you were absently scrolling on your phone with one hand, the other tapping your baby girls back as she fed

floyd was lounging on the couch next to you, flipping through whatever was on TV

“ouch, shit!” you yelp, which causes the baby to pop off your breast

when she does, you notice a little trickle of blood coming from your flesh. floyd’s eyes shoot over to you, and he slightly panics when he sees the blood

“what happened!?” he asks, immediately at your side with a tissue and pressing it to your bleeding nipple

you’re just poking at your baby’s mouth, and when you open her little mouth, you see the cause of the blood: her first tooth has poked out of her gums

however, this was a sharp tooth—exactly like your husbands teeth

you groan, showing floyd. “dammit floyd, she has your teeth.”

floyd laughs, “i guess my genes were stronger! but then again, i guess you can’t feed her like this.”

so he finds these rubber guards online that can go in a small child’s mouth….. and makes sure they’re delivered that same day

he basically had to fight to get the guards in the baby’s mouth, but once they were there, she calmed down

and suddenly, her teeth were no longer going to cause you pain…. and floyd acted as if he just solved world hunger

but to him, he did. his daughter was his world after all, and as long as she’s not going hungry, then all is good

Jade Leech

jade was quietly preparing dinner for the two of you while you breastfed your son

you were slightly dozing off, when you feel a sharp pain shoot through your breast

you yelp in pain, gently easing your son off your breast so you could see what the hell happened

jade heard you, and instantly set down what he was doing to come over to you

“what’s wrong, my dear?” he asks, analyzing the scene

you had your finger probing your sons mouth open, and noticed the small, sharp object protruding from his gums—his first tooth!

however, this tooth looked as if it came straight from his fathers gums

“ah, i see he has my teeth.” jade comments, kissing your cheek and rubbing a hand over his baby’s head

“yeah, no shit.” you retort, and then watch as he leaves the house without a word

he comes back twenty minutes later with a couple baby bottles and milk formula, and goes to preparing a bottle

he sits down next to you, bottle in hand, and takes the hungry baby from your arms. he then starts feeding your little one

“rubbers a bit better than your mommy’s body to bite.” jade murmurs, smiling softly at his son

you roll your eyes, but cuddle up next to your two favorite boys

Idia Shroud

idia was on a call in his office while you fed your baby girl before putting her down for a nap

you’re watching some crappy tv show, when you feel something sharp dig into your nipple

“ouch!” you groan, and idia hears it, and panics

“uh, i gtg, my wife is having a crisis right now. peace out.” he says quickly, then hangs up and rushes out to you

you’re massaging your now swollen nipple while trying to look in your daughters mouth

idia immediately helps, and he almost shrieks in surprise (please, yall can like hear him, right?)

“she has a tooth! she’s finally leveled up… woah, this is an ssr genetic pull. she’s got my teeth.” he points out, showing you the sharp tooth that had just bitten you a moment ago

you groan, and idia takes her to put her down for a nap. meanwhile, you order a pump device and supplies so you can start bottle feeding

once that’s been ordered, and she’s been put down for a nap, idia comes back to you and wraps you in his long arms

“that was an L cutscene… im sorry baby. if i had your assets, id feed her instead.” idia says, tenderly peppering kisses on your face

“whatever, nerd.” you tease, but appreciate the sentiment. once you begin pumping instead of breast feeding, idia is there to help. he also offers to feed her all the time, even if he’s playing a game or on a call

he may not seem like he would, but he truly stepped up when he became a father. after all, you gave him the most legendary item he ever could’ve pulled for

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Not very cleanly. Not cleverly. Just desperately. She waited for the right moment, used whatever small advantage she had, and ran—not just from the tweels, but from Night Raven entirely. The kind of escape born from the abuse finally becoming too much to endure.

She would get away…

For a while.

The first months would be pure survival. Looking over her shoulder. Sleeping lightly. Flinching at anyone with blue-ish hair or a too-sharp smile. The contract still exists, even if the other party isn’t currently enforcing it, and that knowledge alone would eat at her. Making ends meet would be difficult... Magicless, with no real connections in this new place she landed, Yuu/MC would most likely end up in the kind of unstable, low-paying work that leaves her exhausted and still barely scraping by.

The tweels, meanwhile, would not simply forget.

Floyd would be restless, irritable, oscillating between rage and a strange, almost mournful boredom… Jade-o would go very quiet and eerily… focused. Azul would be furious about the principle of it, but the tweels’ motivation would be far more personal… They would look for her. Not always loudly, not always obviously—but they would look.

Perhaps years later… when NRC is a distant, ugly memory and the island feels like another life. It happens. Completely unexpectedly. 

Maybe Yuu/MC is coming off a long shift, tired and worn down, mind already halfway checked out, when she hears a familiar voice… maybe she looks up in a crowded street and freezes, the world around her… stops. because two familiar tall figures with matching teal hair are standing across the way, staring at her like they’ve just found something they lost a long time ago.

The reunion would not be kind.

But there would be no dramatic chase through the streets either. No immediate violence. Just the crushing weight of being seen again by the two predators who once owned every part of your life. Floyd would have a wide grin plastered on his face—a little sleazy, and far too pleased. Jade’s reaction would be controlled, but somehow worse. The kind of calm that says he has already decided how this is going to go. Already calculating, as if the years of absence were only ever a temporary inconvenience.

She's struggling. It’s obvious. The tired eyes, the worn clothes, the way she holds herself like someone who has learned to take up as little space as possible. The twins see all of it. And instead of pity… something darker settles in.

Because now they don’t just have the old obsession.

They have proof that she couldn’t make it without them.

Floyd would be the first to close the distance with that same loose, easy gait, like this was nothing more than running into an old friend. Before she could step back, his arm would settle heavily around her shoulders, pulling her in against his side as if she had never left. The gesture would look casual—almost friendly… if not for the way his fingers dug in just a little too firmly, and the way his smile stretched too wide.

He’d laugh, low and delighted, and say something cruelly soft about how skinny their little shrimp had gotten. A nonchalant “Didja miss us?” that didn’t sound like a question at all.

Jade would follow a moment later, more deliberate. His gaze would move over her form slowly as he reminded her, voice even, that the contract never expired. That some debts don’t disappear just because you run. That they have been patient…

That patience has... limits.

The most devastating part is the painful, treacherous pull in Yuu’s/MC's own chest.

The part that still remembers the weight of their “attention”. The part that has been alone and tired and scared for so long that even the suffocating cage that she escaped starts to look like shelter. The part that already knows, with a sick kind of yearning and certainty, that there will be no second escape.

In that universe, some poor and unfortunate souls don’t get to leave for good…

□Jade　ｘ reader

Floyd had lost a game of rock-paper-scissors and grumbled a dissatisfied "Ehh..." as he reluctantly put on a bunny suit, though he continued acting like his usual rough-and-tumble self without missing a beat.

Jade, on the other hand, put on a bunny suit simply to see your reaction. He even sent you a selfie attached with a message: "Wouldn't you like to see this in person?"

You dashed all the way to Mostro Lounge and blurted out, "Is this some kind of aggressive sales tactic?!"

However, by the time you arrived, he was already back in his standard dorm uniform.

"Ah, what a relief," you sighed.

Jade gave you a serene smile and whispered, "We can take our time later, yes?"

His words struck you like a lightning bolt, leaving your mind momentarily dazed and swooning. But quickly pulling yourself together, you shouted, "I never said I wanted to see it!!"

Leaving your voice echoing behind him, Jade walked back to work in high spirits, looking like he couldn’t be happier.

Afterward, claiming he would walk you home, Jade escorted you back to Ramshackle Dorm after finishing his shift. He smoothly invited himself inside and aggressively pushed his hospitality on you, saying, "I'll brew us some tea."

Back in your room, you held your head in your hands, completely lost: I really have no idea what Jade-senpai is ever thinking...

At that very moment, Jade quietly slid into the room—wearing the bunny suit and carrying a tray of delightfully fragrant tea.

Terrified by the sheer absurdity, you burst into tears.

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there doesn’t seem to be anything outwardly different about you. and you don’t feel any different either. you’re the same as you usually are, wary and somewhat tired no matter how much sleep you’ve gotten the night before.

you might as well ask.

“different in a good way or a bad way?”

“why don’t ya take a guess?”

the tapping’s stopped. uh oh.

though the music from the lounge plays on without a care in the world. you idly wish you were a musical note who didn’t have to think, only dependent upon the loving hand of whoever played you.

floyd’s face takes on a scarily gleeful note. the sort where you know he’s about to drape his long limbs all over you in a horrifying squeeze. averting your eyes, you swallow back an anxious ball of spit. you better guess fast.

“you think i look… nice?”

“you look very nice, my dear. delicious to a fault, even.”

jade’s here too now, directly behind you. his form completely swamps yours as his gloved hand takes the glass you were washing out of your hands. they feel strangely empty and damp for a moment before he deigns to give it back to you. yet his hands are still fastened tight upon yours on the surface of the blue-green glass.

“so very nice in fact that you missed a spot here, darling prefect. don’t fret, i’ll show you how to do it properly. now pay close attention lest you forget again by your next shift,” jade patiently plays at benevolence as he guides your hands in an clean swipe of up and down. up and down. again and again…

“really, jade. i-i can do it myself now,” he’s being kind in his own strange way but you can’t help but want to wriggle away all the same.

your words fall on deaf ears as floyd pipes up:

“i wanna show the prefect something swell too!”

jade’s grip becomes tighter amongst the soap suds and floating bubbles. they float up at you, one lands on your trembling lip; perhaps bursting into the shape of your quickly beating heart. you don’t know whether to laugh or cry.

“afterwards, floyd. there’s a time for everything, fufu~”

you don’t like the sound of that one bit. but all things end sooner or later. valiantly, you decide to suck it up.

what a responsible little prefect you are! even when you want to be anything but.