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HELP 💀 even my watch knows i'm seeing my dad again for the holidays
#i found this very funny#my dad being here i do not find so funny#i was dreading his arrival#so far its been a day and im already waiting for christmas to be over#kinda sucks bcs my classes have been so demanding and i have some important exams at the end of this year#and im exhausted and just wanna rest#but instead i have to deal with him#anyway currently doing smth i can tell is annoying him bcs he already called me the r slur earlier today#payback ig#alex says shit
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pls draw killer sans exploding :(
Request recieved.. I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS CRIME.
#୨୧: MS paint 𐂯#killer sans#bad sans#bad sanses#he died#payback from nm... ig#murder time trio#undertale#sans#utau
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The Song We Are Drawn Towards; Floyd Leech
A song rests in the heart, calling out to the one who completes the harmony. Their match pulls at them, as the moon does the tide.
Main Character: Floyd Leech
Supporting Roles: Mrs. Leech, Jade Leech, Azul Ashengrotto, Deuce Spade (if you squint)
Content: Soulmate AU (I use the term soul match instead), gender-neutral reader, hurt/comfort/crack, reader is not amused, can be read as familial, platonic, or romantic and that was done on purpose, some Azul slander
Content Warning: Swearing, blood (Floyd)... just Floyd things (I love him, but he comes with his own warning). I don't want to spoil the ending but do read it with caution if it's triggering for you.
Word Count: 5 K
Author's Note: Please do not repost my works to other websites or into AI software. I will be writing more parts for this AU, but for other characters; you can guess who based on the hints I left in Azul & Jade's stories. I switch between third and second-person point of view. I struggled writing for four days and then I wrote 4.7K in one sitting, help me; that makes like 15.5K words in like a week. Don't worry, I do touch grass.
Azul's Story & Prologue | Jade's Story
Floyd was a bundle of energy, swimming all over the place, and excitedly talking to anyone and everyone who crossed paths with him. “Tell me, tell me, tell me!” He would pull at the fins and limbs. “Tell me about your soul match!!!”
Ever since he was first told the story of soul matches, he has been obsessed, wanting to hear everyone’s story that he happened to swim across. Most merfolk would just quickly swim in the opposite direction of the hyperactive young eel-mer. Others would humour him and tell him what it felt like. But his favourite by far was that of his parents.
“Mommmmmm,” he whined, clutching onto her tail fin so that she couldn’t leave. “Can you tell me the story of what it felt like feeling your soul match for the first time? And what it was like meeting dad?~” He looked at her with his biggest pleading eyes, even though he has heard the story at least a hundred times from both his mom and dad. “Pretty pleaseeeeeee?!~”
Mrs Leech giggled, and sat down on Floyd’s bed, kissing him on the cheek. “Aren’t you tired of hearing it, my little eel?”
Floyd clutched onto her arm, “Nuh-uh!”
She shook her head, amused by his insistence. “Well, for me, the song felt like the heat from the hydrothermal vents at the bottom of the ocean; down there it may seem dark and lifeless, but there was a scorching heat that feeds all life.” She hummed, smoothing over a little nick that she noticed on Floyd’s arm. “And the pull… hmm, it was gentle, like the tugging of a cool current.”
Floyd sighed with contentment, finally settling down for the night. “Mom, what do you think my soul match will be like?”
Mrs. Leech tucked his hair behind his ear, “There’s no way to tell before it happens, my little elver. Only the Sea Witch knows, and she’s very secretive about those sorts of things.” She got a mischievous look on her face and kissed his nose. “But whoever is your soul match, be they mer, fae, beastman, or human, they will be lucky to have you.”
“Mommmm,” he tried to push her off, but he didn’t mean it, his giggling giving it away. He got serious for a moment and hugged his mom. “No matter who they are, I won’t leave the ocean for them. I love you, mom.”
Mrs. Leech squished her son against her, placing her head on top of his. “I love you more, baby… And whatever decision you make, to stay in the ocean or go live on land, I will always love and support you.” Holding onto him tight, she placed a kiss on his forehead. “And that goes for you too, Jade, I know you’ve been eavesdropping.”
The mass of blankets on the bed on the other side of the room stirred, revealing Jade who was acting like he totally wasn’t listening in on their conversation. “I know, mother. I love you too,” he whispered, letting out a yawn, tired from the day.
“Oh, how did I get so lucky to have not one but two sweet sons?” Mrs Leech, still holding onto Floyd, swam over to Jade’s bed and had him in a tight squeezing hug. “I love my little elvers!”
Both of the boys accepted the squeezes, Jade patting his mom on the shoulder and Floyd giving back his own tight squeeze. Like mother like son, as some would say. “We love you too, mom,” they said in unison. And they all sat there, in a big eel squeeze.
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When he woke up on his sixth birthday he was confused. Why wasn’t there a song in his head? Where is his soul match?
The good mood that he was bound to be in that day morphed into confusion, hurt, and anger. But not like the anger he was used to, it wasn’t a hot, short, spark, instead, it felt festering, an ember wanting nothing more than to combust. So instead of staying around his brother, who only pissed him off even more because, of course, Jade got his soul match. He swam out to the edge of the reef so that he could be alone.
“ARGH,” he lashed out at a rock, scratching at it with his claws. “WHY?! WHY ME?!” He screamed out into the drop-off, no answer but the dark looking back at him. He felt hot, briny tears start to fall down his face. He had dreamt of this day since he could remember. He wanted someone to not be scared of him. For someone to look at him with joy. For someone to accept him. “WHERE ARE THEY?!”
By the time he got out the initial rage at his situation, he floated down into the sand and looked up to the filtered sunlight coming up from above. He was still angry, but it was something small, and it felt like there was something stuck in his throat and he couldn’t get it out. Sighing, he closed his eyes… I really should go home, mom and dad are probably worried…
Wait, what was tickling him? Ugh, that’s annoying. “Scram off, would ya,” he muttered, opening an eye.
Beside him was a cleaner shrimp, going over the new scrapes he had given himself during his moment of anger.
“Eh? A little shrimp like you is brave,” he chuckled, poking one of its feelers.
The shrimp ignored the poke, still cleaning the wounds before moving up and going through his hair. Floyd was half tempted to swat it away for bothering him, but he didn’t. For some reason, he found the shrimp’s actions comforting. Like the ocean sent this little cleaning crustacean to help him heal. He was still mad, hurt, and confused, but if some shrimp didn’t mind him, even at his most volatile moment, then maybe not everything is as bad as it seems.
Eventually, though, he had to leave his new little friend and go home, and face his family. He wore a happy mask when he entered the home, trying to hide the festering part of his heart.
“FLOYD!” His mom crashed into him, squeezing him tight. “Where were you?! I was worried sick! Are those scrapes? What happened to you?!”
He squeezed her back, not as strong as he would normally, debating whether or not to tell her the truth. But he saw his dad and Jade whispering to each other, no doubt talking about his soul match. His eye twitched, “I was just curious about where they were,” he whispered. He wasn’t lying, but it wasn’t the entire truth. The truth could always come later.
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Floyd was walking around campus, bored out of his mind. Azul and Jade were at the entrance ceremony for the new minnows. As was his main source of entertainment. It wasn’t his fault that Riddle was so amusing when he gets all red from anger, just like a goldfish. So he was just going around, a bad mood apparent, so people quickly walked in the opposite direction when they saw him.
“Ugh! There’s nothin’ interestin’ hereeeee,” he muttered to himself. Even getting lectured by Beakfish is better than utter boredom. He rolled his eyes, thinking about Azul giving his stuffy formal speech to the new minnows in their dorm. “Tch, boring.”
Hmm, the sun did sure feel nice though. Maybe he would take a nap like Sea Lion did. So he found somewhere where he wouldn’t be disturbed, stretched out, and closed his eyes, dreaming about the Coral Sea.
In his dream, he was back near the drop-off, by the rock he nearly destroyed during his outburst when he first realized he didn’t have a soul match. Over the years, he wasn’t nearly as bitter as he once was, but it still stung. But he was alone, his little shrimp friend was nowhere to be seen. “Little shrimp,” he called out, but his crustacean friend didn’t appear. Maybe they too got tired of Floyd and left. Or maybe they were… maybe a predator finally caught up with his little friend, as he always thought they were too brave for their own good. “Little shrimp?” He called again, but still nothing. But then a net came down from above, catching Floyd in its wake. He struggled, but something else was there. A faint song.
Floyd gasped awake in a cold sweat, heart pounding and racing. “It was just a dream, snap out of it,” he hissed to himself, shaking his head. Ugh, why did it feel like he was still caught in that net though? And that song was still stuck in his head. Stupid dreams.
Oh, the sun is setting, Azul and Jade have got to be done with sorting out the freshmen by now. Heh, wonder if there are any interestin’ minnows around? Eh, Azul is bound to bring some entertainment by getting some chump in a contract. That at least would bring in some fun.
Groaning, he stretched out and got up, making his way back to Octavinelle, still not quite in a good mood but not in a bad one. He was just floating in between.
Azul and Jade were conversing among themselves when he entered the room, Azul looking more agitated than he would normally. Huh, that’s intriguing.
“Somethin’ has all your tentacles in a bunch, Azul.~” He leaned against the house warden’s chair, getting into his personal bubble. Ugh, he still felt weird, and that song was still there.
Azul shot him an annoyed look but ignored him trespassing in on his space. “It has nothing to concern you with, Floyd,” he huffed, massaging his temple.
If even mentioning that it has nothing to do with him, it just puts Floyd on a mission to discover exactly what it was.
Jade chuckled, mirth in his eyes. “He will just keep on pestering you if you don’t tell him, Azul” his smile was sharp and he looked over to his brother, his smile widening. Floyd also smiled, getting further into Azul’s bubble.
“Fine,” Azul snipped, “if you must know the ceremony didn’t go exactly as planned.” This didn’t satisfy Floyd, as he just got further into the bubble, prodding. Azul sighed, knowing it would just be better to get it over with so he didn’t have to put up with the eel’s antics. “I had to clean up someone’s mess, chasing their wayward familiar throughout campus. They also sent the mirror into a tizzy. Satisfied?”
Well, that wasn’t all that interesting. “Awwww, and I thought you’d finally met your cuttlefish, Azullll,” he whined but got out of his personal bubble.
Azul’s eye twitched at the nickname Floyd had dubbed his soul match but didn’t say anything, knowing that if he did, it would just end up with him lying in bed with a splitting migraine. “No,” he dusted off his chest, “we have no control over when we meet our soul matches, and you know that.”
Oh, Floyd knew that very well, he didn’t need Azul subtly shoving it in his face either. Even if the other man wasn’t privy that Floyd didn’t have a soul match.
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It’s been about three weeks since Floyd had that dream, still feeling like he was stuck in a net, and that infernal hum of a song hasn’t left his mind. By now, everyone on campus was aware that it was better to avoid him than risk getting on his bad side. Ugh, is this what it feels like to have a soul match?
He squinted his eyes, and stopped dead in his tracks, pausing in the middle of the hall. Is this what it feels like to have a soul match? His eyes went wide, still frozen in the hallway. IS THIS WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO HAVE A SOUL MATCH?! After all this time, was there finally someone?
He started running, letting the pulling sensation guide him. Feeling the ebb and flow of it, the only kind shared with soul matches. The dream! Maybe the Sea Witch sent it to him? Finally gifted him the blessing that she has given others? He tested the waters by messing with the volume of the song in their head and he felt it falter like they were surprised by it. Where are you? But as soon as he started giving chase he stopped. People gave him weird looks, but he paid no mind to them.
His hands turned into fists, and he shook slightly, his joy and excitement shifted into bitterness and anger. WHERE ARE YOU?! He shouted at them through the song, letting out over a decade of bottled-up emotions into the open. WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! But all he got in return was the gentle hum that had started it all.
“Floyd, are you alright? You seem out of sorts,” Jade hummed, eyes boring into his soul, searching for what could have possibly caused the sudden running. Calculating.
Floyd frowned back at his brother, but he knew that he couldn’t just outright tell him, as he hadn’t told anyone about his soul match situation. So instead he bit down on the inside of his cheek, hard enough to draw a bit of blood to distract himself. “Eh, thought I just saw Goldfishie, but it was just someone else.”
Where are you? Where the fuck are you?! Where were you for all these years?!
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You were enjoying some lunch with your friends — if you can call Ace and Grim your friends. At least Deuce was considerate enough to make up for it… most of the time. The four of you were chatting, mainly Grim and Ace complaining about homework and the professors, but your mind was elsewhere. In the three short weeks that you’ve found yourself in Twisted Wonderland, they have somehow squeezed their way into your heart, even though they make you question your life decisions on more than a daily basis. On some days it was an hourly basis.
But something else has also been on your mind than just being in some sort of dimension themed on a beloved yet problematic movie studio. There’s been a song playing in your head since you arrived. It hasn’t been very loud, but it seemed to change in its emotion frequently. You could tell when it was excited, bored, frustrated, and you had no idea why. It was fine the first day, as you just chalked it up to inter-dimension technicalities, but it has persisted.
So, there you were, sitting with your friends, enjoying your lunch. Or you were until you were rudely interrupted by the song in your head screaming at you. “Shit,” you hissed, dropping your fork, and covering your ears even though it did nothing to help with the sudden onslaught.
Ace, Deuce and Grim all gave you looks but turned back to the conversation they were having. Not thinking anything of it. But someone else noticed, pushing up his glasses before leaving. You paid no attention though, as your attention was elsewhere.
Inside your mind was a voice, it had started quiet, and full of wonder. Where are you? But then it turned venomous, bitter, sharp, and screaming. WHERE ARE YOU?! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! You didn’t really know what to make of it, and it’s not like Crowley in all of his ‘kindness’ and ‘generosity’ gave you an encyclopedia to explain any of this stuff.
Deuce shook your shoulder gently, pulling you from out of your thoughts. “Hey, are you okay? You’ve been staring at your food for a while…”
You shook your head, ignoring the screaming in your head, and gave him a reassuring smile. “Ah, I’m okay, just was thinking is all. Nothing to worry about,” you shoot him a smile as reassurance. Deuce still didn’t look convinced but he trusted you and dropped the subject.
Where are you? Where the fuck are you?! Where were you for all these years?! The voice seemed to scream through the melody. WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU?!
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Floyd’s mood has only been worse since finding out that he had a soul match. Even with the amount of obsessive screaming he sent their way, all they sent back was that gentle hum. Ugh, it was really annoying. He was half tempted to just hunt them down so at least he knew who he was mentally screaming at. But he would always clench his fists and stop himself. As much as he would like nothing more than to see their face as they saw him running at them, he wanted a good reason to do so.
Yes, even though he was harassing them through the song, he wanted a reason why he should seek them out. He was just… hurt. He didn’t know how long he would feel like that, but it was something that was difficult to shove aside, even if they were the person that was supposed to make him happy. He couldn’t just forget about it.
Sighing, he clutched his shrimp plush to his chest, inspired by his shrimp friend from his childhood. “Eh, little shrimp, what should I do? Should I seek them out, or should they find me?”
The shrimp plush just looked back with its unblinking eyes. If it were his actual cleaner shrimp, they would have shuffled around in his hair, looking for scraps and reassuring him in their silent manner. Even though the plush was silent, it was still reassuring in its own way.
He heard Jade shuffling around in his sheets, but Floyd knew that Jade slept like a rock. He shook his head and walked to the Octavinelle lounge area, plopping down onto a sofa by the aquarium, criss-cross apple sauce style, still holding on to his shrimp plush. His reflection looked back out at him, eyes searching, but there were no answers. Just his own conflicted thoughts, the gentle humming of his soul match, and the snores coming from some dorms.
The gentle pitter-patter of footsteps took him away from just staring into the aquarium. “Azul?”
The footsteps and intruder on Floyd’s pondering and staring at the aquarium time was none other than Azul, wearing his house robe, matching slippers, and a hair bonnet. Azul squinted his eyes, as he wasn’t wearing his glasses. “Floyd,” he sounded just as equally confused to find someone else awake at this un-Sevenly-like hour. “What are you doing up?”
“Eh, couldn’t sleep,” he wasn’t in the mood to tease Azul for his sleep get up. “You?”
Azul sighed, “You and I are in the same boat then… don’t you dare utter a word about this to Jade.”
Floyd looked down at his shrimp plush and looked back up, “Don’t mention it.” He looked back into the aquarium, most of the fish were hidden away for the night, but other sea creatures were swimming and scuttling about.
Azul cleared his throat and continued on with his business, whatever that might be at this hour, leaving the eel to his thoughts. Perhaps he could solve not just Floyd’s current down mood but also answer someone’s burning questions.
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By some cruel twist of fate, you found yourself in the Mostro Lounge VIP room against your will, having been carried there by none other than Jade Leech. You would have put up a fight, but in all honesty, you would rather be carried bridal style than like a sack of potatoes. You don’t even know how you ended up in this situation, last time you checked, you hadn’t made a deal with the scheming house warden of Octavinelle. So why did he seek you out?
“Prefect, I’ve heard through the grapevine that you’ve been… troubled,” he said in his overly nice business voice.
You squinted your eyes at him, knowing better than to trust anything he says at face value. “And what exactly have you heard,” you countered.
Azul looked at Jade and he exited the room. That doesn’t seem like a good sign. He waited for a few moments before continuing. “That you’ve been distracted, not all there. Oh, don’t give me that look, I don’t want a contract with you,” he rolled his eyes upon seeing the stink eye you were giving him.
“Then what do you want, Azul? Last time I checked you only did things for others if you got more out of the deal than them.” Yeah, you were being sassy, but he tricked your friends, your dumb friends, so he deserved the attitude.
Azul sputtered at the comment before pulling himself together. “I’m just looking out for others in the same boat as us.”
You raised your brow, “Us?”
“Yes, us, Prefect,” he pinched his brow. “I take it that you have a song in your head?” You nodded and he took it as a sign to continue with his monologue. “Much as I suspected then. You have a soul match, which I take wherever you’re from doesn’t have. You have a bond with a mer. It can be familial, platonic and or romantic, a match made by the Sea Witch herself.”
You blinked, letting all of that sink in. “Uh, but why?” Literally, why? Why would the Sea Witch match you with a merperson?
Azul just gave you a look, “Why not? It is not for us to question why the Sea Witch chooses our matches.”
“We should question it though,” you snap at him. “We should question everything! Like why? Who is it to determine our fate?” The stress of the past few weeks had finally caught up, and you were scared, stretched too thin, and tired, so damn tired. “I didn’t ask for this! I didn’t ask for any of this!” You smacked your hands against the desk. You were going to say more but shut your mouth. You were talking to Azul Ashengrotto, who was known for using others' weaknesses against them. Why were you letting this all out into the open with him of all people?
Azul sat there, with a small shocked expression. “Just let me know if you want help finding them,” he slid you a piece of paper. Despite your better judgement, you take it, shoved it into your bag and left without saying anything else. “Hope to speak with you soon, Pre-”
You slam the door in his face before he could say anything else, shaking slightly. Sighing to yourself, you take out the piece of paper, now crumpled and creased.
“A song rests in the heart, calling out to the one who completes the harmony. Their match pulls at them, as the moon does the tide.” That is what the Sea Witch told us. I know what you think of me, Prefect, but all I want is for you two to meet. If you wish to seek them out please feel free to see me. - Azul Ashengrotto
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Floyd sat in the Octavinelle pool, still festering over everything. Even though he was still in his human form, he didn’t want to leave the pool. Everything was quiet until he hissed in pain. Ah, so after all this time his soul match decides to make a commotion? Damn, they sounded pissed, their anger clear in the song… but also tired, so tired. Huh, so maybe they weren’t too different from him.
Where are you? He sang, reaching out softly this time. He didn’t like this feeling, at least not from them.
Surprisingly the song snapped back at him, much like his shrimp friend would when he came to them all banged up. Why do you want to know?!
Well, that gave him pause. Heh, maybe this Shrimpy was more gutsy than he gave them credit for. Heh!~ I want to findddd youuuuu!~ He sang, a giggle escaping his lips.
I don’t want you to find me! Leave me alone! I didn’t ask for this! I don’t know you! Stranger danger! STRANGER DANGER!
Floyd could imagine a shrimp scuttling back and forth, snapping their pinchers at him and it made him laugh even more. Awww, Shrimpy!~ I’mma hunt your ass down nowwww!~
The song rang sharp, oh yeah, he would be hearing a ringing in his ears for a few hours due to that. GO AWAY!
I’m comin’ for yo ass, here I comeeeeee~ He laughed one more time before pulling himself from the pool, excited for what was about to come. You kept me waitin’ for this long, only fair for me to find you!~
Azul could hear Floyd’s laughter from his office. This wasn’t exactly how he was imagining on helping Floyd find his soul match, but oh well, it’s best for them to meet on their own terms anyway. Hey, you could have done it the calm way, but with Floyd as your soul match, he should have expected the eel to do things the… well, the Floyd way.
So Floyd went running down the hallway, still soaking wet and dripping water everywhere, laughing like a madman. Some other mers looking for their soul matches gave him weird looks, but they minded their own business. “Oh, Shrimpyyyyyyyyy!~ Where are youuuuu?~” He sang out, still laughing.
Meanwhile, you were on the way back to Ramshackle, eyes shifting everywhere since your soul match seemed to change their tune all of a sudden. I’m coming to get your ass, Shrimpy!~ Kept on being sung in the song, so yeah, you were rightfully scared shitless by this entire situation. Who the hell wouldn’t be if they were in your shoes?! So you were trying to make a beeline back to the safety of your dorm. Maybe you should have made that contract with Azul after all… instead of being hunted for sport by someone that some octopus lady decided was your match. And why did they insist on calling you Shrimpy? Weren’t shrimps like the cockroaches of the ocean? What the hell my guy?
“SHRIMPY WHERE ARE YOU?!~” A loud voice rang down the hall.
Oh shit. Oh fuck. You chanted to yourself. Should you try to make a last-ditch effort to make it to the safety of your dorm, or should you hide in the broom closet until they leave? Run? Hide? The increasingly fast footsteps made the decision for you. It was a dumb decision, yes…
...You booked it.
I HEAR YOU RUNNING SHRIMPY!~ They sang in your head with glee. Heh, cute that you think you can escape me!~ Best hope you’re a fast runner Shrimpy!~
What was their issue?! LEAVE ME ALONE! WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?!
They pouted. They had the audacity to pout?! But Shrimpyyyy, you’re my soul match! Stop runnin’ so I can catch you! My ‘problem’ is that I don’t have you!
Oh Sevens, you can hear them catching up with you. You would never make it to Ramshackle at this point. Shit. Maybe you should have hidden in that broom closet… THERE! An open door! You got in and quietly shut the door, holding your breath.
“Shrimpyyyyyyy! Marco!” They called out, running past the door. “Come on, Shrimpy! It’s not nice to hide!~”
Once you couldn’t hear their footsteps or their horrifying version of Marco-Pollo, you took in some much-needed air. Silently thanking your lucky stars that they went by your hiding spot. Yeah, maybe you would sleep in here for the night since they would still be able to get you until the sun rises… if you could even sleep.
SHRIMPYYYYYY, WHERE ARE YOU?~ OH SHRIMPYYYYYYY!~ Yeah, definitely not sleeping. So you sat in the closet until you saw the rays of sunlight seep beneath the cracks.
Yeah, you’re taking Azul up on his offer, since this is starting to feel like a horror movie and not something from fanfiction you would read back at home.
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You looked everywhere before setting foot into the Octavinelle pool room since your soul match was definitely in there somewhere. “Pst, Azul?” You called out, hoping that he would answer.
His head popped up from the pool, a faint glow coming from beneath the water. “Ah, Prefect. Did you change your mind?”
If by change your mind you mean be scared shitless, then yes. But you held the comment back. Eugh, it felt like you were being dragged into the water, but you stayed on land, the song deafening. If it was this loud for you, then it was probably the same for them. “Help me,” you pleaded with the merman.
“How so,” he said, smug.
Your eye twitched in annoyance, “They are hunting me, Azul. Hunting me!” You hissed. The water rippled, but nothing emerged. “So help me, Ashengrotto!”
But the air of helpfulness he had earlier was gone, this bitch. “I could just go get him for you-”
“NO!” You shouted, realizing your mistake last minute. No, no, no! NO!
Oh? Shrimpy came to me instead? Oh, Shrimpyyyyyyy?~
You tried to get away from the edge of the pool, but you weren’t fast enough; a clawed, webbed hand latched itself onto your ankle. And a familiar face smiled at you with a wide grin. “Found ya, Shrimpy!~”
You gave Floyd a sheepish smile, “Heyyyyyy, can we talk about this? Hahaha…”
Floyd just giggled before dragging you into the water with him, “Nope!~”
Ah, shit-
Bonus!
Azul and Jade looked at you and Floyd, Floyd still curled around you like an extra-large living feather boa.
“You know, not even I would be so cruel to the Prefect,” Jade looked at Azul, giving him a side-eye. But there was a large sadistic smile on his face.
Azul rolled his eyes, “I gave them the chance to meet him peacefully, and they chose not to. It’s not my fault. And you are a horrible liar, Jade.”
Jade just chuckled before looking back at his brother. “Hmm, it’s Floyd, so we both know it would most likely end in something… chaotic.”
Azul sighed, but he was happy for Floyd… and glad that his bad mood was gone, dealing with that for the past few weeks has been hell.
“AZUL! JADE!” You yelled, trying to pry off the eel, “HELP ME!”
But the two just looked on and didn’t interfere.
Fin!
I'm really happy with how all of Octavinelle's parts came out, and I had a lot of fun writing the characters. I have 7 more characters for the Soul Match AU planned for the future; no promises of when those will come out though, mainly waiting for more lore... since SOMEBODY seems to get the most traffic.
Hoped you enjoyed reading!
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#twst#twisted wonderland#twst x gn reader#floyd leech#floyd leech x reader#floyd leech x gn reader#twst x reader#jade leech#azul ashengrotto#mrs leech#tweels#twst soulmate au#twst floyd#twst jade#twst azul#it was floyd's turn in the paper bag; he has been successfully shaken <3#also azul got to play match maker this time... and then he decided that you needed to suffer#octavinelle#feeding all the fish kissers rn#in order to write this I HAD to listen to meme music or else I couldn't write; whereas for azul and jade it had to be silent; payback ig#and I don't know what compelled me to make a shrimp befriend floyd; I just thought it was cute#now I want to make a shrimp plush as well as an eel plush so they can be friends#and I love the hc that floyd is like his mom so I included that
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happy rollo event rerun
#i meant to have this done a while ago... oops#oh well. better late than never#maybe the lateness is payback for him taking 90 pulls to come home#at least i got it done while the event is still going#the one on the right is my twst oc. i included him because i felt like it#anyway rollo is hard to draw#his clothes are so complicated... but at the same time they're fun to draw. duality of complex designs ig#rollo's face looks off to me#but i spent hours trying to fix it and this was the best i could do...#at least i like pretty much everything else though#twisted wonderland#twst#glomas#rollo flamme#twst rollo#twst oc#glorious masquerade#twisted wonderland oc
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rafa was there for roger when he retired, and novak for andy and delpo, and carlos for rafa. so who is going to be there for novak when he retires
#holgie probably if im being real#and danya#novak is kinda friends with everyone but also somehow no one#but he doesnt even get to claim a personal nextgen the way rafa got carlos#cause whats he gonna do. his serbian options r shit. fuckin misha hamad and laslo??? unfortunate#tennis#okay well i guess if novandy doesnt implode then it’ll be andy. thats a nice payback i suppose#also it occurs to me now for andys actual retirement it was evans. i was just thinkingabout his wimby ceremony that novak was there for ig
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couldn't decide on this little fuck's hairstyle so he gets the karen cut now
#payback for weirdmaggeddon ig#stupid triangle#bill cipher#gravity falls#gravity falls fanart#i guess#not. really#shitpost
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Life is easier these days in part because when I ask my roommate to borrow her ketchup, immediately butterfinger it and shatter the cap on the ground, and go "aw hell, I broke your ketchup" she just starts laughing and there's no stress and obviously I'm going to pick up more anyway because I was out. It's no big deal.
#Payback for her cat chewing through plastic to take a big chunk out of one of my hot dog buns ig#It's nice to not walk on eggshells like I'm 15 again#Mundane adventures
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oc belongs to nozuuw on twt
#oc art#my art#digital art#doodle page#artists on tumblr#oc#digital doodle#erhrhr as payback since they drew my girl dorothy....yeah#fun fact this was supposed to be one doodle only but their oc is so fun to draw that it got out of hand#..might open comms like this for discord nitro in the future. just maybe.<-- has been saying this for upwards of a month#yeah winning ig..
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hi everyone so like, i know at least some of you guys read my tlm fic "Payback" and uhh this is kinda awkward and so sorry but uh
im kinda struggling with how the story should go since i have two options both i want to do but ultimately they end up kinda the same
bit of a spoiler warning for the fic though
so choice no.1 is Emmet actually leaves his friends and doesn't come back for them, doesn't regret his choice (well maybe a lil, but not enough for his to go back)
and choice no.2 Emmet regrets leaving them there and goes back to save them
so why i like no. 1 is because it provides more angst, more action (i think???) and is more hurt/comfort, and Emmet needs to soften up to them before they reconcile and angry Emmet
i like no.2 because its shows that revenge is not always a good thing, and that Emmet is already sad so it can also be hurt/comfort in a way, and Emmet is just a sad boy and has more of an opportunity to become friends with all of them again
though, there could be a choice no.3 where i just make 2 versions of the same fic, one with choice 1 and the other with choice 2 what do yall think?
#bleh#this is probably stupid#but i just cant choose#Tlm Payback#so like yeah#i need yalls help#i'll most likely might just do no.3#but i want to know which one you guys want more#so that i just do that one first ig#so that you guys get what you guys want
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oopsie accidentally started saying '90 day fiancée more like 90 day chimponzay' around my friend and she's started saying it
#spouting to the void#ig this is payback#cause i meow because of her#(this is my neurotypical friend who does not vocal stim)
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.... HUH.
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i just realised...HSY IM GOING TO KILL YOUR DRAMATIC ASS
yjh…killed her?
#ALL THAT ROLE PLAYING#FOR WHAT#ig it's good payback for all those times kdj croaked#BUT WHAT ABOUT MY FEELINGS#omniscient reader's viewpoint#the orv reading experience#orv spoilers#hsy#han sooyoung#orv kim dokja#doksoo#orv450to499
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Payback post pt. 3
#starting from ch. 26#payback (wow) in actiona class? hmm#ang cute nung naging first opponent niya ngl#also plastic surgery 😭#he deliberately found him a way out ig? and he was quite separated so...ally alert!#it was blondie !! the douche#i kinda feel bad for white shirt guy now sorry for accusing you babes#talks with the white shirt guy siding with influential ppl and things wont work out for him just as long as he sets it 'right' brought my-#-spirits down for a sec#the president WOW NOW THAT'S HOW YOU SET UP A CHARACTER good facade lmao he's quick w it#something so hard about being clean ab your own morals#he recognizes that ultimately no one will help hi#him*#and that everyone wants something from him one way or another#his state is so chaotic so complicated TT#must be hard having no one you can trust completely#// maple#manhwa#payback#his emotions and way of thinking is somewhat familiar i can feel it through the screen#a monster has appeared in dream#and actually pretty glad that first fight guy was quitting it's bittersweet#man i cant believe i had dreamed to enter this type of industry before where you cant show struggle and succeed smoothly#sm shit goes on behind everything#maybe this is natural instinct of ours as humans to always go for the advantage and#cut off there kasi napindot ko ung comma#hansoo nooo#sorry for doubting u too babes wow i'm really bad at this#never transmigrate me to this type of manhwa u'd think i'd be great at guessing from how much revenge plots i read but nah lmao#what myungshin's sponsor ends up being his taemin's or smthn HELP THATD BE SO FUNNY
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i did in fact buy a couch! ..it won't fit in my stairway! :D
#mrowr.txt#its fine its got like a deep corner piece and then 2 recliners on either side#and the recliners will fit and make a loveseat#just not the deep middle section which is fine#it'll stay in storage unit until i move again in the future#but its a cool electric couch! with usb ports in it for cords n stuff!!#gonna charge my phone from my couch#my dad ripped part of one of the recliner parts while moving it but its kinda fair#since we scratched up my grandmas new truck also#just. universal payback ig
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smallidarity highschool au
came up with this au like actually 2 years ago where it's mainly empires 2 smallidarity centric, with Jimmy as a student council member and Joel as an honours student who doesn't like the way Jimmy runs things around the school.
As payback for the regulations Jimmy put up that Joel thought was stupid, Joel does these elaborate 'The Office' style pranks on Jimmy (specifically) while Jimmy retaliates by trying his best to dig up dirt on Joel. This banter goes on for a while— however Joel ends up doing the pranks less as a statement, and instead more just to see how Jimmy would react... with his comical, cartoony villain yells, and... weirdly cute face....? (YAOI YAOI YAOI YAOI)
very very old au drawings below:
from July 2023
😭😭 joel does NOT look like a highschooler here 😭😭😭😭 (i also wanted to draw angst in the first two ig idk a year later it's pretty cringe [i am still cringe]) (also partially inspired by when I read "Go for it, Nakamura!" and the mc reminded me of joel for no actual reason. or maybe i was just thinking about that manga while drawing smallidarity. idk)
from November 2022:
I think these doodles were genuinely the first instance of me converting from being against mcyt shipping to for shipping LMAOO
#smallidarity#my art#empiresshipping#finally writing out this au GOSH it's been in my head for so long#despite that I'm still not very sure about the au plot-wise ? 😭#like idk if i want canary curse limited life angst or not#(eg. Grian is the occult club president and Grian warns Joel about Jimmy's forboding demise#or to keep this au romance drama? without any fantasy stuff yk?#this was my first time making an au idk how else it goes lmao 😭#anyways hopefully day 2 of posting daily ✌️#smallidarity highschool au#<- I POSTED OTHER STUFF ON THIS AU BEFORE PLS CHECK IT OUT MAYBE#also btw this is separate from that highschool isekai harem anime posting i drew a few months ago#extra thoughts: 'solidarity' and 'smallishbeans' are nicknames they got for themselved#'Solidarity' (probably) comes from Jimmy's campaigning for Student Council President (which he's tried for and failed many times)#and 'Smallishbeans' comes from a running gag between Joel Lizzie and Oli from a bit he did when they where kids#where he would act like a 2010's millenial tumblr girl and call himself a 'smol bean'#smallidarity daily#day 2
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princesses 👑
pairing: charles leclerc/fem!wife!reader
type: instagram imagine, social media au (purely ig hehe)
notes: charles p1 in fp3! lets hope things go well from here on out :D lmk what u guys think!
about: charles as a girl dad, literally that's it
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charles_leclerc One of the best things during race weekends: my two princesses get to come with me ❤️ It's a different kind of peace when I know the two of them are up in the garage with their all-out support for me.
ynleclerc she's brought her lucky charm for you, which is her teddy bear 🧸
charles_leclerc My two lucky charms are already with me, amour
luvsainz55 AAAA WHAT A CUTE FAMILY
gaslydrivez leclerc fam so adorable
carlossainz55 Please, we know Emma only wanted to come because she wanted to see her favorite uncle, aka me 🥱
pierregasly You're not her favorite uncle? alexalbon23 Yeah cause it's me
scuderiaferrari The Ferrari princesses ❤️
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ynleclerc emma wanted to bake yesterday because apparently, she wants her papa to be in a good mood today so he can win the race. now i wish i hadn't mentioned to charles a boy hugged emma at pre-school cause he frowned after that 😆
charles_leclerc It's too early for hugging? I thought I had like a decade left before I have to deal with that 😕
ynleclerc he's her friend and they're children? charles_leclerc I can't hear you right now
arthurleclerc Now I want some of those too :( Nothing for her favorite uncle?
ynleclerc cha ate them all, sorry 😬
hamiltenn Charles is totally such a girl dad it's so cute
charles_leclerc
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charles_leclerc I told your mama I wanted to enroll you in Taekwondo lessons. I changed my mind 🤣
landonorris I've taught her well
charles_leclerc This is why you haven't been called up to be her babysitter carlossainz55 Lol deserve, Lando
ynleclerc one kick suddenly changes your mind? 🤨
charles_leclerc Surprisingly, she kicks really well
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ynleclerc emma, who is not the biggest fan of mornings, woke up really early today to make sure her papa had the best birthday. we went out to buy him flowers and baked a cake 🎂
pascale_leclerc Papa's girl ❤️
ynleclerc i'm afraid she's the biggest one 🤣
lilymhe Tell Emma I miss her! When do I see my baby girl?
ynleclerc how about... later? lilymhe Alex is starting the car as we speak 😆
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charles_leclerc Le plus joyeux des anniversaires à ma petite princesse ❤️ The happiest of birthdays to my little princess.
Please stop growing too fast; Papa's not yet ready to race boys so they can stay away from you :) You remain my princess forever and ever.
ynleclerc race boys??? sorry what?
charles_leclerc How are they going to prove themselves, then?
lestappenorris i love girldad!charles 🙉
scuderiaferrari Happy birthday, Emma! 🎁
ynleclerc
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ynleclerc emma's philosophy lately: when mama says no, papa will always say yes. now i'm not surprised why she is such a papa's girl; she's charles princess through and through 🫶
charles_leclerc I do not always say yes
ynleclerc i said no sweets and you were feeding her brownies? charles_leclerc She forced me...
carlossainz55 You should get your payback by having a boy next and then make him a mama's boy 🤣
ynleclerc you make some interesting points charles_leclerc Hello?
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charles_leclerc Forever my princesses ❤️ Two of the greatest blessings I've ever gotten.
sainzhero live love leclerc fam 🫶
scuderiaferrari Our favorites! ����
carlossainz55 Ask Emma what she thinks of my gift
landonorris You sent her one, too??? pierregasly Why are you guys mooching off of my gift idea charles_leclerc Emma's favorite uncle is Lorenzo. carlossainz55 WHAT alexalbon23 Ok now I feel betrayed 🤨
luverrari MY PARENTS (literally)
ynleclerc love u both so much :)
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tagging: @slytherheign, @honethatty12, @siovhanroy
notes: it's been a while i think since i did one that's purely insta posts, it's faster to make lolol but I'm not used to it anymore anyway lmk what u guys think <33 happy quali and thank u for reading hehehe
#writtenbyrae#charles leclerc#charles leclerc x reader#charles leclerc x female reader#charles leclerc fanfic#charles leclerc imagine#charles leclerc fluff#charles leclerc insta au#charles leclerc ig imagine#charles leclerc instagram imagine#charles leclerc social media au#charles leclerc smau#formula 1#f1#f1 imagine#f1 fanfic#formula 1 imagine#formula 1 fanfic#formula 1 instagram imagine#formula 1 social media au#formula 1 insta au#f1 x reader#f1 social media au#f1 instagram imagine#f1 instagram au
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