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TW: He bites you for shits and giggles. And a kiss
Floyd likes to use you as a chew toy. Surely this is just normal Floyd behavior and he does this with everybody. Surely there isn't deeper meaning.... right?
A/N: This was another thing I wrote a hot minute ago rip. Idrk if I like this a lot or not but I'm just getting this out of my drafts. I just feel like Floyd would be a chomping menace. Hhhhh i love the leech brothers asd;fkljasd;fkl Eat a nice meal and get some fresh air chat <33
Floyd is a very hands on person. He absolutely loves hugs and squeezing everything. Another thing about him is that he likes to bite too
He doesn't bite Jade since they'll get into a brotherly fight that way, and he doesn't bite Azul since he'll cry and whine which gets on his nerves. He's only interested in biting people he likes, so that crosses out more than half of the boring fish at school. He also needs someone who he could bite that wouldn't rock his shit, so people like Jamil and Riddle are out of the picture.
That leaves you, his little Shrimpy. The first time he did it was when you were at the lounge helping out. You occasionally worked there for extra cash since the allowance Crewely gave you was pitiful. As you're drying some spoons, Floyd comes up to you and just chomps.
Its not a hard bite but his teeth are sharp. He targeted the back of your neck since you weren't wearing a high collar today. You yelp and turn around, alarmed. When he laughs at your reaction to smack his arm a few times like a pissed off cat. He doesn't mind though, as your swats didn't hurt and what were you going to do? Blast him away with magic?
After that incident, he begins to bite you. All. The. Time. You've even gotten used to it. He only really nibbles if anything, and it's better than his squeezes.
All your first years are baffled. Why are you letting the terrifying Floyd Leech bite you?! Are you okay? Does this constitute as abuse? Ace even offers to get Riddle to collar him so he won't bite you. You laugh it off and say it's just a weird Floyd thing. That you are pretty sure he does to other people.
You've asked him multiple times with varying answers.
"You just look like a tasty little shrimp."
"You look like a chew toy."
"I dunno, I was bored."
So eventually you asked Jade. He's amused and smiling at you all knowingly.
"Well, prefect. You're the only person here he bites."
Oh. Oh. You were under the assumption this was a common behavior for him. Now you're blushing. And Jade is chuckling behind his hand. And oh goodness. Were you looking into things too deeply?
You start avoiding him. You just don't know how to react when he's near anymore. At first Floyd didn't think too deeply into it. He just thought it was a coincidence that something popped up and you scurried away. Yea, his little shrimpy is always so busy!!
But then he starts getting annoyed. His favorite fishie is gone! He's done playing around.
He sees you with the lion. What the hell?! He storms over and straight up picks you up, squeezing you as he marches you over too the lounge. The entire time he's whining about how mean you are, and how you've abandoned him.
You're squirming in his grip, trying to escape, but you can't. Eventuall,y he has you in the employee lounge of the Monstro Lounge. He's straddling you, his heavy body dropped ontop you like an inescapable weighted blanket.
Hes complaining and demanding answers from you. When you refuse to answer he starts chomping. He's leaving marks on your arms, about to start nibbling your neck until you finally shoot him a question.
"Why do you only bite me?"
He paused before laughing.
"Cause I like ya shrimpy. I like your reactions and I like your spirit," he explained as if it were obvious.
You're stunned. "Like-like me?" You pried, face starting to warm up.
"Oh yea. I loooove ya shrimpy," he grinned before leaning in, nibbling your neck. He didn't mind using the word love. You were funner than anybody else he's met and he could totally see himself squeezing and biting you for the rest of his life, as long as you stay interesting.
"Oh." You spoke dumbly. "I... do too," you admitted.
He pulled away from your neck, his smile growing even bigger. "I know." He laughed. He wasn't stupid, contrary to popular belief. When he was interested in something, he watched it closely. Jade preferred being interested in the wild, in mushrooms and other things relating to it. Floyd preferred people.
He leaned in for a kiss, and you find yourself closing your eyes for it. The kiss was sweet, but his tongue seemed eager to explore this new, uncharted territory. You jolted at the sensation and made a split-second decision: you bit his tongue.
He immediately pulled away, his tongue still dumbly out as he stared at you. You gave him a taste of his own medicine. He burst into laughter at your own audacity. It was the exact reason why he liked you so much.
"You gonna start biting me too, shrimpy? Good. A game's more fun with two players."
I know I've been dead for a hot sec but tbf college basically grabbed me by my throat and throttled me </3 I've been infected with a bunch of brain worms so I'm gonna try to post more often!!
This is not proof read and most of this was written while greatly sleep deprived. This is prolly ooc but I'm trying to not be a perfectionist. I just threw together some quick aesthetics for teehee haahaas and bc seeing that dog docter made me shiggle
Enjoy chat! <333 Drink water and dont die
Imagine being a school nurse who went to NRC with Crewel. He remembers you all too well. You might've not had run in the same circles back in college, but he loved teasing you and getting your annoyed and flustered responses.
When he heard there was a new school nurse, he didn't really pay too much attention. After all, he has to make sure his pups succeed in classes. He knows he'll meet the new coworker sooner or later.
He meets you sooner rather than later.
You're having a nice chess game with Trein. Sure, you aren't winning by any means, but being able to talk with your old professor now as a coworker, rather than a student, was refreshing. The vibes are amazing, and you're having so much fun.
Then Crewel bursts into the room with wine. This was the start of Crewel's incessant teasing.
After that small impromptu hang out, he has made it his mission to tease you at every possible turn. You still had fun reactions, and he still had that sharp tongue. Of course, you do match him quip for quip though.
Imagine Crewel coming into your infirmary during his breaks to bring you healing potions. You can't turn him away since it is just him restocking your supplies, but he makes sure to linger. Sharp-minded back and forth ensues.
When he realizes your "lunches" are just pitiful snacks that you quickly throw in your bag before work, he starts dropping by your lunch breaks. It was convenient that your breaks match up. He's giving you some of his lunch and demanding feedback, although it was all just an excuse to see you eat better.
He surprisingly doesn't call you anything dog like. Instead he calls you kitty, much to your horror. He claims you're like an aloof cat that likes to hiss at anything that comes near. Tsk, how rude of him!
Imagine a Crewel who eventually convinces you to go to a nice classic bar with him every Friday after classes are let out, so you two can get tipsy and complain about the reckless students, as well as mention the progress they are making.
Of course it often leads to reminiscing about old times when you guys would bicker and compete for good grades. How funny how you guys both never changed.
Imagine Crewel gets a bad burn when a student messes up a potion and he reflexively shielded the youth from the blast with his body.
When he came into the infirmary, you were all over him in concern. You're making him take off his ridiculous coat and gloves while grabbing various medical supplies. You tend to him with quiet chiding, reminding him he has magic that does a much better job as a shield rather than his arms, as well as teaching for the rest of the period before coming to you.
He's oddly obedient during this, just giving minimal responses. His quietness unnerves you, so you look up, only to see him watching your face.
"Ah, I haven't seen that focused face in years now. It's nice to see it's still there," he'd note gently, catching you off guard. In your school years, he often made comments on your face when you were deep into studying. It was always notes about how calm and determined you looked.
You flushed. You hadn't notice how close you two were, with you bandaging his arm. You patch him up quickly and rush him out the door before he could do any further chaos to your rushing heart. Damn his pretty face and smooth words.
Imagine catching drinks with him after work to talk about life, work, and everything in between. He still has that boyish charm, but it's now tempered with something refined and elegant. In the classy bar, his voice is low and smooth, just quiet enough that you both have to lean a bit closer to talk.
Sometimes you drink at each other's homes as well, enjoying music and chess. He helps you train for Trein. Not to mention, his house has the cutest dogs who can do all sorts of tricks!
Imagine asking him for wardrobe help and he takes you shopping. His is ruthless with his decisions, picking and tossing clothing from high end stores like a dance of cloth and design. He might even make something custom for you if the inspiration hits, or you ask nice enough.
He might even lend your some of his clothes, refusing to admit he likes how his coat looks on you.
Imagine eventually becoming something more. You guys were basically together before you even realized it. He'd bring you lunch, hang out with you, and be the utmost gentlemen while giving suave flirtations. One night, when it's wine night at your place, he pulls up with tasteful black and red roses, smiling at you.
That starts your official relationship. It isn't something loudly announced in school. Hell, you really only told Trein, and he just sighed, talking about how it's always the smart ones who fall for the troublemakers, but you know he's happy for you two.
The student body starts whispering. There was always a few people gossiping about you two being together, but it had grown to a new extreme. Whenever you have some free time, you visit each other and chat, laughing and flirting. He's in your infirmary, helping you organize bandages. Your in his classroom, brewing potions and teas or coffees.
One day he isn't in his usual coat, and some people are questioning the rare sight. When Ace and Deuce end up in the infirmary due to getting into a fight with some group, they are immediately wide eyed and pestering you with questions. After all, why are you the one with Crewel's coat?!
Word spreads like wildfire at that. It's to the point where Crowley bursts in when you were giving some migraine relief to a student, and he is demanding to know if you and Crewel are a thing. When you confirm he's rambling in his typical fashion, speaking of young love (you're literally both well into your adulthood) and of how generous he was to allow workplace romance.
I wrote this a while ago and had it sitting in my drafts, thinking I never finished it. Turns out I did finish it, I just forgot lmao. The idea of having Leona as the laziest bodyguard ever is so funny to me like wtf I would not trust this man with my life even though he'd prolly do a great job when it matters lmao
Anyways, here ya go! Enjoy. Hydrate and remind someone you love them <3
Imagine you're the kid of a wealthy and important dude and you're dad is concerned for your safety since you're quite the easy target for any of his enemies. Its even worse since you have a horrible habit of sneaking out and doing reckless things.
Your dad does the only natural thing which is get you a human guard dog!! When you first meet Leona, you're confused because (1) that's a cat, and (2) why does he look like he doesn't give a single fuck about you. Isn't it his job to be super diligent and concerned over you?
Bodyguard!Leona is funny because he does not care. Your dad got him with the hopes he would stop your little getaways into the night and some of your poor choices. Leona does not infact stop that. He's normally lazing around and sleeping.
Instead of stopping you, he joins you. You're going to the club? Cool, he's grabbing his leather jacket. You're going out to a party? Okay, he'll drive you.
The only time he stops you from something is if it's a really really bad decision. You're drunk and planning on running around the dark streets? Nope, you're being thrown over his shoulder and brought home sneakily. You're getting in a fight? No you aren't— Oh, the person said something too far? Hold his jacket brat, he has someone he needs to put in their place.
In all honesty, you were surprised at the few times he defended you from fights and what not. He's still annoying as fuck though, taunting and teasing you as he lingers in your radius.
Well, if he's gonna annoy you, then two can play at that game. When he's sun bathing in the gardens, you're poking his cheek, petting his ears, draping yourself over him like a weighted blanket. You call him silly things like "lil kitten" or "baby girl". He never dignifies those taunts with a response, but you notice his tail twitch in annoyance. If he gets too fed up, he'll hug your waist and press you to his chest, trapping your arms and forcing you to nap with him.
When it really comes down to it though, he can lock in. There's someone stalking you? He's pinning the bastard in an alley way and is giving them a lot worse than just a warning. The very few times someone does try to outright harm you is shut down very quickly. He moves alarmingly fast and smooth for such a lazy cat. Before you know it, the would-be assaulter needs a trip to the hospital.
If you tease him about caring for you, he'll adamantly deny it. If it's true, though, why does he give you his jacket when you're cold, steals bits of your food that you don't like (unless it's just veggies. He'll leave that to you, herbivore), or scares away any annoying people you don't wanna deal with. He's gruff, but he's come around to liking you, taking care of you.
Eventually, him snoozing in a chair in your room turns into him cuddling you in bed due to your pestering (and nothing with the way he likes nuzzling your hair). He gets more protective of you. A dude is trying to get your number? He's telling him to fuck off. He's not jealous!! He just… Doesn't want a security risk. Yea, that's all. Now shut up and finish your shopping.
If you call him "good kitty" and pat his head, he'll scowl and grumble, but you'll notice he doesn't push your hand away. After all, he is a good kitty for dealing with your bullshit. Now lay down and soak up some sun with him; It's nap time.
Its a relatively warm night, so you go out and enjoy the crisp air. Your boyfriend, Azul, joins you. Bathing in the silence together is more than enough for the two of you.
TW: Nothing
This is very self indulgent after I stood outside at 1AM during a really nice warm night. It was chilly but sooo relaxing and quiet. If you get the chance to chill during a nice night, do it, why not? Look at the stars. Enjoy the peace. I suggest listening to this playlist while you read, or if you choose to stay out in a warm night.
The air was breezy and warm. The moon hung overhead, glowing with soft comfort as you watched from the balcony. The stars twinkled with constellations different from your home world. Even so, it was still beautiful, lulling you into a calm.
It was the perfect night weather, with warm air chilled by a cool breeze, creating a peaceful tingle against your skin. The Mostro Lounge was quiet during these late nights. In theory, you should be cozy in bed, snuggled up against Azul as you slept, but life wasn't theory; It was practice.
The glass door behind you quietly opened but you didn't bother to turn around, instead opting to continue gazing at the distant stars.
"Are you alright, darling?" Azul asked, mildly concerned and still half asleep as he joined you, leaning against the rail.
"Yeah, just enjoying the night," You assured him with a soft smile. "It's such a lovely night. I'll go in, in a bit. I just wanna take a moment to appreciate this moment," You elaborated, turning to face him.
He admired your face, the way your eyes reflected the stars. He wanted to know everything about you. He wanted to hear about the stars from your home, the small habits you keep hidden from all but yourself, and everything that brings you joy. He sighed lightly, returning your smile. His exploration would wait for a different day. He recognized the serene silence the night brought, best accompanied only by the sound of wind and crickets.
He shrugged off his robe, draping it over your shoulders. The fabric was silky and luxurious, still warm from his sleep. The night was cool and refreshing, but there was a sense of comfort and ease that his warmth brought.
You both stood there, watching the stars and each other for longer than you should. You both had classes tomorrow, alongside working the Mostro Lounge. For now, tomorrow would have to wait. This peace comes first, this quiet.
It's only after the breeze picked up further, creating a more chilly than cool air, that you both silently agreed to retire for the night.
In bed you both snuggled into each other, claiming the now cold sheets with new warmth. Your fingers intertwined, breaths soft and even, both of you lulling off to sleep, content and fulfilled.
