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Dandelions

Ruggie Bucchi, Yuu

832

“Are you picking dandelions?”

Ruggie looks up at me with something like a defensive look hidden behind his usual teasing demeanor. “Why, ya want some? Gonna have to pay up.”

I stop next to him, looking around the field for more dandelions. “Just curious.”

Maybe I can help him look.

“I’m gonna eat ‘em.” He shrugs, obviously hoping to look nonchalant about it. Even so, I can see the wariness behind it. 

“Eat them?” I look at him with a curious look, just as he turns away to pick more dandelions. Or maybe to hide his face from me. Probably that one. “I’ve heard you can make a lot of different foods with dandelions. Is there something you’re looking to make?”

He pauses for a moment, still looking at the ground. For dandelions, definitely. 100%. “Not really. Just lookin’ for dinner tonight.”

Looking for dinner? Why not just go to the cafeteria?

Wait… Ruggie’s poor. Does he not have the money?

Of course, I have to ask. “Why pick dandelions then, of all things? The cafeteria and the school store both have a lot of stuff.” 

He turns to me with that sneaky smirk of his and asks, “Why, were you planning on buying me dinner?”

He’s avoiding the question. I was right, wasn’t I?

I kneel down, picking a few dandelions of my own while thinking of recipes I knew that used dandelions. It was one of the random things I’d come across while being online, so I at least knew of a few things. 

“What are you doing?” He looks at me with furrowed brows. 

“Picking dandelions.” I pick a few more, making sure the edible parts of the dandelions look good enough to eat. 

“...I’m not paying you for this, you know.” He continues picking dandelions, sending a few seemingly confused glances my way. 

“I know. I just remembered that there were a few recipes that used dandelions that I wanted to test out. You’ll be my taste tester, won’t you?” I pick a few more dandelions, tossing them into the basket Ruggie was using. 

His ears twitch a few times, and he seems to be considering my offer. “...I’m guessing you’re gonna want me to pay you for dinner…?”

I laugh for a moment as I pick a few more dandelions. “You can pay me in some of those dandelions and some feedback on the food. How’s that sound?”

“Basically free food, right? Yeah I’m in!” He gives no hesitation as he agrees, picking up the basket as he stands up with a smile. “We goin’ to Ramshackle, then?”

I can’t help but smile at his obvious excitement, and I stand up with a few more dandelions in my hands. I put them in his basket and start walking towards Ramshackle. “Yeah. Let’s go.”

For a while, we walk together towards Ramshackle in relative silence until Ruggie poses a question. “Sooo, am I gonna have to share with Grim, then?”

“No, Grim got into something and now Vil is holding him hostage at Pomefiore until he’s all cleaned up. It’ll just be you and me for dinner.” I continue walking along the path, vaguely wondering what kinds of horrors Grim is enduring at Pomefiore at this moment. 

“Oh, cool. More for me! Shee hee hee!” He places his hands behind his head casually as the two of us walk together to the dorm.

Soon enough, the two of us are in the kitchen. I’m picking out various ingredients, picking apart the edible parts of the dandelions, and overall prepping to make dinner. Ruggie, on the other hand, is standing at the edge of the kitchen and watching me. 

After a while, dinner is in full swing. Dandelions are being cooked into some kind of edible substance. I stir a few dandelion parts in a pan with a few other ingredients, boiling some of the flowers in a pot for dandelion tea. 

The pan pops every few seconds from the heat, and I shift the ingredients around while keeping half an eye on Ruggie, who is 100% looking for an opportunity to steal some food. 

Of course, he does manage to succeed a few times. Unsurprising, given that he’s got practically the slipperiest fingers on campus. I didn’t stop him, but I did give him a few looks as he nibbles on bits a few feet away. 

Eventually, dinner is finally done. I start plating everything up, making sure to give Ruggie a good portion. After all, I wouldn’t want him leaving here hungry after I offered him dinner. 

“Alright, time for food!” I grab the plates, taking them to the dining room and setting them next to each other. “Alright, sit.” I take him by the shoulders, guiding him to a chair. Once he’s seated, I return to the kitchen to get the dandelion tea. 

Of course, I get back to the dining room to find Ruggie already digging in. 

Well, he seems to like it at least. 

🏹🏹

Planned Spontaneity

Floyd Leech, Yuu

1.3k

Pants. Shirt. Tie. Waistcoat. Blazer. Socks. Shoes. 

Every day, exactly the same way. 

Get dressed. Go to the kitchen to get Grim and I breakfast. Gather school supplies. Make the trek to the school. 

Every day, exactly the same way. 

This is my routine, and I have no intention of changing it. Every day has a routine, every action, a plan. No detail goes unchecked. Every day, down to the minute. 

When I met Azul, I had to admit that his ability to be so detail-oriented was admirable, even if it did cause me *many* problems with my routine. My routine was upset, and I hated it. Every time that *octopus* caused me a problem with my routine, I wanted to strangle him. 

But then, everything was over. Ace, Deuce, and Grim were no longer under contract, Azul’s overblot was done and over with, and I was able to go back to my wonderful, blissful routine. I never had to speak to him again if I didn’t feel like it. 

When I’d met the Leech twins, they annoyed me too. Dragging me into Azul’s contracts when all I had wanted to do was leave the Heartslabyul freshmen to learn their lesson about forming contracts without a plan. Blocking me every step of the way when I’d tried to fix messes that weren’t mine. 

But they had qualities I’d admired. Jade always kept a cool head. He was always so formal and spoke so eloquently. Always did the things he said he would. He annoyed me, but I liked him. 

As for Floyd… I liked that he never let anyone tell him what to do, for better or worse. He did whatever he felt like doing. He was spontaneous. 

He had something that I lacked. Something I *knew* I lacked. 

I knew how upset I always got when my plans were interrupted, when my routine was broken. 

Maybe that was why I was doing this. No, it was definitely why I was doing this. 

I open the doors to the Mostro Lounge, steeling myself for what’s to come. Finishing my plan for how to make sure this goes in my favor. 

Soon enough, I’m with Azul in the VIP room, preparing to negotiate. 

“So, what brings you here today, Yuu?” Azul places his chin on his hands as he looks at me with that annoyingly sly smile. 

I look back with my usual blank expression, keeping all my intentions and desires close to my chest. “I would like to discuss the possibility of employment at the Mostro Lounge.”

Azul raises a brow. “Oh? We would love to have you. Tell me, why the change in heart since the last time we discussed this?”

“My reasons are none of your business. As for the terms of my employment, I would like to be scheduled…” I start listing off my specifics, going through working hours, positions, and pay, among other things in my usual monotone. 

Everything planned to the last detail. 

Of course, Azul, ever the businessman, tries to negotiate. Tries, but fails. 

I have no intention of compromising, in any case. He knows that. 

Soon enough, I have my contract with Azul for my employment at the Mostro Lounge with every single specification I'd requested. When you threaten to walk out any time a request isn't met, it really gets you somewhere, after all.

I’ll be able to get closer to Floyd now. I’ll use Floyd to desensitize myself to changing plans and routines. 

It was supposed to be nothing more than that. A plan to be more spontaneous. 

“Shrimpyyyy~!” Floyd comes up behind me and places his arms on my shoulders, leaning what seems to be his full weight on me. 

“Floyd. Off. You know I don’t like being touched.” Well, it’s not like he’s going to stop either way. 

“Aww, but that’s no fun~!” He pokes at my cheek a few times as if intentionally antagonizing me. 

Instead of pushing him off of me like I usually would, I just sigh and resign myself to my predicament.

“Sooo, any plans tonight?” He sets his chin on the top of my head, crossing his arms around my shoulders. 

I pause for a moment, thinking about what I was going to do tonight. 

“...No, actually.” The thought surprises me more than anything. *Me*, not have some sort of plan? Ha! I’m going to turn my head and see a pig with wings next to me. 

“Sweet! I’m taking you with me~.” Suddenly, I’m being lifted off the ground with no idea as to where I’m being dragged off to. 

Now, normally, I would be kicking and clawing to get out of this. He was dragging me somewhere against my will, where I had no information about where we were going or what we’d be doing. 

But…I think my little plan worked, because I have simply resigned myself to Floyd’s whims. Or maybe…

Am I even feeling a little…excited? 

No, absolutely not. I’m just…curious. That’s all. Nothing more. 

“Here we are!” Floyd sets me down with a plop, and I almost lose my balance. “The cooks are givin’ out some new sweets I wanna try.” He grabs my wrist and leads me into the crowd of people that seems to part for him as soon as they see him. After all, Floyd's whims are certainly something to be feared, as the general population of NRC would attest to.

I watch on with some mix of nervousness and that same ‘curiosity’ from earlier as Floyd drags me through the crowd. 

Soon enough, the two of us are looking at sweets freshly prepared by the school’s chefs. 

“Ooh, that one looks tasty~! Hmm, no. That one!” Just as easily as he makes up his mind, he changes it seconds later. 

How he can manage to do that just baffles me. Just pick one!

I look at the flavors myself, considering whether I want to buy one for myself. There *are* some pretty interesting sweets…

“Come on, Shrimpy~! Pick one…!” Floyd whines at me from beside me as he munches down on three? Four?? Different kinds of sweets. He finishes one of them off, using his now free hand to poke and prod at me in an attempt to get me to hurry up. 

I swat his hands away with a sharp, “Fine! Fine.” I pick a random item from the shelf, only really seeing what it was after it was handed to me. 

What *is* this?

I stare at it in confusion, never having seen anything like it before. 

“Come on, let’s go wander~.” He takes my free hand, pulling me away from the crowds again and pulling me along various hallways as the two of us, or rather one of us, snacks on the sweets we’d gotten. 

After a while of us walking together, Floyd eating his sweets, and me staring at the abomination that I’d happened to pick, Floyd looks at me.  “You gonna eat that~? If not, give it here.”

I shoot a glare his way, holding my abomination closer. “No, it’s mine.”

“Fineee…” He takes a bit of one of the other sweets he’d gotten, leaving mine alone. 

I eye mine warily for a moment before risking a bite. I *had* picked it, after all. It's a matter of principle. After chewing for a moment…

I look down with a confused look. 

Is this…good?

I take a few more bites, rather surprised that my spontaneous decision had been worth it. 

“Sooo…? ‘S it good?” 

I look up to see Floyd looking down at me with that weird little smile of his. 

“Hahah, you’ve got stuff on your face!” He points at the little spots on my face from my sweet and laughs with that weird little laugh of his. 

I quickly wipe off the specks on my face, turning away from Floyd in a way that makes it obvious I’m embarrassed about it. 

“You’re funny, Shrimpy~. I’m glad I brought you with me.”

I drew Fairy Gala Ortho :v

I just love my precious boy X333

His hair actually turned out significantly better than I expected

I've tried to draw the shroud brothers' hair before, but this is the first time it's actually *worked* XD

I wanna write but I have no ideassss

Someone please

Please

Give me twst fanfic ideas

I am begging

Please 🥲

the irony of drawing this instead of actually locking the fuck in

An attempt was made..

🙇 5 yuus in a coffin what shall they do……

SPOILER ALERT it’s a LAWT. wanted to draw cheebs so i went w me and my friends’ yuus!!! 🫶 i miss them a lot i might draw them more……… also i’d love to hear assumptions about them SO ↓

non-ashi yuus belong to @tunaloaf @nohrianhime @asteroidtaker and @lavendertarot respectively <3