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*~Mother's Day, Damn it~*

A/N: Hello all and a happy Mother's Day! Decided to queue this up since I knew I was gonna be hyper-busy the weekend and would honestly forget to post it XD Warnings: Mentions and vague descriptions of pregnancy and childbirth Pairings: YuuxMalleusxAzulxJamil, Mentioned Silver/Sebek, Mentioned Vil/Rook, Mentioned Riddle/Floyd Word Count: 4.3K

MALLEUS

Yuu made sure to apologize to Malleus once the egg was out. Well, once the egg was out, they had a quick bath, and regained mental awareness after a spontaneous three-hour nap. It wasn't their intention to interrupt his birthday party with their water breaking (they really hoped the seemingly ancient as dirt carpet survived it). Yuu didn't remember much from the egg birth. Apparently, Grandmother Draconia had made one of her rare appearances, walking into the room as though Yuu wasn't screaming on their knees and slamming the ornate headboard into the wall in an act of misplaced frustration.

Lilia said she brought them fruit-flavored ice chips, which was very sweet.

Once they woke up, everyone had kept a good few feet away as they congratulated them on a successful birth. (Malleus told them later that night that Yuu had some…vividly creative threats made in their heat of maternal agony. One of which Malleus refused to repeat, only stating it made him physically leave the castle grounds for his own safety).

But now, as Yuu relaxed in a patch of rare sunlight with their egg baby, they felt content. Luckily, their egg wasn't as massive as Malleus's was. Though it had seemed to grow to said size as the months went by. An oil-like black, the shell shined iridescent in the light. The reflective surface was broken up by thin matte black webbing that increased in numbers as time went on. Grandmother Draconia had remarked the few times she'd seen the egg that she had never seen one with such neat growth marks, the pattern almost mimicking broken glass.

Though Yuu had their concerns, (they didn't have magic and dragon eggs needed family magic to hatch) their loved ones were more than willing to pitch in. Malleus, of course, gave the egg magic daily in the form of cuddling and kissing it before and after going about his royal duties. Lilia had given a few sprinkles of his limited magic, whispering blessings and sweet dreams to the youngling inside. Sebek nearly cried himself sick when Yuu offered to let him bestow the egg with his magic, he was one of the godfathers after all (A fact that made Sebek actually cry and hug Yuu tight enough to crack their back). Silver, as the other godfather in question, was more than happy to give his niece or nephew his magic in the form of naptime cuddles.

Even Azul and Jamil had made their way to the valley. Both to visit and to give their donation of magic to the egg. Though they had busy schedules with their own post-graduation lives, Malleus had convinced them to stay a few weeks past their original departure date. If he had to set a harbor on fire to do it, that didn't mean anything.

In the present, a strong gust tiled the egg from its upright position and onto its side in the lush patch of grass. Yuu watched in mild amazement as the egg did what it normally did, wiggling on its side for a few moments before rolling itself back to its starting position. Their child had become insanely active, a fact that Malleus and Yuu took great pleasure in. Nightly, they'd sit on opposite sides of their massive bed and call out to the egg to see who it'd roll toward (Yuu was only a little bitter that they were barely winning).

“Baby. Baby~.” Yuu laughed, watching the egg wiggle around in what could only be called joy at the sound of their voice.

But, their laughter was cut off at the soft sound of something cracking.

They looked at the egg with laser focus, the egg itself had gone deathly still as though the crack had startled them as well. Soon the egg gave another powerful wiggle, a hairline crack forming against the shell.

“...” Yuu turned toward the castle, panic clear in their voice as they screamed, “MALLEUS!”

Malleus had appeared like a bolt of lightning, eyes glowing and ready to kill whoever posed a threat to his mate and child. Only to have his attention pulled to the sound of shell cracking and Yuu's panicked question of “Do I help them!?”

Soon they were back in the castle, the wiggling and cracking egg placed on the ceremonial hatching altar. Malleus held Yuu in his arms, trying to keep them calm as they fought their own need to help their child hatch. Silver, Sebek, and Lilia had appeared after hearing all the noise. While Sebek shouted encouragement to the hatching fae, Silver tried to get his husband to stop yelling at the egg. Lilia was doing his grandfatherly duty of filming everything.

Finally, the cracks along the egg met. From the top, a small purple-tinted dragon poked their head through the opening, fighting against the remaining shell fiercely until they were able to crawl out. They squeaked, almost trying to roar at them with their wings flared out.

Lilia cooed, making sure to capture the scale pattern on the squeaking dragon's forehead, “A little girl! She's much smaller than I-”

The egg tilted on the altar, another small dragon crawling its way from the opening their sister had left. Stepping out and looking around the room unaware of the edge to the altar. Silver had rushed forward, catching the teal-tinted infant before they hit the ground. He held the squeaking dragon in both his hands, unneeded from how small he was but wanting to grip him securely, as he placed him back on the altar, “I...twins? Can there be twins?”

The shock was barely settling in when more cracking echoed in the room. From the bottom of the egg, another head poked out. A frustrated green-tinted dragon flapping their uncoordinated wings to remove leftover yolk. This one was much more tired than his siblings, once free from the egg he had huffed and laid down on the altar.

…

Yuu tilted their head back, giving themselves a high five before moving out of a stunned Malleus's limp arms, “Secured the fuck out of this bloodline! Babies! Babies~!” They gathered the chirping dragon infants into their arms, each of them growing overjoyed to finally be with the voice they always knew.

June 13th, a great blessing was gifted to Briar Valley. Three healthy and powerful heirs born in record time. The country had celebrated for weeks in joy and in blessing of the three new members of the royal family. May Malgona, Malathew, and Malicent Draconia-Crewel live long and be loved.

AZUL

Yuu had fallen pregnant again not long after the triplets' first birthday and it was all Azul's fault. A successful opening weekend of his lounge had made the cecaelian's mood all too happy and frisky. Azul, in a flustered state, claimed that wanting to mate when resources were bountiful was basic biology and he wasn't going to apologize. Jamil started the argument that Azul had done such a thing on purpose to push back his and Yuu's wedding, since Malleus's wedding planning was taken over by grandmother Draconia, and Azul didn't want to marry Yuu until he had a sizable amount of money in his savings for reasons.

While the two bickered, Yuu and Malleus marveled over the ultrasound of a tiny pea-shaped blob.

Malleus would have easily housed Yuu for their pregnancy again; What better place for an expecting mother to be than waited on hand and foot in royal luxury? An idea that Azul surprisingly vetoed, bringing up the fact the triplets would not leave Yuu any time to relax as the one-year-olds had a 6th sense for when their mother was trying to so much as sit.

“They'd run her more ragged than the pregnancy would in the first place…”

While Jamil offered, they all knew Yuu would decline; Since Jamil was currently staying in the Scalding Sands, prepping with his family (and Kalim) for their now pushed-back wedding. Yuu would not last long in the desert normally, asking them to do it while pregnant was cruel and unusual punishment.

So Yuu and Azul made their way to the Sunshine Lands where he had actually inherited a sizable beachfront property from his grandmother. How and why the elder cecaelian had even got her hands on land property, she wouldn't say. But the seaside villa Azul had built on the land was perfect, having a hand in every design aspect right down to the adorable ocean-themed nursery.

And while Yuu's pregnancy tracked along nicely, Azul's sleep schedule and mental well-being had suffered.

Malleus had rarely complained of Yuu during their first pregnancy, but now that Azul was dealing with them first hand he wondered if Malleus was simply…unbothered by the absurdity that escaped Yuu's mouth. The fae had asked how Azul was dealing with Yuu's ‘strange cravings’ during a visit. Jamil had rolled his eyes and jokingly asked if Yuu wanted pickles or ice cream during their pregnancy with the triplets. And Malleus answered she had wanted to drink molten metals, gnaw on gemstones, and wanted to eat a very specific map that was made when his grandmother was a child.

Jamil, having been around more pregnant women than the average person in his life, stated that was…normal…ish. Pregnancy cravings could tilt to the material if the body felt it was lacking nutrients. So Azul was prepared. He had supplement potions of all kinds, he's looked up the most common pregnancy cravings; he had pickles purchased by the barrel and ice cream by the freezer load on standby. Hell, he stocked up on a non-toxic clay that was safe to digest. If Yuu asked him to, he'd crush up shells and pearls into fine dust to mix into their food and drinks to satisfy their cravings.

Instead, he was awakened almost like clockwork every night to make some type of horrific food combination that Yuu insisted would be amazing.

Ground beef and banana smoothies, corn on the cob with a cherry compote and mustard dipping sauce, chocolate-covered pan-fried shrimp. One night they simply asked for a whole, raw artichoke. He watched them eat it like it was an apple and fall back asleep as though they hadn't mentally scarred him in a matter of four minutes.

Azul could put his foot down, he could deny them these hellish cravings clearly caused by some type of demon masquerading as a baby in his date-mate's womb. But whenever he did, Yuu's eyes would fill with tears; sobbing and crying that Azul didn't love them OR the baby.

So Azul would get out of bed and make them their cursed offering. His pride as a chef was strong, but he couldn't last long against his dear pearl's tears…

But, demonic cravings aside, Yuu's pregnancy was progressing as normal. Azul would spend his evenings from the lounge resting gently on his date-mate's stomach and cooing at the tiny being waiting to be born. He had theorized their little girl was in a merform that matched his own; it would explain how they were able to kick him no matter where he kissed on Yuu's stomach. With only a month to go, his child would be the perfect belated birthday present.

Then three days before said birthday, Yuu was rushed to the hospital against their will, once again. The past few weeks they had been plagued with random bouts of false contractions. Each time Azul would panic and rush his pregnant love to their chosen hospital and demand they be looked over. The doctors would humor him, he was an up-and-coming influential member of their community after all. But, Yuu quickly grew annoyed with it, to the point they'd started hiding and waiting for the contractions to stop before even telling Azul they had them.

But now they were back in the hospital, Yuu pacing their examination room as Azul gently grilled the doctor.

“I understand that they're common, but this has been happening for weeks. Is there another test we can do or a specialist we can refer to?”

“Well, Mr. Ashengrotto, as head of labor and delivery and your personally chosen doctor, probably not.”

Yuu sighed, still walking around the room with a hand over their stomach, “Azul, just drop it. I wanna go home and-”

The sound of water hitting the tile floor made them all freeze. Yuu looked down, seeing the ‘water’ had come from them and soaking into the edge of the maxi skirt they were wearing.

…

“Fuck.”

Hours later, Yuu was in a hospital bed and Azul was still on the phone with his mother pacing outside of the room. The mer panicking over the potential health risks of a month early birth and where he could have gone wrong in his prenatal care and how he was a failure-

Yuu spoke calmly into their phone, watching Azul pace past their window again, “Yeah, no. He’s still in the hall crying…I don’t know! The doctor hadn’t said anything was wrong the past few checkups…No, Jamil, I didn’t ingest poison…Why would he give me poison!? Why would I be craving poisons!?...Wanting to drink metal is different.”

Azul had returned to the room after a nurse talked him through his breakdown, sitting at Yuu’s bedside and helping them through the labor pains. He walked them around the room, screened calls from their worried friends and family, and even managed to magic up the fabled fruit-flavored ice chips Yuu had started to demand as the labor continued. Two days before Azul’s birthday the doctor had finally stated Yuu was dilated enough to try their preferred birthing position. With Azul’s hand vice gripped in their own, a few hours into the afternoon, they felt a pressure suddenly rush out of them. The standby nurse quickly swooped in to make sure the baby was fully out and taken to be properly weighed.

Yuu and Azul both sigh in relief at the sound of their little girl wailing her head off. Azul felt tears coming to his eyes seeing she had been birthed in merform, much bigger than any normal mer child but that was to be expected when she had a personal grotto to grow and feed in for eight months; lovingly tucked away to be pampered and protected. He took in his daughter’s form with a tender eye; pale purple skin that ombred into chubby black and speckled tentacles that wiggled around fiercely. A head of stark white hair with delicate newborn curls. Gurgled cries only stopping when the nurse placed her onto an exhausted Yuu’s chest. The infant following her instincts; curling into her mother for warmth and safety, tentacles wrapping around Yuu's arm as an anchor and finally calming.

The doctor smiled at the happy family, both parents cooing over their baby. They moved to exit the room to allow them space to bond, giving Yuu one last glance to ensure there was no ripping that needed immediate attention. The smile on their face quickly fell. At a moment of silence, they moved back to position and gave Yuu a pat on their calf, “Okay! Round two!”

“...” Yuu lifted their head from the pillow, their grip on Azul’s hand somehow getting tighter, “I'm sorry…what?” The loving light of a mother quickly faded into a focused rage.

“...The…There’s a second baby-”

“A second what!?”

Azul struggled to escape Yuu’s hold, feeling his bones trying to liquefy to slip out of what his instincts were screaming was a death trap, “Darling? My pearl? Let go, please let go of my hand-”

“No! I’m gonna eat your fucking arm! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN THERE’S A SECOND-”

February 22nd, Yuu uploaded a photo welcoming Charysa and Scylar Ashengrotto-Crewel into the world. Yuu smiled in bed with two identical cecaelian infants curled against each arm, one of them blinking open a dark blue eye to stare at the camera. Azul sitting at their bedside with one of his arms in a sling and bandages wrapping his fingers together. To this day he stands firm on his twins being the best early birthday present he ever received, and all they cost him was a broken hand and a dislocated shoulder.

(Yuu happily called the Leech twins once their arms were free, telling them they could stop fighting over who the godfather was to be since they could now both be the godfather to a baby).

JAMIL

Jamil and Yuu’s wedding was gorgeous.

Kalim took the fact it was a party for extended family and friends and turned his party planning skills to a whole new level, footing the bill and offering whatever venue the Asim family had at their disposal for the event. Jamil tried to deny his friend’s generous offers, but his mother shot him down so hard he physically felt the impact. He and Yuu had the final say in any decision of course, but against his mother’s cold unmoving stare and Kalim’s small suns for pupils filled with hope, Jamil crumbled often. He wanted to hate the end result, but it was honestly something out of a dream. And his favorite part was his bride.

Yuu’s lehenga was made from the finest red silk, embroidered with enchanted gold thread and precious beads that shimmered in the light. Henna was painstakingly painted on their hands and feet in ornate and fine patterns, their hair and make-up done by a personal beautician of one of the Asim wives, Finally they were coated in ruby-encrusted gold jewelry straight from the royal family's treasury that Kalim had gained permission to borrow from. Yuu was presented to him and he felt like he had found an oasis of paradise, no longer searching for a diamond in the rough as the sands had produced a perfectly cut and shining turquoise into his hands. A vision of beauty and now legally his wife.

So though it was only a month after Yuu had birthed Chrasya and Scylar, barely two weeks after their wedding night, they had learned Yuu had gotten pregnant again, much to their displeasure. Jamil’s mother was boosting at hearing the news, stating that her efforts of sneaking a yellow sapphire into their marriage bed had been the trick to such a fast pregnancy (Apparently, she claims that’s how she was blessed with Najma so soon after having Jamil). Now freshly re-impregnated, Azul and Malleus stated that Jamil should be the main one to care for Yuu as they had for their own children's respective pregnancies.

A challenge he accepted with only mild annoyance.

One of Kalim’s many wedding presents to his dear friends had been a townhouse located in a capital city of the Shaftlands. It was placed within a gated community with plenty of resident-only amenities, it was even a ten-minute walk from the downtown area. A perfect location to keep his pregnant, troublesome adventurous wife safe, yet close enough to events to keep them both entertained. One surprise meeting at the local farmer’s market later, Vil and Rook had become frequent visitors along with Azul, Malleus, and their other children to their townhouse home. However, the older Pomfiore duo had stopped visiting at the end of August as they were finally welcoming their own bundle of joy.

A fact that Yuu quickly pointed out as a reason to visit Vil instead.

“I’m allowed to hold his baby. I’m pregnant and basically the blood sister he never wanted.”

“I’ll be honest, from how Rook’s been describing Vil's hyper possessiveness since they brought Finley home, he may actually fight you if you go over there.”

“I'm pregnant, I can do what I want.”

“Yuu, he will body slam you. Stop trying to put your shoes on.”

Once again, the pregnancy was smooth with frequent checkups and clean bills of health. Jamil remained hyper-vigilant during each clinic visit. Demanding the doctor do two or three extra ultrasounds from multiple angles, paying out of pocket for each surplus check. Only one baby was shown on the screen each pass, but Jamil never lowered his guard. Yuu had two pregnancies prior and a total of three surprise babies that managed to slip by completely undetected. Though everything pointed to one baby, that meant little to Jamil from past experience.

Even at their over-the-top baby shower, once again with Kalim as the head of the planning community, he didn’t stop his double-checking. As the triplets and the twins shoved their tiny hands into a cake to show the bright blue frosting inside, Jamil had gripped Kalim by the collar off to the side and demanded to know if the sex reveal had anything pointing to a second child. Kalim had sworn that nothing had stated there was anything out of the ordinary. Jamil had released him, sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose before remarking he couldn't handle another kid. It had already taken him so long to pick Kalim as the godfather, he wasn't sure if he could pick a second person ( Kalim burst into tears at hearing Jamil had chosen him as his son's godfather. Picking Jamil clean off his feet in a hug that ended in them both falling into the pool).

Now, on New Year’s Eve, Jamil and Yuu made their way to Vil and Rook’s snowy mansion to attend their party. They had shown up a few hours early, Yuu shoving Vil out of their way once the blonde star had opened the door. Vil scowled as Yuu quickly waddled deeper into the house to coo over a four-month-old Finley, raising an eyebrow at Jamil, “And you say they're easier to handle pregnant?”

Jamil shrugged, slipping the bag of last-minute groceries Vil had asked him to bring from his shoulder and into Vil’s waiting hands, “I can placate them with food and physical affection. They sleep at least 11 hours a day and at some point running becomes a chore to them. I have half a mind to knock them up again the second this one is out.”

“They’d kill you.”

“They can’t do anything reckless or stupid when pregnant, it’s a dream come true.”

By the late evening, the party had calmed from the large soiree it started as to an intimate get-together of the original NRC group. Children were put to bed upstairs while the adults all talked and caught up with personal lives. Yuu had excused themselves to the bathroom, Kalim taking the opportunity to ask Jamil if he was doing ok.

“You’ve been bouncing your leg all night…”

Jamil sighed, leaning forward and placing his nose and mouth into his clasped hands, “...” He pulled his mouth from his hands, “Something is going to happen.”

Vil rolls his eyes, pouring himself another glass of champagne, “Honestly.”

Riddle hummed from his place under Floyd’s arm, fighting off his drunken sleepiness to soothe his former classmate's concerns, “Jamil…from what I’ve been told, Yuu’s had perfect screenings, you’ve kept them on a strict prenatal diet, and you only have two more weeks until their due date. I believe you are as they say…in the clear.”

“That means nothing when Yuu is involved and you know it.”

Malleus chuckles, stroking a hand through Jamil’s loose hair, “I don’t think there’s any need for concern. Yuu hasn’t had any strange cravings this pregnancy, nor early contractions. I agree with Riddle on you managing to conquer these dreaded ‘surprise pregnancy’ events we’ve been having.”

Rook nodded, humming as he stood from his chair to pat Jamil’s shoulder, “Worry not, monsieur multi! You’ve been so vigilant in monitoring your bébé’s status that I don’t believe the poor boy could hope to kick without you knowing about it.”

Yuu walked back into the room, a hand braced under their stomach and the other pointing behind them toward the bathroom, “Hey remember how I went to the bathroom?”

…

Jamil’s eyes moved from looking directly ahead of him to glancing at Yuu, “Yes…what about it?”

“So I thought, I was just actively peeing; which is why I went. Turns out, Aha…my water broke.”

…

Everyone had watched in a shared muted silence as Jamil picked Yuu into his arms and basically threw them into the back of their car, peeling out of the mansion’s driveway in a barely contained manic episode. They had sheepishly continued the party for an hour, midnight barely two hours away before Vil texted Jamil and Yuu, asking if they had safely reached a hospital.

Azul and Malleus crowded around the phone when Vil let out a delighted scream. Jamil had responded by sending a single photo of Yuu in a hospital bed still in their party dress, a bundle of blue blankets in their arms. While Malleus and Lilia had playfully lamented the loss of another January birthday boy, Cater had remarked how Yuu looked to be fighting back the urge to either laugh or fling the baby out of their grasp.

Jamil texted back, ‘We checked into the hospital, Yuu laid on the bed, and he just fucking came out.’

The doctor and nurses had to be called in, no one expecting Yuu to have birthed so quickly since the ink on their forms had barely dried. Luckily, the baby had no health issues, fully formed with feathery wisps of black hair and giving loud cries to show his airways were clear. Once he was placed into their arms, Yuu had jokingly asked the peaceful infant what had been so important that he needed to be born two weeks ahead of schedule in less than an hour. A joke question that the baby had seemingly answered by blinking open his little coal-colored eyes, opening his tiny mouth and burping. With that single act, he closed his eyes and nuzzled back into his mother’s embrace to sleep.

…

“Jamil, get this motherfucker away from me-”

Two hours before the new year, December 31st, Jamil Jr. (J.J) Viper-Crewel decided he was ready to be born.

(“I didn’t agree to that name. We had, like, twelve names picked out, why are you giving him my name?”

“Jamil. Look at him. This is just you, what the fuck else am I supposed to call him?”)

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The Sea’s Sacrifice (Part 5)

Characters: Azul Ashengrotto/Jade Leech/ Floyd Leech x Reader

Word Count (Total): 17.3k works

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 (You are Here)

Synopsis: A potential job as a marine biologist’s assistant leaves (Y/N) feeling something fishy going on behind the scene…

Author's Notes: Original Idea came from @merakiui 's annonymous ask with a short story / headcannon -> https://www.tumblr.com/merakiui/684490143936167936/ooohhh-i-love-those-writing-ideas-you-had-for-sea?source=share

and I absolutely love this concept and wanted to take it a step further. I don't write yandere nor fanfiction as much as I did a few years ago. However, I do hope I do this piece justice; I will have links to the next part once it is completed and ready for viewing.

Also, this is a work of fiction. I disagree with anyone that justifies the following behaviors which are represented in this fic (if I think of more, I will add them as I go):

rape/non-consent/dub-consent, possessive/controlling/dominating behaviors, and manipulation

Last Update for The Sea’s Sacrifice.

The king and his men stole the queen from her bed

And bound her in her bones

The seas be ours, and by the powers

Where we will, we’ll roam…

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One year later…

Eyes of sharp blue peered out from the darkness of a grotto as onyx tentacles swayed in the current, watching and waiting - barely moving.

Today was a special day as it marked the one year anniversary the octomer and the moray mers had found their soul match and mate; a human woman with beautiful (h/c) hair and eyes of (e/c) that took in the world around her. Of course, at the time they met her, she was their supposed “caretaker” and trapped under the thumb of the owner of the facility they had lived in for two years prior - to be used for experimentation. The morays had told the octomer stories about the female human and when he had ventured up to see her for himself - the octomer was surprised that she had known his name, reaching a hand out to him. That one little gesture was more than enough for the octomer to realize that she was it - the one sweet little creature that he and the morays would have to hold onto every night, who could see past the little insecurities that lay in his three hearts… that would bare them young.

The octomer sighed, closing his eyes for a minute - remembering the day they had brought her home.

It took several weeks to organize everything to his potential, his potion working and allowing him to slip from mer to man in a matter of minutes - the only thing was that the potion would only last for a few hours; it would not be enough time for him to get his precious mate and his friends out of the enclosure and back to the sea where they belonged.

So, he schemed, biding his time - and made arrangements with a few others that were trapped within the other enclosures within tge facility that was ‘Twisted Wonders.’

In a six-month period, the octomer had been successful in returning to the Coral Sea with his friends and mate in tow - and good thing too as their mate had started to show signs that she was expecting. It was only about a month later after they moved into their current living space - their little grotto - that she laid their eggs. The octomer was beside himself with excitement when he saw their precious little clutch buried in the sand and their precious darling watching over the eggs - her (e/c) eyes never once straying from them as her beautiful tail wrapped around them, her face laying in the sand as her tired body laid beside them.

The octomer nor the morays could get close to her, though - she was an expecting mother and showed aggression towards the trio during the first three months, hissing and growling at them; even scratching at them if they got too close. Floyd found it hysterical and often went into the nursery portion of the grotto to spite his brother and Azul as well as their mate - but stopped after their darling had actually bit him, leaving one of his fins permanently scarred and torn; Jade and Azul knew that (Y/N)’s temperament would eventually cool once the eggs hatched and were sent out to open water. They would just have to be patient a little bit longer.

“Well, never did I think I would find you all the way out this way, Azul Ashengrotto.”

Azul’s eyes opened before he jumped from his spot outside the grotto, staring in awe, “You?!”

Another octomer approached, this one far lighter in color compared to Azul - with skin like ivory and eyes of green, brown, and blue that were filled with mirth. Their hair the color of rocks and stone waved in the current as tentacles the color of sand pulled them along, rings of blue lining each one as a smirk appeared on their face, “It’s been some time, Azul.”

Shock turned to protectiveness as the dark octomer glared at his unexpected visitor, “What are you doing here?”

“I suppose you could say a flying fish told me you had moved to a new part of the Coral Sea after you disappeared for almost a year without telling anyone,” the older octomer spoke, crossing their arms over their chest, “Care to explain why that is?”

“One word: humans,” Azul answered with a sigh, his hand reaching up and pushing several strands of starlight away as if he was exasperated by the conversation.

“Hmm, I partially believe you, you know?” the sand octomer spoke, taking a seat as their tentacles twirled around each other, “I’m assuming it has something to do with Jade and Floyd’s disappearances as well?”

“We were taken hostage,” Azul answered.

The second octomer let out a sniff, their multicolored eyes narrowing as a brow arched, “And yet… I smell something. Tell me, Azul, that you did not take my teachings for granted?”

“Whatever could you mean?” Azul asked with a shrug.

“Come, Azul - you can’t fool your own species,” the sand octomer spoke, “You have a mate. With eggs. I can smell the phermomones all the way out here - a predator can smell the eggs from here.”

Azul balled his fists together, “And? What of it?”

“Azul, don’t try to deny it. I know about your history - that longing to belong and to be loved. I know about your obsession with finding the “perfect mate” - the other half of your soul. When I took you under my tentacles, I had hoped that you would straighten yourself out so you could become the octomer that our city needs - there are too few of us left in this world and it’s all because of the darkness that surrounds our heritage and species.”

The sand octomer shook their head, one hand coming up to pinch their nose bridge before asking, “At least tell me what you intend on doing once the fry hatch.”

“I will stay with (Y/N), keep her safe and protected,” Azul answered without hesitation, “Jade and Floyd, too.”

“You pulled the Leech’s in on this, too?!” the octomer growled and sighed, “Oh sevens above, please have mercy on the poor mer’s soul.”

“The twins were the ones to find her, she is ours - our precious mate,” the dark octomer spread himself out, making himself larger as he spread his tentacles out over the entrance to the grotto.

“Calm yourself, Azul - I have no intention on taking your mate away from you or the fry that is in the grotto,” the sand octomer answered, “but have you told her? That not all of her fry will make it? That there is a chance that none of them will return to her?”

Azul blinked for a minute, dropping himself down, “What?”

“The sea will take the strong and the weak alike,” the second octomer spoke, “as it did with us when we were nothing more than shapes in the water. We survived because the great sea witch, herself, protected us and allowed us to return to our homes. However, there is always a chance that she will not look kindly upon us - that she will take our children and keep them for herself, lost forever to never grow and develop.”

Azul thought for a moment, “I… I knew there was a chance, but I have to let (Y/N) have that hope - that some of our fry will return to us.”

“How many eggs has she laid?”

“I think a little over eighty-thousand, though I’m not completely sure - she hasn’t let myself, Jade, or Floyd near them.”

The second octomer nods, “That is a lot - more than most mers, if I recall. You might be lucky, then - there is a chance several of your fry will return to you. I only hope that is the case.”

Azul nods.

“However,” the octomer warns, “I suggest that you do your best to get into her good graces - I sense a lot of sadness and betrayal within the grotto. You tell Floyd and Jade this warning as well - I know you are not the only one solely responsible for this, either.”

They turn away, leaving Azul to his thoughts.

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It was several hours later when Jade and Floyd returned - catches and gifts in their claws.

“We’re lucky that we chose to settle near a shipwrecked graveyard,” Floyd grinned, depositing a small chest on the table in the entryway, “Look at all the cool stuff we found!”

The chest was opened to reveal precious stones and strings of pearls, gold coins, beaded jewelry, and several shells. Azul inspected each piece with a keen eye, smiling at the sight of a long string of pearls with silver beads, a beautiful pendant of silver in the center.

“This one should do the trick for our lovely sweetheart,” Azul nodded, handing it off to Jade.

“Yes, quite remarkable,” Jade nodded in agreement.

“And? What did you bring for her?”

“I’ve brought our usual catch of fish and shrimp,” Jade answered, “I noticed she hasn’t been eating a lot lately, so I took a few precautions and brought light fishes for her to eat. She is going to need her strength for when the fry hatch, after all.”

Azul nodded, closing the chest and placing it on a high shelf, “Come then - let’s check on our lovely little mate and our eggs.”

The trio headed deeper into the grotto, stopping outside a darken entryway.

Seagrass filled the room as soft humming could be heard from within, a tail of gold and blue was curled around a large hill in the sand as your figure nuzzled the sand next to the clutch of eggs you had laid several months ago. Instinct told you that the eggs would hatch soon - and all of your children would leave the grotto and head out to open water. From what you remembered reading about marine life during your time in 'Twisted Wonders', the fry would grow and develop out on the currents, growing and maturing into adults; you weren’t sure if the same thing happened with mers in particular, but even though their fathers had taken you against your will, you were willing to do everything in your power to protect your children from them. You would stay beside them until it was time for them to leave and you would mourn for their loss - but you hoped somewhere deep in your heart that one or two would make it and seek you out, longing to know who their mother was.

Fingertips stroked the outer edges of the eggs as you cooed at them, your eyes closing as your lips pressed kisses against them, “It’s alright, my loves… momma is here… momma will protect you…”

“(Y/N)?”

Softness turned to hardness as (e/c) eyes flashed at the trio in the doorway, your mer body shifting into protective mode over your eggs as your voice growled, “Get out.”

The trio was not at all surprised by your behavior - you had every right to be angry and upset, never mind hurt. Azul hesitantly crawled one inch in, “(Y/n), we’ve brought you something - a celebration gift.”

“A celebration gift,” you repeated with a huff, your guard not going down for one moment as you kept your body hovering over the clutch of eggs, “A celebration of what, exactly?”

“An anniversary present,” Jade smiled, the tips of his pointed teeth peering out from behind his lips, “Today marks one year since we first laid eyes on you - one year since you joined our little troupe.”

“So, we wanted to give you something, shrimpy,” Floyd smiled, his tail flicking with excitement, “as a token of our thanks.”

“I don’t want it,” you answer, “I have no need for it - like the countless other items you’ve brought me.”

“Won’t you at least take it?” Azul offered, one tentacle reaching out with the string of pearls in its grasp, “Jade and Floyd both risked their very lives for it.”

You hesitated, reaching out and taking the string of pearls from him.

Jade made a movement forward, setting a plate of food a little ways away from you, “You have not been eating properly either, little pearl. Do please eat something should you not wish to waste away before our fry hatch. They need their mother after all.”

The last remark had you shivering as the trio left, pushing a curtain of seaweed down to allow you some privacy. You growled and threw the string of pearls across the room - the necklace landing on a pile of assorted priceless treasures the trio had gathered for you, but you did not want nor desire. You curled around your clutch again, relaxing and trying to ease the tension that pulsed in your blood.

“Shh… it’s alright,” you cooed to your eggs, though you were saying it more to yourself, “Mommy’s here… she’s right here with you…”

***

A tentacle of sand pulled away from the cauldron and a set multi-colored eyes lifted to gaze into the darkness.

"Poor unfortunate soul… so much for true love," they murmured as an ivory finger tapped the surface of the liquid within the cauldron, dispelling the magic and turning back to their shelving. Many colorful lights filled the cavern - bottles filled with strange substances and plants glimmered under the sunlight that peered in through the cracks. One sand colored tentacle pulled a bottle off the shelving and inspected the contents.

"Stories like these… have no happy endings, sweetheart," the octomer tells the figure in the entryway, "We listen and see them and romanticize them - but the outcome will always be the same."

"What of (Y/N)'s eggs?" The figure askes, stepping further into the cave as the octomer climbs the shelving.

"I suspect that the sea takes the clutch and does not return any of her eggs to her," the octomer answers, grabbing another bottle and inspects the contents before nodding and turns to their guest, "The trio will try again at the next mating season."

"And then? What about that clutch?"

The octomer sighs, with a shake of their head, "My dear, you wished to know what happened to then, how they escaped. If they escaped. I delivered as promised - now it is time to pay the price."

The octomer appears before their guest, multi-colored eyes swirling in the darkness as they began to glow.

"Tell me, my dear - what are your feelings? What emotions are you experiencing now that you have the answers to the questions you seek?"

#twisted wonderland #floyd leech #azul ashengrotto #jade leech #twst floyd #twst azul #twst jade #yandere azul ashengrotto #yandere #yandere x reader #tw yandere #yandere azul x reader #yandere jade x reader #yandere floyd x reader #yandere jade leech #yandere floyd leech

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trollsedits · 2 months

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BroZone headcannons please cause I saw your Poppy/Viva one and it was so cool!

Aww, Thank you so much I’m super busy today but This just made my day haha 💕✨ (so I’m writing this on my busy schedule today)

Brozone Headcanons:

Jonh Dory:

-Dude has a Perfectionist problem

-his personality reminds you of Eric Andre

-During his younger boy band days he would mess around with his little brother but he mostly like to mess around with Rosiepuff

-Grandma Rosiepuff mostly yells at John for causing chaos

-dude is obsessed with Rhonda

-His literal senior quote is “Perfect,perfect perfect 100%”

-He likes to mess around with king peppy back in his boy band days

-Has OCD

-He has baby pictures of all of his brothers he once try to make those kpop photo cards of embarrassing pictures of his brothers and sell them to fans his brother were not happy about it

-Will embarrassed the Sh*t out of his brothers no matter how old they are

-branch and Floyd is literally embarrassed to be around John

-Clay just hide whenever John comes to the Putt-Putt trolls village to pay him a visit he would make viva tell John that he was dead

-Bruce once slap the Living Sh*t out of Jonh Dory cuz he keeps calling Bruce —-> Spruce so John thinks twice before calling his name

-since bruce slap John He is deadass scared of saying Bruce name afraid that he’ll mess up again so he just call Bruce Vacay dude with a tall wife and 13 children

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Bruce:

-Had super dad power

-knows when his kids or wife needs something

-he always mentioned “My wife” when ever he hangout with this bros

-he will slap the Living out of you if you dare disrespect his wife and children meaning talking bad about them

-since he’s a dad now he will dad his brother meaning he will cook, feed them put them to bed etc.

-he can surf

-he once taught Floyd how to surf but it failed don’t ask why Floyd rather not talk about it

-he and Floyd has the best brothers relationship beside clay

-He still baby branch around

-when ever John Dory was being a bit to much Bruce would just put a pacifier to shut him up or just put John to bed the other brother thank him for that John can go on for hours on being perfect

Bruce: come on you big baby I think is time for your nappy maybe you’ll stop being cranky

-he definitely listen to Broadway music like Hamilton and others he also listen to smooth jazz

-he is a charmer not even his wife could be angry at him

-back in his band days he would brings a bunch of random girls back to their pod and make out w them he would threatened both clay and Floyd if they ever tell grandma Rosiepuff he would [Beep] their heads off so clay and Floyd just shut up

-He Secretly wants to adopt tiny diamond because he never had a troll size kid of his own before

-He would attempt to kidnap tiny diamond before but got caught by branch

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Clay:

-Definitely a John Dory biggest #1 Hater

-Clay would attempt to murder John but Bruce stopped him

-license CPA put some respect on his name fools

-definitely listen to Kid Cudi he would play it Day N night

-He regret leaving baby branch and Floyd but mostly branch

-He still loves to baby branch around no matter what even in front of Queen poppy

-is in a sad book club

-Clay would often get in trouble w grandma Rosiepuff

-April fools is his favorite holiday his brother and even grandma would get out of the house or won’t go near the house on April fools day

-He once try to sell Floyd and branch for some money but got in trouble

-He try to sell branch again but got in trouble again

-Clay once drew on John Dory and Bruce face during their band days while they were asleep with permanent markers so they couldn’t wash them off so they had to perform like that

-Clay left Floyd behind at a supermarket that one time Floyd was crying so much when a troll brought him back to grandma Rosiepuff

-Clay loves his older brother John Dory despite being his biggest hater he still care about John but he hates it when John push him and his brother past their limits

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Floyd:

-Definitely listen to troye sivan & Lana del Rey

-he even dressed like troye sivan

-he stalk troye sivan so badly that troye sivan wants to put a restraining order on Floyd poor dude T-T

-He wants to marry troye sivan so badly cuz he’s troye Sivan biggest fan

-he loves his brother so much

-he once gave troye sivan flowers but then troye sivan threw them in the trash ;-;

-he still stalks troye sivan doe idk y his brothers would stop him and constantly apologize to troye of Floyd behavior he isn’t like this so maybe being locked up in a diamond prison made him go nuts

-Floyd can’t feel his legs after being free from the diamond prison

-Floyd when branch was born he hated branch a lot but he sooner warm up to branch

-Floyd once got his brother to do the Troye sivan “Got me started dance” and it blew up even troye Sivan was impressed that his number one fan/ stalker killed it at his dance

-Floyd always helps his grandma around the house even taking care of baby branch

-he really regrets leaving branch and his grandma behind because she loved them dearly

-he and barb would become best friends

-Floyd always act like a big brother to John,clay and Bruce whenever they are fighting he is so mature for his age

-Floyd is the family therapist

-Floyd along with branch has the best vocalist

-Floyd has gone through phrases (don’t ask him he’ll die from embarrassment but John definitely has pictures of it so don’t ask John unless you want to die )

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Branch:

-After saving Floyd from the twins he been following Floyd every movement

-Has major abandonment issues

-he will cling onto his brother legs if they leave

-he will not let Floyd or any of his brothers leave he most likely will keep them hostage cause his abandonment issues are real

-he sounds like Justin Timberlake

-He still hold grudges against his brother for leaving him but mostly at John

-he treats his big brother like he owns this place

-He definitely listen to all kind of genres of music

-he’s a Bts army and a blackpink blink (I feel like he is honestly don’t argue with me plz)

-He also listen to NSYNC his favorite member is Justin

-he hates being called bitty B but he somehow let poppy call him that

-he’s a cat person for sure he’ll even act like once towards his brothers

-he will hiss at them if they dare leave

-Bruce couldn’t leave so he would have to explain to his wife for hours why he can’t leave ;-;

-poppy once came to his bunkers and saw his brother tied up in a chair she started to get worried about branch behavior she knows viva has abandonment issues but is not as bad at branch

-She demand to let his brother go but branch wouldn’t let go of his big brother

-even John Dory was crying scared for his life

-when branch was a baby he would get away with anything even murder

-everyone try’s to kidnap branch when he was a baby back in his bands days but John Dory is protective of branch

-He caught Bruce trying to kidnap tiny diamond that once time he would tell guy diamond but then again he threatened Bruce if he saw Bruce try to attempt to kidnap tiny diamond again he would tell

-he is Creek number #1 hater

-he still doesn’t trust Bergens

-he once saw Floyd chasing troye sivan in the streets so branch would restrain Floyd from going after troye

“That troll is Delulu!” Troye said

“He’s my older brother” branch said

“Well your older brother is crazy!” Troye response backing away and running off

“You’re welcome that I restrain him for ya!” Branch shouted while rolling his eyes

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inglourious-imagines · 11 months

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Band of Brothers Masterlist

George Luz:

Jokes on You

Forever Yours

We're Never Coming Back

Flirt and Blush

Lonely Lips

Aldbourne

Ronald Spiers:

Oh Captain, My Captain

Overprotective Captain

The Captain's Knife

Cuddly Mornings

Have Me

Together in Hell

Joe Liebgott:

Arrogant Lover

Legend

Hate Me, Love Me

Germans Brought Us Together

Lewis Nixon:

Poker Game

Beers, Tomatoes and Suspenders

Broken Hearts Lie All Around Me

A Bet Worth More Than 50 Bucks

The Only One

"I'm Out!"

Blame it on the Alcohol

Secret

Engaged - Part One, Part Two, Part Three (completed)

Get Drunk with Me

The Meaning of Vat69

"At Least Look at Me."

Carwood Lipton:

Sweet Lovin'

Soldier's Rescue

I Wish I Could Have Saved You - Part One, Part Two (completed)

How Are Those Nuts, Sarge?

Eugene Roe:

Forever

French Spy

Like I'm Gonna Lose You

Smile at Me

David Webster:

Sick With Love

Donald Malarkey:

Coming Back to You

Thank You For Your Loving

Cross

The Moment that Mattered

Floyd "Tab" Talbert:

Birthday

Edward "Babe" Heffron:

Light in Hell

Darrel "Shifty" Powers:

Golden Eyes and a Smile Made for War

Richard "Dick" Winters:

War Hero

Joe Toye:

Yes, Sir.

Denver "Bull" Randleman:

Market Garden

Warren "Skip" Muck:

Sandwiches

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strawberrymilk-sunshine · 1 year

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You get no say in it

if you're wondering why I wrote this blame the chapter of the Halloween event where Octavinelle scares the Magicam monsters

...I hope this is good

Warning(s): reader has a kind of controlling parent, child reader, platonic yandere Floyd!! (not proofread)

Your father brought something home a while ago. Something strange, something you've never seen before.

Your father called it a monster. But, to you, it looked more like a human than a monster.

You thought it looked pretty. He had two different coloured eyes, his body was a teal colour, and his hair was too, with a strip of darker teal falling over the left side of his face.

You wanted to be his friend! But... you know your father, and he would never let that happen...

"(Y/N), you are not to speak with that monster." Your father commanded. "Do you understand?"

"Yes father!" You told him, knowing for a fact that you were absolutely going to speak with the monster the moment your father left.

"Good. I'll be back soon, (Y/N)."

"See you soon, father!" You said, focusing once more on the thing you' been drawing.

The moment you heard the door slam shut, signifying your father leaving the building, you ran as fast as you could to the basement. The basement was used to store your family's treasures, including the monster.

You walk up the old rusty stairs. You got to the top of the platform that led to the large water tank. You got down on your knees, causing the old staircase to shake.

You stuck your hand in the water.

You yanked your hand out of the water before the jaws bit your hand off.

"Hi!" You excitedly said to the monster. "What's your name?"

"You're a weird one." He said asked. "Every other one of you I've met's been scaaaaaared of me~"

"Well I'm not!" You said. "I'm not scared of you at all!"

"Why aren'tcha~?" He asked. "Ya got lotsa reasons to be scared of me. I mean, I've got two sets o' teeth, plus I swallow prey whole. Alive. Ain't that spooky?"

"That's so cool!" You said in amazement.

"...really?"

"Yeah!!"

"Huh. You really are a weird one, huh?" He looked at you in amusement. "Fine, I'll answer your questions, I guess~"

"So what are you? Father says you're a monster but I don't believe him!" You told him.

"I'm a moray." He responded.

"And what's your name? I wanna be your friend!"

"My friend?" He asked. "You're so strange... wanting to be friends with a monster... but fine, Little Shrimp-Fry, I guess I'll be your... friend." He said, giving a wide grin. He lifted his hand out of the water, wanting you to shake his hand. "My name's Floyd, nice to meetcha~!"

You made a friend!!

Your father doesn't exactly let you leave home, so you don't really have any friends...

But now you have one! You have someone to talk to, someone to play with, though you can never let your father know.

You visit him every single night, making sure your father never knows.

"So, Shrimp-Fry, what's your family like?" Floyd asked you one night.

"My... my father runs a very successful and powerful business, but I don't know what it is... and mother isn't around much, I don't know why."

"...I have a twin brother back home." Floyd told you. "We look a lot alike... you probably wouldn't be able to tell us apart if he was here with me."

"Do you miss him?" You asked. Floyd looked shocked for a moment.

"Yeah... yeah, sometimes I do." He admitted. "And, a-and we have this friend, Azul, yeah? He's an octopus! And he can grant anyone any wish they want, for a price."

"Any wish?"

"Impressive, right~?"

"Do you miss your home...?"

"Of course I do, Shrimp-Fry...! I mean, it's... it's my home... it's hard not to miss it." Floyd told you. "But if I'm being honest..." He sighed. "I don't think I'll ever get to go home. I think I'm just gonna rot away here... nothing more than a novelty to your kind."

That's right...

Your only friend isn't here willingly.

Whenever you talked to him, he'd tell you all about the sea.

How beautiful it was, how much he loved it...

How much he missed it.

You felt sad for him. You can't imagine just suddenly being taken away from your home and being treated as just some trophy.

You don't want to lose him, but wouldn't he be happier in the sea...?

You want to help him.

You began drawing up escape plans for you and Floyd. The two of you are going to escape your father's house together.

The night you finished the plans, you immediately went to show him.

You gave him detailed explanations of all the different crayon drawings.

"You sure that'll work, Shrimp-Fry?" Floyd asked, tilting his head to the right. "Not to doubt you, but-"

"(Y/N)?!" The man stormed up the rusty stairs as you stood there, completely frozen in fear. "(Y/N), your father has told you many times you are not allowed to speak with the monster. OR to enter the basement!" Your father's assistant yelled.

"I-I'm sorry! I just wanted to-"

The man picked you up.

Floyd watched it all happen from the water. He didn't know why he did it, maybe because you were his only way of escape, but...

He grabbed tight onto the man's ankle and pulled him into the water.

You watched everything happen from the platform. You watched as the crystal clear water became more and more red.

The man didn't resurface, but Floyd did.

Most of his face was covered in blood.

"Eh? What's wrong, Shrimp-Fry?" Floyd asked, noticing how scared you looked. "You're safe, you aren't hurt, so what's wrong?"

"I-is he... ok...?" You asked, terrified.

"...yeah. Don't worry about him, Shrimp-Fry. He'll be fine. You just go off to bed, m'kay?" He reached out of the water, and patted your head with his blood soaked hand. "We'll talk more about escaping tomorrow night."

You discussed your escape plan with him every night.

And eventually comes the night you decided to put your plan into action.

You grabbed Floyd's hands and began attempting to pull him out of the water.

It was harder than you'd expected, but you got all of him out of the water eventually.

He was much longer than you'd thought, and heavier too...

Thank goodness you live close to the sea.

You dragged Floyd through the hallways and then, you ran into the one person you didn't want to.

Your father.

"Can you... close your eyes, Little Shrimp-Fry?" Floyd asked. "I have some personal business with this one."

You saw your father's look of absolute terror as this mock-human monster he'd taken as a trophy crawled towards him with murderous intent.

You squeezed your eyes shut and covered your ears with your hands as Floyd began to attack your father.

After many minutes passed, two wet hands grabbed yours.

"Start walking, Shrimp-Fry. It's probably better if you don't open your eyes yet... I'll let you know when you can." Floyd told you.

You trusted him.

You kept walking through the hallways, your eyes still tightly shut.

"I think we're far enough away now..." Floyd whispered to himself. "You can open your eyes now, Little Shrimp-Fry~!"

You realized that Floyd's hands and face were once more covered in blood, and your mind came to the terrible realization of what happened.

"Is he... dead...?" You asked.

"...don't worry about that right now, Shrimp-Fry." Floyd told you. "Just keep on pulling us towards freedom!!"

When you finally made it to the sea, you were ready to say goodbye to Floyd. Since your father's dead now, you won't have any issues making friends!

But then...

You were pulled into the sea along with Floyd.

"Ahhhhh... it feels sooo good to breathe the saltwater again..." Floyd said. "Thanks for everything, Shrimp-Fry~!"

"Um... y-you're welcome." You nervously responded. "Can you put me back on dry land now...?"

"Are you kidding?! Of course not, Shrimp-Fry!!"

"What-?"

"I waaaas planning on just leaving you for dead once you got me back out here, ehe... buuuuuut then something changed." He explained, holding tightly onto you as you got farther and farther away from the shore. "I'm not sure what changed. But now... I don't want to ever let you go, Shrimp-Fry..."

"NO!" You screamed. "I-I WANT TO LIVE ON LAND! I W-WANT TO BE A NORMAL KID! I WANT-!"

"Shhhhhhhhhhh... everything'll be oooookkkkk, Shrimp-Fry~"

"You're a part of my family now... you don't get a say in it."

#ok so the reason he calls you shrimp-fry #is bc baby shrimp are called fry #i just thought that'd be kinda cute #floyd leech #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst #yandere #platonic yandere #yandere x reader #platonic yandere x reader #yandere floyd leech #yandere floyd x reader #yandere floyd leech x reader #yandere floyd

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blues824 · 1 year

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Octavinelle with Female reader who's a sirenix fairy from winx club ^^ if you don't mind

I checked the Wiki and there are a few powers that fall under the Sirenix powers, so I will keep it to the Voice of Sirenix power for obvious reasons.

Azul Ashengrotto

You were a threat to him because your voice was able to break dark spells, like his contracts. However, when Ace and Deuce signed the contract, you thought they deserved it and allowed Azul to collect on his debts.

Because of this mutual understanding, you both became close with each other. He eventually let everyone go, as long as you agreed to be his girlfriend (to which you agreed because who wouldn’t wanna love this cecaelia?).

During your time together, he found out that with your power you could communicate with the sea life that resided in the tank in the Mostro Lounge. He could as well, but before he knew that you could he would tell the fish a bunch of secrets that they would tell you. It eventually started something akin to leaving a post-it note for your significant other.

When he overblotted, you were hesitant to use your power to blast a sonic beam towards him, but it seemed as though you didn’t have much of a choice. So, you caused him to get distracted by the sonic beam and had the others take him down as he was covering his ears.

You sat next to him in the infirmary, having taken some lozenges in case that your throat hurt after using your voice a lot during the fight. When he woke up, you wrapped your arms around him and he blushed so hard, but he hugged you back and held you close.

Jade Leech

He thought you were very interesting, especially your ability to break dark spells with just your voice. And the fact that you were a fairy, since you obviously weren’t a fairy from this world as the ones from Twisted Wonderland all lived away from the other beings of Twisted Wonderland.

When you agreed to be his girlfriend, he started calling you his blessing because fairies often do such a thing when a child is born. He was grateful to have someone as great as you by his side as his lover, and he considered it impossible unless he was actually blessed. Of course, a lot of it is just to make you flustered (I am so in love with this man I can’t-).

As you both spent a lot of time in the Lounge, he found out that you can communicate with the animals within the tank. He could as well, and whenever you had to leave before his shift ended, you often left a message for him to the fish, who would whisper it to him as he passed by.

When Azul overblotted, you really strained your voice by using it to direct sonic beams at the Housewarden. Jade, Floyd, Ace, Deuce, and Jack all had to make quick work before you could let up your vocal chords.

Jade accompanied you and his boss to the infirmary, where you were given tea with honey as well as lozenges for your inevitable sore throat. Honestly, this man did not really pay too much attention to Azul. You were much more important to him, and he was constantly asking if you were alright. Please excuse him though: he’s just worried.

Floyd Leech

He was entranced by you, to say the least. The fact that you held more power than his boss (having the power to break the contracts even if debts weren’t paid) just fueled his infatuation for you. You could just be breathing and this man is just staring at you like you whipped gold out of nowhere.

When you agreed to be his shrimpy, he was so happy. Nothing that day ever brought his mood down because he knew that you would be there to comfort him at the end of the day. He was just so excited about having such a great girlfriend (I’m also in love with this man-)

The time you spent together could be a lot, but you wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world. He found out that you could communicate with the sea animals in the tank, and he was so excited about it for some reason. You found out that it was because he could leave you messages when he got too busy in the Lounge, and your heart swooned at this.

When Azul overblotted, Floyd did not want you to go into battle in case you got hurt. However, you swam forward and used your voice to create a large sonic beam so as to distract the Housewarden from everyone else’s attack from behind.

Floyd all but carried you to the infirmary, worried when your voice came out a bit scratchy when you tried to tell him that you were fine. He was not hearing any of it until you got some tea and some lozenges and cough drops. Once your voice came out fine, he cried and squeezed you as he apologized for not protecting you. Please give him some love, or else he will keep crying.

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sailor-aviator · 7 months

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Til the Summer Comes Again Teaser

Pairing: Robert "Bob" Floyd x Reader

"I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, 'Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.'" — Lewis Carrol

Summary: Bob was a winter spirit who loved what he did. He loved making individual snowflakes. He loved the way the snow sparkled in the winter sun. He loved the laughter his creations brought to people around the world. What he didn't expect, was to fall in love with a human girl from a small town. He has until the summer comes again for her to reciprocate his feelings if he wants to remain on earth, but will the shadows that haunt her get in the way of happily ever after? (JackFrost! AU)

Series CW: Magic, Winter Sprites, Past Trauma, Talks of Death, Winter Themes, Demon-like Entities, Violence, Torture, Sacrifice, Angst, Fluff, Romance, Eventual Smut, Age Gap (Bob is centuries old). Think that about covers it. Chapters will have individual warnings.

A/N: Here is the project I'm most excited for!! As always with the teasers, this scene and subject matter may change once I actually get around to writing it. As always, reblogs, comments, and likes are encouraged and appreciated! 18+ ONLY!! Find me on AO3 under sailor_aviator where I will be updating my fics as well!

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"It's going to sound dumb," you mumbled, a blush creeping its way onto your cheeks. Bob didn't think he'd ever get tired of the site. Warmth was such a new concept to him, and he was addicted to the way it radiated off of you.

"Humor me," he murmured, reaching his hand out to brush the hair out of your face. You smiled sheepishly at him, shifting in your spot on the couch.

"Well," you began, fingers fidgeting in your lap, "The nightmares started a few years ago. They weren't anything horrible at first, but recently they've just been getting worse and worse."

"Worse how?"

"Like," you hesitated, "like they seem so real now. Like the shadows that chase me might actually hurt me."

"Shadows?" Bob questioned, a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.

You nodded. "Yeah. They were just flashes in the beginning, but now there's a man who seems like he's made of shadows himself. He watches me, always appearing no matter how far I run."

You paused, chewing on your bottom lip.

"He scares me," you admitted quietly. Bob felt anger swell up from the very depths of his being. He had a pretty good idea of who or what it was that tormented you, and he swore to himself that he wouldn't rest until you were safe.

"I don't know what this means," you continued. "I'm not even sure it means anything, but..."

You pulled back the sleeve of your sweater to reveal a large, dark bruise in the shape of a handprint. Bob saw red, the lid on his temper barely holding. Your fingertips ran lightly over the mark.

"This appeared the morning after you left," you frowned. "He was so angry in my dream, and he just grabbed me."

The hold snapped, and a gust of frigid wind raced through the room, the glass on the coffee table freezing before shattering. You jumped with a yelp, staring at what was left of the glass. You scrambled to clean it up, and Bob felt the unforgiving power of ice flow through him as he tried desperately to control his breathing. How dare he lay a hand on you.

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callsign-phoenix · 2 years

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I wrote this for a lovely anon, I hope you like it!

It is a Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd x wife!reader imagine.

Thank you so much @topguncortez for helping me with this!

Warnings: pregnancy, newborn, troubles breastfeeding, I had to google for it because I have no experience in the field, this fic is racially and body type inclusive despite the moodboard suggesting otherwise

“It’s no problem if she’s fed with formula, sweetheart, please don’t put that pressure on you right now,” your husband told you.

Bob was a sweetheart, caring, kind and incredibly loving, but that didn’t seem to help you in the current situation.

You were exhausted, tired and you were putting pressure on yourself, telling yourself that every young mother could do what you simply couldn’t.

You were disappointed in yourself because of it and Bob knew as much, trying the best he could to help you.

He also knew you felt terrible because of hormones and because of the changes your body went through, and you were scared and incredibly stressed.

In addition to that your breasts felt full and sore and your nipples were cracked.

You shook your head at him, your eyes glossy as you looked at the wailing infant in your arms.

Your breasts were leaking because of the crying, but your daughter wasn’t able to latch on properly.

It tore at your heart to see her like that and your breasts hurt as well because they were so full.

“That’s not true, studies show it’s healthier to breastfeed, especially in the first six months!” You exclaimed, holding the baby close to you and rocking it to try and calm it down.

Bob was sitting in front of you at the kitchen table, laptop open on Google and searching for all sorts of things with a bottle and a container of formula beside him.

He reached over the table to caress your arm, that was wrapped around your 7 week old daughter.

For weeks breastfeeding Charlie had been going alright, mixing breast milk with formula to give her what she needed, but recently problems had developed, and you were nervous and exhausted because of it.

You really loved your daughter, and the fact that your body didn’t seem to be able to fulfill her needs anymore made you feel terrible.

“You’re doing well, sweetheart, but it could help the both of you if we give Lottie the bottle instead,” Bob suggested carefully.

Your daughter had quieted down a little but her whimpering still weighed on you, and the fact that your husband was so gentle and understanding only upset you further.

A tear slipped from your eyes and you held Charlotte tighter so you didn’t stain her jumper with it.

When Bob saw you cry he rounded the table to get to you, hugging you close and wrapping his arms around you and your child.

He pressed his lips to your forehead to give you a salve of kisses that somehow calmed you down.

Bob’s presence and his scent also helped Lotte to calm down.

“You know what the doctor said, this can happen, and it’s okay that it does,” he went on, caressing the side of your face with his forefinger while collecting the tears from your skin with his thumb.

“We can try some things if you want, but don’t pressure yourself because of things that aren’t in your power, okay?” He asked, and you nodded carefully.

You had tried a few different breast pumps as well and you had found one that worked for you, but you wanted to breastfeed her when you realised your full milk supply had come in.

You had breastfed before but when you came upon problems you tried the pumps, but wanted to go back to it.

Bob was so incredibly helpful, you couldn’t think of a single thing he hadn’t taken care of while you were overwhelmed with the new situation.

Pregnancy had been difficult for you, the hormones, the changes in your body and the changes in your life, but actually having your child in your arms brought reality to all the concerns and fears you had.

Of course it was beautiful as well, having a newborn, your newborn, to care for, but that put a responsibility on you that scared you occasionally.

“I’d like to try,” you answered Bob who simply nodded once, raising one of the corners of his mouth in a reassuring smile.

You did try, and a lot of it brought you a headache.

You tried different angles of breastfeeding, propping her up on a pillow and massaging your breast while giving her the nipple.

Nothing seemed to work properly.

Eventually you tried something you had read on the internet, kneeling above your baby and trying to feed her with the help of gravity.

You felt strange but to your relief it worked, which meant that Charlie was happy and Bob and you were relieved.

It took a small while before your feeding became easier again, but you knew that without Bob you’d have lost your mind a while ago.

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cloudcountry · 1 year

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unobtainable (spoilers for books 3 & 4)

Genre/Tropes: Unrequited Love (Reader towards Azul.)

Summary: Azul is so beautiful, yet so untouchable.

Author's Comments: Idk what this is I just wanted to hurt. I'm in a mood right now I DONT KNOW HELP!!! Also I had the idea to write a sequel where either Jade or Floyd helps the reader get over Azul and they get together, but not as rebound thing where Azul likes the reader later no no no! He stays uninterested but reader is happy with their new bf(s) and its cute but also idk I kinda like just leaving it at angst LMAO

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You spent your afternoons after class at the Mostro Lounge. It was a venture you enjoyed making, and a place you enjoyed going to in order to relax. The atmosphere was calming after the chaos you endured day after day in this world you were destined to stay in until the foreseeable future.

You’d made pretty good friends with both Jade and Floyd at this point, though you knew it wasn’t emotional on their side. They found you entertaining, and you were willing to put up with that if it meant having more people to support you during your difficult time here. Ace and Deuce would always be your favorites, but the amount of Overblots that had been occurring lately had you worried. Of course the magicless student would be tasked with dealing with the overuse of magic by some of Night Raven College’s most powerful students.

“The usual?” Jade asked, smiling serenely at you.

“Uh huh.” you smiled back, eyes darting around the establishment in search of a very specific person, “Is...Is Azul in today?”

Jade laughed a bit at your question, gesturing to the VIP Room. Swallowing thickly, you stared at the door as if willing him to appear. When he didn’t, you looked up at Jade again.

“Jade...how many points do I have? Can I see him?” you asked, your nerves making you shift uncomfortably in your seat.

“You may,” his expression made it clear that he knew of your feelings, but you chose to ignore it, “I’ll let him know you’re coming after you finish your drink.”

As Jade stepped away from your table, you felt your heart give a jump. You were finally going to confess how you felt—after dealing with his Overblot and how he reacted to you at the museum and how he tried to protect you during Jamil’s Overblot, you were sure you had a chance. The two of you had gotten relatively close over the course of the last few months, and all of it had led up to this moment! You were going to confess to Azul and nothing would stand in your way. Jade brought back your drink with a smile, setting it down in front of you without another word. He’d added his own personal touch on it, you realized, staring at the little octopus design floating on the surface. That wasn’t a part of your usual. Sipping on the beverage thoughtfully, you considered your words carefully. Should you confess bluntly or romantically? Should you have gotten him a gift? What if you blurt out something out that offends him? What if he thinks you’re trying to get something out of him again and misses the point of your confession? You wanted to finish the drink quickly, but your nerves made it seem like it was taking forever.

“Azul is ready to see you.” Jade placed a hand on your shoulder, guiding you up from your seat.

You said nothing as he led you closer and closer to the VIP Room, your heart pounding in your chest. You had to tell him or you’d regret it forever. Steeling your nerves, you squared your shoulders and walked a bit ahead of Jade. You could do this.

He chuckled as he knocked on the door, the immediate “come in” from inside making your heart stutter. Jade opened the door and pushed you inside gently, still smiling as he closed the door behind you. You met Azul’s cool gaze, his gray eyes drowning you in their depth. You swallow thickly, stepping closer to him.

“Come here. Have a seat.” he offered you a polite smile, gesturing to the chair in front of his desk, “Ironic, is it not? You break hundreds of my contracts and now you’re here asking for a deal.”

“No hard feelings I hope...?” you winced, sitting down as quickly as possible.

“None at all.” he reassured you, his voice betraying the slightest hint of bitterness.

Oh well, you should have expected that. You did destroy years of his hard work in the blink of an eye. Even if it was Leona...you still orchestrated the whole thing. You hoped he wouldn’t mind your confession after this rocky start. Yikes.

You cleared your throat before you continued speaking.

“I’m...not here for a contract. I actually just wanted to tell you something.” you said, trying hard to hold his gaze as you steeled your nerves again.

“What is it, then?” Azul eyes you warily, adjusting his glasses.

“I would like to go out with you sometime. Just the two of us. If you wouldn’t mind. I think...you’re really intelligent, and you’re so competent which is hard to find at a school like this, you’re always so composed and have an air of power and strength that takes my breath away. You’re really resourceful and think through everything you do and I’m sure you knew how I felt before I did because you’re so aware of everything that happens around you. So, um...if you’d like to do something with me, whenever you’re free, I’d like that a lot!” you inhaled deeply once you finished speaking, proud of yourself for maintaining eye contact that entire time.

You weren’t sure how you did it—you probably just froze and couldn’t move any part of your body but hey, at least you managed to confess this time. Azul’s expression was the slightest bit shocked, his composure betraying nothing but that sliver of surprise. He cleared his throat and adjusted his glasses again, seemingly flustered by your admission.

“Why would I go out with you? You’re going to leave anyway.” Azul replied, his words cold and blunt and unfeeling, “It’d do you some good to not get attached. You don’t quite belong in this world, Prefect, as magicless as you are.”

You gasped, your heart shattering in your chest. Azul looked at you with pity in his gaze, his mouth twisted into a frown.

“Is that everything you had to discuss with me? I apologize, but I do not share the same sentiments. If you’re going to meet with me again, please make sure it’s for a deal and not for...emotional matters.” he gave you another smile, this one less relaxed than the previous one.

“That’s...that’s all. Thank you for listening to me, Azul.” you mumbled, too shocked by the rejection to speak.

“Lovely. Out you go, dear.” he said just as Jade opened the door again.

“Your time is up. I hope the transaction went well?” he asked, gaze flickering from you to Azul.

“No such thing happened. Please escort the Prefect out.” Azul didn’t spare you another glance, his focus shifting to the documents on his table.

“Yes.” Jade held out his hand for you, eyes twinkling with amusement.

He knew.

You didn’t take his hand, stumbling out of the VIP Room as the world spun around you.

Azul Ashengrotto was entirely, irrevocably, unobtainable.

#auburn's fics <3 #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #azul x reader #angst #azul ashengrotto

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twstfanblog · 16 days

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*~*BROTHEL AU FunFacts*~* pt.1

Both Jamil and Leona are on the run. Their respective families are searching for them.

Cheka knows where his uncle is and has been to the brothel.

Kalim actually does trade with Sam who handles the commission orders of the brothel. So...Those meetings are gonna happen.

Vil has broken a customer's finger before.

Jamil has not slept with a single one of his clients. He spends whatever scheduled time spreading incense in his room or reading until he breaks them out of the hypnosis.

Azul keeps booking sessions with Jamil trying to figure out why he feels off during their sessions. Also he is deeply attracted to Jamil.

Yuu routinely scams customers who think she's an Entertainer. Crewel tells her to STOP, but doesn't actually do anything to make her not do it.

Yuu has half convinced Ace and Deuce to get in on her scam since some of the kitchen staff think they're attractive enough to be Entertainers.

Ace and Deuce work in the kitchen as food runners. They have a rivalry/mild flirtationship brewing. They have broken so many plates of food.

Trey is head of the kitchen in all but name. Any new kitchen staff is brought to him for review.

Jade and Floyd visit the brothel and instantly separate to bother their respective crushes.

The Tweels normally leave the brothel once Trey has finally kicked Jade out of the kitchen.

Each Entertainer has a hidden knife on them. Used to stab or threaten unruly clients

There are other Entertainers in the brothel (NPCs) who stayed with their children. The children are kept in a private wing during operation hours.

The brothel children love to follow Malleus around when he wanders looking for Yuu. He gives candy to the ones brave enough to actually walk up to him.

Ruggie's never been inside the brothel, he literally just hangs out on the back fence to a garden and that's how he and Leona met. Leona thought he was trying to sneak in.

If Crewel is too sick to work he lets everyone in the brothel take a day off.

Yes, sessions are canceled, no you don't get a refund.

Deuce started working at the brothel to get free education. His goal was to learn to read and write to gain better job opportunities to better support his mom and grandma. He sends part of his paycheck home to them.

Trey is in a similar situation. Only his employment gets his family access to high-quality ingredients and education for his younger siblings.

Literally, no one knows who Yuu's dad is except Crewel. The Entertainers all gossip in the bath about who Yuu's dad could be.

Vil has been trying for years to find out what Rook does for a living. Sadly he only gets like 20 minutes of brain power before Rook starts his 24-hour fuck fest.

#twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst #twst wonderland #brothel au

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public-trans-it · 2 years

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What is empty spaces? Google only shows some Pink Floyd song.

So I just had someone ask me this over discord which may or may not have been you, but either way I’ll give the same (brief) answer.

The short answer is that its a (mostly trans) community who goes “Man it would be so cool if the conservatives were right and we really WERE god killing demons reshaping both gender and humanity as a whole to our will.”

The longer answer... is it’s a genre of slash fiction similar to Omegaverse. And much like Omegaverse it is… uh … very much a thing that is weird to talk about publicly.

Omegaverse has a sort of alternative take on biological essentialism, where in the setting that essentialism is true and has direct impacts on sexuality, but the innate biological structure of humans in the setting is WILDLY different from reality.

Empty Spaces is to genders (mostly xenogenders) what Omegaverse is to sexuality. It branched off from “doll twitter”, a subset of the hypno kink community which was almost entirely trans gals wanting to just not be a person anymore because being stripped of humanity brought them gender euphoria. Needless to say as fringe a community as that was overwhelmed with subs seeking that out, and severely lacking in dominants who could (and were willing to) provide it. But people never belong to only a single community, and it was only a matter of time before they overlapped with witch twitter, a community of (mostly trans) gals going “What if magical girl smut wasn’t just 100% them being cute innocent things for the male gaze and instead they were demented reality warpers with control issues who have lost all traces of their humanity through the gulf between them and everyone else and were girls but like MORE girl than a human could wrap their head around and also I was one of them.” Needless to say, the two groups got along GREAT.

Eventually this attracted people who had kinks and identities that were “Gender but in a sexy and fucked up way” and a form of shared worldbuilding emerged, of an anachronistic world were witches secluded themselves from the outside world that didn’t understand them, creating new forms of life ranging from sentient Barbie dolls you could fit in your pocket, or things that were once human but no trace of the person they are remains, or androids designed for combat like the T-dolls from Girls Frontline, and all this eventually catching the eyes of things outside our reality that are fantastical and wondrous, creating a world that the witches and dolls and other rejects of the human world could call home as it seeped back into the mundane world.

The biggest difference between Omegaverse is in the levels of explicitness. Don’t get me wrong, it is EXTREMELY HORNY and EXTREMELY KINKY. DARK KINKS AS FAR AS THE EYE CAN SEE. MORE MANIPULATION AND ABUSE AND NONCON AND SNUFF THAN YOU CAN SHAKE A STICK AT. But it’s rarely traditional views of sex. You will find Empty Spaces writers on twitter with massive threads linking to hundreds of their own stories, each tagged with the most depraved fucked up kinks you could imagine... and then only like three of those stories depict actual sex in it.

Instead it is about the intimacy of those things. Giving up that level of control or having that level of control over another. Being more than what you are, being an outcast from the world that shunned you but finding love in the ways that world would find repulsive. Its about the world not treating you as human, and you going “Yeah. You’re right. I’m not human anymore.” and finding power in that lack of humanity.

#empty spaces #also like #I don’t actually know shit about Omegaverse I have never read a single story I have just heard the comparisons made before #and checked Wikipedia to verify so you KNOW that’s a highly sanitized version #also as with every community and every gender THOSE EXPERIENCES ARE NOT UNIVERSAL #IT IS JUST THE TREND I NOTICED IN MY OWN EXPOSURE TO IT #DO NOT TAKE IT AS GOSPEL

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kittyball23 · 11 months

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Okay guys, listen up!

Got some insight to the Annecy Film Festival and some of the news it revealed! The info I found was from a posting on the YouTube channel "jstar" (if you're on Tumblr, I'd love to know 😀) from a screenshot presumably found from somewhere on social media ( A friend I speak to on Wattpad brought this channel and its postings to my attention). Here's what exactly was said:

"To be factual: after the furious madness of the second Trolls, whose psychedelic energy had something orgasmic about it, exit hard rock and welcome to the glorious era of boy bands. A retrospective choice (still) logical given the astounding popularity of Kpop today. He's Justin Timberlake's character, Branche, who was actually in a boy band with his brothers when he was little (watch out for the puns in the movie on Nsync, One Direction and the like) before being cowardly abandoned, becoming th grumpy, melancholy troll he is today. The goal of the film will be to reassemble the band to save one of them, captured by idols without talents who sniff him to become good singers. By breaking a crystal that imprisons him with the power of perfect harmony."

So I guess the brothers have to sing the 'Family Harmony' (which sounds like a special song of some sort) to save Floyd who is trapped in a crystal that Velvet and Veneer placed him in after they smell him to obtain his talent?

Um... what? XD

So I guess it kinda makes sense in a way - Bergens ate Trolls to obtain their happiness, so perhaps sniffling them means that they can get their singing abilities?? Perhaps that's why they have to keep him - maybe inhaling his talent is only temporary? Maybe each time they do it continues to turn his hair the white that we saw in the first poster? And what's the deal with the Family Harmony? How will that play out? Are their voices going to combine like a magical force and break the crystal Floyd’s trapped in? If this is all true, I've certainly got a lot of questions lol

Other postings that were made on social media stated that the first 20 MINUTES of the movie were shown.

Here is a posting regarding Broppy:

"Branch definitely has a bigger emotional hurdle to jump through in this movie and Poppy really helps him with that, kind of like in the first movie, but it's a much different issue, even though Poppy feels like it's the same kind of situation to solve."

I had a feeling that this movie would remind me of the first :) This next one is about my boyz:

"We explore the world of boy bands in the world of 90s music! We celebrate them, but with a certain irony, having a little fun with them. They are more expressive and maybe they also have problems on their side. It was fun exploring these different personalities, feeling a likeness and family connection to them. But also for each of the four brothers to find their own personality, their own voice and their own part of the family."

This last quoting is about the music:

"The composer remains Ted Shapiro and we are working with a great musical team at the moment. Justin is still the executive producer of the original music and was involved in its development early on. There are five original songs that he spearheads, as well as more jukebox songs, classic and familiar happy tunes and he calls on other producers he wants to work with to create the best song for this moment in the film."

Still don't have word on the original songs, but we do know from previous info that some of the involved songs are We Are Family, Staying Alive, Everybody (Backstreet's Back), The Hustle, You Got the Right Stuff, Sailing, Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This, and I Want You Back. I also have my own ideas for what songs I think could work for the movie, but I'll save it for another post :)

#trolls #trolls 3 #trolls band together #brozone #velvet and veneer #branch trolls #poppy trolls #dreamworks

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pianostarinwonderland · 2 years

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No because sometimes I go, what if the fans are misinterpreting azul wrong?

Like yeah everyone has their own hcs and all, but I see too much crybaby azul content :/ granted he WAS a crybaby, not anymore, that's what I remember at least. And after his breakdown he's been dubbed a crybaby again 😂 I mean come on everyone breaks down once in a while. Floyd said he's not the same crybaby anymore, and yeah he'd have his insecurities but is it THAT bad?? Where did all his confidence disappear off to :((

But I'm also wondering about his romantic side. Twst is not an otome so fans make up their own hcs, but I see a lot of "shy, nervous, simp, bottom (help 😭)" etc azul when it comes to this. Personally, I think it sort of clashes?? I sometimes wonder, "what if our interpretations are completely different than what yana believes" 😂

Like okay, I don't think he's had a romantic experience before but he can't be AS pathetic as how some fics have shown him to be? I don't know he's just so useless and pitiful there, and can't do SHIT without the tweels.

Another thing is his strength. Yeah his stamina sucks and all but even after getting it confirmed that he's physically strong I see posts like: azul can't lift a fly

NOOOOooo like in chp 6 we even get to see more of his strength! And I believe he mentions how he's confident in his strength. I don't know, I've been seeing too much of this 😭

In the end everyone can interpret him how they like tbh because he's just a character, but I don't wanna stray away too much from canon. Your thoughts perhaps??

First off, you're very valid for feeling this way. If anything, you're definitely not alone in feeling this way. Trust me, as an Azul stan and as someone who yearns to know more about him, seeing the fandom reducing him to a crybaby has made me feel frustrated.

I actually had to hold off from answering this ask at first because topics like these are hard to really discuss especially when you established a reputation somehow. I can't just say that the fandom is stupid or shitty for interpreting a piece of text or a character in a way that I disapprove or disagree (and lawdy trust me, I made that mistake at least three times, and I think that ended up ugly). Not everyone has the patience or the time to look at TWST in such a deep way, and that's okay! Each of us show our love for the game in our own ways. And as you said, anon, everyone can interpret Azul—and pretty much everyone else in TWST—how they like.

Sadly, it doesn't erase the fact that it gets frustrating at best and downright depressing at worst to see that the common interpretation for Azul is crybaby octopus when there's so much more to him than just him having a mental breakdown.

Azul worked hard to become someone better than his past self. He studied hard, he practiced his magic until he made a powerful UM. He planned his way into becoming Octavinelle's dorm leader (according to Dorm Idia story). He established a student business that's thriving (which Ace says in his Union story, which says a lot that someone from the outside can say that it's a success). Anon also said it. It was Jade actually, but he implied that Azul hasn't cried in a while in chapter 3-35.

Floyd: What now? Azul, are you getting a little misty-eyed?

Jade: My my, have you gone back to the ink-spitting crybaby? [TL by shel_bb]

Take note that the phrasing is "have you gone back", not "are you being the ink-spitting crybaby again", which is heavy implication that Azul hasn't cried in a while.

He worked hard to be a better person. Even TWST puts such emphasis in Azul's hard work. Where people like Leona and Vil felt that not even hard work would bring them the recognition that they want, hard work was what brought Azul to some of his most successful years.

One time, a friend pointed out that one of the biggest misinterpretations about Azul is that people underestimate his determination and hard work. And holy shit, it is true.

Once, someone asked me about Azul's voice: If it was shown in the flashback that he stole someone's voice, wouldn't that mean that his voice would be different starting from chapter 4 now that his contracts have been dusted?

A good question honestly. And at the time, I didn't know how to answer it because huh, that's interesting, but also, his voice never really changed at the end of chapter 3 either. But the short answer? No. Long answer? Azul didn't just cheat his way and use the talents of others that he took. Yes, he used the abilities he took, but it doesn't mean he didn't slack off. He worked hard to build an image: someone confident, intelligent, unbreakable. He would have made sure that he sounded that way to people.

On the topic of Azul's determination, he has his own skills too. Anon pointed out his strength, so I'll get into that. Yes he can't fly, but by God, he has strength. Even Floyd had a miffed reaction to people calling Azul weak. He didn't have to tell Riddle, Vil, and Epel during Beans Day that Azul was actually strong, he doesn't have reason to. But he fucking did.

Riddle: And where do you get off mocking ME? Your housewarden Azul is hardly a heavy hitter himself with his magic out of the equation. From what I saw earlier, he was the only one on the monster team struggling to catch his breath.

Vil: True. If he's that desperate to improve his PE grade, he could try putting in the work every day to—

Floyd: Wait, hold up. Who said anything about Azul bein' weak without his magic? He's real strong. [Beans 2, Chapter 20, official localization]

That same strength is also confirmed in chapter 6 as well! While I don't have a reliable translation to quote it from, Azul tells Riddle that even if he was collared, he would still have the strength of his arms.

So okay, this is just one explanation as to why Azul isn't just crybaby. Again, we all have our different interpretations and that's okay~.

What is not okay is when people not only reduce Azul to being a crybaby but also calling him pathetic for it.

I think some of you guys know this recent Twitter poll about the most pathetic character in Twisted Wonderland. It's a fun poll, it's really funny to look at the results (like that one round where Ace got 93% of the votes lmaooooo), and it was all in good fun. But the problem was that some of the qrts said that Azul is pathetic because he cried in chapter 3, or that chapter 3 was the proof you need to justify Azul being pathetic.

Listen, many of us would agree that it's funny to point and laugh at Azul. Like for example, a lot of Azul stans, myself included, find it funnier than frustrating that Azul didn't get event cards for nearly two years because he was the first character to murder us with 2 SSRs in one month. Right now, it's also funny that Azul's recent Camp outfit almost makes him look like a middle aged Korean grandma, but let's be honest, it's still a good outfit. But still, there's a lightheartedness to all the joking. It's nothing mean spirited.

But call Azul pathetic for crying, for breaking down in tears, even if it's joking, and that's when it gets hurtful. Yes, Azul is a fictional character, so it's more "okay" to call him pathetic for that than to call real people pathetic. Yes, maybe I do care too much for fucking pixels.

But seeing so many people say that Azul is pathetic for being a crybaby speaks so much about the kind of people they are. It speaks of a bigger societal problem regarding toxic masculinity, where boys are pathetic when they cry. If Azul was a girl, would you still call her pathetic for breaking down?

I don't think people realize it, but having to hear these comments about Azul hurts. I've heard these comments everywhere: Twitter, Tumblr, and especially my own fucking friends and fellow Octavinelle stans.

There was one time I saw a friend say that they would find Sebek being crybaby adorable but if it's Azul, it's pathetic coming from him. At the time, my mental health was down the drain. I went through days when I just wanted to lose it right then and there and cry my heart out. Azul is one of my few sources of comfort, so I especially held onto him tightly that time. So to have someone just say that? I felt hurt by that. Maybe it sounds crazy, but at that time, I thought, "So if you think Azul's crying is pathetic, does that mean you'd say me crying is pathetic?"

There was another time when I wanted to scream about how hardworking Azul was because chapter 6 highlighted that even more. Someone made a tweet (in JP) how Azul's magic isn't as good as some of the other boys, but the fact that he's one of the strong mages still is a testament to how hard he worked to reach that point. And I linked that in a server, and before I could say anything, someone went in and said, "Lmaooo this crybaby is actually okay." Needless to say, not only did they just say it when I was about to lovemail, I was hurt by that comment too because just having people say that they look at Azul like he's pathetic felt hurtful.

I'm going to repeat, hearing those comments hurts. A lot of people love Azul for a reason. He made people feel seen, he's someone that a lot of people intimately relate to. He's a lot of people's comfort character. Please remember that.

I'll end this post on that note. Sorry anon that I used your ask to ramble like this. But I really want this to be said and heard. Again, to repeat, it's okay to interpret things differently. Some of us don't have the time to look at TWST deeply, and some of us just don't have that patience to do so, and that's alright. And we're not perfect, our biases may come out, and we may say things that may sound mean. But yeah, I just want people to at least know that there's more to Azul than just being crybaby. And that calling Azul pathetic for being a crybaby is hurtful and feeds to the bigger problem about how boys are seen to be pathetic when they cry.

#twisted wonderland #twst #azul ashengrotto #ask #There's a lot of other points from the ask that I couldn't talk about #but I've got asks in the inbox that also address those same points. :33 #putting this on the main tags to be seen;;;#it's like 1am and my word choice is very poor #pov you're struggling to think of adjectives for hurtful

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May I request Riddle, Azul, Jamil, Vil, and Leona’s reaction to their crush switching to RSA because they got a late acceptance letter, and are afraid of them after their overblot/waiting to stay as far away from them as they can. (I love these characters but I love angst more)

Hello, thank you for the ask! I feel like I could've written this better but I hope you still like it!

Riddle, Azul, Jamil, Vil, Leona react to their crush switching to RSA

Riddle

He wanted to be with you for a while, you were one of the smartest people he knew both in academics and in social life. You were friendly to everyone and you stood up for students when they faced bullies. Overall he thought you were amazing, but you especially took his heart when you treated him more like a friend than a scary dorm leader.

But he was afraid, afraid that he was too stiff or he wasn't the perfect one for you. He was a master in the academics but he felt like a complete idiot when it came to relationships. It only made things worse when he finally got the courage and went up to you with some roses he collected when you bumped into him with a letter in hand.

You saw him, waved but quickly hid the letter behind your back. Instead of giving him a chance to ask you what it was about, you ran away. Had he done something wrong? He called out to you, but you didn't look back. You were afraid of seeing him overblot or get upset in general, and you felt that this was the best way out of it.

It went on like that. Riddle didn't see you as often and he would sometimes take hold of your arm to directly ask you what's happening, but you said that you were busy and ran off. He ended distancing himself from you, thinking he was probably too pushy and it was best for the two of you to be away from each other. It was only after a few weeks he heard that you had left for RSA.

Ah. So that was it. He nodded at the news Cater brought and silently went off to the Rose garden. He had met you there, tending the hedgehogs and sitting in the grass. You were likely friends with Chenya, he wondered if you were happy in RSA instead. He wondered if you found someone you liked there too.

The two of you met at the VDC event. You were with a few friends and were wearing that white uniform that so many NRC students hated. Riddle went up and politely said hello to you, hoping you would still act the same as you did, hoping you would still beam with joy when seeing him. Instead, you gave him a polite wave, a sad smile on your face but quickly disappearing amongst the crowd. He knew you had left without a word because you were scared he would overblot, Riddle didn't mind though. He could at least see you happy with others, that was enough for him.

Azul

He admired every aspect of you. You weren't afraid of him or the tweels, you had powerful magic, you were smart and beautiful. You had everything he wanted, but you treated him like he was better than you. It was strange, but it was a warm feeling. He felt like he was filled with butterflies whenever you spoke to him.

"You have a crush," Floyd explained nonchalantly while twirling his hat around. Azul refused to believe it, but it was written on his face that he liked you. Even you could figure it out as he was always trying to impress you but he would always end up more flustered than you were. It was cute, and you wanted to ask him out one day.

A letter arrived however. You were going to RSA. You weren't sure if you could keep being friends with Azul when he could cause a tantrum of some kind, but you also didn't want to tell him to leave. Instead, you decided to softly let go of him by not talking to him as much and avoiding him.

Azul panicked when this started. He began to question if he was not good enough for you, if he was doing something horrible. He begged you to talk to him at one point, taking your arm and stopping you. He was as clingy as you would've expected. Finally, you had to cave in. "I'm going to RSA, I got a late letter of acceptance. Sorry, I won't be here for much longer," you explained. Azul was shocked, but he was more hurt that this news would mean the two of you were going to be separated. You omitted telling him you were afraid of him overblotting again.

He was with you until you were out of the NRC gates. He never had the courage to ask you out, he was too afraid of rejection. But looking back, he wished he had asked you right when you said you were going. Maybe you could've stayed in NRC then, who knows. He did see you at the VDC event however, but as one of the contestants onstage.

He wondered if you could see him in the crowd. He was the loudest one cheering for you, and you looked happy. You were singing a love duet with someone else, a duet that Azul and you had practiced once together. He smiled to himself when you were bowing and leaving the stage. It could've been the two of you on the stage, but he would instead see you shine without him at your side.

Jamil

You were close to him because the two of you worked as babysitters for Scarabia basically haha. He was busy taking care of laundry for Kalim while you were doing some of yours and another friend's. That was how the friendship started, and it bloomed into a really good one too.

Jamil felt as though you saw him as more than a servant of the Al Asim family. He thought you were beautiful too, but he would never tell you that in person (he's too shy). But he did feel himself grow more and more attached to you. You were also one of the only people to stand up for him after he overblotted. Because of all of these things, he wanted to ask you out.

The timing could've been better however. You were always sitting next to him in classes in the library but now you were far away. He wondered if something had gotten to you, maybe he was the problem? But instead of asking, he decided to leave you be, thinking you needed some time for yourself.

However, he would find out that you left for RSA when he went to knock on your door one day. Kalim looked at Jamil and asked what he was doing. "Oh, I know y/n's usually in their dorm room, I was planning on giving them some food I made but-" "They left over the weekend," another student said while walking by. "What?!" Kalim and Jamil seemed to agree on something. "Yeah, they went to RSA, turns out they were accepted super late."

He regrets not being able to tell you his true feelings. He would have to live under that shadow for a long time. That is until the VDC event when he was with the NRC team led by Vil. You were with Neige, talking to him like the two of you were super close. Jamil went up to say hello, but Vil stopped him. "We can't go to those RSA students, you know that," Vil said in an annoyed tone.

He wasn't able to say hello, even after the event. Instead, he could only watch you from afar as you cheered from the crowd. He wondered if you thought he was just as amazing as you were, no probably not. He didn't know why you stopped talking to him, but it didn't matter. Jamil knew that you had moved on, just like the sands in a desert sweeped up by the wind. Too bad he couldn't move on.

Vil

Though there was so many people that desired to be with him, Vil felt as though it was all fake. He wondered if they were just trying to get close to him for the fame or for any status, so he continued to ignore those people. But he found you, someone that was like a breath of fresh air. You treated him like a regular person rather than a famous model or actor. You treated him with kindness and you weren't scared to be honest with him.

He loved you. You were absolutely beautiful being the way you were, not minding what others said about you and simply living each moment to the fullest. He wished he could be like you, but his inner worries of failure didn't help. He saw how much damage he caused after he overblotted, and he didn't want to see you get hurt. He wasn't sure if you could accept his love for you after that either.

It seems that Vil was able to read you pretty easily since the overblot incident did freak you out a bit. Sure you knew that Vil wasn't always like that, and in many ways you admired him. But you couldn't help but feel uneasy with him. Then came the fact that you were now going to RSA, a school that you knew Vil disliked. Instead of hearing him talk you out of it, you decided to stay silent but away from the dorm leader.

Of course, Vil didn't take this lightly. He asked you multiple times why you were ignoring him, but you said that it wasn't that you were trying to ignore him and instead you were super busy. Eventually, he left you alone, but he did leave a letter under your dorm room door about meeting you in the ballroom. You never read it as you departed to RSA right when he did that.

Rook was the one that broke the news to Vil. "...Is that so?" Vil was eerily quiet about it, and Rook too was a little worried that Vil would go extreme over this. But Vil was quiet, he seemed calm, like nothing had happened. Except for when NRC and RSA had a joint sporting event and he saw Neige with you. Vil saw the way you held hands with him, kissed him on the cheek, etc.

Instead of approaching you however, he slipped away into the crowd. You were scared of him, it made sense in his head now why you avoided to let him know. You had seen him overblot, and he was known to be harsh in the school. At least he would see you happy, though he would stand behind like he always did behind the curtains of a show. Neige would always be in the center with the partner, just like you were right now.

Leona

Honestly no one saw you two coming together at first. You were much more enthusiastic and energetic than he was, and people thought Leona would avoid you. However, he was the one that protected you from a pack of delinquent students and he also tolerated you being with him when he was trying to take naps.

You took his heart, to put it simply. You treated him like he was more than just a second-born prince. Though you saw him overblot, saw all the terrible things he did to win against Diasomnia, you still stayed at his side in the infirmary. You told him how much you cared for him, and that was enough for Leona to fall in love with you.

The sad thing was, you had received a letter of acceptance from RSA, saying that you should come as soon as possible. You weren't sure what to do, but you knew that you had to go, it was your dream school after all. But what about Leona? You couldn't tell him, you didn't know what he would do with the news. Instead, you chose to stay silent and leave as quickly as you could.

Leona noticed that you were acting off. He didn't point it out, and he didn't bother asking because he wanted to respect your privacy. However, he did want to still ask you out. He swallowed nervously as he approached your door one day to knock. Yet, it seemed like there was no one inside. He just opened the door instead of knocking, but you were nowhere to be found. "Y/n?" he asked, but there was no answer. To make matters worse, there was no trace of you at all. He found out from Ruggie that you had transferred to RSA.

Leona didn't take the news very well. Of course, this meant that you two wouldn't be close, but it also showed that you had interests in somewhere with people like his brother than him. At least that was what Leona thought. He didn't know that you went but you still liked him. Leona gave up on asking you after that. Ruggie asked what the necklace was for, but Leona hid it in his pocket and said "It wasn't anything you needed to know."

Leona saw you at VDC, you were wearing the white uniform he disliked. You looked different too, not as outgoing as you used to be, a bit more regal in his eyes. Perhaps the y/n he knew was gone. He tried to make eye contact with you, but it was near impossible because of how you were occupied talking to others. Sighing, he gave up and walked towards the other Savanaclaw students to join them.

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