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)
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.
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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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.
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.”
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?”
“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.
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.
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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october writing prompt #2 - lovesick + first date
characters: floyd and jade leech, twisted wonderland
contains: yandere themes, reader referred to in second person pov, gender neutral reader
You weren't... entirely sure as to how you got in this position.
There was two eels sitting in front of you in the Monstro Lounge. That in itself wouldn't be too strange, if not for the fact that the lounge had been completely cleared out. It was only you three here, and they were looking at you with... something in their eyes.
You hoped it wasn't hunger.
There was some trust between you, but not much, if you were honest. How were you supposed to know what to expect when they take you to an empty place with those looks on their faces?
Floyd had been so excited about it, too, and Jade had even been smiling - safe to say, you were on edge.
"Now, what's with that face?" Jade breaks you out of your thoughts with a furrow in his brows, Floyd suddenly stopping his excited ramblings to listen in.
"Did you have other plans? I could have sworn..." He mumbles something you can't hear clearly, a 'schedule' and 'research' thrown in there. It does nothing but confuse you further, but you shake your head anyways and instead ask as to what you're doing here with them.
Floyd is the one who answers you, leaning forward on the table and looking at you intently. Gaining his full attention so suddenly makes you shiver.
"Hah...? Silly shrimpy, it's a date. Couldn't you tell?" He says it like it's the most obvious thing in the universe, and you can't help but freeze in shock. When had they given any signals for even being interested in you...?
"Oh, you couldn't?" Jade reasons out, looking at you, his expression only growing more intense. "Hm... I thought I got human courting rituals down... No matter. It's on the house, so let's have a good time, yes?"
His tone doesn't give any room for protest, and you could have sworn you could've seen a flash of crazed adoration in his eyes. You get the feeling that... even if you wanted to say no, they wouldn't have let you go anyways.
It's going to be a long night.
Hello! May I please request a gn!reader that loves marine science and all things ocean and how they would get along with the Octavinelle boys? Reader did not know that the Octavinelle trio were merfolk until the events of Book 3 unfolded. (Platonic please, if you don’t mind)
hey hey! sorry this took so long<3
⇢ Octavinelle x Gn! Reader
⇢Warnings; Platonic relationships. gn! reader, marine biologist! reader
He’s definitely interested in any facts you randomly go off on about, especially if you start ranting about Octavinelle and how much you love it all
It’s an ego boost for him<3
But not rlly, Azul is actually interested in the facts, he also definitely learned something new about himself during your rants about octopi
Skip forward to book 3, when you happen to learn about them being mermen, he bluescreens damn near every time you ask about his mer-form
and asking him to change into it
.. He’ll do it maybe once but from then on it’s only on special occasions (or if he’s in an extremely good mood)
please just compliment his form, not specifically cause it’ll change the fact of when he’ll reveal it to you (..maybe tho?)
and definitely not because of the bias discounts..
and definitely because he’s genuinely pretty and god damn he needs the boost in his confidence (also the truth)
While he also is very interested to hear about anything you have, Jade likes to create mental notes about any other mer-creature hybrids that may help convince them of one thing or another
Already knows about him and his twins’ hybrid species, you can’t really surprise him with anything but he likes to give you any facts that pop into his head
just to watch you become confused and scramble to add it to notes or attempting to evidence of said creature doing that
It’s not that it hasn’t crossed his mind to show you, Jade just wanted to wait before you went and started turning him into the guinea pig
But like, the wait was worth it because hearing your excited gasp and nearly trip over yourself to grab anything you could about eels to do.. whatever and sketch, to pics, whatever was super amusing to him
Floyd is equally energetic as you are about it, he can list any defense tactic any sea mer-person can do once he gets going, simply due to either scaring, fighting, or some other “experiment”
He definitely doesn’t even attempt to hide his mer-form away, and loved the attention you give him in that form
Be careful because he will try to squeeze and/or bite you if you’re not paying attention
srsly watch out bc he has sOME CHOMPERS
he went nomnomnomnomnomnom-
He’s very pleased by the little human being absolutely enchanted with his eel teeth and whatnot, but don’t think that stops him from messing around with you
because it doesn’t<33
I Think Something Might Be Wrong
Characters: Azul, Floyd, Grim. Mentioned: Riddle, Leona, Yuu, Kalim, Vil, Idia, Malleus, Jade.
Night Raven College is in complete disarray. This isn’t unusual, per say, but there’s something distressing to it.
Riddle can’t get his students to leave their dorm, not even their dorm rooms.
Mostro Lounge is completely overwhelming Yuu, leaving them stressed and snapping at anyone nearby.
Malleus’s students simply won’t leave him be, they’re following his every movement and asking for advice every three seconds.
Idia is crying in a corner, and while that’s not new, the fact that he’s banned from his games until the end of the day is.
Kalim is miserable as he focuses on his party, managing every detail to perfection.
Vil is exhausted from his morning workout, and is covered in dirt as a result of it.
Leona is sulking in his dorm, growling as one of his students tries to enter and tell him breakfast is ready.
And Azul is simply, plainly, and wholly confused as to why nobody is where they’re supposed to be and why nobody is concerned.
See, when he woke up in a completely different place than when he fell asleep, it immediately set off alarm bells. Was it a prank? Surely it was a joke played on him by the twins. It wouldn’t be hard, he supposed, to sneak him into Ramshackle dorm in the middle of the night.
But there’s something…even more different. Grim, Yuu’s precious ward, was sleeping on the bed with him, tucked around his feet. When he nudged the creature with his foot, he earned a sleepy, “Morning, Henchman.” from him.
Azul laughed, which only made Grim look confused. The creature shrugged, then said, “It’s tuna time! Get up, or we’ll be late!”
This made Azul pause. Since when was Grim ever so blatant with him? But, he supposed, maybe it was a joke after all.
He got up and padded down the stairs, groaning at the feeling of walking. Why would walking hurt? Why does he hurt all over? It was so bad, actually, that he had to grab the railing of the stares to keep himself from falling.
“Azul? You good?” Grim asked, scampering toward him, “You look sick. Do I need to tell the teachers you aren’t coming today?”
“Pardon? No, no, I’m quite fine. Thank you for your concern, Grim.” Azul said, “Actually, do you know where Yuu is?”
Grim paused, “Jeez, you must be in pain if you’re asking for them. They’re probably busy at Mostro this morning, though. Why?”
Azul’s eyebrows knitted together in confusion, “Why would Yuu be at Mostro Lounge?”
Grim stared back, “Because it’s in their dorm?”
The two stared at each other.
“What an amusing joke. Now, will you tell me where they are really?”
Grim scampered up Azul’s leg, settling into his arms as he yelped in surprise. “You don’ have a fever. Did you hit your head last night?”
Azul huffed and set Grim down, “I’m not- this little joke needs to end now, Grim.”
The concerned look Grim gave him made fear pool like lead into his stomach. “Henchman, I think you need to see the nurse.”
“Pardo- I’m well, thank you! I…” he sighed, deciding to let it go for now, “Well, if Yuu isn’t here, I suppose there’s no harm in tuna.”
Grim was quickly swayed over into forgetting the conversation at the mention of tuna, and he cheered as he ran down the stairs in front of Azul, straight to the kitchen.
Azul did his best to make it downstairs, gripping the railing. He stretched his back when he finally made it to the bottom and shuffled into the kitchen behind Grim.
It was clean - cleaner than he had ever seen it. It looked somewhat renovated as well, with cool, teal hexagon backsplash and freshly painted white cabinets. On autopilot, Azul went to grab a can of tuna and a plate for Grim, trying to remember what he could of the night prior. When Grim was served and Azul quietly began to make himself breakfast, he paused, staring down at his own hands.
Since when did he know where everything was? Since when did he go into someone else’s dorm and eat their food, especially when they’re out?
He began to put the food away, only to hear Grim yell, “Henchman! You have to eat breakfast, I know you! Get to cooking.”
He paused again, distraught, but barely had time to register it before he heard a knock at the door.
Surely this must be the end to the nightmare, he thought, the prank must be over since he didn’t give in.
When he opened the door, he was met with Floyd.
“So this little prank i-“
“Do you remember everything?” Floyd cut him off, looking worried and almost sick.
“What?” Azul asked, “What do you mean?”
“Who’s the housewarden of Scarabia?” Floyd asked again in a rush, his heterochromatic eyes staring down at Azul.
“Kalim Al Asim.” He replied, “What kind of question is that?”
Floyd let out a sigh of relief and practically tackled Azul in a hug, “Thank the seven you remember. Nobody else does, not even Jade. I think it’s because I-“
“Get off my henchman!” Grim cried, running over to them. He crawled up Floyd’s legs and waist, nails digging in as his bit down on his hand.
Floyd looked confused and shook his hand, watching Grim refuse to let go.
“I won’t let them rope you into a contract!” Grim said around Floyd’s hand, though he honestly could have said many other things and they’d be none the wiser.
Azul managed to break free of Floyd’s hold long enough to tactfully remove Grim from the eel.
“Azul,” Floyd said, “You’re missing’ your magic, right? Cause Shrimpy’s suddenly got some and it looks like yours.”