#azul x jade

[octocchino]

Floyd, Jade, and Jade's 1.5 ft long nesoberi of Azul

[shngrtto]

twst art requests part 2!!!!

[definitely-mothman]

Little Valentine's Jeiazu piece I made- sorry I uploaded it late, I forget to port my stuff onto Tumblr sometimes. Still hope you guys enjoy! Wanted to go with a bit of a 'garden date' theme.

[mister-mizu]

“Just you and me… and I could be part of your world ♡”

Commission for @revajiki ♡ ♡ ♡

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[honey-milk-depresso]

Hello! I see that your requests are open so.. I am requesting Azul enemies to lovers hcs where at first, they saw themselves as love rivals because they liked the same person but then the feelings slowly fade out for the one person and soon for each other (hopefully this isn't extremely specific, also definitely not one of your server demons with those demonic tsum bots)

┏ ⋙THE PERFECT ONE FOR ME - AZUL ASHENGROTTO X READER

Synopsis: You and Azul had a common crush on Jade, which lead you to become rivals for his love. Little did you two know that Jade knew all along, and instead of leaving it as it is, he decided to take a different approach in the situation…

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“Azul.”

“Y/N.”

The sharp and hostile snap you had in your voices contrasted the kind smiles you two sent towards each other, clutching the bouquet of flowers you had with a furious passion to just fistfight the other party.

It’s no mystery to the both of you that you both have a crush on the vice dorm leader of Octavinelle: elegant and kind (most of the time), charming and refreshing… Jade was the center of attention, no doubt, and because of that the two of you always had been competing for his love.

“Well, as his childhood friend, I’m sure he would find my flowers more highly regarding than yours,” Azul snidely remarked.

“Oh really? Last time I checked, you’re the boss that always caused him to overwork and I always have been recharging his batteries since day 1. He’d think yours is insincere,” you counter-attacked, Azul’s eyes twitching.

“We’ll see about that!”

“Fine!”

You stormed into Monstro Lounge, sending death glares at one another as you butted heads and shoulders with one another as you both headed to Jade’s direction.

Meanwhile, Floyd rested his head on the counter as Jade was cleaning a glass. Floyd sighed as he pouted. “Jadeee~ They’re at it again. Are you seriously gonna let them continue doing this?” He frowned at his twin brother who merely chuckled at his sentence.

“Don’t be silly, Floyd. Of course, I wouldn’t let this go any further. It’s no fun seeing friends fight, so I’m going to try making them get along with one another,” Jade smiled.

“Jade!” the two of you called in unison. “Ah, there they are… Azul, Y/N, could you come here for a moment?”

“Actually I was gonna give you-” “Here, Jade these are for you!” “Why you little-!” “QUIT YANKING MY SHIRT, YOU DAMN OCTOPUS-” “YOU LET GO OF MY HAIR AND THEN WE’LL TALK-”

Jade sighed as he crossed his arms, smiling in amusement with Floyd grinning. “On second thought, you should keep at it.”

“Oh, Floyd…”

Jade cleared his throat. “Ahem, pardon me.” The two of you instantly stop, messed up from yanking each other by the hair and shirt (and you may or may not have bit Azul’s finger-).

“I appreciate your kind gestures for gifting me flowers,” Jade continued, “but I may I request a favor from the both of you?" Jade smiled candidly, making you both blush.

"Of course, anything for you, Jade," Azul smiled.

"Yeah, I'm sure I can help you with whatever," you said, snidely jabbing at the octopus who gritted his teeth at you.

"Excellent! Now, I want you both..." Jade clasps his hands together as he cheerfully praised, the two of you looked at him in anticipation, ready to prove to Jade you're better than the other.

"...to go on a date with one another! Right here in Monstro Lounge!" the eel smiled.

Your jaw dropped in disbelief, looking at Azul who gave you the same expression of bewilderment.

"B-but, Jade, we can't possibly go on a date!" Azul told him exasperatedly.

"But that's the point," Jade replied, " I want you both to get along. Listen, I don't like seeing my two friends fight each other. So, if not for each other, at least do it for me?" Jade flashed a sad look, to for the normal students of NRC, knew to stay weary for its deceiving nature. But for the two of you? God, you both fell for it hard.

"Alright..."

"Wonderful! I'll ask Floyd to take care of the date!"

"What-"

"Make sure to dress up! Floyd will be the one serving your date!~"

"JADE WHAT-"

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"I can't believe this..." you muttered under your breath as you stood right outside the enterance of Monstro Lounge. How did you get yourself in this mess? You couldn't even get a date with the man of your dreams and now you had to have your first date with some slimy octopus.

Just your luck. At least Monstro Lounge was close for the day, otherwise there’s be too many eyewitnesses to see you absolutely humiliated.

"You look run-downed like your dorm," you heard a familiar voice snicker, you clenched your first together as you forced a smile.

"Well, kind sir, you look like an old man with that suit on!"

"Oh yeah? At least I look like a person and not trash litter!"

"At least I look like my age than 80 years older!"

"Shut up!"

"No, you shut up!"

"Could you both shut up?" Floyd groaned in annoyance, muttering to himself of how he was going to give an earful to Jade later, who probably would act blissful and oblivious to his brother’s lamenting. “Over here, losers.”

Floyd dragged his feet towards a round table, with soft candlelights that flickered in the dark cavern of Monstro Lounge, dimly lit to set the “romantic scene”.You eyed each other like two cats about to pounce on one another, slowly dragging your chairs out and sat on them slowly, the glare still lingers as you gave each other a stinging burn like a hot knife directly at the other.

“Are you lovebirds done?”

“WE ARE NOT LOVEBIRDS-”

“Yeah, whatever just order your food.”

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You twirled the silver fork in your hand, a slight growl escaped your lips as you watched Azul bit into his steamed chicken into his mouth with a scowl.

“Listen, I’m only here because Jade said so,” you grumbled.

“Same here,” Azul retaliated.

Tit for tat. Two college students who have grown out of their childhood years to become teenagers are displaying the true tactlessness of children.

Grown, but still tactless.

“I can’t believe it… I rather hide in my octopot than be here…”

“You’re what now?”

“E-erm, what?”

“He always hid in his octopot when he was younger whenever he was scared or embarrassed.”

“Oh would you shut it, Floyd-!”

“Wow~” your purred teasingly, causing the poor octopus’s face to flare up to a bright red, he wanted to disappear and sank into his chair to brace himself from the teasing he was going to receive by you, the true devil’s advocate.

“Hide in a pot? Who knew that the all mighty, confident and charismatic Azul could be a little boy who hides in a pot?”

“S-shut up! I-it was only because those dastardly children always made me cry…” he averted his eyes away, suddenly that teasing smile of yours faded, slowly turning into gnawing guilt.

“H-hey… no shame in that. I had my fair share of being bullied by bigger kids too when I was younger. Actually, some of them were also shorter than me.”

“Really?”

“It’s part of a loser’s life, what else?” You joked, snickering lightheartedly at him to which he blushed in embarrassment.

“Y-you’re calling yourself a loser too, you know!”

“I’m not denying I’m a loser.”

Azul was taken aback, mouth gapping slightly as he couldn’t believe it: his own rival calling themselves a loser.

“What… how could you accept the fact that your a loser?”

“Well, the kids all used to call me that when I was younger, and other weird names like ‘buttface’ and ‘ugly’, really low class type of…”

Azul clenched his fist. You’re just so…

“You’re so infuriating!” The dorm leader slammed his hands hard onto the table, the echo of the noise echoed almost chillingly in the lounge. “How could you allow yourself to succumb to their mindless and audacious words? Don’t you feel like wanting to take revenge and rise above them all? How could you be so… so-!”

You placed a hand on top of his, looking at him calmly. “I’m not succumbing to them. I know what they say aren’t true. Or at least… I feel like they were. Besides, it’s all in the past. I have friends back then and I have friends here now, it’s inevitable likewise to have people who don’t like me. I don’t think me ignoring them is accepting defeat, in fact I’d call it a win for being able to annoy the hell out of them for not answering them, and they left me alone. Thank sevens, am I right?” You smiled at him.

He breathed in the thick air and swallowed down his anger. He stared at you, almost in a daze, watching intensely the way your eyes shimmered in the darkness of the confines.

“Well, I’m quite surprised. Perhaps you aren’t all that barbaric after all…”

“Oh? Was the great, charismatic and charming Azul complimenting me? How cute,” you snickered with sarcasm.

“Oh, would you ju- wait, you think I’m charismatic and charming?”

Now it was your turn to burn a bright red in your cheeks, your smug face contorting into horror as you watched Azul smirking right at you.

Oh how the tables have turned.

“D-don’t get so full of your self, you slimy octopus!”

“Slimy? That’s not what you said 2 seconds ago.”

“Would you just-?!”

You leaned towards him from the other end, rising from your seat and towering above his head, a few inches apart from each other.

“E-erm…”

“Er…”

You moved away from him, sitting back at your seat with both of you blushing.

And it wasn’t out of anger this time.

“W-why were you so close? D-do you not know personal space?”

“W-well, why didn’t you push me away, h-huh?”

You both mumbled incoherently in embarrassment.

“Heh, too bad all this food won’t make it to their table,” Floyd stated, taken a bite of fried chicken into his mouth.

“Oh, please brother. I think Azul would be embarrassed we gave him a plate of fried chicken on his first date, no? We shouldn’t give him that in front of him. Yet.”

“Hey, Jade? What do you think’s gonna happen to them?”

Jade paused for a moment, smiling wider as the two of you babbled on, oblivious to his presence.

“Is it not obvious, Floyd? The perfect one for me: is none of them. They are the ones perfect for each other~”

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[wormsdraws]

Sillies

[koracrw]

I've seen several headcanons and Jade & Azul are very cute together "At your Service" credits: - models: 名伏 - stage: ケミリア - pose: koracrw - effect: "ToonShader" by カヤ "PostMovie" by ふわぱか "Tonemap" by おたもん "ikClut改変" by ぐらむ "o_LikeHDR & o_toProcColor" by おたもん "CheapLens" by そぼろ "PowerDOF" 針金P "PostRimLighting2D" by ミーフォ茜 "AutoLuminous" by そぼろ "BlackOut" by そぼろ

[thegoldencontracts]

Octopus-Lover

You know what? I know it's not very popular here, but here's a jeiazu fic. 1.1k words. If you like this ship, PLEASE lmk I've seen literally one other active person on tumblr who likes this ship please please please it's literally my otpp agjhgjerkgad

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Jade had always enjoyed eating octopus. Azul knew that. The man also ate octopus in front of him for the sake of watching him squirm, but Azul had long grown used to that.

And yet, suddenly, he couldn't help but feel so- flustered whenever Jade ate octopus. It was irrational, he knew that. But that didn't stop his mind from running.

What if he was in the position of the octopus being eaten? Would Jade look upon him with such excitement, such longing?

Perhaps it was due to their newfound relationship. On second thought, that was definitely the reason. Now that the concept of kissing was on the table, Azul couldn't help but be enamored by it. Like a maiden in love. How foolish.

There he was sitting across from Jade in the VIP room, desperately attempting to suppress the blush threatening to bloom across his face while Jade was busy drooling over a fried tentacle he'd received from Floyd.

"That perfect, solidly crispy exterior," Jade said, turning over the fried tentacle. "And then, the moment one takes a bite, the soft, delightfully squishy interior is revealed."

That sounded exactly like some odd commentary Jade would make about his personality! How exactly did the man expect Azul to retain his composure?

"I-If you're going to spend all day talking about the delectable nature of fried octopus, at least have the decency to do it away from me." Azul cursed himself for stuttering. 

Jade laughed.

"You seem more cross than usual about my favorite food, Azul," he said. "Perhaps you're jealous of the fried tentacle? No need for that, I assure you."

How was the theory that Azul was jealous of food less mortifying than the truth?

"Of course not," Azul said with a roll of his eyes.

He had to get back to work, to focus, but he couldn't. Here he was, his work ethic incapacitated by none other than a tentacle.

Jade seemed to be taking notice.

"Really, though," he asked. " What seems to be causing your troubles?"

Azul sighed, looking intently at the contract sitting before him. It was so fascinating, really.

"Nothing."

It was clipped, stern, in a way that said 'Drop this conversation at once.'

But Jade, of course, didn't heed the warning. He never did. He hadn't when it was Azul threatening to ink him if he didn't leave, and he certainly wouldn't now. Because Jade had a penchant for worming his way through Azul's defenses, for ensuring that those warnings were never acted upon. Because Jade was irritatingly obstinate.

Oh, how Azul loved him. 

"It doesn't appear to be nothing," Jade said. "Judging from the flush of your cheeks, in fact, it appears to be quite the issue."

Azul shook his head. As stubborn as Jade was, Azul's will was unbreakable.

After a few seconds of staring at him with increasing irritation, Jade looked away with a sigh.

"Fine then. Do as you please," he said.

And that was that. Until only a few seconds later, when Jade took a bite of the tentacle, and Azul let out a low, keening screech.

Mortification was an understatement for what he felt when Jade turned to look upon him in incredulity.

"I take it my plausible deniability's run out?" Azul said with an awkward laugh, scratching the back of his neck sheepishly.

"Your 'plausible deniability' ran out quite some time ago," Jade said with a grin. "Do continue, though. It's rather amusing, witnessing you squirm around like a little guppy."

Azul didn't doubt that for one second. After a few seconds, however, Jade's expression seemed to soften. Had he somehow found out the reason for Azul's discomfort?

"Is this tentacle a makeshift voodoo doll of you?" Never mind. "Did I just take a bite into one of your organs?"

That was so clearly wrong Azul genuinely couldn't tell whether it was a joke.  

Still, he shook his head.

"That really isn't the reason for my discomfort," he said with a sigh. 

"I know,"  Jade said. "I merely jest. For now, it seems like your troubles will forever be a mystery."

Another bite into the tentacle, and this time, Azul managed to suppress the yelp that wished to escape him. 

Jade shuffled with his pockets, pulling out his phone. Azul gulped. He knew exactly what was going to happen.

He wasn't letting Jade take a picture of his humiliation. Not today. He hastily planted his gaze upon his contracts, shifting the brim of his hat to conceal the red of his cheeks.

"Hmph," Azul couldn't see, but he knew Jade was feigning a pout. "Must you be a killjoy?"

Azul scowled, though he didn't dare look at Jade.

"It's much preferable to indulging you," he said with a huff.

"And yet, you indulged me in my attempted confession, did you not?"

Azul would never forget the way Jade looked while tripping over his words, struggling just to say an 'I love you'. It was adorable, really.

The sound of chomping finally wore down his self-control.

"You and the tentacle are in close quarters, are you not?" he said. "Perhaps- you-"

He couldn't quite bring himself to finish his sentence. Jade seemed to understand, however. Azul was thankful for that.

"The way I savor the tentacle makes you imagine intimacy between us, does it not?"

Azul's face heated up even further. How was that possible?

"Y-You don't have to be so blunt about it," he mumbled. "But- yes. I suppose one could call that the root of my troubles."

Jade chuckled.

"Really, now?" he said. "How adorable."

"Quiet."

Jade didn't listen, of course.

"No, no, really," he said. "To think, you'd be so easily-"

Azul couldn't take it anymore. He yanked Jade across the table by the tie, crashing their lips together. 

It was greedy, because that was who Azul was - a territorial, greedy man, and that was one aspect of himself he had no shame about. At that moment, if asked, he'd shout it for all to hear. Jade was his. His mate. 

The adrenaline of a kiss really wasn't to be underestimated, it seemed.

By the time he finally pulled away, satisfied, Jade's face was flushed. His was, too, if the warmth of his cheeks was any indicative.

"T-That was," Jade paused to catch his breath. "Quite the experience, to say the least."

Azul couldn't help but grin. Finding ways to break through Jade's composure would never get old, it seemed.

"It seems you can't take what you dish out," he said with a snicker.

"D-Do be quiet."

Azul laughed. To think, their roles had reversed in such a short span of time. It was something Azul loved to no end.

In fact, for all his talk about Azul maintaining his interest, Jade too would forever be fascinating.

[ranpd]

oh ur a housewarden? and u picked this guy 2 b ur vice? whyd u pick him huh? is he ur bf? gayass 🤨

[twistmusings]

Navel-Gazing - Jade and Azul

CW: Friends-to-FWB/Lovers, Mentions of Alcohol, Assumes Twisted Wonderland's legal drinking age is 18 but that alcohol is prohibited on campus grounds, mentions of codependence (not in a romantic relationship), mentions of sibling bonds and family issues, feelings of abandonment, mentions of Floyd being in an off-screen relationship. Long as all hell, this is really more of a drabble than a headcanon list womp womp.

At the start of their “relationship”, neither Azul nor Jade were looking for a partner. In fact, the both of them were pretty solidly in the “I don’t want to be tied down when I have something else I have to focus on” camp because they were both preparing to graduate from Night Raven College at that point and are starting to figure out how to go and do their own things. They were both just confirmed for their internships and were planning how they wanted to move forward with their adult lives. They really didn’t have time for a full relationship.

What ended up driving them closer together was, surprisingly, Floyd starting to date someone. That might sound surprising, but the reality was that Jade wasn’t prepared for how different his life would be when his clingy sibling decided not to be around him nearly as much.

Jade would never admit it aloud, but he got lonely. Floyd and he had been together basically every day most of the day since they were fry. They shared a dorm room, even. Being that used to having someone around him at most times meant that when Floyd suddenly wasn’t there to spend time with (read: pester with his nonsense at all times of night), he found it harder to function in general. He often found himself going to say something to Floyd only to remember he’d gone out. He also found it harder to sleep when he was entirely alone-- as it turns out, his instincts had grown attuned to always having someone there he trusted to help keep him safe so now that there wasn’t, he’s on high alert.

In addition to that, Azul began to rely more on Jade for day-to-day tasks. Floyd was spending less of his free time at Mostro Lounge and Octavinelle, so of course Azul would turn to the other person he trusted to handle ‘delicate’ matters. This often led to jade taking on more of the errand-based tasks that Floyd would normally be sent on to work off his energy. 

Jade was… snippy. Or, truthfully, more snide than he usually was. Azul had noticed this, and this made the tension between them start to grow. Azul felt uneasy-- thinking this was a warning sign that Jade would be not long from abandoning him as well, and the thought of being entirely alone sets him on edge.

“I see.” Jade replies, though Azul notes the clipped sound of agitation in his voice. Really, Azul is positively sick of whatever had gotten into Jade, so he shoots Azul a glare. Jade acts like such a brat at times-- like Azul isn’t also struggling with Floyd not being there. For the sake of the Sea Witch, he was balancing his studies for finals, his business, preparing study guides, rearranging his workloads, trying to get in contact with high profile companies for the sake of his internship AND he wasn’t letting his attitude get the best of him!

"Is that a problem, Jade?"

"Hmm." However slight, Azul notices the way that Jade frowns as if he's got a bitter taste in his mouth. "I simply don't think it is the best use of my talents."

Azul sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Jade, you know I would never trust someone other than you with something so important, right?" Azul says, intending to continue that thought, but before he can continue Jade cuts in.

"That isn't true and we both know it. I’ve never been the person you’ve asked to do this before."

The implication hangs heavy in the air-- that Azul is replacing Floyd with Jade. Azul looks up at Jade, surprised, but Jade’s expression is entirely unreadable at the moment. Azul takes a moment to gather himself and brace for whatever argument Jade is trying to start though he really would like to do nothing more than to rise and meet Jade’s antagonism. That particular idea would be unwise. He’s not in his mer-form so he stands little chance against someone Jade’s size.

"What is this about, Jade?" He asks, measuredly, needing to hear Jade explain precisely what had gotten under his skin-- he's leaving no room for misunderstandings.

"This is something you would normally ask Floyd to do. I simply don't understand why it's necessary to ask me."

And that's all it takes for Azul to be at the end of his patience. Perhaps the situation was wearing more on Azul than he had thought.

“Jade, you can see as well as I can that Floyd isn’t here right now. I can’t ask him to do it.” Azul drops the pen that he had been holding unceremoniously onto the stack of papers in front of him, instead clasping his hands in front of him to try and squeeze the frustration out before he does something foolish with that energy. He levels Jade with a stern stare. “I wouldn’t be asking him to do this regardless. I trust your judgment and discretion in this situation more than I would Floyd’s. So what, precisely, is the problem? Do you want higher pay? A favor? What is it?”

Jade looks at Azul, eyes widening fractionally, then he seems to remember himself, taking a slow breath.

"I don't need more pay-- I certainly wouldn't say no, of course--" Azul rolls his eyes at Jade's aside. "--I simply fail to see why this warrants my attention. What you’ve asked me to do is, effectively, grunt work. You know I prefer not to get my hands dirty if I can help it, so whatever it is that has you so worried, I can’t understand why you need me to do it.”

Azul scrubs a hand down his face. 

“Fine.” Azul says through gritted teeth. “I suspect that some of the employees are skimming money from the lounge by not cashing things out properly. I trust you to keep a keen eye on your surroundings and report back to me. Not to ‘beat the tar’ out of them. I am trying to gather enough evidence to file a report to the Headmage.” Azul explains it carefully, almost as if he’s trying to break it down to a child. Jade might have felt condescended to were he not so shocked at the revelation that someone would be brave and foolhardy enough to try to cut into the profits of Azul of all people.

“The last thing I need is for Floyd to run in and get himself into trouble because of his temper.” Azul finishes. Jade nods thoughtfully, frowning, but seems unconvinced. Azul sighs heavily. "How about I reward you? Whatever you'd like so long as it doesn't cut into the profits of the lounge egregiously."

That seemed to perk Jade up.

"Anything?" Jade ventures, tentatively. He pauses to think for a moment, then asks; "Must I decide what I want now?"

"Whenever you'd like, so long as you give me the time to prepare the materials."

Jade watches Azul carefully, as if waiting for further stipulation before nodding.

"Very well. Give me three days, I will gather all the information you need."

Jade succeeds, of course. There’s no way he wouldn’t given the stakes. It’s rare that he has the upper hand on Azul fully and even rarer that Azul offers it willingly.

Azul, on the other hand, is cursing himself for that exact thing: he can’t believe he gave Jade full control like that. He might trust Jade with his life and his finances, but he doesn’t trust him with his dignity.

Azul steeples his fingers.

“So, Jade, have you decided what you would like?” Azul ventures, trying not to let his tension show through in his voice. He is, apparently, unsuccessful, as Jade smirks at him broadly.

“I have.” He replies, though he doesn’t expand on the thought, thoroughly enjoying Azul’s discomfort at what he doesn’t know. The silence extends longer, and Jade’s grin only seems to grow.

“Well, are you planning on sharing with the class?” Azul ventures.

“I would like…” Jade begins, though he pauses rather theatrically, drawing out the tension the way one might for a crowd at the circus rather than for the impatient cephalopod before him.

"...Yes?"

"For you..."

Jade attempts to pause again, but Azul preempts him.

"Get on with it Jade, I don't have all night for histrionics."

Jade sighs, feigning disappointment with a shrug.

"...I’d like for you to make me my favorite meal."

“...” Azul's guard drops for a moment, showing his unveiled surprise. However, within moments, it's back and he's eyeing Jade suspiciously. "That’s it? You're positive? You could have nearly anything you'd like and that's what you want?"

"Quite." 

Azul still seems to expect a trap.

"You just want me to make you Octopus Carpaccio? That's really it?" He asks, and Jade merely smiles broadly and nods. "...Why?"

"Why?"

"Yes, why? What's your angle?"

Jade's smile widens.

"I'd like you to take the night off and give me your company." Jade states, simply.

Jade gets the pleasure of getting to watch the cogs begin to turn in Azul’s head. Azul has always had a distaste for taking time off, no matter how ill or infirmed he may be. He always says that coming back to work will only make for twice the work to be done in half the time.

“It’s been quite some time since I’ve gotten a chance to fully monopolize your time for myself, and if I have a reason to get you into the kitchen I’d be a fool not to take it. You have exacting tastes, after all.” Jade explains, his brows lifting as he grins.

Despite him not being particularly keen on the arrangement, Azul can’t quite keep himself from preening at the compliment.

"You know me well." Azul replies, trying to fight the smile that threatens to curl the corners of his lips. "My mother would have nothing but the best, so of course I have a taste for good food."

“And that’s precisely why I would like to steal you for myself for an evening.”

"No... Fair enough. Far be it from me to tell you what to do with your gift. Consider it a deal."

Jade, for his part, is surprisingly chipper in the span between then and their dinner together. Dare I say he was even a bit excited. He doesn’t realize it, but part of that is because he is looking forward to not having to spend the night by himself in total silence.

Azul does set the time aside for Jade. In fact, he goes above and beyond what is asked. Azul never does things in half measures, and it’s good to repay kindness with kindness. That’s simply good business sense. Azul is a great cook, to put it frankly. He rarely utilizes the skill because he focuses more on the business aspects of the lounge, but he knows his way around the kitchen quite well. It is a rare treat, indeed, to get a handmade dinner by Azul.

On top of that, Azul reserves the private room of the lounge. (That one is mostly selfish-- he doesn’t want to be bothered if they are going to have dinner and a night off. Besides, if they were interrupted, Azul had no doubt Jade would leverage it into a do-over if the night isn’t perfect.) He even goes so far as to procure a bright, fruity red wine to pair with the main course. (He has to sneak it in; he highly doubts that the Headmage would be too keen on him having alcohol on campus regardless of the fact that they are of drinking age.)

Jade is… impressed. He had been sort of riding on the knowledge that Azul doesn’t know how to not take things to ten and he’s not disappointed.

Azul has some… realizations in rapid succession when Jade shows up. See, Azul has always been aware he wasn’t precisely what landfolk would call straight. He’s never really cared much to label it because that’s pretty uncommon under the sea. And he’s always known objectively that Jade was handsome. He’s tall, broad shouldered, has sharp features, and is charming. However, it wasn’t until right about then that he managed to piece together that the two things were even remotely connected. He very nearly drops the 24,000 Thaumark bottle of wine because he fumbles it when Jade walks in.

Azul files it away under something he’s going to deal with later (read: never).

What had made Azul fumble the bottle was seeing how Jade was dressed. Jade has a handful out outfits that Azul has seen-- the uniform for the school, the formal clothes he wears to work in the lounge, the climbing gear he wears when he’s preparing for a weekend excursion to go scale a mountain or whatever he does in his club-- but he can’t recall a time that he’s seen Jade dressed down. He looked as though he was ready for a date, really. It’s not even that different from what he usually wears, but regardless it makes Azul’s palms sweat. He’s got dress pants and one of his white button-ups on, but the cuffs of his shirt are rolled up to his elbows and the top couple of buttons of his shirt are undone just enough to show a bit of his collarbone.

Azul absolutely curses his attraction to people with their sleeves rolled up. He really tries to pin it entirely on that-- it’s not the first time he’s noticed it on someone but it is the first time he’s noticed it on Jade. There is no reason a silly shirt should be making him feel like this when he’s seen Jade without clothes entirely in their mer-forms hundreds of times. It takes him several seconds to get a grip on himself.

Their dinner has been nice. Jade is quite pleased to be able to eat Azul’s cooking, and Azul seems to have relaxed and unwound a little bit. They have both been nursing a single glass of wine all night, just enough to toast their upcoming internships.

“... I admit, I’m a bit surprised that you and Floyd decided to go to different places for your internships.” Azul says, humming at the thought as he sips at the wine. “You two normally come as a set.”

Jade glances toward Azul, wondering if he knows what a landmine of a topic he’d just brought up. He quickly diverts his gaze back to the remaining few ounces of wine as it swirls around the sides of the glass, attempting to distract himself. He’s uncharacteristically quiet for a moment.

They did typically come as a pair, didn’t they? Well, they had come as a pair-- after all, they were already beginning to grow more separate with Floyd spending more time making plans with his partner than he did in their own dorm. They weren’t going to be glued to each other for their entire lives-- they would have to learn their independence sooner or later, right? It simply made sense that they would go to separate places for a few months. Learning how to be by themselves would be healthy for both of them.

“...Jade?” Azul asks. His voice snaps Jade out of the thought that’s preoccupying him, and he looks over at Azul once more.

“Yes, well, it will be good for the both of us to learn to be more independent. It’s already starting to happen, you know? I get the feeling you’ll be seeing more of me on my own.” Jade replies, trying for an unaffected tone. However, Azul seems to see right through him, and for a brief moment, Jade feels uncomfortably seen. Jade wishes he wouldn’t look at him like that-- like he can see right through him.

“You seem lonely.” Azul begins, tentatively, as if he’s not quite sure how Jade will react to his words. “Floyd’s new relationship… has made you feel left behind, hasn’t it?”

Hearing it laid out plainly like that, Jade isn’t sure how he’s meant to respond to that. It feels… silly. Realistically he knows his brother is just excited to have a partner in his life who accepts him with open arms and who clicks with him. It’s not like he’s cut Jade off cold contact-- not anything of the sort. In fact, there would be little either of them could do to permanently sever the close sibling bond they’ve had for years, and Jade has no intention of trampling on whatever happiness Floyd has found or will find. That being said… It's certainly a change not having Floyd around to fill the silence or to be a sounding board for whatever thoughts wander into his mind.

Azul gives him a pitying look, and Jade decides that he hates that look infinitely more than he hated the look that made him feel like Azul knew him through and through.

“...I’m sorry, Jade. You deserve to be happy, too.” Azul adds, voice lowered, like he’s speaking to a scared animal. Jade wants to flinch, but instead he merely closes his eyes pensively.

“Don’t misunderstand, Azul, I’m not unhappy. I’m not particularly keen on the idea of a relationship right now, either. I don’t really have eyes for anyone at the moment who I think would reciprocate.” Jade replies quietly, voice measured but audibly uncomfortable at having to express the emotion out loud. “I always knew that Floyd and I wouldn’t be side by side forever, I simply wasn’t prepared for it to happen so soon. It’s… a difficult adjustment when you’ve been around someone since you were a fry.”

“That’s understandable, though I hope you know that he still cares about you. He is your brother, even if he is a bit… preoccupied with other things at the moment.” Azul attempts to comfort, though he seems just as out of his element with this as Jade is. It almost makes Jade want to ask him why he continued to press the matter if neither of them wanted to be having this conversation. His fingers scratch awkwardly at the back of his neck. “I know it’s not the same but I am still here for you, as well.”

Jade can’t help but to laugh, shooting Azul a wry smirk.

“Somehow I doubt that latching onto you in the absence of my brother wouldn’t be much of a solution at all.”

Azul flushes slightly, trying to keep himself from frowning and only earning another laugh from Jade that he reaches to cover a second too late.

“That’s not what I meant and you know it.”

“I know what you meant. I simply suppose that I will have to learn to be more independent. And if that fails, then I’ll desperately fall back on you.” Jade says with a grin. Azul gives him a surprised look for a moment, and then laughs along with him. Azul hadn’t expected him to bounce back from his dour mood quite so quickly.

“Well, no, I suppose that wouldn’t help much. I’ll admit you’ve never really struck me as the codependent type, though. You’re not entirely reliant on your brother, are you?” Azul tips back the last of his wine.

Jade’s grin grows wicked in the way it always does when he’s about to say something to make Azul suffer.

"I don't suppose you would like to find out, would you?"

Azul chokes on his drink, and Jade can't quite hide his thinly veiled delight at being able to elicit the scandalized look that comes to Azul’s face.

"And what precisely would that entail?" Azul coughs

Jade feels like he must not have heard that right. That was not at all the reaction that he had expected-- he’d expected vehement denial. His eyes widened fractionally in realization. Surely that can’t be right, right?

"Oh." Jade replies, intelligently, the singular syllable being the only sound to pass between the two of them for a moment. Jade swallows thickly, having to quickly recalibrate and rearrange the thoughts in his mind. He looks down at the last of the wine in his glass, considering, before downing it in a single, large gulp. He clears his throat, setting the glass aside and using that as an excuse to avoid Azul’s expectant gaze.

 He replies, the singular syllable the only sound that passes between the two for a moment. Jade swallows thickly, again looking down at the last of the wine in his glass, considering, before he downs it in in a single, large gulp.

“I don’t sleep particularly well when I’m in a room alone.” Jade says it, then seems surprised by his own admission. He’s nowhere near inebriated enough for it to warrant the sort of unfiltered emotion to be pouring out of his mouth like this. It’s an uncomfortable thing to divulge, and the mere mention of it makes him feel sort of pathetic. “We’ve shared a room for years now. I find it hard to fall asleep now that I’m alone. It just…feels like something is wrong. Like something is missing. I think, perhaps, it’s my instincts putting me on edge because I have no one looking out for me when I’m most vulnerable.”

Azul blinks at him blankly, and then he is the one who gives Jade a shark-like grin, as if this is fun for him.

“Awe, what do you miss most? Waking up to Floyd looming over you at three A.M.? Or maybe it’s how he picks fights with people in his sleep? Oh-oh, or is it holding the pillow over his mouth when he snores?” Azul’s tone is positively tickled, earning a roll of the eyes from Jade.

It is decidedly less fun to be on this side of the teasing. For some that might have meant that they would knock it off next time, but for Jade it merely meant that he would be sure to be positively insufferable the next time Azul embarrasses himself.

Azul, seeming to have gotten his fill, trails off. For a moment, Jade meets his gaze, and Azul takes that chance to examine him thoroughly. Jade resists the urge to squirm, feeling like a lab specimen being examined. Azul is one of the only people he would tolerate that from.

“Do you need someone to be there with you?” Azul asks lowly, as if there’s anyone around to overhear him, tone entirely sober. Jade is surprised once again, looking at Azul in silence.

How is he meant to take that offer? Jade truly can’t tell if his suspicion is on base, but it feels like Azul is hitting on him, and as reluctant as he would be to admit it, the thought makes a heat creep into his stomach. He swallows again, though this time there’s no wine to try and cover it up.

“That would depend on what was being offered…”

"You know a good businessman never makes the first offer."

Jade considered his options carefully. Azul is a friend. This is not something he should be doing, he knows it would be foolish, but… if this is happening, he doesn’t think he can deny himself the chance. If Azul backs down he’ll have his answer, and hopefully if he does it will serve as a reminder for Azul not to toy with his emotions.

“Believe me, Azul, I’m well aware that you’re a sharp businessman. You’re incredibly persistent when you put your mind to something. I’d never underestimate you like that.” Jade’s tone is unfamiliar to himself, assertive, low, and dark as he rather shamelessly flirts right back with Azul. He lays an arm across the back of the booth that they’re sitting in and he leans closer into Azul’s space. “But a good businessman knows how to make the first offer when they need to. So, why don’t you try making me an offer I won’t refuse?”

It has the intended effect, and Jade feels a small thrill that maybe he shouldn’t as he watches the redness rise into Azul’s cheeks. In spite of that, Azul smirks.

“That’s what I like to hear. You really do pick up on the ins and outs of making deals when I use my unique magic, don’t you?” Azul laughs. He shifts himself, leaning into Jade, rather than away. “Tell me this, then, if you got whatever you wanted from tonight, what would it be?”

Oh dear. Well, it seems his intuition is right-- Azul seems surprisingly keen on this. He’s suddenly thankful for Azul’s foresight to reserve them the private room, because it means he doesn’t have to worry about someone barging into their conversation-- if someone interrupted them right now, Jade just might snap.

“I want a lot of things.” Jade admits, his voice practically a purr. There’s something almost possessive to his tone of voice. “I’m a bit torn, really.”

“Isn’t that a shame. Why not tell me? I’ll humor you. Maybe I’ll be able to help you sort your thoughts.” This time, it’s Azul’s turn to swallow, his gaze that has been holding steadily this entire time darts toward Jade’s lips as the heat in his face only continues to grow. It’s brief, but Jade doesn’t miss it.

“You want to kiss me.” Jade says-- it’s not really a question, nor is it a statement. It’s a realization, and Jade sounds a little giddy with it. “So what are you waiting for?”

The prompting seems to be all it takes, as Azul surges forward, closing the gap between them. Jade feels a flood of something warm into his chest as Azul kisses him, and something entirely different settles into his stomach. Azul’s kiss is eager-- borderline desperate, really-- and Jade allows him to squirm closer, encouraging him by placing his hands onto Azul’s waist.

It’s intense. Jade has had a few brief kisses in passing, but nothing that has felt quite like this-- nothing that makes heat creep along his skin and makes him itch with desire to pull Azul closer because he can’t get close enough. Azul seems to mirror his enthusiasm, adjusting the tilt of his head and deepening the kiss easily once Jade allows him.

It’s only once one of Jade’s hands creeps to the back of him, dipping a bit lower to--

“Jade! What--” Azul breaks the kiss abruptly, startling backwards from him with a squawk. His face is intensely flushed, a sight that Jade admires as he falters with his words. “Did you just goose me!?”

Jade giggles, a fond but impish wide grin splitting his face.

“Apologies. I’ve always found it rather cute, and I admit I was a bit curious how it would feel since it’s a rather recent development.” Jade is thoroughly amused. Azul merely scoffs, shaking his head, though he doesn’t seem too truly offended, considering he flops forward, attempting to hide his blush in Jade’s shoulder.

“You are a menace.”

[gloriousbookwyrm]

Had an idea for an Azul/Jade thing, but I didn’t want to write a whole fic for it, so it’s just a snippet

Features: Eel Mating Behavior, Azul being oblivious, slightly suggestive

Azul walked into his office in the Mostro Lounge to see his laptop lying open. He wasn’t particularly concerned, Jade had been watching the door, so he knew it could only have been him or Floyd. That said, even if he didn’t have to worry about his secrets getting out, the both of them did like to mess around with it whenever they figured out his password. If it had been Floyd, there would be something mortifying, likely involving tentacles, with the volume set high, but he would have stuck around to see his reaction, and only Jade was standing outside. So it was probably him, but he was a bit more unpredictable.

That concerned Azul. Lately, Jade had been occasionally yawning when Azul tried to plan things with him, big exaggerated ones, showing all of his teeth, even the pharyngeal jaw. Concerned about this sign of disinterest, Azul had tried coming up with bigger, more complicated schemes, but that had only increased the frequency of the yawns. Clearly, Jade was growing bored of their games, and if he was bored, Floyd probably was too, or would be soon. Both twins had made it clear that they were only sticking around as long as Azul stayed interesting. He knew he couldn’t hold their attention forever, but this just felt too soon, there was so much he’d had planned. He’d hoped they would stay for the rest of their time in school, at least. Anyway, with Jade so clearly bored, he could have done anything to Azul’s laptop in the hopes of getting an interesting reaction, and he had no way of predicting what. He breathed deeply, and pressed the trackpad to wake it up.

It was an article on moray eel behavior. It seemed to be written by humans, and they tended to get things about the denizens of the deep about as accurately as the Atlantica Memorial Museum labeled their human artifacts. Perhaps the joke here was just that there was an error that Jade found particularly funny? He had highlighted a section under “Mating,” so Azul cautiously scanned it.

“Moray eels indicate a desire to mate by opening their mouths wide and displaying their teeth.”

Well that couldn’t be true, Floyd tended to show his teeth off whenever he spoke, even around people he found too boring too even want to squeeze. Maybe they meant their mouth had to be open wide enough to see the pharyngeal jaw? But Jade was extremely conscientious about how he presented himself. Surely he would make sure to cover his yawns with a hand or something if they could really be construed as sexual interest.

As Azul felt a blush crawl up his cheeks, he realized what the trap here was. Obviously Jade knew he had noticed his growing disinterest, and Azul suspected that he had not been as subtle as he had hoped in trying to step up his schemes to prevent this. By putting this (likely highly inaccurate) article in front of him, Jade was giving Azul an alternate interpretation of his behavior to latch onto in his desperation not to be left behind, and a way to inevitably embarrass himself if he ever acted on it. Well, he certainly wasn’t going to fall for this now!

Unfortunately, he did not come to that resolution in time to stop Jade from seeing his blush, and he immediately spoke up, smirking slightly. “See anything interesting?”

“This amusing article you left open. The humans who wrote it seem to think the oddest things about how you mate. If any of this were true, you’d practically be flashing me every time you yawned!”

“Yes. Yes I would.” To Azul’s distress, Jade’s tone sounded annoyed and he pinched the bridge of his nose like he had a headache as he walked away. That was not at all the sardonic grin Jade normally had when Azul saw through him. He really was planning to leave, wasn’t he?

Azul was so fucked.

[octocchino]

Hi redrew this

[otaku-in-red]

Azul trying to decide which tweel is less likely to kill him for fun. Results still inconclusive.

[definitely-mothman]

What if we. Were porcelain cats drinking out of a porcelain bucket of milk. What if

I’m so upset why does Azul look like a raccoon and not a cat to me 😔

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[adarkenedforest]

Grumpy little Eel

Floyd was grumbling, eyes low and feet kicking up the non existent dirt in Azul's office. The octomer looked at his boyfriend,  a rather confused look on his face. "What's wrong with Floyd?" He asked Jade. Jade sighed, "Alas I don't even know. He won't talk." Azul hummed, looking at the tweel for a long moment. "Hmmm..."

xxx

Mostro Lounge had closed for the night, leaving the tweels and Azul alone together. Floyd was just about to get up from the couch when suddenly Azul sat next to him. "Floyd" the feral tweel blinked, unable to tell if Azul was mad or concerned. He couldn't really read tone sometimes. "Floyd, are you going to tell me what's wrong or what?" Ah.. angry concern.

The tweel pouted, before it finally spilled. "I saw a bunch of pictures when Betta walked by and they were of these other humans and their clothes looked so much comfortable than ours! I'm so tired and these are so itchy and tight, I just wanna go wear what they were wearing!" Azul raised an eyebrow. Schoenheit had pictures of comfortable looking clothes?.. then it dawned on him.

He quickly, got up and walked to his office to grab his phone before he returned hurriedly. He showed Floyd the screen, a picture of a simple white dress on it. "Is this the type of thing you saw?" Floyd nodded. "Yeah?..." Azul hummed, then smiled slightly. "Well it is the weekends so.. I could get you one?" Floyd lit up, his bright smile excited. "Wait really?? You mean they're easy to get?" Azul laughed. "Of course. We might have to get special measurements to do with your height and body shape but it should be easy to get a tailor." Floyd grabbed Azul, squeezing him tightly but making sure he didn't hurt his love. "Thank you Azul!" Azul let out a slight laugh, "this is the most excited you've been about clothes" he commented, causing Floyd to poke him in the cheek. "I'll give ya a proper squeeze if you don't be quiet." "Sorry sorry, I love you" "love ya too"

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Extra:

Floyd twirled around, enjoying the way the dress floated. "Hehehe I look like a pretty jellyfish!" He said excitedly. Azul nodded, watching in amusement as Vil glared. "Please hold still" the other grumbled. "Neh, you're taking too long Betta." Vil rolled his eyes, "If you want me to pick you with this needle then go ahead but you need to *stay. Still*" Floyd pouted, but stayed still. "Thank you"

A/n: a little random fluff with Floyd and Azul. Also yes I hc that because Floyd is uncomfortable with normal clothes that he would wear dresses when possible as they're more comfortable and less skin to fabric depending on the dress :)

-adarkenedforest

[lettucebee17]