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mymainwastoocluttered · 2 days ago
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The Key to My Heart (Housewardens)
Reader has a secret she keeps locked in her chest. He knows he has her pure, full love when she gives him the key
NOTE: I only write for female reader but everyone is welcome to read it!
A bit, uh, macabre. Little bit of body horror. If you know Pirates of the Caribbean... Yeah. That.
— <3 <3 <3
— Riddle
Riddle has always known of the existence of the chest. He remembers clearly the orientation day, the girl dressed in baggy cerimonial robes, holding a small chest for dear life.
He hadn't seen it after that, though. Even when he went to Ramshackle, the chest was nowhere to be seen. Even when they started dating, he would never see it. Not that he wanted to pry on her personal matters, of course, but he couldn't help but be curious.
And his patience is rewarded eventually.
The two alone in her room, Grim gone for the day, the door and windows firmly locked. Riddle knows whatever it is she'll reveal, is extremely important and must be kept a secret, and he's touched by her trust on him.
He's less touched when he sees what's in the chest she placed between them on her bed.
A living, beating heart greets him, sounding like a constant drum.
He doesn't know how to feel. He has seen hearts, of course, he's the son of great healers, human anatomy was the first thing drilled in his mind.
But still, there's just something... Something raw about it. Something... Ironically visceral.
"This is my heart," the Prefect explains. "My only weakness. This body of mine cannot die unless my heart stops."
That... makes so much sense. Definitely explains her recklessness when it comes to overblots. She can't die by normal means, no. Not without a heart.
"And this... This is the key to this chest. The only one in existence. I carry it everywhere," she shows him the old key, and he does not has the mind to process its intricate details. "But I want you to have it."
"... W–what?"
"Riddle Rosehearts, this is the key to my heart, and I want you to carry it, forever."
— <3 <3 <3
— Leona
Leona honestly has no idea what's going on. He thought the worst when his girlfriend suddenly asked him to come to Ramshackle so they could speak alone. Thankfully, she's not breaking up with him.
But the chest sitting in front of him on her bed is not making him any less confused. Specially since he can hear... Soft heartbeats coming from it? And muffled by the material of the chest is the scent of meat, fresh, living meat.
"Herbivore–"
"This is my heart," the Prefect states, nimble fingers doing a quick work of taking a heavy looking key from around her neck and opening the chest. "This is why I can't die. While this heart beats, I shall not die."
"... Why?" Leona asks instead of cursing like he first planned to. Give him a break, even he hasn't seen this amount of... Of gore. He's not sure if he's asking why her beating heart is out of her body or why she's showing it to him, and he'd appreciate either question being answered.
She chooses the second one.
"Because... It is yours. I'm giving you the key to my heart, to keep."
— <3 <3 <3
— Azul
Azul has heard the stories of sailors. Human sailors. Despite the merfolk's slow but sure integration on land, the good part of the population is still pretty wary, so he always had to sneak out to go listen the drunk sailors tell stories about gold and jewelry and treasure beyond comprehension.
So when he saw the chest on the hands of the mysterious magicless girl, his first thought was that one tale about the man who fell in love with a Sea Goddess, only to then get stuck with a dreadful job after her bitter betrayal. A man who, in his suffering, ripped out the tormented heart in his chest and locked it away.
Needless to say, he doesn't need to be given context for it when she finally shows him the chest, alone in Ramshackle. He observers the beautiful carved images on the sides, commits the texture of the wood to memory, caresses the time's scratches and bumps.
He refuses to let her open it, mentioning the tale of the sailors. He feels like he'll faint if he actually sees the fragile thing that keeps her loving existence with him.
But the key he accepts gladly. Azul will wear that around his neck until his very last days.
— <3 <3 <3
— Kalim
Kalim is no stranger to fear.
Some may think the contrary, what with his sunny disposition and optimism, but Kalim is no fool. Only fools have no fear.
And more than that, Kalim is way more aware than people give him credit for, or at least he has been working arduously to be so after being part of the reasons behind Jamil's overblot.
So when his girlfriend, his lover, his love, hands him the key to the chest where she keeps her heart, Kalim is consumed by fear.
Fear that he'll fail to protect the heart. Fear that he'll forget it somewhere and leave her vulnerable, fear fear fear
But then she grabs his hand and places the key to his hand and oh. Oh.
Oh.
— <3 <3 <3
Kalim swears on everything he has ever cherished that he will not fail at keeping her heart and her safe.
— Vil
Vil plays with the heavy key in his hands, the silence between the two thick as he processes what his girlfriend just told him, what she just gave him.
The key is honestly beautiful. A bit on the older side, but the intricate arcs of its head are elegant and, dare he say, noble. A skeleton key like none he has ever seen before. Worthy of her ethereal heart.
All his life, Vil has been playing the villain. All his life, people have feared his cursing touch. Including Vil himself.
Yet here she is, his beloved, giving him the two most important things in her life —no, giving him her life. Trusting him to guard it, to care for it. Accepting whatever he might do with it.
He could reach in and stop the beating so easily.
But instead, Vil kisses the key, and then its previous owner.
— <3 <3 <3
— Idia
Curses. Idia is particularly... Acquainted with curses. So he immediately knows.
"It's warm..." He mumbles, a finger gently touching the beating heart, curious eyes watching as it speeds up.
"For I am alive."
He'll make sure of it.
His girlfriend doesn't need to say anything else. He knows. He understands. He gets the concept. He can even go beyond his gloomy disposition and muse that maybe, maybe it isn't a curse, but a blessing, for nothing could kill you.
— <3 <3 <3
— Malleus
Malleus holds the key without gloves, even after his girlfriend warns him that it is made of iron and it shall burn his hands.
He does not care, however.
Not when this piece of iron and a wooden box are the only things between them and their life together forever. A fragile, human heart inside a box, defenseless, even a pencil could do the job. And then she'd be gone.
He feels his eyes water when she places the key in a little bag and then gives it to him, the fabric protecting him from the burns.
Her heart in the open, and all she can think of is his well-being.
He truly chose the most peculiar human to love.
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sober-pepper · a day ago
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Deuce: Azul-senpai, what did Yuu have that attracted you?
Azul: So many things. Their quirks, kindness, smile and especially their BODY.
Deuce: R-Really?
Yuu: Relax. We're the same blood type. He knew he could harvest an organ.
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kenchann · 2 days ago
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idia and his 50-attack stick i love this event already lol
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jackplushie · 2 days ago
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A lone candle, a flickering flame.
They touched you, in places no one ever had.
Emotionally, as well as physically. Their hands were cold. The freezing depths of the deep, dark, sea. In a way, their curiosity was bottomless, treading the thin line in between love and obsession.
At first, You asked them to. Ordered them to hold you, comfort you. Guiding their hands around your waist. On your shoulders, stroking your hair. You had to teach them. Demons were never too adept with shows of affection, but you thrived from their clumsily touches.
Floyd was always enthusiastic, hands flowing with the fluidity of water. He wasn’t the best student, but he always seemed content to wrap himself around you as long as you needed him to.
Jade was a bit more stoic, listening to your orders like a robot. He always did what he was told, although his hands lingered just a second longer, even after you told him to stop.
Azul let you lead him by the nose, throwing his everything into your every order. Give him the slightest indication of discomfort and he’s throwing himself at your feet, begging for you to let him make up for it.
Although as time passed, they started to change. They started seeking out your touches. Their hope, in the darkness. Your soul reaching out to them, tendrils of light bringing warmth to their skin, flowing into their veins.
Azul is fond of head rubs. He closes his eyes, eternal bliss by your hand. He’s a lot more comfortable in his demon form, although the slime means leaves much to be desired.
Jade likes you in his arms. There’s something awfully comforting about the weight when you sit on his lap. He likes it when you lean into him, your heartbeat thumping softly into his chest.
Floyd likes you. Any chance he gets, he throws himself at you, entrapping you in his arms, his legs, his tail. He wrestles you to the bed, sometimes, fingers running down the side of your torso in an attempt to tickle you. You squirm, pearls of laughter bursting from your lips.
You craved their touch, as they craved yours.
The light and the shadow, forever entwined.
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lk2222 · 2 days ago
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Me and my boys
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jove-bluh · a day ago
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A boy with his stick and his super done friend
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eponinexxvii · 2 days ago
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Installing new games and reading through the character profiles is wild. I’m reading through the twisted wonderland profiles and i-
Sebek and Floyd are left handed?
Azul collects coins?
Rook’s homeland is the Sunset Savanna? Like Leona and Ruggie?
Vil and Cater are from the Shaftlands? Like Jack?
Ortho’s pet peeve is lightning?
Malleus’s least favorite food is full sized cakes? That’s so random??
Riddle’s talent is being able to quickly solve crossword puzzles? Boomer behavior
Nah, they’re all so random and for what? Also now I realize that a decent amount of people ignore these facts about them when writing fanfics and I’ll probably be the only person bothered by this
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sk2lton · 16 hours ago
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Could I have this but with riddle, Azul, ida and malleus??😖
WHERE ARE YOU?! PART 2﹙☆﹚—  TWST
you get lost while visiting the mall with him. 
part 1 | part 3
— warnings: none
— characters: riddle, azul, idia + malleus
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absolutepokemontrash · 2 days ago
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Y’all I have discovered my type
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offthedeeepend · a day ago
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"Jade said 'I'm going fishing for octopus today.' Maybe I should cook up a whole roasted moray eel."
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Could you do the yandere octotrio with dwarf octopus Mc
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Imagine when you transport into the Twisted Wonderland world your just an dwarf-octopus hybrid
And when you see Leona, Ruggie, and Jack you think this is normal
So when you go to the monstro lounge and just randomly turn into this mini octopus they’re reeling
“W-what?! A-are you making fun of me?!”
“What?!” 
“Awww~ Shrimpy-chan is actually dwarfy-chan!? So cute.”
“Oh my, isn’t this interesting?”
Everyone’s surprised but the Octotrio are the most excited 
Azul’s having a crisis because he doesn’t know what that mean
But he’s actually really happy
Even when everyone gasps and is kind of scared you still change into your dwarf state and he loves that 
Like you just change and cling onto the people you like and he admires your confidence
When he revealed that he was an octupos-mer you seemed even more inclined to befriend
“OMG we’re octo-buddies!!!”
It really helps with his self-love
Plus your really adorable in your octopus state
Sitting in his lap or clinging to his shoulder 
He falls into a rhythm petting you while he counts his earnings or looks over his contracts
He gets really sad when he finds he’s petting air rather than your head
And he’s not above seeking you out to fix that
Floyd and Jade are having a field day
More so Floyd than Jade he’s happily parading you around
On his head, on his shoulder, on his face, in his hands, in his mouth
He wants to take you everywhere 
This translates into your human form
He still picks you up and carries you around like nothings changed
He loves this so much
Jade is more lowkey 
He’ll let you hang on him, being mindful of you when he’s moving too much
But I can see him being more upfront about his questions as a dwarf octopus
Enjoying listening to you talk while he fiddles with mushrooms and rocks that he’s found
Now when other people start to discover how cute you are or just keeping you to enjoy your company
They aren’t too pleased
“It's been a while since you’ve been to the Monstro lounge..everything okay?”
“Yeah I’m just hanging out with all my friends.”
“Oh is that so…”
Jade’s the first to really realize how the excitement of your kindred spirits is waning and he doesn’t like it
Azul realizes as well but he’s still too timid to keep you with him
Floyd isn’t though
The eel has no problem throwing you over his shoulder after crashing Riddle’s tea-date with you
Or dragging you out of your bed at the midnight hours to carry you to Octavinelle
“Oi oi, kobe-chan you can’t keep dwarfy all to yourself!”
“Oh!” “HEY!! PUT THEM DOWN THIS INSTANT!!”
“Fu-fu, no.”
Azul is slower to get on the train because your just so confident in yourself
And in a twisted way he rationalizes that every octopus should spend some time closed up
And your time should be now 
So when your plopped into a really fancy little tank you start freaking out a little
They’ll let you change back but your only allowed to be less than an arms length from one of them at all times 
“Where ya going Dwarfy-chan?”
“B-back to my dorm…I’ve spent the whole week with you guys and I’m sure Grim is worried and–”
“No worries, I’ll let him know when I pick up your stuff.”
“W-what?! Wait-”
“ Now about that, can you sign this just so Jade can peacefully retrieve your stuff.”
“Peacefully?! You weren’t going to-”
“It's just a precaution really, a trifle; you'll sign won’t you?” 
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honeyuuyuu · a day ago
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scary outfit haha
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idk how to add in the “SR” symbols and stuff so  :’)))
I decided to do a corpse bride like halloween costume for Honey! :DD
Instagram  ✎  Devianart  ✎ Reblogs help! ^^  
Summon: “The library has more dubious looking books during Halloween... I wonder if they house any curses within these old, cryptic pages...”
Groovy: “Oh, that poor corpse bride... I would like her to know that she is just as beautiful as ‘Little Miss Living’.”
Set Home: “I’ve never been ‘Trick-or-Treating’ before... Hope we have fun.”
Home Idle 1: “I’ve never celebrated Halloween before, nor have I ever worn a spooky outfit. I’m quite excited, actually! Azul said he can help with that, but I don’t really trust him...”
Home Idle 2: “I ate one of Trey’s special batches of Halloween cookies. He said the ingredients are kept a secret and I would only know it if I was in the Clover Family... how suspicious...”
Home Idle 3: “Seeing dirt being kicked into Ace’s mouth reassures me. He ended up whining to me about the whole thing with Deuce apologizing to him. Sigh...”
Home Login: “You know, Halloween is actually about the beginning of the ancient winters. It’s supposed to be solemn, so it’s quite ironic Halloween is so festive in NRC.”
Home Idle Groovy: “Boo! Was I scary? I really want to get into the ‘creeps’!”
Home Tap 1: “Sorry, I don’t have any candy on me...”
Home Tap 2: “Scarabia’s fluffy werewolf outfits are really cute! Wonder if we would kill it in those outfits, too”
Home Tap 3: “...I look scary? Sorry... Trey just told me another cheesy joke. The nerve...”
Home Tap 4: “The complimentary bowl of candy at the service counter of Monstro Lounge is salted caramel flavor! Want one?”
Home Tap 5: “We should go to the library and read some scary ghost stories! I heard that’s a way to celebrate Halloween with family and peers!”
Home Tap Groovy: “Eh? You wanna take a picture with me? I’m a little bashful, not going to lie... hehe...”
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yeenby · a day ago
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lapin0522 · a day ago
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💤
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thesunshineriptide · 2 days ago
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Arms Tonite (part 1)
Who needs therapy when you can work yourself to exhaustion? Not these boys!
Characters: Riddle, Ruggie, Azul, Jade, Crewel (mentioned)
CW// exhaustion, passing out, illness, implications of disordered eating, food mentions, vomiting (not related to the disordered eating), hurt/comfort
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Riddle
“I’m perfectly fine.” Riddle had insisted, standing up straight, “I understand the importance of sleep, but I have to finish this. It’s the last thing I have to do, then after that I’ll rest.”
In a rare occurrence, Riddle managed to be breaking not only his own rules, but also his mother’s rules and the queen of hearts rules, all for a paper. The paper in question? Headmage Crowley asked him for a semester’s report of not only the Heartslabyul dorm, but the overall management committee (consisting almost entirely of Riddle)
“Please, you look exhausted.” You begged, grabbing his shoulder, “You won’t put your best work in if you’re tired.”
“It’s due in three hours, Prefect. I can’t simply abandon the task. And like I said, I’ll rest once it’s finished.” He sighed and shoved some papers around before pulling out his pen because, yes, he is handwriting this report in his delicate cursive. Every letter nearly penned to perfection.
You sat near him in the library, cradling a to-go cup of tea. You had managed to get him to eat, at least, and have some tea of his own to drink, but it seemed very little else was going to make him budge. The only thing that could stir him from his task was maybe the dorm getting set aflame.
After sitting quietly and playing on your phone for a solid two and a half hours, Riddle finally stretched and let out a sigh. “Done.” He murmured, standing up, “That complete’s this week’s tasks. I’m finally….” He blinked, staring into the distance for a moment before shaking his head as if too clear it, “I’m finally done.” He smiled, “Thank you for keeping me company, Prefect.”
“Of course,” you responded, standing up and stretching as well, “It’s not every day you break the rules, much less pull an all nighter and a half.”
Riddle hummed, attention solely on fixing his appearance. He fussed and fussed with his tie before sighing and simply taking it off, earning a surprised reaction from the Ramshakle Prefect.
“I believe it’s time for breakfast about now.” He said, taking a shaky step around the table, “Would you like me to escort you?”
You shook your head, eyes narrowed, “Riddle, you said you’re going to rest now.”
“I have to deliver this to the Headmage-“
“You need to rest.” You insisted, looping an arm around his bicep, “You’re not used to this, and you’re not really built to be off your schedule. You need to sleep.”
“I’m fine.” He snapped, making a weak attempt to snatch his arm back, “I’ll be fine.”
“You’re not fine.” You said sternly, forcing him to look at you, “What’s going on? You’ve been acting weird for like, a week.”
“It’s nothing.” He insisted, refusing to look you in the eye, “It’s…”
He suddenly went very still, then began to sway on his feet. He shook his head again, rubbing at his eyes with his free hand, “I’ve been having nightmares.” He finally admitted, still not looking at you, “About my…”
You nodded, finishing for him, “Your overblot?”
He nodded, his grip tightening on you for a moment, like he was worried he may fall, “I don’t wanna hurt you.” He mumbled, sounding like a scared child, “You’re my friend, I don’t wanna hurt you.”
You frowned and pulled him a little closer, “You won’t hurt me. Everything’s okay, it’s alright. C’mon, you need to-“
Suddenly, Riddle’s eyes rolled into the back of his head and he became dead weight in your arms. He slumped into your grip, head thudding gently against your chest.
“Riddle!” You yelped, adjusting your grip before carefully scooping him up, “Holy shit. Riddle? Riddle?!”
Your yelling did not stir him, but it was clear he was still alive. As you carried him bridal style to the infirmary, he began to wake.
“H…huh? Wha’s going on?” He slurred, blinking at you blearily.
“You’re going to the infirmary.” You said firmly, “You passed out. Something might be wrong.”
He shook his head and tried to squirm in your grip, but his attempt as escape was stopped with the stern look on your face. Instead, he ended up shrinking back, going frozen in your arms. “I-“
“If you try and say ‘I’m fine’ again, I’m going to tell the medic to keep you locked in there for a full day. You’re not okay.” You said, turning the corner toward the infirmary. “It’s okay that you need help, but you really scared me.”
He was silent as you carried him inside, laying him down gently on the bed before running off to tell the nurse what happened.
He didn’t bother a third escape attempt, as he knew that it would do nothing but serve to frustrate you further, and he wouldn’t make it far.
He felt helpless as you looked over at him worriedly,but simultaneously felt warm and soft. His mother was never one to coddle him, instead simply handing him medicine and a book to read if he was sick. His father was much the same, pushing him further and further to simply power through it.
The act of simply accepting someone else’s care felt more taboo than the rules he’d already broken, but with his eyelids weighing lead and his limbs heavy as molasses, the fear of punishment had no room to occupy his head.
He felt your hand grazing against his forehead and a soft whisper against his ear. He heard you settle down beside him in a chair, fingers lacing with his own in a steady, warm, comforting motion.
He fluttered his eyes open to see you on your phone, texting someone with one hand, the other holding his. He flushed a little, less from embarrassment and more from a warmed heart.
“Thank you.” He said softly, eyes drifting back shut.
“Of course. Sleep well, Riddle.” Came the soft reply. He felt your hand slip from his, but then soon after felt the covers of the infirmary bed being tucked in close around his neck, cradling him in the heavy weight and the soothing smell of antiseptic. He soon found rest, dozing soundly in the quiet.
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Ruggie
Ruggie is a busy man. He has chores on chores on chores, and commitments even further than just that. Spelldrive practice, laundry duty, cooking, cleaning, running errands for Leona, classes…
The bags under his eyes only grow each time you see him throughout the day, zipping from task to task with the speed of a cheetah.
“Ruggie!” You call, “Hey, it’s almost dinner. I’m cooking up something tonight, wanna come and have some?”
“Eh?” He jumped, eyes wide, “Oh, wait- food? Huh?”
You laughed a little at his frazzled response, gripping his forearm gently, “I’m making some Jambalaya. Sam gave me the recipe, so it’s bound to be good. Do you want some?”
Ruggie opened his mouth to say something, only for his stomach to begin growling at that exact moment. He would have been embarrassed, but simply played it off, “I think my stomach says yes.”
You grinned and gave him a gentle pat on the head, earning a glare and a swat at your hands from him. You laughed, “Meet me there when you’re free, alright?”
You dismissed yourself and went back to the dorm and got to work in the kitchen, all while Grim complained about who-knows-what. Well, the food was ready in about a half hour. You waited for Ruggie, who was rarely late to a free meal. Waiting ten minutes turned into twenty minutes, which turned into thirty minutes. Thirty minutes turned into an hour, then into two, and then Ruggie finally showed up, looking worse for wear.
As you opened the door to invite him in, he mumbled something incoherent before dropping directly into your arms.
With a yelp you caught him, arms firmly around his waist as you hauled him inside and laid him on the ramshackle sofa.
He woke up about a minute later, groaning and trying to sit up.
“No!” You yelped, “Lay down. Jesus, what happened to you?”
He laughed weakly, turning to look up at you, “You almost seem worried.”
“I am worried, Ruggie. You showed up way after dinner time and passed out immediately. What happened?” You demanded, smoothing the hair from his face.
His eyes fluttered shut and he hummed under the touch, leaning into it slightly before he realized what he was doing and recoiled. “I just had a long day. I’m fine, it’s not to bad this time.”
“This time?” Your eyebrows shot up as you looked at him, “Does this happen a lot?”
He shrugged, giving an almost guilty smile, “I work a lot and I work hard. It happens a little more than it should, but this one wasn’t too bad. Didn’t mean to scare ya,” he said, finally sitting up, “I’m lucky you caught me. You’re pretty strong, have you considered the spelldrive club?”
“Ruggie.” You said, a little too softly for his liking, “You shouldn’t work to the point of passing out.”
“It’s work or starve.” He said plainly, stretching. “Speaking of, do you have anything to eat?”
You sighed a little, leaning down to kiss his temple, “I’ll heat it up. It’s been ready for a couple hours, since I’ve never seen you this late to a free meal. I think it turned out pretty good. Stay here, I’ll bring it over.”
He looked ready to argue, but then just shrugged and mumbled a ‘thanks’.
When you returned with two plates, he raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t eat?” He asked, blatantly surprised.
“I was waiting for you.” You replied, shrugging, “Bone apple teeth or whatever.”
He let out a laugh, said another quick thanks, then tucked into the meal. He started out politely eating, but by the end was shoveling food in like he was filling a black hole.
You watched him and snuck little bit of andouille to Grim, who happily ate it despite the fact that he burned his mouth from the spice.
“That was amazing. Thanks, Prefect. You really look out for me…I appreciate it a lot.” Ruggie said, eyes nervously looking anywhere but your face before he sighed and finally made eye contact, “You’re a really good person.”
You laughed and shrugged, “I know. Now,” you hummed, wandering off to grab a blanket, “You’re stuck here now.”
“Eh?! Wait-“ Ruggie tried to protest.
“No. You’re staying the night. You passed out on my doorstep, you’re staying and you’re sleeping here tonight. No more chores or duties. You can leave in the morning. I don’t want you making yourself worse.” You say firmly, walking over to toss the blanket directly on his head.
He let out a grunt in surprise, ears making little mountains of the blanket as he pulled it off his head. “You’re just as bad as Leona with all that bossiness. Time is money.”
“Time is time, money is money.” You said, “And if you’re short on food money, come to me. I’m not much better, but I’ll always share.”
Ruggie’s eyes went soft as his ears twitched. He sighed and settled down on the couch, wrapping himself in the blanket. “Fine. If it’ll make you feel better to know I’m here, I guess I can stay the night.” He muttered, trying to hide the pink tint to his face.
“Thank you, Ruggie.”
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Azul
“Hmm? Oh, hello Prefect. What brings you here at such a late hour?” Azul asked, eyebrow quirked somewhat as he stared.
You sighed as you entered his office, walking right up to him, “Azul. It’s four am. How long has it been since you last slept?”
He hummed, eyes flicking back to the spreadsheet before him, “Three days? Four? I’m not positive. Regardless, that doesn’t answer my question. Why are you awake right now?”
“Couldn’t sleep. Nightmare.” You responded simply, picking up some papers near him.
He eyed you warily as you read them, poised to snatch it back until he recognized them as just invoices he had filled out an hour or two prior. “And you came to visit me?”
“I saw the VIP room’s light was on, figured you were either asleep at your desk or still awake.”
“Doesn’t explain why you trekked across campus to see that particular sight.” He responded in a lightly teasing tone, “You missed me, didn’t you?”
You looked up from the invoices you were pretending to read, grinning a little, “Who wouldn’t want your company? But, regardless…” you hummed, putting his papers back down on the desk. He was rather quick to line them back up in order and place them in a stack off to the side.
“You’ve been awake too long.” You said simply, “Three days isn’t a healthy amount.”
He waved a hand dismissively and rolled his eyes, “Truly, it isn’t too bad. I get less sleep in the Coral Sea.”
“See, that’s not comforting in the slightest.” You replied, crossing your arms. “Jade and Floyd aren’t twelve feet long on land. And I’m pretty sure bedrooms in the Coral Sea don’t have locks.”
“How would you know? You aren’t merfolk.” He mumbled, attention back to his task, “If you simply came to chastise me, I’d request that you leave. I have a lot more work to do.”
You sighed before slowly, ever so carefully, closing his laptop directly onto his typing hands.
He looked up with an icy glare, lips in a firm line. “Prefect.”
“It’s time to sleep.”
“I’m not a child you can simply put to bed.” He scoffed, retracting one hand to open the laptop again.
You continued pushing it down, eyes fixed on his, “Azul, please. I know you’re not a child, but you need to rest. You’ll pass out.”
“Leave.” He said firmly. “I don’t want to hear your pity. I’ll see you in the morning. Have a good night.”
You stared at each other for what seemed like forever before you sighed, removing your hand from the laptop. “Fine. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Tomorrow came, and it was evident rather quickly that Azul should have listened. His normal grace and poised was replaced with unusual clumsiness and accidents that raised the eyebrows of even the teachers.
Alchemy class had a joint session between your group and Azul’s, and by the fates you were assigned as partners.
An awkwardness hung in the air as you worked. Azul seemed determined to pretend everything was fine while you shot worried glances at him.
It was clear something was seriously wrong beyond just uncoordinated behavior when Azul began to sweat excessively. Like, he doesn’t even sweat that much in PE. He nearly tripped over air and tried to catch himself on the rim of the cauldron. Luckily, the ever talented you caught him by the back of his lab coat just in time, pulling him back to standing.
“A-ah, thank you.” He stuttered, eyes glancing about, “I was…testing gravity.”
You looked at him completely unimpressed, “Azul, did you get any sleep last night?”
He scoffed, “This again? How many times do I….do…do I need to….” His expression went lax and he stood completely still for a moment before he suddenly twisted and dropped to the ground.
The surprise of him actually passing out caught you off guard, but you were quick to react, managing to tug him away from your cauldron and force his lab coat off.
“What happened over here?” Crewel asked, walking up close behind, “Ashengrotto-“
“He’s okay.” You assured, listening to his heartbeat, “He just passed out. Hasn’t slept in days, the heat must have gotten to him. He should to go the infirmary-“
“I’m fine.” Came a sudden voice from below you. Azul looked…terrible, honestly, as he blinked at you, “I’m alright. Sorry for the fright.”
“What? No, you’re not fine!” You yelped, only to be cut off by Crewel.
“Ashengrotto, I think it’s best that you take the rest of the day away from working.” It was…uncharacteristic of Crewel to be so gentle, but Azul was one of his best students and everyone knew it. There was an evident amount of concern in his stern words that made everyone freeze.
“Professor-“
“You evidently need to rest. And you’re already light years ahead of these Pups.” He said, staring at Azul with a look that read ‘I dare you to challenge me’. “Prefect, will you keep an eye on him?”
“Yes, Sir.” You responded, nodding. You looked back to Azul, who looked both shocked and ashamed. “C’mon. Let’s go.”
“B-but-“
“Sorry, what was that?” Crewel asked, eyebrow raised.
“Nothing! Thank you, Professor.” Azul said, slowly rising to his feet.
As the two of you shuffled slowly out of the classroom, you could sense Azul’s embarrassment.
“Hey,” you said gently, “I think it’s time for you to rest. You work harder than anyone else in this school.”
“That’s not the….never mind.” He mumbled, “You may return to class, if you wish.”
“What? No.” You gently smacked the back of his head. “You’re my buddy. And isn’t there some sort of simile about coin collecting and polish or something?”
He hummed, mind wandering deep to try and think of one as you walked him back to his dorm. He didn’t even notice you had done so until you asked, “Hey, where’s your dorm room?”
“Huh?” He blinked at his surroundings, “H…uh, it’s…um.” He rubbed his cheek and fixed his glasses, “Down the hall to the left. Third door.”
He felt his legs wobbling and growing heavier with every step as you guided him to his room, arm holding him a little closer than normal. For a moment, his mind blanked and he genuinely thought he was turning back into his Merform, eyes wide as he looked down and shrieked.
“Oh my god, what?!” You panicked.
“M-my- I took my potion this week, didn’t I?!” He yelped, almost tumbling over as he looked at his legs.
It took you a good minute before you realized what he was talking about, and another one before you realized what was going on. “Azul, I promise, you have legs.”
“No, they feel like-“
“You’re about to pass out again. Unlock your room door so we can get you to bed.” You said, holding him by the shoulders, “Your brain is shutting down from exhaustion. You’re running on fumes.”
He didn’t have it in him to keep arguing, instead just doing what you told him to.
When he finally got inside the room, he practically collapsed onto the bed, landing with a big fwomp. He had half a mind to kick off his shoes and labcoat, and take off his glasses, but the feeling of cold sheets made his mind flood with melatonin.
“Azul,” you gently said, “C’mon, just a little longer and then you can sleep.
He whined, then caught himself and tried to cover it with a cough and a, “You’re right, thank you.” As he toed off his shoes.
The glasses were easy to take off and set aside, but managing to get him to squirm out of his labcoat turned out to be more difficult since he couldn’t exactly stand.
When finally somewhat undressed, he settled down on his bed, eyes drooping with every passing second.
It was up to you again to get him under the covers, since he was practically asleep already.
As you were about to stand, one of Azul’s eyes opened and he murmured in a croaky voice, “Prefect? Will you do me a favor?”
“Hmm?” You turned to look at him, “What is it?”
“Will…” he looked ready to change his mind, but instead took in a deep breath and continued, “Will you stay?”
You smiled, coming to sit beside him again. “Yeah. I can stay.”
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Jade
Jade Leech is someone you would never know was sick until he was dying. Every perfectly practiced mannerism lead him to being able to cover even the strongest of urges to crawl under the covers and hibernate for the winter. Nothing seems to rattle this guy. There’s no startling him, at least not on purpose, or sneaking around him. He’s a complete machine.
Except for the one time he caught the flu.
Like I said before, you’d never know he was sick until it’s a dire emergency, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t prone to a slip up every once in a while.
“Ah, Prefect. How may I assist you today?” Jade asked pleasantly, gloved hands crossed neatly in front of him as he smiled lightly.
“I just came for a drink or two.” You responded with a smile. “How are you today?”
He hummed in contemplation as he got to work on your usual, “I’m doing well, I believe. And you?” He was, in fact, not doing well. He had been running off every thirty minutes to frantically puke, but Floyd was at basketball practice and Azul was in his office, so nobody was around to say something about his little white lie.
“Eh, I’ve been better. Grim got detention again, Ace got collared, Deuce blew up a potion again. So, yknow, the usual.” You grinned, leaning toward him.
Jade nodded, though his normal smile was replaced by a look of extreme concentration as he finished your drink. It took him a second to respond, “That sounds like quite the eventful day.”
You took a moment to look over him, noticing the slightly pale tone to his skin and the look that seemed more clammy than usual. “Are…are you alright?”
He raised an eyebrow, and his practiced smile returned, though it looked uneasy. “Prefect, you’ve already asked that.”
“You…” You hummed, frowning, “Ah…you’re right.” You settled, smiling back. “Anything interesting happen here?”
“Hmm.” Jade pressed his hands flat against the counter, trying not to dig his fingers in, “Ah, well, this morning Floyd…” he stopped, covering his mouth before he could think twice, “E-excuse me a moment, Prefect.” He managed to say before speeding off toward the bathroom.
Despite his clear intention to be alone, You’re The Ramshackle Prefect, which means it’s your obligation to follow him.
Upon entering the bathrooms of Octavinelle, you frowned. You managed to find Jade (well, you found the stall he was kneeling in) wretching.
Unsure if you should stay or not, you didn’t approach, but it didn’t take long for Jade to flush the toilet and emerge from the stall, notably gloveless.
He looked surprised to see you there, eyes going wide for a moment as he wiped away spit from the corner of his mouth.
“Jade?” You asked nervously.
He brushed past you, walking over to the sinks. “Ah, Prefect. Needed to use the lavatory as well?”
“You we’re just throwing up.” You stated plainly. “Jade, I….You’re sick, aren’t you?”
He paused a moment before he went back to lathering soap on his hands, “What lead you to that impression?” He asked cooly, but his scratchy sounding voice wasn’t exactly convincing.
“You look pale, and clammy, and you were just throwing up.” You say with wavering confidence. “If you’re sick, you should probably just take a break.”
Jade grit his teeth, took in a deep breath, then plastered a smile on his face. “I appreciate the concern, Prefect, but I assure you that I’m fine.”
You weren’t convinced, but an irritated Jade is ten times scarier than an irritated Floyd, so you decided not to push it and instead murmured an apology to him.
Jade honestly couldn’t stop himself from feeling a bit bad at shutting you down, but he pushed down that feeling and instead offered you a newly gloved hand. “If you merely came to chase me down, then it would be my honor to escort you back to the bar.”
You took his hand with a nervous smile as he guided you both back to the bar, eyes trained forward. His movements were perfect, as always, though a bit sluggish.
As you sat and chatted with a few nearby people and Jade continued to play bartender with mysterious disappearances every half hour, it overall seemed like maybe you had imagined it. Jade didn’t seem distressed, he wasn’t sniffling or sneezing or anything, so maybe he really was just…
Crash
One second ago, Jade was standing behind the bar, pouring a drink for some rando nearby. The next, the eel was laying on the ground with glass shattered around him. And the second after that, you had jumped over the bar to get over to him.
“Go get Azul.” You ordered the Octavinelle student that had rushed over at the same time. As you slid off your jacket and tucked it neatly behind Jade’s head, you heard footsteps rushing off and a bit of panic from the patrons nearby.
You checked Jade’s pulse, loosened his bow tie, and gently tried to wake him up.
“What’s going…on.” Azul approached you, voice in a whisper, “What happened?”
“Not sure. I saw him throwing up earlier, but he said he was fine. He’s sick.” You said simply, mind wracking for other information.
“Oh, Jade…” Azul muttered. “Okay, I’ll carry him to the VIP room. You make sure he’s okay, I’ll take over the shift at the bar. Come find me when he wakes up.” He said, pulling out his pen.
He lifted Jade into the air with a simple levitation spell as you three disappeared from the main area to Azul’s office. You think you saw someone step behind the bar to clean up the glass, but that wasn’t the most important thing.
The most important thing is that Jade Leech is currently unconscious and ill.
Azul set him down on the couch. Jade’s long legs dangled off on side slightly, and he looked a little scrunched, but anything is better than the floor of a bar.
“He appears fine.” The dorm leader confirmed after he looked over Jade, “He has a fever, though he’s sweating so it isn’t too bad. It seems he’s mostly just tired.” He shuffled around some papers on his desk before slipping them into the vault and locking it. “I’m trusting you alone in here. Don’t make me regret it. Keep me updated on his condition, okay?”
You nod, eyes wide as Azul lets out a semi-pleased hum and leaves.
After three hours of no updates to his condition, Jade finally opens his heterochromatic eyed. He lets out a quiet groan, sitting up from his uncomfortable position on the couch.
“You’re awake.” You breathe out, relieved, “I was starting to get seriously worried.”
Jade blinked, rubbing at his eye and pushing his hair from his face as he croaked out, “What happened?”
“You’re sick.” You say, “You passed out. Speaking of, I need to tell Azul you’re alright.”
“H…” he paused, blinking, “I... I couldn’t have passed out.” He says, “How could I have passed out?”
“I don’t think you can gaslight yourself out of being sick.” You say. “Listen, I don’t care if it fucks up your scary reputation, you’re going to attend to the fact that you’re sick. You could have gotten seriously hurt, Jade. You almost fell into glass shards.”
“Glass shards?” He asked, tilting his head to the side.
“You dropped a glass before you passed out. I was really worried.”
He laughed a little, “You and your tender disposition.” He sat up properly, motioning for you to sit near him. “I suppose, though, I must thank you. Perhaps your tenderness is an asset unaccounted for.” He said. He tried to stifle a yawn, but his lack of energy got the better of him. “I deeply appreciate you, Prefect.”
You patted his head gently, earning a momentarily shocked look from the eel. “I’m glad you’re okay, Jade. Take a break. I’ll tell Azul you’re awake and grab you something to eat, okay?”
He laughed a little, something soft on his face, “Will you be playing my nurse today?”
“You got a problem with that?”
He hummed, smiling in a sweet, genuine way. “Not at all. Thank you.”
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p0is0n0usmushr00m · 20 hours ago
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I've got such a good idea /j;
Azul and Jade's (separate) S/O or Yuu (if you want romance, go ahead, idgaf) who's best friends with Floyd and decided to teach Floyd to do a crab pose, pointing it at whoever or whatever they're pissed at
And now, Azul/Jade has 2 crab pose people following them wherever they go whenever they're pissed at them
(the crab essay anon gave me ideas.)
HELP I LOVE THIS IDEA-
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I feel like Azul just wouldn’t care at first-? Like he would be minding he’s own business and he sees Yuu and Floyd start crab walking extremely fast towards him and then they start circling him- and Azuls just like “what the fuck ಠ_ಠ”
I feel like at some point Azul would use this to help with the business- he’s just like “mhm and if you don’t come by the lounge these guys will follow you, mhm” and the poor soul sees Yuu and Floyd start crab walking at them
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I feel like jade would just start sprinting if he sees Floyd and Yuu crab walking at him- he’s not running cause he’s scared, he just finds it hilarious and is basically playing with them-
Jade would be pissed at someone and would look at Floyd and Yuu and their both just immediately in position and running at the poor soul-
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hajimeshoe · 10 hours ago
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Heya! How're you? If you take requests, could you do a headcanon about the Octatrio with a Crystal Jellyfish! S/O?
So, I spent a lot of time doing research about jellyfish for this one. Apparently, there's a species of Octopus that eats jellyfish? Crystal Jellyfish reader better not piss off Azul...
Octavinelle x Crystal Jellyfish!S/O
So, first, for the basic facts
You grew up with the Tweels and Azul in the coral sea (Crystal jellies, Moray eels, and some octopuses are pelagic, so it makes sense)
You don't swim very fast, so you would often skip phys ed in elementary and middle school
You started dating him at the end of your second year at NRC
Unlike the boys, I feel like you'd be assigned to Pomfiore - Crystal Jellie's are beautiful and have toxic stings
You do still stay at the school throughout the winter holiday
When you started attending NRC, all of you found out that you can sense when people have cancer! The staff had to spend around an hour just to explain to you why you can't just walk up to them and tell them though....
Azul
You went to school with the boys
At first? You were terrified of Azul
Some types of Octopus eat jellyfish!
But you got over that when you realized he was bullied too
So, growing up, you two built a close bond - you, because of the bullying for your body proportions, and him for his weight
You would both skip phys ed together, complain about other students, everything!
You were 100% his biggest supporter when he started using his unique magic to get back at bullies
Because of this, once you two both went to NRC, you stuck together as close as can be
You're the only person who he helps for free (Yay!)
Neither of you are good at flying class
But that's okay, he'll just make a deal with someone who is
Also, your job in the Mostro Lounge is generally to use your Unique Magic - Concealed Fulmination (Turns you invisible and shock people) - in order to whisper in people's ears in why they should make a deal with Azul
Awww, when he overblotted, he never hurt you <3 He assumed you were the only innocent person in that school lol
You tend to stay away from Floyd, he finds it interesting that you can't feel pain (Azul, meanwhile, is panicking internally - can he just keep you in an aquarium to keep you safe and protected?)
Floyd
You were also terrorized by Floyd growing up if Jade wasn't there to stop him
He did mellow out once you two went to NRC - after all, he had new prey
You often got sat with him in class
You were ready to strangle him half of the time and actually did try once
That was the day he actually took notice of you and your natural talent for squeezing
He makes it his life's (Or moods?) goal to end up with you
Once you two do start dating, Floyd would absolutely love that you don't have pain receptors!
He could squeeze you as much as he wants and you won't complain!
At least, until he accidentally breaks your arm - oopsies
After that, he tends to be a little more careful with you - not enough really that other students will notice, but just enough that there aren't any more incidents of him injuring you
Floyd gets you into all kinds of trouble when he's in the mood
If he's in a bad mood, though? Azul throws you at him and runs
"You deal with it! You're his friend!"
"So? You're his partner!"
Jade
Jade, Jade, Jade
He's entertained by how skittish you used to be around Azul
He scares you on purpose sometimes because he thinks you look pretty when you glow
He's also a bit surprised still by how big you can open your mouth
Like, in your jellyfish form, you can open it to half your size??? You can still open it to a quarter of your size when still in human form?
He doesn't let Floyd squeeze you, don't worry!
(He does have you go up to random people sometimes though and have you tell them they have cancer)
Jade definitely will teach you all about mushrooms. Good ones, bad ones, edible ones, poisonous ones, all mushrooms!
Hopefully you listen, he'll be sad if you don't
You wouldn't want him to cry, would you?
Jade cooks for you whenever you ask - so long as he has time
Wait- Y/n, why did you just request jellyfish??? Y/n, get back here!
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