#Azul Drabble

[throughthetwistedmirror]

12:34 PM ~ *Azul Ashengrotto*

Summary: The Mostro Lounge is slammed. Azul is trying to help pick up the slack. But there is a reason as to why he’s the only one working…

Pairing: Azul Ashengrotto X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Drabble

Word Count: 596

Warning: Flustered Azul

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Azul was confused. He knew that the kitchen staff needed his help today, so he was busy doing all he could in the kitchen to help out. It’s not that he minded the work, far from it actually. He enjoyed cooking when he could. However, the Mostro Lounge usually wasn’t this slammed. For some reason they were struggling to keep up today. He wasn’t going to complain, because money was money, but it didn’t take long for him to notice that there was no one else in the kitchen with him.

Befuddled by this fact, he dried his hands after finishing rinsing off the last dish, and made his way to the dining area. From behind the counter, he could already see what the problem was. All of his coworkers were surrounding a booth, talking and laughing with someone in particular. He frowned as he threw the towel he was using over his shoulder and made his way over to them.

His cheeks flushed pink when he saw who had captured everyone’s attention.

It was Floyd who saw him first and he gave him a cheeky grin. “Oh, Zuzu, why didn’t you tell any of us you had a cute little girlfriend, hmm?”

“Yeah, one who calls you Zuzu because you gave her a flower when you confessed, and she pressed the petals into her favorite book. And the petals remind her of Zuzu’s petals from “It’s a Wonderful Life”.” Jade snickered behind his hand.

“Y-Y/n, can I talk to you for a moment?” Azul stammered, trying to keep his composure.

You nodded. “Of course Zuzu! I’ll be right back, boys!”

“Bye Y/n.” They cooed at you, making him wince.

Behind the counter again, he asked you, “What are you doing here?”

Smiling brightly, you answered, “Well, I knew you were busy at work, and I could see you working so hard. So I decided I should come over and give you some moral support. That and it’s lunchtime. Since I’ve always wanted to try the food from your Lounge, I thought today would be the perfect day to finally visit! When I got here and didn’t see you, I asked one of the staff about you and I told him I was your girlfriend. And that’s how I met all of your sweet friends!”

He sighed, closing his eyes as he did so. The reason he didn’t want you to meet his staff was because he was already teased enough by the Leech twins. Now they were all going to tease him even more because you were here. Not that he was ashamed of you or anything! That wasn’t it at all! He just didn’t need to give them anymore of a reason to torment him.

Opening his eyes, he watched you place a hand on his forehead. He blushed heavily at your touch and the  cute, heart melting frown on your face. “You must be exhausted, Zuzu. You should come by the Ramshackle dorm on your break and I can let you take a nap in my room.”

Azul felt his cheeks flush red and he heard the others laughing at the two of you. Sighing again, he knew that he was going to be subjected to jokes and teasing all day. But it didn’t matter to him right now. He could take an extended break just so he could be with you and they would have to work harder than they normally did. Nodding, he accepted your invitation and kissed you, causing the boys to go berserk as you smiled into the kiss.

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[dazey-aceie]

Hello again! Lemme get a writing request in too while I'm at it, hehe. :3 You got any househusband octotrio headcanons? I'm always starving for some seafood.

Househusband Octotrio Drabble Headcanon Thingies

✎ Characters: Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech

☁︎ Fluffy

⚠︎ Warnings: Slight suggestiveness in Jades part.

☆ Notes: I sat and stared at this for an hour before I could start writing. writers block kinda sucks ngl, but i did try my best!! so i hope you enjoy lol

! Word Count: 650ish

Azul

He hates to just sit around, especially when he thinks there’s more to do. He loves to keep busy, he always has to be doing something.

It doesn’t all have to be manual labor though, he might spend hours looking up recipes that he’d think you’d enjoy, or taking extra classes, like a cooking or spend some time peacefully gardening.

He likes to pack your lunch every morning, and he’ll always add a lot bit of your favorite snack to give you a boost of energy to get through the day

He’s always overworking himself, and ignoring his needs. Like rest.

“Ah, y/n, you’re home early. What a surprise…”

“Are you okay Azul, you look like you’re drenched in sweat- Are you coming down with a fever…?”

“No I feel fine,” He reassured you.

“You’ve been overworking yourself too much then.”

“I have not. I’ve just been doing what needs to be done.” He scolded, trying to prove a point.

“Come on, I’ll cook dinner today, it’s your turn to rest.”

“But you’ve been at work all day- It’s fine really-!”

“And you’ve been cleaning all day, it’s your turn to take a break.”

“Thank you y/n… I appreciate it.” He sighed with a smile, knowing that arguing was futile.

Jade

An absolute clean freak, but in a chaotic way. You’ve never seen anyone scrub a toilet with so much energy and effort but with such a stoic yet smiley face.

He might leave things out a bit if he gets preoccupied with something else, like he’ll leave the faucet on for hours while he’s vacuuming, or he’ll leave out a carton of milked cause he remember that he needed to clean the windows.

But he likes to work by himself, you’ll offer to help but he can be stubborn when he wants to, so you cave, and right after you tell him that the sink is on fire, for the 3rd time that week. It was a Tuesday.

He loves to welcome you home from work with kind gestures, like preparing a surprise picnic, or giving you a massage if you mention that you’re sore.

“Ah… Please be gentle, Jade.”

“Of course, y/n…”

“Uggh…Not so hard!”

“I apologize it’s hard to contain myself when you’re… like this.”

“Jade! It- it hurts! But it feels so good.”

“I know y/n, trust in me.”

“Nngh…Azul was right, you really do give great shoulder massages.”

And poor Grimm was outside your door wanting to ask you something, traumatized. Ngl, situations like that happen quite frequently.

Floyd

Your shelved are filled with random things he finds at markets or thrift stores. Including a very creepy doll that you swear you saw blink.

But Floyd calls it his treasure so you just shrug and let him continue his collection. He is a bit of a hoarder though and you need to help him sort through a bunch of things.

You try the pile method but he ends up putting everything in the maybe it the keep pile. You get absolutely no where.

He hates being bored but he won’t do a lot of extra work, so he’ll go out and find more things, like little nicknacks that he says reminds him of you. …Like a cartoon squirrel easy-bake-oven. You decide to take it in stride.

He also breaks things quite a bit, he tries to fix them for the most part, but sometimes he just gives up and will put broken dishes back in the cabinets.

“Why are all of our dishes broken..?”

“They’re not broken, now we have dinner ware for 57 more little shrimpies!”

“…When are we inviting 57 shrimp over dinner?”

“Next Wednesday, do you not check the calendar? We put it up for a reason.”

“…My bad..?”

requests are open!!

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[yaksha-lover]

Track #2: Sunlight - Hozier Drabble Masterlist

Azul Ashengrotto x Reader

Summary: Azul treats everyone as a business arrangement. He thought it would be the same with you, until he realizes he’d much rather have you than your resources.

i. all the tales the same

An octopus has three hearts - that’s the explanation Azul’s mother would always give when he’d come home crying as a child. It was comforting, to explain away his sensitivity in a single phrase. You have to be more careful with yours, Azul, she’d say, rubbing his back. There’s more of you to break.

He understood what she meant far too well. Every tease, every taunt, every comment muttered behind his back (and most of the time to his face) was far too much for him to bear. They were only children, but so was he. Is it any wonder he’d stopped seeing people as more than transactional when all they’d seen him as was a joke?

If he didn’t care for them, if they were reduced to nothing but an inky signature, how could their words hurt him? They were nothing.

He thought you’d be nothing too.

You started off like most ‘relationships’ in his life; a business transaction. At least, that’s how he’d thought of you.

You, who was so blissfully kind and innocent, doe-eyed and naive, thought of him as a friend, and then eventually, more.

To him, you were easy prey. It would be simple to gain your friendship, your trust, maybe even your heart if he was so lucky. Then, it would be oh so simple to gain access to all that you could do for him.

ii. told before and told again

The plan requires more commitment than he’d realized, but he knows it will be worth it in the end. You, the sole heir of your father’s estate, will be in a position to let Azul gain access to a brand new market he’s been looking to expand into. If he has to play friend, he’s willing to do it.

You’re…lonelier than he expects. Azul isn’t exactly a social butterfly himself (at least, for non-business related reasons), but your eagerness to spend time with him certainly stems from more than just his ‘great companionship.’ He almost feels bad, for a moment, to lead you on, but he steels himself with the justification of his success.

You won’t mind, right? He gets your help, you get his friendship, even if it is manufactured. It’s an equal trade, he tells himself.

Spending all this time together, he learns things about you. Things that are disconcerting.

Azul hasn’t had trouble sleeping since he was a child. Everything he did was perfectly scheduled; how was he to function if not by keeping up a meticulous sleep cycle which guaranteed him a satisfying eight hours of rest per night?

He thinks you’re the reason he’s started lying awake. He can’t stop thinking about the things you’ve told him - maybe ‘let slip’ is the better term.

He’s used to coaxing information out of his clients; it’s good for business. Now he only wishes he wasn’t so good.

They aren’t so much secrets; it’s not as though you’ve made a great effort to hide them, only that no one has made an effort to look in the first place.

He’s played the dutiful friend long enough to know how…pitiful you can become after a night out or a hard day. He’s been there to take care of you, always making sure you get home safe or that you’re well fed. You’re a poor, unfortunate sight; you’re lucky it’s only Azul taking advantage of your resources and not someone much worse. His stomach churns at the thought of it - that’s one of the many things that keeps him up. It’s not that he’s worried; no, no, you were only a business arrangement of his. If anything were to happen to you, his whole plan could go to ruin.

That’s why he stays the night in your apartment, sleeping on the couch so he can check on you despite the fact that the commute will make him late for work and his back will hurt all day from the lumpy sofa. That’s why he can’t sleep, forced to make sure you’re sleeping soundly every few hours.

You’ll apologize in the morning for being a mess; you always do. The two of you put on a charade of sorts - you promise it won’t happen again, that you’re sorry for forcing him to take care of you (although you’d never asked a thing from him) and he pretends that none of it matters, that it’s not a big deal.

It’s only for the sake of business when he asks you to spend more time with him; if you’re not with your undesirable friends (who only get you into trouble, he thinks) then you (and his deal) will be safe. It’s certainly not because the last time he’d come to check on you, you’d had light bruises peppering your neck, almost as if someone had nipped at your skin gently and-

Azul perishes the thought from his mind. So what if he hasn’t won your heart? That’s not his goal, he doesn’t need your love to get your help, he’ll just-

iii. a soul that’s born in cold and rain

You kiss him, one night. You’re at his apartment, and it’s been a peaceful evening. He’d invited you over for dinner, cooking you one of the most recent dishes he’d been testing for his restaurant chain. The two of you had settled into his sofa, a movie playing in the background.

He noticed you hadn’t been paying attention; he was watching the screen, but you kept sneaking (not so subtle) glances at him every few seconds, putting him on edge. He turned to you, about to ask what was wrong, when you kissed him.

Your lips brush against his lightly; he almost wonders if he’d fallen asleep and was only dreaming the whole thing. He’d only just closed his eyes when he felt you pull away and begin to apologize for kissing him without asking. He can’t even form a response, only pulling you in to continue what you’d started.

Things only seem to spiral from there. Azul is, admittedly, a sensitive soul, perhaps too sentimental for his own good. He’d vowed to be utilitarian about his relationships; to view everyone only per their use value, and thus to never have to care. Caring, for him, typically meant getting hurt in some way, but he can’t quite help himself with you.

Your affection feels good. Your love is addicting. He refuses to let either of them go, thoughts of business and markets pushed to the furthest place in his mind.

It’s only natural, then, that the two of you quickly become closer than ever before. A toothbrush at his apartment quickly becomes you moving in; he’s a busy man, after all. What better way to see more of each other than living together (you practically spent all your time with him, anyway).

If you depend on him, that’s okay. That’s how it’s always been with the two of you, hasn’t it? He takes care of you, he always has.

iv. knows sunlight, sunlight, sunlight

He’s drifting off to sleep with you in his arms when he hears you speak.

“Azul?”

“Yes, darling?”

“I’m sorry.”

That makes him open his eyes. He moves to turn on the lamp, but you stop him. “Sorry? For what?”

“For taking advantage of you.”

That almost makes him laugh. “Pardon? I don’t seem to recall such a thing happening.”

“I know, Azul. You…you don’t need to pretend that you like me. I know you just want access to my father’s contacts. I knew since the beginning and I should’ve put a stop to it. I’m so, so sorry I just - you were so kind to me, and I couldn’t help but bask in your sunlight a little. But it’s gone too far. Look at us. You never should’ve had to become so close with me, it was wrong for me to hold on. For that, I’m sorry. There’s no need for us to continue this charade, I’ll give you the contacts you want. And…and I’ll be sure to get out of your life…”

Azul is silent for a moment, before he can’t hold back his chuckle any longer. He tries to contain himself once he sees the tears begin to pool in your eyes. You start to pull away, but he pulls you close with one arm, wiping away your tears with the other.

“Oh dear, you’re truly serious! You’re laying in my bed, in my arms, and you think you’re taking advantage of me? You thought I only wanted you for your resources and yet you feel sorry? I suppose your tender heart and naïveté are endearing, but it won’t do for you to be so vulnerable, my love. It’s a good thing I love you so much, any less and I might truly be tempted to take advantage of such a poor soul like yours~”

You look at him in confusion. “You mean it…but how can I trust you, Azul?”

His arms move to slip around your waist, pulling you in close to him. You can feel the heat of his smooth skin move against your body, the warmth of his breath on you face.

“How indeed, my love? I suppose I’ll have to show you, then. Actions speak louder than words, after all.”

With that, Azul lifts himself off the bed, drawing you under him and capturing your lips once again.

#let’s just ignore the fact that the last hozier drabble i wrote was over six months ago- #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #azul x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #azul ashengrotto #twst #twisted wonderland

[twst-drabbles]

Octavinelle 17

Summary: A stranger approaches you while you're relaxing on the beach. Your large seafolk don't really take to people just coming up to you all that well.

(My brain is all over the place again. Writing a little bit of everything. Have patience and enjoy the seafolk intimidating peeps with their large forms. I have written, so many words!)

That pocket dimension back home was a strange thing indeed. There wasn't really a surface to breach, nor was there a beach to lay on. It was just water in all directions, no matter how far one goes.

So, with the help of some potions and other magical things, you took the seafolk right into an odd beach that you're more than sure Crowley made somehow. You don't know how, but it had crow shape stones sitting on top of a boulder, so you know he did something.

Well, either way, this place was yours for the playing and the relaxing with.

As soon as you set up the towel and umbrella, all of the seafolk carefully set into the water before they all just dove in.

Azul sank deep into the water as soon as he morphed into his true form, just making bubbles with his lips while he sat there and enjoyed the sun.

Jade seemed to be carving into a raised rock in the water with his claw. He always seems to be busying himself with various little projects and hobbies. Likes to keep his hands busy when he can, for one reason or another.

And Floyd was, well, being Floyd. He was diving to the bottom and seems to be digging for things. Clams, sand-dollars, dead starfish. And just when you weren't paying attention to him, he threw wet sand and seaweed right at your knees.

You didn't exactly come to the beach for yourself to be perfectly honest. Sure, the waters are crystal clear and the weather was just perfect, but it was just one of those days where you simply want to bask in the sun, take in the sea-salt smell and listen to the waves as the seafolk played among themselves.

"Uh, hey! Excuse me," then, an unfamiliar voice interrupted your daydreaming. "Is this spot taken?"

A stranger has made there way here. In a place with clear signs that this was a private beach.

You gave a sigh and pushed yourself up.

"Yeah, spot's taken," you waved behind you, "might want to go elsewhere. It's a private beach."

"Wait, really? Well, can I stay? It's not like you anyone needs to know. You don't really need all this space to yourself right? See, it's my kid's birthday and I wanted to bring the family somewhere really special and--"

Then, there was a dual harsh clicking, right from the throats of Jade and Floyd as they crawled from the waters they were just splashing around in. Jade came to your right side, Floyd covered your left. Water dripped off of them both and right onto your skin.

"…holy--"

A hand landed gently dug its gray fingers into sand and your once guppy dragged himself out of the ever-deep ocean. Deliberately slow, both to not make the waves blanket you while you're relaxing under the shade and also to establish a presence.

You would scold him, but Azul's entirely too in character to really listen. He, Jade and Floyd. Look at them all. Jade was curling his large tail this was and that around your legs to truly make his size and length known. Floyd was grinning and looked three seconds away from slithering right up to this stranger and squeezing him just for the fun of it. And Azul…

Azul didn't do anything besides plop his chin on his folded hands, oh so politely lowering himself just to meet the gaze of this stranger who wandered into this spot snagged. His smile wasn't wide but it was there. Empty, not a shred of warmth in there, but charming to those that don't know him.

"My, I wasn't expecting a guest at all, especially not on this private part of the beach," without the water and layers of barrier to separate you all, Azul's voice was sharper than you're used to. Weird. "Had I known ahead of time that strangers were prone to just wandering into places they're not supposed to be, I would've prepared some entertainment."

Ah. He's angry. Just angry and annoyed. Doesn't see this person as any sort of threat or danger, otherwise there wouldn't be any words. There would only be odd masterfully manipulated waves as they avoid you, but drag this stranger under into the dark depths of the sea.

"Should I do the honors and receive this guest?" Jade gave a wide smile, baring his teeth, "I'll be sure to give them the warmest of welcomes."

"Oh come on, isn't it my turn this time?" Floyd clapped a hand on Jade's shoulder, "I'm sure this little slug could do with some squeezing."

"Stop that," you sighed out, kicking Jade's and Floyd's tail off of your legs. Ugh, they're all slimed up. You didn't get up, just lifted your head to look at the slowly retreating stranger, "Yeah, you might want to leave. Public beach is a ways down from here. Hope you can snag a spot for the birthday celebration."

"Thank you so much sorry to bother you have a nice day!" Apparently that was all the permission they needed to make a mad dash out of here. Well, as much one could dash on dry sand and sandals.

"Oh dear, they tripped," Jade noted, "should I help them up?"

"Jade," you warned.

"I'm joking, dear Caretaker," he injected a lot of fondness in that sentence.

But yeah, a joke. Sure.

"Alright, now then," Azul, let the facade drop and rolled his shoulders, not used to his true weight on land, "let's leave the Caretaker to their relaxing while we take a swim, shall we?"

"Huh?" Floyd, not in the mood, flopped over right over your thighs. You made a noise of discomfort, heavy as he was, but Floyd ignored you. "I don't wanna. I'm tired of just swimming and hunting."

"Really now, why must you be like this?" Azul sighed, tired of his antics, but then something caught his eye in the distance, "Would you say no to chasing boats?"

Now that caught his attention. "Oh? Where? Let me see."

"There, that red dot in the distance," Azul didn't finish before Floyd dragged himself back into the water. He speed off and soon was out of line of sight.

"Hmm, I wonder if they'll have anything interesting on their vessel," Jade follows after, a little slower.

"Azul," you called to him before he could sink back under, "come here."

Just his face alone was enough to give you all the shade you needed and more. He leaned in close, wanting to hear every word that comes out of you.

"Yes?"

"Make sure none of you get into legal trouble," because attempting to stop any all trouble all together was just not going to happen. May as well just settle for this instead so it doesn't go back to you.

Azul gave the softest of laughs. "Well, if that boat is so willing to risk fishing in protected waters, then they shouldn't be afraid of the consequences that may happen. Of what may lurk in the seas they treat as an untouched treasury."

"Azul."

"Fine fine, but I won't make promises."

Eh, that's enough for you. Trying is better than nothing.

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[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

Nights Spent In; Azul Ashengrotto

Content; Fluff, gender-neutral reader, established relationship

Word Count; 700+

Author's Note; This is for one of my first mutuals @azulashengrottospiano! I hope you enjoy this, and some domestic Azul! [and I'm keeping a screenshot of your ask ^v^]

As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

Safe to say your social battery was pretty much at zero. You had fun, yes, but all you wanted to do was stay at home in some ridiculously comfortable pyjamas, eat leftovers from lunch, cuddle a bit, and maybe look through the storage container labelled Games! :D since there could be some hidden gems in there. And right now you were cuddled up under a super chunky knit blanket, snug as a bug in a rug.

You were content just putting the leftovers from lunch in the microwave, but Azul had insisted that he made the both of you dinner. You didn’t mind, since you had a nice view of him working away in the kitchen, muttering the recipe of tonight’s dinner to himself. He was even wearing the frilly apron and kitschy oven mitts.

What a dork. I love him so much. You giggled to yourself, watching Azul go about the kitchen, off in his own little world. 

Sighing, you got up — the blanket draped over your shoulders so you were still in your nice blanket burrito — and shuffled over to the Games! :D container, seeing if there was anything interesting that Azul wouldn’t just automatically win. You loved him, but if he made you go bankrupt again in this world’s version of Monopoly one more time you swore that you weren’t going to give him any kisses. You may love him, but he was not a humble winner. 

So any strategy games were completely out the window, luck based games were more on your side… hopefully luck just decided to favour you tonight. At least you had a cute chef at the least.

Hmm? What’s this? Blowing off the dust you pulled out an old edition of Snakes and Ladders. It relied only on luck, so it was perfect!

“Hey, sweetie,” you called to the kitchen.

Azul was just placing your dinner in the oven, it would take about thirty minutes to bake, so he had time to spare… and for you? He could spare all the time in the world for you. “What is it, darling?”

You held up the game under your chin and gave him your biggest smile. “Wanna play?” You waggled eyebrows for some added flair, and it made Azul chuckle.

“Fine, one round, but I won’t go easy on you,” he said, sitting down at the coffee table. He eyed the game, and squinted his eyes at the dice. A luck-based game? Playing your cards right I see.

“You never do,” you shot him a wink and rolled the dice. You moved your piece forward, not hitting any ladders.

Azul rolled his eyes, but took his turn, overtaking you by two spaces, also not hitting any ladders. “Would you rather that I did?” He looked up at you through his lashes, a small smug smile on his face. 

You hummed as you took your turn, getting a ladder and going up a row. “No, it’s more fun like this, plus you’re extra cute when you get fired up.”

Azul pushed up his glasses, trying to ignore the warmth that had seeped into his cheeks. “Flattery won’t help you, my dear, when I win.”

“We’ll see about that.~”

The rest of the game was spent in silence, the occasional tch escaping when either of you hit a snake, but the game was neck in neck. You had to roll a perfect six to win, and Azul a four, and it was his turn. The both of you had your fingers crossed.

He rolled a two, the exact number that he didn’t want. He moved his piece forward and gritted his teeth as he moved it down two rows. He sighed, handing over the die. He knew that he had most likely lost this game.

You gently took it, and rolled a six. You had won. “Looks like luck was on my side tonight,” you grinned.

Azul grumbled, but he couldn’t stay mad at you. “Would you like a prize for that?” It was part sarcasm, but also part genuine question.

You placed a kiss on his cheek. “Just spending time with you is a prize in its own right… but I won’t say no to your cooking either!”

It wasn’t really a prize, as you were already getting his cooking for dinner, but it nonetheless made Azul feel soft and warm. The two of you really should spend more nights in if they were going to be like this.

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Tags: @eynnwwyjth, @hydra-sea, @inkybloom-luv, @identity-theft-101, @krenenbaker, @officialdaydreamer00, @twistwonderlanddevotee, @xxoomiii

#dove does events #follower event #twst #twst x reader #twst x gn reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland x gn reader #azul ashengrotto #azul ashengrotto x reader #azul ashengrotto x gn reader #sha la la la my oh my! go on and ~kiss da 'zul~ #you cannot tell me that he wouldn't wear a frilly apron; he's a nerd you know he would #would it even be called snakes and ladders in twst? ... eels and ladders??? #idk but it would be funny if azul was silently cursing out the tweels #also; idk if you remember your ask BUT you did in fact request the same 3 people as last time ^v^ that was also a part of why i tagged you #- in the vil drabble. i diagnose you with azul trey and vil brain rot #this is technically a bonus drabble #scheduled post since idk if i'll be busy or not #hope you enjoy auburn; and thank you for supporting the soul match au in it's infancy ^v^

[devvelle]

Let it Snow

Genre: fluff, drabbles

Characters: Leona, Floyd, Azul, Idia, and Malleus x gn!reader

Scenario: sweet winter moments with them <3

Notes: most of these take place at NRC and reader is implied to be the prefect. no specific holiday mentioned, just winter coziness !

Leona, and cuddling by the fire...

Leona's been spending quite a lot of time with you lately. 

You hadn’t thought much of it, seeing as he appeared innocent in intention and didn't give you any reason for suspicion. But something still seems strange about his behavior, with the third year growing ever-clingier as the winter holidays approach.

Given this, you find it a bit odd that Leona makes no appearance as you run errands on the main campus today. As you make your way back to your dorm in the evening, you even question Ruggie via text–but he doesn’t have any idea where his dorm leader is, either. Nerves begin to settle in as you trudge through the snow, wondering where on campus he might be freezing to death.

However, all your questions are answered once you step foot into Ramshackle.

You make it no more than a few steps into the warm living room when a hand grips onto your wrist, pulling you around the couch before you can question what’s going on. Your attempt to shriek is stifled by a large hand, and rather forcefully you’re tugged down onto the lumpy piece of furniture. Dropping all your bags, you collapse inelegantly onto the trespasser; their snicker is one you’d recognize anywhere.

"About time you got back, herbivore."

Your fear turns into overwhelming annoyance almost immediately. Slapping his hand away with a glare doesn’t seem to phase him at all, though. He wraps his arm around you instead, pulling your legs over his lap with an annoying smirk. Albeit reluctantly, you settle into his embrace seeing as he clearly has no plans of setting you free.

Taking off your gloves you huff, “what are you doing here?"

“Heard Crowley had you running around. I wasn’t going to chase after you, so I sent your pet to go hang at some other dorm and waited here.” He punctuates his sentence with a yawn, showing absolutely no remorse for poor Grimm. You roll your eyes.

That’s when you finally take note of the state of your living room.

It’s undoubtedly much cozier than it had been when you left in the morning; wood crackles in the fireplace, a large candle spreads the faint scent of vanilla throughout the room, and several expensive looking blankets are laid out on the arm of the couch. You squeeze the hand he has around you, blinking at him warily.

“You did all of this?” 

“About time you noticed.”

Leona doesn’t give you a chance to say anything more, not that you even know what to say. He drapes a blanket over you both and pulls you closer, instructing you to sleep while he he tends to removing your shoes. The wood burns bright and the snow continues to fall as you relax in his embrace.

Winter vacation is imminent, meaning Leona will have to go home and face his family along with the complicated emotions he feels toward them. But your company is a reminder that the world is not entirely against him.

You can’t shame him for wanting to keep you close.

Floyd, and playing in the snow...

When you meet up with Floyd after class, his mood is clearly sour. He wears a deep-set scowl and his uniform is in more disarray than usual, but what most concerns you is his silence. 

He always has something to say, no matter what kind of mood he’s in. If he's happy, he'll let you know all about it. If he's mad, he won't let you go until you justify his emotions and whatever actions he took as a result of them. But as he walks you to your next class, your attempts to spark conversation are blatantly ignored. Something that's never happened before.

“Floyd, something wrong?”

“I dunno.”

“Oookay. Are you feeling alright?”

“Yup.” 

He pops the ‘p’ and silence settles between you once more.

Shoving your hands into your coat, you run through what else you can say, but Floyd isn’t someone who can be forced to cooperate. There's not a high chance you'll find out what's wrong, so your hands are pretty much tied.

But just as you reach the exterior hallway, you notice the flurries of snow cascading just a few feet away. Afresh layer of snow rests upon the grass, entirely undisturbed. An idea strikes you.

Looking around, you make sure that the two of you are alone in this section of the courtyard and it's all the motivation you need. Quickly, you jog over to the snow-covered ground while Floyd watches you silently, an impatient expression creeping onto his face. Crouching low, you ball up some snow. And your aim, for better or worse, decides to be perfect today.

When you turn and throw it at him, it hits him straight in the face. The snow falls to the ground comically as he stares at you with eyes full of disbelief.

He wants to be upset, really. But the words on the tip of his tongue are held back when he hears your laughter.

And before you can breathe a word of apology, he’s running toward you full-speed.

“No, Floyd. Stop! Wait-” You jump to your feet and try to back away, but it’s too late.

In the blink of an eye he topples you backward into the thick snow, leaving you struggling to breathe underneath his body weight. After a few smacks to his back, he places his arms by your head to hoist himself off of you, giving you a daring look. But his is hair covered in so much snow that you can't help but burst into laughter again. 

“What’s so funny?” He questions, knitting his eyebrows together with a pout. But his eyes are bright, and his mouth twitches with the threat of a grin.

You shake some snow from his hair instead of answering, which proves to be a bad choice as it falls directly onto your face instead. He laughs at you and rolls over, laying next to you in the now-disrupted blanket of white. You both turn your heads to look at one another expectantly, Floyd seemingly searching your expression for something while you helplessly smile back. With a huff, he ultimately turns his gaze to the clouds above.

“Ya never just leave people alone. Dontcha ever get tired of tryna fix everyone?” 

His voice is quiet, barely audible over the harsh whisper of the wind. He feels around for your hand in the snow, lacing his fingers with yours a bit too tightly once he finds it. Squeezing his hand back, you contemplate how to reply.

Ultimately, you settle with something simple. Something he'll understand.

“Well, you’re boring when you’re sad, Floyd.”

After a moment of stunned silence, he laughs brightly.

It’s carefree and infectious, and you have to take a moment to admire the way joy looks on him. Once you both recover, he sits up to shake snow from his hair, flashing you a maniacal smile and speaking cheerily.

“You have 3 seconds before I get ya, Shrimpy. Start runnin'.”

Azul, and shopping for gifts...

It only takes a half hour of gift shopping for Azul to start acting like he’s being tortured.

He was hesitant to accompany you from the start, but the moment you suggest he do some shopping of his own he seriously considers abandoning you. According to him, gift-giving isn’t one of his areas of expertise. Nor does he desire it to be.

Even so, you drag him from store to store until you find yourselves in the perfect holiday antique shop. As you walk ahead of him through the cluttered aisles, your conversation lands on gift ideas for the twins.

“You should get them something physical,” you stress, explaining yet again that a “holiday bonus” isn’t as thoughtful as he thinks it is. “Money is great, sure, but a thoughtful gift shows you care.”

Judging by the way Azul doesn’t argue this time, he must finally see some sense in your argument. Either that, or he realized he won’t win against you. You pick up a plastic snowman and he grimaces at its poorly painted face.

“I don’t have the slightest idea what they would want. Money is much easier.” A line of porcelain knick knacks manages to catch his eye as he says that, but he realizes the major potential for disaster should one of those be put in the hands of Floyd.

You link your arm with his. "It’s the thought that counts. Just get them something you think they’ll like." For a while, he remains silent.

You lead him through the store, arm in arm, while grabbing a few things for your own friends. Leaving him to contemplate his gifts, you only make the occasional suggestion until a few minutes later, he mumbles something under his breath. You don't quite catch it.

“What was that?” You ask.

He bristles, clearing his throat. Your attempts to catch his eye prove unsuccessful, but he repeats himself.

“What would you like? For the…holidays.”

It's entirely accidental that your laughter escapes you, caught off guard by his uncharacteristic shyness. Immediately you try to stifle it with a cough, but he's already petulantly trying to unlink his arm from yours.

“I didn’t mean to laugh!” You plead lightheartedly, contented when he stops fighting with a sigh. Tightening your hold, you let your head fall to his shoulder in front of a display of snowglobes. “I promise I’ll be happy with anything, even if it’s just a card. Don't worry so much.”

“And if you don’t like what I get you?”

“Try again next year.”

In the reflection of a snow globe, you finally see him crack a smile.

He pinches your arm playfully, successfully slipping out of your grasp when you recoil in surprise. He turns to you, slightly startling you but prompting you to do the same. Wide-eyed you watch as he takes a step forward, crowding you into the corner of the already cramped shop. 

“Actually, I think I might know what you’d like,” he leans in close, his gaze flickering to your lips and making your breath hitch. There's no more room for you to back up, and your heart pounds relentlessly as he watches you like a hunter their prey. He cups your cheek, his lips ghosting over your own.

“Would you mind if I gave it to you early?”

Idia, and the first snowfall of the season...

The sound of an incoming call disrupts Idia’s game. He doesn’t bother to check who it is–there’s only one person it could be–yet he still pauses before accepting.

It hasn’t been long since you pushed your way into his circle and started developing a friendship with him. It took him (and Ortho) by surprise, and so speaking with you is still something he finds himself needing lots of mental preparation for. His fingers are unsteady in picking up his phone, causing him to almost miss the button when he finally answers.

“Idia!” Your voice comes through somewhat breathlessly, but your enthusiasm is loud and clear. He can hear you aggressively slamming what seems to be drawers, for whatever reason. “Have you looked outside?”

Your sudden inquiry catches him off guard, seeing as he barely had the courage to answer the phone, let alone questions. His nerves spike as you wait patiently for his answer, so he glances around his room.

Only to cringe when he realizes he doesn’t even have a window to look out of. 

“Um, n-no I haven't. Is something wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong, it’s just the weather.” You laugh, slamming another drawer which makes him jolt.

He takes a steadying breath, trying to relax. “Well, the weather in my dorm isn’t the s-same as yours, so...”

“Ugh, that's right.” Your disappointment gives him a dreadful feeling, but you don't give him a chance to dwell on it. “Well, it snowed here last night! I was thinking of making a snowman, do you want to come over?”

Ten minutes later, you’re standing at his door with an extra hat in hand and an excited Ortho hovering at your side.

As the three of you make the journey back to Ramshackle, you and the younger Shroud brother make excited conversation the whole way. Once the snow is in sight you suggest making a snowman to Ortho, and Idia hangs back while you get to work. He takes a moment to better compose himself.

Yet it’s in watching you with his brother that Idia realizes how much of a mess his emotions are. He watches through the condensation of his breath as you show Ortho how to carefully pack snow and place it where it’s needed. His expression softens at all the ways you take care to ensure that the wet snow doesn’t harm his brother's build.

Idia hardly ever notices the cold, but he knows it would feel much more frigid here, and in all of Twisted Wonderland, without you.

Caught in his thoughts, he doesn't notice when you come bounding up to him until his cold hand is in both of your gloved ones. He squeaks, startled by the very object of his anguish. You tug on his arm innocently.

“What are you sulking over here for? Come help us!” 

But Idia won’t budge. His gaze flickers behind you, checking that Ortho is distracted, before focusing his attention back on you. He sort of processes you asking if something is wrong while tentatively adjusting the collar of his coat. 

Very much so, he thinks.

The flurries of snow landing on your face take up most of his focus. Your eyebrows are raised and your head is tilted at him, and it’s so captivating that he wants to burn this moment into his memory forever, if possible. One of your hands still holds onto his, playing with his fingers patiently.

As he stares at you, he wonders how you’d react if he just…kissed you, maybe. He knows you must have some feelings for him, at least he thinks so, but in his state, it would surely be a disaster regardless. So he shuts the idea down quickly-there's plenty of time to get to that.

He squeezes your hand with an apologetic smile, one you reciprocate ten times brighter.

“S-sorry,” he chokes. “Lead the way?”

He relishes in the warmth of your hand in his.

Malleus, and decorating for the holidays...

Malleus, ever eager to learn more of your customs, happily agrees to help you decorate Ramshackle for the holidays.

He arrives early, as he tends to when he’s excited about something, and beats your alarm clock in waking you up. You open your eyes to him sitting beside you, reading a book and sporting gold tinsel wrapped around his horns. In your half-awake state, the tinsel is much more startling than his presence.

"Um, goodmorning. What's with the uh..." Blinking sleepily, you gesture to his head.

He looks up in confusion, before piecing together what you're referring to.

"Lilia informed me that it would be appropriate. He said you'd appreciate 'festive' attire?"

You laugh warmly as you rub your eyes, ever grateful for Lilia's whims.

Malleus reads patiently as you get dressed in as many layers as possible, and eventually, you make your way downstairs to the lounge.

As you open some boxes of decorations you’d gathered from Sam’s, he takes the opportunity to peak through them as well. He’s fascinated by the strings of lights and paper snowflakes you bring out, excited to be the one helping you. As if his horns weren't shiny enough, he's practically glowing every time you ask him to place something up high, finding joy in being at your service. It would be lying to say you weren't absolutely endeared by his excitement.

When you get to decorating the windows, you don't expect the sight of a thick blanket of snow outside. It hadn't been there last night, and the way it falls from the sky indicates that it won’t be stopping, either. You pause your actions, Malleus joining you in intrigue.

“I didn’t realize it was going to snow today.” You look down thoughtfully before turning to him. The snow seems to be coming in quite heavily, even still. “Do you want to go back to your dorm?”

He blinks at you.

“Would you like me to go?”

Looking surprised by your question, disappointment practically drips from his voice. He seems to take it as you asking him to leave, which you correct frantically.

“No, it’s not that! I just don’t want you to get stuck here."

His face softens, chuckling fondly. Reaching a hand out he smooths the space between your eyebrows until your face lifts into the lighter expression he prefers on you. Taking one end of the garland in your hands, he only momentarily disregards your question to bring it to the mantle above the fireplace.

“I may come and go as I please, as I do believe you are aware. How do you think I arrived?” He questions, gesturing for you to join him. You chastise yourself for not realizing, having forgotten about his magic since you spend most of your time with him walking. “But I wish to spend more time with you, if you’ll allow it.”

After that, your conversation dwindles–largely due to your embarrassment–but the silence is comfortable.

Once all the decorations go up, the two of you find yourselves on the couch. You sit on one end, his head in your lap while you admire the hues of gold and silver all around you. Your fingers brush through the hair on his forehead and trace over his horns, tinsel now gone in favor of decorating the windowsill. You feel a warm sense of home, one you've been missing so much since arriving in this world, and it's a comforting thought as you watch flurries of ice collect on the window pane.

“Thank you for helping me today, Mal. It really means a lot.”

He meets your eyes, smiling warmly.

“Anything for you, my child of man.”

a/n : haiii everyone I hope this gets u guys in the holiday mood! I wanted to explore some cozy prompts with my fave boys since it's the holidays (can u tell I got carried away w Azul n Idia...) hope these r cute

also need to say thank you for all the love and support lately !! i'm not great at replying to comments and such because I still don't entirely know how to use Tumblr, but I appreciate it so so much. you're all so kind and I'm glad I get to share this platform with you all! see u soon, kisses

#twst wonderland #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst imagines #twst drabbles #twst drabble #twst fluff #leona kingscholar #leona x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #floyd leech #floyd x reader #floyd leech x reader #azul ashengrotto #azul x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #idia shroud #idia x reader #idia shroud x reader #malleus draconia #malleus x reader #malleus draconia x reader

[cloudcountry]

photo albums & recovery

SUMMARY: Azul's mom sends him home with some photo albums that leave him feeling...icky.

CHARACTER: Azul Ashengrotto.

WARNINGS: None!!

COMMENTS: Azul my beloved!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The prompt I used was "Start your story with a character looking through an old family photo album."

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Azul never did like looking at photos of himself when he was younger.

After his self confidence was destroyed by his classmates, you couldn't blame him. Being as bullied as harshly as he was would leave anyone reeling, insecurities bubbling up inside of them and solidifying.

You’d been chipping away at them, slowly but surely.

Now, back at NRC from a recent trip to Azul’s home, you watched as your partner shuffled through the old photos his mother had given him, his facial expression shifting from uncomfortable to heavy cringing depending on how old he was when the picture had been taken.

“You were a cute kid.” you mumbled, sitting down beside him.

He didn’t respond right away, but you didn’t expect him to. He wasn’t trying to hide the pictures from you though, which was progress.

“I would tell you that you need not butter me up, but I have a feeling you’d argue with me if I said so.” he sighed, brow furrowed as he stared at a picture of him holding his small treasure chest full of coins he’d collected.

“You’re right, I would argue.” you hummed, resting your head on his shoulder, “You were cute then, and you’re cute now. You’re also really smart, and reliableeeee, and haaandsome!”

You laughed as he blushed, turning his head away from you.

“Must you insist on saying those things?” he gritted his teeth, eyes flickering to your slouched over form.

“Yes. Azul, I might die if I don't tell you how cute you are every day. Or that I love you. Or that I could never find anyone better for me than you. Or that you’re so amazing and talented and such a strong person, or that you’re so hard working and caring. Did I mention how much I love you yet?”

He groaned, pushing his glasses up his nose as he avoided your gaze. You laughed and smacked your lips against his cheek. His eyes went wide as he turned to face you, slack jawed.

“And it’s cute how you’re still not used to my affection.” you hummed, throwing an arm around his shoulders, “Now, tell me about this one. I see Jade and Floyd were here, too!”

#auburn's fics <3 #drabbles <3 #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #azul ashengrotto deserves so many hugs #azul ashengrotto x reader #azul x reader #azul ashengrotto fluff #disney twst x reader #twst x reader

[loverofazul]

𝑯𝒖𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 Pt.3

-Ｏｃｔａｖｉｎｅｌｌｅ Ｄｏｒｍ-

Azul could only blush as you carefully caressed his face, staring into his eyes. His own hands shakily rested on your waist, his long fingers messing with the fabric of your clothes.

"I love you so much" You mumbled, making the male's face light up like a light bulb.

He averted his eyes for a brief moment, trying to compose himself before he answered you back. He opened and closed his mouth a few times like a fish out of water.

With a final clear of his throat, Azul answered back with a shaky voice. "I....I love you-u as well, My Pearl"

Jade couldn't help but sigh as you cuddled into his side. The movie played quietly in the background as he leaned his head on yours. He felt your hands grip his shirt, a yawn leaving your mouth as you struggled to keep your eyes open.

"Love you, My little fish" He mumbled, placing a kiss on your head.

You hummed, eyes closed as you began to drift off. "Love....you too...My Sea King...."

Floyd snickered as he pulled on your fingers, making you whine as he dragged your arm away from its comfortable position. He couldn't help his normal smile grace his face as you hid your face from his view.

"Love you Shrimpy-Chan~" He cooed, nuzzling his cheek against your head, messing up your hair.

Huffing in annoyance, you lightly bit down on his skin--just enough for a light sting. "Love you too, Annoying Eel"

Floyd couldn't help but place your fingers in his mouth, biting down softly.

#twst x reader #twst headcanons #twst hcs #azul ashengrotto x reader #azul ashengrotto headcanons #azul ashengrotto fluff #twst azul x reader #twst azul fluff #jade leech x reader #twst jade x reader #twst jade leech x reader #floyd leech x reader #floyd leech fluff #jade leech fluff #floyd leech headcanons #twst drabble

[kamapon]

🐙octopuses are said to be the cats of the sea... Maybe that's why Azul is so good in Animal Language 🤔

#twisted Wonderland #twst #azul ashengrotto #drabble

[4e7her]

october writing prompt #10 - “stay.”

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character: azul ashengrotto, twst

contains: fluff, gn reader

"Stay. Please."

Azul is gazing upon you gently, carefully. His words are soft like they might shatter the atmosphere that had been built around you, quietly sitting and working together in his office. You had just started packing your things a moment ago, and as soon as he noticed, he was looking at you in that soft desperate way of his, that spoke beyond words that he needed you.

"Of course."

Your response is just as quiet, an unwavering strength behind it, coaxing Azul into clasping your hand with his own. You two were meant together, after all. It all made for a quiet reassurance that you needed him just as much.

Coaxing him slowly, you two found yourself in the same position as you always did - draped over each other and cuddling on the couch to the side of his office. Quiet noise drifted through the Monstro Lounge outside, comforting as it filled the silence.

You motioned for him to lay his head on you, and without a word you start playing with his hair, gently separating the strands and working out any knots you find along the way. He always messed with it when he was stressed and combed it back to presentable without properly taking care of tangles. Luckily for him, he had you.

Azul relaxes even further, and it's just the two of you in this moment.

Nothing can break it.

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[click here to go to masterlist.]

#kalim angst and azul FLUFF? what have i done with aether #twisted wonderland #twst #twst wonderland #gender neutral reader #gender neutral post #aether's drabbles #twst x gender neutral reader #twst x reader #twst fluff #twst azul #twst azul x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #azul x reader #azul ashengrotto #azul twst #twst octavinelle #octavinelle #october writing challenge #fluff

[amouress16]

Azurido Challenge Day 5: Childhood (aka Visiting Your Home, part one)

As Azul walks down the hall, he notices the many photos hung on the wall, starkly contrasting with the almost shiny looking wallpaper. It was impossible not to notice them, massive things almost as tall as the boy leading him through the space. They're family photos, he can tell right off. Each appear to be taken about a year apart, by the look of the child who grows up little by little between each image. It's on the sixth one he notices a shift, tension and unhappy faces. And in the next picture, as well as all the subsequent ones after, the ginger haired man is missing. ...suddenly it makes sense why Riddle never speaks of his father. What a thing to have in common, he thinks.

#twisted wonderland #twst #azurido #Azurid Challenge 2024 #azul ashengrotto #riddle rosehearts #twst azul #twst riddle #my art #fanart #digital art #artists on tumblr #I enjoy writing these little drabbles to add context to the art :3 makes me miss when I used to write fic

[1930sdarlin]

#i saw an Azul version of this #it was posted by @rampomango #so credit to them for inspo #since i just had to make this version with the boi ™️ #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst meme #twst chenya #che'nya #twisted wonderland chenya #chenya pinker #artemiy artemiyevich pinker #if you see any slightly choppy editing no you don't- #Megs' drabbles

[twst-drabbles]

Azul 25

Summary: Azul is in your hands. You're pressing your thumbs all over his little chubby self. Turns out he's rather ticklish.

(Wouldn't it be fun to have a stress ball in the shape of a baby Azul? Well, not fun, but at least nice.)

Another day of cleaning the tank and you're just about to transfer Azul over to the bucket with Jade and Floyd.

"Hey, little Guppy," you brought him out with both hands, supporting his back with your fingers.

He looked at you and moped. He practically drooped right through his fingers, acting as boneless as possible.

"Yeah yeah, I know," you blew into Azul's face just to annoy him a bit, "I hate being woken up from my naps too, but I need to clean the tank. It's too gunky."

It's pretty much your fault that you left the tank alone for as long as you have. You really wish you could get some kind of sea slug to put in there and clean the tank up, but your pets love to chew at anything that move. Especially Jade and Floyd. They can pretend to be innocent all they like, you know they would slurp the poor slug up in a heartbeat.

Azul pathetically reached for the tank, wanting nothing more than to crawl back into his clam shell and close the world off, but it was a weak attempt at best.

"I'll be done in a minute, okay? Just be patient." Then you stroked your thumbs over his belly.

Water sputtered out of Azul's mouth and over your fingers. He chipped and chirped, flailed his tendrils about like he was actually angry at you, but you pressed again and he dissolved into laughter.

"Huh." Okay, this is new.

Azul stilled then looked up at you, as though looking for any sign that he did something wrong. He curled his tendrils over your thumbs, but that didn't stop you from poking the sides of his stomach. Azul seized then gave a high pitched trill of delight. He squirmed in your grip as you attacked his belly.

This is cute. You're little Guppy's adorable.

"Alright, I'm stopping," you lifted your thumbs off just as Azul ran out of breath and entered the silent laughter stage. "Sorry about that. That's was real fun, little buddy."

Azul panted, gripping your fingers real tight as though he ran a marathon.

He huffed once more as soon as he remembered you took him out of his napping spot. But, the smile that keeps trying to break through told you how he's truly feeling.

"Here you go," you let Azul crawl out of your hand and watch as he drifted down to the sand below. He deflated into a flat puddle of himself. Jade and Floyd swam over from their impromptu race and poked at him.

Well, guess you tired him out, huh? You did make him laugh pretty hard. Your bad.

You will do it again though.

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst-drabbles #twst-drabbles exclusive #drabble #octavinelle #azul #azul ashengrotto #house pet au #reader insert

[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

In light of Father's Day...

Yuu: Happy Father's Day *hands Crowley an envelope*

Crowley: Oh, Prefect! You see me as a father-figure and got me a gift! You shouldn't have- *opens the envelope and stares at it* This is a restraining order?! AND YOU'RE SUING ME?!

Yuu: Exactly, see you in court, bitch.

. . . meanwhile . . .

Crewel: I got those adoption papers you handed in with your last exam.

Yuu: And? *hopeful look*

Crewel: Welcome to the family. *small smile* Also, how did Crowley take the restraining papers and the su-

Crowley: *loud sobbing in the distance*

Crewel: Nevermind then-

#twst #twisted wonderland #dire crowley #divus crewel #twst yuu #twst shitpost #i want to hand crowley a damn restraining order and sue him for all the bs he pulls #bonus; azul's stepdad is your lawyer [yes i know he's a divorce lawyer but let me have this] #the best dad of twst award goes to trein though [sorry lilia you nearly dropped silver way too often as a kid] #breaking news; dire crowley headmage of night raven college was sued for child endangerment get the full scoop at [redacted]! #i honestly forget about father's day every year but i guess i can give people this #twst drabble

[devvelle]

Thinking about quietly sitting on Azul's lap while he fills out paperwork.

Except he hasn't actually filled anything out.

The stack of papers that were left on his desk in the morning have been sifted through time and time again, but he hasn't picked up his pen once. It's late in the afternoon now, and the lounge is set to open in just an hour, but even so, he can't bring himself to focus.

He's too captivated by your warmth to do anything other than hold you. One of his hands lay wrapped around your waist to press you tight, your back against his chest and his chin resting on your head. You play with his fingers absentmindedly while looking down at your phone, blissfully unaware of how little progress he's made in all the hours you've been here.

And sure, all of these documents are time-sensitive. Sure, he'll get an earful from Jade later tonight once you leave. But you feel safe here, contentedly choosing to spend your whole day in silence so long as you get to do it in his company. So Azul finds himself succumbing to your desires, yet again.

He'd be truly evil to send you away.

#azul ashengrotto x reader #azul ashengrotto #disney twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst fluff #twst imagines #twst drabble #azul x reader

[cloudcountry]

imagine if the mostro lounge had an employee of the month and the octatrio just uses it to get closer to one particular employee (you) HELP

what if they were really just like "oh ya you've won employee of the month five times in a row which is...the entire time you've been working here." and the reward is something like "a free consultation with azul" which really just translates into having tea time with the three of them.

The Mostro Lounge’s new policy deems they award an employee of the month to celebrate the new location off-campus. This tradition has been going on for five months now, and includes the reward of a free consultation with Azul (which really meant enjoying tea with him and the Leech brothers.)

Free of charge.

“Thank you all for making this another successful year.” Azul declares, finishing up his monthly speech, “We will now be moving onto the employee of the month announcement.”

Azul gestures for Jade to take his place in the center of the Lounge, and he obliges.

“The employee of the month is...” Jade trails off, leaving room for suspense and speculation.

And then he says your name.

You arise from your seat and cast awkward smiles at the ones who look your way, all of their faces exhausted and mildly annoyed.

Considering you’ve won that “consultation” with Azul since you’ve been working there, it has gotten a little repetitive.

“Congrats on always being our star employee.” Jade hums, taking your hand.

“Yay Shrimpy!” Floyd giggles, throwing his arms around you and nuzzling your neck.

“We would truly be at a loss without your help.” Azul smiles, taking your other hand and squeezing it.

At this point, your fellow employees are pretty sure they’re staking a claim on you. Merpeople are very protective, after all.

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