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luxthestrange · 2 days ago
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TWST Incorrect quotes#172 SCATTER!?
DormLeaders+Jamil: I haven't seen Yuu and their "Gang" for fifteen minutes now
*Outside a nearby window, a car without a driver inside is seen rolling down a driveway, with a group of five running away in a panic, One doesn't look even looked panicked but is laughing as he carries two smaller ones over his shoulders*
DormLeaders+Jamil: That probably means they're getting into trouble
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...Your guess as good as mine how we got a car
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festering-obsession · 2 days ago
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ANON: notSFW of the octavinelle boys??
Warnings: Yandere/Unhealthy Relationships(Don't Really Mention Yandere Behaviors that much but it's implied), Established Relationships, Characters/Reader are Eighteen Or Above/Aged to 3rd Years, Dubious, No Gender Specific Pronouns but Implied AFAB Body, Body Issues (Azul), Slight Blood, Slight Monster, Established Relationship
A/N: I posted this months ago but it never showed up, and I finally found why. I'll posting this one more time to see how it'll go.
Azul Ashengrotto:
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- On the outside, he's so calculating and suave. Seemingly perfect charisma as well. Azul is a gentleman (to an extent) and the ringleader of his dorm. He tries so, so hard to seem cool to you as well. But whenever you lean into his chest or hold his hand back tight with reassurance, he hopes you can't see his blush or the light fog blinding his glasses.
-Little do people know he whimpers and jerks himself off to the thought of you. He imagines you bent over the sofa in his office whining for his touch. He'd love to caress every corner of your body and to utterly drown himself into you.
- Sure, he has you in his completely in his hold, but he can't help but blush at your body. So perfect in comparison to his. Although obsessive, he does want you to yearn back for him sexually to help out his confidence.
- Azul really hopes you make the first move, but he tries to seduce you. He'll leave his hand on your thigh for too long and a little too high up. He'll let his hands linger on your hips whenever he goes in to hug you. Whenever he goes to kiss you, he starts at the neck first before going up to reach your lips. That was the tipping point as he heard you whimper in response.
‘"Now he's a mess. He didn't even expect to get this far finally, but he's not going to back down from this. He pushes you against the back of the door, locking it as he hikes your leg onto his hip as his hands greedily grab you.Azul's gloved hands roam over your body, one hand slipping under your shirt to feel your chest as his other hand grips your thigh. You feel so dazed as his tongue slips into your mouth, and his erection presses against you. Azul's heart beats faster, and he hopes you cant feel the anxiety radiating off of him. He didn't expect to take you here and now, yet hands button down your shirt. You can hear the light buzz of the restaurant going on outside this door, but you don't care. You need Azul in you just as much as he needs to be inside you."’
- Azul loves to explore your body during sex. He loves to have you completely naked as he retains his clothes on. Very seldom will you find him naked is when he is in his octopus form, and that'll take a lot of reassurance in the first place.
- However, when you finally get to have sex with him in that form, his tentacles will wrap around you and pleasure you from almost every angle. Azul really, really loves pleasuring you.
- He really tries hard to be dominant, but he wants you to take the reigns at times. He loves nothing more than praise (degradation is off limits for obvious reasons) as you tell him how good he makes you feel.
- He tries to be prepared, lube, condoms, pills, but he does love going raw. Finishing inside you and seeing his cum leak down really does cause him to skip a heartbeat.
- Aftercare? He is really good at it. He'll help make you a bath and get anything you need. He'll lay down next to you and tell you sweet nothings (please reassure him back you love him just as much.)
Jade Leech:
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- He follows your body with a predatory gaze, seeing how your clothes hug onto your body and tighten in certain areas.
- But the difference with Jade is that he will make the first move. Once he has roped you into the relationship, he'll get you on your knees in a matter of time.
- He won't even try to hide his lust for you. He'll tease you. Pushing you against the wall with his lips tingling your collarbone only to pull away, lifting your chin up to his face to watch you gaze up at him.
- Jade doesn't even want others to look at you. Once the two of you finally have sex together for the first time, his libido spikes. He loves it when you cockwarm him, quickies between classes and job shifts, or taking you somewhere hopefully no one will see. In his mind, he has to breed you. How will everyone know you're his human?
‘A slight tear goes down your face as Jade kisses up and down your neck, red marks left behind. His hands creep down your your underwear and his hand slips between your wet folds. Your back leans against his chest as you moan wantingly. Class has already started, but the only thing on your mind is his fingers inside you, pumping in and out. Your legs begin to shake and Jade leans your body against him as the two of you slide down to the floor, your legs still shaking. "Don't hold back your moans, I want everyone to know you're mine." Jade's hand leaves your hole and he licks his fingers as he unzips his pants.”’
- A fantasy of Jades is having a remote controlled vibrator and seeing you struggle to act normally around in public. And all he does is smirk as you beg him to slow it down in a light whispers.
- A fan of predator/prey!! He prefers to stealthily chase after you in the water. He'll give you warning signs that he's close which prompts you to swim faster. Jade could honestly get you within seconds, but you look so helpless! It arouses him around the fact that he could do anything he wants and you'll be powerless. He'll decide when he's had enough and soon he'll have you bouncing on his dick.
- Jade does have lube on hand, but condoms? What's the point in them if he plans to knock you up anyways? Making you carry his child will just make you be more dependent on him and lessen the chance of escape!
- Which means, any position that allows him to thrust in deeper. Missionary position, breeding press, legs on shoulder, etc. Although he loves quickies, he loves these sessions more. Overly stuffing your cunt with his leeking cum makes him finger all of it back inside.
-He also loves fingering you in semi-public too. He gets off how easily he knows your body to get the specific reactions he wants. All while wearing that sharp, slightly drooling grin.
- He has more stamina than you, so he loves to see how worn out you get after. Your shallow breathes as he leans you against his chest. He may be a yandere, but he wants you to get the care you deserve (as long as you cooperate of course). He'll give you a bath and even clean your tired body (which may or may not lead to more sex). But just let the eel take care of you. Its better to just go along with what he says, you don't want to see him truly angry.
Floyd Leech:
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-Floyd, for lack of better words, is unhinged. There's nothing he loves more than his little shrimpy laying naked underneath him. Even if he can't properly convey how much he loves your body, he pays such special attention to every curve or corner. Marking every part with his bites. Yes, it'll sting but he'll make sure to kiss your bruises better.
-Speaking of which, he'll always see you as little compared to him no matter what. Even if you're on the chubby scale, no need need to be insecure! You are perfect in all shapes and form. Your body constantly gets him riled up.
- There's no beating around the bush for Floyd, he'll straight up tell you "Shrimpyy, lets play~" or "I want you so bad." Most the times he'll whisper it in your ear to get a reaction out of you, but he doesn't mind saying it out loud either.
- He also has such an oral fixation for you. He loves eating you out, tasting you. Licking the juices off your thighs and off his fingers when he's done fingering your hole.
‘“F-Floyd...No more." Tears go down your face as your body reaches your next climax. Fuck, where does all his stamina come from? His hands grip down on the meat of your thighs as he fucks himself deeper inside you. "Shrimpy, you know I can't do that~ You feel too good!" Floyd pants out as his eyes gaze at you in a mix of lust and obsession. There's already a pile of cum dripping from underneath the both of you. His hips pick up pace as you grip onto his wrinkled blazer, moaning out loud again as your orgasm follows as Floyd packs more of his cum inside you. His head rests against your shoulder for a few seconds. Then, you feel his thrusts start up again.’
- Floyd doesn't really want to wear a condom. Nothing feels better than your walla squeezing down on him. Besides, he wouldn't mind a few little shrimpies running around through the house. - Although he does love to fuck you for hours in a secluded room from everyone else, nothing gets his blood pumping like quickies. He'll find a place that'll let him to be balls deep inside you.
- He really likes having sex in his eel form dark at night. His predator/prey kicks in by tenfolds. Even more if you're not the best in the swimming area. Even in a shallow area he'll dissappear in the water. You freak out a bit, feeling random touches on your thigh even if you know it's him. You try to swim away but he pulls you back. He'll slip you under water and his eyes can glow in the water as he watches you hungrily. As soon as you emerge back for air, he loses his control as he tries to breed you full.
-In terms of aftercare, he could be better. After sex, he prefers to just latch onto you. What do you mean you need to use the bathroom? Fine, but you better come back soon! Wait did he hear you turn on the shower? Suddenly, he's glued to your back as he enjoys the warm water and your skin. But as soon as you step out the shower in a towel, back to bed you go.
-cole.
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leviathism · a day ago
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hello, i was the one who requested the idia/floyd/reader fic and i wanted to thank u!! i love ur writing. do you think you could write more for them? like a date at the fair or an arcade
gender neutral reader
This had been your worst idea yet.
You had been looking towards the fair for the past two months now. Ever since it was announced, you had the desire to go. Who knew if fairs were different here or not?
Unfortunately, you didn’t think of your boyfriends’ personalities.
Floyd had ruined the punching bag that one festival vendor had, and you had sworn to pay the poor man back for the damages. Then Idia had almost crawled into your and Floyd’s hoodies several times to try and hide when he failed miserably at any of the games. And to top it all off, Idia didn’t want to go on any rides and Floyd was already bored.
So you sat there, miserably eating some disgusting soggy fries as you watched Idia try to throw a hoop onto a bottle to win a fish and Floyd go and harass and traumatize some small children.
You looked back to your fries, trying to reign in your mood so you didn’t snap at anyone.
Idia slumped onto the bench next to you, immediately leaning all his weight onto your side. He placed his plastic bag with his fish on the table, washing it sadly swim in the limited space it had.
“You’ll have to build him a tank,” you said, tracing a finger over the clear plastic. Idia took a fry, hungry.
“Yeah.” He didn’t seem to be in a talkative mood, which it seemed like he never was, but whatever. You ate some more fries.
There was piercing scream. Floyd came back, a content smile on his face. You gave him an unimpressed stare but didn’t say anything.
“Ya should’ve seen that girls face!” He laughed, a big dopey grin spreading across his lips.
He sat across from you and Idia, grinning more when you two greeted him. His gaze lingered on you before it drifted downwards to the wooden picnic table.
“Ooh, I saw you two got some food.” Floyd picked up the plastic bag, eyeing the fish as he mindlessly licked his lips.
Idia paled considerably but remained silent. He still struggled with saying no in your relationship, even with how close the three of you had gotten. You frowned and watched him, waiting for him to say something.
“Um… It’s not really…” Floyd began picking at where the bag was tied shut and Idia clutched desperately at the edge of the table, looking at you for help. “Uh..!”
“Floyd. It’s a friend.” You leaned your head on your propped up hand, suddenly exhausted. “It’s Idia’s new pet fish.”
Floyd frowned but obediently set the fish back on the table. Idia urgently picked it up and placed it on his lap out of Floyd’s sight.
Idia shot you a grateful look. You would have to work on his communication more, but right now… You closed your eyes. This was not how you wanted your night to go.
You sighed, a little bummed out and turned your mouth into your palm to face away from them so they couldn’t see your expression.
Then the fireworks began to set off. Idia jumped in his seat and Floyd’s laughter almost drowned out the explosions.
You sat up straight quickly, realizing the potential immediately. Bright colors, loud noises. Plus, nobody would be moving too much with groups spread in the empty fields to watch. It was perfect.
“Let’s go.” You stood up, brushing dirt off your pants. Idia stood up with you and Floyd went around the side of the table to stand next to the two of you.
“I didn’t know they had fireworks,” Idia said meekly, holding his fish to his chest.
“That’s ‘cause ya never leave your house.” Floyd elbowed him in the side making Idia glare at him.
“Let’s all be nice and kind, alright?” You sighed before Idia could snap back. You decided the three of you were never going to go to the fair again.
“Hmph, fine,” Idia muttered and began to lead the way, shoulders hiked up. You followed after him, and Floyd grabbed your hand and walked beside you.
Idia looked at the sky instead of all the people, miraculously dodging all the children running around. Meanwhile, Floyd snagged fries out of people’s containers when they weren’t looking. Criminal.
“See, this is a good spot!” You snagged the back of Idia’s hoodie, making him stumble to a stop.
“Is this it?” Floyd asked, already bored. You sighed.
“No. There’s a grand finale,” Idia moved to be behind the two of you and wrapped his arms around your waist. You were growing frustrated and Floyd seemed to notice. So he squinted his eyes at the fireworks and focused.
“I like the blue ones.” You patted his arm.
“A for effort.”
The grand finale was huge and worth it. Well, you enjoyed yourself at least. Maybe you were a little satisfied with tonight’s date.
“This was fun! We should do it again.” Idia smiled, hugging you tightly from his hidden position.
You thought for a minute and you were going to agree as maybe you could do it on a day Floyd wanted to go, but then…
“Maybe not…” You didn’t think you’d be welcomed back, especially with the sight of the security guards eyeing up Floyd currently.
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vannrou · a day ago
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Ok since my works are finally showing in the tags; I will be accepting requests from twst and enstars
No NSFW tho, my blog is strictly fluff only
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angelizs · a month ago
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[Club activities - part 1]
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Summary: Crowley insists you join one of the school's clubs, even though your schedule is already full. Having no other choice, you oblige, on one condition: you'll attend a meeting of each club before deciding which one you'll join. As expected, shenanigans ensue.
Notes: gn!reader, humor, it's kinda long, reader is oblivious, mentions of minor injuries but in a funny way dw, I had to research about horse management and now you'll know about it too
Part: 1 (you're here!) / 2 (soon!)
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"Do I really have to do this? Isn't it enough that I already am your unnoficial errand runner, Grim's babysitter, Ramshackle's prefect and have to deal with an overblot a month on top of whatever insanity the students decide to put me through while I try to keep my grades up to not lose my scholarship?"
You really hoped he would listen to reason, after all, you already have way more than enough on your plate. As it is, he obviously didn't hear to a word you said. How unfortunate. 
"Of course it's most crucial you participate in a club! As a model educator, I must set an example for my peers. How would it look if one of my students didn't partake in such an important school activity?"
Crowley looks agravated by the mere idea. You deadpan at him. He stares back at you. Grim snoozes in the background. 
"Well, which one will it be?"
You sigh, as if the weight of the world was in your shoulders.
"...Can I see the list, at least?"
Crowley smiles, his whole demeanor changing as soon as he got what he wanted. You brace yourself for what is to come, knowing it will be a headache.
After taking a look at your options, you decide to go in one meeting of each before choosing one to join. You could just randomly pick one and be done with it, but since you're already being forced to do this, you should do something you enjoy.
The headmaster gives you a genial smile and agrees on your conditions, telling you how kind he is for doing so and how it will be great for your education. You glare at him, defeated.
Better start sooner than later, right?
Spelldrive Club (Leona, Ruggie, Epel)
Good news, you've played spelldrive before, so you're not entirely lost!
You keep that in mind as you arrive at the field. It's pretty intimidating, with most of the players being thugs from Savanaclaw that look like they could fold you in half like a twig. You scurry to Epel's side.
He's surprised you decided to participate in a meeting, but really happy as well since it's a chance to show off his manliness to you. You chat for a bit as you wait for Leona, the captain, to arrive. Ruggie eventually joins you both, cracking some joke about your unexpected attendance and having a new member on the team.
Once Leona arrives, he looks just as grumpy as usual, but his ears are perked up and he's scanning the field as if looking for something. And it seems he finds it once his eyes land on you, leading him to your little group's direction.
Crowley had the decency of telling him in advance about your test drive of the club, but Leona warns you he won't allow you to slack off just because it's your first day. You're surprised he even bothered to tell you this, as you imagined he would be as unenthusiastic as he is about his normal classes. It seems he has high expectations for you. Epel and Ruggie look startled as well, but wisely keep their mouths shut.
Everyone did light stretchs and got their brooms, ready to play. It was... intense. You already expected it from what little experience you had from the tornament, not to mention that by being magicless you had a limited range of moves you could pull, but it seemed Leona was a strict leader when it came to the sport. 
That, or he wanted to show off today for some reason. According to one of Epel's snide remarks, Leona is usually more laid back than he was being. You couldn't help but worry it had something to do with you, so you kept your head low and tried to follow the best you could, least he screamed at you as well. Besides, his complaints did sound reasonable, even if he was blunt and kind of rude about them, so it was good he was so motivated!
And he wasn't the only one. Epel was giving his all, pulling stunts left and right to get points. You were amazed by his ability, since you've never seen him play before, you had no idea he was this good! Your gaze would wander to wherever he was and you could swear you felt him staring back sometimes, though he turned his head away too fast for you to confirm it.
Even so, he wasn't safe from blundering his play eventually. After marking a point, he turned in your direction, confident that you've been watching, chest puffed out proudly. Only to be met with your panicked look as you tried to signal for him to look behind. One of the players from Savanaclaw shoved him then, almost dropping him from his broom. Luckly, Epel managed to catch himself just in time to avoid an accident, making you sigh relieved, your clammy hands readjusting their grip on your own broom, heart beating wildly on your chest. Leona screamed at both of you for being distracted, but he glared harder at Epel.
Ruggie was another one set on impressing you with his techniques, doing dangerous tricks on his broom while in midair. You knew he was very good, he was the one you went against on the first time you played, after all, but still cheered on his tricks. His cheeky smile stayed firm on his face, growing at every compliment you threw his way. His tail was wagging behind him, but you didn't have to know that.
The thing is, if he started to pay too much attention on you to gauge your reactions, he got distracted from the game going on around him. On more than one occasion he was almost throw out while dangling on his broom with only his feet, somehow managing to get his balance back everytime. Leona looked ready to burst a blood vessel when it happened, you had a feeling he was going to be extra annoying to Ruggie for the rest of the week.
All in all, you couldn't do much, so you stayed at the sidelines watching your friends play. You were sweating all over, the scorching sun shining above you. Did you remember to use sunscreen? You closed your eyes and took one arm off your broom to wipe out some sweat from your brow, distracted. You were pretty tired. The shouting went on at the background. You had the impression your friends were calling your name. As soon as you were going to turn to their direction and see what it was that they wanted, everything went black and you lost consciousness.
You woke up at the infirmary, having a feeling of deja vu. Why whenever you tried to play spelldrive something had to happen? Epel, Ruggie and Leona were by your bedside, looking worried, upset or annoyed. They explained a disk went out of course and ended up hitting you at the back of your head, causing you to pass out. 
Ruggie proudly announced he was the first one to react and caught you just in time, before you hit the ground. Epel added that he helped Ruggie bring you to the infirmary and that Leona went off on everyone at the field for not catching the damned disk. Leona just huffed and pretended to not care, but you could tell he did just from how he stayed waiting for you to wake up.
As sweet as that little moment was, you didn't want a repeat of what happened and felt spelldrive wasn't really for you. Time to check out other clubs. 
(Epel excitedly asks for you to come and watch another pratice some time. Ruggie backs him up and pulls his puppy eyes on you. Leona looks like he would like that as well but stays silent, staring at you expectantly, ears perked up. You end up agreeing, not wanting to crush their enthusiasm. It seems they really enjoyed having you over. Not sure if the rest of the team could say the same, but a glare from Leona will shut them up if they dare to bother you.)
Equestrian Club (Riddle, Silver, Sebek)
There were horses on campus!? How come you never met one before? Time to rectify that!
You couldn't remember if you ever rode a horse before or not. Well, surely everything would turn out alright, since some of the most responsible people were on this club. Surely.
Riddle was the one that greeted you and showed you around the stables. There was a huge area dedicated to them, with all the horses having their own section and a fenced space reserved for riding them. They were all very well taken care of, as Riddle made sure to tell you about some of his duties as a member of the club. He even took you to meet his horse and taught you how to pet it!
You also met Sebek and Silver tending to their horses and talked with them a bit. Sebek expressed his diligence as always, talking loudly about his passion for the sport and how he would definitly make his Lord proud of his work. Silver was less overwhelming and seemed gentler surrounded by animals like that, as he told you softly that he was glad you showed interest in their club and how he hoped you'd enjoy it.
After such a warm welcome, you had your hopes high for this club! (Especially after what happened at spelldrive pratice). It didn't involve any magic either, so you could do everything just fine. All was well, until you were assigned a horse to tend for the day.
There was only one horse available, so you didn't have much of a choice, really. It was a beautiful white horse that truly looked straight out of a fairytale, with it's elegant aura and thick mane. If only it's temper could match it's appearence. It was one of the most petulant equines you've ever seen. It took a while for it to even let you get closer without trying to bite your hand off.
Silver said it still didn't have a name and Riddle told you that since you were it's handler for the day, you should name it. You decided to name it Maximus. Sebek liked the name, loudly approving it. Maximus seemed pretty content as well, so you patted yourself on the back for scoring one point with him.
The first thing you were going to do before actually riding him was to groom him. You decided to watch how your friends did it and mimick their actions. Riddle handed you a bucket with different brushes that you had no idea what should be used for. Sebek secured Maximus for you, saying it was to make sure he wouldn't move around while you tried to take care of him. Silver helped you two get acquainted, making sure you knew basic safety instructions.
You grab a round rubber comb, watching Riddle rub circles on his horse's side with a firm hold. Starting on Maximus' left side, you hesitantly bring the comb in contact with his fur, watching as he gives you a nasty side eye. You weakly start your sweeps, careful to not hurt him or press on a tender spot. Riddle tells you to use more pressure in order to remove the dirt from his coat. You increase your strenght as he nods approvingly. Just as he's about to turn back to his own work, he sees you sliding the brush down Maximus' shoulders and to his legs, his tail swishing in warning. He manages to pull you back just in time before Maximus closes his jaw where your hand was mere moments ago. Your arm trembles and your eyes are wide as he explains which areas are sensitive and that you'd better avoid them.
After using a stiff brush that reminded you of a broom to knock out the dirt you had loosened, being extra careful on the areas Riddle mentioned, you grab a soft brush. You feel dread pool on your stomach as you watch Silver kneel down to tend to his horse's legs. You stare at Maximus, hoping he would let you do the same, but you swear his expression is one that says 'I dare you to try and see what happens'. You gulp but still get down to it, better get it done as soon as possible. The front legs go swimmingly, the back ones not so much. As you're almost getting finished you accidently press on a sore spot. Maximus loudly neighs, stamps his foot and raises his knee, causing you to fall on your behind, surprised and very much still in hitting range. You were pretty sure that was it, you were going to infirmary again with the worst concussion ever known to man. Thankfully, Silver had noticed it just in time to drag you away, holding you by your armpits like a misbehaving kitten. Your knees feel weak, so you stay on the ground with a racing heart as you watch Silver calm Maximus down.
The next step was to clean Maximus' hooves. Anyone with half a brain cell could sense it was a bad idea to leave you to it, so you stayed back while Sebek did the cleaning. He didn't to it quietly though, he made sure to shout every step so you'd learn how to do it at a later date. You couldn't even find it in yourself to be mad at his condescending tone, too grateful for him helping you out. You thank him sincerely as he pauses mid rant. He stares at you with his mouth open, as if he had short circuited. Sebek stays strangely quiet for the next few minutes, not making eye contact with you but trying to steal glances your way without you noticing. Maximus huffs and it sounds mocking, somehow. 
To finish it up, you comb Maximus' mane, untangling it carefully, finding it surprisingly relaxing and by far the best part of this whole thing. When brushing his tail, you make sure to stand by his side, not behind, to avoid almost being kicked again. You look proudly at your work as Maximus flaunts himself. Riddle, Silver and Sebek compliment your efforts, making you smile sincerely despite being pretty sure Maximus hates your guts and has cursed your entire bloodline in his mind.
Finally, the time has come. You're going to actually ride the horse now!
That is, if you manage to mount it first. 
You try to mount Maximus' by his right side, but he doesn't budge. Plus, he's too tall for you to reach properly. He stares at you. You're sure he's laughing at your misery. Silver, bless him, comes to your aid. He hands you a safety helmet and calmly checks if the saddle is well secured with the girth and all buckles are fastened. He offers you his hand and you take it, letting him guide you to Maximus' left side as he explains just how to get up. He looks very princely like this, talking almost excitedly... or, well, as excited as Silver gets. He doesn't look like he's about to fall asleep, so that must count for something, and there's a rare smile on his face. He must really like his club. And the horses seem to like him just fine as well. Way too fine, actually, since they insist in interrupting him as he talks, demanding his attention. His horse smacks it's tail on your face as it nuzzles on Silver's hand. Maximus neighs amused, that bastard.
You thank Silver and let him get to his own activities, not wanting to take more of his time. He leaves, but his smile dropped and he looked almost disappointed. You wonder what that was about. Either way, you go find a steeping stool to help you mount Maximus. Riddle goes with you, insisting in supervising everything to make sure you won't have any problems. He holds Maximus' face to make sure he will stay quiet for you to mount him like Silver taught you to. As soon as you're seated Riddle withdraws from proximity, letting Maximus have some space. However, before you get time to grip the reins, Maximus takes off, leaving you to desperately hold onto his neck as he runs around. Riddle goes after the two of you, trying to stop him while you hold your screams in. After a full minute of this, Maximus suddenly stops, making you let go of your grip on him and fall to the side. Riddle fusses over you, making sure you're not badly hurt while reprimanding the horse for the stunt he pulled. 
You do feel sore all over, but refuse to back down. You're not going to let Maximus have the last laugh. You thank Riddle for his help and let him go back to his horse, assuring him you'll be fine. He checks on you once more to make sure you're ok before going, looking behing his shoulder as if you were about to fall again. You smile reassuringly. His face turns red like his hair and he scurries away. You take Maximus back to where you left the steeping stool, determined to mount him and actually stay there this time.
Sebek notices your struggle and decides to graciously help you once more. Maximus squirms around but eventually the two of you make him stay in place while you mount him. Sebek keeps his hand on Maximus while you adjust your footing and organize the reins. Once you're ready, you nudge Maximus with your lower leg, encouraging him to start walking. Sebek insists on being close the entire time, making corrections to your position and moviments, such as keeping your back straight and looking forward. Even with his harsh soldier like tone, you begin enjoying the ride and compliment him on his ability as a teacher, stating how much of an exceptional rider he must be. Sebek blushes and starts stuttering, words getting mixed up with one another. Without his clear instructions you start having a rockier time with reining Maximus, but he manages to not blunder his words too much when telling you how to halt and to dismount your horse.
At the end of pratice you're sweaty, covered in mud and sore all over. It was fun some times, but you rather not have to worry for your life at every meeting (the overblots and dealing with your friends antics was already more than enough life threatning excitement for you). You also feel you should steer clear from the stables, just in case Maximus tries to commit his revenge on you. Time to check out other clubs.
(The boys insist you only need some more practice, that you have potential, that Maximus will warm up to you. They are very earnest when telling you they enjoyed having you over, even if they had to keep an eye on you the whole time to make sure you wouldn't get hurt. When they ask you to come by another time, you can't say no. You suppose you do owe them one for all their help. They ligthen up when you agree, so you can't bring yourself to regret it, even if you know you'll have to deal Maximus once again.)
Basketball Club (Ace, Floyd, Jamil)
Oh, this is Ace's club, right? And it's a normal non-magical sport as well. Let's give it a try!
The first person to greet you is, obviously, one of your closest friends (and cause of your daily headaches), Ace. He had bragged to you about his ability in playing basketball before, something about being the best freshmen in the team and even Riddle complimenting him on his skill. He teases you, asking if you'll be able to keep up with him, which earns him an eyeroll and a friendly punch on the shoulder.
You quickly remember who else Ace mentioned being on the team as soon as you hear a loud voice call for 'Shrimpy' and two arms squeezing the air out of you. Of course, Floyd was overenthusiastic about your participation, telling you how your presence would surely make things interesting and how this class was starting to get boring so it was good to have something new added to it. You're not sure how to react so you reply telling him you'll do your best (and praying he'd let you go before you run out of air). Floyd stares at you for a bit, taken aback from such an earnest answer, before squeezing you even harder for being so cute. Ace comes to the rescue, saving you from passing out before the class could even start.
You also find another familiar face on the team, Jamil. You thank whatever higher being that was out there looking out for you for sending a sane person to keep you company. It seems Jamil shares the sentiment, as you start a light conversation about the club that ends up being more about Jamil complaining that he had to deal with Kalim's shenanigans his entire life and the only moment he's alone he has to babysit Ace and Floyd, least they cause a disaster and the rest of the team is blamed for it. You sympathize with him, promising to do your part in the babysitting duty for the day. Jamil looks really relieved as he thanks you.
Before pratice, just like in Spelldrive, you did light stretches, competing with Ace to see who can reach their feet when bending down or who can stay longer balancing on one leg. Everyone got separated in duos to train some passes before actually playing. Scattering across the gym, each at one end of the room, you and Ace threw the ball between yourselves. He always had some cheeky comment to make about your lack of skill, which only motivated you to throw the ball harder at his direction, technique be damned. All the while you had to be careful to avoid stray shots from the others around you. Perhaps you should have brought the safety helmet from the Equestrian club.
Floyd and Jamil (he must have been dragged into this, being one of the only ones able to handle Floyd) were right next to where your duo was. They both were obviously skilled, doing tricks with the ball to show off. You were actually pretty impressed as you observed them, so much so that you miscalculated your shot and instead of sending the ball to hit Ace, it went at Floyd's direction. As Floyd was busy annoying the closest student to his side, he only noticed the ball right before it hit him, too late to stop it. 
Thankfully his skull was thick enough that not even a basketball hitting him managed to hurt, though it did leave quite an impressive red mark on his face. Ace swore and scurried away from Floyd's other side, Jamil pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed, you felt your heart drop. The student that previously had Floyd's attention took the opportunity to run away, leaving the four of you in this stalemate. Even with all the activity around, you could only focus on the way Floyd raised his eyes to meet your frightened ones, an impassive expression on his face and your basketball on his hand.
Instead of a frown and the deeper tone of voice you expected (alongside the promise of pain in your future), you were met with a wide grin, sharp teeth at full display, and a high pitched giggle. You didn't know which was worse. Either way, you felt like a prey caught in it's predator radar. Floyd told you that if you wanted to play so bad, he'd be happy to play with you! Ace was planning your funeral already.
And so, what was supposed to be a simple exercise of passing the ball became an impromptu game of dodgeball in which if you were hit, instead of being out you gained a concussion and a trip to the infirmary. Somehow, Ace and Jamil got roped into it as well, the three of you running around to avoid being hit by one of the deathly bullets Floyd threw at you. After noticing it, the club leader announced they could stop for a short break before picking out the teams for a game, in the hopes it would distract the eelmer enough to make him stop.
It worked, since the prospect of 'playing another game with shrimpy' made Floyd get excited to get you on his team. You sighed in relief, a bit out of breath. You and Ace sprawled yourselves at the floor to rest, not caring about how dirty it may be, your legs needed to lay down for a while. He turned his head at your direction and said it was your fault for having such bad aim. You replied with how it was his fault for being so bad at teaching you. You have a stare down that ends in both bursting into laughter.
Jamil and some other second year were the ones choosing the teams. He smiled mischievously, the same smile he had when he was planning something. Jamil could be the calmer one between your options, but that didn't mean he wouldn't cause trouble as well. In the end, you stayed on Jamil's team while Floyd and Ace were on the other. Floyd pouted and whined about how he had wanted to play in the same team as you and Ace seemed a bit miffed (you weren't sure if it was because he ended up against you or because he was with Floyd). Jamil had a very self satisfied smile on his face as he told you which formation your team would use. He sent a smug smirk to the others when you weren't looking.
You were wondering what kind of stunt Floyd would put to get what he wanted, but once the game started he just... didn't do anything. Jamil, on the other hand, was quick to catch the ball and take it to the other side of the court, dodging Ace's attempts at stopping him, jumping high and scoring some points. You were in awe, you had no idea Jamil was this good! As he went to your side with a self-satisfied expression in face, you showered him in compliments, saying how fast he ran and how high he jumped and how he looked really cool! While the smile stayed on his face, it seemed softer, and Jamil wouldn't look you in the eyes, murmuring something that you didn't catch about this being his strategy to win by having you on his side.
As the game went on you managed to get the hang of it, actually enjoying playing! Jamil and you made a great duo and Floyd was too desmotivated to try to win, so that only left Ace as your major obstacle. He'd often try to get the ball from your hands while making some sassy remarks and engaging in light hearted banter with you. Even when you weren't with the ball he stayed close to try to block you. It came to a point when you were going to try to score a point when he appeared in front of you, close enough that you wouldn't have time to dodge him. So, of course, you had to maneuver your way out, getting close to his face as you made sure to keep his hands away from the ball. His attention was solely on you, gaze unwavering as your noses almost touched and your breaths mingled. He was frozen in place and you took your chance, jumping as high as you could and dunking the ball on the net.
Your team cheered you on, a huge smile on your lips as you turned to see Ace's reaction. He was standing at the same spot, still looking at you. You winked playfully and blew him a kiss, rubbing your victory on his face, proud of your work. He blushed and crossed his arms, saying that you cheated by distracting him. His gaze remained on the lower half of you face. Before you could reply, Jamil whisked you away, congratulating you on your shot.
It was good your team got hyped up, but alongside it so did Floyd. He suddenly felt motivated to play against you and see you try to dodge around him like you did with Ace, since it seemed like lots of fun! (Which would not happen because have you seen his height?) It's not like you had a choice in the matter, anyway, since Floyd could easily take down any member of your team and go straight at you now that he felt like playing again. The last minutes were more like a game of tag between you two, Floyd giggling as he tried to catch you. You ran around the players, trying your best to make a complicated path to confuse him. 
You were actually having some fun, seeing Jamil get the ball from Floyd's hands to help you out and Ace try to get in your way to slow you down. Still, you were not used to that much exercise, your sore body becoming your own enemy as you got more sluggish, which in turn made you get more distracted. It was thanks to that you didn't notice Floyd until he was right beside you, ready to glomp you and squeeze as he trapped you in his arms. You'd blame it on your tiredness later, but as a last effort to get away from him you turned around abruptly, supporting your weight on your heel. Since you were worn out, you got dizzy quickly, tripping over your own feet and landing on the ground.
As soon as you felt sharp pain on your ankle you knew you were screwed, a whine coming out of your throat and tears welling in your eyes. Why must something like this always happen to you? The boys crowded over you, asking if you were okay or if you could stand up or if you wanted a hug to feel better. The answer was no to all of them.
In the end, you saw yourself staring at the infirmary ceiling once more, sweaty and tired, your ankle wrapped in bandages and propped up on the bed. Maybe you should stop going to sports clubs' pratices. Ace, Jamil and Floyd stood by your side, watching you to make sure you were alright, in their own ways. You felt a strong sense of deja vu, though you were grateful for them carrying you all the way up there (even if Floyd took the opportunity to squeeze you some). You could tell for sure that basketball wasn't for you. Time to check out other clubs.
(To lift the mood, Ace cracked a joke about how terrible you were at basketball and how you still had a long way to go before reaching his level. Jamil agreed, adding that pratice makes perfect. Floyd said he had much more fun with shrimpy around to keep him entertained. It wss pretty obvious they wanted to see you there again. The three of them looked at you with hope, even if Floyd's puppy eyes didn't work nearly as well as Ruggie's and Ace's and Jamil's tsundere act didn't fool you, you couldn't say no to them. You did have some fun as well, although next time you'll try to only watch and cheer on the sidelines, no need to be on the playing field and within squeezing distance.)
Track and Field Club (Deuce, Jack)
Despite your previous conviction, you decided to give the sports clubs one last chance. As this club didn't involve a game with complicated rules nor any magic, it seemed like the best choice. Positive thinking is key!
As soon as you steped foot into the field, Deuce and Jack came to great you, visibly happy to have you there! (They won't admit it to you, but they were a bit jealous that you had went to your other first year friends' clubs but not to theirs yet. They were determined to impress you.)
You tell them you're a little worried you won't be able to keep up with their pace, since Deuce has won prizes for his speed and Jack goes on morning jogs everyday. They reassure you that it's no problem, they'll help you the best they can!
The other members don't mind you much, letting your friends monopolize your attention. Jack asks if you've eaten and how has your diet been, you'll need some energy to run! Deuce asks if your uniform is comfortable and if the shoes fit in the right way, it's important to be able to move freely! They are very respectful and answer any question you might have patiently, which makes you feel welcomed. Maybe this time it won't be so bad!
To start pratice, the club leader tells all the members to run some laps. You notice you're pretty behind everyone else, but you're trying to not use all your energy at the warm up, so you don't mind. You take the chance to observe your friends running ahead of you, how the sun reflects on their skin, their shoulders going up and down, every step helping them gain speed. They looked really cool. This fills you with determination, promising to yourself to give it your best in this club.
After taking a break to drink water and stretching your muscles, you start the dynamics. It was a bit funny since you did them by basically moving in circles and changing the way you walk. Still, they were easier to accompany everyone than the laps. So far, so good!
Things start going downhill once you had to do the jumps. Everyone lined up, you staying at the last place, Jack and Deuce right in front of you. They explain that you should sprint, jump at the wooden board and land on the sand pit. Seems easy enough! 
It's not. On Jack's turn, he makes it looks effortless, even with his bigger built he manages to land with grace. You clap for him and he pretends to not notice, but his tail is wagging. On Deuce's, he catches speed quickly and jumps high, landing on his feet and turning to look at you. You cheer for him, a big smile in face as he rubs the back of his neck and thanks you with red cheeks. 
You try to copy their moviments, sprinting with a concentrated look on your face, focused on your destination. Unfortunately, you should have looked at the ground as well, since when it was time to jump you were just a tad too slow and tripped on the wooden plank, falling on the sand pit. You try again, this time focusing on where you're putting your feet, not missing the plank! However, you jump with too much force and doesn't land right, bouncing off the ground again before falling on your knees. You try one more time, jumping at the right place and not putting to much force. This time, though, your feet are not positioned the right way and you loose the strenght to support your weight, eating sand once more. You're going to blame this one on your recently sprained ankle and call it a day. (Thanks Floyd!)
After getting no luck on the long jump (and leaving with your hair full of sand), Jack and Deuce make sure you're ok. You reassure them that yes, your ankle is fine (for now), no, you didn't swallow sand (at least you're pretty sure you didn't) and yes, of course you want to keep going, it's going to take more than just that to deter you (you're a bit used to defeats). Finally, you start to train for the high jump. Especifically the landing, since if you fall the wrong way you could get seriously hurt. Please make sure you land right! Jack and Deuce will be watching closely, ready to help.
Everyone gets separated to go to different mats, some of the older students going straight to the jump. Your friends follow you, Deuce has a fist up as he talks excitedly about his progress on this jump. Jack listens by the side, nodding to some things or adding a comment on how he didn't jump quite that high, but it was an improvement anyway. They are like your personal coaches, instructing you to start by doing rollouts, than jumping and doing a rollout, then jumping higher and doing a rollout.
Once the basics are covered they join you, taking turns at running and flopping on their backs. It's fun, the way your body bounces of the mat and watching Jack and Deuce compete on who can flop harder. They add the bungee, which makes things more complicated since you had to reach a certain heigh to not get stuck on it, but it was a nice challenge. You did lose your shoe due to your feet getting caught in the bungee on the first try, though.
You were enjoying it, laughing along your friends! Until they added the bar. The bar changed everything. The height was a bit higher than it was with the bungee and it was nowhere near as soft. You watched, in awe, as Jack and Deuce flew just over lt and landed on a rollout. You were sure you'd get it too, after all, you did great on the other steps! You ran, turned around and used as much impulse as you could to jump. Instead of the soft embrace of the training mat, you were met with the metalic and hard feeling of the bar digging on your back as you landed right above it. Not even the mat could soften the blow, making you cry out, both in surprise and in pain. The sting was enough to have you wondering if you ever wanted to try this again in your life, the pain was not worth it.
Deuce was by your side instantly, bending down, asking if your back was ok and offering his hand to help you get up. Your hand clasps his, the force he used making your faces come very close to each other, noses touching, your breathless and flushed face right in front of his worried blue eyes. Said eyes widen as his face takes a red tone, he stutters apologies while backing away, hands covering his cheeks. Jack, who you hadn't notice coming close behind you, puts his hand on your shoulder, squeezing it comfortingly. He says you went well for a begginer and tells you how Deuce did the same thing on his first try. You giggle, putting one of your hands above his to show your appreciation. He quickly drops it and crosses his arms, saying the three of you better get going to the next exercise, eyes avoiding yours and conveniently looking at where the others on the field were gathering together.
There were obstacles scattered across the field, some closer than others. Deuce puffs out his chest and says it's time for the hurdle hops and that he'll show to you how it's done. You watch intently as he sprints and jumps at all the right times, not losing speed despite the things in his way. Jack follows him, a stoic look as he calculates just the right time to jump and cross every obstacle. It reminded you of when you'd watch race competitions back at home, how the runners looked as they crossed the finish line.
Filled with nostalgia, you try to replicate your memory, basing yourself on your friends' perfomances. You run and jump successfully on the first hurdle, feeling as if you're really improving! Though not for too long, since on the second hurdle you don't manage to jump high enough and just end up kicking it and falling on your butt. Oh well, you lasted longer than expected.
You refuse to back down, getting up and dusting yourself, ready to try again. Deuce and Jack support your enthusiasm, hyping you up on every try. It's a bit embarrassing to have them watching and commenting like this, but you feel warmth spreading through your chest and a smile blooming on your face. It's good to know people trust your ability to improve and do better, and you're not about to let them down!
There's one time you trip when you're near the hurdle and end up slipping under it. Another time you jump too close to it and almost full body slam it, falling on top of it. Your feet catches onto the edge of one of the hurdles and makes you fall. You end up knocking over one hurdle, keep running and then falling due to your lost momentum and equilibrium. You stay on the ground, defeated, your body screaming at you after so many falls. It wouldn't be so bad to give up, right? You really did try.
Deuce and Jack carry you to a bench and take care of you, Deuce handing you some water while Jack cleans the scratches you got from meeting the floor so much. They don't rub it in your face about your defeat (like a certain red haired first year would) and try to encourage you to keep trying. (They were pretty worried when you didn't get up though. They wanted to be one of the clubs that didn't make up you end on the infirmary.)
To end pratice, everyone would do a long run. The boys tell you can skip it, since you are already very tired, not used to this much exercising, chest heaving up and down and breath coming as short puffs of air. Jack says it'll do you no good to overwork your body and end up collapsing, Deuce backing him up. Still, you're stubborn, and you already did everything, you might as well go until the end. So you tell them you'll be just fine and agree to the run.
You keep Jack's words in mind, making sure to not overexerte it. Instead of holding a full on sprint you settle on a lighter jog, making sure your breaths are somewhat regulated. This makes you stay very behind the others but you don't mind, everyone has their own pace after all. Deuce and Jack were close to you, since they had very obviously slowed down significantly to keep you company, and you greatly appreciated that, flashing them a smile. Deuce offers a thumbs up and Jack nods his head.
There is a part where you trip and almost fall, but thankfully Deuce catches your arm and manages to keep you upright while still in movement. Though you two get extremely close again, your foreheads even knock on each other's. Deuce gets red faced again, instead of fumbling with his words he fumbles with his feet, tripping and taking you with him as his grip tightens on your arm.
Jack comes to the rescue and stays in the middle, still running prefectly even after having used so much energy during pratice. Guess the daily jogs do work. You look at his back muscles contracting, his shoulders moving, his tail helping him keep equilibrium, feet touchig the ground for a moment before they're gone. He seems to notice the eyes on his back as he looks over his shoulder, head tilting in confusion in such an endearing way you can't help but tell him what you were thinkin, about how cool he looks and how he must have trained so much for this! He looks taken a bit aback, ears twitching and tail wagging. So much so, in fact, that due to your closeness and his thick fur, it hits you, and due to your tiredness and the position it hits, you end up falling once again. You're not even mad, honestly. It was the nicest fall you've had so far.
Congrats, you manage to finish the run! Although you're drenched in sweat, hair sticking to your forehead and throat dry, you did it! But Deuce and Jack won't look you in the eye and keep blushing for some reason, you start to wonder if they're down with a fever at this point. Anyways, as soon as the run is over you throw youself (gently) on the ground, taking large gulps of air and spreading and stretching your limbs. 
All in all it was pretty fun, even if you did get some scratches and lost whatever little dignity you still had. But you found yourself all sweaty and sore again, not to mention that you didn't think that track was for you. You plan to check other non sport related clubs later, but first, you deserve a break.
(Jack's tail keeps wagging and Deuce's smile is glued to his face. They mentally high five each other for a job well done. They had made you feel welcomed! And you enjoyed yourself! Such a shame you're not entering the club yet... remember to not fall out ot pratice in order to build stamina. Jack can help you with that, going on jogs with you! And you were so good at the high jump, not to mention you were almost getting the hang of the hurdle hops, so maybe next time you try will be the time you make it! Deuce can help you if you need! It's very clear what they wanted, and since they did do their best it feels right to give them a little reward, so of course you agree to come to another pratice eventually. Their smiles give you the force to strengthen your resolve, as you bid goodbye to any possible dignity you had left.)
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crienosaur · 2 months ago
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Reader holds a bag of gummies, enjoying the squishies.
Floyd wants some.
“Are those gummy worms?”
“No.”
“… No?”
“They… are gummy eels.”
Reader has a menacing glare.
Floyd and Jade laugh… but they’re slightly scared. Just a little bit.
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Floyd calling Yuu shrimpy is interesting when you realize shrimp and morays have a symbotic relationship. Eels protect shrimp from predators and in return shrimp take care and clean the eel. Like sir what are you implying??
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forgwater · 3 months ago
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wedding photos with some of the boys
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mymainwastoocluttered · a month ago
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Squishy squishy baby fishy (Floyd)
Floyd's cheeks need some squishes and you're more than happy to do it.
Note: I only write female reader (she/her), as stated on the blog's description
— (っ˘ω˘ς )
It kinda just happened, really
I mean, Floyd was standing right there, being cute with his droopy eyes and his little smile and his cheeks
Oooooh, his cheeks
They were asking to be squished
So you kinda just... Did that.
Walked up to him in the middle of the hallway, ignoring everyone around you, including his latest victim (Ruggie shared half a donut with you as thanks for distracting Floyd), cupped his face and started squishing his cheeks gently
You were so enthralled with the task that you didn't even notice how the Floyd Leech froze in surprise, smile plastered on his face like it was sculpted on marble
Once you were satisfied, you focused on his eyes and smiled, "your cheeks are so squishable~"
Then, the same way you just walked up to him, you walked away from him. He let you, still frozen in place, trying to figure out the fuck just happened
Once he finishes rebooting, he cackles. And people clear the hallway in fear of whatever hell spawn will be born out of his joy
You can bet he'll never leave you alone after this, constantly teasing you about your like of his cheeks, and whining that he wants more squishes, trailing behind you as soon as the Force™ warns him you're nearby (how he does it? No one but Jade knows, because he's the same, and no, he won't be telling anyone)
The school is divided people who think that's weird as it is terrifying, and people who are just glad the menace is 60% under control
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"Shrimpy~!"
"Floyd, I need to finish this–"
"But I wanna be squiiiiiiiiished~"
Jade watches as his brother dramatically falls on his knees and places his head on (Y/N)'s knees, puffing out his cheeks like a pufferfish. He thinks this side of Floyd is hilarious, all clingy and manipulative. Jade's surprised when she manage to hold the urge to smother him with affection for ten seconds more than she usually does, but eventually the world rights itself again and she gives in.
"Who's my squishy squishy baby fishy?" She coos, squishing Floyd's cheeks and kissing his forehead "That's right, it's my Floyd~"
"Yay~!"
Jade shakes his head with a soft laugh, knowing nothing will take his brother away from her now that he has her attention. And Jade is to blame for indulging him just as much as you are. Just because he likes to see his brother enjoy himself so much.
And Azul's face of distress when he notices his office has become a cuddling spot for the two is always hilarious.
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honey-milk-depresso · 2 months ago
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“Am I being bested by a plush loaf?” TWST Jealous of their Tsum Tsum
I did it for the SSR and SR of the Tsum event! ^^
Cater Diamond
Hey!!!!!~~
Cater slightly frowns, noticing how much attention you’ve been giving to his Tsum counterpart. He’s also here, too!
Ever since he snapped so many photos of his own Tsum with you, it has become more apparent that this little Tsum also has something up his stubby little sleeves.
Like how it whips out its own tiny phone and take pictures of you and it together. That’s also what you two do!
When Cater tries to take a selfie with you, you ALWAYS have to have Tsum Cater in the picture, and he couldn’t say no after seeing those puppy dog eyes, and fear of how dejected they would look if he just rejected the idea, but he just wants the photo to have the two of you in it!
He won’t be so overly dramatic about it, he’ll mostly pout and whine a little about how you’re spending way more time with the Tsum rather than him, and that he misses taking photos with just the two of you.
Just kiss him in that selfie alone to make it up is all he asks for. <3
Riddle Rosehearts
He denies ever being jealous of the squishy creature, but when you aren’t looking, he’s secretly lamenting about how you’re spending more tea time with this thing.
Riddle looks like he always wants to say something about the situation, but ends up sweeping the question away and excuse himself, mainly because he doesn’t know how to bring it up.
He’s irritated and a bit sour about the fact you seem to fawn over the thing, but he doesn’t want to be seen as… overbearing or just, well, jealous.
Eventually, all his self control and resisting crumbled when you began feeding it (somehow), just like what you do with him.
He strides towards you, as you curiously tilted your head to why he looked upset. Then you saw it. That cute frown and pout as he bore his frustrated glare into your eyes. “Rose… I… I want to be fed as well, and I rather have you spend time with me, too…”
Now kiss him as apologies. <3
Leona Kingscholar
Noticeably irritated by the adorable creature.
He quietly growls in slight detest of how you basically stuff your face into it, cuddling with it as it selfishly relishes in your warming affection. If it’s anyone who’s going to be cuddled by you is himself. The real deal.
Leona watched from afar, already disliking the fact this Tsum could do whatever it wants, and just take all your attention away from him. What’s worse is that it seems to know that it was bothering Leona, and it purposefully directs you away from him, getting more on Leona's nerve.
Well, now he's gotta show face and put it in its place, right?
He stood up, making a power walk to your direction as he lightly holds the Tsum away from you, lying down with his chest facing your front as he holds you in a tight embrace, forcing the Leona Tsum to hug your back.
"You had plenty of attention, little prick. It's my turn now." <3
Floyd Leech
He knows when he let even one finger off of it, the Floyd Tsum like a leech would tightly cling onto anyone it can go near to.
However, Floyd didn’t account to the fact that this little creature would have you as its favourite person to squeeze, cling and cuddle.
Floyd gets irritated, like Leona, of how attention seeking his plush counterpart is; constantly asking for cuddles, smudging your face with its soft little cheeks as it squirms closely into your hold.
He gets moody about this, especially. It’s reflected on the way he works sloppily in Monstro Lounge, much to Azul’s dismay, and Azul had to tell you about it in hopes you could do something about it.
Coming to meet Floyd, you’re met with a pouty eel lazily glaring at the Tsum.
He sloppily wrapped his arms around you as stuffed his face into your shoulder.
“Shrimpy, I get it that it’s cool, but cuddle me, too. Otherwise I’ll squeeze you tighter so you’d hug me instead of the Tsum.”
Um… Better to hug real Floyd after depriving him of cuddles. <3
Reblogs help! ^^
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supremeshrimpy · 4 months ago
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courting rituals II
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Summary: Driven by infatuation and love, the boys try and court you in their own way. 
A/N: Okay, so the first one of these did VERY well and I’m so excited to bring you this one. I have one more “courting rituals” planned out and I will bring it soon after this one. Also, since Floyd and Jade are the same animal but very different personality wise, I’ll include the research parts in only Jade’s part so as to not repeat information. 
Characters: Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech
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Azul Ashengrotto (Octopus) :
When courting, octopi will be very protective with future mates and guard them away from any potential threats. Azul will follow you around to classes, clubs, etc., he just wants to make sure you’re safe and that…no one else tries anything with you. Only thing, don’t make a comment about him following you. If you are cruel enough to choose to say something, he’ll stutter over his words and try to make an excuse with the face of strawberry red. 
“M-m-MY CLASS…ahem…our classes just happen to be in the same direction.”
Octopi want to be very close to their potential mates when courting. We all know Azul wouldn’t be able to keep his facade in public if you were even as too close to him. But if Azul could get the both of you alone - and away from the twins - he would love to be close to you. 
“So I was thinking, in return for this study session…you could allow me to - JADE, FLOYD I CAN HEAR YOU!”
Octopi will want to please their potential mates however they way they do that is not G-Rated. Azul loves his contracts and getting others to do things for him but at his heart, he’s a man of service. He wants to make you lunch, help you study, carry your books, and so much more but can’t do any of that without risking his reputation. 
“So, with this contact, you would receive help in alchemy and animal languages and I would receive small favors at my request.”
Jade Leech (Eel) :
Eels prefer to court during spring and summer months; the warm weather is good for them. Jade definitely prefers spring, after all, it's the best time for him to take you hiking. If you're unathletic, that’s fine. Jade will just take it slow and enjoy watching you cute face. 
“Hoho, is this perhaps too much for you?”
Eels are usually creations that keep to themselves but during the courting process they become more 'communicative.’ Jade is a man of selective words, but around you, he feels more imploid to talk. All you need to do is show the tiniest of interest in anything he likes and he’ll go off. 
“Well, these mushrooms only grow in warm, moist environments and require….”
Along with being more ‘communicative,’ eels will also initiate more physical contact. Jade is a very courteous gentleman, his touches will be a hand on your back or wiping the crumbs off your cheeks. Small gestures but enough to ensure he’d get a reaction out of you. 
“Now now, what a messy eater you are.”
Floyd Leech (Eels) :
Floyd will only be courting during the summer months, spring just isn’t warm enough for him. He’ll see you struggling to handle the summer’s heat and drag you to the Octavinelle dorms. You’d think that Floyd was going to bring you to the Mostro Lounge for a drink but no. I hope you like to swim. 
“I know the perfect way to cool you off, Shrimpy!”
In a good mood, Floyd would be more than happy to talk your ear off but in a bad mood? Surprisingly, when Floyd enters a bad mood he’ll go search for you. Grabbing you and shoving his head into your neck. He’ll grumble and mumble about how much today sucks. 
“Azul is such a meanie to me, I only ate half of the cake.”
Floyd is already a very physical person with no regard for personal space. You want to take a nap? Well Floyd wants to cuddle with you. You want alone time to study? Well too bad Floyd needs a hugs and attention. He’ll whine and keep bothering you until you give in and hold his hand. 
“Shrimpyyyyyy, pay attention to me!”
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*Floyd sitting in the hallway*
Mc: What are you doing Floyd? Damn is that my phone? Give it back. *grabs phone from Floyd*
Floyd: Eeeeeh~ Hi Shrimpy. I was bored so I took the liberty of editing your phone contacts.
Mc: YOU DID WHAT?! *Look at phone* Now my phone is full of fairy tale characters. Have you ever thought about getting a hobby? Disturbing me doesn't count.
Floyd: Shrimpy is boooooooring. Hey, what if we played a game where you try to guess the name of the owner of a phone number based on the new contact information?
Mc: You're not going to leave me alone? Okay let's play this game. *scrolls phone records* Dwarf? It has to be Riddle right?
Floyd: Yeeeee. That is correct.
Mc: Okay. Who is the seagull? *long moment of thought* That's Rook? Right?
Floyd: Yeeeee right answer again.
Mc: Okay. Who is the "future boyfriend"? Is that Azul?
Floyd: *annoyed* No Mc it's not Azul.
Mc: Okay so is it Sebek?
Floyd: *more annoyed* No Mc it's not Sebek.
Mc: Is it.... Kaaaaaaliiiim?
Floyd: NO MC! That's is my number.
Mc: Oooooh. Did you know Floyd "my future boyfriend" has always been my favorite fairy tale character.
Flirting attempt failed...
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sinfullyrosey · 5 months ago
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“Realistic” Courting Rituals
GN!Reader X Various TWST Characters
This isn’t as smutty as my other works and was more of a straight forward, logical look at applying typical animal courting/mating rituals onto the TWST cast. A lot of people tend to write the beastmen and fae characters as animalistic, but rarely actually do the research into mating habits, so I thought I’d write up little headcanons or whatever.
Some of this comes across as rather silly ‘cause I stopped taking it quite as seriously midway into typing them up lol
All characters are 18+
Leona Kingscholar
Male lions will begin courtship by rubbing their head against the lioness’s head, spraying urine, and licking her genitals. He will also patiently follow around a lioness until she is ready to mate, where in which he’ll bite onto her neck to get a grip and mount her. Females are also very demandful and will become aggressive if a male isn’t mating with her enough. She’ll even attack him until he does.
Leona doesn’t have a pride full of females demanding attention from him, but he does have you which is a blessing for his lazy ass. Once he has an interest in you, he’ll start pursuing you by checking in on you, following you around to make sure that you’re safe (and to scare off any rivals), and will become more openly affectionate. Will definitely rub his head against you, maybe a bit too hard as he lets out a low rumble (not a purr, lions don’t purr, sorry). As time goes on he works up to licking and cuddles while napping.
Doesn’t spray urine ‘cause that’s unsanitary, but will give you articles of clothing and jewelry as a way to get his scent on you and ward off rivals. Is super patient and will wait until you give him the go ahead to the next step since it’s the lionesses that signal for mating to begin. I imagine the two of you were napping in his room with him nuzzling you and things just got heated. He won’t do anything unless you make it very clear you want him to dick you down.
Starts off with lapping at your genitals lazily until you’re ready to take him. Would probably prefer doggy style the first time since it allows for easier mounting, but won’t protest if you prefer a different position. Will latch onto your neck (specifically the back part) just on instinct to make sure you don’t wiggle around too much. There is a slim possibility he has barbs on his dick, but due to being humanoid (or maybe magic idk) they aren’t sharp and won’t completely wreck your insides. Definitely adds another unique layer of pleasure for you so congrats.
Will only mate as many times as you request ‘cause this is still Leona we’re talking about and he’s a lazy piece of shit. Find your inner lioness and demand another round or else his ass is grass.
 Ruggie Bucchi
Hyena males have a variety of courtship behaviors meant to attract a female mate. Females are naturally more aggressive than males, so males tend to be submissive and may widen their legs to show their penis to let the female know he wishes to mate. Males will also “shadow” females and follow them around in order to get close to them, as females are extremely picky.
Okay, regardless of whether or not you’re a female, he’s going to be more submissive, unless you happen to be more submissive then him. In which case, he may adopt more dominant traits, but it’s gonna be weird for him. Will start following you around and copying you, like: If you eat, he eats. You’re napping under a tree, he’s napping under a tree. You’re studying for a big exam that week, he doesn’t have a big exam but will help you study anyways. Essentially becomes in tune with your schedule while still managing his own affairs somehow. Will also be more openly affectionate, yet will back off the moment he feels he’s overstepping. Female hyenas are very picky and the last thing he wants to do is lose his chance with you.
Will widen his legs more when he’s around you as a sign, but won’t outright say anything, even if others notice or point it out (it’s his way of flexing give him a break). Honestly, you could do almost anything to him and he’ll allow it ‘cause he doesn’t want to lose his chances with you. Like, you could grab his ears out of the blue and he’d just take it as a sign that he’s making progress. Like Leona, he won’t make his move until he knows for sure that’s what you want. Male hyenas aren’t allowed to mate unless the females allow it, so he needs you to basically outright say that, yes, he can fuck you and you won’t bite his head off. Feels truly blessed that the courtship went successfully and will be over the Moon if you want to go another round with him.
 Jack Howl
Male and female wolves courtship is fairly neutral, with both snuggling, walking close together, mouthing each other’s muzzles, nose touching, and grooming. Males are very protective and will fend off rival males. Males and females get stuck together due to swelling in the male’s penis and contracting from the female’s walls, which can last 15-30 minutes.
Honestly one of the most “normal” in terms of wooing you. He becomes more physically affectionate and will want to spend more time with you. Quality time is key for him, so expect a lot of nuzzling against your neck and facial area, maybe a few licks here and there. He doesn’t have a muzzle per say, so he’ll substitute it with kisses, usually open mouthed ones. Out of everyone, the most likely to have multiple heated makeout sessions with you. A lot of touching and close contact, may even become overly protective of you to the point of warding off anyone he perceives as a rival (yes this includes Leona).
Will become more and more affectionate until you two finally mate. He’s a bit rough the first time around, making sure to thoroughly fuck you. May bite and scratch you but in a way that pleasures you. And yes, he does have a “knot,” but you two don’t get stuck like you originally believed because your walls don’t work like a female wolf beastmen’s so you’re fine. Is the king of aftercare and will go the extra mile checking you over, getting you hydrated, and napping with you.
 Azul Ashengrotto
Male octopi have to be careful when courting and mating due to females cannibalizing them. Most courtship includes removing their penis/tentacle and presenting it to the female to take and use, though a male will also stretch out his still-attached penis and mate from afar as well. Typically, females pursue males and flash their beacon.
Put simply, he’s a little bitch when it comes to courting you and probably keeps his distance. He knows you won’t actually kill and eat him, but given his less than stellar first meet with you, he’s nervous. Probably won’t actively start pursuing you unless you gave him the sign to do so. What sign you may ask? Why, the beacon sign of course. This beacon is actually just a ring of Mostro beverage you got on around your mouth and laughed off while he stood there, flustered and trying to keep his hard on in check.
From that point onward he’d try to get close to you, while still keeping his distance. Most courting was in line with human customs at this point, so gift giving, quality time, acts of service, etc. But he could never work up the courage to try and bring up mating with you, too afraid. It’s morbid, but he probably did at one point consider just giving you his tentacle penis, too afraid to swallow his nerves and mate with you the practical way. Floyd encouraged this route while Jade managed to knock some sense into the idiot before he did anything rash.
Best bet is to have a moonlit dinner with him, get a few drinks in him to calm his nerves, and lead him into the nearest secluded room and start ravaging him. Might have a few instances where he looks about ready to bolt, but once he’s fully sheathed in you and you’re practically devouring his mouth, he’ll finally get the damn hint. Sex with his octoform won’t be until much later though, but don’t worry, he won’t unattach his dick when the time comes.
 Floyd & Jade Leech
Female eels let male eels know they’re ready to mate by opening their jaws very wide, where in which the two will then wrap their bodies around each other and mate for hours at a time. Mating only occurs when the environment is warm enough and there’s plenty of food.
There is little to no courting, these two just go for it the moment you openly yawn in front of them on a particularly warm day at the lounge. All the requirements are met: The lounge is stocked with food, the weather is warm but not too hot, and you did just open your mouth wide like some needy whore right in front of them. Honestly, whether the both of them are present or it’s just one of them, there’s a good chance they will pull you into the nearest empty room and just start going at it. Unless you explicitly say otherwise, they’re down to fuck you the moment you open that pretty, little mouth of yours.
Note: The Leech twins know what yawning is, but if you repeatedly do so in front of them, they’re going to take that to mean you want some fuck. They’re currently on the menu and you just ordered a nice, hot serving of eel dick.
Will wrap themselves around you the best they can given their human forms, but would probably prefer to be in eel form since they’re more used to that form of mating. Yes, they can last up to hours and go multiple rounds. Buckle up ‘cause you’re in it for the long run babe.
 Malleus Draconia
Dragons aren’t real, though they are usually portrayed as very possessive lovers who may court by giving jewels and gold. Some male lizard species have been known to scratch the back of females and lick her as a way to ask to mate. If she licks back, then he’ll proceed to mate with her. Many other lizard species also includes males showing off to females, pursuing them, head bobbing, and showing dominance.
Once Malleus actually realizes that his feelings are more than just simply platonic, he’ll begin courting you the ‘ol fashion way, dragon style. He becomes protective over you, will make sure nobody else is courting you and will make it clear that he is the one pursuing you. Will glare and snarl at anyone who looks at you for too long or attempts to woo you. Will show off to you, either through his magic abilities, knowledge on certain subjects, or even strength. Shows dominance by outmatching everyone else at something, which isn’t that hard for the much older and experienced fae. Might bob his head at you, but will stop after you questioned him about it and he got embarrassed over the silly act.
Instead, will start to give you gifts of precious gemstones, gold jewelry, and other valuables, ones that have meaning to them. Like, he’ll usually give you emeralds or dragon-shaped jewelry, or will give you your personal favorite gemstone. Once things start to really hit off and he’s alone with you, will go for it and gently scratch your back, followed by a light lick. Honestly, Lilia or somebody better inform you the meaning of this beforehand because if you don’t reciprocate with a lick of your own, he’ll take it as a rejection and become disheartened. But if you do reciprocate, then you’re in for a long, rough night ‘cause this dude’s dick ain’t human and his goal is to properly ravish you. You will be sore and covered in bitemarks the next day.
 Sebek Zigvolt
Crocodile males will secure an area for mating, scaring off any rivals, before beginning the official courtship. The males will then begin to rub their snout along or on top of the female’s head and continue to do so until both are rubbing against each other or “dancing” together. Some vocalizations and bubble blowing in the water may occur as well.
How you managed to catch Sebek’s eyes despite him only having eyes for Malleus is not exactly known, but you did. Congrats, you now have an overzealous manbaby who’s in denial of his feelings and is trying his best to avoid you, only to end up following you when he’s not with Malleus. He wouldn’t even realize it at first, but he acts protective around you and will keep any rivals away. The way he treats you directly doesn’t change much outside of him (trying) to be nicer and not insult you quite as much (as per Lilia’s advice). It isn’t until he starts to notice you reciprocate his efforts that he begins to secure an area for you two (most likely his bedroom or some unused room at his dorm).
When it comes times for the deed and he leads you to the room, he becomes much more affectionate and starts to rub his face and mouth along your head and neck area, breathing in your scent. He’s embarrassed by the action, but can’t help it as it comes almost natural to him. Once you start returning the gesture, he’ll take it as the sign to go ahead and he’ll start creating a deep rumbling sound while fucking you. Is a mix of rough and gentle, going from nipping you to outright biting.
 Lilia Vanrouge
Fruit bat males will find a female to roost with and spend extensive amount of time grooming the female. They’ll also vigorously lick the female’s nether regions, possibly to either arouse her or to remove rival sperm.
Similar to the Tweels in that he kind of just goes for it. Dude’s old and has been around the block enough to have confidence that he could just go right into courting you and eventually win you over. Will start spending more time with you, sharing quality time and just hanging out. Will wait until he’s reached a point in the relationship that you’re comfortable around him and now he can start the actual process of courting for mating.
Will invite you over for tea, which becomes rather apparent wasn’t the actual reason as he begins to groom you in the form of brushing your hair and preening your overall appearance. Will chat with you, buttering you up and complimenting you throughout. Will forgo the brush in place of his fingers and he’ll start to nuzzle and kiss your neck. This can take up to hours before it actually reaches the bedroom. When you actually get to the bedroom, prepare for another hour or so of him just going down on you, licking and nipping your lower region until your orgasming again and again and again. Better buckle up because this bat fae’s mating is a day-long experience.
 Che’nya
Male cats will mount the female, usually grabbing the back of her neck with his mouth to keep her from pulling away. There aren’t any real courting habits, males just mate females if they reciprocate. Sometimes males will gather around a female and take turns mounting and mating her. Male genitalia have sharp barbs on them, believed to stimulate the female and scrape out rival sperm.
I’m gonna be honest and say I almost forgot Che’nya and don’t have much to say on him. The most normal of the beastman, even more so compared to Jack. If he did court you, then it probably just includes him sneaking into NRC to flirt and mess with you. Will randomly appear and peck you on your face, neck, or mouth. I can also imagine him being unbothered by any of the others being interested in you, like, as long as he gets his own turn with you, he’s fine with it. When you two actually do it, he’ll mount you from the back and bite the back of your neck (much like Leona though gentler). And also like Leona, his dick barbs aren’t sharp and won’t hurt, stimulating you more. Will maybe cuddle and purr with you afterwards, unless you two get caught or something. In which case, he’s pecking you on the lips and disappearing with a laugh in the air.
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sunsethw4 · 5 months ago
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TWST INCORRECT QUOTES 1O
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jade: floyd isn’t answering his phone
y/n: i’ll call
azul: jade and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi-
floyd: SHRIMPYYYYYYY
jade and azul: ( ̄— ̄)
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luxthestrange · a month ago
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TWST Incorrect quotes#84 Octotrio
Yuu: HYDRATE OR DIE-DRATE!
Yuu*aggressively throws water bottles*
Floy: Uh... what's up with shrimpy?
Jade: They're trying to yell mental health and wellbeing into us~*Talking as Yuu is squishing his cheeks*
Yuu: I APPRECIATE ALL OF YOU!*Giving each of them a hug and 'blooping' their cheeks*
Azul*crying with a red face* It's working...
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kaiijo · 5 months ago
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love triangles in twisted wonderland (i)
characters: riddle, floyd, idia, leona, azul, jamil notes:  mix of eng and jpn translations, slight possessive behavior from floyd
riddle rosehearts vs. floyd leech
Riddle was more than a little distraught when he found out that Floyd was also interested in you. He didn’t find out from happenstance, oh no, he found out from Floyd himself, which somehow put him more on edge.
You and Riddle were partnered up by Professor Trein to research an important historical figure who was not one of the Seven. What’s more was that none of you could use the internet, since Trein wanted you all to experience the feeling of what it was like in his day. As you two flipped through history books and swapped ideas, Riddle tried and failed to hide the creeping redness on his ears, he heard the dreaded call of “Goldfishie? Is that you?”
Floyd came strolling over, uniform as rumpled and untidy as ever, and when he drew nearer, he grinned, showing off his set of razor teeth. “Oh, oh! And it’s Angelfish too!”
“Angelfish?” Riddle muttered under his breath, looking between you and Floyd as the two of you exchanged smiles.
“Are you two doing Professor Red Squid’s assignment?”
“Yeah, we’re partners,” you said. While you didn’t see it, Riddle swore he saw Floyd’s eyes narrow ever-so-slightly in his direction.
Floyd hummed, glare still locked on Riddle. “Y’know, I missed that class when we were assigned partners… Professor Red Squid said I should just find a group to join. If Jade was in the class, I would’ve partnered with him, but he’s not.”
You and Riddle glanced at each other and before Riddle could open his mouth to say that Floyd could not join your group because you had already started working together and he wasn’t needed, you chimed in, “Why don’t you join our group?”
This was one of the only times Riddle rued your caring nature.
“Aww,” Floyd cooed, leaning over the table and close to you. “That’s so kind of you! Yay, I’ll be working with Angelfish and Goldfishie!”
Riddle frowned and Floyd plopped himself down in the seat on the other side of the table. You sighed, standing. “I think we should find some other books. None of these have anything we can work with.”
“Ooh, I remember seeing a book in the third aisle from the left, all the way down,” Floyd said. “I think I remember Azul saying it was pretty informative or something. It’s got a blue and purple spine.”
“I’ll go look,” you said, gathering the books. Riddle stood to help you, but Floyd said, “Sit and catch me up on what you’ve got.”
Riddle huffed and sat back down, watching your figure disappear into between bookcases. Floyd waved his hand at Riddle to get his attention again and said, “You seem pretty sweet on them, Goldfishie.”
Riddle’s blush quickly spread from his ears to the rest of his face. “I—!”
“Normally, I’d be thrilled for you,” Floyd said, though Riddle doubted that very much, “but, you see, I like them too.”
Riddle went still, gazing shooting up to meet Floyd’s. “Is that so?” he asked, fingers twitching a little.
Floyd smirked. “Yep. They’re quite the catch, aren’t they?” His stare slid from Riddle to where you were sitting before. “Why don’t we make this easy for us, Goldfishie, and spare us the unpleasantries?”
“And how would we go about doing that?” Riddle asked, teeth clenching.
Floyd tilted his head and eyes grew frigid. “Stay away from my angelfish and we should have no problem.”
“Your angelfish? The last I remembered, they’re their own person.”
“Sure, but they’re my angelfish all the same.”
Riddle glared. “I’m sorry, Floyd, but I won’t stay away from them, whatever you do or say.”
“Aww, I was really hoping we could stay friends and skip anything bad,” Floyd said. “But I guess we’ll have to do this the hard way.”
idia shroud vs. leona kingscholar
Idia felt his heart drop when you told him, very apologetically, that you had to cancel your weekly game night tomorrow. “Why?” he asked, half-frowning, half-pouting.
“There’s a casual Spelldrive match between Savanaclaw and Heartslabyul and I promised many, many different people that I’d go.”
“Who?” Idia hated the way his voice turned whiny, but really, what normies had the audacity to get in between your game night?
You replied, “Ace, Deuce, Jack, and surprisingly, Leona.”
Idia huffed, “We have this dat—hangout event every week!”
“I know, I know, I’m really sorry,” you said. “I wish there was a way—”
Before Idia could stop himself, he blurted out, “I’ll go with you!”
You stared at him for a good minute, blinking silently. “You’re volunteering to go watch a Spelldrive match?”
Idia felt cold sweat on his back but he’d be damned if he missed out on his weekly time with you. “Y-yeah,” he said. “And then… then we can… come back and play.
You nodded with a smile. “That sounds great! I’ll swing by and we’ll go to Savanaclaw together.”
The next day, Idia found himself wondering just why he did that and what he got himself into. The only pro was that he’d spend time with you but he would have to suffer through watching a bunch of muscle heads and jocks running around, chasing a disc — total NPC behavior.
“Hey, I’m here, and I have brought a friend,” you called out as the two of you walked into the Savanaclaw Spelldrive stadium.
“Oh! Idia!” Ace waved to him from where he stretched. “No way!”
“Can’t believe you got him out here,” Deuce said.
“Oi, herbivore,” Leona called to you, sauntering up, tail swishing. He regarded Idia with little more than a glance, which made him both bristle and shrink. “Excited to watch your friends get destroyed?”
“You’re my friend too, Leona,” you said, grinning at him playfully. “So, yeah, super ready.”
“Can’t wait for you to eat your words.” He leaned closer, his sneer more teasing than mean.
Idia glanced between the two of you, listening to your banter and watching as you two inched closer with each snarky comment with a sinking heart and a turning stomach. Was this your type? Tall, muscly, arrogant meatheads?
“Is he here to play or did he just tag along as your lapdog?” Leona flicked his head at Idia.
“Hey,” you said, voice warning now, “don’t talk to him like that.”
Idia scowled. “At least I don’t need to hide behind snide comments to make up for a bottom-tier personality.”
Leona drew to his full height, turning to Idia. “Maybe so, but I’m not the one who makes up excuses just because I can’t talk to the person I like.”
“Idia, Leona—!” you tried to interject, but neither of them looked at you.
“Oh, really?” Idia said, “What about the invitation to this match? Wasn’t that an excuse?”
Leona glowered, lips curling and revealing sharp canines. “Why don’t you settle it on the field with us since you’re suddenly so confident.”
“No thanks, I don’t do normie stuff,” Idia replied with a shrug and a snide smirk. “But I’m happy to meet you online.”
“I’m not scared of you,” Leona said. “Any time, any day, shut-in.”
“Bring it on, meathead.”
azul ashengrotto vs. jamil viper
Azul had gotten word from Jade that you were a little under the weather. Apparently, you had been across campus when you got caught in a rainstorm without an umbrella, so you walked home in the pouring rain and woke up the next day with a terrible cold.
Jade has asked if Azul wanted him to bring anything to you, to which Azul hastily replied, “I’ll visit them myself. Look up what land-dwellers need when they’re sick and bring the items to me.”
“Of course.”
Jade later returned with a thermos full of chicken noodle soup and cherry cough syrup, handing them to Azul with a send-off of “Good luck.”
Azul knocked on the door to your dorm, waiting for you to answer and maybe to see you wrapped up cutely with a blanket around your shoulder. Instead, he was greeted by a very unexpected face. “Azul?”
“Jamil?”
The vice housewarden stared back at him, eyes flickering from Azul’s shocked expression to the things in his hand. “I’m guessing you’re here because Y/n is sick?” He moved from the door, inviting Azul in.
Regaining his composure, Azul pushed up his glasses. “That’s right.”
“Ah, well I’m sure they’ll be happy to see you.”
Azul nodded and Jamil motioned to your room. As Azul opened the door, you said, “Jamil, I don’t think I need anymore—”
“It’s Azul,” he said, though he couldn’t deny that his chest tightened at the misname.
“Oh! Azul!” You sat up a little, sneezing slightly. “I’m so glad to see you. I’ve been locked in here all day. I don’t think you should come too close, I don’t want to get you sick.”
“Nonsense,” Azul said, crossing to stand by your bedside with a soft smile. “I brought you this.”
“Ah, you’re so sweet,” you said, placing the thermos and cough medicine on your side table.
You looked past Azul to see Jamil leaning against the door frame, arms crossed. “Happy to see a friend?” asked Jamil.
“Of course, but you’re my friend too, Jamil, and I’ve had you to myself all morning!” Azul frowned as Jamil offered a small smile.
“‘All morning,’” echoed Azul. He looked at Jamil. “Wouldn’t Kalim have needed you?”
Jamil answered, “Kalim dismissed me for the day as he knew I wanted to help Y/n. Speaking of commitments, I thought you would be tied up at the Mostro Lounge. Fridays are usually busy, right?”
“Ah, Floyd and Jade can manage in my absence.”
“I see.” He and Jamil glared at each other for a second before you started to sneeze and cough. Azul opened the cough medicine and Jamil passed you the tissue box.
“How did this even happen?” Azul asked.
“Malleus and I were admiring the architecture of the coliseum when the sky just opened up.”
Malleus?! Jamil and Azul glanced at each other again, though this time it was in mutual understanding.
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dulcesiabits · 5 months ago
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do you like me?
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summary: short requests for various twst characters sent in from this prompt list!
notes: 1.3k words, drabbles, fluff
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Ruggie Bucchi 
7. "Here. You look hungry." 
Ruggie doesn’t even give you time to respond before he drops some packaged buns and several fruits in your lap. He sits next to you, looking satisfied as you unwrap one of the buns and take a bite.
“Do you want one?” You hold up a tangerine, and he shakes his head.
“Nah. I got these just for you.”
You finish your bun, and then begin to unpeel a tangerine. Ruggie doesn’t refuse again when you feed him a slice, the juice sweet and cold on his tongue. 
“Where’d you get these, anyways?”
“...Don’t worry about it.”
“Ruggie.”
22. "Give me a brush. I'll fix your hair for you."
“There’s no point. It’s just going to get all messy again later.”
You wave the brush in your hand like a wand, one hand on your hip. “So? I’ll just brush it again. Come here.”
Now, what sort of person would he be if he refused someone’s offer to take care of him? Ruggie leans back in his chair to let you get to work. Your touch is gentle, and he almost falls asleep at how soothing your brushing is.
He yelps when you press a kiss on both of his ears, and he doesn’t need to turn around to see a mischievous smile on your face. 
“Come back again,” you tease. “My hair styling services are open to you at any time, free of charge.”
63. "We make the best team." 
Ruggie didn’t mean to say those words out loud. Him, getting sentimental, when the both of you were running for your lives? Maybe the adrenaline was making him reckless.
Still, you laugh, and he wants to bottle that sound forever. “I don’t think you should say that until we get away.”
He turns around, and curses. An Octavinelle student has almost caught up to the two of you, his friends following close behind.
Ruggie grabs your hand. “Do you trust me?”
You squeeze his in return. “Why wouldn’t I?”
As Ruggie pulls out his magic pen, all he can think about is how much he’s going to kiss you when the both of you finally get away.
Leona Kingscholar
32. “Go back to sleep." 
“We’re going to be late to classes,” you announce, sitting up in bed, the sunlight warming your hair.
Leona reaches out an arm to tug you back down. “And?”
“Crewel is going to skin me alive.” You bury your head into his shoulder.
“You’d be a real ugly rug.”
“Wow, thanks.”
“...If it worries you that much, I’ll tutor you later.”
“What? Really?” 
Leona’s tail wraps around your leg. “I will, but only if you go back to sleep.”
Azul Ashengrotto
55. "I missed you... a lot."
There isn’t even time to breathe before Azul crushes you in a hug, whispering in your ear. It’s unsightly to be so desperate, to be so clingy, but all you do is hug him in return.
“Sorry I was gone for so long. The camping trip lasted longer than I thought. Vargas really went overboard.”
Azul pulls himself back from you, scanning you for any sign of discomfort. No wounds, no bruises, and you look as healthy as the last time he saw you.
“Next time, I’ll just have to go with you,” he mutters.
“Er... Azul, you need to be part of an athletic club to go on the camping trip.”
“An easy fix. I’ll simply get the board game club declared as an athletic club.” 
“...Wait, how is that going to work?”
84. "Does it hurt?"
You touch Azul’s cheek, and he lets out a long dramatic sigh.
“Only a bit,” he says, flashing you a weary smile. “The worst of the pain is gone, and Jade has kindly helped me procure a few painkillers to numb it.”
You frown. “It still sounds pretty bad if you need painkillers. Is there anything I can get for you?”
Hook, line and sinker: you had taken the bait. In truth, he had only been hit in the head by a spelldrive disk. Sure, it had been painful, but it didn’t require the white bandages that were currently wrapped around his head.
“Actually, there is something I might need your assistance with... You’ll be properly compensated for it, of course.”
Oh, Azul’s going to milk his injury for every bit it was worth if it meant you were going to spend more time with him.
Jade Leech
87. "Don't be scared. I'm right here."
You don’t think you’ve ever heard Jade sound so serious before. The usual enigmatic smile is wiped from his face as he stares at the inky monster that towers before the two of you.
His hands grip your shoulders reassuringly, though, as he moves to stand in front of you.
“I’m not that scared,” you say. But really, the two of you were screwed. No allies in sight, no obvious way out, and you were basically dead weight without any magic.
Jade chuckles. “You’re quite brave, prefect. Personally, I’m shaking in my shoes. I think I need some encouragement to shake off my pre-battle jitters.”
You roll your eyes as he bends down for you to kiss him on the cheek. Even in a situation like this he manages to be sly. 
Still, a shiver goes down your spine when you see how he smiles at the monster, all sharp teeth and cold precision.
Floyd Leech
83. "What happened to you?!"
Floyd doesn’t even raise his head at your voice. Instead, he flops on the Ramshackle couch, long legs hanging over the armrest.
“I got into a fight.”
You sigh, and make your way to sit down on the floor in front of the couch. “Well, did you win?”
“Yeah. I squeezed them real good. Azul was mad because they were trying to get out of their contract. It was annoying, though, how they kept trying to fight back.” You stand, and Floyd grabs your wrist before you can move. “Where are you going, shrimpy?”
“To get some band-aids. You’re hurt.”
“Just stay here,” he says. 
You take his hand in yours. “Okay. I’ll stay for as long as you want.”
Vil Schoenheit
64. "I'll hurt whoever did this to you."
Vil presses a finger against the middle of your furrowed eyebrows, quirking his own perfectly groomed one at your words. 
“Will you, dearest?” he says. “And how do you plan on accomplishing that?”
“You’ll see,” you say cryptically. “Honestly, the things they said on your page were so rude! I can’t believe you have to deal with that everyday.”
“I would have quit the entertainment a long time ago if I let every negative word get to me so easily.”
“Still, it’s not something anyone should have to get used to. You know you can talk to me if anything bothers you, right?”
Vil hums as he cups your cheek in his hand. “Of course.” As long as he had you by his side, he didn’t care what any old fool said.
Malleus Draconia 
16. "Your smile is beautiful. I want to see it more often..."
Malleus stares at you, and you wish the earth could swallow you whole.
“Sorry, was that too weird?” you say, the words spilling out of you in an awkward rush. “I didn’t mean anything bad by it. It’s just that you looked really beautiful-- I mean, you’re always beautiful, I just--”
“Child of man. I didn’t say I despised what you said. It was just unexpected.”
“Unexpected?”
“Yes. Because, in truth, you’ve said the thoughts that I have been harboring about you.”
“Huh? Really? You think... I’m beautiful?”
“The fae do not lie.” Malleus smiles at you again, like you’re the most important person in the world to him, and you can’t help but wonder what he sees in your face as you smile back.
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