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naompspsps · 19 days

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Debating whether to sign or not

Azul x GN!Reader

Summary: You're struggling with only one assignment, yet Azul is asking you to sign a contract to be able to finish the assignment that you end up debating if you should sign it or not.

Established Relationship with Azul, Floyd being Floyd, Jade is nowhere to be found (looking for more mushrooms)

Warning: Thirdwheeler Floyd, I repeat, Thirdwheeler Floyd. Soft Azul, Lovesick Azul, "I love my partner" vibe Azul, and Azul being a simp for you.

Mentions: Mentions of mushrooms that Jade brings back to the dorm, Azul calling you love every single sentence /hj

! do not repost or translate my works anywhere. do not copy or use my works in any site, Reblogs are appreciated alot though !

You can't finish an assignment because there was an error, you never learned about this! You don't remember having these lessons! Why in Wonderland would the teacher put this in, a lesson that most of the class aren't even aware of? But despite everything, you still climb lengths to finish that. Who knows, It could be an extra point for your grades.

You walk around the library, trying to find the book for the assignment so you can study for a while, When Floyd suddenly just appears from behind and drags you to Octavinelle.

Here you are, In Azul's VIP room. You already go here multiple times, you're just wondering why they would drag you here. "Please explain why you had to interrupt me." You sigh. "Well~ I heard that you were having a hard time with an assignment that the teacher did not teach." Azul crosses his legs. "And? Your point is?" You coldly say. "Now now, My dear. Don't be harsh, I just simply wanted to readdress the issue~"

You look at him, raising an eyebrow as you wait for him to continue on.

"So how about you sign a contract in order to finish difficult assignments as soon as possible?"

You almost spit the water that you were drinking out of your mouth the moment you heard the word 'contract.' You swallow the water, Soft coughs escaping your throat. You clear your throat. "You only brought me here to sign a contract?!"

"Wellll, It's not only that, I brought you here for tons of things." Azul shrugs, placing down the paper on the desk and sliding it infront of you. "Azul you-" You sigh, putting two fingers at the bridge of your nose. "..Fine, What's the catch?"

"Ah, Simple; It's nothing-"

"Nope. Not signing that."

"Aw, But why is that, My love?" Azul tilts his head to the side teasingly. "I don't believe you when you say there's no disadvantage. There is no way." You cross your arms and look away. "No but my love," You hear his chair move a bit, as a hand lifts your head up to look at him directly in the eyes.

"You, are a special case. Those other poor unfortunate souls may suffer with the assignment, but I do not want you to fail this one." Azul whispers. You stare at him. Are you falling for his tricks? Maybe, but there are some little parts of you that can fight back.

"Azul, we both remember what happened the last time you said there wasn't any catch. Clearly, You used magic to get rid of the disbenefit in the contract." You trace your finger around the paper. "Yes, I have remembrance of that, but the student was a fool. You are the love of my life, why would I do the same for you?"

Then again, Azul has proved his love to you.. Many.. Many times. "Azul, You do know you could just teach me the assignment, right?" You look at him, He walks around his desk, towards you. "My love, You are just adorable. I didn't say just one specific assignment. I said any assignments for whatever you'll struggle at."

Your eyes looks at his hand that was holding yours tightly, he raises your hand closer to his lips, Pressing it softly at the back of your hand. "Azul, that's technically cheating.." You whisper. "Love, What's cheating is that almost everybody in this prestigious school goes to me. To get help instead of studying, yet the Headmage does nothing about it."

"Can you guys get a room? It's sickening seeing you guys act like this infront of me." Floyd says in the background, You and Azul look at Floyd, Who was laying on the couch, occupying the space with his feet resting on the arm of the couch.

"How about you get out instead." You both reply. You had a cold tone, But on the other hand, Azul had a calm one.

Floyd only grunts, standing up and walking out of the room, He closes the door. Well that was easy, usually Floyd would be a menace and stay even if he was commanded to leave.

"Back to what I was saying.. My love, if you really want to have a catch for your safety, I'll make one. How about.."

Azul tucks your hair behind your ear. His fingers send a shiver down your spine as he traces your jawline and stopping at your chin, lifting your head up using a finger. "..You are to kiss me when I tell you to do so?"

"Azul,"

"What seems to be the matter, My love?"

You stare at him in disbelief. "Are you trying to find a way to kiss me as much as to your liking?"

"Hm, Maybe, Maybe not. Take a guess~"

"I think yes." You guess. "Bingo."

You sigh. "I don't see the point of me signing this." Azul raises his eyebrow in amusement. "Love, if your worried that I would take advantage of this, I won't. It would take me getting stuck in millions of nets to take advantage of it."

To be honest, You're surprised he's even that determined to help you. If you kiss him, Of course. Are you gonna sign it like a foolish person? Yes.

You look at his ear, a pen hanging on it. You raise your hand near his ear and take the pen, deciding to sign the contract. Your signature almost makes Azul just want to take marriage papers and make you sign it.

"Contract done! See?~ No harm done." Azul slides the paper aside, taking the pen in your hands and puts it on the desk. He gently grabs your chin. "Give me a kiss."

By command, You follow his order.

Your lips press against his. He stops the kiss, a soft 'mwa' sound coming out of his mouth. "There we go, It works." Azul chuckles. "..Azul, Hon. I feel like I can survive fourth year knowledge."

"It works well~" He repeats. "Well, Now that we got that out of the way, how about we go get us smoothies in the Mostro Lounge?" He asks. "Just the two of us?" You ask.

"Just the two of us. Floyd can just stand at the side, but he won't bother us." You stand up from the seat, Azul's fingers interlocking with yours. "Hm, I suppose this isn't that bad after all."

"See? Told you~ I would never put your life at stake." Azul states, dragging you along.

"Of course you wouldn't.. You care for me so much you'd let Floyd eat the mushrooms Jade comes in the dorm with."

"If I were to save one, it'd be you."

Author's End Note: IM DEAD SO DEAD PLSFSPSLLSPSLSPSPSL AZUL ONE CHANCEEEEEE

! do not repost or translate my works anywhere. do not copy or use my works in any site, Reblogs are appreciated alot though !

#twisted wonderland #twst azul #disney twst #gn reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #azul x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #this idea just appeared in my mind #thought i should share it

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trenchcoatsandtimetravel · 4 months

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Thinking about what might have happened if Steve never got the serum and wasn't in Italy when he heard of Bucky's capture.

In Brooklyn, November 1943, Steve gets a letter saying Bucky is MIA. That's not dead and his heart clings to that faint glimmer of hope. Not dead, just missing. Bucky's a fighter. The army will find him and eventually he'll come home.

But then Steve reads about how the 107th were captured and that the army is refusing to mount a rescue. Steve would never let an injustice like stand, serum or no. Especially not if there's a chance Bucky is still alive.

He starts making a racket, Bucky's friends and coworkers in their neighbourhood support Steve's efforts and the racket gets heard. He gets arrested for it, but a Cop friend of Bucky's (who used to box at Bucky's gym), let's Steve go without charge; he thinks it's an injustice too.

Steve remembers the Stark Expo and Stark's grand technology claims, and somehow gets himself in front of Stark; making enough noise and showing enough tenacity that Stark is impressed (and amused).

Stark is always looking for an excuse to show the army how superior his tech is, so sure he'll help this guy mount a rescue mission, just think of the press if they succeed! And no one ever needs to know he was involved if it fails.

So Steve, 5 foot something, with asthma and a whole host of other ailments, who the army declared 4F on 4 different occasions, drops into Kreischberg. He manages to sneak through the compound unnoticed and liberates the POWs and (most importantly to Steve) rescues Bucky.

Schmidt isn't aware Steve's there, or who he is, so the compound isn't blown up—not until the POWs set it ablaze on their way out and Schmidt has no time to escape. He and Zola are killed by the explosions of their own bombs.

Steve and Bucky make it back to the US camp. Bucky's injuries and the torture he endured give him the excuse he needs to be discharged and returned home.

Steve isn't military in the first place, so he can't be court martialed. Besides, the press is loving the rescue so instead, Steve's role is hushed up and Stark gets the credit, but Steve doesn't care.

He and Bucky slip back to Brooklyn where they both enjoy a hero's welcome from their neighbours and live out their days in peace.

#Stevebucky #Stucky #Stucky au #Shrinkyclinks #Sort of #Stucky fic #Headcanons #Got a new phone for chritmas so I'm clearing out the notes in my old one and found this gem #Thought I should share it #Preserum Steve #Post Azzano Bucky #Mywriting

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womanonthehill · 19 days

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His long hair open was even more glorious

#mile phakphum #Randomly going through gallery days #Thought I should share it

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ameba-from-space · 6 months

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Boobs!

Tits even

If you even care

#had this thought #thought i should share it

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on-lock-down · 3 months

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I know my love is a heavy burden to bear, but heaviness can be frail too. Please, hold on to me with both hands or set me down gently to avoid damaging me further.

#poetry #quotes #i found this in my drafts #thought I should share it #pomes #literature #original

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reiisyung · 2 days

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bryan herta, the coolest dad ever

#found this randomly in my gallery #thought i should share it #indycar #bryan herta #kenny bräck

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goathouse · 9 months

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[ID: the Supernatural "I love you" meme. The 2nd box reads: "Wayne Brady just came out as pan." End ID.]

Here's the video he posted on tiktok:

[ID: a 32-second tiktok of Wayne Brady, accompanied by 3 dancers, lipsyncing and dancing to "It's All Coming Back To Me Now." He starts the video in a pink bathrobe, then reappears in a pink suit and a long wig. The other dancers wave a rainbow flag. End ID.]

the video description (which doesn't appear with the video outside the tiktok app, annoyingly) says:

As someone who gets to bring joy to others daily on tv, it's been ironic that I don't experience it as much as I'd like. I advocate mental health for all and a part of that is self transparency. In doing my work, I've come to see a few truths, one of them being that I want to be free to l love whomever I want. This truth makes me pan and part of the lgbtq+ family. It's scary as hell to say it out loud but here it is. The people I admire most are the ones brave enough to be themselves unapologetically. This shouldn't shake anyone's world, but if it bothers you at all, that's your business:) I was so afraid of having my manhood questioned, but screw that. A "real man" in my eyes, isn't afraid to be honest and happy. From now on, I'll be over here living my best life. I love you @Mandietaketa @Maile Masako @Jason

#wayne brady #whose line #just posted very recently so i thought i should share!#good for him

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wasabi-gumdrop · 7 days

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Kabru has a secret admirer in the castle!

#running from my responsibilities (drawing armour) by imagining post canon Kabru fashion #minor spoilers in the tags!#royal advisor Kabru’s office is probably overflowing with gifts from foreign dignitaries eyeing him up for marriage #and sacks of perfumed letters from Melini citizens #Marcille would be so sick of it #Laios also has his fair share of proposals #Yaad is like … boys spare us all and pick a suitable candidate already #well Yaad there’s a saying that goes two birds one stone #anyway lol #someone might have suggested to Laios ‘hey Kabru works so hard. you should show your appreciation.’#Laios (blushing sweating): uuuh how do i do that #Marcille probably: i hear it’s customary to give your royal advisor flowers the same colour as their beautiful blue eyes #Laios: well if you say so #but he starts having second thoughts bcs what if the gift is too romantic #so then Laios is like oh i know i just won’t sign it (:#fool proof plan Laios good job #totally not taking into account that Kabru can recognize his penmanship at a first glance #so at their next meeting Kabru is like ‘i wonder who my secret admirer in the castle is 😉’#and Laios sweats so hard he falls out of his throne #doesn’t Kabru of Melini have a nice ring to it #better yet …. Kabru Touden #much to consider #dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi spoilers #kabru #kabru of utaya #labru #if you squint #wasabi doodles

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crabsnpersimmons · 1 month

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"Slow down, Sunshine. You're not falling behind and you are loved for more than what you do for others."

#fnaf sun #fnaf dca #dca fandom #crab art #traditional art #self-insert #my OC Esther #please don't copy these tags i'm just going to vent a bit #it's just been one of those weeks #been feeling overwhelmed lately #like i need to keep up #like i'm not doing enough and i tire or lose focus so easily #and i don't feel rested after resting #so i thought i should go back to my roots of drawing the DCA comforting me with words i can't seem to give myself #was debating whether or not to share this #but perhaps it may offer someone else some comfort as well #i'll be okay #this too will pass #it's just been a particularly busy and out-of-control week

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mistiell · 6 months

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I’d like to think that once Astarion’s grown comfortable with physical affection, he gets a lot more affectionate with you. Especially when it comes to casual or subtler gestures.

Like an arm draped over the back of the couch when he’s sitting next to you. His arm isn’t actually touching you, but he’s got his thumb hooked just under the collar of your shirt resting idly in the soft well of your clavicle.

Hooking his foot around the back of your ankle or letting his knee press against yours under the table when he’s sitting next to you (which he always is because who else is he supposed to sit next to? Gale??)

Keeping a hold on you when you’re in a crowded space. Holding your sleeve, your wrist, linking your pinkies. Anything to make sure he doesn’t lose you in the chaos.

Always having a hand on your waist, your back, your hip. Part of it is born out of wanting to keep close to you, part of it is born out of a little bit of possessiveness — A subtler way to show you off as his.

Thumbing dirt and grime off your cheeks, adjusting your collar when it’s fallen crooked.

I feel like once he’s stopped doing it out of habit, he’s not super duper into PDA (Still loves on you, obviously. Just more casually), so it doesn’t happen super often when you’re around others, but he’ll peck your cheek or temple every so often as a greeting. Especially when you’ve been apart for short while.

If you’re wearing pants with belt loops, I feel like he’s def the type to pull you to him by them. Just loops a finger through and tugs until you get the hint.

Idk I just feel like he’d be pretty affectionate once he’s warmed up to non-sexual intimacy. Not always, he still has off days as everyone does. But even then, he usually still wants to be close to you.

#I haven’t written in awhile but i had Thoughts™️ and had to share them lmao #let me know if I should put a readmore on this cause its like not super long but i dont wanna clog up anyones dash lol #astarion bg3 #astarion x reader #astarion x you #astarion x tav #astarion x y/n #astarion acunin #bg3

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chamaleonsoul · 5 months

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Spotify Wrapped ask game!

you know the drill, send a number & reply with songs from your top 100

Catchiest song

A song you didn't expect to see in your top 10

Sexiest song

Artist/band you didn't thought would be in your top artists (if any)

Oldest song (by release date)

Newest song (by release date)

Most streamed month of your top artist (explain if you think/know why)

Longest song

Favourite lyrics of your #1 song

A song that was also in last year's wrapped

Most famous/popular song (in your opinion)

A song you feel should be higher up

The song with the most peculiar sound (to you)

A song you think is underrated

Most danceable track

A song everyone should know

Saddest song

A song that describes your year so far

Is the most streamed song by your favourite artist your favourite of them?

Happiest song

The song you think will be in next years top songs again

Shortest song

A track that makes you think of a specific colour

A song that could be the soundtrack of a movie

Favourite lyrics of your #100 song

Favourite bassline

#i just thot of these i thought i should share #but send me too!!!#pls #ask game #spotify wrapped #op #music

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bidisastersanji · 6 months

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Was thinking about French gendered terms and Zoro trying to suss out if Sanji’s into men and I had some thoughts and oops now i wrote a thing so here you go:

In the early days Zoro drives himself nuts trying to figure out if Sanji bats for his team too or not. He listens in intently whenever the conversation steers the cook towards talk of his past dalliances, but, just his luck, none of the words used indicate their gender. And there ain’t no fucking way in hell he’s asking him or anyone on the crew directly, lest they immediately understand how bad he has it for the stupid cook.

He bides his time, surely someday he’ll slip up and mention something about the people he’s slept with, right? And sure enough one day, at a feast, a drunken Usopp starts asking what people’s types are. His face still schooled into a nonchalant, neutral expression, he does his best to hide how desperately he waits for Sanji to speak up about his type, only to once again be met with more general terms about people- someone with a kind heart, dependable, an equal… he’s so concentrated on trying to pick out any gendered terms he doesn’t notice the weird look Nami throws his way at each new descriptor in Sanji’s list of desirable traits.

He’s always known Sanji speaks French, finding it endearing whenever the cook curses (even at him), whenever he goes into small little rants to himself, or the face he makes when he can only think of a word in French, rapidly snapping his fingers until it comes back to him. But it’s only when they get to a town where Sanji starts speaking to a vendor excitedly about his produce that he realizes just how much this thing, this endearing thing that’s always been there, truly affects him, and his face burns at how different the cook’s voice sounds when he actually speaks it, how enchantingly low and throaty the foreign syllables ring in his ears.

Attached to living another day, he decides that stealing a book from Robin is a bad idea, and resigns himself to ask her directly for a favour. He swallows his pride and asks if she can lend him a French learning book and a dictionary, curious as to whether he can learn it a bit, and understand whatever the hell Sanji keeps cursing and muttering about around him, and what kinds of insults he’s been throwing his way. With her ever mysterious smile plastered on her face, a chain of Robin’s arms retrieve two books from her library and hand them to him. “Do come to me if you have any questions, Mr. Swordsman. My French is pretty good if I do say so myself.”

He’s out of the room, red as a beet, before she even finishes that sentence.

Learning the curse words comes to him unsurprisingly quickly given how often he hears a litany of « putain de merde », « fait chier! » and « enfoiré! » spilling from the blonde’s distracting mouth.

He’s very happily surprised when he learns that French is apparently a heavily gendered language- and that he can glean someone’s gender just from whether the adjectives applied to the subject are masculine or feminine. Now if the stars aligned and the cook would talk about his love life in French…

Zoro starts by going through the basic first chapters, taking great pains to hide and quickly dissimulate it in his haramaki anytime someone walks in on him- especially the witch. It definitely changes his usual routine on his watch in the crows nest, he muses to himself.

Weeks, months pass, and he advances further in the lessons, his vocabulary slowly growing, while he often goes to his dictionary for the more… colorful insults Sanji throws his way. He never says a word of French himself, not knowing how he could even justify knowing any without looking suspicious, and pretty sure his pronunciation would be way off anyways. But he starts to really enjoy it, being able to understand even a tenth of the things Sanji thinks he can say without the crew (save Robin) understanding.

And then Saobaody happens. And now he doesn't have time to think about learning French, not if he wants to get strong enough. Not if he wants to protect his crew.

He's at the table with Mihawk and Perona when his mentor asks for the salt (Passez moi le sel, s'il vous plait), and he executes himself without thinking. A quiet settles over the room and he looks up to see those intense red eyes boring into him, unnerving as ever.

"You speak French?"

"Not really," he grumbles, not wanting more excuses to think of the shitty cook, and his shitty cooking, and his stupid curly brow.

"Then you will. Consider this a natural continuation of my trying to beat some manners into your brutish mind."

Two years later, and he can't wait for dartbrow to show up. His pronunciation may still be shit, but he can't wait to use his newfound skill to his advantage.

With his now solidified grasp of the language, he slowly begins to understand that what he at first though was a mistake on his part- that he must’ve missed a part of a sentence, or mixed up some words- was not an error at all. It turns out, some of the French things that Sanji yells at him aren’t insults at all.

In fact… they’re sometimes downright complimentary.

And that's definitely a problem for Zoro, who now not only needs to keep pretending that he doesn’t know what Sanji is saying, but needs to pretend he doesn’t understand it when Sanji screams at him that he has a “stupidly pretty face” or that his “tits are even bigger than Nami’s and how is that even fair” . He doesn't know what to make of it.

And then one day… the stars align.

It’s another post battle party, and the cook has been drinking a bit more than usual, a tightly gripped glass of wine in his left hand, a cigarette in his right. Zoro is nursing his very own barrel of Ale when he hears the conversation turn to more gossipy topics, as it usually does the further into the night they are.

“Chopper was really into that nurse on Zou, wasn’t he?” Usopp starts to poke fun at the crew’s youngest member, laughing as the reindeer turns all red and tries to deny it.

“I mean it makes sense that she’d be his type! Right Nami?”

Nami nods at him, grinning wickedly. “Yeah, not all of us can be into rich little blonde girls can we?”

“You’re right, some of us are into rich blue-haired princesses,” he shoots back.

"At least I had the balls to do something about it before I left her island-"

Zoro is already tuning them out when Sanji sits down next to Robin just a few feet away, across from him and the campfire, his tongue loosened from a few too many refills and unconsciously reverting to his native tongue.

"Ils ont de la chance, ces deux là." he gestures to Usopp and Nami. (They're lucky, these two.)

Robin smiles at the cook, wordlessly prompting him to continue his thoughts.

"Qu'est ce que je donnerais pour pouvoir avoir quelque chose de plus qu'un coup d'un soir." Sanji sighs wistfully, lighting his cigarette. (What I wouldn't give to have something more than a one night stand.")

Robin chuckles. "Ne sont-ils pas satisfaisants?" (Are they not satisfying?)

At this point Zoro has tuned everything out, intensely focused on hearing what the blonde has to say, and not at all feeling a small churn of jealousy in his stomach for whoever shared Sanji's bed. His heart initially skips a beat at the plural masculine pronoun ('ils') used by Robin before remembering its actual neutrality in this context, as it's referring to the ""one night stands", a masculine word. Damnit. French is so dumb.

"Tu sais bien que je ne dirais jamais de mal à propos des belles demoiselles qui ont bien voulu m'accorder ne serait-ce qu'un baiser ou une étreinte. J'ai de la chance rien que d'avoir pu exister en leur présence."

(You very well know I'd never say a bad word about any of the beautiful ladies who've been kind enough to give me even a kiss or an embrace. I'm lucky just to have existed in their presence.)

Zoro feels his heart drop, a heavy feeling settling in his stomach. He's always known the pervert cook has been into women. Why was this confirmation hitting him the way it was? His eye darts up at his two crewmates, confirming that only Robin has noticed his eavesdropping. She opens her mouth to say something but Sanji continues, the glow of the flames dancing against his flushed skin beautifully.

"Et dans mon état normal tu sais que, par respect pour les sensibilités d'une dame, je ne te divulge pas beaucoup de détails sur ceux qui font l'affaire le temps d'une nuit. "

(And in my normal state you know that, out of respect for a lady's sensibilities, I don't divulge many details about those who do the trick for a night.)

Ceux. That's a masculine word for "those", isn't it? Zoro shakily takes another sip of his drink.

The archeologist's smile widens. "Oh, ne te fait pas de soucis pour mes sensibilités. Je brûle d'envie d'en savoir plus, et ne m'épargne pas les détails..."

(Oh, please don't worry about my sensibilities. I'm burning to know more, and don't spare me the details...)

"Je ne suis que ton humble serviteur...si ça peut te faire plaisir" (I'm but your humble servant…if it pleases you). Sanji's cheeks seem a tad more flushed than before. "En vrai ce n'est pas qu'ils ne sont pas satisfaisants...c'est qu'il ne sont jamais... assez."

(It's not that they're not satisfying…it's that they're never...enough.)

"Ah? Et que recherches tu? Qu'est ce qui serait..."assez"?"

(Ah? And what are you looking for? What would be… "enough"?)

The cook exhales another cloud of smoke, and nervously looks around. His eyes settle on Zoro, and indecision flits across his eyes for a second before continuing. Zoro can feel his gaze, can almost make out the deliciously unfocused expression on the blonde's face in his peripheral vision as he continues speaking French. His heart feels like it might beat out of his ribcage.

"Lui." (Him.)

Zoro forgets how to breathe.

Part 2 up now , and part 3 part 4

#zoro x sanji #zosan #zosan fic #this was SUPPOSED TO BE A LITTLE TEXT POST #and then #AND THEN THIS HAPPENED #should I continue this #let me know in the tags #sanji x zoro #i can say french is dumb because i am #i have so many more thoughts about french speaking sanji #share yours with me pleaaaseee #zoro learns French #zoro learns french fic

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