I've Been Thinking A Lot Recently (which Is Never A Good Thing!) About Who Would Be The MC's "besties"

Can I request headcanons for trey deuce and silver for the idea that their crush was asked out/asked to meet someone recently only for them on their(the boys) errands (to distract themselves from their crush possibly being on a date with some guy) to overhear that said person doesn't like them but it's a prank to stand them up or dump water on them?

𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲'𝐬 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭

| Notes: Hi, anon! I think I forgot the errands detail but I still got what you wanted tho. This felt like one of those teen drama moments and I ab-so-lu-te-ly loved doing Trey’s part (you will know why). Deuce and Silver got their way to shine too! Love my precious boys <3 Hope you like it! Thanks for the request <3 |

Trey Clover, Deuce Spade, Silver x gender neutral reader / headcanons / fluff, action and lot of soap opera fight style / ft. unnamed jerk npc students / crush to something more… / use of “you” pronouns

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To the Rescue

From the beginning, when you told Trey that a Diasomnia student asked you out earlier that day, he had a strange feeling. Trey never considered himself a very jealous guy and even if he was, he had no way of stopping you. He wasn’t your boyfriend — a somewhat sad realization to assert;

Not that you were too excited about it yourself. You would go on this date just out of politeness and because it would be an opportunity to meet the village’s newest restaurant. Trey knew you and knew that you would try not to make things difficult for the student who was trying to approach you. You would manage to end everything on a slightly good note;

Still, Trey felt something burn in his throat every time this date was mentioned, as if he had swallowed a bunch of mustard. Talking about this with Cater, the friend teased him by saying that this feeling should probably be jealousy. But Cater added that if Trey was so concerned about your situation, he should confess his feelings right away;

To put it mildly, Trey didn't know how to do it. He didn't think you considered him someone more important than a friend and didn't want things to get awkward between you. But what if Cater was right? Would it really be madness to think you feel the same way? Trey didn't know. Love can be more complicated than a recipe with twenty ingredients and four rest times of the dough;

One day as Trey was walking down the hall after putting away his science club coat, he heard some laughter and a group of Diasomnia students together at a solitary spot in a single hallway. Trey stopped behind the wall when he heard your name being mentioned and even though it wasn't his nature, he tried to eavesdrop on the group's conversation;

From what Trey could pick up, the guy who asked you out wasn’t interested in you and this situation was a setup to play with you. They were jealous that Malleus visited Ramshackle to observe the gargoyles and found your mere good fellowship an insult. So the plan was to stand you up on the date and when you show up for a explanation, they would try to humiliate you even more;

A grain of mustard may be tiny but bitter enough to drive someone crazy. That's what Trey felt in his heart. A feeling of anger and revolt that started so small and was making him smoke through his head. But, taking a deep breath, he controlled himself and just smiled. Even if he wanted to punch those guys, he would actually do something... sweeter;

The next day, the group sat next by the Main Street and the student looked at the clock that marked one hour after the time he set with you at the meeting. His friends laughed but the laughter eventually died down when they saw you approach them with Trey by your side — a smile on both of your faces;

“I think something went wrong and you didn't show up at the diner. That’s sad but don’t worry!,” you gestured to Trey who had a package in his hands. “I got you a lemon meringue as dessert.” When Trey’s eyebrows arched and his smile widened, the students felt shivers. The vice of Heartslabyul threw the meringue neatly in the face of the guy who asked you out, splashing the delicious white cream on the others;

“Malleus will be very happy to find out what you were up to. Have a nice day,” Trey smiled politely and raised an invisible hat to them, walking out from there with you. You felt revenged and thanked Trey for alerting you about the prank, suddenly hugging him with all the strength you had;

This ended up taking him by surprise but Trey hugged you back and when you walked away, he kissed your forehead. You touched the spot he kissed, your spirits blooming like a beautiful red rose. And because Trey was more of a surprise box than people realized, he said he had just one more important thing he wanted to talk to you about. But this could be discussed on a date in that restaurant you wanted to see.

You were kind of down when Deuce talked to you after class. Apparently, an Octavinelle student asked you out and even though you accepted without thinking, you didn't seem too eager for it. You didn't tell Deuce the reason why but he didn't need much to know that you got into some trouble without meaning to;

One thing he understands perfectly. Deuce kept thinking about it throughout the day, partly racking up the feeling of helplessness he felt for not being able to help you get rid of a simple date and another part trying to understand what made that Octavinelle student invite you in the first place. You didn't have many acquaintances there besides Azul and the tweels;

Talking about it with Jack only made Deuce feel even more apprehensive about the whole thing. Jack wasn't one to judge others, but he wouldn't trust a flock of sheep in the hands of anyone in that dorm. Since they were your friends, they promised each other that they would keep an eye on the situation just in case;

The next day — a few hours before the date — Deuce was on his way back to the classroom because he had left his wallet in his backpack and only noticed when he arrived at the cafeteria. In this, he ended up overhearing a conversation between an Octavinelle’s group and they were laughing as they commented on how their friend was just a short time away from going out with the Ramshackle’s Prefect and would serve you the most spicy and terrible dish anyone could eat. The scandal you would make would be epic;

Their motive was not one of the best. They had been attacked by Azul during his berserk lapse before his overblot and they felt that if you hadn't stepped in to begin with, nothing stressful at that level would have happened. They didn't personally cared that Azul had put a third of the entire school’s students as forced laborers into the Mostro Lounge;

Deuce couldn't believe what he was hearing. After all the work you had and the hardships you went through to help them — he always felt guilty for letting you down that time — there were still people who didn't accept your good deeds! Deuce was disgusted. For the situation, for their plan, for the petty reasons and because the person he loved the most was involved in it;

Deuce gave the classroom door a good punch and ran out of there with the fury of a thousand card soldiers. Octavinelle’s students heard him and followed him to try to stop him from returning to the cafeteria. But Deuce’s anger was such that he ran like the wind through the hallways, his angry expression implying for anyone to get out of his way;

He managed to get to the cafeteria just in time to see that Octavinelle’s student next to you, marking the last details of the meeting with a sly smile. “You bastard!,” Deuce took him by the collar and stared at him steadily, his gaze sparkling. “Do you really have the courage to do this to someone who just wanted to help?!” The curses that followed it were pretty heavy;

You tried to hold Deuce’s arm and ask what was going on, to which he basically repeated the words of the boy’s friends out loud — these ones who tried to get out of there but the Leech twins blocked the door and exchanged sadistic smiles. Luckily, they managed to break up the fight before anything serious happened. The Octavinelle’s student swored at Deuce and you slapped him;

“Don't you dare talk about him like that, asshole! I'd rather go out with Deuce a thousand times because he's a decent guy!,” you confessed, too agitated by the situation and the insult the boy made to your crush to feel any shame about what you said. Deuce was shocked by that. He wasn't paying attention to anything else, not even Azul who stepped up after that;

You noticed Deuce’s intense gaze on you and gave him a faint smile, your feelings calming and the realization that you said more than you should. But to your surprise, Deuce managed to muster up enough courage to ask you out another day and you could spend that time together. Maybe something good will come out of it, don’t you think?

Silver was awake when he saw a Savanaclaw student ask you out on a date. It was a strange situation and even though Silver was still a little drowsy, he could tell that you were kind of led to accept that request — the student achieved this feat with a lot of calm and meticulously chosen words of self-deprecation;

You were going on that date for the sake of pity and that didn't make you feel good. Silver touched your shoulder but said nothing. He admired your kindness in accepting to go through this situation, yet he felt strange. Silver’s heart was heavy, sad and full of doubts. For the first time, he wondered why you would be next to him at that moment then. He wasn’t actually more interesting than that other guy…;

Since Silver seemed quieter than usual throughout the day, Kalim talked to him after class. In this, he ended up revealing his confused thoughts about you. Silver knew that you were very different from others in his eyes, but he couldn’t prick his finger on exactly what. To his own surprise, Kalim was able to identify the cause of all this: good old love, like in the fairy tales;

Silver thought much about this conclusion. That explained a lot. The reason why his heart would become so happy when you were around and heavy when you looked sad. He wanted to protect you, he wanted to see your smile light up his life. It was as if Silver had been asleep for all this time until you awakened him with your presence;

Silver still wasn't sure about confessing to you yet. He didn't want to be rude or selfish and get in the way of your date. The next day, he was inside a toilet cubicle when he heard the noise of water being poured in abundance and some laughter echoed through the place. Silver looked through the crack in the cubicle and identified some Savanaclaw students;

They commented among themselves about how their friend managed to set a trap and you fell like a duckling. The date that had been planned at the cafeteria would culminate in them dumping a bucket of water at you and getting revenge because you got in the way of Leona’s plans to win the magift intra-championship. As soon as the gang left the bathroom, Silver left too and took a shortcut to the cafeteria;

Silver knew his word alone wouldn't be enough to prove their frame, but if he could protect you from any attack, he’d fight anything in his way — a wall of thorns, a dragon, an entire jungle, anything for your safety. Silver arrived in time to catch up with the group before they got at you first;

Silver shouted your name and with a spell, pinned the Savanaclaw boys in the middle of the tables with the bucket in hand. Lilia was proud of his son’s improvement in spells. “It's a trap,” Silver warned you and turned to the boy sitting across from you. “I would never fool someone I love like that! I absolutely cannot forgive you!”;

It was the first time you had seen Silver’s eyes, normally a calm blue-lilac hue, become so firm and angry, almost losing its color. You stood up next to Silver, your beloved knight who arrived just in time to rescue you. The Savanaclaw student tried to punch Silver but he stopped the blow with extreme ease;

“Silver, never mind. A second cavalry arrived,” you pointed behind the other boy where Leona was with an expression of tremendous sour humor — first, they interrupted his lunch, then more problems accumulated. As the conclusion of this situation unfolded far away, Silver and you walked out towards the courtyard where everything was quieter;

Silver’s words about you being someone he loved still echoed in your mind. You stopped him and asked about it. He took a deep breath and looked up at the sky for a moment, recovering from the whirlwind of emotions he had to face in the last few minutes. But when Silver turned his gaze to you, giving a slight smile with an answer, you were also ready to give yours.

PIERCER IN TRAINING﹙☆﹚—  TWST

you want to pierce your ears, jade offers to do it for you.

— warnings: mention of needles, ears being pierced of course, semi proofread

— characters: jade (ft. azul)

when you first complained about wanting to pierce your ears, jade offered to do it for you. immediately, you shot him down. it would be stupid of you to accept an offer from jade leech of all people to pierce your ears. the possibilities were endless. he could pierce the wrong part of your ear. he could end up making too big of a hole. he could make too small of a hole. you knew none of the staff would be impressed to see you walk in to the infirmary with your ears in dire need of first aid. however, you seemed to underestimate jade’s persuasive skills. that was your biggest and most costly oversight.

since, before you knew it, you were sitting in front of jade, after hours at monstro lounge, as he was readying himself to pierce your eyes. “are you sure you can do this?” you nervously asked as you watched him slip a pair of latex gloves on. at least he acted like a professional piercer. 

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[ ✽ ] ˖ ˚ ◞ ┊ʺ CAMPUS CRUSHING WITH HEARTSLABYUL

[ ✽ ] ┊⠀❛ the twst boys as campus crushes has been keeping me up at night. i’ll come at you with my hcs of this each day or so for a different dorm. my victims today are HEARTSLABYUL

[ ✽ ] ┊⠀❛ gender neutral reader

[ ✽ ] ┊⠀❛ warnings ,, just an itty bitty bit of angst in ace and cater’s parts but other than that , fluff

[ ✽ ] ┊⠀❛ this is me trying to implement headcanons into my tumblr portfolio

you can’t tell me that…

riddle isn’t that insanely smart kid who’s on the debate team with you. for whatever reason it is, whether it be his dream goals or because his mother set certain precedents for him to achieve, he does everything scarily well on everything. you never knew him too well, just well enough to get your team pass competitions, but you wanted to know him better. he was always invited to the post win parties, but almost never wanted to actually take part in them, making up excuses for himself to not attend. just as you were leaving the auditorium to walk towards the buses, you caught up with riddle, gently tugging his arm to get his attention. it shouldn’t have made him blush the way he did. you practically begged him to join you for the party being held at one of the other member’s homes and he reluctantly agreed. he thought it was worth it for the way you smiled. “ i see… well, i suppose, i could accompany you… but of course ! it’s for the sake of sportsmanship ! ”

you can’t tell me that…

cater isn’t that social media star of your school. you are his friend. not the kind of friend who just kept him in good graces for the sake of clout, but instead the friend who could see through all of his happy captions. you were always there for him, but you didn’t know if you’d be there forever. graduation was steadily approaching and you grew solemn at the thought of you both losing that connection you had. you blamed it on school, but the reality was that time simply didn’t think that the two of you would be going down the same path. and then the night before graduation came. he was on your bed, painting his nails for the next day and you were engrossed in your books. that was until he looked at you and spoke about his worries of your drifting. the dam broke and you cried about how you didn’t want to lose him to others who’d never know him the way you did. his words reassured you, “ we’re gonna be close all the way till we’re old. who else is gonna be able to get the perfect pictures for me ? ”

you can’t tell me that…

deuce isn’t that cute guy who sits next to you during the lectures. he’s always so focused on his work, unless he’s asking you for extra help. his brows are usually furrowed, his bottom lip pushed outwards slightly, and his eyes filled with a sense of urgency. so, you’d lean over and explain the lesson to him in simpler terms. your whispers would kiss his cheeks and paint them peach, and he’d pray you wouldn’t notice. you help caused his grades to raise, so he thought to seek you for extra help outside of school. he told you that he’d pay for your help, but you refused his money and decided that payment would be best through a date. if only you had known how much his heart burst at the thought. over the week, he studied with you at your home and on the weekend, he took you on a lovely date to a nearby creek. you sat beside him, feeding the ducks as they came close to the both of you. “ i really like these ducks. i used to come here a lot when i was younger and even named a duck at some point. ”

you can’t tell me that…

ace isn’t that total asshole that you’ve been friends with forever. you went to preschool, high school and now college together. in college, you began to notice a shift in his character. he was trying to climb up a social hierarchy, one that you would never fit in. you never said anything about it, just turning his invites down, since you actually cared about your grades. or so you would say. in reality, it was hard for you to watch ace lose himself in the presence of people who’d never met his heart. he missed out on your birthday, just so that he could go and hang out with people who could care less about his well-being. you went to your dorm and cried and cried till your throat ached. ace only realized how badly he messed up, half-way through the hangout. when he did realize, he left immediately, going out and buying all the things he knew you liked before barging into your home with three bags in each hand. “ i’m such an asshole and i should’ve listened to you. i fucked up , but i still want to hangout with you tonight. ”

you can’t tell me that…

trey isn’t that student who also works at a nearby bakery. he’s pretty well-known around the campus, but not in the super popular way, but in the reliable way. he’s always been the type of student who’d just give the answers or extra notes when someone asked. he also made the most horrible april fool’s jokes when the time came, but other than that, you never had an opinion of him. that was until the day you came into the bakery, just five minutes before closing, tears streaming down your cheeks and books in your arms. you had the worst day ever, as you called it after you explained that your partner cheated on you, and that you were failing in a class because of an absence that you forgot to call in. he decided that it would be fine to close the bakery later that night. soon enough, you found yourself frequenting often, either to study with trey or even just to chat with him while he works. “ hmm ? i don’t mind you visiting all the time. just like the first time i told you , the doors are opened to you all the time. ” 

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me creating this in my lab while I conduct a little experiment on Azul and eximine his insides closely and pick him apart !!

[I refuse to drown - Azul Ashengrotto]

Summary: He had hurt you. Azul had hurt you and he wasn't sure how he could ever forgive himself, the guilt gnawing at his core. Despite that, you still smile at him. 

Notes: reader and azul knew each other before chapter 3, gn!reader, angst and hurt/comfort, self deprecating thoughts, some mentions of blood, injury and death but none too graphic, not proof read

Azul had lost everything.

Everything he had built painstakingly for years, crawling himself from the bottom of the depths, that he exhausted himself for, that he carefully planned and gained through his hard work. Gone, just like that, floating away in the wind the same way the sand of the beach is carried away by the waves.

But, the worst of all: he lost control. 

Control of himself, his actions and his mind. Azul couldn't remember what happened after seeing his contracts disintegrating, only that he felt more despair than ever before. Even when he was isolated and mocked by the other merman, he's never felt such helplessness, such anguish, such misery. 

His mind was muddy, he didn't feel like he was in his body. Why would it matter, anyway? It was all gone, gone, gone. 

He let himself drown in the feeling.

Drowning was a strange sensation. Azul, being a merman, never thought he could experience it, but Night Raven College was full of surprises. His lungs felt full, an inky substance occupying where once was air. His vision was dark, as if he had fallen into an abyss. He couldn't bring himself to care.

Azul didn't know which was worse, the hopeless feelings or the lack thereof. 

He stayed floating into nothingness for a while. He wasn't conscious, but he was. He was there, but he wasn't. He didn't have a body, but he did. If he could manage to string a coherent thought together, it might have been something like this: "Is this what death looks like?" Perhaps if he could muster enough strenght to feel something, he might have felt regret for all the things he still had left to do.

If he looked deep into himself, deeper than he was willing to, he might have found that he regretted making you sign one of his rigged contracts and dragging you into this mess. He should have known better than understimating you, he should have known that something like this would happen. After all, you were amazing enough to catch his attention. What made him think you wouldn't be amazing enough to find a way out of his deal? What made him think Jade and Floyd would be enough to disencourage you? What made him think someone like him, so dirty and insicere, could ever dampen someone like you, so determined and bright?

He didn't think about any of it. He didn't think about anything.

The first thing Azul felt when he came back to his senses was light against his eyelids. He was back at the surface. His body ached all over but his lungs no longer bled that viscous black liquid and he felt alive once more. He was still alive.

He could smell a familiar scent, one that he was used to smelling back at the Coral Sea, so used to he didn't identify it a first. He heard shouting that seemed to be miles away and right by his ear at the same time. His slugish head couldn't distinguish what was being said by whom, but he could swear he heard your name, it's mention alone being enough to jolt eletricity back into his being and keep him awake. There were hurried footsteps getting farther away and he finally recognized what the smell was. It was the metalic smell of blood.

He tried to open his eyes but the bright lights of Mostro Lounge burned them, so he kept them tightly shut. He couldn't get up, his legs hurt more than any other part of his body. What had happened? He couldn't have... could he? The last thing he could remember happening before passing out was... oh.

Oh. He did. Azul had an overblot.

His breath hitched, but he forced himself to keep breathing in the air, to keep the blot out, out of his system and out of his lungs and out of his veins and out out out of him. He bit his tounge, clenched his fists and forced his sore eyes to open.

The contracts, they were gone. His life's work. He had made a fool of himself in front of another housewarden. He had an overblot and put everyone in danger. He had put you in danger.

Jade and Floyd were by his side. They were talking to him, but he couldn't register the words. His head was underwater, the pressure weighting him down, his ears filled with water and dripping, dripping, dripping.

He could still smell the blood. Ah, it felt just like home.

Azul looked at his lower half, almost sure in some hysterical part of his brain that he would find his tentacles there. His legs laid on the floor, clean and useless. He breathed a sigh of relief. Still, he couldn't help but wish the blood was his.

He got the gist of what the twins were saying. Leona destroyed the contracts and you had managed to adquire his childhood photo. They were mocking him for the tantrum he threw, but he could tell they were worried. There wasn't much force behind the half hearted taunts and no matter how much they tried to hide, Azul knew them just like they knew him. They were aggravated at what happened as well, no matter how much they pretended they couldn't care less.

"What would you like us to do about the photo?" 

"I'm pretty sure we could just snatch it up with how shrimpy is now, but man, I'm not in the mood for it."

"...I don't care about the photo anymore. Tell me, what happened to the prefect?"

Jade looked at him with pity and Floyd's mood deteriorated. There was a bottomless pit of dread at his stomach, his throat felt dry all of sudden. His eyes burned, but no tears fell from them. When had his breathing become so erratic?

As soon as the twins broke the news to him, Azul tried to stand up and see you, not caring for how much his legs ached and hurt and screamed at him to stay down. Good, he thought with venom, so much loathing and disdain it left a sour feeling in his mouth, they better be hurting after what he'd done. He deserves worse.

Jade helped him balance himself on his legs and Floyd laughed at his clumsy footing, as if it was the first time the three of them set foot on land and were just learning how to walk. Azul felt like he had been stripped from his tentacles and siphon all over again. He had been stripped from his skin and from his mind, had been laid open and bare and vulnerable for all to see, had his chest teared apart and his lungs leaking onto the floor.

Once they arrived at the infirmary, Azul was almost jumped by your friends. The Heartslabyul duo and the young Savanaclaw seemed ready to plummet him to the ground, no care for his condition, if it weren't for Jade and Floyd tanking him by both sides like bodyguards. Azul was glad they didn't care, he was glad they worried so much about you. He would have let them hit him and taken the beating, there wasn't much of his pride left to salvage anyway.

The school nurse had just finished attending you and promptly went to work on his injuries. The Headmaster appeared at the infirmary right after Azul was discharged, no doubt already knowing what happened. He had never seem Crowley look as serious as he did when he asked for the three of them to accompany him to his office. 

Azul's body was exhausted, he clearly needed to rest. Still, he agreed without a fuss, the twins following him closely from behind. He could feel Jade's gaze burning the back of his neck, but he couldn't gather enough energy to care for whatever was going on the eelmer's mind. He felt empty, almost hollow. Frighteningly so, like he was still on that void state, disconnected from his body. Was he even awake?

The talk with the Headmaster was a long and tiring one. At the end of it, Azul accepted the new terms for him to keep running Mostro Lounge at the school, gripping tightly to the only thing he had left. He couldn't lose his beloved restaurant alongside everything else, it would be too much, more than he could handle.

It was dark by the time they were excused to go back to their dorm. Azul felt and looked like a mess, not like the businessman he took pride in being. His hair was dishevelled, there were eyebags under his eyes and his mouth was set in a firm line for a while, not managing much more emoting. 

There was a restlessness under his skin, on his muscles, deep in his bones, down onto every single cell. No matter how worn out he was, there was no way he would be able to sit back. Not until he saw you with his own eyes, saw exactly how much damage he had caused. 

He wasn't able to muster up the courage to look the twins in the face as he told them to go ahead, that he had something to do. Luckly, they decided he had suffered enough and didn't kick up much of a fuss before leaving him alone.

The walk to the infirmary felt like a fever dream, too long and too short at the same time. Azul wondered if your friends were still there at this time, if you were awake, if he was even allowed to enter. He stayed rooted in front of the entrance, trying to gather every last bit of confidence to put up his usual serene façade. 

He wouldn't let you see how affected he was by the whole ordeal. This wasn't supposed to be about him, he wanted to take a look at you. You, who had been nothing but friendly to him, who had caught his attention early on, who spent time with him at Mostro Lounge, who he admired so much, who wormed your way into his heart and refused to leave.

Azul was afraid you hated him now, but by the Sevens how much he wished you did. Why wouldn't you, after he tried to scam you out of your house and almost got you killed. All for his selfishness, for his stupid pride and greed. He was ready for you to scream at him, to hit him, say you never wanted to see him again. Even if the mere thought was enough for him to feel like throwing up, he knew it would be better if he stayed away from you and your light. That way, he wouldn't hurt you again, never again.

Steeling himself with the fakiest smile on his face, he pushed the door open, hands shaking.

The infirmary was quiet, no one in sight save for you. You were laying on one of the first beds, a peaceful expression on your face. You looked beautiful. You always did, to him. There were bandages all over where your skin was visible. Azul could feel the guilt choking him. How could he have the audacity to come talk to you after he was the one that did this?

He turned around and was about to leave when he heard you whisper. It was spoken so softly he wouldn't have heard at all if he wasn't hyperaware of you. "Stay." 

Azul stayed. He could never deny anything you asked for. Especially not when you sounded so pleading, when you looked at him like that.

There was a chair next to your bed, so umconfortable looking as it must feel. But it was the best way to stay closer to you, so he sat on it, waiting for you to drop the guillotine over his head for his sins. 

The silence was suffocating, denser than the pressure at the bottom of the ocean. He wanted you to say something, anything. His gaze was on the floor, lips pulled back, brows furrowed. If he closed his eyes, only the darkness would welcome him, swallow him whole, so he kept them stubbornly open.

"Azul." It felt like a blessing, like a drop of water after walking through the desert, like a warm embrace. Azul relished the way you said his name, the delicious entonation as your tongue rolled over every letter. He wanted to beg you to say it again and again. The only thing he does is lifting his head to look at you.

The proximity between you two was startling. He hadn't noticed how close you were, hadn't noticed you raising your hand, hadn't noticed the shine in your eye. He thought you were about to slap him, but couldn't drag his stare away from your eyes. They looked so gentle, so full of... something. He wouldn't dare try to name the emotion behind them, wouldn't dare hope.

Your hand made contact with his cheek, making him flinch lightly. There was no sting, only your warmth as you held his face. Your fingers left burning imprints where they touched, marked him from the inside out. Wide blue eyes meet your affectionate ones, so open and honest. Why were you being so gentle to him? Acting like nothing happened, like things were the same as before this whole mess occurred. 

"I'm glad." You confess softly, a secret meant only for the two of you, thumb brushing against his cheeks as he leans into your touch and lets himself melt into it while he still can. "I'm glad you're alright, Azul." 

"How can you say that when you're the one laying on a hospital bed?" His voice falls flat, trying to hide his emotions. But he's a cracked shell, his insides are spilling out into your palms, plain for you to pick apart and analyse as you please.

You smile, your joy is so sincere Azul can feel his eyes burn with unshead tears. How could he ever hurt someone like you? How could you still look at him without an once of hatred or disguist or fear?

"I was worried about you." You state as if it was the simplest thing in the world, because it is, to you. The sky is blue, the ocean is cold and you care about Azul. You say as if you aren't shattering his last bits of composure, as if you aren't breaking his heart into little jagged pieces. 

"Don't say that." He manages to choke out, as if the mere words hurt his throat, voice watery and breaking. "Please, don't say that." The 'I don't deserve it' is not said out loud, but both of you can hear it.

"How can I not? It's the truth." His tears flow freely, no longer under his control as he feels the urge to sob, to beg for forgiveness, to hide and never see you again in fear of hurting you. Only you had this effect on him, only you could break his barriers and composure so easily. 

You brush his tears away, whispering reassurances. Wasn't him supposed to be the one reassuring you? He had come to see how you were, to apologize, to let you scream at him, anything. He could take it if you hated him, he would understand, but how could your gaze still hold so much fondness in it, so much love? The guilt shatters him, pierces his heart, make his sobs louder. How cruel could your kindness be?

He had hurt you. Azul had hurt you and he wasn't sure how he could ever forgive himself, the guilt gnawing at his core. Despite that, you still smile at him. 

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He repeats, over and over. You say you forgive him, but he keeps going until his voice is hoarse. You don't, no, you can't understand it. You did nothing wrong, you're not like him, hands stained with blood and rot. He lets his guilt out before it festers and consumes him. It isn't enough to make up to you, although it does make him feel a little bit better, to let it all out like this.

You don't lie to him. You don't say it wasn't his fault or that he wasn't in the wrong, but you don't rub it in either. Azul appreciates it, the sincerity. He knows you can hold him accountable when the time is right. For now, you comfort him. You tell him how nobody else could put such effective notes together, how determinated and hardworking he is. How his past doesn't define him and how he has greater strenghts than any magic. He drinks every word up, commiting them to memory.

As his tears seem to dry out alongside his voice, you pull him closer to yourself. He submerges himself into you, your scent, your voice, your touch. He would happily let himself drown on the sensation. You just hold him, rubbing circles on his back and lending him your shoulder. 

It's like time has frozen over. Azul wishes it had. He could stay like this with you for hours if you'd let him, although he doesn't feel ready to admit it, be it to you or to himself. 

Everything is not right. You're still hurt, his contracts are still gone and Azul still feels wrong, the effects of the overblot lingering underneath his skin. His reputation took a significant blow and he'll have to change the method he's always used to work at his own establishment. 

But not all is lost, either. He can start over, the right way this time. You'll be by his side, cheering him on. There's a long road to improvement and Azul has never been one to get scared by such things. He'll put his efforts on getting back on his feet and breaking the surface of the water, as he refuses to drown. 

The late hour weights on your tired bodies, causing you to yawn, your hold on him getting laxer. With the way his body aches, he wouldn't be able to go back to Octavinelle. In fact, he doesn't feel able to move from the chair he is in. He doesn't want to leave you from his sight, to lose your touch. 

You ask him to keep you company, prompting him to lay his head on your lap, an umconfortable position, as he has to bend his torso to reach it, but he doesn't mind. Just having you nearby will be enough. One of your hands interlock your fingers with his and the other plays with his hair as you hum, not letting the silence engulf the room. He's beyond grateful for that, for how you just seem to know what he needs and is more than willing to give it to him. He's never been handled with such care before, like he's wanted, like he's precious. It makes his body feel warm and he basks on it.

He waits until you stop your ministrations, until your breathing evens out and it's just him alone with his thoughts. He keeps his eyes shut, as he knows that if he dared to glance at your sleeping face his heart would burst with affection, the feelings he's trying to rein in exploding from his chest. 

Azul only has made a promise to himself once, when he was a little kid being bullied by his peers, eager to prove them wrong, to prove he could be better than their expectations. Now, he makes a new promise, to protect you and your kindness, to never let someone, least him, hurt you again, to make up for his own shortcomings and become someone you can be proud of.

He loses consciousness for the second time that day, but this time he knows he's alive. He feels it in the way his heart beats in sync with yours, the way his breaths come out from his mouth, the way your fingers are laced with his. 

Azul is alive and swimming to the surface, as he refuses to drown.

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THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR LOVE ON MY BARBATOS WORK but you must know i am obsessed with u having a potted plant of four leaf clovers and then the image of just your dog being like GRASS!! GRASS!! I EAT LIKE COW!! Since my own dog likes chewing grass as well skfjdjdns you're such a unique person omg that story is something so special

AQUA I LOVE YOUR WRITING SOOO MUCH YOU NEVER FAIL TO IMPRESS ME!!! THANK YOU FOR SHARING WITH US IT WAS SO SWEET!!! just imagining barbatos in full butler clothes trying to find four leaf clovers with mc is such a charming scene. love is stored in the little things!!!

IT WAS EXACTLY LIKE THAT and I liked my little plant so much but my dog was a MENACE and loved to eat grass. we also have a barbados cherry tree and she'd dig the earth all the time and make a huge mess. I'll not even get started on the potted strawberries seedlings. it was a bit funny tho because none of my other dogs did that, ONLY her

Tskr Yana-sensei for making it canon that this man blushes with his HAIR

when you ignore the second-years

♯ jamil, silver, ruggie, floyd, jade, kalim, azul, riddle | first-years

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jamil viper, silver:

ruggie bucchi:

floyd leech:

jade leech: (he’s teasing you.)

Hi hi its the curious anon again from the jade and azul ask !!,HEHR PLEASE DONT APOLOGIZE FOR THE LENGTHY,I love reading long posts so I enjoyed it very much and I loved reading it!!,you honestly had me going /YES YEA THIS/ the whole way through 😂 and if you wanna go off about their designs plea please do!! 🥺,

I dont have too many thoughts to share /myself/ however except maybe a silly one thats a lil shippy on how floyd would call is s/o their actual name and flipflop between the sea animal nickname and actual name cause of the theory that he usually calls those he respects/are close to their names n so on-

HII CURIOUS ANON, I'm glad you liked my lenghty thoughts on them! since you've given me the go ahead, I'll take up your offer and talk a bit about their Dorm Uniform designs! (I didn't include Azul's overblot or any other clothes to focus on these especific ones, but perhaps another time!)

oh, before I start, yes I agree with that! I believe you're refering to this post regarding Floyd's nicknames, and I agree with it! like he does with Azul and Jade, the people he's truly close with and respects he would call by their actual name, not one of his nicknames. although I'm very attached to shrimpy as I find it very cute and I'd kind of miss it if he dropped it altogether, so I like the idea of him varying between it and his S/O's name!

fun fact: I like to draw occasionally, so character design is something I have a lot of interest in!

now, let's get this started, yes?

I feel like my thoughts go along with the general consensus of their designs, but sometimes even the obvious should be stated, so I'll say everything in my mind!

AZUL

I have a confession to make. I'm easily attracted by anime characters with white hair. I KNOOOOW IT'S SUCH A COMMON TROPE AND I FALL FOR IT EVERYTIME, HOOK, LINE AND SINKER. so him having his gray-ish hair color is already a positive point in my books. differently from Ursula, his hair is not wild and free, but rather very well kept, tamed and wavy! (and difficult to draw, lmao. the notes in the 2020 visual book make a comment on how it's important to make an outline before drawing it, or else the right side can come out too big)

even with it's difficulty, I think the little strand that's just a tad longer and curls following his face, reminiscing of a tentacle, is just so charming, it's a nice little detail that makes all the difference! another thing you can't really see it's that he has AN UNDERCUT!! WHICH IS SO COOL!! I miss the time I used to have an undercut too.

the choice of giving him glasses but not the twins is a bit ironic, since octopi don't have much of a bad vision at all, meanwhile eels are almost blind. (I think they use contact lenses. just imagine Floyd forgetting his and he can't see anything and he's just. confused.) I think it's most likely to make him fit even more in the stereotypical "smart and cunning anime character" profile. it miiight have been a reference to the darker shade around Ursula's eyes, but I honestly doubt it. they do fit quite nicely, so I'm not complaining at all!

one thing I like about his eyebrows are how expressive they are, which brings Ursula's eyebrows to mind! they seem to have very similar expressions in that sense, as the drawing of him with a mean grin and arched eyebrows is reminiscent of Ursula's expression! his eyes aren't half lidded like hers tho, a difference that pops out very clearly if you compare both pics of them looking straight ahead while smiling. Ursula's seem more menacing, as if she's up to no good, while Azul's is more polite.

I loooove the mole near his mouth, mirroring Ursula's, it's so charming!! and I don't know if you've ever stared at his lips before but. look. they are very glossy and they SHINE, his mouth looks amazing, he might not pass on Ursula's birght red lipstick but he DEFINETLY has lip balm at least

now let's look at his drip. Octavinelle's dorm uniform makes an homage to the Sea Witch's elegant style, using a stylish combination of suits in more neutral tones, either in black and white or in shades of purple and gray, making a reference for her lavander skin tone and purple tentacles.

look I'm gonna be honest. I don't know what's up with the fedora. the iconic shell is a nice touch, but why must he wear a fedora? he could look professional and mature without it!! I am. not the biggest fan of hats. AND HIS HAIR LOOKS SO PRETTY WHY MUST HE HIDE IT

the bowtie I think it's a bit silly, but that might be because it's not common at all here where I live. I've only seen normal ties, so for me it might have looked better with one (not in this purple shade tho, maybe in a more muted tone of it. I do like the contrast of color against the white). I also don't see much what's the point of the grey scarf but it does help him look fancy, though the Octavinelle crest on it makes it look a bit like Harry Potter merch

as he's the housewarden, he gets a special long coat that does make him look a bit like a mafia boss, especially because he's not actually wearing it, only having it drapped over his shoulders. (or perhaps it's the bowtie. was that why it was there all along!?) and the white gloves? it's very snazzy and suspicious at the same time, but I can see the elegance of hiding your hands as if you're a victorian maiden hiding your ankles and shoulders to preserve your modesty.

the cane is SO COOL. I don't think he uses it for anything other than looking intimidating but's it's so cool. maybe it helped him to get used to walking with only two legs (adapting from eight to two must have been hard) when he started his first year and he's kept it. his shoes are pretty normal, expected even, BUT WHY ARE HIS SOCKS NEON PURPLE. I know it's to match his silly mafioso bow tie BUT WHY.

JADE

I'll start with things that will apply to Floyd as well, but I only want to say it once

Flotsam and Jetsam are... not the prettiest around. I'd say they are very far from it, even. Which only surprises me more that the twins look SO GOOD when they were based off of this??

as a reference to the moray eels, Ursula's beloved pets and minions, the twin's hair follow their color scheme, teal in it's majority with a dark gray stripe, and each have one yellow eye that helps to differentiate from which eel they were inspired by. their merman forms also make reference to them, as their tails are quite similar and they have fins and gills, which is not something the merman in the Little Mermaid used to have.

thankfully, for everyone's happiness, their physical similarities end there.

JADE TIME!! I have another confession to make: I also love character's with hair that has more than one color. I'M NOT TOO HARD TO PLEASE ALRIGHT!

Jade's hair is very unusual and at first glance might even look strange, a mix of color and shapes in an already complicated design. I think it plays along well with him, the little J shaped strand of hair hugs his face and calls attention to it, breaking the monotony from his otherwise short hair and balancing it's color out. the way his side bang is cut in such an angular and sharp way gives it such a nice shape, and I like how his hair is well kept and brushed! (differently from Azul's, his hair is a pleasure to draw, as I sometimes find myself doodling it at the corner of my books, absentmindedly)

THE SHAPE OF HIS EYEBROWS !!! they also feel quite angular and pointed, different from Floyd's, which compliment his eye shape very well. AND HIS EYES?? I could look into then all day. the way they are sharp and pass the feeling of his witty personality, they are angled upwards and give him an alluring sense, his upper lashes are fuller and give a cutting look to his eyes, the little eyebags (?) under them breaking the lightness of his skin and adding some color around them, even his eyelid fold helps to create such a charming gaze. I LOVE THE HETEROCHROMIA!! they aren't wildly constrasting, like I commonly see, but rather a duller tone of the other, which is how it usually happens in real life! such a polite look and by it's shape alone you can tell there's something behind it, something sharp enough to almost break the surface.

even his nose differs from Floyd's, as it feels a little softer and round ended, less curved and more of a straight line. I love these little spot the differences games, while they might seem like such minor details, they come along to create a bigger picture that differentiates the twins and each is their own person very well, not only with their body language but also by their appearence!!

OH AND HIS LIPS. I know I know it's the art style but still. the way his bottom lip is so full and shiny?? the way the corners of his mouth curl upwards just so. the carefully constructed politeness. how he rarely shows his teeth to keep the more harmless appearence, only letting them be seen if he's trying to intimidate someone or if he's actually happy. the dangers of his sharp teeth hiding like a shark under the waves !!!!!!

AND JADE'S EARRING! like on Floyd, it's such a dynamic little shape and gives them a bit of a more approachable look? and then you discover how they even got it in the first place LMAOOO. wait, let me give some context: on Usrula's spell, she says "Beluga Sevruga, Come winds of the Caspian Sea!" what does that mean? beluga is a variety of caviar (and of the more expensive ones), and it's harvested from the Sevruga sturgeon, native from the Caspian Sea. the story of how the twins got those earrings is that they won a fight against a sturgeon and kept the scales as a prize, so really even their cute little silly earrings are indicative of how dangerous they can be and how they like to flaunt that around LOL. in story they are also mentioned to be known as a good luck charm, due to being a popular ingredient in the Sea Witch's potions. it's such a nice reference! and it also implies the twins might have a bit of a supersticious side to them, which is so interesting.

the merman form is so cool too! as mentioned, I really like how they use more elements of moray eels and lets them have a more fish-like look. the stripes are elegant and a nice detail that brings these aspects from the eels, not to mention his body is literally luminiscent! like! he glows underwater!! how cool is that?? the fins in place of ears are cute, and the webbed hand makes a lot of sense! the tail adding lenght to them and making them twice their human size is a nice way of making them grow without distorting their proportions. (just why. why must he have abs. eel abs. it was a whole jumpscare the first time I saw them.)

I'm. gonna sound a bit hypocritical now. but! I think the hat looks nice on Jade. HEAR ME OUT! I'm still not the biggest fan of hats, but Jade's is not like Azul's, it has a wider, less square box like, shape, the shell is hidden as to not overdo with the details and leave it as a more discreet one, and the way it's drapped on his head, following his bangs and the linearity of his longer stripe, gives such a fluidity to the whole thing and manages to make him look suave!

also, one thing about him is how he's always prim and proper, tucked in neatly in any formal suit and showing his diligence. there's something about people who are always so covered up and formal looking. the profissionalism... the maturity... the sense he's above you... the clothes make the man...

ANYWAYS. I like that the shade of the regular uniform is a lavander that goes easy on the eyes (housewarden's neon purple, take notes), it gives a classy feel and goes along great with the general color scheme! I hope they are careful on laundry day to wash those separatedly from the white uniforms.

again with the little bow tie. the white manages to compliment his gloves and the pocket square very well, but it stills looks a bit silly to me. I'm sorry, but here where I live the only people I've seen using those are clowns, literally (look up Patati e Patatá. it's Jade and Floyd).

he thankfully doesn't show his socks, but his shoes have white details on them that I feel that kind of break the sleekness of the whole. I know it would be way too monocromatic otherwise, but I don't think it'd be necessarily a bad thing, especially since they have no problem in doing it with his other designs. with the ones he has on, it looks like he's about to start tap dancing at any minute.

still, Jade is slaying

FLOYD

as I've already discussed some of his design aspects in Jade's part, I'll go over only what I see as unique to him.

his hair is messier than Jade's, wilder and spikier, and it kind of looks like he doesn't brush it in the mornings, but that's part of his charm, this unkept look! the F shaped longer strand seems a bit fuller than Jade's as well.

his eyebrows are higher and less sharp than Jade's, angled downwards and following his eye shape that makes him look sleepy or bored more often, less atent than Jade, and exposes his double eyelid better. his eyes are more expressive, oftentimes curving in excitement or with his pupils contracting when angry.

the shape of his nose is pointy, sharper and slightly more curved. ONE THING I REALLY LIKE: his mouth. Floyd is always showing his emotions, and it's delightful to look at his jagged teeth as he smiles openly! even when he's not emoting so drastically you can still catch a glimpse of them!

the thing is that while they have their differences, the twins designs are very similar, as they really separate from each other in their personalities.

the hat also looks better on him than on Azul (sorry Azul, yours is a bit goofy and doesn't compliment your hair very well), and while it follows some of the reasons I've cited on Jade's, there's also something else. the hat helps to show his impulsive nature! how so? well, I think like this: the rest of the uniform he has to wear, there's no escaping it, but the hat? he can do wathever he wants with it. if he feels like putting it on, he does, if he doesn't feel like it, he can just not. it's not a crucial part like the shirt or the suit, so people won't get much on his case about it. in the card, he's taken it off, simply because he wanted to.

he's also more free than Jade's buttoned up look, as he quite literally doesn't button up many parts of it, his jacket is open, his collarbones are exposed, his silly clown bow tie is untied, his scarf is flowing in the wind. Floyd doesn't like to be restricted by tight fitting clothes and honestly I get him.

as much as Floyd is interested in shoe fashion, I don't like his shoes at all. in most of his cards actually. I don't know if it's because I know nothing about it and use an All Star for every occasion, but his shoes always look goofy because of his socks. ALWAYS. who lets him keep getting away with this??? someone please stop him he's comminting crimes against fashion with those socks. THE NEON PURPLE DOESN'T EVEN GOES WELL WITH THE SOFT LAVANDER OF HIS SHIRT. THERE'S NOTHING GOING ON FOR HIM HERE. not to mention he's also using the tap dancer shoes.

CONCLUSION

I really like Octavinelle's under the sea theme and how well their designs make callbacks for their counterparts, making nice references for such an iconic villain! all in all they are very elegant and pass a professional vibe that's characteristic of the dorm and it's students, leaving enough space for their own little quirks to shine through.

I love to take a look at them like this!! I might have a terrible fashion sense for myself, but when it comes to character design I suddenly become a critic lol. though I feel that the game manages very well to create interesting designs that calls to mind the original villain's and leave enough room for their own personalities to shine, catching your attention and staying easily on your memory! all the characters have unique little things that differentiate them and make even people that have never played the game recognize them!

that's it for their dorm uniforms and general designs, I hope you like it curious anon! thank you for once again indulging me on my rambles!

(I took the images from pinterest but they are from the 2020 visual book, which I found some translations for in their character fact sheets and here, or from the Little Mermaid's concept art book!)

WHY DID U ASSUME I'D JUDGE YOU ??? you're right tho lol this questions says a lot about u as a person

ooh I never had those before! and I probably won't either bc I'm kinda allergic but ! hazelnut seems good enough. not sure how to feel about the neon green on pistachio tho

ME TOO vanilla is simple and goes well with anything! though I've never seem the vegan one to try before, next time I'll look for it

mine are white chocolate OR the one I absolutely must have at home. Flocos Ice Cream. (sorry I have NO IDEA how to translate it but there's like chocolate flakes on vanilla? it's very good!)

Mal I have a very important question to you. What's your favorite ice cream flavor???

OK SO. DON’T JUDGE ME😕😕

i really like pistachio ice-cream or hazelnut!!!

most of the time i have vanilla because it’s easier to get… BUT i’m fussy and i only like vegan vanilla icecream but it HAS TO BE VEGAN not regular. it tastes different.