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Grape Hyacinth (Muscari Armeniacum)
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colormush · 2 days
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thegoldencontracts · 2 days
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Ugly-Cry
Azul and his past. An odd relationship indeed.
Notes: Angst with a happy ending or hurt/comfort, restrictive ed implication, azul-typical issues.
When had it started, Azul's effort to better himself? He remembered the day crystal clear. He was ten, and he'd finally been pushed to his limit.
A group photo in his class. He'd been the odd one out, of course. Fatter than the rest - teary-eyed, awkward, clumsy, dumb. Nothing to respect.
It had all been pointed out by his classmates, of course. In the end he'd even been removed from the photo.
"I'm sorry, but you're just a bit of an eyesore," his teacher had said. "You must understand."
He did. All too well, in fact, for people had been telling him that for years. He was unwelcome and no one wanted him around. That was really the core message.
That day was the day his humiliated sobs had begun to emanate rage. He'd show them. He'd be more desirable than any of them ever could.
It was from that day that he'd begun to spend his days studying in the library, learning all sorts of magic. He'd learned more about business.
Then, Azul realized that no matter how intelligent he was, his hideousness would forever make him seem undesirable. He was fat, and his expressiveness was a pain. Not to mention the tears of ink.
He'd stopped eating as much. Calories were precious, each and every one to be counted. Junk food wasn't a luxury that someone as fat as him could afford.
He stopped crying, too. Tears were for the beautiful. For those with doe eyes, whose cheeks shimmered in the light when they cried as their friends rushed to comfort them. He had no such friends. He was never meant to have any, after all. Only business partners.
His efforts paid off. He met Jade and Floyd, made contracts to steal talents so he could pretend to be strong, and went to Night Raven College. There, he became a housewarden. He was feared and revered alike for his talents. Azul even managed to open his own restaurant. Lovely.
But then, in Sophomore year, his contracts had been destroyed. Nothing left but the pathetic little octopus now. He'd overblotted in his desperation. How risible.
Afterwards, his whole world seemed to crumble. He wanted nothing more than to sob, to kick and scream his, frustrations. But he couldn't. No one cared. All he had were business partners. Even then the twins would leave him someday, and then he'd be all alone.
So, he did what anyone would do. He buried himself in work. Little to eat, little sleep, just work. Perhaps if he did this enough he could forget about his irrational urges.
One day, in the midst of his work, Azul heard a knock.
"Come in," he said absentmindedly.
The door opened, before being locked.
There stood Jade, a polite smile on his face. Could he tell how Azul was on the verge of a breakdown? Hopefully not.
"You know," Jade said. "You've been quite cooped up in your office."
Azul just nodded.
"Yes, well, this paperwork won't fill itself out, will it?" He said with a fake laugh that was tinged with desperation.
Silence. After a while, Jade's expression seemed to soften.
"Azul," he said pointedly. "If you have pent-up emotions, it would be prudent to express them. We've both seen what happens when you don't."
And that's all it took for the dam to break. Azul could no longer hold back his misery, his tears.
He could feel a bit of ink built up. So Azul was still an ugly-crier, it seemed. That just made him even more miserable, more teary.
"A-Apologies, Jade." Azul wanted to say something else, but it was cut off by his tears.
Then, then, something happened that Azul would've never expected.
A hand on his head. It wasn't applying any force, but it was there, and it was comforting.
Someone had taken pity on the little octopus. How odd.
"I-I just-" he sniffled out before he could help himself. "Why can't I b-be enough?"
Azul was a fool. An absolute fool for exposing himself like this at the first sign of care.
Still, he'd scold himself later. For now, well, this felt good. Someone cared.
Jade seemed silent, though Azul could vaguely make out a murmured 'you are'.
As he slowly drifted to sleep, he couldn't help but think that all this was going to be less difficult from now on.
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jenothee · 1 month
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In the broadway musical of TLM, Ursula gets her nautilus shell from her father. I'd like to think Azul gets a necklace of his own from his mama.
Notes: I give octomers beak-like teeth. I HC that Azul would like to watch his mama get ready for her day. I feel he'd associate necklaces and jewelry with her and they go on to give him a sense of comfort because of it.
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nobody3xe · 7 months
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Azul Ashengrotto
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teiahn-frost · 7 months
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Let's make a deal~
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kamapon · 1 month
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Happy -belated- birthday, my octojerk
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pawnyao · 1 month
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happy birthday my pookie
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psicoativos · 3 months
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Talvez seja um pouco estúpido admitir isso agora, porque eu sempre soube. Mas te agradeço por desistir; obrigada por me mostrar, da pior maneira, que jamais daria certo se eu tivesse ficado.
Eu não conseguiria.
Psicoativos.
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wgm-beautiful-world · 1 month
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ceruleancattail · 6 months
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How They Comfort You:
Octavinelle Edition
“ You don’t have to be alone. You still have me.”
Azul x reader, Floyd x reader, Jade x reader
Azul helps you hide.
Lifting his arm upwards, Azul would form a little space for you to bury yourself in. A little burrow in between his arm and his torso. He’ll wrap you in the warmth his blazer, holding you close to him.
He understand how things can get a little too overbearing at times. How everything’s just too much. Azul understands the feeling, having sought refuge in octopus pots once upon a time.
Sometimes, all you need is space. Some room for you to sort all your feelings out. Giving you a place to hide for a bit is the least of his abilities. Palms flat against your back, he rubs gentle circles into your skin. Warmth surging through every touch.
A reassurance.
Calm down. He’s here for you.
Floyd keeps you company.
He gets it, y’know? Sometimes, the negativity hits you so hard that you feel like you don’t wanna’ do anything. However, Floyd would rather not leave you alone, during times like this.
He’s leaning into your side, head resting on the curve of your shoulder. Fingers slipping into yours, Floyd squeezes your hand, following the rhythm of your pulse. A stable beat. Something for you to ground yourself against, something to hold on, despite all the negativity welling up in your heart.
Floyd’s thumb slides across the back of your palm, aimlessly caressing every curve of your knuckles, every inch of your skin.
He’s going to stay as long as you need him to.
Jade listens.
Taking a seat beside you, mismatched irises searching your expression. Brows knitted in concern, staring at you silently. Hand reaching for your face, gently cupping your cheek in the caress of his palm.
Emotions demand to be heard. It’ll do no good to anyone if you keep them all bottled up in your heart. Talk to him. Jade will hear you out.
His palm rests on the back of your hand, fingers slowly sliding into your own. A comforting weight on your hand. Jade sits and listens. Hanging on to your every word, poking and prodding until all the pain in your heart is spoken, the negativity spilling out of your throat.
It’ll be okay, darling. He’s right here.
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Pansy
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kaevch · 3 days
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JUST A PECK.
kissing their forehead bcs they deserve it :(
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dated: 26th march 2024.
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Azul: If you’re short staffed…
Azul: hire taller staff.
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harunayuuka2060 · 7 months
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Jade: *holding Little MC*
MC's child self: *wearing a mini-version of Octavinelle's uniform*
Azul: ...
Azul: I failed to realize that we should be selling child's wear.
Floyd: And have Little Shrimpy as our model~.
Jade: Indeed. They will look absolutely adorable on every outfit we're going to give them.
MC: ...
MC: I came here to Octavinelle just so I won't be seeing people acting like dads to my younger self, but what the actual hell—
Floyd: Shrimpy, didn't you say that your dad was busy and he didn't have enough time to play with you when you were younger?
MC: Yes...?
Floyd: Just treat it as us completing your childhood. Hehe~.
MC: ...
MC: *sigh*
Floyd: Where's Shrimpy?
Jade: They left; mentioned something about buying shoes for their younger self.
Floyd: Ah... So, is Little Shrimpy still here?
Jade: Yes. They're with Azul right now.
Azul: Little Prefect, kindly arrange these papers neatly.
MC's child self: *nods*
Azul: *gives them a pile* Sort them out according to color. I assume you know your colors already.
MC's child self: *nods*
Azul: *smiles* Alright.
MC's child self: *walks to the sofa and starts sorting them out*
*after 30 minutes*
Azul: *glances on them*
MC's child self: *still going at it*
Azul: Hm... Kids normally have short attention span.
Azul: Hm?
MC's child self: *singing to themselves; not too loud but still can be heard*
MC's child self:
Apple red, apple green
Painted apple blue
Apple white, apple black
One is raw, one is dry,
No more apples for the pie 🎶
Azul: *trying to maintain a serious face* *ends up squeaking*
MC's child self: ...?
Azul: *sharing the story to the other housewardens*
The housewardens: ...
Vil: How dare you.
Riddle: Yes. How dare you.
Kalim: I want to hear them sing too...
Idia: I expected that Azul would record it at least and you did absolute nothing.
Azul: I did something.
Azul: Enjoying every bit of it. *smiles*
Leona: This is why we cook octopus.
Malleus: ...
Malleus: This is unfair...
Azul: Hm?
*loud sound of thunder*
Malleus: What have you done in life to receive such a blessing, Ashengrotto?
Azul: *lowkey nervous* I don't know, Malleus-senpai. But I'm indeed lucky for sure.
MC: ...
MC: Unlimited supply of apples?
Jade: Yes. And in different colors.
MC: ...
MC: Huh?
MC's child self: A purple apple.
Floyd: Yes. You like it?
MC's child self: *nods* *genuine happy smile*
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rampomango · 2 months
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THIS IS THEIR DYNAMICS.
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