#I really like the idea of Jamil opening himself to more soft moments

[0honeybones0]

Eeppyyyy (not gonna lie, I kinda didn’t like the new birthday card, don’t get me wrong I really like the idea of learning more domestic aspects of the character but I guess my expectations were more , glamorous, but that’s on me)

Anyway more art I made in these weeks

Anyways have a(ss) nice day

[ridorukunmajitennshi]

Can I get an 8 with Jamil? 👀

pairing: jamil viper x gn!reader cw: suggestive, hypnosis (+ implied multiple times used) a/n: you certainly can! jamil is really fun to write for, i hope you enjoy this!!

send me a number + character!

Nestled in your dorm at Scarabia, a heap of papers adorning the veneer surface of your desk, you heaved a sigh with your fingers tangled in your hair as you come across yet another problem you’re incapable of solving.

“This homework is too much, I’ll never get it done,” you griped to yourself in vanquishment, pushing back on your chair—and just in that moment of tilting your head back, a knock resounded on your door. “Come in!”

You didn’t bother to ascertain who it was, instead simply giving permission to impose upon your space.

With a soft sombre retained in his eyes, Jamil’s voice enveloped the room, although his tone only reflected a hint of annoyance (for your protection), “[name], you should really be more careful who you let into your room like that.”

A silver tray embellished with treats and drinks laid on Jamil’s arm as he shut the door behind him and padded deeper within. Motioning to his arrival, Jamil added, “Kalim wanted me to bring you some things. For working so hard, he said.”

“He should’ve brought it to me himself instead of making you do it⋯” you breathed out, feeling a sense of pity and vexation on Jamil’s behalf. You were sure that he had other things he wished to be doing instead of bringing you snacks for ‘working so hard’, which was just your normal spread of homework.

“No, if it’s for you, I don’t mind,” Jamil retorted with his thin lips arched into a smile, forsaking the tension bouncing between his strained muscles as his body went slack with relief.

Just from hearing your voice, so mellifluous to his ears as you never once displayed anything short of purity, Jamil could feel at ease around you. He was more open, more truthful, when he was around you—and he didn’t feel the need to moderate his words as much. That’s not to say he doesn’t still have his secrets, of course.

“Oh⋯ well, I appreciate it! I was just thinking about how I needed a break,” you chortled, an immense feeling of gratitude bursting over your insides, before asking, “Are you busy, Jamil-kun? We can share some of the snacks, if you want!”

Curling his fingers around his chin, Jamil vacillated on whether to accept your offer or not—the idea of spending some alone time with you without thewretched, chaotic interruption of Kalim was enticing. “Is that really what you wish for?” he lightly jested.

“I would like you to join me, yes⋯!”

You ushered the two of you over to the diminutive yet opulent couch in your room, the one that Kalim had bought for you, and set the tray so graciously offered to you onto the table before it.

Guided by your hand, Jamil plopped down into seating and thought about the irony of his emotions for a moment. Being dragged around you was different from when Kalim did it; and he always assumed he’d hate someone’s selfishness in wanting him to do as they say.

But not when it comes to you.

Jamil watched with ravening attentiveness as you innocently ate at the snacks, biting into the crackers decorated with various spices, and his smile blossomed when you hummed in delight.

You really were so sweet and pure, weren’t you?

Ahh, how he desperately wanted to close this distance between you. You’d never fathom his true intentions or feelings until he outright said them to you⋯ and yet that was something he couldn’t ever do.

“They’re so yummy! Thank you, Jamil-kun!” you expressed your appreciation with a gentle yet pronounced coo, your lips curving into a charming smile—so undefiled by corruption—and Jamil found himself becoming ill-fated.

“What else is in your heart?” Jamil questioned with a half-lidded gaze, instinctively reaching a hand out to your cheek and cupping the supple skin, “If you could wish for anything, what would it be?”

Swirls engulfed his grey irises as he fixed his gaze into your eyes, each coil of hypnotic magic twisting around your precious frame bringing you further into his thrall, and as you blinked, a cloud blanketed your eyes.

And poor naive you had no idea what was happening, just curious on why he was bringing this up as you tried to answer, “I’d wish for—”

“—you see, [name], I’d wish for you to become mine.”

One more blink and you were entirely captivated by Jamil’s spell, your voice resonating with monotone hues, “Your wish is my command.”

“Then, kiss me,” Jamil ordered, and he observed as you obediently did as you were told; pressing your lips onto his, allowing your mouths to melt together in consonance.

Jamil took the initiative and prodded his tongue between your lips, slithering inside your mouth and savouring the slightly spicy taste within the crevice. From the crackers he baked for you.

Groaning into the kiss, almost frenzied to keep your mouths connected as long as possible, Jamil instructed between longing kisses, “Now, take off your shirt and come closer.”

Just the mere thought of having you following all of his commands exacerbated his arousal, and Jamil licked his smirking lips as you pulled back in order to peel off your shirt. You then moved over to him, settling your hands onto his shoulders as you straddled him; your hips, your own heat, resting atop his.

Jamil’s pants were growing awfully tight now, and you can feel it brush against your groin. “Good, little jewel. I love it when you’re like this,” Jamil praised, seeing how your cheeks flooded with delirious warmth in response, “it’s been a while since we had time to do this⋯ I’m looking forward to it.”

Not that you’d remember those times, of course. After all, his wish is your command, no?

[forcebewitht]

Force's Disney Geek Master Theory: Why Twisted Wonderland Is Called Twisted Wonderland

We have all grown to know and love various Disney characters over the years, correct? Yet, I believe a lot of us can argue that not many characters have the same effect on us even as adults today as the Villains do within their respective movies. In the game Disney: Twisted Wonderland as we all know and love, the select boys to Overblot are supposed to have the "souls" of their Villain counterparts, right? But...why is it called "Twisted" Wonderland, then? The truth may lie within something that has been right in front of us all along, my friends: the meaning of a mirror. Ready to buckle in for this one? If so, then here we go!

We have seen all of these guys share character traits, looks, etc with their Disney counterparts, correct? Well, what if I were to tell you that things in terms of the "main" guys that we are supposed to pay attention to aren't exactly what they seem? This could be analyzed in a few different ways, honestly, yet the most prominent way is this: the differences in their personalities- they are reversed. Let us take this bit by bit, shall we?

Ah, yes. The Queen Of Hearts. The ranting, raging, bundle of red, black, and gold we all know and love. (or else heads would roll, I'm sure) One of the things that everybody knows about her is that she's extremely hellbent on the crazy rules that she makes up and is prone to anger honestly very easily. Yeah, you can connect that to Riddle- but think about it for a second. While that rage and the rule thing is still there, it isn't as prominent with him as it was with her, is it? With the Queen of Hearts, her whole "issue" was that she wished to make everybody listen to her and follow her every command- but Riddle was essentially always following the rules of another- not his own. This seemed to make Riddle a little more calm most of the time in terms of how he handled and oversaw things. It wasn't until he actually Overblotted that the "listen to me and only me" thing came out- buuuuuuttttttt I'll get to that part in a bit.

Next: Leona and Scar. While we honestly didn't get to see a lot of what went on behind the scenes in the Outlands in terms of how Scar even met the hyenas to begin with at all, one thing can honestly be said- Scar worked very hard to get where he was. I mean, it's not like you can get an entire pack of rabid, hungry hyenas onto your side in the course of a single day, or maybe even a week (especially as a lion, no less). No, something to that extreme takes careful planning, wording, and stringing along to ensure that nothing goes wrong along the way. The way Scar spoke to Shenzi, Banzai, and Ed made it seem as though he had known them for a looooonngggg time before this- that's where that behind the scenes planning comes in. And then...you have Leona. Leona, from what we can tell in Chapter 2, planned the idea for the "endgame" alright- but he didn't actually act upon any of the plan for himself. Ruggie did. Even in the Lion King, we see that Scar had no problems whatsoever getting his paws dirty a little within his own scheme to take his "rightful place" at the head of Pride Rock- but Leona quite honestly did not a thing once Ruggie was in motion. See where this is starting to head?

Azul and Ursula. Ursula, the Disney baddie queen of my heart Ursula, the Sea Witch. She was known all around the ocean floor for helping out poor little merfolk in secret, wasn't she? Yet, nobody ever really seemed to catch wind of the whole "her turning those who didn't quite fit the bill into polyps" thing, did they? That was one of the things that made her such a honest threat to Ariel herself- because Ursula was cunning. She did things behind the scenes, and sure- we could catch onto it out in the audience (annnddd maybe Sebastian and Flounder as well), but nobody else really seemed to, right? Azul is the complete opposite in this standpoint. He instills direct fear into his "workers" and those even beyond and within his dorm. Like- basically most knew that this dude was bad news to begin with. Azul, mostly, seemed to hide his cunning facade behind a fake yet still seemingly "soft and genuine" smile and act. But all in all, he didn't really attempt to "hide" anything- hell, he even proclaimed his entire plan of what everyone with those things on their heads were gonna do for him in the open! At least when Ursula sang as Vanessa, she was in an almost perfectly enclosed room with nobody else around.

Jamil and Jafar. This comparison here, given what occurs in the movie Aladdin, is honestly one of the biggest possible indicators of this reoccuring theme I shall clarify in a bit. Jafar, while being sneaky, was known for being a more "out there" Disney Villain in terms of his personality alongside that of his partner Iago in the film. He would smile in a sinister way, he would crack jokes out in the open, and let us not forget his crazed yet oddly interesting laughter. Jamil? He's the exact opposite. Given his past and what he has had to dealt with growing up with Kalim, he is much more reserved and barely releases a chuckle or cracks a smile at all. His personality is a lot more repressed than that of Jafar himself throughout the film. Jamil has been so used to having to hold himself back thanks to his parents in favor of Kalim's family, he doesn't seem to know how to "let go" whatsoever. Yet Jafar, while still maintaining that sneaky side of him as well, has no problems whatsoever letting a little hang loose whenever he so chooses to.

Vil and the Evil Queen. This one honestly may be a bit more self explanatory than the others- but the difference between these two is their expressions of themselves. The Evil Queen was the very first animated counted Disney Villain within Disney's history- yet, she barely had any lines throughout the film at all. Her ranges of expression were almost little to none thanks to the era in which the movie was released in- but she always looked like she was pissed, huh? Vil is the exact opposite of her in this sense. He is able to fully express himself through his various facial expressions, theatrical abilities, musical experiences, fashion style, and even how he behaves. Vil is able to do so much more than the Evil Queen did or could do within that time period, that it's almost a little staggering if you fully picture it.

Idia and Hades. Now, now. We haven't honestly seen too much of the flaming blue boy yet in TWST, but one thing is apparent here right off the bat- in terms of his personality? He is the exact opposite of Hades. Idia is much like Jamil but to a more "geek" degree- he's extremely introverted, shy, a bit snippy, yet mainly keeps to himself and his gaming tech. Hades is most often renowned as the Disney Villain with the most personality- and the best humor. Hades has no problem whatsoever being "out there" with his crazy puns, sassy remarks, anger, and even mocking behavior. I mean, please, guys- I haven't been this choked up since I got a hunk of moussaka caught in my throat!

Finally, Malleus and Maleficent. Ooooohoooooooo boy. We have to count out the live action movie Maleficent for this one (sorry horned queen fans). One thing that basically everybody even with their toe in the water in that of Disney movies kind of knows this fact- Maleficent is c r u el. She's got a bizarre set of dark powers and an even blacker heart than that. Hell, we basically had to "soften her up" a little bit in Maleficent thanks to just how seemingly irredeemable her character is in that of Sleeping Beauty. I mean, c'mon now- cursing an infant? And we get no explanation for that in the original? C'mon, now. Anyways, Malleus? As we all can tell by now, this dude is the compleeettteeeeeee opposite. Sure, he has those repressed bits here and there too, but it is evident that this dude has a heart crying out for the MC and it is big, bold, and golden to the core once you look past how he looks. He sent the MC a card for winter break, for crying out loud. Yeah, let me know the next time you see Maleficent do that smh.

Now, I have avoided using a certain word up until this point to see if anybody could catch on to what exactly is happening here. Did you figure it out? Reverse. The boys that either have Overblotted already or intend to Overblot soon stop holding out on us, Chapter 6 have had the exact opposite personalities compared to that of their Villain counterpart- until one prime point in their "character arcs". Their Overblot.

Riddle wished to have all bow before him and obey his rules.

Leona led his entire dorm into ruin and nearly sanded away the entire school in the process.

Azul let himself finally free of his personal shackles entirely and "took what was his".

Jamil finally let himself go and opened up more in his personality, almost seeming to be driven insane in the process.

Vil wanted to become the most beautiful one of all and would kill anyone within the way of that goal without any hesitation whatsoever.

The moment that the boys' Overblotted, that was the exact moment when the "soul" of their Disney Villain counterpart took control. Keeping that idea in mind, that should mean that this will happen in the upcoming chapters and their Overblots:

Idia will show off all of the personality, powers, and intelligence that he has been keeping down within this introverted self of his.

Malleus will become so broken by being left out and alone in the cold for the final time that he will turn into a completely cruel Fae and possibly nearly kill either the MC or the representation of Prince Philip within that Chapter in the process.

(Hello, my dear Readers! Guess who is trying to get back into her bigger pieces of writing? This gal right here~ feel free to drop a comment and tell me what you think of this theory- I'd love to hear your thoughts! 💕)

[snowrobin-133]

hey! saw that your requests are open, so might as well give it a shot! may i request for a gn!mc!reader who is just like kazuha? like as poetic, calm, gentle etc. just like him? with the dorm leaders please! (twisted wonderland & you can subtract a few people if you want!

Ah yes Kazuha my favorite character besides Albedo 😌 

this was very fun to write, I hope you enjoy it!

Riddle Rosehearts

You're calm and gentle demeanor would be a rather good contrast for his short tempered self

He enjoys hearing your poems a lot! He thinks it's extremely creative and that you're great at making poems!

The soothe and melodic tone of your voice is something he dearly loves

The inner tease that would come out often flustered the poor boi, and he's unable to respond, resulting in even more teasing from you and the others

He may try to enforce the rules of the queen of hearts to save himself but he wouldn't do too much of a harsh punishment lol

He also find your great sense of smell to be extremely useful whenever a naive first year accidently lets out the animals

You can always find them almost immediately and soothe them if any were hysterical

Leona Kingscholar

Let's be honest

He probably finds you really annoying

You're so persistent and you constantly recited poems and haikus of the area around you

He can never hide from you either, your great sense of smell and attunement with nature always revealing where he is.

Of course, you eventually grow on him as your soft and melodic voice, or even playing a tune with a random leaf, helps him sleep even better than he normally does

And your mischievous nature will sometimes help him escape from the clutches of teachers and Ruggie alike

He's grateful for that but he'll never admit it out loud for you to hear

So even if he is all talk about you being a menace and that he doesn’t like you, things just wouldn't be the same if you were gone

Azul Ashengrotto

He finds your attunement with nature quite interesting and may even attempt to get that skill with a contract

Thankfully, your quick wits help you out of that quite fast

And as the year progresses, he makes many more attempts, always being outwitted by you

It eventually becomes somewhat of a competition but is able to learn much more about you throughout it

Such as your mischievous nature, outwitting him or Jade and Floyd with outlandish or stupid tactics

Sometimes your teasing nature will fluster him similarly to Riddle, except he's able to regain his composure quickly and try to get back at you

Not very successful though

He finds your ability to make music with a simple leaf extremely interesting and will inquire if you could teach him that

He likely won't do very well though and will get irritated

Although your melodic laughter and smile will quickly lift his spirits

Kalim Al-Asim 

He's amazed by you!

More or less like a puppy dog jumping around you in excitement

He'll be asking you about everything and may even ask you to teach him some things such as playing a tune on a leaf

I think he would be pretty good at it since he's in the light music club, although probably not as good as you

He would take it with a large grin though

Kalim would like to know everything about your attunement to nature: what you hear, what you see, what the wind tells you, and more

You can tell him all your poems and he will think every single one is great despite not knowing what half of them mean most of the time lol

He may try to do it himself, but the results won't be as good lol

Jamil may need to step in to stop him from giving himself a headache

Vil Schoenheit 

Honestly he'd probably only be interested in your skills for doing films and such

Of course he'd find them interesting, but I doubt he would care that much

But let's expand on the film point

He may cast you as just a side character that plays a couple tunes on a stage for the audience

Or maybe the wise mentor trope, using your attunement to nature as the main idea for your character

Regardless, the possibilities are endless in his eyes, and he'll seek them all out

Idia Shroud 

He would be very curious about your skills, maybe even comparing you to some anime protagonists

He would probably be really freaked out by your skills, not in the bad way though, just in a really shocked way since he rarely goes outside and interact with nature

So for you to speak about nature and such, he'd just be having one of those moments like in the thinking intensely memes

While he doesn't understand much of what you're speaking about, he'll still enjoy your voice, finding it soothing when he's anxious

He probably really hates your mischievous and teasing side as he doesn't know how to handle it and is probably really easy to fluster lol

Ortho also really likes you, finding all your skills super cool! He will want to learn more despite being able to do similar things through his tech gear and features!

Malleus Draconia

He very much enjoys you and finds that you and Lillia are very similar

Calm, gentle, a bit of an old soul, speaking poetically, and more

Even your mischievous sides are similar

So unlike some of the previous dorm leaders, he'll know how to handle you thanks to Lillia lol

Regardless, he is very impressed with you! It's very rare to meet a human like you with how connected to nature you are

Being able to see hidden paths left by creatures and others, hearing things from far away, your strong sense of smell, and more

Your poems are also very good and he enjoys listening to them while he's on his nightly walk

May give you a couple gifts as thank you for your poems and such :)

It's been a while since I last wrote these bois so sorry if they're OOC!

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

I love your idea about EP 2. It sounds more better than the actual EP. Honestly Im disappointed of how Leona wasnt given his villain moment like Scar does. But I was even more disappointed that they made him more of a iredeemable person until EP 6. They couldve shown his more soft side like they did in his Bday.

[Referring to this post!]

Oh, thank you! ^^ I’m happy to hear that you like my rewriting of chapter 2!

Wow, I’m talking about Leona a lot lately 🦁 This is going to get lengthy, so look below the cut for my thoughts on Leona’s development chapters 3-5!

I definitely think that Leona’s Overblot seemed less... impactful (?) since Yuu and co. never got to directly interact with him much that chapter. It’s certainly weird to think about when they frequently ran into Riddle the last chapter. (It was also kind of sad that when we did get to see Leona interact with Yuu and co., he was just bullying them in Magift which seems petty in comparison to like... say, Azul, who although we didn’t interact with a lot, still got his important moments like protecting his contracts).

However! I don’t think that chapters 3, 4, and 5 left Leona “irredeemable”. Twisted Wonderland really plays with the concept of morality, what’s right and what’s wrong. To that end, many of the characters depicted are very morally grey. Yes, they do bad things, but they come from less than ideal circumstances and don’t know how to deal with their emotional turmoil and trauma. Each chapter’s ending isn’t a happily ever after—there’s loose ends, broken relationships, confused boys trying to get it back together. We see some of them try to work on themselves (Riddle and his temper, for example), others are still a slow work in progress (Kalim and Jamil mending their relationship), and as far as I can recall, Vil is the only one who apologizes for OBing because he already has a sense of maturity. For someone as stubborn as Leona, he seems very resistant to change, so I’m not surprised if he still comes across as no different than his initial introduction in chapter 2.

Rather than “irredeemable”, I think it would be more fair to say Leona is “stagnant”. And personally? I think the stagnation fits for his character! He’s lived his whole life with the mindset that others loathe him and that he will never succeed. He’s someone that is always fixated on the past, so of course improving himself (which takes time and effort) is difficult for him.

Another point I’d like to make is that while sure, it would be nice to see Leona’s softer side in the main story, it wouldn’t make much sense. Leona is never shown to be canonically close to Yuu and co. the same way that Grim, Ace, and Deuce are, and he has no reason to be nice to them. He helps them out in chapter 3, yeah, but he had a self-serving motivation behind it. Chapter 4 he wasn’t really around because he wasn’t relevant to the Scarabia arc, and chapter 5, we see him focusing on putting together the VDC venue. What reason does Leona have to be nice in these instances? I don’t think there really is one. (He is only “soft” to be polite to the birthday interviewer.)

I think if you read closely, you can see hints at Leona changing. He’s still pretty selfish in 3, but ultimately he DID choose to help Yuu and co. (just with his own motivation). In chapter 4, Leona is willingly returning home to the Afterglow Savanna for the holidays. In 5, Leona’s actively working WITH his team members on a project rather than leading them/sitting around and bossing them around like in the original chapter 2. He may not be perfect, but I feel like Leona is definitely taking those baby steps.

We should also consider that just because the game doesn’t show us Leona explicitly learning or being more kind, it doesn’t mean he hasn’t been doing so off-screen. A character can develop without us seeing it just as much as they can develop when we do see it. It wouldn’t make sense for the story to cut away from Yuu and co. to show Leona being “nicer” to Savanaclaw or other students either, as that would disrupt the focus on Octavinelle, Scarabia, and Pomefiore in their respective chapters.

The closest thing we get to “checking in” on characters post-OB is their cameos in other chapters where they’re just going about their normal school lives (like the booths in chapter 5 or the kidnappings of chapter 6). These are the moments you have to look at to see changes in behavior, subtle or not. Not every boy will announce that they’re going to confront a problematic figure in their life (like Riddle did in chapter 4, and I would argue that’s because Yuu is “closest” with Heartslabyul).

Leona never overstays his welcome, and he doesn’t have it in him to put on airs and be sweet to others. He’s still his arrogant and lazy self in chapters 3-5.

We don’t really get to see if he has changed significantly or not in these chapters because it is not that relevant to the stories being told. However, it does become relevant in chapter 6 because well, someone needs to explain what/who STYX is and establish what will happen while the Dorm Leaders have been kidnapped (aka hand power to Vice Dorm Leaders). It serves a clear purpose in the plot and it shows us that Leona has qualities of a good leader. He knows when he should surrender, and to leave his “people” in good hands while he is absent.

Again, I don’t think it’s Leona being irredeemable in chapters 3-5, but rather slow to change and still being unwilling to fully open up and trust others. There’s also the possibility of off screen development that we, the player, never see. I think he’s getting there, though (given all the subtle indicators)! Chapter 6 was a small glimpse into Leona’s full potential~

[chibi-writes]

I read the dorm leader and vice dorm leaders child chewing on something. But what about a child s/o who turns into a child due to mishap (I'm looking at ace and grim) and the dorm leader looking after the child mc. Thank you. If it's okay, can i make a request again like this but with vice dorm leaders next time?

Feel free to make requests anytime I have my requests open! I’ll usually be happy to write it!

Riddle Rosehearts

- “Trappola? Grim? Explain why s/o a child.” You could kinda sorta tell Riddle wasn’t happy with the incident. 

- You kick yourself out of Ace’s arms (effectively getting him in the gut, look, kids kicking you HURT man) and ran over to Riddle.

- “Widdle!” Holy shit Riddle is going to explode cause oh god that was adorable do it again your smile is so cute oh Great Seven help him.

- Riddle agreed to take care of you, under the condition this never happen again. And Grim and Ace score 100 on their next test.

- Riddle definitely had the help of Trey and Cater while taking care of you. 

- It was a breeze so long as you didn’t cry. When you did, Riddle would panic and only have a vague idea of what to do. Usually calms you down by indulging you in hugs and some small snacks.

Leona Kingscholar

- This one is less Leona taking care of you and more Ruggie. 

- Leona sees Ruggie hold up lil you and he just kinda... shrugs it off. Now you’re another Cheka, and I don’t think he has the patience for that

- You may or may not have affectionately dubbed Leona and Ruggie as “Weeona and Wuggie”

- Something that does happen (rarely) is when Leona naps and you escape Ruggie, you’ll curl up by Leona.

- If he happens to wake up, he’ll raise a brow, pat you on the head (maybe) and go back to sleep.

- At least like this, you aren’t making any noise.

Azul Ashengrotto

- “Ah Trappola. Did you come back for another dea-” Boom. A Child.

- Blinks for a minute to process what happened. Ace explains himself and Grim and Azul looks a little... how shall I say... miffed.

- Azul lets out a huff and agrees to take care of you. (He would have anyway) 

- His slightly sour mood is does a complete 180 once he hears, “A- zu-.... ZUZU!”

- hOLY SHIT YOU DIDN’T HAVE TO KILL HIM- j/ he’s crying it’s too cute oh god someone help him Jade call the ambulance he’s having a cardiac arrest OH GREAT SEVEN HELP HIM hj/

- At first he lets Floyd (gently) play around with you to tucker you out a bit. It works wonders when dealing with kids trust me. And when you’re finally tired, he’ll let you rest right beside him on one of the VIP room couches. 

- He might even sing you to sleep. After all he does have a wonderful voice. 

Kalim Al Asim

- Jamil comes into the room holding little you and Kalim wants an explanation asap. Why are you little? WHAT HAPPENED

- Jamil explains it’s a temporary de-aging potion caused by someone spilling one on you by mistake.

- “Ka-...... K- KAWIM.” comes out of your mouth as you point to Kalim. Oh god his heart. Kalim’s poor heart someone help him it’s too cute. 

- Kalim offers to help take care of lil you (you’re his s/o and all) with the help of Jamil. (Jamil mostly there to supervise just in case)

- God forbid you cry. That would launch both Kalim and Jamil into panic mode because I highly doubt either have much experience with little kids. Would attempt to calm you down with food or head pats and hugs. It works. surprisingly enough.

- Kalim and you runs around and play until you’re tuckered out and before a nap you eat and next thing you know Kalim and you are passed the hell out on his (huge) bed. 

- Y’all are too cute I swear- Jamil TAKE A PICTURE TO IMMORTALIZE THIS ALREADY-

Vil Schoenheit

- When Rook comes into the Pomfiore dorm holding a child, Vil just kinda like “Why... Why do you have a child Rook?” Rook explains that’s you but someone spilt a potion on you and now need someone to take of you.

- Vil is fine taking care of you just don’t destroy anything. Hides all the makeup if he has any accessible or just lying around.

- Would offer to play basically Runway Model. (y’know when you were a kid and you would pretend to be a model regardless of whether you were dressed up or not? Yeah that) 

- You wouldn’t give any sort of cute nickname, since Vil is a bit of a hard name to mess up, but every time you said his name he just go “ok. That’s cute.” and pat you on the head. 

- Puts you to bed before working on some of his studies. He checks up on you every now and again with soft smile. ‘How cute’

Idia Shroud

- Well, first things first, Idia already doesn’t understand why there’s a child in his room other than Ortho. Second, why does said child concern him?

- Wait that’s you... Ah... okay... WAIT WHAT-

- Idia knows nothing about real life children but the internet does! Does little quick research just in case, and proceeds to attempt to take care of you. “I- Id- Iida!” Close but no kid. It’s adorable though. You try again. “I- Idiwa!” Close but double the adorable! 

- Accidentally focuses more on taking care of you than himself throughout the day but it’s fine Ortho’s there to at least remind him that food and water are something he needs to y’know SURVIVE

- Great seven help him if you cry. He’ll try and not panic cause Noise, but calms you down relatively enough to get you to eat or drink something. 

- but anyway, distracts you with video games. Bright colors keep you entertained enough right?

- You constantly laugh at the scenes and animation sequences and even some of Idia’s own commentary. 

-You kinda get sleepy and drift off while he’s focusing on a boss. Once he’s done he sees you napping and puts a blanket over you to keep you warm. His room is probably hella cold cause of all the computer stuff.

Malleus Draconia

- Lilia walks in with lil you and Malleus is confused and amused. “Why is a human child here?”

- Lilia states you failed to make a certain potion with your lab partners and it resulted in this. Ah. That makes sense. 

- He picks you up, basically beaming at the adorable child of man before him. You smile back, then point to him and say “M- Mm- Mal-” “Take your time little one-” “MAL MAL” Great Seven help him that was so cute holy shit 

- Happily takes care of you (he could reverse it with magic but this is cuter and it’ll be over by tomorrow so why not y’know)

- Is really really good about taking care of you. You rarely cried and that was when Malleus had to grab something from the other room but other than that, it was great!

- You fall asleep after awhile and Malleus stays with you, keeping you close, which leads to an adorable moment for Lilia to capture in picture form.

[junowritings]

Howdy do~! I have a little request to ask. I love what you did with Ruggie, Azul, and Deuce reacting to their fem!s/o protecting them in a fight. Could you please do the same scenario with Riddle, Leona and Jamil? Please and thanks!

I'm so happy you liked them~! I've already finished Riddle who can be found here! I hope you enjoy these~!

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Leona

♡ Leona’s one of those people that you don’t always mess with unless you A. Know what you’re doing, or B. know the exact point when to ease up before things go too far. With that being said it’s really fun to try and get a rise out of him if you’ve got the guts for it; however there’s a big difference between some playfully tricks and being downright malicious - and it’s the people with malicious intentions that definitely need to watch what they say and do when in his presence.

♡ Sure, Leona may be pretty lazy at times (a lot of the time, actually), which has sometimes led to a couple hot-shots underestimating the dorm leader and thinking that it’s a great idea to try and work their way up the pecking order by going through him. More than once he’s had to handle a couple of cocky first years, so overconfident in their abilities that they believe they can pick a fight with him and win. In such cases, he’s swift to nip that in bud and remind them that he’s the head of Savanaclaw for a reason, and uses them to prove as an example to any other people who think it’s a wise idea. This makes it so that altercations are few and far between, so chances are if someone’s gonna have enough of a problem with him to try to fight him, it’s gonna be from another dorm.

♡ The first indication that something’s happening is when some punk has the audacity to shoulder check him in the hallway, making eye contact the whole time as if to flaunt that it was intentional. It’s immature, and frankly he’s feeling generous enough to give them one chance to walk away as he elects to ignore them and keep walking. They don’t like that one bit and Leona hears them grumbling to themselves as they whirl around on their heel and move to stride back over to him again. Their attempt to pull the same trick twice backfires when he grabs their shoulder and shoves it away without even looking, only sparing a glance in their direction to flash an unamused scowl as he warns them to think twice before he loses his patience - not a threat, a promise.

♡ It falls on deaf ears, the “what the fuck is your problem?” they throw at him painfully ironic as they advance on him, squaring their shoulders in an attempt to look intimidating as though hoping he’ll cower. But Leona’s no cub, and certainly no coward, and so he steps up to the challenge, straightening up and rising easily to his full height as he steps forward, glaring down at them as his scowl morphs into a full on snarl. Leona doesn’t even give them the chance to try and land a hit - the second they pull up their fist he bats it away, watching them stumble and try again.

♡ They keep trying, managing to at least nail him in the shoulder before he starts taking the fight seriously. This time the student tries to get a kick in, and no sooner has their boot made contact Leona counters with a kick of his own, hitting them hard enough that they buckle, cussing him out as they grapple for his hair, yanking hard and attempting to bring him down with them. He hisses, baring his teeth and jabbing at the crook of their elbow only getting angrier the longer they hold on. He’s just about done contemplating how he’s gonna end up sending them to the infirmary when someone else finally intervenes, having spotted the confrontation as they rounded the hallway.

♡ Another set of hands dives into the fray, untangling the student’s grip on his hair until they let go long enough for Leona to whip his head back out of their range. Chances are he’d have dived right back into the fight were it not for the fact that someone stepped between them - you, to be specific. You look pissed - at first Leona thinks it's aimed towards him, but then you whirl round, leaning down to yank the student up by the crook of their arm and pulling them with you till they’re far enough away from Leona. At that point you relinquish your grip, giving them a rough shove for good measure; they give you a seething look, but your only response is “Be lucky I’m not letting him finish this fight - Get lost.” as you jab a thumb towards the dorm leader as if to support your argument.

♡ The student huffs, but ultimately storms off pouting like an insolent child not getting their way; the pair of you watch him leave before a groan directs your attention back to Leona. He runs a hand through his hair, massaging the part that was yanked with a dissatisfied grumble. Maybe he’d feel better if he’d gotten a few more punches in, but now that it’s over the ache from where the hand had been is getting on his nerves, but it’s nothing he hasn’t experienced before and is just fine shrugging it off.

♡ You aren't, however; a tentative hand comes to rest over where he’d been touching, hesitant at first till you’re sure that he’s not going to move away from you. Your touch is significantly more gentle, and gone is that miffed look from earlier, now replaced with something a little more fonder. Leona hasn’t been privy to your anger often - exasperation, sure, he’s done plenty to see that side of you, but anger is another thing. Your fingers ghost over a soft spot and his mouth twitches at the discomfort, almost unnoticeable if you weren’t close, and just like that your expression turns stern as you muse out loud that maybe you should’ve let him kick their ass after all, That gains you a toothy grin in response, one that remains on his face even as he guides your hand away from his head and stands back up.

Jamil

♡ Even after the overblot incident Jamil’s still picking up the pieces. Regaining the trust of his dormmates was challenging enough - it took a lot of time of being mindful of his actions and helping others to even start the process of getting them to look at him without being wary of him breaking again. And even then he’s still working to rebuild the faith that they once had in him, as arduous of a road that is, though Kalim’s open forgiveness certainly helped; it’s a long journey that’s going to take longer than just a few weeks, a fact Jamil is acutely aware of.

♡ However there’s still a good number of people who don’t trust him, and he has yet to miss the glares and wary glances casted his way when they believe he’s not looking. He can feel the eyes on his back, tense and hesitant as if waiting for him to trip up and reveal some other nefarious plot; he doesn’t blame them of course - in their position, he’d be equally as cautious, however the unrest still builds, and Jamil knows it’s only a matter of time before someone moves in to bury the proverbial dagger. Until someone actually decides to act there’s little more he can do than carry on and handle that inevitable confrontation once it comes.

♡ It seems he’s not the only one who notices the tension however. After the initial incident you begin visiting Jamil more and more often, going out of your way to spend a little more time together with him. You’re worried about him, that much is obvious, but it comes from a place of affection rather than malice compared to his interaction with others, so Jamil more than welcomes the company. He’s familiar with your protective nature, both because he’s perceptive and because he’s seen it for himself; you value your relationships with others highly, and he knows you’ll do anything to keep those same people protected. Your additional presence seems to ward off some of the seething glares, and helps to alleviate some of the tension Jamil carries around.

♡ But you can’t always be there, and it’s one of those times that you’re not that things end up coming to a head. Jamil expects a confrontation - what he doesn’t expect is for them to try and take him by surprise, taking advantage of a moment where he’s alone. He hears the footsteps running up behind him, and he has just enough time to sidestep to the far side of the corridor before a student goes running past him, tripping over their own feet after being thwarted from their would-be punch. When Jamil looks back to check where the student had come from there’s several others racing to close the distance right alongside their friend, looking equally enraged as they approach. One person Jamil can handle, perhaps two or three; however there’s enough to know he’s outnumbered and Jamil, though he loathes the thought of fleeing, knows a fight he can’t win on his own when he sees one.

♡ Two sets of hands grapple for him but he twists out of their grip with ease, already working to generate some distance between him and the others as he eyes them cautiously. He attempts to gauge if there’s any chance of them giving up now that they don’t have the element of surprise on their side; it's not that easy however, and once they begin attempting to approach again a vicious back and forth begins. They’re hissing threats and other obscenities, which works in his favor since they’re more focused on yelling instead of putting all their effort into catching him. Even so the distance is gradually closing, and with the lack of people around to intervene things aren’t looking up anytime soon.

♡ Right when one of them tries to take another grab however, a loud shout breaks through the voices, and just as suddenly the students are yanked back and away from him. There’s yelling and struggling, and Jamil’s taken aback to find out that the people jumping to his aid are none other than his fellow Scarabia students, who seem just as surprised at what’s going on. Who doesn’t look surprised however is you - you look absolutely miffed as you storm over to one of the apprehended students and shove them back for good measure, using every inch of your willpower to bite back the cusses you so badly want to say once you realize exactly what’s going on.

♡ Jamil’s startled by the turnout, though he gets little more than a word in before you’re talking. “I swear, I leave your side for a minute and some jerks think they can attack you! And how is a whole group against one person fair?! Huh?!” You hurl that question at the group, who flounder under your words with no leg to stand on. Their lack of reasoning or response only fuels your anger, and you take a step towards them as you add, “Even think about doing this again - to anyone - and you’ll answer to me, okay?”

♡ That gets a chorus of anxious nods along with pleads to let them off the hook. You cast a glance behind you at Jamil seeking his verdict; he sighs but gives a nod and the Scarabia students let release their hold on the group and give them a wide enough berth to start retreating. It isn’t until the last ones out of your line of sight that you relax, rubbing your temples with a deep exhale. “Man, just wait until Kalim hears about this.” At that Jamil responds, the protests of informing the excitable dorm head of the event already forming when you turn to ask him if he’s okay.

♡ “They didn’t hurt you, did they?” you look worried as you ask, now turning fully to face him trying to discern any possible injuries as you take a step towards him, close enough to place your hands on his shoulders. At his reassurance that yes, he’s fine, the nervousness doesn’t leave your expression as you let out a sigh. “Good, good. If they’d done anything and I didn’t get here in time I…” you trail off, expression souring at the unpleasant train of thought that seeps in at the very words. Jamil notes your falter and brings a hand to cover one of your own, giving it a reaffirming squeeze trying to wordlessly quell your worries. This time when he repeats that he’s okay you seem convinced, relaxing a little more as you shift your hand just enough for your fingers to interlock.

[twsted-simp-writer]

Hello and welcome back! May I request hcs for dormleaders with a s/o who wears shades a lot till' they found out that everyone in their middle school wanted to gouge their beautiful eyes out beacuse some are jealous or wanting to sell it to the market? Thank u!

(Yes I am referencing the eys from Gojo from JJK)

I haven't really watched Jujutsu Kaisen (tho I watched sukuna and gojo scenes in YT) but I already know Gojo and Sukuna, seeing the thirst tweets on Twitter back then. I plan on watching it once it's totally finished. (But seriously Gojo’s eyes are so pretty) Thank you for the request and I hope you like this!~

Dorm Leader Headcanons

Riddle Rosehearts

He'll had to admit. The first time he met you, he almost chop off your head for wearing those shades all day. Even at night, much to his utter disbelief. Being the strict abide-to-the-rules person he was back then, he ordered you to take them off. Seeing those eyes had startled him for dear life.

This was the time he finds out everything you've been through because of those eyes. Constantly in danger for people in your school who might possibly attack you. The redhead was upset as you predicted. You further explained more about your eyes and how those shades affect your vision.

Riddle quietly observed you. How come you are so strong despite all the pain you have been through? The redhead held your hands and pecked your lips.

Even himself was flustered with his own actions, he wasn't really good at expressing his feelings for you but he'll try his best. Seeing how he was doing his own way of comforting someone, you giggled at the cuteness of your boyfriend.

"I'm not strong physically but with my magic, I'll make sure those who have ill intensions towards you will have their heads cut off."

Leona Kingscholar

This lion never spoke a word about it as he respects your space. Until you decided to open it up to him. That sunglasses didn't really bothered him the slightest except when he discovered you even wear it in the dark especially at night much to his chagrin.

Can you even see in that especially in the dark? He'll just huff at the idea that popped in his mind. It is definitely impossible for a human like you to see clearly in the dark.

When he thought you were just an odd herbivore, he was taken aback when you suddenly opened up your past and explained more about your eyes.  Both of you were lying down his bed cuddling, when he crawled atop of you stopping you from your story.

As he held your face, both staring into each others eyes for a moment. Leona's face was blank yet so many emotions are going through his eyes. Yet you recognize anger, worry and fear. Knowing many thoughts were running in his head, you lean your face close and your lips met with his and that calm his mind. Leona's body became relaxed as he bury his face to the side of your neck.

"I may not always be beside you, but just call my name. I'll be sure to be there."

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul merely shook his head at how violent land dwellers were. He have heard stories of how humans can be cruel ever since he was small. But to think you were a target just because of your eyes is what made him distraught. Your boyfriend silently hugged you from behind as he thought of the possibilities of you being targeted once more but here in Twisted-Wonderland.

He would suggest you to have a contract with him to hide the true appearance of your eyes. In exchange of it, you will have to spend your entire life with him. He offered this, his cheeks bright pink and shaky voice.

You let a little laugh at what your lover what implying. Pecking his lips, you held his hands and stare at his bluish-gray eyes.

"Darling, I would love the thought but that will not change the effect of how I see the world. I would also love to spend the rest of my life with you but marriage can wait."

Azul had a huge smile as he peppered your neck with kisses. If ever someone planned on laying a hand on you, your lover will certainly pay them a visit with the twins. In the end, he would suggest to you to atleast have Jade and Floyd near you at all times to which you rejected.

Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim would be that type of person who is very vocal of things. He would bug you about why you wore shades all the time. Upon catching a glimpse of your eyes, he was stunned. This soft boy loves complimenting your eyes despite not knowing the story behind those. Learning how others wanted to take your eyes just for their own benefit or out of jealousy, he'll shower you with lots of attention and affection.

Kalim is the type of person who'll empathize with someone who has experience things he himself didn't.  He'll even apologize even if it wasn't his fault.

This boy would even cry for you which made you comfort him and tell he shouldn't feel responsible.  There were times you thought he was too good that others may use this against him.

The next day,  a stressed out Jamil will approach you to question why Kalim suddenly wanted to buy lots of shades. Hearing this you immediately run to find your boyfriend to stop him.

"They say jewels and gold are have far more worth but for me, your worth is more that those things."

Vil Schoenheit

Vil thought those shades was just part of your fashion and it looked good on you. It may have startled him before, that you wore it the whole time until Rook pointed it out to him.

He loves putting different shades of eyeshadows that compliments your eyes. It didn't help that your boyfriend will stare heatedly at yours, making you feel shy.

After hearing what you've been though back in your world, he understood how it is to be envied by others for something they don't have nor feel threatened by someone. But to the point of wanting their eyes out of jealousy or to sell them?

The thought of his s/o being in danger back then all because of their eyes, he felt sick and disgusted. Who in the world would gouge out someone's eyes? (cougheyesonmecough). Vil would then press on to know if there are ever people following you lately. To which you reassured no one was.

Also being aware on how the sunglasses affects your vision, your lover made sure to tag you along to buy different kinds that will fit to your outfits. You just let yourself be dragged by your boyfriend seeing how fired up he was when it comes to fashion and makeup.

Idia Shroud

At the beginning, Idia was creeped out when you wore shades all the time. Be it during History class, Physical Education, even Alchemy (much to Crewel's dismay).  Upon discovering your eyes, he was fascinated by them.

When he find out how people back in your middle school wanted your eyes just to sell them for their own profit made this lovable boyfriend of yours speechless at human greed. He would literally made a special glasses just to hide your unique eyes.

A small part of him was guilty that he felt like he didn't deserve someone like you. But hearing your story, a surge of determination overcame him.

You tried to convince him that he doesn't need to build one for him, but he was already gone by the time Ortho told you.

Much to your surprise, the glasses let you see normally than you usually would whenever you don't have your shades.

Idia would explain to you the other functions it can do and the precautions. He even handed you the contacts just in case. Moved by the efforts of your usual gloomy boyfriend who is now , you happily kissed your boyfriend who suddenly turned into a blabbering mess at the sudden kiss.

"I may not be so reliable but I'll make sure to protect you from the shadows..."

Malleus Draconia

Your eyes is what made a lasting impression for Malleus. It was as if those eyes could swallow his whole being despite you being a human. Hearing this all from you, he wasn't surprise that your fellow humans would try to gouge out your eyes. Humans are fickle and easily swayed by their desires. Jealousy was an ugly thing.

Caressing your cheek, he kissed both of your eyelids as he spoke. "When I am here, no one will dare to hurt you. If they ever do, they will have to suffer my wrath."

Seeing your lover was emitting dark aura, you immediately hugged his waist and reassured that was in the past. Many thoughts ran through this fae as he wanted to ease your burden. When he offered that he might find a way to make your eyes normal, you rejected it.

He didn't have to go through so much length just to change your eyes. As much as it was hell for you but thanks to these eyes, you met many friends here in Twisted Wonderland.

Malleus merely shook his head. HIs s/o was too kind for their own good. As much as he didn’t agree with your decision, he’ll definitely be more protective for the next few days than you thought.

"Others may find you a thorn to my side, but to me you are my human, my heart, my soul and my weakness. My other half."

[curekibouka-writing]

Cannot Wait (Twst one-shot fanfic)

Summary: He’d rather bear more burdens like these than none at all. (mild spoilers for Halloween 2021)

Word count: 1094

*This fic is also on FF.net, Quotev and AO3

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A/N: I’m just going to put this AU out there before Halloween 2021 episode 4 drops: What if Silver and Jamil encounter possessed Lilia after possessed Jack? And because they all seem to be possessed by ghosts who act like their opposites, what if Lilia is possessed by an elderly ghost who… let’s say, isn’t as lively as him? 

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Wolf ears perked up vigilantly, catching the sound of a thud from a distance. Jack signaled for Silver and Jamil to stop running, alert eyes scanning the treacherous staircases. 

“Be careful, they can attack from anywhere,” Jack whispered. 

Yet, in this silent dimension, they heard a familiar voice loud and clear, “Ow… oh dear, how clumsy of me to fall.” 

��Fa… Lilia-senpai!” Silver instantly recognized, it took everything in him not to exclaim. 

On their left, separated by a gulf with nothing but pieces of wooden tiles scattered in the air, Lilia sat at the bottom of a flight of stairs, a hand on his ankle. 

“Silver,” Jamil grabbed his arm, “He might be possessed by…” 

“The way he speaks and the words he uses are the same as usual,” Silver observed, his hand lingering an inch away from his magic baton. 

“Don’t let down your guard.” 

“Let’s not alarm the ghost then, it’d be bad if we’re attacked when crossing the gulf, with Lilia-senpai’s magic no less.” Silver suggested firmly, “I’ll go alone, and try to avoid a fight.” 

Jamil contemplated, “……Alright, I trust your judgement this time.” 

Jack added, “Shout for us if you need reinforcements.” 

Silver nodded, never taking his eyes off of Lilia. Then, with the aid of wind magic, he leapt onto the pieces of wood to cross the gulf. His steps were light so as not to make a noise, as if dancing on clouds, as if walking on water. 

He landed before his father, extending a hand, “Are you alright?” 

Lilia looked up with a smile, soft as the white of an edelweiss. 

“Who might you be, young lad?” 

Silver’s mouth hung slightly open, words frozen in his throat. He discreetly clutched his magic baton, to remind himself that this… wasn’t his father. 

“I…” how he wished he was good at lying, “…was passing by when I heard you fell off the stairs. Here, let me help you.” 

“Why thank you, dear, how sweet of you to help an old man out,” Lilia stood up with his help, “But I’m fine, it was only two stair steps, I’m not hurt, see?” 

Lilia let go of Silver, “I ought to be off now… oop.” He toppled over again the moment he took a step, but Silver caught his shoulders in time. 

“Where are you going? Maybe I should escort you there.” 

Lilia smiled again. 

“I’m looking for my children.” 

It took great effort for Silver to not grip Lilia’s shoulders any tighter, “…Where are your children?” 

“Well, I… I don’t remember.”

“Then what made you come here?” 

“I can’t really recall.” 

“What are your children like?” 

“Well, they’re much older than you, dear,” this time, Lilia chirped swiftly, “My son is outstanding. I have no idea what he does tinkering with those machines and whatnot, but my chums told me to be proud of what he develops. My daughter is a dreamer. I love her singing, and now she sings for a living. Her son loves her singing too, he’s about your age. Ay me, he’s a rambunctious one, that grandson of mine! Not a kind lad like you, dear.” 

‘I don’t suppose they are… here.’ But Silver held his tongue, there’s hardly anything more tragic than being worlds apart. How could he say that to such a blissful face? “Let’s continue down the stairs.” 

Lilia clung onto Silver’s arm strenuously for each trembling step. His feet fumbled for the next footing, descending with an echoing thump each time. 

He noticed Silver staring at his legs, and he chuckled, “Do excuse me, child. I haven’t walked in a long time.” 

“Why is that? Should I carry you?” 

“No need, but…” Lilia scratched his head, “I have trouble remembering why. I only feel like I had been lying… in bed for a very long time.” 

“You seem to have forgotten a lot of things.” 

“I remember the ones that are important.” 

He took another step down. 

“I remember I’ve always been waiting.” 

His grip on Silver’s arm began to feel heavy. 

“Because children have their own lives to live.” 

And another step. 

“But now that I can walk,” it was as if the hope in his voice could colour this monochromic world, it was almost unfair, “I can find them.” 

But colours do not belong in this world. 

Is it not better to tell the truth than deceive the blind? 

“You can’t.” If words could cut then these were the sharpest blade Silver had ever spoken. 

Puzzled red eyes stared back at him, and he thought it was time to end this. 

“I’m… sorry,” he whipped out his baton, “but I can’t keep my father waiting.”

White light flared from the tip of his baton. It was soundless, it was enveloping, as if to illuminate, as if to erase. 

A translucent figure slipped out from Lilia’s body. It glanced through its own hands, and remarked absentmindedly, “I see… so I am to wait, again.” 

Silver lowered his head toward the ghost in an apology. That wouldn’t suffice to make up for the respect owed to it in life, but it was all Silver could offer. 

Living humans don’t have an eternity to waste. 

Lilia fell feebly into Silver’s arms, and Silver felt grounded by the weight. Instances in which he can feel this kind of burden are far too rare. 

For ordinary families, one day the parents would cling onto the children’s arms with their hardened hands, unable to walk without their support. Silver envied those families, the children who have two or three decades’ worth of chances to repay those who raised them, those who offered a hand and taught them how to walk in the start. 

What can he give to his father? He’d wither away before his father ever would. 

Someday, would he forget when his father still remembers? Would he have to let go first, while his father still holds on? 

“Nngh…” Lilia mumbled, coming to his senses, “Silver?” 

“Yes…! Father,” Silver answered, it was remarkable how relief could wash away the things that were eating away at his mind. 

Still, he would rather grasp every chance he gets. 

“Everything is fine now, father,” he leant in, his forehead gently grazing against Lilia’s, “I’ll bring us back to the others, so please just take it easy.” 

—— and, I’m sorry I failed to protect you in the first place.

Lilia grinned, asking no questions, “Alright, I’ve no idea what’s going on, but thank you, my dear.” 

—— My! I’ve raised such a dependable son, kufufu! 

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The End

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A/N: This idea came from a chat with discord friends but I don't think I wrote it very well. I do have another fic that I'm working on which is also inspired by info the Halloween story provided 👀

[yandere-daydreams]

Twelve Days of Christmas - Day Six

Prompt: Hot Chocolate.

Pairing: Yandere!Jamil/Reader (Twisted Wonderland).

TW: Kidnapping, Imprisonment, Mentions of Physical Abuse, Emotional Manipulation, Mentions of Mind Control, and Implied Non-Consensual Drug Use.

“I brought you something.”

You knew that. Your room was so quiet, so devoid of life other than yourself, you could hear his footsteps halfway down the nearest hall, his quiet swears as he struggled to unlock the deadbolts on your door with a single hand, all the little, almost unnoticeable tells that were so different from his usual, silent approach. You knew that, and yet, you didn’t look up as he came to a stop in front of you, keeping your eyes fixed on the sheets beneath your crossed legs. You knew better than to look at him, by now. You knew better than to hope you could trust him, by now.

And luckily, he knew better than to expect you to.

Still, there was a sigh, a slight noise of disappointment as he moved something into your line of sight – a ceramic mug, painted a deep red and crafted without a handle, warm to the touch as you took it out of his hand. You didn’t say anything, but you didn’t have to, not when Jamil was more than willing to bridge the gap on your behalf. It was a worrying method, especially from him, the type to prefer a forceful shove over a delicate nudge in the right direction, but you couldn’t help but be thankful for the slight reprieve. “Hot chocolate,” He explained, as he perched himself on the edge of your bed at your side. “Or, the closest thing I could find, at least. I know how much you used to like it while we were in Night Raven, but people try to avoid it here, for obvious reasons.”

Right. Because you weren’t in Night Raven, anymore. Because you’d graduated, and now, you couldn’t even be sure if you were in the same kingdom. Jamil liked to keep you in the dark, about that. He probably thought it’d make it harder for you to run away. You didn’t see the point, honestly.

You’d given up on trying to escape weeks ago. There wasn’t really a point, not when Jamil always made sure the punishment outweighed the risk.

You spared a glance towards the drink, steam still rising off the top, then to his thigh where it pressed against yours. You were tempted to move away, but he usually didn’t take to distance so kindly. “And this is supposed to make me love you?”

There was a shift, a slight deflation. If you didn’t know better, you might’ve thought he was genuinely upset. “I’m open to suggestions, if you have any.” Calloused fingers wrapped around your wrist, his grip not tight, but firm enough to hold you steady when you tried to flinch away. “Try it. I doubt it’ll give you another reason to hate me.”

Even so, you were always willing to try.

It was closer to cinnamon than it was to chocolate, thick but sweet, traces of honey and coconut mixed with spices you couldn’t recognized. You took a generous sip, then another, letting yourself savor the reminder of your home at Ramshackle, of the career and friends and life Jamil’d seen fit to tear you away from. It was something you liked to linger on, in a masochistic, self-destructive sort of way. It was a sore spot, but one you could stand to abuse, one that reminded you not to lean into him as he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you into his side with an unearned intimacy. 

A month ago, he would’ve dug his nails into your hip, growling for you to do the same. A few days ago, he would’ve lost his temper the moment you shrunk into yourself, the moment you made it clear how little you cared for him, but right now, he seemed resigned to your reluctance, barely shaking his head If he wanted anything else, you couldn’t tell, but that might’ve been what you liked least about Jamil. You could never tell what he wanted, even on the rare occasion he was willing to tell you. You had a feeling this wasn’t any different, even if he was making an effort to act a little more sympathetic, today.

“I didn’t think this would be permanent,” He admitted, warm breath fanning against the crook of your neck. You tried not to listen, to focus on your drink and the paint chipping on the farthest wall, but there wasn’t much you could do to block him out. He’d always been good at that - making himself the center of your world, even when you tried to divert your attention. “I thought you’d come around, eventually, and it’s not like I wanted to treat you like a prisoner. It’s just, I know you’ve never cared about me, not like I care about you, and… and it got so frustrating.” He was smart enough to stop there, to grit his teeth and choke down a ragged inhale, and for the first time, you thought you could’ve felt bad for him. It was something closer to pity than guilt, but the sensation managed to burn itself out quickly. The locks on your door and the unused chains coiled at the end of your bed made it easier. “I was irritated. I was angry. I felt like I didn’t have another option. I thought you’d come around, but—”

“But, I didn’t,” You finished, and Jamil’s hold on you tightened. “You kidnapped me. You're holding me against my will, and you can’t even say you regret it.”

He didn’t hesitate. If nothing else, you’d give him that. He knew what he wanted, and he was self-aware enough to realize you’d never believe otherwise. “I regret that you’re unhappy,” He said, his voice nearly soft enough to be inaudible. “But I only did what I had to. I’m only doing what I have to. The thought of so many people being able to look at you, out there, the thought of anyone being able to put their hands on you…” He trailed off, but that only seemed to strength his resolve. He didn’t sound as unsure as he had, when he continued. “I wouldn’t be able to stand it. It’s better, this way. For both of us.”

You wanted to yell at him. You wanted to scream. You might’ve, you genuinely, genuinely might’ve, but as soon as you moved to open your mouth, you realized you couldn’t. It was like your body had grown heavier, in the space between one second and another, like he’d found a way replace you blood with liquid mercury. For a moment, a jolt of muted dread flooded into your system at the idea that he could’ve found a way to cast a spell without meeting your eyes, but this felt different from Snake Whisper, it felt worse. His magic would’ve left you suppressed in your own body, forced into a corner of your mind. Like this, you just felt hazy. In control, but unable to do anything with that control. You felt…

You felt weak.

Your form went limp, but Jamil wasn’t kind enough to let you fall. The mug slipped from your hands, its scalding contents spilling over your mattress, but if he noticed, he didn’t seem to care. Distantly, you could hear him laughing, an airy chuckle that only seemed to become more deafening as he pulled you into his lap, your head soon resting against his chest and his fingers in your hair, showing you all the affection he’d been kind enough to hold back, until now. “You’ll see that, with time. I’m the only one who deserves you, the only one who’s ever going to take care of you. You’ll realize that.”

You almost wished he’d been kind enough to hypnotize you. At least then, you wouldn’t have to feel his lips press against the top of you head, his grin only growing sharper as you failed to resist.

“You’ll have to see how much you need me, once you don’t have another choice.”

[silvanable]

OMG I'M SO HAPPY I SEE U AGAIN ON MY FEED AND NOW YOU ALSO TAKE REQUESTS FOR TWST💞💗💕💓❤️❣️🧡💙💚💗💕💕💞💘💝Uhmm... i need to calm down🥺. Can i ask for a hc for Leona, Jamil and Ruggie with a gn s/o who is basically the twst version of mulan? Sorry if i ask for too much🥺 Love you and take care of yourself❤️

bless you, you wonderful doll! please don’t calm down. i found twst right before halloween and by the following morning it had consumed what remained of my soul.

i’m so glad you’re coming with requests and i absolutely adore this idea. mulan was one of my favorite disney ‘princesses’ as a kid because she was absolutely badass.

i’m literally taking this as is, so the boys’ s/o is mulan 2.0 with a twist wink wonk.

and a bonus at the very end for all you lovelies about twst mulan!

↪  GUIDELINES

— JAMIL VIPER

jamil never honestly paid them much mind in the beginning, mostly because he was babysitting watching over kalim.

he probably started to notice them more when they started participating in club sports and the magishift tournaments.

the reason they start interacting because one of their lizards, their asian water monitor to be exact, ended up getting out and saving jamil from a beetle.

queue them running up, heaving a massive lizard in their arms, and apologize for starting jamil mistaking his yell of fear for the beetle for their fear of their scaly baby.

the two strike up a conversation and sort of hit it off after that point, more or less because they constantly come up to him when they see him and start talking afterwards.

jamil has the underlying inferiority after constantly having to put himself below kalim, therefore doesn’t do well with those who look down on him or challenge his worth.

with his s/o, they understand that feeling because everything they have done in life was to fight and prove themselves of being someone worthy.

knowing about each other’s pasts and how each of them has to fight to be even glanced at as someone worrying is part of what brings them together.

the both of them have a lot of untapped or unrecognized potential but it would get better.

the two of them compliment each other in many ways and tend to be the leverage the other can use to bring out the best of themselves.

jamil is the type to actually train with his s/o, while he might not be trained in the same swordsmanship art as them, it’s an enjoyable moment for him because it’s just him and his s/o.

most time it happens he just stumbles upon his s/o practicing and joins in, as much as he loves watching it feels far more intimate to participate in their training because it’s almost like a dance between opponents.

jamil braids his own hair with magic and having a s/o who also has long hair, he would offer to do their hair for them rather happily, be it with or without magic, but he does enjoy running his fingers through their dark hair.

if his s/o asks him if they can braid his hair, he might just pass on to the next life right then and there. catch his s/o decorating his hair with unique trinkets from their home too.

jamil has grown up at the constant service of other people, so his s/o offering to do something for him is not only surprising but extremely heartwarming.

and sharing similar backgrounds he and his s/o would do small services for each other as a sort of show of their affection for one another.

as a person who keeps lots of reptiles, they introduce all of their scaly babies to jamil rather early on, if only to say they have a special fondness for even their beloved viper.

— LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

of course he found them annoying at first but it’s also not every day someone dares to square up with him. he’s used to submission and compliance from others out of fear.

he finds them overly annoying but they always seemed to run into each other until one day they actually got to talking.

turns out they were quite dedicated to their family.

leona has never had a great relationship with his family, so he doesn’t quite understand how someone could be so devoted to their family to put themselves in harm’s way for them.

is not always the most respectful of his dearest s/o but when he steps too far out of line you can bet they’re setting him straight again.

leona is extremely impressed with his s/o skills, particularly their swordsmanship.

these two are literally yin and yang when it comes down to it, opposites but they perfectly balance each other out to keep each other in check.

he likes to watch them practice on the ground after classes when he’s lounging and napping. they always have such an adorably serious expression and appear almost as if they’re dancing.

absolutely will drag his s/o from their practice to nap with him in the gardens.

other times he just plops in their lap while they’re reading or studying.

is actually very impressed, if not a little jealous, of their defensive magically abilities.

leona’s specialty is ancient curses. his s/o specialty is defensive magic, particularly against curses.

not that he would ever throw a curse at them but his s/o has already proven to break more than a few of his little testers for them.

learns about their background somewhere down the line of being together.

his s/o was very reluctant to talk about it given that he was a prince, so trying to explain the work and hardships they had to endure to support and protect their family, particularly their father, seemed like a bad conversation.

leona is actually very attentive when they finally open up and it makes more sense to him the more he hears.

he understands to a degree, but again he never had to struggle with wealth or safety, nor did he have the same dedication to his family due to childhood complications. 

— RUGGIE BUCCHI

found them interesting right off the bat. they were peculiar in ways he couldn’t quite place.

really started to like them when they told leona off one time. ruggie expected them to back down from the savanaclaw dorm leader when he started growling but they did not.

much like leona and his s/o— these two are a balance of each other, yin and yang, and his s/o often likes to remark.

his laid back and carefree nature does clash with their dedicated nature though. it’s a problem sometimes, especially when it comes to why his s/o works so hard.

it’s times like those that ruggie finds he doesn’t know a lot about his s/o, particularly their past. which he understands, as he’s sensitive about his own too, but still his s/o is a mystery to him.

it does take a lot for his s/o to open up about what they’re so focused and determined to become a great mage. and it turns out it’s all for their family, particularly their father.

that brings a new side of them to light for ruggie, brings him to admire them that much more because all their goals were never really for them.

genuinely sees a lot of similarity between him and his s/o’s pasts, sure they’re different but both of them had to learn and adapt to survive—whether it be for themselves or for those around them.

loves his s/o unique magic, being quite a prankster himself, ruggie has thought of 101 uses for his s/o magic that does not involve its usual purpose like roasting marshmallows.

however he does not like being in it’s path as he has been singed by it before ( of no fault of his s/o since they did warning him ).

in awe at his s/o swordsmanship and talent at defensive magic but doesn’t admit it.

he likes to watch but tries to be sneaky about it. getting caught causes his cheeks to tint pink and he will absolutely brush any and everything his s/o says about him staring off.

his s/o culture is vastly different from the one he knows from the afterglow savanna. so he’s curious.

will absolutely ask his s/o to prepare him tea or cook a dish from their home, whether or not they are a decent cook he will eat whatever the offer.

— HEADCANONS ABOUT THIS TWST!MULAN

dresses rather ambiguously leaning masculine but can absolutely slay a skirt and heals.

everyone at night raven college actually thought they were a guy for the longest time until a conversation struck up and they mentioned they were actually nonbinary.

everyone swears their unique magic is shapeshifting because they change their presentation, style, and outfits so beautifully but literally everyone never knows what they’ll look like next.

luxurious, soft hair that’s darker than a starless night. often tied up to keep it out of their face.

red is their signature color.

their father is very frail and was deemed medically unfit to preform his job, so his dear child took his place to support their family.

the only reason they’re even a nrc is because their family persuaded them to go & eventually they agreed if just to have a way to support their family and make them proud.

from an ancient line of warriors in the war against dark magic, users were renowned for their skill with a blade and their magic against curses.

best class is obviously defense magic, more grounded in combat against curses, but no one has beat them on the defense yet anyways.

also exceptionally skilled with a sword. practices daily before or after classes to keep those skills sharp.

floyd calls them “sea dragon” ( shīdoragon-chan ) after the leafy sea dragon.

reptiles freaking love them. is constantly being stalked by some scaly friends. and yes, they absolutely do talk to them all.

on that note they also have so many reptiles in their room. whoever their poor dorm leader is, better pray for them, because it’s not uncommon for a scaly friend to get out of their enclosures and wander around looking for their master.

is a member of the horse riding club.

unique magic would be called dragon’s guidance and it’s incantation is: “ancestors hear my plea, bring honor to my family and watch over me. dragon’s guidance.” 

the magic brings to life a chinese dragon made from the sparks of fireworks from their hands. ( if you’ve ever seen the fellowship of the rings, imagine the firework dragon merry and pippin set off. or a similar firework dragon george & fred weasley from harry potter set off in the fifth movie ).

it acts as a sort of ‘guide’ towards their goal ( for example, finding the way out of the woods if they are lost ).

however their unique magic also has other purposes, as it can act like a signal flair, works well for parting thick crowds ( no one wants to get burned after all ), or a light source briefly before the sparks fizzle out.

[glacialltz]

A, E, H, K and N with Jamil, the Tweels, Malleus & Lilia?

I know some people I’m friends with haven’t read Chapter 4 yet, so please be aware before proceeding if this applies to you, as there are spoilers ahead💞

A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

Jamil tends to prefer doing relaxing activities with you, as his time with you is like his break from everything - Kalim, school work, tending to his work as the vice dorm leader, Kalim. He does like to spend time cooking with you, as he enjoys mixing something he likes to do with the person he loves most. However, he sometimes does like to jokingly show you a few dance moves that he enjoys doing. 

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

Jamil does tend to lean more toward the dominant side of a relationship, but not overbearingly so. And on some days - the ones where he is more tired than others - he doesn’t mind if you want to be the dominant one for a change.

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

Jamil is, thankfully, a bit more honest with you than he is with Kalim. Well, at least, post-overblot Jamil is. Pre-overblot Jamil would not have told you any of his ambitions or his dissatisfaction with his position; he would continue to hide behind the polite smile he was used to using. However, after his overblot, he would be more willing to drop his facade. You would grow used to hearing sarcastic comments whispered under his breath and the snarky comments he’s gotten used to keeping to himself. 

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Jamil’s kisses are a bit overwhelming at times, however it’s one of the rare ways he shows his affection toward you. He puts his all into his kisses, and they often leave you breathless. He also is very partial to giving you a teasing bite on the lip. Your first kiss was very surprising, but pleasant. The two of you had been cooking in the kitchen together, basking in the scent of the spices you were cooking with, and, as he watched you out of the corner of his eye, he had one of those moments with which he was struck with the amount of love he had for you. He slowly reached over, tipped your chin up, and kissed you gently for the first time.

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

Jamil isn’t one to use nicknames often, preferring to just call you by your real name, or the name you go by with others if you aren’t a fan of your real name. He doesn’t like the “flowery” or “cheesy” names like “Babe” or “Baby”, but he will, upon occasion, refer to you by “Darling” and “Dear”. However, if you listen closely, on some days he softly calls to you as “Sweetness” or “My Love”.

A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them? 

Floyd lives to do absolutely anything with you. You’d like to visit him during his shift in the Mostro Lounge? Of course! You’d like to take a small walk around the school? With his little shrimp? You know it! He’s very open to any activity you want to do, but does tend to lean toward ones that involve a bit more movement. Though, if you’d rather just sit and watch a movie, he’s fine!...as long as he can squeeze cuddle you.

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

Floyd’s a bit overbearing at time, and can come across as dominant because of that. However he doesn’t really care to be in control that much, and, as a very laid back person like he is, he’s fine with you leading. Usually though, the two of you end up being equals in the relationship.

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

The only things Floyd tends to keep from you are some of the details of his work as one of Azul’s contract enforcers. Anything else his little shrimpy would like to hear about, they’re welcome to ask! In fact, he’d most likely begin telling you about his day whether you agree beforehand or not. 

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Floyd is a very wild and aggressive kisser, and his kisses tend to be as unpredictable as he is. Half the time he may miss as well. Like Jamil, he does sometimes playfully nip at you while kissing you and squeezes you tight against him. Your first kiss had taken place during the after hours of the Mostro Lounge. Floyd had been so excited to see you come in to see him, that he dropped the plate he was holding (thankfully Jade caught it!) and ran to you quickly, scooping you up into his arms and pressing a tender kiss to your lips.

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

Little Shrimp!! It’s the most common one he’ll call you! There are some occasions during which he may refer to you as simply “His” in front of others because...well you are, aren’t you? He doesn’t really use anything other than Little Shrimp, though.

A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them? 

Jade enjoys being around you. Even if he’s just working in the Lounge, if you’re there with him, it’s a lot more enjoyable for him. He likes to take hikes with you, especially if you let him talk about mushrooms along the way. He is very touched whenever you sit down and let him go on and on about the latest terrariums he’s built. Though, if you’d like to do something you like as well, he’d be honored to partake in it with you; anything ranging from video games to simply reading together.

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

He’s a little bit more dominant than Floyd, but it’s just his nature. He has a slight more inclination to exert a little bit more control than Floyd does. While he personally is a bit more dominant, the two of you do remain rather equal.

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

Jade also doesn’t talk much about his work for Azul either, but he also isn’t as open as Floyd in general. He wont really tell you much about his day if you don’t ask. However, when you do ask to hear about his day, he would be happy to tell you about the highlights, one of which is always seeing you.

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Jade is a very calm kisser, giving you polite, soft kisses. His kisses are a bit rarer than Floyd’s, but just as enjoyable. His teasing side comes out sometimes when it comes to kissing, however, as he often gives you one of those smiles, like you’re a little guppy that the big bad eel has locked his sights on, before he leans down and captures your lips with his. Your first kiss was actually initiated by you, but only because you were fed up with him. He had been teasing you about being too short to reach his lips, and you, wanting revenge and your kiss, you took him by surprise (how rare) by yanking him down by his scarf and taking the kiss for yourself.

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

Jade enjoys using sweet yet refined nicknames like “Angel” and “Honey”, but sometimes refers to you as “Snookums” with a massive teasing grin playing across his face.

A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them? 

Lilia doesn’t really care what the two of you do together, as he’s mostly up for anything. He does enjoy having his fun with you, and being in a relationship with him doesn’t disqualify you from getting messed with. 

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

Being in a relationship with Lilia usually casts you into a slightly more dominant role, as he is a bit passive. He’s alright with you taking the lead or proposing ideas for dates, but he’s also alright with doing it himself, if that’s what you’d prefer. The relationship does seem to have a pleasant balance to it, though, as he’d be happy to help out with anything you’d like him to.

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

Honesty for Lilia was answered here!

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

As a man of Lilia’s age, he’s very capable of kissing and playing to his own strengths. He’s very adaptable, and has no qualms with changing how he kisses in order to please you. His usual kisses, however, tend to be more on the languid side, moving at a slow yet enjoyable pace. Your first kiss with Lilia was very exciting and surprising, as he swooped down from above to press an upside down kiss against your lips before disappearing with a quick whoosh.

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

Nickname for Lilia was answered here!

[redqueensbakery]

alright babies I'm here. may I please order some kissing headcanons for Jamil and Leona? I send you all of my love and wish you the very best with your blog!!!

We made this with an extra spoon of love just for you! ♡ We really really hope you enjoy it!

♥ Getting so far with someone like Jamil is a reason to celebrate!— That itself is a surprise and even S/O has to admit it. I mean, with a man as suspicious as him... And yet there they are, completely alone and with their lips just centimeters apart.

♥ It doesn't matter who kissed who, Jamil didn't wait too much on starting leading the way. Delicately, yet still firmly holding both his partner's hands while he kisses them, unable to hide how much he has been waiting for this to finally happen. He would be so thrilled to be able to caress their skin while feeling the warmth and softness of their lips.

♥ It wouldn't be long before he cradles his S/O between his arms. Jamil leaning on them, chests touching and their breaths intertwined. ( Witnessing a scene as such so late at night on Scarabia's lounge would feel so enchanting! But not as much as living it, right? )

♥ Jamil's dedication and care would show through the way every movement he makes is showered by the love that's overflowing from his heart— Yet he seems so relaxed! Is he bored? Oh no, of course not. Never. He's just so... At peace? His S/O would have that effect on him. >>>> What his partner doesn't realize is that on the inside Jamil is still trying to grasp the idea this isn't just a one time chance and that he and his S/O have now so many stories together that are waiting to be written down.

♥ Anyone so in love would close their eyes when kissing the person that makes them feel that way, and that's something not even Jamil can escape. But he manages to open his eyes in between of the kiss, trying not to miss a reaction from his S/O with the way he holds them, or how his hands squeeze their hips.

♥ Once they stop kissing Jamil would rest his forehead on MC’s. His hands still holding and caressing theirs. His eyes asking the questions, wanting to know how it was... And if they want to do it again.

♥ Leona is a curious one, so stubborn with his own facade it would follow him to his romantic life- Of course, he would never be mean to his s/o, but he would come off as, perhaps, 'cold'. His public displays of affection being pretty limited, and most of them an assortment of holding their partner's hand from time to time and/or holding them by the waist, nothing too flashy or bold.

♥ This relatively changes whenever they're alone, in his room where no one else can bother them. Leona would naturally get more comfortable with his s/o, letting them snuggle, hug him, etc- But even so in a moderate amount.

♥ When it comes to kissing Leona, him lazying on his bed, his personality would continue to be incredibly (and even stubbornly) clear. He would let his partner be the one to start everything, not being he the one to take initiative just to tease them. His response would be slow, calm; such is the lion's laziness that he would follow your pace obediently. For a while, at least.

♥ The feeling of his partner's lips upon his would be such a relaxing sensation, almost so heavenly that he would be tempted for a moment to just fall asleep, but he wouldn't let himself do that. As much as Leona could deny it, he can get immensely greedy, and after a couple of minutes of letting them just do their thing, he would look for his partner's waist, squeezing lightly and slowly taking control.

♥ Sitting on the bed, kissing his partner deeper and seeming hungrier by the minute. They could hear Leona growl softly, he sometimes thinks his s/o takes way too much time before kissing him like this. Makes him impatient.

♥ Him looking for their tongue it's something that sooner or later happens, and he could so kiss them like this forever... Getting steamier and steamier, for the intensity of his affection is running wild through his lips. His hands always ending up on his partner's low back, holding them firmly, like if he was afraid they’re about to escape.

♥ Even so... The moment would come in which Leona slightly parts from them just to bite their lip playfully. If his s/o makes him wait, then it's just natural that he teases back, right?

♥ Separating completely from his partner's face Leona would laugh softly, clearly amused, giving them that cocky smile of his “I’m getting kinda tired, let’s do this another day.” He says, feigning bluntness. They don't need to worry, for he won’t stop kissing them for real; he just wanna see his partner whine a little bit.

[twistedsin]

sorry if this had been requested before but how about a spicy scenario where jamil returns to his room after a long day and first thing he sees is his s/o sleeping in his bed wearing just his hoodie? ;)

Oooh~ yes I love your idea anon! Wearing your partners big t-shirt or sweatshirt is *chefs kiss*

You looked so adorable! Clinging onto Jamil's pillow, his sweatshirt bagging around your arms and his hood half covering your precious sleeping face and your gorgeous legs on display. Seeing you was absolutely the best thing to happen to him today and he quickly completed his bed time routine so he could crawl onto the bed next to you. At the close range he took another moment to admire you with a soft smile. It wasn’t until he wrangled the pillow out from your arms, without waking you of course, did he notice that the hoodie was the only thing you were wearing. He stumbled back a little surprised and over come with a sense of euphoria. You were much more enticing to him now. With his composure regained, he rolled you onto your back. The half unzipped hoodie falling open to reveal more of your chest. Jamil quickly grabbed his phone and condom from his nightstand. First of taking some pictures of you in his clothing, being so adorable and exposed. A sight just his. 

His hands trailed up your thighs before pushing them apart so he could place himself between them. “Wake up, Treasure.” He shook your shoulder slightly, but your head just bobbled. If that was going to be the case then he’d use a more fun way to wake you up. He leaned in and began to press kisses all over your chest. You still stirred a bit, still you didn’t seem quite awake. Jamil got a bit rougher, running his teeth along your skin. Your breathing grew short and you let out a few cute whines but your eyes had yet to open. It seemed he had to go to drastic measures then. 

The index finger and thumb of each hand positioned themselves on your nipples and in unison gave a tug on them. You let out a soft cry as your back arched, eyes fluttering open to see your handsome boyfriend smirking down at you. “You’re back~” You cheered giving him a small smile. You were still a bit drowsy but coherent. You held your arms open for a hug which he gladly gave you along with a kiss to your lips. “You stole my sweatshirt.” He commented casually, a hand returning to rub your chest and fiddle with your nipple. “I did, I felt too exposed just waiting here naked for you. Do you like it?” You already knew the answer by the way he had woken you up and the bugle in his groin. “I do. You are a sight more glamours than gold~ You should wear it more often.” The thought of you wearing his hoodie over your uniform and clinging to his arm around campus got him even more excited. “Are you sure you’d be able to control yourself if I did?” You teased, rolling your hips as a way to gesture to his erection. He merely chuckled, “Of course. Unless you don’t want me too.” He knew how you liked his wild side. You grabbed his shirt and pulled him down to your lips. His kiss was hungry and passionate; cluing you in to the depths of his desire. Your lips left his and moved by his ear to whisper, “I wouldn’t mind if you lost a little control now~” followed by a nip to his earlobe before you laid back down. Jamil wasted no time in removing his boxers and preparing himself with a condom and lube. His favorite part of a long day was getting to vent about it to you; both verbally and physically. You enjoyed it quite a bit too. 

You played with yourself while he prepared, bringing one hand with the sleeve bagging over half of it near your face to rest. It really just made you look extra cute, and made Jamil extra horny. “You stretched today right?” His hands cupped underneath your knees. After you gave a nod he pushed your knees up and towards your chest making you gasp out his name. “What can I say... I really want you.” His groin ground against yours, a soft moan leaving his lips. “Let me know if it’s too much,” He pushed himself inside, groaning with a roll of his head at the pleasure it brought him, “but for now, let me have you like this.” 

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acquiescent | yandere! jamil x reader

【 𝖆𝖈𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖙 ; jamil viper : “ have you forgotten what it feels like when his hands wrap around your neck ? “ warnings : yandere, abuse, non-consensual, i did not proofread this, you may hear remnants of me sobbing in the background 】 

Is it natural to doubt love?

Jamil says it isn’t, you thought to yourself, peering at the lean, dark-skinned man beside you as he focused his attention on putting the ingredients into a cauldron. You studied his determined gray eyes, the way his calloused hands fumbled off corks and chopped off mushrooms and root stalks, the intricate braids of dark tresses that entwined together from his scalp to the sleeve of his lab coat, the tips of his hair brushing over its sleek white surface… Jamil was never wrong, he was perfect in every sense after all. If there was anyone in the wrong, it had to be you - it must have been you. You were the one who needed him to keep yourself afloat.

Yes, there was no need for you to question your love for each other. It would only trouble Jamil if you did. 

“Could you pass me the mugwort, Y/N?” he asks you, eyes slitting as he looks at you. You blanched at his heated gaze, guilt washing over you as he put out his hand expectantly. Hastily, you grabbed the clump of leaves at your side of the table then placed it onto Jamil’s open palm. You were careful not to graze his skin, making sure that the fronds cushioned your fingers, because if you touched him he’d think you were making a pass at him while you both were still in class. And you’ve already made that mistake before.

-

He grabs your shoulders and slams you into a wall. It hurt but you clamped your mouth shut and stopped yourself from crying out. He didn’t like it when you showed him your pain. “Is it really that hard for you to keep your hands to yourself? Do you want me that much?” He goggles at you, eyes glinting with an emotion that made your heart thunder inside your chest. You didn’t mean to stumble into him after your broom’s rocky landing - wouldn’t have even thought of putting your arms around him if it meant that he would end up like this. Tears brimmed the corner of your eyes as you stuttered out explanations in hopes of trying to clear up the misunderstanding but he silences you quickly by planting his lips onto yours and forcibly swiping his tongue in. There was no need for you to hide your cries, they were already being muffled by his rough kisses. You tried to pull away, pushing your hands into his chest and tugging your head backwards. He grabs the back of your neck and forces you closer, pressing himself into you until your arms were folded against his shirt and there was no longer any space for you to move. 

When one of his hands unlatches from your neck to unzip your tracksuit and his lips slides down onto your neck, you choke out, “Jamil.”

Hearing you say his name makes him exhale, tickling your skin. Slowly, as if reluctant to leave the bare skin of your neck, he moves his face to your ear. “Yes?” 

His whisper makes you shiver. “I-I’m sorry I couldn’t c-control myself. I’ll be m-m-more,” you take in a shaky breath, “I-I’ll be more careful, I promise.” He pulls away from you, letting relief, no matter how premature, wash over you. He then brings his hands to your cheeks and smiles at you sympathetically. “Shh, there’s no need for you to cry. I know it’s hard to control yourself but we have to try, okay?”

You nod, gritting out a smile for him. “N-Now we have to g-get back to class or-,”

“But you haven’t even kissed it yet.”

Your eyes widen in fear. You didn’t think he’d want to do it here, anyone could walk in and see you doing it. Panic bubbles inside you and soon, you were frantically taking fistfuls of his shirt in your hands. “J-Jamil! I-I don’t think it’s a good i-idea to be doing that here,” you say in desperation but when he takes your shoulders and continues to smile at you, you knew you weren’t getting out of this one. You hang your head low, a new set of tears brimming the corner of your eyes as he slowly removes a hand from your shoulder to pull off the dark sheets that were covering ‘it’.

“Now,” he says, his long dark braids finally out of his head and in his hands, “Kiss it, darling.”

You look up to see him kneeled down in front of you without his wig, the smooth skin of his bald head patiently awaiting your sweet kiss to touch its surface. With quivering lips, you made a promise to yourself as you pecked his glabrous dome,

-that you’d find a way out of this hell.

-

You blink, suddenly confused with how you were thinking as if it were the thoughts of an entirely different person. Were you afraid of Jamil? 

There’s nothing to be afraid of, you soothed yourself, Jamil says there isn’t, so believe in him. You tried to smile to reassure yourself but couldn’t bring yourself to do it. Instead you winced at the difficulty of the action and stared into your hands. Don’t be afraid, Y/N. Jamil wouldn’t ever hurt you, he loves you so much. Don’t be afraid. Don’t be afraid. Don’t—

Have you forgotten what it feels like when his hands wrap around your neck?

Shaking, you brought your fingers together and closed your eyes.

If Jamil knew you were having these kinds of thoughts, he’d take your trembling hands into his and say, “Y/N, there’s nothing wrong. Can’t you see how happy we are together? Can’t you see how much I love you?” 

Do you remember when he would tell you that it’s tiring for him to hide you away in his room after he cuts you up - that it’s a hassle - that it’s bad enough that he always has to remind you that you loved him when you somehow manage to forget it every time he grabs your wrists and yanks you forward. 

Jamil says the pain wakes me up, the thought echoes inside your mind, letting a singular moment of fear etch into your heart, before you eagerly settle back into a cozy haziness. Don’t think about it anymore.

“Y/N,” a smooth voice calls out to you, jolting you out of your thoughts. You turn and look up at Jamil smiling down at you, his eyes crinkled with a gentleness that makes your breath hitch. “I think we’re done.” 

Was he always this soft-spoken?

You couldn’t remember - didn’t want to remember. So you let the thought disappear into the murk of your mind and returned his smile with your own. “Are we?” you asked him, coyly sidling up to him. “You didn’t have to do all the work again.”

“I knew you couldn’t have done it without me,” he replied teasingly before turning away with the potion in his hands. “Stay here, I’ll let Professor Crewel check this.”

When he left, you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. Jamil says you couldn’t have done it without him, you thought to yourself as you watched him maneuver his way past your classmates. His hair, his wig, a dark trail behind him. Yes, you thought as you smiled bitterly to yourself, I couldn’t have done it by myself. 

Jamil is never wrong, he is perfect in every sense. 

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hello hello ! i put all the blame for this fic on @twisted-eels​​, who introduced me to @tsuisute​​‘s bald malleus fic and @muraenxdae​​‘s bald vil fic. both are probably the greatest fics in the fandom, nothing else could ever compete. i needed more of this in my life so i thought “hey why not make one myself?” and so i did and now you’re all cursed forever with bald jamil. 

[into-the-daniverse]

Leon x Jamil | Halo

Day 6 of @enbymagicianweek, Beloved Spouse: Apprentice’s Marriage or Wedding to their LI!

Now, since I’ve technically already written a wedding fic for these two, this is a proposal fic! This takes place specifically after Nadia’s route, but this scene would probably play in a handful of other timelines as well.

Leon uses he/they pronouns, and I will be switching between the two from fic to fic during the week Title: Halo by LP (this is a long cover but I promise it’s worth it for the vibes) 1k words

Leon rested against the wall of the hut with a satisfied sigh, hearing the laughter of their friends, their family, echoing inside. Alec was visiting with Nadia, and the two of them had just announced their engagement to the musicians. They all cried in happiness, congratulating the two women, and the evening’s conversation had quickly revolved all around their plans. If they were getting married in Vesuvia, or Prakra, who would be invited, what they wanted to wear.

Alec whispered to Leon at one point that she was writing a song for Nadia, and their heart soared, promising to help her iron out the details. They would, of course, perform with Camia and Jamil at her wedding, though if all the crying Jamil was doing over the announcement was any indication, it would probably take a lot of patience to get him to sing at the actual ceremony.

As happy as they were for Alec, they couldn’t help the tiny twinge of sadness in their chest, and they had left the hut to clear their mind for a moment. Soaking in the last rays of sun, they meditated alone, but it wasn’t even a few minutes later when they heard the hut door open, familiar, steady steps walking over to them.

“You’re missing all the excitement,” Jamil said, sitting on the ground next to them with a soft grunt.

Leon held their hand out and grinned when he took it, leaning against their shoulder. “Just needed some air.”

“I missed you.”

They laughed softly, nestling closer to him. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“I know,” he said, and fell silent. He was uncharacteristically quiet—thoughtful, even. As well as Leon knew him, there were still moments where they had no idea what was going on in his mind.

But they were content to wait until he wanted to share, softly humming a song the group had been singing earlier as they felt the heat of the day’s sun die away, replaced by the coolness of the desert night.

After a while, Jamil finally spoke. “Lee, I love you.”

They smiled, squeezing Jamil’s hand. “I love you too.” They heard him hesitate and turned to face him. “What is it?”

“I mean, I really love you. I’m in love with you.”

Their heart skipped in their chest. “What are you saying?” Their voice came out softer than they meant, hands starting to tremble slightly.

Jamil let go of their hand to cup their face, his thumb stroking the scar on their cheek. “I’m saying—” he cut himself off, giving them a quick kiss. “Gods, I’m saying—I want to marry you, Leon.”

What? Immediately, their mind went blank, repeating only those words like a mantra. I want to marry you.

Still speaking, Jamil pressed their foreheads together. “I missed you so much when I was gone, and now that Alec’s back—she’s got her memories back and she has Dia, and she’s happy—I realized that I…I want that too.” He sighed, breath ruffling the strands of hair that framed their face. “I want to have that, with you. And maybe it’s always been you, and I’m sure some god up there is laughing at me for taking so damn long, but—”

“Stop,” Leon whispered, a tear slipping down their cheek. “Do you mean it?”

Jamil didn’t hesitate to wipe away the tear. “I do.”

“But, why now, I mean—”

“It doesn’t have to be now,” Jamil murmured, resting his lips against their forehead, “you don’t even have to say anything; I just wanted to tell you. Maybe you don’t even want to—”

A broken laugh came from Leon’s throat, and a few more tears spilled over. “Of course I want to, Jamil, you-you—" They grabbed his face and brought their lips together in a rough kiss, fingers tangling in his hair. “You idiot—” They kissed him again, their voice getting caught in their chest. “I’m in love with you.”

Jamil chuckled against their lips, his hands traveling down to their waist. “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” they said, breathlessly. “Have been for a while.”

They could hear the sly smile in Jamil’s voice as his fingers teased the hem of their shirt. “Would you let me make up for lost time?”

“Not now!” They tried to scold him but couldn’t hold back their smile. “Later, maybe.”

“What, in a couple minutes, or—?”

“No!” Laughing, they threw their head back, hands holding onto his shoulders. They felt his grip tighten on their waist, pulling them into his lap completely, his lips peppering kisses to their chest, collarbones, neck, every inch of skin available. His beard tickled them, which only made them laugh harder, and they tried to pull away, pushing against his chest with no avail.

“Well, it’s about damn time.”

They both stopped at the sound of Camia’s voice, and Leon suddenly realized that she, Alec, and Nadia were all standing at the door, and had presumably heard most of the conversation.

“Cami, a little privacy?” Jamil said in mock offense.

“You’re outside. Of my house.” Leon could practically feel her roll her eyes, but the happiness in her voice was clear. “I’ve been waiting forever for one of you to finally propose, and you don’t even have the decency to do it inside?”

Alec was bouncing at Camia’s side, Leon could feel the vibrations through the sand. “You’re getting married!”

“I guess so,” Leon said, a teasing grin on their face. “Though I don’t remember you actually asking me.” They nudged Jamil, who laughed, pulling them to their feet.

“Right, right.” He took Leon’s hands in his, interlacing their fingers together. “Leon, will you marry me?” He sounded so sincere, so in love—but they couldn’t resist teasing him a little.

“Hmm…” They pursed their lips, pretending to think it over.

“Lee!” Alec and Camia both cried in equal amounts of annoyance, and they laughed.

“Yes, Jamil. I’ll marry you—!”

Jamil cut them off with a kiss, his arms coming underneath their arms to lift them in the air, spinning them both in a circle. As the women cheered, Leon wrapped their arms around Jamil’s shoulders, kissing him over and over again, love overwhelming them.

When they all returned inside, the conversation lasted long into the night and the next morning, as now with two weddings to plan, there was a lot to talk about. Jamil wouldn’t get to “make it up” to Leon for a while still, but Leon was fine with the promise of a future together for now.