'll lead these guys to the boss."

"You sure? If they recognize you then-"

"-then you better get out of here soon, lest they get suspicious," you tell the ghosts. "Go on--my friend and I got this."

The second the ghosts disappear, you feel long arms wrap around you and lift you in the air, squeezing tight.

"No fair!" Floyd complains. "I was hoping to have a little fun with your ghostie friends, Shrimpy!"

"Prefect!"

You turn your head. Ace runs up to you, looking incredibly relieved. Leona follows nonchalantly behind, grinning.

"Who's surprised the herbivore's still kickin'?" He grins. "What'd you do--annoy the ghosts out of attacking you?"

You feel yourself being placed back on the ground, and suddenly Floyd's spinning you around to face him, smiling brightly.

"I'm so happy you're here! These two suck--they're so boring and don't want to have any fun."

"To be fair," you mutter. "I'm not really wanting to have fun either..."

"What'd you say?"

You avoid eye contact. Floyd may not catch on right away, but your best friend does. Ace steps in front of you and tilts his head.

"Hey, what happened?"

You fully intend to explain everything as quickly and calmly as possible--after all, the last people you'd want to show weakness in front of are Leona and Floyd, the latter especially. As much as you care what they think, you can't help but let a single tear slip down your cheek, and it all comes flooding forward from there.

"Ace!"

You latch onto him, hoping to muffle your sobs from the two intimidating upperclassman. Ace pats you on the back, though to Grim he gives a look that screams 'help'.

"Oi dishrag," Leona nudges Grim with his foot. "What's the meaning of this?"

"What? Why are you asking me?"

"Y-You're not possessed, are you Prefect?" Ace asks, trying to pull you away long enough to look in your eye. Floyd huffs.

"Obviously not. A ghost wouldn't know who we are, Crabby."

As he says it, Floyd wraps his arms around you again, essentially stealing you from Ace and holding you tight.

"Poor little Shrimpy has probably been through sooooo much, haven't you? You poor, tiny, magicless little thing, all alone in the big scary spectral realm..."

"Yeah, maybe don't bring that up." Leona drawles. Floyd ignores the suggestion.

"Why not? They're here with us now. You know what that means, right Shrimpy? No ghost is gonna mess with you anymore, not unless they wanna die twice~"

"Tch. Duh." Leona huffs. Clearly the sight of you loosing your cool is getting to him.

Still... Floyd's right. You doubt any army of ghosts stands a chance against either Floyd or Leona, much less the two of them plus Ace and Grim. You relax a little, holding Floyd back just as tightly.

"I was just so scared..."

"That's a good thing Shrimpy! It means you're not an idiot," says Floyd.

"I wanna go home..."

"Why do that? You have me now--let's have lots of fun while we're here, okay?"

It's not the most sensitive sentence in the world, but... coming from Floyd, it makes a lot of sense. You are pretty safe in this group, and besides, you have one of your best friends and two of the most powerful mages in school right here with you. And a fire-cat.

Speaking of best friends...

"Wait, where's Deuce? Is he okay?" you ask suddenly, looking at Ace. Ace shakes his head, looking exhausted.

"He disappeared in the middle of the night. A lot happened prior to us coming here, you know. Students just vanished, and time froze--you were one of the disappearances too, Prefect. We were all really worried."

"But Deuce?"

"No sign of him so far."

"Well we have to find him!" You say determinedly. "When I woke up here, we figured out I had been possessed--maybe it's the same case for Deuce. Last I remember is getting ready for bed last night, I'm assuming I was possessed during my journey to this... Spectral Realm."

"So you know where we are?" Leona says, sounding impressed. "Shouldn't be surprised you figured it out, herbivore. You'll be a real thorn in the side of whoever decided to mess with us."

"You're right--I will," you decide. Fear dwindling, you're suddenly taken over by a strong sense of leadership--and even though you're surrounded by big personalities, you have no hesitation in telling them what to do. "We're getting Deuce back--and everyone else, for that matter. I'm glad it's you guys that I've found--there's no group that would be more capable of carrying this out. Listen, here's the plan..."

As you spell it out, Leona starts to laugh. You give him a look.

"Oh, don't mind me. The less I have to play the leader the better--there's no controlling Floyd here, he's been a pain since all this started."

"You guys are mean." Floyd says, though he doesn't seem the least bit guilty about his actions. "Why wouldn't I listen to Shrimpy?"

"You don't listen to anyone," Leona scoffs.

"Nah, I'll listen when it's interesting for me." Floyd grins. "Tell me your plan Shrimpy--I've got your back, just don't be boring, m'kay~?"

You feel him lean down and place a kiss on your cheek. You grin, now filled with newfound confidence.

"That's right. Let Operation Ghost Manipulation commence!"

Leona:

"Get away from the herbivore. Now."

There's no point in keeping up the act--the second he sees you, Leona's already among the circle of ghosts, magic blazing in his hands.

To Leona's surprise, the ghosts cackle, wish you luck and disappear. His magic fades away as Floyd and Ace catch up to you, but neither of them get to say hi before you have your arms wrapped around Leona, clinging for dear life.

"You're safe..."

"You were worried about me?" He smirks, running his hands through your hair. "Should I be insulted or flattered?"

"Whatever. I missed you."

Judging by the softness of your voice, something's definitely up with you. Leona doesn't mind holding you for a while, but he does tell Floyd and Ace to go away.

"Shove off. We'll catch up."

"Ha? Aha? No way. That's my best friend. I wanna know what's up," Ace demands. As if on cue, you let out a heartbreaking sob.

Leona raises an eyebrow. "Well Trappola?"

"Fine..." Ace mutters. "I'll give you a minute... C'mon Floyd."

"Nah~ this is more interesting! What's wrong little Shrimpy? You scared?"

You let out another sob, and Leona growls in Floyd's direction. The eel's attitude immediately sours, and he hunches his back as he skulks away.

"Whatever. Sea Lion's no fun..."

"Hmph," Leona huffs Once Floyd and Ace back up, you feel his hand on the top of your head. "Alright herbivore, you wanna talk about it?"

You sniff pitifully. "I wanna stop being thrown into dangerous situations with no magic, no help and no idea what's going on."

"Yeah, that's a drag..." You can hear the smirk in his voice. "You know what though? You're with us now. Most importantly, you're with me. The only 'danger' is the wrath that's gonna be directed at whoever think they can land a hand on you. Just stick with us and don't be scared, alright?"

You sniff again. He pats your head.

"There there herbivore..."

You let it all out. You're almost impressed that Floyd, Grim and Ace don't come back around to disturb you... and yet every time you glance around for them, you find them goofing off in the distance like a basketball club reunion. In the middle of the spectral realm. You're truly in the safest possible group, aren't you? Absolutely no fear...

"I'm impressed you're not taking a nap right now..." you joke pitifully. Leona laughs.

"Now that I've got my pillow back? Don't tempt me."

"It is pretty quiet in the Spectral Realm," you say lightheartedly. "Not too hot here either. I guess the only danger is the fact that all the undead are trying to take us to a mysterious boss."

"I wish they would. I've got a few things to say to the brat that had the audacity to kidnap my herbivore..."

"And Grim?"

He rolls his eyes. "And Grim. I guess."

"And probably others as well?"

"You know what? I can live with that."

"No you can't!" You laugh. Leona's grinning, and suddenly you're forgetting all your initial fear. You come back from your breakdown stronger than ever, and so with a rejuvenated mindset you pry yourself away from Leona and turn to Floyd, Ace and Grim, beckoning them over.

"You're alright!"

Ace pulls you into a hug, and Floyd groans behind you.

"Seriously? The longer Shrimpy's away from me, the harder I'm gonna squeeze 'em."

"Dude..." Ace pulls away, looks at Floyd with wide eyes, then turns to you. "Good luck."

Floyd gives you a hug too. Finally Grim gets comfortable back on your shoulders, and you turn to the three boys in front of you.

"Alright you three, here's my plan..."

"Who elected you leader?" Ace crosses his arms. You grin.

"Me."

Behind you, Leona grins as well. Floyd bounces on his feet, clearly excited by the prospect of you taking leadership. Finally, your best friend caves.

"Fair enough."

"The plan, then?"

"Right. So I was thinking..."

Hi *shows twst oc n runs away* ( featurimj a friends' oc )

She's another victim of the carriage she's another yuu sidekick n she's pink :333:3 ( yippee )

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.

Hi! I'd like to request a fic of Floyd and a reader who suffers from cuteness aggression, which causes them to randomly kiss all over Floyd's face and squeeze him back? Something cute! Thank you!!

SUMMARY: floyd is just too cute sometimes!! \(￣︶￣*\))

COMMENTS: @identity-theft-101 i think you would like this one <3

From pinching his cheeks to kissing all over his face to squeezing every part of him you can get your shrimpy hands on, Floyd never gets sick of you loving on him. He revels in it, embracing your love with a sharp toothed smile and a shrill giggle that sends shivers down the spines of everyone but the three most important people in his life.

He’ll jam his face towards you at any given moment and flash you one of his playful smiles, the one he knows will get you squealing and cooing and pinching his cheeks. He actively seeks out your attention, grabbing it from anyone else who may be in your general vicinity with a smug grin on his face.

This is a headcanon I’ve had for a while, but Floyd loves being referred to as little. It’s just so silly! He’s giant in and out of the water, with a muscular physique made for cutting through the ocean and snatching up fish, every feature made to be a predator, and yet here you are!

You coddle him and squish him, repeating over and over just how cute he is, whenever he laughs or tries something new or gets just a little grumpy. His shrill voice teasing you for being so affectionate only earns more praise from you.

Azul will find a way to maximize your “babying” of Floyd, mark my words. You’ll be brought into the lounge if it looks like he’s running out of steam or getting agitated, just so you can see him doing whatever and get all worked up about it.

Jade thinks it's amusing, to be honest. Especially when you coo and call his brother little. He knows it's not condescending, but he may pretend to be offended just to get a reaction out of you. Too bad for him, you know his game by now!

Floyd would adore a partner like this, someone so openly affectionate with him and proud to be around him. It would keep him on his toes and the praise would go straight to his head, what more could he want?

TAGLIST -> floyd's fishies . . . @cookiesandbiscuits @vivigoesinsane @identity-theft-101 @welcometomypersonalhell098 @dove-da-birb

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...

May I ask for some spicy headcanons for magishift and/or basketball club members and male reader, who has a lot of piercings all over his body? So, when they changed in the locker room, they saw his nipple piercings and the reader jokingly said, "Hey, I'll let you take a closer look after training, if you don't tell the teachers about it."

Yes you may and since I am an absolute sucker for the sports teams you get both sports teams.

Under cut because implied spice and male pronouns used upon request

Leona Kingscholar

He had seen the facial piercings you had before and while he respected the pain tolerance necessary for them he didn’t think much of them otherwise

Till he saw you in the locker room one day as you yanked your shirt off to show the bars in your nipples

Has a million questions he is too prideful to ask

A small part of his wonders how they would feel to roll around on his tongue but banishes it quickly, for once glad for the chance to run around the field and cool off his head

When you catch him staring and give him a wry smirk, his ears flatten a little in response to his embarrassment

“Easy there Kingscholar, I don’t mind letting you take a closer look after practice as long as you don’t let Vargas hear it.”

He has you pinned to the lockers in seconds, prompting the rest of the Magishift team to scramble out quickly

“Careful there herbavoir,” he taunts with a wicked smile as he grabs your face with one of his large hands. “Prey that doesn’t want to get caught shouldn’t taunt the predator.”

Ruggie Bucchi

For Ruggie, piercings tend to show money and status since it isn’t exactly cheap to get them done and doing them oneself can be dangerous in some of the areas you tend to have them

Needless to say you have his attention, if nothing else then to steal some of your jewelry to see if it was worth anything. But a fun time wouldn’t be something he said no to either

It isn’t until the two of you are the last getting ready for practice he saw them

Ruggie had been running late thanks to running errands for Leona, but you were usually late so he rarely saw you change

That was when he saw the nipple piercings and while Ruggie didn’t have a preference about them he definitely found it hot on you

That is until you catch him staring and smirk

“Hey there cutie don’t be shy, I’ll let you get a closer look after practice if you want. Just don’t tell Vargas ‘Kay?”

Ruggie can only give a signature laugh if response though if he is embarrassed or being cheeky you will never know

“As long as you can pay for my time Tom Cat I’ll meet you where ever you want.”

Epel Felmier

Thinks piercings are hot and no you will not change my mind on this headcanon

Probably wants a few of his own but Vil would kill him first, hence how you ended up on his radar

He had already been observing from a distance due to attraction and envy

Feels his knees go absolutely weak when he sees the nipple piercings

Really wants to know what else you have pierced

“Hey there Cutie Pie, wanna take a closer look after practice? You can get all personal as long as you don’t tell Vargas.”

Something in Epel flips as he saunters up to you, placing a hand on your chest and pushing you against the wall

“Don’t call me Cutie Pie again and I’ll consider it... Doll.”

It was a weak nickname but he is trying

Floyd Leech

Piercings arn’t super common in the coral sea because of how easy metal rusts so it was definitely something that caught his attention

However usually Jade or Azul was there to stop him from going up and getting into people’s personal space

They were not there when you walked into basketball practice and ripped your shirt off, showing off the shiny piercings you had on your nipples

“Hey Shrimpy what’s that doesn’t it hurt?”

He is already in your personal space poking and prodding at the piercings

“Easy there Floyd if you want a closer look you can do it after practice just don’t tell coach ok?” You manage as you stifle moans with heavy breaths

“Is that a promise, cause if it isn’t I’ll squeeze ya good.”

For some reason you hope that is a promise not a threat

Jamil Viper

He had seen them in the hall and barely batted an eyelash. Kalim had piercings after all and all kind of piercings and jewelry was popular and common place in the Land of Hot Sands

But seeing the metal through your nipple, that did something to him and he had no idea why

Maybe it was the rebellious nature of it he found attractive, the freedom of autonomy it represented but even in the locker room he couldn’t help but stare with sharp eyes

When you catch him looking he instantly drops his head in embarrassment and continues to change as quickly as possible

“Awe no need to be shy, I’ll let you take a closer look after practice if you don’t tell the coach.”

He is practically twitching in embarrassment before he has you pinned against the wall—his face caught between embarrassed rage and arousal. No other club members to save you as they had already cleared out.

“Watch that mouth of yours princey or I’ll put it to better use with that tongue piercing you think I didn’t notice.”

Ace Trappola

Also thinks piercings are cool but he personally wouldn’t get one. Would ruin the good boy appearance he uses to get away with everything

Still it won’t stop him from admiring the pieces of jewelry adoring you skin

To the point he is still staring at your nipple piercings as you strip for basketball practice

“You enjoying the view Trappola?” You ask playfully. Leaning against the wall

“How could I not with a view like that,” Ace fires back equally as cheeky

“If you want a closer look after practice as long as you don’t tell the coach,” You continue to play along with a wink

Ace laughs but a flush creeps up his cheeks from embarrassment of the images suddenly flooding his mind of you pinning him down and the feeling of metal against his skin

“Maybe if you can keep up in practice pretty boy,” Is the only taunt he manages to make back in response

GOOD TIME MY FELLOW FISH LIKER-

I HAVE COME TO YOUR FISH MARKET FOR MORE FISH!

Eels specifically.

CONSIDER!!! Eel Twin of your choice with an eel apologist.

Like Jade feeds someone a poisonous mushroom and they're like "Your fault for not being resistant to posion lmao" or [Reader holding Floyd's face gently] Someone: "HOW CAN YOH DO THAT?! THAT IS A FACE OF A KILLER!!!" [Offended dramatic gasp from reader] "FLOYD IS BABY!!! HE IS INNOCENT!!! THOSE PEOPLE OBVIOUSLY DIED ON PURPOSE!!" [Proceeds to coo and squish Floyd's face]

SUMMARY: Jade & Floyd with an "eel apologist."

WARNINGS: None!!

COMMENTS: literally me!! this was so fun to write C:<

When Jade offered you a dish with his prized mushrooms in it, he did not expect you to eat it. Everyone else at the table looked on in horror as you ate, savoring the dish. You finish the entire thing, look up at everyone staring, and huff out a harsh, “What?”

One of the student side eyes Jade before leaning in and whispering something to you. Jade is smiling just as serenely as he always is, never giving anything away, never concerned for others' opinions.

“Are you stupid?” you tilt your head, words blunt and piercing, “Jade would never do anything like that. The dish was good, and you’d know that if you just tried it.”

You both know Jade would absolutely do whatever that poor soul suggested, but you still turn to Jade with an apologetic smile. “Thanks for the meal, Jade. It was really good.” You get up and hug him, squeezing him tightly just like his brother.

Jade, having been given an opportunity to stare down the people you were sitting with without being caught by you, smirks. His grin is wide, taunting, and they shudder. You all should know better than to try and turn Jade’s precious little pearl on him.

“Shrimpyyyy!” is all you hear before your friends grab your arm and try to tug you down the hallway, fear in their eyes. You, however, stay rooted to the spot as you try to wiggle your arm out of their hold.

You don’t quite do it in time, but Floyd helps you. He scoops you up by your armpits and tears you away from your friends with a soft gasp. “Why were you guys crowding around Shrimpy like a school of minnows?” he hisses, and he does not sound happy.

“Floyd! how’s my favorite little moray doing?” you squash his face between your hands, kneading the skin. Your friends gasp in terror, but Floyd looks like he just won the grand prize for an event.

“Little moray?” he giggles, swinging you around, “Careful, Shrimpy. This little moray might just eat you alive.” Your friends gasp and shudder, looking scared for your life, but you just lean in close and rub your noses together.

“That’d be a good way to go out.” you giggle, smacking a kiss on the tip of his nose, “But you’d never do something like that!” Your friends are about to protest, but Floyd pulls you close and glares at them over your shoulder. Oh, you’re definitely not the one he’d eat alive.

Fishies

Intro: In your dreams, this eel merman loves to bother you the most.

Warnings: bad writing, awful grammar, Floyd is a warning in and of himself, mentions of homicide haha, reader is yuu, i dont think i followed the req very well my bad, u and floyd are like super totally normal besties i prommy ahaha no romance here nope no sir, not proofread im like super ded, the glitch text is funny to me, yandere floyd and reader if u like squint super hard

A/N: Updates are slowing down a lot, I know, I'm so so sorry. Unfortunately, my course and univ are kind of competitive, and as someone who hates studying, I've been forced to actually study. Gross, I know. This is for my 300 follower event, for @anonymousplant. I hope you like it.

Masterlist

You’re a pretty normal person, at least, you’d like to think so.

But starting from when you were 5 years old, you’ve had a permanent, recurring dream. You tell your parents of a rowdy merman that tends to linger in your subconscious: his sharp-toothed grin, his sparkly tail longer than his torso, his pretty fins that fluttered when you tried to touch them. They didn’t believe you when you said he really liked trying to squeeze you to death, though they comfort you when you break into their room in the middle of the night sobbing your little heart out.

Yeah, Floyd is an asshole.

That’s his name, or at least, what he told you. You’re not too inclined to debate him on that considering his fondness of wrapping his ridiculously long (and freakishly strong) tail around you, squeezing you at a moment’s notice.

You thank whatever deity is listening that you can breathe underwater in your dreams. He does not seem like the kind of guy who wouldn’t drown you. You know, for fun. Every night when you fall asleep, you ready yourself to meet with your imaginary friend (that’s what your parents called him, though you prefer the term imaginary acquaintance, at best).

“Shrimpy! You’re here, hehe~”

You look at him harshly with your arms crossed in front of your chest, “You’re never this happy to see me. What do you want, fishy?”

“Neh, shrimpy~” the sparkles in his two-colored irises bring about a sense of fear in you, “do you know what dreaming like this means?”

“That I made up a weird eel merman in my mind?”

“I’m not made up. Don’t be silly, shrimpy!” Floyd’s tail slithers in the water, coiling around your legs, “Jade and I learned about it yesterday. You’re my soulmate!”

Ten-year-old you woke up in a nervous start.

Ew!

Why would you ever, ever, be caught dead being with someone like Floyd?! He’s annoying, and a fish, and so if you got together you’d be a fish too! But you don’t want to be a fish!

Your parents are surprised to find you in a very snappy mood the following morning.

“You left so quick, shrimpy! You don’t wanna be my soulmate?”

You snatch an iridescent fish swimming by, turning it into a big plushie with your dream powers. “But you’re annoying,” you stick out your tongue, “so I don’t want to be your soulmate.”

“Eh…?”

You glance at Floyd. He doesn’t seem too happy with your words—in fact, his eyes are narrowed and he’s swimming slowly, closer and closer to you. “But I like you so much, shrimpy~” he says, but there’s no expression on his face. He’s so, so uncomfortably close that you need to lean back to avoid touching him, “you don’t get to choose your soulmate, y’know? So it’s not like you have a choice, hehe~ But if you really wanna be rid of me, I can always squeeze you ‘til your eyes pop! If you’re dead, you wouldn’t have a soulmate anymore. Shrimpy, aren’t I so nice?”

“You suck.”

You kick at the dream water and swim away from the giggling eel.

“Wanna play chase, shrimpy? Okay~”

He’s not too bad. At worst he’ll get cuteness aggression and suddenly wrap himself around you, but most times you’re just chatting endlessly with him about what he calls “weird human things”, and you pester him for details about “normal fish things”. He talks about his octopus friend that he refuses to call a friend, and how takoyaki is his favorite food in the same sentence. You talk about having to dissect a frog in science class which he found really funny somehow. He tells you about his twin brother and their shenanigans together. You tell him about how your parents, your friends—no one believes you when you say that Floyd’s real.

He says they’re lame.

You’ve learned to keep him a well-guarded secret lest your parents recommend a mental hospital again, but he must’ve stuck himself real close to your heart when he starts becoming inseparable from your mind.

He’s become a really good friend.

With Floyd, no moment is ever dull, even when you’re just sitting together on some dream-conjured rock, leaning on each other silently.

There is no second in a day in which you’re not thinking of him. Your favorite part of the day is going to sleep to see him each night, spending hours with his eccentric tendencies. The fish has become a very important part of your life.

(Your friends in school ask you who you like in a discussion about crushes. You ignore the fact that his name is on the tip of your tongue.)

He’s your best friend. There is no secret you can keep from him, because despite Floyd’s usual laissez-faire attitude, one change in your expression and he’s onto you. You’d thought you would go through your entire life with him as your constant, you really did.

On your sixteenth birthday, he’s gone.

Not that he disappeared, but rather, you can’t dream anymore. You wake up the next day with no memory of any dream, and it fills you with panic. Your stomach is churning like a void is forming inside—an integral part of yourself is missing and everything feels so, so wrong. You make your bed and head downstairs to eat breakfast. Your parents question your demeanor in concern for your well-being, and you force out a smile. You tell them you’re fine? There’s no need to worry them about the loss of your imaginary friend, right? You’re okay. Maybe this is the change you needed. You’ll be an adult soon, and you can’t dream of a weird eel merman forever.

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Where is he?

Where is F̸̛̛̛͇͉̳̝̫̹͒̏͒͊̐͜ͅļ̸̪͈̞̱͓̰̖͌̽̉̔̐̇̃̃̏ó̶̻̯̪̭̐͋̏͛͒̈́̇̽ͅy̶̟̳̬͉̙̖̫̙̻̑̏̌̔̇͂̋̌̕d̷̝͕̣͖̺̬̦̟̂͊͜?̶̧̛͕͎̼͔̈́̆ Ẅ̶̟̗́͠ͅh̶̦̞͚͙̣͛ỳ̴̢͓͓̗͔̗͓̀̉́͋͜͝ ̸̹́͐̿͛ī̵̡̛͎̪̭͉̫̋s̷̢͇͗̏̔͑̿́̚͜ ̵̡̟̄̀̈̆̎̓͝ͅh̵͕̓͂̍̀̔̊̏́ę̶̹̝̘̙̪̗͊̽ ̸̮̟̞͇̭͕̫́̆̀͑̓͗͜͠g̵̙̰̽̔̈́̃́̓̋̐o̸͚̱̟̳̘̦̖̊͐̓ñ̷̨͕͉͈̱̮̲̟ȅ̷͓͙?̴͖͎̳͚̟̲͚̂̔́̔͝͝

Why has he left you...?

Your vacation to your grandmother’s house does nothing to ease your worries (but if she ever heard you sobbing your heart out alone in your room, she never said anything about it).

There’s an old mirror in your bedroom in your grandmother’s house, owned by your late great grandparents. The floor length mirror is encased in an intricate gold frame, and it’s not too obvious until one night when you’d found yourself staring at it in a daze, but the reflection is off. It’s tinged with a layer of purple light, translucent and barely visible unless you pay attention. You try to sleep (it’s been evading you for three days, since the night of your birthday), cozy in your fluffy blankets and a blue unicorn onesie that your grandma had bought to try to cheer you up.

You’re woken by a bright light.

Careful, tiptoed steps lead you in front of the mirror. Your fingertips graze over its surface when a sudden force pulls you in—right in front of a crowd of a few hundred students.

So that was your first day in NRC.

You’d say it was nothing particularly remarkable considering everyone in this place has some sort of superpower, but to be honest, they think you’re so intriguing because you’re magicless. In their eyes that made you weak.

Helpless.

NRC is just filled to the brim with budding sadists.

Your first night in NRC goes a lot different.

It’s uncomfortable. The blankets and sheets are old and scratchy. The entire place is in disarray. It’s filthy and dusty and you’re sure you’re one step away from falling right through the floorboards because of how creaky they are. But tiredness makes for the best sleeping aid, and you’re prepared for another night of nothing.

You miss Floyd.

It’s a big shock when you’re met with your most beloved dreamscape instead of the void. Cold water that chills you to the bone, schools of colorful fish just passing by. There’s a long tail wrapped around a boulder, connected to a swaying half-human who’s blankly staring at the jellyfish. It’s all so familiar that your feet have acted before your brain has; you’re right next to him again.

(It’s where you should be.)

“Shrimpy!”

His voice is a welcome sound. His squeezing though, not so much.

“Floyd—ack! Ow ow ow!”

You almost swear you hear your ribs crack at some point with the way his tail and arms are putting pressure on it, but he only loosens his hold. He doesn’t let go.

You don’t mind that he doesn’t want to.

“Shrimpy’s so mean, why’d you gotta go no contact like that? It’s been so boring! I was super bummed, didn’t even wanna leave my room for that lame ceremony. Did you sleep when I was awake or somethin’?” he whines mournfully into your hair, “I thought… tsk, I told you soulmates aren’t changeable. Were you tryin’ to stop dreaming again?”

“No, the dreams just stopped,” you reply softly. It’s so oddly comforting to be in his arms, it makes you sleepy even in your sleep.

“Really?”

“Really.”

“You weren’t tryin’ to stop seeing me again?”

“I wasn’t. I promise.”

He hums, almost in relief.

(You don’t feel his lips gently, so gently, leaving a kiss on your neck where he’d buried his head. It’s so unlike him, but you make him act so weird.)

Grim wakes you up to look for breakfast in the cafeteria, and your time with your (platonic 💜) soulmate is over all too quickly. But something is stuck in your mind as you’re trudging through dimly lit halls with cat in tow. You knew the name Night Raven College rang a bell, but for it to be the very same school that Floyd had been ranting about for a year is just so unexpected.

(You’re finally in the same world.)

Then, is he here?

You didn’t manage to tell him about your most recent adventures last night. Maybe you should ask around and see if anyone can point you in the correct direction. At least, that was your original plan. Before an almost-burnt statue, a broken chandelier, two idiots who are actually really fun to hang out with, an abandoned mine with hostile ghosts…yeah. It takes you at least three more days before you remember to ask about Floyd in the school. You wanted it to be a surprise, so you kept it a secret from him. Though you probably should have expected that with all the mischief you’d gotten up to, your name was bound to reach his ears sooner or later.

“What the—?!”

“Ack!”

“Woah!”

Your first real meeting with Floyd starts with your cat and your friends being pushed to the ground in a pile.

“Shrimpy! You’re in my school! And you’re the funny student that’s been causing trouble? Now I’m annoyed I missed orientation for the freshies,” he does not hug any looser in his human form, “coulda’ seen you earlier. I coulda’ squeezed you earlier too~”

“Too tight, loosen up a bit please.”

“Okay~”

Ace and Deuce are looking up at you in shock with how casual you seem to be with him, but you pay their reactions no mind, only walking towards them with Floyd still wrapped around you, reaching out a hand to help them up.

(You don’t notice Floyd glower at the trio, or the way his hold tightens ever so slightly.)

They don’t take your hand, but you smile and introduce your best friend anyway. “Guys, this is Floyd. He and I have been in each other’s dreams since forever,” you pat Floyd’s arm that’s slung over your shoulder, “he says we’re soulmates but just ignore him, he’s kinda crazy. It’s probably some freak coincidence.”

“There you go again shrimpy, I thought we were over this? You still don’t believe me even now?”

“Soulmates don’t exist Floyd, don’t think about it too much. You know you’re still my best friend.”

(Ace and Deuce look at each other. Neither of them want to be the one to tell you—)

Soulmates are absolutely a thing.

And with the way that the big bad school bully, known for terrorizing at least half of the student population, is basically hanging off you, there was just no way that Floyd wasn’t completely and absolutely enamored by his cute, magicless little soulmate.

They should probably warn Grim that the eel merman wouldn’t be letting you sleep at Ramshackle tonight.

Or ever.

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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Octavinelle x Siren!Reader

Gender-neutral reader.

Azul Ashengrotto

Alright, so when he saw Jack Howl carrying you with a tail inside the Lounge, he let out a gasp of shock. He led the First Year to a moonpool that was within Octavinelle. You let out a gasp of bliss as you felt your scales being rehydrated by the water within the pool, a feeling that Azul knows all too well.

The cecaelia knows that sirens tend to lure in their prey by their voice, so he tries to leave as fast as he can. However, you started speaking to him almost immediately, inviting him to swim with you and that you would be so lonely and cold without his arms wrapped around you. The poor man was so red in the face and his heart was pounding against his ribcage.

You were promising kisses and a future together, which was all he wanted. He closed his eyes and saw the two of you living under the sea, a ring on your finger. It almost made him melt, but he knew that he could not give in. He pushed up his glasses and continued making his way back to the Lounge. However, the vision would not leave his mind.

Throughout the entire week, your singing voice had been ringing through his brain. His heart fluttered whenever he thought about answering your calls for him. On the 7th day, the calls became too much and he went to the moonpool where you currently resided. You were waiting for him.

Your calls continued, and Azul entered the water. His merform was the first thing you noticed, and you called it absolutely beautiful. Needless to say, he was lost in the sea that was your voice, and his tentacles wrapped themselves around your torso as he was further lost in the kiss you had given him.

Luckily for the two of you, this happened at 12:01 am, and thus Azul was safe from being trapped in your spell. However, you emerged from the water with suction cup marks all over your midsection. The poor octopus merman was so embarrassed, but you placed another kiss on his lips and reassured him that it was perfectly alright. 

Jade Leech

He took you from Jack’s arms, feeling quite possessive all of a sudden after seeing you in a tail in the wolf man’s arms. He could feel your scales drying out, so he made quick work of his feet and dumped you in one of the many moonpools within the Octavinelle dormitory.

As he turned to leave, you reached out and grabbed his arm before pleading with him not to leave. He smirked before teasing you and saying that you were not very smart if you thought that your siren speech would get to him. Well, spoiler alert: it did and now his heart is beating harder than a Looney Tunes character.

Azul had to make sure that he was alright before he let the tweel get back to work again. He proved sufficient enough, so he continued for the entirety of the week. But, the cecaelia could clearly see that Jade was gritting his teeth whenever he was speaking with a customer. This continued for the entirety of the week until he was given the weekend off to try and get out of your spell.

On the 7th day, the temptation became too much for Jade. Your singing has been running circles in his brain. So, he quietly exited his room and started making his way to you. He noticed that the moon seemed to be lighting the path so he can make his way to his beloved, and he took it as a green flag rather than a red one.

When he got to the moonpool, he immediately went into the water and started shifting into his mer-form. Almost immediately, he heard a whoosh in the water and knew that it was you. You swam up and wrapped your arms around his neck as you greeted him. It didn’t take long for the loving look in your eyes to both figuratively and literally drag him underwater as you gave him a kiss.

Fortunately, it was past midnight. The next day, Jade was only a tad upset that you no longer had your tail since that meant you wouldn’t be able to go swimming with each other the way that two mer-people would. However, he was glad that he was no longer under your spell. It would have been disastrous otherwise.

Floyd Leech

The second he saw you in Jack’s arms with a tail rather than two legs, his boring and dull day suddenly got much more interesting. This man was not paying attention to any warnings as he took you into his arms and carried you to the moonpools so your scales wouldn’t dry out. On the way there, he was stuck under your siren song.

As a result of this, he very much wanted to join you while you were swimming. He almost did, but Jade was there to drag his brother off and lock him in his dorm room. Floyd was struggling against his brother’s arms and yelling to let him go. Any struggle was in vain, as he was still stuck in his own room. The door was locked from the outside.

Azul and Jade tried to explain that the influence  your siren song had over him was dangerous, but Floyd was not listening. His heart was screaming at him to go see you, to kiss you. He just needed to be with you. For the entirety of the week, he would wrestle his boss or his brother in order to escape and get to you, but each time it has failed.

Now, in a haste to get the tweel locked away, they had forgotten about the window that was in Floyd’s room. To be fair, he had also forgotten about it until he realized that he had bedsheets and could climb down quickly because of a rope climbing exercise in Coach Vargas’ PE class. So, he did it and was now technically a fugitive.

This mofo ran as fast as he could to where you were swimming. His little shrimpy was just so cute with a tail! He joined you in the water and immediately wrapped his long tail around yours. You returned the tight embrace he had given you by placing the kiss he had been longing for upon his lips.

The next day, you were thanking the stars above that Floyd was just his usual level of clingy rather than stuck under the spell. He mourned the loss of your tail like it was its own separate person. Real tears were shed. You had to comfort him and say that you would go swimming with him soon to make him feel better. It worked, and he was back to his giddy self.

THE WAY I SCREAMED SO HARD READING THESE AAAAAAA 💥💥💥💥

FLOYD CRUSHING ON YOU 💜❤️🩷✨

❤️ — honestly speaking. Would treat you the same..on the surface

❤️ — he already treats you really well, regardless of your like friendship level, he is a genuine kind and decent guy (troll)

❤️ — helps you do things, hangs out with you, goes out to eat with you, do date things but not call them dates cuz he doesn’t realise you are more than friends.

❤️ — i think he can read others but not himself. Like he’s oblivious to his own emotions cuz he worries about others too much.

❤️ — I don’t think theres much change at first. At FIRST. When he firsts starts to like you he would subconsciously find himself looking at you more often, a lot of silent glances and soft smiles

❤️ — a little wave whenever you two make eye contact, little blush and a smile…they have such a..pretty smile~

❤️ - …oh no.

❤️ — would take him a bit to realise he has a crush on you, and when he DOES realise he’s like, goes overdrive.

❤️ — “OK. I have a crush on them. I have a CRUSH. on them…this is fine. Yeah- yeah i can manage. Hahahah- i can MANAGE-“

❤️ — he cannot manage (no duh)

❤️ — his rizz game is…a like 7 to 8? More unconsciously than intentionally??

❤️ — he would definetly try to seduce you through words of affirmation, i mean we know he’s good with his words (in more ways than one wink wonk)

❤️ — compliment you. Reassure you. Defend you.

❤️ — ANYTHING he can put his words on + make it about you, he is gonna do that.

❤️ — WILL REASSURE YOU AND HYPE YOU TO DANCE WITH HIM.

❤️ — whether its with an old brozone in the background or a romantic song, he will 100% love to dance with you, and will hype you up for it

❤️ — “come on! Even if you don’t think you’re good so what? Its just the two of us, let’s have some fun! I won’t judge you~”

❤️ — cute chuckles and smiles as he gently spins you to the song, his hand caressing yours as his free one lightly glides across your waist, will subconsciously search for your eyes once you face him again, naturally smiling at you as a blush goes through his cheeks, his hand intertwined in yours, your bodies close together as the song ends, your breaths a little breathless cuz of the dancing and laughing…his mind only focusing on you as nothing else matters anymore…

❤️ — DID WE JUST KISS??

❤️ — 0 to 100 in a MILLISECOND.

❤️ — will just stare at you wide eyed and a huge blush on his face as he tries to process what happened, hold his lips a little as his eyes just twinkle looking at you.

❤️ — will apologise once he goes back to reality like he has committed murder or something, probably will tear up cuz of the overload of emotions.

❤️ — “fuck- I’m sorry! Like I didn’t mean it- i did but I didn’t but i did- fuck i mean-“

❤️ — once you kiss him back to show its ok he doesn’t hesitate to just pull you close like you would disappear forever

❤️ — if your hands are on his chest while you kiss he will pull you in my the waist as if he is hugging you, his hands either on your back or wrapped around you as he leans forward a little more, making your back arch

❤️ — once you pull away his eyes are twinkling again and his face is definitely a little kiss drunk

❤️ — will kiss your face all over once you both confess your feelings to one another, spin you around a bit, all that jazz

❤️ — cute ass crush and an ever cuter lover — ❤️

Lets go floyd! Here it is 🤌✨

Hope you enjoyed and if ya want me to tag any of yall whenever i write fics lemme know 👇👇👇

Bye now👋

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Silly internet meme bozo

With octavinelle

Another silly crack fic because I say so

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Y/n: *sitting in monstro lounge with Floyd and Azul sitting across them playing a game*

Azul: *Looking frustrated because he's losing* Dont you fucking dare y/n!

Floyd: *giggling* Do it do it do it!

Azul: Don't encourage them!

Y/n: *Takes what Azul needs in the game* Hahaha Sucker!! L + Ratio, you've been Ben Shaprioed!

Floyd & Azul: *visable confusion* Huh?

Y/n: *Not looking up from the game* Just means you lost Azul.

Azul: *disappointed muttering to himself*

Floyd: *giggling hugging y/n* You're so silly Shrimpy!

Y/n: Am I the only one still playing?

Jade: *pats y/ns head* It would seem so.

Y/n: *looks up at jade* Wanna play?

Jade: *looks down at Y/n* I'm not sure, would I be 'Ben Shaperioed'?

Y/n: Only if you're bad at the game and I win

Jade: *joins them* Alright, lets play then.

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An: just a silly lil thing from an audio stuck in my head right now

THIS WAS SO FUCKING CUTE I WAS SCREAMING OML!!!! I LOVED IT SM!!!

I love the christmas event youre doing! I wanted to request floyd leech and gonna give him a shark plush (Listen i love sharks) Hobbies: I love writing, chatting with friends, swimming, and watching shows about the ocean (Like blue planet)

Personality: Kind, giving, excitable

Setting: The octavinelle dorm

Awwwww thanks! I'll do my best on this fic ✨️ Also, I'm debating changing your moot tag to sharkie🦈, would you be cool with that?

Christmas Secret Santa Event

gn!reader x Floyd Leech

: ̗̀➛ Scenario: Most of Octavinelle decided to stay in the dorm at NRC this Christmas and helped out to make a feast for dinner.

ೃ⁀➷ Just 💜

ೃ⁀➷ Reader isn't Yuu

ೃ⁀➷ Semi-proofread, please ignore any mistakes!

TW: None

You and Floyd did Secret Santa a bit differently (aka Floyd rigged the results somehow, you have no idea how). You both knew that you'd gotten each other obviously, so now comes the shopping process.

It took you longer than you'd thought to pick out something for him since you weren't sure what he would like. Obviously your first thought was shoes since you knew he liked them and also played basketball, which is the gift you almost got him until a squishy shark plushie caught your eye, and you immediately bought it.

While everyone else was in the lounge exchanging gifts and preparing Christmas dinner, Floyd pulled you into an empty corridor. "Sharky~ what did you get me, what did you get me?" He asked excitedly.

You laughed, holding out a neatly wrapped square present with a nice bow on the top. "I almost got you something else, but I thought you'd like this more." You said as he waited impatiently, almost like a child.

You handed him the present, which he grabbed vry eagerly. He tore open the paper and removed your gift. Cue a few moments pause and he figured out what it was. He got so excited that he squeezed you much harder than he meant to. It took a minute to regain your breath. "Awwwww, I love it, Sharky~!!" He said, the relased you and handed you a slightly messily wrapped present. You only had a second before he was pleading with you to open it.

"Go on, go on, open it!" He said loudly with a wide grin on his face. You took the present carefully, not sure ehat to expect, though you eventually opened the present and were delighted by what you saw. The present contained what resembled a snowglobe, but the structure inside was of the Atlantica Memorial Museum and instead of snow inside, there were tiny glowing beads.

"Awwwwww, thank you, Floyd!" You said, hugging him tightly while trying to not drop the gift. He hugged you back with his signature drawling laugh. "C'mon, Sharky, let's go put these in my room so we can go get some food!" Floyd said, putting the shark plushie under one arm and grabbing your hand with his other. You really had no choice but to follow him.

When you entered his room, he was evidently still very happy because he jumped onto his bed and squeezed the poor plushie to the point where it was so flat that it took a few seconds for it to regain its form. You deposited your snowglobe(?) onto his desk and sat down with him for a moment on the bed.

"Floyd, weren't we going to get food?" You asked amusedly. He frowned, still holding onto the shark plushie. "I don't want to now. I want to snuggle you and Sharky 2.0." He said, then lunged forward to pull you into a hug.

You accepted the hug with a knowing smile as he'd done similar things in the past. "It's time for my Christmas snuggles now." Floyd said, pretty much wrapping his entire body around you. You laughed. "Alright, fine."

You stayed there for about ten minutes before there was knocking on the door. "Floyd? Y/N? Are you in there?" You heard Jade's voice from behind the door. Floyd jumped up and ran to the door with his new shark plushie in hand as you took a moment to sit up. You laughed as Floyd began rambling about Sharky 2.0 and how cute it was but not as cute as you and how squishable it was. At first, Jade was utterly bewildered, but he retained a semi-formal composure, though his smile was very genuine.

"I'm glad you like your gift from Y/N, Floyd, but aren't you hungry? Most of dinner is ready and I'd hate for you to miss out on the good food." Jade interrupted Floyd's rant. Floyd pouted, but after he grabbed your hand and all but yanked you out of the room, he was all smiles. You noticed that he still had the plushie in his other hand and you smiled.

All throughout the feast and the rest of the Secret Santa exchanges, Floyd stuck to your side like glue and would tell anyone who would listen about Sharky 2.0. He also declared to you the your gift was the best of the exchange (you had luckily pulled him into the empty kitchen before he'd said this to get more food). In the end, it was a very good exchange and you made this eel boy's day. Yeah, just so you know, he's going to take Sharky 2.0 with him everywhere and basically the whole school is going to know about it by the time Christmas break is over.

Floyd requested that you put the snowglobe on your desk so you'd always see it when you walk into your room, which you obliged and now that is its permanent spot. At night, the glowing beads gave off the illusion of fish swimming in water when light hit the globe. He gets visibly much happier when he comes in your room and sees it.

I WAS SO EXCITED FOR THIS, I HAVE NO EXCUSE FOR WHY I FINISHED THIS SO FAST!! Also thank you for the ask! 💙 I hoped you enjoyedddd and obviously everyone else who read this too. First request of the event is done, I'm so fucking good lol/j but seriously I love that your suggestion was a shark plushie because it is so cute to imagine. Can someone with better artistic skills than me draw this and tag me in it? Like 🙏 P.L.E.A.S.E. 🥹

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Tagging artists I follow because I beg of thee, please for my sanity, draw them 😭🙌 @deezneezz @qwakque (if you don't want me to tag you in stuff like this, let me know please!!!)

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This here -> is my haato💓

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Boom no more haato

💓💞💕 for Floyd🥺

💕 - Their future goals in a relationship? How far do they want to take it?

Floyd legit doesn't know and doesn't really think about that either. If you don't change too much from the person he initially fell in love with, he'll gladly keep you around forever, he just doesn't actively think about it. Floyd is very much a "live in the moment" kind of guy but if you ask him he'd totally say "You're mine, koebi-chan. You stay with me." with a happy smile on his face. Generally Floyd just kinda....rolls with a lot of things. Want to marry him? Why not. Want to have children with him? Sure, he'd love them and care for them well, whether they're adopted or not. Moving in together? Why not. None of these? Also okay. Floyd sure as hell isn't the easiest person to deal with for everyone out there but he definitely won't have a hard time adjusting to your plans and wishes.

💞 - How do you win their heart?

Hang around him a lot. Get excited with him. Join him in whatever chaotic ideas he has. Give him affection. Show genuine interest in the things he has to say or wants to do. That should do it. Floyd's a wild card and oftentimes people dismiss them, sometimes for valid reasons, but if you don't do that I think he'd be drawn to you.

💓 - How do they act when they realize they’re in love/have a crush?

Oh god Floyd would be so clingy help shdjxjsjf. Lots of hugs.

Azul: Floyd please let go of the customer.

Asks you if he can squeeze you. Gets super excited when you see by. Even more excited when you stop by Mostro Lounge specifically for him. Jade is the one who tells him he has a crush on you.

Jade: Floyd I think you love y/n.

Floyd: I DO???

Floyd, thinking:

Floyd: You're right, I do!

Next time he sees you he just straight up tells you like,,,,,, "I realized something" and you're like: ???

And then he just hugs you and goes "I'm in love with you!" Floyd has no nervousness in his soul for stuff like this. He notices he likes you so he has to tell you about his realization. Makes it fairly uncomplicated tbh

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I was sick just a few days ago and I’m slightly better now, and this is just what I needed, an adorable sick fic with the Merman hotties🥰🥰🥰🥰 Great job @treysimp

i’m sick as a dog rn (i think it’s just a cold but it’s got me DOWN) and was wondering if you could do headcanons of either the second or third years taking care of a sick reader 😭

Aww! Me too lovely! Self-indulgence coming right up! 🛎🍳

Taking Care of You When You're Sick 🤧(GN!Reader/Octavinelle: Azul, Floyd, Jade)

Rating: G

Tags: Reader’s body not described nor are pronouns used, fluff, reader has a cold, Floyd says something suggestive but nothing actually happens haha, implied pining.

Words: 2k

Author’s notes: I ended up writing a short story rather than headcanons, whoops? Snipped it to just the Octotrio due to the length, haha. I just came down with a cold too, (as if just having recovered from surgery wasn't enough lol) so we can both project onto some cute fish boys to drown our sorrows together. 😖

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Azul Ashengrotto:

He has no idea what to do (affectionate). Azul will notice your absence from daily activities fairly quickly. He had the schedules memorized of the more ah... let's call them 'notable' students, and that includes you. Grim had been attending classes, but if anyone asked him where you were he would just say something about him 'not being your babysitter'. This was technically correct because you were in fact, Grim's babysitter, but it wasn't worth the breath one would waste arguing with him.

By overhearing the conversation between some of your socially impaired first-year groupies, it appeared you were sick. This bothered him greatly. Humans were much more susceptible to disease than mermen and pathetic as it was, he felt a tinge of charity pull at his heart upon hearing that you were ill. He supposed that he could visit.

Armed with a ‘how to take care of a sick human’ article on his phone, a reusable bag, and a full wallet, he raided Sam’s shop for all of the things that are supposed to make even the frailest of humans feel better. He debated calling in Jade and Floyd for their assistance in taking care of you, but he decided the snide comments of the twins weren’t worth the possible benefits. If you want a job done right, you have to do it yourself after all. Armed with soup, tissues, multiple types of medicine, and hot and cold patches, Azul makes his way to Ramshackle.

He knocks, but no response. He supposed he should have guessed as much, it’s not like the ghosts would answer and Grim is doing whatever that fiery tanuki does on the daily.

“Prefect?” He called, pushing on the doorknob to find it unlocked. With a shrug he traipses inside, scanning around the lounge, the bathroom, and the kitchen. It was beaten to hell, but there was a charm to the small things you had littered around the place to make it feel like home. A tied rag potholder here, a stained apron there, he felt a small smile spread across his face. Cute. Terribly kitsch and with no sense of room appeal, but cute.

A floorboard creaked upstairs, and he figured that was where you might be. Azul headed up the stairs and softly called your name, hearing a loud ‘BWUH’ come behind a door that he assumed was yours. Knocking softly, he called out to you again.

“May I come in?” He asked, plastering on his proper salesman face. You so owed him for this display of goodwill.

“A-Azul? Uh, yeah.” You called, voice audibly hoarse and nasally.

Azul swept into your room and set down his bag of goods, sweeping over your room curiously for information. It was the cleanest room in the whole house, but that was like saying that you got second place out of three entries. There were your books and schoolwork, some knickknacks and souvenirs that your friends had undoubtedly given you, but it was otherwise quite bare. As to be expected, he supposed. After a moment of silence, his eyes finally fell on you. Your eyes were red and glassy, your lips chapped, and you were covered in goosebumps. He felt his heart skip a beat.

Wait, what…?

Azul slapped his hand to his chest instinctually, surprised at the sudden feeling that was washing over him. On the other hand, you looked at him with ever-increasing skepticism.

“How can I help you Azul?” You rasp, eyes flicking between his face and the bag that he had dropped on your floor. Azul looked a little flushed. Was it hot in here? Your fever was making it difficult to tell.

“I just ah…” Azul began, his pulse fluttering as he looked for a good explanation. “I just wanted to…”

Your brow was raised amusedly. How often did anyone get to see Azul of all people be at a loss for words?

“I just wanted to make sure that someone had thought to take care of you… since you’re alone here, and all.” He finished, the flush on his cheekbones darkening. He thought back to the times that his family had taken care of him when he was sick, and also the times that they hadn’t. The times that he was alone. And you, you were always that alone, weren’t you?

“Please allow me to help you… on the house.” He finished, eyes looking anywhere but at you.

“I see.” You say. You eye his bag, his expression, the way his hair was windswept in an uncharacteristic way, “Thank you, Azul.”

“You’re… very welcome.”

Floyd Leech:

He has no idea what to do (insult). Azul had returned from Ramshackle earlier that day in an uncharacteristically spacey mood, and he had a suspicion that it had something to do with you. Telling Jade that he was heading out, he walked to the decrepit building. Opening the door without knocking, he saw that one of Azul’s bags was on the table. Huh.

Rifling through the contents, he found supplies for human colds. Putting two and two together, his face curled into a smirk.

“Azul is making shrimp scampi, huh?” He giggled, cracking himself up with his joke. The soup was chicken noodle, but you had to work with the material you were given. Waltzing his way upstairs to your room, he slammed the door open, which woke you up with a start.

“W-what? Floyd?” You yelled, holding your blanket to your chest in surprise.

There was a slight sliver of skin exposed from the buttons of your pajama top had come loose. Floyd’s eyes flicked to your slipping collar and then back to your face, giggling while he strode forward, flopping to a seat next to you.

“Shrimpy, what is it about you, huh?” He asks, getting dangerously close to your face as his eyes scan for any microexpression that might give away your secret.

“You’re just so… different, aren’t you?” He asked, trailing a finger down the line between your ribs. You frowned and slapped his hand away.

“Floyd, I’m too tired for your weird teasing, okay? Get away, I don’t want to get you sick too.” You chide, trying to push him to his feet and off of your bed with your germy self.

Floyd clicked his tongue, “Aww, don’t be like that. Idiots don’t get colds you know? I’ll be fine.” He said with a grin, the low light sparkling off of his pointed teeth.

You frowned. You highly doubted that but you also knew so little about mermen that he might be right? Ugh, why was everything so confusing?

“Aww, your face is so cute.” Floyd cooed, squishing your cheeks like dough. “Should I sleep here with you? Will that make you feel better?” He asked, getting uncomfortably close again.

“Flowyed, stut upf.” You whined, words muffled by Floyd’s vice grip on your face.

“Fish are cold-blooded, you know? I’d be like an ice pack for your feverish ‘Lil head.” He continued, seemingly convincing himself more than you about why this was such a good idea.

“If you’re really good, we can snuggle naked?”

“FLOYD!”

“Fine, fine, you’re no fun,” Floyd sighed, finally standing up and walking towards your hall. He looked over his shoulder at you as he was closing the door, a mischievous sparkle in his eye.

“I’ll come to sleep with you when you’re well instead. Later!” He cackled, slamming the door shut to shield himself from the pillow you had tried to lob directly at your face.

Feeling even warmer than you had a minute ago, you collapsed in a huff and yelled into your pillow in frustration.

This freaking eel was going to kill you.

Jade Leech:

Something was apparently in the air today, because both Azul and Floyd had gone to visit the Ramshackle Prefect. Jade had to admit that he was quite fond of them, their naïveté about the world they had found themself in was quite entertaining to watch, especially as it pertained to non-humans such as himself. One day they had taken multiple hours to quiz him about merpeople, their food, their culture, and even their anatomy. Jade had offered a “demonstration” on the anatomy portion, but they had sadly refused his kindness. A pity.

Both Azul and his brother had returned with significant mood changes. Azul had returned in a strangely introspective mood, staring dazedly out the windows with his brows knit in thought and then locking himself in his office for the last few hours, clearly wrapped up in some sort of project.

On the other hand, while Floyd was similarly distracted, he seemed quite frustrated. He was being fairly active on campus, running around in search of stimulation. Jade recognized this as being one of Floyd’s many coping mechanisms when he was actively trying to distract himself. How very interesting.

Walking up to Ramshackle, Jade was distracted by the thought of how the gloomy and decrepit building could be well utilized as a greenhouse for some tricky plants he had hoped to cultivate. He filed away that thought for later, perhaps the Prefect would be willing to trade him some growing space in one of the spare rooms at a later date. He would just need to think of something that they wanted enough to give it to him. Well, he was here anyway, might as well try and find out.

Entering the charming hovel of the entryway, Jade notices the Prefect’s shoes discarded next to the doorway. He certainly did not trust the floor enough to do the same.

Walking up the stairs, Jade decided that the best bet would be simply to beeline to the Prefect. He had brought his mushroom risotto along with him, thinking that you might appreciate a home-cooked meal when you were ill. The feedback he had received upon serving it in the cafeteria was quite positive from the other humans, so he was about 70% sure this particular species of fungi was not lethal to your species. Well, the ones from here at least. That is what the other 30% is for.

Rapping his knuckles lightly on the door, he heard a quiet ‘come in’ from inside the room. Jade turned the knob and let himself inside, holding up the thermos with risotto in one hand and one with peppermint tea in another.

“I apologize for the intrusion.”

“Jade?” You ask, “Wow, I think I’ve had more visitors from Octinavelle today than when you all tried to steal this place.” You graveled, weak cough shaking your body as you laugh.

Jade gives you a warm, genuine smile. His face crumples into a melodic laugh, a real one, and he covers his face to stifle the sound.

“Well, the location is still quite ideal if you ever change your mind.” He says, stepping forward to place the food he brought on your nightstand. “Food and drink, I get the feeling that you might not make some otherwise.”

You look wide-eyed at the two containers, carefully picking them up and unscrewing the caps to see the contents. Through your stuffed-up nose you could smell a hint of mint, and the risotto looked decadently buttery.

You looked to Jade, and he motioned to the attached cutlery. Taking a wary bite, your mouth was met with something both delicious, hearty, and oddly familiar. Had you had this before? Your heart skipped a beat at how tender this moment felt. Jade’s eyes looked lidded and fond while tears threatened to well up in the corners of your eyes.

“I-I really needed this, I think.” You say, your ‘D’s sounded like ‘B’s due to your stuffy nose. “Thank you very much, Jade.”

Jade nods, looking pleased. You continue eating your fill and then allow Jade to gather his dishes, promising that he will come again soon with another dish. You were fairly excited at the prospect.

Jade pauses for a moment at the door, seemingly in thought. He returns to your side, but before you can question him, you feel a warm peck at your forehead.

“Feel better.”

Jade leaves as fast as he came in. You sit there flustered and confused.

Is this just a merman thing or what?

Pray for me! I hate phlegm with my entire body, I want to die and to kill at the same time. Why hast mine own body forsaken me?

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How Do You Cheer Up/Apologize To Them After Making Them Upset - Floyd Leech

"Jade, have you seen Floyd?" You were sitting at Mostro Lounge, in one of the bar stools, as Jade was polishing some glasses. "Unfortunately he is not in at the moment, he said he wasn't feeling well today." Jade said, with a worried expression on his face. Sighing, you knew for a fact Floyd wasn't sick, but upset from your little fight yesterday.

**Flashback** Floyd was being himself as always, calling you silly nicknames and distracting you from doing your work. It got to the point you finally snapped and told him to go away because he was being annoying. Floyd stayed quiet and he left the room, with a frown on his face. You were glad he left you alone but you felt a pang of guilt, as realized what you said to him. You tried looking for him to apologize, but you had no luck.

Back to the present, you looked at Jade and asked him, if it was possible for you to go see Floyd. Jade advised against it since if Floyd was really sick, he probably didn't want to see anybody or run the risk of getting someone like you sick, but Jade could see that you wouldn't take no for an answer, so he instructed you where Floyd's room was in Octavinelle. Thanking Jade, you got up from the booth and left Monstro Lounge and made your way over to Floyd's room, finally reaching the door that had a sign on it saying "FLOYD LEECH". Knocking on the door, you called for Floyd, but you got no response. After about a few minutes, you decided to make your way inside his room. "Floyd? Are you here?" You took in the sight of his room, which was in disarray with clothes scattered on the floor and the bed was unmade. You looked all over, but saw no Floyd, so you assumed he had stepped out. Turning your head, you heard the sound of water running coming from the door on the left, most likely the bathroom. You walked closer and peeked inside, finding Floyd. He was in his merman form, laying inside the filled bathtub as the water continued to pour from the faucet into the tub, water overflowing and leaking on to the floor. His head was leaning back and his eyes appeared to be closed, appearing to be sleeping inside the tub. "FLOYD!" You yelled as you ran towards Floyd, turning off the faucet to the tub, and touched Floyd's cheek, making sure he was ok. Floyd's eyes slowly opened and he turned his head to look at you, with a blank expression, eyes dull and lifeless. "Hm? Shrimpy-chan? Why are you here?" You looked at Floyd with a sad expression, and you softly began to cry, "Jade told me you was staying in your room, and so I came to see you." Floyd turned his head away from you and started to speak, "didn't you tell me to go away? That I was annoying?" You grabbed Floyd's head and turned it back towards you, "I did say that, but I felt horrible, and so I went out to find you yesterday, but I couldn't find you anywhere. Gomenasai, Floyd. I didn't mean what I said. You are not annoying and I didn't want you to go away, I care about you."

Floyd stared at you, and then he smiled his famous sharped-tooth smile. "Awww~. You care about me Shrimpy-chan?" Floyd continued to smile at you, and you couldn't help but smile back, having missed his smile so much. "Well since you are here now, Care to join me~? Floyd's eel tail began to wrap around your waist and he pulled you towards him, landing in the tub with a splash and your body on top of Floyd's. "AHH-WAIT! FLOYD! YOU'RE NAKED AND I'M STILL IN MY DORM CLOTHES! You tried to get out from the tub, but Floyd had wrapped his tail and arms around you, giving you his famous squeeze hugs. "Ehehe~ Don't worry, Shrimpy. It's fine." Floyd hugged you tighter and placed his head on top of yours, while your face was pressed against his chest, listening to his heartbeat. Realizing he wasn't planning on letting you go, you decided to relax and stay in his embrace while continuing to listen to his heartbeat. The water inside the tub was freezing cold, but the arms and tail that were wrapped around you were keeping you warm. You slowly realized that Floyd's hugs were always warm and comforting, as you wrapped your arms around Floyd, squeezing him back as both of you laid inside the water-filled tub.

(𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝐹𝑙𝑜𝑦𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑢𝑏, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑝 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒↑. (𝐶𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 @ 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑖_𝑚𝑠𝑟 𝑜𝑛 𝑇𝑤𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟).

Watching Horror Movie with Floyd

Its time for the chaotic characters this time. We all know how crazy and silly it would be to watch a horror movie with Floyd , so I'm writing for him this time. I will not use the movie Jaws for Floyd however, that movie choice has been used too much with him and I prefer something different for him. Enjoy! :)

Floyd Leech🦐 + Scream😱

🦐Heading to Mostro Lounge, you were looking for a particular Eel, as you had planned something for the both of you tonight. Looking from side to side, you saw Jade serving customers, but you didn't see his brother, Floyd. "Boo~", someone had said that behind you, making you jump, as you turned to see who it was.

🦐You realized it was Floyd, showing you his bright sharp-tooth smile, while laughing at your reaction. "FLOYD! that wasn't funny," you said as while punching his arm. "Ah gomenasai, Shrimpy-chan~ Your reactions are always so cute." He said that, as he bent down a bit to get closer to your face, while poking your cheek with his finger. Remembering what you wanting to ask him, you told Floyd that you were planning a horror movie night at your dorm, and wanted him to come over.

🦐The smile on Floyd's face got wider, as he jumped towards you, pulling you into his famous squeeze hugs. He was ecstatic that you were inviting him over for a fun night. Rocking you side to side, he said yes to your invitation. After about a few minutes of squeezing, Floyd finally let you go, saying he had to tend to the lounge, despite him not wanting to, but he rather get work done then deal with an angry Azul. Nodding your head, you reminded Floyd to head to your dorm around 8 pm, and to wear his pajamas. Floyd smiled and said okay, ruffling your hair before walking away.

🦐Later in the evening, you were busy setting up the living room with blankets and candles. The table was scattered with a variety of junk food, ranging from gummy worms to shrimp chips. You also prepared some takoyaki for Floyd since it was his favorite.

🦐Rapid banging could be heard from the door, so you rushed over there quickly. Upon opening the door, you see Floyd standing with a wide smile, dressed in a shark blanket. Laughter erupted from your mouth as you couldn't handle how silly and cute Floyd was. Floyd was a bit annoyed that you were laughing at him, but he calmed down when you told him that it was because he looked very cute.

🦐The both of you headed towards the living room, as you headed towards the TV to place the video in while Floyd ran towards the couch and plopped on it. "Ne, Shrimpy-chan~ What movie are we watching?" said Floyd, as he started grabbing snacks from the table. Walking to the couch, you sat next to Floyd, explaining to him that the movie was a very popular horror movie from your world. Getting comfortable on the couch, you laid back while also grabbing the takoyaki from the table and handing it to Floyd. Smiling, Floyd grabbed it, and laid his head on your lap, placing the food on his belly.

🦐Couple minutes into the movie, your whole body was shaking from how much Floyd was laughing when on your lap as the death scenes were too comedic for him. His favorite character was Stu as he was just as silly as he was. Floyd did get quiet during certain moments when the scenes changed in the movie, almost like he was interested in how different your world looked compared to his.

🦐The next scene started playing where it got to the main character discovering who the villains were in the movie, her boyfriend and Stu, and what their motives were for killing. "The boyfriend needs to die", Floyd said, as he gazed at the screen with an angry face, most likely not agreeing with his reasoning for killing all the characters and the main. "I agree with you," as you placed your hand on his head.

🦐Both you and Floyd jumped in fright, at the "one last scare" scene, then relaxed as Sidney defeated the boyfriend. Credits started to roll on the TV, as you grabbed the remote and turned it off. You looked down at Floyd and asked him if he enjoyed the movie. Floyd nodded, as he got up from your lap and stretched, making some of his bones crack.

🦐Looking back at the clock, you realized how late it had gotten, and that it was time to head to bed. You were about to tell Floyd that he could take the bed and you can sleep on the couch, but Floyd had lifted you up bridal-style and started heading to the bedroom.

🦐"Ehe~ Shrimp-chan~ This is a sleepover, so that means we have to sleep on the same bed together righttttt?", Floyd said and leaned closer to your face, making your face flushed. Entering your room, Floyd placed you on the bed and covered you with the blanket, then ran towards the light switch to shut the lights off. He then ran back to the end of the bed, and wiggled his way under the sheets, positioning his body on top of yours. Realizing what he was doing, you moved to push him away, but he moved his body closer, to where his face was right above yours, and your hands were pinned against the bed.

🦐"Hehe, what's wrong? Feeling shy~?", Floyd smirked at you, and leaned his face closer to the point your lips were almost touching. Wiggling around, you told Floyd to stop teasing you, blush reaching up to your ears as you tried to hid your face on the pillow. He removed one of his hands, and placed it on your cheek, turning your face back towards his.

🦐His smirk was gone, but it was replaced with a simple smile, and his eyes were gazing straight into yours, almost as if he could see into you. "I enjoy moments like this with you. Almost feels like we are a couple." Floyd said, as he continued to to gaze at you sweetly.

🦐Your eyes widen in shocked, as you took in what Floyd just said. "Us? A Couple?!", you thought to yourself as you were still trying to process his words. After some thinking, you slowly realized that you did have feelings for Floyd, romantically, and you would love being a couple. Moving your hand and placing it on his cheek, you told him that you both could be a couple, if he wanted to be that is.

🦐Floyd's eyes widen at what you said, but they went back to normal, gazing at you lovingly. He leaned his face closer, pressing his lips against yours, signifying to you that his answer was yes.

I wasn't expecting something like this, but I really loved it!!!

I just keep thinking about how beautiful he would look with pink nails

Floyd Leech x gn!reader READER IS NOT YUU/MC OK GUYS i finally got an idea :) soso- you know these couples who'd do each others nails, or one does for both? THIS is my idea. i also think itll be good that its gel polish cuz i do that so its easier for me :) alsooo i promised to tag @night-dream3r this is my first time tagging hope i did this right-

As everyone would have guessed Floyd's nails were in a dire situation. One nail being too long on one hand, and two other long nails on the other. A nail that would be too pointy and sharp while the one right next too it would be the complete opposite. So as Floyd Leech's partner for life you took it upon yourself to help him out!

Ever since he saw your pretty nails and the ones you have done for your friends he had to 'book an appointment', not that it actually is one. Every month, and sometimes in a few weeks(tots not cuz he breaks 'em and such, by accident), you and Floyd would have a date like the one you are on today, where you do his nails as he talks about all kind of different things.

As Floyd was talking about a particularly annoying thing that happened to him you were getting out the color you'll put other the coat that has already been under the lamp, a color you remember he once said would "give me a totally new look!"

You pull out..the pink.

"heeey you remembered I once said I wanted to try this one!" he gives you his goofy smile you adore so much, "well I think a 'new look' would definitely spice some things up in your 'boring' life, as you'd like to say." You move your eyes to focus on the small brush that comes out of the pink bottle and start to paint your boyfriend's nails in a pastel pink.

Stroke after stroke you paint each nail in careful manner while Floyd would sometimes stop talking and do something with his open hand. Once you are done you start to pack your items only to be stopped by Floyd's hand. "What's up?" "I don't want this color anymore.. Do them again!" by his face you can tell he isn't kidding, but that change of facial expression at the end makes you think it might be something else...

Could it be that Floyd is trying to make you stay a little longer....?

Merfolk Courting Rituals | TWST

Octavinelle Dorm X Reader

Azul X Reader, Jade X Reader, Floyd X Reader,

---- Merfolk typically have instinctual ways they begin 'courting' or a relationship, in the deep sea you need to be sure of your partner after all. (Non-Human courting rituals part 2/3)

Savanaclaw Ver. | Diasomnia Ver.

Floyd:

It was spring when it happened. Almost summer. The days we’re warming up and everyone was suffering a bit for it.

Usually, you would be able to go about your business alone, or perhaps with the company of Grim if he felt like it. Today however, a certain eel was towering over your shoulder. “Shrimpy~” he’d giggle, a shiver was sent down your spin at his voice.

You slowly turned around. “A-ah? Hey Floyd…” you smiled warily. You usually, like most people in school, avoided the eel like the plague. He flashed his sharp teeth at you and extended his hand, the other one in his pocket in a more relaxed manner then your posture.

“A tooth…?” You squinted at the item, it was pointy: like his own teeth.

Realistically, you didn’t really wanna hold this. Not that you’d tell him that. You glanced up at him again and saw those same teeth, not a single one out of place. “Do ya like it?~”

He leaned closer to your face, his eyes widened ever so slightly in a more intimidating manner. Clearly his lack of personal space had never changed. “Um… yes! I do…?!” You were quick to awnser back.

Pleased with himself, he giggled loudly and walked away.

What was that about?

After that he’d keep approaching you with odd gifts… at one point he presented you with the largest pearl you’ve ever laid your eyes on and then the next day he gifted you with a handful of beautiful scales.

You dreaded to think about the poor mer behind that gift…

Either way, this was suspicious, right? When Floyd leech approached you, you either run away or get squeezed, why were you getting gifts? It also didn’t help your relationship with the Housewarden of Heartslabyul, who now avoids you like the plague.

Seriously, when you walk into a room Riddle happened to be in, he jumps up and leaves immediate- sometimes even running away like you were his tormentor instead of Floyd!

You’d also noticed that Floyd would yawn more around you… You didn’t think you were boring either because he wouldn’t be around you if you were boring to begin with! “Are you getting enough sleep?”

“Eh? Shrimpy doesn’t like me?” Floyd pouted, You noticed him glance at your mouth breifly. “Shrimpy~ that’s rude.” He’d whine louder, a darker look in his eyes than usual. You had no clue if you had offended him or not that time…

Another time was this happened. It actually happened far more often than you would think or enjoy.

“Shrimpy~” he’d say repeatedly to annoy you while you walked around school. Like when a sibling kept poking at you and claiming they weren’t touching you, but he had his hands behind his head as he followed behind you a bored expression on his face. He had been hanging around you more.

Sadly that meant your friends were less likely to approach you. And if they did it was because they neglected to see the towering eel boy.

“My, My, Floyd had taken quite a liking to you.” Jade stated offhandedly one day. You were at the Mostro Lounge (Azul was tired of Floyd skipping work and offered you free meals to hang out so Floyd would get back to work.)

You glanced at the Eel with a confused look. “What do you mean?” He simply looked down at the small necklace you had made with Floyd’s… gifts of a tooth and scales. I’m your defense they made very nice jewelry. Was it a bit messed up to be wearing some students scale and possibly their tooth? Perhaps… but you were poor and wanted something nice to wear.

With the same odd mysterious smile, Jade was off to serve the next costumer.

So you took it upon yourself to figure out what that meant!

First you went asking around Octavinelle. This was a bad idea because most students avoid you like you were Floyd.

Thankfully you managed to corner one, A trembling student you was glancing behind and around you the whole while you talked to him. "So?" You finally asked, a hand on your hip.

"Uh... What? C-could you repeat the question...?" He finally looked to you.

"Whats up with Floyd!" You finally snapped a bit, with a groan and a small eyeroll you glared at the smallfry.

"A-aren't you his...?"

"What on earth does that mean..." You groaned in annoyance too yourself. You were still, very, extremely lost.

Jade:

Whatever do you mean? You started courting him first if he wasn’t mistaken.

It was a Monday afternoon during autumn you believed, when he was serving you in the Mostro Lounge while you were studying. (They had a exclusive deal that lasted only that day) It was pretty late and so, you, like a very normal human, yawned. “My, If I’m not mistaken this is hardly that time of year.” He replied slyly as he gave you your half off drink.

You just glanced at him in confusion as he bowed and excused himself, ever the polite waiter.

That was… odd.

What was stranger was, now Jade has this habit of gifting you things he found on his hikes. It started with a flower to then a mushroom and for some reason he had gifted you a rock? He said he found it “fascinating” So he gifted it to you.

You didn’t really know either…

This whole issue began to intimidate you. I mean, Jade leech, gifting you things? There had to be some kind of motive behind it! There is always a motive behind the Octa-trios advances.

So, not wanting to owe him anything, you began gifting him things in return. “I found this at the store and thought you might like it.” You’d smile warily and a bit nervously as you extended a hand, in it a Dorsel Fin candy.

He’d smile and accept your gift, you’d breath a sigh of relief and go about your day as usual. At least now you didn’t owe him anything!

Now it became a habit, or a fun little game! Whenever Jade would gift you something, you’d look for something of equal value or better! Something he’d like. You’d attempt to one up him, but it was as if he knew about your game somehow and wasn’t letting you win.

Eventually it started to become something else, he was just... always there now? You'd turn around and almost scream! Because: was he there the whole time?

The worst part? He helped you so much more than half the time you turned around, and he wasn't there, you wished he was. He was making your life harder by not being there!

Here is the thing, you can't just get someone use to having a nice, helpful helping hand who is also attractive and then just take that away! Its inhumane.

You gifted him a terrarium you made yourself.

You didn't know why you did it. Maybe you liked his company and wanted to show your appreciation, maybe it was just because you were fond of him.

It was pretty out of the blue as well. You had been working on it for a week now, it wasn't anything remotely at Jade's own level but it was nice. (It better have been because that hike to gather everything almost killed you.)

Was it worth it? Yes. Seeing his eyes widen slightly before he regained his composure was absolutely worth it. He almost had to cough into his hand in Suprise.

Jade wasn't the most expressive, but you had a few ideas of what his Suprise would be look like. "Do you like it?"

"I do perfect. Thank you."

Note: Jade will never confess. It'll be one of those relationships where you don't know how it started but now your married so... Have fun!

Azul:

He was hopeless. Everybody knew this simple fact, except of course: you.

He was a businessman, not a... romance man!

From the way he'd tug at his tie like it was choking him when you were around, to how flushed he'd get when you even glanced in his direction. This guy was absolutely hopeless.

He actually turned... A very bright red was he turning purple as well? and immediately fixes his posture when you're in the room.

Thankfully, it takes two to tango and you were interested in him as well.

So, yeah, it was up to you to pursue the shady businessman who isn't very shady around you and instead acts like, in his own words, "an idiot."

So, no... he doesn't exactly court you. You court him.

You bring him cool things you find, blabber on about what you like and what you think he would like. He was... very confused and flustered, but happy you were there.

It was only after you took an active role in the relationship that he relaxed slightly and began to play along. Giving gifts back and ranting about the business and some poor unfortunate soul he scammed helped.

As everything began to relax in your guy's relationship. It got too comfortable, well, comfortable wasn't the right word. He was comfortable, you were suffering.

Why wasn't he making a move?! Didn't he like you?

Meanwhile, he was feeling pretty good. Jade and Floyd had gotten to a place where they don't tease him as much about not being able to make a move with you. (He didn't you made all the moves.) And his crush was showering him with attention!

You'd glance at him nervously while you sat at Mostro Lounge. He was counting his contracts. His new ones he had started to reaccumulate.

You physically couldn't hold it back anymore. It had been a week. A whole week of nothing new happening between the two of you. The words fell from your lips fast, like rushing water you tried to hold back but couldn't. It would have always slipped through the cracks in your fingers anyway... So you asked him, the burning question. "I like you. Do you like me...?" You finally blurted out.

"What?" He froze up. His head whipping in your direction he didn't know what to do or say and- he was ruining this wasn't he?

Azul had always been an anxious boy, it helped him- Because despite those anxieties he'd show them. he'd overcome them! He always had. But what do you do exactly when the person your heart has been beating oddly for asked that?

"I- um..." was all you needed before you stood up and left. Trying to fight back the small burn that began in your eyes before you cried. "Wait!" He called out but you had been out the door far too soon to even remotely hear him.

It was... a whole thing. He hated it, you hated it, and despite him refusing to admit it, you both cried over it. You always did love the classic miscommunication trope. But it happened. And frankly, you' prefer it this way in the long run. Because when everything was cleared up...

You got to kiss the octopus boy!

A smile on your face when you pulled away, he stared at you slightly shocked but very happy.

In a side note, after you kissed him, he wondered around aimlessly for a good while before he broke out of whatever spell you put him under. (You're still the magicless perfect of ramshackle...)

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Note: Floyd is my favorite. I hope you could tell lol Do I adore Azul? Yes! Was he the last one I wrote so it was kind of rushed and not very long? Also yes... I tried to make it a bit special-er?

Just a few thoughts~

Sooooooo

I have a feeling that My Dear Floyd would be amazing at foot massages.

JUST A THOUGHT tho!