#Floyd Leech
furoidoleech · 2 days
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I’m the Enemy, You’re the Lover.
Ever tired of you being the one to hate the other in the ‘enemies to lovers’ trope? Congratulations, you get to be the annoyance of a certain boy instead!
gn!reader (you/your), floyd leech x reader, enemies to lovers (except floyd is the one that gets annoyed with you), uhh you get called ‘fish’ because it came to me in a dream (and it’s pretty broad giggles), the card game UNO exists in this world bc why not?
notes; i’ve never seen somebody write an enemies to lovers except it’s one-sided and YOU’RE the ‘enemy’ so here ya go.
notes2; 2.3k+ WORDS OH MY GOD. have fun readong ig
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There had been a certain boy that was bothering you lately — teal hair with a black streak to the right paired with mismatched tired, heterochromatic eyes, and a tall figure — and you didn’t know what to do about it. In fact, you were so unsure what to do that the problem eventually resolved itself.
You sat beside that certain boy in class, and saw him nearly everyday; for some reason, he’d been trying to poke fun at you. Of course, being the bigger person, you don’t let your anger get to the best of you. Actually, you didn’t feel annoyed at all, let alone angry. So what if he kept throwing paper balls at the back of your head in class? He’d eventually stop midway when the professor told him off, or he’d stop himself when he got bored.
The most memorable moment of his antics though, was when he decided to talk to you directly. It wasn’t long before he tried to have a word with you, because you captivated his interest.
“Hey, lil’ fishy. How are ya doin’?” A tall shadow hovered over your table. Was it really a shock if you already knew who it was? Floyd Leech, the infamous twin of Jade Leech, who was the vice-housewarden of Octavinelle.
You only stared at the Floyd as you took another bite of your food. So casually, you spoke: “Hello. Do I know you?”
He shook his head, “I sit behind you in class! It’s pretty hard not to know me, you know?”
“I barely noticed actually,” you spoke so nonchalantly. Unbothered. “what’s your name?”
But ever since that conversation, everything had been different. Not that it bothered you, of course. It seemed like that one, single question was enough to leave you trailed with numerous attempts of agitation everywhere you went, but ultimately it had little to no impact on you. Over the weeks, you grew almost immune to Floyd’s attempts to peeve you.
The only actual mini-dilemma you had was when he chucked an eraser-filled paper ball at your head, to which you nearly shouted, “Ow!” to a ominously quiet classroom filled with the sounds of scribbling. Seriously, what was his problem?
He even followed you around to the library when you needed to study. Poking your shoulders, draping himself all over you, flicking at the pages of your book; it was like a never-ending round of torment, and yet you were somehow able to put up with this.
Even with the heavy weight upon your shoulders, you still studied the book as well as you did when Floyd wasn’t around.
And it finally happened; Floyd stopped leaning his full weight onto your body, and sat in his own library chair properly. “You’re a tough fish to scale, you know that?”
Without missing a beat you countered back, “I never asked you to follow me like a dog at my heel,” all while still absorbed in your book.
It was silent for the rest of your study session.
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There had been a certain person that was bothering Floyd — there weren’t any words to describe this person, not that he could think of — and he didn’t know what to do about it. In fact, he was so unsure what to do that he soon had hit an epiphany.
Floyd no longer visited you outside of class, nor did he throw paper balls at your head. It was actually very peaceful, knowing you had a moment of peace to yourself. Company or not, you didn’t seem to mind Floyd’s antics at all.
And that greatly annoyed him.
Why were you so difficult to probe at? What could he do to get a reaction from you? He’s been trying for weeks, only to no avail. Why aren’t you scared, or pissed at him? Floyd didn’t get it at all, and eventually he just gave up; he didn’t need to understand, who cares? Not him.
Don’t even talk about his moods, it’s been a rollercoaster lately. Every time he saw you, he wanted to walk over to you and converse so badly, but he didn’t. What’s the point if he couldn’t even get one tiny frightened expression out of you? Why did he even want to talk to you so badly? What was stopping him? Floyd just wanted to push you around until you toppled over like a bowling pin.
Why did you tolerate him so much? Why not scream at him and lose your cool, like Riddle? Or why didn’t you decline his company out of fear, hatred? You clearly had no ill-intent for him, and kept up so well.
Questions. Pondering, walking back and forth while his shoes click with each step beneath him on the flooring of Mostro Lounge, it was all he could do for a few days when—
It hit him.
“No, no, it was something else,” Ace argued, still chewing his sandwich.
Deuce furrowed his eyebrows at the redhead, “Please stop talking with your mouth open. It’s… gross.”
“I agree,” You nodded along with Deuce.
Ace swallowed, and then promptly spoke. “‘Kay, sorry. But still, I stand by what I sai— Oh. Erm.”
Your head tilted at Ace with confusion, “What? Something wrong?” It’s not like some monster was standing behind him, ready to grab onto his—
You yelped at the pair of hands being placed on your shoulders, following with the feeling of being quite literally thrown. Not thrown violently though, but over somebody’s shoulders; Floyd Leech, is that you? Ace and Deuce only watched as you and Floyd got smaller within the distance, while you helplessly tried to get the eel to release you.
“What’s your deal all of a sudden—?” You asked.
Floyd paused, and then gave you a generous smile, “I wanna play. It’s no fun when I play by myself, right?”
“Yeah, but weren’t you fed up with me last week? You literally got up, shoved your library chair into the table so hard that it fell over, and then slammed the door on your way out.”
“Naaah. Was just a short phase, ya know how I am. Don’t worry! This time we’ll get to play together, not just me playing with you like a chew toy.”
Oh wow, how comforting! You practically stopped abusing his back with your fists as you watched the hallways rock back and forth as you were being hauled away.
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“Floyd, you have ten cards. You call uno when you place down your second to last card.”
In what world could you have imagined yourself playing uno in Floyd’s room? This one, perhaps. You two were in pyjamas sitting on the floor of his room, playing this frustrating card game. You and him have gone through several games, a wide variety from video games, board games, to straight up watching stupid cat videos on his phone (although it was nearly impossible to see his screen, because he was holding it in front of him and you refused to lean over his shoulder to get a better look). What made Floyd treat you so nicely this time?
“Yeah, so what? Let’s play something else,” Floyd shrugged as he lazily scooped up all the UNO cards and placed them back into a ziplock bag — you heard me right, a ziplock bag, because apparently Floyd had lost the actual box for the cards — before crawling over to you and draping his body over yours. Man, was he heavy.
As you attempted to push him off (with no success), your eyes darted towards the clock; analog, but it would do. “Ah, Floyd, you see— It’s time for me to head back to my own dorm, it’s kind of late.”
You could hear an overly-dramatic sigh from him as he got off, “Tomorrow then? Maybe? Pleaaaase? You wouldn’t leave a silly little guy like me alone for too long, would you?”
Okay, that’s a new one. Add that to the list of reasons not to leave Floyd, according to himself.
“Alright, alright. Tomorrow,” you said as you gave him a warm smile, “why am I always visiting you, don’t I bore you sometimes? Not that I mind, of course.” Did you mind? Now that you thought about it, lately you have been spending more time around him. It first started as Floyd hauling you around like a heavy beanbag when he wanted to loiter around with you, but now? You would be willingly taking his hand, and he’d no longer have to throw you over his shoulder.
Floyd blinked, and then only flashed his signature toothy grin, “Because I like spending time with you, obviously!”
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Little did you know, that was not the reason. Not most of it, at the very least.
Floyd’s little realization was when he was in bed snacking away at his stash of treats. Don’t judge him, he gets a lil’ hungry at night.
Anyways, has he ever realized no matter how much he tried, he couldn’t get a reaction out of you? Why was that? What’s up with you? How did you manage to put up with him no matter what he did?
He actually kind of liked that. You know what, it was pretty cool.
Sure, it was fun when Floyd teased Riddle to the point of the little goldfishes’ face turning the same shade of red that his hair was, but… it was nice when you gave him no reaction. When you didn’t mind his bothering, when you didn’t mind his presence, him.
He actually had to set his snacks aside and think; he had loathed you at one point for giving him nothing in return for pestering you, isn’t that funny? Haha, ahaha. He’ll pester you again, but this time, make it better.
In fact, Floyd was already planning out the ideas in his head. Maybe he should drag you to his favourite places, or make you try his food; he’s a good cook when he wants to, after all!
There were so many things he wanted to do with you, and if you could tolerate him then, you could definitely play with him now. This time though, he’ll try to make sure you also enjoy yourself.
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Recently, you had been spending lots of time with Floyd. Not that you minded though, as you previously stated that one night.
You were just lying in your bed when you thought more about it; not exactly a realization, but a thought before bed.
Floyd was treating you nicely, nicer, and you noticed. To be honest, you didn’t really want to spend so much time with him again. It wasn’t exactly worth your time, or so you thought.
However, your words were quickly proven false by Floyd (which is something you never thought could happen). It started to once a week, merely an hour, to almost everyday. At least once a day, he would greet you before heading to (or skipping) class.
The attention was nice, to be honest. Sometimes it got boring being alone, and it was alright with you at first. Loneliness is a tough thing to battle though, so Floyd was practically fighting it for you.
There was only one thought on your mind as you drifted of to sleep, your own realization:
‘I want to spend more time with you, if that’s okay. I wouldn’t mind at all.’
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“Shut up! And give me the letter back, I wasn’t done writing it—!” As you reached for the unembellished letter, Floyd pushed your face away using his finger against your forehead. This little—
“Naaah. Let me read it, little fish! What’s up with you?”
Your attempts at taking the letter were failing, as Floyd read the contents. Slowly, his thrilled expression dropped, just a bit.
As Floyd read the letter, you stopped trying to grab it. This was very embarrassing. The letter wasn’t meant to be read, not ever, and especially not by Floyd himself.
“Dear Floyd,
There has been a certain Leech that was bothering me lately — teal hair with a black streak to the right paired with mismatched tired, heterochromatic eyes, and a tall figure — and I didn’t know what to do about it. In fact, I was so unsure what to do that the problem eventually resolved itself.
At first, you didn’t really catch my attention. I don’t usually give up my attention for people who attempt to pester me, which I think is fair. However, after spending lots of time with you, I’ve decided that I have taken a liking to you.
An extreme liking, though. I like spending time with you, and sometimes I even think I could spend the rest of my life with you forever. That doesn’t sound bad, does it?
Knowing that you’ll never read this letter, I can write whatever I want. So, I declare my love for you. I don’t know when I’ll tell you this (if ever, at all), but I love you.”
It was silent. The tension in the air was so thick, you could practically cut it up and serve it to people.
And then Floyd threw the letter aside, practically launching himself at you. It was hard not to fall to the ground as Floyd squeezed your life away (as gently as he could, but that wasn’t working out too well).
“Floy— Floyd, please—”
“But you LOVE me! You really really love me,” Floyd exclaimed as his grip only got tighter. “And I love you too! I knew I could win you over by dragging you around with me.”
“And what if it wasn’t a love letter?”
Floyd shrugged carelessly, “Then I’d just have to try some more.”
“And if I said no?”
“Ehh, I wouldn’t push it. I’m not like that, y’know. But you didn’t have to say no this time, ahaha!”
This was dearly embarrassing, but it did turn out well for you. You gave into Floyd’s embrace and hugged him back, with one final request:
“If it’s alright, I would like to take you somewhere this time.”
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bloodiegawz · 2 days
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culinarycrucible · 1 day
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Did you know some species of mushrooms AND deep-sea fish are bioluminescent?
Show your love (or not, in Floyd’s case) for both with our gorgeous washi tape! 🍄
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akechisu1 · 21 hours
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yutanpo0411 · 3 days
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ceruleancattail · 19 hours
If you're still open for requests... Mehbe... Octatrio being the object/adoration of (Reader)-someone who'd shout their love from the rooftops, quip wit right on back at them, just someone who's unabashed in the fact that they want to make their Favorite Fish happy UvU
Octavinelle getting the Love they deserve:
Azul has a certain image to uphold. The sly, calculating businessman, who lets nothing ruffle him. He walks with purpose, the House Warden of Octavinelle.
Of course, that’s only when you aren’t around. You were… rather affectionate. Your eyes seek his in every crowd, fingers intertwining gently around his own. Just a single glance at you sends his heart racing. Whenever you’re around, Azul fumbles his words, his cheeks glow red, and his heart pounds defiantly from within his chest.
It’s hard to stay calm and collected around you, not with the way you pamper him. Whether it’s through words of affection particularly yelled to the rest of Night Raven college, or physical touch, his hand held tightly in yours.
Azul craves your love. It seems like a dream, to be able to lay his head on your lap. Nuzzling into your stomach, feeling it rise and fall with every breath you take. Run your fingers through his hair, rub comforting circles into his skin…
Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop loving him. Azul doesn’t know what he’ll do without you.
Floyd hardly listens to anyone. Driven entirely on his own instincts, he’s a daily source of terror for many students in Night Raven College. People tend to avoid him like the plague.
Although, you don’t seem to take the hint. Always running after him, you make a beeline to Floyd whenever you see him. Even in crowds, where you have to wrestle your way through hordes of students. He finds it cute. A lil’ shrimp braving the ocean just to end up in the clutches of a big, bad Moray Eel. Floyd will help you out. His hands slipping under your armpits, hoisting you up like a toy.
You don’t struggle. Instead, you curl into his arms, holding him tight. It’s an odd feeling, being embraced by you. It’s warm. A comforting sort of warmth. Much like a childhood blanket, or a treasured old sweater. Floyd will squeeze you, once or twice. You squeal, laughing at his touch. Reaching up to his face, you cup his cheek in your hand, grinning at him.
“Love ya, Floyd.”
Hey, lil’ Shrimpy. Keep that up, and he’s never going to be able to let you go.
Jade has a certain ability to walk quietly. Silent footsteps, with his victims never noticing him. Well, not until it’s too late.
Somehow, you always seem to know where he is. Jade finds himself unable to sneak up on you. Especially when you whip around, eyes shining. That gaze of yours is rather enchanting, if he does say so himself.
You seem to enjoy his company. Elbowing Jade good naturally, bantering with him until the sun goes down. You two spend a lot of time together, leaning into each other.
Sometimes, he talks. You’ll listen, always attentive. Hanging on to Jade’s every word. His voice has a smoothing quality to it, that lures you closer. You could listen to it all day if he’ll let you.
Jade will nudge you after awhile, inviting you to speak. You can talk about anything with him, prefect. He won’t tell a soul.
After all, you belong to him, do you not?
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sinfullyrosey · 1 day
Azul: So, Prefect, I’ve recently been informed that you are in possession of “eel repellant.” Is this true? *totally not scheming*
Y/N: Oh, yeah, made it myself with some ingredients around Ramshackle. Surprisingly, it works really well.
Floyd: Shrimpy!~
Y/N: *sprits him with the spray bottle*
Floyd: *hisses and immediately retreats*
Azul: Fascinating. *totally not scheming x2*
Y/N: Yeah, the only drawback is that it scares off one eel…
Jade: Is that mushrooms I smell?~
Y/N: …but attracts another.
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rainybeebs · 1 day
Absolute adoration
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Featuring: Octavienelle
Genre: Fluff
Event Prompt: “My heart is so full of you. I can hardly call it mine.”
Requested by: Anon
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Most figured Azul would be hard to date, but to you, that simply wasn't the case. In truth, you adored him and the little things he'd do. His reactions to your actions. His blush to your sudden physical contact. It brought you joy seeing him excited for the Lounge or getting a new client. It was all so precious to you.
"Dearest? You're spacing out again. Is everything alright?" You looked up to see his fingers tapping in the table, seemingly bothered. Azul didn't care to mess with his hands. It was informal. He only ever messed with his fingers when he was particularly peeved or anxious.
"I'm alright! Just thinking of you." A light pink hue crossed his face at your boldness. A trait he both loved and hated about you, how bold and confident you can be with him. "Love, now you're the one spacing."
"Ahem, as I was saying before your bold interruption." You scoffed at him calling your answer an interruption but let him continue. "I was trying to discuss the topic of us going...public." Sometimes it was hard to remember that you two kept your relationship under wraps for Azul's sake.
"I still never understood why it was necessary." His eyes averted before muttering something.
"I just don't want people to be rude to you because of me." Ah, that's it? He's worried about you? A nice sentiment but,
"Azul, I don't care about that sorta thing." His cerulean eyes widened, but his mouth remained shut. "I want the school to know you're mine and I'm yours." Your heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was in your throat. "My heart is so full of you, I can hardly call it mine. With all due respect, I'd want the whole world to know I'm dating Azul Ashengrotto!"
The boy didn't say anything, but from the way his gloved hands were trembling on the table, along with the red plastered across his face, it was easy to guess what was on his mind. 'That was...a lot'
An uneasy silence filled every corner of the room. You were waiting on his response and he was waiting on his brain to process what he just heard. "Oh." After five minutes, the only word that came out was OH?"
"I apologize, you just caught me off guard. I— I feel the same way." You wanted to laugh at how uncharacteristically shy your boyfriend was being.
"Then let's go public! Starting with the twins!"
You did not start with the twins.
"You're rather cuddly, what's going on?" As much as you desired to get out of Jade's bed, you were trapped by nine other than himself. He was currently latched onto your waist, seemingly sleeping. "I know you're awake, what's going on." He still laid motionless.
You attempted to push him off, earning his tightening grasp. Even in his sleep he had a relentless grip. You tested the waters by poking his nose a few times. Yep, out cold.
Accepting your fate, you played with his hair a little bit, messing it up. Pushing it this way and that, stirring him in his sleep. It was a sight to behold. Jade Leech clinging to you like a small koala. How cute.
You were tempted to at least move him to a more comfortable position. His legs were practically falling off the bed. You tried going through with it, "My, you can't keep your hands off me, can you?" And yet, he was so peaceful just a second ago.
"I was just trying to move you to a more comfy position." He smiled softly at your words.
"I appreciate that, however, I must be leaving. I have a shift this evening." He got up to leave, and yet he was pulled back down. Weird, he didn't recall you being strong enough to drag him around. "Love?"
"Tell Azul you can't. You're sick, aren't you?" He stiffened at your words. "You never get clingy like that unless you're stressed or anxious. You're either sick physically or mentally and either way, you're staying."
"I'm afraid it isn't that sim—"
"Don't care." You pulled him back towards you, forcing him to lay his head on the pillow. "You're resting with me like you wanted earlier." He silently cursed your loving nature.
"Do I have any choice in this matter?" He already knew the answer as your hand snaked around his waist. How did he become a little spoon?
"Okay." Though he'd never admit it openly, he felt a fuzzy feeling at you holding him. He felt safe in a funny way.
"You know, my hearts full of you." He closed his eyes, listening intently. "I can hardly even call it mine."
"Is that so? Hmm, how curious."
"Y/N, you gotta do something about him! Practice has been a disaster with him." Ace dragged you out away from your friends to take you to the basketball club, where Floyd appeared to have a horrible day. "He even punched one of our members!" You calmed down the agitated first year before going to search for your boyfriend. It was no hard task.
"I don't wanna deal with this, 'm going back to Octavienelle." Jamil was visibly upset, a sight you rarely saw. In his hands was a deflated ball, probably thanks to Floyd.
"Floyd, what's happening?" To your shock he turned his nose away from you, brushing passed you. Something was definitely wrong. He stormed out of the gym, still in his jersey. "Jamil, what's going on?"
"You missed our game yesterday, and he's been angry ever since." You felt your heart drop. You were so swamped with work from Crowley that you forgot. "Please talk to him. I can't deal with his and Ace's stupidly at once. It's even worse than Kalim." You nodded, departing from the gym. Maybe you'd catch up to him.
Well, you were unsuccessful in that, but you did run into Jade. "Oh? Floyd's still mad, I assume?" Your solemn expression was all he needed for confirmation. "I'd say it'd be best to leave him. Until he calms down, I mean." You were conflicted. Jade's his brother, so maybe he was just messing around, but you were his lover and knew he hated when you left him alone.
"Thanks, but I'm gonna talk to him." He gave a curt nod, before leaving you to chase his brother, a smirk on his lips.
Of course, when you arrived in his room, he was pouting under his covers. "Go away." He didn't mean it, but he was still angry.
"You don't want me to, love. I know you better than that." He always loved when you used petnames.
"You were my good luck charm, y'know. And you left me there."
"I'm sorry, you have every right to be mad." You carefully sat on his bed. "You don't have to forgive me, but it'll be easier to tell you a secret if you do."
"A secret?" His head peeked out of his comforter. "What kinda secret?"
"It's a secret, love." He was about to crawl under again. "But the truth is, I love you so much. You're in my heart so much that I don't think I can call it mine." In one swift movement you were tugged under the covers with your boyfriend.
Taglist: @identity-theft-101 @anon-love-octa-trio @trashcha @siphoklansan @hollowedtime
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sketchy-owl · 1 day
~Dorks in wonderland~
Episode 4 Lilia Vanrouge x Gnreader
Y/N: I can fix everything in this world....even without magic... Grimm and Ace's grades...
Y/N: Deuce, Riddle and Epel's anger issues
Deuce:That hurt Y/N.
Riddle:You're lucky I'm in a good mood.*clearly pissed*
Y/N:I can fix the tweels' psycho behaviour
Floyd: Oh come on shrimpy we are not that bad! I just love squeezing you !
Y/N: I can even make Leona DO something!!
Leona:Herbivore don't provoke the lion...
Ruggie:They are right though.*snickers*
Y/N:But YOU...*points at Lilia*
Lilia:*smiles innocently*
Lilia:Oh come on, little bat I'm not that bad.
Y/N:"Not that bad"you say? Then....*points at the burned kitchen * EXPLAIN THAT TO MY DORM KITCHEN. HOW CAN YOU BURN A KITCHEN WHILE MAKING TEA!?
Lilia:I was trying to do something special for you little bat.*puppy eyes*
Y/N:*slipper in their hand*
Lilia: Looks like my charm won't work this time...am I right ?
Y/N: yes *pissed as fuck*
Lilia:....*runs away*
Silver:*embarrassed of his father's behaviour*
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artjiayi · 6 hours
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Master Chef event ✦ Floyd & Sebek
This is how I imagined Master Chef with Floyd and Sebek during that event: chaotic and serious at the same time. Couldn't resist to add a wild Jade as a bonus because there's never too much eel.
Took me a while to finish it because there are more than one character (well thanks captain obvious) and I also drew other illustrations on the side. Hope you like it because I drew them with my heart (or try my best at least).
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wafflesex · 3 days
Unearthed my copy of Tomodachi Life after almost a decade and immediately made Jade and Floyd sing from the heart
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I think it’d be fun if Yuu had multiple exes before coming to twisted wonderland. What would Yandere Malleus, Floyd, Jamil and Vil think about that?
Yandere Malleus Draconia
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Oh, now you're not the only one who wants to find a way into your world.
Malleus wants it too.
Except you have slightly different reasons.
You simply want to get home
Malleus, on the other hand, wants to "take care" of potential rivals.
Yandere lizard is really jealous.
Honestly, Malleus would be shocked.
He would have hoped that this would be your "first" love.
And that you haven't dated others before.
But the truth slap him really hard.
And Malleus would never want to hear about this part of your life.
Of course, it also creates difficulties.
Like when you quickly realize that the relationship is not normal.
Remember not to talk about your ex.
The storm that arises from it is devastating.
And Malleus would surely find every one of your EX.
No matter where they hide.
Yandere dragon does not give up.
But it's a bit of fun.
Malleus' expression darkens every time you mention an ex's name…
even if you don't even mean your ex
Malleus certainly makes these names illegal.
Don't underestimate the yandere lizard.
Yandere Floyd Leech
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This is the only thing Floyd can think of.
And he's not ashamed to cover it up.
Because Floyd doesn't like the idea of ​​someone else touching HIS little shrimpy.
Of course, Floyd's mood also affects the matter.
He would be angry anyway.
But if he was in a bad mood he would get even angrier.
You better name him quickly.
If you don't, Floyd will probably squeeze you.
And after that, it's best not to say those names ever again.
Otherwise, Floyd will immediately get angry.
He wishes it had never happened.
And never compare Floyd to one of your exes.
It definitely doesn't end well.
Someone's ribs are bound to break.
It depends on who is closest to him.
I hope it's not you.
Don't provoke him.
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deathbymas0chist · 2 days
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ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏 ˚⁎⁺˳ . 𝘿𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙝𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚. 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩. 𝙅.𝙇.
༄. 𝙋𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙃𝙞𝙩𝙢𝙖𝙣! 𝙅𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙭 𝙁𝙚𝙢! 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧
༄. 𝙎𝙮𝙣𝙤𝙥𝙨𝙞𝙨: 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣. 𝙎𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙪𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙗𝙪𝙨𝙣𝙞𝙚𝙨𝙨? 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬— 𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩. 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙨—𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙨, 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙖𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙚. 𝘼 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨... 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙞 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚. 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 '𝙝𝙪𝙨𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙' 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙞𝙧𝙤𝙣? 𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙪𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡-𝙠𝙚𝙥𝙩 𝙞𝙧𝙤𝙣-𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙪𝙞𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙤... 𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙? 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙯𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙞𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙜𝙪𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙞𝙩? 𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙭𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜et𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙚𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚?
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༄. 𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙧𝙚 / 𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝘼𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙖𝙪, 𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙪, 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣, 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩, 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩, 𝙩𝙗𝙝
༄. 𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨: been obsessed with jade and THERE ISINT ENOUGH FICS ABT THIS MAN!! Made this bcs my brain was rotting too much and I had so many ideas so sit down and buckle up cus this is gonna be a LONG one.
༄. 𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩 (will be updating):
༄. 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨: In the works!
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ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏 ˚⁎⁺˳ . 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙭.
˚⁎⁺˳ . 𝘼𝙘𝙩. 𝙄
✧:・゚𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 1: "𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙨, 𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙮, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘿𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙨" (Coming soon!)
When your father comes back from one of his usual trips abroad, he tells you he has some very important plans with you involved, you were ecstatic. What could they be? Would you finally be taking over his business after working tirelessly for him your entire life? Or… would you have to give up those dreams to help him achieve his aspirations?
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༄. 𝙖𝙨𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙙! 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪!
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© 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙗𝙮𝙢𝙖𝙨0𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙩
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domxmarvel · 2 days
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large passion fruit frappuccino with a cinnamon twist
Floyd x Male!Reader+Praise 
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It was late at the lounge and there were only three people there excluding Azul and the twins. Which led to Floyd slackening off and staying by your side until closing. It was late and you were tired which led to you yawning and Floyd was right up against you as soon as you did. 
"Really here,shouldn't we go back to your room first?" 
"What are you talking about?" You were now alone as Azul had left and Jade was nowhere to be seen. He moved to sit on your lap,his hands on your shoulders.
“I have to admit I never thought you’d want to do it here,but I’m not opposed to the idea” You wrapped your arm around his waist as you lifted him up and laid him on the table. He had his usual big grin on his face,his hands above his head. You grabbed his bowtie and wrapped it around his hands,it was tight but he wasn’t complaining. You could see the bulge in his pants he was already,you traced the outline with your finger making him jump. You already knew how eager Floyd could be,once he was focused on something or wanted something no one could stop him. You flipped him onto his stomach,his chest pressed onto the table and his feet were still touching the floor. This was his favorite position because it let you go as hard as you wanted,or rather how hard he wanted. You grabbed his hips which were still bruised from last time but you weren’t going to go any easier on him,you knew he wouldn’t want that. 
“Y/N Y/N,faster” He moaned out as you moved your hips as fast as you could,his hands were still tied so you could do almost anything to him. Biting his neck and pulling his hair as you pounded into him. Both of you were moaning,completely lost in each other.
“You’re so good for me” He turned his head slightly back so you could kiss him. You flipped him over onto his back yet again. “Such a good toy for” Grabbing his thighs you moved at the same brutal pace as before,you could feel yourself getting close. Wrapping your hand around his cock you started pumping it. As you felt yourself getting closer you started getting sloppy,Floyd wrapped his legs around you keeping you trapped Until you both came. As you were catching your breath you heard a loud slam that made you look up. Only to make eye contact with Jade.
“Clean up before you leave” The slam you had heard was a bucket that he placed on another table,he tossed you the keys before leaving.
“We’re never doing this here again”
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asmobbyy · 1 day
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2nd year anniversary icons
free to use without credit <3 rbs appreciated <3
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Floyd left something in the pool
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