#floyd leech x mc

[tsukimara]

Oh wow.. r-request are open.. t-Tsuki-Chan… w-well don’t mind if I do.. c-can you w-write f-Floyd, Riddle, and Epel with a jellyfish s/o w-who can’t control their stings.. hehe.. *blushes cutely.*

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๋࣭ ˖ 𐔌Boys with jellyfish S/O who can't control their stings!࿐ . ۫

-ˏˋ⋆➔ Characters: Floyd, Riddle and Epel <3

-ˏˋ⋆➔ Hcs, Fluff, Romantic (but it can also be read as platonic), Gn!reader

-ˏˋ⋆➔ Warnings: None!

-ˏˋ⋆➔ A/N: AAAA HELLO 🎀ANON!! T-thank you for y-your request... *Looks away blushing* (We are not crazy I promise)

FLOYD:

• A sea creature? And a jellyfish at that?! You 100% got his attention!

• LIKE OMGGG YOU'RE SO CUTE!! Let him squeeze your cheeks!!!!!

• This boy is so in loveeee.

• He just needs to hug you- !! Oh this sting was unexpected. You can't control it? Well that's fine, that doesn't stop him from hugging you!

• He wouldn't take it too seriously, he'd just laugh it off and ignore your stings.

• In short, he will test how many times he will get sting if he hugs you for a long time. He won't lie your cuddles are interesting now!

• Sometimes he touches your cnidocytes specifically to see how they feel. He doesn't do it often because he doesn't want to get stings all over his hands.

• But if he's in a bad mood he can get a little irritated but don't worry! It will pass quickly when he remembers that you can't control it and he will go back to teasing you.

• Floyd is an electric eel (correct me if I'm wrong), right? If so, I doubt he would feel your sting very much. They would actually tickle him a little.

• He'd love to help you control your stings but doesn't really know how. Even though they don't bother him, he knows you don't want to sting EVERYONE who touches you.

• Like hey don't be sad! Hug him instead of others! He doesn't mind.

• He actually thinks it's a good 'weapon' to scare others away if they bother you.

• Still, he will help you, he will ask others and look for information.

• "Sorry I sting you again..." "Sting? It was more like a little pinch than a sting zappy!"

• Ah yes, his nicknames.

• He likes to tease you for not being able to control your stings so he gave you the nickname 'zappy'.

RIDDLE:

• Ummm, that's interesting..

• I think he would be slightly interested in your cnidocytes, but that doesn't mean he wants to touch them.

• He's not much of an affectionate person so he's not too worried about being stinged by you.

• However, if he was standing too close to you and you accidentally touched him with your cnidocytes, expect a yelp from him.

• He'll think you did it on purpose so he'll scold you.

• "Hey! That hurt! You can't do that. What if you hurt someone else? Your behavior is incorrect." "I'm so sorry Riddle!!! I don't know how to control them!" Oh-

• Since you told him that, he'll pay a little more attention when he comes near you. Not in a bad way but he doesn't want to get sting again.

• Now he'll know he can't scold you so much for something you can't control.

• Of course he will also tell you to be careful because he doesn't want anyone to get hurt (Actually he doesn't want you to feel guilty but he won't admit it).

• For that he will try to help you with them somehow. No matter what, he will look for a solution to your problem so you don't have to worry about it anymore.

• He knows that every time you tried to hug someone it always ended badly so you stopped trying to hug others.

• Riddle isn't really used to things like affection, but he'll try to dress up so you can't sting him and he'll let you hug him a bit.

• Just don't tell anyone!

• He will dress like this most of the time until you guys find a solution to control your sting.

EPEL:

• Epel doesn't really know how to react.

• Yes, you have something cool to defend yourself but he won't lie, he doesn't really like being stinged.

• But when he finds out that you don't do it on purpose, he will look at it differently.

• "Ouch! What was that for?- Ah right, that was unintentional." He'll try not to sound mad at you because he's not, he just never expects to get stinged.

• Over time he will get used to them and will say that you can knock down whoever you want!

• When he gets sting, he claims it didn't hurt him at all, showing that he is tough.

• It actually hurt him, but he didn't want you to think he was weak or you to blame yourself!!

• " !!- N-no, What are you talking about? Uhh... It doesn't hurt that much! See? I'm not as weak as others."

• He says it would be fun to prank someone with your stings.

• Epel is not a very affectionate person but he doesn't mind physical contact, sometimes it just makes him blush.

• That's why he will dress in such a way that you can hug him or hold his hand without worrying about hurting him.

• Even if the clothes don't fit and Vil might pick on him, he'll still dress like that. He wants to show you that he cares about you!

• He will help you control your stings, no matter if he will have to read thousands of books or ask everyone in the world if it means it will help you.

• He will even try to get something that can help you control them!

• If that means you'll be happy then he will be too!

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[quartztwst]

This whole account is just doomed yuri

Anyways, Fem Floyd x Yuu when?

(Fem Azul is their mother, change my mind)

LMAOOOO

[yan-lorkai]

*Randomly on yan Floyd's room, not even a couple yet.*"Floyddd good morning, i made you takoyaki and a hibiscus, white tangerine & peach bellini tea for breakfast also i refilled the candies in your jar with new ones of the same type but not caducated and brought you different ones i though you may like, i put the bad ones in a ziplock in case you want them for something, btw i cleaned your shoes and uniform and made sure the soap and softener were scentless so it doesn't bother your keen nose :), i ironed your uniforms and polished all of your shoes until they were shinning bright, why the room is shining? i cleaned it ^^, yes, even Jade's part of the room :)."

Floyd’s eyes drift open, still heavy with sleep, and then narrow in amusement as he takes in the sight of you — bright-eyed, standing in his room with a cheerful smile and a spread of treats and offerings that, honestly, he didn’t expect.

You were too much like an angel. His little, cute, squeezable angel.

“Shriiiiimpy,” he drawls, stretching like a cat and grinning lazily as he takes in the pristine room, the neatly polished shoes, and the shining uniforms. "You did all that, huh?"

With a glint of mischief in his eye, Floyd swings his legs over the side of the bed and closes the distance between you two, his gaze flickering between the takoyaki and your face, a smirk slowly spreading. “What’s this about, hmm? You think you’re tryin’ out to be my little housekeeper or something?” His voice is teasing, but there’s a trace of something darker beneath the tone, something possessive.

He snatches a takoyaki with his fingers, popping it into his mouth, savoring the taste for a second, then leans in close. “You’re gettin’ real comfy around here, Shrimpy. Real...dedicated.” His grin grows as he licks a stray bit of sauce off his thumb, keeping his sharp gaze locked onto you, his voice dropping lower, laced with dangerous playfulness. “What if I decided I liked havin' ya around? You wanna be my little helper, huh? Or maybe more than that, my personal cleaner shrimp, hmm?”

Without waiting for an answer, he leans back, letting out a low laugh that somehow sounds both amused and unyielding. "Guess it means I’ll just have to keep ya close… since you're so helpful," he teases, his eyes gleaming with that unpredictable energy that’s uniquely his and let's a gentle kiss - despite his teasing - over your forehead. “Don’t go doin’ stuff for anyone else, though. I don’t share, Shrimpy.”

[keibunss]

TWST redraw...

[schoenht]

OMG EVENT UWAAAAAAAA

May I request the muffin man but with the tweels? ⁉️⁉️

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↝muffin man

characters: floyd leech, jade leech

note: HI CHERRY ANON this was so fun to make i especially loved writing for floyd <3 i hope you enjoy this !!!!!

event still open!

[khoipyan]

FLOYD LEECH who…

— loves you.

gn!reader (you/your), just fluffy headcanons

notes; i’m having the brain melt over my pookie <3333

FLOYD LEECH who holds you tightly and never wants to let go.

He will, eventually, have to let go, he knows that. However, that just makes him want to squeeze you even tighter (if you don’t mind)! But it’s whatever, because he has plenty more opportunities to

FLOYD LEECH who grabs your face aggressively (yet gently) with both of his large hands, and starts placing obnoxious kisses everywhere on your face.

There’s no escaping his grip when he starts to attack your face with little kisses! He aims everywhere, saving your lips for last.

FLOYD LEECH who wraps his long limbs around you and pulls you close when you two are sleeping together.

He’s warm, surprisingly. However, if it’s not him hugging you like a human body pillow then expect him to be absolutely squashing you under his weight. He’s not THAT heavy, riiiighhtt?

FLOYD LEECH who skips out on his lounge shifts to sit with you, looking at you dreamily while you talk.

Oh, it’s definitely coming out of his paycheque for sure, but for him? Totally worth it. He gets to listen to you talk on and on about whatever your desired topic is, but he likes listening to your voice! On the contrary, he pays no mind to the poor unfortunate soul who has to cover for him…

FLOYD LEECH who leaves his opponent in the dust when you’re at one of his games.

Even if it’s just practice or warm-up, just seeing you sitting on the sidelines gives him enough motivation to hurry through the games and come rushing over to you! But, of course, he just HAS to show off. Only for you! ♡

FLOYD LEECH who honestly just adores you.

Who cares what you look like, or how you act like? You’re interesting enough for him so it’s all that matters, and anybody to judge you is gonna get a very non-friendly squeezing from him. How could he not love you, just look at yourself. You’re gorgeous, you’re so cool and he loves everything about you.

FLOYD LEECH who loves you.

And you love him too.

( due to be edited at anytime )

[mister-mizu]

Another floyd headcannon for the soul:

I like to think that as much as he likes his brother, Floyd sometimes gets really insecure of people thinking Jade’s “the better twin” because hes less outwardly brash and scary.

He doesn’t tell anyone though, not even Jade, but he can tell when his mood goes from his usual lost motivation to genuinely upset and writing it off as him “not being in the mood.”

Maybe back in the coral sea a lot of merfolk would prefer to hangout with Jade because of how unpredictable Floyd was (if the Leech twins werent avoided at all) and a lot of merfolk and even maybe students at Night Raven would often confess to Jade, with or without Floyd present or witnessing it somewhere in the background.

And just to add in a sprinkle of Sad and (sorta?) tie in my previous Floyd hc into this: maybe Floyd would garner a crush on someone in the coral sea during their school days, and everytime it would happen, that (mer?) person would almost always have a crush on Jade, and Floyd had always witnessed his love confessing to his identical brother.

He’s probably learned to give up before he tries, so the minute he sees his crush even glance over to Jade with The Look in their eyes, his faces falls but not in the scary, intimidating Floyd way, but in a way that makes even someone terrified of Floyd feel even just a little bad for him.

Jade is fully aware of all of this though, and he always rejects every single one of Floyd’s crushes. Not only because he cares about his brother, but mainly also because he wasn’t interested in them in the first place (LMFAOOO). It’s a unspoken thing that when these things would happen and Floyd would swim/storm off to be alone and upset, Jade would follow shortly after, usually with a peace offering of cake, snacks, or drink from a vending machine, and leave him to be alone.

And Floyd would, almost always, be fine the next time you see him. At least on the outside.

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I might elaborate more on this idea but this already looks like a whole essay 😭

[yuri-is-online]

Pff dont tell ANYONE from that fish dorm about being lonely. Cant be trusted.

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. You guys feel very strongly about this. And on the one hand I do think there's some truth to the idea you shouldn't tell someone who likes to manipulate people that you are lonely because that makes you vulnerable... I've been through periods of intense loneliness in my life. It has a way of making you feel weird, and behave abnormally. Even when you want to keep it to yourself it sort of just jumps out in conversation, so I somehow doubt those fish people wouldn't notice you were lonely. It wouldn't be a matter of telling because they would know, and they all would prey on it. Azul for labor, Jade for information but Floyd...

He seems to actually like hanging out with Yuu. I just read his birthday boy vignette today (i picked up the platinum bundle :/) and he is constantly inviting Yuu to do things. He wants you to bring him candy, he wants to make takoyaki with you, hell he makes a joke about teaching you to swim in Chapter 4 but I think he'd totally do it. Because it sounds fun and he loves doing random things, so long as there are no stuffy rules to follow. So I do not think he would really see you as being lonely and go "hah gonna make fun of shrimpy till they cry and black mail em" well not too much anyway, but he absolutely would hang out around you more to try and harass you into doing things with him. Cause you're lonely, he knows you will indulge him. And that would make me feel a little less lonely, even if it is kind of toxic.

It's also important to note that longing for friendship and longing for a partner are two different sorts of loneliness. The latter is much easier to mask, and much different. So different I would say that the fish people would not notice it unless you told them... for a different post maybe.

[pearl-dragon-cavern]

🦈: *Happy Floyd Noises* (((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o)))

[mirx-xko-offical]

Falling for you?

Hurt!Floyd x GN!Reader

TWs: None<3 (I think-)

INFO~

ALREADY ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP FLOYD BEING A TOTAL DUMBASS (We still love him tho) IMPLIED GN READER Also not proof read but I'll worry abt that later-

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"What do you mean by, You simply fell again?"

"I meant I fell, what else."

"YOU GOT BLASTED OUT OF A WINDOW-"

"And..?"

"Oh my sevens..."

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Who wouldn't just love to have their own personal nurse? Floyd surely should especially with how much [Name] needs to help him. Floyd always seem to shake it off though. Speaking about [Name], here they are patching him up YET again.

"And how did this happen..?" [Name] said as they stood in the nurses office with the twins, seeming done with their life already.

"I fell." Floyd shrugged only getting 'Are you sure' stares from his partner. "Jade? What happened to him?" [Name] Turned to the slightly smaller twin, clearly not trusting their boyfriend one bit.

"Well we had some complications while in professor Crewels class."

"And..?"

"He got blasted out of the window."

The look on [Name]'s face as they turned to look at their boyfriend who was just looking out the window as if nothing had just happened. "You got thrown out of a window and you're telling me you tripped??"

"Yep." Floyd looked over to his partner, leaning back into the bed seeming to not care. "HOW ARE YOU SO CALM ABOUT THIS!?" They panicked as they ran to cup the merman's cheeks, carefully checking for injuries.

"I'm fine~ like I said, I just fell." All his partner gave him was a sigh before shooing his brother out and simply grabbing band aids and a small wrap of bandages. "Did you at least break anything..?"

"Nope."

"How the fu... Whatever I give up on questioning things."

[Name] simply shrugged before grabbing some alcohol and cotton balls. "Well since you survived that fall without breaking anything, I don't think I'd need to warn you about the alcohol." [Name] assumed, pouring some of the liquid onto the small, fluffy ball

"Yeah, yeah whatever." Floyd simply grumbled, his mood swinging quite a bit. "Just get it over with- OW!" Floyd jumped as [Name] placed the cotton ball on Floyd's cheek, making him jump in surprise.

"Be easy jeez!"

"How the hell did that hurt!?"

"Now it stings!" Floyd whined as [Name] gave him another look. "No way you could handle a two story drop but not some alcohol..." [Name] was nonetheless getting tired of their boyfriends antics.

[Name] sighed before applying the alcohol to his cuts and bandaged him up, giving him a kiss on the cheek as a reward for not whining as much as he usually would.

"Now the hard part is over." [Name] mumbled, seemingly talking to them self more than their partner. "Meh. That just means I gotta go to work now~" [Name] smacked him on the head before dragging him out of the nurses office.

"Off you go. I have to go check on grim anyways." [Name] shoved him off of them, running away before he could latch himself on them again.

"Awh..."

Why is Floyd so silly to write 🤭

Anyways this is my first time writing on here and I kinda didn't know what to do yet so here you guys go <3

I also might start posting on wattpad again (If I have motivation-) so if you want to, go follow! (Pls do not read my other stories, half of them were given up on...)

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[lipstick-stain]

i saw @moon-bacon’s post that had twst boys as host club members & i thought floyd would be a better hikaru because their personalities and motives better align :-)

i made this quick lil sketch based on this screen cap:

[lychee-face]

If ur bsf with either najma and love jamil or besties with one of the tweels and in love with the other just know that u have no other theme song than bfb from victorious

ALSO LISTENING TO THE LYRICS AGAIN IT FITS THE TWEELS ALMOST PERFECTLY BC THEYRE LIKE 191 CM(6’3)

[twisted-up-in-wonderland]

For those not in the know, in nature, cleaner shrimp have a symbiotic relationship with moray eels. The shrimp clean the eels’ teeth and the eels provide the shrimp with protection.

Sooooo, in this case…

Cleaner shrimpy cleans their moray eel mer up after fights and the eel protects his shrimpy from harm!

Symbiotic harmonyyyyyy 💜

his cleaner shrimp

Pairing: Floyd Leech x gn!reader

Synopsis: you had only meant to help him once, but he attached himself to you straight away

Tags: fluff, comfort, humour(?), Floyd calls you shrimpy, mentions of blood, Floyd and Jade fought, bot proofread

Word count: 1.5k+

Notes: more floyd fluff! this fic was originally angst can u believe it anyways i was inspired to do a classic shoujo manga scene hehe

'I did nothin' wrong!' Floyd thought to himself.

In the shadowed back alley, Floyd sat curled up against the wall, his emotions roiling like a stormy sea after a heated confrontation with Jade. Anger still boiled within him, but the sting of his injuries dampened his spirit.

His left cheek was swollen and discolored, a vivid shade of purple and blue, with a raw, angry red spot where Jade's knuckles had landed with force. A small cut near his eyebrow oozed blood, giving his face a gritty and battle-worn appearance. His knuckles were bruised and bloodied as well, the skin was broken in places from the forceful punches he had thrown.

He nursed his wounded pride, nursing his bruised ego, and found solace in the alleyway alone, away from prying eyes. If anyone had dared to even look at him funny, they would be met with a fierce glare from his mismatched eyes, as if daring them to challenge him to a second fight.

But it seemed his glare wasn't intimidating enough, as your shadow started approaching him, prompting him to look up from the floor. You were a small thing in Floyd's eyes, not the best target for a fight, and definitely easy to throw around.

'Pshh... Just small fry...' he thought as he rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Uhh, hey there," you said hesitantly, holding out a plastic bag Floyd could only assume contained first aid supplies from the red symbols. "I couldn't help but notice you're hurt. Your injuries might get infected if you leave them untreated."

Floyd's initial gruffness wavered slightly as he glanced at you, surprised by your concern. But he didn't want anyone's pity or help, especially not from a stranger. "I don't need any help from small fry like you," he retorted, trying to sound tough and dismissive. "I'm not that weak."

Still, you continued taking steps closer, kneeling down next to him to stare directly into his eyes. "Even strong people can get infections, you know," you said, a wry smile playing on your lips. "It'll hurt more then, so it's better to have it treated now."

Floyd hesitated, torn between his pride and the growing realization that he did need help. Perhaps it was the adrenaline passing, but he could feel his bloodied hand throbbing in sharp pain. He cast a hesitant glance in your direction, taking in the softness and understanding in your face. In that moment, he decided to let his guard down, just for a little bit.

"Fine, whatever," he mumbled, begrudgingly extending his injured hand toward you.

Your touch was gentle and sure, and as you cleaned the wounds and applied antiseptic, you made sure to warn him of the incoming sting, though he seemed unaffected by it all. Despite his efforts to stay aloof, Floyd found himself feeling strangely comforted by your presence. As you continued to patch him up, he felt a warmth spreading through his body, a soft and fuzzy feeling that he couldn't explain. He wondered if that was the infection you had warned him about, but it didn't feel bad or painful; instead, it felt like a balm for his tired soul.

With your curiosity getting the better of you, you couldn't help but ask about the cause of the fight.

"So, what happened?"

Floyd looked at you, his eyes meeting yours, and for a moment, he hesitated. However, the trust he had found in your compassion made him open up.

"Shrimpy's curious, huh..." he replied with a small smile. "Okay, I'll tell ya, but only cuz you're Shrimpy."

You blinked at the peculiar nickname, amused and intrigued. "Shrimpy? Is that... me?"

He nodded happily, a hint of mischief in his eyes. You couldn't help but smile wryly at the odd choice of nickname.

"I had a fight with my brother," Floyd finally admitted, his smile fading into a pout.

"It's Jade's fault!" he yelled, his frustration evident in his voice. "He kept using those weird ingredients in his cooking, even though I hate 'em! I kept tellin' him, but he didn't even listen."

He paused, his voice turning quieter as he continued, "So I broke one of his terrariums to make him stop, but he got really angry..."

You listened attentively, humming as you carefully cleaned the wound on his face. "And so you two fought... I understand how that could be frustrating," you said softly. "You know, cooking takes a lot of time and effort... I'm sure your brother just wanted you to enjoy it like he does."

Floyd glanced at you, his mismatched eyes reflecting a mixture of emotions. He couldn't ignore the gut feeling that maybe you were right.

"Yeah, maybe he did," he conceded, a hint of contemplation in his voice. "But it's still annoying he doesn't listen to me."

You nodded, understanding his frustrations. "Of course, it's not nice that Jade disregarded your feelings," you replied gently. "But you should respect his feelings too. Breaking his terrarium wasn't the right way to handle it."

Your words struck a chord with Floyd, and he felt a pang of remorse for his impulsive actions. He knew better than anyone else how much time and effort Jade devoted to caring for his cherished terrariums, often staying up late into the night to tend to them.

"Aww man... Shrimpy's right," he muttered, feeling the weight of his mistake. "Jeez, what do I do now?"

You offered a reassuring smile, glad that his anger had dissipated. "It's never too late to make things right. The best place to start is always an apology," you suggested. "There, all done," you murmured as you finished placing an island dressing bandage on his face, a smile forming on your face at the job well done.

Floyd, meanwhile, stared at you in a daze, your close proximity allowing him to notice all the little details on your face. He felt his cheeks warm as a gentle affection slowly bubbled inside him. Your genuine care and gentle touch had triggered something deep within him, and he found himself feeling drawn to your presence.

"Floyd!" a familiar voice broke him out of his daze. "There you are!"

Jade stood at the front of the alley, slightly panting as if he had been rushing around. You nudged Floyd gently, having recognized that the man must be his brother, and gave him a reassuring nod.

Floyd glanced at his brother, momentarily torn between his pride and guilt. But he took a deep breath and stepped forward, his voice steady as he said, "Jade, sorry... I shouldn't have broken your terrarium, and it was wrong..." He confessed. "But I don't want to eat any of those weird things again!" he exclaimed with a pout.

Jade's initial surprise gave way to a soft smile, appreciating Floyd's rare willingness to apologize and make amends.

"I understand, Floyd," Jade replied, his tone more understanding now. "And I apologise as well. I should have listened to you and respected your preferences."

Floyd's pout softened as he realized that his brother was willing to meet him halfway. "Really?" he asked, a hint of hope in his voice.

Jade nodded. "Yes, really. Though I do not wish to, I will stop using mushrooms for your meals."

"Wait..." you blurted, turning to look at Floyd. "This whole time, the weird ingredients you've been talking about are mushrooms?"

At he nodded furiously, your incredulous expression only intensified. "But mushrooms are so delicious! Why would you hate them?"

Before Floyd could even start to complain, Jade approached you and clasped both of you hands, his eyes alit with surprise and excitement. "I'm delighted to meet a fellow mushroom lover! Would you like to join me on a mushroom foraging trip in the mountains?"

You blinked, taken aback by the sudden turn of events. As you tried to muster up a response, a pair of strong arms wrapped around you, pulling you backward to meet his sturdy chest. It was Floyd, and you could feel his warmth and presence enveloping you, his chin resting on top of your head, his hair tickling your forehead.

"No way! Go get your own Shrimpy! This one's mine!" Floyd exclaimed, his arms tightening around you possessively to prove his point.

Jade's lips spread into a wide smile, his sharp teeth showing playfully. "Now now, Floyd, I do believe you've broken a precious terrarium of mine," he hummed as he tapped his chin thoughtfully. "It's only fair that you give me something for reparations."

"Nuh-uh! As if I'd let you steal my Shrimpy!" Floyd said. In a fluid motion, he picked you up and started running off with you, while you scrambled to hold on tight to him.

You couldn't help but squeal as the unexpected playfulness unfolded. "W-wait! Floyd! Put me down!"

"Nope! You're my cleaner Shrimpy now! I'm not lettin' you go!" Floyd declared, his voice lighthearted and full of joy.

Maybe you should have been more concerned by his words, but you found yourself so captivated by his joyful and innocent laugh, that you couldn't help but burst into a fit of giggles with him.

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[keibunss]

Currently working on something, so here's something I made a while ago. I don't know when I'm gonna finish it but probably tomorrow.

[anbaisai]

AU where Mostro Lounge launches it as an official sporting event, because Azul smelled the business opportunity (featuring @raven-at-the-writing-desk's Miss Raven with Jade)

(Continuation of the book 4 mystery)

Bonus of the nefarious opportunistic octopus:

[khoipyan]

I’m the Enemy, You’re the Lover.

Ever tired of you being the one to hate the other in the ‘enemies to lovers’ trope? Congratulations, you get to be the annoyance of a certain boy instead!

gn!reader (you/your), floyd leech x reader, enemies to lovers (except floyd is the one that gets annoyed with you), uhh you get called ‘fish’ because it came to me in a dream (and it’s pretty broad giggles), the card game UNO exists in this world bc why not?

notes; i’ve never seen somebody write an enemies to lovers except it’s one-sided and YOU’RE the ‘enemy’ so here ya go.

notes2; 2.3k+ WORDS OH MY GOD. have fun readong ig

1. TRY HARDER

There had been a certain boy that was bothering you lately — teal hair with a black streak to the right paired with mismatched tired, heterochromatic eyes, and a tall figure — and you didn’t know what to do about it. In fact, you were so unsure what to do that the problem eventually resolved itself.

You sat beside that certain boy in class, and saw him nearly everyday; for some reason, he’d been trying to poke fun at you. Of course, being the bigger person, you don’t let your anger get to the best of you. Actually, you didn’t feel annoyed at all, let alone angry. So what if he kept throwing paper balls at the back of your head in class? He’d eventually stop midway when the professor told him off, or he’d stop himself when he got bored.

The most memorable moment of his antics though, was when he decided to talk to you directly. It wasn’t long before he tried to have a word with you, because you captivated his interest.

“Hey, lil’ fishy. How are ya doin’?” A tall shadow hovered over your table. Was it really a shock if you already knew who it was? Floyd Leech, the infamous twin of Jade Leech, who was the vice-housewarden of Octavinelle.

You only stared at the Floyd as you took another bite of your food. So casually, you spoke: “Hello. Do I know you?”

He shook his head, “I sit behind you in class! It’s pretty hard not to know me, you know?”

“I barely noticed actually,” you spoke so nonchalantly. Unbothered. “what’s your name?”

But ever since that conversation, everything had been different. Not that it bothered you, of course. It seemed like that one, single question was enough to leave you trailed with numerous attempts of agitation everywhere you went, but ultimately it had little to no impact on you. Over the weeks, you grew almost immune to Floyd’s attempts to peeve you.

The only actual mini-dilemma you had was when he chucked an eraser-filled paper ball at your head, to which you nearly shouted, “Ow!” to a ominously quiet classroom filled with the sounds of scribbling. Seriously, what was his problem?

He even followed you around to the library when you needed to study. Poking your shoulders, draping himself all over you, flicking at the pages of your book; it was like a never-ending round of torment, and yet you were somehow able to put up with this.

Even with the heavy weight upon your shoulders, you still studied the book as well as you did when Floyd wasn’t around.

And it finally happened; Floyd stopped leaning his full weight onto your body, and sat in his own library chair properly. “You’re a tough fish to scale, you know that?”

Without missing a beat you countered back, “I never asked you to follow me like a dog at my heel,” all while still absorbed in your book.

It was silent for the rest of your study session.

2. TRIED HARDER

There had been a certain person that was bothering Floyd — there weren’t any words to describe this person, not that he could think of — and he didn’t know what to do about it. In fact, he was so unsure what to do that he soon had hit an epiphany.

Floyd no longer visited you outside of class, nor did he throw paper balls at your head. It was actually very peaceful, knowing you had a moment of peace to yourself. Company or not, you didn’t seem to mind Floyd’s antics at all.

And that greatly annoyed him.

Why were you so difficult to probe at? What could he do to get a reaction from you? He’s been trying for weeks, only to no avail. Why aren’t you scared, or pissed at him? Floyd didn’t get it at all, and eventually he just gave up; he didn’t need to understand, who cares? Not him.

Don’t even talk about his moods, it’s been a rollercoaster lately. Every time he saw you, he wanted to walk over to you and converse so badly, but he didn’t. What’s the point if he couldn’t even get one tiny frightened expression out of you? Why did he even want to talk to you so badly? What was stopping him? Floyd just wanted to push you around until you toppled over like a bowling pin.

Why did you tolerate him so much? Why not scream at him and lose your cool, like Riddle? Or why didn’t you decline his company out of fear, hatred? You clearly had no ill-intent for him, and kept up so well.

Questions. Pondering, walking back and forth while his shoes click with each step beneath him on the flooring of Mostro Lounge, it was all he could do for a few days when—

It hit him.

“No, no, it was something else,” Ace argued, still chewing his sandwich.

Deuce furrowed his eyebrows at the redhead, “Please stop talking with your mouth open. It’s… gross.”

“I agree,” You nodded along with Deuce.

Ace swallowed, and then promptly spoke. “‘Kay, sorry. But still, I stand by what I sai— Oh. Erm.”

Your head tilted at Ace with confusion, “What? Something wrong?” It’s not like some monster was standing behind him, ready to grab onto his—

OHDEARLORD—

You yelped at the pair of hands being placed on your shoulders, following with the feeling of being quite literally thrown. Not thrown violently though, but over somebody’s shoulders; Floyd Leech, is that you? Ace and Deuce only watched as you and Floyd got smaller within the distance, while you helplessly tried to get the eel to release you.

“What’s your deal all of a sudden—?” You asked.

Floyd paused, and then gave you a generous smile, “I wanna play. It’s no fun when I play by myself, right?”

“Yeah, but weren’t you fed up with me last week? You literally got up, shoved your library chair into the table so hard that it fell over, and then slammed the door on your way out.”

“Naaah. Was just a short phase, ya know how I am. Don’t worry! This time we’ll get to play together, not just me playing with you like a chew toy.”

Oh wow, how comforting! You practically stopped abusing his back with your fists as you watched the hallways rock back and forth as you were being hauled away.

3. TRY AGAIN

“UNO!”

“Floyd, you have ten cards. You call uno when you place down your second to last card.”

In what world could you have imagined yourself playing uno in Floyd’s room? This one, perhaps. You two were in pyjamas sitting on the floor of his room, playing this frustrating card game. You and him have gone through several games, a wide variety from video games, board games, to straight up watching stupid cat videos on his phone (although it was nearly impossible to see his screen, because he was holding it in front of him and you refused to lean over his shoulder to get a better look). What made Floyd treat you so nicely this time?

“Yeah, so what? Let’s play something else,” Floyd shrugged as he lazily scooped up all the UNO cards and placed them back into a ziplock bag — you heard me right, a ziplock bag, because apparently Floyd had lost the actual box for the cards — before crawling over to you and draping his body over yours. Man, was he heavy.

As you attempted to push him off (with no success), your eyes darted towards the clock; analog, but it would do. “Ah, Floyd, you see— It’s time for me to head back to my own dorm, it’s kind of late.”

You could hear an overly-dramatic sigh from him as he got off, “Tomorrow then? Maybe? Pleaaaase? You wouldn’t leave a silly little guy like me alone for too long, would you?”

Okay, that’s a new one. Add that to the list of reasons not to leave Floyd, according to himself.

“Alright, alright. Tomorrow,” you said as you gave him a warm smile, “why am I always visiting you, don’t I bore you sometimes? Not that I mind, of course.” Did you mind? Now that you thought about it, lately you have been spending more time around him. It first started as Floyd hauling you around like a heavy beanbag when he wanted to loiter around with you, but now? You would be willingly taking his hand, and he’d no longer have to throw you over his shoulder.

Floyd blinked, and then only flashed his signature toothy grin, “Because I like spending time with you, obviously!”

4. WHO TRIED HARDER?

Little did you know, that was not the reason. Not most of it, at the very least.

Floyd’s little realization was when he was in bed snacking away at his stash of treats. Don’t judge him, he gets a lil’ hungry at night.

Anyways, has he ever realized no matter how much he tried, he couldn’t get a reaction out of you? Why was that? What’s up with you? How did you manage to put up with him no matter what he did?

He actually kind of liked that. You know what, it was pretty cool.

Sure, it was fun when Floyd teased Riddle to the point of the little goldfishes’ face turning the same shade of red that his hair was, but… it was nice when you gave him no reaction. When you didn’t mind his bothering, when you didn’t mind his presence, him.

He actually had to set his snacks aside and think; he had loathed you at one point for giving him nothing in return for pestering you, isn’t that funny? Haha, ahaha. He’ll pester you again, but this time, make it better.

In fact, Floyd was already planning out the ideas in his head. Maybe he should drag you to his favourite places, or make you try his food; he’s a good cook when he wants to, after all!

There were so many things he wanted to do with you, and if you could tolerate him then, you could definitely play with him now. This time though, he’ll try to make sure you also enjoy yourself.

5. DID YOU TRY HARDER?

Recently, you had been spending lots of time with Floyd. Not that you minded though, as you previously stated that one night.

You were just lying in your bed when you thought more about it; not exactly a realization, but a thought before bed.

Floyd was treating you nicely, nicer, and you noticed. To be honest, you didn’t really want to spend so much time with him again. It wasn’t exactly worth your time, or so you thought.

However, your words were quickly proven false by Floyd (which is something you never thought could happen). It started to once a week, merely an hour, to almost everyday. At least once a day, he would greet you before heading to (or skipping) class.

The attention was nice, to be honest. Sometimes it got boring being alone, and it was alright with you at first. Loneliness is a tough thing to battle though, so Floyd was practically fighting it for you.

There was only one thought on your mind as you drifted of to sleep, your own realization:

‘I want to spend more time with you, if that’s okay. I wouldn’t mind at all.’

6. TRY YOUR HARDEST!

“Shut up! And give me the letter back, I wasn’t done writing it—!” As you reached for the unembellished letter, Floyd pushed your face away using his finger against your forehead. This little—

“Naaah. Let me read it, little fish! What’s up with you?”

Your attempts at taking the letter were failing, as Floyd read the contents. Slowly, his thrilled expression dropped, just a bit.

As Floyd read the letter, you stopped trying to grab it. This was very embarrassing. The letter wasn’t meant to be read, not ever, and especially not by Floyd himself.

“Dear Floyd,

There has been a certain Leech that was bothering me lately — teal hair with a black streak to the right paired with mismatched tired, heterochromatic eyes, and a tall figure — and I didn’t know what to do about it. In fact, I was so unsure what to do that the problem eventually resolved itself.

At first, you didn’t really catch my attention. I don’t usually give up my attention for people who attempt to pester me, which I think is fair. However, after spending lots of time with you, I’ve decided that I have taken a liking to you.

An extreme liking, though. I like spending time with you, and sometimes I even think I could spend the rest of my life with you forever. That doesn’t sound bad, does it?

Knowing that you’ll never read this letter, I can write whatever I want. So, I declare my love for you. I don’t know when I’ll tell you this (if ever, at all), but I love you.”

It was silent. The tension in the air was so thick, you could practically cut it up and serve it to people.

And then Floyd threw the letter aside, practically launching himself at you. It was hard not to fall to the ground as Floyd squeezed your life away (as gently as he could, but that wasn’t working out too well).

“Floy— Floyd, please—”

“But you LOVE me! You really really love me,” Floyd exclaimed as his grip only got tighter. “And I love you too! I knew I could win you over by dragging you around with me.”

“And what if it wasn’t a love letter?”

Floyd shrugged carelessly, “Then I’d just have to try some more.”

“And if I said no?”

“Ehh, I wouldn’t push it. I’m not like that, y’know. But you didn’t have to say no this time, ahaha!”

This was dearly embarrassing, but it did turn out well for you. You gave into Floyd’s embrace and hugged him back, with one final request:

“If it’s alright, I would like to take you somewhere this time.”

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