#interactions: azul.

[unblot]

@utsubotm : the first kiss is against his cheek, then another at his brow-- his forehead- his nose-- it continues until floyd stops to rub his face against azul's hair. he can't really curl around him the way he might had he been in his mer form. but both arms squeezing him in a hug will just have to do. / woe, flaz be upon ye

The sudden smothering is unexpected, but not entirely unprecedented. As opposed to his brother's preference of toying with his food before he eats it, Floyd often favors a more direct and hands on approach. Ordinarily Azul takes measures to prevent being either of their choice of prey, but Floyd just so happened to catch him off guard this time around. Yet even with all the measures he takes to be prepared every possibility, there's very little that could have helped him prepare for this.

Floyd's touch is overwhelming, Azul feeling the air leave his lungs like a helpless human dragged into the depths of the ocean. He drowns in Floyd's embrace, momentarily frozen & unable to fight against the sudden flood of something that had simply gone unspoken between them up until this point. Just as he starts to remember to breathe again, another biting kiss sears against his skin.

Floyd's placement of his kisses are not lost on Azul. Cheek, nose, brow, jaw, & so on. Practically every inch of exposed skin is accounted for, all except one. It confirms to Azul everything he already knows. This is not affection shared between loved ones, this is the attempted conquering of a predator upon prey. This is not love. This is possession.

Here they are at an impasse. Azul does not want to be claimed or controlled. And Floyd-- Floyd does not want Azul the way Azul wants to be wanted.

Floyd's grip slackens. At last Azul is able to find his breath again.

Their embrace ends just as abrupt as it started. Floyd is strong but Azul is stronger. So it's easy to pry the other off of him once he uses enough force.

The mer that Floyd is faced with now hardly resembles the suave & silver-tongued Octavinelle housewarden. In his place is a haughty & flustered octopus possesses all the clumsiness & idiocy expected of a teenage boy his age. His sleek hat has fallen from his head, the silver curls under it now disheveled and misshapen. Azul's glasses lay askew as well, threatening to fall off his nose before he hastily pushes them back up.

However, the most notable change to his appearance now is the deep blush painted across his cheeks and ears. A blush that Azul is doing everything in his power to ignore. Floyd may have succeeded in getting under Azul's skin, but he'll die before he relinquishes the power he's fought tooth & nail to possess. He won't let himself be devoured by anything or anyone, no matter how pleasant the sensation might have felt in the moment.

“ Floyd, settle down. ” Azul's voice is crisp, yet lacks its usual command as he steadily recovers from Floyd's ambush. “ There's no need to make such a spectacle in front of everyone. ”

It's only then does he even acknowledge the fact that they're not lone in the space. They may have closed for the night, but there are still a few bus boys cleaning a couple tables away, as well as a certain vice housewarden behind the bar. Even without looking he can feel his heterochromatic gaze on him, practically hear his low laughter.

That's all this is, isn't it? A joke, a game. Floyd only wants to make a mockery of him & undermine his authority. How stupid of him to be affected by childish antic. No matter, he won't lose himself next time. Floyd won't humiliate him like that again.

“ If you'll excuse me, I have to count the revenue made from today's sales. ” Azul smoothes out the creases from his suit, huffing quietly as he desperately tries to maintain his composure. “ Have a good evening, gentlemen. ”

With that he quickly strides in the direction of his office as fast as his puny human legs can carry him, careful not to spare a glance in Floyd's direction as he exits. Azul won't let him get the last laugh, he won't acknowledge the gleeful smile he's certain Floyd is baring him with that deadly maw of his.

Therefore he's unaware of the truth that lay behind him, turning his back on it without a second thought. And with the overworked bus boys focusing on their cleaning, the only one to witness the frown that falls on Floyd's face as Azul departs is Floyd's own twin.

[broh3m3]

azul and riddles

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

I want mama leech to beat up mama roseheart

But in all seriousness, I want mama Ashengrotto and mama Spade to talk about how much they love their boys and how proud they are of them (bonus points if you have the boys being bashful/embarrassed)

I remember seeing a fan art where Mrs. Rosehearts nags Mrs. Leech about her "indecent" outfit (because she's a mermaid; she's not used to concealing and constrictive clothes)... and then Mrs. Leech calls Riddle's mom an "old bitch" or something 😭Mr. Leech has to step in before the two throw down.

Decided to go with the second prompt because I'd like to avoid (physical) fights on NRC Family Day if possible! ^^

Family means Nobody is Left Behind or Forgotten.

"There's this really cool on-campus cafe, mom. Here, I'll take you there for dinner--my treat!"

Well, he had stayed true to his word. His butt was planted in a cushy, plum- colored booth, Dylla seated across from him. She swiveled her head around every few seconds, her glossy mouth agape as she took in her new aquatic surroundings. The jellyfish fixtures overhead, the glass partition separating salt water and seaweed from the eatery, the bar with its shelves of rare tea along one wall.

And their waiter?

"A-Ashengrotto-senpai," Deuce greeted him nervously, "you're working the floor today?"

The merman had shockingly dressed down, casting off his hat, scarf, and the dorm leader's jacket he draped over his shoulders. He was in a violet bowtie and simple white button-down shirt, his sleeves rolled up past his elbows, suspenders and a cummerbund accentuating his slight waist. A lightweight, flexible look for squeezing through tight spaces and sliding dishes onto tables before darting away to the next task.

"Yes." His clear blue eyes flicked up from his notepad. With a bare hand, Azul indicated the crowded restaurant. "As you can see, the Mostro Lounge is quite busy today. Normally I work in the back and oversee the establishment--but on days like this, a manager must be willing to roll up his sleeves and walk the talk."

"Oh, it's nice of you to step up like that!" Deuce perked up. "Your parents don't mind you being busy...?"

"Let us say it is a family affair." Azul removed the pencil from behind his ear and tapped it on his note pad. "Now then, do you and your sister need more time to decide what to order?"

"Sister!!" Dylla gasped. "Ahahahah, you didn't tell me your classmates were so funny, Deuce!"

"M-Mom...!!"

"Oya, have I made a mistake?" Azul's lips pulled back into a smirk. His words were slick and sweet--perhaps overly so. "I could have sworn that this beautiful, vibrant young lady was your sister. Your age doesn't show one bit, ma'am. It's a pleasure to meet you. Deuce-san and I go way back."

"Really?! He didn't really mention you in his calls back home. It was mostly about Ace-kun, Yuu-kun, and Grim-kun... Was I missing something?" Dylla asked, shooting her son a questioning look.

He gulped. Sweat started to bead on his forehead. "E-Er... Ashengrotto-senpai helped me study for the fall finals," Deuce said vaguely. No deals, no anemones, no indentured servitude mentioned.

"Did he? What a helpful senpai!! It sounds like you're keeping real busy between the tutoring and the part-time job."

"You humble me, Mrs. Spade! I wouldn't be able to run as successful of an operation as I do without the support of the rest of my team." Azul's grin grew. "And, of course, without Deuce-san's own efforts. I commend him for his commitment to the pursuit of academics."

"I know, right?" Dylla belted out a laugh and smacked her son--hard--on the arm. "Deuce is the hardest working man I know!! He did so much to turn his life around since his middle school days, went completely clean. It brings a tear to this old lady's eyes."

Deuce was peony at this point, flushed with pride and embarrassment. “I-It wasn’t much,” he mumbled, bashfully scratching his chin.

"Oh, you don't say... I'm intrigued. I would love to hear more about these tumultuous middle school days," Azul purred, leaning forward--his pencil and notepad at the ready, "and how Deuce-san has changed since then."

Cheeks lit aflame and cherry red, Deuce piped up. "M-Mom, PLEASE!! W-We're here to eat. We can't keep holding up Ashengrotto-senpai when he's got so many tables to wait on."

"My bad, kiddo! Can you fault your mom for wanting to chitchat with your classmates?" Dylla chuckled, shuffling her menu. "... I'm just glad you have so many good friends and reliable upperclassmen looking after you at school."

"Reliable upperclassmen? That sounds like my Azul for you. He's always been one to lend a hand to a poor, unfortunate soul in need--takes after his grandmother in that respect."

The octopus merman stumbled, almost dropping his writing implement. A full-bodied woman in a sleek jet-black gown emerged from the sea of guests and wait staff. She ferried a wicker basket piled with warm bread rolls, which she laid out before the Spades with a smile.

"Fresh out of the oven," she chirped, "and complimentary for Family Day, so eat up!"

"M-Mother," Azul sputtered--and was it Deuce's imagination, or was his senior's calm slipping? "I thought we had agreed you would stay in the kitchen and allow me to handle the front."

"You hadn't come in for a while now to pick up the bread rolls for this table, so I thought to come out and deliver them myself. Can't keep the customers waiting, you know!" Mrs. Ashengrotto wagged a finger at him, as if telling off a misbehaving dog.

Deuce and Dylla took a deep whiff of the rolls. They smelled rich and hearty of wheat fields and butter on a warm summer's day. The steam from the basket rolled up, coloring their faces pink and causing them to salivate.

"You made these yourself? They smell so good!" Dylla clapped her hands in delight as she plucked up a roll. "I can only make basic egg dishes! Baking is a whole different set of skills."

"I dabble a bit here and there! Baking is primarily a human thing, dear--but when Azul came back from his land boot camp, babbling about all this 'baking' nonsense, I knew I had to try it with him."

Azul had frozen, his eyes wide with panic. "I think that's enough sharing, mother!"

"So Ashengrotto-senpai was a diligent worker back then too..." Deuce clenched a hand into a fist. "That's so impressive!"

"Isn't it? Azul absolutely loves to learn new things! Didn't have many friends in his youth, so he'd study the day away curled up in his little pot--"

"Aaaaaaah, MOTHER...!" Azul yanked away from her and, placing both hands on her shoulders, attempted to steer her away. "I think I heard a new order being called in! You should tend to that this instant!"

"Wait, I didn't get to finish hearing the story!!" Dylla protested. She had a mouthful of bread, so her pleading was somewhat garbled. "What was that about a pot?!"

“H-Hold on, mom…! Sit down and chew your food first, or you might choke!!”

Their shouts mingled with the noises of the lounge. People, both children and parents alike, sipping slow jazz and eating up the underwater atmosphere, the air spiked with salt. Somewhere along the way, their voices were lost, becoming one with the group—like the many waves of the ocean weaving together in a larger body.

Mothers and sons, the bonds tight as that of the moon and its serene sea.

[crystallizsch]

Hello Ian! ♡

I hope you're doing well! ♡

I know how much you like GloMas, and with the rerun here I was wondering what your favorite scene/part was?

Thank you! ♡

hi hi sheep!! i hope you're doing well too 🥺💖💕

to be honest there’s a lot of favorite moments that i love for different reasons!! but if i had to choose a scene that lives in my mind rent-free it would be this:

these two ;;;

THESE TWO—

absolute chaos these two

TOP TIER DYNAMIC I'M TELLING YOU

i love it when twst puts together two guys I've never/barely see interact before, and then realize that their dynamic is actually really interesting/fun??? jamil and ruggie are both like very partners in crime and i love that

anyways this entire scene is just so funny it’s definitely one of my top favorite glomas moments 😭 and i specifically love just seeing jamil being unapologetically a terrible person (affectionate)

[unblot]

Azul gives a distracted sounding hum in response To Floyd's complaints, not appearing entirely disinterested but simply devoting more of his focus to his work rather than the conversation. Even so, no one is better equipped than him to multi-task even when he's eliminated his four other limbs in this form.

He continues reviewing the papers detailing the lounge's finances, remaining relaxed despite Floyd's extremely close proximity.

“ You're finished training the new hires? ” He doesn't ask if the training course has been completed, only if Floyd is done for today. He'd already instructed Jade to check in every hour should Floyd grow bored of his assignment. Azul has long learned to be prepared for anything and to expect the unexpected. In fact, working around Floyd's impressionable moods is practically second nature to him now.

“ -- You can take your break in here if that's what you want. ” The crisp professionalism in Azul's voice does not waver, yet there's an unmistakable softness to it, one reserved for the company of his inner circle. “ I cannot play with you though. This has a deadline. ”

@unblot asked: "Don't think I don't see you over there." It's not like Floyd not to make his presence known immediately -- At least not when he's in his more agreeable moods. "You know it's considered rude to lurk in doorways. Come inside and sit down."

It's also not like Azul to express sincere concern & sympathy, so he won't. But what he extends to Floyd is more than he would anyone else without the temptation of a deal to motivate him. / hi 👋

sometimes, when he was in the right mood, he liked to just watch azul as he was doing something. he may not realize it; but when he's alone he makes faces any time he's focusing really hard. the what doesn't really matter to floyd very much, just that it's nice to quietly observe things. content and silent, until of course azul catches him just standing there. leaning in the doorway with a strangely neutral expression.

come inside and sit down-

it's an offer, not a demand-- and floyd responds with a single note. hummed low as he comes into the room, to drop his weight down next to him.

" i'm bored. " he says simply, as he leans some to rest his cheek against the others head with a heavy sigh. but it's more than that isn't it-- he's frustrated because it's more than just boredom. there is a lack of something, and his mood has dipped because of it. and worse still, there is very little he can think to do for it. floyd fidgets with his own fingers, and lets a bit more of his weight lean as he does. satisfied to find that azul allows it, and lets him be. it's grounding in a way, not enough to fix the issue, but just so- that he doesn't grit his teeth anymore.

unprompted

[rath00ker]

NEW MANGA YUU JUST DROPPED

[rainbowsillz]

Azul Ashengrotto. | Character interaction | Genre: Dark?

⤷ Summary: He realized that everything was unreal. This world, his life, a mere playground for others in sake for entertainment.

He has always liked your expressions, it's a shame he can't touch or feel your warmth, although the first time that he defied his code, he has learned to pretend, reading his scripts, sometimes he can't help himself, he craves to see and hear you... more clearly.

“Shall we have a discussion together?”

Had you known, if only.. if only, you could reverse your time. You would not download this game as your friends suggested you.

Your future self lamented about your fate.

As you pondered what type of event was this about.

“Free of charge, let's say, it won't be harmful to you.”

It was a blatant lie, to cross a bridge, one must pay the toll.

The white haired merfolk addressed with a wide smile, there were options of words to choose. Yes or no, it depends with you.

....But then you can't move anything nor press on them.

You were albeit— curious about it, who wouldn't be? You were creeped out that there weren't the usual monologues.

“What the heck....? Did the system crash...?”

How could he had forgotten? You seemed spooked by this.

“Not Yuu's answer, I want your answers.”

You must be delusional, no, how... can a freaking 2D character verbalize with you, right—? Right? Have you lose it yet-?! And in perfect English too? He seems quite fluent in this... somehow?

“I'm going to 'delete' you out of this, I swear.”

That earned a fit of laughter from Azul as he gazed at you, with a hand on his chest and back with his feigned sorrows at you.

Despite the fact that he was in a sprite and on the screen.

His utterances to you will haunt you days and nights.

Your terrified face reflected in his narrowed turquoise pupils.

“I'm afraid you don't have the privilege, my dear player. Not when I already found a way to take you to Twisted Wonderland.”

[yuri-is-online]

Azul “WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU SHOT PEOPLE INTO THE SKY TO A ROCK?!??!” Ashengrotto

I'd also like to bring up the point that while there's water breathing potions I doubt they have anything to protect from the crushing depth of the deep ocean so I think he'd as freak the fuck out over the fact that humans have been that deep underwater. Very much in a WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!? HUMANS CANT GO THERE!” kind of cay

YES

I think twisted wonderland might have something that would allow humans to transform into merfolk, which would allow them to go into the deep ocean depending on the type of mer they became, but the concept of humans going as they are in submersibles is just odd. Then again he supposes your world doesn't have magic or merfolk so they don't have to worry about bothering anyone. Same with going to space, Azul's hatred of flying cannot be understated the thought of going that far up willingly is just so beyond him.

Azul is a very profit minded person, but his specialty and passion lies in hospitality and fixing niche problems. Space and deep sea exploration don't seem like fields he would want to expand his business into. He might be interested in the logistics of investing in those sorts of things? But the actual mechanics would just mystify him. The moon in the fucking sky give him a break.

[snailsrneat]

Azul Valentines Headcanons

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You can't tell me that this boy isn't the most nervous mf in the world when it comes to romance.

He ain't as bad as say Riddle or Deuce, but he's a close third place.

The poor boy doesn't even realize his feelings for the prefect until very late into their time together.

And when he realizes boy oh man is embarrassed.

Like he's supposed to be this emotionless businessman, powerful mage, and dangerous octomer, and here he is falling at your feet to beg you to just please let him take you out on a date.

And you're just some magicless human.

You're HIS magicless human.

And he'll be damned by the sea witch herself if he doesn't get that date with you.

Eventually after a lot of time and thought, he prepares the perfect date for you two. You of course saying yes(please say yes or else he'll have an anxiety attack in the VIP room in octavinelle).

He shows up to ramshackle dressed to the nines with flowers and whisks you away to your little rondevu.

You guys have a little picnic together in the woods just outside the campus, the scene is picturesque in a way.

Birds chirping whilst you two converse softly, staring lovingly into eachothers eyes, the wind blowing your hair out of your faces, the bright red blush covering Azul's pretty face.

There he gets down on one knee like he's about to ask to marry you but instead he grabs your hands and asks to be your boyfriend.

Who would say no to this man?

Once you say yes, he pulls you together and kisses you with such deep passion it almost makes you tear up.

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Look, I know it's not February anymore, and I had originally planned to put this out on azuls birthday but some things happened and it got pushed back. But it's here now so ye :]

[the-travelling-witch]

saw this template and immediately knew who it reminded me of

i think it’s pretty fitting except for riddle who’d probably be one second away from collaring floyd (if it wasn’t floyd next to him though it’d be accurate again bc you can’t tell me he knows how to play uno or any other card game)

[merakiui]

Glorious Masquerade coming out tmmrw which means I can finally know the answer to THE most important question in TWST:

How did Idia get his hair to be short?

- Amethyst Anon

WAIT OMG YOU'RE RIGHT!!!!! :O I think he just pulled it up and pinned it??? Maybe the excess hair is hidden under his hat. :D or perhaps it's a magic thing??? I feel as if the answer is so obvious and simple, but I'm merely overthinking it LOL.

BUT!!!!! I'm very excited!!!! >w< I only have 50 summons saved for Mr. Azul, but I'm determined to bring tako home. This is my dream and my delusion all in one: he will come home!!! orz good luck bringing home anyone if you are summoning, Amethyst anon!!!!

[nisobird]

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[keiyaku-tako]

List of... Business Partners.

A list of people that Azul talks to - as well as their tag! Feel free to request to be added here ^^ Also, please let me know if you'd like to be removed from this.

Romantic Partners

@blanketorghost - Yuu (Yuu Fujisaki)

Yuu, please stop putting yourself in danger. I love you, but it's not safe. I do not want you to get hurt.

General - Canon

@floydleechrp - Floyd

@halfafishandawholehuman - Floyd

@rook-hunt-chasseur-damour - Rook-san

Rook-san is intriguing... I enjoy talking to him.

@idya-shroud - Idia-san

General - OCs/Anons/etc

@blanketorghost - Ghost-san

Please stop trying to blackmail and guilt-trip me. I will not have you spreading lies about me to Yuu.

@incorrectmementomoriquotes - clownfish-san; kantokusei-san clownfish (old)

Why do you always do the craziest - pardon, oddest things?

@blind0raven - Kibby-san

I would appreciate if you did not continue to steal items from Mostro Lounge. And do not go whining to Jade.

@blind0raven - Ravey-san

I enjoy talking to you. Please do not get a bad influence from Kibby-san.

@blind0raven - Yuuki-san

@quartzztwst - Quartz-san

Where do I even begin...

@ggrocks - Sunny-san (new), kantokusei-san 🌻 (old)

No, you are not getting out of working at Mostro Lounge.

Pomefiore Student (L/N) 🪺, Pomefiore Student-san 🪆

How do I get him to perform at... Pardon me, I was just talking to myself.

@gummysharksorbet - Yuuto-san (Yuuto Watson)

@thehollowwriter - Quinn-san

🐀-san

🦊-san

🪸-san

🐬-san

🌹🪴-san

jar-san

comb-san

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

May I please get riddles mom and azuls mom interacting. Some thing about riddles mom being this really strict and judge mental person interacting with someone who got with their divorce lawyer is just so enticing.

Consider this interaction running parallel with this one, in which Riddle consults Azul's stepfather for advice while Azul and his mom check out the cafeteria's food.

Family means Nobody is Left Behind or Forgotten.

There was something to be said about the allure of a strong woman.

Azul felt that sentiment true when he stood next to his mother. Wherever she strutted, the people would part for her, letting the savvy woman in a slick black gown peel and a golden spiral seashell necklace through. Her silvery hair was pinned up neatly and speared with a crown-shaped comb.

She meant business. Ate it, breathed it, radiated it--and every room she stepped into bended to her command.

“I think you’ll be pleased with Night Raven College’s selection, mother,” Azul commented, passing her a clean plate. He swept his other hand over the waiting buffet. “Menu items are on a rotation, but there is always a good variety to choose from. The specials change every day—I have it on good word that today’s recommendation is the mince meat pie. They’re prepared by several highly skilled ghost chefs, some of which were personally scouted by the headmaster from three-star restaurants!”

Mrs. Ashengrotto nodded approvingly. “This will make for excellent market research. I would like to sample as much as we feasibly can. A shame to be without my tentacles though.” She tested a hand, fingers curling into her palm. “It would making fetching the food so much more efficient.”

“There are two of us,” Azul said quickly. He glanced around, making sure that no one had overheard the talk of tentacles. “We can split up to cover more ground.”

“I will stay here. I’d like to receive the mince meat pie fresh—it would be the most accurate way to judge the integrity of its pastry shell.”

“Then I’ll begin with the dessert bar in the back and work my way back to reunite with you."

“It’s a plan.”

With that, Azul took off, vanishing in a swarm of students.

Mrs. Ashengrotto headed for the counter serving the daily special. The line moved quickly—but right in front of her, raised voices flares up. She cocked a brow and craned her head.

A woman in a crimson blazer and skirt, mouth painted blood red, hair gathered into a tight bun, was arguing with a ghost chef. She jabbed a gloved finger at the mince meat pie held out to her.

“You must carve this up into a smaller portion size—exactly 300 grams,” she demanded. “Surely you don’t expect a growing boy to finish an entire pie on his own. The sodium level would exceed the recommended daily intake.”

“As I’ve already told you, ma’am, it’s impossible for me to give you exactly 300 grams,” the ghost chef retorted, sounding slightly frazzled. “Can’t you take the whole pie and divvy it up at your table?”

“The kitchen scales are here,” she insisted, “so it is most prudent for the carving to occur here.”

“Please, ma’am! You’re holding up the line!!”

Mrs. Ashengrotto cleared her throat. “Excuse me.”

“Hmm?” The lady in red spun around, locking eyes with her.

“E-Eeep!!” The ghost chef shrunk back.

Here stood two powerful, poised women—like ice and fire—and he, trapped between them.

“If you would be so kind as to present me with a mince meat pie, a knife, and your scale, I believe I can rectify this situation,” Mrs. Ashengrotto suggested.

“But you’re a customer…” the ghost chef said faintly.

“A customer with plenty of experience in both the food and the business side of restauranteuring. Trust me, I know what I’m doing.”

The ghost chef gulped and shot off. He returned moments later with the things Mrs. Ashengrotto had asked for, sliding them toward her from across the counter.

The lady in red sent an unimpressed look her way. “… And who are you to be making such bold claims?”

“Oh, just another mother like yourself,” Mrs. Ashengrotto calmly replied, "so I understand the desire to see our children eating well."

She had placed her empty plate on the scale after zeroing it, clocking the weight as 60 grams. Then Mrs. Ashengrotto brought the knife down swiftly, so fast that her arm was a blur. The pie was cleaved cleanly. She placed half on her own plate. The whole cafeteria seemed to fall into a hush as she slid the remaining mince meat pie onto the scale.

[360.00 g]

“Here you are, then.” Mrs. Ashengrotto passed the pie to the lady in red. “Subtracting the weight of the plate itself, this meets your specifications.”

The other woman's eyes narrowed, but she accepted the offering without protest. "At least someone around here is competent," she sniffed. "Thank you."

Mrs. Ashengrotto provided her most professional smile. "Please enjoy your meal--and send your son my regards."

The lady in red nodded stiffly. The ghost chef held his breath until the she was out of sight--then he deflated like a balloon with its air let loose.

"Y-You're an afterlife saver, lady!" the ghost chef sobbed. "I was at my wit's end dealing with that hellish woman!"

“Don't mention it, dear," Mrs. Ashengrotto reassured him. "I’m used to dealing with difficult clientele at my own eatery. We're kindred spirits."

"Do you like pies?" The ghost chef eyed the cut of mince meat on her plate. "Hold on, I'll bring you one of every kind we have as thanks for that save! Apple, banana cream, coconut cream, chocolate pudding..."

"Well, if you're offering--but I couldn't possibly have the arms to carry that much pie back to my table."

"Not a problem, ma'am! I'll get some of my staff to do it for you." The ghost chef clapped his hands, summoning several other ghosts to his side. "Boys, let's serve this lady some pie!"

"Yessir! Pie, coming right up, sir!"

"Ahahah, that's much appreciated." Mrs. Ashengrotto tucked a hand under her chin and chuckled. Won't Azul be surprised when he comes back! There will be plenty of sweets for us to share.

[crystallizsch]

The thought came to me randomly buuuut I wonder....would Yuusha judge my yuusona for liking Azul? Because I KNOW Jovie would judge her back for liking Jamil if she did

oh yuusha would - and i wouldnt blame jovie for doing the same ;;;

jamil 🤝 azul (using the prefect to try and get what he wants and failing)

them: yeah he's the one for me

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i know there's more nuance and depth behind it but simplifying it this way is so funny 😭

anyways yuusha would still be chill with jovie regardless :3

bc yuusha respects azul even though she does NOT like him (like she respects him more than she dislikes him if that makes sense)

so she's (mostly) honest when she says she's happy for jovie

yuusha's questioning jovie's tastes while hers is basically the same guy but in a different flavor (and she knows it)

[thehollowwriter]

My favourite thing about poly octoquartet is that Finn can never ever judge any of my moots' ocs for their tastes in men without being a massive hypocrite. @ramshacklerumble 's Gia is dating Ace? @theleechyskrunkly 's Paige is into Idia? @distant-velleity 's Yu with Ace (again)?

Finn's gotta shut his trap because he's literally dating the capitalist fish mafia, all three of whom are utterly bizarre and unhinged in their own ways. At least Ace is just a bit of an asshole teenager, the tweels are probably from q legit mafia family and Azul is, well, Azul.