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I will draw a full body flat colored character for $15(usd)

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I will send progress updates so you can make sure what I’m drawing matches what you want.

Only after I've finished the piece will I ask for payment.

Once I am paid, I will send you the image.

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FORM:

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(notes can be used to express if you want character in a different outfit or something)

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WILL DRAW YOUR CHARACTER X CHARACTER SHIPS

Hey, I like drawing character interactions.

I also need money.

Please pay me to bring your ships to art.

For example, this commission I did:

I will draw oc x oc and oc x canon ships for $30(usd)

typical full body colored character is $15, I’m drawing two characters, therefore $30.

PROCEDURE:

Fill out the form below.

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I will draw the ship.

I will send progress updates so you can make sure what I’m drawing matches what you want.

Only after I've finished the piece will I ask for payment.

Once I am paid, I will send you the image.

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FORM:

character 1:

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approx height ~

basic personality ~

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character 2:

character 1:

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approx height~

basic personality ~

notes ~

reference image ~

characters’ relationship dynamic/how they interact:

what kind of scene/interaction do you want:

Notes:

if the character is an oc from an original universe, put "original universe" in ["fandom"]

if you answer "i dont care" or nothing at all to what scene/interaction you want, you are giving me full creative freedom, meaning I can draw these characters however I please. I will try my best, but if there isn't clear communication, there's only so much I can do.

I will draw poly ships, too! Buuuut it'll be an extra $15 per person... love is love but time is money :(

I'm hesitant to draw canon x canon because if idk the Fandom they're from, there's a possibility there could be a ship that promotes incest, pedophilia, or general toxic/abusive relationships, and I just don't want to take that risk. But I can be persuaded!!!

And if you have any questions, you can ask them here in comments or in messages!!

SOME OTHER EXAMPLES OF MY ART

Some of these images include characters from @lenore-was-hereore

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*Yuu, post graduation. Working*

Close Co-worker: Dang, it seems like I can't go to my sibling wedding in the Scalding sands. Airplane tickets are sold out cuz of the holidays

Yuu: Don't worry, I know a guy *Calls the Head of the Asim Family*

Yuu: My friend is asking what kinda of food you want during the jet ride.

Close Co-worker: JET RIDE?! I can't afford that!

Yuu: *Frowns* *returns to the phone*

Yuu: Kalim, said you can use the helicopter if you're in a hurry.

Close Co-worker: Huh?!!!!

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Have you seen this post?

You probably have. It currently has over 120,000 notes, largely because of this addition.

Of course it's going to get reblogged, this kind of unsourced factoid does numbers on here. But something about it wasn't quite right.

A bit of searching turned up the origin of the "fact".

Alright, so it's someone who posted this on reddit 4 years ago and somehow ended up in the search hits. And the post confuses the electric eel (from South America) with the electric catfish (from the Nile, which the Egyptians would have known about).

Reminder: this is an electric eel (Electrophorus electricus). It is from South America. (image from Wikipedia)

And this is an electric catfish (Malapterurus electricus). It is from the Nile and would have been familiar to the ancient Egyptians. (image from Wikipedia)

And then of course people were speculating in the notes to that post about trade routes between South America and Egypt. Excellent scholarship everyone.

At this point I was ready to call it another made-up internet fact that gets reified by people repeating it. But something was still bothering me.

An ancient Egyptian slab from 3100 BC. What could that be...

Oh.

The Narmer palette. It's the goddamn Narmer palette. (image, once again, from Wikipedia)

So where is this "angry catfish"?

It's not the Egyptian name for the electric catfish.

It's... Narmer. It's Narmer himself.

Narmer's name is written as above (detail of top middle of the palette), using the catfish (n`r) and the chisel (mr), giving N'r-mr. The chisel is associated with pain, so this reads as "painful catfish", "striking catfish", or, yes, "angry catfish" or other similar variants, although some authors have suggested that it means "Beloved of [the catfish god] Nar".

So.

Where does this leave us?

It would appear that this redditor not only confused electric eels with electric catfish, but also confused a Pharaoh's name with the name of a fish. And then it got pushed to the top search hits by a crappy search engine and shared uncritically on tumblr.

In short, "the electric eel is called angry catfish" factoid actually literacy error. Angry Catfish, who ruled upper Egypt and smote his enemies, is an outlier adn should not have been counted.

Also the Arabic name for the electric catfish is raad (thunder) or raada (thunderer).

References

Afsaruddin, A., & Zahniser, A. H. M. (1997). Humanism, culture, and language in the Near East: studies in honor of Georg Krotkoff. Eisenbrauns.

Clayton, P. A. (2001). Chronicle of the Pharaohs. Thames & Hudson.

Godron, G. (1949). A propos du nom royal. Annales du Service des antiquités de l'Egypte, 49, 217-221.

Sperveslage, G., & Heagy, T. C. (2023). A tail's tale: Narmer, the catfish, and bovine symbolism. The Journal of Egyptian Archaeology, 109(1), 3-319.

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Reblogging now that we have mamma leech fr 🙏

thinking bout floyd again...

Teehee day that ends in y. Thinking bout his birthday bloom card, and how he mentions how mama leech always calls and tells him stories from his childhood. Imagine being Floyd's significant other, meeting mama leech, and she is so happy to share all the stories with you. Now floyd has to listen to them all over again, but shrimpy's here this time

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Mera, have you read manga Obsessed Twins and a Female Sink in Copulation ~Which Do You Choose to Love?~

In short, the MC has a guardian angel who protects her from the devil who intends to kill her. And unexpectedly, the guardian angel and the devil are twins. When I read it, I could imagine Jade as the guardian angel and Floyd as the devil. I highly recommend you to read it if you haven't before~

I HAVE!!! >w< aaaa that manga is so good!!!!! I love the premise and the lore of that world's angels and devils,,, the artist who drew it does twst fanart and they draw the Leech twins quite frequently! I recommend their eel art. It's very yummy. <3

But ooooo guardian angel Jade,,, who only cares about you and your safety and well-being. No one else matters in his eyes; he is dedicated solely to you. This type of pesky angel whose dream is to become yours just as you'll become his. Acting like a shy, demure virginal angel as if he isn't the biggest pervert in all of heaven......... orz always chasing away that no-good devil,, much too possessive in his protection of you!!!

AND DEVIL FLOYB!!!!! Mischievous devil who wants to kill you and then you'll be stuck as his for all of eternity,, until he actually starts to fall for you and then suddenly he's switching motives. A shame he can't step foot in Shrimpy's house, or else that troublesome angel will give him the boot... </3 oh, it's too cruel... don't you have any pity for this lonely devil....... he's just as bad as your guardian angel!!!! >_<

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A/n: did I ask if you wanted georgina content in that poll? Yes, I did. Did I had the patience to wait for it to finish? Lmao no. Come get your content, ik y'all are starved for her

Warnings: yandere content, gn!reader, infantilization, and body horror mention.

"Quit fussing around," Georgina voice is stern, hard, as she bounces you on her lap, forcefully tucking your head into her neck as her eyes pierce down at your pouty expression. "If you were good, I'd have finished this up a lot earlier, babe."

Her tone makes a little shiver go down your spine as you try to find a more suitable position. But the sudden movement isn't unwelcome at all, as you melt onto her, a happy, soft sigh escaping your throat as the contact makes your head go hazy, and your limbs relax.

You can't help the sudden exhaustion gwaning at you, encouraging you to sleep, to fall back into a deep slumber, surrendered by her, the serene song that comes from the record player, as she reads some important documents - "for big people and not babies like you", or so she said -, you tried to get an eyeful of them but couldn't read any of it, as it was in Mer-ish language.

She starts to hum, to lull you in a sense of security and comfort as she holds you close to her yet again. The song, the warmth, everything was helping the drowsiness and exhaustion to catch you in their arms again.

"Sleep well, angelfish." She mutters.

Her voice is so far away now.

Almost a whisper.

Your eyelids close, and sleep claims you, as you curled yourself like a shrimp in her lap. So cute. So vulnerable.

So hers. Or better yet, theirs.

Georgina stares at the family portrait that stands on her table with a giant, toothy smile. You were theirs new addition to the family, even if you didn't know about that.

From the moment she first laid eyes on you when Jade was introducing his friends from school, and his voice had taken a softer tone when referring to you, she knew that there was something unique about you. Of course, the twins adored you; your skin was as soft as the meat they ripped from their prey's body. You smelled just like the sun ascending to the sky after a thunderstorm.

They had chosen you.

Her boys had chosen you, and so she and her husband chose you as well.

But there was a problem; you were human. Weak. Fragile. And they were eels. So, of course, you were meant to be protected, to be babied. You're too good for this world, making all of them giggle with your strange references, jokes, and lingo. You were a bond, gluing them even more tighter.

And if anything or anyone came up to hurt you, they would destroy them. That was something to be sure about.

So as she continues to lull into sleep, she makes plans to cut your legs and mutilate your body, to turn into a cute little eel just like them. She wonders... would you hate them for that?

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Hi I know you're not as invested in twst anymore but have you seen Trey's latest SSR 🥺

i want to [REDACTED][REDACTED][ I am being dragged off the premises]

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this may just be the longest synopsis i've ever written for a fic. ANYWAYS!!!!!! i hope everyone is ready for Hot Floyd Summer™

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MERA ITS INDEED HOT FLOYD SUMMER 🏝️🌞💃🕺💃🕺 Cant wait to see what ur cooking up with the eel 😜

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HOT 👏 FLOYB 👏 SUMMER!!!!!!!!!! 👏 I'm cooking up lots of yummy things with this fic. >:D Italian eel, fwb, you get to meet the Leech family, Jade gets to play the role of honorary menace (as if he isn't already number one menace), a very business-like deal that becomes less about business and more about sex as the fic goes on, etc etc.

It's also my first time writing a fic that's told from the pov of both the love interest and the reader simultaneously!!!! So you'll get to see Floyd's reaction to certain things alongside reader's. >:) he's falling for you and he doesn't even realize it.

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cherish the beauty, love the perfection

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I have been summoned

pspspsps floyd doodle

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Yuu petting Grim and going "who's a good kitty? Who's a great kitty?? Whos the very best kitty???"

And Grim going "I'm not a cat!!! I am the great grim!" But with like sub captions going *it's me, I'm the best kitty*

My yuu for ref

Blazer is a biiit to boig on her, but it's all she could find in ramshackle that was still in decent condition!!!!

I'm also bored so handth me thine yuusonas or twst ocs or just like general twst requests, even scenarios or whatnot 🩷

Me rn:

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I've got a pastel murder man living in my head rent free...

PAY RENT

Hetalia posting in 2025??? Idk blame @merakiui

Actually this art is pretty old I've had this for a while lmao.... but a certain writer I like posted something for Ollie recently, so here I am... posting this to tumblr...

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Period + Depression combo driven TWST Playful Land Rambles

I think we all deserve to ramble to our heart's content in this time. So here's my election woes/ovulation driven comfort rambles. Maybe it will offer you some comfort as well ❤️

The Gino-Is-My-Son rambles:

Gino is my Itty bitty and he can do no wrong. Idc if he is actively doing wrong, he can do no wrong.

Joining the others to Playful LAND and immediately getting attached to the small beastman seemingly attached to Fellow's hip. Fellow trying to work his charm but ngl I'm basically ignoring him any and every time Gino smiles. Fellow offering to take me and my group for a personal tour, but I'm focused on seeing Gino smile. He is my boy, my son. Grim getting jealous when I tear off pieces of chicken to give to Gino instead of him.

The Floyd-Addiction-Strikes-Again rambles

Mostly sticking with Floyd while at Playful Land. Breaking off from the larger group to spend one on one time with Floyd. It's like a date. Feeding each other cotton candy. Floyd wants to try all the weird flavored snacks. Letting Floyd drag me around the park, going along with his every whim and fancy. Taking pictures of us whenever I can. He doesn't really care about the pictures, and it ends up mostly being candids of him having a good time or really blurry photos from trying to take a selfie of the two of us but he does something goofy last minute to mess it up, but I don't consider them ruined, cuz they're not. They have a Floyd Touch to them now, just makes them more special.

The Especially-Delusional rambles

The Floyd Leech of some of my yandere rambles who really wants children, even if they're not biologically his. Floyd, who sees how attached I've become to Gino, and just shrugs and goes along with it. Floyd standing by as I absolutely baby Gino. Fellow watching by, not even he is able to mask the confusion and slight horror he feels at the situation, meanwhile Floyd is playing along. Gino is also playing along, because he is Perfect Boy tm.

Even when in a cage, unable to move because of the puppetification process, still cooing over Gino and telling him I forgive him, even as I sass Fellow.

Floyd and I both, frozen in the cage, still acting like Gino's parents, Fellow regretting every major life decision that brought him to this point.

Really I just want a chance to coddle Gino, even though he could very well be older than the NRC boys??? How old is Gino???? Like they emphasize Fellow is a full on adult, but what about my boy Gino????

Whatever, I just want to coddle Gino, with Floyd humoring me and playing along with my nonsense.

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Eyo I've had this one in the drafts for a bit. It is no longer election or Playful land, but know what it is?

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Blood in the Water (Floyd x Reader)

Summary: You get your period and Floyd is confused.

AN: Gonna be honest, this is mostly for me. I'm having the absolute worst cramps and writing this is mostly cathartic. I need a good comfort fic every once and a while. Thanks for reading!

Cross posted on my AO3 TheGhostIsTheKitchen

Warnings: AFAB reader, she/her pronouns, menstruation, cramps, nausea, brief mention of assault but no actual assault, can be read as romantic or platonic

There was a familiar twist in (Y/N)’s gut and she groaned. Putting a hand to her stomach, she leaned against the wall in the library, sinking down between the bookstacks as her head went dizzy and a knot of pain grew in her belly. 

When her period had started this morning, two days late, she’d felt mostly fine. Sure maybe a little bloated and sluggish but that was par for the course. For a minute she’d been able to fool herself into thinking this would be one of those easy periods. It would last a few days without the plummeting change in emotions, the barbed wire cramps in her lower stomach, and every inch of skin feeling way too sensitive. Now that seemed like wishful thinking. 

The first time she got her period here she desperately looked through the stacks of pain medication at Sam’s, wrestling with the unfamiliar brands to try and decipher which were good for period pains and which might make it worse. Thankfully, a trans Scarabia student had seen her struggling, pointing out which products they used. Sam had thrown in a free heating pad shaped like a huge dumpling. She’d almost cried. 

She wished she had that heating pad now. She closed her eyes, thunking her forehead on her knees as she curled up. This was supposed to be a free study period, but she now suspected she’d spend the whole hour hiding in the library, afraid to move for fear of agitating the growing bundle of pain in her abdomen. She took a deep breath through her nose, exhaling through her mouth. 

(Y/N) sensed the presence before she saw him. Months of being startled by Lilia or Chenya breaking onto campus had sharpened her skills in being ready for surprise attacks. She cracked open an eye, catching the fleeting glimpse of teal colored hair ducking behind a stack. She pressed her lips together. She normally loved having Floyd around. She appreciated his vibrant, if not volatile, personality, how surprisingly talented he was in domestic tasks like cooking. Jade had once mentioned that (Y/N) was able to sense Floyd’s mood swings with almost as much accuracy as his own brother, anticipating the shift and adjusting accordingly. And, to be honest, she loved how he would squeeze the life out of her at any given chance. But right now, when she was fighting a wave of nausea? Now was not the time. 

She watched from the corner of her eye as Floyd stalked through the stacks, more like a shark than an eel. When she saw him ready to pounce, muscles tensing, ready to strike, she quickly held out her hand in a ‘stop’ motion, cutting him off mere inches from his arms enveloping her. 

“Floyd,” She said, exhaustion seeping into her voice. “If you squeeze me right now I’ll throw up on you. That’s not a threat, it’s just what will happen.” 

Floyd pouted, his posture deflating. “Boo,” He said. He blinked, just now taking in (Y/N)’s curled in form. “You okay, Shrimpy?” 

(Y/N) chuckled mirthlessly. “All my insides want to be my outsides, but other than that I’m good.” 

Floyd blinked, wide eyed, mouth dropping open in alarm. His features almost immediately switched to steely anger. “Who hurt you?” 

If (Y/N) wasn’t so preoccupied by the lethargy pulling her body down, she might have found his protectiveness cute. “Just Mother Nature, Floyd. And I don’t think even you have much of a chance against her.” At his puzzled expression, she added, “I’m on my period.” 

“Oh.” He stood there for a moment, long limbs awkward now that he couldn’t use them for violence. He shifted on his feet before collapsing down to sit next to (Y/N). He tapped his feet, trying to dispel ounces of his endless energy. “So, your period?” 

(Y/N) hummed in response. “Yeah. It’s a few days late, but it’s here. At least I’m not pregnant, right?” 

Floyd jumped, eyes wide. “Pregnant?” He asked, voice cracking. “You have a boyfriend?” 

(Y/N) scoffed, waving him off. “God, no. It’s enough juggling everything else that’s happening here without worrying about a relationship.” 

“Then,” Floyd thought for a second, eyebrows furrowing in anger. “Is somebody hurting you?” 

(Y/N) looked up at him, just now noticing his angry confused face. “Hurting me? No, I’m not - Oh, wait, no! Not like that, no! I’d tell someone if anything like that happened, I promise.” 

“So you’re just seeing someone?” He almost looked hurt with his pout. 

“No, I’m not, casually or anything serious.” 

“But you thought you might be pregnant?” 

“Every girl thinks they might be pregnant when their period is late, even if they’ve never had sex before.”

“When your period is late,” Floyd repeated. 

“Yeah, it’s universal. Ask any girl. Or a person with a uterus. You know what I mean.” 

It was quiet again, Floyd tapping his feet more aggressively this time. Just when (Y/N) was about to ask him to stop, that the tapping sound was adding to her hammering headache, Floyd asked, “What’s a period?” 

(Y/N) turned her head from her knees to look up at him, and, realizing he was serious for once, jerked straight up. “Wait, really? You never heard your mom talking about it? Or any girls you know?” 

Floyd shrugged, looking away and rubbing the back of his head. “I’ve never heard mer-girls say anything about it. And you’re really the only human girl I know.” 

(Y/N) had momentarily forgotten that her and Floyd’s biology was far more different beyond physical sex. Now that she thought about it, it would make sense if mermaids didn’t have periods, right? She found it hard to believe that Floyd could be willfully ignorant of something that affected half the human population, (come to think of it, did beast women have periods? Or fairies?) but if he didn’t have extended contact with humans who suffered monthly, his confusion and concern would make sense. 

“Oh,” (Y/N) said, feeling herself blush. “I didn’t think - yeah, no, I’m fine. This is normal. It sucks and hurts, but it’s normal, I promise.” 

“It’s normal to hurt without getting hit or something?”

“Yup. Totally normal. Did you… want me to explain it to you?” 

Floyd cocked his head, peering at her. “Well, if it’s important to Shrimpy then it’s important to me, right?” 

(Y/N) huffed a laugh and said. “Yeah, sure. Okay, human biology 101.” (Y/N) held out her fist, pinkie and thumb extended. “Okay, so biological females have an organ called a uterus, down in the lower abdomen right above the pelvis. Branching out from the uterus are fallopian tubes connected to ovaries on either side.” She wiggled her pinkie and thumb to demonstrate. “The ovaries have eggs, not like chicken eggs or fish eggs. It’s a cell, like a skin cell or blood cell or something. During the month, the uterus builds up this cushioning of blood and tissue and an egg gets sent down from the ovary. If the egg isn’t fertilized by a sperm cell to make a baby, then the body needs to get rid of that tissue. So the uterus contracts,” (Y/N) opened and closed her fist to demonstrate. “And pushes all that out through, uh, the vagina. You basically bleed for three to seven days down there, depending on the person.” 

“You’re bleeding?” Floyd said in shocked horror. His eyes darted down to (Y/N)’s lap before quickly cutting back up. 

“Yup. Mine usually last four to five days.” 

“And you’re bleeding the whole time?” (Y/N) nodded. “Wow, you’d be calling every shark from miles around in the ocean.” 

(Y/N) smirked. “Then I guess it’s a good thing mermaids don’t have periods.” 

“So how do you, like, stop it? Are you bleeding right now?” 

“Pad or tampons, mostly. I know some people who use a cup but I’ve never tried one.” At his blank look, she continued. “Pads are like a flat piece of cotton. One side is sticky so it stays on your underwear. Tampons are cotton cylinders you wear internally. So if I did want to go swim in the ocean I’d wear one of those. Not sure if a shark would be able to smell me though. You mostly just have to watch out for toxic shock syndrome.”  

“Sounds like something from a jellyfish.” 

“It’s a little more intense, although I guess that depends on the jellyfish. It’s blood poisoning or a bacterial infection, I think? If you keep in a tampon for too long you can get toxic shock syndrome, and that can lead to hospitalization, amputation, or death. I think you’re only supposed to have a tampon in for up to eight hours. Everyone who uses tampons that I know was terrified of it. It’s really rare though. After a while you kind of get used to wearing stuff, but it’s always at the back of your mind.” (Y/N) looked over at Floyd and laughed at his pale shocked face. “Not what you were expecting, huh?” 

He shook his head slowly. “So that’s what’s making you hurt?” 

“No, not that. Like I said, the uterus contracts getting all the stuff out so it causes cramping. It can also make you feel really nauseous, which is what’s going on with me right now. It could be worse. I knew a girl back in my world that had endometriosis. That’s when all that tissue I was talking about grows outside the uterus instead of inside. It can be super painful. But even if you have a normal period it’s a pain. Your hormones get all thrown out of whack. Some people get angry real easy, but I just end up getting really teary. If I ever just burst into tears for no reason it might be because I’m on my period. But never ask a girl if they’re on their period if they're angry or sad or something. There’s this whole thing where people dismiss any extreme emotion a girl has as being because of her period and not a valid reaction to something. It’s super annoying. To be fair, this world seems more up to speed with gender equality, so maybe it’s not that big a stereotype here.” 

Floyd didn’t say anything, stuck in a rare contemplation. “Can I help?” He asked. 

(Y/N) smiled softly at him. “This kind of help, just talking about it. Heating pads help too. Having that pressure helps ease the cramps.” 

Floyd hummed in thought. He reached over and tugged her blazer. “Scoot forward.” (Y/N) quirked an eyebrow at him but did as he asked. Floyd slipped in behind (Y/N), long legs stretching out around her. He pulled her back into his chest, his hands coming down to gently press against her stomach. His thumbs rubbed in small circles. “Does this help?” 

(Y/N) leaned her head back against his chest, closing her eyes. “Yeah, thanks.” 

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A few days later, (Y/N) was hanging out with Ace and Deuce on the quad. They were talking when they heard a loud, “Shrimpy!” Ace and Deuce flinched back as Floyd bounded over. He stopped abruptly a breath away from (Y/N), arms outstretched. 

(Y/N) laughed and held out her arms. “Go ahead, I finished the other day.” 

Floyd gave a cry of delight and immediately scooped (Y/N) up in a huge squeezing hug, tight enough to make up for the last lost few days.