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hisui-dreamer · 10 months
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his cleaner shrimp
Pairing: Floyd Leech x gn!reader
Synopsis: you had only meant to help him once, but he attached himself to you straight away
Tags: fluff, comfort, humour(?), Floyd calls you shrimpy, mentions of blood, Floyd and Jade fought, bot proofread
Word count: 1.5k+
Notes: more floyd fluff! this fic was originally angst can u believe it anyways i was inspired to do a classic shoujo manga scene hehe
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'I did nothin' wrong!' Floyd thought to himself.
In the shadowed back alley, Floyd sat curled up against the wall, his emotions roiling like a stormy sea after a heated confrontation with Jade. Anger still boiled within him, but the sting of his injuries dampened his spirit.
His left cheek was swollen and discolored, a vivid shade of purple and blue, with a raw, angry red spot where Jade's knuckles had landed with force. A small cut near his eyebrow oozed blood, giving his face a gritty and battle-worn appearance. His knuckles were bruised and bloodied as well, the skin was broken in places from the forceful punches he had thrown.
He nursed his wounded pride, nursing his bruised ego, and found solace in the alleyway alone, away from prying eyes. If anyone had dared to even look at him funny, they would be met with a fierce glare from his mismatched eyes, as if daring them to challenge him to a second fight.
But it seemed his glare wasn't intimidating enough, as your shadow started approaching him, prompting him to look up from the floor. You were a small thing in Floyd's eyes, not the best target for a fight, and definitely easy to throw around.
'Pshh... Just small fry...' he thought as he rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"Uhh, hey there," you said hesitantly, holding out a plastic bag Floyd could only assume contained first aid supplies from the red symbols. "I couldn't help but notice you're hurt. Your injuries might get infected if you leave them untreated."
Floyd's initial gruffness wavered slightly as he glanced at you, surprised by your concern. But he didn't want anyone's pity or help, especially not from a stranger. "I don't need any help from small fry like you," he retorted, trying to sound tough and dismissive. "I'm not that weak."
Still, you continued taking steps closer, kneeling down next to him to stare directly into his eyes. "Even strong people can get infections, you know," you said, a wry smile playing on your lips. "It'll hurt more then, so it's better to have it treated now."
Floyd hesitated, torn between his pride and the growing realization that he did need help. Perhaps it was the adrenaline passing, but he could feel his bloodied hand throbbing in sharp pain. He cast a hesitant glance in your direction, taking in the softness and understanding in your face. In that moment, he decided to let his guard down, just for a little bit.
"Fine, whatever," he mumbled, begrudgingly extending his injured hand toward you.
Your touch was gentle and sure, and as you cleaned the wounds and applied antiseptic, you made sure to warn him of the incoming sting, though he seemed unaffected by it all. Despite his efforts to stay aloof, Floyd found himself feeling strangely comforted by your presence. As you continued to patch him up, he felt a warmth spreading through his body, a soft and fuzzy feeling that he couldn't explain. He wondered if that was the infection you had warned him about, but it didn't feel bad or painful; instead, it felt like a balm for his tired soul.
With your curiosity getting the better of you, you couldn't help but ask about the cause of the fight.
"So, what happened?"
Floyd looked at you, his eyes meeting yours, and for a moment, he hesitated. However, the trust he had found in your compassion made him open up.
"Shrimpy's curious, huh..." he replied with a small smile. "Okay, I'll tell ya, but only cuz you're Shrimpy."
You blinked at the peculiar nickname, amused and intrigued. "Shrimpy? Is that... me?"
He nodded happily, a hint of mischief in his eyes. You couldn't help but smile wryly at the odd choice of nickname.
"I had a fight with my brother," Floyd finally admitted, his smile fading into a pout.
"It's Jade's fault!" he yelled, his frustration evident in his voice. "He kept using those weird ingredients in his cooking, even though I hate 'em! I kept tellin' him, but he didn't even listen."
He paused, his voice turning quieter as he continued, "So I broke one of his terrariums to make him stop, but he got really angry..."
You listened attentively, humming as you carefully cleaned the wound on his face. "And so you two fought... I understand how that could be frustrating," you said softly. "You know, cooking takes a lot of time and effort... I'm sure your brother just wanted you to enjoy it like he does."
Floyd glanced at you, his mismatched eyes reflecting a mixture of emotions. He couldn't ignore the gut feeling that maybe you were right.
"Yeah, maybe he did," he conceded, a hint of contemplation in his voice. "But it's still annoying he doesn't listen to me."
You nodded, understanding his frustrations. "Of course, it's not nice that Jade disregarded your feelings," you replied gently. "But you should respect his feelings too. Breaking his terrarium wasn't the right way to handle it."
Your words struck a chord with Floyd, and he felt a pang of remorse for his impulsive actions. He knew better than anyone else how much time and effort Jade devoted to caring for his cherished terrariums, often staying up late into the night to tend to them.
"Aww man... Shrimpy's right," he muttered, feeling the weight of his mistake. "Jeez, what do I do now?"
You offered a reassuring smile, glad that his anger had dissipated. "It's never too late to make things right. The best place to start is always an apology," you suggested. "There, all done," you murmured as you finished placing an island dressing bandage on his face, a smile forming on your face at the job well done.
Floyd, meanwhile, stared at you in a daze, your close proximity allowing him to notice all the little details on your face. He felt his cheeks warm as a gentle affection slowly bubbled inside him. Your genuine care and gentle touch had triggered something deep within him, and he found himself feeling drawn to your presence.
"Floyd!" a familiar voice broke him out of his daze. "There you are!"
Jade stood at the front of the alley, slightly panting as if he had been rushing around. You nudged Floyd gently, having recognized that the man must be his brother, and gave him a reassuring nod.
Floyd glanced at his brother, momentarily torn between his pride and guilt. But he took a deep breath and stepped forward, his voice steady as he said, "Jade, sorry... I shouldn't have broken your terrarium, and it was wrong..." He confessed. "But I don't want to eat any of those weird things again!" he exclaimed with a pout.
Jade's initial surprise gave way to a soft smile, appreciating Floyd's rare willingness to apologize and make amends.
"I understand, Floyd," Jade replied, his tone more understanding now. "And I apologise as well. I should have listened to you and respected your preferences."
Floyd's pout softened as he realized that his brother was willing to meet him halfway. "Really?" he asked, a hint of hope in his voice.
Jade nodded. "Yes, really. Though I do not wish to, I will stop using mushrooms for your meals."
"Wait..." you blurted, turning to look at Floyd. "This whole time, the weird ingredients you've been talking about are mushrooms?"
At he nodded furiously, your incredulous expression only intensified. "But mushrooms are so delicious! Why would you hate them?"
Before Floyd could even start to complain, Jade approached you and clasped both of you hands, his eyes alit with surprise and excitement. "I'm delighted to meet a fellow mushroom lover! Would you like to join me on a mushroom foraging trip in the mountains?"
You blinked, taken aback by the sudden turn of events. As you tried to muster up a response, a pair of strong arms wrapped around you, pulling you backward to meet his sturdy chest. It was Floyd, and you could feel his warmth and presence enveloping you, his chin resting on top of your head, his hair tickling your forehead.
"No way! Go get your own Shrimpy! This one's mine!" Floyd exclaimed, his arms tightening around you possessively to prove his point.
Jade's lips spread into a wide smile, his sharp teeth showing playfully. "Now now, Floyd, I do believe you've broken a precious terrarium of mine," he hummed as he tapped his chin thoughtfully. "It's only fair that you give me something for reparations."
"Nuh-uh! As if I'd let you steal my Shrimpy!" Floyd said. In a fluid motion, he picked you up and started running off with you, while you scrambled to hold on tight to him.
You couldn't help but squeal as the unexpected playfulness unfolded. "W-wait! Floyd! Put me down!"
"Nope! You're my cleaner Shrimpy now! I'm not lettin' you go!" Floyd declared, his voice lighthearted and full of joy.
Maybe you should have been more concerned by his words, but you found yourself so captivated by his joyful and innocent laugh, that you couldn't help but burst into a fit of giggles with him.
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willabee · 2 years
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*willabee voice* are you seeing this
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manga-and-stuff · 3 months
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Source: Flying Witch Furaingu Witchi ふらいんぐうぃっち
by Chihiro Ishizuka
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michax-forever · 1 year
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💜🖤💜 MORGANA 💜🖤💜
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uter-us · 19 days
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on tiktok, @/white_woman_whisperer made a post adding to the man vs bear conversation (I'll explain in tags if you dk what it is!), asking (quoted), "hey black women, hey you're at work and you're alone in a room. who would you rather walk in right now, you dk what it is, a white man or a white woman? youre in a conference room alone, you have to be with one or the other. which one is it gonna be?" the responses and comments are overwhelming choosing the white man, so black radfem/radfem-adjacent women, would yall also pick the white man?
(she has a collection/series (idk what they r called exactly but u can find it at the top of her account) where she elaborates more and it's called "🐻vs👨🏼vs👩🏼")
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forever-1895 · 7 months
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Dorian Gray and Basil Hallward
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Recently been reading The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde and I had to make this.
SPOILERS - Basil did not only get rejected by the love of his life after confessing his love, he got FRIENDZONED.
'... You and I are friends, Basil, and we must always remain so.' - Dorian Gray
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sofwrites · 1 year
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She would have loved being in the Barbie movie 💖💗💘💝💕💓🌸🌺🎀💄👙👛🩰🎟
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hollyhomburg · 9 months
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This has nothing to do with the recent chapter(which was amazing btw and will discuss it later) but I went to my aunts house and didn't tell them ahead of time that I'm extremely allergic to cats which they have multiple. It's somthing that I never really think to mention because I love cats so much, but if one of the bily boys was allergic, would they have still kept noodle? Just take a whole bunch of allergy pills? (I'm sorry for this being so random, my brain is everywhere and nowhere)
hmmmmm you know honestly i'm not sure! knowing how allergy medication affects your brain over long periods of time, i'm not sure that namjoon would be able to reconcile that with noodle, he'd have helped the m/c find him a good home. but i think that would be a dealbreaker for him
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Ok I gotta get this out
Remember that one scene from The Monkees where Micky says that guy is kinda cute and Peter snaps out “you would”
We don’t focus enough on how in the exact SAME TIME FRAME: Mike whispers “yea” and AND HAS A SMITTEN SMILE ON HIS FACE
Like bro:
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tmnt-oc-comp · 11 months
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hey, what do you do if you don’t have a photo of your OC?
It's perfectly fine if you don't have a photo for your oc, i would just suggest getting one as soon as possible because it would make it much easier for voters (and me) to see them in case you are a smaller creator (like me!) and not many people know of your oc. No worries if you can't get one though! If you aren't an artist picrew images are allowed as well, just credit the picrew maker. Thank you!!
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spectrum-system · 1 year
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Heya, I was scrolling through the ultrakill tag and I saw your post about Gabriel acting more like a bird, as well as the bird-character matching thing, and had an idea if you'd like to hear it?
How about shrike V1? Making them a bird of prey makes the most sense admittedly, but I think there would be something really fun about them being a carnivorous songbird. Doubly so if Gabriel winds up a raptor, considering the associations he already has with music and the contrast between a passerine bird and a bird of prey. Also shrikes are fairly small (ranging from about 6 in to 10 in) and have Impressively Brutal methods of hunting, especially the loggerhead shrike's methods for hunting larger prey, so I feel like they'd fit too!
Anyways, I'm not saying that you need to change anything, just thought I'd bring it up because this concept lands in a specific intersection of my interests and I got excited to talk about it lol
I had to look up a shrike but when i saw it i emediately recognised it, and YES!!! I think this is honestly the perfect fit! Like, how it looks so unasuming being a super small bird and then BOOM, super brutal methods of killing their prey, PERFECT!
I think this is literally the most perfect bird for V1 to exist thank you so much for this idea!
(Ps if you ever wosh to talk about birds or ultrakill or both i am ALWAYS open to chat)
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catfern · 8 months
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bang bang
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INTO THE ROOM‼️‼️‼️‼️
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BANG BANG ALL OVER YOU‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️
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that's all i'm saying
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wip wednesday!!!
excerpt from my childe fic follow the tide! today we are looking at childes mommy issues
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michax-forever · 1 year
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I’M SORRY BUT THE NIGHT PARADE AU IS SLOWING BUT SURELY EATING OUT MY BRAIN,, STATIC WTF HAVE YOU DONE /POS
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bendingdeanover · 1 year
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"My name is Khan. And I am not a terrorist"
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