Tumgik
#eel narrator
squuote · 1 year
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media
eel posting..
441 notes · View notes
mihai-florescu · 1 year
Text
I Am excited for the twst anime cuz i know ill love Azul and Idia and the twins. I just wasnt in the right headspace to play the game (i hate playing rhythm games. Yes, dont look at me like this. I too am aware of the hypocrisy)
9 notes · View notes
yuri-is-online · 7 months
Note
Jade narrating the stuff Yuu is doing sounds funny/cute.
Tumblr media
Dear annon, objectively you are correct. Jade narrating things sounds funny and cute in general. Unfortunately I have a cold and just took some nyquil ヽ(・∀・)ノ Whoops.
notes:they/them used for Yuu, this is a joke tm inspired by this meme. Please do not take this seriously and look at my masterlist for something not written on drugs.
Tumblr media
"The humble shrimp, according to all known laws of hydrodynamics should not be able to swim. Their little legs are much too small to propel them through the ocean." Jade does not say this out loud, instead he continues to prop his head up on his hand and observe the Lounge's newest employee slaving away over the stove, signature reserved smile on his face. "The shrimp of course, swims anyway, because the shrimp does not care about what mages think is impossible."
Not that you are cooking for the lounge (yet) Jade had just invited you over for a little... he had said it was to study. What you had no idea, your patience maybe? He certainly hasn't moved since inviting you to help yourself to the Octavinelle kitchen saying something about how "humans have such interesting uses for leftovers."
"Bullshit." You think, punctuating the curse with a particularly harsh scrape to the pan. "He just didn't want to cook his dinner tonight."
"Imagine if you will, a pan of rice." Jade is idly toying with a spoon, swapping between waving it like a conductor or holding it still to speak into it like an announcer. "Truly a blessing to the hungry masses, a staple food if you will."
"Oh please no." You are tempted to spit in his plate but he would just put an unnecessary type of emphasis on thanking you for the food.
"It is presented to you fried," Jade continues, clearly deeply amused with himself "but this time, it has not been fried by a trustworthy fellow human-"
"You are an eel." You decide to settle your need to be petty by giving him the smaller fork, which does get you a regretful sigh but does not stop Jade's recapping the last episode of Twisted Wonderland.
"But by a shrimp." Jade loves it when you cook for him, not that he really wants to admit to that out loud lest you stop. Or huff and puff in embarrassment, he wants to save that for much later. Sometime when you are back in the Coral Sea and tucked neatly against his chest, safe and very much completely his and not able to run away. "The humble shrimp is proud of it's cooking."
"I am not an it, I am your partner." You are not exactly mad, you are proud of your cooking. And proud that, just like he does for his brother, he will eat all of it and then find something to complain about with a big smile on his face. Jade once again twirls his conductor's spoon, with a hum that sounds sort of like an agreement.
"The shrimp is very proud of their cooking," he amends "and the eel is very happy they want to share with him." You push your food around your plate in embarrassment much to his delight. He can't resist pushing you just a bit further, getting up as if to make for a cup but pausing to kiss your cheek before setting his kettle on the stove so it's ready to repay your favor once dinner is done. "Do be gentle with me," says the eel, heart beating horrifically hard against his chest "I am much more fragile than I look." He very much does not expect to see you darting up to kiss his lips when he turns back from the stove, the shrimp darts away with a smug giggle as the eel stands stunned, savoring the warmth of their affection before he returns to his seat.
Yes, the eel thinks he is keeping this one. Forever, ideally.
878 notes · View notes
000marie198 · 7 months
Text
I love it how in the movies and shows, it is never explicitly mentioned that Hiccup and Snotlout are cousins but it is shown throughout the franchise in little moments so accurately that when you tell a fan they are cousins, there is zero doubt. Their whole dynamic screams cousins, whether it be them trying to freaking destroy the other in the funniest ways or caring about the other while still throwing around insults.
That aside, what I really wanted to point out is how similar some of their skills are. A proof they are cousins is that they share some very specific talents that most people on Berk don't have, talents that match in almost a familial manner.
You guys all know Hiccup's perks and personality and talents right? Well, lemme point out some of Snotlout's and see how they match his cousin's.
A strange combination of Loyal to a fault and Rebellious to a fault. This perk doesn't just apply on Snotlout, Hiccup is like this too but in his own way. It depends on the situation and person and their mood most importantly. Hiccup would sneak out to hunt for trolls and go into forest or try and train dragons or sneak out to go on flights when he's not supposed to etc. And Snotlout would trust and listen and have his team's and leader's back even if he doesn't seem to like it at points. He cares about his friends so much (seriously, go watch the entirety of the DreamWorks Dragons series)
Inventive and artistic. Snotlout works at the armoury at the beginning of RTTE, he also invented the sheep launcher. He's also pretty good at stitching. And I'm preeeetty sure he's able to forge his own weapons and armor now same as Hiccup.
Amateur writers who're actually pretty good. Hiccup's narrations are always fun to listen to and they also indicate that he has a knack for being a writer. In an episode of RTTE, Snotlout wrote a book that the gang found to be pretty good. And while Hiccup has artistic skills in drawing and painting and sketching, Snotlout is good at designing and aesthetics.
They both have a strange tendency to go and get hit on the head by lightning. Actually, lightning really seems to love these two.
Interestingly enough, Snotlout is also shown to be pretty persuasive and encouraging to others when needed, whether it be giving a scared kid a peptalk or talking some sense into someone who's being reckless and stubborn.
Tendency to plan something extremely reckless and crazy when there's a time crunch and those plans surprisingly work. Yes, both Hiccup and Snotlout do that quite often.
They love dragons! And yes, I'm aware that by now, the whole gang loves dragons but Hiccup loves them even more. He is obsessed with them and wants to keep them safe, he cares about these creatures so so much! While the other riders love their dragons more than anybody else but not as much as Hiccup, Snotlout cares about dragons almost in a similar way to how Hiccup and Valka do. He sings lullabies to baby fireworms and is so gentle with them. In The Eel Effect, he went into Hiccup mode with a terrible terror (just before he shook the poor guy but that besides the point) and was giving a speech to start a dragon revolution because he appreciates these creatures and genuinely believes they should be treated with full respect
That is all to say, even if it isn't directly told in the movie-verse, it is shown throughout that Hiccup and Snotlout are cousins and both even have some traits and talents in common
376 notes · View notes
officialtwistedfandub · 5 months
Text
The Cat and the Eel
by Ace Trappola, narrated by Jade Leech
162 notes · View notes
Text
Floyd Leech on roller skates (cue panic)
Can you hear that ? that's the sound of chaos and pain coming from the guppies, that's the sound of Riddles sanity snapping, that's the sound of two maniacal eels laughing as they catch you.
How on earth twisted wonderland did this start you think as you hear Adeuce narrate how they ran for their life, the sound of skates gave them PTSD now, and the rest of the first years weren't fairing too well either.
However, nothing happened to you, not that you wanted anything to happen thank you very much, you've had enough of the tweels to last a life time ( or so you think ).
The next day, you slip into the library for some quiet study time the first years' whining still grating at your ears , with your guard down, ( big mistake).
time passes and the dinner bell sounds, you hear a sound in the distance as you pack up.
"Shrimmmmmmpppyyyy!!!"
" Prefect!"
Your soul leaves this plane of existence.
Blooper:
" Hold it right there ya guppies!!"
"No! I'm to young to die! ack!" Ace was down, Deuce ,Jack and Sebek were the only ones left standing now, up against the menacing form of a grinning Floyd Leech. Where are you when they need you, huh!
Bonus:
" Silly little shrimpy! you shouldn't run from me"
" Running won't do you any good angle fish"
You shouldn't have yawned in front of them.
Tumblr media
147 notes · View notes
twst-drabbles · 1 year
Text
Octavinelle 10
Summary: Azul was the first to talk. You weren’t surprised to see Jade and Floyd follow. Now those two won’t stop talking.
(I got a mic! I can narrate stuff now. Send me a fancy paragraph for me narrate so you can get a feel for my voice. Also I just hit 1000 followers.)
Tumblr media
“Squeeze!” Floyd flopped over the lip of the tank, making little grabby hands right at you. Ever since he figured out how to talk, he’s been insistent on you gripping him and just, crushing the life out of him. He made an example out of that toothpaste tube when he felt you went too soft.
“Nope.” You popped. You swept the dust into the dust pan. “I’m not squishing your organs out your mouth.”
And you’re not letting him crush the bones in your hand once you’re done. You don’t want to visit the hospital again.
Floyd slapped the tank in anger, snapping his jaws at you before splashing back into the water. He swam to the floating Jade and Azul. Be angry little runt. You value your bones, thank you very much.
You knocked the dust pan against the floor, collecting the dust into the back to make more room.
“Love you.” Huh? “Kisses!” That’s not Azul.
You turned. Azul was sinking, curled up and covering his face as his skin flashed through a series of colors. Jade had a vicious grin on his face, though he failed to hide it behind his hands. He swam in a circle on the surface, as though a shark or a hawk watching his prey.
Jade, you little jerk.
“Love you!” Floyd echoed, curling his lip as he and his brother teased an Azul trying to bury himself in sand. “Big kisses!”
They both followed each other, slow and lazy circles as they chirped out, laughing as they repeated the words that Azul has taken to saying a lot.
Man those two are bored, aren’t they?
You went to the tank. Laying a hand on their backs, they blinked and you plunged them to the bottom. “Quit that.”
Glad you weren’t wearing a shirt with long sleeve. You don’t want to smell like fish.
Jade and Floyd let themselves sink to the sand. They turned to you, giving you those big eyes as though you yelled at them. You know they’re full of shit. They don’t feel a shred of guilt.
To be honest, you’re not actually angry. Annoyed yes, but not angry. That and it’s fun to teach these eels a lesson when they’re being little brats. Sure, they’re probably not going to learn their lesson but it’s fun to try.
Though, you do have something that’s effective.
“You’re getting no kisses from me anymore, Jade, Floyd.”
The little sparkling lights in their eyes shattered and they rocketed back up to the surface. Jade always impresses you with how fast he can make himself cry. Floyd grasped the edge and tried reaching for your hands, pathetic little cheeps escaping his lips.
You leaned down, just out of reach, and grinned. “Just kidding, little shitheads.”
The fury in their eyes! The way Floyd crossed his arms and frowned, the way Jade clicked and turned around! Oh, you’re going to enjoy this memory.
“Babies.” Azul said when he poked his head out the water once more.
423 notes · View notes
periodiccompletionist · 4 months
Text
0/118
If anybody has, like me, wondered: "Would it be possible to make a sentence with NO periodic symbols in it?" last night I found out the answer is: "Yes, but it's really, really, really, really, REALLY difficult."
The only letters you can use are A D E G J L M Q R T X and Z. There are still combinations of these that are periodic symbols that you have to avoid, though: Ag, Al, Am, Ar, At, Er, Ga, Gd, Ge, La, Lr, Md, Mg, Mt, Ra, Re, Rg, Ta, Te, Tl, Tm, Xe, and Zr.
So, depending on the source/dictionary you're going off of, you have a list of only about 50-80 words to pull from, not including people's names. Even then, you still have to be careful about how you order your words; while "let" and "me" don't contain any by themselves, "let me" contains Tm. That list of ~80 words that I was pulling from did not contain a single instance of the letters R or Q because of how restricted everything is. (Also, ironically enough, Lead is one of the valid words to pull from, despite being the name of an element itself.)
Without at least "and" or "the", constructing a coherent sentence is next to impossible with so few words, but if we allow ourselves to use an ampersand (&) in place of the word "and," it becomes a bit more plausible; after all, the character '&' doesn't appear anywhere on the periodic table. The end result is going to be an over-alliterative mess with a bunch of weird, obscure words that barely anybody knows the definition of and an over-reliance on the &, but it does make it possible.
In fact, last night I wrote a little 5-sentence short story containing zero periodic symbols. It is, however, an incredibly dark scene, with family death via mercy kill, disease, alcoholism, and drowning, so I will be leaving it under the cut. There are most likely many different stories that could feasibly be constructed with this rule set that aren't so morbid and traumatizing, but at this point I've spent too much time writing and rewriting this scene to not share it.
Ajax, dazed, deemed Lee a dead, addled egg. Me & Dell melt, jaded & mazed. Lee’d let glee & mead meddle & led Lee mad. Mead & maze & leg & tzetze & edema & eel & lead… made Lee dead. Dad jelled a jade adze & elm axle- made a deeded ax- & met dead, ex-Lee melee.
[A family- consisting of the narrator, their father, and two of their three brothers Ajax and Dell- has recovered the near-dead body of the narrator's third brother, Lee, who had wandered off drunk, getting lost in the woods and dying in a polluted river stream. Lee's body is bloated, his leg broken, and his flesh having been picked at by flies and eels. Ajax had found his body and brought him back, though rightfully said that there was no hope for saving him. Dell and the narrator are mortified. Their father solemnly crafts together an axe, with a dark green blade and wooden handle, and uses it to put Lee out of his misery.]
75 notes · View notes
minecraftbookshelf · 2 months
Text
In the Age of Icons: Mistakes Are Made
Chapter One: The Day Of
A Marriage of State AU Fic
[AU Masterpost (includes the AO3 link)]
Characters: Jimmy Solidarity, Xornoth, Katherine Elizabeth, Mythical J Sausage
Relationships (for the AU as a whole): Eventual (very slow burn) Flower Husbands, (established) Shadowbeans/Jizzie, (obnoxiously new) Jornoth, Eventual (very far future) Nature Wives
Wordcount: 4214
Rating On AO3: This particular fic is rated T, future installments in the AU may go all the way up to E for graphic violence but most will be between T & M
Chapter POV: Jimmy Solidarity & Xornoth
Summary:
The Codfather weaves his fingertips together so that the slight webbing between his fingers touches. It's the first time in a while he's had both hands away from his shoulder, where at least one has been hovering near his sword hilt almost the entire time, despite Katherine's glares. "It's a marriage treaty, between the royalty of the oppositions, bound in blood and salt, for peace and mutual gain." His voice has gained a slight sing-song cadence to it, even through what is clearly a slightly stumbling translation, that Xornoth recognizes from their own anytime they are reciting something from their childhood lessons, even to this day.
Warnings: A sort of general reminder of the narrative took "Unreliable Narrators"
This AU features multiple arranged marriages across the spectrum of platonic-romantic and the complicated nuances of chosen and arranged.
Any section from Xornoth's POV does have parts that read like very violent and occasionally graphic intrusive thoughts due to the whole "there is a demon living in their head" thing. If that's something you think you might have issues with, please proceed with caution if you choose to proceed at all.
--
Jimmy spends the majority of his flight to the Overgrown fuming and imagining the many different ways he could kill Sausage. It's cathartic indulgence and if he's busy imagining swarms of axolotls and pufferfish descend on the Mythlandic king in his minds' eye than he isn't worrying about the actual situation and what it could potentially mean for him and the Swamp.
Much. He isn't worrying about it much.
The fact that Sausage had made it past the Swamp border and all the way to Jimmy's house without being seen or stopped is...fine. It's fine.
The wind catches Jimmy's elytra at an odd angle and he dips alarmingly low for a heart-jolting moment; his tail flailing out on instinct in an attempt to steady him in a non-existent current. He catches himself before he actually crashes into the treetops, though he does have to bank hard to the left in a way that pulls the harness sharp against his shoulder. The joint twinges at the strain and he grimaces. He'll probably feel that tomorrow. He's been skipping out on his stretches, in all the chaos of the escalating tensions, and his bad side has been worse than usual. He can feel the tension of the old scar tissue at his elbow and the tightness of the muscle down his neck and shoulder.
Joel will yell at him for that.
On the bright side, maybe he'll go to war with the Mythlands and then he'll be too busy to get yelled at. He thinks Pix would call that 'silver linings.'
The trees thin out and give way to green grass fields dotted with sheep and flowers and Jimmy angles his trajectory downwards. The magic saturating the Border of the Overgrown brushes his scales as he enters and he shudders. It doesn't matter how many times he comes to visit Katherine, every time is just as unsettling. It feels like the time he bit an electric eel as a fry. A tingle and a buzzing that leaves the webbing between his fingers numb and his teeth hurting.
Katherine's house materializes on the horizon, the layers of glamour falling away and Jimmy banks into a spiral to land. He's been airborne for so long that he's barely even damp and, last minute, he decides to land in the water feature instead of on the grass surrounding it. He lands in the fountain with a splash and a sigh, the water closing over his head and offering blessed relief. His gills flare, water flowing freely through his right side and even managing a pass on his left. He allows himself a moment to settle beneath the surface and let the itchy dry feeling of his scales fade, away from the biting cold and thin air of the skyways.
He rolls over and stares at the sky, taking a minute to just exist. It's uncomfortable; his elytra, his trident, and his sword all pressing into his spine, but at least it is calm and quiet.
His view is almost immediately obstructed by a far, far too familiar silhouette tinted red and gold.
Jimmy bolts upright and almost slams his forehead into Sausage's.
He scrambles back and to his feet where he stands, dripping, in the fountain to the backdrop of the displeased gazes of Katherine's door guards and the giggles of the King of Mythland.
How did this go so wrong so fast?
"Hello, Jimmy!"
He manages to clamber out of the fountain without tripping and falling flat on his face at least. He splashes Katherine in the process, where she is hovering off to the side but he can't really be bothered to worry about that. All he can manage to do is stare at Sausage's smirking face.
"Hello, Jimmy!"
Katherine's greeting is much less mocking and Jimmy looks back down to acknowledge it. Way down. Katherine is the shortest emperor and the white tips of her ears barely clear his elbow. She is smiling up at him as if she hasn't invited him to her house only to ambush him with one of his greatest enemies. As if he hadn't trusted that her home was safe. As if he hadn't trusted that she would stand with him.
"What is he doing here?" He jerks his chin at Sausage, who is still giggling like a child. He sees Jimmy looking and grins at him, all teeth.
Behind the mask, Jimmy bares his own teeth and takes some comfort in the knowledge that he has more of them; and they are sharper. He straightens his spine and does his best to stand at his full height instead of curling slightly to the left. His sword and trident clank softly together over his shoulder.
Katherine looks briefly unsure before she sets her expression and gestures at her door. "We should all go inside and talk there. I would like to help negotiate peace between The Swamp and Mythland."
She's using her official voice. Sausage keeps giggling and Jimmy can barely hear it beneath the roar in his ears. He leans down to try and whisper into the faerie queen's ear.
"I really need your alliance right now, Katherine." He hopes his desperation doesn't show in his voice.
She gives him a reproving look that throws him right back to his brief time spent in a classroom. "I'm allied with everyone, Jimmy. You know that."
"He invaded the Swamp," Jimmy hisses, his ear-fins flaring, ignoring the shudder down his spine from her use of his Name, even in part. "He crossed our borders. Again. He's threatened war." He's no longer whispering by the end, standing to his full height, shoulders back, sword hand by his shoulder.
"And according to him, you've threatened it right back!"
It's almost a physical blow, the way the betrayal hits him. He manages to keep from physically staggering back only because Sausage appears beside him and throws an arm over his shoulder. Something the Mythlandic king has to stand on tiptoe to accomplish. It yanks Jimmy uncomfortably sideways and down and his trident almost slips from his back.
"Come on, Jimmy! Let's talk!" Sausage smiles, all teeth like an alligator, lurking on the surface of the water. "We can make peace!"
Jimmy knocks his arm away and straightens, doing his best to loom over the other ruler. His extra foot of height should be more of an advantage than if feels like. He grabs for the hilt of his sword and is only stopped by Katherine, who flies right up into his face to frown at him.
"No weapons!" She shakes her finger right in front of his mask and Jimmy clamps down on the instinctive urge to yank up the Codfather head and bite it. That would be no help to anyone, especially himself. No one takes him seriously as it is. Except maybe Pix. Maybe.
Instead he focuses on glaring at Sausage over Katherine's shoulder. The king of Mythland beams back at him, hands clasped innocently in front of himself (well away from the hilt of his own greatsword), head cocked to the side. The picture of harmless amiability were it not for the malicious sparkle in his eyes. Ohhhhhh how Jimmy would love to feed his organs to Lizzie's axolotls. He flexes his claws before Katherine grabs his arm and tugs him towards her front door, six tiny fingertips digging into his scales above his vambraces. (The embossed leather the only armor he'd worn, he hadn't realized he'd wish for more.)
Sausage trails behind them and as much as Jimmy reminds himself that not even Sausage would have the audacity to attack him in Katherine's house (probably) he can't quite shake the prickling tension from having an enemy at his back. It feels like the first time Lizzie and Joel took him to clear an ancient monument and he'd stalked through the twisty corridors and boxy rooms with the creeping feeling of being stalked in turn.
Sausage slips and almost falls on some of the tacky slime he'd accidentally tracked in and that does help. Even if he does feel bad for messing up Katherine's floor. He can feel the impassively judgmental stare from Katherine's guards, who's features do not change but still somehow radiate disapproval. He knows he probably shouldn't take it personally, most fae don't think highly of outsiders but it still feels personal.
Sausage recovers quickly and shakes out the fur lining of his coat. "Is it just me or does it smell fishy in here, now?"
"Sausage," Katherine looks disapprovingly back over her shoulder. "That's rude."
"Oh," Sausage blinks at them both, "I'm sorry, Jimmy, I didn't realize."
Jimmy wants to stab him so badly, he sets his shoulders and refrains. He can do this. He's technically trained for this, even if the skills are rusty, fallen aside before the more hands on duties that rebuilding the Swamp has required.
"Oh, this one is new!" Sausage immediately changes the subject, pointing at one of the skulls hanging on the wall of the hall. It's some kind of middling-sized land animal...a sheep maybe? with poppies filling the eye sockets and woven in a crown, there are delicate lines of gold painted across the surface of the bleached bone.
Katherine beams, her irritation at the rudeness forgotten (or at least set aside, fae never truly forget breaches of etiquette) "It is! It's a gift from a childhood friend," she looks fondly upon the skull for a moment. "We've been reconnecting lately."
Sausage nods sagely, "It is always good to spend time with your friends."
"It is," Katherine's ears twitch and her wings flutter briefly before she resumes walking. "Which is why we are going to fix this."
She leads them down the hall towards her library, a room so thoroughly warded that Jimmy can feel the magic against his scales when he passes through the door in an echo of the fae-realm boundaries.
It is a cozy room, despite the elegance and delicacy. It makes Jimmy feel out of place and reminds him a little bit of Lizzie's war room, if a better lit and less damp version. Every corner is full of plants and flowers and books and crystals, and blessedly free of guards and staff and other judging eyes. It's just Jimmy and Katherine and Sausage and the Elvenking sitting in the corner.
Jimmy may or may not do a full and proper double take.
Huge white and black wings, glittering obsidian antlers, an incongruous cup of tea on the side table. Apparently this meeting has interrupted the...reading time? of the King of Rivendell. Jimmy grits his teeth at the presence of one more ally for Sausage and turns his attention to the other two rulers instead. He'll worry about the Elvenking if they decide to become a problem.
-
In retrospect, Xornoth probably should have left as soon as Katherine escorted Sausage and The Codfather into her library, her expression tense and serious despite the cheerful tone to her chatter but in all honesty they were so startled at first that they froze. Now its been just long enough it would be too awkward to get up and leave. And the others are in-between them and the door, which just makes it worse. So they sit in the corner, tome in hand, trying their hardest to pretend they aren't getting a front row seat to the latest incarnation of the Mythland-Swamp dispute, featuring The Codfather's tangible rage and frustration over Katherine's stubborn neutrality.
(Which is understandable, but arguing a fae over their nature is a futile task and The Codfather seems too much a fool to realize it.)
The palpable hostility in the room has Xornoth's feathers fluffing against their will. Katherine is doing her best to mediate but she might as well try to climb a cliff-face in a blizzard. Sausage seems more interested in taunting The Codfather than coming to any kind of agreement and The Codfather himself stubbornly refuses to even consider any kind of negotiations until...a disc is returned?
Meaningless frivolity.
Xornoth isn't quite sure of the intricacies of the Mythland-Swamp conflict, since most of it happened during Rivendell's seclusion and so they don't even have any accounts of it other than what has been acquired in the past few decades. Accounts that are, somewhat understandably, for the most part slanted towards the Mythlandic perspective. (It is Mythland that Xornoth is allied with and it is Mythland that writes things down while The Swamp seems to lean heavily towards oral histories.) They don't think they've heard anything about a disc before, that might be new.
Both Sausage and The Codfather are known for their chaotic natures. If this does escalate to war (as both have threatened multiple times in the past hour) they will both involve their allies. As much fun as it would be to go toe-to-toe with the King of Mezalea in the arena, if Xornoth has to deal with wartime logistics because of these two acting like elflings not yet out of the home, they will just walk off into the mountains and wait for the winter to take them.
Do not pretend such reluctance. I see the truth.
Xornoth turns a page.
"At this point," The Codfather snarls, leaning on the back of the sofa he is standing by, looking inches away from leaping across the library to strangle Sausage (or try to at least) regardless of Katherine's policy on unapproved violence, his speech has been steadily growing more formal as the debate raged on, but also with a lot more insults in a multitude of languages. (Which Sausage had been more than happy to return.) "I don't think I'd trust even a-" he makes a series of humming, clicking syllables that Xornoth recognizes as Oceanic, but does not understand "-from you lot!"
That, of all things, is what grinds the entire conversation to a halt. Even Sausage stops his mocking dance around the edge of the room to look at The Codfather in confusion. "A who now?"
Katherine is frowning in concentration, mouthing words to herself while she tries to translate. "An...in-law treaty?"
"You know," The Codfather waves a hand dismissively. "A Binding Agreement."
At least he's speaking Mythlandic again, a language Xornoth supposedly understands.
"No, we don't know," Katherine still looks confused by also speculative. "Please explain. What kind of binding exactly is this?"
The Codfather weaves his fingertips together so that the slight webbing between his fingers touches. It's the first time in a while he's had both hands away from his shoulder, where at least one has been hovering near his sword hilt almost the entire time, despite Katherine's glares. "It's a marriage treaty, between the royalty of the oppositions, bound in blood and salt, for peace and mutual gain."
His voice has gained a slight sing-song cadence to it, even through what is clearly a slightly stumbling translation, that Xornoth recognizes from their own anytime they are reciting something from their childhood lessons, even to this day. They've never been able to quite shake the "student voice."
You are still only a student. And you will be so long as you refuse to take what is rightfully ours.
"Oh!" Katherine's face lights up with recognition and she bounces on her toes, wings aflutter. "I read about that! It's an Oceanic thing!"
Oceanic, not Swamp. Interesting.
The Codfather tilts his head to the side, radiating bewilderment despite the mask completely obscuring his features. "Um...yeah? Wait, do land-folk not do those? At all?"
Both Sausage and Katherine shake their head and Katherine expands verbally, talking right over the Codfather's hushed 'oh.'
"Not between empires, not since the Worldspawn Treaty. It's not uncommon for different families within an empire to form alliance through marriage though."
Xornoth wisely stays silent, though they can't quite help but touch the enchanted jewel fastening their cape at the shoulder. Only Katherine notices, but she's the only one of present company who knows what it means anyway.
"Oh," The Codfather seems a bit taken aback. "I thought it was just that it hadn't happened recently, not that you didn't at all."
"No," Sausage looks intrigued. "We don't."
"We could though," Katherine says suddenly, looking ecstatic. "The treaty just rendered those kinds of alliances of limited use, it didn't forbid them. What about a marriage truce between The Wither Rose Alliance and The Swamp!"
All three of them stare at the faerie queen like she's crazy. (At least, Xornoth is assuming that's what The Codfather's emotions are.) Sausage's eyebrows alone are conveying enough skepticism for the whole room. The Codfather's tail swishes uneasily.
Like a fish on a hook.
Sausage latches onto the movement with a smirk. "Aw! Do you not want to marry me, Jimmy?"
"I would rather move to the desert," The Codfather says without hesitation. "Or the Nether."
"Maybe not the two of you," Katherine says, even her spiteful optimism clearly powerless against the reality of what the outcome of that would be. Wise of her. Xornoth doesn't trust them to not kill each other before they make it to the wedding night. If they even made it to the wedding itself. "We are trying to make peace, not break it irreparably. But the Wither Rose Alliance is the largest alliance. Surely something can be arranged. For a...Binding Agreement the two parties have to be of equal or near-equal standing, right?"
"Well yes, but-"
"So," she says triumphantly, cutting The Codfather off before he can even get started. "One of the other emperors?"
There is a moment of silence as they all contemplate, even Sausage looking more focused than usual.
They are going to hurt themselves, trying that hard to utilize what little intelligence they have.
"Fwhip?" Sausage eventually offers, somewhat unsure, but also clearly just trying for a reaction.
And he gets one; a loud, rattly, snarling hiss that, despite usually considering The Codfather's threat level somewhere between "negligible" and "non-existent", Xornoth find themself sitting up straighter and even has Sausage taking a step back, visibly startled. Deep in the corner of their mind that Xornoth does their best to ignore, a shudder of disquiet resonates for a moment before being cut off.
Katherine's eyes are wide and, seemingly without realizing it, she takes to the air slightly, hovering over the floor, set to evade any attacks. Xornoth realizes that their hand is on the hilt of their sword and slowly, so as not to draw attention, they withdraw it back to their book. Their wings stay mantled, primaries brushing against he walls of their alcove.
"Okay, not Fwhip," Katherine says hurriedly, slowly dropping back down to the floor and smoothing her skirt out in a nervous gesture she's had since she was small. Usually she does better at controlling herself. She'd had the unphased exterior trained into her well before Xornoth ever met her and, however amiable and relaxed she likes to appear, they know its always there beneath.
If we pinned her wings to the wall like a butterfly and made her watch, that would phase her.
Xornoth contemplates smashing the side of their head into the wall. Unconsciousness has about a 50/50 chance of bringing peace and quiet with it. Unfortunately, the hangings in this library nook are imported from Rivendell, several layers of thick woolen brocade. It probably wouldn't be a very effective attempt. And would have them looking crazy in front of two allies and a...not quite enemy. (Though if they don't sort this out that will probably be changing very soon.)
Let there be war, one step closer to our full power.
Katherine has moved on. "What about Gem?"
Sausage snorts a laugh but also looks a little terrified at the idea of even suggesting such a thing. Perhaps the wisest he's been all day, based off what Xornoth has gathered about what seems to amount to a neighbors' spat between him and The Codfather. (Albeit a neighbors spat with centuries of animosity behind it and that is now threatening war.)
The Codfather shakes his head a little frantically, the copper-beaded tassels on the side of the mask clinking against the trident slung across his back. "She's scary."
He seems to realize that he said that out loud and quickly scrambles like a fish suffocating on a rock to cover for it. "And, uh, Great Wizard isn't a title with a lot of..." He flounders a bit. "There could be a new Great Wizard tomorrow, if someone beat her. It has to be a more permanent title."
Personally, Xornoth finds the likelihood of anyone replacing Gemini Tay at any point during a mortal lifetime (and possibly longer) very, very unlikely. It takes a lot to outshine bringing the dragons back. But The Codfather is right. And not only is Gem scary, she's also mean. Which most people don't realize because she spends so much time keeping Fwhip and Sausage from getting themselves killed. Xornoth has been to enough Wither Rose meetings to fear her though. She would eat The Codfather alive.
They do also find themself a little bit impressed, they hadn't thought he had that level of awareness of the internal workings o the other kingdoms.
If we gutted him like a fish he'd squeal so nicely.
It's been a while since Xornoth turned a page. They turn a page.
"Pearl can't be that closely tied to any other ruler," Katherine keeps going. "Too many people across the Empires rely on their trade with her and it isn't fair to your people to risk their well-being that way."
Honestly, if it came to war, Xornoth is fairly certain that Pearl would fight to remain neutral. It would destroy her, being unable to help her friends. Rip that golden heart of hers right out of her chest and shred it in the dust, but so many people from all the lands depend on Helianthia's crops and herds to remain fed. And her sense of duty, to her own people and all the others would take precedence over her loyalty to her friends, and that would kill her swifter than any blade.
If the war did not destroy her lands, and her with them, first.
The page in their white-knuckled grip begins to tear on the edge.
Rip them all to pieces, give the farmer the fight she wants.
Rivendell would follow Helianthia, Xornoth acknowledges. They are not as selfless as Pearl. And even if they were, they could not condemn Rivendell to another harsh winter of starvation and death. They would stand to defend her against all comers (and there would be many who came, lured by the resources she guarded) both as a friend and as a political alliance. Rivendell is not back to the point of being able to sustain themselves, not if the winters continue to worsen the way they have been. Loathe as they are to admit it, even inside their own head where no one can hear.
Well, no one but-
Wheat fields burn so easily, all it would take is a single spark in the right place and all of Mythland would be in flames.
Carefully, carefully, Xornoth sets their book down on the table beside them and places their hands in their lap. Katherine will stop allowing them to borrow her books if they start spontaneously combusting them. Hopefully she doesn't notice the slightly singed cover.
"Joey?" Now it is Katherine who's skepticism is betrayed in her voice and Sausage actually snorts a laugh. All three of them look over at Xornoth, though The Codfather quickly looks away again.
Free us of the silly bird.
"Good luck with that," Sausage says, giggling, and waggles his eyebrows at Xornoth. They pretend to not see, giving their full attention to the tapestry on the wall beside them in a vain attempt at pretending that their painfully un-subtle affair is not the most gossiped about topic among the emperors at present.
This is an old one, probably gifted by their grandparents to the House Blossom Lady of the time. The knot-work symbol in the corner is one they are unfamiliar with, not the signature of any artisan from their lifetime.
"And Xornoth is already married," Katherine doesn't acknowledge Sausage's behavior, beyond an annoyed look, which is probably for the best.
The Codfather jerks his head sharply to the side, "and that's all the royals in your alliance." He sounds almost smug. "None of them work."
And that is when Xornoth makes what they will refer to for centuries to come as "The Mistake." They pick their book back up and affect disinterest as they impulsively decide to wipe the smug grin they are imagining off The Codfather's face. "There is my brother."
There is a long moment of silence. Xornoth eventually looks up and gets their first inkling of how badly they might have just messed up when they see the astonished expression on Sausage's face, and the slowly dawning delight on Katherine's. They stubbornly ignore the blank cod-face staring directly at them.
Why do you consistently choose to prove your incompetence.
"Your brother is alive?" Sausage says but is cut off by Katherine.
"Oh!" she says, bouncing on her toes, hands clasped under her chin. "That's perfect!"
--
Chapter Two [TBA]
Chapter Three [TBA]
40 notes · View notes
squuote · 1 year
Text
432/settings person design where they’re just an eel that comes out of a computer screen
148 notes · View notes
ilynpilled · 8 months
Note
Have you seen that post on how Cersei pushing Jaime into forcing sex on her is an abuse technique on her end?
no, but i checked his tag now lol. while i know that george explicitly expressed that the sept scene was intended as consensual by him, i still believe that jaime’s pattern of pushing to have sex with cersei, and how, speaks of an unhealthy relationship with consent in this relationship on his part, a lack of respect for boundaries on his part, as well as objectification on his part that cannot be removed from the context of this society’s gender dynamics, especially when it concerns cersei’s themes and her character (to contextualize and expand on what i mean, heres a very quick collection of quotes regarding how jaime’s relationship to cersei, sex, swordplay, and even violence blend or function similarly in relation to very heavy dissociative tendencies):
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
i understand the jc dynamic’s set up:
“She has never come to me, he thought. She has always waited, letting me come to her. She gives, but I must ask.”
“She wanted to draw his face to hers for a kiss. Later, she told herself, later he will come to me, for comfort. “We are his heirs, Jaime,” she whispered. “It will be up to us to finish his work. You must take Father’s place as Hand. You see that now, surely. Tommen will need you . . .”
i also understand how george seems to establish communication and patterns within this dynamic that reinforce his expressed intention, which is also apparent in a scene that a third party witnesses and how that mirrors the sept, and i obviously also do not think these two would do all of this healthily and establish things akin to safe words (though i take issue with a lot of things here still when it comes to grrm and how consent is framed):
Tumblr media
and i understand george framing cersei utilising sex, or even love and affection, as a means to have power, and that being a big factor in this relationship’s dynamic and how she takes control (see instances when cersei does initiate— jaime’s narration is not entirely correct, we know of the inn, which is unique but important, so it is interesting that he chooses not to connect this until feast, that would mean confronting something he doesn’t want to— and what motives she has: “She smiled for him, so sweetly. “Do you remember the first time I came to you like this? It was some dismal inn off Weasel Alley, and I put on servant’s garb to get past Father’s guards.” “I remember. It was Eel Alley.” She wants something of me. “Why are you here, at this hour? What would you have of me?” His last word echoed up and down the sept, mememememememememememe, fading to a whisper. For a moment he dared to hope that all she wanted was the comfort of his arms.”
but i do not think that changes much about the issues on jaime’s part, or how a lot of fandom frames cersei. we know cersei only enjoys sex with jaime (it is sex that is categorized as different from lancel, osney, taena, and robert — all of these also cannot be conflated for obvious reasons — by her), she says so, but that doesn’t change that she still believes that it is her only source of power and means through which she can reach equal ground within her society. we can understand why cersei thinks and functions this way: we understand how she was reared and how she was viewed as a sexual object and a tool for political transactions with no autonomy since childhood by every adult around her. we see how and why jaime is needed by her to feel “whole”, and how he is her “sword.” it is also not difficult to acknowledge that while the abusive dynamic is not what i would consider equal: jaime does not verbally berate her to the degree she does him, does not physically hit her and throw things at her, does not use her or emotionally abuse her the way that she does him (and no, i personally do not agree with people that say they are equally terrible to each other or they equally benefit from this relationship), jaime still ultimately has power over her due to his gender (the physical is obvious, but on top of that this is a medieval society with extreme levels of gender inequality), and nothing will really erase that because this relationship does not exist in a vacuum. this is not diminished by how this relationship functions, her status as queen and jaime’s status as her kg, and other variables that play into the unequal power dynamic. it will always have to be acknowledged that cersei is a woman + everything that comes with that being the case in a medieval society with complete patriarchal domination. i also think the unhealthy belief system of “we are one. you are me. i am you. we are two halves of a whole” will have effects on the understanding of consent and how both parties function in the relationship. i think this extreme delusion would lead to a plethora of issues when it comes to consent and boundaries. with cersei too, the moment she (including her offering sex) is rejected by her “other half” she emphasizes and says things like “you swore that you would always love me.” and “i was a fool to ever love you” or starts verbally berating him, emasculating him, being ableist etc. this relationship operates on some absurd conditions and ultimatums, it is not healthy, hence things like “the things I do for love” too. in reality, it really is the opposite of “unconditional destined lovers.” both of them have things that they end up prioritizing over the other, and both have an incorrect idea of the other that fits their specific needs and wants. i just despise this whole “cersei groomed and manipulated jaime since they were children” bullshit. a child is not capable of this. teenaged cersei was navigating the strict and dehumanising boxes that her father and society forced her into since she was 7 years old. she looked to her brother for comfort and escape as much, if not in many ways more at this point, as he did. i also think cersei escapes into the relationship to subvert those societal patterns in many ways (i have seen people discuss that jaime views her as an equal and a person more so than others: “If I were a woman I’d be Cersei.”) but this still does not change the flaws that jaime has. he is not only a man in westeros, he was also reared by tywin lannister lmao. he is a misogynist with a skewed understanding and view of a lot of things. no point in denying this.
i also understand “mutual abuse is not real”, and understand the damage ignoring that can do to narratives revolving around victims of abuse, and the issue with framing ‘retaliation’ or ‘bad victims’ as mutual abuse (see discussions regarding robert and cersei for example and some of the putrid narratives that come out of that), but we are talking about fiction and its themes, discussing an author’s known intention and execution of that intention (that we can also criticize), as well as what is written in a text, and i do not think we should be ignoring the nuances when it comes to applying a modern lens to a medieval society with some very different and more severe and strict paradigms when it comes to gender inequality and the oppression of women.
here are george’s actual comments that i do not believe contradict the bulk of my perspective either tbh:
85 notes · View notes
skylarkdevries · 7 months
Text
Aretuza, New Years Eve, 1999
Yennefer: Triss, the world ends tonight in about 30 seconds!
Triss: what?!?!🥺😢
Sabrina: 10..9..8..7..6..
Fringilla: *down in the power room with the eels and smirks*
Yennefer: 5..4..3..2..1..
Fringilla: *shuts off the power*
Triss: *wails*
*Yennefer and Sabrina are rolling on the floor laughing as the lights come back on, Tissaia bursting into the room*: What is the meaning of this?
*Triss, hugging Tissaia tightly*: the world has ended! *cries*
Tissaia *narrating*: …and that is why the girls need to be supervised for now on every New Years Eve.
61 notes · View notes
biggaybunny · 6 months
Text
Every Episode of the Great British Baking Show
Signature Challenge
Paul: "Alright contestants, the theme of this week is my ego, so I want all of you to make seventy two cupcakes that extol my many virtues. You have ten minutes, good luck"
Narrator: "Contestant #1 has been baking since she was a young child, and says it helps keep her family together."
Contestant #1: "Well, yeah, after my father died in the eel factory and my mother drowned herself in a bottle, I had to learn to stretch any ingredients I had to feed my eight younger sisters and brothers. It's made me creative! And it's cheaper than therapy, which I can't afford"
Cut to contestant #2: "Oh I've only been baking for a few years, after one of my private tutors got me interested in French patisserie. I usually throw out everything I bake, ha ha. Sometimes dozens of pounds of food a day! Lucky my father is a Baron and I can bypass regulations on refuse disposal!"
Noel: "Hello contestant #1! I've noticed you're a woman, so I'll be sexually harassing you off and on for the next several weeks. For comedy! Oh, be right back, I need to go make an inappropriate comment at contestant #5"
(During judging) Prue: "Oh, I've never had these flavors before! Why is it so spicy, what were you thinking?"
Contestant #1: "It's just papaya?"
Prue: "Oh you crazy ethnics and your wild 'cuisines', ho ho."
Paul: "Quite right, Prue. Now, contestant #3, if you look here, you'll see that one of your seventy-two cupcakes has 8.2 x 10^25 atoms when the average cupcake has 8.1 x 10^25 atoms. I really expect better from you all, even as amateur bakers."
Contestant #3: "Please give me another chance Paul. Please have mercy."
Paul: "Haha. Mercy."
21 notes · View notes
writingseaslugs · 1 year
Note
smth funny/entertaining? welp, im not funny but i hope this entertains you nonetheless lol i've been brainrotting and need to spill my thou gh t s if youll read em; the tweels' courting ritual probably includes picking out the prettiest seashells and pearls, the side affects of this behavior; -they are not above throwing hands to get what they're looking for, -they start v i b ra t i ng with happiness the second you wear the gifts on a necklace of earrings even Jade will chirp/chortle, making mer-noises, he may be suave 99% of the time but his courtship being accepted is the 1%; he's relieved and it's obvious in mer-form, the tweel's fins will do floppy motions at the sight of S/O, and they'd probably feel a strong urge to squeeze S/O gently too ??? "Cute aggression, or playful aggression, is superficially aggressive behaviour caused by seeing something cute, such as a human baby or young animal. People experiencing cute aggression may grit their teeth, clench their fists, or feel the urge to bite, pinch, and squeeze something they consider cute." this, basically; but they're also cuddly as fuck, Jade would finally understand Floyd's obsession with hugs and squeezes they are not immune to the inherent affections of being a hybrid, its not all oOOooH ScaRy AnD SPooKy and nothin' else, the eel of your choice brought pretty seashells and wants kisses for it, let him hold you gently like a hamburger shrimp for all their "otter" nicknames for Kalim, they would totally cuddle their S/O like that; floating with their back to the water, sunny day, shrimpy in their arms, the world is good you could yawn for some good fuck too- if you clean their teefs like a cleaner shrimp for the jokes and/or make them food? you're moving in, rent-free, just continue doing that Trey is internally punching the air, he really wanted to be the one to get his teeth cleaned
Writing this felt like writing a documentary and the idea feels cute, ngl, narrating a day in the life of loving either(or both) of the leech twins in the same way you'd narrate a nature documentary
its halfpast midnight now, hope this was some good food for thought lmfao
These are absolutely ADORABLE!!! I love every single one of them and now I’m on brainrot train alongside you. This def entertained me too, and now I only got 25 more minutes left of my shift and I’m happy thinking about otter Shrimpy
84 notes · View notes
kimbap-r0ll · 2 years
Note
Hello. May I request a first kiss scenario with Vil, Rook, Jade, (+Neige if you can)?? Like a kiss that's passionate but not to the point its basically making out. Please only write this if you are comfortable with writing this though !! Otherwise you can delete this request!! Plus congrats for reaching 550+ followers!!😊🥰🎂🎂🎊🎁🎉
Hello, thank you for the request! This is super late, and I'm so sorry about that! There's been a lot of requests in my inbox and I'm taking time to catch up rn. Either way, I think what I'm understanding from this is that the kiss is supposed to be a deep one? Like Disney "true love's kiss" kinda feeling? At least that is what I'm going with, hopefully it's an enjoyable read!
Vil, Rook, Jade, Neige x gn!reader giving them a nice first kiss
Vil
He was returning from a fashion show and you were anticipating him that night. He promised to meet you at your dorm when he came back, and though he warned he would come late (as in like, 2am) you still stayed awake to greet him!
He knocked on your door, and, being careful not to wake up Grim who was sleeping upstairs, you shuffled quickly to the front door and opened it to see Vil. He was still wearing some makeup from the show and he had a bunch of designer gifts he had received in his arms.
"I wanted to share some of these with you. I think there's a perfume you might like in one of these," he said before stepping in. He set the items aside and opened his arms to give you a hug. You basically jumped on him and gave him a kiss there.
He froze up. You also realized you had kissed him for the first time. "Oh, I-I'm sorry! I was just so excited to see you-" "Darling, you should kiss me like that again, it was really good." He ends up being the one to make you red in the face. He would be lying if he said the kiss wasn't good, it was like he was melting actually!
He gives you a soft kiss on your lips before taking your hand in his. "Y/n, that was quite brave of you as well. Never thought my first kiss would be so passionate." You blush harder as he continues to tease you about it.
Rook
He was planning on kissing you during one of your walks outside. He was done with the science club meeting he was in and you greeted him at the botanical garden.
"Mon amour, you look stunning as always!" he picks you up and twirls you around. You give him a hug as well before asking where he wanted to go to next. The two of you had been almost everywhere together, so now it was the most obscure places left. He suggested to just stay on campus this time, perhaps closer to the woods.
You guys end up walking around for twenty minutes, and right before you can ask him what else he wants to do now, he asks if you had heard a tale about a princess who woke up by a kiss. He ends up narrating the story dramatically and right at the part where he explains the kiss, he kisses you.
You turn red of course, you hadn't expected him to kiss you and it was his first kiss at that! Yet, you let yourself kiss him back, perhaps deeper than you had expected. The two of you pulled away at the same time as well, and he gave you a small smile.
"Y/n, I didn't know you were such a good kisser," he compliments. You blush and say that it was your first time as well. "I felt like I was floating in the heavens..." "Ah okay, you don't have to compliment me more haha" you end up stopping him before he gets carried away with words lol
Jade
He was, too, planning on giving you your first kiss himself. But it turns out you had been one step ahead of this eel!
You two were out collecting mushrooms together, a date routine the two of you had grown fond of. He was planning on kissing you somewhere here but he hadn't really thought out when. Then, before he knew it, the two of you were going back to Mostro Lounge, he had missed his opportunity! But no fret, there was still the lounge that the two of you were planning to chill in.
While the two of you are sharing a drink, he does the classic "I think there's something on your face" move before going in to kiss you. You were a bit confused at first, but then you saw him come closer and were immediately like "yep, I know what you're doing." Then, you just quickly place your lips on his and he ends up being the one with wide eyes.
He didn't expect to like kissing this much, but here you were basically making him melt into you! He ends up letting himself hug you, closing his eyes and helping you take the kiss deeper. But then Floyd showed up with Azul from seemingly out of nowhere and saw what you two were doing.
"Shrimpy, Jade! Whatcha guys doin' there?!" Floyd yells, and the two of you pull away immediately. Jade has a slight blush on his face but quickly gives you a smirk. "You're a very good kisser, y/n," he whispers before helping you up and telling Floyd that the two of you were just talking. You're going to get a lot of teasing from Jade here on out haha.
Neige
You were waiting for him to finish up filming for a commercial. You were right outside the studio, some of his fans were outside as well but you knew that he would find you in the crowd of people.
Neige stepped out eventually, being the nice celebrity he is he ended up taking an hour to fully escape his fans because he was busy with autographs and pictures haha. He ends up taking you to a nice park where you guys can chill.
He tells you about his day, but he wants to hear about you. "Well, I didn't do much, mainly just finishing homework," you explain. "We should do something exciting now then!" he stands up from the park bench you guys were on, then he asks what you want to do the most right now.
You take this basically as a chance to kiss him. You stand up, tell him "this" before planting a kiss on his lips. His eyes go wide, but he ends up smiling and kissing you deeper. Neige's arms wrap around you and you can feel the kiss go more passionately than you had expected. You two both pull away together.
"Well, that was definitely something more interesting than homework I hope?" he laughs, giving you a peck on your cheek and taking your hand. You nod, giving him a smile as well. "Now I'm going to feel like I'm floating for the rest of the day," you reply. "Great! I think I'll be the same," Neige says. You two end up spending the entire day together, returning to your dorms almost at midnight haha.
368 notes · View notes
newstepping · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media
"will you marry me?"
octavinelle crush headcanons
interrupted make-out session
the woes of a jealous fish
dwarf octopus!mc, yandere
cakes octavinelle has given to yuu + cakes yuu has given to octavinelle
pregnant!mc headcanons
a merfolk's melody, yandere + nsfw - I, Floyd, Jade, Azul, Epilogue
Tumblr media
azul ashengrotto
prince charming's kiss
the reversed cinderella tale + art
and while you sleep, i'll be scared
crowley find a way back home, stays in twst
why not me?
ingame voicelines
housewardens try to woo you but the first-year rizz is unmatched
housewardens forget that they are your boyfriend when they are drunk
you feel a lot like love
the princess treatment
voicelines about you
courting, pining, or flirting?
"no, wait, can't we handle this another way? don't leave me!", yandere
not your fairytale monarch, yandere
you fall asleep in class
the key to my heart
househusband azul
i've become the villain's lover!
casual touches
he's a ten, but he...
yan!azul with a soulmate s/o, yandere
my last name belongs to you
you make them plushies
"don't you know it's bad luck to see your bride before your wedding?"
"without you, i am nothing. i am empty", yandere
when he sees me AKA the fic with the moon goddess story
yuu's food truck
+++
incorrect quotes - I
+ nsfw +
aphrodisiac + breeding, nsfw
Tumblr media
jade leech
the reversed cinderella tale + art
the look on your face thrilling, and i can't take my eyes off it
breaking up/yuu moving on
why not me?
insatiable
the princess treatment
voicelines about you
courting, pining, or flirting?
teeth
the key to my heart
eel toofies
lovesick + first date, yandere
fantasy + lazy morning, yandere
launch our love
the beatrice letters by lemony snicket, sad poems interpreted as happy
are you lonesome tonight? + not so lonesome tonight
jade narrating stuff yuu does
"don't you know it's bad luck to see your bride before your wedding?"
the private (not) thoughts of a moray - I, II, III, IV, V, ...
dancing with the tweels
eel wedding! inspired by (x)
eels are cowards w/ their crush
+++
incorrect quotes - I
Tumblr media
floyd leech
the reversed cinderella tale + art
breaking up/yuu moving on
why not me?
waking up with floyd leech
the princess treatment
voicelines about you
courting, pining, or flirting?
the key to my heart
lovesick + first date, yandere
my last name belongs to you
are you lonesome tonight? + not so lonesome tonight
"i swear, if anyone lays a hand on you, i'll cut their arm off."
squishy squishy baby fishy
"don't you know it's bad luck to see your bride before your wedding?"
dancing with the tweels
eels are cowards w/ their crush
+++
incorrect quotes - I, II, III
Tumblr media
1 (you are here!) - 2
Tumblr media
10 notes · View notes