#throws on pile w the others Ahahah

[nancydfan]

Hi! I thought I’d drop in and share some of my fav Ethan and Mia headcannons! This is probably going to be one of many, since I’ve got a lot of em in my head and don’t want to make this post too long lol. So anyway here ya go!

Ethan is a snacker, but only when he’s focused on a project. Like during the day if there’s a bowl of chips or pretzels or something he’ll take a handful each time he walks past it. However he will eat an entire bowl of chips and not realize it when he’s absorbed in a project or work. Mia realizes this early on in their relationship, and makes sure to figure out his favorite brand of chips. Then whenever she sees him working she’ll pour him a bowl and grab him a drink and leave it next to him. Ethan is always flattered by this and thanks her profusely every time.

Ethan is not really a beer person, like I can see him liking maybe one or two brands but that’s it. I can see him liking wine a bit more but again not too crazy for it, he just likes more types of wine than beer. Mia likes mixed drinks and a bit more beer than Ethan, but has the same amount of enthusiasm towards wine that Ethan does.

Ethan is, what’s the word, emotionally intelligent (I hope that’s the right phrasing lol). He deals with his emotions in a healthy way, doesn’t really bottle things up and doesn’t view crying or vulnerability as a weakness. He is an open book to Mia and it surprises her, because though she’s not terrible with dealing with things she’s not always on top of her emotional/mental health. Sometimes she bottles things up, and throws herself into her work in order to avoid dealing with things. Ethan picks up on this early on and always tries to help her with how she’s feeling- never in a pushy way, just in a “if you ever need to talk to me know I’m here for you, I won’t judge”, and at first Mia will insist she’s fine (if she’s been suppressing super bad she can be a bit snappy when telling him that, but she always apologizes when she does), but something about Ethan just makes her break down her walls and finally deal with whatever she’s been running from, either it’s talking with him about it (most times it is), or with a friend.

Like we said Ethan is intuitive, and can always pick up on when Mia’s going through a tough time at work. Sometimes she’s good at hiding it, but often times she’s got a bit of a temper that gets the best of her, and it comes out especially when she’s stressed. He can always sense what she needs, whether it’s him taking them out to dinner or just leaving her be for the night. A few months into their relationship (shortly after they’ve exchanged keys to each other’s apartments), Mia has a truly terrible week, and Ethan decides to do something to make her feel better. So he texts her one day while she’s at work to say he left something at her apartment and is going to pick it up (he never goes to her apartment without letting her know he’s been there). When she gets back home she’s surprised to see Ethan still there, with a bouquet of her favorite flowers and tells her she that he knows she’s had a tough time at work, and that he wanted to help her relax and tells her to follow him. He leads her to the bathroom where he’s drawn her a bath, and he has gone all out- candles, her favorite music and alcohol and chocolate, pretty much the most amazing bath you can think of. And at first Mia’s a little worried because while yes she appreciates the gesture her first thought is that he’s going to be like “let’s relax in the bath together 👀” and have sexy times, which Mia is not in the mood for after the day she’s had. However, all Ethan does is tell her that he’s left her warm towels on the toilet and that when she’s done in the bath he’s made her favorite dish and all she has to do is reheat it. He kisses her on the forehead, tells her he loves her and to enjoy her bath and leaves. And Mia is in shock she’s just kind of standing there because no one has ever done something like this for her. She finally snaps out of it and texts Ethan like a paragraph thanking him for the bath and meal, before she slips into the tub and she can feel her worries and frustrations slip away. She promises herself that she will do something for Ethan as a thank you, and it’s one of the first moments that she starts to realize that Ethan is the one.

Ethan LOVES to cuddle, and in fact he just loves physical touch in general. He is always touching Mia (not in a sexy way, and always in places she’s okay with him touching her because he never does anything with her without consent), like he’ll absent-mindedly place his hand on her shoulder or knee, leans into her when they’re sitting on the couch, runs his fingers through her hair while they’re watching TV. And a lot of times Mia will be sitting longways on the couch, her back against the arm of the couch (does that make sense lol), and Ethan will curl up next to her, burying his head in her shoulder while he takes a nap and she reads a book.

Okay I think that’s it for now! I’ll pop in later with some more, hope you enjoyed!

This is exactly how I love to start my morning. With Mithan goodness. YALL this is amazing.

I love just both of them doing what might seem small but so special for each other things that help them through a project or a rough day. They just know each other and love each other so much and take the time to be there as needed for the other.

Also Ethan absolutely into cuddling. It’s so his vibe and I love it.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Day 4: Pining / Attention

“If you were to look my way, I think my heart would just about explode.”

Day 4 of JustJadelentines2021!

[Day 1] / [Day 2] / [Day 3] / [You’re at Day 4!] / [Day 5] / [Day 6] / [Day 7]

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***Warning: Wish Upon a Star (Floyd’s Wish) & Floyd and Jade Birthday Suit Up! personal story spoilers!***

Imagine this...

Several wheelbarrows’ full of packages addressed to the twins arrived at Octavinelle every holiday. At first, Octa A was startled by the strange influxes of mail--but his concerns were often dismissed by his upperclassmen. Most notably, Jade would reassure him that the packages thanks to the Leeches’ “extensive connections” and “family ties”, whatever that meant.

The mob student tried not to linger on the meaning of those words too often, for whenever he did, his mind would wander into dark theories. Whichever corner of the deep, murky sea the twins originated from, Octa A didn’t want to be dragged there for asking too many questions.

So he closed his eyes and went about his work like the diligent employee that he was. The school year passed, and in turn, so did the holidays--and, as expected, the packages arrived without fail on each special occasion.

Then came Valentine’s Day.

“Wh-Whoah...!!”

Octa A’s jaw dropped at the sheer amount of mail unceremoniously littered across the floor of the Mostro Lounge. Boxes large and small were stacked as tall as him, wrapping paper of various patterns, glittery bows, and packing peanuts were scattered everywhere. One big mess.

Floyd say amongst the packages, giddily ripping boxes open, while Jade stood at the edge of the sea of mail, carefully inspecting the various packages.

“G-Good morning,” Octa A called out as he slowly waded through the mail, cautious about not stepping on anything. “What’s... What’s all of this? Th-This is a lot of mail--even more than usual.”

“Oya. Good morning to you as well, Kon-san,” Jade replied with a polite wave. “Bright and early for your shift, I see.”

“Ahh? It’s Konbu-chan!” Floyd cried, wearing a toothy grin. The eel excitedly waved to him, hailing the mob student over. “C’mere!”

Oh, thank Neptune, Octa A thought. He had caught the brothers in good moods today. The last thing he needed was a grumpy Floyd or a passive aggressive Jade leering over his shoulder.

With a little less trepidation than usual, he tip-toed over. Octa A just narrowly missed dirtying a discarded bunch of blue tissue paper before he reached his upperclassman.

“Hold your hand out,” Floyd commanded, his smile stretching.

“O-Okay...?” Octa A obeyed, unsure of what to expect.

“Here you goooo!!”

Floyd dropped something brown, warm, and sticky into the mob student’s palms. Octa A jumped at the strange sensation, his thoughts racing to the conclusion that it was something unsanitary--but when a sweet smell hit his nose and Octa A immediately knew it was chocolate.

“I don’t want it, so you can have it!”

“E-Ehhh?! Y-You’re just going to hand me a bunch of melted chocolate?!”

“Yup! Oh--you can have those too,” Floyd added, jabbing a thumb at a box by Octa A’s feet. “And this, and that... pretty much all of it, ‘cept the one from mom.”

“W-Whaaat?! Th-There’s no way that I can eat all of that...!!”

Jade’s laughter cut in, interrupting the conversation. “My, my, Kon-san. There is no need to fret. You need not consume all these sweets. Feel free to dispose of them as you wish, if that is what you think is best.”

“Th-Throwing them out is just as bad as giving them away!!” Octa A cast a sympathetic look at all the packages. Some thrown open, their guts spilling out, and others left totally untouched by their intended recipients.

“Oh? Whatever do you mean. Please, do enlighten us.”

“Tch. You gonna lecture us, Konbu-chan? This oughta be good.”

“What about... What about the feelings of the people that sent them? If they’re all Valentine’s Day gifts... s-some of them must be confession or friendship chocolates, people pining for you. Y-You can’t just throw away their feelings like that...!!”

The twins exchanged glances with one another, then collectively stared at Octa A. Floyd started first, his slow and steady chortle becoming increasingly raspy and unhinged. Jade followed suit, his gentlemanly chuckle twisting into a composed, yet cruel laugh.

“Wh-What’s so funny?”

“I simply find your naivety fascinating, Kon-san,” Jade replied with a grin. It seemed grossly out of place, given how he had laughed mere moments ago at the notion of discarding emotions.

“We don’t need to accept everything that’s thrown our way, you know~” Floyd cackled, flicking a wrapped truffle across the room. It hit the wall and ricocheted under a table. “Especially when we know all this junk’s from kiss-ups that wanna make it big.”

“H-Huh?” Octa A’s eyebrows knitted together. “What do you mean...?”

“Floyd.” Jade’s voice took on a stricter tone than usual with his twin. “You’ve gone and said too much.”

“Ehhh? It’s fiiine,” Floyd insisted with a pout. “It’s not like any of ‘em will know! And they always do the same thing every year. It’s sooo boring!”

“I understand your sentiments--it does become rather troublesome for us to dispose of these chocolates every year. However, that is a time and place for everything, and this is not one of those times.” Jade’s eyes briefly cut to Octa A before returning to his brother.

Floyd rolled his eyes, shrugged, and returned to delving into boxes.

“Um... S-So what did Floyd-senpai mean by ‘kiss-ups’?” Octa A dared to ask--his curiosity getting the better of him.

Jade heaved a sigh. “... If you really must know, Floyd and I are quite ‘popular’ back home in the Coral Sea. This is due, in part, to our father’s rather successful business enterprise. There are a number of his partners and associates that wish for what the Leech family has.”

He gestured to Floyd, who was still wrestling around with the packages. “Thus, they often attempt to curry favor by sending gifts. The hope is to soften us up to them--but many of them, I suspect, are aiming for a far greater long term prize: our hands in marriage, and therefore near unlimited access to the resources and power that our father wields.”

Octa A paled. Already, he could feel his stomach sinking, and his body temperature turning chilly--as though he had just plunged into an icy sea. He was on the cusp of a dark secret--he felt it in his gut.

“O-Oh... I see... Ahahah... Y-Your family politics sound complicated, Jade-senpai, Floyd-senpai.”

“Indeed, they are.” Jade spoke quietly, his eyes digging into Octa A’s soul. Though the eel still sported a curve to his lips, his gaze lacked warmth. The light seemed to have drained from his irises, leaving them dull and frigid.

Sizing the mob student up--trying to ascertain whether or not Octa A needed to be blackmailed into submission--into silence.

“I trust that you would not dig deeper. It would be rather unfortunate if we lost one of our treasured employees.”

Octa A gulped, nodding vigorously to confirm an unspoken promise to Jade. Then the first year scrambled to make small talk, to change the topic, if only to avoid his vice-dorm leader’s dreadful stare.

“I-It does sound annoying to have people always trying to get your attention. I-I’d just want to live a quiet, peaceful life not getting noticed by too many folks... That way, I can just do what I want.”

“That sounds sooo nice!” Floyd chimed in from the floor. “It sucks when other people try to tell you what to do or how to be, or tryin’ to get you to act how they want! Like, if I’m gonna do something, I’m gonna do it cuz I wanna, not cuz someone else wanted me to.”

“I-I guess...?”

“Ehehe. Konbu-chan gets us! So you’ll take all the chocolate off our hands, right? Riiiight?”

“E-Eh?! I-I mean, I can if it really troubles you so much, senpai--”

“Great! I knew we could count on you~ Here, here, take it all!!” Floyd leapt to his feet and began piling box after box in Octa A’s arms, despite the melted chocolate pooling in the mob student’s palms. Chocolate smeared on the bottom-most box, and Octa A yelped.

“W-Wait...!! P-Please slow down...!!”

“Fufufu. Thank you for your assistance,” came Jade’s voice. Octa A couldn’t see him, since a bunch of boxes now obscured his line of sight, but he was sure that Jade was smirking.

He caught a flash of movement in his periphery. Jade emerged on his left, his olive and gold eyes narrowed--and his mouth, lined with sharp teeth, folded into a perfect smile.

“Did you know, Kon-san? Many people would kill to be in the position that you are in... being able to so casually engage with us on a daily basis,” Jade chuckled, granting the mob student a pat on the back. “Octavinelle is very fortunate to have our full attention, don’t you agree?”

“Y-Yessir...”

[shapeshifting-arch-mage]

Discord RP: 3/25/2018 Part 1 (Other RP’ers’ swear words are under the cut)

"Eeeheeheeheehee~" I giggle to myself as I step off my broom. I put the broom away and open the door.

[Acid Trip] Trip walks outside, pulling out another fatty and lighting it, this strain was good... "Fucking Slimey Cat Babes... Skeletons... I'm going crazy..." His phone rings "Armaggio? You got the suit dropped off at sports-courts? Sweet, I'll be right over, just finishing a toke..."

[2488] The ground is still a bit frosted over. That's all because of 2488, who is still lingering around. This IS their hunting grounds after all. but for now, they'll watch. it might feel like anybody here is being watched from somewhere... close by.

[Acid Trip] He hangs up and puts his phone back in his pocket, re-inserting his gold grill he takes a drag of the marijueno

Attracted by his colorful outfit, I follow him outside.

"Ooooh, wow, mister, who are you?"

[Acid Trip] He looks at this person talking to him. "And who are you, kid?" He adjusts his pile of gold around his neck, looking like Mr. T

"Teeheehee! I'm not a kid, silly! I'm 24!" I don't blame him for thinking I'm younger than I am, though. Even real people have thought that about me. "Are you a raver?" I ask giddily, not thinking at all about how dumb that question sounds right now.

[Acid Trip] "Kid, I'm not a raver. I am a fine connoisseur of Tye-Dye apparel." The whole kid prefix is hilarious because Trip is 16 and she's 24 he takes a drag of his Cigarillo again.

"Oooh, cool! I like those, too! I love colorful clothes!"

Actually, it's a little strange that I'm complimenting what he's wearing because, although I do like tye-dye, I don't like suits. But I'm in too good a mood to care about that right now.

[2488] It might be noticeably getting colder. that's really weird... This is a tropical island, supposed to be warm and hot and sweaty, but this place is cold. Why is that? It might be the fact that some dark figure is slithering around, stalking them. Mocking them. Making sure they see them but just out of their reach so they can never fully see it. ooooo scaryyyy

[Acid Trip] "Ok then. You never answered my first question, who the hell are you?"

"Teehee! No, no, no, who are you?"

[Acid Trip] "Trip... Acid Trip..." He puts his hand in his pocket, secretly holding a pair of brass knuckles just in case

"Pffhahahahaha!"

I bend over as I have a laughing fit.

[Acid Trip] Trip scorns "H-hey, what's so goddamn funny, huh!?"

[2488] Seeing as nobody notices them, they make the area even colder by breathing out more cold air, they sneak into the shadows. If you don't want to notice them, they'll just make it colder.

[Acid Trip] he puts the brass knuckles on from inside his pocket, feeling the draft...

Normally, I'd be angry at him for cursing at me, but instead, his response just makes me laugh even more. "Ahahahaha! Ahahahahaha!!"

I begin to shiver as the temperature drops. My face feels a little cold, but I keep laughing. And laughing.

[Acid Trip] "You on some kind of drugs or something!? Hello!?" he knows someone's there, he clenches a fist with the brass knuckles, ready to throw a hormone jet at whoever's trying to fuck around...

Well, look at that! He hit the nail right on the head!

"Ahahahahaha! YUP! Gahahahahah... Ahahah... Hahah..."

[Acid Trip] He gives her a face like someone just pissed in his wheaties. He doesn't know why he's there. He stomps out his Fatty, getting ready to go back in the bar.

[2488] This is boring. they're not being affected the way they want. fine. if they want to be that way. They slither in, slithering in behind the person who's laughing. "what the hell do you think is so funny rat." they said, yes, it's the monster. 2488. They have two mouths, their larger one gaping open and looking quite hungry. It's goopy all over, it's even got tubes sticking out of the sides of it. it's long, like a snake, and it has 8 tubes, making it able to walk like a spider. They seem calm, for now at least. they don't look like they're going to kill anything yet, but it's obvious that they've killed before.

"Heeheehee... W-Want some??" I hold out a vial of WONDERFUL LIQUID HAPPINESS- I mean, the yellow serum that the dorky cyborg dude at the Ministry of Joy injected me with. But then, I hear someone else asking me what I'm laughing at. I turn around...