christmas with azul
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"azul~~"
as you call for his name, he shuddered. that tone in your voice seemed very sketchy, but he ignored his gut feeling and turned to you.
"yes, dear?"
you paused your mischievous deeds to admire his pretty face. gosh, you almost felt bad for pranking him. his cheeks and nose were flushed from the cold, his pale face contrasted with it. he looked so adorable with that red nose. he had waited outside where it was snowing, babysitting watching you make a snowman with the leech twins.
you smiled, and the corner of his lips tugged. he loved your smile, truly. but nothing great comes from you hanging out with floyd. his milky grey eyes drifted to your hands, which were hidden behind your back. his eyebrows slowly furrowed as he pieced together what you were planning to do.
"darling..."
"hmm?"
you hummed, and before azul could react, your mitted hands threw a snowball. at azul... straight in the face.
he shrieked at the coldness while hearing floyds howling laughter and jade's attempt to cover his laugh. he huffed as he reached to pull out his magic pen.
"shrimpy! stop him!"
and you flung yourself onto azul, arms wrapped around his neck and head snuggled beneath his chin. he paused and sighed, wrapping his arms around your waist and glared back at the twins.
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Boring Meetings and Wandering Thoughts
A check-in of sorts, on how the Overblot gang really feels about the magicless student and the aftermath of their boss battles. Besides, they've all just come back from Winter Break, and Committee meetings are incredibly boring. Of course, their minds are going to wander.
Warnings: Possessive thoughts, dark thoughts, allusions to injuries, some of these boys flat out embrace their darker feelings, some live in denial, briefly mentioned jealousy, threat of violence
A/N: Hello! Welcome to a string of notes I have in my Rewrite outline that I really liked the way it sounded so I decided to drop some bulleted cannon for you all. Timeline wise it's set at the very beginning of Book 5, during that first meeting about the VDC. I had some other notes from that same meeting that elaborated more on the actions and actual dialogue occurring during that meeting, but I liked the flow of the boy's perspective more so here we are.
Riddle is busy. He’s running this meeting, and as Chair he just has so much to do. But Yuu is special to him, so whenever he gets the chance to breathe, he tries to pay them attention. And they're subtle, he’ll give them that, but he’s been close to them since the first week of school, and he knows them better than they think. So he knows something happened, but unlike everyone else in this room, Yuu feels comfortable around him. Yuu seeks him out, they take the time to come to him and schedule meetings if his schedule gets too busy. Yuu always stops to chat with him if they chance across each other. Time and experience and trust have earned him a spot as one of their friends, so he’s content in the knowledge that he can wait until after this meeting, and that they will willingly come to him and trust him with whatever it is that dared to bother them in his absence.
It's, well, absolutely abysmal to admit, but times like these, where the vultures and scum of this school hover around his Prefect, crowding their space and taking their time and stealing their attention, times like these cause him to think back on his Overblot with... fondness. The lapse of judgment and control was an absolutely dreadful affair, an experience usually looked back on in bitterness and self-loathing. He's tried to right that wrong and rectify the events leading up to it as well. But, and this is this disgraceful part, he can't look back on his Overblot with regret. Because Riddle will always relish being the Prefect’s first Overblot. It fills him with shame most of the time, that he lost control like that, that he needed the Prefect’s help, that he hurt them. But there’s a part of him that’s filled with pride. He was the first that they showed their immense kindness to, he’s the one who is called a friend, it’s his dorm they turn to first when they need help. And an even darker part of him is delighted to have left such a permanent mark on Yuu, the first in a collection of scars.
By now, he'd usually be asleep, curled up against the Prefect, lulled by their absentminded fidgeting with his tail. But not today. Leona knows something happened while he was gone. He can read the room, the tension coming off of Azul and Kalim, and the way the Prefect is favoring their left side (something they haven’t done since the Magift tournament). The cultural fair really doesn’t hold any interest to him, personal or otherwise, but he doesn’t sleep. No, today he watches, and he plans. Because nobody gets to hurt his Herbivore without his permission and walk away in one piece.
Honestly, sometimes it infuriates Leona how possessive he feels over the herbivore. They’re such a magnet for trouble, heck they caught his attention. It’s so much effort to look after them, and it’s exhausting to even think about the effort it would take to keep others from sniffing around them. But Yuu is worth it, for the way they look at him alone. He’s seen them scared, so it’s not that the way they interact with him is fearless, they’re not stupid. But the Prefect has seen him at his literal worst, seen exactly what he’s capable of, has been permanently scarred by his own Unique Magic, and even at his lowest point, they never looked at him like they were scared of him. Disappointed, yes, but never scared. It's baffling. No matter how vicious he gets, they don’t so much as flinch. It's... been a long time since anyone in his life doesn't flinch around him, doesn't flinch at his attitude or his threats or his magic. And Leona isn’t keen to give that up any time soon, no, this, Yuu, is worth some effort.
Azul doesn’t usually sit next to the Prefect, but after the winter break, he’s reluctant to let Kalim close, especially since the only seat still available is their right side, the side Kalim let his Vice Housewarden injure. It just wouldn't be good business practice is all, seeing as the Prefect is a reliable source of labor when they're strapped for Madol, and Azul protects his business interests thank you very much. A professional such as himself, a mafioso in the making, would not be blushing of all things every time Yuu swipes his fedora to place upon their own head. A businessman of his caliber would not be showing off, attempting to impress the Ramshackle Dormleader. No of course not, he's just practicing good business standards, obviously.
Upon reflection (another good business practice), Azul has come to the conclusion that it was not... well, a bad thing, to be dragged into the Ramshackle dorm's misadventures. He feels his debt to Yuu is paid off now, for the most part. The... necklace... he had given them during that vile loss of control has healed, so they can no longer use that as a bargaining tool against him. And now instead of putting them in mortal peril, he has saved them from mortal peril. They're even, they can start fresh, and he's no longer at a disadvantage when it comes to the Prefect. And upon even further reflection (again, always a good business practice, to look at situations from multiple perspectives and angles), he has to admit.. that... well. It was… nice. For the Prefect, who outmaneuvered him on multiple occasions during their encounter during finals, to genuinely ask him for help. To rely on him. He’s… not exactly… fond… of the idea that they might no longer require his assistance. So he’ll just, stay in sight, in reach, so it’s more convenient for them to turn to him should they need help again. It's just good business practice, to make oneself available for your clientele after all.
Kalim is observant and no one really gives him credit for that. So although he’s bummed he can’t sit next to the Prefect, he’s okay sitting across from them. It’s a better vantage point. He spends most of the meeting watching them, something he used to do before because they make funny faces sometimes, but now he’s looking for something specific. Every twitch, every stretch, every wince they might make he notices, trying to figure out if they’re still feeling any pain from what Jamil did to them. He notices every shift of gravity Azul and Leona make towards the Prefect, every easy invasion of their space, every curve of Yuu's lips in the semblance of a smile towards another person. He notices, and some envious thing sparks in him.
He’s not as flippant about his things as people make him out to be. Sure he gives away experiences and materials like it’s air, but that’s because they're just things. But Kalim cares about those he considers His. He might think of everyone at NRC as a friend, but he’s been through enough to know that some people are more than that, they’re His friends, the ones who have a place in his heart. Jamil for the longest time was the only one he had, but with the recent events, Kalim has found that there’s more room than he thought in his trusting heart, and Yuu fits that space perfectly. And of course, they fit in the new hole in his heart, a person like them is just so rare. They helped him, not because of what he could do for them in return, but just because they wanted to. When everyone else was tiptoeing around him, afraid to set off his new alter ego, the Prefect was upfront and brutally honest. After discovering how long he'd been lied to by the one person he trusted, Yuu's honesty was like an oasis in the desert. And he was a man dying of thirst.
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i cried too much reading your angst fics.
Now let me have a damn fluff. i have waste enough tears 😭
Can i request fluff moment with azul being clingy on his merform pls im dying for clingy azul 🥹🫶
hehe well be sure to get enough tears back the next time i post a black sheep chapter ;) anyway i left this up for interpretation in terms of relationship between (name) and azul? just so that it can be in either romantic/platonic sense. and just wanted to do a lil writing i hope that's okay!!!!
also more than likely ooc azul idk how to write sometimes :((
"azul!" you struggled to even get his name out. the pressure from his tentacles wrapped around your body was immense and his arms didn't help that matter. they were thrown around your shoulders in a death grip, his face rubbing against the top of your head.
"just stay still," he cooed softly, his languid movements creating quiet swishes through the water. you could faintly hear the leech twins calling out to you two, more so floyd than jade. you weren't entirely sure how long you had been in azul's grasp, nor why he was acting this way, to begin with.
"what's up with you today?" you managed to force the sentence out, but it only earned you a tighter squeeze from the octomer. in fact, the pressure was enough to rival floyd's squeezes. you didn't even think that was possible!
"mmm," azul hummed blissfully, not even attempting to form a response to your question.
"azul!"
"ah! found them~"
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