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FLOJAMI IN PASWG STYLE!!

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This drawing was finished months ago and originally had a comic to go along with it, but unfortunately I wasn't liking how the comic was turning out so I'm posting this without it </3

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Just a little bit messy

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hear me out on Jamil trying to make a personalized lunch for Floyd— it's no big deal, he just wakes a little earlier than usual and has extra time on his hands. He feels like making something new— and, hey, it's worth working on his food's presentation since someone STILL calls it plain (not naming names..)

Come lunch, and he silently hands Floyd a spare container as they sit in their spot, and Floyd cracks it open.

Plain.

Jamil immediately pops the lid off of his own container, seeing a lunch that matches the one he gave to Floyd almost exactly.

No.

Oh no.

Oh, no no no no—

He gave Floyd's lunch to KALIM.

(no, the lunch did NOT have a corny Scalding Sands saying scribbled on the inside of the lid, no, the lunch did NOT have the veggies carved into disgustingly intricate shapes in order to make them "interesting", no, the sausage WAS NOT cut into OCTOPUSES.)

Anyways, THIS is how Kalim finds out there's something officially between Jamil and Floyd. Because of a stupid lunch mixup.

HELPSHEHSH this is so funny im gonna think about this forever.

Because Floyd would just watch in confusion as Jamil sinks in his seat and hides his face. Until Kalim comes up to where they’re sitting and holds up the lunch with a smile, “Jamil… This lunch is very cute! But… I have a feeling you didn’t intend this to be mine, right?”

And now Floyd’s in tears, literally unable to breathe from how hard he’s laughing, while Jamil very awkwardly takes the lunch back from Kalim. And Kalim looks between the two like, “Oh?….. Oh!”

And now Kalim insists he should through a party to celebrate and Jamil is insisting that No, We do NOT need a party, get back here, stop planning. But in the end, Kalim is weirdly giddy about the two of them, going on and on about how yes, Jamil needs romance! Fun! Surely Floyd will teach Jamil to have fun! While Jamil is just utterly mortified.

On the positive side of things, however, Kalim is surprisingly helpful when it comes to coming up with excuses whenever Jamil sneaks out of Scarabia. On the negative side of things, now anytime Jamil makes Floyd a semi decent lunch, the mermaid snickers.

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🦈 FloJami 🐍

Pretty proud of this one, except the background so I made a blank version too

For Floyd's hand, there's someone on tiktok that is drawing all twst characters' hands headcanon and I loved Floyd's one so much I added it into my design. Please check their awesome art at "poupoumaniac" on tiktok

Summoning the god of flojami: @blondeaxolotl

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weekly flojami #19.2 (ao3 link) (part 1)

♡, #4 “See? Easy. Just kinda messy to make, I guess.” Floyd mumbled quietly around a spoonful of tiramisu in his mouth. He watched quietly as a very disgruntled Jamil shook his jacket around to try to get rid of the crumbs that were seemingly out to get him. 

“It wouldn’t have been so messy if someone hadn’t started trying to torture me by throwing cookie crumbs at me,” Jamil grumbled quietly, giving up on trying to clean the jacket and just wrapping it around his waist. 

Floyd licked the spoon with a lazy hum, shrugging as he glanced away from Jamil. “Dunno who you could possibly be talking about~” Jamil glared, as Floyd smiled, sharp teeth glinting ominously in the odd light of the Octavinelle kitchen. “‘Sides, a few cookie crumbles are hardly torture, if torture is what you’re looking for, then-”

“I am not. Thanks, stop talking now,” Jamil scowled as Floyd giggled, teeth biting on the spoon to try to stop his laughter. Jamil almost called him annoyingly, frustratingly cute, but before he could try and get back at Floyd by flustering him, he sensed a now familiar (evil) force behind him. He whirled around just as Floyd looked up and behind Jamil.

Jade stood there with a frown. Hair messy, and pajamas rumpled, it was around 3 am, after all. Jade gave a Look to Floyd, tilting his head as if to ask a silent question before his gaze moved to Jamil. Jade’s eye twitched.

They stood there in silence. Jamil felt like he was in a unspoken staring contest. But then Floyd moved forward, in front of Jamil, holding up a forkful of the tiramisu he had just thought Jamil to made up to Jade. “Look, we made more.”

 Jade frowned. He stared at the fork for a while, contemplative, but Floyd eventually started waving the fork around in his face and making what Jamil was guessing was Floyd’s attempt at ship sounds, given that Floyd whispered ‘here comes the shiiiiip’ before poking Jade’s cheek with the fork.

Jade ate the tiramisu very begrudgingly. Once finished, he opened his mouth once more just for Floyd to shove more. Jade made a disgruntled noise as Floyd snickered. 

Jade’s gaze remained trained on Jamil. It was strange. Jamil was now used to Jade’s angry glare, but this look was more of a melancholy stare. Jamil hesitated. Okay, his mission was to make Jade LIKE him, not make him look like a kicked dog when Floyd hung out with Jamil instead of him.

“Um, Floyd made this batch for you. He said that apparently, Azul gave most of the last batch to Riddle, so he wanted to make a batch for you.” Jamil hummed, tilting his head. “Honestly, I just came here to do my homework while watching him cook, but then he started narrating like he was some TV show host. And then he attacked me with cookie crumbs.”

Floyd gave an indignant gasp at being accused of attacking, “I did NOT attack you, sea snake, I sprinkled you. Also, you did help me make it look neater, and you added the cute little icing decor on top.”

“That’s barely anything!” Jamil huffed, Floyd frowned, and Jamil frowned back. As Floyd and Jamil fell into a pointless squabble, Jade sat, staring at Jamil before speaking in a surprisingly soft voice. “You helped Floyd make something for me?”

“Well, I didn’t really-” Floyd flicked his forehead, and Jamil gave a frustrated groan, relenting. “Fine, fine. Yes, I helped, but all I did was decorate.”

Jade’s gaze fell from Jamil to the tiramisu cake on the counter. He stared quietly. It was cut neatly and decorated with cute little mushrooms and swirls drawn with thin vanilla icing. Jade’s lips twitched, and Floyd giggled, grinning excitedly, “Eh? Cute, right? It was supposed to be a surprise, but you’re the one who decided to come here at 3 a.m.”

Jade smiled softly, looking much happier than he had earlier, “Thank you, Floyd.” His gaze moved to Jamil, and for once, it was almost kind, “And thank you, Jamil. The mushrooms are cute. I’ll make sure to appreciate both your efforts when I eat it.”

Jade turned to look back at Floyd. Floyd gave his twin a wicked, knowing grin, and Jade only huffed in response. Seriously, Jamil swore those two could communicate telepathically or something. Jade sighed before turning around, “I’ll go back to bed, then. Please don’t stay up to late, you’re impossible to wake up.”

“As if you even TRY waking me up, mister whispered ‘wake up’ once and left.” Floyd scoffed as Jade left, his soft laugh faintly echoing in the hallways. Floyd gave a quiet hum, glancing at Jamil. “Well, I guess humans were onto something with using food to get to someone’s heart or whatever. Though I’d prefer if you left my brother in one piece”.

Jamil was about to mentally celebrate his breakthrough until he caught onto Floyd’s words. “One pie- Floyd, what do you think that phrase is about?”

“Like, taking a person’s heart, no? Some curse or murder or some shit, I dunno”

“No!”

જ⁀➴ ♡ - #5

This market was busy and very loud. But Floyd was very eagerly browsing through literally every single fashion-related stall he saw with utmost excitement, so Jamil thought it was fairly worth it.  

Floyd hummed a tune, bouncing where he stood as he inspected a rack of clothes. Jamil stood next to him, holding the mermaid’s countless bags. What he was learning today was that either the Mostro Lounge pays REALLY good or the Leech’s parents spoil the twins more than he thought. Maybe both. Who knows, Jamil is too busy watching Floyd’s excited face to really care. 

“I see, you’re having fun,” mused the most grating, evil-est, annoying-est voice that Jamil has ever heard. Jamil scowls as Azul meets his gaze. Then Azul grins at him, giggling before Floyd turned to face him, then Azul fell back into a calm smile. The audacity! 

“Eh? Leave sea snake alone,” Floyd mumbled, turning back to a particular jacket that had seemed to catch his attention. It looked nice, soft, and a pretty red color too. But Jamil wasn’t really here to shop. Instead, he focused on glaring at a way too smug-looking Azul.

“Hm, but I’m simply being nice. Pleasant even. So pleasant and kind, I was actually about to ask if your dear sea snake wanted to come and join us in Octa-”

“There you are.” Jade walked over towards them, carrying a shoe box that Jamil recognized had a label from the outdoorsy-looking stall that Floyd had speedwalked away from earlier. “I got new boots.”

“Let me see!” Floyd grabbed onto the red jacket before walking to inspect his brother’s new boots. Azul and Jamil engaged in a silent staring contest in the meantime. As Floyd fussed about the color of the stitching, Jade gazed over at Azul. “Next to this stall, there was one with strawberry-themed items. It had lots of bookmarks.”

Azul tilted his head, blinked, looking fairly surprised. Then he grinned, letting out a soft laugh. “Ah, I see. Thank you. I guess you liked the plant samples Riddle gave you, hm?”

Jade glanced away as Azul tried to muffle his laugh into his hand before turning to go to said strawberry-themed stall. Jade turned to look at Jamil. Jamil stared back. They both stared.

As Jamil was trying to think of any possible conversation topic, Floyd came back running from where he had apparently gone to check out. He held the red jacket up to Jamil, his cheeks flushed and his face aglow with a big grin. “Look! Isn’t it nice? It’ll look real nice with your sneakers, since it’s a similar color! This shade of red always looks nice on you.”

Jamil blinked. Once. Twice. He heard Jade snort behind him before he finally regained his thoughts in order to speak, “Ah. You got it for me?” Floyd nodded very eagerly, and Jamil chuckled, “Thank you, I’ll take care of it.” 

The rest of the market trip, Jade trailed along, apparently having gotten bored of watching Azul agonize over prices. Jamil walked behind Floyd, scanning each stall for something he could give back. Or maybe he could make him food? No, Floyd and he exchange lunches every Friday already. Stationary? Floyd would probably chew through it; he bites all his pens. A jacket? Floyd’s got twenty. Really, wouldn’t you think his collection is complete?

“He’s been looking for new bracelets,” Jade offered quietly behind Jamil. It took a lot of Jamil’s willpower to suppress a shudder because he swore Jade had just been standing next to Floyd. “The next stall sells jewelry.”

“Ah, thanks.” Jamil gave Jade a half-hearted smile before speed walking away. He browsed through the bracelets, picking a handful to make a nice stack. 

“This one has a snake,” supplied a voice from behind.

“Sevens above, Jade, someone’s gotta put a bell on you.” Jamil huffed as Jade gave him a bewildered look. Jamil let out a soft laugh, turning back to look for the bracelet Jade mentioned as he spoke, “But thanks for helping me. I’ll give Floyd an extra lunch next Friday, as a thank you, I guess.” 

Jade hesitated, frowning a little. Okay, maybe food is not always the way. Jamil was about to retract his offer, before Jade spoke, sounding awfully similar to when Floyd or Azul speak while embarrassed. Pouty lips, and avoidant gaze, and all. “I should thank you, too. For treating Floyd well. I apologize for antagonizing you.” 

Jamil blinked before letting out a soft laugh, “Ah, it’s alright, I guess I would have gotten overprotective if I suddenly found out Najma had a boyfriend. Come to think, I haven't told…Hm. I’ll worry about that later.”

Jade nodded. They fell back into silence. Then Jade added, “But if you mistreat him, I will find you.” 

At the checkout desk, Jamil was left wondering if maybe all those killer stories about sirens drowning people were true. If he ever makes Floyd mad, he’ll make sure to steer away from the oceans. 

જ⁀➴ ♡ - + 1

The beach was nice and welcoming, as always, it brought a nice, familiar coolness. Azul sipped from his drink, watching the waves roll, and watching Ace run around trying to catch a crab. 

At his side, Riddle was currently fighting Floyd over a plastic shovel of all things. It had been amusing at first to watch the two compete over who could build a better sand castle before the tide rose, but Azul was getting a little bored of watching Floyd use the same trick to win against Riddle for a tool. One poke to his stomach and Riddle would shriek. 

“WHY would you tell him?!” Riddle huffed, cheeks red, as Floyd yet again snatched a tool from him. Azul hummed, stirring his drink with his straw as he smiled. 

“Love is war, my dear,” Azul spoke simply, pretending not to notice Riddle’s glare. His gaze moved over to Jade, who was crouched by the shore, collecting seashells. Jamil was helping him, carrying a small jar that Jade dropped any seashell he liked in. 

Azul tilted his head, nodding quietly to himself as he glanced at Floyd, “I told you it would work.”

“Ugh,” Floyd groaned, setting down a toy shovel, which Riddle snatched almost immediately, “I can’t believe your stupid mermaid folklore book was right.”

Riddle tilted his head, looking up curiously, “What are you two talking about?”

“Jade’s been getting all grumpy over ya and sea snake, and Azul said some jargon about moray instincts or whatever the hell,” Floyd huffed, using his hand to doodle a snake in the sand, “So he started looking for mermaid books in the library one, and he found one that was clearly written by an elementary schooler about how mermaids like gifts and treasures and thingamobs or something. If you can appease a mermaid with things from their collection, they’re more likely to like you or something. I think it’s stupid.”

“You say that, but a couple of weeks prior, you stopped trying to annoy Riddle for a whole week after he gave you a bunch of gummy sharks.” Azul mused, remembering watching Floyd’s miraculous good mood turn into a great day for profit in the Mostro Lounge after receiving said gummy sharks. 

Floyd huffed, pouting as he turned away, and he scoffed. “Whatever”

“FLOYD!” Ace grinned up as he jogged closer with a grab in his hands, looking much too excited. His expression contrasted Riddle’s horrified one well, and it even matched Floyd’s grin. “I did it! See! Now you owe me a free meal!”

Floyd laughed, tilting his head to the side in amusement. “Yeah. I was gonna make you food either way, crabby. Now go put that thing back before goldfishie makes me pay your hospital bill.”

Riddle rolled his eyes as Ace giggled. It made Floyd bust out laughing. Azul didn’t see his expression, occupied with watching as Jamil tried to sneak a picture of Floyd. He smiled at his screen as he seemed to have captured what he wanted. He was so distracted that the poor, unfortunate soul didn’t even notice Jade standing behind him. 

Jade seemed to inquire about the picture, and Jamil screeched in response, phone flying out of his hands. Azul sighed, turning away as he pretended not to see the two race to Jamil’s phone. Okay, maybe some progress has yet to be made in the Jamil department. Azul supposed Jade didn’t take kindly to people taking pictures of shirtless Floyd. Which Azul found funny, because Jade had no problem with it when it had been Ace taking a selfie, but whatever, he supposed Ace wasn’t the one Jade had antagonized for weeks for supposedly trying to ‘whisk away Floyd to live among humans. You don’t get it, Azul, why a snake of all people?!’

Azul mussed. Jade had a similar reaction to finding Riddle and Azul in the kitchen at midnight. Apparently, now the guy doesn’t trust kitchens a 3 am for whatever reason. Still, though, Azul hummed as he watched Jamil settle behind Floyd as cover, accidentally showing him the picture he got. Azul watched in amusement as they both went red. His gaze went back to Jade, who seemed…surprisingly pleased. A soft smile on his lips before he turned back to the shore in the search for more seashells to decorate terrariums. Ah. Azul smiled. He hoped Jamil had desk space for terrariums. If he remembered correctly, mermaids like to return gifts if it’s a loved one’s partner they’re accepting. Jade’s jar consisted of red-tinted shells.

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I got distracted. Flojami drawn with dot brush.

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Biting Competition

Jamil was walking toward his first class, it was still very early so he was convinced that no one other than himself was there, but unknown to him a pair of mismatched eyes was following his movements. At some point, Jamil stopped walking and let out a surprised yelp when he felt sharp teeth nipping his ear, he turns around quickly and was not surprised to see who the culprit was. Floyd.

Floyd grins mischievously at Jamil, before pressing a light kiss on the Scarabia vice’s forehead and walks away like nothing just happened. Oh, but it did happen. And Jamil was already plotting his revenge.

- time skip -

Today basketball practice ended much later than usual, everyone was quite exhausted and most of the members already left the gym. Except two people.

Floyd was laying on the benches lazily with his eyes close, he had a shift at the longue tonight, but he wasn’t in the mood to work at the moment. Jamil walks toward the benches, and before Floyd could look up at him, the moray eel suddenly jumped when he felt two fangs making contact with his arm. Floyd stares at the bite Jamil had inflicted on his arm, before turning toward the snake, who was smirking slyly at him. “Revenge”, was all Jamil said, Floyd blinks one, twice, before a lazy smile appears on his face, “if we’re playing like that, you’re on”. Jamil didn’t had much time to respond when he suddenly was tackled by Floyd.

- time skip again -

“Jamil! You’re back, you’re came late-“ Kalim stopped talking when he noticed Jamil.

“… did something happen?” The housewarden asked carefully, Jamil raised an eyebrow “nothing happened, why do you ask?”

Kalim stayed silent, he just stared at Jamil’s face “you have bite marks and lipstick all over your face” he pointed out. Jamil quickly looked away “you’re imagining things…” he murmured before walking away, leaving a confused Kalim to question his strange behaviour.

“What happens to your arm? Why is it covered in bite marks?” Azul asked with narrowing eyes, Jade who was standing close by also was curious about it. Floyd shrugs before grinning “I won”, was all he said before walking toward his and Jade’s room, leaving a confused Azul and Jade at the entrance to the Monster Lounge.

(They’re so stupid and silly😭)

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eueh uuh Flojami as walruses

I wanted to draw my fav twst ship as my fav animal but it looks cursed 😭

Enjoy anyway ig...

Siiighh

Flojami fan tag: @blondeaxolotl (I hope you don't mind)

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Its late and my past my bedtime

I also think they are both major girl dads (Her name is Umi btw)

Oh and wip design

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weekly flojami #19.1 (ao3 link)

♡ Moray eels are territorial. Jamil hums idly, twirling a pen in his free hand as he browses an article on his phone.

Moray eels are very territorial and protective of their homes. But they’re shy. They rarely leave their burrows, except to hunt. They only attack unless provoked. Jamil wondered how much of their fish counterparts really affects mermaids. Floyd had mentioned pharyngeal jaws and mucus covering skin among other things, so Jamil figured that if the physical aspects are there, surely the non-physical ones would show one way or another. 

Or, at least Jamil hopes this is the case. Because if it is, he can just write off Jade’s recent behavior as just general territorial aggression and not him planning Jamil’s murder. But, well, Jamil supposed that, territorial instincts or not, Jade angrily mouthing ‘I’ll Get You’ behind Floyd can only be interpreted so many ways. 

So, yes, moray eels are quite territorial, and it seems their mermaid counterparts very much share this trait if Jade’s angry glare was anything to go on. The worst part is that everyone seems oblivious to it! And even worse, Jamil has no clue how to remedy it.

“It’s fine,” Floyd had told him with a light shrug, but Jamil was not satisfied with this. He was determined now. He will prove he’s such a good boyfriend that Jade will just HAVE to like him. Floyd finds his determination humorous, but Jamil promises he won’t be laughing once he succeeds. 

જ⁀➴ ♡ - #1

Basketball practice today had been exhausting. Floyd let out a frustrated growl behind Jamil, and Jamil couldn’t help but agree with the sentiment. Everyone was sweaty, tired, and mildly annoyed, and their coach had just made them do extra exercises ‘for fun’.

“That was not fun at all!” Floyd whined the moment their coach dismissed them, team members quickly moving towards the locker room. Floyd leaned forward, resting his chin on Jamil’s head, his arms crossed over Jamil’s shoulders. He couldn’t see him from this position, but he could practically sense the pout on Floyd’s lips.

Jamil raised his arm to give Floyd some sympathetic pats on his shoulder, “I know. But at least it’s over now, hm?”

Floyd only gave a scoff in response. Jamil’s gaze scanned the court, now empty. Until Ace was jogging out of the locker room with a handful of water bottles and oranges. 

They ended up sitting on the bleachers. Floyd sat between the two as he focused on peeling oranges, while Ace competed with Jamil to grab any slices Floyd put down.

“‘M win’ing!” Ace grinned, and Jamil made a face, rolling his eyes. He was about to chastise Ace for talking with his mouth full until Floyd handed him a full orange silently before moving on to peel another one. Jamil grinned, sticking out his tongue at Ace as the freshman whined to Floyd about ‘unfair biases’.

It was nice, this was nice. Jamil soaked in the domestic nature of the day, the stupid feeling of just pure love anytime Floyd handed him an orange slice. It was sickening enough that Jamil almost wanted to envision some future, with Floyd sitting next to him, peeling fruits just to watch the smile on Jamil’s face as he ate them. However, Jamil was easily dragged out of his (embarrassing, stupid) fantasy as a all too familiar hat came into view. 

“Having fun?” Jade asked, voice smooth, eyes sparkling, smile calculated. He greeted Ace naturally, calmly. Calculated, it was all calculated. Ace was too focused on trying to snatch the next slice to give Jade a proper response back. 

Jade watched Ace and Floyd with mild amusement before turning to look at Jamil. Jamil, who had been leaning against Floyd’s side, had Floyd’s jacket lazily draped over his lap. Jamil blinked, and Jade’s gaze suddenly turned so cold that Jamil almost shivered. 

“Hello, Jamil,” Jade greeted, smiling. Jamil swore that there was some weird, evil, dark aura around Jade. Or maybe he’s been letting Floyd show him too many animes. Jamil gave an awkward nod of acknowledgement before glancing away. 

“Floyd, Azul is waiting for you. He said you promised to teach him how to make tiramisu.” Jade spoke warmly; the evil aura disappeared the moment his eyes were off Jamil. 

“Yeah, yeah. Here, Crabby, take this one.” Floyd handed the last orange to Ace, who happily shoved the entire thing in his mouth before mumbling what sounded like a thank you. 

Floyd stood up quickly, brushing his pants to get rid of any small bits of orange skin. He glanced at Jamil and grinned as he spoke, “See ya later, sea snake.”

Floyd gave him a wink before heading to the door, and Jamil would have said goodbye if it wasn’t for the oddly terrifying ‘polite’ smile that Jade was using to keep him paralyzed in place. He barely registered, Floyd stretching as he left or Ace snatching Jamil’s orange slices. But he did manage to overhear Floyd’s muffled complaint from the hallway. “Dude, I’m not gonna die if Jamil keeps my jacket, it’s fine.”

જ⁀➴ ♡ - #2

The cafeteria is loud and busy as always. Kalim was chatting excitedly with the people around him, like usual, while Jamil silently ate his lunch across from him. He was content sitting in silence while everyone around him blabbered mindlessly, and he got to treat them as his entertainment.

But then someone flicked his forehead, and Jamil stuck out his tongue, already knowing who this was. Floyd managed to get half the students to scatter with one single glare and happily sat down next to Jamil, placing a plastic container in front of him alongside a water bottle with way too many stickers on them. Floyd hummed, “All these fishies are so noisy. Does it pain them to be quieter?”

“Someone’s in a good mood,” Jamil mused while Floyd frowned at him. He glanced over at Octavinelle’s usual table, empty. Hm. He moved his gaze to the Heartslabyul table, and sure enough, Azul was sitting next to Riddle, giving him a wicked grin as he offered him one of Mostro Lounge’s newest dessert. Jade sat next to Azul, munching on a burger, and glaring at- Wait. Oh. Jamil was being glared at.

Jamil almost glared back, but then remembered his initial goal, and so he offered Jade what was probably the most awkward smile known to mankind. Jade’s eye twitched.

Floyd held up a fork to Jamil’s lips, grinning excitedly. “Look, sea snake, try. Azul finally learned how to make tiramisu, so we made a couple of batches yesterday. I made this one, though, it’s practically perfect!”

It really was. Jamil licked his lips while Floyd practically glowed with pride next to him. Jamil risked a glance at Jade. Jade bit his lip, eye twitching, and he bit down so hard he was bleeding. Floyd hummed next to him, resting his head on Jamil’s shoulder.

“Don’t mind him, he’s just pouty because Azul banned him from eating anymore after he ate 3 servings in a row.”

“I don’t think that’s the only reason he’s glaring,” Jamil mumbled quietly. Floyd gave him a questioning look before moving to try and steal a piece of Jamil’s lunch. Jamil sighed. This goal is a lot harder to attain than he thought. 

જ⁀➴ ♡ - #3

The library felt warm. They were sitting by the big windows, tucked away into a corner of beanbags and assorted pillows. The sun was setting, lighting the library in a warm, orange hue that almost reminded Jamil of hugs and orange peels. Floyd was asleep, eyes closed and face relaxed as his head used Jamil’s legs as a pillow. 

Floyd had mentioned once how he liked how warm Jamil was. Jamil had taken it as just a small, mindless compliment, but he seriously underestimated how serious Floyd was about that, because the mermaid took practically any chance possible to use Jamil as a pillow. Jamil wondered if that was due to Floyd’s affectionate and ‘squeeeeeeze!’ nature or if the guy was just sleep-deprived. Maybe both. Nonetheless, Jamil liked the weight Floyd provided, so he was content to just work around him. 

But then, as if he could SENSE them- and maybe he can, actually, the twins always seem to find each other whenever they look -Jade walked into the library and practically made a beeline to where Floyd and Jamil were. 

“Azul is looking for him. He said he wanted to organize the kitchen today”. Jade spoke flatly, eyes scanning Jamil like he was an uninvited guest to his imaginary cave hidden behind coral. A guest is invading his habitat and touching his treasure trove and blatantly showing off that he is in Jade’s space. Listen, Jade had already been losing his mind over Jamil and Floyd, and now, recently, he’s had a sudden bout of aggression towards Riddle, too, who was starting to form a habit of standing way too close to Azul. Really! Is it just invade Jade’s habitat month?!

So it was safe to assume, Jade didn’t even have a want to try and put on his usual smile. Jamil hummed thoughtfully. Jade and Floyd really were a lot alike, if he thought about it. Jade’s stance now reminded Jamil of when Floyd had been more than ready to bite someone in the basketball club when they said Ace was a weak shot. 

“Can’t you let him take a break? Surely, you’d benefit from one too. You both work hard. Maybe you need a nap too.”

Jade blinked. His face faltered, and he glanced away. He bit his lip, “Maybe. But Azul needs-”

“I think Azul will live if you take a well-deserved break,” Jamil spoke gently. He surprised himself, really, maybe hanging out with Floyd was making him soft. 

Jade frowned, his gaze fell to Floyd and then back to Jamil, and he- Wow. Jamil didn’t think Jade was capable of pouting, but there he was. “Fine.” 

And as easily as he had come, Jade left. Huh. Maybe Jamil should use this kindness tactic more; it was surprisingly effective.

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Floyd and weirdly Floyd shape cat meet

I didn’t know what else to do💔

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Floyd owns a lot of shades of lipsticks in his room (where ever they are), why does he own so many?

Well

Guess

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Floyd… let go of Jamil’s cheek pls

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Y'all I think he has something to say

(Floyd wears one of Jamil's gold head thing as necklace while Jamil wears one of Floyd's earing thing)

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flojami #beachdate stimboard. [♡]

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I JUST FOUND OUT YOU STARTED POSTING YOUR FIC SNIPS ON AO3 YESSS, THE WORLD NEEDS TO SEE YOUR MASTERCHEF COOKING YOUR WRITING IS SO PEAK!!!! 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

ACK thank you <33 i really just wanted a nicer way to archive my longer ones, but if figured out collections so that’s neat,,its also because this next one is closer to 2k than 1k so i wanted some place to put that one