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jaylleoo14 · 7 months
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An Octopus First Impression II
part I
His first proper introduction and your "first" impression
>GN!ReaderxAzul
A/N: This is starting off right where it was finished so please check out part I first to get better context ^3^ And yes, this one is much longer
[disclaimer] A certain someone can't take a damn genuine compliment 🙄 (okay but understandable)
[characters] Azul & a little of a jesting Jade
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In all honesty, you knew who Azul was. Who didn't know the dorm leaders when they are the most prominent leading representational figures in each dorm? You've met some of them personally, getting to talk and spend time with them on not so irregular occasions. Sure you see them more than often compared to the others, but it differs and varies. It's usually expected for students to at least show some respect for the dorm leaders, I mean they are dorm leaders for a reason. Yet there really are some arrogant nobodies from time to time and it's only then the wrath of the dorm leader's power and authority gets put into action, reminding everyone just who they are messing with.
Azul was no exception. In your mind, he is a dorm leader, automatically making him more powerful than the average students here and has qualities fitting for this role.
There you sat with the poised man, sitting aside from you on your left as he sat with his back perfectly straight. His posture made you a bit self conscious so you fixed yourself up properly once you realized that your posture wasn't the best against the wooden back of the chair. Just by the way he was sitting and talking, the way he gestured and pointed, everything about him seemed to just radiate professionalism. The way he would explain terms or the events leading up to the main wars, what magic played into what part and so on.
How kind of Azul
Your thoughts are only interrupted for a moment when you think to yourself how kind Azul is, his willingness to help you with your studies. Once that thought is processed in your brain, it then goes back to listening and following along with Azul.
You nod along with his explanations, following where his pointer finger would end up on the pages and his little personal opinions of why things are the way they are.
"Hey Azul? How about we take a break? I feel like I kinda need it" A hand props up on your cheek as your posture goes back into a relaxed curve and your elbow propped on the table and you let out a little sigh. He continues to keep up with his prim sense of etiquette, pushing up the frames of his glasses.
"Why of course. I'm sure going over the material for about almost an hour straight must be daunting and draining for someone such as yourself. Though we'll get back into the lesson once 20 minutes has passed." He flashes a smile your way, a stark contrast to your more drained self.
Perhaps it was because this is the first time you and Azul have ever interacted with one another, but one of your first thoughts is rather if you'd prefer his tutoring or Riddles. As you consider it some more you think as of right now you'd rather stick with Azul because you're pretty sure Riddle is a bit fed up with you right now and you don't want to feel the pricks of the thorns from the rose.
"Hey Azul? Thanks so much for taking the time to help me out. I appreciate it" Clasping your hands as you stretch yourself out, he lets out an affirmation that it was no trouble at all.
There are a diverse set of students here at Night Raven College. To brute strength guys to the most pretty silver tongue guys out there. If it weren't for your careful judgment in knowing when and where to proceed you probably wouldn't have made it this far with your companion Grim by now. Pomifiore is known for its elegance, the dorm based on the tenacity of the Fairest Queen. The students residing there you'll see are full of fair skinned and perfect silky haired individuals, looking as if they are from the richest medieval fairytale books you'd read in dark romance.
You've never got the chance to properly look at Azul, the whole session's main focus being the studying part. So when you come to take in his features, you can't help but to take a moment and stare in awe at how handsome and dashing he was in an unobtrusive manner.
He's so pretty
The way his lips looked plush and prettily pink, is that his natural color? His eyes looked calculative and thinking, yet looking so enchanting. The mole diagonal under his lips, giving it a nice accent. Sure you've seen some fairly good looking people who don't belong in Pomifiore, but his fair clean and glistening skin and his perfect features could fool anyone into believing he was a part of that dorm if he were to wear the uniform. Vil will always be the fairest of them all, but something about Azul enraptured one's heart just as well. The tentacles pull at the heartstrings as it lays there beating in the grotto. His look almost humbling despite his beckoning alluringness, as if it could draw me into the depth of deep waters like a siren calling in passerby sailors.
"Prefect, may I ask why you were watching me during flight class?"
"What?" In real time, despite all these thoughts running in your head you could say that it lasted for only about a minute - which is long enough for him to be aware that you were clearly staring even if you were trying to be discreet about it.
You feel your cheeks turning a warm red, embarrassed by such a blunder. "Oh well, I mean I can't take flying classes so you know, whenever flight class is in session I'm usually in the back doing exercises. And during one of our joint sessions way back I saw a glimpse of you then"
"I see, what a terrible time to see me truly"
"haha, what do you mean? It was pretty f- ahem. I mean, I think despite not being the all time best at wielding the broom, your skills prove enough to pass the class"
"Don't think that I didn't catch what you were going to say '' A little scowl forms on his face and I cant help but to laugh a little instead of feeling intimidated.
"Sorry sorry. But at least you guys can ride the brooms, it looks fun." Your voice sounds a little left behind as you recall the memory. "Being magicless isn't all that great when everyone is in the air and you're the only one on the ground doing sit-ups"
A shiver runs up your spine just thinking back to Vargas impeccable-muscle brained shouts.
"As the kind hearted person I am I can say that I can sympathize with your situation prefect, i'm sure being magicless in an a magic-filled school has it's risks." Azul twists his upper body to face me, sharing indulgence in our conversation. "And as the benevolent man I am, my doors are always open thus you need any sort of assistance, I'd gladly like to help in any way possible"
He places those gloved hands of his on his chest to give off a welcoming presence, a charming smile to top it off.
How generous he is
"Has anyone ever told you how pretty you are Azul?"
Now it was Azul's turn to stumble. "What? Are you trying to ma-"
"Look I didn't mean to get you off guard like that, but I think you should just know that. Take my compliment as a thank you for your generosity."
Azul can only give you a suspicious look, as if you had some hidden intent or meaning to those words. His piercing gaze shooting you like a triton. It was a rather sudden change in topic, he cant help but assume something was up.
"You don't have to believe me, I'm just saying you're pretty jeez. Take a compliment will you? It's not everyday you get one"
Clearing his throat he straightened his posture which he didn't even realize faltered.
"Why then, thank you for the compliment, Prefect." Just barely a light hue of peachy pink can be seen on his ears, and you were right. It's not every day he gets compliments. Weird, why wouldn't he? He's so pretty.
Because this is an all boys school full of cocky bastards who can't compliment others genuinely for shit y/n. Of course, an inner sigh comes out.
"Why are you suddenly so awkward now?" A mirthful laughter springing passed my lips.
"I'm not being awkward in the slightest, perhaps you should be better at reading others before deducting a conclusion"
"Someone sounds defensive" You divert your eyes to look up to tone it as indirectness, leaning against the creaking wooden chair. 
“And someone thinks they are being rather cheeky”
“Haha, no way! It was just a simple compliment. Did you want me to start teasing you instead and genuinely not mean it?”
“If you think someone such as yourself could tease me then you’d be terribly mistaken. I’d say you’re acting rather comfortable with me if you can so easily say such a thing.” Tilting his head up as an artful smirk paints his face, perhaps to better describe it better; a machiavellian one as his lips pursue to open to speak. “Comfortable enough to even shamelessly stare at me. But I am pleased to know my physical appearance is to your liking, Prefect.”
“I think it's normal to stare at pretty things though.” A lighthearted chuckle fills the air around me and I share a similar smirk to his, only this one was painted as amusement and playfulness. “Were you thinking you had something on your face instead? That would be a little entertaining to see you freak over that, if I were to say.” 
He doesn't reciprocate the playfulness however and just shoots back a more stern face. “I see you are feeling rejuvenated enough to want to fool around now, I think that’s enough break time for you.” Readjusting his position he turns to flip the textbook page over and you can’t help but laugh a little.
He’s kinda funny
He’s smart
Almost endearing even
With a slight pout and a feigned whine you scoot up your chair to prop yourself better against the material laid table and lean in to ready yourself to listen and follow along with Azul. With your eye going back to their attentiveness on the book, darting back and forth to write and scribble in your notes, next to you a small smile creeps on Azuls lips. His cheeks slightly a little red; it’s shade comparable to one of a watered down crimson sunset sitting on the edge of the sea. 
Pretty is what they think of me
You can say this study session went well as you both now exit the library, feeling not only drained but confident and pleased to have more self confidence in yourself now. It was not only productive, but you get the impression that your personalities interact with one another well. 
Azul sees you off, insisting he were to personally escort you back to your dorm but you firmly decline. You deemed that it was already enough that he used up at least 4 hours of his time to use it to tutor you.
“I was born with legs, but not a brain big enough as yours to comprehend all of that material in one go or two. Have a pleasant evening Azul, I greatly appreciate your help,” hugging your textbook and notebook stuffed with writings and notes. You wave him goodbye as you walk off.
They have a better image of me now, good
Azul walks back likewise, in a better mood and his mind more at ease. Not only can he use that study session to pull out some favors from you but he was able to wash away that pathetic self of himself on the broom from your head. Killing two birds with one stone, how easy it was. 
‘Has anyone ever told you how pretty you are Azul?’ your words echo like a ripple in his head. On the walk back he can only smile to himself remembering your words of what can be assumed of honesty from the heart and not some simple lip service to butter him up. 
They are rather interesting. We got along better than I expected
Being able to make the Prefect indebted to him is a big score today, the reason why he’s in such a good mood - is what he’s telling himself. But the overly pleased and delighted air around him tells Jade that there is more to it when Azul begins to share the success of today, arriving back at the chic and sea-themed office.
“You seem to have enjoyed your time with the Prefect, Azul. Perhaps if you continue to accompany them they may drown you out with compliments and poke holes in your heart.” 
Purposely saying that in a way which could be taken in two ways, selectively picking and choosing his words, Jade can only teasingly comment.
“I assure you it was all in my own self interest and benefit Jade. I don't let such words to affect me in such ways,” Azul combats his jesting with a serious look in his eyes. Jade can only chuckle a little, going along with Azul’s words to assure him that he meant no harm and it's back to work after spending so much time neglecting them. 
“Of course. It would take some time to poke holes in three hearts instead of one after all”
There you were, lazing on your striped cushioned couch back at the shabby dorm which you can respectively say is your dwelling and your little companions, alongside the ghost who you’ve managed to coexist with dwelling there before you. Your notes are put away and neatly tucked in. Residing in the corner of your history notes, a little ‘he’s kinda cute’ is scribbled on a random page.
Not like he'll ever know though, right?
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wolken-himmel · 2 years
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8k Followers Special
In which an alchemy mishap gives (Y/n) the ability to confer a blessing of good luck onto anyone, simply by kissing them.
Now, (Y/n) has a line of students lining up to be smooched.
Idea by anon.
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"(Y/n)! Kiss me!"
"No— kiss me! I need it for an upcoming alchemy test!"
"Please— I need the luck to get the first wagyu sandwich at the cafeteria today!"
Although the Ramshackle mansion was under a complete lockdown, with the windows barred and the front doors closed off with a large bookshelf, the entire building shook due to the masses outside. Voices of hundreds mixed into one large mess, and only a few reached your ringing ears. Stuck with Grim, Ace, and Deuce in your dorm building, this hadn't been how you had expected to spend your afternoon.
The offset for this disaster had been an incident in alchemy class just earlier that day.
As you had been busy chopping up some leaves, you only noticed too late when your lab partner threw something strange into the potion mix. You narrowed your eyes at him and grumbled, "Grim, why did you add my lip balm to the kettle?!" You desperately tried to fish the little container out again, but it had already sunken to the bottom, its viscous content mixed into the rest of the liquid.
"Uh— it looked a little bit dry?" Grim explained innocently. "And I thought it could use a little bit of hydration."
From the table next to you, Ace couldn't help but snicker as he mumbled, "Your logic is flawed, Grim."
That seemed to have flipped a switch inside of the cat monster, and you had to hold him back in order to prevent him from attacking the red-head. "Tsk, no— don't you dare underestimate me!" the cat wailed and thrashed around to free himself from your grasp. "Me, the great Grim! Most powerful magician of all time—"
In his fit of anger, he had managed to knock over the small kettle on your desk. His paw had hooked onto the rim, making the kettle topple over, and the content to splatter all over you. The pinkish liquid mostly landed on your face, and only a few splashes appeared to be on your white lab coat.
A frustrated whine escaped your lips as you practically flung Grim at Ace. "Hey! You clumsy cat—" you yelled out in anger, only for that anger to morph into frustration. Taking off your safety goggles to wipe the pink liquid off proved to be a difficult task. "Uh... it's so slimy..." And it only became worse when you tried to remove the smudges on your face, especially your lips.
"Don't worry, nothing happened," Deuce assured while putting the kettle back into its original place. "But... your lips are kinda pink? Oh— and very well hydrated, thanks to the lip balm Grim added!"
Ace's smile turned into a mischievous smirk. "You should sell the recipe to Azul and market it as a magical lip balm. You'd get rich."
Grim seemed to approve of this idea, especially once money was mentioned. But, before he could voice his utter approval, you grabbed him once again tightly. "Come here, Grim! Revenge be upon you!" you exclaimed as a battle-cry before you squeezed him as tightly as you could, playfully burying your face in the patch of fur between his ears.
"Stop!" Grim laughed out loudly. "That tickles!"
Your little cuddling session was put to an end when a shadow looming over you blocked the light of the chandelier from above. The two of you froze in your places upon noticing that it was none other than Crewel who stood in front of your desk. "Grim and (L/n), your concoction looks marvellous," the professor said, sounding surprised as he looked at the remains of the pink substance in the kettle. "It's been a while since I gave an A to first-years, but you two deserve it."
"What— an A?" Ace cried out in disbelief. "For his glorified lip balm?"
Crewel, unbothered to react to his outburst, stepped over to the Heartslabyul duo and eyed their kettle suspiciously. "Spade and Trappola, your potion looks... chunky. You get a D." Without another word, and not allowing any protest, the professor disappeared to the next table.
Ace looked like he was about to explode. "What?! That's so unfair!"
Deuce, on the other hand, simply sank into himself in resignation. "Seems like you're lucky today, Grim..."
"Share your secret with us!" Ace exclaimed hastily. "Do you carry a rabbit's paw with you? Did you get up with the right foot?"
Grim shrugged. "Today was nothing special, aside from the little accident a few seconds ago." Having wrought his way out of your arms, he jumped into his own chair again and brushed his messy fur. "And then (Y/n) grabbed me and tickled the hell out of me—"
"Wait, Grim—" Deuce interrupted, "you have a lipstick stain on your forehead."
And indeed, there was a perfect, pink imprint, reminiscent of a pair of lips, on the patch of fur between his ears. A frustrated cry escaped his lips when the cat tried to wipe the stain off with his paw, but to no avail. The imprint couldn't even be smudged.
"Oops, must have been me," you cooed innocently.
"Yes, (Y/n)'s kiss gives people good luck!"
For a moment, Ace's eyes wandered between the two of you, more specifically Grim's lip imprint and your own pink lips. As if a lightning had struck him, the red-head jumped to his feet and gasped. "And your luck just started to kick in," he exclaimed and turned ro his partner. "Do you think what I'm thinking, Deuce?"
The sceptical glance you shot your two best friends, who really did seem to share one brain cell, didn't deter them from their theory. "I think it's just a coincidence," you remarked and waved them off.
"Ew, I can't get the lipstick off my fur!" Grim cried out, by now violently scrubbing his forehead.
"Alright, (Y/n)," Ace exclaimed excitedly. "Pucker your lips for us."
"No way I'm gonna kiss you guys!"
"It's for science," Deuce said and gave you the best puppy eyes he could muster.
A shiver ran down your back in playful disgust, especially when you grumbled in a low tone, "...alright, but make it quick." You feigned to gag. "I'll have to wash my mouth with soap afterwards."
"On the lips, please~" Ace said.
"Me too!"
You glared at them while scooting closer to your two friends. "You're idiots," you mumbled while pressing a quick kiss to Deuce's lips first in rather shy fashion, clumsy too. The tips of your noses touched briefly, and your cheeks were a bright red. When you pulled away, his lips were stained a soft pink as well.
Ignoring the way Deuce's looked like he was about to explode, you turned your attention to Ace and collected all your willpower to press a kiss onto his lips. Once it was done and over with, Ace chuckled out in amusement, "Hey, we gotta take our chances." Then, with his lips a faint pink, he leaned back into his chair, relaxed.
Before anyone could speak up again, Crewel had appeared by their table. "Spade and Trappola, it seems like I gave your previous test the wrong grade," the professor explained while handing them out their corrected papers. "You both get ten points added to your last test."
"Really?!" Deuce yelled out in disbelief, looking like he was about to cry out of happiness.
Ace threw his hands into the air. "It's working!"
As you were busy wiping your lips rather violently, you muttered quietly, "You're welcome... Just don't go around telling everyone about this."
"Of course!"
"Promised."
Yes, that's what they had said — assured you, promised you — and look in what a mess you were now: almost everyone on campus knew about your new ability to confer luck to a person with a simple kiss. The rumour had spread like wildfire, and now a massive amount of students had surrounded the Ramshackle mansion, demanding entry and to see you.
The furniture used to bar the front door wouldn't hold up much longer against the pounding from outside, and Ace, Deuce, Grim, and you were basically sitting ducks until your timely demise when you would be swarmed by your fellow students. And eventually, the bookshelf gave out and was pushed aside to allow a flood of students to enter.
This was it. This was how you would die.
However, it came to you as a surprise when Grim stepped forward, in front of the three of you, and put his paws out to stop the mass of students in the hallway. "For a generous 50 Madol, you can get a good luck kiss from (Y/n)!" he exclaimed, which caused the screaming and yelling to quiet down. His control over the crowd was astounding; instead of trampling all over you, they obeyed his command and got into line.
"Guys, why—" you stuttered out hesitantly.
"If you can't fight them," Grim explained, "just profit off of them."
Ace began laughing. "That's what Azul would say."
Upon noticing the unwillingness in your eyes, albeit mostly fear upon realising the sheer quantity of students in your home, Deuce put a hand on your shoulder and shot you a smile. "Come on, we'll make sure everything stays orderly," he shouted over the background noise.
The three's expectant gazes lingering on you, you were left no other option than to exhale and comply in resignation. "Fine, but get me some lip balm first—" you grumbled under your breath, "before my lips fall off from smooching a bunch of guys..."
"You heard my henchhuman!" Grim exclaimed in excitement. "Let's get to kissing!"
In no time, your three friends had managed to transform the ocean of students into one neat line... mostly. Although it was still loud and stuffy, you at least didn't feel overwhelmed anymore. The loud voices bickering and chatting still protruded the air, accompanied by the sound of Madol coins clinging loudly as they were handed over to your friends.
You took a deep breath and readied yourself to start kissing away.
The first in line was a group of Heartslabyul students. Much to your surprise, the three most prominent members, that being Riddle, Trey, and Cater, were in that group, as well. You eyed them curiously, and a smile grew on your lips once it was their turn to be kissed.
"Riddle, I didn't expect to see you here," you teased playfully.
Although his cheeks did turn a soft red, he quickly crossed his arms and let out a frustrated huff. "Don't worry, I'm not here to get a kiss myself. I don't really believe that luck can outweigh hard work in the long run—" His monologue was interrupted by a series of coughs from behind him in the queue. "Rather, I am here to make sure Cater and the rest of my dorm members don't do anything stupid." With that, he stepped aside without a kiss.
"They wouldn't dare to do anything like that," Trey remarked while stepping beside Riddle without having been kissed, as well. "And besides, a little dose of luck can be the little sprinkle of salt needed to perfect a cake that required a lot of work, to bring out the true flavour and sweetness."
"Yeah! You should try it out," Cater cheered and opened up the camera app on his phone. "Of course after I got kissed."
You couldn't help but roll your eyes in amusement. "Where do you want the kiss, Cater?"
"Well, my right cheek is fine! I wanna take a pic to post on Magicam," he explained and wrapped his arm around you sideways. With the lense of his phone trained onto the two of you, you pressed your lips to his cheek for a little while longer, until the familiar lightning of the camera struck. "Hehe, thank you~ What a memorable day!" A satisfied smile on his face, he walked away while diddling on his phone.
"You, too, Trey?"
An amused chuckle escaped the vice dormleader's leader's lips. "Actually, I'm just here to make sure Riddle doesn't collar anyone... I don't need luck for anything particular today," Trey explained, rubbing his neck sheepishly as he gazed at Riddle next to him.
"You two are just adorable," you cooed and broke out into a grin. Before either of them could react, you had already pressed a kiss to their cheeks each.
Trey was caught off-guard. "But— we didn't pay!"
"Shush, just go along," you said and waved him off.
Riddle, on the other hand, looked like he was about to explode with how red his face had gotten. His hands were clenched into fists as he seethed out, "Violating my personal space would normally grant you a collar..." However, he seemed to calm down soon enough, the sudden outburst leaving him flustered and embarrassed. "But you're lucky I'm lenient today..."
At last, Riddle shyly walked away, and Trey followed him worriedly.
Next in line was a group of Savanaclaw students, and at the very front of the queue, none other than their dormleader.
"Leona, hey— what would you need luck for?"
"I need to pass this semester, and that requires all the luck I can get— at least Ruggie always says so," he explained rather casually. "He urged the two of us to come here..."
"Right!" Ruggie chimed from behind his dormleader. "I myself need a little bit of luck to strike a few good paying jobs."
You hummed and leaned forward to press a kiss to the lion beastman's cheek, only for him to grab your shoulder roughly just as your lips were about to meet his skin. "What do you think you're doing, herbivore?" Leona hissed under his breath, glaring at you.
"Uh— kissing you on the cheek?" you asked in utter confusion.
"I want a kiss on the lips."
You narrowed your eyes at him. "No—"
Before you could free yourself from his grip and yell at him for his cheekiness, Grim appeared beside you and waved his short arms around. "That makes double, Leona!" your fellow dorm-member exclaimed happily.
"I'm willing to pay," Leona retorted.
Your jaw clenched and your hands tightened into fists, you hissed out, "You're a cheeky one."
He simply shot you a grin and raised his eyebrow mockingly. It took you all of your willpower to squeeze your eyes shut and press a quick kiss to his lips instead of slapping him for his audacity. "Wasn't so hard, was it?" he asked while you pulled away with a warm face, whether from being flustered or angry, you didn't know.
As he walked away in satisfaction, you were allowed to take a deep breath. "Ruggie, how about you?"
"Just the cheek will be fine!" he chimed, and you pressed your lips against where he had pointed to. A grateful grin appeared on his face as he ran after Leona. "Thank you, (Y/n)! I got a few job interviews to attend now. Catch ya later, shishishi..."
Next up, Jack and Epel.
You shot the wolf beastman a curious look. "Hey, Jack. Why are you here?"
"Just here to stop Epel from punching anyone," Jack grumbled while holding back a feral Epel by his collar. "He has the tendency to start fights when his dormleader isn't around to supervise him."
"You sure you don't want anything?"
"No."
A chuckle escaped your lips, and you tilted your head to the side, deep in thought for a moment. When you had made up your mind, you speedily leaned forward and pressed a kiss onto Jack's cheek. Before he could even register what had happened, you had pulled back again. "Here you go, it's on the house! Just because you're so sweet," you said, laughing. The gesture left Jack speechless.
"I... uh—"
"Now, where's Epel?" you asked while letting your gaze drift around, in search for the small boy that had vanished from Jack's side.
"Hey! I'm down here!" A look to your right revealed Epel, squished between two other Savanaclaw students. His lips were contorted into a large scowl as he marched up to you and puffed his chest out. "Way to make fun of my height..."
"Oh, sorry. It's just really crowded here." You shot him an amused smile. "What do you need the luck for?"
"I want lots of folk to buy my family's produce! Things have kinda slowed down again after Vil's advertisement."
"That's nice of you."
Epel nodded happily, an innocent smile growing on his lips. "Ma and Da will be so happy..." he muttered under his breath, his smile widening after you had pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek. Without another word, he took off and disappeared into the crowd again, Jack following after him in concern.
Your eyes followed after them until they became one with the masses again.
"What a sprawling business you have up and running, prefect."
A turn to your left revealed a trio of three suit-clad students being the next ones in the queue. You narrowed your eyes suspiciously, quietly muttering, "Oh, the fish mafia."
Jade gasped, offended. "What an unsavory nickname for us gentlemen."
Your remark merely drew a chuckle out of Azul's lips. Although, his charming smile soon turned a little bit more serious again as he explained, "We're just here to get lucky, no shady business." At that, your shoulders drooped forward in relief, much to his amusement. "I just need the luck to get our newest menu to be popular."
"I'm just here in the hope of getting lucky on my next trip to the mountains," Jade said fondly. "There are these special mushrooms I wish to stumble upon."
"And I just wanna be lucky in general!" Floyd chimed and threw his arms into the air.
Your eyes wandered between the three of them for a while, suspicious of their true nature and intentions. However, when you couldn't find any trace of dishonesty or deception, you muttered, "Alright, that doesn't sound too bad..." You ignored the way their eyes flashed strangely and rubbed your eyes in exhaustion. "Is cheek fine for you three?"
"Yes," Jade and Azul replied.
Floyd, on the other hand, exclaimed, "Lips, please!" His answer earned him strange looks from his two fellow dorm-members, and even you couldn't suppress the surprised expression on your face. An annoyed grumble escaped Floyd's lips as he waved all three of you off. "Hey, I've got nothing better to spend my money on, anyway." Unabashedly, he stepped forward and puckered his lips.
A nervous chuckle escaped your lips before you mustered all your courage to lean forward and press your lips against his. Floyd let out a disappointed sigh when you pulled away, and he would have demanded another one if it weren't for Jade's hand latching onto his shoulder and pulling him back. Jade was easy to please with a kiss to his cheek, and he retreated with a satisfied smile. Lastly, Azul, who was rather queasy when your lips made contact with his skin. When you pulled away, his cheeks were dusted a light pink, and he stammered on his words. So much that Jade spoke on his behalf.
"Come by to try our newest menu some time, prefect," the vice dormleader announced calmly. Without another word, the three Octavinelle students disappeared from your sight.
"Oh- Oh! We're next, Jamil!"
"I can see that, Kalim..."
Your attention was drawn to your next customers: two Scarabia students.
"Hey, (Y/n)!" Kalim exclaimed once he stood in front of you, unable to stand still any longer. "I need the luck to uh... get a lot of candy! I want my coins back at Scarabia to be turned into these yummy chocolate ones, by some strange case of luck!" The smile on his lips was large and innocent — adorable, even.
"Really, that's it?" You raised an eyebrow, and he nodded eagerly. So, you grabbed the sides of his head gently to hold him still, eliciting a little giggle from him. The kiss to his cheeks made his giggles grow louder, and when you had completely pulled away, a goofy grin had appeared on his face.
You removed your hands from Kalim's face and turned to his companion, who until now had stood beside him quietly. The questioning look you shot the Scarabia vice dormleader caught him off-guard.
"I... uh, I actually haven't been able to think of anything for myself," Jamil said awkwardly, taken back by surprise when he saw Kalim hand Grim the money for the two of them, despite Jamil's protests. "I've been too busy trying not to lose Kalim in this mess." He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
"Oh, I'm sure you'll find something later on." Withour wasting another minute, you leaned forward and pressed a sweet kiss to his right cheek. The gesture left him dazed, almost hypnotised, and he immediately raised his hand to touch the patch of skin that your lips had touched.
Before Jamil could mutter as much of a 'thank you', Kalim had already grabbed his hand and pulled him away, saying that he wanted to look for his sweets now.
A smile grew on your lips at his words, but you were snapped out of it when a sneaky pair of hands suddenly grabbed a hold of your right hand and cradled it softly. Looking to your left revealed a blonde with large purple hat; it was none other than Rook. And Vil stood beside him impatiently.
A large smile decorated Rook's face as he got onto his knees, all the while still holding onto your hand. "Mon ange, I am here to have you confer your blessing upon this humble hunter, in the hope that he may score a lucky hunting session!" he cooed and gave your hand a gentle squeeze. "Of course, that hunter is none other than moi!"
"Rook, hello," you said and helped him to his feet again, amused by his antics. "Cheek is fine?"
"More than fine," he cooed, eagerly holding out the left side of his face for you. When your lips made contact with his pale skin, you swore you heard a swoon escape his lips. "Merci, mon ange!" The hunter shot you a charming smile before retreating to his dormleader's side.
You straightened your back to shoot the other blond a smile. "Good evening, Vil. What would you need luck for?"
"Working in the acting and modelling industry always requires a little bit of luck for auditions and what not," Vil explained smoothly. "So why not? I have nothing to lose."
"Alright. A kiss on the cheek?"
Vil shook his head and raised his arm instead. "On the back of my hand, please. It's not good for my reputation to run around with a lipstick stain on my cheek."
Although his request made you raise an eyebrow, you simply shrugged and took a hold of his hand. In one swift motion, you raised his hand and pressed a gentle kiss onto his knuckles. "Here you go, Mr. Schoenheit," you said while letting go of his wrist again.
Vil nodded in satisfaction and sauntered away elegantly, Rook following him loyally.
"Idia, this way!" the next person in line shouted.
"I-I don't want to, Ortho! I've changed my mind!"
A surprised look flashed over your face when you realised that it was Idia — in person, might I add — approaching you, or rather, being forcibly pushed towards you. He clamoured loudly, but Ortho wouldn't cease to stop his rocket boots until the two of them stood right in front of you.
Ortho shot you a friendly smile. "Hello, (Y/n)... please, would you be so kind and bless my big brother with luck?" he asked, his smile growing sheepish when Idia tried to wind his way out of his grip like a frenzied animal. "He may not look like it now, but earlier, he was a madman raving ecstatically upon hearing of you."
You hummed and turned to Idia. "Sure, where do you want the kiss?"
"C-Cheek, please..."
In contrast to his previous behaviour, Idia froze when you brought your face closer to his. He clamped his eyes shut and ceased to breathe — right until he felt your soft lips on his cheek. The tips of his hair flared up into a soft pink, the shade of the lipstick stain on his cheek. And only when you pulled away to make sure he hadn't fainted did he allow himself to smile in a silly and relieved way, as if he had braved a difficult fight.
"See?" Ortho chimed, also relieved. "That wasn't so hard..."
A chuckle escaped your lips at that, and you even leaned forward to pat his shoulder. "And you also get one for free, just because you're adorable, Ortho!" you announced before closing in and pressing a kiss to his forehead.
The robot-boy gasped in surprise, although his eyes soon fluttered close in appreciation. "Me? Oh, thank you! You're so generous!" A giggle escaped his lips as he pushed Idia forward and exclaimed, "Big Brother, say thank you as well..."
"T-Thank you..." Idia stuttered out, looking like he was ready to bolt out of this crowded place any time soon.
On their way out, the two Shroud brothers bumped into an entourage of Diasomnia students.
Sebek seemed to lead the group through the masses, rudely pushing students to the side and forcing his way through. "Finally! I managed to cut a way through the mass of people! This way, Master Malleus..." he exclaimed and gestured for his dormleader to step forward. "Everyone, make way— make way!"
"Oh, Sebek. This isn't making you popular..." Lilia muttered in amusement.
Silver, who had until then managed to fall asleep while standing next to his vice dormleader, jolted awake and let out a confused gasp. "Huh— Where are we going, Father?" he asked while struggling to catch up with the rest of the group.
Lilia floated up to ruffle the second-year's hair. "Just getting a good night kiss, Silver."
Once they arrived in front of you, you shot the group of a sheepish smile. "Oh, hello you three— and even Malleus..." Your eyes grew wide upon spotting the tall fae looming over you.
A giddy smile decorating his face, the dragon fae explained, "I could not resist the idea of being blessed with luck." Sighing wistfully, he began scratching his chin with his gloves fingers. "After all, I can certainly need it to receive invitations to some festivities I look forward to attending."
"Understandable, and you three?"
"I will use the luck to protect Master Malleus even better!"
Through his chuckles, Lilia managed to explain, "Silver wants to be lucky enough to not fall asleep as often anymore." Then he paused upon realising that the second-year in question had fallen asleep again. "And as for me? I think I'd like to have this luck make my culinary creations turn out even better than now!"
"Sebek, that's so you. Silver, that's totally understandable. And Lilia, you'll need the luck."
The first to be kissed was Malleus, who simply closed his eyes innocently, even having to bend down a little bit for you to reach his cheek, and then patiently waited for your kiss. A satisfied chuckle escaped his lips as he stepped back to eye you intently.
Next up were Lilia and Silver; as for Lilia, you simply pressed a kiss to his cheek, and as cheeky as he was, he returned the gesture smoothly, much to your surprise. You broke out into laughter and waved him off. As for Silver, who had fallen asleep, you simply pressed a kiss to his forehead. He stirred a little bit, but didn't wake up otherwise.
And last was Sebek. He straightened his back and raised his head like soldier in front of his king, ready to receive an order. His antics caused you to roll your eyes, but you nonetheless leaned forward and kissed his cheek. Although he might have been exploding inwardly, he tried his best to not let it show too much. So, when he walked back to Malleus' side, he was as stiff as a board.
Smiling, Lilia exclaimed, "We thank you for your generosity, (Y/n)!" Without further ado, the group of four turned around and walked away in closed formation.
A look of relief flashed across your face when you realised that the queue had come to an end for now, that the Diasomnia squad had been the last ones to be kissed. You sighed leisurely when Grim, Ace, and Deuce approached you. Your lips were sore, and you touched them to notice that your fingertips hadn't turned pink. "This is the end. My lipstick has worn off, anyway..." you muttered, confirmed by a look into a nearby mirror.
Ace got onto a chair to announce, "Everyone, we're sold out forever! Don't come back tomorrow or the day after that." A wave of disappointed sighs echoed through the living room of Ramshackle as the remaining students poured out.
"And as for us, we made tons of Madol!" Deuce cheered.
"(Y/n) and everyone sitting on a tree!" Grim began singing. "K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"
You mustered your most angry glare to direct at the cat monster. "Don't you dare continue that rhyme..." you hissed and wagged your finger at him.
However, Grim simply continued jumping around and singing, "First comes money. Then comes luck. Then comes my tuna!"
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forcebewitht · 2 years
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request: so mc is p laid back, wears a lot of baggy comfy clothes, just a chill lil sweetheart. UNTIL someone (probably an RSA student) talks shit abt NRC/their friends and mc goes Berserk, jumping him and managing to do some damage b4 any of the teachers can stop them. turns out they used to be a serious brawler in their old world and also they're still Buff As Fuck under those cute sweaters, like damn jack needs the routine stat. for any characters u like! (tho personally I'd love to see floyd react to his lil shrimp being able to throw tf down but do you)
Twisted Wonderland: Floyd Leech x Laidback!Ex-Brawler!MC!Reader (Not Gender Specific 💕)
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Floyd loved his sweet little shrimpy!
You were always so relaxed with everything- he could toottaaalllyyyyy run up and squeeze you tightly and you wouldn't care!
He would sometimes have to bypass a snippy Grim to get to you, but he didn't mind!
You always wore the cutest, most fluffy clothing and stuff- it made him feel like he was hugging a cloud!
So, imagine how Floyd felt when he saw a random Savanaclaw student trying to mock you and your lack of strength?
Ooooo, he wanted to make that loser of a guppy POP on the spot! Pop, pop, pop! Pop pop pop for shrimpy~!
He feels your anger grow as the same student starts mocking them for their "leeching" onto the top students in the school to get to the top- don't you know? You're a weak, worthless, magicless creature who is only in this school out of pity. Never forget your place.
Floyd was about to step in himself- but that's when you rip your sweater over your head and throw it behind you
At first, he was so focused on your sweet scent in the sweater and how soft it felt, he couldn't think of anything else!
But a moment later, grinning like a moron, he glanced up- and that's when he saw your tank top. And that's when he saw your muscles. Your abs, your toned body-
Floyd's jaw dropped as he simply blinked in silence for a moment
And then, you s w u n g. BAM! He swore, he heard some bones crack from your attack on your antagonist
A cheer erupted from his throat before he even knew what was going on, the Leech twin jumping in place and allowing his eyes to widen and a fist to pump into the air
He swung your sweater in the air in a circular motion, grinning from ear to ear as he leapt. Up. Down. Up. Down-
Your sweater was his flag- his way of cheering you on!
Get em, Shrimpy! Show em!
Eventually, Jade and Azul walked over to see what the commotion was about- and they were just as shocked
You???? Were packing all that under there???? What???
Eventually, the student had enough and took off whimpering back to their dorm (most likely to get chewed out by Leona, later)
You stormed back over to Floyd, huffing and puffing and red like a bull who had just wrestled with someone in a ring
And that's when Floyd hauled you off of your feet, already peppering your face in sweet smooches
What the heck?!?! That was so cool! His Shrimpy was the bestest in all of NRC!!!
You soon explained everything to him- you were an ex-brawler in your own world. Well, that explained- a lot about you, really.
Totally trying to get you to spar with him now just for funsies when he's bored, now-
Good luck tryna tell him "no" on that, by the way
Tackle hugs become more of a random occurrence afterwards
"Oyyyaaaa~! Shrrriimmpppyyyy, that was soooooo cool~! How long have you been hiding this from me?! Silly little shrimpy~ I was gonna make that guy squeeze until he popped for you, but you took care of it for me~! I wanna see you train sometime, okay? Okaaayy? Ehehehehe! You're the bessssstttttt~!"
(Legend says that Azul's jaw is still dropped to this day-)
End~
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thatwildnya · 2 years
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a commission from @sugarandmelody ! thank you for the cash cash money love~
Headcanons for Floyd, Rook, Sebek, Cater, Ruggie, Azul and Trey with a S/O that cheekily pulls affection gestures like this randomly:
"Hey, you have something on your cheek! *kisses cheek*"
"Ugh, this is so heavy, can you hold this for me? *commits hand holding*"
"Oh, what that on your shirt? *hugs boy* Oops, it's just me. :D"
under cut so it won’t take up dashboard room~
Floyd
omg he loves it so much
thinks it’s the cutest thing ever
you will get squeezed whether you hugged him or not
and this boy happily returns the favor
“Ne shrimpy, what’s that around your waist?” que the hugging
definitely a good go-to when he’s moody
his favorite is any that gets him a hug
“Hey Floyd, ya got somethin’ on your shirt!” the eel frowned, looking down to check his uniform.
“Eh? There’s nothing-” “oops, it’s just lil ol’ me!~”
It took a moment for him to connect the dots. And when he did, a wide grin grew on his face.
“Aww, Shirmpy~” he cooed, returning the hug, “if you keep being cute like that I’ll hav’ ta squeeze you~”
Rook
how adorable! ah, the beauty of your cute nature is magnificent!
loves the pleasant surprise of your cheeky, well, surprises
this man will bask in any attention you give him
and this is no exception
starts doing the same to you, and it makes everyone cringe
Epel has more than once pretended to gag at you love birds
Vil just shakes his head, but doesn’t interrupt just rolls his eyes
You’d been silently staring at his face for quite some time now. You seemed to be focused on a specific spot, did he have that on his face again?
“Mi amour, is there something on my face?” “yep! It’s this~” he leaned in to receive the kiss, returning the favor by giving your own cheek a smooch.
In the background Epel gagged. Vil smacked his head, scolding him to stop being so childish.
Sebek
he enjoys it, despite his grumblings
do it in front of his dormmates and friend group to tease him
he starts to expect them after a certain time but still gets flustered
might pull a reverse uno on you when you’ve been together long enough
he fell for your cute nature in the first place so please do this often
a sure way to distract him when needed, especially if you want attention
“SEBEK!”
“WHAT?”
“LOOK OUT!”
“FOR WHAT?”
You flung yourself at him. The halfling caught you with zero hesitation. He glared at you. You stared back innocently, batting your lashes.
“I hate you.” “love you too~”
Cater
jesus crispy immediately asks you to do it again the first time so he can record it for magicam
bro please put the goddamn phone down-
but he seriously thinks it’s tots adorbs
definitely starts a trend
gets a goofy grin whenever you do it
“One more time! Please, do it for the magicam!~” you sighed, a pout on your face.
“This is the fourth time! I’m done after this, you hear?” Cater gave you a kiss as thank you. He positioned the camera, aaaaand... action! But instead of kissing his cheek like all the other times, you grabbed his face and licked his mouth.
The ginger jerked back, shocked.
“H-hey! No fair!” he whined as you laughed at him, “that’s cheating!”
Ruggie
also gets a goofy grin, with a side of his signature laugh
he’s a sucker for hand holding whore so please pull hand holding ones often
definitely does the same to you, but pulls much more sneaky ones
and they may or maynot involve stealing your food-
Leona gets so annoyed seeing y’all together ugh couples
“Hey, kitten, I need you to hold something for me.” you looked up from the sandwich you were enjoying. “Um, no?”
“Wrong answer~” he snatched the remaining of your food, eating it in one chomp. He took your hands and placed them on his head. He looked at you cheekily, his tail wagging. You sighed but gave in, giving him the ear rubs he desired.
Azul
sososo flustered at first but quickly becomes accustomed to it
the twins tease him every time
and he despises it SO. MUCH.
will get payback by asking you to sit in his lap to warm him up
his heart does flips whenever you pull a kiss one
he loves your kisses so much
“Angelfish, how do I look?” Azul stepped out of the changing stall, showing off his new suit. You gave him a one over, frowning.
“... There’s something missing.” he raised an eyebrow, playing along, “oh? What’s that?”
As you went for the kill, the octomer pulled a fast one on you, capturing your lips with his own. He chuckled at your pout, giving your forehead another kiss as an apology.
Trey
it’s the small things that get him flustered
so this is obviously a perfect way to throw him off
always chuckles at your shenanigans
sometimes he’ll use his hat to hide his face-
prefers you don’t do it around his dormmates, they’ll tease him
“Your hand looks heavy.” “huh?”
You slipped your hand into his, giving his a squeeze.
“So lemme hold it for you~” A few moments of silence followed before he laughed lightly. He returned the squeeze, a faint blush on his cheeks.
“Thanks sugarcakes, I appreciate it.”
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olivyh · 3 years
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TWST FAMILY HCS PT2) Savanaclaw and Octavinelle
Feel free to tack on your own Hc’s too!!! I love reading what other people think and how their view of the characters and of Twisted Wonderland in general change from person to person!!!
Savanaclaw:
Leona:
-Farena: We already know Leona describes his brother as being carefree and relaxed, but deep under that I think he’s a deeply intelligent man (how can you run a kingdom and be stupid?). He tries his best to make time in his schedule for his wife and child, and even try to get bonding tike with his younger brother (which never works out well). He tries to teach Cheka as much as he can, often giving him little life lessons while they play games. He’s a very kind and straightforward man, often being blunt when he doesn’t mean to. He stands a little taller than Leona, with Orange hair similar to Chekas. He keeps his hair tied out of his face as much as he can.
-Sister-in-law Kingscholar: A strong and confident woman, not afraid to speak her mind when she wants to. She’s blunt and she’d let you know about it. She’s also very kind in her own way, often dragging Leona off and trying to have serious talks with him, which he appreciates but doesn’t show. She adores Cheka and often spoils him without meaning to, and will spoil Leona too (but indirectly in a way similar to Ace’s father’s). Also very intelligent and good at reading people. I think she stands a little shorter than Leona, but she holds herself higher, and he slouches, so it looks as if they’re the same height. She has long yellow hair (again, similar to the ends of Cheka’s) that she often ties back as well.
-Cheka: We already know him, so heres a few Hcs!: He sometimes asks his mother to do his hair the same way as Leona’s, and tries to do everything like him (such as standing like him, trying to deepen his voice to sound like him, throwing sand at various objects in the castle yelling “King’s Roar!!”)
Ruggie:
-Grandma Bucchi: As he said himself, a stern and prideful woman. I think she’d be on the stricter side, having to teach Ruggie how to survive rather than him having to face those hard truths alone. She likely stands a lot shorter, likely 5’0 (sorry to anyone whos that height), than most other beastwomen. She’s a lot physically stronger than she looks, often still trying to pick Ruggie up at his age. She tries to spoil him when she can, trying to make him relax after working and taking over the household chores (which he declines, still cleaning up when she’s not looking- which earns him a smack to the head with a broom). She’s also a prankster, quietly jumping out from corners and scaring Ruggie or one of the other children. I think she feels a lot of regret over seeing Ruggie grow up so fast in the environment that he had, but she’s the proudest grandma ever. Whenever he sends pictures back she boasts to everyone at home (“See that! That’s my grandson’s school! See that there! He plays magift and is one of the best on the team! Look there! He’s got those nice ceremony robes!”), and even boasts about him with what little baby pictures they have (“See him walking at such a young age? Isn’t he so strong?”) Will never stop talking about her grandson, ever.
-Neighborhood kids: I think they’re like little siblings to Ruggie, so I’m adding them. They try to tale over what Ruggie did when he was at home, helping people fix up their houses or entertaining the baby hyenas when their mothers have other things to do. They also leave gifts to Ruggie when he comes back, between little dolls they made, bracelets they thought he’d like, charms, or pretty rocks and leaves. He keeps all of the gifts, no matter how small.
-His mom (bc the poor woman deserves a spot)(Poor meaning unfortunate)(The more i think abt it, both. It means both. Bad time?): I think she looked a lot like him, but with brighter blue eyes than his. She was definitely a prankster at heart, leaving clever traps behind for any poor soul to get stuck in. She was a very hardworker much like her son, taking on any task she could find to help out her mother. I think she’d try to leave as much behind for Ruggie as she could, which would include little notes and scribbles about how she was feeling throughout her pregnancy and how excited she was for him. Ruggie also kept all of those safe and sound, in a small box he keeps in the corner of his room.
(Can you guess who my fav chara is?)
Jack:
-Grandma & Grandpa Howl: A very loving couple, who always make time out of their schedule for their grandchildren, whether it be for school events, emergencies, or if any one of them want to come by and talk. They met when Grandpa Howl got lost and wandered by Grandma Howl’s family’s cabin (which happens to be the one they, and the rest of the family, still live in to this day) and he spent the night. I think they fell in love at first sight :’)
-Mama Howl: A very soft and loving beastwoman who is willing to sacrifice anything for her children. She is often strict, and sometimes a chatterbox, but she always reminds her children to stay safe and that she loves them. She always pats their head or cheek when she walks by, even if she has to reach a little to plant a kiss on Jack’s forehead. I think her hair would be a little darker grey, and she’d definitely be a little more muscular and taller, reaching six ft one when standing straight up. She’d have the same yellow eyes as Jack, and her hair would be cropped shorter due to her still moving around a lot.
-Papa Howl: Very similar to Jack personality and appearance wise. He stands an inch or two shorter than Jack, but is still very muscular due to working around the house and in the woods (chopping wood for the campfire, dragging around tools, carrying three wolf pups at a time in his younger days (only one now wants to be carried, which hurts the poor man’s heart a bit)
-Baby brother Howl: Huffy and a little moody, but a hard worker even if he complains while doing it most of the time. That’s often with his parents, but when he does something with Jack he doesn’t complain a bit. He’s very attached to his older brother, looking up to him for his strength and strong morals. He often compares him to superheroes and star athletes in his mind, but sometimes it slips out, resulting in one very embarrassed wolf boy and another very flattered wolf boy, ignore their wagging tails, it means nothing. I think he stands pretty tall for a preteen, around 5’7-5’8 and growing taller by the day. Same hair and eye color as Jack. Acts like he doesn’t like to play games with his younger sister but will never turn down a game of tag.
-Baby sister Howl: An absolute sweetheart. She just wants the best for her family and will do whatever she can to make what they want happen. Jack is hungry? Good thing she made her special dessert (it’s a poptart with whipped cream messily piled on top with sprinkles and literal sugar cubed wedged in it, but don’t tell her you don’t like it, please she’d actually bawl). Her other older brother is tired? She can get him extra blankets! Mama needs help cleaning? She can mop (she really just throws water on the floor and praises herself for a job well done). Papa need to cut wood? She can- no, she can’t. Please don’t give her an axe. She’ll cheer him from the sidelines with a song she made up just for him instead! She has their mother’s grey hair and father’s dark brown eyes, and loves to do her hair like the princesses she sees on Tv! (Yes, Jack will wear a too-small dress and Tiara if his sister wants to play princess. No, he will not let anyone take pictures.)
Octavinelle:
Tweels:
-Mama Leech: At first glance, a very kind woman with soft eyes. Willing to open her arms to anyone who might need help. Then, a terrifying grin similar to Floyd’s as that poor unfortunate soul realizes the trap they’d been thrown in. She’s very kind and patient towards both her boys and husband, as well as their friends (even of she is on guard near their friends, throwing a few hollow threats to see if it’d scare them away)(She doesn’t like to share her babies). She dotes on the tweels as much as possible, indulging im whatever curiosity they may have. Floyd wants to know what going through riptide is like? They leave tomorrow to find one. Jade wants to know more about life on land? She’ll find as many books as possible and ask (threaten) people for their land belongings. She knows when too far is too far though, and is very skilled at reeling the boys back in if they get to that point. Will always call them her little guppies, no matter how big they get. I think she’d have a teal bob on top, with the underside of her hair being black (which makes her hair look color changing when she swims). Im her human form shes only a few inches shorter than her boys, ranging around the same as Jack’s mother.
-Papa Leech: The definition of old Hollywood New York mob boss. Strict and blunt about his interests and problems, and not afraid to cause any problems if provoked. When the tweels were younger and they’d wrestle and bite at him, he’d throw them off him easily, telling them they need to work to beat him, even if he was impressed by their teamwork at first. Will die to protect his family, and was likely put in that position many times in the past due to his uh… business. He values his wife and children more than anything, and has done everything in his power in the past to protect them from harm. When they went to NRC at first, he felt defeated and almost wanted to beg them to stay safe with him (not that his pride would allow it).(Both the tweels can see through his facade easily)
Azul:
-Grandma ‘grotto: A very stern and prim octomermaid. What she says goes in the Ashengrotto house, and she often catches herself making unnecessary comments. She does apologize. Also a very loving grandmother towards Azul, often babying him whenever possible (doing the classic “you’re not eating enough here take some more” grandma move)(She will smooch his face whenever possible when there are no business clients nearby). Tries to boost his confidence since she knew about what was happening to him (Chances are she went through the same thing- being an octomer as well) and dod her best to protect him and make him happy. She taught him how to write with his tentacles and encouraged him to do his best in everything he does.
-Mama ‘grotto: Another businesslady in the front absolute softie in the back situation. Adores her son and is incredibly proud of how far he’s come.I think she looks identical to Azul, but more heavyset and, of course, female. She coddled Azul as much as possible, which worked out well with baby Azul’s clingy nature. She had no shame in walking around with the little guy stuck to her (unless he smacked a tentacle to her face when she was working on her restaurant), and made sure everyone knew what a good boy he was. She would show pictures to everyone (similar to Ruggie’s grandma), but respects his wishes in wanting to hide pictures of his past. She still shows anyone who asks pictures of him at NRC (compliments to the twins, who send her updates when her son is busy), and will tell everyone how smart he is and how much he’s grown.
-Step-Papa grotto: A very professional man in every aspect of his life, which stretches to his relationship with his stepson. When he learns about the contracts and Azuls UM, he’s over the moon with how happy he is. He swam around with a little more pep than usual, flicking his tail and flaring out his fins the more and more Azul told him. He helps him reword and format his contracts to his advantage, and is always willing to talk with him about Mostro Lounge or (on rare occasion) some memories before Step papa Ashengrotto met Mama Ashengrotto (which always make him happy that Azul trusts him enough). I think he’d be a pretty generic looking Mer, with an average looking tail and such
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sunnytwst · 3 years
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Hiiiiii can I pls request headcanons for mistletoe kisses between a blushy s/o and Leona, Jamil, Cater, Sebek, and Azul?? Feel free to answer this later if you don’t feel the Christmas vibes yet xD
P.S. I love your banner!! Molang rolling on a pastel yellow background is a rlly cute way to welcome ppl to your blog (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)
(part 2) Aaahhh I’m rlly sorry!! I just realized that I forgot to specify the general category for the request I sent earlier?? Fluff for the mistletoe kisses pls!! I’m sorry again for my mistake!! :’0
hello hello!! ahhh first of all i know that this is like 2? 3? days late??? i had originally planned to post this on christmas day because it’s my only holiday themed ask but i.....i apparently remembered the date wrong...... thank you for being so patient!! sorry for the delay ahaha...... and also thank you for specifying fluff but don’t worry about it!! lots of people forget :-D
relationship: leona kingscholar x reader (romantic), jamil viper x reader (romantic), cater diamond x reader (romantic), sebek zigvolt x reader (romantic), azul ashengrotto x reader (romantic) format: headcanons genre: fluffy fluff hehe warnings: none :-D
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leona kingscholar:
there’s a couple ways this could go and it’s either that it was a setup for him to make out with you in public or he was caught off guard and puts on his Tsundere Hat
if it’s the former than oh boy he’ll tease the hell out of you, tugging you close to his chest and smirking at your burning face before finally leaning in to give you a kiss that leaves you knees weak, the smug bastard
what a naughty herbivore, wandering under the mistletoe with the big, bad, lion, eh?
if it’s the latter then he’ll grouch a good amount about what a stupid tradition this is but looking at your flustered, fidgety self and hopeful eyes is his weakness
he’ll lean in for a smooch, grumbling, but the pleased flick of his ears as he pulls away reveals his true feelings
jamil viper:
has definitely heard of the mistletoe tradition but has never been caught up in it
he’s not really huge on pda tbh and being caught off guard under the mistletoe with you might be a bit much
you can sense his discomfort about kissing in public and assure him that he doesn’t have to do it if he doesn’t want to and he sighs in relief and the two of you continue with your day
it’s not that he’s embarassed of you or your relationship, jamil is just someone who doesn’t like being vulnerable in public and feels as though sharing the kiss just between the two of you is more intimate and romantic as well
would definitely give you the sweetest real kiss once y’all have some privacy though
cater diamond:
probably the one who set up all this mistletoe in the first place much to riddle’s dismay
he’s been busy snapping festive shots for his magicam all night but don’t worry! he hasn’t forgotten about his darling lover~
he’ll swoop in under the mistletoe with you when you least expect it and plant a soft kiss smack on your lips as you hear a camera go off
he’ll show you the photo, you with steam practically coming out of your ears, eyes wide with surprise, and cater, a delighted smile tilting his lips as they press against yours
he’d love to post it but if that’s not something you’re comfortable with he’ll delete it or save a copy just for him to look at when he feels alone
sebek zigvolt:
the only one who flat out just didn’t know about the whole mistletoe thing
he’s confused as hell when you suddenly stop in the doorway and glance at him, fidgeting with your hands
what’s wrong? do you need something?
you’ll have to carefully explain the tradition to him and both of you are now refusing to make eye contact and fumbling like it’s your first date all over again
h-how bold! and scandalous! and he also - he also can’t stop thinking about kissing you now!
the both of you probably muster up the courage to lean in for the kiss at the same time and end up knocking your heads into each other but y’all get it down on the second attempt don’t worry
azul ashengrotto:
this was, of course, all a carefully orchestrated and flawlessly executed plan to get a kiss from you because this octopus man craves affection but simply does not have the confidence to Just Ask
after an elaborate performance from the tweels about some emergency or the other you find yourself under the mistletoe with a very smug looking azul and it dawns on you that the “urgent crisis” was naught but a sham
your face feels like its on fire when azul smirks at you expectantly
it’s a tradition, right? surely you wouldn’t be so cruel as to deny him a simple kiss...
the sweet little peck that you give him honestly flusters azul more than he’d care to admit and the tweels will never let him live it down
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Gift for @ghostgirlvii-art
Lunch with friends
Sans checked the bag, everything was packed. Diapers, teething ring, bottles, change of clothes in case of a mess and lastly a starry blanket. Papyrus may give him grief about being lazy sometimes but when it came to his siblings he never joked around. He zipped the bag up and sat back down on the couch, Papyrus was still getting ready. He flopped his head back, already feeling sleep coming on...he would have succumbed to it if not for the tiny bundle crawling on to his lap.
Opening one eye socket, watching a tiny skeleton crawl over his legs, turning to try and push their way behind him. Chuckling as he sat forward letting them crawl behind him...well he thought they were going to crawl behind him instead they were now trying to climb on him now.
“Havin fun?” Sans chuckled, the infant cooed as their little hands gripped his shoulders...mostly his jacket.
“Awe why do I have to ‘shoulder the burden’ huh?”
Sans almost bursted out laughing when he heard Papyrus scream from upstairs, even though they weren’t in the same room Papyrus could tell when Sans told a pun.
“Sans I can hear you punning! Stop it now!” Papyrus stormed out of his room.
Choosing to wear a orange turtleneck sweater and black pressed jeans, Sans wasn’t too surprised. Sure he hadn’t worn those jeans in a while but since they were going to see Azul he wanted to look his best.
“C’mon bro I was just trying to get this monkey off my back.” Sans wince playfully when Papyrus let out a growl.
The puns and scolding only stopped when Lane started whining, gently tugging at Sans hoodie. He turned and pulled her back into his lap, he gave her a little peck on her forehead before standing up.
“Its ok Laney, we’re just playing.” Sans nuzzled her.
Papyrus sighed and grabbed the diaper bag, he reached and gently rubbed his sisters head. Giving a small giggle when she leaned into his touch, almost like a kitten would.
“Alright little sister lets get your coat on and we’ll be off!” Papyrus puffed his chest out and walked towards the coat rack, the only coat hanging up was a tiny little red one with flowers on it. Once her coat was on the three walked out and towards Azul’s home.
They didn’t have far to walk since she lived just up the way, despite that Lane was still squirming and fussing. As much as he tried Sans just couldn’t get her to calm down.
“Geez Lane you got a rash or something?”
Pap leaned forward to look at his sister, she was chewing on Sans hoodie. “I think she’s got a new tooth growing in, she’s chewing on your hood.”
“Gee thats great...” Sans groaned.
Before long they were at Azul’s house, they didn’t have to knock, the door flung open, Papyrus ready to embrace his love ....accept Lane was scooped up into Azul’s arms. Much to Pap’s disappointment.
“Laney! How you doing sweetie?!”
Pap couldn’t fault her, she had such a soft spot for children especially babies like his little sister. That and he got a nice big smooch on the mouth when she was done fawning over Lane.
“I’m glad you guys could come over, its nice having company over once in a while.” Azul smiled letting them inside.
“Thanks for inviting us.” Said Sans.
“Yes! Thank you very much, its also nice to get Lane out and about.” Said Papyrus setting the diaper bag by the couch.
“What you don’t let her out and play?” Azul teased. “Its not that, last time I took Lane with me to meet Undyne and....well lets just say things got a little...overwhelming for her.”
Papyrus winced recalling Lane’s first meeting with the captain of the royal guards, it wasn’t Undyne’s loud personality or anything that was a surprise...it was when they started sparing and Lane got scared...thinking Papyrus was going to get hurt.
“Oh yeah I heard about that, I’m surprised thats the only thing she got upset about...an speaking of which.” Azul looked at Lane who was squirming.
“She’s got a new tooth growing in so...” Sans trailed off a little, Azul smiled and without uttering a single word whisked Lane off into the kitchen, pulled open the fridge and pulled out a tiny jar.
“Whats that?” Pap asked.
“Its a teething salve my mom used when I was little, this’ll stop the irritation.” Taking a small amount on her finger she gingerly rubbed the salve on Lane’s budding teeth.
Almost instantly Lane stopped squirming and relaxed. Color the skeleton brothers impressed.
“I’ll make you guys a jar later, just rub it on any new tooth coming in at least once a day.” Azul smiled as she turned and started pulling out items from her cupboards. “Well now that problems taken care of its time we get down to cooking, we’re making stew.”
Pap didn’t have to hear anymore, already pulling out a large stock pot. Sans got out some spoons and started washing the veggies Azul had laid out, he got that done in less then a minute.
He noticed Azul was doing everything with one hand since she was still holding Lane, he reached to take her back...but Azul turned and with a devilish smirk replied...
“Nope, she’s mine now.”
Sans just stared...as Azul effortlessly chopped veggies with one hand with ease. All while holding Lane and from time to time pausing to give the little infant a playful raspberry on her cheek.
“Sans stop lazing about and help.” Pap scolded already getting the other ingredients out of the fridge.
Sans still couldn’t stop staring, still taken aback by the fact Azul was doing everything with one hand and suddenly being denied to take his sister back.
“Uh...you don’t find this strange?” Asked Sans, taking some ingredients from Papyrus.
“It’d be strange if you were actually being productive.” Replied Papyrus, Azul gave off a little ‘ooo’ for the solid burn.
“Want some ice for that burn Sansy?” Teased Azul.
Sans gave a tight, not so amused smile in her direction before getting back to the tasks at hand. The kitchen bustled with the three adults moving from one side of the room to the other, before long all the ingredients were in the large stock pot and was simmering on a low heat.
“Ok, we let this sit for at least half an hour then we can eat.” Azul smiled as she moved to the living room, the skeleton brothers followed.
Finally Azul relinquished Lane from her hold but only to play on the floor with some of the toys brought for her. Pap sat by Azul while Sans took the arm chair near the TV, the three started chatting about daily things. Occasionally pausing to watch Lane attempt to climb something such as Sans leg or even the couch the love birds were sitting on.
[thirty minutes later]
Sans gently pushed the highchair up to the table by him, Azul and Papyrus were setting the table and setting the bowls of soup out. Once done they sat down and started having lunch. Sans from time to time helped feed Lane.
The soup was delicious, a thick cheesy an milky broth loaded with vegetables. Azul loved this soup, it was just such a comfort dish full of nostalgia. Her mother would make this soup once in a while when Snowdin got colder at times or when she had a bad day at school.
A particular memory she loved was when she was little and invited Papyrus to her house for a birthday sleep over. The two of them sitting in their homemade pillow with stacks of their favorite books and bowls filled to the brim of this soup. They ate so much of it they were too full to eat any of the cake her mother had made, but that was ok they got to have the cake for breakfast the next day.
Papyrus happily spooned more of this delicious soup into his mouth, sure it wasn’t spaghetti but it was a major acception to his culinary rule. Azul tilted her head to watch Sans feed Lane, she smiled as Lane held on to Sans hand and was mimicking the motions.
“This is good.” Said Sans taking a moment to eat some of his soup.
“It’s delicious, absolutely delicious!” Pap exclaimed, simply enraptured in the taste.
Azul chuckled “I made plenty so take some home if you want, oh Sans careful there..”
Sans looked to see Lane about to stick her hand into her bowl but he was quick to catch her, not cause it would make a mess but because the soup was still very warm.
Lane whined at Sans but was pacified with another spoonful of soup.
“Good save there.” Azul chuckled as she ladled another helping of soup into her bowl.
“Yeah..heh she’s already finished two bowls aready and she still wants more, not just Azul but Lane too.” Sans smirked, Azul eyed him back before playfully throwing her napkin at him.
“Alright that was a decent comeback, but your right one thing Lanes got quite an appetite.” Said Azul.
“She’s a growing skeleton, she needs all the calcium and nutrients she needs to become as strong and as great as her older brother!” Papyrus again puffed out his chest, beaming with pride.
“Yeah with you two...I’m sure she’ll turn out perfect no matter what.”
The three adults shared a small chortle before returning to their food, everyone sitting together at one table, reminiscing, daydreaming and simply chatting about the past, present and future...all while enjoying a nice bowl...of warm soup.
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